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Chapter 2 - This is My Peluche Now

They lost but to them it didn’t feel like a loss. Pathfinder helped his friend find their legs. While lifeline and octane had the start of a different relationship between the two of them.     “Congratulations you two!” Gibraltar said as he slapped them on the back.     Wattson giggled “We found you two in cage a long while before, But you know the electricity between you two was burning. Get it? Hehe!” As always, she felt she made a joke.     “Had to convince bloodhound here to wait.” Gibraltar nudged bloodhound with his shoulder.     “I did not understand the reason for the wait but waiting turned out to be the right move, for we got the whole squad.” Bloodhound said then just walked off.     Gibraltar slapped them on the back again with a push as if telling them to just get out of here already. “Have fun you two!”     “See you later.” Wattson waved then clapped softly a moment later as an idea hit, “Oh and the view from the scaffolding of Thunderdome you should see.” Then put up a finger, “Not during a match tho. Its out of bounds.”     Then Wattson and Gibraltar walked off but they could hear the start of their conversation, “I brought home cooking for you today.”     “I’ve been wondering when you’d bring it again. It is so good.” Wattson said excited.     “So…” Octane leaned in close and whispered, “continue where we left off?”     “We taking ya to the hospital.” Lifeline crossed her arms.     “But hospitals are so boring! You can always patch me up, You’ll be right there.” He nudged her playfully, then grabbed his side and let out a small hiss.     She grabbed his hand and started to walk, pulling him along, “We going to hospital.” Her tone bargained no arguments.     “Can’t we just make love and go Manana? I've been waiting a long time Ju know.”     She squeezed his hand tight when she stopped and turned giving him a look that matched her earlier tone. Before she said anything he asked hopeful “Then at least stay with me Yea?”     Her features softened and nodded, “I will stay as long as I can.”     He didn’t protest after and kept pace with her holding hands until the train when he fell asleep. She wrapped her arm around him letting him use her as a pillow.     “Enjoy ya nap time” She whispered before kissing the top of his cap covered head.     It was a bit strange but felt right at the same time being like this. He slept a lot stiller then she had in her mind. He was always so twitchy when awake and always seemed to be moving something. She kind of figured it would be the same when asleep.     Then all of a sudden he bolted up and just sort of stared at her after scooting a bit away.     “Wam wit ya?” Ajay said with an arched brow.     He seemed to relax suddenly as he rested against her again. “Are we there yet?” He started to wiggle his metal legs impatiently.     She looked at him quizzically then shrugged it off. “Almost.”     When their stop was announced as the next he jumped right up. He grabbed her hand and pulled her towards the doors. As soon as they opened he bolted causing her to stumble. She recovered quickly but was dragged a long.     “Hey, slow up yaself.” She planted herself and leaned back.     “Ay sorry. I just want to get out of here already.” He stopped long enough for her to start moving again and then walked at the pace she allowed him.     “Ya haven’t even gotten there yet.”     At the hospital he was seen a lot quicker then others. After all he was Octavio Silva the heir to Silva Pharmaceuticals. Most people just figured it was because he was Octane since he hadn’t changed yet. He made sure to keep his real name and face away from his Octane persona. He preferred to be Octane over Octavio Silva but he was who he was. He also couldn’t deny the perks and the trust fund being a Silva gave him, giving him the ability to be Octane to begin with.     The doctor came into the room after all the examination and tests were done. “You will stay for further examination and observation.”     Instead of sitting in the bed like he was suppose to be he was running and jumping in place. “No Bueno I have stuff to do.”     The doctor continued just a bit annoyed. “After this amount of time, its unusual for your body to not have recovered. It’s concerning that even with the help of Ajay’s Doc your still at this stage of the healing process. I believe it has something to do with Wraith’s ability, so I want to keep you here for observation. You also should be in bed resting as to not agitate the damage your body is trying to heal.”     “I feel fine Amigo. Just tell Ajay when she gets back that I’m okay.”     “Ya better get back in that bed.” She ordered as she walked back in holding 2 containers of food and balancing 4 drinks on top.     “There’s no reason to chica I’m-” He jogged towards the door.     “Don’t ya try and play me. I was told whats up.”     He stopped in place, “Busted.”     “Ya can leave. I’ll explain things.” Ajay told the doctor she knew Octane wouldn’t listen to him.     “Take your time. No one will disturb you. Just make sure you let one of the nurses know your decision.” He said as he walked towards the door.     “Will do.” As soon as the Doctor left and closed the door, “Get yaself back in bed. Let’s fet.”     He didn’t argue he sat back in bed. She placed the food on the bed table and rolled it over. As soon as the containers were in reach he opened them up. Inside one of them was Fries and biscuits. The other had popcorn shrimp and crispy chicken wings. Before she even sat down with one of the 4 cans he had his mask off and biting into a chicken wing.     They sat in silence for a couple minutes as they ate. Octavio devouring almost all the chicken wings in that time.     “Ya always did eat to fast.” She commented after taking a drink.     “Speed is life.”     “Since ya bring up life. If this relationship is going further ya need to take care of yaself”     “You talking crazy. I take care of myself.” He really didn’t understand the big deal.     “Octavio… I don’t expect ya to quit ya thrill seeking. We both do life threatening things. My job and the Apex games could get me killed one day.”     “Che, Now you really talking crazy. Your to fuerte, Strong for that.”     “Will ya just listen to me.” She pointed at him to emphasize her annoyance.     “Si” He grabbed one of the biscuits and nibbled on it.     “I blocked ya cause ya were playing to much with ya life. Ya just seemed like ya life could be thrown away jus to not be bored. Ya very selfish and I didn’t want to get more attached to someone who wouldn’t take the precautions.”     “You were attached to me then?” He was surprised.     “Of course I was, ya stupid? Ya were my friend.”     “Why you didn’t tell me chica?”     She glared “Theeen ya just show up at the Apex games. It wasn’t much betta but at least ya’d have a team to watch after ya. Ya made it hard to keep me distance. Kept bugging me to unblock ya.”     “If you just unblocked me Chica I could have bugged you about something else.”     “Ya keep interrupting I won’t unblock ya now.” He reached for the last couple chicken wings, “And don’t ya eat all the wings.”     She stood up grabbed some fries and shoved it into his mouth. Then snatched a wing and plopped back down taking an aggressive bite out of it.     He chewed the fries a few times and sucked the part that was sticking out into his mouth as he ate. Its been a long while since they just sat here like this. Eating, talking, her forcing food into his mouth. It was like old times and it made him smile.     “I love you Ajay che.”     “And I love ya Octavio Silva.” She said with a small smile after she swallowed the food in her mouth.     Octane knew she would say more and instead beat her to it. “It will be so boooring but I’ll do what the doc wants. You will come play with me everyday Chica?”     She was a bit shocked as it went a lot smoother then she expected. She smiled standing up grabbing the back of his head and kissing him. He wrapped his arms around her wanting to keep her close.      It felt a bit strange to Ajay to be kissing Octane like this. They grew up together and understood a lot about each other. She grew feelings for him but she never could place when they first started. She never figured this would actually happen.     She pulled away and as she sat back down, “We should finish before it gets cold.”     “That was to quick.” He was disappointed.     “I thought ya said speed was life?” She teased.     “Ay, no fair.” He pouted and snatched the last chicken wing and took a big bite out of it.     She just laughed and ate some more shrimp. The rest of the meal went pleasantly despite Octane polishing off 2/3 of it.     “So what about dessert?”     “Well ya going to be stuck with hospital food after this. So what ya want?” She was willing to spoil him a bit.     “Tarta de Crema. Cream pie” he smirked looking at her up and down.     She stood up and turned around and walked towards the door, “So Banana cream pie it is.”     “Thats not what I-”     “I know what ya meant. I’m going to talk to the nurse while I’m out. Ya betta be here when I return.” The door closed.     While she was gone he met with the doctor. Who went over things with him. They wanted to keep him for 3 days to monitor and for him to be on antibiotics for 10 days. He was to take it easy and not do strenuous activity. All octane could think was. Boring boring boring.     The doctor and the paperwork were all finished by time she returned with a whole banana cream pie and 2 forks. She also had a large duffel bag with her.     “There you are! Took you long enough.” He had his arms crossed and was tapping his foot while still sitting in the bed.     “Ya like a dog. A few minutes feels like forever.”     She placed the pie down opened the top of the container it was in and handed him a fork. She sat down on the bed on the other side of the table.     “Maybe you should get me a leash?” he played as he got himself a fork full.     “I might if ya not careful.”     “You spending the night chica?” He hoped.     “I told ya id stay as long as I can. Did ya forget?” She took her first fork full.     “Oh yea” He smiled as he never thought ‘as long as she could’ could possibly go as far as that.     The room he got was one of those private suite hospital rooms for the wealthy and/or famous. The room was rather large with a more comfortable bed. It had a larger TV and even a recliner. It had some extra entertainment items like board games and video games. It even had a holovid library you could see movies from. A normal person wouldn’t be bored or uncomfortable in accommodations like this.     Ajay slept on the recliner curled up in her sleeping bag. Her D.O.C plugged in beside her charging. Octavio couldn’t help but stare at her as she slept. All thats sticking out was her head her hair still tied up in buns and she snored softly. He couldn’t remember the last time he has actually seen her sleeping. It had to have been when they were kids when she had that pig stuffed animal.     “Wow, We really have known each other for awhile.” He commented out loud to himself. “Oops” he whispered not wanting to wake her.     “Ya should be sleeping.” Ajay said her eyes open now.     “Your a light sleeper.” He was surprised.     “Not always. Now go back to sleep.” She ordered.     “Going back to sleep would work if i had been asleep before chica.” She threw a pillow which hit him “This is my peluche now.” He rolled onto his side facing her and cuddled it.     “Give me back my pillow.”     “No.”     “Silva just toss it back.”     “No.”     “Silva!”     “Its mine now,” he said as he hugged it tighter and half rolled, pulling the pillow away.     She growled and unzipped the sleeping bag and stomped over. Right as she reached for it he quickly pounced her wrapping his arms around her shoulders and pulled her to him on the bed as he planted his lips on hers. She was thrown off balance and before collapsing on him caught herself with her arm.     When the kiss broke, “Now can I have another? A dulces sueños kiss?”     Octavio knew she understood very little Spanish. He loved to throw Spanish words in with his English whether thru talk or text. Ajay most of the time was able to guess what the word could be with what was around it.     “A… Goodnight kiss?” She guessed as she stood back up.     He chuckled, “A sweet dreams kiss.”     “Ya should actually get comfortable to sleep.” He started to wiggle and adjust while he held her pillow which she then snatched and tossed it onto the recliner, “Without my pillow.”     He laughed and playfully pouted, “Aww now I’ll never sleep.”     “If ya don’t sleep no kiss needed then.” She retorted amused.     “No fair… Besame… Kiss me I’ll sleep.” He held her hand and tugged it gently. “Come on come on come on or I’ll just keep you up all night”     She rolled her eyes “Ya better sleep.”     She sat on the edge of the bed and She leaned over him. He let go of her hand and she placed hers next to his head as he lay there. The kiss was soft and light on his lips before pulling away to kiss the top of his head.     “Sweet dreams Octavio” she whispered while still leaning over him before getting up.     “Goodnight Ajay. Dulces sueños” Octavio sincerely wished.     Lifeline fell asleep before Octane and he just watched her until finally drifting off himself.

Chapter 1 - Losing A Hero

TITLE: Losing A Hero[br] [br] CHARACTERS: Jimmy Jacobs, Austin Aries, mentions others[br] [br] PAIRINGS: Jimmy Jacobs/Austin Aries[br] [br] NOTES: Based on a dream I had...this is the promo that Jimmy and Austin SHOULD do on the AOTF's YouTube account.[br] [br] DISCLAIMER: Jimmy, Austin, and the others are not mine, nor do I claim they are.[br] [br] Jimmy Jacobs grinned, raising an arm. In his hand was the end of a leash. “Ah, the Age of the Fall has been reborn! All thanks to this man, we are now rid of the one person holding us back from true greatness. Thanks to Austin Aries, we are now going to completely take over Ring of Honor.” He tugged on the leash as the camera panned back to bring both him and a collar-wearing Austin Aries into the frame. “Say hello to Age of the Fall’s secret weapon.”[br] [br] Austin grinned evilly. He closed his eyes when Jimmy began to pet his hair before grabbing his chin. Jimmy roughly began to kiss Austin on the mouth. Austin took the kiss with a growl.[br] [br] Jimmy pulled back and, still holding Austin’s chin, turned the older man’s face toward the camera. “This is the man that just turned on all of the fans who idolized him. This is the man who just spit on everything that Ring of Honor stands for. He is here to make your lives even more miserable. Once he brings the Ring of Honor world title to the Age of the Fall, you will see this faction move to the top of the company.” He turned Austin back to him and studied his face. “You belong to me now, Austin.”[br] [br] Austin nodded, his face hard and angry. For a moment, the two of them just stared at each other, and then Jimmy pulled Austin forward by his chin and smashed their lips together. He held Austin’s chin with one hand while looping the leash around the Wisconsin native’s waist with the other.[br] [br] Austin grunted when Jimmy pulled on the leash, bringing their bodies together roughly. He bit into Jimmy’s lower lip and pulled away.[br] [br] Jimmy smirked, wiping the blood from his mouth with the back of his hand. “So, you like to play rough, Austin?”[br] [br] Austin grinned evilly and nodded, pressing his body more firmly to Jimmy’s. He waited for a moment.[br] [br] Jimmy held the leash in one hand, making sure that Austin couldn’t move away, and grabbed a handful of long, curly hair. He tugged on it and brought their lips together again. Immediately, he opened his mouth and bit Austin’s lips.[br] [br] Austin moaned quietly, opening his mouth for Jimmy’s invading tongue. The younger man backed him to the single chair sitting against the wall and shoved him into it. Jimmy straddled Austin’s thighs and kissed him again. He made a disapproving noise when the older man brought his hands up to squeeze the smaller man’s butt cheeks. “Wrong move.” Jimmy hissed, standing.[br] [br] Austin grinned anyway, even as Jimmy pulled him out of the chair by the leash. He laughed quietly when Jimmy sat down and pulled him over his lap. The Wisconsin native kicked his legs lightly, not really trying to move anywhere.[br] [br] Jimmy reached under Austin to unbuckle his belt and undo the fly of his blue jeans. “You’ve been waiting for this all day, I bet.” He whispered, pulling the snug denim down enough to expose Austin’s bottom, and the black thong he wore as underwear. The Michigan native chuckled quietly as he rubbed the older man’s butt cheeks gently. “Is this what you want now, you little bitch?”[br] [br] Austin grunted in answer, standing on his toes so that his ass was higher in the air. He waited impatiently for the first strike of Jimmy’s hand on his bottom. He moaned when the hit came and bit his lip. “Again…” He muttered under his breath.[br] [br] “Demanding, aren’t you?” Jimmy teased as he pulled his hand back for another strike. “What do all of you fans think of your hero now?” He spanked Austin again, drawing a moan from the older man. “What do you think of your hero when he’s laying on my lap, begging me to spank his ass?” He rained a few more slaps down on the reddening ass of Austin Aries. “What do you think of your hero when he’s getting off on being spanked by the one man you thought he hated most in this world?”[br] [br] “Another…please…” Austin groaned, leaning down to bite Jimmy’s thigh through his black jeans. “Hit me again.”[br] [br] Jimmy smirked and obliged. “You see, your hero belongs to me. He does what I want him to do. He wants what I want him to want. He says what I want him to say. Austin, tell everyone that you’re mine.”[br] [br] Austin moaned quietly, closing his eyes in pleasure. “I’m yours, Jimmy.”[br] [br] Jimmy grinned pointedly at the camera. “I told you. You Ring of Honor fans think you’re so smart. You don’t even realize that you lost. You lost the one man that could actually oppose the Age of the Fall.” He patted Austin’s red bottom lightly. “You can decide what it’s worth to continue opposing me.”[br] [br] Austin groaned as Jimmy began to pull his pants back up. “Jimmy, no…” He whimpered quietly. “Not yet…”[br] [br] Jimmy laughed. “You see how submissive I’ve made him? You see what happens when you try to go against me?” He leaned toward Austin. “What do you want, Aries? What else do you need?” When Austin didn’t reply, Jimmy pulled something from his pocket. “Is this it? Is this what you want?” He held a dildo in his hand.[br] [br] Austin nodded feverishly, biting down on his lip. “Please…” He smiled when Jimmy pulled down his thong. “Thank you…”[br] [br] Jimmy began to suck on his fingers, coating three of them liberally in saliva. “You know I only do this because I enjoy it, too.” He slowly pushed two fingers into Austin. “Does that feel good?”[br] [br] Austin moaned and nodded. He gasped when Jimmy scissored his fingers and added a third. Another moan escaped his lips. “Jimmy…”[br] [br] Jimmy grinned, fingering Austin slowly. “I’m sure all you fans think that this is all a set up. Would Austin Aries be this excited about having me do this to him? I don’t think so. He belongs to me now.” The Michigan native extracted his fingers and spat into his hand. He rubbed the saliva onto the dildo. “Now you’ll see just how far your hero has fallen.” He eased the sex toy into the older man, drawing a low moan from Austin. “Look how much he enjoys it. You know now that he’s not the same man you thought could always beat me. Not anymore.” He turned on the vibrating feature with a grin. “And now we see how far Austin Aries has fallen.”[br] [br] Austin dug his fingers into Jimmy’s thigh. “Jimmy…” He growled. “That feels so good…” He whimpered when Jimmy pulled his thong and jeans back up. “It’s so big…”[br] [br] Jimmy pushed Austin from his lap. “Sit on the floor like a good bitch and let me finish this. Sitting’s gonna push that dildo even further in you, it’ll be in so deep, you’ll love it.”[br] [br] Austin moaned quietly as he pulled himself into a sitting position. He lied his head on Jimmy’s thigh and smiled softly while the younger man pet his long hair.[br] [br] “And now you all know for sure. The Age of the Fall is going back on top. Once Austin beats Nigel for the title, like you all know he will, we’ll be after the tag gold. Look out, Steenerico, because soon, you’re gonna have to watch your backs. Jimmy Jacobs and Austin Aries are the most dominant forces in Ring of Honor, and with Austin doing whatever I say, I don’t think we’ll lose. Age of the Fall is back.”[br]

Chapter 3 - Ur Not That Innocent Chica

    Octane woke up much like he usually does, full of energy and ready to go. He got right up and jumped out of bed looking around the room. He forgot he was in the hospital for a moment but he didn’t start to slouch upset until he saw no sign of Ajay Che. It was all clean like she was never there.     He touched his side and let out a hiss of pain, “No bueno, that happened.”     There was a knock at the door, “We are going to be taking tests soon sir please be ready.”     “Si.” He called back.     He sat back down on the bed rested his forearms on his thighs and slouched forward. The door opened but he was too lost in thought to notice Lifeline walk in.     “Stop slouching it ain’t good for ya.” Lifeline scolded.     He stared at her again like he did on the train and she arched her brow, “Wam wit ya?”     “Nothing,I can use a run.” He started to tap both his feet interchangeably as he sat.     “Ya suppose to be resting.”     He stood up and started to jump “I got too much energy. Let's get out of here just for a few minutos”     She put her hands out and did the ‘bring it down’ motion. “Settle down. Let me have a look at ya.”     He stood as still as possible for him only his head twitching. She removed the bandage it already looked like it was doing better than yesterday. Still considerably slow healing for Octane. It was still sore for him as he jumped away when she put her hands on it. “Yeouch that hurts!”     The doctor came in with the nurse that had a tray of things for tests and his antibiotics. He looked him over and the nurse took some blood and other stuff to be tested before they left. Octane refused to let the doctor or the nurse bandage him back up forcing Lifeline to do it.     “Ya know I won’t be here tomorrow. So ya’ll h-”     “You said you’d stay with me.” He turned towards her messing up her bandaging     “I said id stay as long as I could. Now sit still will ya.”     He got quiet and kept as still as he could which still had his hands moving and his head twitching. Even one of his legs bouncing that wasn’t in the way. As soon as she was done bandaging and she would get up he grabbed her hand and just held it.     “Ya said ya’d do what the doctor said.” She reminded him.     Then the nurse came in with his breakfast tray. Awkwardly putting it on the bed table and rushing off feeling like she interrupted something.     “I will. I will I will.” He uttered out fast but his tone was weighted with disappointment.     Ajay wrapped her arms around him and pulled him towards her. His back against her chest and decided to do something he wouldn’t expect. Her lips found the right side of his neck right next those beauty marks she liked. She started to suck and her teeth bit down just a bit for she planned the leave the darkest hickey she could.     Octavio couldn’t believe what was happening his head moved more to the side to give her full access. One of his hands gripped the sheets and the other rested on her arm squeezing it. If he wasn’t in full Octane headgear currently she might have seen his mouth hang open a little. He started to squirm as it went on and he let out a moan “Aaay”     Not wanting him to get to excited she stopped not knowing she already failed at that, “There, Now ya got something to tide ya over.” He was silent, “Well, say something?”     “I am so taking a picture of this!”     Ajay just laughed as Octane did just what he said. He took pictures of the hickey on his neck from a few different angles as well as using the selfie stick. He even got one with Lifeline in the background without her noticing. He really had no intention of sharing the pictures with his fans. This would be something just for him to remember, like the pictures he snuck of her during matches.     When he was done and finally got to eating, “Hospital food is so bland. They should really spice it up.”     “Lets go for a walk when ya done.” Ajay crossed her arms and leaned against the wall between him and the door.     “Can we get Chinese?” He asked hyper.     “No.”     She took him out when he was done making sure he knew how fast and what type of movement she wanted him to keep too. Though a part of her doubted he would. She just hoped he would stay for as long as the doctors wanted and take his antibiotics on time.     “I won’t be back in time for the next apex games.” Lifeline said towards the end of the walk.     “Will you be watching?” He wrapped an arm around her shoulders as they walked.     She shrugged “Most likely. If not I’ll see the highlights.”     “I’ll be the champion, so you won’t miss me yea?”     “Ya betta be.” Then her phone went off. “I gotta get this.”     She stepped away and answered it. He eavesdropped, “wait ya leaving early?… I know… I can make it...” She hung up and looked up at him. “I gotta run. See ya when I get back. Make sure ya go back to that room.” She told him as she started to jog in place.     He raised a hand and waved. “I love you Ajay.”     “Love ya too.” She waved as she ran off and he turned around and walked back slow for him with a sad slouch. He made it back to his room. He rested back against the door rubbing his neck. He felt the hickey and bolted after her. When he caught up with her he wrapped his arms around her.     “I know you have to go. But one minuto por favor.”     “Ya shouldn’t have ran here.” She scolded half heartedly.     “I know.” He squeezed her a bit tighter wishing there weren’t so many people around.     “Ya betta head back to the hospital after this.” She rested her hands on his arms and squeezed.     “I will run back!”     She just laughed and when he finally started to loosen she turned around. She gave him a hug back and then they said another set of goodbyes. He stood there watching her walk off.     Ajay was pleasantly surprised by what he did. Much of what he did so far was the same playing, teasing and joking as when they were friends. Even if not much changes the little things like this was nice.     Before she was too far out of sight she turned around and saw him still standing there. She blew him a kiss and then started to jog off just making it in time. She was glad she already had her bag delivered.     A couple days into her trip Lifeline realized she should probably unblock and check on Octane. It was the day he is supposed to be leaving the hospital. She debated what to send as he always was the one to bug her first. Then her notification sound rung. She laughed.     Octane:We never talked about a 1st date chica.     Lifeline:How ya know I unblocked ya?     Octane:I didn’t. just kept messaging until it sent.     Lifeline:LOL guess ya had nothing else to do.     Octane:4 sure chica.     Octane: A picture was sent he took of himself giving a thumbs up at an angle that showed his side. It had completely healed not even a scar was left behind. She could see the hospital room in shambles in the background.     She let out a relieved sigh as she was afraid it would scar like his face did. Ajay at times wondered why his face ended up scaring while other injuries sustained from that grenade healed like nothing happened. Still she never devoted much thought to it as what happens to ya happens to ya.     Lifeline:I see ya made yaself at home. Only a few days and the rooms a mess. Still I’m glad it didn’t scar.     Octane: Yea, sad about this tho.     Octane:Another picture sent closer to his face it turned to the side. Showing the hickey was completely gone too.     Octane:Didn’t even last la noche     Lifeline:I thought ya were checking out 2day.     Octane:Waiting on test results. Then I’m gone.     Lifeline:Keep taking the antibiotics.     Octane:I will. Don’t worry.     Octane:So wat about our 1st date plans?     Lifeline:I don’t recall having plans.     Octane:Lets make plans.     Octane:The date will be the day after U get back.     Lifeline:I expected ya to say the day of.     Octane:I want U for the entire day.     Lifeline:Ok just don’t make a “board the Octrain” comment.     Octane:U don’t want to board the Octrain?     Lifeline:haha     Octane:Te amo. I love U.     Lifeline:Love ya too     Lifeline:My return date could change. So how about I plan it?     Octane:As long as I get the whole day with U.     Octane:Let me know if there is any way I can help yea?     Lifeline: 4 sure. Gotta go.     Octane:I’ll bug U later.          He messaged her at least 2 times a day. In the afternoon he would say hope the day goes fast, and at night Dulces sueños de mi,sweet dreams of me. When he was bored he would message her telling her that. Which just made her laugh a bit to herself. She got the sense he just wanted attention.     She couldn’t reply very often for she was kept busy. She also had other conversations going having to do with her date plans. Still she always replied when she got the chance to the one in the afternoon with the countdown of days.           Octane:Hope the day goes fast.     Lifeline: 5 days left.     Octane:Wait it was 3 ayer.     Lifeline:I’ll tell ya later.     She knew if she didn’t respond he would message her more. Despite wishing that things were on schedule she was at least glad it wouldn’t mess up her plans so far. She wouldn’t respond to him until late at night. Even if she would end up exhausted the next day she would talk to him.     Octane:I won’t go to bed till U message me.     An hour after he sent that message     Lifeline:Send me a picture.     Octane:He sent her a picture of a kick scooter.     Lifeline:Very funny.     Octane:Wat?     Lifeline:I want one of ya.     Octane:He then sent a picture of him but with his mask lowered down just below his mouth and his tongue sticking out at her.     Lifeline:Haha     She should have figured he would do something like that. He always did like messing around and playing. He wouldn’t be himself if he didn’t do that. It was enough however to cheer her up.     Octane:So wat happened?     Lifeline:There was a rock slide so we are staying a couple more days to help.     Octane:That sucks     Octane:U ok right?     Lifeline:I am just tired.     Octane: …Then U should sleep…     Lifeline:Ya don’t really want me to sleep yet huh?     Octane:No     Lifeline:I don’t want to sleep yet.     Octane:I miss U Ajay.     Lifeline:I've been away from ya longer and ya were blocked too.     Octane:I missed U then 2.     Lifeline:Why a pic of a scooter?     Octane:I’m thinkin of buying it.     Lifeline:Looks like ya style.     Octane:Ajay?     Lifeline:yes?     Octane:Are we going to have sex on our 1st date?     Lifeline:probably…Why?     Octane:I want to make sure I’m ready.     Lifeline:Need to buy condoms?     Octane:No.     Octane:He sent a picture of himself leaning back on his bed. The angle showing his shaft straining against his pants creating a sizable bulge.     Lifeline:(* 0_0 *)     Octane:Ur not that innocent chica.     Lifeline:I know it. Always wanted to use that face tho.     Octane:U want to see more? ;)     Lifeline:On our 1st date.     Octane:So that a si to 1st date sex?     Lifeline:Maybe :P     Octane:No fair.     Octane:Ajay?     Octane:Ajay U still awake?     Octane:Dulces sueños de mi.

Chapter 1 - A Show To Remember

Within the Pride ring of Hell, a luxury pink convertible drives up a pathway toward a large building. Fixed atop the building were the words, 'Hazbin Hotel.' A generally unassuming albeit garish-looking place, which in itself made it fit perfectly within the confines of the Underworld. Coming to a stop, the passenger-side car door opens, and a long pair of high-heeled boots steps out, soon followed by their owner, none other than the celebrity singer of both Hell and Earth herself, Verosika Mayday. However, instead of her usual confidence, which left most people swooning after her, her face was fixed on an expression of confusion and concern, especially as she got a better look at the place she was expected to enter. Turning toward her driver, she gives the large Hellhound a nod, who then nods back to her before driving off, leaving the singer all by her lonesome as she takes a breath to steady herself. After which, she tries to regain some of the confidence she would usually have and proceeds forward to the front door. "And I'm tellin' you, I don't know what happened to your whiskey! So stop accusin' me of shit that I ain't even do!" A muffled voice yells out from inside the building. "Bullshit! I saw you checkin' out my liquor cabinet last night. And the next time I went in there, it was gone!" Another voice yells back, sending a shock of reluctance through the once self-assured singer as she raises up a hand to knock. "I was just checkin' to see if you had any wine! Mama's gotta wind down at the end of the day somehow, you paranoid old man!" The first voice calls back. "Well, you better hope I find it then. Cause for every second that I don't, you're banned from the bar!" The second, more gruff voice yells just as Verosika knocks. "Husky!- Oh, damn it. See, someone's probably here to complain about our screamin'." The first voice says before Verosika could hear what sounded like footsteps approaching the door, causing her to try and straighten herself out to the best of her abilities and look her part the moment the door is thrown open, and she ends up coming face to face with.... "Angel Dust?" Verosika asks, raising an eyebrow at the pornstar, who looks just as shocked as she did to see her there. "Verosika? The fuck are you doin' here?" Angel asks, looking up and down the singer's frame. She could ask him the exact same thing. "Got a request from the princess of Hell for a private meeting." Verosika says, lifting up her sunglasses to peer past Angel into the building behind him, seeing nothing really of note. For a second, Angel seems to process the information given to him before his face suddenly lights up with a smile as he lets out a little chuckle. "No, shit." He practically mutters under his breath before stepping to the side to let her in. "Heh, head on in, I'll go get Charlie for ya'." Angel says as he walks off, going up a flight of nearby stairs, still giggling to himself while Verosika watches him go. It was strange seeing a pornstar as infamous as Angel Dust working in a place like this. Their relationship wasn't exactly the strongest. But there had been enough occasions of them meeting for Verosika and him to get onto a first-name basis. And so, to see him working in a place that was trying to repent sinners was almost as disconcerting as how the place around her looked. Walking forward, Verosika continues to look around, finding the place to slowly grow on her the more time she spends in it all until a sharp and gruff voice calls out to her and causes her to jump. "Hey!" Verosika turned on her heel to see a demon working behind a bar who was giving her a dirty enough look to tell the singer that he didn't know who she was. "You just window shoppin' or lookin' to fuck off." The gruff demon asks, still not looking all that pleased by Verosika's presence, ticking the singer off if ever so slightly but still decides to play things off. "Which would you prefer? Because from where I'm standing," Verosika slides onto one of the chairs by the bar, grabbing hold of the drink slinger's arm in the process. "I think I'm seeing something worth buying. Although, a drink would be nice." Verosika gushes, using her usual seductive technique, which doesn't seem to have any effect on him as he quickly pulls his arm free from her grip. "Heh, don't think I don't know about you succubitches and all the schemes you pull to get yourself a free glass. You can either pay for it or get out." The bartender retorts as he looks into her eyes with a look of almost pure and utter disdain. Faltering, Verosika lets her facade slip as she lets out an aggravated sigh. "Blood wine, thanks." She says as she slaps a few dollars on the table, which the bartender is more than happy to take as he then goes and gets her the drink that she requested. "So, someone with your reputation, I doubt you're looking for redemption." The bartender asks as he pours her her glass of wine. Oh, so he DID know who she was. Taking this new information in, Verosika bites her tongue as she takes the glass slid over to her. "Don't know if you heard me tell Angel, but I've got a meeting with your boss." Verosika explains before taking a swig, at the same time noticing how the bartender seems to tense in place at the mention of who he works for. "Heh, sure that's a good idea? Don't think he's the type of demon you want to make deals with." The bartender chuckles under her breath. "Wait, he?" Verosika asks. "I believe he's referring to me, darling." A staticky announces directly next to Verosika, just about causing her to fall out of her chair as she turns in her seat to see another demon, this one much more put together than the bartender, as he confidently takes a seat right next to her. "Who-" "Ha! Ha! Alastor, my dear. A pleasure to meet you!" The demon now revealed to be Alastor, says as he quickly shakes Verosika's hand. "My, I must say, how much of an honor it is to meet a woman of your.... Calibar." Alastor smiles, his eyes flickering with a deeper evil that causes a shiver to rack up Verosika's spine. "I do hope my associate, Husker, there wasn't too particularly harsh with you." Alastor says, turning to look at Husker, who avoids meeting his gaze. "He does have quite the tendency to forget about his manners...." Alastor says, his voice dripping with venom. "In any case," Alastor chirps, his seemingly sinister nature turning on a dime as his head snapped back to look at her.  "What's the occasion of your visit? Looking to stay the night? Redemption? Need a good laugh? Well, I can assure you I run a mean comedy night." Alastor badgers Verosika with questions, overwhelming her slightly as she begins to feel sweat beading across her forehead. Verosika might've been confident in herself as a person and her abilities as a demon of Hell, but if there's one thing that she learned during her time in the Underworld, it's that there was always someone bigger. And looking at Alastor now, she could tell, comparatively, that she was merely a fish in the pond compared to the shark currently staring her down, almost like he was peering into her soul itself. But before things could get too hot, she heard a new voice. "Easy there, Alastor!" Turning to look, Verosika watches as Angel Dust returns, only this time joined by another demon who was unmistakably the daughter of the head honcho of Hell itself. "Don't want to overwhelm our guest when she's just arrived." She adds as she holds out a hand for Verosika to shake. "Hi, Charlie Morningstar, I'm the one who called you?" Looking down at the hand offered to her, the most brain-dead imps in the farthest sides of Hell could tell her to take it, not out of any common curiosity, but because the one being offered it was the daughter of the big guy himself. And yet, Verosika simply waves a hand and says, "Yeah, whatever. So are we going to do this thing or what?" Earning herself a noticeable few glances from Husker and Alastor while Angel Dust suppressed a laugh at how she was acting. But most interesting of all was Charlie herself, who, rather than becoming outraged or awkward, lets out a nervous chuckle while her face burned a noticeable shade of red. Not red of embarrassment, no, what Verosika saw came with an unmistakable smell, that being arousal. This caused that feeling of concern to become that usual feeling of self-assured confidence. Finally, though, once the awkward air had cleared slightly, Charlie stepped up and cleared her throat before saying, "O-Of course, come right this way." Looking flustered as ever, she began taking Verosika away from her friends, leaving them all confused—all except Angel, who watched them walk away, still chuckling to himself all the while. "The Hell are you laughing at?" Husker asks, noticing how Angel is acting. "Oh, nothing. Just.... Uh.... I mean, I didn't expect Verosika to do something like that to Charlie." Angel says, albeit awkwardly, as Husker himself doesn't look all that convinced by his explanation. "Whatever, I'm going on a smoke break." Angel rolls his eyes before turning on his heel to leave. "Verosika, you clever, clever bitch." Angel mutters to himself, only loud for himself to hear, as he pulls out a pack of cigarettes. All things considered, he always had a feeling that they'd be into shit like that. ---- "I'm so glad you could make the trip here. I understand a woman such as yourself is quite a busy person." Charlie says as she leads Verosika through the seemingly neverending winding halls of the hotel, the blush she got in the lobby still on her face, albeit slightly faded. "Well, when the princess of Hell calls, don't think anyone is going to look the other way." Verosika comments casually, a smirk plastered on her face as she gets a good look at Charlie's body from behind. Something that, unbeknownst to the succubus singer, Charlie herself could sense, and yet, rather than say anything, she continued to march forward. "You'd be surprised." Charlie jokes back, half nervously, half sadly, as she remembers all the failed attempts to get people into the hotel. "Alright, here we are," Charlie announces as she rounds a corner and pushes a pair of large wooden doors open. Instead of an office, they reveal a full luxury bedroom, confirming what Verosika was already thinking as she strolled inside behind Charlie. "U-Um, Vaggie, we have a guest!" Charlie calls out as she approaches a demon lying on a nearby bed who turns to look at the duo as they enter. Brushing some of her grey hair out of her face to get a better look at the two as they come to a stop, she stands up from where she was lying to walk over to Charlie and pull her into a hug before turning toward Verosika. "So your...." Vaggie starts. "Verosika Mayday. I'm sure you've heard of me." Verosika smiles while Vaggie looks slightly concerned. "Not really." Vaggie comments back before turning toward Charlie and saying, "Hey, could I talk to you for a sec." She then proceeds to drag the princess of Hell herself to the side. "Don't take too long, I'm a busy woman with things to do." Verosika scoffs, really just saying it to get under Vaggie's skin, which seems to be the reaction she gets as the demon lets out an exasperated huff as she glances at Verosika. "I'm sure you can wait." Vaggie mutters before turning to Charlie as they both begin to discuss something amongst themselves while Verosika watches from a distance, giving her all the chance she needs to look around the room she is now in. "Nice digs." Verosika thinks to herself as she sees how the room was fit quite literally for a princess. Heck, it even came with a perfect view of the entirety of Pride. It was at that moment, however, that Verosika really took in where she was, causing her already heavy-duty ego to inflate to new heights. "Fuckin' suck it, Blitzo." She mutters under her breath before she begins to turn her attention to the private conversation Vaggie and Charlie are having. "I just want to make sure that you won't get hurt if we do this." "Vaggie, it's fine. Honestly. You asked me what I wanted, and this is it. But I don't want to force you into doing anything that you don't want to do." "Charlie, as long as it's for you, you could never force me to do anything that I didn't want to." Their sweet talk nearly made Verosika hurl as she rolled her eyes, growing more and more impatient until the duo finally came to some sort of consensus, with Charlie stepping up and saying, "So, Ms. Mayday, I assume you're at least somewhat curious as to why I called you here today." "You want me to fuck you." Verosika responds simply, smiling coyly as she enjoys how red Charlie's face becomes, an honestly quite adorable sight to see, while to the side of her, Vaggie simply opts to groan at her blunt nature. "Well...." Charlie starts swallowing some spit that has formed in her mouth. "Not exactly," She adds as she steps back to grab Vaggie by her shoulders. "I actually want you to fu- have sex with my girlfriend." Charlie finally cuts to the chase, leaving Verosika honestly quite stunned at what was just revealed to her. "Wha- Really?" Verosika asks, a part of her wondering if this was some sort of prank because, from what she just heard, it all sounded too good to be true. "Yep!" Charlie responds cheerfully, albeit with a face that is as red as the suit she is currently wearing. "Vaggie and I, we just wanted to try some new things in the bedroom, and we've had our eye on you for a while now, but it's uh, totally up to you if you want to do it." Charlie says as Verosika looks over toward Vaggie, who herself seems slightly conflicted but more or less willing to go with what was being proposed by her girlfriend. "Hmmmm...." Verosika hums as she walks over to Vaggie, getting a good look at her in the process. She was athletic, with a tight and tender body fit for fighting and fucking people up. Along with that, there just seemed to be some sort of ora about her that left the succubus intrigued. And while she was disappointed she wouldn't get the chance to bed Lucifur's daughter, she guessed Lucifur's daughter's girlfriend would have to do. "Fuck it, alright." Verosika says, wondering what's honestly the worst that could happen as she looks over at Charlie, who looks ecstatic at her answer. "Oh, really? That's great!" She nearly beams in place while her girlfriend next to her looks slightly nervous but more or less happy with making her happy. "So, where do you wanna do it? Here? Another bedroom? Downstairs with the others watching?" Verosika asks, causing Vaggie's face to flush red this time as she looks like she's about to start yelling at Verosika. "Well, seeing as how we're already in our bedroom, maybe you could do it here?" Charlie offers. "Whatever. Don't mind getting some pussy on the princess of Hell's bed." Verosika says as she walks over to the bed, with Charlie and Vaggie following up behind her, both looking nervous for entirely different reasons. "So, you wanna leave the room or...." Verosika says as she turns toward Charlie, who quickly bounds over to a nearby chair. "No, I was hoping I could watch, if that's alright with you, that is." Charlie says sheepishly as she sits down on a nearby couch. "Hmph, whatever, don't really care." Verosika says before looking at Vaggie and saying, "Now, then, you. Bed, clothes off, now." However, instead of doing what she asked, Vaggie reaches out and grabs hold of Verosika by her collar, a look of outrage laced on her anger on her face as she says, "Now listen here, you little puta, if you think that I'm going to just let you talk to her that way-" "Vaggie, it's fine." Charlie chirps up, causing both Verosika and Vaggie to turn toward her. "Just, uh, do what she says. Please?" Charlie adds, with Vaggie sighing exhaustedly before letting go of Verosika while the singer smirks down at her. "Okay, just don't fuckin' push it." Vaggie says as she reaches up and begins to undo her clothing, showing off her athletic and overall nice-looking body covered with what appear to be various small scars here and there. But beyond that, Verosika didn't mind in the least as Vaggie revealed herself fully to both herself and to Charlie, who only continued to watch from afar, biting her lower lip as she marveled at her girlfriend's body. From everything from her strong built muscles to her fairly normal-sized chest. Nevertheless, once she was done, Vaggie proceeded to climb up onto the bed, lying back on it as she fixed her gaze squarely on Verosika. "So, how do you want to do this? Wanna eat each other out or something. We've got some toys, too, if that'll live up to your celebrity standards." Vaggie jokes casually, obviously not expecting much from the singer, while to the side, Charlie looks like she's about to burst at the seams with suppressed arousal as she gets ready to watch her girlfriend have sex with another woman. However, for her part, Verosika simply laughs as she shrugs off her coat, letting it fall to the side as she then stands atop the bed. "Don't know if you know this, but us succubi and inccubi are resourceful." She starts as she slowly waves her hips, pulling in both Vaggie and Charlie as she trails her hands down her waist to the bottom hem of her dress, where she then pulls it up to reveal a pair of panties. However, the most attention-grabbing thing was the fact that behind the undergarments was a pair of cock and balls fit and ready to burst through the thin fabric, something which catches both Vaggie and Charlie completely off guard. "Woah, woah, woah, woah." Vaggie backs up on the bed, taken aback by the complete and total turn of events of what she was expecting. "I thought you were a woman." She says, shocked also bluntly, making Verosika chuckle while Charlie almost looks like she's trembling in place. "V-Vaggie...." She says softly toward her girlfriend, grabbing her attention. "I-It's fine, just p-pretend it's one of the toys we use." Charlie goes on to say, trying to convince her girlfriend. "Doubt any toys you got are going to be able to compete with what I've got here." Verosika says as she reaches up and grabs hold of her panties before pulling them down, letting her massive 14-inch pink-colored cock pop free while her testicles of similar color hang beneath. "But to answer your question." She turns toward Vaggie. "I AM a woman. It's just that a succubus like myself knows a few tricks or two to pull enough strings to get something like this to happen." Still looking not all that convinced, Charlie reaches out and grabs hold of Vaggie's hand, causing the both of them to look into each other's eyes. "You don't have to do this if you don't want to." Charlie says softly, causing a more subtle loving blush to grow across Vaggie's face as she takes her girlfriend's hand into her own and kisses it. "Alright, as long as you're okay with this." Vaggie says back, just as softly as Charlie did. "Yawn, can we get to the fucking now?" Verosika asks, breaking the nice and tender moment both Charlie and Vaggie had going for themselves. Vaggie looks toward the singer with an annoyed expression while Charlie pulls back, slightly embarrassed by the succubus' intrusion into their conversation. "Yes, yes. Sorry, keep going." Charlie reassures as she leans back in her seat, leaving Vaggie to turn back toward Verosika, who looks back at her with an expectant expression. "Okay, let's just get this shit over with." Vaggie sighed, giving Verosika permission to approach her, cock dangling limply between her legs, not exactly in the correct form that Vaggie herself was expecting. "Aren't you supposed to be hard?" She asks as a result as her gaze focuses up toward Verosika's own. "Well, it's not going to get ready by itself," Verosika says, fully explaining what she wanted Vaggie to do without going into all that much detail about it. Sure enough, the grey-skinned demon understood completely, although, to be fair, she had expected her mini-strip show to do the trick in getting Verosika nice and hard. "Ugh, can't believe I'm doing this." Vaggie thinks to herself as she reaches out a hand and grabs hold of Verosika's member, at the same time, turning a glance over to the side to see how Charlie looked like she was about to fall off her chair due to how close she was trying to watch. At the same time, however, she saw who she was doing this for, and even though it was obvious to anyone around that she had her reservations about the deed, she still took a breath and committed herself to it as she began to stroke Verosika off, not exactly in the most professional manner out there, due to the fact that handling something like this wasn't usually her deal or preference, but still more than enough as she began to shallowly stroke at Verosika's long and hard member, slowly but surely getting it hard in the process. However, to the demon that she was giving the handie to, she was far from impressed. Looking down at Vaggie, Verosika had to stop herself from scoffing at the below-average handjob she was getting. Due to her fame, there were plenty of people out there willing to throw themselves at her every beck and call, especially when it came to anything sexual. And even then, the most un-experienced sexual deviants out there were able to give her handjobs multiple times better than whatever Vaggie was trying to do. "Look, I know you probably only know how to eat and finger little Ms. Daisy's pussy over there, but try and put some effort into it." Verosika rolls her eyes, earning herself a dirty glare from Vaggie but still proceeds to feel the demon below her begin to put a modicum more amount of effort into what she was doing. Enough to the point that after what felt like far too long, Vaggie finally got her fully hard but now proceeded to stare down the head of Verosika's fully engorged member as a drop of pre slowly oozed out from the tip, disgusting the prudish demon as a result. "Okay, so are we going to do this thing, or what?" Vaggie says, turning away to slowly start the process of shifting herself over onto her front before she's suddenly stopped as Verosika clears her throat, causing her to turn back toward her. "What?" She asks plainly. "Aren't you going to get me ready?" Verosika asks the question as if Vaggie were the dumbest person in Hell, causing the demon to bite her lip to keep herself from snapping at the singer once again. However, she is nevertheless still confused by what she means. "I thought the handjob was supposed to be the thing that got you ready." Vaggie responds, glancing over at Charlie, who looks slightly sheepish while at the same time beginning to have a noticeable wet spot grow in her pants, particularly in the crotch region, as she watches as things progress. "Ugh, how fucking stupid are you?" Verosika asks, gritting even further on Vaggie's already shredded nerves as she takes a step forward, getting her cock closer to the demon's face. "You want me to put this thing inside you dry? Cause I'm totally up for that if you think that you can handle it." Verosika explains, causing Vaggie to internally grimace at the idea of putting whatever Verosika had going for herself between her legs inside her mouth. "U-Um...." Charlie chirps up, causing the attention of the two to look toward her. "We do have some l-lubricant if you think that might help things move along." The sheepish daughter of the king of Hell offers. "Eh, nah. That shit makes things boring." Verosika says, taking a step forward enough to cause the head of her member to smear across Vaggie's almost revolted-looking face. "Besides, I wanna see how your bitch looks choking on my cock." Verosika adds, with Charlie quickly shutting up afterward while Vaggie looks like she wants to say something rather rude to the singer, and yet, she continues to stay quiet, keeping it to herself as she turns her gaze back toward the member in front of her. "Just suck it, right? Okay, shouldn't be too hard." Vaggie thinks to herself as she slowly opens her mouth and slowly takes the head of the member into her mouth, coughing and sputtering all the while once her taste buds get a taste of the salty pre still leaking out of the head of Verosika's cock. "God, I love breaking slut's in like this." Verosika chuckles, her prodding her words having a greater and greater effect on Vaggie as she struggles to maintain some semblance of control over her emotions, especially as she tries sucking on the head of the singer's cock, forcing herself. As a result, she swallowed down her salty substance, much to her own raw horror. But as she glanced toward Charlie out of the corner of her eye and saw how fascinated and, most of all, aroused she looked, it didn't seem all that bad. Sure, Verosika was still acting like a total cunt, but at the very least, she could live with the fact that she was helping serve one of her girlfriend's more delicate and private fantasies. And that she was as Charlie felt herself burning up from the inside the further, she saw Vaggie struggle with taking Verosika's cock. It felt wrong, on so many levels, to see her do it. And yet, all at the same time, it was one of the most arousing things she had ever seen; there really wasn't any in between about it. As for Verosika herself, however, she still wasn't impressed. Even though she technically had her lips around her cock, it was still evidently clear that Vaggie wasn't putting all that much effort into what she was doing due to more personal apprehensions. Annoying the singer just as much as it amused her to watch from above as this useless lesbian tried slobbering over the tip of her cock. "Fuck, your really terrible at this, aren't you." Verosika taunts as Vaggie flashes an annoyed look up at her and pops her lips free from her member. "Well, I'm sorry I'm not one of your bitchy bimbo's willing to slobber over anything as long as it pleases you. Perra molesta...." Vaggie mutters that last part under her breath as Verosika raises an eyebrow down at her before sighing annoyedly. "Fine, if I have to do EVERYTHING around here, then I'll at least show you the right way to do it." Verosika says as she reaches out and harshly grabs hold of Vaggie's hair, causing her to gasp out in pain slightly, which in of itself gives the demon, above all, the chance to shove her cock down the entirety of her throat, penetrating her gullet in the process until her waist comes colliding up against her nose and her thick pink balls slap up against her chin. From the place where she was sitting, Charlie nearly sat up as she saw Vaggie's eyes go wide as her throat was filled with cock, and especially as Verosika began to ream her throat out like it was nothing more than a pussy to use for her own pleasure. But rather than do anything, she felt an overwhelming urge to slowly sit back down, even as her girlfriend reaches out both of her hands to grab hold of Verosika's plump ass to try and control her thrusting. Even then, however, it did little to nothing to stop the volley of pounding thrusts that were being dealt into her mouth. "Oh, yeah! Now this is MUCH better than the shit you were trying earlier." Verosika comments as she uses her painfully tight grip on Vaggie's head to yank her face up and down her member while at the same time thrusting her hips back and forth, working herself like she usually did whenever she was fucking someone's face. And to see Vaggie struggle to take down simply half of it was just the icing on the cake of it all, even as the demon beneath proved to have some strength behind her as she tried to stop the face fucking that was currently occurring. But that ultimately did little to nothing in actually stopping her. Much to Vaggie's own chagrin as she felt her throat being bludgeoned by Verosika's thick, juicy member. A generally difficult experience to go through as is, and something that she barely had any control over as the singer thrust her cock away into the deepest parts of her mouth. As a result, causing what could only be described as a volley of fluids to spill out from her mouth and gush down onto her chest and the bed beneath her while all of this was going on. Even then, however, with Verosika stepping things up drastically, she still wasn't satisfied with Vaggie's performance. "God, a dyke like you can't really handle sucking cock, can't you?" Verosika asks, earning herself another, albeit this time, watery-eyed glare from Vaggie as she simply tries to breathe every time the head of the singer's member comes back from bashing down through her throat. "GLKK! GLKG! GLKGL! GLKGLK!" Vaggie gurgles wetly, eyes full of outrage as she hated how her face was being used by someone she found to be oh-so insufferable. And yet, she couldn't bring herself to stop things, not with how much her girlfriend seemed to be enjoying it. All the while to the side, Charlie was quietly huffing to herself as she continued to watch the show, unable to stop the heat of arousal from getting to her as she reached up a hand to undo her tie before soon throwing off her jacket, leaving herself to simply sit there and sweat as she watches her girlfriend fight for her life as her throat is repeatedly battered through and used by Verosika. Going back to how she was feeling earlier, on some level, she knew she shouldn't be aroused by this. And yet, she was, clear as day as the growing wetness in her pants showed off to both Verosika and Vaggie, continued to go to town together, amusing the singer more than anything else as she saw how the princess of Hell was doing. "Yeah, you like this, huh? Watchin' me throat fuck your lesbian girlfriend?" Verosika asks, with Charlie simply responding with a nervous nodding of her head before she then raises up a hand to bite down on her knuckle to keep herself from making any embarrising noises. Still, it was all the message Verosika needed to push things even further as she sped up her thrusting as she closed the distance even further every time she pulled her hips back, making the act of breathing all the more difficult for Vaggie as she gagged, gurgles, and retches around the intruding bulbous member making use of her face. "In that case, what do you think about this?" Verosika asks with a sly smirk as she then raises one of her gorgeous legs to stand on Vaggie's shoulder as she proceeds to start fucking her cock directly down the demon's throat, putting the sounds that were coming out of the woman in question's mouth into complete and total overdrive as her face was truly being used while below, her throat could be seen bulging tightly as it struggled to hold the massive member currently clogging up inside of it. As for Charlie, she just about implode from the inside out from her seat as her pale-ish body seemed to grow into another shade of red, eventually forcing her to slip off her suspenders as even those made her feel far too constricted given what she was currently seeing as that urge to reach down to her pants to start playing with herself grew even stronger, enough to the point that her hands began to move. However, before she could do anything, Verosika quickly snapped at her. "HEY!" She shouts, causing Charlie to jump as she suddenly freezes in place as she turns to look toward the singer as she continues to fuck her girlfriend's face, although instead of focusing on the demon's head she currently had tucked between her legs, her gaze landed squarely on Charlie as she glares at her with a look that even left her slightly intimidated as she sat. "Didn't say you could fucking touch yourself, did I?" Verosika asks, with Charlie nervously shaking her head in response. "Keep those hands by your sides, I don't want you getting off just yet." She goes on to explain as her gaze softens slightly before delivering Charlie a small wink that just about knocks her out right then and there. Usually, if anyone talked to Charlie like that, they earned themselves the mean end of her spear, and yet, Vaggie was unable to do anything as she was forced to handle the member currently lodged down her throat. One that was currently slamming away to its heart's content, while above, Verosika's hand continued to dig into her hair as she used it to propel herself even further and deeper down her throat. All the while, down below, the singer's thick pair of balls, now spit slick thanks to the mess that was Vaggie's chin, continued to whap off her chin in repeated quick motions. But for Verosika herself, she practically felt like she was on cloud 9. Fucking the face of the princess of Hell's girlfriend right in front of her? It almost seemed like she died and went to Heaven. Although, if this was the kind of treatment she could continue to get in Hell, then she'd be more than fine with staying for the rest of eternity as she felt how Vaggie's throat clenched around her cock. It held on for dear life, trying to handle the rockus intruder currently plundering it, all the while working its tight, warm, wet, and twitching magic that just about left Verosika's head spinning. Even then, however, she wanted to step things up one final notch. And that she does as she then steps over Vaggie's shoulders, forcing her face to look directly up but, in turn, gives Verosika the chance to completely and utterly destroy the demon's face with her hot pink rod as she begins working herself up to a point that her hips practically looked like a blur of solid movement, causing Vaggie's gurgled cries to ring out even louder while Charlie looked like she was just about to fall apart due to the repressed arousal that was currently flowing through her body and something that she wasn't allowed to act upon even though every fiber of her being was screaming at her to do so. "Fuck, now this is more like it!" Verosika says, moaning slightly as she only continues to move faster and faster, going beyond anything any normal demon could go at and straight into territory fit for residents part of the Lust ring of Hell, and Vaggie was taking it all. Even as her brain felt like it was being rattled in her skull the longer things went on. Then, without a single warning, Verosika slams her hips down one last time, just about breaking Vaggie's neck in the process as the singer launches into a long and exaggerated moan as she begins to propel hot, sticky blasts of cum directly down the demon's throat. Causing, in turn, both Vaggie and Charlie's eyes to go wide at how much Verosika was able to provide. With Vaggie just about to pass out from the lack of oxygen being granted to her while for Charlie, sweat streamed down her face as the grip she had on the chair finally broke through and her sharp fingers pierce through the leather. All the while, Verosika continues to grind her crotch into Vaggie's face and moan loudly as her seed is spilled down the demon's face. Eventually, though, the tide of fluids begins to subside before finally ending as Verosika slowly began the process of sliding her cock free from Vaggie's face, taking all the time in the world in the meantime as Vaggie's mind slowly came back to her, just in bits in pieces until in one final movement, Verosika pulls her member free, allowing the demon to finally fill her lungs with air after missing it for so long. "The fuck was that!?" Vaggie asks angrily after having finally caught her breath; at the same time, a look of pure and utter fury stood strong across her expression as she glared daggers at the singer, who herself didn't seem all that intimidated. "Well, I AM a performer, so I have to make sure I give one helluva of a show. Right, Charlie?" Verosika says as both women suddenly turn toward the woman in question as she sits nervously where she always did, her gaze switching between the utter smugness of Verosika and the pure frustration of Vaggie as she sits there, completely taken off guard now that she was the center of attention. "Uh.... I guess?" Charlie says sheepishly, her gaze flickering away from Vaggie, who, despite her current anger, was still able to tell that she was into what she saw when Verosika fucked her mouth. As a result, cooling off some of that anger she had as she lets out a tired sigh. "So," Verosika starts. "We gonna keep going or what?" Looking back toward Charlie, Vaggie was more than tired of what had been going on and Verosika herself, but as her girlfriend flashed her a pleading look, she ultimately relented. "F-Fine.... Just, just don't go too hard, alright?" "Ugh, whatever you say." Verosika says in a mocking tone, sparking some flashes of anger through Vaggie before she's taken off guard as Verosika suddenly reaches down and grabs hold of both of her ankles and, in one quick motion, pushes them above her head, giving herself a good chance to see the pussy she was going to be working with, at the same time lining her still hard cock head up against the entrance to her pussy. "Heh, can't have been too bad for you if you're THIS wet down here." Verosika says, commenting on the noticeable wetness that had begun to build between Vaggie's legs. Which in itself was nothing compared to the absolute mess that was Charlie. With the crotch of her pants practically soaked through completely as she stood on heightened nerves, eager to see where Verosika was going to take this. "So, Charlie," Verosika says, turning toward her. "Ready to watch me fuck your girlfriend?" She asks as Charlie has to stop herself from shouting her answer. "Y-Yes...." She says, subdued as she can feel her heart just about to beat through her chest itself. "Yes, what?" Verosika pushes, prodding Charlie to give her a full answer. "Hey, be nice to her-" "It's fine, Vaggie." Charlie interrupts Vaggie before clearing her throat. "Yes, I'm ready to watch you fuck my girlfriend." Charlie says clearly, something that's practically music to Verosika's ears as she then rears back her hips to thrust herself inside Vaggie. "Wait, just give me a second to pre- PARE!!!!" Vaggie tries to plead with the singer given the go-ahead, but her words come far too late as Verosika spears her cock deep inside the velvet-like and vice-clenching insides of her pussy, causing her to scream loud enough that her voice just about fills the entirety of the room itself all the while at the same time, Verosika's, thick, cum-filled balls clap loudly over her asshole, adding that extra bit of stimulation that nearly causes her to just about cum right then and there. From there, Verosika doesn't waste a single getting down to business as she begins to wail her hips down against Vaggie's in a mating press, causing gushing fluids to fly free from the demon's lower lips as the sudden intrusion overwhelms her brain to degrees that she didn't even think was possible. But that was just the start of things as Verosika finds a pace that could only be described as inhuman and brutal as she fucks Vaggie with a passion and fiery lust that causes the bed they were on to creek and shake in place due to how fast the singer succubus was moving her body. A tried and true Lust ring inhabitant given as Verosika pounds into Vaggie like nobody else ever had before in her entire life. "GOooooooOOOooooooOD! SLlllloooooowwwww DooOOOWWWWwwwwwnnnnNNNNnNN!!!!" Vaggie wails as she feels her pussy being completely reshaped and changed to match and fit the girth belonging to the insufferable singer on top of her.  "God? Nah, he isn't here! The only God here is me!" Verosika laughs as she breaks down what once was a powerful and prideful demon under the strength of her member. A completely and utterly grueling process for both Vaggie and Charlie as Vaggie was the one who had to take it all and maintain some level of pride and dignity while Charlie, on the other hand, had to sit there without touching herself in the least. And it seemed that Verosika herself was only getting started as her body, in terms of speed, proceeded to ramp up even further as her cock surged all the way inside of Vaggie's pussy to the point that the fat bulbous head of her member bashed up against the entrance to her womb, causing literal tidal waves of pleasure to surge and course through Vaggie's frame and as a result, causes her pussy to also clench down onto Verosika's cock for dear life, something that the singer only took in stride. What a fucking life to live, right? First, she becomes a famous as shit singer superstar in both Hell and Earth, then, she gets the chance to fuckin' cuck Lucifer's daughter. It was all just about perfect. And Vaggie's pussy wasn't half bad, either. Wasn't the tightest in the world like some virgins she's fucked through, but still, wasn't half bad either as she slammed her cock away, leaving Vaggie a brutal moaning mess in the process as she practically writhed and shook underneath her, all the while Charlie was still holding herself back from playing with herself, even though it would've been clear to anybody who saw her that she was just about dying to.  "Heh, so what do you think? Who's better, me or your fucking cuck girlfriend?" Verosika asks, venom laced in her voice as she flashes a glance over at Charlie, who, for a second, seems slightly taken aback by the question but nevertheless goes with it anyway as she continues to watch along. "FUUUuucck yooooouuuUUUUU!!!!" Vaggie screams out in pleasure, only goading Verosika to thrust her body even harder down against hers, getting louder and louder moans of enjoyment out of her in the process. And to cap it all off, with one final thrust, Vaggie's pussy sprays out a literal volley of fluids that covers the bed underneath herself and Verosika. "GOoooooouuuuuuhhhhhhh!!!!" Vaggie moans, eyes just about rolling into the back of her skull as she feels Verosika work her magic even further in getting her to have orgasms that were the strongest she's ever felt in her life. "Bet your girlfriend never made you cum that hard, hasn't she?" Verosika pushes as her hips don't stop, not even for a second, even directly after having made Vaggie cum her brains out. With her only responce to the singer's continued goading being more moaning as she fights herself to keep herself from coming right out and saying it. She couldn't do that to Charlie, even if it was something that Charlie herself wanted, as she continued to watch the both of them. Vaggie couldn't just come right out and say that Verosika was better. The mere thought alone of what that might do to both her own and Charlie's dignity was more than enough to motivate her to keep it to herself. Even though, deep down, behind the facades of strength that she tries to put up, it was clear that Verosika was some of, if not the best sex Vaggie had ever had in her entire life. But while Vaggie was struggling with herself internally, Verosika turned toward Charlie and said, "Alright, bitch! Get fuckin' to it already. I wanna see those fingers deep inside that pussy." Giving Charlie the go-ahead to quickly tear off her pants and panties with her enhanced demonic strength and, in one quick motion, begin to viciously finger her pussy in and out, causing the once dignified daughter of Hell to moan like a bitch in heat as she masturbates to the sight of her girlfriend being utterly ravaged by succubus cock. Turning back toward Vaggie, Verosika only continues to thrust harder and faster, working herself up into such a fit that it wouldn't be all that surprising of an idea that the sounds of them going at it ended up reaching the others downstairs. It was just that hard and brutal, and Verosika continued to push herself even further as she then stared deep into Vaggie's eyes, slowly but surely forcing her to fall deeper under the spell she had her in as she used her succubus magic to enhance the pleasure she was feeling ten fold to really get under and deep inside of Vaggie's brain as her moans almost seemed to reach a sort of fever pitch, especially as her pussy shakes and twitches before cumming once again. Something that seemed nearly impossible to both Charlie and Vaggie at that moment, but was proved to be another skill Verosika had under her demonic belt as all the while, Vaggie's will continued to fade and fall faster and faster as she almost felt her mind becoming that of a brainless bimbo she'd usually look down upon. "C'mon, bitch! I wanna hear you say it! Say I feel better than your girlfriend!" Verosika pushed again, getting Vaggie closer and closer to that point where she would eventually say it, even though every single logical part of her brain was at that moment screaming at her not to say anything. And all at the same time, Charlie was already on her way to one of the strongest orgasms she'd ever felt in her entire life as everything inside her body seemed to almost grow weak besides the strength she had in herself to keep viciously fingering herself. It all just seemed to be leading some sort of junction, with all three women working their bodies into overdrive as Verosika's body almost glowed with a deep, powerful arousal that took both other women for a ride of their lives as they were completely enraptured. "SAY IT!" "FUCK! YOUR SO MUCH FUCKING BETTERRRRRRR!!!!" Vaggie finally screams as, all at once, all three women cum, with Verosika spraying the demon beneath her cunt full of her cream. At the same time, Vaggie herself unleashed one last blast of fluids that fully covered the cock currently penetrating her. And off to the side, Charlie hits that high as her pussy squirts out a burst of honey that coats her fingers, the only thing that got her to that point being what her girlfriend had just said. Grinding her hips down across Vaggie's, Verosika made sure to pump the bitch full of her cream, not sparing a single drop as she blasted the demon with her sperm, completely filling her up all the way from her womb and to the point that excess spurts of the substance began to ooze out past her vaginal lips. But eventually, once she was done, Verosika slowly pulled herself free. "Phew, not bad, bitch. Not the best fuck I've ever had, but still pretty good." Verosika says, wiping some sweat from her brow as she looks down at Vaggie, who, at that point, seems completely unable to respond to anything she has to say as she just simply lies there on the bed, looking almost broken. "Um," Charlie speaks up, attracting Verosika's attention as she turns to see the princess of Hell getting up from where she was sitting. "I don't think she'll be able to respond to you." She goes on to state the obvious. "Yeah, sluts tend to do that after I fuck them." Verosika says as she hops down from the bed as Charlie approaches her. "Thank you so much for doing this. I know it must've been slightly strange-" "Nah, it's fine." Verosika waves off Charlie's worries with a hand. "Had fun, and I think she did too." She points a thumb back over toward Vaggie, who remains unresponsive. "Well, if you wanna do this again, you have my number." Verosika gives a sly wink as she reaches down to pick up her jacket. "Yes, I most likely will!" Charlie says happily, causing Vaggie to let out an exhausted groan. "Thank you again!" She calls out as she watches the singer leave the bedroom. Once she was gone, she turned over toward Vaggie and, with a curious look on her face, said while walking over to her, "Hey, Vaggie, you don't mind if I help clean you up, do you?" "S-Sure?- OH!" Vaggie moans as she feels how ready Charlie is to have some fun. ---- Outside the room, Verosika chuckled to herself as she heard what was going on. Nevertheless, she stretches herself out slightly before beginning the process of leaving. She then walks down a small hallway before rounding a corner and coming face to face with none other than Angel Dust, who, just by judging from his look of amusement, Verosika was able to guess that he had been listening in. "I can't believe you fuckin' did that." Angel says, holding himself back from giggling as Verosika only scoffs amusedly in response before walking past him. "What do you expect? I'm a succubus, after all." Verosika chides playfully as she strolls away. "Nice seein' you too, Mayday." Angel calls out, a smile on his face as he watches his friend go. "As always, Angel, as always." Verosika says back before rounding another corner. "OOoooohhhhh, is sh-she a bad girl...." A voice below asks, causing Angel to chuckle. "Yeah, yeah, she is, Nifty- NIFTY!?" Angel looks down, shocked, as she sees the hotel maid, completely drunk and holding a bottle of whiskey. ---- Howdy Doody!~ I've been meaning to do a Hazbin Hotel/Helluva Boss story for a while now. So I hope this satisfies you as much as it did me. In anycase, it was a pleasure to make, and I've been really wanting to touch down on these characters once again. Peeps on Patreon had access to this story early for a week now for only 3 measly dollars, so if you want the same kind of deal, check out the link here: https://www.patreon.com/ZZOMBOHO And if you wanna know more directly when I post, check out my Twitter also, the link being right here: https://twitter.com/ZZOMBOHO Anywho, as always, I hope you enjoyed!~

Chapter 1 - Good intention...Part 1

                                                                                      Part one   After that stormy night in the Nilfgaardian camp and putting the plan into action, Triss, Yennefer and Ciri met again in one of the cheap taverns near the military camp . Triss and Ciri took a table on the second floor, in a dark corner so that no one would disturb them, and waited for the black-haired sorceress. -How are your holes, Triss ?- Ciri asked with a slight grin -Not bad, you know, magic is a powerful thing, but I can't get the taste of cum out of my mouth. Better tell me what are those white spots on your shirt slut? - Gently smiling said red - This is a small misunderstanding, let's just say that not everyone can restrain themselves. - You should have stayed in the tent as I told you  - Triss said in a more serious tone - Yes and would have died of boredom , no thank you – the girl quipped - I left you an interesting book, my favorite by the way . - You mean the White mutiny , I prefer to read books based on real events, not the sick fantasies of some pervert." How can you believe that Falka could fully accommodate a horse's cock in her ass, or that she fucked three trolls at the same time, I could barely manage one - You didn't tell me that,- Triss said, her eyes flashing  - I mean , I don't THINK I could have handled one, -  Ciri corrected herself, blushing. After two hours of talking and waiting for Yennefer ,Triss decided to make a statement. - Listen, let's order something to eat, because I haven't eaten anything but semen since yesterday . -- Okay, give me the money and I'll go buy something -Actually, I was hoping you'd pay for a meal all my money I spent on escape of the witch , for the same remained due Dijkstra -"I'm broke, too, and I gave my last crowns to pay for a table, and as you know, I haven't done witchcraft yet -"Damn," the sorceress said irritably , -" we'll have to wait for Yennefer -We've been here for two hours and she still hasn't shown up,- " Ciri said with displeasure -"We could borrow food,-" Triss Suggested -"I have a better idea,"-Ciri said with a malicious grin -"Didn't you tell me you could make anyone give you anything you wanted -"Not now, Ciri --You're hungry and so am I, so let's activate your great charisma -Well, hell, I'm really hungry, "Triss agreed,"- you'd better be grateful to me later -Oh, don't worry, I'll be all right – " the Witcher said with a wink     When she reached the bottom, Triss looked around the tavern. They were mostly hard-looking soldiers or fat and hairy merchants . Triss saw the innkeeper, a large, stern-looking woman in her mid-forties. Her face was quite masculine but at the same time very pretty .She smelled of sweat and bread . She was dressed in a green insulated dress over which was an apron stained with flour and butter . When Triss reached her, the hostess was wiping wet clay dishes. -Sorry can I distract you? - said Triss -What do you want? - the stern woman said in a gruff voice – The fact is that now there is no money to pay for food , but I am very hungry could you lend me some food I promise I will pay later when my friend comes  - pleaded Triss. - No – Barked the woman - No money go sell your ass, only away from my tavern. “What a bitch" Triss thought - I can be very grateful . Do you know why some people call me " Triss Naughty tongue” , - showing two fingers and sticking her tongue between them said Triss. - Aah??What a whore you are ! Although you know what, recently soldiers came and threatened to burn down my tavern, so I had to let them fuck me in the ass that they would calm down, if you clean up after them, then so be it, I'll give you a loaf of bread - Offered the owner of the tavern . -That's it ??- the sorceress said indignantly "What do you want, whore ?" I'll give you a bottle of sour milk though just because I'm a good Woman - Ught! Okay I agree, give your ass, - said Triss in despair Triss went around the counter and knelt beside the woman from behind . the strong woman lifted her dress and showed the sorceress her big massive muscular juicy ass which was not wearing panties -I see someone who likes when have full freedom of movement, - grinned Triss - No, you stupid cunt, it's just that here in the North, when you get fucked seven times every day, you get tired of pulling down your underwear all the time. And without them you just lift up your dress and stick out your ass -Convenient, - Triss agreed - Of course - added the hostess – and now get to work – with these words, she spread her muscular buttocks and before Triss opened the view of her open and throbbing anus from which flowed hot and thick sperm surrounded by a large number of pubic hair of chestnut color. Triss immediately remembered the nilfgaardian stories that Northern women shave once every three months. Seeing this view, the sorceress immediately filled her mouth with saliva .And she immediately pounced on this fucked hole. Pressing her nose to her anus, she began to inhale the smell of stale sperm and musk. Unable to control her desire, she shoved her hand into her underpants and began to masturbate . Having thoroughly enjoyed the smell, Triss begins to lick this anus clean . Approval of her actions is the groans of the tavern owner .Triss literally sucked on this anus not wanting to come off . It gave her more pleasure than she thought. She literally fucked this cum-smeared anus with her very long and slimy tongue. Getting pleasure from the smell and taste of the sorceress was approaching orgasm The tavern's patrons were already beginning to look askance at the tomato Red and moaning tavern owner After fifteen minutes of severe rimming , the tavern owner's anus was sparkling clean , and the hostess herself received the most powerful orgasm of her life .                   Meanwhile Yennefer was sitting at the table where Ciri was sitting -Finally, what took you so long -impatiently said Ciri -Having some difficulties –sarcastically said Yennefer – we need something to discuss. Where is Triss, by the way?

Chapter 1 - Night 1

Josie jumped as the vehicle's doors slammed shut behind her before the bus drove away, leaving behind a dust bloom that wrapped around her petite frame. Eventually, though, once it cleared, Josie found herself standing in front of the building she'd be working in for the time being. Readjusting her glasses on her freckled face and running a hand through her short orange hair, she saw, on the front of the building, a picture of the star animatronic herself waved down to Josie below, almost beckoning her forward to enter the building below her. At the same time, various crews of heavy-duty workers moved boxes and crates in and out of its front door. 'Help Wanted: Grand Re-Opening!!!! Vintage Pizzeria Given New Life! Come be a part of the new face of Fredrika Fazbear's Pizza!' That's what the job listing said at her college. Desperate for money, Josie was looking for anything to help lessen the load of debt she was currently handling. She was desperate enough that she found herself deciding to come and work at a place like this, even though, for one, she was never really accustomed to night jobs, and secondly, animatronics just creeped her out. But at the risk of dropping out of her education, Josie figured some acceptances would have to be made. She had gotten there early, figuring that it'd be a good way to make a fine first impression. However, as she slowly approached, Josie couldn't help but feel slightly awkward trying to make her way into the building. That is until a sudden hand on her shoulder caused her to jump and let out a little squeak as she spun on her heel to face an older woman wearing a suit with long black hair and, surprisingly enough, purple eyes. "Can I help you, ma'am?" the woman asks, looking not all that pleased by Josie's gawking of the building in front of her while Josie herself tries to find the words to explain herself. "I-I'm the new hire?" Josie says, sounding not too sure of it herself. Causing the younger woman to mentally kick herself for completely failing this social interaction. However, as the words left her mouth, the cold expression on the woman's face soon faded. "Ah, Ms. Timmons." The woman says, sounding almost relieved as she holds out a hand to shake. "Sorry for the introduction. Things have just been hectic around here lately." The woman goes on to explain and apologize, although, for some weird reason, Josie didn't really feel like she was all that genuine with it. But rather than say anything, Josie smiles back, albeit nervously, as she takes the woman's hand. "N-No, no. It's fine. I understand." "Here, come with me, and let's get you fitted into your uniform." The woman goes on to explain before walking off toward the building, leaving Josie to follow behind her as they made their way past busy crews of people trying to load and offload things into the establishment. Eventually, though, they made their way inside, coming to the front desk as the woman soon reached over and plucked a clipboard off from a nearby counter. "Josie Timmons, you're our new security guard, right?" the woman says as she turns a curious glance up toward Josie. "Y-Yep." Assures the woman, whose name she still didn't even know. "Perfect!" The woman exclaims happily before placing the clipboard back on the counter. "C'mon, let's go get you changed." ---- "Oh, don't you look perfect?" The woman gushes as Josie steps out from the employee changing room wearing what is supposed to be the normal nightguard attire, although the reason as to why it was colored purple of all things was slightly lost on her as she looked down at herself. "Thanks, it looks nice-" "C'mon, I'll show you to your office," the woman says as she walks off once again, leaving Josie to once again follow behind her. "Usually, I'd have to give you a tour of the place. But after such a successful opening day, we're hoping we can capture that lighting inside another bottle. So in terms of things to do, I'm pretty busy as is." The woman explains, with Josie being unsure if that was supposed to be an apology, but nevertheless goes along with it anyway as the woman leads her down a long straight hallway into a fairly large-looking office. "T-That's fine, I just-" "Here we are. Just take a seat here, and someone will call you later tonight." The woman takes Josie by the shoulders and sits her down behind a desk quite harshly. But before she could ask a question, let alone say a single word, the woman was already gone. Doing nothing other than sighing, Josie looked around herself quite nervously, feeling slightly out of place as she sat there while people went around cleaning up the entire building. But she told herself that wasn't her job. Her job was to just sit here and watch over the place for the night. Not the hardest thing to do in the world, right? Looking to either side of herself, Josie noticed a pair of fairly large air vents on both sides of the room. "I hope I don't get too cold." Josie mutters to herself as her attention turns toward the buttons above each of the vents. "Ah, there we go." Josie thinks to herself as she leans over and presses one of them. However, instead of closing the vent like she had been expecting, it only turned on a light inside the vent, making the younger woman wonder why they would need something like that. Walking back, Josie sat back down in the office chair and began absentmindedly spinning around in it, only stopping once her eyes landed on a poster containing the three main cast members of the main establishment she was currently in. It was surprising, a place meant for kids and they made all three of them so.... Josie didn't want to admit it, but she herself couldn't deny the fact that Fredrika, Bonnie, and Chica were all pretty attractive in their designs. However, she didn't know what that said about more, herself or the ingenious creation of the animatronics that were made so well that even someone as closed off to sex as Josie couldn't stop thinking about them. Fredrika, in her gloss, almost toy-like design, stood proudly between her two compatriots. Of all three, she seemed to be the most curvy, with hips and a bust that put most women Josie knew to shame. However, seeing that on a children's animatronic was slightly weird. To her right was Bonnie, who seemed to be designed like some sort of model. The main draw was her almost seductive, perfect-looking eyes and the bow tied around her neck. That being said, though, her body wasn't lacking in the least, with her still having curves and parts about her that even left Josie feeling slightly jealous as she looked at her. And finally, to the left of Fredrika was Chica. And the first thing that really came to mind when Josie saw her was the actual shock and surprise that someone like her was actually made. Her whole general body was almost themed behind some beach babe with her bib with the words let's party on the front of it and the bright pink shorts she held to her body fitting more like a bikini than anything else.  Still, though, in the end, if this job was going to pay as well as it hopefully did, Josie would be more than willing to overlook such things in the name of getting paid. But as she span back around to the hustle and bustle around her, a part of her hoped that it wouldn't end up taking too much time. Looking back down at her desk, Josie noticed two things. For one, some sort of screen was placed face down on the desk, while next to it was some sort of weird-looking mask. Picking it up, she noticed how it seemed to be a sort of Fredrika head, although what caught her attention the most about it was the ring in the mask area. And as Josie got a good look at it, she saw how if she wanted to put the mask on, she'd have to wrap her lips around the ring itself, confusing and slightly disturbing her enough to the point that she slowly places it back down to the side. Unsure of what to do with it, let alone know why it was there in the first place. Turning her attention away from that, Josie glances over at the screen and, out of curiosity more than anything else, decides to pick it up. Once she does so, she is instantly greeted with a camera feed of the building, showing all the workers continuing to mill about and even that lady before as she stands around monitoring everything.  "Woah!" Josie can't help but shout. Looking at the screen, she was shocked she was able to access such a thing for a device so.... Small. Still, though, it was pretty neat being able to watch the workers through the camera feed as they finished rolling in what looked like some large crates into a back room, making her feel fairly curious as to what they contained. But considering her current position, she figured she wouldn't really get a chance to figure all of that out.  Continuing to flick through the cameras, Josie came across a view of what appeared to be some sort of prize area, with various pieces of Fredrika merchandise being stocked up on the racks by workers, making Josie wonder if she could snag one if she asked nice enough. However, as she continued to watch, she noticed how the woman from before returned as she followed behind a pair of workers who proceeded to hook up some sort of wiring system from the camera to a large prize box in the back of the room. And just as they went away, Josie could swear the mysterious woman flashed a quick wink at her through the camera before leaving, causing a shiver to rise up through her spine before she placed the tablet back down. "Ok, then. Seems I got the general grasp of the place." Josie thinks to herself as she leans back in her seat, her gaze falling back to that poster of the main trio, animatronics that she figured she'd become quite acquainted with sooner or later. ---- Everything was dark, all except a pair of eye holes she peered through. Through them, she recognized where she was; she was in the showroom. Oh, God. Oh, God! She did it. She actually fucking did it. This couldn't be happening. This couldn't be happening. This couldn't be happening. This couldn't be happening. Trying to move, she found that she was unable to, all except her head which she then slowly turned toward the left and saw Chica. Was someone inside her, too? The thought caused a wave of dread to pass through her, which was only amplified as she then turned her head to the right and saw Bonnie. God, this was a nightmare. This couldn't be happening. This couldn't be happening. This couldn't be happening. This couldn't be happening. This couldn't- ---- "Geh." Josie snorts as she wakes back up, just barely catching herself from falling from her chair. Looking around, she noticed how dark and quiet the building was. With the hallway in front of her being just about pitch black. How long had she been asleep? Looking down at her watch, she saw the time switch over to 12 AM.... 12 AM?! She'd been asleep for 4 hours on the job? Shoot, not exactly a good look for someone's first day on the job. Stretching slightly, Josie reached over and opened the tablet back up and began to switch through various cameras and pass through numerous rooms, feeling a sense of dread of how dark they were now that all the lights were out and she was the only one in the building. Although noticing a small prompt on the screen with a flashlight symbol next to it, Josie pressed it and turned on a small light connected to the camera. A small comfort somewhat as she continued flicking through the cameras. At the same time, though, as she continued to sit there, she noticed something strange—a jingle. Confused, Josie began flipping through the cameras on the tablet until she found where the source of the sound was coming from—the prize corner, or more specifically, the prize box in the back corner. And as she looked at the screen, she noticed another button prompt alongside the usual flashlight symbol—a small button labeled wind. Curious, she presses it and watches a half-drained ball next to the button begin to fill back up, confusing and slightly concerning her more than anything else as to why she would be given a chance to do such a thing in the first place. Still, though, she wasn't going to question things, at least not yet. Hopefully, someone would give her a heads-up on what she needed to do. And almost on cue, a phone on the desk that Josie hadn't noticed until it suddenly rang. Leaning over, Josie quickly and carefully picked up the phone and brought it to her ear. "H-Hello?" She asks, sounding more nervous than she would've liked if she was perfectly honest. However, instead of hearing anything, the phone only simply continued to ring, confusing her, if only for a moment until she looked and realized that the wire connecting the phone to the base itself wasn't even connected, forcing her to sit there as the phone continued to ring. Eventually, though, the ringing finally stopped, and the phone itself clicked, making Josie think that whoever was on the other side hung up. However, that thought quickly changed once she heard, "Uh, hello? Hello, hello? Uh, hello, and welcome to your new summer job at the new and improved Fredrika Fazbear's Pizza." The feminine voice on the other side of the call announces as it finally dawns on Josie that THIS would be her introduction to her new job. "Uh, since you can't really talk right now. I'm just gonna leave you a message here that'll talk you through your first night and some of the things you'll expect to see as the week progresses. But most of all, to help you down this new and exciting career path that you have chosen." The phone girl explains, with Josie letting out a huff from her lips but nevertheless going along anyway with what she had to say. "Uh, now then. Before we, um, get started, I just want you to forget anything you might've heard about the old location. That old location, yeah, it was pretty much left to rot. But now, uh, Fazbear Entertainment AND I want to assure you that everyone within and outside the company is highly committed to fun, entertainment, and most of all, safety." The phone girl says, causing a spark of concern to flash through Josie. What happened to the old place? She didn't do all that much research on Fazbear Entertainment before deciding to apply for this job, something that she admittedly should've considered doing before deciding to put all of her eggs in the Fredrika basket. Feeling slightly panicked, Josie felt a bead of sweat drip down her forehead as her eyes glanced down the dark hallway before her. "They've spent a fortune on the gals on stage. Yeah, something about facial recognition, security protocols, all sorts of cool new stuff that'll keep everyone safe, yourself included. Heck, they can even walk around the building during the day sometimes." The phone girl chuckles, slightly calming down some of Josie's on-edge nerves. "Along with that, they're tied into some criminal database system, so much so that they can spot a predator a mile away. So, uh, better hope you have those DUI's handled, heh." The phone girl chuckles again, making Josie herself let out a short exhale from her nose as she feels her heart beat start to slowly wind down. "But," The phone girl starts anew, instantly renewing some of Josie's anxiety. "That being said, the system has its fair share of.... Kinks. You're, uh, the second guard to work in that place. The first one, she actually worked in that same office as you around the same time before we ended up having to transfer her over to the day shift due to her complaining of.... Conditions. But hey, lucky you, am I right?" Yeah, real lucky. "The most she really just talked about was that the characters, the animatronics, I mean, they tried to get into her office at night and were pretty aggressive, though she wouldn't really go into detail as to how." The phone girl says, although it didn't take long for Josie to come up with her own idea as to what she meant. "So, while our engineers don't really have an explanation for this. The general idea right now is that the animatronics weren't really given a proper night mode, so to speak. Basically, from what I was able to understand is that whenever it gets quiet or if nobody is around, they think they're in an empty room, and so they go and try to find one that isn't empty, which, in this case, would mean your office." The phone girl says, making Josie's anxiety worse by the second as she quickly reaches over and picks up the tablet from the table and checks the view on the main stage where the main trio is standing. "But!" The phone girl starts again, catching Josie's attention. "We came up with a solution, or at least something for you to use for the time being. Um, in the prize corner, there's, uh.... A music box, and what you have to do is keep it wound up, and that should keep at least one of them entertained, at least, for the night." The phone girl explains as Josie quickly flicks over to the prize corner camera view and winds up the box like she did earlier. "And, as for the others, we have an even EASIER solution for you. I don't know if it's there. Hopefully, it is, but on your desk, you should have a Fredrika mask?" The phone girl says, causing Josie to turn her attention back toward the mask she saw earlier and reach over to pick it back up. "It's some sort of glitch in their system or something, but basically, if you put the mask on, they'll basically see you as another animatronic and should hopefully leave you alone." Looking at the mask, Josie grimaced as she tried to figure out how she was going to even put it on. Eventually, though, as she manages to fit it over her head by putting her lips around the ring in the mouth area, she gets the hang of it. However, as she tries to wear and use her camera, she finds that trying to look through the camera AND wear the mask simultaneously is nearly impossible, leaving her to sigh and take the mask back off but place it close by. "Another thing of note, that I'm sure you've noticed at this point is the, well, lack of doors. While that might cause some concern, you also have a...." The phone girl makes a drum roll sound with her voice. "Flashlight! Hopefully, you've seen, but every camera is equipped with one, and you SHOULD have one in your office."  Looking over, Josie, sure enough, saw a flashlight on her desk. "I'll be the first to warn you though, um, the building's power, at least at night, isn't really all that good. And so, you won't be able to keep your flashlight on ALL the time. But the building itself shouldn't lose any power while your in there. So, uh, good luck, wind the music box, wear the mask, and you should be golden. Alright, I'll talk to you tomorrow!" The phone girl signs off as the message ends, leaving Josie to look around the room nervously. Without the phone girl's voice guiding her, the building seemed to get much more terrifying. And that's how it remained for the next couple of hours, with Josie checking the cameras every other second, checking the hallway in front of her and the vents on either side of her, and, of course, making sure to keep the music box wound. But throughout it all, nothing of note seemed to occur. But that didn't stop Josie from jumping at every little sound she heard inside the building. She wasn't built for this. She thought that this job would have her looking over a pizza place at night, not going toe to toe with animatronic freaks! Already, images of the robotic cast standing before her broken and torn-apart body flashed through Josie's mind as she sat there.  Deep down, her instincts told her to try to get out of there—that this job wasn't worth the possibility of dying. But every time she rose from her seat to leave, the sight of the dark hallway in front of her quickly put her back down into place. It was true—she was well and truly stuck in this place for the night and had to contend with whatever this nightmare had in store for her. And yet, nothing ever really happened. Everything just seemed perfectly normal by all accounts. Not a single one of the animatronics moved as they remained perfectly still up on stage. Josie also made sure to check every other second on the music box to ensure that it was wound. But rather than relax, Josie remained on guard as she watched the area around her like a hawk. ---- Glancing at her watch, Josie silently cursed to herself as she saw that it was only 5 AM. 1 more hour of this type of stuff, and she'd be able to get out of there. But if that meant continuing to sit there with endless amounts of tension running through her veins, the young woman wasn't sure how much more she could take. "God.... God.... What did I get myself into- EEKK!" Josie jumps at the sudden sound of heavy footsteps walking through the building, instantly drawing her toward her tablet as she flicks open the camera to the main stage. And much to her horror, looked as Chica and Bonnie were now missing. "No, no, no, no, no.... This can't be happening. This can't be happening." Josie mutters to herself as tears of fear begin to prick at the corners of her eyes. This was all some big nightmare. Creepy building, deadly animatronics, it was something right out of a slasher, and SHE was in the middle of it. Flicking through the cameras, Josie tried to find the bunny and chicken duo. They couldn't have gotten far, could they? She just saw them on stage a moment ago. And besides, they were huge metal machines. She'd be able to hear them coming from a mile away, right? Josie's self-reassurances could only get her so far as she continued to flick through the cameras before she suddenly jumped at the sight of Bonnie inside party room 3, her blank yet piercing, judging gaze staring directly at the camera as she held her guitar. "Ok, ok. There YOU are." Josie mutters to herself before quickly switching to another camera in an attempt to try and find Chica, eventually finding her standing in the main hall. However, instead of looking how she did on stage, Josie noticed a very noticeable difference. Her eyes, what were once colorful and otherwise normal, were now dark voids of black, say for two pricks of white in the center of them, something Josie herself got a good view of as she stared directly into the camera. "Oh, God...." Josie can't stop herself from muttering as she looks at the tablet, her heart beating directly through her chest until her attention is drawn to what looks like an orange warning symbol next to the camera button for the prize corner, quickly reminding Josie of the task she was currently forgetting about.  "Crap, crap!" Josie mutters as she opens up the view for the prize corner and sees how the circle she was meant to keep filled was just a quarter full. Thinking quickly however, she presses the button to keep the music box wound, refilling the circle back all the way up. However, just as it was full, the sounds of more heavy footsteps throughout the building quickly reminded Josie of the other animatronics. Going back to Bonnie, Josie was horrified to see that she wasn't in party room 3 anymore, something that nearly caused her heart to stop on the spot as she began to quickly flip through the other cameras, luckily seeing that Chica was still in the main hallway all the while before she nearly dropped the tablet itself as she opened up the view for party room 4 and proceeded to come face to face with the bunny animatronic who was staring directly into the camera. "Gaah!" Josie screams before she quickly shoves a hand over her mouth to cover. The phone girl said that the animatronics were attracted to sound, right? So her screaming probably wouldn't do her any good. And sure enough, the moment after the shout left her lips, Josie could hear the sounds of footsteps in the pitch-black hallway directly in front of her, causing her to quickly reach down and pick up the flashlight and shine it down the passageway, making direct eye contact with Chica who stood almost curiously half way down it peering at her. Without even thinking, Josie reached over and threw the mask over her face, covering her features and hopefully tricking Chica into believing that she was another animatronic. However, as she continues to sit there, her attention is slowly drawn down toward the tablet, specifically the camera view of the prize corner and how the ball she was supposed to keep full was just about empty, the orange warning symbol next to it suddenly turning into red. Knowing that she couldn't access both the camera AND have the mask on at the same time, Josie looked back down the hallway as more sweat continued to stream down her face. Then, after taking a deep breath, she quickly threw the mask off to the side as she rushed over to the tablet, holding it up to her face just in time to see what looked like the lid of the large gift box slowly open and for a long, slender feminine figure with a shiny white face, rosy cheeks, and empty eyes with purple lines coming down from them, to rise out from the box, nearly distracting Josie enough before the sound of footsteps ahead of her reminded her of her current task. And so, without trying to focus on the strange puppet lady, Josie quickly wound the music box back up before throwing the tablet back down and pulling out her flashlight to shine it down the hallway to see that Chica was now gone, something she couldn't really decide if she felt good or bad about as she then began searching through the cameras. Soon enough, she found Bonnie, now in party room 2, crouching down directly next to a vent, which, judging from the mini-map on the screen, led directly into Josie's office. "Oh, please don't go in there. Please don't go in there. Please don't go in there. Please don't go in there." Josie quickly mutters to herself before the sound of more heavy footsteps through the building reminds her of the OTHER animatronic inside the building currently looking around for her. And so, switching the camera again, Josie began to search of trying to find Chica. Hopefully, at this point, she hadn't gotten too far. Still, at this point, Josie was expecting the worst as she tried to locate the Aviane animatronic, ultimately finding her in party room 1. Just like Bonnie, she too was crouched down ready to head into the vent which would take her directly to where Josie was. Switching the camera back to the prize corner, she quickly wound the music box as far as it could go before placing the device down to the side. While she hoped it wouldn't actually be the case, the idea of the duo coming into her office seemed all the more real with every passing second. But that's what the mask was for, right? Josie wanted to tell herself that it was all going to be fine. Still, as she heard what sounded like people crawling into the air vents on either side of her before slowly making their way forward through them, she figured the opposite in this situation would end up having to be the case. Still though, reaching over, Josie threw the mask on her head, fumbling with it slightly as she tried to get the straps in order before it was finally set, then just as they were upon her, she quickly sat back in her chair and kept as still as much as she possibly could. It was horrifying to see them crawl out from the vents. Their large mechanical bodies smoothly moving through the exit of the shaft. However, that wasn't even the scariest part. That would have to go to how quiet they were doing so before they both stood at oppisite ends of the office and stared down at Josie as she sat there trembling. But as they got closer and closer to her, her shaking only worsened to the point that the mask around her face was practically rattling as it sat across her features. This was it, wasn't it? This is how she would die. Torn apart by cury robots. Josie had to admit, out of all ways to die, it could've been worse. Actually, now that she thought about it, it probably really couldn't have been. Still, though, she lived a good life, had a good upbringing, and had fun in school and college. But this is where it all ended. Or at least, Josie thought it was until Chica's face seemingly lit up like a light as she let out a short, shocked gasp. "I told you they'd, like, leave us a gift or something." Chica exclaims, reaching out a hand to brush it across Josie's masked head. Her voice, albeit synthetic, sounded like some sort of beach babe, at least from what Josie could tell. "And its got a pretty good lookin' bod too." What? What was happening? Turning toward her fellow animatronic, Bonnie lets out a sigh as she rests a hand against her head. "Oh, darling. You can not be serious." Her synthy voice sounded almost British in its accent as the bunny animatronic seemed annoyed by her fellow animatronic's antics. "Oh, Bonnie. Relax, they might've not left us some bodacious babe, but I think we can, like, make do with this." Chica says, turning to look over at Josie, who, behind her masked face, was all sorts of terrified but was now growing increasingly confused as to what was even happening. Sighing again, Bonnie reaches out a hand and grabs onto Chica's arm. "Come here for a moment." Bonnie whispers as she drags Chica to the other side of the room, seemingly to talk to her about something.  Still remaining perfectly still, Josie slowly shifted to turn her head toward what was going on as the duo of animatronics began to seemingly whisper amongst themselves. "She's not-" "But isn't there-" "Just think for a moment-" "There's supposed to be guard-" "Darling-" Is all that Josie is able to pick up from her current position as a vain hope begins to fill her that she might be able to get out of this unscathed. Eventually, though, she listens as their private conversation comes to a head as Chica steps back, looking slightly frustrated as she exclaims, "Well, like, whatever the heck she is, can we get to pound town already?" Quickly freezing any thoughts, Josie might've had in their tracks, not even noticing Chica walk past her to stand by her side. Pound town? Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait a minute. What was going to happen here? Things were taking a turn down route Josie was far from expecting as she felt her breath begin to pick up inside her mask as she continued to sit there limply. Seemingly relenting, Bonnie rolls her eyes. "Fine, this'll hopefully get the night over sooner rather than later, at least." The bunny animatronic relents as she begins walking over. However, Josie's attention is soon turned as a sudden grip on her skull suddenly turns her head around toward Chica, and in a brief second, Josie was able to make out what looked like a massive yellow cock before it was suddenly shoved into her mouth and down her throat. Out of instinct, Josie raises both of her hands to grab onto the animatronic's legs to try and push her away. Still, her strength was no match as the bimbo bird began to go to town, plunging her thick rod directly down the security guard's throat while what felt like a pair of thick and juicy balls reigned down against her chin. "Oh, look! They even made it try to fight us off, just how we like it. Totally tubular!" Chica laughs as she blazes through Josie's attempts to keep her away like they were absolutely nothing; all the while, Bonnie is left to just sigh to herself as Josie catches sight of her stroking her own massive cock off, making her even more confused just as much as she was alarmed. Josie wasn't really the most experienced when it came to sex. In terms of just about anything intimate, the most Josie could really say she did was have a fairly ok hookup with a guy whose name she didn't even remember. But other than that, the way that Chica was fucking her face was far beyond anything she was used to her as she felt the bulbous head of the animatronic's rubbery member bash down the entrance to her throat and just about reach her throat. Turning her attention away from Chica, though, or at least, she tried to, through the eyeholes in her mask, Josie managed to catch a glimpse of the tablet lying face up on her desk. On it, she half expected to see the circle for the music box just about to be empty. However, as she stared, she noticed how it didn't seem to drain. Confusing her but more or less gave her some semblance of relief that she didn't have to worry about that puppet thing while she was currently being face fucked by Chica. But given her current position, any peace of mind she might've had was long gone or unable to come to her as Chica used her cock like a battering ram as she slammed into Josie's mouth, causing all sorts of gooey fluids to spill out the meanwhile as Josie herself was unable to stop herself from gagging and retching up a storm. Hot rivets of spit and flem oozed down her masked face, completely coating her chin before it was then splattered by Chica's balls as they clapped up against her face. All of which soon led to Josie's covered chest being coated with her hot mouth juices while the animatronic chicken repeatedly railed them in and out of her mouth. All the while, Bonnie continued to watch from the side, fairly passively, as she used her hand to loosely stroke her length to full mast, a terrifying thing for Josie to see while she was currently dealing with Chica's member as it haphazardly fucked her face. Still, however, while this wasn't the exact type of treatment that Josie was expecting when the animatronics finally came upon her, it was mortifying nonetheless. To have a children's animatronic, albeit a curvy one, face fuck her mouth like some sort of cheap whore, this was something out of some kind of sick perverted nightmare, and to think, of all people, she would be trapped in the middle of it as Chica bullied her cock as far as it could go down the deepest parts of her throat. And throughout it all, Bonnie still continued to stroke her cock, looking slightly more and more annoyed all the while as she watched her fellow animatronic plunge her cock deep into the farthest recesses of Josie's face. "Darling, I don't mean to rush, but do you think you'll be letting me have a turn anytime soon?" Bonnie asks, her cock finally at full mast as it pointed directly at Josie's face while Chica's took up the entirety of her mouth, causing the young woman to feel a sense of carnal genuine fear that she didn't even think was possible to feel. "Well, she has, like, a pussy, doesn't she?" Chica scoffs, rolling her eyes as if Bonnie had just asked a stupid question; all the while, she doesn't slow down in the least as she continues to pound her cock to and fro into Josie's mouth. Her response, however, seems to simply annoy Bonnie even more while, at the same time, Josie's eyes widen even further than they already were, and her struggle picks up drastically at the mention of her crotch. "Oh, typical of a clownish chicken to not understand the intricacies of a little something called foreplay." Bonnie admonishes, although the insult does little to stop Chica from doing what she is doing. In fact, the avinary animatronic simply laughs in responce to Bonnie's admonishment as she continues to pound her hips up against Josie's features. "Whatever you say, Bons, totes up to you if you wanna stand there stroking your hog while I have fun plugging away at this cock hugger." Chica says before turning her attention back down toward Josie, her thick, rigid cock nearly impossible to hold back. And even in the case that Josie was to try and bite down, the ring on the mask would've prevented her from doing so. Wait a minute. Was this what that was for? But for Bonnie, she seems more than content to sit back and relax and just wait out her turn, a good relief for Josie herself as she was hoping she wouldn't have to deal with being fucked on two entire fronts. The idea alone of being brutalized in both her mouth and in her pussy more than left her terrified at what the end results could be, so the fact that Bonnie was willing to herself back came as more than a relief for the young woman at that point as she continued to struggle with simply getting a single breath in every time Chica slammed her hips forward up against her face. Although, as things continued to wind on, and Chica didn't seem any closer to cumming, things started to change as Bonnie's animatronic face began to slowly shift to a look of contemplation and then frustration as she watches how Chica's cock worked like the machine that it was as pounded deep into Josie's struggling gullet. "Oh, damn you, Chica." Bonnie sighs as she suddenly reaches out and grabs hold of Josie's legs, causing the young woman they belonged to to kick back in an attempt to try and fight the robot off. But just like how it came to the one currently inside her mouth, Josie's more petite strength was nothing compared to the unbridled might that was the curvaceous animatronic now behind her as she easily reached down and removed Josie's pants from her body. "Oh, darling. I do love the fight you're putting up, but I doubt that if any of the others couldn't put up a fight, you'll be any different." Bonnie sighs. Wait a minute, others? But before Josie could think even further on that, the feeling of the biggest cock head she had ever felt in her life pushing up against the entrance to her pussy quickly erased any thoughts of that as Bonnie finally got ready to shove herself inside. And before Josie could even think to do anything, the animatronic bunny simply cocked her hips back before proceeding to suddenly plunge them forward, slamming her massive girth all the way inside of the young woman's pussy. "GLKGGLLGLGLLLLLLL!!!!" Josie screams as she feels more full than she ever had in her entire life as she could feel her pussy almost expanding just by how big Bonnie's cock was as she began to ream it back and forth inside her cunt, slamming it all the way to the entrance to her womb before pulling it back and repeating the same process over and over again to a tiring degree that left Josie just about to cum as much as she was letting out gargled screaming as Bonnie fucked her. "Told ya! Not half bad, right? Who even needs that silly foreskin thing?" Chica asks, amused by her friend finally giving in and deciding to go for it in absolutely wreaking havoc inside of Josie's inner folds as she slammed her massive blue cock into the deepest parts of her body, all the while gripping her body with a literal iron-clad grip that made escaping just about impossible for the young woman as she squirmed back and forth between the two animatronics as they swung their thick metal frames up against her own. "Shut up! And it's foreplay, not foreskin. You're lucky that she was soaking wet beforehand, or else we would've had to deal with her endless guttural screaming." Bonnie says, sounding not all too pleased with having to go with Josie's pussy prior to getting a chance with her mouth. Although judging by the way she moved her robotic body, she didn't seem to mind all that much while Josie herself was fighting for her life in simply trying to survive the endless barrage of thrusts being thrown and torn into her body. And even though not a single part of this was natural for Josie, not in the least. The young woman was ashamed to feel her own arousal start to pick up the further things went on. Something that was only just a small feeling when her face was initially getting fucked had now turned into a bursting flame of arousal. And now that Bonnie was going to town on her pussy as she felt her thick, blue balls clap up against her clit, stimulating her more than she would've liked while, at the same time, her body almost seemed to welcome the experience as an orgasm slowly began to creep its way through her body. By no means was Josie some sort of pervert. This was just her body reacting as it normally would to any kind of sexual stimulation, right? At least, she hoped so since the idea of her getting off to something like this more than left the young woman a little disturbed as she was stuck and pinned between two long-dicked animatronics as they fucked her. Their cocks, which shouldn't have even been there in the first place, felt real but at the same time not. They felt more like the idea of how a cock should think as they plunged their way in and out of their body, similar to that of sex toys or dildos. Even the hot and sticky pre that began to leak out of their lengths seemed real up to an extent as Josie tasted it in her mouth from Chica. Its salty, bitter taste only served to cause her to retch and gag even more with every passing second as the bodies of both Chica and Bonnie began to speed up to the point that they were almost blurring. Something practically amazing to see but horrifying to feel, at least in Josie's case, as she could practically feel her insides being rearranged by the members pounding in and out of her. "Phew, gettin' pretty close here, Bonnie. How about you?" Chica asks as Josie can feel her balls almost begin to tighten every time they pound up against her chin. Their contents, whatever was inside them, caused Josie to feel something akin to morbid fascination as to whatever they might be holding. "Shut up. I'm not one for conversation whilst trying to enjoy myself." Bonnie snaps back, quite rudely if all were being honest. But Chica seems to take in stride as both animatronics seem to get closer and closer to finally finishing. Although, to say that she'd have the same amount of dignity she had when this all first started would be pretty far from the truth as she herself was just about to cum. Eventually, though, things started to speed and heat up so much so that Josie was barely able to stay conscious throughout the experience. It was strange, almost, trapped between pure euphoric pleasure and spine-shaking terror; the young woman doubted anyone else in the world would be able to say they ever felt the same. Still, though, as things finally began to reach their peak, it would've been clear to anyone who was watching that all three individuals were about to cum. Then, with one final thrust of their bodies, both animatronics begin to finally unload. Not really saying much as they pushed themselves as far as they could go up against Josie while their cocks began to spray out cum into both of her offices. "GLGLKLKLKKKKKKLLLLL!!!!" Josie screamed as she herself cums, too, her pussy spraying out a volley of fluids while Josie herself was filled with some sort of faux cum that quickly began to shoot down both her throat and fill up her pussy as Chica and Bonnie made sure to dump as much as they possibly could inside of her. Filling the younger woman up more than she ever felt in her entire life, so much so to the point that the world around her seemed to almost get hazy due to the lack of oxygen she was given until, finally, it was all done. The flow of fluids from both animatronics began to die down, and they slowly extracted themselves from Josie's now prone body, letting her flop down to the floor in a puddle of fluids. "Whew, not half bad fun, right? Wonder if they'll clean it so that we can use it tomorrow." Chica asks, looking down at Josie alongside Bonnie, who only simply rolls her eyes and walks off, leaving the chicken animatronic to follow after her. "What?! Was it something I said?!" Chica calls out as she tries to follow after Bonnie, finally leaving Josie all by herself to stir from her current postion on the floor and eventually rise up entirely and then sit back down at her desk. But before she could begin to ponder what happened, a sudden chiming rang throughout the entire building, causing Josie to jump as she looked around, confused. Eventually, her gaze turned down toward her watch, and she saw that it was now 6 AM. ---- Josie probably had never run faster in her life than she was now. After hastily changing and cleaning herself up so that she looked somewhat decent, she didn't even look behind herself until Fredrika's was far in the distance. She just kept running and running and running and running until she just about collapsed at a nearby bus stop, forcing her to think about the events that had just occurred and what had happened to her. That couldn't have been real, right? No, it couldn't have been. That was.... Turning to look back, Josie couldn't even see Fredrika's behind her. A part of her thought she should call the police but.... Who would really believe her? Even someone as hopeful as Josie had to admit that the idea of getting fucked in her mouth and pussy by some animatronics would've only landed her in a mental ward. Still, though. Pulling herself up onto the bus stop's bench, Josie kept looking at where she ran from. She really wouldn't go back for another night, right? She could just find another job, even one that paid less than the one at Fredrika's, and she could go from there. She didn't have to—No. She SHOULDN'T go back there. No. She should avoid that place like the plague.... Right? ---- Howdy Doody!~ I know some of you must've been waiting for this! And now it's here! I'm more than excited to show it all off to you as we delve into this strange, twisted, pornographic parody world of Five Nights at Freddy's. The rest of the story, all seven parts, are up on my Patreon now and have been for the past few weeks for a measly 3 dollars. So if you want to check that out: Here's the link to that, here: https://www.patreon.com/ZZOMBOHO If you want to know more directly when I post, I also have a Twitter, which you can find here: https://twitter.com/ZZOMBOHO But beyond that, as always, I hope you enjoyed!~

Chapter 5 - Bonus - Happy Halloween

It was strange for the Legends to be asked to kings Canyon at night for a special event. Only Wattson has seen the Canyon during the night but even she appeared to be on edge.     “Anyone think its creepy being asked here at night? I mean I don’t but I could get it if you guys do.” The ship appeared to hit some turbulence causing Cowboy Mirage to jump.     “Calm down brudda. It's a match just like any other.” Frankenstein Gibraltar slapped him on the back.     “It's not like any other tho. Wearing costumes and the rules are going to be different.” Witch Wraith slipped her way into the conversation.     “They should have already told us the rules.” La Muerta Bangalore commented as she cleaned her rifle.     “No matter what the rules I Vould have not recommended doing a match at night.” Batty Aviator wattson’s right hand gripped the elbow of her left arm as it was straight and she twisted nervously side to side.     “What is your guys costumes?” Mirage asked as he pointed at Octane and pathfinder.     “Amigo you def should see it. I’m undead Octrain forced to wear a better version of your newest clothes.”     “And I’m Octanes Legs.” He held up a hand for a high five.     Lifeline laughed shaking her head in her green widow costume. “Nice choice path.” Octane high fived path as he came over to wrap an arm around Ajay.     Mirage’s shoulders drooped a bit at the couple before looking off to the side adjusting his hat, “How does everyone feel about all this?”     “We all wear costumes to hide who we are daily,” Crypto added referring to more than just the event in his vampire costume as he played with his holographic overlay, “This event has to do with Halloween gives us an excuse to show them. No big deal.”     “We must honor the spirits today.” Bloodhound nodded once in their jackolantern pumpkin head costume.     “I find these insipid celebrations of the Macabre… amusing.” Caustic commented in his really disturbing clown costume.     Mirage shivered at caustic, “You are creepy. Like something out of my nightmares.”     The visual notifications to get ready for a match started but the voice was nothing but static.     “Must be a glitch in the system.” Gibraltar commented as he headed towards the jump area with a few others.     “Doesn’t look like we have teams.” Wattson followed.     “Better be fixed by next match.” Bangalore sounding more annoyed heading over with wraith.     “Hey wait for me.” Mirage jogged over with Caustic right behind him.     Lifeline and Octane headed over together, “ready to cheat death Mi Chica?”     Over the intercom in the ship came a deep rumbling voice as the platforms lowered, “Hahaha You will be doing just that. For in my games you will fear the Shadows.” Dark figures appeared out of the sky falling towards the ground.     “Anyone else think that's creepy. I think that's creepy. Please tell me others think its creepy.” Mirage pointed back and forth between where the voice came from and the falling figures.     “The rules are simple… Survive.” Then all of a sudden the platform beneath all of them collapsed and they were forced to decide quickly where they were going.     Wraith and pathfinder both headed towards pit. Pathfinder acknowledged wraith by flipping in the air waving at her which she nodded in response too. Then they both flew through the top cylindrical opening before slowing to a land.     The place was dimly lit up by candles and there were eerie red stream of light breaking through the haze created by some none existent light in the sky.     “Stuff on the ground doesn’t look to good.” Wraith walked thru the place picking up a few things to put in her bag.     “What about the bins?” Pathfinder opened up one and out echoed a loud guttural eerie angry moan from the creature that laid within it. “Oh? did I wake you?”     The zombie slowly started to sit up and stand up out of it. Pathfinder didn’t back up not registering it as danger. The face on his chest showing a question mark. Wraith took her time to look over there figuring it was a flyer or a sound from the leviathans who seemed to have undergone some change.     “Hello I’m pathfinder. What's your name friend?”     Danger close. The voices in her head warned her eyes widening as she turned to pathfinder. She ran to him from the other side of pit trying to get a good angle to kill it. “Path get away from it!”     Pathfinder turned his back to it. “But it's our new friend.”     The zombie took the chance to pounce digging his claws into the robotic friend and tearing out some parts of him. Pathfinder’s now lifeless body fell to the floor. Wraith shot only taking one bullet to cause it to shatter.     The pieces of pathfinder’s body started to gather together. The haze turning to fog which thickened around it making her unable to see it anymore. Then it turned black and strange sounds almost like grinding gears and static combined creating an eerie growl.     “Path? You okay?” She asked hoping it was her imagination.     Get out. Run. The voices in her head told her and just as they did clawing through the fog was a dark solidified shadowy pathfinder.     Near bunker where the small shacks just outside is where Wattson and caustic landed. She ran through a few of the shacks looting a havoc and low tier armor. When she started to see and hear the sounds of the shadows land nearby she holed up in one of them. Throwing down her fences and hiding in a corner.     The shadows ran around and outside even climbing on top of it before the sounds of a spitfire mowed them down. Caustic’s heavy footsteps could be heard walking near the shack. Then suddenly they stopped and staring through one of the cracks his single eye with part of the white red streaked mask looking around thru it before settling on her. It sent a shiver down her spine before he walked away and into the building, setting up a gas trap to block the door.     “Mirage is right. You are creepy in that costume.”     “Thank you.” Caustic said taking it as a compliment.     It didn’t take long for more shadows to land nearby the number increasing. The shadows movement didn’t make any sounds of footsteps instead their movements were accompanied by wispy howling wind with the occasional deep raspy screech. More shadows swarmed the area making their movements deafening.     Finally they broke down the door their claws powerful enough to shatter the metal door into small pieces. The gas canister went off Wattson far enough away to not have to worry. Caustic observed closely, quite a few of them were destroyed by his gas appearing to choke on it.     “Fascinating… They breath.” Caustic took note of it.     Then the cloud of his gas dissipated and the swarm continued and right as they launched themselves forward to pounce they got destroyed by the fences in front of him. They seemed to evaporate into the air when killed by the fences. More of them started to rush in and the same thing happened even when they attempted to jump over it.     “You lack intelligence.” He stated with a small coughing fit afterwards.     Some of them got the idea to climb on the ceiling and he fired his spitfire taking them out. When he had to reload Wattson took over with her havoc. The onslaught of shadows seemed to be never ending but they seemed to only be interested in taking out Caustic confirmed by them jumping over her to get to him.     Wattson ran out of ammo and Caustic was on his last clip. He wrapped his arms around wattson pulling her to the farthest place from the door whispering into her ear. He threw his gas grenade which filled the entire shack with his gas. She started to cough which he pulled out another mask and put it on her face to filter. Then he let go and ran out of the shack wattson hearing his heavy steps leave the entire swarm chasing him.     What caustic whispered to her, unable to believe it but she did what she was told. “I’m going to lead them away. Run away from bunker.”     Elsewhere Mirage was running from two shadows that didn’t look like anyone in particular to him. He was unlucky that as soon as he landed at market he was greeted with one. Not given a chance to pick up anything other then a golden armor and a few heals he has been on the run since. The 2nd jumped down from the cliffs next to skull town in an attempt to ambush him but falling for his decoy.     He was to scared and confused to even celebrate the bamboozle. He kept running barely managing to stay ahead of them.     “If I knew I had to run this much I would have stayed home.” He told himself trying to defuse his fear then his vanishing act notification sound beeped. “Yes! Exit stage left.”     He activated it at the time he thought was best and ran towards bunker while they were distracted destroying his decoys. Right as he entered the thru the fenced entrance to bunker. There crouched on the car a shadow caustic staring and observing twitching his head in inhuman ways. Shadow wisps coming from his breathing apparatus with each breath     Mirage slide to a stop panting out of breath, “Oh great, now this is my worst nightmare!”     He turned around and ran back towards the direction of skull town and market. Then was cut off by the two shadows from previously. “How can this get any worse!”     He took a left running through the open air space between bunker and market as he ran in the direction of cage. A couple more now joining in the chase. It was almost comical how he was being chased by 5 shadows, he’d laugh if he wasn’t so horrified.      “Oh come on! I’m sure pathfinder is around. You could be friends!” Then as if almost on cue sliding down one of the cliffs that he ran past shadow pathfinder. “Oh for the love of!”     He sent a decoy down the way towards water treatment as he continued on his way to cage. They all chased his decoy and as he ran up the hill to cage he slowed down a bit to try and catch his breath running towards the tall metal structure.     Wattson screamed and soon after that she was falling from the top of the metal structure. Two of the shadows following her close enough for their claws to get on each side slicing down through her body. She was dead before she hit the floor the shadows landing on top of her corpse.     Mirage just stood there until he let out a scream that echoed through the area. Their heads shot up and looked at him for a moment they just stared at him and he stared back. Suddenly they launched towards him he slipped in the process of starting up his running moment again causing them to go over him.     “That was lucky.” He talked to himself as he ran again not seeing what happened with Wattson’s corpse.     He ran into the building that connected cages area with Hydro dam slamming the doors behind which they proceeded to destroy. His fear and panic levels through the roof now he ran down the stairs unfortunately he tripped and tumbling down the final few.     Everything seemed to slow as the 2 shadows plummeted down their claws coming straight for his face. He closed his eyes turning his head to the side bringing his hands up to try and protect his good looks. A couple quick shots went thru the air hitting them dead on making them dissipate.     Mirage lay their shaking waiting for it to be over missing the gunshots entirely. Some footsteps approached close to his head and when he braved to open them. Bangalore skeletal painted face stared down causing him to scream again.     “Get a hold of yourself.” Then some more shadows made their way down the stairs which she proceeded to shoot with her G7. “Get up Witt.”     “Oh man you don’t know how happy I am to see you.” He rolled over and crawled quickly before jumping up onto his feet behind her.     At Relay is where lifeline and Octane found their LZ.     “You really have a soft spot for this place.”     “I like the running water. And” She pointed in the direction despite being in the walled and fenced in area, “Over there with the waterfall into the pond is my favorite.”     She opened up the first bin and out jumped a glowing spider aiming right for her with its long tongue. Octane lunged forward punching it causing it to explode. The pieces disappearing into the air not long after they hit the ground.     “That’s new right?” Octane double checked as he rarely messed with bins.     “Yeah… If anything else glows it be like limin’ at a rave.”     “If the rave was empty and eerily silent.” They both laughed none of it bothering them.     Two bins later two more loot spiders each one Octane punching into bits, “Maybe you should stop opening bins.”     “I don’t tell ya this often but I think ya right.” She stood there staring at the fourth bin. “I wonda if it’s just me or all bins have them.”     “One way to find out.” Octane without pause threw it open and it was filled with a couple frags. “No, jus you.”     Outside of the spiders their landing zone was rather uneventful but well stocked. Lifeline decided to stick around Relay finding it peaceful at night. Besides she wanted to play it safe as she had a bad feeling about this whole match. Luckily Octane decided to stick around and play on the Zip lines, maybe do some flips with his launch pad, run some laps around the place. Anything he could do to entertain himself and keep moving for he didn’t want to leave her alone.     “Hey Ajay, Mira, there!” He shouted jumping down from the zip line and hitting the jump pad flipping to land right next to her pointing to the sky.     Up in the sky was the missiles from a Bangalore ultimate falling from the sky. The smoke streaks seeming to lead to the area on the other side of the cliffs of wetlands.     “Lets go!” She ran without a second thought.     They took the quickest route Octane paces ahead of her only stopping at the zipline that headed to the buildings near hydrodam. The sudden stop causing her to slow with a questioning tilt of the head when he drew his hemlok. A rain of shadows headed towards the group of legends in the ruins of the two buildings that might as well be in the middle of nowhere.     She was a combat medic first pulling out her alternator she jumped on the zipline Octane already having an idea of what she was doing. He followed throwing his last jump pad when she swung off. When she hit it she jumped high firing at the shadows. He threw one of the frags opening the way for her landing it exploding just before she would be in its radius. Bangalore and wraith firing the last ones in her way as she ran straight into the group and sliding next to a downed Crypto.     “Nice of you *cough* to join the party.” Mirage joked who was downed near Crypto.     She sent D.O.C to put up its shield as she tended to Crypto first. She examined the slice marks on his body as her hands worked fast, “Shadows do this?”     “What do you think.” Crypto responded the annoyance seeping from his voice.     “Careful bruddah. Remember ta never piss off the medic.” Gibraltars jolly attitude still there even as he reloaded his shotgun after firing the last bullet of the Eva-8 drum into the shadows.     “Your telling me you haven’t seen what they can do yet? *cough* Lucky.” Mirage rolled onto his side in the fetal position.     “Can you hurry this up. We need the extra guns.” Bangalore said as she reloaded her g7 and R301.     There was silence for the most part outside of the gunfire and the sounds of Octane trying to keep as many of the Shadows distracted chasing him. Wanting to give her time to examine figure out the quickest and best way possible to get them up again especially since they had no doubt it would happen again.     “Ok, got it.” Lifeline informed as Crypto was up with a shield battery and she went on to Mirage.     “Gibraltar brief her on the situation.”     “Those Shadows kill*cough* Like, you die die.” Mirage interrupted as lifeline went to roll him onto his back.     “If you have a strong armor you can survive one hit but well you see how the brudda’s turned out.”     “If they do kill you, You become those shadows.” Wraith added.     “Poor Wattson.” Mirage whimpered as it flashed in his mind again.     “Everyone not here dead?” Lifeline asked.     “Yup.” Mirage not wanting to be out of the conversation, hearing his own voice was a comfort to him.     “Not true. Bloodhound.” Wraith informed.     “Before Crypto was downed he found out that an Evac ship would be coming.”     “Bloodhound went out to scout and find its LZ.”     “I wouldn’t count on that.” Lifeline said taking a moment to fire thru her shield dissipating a shadow bloodhound.     “Mother fucker!” Bangalore’s cussing coming out.     A timer now appeared on the word above it saying Evac ship, “Oh look I've changed the game again. Better get running skin bags.”     “Shit!… Crypto find the location.”     “Already on it.” Crypto threw out his drone that he controlled to have a look around.     Lifeline was done with mirage giving him a shield battery to finish the job. Then after giving Bangalore some more ammo went to cover Crypto. Things were so tense and the stakes were so high that it affected everyone. Bangalore cussed more mirage and octane both grew quieter. Crypto was starting to sweat and wraith’s arm burned more. Gibraltar and lifeline only ones that successfully hid it from the other legends.     “Found it. Artillery.” He quickly closed it and stood up.     “Octane get your ass over here!” Bangalore ordered.     Octane found his way to them taking out more shadows on the way. Just as he was almost there a shadow got him in the back “That hurts!” he stumbled forward his high tier armor protecting him from instant death the covering fire preventing a 2nd hit.     “Dome shield out!” Gibraltar’s shield just powered up the shadows unable to pass thru it but didn’t stop them from attacking it keeping the tension high.     “Heh things are bad huh Mi Chica.” Octane lay on his front as Lifeline tended to him.     “They aren’t good. Just stay with everyone things will be fine my wreck” She assured.     “Things going to get loud.” Gibraltar opened up the skies before his shield power fails.     Ajay helped Octavio up when he was done taking a moment to pull him close and tell him, “I love you no matter what happens.”     “You talking crazy. Nothing is going to happen, I’ll tell and show you how I feel when we get home.” He started to use a pheonix kit to charge up himself fully.     Shield went down before he got much progress in his charge and the shadows came in again. Mirage running out of ammo and punching the pathfinder Shadow. Shadow Bloodhound coming out of nowhere with their claws set on Octane.     Everything seemed to move in slow motion for Lifeline now. As her gun made the click sound of an empty mag and the others distracted, out of ammo or in the middle of reloads. She took a few steps and jumped Mirage and Crypto reaching out to her as if to try and prevent her. She managed to put herself in the way of those claws and the momentum causing them both to tumble down and away as Bangalore took the well placed shot to deal with Bloodhound. She reached out as she looked at him a relieved smile before the life left her.     “Ajay?” Octane unable to believe his goggles taking steps forward Wraith halting them.     “Why didn’t you tell me she had weak armor.” Crypto glared at Octane blaming him.     Lifelines body started to give off black wisps from the wounds those wisps wrapping around her body as parts of her started to glow red. As the black got deeper and more ichor like her body started to rise before clawing at the air and standing up.     Wraith took two shots with the havoc killing the newly shadowed lifeline, “We need to go. Now!” She started her portal and made her way towards artillery.     “Why did she do that. Why did Wraith do that!?” Octane was pissed.     “She did what had to be done.” Gibraltar who showed a bit of hurt from lifelines death.     “I need to go find her.” Octane was about to bolt.     “No you don’t.” Crypto grabbed him and threw him at the portal which just opened and jumped right after him.     At the other side of the portal both wraith and Crypto took the moment to prevent him from leaving and talk some sense into him. “She made the choice to sacrifice herself for you.”     “I would have preferred if she let you die”     “That's not helping Crypto.” Wraith scolded.     “He’s being an idiot.” Crypto responded.     “Oh finally someone else is being an idiot…wait what am I saying?” Mirage commented stepping away from the portal entrance.     “We gotta get moving. Evac incoming.” Bangalore ordered Shadows already cutting the distance some falling in.     Crypto took control of his drone quickly and moved it into position. He set off the EMP of his drone to slow all the shadows blocking the path.     “I’m not going. Leave without me.” Octane was making his way to bolt.     “Oh yes you are Brudda.” Gibraltar picked him up.     They ran to the ship wraith, Bangalore and Mirage now taking an every man for themselves mentality. Crypto hanging behind Gibraltar to make sure he got on with Octane as he would not let her sacrifice be in vain. Right as Crypto would be jumping on as the ship was getting ready to take off two of the shadows pounced and got him destroying his armor he fell to his knees.     “Forever family.” Crypto uttered as he collapsed forward his drone coming to hover around him.     The ship began its take off as everyone took a moment of silence. Mirage hugging his knees to his chest as he sat on the floor. Wraith holding her head as the voices were being loud. Bangalore checked her weapons and ammo realizing she only had one the one bullet left, the one in the chamber. Gibraltar hung his head loosening his grip on Octane him being so light that he forgot he was carrying him.     Octane wiggled his way free but the doors were sealed shut. Through the slitted windows he saw shadow lifeline climb up to the top of the tallest structure in artillery. She just stood there staring up at the ship the others climbing up and joining her as it flew over.     “Let me out!” He started to kick the door. “Déjame salir ahora!” He kept up the racket until Bangalore came and knocked him out collapsing loudly next to Mirage.     Mirage woke with a start in his couch bed on the ship all the legends called home when doing worlds Edge matches. He didn’t waste anytime jumped up from the couch and straight towards Wattson’s area. “Wattson Wattson Wattson Wattson!” She had already started to make her way out to the common area as did everyone else. “Yeees you guys are alive!”     Octane seeing lifeline ran up to her wrapping his arms around her and spinning her around. “I love love love love you! Te amo Ajay.”     “Did my friends have a strange dream too?” Pathfinder asked.     “That nightmare is going to give me nightmares” Mirage shivered.     The same creepy voice from the nightmare spoke, “Trick or treat Legends.”     On the table was a card in shadow gray with faded white bleeding eyes drawn on it and underneath them the words. “Happy Halloween.”

Chapter 0 - Frustration/Relaxation

[font=aktiv-grotesk,]Her husband was gone for over an hour.[/font] [font=aktiv-grotesk,]Causing the wife’s mood to grow very sour.[/font] [font=aktiv-grotesk,]He always moved at his Leisure.[/font] [font=aktiv-grotesk,]Causing the Absence of her pleasure.[/font] [font=aktiv-grotesk,]Growing very tired of this game.[/font] [font=aktiv-grotesk,]She made her way down to the lane.[/font] [font=aktiv-grotesk,]There were whores everywhere.[/font] [font=aktiv-grotesk,]Quickly forgetting all her cares.[/font] [font=aktiv-grotesk,]She had her eye on one particular.[/font] [font=aktiv-grotesk,]That didn’t seem all that peculiar.[/font] [font=aktiv-grotesk,]He spotted her and made his way.[/font] [font=aktiv-grotesk,]Before he even could begin to say.[/font] [font=aktiv-grotesk,]She said,”Don’t worry I can pay.”[/font] [font=aktiv-grotesk,]“Now Right this way and don’t stray.”[/font] [font=aktiv-grotesk,]He smiled dashingly and took her hand.[/font] [font=aktiv-grotesk,]Showing her the lay of his land.[/font] [font=aktiv-grotesk,]Into the Alley filled with red Neon Light.[/font] [font=aktiv-grotesk,]She grasped his hand with all her might.[/font] [font=aktiv-grotesk,]Into a hotel building they ventured.[/font] [font=aktiv-grotesk,]Past the manager with loose dentures.[/font] [font=aktiv-grotesk,]Walking Thru room 609’s door.[/font] [font=aktiv-grotesk,]Their clothes hitting the floor.[/font] [font=aktiv-grotesk,]She pushed him to the bed.[/font] [font=aktiv-grotesk,]No longer feeling so dead.[/font] [font=aktiv-grotesk,]Her hand gripping his Rod.[/font] [font=aktiv-grotesk,]Making her forget that Sod.[/font] [font=aktiv-grotesk,]She asked “Do you have strong lungs?”[/font] [font=aktiv-grotesk,]“I take it you want my tongue?”[/font] [font=aktiv-grotesk,]Her lavish ass sat on his face.[/font] [font=aktiv-grotesk,]Hands squeezed and massaged at her grace.[/font] [font=aktiv-grotesk,]His tongue worked thru her fold.[/font] [font=aktiv-grotesk,]Her wide hips he grabbed hold.[/font] [font=aktiv-grotesk,]One soft hand worked his large shaft.[/font] [font=aktiv-grotesk,]“So that's why you chose this craft.”[/font] [font=aktiv-grotesk,]His tongue picked up its lapping pace.[/font] [font=aktiv-grotesk,]She squirmed and ground against his face.[/font] [font=aktiv-grotesk,]He started to run out of breath.[/font] [font=aktiv-grotesk,]As she had her first little death.[/font] [font=aktiv-grotesk,]Her phone started to ring.[/font] [font=aktiv-grotesk,]The husband's tone did sing.[/font] [font=aktiv-grotesk,]There he goes ruining her pleasure.[/font] [font=aktiv-grotesk,]Yet again at his own leisure.[/font] [font=aktiv-grotesk,]She got dressed a bit unstable.[/font] [font=aktiv-grotesk,]Leaving the cash on the table.[/font]

Chapter 1 - She Really Does Get In There

"Heyyyyyyyyyy, Denji." Himeno says, swinging an arm around the boy next to her. On her face, she wore her cheeky smile, which only spelled bad things to the devil hybrid, who fidgeted slightly under the sudden female contact. "Hi, Himeno." Denji responds, not exactly in the mood to say much to the woman who.... Nevermind. In any case, while he would've liked to blow her off, he still had some partial attraction to the veteran devil hunter. Even if she could be quite the drunk at times. "You want another kiss?" Himeno asks, causing Denji's somewhat neutral expression to flip-flop into nothing but total befuddlement at the woman's out-of-nowhere question. "What?! No!" Denji snaps back. Ever since he started this whole devil-hunting thing, kisses have been... Less than ideal. One of those experiences came from Himeno herself during that time at the bar where she... Damn it! He tried to block that memory out ever since it happened, and now it was all coming back to him. "Oh, come on, Denji-boy," Himeno says, getting herself up closer up against Denji's side, intentionally or unintentionally squeezing her breast up against him in the process. However, when it came to someone like Himeno, the answer probably lay in the former. "I ain't gonna, well, do that again." Himeno explains, her once sly-sounding voice gaining a little bit of embarrassment as even she couldn't help but feel a little grossed out by what she did. "Besides, I ain't talking about your regular, normal, everyday kiss." Himeno adds on, leaning in closer as Denji peers over toward her, a cautious yet also curious expression on his face. ---- After the events of the bar and the night that followed, Denji didn't really think he'd ever end up back in Himeno's apartment alone. Another thing he didn't also expect was to be on his hands and knees on top of Himeno's bed as she tended to him from behind, which came in the form of her softly stroking his member while she ate out his ass. "Ngh, mmmm...." Denji murmured to himself quietly, unsure of what to do with himself as he felt the older woman's tongue dive deep into his rear and press into his prostate, causing his already rock-hard cock to grow even harder as Himeno's hand worked expertly in dragging him along toward orgasm. During his time working for the Yakuza as their errand boy/slave, Denji had surprisingly never come across anything a boy his age shouldn't see in terms of intimate acts. The most he ever really learned about was from movies. And in none of those movies did any of them have any sex scenes ever involve what Himeno was doing right now. Even the pervy magazines he managed to grab from time to time or catch the occasional view of didn't even mention the action the devil hunter behind him was currently committing. But that wasn't to say that he wasn't enjoying it. Quite the contrary, as a matter of fact, it felt fantastic as Himeno's tongue lapped and pressed into his rear hole. All the while, down below, her hand practically tried to milk him for all that he was worth. And for Himeno, she was having the time of her life. Not minding a single bit regarding what she was doing as she continued to tease and prod at Denji's asshole with her tongue. She had done it before, a couple of times. So this wasn't anything new for her as she pressed her tongue deep into the boy's rear puckering hole. Slowly, though, she pulled her head back, leaving behind a spit trail connecting her lips to Denji's rear as she managed to catch the sight of the hybrid's rear hole winking at her, making her slightly chuckle to herself as she stroked his rear almost lovingly before asking, "Told ya it wouldn't be your everyday kiss." Himeno chuckles, even as Denji only lets out a groan in response. Still, once she was done laughing, she returned her mouth to what it was doing, tending to his asshole as she pressed her tongue as deep as it could go. It was strange. A mixture of feeling good but all at the same time unnatural for Denji as he braced himself as he continued to kneel there, his orgasm mere moments away as his rock-hard cock throbbed while it was held in Himeno's hand. He was always looking forward to having some sort of sexual experience in his life, but something like this was far beyond anything he usually would've thought of. But, hey, coming from where he was before, he guessed he could call this a win in some form or fashion. Especially as the head of his member leaked out more and more pre into Himeno's hand, giving her more lubricant to use in continuing to stroke him off. "M-Ms. Himeno...." Denji stutters, trying to give some sort of warning to the devil hunter behind him as felt his cock about to explode into an orgasm. Luckily, his brief and minor message is more than enough to tell Himeno what's about to happen, and so, in one final brief moment, she worms her tongue as deep as it could possibly go inside his ass while at the same time, sped up her stroking ten fold, causing Denji's cock to twitch with arousal inside her grasp. Then, just as suddenly as all of this began, Denji lets out a low groan mixed with a moan as his member shoots off the first load of cum which splatters across the bed beneath him. However, Himeno keeps going, working her hand even faster than before as Denji's cock continues to fire off more and more cum. All the while, she still continues to tease his rear with her tongue and push him along his erotic high even further before his flow of fluids finally begins to die down. Then, once she was done with him, Himeno pulled back, admiring her work of a currently shivering yet also more than satisfied Denji, who pants exhaustedly on her bed, body covered in a small sheen of sweat, all before he finally began to calm down, and she helped him to lay up further on her comforter. Looking up at the ceiling, Denji feels a strange sense of deja vu as he lies there. Especially as his gaze falls down toward Himeno, who climbs up to lay directly on his chest and gazes into his eyes in such a way that leaves his heart nearly about to beat out from his chest. "Not bad, huh?" Himeno asks, a sly yet also playful expression on her face as she looks into Denji's sweating face. "Yeah, not bad at all." Denji says before turning his gaze back up toward the ceiling. He didn't know exactly what this meant for the relationship between him and Himeno, but at that point, he didn't really mind. It might've not been the kiss he was looking for, but it was still something that left him reeling all the way through. ---- Howdy Doody!~ Wanted to do another Chainsaw Man story and figured the dynamic between Himeno and Denji would be a good place to start. Peeps on Patreon had access to this story since January, so if you want the same kind of deal for 3 measly dollars, just head on over via the link here: patreon.com/ZZOMBOHO Here's my Twitter, too: https://twitter.com/ZZOMBOHO Anywho, I hope you enjoyed it!~

Chapter 6 - Genuine Octane

   Lifeline:1 day left.     Octane:U beat me.     Lifeline:Hope today goes fast     Octane:U stealing my lines chica     Lifeline: :P     Lifeline was texting more today than any other day of her trip but not to Octane. It was double checking all the stuff she had planned for the date was still good to go. It had been a long while since she has looked forward to something. Sometimes it caused her to laugh to herself as she never once thought she would be excited or looking forward to something with Octane.     The day seemed to move slower for both of them. A good portion of Octanes day was eaten up with maintenance. The rest setting up some things of his own for the day she returned. Octane would bug her until she messaged him back that night.     Octane:How about now?     Lifeline:Yes.     Octane:Finally!     Octane:Can I pick U up 2morrow? I can rent 2 rooms.     Lifeline:Not sure…     Octane:Why?     Lifeline:I need ya to pick up food for our date.     Octane:I can still do that.     Lifeline:Our dates at kings canyon. So make sure its food that can travel well.     Octane:Si     Lifeline:I checked with Natalie to make sure. We will have the entire place to ourselves.     Octane:Can I pick U up?     Octane:Ajay answer me please.     Lifeline:…     Octane:Please can I pick U up?     Lifeline:No.     Lifeline: I want to say yes.     Octane:Then say yes.     Lifeline:I worry that if I see ya before our date that all my plans will be wasted.     Octane:Worried that U won’t be able to resist boarding the Octrain?     Lifeline:Well now I don’t want to see ya when I get back so I don’t slap ya.     Octane:U can slap me whenever and as much as U want chica.     Octane:He sent her one of the pictures he took of the hickey after she gave it to him. Not the best one as it wasn’t the one with her in the background but one he hoped she’d like.     Lifeline:Ya took a good pic.     Octane:U make a good hickey.     Lifeline:I should get to bed.     Octane:I love U Ajay. Dulces sueños de mi.     Lifeline:I love Ya too. Goodnight Silva.     The next day she was on her way back. This time the transport left late which she made sure to let some people know including Octane. She didn’t tell anyone how late as she didn’t know.     Upon exiting the station she was surprised to see a familiar cap and goggles duck behind the cement planter fence. She laughed to herself amused but it did make her happy to see him. She took a few steps to the side as to not block the way and pulled out her phone.     Lifeline:I know ya here. I’m tired and I don’t feel like taking a train. The room offer still open?     Octane:YEESS!     He jumped up, flipped over the cement planter and ran the short distance to her wrapping his arms around her. One of her arms was holding her bag so she hooked her arm around him that held the phone. She broke the embrace rather quickly which caused Octane to pout.     “So do ya need to get a new set of rooms?” Lifeline started to walk to the sidewalk and down towards the direction of most hotels.     “No. I have the key to both rooms. right here!” He held up the key cards.     “What would ya have done if I didn’t change my mind.” She nudged him as they kept walking.     “Have an empty room next to mine. Duuuh.” He didn’t expect her to change her mind but it made him happy she did.     “Lets stop off at a laundromat. My clothes could use a wash.” She knew the area pretty well.     “The hotel offers a laundry service.” Octane doesn’t wash his own clothes.     “Nah. I can do it.”     “If you need clean ropa sooner how about I buy you some?”     “Why?” She responded bluntly.     “I just want you to be able to get the most rest.”     “Ya actually sound genuine.”     “Everything I say is genuine…” He jumped in front of her and did the legs spread hips forward double horn pose that they sell posters of him doing. “Genuine Octane chica!”     She laughed amused stopping only for a moment before walking around him. “Okay.”     The shopping trip was quick as she didn’t bother to try anything on. She knew her size and she only bought brands she was familiar with. She had to buy even a set of undergarments which took her more time then it should. She had to keep kicking Octane out of the area, one time physically kicking him. Due to that fact, she made sure to buy a set of pajamas.     At check out she put her hands over his goggled eyes and pulled back and down as he was only inches taller than her. He leaned backwards arching his back as he stood his ground but not fighting her. Not fully trusting him due to how many times he tried to sneak a peak earlier she kept her hands clasped tight against his goggles despite his compliance.     “Your not even going to let me see now? Ya know I am going to see them eventually. right?”     “Maybe ya won’t. Maybe I’ll just make sure to wear them when I don’t plan for ya to see me.” She retorted.     When everything was bagged she kissed his cheek and let go. The price didn’t matter nor how much she bought. She could have gotten everything in the store and he wouldn’t have complained or said anything. Once it was paid for before Lifeline could grab the bag he snatched it and ran out with it.     “Lets go get some food! I’m hambriento, Hungry.” He ran a bit further before slowing down.     “How about Chinese. We can eat it in the hotel.” Lifeline offered only increasing her pace slightly knowing he’d slow down.     “My treat.” He wanted to spoil her.     “Na-uh. I got it” She grabbed his hand and lead the way.     They approached family owned Chinese food place only a couple blocks out of the way.     “Fortune cookie! long time no see.” A muscular man in his 30s said ignoring all other customers when he noticed her.     “Hey Yung. Ya seem to be doing even better than last time.” She commented.     “Can’t complain, order however much and whatever you want for you and your friend here.” Yung said with his big smile.     “Do you know who that is? He’s the famous Legend Octane from the apex games.” A regular customer of his commented.     “He could be a jade tiger and it wouldn’t matter. Only one legend here and its Fortune cookie.” Yung said smiling at Lifeline with the warmest of smiles.     “Take ya other customers orders. We can wait.” She bossed him around like she did anyone else.     “Fortune cookie?” Octane asked as he opened up a paper menu.     “It’s just a nickname. No big deal.” She responded simply.     “So should I call You Fortune cookie?” He played.     “If you do I’ll block ya again.” She glared over the menu at him.     “Ok no Fortune cookie.” He held his hands up in a matching action.     They ordered their food and more then a normal person as Octane couldn’t decide what to eat so ordered everything that Lifeline suggested. Yung took it in stride and didn’t complain. After all Lifeline barely came in to get food so one big meal doesn’t even catch up to the free food everyday for life he gave her. She did talk with Yung and caught up a bit in the time it took him to prepare all the food.     “I am a bit disappointed you won’t eat here with me Fortune cookie but I understand. Come visit sooner next time.” He commented as he handed her two large bags of food.     “I’ll try. Thanks for the food. Betta keep taking care of yaself Yung.” She ordered.     “Remember its always on the house for you so don’t starve yourself.” He reminded before the door closed.     Octane felt out of place and was glad to be away from the restaurant. It was a part of her world he had never been in or experienced before. He wasn’t sure how to feel about it… Then his stomach grumbled and he just felt hungry.     Ajay laughed as it had to have been the first time she ever heard that. “How long did ya wait to spy on me?”     “4…5…6 hours maybe?” He wasn’t sure he just knew it was another very boring time in his life but worth it, this time.     “Ya weirdo” She teased but she couldn’t get mad at him for it. “I’ll race ya to the hotel.”     “Your on Chica!” He was excited.     He of course beat her as she was restricted by the food and not wanting to spill it or make a mess. He did always make sure to keep her in sight. They went straight in and only broke off for a bit as she put the clothes and her bag in her room. She told him to start without her as she wanted to get the laundry sent out before it got later.     When she came back into his room as he gave her the key everything was set out on the table. His mask removed as he waited for her.     “Welcome back. Ready to eat?” He smiled.     “I told ya to start without me…But Thank ya.” She smiled.     Ajay was starting to realize he was full of surprises as he pleasantly surprised her again. She sat across from him and after she had the first bite he began to dig in. It was quiet for a little while as they ate since they both were hungry.     “So why are you called Fortune cookie?” Octanes curiosity was getting the better of him.     “Ya not going to let that go if I don’t tell are ya?” She commented perturbed.     He just shook his head emphatically as his mouth was full. She took one more bite and washed it down with iced tea. She sat there a moment gathering her thoughts of how to explain. He was going to push but she started before he got the first words out.     “When I first ran away from my family. I went to that restaurant that was in a different location then now. I heard they had cheap prices and they were doing a sort of special with their fortune cookies. Some of the cookies had a prize ticket for different things. The usual was like a free side or drink. A panda stuffed animal was one of the rare ones.     I got one that was for a free meal. When I came back to claim it a few days later while I was eating a fight broke out. It eventually lead to gunfire. Yung got shot a couple times in the crossfire. I helped protect his family and then when the men made a run for it I tended to his injuries. I patched him up but they were too poor to get the health care they require. So I would come back to check on him everyday. That was before D.O.C.     They kept insisting on repaying me but I knew with him injured their business would suffer. They would be insulted if I didn’t take anything though. So each time I asked for a single fortune cookie. I ate the cookie but I left behind the fortune or ticket that was inside…     Is that the last Kebab?!”She just noticed him eating another beef Kebab while she talked.     Octane didn’t say anything as she checked. She jumped up and grabbed his hand as he was about to take another bite she stole that bite.     “Selfish” she said with her mouth full. After she swallowed she went on. “Ya can have the rest of that one but all the spring rolls are mine.” She claimed the container and moved it directly in front of her so he couldn’t sneak them.     “No fair chica, I haven’t even tried one.” He half heartedly protest as what she did was so cute.     “Shoulda thought of that before eating all the kebabs.” She took a fork full of Chow mien and ate it saving the egg rolls for later.     “Can I at least get the end of the story?… Pllleeease.” He playfully pouted.     “Fine.” She took a couple more bites of food as she gathered her train of thought. “Well it isn’t anything special after that. After Yung recovered enough to go back to business as usual they stopped having fortune cookies and instead started calling me that. Yungs wife said it was since I ate so many fortune cookies that I turned into one. Yung said its because a fortune cookie saved his life so it's the perfect nickname for me. He offered me free food for the rest of my life even if they eventually decide to close the business I could come over to their home for a meal. I’m sure they stopped having fortune cookies to get me to accept.”     “Well their foods amazing.” He complimented.     “Ya eating so fast I doubt ya can even taste it.”     It was quiet again as she concentrated on eating. Octane almost eating half of the food during her story. It would amaze her if he wasn’t like this since childhood. His fast metabolism able to keep the fat off which she was a bit jealous of in her early teens.     When she finally got to the spring rolls Octane stopped eating watching. Lifeline wasn’t paying attention as she looked at the top row trying to find the best one to start with. When she settled on one she pulled it out but before it got anywhere near her mouth. Octane using his speed and agility got up and it into his mouth before she noticed. His lips touching the tips of her fingers. He waited there a moment just to make sure she saw him. Then he took his bite and hopped away and celebrated as chewed it slowly.     She stood there staring at her hand that held only 1/3 of the egg roll. She took a deep breath and then let out a sigh and shook her head. “Ya might as well eat the rest.”     She held it out to him in the palm of her hand. He didn’t even say anything and instead bent over and ate it out of her hand before licking where it rested which caused her to snatch her hand away. He smirked as he chewed and she just shook her head with an amused laugh.     “I love you Ajay.” He said after he swallowed.     “I love ya too, now sit and finish eating.” She smiled but was more concentrated on finishing eating before it got too cold.     As per usual he ate 2/3 of the shared meal but didn’t steal anymore spring rolls. Since he behaved for the rest of the meal she gave him one of the last 2. Which he decided instead of taking the one in the container he stole it out of her hand with his mouth again. She just let it go expecting it and picked up the one left and took a bite out of it rolling her eyes.     They cleaned up throwing all the trash out and she sat back down to let her stomach settle. He scooted his chair to be closer to her.     “So…Do ya have condoms for tomorrow?” She asked while they sat there.     “So we are having sex tomorrow.” He smirked.     “Maybe…” She smirked back.     “Awww, Why you keep teasing me?” He pouted.     “So I take it I should go buy some.”     Octavio sighed “Ajay…Ya never need condoms with me.”     The entire mood got so serious you could physically feel the weight. Ajay knew quite a few of his health issues since even before he blew off his own legs. She knew about his dialysis machine which is what annoyed her most about him running off as soon as he got his new legs. Still she didn’t think it was right to know all his medical history despite having full permission to.     He went on “I am so messed up I can’t even have kids.”     Ajay wasn’t sure what to say to that yet. Her usual way of dealing with Silva didn’t seem right. Her silence wasn’t much better for him as he started to slouch from the weight. He wasn’t scared of much but he was scared that this could destroy the relationship before it really got going. He never cared about having kids so it never bothered him only reason it bothered him now was ‘cause of her.     “I keep trying to figure out a less callus way of responding but… I don’t care. I decided that my family line dies with me a long time ago.”     He let out a relieved sigh as he reached out and squeezed her hand. “Your silence asustado  me. You should just be yourself, I can take it. Always have.”     “Is there anything else I should know?” She squeezed his hand back.     “I haven’t had sex since before I blew off my legs. So it's almost like I’m a virgin again.” He joked.     She gave a quick laugh and stood up and giving him a quick peck on the lips. “Ya weirdo. It's getting late. Go shower and don’t stay up too late. We have an early morning tomorrow.”     He sat there as she grabbed her phone and watched her. “I love you Ajay.”     “I love ya too. Goodnight Silva.” She wished him with a warm smile as she opened the door.     “Dulces sueños de mi.” He wished back.     She paused in the doorway and turned half towards him. “What does that mean anyway?”     “Sweet dreams of me.” He answered with a smirk.     “Sweet wet dreams to ya.” She winked and then waved before the door closed.     “No fair.” He commented to himself.

Chapter 1 - Not A Half Bad Easter, If I Do Say So Myself

When it came to Easter, it would've been obvious to anyone that Rumi, of all people, was going to celebrate it. A rabbit heroine and Easter holiday, it was a match made in Heaven and made the number 5 hero quite the hot commodity when the time rolled around each year as countless hero and ad agencies practically begged and groveled at Rumi's feet to get her to do SOMETHING Easter related. Something she was always reluctant toward but still ended up doing it anyway, which she usually just chopped up to being due to the paycheck she always got. But to those who truly knew her, it was clear and obvious as day that she did it for the people. A little gift back toward them after everything that they gave her. Although, if you were to ask her, she'd deny it. A hardass hero like herself? Hell no. She sure as fuck wasn't into that mushy shit. But all of that changed this time around, now that Rumi had her own hero agency. It was up to her to get the ball rolling on celebrations, something that Rumi herself expected to happen given her newfound status as head of a hero agency. Still, that didn't make all of the planning any easier, as she practically had to remodel her entire agency to fit an Easter theme and fit the countless droves of people who would end up coming by. Luckily, however, Rumi had her special staff to help her with everything she needed and two particular sidekicks to help pick up the slack that might've been present in certain locations. ---- "Phew, final egg." Jirou huffs as she finishes hiding the final egg for the Easter egg hunt. It was difficult trying to find hiding places in an office complex to place colored plastic eggs but with Mina by her side. Everything went by surprisingly well, for the most part. "Alright, people!" Rumi calls out, stepping out from her office in her hero outfit. "Three more minutes until showtime!" She adds, passing by the various crews putting together the final few touches to make sure everything was absolutely perfect. For once, it seemed like Rumi was taking something fairly seriously. A shock to some, but to those who were in the know, it was a pretty reasonable understanding to have. It was the pro herione's first real event, and it seemed she had the entirety of Japan's Easter riding on her shoulders for it. But, like always, she didn't let it bother her in the least. "Uh, hey, Rumi?" Mina calls out, following after her mentor while wearing her hero outfit, albeit with a pair of bunny ears on her head. The same could be said for Jirou, who follows along as Rumi turns toward them while still continuing to walk, forcing the duo to walk alongside her through the hustle and bustle of what was going on. "Yo, what's up?" Rumi asks, giving her sidekicks her full attention despite everything that was going on. "Me and, uh," Mina glances at Jirou, who only nods back at her. "Me and Jirou were wondering if, when things start to wind down, do you think we could go hang out with our friends?" Mina asked, looking slightly sheepish as she did so. A far cry from how she usually was as a person, but given everything that was happening, it was fairly reasonable to understand that there might be a concern. However, quickly pushing those concerns away with a smile, Rumi reaches out a hand to place on Mina's shoulder. "Yeah, totally. Things will probably be a little crazy at first, but later on, you guys should have some room to do whatever the Hell you want. Long as you both meet me back here later tonight. If that's alright?" Rumi asks, with both Mina and Jirou nodding in response. "Great!" Rumi chuckles as she and her two sidekicks enter the elevator to go down and open the front doors to get the days events started. "You girls handle all the eggs?" Rumi asks. "Yep. All 365 of them." Jirou huffs as she hands Rumi a small clipboard containing all the locations of the eggs. "Great!" Rumi beams as she takes the clipboard, quickly flipping through it before tossing it back over to Jirou. "So, uh, you girls think you'll participate in the egg hunt?" Rumi asks as she reaches up a hand to scratch her nose. "Nah, probably just gonna hang out with friends." Jirou says. "Yep, me too!" Mina smiles. "Alright, then." Rumi chuckles under her breath as the elevator doors open, letting the trio out into the main lobby. At the front entrance, a veritable carnival had been set up. This was only the tip of the iceberg in terms of what was to come for the celebration, but it was more than enough to keep the people outside happy and entertained for the time being before things kicked into high gear. "OK, girls. Let's get this party started." Rumi says to her two sidekicks before kicking open the front doors open. "Are you people ready for Easter!?" She calls out, getting a loud roar of cheering and applause back in response. From there, the day progressed like it was meant to. Celebrations were had, people had fun, and everything went well. And as things wound down for the day, Jirou and Mina were able to sneak away like Rumi promised them, allowing them to hang out with their friends and family and just generally have a good time. Even then, however, both sidekicks remembered what they had also promised their mentor to do, and as the night sky loomed over in the distance and the hero agency was just about empty, Mina and Jirou made their way to Rumi's office. "What do you think she wants?" Mina asks, looking genuinely curious as she seems to bob around in place. "What do you think?" Jirou chuckles under her breath. It didn't take a genius to see what Rumi would be looking for out of both of them, given their recent history of sexual escapades. Even then, however, Jirou herself wasn't completely against it. It was fun to fuck, and it was even more fun to get fucked by someone like Rumi, not that she'd ever admit it out loud. Nevertheless, the duo stepped out of the elevator and made their way toward Rumi's office. Twinges of arousal already sparking through the both of them as they walked up to the large door before proceeding to knock on it. "Yo! Come on in!" Rumi calls out from behind it, giving both Mina and Jirou the go-ahead to reach over and push the door open to reveal, sure enough, Rumi sitting across her desk, thick, muscly legs crossed but nevertheless seductively as she sees both of her sidekicks. "So," Rumi starts. "Pretty fun day right." "Yeah, I guess you could say that." Jirou says, keeping calm pretty well while Mina is next to her, eyes locked on the thing Rumi is hiding between her legs. Earning herself a sharp elbow from Jirou into her side in response, snapping her out of cock hungry daze. "Yeah, fun." Mina says, wiping some spit from her lower lip before reluctantly turning to look at Rumi, who only smirks at her in return. "Well, I know you guys said you weren't going to be joining in the egg hunt, but...." Rumi trails off as she opens her legs, revealing her fat, gorgeous member but, most notably of all, her thick testicles underneath, both of which were painted to look like Easter eggs. "Heh, what-" "ME FIRST!" Before Jirou can even say anything about what she is seeing, Mina suddenly pushes her to the side, causing her to stagger back. At the same time, she quickly rushes over, hops down onto her knees, and begins sucking on Rumi's balls. "Mmmmmm.... Shloooo gooood...." Mina moans, mouth full of her mentor's testicles while her eyes were practically hearts at that point. "Heh, had em' painted with flavored coloring. You're welcome, by the way." Rumi smirks down at Mina, who only continues to suck on her balls before reaching up a hand to grab hold of her long, thick member to start eagerly stroking it. "MMmmm, yeshl, thank you Rumi.~" Mina moans, working one hand on Rumi's cock while her other was between her legs, furiously fingering herself. Something that Rumi would allow her to do since she helped so much during the day's events. Even then, however, to someone like Jirou, who watched from behind, she was just standing there, shocked at how much of a slut her friend was acting. Regardless, that didn't mean she didn't feel aroused herself. "M-Mina, control yourself!" Jirou says, walking up slightly behind her friend. But Mina doesn't pay her any mind. Not in the least, as her eyes remained solely focused on Rumi's gaze and the cock she was currently stroking off before letting it slap down across her face. Jirou was someone who very much cared about the well-being of her friends. More than anything else in the world. So to have one of them acting in such a way right in front of her, well it was something she didn't want to like. And yet, watching Mina go to town, tonguing Rumi's balls like nothing else in the world mattered, she couldn't help but feel slightly jealous. "Mmmmm, oh, get out of the way!" Jirou says, finally breaking under the pressure as she kneels down right beside Mina before proceeding to push her over so that she can get access to the precious jewels directly in front of her. "Knew it wouldn't take you long." Rumi smirked, satisfied with herself at how eager both her students were in trying to please her. "Slhut, up!" Jirou slurs as she begins to lick and suck on her balls, savoring the sweet taste that she got from the coloring plastered across them while also taking into account the salty, bitter flavoring which was also present from Rumi's perspiration. "Oh, don't be such a bitch, Jirou.~" Mina coos in her ear, rising up to take the head of Rumi's member into her mouth. "There's plenty for all of us." She breathed out lustfully before beginning to suck on her mentor's cock, easily taking half of it into her mouth with little to no issue while beneath her, Jirou continued tending to her balls, treating them preciously inside her maw as her own eyes began to imminent that same lustful love Mina's had. Overall, it was a sight to behold. Two more than attractive women tending to her cock like it was the most important thing in the world; it was something some people could only dream of, herself excluded, of course, as she was living just that life and getting as much enjoyment as she possibly could from the sensations and feelings that would've left most just about to cum. But not Rumi. No. Her stamina more that supported her in the moment as just leaned back and enjoyed the show. Watching as both her girls pushed themselves as far as they could possibly go. With Mina, she was slowly but surely throating herself across Rumi's member, all the while humming to add that extra measure of pleasure to it all. While Jirou down below slowly extending her earphone jacks out to wrap around Rumi's balls while she sucked on them, slowly squeezing them in her quirk's wiring grip to maximize the most amount of pleasure that she possibly could. "Ah, yeah, that's good. Just like that." Rumi huffs as she bites her lower lip. They had improved drastically, so much so to the point that as the minutes wore on and on, she could feel herself getting closer to that edge before finally.... "Oh, fuck!" Rumi says as she cums, with Mina quickly pulling her mouth free from the member before lowering her face directly down next to Jirou's so that they both could get their faces covered in hot sticky bunny spunk. And that they did, with the both of them opening their mouths to take as much as they possibly could until the flow of fluids finally ended. "Happy Easter, girls." Rumi smirked, relishing the sight before her as her two trainees sat beneath her, looking as aroused as ever. "Happy Easter, Rumi." Both girls moan, more than happy to please her with their mouths or with any other thing that they could. But once all was said and done, Rumi sat up from her desk, cracked her neck, and while lowering her hands down toward both Mina and Jirou, said, "Now, then. The night is still young, and I'm still hard as ever. So I hope you girls didn't have anything planned tomorrow because we're going to be quite busy." ---- Howdy Doody!~ And Happy Easter!~ I hope ya'll are having a good day out there. Doing whatever you might be doing. Whether it's celebrating the holiday or just simply enjoying yourself, I hope you're all having fun out there. On a side note, MORE MIRUKO CHAPTERS ARE ON THE HORIZON! It won't be long until we're onto the next season of things, I guess you could say. So, in the meantime, take this as a sort of appetizer before our favorite bunny comes back around once again. In fact, the next 7 chapters of the story are up on my Patreon now, so if you want to check it out, here's the link: https://www.patreon.com/ZZOMBOHO And if you wanna be more directly updated as to when I upload, check out my Twitter here: https://twitter.com/ZZOMBOHO But, as always, I hope you enjoyed!~

Chapter 1 - For Good Reason Too

"Merde...." Widowmaker sighs, firing a shot from her rifle from a window miles away from the mission currently happening that takes down a foe coming up right behind one of her crew. Such amateurs. Sloppy and certainly not acceptable for the likes of Talon. But that's what she got for drawing the short straw for when it came to taking out the new recruit crew for on-field training. Continuing to watch them from afar, she ignored the rampant communication requests from them as they tried to fight deeper into enemy territory. Sure, she was meant to be training them. But she couldn't hold their hand the entire time. They needed to learn how to handle themselves when cut off from outside support. She knew that they'd get through eventually. They were more well-armed and prepared. But even then, they were taking far longer than what was needed of them. Frustrating, to say the least, as she continued to watch and analyze from afar. Taking the occasional potshot here and there to cover them as they finally managed to break through their enemy's defenses. "Finally...." Widowmaker sighs, although that feeling of slight relief is dissuaded when she suddenly hears a familiar warping sound, joined by the sound of quick footsteps. "No.... Why is she here?" Widowmaker thinks to herself, listening closer, realizing that the footsteps were coming upstairs to the apartment she was in. Perhaps if she acted quick enough, she'd be able to catch the annoying speedster off guard. So, before the hero could catch her, she used her grappling hook to fire it and latch onto a nearby building ahead of her to pull herself over. However, just as she's about to do just that, she hears the apartment door suddenly shatter open, followed by the sound of more warping coming up right behind her. Just as she was free, a sudden tug on her ankle, which pulled her back halfway into the apartment, cut off her escape. "Ello' Luv! Don't suppose you've got the door and window mixed up." The annoying chipper Brit remarks, already causing the assassin's blood pressure to rise through the roof, if that was even possible. "Va te faire enculer! -Ah!" Widowmaker curses as she tries to pull herself free from the woman's grip, only to shout out in slight pain but more or less surprise as Tracer suddenly closes the window on her. Preventing her from leaving and causing her grappling hook, which was still trying to pull her toward the opposite building, to lurch her forward suddenly before suddenly locking in place, leading her to drop her rifle to the street down below. "You've got to be kidding me." Widowmaker guffaws at the utterly confounding turn of events that led her to where she is now. However, her current circumstances were the least of her worries when considering the person now behind her who was presented with a perfect view of her large, plump rump. Something she quickly understood as she suddenly felt a hand slap her across the ass. "There! Now that'll teach you for bein' a right pillok." Tracer remarks. Their relationship was complicated, to say the least. Between the two of them. Tracer's attraction.... It was obvious from the very beginning when they first met to where they were now. And while she might've tried to be quite flattering with her various attempts of approach, Widowmaker never reciprocated, not in the least, which then led Tracer to become much more.... Forward. Case in point being where she was now. "Agh! What do you want?" Widowmaker asks, turning around to face Tracer, who looks back at her smugly on the other side of the window. "Oh, me? Nothin', just the harmony and happiness that comes with world peace. Along with, well, other things...." Tracer says as her eyes trail down Widowmaker's curvaceous body, stuck perfectly with half of her body outside a window. It was almost a dream come true for the likes of her as she looked deeper at the assassin's ass. Fuck, what a body. Toned, yet also fat and plump in all of those places that got her nerves standing on edge. But as she turns back to look at the angry face of Windowmaker herself, she can't help but ask, "You really stuck there?" "What the hell do you think?" Widowmaker snarled, her blue face almost growing a shade of red as she saw and heard Tracer stifle a laugh from leaving her lips before still letting it all out. "Sorry, sorry." Tracer apologizes in between giggles. "It's just that, all the bickering and faffing about, and THIS is where you end up." "Cut me loose then, and I'll give you the woman that you remember." Widowmaker goads the Overwatch agent. "Ah, luv, you might have a personality that leaves me longing and an ass to die for, but I'm not THAT stupid. Although," Tracer pauses before suddenly reaching out and tearing the bottom of Widowmaker's costume open, causing the once furiously composed assassin to jump as she feels a wave of cool air brush up against her ass. "Don't think I'm just about to pass an opportunity like this up." Tracer says, biting her lower lip as she feels her cock strain inside her jumpsuit. All these years, and she was finally here. Countless times she had tried to sneak up on this ass, only for it to run away from her. And how here it was, right where she wanted it to be in all of its blue glory. She could die right then and there, and she'd be a happy woman. However, just looking at it, it was just the least of the things that she wanted to do. "Your not serious." Widowmaker asks, voice mixing in a smidge of nervousness alongside the mass amounts of fear currently flowing through it. "Oh, I am." Tracer says as she kneels down, getting her face up close to Widowmaker's crotch, letting her warm, hot breath waft over her entrance before reaching out and grabbing hold of her plump ass cheeks, squeezing them tightly between her fingers as her member strains even harder inside her outfit. "Don't mind if I grab myself a bit of a bite, luv?" Tracer asks, her mouth mere inches away from Widowmaker's pussy. "Putain de pervers! Je vais te tuer pour ça!" Widowmaker tries to yell out in French, but her words are suddenly stifled over with a moan as the speedster shoves her face into her ass, her tongue quickly shooting outward as she begins to vigorously suck on Widowmaker's cunt. Causing slight twinges of pleasure, she was already feeling to spark into something even hotter as she squirmed even harder, even going so far as to try and kick back at the pervert currently eating her out. But that ultimately does little to nothing in actually getting Tracer to stop as she sucks even harder on Widowmaker's crotch, digging her tongue as deep as it could possibly go. Finding that despite having cold skin, the assassin had quite a warm interior. Oh, this was going to be fun. "Gah! S-Stop! Stop!" Widowmaker tries to shout, but her words land on deaf ears as Tracer's tongue continues to violate her. Wasn't she supposed to be a hero? She couldn't be doing something like this! Worst of all was the fact that it still felt good, quite good if she was being perfectly honest, as she felt her body unintentionally react to what was going on. Pressing her face in deeper, Tracer's nose dug deep into Widowmaker's rear hole, something blue just like the rest of her body as she inhaled deeply at the almost sweet scent every part of her form seemed to have. Causing her to become more eager with her tongue as she slurped around the assassin's cunt, more than happily ingesting any fluids that might've oozed out of her cunt and taking the time to enjoy the sweet flavor of her honey as it made its way across her tongue. She was getting close, Tracer could tell. And she wouldn't be off in thinking that way as Widowmaker herself felt that unmistakable sensation begin to crawl its way out of her. No matter if she wanted it to or not. This was going to happen. She was going to cum because of Tracer off all people. Thank God she wasn't currently monitored because she doubted she would ever hear the last of it from a certain hacker. Another thing that made her grateful was the fact that the area around them was currently evacuated. The action now going on because of her crew causing the local civilian population to flee. However, it didn't stop her from feeling slightly nervous at being noticed by just some passerby making their way through and hearing her try to stifle her moans of pleasure that tore themselves out from her body. However, with the moan that was about to leave her lips, she began to worry that it would've been easier said than done as Tracer finally did it. Her tongue flicks across her clit the right way one last time, pushing her over that strenuous and delicate edge. "Oooooooohhhhh!!!!" Widowmaker moans before using her free hand to cover her mouth, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes as she feels the pleasure wash over her. At the same time, behind her, Tracer quickly opens her mouth wide as Widowmaker's pussy shoots out a small stream of fluid, which she happily catches into her maw. Sweet and savory, just the type of flavor she was hoping for. For a moment, Tracer lets it sit in her mouth as she enjoys every part of its taste. She had come so far to get to this moment, and now here she finally was. Although, for what she was REALLY looking for, that was only half of the battle. What she was seeking was something she wanted to act on more than anything else, as she finally swallowed down the fluid, she stood back up and began to undo her uniform. Back with Widowmaker, as the pleasure began to die down, the assassin let her arm go slack and fall to the side as she let out an exhausted huff. Merde, she was going to need to get plastered after this and rethink how she went about a few things. Most importantly being, her finally removing this little speedy violater from the picture. All she'd needed to do was just get free, and then she could turn things around. Looking over, she checks her grappling hook once again. Yep, still locked in place. Of all times for it to break. Although, as she looked over at the building its hook was still attached to, an idea began to form. Maybe she could.... Oh, God! What the fuck was that?! Widowmaker jumps as she feels something large and bulbous press into the entrance of her soaking-wet pussy. No, that couldn't be! "Suprise, luv! Been packin' this toy away for bloody ages, waiting for the chance to go to town on this beaut. So I hope you don't mind if I'm a little backed up." Tracer says as she gets ready to penetrate. As the pressure begins to build her pussy, the assassin scrambles now more than ever, free hand lashing around, trying to find some sort of escape measure or leverage to get herself out from where she was. But it was all useless. "Don't! -Gah!" Widowmaker tried to yell, but it was too late; due to her previous teasing, the amount of effort it took for Tracer to force her way in there was almost minuscule as the speedster didn't waste any time in thrusting herself all the way forward inside of the assassin's blue folds until their hips met with a noticeable smack. The head of her cock pressed up against the entrance to her womb before she began to slowly pull herself back, retracting her hips far enough until only the head remained inside of her, to which, with another slam of her hips, she forced her way back down forward. Oh, God! She was inside her. She was actually inside her. Widowmaker would've thought even deeper about that fact if it wasn't for her train of thought being constantly derailed every time Tracer surged her hips forward and speared her cock all the way through her folds. The strength she once had also slowly being sapped away from her at the same time as the speedster holds nothing back in going to town fucking her. "Merde! Get it out! It's too big! You're going to split me in half!" Widowmaker yells. "Aw, luv! Don't tell me you haven't been needin' a proper shaggin' for a while now." Tracer chuckles back in between grunts as she enjoys her prize. Feeling every twitch and tremor of the warm, wet, and, most of all, tight pussy, her cock now found itself lodged deep inside. She just felt like she could keep going all day! Seeing Widowmaker's big blue butt ripple with every thrust dealt into it. At the end of everything, she wanted to make it a memorable experience for herself and Widowmaker. For a bitch with a stick stuck so far up her ass, Tracer was actually genuine in her belief that the cold assassin needed a good and proper fucking. Something that would stay with her throughout their experiences going up against each other in the future. And you know what? The Overwatch agent couldn't wait. Looking down at her chest, however, and noticing her chronal accelerator, the agent of justice suddenly got herself an idea. Emily never went for it. Citing it as being too rough. But since Widowmaker wasn't exactly able to argue, what's the worst that could happen? "Ngh, Alright, luv! Let's see what I can do with this." Tracer grunts as she reaches a hand toward and begins to fiddle with the device. She was curious and plenty excited about the proposition as she activated it, causing her to feel those familiar plumes of power echo throughout her frame as she began to speed up, first getting to her maximum speed and then going beyond even that. "Oh God, yeeeeesssssssss!!!!" Tracer moans loudly as her hips literally become nothing but a blur of movement as she endlessly pounds at Widowmaker, who, in turn, is almost instantly overwhelmed with pleasure. "N-No! S-Stop!" Widowmaker screams, her legs going weak beneath her, but she's kept on her feet by the volley of thrusts Tracer throws into her as she just goes faster and faster and faster. "Fuuuuuuuuuck!" She screams, her clit almost feeling like it was being battered every time the speedster threw her hips forward and caused her thick, cum filled balls to come colliding up against it. Pushing her further and further until.... "STOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOP!" Widowmaker screams, no longer caring about who might hear her as it finally happens, her pussy explodes into a fountain of fluids that spray out against the Overwatch agent's crotch, coating it. Everything that Widowmaker had been put through, her past, the treatments she undertook to make her the monster that she was now, that was all nothing in comparison to how far she was actually being pushed right then and there. Her mind itself was practically fuzzy and blurry, with nothing but arousal being at the forefront of all of it. And it continued to grow, all thanks to Tracer, who kept going. Harder and harder, faster and faster, by the second. Her body shouldn't even be able to take such a deluge of thrusts aimed up at her. Hell, even the window she was stuck halfway out of seemed to be just about to break due to the forcefulness of Tracer's fucking. But for the speedster herself, she was focused solely on one main thing. That being, fucking. Widowmaker considered herself a monster, devoid of any humanity she might've once had for how she was as a person and what she did, but the thing now behind her, the once hero of justice, she was genuinely scared of her as she grunted and groaned, growing ferocious beyond anything normal she was. And Widowmaker had to take it all as she felt her once pristine inner folds be reshaped and molded to fit the size and shape of Tracer's cock. It should've horrified her. It made her almost want to vomit. And yet, her mind was long gone at that point. Body covered in a thin layer of sweat, she was left to simply just scream out in reluctant pleasure and arousal every time Tracer brought her body up against hers. She was going to kill her. She was. There was no any other way of looking at it. Widowmaker was going to die from being fucked from Tracer. Heck of a legacy to leave behind, and then to have that be the final thing that ends up taking her out. Not some powerful enemy or foe, but the cock of one of if not the most annoying person she ever met. But before those thoughts could come true, Tracer screams herself before lurching her body forward before she finally begins to finish. The cum shot out of the head of her cock, flying out at a speed that matched the pace of thrusting, causing Widowmaker to flinch and groan while her eyes rolled into the back of her head. "Nghoooooooooooh!" Tracer cries out happily as her cock continues to fire. Not slowing down for a single second as she's finally able to pump cum into one of her closest, most wanted targets out there. "Merde...." Widowmaker moans tiredly as the flow of cum finally begins to subside. It was finally over. After everything. Just then, however, she felt something around her waist, the window, it was loose! "Putain enfin...." The exhausted assassin mutters under her breath before reaching over and grabbing hold of the grappling hook. And then, with a strong tug, using the last of her energy, she pulls herself forward, and surprisingly, she pops free and quickly begins to fly toward the building. "Oy! Luv! We aren't done yet!" Tracer yells out after her as she begins to chase, causing Widowmaker to feel the already deep pit inside her stomach grow even deeper. Now that she was free, she had to contend with the objective of simply escaping the speedster. As for the mission and her crew? Fuck it. Everything had already gone more than tits up, and she just needed to get out of there. Still, she was happy nobody was there to see what happened. But even then, she knew the scars would still remain, at least the ones on her dignity. ---- Back in the apartment, all seems still until a purple shadowy figure decloaks herself while standing in the corner of the room. A smile on her face as she makes her way over to peer out the window to see Widowmaker and Tracer, now far off in the distance. "Gracias Pervertida." The Talon hacker smiles, reaching down to project a screen from her wrist which depicts the Overwatch hero fucking her fellow ally. "For the opportunity of a lifetime." Sombra goes on to say. A hefty bulge in the lower half of her suit. In time, she would use the material to blackmail the hero if she could. But more than anything else, she was interested to see what Widowmaker thought of the footage. Since, like the speedster currently chasing her, Sombra herself had eyes on her ass for a while now. ---- Howdy Doody!~ Always saw that in futa stories revolving around Widowmaker and Tracer, Widowmaker always tended to be the dom. So I figured in this case, I'd switch it around. As for that last part, consider it a little teaser for part two of this little thing I've got going on. But, just to let you know, peeps on Patreon had this story for a while now for a simple 3 dollars a month, so if you want to have that same kinda deal, check out the link here: https://www.patreon.com/ZZOMBOHO And if you wanna know directly when I post publicly, I have a Twitter here: https://twitter.com/ZZOMBOHO And, as always, I hope you enjoyed!~

Chapter 1 - Mala Needs To Find A Better Way To Get Paid

In a bed, inside a room fit for a teenage boy, Soni-San, a man looking to be fresh into his twenties, lies asleep. All seems quiet, that is, until a window into the room opens, and a feminine figure marked with two subtle horns on the top of her head and a pair of small wings coming out from her sides tries to crawl inside. Ultimately failing and falling flat on her face with a thud. But surprisingly, the man continues to sleep soundly. Grumbling slightly and cursing under her breath with a gruff, scratchy voice, the figure stomps its way over to the bed and shakes the man awake. "Hey, wake up." A figure calls out, sounding annoyed more than anything else. Eventually, the man's eyes flicker open, looking confused and then startled at the person inside his room. "Wah, what's going on?" Soni asks, his eyes slowly adjusting to the dark until he can finally make out the figure. Before him stood a woman wrapped up tightly in a spandex outfit, her cold blue skin and short white hair shining under the moonlight coming in from the window. However, what stood out the most to the man was the pair of small horns coming out from her head and the small wings extruding from her sides. Continuing to get a better look, the man seems to suddenly recognize who was standing at his bedside. "M-Mala-Chan? W-What are you doing here?" The man asks nervously, his confused expression looking slightly forced as he stares at the demon woman, now revealed to be Mala. Letting out an exasperated sigh, Mala raises a hand to rub at a throbbing vein in her forehead as she looks down at the man. "I've come to.... You've.... You protected me from those evil perverts, Soni-San. I only thought it appropriate that I should reward you for what you did." Mala explains, sounding not at all into what she is saying as she seems to let the words fall out from her mouth lazily. "W-What do y-you mean by that?" The man asks again, leading Mala to let out another sigh. She then extends a hand down and pulls away the blankets covering the man before beginning to rub softly at his crotch, causing Soni to let out a dramatic gasp, making the demoness roll her eyes as her hand loosely strokes at him through his underwear. "Mala-Chan, what are you doing?!" "Rewarding you, silly." Mala responds, still sounding completely not at all into her words. "Just sit back.... And, uh.... Let me please you?" She goes on to say, her words coming off as slightly confused as her eyes glance around to make sure that she said the right thing. "M-M-M-Mala-Chan, w-w-w-what are you-" Before the man can ask again, Mala presses a finger to his lips, shushing him. "Don't worry, just think of this as a wet dream as I play with your.... Ugh, fat cock." Mala groans, climbing onto the bed so that she can slowly pull down Soni's underwear, taking her time to slide them all the way down until his massive, 14-inch cock suddenly comes flopping out. "Oh, you have got to be kidding me." Mala mutters under her breath but nevertheless begins to stroke the massive member off. ---- Soni lays on his bed, his face looking up toward the ceiling before Mala's thick blue rear comes into view as she positions it above his features. Then, with gradual yet also rushed movements, the blue demoness lowers her exposed crotch downward onto his face, practically smothering him with how fat Mala's rear was. Nevertheless, Soni gets to work. Extending his tongue out, Doni begins to then lap at Mala's crotch, causing the latter of the two to shutter slightly but still chooses to remain in place as his tongue begins to tease at her clit, working it slightly before transitioning over to dig at her noticeably wet folds. Down near Soni's crotch, Mala licks her own tongue across the top of his cock, tracing it all the way up to its bulging head before finally taking the member into her mouth, causing him to moan slightly while his mouth is pressed up against her pussy. Suddenly, however, Mala is taken off guard as Soni wraps his legs around her head before slowly urging her to take more of her cock into her mouth. Something that the demoness fights against, albeit subtly, but still continues to take his cock into her mouth, letting the legs of the boy guide her head down his member. Pulling her head back slightly, Mala begins to suck and slurp on the cock's head, swirling around and teasing its engorged tip while it was inside her mouth before suddenly coughing a spurt of pre-cum shooting out of the tip and into her mouth, catching the demoness off guard slightly who then tries to pull her head back, only to have those efforts halted as Soni's legs keep her place. All in all, leading Mala to let out a slightly annoyed groan before continuing what she was doing. Taking more of the cock into her mouth, Mala just manages to fit around half of the thing into her maw before its bulging head bumps into the entrance of her throat, something that causes a short cough to sputter out past the demoness' lips before she gets a handle back on things. This time, working with what her mouth was able to take in comfortably. Back down by her own crotch, Soni still continues to go at her pussy with his, becoming more and more aggressive with every second as his mouth teases and licks at Mala's interior. But despite his best efforts, Mala, at most, seems to be more or less annoyed with his attempts at pleasing her orally, with her main train of thought appearing to just let it happen. However, following another short groan from Soni, he begins to thrust upward into Mala's face, slamming his cock down her throat. With the demoness quickly gargling and gagging on the thick member, shoving itself down her gullet. While obviously not enjoying this sudden turn of events, with Mala even flashing an aggravated glare back toward her throat's invader, she doesn't do anything to change or alter what is happening with the demoness seeming to be content with simply laying there and taking it down her throat for the time being. Even as his thick, full balls began to beat over her nose, forcing her to inhale their thick musk and tickle it also with the small, thin pubic hairs lining across the orbs. Now being presented with the chance to become more aggressive with fucking Mala's face, Soni, in turn, begins to ramp up his own efforts of working his tongue inside the demoness' folds. Whether it'd be flicking the muscle across her clit, or even just trying to push it as deep inside her as he could, his efforts only seem to be noticed somewhat by Mala, who lets out a small yet also sharp groan while continuing to frown back at him as he continues to tongue fuck her. Huffing slightly as time continues to pass and Soni doesn't slow down, Mala appears to have just about enough and, with one strong pull of her head upwards, manages to pull her mouth back from his member, giving the demoness time to properly breathe and pant heavily as her face now rests up against Soni's spit coated shaft. At the same time, Soni himself pulls his mouth away from Mala's pussy for the first time. Letting his hot breath wash against the demoness' folds, causing her to shiver slightly from the uncomfortable sensation. "W-Wow, M-Mala-Chan, I never knew you were able to do stuff like that." Soni pants, still seeming to play things up. "Yeah, whatever. Let me, catch my breath, real quick." Mala pants, obviously a little worn out from what had happened. But once she was in better condition, she sighed once again before glancing again back toward Soni. "Let me just do this real quick, and then we can do the other thing." Mala explains, still looking a little tired but was seeming to be more or less reserved with what she was intending to do on that extraordinary night, even though she might not have exactly wanted to, as her gaze shifts back toward Soni's cock. Then, with what must've been a mountain's worth of hesitation, Mala raises her head back upwards and sticks the head of Soni's cock into her mouth. And with a serious amount of caution, she begins to slowly bob her head up and down his member. Almost instantly, a sharp groan leaves Soni's lips as his hairy yet also toned legs quickly re-lock themselves tightly around Mala's and proceed to pull her head all the way down his cock, spearing the entire thing down her throat and causing the demoness to retch and gag up a terrible storm at that. Then, without a moment's hesitation, he begins to harshly thrust upwards into Mala's mouth, spearing his cock in and out of her maw repeatedly in a rough and belligerent manner. Quite obviously not something that she exactly wanted, Mala's hand began to beat at Soni's rear as her face turned red and her eyes began to water. But due to the pleasure of being able to ruthlessly use her throat, he doesn't slow down his face humping in the least, much to the demoness' dismay at that point. Soni's spit-covered balls, along with the rest of his cock, quickly created a mess out of Mala's face, spreading flem and all sorts of throat fluids around the demoness' features as he thrust up into them. His thick, cum-filled testicles clapped over her nose, stifling her already difficult breathing situation even more. He just seemed to go on and on. Thrusting up into Mala's face with his thick cock, forcing the demoness' throat to accommodate such a massive member with each powerful slam of his hips. It was a difficult task, to say the least, for Mala, who seemed to be barely holding on to the skin of her teeth, if at all, as her eyes nearly began to roll into the back of her head due to the lack of oxygen being allowed to go into her lungs. But just as things reach a feverish pitch, Soni slams his hips upwards one last time before his cock begins to shoot out hot sticky loads deep into Mala's throat, pressing his balls against the demoness' nose and allowing her to feel them twitch and churn with the liquid they contained, making her eyes quickly go wide as she feels a nearly limitless supply of cum being shot down her throat and even managing to overflow out of her nose, assaulting her senses even more. In response, Mala scrambled even further and actually managed to pull her head off from his member, not before he shot one last load across her tongue, forcing her to taste the salty, bitter substance before following that up with a few more blasts that went up and across her face. For a while, neither of them said anything, only choosing to pant exhaustively. Soni looked cautious but, for the most part, satisfied, while Mala seemed to look more or less done with everything, an annoyed expression evident to see on her face as it continued to press up against the cock before her. ---- Bent over the bed, Mala pressed her face into the bedsheets as Soni slid his cock across the entrance to her pussy. Before, the demoness had shown a modicum of interactivity with her partner, but now, she mostly remained silent as Soni readied himself to enter her. "Are you ready for me to go inside, Mala-Chan?" He asks, at the same time lightly tugging on the demoness' tail. "Whatever, just be careful back the-RE!" Mala suddenly shouts as Soni, instead of pushing into the demoness' cunny, instead opts to go inside her asshole. A tough fit at first, but with enough jamming of his hips forward, he manages to push the entirety of himself inside her, causing a squeal to leave Mala's lips as her body is suddenly lurched forward by his thrusting. Working himself up quickly, Soni begins to brutally pound at Mala's asshole. Thrusting himself in and out of her while showing little to no care for the demoness' well-being as moans and groans threw themselves out from her mouth before she tried to stifle them by biting down on the blankets beneath her trembling body. However, it ultimately does little to stem or even just slow Soni as he humps at her rear. Whether or not he knew he was penetrating the wrong hole was something uncertain since, for the most part, he seemed to be lost in the pleasure he was feeling as his hips smacked up against Mala's plump own and his thick pair of balls clapped against her pussy in endless thick waves of motion coming from his form. To almost make matters worse, Soni soon begins to pull and roughly tug on Mala's tail, using it to pull her hips back against his every time he swung himself forward to fuck her. Pushing the demoness, who at this point was already reaching her limits even further than before and causing her to grit her teeth even harder. "Hey! Be careful back there!" Mala shouts out through her clenched teeth, but her words don't seem to reach Soni's brain as he only just continues to fuck her harder and faster. Blitzing his hips back and forth to the point and even going so far as to rain down a few heavy and hard smacks across the demoness' blue-plump rear. "Oh! Mala-Chan! I'm gonna fill you up! Get pregnant! Get pregnant, Mala-Chan!" Soni moans out, a confusing sentiment for the demoness as he was brutally fucking her asshole instead of the hole beneath it. But nevertheless, he continued to speed up his thrusting, going faster and harder with every passing second as he fucked her with his massive thick cock, enjoying how tightly her rear squeezed his cock. It all got so hectic that tears began to prick at the corners of Mala's eyes as her face began to also grow red from the tight anal penetration. And yet, despite all of that, Soni still continued to fuck her. Not slowing down at all, he pumped his member in and out of her, nearly reaching a feverish pitch with how quickly he moved himself. Eventually, when it seemed impossible for him to move any faster, one final moan leaves his lips, followed by a groan of dis-pleasure leaving Mala's as he bucks his hips forward one last time up against the demoness' and begins to unload deep inside of her. Spraying her sore and tender inside with his hot and sticky cum until the flow finally began to dissipate and his final moments of grinding his hips up against Mala's began to slow down drastically, granting her the reprieve that she was desperately looking for ever since they first started. Eventually, it all culminated in Soni slowly pulling himself out of Mala, shooting a few more loads across her plump rear as he continued to lay across her back before the cum that had been shot up into her asshole began to slowly ooze out of her sphincter. ---- Mala stood outside the studio, the cold night air washing over her sweaty skin as she smoked a cigarette. Looking down, she inspected the envelope of money she had been given after such a grueling filming process. It was enough. Maybe not as much as she wanted. However, it was still enough to get her and her roommate through another month of rent before she would have to ultimately begin this whole process all over again. But, hey, if this was got her money at the end of the day. "Hey! Mala!" A familiar female calls out to her, causing Mala to turn and see none other than her fellow demoness, Marco. "Sorry for making you wait so long. I just had to go handle a few things." The smaller, more petite demoness explains sheepishly. "It's fine." Mala grumbles before tossing the envelope over to her friend and then walking past her dismissively. Something that her friend seems to pick up on as she looks slightly concerned at Mala before running over to catch up with her. "Soooooooo...." Marco starts. "I was thinking, how does pizza for dinner sound tonight?" The demoness asks, looking up toward her friend with a hopeful expression. Mala wasn't exactly the warmest person in the world, but as her friend, Marco knew semi-well the right things to say. A small smile and nearly unnoticeable smile perks at the corners of Mala's lips as she walked. "Yeah, that sounds good." The demoness grumbles, at the very least, sounding a little bit happier than before when Marco had first met up with her. "Great!" Marco exclaims, turning to run ahead of her friend before suddenly turning on her heel to look back at her with a cheerful expression on her face. "But before we head over there, we should probably take this new train I found." ---- This was a small but sweet one, in my humble opinion. The characters of Mala and Marco belong to the wonderful artist Mizaru, so if you have the chance in the future, why not go and check out their stuff so you can see where our demoness' go next in their lives!~

Chapter 1 - But It Could Be Worse

A small snowfall came down from the sky outside of Jirou's window as she sat by it, slowly strumming her guitar and paying little to no attention to her surroundings. It was peaceful and quiet, the perfect atmosphere for her to sit back and relax. Looking over at her bedside clock, she noticed the time. 12 AM, December 1st. What a time it had been. Villian attacks, fighting a literal quirk demon and going beyond any limits she thought she could go past. But despite all of that, she wouldn't change a single thing. Even though things had been difficult, she still lived her best possible life. She had new friends, people that she could count on, and a future that seemed brighter and brighter with every passing day. Heck, she even had a boyfriend now. Denki Kaminari. Someone who she thought was a complete and total perverted dumb loser, friends with Minoru Mineta. That is, until she found out how much of a sweetheart he was. Even though he was obviously not the most intelligent person in the world. His heart more than made up for that. Whether it'd be the small gestures of looking out for her or just stopping by her dorm room for the occasional visit, he was just a generally nice guy to be around, who also happened to be friends with Minoru Mineta. To be perfectly honest, one of the things she loved about him was that she never knew what she was going to get any time they saw each other. Like most other people she knew, Kaminari was glued to the internet, with him following the occasional trend and even getting her in on it from time to time. It was fun, for the most part. Thinking further along those lines, she remembered that around mid-October, he said he would be attempting NNN, short for No Nut November. Something that Kyoka had never heard of until he explained it to her, to which she called him a perv but nonetheless laughed at him. Although, come to discover, he was quite serious about it. They didn't get intimate on the regular. Usually, just around time and time again, they would end up hooking up, generally once a week at most. Surprisingly, however, throughout the entirety of November, they didn't do it once. However, unlike some people, Jirou wasn't obsessed with the idea of getting off. Sure, she got aroused at times and then ended up taking care of it. But that was perfectly natural. Funnily enough, throughout the entirety of November, Jirou didn't end up relieving herself either. She was just busy most of the time and didn't require such things, so she didn't provide them. But now, looking over at the clock and seeing what time it was, a part of her wondered how Kaminari was doing. Whenever she saw or hung out with him, he seemed perfectly fine. Albeit, perhaps a little more tense around the edges. But other than that, he seemed no worse for wear than he usually seemed. The next day, she figured that they'd end up hooking up, and things would go back to normal. That is until she heard a knock on her door that sounded like whoever was on the other side was trying to bust it down from the hinges. "What the fuck?...." Jirou mutters to herself, worried that something might be going down, as she puts down her guitar and makes her way over. Investigating whoever was on the other side as they continued to furiously knock on her door like their life depended on it. "Everything alright?" Kyoka asks, opening the door only to come face to face with an out-of-breath-looking Kaminari, his face practically glowing red while he seemed to be sweating through his shirt as he looked down at her. "Kaminari?" Jirou asks, worried. "Hey, babe!" Kaminari smiles back with an almost strained expression. "Sorry to bother you when it's so late, but don't mind if I come in, do you?" Her boyfriend asks. "Uh, sure?" Jirou says, allowing him to dart into the room and take a seat on her bed. This was strange.... Kyoka knew her boyfriend wasn't the most normal person out there, but this was really up there in terms of abnormal behaviors he had. It found it almost to be concerning as she sat down next to him on her bed. "Denki, are you alright-" "CAN WE DO IT?" Kaminari suddenly asked, practically flash-banging Jirou with the question as she needed a second to take in what he had just asked. "Do what?" Kyoka asks; even though she had a general idea of what he was talking about, she just wanted to make sure that both of them were on the same page with what he was referring to. "Sex! Any kind of sex!" Kaminari shouts before he's quickly shushed by Jirou, whose face now glows red like his. "Shut up, you idiot!" Jirou whisper shouts at him. Even though she knew that their rooms were entirely soundproof, she didn't want to push it and have one of their friends listen to what they were talking about. But at the same time, she was completely dumbfounded. Where the fuck was this even coming from? "Wait a minute, oh God." Jirou sighs as it dawns on her, causing her to stand up from the bed and turn away from Kaminari, face-palming herself as she walks to the other side of the room. "Please don't tell me this is about that stupid internet thing." "Please, Jirou!" Kaminari says, sounding more desperate than she had ever heard him sound before as he, too, stands up from the bed, walking up behind her and placing a squeezing hand on her shoulder. "It's been the entire month, and I'm REALLY desperate for any kind of release!" "Then just go jerk off or something!" Kyoka scoffs. "I'm not here just to be your own personal sex toy." "It's not like that!" Denki retorts, leaning in closer and pulling her into a hug from behind, at the same time pressing his cock through his shorts up against her ass. Still feeling as big as ever since the last time Jirou got close to it. "It's just.... Your really hot, and I, uh.... Was waiting for you?" Kaminari explains, sounding like he was having trouble convincing even himself as he talks. Turning back to him, face still burning hot red, Jirou looked at her boyfriend's desperate expression as he stared back at her with a nervous smile. She shouldn't.... But.... "Fine." Kyoka sighs. "Oh, thank God!" Denki practically glows in place before he suddenly places both of his hands on her shoulders and pulls her into a tight, intimate kiss. His tongue quickly darts around her mouth and intertwines with hers as his hands drift down her back all the way down to her rear, squeezing it tightly between his fingers through her pants before he suddenly pulls them down, giving him perfect access to squeeze her plump ass. Arousing Jirou more than she would've liked, but it was hard not to when he began to let out small static shocks, stimulating her enough to the point that a small wetness began to form from her crotch. If there was one benefit to dating a perv. It would be that there were no limits to his creativity when it came to sex. The use of his quirk was one particular discovery that really enhanced certain aspects of their relationship. However, before either of them could get too lost in their arousal, Jirou pulled her face back from Kaminari's, an aroused yet also commanding expression on her face as she looked up at him as a strand of saliva still connected their lips. "But!" Jirou starts, slightly enjoying how her boyfriend squirmed in place. "You need to get me ready first." "Ok!" Kaminari says before suddenly reaching down and picking Jirou up, surprising even her as Denki walks over and places her onto her bed. Then, in one swift moment, he proceeds to spread her legs before lowering himself down to her crotch, after which he nearly tears off Jirou's panties, finally getting to the thing that he was desperate for in the first place. "Careful! Those were expensive- Oh!" Before Jirou could finish her scolding, Denki pressed his face up against her cunt, his tongue quickly darting into her folds, traveling deep as it could possibly go, swirling it around in a frantic attempt to arouse her further than she already was. Fuck, this wasn't half bad. Leaning back on her bed and letting the pleasure take her, Jirou began to really enjoy herself. Perhaps they should do this more often, keep her boyfriend from getting off until he wants to go at it this bad. Although, just from judging how Denki seemed now, she doubted he would've been able to keep up with such a schedule. So, for the moment, Kyoka guessed she would just take it as it came. Letting her toes and fingers curl before she suddenly jumps as she feels Denki's tongue begin to shock the inside of her pussy. "Oh, fuck!" Jirou shouts before slamming a hand over the top of her mouth to stifle herself from making any more noise. She knew that he was getting good with his quirk but to this extent? It was insane! Not that she really minded, but what initially felt like an unexpected shock quickly became something Jirou started to enjoy so much so that she already began to feel an orgasm creeping and getting ready to burst out of her. Fuck, she was getting close, too close. "Ok, Ok!" Jirou says, lowering a hand down and pressing a hand up against his forehead to slowly pry his mouth off from her crotch. While she was more than happy to ride things to their absolute limits, she didn't want to finish right then and there. Looking up at her, Jirou rolled her eyes at how desperate Kaminari still seemed to be about this but still, nevertheless, chose to humor him in what he wanted. "Get up here." Kyoka comments with a slight huff from her mouth before watching as her boyfriend hops to his feet, throwing off both his shorts and underwear in one swift movement before he pushes both of Kyoka's legs up by the sides of her head and lines the head of his cock up with the entrance to her entrance. "Wait, what about a condom- FUCK!" Jirou screams as Kaminari surges his cock forward, slamming his member all the way deep inside her until she could feel its massive bulbous head bash up against the entrance of her womb before he quickly drags his hips back just as soon as he thrust them forward before repeating the same thing over and over again in a rushed, wild rhythm that left Kyoka completely unable to keep up with anything that was going. "FUUuuuuuuuck, slow down, you idiot!" Kyoka screams until she feels herself already just about to cum. "Wait! Keep going! Just like that!" Moans fly out from her lips. Sure, it might've been the roughest sex she ever had in her life, but all things considered, it wasn't the worst thing in the world. As a matter of fact, it felt fucking fantastic. Feeling her boyfriend's thick balls filled with an entire month's worth of loads slap up against her asshole in fast, repeated movements. And while the fact that he wasn't wearing a condom was slightly concerning, the both of them would worry about that later. For now, they would focus on getting off. Then, whether it'd be unconsciously or intentionally, Jirou began to feel the thing that she and Kaminari had discovered when they first started getting intimate with each other for the first time. He began to shock the inside of her pussy with his cock. While the fact that he progressed far enough to make his tongue have a static charge was surprising, his ability to harness his quirk through his cock was something that she was head over heels for, although she would never admit it. Just with its farther reach, Jirou was able to feel her boyfriend's quirk travel throughout the entirety of pussy, going all the way from her clit as his member rubbed against it, all the way to her womb, where he was able to get her off in ways that she doubted most women out there ever would unless they knew someone with a quirk similar to Kaminari's. Making the fact that they got together all the better catch for her. From his surprisingly comforting and funny personality, his not-half-bad looks, all the way to the fact that his cock was literally electric, he was quite the full package deal that Kyoka was in love with. She was already getting close. Not all that surprising, all things considered, since she too spent the entire month not relieving herself either, although she was much less desperate to do so than Kaminari seemed to be. But just like her, he was getting ready to cum and fill her with his hot juicy, also electric spunk that would be shot directly into her womb. Still slightly disconcerting, but that was at the back of her mind as her orgasm crept closer and closer until finally... "OOOOOOOOOOooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!" Jirou howls, her pussy spraying out a wave of fluids that covers Kaminari's cock just as he begins to cum, slamming his hips downward one last time and grinding them up against hers as he blasts her pussy full of his goo. Quite a lot, as a matter of fact, since the flow of fluids never seemed to come close to ending. Something that managed to get her off even further. But once he was finally done, they both practically collapsed up against each other. Jirou felt entirely exhausted and spent as Kaminari slowly leaned off of her, pulling his cock out from her until it popped out past her folds, letting a small tide of goo flow out from her pussy and spurt out from her cunt. "Fuck, I'll admit it, that was pretty good." Jirou says in between pants before she slowly rolls over to lay on her front. Her entire body was completely finished as she lay there on her bed, sweat coating the entirety of her body before she realized how messy she was. "Now, can you please help me clean up this mess you made?" Kyoka asks, not exactly to sleep in a bed covered in both her and her boyfriend's juices. Unbeknownst to her, however, with her turned around away from Kaminari, he was able to get a view of her as she was almost hunched over as she was going to get back up. Invigorating his still not yet settled cock with another shot of arousal that made its way through his entire system, leading him to suddenly lurch forward and press the side of his girlfriend's face into the bed. "What- Kaminari!" Jirou called out, but he was too wrapped up in what he was doing to even listen as he lined his cock up with the entrance to her cum filled pussy, amazing Kyoka with the fact that already he was primed and willing to go again. However, before she could think about anything else.... "DENKIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!" Jirou howls as Kaminari plunges himself back deep inside her, his massive cock stimulating his girlfriend's already on-edged, nerved inner folds as, just like before; he quickly finds himself going at a ruthless and brutal pace. He did not hold a single thing back from what he was doing. His quirk activated while still inside her once again, electrifying the entirety of her cunt and causing Kyoka to cum once more, spraying out another wave of fluids across her boyfriend's cock. All the while screaming out in pleasure as her eyes nearly rolled into the back of her head. Although, unlike before, Kaminari just kept going. Driven fully by the lust inside him as he reigned his hips down against Jirou's body, fucking her directly into her mattress while the bed they were on rocked back and forth from the pace that he was going at. Making the ability to hide what they were doing all the more easy for the other people inside the dorm to listen in on what they were doing. Something that would've caused Jirou to worry about what she was going to say afterward. But at that point, her brain was completely blank. Nothing but brainless arousal going through her mind as she lay there under the volley of her boyfriend's furious fucking. Only to be slightly invigorated by a series of electric-powered slaps across her ass, causing her to moan even louder as her hair began to even stand up from the static electricity flowing into her body from Denki's quirk. And this was all because of some stupid internet trend. The best sex that Jirou had in her entire life, and she had people on the internet to thank for it. A part of her was pissed off in those brief moments of lucidity that were granted to her, but for the most part, she was more than happy to let Kaminari ride her and pump out all of his sexual aggression deep inside her in thick meaty thrusts of his hips up against her's. Just then, in another final thrust, Kaminari surged himself forward, pumping another load of cum directly into Jirou's pussy. Causing her to be pushed over the edge as another exhausted orgasm rushed out of her, spraying outward and coating Kaminari's crotch as she lay there and her boyfriend finished deep inside her. The flow of cum slowly waining until he was done, letting out an exhausted huff before he suddenly collapsed down next to her on the bed. For a while, the both of them were completely silent. Not saying a single word to the other as they both lay there. That is until Kaminari decided to be the one to break the silence. "So.... Um.... Thank you?" Her boyfriend says in that same nervous, idiotic tone that she fell in love with in the first place. "Just get me some birth control pills." Jirou groans, too exhausted to even move her head to turn toward him. "Yep, ok." Kaminari says, sounding slightly nervous as he quickly hops to his feet, throws on his clothes, and rushes out her dorm room door. He was lucky that she loved him so much. Something that helped her go through whatever plan he might've had cooked up. But it wasn't all that bad. Having someone like Kaminari to walk beside her into the unknown future, she wouldn't trade it for the entire world. ---- Howdy Doody!~ Figured today would be a good day as any to get this one out for ya'll. 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Chapter 1 - Yep, Just Another Day In The Life

"Ah, Viv. There you are." Elliot calls out, poking his head out from his bedroom door as his family maid, Vivienne, walks by. "Yes, young lordling, how may I help you." Vivienne sighed as she turned to face her young master, revealing herself to be holding a laundry basket. "Put that down momentarily and pop in here for a spell. I need your help with something." Elliot responds before dipping back into his room, leaving Vivienne to sigh again before she kneels down and places down the basket of laundry she intended to clean; after this, she follows Elliot and enters his room. "If this is about the same kind of help you usually ask me for, may I ask that you simply take the time to handle it yourself? I have things to do, and knowing what kind of woman Ms. Elanor is, I'd rather not have her suspect me of slacking off." Vivienne says as she enters, expecting her young master to be in a state of undress by the time she enters. However, the only thing she does see is him standing by his desk. "Oh, nonsense, Viv. While I might be a dirty bastard, as you sometimes call me, even someone like me has to deal with his regular share of dealings with the folk of lesser standing," Elliot explains before tapping his desk chair. "Now, I need you to write a letter as I dictate it." Hoping this wouldn't take long, Vivienne simply rolled her eyes before walking over and sitting at the desk while Elliot stepped back. "Now then, shall we begin?" Elliot asks as Vivienne reaches over and prepares a paper to write on. "Yes, young master." Vivienne says, to which Elliot clears his throat and proceeds to start. "Dear, your Grace Eddard Starkworth the 8th, I'm happy to hear that your daughter has received my gift. Even under dire circumstances, I've always wished her the best. However, now that she has come of age, I do ask for permission to take her to the regional ball at Henseworth Manor that is occurring next week as I believe it will only serve to benefit getting her accustomed to those of similar wealth and status outside of her usual grouping of family and friends. Please have no worries; I shall watch over her the entire time and ensure no harm falls upon her during the event. Be it as it is. However, I'll leave the decision up to you to decide whether or not to leave your daughter under my care, though, I still hope that you consider. Myself at all times of sincerity and respect, your friend, Elliot Gorefield." "Is that all, young lordling?" Vivienne asks as she finishes the letter. "I believe so," Elliot responds, turning slightly to look at Vivienne as she rises from the seat she was sitting on and hunches over his desk to seal the letter. The sight of this causes a sly smile to grow as he slowly approaches her from behind. "Tell me," he starts, running a hand across the maid's rear through her clothes, an action that would've left most people shivering where they stood; however, given how many times Elliot had touched her in such a way, it warranted little to no response from the maid. "Did I perhaps overstep? Eddard, the paranoid old bastard that he is, I doubt he'll be willing to give up his youngest to an individual he's only really communicated with through letters." Elliot continues, his hands roughly digging into the round plumpness of Vivienne's ass. At the same time, Vivienne herself slides the letter to the side, clearing space across the desk for what she suspected would happen in a mere few moments. "I can't, ngh, say," Vivienne responds, grunting slightly as she feels her young master's thumb press firmly against her covered cunt. "Though I doubt he'd feel comfortable knowing all the less than the reputable thing you'd do to his flesh and blood in his absence," Vivienne admits, something she already knew about firsthand due to her relationship with Elliot. "Hmm, I guess you might be right," Elliot says as he reaches down and begins pulling up Vivienne's dress, taking his sweet time as he pulls it over her heart-shaped ass and her panties, which struggled for dear life to keep contained the ass they were covering. "Y-Young lordling, I have work to do." Vivienne sighed, not precisely turned off by the current events but still wishing to return to work. Less she wishes to tempt fate and ends up receiving another reprimand to her name from someone like Eleanor. "Oh, relax, Viv. I'm just...." Elliot's words trail off as he takes the time to truly take in Vivienne's ass, a sight that he'd never get tired of. Of all maids to have, and he would end up with Vivienne, he must've done something right to earn a reward like this. Still, getting a closer look, he can't help but notice a slight wet stain forming through the fabric of her undergarments. "Hmmmm, seems like your body isn't exactly against it either." Elliot comments slyly as he runs his thumb across Vivienne's crotch before hooking it under the fabric to slowly pull it down. Despite everything, he had a point. Vivienne WAS feeling a little pent up. Combine that with the fact that Elliot seemed to have some sort of magic about him that made him nearly impossible to resist at times, and it all came together to form a picture of what she knew was about to happen. "Just.... Just make it quick. Nothing long, like your usual sort of habits." Vivienne relents, causing Elliot to chuckle before he suddenly tears the maid's underwear free from her body, earning him a stern reprimand from Vivienne. "Elliot!" "Relax, you have plenty of other pairs." Elliot bites his lower lip before he uses his other hand to reach down and free his long hard, and dark member from the confines of his pants and press its bulbous head up against the entrance to Vivenne's cunt. However, just as he is about to penetrate, the sound of Vivienne suddenly clearing her throat catches his attention. "A condom, young master?" Vivienne says expectantly as she glares back at Elliot with a look that could only be described as venomously deadly. Sighing himself for a chance, Elliot reaches into his back pocket and produces a condom, which he quickly and haphazardly tears free from the wrapper. "Young lordling, if you're not careful, I'll have you put on another one." Vivienne warns, with Elliot biting his lower lip to keep himself from saying something that might ruin the mood they both had going. Still, though, grabbing hold of the condom, he carefully slips it over his massive rock-hard member, filling every inch and piece of the rubber to its absolute limits to the point that it looked like it was about to tear. "Are you happy now?" Elliot asks. "Or would you rather have me waste more time and keep you even further behind on your tasks?" Elliot smugly asks while Vivienne turns away from her young master to look forward. "Just get on with- IT!" Vivienne suddenly lurches forward as Elliot pops the head of his member into the maid's cunt, instantly reveling in the tight, squeezing sensation that almost seemed to pull him in as much as it tried to draw him out. He always loved getting reactions out of Vivenne, such a reserved woman, reduced to nothing but a moaning whore in heat. What more could he ever really ask for? Still, if he wanted to experience such things from her, he'd have to put in the work for it. And sure enough, with the head of his cock now inside the tight confines of the maid, he slowly pushes forward, sliding his cock deep inside of her cunt, taking all the time in the world to feel out every single bit of her. "Ngh, could we not do this all day, young master? I still have things to do." Vivienne shutters, the feeling of being penetrated by such a massive cock still a shock to her system despite the number of times they had already done it. Of all people to be gifted with such a member, it had to be someone as insufferable yet charmingly handsome as Elliot. Perhaps she was too good for him. At least, that's what she told herself. But it was difficult to argue such an idea when she kept coming back to him regularly. "Quite demanding today, aren't you, Viv? Seems you've forgotten who's the master and who's the servant." Elliot chirps but nevertheless begins to speed up his thrusting, if ever so slightly faster than before. His hard, rigid member bumped and pressed into all those delicate, perfect places inside Vivienne's body that almost left him bursting at the seams, all to the point that the head of his member soon pressed up against the entrance to her womb. But just as quickly as he slid himself in, Elliot slowly retracted himself back out. Vivienne didn't have it in herself to respond. Mostly out of the fact that anything that WOULD'VE come out of her mouth would've been nothing more than whorish moaning. Especially as Elliot began to speed up his thrusting, causing his thick, cum-filled balls to clap over her clit at an increasingly rapid pace. God, she loved him. At the very least, his cock. She doubted she could meet anyone as good a lay as him. Not that she'd ever admit it. "Right, then. Here it cums." Elliot groans softly under his breath as he begins to fill the condom with his seed, making it inflate inside of Vivienne's cunt, finally pushing the poor maid over that final edge and causing her to let out a small moan from her lips as a small amount of fluid squirts out across Elliot's crotch. But once they were both finally done, the young master took the time to slowly extract himself free from the confines of Vivienne's cunny. "Ahem, I assume you're satisfied, young master?" Vivienne says, rising to her feet to turn around to face Elliot, who continues to smile at her. "Not yet." Elliot simply responds as he holds out the cum filled condom. "After such taxing work like that, I'm sure that you're parched for something to drink," Elliot says, knowing full well what he was doing as Vivenne can only stare down at him with a look of discontent and amusement. He always loved making her do it, even if she herself found the deed to be less than gratifying toward her dignity. Still, though, that didn't stop her from simply sighing as she took the condom, lifted up her veil, and, in one gulp, down its salty, bitter contents. "There, happy now?" Vivienne asks while Elliot reaches down to zip his cock back up into his pants. "Delighted," Elliot says simply before returning to his business. "Wait, before you leave." Elliot pauses as he reaches over to pluck the recently written letter from the table and says, "Drop this letter off for me, would you?" Knowing full well how insufferable he was being. In the end, however, he'd make it up to her the same way that he usually did, with a proper shagging. Snatching the letter from the young master's hand, Vivenne tucks the parchment between her breasts before turning to leave. "Right, then. If that's all, I shall be going." The maid excuses herself while Elliot watches her leave, a small smile remaining on his lips as he watches her try to straighten herself out so that she doesn't look any different than how she did when she first came into his room. Something she managed to do pretty well as she entered the hall, only to come across Elanor looking slightly confused at the basket of laundry on the floor before her gaze slowly shifted over toward Vivenne. ---- Howdy Doody!~ Now, I know this is a little random, but I played Boxman's new game demo, the Aristocrats and couldn't really help myself. If you wanna check out the free game demo, here's a link to the Itch.io page: https://boxman12.itch.io/the-aristocrats Also, to give credit where it's due, here's a link to Boxman's Twitter: https://twitter.com/BoscosDen Make sure to give em' a follow! Anyway, I hope you enjoyed!~

Chapter 1 - But Not A Bad One

Akira knew getting into a relationship with Tae Takemi would lead to interesting things. After all, It was one of the main attractions he had to her when he first met her. Whether it'd be the punk clothes or the fact that she called him her little guinea pig, to say that she was hard to resist would've been quite the understatement to make. However, one thing he didn't quite expect was to be bent over and feel his asshole as it was slowly fingered back and forth by his girlfriend/doctor as she applied a steady amount of lubricant to his inner walls. It started off like any normal check-up. Tae was giving him some stuff to test and so on before she suggested they try something else out. Something that would require Morgana to not be in the room with them. Thinking that he understood what she meant, he quickly placed his bag outside in the waiting room and turned around to see Tae prepping the examination table and a bottle of lube, nothing too out of the ordinary until she said two words that caused his nerves to stand on edge. "Bend over." It was embarrassing, the noises that climbed their way out of his mouth as Tae slowly teased his prostate with her fingers. Akira was usually a relatively quiet person. However, the sensations going through him as he felt Tae's fingers travel deeper inside him was something he had trouble maintaining some sort of calm over. "Ngh.... Nmmmph...." Akira mumbles to himself, face burning hot red as he feels Tae's fingers travel inside him all the way down to her knuckle and even beyond that. It wasn't like he wasn't consenting or anything like that. Tae always had a somewhat wild side to her, so whether he intended to or not, Akira wasn't as taken aback by this as some might've been. Still, after a long day at school and talking phantom thief stuff with the gang, he wasn't really expecting to end up in this position. "Oh!...." Akira jumps slightly as he feels Tae's fingers press down firmly on a random part of his asshole, which causes him to stand on edge as his already rock-hard cock begins to ooze out a small stream pre-down the inner side of his thigh. In response, though, Tae only let out one of her usual chuckles as she brushed a hand across his rear. "You ok, guinea pig? I'm not going too hard, am I?" Tae asks. The nickname she gave him rang through his ears as sweat beaded down his forehead and fogged up his glasses. "N-No, you're fine." Akira choked out, trying to remain cool, calm, and collected; he was the leader of the Phantom Thieves, after all. But with someone as sly as Tae, she could see through him like a window. "Ok, then." Tae responds casually, amused by her boyfriend's behavior to sound tough while she double-fingered his rear. "It's fine if I am, though. You can tell me." Tae adds on, leaning in close to whisper that last part into his ear and watch as he slowly shivered in place. Everything seemed set. Beyond the relatively normal health of his asshole, Tae figured he was ready for what she had in store as she climbed up onto the medical examination table behind him. It was no secret that she liked to experiment with certain things. Some on her guinea pig and some, surprisingly, on herself. And in this case, it was no different, just a little something something to tighten herself up a bit for when she and Akira went at it again. However, after applying the ointment, it led to a surprisingly fruitful discovery. Something that she began to fiddle with as she steadied Akira to stay still as she reached down and undid her coat, letting her massive member pop free. All the while, her boyfriend remained completely unaware until she slapped her cock across his plump ass. "Suprise!" Tae says playfully as she watches Akira slowly turn back to look at her newfound member. His face, what was already a burning shade of red, burned even more as a look of shock, yet also surprised excitement graced his face, exactly the reaction she was looking for. "To cut a long and boring story short, I was playing around with some stuff, and then this happened. I don't know the exact details of how long it'll last. It shouldn't be long, I think. But I figured a little pervert like you wouldn't want this to go to waste. As long as you're up for it, that is." Tae asks, despite holding the dominant postion over him, she knew better than to put things in places without asking. The first thought that crossed Akira's mind was to say no. This was all coming at him fast, and he'd need some time to think about it. But at the exact same time, what was the worst that might happen here? He was already courageous enough to have her put her fingers inside him. And in a world of personas and talking cats, this wouldn't exactly be the weirdest thing for him to go through. And so, after mulling it over, Akira slowly looks up at Tae and says, albeit quietly, "Yeah, go for it." Oh, shit, he actually said yes. Tae was slightly taken aback. She was hoping he'd be up for this. But one to ten, she was expecting a much different reaction than what she got. Still, if he was up for it, who was she to be the one to stop things now? "Ok, then." Tae says, trying to hide the slight tremble in her voice as she turns her gaze down toward Akira's rear and her massive member lying between his cheeks. It was still pretty weird to see a cock coming from her, and now she was going to put it up her boyfriend's asshole. Reaching down, Tae grabbed hold of it and pulled her hips back, giving herself enough room to slowly push the head of it up against Akira's lubricated rear hole. While a part of her wanted to, she knew better than to just shove herself right in. Past experiences with not-so-considerate partners had taught her all she needed to know. Still, the temptation was there as she began to slowly sink her hips forward, applying more and more pressure to Akira's rear in the process and causing him to take in a short breath of air through gritted teeth. Slowly though, after easing herself forward hard enough, it didn't take long for Tae to finally penetrate, popping the head of her cock into Akira's asshole and causing him to stifle a quick moan that tried to claw its way out of his lips. An honestly adorable reaction if Tae herself was being completely honest, but she'd keep that to herself for as long as she was going along with this whole 'dommy mommy' routine Akira was into. But as she became accustomed to the immense tightness of Akira's ass, Tae slowly began to slide herself deeper inside of him, going inch by inch as she felt her boyfriend's rear tighten around her fierce and long length, nearly causing her to moan in the process before she managed to keep it trapped behind her lips as her hips finally came to rest up against Akira's plump own. "Fuck, you ready for this?" Tae asks, checking one more time to make sure her boyfriend was all for what was about to happen. And sure enough, much to her joy, he slowly nodded his head, giving her the go-ahead to slowly pull her hips back and slowly drag her cock back out from his ass until the head only remained trapped inside him. Then, without further notice, Tae suddenly and quickly slammed herself back inside, pushing some of her weight down on him in the process. Enough weight, as a matter of fact, that his arms soon went out under him, causing him to fall face-first onto the examination table. Luckily, though, Tae managed to catch herself by pressing a hand down onto Akira's head, a position that she was initially going to move out of, but after getting a look at everything, she figured it'd be best to just go with it. But after she got herself settled in her new position, Tae began to slowly slide herself back out before repeating the same process all over again, slamming her hips back harshly as soon as the head of her member remained trapped inside of Akira. However, over time, she began to slowly speed herself up, going from a slow and steady pace to a much more rapid one in a matter of what felt like slow dragging on minutes. Not that either of them minded. It was a new experience for both of them. For Tae, it was the fact that she was actually fucking someone with a cock, and for Akira, it was the fact that he was taking it up the ass. Although, between the two of them, Tae was having a much easier time having to only contend with the tightness of Akira's ass as it wrapped around her cock, while Akira himself struggled with the powerful rod of meat slamming itself all the way into him and bumping harshly up against places he never thought would be teased in the process, nearly edging him to his limit a couple of times as Tae's thick, cum filled balls came into contact with his in thick repeated motions of movement. The sound resonated out of the room as a result, ringing louder and louder as his ability to keep himself quiet became a rather quick losing battle. "Ngh! Oh! God! Ngh! Ngh!" Akira moans as his body lurches back and forth, his already tight grip on the examination table nearly turned into a white knuckle hold that seemed fit to tear through the cloth beneath him if it wasn't for the fact that he was trying quite hard to keep himself calm. Although, it wouldn't take a genius to see how aroused he was. "That's right, guinea pig! You like that? You like taking it up your slutty ass?!" Tae grunts, the flow of arousal going into her brain causing her to act almost more sadistic as she even went so far as to raise a hand above her head and reign it down across Akira's rear, spanking him hard enough to cause him to cry out slightly as his cock continued to bob back and forth. "Say it! Say it, guinea pig! Say that you like taking my cock!" Tae snarls, voice dripping with venom as it finally pushed Akira over the final edge. "Y-Yes! I love it!" Akira admits, a little bit louder than he usually would've liked. But his orgasm just about to shoot out from his cock, he wasn't really thinking like he would've, espically as Tae sped up her thrusting even more in responce to his whorish moans. "Fucking take it then!" Tae says as she slams her hips downward one more time, the final push she herself needs before her cock explodes into a hot and heavy orgasm that begins to coat the inside of Akira's guts with a gooey layer of sperm. A truly fascinating and enjoyable experience for the woman as she finally comprehended the sensations that came from a cock's orgasm. At the exact same time, though, Akira's cock finally cums, spraying some final loads across the examination table beneath him as his face is pressed firmly against it. Slowly though, the both of them began to calm down, with Akira's eyes slowly rolling into the back of her head while Tae began to slowly extract her cock free from his ass. Looking down, she felt a change begin to occur as she watched the sight of her member slowly disappearing in what could've only been described as a puff of smoke. "Huh, fascinating." Tae chuckles before turning back to Akira. "Hey, you don't mind if we try this again, do you?" She asks, hoping for a certain answer and getting it as Akira slowly lifts his hand up in a thumbs up. ---- "Well, guinea pig. I think you look pretty good, health-wise." Tae says as she helps a limping Akira out of her office. "Just, uh, make sure to get some rest and make sure to come by tomorrow with a follow-up." Tae adds as she watches as Akira nods to her and reaches down to pick up his bag, the cute little head of his cat poking out to meow at him as they then depart. "It was nothing. Just another check up." Tae could hear Akira mutter under his breath, presumably toward his cat, causing her to chuckle to herself as she turned back into her office. What a weird kid. A cute one, but still pretty weird. Sitting down, though, Tae peered out a nearby and watched as Akira walked around a corner, still limping after everything that they had done. Perhaps they'd use more lube next time. In any case, just as she was about to turn away, Tae's eyes caught the sight of a bobbing blond pigtails following after him. Wasn't that Akira's friend? Ann, right? Watching her walk down the street, a smile began to grow across Tae's face as she quickly opened the window and poked her head out. "Hey, wait up a second!" She calls out to the girl, who stops to turn around and face her. ---- Howdy Doody!~ Tae is one of my favs, so I figured why not do a story on her and Joker? Peeps on Patreon had access to this story early for a few weeks now for a measly 3 dollars. Here's the link: https://www.patreon.com/ZZOMBOHO And if you wanna know more directly when I post, here's the link to my Twitter: https://twitter.com/ZZOMBOHO Anyways, as always, I hope you enjoyed!~

Chapter 1 - Really Does Come Around, Doesn't It?

Looking down at the city streets of Tokyo from so high above made Oboro feel powerful. More powerful than she already was, if that was even possible. Her immense strength and power able to rival the strength of some of the greatest warriors and ninjas out there to date. But all it took was a high-rise apartment with a view over the city streets to really feel that immense, overwhelming superiority over the filth that walked below her. All of those who would eventually fall beneath her and her master's grasps, along with those damned ninjas. In the meantime, however, she would live life as it came. Enjoying every second of it as she did what she needed to do. Her master, in all of his wisdom, hadn't needed her for some time now. Something that, while unnerved her, was customary in her line of work and wasn't something she entirely minded either. It gave her a chance to sit back and really enjoy the fruits of her labors. Everything from her persona as a high-up lady of society to her role as a bringer of destruction as an executive of Nomad. Stepping back from the window, the violet-haired demoness made her way over to a nearby couch, sitting comfortably atop it as she reached over and retrieved a small glass of blood-red wine. Taking the time to enjoy its delicate taste as it fueled her immense power, causing her to feel that rush of adrenaline that made her want to destroy something. But that would all have to happen in due time. The day and age of rushing into battle was long gone. Now was the time for strategy and preparing oneself for the coming battle. Whether it's small or major, any and all steps taken to destroy their enemies would be worthwhile in the end. Reaching over again, Oboro pressed a button on a nearby remote, turning on a large flatscreen TV in front of her and tuning it to the latest news channel. "In other news today, humanitarian group and company Nomad has established several new hospitals and health care clinics within the borders of the Tokyo Kingdom, allowing treatment and medicine to those within the hazardous area." The newscaster explains, making the demoness smile as she hears the news. Step by step, Nomad gained control over more and more areas of Tokyo Kingdom city, pushing their rivals like the UFS out of the location. It'd only be a matter of time before she and her master would have complete and total control over the zone, allowing their plans to progress further than they ever would've gone with the simple collection of a vital city. However, the feeling of blooming pride within herself aimed toward her organization was cut short by a strange feeling. The glass of wine in her hand felt heavy. It wasn't something she would've usually noticed, but for some reason, she could feel the weight of both itself and the liquid it carried. Something wasn't right here. Glancing over at the front door to her apartment. A snarl grew across her face as she realized that something was coming. And sure enough, just as abruptly as the feeling hit her, the door to her apartment burst open, followed by a cloud of dust and smoke as large hulking figures made their way inside Oboro's home. Almost instantly, she could tell who they were. Just from their smell alone. Orcs. And a lot of them, 10 or 20, most likely. Far from enough, if Oboro was being perfectly honest. "Byg." Oboro growls as the veritable sea of orcs clears, letting one step forward. His round yet also muscled body jutting out in front of him as he stepped forward, his beady red eyes and thick blubberly toothy grey lips forming his face into a smug smirk as he walked toward one of the greatest terrors of the underworld, let alone any world that was currently out there. "Hey, Oboro, sorry 'bout the door and shit. Me and my boys, you see, we just like makin' a real impactful impression." The lumbering beast remarks, disrespect latent in his voice as he speaks to who was supposed to be his superior, causing the demoness' already worsening mood to deepen any further as her own red eyes pierced back at him. "I trust you have a good reason for this?" Oboro inquires, raising a sharp eyebrow toward her subordinate. "If not, I'd be more than happy to slaughter each and every one of your men here and have you replaced with someone far more obedient." All around her, the orcs laugh, Byg included, as none of them show any semblance of fear as they look down at her, confusing and concerning her all at the same time. "Nah, you see, babe. Boss thinks you've been thinkin' too much beyond yerself. Trying to do all sorts a shit behind his back, so he told me to teach you a lil lesson 'bout that." He couldn't be serious. Teach her? A lesson? She would've laughed if she wasn't already furious about what he had done to her door. "Allow me to tell you something, you lumbering, fat, idiotic oaf," Oboro starts, placing down her glass of wine and rising to her feet; some of the orcs around her looked slightly concerned while Byg himself continued to look smug as ever as he stared lazily down at her. "You do not work for my master. You work for me. In the grand scheme of things, you are very, VERY, small, almost minuscule compared to the likes of myself and all the other people I work with. So if you think you can just walk in here and throw your weight around like you can at your small, barely-worth-anything clubs, I'm sorry to say, but you are very much mistaken." The demoness lays everything out as she steps toward the head orc. "Now, be a good little slave and leave with your tail tucked between your legs before I cut them off and force you to eat the worm you call a cock between your legs." Oboro finishes, glaring deeply up into Byg's eyes, who, in turn, leans down toward her. "No." Without a second's notice, the vampire demoness launches out a powered fist aimed directly toward the orc's stomach, aiming to pierce straight through, rupturing his insides and setting him ablaze with a single strike. However, instead of anything close to that happening, her fist only lands against his stomach with a small thud as he remains completely unaffected. "Wha- What?!" Oboro asks, eyes going wide with shock and horror as she stands there while the orcs around her bust into laughter. This, this couldn't be happening. Could it? No, no, no, no. This couldn't be! It couldn't! He wouldn't really, after everything that she had done. Snapping her out of her thoughts, the demoness feels a heavy hand place itself across her shoulder. Its weight nearly made it hard for her to stand as she still went through the emotions over what was happening to her. "Not so big and scary now, huh?" Byg chuckles, fueling Oboro's rage even further as she turns back toward him, no longer holding any reservations about destroying this pitiful, disgusting creature before her. "DIE!" Oboro roars as she slaps away the orc's hand before trying to send another strike directly through Byg's stomach, only for him to suddenly grab her arm and deliver his own strike directly into her stomach, knocking the air clean from her lungs as she collapses to her knees, and cough from the immense pain that now permeated through her body. "Now, whenever one of my slut's try to hit me, I teach em' a lesson. And seeing as how you ain' all powerful and stuff right now, think I gotta do the same." Byg explains before reaching down and seizing Oboro's short violet hair in a tight, painful grip. "You don't mind if we use your room, right?" The orc asks. "I'll cut you into pieces for this!- GAH!" Oboro tries to scream before she's suddenly pulled along by Byg, who drags her by her hair toward her bedroom, deepening a sense of furious dread throughout the demoness' body as she continues to struggle against her supposed subordinate's grip. His strength should've been something that she could've broken through without a moment's notice, and yet she was just as powerless as one of the orc's whores that worked under him. Coming to Oboro's bedroom, Byg haphazardly kicks the door open, getting a good look at everything inside. "Man, nice digs." The orc comments as he suddenly throws the demoness to the middle of the floor and files into the room alongside the rest of his men, filling it up with the disgusting stench of their bodies oder and sweat as they eagerly wait around for what is to come. "Fucking oaf!" Oboro roars, scrambling to her feet as Byg comes to stand before her. Still not looking intimidated in the least while he looked down at her. "If you think you're going to get away with this, then you are sorely mistaken! Once I regain my power, I will spare no expense in delivering you the worst death imaginable!- Ah!" Once again, before the demoness could threaten the orcs, the blueish brute cuts her words short by slapping her across the face, sending her spiraling to land face-first on her bed. Oboro doubted there were many times she felt as furious as she did now. The demoness was a cruel person. She was hateful and spiteful and showed no mercy to anybody around her. She'd kill and slaughter men, women, and children if they got in her way. The act of taking and destroying lives was so simple for her. Well, it was, but now, she was left there to grovel as all the orcs within the room laughed at her as she was treated like some sort of joke. And to have that person be Byg of all people, it made her angry. She was so angry that, very loosely, she could feel bits of her powers begin to return to her, giving her the vain hope that she might've been able to turn things around in her favor. Only for a sudden hand to latch itself to her throat and suddenly pull her to her feet as it belonged to none other than Byg as he gazes down upon her with amusement and satisfaction rather than the gross fear he usually showed whenever he came into contact with her. "K-Kill.... You...." Oboro grits her teeth as the grip the orc had around her throat tightens. Cutting off vital amounts of air but leaving her just enough to keep her conscious as the beasts around her continued to laugh at her misery. Leaning up close until their faces were only just about inches apart, Byg asks, "And how you gonna do that, huh? Ain't got any powers and nothin' to save you. It's just you, me, and my boys here, and we're gonna have ourselves a long and fun night." His breath, smelling of oily food, wafted out from his mouth and brushed up against her face, contaminating those brief bits of oxygen that Oboro was able to get. Seeing as how his once superior boss was now completely helpless, Byg chuckled as he pulled his head back, examining Oboro's curvaceous body as it was wrapped up flatteringly behind a nice fitting bathrobe. Tantalizing both himself and his men as they began to feel increasingly curious about what she might've been hiding underneath. "While you might show a lot in that slutty outfit you usually wear, I wonder what you got hidin' underneath here." Byg remarks as he reaches out his other muscled, clawed hand and grabs hold of Oboro's robe and, in one swift motion, tears it free from her body, revealing a nice set of red lacey lingerie. "Damn, gettin' yourself ready for a date or somethin'? Hope you don't mind then if me and my crew take care of you." The orc remarks as he turns her body around to get a good look at her. Examining and admiring her beautiful curves, supple rear and bust, and pale skin all trapped behind her underwear. If looks could kill, Byg would be long dead as she glared at him. Unable to say anything substantial due to the grip he had around his throat, all she could do was try to thrash as she felt waves of embarrassment flow right alongside the feelings of rage that coursed through her body. He'd pay for this. She would make sure of it. She'd crush his balls into powder once the day was done, and then she would use her abilities to turn him into nothing more than a shell and former husk of himself that she would then add to the collection of other foes who thought that they could stand up against her. "Now then, let's unwrap this fuckin' present!" Byg says as his men roar with loud obnoxious cheering as their leader reaches out and rips her bra open, letting her large, plump breasts fly free. To which the orc then takes the chance to grab hold of one of them, squeezing it almost painfully between his fingers as he gets a good hold of his newfound prize, causing Oboro to thrash around even harder in place at the sudden sensation of being grabbed in such a way. "Always wanted to get my hands on these when I first met ya." Byg smiles, his sharp teeth glinting under the light of the room as he dug his grip even harder into the demoness' tit, causing slight murmurs and uncomfortable whimpers to leave out past her lips. "Hmmmm? Enjoying yourself, eh? Let's check and see if that's actually the case down here." Byg says before his hand falls down her body, tracing itself away from her chest, down past her stomach, and all the way down to her still panty-covered crotch. His thick, meaty digits tracing themselves across her cunt, stimulating the demoness. Making the situation all the more frustrating for her as she was left unable to do anything as she was molested. She didn't think that was the case. How could it have been? No, it was impossible. From all of this that was happening, Oboro knew her pussy couldn't have been wet. There was no chance. Or so she thought as Byg's fingers continued to worm themselves around, rubbing her pussy with increasing intensity through her panties as she was forced to stand there, but eventually, after enough effort on his part, the orc feels a slight amount of moisture, causing his already wide grin to grow even larger as his red eyes almost seem to shine with glee. "There we are." Byg says before suddenly grabbing hold of Oboro's panties and proceeding to rip them also from her waist, now leaving her entire body completely exposed to the beasts in the room as a small, almost unnoticeable line of clear fluids begins to leak down the demoness' leg. "Heh, always thought that you got off to all the shit you put people through. But seems you've got a lil' bit of that abuse slut inside you too." The orc remarks, making the demoness mentally promise herself that she'd pull out his tongue and remove his member before burning him alive as she continues to glare at him. "Aw, don't look so mad. Here, I know just the thing to cheer you up." Byg says before, much to Oboro's own horror, he proceeds to stick his long fingers directly into her pussy, the sudden intrusion causing her to gasp and for her toes to curl as she kicked her legs around loosely, trying to get the orc's digit's out of her while her hands were occupied with attempting to loosen the grip he still had on her throat. Slowly, he began to move his digits too and frow through her increasingly wet cunny, letting Oboro grimace as she feels his thick, meaty disgusting fingers press into all of those sensitive spots as the fact that a fucking orc of all things was doing this to her made the situation all the more humiliating as much it pissed her off to no possible end. An orc! A FUCKING ORC! A stupid, brain-dead, half-useful orc was doing this to her, the demoness that was capable of so much. Worst of all was the fact that on some level. It actually felt quite good. Stimulating those more private parts of herself, deep inside her pussy while Byg's long sharp fingernails pressed and softly scraped all around inside herself. She'd cut off his fingers soon enough. However, any plans for the time being became increasingly difficult to focus on as the blue orc in question began to speed up the pace in which he plunged his fingers forth into her crotch. Dragging out more murmurs and moans out past her lips in the process, much to her own already deepening furious embarrassment. "Heh! Think she's startin' to like it boys. Knew she was a masochistic slut the moment I heard she used to roll with those Taima-sluts!" He adds on, his comment going too far if Oboro was personally concerned. Him going out of his way to do something like this would already warrant the worst kind of fate. But referencing her past as a member of that pathetic clan of ninjas, oh-ho, Byg was opening himself up to a new world of pain that even the demoness herself had no idea of. She'd pour deep into countless methods of research from all corners of the world to find out and see what she could do to bring this soon-to-be-dead orc's mind to its absolute limits. But throughout it all, she was still unable to do anything as Byg got her closer and closer to that horrifying orgasm that was only just around the corner at that point. "And since I think I know Taima-sluts pretty well, I know JUST what to do to get em' to cum like the whores they are!" The orc says as just then, he finally does it, his fingers reaching the effect that they were looking for as Oboro's eyes widen while her pussy suddenly explodes into an array of juices. "Nghh! Ghhh!" Oboro groaned. What usually would've been a scream of pleasure was now only a silent murmur as her face slowly grew redder than it already was. Her eyes slowly slipping to fall into the back of her head while her body grew increasingly weak from the pleasure, leading to her legs slowly giving out underneath her. And combined with Byg soon releasing her throat, allows her to collapse down onto her knees. Even if she got her revenge, she'd still remember the humiliation she currently felt. "Now, after doing all of that, I think it's time you returned the favor." Byg says as he begins to unbuckle his pants before letting his rock-hard member pop out in front of the demoness' face, much to her disgust as she stares down the massive member. Its length is probably around 14 solid inches of fuck meat with a pair of large, pendulous testicles dangling beneath. Its stench, thick with the musk of his own sweat, pre, and the juices of some other whore he fucked wafted its way across Oboro's pristine and almost perfect features, causing her to grimace with revulsion as she already knew what the orc wanted her to do. "If you try and put that thing in my mouth, I swear to you I'm going to bite it off." Oboro warns, her voice coming out slightly raspy after having her throat squeezed for so long. "Ha! Like to see you try! Couldn't open a fuckin' pickle jar with how you are now, let alone bite through my cock!" Byg laughs as he grasps Oboro by the top of her short violet hair and directs the head of his cock to and past her lips, causing her to cough and sputter at the digusting salty and bitter taste of orc pre as it oozed out across her tounge. But that was only just the start of things as the head orc took the time to thrust his cock even further forward, shoving the rest of it into her mouth, letting her get a taste for it all as its bulbous meaty head barreled its way to and through the entrance of her throat. Only stopping once the demoness' nose slammed into the small bush of pubic hair he had on his waist, which in turn tickled the inside of her nose and made her want to sneeze. "GLKGLKGK! LKGLLKLKGLK!" Oboro gurgles, the already difficult-to-handle scent almost becoming unbearable for her as her hands slammed themselves across Byg's rear, scratching and clawing, trying to pry her head free from the grip he had on her head. But it was all useless. Even trying to bite his member proved fruitless, as her reduced strength caused her to nearly crack and shatter a few teeth inside her mouth when she went to bring them down and around his length. "Ha! Told ya! Completely helpless to whatever me and my boys got planned for you tonight. Now let's put that mouth of yours to better use." Byg comments as the reality of the situation begins to truly dawn on the once powerful demoness before she's unable to focus on anything else as her head is suddenly torn back and forth across the orc's cock, who fucks her throat with utmost brutality. Leaving Oboro to continue fighting for her life. However, her struggle was ultimately useless as the boisterous beast used her mouth more like a sex toy than anything else as he directed himself to slam the entirety of his member down her throat. Forcing her to taste every part of his revolting cock as it traveled its way down her maw as thick globs of spit and flem bubbled out from the corners of her lips and nose and splattered down her face. It was all far beneath her. At least, it should've been. She was Oboro, damn it! People feared her for a reason, and now she was being turned into a mouth slave for Byg's massive cock as it surged itself down her throat. Repeatedly blocking her lungs of any and all oxygen every time he sunk her face into his crotch, causing his balls to clap wetly up against her chin. A semi-loud sound, all things considered, but it couldn't compare to the wet, furious gurgling that tore themselves out from the demoness' mouth. "GLKGLK! GLKGLKGLK! GLKGLKLK! GLKGLKK!" Oboro slurred messily, her piercing gaze looking up at Byg before falling to gaze at the other orcs in the room. All of them looked aroused as much as they were amused and happy to see the high and mighty bitch of Nomad get her's in the form of their boss' cock pounding down her throat. "Enjoy this while you can, orc! By the time you're done and my powers return to me, you'll be nothing but a bloody pile of shit!" The demoness thinks to herself. But she was far from the threatening monster she once was. "Gah! Here it comes, bitch! Hope yer' ready for a nice blue meat smoothy!" Byg groans as his quick and relentless thrusting soon reaches its peak speed. Causing the demoness to thrash around even harder while her throat was fucked. Horrifying Oboro, she could sense the thick gooey cum inside of Byg's balls churn, getting ready to fire off their load directly down her throat. She couldn't let this happen to her! No! However, it was all for naught. As Byg stopped at nothing, truly determined to force-feed her his spunk, causing him to let out another groan before slamming his cock as far as it possibly could go down the demoness' throat as she felt it happen. "GLKGKLKLLKLKKKKK!!!!" Oboro practically screams, only to be met with the continued laughter and cheering from the orcs all around her. Not caring for a single second and even going so far as to enjoy the sight of their once powerful boss getting force-fed what felt like gallons of hot beast goes directly into her mouth while her nose was pushed up against and into the jungle of pubic hair. "GLLLLKLKAAAAAAAAAAK!" The demoness, her eyes glowing red from both the rage she had coursing through her and the lack of oxygen as her now very much mortal body begged and cried out of air while Byg took the time to dump what must've been the entirety of his balls' contents into her stomach before releasing her, letting her fall back and gasp for air in between coughing and sputtering up loose bits up cum up and out past her lips. "Heh! Not bad, probably get your fair share of practice with the boss, right?" Byg laughs, looking down at Oboro as she continued to cough, taking immense and total enjoyment out of the torment of the woman who had a tendensy to treat him and other's like him like nothing more than desposable tools to throw at highly skilled ninja's like the Taimanin. And even though he fully intended on breaking the rest of them down like he was doing to Oboro, he'd enjoy, for the time being, giving the demoness a taste of power that, for once, went above hers. "FUCKING FILTH!!!!" Oboro screams as she surges a fist upward, the insinuation of the relationship she had with her master infuriating her as the words come out past his lips, and aims her fist to take Byg's head clean off his shoulders. However, continuing the nightmare of him being stronger than her even further, the orc suddenly redirects her and tosses her back out across her bed. "KILL YOU ALL!!!!" The demoness yells as she goes to try and scramble to her feet, only for the entirety of the orc's weight to come crashing down on top of her, keeping her firmly pressed against the bed while Oboro could feel the unmistakable sensation of a cock's head pressing at the entrance of her pussy. "Ha! Good! Was hopin' you'd still have some fight left in ya after all of that. Would've been pretty disappointing otherwise." Byg laughs as he continues to feel Oboro struggle beneath him. Seeing his boss as angry as she was now in any other situation than what they were in now would've left him pissing himself. But with how she was now. Oh, he was going to enjoy this as much as he possibly could. "GET OFF ME!" Oboro roars; her usual strength would've allowed her to toss the massive orc on top of her like a blanket. But now, she could feel every pound of disgusting muscle and fat bearing down on top of her, especially as he lined the head of his cock even further to penetrate her pussy. "Nah! You aint the scary bitch you was. Your now nothin' but a orc cock sleeve for the time we fuckin' have you!" Byg breaths out into Oboro's ear, his large rear flexing and getting itself ready to go to town while above the demoness' own smaller frame. A true sight to behold from behind as it was really easy to see how hard the demoness struggled against the head orc as his weight was on top of her. "Hope you ready to get fucked like one of em' Taima-sluts!" Byg roars happily before he suddenly and finally thrusts himself forward, pushing his cock deep inside Oboro's pussy. "GOOOOOOoooooooooohhhhhhhhh!!!!" Oboro screams, feeling her folds split apart as the orc's cock cut through her pussy like a hot knife through butter. Filling her cunt so much that it felt like it was more full than it had ever been in her entire life as the process of another orgasm about to roll out and through her body quickly began via Byg finding the rhythm that he used to repeatedly deal down constant thrusts into her body as he sent his massive frame up and down against hers, causing the demoness' once pristine and comfortable bed to strain under the weight and pressure as it slammed up against the wall near it. Causing a loud enough sound that most likely was able to be heard from all the floors around Oboro's as the orc made quick use of fucking her cunt into a new age. Slamming his bulbous head all the way up against the entrance to her womb. A downright horrifying sensation for someone like the demoness to feel as she was used so throughly by just one orc. "STOOOOOPPPPPP!!!! YOUR KILLING MY PUSSY! SSTOP IT!" Oboro screams, but her begs for mercy are ignored as Byg swings his hips back and forth. Truly treating the demoness like she came directly out of his stable of whores. Making her hurt just as much as he made her want to cum her daylights out. His strength goes beyond anything that could be delivered from any normal human and aims to come directly from his powerful stature that could destroy the bodies of anyone less powerful than him. Something Oboro felt as his cock rolled in and out of her pussy at immense speed. Exerting the orc on top of her his sweat dripped down his body and began to mix with her's. Adding an additional layer of scent to the bedroom that already reeked of sex and all sorts of other fluids. "Now you know what those bitches feel whenever you tell me and my boys to fuck 'em'!" Byg laughs, sinking his words deeper into her brain with every powerful thrust of his body up against her's. He truly had power over her. Him. Fucking Byg. The orc who had so-so higher intelligence than his fellow brethren. And now here he was, leaving Oboro, one of the closest right-hand people to Edwin Black himself, a mess and nothing else. He would've laughed further if he wasn't already enjoying himself immensely as his own orgasm began to rear its ugly head inside his balls as they came crashing down against the short-haired woman's clit, aiming to fill and pump full what must've been a demonic and yet also pristine womb with disgusting loads of baby batter. Giving the demoness the possible chance to spawn her own little orc children. Making the time they were having together all the more sweet for Byg as he could've only imagined. After serving such a high and mighty cunt for so much time. Waiting nervously under each and every one of her words to see if she would sentence him to death or some sort of fate worse than that. The satisfaction to break all of that down and break her across his cock was something that was almost indescribable. Amazing and perfect in all the best ways one could come with while her body was quite literally trapped underneath his. His volley of thrusting seemed to know no possible or realistic end that didn't have his disgusting seed pouring deep inside of her. And then, even after this was all said and done, the chance of him getting killed was probably high. Almost undeniable. But in the end, when the time came, he could, at the very least, say that he was able to fuck Oboro truly over like the slut she was hidden behind all that sadism she put up. "Hope yer' ready for a kid, bitch!" Byg groans as his cock inside the demoness twitches before delivering a massive load shot directly up into her womb. Filling her pussy nearly completely while he continued to roll his hips up against hers. Riding out every aspect and pinpoint of Oboro's pleasurable pussy as it was wrapped snugly around his member and enjoyed feeling it squeeze onto him for dear life as his men around him cheered. Happy to see the bitch get an orc cream filling for once in her life after directing them around for so long. "NGOOOooooooooo!" Oboro howls, feeling the disgusting orc seed fill her cunt, unable to move away due to the orc's massive heavy weight bearing down on her. Crushing her into her once comfortable bed as she felt his hot seed begin to ooze out of the corners of her pussy. Beasts like orcs were known to be quite virile, a fact that Oboro quite knew well enough whenever she sentenced any prisoners she had to be raped by them. But now, the shoe was quite literally on the other foot as she was quickly impregnated by the hung oaf on top of her and who ground his cock as far as it could go and emptied his balls deep inside of her. And to finally top things off, the demoness couldn't help but stop herself as her pussy let loose and sprayed out a variety of her juices onto the bed beneath her. The pleasure, while something that she never wanted, was still almost immeasurable by most explainable means. She tried to deny it but couldn't. Byg's cock was almost unstoppable as the flow of cum began to eventually die down as it left his cock and entered his pussy, pushing Oboro's once steely mind to its limits as her tongue lulled out the side of her mouth. Once he was done, the orc finally began to pull his cock back, sliding it all the way out of her pussy from her womb and out past her now gaping pussy lips. Letting an extra torrent of his spunk spill out of her and onto the bed. It almost felt like a dream, getting to do this to Oboro. He thought it never would've happened, and yet, here he was, living out the one fantasy that he had hoped for ever since he first came into contact with her. He half expected her to keep fighting once he was far enough out of her, and so, he kept a good portion of his weight pressed down on her, just in case, but as he drew his cock further and further out, the once furious demoness only shivered in place underneath him. "T-There, you had y-your fun. Now take you and your men and leave!" Oboro tries to command them with an authoritative tone. Although it was pretty clear at that point that none of the orcs there were willing to listen to her. Seeing her genuinely shaken, fuck, it was almost better than the sex itself, if only just barely to someone like Byg. He had fucked some sluts before, but the demoness would end up ranking pretty high for someone like him. Although it was still pretty amusing to think that after only that, they were done. "Heh! Don't tell me you're wiped out already!" Byg laughs, rearing back a hand and slapping it across Oboro's fat rear, leaving behind a large handprint while the demoness took in a sudden breath of air through clenched teeth. "My boys still haven't had their fun yet!" The head orc laughs as his men around them cheer, eager to finally get their turn with the bitch in question. Illicting a genuine surge of fear from the demoness as she turns around to face them all. "W-Wait! Y-You can't!" Oboro exclaims, the sweat of exertion streaming down her face as she looks around to orcs of varying colors of red, blue, and green slowly making their way to surround her on the bed while Byg himself takes a step back. "Do you know.... Do you know who I am!?" The demoness tries to roar, returning back to a more threatening tone of voice as she tries to keep the orcs away from her. "They sure do slut! And they've been waiting to do this for fuckin' while." Byg laughs, pulling his pants back up over his waist as he fully left the demoness at the mercy of the orc's surrounding her. "S-Stop!" Oboro screams, kicking away a hand belonging to one of the orcs as he tries to grab her ankle, only getting the beast to laugh in turn. They were all closing in around her. But Byg didn't stick around for long. Continuing to hear Oboro's screams, he left her bedroom and made his way out to her kitchen. Eager to see what kind of drinks she might have in a swanky place like this. "No! Let go of me! Stop-GLKGLKLK!" He could hear her scream before one of his men's cocks slammed itself into her mouth, making him even more happy as he swiped up a bottle of whisky and made his way to sit on the demoness' couch. Reaching over, Byg flipped through some channels, trying to find something good. And as he heard the sounds of sex and moaning screams ring out from the bedroom, the orc was sure that Oboro wouldn't mind if he took the time to enjoy himself, at least for the time being. ---- Howdy Doody!~ First post of the year! I hope you enjoy it. I always felt like Taimanin was always lacking in the whole fanfic regard. I mean, they have a whole set universe, prime and ready for plundering to write your own stories based on it! Anyway, people on Patreon had access to this story early for a long time now, so if you want the same sort of access, check it out here: https://www.patreon.com/user?u=28951451 In any case, if you want to know when I post more directly, check out my Twitter here: https://twitter.com/ZZOMBOHO Anywho, I hope you enjoyed it!~

Chapter 1 - Wonder what Mina's doing on Snapchat?

SNAP! The first image of the set depicts the heroine in training, Mina Ashido, better known as Pinky, in front of the dorm room mirror, flashing a stylish pose as the caption reads, "It's party time bitchessssss" SNAP! The second image taken shows various bottles of alcohol tucked safely inside Mina's closet with the adjoining caption saying, "Don't tell Aizawa." SNAP! The third image shows Mina flashing an exaggerated frown as she lays on her bed, the caption reading, "Why is she taking so long?" SNAP! The fourth post, this time instead of a picture, is a short repeating video of Mina's dorm room opening and Kyoka Jirou entering, who holds what looks like a guitar. The caption that went along with the post reading, "My girl cums with her own music! Beat that sluts" SNAP! The next post, again a short video, depicts Jirou concentrating as she strums softly across a guitar. The song is slow yet beautiful as the short-haired heroine's fingers softly dance across the strings, showing a level of mastery of years of hard work honing her musical craft. The caption reads, "Wonder if she uses those fingers for other things ;)" SNAP! The following post, another video, shows Jirou downing an entire bottle of alcohol, her face twisted into a slight grimace as she struggles to drink down the liquid. The caption reading, "Gettin dis bitch to loosen the fuck upp" SNAP! The next post, again, a video, continues to show Jirou drinking, only this time, however, the view of the camera is zoomed in on her lips before slowly panning down to her neck, showing her swallow each gulp of the drink slowly. Below, the caption simply says, "Hmmmmm" SNAP! The following post, this time a picture again, shows Mina taking a picture of herself, a sly and mischievous expression on her face as she gets a view of the bulge in her shorts. The caption reads, "Guess who just got an idea?" SNAP! Another picture, this time shows Jirou wearing what appears to be a blindfold across her face as Mina stands in front of her, pink cock in hand as she angles its bulging head at her friend's open mouth, a small smile on her face as she awaits whatever her friend is about to give her. "Shhhh dont tell her" SNAP! Mina's cock is now firmly lodged down Jirou's throat, her dainty nose pressing up against her waist while her expression is a mixture of shock and anger. The adjoining caption says, "Best, thrussy, ever" SNAP! The following post, a video, shows Mina slamming her hips back and forth into Kyoka's face, her friend's gurgling cries echoing throughout the room along with the sound of the pink heroine's balls clapping the underside of her chin, creating a wet mess as spit and flem bubbles out of her nose and the corners of her mouth. At the same time, Mina sticks out her tongue and flashes a peace sign toward the camera. SNAP! Continuing to show her fuck her friend's face, Mina suddenly pans the camera downward, showing that Jirou had now begun to finger herself. Her digits softly darting in and out past her wet folds as the caption says, "Looks like I'm not the only one enjoying herself" SNAP! The next post continues to show Mina fucking Kyoka's face, her hips darting back and forth and slamming up against her friend's features, whose once struggling expression seems to have eased at least somewhat before the pink heroine's thrusting speeds up signifigantly as the caption says, "Hope she's up for another suprise" SNAP! The following post, a picture, is taken just as Mina cums, spraying Jirou's face with her seed, coating her features with her hot spunk, the caption reading, "MONEY SHOT" SNAP! In another picture, this time, the duo seems to be in Mina's bathroom, with Jirou washing her face up at the sink. The caption reads, "Think someones mad at me :(" SNAP! The next post shows Mina crouching down behind Jirou, the side of her face pressed against her friend's plump rear, her expression an exaggerated sad frown as the caption reads, "Pls forgiv meh" SNAP! The following post shows Mina now having moved Jirou's panties to the side, revealing her still wet pussy as the pink heroine now sticks out her tongue toward it, the caption also reading, "How bout I make it up to you" SNAP! In the next video, Mina is now teasing Jirou's clit with her tongue, darting it up and across her entrance before the camera then shifts upwards to show her friend now bracing up against the sink before the camera goes back down just as Mina begins to push her tongue into Kyoka's pussy, causing her to let out a short gasp. "M-Mina...." Jirou's low voice trembles out from her voice, sounding annoyed but not entirely bothered by what her friend was doing. The caption also reads, "Looks like someones coming around" SNAP! Jirou's huffing and panting can be heard throughout the short video as Mina increases the speed that she tounges her pussy. SNAP! Kyoka lets out a squeal as her pussy squirts across Mina's face, almost directly into the pink heroine's mouth, who happily swallows it down as the caption reads, "Yummy!" SNAP! Back to Mina's bedroom, the picture taken shows Kyoka lying across Mina's bed, her hips sticking out toward the camera while she buries her face in one of the many pillows on her friend's bed, the caption reading, "Aw looks like someones feelin' a lil shy" SNAP! Mina now has her hips close to Jirou's, her cock teasing her folds as she drags them up and down, eliciting some annoyed whines from her friend as she waits to finally be penetrated. The caption reading also, "Just wanted to make sure she was still alive lol" SNAP! Almost painfully slow, Mina eases her hips forward, pressing the head of her cock into Jirou's pussy, splitting her folds as her cock makes her way inside her, drawing another moan out from the musician before she buries her face deeper into the pillow it was in. Trying to hide the embarrassing fact that she was enjoying herself. SNAP! In the next video, Mina slowly begins to speed her thrusting up, working her way up to a much more pleasurable pace, almost getting to the point that she was pounding at Kyoka's pussy before she suddenly begins to slow down, causing Jirou to start turning slowly, taking her face out from the pillow only for Mina to suddenly slam her hips back forward, rougher and faster than ever before. "Oh fuck- MMMPMMM!" A loud moan manages to escape out past Jirou's lips before she quickly buries her face back in the pillow as Mina lets out a small chuckle. The caption also reads, "Fuckin got her lol" SNAP! Mina films Jirou's rear as it ripples and shakes with every thrust she pumps into it. Despite its smaller size, it still had some weight behind it, enough to the point that it shook every time Mina pumped into her pussy. Suddenly, though, Mina rears back a hand a delivers a slap, causing Kyoka's ass to ripple again while Jirou herself lets out another muffled moan, after which a noticeable hand print was now left across Jirou's ass. The caption reading also, "I can't get enough of this ass!!!!" SNAP! The next video shows this time Mina filming the camera behind her and Jirou, getting a perfect angle as she begins almost twerk her cock in and out of Kyoka's pussy, shaking it perfectly. SNAP! Mina's now lying across Jirou, the side of her face pressed up against Kyoka's head as she makes a kissy face. Her hips are still seen moving in the background of the video as she pounds at her friend's pussy. The caption reading, "She's still feeling shy" SNAP! Mina's thrusting reaches her peak, going as fast as they possibly go; at the same time, Kyoka's rear is now covered with a wide series of slap marks, showing what the pink heroine had been doing in between posts. With the speed that she was now going, however, Jirou's moaning could be heard even as she continued to dig her face deep into her pillow. Mina herself also moans, getting close until she finally bursts, slamming her hips back down against Jirou's one last time before grinding them against her friend's, filling the inside of her pussy with cum. Mina then begins to slowly pull out before getting the camera up close to Kyoka's pussy, showing the cum as it oozed out of her before the pink heroine slaps her rear one last time, causing one a spurt of her cum to shoot out from her folds while also causing Jirou to explode into another orgasm. The caption also reads, "She always loves it when I hit" SNAP! The final post, this time a picture taken of Mina's mirror, showing her sitting across Jirou's back, her soft yet also big cock lying in the crevice of her ass as the pink heroine flashes another piece sign as the caption reads, "Peace out party people" ---- Howdy Doody And Happy Thanksgiving!~ And if you don't celebrate Thanksgiving, take the chance to really pig out on some good food!~ Anyways!~ I hope this formatting wasn't too hard to read. Writing in the first place was not exactly easy. But in any case, I hope you enjoy it!~ And, just so you know, peeps on Patreon had access to this story early, so if you want to read some stories that are already on there that haven't been posted yet, check it out here!~

Chapter 1 - Not Exactly The Most Normal Way Either

Being a hero meant living a life full of risks. Batgirl, of all people, knew this. However, one thing she had trouble comprehending was how she got where she was now, that being, stuck halfway through a wall. One thing that she knew for certain, however, was that this all started when she began a chase with Harley Quinn. It was the usual deal; Harley was doing something weird, and she had to step in and put a stop to it. Which then led to a chase that had them going across Gotham and into one of its more scarcely populated areas. From there, Quinn ducked into a nearby apartment building, and of course, Batgirl continued to give chase. It was only when she tried to cut off the villainess' escape by jumping through a wall that a whole set of circumstances kicked into motion that had her arms trapped by her sides in such a position that left her almost completely unable to move and under the complete and total mercy of the woman she was chasing once she realized she was actually stuck. A humiliating thing for her to go through as Harley made sure to rub it in as much as she could before she seemingly got an idea, which had her quickly leaving and then returning with what looked like a camera. Only deepening the amount of dread the crime fighter was feeling as she didn't know what to expect. "Quinn, I don't know what your planning here, but you have to know how it's all going to end." Batgirl says toward Harley, who continues to fiddle with the camera, setting it up so that it is facing the heroine's face. "Oh, relax, Bratgirl. What we're going to be doing here will ultimately be a good thing. You wanna know why?" Harley asks, getting no response from  Batgirl besides an angry glare. "It's because we're going to be bringing everyone together! The gals, at least." Harley explains, deadpanning slightly at that last part. "Why? Cause your egotistical personalities won't allow you to work together under any other normal circumstances?" Batgirl bites back, earning herself a harsh slap across the face from Harley. "That! It's actually a pretty good point." Harley says as she thinks about what she said. "You see, all I'm looking to do is to try and bring about a certain sisterhood, you know? And so," Harley trails off as she reaches down and undoes her booty shorts, and proceeds to let her foot-long cock bounce free. "I got red to do a little something, something for me." Batgirl was dumbfounded. Horrified even. How the fuck was Poison Ivy able to give Harley something like that?! "Y-You won't get away with this! B-Batman, he'll find you!" Batgirl stutters as she tries to remain calm as Harley approaches her with her cock, grabbing hold of one of her pointy ears that were a part of her cowl. The heroine wasn't unaccustomed to threats of sexual violence. Being a female crime fighter in a city like Gotham was going to warrant a few comments here and there. But never in her life was she faced with something so.... Unavoidable. "Oh, I'm sure he will, Bratgirl, but in the meantime...." Harley's words once again trail off as she suddenly pushes the head of her cock up against Batgirl's lips. "I'll get to have our fun!" And then, with a hefty amount of effort, Harley pushes her cock into the crime fighter's mouth, pumping it directly down her throat, and begins to unleash a volley of powerful thrusts that pound their way down the vigilante's face, causing the once semi-composed crime fighter to fall into a fit of violent gagging and retching. "Ooooh, Bratgirl! Think this mouth of yours is better for servin' cock rather than handin' out empty platitudes." Harley groans as she goes to town. Hefty, cum, filled balls clapping the underside of Batgirl's chin as her fuck staff lodges its way down into the deepest parts of the crime fighter's maw. Of all people to get her throat fucked by, and it had to be fucking Harley Quinn. That fact alone was almost as horrifying as what was going on currently, almost. Along with the sounds of her own gurgling cries and retches, the sounds of Harley's own grunting and moaning were added into the mix. "Oh! Oh! Oh, yes! Fuck!" Just like always, the jester's tone of voice was obnoxious and rung annoyingly inside Batgirl's head as she continued to struggle with her bonds. Fighting for all her life to get herself free. But she was unable to do anything as Harley continued to fuck her face. Sending her massive, pale, white cock flying down her gullet and splattering a healthy dose of pre-cum across her tongue, causing her to grimace as she was forced to taste Harley's fluids. All of this, every single bit of it, would've sounded like a nightmare to someone like Batgirl when she woke up that day. But now, it was an unfortunate reality as Harley began to speed up her hips faster and faster. Her balls just about to release their disgusting payload. "Oh! Fuck! Here it comes, Bratgirl! Make sure you take it all!" Harley moans before it turns into a scream of pure and unbridled pleasure as her member spews forth hot blasts of sperm that shoot down her throat and into her stomach, making Batgirl kick her legs around harder than ever before as she just needed to escape. For what felt like ages, Harley's cock never seemed to stop spewing forth liquids. Only after, when Batgirl's eyes began to roll into the back of her head due to the lack of oxygen did the heroine begin to receive some sort of much-needed reprieve from her current situation. A part of her wished that she might've been pushed over that edge and rendered unconscious, only so that she might've been able to escape the nightmare she was in. But life itself was proving to be all too cruel as Harley began to pull her cock back out of her mouth, spewing a few more loads across Batgirl's cowled face and in the inside of her mouth. "Phew! Not bad! Not bad at all! Although, I do think you could stand to use a little practice." Harley comments, wiping some sweat from her face as she reaches down to check what looks like a small screen. "And it seems you'll be getting just that." The clown princess of crime smiles as she quickly grabs the camera and checks over it one last time. "So long for now, batslut! Gotta run for now but trust me when I say this, you won't get lonely." Harley comments before quickly departing out a nearby door, causing the heroine to groan and feel miserable at the fact that she was far from done, even though she already felt completely used. Jumping, however, Batgirl heard footsteps coming from the other side of the wall, where her lower half was sticking out. "Oh, no, no, no, no...." Batgirl scrambles as she tries to kick her legs around to deter whoever is behind her from doing anything. However, as a result, the person who was back there simply grabbed her by her ankles and proceeded to tie them up. Allowing them to get a view of the plump ass of one of Gotham's most sought-after women. Consequently, causing a noticeable smile to grow on the mystery figure's masked face as they then reach down and grab hold of the heroine's costume and proceed to tear it off her crotch, causing Batgirl to squirm even harder as Vengeance, the daughter of Bane, lines her cock up with the entrance to the crime fighter's pussy. Even though Vegance hadn't been around for all that long. Both in the criminal scene and in the entirety of her existence, with her being a test tube baby and all. She had obviously heard of the bat from her previous captors, but she had also learned about his little sidekicks. None of which seemed to really intrigue her besides one of the few females, Batgirl. Not the silent one or the purple one, but the redhead, and as she readied her giant muscled 16-inch cock that seemed to be just as powerful as the rest of her, she was eager to make a name for herself in this strange world she found herself in and in one powerful thrust, pounded herself all the way inside Batgirl's pussy. "GAAAAAHHHHH!!!!" Batgirl screams as her body goes rigid from both pain and pleasure. "TOO BIG! FUCK! TOO BIG! GET IT OUT!" She cries as the biggest cock she had ever felt penetrates itself deep inside of her cunt, going all the way up to the entrance of her womb. Even then, the head of the bulbous member seemed primed and ready to penetrate even something like that as Vegenece got a feel for her. Her pussy was admittedly small, at least when in comparison to her monster cock. But Vengeance didn't care. She'd make do whether she liked it or not as she begins to slowly pull her hips back, dragging her massive member all the way out from Batgirl's pussy until just the head remained inside her. And in another swift, powerful motion, she pounded her hips back, causing another scream to fly out of the lips of the heroine on the other side of the wall as her body lurched forward. From there, it didn't take long for the venom-enhanced villainess to find a solid rhythm as she began to pound her hips back and forth. "God! Stop! Pleasssssseeeee!" Batgirl screams at the top of her lungs as her pussy clings tightly around the member currently invading it. She felt every vein, every bump, every ridge as she was stretched out, nearly causing her legs to go weak in the process just from the constant stimulation of having such a massive cock inside her. And things only just seemed to get worse and worse by the second for her as Vegeance began to increase her speed, going faster by the second. Which, combined with her immense strength, made an already unbearable experience that much terrible to go through. And yet, despite it all, Batgirl was slowly getting off, which ended up putting her in one of two mindsets. One part of her wanted all of this to stop, while on the other hand, the more carnal side wished to beg the villainess to keep going. To go even harder, if that was even possible. And yet, Vengeance proves herself able to do just that as she speeds up even further than ever before. Her thick, muscled hips loudly clapping up against Batgirl's smaller ones as she begins to approach that final edge of release. Shit, she was actually going to get her to cum. Such a small and insignificant woman. And she, of all people, was actually going to get her to burst. It would've caused her to chuckle or make any other noise besides her slight grunting and groaning, but she was far too wrapped up in the pleasure of Batgirl's pussy. Enjoying most of all how tight it was as it clung to her member for dear life and twitched every other second, causing her thick balls to churn. "Nghhh...." Vengeance groans, sparing any words that she might've said as her cock finally begins to explode, spraying the inside of Batgirl's cunt and coating her insides with a fresh layer of hot spunk that showered out of the head of her member in a hot stream of semen. "DOOOOOOOOOOH!" Batgirl moans as her eyes begin to roll up into the back of her head as she too bursts, squirting out a small dose of her own liquids across Vegance's member as she continues to pound it into her and make sure she was filled up with as much cum as she could. Plenty of thoughts rolled through Batgirl's mind. The fact that she was still currently captured, the fact that she was just raped by such a huge cock, the fact that said cock had now just cum inside her. All of these things combined to make her feel a deeper sense of dread that she doubted she had ever felt in her entire life. There weren't that many times out there she felt as helpless as she did now. But as she lurched back slightly as the person fucking her extracted themselves out from her cunt, the revelation that this was only the tip of the ice burg just about sent her spiraling. Why her? Why did she deserve this? Didn't she go through enough with what happened with... Him. Even someone like the Joker wouldn't go this far. Probably seeing it as being tasteless or something along those lines. And yet, Harley was the one to actually come up with such a fucked up plan that had her getting used by complete strangers on the other side of the wall she was stuck in. Back on the other side of the wall, Poison Ivy stepped to the side to let Vengeance walk past. Despite being new to the scene, the botanical villainess knew better than to get in the way of anyone related to the likes of Bane. One of the few people out there that posed an actual threat to the bat and his family. But once she was gone, she turned back toward the room and the bottom half sticking out from the wall and the small screen above it, which she got a good look at to see if Harley was actually being truthful in what she said. And after a close and long enough inspection, Poison Ivy was able to say that it was indeed her. Harley was known for her practical jokes, so when she said she had managed to snag someone like Batgirl for her and some other girls to fuck, she wasn't entirely all too trusting in her words, but as she continued to look, she was shocked to see that it was actually Batgirl before her. Leading that feeling of shock to slowly shift toward a sensation of satisfaction and excitement. "Oh, you don't know how long I've been waiting to do this." Poison Ivy remarks, not sure if the hero on the other side of the wall would be able to hear her. But she didn't care; all she wanted at that point was one thing. However, as she pulled out her thick, green member and looked down at Batgirl's cum-filled pussy. She ran into a problem. She was stretched out. Damn, she knew Vegance would probably be packing. But she really wasn't expecting her to be packing THAT much. A part of her saw that the crime fighter's rear was unprotected, but she wasn't one to play THAT sort of game, even if it possibly meant being Batgirl's first to go up there. Still, despite the setback, she remained undeterred. In fact, she was perfectly fine with the turn of events. She even had something exactly for occasions such as this. A little botany work to tighten the heroine right back up. So, prior to insertion, she grabs hold of her cock and begins to slather it with a greenish slime-like lubricant, which acted as both a tightening formula AND an aphrodisiac. A creation that Poison Ivy made in case a situation like this were ever to happen. But once she was ready, she reached out, grabbed hold of Batgirl's rear, and began to line herself up just perfectly, causing the heroine on the other side of the wall to groan. "Who now?...." She mutters to herself, hoping to God that the person who was just about to fuck her wouldn't be as big as her previous user. Luckily enough, Poison Ivy was at the right size. Still large, of course, as she pushed her way inside, something easy for her to do for obvious reasons. That still didn't stop the crime fighter from gritting her teeth into a fine dust as her sore, well-fucked pussy stretched itself out to accommodate the intruding member. But for Ivy, she was just about ecstatic. She was finally doing it. So many times, she had seen this ass trapped behind her costume and wanted to plunder it for all that it was worth. And now finally, she had that chance to actually do so. She'd have to give kudos to Harley for certain for making this shindig happen. And just as she fully hilted herself inside the heroine, she quickly began to feel the fluids start to do their work in tightening her pussy back up. Something Batgirl began to slightly feel herself. She was expecting folds to continue feeling sore and tender. But whoever was screwing her now, it began to feel good? Not in the conventional sense of the feelings one might get during intercourse, but her pussy, the pain, it was starting to subside with an almost cooling sensation. All the while becoming more and more heightened to arousal. "Nghhhh...." Batgirl groans. She wasn't liking this. While at the same time, she was. It felt fucking fantastic as whoever was on the other side of the wall began to increase their speed, working their body smoothly in quick strokes that caused their balls to softly clap up against her clit. Which in itself was feeling nearly electric with pleasure. Forcing her to pant like a bitch in heat while her mind struggled to form trains of thoughts together. "Seems someone's enjoying herself." Ivy thinks to herself, Watching the screen showing Batgirl's face as she fucked her, she could tell that the once proud heroine was quickly beginning to feel the effects of the aphrodisiac as she saw her face begin to grow a hot shade of red underneath her cowl. "Sweet girl. Probably don't deserve something like this, but...." Her words trail off as she begins to speed up even further. Just as she expected, her chemical was having the effect she was also looking for as Vegance's damage to Batgirl's pussy began to slowly reverse itself. And Ivy, she was more than happy to capitalize on such a discovery as she dug a deeper and harder grip into Batgirl's ass, enjoying how plump and yet toned it was between her fingers as she used her hold to pull both herself and Batgirl's together in powerful meaty thrusts that sent the head of her cock pumping through her folds. Getting faster and faster by the second, until.... "Mnnnnn...." Poison Ivy bites her lower lip, stopping herself from moaning as she finally cums, filling Batgirl's pussy with another load of cum. "Ooooooooooh!" She hears Batgirl moan through the screen. A part of her wondered what kind of possible results might occur from having her cum inside. Perhaps she'd get herself a child. Not the worst thought in the world, having offspring with a woman as admirably attractive as someone like Batgirl. While she might've held a fair amount of disfavor toward the vigilante and the rest of her family, she still wasn't the hardest thing to look at out of all of them. But eventually, Poison Ivy finishes, her cock slowly softening to a much more manageable state, and so she begins to slowly extract herself from Batgirl's cunt. Her chemicals and fluids should still keep her nice and tight, although to say that would last is hard to tell if Harley managed to rope in people as big as Vengeance into this. Still, it was out of her mind as she stepped back, getting one last look at the satisfying sight of Batgirl trapped inside the wall, cum oozing out of her pussy and all, before turning on her heel and walking out the door. She couldn't deny it; a part of her felt slightly bad for her. Even though they had differing beliefs, she was still a good girl. But she still got in the way of her plans on countless occasions, so she wasn't going to receive all that much thought from her. Walking out of the room, Ivy cracked her neck. Her mind feeling much more clear after such an experience. Perhaps she should do this more often? She was sure that were would be countless places out there that could accomidate someone like her. It wasn't the worst idea in the world, but it was something she would still have to think about. "Heh, should've figured she'd tell YOU about this thing." Ivy hears a familiar voice call out behind, causing her to turn around and see none other than Punchline, someone whom she detested quite earnestly but was more or less confused as to why she was here of all places. "Punchline. Harley, tell you about this place?" Ivy asks, raising a curious eyebrow as she readied a volley of attacks toward the Joker's newest right-hand woman. "Yeah, she wrote a note. It was tied to a brick she threw through my window." Punchline sighs, making Ivy chuckle. "Well, that does sound like her." Ivy remarks in turn. Looking toward the door, Punchline walks over like she's about to open it but suddenly stops. "So, it's true? Batbitch's in there, ready to fuck?" For a moment, Ivy considers lying just to fuck with her and to possibly spare Batgirl anything the sadistic woman might have in store for her. But considering the good mood she found herself in, she thought twice about it. Simply saying, "Yeah, have fun." Before turning and walking away, being able to hear the woman behind her giggle to herself before opening the door and entering. Back with Batgirl, She was about to fall apart. She was on the brink of tears and everything when she heard another pair of footsteps walk their way up behind her, making her wait with bated breath. Her body slightly trembling as she remained there nervously. At the very least, she was hoping it was someone nice. Despite being one of the most hated people in Gotham by its criminal population, there had to be someone out there who would be willing to take some form of mercy on her. But she didn't know for certain since it literally could've been anyone, ranging from morally grey to downright sadistic. Something she got an answer to relatively quickly as she felt a barrage of spanks begin to reign down on her sensitive rear cheeks, causing her to cry out in pain as whoever was behind her didn't let up for a single second. Punchline smiles, biting her lower lip as she continues to slap Batgirl's ass, enjoying her reactions on the screen and feeling her rigid cock grow harder and harder. When Harley invited her to come fuck this batslut, she thought she was full of shit, but now, she was able to see that, as a matter of fact, she was being quite truthful. Although, as she got a look at Batgirl's cum filled pussy, she felt a twinge of annoyance. "Ain't no way I'm fucking that." She mutters as she then looks up and notices another hole that she'd be able to use and one that hadn't even been used yet. Making her smile as she got her cock ready, wanting to take Batgirl completely off guard. Oh, God. Her ass. It felt like it was on fire. Truth be told, this was bound to happen sooner or later. While she might've been hoping for someone nice. The chances of running into some sort of vindictive bastard were higher than anything else. One thing that confused her, though, was what they were doing currently. Or, to be more exact, a lack thereof. By now, whoever was behind her would've thrust themselves inside her. But besides continuing to spank her ass raw and groping it up, she couldn't really guess what they were trying to do. That is until she felt a head of a cock press into the entrance of her asshole. And in one split second, whoever was behind her, thrust themselves inside. "FUuuuuuuuck!" Batgirl howls out a pained scream as she feels a cock penetrate her ass, taking something from her that she had been holding onto for a special occasion. But the implications of everything were far in the back of her mind as her thoughts remained solely focused on what was happening currently as the ass reamer painfully shoved their cock deeper inside her rear, slowly getting in deeper, inch by inch, as tears began to prick at the corners of her eyes. "C'mon! Just get in there!" Punchline grunts, trying to shove herself deeper into Batgirl's ass. She was surprised. By the time she got there, she thought that somebody would've taken her ass by then, but much to her delight, it seemed that she was, in fact, the very first to go up in her. Not only that night but seemingly ever for the heroine as her ass squeezed her member, an ass that had never been fucked could embrace her. "OOooooh God! SToooooop!" Punchline hears Batgirl wail from the screen before her, turning her attention up toward it and flourishing in her yells of agony like they were music to her ears, making her harder in the process as she makes headway in, plugging the head of her cock deeper and deeper into the crime fighter's anal cavity. God, she was feeling fucking EUPHORIC! Always wanted to hurt one of the batbrats the first time she laid eyes on one of them. Although, despite heavy efforts on her part, Batgirl's asshole seemed unrelenting in trying to prevent Punchline's further intrusion into it. But she could work with that. All she needed was enough elbow grease. And so, after almost straining herself, gaining bit by bit of ground, the criminal finally managed to fully hilt herself inside, both of their hips meeting with a noticeable smack. "Fuck, there we go." Punchline groans, taking a moment to take things in as she feels one of the tightest asses she had ever had the pleasure of fucking clench down around her for dear life For Batgirl herself, however, her nerves stood on a razor's edge. This was some nightmare. It had to have been. Or maybe Scarecrow had dosed her with one of his gasses, and she was just passed out somewhere, going through the motions of thinking that she was currently left out to get raped. However, even then, it all seemed far too real to have it be just that. All the feelings and sensations, they were real, no matter how hard she wished they weren't. She trained for many things in her life. But something like this? How would she have ever been able to be prepared? In short, she couldn't. All she could do was just take it and grit her teeth into fine dust as she began to feel the cock in her ass slowly slide itself back out of her before suddenly plunging itself back. "Fuuuuuck!" Batgirl screams as she feels how much easier the member inside her was able to delve into the deepest parts of her ass after the initial penetration. From there, it was only a matter of time before the member began to search for a brutal rhythm and pace that rocked her body back and forth while it was trapped halfway through the wall. "Fu-ck! Go-d! ST-op! N-o! Go-d!" Batgirl cries in between each thrust that was leveled against her as her mind begins to ebb and flow. Going from solely focusing on the pain to shifting to the slight amount of pleasure that she began to get. Sickening her. She didn't want to like it. But it was like her body was on a different wavelength, going along with only whatever pleasured it rather than going along with the context of what was happening. Leaving her in a state that could only be described as complete and total helplessness as she continued to wail out in misery, unknowingly continuing to fuel Punchline's arousal behind her as her cock grew faster and faster in its speed of pumping itself in and out of her ass. The criminal had to control herself. While she was more than happy to demolish any semblance of pride and dignity the crime fighter might've had left, she also remembered to try and drag things out and make them worse. As a result, she looked down at Batgirl's ass, seeing it ripple with each thrust she dealt into it, arousing her even further and harder. Rearing back an arm, Punchline resumed her tirade of slaps across the crime fighter's ass, continuing to leave behind a gallery of hot red stinging hand prints. Causing more cries of pain to fly out from the vigilante's lips. A far cry from the once-controlled superhero who had helped pull Gotham City from the gates of Hell itself on multiple occasions. And now here she was, getting her ass fucked like there was no tomorrow. This was all just a dream come true. She'd have to thank Harley for giving her a chance like this.... On second thought, scratch that. Harley Quinn was still a fucking bitch, even after inviting her to fuck such a perfect ass that was so addicting. However, the more she was unable to hold herself back, the more control over herself she lost in turn. As a result, she knew she was just about to burst like a balloon. A damn shame for sure, but at the very least, she'd be able to say she was the first person ever to get inside Batgirl's ass and live to tell the tale about it. And once the crime fighter eventually got herself free, something the criminal knew was going to happen with utmost certainty, she'd make sure to take the time to rub some extra salt in the wound when they eventually came face to face once again. But for Batgirl, it was getting harder and harder to deny. The pleasure of getting her ass fucked. Never had she done anal before, let alone put anything up in there just to experiment. It was all new territory to her, and now, she was thrown directly into the middle of it and was just about to cum in turn. She didn't know what that would say about herself. She didn't want to like it. And yet her body grew to enjoy it more and more as every passing thrust was dealt into it. She was getting close. Any second now, she'd cum. And it wouldn't be any normal orgasm. Feeling it bubble within herself, the crime fighter felt as it grew more violent and angry, almost like she was about to explode until....  "NGHOOOOOOOOO!!!!" Batgirl screamed as her pussy sprayed, flinging out fluids that coated the testicles that were repeatedly slapping up against her raw fucked pussy. Just then, also, she began to feel the cock inside her cum right alongside her. The person's hips slamming down against her ass one last time as the cock inside her twitched before it began to spew out hot gooey loads of cum. Nearly finally pushing Batgirl over that mental edge, but just as she began to teeter, the member was suddenly ripped out from her arse before it was soon followed up by another harsh slap that sent electric shots of pleasure flying through her system. Her rear, once tight and perfect, a now gaping mess spewing out bits of cum. The criminal wished she could take Batgirl with her, only to use her as some sort of pet and sex slave. But with the type of people still in the building alongside her waiting for their turn, Punchline knew better to push things farther than she'd be able to realistically take them. Although, before she left, she pulled her hand back and delivered one last slap across Batgirl's ass for good measure, taking in that one final moan of pleasure from the heroine before she turned her attention away and left. Opening the door, Punchline, strangely enough, began to feel her hair stand on end. Putting her on guard slightly until she turned and saw who was up next. Someone who caused the sick sadist to smile as she saw them approach. "Fuck, I was hoping you'd be here. Make sure to give her Hell." "Oh, I will." Livewire responds as she walks past Punchline and enters the room. The electro-villainess never really made her way over to Gotham's side of things. Mostly out of care for herself rather than anything else. Compared to Metropolis, which in itself had its own separate dangers. But comparatively, Gotham was a much more dangerous thing to contend with. But once word got to her about how one of the bat bastards was up to getting fucked, she was more than willing to take that risk and travel her way on over. And now here she was, getting ready to fuck Batgirl. Looking at the screen showing her face, she saw how wiped out she looked. Probably exhausted after having gone through who knows how many cocks at that point. But Livewire doubted the crime-fighting vigilante would be able to expect someone like herself to come along and take advantage of her current situation. And what better way to let her know than to reach out and grab hold of her tender-looking, hand-print-covered ass. Batgirl didn't know how she was still holding on. Even after everything. After cumming like a damn faucet due to her previous user, she thought that'd finally be it. And yet, her mind still hung on for dear life while her lower half was a stinging sore mess. But as the seconds came and passed, she began trying to reassure herself. The type of abuse she had received, there was only so much she could take before it would all just blend together, and right now, she should be at that point, thankfully. That's when she began to feel her hair stand on edge, confusing her for only a second before she suddenly jumps due to what felt like a sudden electric shock tapping up against her ass. What the fuck was going on back there? Livewire was coy, taking things slow at first. Her gaze switched between watching the screen depicting Batgirl's face as she continued to tease her and getting a complete eyeful of Batgirl's plump-looking ass. Already she could feel what felt like a heavy electric current flow through her cock, making her want to plunge inside her. But instead, she held herself back, taking in the increasingly confused expressions and looks of concern the vigilante made. She was supposed to be smart, right? Sooner or later, she'd put the pieces together and figure out what was happening. In any case, she'd keep giving her slight shock after slight shock until she finally got it. Honestly? It was pretty amusing to watch as the gears turned inside her head. Her once drained expression getting life back into it as she grew increasingly concerned at the use of electricity. The villain wondered what she was thinking. A Tazor? Cattleprod? Car battery? Although, out of all of the possibilities she might've been thinking of, Livewire was certain she wasn't going to expect her suddenly grabbing hold of her hips and thrusting her electrified cock up her pussy. "GAHHHHHHH!!!!" Batgirl screams at the top of her lungs. What the fuck?! It was a cock?! An electric fucking cock?! That means.... Oh, God, Livewire! "STooooop-AGHHHHHH!" Batgirl tried to call out, but her words turned into nothing but screams as she felt the inside of her pussy light up with electric pulses of pleasure that exploded throughout her frame. Frying out her entire body through and through as she almost began to convulse and shake inconsistently as Livewire sunk her hips further down, going inch by inch as her rock-hard member sunk deeper into her cunt, continuing to shock her to such a great extent that Batgirl's consciousness almost began to lapse on multiple occasions. "Fuck, that's good." Livewire smiled as her hips finally met up against Batgirl's, her eyes stuck on the screen before her as she saw Batgirl's face light up with emotion and pained pleasure that was nearly sweet as honey. By no means was she a sadist, at least, not as great to an extent as some other people she knew, but God, did seeing this heroine bitch suffer to get her rocks off. She wasn't exactly high on her list of heroes she wanted to fuck, but for now, the bat would work as she began to slowly pull her hips back, at the same time lessening the electric current coming from her cock to give Batgirl some form of break. She knew she could ride this out for a while. But.... Fuck it, with how tight the crime fighter's pussy was squeezing her, she was about to bust sooner rather than later, so why not just skip directly to the fun part? And so she did just that, quickly finding a rather quick pace that had her slamming her hips back and forth. "C'mon! Ride that lighting!" Livewire grunts, biting her lower lips as her hips darted back and forth against Batgirl's, causing her thick globes to jiggle and ripple with each of her thrusts. Batgirl couldn't describe why she began to enjoy it. She just did. The electric stimulation was getting her wetter than she had ever been in her life. And combined with the effects of the aphrodisiac she was given either, it was a match made in heaven in getting Batgirl to cum. "FUUUUUUUCK!" Batgirl screams, her pussy pulsing as it squirts out a small dose of fluids across Livewire's thick, cum-filled balls, which were also managing to electrically stimulate her clit every time they came into contact. "Shit! Seems the little bat's got a little masochistic streak in her!" Livewire thinks to herself before slapping the hero in question a few times across the ass, getting her to scream even more as she somehow was already on the path to cumming again. Not that the villainess was in a position of really caring or minding, but the way it caused her cunt to spasm and hold down onto her member only made it all the more enjoyable for her as she rode Batgirl's ass, putting down as much as her weight as she could on top of her as she played into her. Damn shame she won't get another chance like this again in a while. But, eh, she could throw a cowl on some hooker and try to imagine. Although, due to her choice of choosing to get rather quickly into things, Livewire could already feel herself about to cum while Batgirl herself was just about to burst for what must've been her umpteenth time as she received a sexual experience she doubted most if not anybody else out there would be able to say they were able to have. That is, even if Batgirl came out the other side of this as she began to feel Livewire's electric cock grow in power to almost dangerous levels as it rocketed in and out of her in a manner that couldn't be described anything besides ruthless. But even then, she was still loving it. "Oh Goooooooddddddd!!!!" Batgirl moaned out loudly; a part of her wanted to scream out, to tell the villainess to keep going. But she managed to keep that part of herself stifled, trapped inside her throat, and locked behind her lips. She wouldn't fall that far, even though a growing part of herself desperately wanted to. To just let it all go. But she couldn't! She was still a hero, after all, damn it! "Fuck! Here it comes!" Livewire groans happily as she finally reaches her peak speed. Her hips bounced back and forth from Batgirl's as her member rocketed itself to and fro from the crime fighter's pussy. The care package deep inside her balls was just about to burst forth. She'd remember this. Despite everything. Both of them would. For Livewire, it would be how tight Batgirl's pussy was, and for Batgirl herself, it would probably be the fact that she got fucked by an electric cock. Though just as things began to surpass the limits of how far Batgirl would've been able to take them, at least, considering the upper limits of her body. It happens; Livewire slams her hips downward one last time before her cock spews forth a flood of electrified semen that shoots out the head of her member and sprays out into and throughout the entirety of Batgirl's well fucked cunny and most assuredly into her womb. Managing to shock the heroine in places that the heroine herself didn't even think was possible. And yet, it was all still continuing to happen. And that all just ultimately led to Batgirl herself cumming herself also, her pussy clenching down across Livewire's member before a watery mess shoots out of it. Coating the villainess' crotch as she finally begins to finish her load. "Fuck, there it is...." Livewire groans, a smile plastered across her face as she finishes and then slowly extracts herself. Shooting out a few more blasts of electrified sperm across her ass, leaving a well-satisfying sight to see before she backed off. "Well, Batbitch, it's been fun. But if you feel like having some more fun, come on down to Metropolis, and I'll be more than happy to give you a tour." Then, she goes. Leaving the heroine to her fate as she walked her way out of the room. But just as she's about to leave, she bumps into someone. "Hey! Watch it...." Livewire turns to explode at them, only to quickly back away once she realizes who it is: Cheetah. Livewire was a woman who was confident in her abilities. Fuck, she went toe to toe with Superman, of all people, on multiple occasions. But Cheetah? She didn't know much about her, only that she tussled mostly with Wonder Woman. And so, as a result, as her deadly feline eyes peered into what felt like her soul, she knew that this was a battle that she shouldn't really try to pick. And that she did, mumbling out a quick, "S-Sorry...." Before quickly making her exit. For Cheetah, at that moment, she felt a twinge of satisfaction seeing someone so supposedly powerful run away from her. It was a small thing. Especially for someone like her. But it was still something she enjoyed from time to time. But now that she was alone, she turned her attention toward the main object of her desire. A part of her thought she was above such.... Carnal things. However, she had trouble denying how curious she was. She had heard of and visited similar places like this. Pussies of many differing varieties lining the walls and such. But none of them had a choice such as this. A Batgirl. Cheetah didn't know much about her, let alone a lot of things about Gotham. Only that she worked for Batman, and also that, from current appearances, she had quite the body to boot for her. Toned yet also supple and plump. It was.... Appealing. Even as both of her holes leaked out a steady amount of cum. But under such circumstances, she was willing to overlook such things as long as it meant proper satisfaction. Getting closer, however, a part of her couldn't help but feel disappointed. While she was in good shape she still wasn't the exact type of person she was looking for. She wasn't.... Diana. Thinking about the woman, Cheetah felt arousal spark throughout her body. Now more than ever, she thought about the Amazonian. Fuck, she hated her so much. And yet, at the same time, she couldn't stop thinking about her. All high and mighty, protecting the world, all the while rocking a body like that. If she was the one sticking out from the wall, she'd be in for quite the ride. However, here she was, stuck with this substitute. Eh, she could make it work. Batgirl's mind was on the verge of breaking into pieces. So many cocks of differing varieties. At first, she thought it to be nothing more than a nightmare, but as the cocks continued to cum, what she once thought was a nightmare slowly turned into something else. Something by all means she wanted to hate. But deep down, began to enjoy carnally. The feeling of helplessness while getting fucked by her worst enemies. It scratched an inch that even she herself didn't even know that she had. But throughout it all, she still held on. Albeit, all the while hanging loosely on the edge of sanity. And now, as she heard what must've been the fifth person approach her, a part of her felt almost excited at what might be in store for her. Eventually, though, Batgirl finally felt someone grip her ass tenderly and grimaced as they tightly squeezed her sore cheeks. But the way they touched her was on the back of her mind as she then felt that oh-so-similar sensation of a cock lining itself up with the entrance to her pussy. Making her try to mentally prepare herself for what was about to occur. Although one thing she most certainly wasn't expecting was when they finally slammed themselves into her cunt, she found that their cock, was barbed. "GOoooooh...." Batgirl moans lowly. What was even inside her? Was it even human? That was a question that went back and forth in her mind regarding whether or not she wanted it answered. Still, the most she could ascertain was that pretty soon they began to start thrusting into her; they began building themselves up to a steady, fast rhythm. And indeed Cheetah was, pulling her hips back and forth and slamming her member deep inside of the crime fighter's pussy. Her tightness was something that surprised her. From how she looked from first appearences, she was expecting her to feel pretty worn out. But as she sped up her thrusting, all the while continuing to imagine Diana, she enjoyed how she continued to clench down on her cock. Its grip is surprisingly solid for a super-powered woman like herself. A nice surprise if she was being honest. But she could only figure that it was nothing in comparison to how tight Diana's pussy was. Fuck, she could only imagine. Finally, being able to pump that bitch full of her cum. The thought alone caused her to pound her hips even harder up against the crime fighter currently stuck halfway through the wall. "Fucking Diana.... Fucking Bitch...." Cheetah groans to herself. Seeing her wear that fucking outfit all the time. Fuck! Why couldn't she be fucking her!? A snarl tears itself from Cheetah's mouth as she grows more animalistic with her thrusting. Her fury grew hotter and hotter with each and every passing second. Causing Batgirl to feel untold amounts of pleasure and, at the same time, conflict as her hips pounded into her further and faster. Causing the sound of her thick balls clapping up against Batgirl's clit to grow louder and louder until it could even be heard coming from outside the room, right alongside her roars and furious snarls. She'd dominate this bitch in the wall like she would soon dominate Diana. She'd show that cunt that she wasn't any better than any of her Amazonian sisters, let alone a cheap slut that could be bought off the street corner. Fuck, after she was done with the famous 'Wonder Woman,' she'd make her way over to that island of her's and go through each and every one of her sisters, leading all the way to her mother, who'd she happily pump a hot gooey blast of spunk into the cunt of. This hero, this Batgirl, she would only be the beginning. Cheetah was a ruthless woman, and soon she would become unstoppable. Bringing down the world to fall under her grasp. And throughout it all, she'd have Diana as her personal sex slave. Sure, the bitch might've been stronger than her. But she knew patience. Eventually, she'd get what she wanted. And she'd carve her cock through her pussy the same way she was pumping her member through Batgirls. Her hips, once going at a steady pace, were rocketing themselves back and forth as her massive cock plunged its way all the way to the entrance of the vigilante's womb, stimulating her inside walls all the while enough that Batgirl couldn't stop herself from screaming out in pleasure as she came. "DIANAAAAAAAA!!!!" Cheetah herself screams as she cums, pounding her hips forward one last time before beginning to unload her spunk directly inside Batgirl, spraying and filling her with who knows how much cum as she closes her eyes and tries to imagine that it was the illustrious Wonder Woman who's pussy currently had her cock. But.... But.... As her orgasm finally began to slow down, she knew that it wasn't. She knew that the chance would unfortunately never come her way, no matter how hard she wanted it to. "Eh...." Cheetah says as she extracts her cock out from Batgirl's pussy and looked down at her messy cunt. Making her feel slightly sick as she backed away. Conflicted with both herself and what she just did. She got out of there swiftly, like she always tended to do whenever she left the scene of a crime. She thought she would feel better. But in the end, she just felt nothing.... ---- Walking her way through the now empty building where everything had taken place, Harley thought about the day she had. She woke up, had a shower, had breakfast, waited for Batgirl to come out, captured Batgirl, put her in a wall, fucked her face, and then left her at the mercy of some of the world's most dangerous supervillainess. So, overall, not all that bad. But everything had to come to an end eventually. And word being out that the Batfamily was currently out looking for their missing member, Harley figured now would be a good time as any to grab her hostage and split. "Knock! Knock!" Harley calls out as she opens the door to where she had left Batgirl's bottom half out. "Seems a lot of people are looking for you. So, I think it'd be a good time as any to split.... Oh." Harley's words trail off as she gets a look at the crime fighter. To say that she was a mess would've been an understatement. With both of her holes gaping and full of cum, the villainess was happy to see that she had been popular. Maybe this little idea of hers would end up bearing fruit after all in getting some cooperation to go around the villain community. ---- Howdy Doody!~ Hoped you like this one, saw a severe lack of Punchline and Vengeance smut and figured this would be a good start as any. Still, same deal goes, peeps on Patreon had this story for a while now, so if you want the same deal, check my Patreon here: https://www.patreon.com/ZZOMBOHO Here's my Twitter if you want to be directly notified whenever I post: https://twitter.com/ZZOMBOHO Anyway, I hope you enjoyed it!~

Chapter 7 - Extranet Mysteries [Chapter 1]

Deep within alliance headquarters on the new citadel, an alliance soldier with years of experience under her belt stood nervously before the woman sitting behind the desk in front of her. A small strand of sweat falling down from her brow as she waited to be given command. "Step forward, private." The icy woman behind the desk commanded the soldier, causing her to flinch before she nervously walked over and placed down a datapad atop the Specter agent's desk, her eyes piercing forward toward the private as she took the device. Her eyes quickly flicking through its contents as her already angry expression seems to deepen. "Tell the boys down in intel that their info is OFD and to get me the updated reports by the end of the day." The Spectre agent says, handing the datapad back to the private before turning her chair to look out a nearby window. "Yes, Ma'am, right away, Ma'am." The private nervously responds before quickly departing, mentally letting out a sigh of relief that she didn't receive one of the Terror Spectre's famous chewing outs. Something that could cut through even the most hardened soldier out there in the Alliance Navy. Naomi Cho was never known to be the warmest woman out there. She was hardened. So much so to the point that the sudden beeping coming from her office's communicator didn't even faze her, only causing her to rise up from her desk and make her way over to the machine and activate it. "This is Cho." Naomi responds sternly, not wasting a single word as the Asari Councilor appears before her. "It's been a while, Cho." Tevos Araeus comments, looking at the Spectre Agent, who, like many others, decided to follow in Shepard's footsteps following her victory over the reapers. "Councilwoman," Naomi says, recognizing instantly who it was, a small smile almost gracing the corners of her mouth. "I believe it was my initiation when we last spoke." "As I said, it's been a while." The councilwoman chuckles softly before taking a seat. "What can I help you with, Ma'am." Naomi says, cutting straight to the point of why Tevos was contacting her in the first place, something she assumed wasn't just a simple check-in to see how she was doing. For a moment, the councilwoman struggles with her words, having difficulties trying to find the right thing to say. "I assume you know what the Layerednet is?" Tevos starts off by asking, with Naomi nodding in response. "Yes, the form of the Extranet that hosts unapproved content. What of it?" "Recently, there has been word of various videos depicting various human females being.... Violated by Asari, who appears to be part of a group calling themselves 'Deeperlives Inc.,' an organization upon all forms of inspection, doesn't appear to exist, at least in the records we have. Something I'm sure you know runs quite deep." Tevos explains, with Naomi nodding along. "I assume you didn't come to me with just rumors." Naomi inquires. "Yes." Tevos confirms. "Ever since my people and I heard of these videos, we assumed them to only be stories, myths, to scare people from using the Layerednet." "But?" ---- Howdy Doody!~ If your looking for some dark futa Asari stories, then this one is for you! If you want to check out the entirety of chapter 1, it's already on my Patreon here!~ 

Chapter 12 - She's Really Gotta Watch Out For Her Too

"Lacroix, I must say that I find these recent reports of your performance to be.... Disappointing, to say the least." Moira informs the cold-blooded assassin currently sitting on the other side of her desk, looking annoyed that she even had to be there in the first place, let alone get a chewing out by her superior like she was in the principal's office at school. "Perhaps if you gave me time to recover from each of my missions, I'd be better equipped to handle such things." Widowmaker snaps, albeit passive-aggressively. She wasn't known to take shit from anybody, let alone some as condescending as Moira. But even with someone as cold-hearted as herself, she understood the danger the scientist posed when provoked into battle. "Oh, Lacroix. You, of all people, should know that when you first came under my care, I made sure to make you the best of the best. So I doubt a few more hours of sleep is going to pose all that much of a difference." Moira says, chuckling slightly as she rises to her feet, causing Widowmaker to steam even further as she nonchalantly uses her real name so blatantly. "Anyway," Moira goes on, walking out from behind her desk and over to the door to her office. "I'd love to see a steady rise in your performance back to where it was by the end of the month, or else...." "Or else you'll have me replaced." Widowmaker sighs as she walks out the door Moira opens for her. She always busted out that threat to get her back in line. However, the worst part was the fact that she wasn't entirely sure if she was bluffing. To be perfectly fair, knowing what she knew about Moira, she honestly wouldn't put it past her. Still, after such a meeting, she needed to go back to her room to rest. Already, she could feel a throbbing headache bloom at the forefront of her head, making her squint her eyes slightly as she walked down the hall. She had already been having a miserable enough day as is. So, being dragged into a one-on-one meeting with someone she truly detested only made things worse by a mile and a half. But hopefully, as she entered the keycode to her room, she'd be able to get some rest. ---- Howdy Doody!~ Rest of the story is up on my Patreon now alongside others for a measly 3 dollars a month. Check out the link here: https://www.patreon.com/posts/shes-really-out-96830986 Here's my Twitter too: https://twitter.com/ZZOMBOHO

Chapter 1 - But Still An Enjoyable One Nonetheless

Powergirl, AKA Karen Starr, flew toward Themyscira, a slightly worried expression on her face as she saw the Island in the distance. Wonder Woman wasn't usually one to reach out to her. Not out of anything personal. Just that whenever she needed a Kryptonian, she usually opted for cousin. So when word got to her that the Amazonian needed HER, she was surprised, to say the least. Although, to be perfectly honest, that left her kind of concerned. While she knew that she was powerful, she knew that she was far from the level of someone like Kal-El. He had a lifetime of experience with his powers fighting against some of the worst foes out there. Going up against God's and Monster's that some couldn't even begin to comprehend. So, with someone like Wonder Woman wanting HER in his stead, she didn't really know what to expect. Getting closer to the Island, she saw that everything seemed to be perfectly fine. Various Amazonians ran across its beaches, either hunting, training, or doing whatever Amazonians did in their spare time. A good relief to Karen if she was being perfectly honest. A part of her was expecting some sort of monstrous foe that had the Island turned upside down or something like that. But while it might've been a relief, she was now left more confused than anything else as she flew toward the capital building Wonder Woman told her to meet her at. Touching down, Karen came to a stop as a pair of Amazonian warriors quickly stood on guard by a pair of large doors at her appearance. "Halt, Tresspassser!" One of them shouts, aiming a large spear at her. "State your business being here." Taken aback slightly, Karen had to remind herself that most Amazonians didn't have Diana's familiarity when it came to people coming from outside lands. "Oh! Um, Diana told me to come?" Karen explains, not wanting to start any issue with any of the Island's inhabitants. Suddenly, though, the large double doors the women were standing by and guarding open, and out came Wonder Woman, looking relieved to see that she was there. "Karen, your here." The famous Amazonian says as she walks over and pulls the Kryptonian into a tight enough hug that almost squeezes the life out of her. Turning back around, however, she turns to the two guards, who still remained uneasy by Karen's appearance. "Stand down, sisters. She's our guest." Diana explains, causing both of the women to relax, if ever so slightly, as their prized warrior turns back toward Karen and says, "Come, I have much to tell you." Before leading her inside the building. "Um.... Ok?" Powergirl mutters as she follows along, still not entirely sure of what to expect. ---- "So.... Where's the fire?" Powergirl asks with a slight chuckle as she follows Diana from behind. "Fire?" Wonderwoman asks, turning to look back at her with a confused expression as she misunderstands what the Kryptonian is getting at. "Oh! Um, no. Just uh, what's up?" Powergirl explains, hoping that she came off much more clear this time around. "It's better if I show you." Wonder Woman says as they both walk down a flight of stone stairs leading down deep into the depths of the Island. Slightly unnerving Powergirl the further they went on. This was all getting pretty serious. Karen figured that in any other case, Diana would've just told her what was up. But with how secretive she was being, she began to worry about how desperte things might've become. Just what were they even dealing with here? However, eventually, Karen saw that she was going to get her answer relatively quickly as Diana led her down a corridor guarded on either side by Amazonian warriors. As they reached the end of the hall, a group of women standing by what looked like two large giant stone wheels began to turn them, causing a large stone door to slide upwards, revealing a massive dark room illuminated by a large glowing pool in the middle of it. Nearby, a woman wearing a purple cloak stood at close attention, chanting what sounded like incantations that caused the bubbling vector of fluids to swirl and cascade with different glowing lights. Waving for Karen to stop behind her, Diana approached the mysterious woman and placed a hand on her shoulder. "Mother, the woman I told you about." Suddenly, the figure stops chanting to the pool and turns directly toward Karen, revealing herself to be Hippolyta. Queen of Themyscara and leader of the Amazonians, causing the Kryptonian's heart to leap into her throat at the fact that she was meeting such an important figure. "Ah, Ms. Starr." Hippolyta smiles as she begins to approach Karen's, allowing her to get a better look at the striking resemblance between both herself and her daughter. "I'm so glad that you were able to come." "Well, it isn't every day you are invited to come to Themyscara, let alone by the one and only Wonder Woman herself." Karen says, trying to calm her nerves that stood on edge as Hippolyta took her hand into her own, all the while looking at her closely from her face all the way down to the rest of her body. Making the Kryptonian blush slightly. Although, the more she thought about it, the more she figured it to be another Amazonian custome that she didn't quite understand. "Yes, you'll do perfectly." Hippolyta smiles before suddenly turning and walking back toward the large pool. All the while, Diana looked relieved, like a massive weight had been lifted off her shoulders. "Um.... I was told my help was needed?" Karen asks, still unsure why she was there in the first place and why she was 'perfect' for whatever they had going on. "Come, look here." Hippolyta says, urging Karen to stand by her and look into the pool. Looking toward Diana, the Amazonian princess gives her a reassuring nod, giving Karen all the confidence she needed to walk over and peer into the mass of liquid. "Look, do you see it?" Hippolyta asks, pointing a finger toward the middle of the pool. "No...." Karen says, not really seeing anything until, "Wait! I see something." From the swirling liquid, she began to see what looked like an outline of something. Something she had trouble identifying until she recognized it. "It's Themyscara?" Power Girl asks, turning to look over at Hippolyta, who only gestures for her to keep looking. Sure enough, the Kryptonian was able to identify the Island with all of its structures and buildings, intiruging her by what this all meant until what looked like glowing orbs began to form across the Island also. Some remained perfectly still while others moved around and about. "What are they?" Karen asks. "They're our sisters." Diana says as she walks up beside them both. "Or, to be more specific, it's their souls." In the back of Powergirl's mind, she didn't know why this question was tugging at her. But slowly, it made its way out of her mouth, crawling inch by inch until she finally said, "What's wrong with them?" "They're unable to conceive." Hippolyta explains, snapping Karen slightly out of the trance she was in as she stared into the pool. "Unable to conceive?" She asks, looking confused by what the queen of the Amazonians meant. "Why?" "Once a millennium. A ritual is performed. A ritual of Eileithyia. And in that ritual, we give our blessing to the god of Birth, and in return, she grants us the ability to have the newest generation come forth. But to perform such a ritual, it requires a woman of equal strength and beauty as our finest warrior." Hippolyta explains, with Powergirl putting the pieces together of what would happen if the ritual isn't preformed. "Oh, ok. I see it. You need me to help you with the ritual, right?" Karen asks, turning toward both Diana and Hippolyta. "Yes, and we believe you are the perfect vessel for what we require." Hippolyta says. "Great!" Powergirl exclaims, more than happy to help the Amazonians with whatever they might need. "I'm all for it. Let's get it done!" Karen says, with both Diana and Hippolyta looking happy at her eagerness to help. And all seems well until the Kryptonian thinks back to something Hippolyta said. "Wait, what do you mean by vessel?" ---- Karen wasn't exactly sure about this as she stood in the empty chamber and looked at herself in a mirror. No longer was she wearing her hero costume but instead a traditoinal Amazonian dress. When Diana said that she needed her help, she was expecting to fight some sort of demon or monster; what she wasn't expecting, however, was to go through with a ritual that would have her getting fucked by Diana herself so that the rest of the Amazonian's would be able to conceive children. It was.... Well, it was something. Powergirl wasn't going to lie. Children were on the agenda in her future. Nothing too serious. The usual idea was that she would find the right guy, and things would develop from there. So, suffice it to say that where she was now was quite a conflicting position to hold for herself. And yet, here she was, still choosing to go forward with it despite the reservations that she might've held. In turn, making her wonder what that said about herself. [KNOCK KNOCK] A knock coming from the nearby door stirs the Kryptonian from her thoughts, however, as she turns toward it. "Come in." Opening the door, one of the Amazonian priestesses meant to look over this entire 'ritual' peeked her head in. "They are ready for you." The woman comments calmly. "Alright, I'll.... I'll be out there in a second." Powergirl sighs as the priestess gives her a nod before closing the door behind her as Karen turns back toward the mirror. She had to admit. She looked good. It was awkward being clothed by other women when she was fully able of doing it herself. But with how adamant they were, she ended up relenting. But she shouldn't procrastinate any longer; she was still going forward with this after all. No matter how strange it might've been. If she was chosen to help the Amazonian's next generation, she'd be more than happy to take up that role of being Diana's.... Wife. ---- With a pair of priestesses standing on either side of her, Powergirl made her way down a path leading to a stone platform where Hippolyta and Diana were standing. All around her, Amazonians watched from afar, stoic yet also curious expressions on their faces as they got ready to watch their prime warrior fuck the ever-loving lights out of the Outsider that had touched down on their Island not a few hours earlier. Looking at Diana, Karen couldn't help but feel her heart leap into her throat as she saw her. Dressed in ceremonial armor, Diana's clothing was seemingly more for appearances and ritual purposes than anything else as it showed off her toned and powerful muscled body that far outclassed the Kryptonian by miles and beyond. Even then, she couldn't help but feel slightly calmed as she turned toward her friend's face she saw nothing but a warm, comforting smile on it, which seemed to wipe some of her worries away. Despite the strange circumstances that surrounded everything that was about to happen, it was still Diana who she was working with. Someone with a truly beautiful and heroic spirit that outclassed most people out there. Once she was close enough, Diana stepped atop the platform and extended out a hand for Karen to take, which she gladly did. "You look good." Diana smiles as she takes in Karen's appearance. "Thanks, you don't look half bad yourself." Karen responded, brushing aside some hair that was in her face. "Look, I don't want to force you into anything. This is totally up to you if you want to go through with this." Diana reassures her, only encouraging Karen even further to go along with this due to how respectfully mutual it was. "Nah, I wanna help. Besides, think it'd be a privlege to have a kid with one of the most beautiful women in the world." Karen says, telling Diana fully that she was ok with whatever was about to happen between the two of them. "Sisters!" Hippolyta suddenly shouts to the crowd, causing both Diana and Karen to move toward her as she addresses the Amazonians watching from afar. "The time has come to bring forth a new generation! A new generation of our people to thrive and prosper! And while we might hold our reservations toward outsiders, we wouldn't be where we are now without them. And now, Karen Starr, she has decided to take up the honor of paying tribute to Eileithyia by being Diana's lover. May Eileithyia honor us with mighty and fierce warriors that will protect our lands until we require her to bless us once again." The queen of the Amazonians announces to the crowd, garnering a series of cheering from the women as they continue to watch before she soon turns toward Karen and Diana and says, "You may begin." "Ok, let's get this thing started-" "On your knees." Diana commands Karen, her tone almost completely different from how she sounded before, taking the Kryptonian back as she looks into her once comforting eyes only to see that they had been replaced by a brand new thing: domination. "W-What?" "You must prepare your lover so that she may breed you with the proper vigor required of any Amazonian." Hippolyta explains, quickly helping Karen put the pieces together. "Ok...." Karen mutters under her breath as she allows Diana to push her down to her knees. It was an interesting departure from the type of treatment she was expecting, but again, it was a different culture. And the fact that Amazonians were a very much warrior race of women wasn't lost on her either. Still, looking up at Diana as she wore a look of pure smug satisfaction, she couldn't help but feel slightly intimidated. "Now, Diana," Hippolyta turns toward her daughter. "Reveal the gift bestowed upon you by the Gods themselves." Nodding, Diana reached down and undid the garb covering her crotch, revealing what could've only been described as the biggest cock Karen had ever seen as it slowly grows to its hardest length at a resounding 18 solid inches of fuck meat that reached its way outward toward her face while a pair of massive testicles hung beneath. Just like the rest of Diana's powerful frame, her cock seemed to be as beautifully sculpted and toned as the rest of her, making Karen, in turn, feel things she hadn't ever really felt before at that moment. "Karen." Hippolyta says, her voice cutting through her cock shock as she turns to look up at her. "You must now worship Diana's gift the same way you would for any lover. Showing a dedication and pride that could only come from a deep and everlasting sense of love." She, wanted her, to put that thing, in her mouth? Karen had seen and experienced her fair share of generously big cocks in her time. But this was on a far different level than she was ever used to. "Um.... How am I supposed to-" "Silence!" Diana commands her as she clasps a hand on her head, causing Karen to jump as she looks up to her now very much overbearing lover. "Use your mouth for pleasuring me rather speaking more than you already have." "Well, to be fair, I haven't said all that much- GLKGLK!" Powergirl tries to say something, only for Diana to take the chance to shove her member forward and spear her cock down her throat. Slamming her way all the way down until Karen's nose had no other choice than to harshly bump up against Diana's waist. From there, the Amazonian princess proceeds to pull her head back before slamming her way back in. Repeating the same process over and over again while the crowd of Amazonians continued to watch closely. Very quickly, Karen reached out a hand to smack it across Wonder Woman's ass, trying to get her to give her some sort of break from the punishing treatment she was receiving. But even with the immense strength she had as a Kryptonian, she was no match for an aroused, unstoppable Amazonian who used her cock like a battering ram to shove down the deepest parts of her maw. "Ngh! Oh, Hera! Her throat is divine!" Diana groans, biting her lower lip as her face fucks, Karen. Enjoying how the Kryptonian's throat clenched down around her member and occasionally twitched due to the sudden and harsh intrusion that was going through it. All the while, her thick, cum-filled balls clapped up against her chin loudly, matching in volume the sound of Karen's continued gurgling as her face was fucked like she was some sort of cheap whore. Normally, she would've felt outraged about this turn of events, no matter how strange they might've been from having to be the breeding vessel for the newest generation of Amazonians to where she was now. But Diana's clear and total domination over her face made fighting nearly impossible as she slammed her hips back and forth into her face. All the while at the same time, Hippolyta watched her daughter work. "Wonderful, Diana! Wonderful!" Hippolyta praises Diana's work as she continues to pound at Karen's face. "Karen, try to suck on her member while she uses it." Hippolyta turns toward Karen, giving her advice while Karen herself is trying to, at the very least, remain conscious. "Um.... Alright?" Powergirl thinks to herself before turning her watery eyed attention back toward what was currently happening. It was difficult trying to get a grasp, but eventually, Karen managed to start sucking on Diana's member while it penetrated her throat. She even went so far as to begin using her tongue to try and tease and push Diana even further along. And for the most part, it seemed to work! For as soon as she began doing this, Diana's own groans and moans of pleasure rose in volume. However, in turn, it also caused her to become even rougher with fucking her features, if that was even possible. With her tightening her grip on Karen's hair while she continued to yank her head up and down her cock and thrust her hips back and forth before she began to even hunch over her head, making the act of simply breathing all the more difficult for the Kryptonian even with her powerful abilities. By the second, Diana continued to get faster and faster. Moving beyond anything Karen might've been able to handle on a good day, leaving her to simply hold on for dear life as the powerful Amazonian princess treated her more like a sex toy rather than showing any form of respect and care she might've expressed prior to such treatment. For Karen, this was no longer a matter of getting Diana's cock primed and ready to go inside her, which was something she now just remembered was going to happen. Now, it was a matter of pure and simple survival as Diana's speed continued to grow. "Gah! Just fucking cum already!" Powergirl thinks to herself as she tries to look up at Diana through continually leaking and bloodshot eyes. But, eventually, Karen's wish is finally granted as with one final cry of pleasure from Diana, she thrusts her cock as deep as it could possibly go down her throat. In turn, pressing Karen's nose firmly up against her waist as she begins to burst, spraying out what must've been the thickest, gooiest spunk Karen ever had the pleasure of taking in her mouth as her eyes nearly bulge out of her head from such a heavy and hard influx of fluids pouring directly across her tongue and going now down her throat. And thankfully, not long afterward, the flow begins to subside, and Diana eases the grip she had on Karen's head, letting her slowly pull back and pop the member out from her mouth. "Oh, God, do you think you could've been a little more gentle?" Karen asks, not taken TOO far aback after receiving a face fucking that would usually last anyone a lifetime. However, in return, Diana seizes a hand around her throat and squeezes tightly. Not enough to kill or actually hurt, but just enough to show the Kryptonian who was still in charge. But instead of looking completely and totally intimidated, Karen only smirks and says, albeit strained, "Damn, Diana, didn't think you were THIS kinky." "Silence, whore!" Diana commands before throwing Karen down across the platform onto her front before she walks over and takes position behind her, and lines up her cock with the entrance to her soaked pussy. Not before making sure to reach out and pull Karen's head back by her hair. "Your only purpose from this point forward was already made readily clear to you. So the most you can hope to do now is take it." Diana says harshly, not really having to tell Karen twice, given that she was able to feel her bulbous head press up against her folds. "Diana." Hippolyta's voice cuts through, causing the princess of the Amazonians to turn toward her mother, a look of determination on her face while Hippolyta looked back at her daughter with a look of cautious optism. "Are you ready?" "Yes, mother." Diana responds stoicly. Nodding, Hippolyta steps back and turns to the sky with her arms outstretched. "Eileithyia! Hear us!" The queen of the Amazonians shouts. "Honor us with offspring as, in return, we offer you a child conceived in your name!" "Ngh, so, are we doing this thing or- WHAT?!" Karen tries to chime; however, midway through her sentence, Diana thrusts into her, instantly coming under resistance due to the sheer size of her member compared to how much Karen's cunt was willing to take, which, when it came to Diana's monstrous member, wasn't all that much. "GOH GOD! D-Diana, maybe we can take this a little bit slow-ERRRRRRRR!" Karen howls as, with a huff, Diana pushes her hips hard up against hers, stretching out her pussy as she slowly but surely begins to gain bit by bit of ground, even with Karen squirming underneath her. While it was already apparent before, Karen fully realized that she was no longer dealing with Wonder Woman, the hero of Justice for anybody who needed it. But actually Diana Prince, daughter of Zeus and Hippolyta, and Princess of the Amazonians. A far cry and a significant difference between both identities as Diana pushed her way further inside of her cunt. Causing her to bite her lower lip to stifle any of the whorish moans that might've come out of her lips in that process, but it was like trying to stop a flood with a sponge. The flaring pleasuring coursing through her entire body as Diana simply pushed her way inside her was more than anything Karen was ever possibly used to. She even honestly thought it was more than SHE could've ever been able to handle. And yet, soon enough, Diana's hips came into contact with Karen's with a loud slap of her hips going up against hers. At the same time, the Amazonian's balls come to rest also up against the Kryptonian's clit. At that moment, Karen doubted she would ever feel as full as she did now. Stuffed absolutely to the brim with thick, powerful cock. And for fuck's sake, they haven't even really gotten started yet either, as Diana takes a moment to let Karen's pussy get used to the penetration. A small mercy, but one Karen herself and her pussy were very much thankful for as she softly ground her hips up against her rump. "Diana." Hippolyta once again speaks up, causing both Diana and Karen to turn toward her. "BREED HER!" And just like that, Diana proceeds to yank her cock back out of Karen's pussy. "OH GOD!" And just as she was almost fully out of her, Diana slammed her hips back down hard. Sending the head of her massive cock hurdling all the way back through Karen's inner folds until it came to a sudden stop as it slammed into the entrance of her womb, causing her to scream out in pleasure as she felt things far beyond any mortal person would've usually been able to experience. Then, without a single second's worth of hesitation, Diana drags her hips all the way back and repeats the entire same process all over again. This time, somehow faster and stronger than ever before as she proceeds to go back and forth in, slamming her cock all the way through her cunt. Nearly frying out Karen's mind until it was nothing but ash as she was utterly overwhelmed. In mere seconds, Karen's pussy erupted into what could've only been described as the biggest orgasm she ever felt in her life, spraying out an array of fluids that coated Diana's cock as it continued to fiercely pump in and out of her, showing no signs of stopping or even slowing in the slightest as Karen's pussy was almost reformed via the size and strength of the member currently pounding in and throughout it. But, despite it all, Karen was still having the time of her life. Her pussy nearly felt like it was on fire with pleasure in the best way imaginable as moans and screams of pleasure loosely sored out from her lips, and she made it known to all that could hear how much she was enjoying herself. "FUCKING GOD! KEEP FUCKING GOING! JUST LIKE THAT! FUCK!" Karen screams as her eyes nearly roll into the back of her head, and her body begins to have a thin layer of sweat go across it. Like Diana, who herself went through a change to become the woman she was now, the one currently fucking with all of her strength and might, Karen herself also went through a change. Slowly, she went from the powerful Powergirl, a Kryptonian capable of doing things people would only dream of, to what was now, Karen Starr, cock slut for the Amazonian princess, and she loved every second of it. "FUCK! I'M GONNA FUCKING CUM AGAINNNNNNNNN!!!!" Karen howled as her pussy went through the process of throwing another orgasm out of her. It was all so much, and she loved it. For her part, Diana worked herself over like a machine, pounding her hips back and forth up against Karen's rump, enjoying deeply how the powerful Kryptonian's cunt squeezed her cock for dear life and almost tried to milk it. She was perfect, perfect for bringing on the new line of Amazonians, perfect for bearing her children, but most of all, perfect for fucking. Out of most things, Diana was known to be a merciful person. A shining light of peace and prosperity that could save anyone across the world. But now she was focused on one thing, fucking Karen as hard as she possibly could and holding nothing back in the slightest until she was satisfied and finished. But in the meantime, she would make sure to drag things out for as long as she possibly could. This was her duty, to deliver her seed into the cunt of Powergirl, and she couldn't be more honored about it. For her, it was a mission as important as any other she was meant to complete. And so she put all of her strength and effort into utterly demolishing the remaining bundles of nerves and points of pleasure left inside of Karen's cunt that she hadn't already gotten to beforehand as the sound of their love rang out all around them. The sounds of Karen's moaning, her cries of pleasure, combined right alongside the sound of their sex as their bodies met in thick resounding claps reached far into the skies above them all. The stone platform they were on, meant to showcase their powerful bodies coming together in repeated motion, seemed to shake and crack at its very foundation. Unable to handle the sheer brutality that Diana was willing to put out into fucking Karen's pussy. But the Amazonian princess didn't care. If they broke through the hardened stone, she wouldn't stop or slow for a single second. Even if they began to make their way through the ground and even the Earth itself. Which only seemed like a more and more plausible possibility the further Diana got along to finishing. Whenever she would cum, it seemed fairly obvious at that point that it would be as strong as the rest of the Amazonian. And Karen couldn't be more excited about the prospect. This was already one the best nights of sex she had ever had in her life, and to top it all off, she would get filled to the brim with hot, gooey spunk that would shoot directly into her womb and get her pregnant with Diana's child. "FUCK! YES! FUCKING BREED ME!" Karen shouts, with Diana preparing to indulge her in doing just that as her body reigned down harder and harder against Karen's, nearly causing the nearby ground to rumble and shake in turn due to the pure and utter ferocity that Diana was using to plug her cock as deep as it could go inside of Karen's pussy. At some point, her hips became nothing but a blur of movement, impossible to fully take into the naked eye as Diana just kept going faster and faster until, with one swift final thrust of her hips down against Karen's, the tip of her cock exploded out a nearly endless amount of semen that shot out of it and proceeded to begin the process of filling Karen's cunt full of the stuff. "FUUUUUCKKKKKK!!!!" Karen herself shouts as she cums right alongside Diana, spraying out one last tidal wave of fluids that coats Diana's crotch while it was pressed up against her own, pumping load after load of cum into her womb, more than impregnating her in the process as Karen was unable to stop herself as her eyes began to roll into the back of her head. From the side, Hippolyta watched closely as she saw her daughter's balls twitch as they filled Karen full. A swell of pride and happiness passed through her as a result, as she was able to tell that the ritual was a complete and total success. "Good, Diana. Good. You have honored Eileithyia well." Hippolyta tells her daughter, who, while still cumming, looks over toward her and gives her a small nod. The pleasure, while it was something Karen would always remember, was too much for her, and as she continued to feel as her womb was filled, sealing her fate as Diana's new fuck-doll and wife, her mind and body finally gave out as her tongue lulls out the side of her mouth and her form goes limp while trapped underneath Diana's. Eventually, Diana's member finished, the flow of cum slowly coming to a halt, letting the sounds of both women's panting be the only thing that was able to be heard. Then, once she was satisfied, Diana climbs off Karen's limp form, slowly pulling her cock free from her body before standing next to her mother, who then takes her hand into her's and then proceeds to hold it up, giving the signal to the Amazonian's watching closely that the ritual was a success. Causing an uproar of cheering to ring out amongst them as the next generation of Amazonians for the millenium was secured and saved. And in those brief moments of lucidity Karen was able to have as her brain struggled to catch up to her, she only smiled and proceeded to ask herself, "What the Hell did I just get myself into?" ---- If there was one thing Karen grew to appreciate during her time on Themyscara, it would be the view. Standing out on her bedroom balcony, the Kryptonian's eyes scanned over the horizon as the sun continued to set, causing her to remember the times she used to sore above and through them without a care in the world. However, as she lowered a hand down to her belly and felt her pregnant stomach bulging with both her and Diana's child, she knew that would have to change. Hearing footsteps coming up behind her, Karen felt herself relax as she felt Diana pull her into her hug from behind. Making sure to be careful while she handled her while still holding her hard enough to protect her from whatever the world might have in store for them. "Knew you would find me sooner or later." Karen muttered softly under her breath, causing Diana to let out a low, rumbling chuckle as she pressed her lips down into her neck, delivering a series of soft yet firm kisses that traveled their way up her neck and all the way to her earlobe. "Amazonaians are trained in all things hunting and tracking." Diana says, her noticeable bulge pushing into the crevasse of Karen's ass as she says, "Mother wants us to come to the blessing ritual." "Hmmmm...." Karen hums, feeling her pussy grow slightly wet from Diana's tender touch. "Wanna get freaky first?" She asks, earning herself a chuckle from the Amazonian princess, who then takes her by the hand and begins to lead her into their bedroom. ---- Howdy Doody!~ And Happy Valentine's Day! Figured I'd get some smut out on such a special occasion. 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Chapter 1 - There's Just A Lot Of People Out There To Watch Out For

"Lacroix, I must say that I find these recent reports of your performance to be.... Disappointing, to say the least." Moira informs the cold-blooded assassin currently sitting on the other side of her desk, looking annoyed that she even had to be there in the first place, let alone get a chewing out by her superior like she was in the principal's office at school. "Perhaps if you gave me time to recover from each of my missions, I'd be better equipped to handle such things." Widowmaker snaps, albeit passive-aggressively. She wasn't known to take shit from anybody, let alone some as condescending as Moira. But even with someone as cold-hearted as herself, she understood the danger the scientist posed when provoked into battle. "Oh, Lacroix. You, of all people, should know that when you first came under my care, I made sure to make you the best of the best. So I doubt a few more hours of sleep is going to pose all that much of a difference." Moira says, chuckling slightly as she rises to her feet, causing Widowmaker to steam even further as she nonchalantly uses her real name so blatantly. "Anyway," Moira goes on, walking out from behind her desk and over to the door to her office. "I'd love to see a steady rise in your performance back to where it was by the end of the month, or else...." "Or else you'll have me replaced." Widowmaker sighs as she walks out the door Moira opens for her. She always busted out that threat to get her back in line. However, the worst part was the fact that she wasn't entirely sure if she was bluffing. To be perfectly fair, knowing what she knew about Moira, she honestly wouldn't put it past her. Still, after such a meeting, she needed to go back to her room to rest. Already, she could feel a throbbing headache bloom at the forefront of her head, making her squint her eyes slightly as she walked down the hall. She had already been having a miserable enough day as is. So, being dragged into a one-on-one meeting with someone she truly detested only made things worse by a mile and a half. But hopefully, as she entered the keycode to her room, she'd be able to get some rest. And to think, Moira wasn't the only vulture she had to now deal with. "Aloa, Chica." Sombra greets Widowmaker as she sits behind her computer, flipping through various files and whatnot as she walks through her front door, immediately setting off red flags throughout the assassin's mind. Not at the fact that her apartment was currently invaded by the nosy hacker. No, that was something she was growing used to. The problem was the fact that she was sitting behind her computer. Almost instantly, Widowmaker draws a pistol and aims it at the hacker, who, in that brief moment she turned away, quickly went invisible, escaping the line of sight of the sharpshooter. "Merde...." Widowmaker mutters under her breath as she keeps a firm grip on her pistol and quickly stomps over to check and see the damage that has been done. And sure enough, she was able to notice that Sombra had been looking through all the files pertaining to her past. Causing a pit to form in her stomach that felt as deep as the time Tracer caught her off guard. "So," Sombra starts as she deactivates her cloak, revealing herself to be sitting on the other side of the desk, giving Widowmaker all the chance to spin on her heel and point her pistol directly in the face of the smug-looking woman. "When were you going to tell me about your el cariño?" Sombra finishes, with Widowmaker answering by pulling the trigger on her gun. However, instead of ridding herself of her tormentor, when she pulled the trigger, a sudden burst of purple electricity burst forth from the weapon and shocked her hand, causing her to drop it. "The same reason why you had to go digging through my past to find out about him." Widowmaker says as she reaches down and picks up her dropped weapon. "And might I add, why did you even do that? You already have more than enough material to hold over me." She adds as she turns and walks over to a nearby countertop and begins to pour herself a small glass of wine. "Why not?" Sombra says as she strolls up behind her. "Pretty interesting stuff, if I'm being perfectly honest. Wife of an Overwatch agent, get captured and brainwashed by Talon, and end up working for the same organization your husband fought so valiantly against. Well, among doing certain other things." Sombra goes on, referencing something that causes a lighting flash of anger to echo throughout Widowmaker's frame as she turns around to face her. However, at that moment, Sombra takes the simple chance to swipe the small glass from her hand and down it in one sip. "What do you want?" Widowmaker asks, cutting to the chase. After everything she had been through that day, she really wasn't in the mood for any of her games. "Ay-ay-ay, Chica, after everything we've done together. I think you know full well what I'm looking for." Sombra remarks. She did. When she had first come to her with the footage, the hacker didn't take long to hang it over her head at any moment possible. With her threatening to post it on every platform imaginable that would keep it up along with several of Widow's private financial accounts that she knew for certain Overwatch would seize in less than a second. "Oh, mon Dieu. Can we really not do this today?" She groans, facing away from Sombra, her headache feeling ten times worse than it already did. Even though everything that had happened since that time in the apartment with Tracer could only be described as a neverending nightmare, she thought she earned herself a small break at the very least. "Why not? I'm not the one who got fucked by a plucky speedster." Sombra retorts, causing Widow's blood to boil even hotter. No matter how many times she tried to forget about that moment between her and Tracer, Sombra always made sure to bring it up. Either way, it only worked to deepen the pure and utter loathing she had for her as she knew, deep down, despite any semblance of pride she might've been carrying, that she still had to comply. "Ugh...." Widow groans as she begins to undo her uniform. In the back of her mind, she imagined strangling the life out of the smug bitch as she watched her, but she knew better than to do that. Even without the blackmail material, Sombra had her uses. She was cocky, arrogant, and she was pretty sure she was playing both sides of the conflict between Overwatch and Talon, but she was still one of, if not the best, hacker her organization had under their belt. Pulling off her shirt, Widowmaker tossed her first article of clothing over onto a nearby couch, revealing her plump full breasts. Trapped only behind her lacey black bra. "Un cuerpo apto para una santa." Sombra muttered under her breath as her eyes glossed over her form. She was fit and muscular while also having that sort of plumpness to her that made her all the more beautiful. She had seen plenty of women of her time that got her riled and ready, but she doubted someone out there would be able to make her feel the way that she was feeling now. Even some of the strip clubs she visited, which were meant for the highest class of person, weren't able to provide such dick-hardening material like this. Although, on the topic of strip clubs, a sudden idea began to form in her mind. "Wait, I just got an idea...." Sombra suddenly chirped, not exactly the best thing in the world for Widowmaker, as she turned and watched as she walked over and grabbed a nearby chair and dragged it over. Then, after situating it only a few feet away from her, she took a seat on it. "And for the icing on this little cake of ours," Sombra mutters as she presses a few buttons on her wrist device, causing the sound of soft jazz to emanate through the speakers Widowmaker had in her apartment. "There, now," Sombra finally says as she turns back toward the slightly confused assassin, who, at this point, was already putting the pieces together relatively quickly. "Give me a dance." "Ah, this was going to happen sooner or later." Widowmaker figures to herself. Although compared to the other stuff Sombra had gotten her to do, a strip show was relatively tame. And so, after reaching a feeling for the music, she started. First, swaying her hips from side to side to the soft, slow beat before she began to gyrate more of herself in a seductive manner, giving Sombra exactly the show she was looking for if the big dumb grin on her face was anything to go by as she continued to watch. "Hope your enjoying this, Enfoirée." Widow thought to herself. Gyrating her body, she moved her hands downward into her bottoms and used her thumbs to slowly push them down before stepping out of them completely, leaving her only in her undergarments. Turning around so that her back was to Sombra, Widowmaker then began to move back toward her, pushing out her plump, blue ass toward the hacker, who was more than happy to grab hold of it and dig her fingers into the plump flesh. In turn, caused the assassin to stifle a shiver that shook through her body as she continued on, even as Sombra pulled her rear up against her lap, telling her what she wanted her to do without even saying a single word in the process. So, continuing to follow the music, Widowmaker ground her ass up against Sombra's crotch, letting her get a feel for the member trapped tightly behind the confines of her clothes. It wasn't the most unfamiliar sensation. Talon had sent her on occasion to act as an exotic dancer in various strip clubs and brothels to get close to a target. But in those moments, Widow felt like she was in her prime as she acted like a spider luring a lone fly into her web. But now, as she continued to dance for the perverted woman currently behind her, the tables were turned significantly. Shifting to turn around, Widow looked deep into Sombra's eyes. Her expression was soft but still held a high amount of disgust for the woman before her. "Mierda. Don't think I don't know your game. Bra off, now." Sombra commands. Her dignity, far removed from what it was when she and Sombra first started whatever this thing was, still stung painfully as she reached behind herself with a huff and unclipped the fabric, letting it fall down from her chest and letting Sombra get herself an eye full of her thick tit-meat. "Shit, don't think I'll ever get tired of these things." Sombra remarks, biting her lower lip. "Hey, you don't mind if I- Eh, who am I kidding? You perfectly fine with it." Sombra says before she proceeds to lower her head forward and press her mouth over one of Widow's nipples, causing the assassin'sassassin's body, in turn, to go slightly rigid at the sudden sensation, but still, nevertheless, she went along with it. Panting slightly, Widow could feel her usually cold cheeks grow somewhat warm from the attention her tits were getting from Sombra as she sucked on her tit. By no means was she being gentle, something not surprising for the assassin, who had been put through the trial and true wringer by the hacker. Even then, she couldn't help but feel sensations of pleasure begin to go out through her body as Sombra continued to suck on her nipple. Slowly, she pulled her head back, dragging out Widow's tit softly in the process before her lips popped off with a satisfying pop of her lips. And then, once she was done with that tit, Sombra shifted over to the other one, softly moaning as she began to suckle on Widow's other tit, causing the assassin to feel more pleasure. Below, she could also feel Sombra's grip on her ass tighten, keeping her place as her fingers dug into her panties firmly in a greedy grope that seemed to drag on for far too long. It was clear that after the hacker was done with her tits, she was going to be far from done with Widow herself. The night was still young, after all, and Sombra had all the time in the world to drag out whatever she wanted to do to her. Making Widow, in response, feel a level of helplessness that she wasn't used to, at least, not until recently. Continuing to watch Sombra suck on her breast, she considered saying something as she felt a noticeable wetness begin to form between her legs. It was humiliating, but it was still something her body was enjoying despite the circumstances. Eventually, though, like before, Sombra pulled her lips free from Widow's nipple with another pop of her lips that rang throughout Widow's room. "Heh, sorry about that. Think I got a little carried away there." Sombra chuckles, although the woman in her lap could tell she didn't actually care as she felt the grip on her ass tightens even more. "You can keep going." And sure enough, with another huff and sigh from her lips, Widow resumed her lapdance, continuing to grind her crotch across Sombra's still-covered cock, which felt like it was just about to burst through her clothing itself. "I gotta say, chica, I would've been surprised to see you showing such a degree of professionalism to such a dance style. But after I did a little digging into your mission history, I think I get it now." Sombra says, obviously having dug deeper than what Widow was expecting. "Brothels and strip clubs, Eh? Can make a woman wonder what kinds of stuff you got up to." Sombra remarks as she flips a finger underneath the hem of Widow's underwear and slowly begins to pull it down. "Ngh...." Windowmaker grunts as she feels Sombra's hand travel down her thigh, getting a feel for the tender flesh she had already humiliated countless times over. Even though this was far from the first time Sombra had made her appearance inside Widowmaker's room, she always just seemed to have a way about her that made it feel like it was their first meeting. The humiliation, the fury, the helplessness, it was all things she felt on a continued basis despite having gone through it countless times over. Although, despite all of that, it did give her some comfort that on some level, she wasn't getting used to the treatment. Eventually, though, as she got her panties, leaving Widow completely in the nude as she gazed into the eyes of her situational captor. A part of her knew the game she was pulling, the blackmail, getting her to do certain things for her. Widowmaker was accustomed to the world of espionage long enough to know the certain tricks and tools of the trade. But on the other hand, she only used the knowledge she had over others to help serve Talon more than anything else. Not whatever Sombra was currently pulling over her. "Ah, don't give me that look." Sombra rolls her eyes. Dismissing her anger like it was nothing as she trailed a hand down her body and began to undo her uniform covering her crotch, letting her thick cock bob free as a result. "Look, I even got your favorite toy for you." She chuckles playfully as Widowmaker gazes downward, knowing full well what was about to happen, but was still actively dreading it none the less. "Now then, get on your knees." Letting a huff escape from her lips, Widowmaker complied. And so, in the bare hopes of just getting this over with already, she stood up and then kneeled down, coming face to face with Sombra's rigid member. If she had to give the hacker something, it would be that she wasn't lacking in the least. A solid foot of fuck meat, primed, readied, and capable of holding enough endurance that would leave most women out there exhausted. "Ah, must be a stark contrast, huh? I bet you usually have all your partners on their knees, ready to do who knows what for you. And now here you are, kneeling in front of me like a prostituta." Sombra says, reaching down and grabbing a handful of Widow's hair also, putting her point across even further than it already was she began to drag her face over toward her crotch. First smearing her glands up against her pouting lips as Widowmaker at first resisted. Her dignity, battered down and almost destroyed, still put up a fairly commendable fight even though everything was still completely helpless. Eventually, though, when put against each other, Sombra's will end up overcoming her's, and she ends up opening her mouth, allowing Sombra to stick the head of her cock into her mouth. Thankfully, she did not take the chance to slam it all the way downward. "There we go. I bet you that Tracer would be quite jealous if she saw us right now. Maybe I should take a little picture and send it over to her." Sombra comments, causing Widow to flash her teeth as she seriously wished she could've just bought her teeth downward and thrown Sombra's world into a well and truly fucked up loop. But she knew her place, even then and there, as the hacker continued to direct her head up and down her cock, pleasuring herself enough to the point that a steady stream of pre began to leak out from the head of her member and smear itself across her tongue. Causing Widow's nerves to stand on edge as she tightened her hands into fists. Like the treatment, the various tastes and sensations were things that she hadn't gotten used to either. So, as the salty, bitter taste continued to swirl across her taste buds, she couldn't help but feel tears well up in the corners of her eyes. But instead of putting up a fight like she would've usually, the most she could really do now was just surrender herself to whatever Sombra had going through her head. "Puta, I'm not expecting myself to do all the work here, am I?" Sombra asks, seemingly getting tired of having to be the one directing Widow's head up and down her cock even though it hadn't been all that long since they got started with this. But Widow didn't care, not in the least. Although, she didn't want to. With her current position, she knew what she had to do as she then began to take Sombra's cock into her mouth on her own accord, allowing Sombra to lean back and watch with that same satisfying smug smirk as she sucked her off. "You know when we first started this little deal of ours, I thought you would've been a little bit out of practice," Sombra speaks casually, with Widowmaker following along with her words even though she wanted to block them out. "Cause, I thought, 'Hey, who's gonna be willing to put their polla in the mouth of a spider?' The dead husband thing also might've played a part in that, but, you know." Sombra shrugs her shoulders, earning herself a fierce glare from Widowmaker in response, although any threatening intention that she might've had was quickly overshadowed by the fact that she had a massive cock lodged in her mouth. And so, to grind even further on Widow's nerves and see how far she could take things, Sombra continued. "But now, I must say that you have not fallen off a bit! I mean, if your husband was working with a boca coño like this, no wonder Talon wanted to get their hands on you." Sombra chuckles, pushing Widow far enough as she then softly, yet more than noticeably, presses her teeth into the hacker's member, causing an even more amused yet also cautious expression to cross her face as she knew better than to push things farther than where they were now. "Alright, alright, I'm done." Sombra sighs, an ever-present smile still on her face as Widowmaker, after a few more moments, resumes pleasuring the hacker's cock with her mouth. At that point, growing more agressive just to get it all over with. Reaching out, Widow grabbed hold of the chair Sombra was sitting on to stabilize herself for what was to come. After all that she had been through with the hacker, she knew what she was TRULY looking for, and so, after getting herself ready, the assassin began to bob her head down far enough to the point that the head of Sombra's cock began to tease the entrance of her throat. And then, from there, she began to progress it far enough that soon, with enough slight pressure and effort, she finally got her massive girth lodged down her throat. But unlike all of those other times Sombra had taken her completely off guard, she was in complete and total control as she pushed her head further and further into the hacker's crotch. And so, as a result, felt her cock go down deeper into her maw also, giving herself an experience that, by no means, was the easiest thing to go through, but with her certain flexibilities, she was more than able to restrict her breathing enough so that she was able to take more of Sombra's cock down her mouth for longer periods of time.  This wasn't the first time she had used her throat to pleasure someone, her husband- her old flame. She always wished to please him, and so, with enough practice on her part, she was able to truly achieve that goal she was looking forward to. But the fact that she was giving such treatment to Sombra, of all people, didn't help. As a matter of fact, it only made it worse for her. She always tried to avoid intimacy. All so that she could maintain that lasting close connection she had with.... Him. But over the course of the past few weeks, the hacker had taken the liberty of stripping all of that away from her. Eventually, Widowmaker felt her nose bump up against Sombra's waist, but rather than pull her head back like most women would do in her situation, the assassin kept her head down and simply began to hum, causing her throat to vibrate around the hacker's member, eliciting a slight groan from her as a result. A good sign, for all intents and purposes, that she was managing to guide her along to that much-awaited orgasm. "Always love those little tricks you do." Sombra chuckles as she reaches down a hand and tenderly brushes it through Widow's hair the same way she would a lover. Widowmaker, she tried to ignore her prying and condescending words as she began to slowly navigate her head back. At the same time, slurping and sucking softly while twirling her tongue around her engorged length. And just as the head of her cock was sitting in her mouth past her lips, Widow repeated the entire process all over again as she navigated her head back down Sombra's cock until her face was pushed back into her crotch. Against her chin, she could feel the cum inside of Sombra's balls churn and twitch, eager to let go of the payload and deliver it directly down her throat. She tried to push it to the back of her mind and focus on her current task, although that was quite difficult when she already had an idea of the type of fluid that would soon be invading her mouth and taste buds. But knowing what she knew, Widowmaker knew that focusing on the loose details wouldn't do her any good. "Just focus on getting this over with already." She tells herself mentally as she tries to get her mind back on track. It was a despicable task, especially for a woman such as herself. But life had indeed screwed her over in ways that went beyond what happened to get her here in the first place. And so, she knew that despite it all, she just needed to do what she needed to do so that she could hopefully drink herself into a coma and hopefully forget that this event ever took place. Even if that meant putting ACTUAL effort into something she despised doing as her mouth began to suck even harder across Sombra's length, almost to the point that she was trying to wring her balls free of the liquid they had trapped within them. "Glad to see you actually putting in some effort down there." Sombra comments as Widowmaker grows more eager with her oral efforts, knowing full well that it would only grind even harder on her nerves. But she couldn't really blame herself. A high and mighty bitch like this, reduced to her own personal cock sucking sex slave, who wouldn't be in love with this? Especially as she felt the assassin'sassassin's throat wrap and hold her cock tightly in its confines as she dragged it back and forth. Widowmaker knew better than to throat fuck herself recklessly. It was a waste of time and effort on her part when she could get her to cum just as easily using other techniques that required far less work. And it was all just a matter of knowing what right buttons to push. So, as she continued to feel Sombra's massive member travel down her throat, she shifted one of her hands that was holding onto the chair the hacker was sitting on to grab hold of her balls and gently begin to fondle them. A motion of movement fit better for teasing prior to the foreplay they were doing now, but she knew, if done properly, would end up working wonders in hopefully getting her off. "Be careful with those things, Chica. Lots of things are riding on their continued safety." Sombra says playfully, although the warning laced within it was completely clear to her as she continued to handle her orbs with the utmost delicacy, no matter how hard she wanted to bring her hand into a tight fist. But, throughout it all though, she felt her efforts slowly begin to bear fruit as she began to feel Sombra's cock twitch while it was in her mouth, telling her all that she needed to know as she continued pressing on with what she was doing. "Mierda! Your fucking mouth." Sombra says, her confident front slowly fading away due to the intense pleasure her throbbing cock was going through, pushing her to the point that she was mere seconds away from bursting like a fire hose. Something that Widowmaker capitalized on further as she continued to suck for dear life. "Nghhhhh...." Sombra groans as the assassin's efforts finally overtake her. The head of her cock explodes into a torrent of fluid that Widowmaker quickly swallows down before going so far as to press the member back down her throat, all so that she can avoid the taste. Even then, however, bits and splashes of the fluid still ended up making their way across her taste buds. Eventually, though, the flow began to finally subside, and so, Widowmaker began to pull her head back carefully, just to avoid any last-minute surprises hurdling her way before she pulled her lips free from the head of Sombra's cock. Deep down afterward, as the both of them recovered, a part of Widowmaker hoped that this might've been all. That, a quick and satisfying job, would've been enough to satisfy Sombra for who knows how long until she requested her services once again. However, as she gazed up to look into the woman's eyes and still saw that continued lustful fervor, she knew that case was only a fantasy, as already, her cock was beginning to grow hard once again. "C'mon, chica, your mouth is fun and all, but I think we both know what I'm REALLY looking for." Sombra says, earning herself another harsh glare from Widowmaker, who wished only to send her hurdling out her room's window. But still, she complied, standing up from her position as Sombra patted her lap to climb onto, making Widowmaker grind her teeth as she still, albeit reluctantly, went along with what she wanted. Leading her to feel Sombra's bulbous mushroom-tipped member press against the entrance of her pussy. "See? Whether you like it or not," Sombra pauses as she reaches out and presses both of her hands down on Widowmaker's ass and slowly pushes her down, penetrating her. "Even this little fuckable body of yours is excited." Sombra finishes as she pushes the rest of her cock inside her until the head of her member bumps against the entrance to her womb, causing Widowmaker to let out a huff from her lips as she tried to calm herself. The pleasure, while something she didn't want, was immeasurable, as what Sombra said wasn't entirely all that far off from the truth for the assassin as she slowly began to rise her ass back up before winding it back down. All the while, Sombra's grip on her plump, full ass remained tender and tight while also being soft enough as to not actually hurt her, something that Widowmaker herself only attributed to the hacker continuing down the line of treating her more like a lover than anything else. "Un coño tan apretado." Sombra groans, causing a shiver to rack up Widowmaker's spine as she feels her fingers sink into her tender ass meat, obviously more than enjoying herself with a pussy that she had delivered her stick into on countless occasions. Seemingly getting the same satisfaction she gained when she first fucked her. Her genetically modified body meant for killing, spying, and just generally being the best that it could ever be, now reduced to nothing more than a cock sleeve for the world's sleepiest hacker. Turning, Sombra looked into Widowmaker's expression, trying to gauge her expression on how she might've been feeling. As always, it was a mixture of reluctant pleasure and unbridled yet also subdued rage as she continued to slowly navigate her cock up into her pussy while, at the same time, the assassin moved her hips up and down her member. It was a nice change of pace from how things were at first. Sombra might've been a fairly fit and athletic woman, but she didn't quite appreciate having to be the one to do all the work. And so, having Widowmaker put in some effort of her own was an appreciated change. Although, that didn't stop her from occasionally poking the tiger. [SMACK] Widowmaker jumped as Sombra raised a hand and slapped a hand down across her ass, causing its thick juicy meat to ripple while also leaving behind a hot stinging handmark. "Don't do that!" Widowmaker says, finally breaking her minute-long silence, much to Sombra's own amusement. "Why? I don't think I need to explain why you aren't the one in control here." Sombra says casually to the face of the woman capable of killing countless people without a moment's notice. Sure, she might've been frightening at first, but once Sombra saw Tracer speed blitz her pussy full of cock, the once terrifying spider assassin lost a lot of her terrifying allure. Instead of being replaced with something much more lustful. And to emphasize her point, Sombra raises her hand back up and delivers another slap to Widowmaker's ass. "Putain de salaud!" Widowmaker curses, her once steady movement of her hips slowing down near to a complete stop as she glared down at Sombra. Even though she held power over her, there was a limit to what the assassin would be willing to take, and she was getting close to it if she wasn't already there. However, noticing her lack of movement, Sombra simply says, "Ah, ah, ah. Don't forget our deal, Amélie-" "Then don't forget who I am also!" Widowmaker says, her voice laced with hot venom as she stares down at Sombra, who, surprisingly, backs down. "Fine, Fine. No puedes aceptar una broma, verdad?" Sombra huffs before backing her hands off completely from Widowmaker's ass, letting the assassin do her work. Seeing as how she had now garnered some form of respect and tolerance from the hacker, Widowmaker sighed as she resumed moving her hips up and down her cock. If she was planning on getting something out of this, then why shouldn't she also? And so, after making sure she was in the right position, Widowmaker began to steadily increase the speed at which she worked herself. Going from the slow, methodical pace she went at before to a more medium rate, causing more pleasure to echo throughout her frame as she went from reluctantly taking it to something more eager. Closing her eyes, she tried to imagine that it was her husband's cock. Sure, it might've felt different, but it was the best she could possibly get as she remembered back to their times of intimacy. Despite being a gentleman, her husband was more than capable of getting rough also, but not in some brutish manner. He did it in a way that left her weak in the legs while also begging for more. Oh, how she remembered those times when he would come back from a hard day's work, covered in a thin layer of sweat, and proceed to lay into her like there was nothing else in the world. It was wonderful, and she wished that she could just go back. But now, she had to settle for her blackmailer's member as she got to the point that she was thoroughly pounding her hips down against Sombra's, causing the sound of thick clapping to echo throughout her room. Most likely getting loud enough that people outside would've been able to hear, but she didn't care. Her life was a total fucking mess, and she just needed a proper fucking to hopefully get her back on track. And as she continued, it began to feel like it was. Ignoring the noticeable sounds of Sombra's grunting and groaning as she ringed out her cock for all the cum that was left in her balls, Widowmaker began to feel that blinding light of pleasure slowly approaching from the distance. All the while unknowingly pushing the hacker to that exact same place as her hips moved faster and faster. "Oh, Gooooooooooooddddddd!" Widowmaker screamed as she finally came, pussy clenching down as hard as it could around Sombra's member before exploding into a tirade of juices that coated downward and onto the hacker's crotch. At the same time, Sombra herself reached that point also as her cock began to shoot and fill Widowmaker's cunt full of hot, gooey spunk. It was euphoric between the two of them as they were both trapped in their own separate worlds. For Sombra, it was being able to fuck a pussy she lusted after for ages on end. But for Widowmaker, as she slowly came down from her orgasmic high and opened her eyes, she was faced with the utter disappointment of where she was. Not in the loving arms of her husband but a co-worker of an organization that brainwashed her. Taking in an angry breath through her nose as she began to feel how sweaty she actually was, Widowmaker rose to her feet and climbed off of Sombra's lap, letting her cock flop out of her in the process as she stood and already began to feel the hacker's excess cum start to leak down her leg. "There, are you happy now?" Widowmaker asks, picking up her clothing from the floor as she watches Sombra rise to her feet. "Perfectamente." Sombra huffs, zipping her member back up into the confines of her uniform, not before stopping and turning toward Widowmaker and asking, "Could I get a little clean up here? You made quite the mess." To which Widowmaker responds with a look that told the hacker that she would soon be dead if she didn't get the fuck out of her room. "Alright, alright. I get it, I get it." Sombra chuckles as she turns and leaves, finally leaving Widowmaker all by her lonesome. Looking around at what she had, she compared it to her life before. How it was full of happiness and joy. But now, gazing around her barren apartment, she began to feel how truly empty it was and how alone she was also. She didn't have friends. She had co-workers. Co-workers who were capable of doing horrible things to her, and yet, she stayed. Stayed with the group of people who threw her life into the gutter and remolded her into the woman she was now. And as she began to reach down and gather up her thrown-about clothing, she wondered, what did that say about Talon or herself? ---- Howdy Doody!~ Hope you enjoyed this little sequel to my previous Overwatch story starring Tracer and Widowmaker. Always been a fan of the characters and also figured that there was a major lack of futa Sombra stories alongside futa Tracer stories. So what better thing to do than try to fill that void myself? Anywho! Peeps on Patreon had access to this story for a while now for a measly and simple 3 dollars. So if you want the same kind of deal, check out the link to my Patreon here: https://www.patreon.com/ZZOMBOHO And if you want to get more directly updated as to when I upload, check out the link to my Twitter here: https://twitter.com/ZZOMBOHO And as always, I hope you enjoyed!~

Chapter 15 - A Special, Private Showing

Verosika Mayday, the famous succubus and singer, gets an offer she can't quite turn down. At first, due to the scratch that was being offered, and secondly, for the fact that the woman requesting her is none other than the princes of Hell herself. Tags: Succubus, Cuckquean, Futanari, Girl Penis ---- Within the Pride ring of Hell, a luxury pink convertible drives up a pathway toward a large building. Fixed atop the building were the words, 'Hazbin Hotel.' A generally unassuming albeit garish-looking place, which in itself made it fit perfectly within the confines of the Underworld. Coming to a stop, the passenger-side car door opens, and a long pair of high-heeled boots steps out, soon followed by their owner, none other than the celebrity singer of both Hell and Earth herself, Verosika Mayday. However, instead of her usual confidence, which left most people swooning after her, her face was fixed on an expression of confusion and concern, especially as she got a better look at the place she was expected to enter. Turning toward her driver, she gives the large Hellhound a nod, who then nods back to her before driving off, leaving the singer all by her lonesome as she takes a breath to steady herself. After which, she tries to regain some of the confidence she would usually have and proceeds forward to the front door. "And I'm tellin' you, I don't know what happened to your whiskey! So stop accusin' me of shit that I ain't even do!" A muffled voice yells out from inside the building. "Bullshit! I saw you checkin' out my liquor cabinet last night. And the next time I went in there, it was gone!" Another voice yells back, sending a shock of reluctance through the once self-assured singer as she raises up a hand to knock. "I was just checkin' to see if you had any wine! Mama's gotta wind down at the end of the day somehow, you paranoid old man!" The first voice calls back. "Well, you better hope I find it then. Cause for every second that I don't, you're banned from the bar!" The second, more gruff voice yells just as Verosika knocks. "Husky!- Oh, damn it. See, someone's probably here to complain about our screamin'." The first voice says before Verosika could hear what sounded like footsteps approaching the door, causing her to try and straighten herself out to the best of her abilities and look her part the moment the door is thrown open, and she ends up coming face to face with.... "Angel Dust?" Verosika asks, raising an eyebrow at the pornstar, who looks just as shocked as she did to see her there. "Verosika? The fuck are you doin' here?" Angel asks, looking up and down the singer's frame. ---- Howdy Doody!~ Rest of the story is up on my Patreon now for a measly 3 dollars a month if you want to read it, check out the link here:  https://www.patreon.com/posts/special-private-102300740?utm_medium=clipboard_copy&utm_source=copy... Here's my Twitter, too, if your interested: https://twitter.com/ZZOMBOHO And as always, I hope you enjoyed this sneak peek!~

Chapter 13 - Himmy Gives Denji A Hummer

"Heyyyyyyyyyy, Denji." Himeno says, swinging an arm around the boy next to her. On her face, she wore her cheeky smile, which only spelled bad things to the devil hybrid, who fidgeted slightly under the sudden female contact. "Hi, Himeno." Denji responds, not exactly in the mood to say much to the woman who.... Nevermind. In any case, while he would've liked to blow her off, he still had some partial attraction to the veteran devil hunter. Even if she could be quite the drunk at times. "You want another kiss?" Himeno asks, causing Denji's somewhat neutral expression to flip-flop into nothing but total befuddlement at the woman's out-of-nowhere question. "What?! No!" Denji snaps back. Ever since he started this whole devil-hunting thing, kisses have been... Less than ideal. One of those experiences came from Himeno herself during that time at the bar where she... Damn it! He tried to block that memory out ever since it happened, and now it was all coming back to him. "Oh, come on, Denji-boy," Himeno says, getting herself up closer up against Denji's side, intentionally or unintentionally squeezing her breast up against him in the process. However, when it came to someone like Himeno, the answer probably lay in the former. "I ain't gonna, well, do that again." Himeno explains, her once sly-sounding voice gaining a little bit of embarrassment as even she couldn't help but feel a little grossed out by what she did. "Besides, I ain't talking about your regular, normal, everyday kiss." Himeno adds on, leaning in closer as Denji peers over toward her, a cautious yet also curious expression on his face. ---- Howdy Doody!~ Rest of the story is up on my Patreon now alongside others for a measly 3 dollars a month. Check out the link here: https://www.patreon.com/posts/himmy-gives-97446971 Here's my Twitter too: https://twitter.com/ZZOMBOHO

Chapter 14 - A Personal Examination

Akira knew getting into a relationship with Tae Takemi would lead to interesting things. After all, It was one of the main attractions he had to her when he first met her. Whether it'd be the punk clothes or the fact that she called him her little guinea pig, to say that she was hard to resist would've been quite the understatement to make. However, one thing he didn't quite expect was to be bent over and feel his asshole as it was slowly fingered back and forth by his girlfriend/doctor as she applied a steady amount of lubricant to his inner walls. It started off like any normal check-up. Tae was giving him some stuff to test and so on before she suggested they try something else out. Something that would require Morgana to not be in the room with them. Thinking that he understood what she meant, he quickly placed his bag outside in the waiting room and turned around to see Tae prepping the examination table and a bottle of lube, nothing too out of the ordinary until she said two words that caused his nerves to stand on edge. "Bend over." ---- Howdy Doody!~ Rest of the story is up on my Patreon now alongside others for a measely 3 dollars a month. Check out the link here: https://www.patreon.com/posts/personal-97936241 Here's my Twitter too: https://twitter.com/ZZOMBOHO

Chapter 2 - Getting Started

Miruko had faced down some of the worst villains out there. AFO, Shigiraki, a guy who ate souls, those kinds of freaks. And throughout it all, she had never batted a single eye. That is until she met a foe that pushed her to her absolute limits. Paperwork. "Is that all of it?" Miruko asks as she hands her accountant what must've been the 1000th forum she had filled out that day. "I believe so, Ma'am." Her accountant responds, swiping up the paper and putting it into her briefcase. "Fantastic." Rumi sighs as she leans back in her chair, watching as her employee strolls out of her office. She had been afraid of it ever since she first thought about making her own hero agency. It was something that made her reconsider the idea on multiple occasions. But, ultimately, she knew it wouldn't last forever. Once she had enough people working for her, all that boring stuff would end up getting filtered through by people who were able to fill in all those pieces of information that she now had to write. But in the meantime, with her limited staff, she had to make do with both the paperwork and the headache she felt slowly oozing its way into her head. She could use an angel, and she meant any angel at that very moment to come to save her from what was going on. Funnily enough, the moment she wishes for something like that, a knock on her office window draws her attention over toward it, and she sees none other than Hawks holding a bag of takeout. ---- "Mind if I'm honest for a sec?" "Sure." "The moment you said you wanted to start your hero agency, I thought you were full of shit." "Fair enough." Miruko remarks, taking a sip out of her drink as both she and Hawks sit on the roof of her office building and eat the takeout he had bought. "I mean, you, of all people, starting your own hero agency. To me, that's downright unbelievable. And that's coming from me, the so-called laziest hero in Japan." Hawks exclaims with faux shock, managing to get a chuckle out of Rumi before he takes another bite out of his food. "Do you even have a theme yet?" "A what?" Miruko responds, turning toward the avian-based hero with a look of confusion. "A theme. What feeling your trying to go for with your hero agency." Hawks explains, only receiving an even more confused look from Rumi in response. "You don't even have a theme?!" "What? I thought it was just hiring the most powerful people out there." Miruko defends herself. "Aw, c'mon, Rumi! Only the generic hero agencies do that. That's why they barely ever get noticed. Look at Endeavor, for example. He strolls around with sidekicks good with fire quirks, and you know what happens? He corners the entire fire market. Or even look at me. I might only have one sidekick, but when people need a hero who's strong and knows to fly, they know to call." Hawks explains to his friend. Despite being a snarky prick, he made a point. Everyone describes their hero agency as having the best of the best, so working with just that wouldn't turn all that many heads. But what would she choose? Bunny themed? Nah, she didn't know any real powerful bunny-based heroes out there. Loud? Too broad and would probably come off as a little annoying. It took her a second, but eventually, an idea formed inside her mind. "Alright, I got it." Miruko says, turning toward Hawks and putting down her food. "Women." "Women?" Hawks responds, this time his turn to look confused at the vague statement Rumi just made as he nearly chokes on his food. "Yeah! I get the best female heroes out there. It would turn a lot of heads, AND it would mean working with a lot of good heroes out there." Miruko explains, leaving Hawks to think about the idea. "Not half bad. But do you know where you're even going to start?" Hawks inquires. "Easy. I'll go to the place everyone goes." ---- Mina Ashido couldn't really complain about her circumstances. She was in one of the best hero schools in the country, learning in the top class, and was slated to be one of the best heroes out there. But if there was one thing she hated, it would have to be the homework. She wasn't necessarily the most brilliant student out there. Her grades were, sadly enough for her pride, at the same level as Kaminari's, a strange point of bonding between the two of them. But with the type of work they were given, who could blame them? Japanese, science, math, biology, chemistry, medicine, English, and who knows what else? It was all so much! Combine that with trying to maintain a social life and hone her quirk so that it could become more powerful, and it all just added up to an entire mess that she always ended up having to wade through. Feeling her eyes begin to strain after staring at her textbook for too long, Mina sighs and leans back in her chair. When she first came to U.A., she naively thought that it would mainly be about heroing stuff. Only to remember that U.A. Academy is still, as a matter of fact, an academy. And deep down, she knew it made sense. Can't really have heroes running out there with below-average intelligence. Maybe she just needed to de-stress. Yeah, that could work. The thought alone sent small tremors of excitement through her before she glanced over at her dorm room's door. She made it clear to her friends that she was going to focus on studying and wasn't really looking to be disturbed for a while, so she had all the time in the world for what she wanted to do. Reaching across her desk, Mina drags over her laptop and opens it. By no means was she some sort of pervert. That was Mineta's shtick, not her's. But a girl had her needs, and as she began clicking through various websites, she looked to satisfy some of those desires. Something that was relatively easy all things considered, when she lived in a world full of fit, attractive people running around in tight spandex outfits. She had some favorites: Hawks, Gun Head, Midnight, and Mt. Lady. And with the internet being the internet, there were plenty of websites out there hosting endless images of the heroes for people to 'look at.' Places she often looked through whenever she was feeling the way she was now. But out of all of them, there was a particular hero she had her eyes on the most. That being the number 5 hero of Japan, Miruko. It was just the way she was. Loud, spunky, raring to go at any moment, she always managed to get Mina hyped up whenever she looked back on recordings of her outings, along with making her feel other things. Feelings that she began to call upon when she finally found her favorite photo of the hero. It was taken from a rooftop as the bunny-themed hero leaped above, offering a perfect view of the hero's thick, muscled thighs, her toned, powerful-looking body, just everything that ran Mina the right way as she finally began shifting her hands downward, slowly pulling off her pants and panties before her digits move toward her slightly wet folds. It was perfectly normal to have certain fantasies. Who didn't? And for Mina, those fantasies just so happened to involve Miruko. She could only imagine how powerful she would be as a partner in bed, easily dominating whoever she was with until they were nothing but a used mess. When she first heard that she was opening her own hero agency, Mina was honestly ecstatic. Getting to work with such a strong and powerful woman is something she could only dream of. And while she knew it would most likely never happen, a part of her fantasized about the possibility of getting close to the bunny-themed hero as a result and becoming more 'intimate' with her. "Nnnh." A soft moan left Mina's lips as she felt a sudden twinge of pleasure shoot through her body at that thought alone. Her pussy grew more and more wet by the second as her fingers teased herself, easing deeper and deeper inside her. All the while, she made sure to keep things slow and steady, not wanting to go all out just yet while she was still able to have some fun with herself. Fuck, she was so jealous. She could only imagine the privilege of working with someone like Miruko. Being so close to all that awesomeness on such a regular basis, Mina wouldn't even know what to do. Perhaps she'd only be able to do what she was doing now and simply fantasize what might be. It was a sad prospect but a realistic one for someone like her. Maybe there'd come a day they'd be able to collaborate, and then from there, there would be a slight off chance that they'd.... A moan leaves Mina's lips as her pussy spasms, and she cums, sending a wave of much-needed relief through her body, which in turn slowly begins to relax. Fuck, she needed that. Not to sound too much like a perv, but a personal fun session with herself always set her right when she most needed it. However, that did leave her having to clean up the mess she just made. Exhaling an annoyed breath out from her lips, Mina stands up from her desk, pulling her pants back up. But just as she was about to head into her bathroom to grab some supplies, a knock on her dorm room door roused her from any such plans. "Y-Yeah!" Mina calls out, not wanting to sound like she was up to anything. "Mina?" A voice she soon recognizes as belonging to Uraraka says. "Um.... Miruko is here to see you." Holy fuck, really? Mina had to process her friend's words for a second. Her? Here? Of all possible times? No way, this had to be some sort of prank. But the possibility of something like that actually occurring quickly caused her to forget what she was originally planning on doing and made her make her way over to her door and open it, sticking only her head out. "Your joking, right?" "No, I'm serious! She's downstairs waiting for you now." Uraraka explains, with Mina still not entirely believing her. "Why?" "I don't know. She just showed up and said she wanted to talk to you." Still absolutely befuddled, Mina looked deep into Uraraka's eyes, trying to see if she would break, but after seeing her friend not flinch for a single second in return, she actually began to believe what she was saying. Miruko was here, at U.A., to see her of all people. ---- "Then he was all like, 'You just kicked my brother!' And then I was like, 'Then you'll have something to bond over with him, then!' Before I sent him flying through a brick wall." Miruko had the entirety of class 1-A enraptured. It wasn't every day they got special visitors, let alone someone of the number 5 hero of Japan's caliber, so they were all eager to what she had to say. "Wow! And that was on your off day?" Kirishima asks. "Eh, yeah. But I might've been also looking for trouble." Rumi says, sounding slightly sheepish before her attention is quickly turned toward Mina as she approaches alongside Uraraka. "There you are!" Miruko exclaims before bonding over. "H-Hello, M-Ms. Miruko, Ma'am." Mina stutters, leading the pink heroine in training to mentally kick herself for doing that in front of her hero idols. Still, she gave herself some leeway when it came to talking to someone like Miruko. "Relax, I'm not here to bust ya or anything. Just wanna talk to you about something. There somewhere private we can hash it out?" Miruko explains before asking. "Y-Yeah! My room." Mina responds. "Great! Lead the way." And like that, the two of them were off. "The fuck was that about?" Bakugo remarks, vocalizing what the entirety of class 1-a was thinking at that moment. ---- "Nice digs." Miruko says, stepping into Mina's room. "Reminds me of mine when I lived in a dorm." "Really?" Mina asks, following in behind her, the prospect of sharing something in common with Rumi slightly exciting her. "Yeah, albeit it had a lot more exercise equipment." Miruko chuckles. "You should check out my friend Kirishima's then. He almost has an entire gym in his room." Mina jokes slightly, raising a laugh out of the two of them before their conversation ultimately falls quiet in an awkward silence. "So, um, what did you want to talk about?" "Oh! Right." Miruko clears her throat before turning to face the pink heroine in training. "I wanted to talk to you about possibly joining my hero agency." Rumi starts. What? Mina had to take a moment to digest what Miruko had just said. SHE wanted HER to join her hero agency? Holy shit. Holy fucking shit. There was no way she just said that. This had to be some sort of prank or joke being played on her. It was almost too much for her to handle. "Why?" Is the first thing that comes out of Mina's mouth, a reasonable amount of doubt flowing out alongside it as she looks across the room at Rumi. "Easy, potential, along with another thing. But what's important is that the hero agency that I'm currently building is going to be made up of the strongest female quirk users out there. And I feel like you'd fit right in." Miruko explains. Strongest female quirk users? Her? Really? Miruko did know she only sprayed out acid from her body, right? But if the number 5 hero of Japan saw potential in her, maybe there was something that she missed. In any case, Mina had to suppress a scream of excitement from erupting out of her mouth. Being one of the first heroes to join Miruko's hero agency would probably make her one of the most famous heroes out there, but more importantly, she'd be able to learn from one of the best out there in the field. "That.... Makes sense." Mina finally responded, trying to play things cool as she sat down on the edge of her bed due to her legs feeling like jelly at that very moment. "I know, right?" Miruko says, smirking as she reaches behind herself and pulls out Mina's desk chair to sit on. Only then did the pink heroine in training suddenly remember what she had intended to do beforehand. "Wait! Don't sit there!" Mina calls out, managing to stop Miruko just as she begins to lower herself downward, sending a wave of relief through her, only to lose that feeling as Miruko then turns to look down at the seat, quickly seeing the small puddle of the pink heroine's fluids. "Would you believe me if I told you that was sweat?" Mina offers awkwardly. "Hmmmm, let's see then." Miruko says, confusing Mina before causing her heart to leap into her throat as she lowers a finger down into the fluid before bringing it up to her mouth and licking it. A sight that may or may not have kick-started a few feelings inside the pink heroine if the confusion she was feeling hadn't taken center stage inside her mind. After sampling the liquid, Miruko pulls her finger out from her mouth with a pop of her lips. "Nah, I don't think it's that." Miruko comments before noticing the befuddled expression on Mina's face, along with the thick blush that turned her pink skin a noticeable shade of red. Realizing now, though, that she had to reveal the other reason why she was there, Rumi approaches the pink heroine and places a hand on her shoulder. "Remember that other reason I mentioned earlier about why I want you to join my hero agency?" "Y-Yeah?" Mina stutters as things slowly start to click together for her. "Truth is, I'm looking to fuck as much as I'm looking to guide. If that makes sense. And it's safe to say that I want that to apply to you." Miruko explains simply and plainly. Mina thought it was going to be an average day. She'd get up, go to her classes, head back, study, hang out with friends, have some fun, go to bed, rinse and repeat. One thing she wasn't expecting was the literal cavalcade of unexpected events that followed one after another. First, she finds out Miruko wants to talk to her. Next, she finds out that she wants her to join her hero agency, and NOW she learns that she also wants to have sex with her. Honestly? Not a half-bad turn of events if Mina was being honest. "I'm down." The pink heroine comes out and says. The choice of having the chance to get down and dirty with Miruko wasn't exactly a tough choice for her to make. It was simple. Plain and simple, nothing else other than that. "Sweet!" Miruko before using the hand she had on Mina's shoulder to throw her suddenly onto the bed. "You don't mind if we get started now, do you?" "Not at all." "Perfect." Miruko smiled, her eyes becoming a lot more seductive while she still carried her smirk as she began to slowly crawl her way across the bed toward her. Even though her quirk gave her the abilities of a rabbit, Rumi looked more like a predator as she approached Mina. Confidently striding and moving until she was overtop her prey, who could only look back up at her with a mixture of excitement and astonishment at what was happening. "So.... Um.... What do you want to do-" Before Mina could finish her sentence, Miruko pushed a finger to her lips, shushing her. "Relax, rookie, just let me take it from here." Rumi says before pressing her lips against the woman beneath her's own. Quickly dominating Mina's mouth as her tongue quickly snakes in past the barrier of her lips, something Mina herself reciprocates as she sends out her tongue to meet Miruko's. It was fierce, close, and intimate, but throughout it all, Miruko led the kiss, not backing away from anything until the both of them needed air. Something that Mina gladly took, leaving a strand of saliva between their lips while Rumi looked like she could go in for seconds. But needing to breathe wasn't the only reason why Mina pulled back. More than anything else, she was simply overwhelmed. Even though what was happening was something she could only dream of, it was still a lot for her to take in. Even more so when the reality of it all continued sinking in for her. She, Mina Ashido, was going to be in a relationship with Miruko, the number 5 hero of Japan. "Holy shit." Mina vocalizes, panting slightly while looking up at Rumi as she gazes back down at her. She was actually making out with Miruko, the number 5 hero of Japan. It should've been some sort of dream, and yet here she was, towering over her. "I know, right?" Miruko chuckles. "But wait till you get a load of this." Rumi goes on to say before leaning back down, this time moving her lips to the side of Mina's neck while she used one of her hands to grope at her plump, tender breasts, causing the pink heroine to let out a small moan from the stimulation as she practically melted into a puddle of pleasure under Miruko's strong yet also sensual grasp. Then, all the while still macking on her neck, Rumi slowly reached down and grabbed the bottom hem of Mina's shirt before proceeding to slowly pull it up and over her head, revealing more of her supple, beautiful body and cleavage to the bunny-themed hero, arousing the pink heroine enough to the point that her erect nipples were noticeable through her bra. "Glad to see that you're enjoying yourself." Miruko comments, her eyes glancing up toward Mina's face, watching as she pants slightly while her gold and black eyes beg for more of Rumi's attention. "Don't worry, I tend to have this effect on people. Just sit back and relax, and let me work my magic." Miruko explains before returning her lips to Mina's neck, this time tracing a series of kisses down her neck, past her chest, and onto her stomach, leading herself down directly to the pink heroine's still-covered crotch. Something that Rumi quickly takes care of as she begins to unbutton her jeans before pulling them off, leaving Mina only in her underwear. "Fuck, M-Ms. Miruko, keep going." Mina bites her lips as she looks down at Miruko. "Call me Rumi. And don't worry, I'll be getting right to you." Miruko responds before pulling Mina's legs apart, spreading them softly, and giving herself a full view of the pink heroine's underwear-covered lower half before Rumi removes them also, revealing the wet mess that was Mina's crotch. Then, without wasting another second, Miruko presses her face into Mina's cunny and dives her tongue deep inside her, causing the pink heroine to let out a short yet loud moan which she quickly covers with her mouth. While the dorm rooms were reasonably soundproofed, Mina didn't want to push things and have the entirety of her class hear her as Rumi went down on her soaking wet, aroused cunt. However, that was easier said than done when Miruko was proving to be quite vigorous with her tonguing. Opting to go with a more direct approach to things rather than working her way up to them, Rumi's tongue explored the vast interior of Mina's folds, pressing firmly into all the right places that inevitably drove the pink heroine wild with pleasure, leading her to squirm in place under Miruko's grip as she kept her there, making sure she felt everything she did to her below. Almost instantly, Mina began to feel an orgasm creeping up inside her, a strong one at that. One that she usually never would have been able to get with either her fingers or even some toy. But only with someone as skilled as Miruko. All of this led to a small layer of sweat building across her skin and moaning slightly louder and louder with every movement of Rumi's tongue inside her as she felt herself getting closer to the edge. Then, with Miruko pushing in her tongue as deep as it could go one last time, Mina finally released. Her pussy twitching slightly on Rumi's tongue before a squirt of fluid shoots itself directly into Miruko's mouth. A liquid that she happily licks and laps up, continuing to work her tongue in and around Mina's folds and pushing her far past any point that she was usually used to. "Heh, how was that?" Rumi asks, pulling her face back from Mina's crotch and turning to get a good look at her reaction. Something she was quickly able to determine by the almost dazed expression the pink heroine had on her face as she lay limply on her bed. She didn't even seem entirely conscious of Miruko's question before she slowly flashed a thumbs up, leading the bunny-themed hero to chuckle slightly under her breath. "Figured as much, but...." Miruko's words trail off as she leans up and reaches a hand down toward her own crotch, quickly working with her costume to get her massive cock free from their confines. "I think this is the thing that you're looking for." Rumi remarks as Mina's eyes go wide, her mind rushing back to her once she sees the member that she's soon going to have tearing through her pussy. By absolutely no means was Mina a virgin or even slightly unfamiliar with sex. There had been boys in the past that she had 'interacted' with. But none of them were packing as big of heat as Miruko. Her massive rigid member, seemingly just as muscled as the rest of the bunny-themed hero's body, along with carrying a thick pair of balls underneath them, packed to the brim with thick gooey loads of cum. That thought alone sparked feelings of arousal throughout Mina's body, enough to the point that she was more than eager to receive the fucking of a lifetime from the hero before her. "Speechless, huh?" Miruko asks as she leans back over Mina, this time pressing down on the back of the pink heroine's knees as she lines up her cock with the entrance of her thoroughly sexually exhausted cunny. "Usually happens to all the horny sluts out there once they get to see what I'm working with." Rumi goes on to say before pushing the head of cock forward slightly, splitting Mina's pussy as she got ready to dive inside her. But before jumping inside her without a moment's notice, Miruko's eyes flash toward Mina's face. "Any second thoughts?" "Nope. Go for it!" Mina worked up the courage to say, giving Rumi to then rear back her hips slightly before plunging them forward, causing Mina to let out a moan that quickly filled the room as Miruko speared her cock deep inside of the pink heroine's excruciatingly tight pink pussy all the way to the point that her thick bulbous head slammed up against the entrance to Mina's womb. From there, Miruko wasted no effort laying waste to Mina's body. Surging her body back and forth as she brutally fucked the woman beneath her across her bed. Causing the metal frame of the mattress to nearly split and break due to how rough Rumi was being. But neither of them seemed to really care. As along with the sound of Mina's whorish moaning, the wet sounds of sex also loudly sounded out. At such a thing coming from her room of all places, Mina usually would've been embarrassed. But her mind at that point was so focused on the pleasure that the only thing she really cared about was Miruko's cock as it pumped in and out of her pussy, pushing her to have orgasm after orgasm as her toes and fingers curled into tight balls from the arousal traveling to every part of her body. Nearly overwhelming her on multiple occasions, enough to the point that her eyes almost rolled into the back of her head. Forcing her to have to put actual effort into keeping her mind focused on what was going on if she wanted to enjoy more of the pleasure that she was feeling. It was obvious at that point that even though this was the first time they were doing this, Mina was addicted to Miruko's cock. She knew she couldn't go back after having her pussy nearly reshaped to perfectly fit the grooves and different aspects of Rumi's member. Making the pink heroine all more happy with the fact that she would most likely continue to get this type of treatment once she was a fully-fledged member of Miruko's hero agency. And for the most part, Rumi seemed to be enjoying herself also. Whether it'd be due to Mina's quirk or if she was able to really force herself in there, Miruko was nearly able to glide her cock in and out of Mina's pussy, and all the while, she felt her cock as it was tightly squeezed and massaged by the inside of her cunny. Even though Miruko had intended on taking Mina into her hero agency for her abilities alone, her beautiful body and how it felt wrapped around her cock only solidified that fact to the point that she knew that it would be no mistake taking Mina on as one of her first sidekicks. Getting to work with such a beautiful and spunky woman with a body that was this good for fucking was something she would never regret. Then, slamming her hips forward in one final thrust, Miruko begins to cum, spraying the inside of Mina's pussy with a hot gooey layer of spunk that coats the interior walls of her cunny. "GOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH!!!!" Mina screams out as a result of Rumi's orgasm, pushing the pink heroine over the edge far enough that her folds spasm and twitch, clearly overwhelmed with pleasure, before spraying out one last orgasm that coats Miruko's thick member with her honey. Even though she had cum, Rumi still continued to grind her hips up against Mina's, making sure that her balls were drained completely before she let out a huff and began to slowly pull back, allowing a few spurts of her hot sticky cum to shoot out from the pink heroine's pussy. "Not bad, as first times go." Miruko pants, wiping some sweat off her forehead before climbing off of the bed. "Well, I guess I'll see at work, sidekick." Rumi comments with a sly smile, getting only a thumbs up from Mina in response, telling the rabbit-themed hero all she needed to know about how she was feeling. Nevertheless, Miruko cleaned herself up, tucking her member back into her costume before finally departing out the door, not before getting one last look at the pink heroine still lying exhausted on her bed; a small smile crept across her face as she looked upon her very first sidekick. Then, without further notice, she left. Making her way back down the hallway toward the elevator, however, Miruko's hero picked up the bated breath of someone watching her. But instead of turning to see who it was, Rumi only smiled, curious about who it was, but was more than content with waiting for the time being. If things turned out exactly as she hoped they would, the person watching her would approach her soon enough. ---- Another chapter down!~ I hope I can keep this train going long enough for all of you to be happy with it! 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Chapter 1 - The Announcement

Miruko sat looking outside her office window and down at the city streets below her. Purchasing a high-rise building like this wasn't hard. A hero like her had more than enough money in the bank to supply her. Still, in just a few moments, word would go out that she, the ever illusive number 5 hero of Japan, someone who spent almost the entirety of her hero career working alone, was starting her very own hero agency. She had to admit that even someone as bold as her couldn't help but feel anxious about what was going to happen next. Rumi always preferred to work alone. The general feeling she had toward others was that they would only get in the way. But now, she was opening herself up as someone willing to do just that, a slightly nerve-racking process, to say the least. Suddenly, however, the sound of a notification popping up on her computer caused her to turn around and face. And, sure enough.... 'MIRUKO OPENS A HERO AGENCY' The article coming from one of, if not Japan's most famous news agency. She couldn't exactly go back now, could she? Not even a few minutes later, though, the bunny-themed hero's phone rang, leading her to reach over and pick it up. "Hello, Nemuri." Miruko smiled into the phone, knowing full well who it was before she even picked it up. "How'd you know it was me?" The X-rated hero responds slyly. "Cause I know you've been waiting for this day for a VERY long time." "And who wouldn't be? Anyone who's anyone is always dying at the chance to work with you. And now that you've opened the floodgates," Midnight chuckles. "Honey, you've got your work cut out for you." "I know that. I'm not exactly new to this scene. Besides, I've got it all planned out." "Oh, do you now?" "Yes. I-" "How about we talk about this over drinks? We should celebrate such a monumental occasion." Midnight interrupts Miruko with an offer. Drinks didn't sound all that bad. After going through the stress of getting everything ready, the number 5 hero deserved a chance to wind down. "That.... Doesn't sound half bad." Miruko responds. "Great! We'll meet at Shinobi's at 8. I'll see if I can bring Takeyama also." Midnight says before quickly hanging up. Midnight, Mt. Lady, AND alchole? Oh, this was going to shape up to be quite the night. ---- "Gah! Get off my you pervy old hag!" "Oh, Yuyee, Relax! We're celebrating." Miruko watched the show before her. Not even a few minutes after they got their drinks, and Midnight was already getting touchy-feely. Along with that, she was pulling Mt. Lady in for a very close and intimate hug from the side, pressing the sides of their faces together in the process, much to Ms. Takeyama's displeasure. Rumi knew it was all good fun. If Yu wanted Nemuri off of her, she was more than capable of doing so. Still, it was all quite entertaining for Miruko to see. Two busty and attractive women pressed up against each other, not a half-bad sight if she had anything to say about it. They were lucky the place they were in offered private rooms, however. She had a feeling her announcement wouldn't even last a minute if a single picture of THE Midnight and Mt. lady in such an intimate position got out there. Finally shoving Midnight off of her, Yu Takeyama turns toward Miruko. "So, you really set on doing this, huh?" "Doing what?" "Starting a hero agency! I mean, we all heard the stories, the interviews, what have you. Miruko works alone. So I really have to ask, why the change?" "Eh, it's not really all that deep if that's what you're looking for." Miruko responds. "I just see the newest generation of wannabe heroes out there and figure they could use a guiding hand." Miruko explains. "Really?" Mt. Lady asks, looking unsure if she believes her fellow hero. "Really." Miruko emphasizes, wanting to make it clear. "I thought it was because you wanted to fuck 'em?" Midnight chirps up in what's felt like ages. "Nemuri!" Mt. Lady shouts, turning toward her friend while at the same time, Miruko nearly busts a gut from laughing. "What? You got to admit, the newest generation out there has been looking quite good, all things considered." Midnight defends herself. "I knew you were a pervert, but this is ridiculous." Mt. Lady shakes her head, face-palming as she hears her friend go on. "Well, she isn't exactly wrong." Miruko admits after managing to calm down her laughter, this time causing Yu to turn toward her while Midnight herself laughs up a storm. "Are you kidding me?! That whole thing about wanting to train the newer generation, and you just want to end up screwing them?!" Mt. Lady exclaims. But before Miruko could respond, Mt. Lady's quickly swept up into another sideways hug from Midnight, who presses her flush face up against her co-workers. "C'mon, Yuyee, don't be such a prude. Everyone fucks everyone in this industry. And those sidekicks aren't different." Midnight says. "Besides, you say you've heard stories about Miruko here, but you can't tell me you haven't heard of those OTHER stories." "N-No, n-not really." Mt. Lady responds, even though her face begins to slowly grow red. "Well, to put things lightly, our friend here," Midnight gestures over toward Miruko. "Is a certified fucking stud." Nemuri says, causing Yu's face to grow an even hotter shade of red. "Please, Nemuri, you don't have to flatter me." Miruko chuckles, holding up a hand to stop her but making it more than evident that she didn't mind if she went on. "It's true, it's totally true, though. Every slut who has had the fortune of finding themselves in such a close position to her has only had good things to say." Midnight explains before adding, "Myself included." "Oh, Yuyee." Nemuri smiles into the side of Yu's face while glancing an eye over at Miruko. "Don't tell me you aren't, at the very least, curious." Slightly overwhelmed by it all. Mt. Lady shifts her gaze downwards as she struggles to find the right words before finally saying, "I might be." Obviously a little embarrassed to say such words. "Then, in that case, why not give her a show?" Midnight asks before turning Mt. Lady's face toward her and pulling her in for a kiss. It was slow. Yu was clearly taken off guard by the turn of events that had presented themselves. However, as the X-rated hero continued to kiss her, she soon found herself falling into the rhythm. Their lips soon working together in a fluid motion of intimacy before Midnight found herself growing so bold as to stick her tongue into Mt. Lady's mouth, causing the latter of the two to let out a small chirp, but still, she didn't pull away. Miruko was enjoying every second of this. Seeing two honestly attractive women mack on each other like there was no tomorrow sent shivers of pleasure throughout her body, all leading eventually to her crotch, which strained tightly in the confines of her pants. Finally, when the both of them seemed to have enough, they parted, revealing a strand of saliva still connecting their lips before they both turned toward the only other person in the room. "How was that, darling? Good enough of a show for you?" Midnight asks, while Mt. Lady huffs and pants exhaustedly next to her, hearts clearly able to be seen in both of their eyes. In response to her question, a sly grin begins to grow across Miruko's face. ---- Rumi sat back, letting out a groan of pleasure as her gaze fixated itself on the two women between her legs. Working on the shaft, Midnight eagerly bobbed her head up and down Rumi's cock, savoring every single part of it as the head of the massive member teased the entrance of her throat. Simultaneously, with an albeit more cautious expression, Mt. Lady sucks on one of Miruko's thick balls, slurping on the orb and causing the cum inside it to churn warmly. "Damn, of all ways to get you two to work together for once." Miruko smiles, biting her lower lip to stifle another groan from leaving her lips. It was honestly quite the sight to see the two heroine rivals working together, and it all came down to them sucking her thick cock. Rumi would've laughed if she wasn't already dealing with pleasure currently coursing through her veins. Pulling out one of Miruko's balls from her mouth with a satisfying pop, Mt. Lady says, "I always told her that she'd be a great cocksucker." Turning Midnight's once lustful expression into one of slight annoyance before her gaze turns toward her fellow hero. "In that case," Midnight starts, pulling Miruko's member out from her mouth as her hand suddenly seizes Yu's back the back of her hair. "I'm always happy to give you a few pointers!" Nemuri says prior to slamming Mt. Lady's mouth over Rumi's cock, spearing her cock all the way down her throat, leading to her letting out a gargled cry in response while her nose is pressed up against Miruko's toned waist. "First things first, the little enemy that is your gag reflex." Midnight starts, still maintaining her iron grip on Mt. Lady's head, as she transitions over to slamming her head up and down Miruko's cock. Causing the blonde heroine to gag and retch up a storm, obviously struggling to take such a big cock down her throat like how Nemuri was forcing her to. "I'm sorry to say, darling, but the only real way to get past is with plenty of practice." Midnight says, not missing a beat while using Mt. Lady's throat like a sex toy around Miruko's cock. "Luckily, however, it seems we have a stud right here to help us. Don't we?" Nemuri continues, glancing up at Rumi. "Keep me out of this." Miruko chuckles under her breath, content to let the X-rated heroine do her work. Getting in the middle of the rivalry between those two would be far more dangerous than dealing with any villain out there. And besides, she fully trusted Nemuri not to push things too far. Yu wasn't all that far off from the truth when she said that Midnight would be a great cocksucker. In reality, she was one of the best. For a while, they just keep going like that. Midnight's hand firmly placed on the back of Mt. Lady's head as she slam fucked her face over Miruko's member. All the while, Yu struggles endlessly as her throat is penetrated by Rumi's overwhelming big cock, continuing to gag and retch loudly while also coating her member with a healthy layering of spit and flem. Once enough time had passed, however, Midnight finally pulled Mt. Lady's head off of Rumi's cock. "Hmmmm, not bad, but not exactly great either." Nemuri comments while looking at the gigantification hero's nearly dazed expression. "You fucking bitch...." Mt. Lady slurs as her mind slowly starts to come back to her from the dizzy mess that it was after having it slammed up and down so vigorously. But before Yu can catch a break, Midnight slams her head back down onto Miruko's crotch. "Next lesson, then!" Nemuri chirps, but instead of yanking Mt. Lady's head up and down, she, instead opts to keep her face firmly pressed up against Rumi's toned waist. Allowing the number 5 hero to really feel Yu's warm and wet throat wrapped around her cock like a tight vice. "One thing I learned early on is that you can have a nearly non-existent gag reflex and still suck cock like a 500 yen whore if you don't know how to properly breathe." Midnight explains, continuing not to let up for a single second even as Mt. Lady's slightly panicked, gurgled cries find themselves crawling out from her throat while her face and eyes begin to grow red from the lack of oxygen. "A small tip, darling, breathe through your nose." Midnight whispers into Mt. Lady's ear, and, funnily enough, she begins to do just that. While quite clearly a more than difficult thing to do, given how big Miruko's cock was, with enough effort, Yu begins to sharply exhale and inhale out of her nose while Rumi's member was still lodged down her throat. "Humming also really ENHANSES the experience." Nemuri comments, however, the only movement coming from Mt. Lady's throat was sharp and short spasms as she struggled to maintain her maw around such a big cock. "See? Not so hard, right? Now let's see you put everything I taught you together." Midnight chirps before her grip on Yu's tightens tenfold, and she begins to slowly drag her head up and off Miruko's cock. But then, right as only the head remained stuck in her maw, Nemuri slammed her head back down, spearing Rumi's cock right back down her throat once again. From there, the X-rated heroine showed no mercy, even less so than before. She practically worked Yu's head into a blur due to how fast she was pulling and pushing her head up and down Miruko's member, going at a dizzying speed that seemed to be extreme even by Midnight's own dominant nature. Throughout it all, though, Miruko loved every single second of it. Mt. Lady's throat fit around her cock like a glove, squeezing and squirming around it in all the best ways the number 5 hero of Japan could ever possibly dream of. It was well and truly a delight, getting to such a point that eventually, Rumi was unable to take much more. "You might want to get her ready...." Miruko groans, smiling and biting her bottom lip as her peak soon approaches. "Ah! You hear that, Yuyee? Our stud here is about to shoot all that hot and sticky spunk down your throat. Are you ready?" Midnight asks Mt. Lady in a mocking tone, with the only response she manages to get being a particularly loud cough and a middle finger from the throat-filled heroine. "Ah! Here it comes." Miruko groans before her cock finally unleashes a title wave of cum, something which happens just as Midnight slams Mt. Lady's head down one more time, pressing her head down as far as it could go, leaving Yu's eyes to suddenly go wide as she feels load after load of cum shoot directly down her throat and into her stomach. Slowly, though, Nemuri begins to ease Mt. Lady's head upwards, allowing Rumi's cock to blast off waves of thick cum across the heroine's tongue before eventually pulling her head off her cock entirely, letting a few final blasts spray across her face. At the same time, with her throat now free of the thing clogging it, almost immediately Yu takes in greedy gasps of air before she's finally fully released from Midnight's grasp, letting her fall into a deep coughing fit. "Now, would you look at that? It seems you aren't a half-bad cock sucker yourself, Yuyee." Midnight mocks Mt. Lady, who, with red and watery eyes, only glares back at Nemuri with a mixture of hatred and that usual bitter rivalry that had grown so much in their relationship. And yet, the X-rated heroine seemed unperturbed by such a look, choosing to let out a sly chuckle before rising to her feet and straddling Miruko's waist. "Well then, while you sit there and catch your breath," Nemuri starts. "You can watch me give this stud here the ride of her life." She finishes as she presses the head of Rumi's cock up against the entrance to her now exposed soaking wet pussy. "That is, if your up to it?" Midnight asks, turning to look down at the bunny-themed heroine. Almost instantly, Miruko seizes Midnight by the back of her hair with one hand, pulling her head back while she uses the other to grab hold of the heroine by her plump hips. "That a question you even need to ask?" Miruko smirks. "Big cock AND a big personality, what's not to love about you?" Midnight remarks before pushing her hips down, pressing the head of Miruko's cock into her folds until they finally part, allowing entrance as she sinks her hips down further and further, eliciting a sharp moan out past her lips. At the same time, Rumi herself pulled her down faster via the grip she had on her hips. Only stopping until their bodies finally met. "You ready?" Miruko asks. "Oh, darling, the moment I first heard about you, I was- OH MY!" Midnight's words are lost as Rumi begins to viciously thrust her hips upwards, quickly spearing her cock deep inside the X-rated heroine in a brutal, aroused fashion. Not that Nemuri seemed to mind. Moans and all sorts of sounds soon begin to come out of her as Miruko uses her muscled thighs to power fuck her cock into the deepest parts of her pussy. Miruko's quirk was that she had attributes like a rabbit. So, suffice it to say that the number 5 hero of Japan was able to fuck like one too. Pumping her body in such a way that completely reshaped the inside of Midnight's pussy to fit the mold of her cock as it repeatedly bashed up against the entrance to her womb. Her body was nearly like a machine. Ruthless, no signs of slowing down in the least. It was like Miruko was made for fucking just as much as she was meant to be a hero. Both things she enjoyed endlessly and all the enjoyable perks that came alongside them. Ironically enough, both avenues of her life allowed her to get into the pants of plenty of women out there. However, with someone like Midnight, there was just something so honed and trained about it. Nemuri Kayama didn't get the nick of the X-rated hero for nothing. And even though she didn't jump into the bed of anyone who was willing, those she did have fun with only had good things to say, and Miruko was no different. Her pussy was so tight, and yet, it also allowed Rumi to go as hard as she wanted. Pounding upwards into her snatch in such a fast manner, causing her thick full balls to pound up against her while her fat tits danced in her face. Most, if not everything, about Midnight was perfect by Miruko's own description. She was just an ideal lay in all the circumstances out there. And it seemed, for the most part, that Midnight felt the same way about Rumi. Nothing but constant screams and moans left her lips every time the bunny-themed hero swung her hips upwards to meet the X-rated ones. Her thick, fat member pressing all the right buttons and going to all the perfect places inside Nemuri's body. Leading to her pussy being nothing but a sopping wet mess of nectar and fluids as orgasm after orgasm flew out of her. But, unbeknownst to the duo, as they went at it, Mt. Lady watched everything. Her face was a hot shade of burning red from how Midnight had treated her and the sight currently presented to her. Mainly, her gaze found itself locked on Miruko's fat member as it pounded up into Nemuri's pussy. She had grown quite intimate with it when Midnight used to batter around the inside of her throat, but seeing it actually penetrate a pussy, her own crotch couldn't help but find itself growing more and more wet. However, stronger than her feeling of arousal was the bitter hatred she had for the dark-haired heroine. The previous actions that she had committed were something Yu knew could not go unpunished, or, at the very least, respond to in kind in a way that would leave the X-rated heroine just as much of a mess as she was when her mouth was finally free of Miruko's fat cock. And as she continued to observe the duo, an idea came to form inside of her mind. Back with Miruko and Midnight, they both seemed like they could go at it forever. Not even caring if the sounds they were making managed to reach the area outside. "Give it to me! Give it to me harder!" Midnight moans while bucking her hips back down against Rumi's. "If you insist." Miruko says through gritted teeth before her body goes into overdrive, moving even faster than before as she pounds up into Nemuri's pussy, making the latter of the two's moaning reach an even higher pitch before it suddenly goes beyond that as Mt. Lady, in attempt to throw her off, begins to rim viciously and vigorously rim her winking asshole with a fiery passion. It was unexpected, to both of them, especially to Midnight, who was already grappling with an insane world of pleasure via Miruko's thick, rock-hard cock pounding her pussy like there was no tomorrow. But now, having her rear being teased by Mt. Lady's tongue, which was far above anything she was looking for. In the end, Yu's efforts caused an orgasm that practically threw itself out of her. "Ooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!" Nemuri screams, her eyes nearly rolling into the back of her head. And yet, through it all, the bunny-themed hero still continued to thrust up into her. Even though she herself had been pushed over that edge, Rumi herself and yet to cum herself, and so, along with Mt. Lady, they both continued what they were doing, much to the loose and few hanging threads of mental stability Midnight had left. It only seemed to get worse for the X-rated heroine as Miruko's pounding sped up even further, going far and beyond anything any average human could possibly do and leading straight into the superhuman territory of things, turning an already pleasurable experience into an almost brain melting activity. But, Rumi's thrusting all had to least somewhere, and it did, as with one final thrust up, deep into Midnight's pussy, Miruko's cock began to unload. Shooting hot loads of spunk deep inside Nemruri's pussy, coating her interior walls with the fluid and nearly filling her up entirely to the point that it almost began to leak out past her sensitive folds. Rumi soon released the sexually broken hero from her grasp, letting her fall to the ground with a glazed yet also pleasured look on her face. The sign of another conquest in her book. Scrambling to look over her fallen friend, however, Mt. Lady looks down smugly at her and says, "How's that for a lesson!?" Obviously proud of her successful attempt to get back at Midnight. However, the only thing she gets in response is a happy gurgling sound as Nemuri's tongue hangs out the side of her mouth. But once her adrenaline begins to come down, she lets out a huff before wiping some of her spit off of her face. "Guess that's that, then." "Not exactly." Miruko responds, causing Yu to turn toward her and see the number 5 pro hero of Japan standing over her with a raging erection and a lustful smile still on her face. ---- "Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck!" Mt. Lady screams out as she's held in a full nelson, tightly trapped in Rumi's arms while she swings her cock up into her asshole. Spearing and skewering it deep inside her with each and every repeated thrust aimed up into her. Showing just as much mercy as she did to Midnight a few moments prior, which wasn't all that much. The muscular heroine's body flexed as her muscles worked with such utter power fucking Yu's more plump and tender one. Moving at an insanely fast and brutal pace, quickly overwhelmed the heroine in her arms, who was only left to scream and howl up a storm as the pleasure stemming from her fat cock tore through her body like a bolt of lightning. Some might've considered it extreme. Bursting two times prior and then going at it again. But Miruko was more than capable of going for as long as she wanted. And she only thought it would be fair considering the treatment she gave to Nemuri. Rumi could feel Yu's nails digging into her back while she moaned. The pleasure, already more than enough for any average person, melted her brain into a wet sludge. Not that the gigantification hero really seemed to mind. "Oh, fuck me! Fuck me just like that!" She seemed to be enjoying herself quite a lot. The pure wetness from her pussy more than attested to that as Miruko plugged her cock deep into her rear. The number 5 hero's cum filled balls clapped over Mt. Lady's pussy, stimulating her more than she already was. And yet, she kept going, fucking the plump, beautiful woman in her arms like there was nothing else going on in her life. If more stuff like this happened after her announcement got further into the public space, then she should've opened her own hero agency sooner. This was the first time Miruko had ever really gotten a chance to go at it with Mt. Lady. Midnight was someone she was accustomed to and more than welcomed, but Yu, she was meaning to have a go at her tightly spandex-covered ass from the moment she first appeared on the scene, showing it off to the public for show. Rumi was sure that countless people out there would KILL to be in the position she was in right now, or even to just be in the room to watch her fuck such a fantastic feeling butt and watch how it wrapped around her cock like a vice and how it almost tried to milk her member with each animalistic thrust she threw up into it. Something which only emboldened her to go even harder than before. "FFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK! You're going to break me in half!" Mt. Lady screams while her eyes begin to slowly roll into the back of her head. But throughout it all, Miruko didn't back down. She continued to power through, going past her limit in all the ways that she ever could. In a way, she went, 'plus ultra.' And then, with one final thrust up, deep into Mt. Lady's ass, Miruko begins to unload, shooting hot loads of spunk deep inside the heroine in her arms. All the while, a veritable tide of fluids shoots out of Yu's pussy, spraying down onto the floor below as Rumi's balls twitch in pleasure. Resting her face up against Mt. Lady's hair, Miruko inhaled the calming scent before slowly lowering Yu down to the floor, placing her directly next to Midnight, who herself still seemed utterly wiped out. For a moment, Rumi gazes upon her work before letting out a satisfied sigh. This day went a whole lot better than she had ever expected. She thought it was going to be almost entirely full of endless amounts of stress regarding her announcement, but after her time with Midnight and Mt. Lady, things didn't seem to be all bad. Sitting back down, Rumi reaches over and grabs a bottle of saki before proceeding to drink half of its contents down in one fell gulp. Once done, she shifted and turned to look out a nearby window at the night sky. Things were going to change. That much was certain to her. It'd be a lot of work also, countless amounts of paperwork, but the more she thought about it, the more she realized she wouldn't have to do it alone. However, pulling her from her thoughts, a waitress in her mid-20s suddenly enters the room carrying another bottle of saki. "Hello! I hope I'm not intruding on anything. I just bought refills if anyones.... Interested...." Her voice trails off as she gets a look at the scene before her. Three half-naked heroines, both filled to the brim with cum, while one sported the cock that most likely filled them in the first place, the sight alone causing her face to burn a hot shade of red. "Omigosh! I'm so sorry, I'll-" "Wait!" Miruko cuts through her words just before she can leave. "Why don't you join us?" Rumi asks as a sly smile grows across her face. ---- And thus, it starts!~ I don't know how long this is going to be, but I really want to make it a thing. There are going to be plenty of chapters if I can help it, so look forward to that in the future. In the meantime, if there are any girls from the BNHA world out there that you want to see me include sooner rather than later, don't be afraid to suggest them!~

Chapter 1 - You'll Understand After You Read

Finally, after a winter that seemed to stretch for far too long, Gotham entered spring. A personal favorite of Batgirl's, AKA Barbara Gordon. As she glid and leaped from rooftop to rooftop, she couldn't help but breathe in deeply and enjoy the almost perfect weather. During the hotter seasons, even at night, trying to patrol while wearing a relatively heavy set of gear was unbearable. And while the colder seasons were somewhat better, for some odd reason, Barbara couldn't help but always catch a bit of a chill, which was quite annoying. So, in this brief respite, Barbara enjoyed it as much as she could. To make matters even better, for once, Gotham seemed to be fairly quiet that night. No costumed thugs or supervillains out on the prowl, circumstances that were usually to die for given her usual line of work. However, as she glided over to a roof overlooking a nearby bank, a wave of apprehension couldn't help but pass over and through the caped vigilante, making her stand on edge as she looked down at the city street below. Even though living in the city that she did was a perfectly understandable reason why she might feel this way, for some reason, on this day in particular, Barbara couldn't help but feel a sense of deep and forboding dread that seemed to overtake the usual feelings of fear that passed through her on a regular basis. From what she remembered, she didn't really have anything going on that day. April 1st, a perfectly averge and normal day. And for some reason, Barbara felt like she should be anywhere else besides where she was now. It was a confusing feeling, and one she tried to shake off, and yet it continued to stick to her, honestly concerning her more than anything else as she tried to clear her mind. "All units, we have reports of Harley Quinn being spotted in Amusement Mile. Until further assistance arrives, remain out of the area until the situation is handled." Batgirl jumps as the police radio in her cowl crackles to life. Ah, maybe this would help clear her mind a little bit, taking down Harley Quinn. Compared to the Joker, it was a threat Barbara knew for herself that she could handle. And so, pulling out her grappling hook, she fired it off and began her journey toward the area where the villainess had been spotted. ---- Touching down in Amusement Mile, Barbara took the time to look at the area surrounding her. It wasn't her favorite place for obvious reasons. Still, as her gaze shifted around the empty area, she was confused as to how she was going to find Harley in a place that, for the most part, looked completely abandoned. That is until she began to hear something, something that sounded like.... Music? Rounding a corner, Batgirl came face to face with what looked like some sort of funhouse, the usual kind you'd see in random pop-up circuses that appeared around the summer. However, instead of being a place fit for fun and imagination, like the rest of the Amusement Mile, it looked like it was barely held together with tape and glue. Something that, for all intents and purposes, Barbara wouldn't have paid any mind to if it wasn't for the carney music coming from the inside of it. But most strikingly was the fact that there seemed to be some sort of light inside. Its beam bobbed and weaved through the air at her, almost like a flashlight trying to signal something. However, as she took a step closer, the light suddenly flicked off, and Barbara was left with nothing but that same sense of foreboding dread that had begun to haunt her the moment she first put her costume on to go out on patrol. Checking her surroundings, Batgirl remained cautious, unwilling to move from her current spot. It reeked of a trap, an obvious one at that. However, seeing as this seemed the perfect place for Harley to hitch up, Barbara ignored that nagging feeling inside herself that told her to radio for backup and made her way forward toward the front door. At the same time, she noticed the bright pink light peering out from under the doorframe. "Ok, then. Let's see what we're working with here." Barbara mutters to herself as she reaches out a hand and pushes the door open, and sure enough, her eyes are instantly assaulted with a blinding bright neon light that seems to shoot out the moment she pushes the door open. However, once her eyes settled, she noticed something rather striking. That being, unlike the outside of the establishment, the inside of the funhouse seemed to be pretty well put together. And as she got a good look around, she found that the first attraction of the house appeared to be what looked like a maze of mirrors, concerning her vigilante crime-fighting instincts as past experiences within areas such as these always led to some freak hiding behind one of the mirrors and jumping out at her. However, as she began to make her way through, nothing seemed to be out of the ordinary, just regular mirrors and nothing else. But just as she was starting to write this part off as some sort of weird gimmick before things got more dangerous, Batgirl finally looked at herself in one of the mirrors, and much to her horror, she quickly realized that these weren't just any normal mirrors. As she peered at herself, she saw that instead of reflecting her normal reflection, it showed herself standing there completely naked, all except for her cowl, which still covered her face. It was horrifying, yet all the while fascinating at the exact same time. It captured everything, everything from her built frame to her tight and perky breasts and her fairly shaved-down cunny, all the way down to each and every little scar that she got when she first started crime fighting.  "The Hell...." Batgirl says as she looks at herself, her reflection looking just as horrified as she did. "How the Hell was she able to pull something like this off?" Barbara wonders to herself as her horror turns into confusion as she gets a closer look. Was it some sort of screen? No, it couldn't be. Rearing back a hand, the vigilante brought a fist forward hard into the surface, causing it to crack but not show any sign of it being a screen. And to even add credence to the fact that it wasn't some sort of screen was the fact that no matter how hard she looked, Batgirl couldn't spot a single camera, let alone one that would be able to capture the angle the mirror was showing her now. It had to be an illusion, some sort of sick trick. But to be fair, as Batgirl reared her hand back again and brought her fist up against the mirror, actually managing to shatter it this time like the mirror it seemed to be, she realized that's all it was, a mirror. She had faced enough horrible foes to keep her from turning back now, even though the fact that the mirror revealed her naked body was sufficient room to make her more than uncomfortable. And so, with a slight amount of trepidation and hesitation lurking within the confines of her heart, Batgirl turned on her heel and continued to make her way through the maze of mirrors, all the while trying to ignore the fact that she was currently seeing herself naked in each and every one of the reflections. Eventually, though, she found the exit, a swift relief for the vigilante as she moved out of the previous area to what looked like a narrow staircase leading upward. However, rather than walking up them all willy-nilly, Barbara knew better than to do something like that and instead opted to slowly raise her foot to the first and tap it just to check and see if it was hollow underneath. And sure enough, when she brought her foot down, the sound of an empty space beneath the step rang out in her ears, making Barbara smirk as she moved her foot to the next step and found it to be normal. Then, from there, she slowly made her way up, checking each step until she reached the top of the staircase, but just as she stepped up to the final ledge, the floor was suddenly pulled out underneath her, causing her to fall before the floor suddenly slammed back into her neck. Luckily, thanks to the armoring in her cowl, when it slammed into her, it didn't crush her neck; however, what it instead did was leave her locked in place as the sounds of familiar giggling filled her ears. Oh, God. "Harley?!" Batgirl struggled, trying to wiggle herself free from her current situation, but was ultimately unable to as she listened on in horror. Harley's giggling soon turned into laughter before her laughter was joined by the laughter of what sounded like countless other voices before she felt what felt like dozens of pairs of hands begin to grope at her body. "Hey! Stop!" She shouts angrily as she tries to fight off the hands as they rub at her crotch and grope at her tits through her costume before her hands and legs are held in place she suddenly feels as her utility belt is torn from her person before it was followed up by every other possible piece of equipment located on her body. And to make an already horrible situation even worse, she feels the sharp edge of a knife press into her tummy, leaving her to expect the worst. However, what instead ends up happening is that the parts of her costume covering her crotch and tits are cut away. "Fucking! Damn it!" Batgirl practically screams as she then feels more hands begin to grope at her bare breasts, pinching her nipples and gripping tightly at her tit meat, while below, more digits fought to rub and finger at her pussy before the laughter that seemed to fill every part of the room increased in volume, worrying Barbara and for good reason, as the caped vigilante suddenly feels something large and bulbous slowly get pushed inside her pussy. "NO!" Batgirl screams as a surge of adrenaline passes through her, giving herself enough strength to kick herself free and actually manage to pull herself up from the trap floor. "Gah!" Batgirl screams as she throws herself forward, quickly turning back around just in time to see the floor she just fell through quickly close back up. Although, looking down at herself, the majority of her attention was instead switched toward the massive dildo that now found itself jammed up inside her pussy. "Oh, fuck!" Batgirl curses under her breath as she reaches out and grabs the toy, the forced movement of which causes her to cringe, but she nevertheless powers through the sensations that come when she slowly starts pulling it out until she is able to finally toss it to the side in disgust. "More where that came from, batbitch!" A familiar, annoying voice rings out through a speaker above her as Barbara turns to look at a speaker connected to some sort of camera system. "Was hopin' for one of the younger ones, but I'm still glad I was able to catch a slut like you." Harley rings out before laughing. "The Hell is this Harley?!" Batgirl shouts out angrily, raising both of her hands to cover her now naked body as she stands there nervously in what appears to be some sort of foyer room. From her position, she also watches as the staircase she just came up from quickly closes up, cutting off any escape from where she came as she now stands there in complete and utter uncharted territory. "I already told you! Just a taste of some of the fucked up shit I got cooked up for you! Hope you weren't planning on doing anything later, cuz' this is gonna be a LONG night for ya!" Harley's voice rings out before falling into a fit of laughter, getting even further on Barbara's nerves as she stands there, her most private places only being covered up by her hands and arms. Thinking quickly, Barbara tried to use her comms. Harley was bad, maybe not as bad as the Joker. But never at any point was she THIS bad. And in this case, she needed backup, fast. "Batgirl to base. Batgirl to base! Does anybody read me?!" Nothing but static, the sound only deepened Barbara's dread as she heard Harley fall into another fit of laughter. "Did ya' really think I wouldn't figure out a way to cut out ya comms? Jeez, batbitch, I hate to say it, but maybe the smarts do lie with the boys of the group." Harley laughed, making Barbara grit her teeth as she turned to survey her current surroundings. OK, so radioing for backup is a no-go. That's fine, she's handled worse situations than these by herself before. All she had to do was remain as careful as she usually was, especially as she rounded a corner and found herself in some sort of hallway. 5 total doors, two on either side and one on the end. "And here we are!" Harley announces. "The main meat of the game. You see, batbitch, what you're going to have to do here is simply choose one of these doors to go through and go through it. Simple, right? Well, I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but as you'll soon find, the games I've got cooked up for you aren't as easy as they seem." Harley explains before, once again, falling into another fit of laughter. Looking at the 5 doors before her, Barbara thought about it in the most logical way possible and approached the door on the far side of the hall. However, once she made her way over, she found it to be locked with 4 separate locks. "Damn it." She breathes out, frustrated. Alright, maybe she wasn't going to be able to bullshit her way out of this. So, taking a step back, Barbara took stock of the four doors before her. Given how things had gone so far, it didn't take long for her to figure that this was only going to be the tip of the proverbial iceberg in terms of things to come. And so, with enough hesitation in her heart to leave anyone in a lost stupor, she looks to her right and opens the door to complete and total darkness. "C'mon, Batbitch! Get in there already!" Harley's voice rings out from the speaker. "And don't even think of activating any sort of night vision shit, 'cause I got sensors in each of these rooms which will detect it." Harley's voice calls out again, causing Batgirl to sigh. Of all times for Harley to start thinking just a little bit more about her schemes. Making her way forward, Batgirl tried to feel her way around, only to find that the room she was in was completely empty, giving her some semblance of hope that this might not be as bad as she was thinking. However, as the lights in the room suddenly turned on, it proved to be quite the opposite, as going across each part of the walls around her were a series of a pattern of holes, that is, one low and two others above at roughly around the same height. "Huh, so this room? Not really the one I would've gone for, but I guess that's alright! Not that I really mind myself, either." Harley's voice calls out from a speaker behind Barbara, something she sees as she turns around and, sure enough, notices how it's also connected to another camera. "Alright, Batbitch! Here's the deal, we're going to be playing a little game, a guessing game." Harley announces as from each of the bottom holes in the room pops out a cock, each long in its length and twitching slightly. "The H-Hell?!" Barbara says, spinning on her heel as she sees that in total, there were around 20 to 30 members primed and ready for whatever she was about to be forced to do. "Harley!" She shouts, obviously resistant toward whatever this was all aiming to be. "Relax! You're smart, right? All you have to do is find the right ding-dong, that being mine!" Harley announces. "Now, being the woman you are, I'm sure you're pretty doubtful of your skills to figure something like this out, but being one of the only girls in a boy's club, I'm sure you can use some of your skills to figure out the difference between me from my girls." Oh, Hell no. Hell fucking no. No fucking way was Barbara going to do something like this. Sucking a multitude of cocks just to see which one was Harley's? No way! "Harley! You don't really believe I'm going to do something like this, do you?" Batgirl calls out. Harley might've been crazy, but by no means was she crazy enough that she would be able to get her to do this. "Oh, Batbitch. What's with all the hesitation? It's just you, me, and my girls. Oh! And this hostage of ours." Harley's voice rings out before a sudden screen turns on the other side of the room, revealing blurry and hard-to-see footage of a naked woman, her face and head covered by a hood. However, what stood out the most to the vigilante was the fact that she was covered in cum, with most of the sticky white fluid leaking out from her pussy and asshole, with an extra sprinkling of it going across her tits for good measure. Along with that, her tits seemed to be groped raw, with her nipples standing on edge as her body also seemed to be riddled with bruises and swat marks. "All you just need to do is get through the house, and you and our little guest here will be released!" Harley announces, only deepening the bottomless hatred Batgirl had for her at that point. "You're a monster, Harley. Even Joker wouldn't stoop this low." Batgirl growls, gritting her teeth as she continues watching the footage. "Aw, Batbitch, you don't even know how flattering it is to hear you say that." Harley gushes. "NOW SHUT THE FUCK UP AND GET TO SUCKIN' ALREADY!" She suddenly shouts, and given that she really has no other choice, Batgirl is forced to comply as the footage of the woman suddenly turns off, leaving her to focus only on her task. Getting a better look at each of the members, she saw that each and every one of them was pale white, obviously meant to match Harley's own skin, making an already difficult task even harder for her as she tried to steady herself. If Harley was playing along with the rules of the game, which most likely she was, since it was pretty obvious that someone like Harley wouldn't pass up the chance to get Batgirl to suck her off, then all she had to do was pick the right member, and she'd get the key piece for the door. Still, that didn't make the fact that she still had to do this any easier as she let out a huff from her lips before kneeling down before one of the cocks. Like the rest inside the room, the one that Barbara had chosen was long, standing a staggering 14 inches of solid fuck meat. "And don't even think about giving out a handy unless you want our little mutual friend of ours to receive a few more markings for good measure.~" Harley sings, causing Batgirl to grit her teeth together as she stared down the head of the fuck rod before her. "Whatever, just get it over with already!" Batgirl tells herself mentally as she gets her face closer to it, giving her the chance to watch as a pearly drop of pre begins to ooze out from the head and drip down to the floor. "Oh, God...." Batgirl groaned under her breath, but still, after working herself up, she slowly opened her mouth and moved her head forward, taking the head of the cock into her maw. Almost instantly, Barbara's senses were assaulted with a disgusting musky taste, which was only amplified by the precum that now pooled across her tongue. Her mind screamed at her to pull away, to spit out any of the fluid that was slowly making its way down her throat, but throughout it all, she remained determined as she began to slowly move her head back and forth, taking the member into her mouth in thick meaty strokes of her mouth. Her efforts of which cause the cock to twitch slightly, giving Batgirl some semblance of hope that this degrading task would be over sooner rather than later. However, as nothing comes up, she's left heartbroken to continue her task as she slowly tries to blow the cock before her. "Just imagine it as literally anybody else." Batgirl thinks to herself as she tries to think back romantic evening she spent with past partners, something that seemed to do the trick at least somewhat. However.... "Damn! Told ya, ya wouldn't be half bad at suckin' cock!" Harley's voice from the speaker breaks any sort of mental illusion she could've tried to make herself as she's bought back to what she's doing, forced to suck cock in some kind of fucked up horny fun house built by none other than Harley Quinn herself. The thought alone was enough to cause her to bring her teeth down and through the cock head, currently exploring all the parts of her mouth. But given the fact that there was also a hostage, the vigilante thought twice about doing that. Still, the temptation was there as she continued to move her head up and down in an increasingly rapid manner and still got nothing for it. "Although, maybe you could use a little help." Harley's voice ponders as unbeknownst to Barbara, a pair of hands and arms slowly snake their way out from the pair of holes above the one the cock she currently came out from, and slowly but surely, they made their way downward until they were mere inches away from Batgirl's bobbing head. Then, once they were close enough, they suddenly grabbed hold of her head via her cowl's ears and proceeded to pull Barbara's head all the way down the member, spearing the rest of the muscle she had been avoiding all the way down her gullet in one thick stroke of movement, more than catching the vigilante in question off guard as her eyes suddenly go wide, and she presses both of her hands up against the wall to try and pull herself free. However, the person on the other side of the wall took the chance to loosen her grip and give her some slack, only to tighten it once again and pull her head all the way back down. "GLGK! GLKGLK! GLKGLK! GLGLKLK!" Barbara gurgles helplessly as her throat is fucked repeatedly by the member currently violating it. Her efforts to get herself free were ultimately worthless, leaving her at the complete and utter mercy of the woman on the other side of the wall. By no means was Barbara experienced in using her throat. Even in her aforementioned past sexual experiences, none of that even came close to the throat bashing she was currently receiving as it seemed to just drag on and on and on and on and on until, with one final pull, the hands currently controlling the movement of her head suddenly pull her down as far as she could go down before beginning to unload. The salty payload was fired directly down her throat in thick globby blasts of cum that seemed to coat both the inside of her throat AND mouth. "GLKG! LGKKL! GLKK! GLKkkkk...." Batgirl bangs on the wall as her face begins to slowly go red from the lack of oxygen. Still, before she can pass out, the hands finally release her, allowing the vigilante to suddenly pull her head back, not before receiving one blast of goo across her cowled features as she gasps for air she desperately needed. And while coughing up bits of cum, Batgirl quickly turns her attention back toward the hole in the wall. Only for it to suddenly seal up. "Uh oh, Batbitch! It looks like, in this case, ya ended up choosin' wrong! Although, I'm sure SHE didn't mind." Harley's voice rings out, nearly making Barbara scream out in fury. "Harley, when I find you. I'm going to do to you what Batman should've done to the Joker long ago." Batgirl's voice drips with venom as she kneels there. "Oh, I look forward to it. Now, if you don't mind. You have plenty of cocks to get through before you find the key to that door." Harley mocks back. Despite all the things Harley was at that moment, she was still right. Looking around at all the other members currently surrounding her, Batgirl had a long night of sucking ahead of her, no matter if she wanted to or not. And so, after letting out a shuddery breath that held back an endless barrage of curses aimed toward her current captor, Batgirl turned and picked another cock out from the lot. This time, however, any sort of reservations she might've had previously were tossed to the side as the only thing she was looking for was the damn key. And thus, as such, Batgirl quickly got to work sucking on the next cock, moving her head up and down the member at a much faster extent than she did previously, partially due to the hope that she could get through this quicker and also due to the fact that she didn't want to get throat fucked again. "Oooh! Look at you, eager beaver! Seems that you're now finally gettin' the picture." Harley's voice mocks as Batgirl continues to suck. Through her cowl, it was clear to see the deep and powerful glare she carried as she tried her hardest to get the member in her mouth off, at the same time, still grimacing and cringing each time she felt the muscle twitch while it was trapped by her lips. Despite her increased efforts however, the result stayed the same as before. The cock itself just seemed unwilling to cum no matter how hard Batgirl sucked on it, twirled her tongue around it, or did anything remotely special that she herself thought would bring most people to completion in a matter of moments. It wasn't until Batgirl took the time to steady herself and try throating the cock on her own accord did she seem to get anywhere. Although, even then, the moment the head of the long member touched the back of her throat, her body was quickly racked through a series of gagging and retching, less to the extent compared to before, but still enough to the point that Batgirl had to pull back. "And would ya look at that, desperate enough to try and throat it? While I admire the effort, you still have a long way to go before your primed like any other whore out there." Harley comments, and sure enough, as Batgirl continued to work the cock in her mouth, a pair of hands quickly descended upon her head, grabbed hold of it, and proceeded to go to town. And while Barbara put up less of a fight now that she knew it was coming, she still struggled deeply to catch a single breath as her gullet was repeatedly plundered by the long and hard mass of muscle. All of this comes to a head when, like before, the cock cums, spraying what feels like endless loads down Batgirl's throat before she's finally released. She then turns her attention back to the hole itself, only to see it suddenly seal up. Causing her to, out of frustration, bring her fist down into the metal floor and let out an angry cry. "Hey, don't get mad at me. It's your own luck that's gotten you to where you are now." Harley goes on to say, nearly making Batgirl stand up from where she was and bring her fist through the nearby speaker. And yet, she didn't. Instead opting to, like before, move on to the next member in line in the vain hope of it being the one. And thus, the same process repeats itself, with Batgirl moving down cock to cock. Trying to find the one that belonged to Harley, and each time she managed to get a cock to cum, it gave her nothing. And while all this was going on, Harley continued to mock and laugh at her, nearly making Batgirl lose her mind in the process until midway through moving onto the next cock, it suddenly pulls back, and a thick white rear is pressed up against the hole instead, it's tight sphincter winking slightly as a massive cock hung beneath. "Oh, fuck that!" Batgirl retracts, disgust latent in her voice as she stands up from her position. The thick globules of cum that had built across her face slowly spilled down across the rest of her body as she remained disgusted at the fact that instead of giving the usual blowjob, the next sick bitch wanted her to give her a rimjob of all things. "Please, Batbitch, with the way you look at that boy toy of yours, you've surely dug your tongue up into his sweety hole!" Harley's voice comments, disgusting Barbara even further as she continues to look down at the anus being presented to her. "Besides, if you remember correctly, you don't really have a choice, now don't you?" Harley goes on to say, her voice sounding more sinister than Barbara had ever heard it before. This wasn't right. None of it was. Joker was supposed to be the sick one, and Harley.... She was just supposed to be the help. But this, every single part of it, it was all just sick. And to top it all off, deep down, Barbara knew she had no choice but to comply with the demands given to her, no matter how hard she didn't want to or how the meer thought of doing something like that alone, made her want to puke up all the cum she had swallowed down. And to make matters even worse, this was only just the first room out of 3 others. Kneeling back down, Barbara felt bile rise to the back of her throat as she looked at what was being presented to her. She was going to do this. NO! She HAD to do this. All for the safety of the hostage Harley had, even if it meant doing.... This. Leaning in, Barbara took in the pungent musk of the rear, the glistening beads of sweat running down the thick plump butt cheeks, balls, and member nearly causing her to back away once again. And yet, she held herself to it, getting her face closer until it was mere inches away from the sphincter before her. God, she was going to kill Harley for this. But before she could have any second thoughts, she let her tongue roll out from her mouth and, in a quick instant, pressed it up against the butthole, causing the owner of said rear to twitch slightly. At the same time, Barbara herself reeled back, gagging heavily at the salty, bitter taste. The cocks she had blown, they all hadn't been in the condition Barbara would've preferred them to have been in. With sweat and general musk, making an already seemingly impossible task all the more difficult. But after having only gotten a mere taste of this mystery person's ass, it nearly made her vomit on the spot. "Oh, quit bein' such a fuckin' baby and GET TO IT ALREADY!" Harley screams, nearly pushing Barbara to tears as she turns back to the asshole. And as hesitation began to seep back into her, she suddenly pushed herself, sticking her tongue out once again and pressing it up against the salty asshole. However, instead of backing away, Barbara's hands formed white knuckle hard grips as she kept going, slowly and reluctantly beginning to lap at the sphincter, causing it to twitch and shiver slightly the deeper she got with it. God, what she would give to have a chance to start the day all over again and avoid these circumstances. But that wasn't something she had; what she had now was a responsibility, even if it meant applying more and more pressure with her tongue up against the asshole before her. Deep down, she tried to think about literally anything else, but it was well and truly impossible. Her mind, no matter how hard she tried to shift it, was stuck to what she was doing as her tongue tasted and rolled across every part of that puckered hole. "C'mon! Get in there already! I wanna see that tongue of yours deep inside her ass!" Harley calls out, making Barbara cringe even harder inwardly, if that was even possible at that point, given how hard she was fighting against herself as her mind and body both begged and tried to get her face away from what she was doing. But thanks to her time as a hero, she still ended up pushing herself, even if that meant letting her tongue finally go through the entrance to the ass before her. "Gah! Ggggemm...." Barbara groans, her mouth full of thick ass meat as she slowly tries to worm her tongue deeper inside the mystery woman's butthole. Its warm and bitter taste only got worse by the second, and as a result, she eventually got to a point where her own lips were just about to push up against the lips of the woman's ass. And just as she was about to pull away, above her, similar to how she first started this room, a pair of hands and arms emerged out from the hole, their position different from all the other hands due to their owner being in a different standing than the rest of the women in the room as Barbara tended to her. The only thing that was the same, however, was how they grabbed hold of Barbara's head and quickly pulled her face further up against her ass, giving the vigilante no room to escape, no matter how hard the woman in question tried as her tongue squirmed and moved about the asshole it was in. "Mmlmlmlml! MLMLMMm!" Barbara groans out, her words muffled by the plump pale ass she was forced to eat out as everything seemed to come crashing down around her, all the while she continued to keep going. Leaving Barbara completely helpless in the end to her fate as a simple ass eater. It was disgusting, one of the worst things she had ever done in her life. So much so that she wasn't sure she was going to be able to keep going at this pace. But before Barbara was able to face the fate of being suffocated by thick clown girl ass, the grip on her head suddenly tightened drastically as, through her tongue, she was able the feel the woman's ass twitch slightly, giving her the vain hope that she might've actually gotten her to cum. And sure enough, the hands quickly released her, letting Barbara suddenly pull her head back and gasp for air, to both fill her lungs and also to try and wash her mouth out of the bitter taste that was now present in it. And yet, as her gaze quickly shifted back to look toward the now empty hole in the wall, she couldn't help but let out a scream of frustration as it simply sealed up. "Uh oh, seems all that ass munchin' was for nothin'. Better luck next time, I guess." Harley continued to mock as Barbara was left unsure of how much more she would be able to take and not lose her mind all at the same time. Still, despite her deep frustrations, she knew that she couldn't stop. Looking over at the walls of cocks that continued to stretch out before her, she knew that, eventually, she'd find the right member. And, so, while continuing to hold herself back, she went onto the next hole in the wall. And just as she was about to start sucking, the cock quickly pulled away and was soon replaced by another ass, eager for Barbara's treatment. "Ooooh, would you look at that, Batbitch. Seems some of the othas' are little interested to see what you can do to their asses." She wanted to say something, anything, but the fight she had left in this room was slowly waning fast. And any dignity she might've had previously was taken away from her the moment she wrapped her lips around the first cock in this room. So, after letting out a sigh that showed her utter exhaustion, Barbara moved her face forward, pressing it between the plump pale buttcheeks while her lips and tongue began to work at the asshole itself. Her tongue, practically feeling sore as it sat inside her mouth, moved deep into the sphincter, similar to before, as she tried to work it as best as she could. Fuck, once she eventually got out of this, she would have to clean her mouth out for weeks. The salty, bitter taste was almost indescribable to her, especially regarding how horrible it was. Along with that, having her nose pressed up against such a delicate location more than left her sense of smell open to assault since, to breathe, she had to take in thick gulps of air into her lungs by inhaling through her nose. Nearly making her gag a few times as a result, although, much to her own worry, the possibility of that actually happening began to wane the longer she stuck her mouth and nose into places she never thought they'd be. Overall, however, compared to last time, Batgirl's general strategy of how to tackle eating out such an ass stayed the same for the most part. All that really changed was how desperate she was to get her tongue in there, which left her more than open to more mocking from Harley. "Damn! Give ya a ring to munch on, and now look at you go! Maybe that's why you're considered the smart one of that little family of yours?" Harley's voice prattles on as Barbara herself tries to block it all out. Although, when it came to Harley, blocking her out was ever rarely an option in the first place. Eventually, though, just like before, Batgirl felt a pair of hands grab onto her head and force her face even deeper into the ass in front of her. And also, just like before, she took every single chance she could get to simply breathe while her senses were under assault. Still, that didn't stop her from trying to work her tongue like a desperate 2 dollar whore as she continued to wiggle it around and press it into the place she thought the woman on the other side of the wall might be sensitive. And sure enough, her efforts pay off as the ass in front of her twitches before she's suddenly released and is able to watch, like all the other times before, how the hole in the wall is quickly sealed back up. "Oops! Wrong again, Batbitch!" Harley calls out, leaving Barbara to look across at the cocks left. However, after her most recent rimjob, the vigilante watches as some of the cocks pull back and are replaced with primed and ready assholes. "Fuckin'.... Damn it...." Barbara pants as she shifts over onto her knees to the next hole in the wall. From there, it was a matter of going between cocks and assholes to suck, each a horrifying experience for Barbara as it never really seemed to end. A part of her wondered if some of the cocks and asses she had pleasured returned for seconds, although upon closer inspection, she was relieved to find that to not be the case. Even then, though, that did little to lessen the horror of what she was being forced to do. All the while, Harley continued to chime in with continued commentary while Barbara searched for the right member or asshole to suck on. "ENNG!" "Nope!" "Nada!" "Try again!" "How did that ass taste?" "Omigosh, I can't fuckin' believe you swallowed all that!" On and on it continued to go, with Barbara's mouth almost growing numb while her physical features were covered cum and clown girl sweat. It wasn't until she was desperately sucking on what must've been her umpteenth cock. One that, only after she had begun to suck, did Harley finally shut the fuck up, only to have it pull away and shoot her face with cum before a key was thrown through the hole that did the nightmare finally come to an end. "Congrats Batbrat! You got your first key! Hope it didn't take too much effort to get.~" Harley's voice comments, finally earning a fist through the speaker her voice was coming out from while Barbara clutched onto the key she just received for dear life. "Hey! These were expensive to get, you know!" Harley's voice calls out, this time from the speaker back in the hall, but Barbara ignores her as she stumbles out of the room. Already, she could feel her body going through the throws of exhaustion. Every part of her ached after being forced to kneel and pleasure who knows how many clown girls with her mouth, and as Barbara's eyes shifted over toward the main door and its four consecutive locks, she nearly felt like screaming before she managed to calm herself and tuck the key she was given into one of the pockets she still had that had been cleared and cleaned out earlier. "Ok, Batcunt! Still your choice. Which door is next?" Harley calls out through the speaker, leaving Barbara to choose between the three remaining doors. After going through everything she had done with the room previously, the vigilante already expected that each of the doors would hold something as equally horrible as the last one she had just been through. And so, without much thought put behind it, Batgirl looked toward the door in front of her, marched toward it, and ripped it open, and again, like before, revealed complete and total darkness on the other side of it. However, now that she wasn't carrying the same reluctance she had earlier, she simply sighed and walked forward into the darkness. Although, instead of being completely brazen about it, she still held her arms out to feel around. And just like before, she wasn't able to feel a single thing. That is until she tripped over something inflated and landed face first into some sort of sticky substance, although, as some of it got into her mouth, she quickly recognized it as the fluid she was forced to ingest what felt like gallons of, that being cum. And just as soon as she fell, did the lights suddenly burst on, blinding the vigilante if only for a second before she got a hold of her bearings. "YEE HAW, BRATGIRL!" Harley practically screams through the speaker in the room in a cringe-inducing bad Southern accent. "Welcome to the rodeo, ho down!" Harley calls out as Barbara turns and sees what she has fallen up against. It was a mechanical bull. The same kind that you would see in a bar. And where she was now, it was just the area where people were meant to fall after the mechanical bull managed to throw them off it. And just like she had expected, the entire surface of it had been coated with a thick layering of semen. However, what drew her attention the most was that located atop where the rider would usually sit was a massive, nearly foot-and-half-long horse dildo. "Oh, God...." Barbara mutters as she stands up to her feet. There was no way Harley was expecting her to fit all of THAT inside herself. No, there was no way! It'd fucking kill her! Harley might've been batshit insane, but there's no way she'd expect her to do something like this, right? "Now then, here's the game!" Harley starts. "All ya gotta do is get up on this mechanical bull here and ride it for a total of 2 minutes." She goes further on to explain while across the room, a timer for 2 minutes lights up, signaling to Barbara that they were planning on counting this down to the absolute second. "H-Harley," Barbara starts, more or less astonished by the idea alone that Harley was thinking that she was going to try and fit this thing inside of her. "You don't honestly think this thing will fit, do you?" Barbara questions, hoping that, for once, this might've been some sort of sadistic joke. "Yep!" Harley chirps, making Barbara's heart fall into her stomach. "Hey, if it makes you feel any better," Across the room, a screen pops up, showing a blurry view of a woman's pussy slowly as it was slowly lowered down onto and speared onto the massive horse dildo. It didn't look natural. Not in the least, the squirming woman's form being stretched around the massive horse cock looked just about painful. A fact that only seemed to be confirmed by the woman's own muffled screaming as her cunt was stuffed full with the toy. The sights and sounds alone soon muffled out anything Barbara might've been experiencing; even Harley's laughter, something that had become so GRATING, was reduced to mere background noise as she continued to stand there watching, horrified. And just as the mechanical bull she was on began to move, the video finally ended, leaving Barbara to her own thoughts about what she now had to do. "See? I told ya so!" Harley mocks. "Now get that pretty ass up there and sit down!" Barbara, reluctant as she was, didn't need to be told twice as she let out a nervous sigh before turning toward the machine. 2 minutes. She had to last 2 minutes on it. She could do it, right? She tried to instill herself with some form of confidence, but it was all quickly fading the moment she shifted over onto the mechanical bull. Climbing up onto it, she had to pace herself to stop herself from having a panic attack as she soon angled her crotch above the dildo and began to slowly lower herself down. The moment the fist-sized head pressed up against her lower lips, she stopped, holding herself back from crying as she realized how much this was going to affect her. And still, holding back those same tears, she continued to press herself downward, slowly spearing her cunt full of synthetic cock. A sensation that left her feeling more full than she had ever felt in her entire life. Her insides, or more realistically, what was left of them, were stretched beyond any normal capacity she had ever experienced before. She wanted to cry, to scream, to let her torment and horror be known to the world around her, and still, she held it all in, biting her lower lip hard enough to slowly draw a spool of blood that began to drip down her lip. After pushing herself down far enough, though, she finally did it; much to her own surprise, Barbara felt as the rest of her rear came into contact with the seat beneath her. "H-Holy shit!" Barbara says unintentionally, shocked by her own ability to fit such a fucked up toy inside herself. Looking down, she was even able to see that her stomach was bulging slightly. "Don't get too proud of yourself just yet, Bratgirl! You still got to ride that thing for a solid 2 minutes before you pass." Harley's voice chirps in, reminding Barbara of the rest of the deal she is going to have to go through. "Now, then! Let's get this party started!" Harley announces as the mechanical bull finally begins to move, causing Barbara to jump in such a way that caused shocks of pain to shoot through her before she quickly managed to control herself as the machine began to slowly shift around, all the while letting out bull noises that filled the room alongside Harley's voice and a noticeable southern tune. Like any other mechanical bull, it started off slow. Moving around at slow and predictable angles, things that Barbara could see coming and therefore account for. Although, as the vigilante's eyes glanced over toward the clock, she was shocked to see that it hadn't moved a single second. "F-Fucking.... Harley!" Barbara shouts, just about to pull herself up from having her pussy speared. "Oh, what? Oh! Sorry about that, Bratgirl, let me just...." Harley's voice trails off like she's actually doing something before the clock proceeds to go down only a single second, nearly making Barbara call out her tormentor's name once again before the woman herself chirps up and says, "Sorry, sorry. Not the brightest bulb of the bunch, now am I?" The venom dripping from her voice was nearly palpable as she used the fact that none of the bat family ever really thought she was all that smart to her advantage in getting one over Barbara as the bull began to speed up slightly. She really shouldn't have been all that surprised, to be perfectly fair. Of course, there was going to be a catch to all of this. The last room had one in the form of the surprise rimjobs she had to give. So, of course, Harley was going to take all the chance she could possibly get in getting to torture Barbara for as long as humanly possible. Still, that did little to stop the bulging pain in her guts as the mechanical bull sped up more and more, its smallest movements causing endless waves of pleasure and pain to pass through the vigilante by the second. But still, even then, Barbara felt like she had this. All she needed to do was simply ride this out to its conclusion, pun not intended. But as the machine began to bob back and forth along with shifting from side to side, that unwavering confidence Barbara had in herself began to waver as her nerves stood on an end higher than they have ever stood and in a way that nearly left the vigilante dizzy from all the things that she was feeling at that current moment. And to make matters even worse, Batgirl noticed as slots in the walls began to open, revealing what looked to be automated guns, making the vigilante fear the idea that this might be how it all ended. However, instead of bullets, she is taken aback as what comes out of the barrels is instead paint pellets, revealing the supposed guns to be nothing more than paintball rifles. Still, that didn't stop the immense pain that came as they began to periodically fire at the stuck vigilante. Whether it'd be catching her between the shoulder blades, her tits, or any other sensitive part of her body, Barbara couldn't help but shout and cry as the rounds came at her. Not constantly, thankfully, but actually in intervals that made it hard for the genius superhero to predict. "Aw, don't worry, Bratgirl. The rounds won't leave any welts, maybe just a few marks. Besides, why would someone like myself want to scar that sexy lil' body of yours?" Harley says as Barbara continues to spin around, going faster and faster by the second, and as she turns to check the time, she sees that it has only been ten seconds. She just needed to go back and rely on her training. Bruce had taught her well. Whether it'd be combat skills or the ability to use something like a Batarang to an almost perscion-like ability, or in this case, the thing that she needed to rely on the most, the ability to go against pain. It was one of the hardest lessons she had to learn, but still, something she got the hang of and made good use of, especially during that night when the Joker came and... "Focus! Damn it!" Barbara thought to herself. "Get a hold of yourself and remember your training!" She continued on. She couldn't let herself slip, not now, as she continued to spin around on the mechanical bull. In contrast, the paintball guns continued to riddle her body with various markings, and the dildo inside her cunt shifted around inside her. Although, as the bull sped around faster and faster, Barbara doubted that Bruce would've ever really thought she would have to go through something like this. And to be fair, neither did she. But as sparks of pleasure began to bloom throughout her body as the machine continued to spin and wirr, she couldn't really focus on any of those semantics as the ability to hold on became increasingly more and more difficult as things continued to ramp up in all things pleasure and pain. But as the seconds continued to tick on further and further, Barbara saw that she was slowly but surely making process. Something that she would've been happier about if she wasn't where she was now. That being, a humiliating rodeo show. But throughout it all, she actually began to believe that she would be able to do this. "Looks like you're getting pretty into it, Batbitch, but don't get ahead of yourself just yet!" Harley's voice calls out, becoming the main point of concern for Barbara, and a fear that was soon justified as inside herself, she could feel as the giant horse dildo was slowly lowered into the bull itself. Something that might seem good on the surface, but considering the fact that as the mechanical monster sped up faster and faster and Barbara's grip only got looser and looser, it soon became anything but. And sure enough, once only a mere quarter of the cock was inside her, and the bull turned in particularly sharp motion, Barbara was thrown off. "No!" Barbara shouts at the last minute as time seems to slow down around her. In her view, she was able to see the mechanical bull, but more importantly, behind it, she saw that she had an entire minute left. However, once she took it all in and time seemed to go back to normal, she landed with a slam and a splat as her bare body slid across the cum covering the inflatable area. "Fucking damn it!" Barbara shouts out of anger, even sounding like Jason to herself in the very moment as she raises a hand and slams it down. "Wow, Batbroad, didn't know you had a dirty mouth like that on ya'!" Harley exclaims, genuine surprise in her voice before she follows up with, "Oh, who am I kidding? I'm sure there have been dirtier things past those lips of yours, particularly recently, am I right?" Before falling into another fit of laughter Barbara herself could do nothing but look up at the ceiling above her. Starting up slow, Barbara eventually scrambled to her feet, a look of annoyance clear as the day itself on her face as she thought about what she was going to do now. While she was more frustrated than anything else, a part of her still told herself that she should've seen at least something like this coming. It was clear from the get-go that by no means was Harley going to make this easy in the least, so raising the dildo up and down inside herself wasn't the most surprising thing in the world. Still, despite all of that, turning back toward the mechanical bull, a wave of encouragement passed through her. If she could get down to a single minute, then she was sure she could do it again and most likely go beyond even that, given that she now knew what to expect. And so, without showing that much expressional change on camera for Harley to see, she hopped back aboard, lined her pussy up, and began to sink herself down. The travel down this time around was far less agonizing than how it was previously. Something that Barbara expected was due to her cunt getting a good feel with the horse sex toy, a fact that she didn't know if she should be happy or disturbed by. Still, she had a job to do, and sure enough, once she got into position, she grabbed hold tightly and went for a ride. This time around, however, even as she felt the massive faux horsecock swivel its way around her cunny, she maintained a steady frame of mind as she went around. However, that wasn't to say that it became any easier. Quite the opposite, as a matter of fact, since now she knew what to expect, it made the time to go through it all feel all the more dragged out as she sat there. With each pelting of a paintball feeling more painful than the last. Even then, however, once the dildo began to sink up and down into the machine, Barbara still struggled, even falling a few times in the process, which then led to the entire process repeating all over again to an almost maddening degree. But with each time that left her falling face-first into a puddle of cum, she managed to gain more and more time on the clock. Something that seemed to only encourage her further as she became more hopeful that she might actually see the end of this. Although, the battle to get to that final point was still a journey that left the vigilante panting and covered in sweat as her body unintentionally reacted to the stimulation of having such a massive sex toy jammed up inside her cunt. It was something she would've never hoped to go through, and yet, she was feeling every surge of electric arousal flow through her body like lava as she tried to hide it all. Mostly to retain some dignity while Harley and who knows who else continued to watch her put herself through this seemingly neverending, endless torture. While also at the same time trying to maintain some sort of sanity so that she didn't end up getting pushed over the far edge of what she was willing to take. "Damn batbitch! Look at you!" Harley calls out as the dildo inside Barbara's cunt begins the process of almost slamming back and forth into her pussy, surging all the way to the entrance to her womb and nearly penetrating it in the process if it didn't slow down at the last second to avoid what kind of horrible nightmare scenario. "Yer' lookin' like a regular cowgirl now, ain't ya?" Harley then asks, her horrible southern accent being nearly one of the worst things Barbara had to go through as her rear cheeks rippled every time the massive horse dildo plunged deep inside of her. Still, though, as the seconds continued to pass, Barbara slowly gained more and more time. Going from 45 seconds to 30 seconds to even 20. She didn't know if she was just getting worn out, but in any case, Barbara could slowly start to feel herself begin to slip from the focus of concentration she had been rolling with recently. But throughout it all, she just needed to keep hanging on! Glancing back at the clock, Barbara saw that she was in the home stretch with 5 seconds left. And sure enough, Harley stretched those final digits out as long as they possibly could, all the while making the paintball guns increase the rate at which they pelted the vigilante's bare body. Leaving her to grunt and groan every other second. "C'mon!" Barbara groans out loudly, both at the time and the orgasm that was just about to hit her like a truck, causing Harley to say something that she wasn't even paying attention to at that point as that high of arousal continued to rise further and further by the second. But then, finally, almost like a bursting damn, it happened. "FUUUUCK!" Barbara screams as her pussy erupts, just as the clock finally reaches 0 and the sound of a buzzer goes off. At the same time, though, the dildo finally sinks fully into the mechanical bull; however, knowing that she had passed, Barbara showed no reservations about holding on any longer and simply let go, letting her exhausted, nearly broken body be flung onto the cum covered floor. From there, her emotions came in waves. First and foremost was the feeling of relief. Holy shit, she had actually done it. Sat on that fucking monster dildo for 2 entire of Harley's bullshit minutes. Although now that she felt the empty space inside her, a part of her wondered how what she was going to do afterward whenever she wanted to get intimate with someone. She'd have to go to a doctor after everything was done, but what would she even say? This then led to the second feeling she was having, something which was only amplified as she remembered what she had just done. She had cum. Almost at Harley Quinn's behest. The instant she thought about that, a sigh escaped her lips before she quickly steeled herself. She.... She couldn't think about that now. She still had to get out of this place, whatever that even meant at this point. Still though, sitting up, Barbara flinched slightly as she felt something small and a metal tap fall against the top of her cowl, something which she quickly caught and discovered to be the second key. Looking up, though, she saw that it came from a hole in the ceiling, which was quickly sealed up. "Now, then. GET MOVING BATBITCH!" Harley's voice roars from the speaker as Barbara does nothing in return besides stand up and tuck the key right next to the other key she had hidden. Two down, only two more to go. A fact that would've left her feeling more relieved than anything else, but after going through everything that she did, a nagging feeling in the back of her head said she wouldn't be able to do it. And yet, despite that, she kept going, returning back out to the main hallway once again to look at the two doors now left for her to go through. What they might've been hiding was the question currently going through Barbara's mind as she looked between the both of them. Harley was silent for once, which didn't give her any indication of what door she should and shouldn't choose, which then just simply left her to figure it all out for herself. Something she REALLY dreaded doing, but seeing as how she still lacked any sort of choice in the matter, Barbara simply opted to sigh and go for the door on the right to just get it all over with already. After trying to calm herself, Barbara opened the door to the same usual darkness that greeted her the other two times she opened doors in this place. Walking forward, though, she was happy to note that instead of being suddenly blinded while she was in the complete dark by the lights suddenly turning on, a simple light attached to a nearby concrete wall flicked on, revealing what looked like some sort of entrance to an inflatable tube tunnel. Reminding the vigilante of the times her mom and dad would take both her and her brother to inflatable obstacle courses. Most of the time, they were cheap, bargain bin places, filled to the brim with grime and dirt after having never been cleaned before. Even then, however, Barbara still loved those places with all her life when she was younger. However, as she walked over closer to the one in front of her now, instead of feeling that usual childish excitement she got when she was a kid, a sensation of deep and forboding dread bloomed throughout her form as she tried to peer down the plumped-out tunnel. It was dark throughout, but on the other side, Barbara was able to see some sort of light on the other side of the tunnel. Even then though, getting a good grasp of how long she would have to crawl was difficult to say. Dissuading Barbara for a moment from continuing on any further, even though the actions she would have to take in a few moments were more than obvious. "Welcome to the maze, Batbitch!" Harley's voice calls out from another speaker camera above her. "For your penultimate challenge of the night, all you have to do is make it through this simple maze, and you'll get your key piece. Simple as that! Easy peasy, lemon squeezy! No time limit whatsoever, just a simple maze." Harley explains, with Barbara getting the general grasp already. With everything she had gone through that night, this honestly seemed like a nice change of pace, albeit for a moment until she figured, like the two other rooms she had been through, that this 'maze' was going to have something loaded up inside of it to make it a nightmare to go through. Still, seeing as how her choices were still slim to none, Barbara was left to do nothing but huff and crawl her way forward. Making her way through it was a struggle. It was clear that whoever had built this tube hadn't intended for anyone of Barbara's size to crawl through it, let alone someone of her age, and yet here she was, a champion of Gotham City, reduced to nothing but a cum covered, rim job-giving mess. She tried not to let it get to her. But as the honestly humid and slippery tunnel seemed to just go on and on, Barbara had an increasingly difficult keeping some semblance of control of herself. "Just imagine Harley's face when you have your hands wrapped around her neck." Barbara thinks to herself reassuringly. A thought that, like many others, she's had ever since this nightmare began, seemed to be more likely to belong to someone like Jason, but at that moment, they really fit in how she was feeling as she felt her already strained body ache from the continued climbing through the cramped and narrow inflatable tunnel. Eventually, though, with a resounding pop, Barbara came out the other side to a small room designed to look like some sort of therapy office, with nothing that really seemed to remind the vigilante of anything important until she took notice of the mannequin sitting at the therapist's chair. It was designed perfectly to look like Harley, well, before Harley became Harley, back when she was simply Harleen Quinzel. A simple doctor from Arkham with good intentions twisted by the machinations of the Joker. However, instead of being the design of the antique where the subject was supposed to be sitting, it was just some female figure wearing an old Arkham uniform. "Oh, I remember the days." Harley remarks, causing Barbara to jump as she turns to look up and sees another speaker camera on the ceiling looking down at her. "Back in the day, when ol' crazy Harley was Harleen Quinzel. A proud doctor with a PHD and a prouder future ahead of her. Y'know, after I supposedly went coo-coo and was admitted to my workplace as a resident rather than an employee, I saw, on one of the TVs, the orderlies let us watch a news report about me! And on it, they described me as having been some sweet and innocent girl with no issues whatsoever until she met that evil clown and became one herself. All important facts, for the most part. Although...." Harley trails off before the lights in the room suddenly go off, plunging Barbara back into complete total darkness. "That didn't mean I didn't have any secrets of my own!" Harley yells before the lights suddenly flick on, with the scene before Barbara having somehow changed at that moment from a therapist's office to what looked like some sort of college dorm room. But the centerpiece of it all, something that caused a pang of nebulous nervousness to pass through Barbara, was what she saw on a nearby couch. On it was the depiction of another two mannequins, with one looking like a young Harleen Quinzel while the other looked like some sort of young woman the same age as Harley at the time. But instead of doing anything usual, the Harleen mannequin was holding the other woman's mannequin face down on the couch while Harleen had her thick cock pressed down into the other mannequin's cunt. "Yeah, young little Harleen Quinzel had herself a secret! Growing up, she was such an isolated little girl, nobody to play with her, nobody to love. And that left her longing, longing so much until one day.... In college, her roommate came home plastered drunk, and Harleen, well, she just couldn't take it anymore. So she took the chance to rid herself of that pesky virginity that she had. Although, as I'm sure you can see, that didn't exactly lead to perfect results. But afterward, Harleen found herself going to party after party, little candies in hand and bringing home any let sweet snatch that she fancied." Harley explains, completely destroying Barbara's original interpretation of the villainess. She thought that she was just some lackey, some idiot following around the Joker no matter what he did to her. However, now, it became rather obvious that the two were meant for each other. And sure enough, as the lights in the room suddenly flicked off and then flicked back on, Barbara was greeted by the sight of a mannequin, Harley and Joker, standing hand in hand as they looked over a fake scene of destruction, with the mannequin bodies of the bat family lying across the ground. All except herself, Cassie, and Steph. "That's when I met him! Y'know, some people thought Mr. J and I were some sort of romantic couple. But that couldn't be further from the truth! We were partners, more than anything else, partners in crime, partners in murder, partners in...." Harley's voice trails off as the room suddenly goes dark again before the lights come back on, revealing a new scene of what looks like countless mannequins made to look like naked women lined up in a straight line while other mannequins dressed to look like usual thugs stood by with guns, leading them forward. It was then, though, that Harley finished her sentence. "Other things. However...." The lights flick off again before turning back on, revealing a mannequin of Harley Quinn standing next to none other than mannequin Talia Al' Ghul. "That led to Mama making quite the interesting friends." Harley giggles. "Friends who opened the door for me to meet new friends...." The lights go off again. "Just like me!" The lights flick on, revealing three new tunnel entryways, catching Barbara off guard before her attention is suddenly turned toward the tunnel she just crawled through as the sounds of countless bodies crawling their way toward her sounded out throughout the small room she was in. "Better get running, batbitch; all my new friends are coming for you, and let me tell ya', THEY ARE HORNY!" Harley announces, with Barbara more than getting the deal at that point, as in her current state, the vigilante knew she was in no condition to fight off any of Harley's friends from doing whatever they wanted to her. Which only proceeded to raise the stakes even higher as she quickly turned and chose one of the simple tunnels at random, diving her way inside in the vain hopes that this would only lead her closer to the exit of the maze and further away from her current followers. Crawling her way through, Barbara tried to still her mind. She was scared. That much was obvious. Not that it was a bad thing or anything. In fact, one of the first things Bruce taught her was that if she couldn't help being scared, then she should use that fear to help push herself. And at the threat of being raped at an endless gaggle of clown girls, that was more than enough to motivate her to keep going. Even as the tunnel itself began to distort, whether it'd be beginning to slowly turn or strange phallic-like shapes making their way through the inflatable surface, either way, they didn't make the crawl any easier as her muscles screamed out in pain. And yet, she didn't stop, not even for a second, as she almost propelled herself toward the other side of the tunnel she was in, with her even going so far as to pop her head out at the other end and find herself at another junction of three new tunnels. "Gonna fuck you, Batbitch!" "Gonna fuck you real good!" "Wanna have some fun?" "God, look at how tight that ass is!" Barbara spun on her heel as she turned to look back at the tunnel she had just come out from as she heard her close-behind followers gain more ground on her. Damn it! She really couldn't be careful about this, could she? Turning back around, Barbara huffed before propelling herself through one of the tunnels, and sure enough, another crawl was ahead of her. Something which would've caused her to scream in exertion if it wasn't for the pure survival instinct pumping through her veins. She had to get through this, she had to, whether she wanted to stop and fight or not. If there was one thing she always criticized the others for whenever she was Oracle, it was the fact that they didn't seemingly know how to pick their fights properly. Either way, Barbara figured that it'd be important to practice what she had preached in the past. But the more she kept at it, the less things started to make sense. Her mind felt like it was trapped in some sort of maze in itself, kinda like she was in now. This only seemed to be confirmed as she heard voices nip at the back of her mind, which only mixed with the other voices that were following up right behind her. "Can't do this." "Just give up, Barbara." "Gonna fuck that little ass!" "C'mon! Fucking grab her already!" "It's hopeless!" "What are you doing this for?" "Just give up." Barbara tried not to listen, but that was nearly impossible until she soon realized that she was screaming herself. She didn't know when she started. All she knew was the desperate nightmare she was crawling through as she came out the other side of the tunnel she was in, only to find herself falling into some sort of water tank. Looking at the glass walls around her, she saw countless forms of Harley, either laughing at her, stroking their massive cocks off, or throwing a veritable endless slurry of insults and mocking gestures at her before the lights in the tank began to suddenly flicker, confusing her before she managed to steady herself at least somewhat as she then looked down at the bottom of the tank and noticed how it continued down. Seeing as how she had a limited amount of oxygen in her lungs to work with, Barbara saw no other choice than to dive downward and continue to swim. Not before making sure to smash her fist into the glass surface of the tank, only to find it to be, sure enough, shatterproof. She didn't want to know how this was all even happening. It shouldn't. When she first got there, the funhouse was just a simple funhouse. Far from being capable of holding something like this. A literal underwater maze that she eagerly tried to swim through as fast as she could. And to make matters even worse, she even began to see what looked like female humanoid figures swimming through the water right alongside her. They almost looked like Croc, but not. Their skin. It was far too smooth and clean to match up with the diabolical crime boss and enforcer. However, what drew Barbara's attention the most was the fact each of the underwater women had cocks, thick and large, with a pair of juicy balls to match because, of fucking course, they had things like those. That just seemed to be the theme of this entire place, long dicked and big-balled women. But Barbara, she couldn't focus on that, already she could feel her lungs begin to burn with that inherit need for air even though she didn't even know how much farther this maze would continue on. She just had to stop and occasionally dodge out of the way of one of the crocodile women as they dived toward her, claws outstretched, ready to grab rather than slice. Something that Barbara herself would've been more grateful for if she didn't already know what they intended to do instead. Nevertheless, however, Barbara kept making her way through the underwater tunnel maze. And if she didn't get water soon, she doubted she'd be able to see this all through. Luckily, however, as she swam as fast as she possibly could, she noticed something in the distance, a place to surface! Just the thing she was looking for, and good timing, too, if the group of angry-looking lizard women was anything to go by as they sped up behind her. Their powerful muscled hands occasionally gripping at Barbara's naked form and squeezing at her breasts and ass, something she simply returns with via a series of devastating kicks and punches that sends them whirling away. Still, however, that wouldn't keep them away for as long as she had hoped. In the end, she tried to stay focused and propel herself forward as quickly as she possibly could. And just as she came to the spot, she grabbed the edges of it and proceeded to use most if not all of her strength to throw herself up and out of the water, something that seemed to work as she fell down face first into a familiar inflatable surface. But as she looked back at the spot she had just come out of, Barbara noticed that it wasn't even there. In fact, she wasn't even wet, at least with water, something she should've been after swimming through all of that. "There! I think I see her!" "Get that cunt!" The shouts of female voices coming through the tunnel behind Barbara soon turn her attention away from the confusion as she remembers the task at hand. Even though she had just swum through an entire underwater labyrinth, she still had to get through this maze. And just like before, Barbara picked one of the tunnels at random once again and began crawling down it urgently, especially as she heard what sounded like countless bodies filling the room she was just in. "She went down this way! Come on!" A voice shouts out behind her, making Barbara crawl even faster, even as her skin begins to feel rough, raw, and burned as she scrambles across the inflated rubber surface. She'd have to focus on that later, though, as the main point in mind was for her to get away as fast as she could. But as she continued to go, going at a fairly quick pace, she could already feel the goons behind her, already nipping at her heels. One of them even went so far as to grab hold of her ankle before Barbara responded by rearing back a foot and delivering it directly into the face of the person who caught her. "Gah! Gonna pay for that with your cunt, you little bitch!" She hears an angry voice call out behind her, causing Barbara to feel some semblance of satisfaction after the nightmare of a night she was still currently trapped in. If anything were to go wrong at this point, at the very least, she'd have something like that left to work with under her belt. Still, that did little to change the fact that she was crawling through complete and total darkness. Body covered in sweat and drying smears of paint and cum along with who knows what other fluids, and she didn't even come close to finding the exit to this maze. Something she'd have to do sooner rather than later if she didn't want to end up in the hands of the goons behind her. "Come on. Come on. Come on. Come on. Come on...." Barbara pants to herself as she comes to another junction, her body seemingly at its limits at how much it could take. And like always, the vigialnte didn't take long in making her choice as she simply threw herself down one of the tunnels while Harley's gang of clown girl's followed up closely behind her. However, being inside the tunnel she was in now, peering at the other side of the tunnel, she noticed something: instead of a tunnel, there seemed to be a door, the exit! She finally found it! However, as she threw herself forward as fast as she could, she noticed how the end of the tunnel began to slowly close, almost like it was sealing up. "No! No! No! No!" Barbara shouted, desperate to escape as she tried to move herself even faster, making herself even more tired in the process as Harley's gang got closer and closer to her. "Don't think I was gonna let it be THAT easy batbitch!" Harley's voice calls out from the tunnel before she falls into another set of laughter, motivating Barbara with even more rage than she had for the villainess. She'd make her pay for this dearly; with every inch of pain she gave her that night, Barbara would return the favor tenfold; that much was certain as she got closer and closer while, at the same time, the exit continued to close even tighter and tighter. If she was going to be doing this, it was going to be a rough escape, but deep down, Barbara knew that she could do it. "Come ooooooooon!" Barbara screams as she throws herself forward one last time, finally emerging out the other side of the tunnel; however, before she can fully escape, the tunnel suddenly closes around her waist, keeping her in place. "What?! No!" Barbara screams as she feels a feminine body barrel up against her own, nearly dislodging her from the wall in the process. "There! I fucking got her!" "Quick, get out of the way!" "No way! I want my turn!" "Nah bitch, if anyone is gonna give this bitch a blasting, then it's gonna be me!" The voices of countless women mix together as Barbara tries to escape, kicking her legs around while she uses her free arms to push herself free. "Fucking Hell!" "Grab her!" "Don't let her out, damn it!" "It's too damn tight in here!" As she continued to fight, Barbara felt hands grip her bare legs and slowly but surely spread them open before she felt someone finally lay across her and press the head of what felt like a massive cock up against the entrance to her pussy. "NO!" Barbara screams as she tries harder than she had ever before to get herself free. But given the fact that she was currently being pulled back while she was also trying to pull herself forward, she was almost trapped in a standstill. At the same time, the lucky woman in question slowly applied more pressure to the entrance of her cunt, splitting her folds as her member slowly spilled forward and further inside of her. "Agh, fuck, yes!" A female voice groans out behind her as they finally get the head inside of her, obviously enjoying herself as she doesn't take long to gain more room inside of Barbara's cunny. An almost indescribable feeling for Barbara, given how much her body had been through. Something she well and truly wanted to fight against but couldn't. In front of her, the door was right there. And taped onto it was the third and penultimate key she needed. It was almost mocking her in a sense, which it probably was given that it was Harley's decision to put all of this together to torture her. Still, that didn't feel any better as Barbara felt her nerve endings stand on edge as the cock currently inside quickly pummeled its way into a fast and steady rhythm. "FFUUUUUCK!" Barbara shouts as tears prick at the corners of her eyes. She was getting fucked by one of Harley's goons. Well and truly. A part of her expected that Harley herself was aiming the night to come to something like this, which made the pain of what was already happening sting all the worse for it as the vigilante's body began to lurch back and forth with each and every one of the thrusts delt into it by the clown goon mounting her from behind. "All that fucking build-up.... Seeing this, ngh, ass run through this place, and now I get to finally stick my fucking claim into it!" The clown girl fucking Barbara on the other side of the wall groans. "Ugh, fucking shake it!" She groans as she rears back a hand a delivers it down across the vigilante's ass, causing the vigilante in question to cry out while her ass itself rippled. At the same time, leaving behind a thick red handprint that stung horribly. Humiliating Barbara in a way that she didn't even think was possible if all of these events were put together for one utterly horrible experience. "Gah! Gonna.... Fuck!" The girl groans, her speed reaching some sort of peak, giving Barbara the hope that she might be close to finishing. Which in turn, would give her another and better chance of escape. Although, as she continued to feel as her insides her rocked and fucked, before the woman inside of her suddenly surged her hips forward one last time, Barbara was agast to feel as the criminal began to cum inside her, filling her cunt full with hot juicy blasts of cum. "NNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOoooooooooooo...." Barbara at first screams before it falls down into a weak little whimper. She didn't want to have some random goon's baby. And while the thought of that was something that would be permanently scarred in her mind for the rest of her life to come, especially as the goon behind her continued to grind and hump her hips up against her, Barbara still took the chance in trying to use the momentum being pounded into her to push herself further through the exit. "Oh, God. Just keep going... Just a little more...." Barbara thinks to herself as she slowly feels herself gaining more and more ground in getting herself free. In all seriousness, she might actually be able to do this. She just had to fucking work for it. And that she did as she slowly made her legs go limp, tricking some of the women behind her who were holding to slowly loosen their grasp at least somewhat. Giving the vigilante a good enough chance to finally propel herself forward and free herself from the wall, to which she lands squarely on her back. "No!" "Fuck!" "We had her!" "Damn it!" The voices of the disappointed henchwomen on the other side of the wall ring out as Barbara looks and sees how the sealed-up hole prevented them from following up behind her. Something that made her more than happy as she was more than content to simply just lay back and look up at the ceiling above her. "Not bad, batbitch." Harley remarks, sounding genuinely impressed. "I doubt any of the other bat-broads in training would've been able to be as half as good as you were. Maybe we'll just have to see." Harley says, sparking some deep primal rage that had built up inside Barbara the moment this all really kicked into gear. "Harley, if you even come close to touching a single hair on either of their heads. I will kill you." Barbara simply warns, nothing else besides a plain and simple warning. She knew that how she talked would be frowned upon, but she also figured that she earned herself more than a little bit of a break after going through everything that she had been through up until that point. "I'd like to see you try." Harley chirps back, more than willing to take Barbara up on her offer. But the vigilante in question had other things on her mind as she sat up and tried to brush herself off, that's when she felt it. Something hot and gooey streaming down her leg. Turning to look down, she saw the woman's cum oozing out from her pussy. A sight that nearly caused her to break down right then and there. But before she could, she steeled herself once again. A process that was becoming increasingly difficult as her time within the fun house continued to wind on. Just one more door, and she could finally see this thing through to the end. And thus, without wasting any more time than she already believed that she did, Barbara took the key and made her way through the door in front of her, which then led to another room with some kind of trap door on its floor. Carefully, she kneeled down and opened it, already expecting some sort of trap to be on the other side. However, as a much-needed reprieve, she saw that it only led back down to the main hallway, a place that she felt safe enough to hop directly down to and then proceed to ready herself as her gaze, focus, and determination lay squarely on the last door in before her. This was it. The final challenge Harley Quinn had in store for her. And judging from the fact that she went through Hell and back to get to this point with all the other doors, a part of her shuttered to think about what other challenge might be in store for her. But she didn't let that stop her. Reaching out, Barbara grabbed the door handle, twisted it, and opened it to a sight that nearly left her utterly and completely dumbfounded. In front of her, wearing nothing but lingerie and a rose held between her teeth on a bed, sat none other than Harley Quinn. The soft sound of jazz rang out throughout the room as Barbara stepped inside, completely taken aback and confused by this turn of events as she turned to look around. Out of all things, she really wasn't expecting something like this. "Hiya, Hotstuff.~" Harley charms, a seductive look on her face as she lays splayed out on the bed. "You ready for some fu- OH WAIT!" In a mere instant, Barbara was already across the room, throttling the villainess by the throat and holding her down on the bed. "After everything that you put me through. The games, the rape, the horror, you really thought it was a smart idea to try something like this?" Barbara asks, voice laced with nothing but hate as she gazes dagger down at Harley, who struggles with the tight grip currently being had around her throat. At the same time, though, the villainess takes the time to grab the rose from her mouth and stick the vigilante with it. Caused a minor amount of pain, but far from enough to stop Barbara from what she intended to do. "I-If you k-kill me...." Harley strains. "Think about.... Who else dies...." Harley rasps, her white face slowly turning pink and then purple as she reminds Barbara of the reason why she was going through all of this in the first place. And so, even though she didn't want to with all her life, slowly, she eased her grip on the villainess' neck, letting her breathe. "There we go. Wouldn't want you losing your cool when your just at the finish line, now would you?" Harley remarks, straightening herself out while below, her massive bludge in her panties seemed fit and ready to burst through her undergarments. "What, Harley?" Barbara asks, still leaning over Harley's now less nervous frame. At the same time, though, she couldn't help but feel slightly.... Hot for some reason. Something that she couldn't exactly put her finger on as she felt small waves of heat pass through her and lead to her becoming more and more hot by the second. "What?" Harley responds, looking slightly confused by what Barbara meant, even though Barbara knew full well that she knew what she was referring to. "Harley!" Barbara shouts, cutting directly to the chase of what she wants as Harley herself slightly jumps in place at the vigilante's outburst. "Alright, alright. Calm your tits. By the way, how do they even feel at this point after your ride on the y'know, bull?" Harley asks, with Barbara responding back to her with nothing but an angry glare that more than got her point across of what she wanted to know. "Ok, ok. Look, I know this night hasn't exactly been the easiest for you. Neither for me either. I mean, do you even know how long it took to put all of this together? First, finding a place like this to hold all of my special little games for you, then having gather up enough girls who just so happened to be sporting the same kind of member as myself," Harley asks. "Anywho, well, I figured to tie this little night of ours together, we should do something a little special...." Just then, all the walls around her suddenly lift, revealing a sort of mock chapel stacked with the brim with Harley's clown girl goons dressed in usual wedding attire. "Like get married!" Harley announces proudly while Barbara is left to only look around confused. "Here, let's get you nice and cleaned up." Harley goes on to say before gesturing over toward a pair of clown girls holding what looked like a fire hose, sending off an immediate signal of alarm for Barbara. "W-Wait, H-Harley, no—" Before Barbara can even finish her pleading, she's suddenly blasted back into a nearby wall as the two clown girls begin to lay into her. All the while, Harley watches from the side, eating from a bag of popcorn. "Yeah, make sure to get all of that shit off her. Wanna make her nice and pretty for the ceremony." Harley shouts over the blasting of the water while Barbara herself tries to hold on for dear life. Her grip slipping multiple times as she tries to slowly claw her way forward, only for the water to win out in the end and send her back hurdling. But sure enough, just like Harley wanted, all of the sweat, paint, cum, and other fluids are washed away, leaving her completely soaked and covered by the absolute bare minimum. Although as Harley gets a good look at her, she notices some stray bits of cum still oozing out from Barbara's pussy. "Hey! Can we get a smaller hose over here?" Harley calls out as another clown girl comes running over with a hose which then proceeds to spread Barbara's legs while she's down on the ground and get the hose aimed directly into the vigilante's pussy. "Oh, don't you fucking DAAAAAAAAAAARRRREEEE!!!!" Barbara suddenly screams as her pussy is roughly washed out with the hose. It was an instructing experience as she tried to fight it, only to find that most, if not all, of her strength seemed to be sapped from her. Leaves her open to be manhandled by another clown girl who grabs her head, holds it back, and proceeds to pour an entire bottle of mouthwash into her mouth, causing the vigilante to sputter and gag as her mouth is completely cleaned of any fluids in there before the clown girl with the smaller hose takes the chance to then wash out her mouth and just make sure that her face was clean of any messes that may or may not have been splattered across it. "Yeah, don't wanna be kissin' that mouth after knowin' where it's been." Harley remarks sheepishly as another two clown girls quickly grab a slumped-down Barbara by her arms, holding her up for Harley to take a good look at as she walks over. "Right, then. Let's get her dressed so that we can get our special day started!" Harley announces before clapping her hands, signaling to the two clown girls holding her up to quickly begin dragging her away through various winding halls as the sounds of screaming and crying echo throughout Barbara's ears, disorienting her more than she already was as she looked around. Through various doors, she could see multiple women forced to dress up like superheroes from across the world before they were then fucked into another dimension by long-cocked women. Wonder Woman, Supergirl, fuck, she even saw some poor girl dressed up like Cassie while she was being drilled down on a bed by a bronzed-skinned woman with pulsing green veins going across her body. Her flexing, muscled body was covered in sweat as she railed down thrust after thrust into the screaming smaller woman beneath her. It was all like some sort of nightmare. It had to have been. All of this couldn't be real. Could it? The underwater maze, everything, none of it was actually happening. Maybe she was under some sort of trance by Scarecrow or the Madhatter, and she was just stuck in her mind. A much more desirable reality than the one she found herself in now. Even if it meant that in her delusional state, she'd somehow come up with something like this. However, as she was thrown head first through a door into a big empty room filled with a simple mirror and a wedding dress, it all seemed real enough as the two clown girls who were dragging her along quickly picked Barbara up like she was some sort of ragdoll and began drying her down with a pair of towels after she was hosed inside and out. "There we go, there we go. Got to get you all nice and clean for the boss lady." One of the ladies chimes as she roughly rubs a towel across Barbara's skin while the other one grabs a hairdryer and goes to town on her hair. "Special day, special day!" The woman working on her hair chimes, probably high off her mind on who knows what kinds of drugs as she dolled up Barbara's hair, only stopping momentarily as the pair of women go over and grab the wedding dress off from the stand and bring it over to Barbara. "N-No.... No!" Barbara says loosely, her head feeling like it was spilling. And yet she was fully aware of what was happening to her as she was roughly tucked inside the dress. Its smaller size also allows Barbara's more curvaceous assets to show off as the two clown girls get back to work painting her face full with makeup. "There we go. Such a pretty girl for the boss lady...." One of the clown girls giggles maniacally before the sound of wedding bells ringing through the room they were in suddenly cuts her off. "Here, it's time to take her back to the ceremony." She goes on to say before she and the other clown girl hoist Barbara up to her feet and begin forcing her to walk all the way back from whence she came, passing by all the same sounds, smells, and sights of sex that left Barbara's head spinning, at the same time also causing that same heat that was building up inside of her to increase in temperature ten fold before she and the two clown girls finally came to a large pair of double doors. "Y-You don't have to do this...." Barbara mutters, turning to the two women on either side of her. But neither of them seemed to pay her any mind as the song, Here Comes the Bride, could suddenly be heard from the other side of the double doors before they soon opened, revealing the same chapel Barbara had seen earlier, only this time filled up with more women. The women sitting on the right side of the aisles dressed up like Harley's usual clown girl posse, albeit more fancy-like and in wedding garb. At the same time, on the left, what could only be described as women dressed up in mock porn parody costumes of Barbara's superhero friends could be seen. But at the end of it all, standing at the altar was a faux female clown priest but, more importantly, Harley, who was wearing the same lingerie she was wearing earlier, but this time, she was also wearing a clip-on tie. Her expression, a look of pure excitement and joy, lit up like a light once she saw Barbara as she was dragged along up to the altar. To make matters even worse, tears of happiness seemed to also prick at the corners of the villianess' eyes, like this was all an actual genuine wedding. Something that Barbara herself was still having trouble comprehending as she made her way up to stand by her new bride, to which, once she was ready, the priestess soon began. "Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today-" "Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, cut to the chase already." Harley hurries the woman along, with the priestess looking slightly taken off guard before clearing her throat and she gets to the main point that Harley herself was looking forward to while Barbara herself was dreading it. "You may now kiss the bride." The priestess announces, to which Harley then suddenly reaches out and grabs hold of Barbara's head and slams her mouth over hers. Instantly, Barbara grimaced as she felt the villainess's tongue soon begin to explore her's, going across her gums and curling around tounge while Harley herself moaned loudly into Barbara's mouth, disgusting the vigilante as she continued struggling to fight, but the effects of whatever was happening to her still left her completely helpless and at the whim of the villainess as she continued to swap spit with her. "MMMlmlmmm!" Barbara moans into Harley's mouth as she feels her hands reach down and grab handfuls of her tight and tender ass meat, disgusting her even further than she already was as the molestation just seemed to go on and on, with Harley herself never tiring for a single second as she made good work in grabbing as much as she could of Barbara's body. But once she was done, Harley finally pulled her lips away from Barbara's, leaving behind a strand of saliva that still connected their lips together. "Wooooweeee! What a kisser!" Harley guffaws before hooking one of her arms around Barbara's waist and pulling her close up against herself. "Now then, let's get this wedding fucking started!" Harley calls out to her gang, causing them to roar in applause. From there, it went as much as anyone would expect when it comes to a wedding: they laughed, shared memories, danced, ate cake, everything that would usually happen; the newly found couple did, at least, Harley did. Barbara was forced along with the ride as Harley treated her like a trophy, showing her off to everyone who could see her party. That is until things began finally wind down. Harley was up on a stage, holding a mic to her lips as she talked aimlessly while Barbara was placed in some chair to the side. "Y'know, you girls are the best gang a gal like me could ask for." Harley admits, tears pricking at the corners of her eyes before she quickly wipes them away. "Puttin' this whole thing together, helpin' me bag a bitch as bad as her," Harley gestured over toward Barbara. "I really just wanna say thank you." Harley thanked her gang once again, causing them to cheer, clap, shed tears of joy, whatever. What really mattered was what happened afterward as Harley stepped down from the stage she was on and walked over toward Barbara. "But now, I think it's time we got to the moment we were all waiting for." Harley says as suddenly, a group of her goons rolls out of the bed. "The honeymoon!" Harley shouts as her gaggle of clown girls cheers loudly, while Barbara is left utterly helpless as Harley grabs her by the arm and throws her over the bed. Trying to get back up, Barbara's only greeted by Harley, who climbs atop her, tears open her wedding dress, and begins layering kiss after kiss across her body, leaving behind thick red lipstick marks as they were slowly traced from her lips down to her chest, past her stomach, and to in between her legs. And worst of all, as Harley's gang got seats around the table to watch the show go down between the villainess and the hero, it felt pretty good. Something that should've revolted Barbara but only seemed to feel pleasurable as she let out slow, low moans and murmurs from her lips as Harley kissed her like a close, intimate lover. Eventually, though, pulling back, Harley grabbed hold of Barbara's face with one of her hands, digging her thumb into her mouth at the same time as she brought both of their faces close together until they were mere inches away from each other. "You see, batbitch? Don't you feel it? All this time, all this.... TENSION! And now we're finally able to act on it." Harley says, her words almost having a hypnotic effect on Barbara's brain as she gazes into Harley's crazed-looking eyes. And for some reason, they made sense. Barbara couldn't really put her finger on it, but the way Harley talked about it, it all made sense even though, for all intents and purposes, when in reality, it really shouldn't have. "You feel it, right?" Harley asks. "The love! The hot, sticky love between the two of us that nobody would ever be able to come in between." Harley goes on, causing Barbara's already-on-fire-feeling body to heat up even more as her cheeks grow a deeper shade of red the more Harley holds her close, face to face. "Tell you feel it! TELL ME!" Harley practically screams, and slowly but surely, Barbara begins to nod her head in response while murmuring out the affirmations the crazed clown girl was looking for, mostly just out of survival more than anything else. However, those same feelings were still there, that same feeling of love that left Barbara completely at the mercy of Harley and whatever she had planned for her. "Great!" Harley shouts before her gaze travels down to Barbara's exposed chest, the sight of her heaving breasts causing the villainess to lick her lips as she looks at them. "Now then, I don't think you'll mind if I...." Harley's words trail off before she then descends her head and begins lip-smacking across the vigilante's tits. Causing more feelings of pleasure to shoot through Barbara's frame as she moaned loudly and felt Harley's teeth softly chew on the tips of her nipples. "Yeah, baby, let it all out. Tell me how much you love it! And guess what? It's about to get a whole lot better!" Harley says before she reaches down and begins to hike up Barbara's wedding dress, exposing her crotch to the cool air of the room while Harley herself freed her pale white member from the confines of her lacy panties. Catching small glimpses of it and knowing full well what Harley intended on doing with it left Barbara stuck in a mixture of fear and utter excitement as she felt its bulbous head press into the eager confines of her pussy lips, making more moans fly out from the vigilante's lips than she would've cared to admit, causing Harley to chuckle slightly as she lined herself up before she turned to look deeply into Barbara's cowl covered eyes. "What? Think I'm gonna go in there after all it's been through?" Harley asks, confusing Barbara if only for a moment until she realizes what the villainess ACTUALLY intended on doing. But before she could do anything, it was too late as Harley suddenly reared her hips back and proceeded to plunge the entirety of her member deep inside the confines of Barbara's ass, filling her all the way up until their hips met together in a meaty smack that sounded off alongside a meaty clap as Harley's thick, cum filled balls smacked up against Barbara as well. "Fuuuuuck!" Barbara wails loudly, her cries filling up the entire room as Harley ruthlessly brings her hips down against hers. Gasps of pleasure mixed with pain were the only thing that managed to find their way out from the vigilante's lips alongside her usual moans and cries, something that Harley herself took in great stride, with it even going so far as to motivate her to pound her cock even further into her nemesis' ass, reaming it out in the process to new sizes that didn't even seem possible. "Yeah, you like that, honey? Like it when I fuck your cute little shit-chute?" Harley rasped deeply into Barbara's ear before beginning to softly nibble on her earlobe as she was rocked back and forth across the bed. "Always love fuckin' sluts up the ass. Always takes em' off guard when they feel how big I am. Cause that's what you are, right? A fuckin' slut! Say it, say that you're a fuckin' slut!" Harley commands as she continues to wail down her hips up against Barbara's, causing untold damage to the vigilante's sphincter. But to actually do what she wanted in this regard and degrade herself even further than she already was was crossing way too many lines for her. But as the hot and heavy pleasure from Harley's cock continued to fill her ass full, it seemed she wouldn't really be able to stop herself as the words slowly made their way from forming inside Barbara's mind to the point that they were banging at the exit to her lips, only to finally come out once Harley shouts, "Say it!" One last time. "I-I'm a slut." Barbara moans wildly, her body covered in a thick layer of sweat which then mixes with Harley's as the villainess almost drools over her prone form with every thrust she lays into it, and after she said what she did, it was only a matter of means until she'd throw herself even harder up against Barbara, sending her massive cock even deeper into the confines of her asshole while her thick pair of balls continued to slap against her. "Louder! I wanna hear you scream it!" Harley commands, dominating in every approach about her as she brutally continued to anally rape Barbara's rear raw, leaving it an utter mess while below, Barbara's cunt was nearly a fountain of fluids that spilled down onto the bed beneath the both of them "I'm a slut!" Barbara shouts, internally cringing at the words as they were forced free from her mouth, feeling like they were almost liberating in the sense that she has finally admitted it. It was strange, a feeling of conflict between absolute pleasure and utter humiliation, something that Barbara herself had trouble grasping a good hand on given her current state of loose-mindedness. "Holy shit! She fuckin' said it!" "Told ya the boss would make her do it!" "Yeah! Keep fuckin' her Harley!" "Fuck that bitch! "Fuck her! Fuck her! Fuck her! Fuck her!" The words of encouragement from Harley's gang spread throughout the room as they watched along to the show and stroked their massive members. Their words seemingly motivating Harley even further to punish Barbara for all that she was possibly worth in absolutely demolishing what was even left of her asshole. All the while, Barbara herself felt like she was getting closer and closer to cumming, a terrifying thought for the vigilante to think as the thought that Harley was going to make her cum just by fucking her ass really and truly dawned on her. "Fuck, batbitch! Here it fucking cuuuuuums!" Harley screams as she, of course, makes a pun out of it as her hips reign down one last time up against Barbara's rear before her balls twitch, and then her cock begins to unload thick gooey blasts of her clown spunk deep into the bowls of Barbara Gordon, making the woman in turn scream as she finally has enough herself and cums. "FUUUUUUCK!" Barbara screams as her pussy squirts out a veritable fountain of fluids that spills out across Harley's crotch, covering it completely. At the same time, Harley herself continued to firmly grind her body down against Barbara's, making sure that she was filling her up completely with her spunk, all the while moaning with that same obnoxious voice of her's that would only serve to haunt Barbara's dreams going forward in her life, even IF she could go forward after a horrifying experience like this. Eventually, though, the flow of fluids ends, and Harley begins to slowly extract herself free from Barbara's ass. "Phew! Not a bad fuck, bat brat." Harley remarks as she steps off the bed to the side, not before rearing back a hand a delivering a slap hard against Barbara's ass that leaves behind a thick red hand mark, causing Barbara to scream one last time, much to the amusement of the clown girls around her in the room. "Alrighty then girls, get your asses over here and cover this bitch!" Harley calls out, confusing Barbara if only for a moment as she watches as the clown girls who were watching the show begin to approach her on all sides, cocks out and ready before they start to shoot out hot streams of liquid that proceed to cover the entirety of her body, fully pushing her mind over that final edge before they all begin to file out alongside Harley who stops to turn back toward Barbara still lying on the bed. "Here, think you'll be needing this." Harley remarks before tossing the final key piece onto Barbara's panting, heaving chest. "Toodles!" Harley then says before dipping out from the room, leaving Barbara all on her lonesome to slowly rise to her feet and make her way out of the room to the door that would hopefully be the exit. It was only then, though, as she made her way over, that she realized what was making her feel this way. The rose. The rose Harley stuck her with when she pounced on her for the first time. Barbara wanted to curse herself but she by no means had any energy left inside herself to do so. She still had to contend with saving the hostage Harley had captive. Something that seemed almost impossible given her current state, but still something that Barbara knew she had to do as she walked over to the final door, pulled out all four keys, and then, using them, proceeded to unlock the door, letting out a sudden bright light that seems to overtake Barbara's vision before everything suddenly goes dark. ---- "No.... Stop.... I.... Why...." Batgirl mumbled to herself loosely as she lay across the ground. Her body, which was once refined and perfect in almost every way, was now covered in a mixture of sweat and cum; all the while, Harley and her goons cleaned up the area around her, not really paying all that much attention to someone who would usually be a threat to each and every one of them. However, while everyone goes about their business, one clown girl can't help herself but glance at the prone heroine, a look of concern laced on her expression as she watches from afar, unknowingly catching the eye of Harley herself as a result. "Something wrong, recruit?" Harley asks, coming up behind the clown girl, who suddenly jumps at the voice of her boss. "O-Oh, nothing. Just.... Uh...." The clown girl stammers over her words as she glances at Batgirl, looking slightly sheepish in the process, while Harley herself continues to look not worried in the least but eventually gets what her goon is referring to. "Her?" Harley asks, pointing a thumb at the vigilante, with the goon nodding in response. "Oh, honey." Harley laughs, wrapping an arm around the clown girl before slowly leading her away. "You don't have to worry about her. She won't even know what happened by the time she wakes up. We do this every year, and she doesn't remember a thing." Harley explains as the clown girl looks shocked at her response. "Every year?" "Yep, every year." Harley chuckles before pointing a thumb over toward a nearby tv showing footage of the hostage they had, the one thing they were able to use to get Batgirl to go through half the stuff she put herself through that night. "The footage we used of the hostage was just of herself the first April fool's day I started this whole thing." Harley goes further on as the clown girl then watches the footage as the hood on the hostage is suddenly pulled up, revealing it to be none other than Batgirl herself. "B-But.... H-How...." The clown girl is at a loss for words. When she first heard about the chance to dick down Batgirl, she didn't think much of it. Hell, she thought it was just a scam where some people would throw a bitch wearing a Batgirl outfit into a room, and she and whoever else could just go to town. But after tonight, she was just simply shocked at how well thought out everything from the littlest details to the bigger things. "Won't she remember what happened to her?" She finally manages to ask. "Nah," Harley responds casually as she reaches down to pick up a flashlight. "Hattertech. Got it from the crazy bastard himself. Puts anyone into a trance where you can literally do whatever the Hell you want to them, and their mind will make up all the little details so it'll make sense to them on some form or level." Harley goes into great detail before tossing the flashlight to another one of her goons. "And by the time she wakes up, she'll be all patched up and pretty like nothing ever happened." Harley finishes saying before walking forward ahead of the clown girl, not before stopping to turn on her heel and point a pair of finger guns at her. "Stick around, rookie, 'cause there's gonna be a whole lot more pussy where that comes from." From there, the clown girl was left to get back to work. The look of conflict that was obvious on her face to anyone who saw her slowly transformed into an expression of amused determination. And as she began looking for things to do to keep herself busy, she couldn't help but feel excited about next year's April first. ---- Howdy Doody!~ And Happy April Fools!~ Been workin' on this one for a while now. So I hope you enjoyed it. Wanted to also fill in that gap of there not being all that many futa Harley Quinn stories. So I hope this helps satiate the tastes of people similar to me. Peeps on Patreon had access to this story early for a measly 3 dollars, so if you want the same deal, check out the link here: https://www.patreon.com/ZZOMBOHO Here's my Twitter if you wanna know more directly when I upload: https://twitter.com/ZZOMBOHO And as always, I hope you enjoyed!~

Chapter 4 - Hearing Things Out

"The fuck was that about?" Katsuki remarks, his question something the rest of class 1-A was wondering. Just moments ago, Miruko had come to UA and proceeded to usher Mina off to her room to talk about something privately. "Aw, Katsuki, are you worried about your friend?" Uraraka playfully teases the angry pomeranian-turned-human, poking him in the cheek before he pushes her way. "Shut up! Like I give a shit anyway." Katsuki yells before storming off. "Yo! Dude, we still gonna hang?" Kirishima calls out, following after him. "Wonder if they'll be doing any intimate stuff up there...." Mineta's voice trails off as he suddenly begins to float upward. "Mina is an exceptional hero; it's not surprising someone of Ms. Miruko's caliber saw potential in her...." Izuku trails off before he, too, begins to float, but instead of letting him float up to the ceiling to meet Mineta, Uraraka quickly grabs him by his foot and begins to pull him outside. "Come on, Mr. Ladies man; you can gush about her another time." Ochako chuckles, pulling Midoriya around like a balloon. "Coming Iida?" She suddenly calls out, causing the bespectacled hero to jump. "Ah, yes! Sorry." He apologizes before departing after his two close friends. Soon afterward, the rest of the class began to go their own ways, either going back to their rooms or heading off to do their own thing. "Are you coming, Jirou?" Momo asks, turning to her friend who still sat on the door living room couch, a conflicted expression on her face as she continues to think about what just happened. "Hmmmm? Oh, yeah, sorry, I just gotta check something real quick." Jirou explains, hopping up from the couch and making her way toward the staircase, curiosity at the center of her mind as she made her way up. Then, once the common area was empty, Uraraka's quirk keeping Mineta up in the air releases, and the grape-haired perv proceeds to fall back down to earth. ---- Getting up to the 4th floor, Jirou felt her heart thrum harshly in her chest, and she couldn't even exactly know why. Miruko was a great hero, one of the best out there; why would she have to worry about her doing anything with Mina, of all people? Walking forward, Kyoka carefully and quietly made her way over to the door to Mina's room, trying to listen for anything only to hear nothing. Annoying but nice to know that their dorm rooms were actually soundproofed. Still knowing what she had to do, Jirou proceeded to extend out her ear jack and stab it into the door. "OOOOHHHH FUUUUUCK!!!!" Jirou nearly fell back as she was almost deafened by the sound of Mina screaming, making her think that something horrible was going on, only to also pick up the sound of a thick cock pounding at a defenseless pussy. Kyoka was taken entirely off guard by the sound as she heard Mina's moaning ring out throughout the room, practically screaming at the top of her lungs as somebody used her pussy with brutal efficiency. "KEEP GOINGGGGGGG!!!!" Apparently, quite well, as a matter of fact. Jirou's face burned hot red. Out of all things, she wasn't really expecting that when she first went to check in on Mina. But it wouldn't exactly be the first time she heard one of her friends getting freaky, one of the drawbacks of having a hearing-based quirk. Still, she wondered who it could've been, but it didn't take her long to realize the answer to that. "MIRUKO?!" Jirou thinks to herself, alarmed as her face grows even redder. Holy shit! "But I thought.... She...." Kyoka struggled to string thoughts together as she continued to listen to the number 5 hero of Japan pound at her friend's pussy, causing her already rapidly beating heart to nearly slam out of her chest. A part of her wondered if she should go in there, make sure that everything was alright. But as Mina continued to scream and moan, it became pretty evident that the pink heroine was having a good time, so much so that it only made Jirou wonder what kind of weapon the bunny-themed hero must've been working with if she managed to get this sort of reaction. She could only imagine it, a massive log of fuck meat slamming back and forth into Mina's juicy pink snatch, pulling and ripping orgasm after orgasm from her plump, beautiful body. She knew her friend was up for having fun from time to time, but she could never imagine in her entire life hearing her sound like that. Begging for the cock Miruko was rocking with to fill her womb with her hot gooey bunny spunk. If Mina could end up sounding like that, what about Jirou herself? If she found herself in the position her friend was in now, getting used by such a mature and powerful heroine as she pounds her thick cock into her pussy. It almost became enticing the more she thought about it, almost beginning to arouse her. "GOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH!!!!" Another sudden scream from Jirou snapped her back to what was happening as the sounds of meat meeting meat suddenly slowed down before ceasing completely, telling Kyoka that they were finally done, making her almost listen in deeper at what would happen next between the two of them. After the sound of slight rustling, Jirou hears a voice say, "Not bad, as first times go." That was Miruko's voice, confirming what she already knew at that point. "Well, I guess I'll see you at work, sidekick." Rumi says before the sound of rustling continued, confusing Kyoka further before she heard the sound of footsteps walking toward the door, causing her eyes to suddenly go wide as she retracts her earphone jack from the door before maneuvering her way away from the door as it suddenly opened and Miruko stepped outside, her skin, now covered in a noticeable sheen of sweat as she began to walk down the hall. "Alright, I'm in the clear." Jirou huffs as the pro hero is just about to leave; however, just before she enters the elevator to go back down, Miruko suddenly stops, making Kyoka's heart leap into her chest as she sees the bunny-themed hero's ear twitch slightly, almost as if it was listening for something before the heroine suddenly continues walking, making her way onto the elevator and going back down to the ground floor. "Fuuuuuuuuuccccccckkkkkkkk...." Jirou groans, face still flush red as she falls against the wall behind her, sliding down to a seating position. Too close, that was too close. Turning, Kyoka's attention switched back toward the door to Mina's room. A part of her wondered if she should knock and see how she was doing, but she already knew, didn't she? Standing back up, Jirou huffed, her body's nerves still standing on edge. She probably shouldn't have stayed there for too long and have people think she was listening in on what was happening between her friend and the pro hero, which she did, but that wasn't the point. The point now was to just get the fuck out of there. Making her way back down the hall, Jirou turned and went up one floor toward Momo's room. Prior to everything that had happened, she had set up a study session with her before she was so utterly sidetracked with the whole Mina thing. But just as she raised her hand to knock on her friend's door, a thought suddenly crossed her mind. "Fuck, what am I going to tell Momo?" Jirou wonders. At first, she thought she should let her in on what she heard inside Mina's room. But at the same time, how would someone like her react to something like that, Kyoka coming to her and telling her that Miruko, of all people, slam fucked the absolute life out of their friend's pussy. It was all still far too early to know at this point. She just needed to get a clear mind of things and come up with some sort of plan, something that was exceedingly hard to do when she felt aroused from what she heard. Maybe she should.... No. But it would help, although what would it say about her if she did something like that after hearing what Miruko did to her friend? It was perfectly natural, though; there was no shame in the deed; it helped with stress, and it could also help clear her mind. But, oh, damn it.... Jirou reached into her pocket, fished out her phone, and typed out a text to Momo. "Sorry, I'm not feeling too good right now. Ok if we postpone our study session?" But just as Jirou was about to hit send, the door to Momo's room suddenly opened, and Momo stepped out, jumping slightly at the sight of her friend. "Oh! Jirou, ready for our session?" Momo beamed happily. "Don't say yes. Don't say yes. Don't say yes. Don't say yes." Jirou tells herself mentally as she discards the text she had typed out. She had plans at that point, and Kyoka doubted she could study with someone as beautiful as Momo without getting distracted. However, she also wasn't sure she would be able to postpone plans with Momo when she seemed this happy to see her. "Um.... Sure!" Jirou smiles back half-heartily. Fuck. "That's great! The others are on their way." Momo ushers Jirou inside the room. "Others?" Jirou asks, confused as she stands in the middle of Momo's room. She had thought that the study session was going to be only between her and Yaoyorozu. "I told Toru and Tsuyu about what we were doing, and they asked if they could join. I hope that won't be an issue?" Momo asks, closing the door as she turns to look slightly concerned. "Oh, no, that's fine." Kyoka flashed a reassuring smile back at her friend, trying to play things calm and collected even though she was anything but that. Suddenly, Momo's phone buzzed on her desk, causing her to check and see who it was. "Mina says she wants to join us also, though she says that she has to take a quick shower." Momo announces over to Jirou. Kyoka bet, after hearing what she went through with Miruko, she could only imagine how much of a mess she was. But rather than saying that, Kyoka smiles as she says, "Cool." Before sitting on the floor, she tried to seem normal. Soon afterward, another knock on the door caused Jirou to jump as Momo approached, opening it to let in Toru and Tsuyu. "Hey guys!" Toru bounces into the room alongside Tsuyu. "You girls ready to get started?" The invisible girl asks. "As much as you are." Momo chuckles softly. "Hi, Jirou." Tsuyu says softly, taking a seat down next to Kyoka before she's soon joined by Toru, both of whom place down their school supplies, giving Jirou the perfect idea of how she would get out of there. "Oh! Momo," Jirou going to rise to her feet, only to be stopped as Momo turned back around to face her, using her quirk to create a pencil and some paper. "Don't worry, I've already got you covered." Momo smiled before handing over the note-taking supplies, making Jirou grind her teeth together as she smiled back and thanked her friend. But before the group of friends could fall into small talk, Momo's phone buzzes once again. "Mina says she'll be here soon and that we can get started." Momo informs them, giving Jirou some more time to think of a plan of escape before her friend arrives. From there, the study session began. And by study session, it was mostly Momo being practically another teacher to them. However, even though Jirou tried to focus, her mind still wouldn't stop returning to what she heard happen inside Mina's room. Even though she could only listen, she could imagine a fair amount of it. Miruko's toned and muscular body thrusting down and spearing her massive cock into Mina's tight and tender pussy, reaming her out with brutal efficiency that could only come from someone like the number 5 pro hero of Japan. "Jirou?" A sudden voice calls out, causing Kyoka to flinch as she turns and sees Tsuyu looking at her, a curious yet also concerned expression on her face as she looks at her. "Are you alright? You haven't written anything down." The frog girl mentions, pointing down toward the empty note-taking paper Jirou was supposed to be going over as Momo went over stuff they were taught in class. "I'm fine." Jirou chuckles nervously, rubbing the back of her head as Tsuyu leans in to get a better look at her. Asui was always a good friend, she was kind, caring, and someone you could always count on. But she was also quite peculiar at times, which made deciphering if she believed her all the more difficult as she looked at her. Luckily, after a few more seconds, Tsuyu slowly backed away, turning her attention back toward her own notes as she continued to write stuff down, making Jirou mentally sigh with relief. "Right," Momo suddenly says, causing everyone in the room to turn toward her, "In the case of mechanical foundations...." For Jirou, Momo's voice more or less faded away as she looked at her. Yaoyorozu was a beautiful person. That much was evident to anyone who saw her. Whether it'd be her near-perfect features, her expertly well-done hair, or, more intimately, her curvaceous body, something that Jirou always tried never to look at. But it was hard not to, especially considering that they all showered together at times, giving Kyoka a perfect chance to see her gorgeous body regularly. Thinking back to what happened to Mina and Miruko, though, Jirou began to imagine the bronzed-toned beauty pounding at Momo's body, pumping her fat juicy cock into her friend's rear with a boundless passion that left the reserved heroine a moaning mess under the assault of the bunny themed hero's fucking. All the while, at the same time, she could also imagine Miruko's strong hands gripping and groping up Momo's chest, pinching her perfect nipples between her fingers. Turning to look at Toru and Tsuyu, who were still listening to what Momo had to say. While not precisely as gifted in the same regard as Momo, they both were still beautiful in their own ways. Tsuyu, her long flowing green hair, sprawled out behind her as Miruko slammed down into her pussy, causing her long tongue to fall out of her mouth as she was overwhelmed with pleasure. And with Toru, even though Jirou didn't even know what she looked like, Kyoka felt like she would be all for having Miruko slam her cock into her, pounding at her pussy brutally and leaving her begging and screaming for more. Oh fuck, was Jirou getting wet? Through her bottoms, Kyoka could feel as her crotch was practically soaked at that point, shocking herself that she would get to such a point thinking about perverted situations involving her own friends. It was disgusting, it was.... She needed to get out of there. But like before, just as she got ready to stand, there was another knock on Momo's door before it opened, and none other than Mina stepped inside, looking slightly drained but more perked up than Jirou thought she would be after what Miruko did to her. "Mina, welcome! We can review some of the material we already went through if you would like." Momo says before the pink heroine bounds happily into the room. "Miruko asked me to join her hero agency!" Causing all of her friends in the room to pause and turn toward her, absolutely stunned, including Jirou herself, as she practically sat there with her mouth agape. "What?" Jirou was the first to say. "Yeah! The reason why Miruko was here was for her to personally invite me to join her hero agency!" Mina bounces in places. "That's so cool!" "Oh, Mina, that's wonderful!" "Your so lucky!" Momo, Toru, and Tsuyu all crowd around Mina, happy for their friend. "When do you start?" Tsuyu asks. "I don't know, soon?" Mina responds. "What do you think she'll have you do?" Momo then asks, causing Mina's face to light up slightly red. "I.... Um...." Mina struggles to find the right words. "I have a few ideas, but I don't know for certain." Mina chuckles softly. So that's why Miruko was so interested in Mina so that she could fuck her. That was so.... Scummy? No! It was bad, it was! It was irresponsible and wrong on so many levels, but what was the issue if Mina herself was into it? No, it was still wrong. Jirou had to do something about this. But first, she had to get out of this fucking room. "Um.... Momo?" Jirou asks nervously, rising to her feet, drawing the attention of all four of her friends to turn and look at her, making what she had to say all the more difficult for her as she tried to give herself the courage to simply say it. "I'm not feeling all that well. Think I'm going to head back to my room for today." "Oh! Um, do you think we should go see Recovery Girl...." Momo tries to offer, but at that point, Jirou is already gone, having darted out of the room urgently to return to her own. ---- Bursting into her room, Jirou slammed the door shut behind her. That could've gone smoother. "Fuck! Why did I say yes?!" Kyoka yells at herself before stepping forward and collapsing onto her bed. What a day it had been. In just about a few hours, things had been completely normal, to something out of a.... Damn it, Jirou didn't know what exactly, only that this was all messed up. How was she going to go about this? Should she talk to Mina? Although she would have to bring up the fact that she was listening in on her. Should she at least tell someone? But that could spiral out of control, and she couldn't do that to someone like Mina. Damn it! Of all the situations to find herself in, Jirou had to end up in something like this. However, despite it all, she still had to think of something. Some sort of plan on how she was going to go about this. She couldn't really just let this stand, could she? Mina was her friend, one of her closest, as a matter of fact. But she couldn't think like this, with how she felt. Reaching a hand downward into her pants, she checked and.... Yep, sure enough, she was wet. It was so gross. She shouldn't be like this. But after hearing Miruko and Mina go at it, she couldn't keep her head straight. Walking over to her bed, Jirou crouched down and reached under it, her hand darting up into the mattress until she finally managed to pull out a small box. Opening it, Kyoka found exactly what she was looking for. It wasn't easy getting one into UA, first having to sneak it past all the security procedures and then having to make sure none of her friends discovered it. Nevertheless, she crawled to the middle of her bed, pulling her clothes off all the while until she was completely nude. After making sure to apply a fair amount of lubricant, Jirou angled the head of the dildo to the entrance of her pussy, pressing it in slightly to get herself ready for what was to come. That being hopefully herself. "Ok.... Here we go." Jirou sighed, still nervous about doing this even though she had done it a fair amount of times at that point, causing her to take a moment to ready herself once more before pressing it deeper inside herself. "Ah!" A sudden gasp leaves her lips as the Musician's legs buckled slightly. And yet, she remained undeterred, pressing it in further. Feeling as it brushed and moved against all of those sensitive places, giving her the exact sensations that felt like the very thing she needed after the day she had. Listening to her close friend get fucked and then having to hang out with her attractive friends with all their big asses and fat tits. She would never admit it out loud, but there were times when she found herself jealous. She tried not to. However, it was kinda hard when various civilians she met while on patrol thought she was a dude. Pressing on, Kyoka continued to use the toy, pleasuring her pussy softly, trying not to overwhelm herself right off the bat as she began to find her rhythm. The right pace maximized both pleasure and her own comfort level with how far she was willing to take things. Soon enough, she was getting to the point that she was able to push and pull it in and out of her at a steady pace. She was not going too fast but not going slow either, keeping things that led her perfectly to that satisfying finish. But while she tried to focus on the pleasure she was feeling at that moment, Jirou began to think back on what happened. If Mina willingly did what she did, then what was she even thinking? Didn't she even have any self-respect for herself not to just jump into bed with anyone? That wasn't to say that she didn't see the attraction. Even someone like her had to admit Miruko was a beautiful woman. Her toned thighs, probably able to crush entire chunks of steel without breaking a sweat. Her chest also, not while exceedingly big, was still large and firm in its own right. Thinking further along those lines, however, if Jirou was in Mina's shoes, and someone like Miruko wanted to fuck her, would she really say no? Kyoka's first thoughts were to assume the answer would be no. Still, as she began to speed up the pace she fucked herself with her dildo, her mind began to flutter to the possibility of someone so powerful completely using her like she was some useless sex toy. Filling her cunt to the brim with a hard cock that stretched her out all the way to her womb. What would that even feel like? The dildo Jirou had was useful, but it was by no means big enough to satiate those types of curiosities. It'd probably hurt, right? Jirou wasn't exactly the sizable person in the world, so having such a big member pound her pussy would probably be unbearable. But what if it didn't? What if it felt so good? Like the type of cock you can't stop thinking about afterward. "Fuck...." Jirou bites her lower lip harder as her mind continues to wander, thinking about Miruko coming to her instead of Mina to offer her some sort of internship at her hero agency. Only to end up fucking her like she was some sort of cheap prostitute. Having those thick, cum churning balls slap against her ass as she's fucked by the powerful bunny hero, only to have those same balls pump her with who knows how much seed and spunk. Afterward, maybe Miruko would end up forcing her to clean her cock, making her use her mouth to slather up her own juices and the remaining bits of cum still clinging to her cock. As Jirou continued to think about such things, the dildo inside her continued to push her farther and farther to that edge. It felt so weird thinking about such things, but it was more than doing it for her as she felt herself about to cum. "OOOooooohhhhhhhh!!!!" Jirou moans, her pussy suddenly twitching before she collapses forward, burying her face into her bed as she cums. That felt good.... Really good. She had cum plenty of times before that point, but holy shit was that something else. However, that relief soon turns into conflict as she realizes why she came in such a way. "Fuuuuuuuuuuuck...." Jirou groans, rolling over onto her back and looking up at the ceiling above her. She wasn't like this, was she? She wasn't some sort of perv. Although she DID just cum to the thought of getting fucked by Miruko, a train of thinking fueled by the other thoughts of the bunny hero fucking her friends also. "What is wrong with me?" Jirou thinks to herself as she lifts her hand up to look at and see it covered in her juices. This was going to be something she was going to have to work through with herself. But for now, with her mind now back to normal, she had to come up with some sort of plan on how she was going to go about this and help her friend. ---- Howdy Doody!~ Another chapter down! So happy to see it! 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Chapter 5 - Confronting The Cock In Question

Turns out there weren't a lot of situations like these. Best friend willingly screwing a pro hero. Most of the time, Jirou went over it in her head. She thought about how wrong it was, but at the same time, she went over the fact that if Mina was into it, what was the problem? She was stuck, plan after plan, passing through the musician's head as she tried to think of anything that could work. But nothing really seemed to click. For almost all of her plans, after trying to think them through, Kyoka found herself either looking like the bad guy or making the situation worse either for herself or for Mina. However, there was one solution that she thought of. Something that she thought of relatively early on but never really decided to go for it. That being going to Miruko herself to confront her about what she was doing with Mina. It was a typical day; Jirou was trying to study in her room, all the while trying to come up with and formulate a plan. That train of thinking suddenly hit her, only for Kyoka to throw it off as too simple. She couldn't just walk in there and start making demands, could she? But as the days wore on and Mina continued to come back to UA looking worn out and almost used in every sense of the word, Jirou figured she had to try something or just give up entirely and let her friend do what she wanted to do. And she wasn't a huge fan of going with the latter. So now here she was, standing outside Miruko's hero agency, the tall building towering above her as she looked at it. Prior to coming, Jirou had made sure that Mina wouldn't be coming in that day. Coming here was already awkward enough, so running into her while she was here doing who knows what would've been so much worse. Still, with a huff of her lips and knowing what she had to do, Kyoka marched inside and walked toward the front desk, aiming to talk to the lady who worked there. For a second, the lady behind the desk didn't notice her, as she was too busy filing her nails to notice her. Getting a look at her, blonde hair and all with red eyes, she looked slightly familiar to hero in training, but couldn't really put her finger on it. However, she waited for the lady to turn toward her, only for her to continue not to be noticed, getting to a point where Jirou let out a low cough, causing the blonde woman to finally move toward her. "Yeah?" The woman asks, sounding a little too rude if Jirou was being honest for someone working the front desk. But shaking it off, Jirou says, "I'm here to see Miruko." Trying to sound as assertive as she possibly could. "You got an appointment?" The secretary asks. Jirou did not. All the hero in training knew he was where Miruko's hero agency was, thanks to Mina giving her the deets in case she wanted to visit. But in the case that she did know, Kyoka doubted she would've even been able to get through the front door by saying that she was there to stop Miruko from fucking her best friend. "No.... But I'm here to talk about something very important about her involving a friend." Jirou tries to explain, only for the secretary to not seem all that impressed. "Ms. Miruko has a lot of friends. And if you don't get an appointment, she's gonna be too busy to see you." The secretary retorts back, returning her attention back toward filling her nails. Getting a little frustrated, Jirou leaned in close. "Look, I'm from UA," Kyoka starts, seemingly raising the attention of the secretary, who turns back toward her. "And I just need to talk to her, ok?" For a second, the blonde woman stares at her, processing something in her mind, if Kyoka had to guess before a smile grows across her face. "Why didn't you just say so?" The secretary grinned, making Jirou happy that she was finally getting somewhere, although that didn't stop her from feeling slightly creeped out by how the woman was looking at her. "She's up in the building's gym, 86th floor." The secretary points a thumb toward the nearby elevator. "Thank you?" Jirou says, still slightly confused, but still chooses to make her way over to the lift, entering one of them and pressing the button to go up. Back with the secretary, as the doors to the elevator close and Jirou begins her ascension up, a chuckle can't help but leave her lips as she goes back to filing her nails. "Can't believe she already got another one." ---- Before the elevator even stopped at the floor, Jirou could hear the loud sound of smashing, nearly shaking the lift she was in as it came to a stop. "The fuck was that?!" Kyoka wonders to herself as the doors finally open and answer her question. Almost directly in front of the elevator's doors was the broken body of a training robot, seemingly torn in half. Ah, so it was this kind of gym. Stepping out from the elevator, Jirou turned to look around the room, seeing only a blur as another robot was sent flying directly into a nearby wall, nearly exploding on impact. Walking forward slightly, Kyoka finally sees the woman of the hour as she leaps from stone pillar to pillar, delivering another kick into the chest of another robot, spearing directly through it as the bunny themed hero then uses her other leg to cut off its metal head before sending the wreck of metal sailing straight into the floor, amazing and also at the same time horrifying Jirou as she watched. "Come on! That all you got!?" Miruko shouts from the pillar she was standing on to a room seemingly full of broken robots. However, as Kyoka continues to watch, a massive grey blur flies above her head, going directly for the rabbit hero. But before what Kyoka quickly sees is a giant robot can even touch her, Rumi turns and leaps into the air as her muscular thighs proceed to squeeze the mechanical foe's head, and with a show of force that leaves Jirou speechless, the bunny-themed hero proceeds to tear the robots head complete off from its shoulders with its thighs before landing in front of Jirou. "What's up?" Miruko asks, robot head still between her thighs as she smirks at the dumbfounded heroine. But before Jirou can say anything, the bunny-themed hero says, "Wait, hold on a sec." Before turning to look down at the robot head between her thighs and popping it like a grape, sending mechanical bits flying everywhere. "Sorry, I always love doing that. But, yeah, you need something?" Kyoka was shocked.... To say the least. Holy shit, just.... Holy shit. She had seen some insane maneuvers in her time of training to become a hero, but.... Wow, just wow. But remembering why she was here in the first place, Jirou shakes her head, getting her mind back in the game as she turns to the bunny heroine. "Um.... Yeah, I was just looking to talk to you about the relationship you have with my friend." Jirou says. "Friend?" Miruko asks, looking slightly confused. "I have a lot of friends. You're going to have to be a little bit more specific." The bunny hero says, making Jirou sigh as she remembers how her front desk secretary said almost the exact same thing. "She's your sidekick? Mina Ashido?" Jirou clarifies, causing Miruko's face to almost light up. "Oh, yeah! Mina! What about her?" The bunny hero asks, raising a curious eyebrow. "How do you know her anyway?" "We both go to UA, but look, I know what-" "Mind if we can move this conversation somewhere else?" Miruko interrupts Jirou, pointing a thumb toward the door to a nearby room. "I'd love to chat and all, but I'm a very busy bunny and like to keep things moving." "Fine." Jirou relents, already feeling annoyed, as she follows Miruko into what she quickly discovers to be a locker room. Reaching up and pulling down the front of her costume, Miruko lets her large breasts show to the hero in training, whose face practically explodes into a wide variety of shades of red. "So, what did you want to talk about?" Miruko asks, a coy expression on her face as she sees the flustered expression on Kyoka as she quickly turns around to face away from her. "Um...." Jirou struggles to find the words, her heart practically exploding out of her chest as she keeps her vision away from the beautiful-looking heroine. "Look, back when you first showed up at UA and wanted to talk to Mina in private in her room, I followed the both of you up and heard you...." Jirou sighs. "Do.... It." "So, what your saying is that you eavesdropped on a private conversation?"  Miruko chuckles. "No! I just...." Jirou found herself flustered. Miruko was right. On some form or level, she was; Kyoka eavesdropped on them. But it was for good reason, and she found an even better one in what the pro hero was doing with her friend. "What your doing with Mina? it's inappropriate and wrong." Jirou finally gets out. "Really?" Miruko chuckles, walking up to Jirou, who still continues to look away. "Why is that? If she wants to fuck, who am I to tell her no?" "Mina!" Jirou starts, her face growing hotter from the pro hero's choice of words. "Mina is.... She doesn't really think before getting into things." Kyoka explains, trying to sound not as mean as they came out to sound like. "Wow, harsh, don'cha ya think?" Miruko remarks, raising an eyebrow at Jirou, enjoying every second that she could tease the heroine in training. "Oh, you know what I mean!" Jirou spits back. "I'm just looking out for her, is all, and want to make sure she isn't getting into anything that she'll regret." Jirou says, her heart hanging heavy with the possibility of someone who has a bright personality like Mina finding herself in a situation that she can't quite get herself out of. And instead of getting another snarky response. A moment of silence passes between the two women, with Jirou beginning to think that the bunny heroine was actually mentally digesting her words. Maybe actually getting somewhere in the process of what was going on also. "That's... Fair." Miruko admits. "But look, you might know a lot of stuff about your friend, but she knows how to press all the right buttons to get me ready to go. I'm sure you already know that." "Can't you just tell her no?" Jirou asks. "I could, but maybe...." Miruko trails off. "But maybe what?" Jirou asks cautiously. "If I'm busy with someone else, then maybe I won't have the time or energy to do it with her." Miruko says, her coy tone of voice returning to her as it quickly clicks for Jirou what she's talking about. "Ew! Oh, god, really?!" Kyoka says, sounding offended as the conversation quickly goes to the last place she was hoping it would end up. "What? I'm serious. It doesn't have to be you. Just some other horny slut." Miruko retorts, scoffing at Jirou's offense. "Maybe you could send one of your other friends my way." The bunny heroine chuckles, struggling to hide the chuckle that leaves her lips. "I'm not getting any of my friends to have sex with you!" Jirou almost shouts. "Well, then it's gotta be somebody." Miruko responds, leaving Kyoka in a state of conflict. She wouldn't, would she? I mean, if it was all to help her friend.... "Ah, damn it!" Jirou mentally curses as she throws around the possibility further in her head. For a few moments, Jirou's silent before a sigh leaves her lips. "If I do this, you'll stop doing...." "Mina?" "Yes." Jirou says, grinding her teeth together. "As long as you can satisfy me." Miruko says one last time. Shaking her head, Jirou slowly turned back around toward the bunny-themed hero, a conflicted expression on her face as she tried to keep her face aimed directly toward Miruko's features and away from her breasts, which were still out for her to see. After both women stare at each other, Kyoka finally says. "Fine, but you better not tell anyone about this." Jirou says, her voice low and nervous while her face burns an even hotter shade of red than before. "I might be a brash bitch, but I know when to keep my mouth shut." Miruko says before taking a step forward. "But you still know what you have to do, right?" "Yeah, I know." Jirou sighed, getting the picture before Miruko even had to spell it out for her. Falling to her knees in front of her, she notices the bulge in Miruko's costume, causing her already rapidly beating heart to slam out of her chest with nervousness as she sees it locked, loaded, and ready, a part of her still in disbelief that she was going to go through with something like this. "Relax. It's only a big thing if you let it become one." Miruko laughs as she reaches down and begins to undo the crotch of her costume, letting her huge cock flop out along with the sweaty musk she had from working out wafting forward and hitting Jirou directly in the face, causing her to wrinkle her nose. "Of all times to be doing this." Jirou thinks to herself, the smell of Rumi's cock making its way up her nose and almost intoxicating her brain. It was bigger than she was expecting. Fuck, it was huge! When Jirou heard Mina moaning like an overacting porno star back in her room, she made a general picture in her mind of how big a muscle Miruko was working with, but this was far beyond anything she thought, let alone anything she had seen. It must've been miles and above bigger, girthier, and meatier than any cock she had ever seen in her entire life, and now she was going to put it into her mouth. "You gonna do anything down there?" Miruko asks, waving her cock from side to side in front of Jirou's face. "Hold on a second!" Kyoka says, flustered as she reaches out and grabs hold of it, trying to get a real feel for it as it weighs heavily in her hands. Just how the fuck was she going to go about this? Would it even fit inside her mouth? "Just go for it." Jirou tells herself as she begins to slowly stroke the bunny heroine off in the most effective way imaginable while trying not to seem like she was into it for her own pride's sake. "Why am I doing this?" Jirou wonders, her gaze staring down the head of Miruko's cock as she jerks it off. She first came here to set the record straight and help her friend, but now here she was, doing one of the only things she hadn't thought of doing when she first walked in here. It should've been more conflicting for her, disgusting even. That she was lowering herself to such standards even if it was for Mina's sake, but a growing part of her didn't seem to mind. Rumi didn't have all that much planned that day. Patrol routes were blocked up pretty thoroughly by other crews, and the paperwork was beginning to finally subside, giving her a chance to get a much-needed break in from time to time. Even then, she wasn't going to complain about this turn of events, not in the least. She and Mina had been going pretty steady for a while now, and she began to figure out possibly adding someone else to her team. But it seems that fate itself shined down upon her and decided to help her along with her plans and get her this petite beauty to start the journey of becoming a slut for the rabbit hero's cock. Although, as she watched Jirou struggle to maintain simply jerking off her member, she knew that this newbie had a ways to go before she was at the standard she was looking for, and she was more than happy to teach her and show her the ropes on what she needed to do. "You know, I don't think I need to say this, but a handjob can get pretty boring after a while. Why don't you put that little mouth of yours to work?" Jirou looked at Rumi, who looked directly back down at her before her gaze shifted toward her cock, its bulbous head leaking out a small oozing drop of pre from its tip before she eventually relented. "Ugh, fine." Kyoka groans, trying to not sound excited about the prospect of putting such a virile cock into her mouth even though a part of herself grew curious about doing such a thing. Her mouth almost watering at the idea of what it must've tasted like. Leaning forward, Jirou took another huff in of Miruko's musk, choking her slightly and leading her to cough as she tried to get the head of the rabbit hero's cock into her mouth. Was she really going to do this? She had gotten this far, hadn't she? It only made sense for her to go all the way as her maw was mere millimeters away from having her Miruko's member inside her mouth. "Just fucking do it already!" Jirou mentally yells at herself before finally going for it, popping the head of Rumi's cock into her mouth, the tip of her tongue instantly recoiling back from the bitter, salty taste of the pro hero's musk and sweat. "Oh, fuck! It's so salty!" Jirou gags, coughing as she pulls her head back from Miruko's cock, who looks down at her with a smug yet also unimpressed expression on her face. Her tongue practically burned along with her nose after inhaling such a heavy amount of her sweaty musk that now permeated around her head. "Well, I did just get done working out." Rumi retorts, rolling her eyes at Jirou, who struggled with the disgust she was feeling. "Can you just take a shower real quick before we do this?" Jirou asks, wiping some spare spit that had leaked down to her lip as she looks up at Miruko, who doesn't even say anything back as she just looks back down at her. "Fine!" Jirou grits her teeth, not needing to get a response from the rabbit heroine to already know the answer to her request. At the same time, her gaze shifted back down toward her cock, seeing that the head of it was now slick with a small amount of saliva from her mouth. "Alright, let's try this again." Jirou thinks as she leans her head back in, taking the head of Miruko's cock back into her mouth, cringing at the salty, bitter taste. However, instead of pulling her head back, Jirou soldiers through the taste, hardening herself to it as she swirled her tongue around the bulbous head of Rumi's length. Her experience had its fair share of limits, even though she was willing to do something like this. Pushing her head down further, Jirou just barely managed to get in around a quarter of the entire of Miruko's cock into her mouth before she gagged again. Even in her mouth, it weighed so heavily against her tongue as the rabbit heroine's member began to ooze out more pre on it, causing Kyoka to try to push herself further. Already going well beyond any limits, she might've had to show Rumi she wasn't completely inexperienced. However, while Miruko watched her from above, she thought she was just that. By no means did it feel bad. A blowjob was still a blowjob, after all. But Jirou's inexperience was clear as day to feel as her tongue loosely and haphazardly tried to slather all of those sensitive places, only to fail in doing that spectacularly. The heroine in training wasn't even sucking it, just moving her mouth up and down her cock as if that was going to finish her off or even simply impress her. She thought that Kyoka could've possibly saved it by pushing it further into her mouth, even having its massive head go up against the entrance to her throat. But Jirou seemed more than content with staying where she was, not even taking half or even close to it. But throughout it all, the rabbit heroine could tell that she had potential. She heard that she was a musician, all she had to do was just put that mouth of hers to proper work, and she might even have one of the best throat pussies out there. And with her being the pro hero that she was, who wasn't she to try and teach her. "Gotta say, I'm not exactly impressed." Miruko comments, turning Jirou's gaze to look up at her, annoyed that the amount of work she was putting into sucking her cock wasn't exactly being appreciated. "But I think you got the potential. All you need is the right push!" Rumi goes on to explain before reaching down and grabbing hold of Jirou's earphone jacks before proceeding to use them to pull her head forward into her crotch, thrusting her cock directly down her throat and causing Kyoka's nose to slam up against her waist. "GLKGGKLKGKG!" Jirou gargled, panicked through retches and gags as her hands quickly began to slap at Miruko's toned rear, the lack of oxygen nearly suffocating her as she desperately tried to pull her head back, only for the grip Miruko had on her earphone jacks to be too strong, keeping her in place. "Ah, that's it." Miruko groans, finally getting to that special part of Jirou's throat as it clung around her cock for dear life, twitching and squirming around the sudden and unexpected intrusion that was in her gullet. It felt good, the kind of pleasure the rabbit heroine was looking for whenever she got a BJ. "All you needed to do was use that throat of yours, and now here we are." Rumi says, biting her lower lip. She doesn't even notice Jirou's hand as it continues to beat across her ass, but eventually, the constant slapping of her muscled rear finally gets her attention. "Oh! Sorry." Miruko apologizes as she loosens her grip on Jirou's earphone jacks, letting her pull her head back and gulp in some serious deep breaths of air into her lungs. "Cogh! Kak! What the fuck?! Couldn't you have given me a little warning?" Jirou asked, outraged more about the fact that Miruko did it so unexpectedly without even as much as giving her a slight heads up or even letting her ease into it. "You want me to get off, right? My standards are a little higher than slut's first blowjob." Miruko retorts, rolling her eyes at Jirou's complaints, causing Kyoka's face to burn a hot shade of red at Rumi's insult. She had experience! Sure, it wasn't expansive like some other girls she knew. But that was because she didn't sheath her throat around any cock that presented itself to her. She needed to have some dignity to get behind, damn it! But throughout it all, Miruko had some point, even if it was behind the bitchy attitude that she had as she went about it. If she was trying to satisfy her, she needed to step things up. "Fine, just...." Jirou struggles to find the right words. "Just don't go TOO hard, ok?" "Whatever. Are you ready?" Miruko asks, with Jirou glaring up at her. But still, she opened her mouth to take Rumi's cock into her mouth, letting the rabbit heroine pull her head down further than anything she was usually used to at that point, struggling significantly with the entire thing but still powering through it. For Miruko, going at a much slower pace than she was usually used to, Jirou was still missing something. Something she quickly figured out to be that little extra push to make her really have that special throat to die for. She felt that slightly when she first plunged herself down her gullet, but even then, it would be a while until she was what she was looking for. However, Rumi was always up for a challenge as she went about fucking Jirou's face delicately while still providing that extra amount of pressure to push the heroine in training's limits far enough that she was able to learn a few things. "You know you're supposed to suck on it while it's in your mouth." Miruko remarks as she pushes around half of it into her mouth, earning herself another watery-eyed glare from Jirou in response, but midway through, the rabbit heroine could suddenly feel Kyoka as she begins to slurp and suck on her member, a significant improvement than before but as a result, her tongue now sat loosely in her mouth. When Jirou decided to actually go through with this, she knew it wasn't going to be easy. Having to handle such a massive cock with it being attached to a.... Well, to call Miruko boisterous would be a bit of an understatement. But even then, a nagging part of the back of her mind told her that she might've bitten off more than she could chew in this situation. This kind of cock, even as half of it slid in and out of her mouth, was a member meant for more experienced people. Not someone like her, whose experience was the occasional hookup with people just as inexperienced as her. Its thickness, taste, smell, and who knows what else was beyond any level Jirou was used to. But she was still doing this for Mina, right? She just had to focus, sucking and slurping on Rumi's member while slowly sliding her head up and down her cock. It wasn't too hard, right? Miruko was obviously holding herself back from going all out, thankfully, so she could keep going at this at her own more controlled pace. Although trying to do just that was becoming increasingly difficult as Miruko still pushed her limits, worming her cock further and further into her mouth until it finally bumped into the entrance of her throat, causing her to let out a cough-filled gagging retch. "You know your never going to get any better if you don't push yourself." Miruko remarks, applying more pressure, she had on the entrance to Jirou's throat with the head of her cock, getting closer and closer to penetrating it by the second for the second time as Kyoka chose to continue powering through it, unable to stop herself from continuing to cough and gag, but still getting more comfortable with it as she tried to ready herself for what was about to happen as Rumi's cock, in one short moment, penetrates past the entrance of her throat, causing the heroine in training's gag reflex to suddenly kick on as her mind panics. "Easy, easy, just relax." Miruko tries to ease some of Jirou's bodily worries as sweat beaded down her forehead. It felt so unnatural. While she might've had cocks in her mouth in the past, this just didn't feel like it was supposed to happen. And yet, she kept at it, trying to calm herself as Miruko dragged her head further and further down her cock, her nose mere inches away from the rabbit heroine's waist as she got closer and closer to it. But as the seconds continued to pass, Jirou began to doubt herself. This wouldn't really be how it happened, how she died, choking on rabbit cock, fuck, it was too much. She needed to pull back, get some air, and- Before Jirou's mind could slip further and further into panic, she felt it, her nose bump into Miruko's waist, causing her eyes to slowly open as a part of her realizes what she just did. Sure, she was currently running out of air in her lungs and was on the verge of passing out, but holy fuck, she just throated Rumi's entire cock without even having to have the rabbit heroine herself thrust herself down there. "See? I knew you could do it!" Miruko chuckles, with Jirou's eyes flashing up to look at her, although it was difficult to parse out her expression through the tears that practically leaked out of her eyes. It was an interesting learning experience for both of them. Jirou, throughout her entire educational experience, wasn't expecting a first-hand course on sucking cock. And for Miruko, this must've been the first time she had to teach someone how to take her cock. But if she was able to get this far, it only made sense for her to push things maybe just a little bit tinier further. "Alright, since you've gotten this far, let's see how you handle this." Rumi remarks, confusing Kyoka for a second as she then uses her grip on Jirou's earphone jacks to wrap them around her knuckles, putting them practically in a death grip as she slowly rears her hips back, giving space in Kyoka's mouth to take in much-needed air before in one swift moment, Miruko yanks Jirou's head down her cock while also slamming her hips forward, pounding her cock directly down Kyoka's throat, causing her to retch as she quickly goes back to struggling against her, her hands scrambling to slap across the rabbit heroine's rear to hopefully get her some air. However, instead of listening to what she was feeling, Miruko went about practically brutally fucking Kyoka's throat, slamming her throat full of massive bunny meat. "Just breathe, rookie, breathe." Miruko says in between groans, as she barely gives Jirou any time to do just that as she slams her hips back and forth, leaving Kyoka hanging on by a very much thin thread that was just about to tear at any second as the lockerroom soon filled with the sound of Jirou's panicked gurgling alongside Rumi's thick, cum filled balls beating off across the underside of her chin, their contents churning and aiming to get ready to spray the heroine in training's mouth full of their fluid. Even then, with her having full control of Jirou's mouth and throat at that point, there was still some room for improvement. The musician was seriously going to be a work in progress for Rumi as she fucked her throat, using her enhanced bunny strength and speed to leave Kyoka's throat nothing but a sore mess with every pounding she slammed deep into it. "Hope you don't have any singing practice later." Miruko laughs, getting an angry, gurgling cry from Jirou in response as her fingers dragged down Rumi's tight and toned butt. As a matter of fact, Kyoka actually did. It wasn't anything serious, just going over some vocals. But now, she wouldn't be able to as her throat was completely demolished by Miruko's cock. To make matters worse, the mess spilling past her lips and nose was splattering down and covering her shirt, causing it to stick to her chest. How was she even going to get back to her room, let alone UA, in a state like this? It was fucking insane. And she had Miruko all to thank for it as her cock surged back and forth into her gullet, showing no form of mercy for her that she might've had earlier when she previously let her use her mouth. "Don't know if this is your first cumshot, but get ready for a big one!" Miruko suddenly says, giving Jirou little to no time to prepare herself as the rabbit heroine suddenly slams her hips forward one last time, pressing Kyoka's nose up against her waist as she begins to unload thick, gooey globs of cum directly down her throat into her stomach. "GLKGLKGLK!" Jirou practically screams, her eyes slowly beginning to roll into the back of her head as the corners of her vision go blurry from the lack of oxygen. Tasting and feeling every part of Miruko's cock as it twitched while the massive cum containers beneath it churned with that warm liquid that was now being exploded down her throat in thick blasts of bunny spunk. Eventually, Miruko began to pull back, spraying a heavy amount of the liquid in her mouth, enough so that it began to pour out of the corners of her mouth and even leak out of her nose before her lips finally came off of Miruko's cock with a satisfying pop, not before the rabbit heroine sprays a few more blasts of cum across her face, fully completely her look of being a total and disgusting mess while she gulped in deep breathes of air into her lungs. "Gah! Damn it! The fuck was that?!" Jirou asks angrily, catching her breath as she reaches up both of her hands to wipe her face clean of Miruko's fluid, her eyes shifting downward to look at the mess she now was thanks to Miruko's vigours and nearly endless face fucking. "What? You wanted to satisfy me, right?" Miruko responds, smirking, seemingly not seeing the same issue Jirou was looking at as she looked down at herself, even though it was quite obvious that she clearly did. "How the fuck am I going to even get back to UA looking like this?" Jirou asks, looking down at herself, her shirt now sticky and sticking to her chest, her smaller breasts clear as day to see. "Fuck, I'm going to need a shower." Jirou groans annoyedly, now pissed off more by how she was looking rather than anything else Rumi had done. "Luckily enough for you then," Miruko says, reaching down a hand and grabbing hold of Jirou's shoulder before proceeding to turn her toward the locker room's showers. "We happen to be in the right place for that." Rumi finishes what she is saying, with Jirou glaring at her before shaking her head. "Oh, damn it...." Jirou groaned, standing up before making her way over and slowly undoing her clothes. Not entirely as embarrassed to get naked since Miruko had fucked her mouth messy not moments earlier. But as she walked, removing her jacket before pulling her shirt up and off of her before her hands began to reach down and undo her pants, pulling them down also until she was only in her panties, Miruko watched her from behind as she walked, looking to see what seemed to be a small wet stain by the crotch of her panties, making Rumi chuckle under her breath. She fuckin' got her. But while Miruko might've noticed it, Jirou didn't seem to as she pulled her panties off of her and threw them off to the side with the rest of her clothes as she fully stepped into the shower, amazing herself slightly at how big it was before walking over to one of the showerheads on the opposite side of the room and turning it on, letting the cold water flow out and heat up. She was really doing this, wasn't she? It was strange, stupid, and, most of all, completely out of character for her. But it was all for Mina. She just needed to help her friend by putting herself in the exact same situation she was in for the time being, at the very least, until she came up with a new plan to go about things. Once the shower water was hot and steamy enough, Jirou stepped into it, letting it slowly wash over her body. "How're you feeling?" Miruko asks, causing Jirou to turn around and look at her as she steps into the shower, now completely naked, her massive cock hanging free between her legs. Even soft, it was still so huge, and somehow, Jirou had managed to fit the entire thing down her throat, at the expense, of course, of her throat now being completely thrashed. "Fine, I guess." Jirou sighed, turning back away from Rumi, although that didn't stop the rabbit heroine from noticing her slightly red face in that brief moment that they looked at each other before she herself turned on a shower head for herself, putting it on full blast in terms of heat. "Still can't believe I did this...." Kyoka goes on to mutter, not intending for Miruko to hear her when she does with her enhanced hearing. "You know fucking isn't the worst thing in the world, right?" Rumi comments, rubbing some of her muscles that had grown sore after her workout. "I know that," Jirou chirps back, already getting at what Miruko was insinuating. "Just don't wanna lower myself to the standard of some slut who opens her legs for any dick that she sees." Kyoka explains, even though, on some form or level, she already did that when she let Rumi fuck her mouth like it was a pussy. "What's wrong with that? If you wanna fuck, then just fuck, you don't have to make it special or some shit." Rumi retorts, knowing full well that her words were getting under Jirou's skin as they both basked in the increasingly steamy locker room. "Look, you might feel that way, but I'm someone who has a little self-respect for herself." Jirou retorts, only then realizing how more or less sharp her words sounded after they came out of her mouth. "Really?" Miruko asks, turning around to face Jirou, who begins to slowly realize the type of situation that she might've just stepped in, especially as she heard Rumi begin to walk her way across the shower toward her. Eventually, Jirou could feel the presence of the rabbit heroine standing directly behind her, her gaze burning into the back of her head as the hot water of the shower washed over her. "You really think I could fuck you, and you wouldn't come back begging for seconds?" Rumi asks, sounding genuinely curious. "I.... I wouldn't get ahead of myself." Jirou says, standing her ground as she turns around to face Miruko, trying to show that she wasn't all that intimidated. However, it was difficult to stand against the beast of a woman that was the number 5 hero of Japan, as she stood most likely at the very least a head taller than her and still had the monster cock between her legs. Both of them stare at each other; a smile grows across Miruko's face as she checks out Jirou. "How about this, a deal. I fuck you, and if you don't cum, I'll stop fucking Mina while still keeping her on as a sidekick. But if you even so much as squirt, you join me as another sidekick right alongside her." Rumi offers stunning Jirou. "Course someone like you would come up with something like that." Jirou says bitterly before turning back around to face the shower, the offer still rolling around in her head. "Come on, you said you had self-respect. Bet you figure you have enough to keep yourself from cumming your brains out when your stretched out across my dick." Miruko continues, her words being as blatant as ever as she looks down at Jirou, who almost seems to fidget under her gaze. She did say that, didn't she? And besides, she wasn't some slut. She wouldn't just fold under the first sign of trouble from the pro hero. But it was still risky though. Her experience with having Rumi's cock stuffed down her throat told her that the rabbit hero's cock was nothing to scoff at in the least. It was a weapon, full and primed with the same quirk factor that powered the rest of Miruko's body. On the other hand, getting to stick it to someone like Rumi and come out the other side, saving her friend from the reality of what she was currently living, didn't sound all that half bad; as a matter of fact, it even sounded pretty good. Shifting to look back toward Rumi, Jirou bit her bottom lip, the confliction of going along with the deal obvious on her face as her gaze traced Miruko's expression, her face telling that she was still waiting for some sort of answer from her before her eyes trace down her muscular toned body before ultimately landing on her cock, already it began to stand rigid, excited at whatever prospect that Kyoka might've gone for. "Ok." Jirou suddenly says. She couldn't have just stood there going over the deal in her head forever. So, she decided to go with her gut for what would've been best for herself and her friend. But as Miruko's curious smile grew almost sinister as Kyoka said those words, she began to reconsider her decision, but before she could do just that, she's suddenly turned around and slammed into the tile wall of the locker room bathroom, the muscular body of Rumi pressing into her from behind. "Hope you don't mind if I get a little rough then." Miruko almost snarls into Jirou's ear, causing a shiver to rack up and through her spine as she feels the terror that was Rumi's member press up against the entrance to her pussy. Its massive head aimed to push through her soaked folds and plunge itself all the way into the deepest parts of her pussy and womb. "Just do it already- OH SHIT!" Jirou suddenly squeals as Rumi doesn't waste any time plunging her cock inside her, pushing the farthest that she could possibly go, with the head of her member smashing up against the entrance of her womb in what must've been a millisecond, causing Kyoka's pussy to explode in what must've been the strongest orgasm that ever tore itself through her body, nearly causing her mind to go blank as her fingers and toes curl. And all that was just from the rabbit hero thrusting herself in for the first time. "Now, would you look at that?" Miruko smirks, dragging her hips back as she looks down toward Jirou's pussy, seeing and feeling it twitch around her cock with a terrifyingly strong orgasm. "Seems you didn't have all that much self-respect. Guess your not all that better than Mina after all." Rumi says smugly, making Jirou hate her more than she already did at that point. However, she was left unable to vocalize any of it as the only thing that came out of her mouth was a wet slurry of fucked over bimbo brain words trying to string together a few sentences together. "Flluuk youuuu- FUCK!" Jirou tries to snap at Miruko, only for a series of heavy, powerful thrusts from her delivered directly into her pussy to stop any progress of anything like that as Rumi pounds her. All before those eventual moans are suddenly choked off as the rabbit hero seizes a grip around her throat, squeezing it tightly, but not hard enough completely to cause her to pass out as the muscular heroine worked her over easily and with what must've been a minimum amount of effort from her at that point. The way that the rabbit hero pounded at her pussy, it was almost angry as she obliterated past any barriers that Jirou might've had left in both her body as she was practically shaken back in forth by the force of Miruko's thrustings. Her pussy, or what was left of it at that point, nearly felt like it was constantly alight with pleasure as the orgasms that came out of it flowed like a waterfall. "Come on! Where's all that pride? Your supposed to be some high and mighty bitch, right?" Miruko says, as her hips practically become a blur of movement. The sound, it was nearly deafening as Rumi fucked her. The rabbit hero's hips, with how muscled and toned they were compared to Jirou's more petite ones, more than kept Kyoka pressed up against the wall with every pounding movement of her hips that she dealt into them. She was moving so fast that it almost hurt, but what quickly and heavily overtook her was the pleasure. Something that the hero in training couldn't even put into words if Miruko's hands already weren't wrapped tightly around her throat, turning any moans that would've flown out from her mouth into choked gasps. Suddenly, however, all the while still being pounded into the wall, Jirou felt a warm sensation shoot into her pussy. Confusing her for only a second before she quickly recognized it as Miruko cumming inside her. Something that should've been horrifying for her if her mind and body weren't already slowly being warped to be sexually subservient. And yet, while she was cumming deep inside her, filling up her womb, the pro hero continued to wildly thrust. Not stopping for a single second as her hips continued to move at that same insane pace that they were moving so fast and quickly into her folds. "GGLKKK GLOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH!!!!" Jirou screams, Rumi's hands slightly loosening around her throat and letting her take some air into her lungs but, more importantly, allowing her to scream out in pleasure as her legs practically feel weak beneath her. Her knees slowly buckled as she felt overwhelmed on levels that she didn't even think were possible, even during the process of learning how to fight villains and save people. However, before she could collapse, Miruko suddenly turns, keeping her cock inside Jirou's pussy and thrusting into her before throwing her onto the floor and leaning over her, placing both of her hands on either side of the hero in training's head as she begins to fuck directly down into her pussy, leaving her to moan and scream her head off as she was completely trapped under the pro heroine's muscular powerful frame as she fucked her pussy. "You know, I was amused at first, seeing and listening to you as you walk in here and start making demands like I'm supposed to listen to you or some shit." Miruko snarls, not wasting a single second as she fucks Jirou, and yet despite all of the circumstances that she was going through, the pro hero's words were slowly getting into her brain. "But when you start implying that your better than Mina cause she CHOOSES to let me fuck her, that's when I started getting pissed off!" Rumi says, confusing Kyoka before she slowly began to get what she meant. "But now look at you, moaning and screaming like any other bitch I stretch around my cock! You still think you're better, do you!?" "NGOOOOOOOOH NNOOOOOOOOOO!!!!" Jirou screams, tears almost in the corners of her eyes as she completely surrenders to Miruko as she fucks her. Her pussy was no longer her own. It was Rumi's for her to use and fuck whenever she pleased; no matter what she was doing, Kyoka was meant to serve her. "GAAAAAAAAAGGHHHHHHH FFUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCKKKKK!!!!" Jirou screams as her pussy cums once again, this time happening alongside Miruko, who fills her pussy and womb with more of her hot spunk, spraying and coating every single part of her insides with her fluid as her thrusting begins to slowly die down. Slowing down enough to a pace that Rumi was able to safely pull herself out, spraying a few more loads across Jirou's butt and back in the process. "In that case," Miruko says calmly with a satisfied sigh as she stands up, stretching out her body before leaving the shower. "I guess I'll see you soon." Rumi smirked, throwing a towel around her shoulders before leaving Kyoka to her own devices. Another sidekick snagged under her belt before she began to think about what was going to do that day. ---- Howdy Doody!~ Sorry for taking so long on this chapter, I'm a lil sick, but hopefully on the mend. In the meantime, if you wanna know when I post more directly, check out my Twitter here: https://twitter.com/ZZOMBOHO Also, peeps on Patreon were able to check out this chapter early for a few weeks now along with the next 4 chapters of the story, so if you want to be able to do the same, check out my Patreon here: https://www.patreon.com/ZZOMBOHO Anyhow, I hope you enjoyed the story!~

Chapter 3 - Testing Things Out

Mina stood nervously, albeit determined, outside of Miruko's hero agency, the car from UA driving her away and leaving her to go into the building where she would soon begin her internship with the one and only number 5 hero of Japan herself. Something that Mina herself couldn't quite comprehend, even now. The events that had gotten her to this point were almost like a dream for her at this point as she thought back on them. But rather than stand outside the building awkwardly and think about what happened, Mina took a steady breath before making her way forward, readying herself for anything the bunny-themed heroine might have in store for her. "It's gonna be ok. Just act like you usually do." Mina tells herself. It was obvious that the bunny-themed hero wasn't going for the most tight-collar type of hero agency, the kind of place where you had to always act like a professional. It was a relief for sure for Mina, given the fact that she doubted she would've been able to handle something like that. Still, it was hard not to be nervous, even after everything she did with Miruko. Walking past the front desk to the elevator, Mina entered the lift and began her journey to the floor where she would be working for the foreseeable future, the same floor as Miruko's. This was it. She was a sidekick to Miruko. Mina had to stop an excited scream from exploding past her lips as the thought passed through her mind. The circumstances, while strange, weren't anything the pink heroine was going to complain about. She got to score with Miruko of all people, a feat that people across the world wished they were able to say they'd done, and Mina actually had. "AHHHHHHHHH!!!!" Mina jumps with excitement, unable to stop a happy scream from leaving her lips before she quickly covers her mouth with her hand, quieting herself down even though she feels like screaming again. Once the elevator had come to a stop, Mina Stepped out of the elevator only to marvel at the size of the operation Rumi was working with. It was grand, full to the brim with female employees, making the pink heroine in training wonder if Miruko ever got freaky with any of them the same way that she brought with her. That thought alone sparked waves of arousal through her core, but for now, she stuffed those thoughts to the side for the time being as she made her way forward, walking past the strangely empty front desk before looking to find where her mentor's office was. It took her a second, but once she was there, she steadied herself once again before extending out her hand and knocking. "M-Ms. Miruko?" Mina calls out, pausing for a second to listen for anything behind the door. "It's me, Mina." "Yeah! Come in!" Miruko calls out, giving Mina the go-ahead to enter and come to the sight of the one and only Miruko sitting behind a desk, wearing her hero uniform. "Ah, finally. I was beginning to think you weren't going to show." Rumi smiles with her usual smug look, leaning back in her chair and letting her chest move forward, sparking more embers of arousal throughout the pink heroine. "Ehe, yeah, I may or may not have overslept." Mina smiles sheepishly. It was true, although the pink heroine did leave out the reason why she overslept in the first place. "Hmmmm." Miruko hums, her eyes falling over Mina's form, almost like she was looking at a piece of prey, although it didn't seem all that serious. "So, I'm guessing your hero outfit's in there?" Miruko points a finger toward the briefcase Mina held, causing her to jump slightly. "Oh! Yeah! I bought everything, just like you told me to." Mina smiles, feeling happy that she would be able to act so confidently around Miruko, of all people. "Good girl." Miruko remarks, her comment causing Mina's face to flush slightly red. "How about you head on over to the gym, and I'll meet you over there. Just gotta handle a few things real quick, and then we can get started." "Ok!" Mina shouts happily back before quickly departing out the door she just entered. "Heh, this is going to be fun." Rumi mutters under her breath, leaning back in her chair to take everything in. Despite a rough and boring start, things were slowly coming together. People were joining her hero agency, more doors were opening for her, everything seemed to be looking good. Inko Midoriya sucking her cock under her desk was also pretty cool. "Alright, slut, let's try to wrap this up quickly, I gotta go train my new recruit." Miruko remarks before reaching out and grabbing a handful of the green-haired woman's hair. The milf's dark green eyes nearly hearts as she gazes up at Rumi with nothing but pure and utter love. Rumi knew that sooner or later, she'd have to find a more personal secretary, someone to work almost directly alongside her as she tried to figure out this whole hero agency thing. So when she found Inko Midoriya, she thought she was a good fit. Seemed to handle the workload effectively and interact with her co-workers fairly well. It wasn't until the smaller woman approached her with a proposition to help her destress that Rumi knew she had a keeper on her hands. Someone who would prove themselves to be quite vital also to Miruko's more personal plans as she began to throat fuck the Inko's face, pulling her head up and down her cock, causing her balls to slap the underside of her chin with every repeated movement of her head downward. "GLKGLK! GLKGLK! GLKGK! GLKGK!" Inko gurgles. At that point, her hand was between her legs, fingering herself happily and leaving a small puddle underneath her. Something that Miruko didn't mind in the least, the fact that Ms. Midoriya found herself doing something like that while she fucked her mouth only seemed to enhance the experience for Rumi, causing her to buck her toned and muscled body even harder into her face. However, just like she had said, Miruko had to finish things up quickly; while she was more than happy to receive a long and stretched-out blow job, blowing countless loads down Inko's throat, she didn't want to leave her new sidekick waiting for too long. However, after their first meeting, Rumi had a feeling that the pink heroine would be able to understand. Still, speeding up her hips as fast as she could make them go, ravaging Inko's throat the same way that she would fuck a pussy sending one final thrust and finally bursting, spraying the inside of Inko's throat with cum. "Ah, perfect as always." Miruko remarks, slowly retracting her cock from Inko's mouth until only around half her cock remained past her lips; only then did she suddenly pull her hips back, getting that pop of her lips that the bunny-themed hero loved to hear. "Thank you, Ms. Miruko. I'm always happy to ease some of that stress off your shoulders." Inko says slightly in-between coughs as she catches her breath; while she might've been fairly experienced, or at least from what Rumi could tell, even she had her limits as she wiped her face up. Making sure to clean up her face as best as she could while Miruko made her way toward the door. ---- At the last second, Mina dodged as a robotic foe flew itself toward her, aiming to knock her to the ground, only for the pink heroine to suddenly spin on her heel and fire off a volley of acid toward it, melting it down to nothing but scrap. However, before she could even rest, another robot, this time taking up a vantage point above her, fires down a blast. Causing her to leap forward just in time. While Mina might've not been the smartest person in the world, she was still quite the capable hero, enough so that she knew what to do at that very moment was to suddenly press her hands together, creating a more concentrated blast of acid that easily cut through the pillar the robot was standing on, causing to collapse and fall on top of another robot that had tried to sneak up on her, something that the pink heroine totally predicted and totally didn't NOT see it sneaking up behind her. "Not bad, Mina." Miruko congratulates her sidekick, observing her work with the robotic training dummies. It was obvious that Mina had potential. "Some might think having an acid quirk could be limiting, at least in the whole heroing sense, but for you, you make it work." Rumi explains. It honestly Rumi of herself when she first started as a hero and the skepticism surrounding her quirk when she first described it as her basically having the same abilities as a rabbit. "R-Really?" Mina smiles, face slightly glowing red from the praise given to her by her mentor, let alone one of the most powerful heroes in the country. "Eh, can't say that I'm all that surprised about that, though. There's a reason why I felt you'd be a perfect fit for my hero agency." Miruko says, shrugging her shoulders. "Are you sure there aren't any OTHER reasons?" Mina chirps, flashing a cheeky smile toward Rumi, making her chuckle under her breath while rolling her eyes. "Don't push it." Miruko says, feeling slightly weird for the bunny-themed hero that she would have to be the mature one this time around, at least somewhat. "You might be good, but you still got a ways to go until your top ten worthy." Rumi goes on to scold softly, making Mina groan. "So," Miruko starts, grabbing Mina's attention before asking, "Ready for some training?" Causing Mina's eyes to light up with excitement and a wide, toothy grin to grow across her face. "I'm up for anything." Mina smiled, confident in her ability to take whatever Rumi threw at her, the kind of mood that the bunny-themed hero was looking for. "Alright, then," Miruko says, placing a hand on Mina's shoulder and pushing her down to her knees in front of her. "Consider this a lesson on endurance." Miruko asks as Mina looks between her legs, already seeing her member hard and ready to go through her hero outfit, causing her heart to thrum hard in her chest. "You might have the skills, but none of that will matter if you can't keep it up." Miruko explains, her hand finally slipping down to fish her cock out from the confines from the confines of her costume. "So let's get started with some breathing exercises." Rumi explains, placing a hand on Mina's head, not pulling or moving it, but leaving it there for the simple way of giving her sidekick the message of what she wanted her to do. This a message that Mina quickly understood as she opened her mouth and took the head of Miruko's cock into her mouth, sucking and slurping on it and tasting the remnants of cum and spit, making her wonder who it was, but for the time being, she didn't mind in any case. It even went so far as to embolden her to go even further. "Heh, not bad." Miruko chuckles, enjoying herself with Mina's initial efforts. "I'm guessing this isn't the first time you've done this?" Rumi asks, sounding almost like a joke if only a little bit actually curious. "Mmmhmm." Mina gurgles, unable to answer for obvious reasons, but still confirms that Miruko isn't entirely wrong. Mina was a party girl and was more than happy to have more intimate experiences with people. Although a part of her doubted she had anyone as big as this before. Someone so virile and ready to fuck in all the right ways that led her to slurp loudly, trying her hardest to show how far she was willing to go for her, who, in return, continued to almost seem to be impressed with her efforts. But she knew what she was doing was only the surface of how far she was able to take things. And so, with a quick breath, Mina goes for it and takes the rest of Miruko's cock into her mouth, allowing it to slip down her throat, all the while her nose bumps up against the bunny-themed hero's waist. "Fuck, not half bad." Miruko remarks with a chuckle, causing the pink heroine to feel a shot of pride shoot through her body as she pulls her head back, taking in another quick breath of air through her nose before returning her head back down. Quickly deciding to bob her head up and down Miruko's cock, showing off her own spunk and eagerness up against Rumi's, pleasuring the bunny-themed hero's cock with almost endless devotion. Reaching out, Mina then went so far as to even grab Miruko by her thick-toned rear, opting to go for a better angle at things as she began to almost throat fuck herself across Rumi's cock. And throughout it all, the pink heroine didn't gag once, even as she plunged the hero's cock down her throat at an increasingly faster and faster pace. At the same time, she maintained complete and total eye contact with the hero above her, her gaze lustful and eager to please the hero standing above her. Biting her lower lip, Miruko felt like she was on cloud nine as she felt Mina's throat wrapped around her thick cock, showing a level of experience that Rumi had a feeling the pink heroine would have, not that she minded in the least. The first sidekick she takes on, and she's this good at cock sucking, which only told Miruko that things were going to be perfect from here. And to just think that her hero agency was going to be filled to the brim with the best of the best female heroes out there. "Pretty good for a trainee." Miruko praises her sidekick, still keeping things coy before saying, "But," Perking up Mina's attention in return. "But something tells me you can take a little bit more." Rumi added, causing the pink heroine to smirk up at her as the bunny-themed hero reached out, grabbing hold of Mina's horns, a sensation that caused a shiver to rack up her spine. Even though it was kinda embarrassing to admit out loud, the pink heroine knew her horns were sensitive. Not to a painful degree, but more or less to a point where she struggled to focus on anything besides what was ever making contact with her horns. However, despite all of that, with some of her best efforts, Mina kept trying to give Miruko what she would ever get. "Make sure you get a good breath in." Miruko says, readying herself. "Cause your gonna need it." Rumi finally finishes before using the grip she had on Mina's horns to suddenly pull her head forward, slamming her cock roughly down Mina's throat, allowing her thick, cum filled balls to slap her chin underneath before she begins to rapidly and harshly fuck her face. Showing no mercy whatsoever to the younger woman beneath her as she brutalized her wet, warm, and tight maw that stretched and compressed around her massive member. "GLKGLKG! GLKGLK! GLKGLK! GLKGLK! GLKGKLLK!" Mina slurred wetly out from her mouth, gagging and retching, yet not as much as people usually do whenever Miruko fucked their throat, impressing the number 5 hero of Japan even further than ever before as she humped Mina's features, her tight and toned thighs flexing with exertion as she even goes so far as to hunch over Mina's head, making sure the only thing that happened was that Mina took her cock as much as she possibly could as she fucked her face. For Mina herself, however, it was a perfect experience. Sure, the lack of air going into her lungs made things not exactly the easiest to go through, but that she could handle. She still knew to take in those short breaths of air whenever Miruko dislodged her cock out from her throat for that brief second before thrusting it back down. But throughout it all, she was turned on to no end, her body alight with pleasure flowing through every facet of her even as her eyes grew watery and red from the lack of oxygen she was forced to go through. It was almost euphoric in a sense, getting face fucked in such a way by one of her hero idols, so much so that she couldn't even stop herself from reaching down a hand to begin touching herself, something that Rumi quickly noticed. "Not yet, Rookie. Keep those hands by your sides." Miruko commands, still not wasting a single beat in fucking Mina's face as Mina herself does exactly what Rumi wants, keeping her hands back down her sides and denying herself the ability to pleasure herself in what was going on. Even though it was slightly frustrating not being able to satiate that lust that plumed and grew throughout her body, but she knew deep down that this was still a learning experience, not just a chance to just get freaky with Rumi. "With her horns, it was almost like she was meant for this." Miruko thinks to herself, continuing to pound at Mina's face with her hips, pulling out thick waves of throat goo and flem out from her mouth that splattered down across Mina's breasts and her erect nipples, stimulating her even further as she gargled and gagged across Rumi's cock. Completely and totally helpless to the heroine, turning Mina on even further at that sheer thought alone. Then, without even cumming first, Miruko tears her cock out from Mina's mouth, letting her gasp and take in easier breaths of air into her lungs while Rumi stroked herself off, continuing to keep herself hard. "Don't think you're going to get your prize that easily. This is still training; after all, you gotta work for it." Miruko explains, with Mina understanding perfectly, although that didn't stop her from feeling slightly disappointed about not getting her hot gooey prize. "Aw, really?" Mina whines, giving her mentor a cheeky smile, who rolls her eyes back down at her before slapping her across the face with her cock before the pink heroine opens her mouth in return and allows Rumi to beat her massive member across her tongue, spurting out a few oozes of pre across it, giving her a nice substitute to what she wanted, at least, for the time being. "Patience, rookie, you'll get what you want, and then some, just trust me." Miruko explains, amusing her sidekick. "Alright, turn around and bend over." Rumi then commands, something that Mina quickly follows, turning herself around and presenting her plush rear to the bunny-themed hero behind her, nearly making Miruko burst right then and there at the sight of her tightly packed, spandex costumed rear. Oh, yeah, this was going to be fun. "Oh! Wait, hold on." Mina perks up, reaching back a hand toward her rear, confusing Miruko before she quickly understands what she is doing. The pink heroine then uses her quirk to disintegrate her costume covering her crotch, causing Rumi's cock to strain harder than ever before. "Alright, now you can go." "Not gonna find it kinda hard to explain when you have to bring it in for repairs?" Miruko comments, giving the pink heroine a momentary pause. "I'll just say I REALLY had to go to the bathroom." Mina responds, obviously coming up with the excuse on the spot, nearly making Miruko laugh before she lines her cock up with the entrance to the pink heroine's pussy. "Ah, really? Back there, again? Kinda predictable, to be honest." Mina chirps, causing Miruko to grit her teeth slightly at her brattish behavior before she suddenly seizes her via a handful of her fluffy pink hair. "In that case," Miruko starts shifting her cock to align up with Mina's asshole. "Let's see how you do here." Rumi says before suddenly thrusting her cock forward into Mina's rear, causing the pink heroine to let out a sound that sounded like the air being knocked out of her lungs, instantly causing Miruko to retract. "Oh, shit. You ok?" Rumi asks, wanting to make sure that she didn't actually end up hurting her new sidekick. "No, no, it's fine. Let me just...." Mina says before once again reaching a hand back toward her rear, this time, however, inserting a finger into her own anus, filling it with the less acidic version she tended to use whenever she was getting intimate with someone. "Alright! All ready to go!" Mina assures her, only deepening the admiration Miruko had for at that point as she goes back to push her cock back into her asshole, this time finding it much easier to enter while still being tight. "Damn, you even come with your own lube." Miruko groans slightly, getting a feel for Mina's asshole as she eases her hips down further and further, enjoying how the heroine in training's rear twitched and squirmed around her cock. "Oooooooohhhhhhh.... W-Well, you k-know certain quirks have their uses."  Mina moans, her eyes nearly rolling into the back of her head as she's practically stuffed full with cock to her absolute limits, causing her toes to curl and her knuckles to tighten immensely. Mina was no stranger to anal. At the very least, she was acquainted with it. A part of her even remembered back during her first time trying it; like for others, it was a bit of an awkward experience, but after using her quirk in such a way for the first time, it was a much easier experience to go through. But even then, she never took a member as massive as Miruko's, feeling it press further and further inside her until the number 5 hero of Japan's toned and muscled hips finally met her's, causing one last moan to escape out past her lips as she nearly feels an orgasm throw itself out of her right then and there. But after slowly calming herself back down, she glances back behind herself up toward Miruko, who, from her perspective, seemed to be enjoying herself just as much as Mina was. "Mmmmmm, how is it?" Mina asks, biting her bottom lip to stifle any moans that might've crawled out past her lips. "Perfect." Miruko simply responds, her body filling with a type of lust that only made her breed the absolute fuck out of Mina's ass. Still, for the time being, at least, she holds herself back, keeping those more carnal senses under check, even as they begged louder and louder to be let out. However, feeling such a tight ass wrapped around her cock like a vice made doing just that quite the difficult task for the bunny-themed hero. She knew she could go from right then and there and just get started, bombarding her hips back and forth and reaming Mina's ass. But she wanted to enjoy herself, and more importantly, this was still to help train someone like Mina just as much as it was for her to get off. And so, rather than starting to pound Mina's ass, Miruko began to slowly pull her hips back, dragging another moan out from Mina the same way that she was pulling her cock out from her rear, taking all the time that she needed until only the head of her cock remained stuffed deep inside her sidekick. "Fuck, you ready for this?" Miruko asks, wanting to make sure Mina is all for what is about to happen. "Yes!" Mina practically shouts. "Fuck me!" In that case, who was Miruko to deny what her sidekick wanted. And so, using her powerful enhanced strength, Rumi began to sink her hips back down, going down the same route she went in when she first delved into the deepest parts of Mina's ass, although, this time however, moving slightly faster, not by much, but giving the pink heroine more than enough time to get used to what would be coming her way, repeatedly. Then, as their hips met again, Miruko retracted back, pulling back again, but also like how she initially entered, this time also a little faster before, once again, the head of her thick and massive cock remained inside Mina until she then sinks her hips back forward, again going more quickly before repeating the process again and again, working herself up to a faster and enhanced speed by the second, pushing Mina to her absolute limits as she was filled by such a big cock. Before long, Miruko built herself up to a fast enough pace that she began to pound at Mina's rear, causing her thick pink cheeks to ripple and shake with every thrust. Even though the pink heroine was forced to use a fair amount of lube, her ass still felt as tight as ever to the bunny-themed hero as she stretched it to fit around her cock, molding it perfectly to the shape of her member. Each feeling of pleasure she got in return only motivated her to go even harder and faster by the second until she was going at her usual speed, leaving Mina a moaning mess beneath her. "OOOOOOHHHHHHHH FFUUUUUUUUUCK!" Mina screamed, her moans filling up the gym area as Miruko continued to go at her, satisfied that she was able to really pound that brattish behavior out of her. Breaking her down bit by bit, pulling rough, turbulent orgasms out of her, and completely frying her brain in the process until she was just an overwhelmed, stimulated mess of nerves and pleasure. "How you doin' rookie! Still think you can keep up?" Miruko asks, only earning herself another long, drawn-out moan from her sidekick in response, emboldening her to go even faster until her hips practically became a blur as she went at fucking Mina's ass with an endless passion. Even though the pink heroine herself was cumming or in the process of having an orgasm every other second, Miruko still stabilized herself, not cumming herself just yet, even as Mina's ass continued to practically milk her cock, trying its hardest to coax the hot sticky liquid that lied within her cum filled and cum churning testicles as the clapped over Mina's pussy as it spray out another orgasm. Eventually, though, Miruko begins to slow down, her rough pounding easing up as Mina's body goes almost limp from the brain-frying pleasure, something that was still elicited even as Rumi began to slowly retract her cock out from her ass, taking things nice and slow to get another moan and or groan out from the pink heroine until she finally fully pulls herself out, leaving Mina's rear to gape slightly, allowing a cool breeze to waft against it and make the pink heroine shiver. "H-Holy s-shit...." Mina moans, amusing Miruko with her reaction while her tongue lulls out of her mouth as she pants, face almost red from the exertion her body just endured. Her legs practically felt numb, only shaking from something that felt like the most exhausting workout Mina had ever put her body through. Stepping back from her work, Miruko went over some things in her head. It was clear that Mina had potential, from her quirk all the way to her fuck factor. But she still needed training if Rumi was going to turn her into the type of heroine she imagined her to be. Not that either of them minded. Training through fucking, for people like Miruko and Mina, it sounded like the match both of them were hoping for their entire lives. So, after seeing Mina slowly come back, Miruko approaches her, hard cock in hand. "So, Rookie, ready to go again?" ---- "Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow." Mina groans as she walks up the stairs to her dorm room. Of all days for the elevator to stop working, it had to be the one where the pink heroine felt like her entire body was destroyed from the head down. And yet, despite it all, she would still consider it a good day, a rough one, but a good day nonetheless as she finally came to her floor. However, just as she turns a corner to walk down the hallway to her room, she bumps into someone. "Oh! Mina." Jirou jumps, startled by the sight of her exhausted-looking friend. Usually, even after the hardest training sessions, Mina still had some energy left inside herself. The pink heroine even went so far as to joke that she always kept some in reserve just in case. But now, looking at her, the pink heroine seemed to lack any and all vitality. "H-Hey! J-Jirou...." Mina smiles, feeling almost out of breath even after only walking up some stairs. Though she didn't feel like it due to her lack of energy, the pink heroine still kept a smile on her face as she turned to look at her friend, noticing the slightly concerned look on her face. "Um, are you ok?" Kyoka asks, extending out a hand and placing it on Mina's shoulder to stabilize her since the pink heroine seemed like she could fall over at any second at that point. "I-I'm fine, j-just a little tired, is all." Mina explains with a huff before turning to see that her explanation didn't do much to deter the look of concern on her friend's face. "Whelp, better get going then...." Mina chuckles awkwardly before turning and walking past her, hoping to just hop into the shower at that point and clean herself up so that none of her other friends see her in her current state. But as she walks, she feels something slip out of her hand and clatter to the floor beneath her. Her phone. "Oh, come on." Mina sighed annoyedly as she almost painfully reached down to pick it up, giving Jirou the perfect chance behind her to see up her skirt and notice the small line of arousal oozing down the inner side of her leg, causing Jirou's face to flush a hot shade of red at the sight. However, Kyoka quickly turns her gaze to the side once Mina turns back around to wave to her before finally walking off to her room, leaving Jirou by herself as a huff slowly leaves her lips as she raises a hand up to face palm herself. She couldn't just let this stand. One of her friends was having sex with a pro hero. Nothing good would end up coming about this. Even though the plan she had at that point was more less rough, she knew she had to go forward with it, not for her own sake, but only for Mina's own. Although, deep down within herself, she couldn't help but feel slightly jealous. ---- Howdy Doody!~ Another chapter down for the count! Can't tell you how good it feels to finally finish one of these things and get it out for ya'll to enjoy!~ Just so you know, however, peeps on Patreon had access to this story for about a few weeks, so if you want to be in the know beforehand and even get access to the already finished next chapter, check out my Patreon!~

Chapter 7 - On The Bright Side

Another day running a hero agency. Which meant another day of work for the number 5 hero of Japan as she sat behind her desk, filling out the very last of the forums and papers that she'd need to go through before she'd finally be free. However, a sudden knock on her office door stirs her from what she is doing, followed by a familiar voice calling out from behind it. "Ms. Rumi?" Ah, Mina. "Come in!" Rumi called out, allowing her sidekick to step inside her office. "What do you need, Mina?" The bunny-themed hero asks, raising a curious eyebrow at Mina, who stands in front of her slightly nervously. "Is there something wrong?" "Ummmm, it's nothing important. It's just.... It's about Jirou." Mina starts, causing Miruko to be unable to let out a slight chuckle as she leans back in her office chair. "It's just.... I thought that since you asked her to join you as a sidekick, you'd be hanging out with her as much as you hang out with me." The pink heroine in training explains. "If you get what I mean." Ah, so this is what it was about. Standing up from her chair, Miruko walked over to look out a nearby window. "Eh, it's not that simple." Rumi starts, glancing over at Mina, who seems interested in hearing more from her. "Truth is, I can't tell you how many times I've just wanted to pump her ass full, especially ever since her first interview. But," The rabbit hero pauses. "She wants it to go a certain way. A way that has her still thinking that she's above all of this." For a second, Mina digests the information, her pink face slowly growing red after hearing her mentor talk about her friend in such a way. But going over it in her head as she stands, it slowly dawns on her what Miruko is talking about. "Oh! I get it. Jirou thinks your some sort of perv, and you want to prove her wrong by proving the oppisite to be the case." "Exactly." Rumi flashes a toothy smile at her sidekick, loving how she was entirely blunt when explaining what she figured out. "So, um.... Do you have a plan or something?" Mina asks. For her part, Miruko chuckles before she says, "I've got something in mind." ---- "OOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHH FFUUUUUUUUUUCCCCKKKKKK!!!!" If there was a Hell, Jirou was living in it. "KEEP GOING! JUST LIKE THAT!" Even as she held her pillow over her ear, it did little to stop the noise. "FUUUUUUUUUUCCCCKKKKK!!!!" Kyoka knew that she was doing it on purpose. Forcing her to listen to all the brutal details as she fucks Mina. "OH MY GOOOOOOOOOOOD!" But that did little to counteract the mess that was oozing out of her pussy as she lay there in her bed. The weekend came quickly, just as fast as Mina, as Rumi fucked her in the room directly next to hers. It was nearly deafening in all the worst ways imaginable as she lay there, wishing for sleep to finally take her, and she could just fast forward herself through Sunday, and then this would all finally be over. Saturday started off relatively fine. She and Mina met up with Miruko at her hero agency and talked to some support people to go over new tools that they could use to keep up with their mentor. Jirou had even found something pretty cool in the process. It was a sort of metal skateboard that she could plug her earphone jacks in to propel herself using her quirk. Allowing her to almost fly in a sense once she was able to control it. But afterward, with the explanation that they would still need to go over some more tests the next day, she and Mina went to the rooms that they'd be staying in for the night. That's when things started going off the rails and put Kyoka in the situation that she was in now. Trying her hardest to just sleep as she heard Mina's pussy get slammed fucked in the room next to her. "OOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH!!!!" Mina suddenly screams at a higher pitch before the sound of their hips meeting slowly dies down. Giving Jirou the vain hope that they were finally done and that she could finally get some sleep so that she wouldn't be a complete and total zombie the next day. "FUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKK!!!!" Nope, still not done, much to Jirou's own agony as she glanced over at the time. 3 AM. "Oh, c'mon...." A whine leaves her lips as she rolls onto her back. The sound was one thing, but the constant throbbing pleasure that she was trapped with was almost just as, if not more, unbearable than anything else at that moment as she lay there. A part of her screamed at her to just touch herself already, but even though Rumi wasn't in the room with her, she didn't want to even give her that satisfaction of touching herself to the sound of her fucking her friend. "But how else am I going to get some sleep!" Jirou asked herself as she lay there, sweat streaming down her body as she looked between her legs. It was so tantalizing, the idea of just doing it. But.... She shouldn't.... Although.... "Agh! Fuck it!" Jirou snarls as she shoves a hand into her underwear and into the wet mess that was her crotch. The moment her digits make contact with her cunt, her body suddenly goes rigid from the pleasure that suddenly blooms throughout every part of her body. Her fingers and toes curled into tight balls as she softly rubbed herself, going at the usual speed to warm herself up until she was ready to become more aggressive with herself. However, the more she rubbed herself, the more she felt ready to get things going. Nothing too disconcerting; her nerves were already standing on edge at that point, and she could really use the relief. Even though she was able to witness it thoroughly on their first patrol, the way that they were going at it now was far more aggressive, angry, and bedbreaking, reminding Kyoka of her first time with Rumi during their first meeting inside her locker room. How her pussy was never the same after that experience. Fuck, even though whenever she thought about it, her face burned with humiliation, it was some of the best sex she ever had in her life. There wasn't a feeling she had ever felt anywhere else throughout her entire life. And now she was trying to replicate that same feeling with her.... Fingers. No. No! She could do it! She just had to concentrate. Even as she practically began to plunge her fingers back and forth in and out of her folds in a manner far more aggressive than she ever had been with herself. Creating a bigger and bigger mess across her bed as she lay there, trying to edge herself closer and closer to that orgasm that she was oh so desperate for. And yet.... She wouldn't even come close. Her body she might've thought it to be the case at the time when she was first fucked, that her body would grow to be molded to fit Rumi's cock, but she didn't actually think it to be true. But now, as she lay there on the bed, she began to realize that it might've actually been the case. "Whhhhhhyyyyyyy...." Jirou whines, giving up trying to finger herself. This couldn't be true, could it? She didn't need Rumi's cock. Then why did she feel jealous thinking about Mina in the other room, having some of the best, ruthless sex in her life? She wasn't a slut, she had pride and dignity, and she just needed to get some FUCKING SLEEP! Sitting up on her bed, Jirou looked toward her bedroom door. This wasn't going to work. She needed to do this. No matter how out of character it might've been for her. But these were strange times, far more bizarre than anything else she had been through in a while. Still, that didn't stop her from stepping off her bed quietly and carefully. Even though the duo next door were wrapped up in what they were doing, she would be taking no chances. Exiting her room and going out into the hallway, the sounds of sex coming from Mina were louder. Making Jirou wonder how in fuck could anyone work in a place like this when this kind of sound was the regular. Still creeping one door down, Kyoka found Mina's door slightly ajar. It shocked her that they would be this careless when they were doing something like that. However, she wasn't going to turn down an opportunity like this. Creeping her way forward even more, she opened the door slightly until she could finally see the sight that she was looking for. Trapped underneath Miruko's muscled, robust frame, Kyoka's heart lept into her throat as she watched as the number 5 hero of Japan swung her hips downward and speared her cock deep inside of Mina's pussy. Her thick balls clapped up against her friend's cum filled asshole as her member surged in and out of her cunt. The pro hero's body flexed so worked so that Mina was utterly unable to do anything under her seemingly endless strength of body as she pounded at her pussy. "FUCK! KEEP! FUCKING! GOING!" Mina screams at the top of her lungs. Both of their bodies were covered in a thick layer of sweat as the smell of perspiration and sex wafted out of the room and into Kyoka's face, arousing her even further than she already was as she slowly lowered a hand down into her bottoms, her fingers quickly locating her soaking wet cunt before she began to finger herself, finding it to be much more satisfying than before as she stood there outside of Mina's door, feeling like more of a perv than she ever did in her entire life. But she was desperate, OK? She just needed this so that she could clear her mind and then get some sleep. "Fuck, do I sound like Mineta?" Jirou wonders to herself after going through that train of thinking. But nevertheless, she quickly shakes it off. She needed to just focus on this for the time being and get through what she needed to do so that she could be prepared for whatever the next day held for her. Kyoka didn't even know how Mina was even able to take it. Her smaller frame was up against Miruko's while her massive cock squeezed deep into her pussy and caused her lower lips to stretch beyond anything that actually seemed possible. Making Jirou think even further about how Rumi was able to get it inside her the first time she went. Both Jirou and Mina had similar-sized bodies, with Mina just being a little bit bigger than she was, especially in certain regards, as she could see her friend's fat ass ripple with every thrust dealt down deep into it by the rabbit hero. But still, it was insane to see and think about, which only made her long for it more and more as she continued to watch from outside the room. She was getting close, finally. After all that time waiting and listening to her friend get fucked, she would finally be able to finish and be able to get some sleep. And it seemed that both Mina and Miruko were getting close too, their bodies meeting at a faster and faster pace by the second until the bunny-themed hero's hips were practically a blur as they repeatedly smashed down against Mina's, causing the bed they were on to almost scream out in agony due to how fast and brutal they were going as the pro hero tore cock through the pink heroine's cunt, stretching them to such a lustful and arousing degree that Jirou had to bite her lower lip to stop herself from moaning right then and there and end up exposing herself. "GOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH!!!!" Mina suddenly screams as her pussy suddenly seems to clench down around Miruko's cock as it begins to spasm. Twitching with pleasure before spraying Rumi's cock with the pink heroine's fluids, at the same time, the rabbit hero's hips don't slow down for a second. Even as her cum-filled balls churn and begin to shoot and fill her pussy with loads and loads of hot bunny spunk, the sight finally pushes Kyoka herself over the edge as her pussy releases, spraying a soft amount of liquid inside her bottoms as she continues to watch, not slowing down her fingers either the same way that Miruko continued to thrust deeply inside of Mina, working herself so extensively to the point that her legs buckled and she collapses down to her knees, still continuing to watch as she sees Rumi's hips slow down also, the high of her orgasm slowly waning as she begins to lean off of her friend. For a while, both of them were silent until she heard Mina let out a snorting laugh. "Holy shit." The pink heroine says, worn out after being used so brutally for who knows how long at that point as she lay there, cum spilling out from her pussy coming from the number 5 hero of Japan. "Wanna go again?" Miruko asks, leaning back and stretching slightly. "Nah, wanna actually get some sleep tonight." Mina laughs before letting out a small groan. "Think you killed my legs." "Eh, just get some sleep, rookie." Rumi says before turning to hop off of the bed, causing Jirou to suddenly duck behind out of view so that she isn't noticed. "Rookie?!" Mina says, sounding playfully offended. "Thought I'd be at sidekick level, at least." Miruko only laughs in response before finally departing, walking past Kyoka as she leans up against the wall. Sweat streaming down her face as she watches her go. Well, she got what she wanted, didn't she? Standing back up, Jirou let out a huff, her face burning hot red, but overall, feeling much better than before as a wave of exhaustion passed through her, the one thing she was hoping for and hoping that she could use to get some sleep. She would have to think about what she did, but for now, she would rest. Walking back into her room, Kyoka flopped out onto her bed. Crawling up the covers until she could rest her face up against her cold pillow. Causing her to sigh with satisfaction as she lays there, basking in the total and complete silence that she was desperate for. ---- This was worse than before. Jirou didn't know how. But the silence that now filled her room seemed to be even worse than the sounds of her friend's furious fucking. Kyoka didn't know why. By no means did it make any form of sense for her as she lay there in the darkness of her room. Feeling like it had been hours since Rumi and Mina had finished, Jirou rolled over to check the time. It had only been 15 minutes. She was at a loss for words. She didn't know what was wrong. She thought everything was supposed to go back to normal at that point. She had the peace and quiet that she was looking for. However, now she just couldn't sleep. Thinking deeper about it, she tried to figure out what was wrong. She couldn't be.... No, that wasn't the case, would it? Rubbing her hands down her body, she realized something that took its time to slowly dawn on her bit by bit. Not really hitting her right away, but it got to the point that she began to realize that it might've just been the case in this situation. Was she still.... Unsatisfied? She didn't want to think it to be true, but the more she thought about it, the more she realized that it must've been the case. She wanted more. But Miruko and Mina were no longer going at it. Would that mean that she would try to go to Rumi herself? Jirou sits up on her bed. The exhaustion that she once felt was slowly being replaced with a slight sensation of excitement before she hopped to her feet and made her way out of her room to the hallway, making her way toward Rumi's room. A part of her still thinks that she should back out about this. That it wasn't too late, but how else was she going to be able to relax? Ever since she first joined her damn hero agency, she was expecting some sort of action to come her way. But there was absolutely nothing. She was left in total and complete dust compared to the treatment that her friend was getting on a daily basis. She didn't want to say that she was jealous, but she pretty much was on every form and level. Although continuing to walk, she needed it so badly and to such an extent that it was impossible for her to try and deny it. Finally coming to Miruko's door, Jirou noticed a light coming out from under the doorframe, giving her a solid sign that she was still awake. Good. Even though she didn't doubt that she would've been more than happy to fuck her in any situation, Kyoka wanted the circumstances to be just right in this regard as she raised a hand and knocked on Rumi's door. Eventually, Jirou could hear Miruko walk over to the door before proceeding to open it, revealing herself to be wearing only a robe. "Jirou." Miruko smiled down at her, almost like a predator looking at a piece of prey, something that Kyoka truly felt like at that moment as she stood there before her, almost shaking in place as she looked up at her. "To what do I own this pleasure?" Rumi adds on with that usual smug tone of hers. How was she even going to say this? Getting the words out wouldn't be easy if she said them to anyone. But when it came to telling them to someone like Rumi, the deed seemed almost impossible as she stood there nervously. She just needed to go for it, right? "I...." Jirou starts, taking in a breath before swallowing some spit. "I heard you with Mina." Kyoka relents, huffing slightly as her face burns hot red, her hands formed into tight knuckles as she stands there. "Oh, yeah, you did, did you?" Miruko starts, already making Jirou regret she decided to go along with this. "Yeah, and I was just...." Kyoka paused, her pride still banging around inside her head as she stood there. "You can still fuck me instead of Mina, you know that, right?" Jirou says, the words burning her mouth as they leave her mouth. For a second, Miruko takes in Jirou's words, seemingly amused by them more than anything else, before she finally says, "Nah, I'm fine." Causing Kyoka's eyes to widen and for her to mentally scream. "But what about-" "That was just a test. And you passed, or I guess failed, depending on how you look at it." Miruko explains, leaning up against the door frame. "But it's pretty clear that you don't want to do it, with how reluctant you've been. So I don't want to force anything on you." Rumi adds on, twisting the knife even further into Kyoka's soul as she stands there. "You see, with Mina, she wants it. And so, I oblige her with such. But with you, you don't want it, so I won't give it to you." Was she going to have to say it? Please, God, don't let that be the case. Jirou could take on villains and monsters alike, but this would be a battle that she didn't know if she wanted to win or lose. Admitting it to such a smug piece of shit. But it would be the only way for her to get what she wanted, right? She seemed perfectly honest as she explained it, about how she was more than happy to keep things going with Mina as they were now and leaving Kyoka to just be an outsider to all the sexual escapades that happen around this place. "But...." Jirou starts, her eyes more than showing her desperation as she stands outside Miruko's bedroom door, looking at her and hoping that in some form or level of kindness, she would grant her the one thing she was looking for with needing to have her say it. "If that's all, Jirou, I think I'm gonna head to bed now. Goodnight." Miruko says as she slowly closes her door on Kyoka, forcing her to say it now or never. "I want it!" Jirou shouts, causing the door to stop closing and even reopen as Rumi peers out at her. "What?" The rabbit hero asks curiously as if she already didn't hear what Jirou said, making the experience all the more insufferable. "I want it." Kyoka repeats herself, this time much lower than before. "Sorry, I couldn't hear you. Say that again?" Miruko pushes, making Jirou squirm in place as she just wants it to end. She just needed this, and now she was being fucked around with like some sort of plaything for this supposed pro-hero of justice. "FUCK ME! ALRIGHT!? FUCK ME! OK? I FUCKING SAID IT!" Jirou suddenly screams more out of anger than anything else, her voice filling the empty hallway before she suddenly slams both of her hands over her mouth as Rumi looks down at her, shocked. Only for that shocked expression to slowly twist into the smugest-looking smirk that she had ever seen in her entire life. The two stare at each other for a moment, not saying a single word before Rumi steps to the side, still smiling. "Come on in." The pro hero ushers Jirou into her room, letting the nervous hero in training step inside, each and every one of her nerves standing on edge as she makes her way inside the room. Miruko's room looked like it belonged in a love hotel, with a built-in hot tub, shower, kitchen, and a massive bed fit for something that Jirou already had a general idea of. It was almost just like how she was expecting it to be when it came to someone like Rumi, but at the same time, Kyoka still felt like she had entered the wolf's den as the pro hero closed the door behind her. "Think you ready for this?" Miruko asks, her voice low as she steps up behind the hero of training, her words causing a shiver to travel up her spine as a result. "Took you on already, didn't I?" Jirou retorts, only getting a laugh from Miruko in response as she walks past her. "Please, that was only a taste of what I can do. I was holding back because I didn't want to send you back to UA in pieces." Rumi says before reaching up and loosening her robe. "Now, do you want to get fucked or not?" The rabbit hero asks, fully pulling off her robe and revealing her naked muscular powerful body to Kyoka, her body still carrying a slight glint of sweat from her time with Mina as her cock also seemed to have bits of not only her own cum, but also some of Mina's, making Jirou heart nearly beat out of her chest. Mentally preparing herself for what was to come. "Ugh.... I do." Jirou admits, falling to her knees before Miruko, coming face to face with her cock. What point was there in having any pride or dignity at that point? It was almost certain that the rabbit hero was going to take care of both of those things by the end of the night, but was she really going to turn herself over this easily? Well, Kyoka ultimately ended up getting her answer as she heard a small chuckle leave Rumi. "Fucking finally...." Miruko says before she grabs hold of her cock and proceeds to use it as a club to beat around Jirou's face, smearing the leftover bits of cum across her features, forcing the hero in training to inhale and smell her scents and flavors as they wafted deep inside of her nose, almost choking her, but strangely enough, she began to like it. Once, she just gave up, that is, and decided to do the one thing she had been fighting against ever since she heard her friend getting her pussy scooped out. With the thing being to just go with it as she opened her mouth and extended her tongue, letting Rumi slather taste buds in fluids that caused her hairs to stand on due to how strongly the tasted. Bitter, salty, musky. That's how Jirou would describe it as she almost began to salivate in place as she kneeled there. She felt so degraded, like some whore no better than the women she would sneak passing glances whenever she would go patrolling through various red-light districts. However, it felt too good to just strip away her title as a hero and be reduced to nothing more than a cock slut for the woman before her. Although, as Rumi began to become more aggressive with her cock slapping, it became readily apparent that it would be something that she would have to get used to over time. "Let's see if your mouth is just as.... Adequate as I remember it." Miruko comments before she pops the head of her massive member between Jirou's lips, letting the tip of her cock ooze out some pre over and across Kyoka's tongue, causing her to gag, if ever so slightly but not as much as she did before when she first tasted the bitter liquid, giving Rumi good signs but there was still a lot for them to go over. With Jirou trying to steady and prepare herself for what was to come as she began trying to suck on the rabbit hero's cock while she began to push more and more into her mouth, starting out with only just about a quarter of the length. Far more than Jirou was usually used to, but a part of her still remembered her first experience with Miruko when she first used her mouth. Something that, while rough to go through, prepared her for what was to come as Rumi began to test the upper echelons of her limits. Not going hard right away, but steadily making her way there as soon enough, a quarter of her cock inside of Kyoka's mouth began half and then three-quarters, leading the head of her bulbous member to start bumping up against the entrance to the hero in training's throat. And unlike her slight improvement when it came to first sticking it in her mouth, Kyoka still gagged like it was her first blowjob whenever Rumi's cock ever got that far back in her mouth. "Oh, don't worry, we'll get you all nice and used to that." Rumi comments as Jirou gags, worrying her sidekick as she still tries to handle her cock. Her gag reflex still working over time as it fought up against Miruko's increasingly forward intrusions all the way to the point that penetration down her gullet was almost most likely going to happen. Causing Jirou to dread it as she fought against the urge to move her hands up against the rabbit hero's rear. It was hard not to, almost like trying to fight up against her survival instincts, but she was seemingly winning in that regard as she kept them away. "Glk, glk, glk, glkg, glkg, glkg, glkg, glkg!" Jirou gags every time the head of Miruko's cock bumps up against the entrance of her throat. She still didn't know how in the fuck someone like Mina was able to do this without making a sound, let alone without gagging. However, while she might've been just getting used to how things were going now, Rumi was only just getting started with her as she cracked her neck, preparing herself as she slowly extended both of her hands back down toward Kyoka's earphone jacks. Not only did she see serious potential in the petite hero as a great cocksucker, but she also came with her own reigns to hold onto, a real keeper for someone like Rumi as she snatched them up in a quick moment, causing Jirou's eyes to open at the familiar sensation of having her earphone jacks being grabbed in an iron-handed grip. Her watery eye gaze shifts to look up toward Miruko, who only smirks down at her. "C'mon, you knew I was going to do this again." Rumi comments, with Jirou letting out a groan in response, which was all the heads up the rabbit hero was willing to give her sidekick before, in what looked like a quick flick of her wrist, she pulled back on Kyoka's earphone jacks, pulling her head forward into her crotch. At the same time, Miruko herself slammed her hips forward, causing both her crotch and Jirou's face to meet in one swift motion that tears a retching gag out from Kyoka's throat as the bunny-themed hero's cock spears down her throat. But, while she might've been a complete mess, handling such a massive cock down her throat which caused her lungs to burn for air as her eyes nearly rolled into the back of her head. With the most strength of will that she had ever put behind anything she had ever done in her entire life, Jirou managed to keep both of her hands by her side. Even as her mind screamed at her to pull her head back and get some air. Something that, despite their turbulent relationship, was something that Miruko actually picked up on. "Hands still by your sides? Nice!" Miruko congratulates, still facefucking her cock down her maw, pulling out bits of flem and spitting out from her lips and even out of her nose. However, with that small congratulatory remark, Kyoka liked it more than she would've cared to admit. It made her embarrassed to feel such a way when it came to such a deed. For Miruko, there was a definite improvement. While not exactly much, it was still more than what she initially expected from Jirou when they first went at it. Her throat, which was still fighting against her intrusion, seemed to put up a less strict fight as it instead also began to work on trying to swallow her. However, it would still be a while until she was working at the levels that Rumi expected of her. She still needed to operate her tongue while sucking her off at the same time, and she just needed to improve her endurance. Although, with enough practice, she figured she'd be golden sooner rather than later. Looking down, Rumi noticed how red Kyoka's face was. Practically glowing due to the lack of oxygen, and while Miruko figured she could keep things going as they were now, she figured it'd be nice to just humor her sidekick. "Oh, rookie. If you can't handle choking on my dick, how about my balls?" The rabbit hero asks as she loosens her grip on Jirou's earphone jacks, letting her pull her head back and take some much-needed air into her lungs before her mouth is quickly filled once the pro hero puts her full, cum filled orbs into her mouth. Throughout her entire experience of this debaucherous adventure, she hadn't really gotten close to the testicles in this regard before. Feeling their cum filled contents churn inside her mouth as she tried to swirl her tongue around them, hopefully stimulating them. Only deepening her feelings on the current situation she found herself in as she went from once proud hero in training to ball-licking whore. "All the more reason to see this through, I guess." Jirou thinks to herself. Backing out now, when she needed this, wouldn't help her. She needed to stay committed, even if it meant doing some low-down things. So, working through the complete and total darkness in this regard, Jirou tried to operate her tongue as best as she could as Miruko's heavy member flopped against her face. Its spit-slick surface shine, and the musky aroma that it emanated and stung the inside of her nose as she smelled it. Causing those once prideful instincts to go back to thrashing around deep inside her brain. But instead of following them, she kept on doing what she was doing, like keeping her teeth far and away from pressing anywhere hard into Miruko's thick, cum filled balls. However, that was quite difficult to do when having both of her balls in her mouth filled up almost the entirety of her maw. It was just then, when she felt like she couldn't take any more, that Rumi finally pulled them out from her mouth, letting her breath in cleaner, albeit still cock infused air. "How are you feeling? Still want to go through with this?" Miruko asks, smirk obvious as she looks down at Jirou, and before she can even answer, she begins to beat her cock across her face, smearing even more of her cock juices all further around her face and continuing to humiliate her. Then, in another swift moment, Rumi shoves her member right back down Jirou's throat, causing it to bulge full of cock. Pushing Kyoka further down the path of panicking, but throughout it all, she kept her mind on her. Even as she continued to gag and retch. Although her mental willpower was stronger than it once was, her bodily experience and muscle memory could still use a little improvement as it still remained unable to accommodate such a fat cock pumping itself in and out of her throat recklessly. While still using the iron-clad grip she had on her head, Rumi pulled Jirou's down against her crotch, keeping her in place as her balls twitched and began to fill the hero in training's throat and mouth with cum. Something that Kyoka was sure was something that she'd never ever get quite used to, no matter how many times it happened to her as she felt the flow of cum shooting down her mouth. Hot, sticky, and coating the inside of her mouth white with the subtance. It was nearly unbearable for Jirou to take while Miruko was having the time of her life. It was always a satisfying experience having a tight and warm throat wrapped around her cock as she shot sperm down into it, let alone having that belong to someone so defiant at the first meeting, only to fall into those same pitfall traps that most if not anyone fell into whenever they thought that they could control someone like Rumi. And now, even with it being so late at night, she had SO MUCH planned for the hero in training, something that would ultimately seal the deal of who she was going to be going forward, serving both her and her cock. For now, the flow of her cum would begin to finally end, allowing the long dicked stud to slowly pull her cock out from her maw, letting Kyoka cough and gasp around the bitter taste of her seed coating almost the entirety of the inside of her mouth before her gaze slowly began to shift to look up at her. She looked just as needy as when she first showed up at Rumi's door. It was almost disgusting, yet at the same time amusing, as she ceased a powerful grip around her face, digging her thumb into her mouth. "Fucking slut." Miruko snarls before spitting down into Jirou's mouth, letting both the taste of her saliva and the insult burn its way through her mind before the rabbit hero uses the grip she has on her face to suddenly turn her around and shove her forward onto the bed before approaching her from behind, pushing her face back down into the mattress as she tried to sit up. "Don't think you'll be going anywhere for a while. We still got a long night ahead of us." Rumi says as she reaches down and grabs Jirou's pussy through her underwear, causing the hero in training to let out a whine as Miruko roughly digs her fingers into her folds through her clothes, something so stimulating in both uncomfortable and pleasing ways for Jirou as Rumi felt the wetness from her crotch, causing her to chuckle. "Knew you were finger fuckin' yourself when you were watchin'." The rabbit hero comments, causing Kyoka to let out a confused groan. "What? Didn't think I couldn't hear you while you were watching me fuck your friend like the slut she was, both times?" Miruko laughs at the fact that Jirou assumed that her quirk-enhanced hearing would have such close limits while she was fucking Mina's tight, pink pussy. Even throughout all of that, she kept her fingers primed and ready up against Jirou's pussy, that wetness between her legs only growing more and more substantial from the stimulation that she was providing it. Even with the mild amounts of reluctance that flowed throughout her, Jirou was still having the time of her life as she was getting the kind of experience she was unknowingly or more likely knowingly looking for when she first got that special taste in the locker room where the rabbit hero showed her what kinds of pits of depravity even someone like her could succumb to. "Let's see if it looks just as good as I remember it." Miruko remarks aloud before she uses that same grip she has on Jirou's pussy to suddenly tear her panties free from her body, letting the cool air of the room waft up against the entrance of her wet and also aroused pussy, stimulating Kyoka even further as her hand remained firmly pressed up against the side of her head, keeping her in place as Rumi got a look at her cunt. "Fuck, you've been needing this for a while, haven't you, slut?" Rumi says. "Yes!" Jirou can only moan out, biting her lower lip as she waits for the thing that she had been desperately searching for to help relieve her of the dignity that had blocked its way through her brain and left her a conflicted mess. She needed this, now more than ever, to be degraded, to be used as nothing more than a sex toy for someone more powerful than her. It's something that she craved in the deepest parts of herself, even with the cold exterior that she puts up to people around her at times to get across the idea that someone like her was above such things. Only to now have that torn away and for her authentic self to be revealed, thankfully not to the world, but to the person who could help her. Lining herself up, Jirou could feel the bulbous head of the cock press into the entrance of her pussy. "Hope you're ready for a fucking of a lifetime!" Miruko says before finally thrusting her hips forward, spearing her massive, juicy cock past Jirou's folds and deep into her pussy, causing the hero in training in question to practically scream in pleasure as she cums right there on the spot across the rabbit hero's member. But that was only just the start of things to come as pretty soon afterward, Rumi reared her hips back and thrusts them forward once again, slamming her way all the way back in until the sound of their hips met with a resounding clap of meat upon meat. It had all come down to this moment between Miruko and Jirou. All the building up between the two of them since their first meeting to where they are now. The hero in training fully submits herself to the bunny-themed hero's fierce sexual demands and moans like nothing other than a cheap whore for it, fit only for serving her cock. It honestly took less time than Rumi was expecting, which told her all that she needed to know about what kind of person Kyoka was. Her smaller, more petite body by no means had any chance of putting up against Miruko's nearly Amazonian frame as they were pressed together. Her tight-toned muscles were perfect in all the best ways possible. "OOOOHHHHHH FUUUUUUCCKKKKKKKK!!!!" Jirou screams uninhibitedly, not caring who heard her as she lay there across Miruko's bed while getting her pussy reamed out from behind. More than welcoming back the cock that had first molded it to its nearly perfect shape the first time, it delved deep inside of her frame. So much so that it almost hurt the hero in training, but that only made things better for her. Feeling her body twitch and squirm under Rumi's grip as she squeezed her hips tightly enough so that she could slam her body back into hers at the same time that she brought her own body forward, using her powerful, muscular hips and thighs to propel herself at such a speed and pace that left Kyoka's mind fuzzy with pleasure if not begging for more. It was like a workout. One of the most brutal ones Kyoka had ever put her body through at that point as she lay there. Almost every single muscle inside her body seemed like it was being beaten down and worn over to try and train itself for the other times that Miruko would be fucking her. And to think, this wouldn't just be a one-time deal or thing. This was just the start of her relationship with the bunny hero as not only would she be working with one of the most promising hero agencies out there, but she would be at the same time getting some of the best, brutal sex that someone like her could ask for. And for Rumi herself, she felt a similar way. The way that Kyoka's body took her in a while still squeezing her cock, their relationship would be mostly, if not entirely, good things between the two of them. Having a promising hero in training working under her and having the body to boot for it, it was all that the rabbit hero could ask for as she plowed her hips back and forth into Jirou's cunt. Feeling the smaller woman's womb beat against the head of her cock, it felt fantastic. And now, as she worked herself faster and faster by the second, increasing both her strength and speed to such an extent, she would soon begin filling her with her hot, juicy spunk and seed. "OOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!" Jirou screams as she cums for what must've been the umpteenth time. Her pussy was practically a waterfall of fluids as it sprayed out across Rumi's crotch before it was pushed even farther beyond that edge. She begins suddenly felt the head of the bunny-themed hero's cock begin to spray her insides with cum, shooting all that boiling goo directly into her cunt and filling her up almost completely. After what Miruko had done to her the first time, she had sworn that she would never let that happen again. Which made it all the more ironic where she was now. No longer putting up that defiant front and instead showing herself for who she actually was as she was pumped full of Miruko's sperm. Slowly draining her body entirely of energy as her eyes began to roll into the back of her head just by how extreme and brutal it was all being. Over time, as Miruko's balls began to slowly stem the flow of cum coming out of the cock's head, the number 5 hero of Japan started to slow and painstakingly draw her cock back out from Kyoka Jirou's cunt, spraying a few more loads across the hero in training's back and rear, giving it a real good paint job with her fluids until the tip of member stopped spurting out bits of cum. After that, the pro hero got a chance to get a good look at her work. Another body down for the count for her. But this was only the tip of the iceberg of things she'd be doing to her sidekick. She was a brash woman, after all, not only when it came to hero work, so now, while she could've stopped right then and there, she had to make sure that Jirou wouldn't be going back to anyone else besides her. And as she reached down and grabbed hold of Kyoka's plump rear, pulling it to the side slightly to get a good view of her asshole, she realized how she could just do that. "C'mon, rookie! Let's keep going! You wanted to get fucked, right?" Rumi says, reaching down underneath Jirou to pick her up and hold her up against her body with her forearms, keeping her legs up and locking her fingers with each other and pressing them behind the hero in training's head. At the same time, beneath her, she begins to line the head of her cock up with the entrance to Kyoka's sphincter, already getting ready to hear her reaction once her mind somewhat came back to realize what she was about to do. "Hmmmmm? What?" Jirou asks, in a daze, confused by the sudden movement as she's hoisted into the air. Her mind was completely wiped out, fried to the point that everything seemed almost blurry and euphoric as she almost began to forget what she was even doing there in that position in the first place. That is until she felt something big begin to press, not against her pussy which felt nearly on fire with pleasure, but against something that rang out a warning inside her head as a place that she never really intended on having penetrated. "Oh.... Wait, a minute...." Kyoka began to speak as the pressure against her rear increased, almost making her nervous as she tried to get a grip on what was happening. She might've been, well, in a state, but this was going into territory that she didn't know she would've been able to handle, especially with a cock as big as Miruko's. Rumi had a feeling of where this was going and knew that she had to get ahead of it before Jirou fully came back to. She was already too deep at this point to back at now. Did she think that she could really handle it? Maybe? She didn't know for certain, but it would push her limits and allow her to see what she could and couldn't take. Even if those said, limits were going to be pushed far beyond anything that Jirou might've been usually used to. "Hope you don't mind if I just...." Miruko says, her words finally snapping Jirou back to reality, but it was too late. The moment the words leave her mouth, the rabbit-themed hero proceeds to thrust her cock up and into Jirou's asshole, causing a scream to fly out past the hero in training's lips. "GOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHH GOOOOOOOOOD!" Jirou screams, tears pricking up at the corners of her eyes as her toes and fingers curl. She had been through some difficult experiences in her life. The nearly impossible tests that UA provided at times, fighting for her life, and even though this experience wasn't as difficult as the latter of the two, it was still up there far enough that she was almost just as panicked as she was aroused. Which only increased alongside each other as Miruko didn't waste any time, getting directly into things as fast as she could force them. Rocketing her cock back and forth in and out of Jirou's rear to such an extent that with every thrust dealt up into the smaller woman's frame, it nearly knocked the air out of her. It was a tight squeeze, to say the least. Even with the fluids that had been streaked across her member, Rumi fought for every inch that she could gain. Not the hardest thing in the world for her, all things considered, when taking into account her immense strength. Already she was moving at the same pace she would be going whenever she would be fuck a pussy. Enjoying how inexperienced Jirou's asshole was to her member while it tried to force her out, but it was almost, if not entirely impossible, for her to do so as she was reamed out with deadly and powerful precision to such an extent that it left Kyoka's lower half a bigger wreak than it already was. "How you feelin' rookie?!" Miruko asks, working herself hard as her balls loudly clap up against and over Jirou's clit, adding extra pleasure to the hero in training's frayed and frazzled mind. "YOUR GONNA SPLIT ME IN HAAAAAAAAAAALF!" Kyoka screams in those brief moments of lucidity that she had. There was a reason why she always tended to avoid things when it came to anal during those infrequent hookups that she had from time to time, and it was due to the fact that her body was just too small. She'd need someone much smaller to fit inside her just to get her ready and familiar with the idea. But rather than doing anything like that, Miruko was throwing her directly into the deep end of things as her massive cock penetrated deep inside of her. "Eh. You'll be fine." Miruko says, not entirely sure if that was exactly true, but going with it nonetheless as she fucked her. Pumping into her body like a ruthless machine on a mission. Serving one singular goal while she slammed herself deep inside her with powerful strikes of her hips. "Fuck! Here it comes!" Rumi says, her hips moving faster until they suddenly lurched upward one last time before beginning to pump Kyoka's sore rear with cum. Blasting hot seed all throughout her tender sphincter while Jirou herself screams out in pleasure, tongue rolling out of her mouth as her eyes push themselves to roll into the back of her head, and she goes limp inside of Miruko's arms before she suddenly deposited onto the rabbit hero's bed. What a night it had been. Jirou had gotten into bed feeling one way, only to now feel completely different, at least, about a couple things. Maybe she wasn't entirely above getting down and dirty from time to time. But unlike some people, she wouldn't be so upfront about it. Mostly just for her own sake so that she didn't end how she felt now. Used like a sex toy. Not the worst feeling in the world, but the hero in training doubted she would be able to do much of anything come the next few days. "Hope you weren't planning on getting that much sleep tonight, 'cause we got at LOT of ground to cover!" Miruko says before slowly approaching Jirou's prone form as she lays on the mattress, completely worn out and broken but more than happy for whatever her mentor had in store for her. A door had opened for her, one that she hadn't ever expected to open. Although, out of all the possibilities out there for how her life could've gone, this wasn't half bad. ---- "Jirou?" "Jirouuuuuuuuu?" "Jirou?" "Hey, Jirou!" Mina snapped her fingers in front of her friend's face, finally getting her out of her stupor as she reeled back, shaking her head. "Hmmmm? Oh, yeah, sorry." Kyoka apoloigizes, remembering where she was as she looks around at the room full of support people. Miruko wasn't kidding in that they had a lot to go over. For almost the entire night, Jirou was thrown around and fucked in ways that she didn't even think was possible. And as she sat there, she more than felt it. All the way from her pussy which most likely still had cum inside it even after all of her attempts to clean it out, to her throat, which felt like she had just gotten done screaming along to one of her favorite heavy metal bands' songs. And now, as she sat there, still reeling from her current state, she had to play it all off like she didn't get much sleep. However, as she looked over toward her friend and noticed the slight sly smirk that she had, the hero in training had a feeling that some people knew more than what they were letting on. "Think they want you to check something out." Mina points out, pointing her finger over toward an annoyed-looking support person who had been trying to get Jirou's attention for a while now. "Oh, OK. Thanks, Mina." Jirou says loosely before standing up to her feet, groaning slightly in pain as she feels how stiff her back is after the treatment she got before she begins to slowly limp her way over to the support person. Smiling sheepishly as she apologized for not noticing her attempts to get her attention. Back with Mina, she watched her friend, a smile on her face. Despite how she seemed, she could tell Jirou was much happier than she usually was. She was still calm, cool, and collected. But through all of that, the pink hero in training could tell that she seemed more.... Free, if that made any sense. However, she wasn't alone for long as she sensed a familiar presence come up behind her. "How's she seem?" Miruko asks, reaching out and placing a hand on Mina's shoulder. "Eh, more or less fine." The raccoon-eyed girl remarks as the both of them watch as the support person tries to explain certain things to the out-of-it heroine in training. ---- Howdy Doody!~ Another chapter down! I'm glad to see that this continuing on swimmingly all things considered. It's funny, we're now at as many chapters as my previously longest story, that being, Five Nights At Fredrika's. Check it out for some more futanari action if your interested. But still, it's nice to see how far we've come so far. And I hope that I can continue to deliver as much as I can going into the future. Think I'm going to post one more chapter of this story for the holidays and then I'm going to take just a small little break to do a couple of things. Stuff like commissions possibly, wink wink. Along with that, maybe give a few sequels to a few stories that I know a lot of people liked. Stuff like Vaggie's Video Debut, maybe a few Sex Arcade stories, and more stuff coming down the line after that. And if you want to stay up to date with all of that, make sure to take a peek over at my Twitter, where you can be directly notified whenever I end up posting a story. Here's the link for that: https://twitter.com/ZZOMBOHO Also, peeps on Patreon had access to this story for a long while now, along with 4 future chapters of this story and even more stuff than that. So, if you want to be part of that little deal only for a measly 3 US dollars a month, check out my Patreon link here: https://www.patreon.com/ZZOMBOHO In any case, I hope you enjoyed the chapter!~

Chapter 1 - Wow, It Seems Miruko And Mitsuki Have Fun Times Too

"Ah. Thank you for the refreshment, ma'am." Miruko says, finishing the rest of her drink as she sits in the Bakugo household. Between her legs, the matron of the home bobs her head up and down along her enormous thick cock. It was like any other day. Miruko was out saving people, and then one of those people ended up showing their gratitude by inviting her to her home and sucking them off on their living room couch. Nothing out of the ordinary for a hero such as Rumi. Putting her drink down on a table next to her, Miruko turns to look at Mitsuki. She showed no issue or hesitation in taking her entire cock down her gullet. Deepthroating her member with such ease and precision that Rumi had to assume she must've had some experience. But who was she to bring that up and possibly ruin the mood? Oh, right, she was the number five hero of Japan. "Must've had training in the past if you're able to suck me off like this." Miruko comments, her usual smirk on her face. Loving how tightly the woman's throat squeezed her cock every time she bobbed her head down all the way to her waist. Smiling, Mitsuki pulls her cock out of her throat, grabs hold of it, and begins to slap it across her face. "Well, I wasn't the most monogamous person back in my school years." "Lucky me, then." Miruko smirks before reaching down and grabbing her by the back of her blonde-haired head and saying, "Hope you don't mind then if I turn things up a couple notches." She then slammed her cock down Mituski's throat, forcing out a gag from the once well-orally pleasing trained woman, but one that wasn't as loud as Miruko was expecting as her thick spit-shined balls slapped the underside of her chin. Some might suggest that Miruko be a bit more gentle. But she didn't care. Mitsuki showed a level of skill the hero hadn't seen in that many other women out there during her more intimate experiences. So, to her, it was fair to see how far this whore of a woman could go. Her grip on her blonde hair tightened as she jammed her cock back and forth down her throat rougher and faster with every second. Enjoying the pleasure, it granted her dearly as the older woman choked across her massive rod. And yet, she seemed to be handling it all fairly well, all things considered. Even as Miruko became rougher with the use of her mouth, Mitsuki still kept her eyes focused up toward the woman using her throat while a minimum amount of gags pulled themselves out from her messy maw. While impressing the hero, this only emboldened her to go even harder on her throat fucking as she then began to swing her muscled hips back and forth into the woman's face while also dragging her head up and down across her cock. Causing Mitsuki's nose to bump even more harshly up against her waist. But still, the woman continued to stay somewhat strong against Miruko's assault on her mouth. She even reached out and grabbed hold of the bunny-themed hero's rear and began to pull her harder into her face, helping get the number five hero's cock even farther down her throat than it was already going. "Heh, you weren't kidding lady." Miruko chuckles under her breath, letting out a huff as she fully exerts herself into fucking Mitsuki's gullet with her massive cock. Scrapping and bumping around almost every part of her mouth as she plunged her cock deep into it. Continuing to cause wet splatters of Mitsuki's spit and flem to splatter against her large breasts beneath her. The fragrance of which also combines with the smell of Miruko's own sweat to create a powerful combination of the two. Eventually, Miruko thrusts her cock down Mitsuki's throat one last time and holds her there before the head of her member begins to unload thick gooey blasts of cum directly down the matron of the household's throat. Her already gurgling moans soon increase in volume as she drinks down such a salty yet also delicious liquid. Once she was done, Miruko finally released Mitsuki's head. But instead of quickly pulling her head off her member, the woman slowly pulls back, carefully extracting the thick cock from her throat while also still sucking on it to get those last bits of cum. "Mmmmm, got any more for me, you big dicked stud?" Mitsuki asks, licking some bits of cum from her lips while looking up at Miruko. Her eyes were slightly red from the lack of oxygen she was forced to go through while her mascara warped down her face. "Jeez, you really are insatiable. Aren't you?" Miruko smirks down at the woman between her legs. "Oh, don't tell me you're feeling tired already. I want to show you more of my appreciation." Mitsuki smiles up at Rumi. At the same time, rubbing her face with the rabbit-themed hero's still hard cock. In response, Miruko flops to lay out on the couch. "If your so eager for it, why don't you get it yourself, then?" Miruko aims the question right back at Mitsuki while resting her hands behind her head, curious to see what she would do now. Always up for a challenge, Mitsuki rises to her feet and begins to pull off her skirt, followed by her completely soaked-through panties. The older woman then straddles the hero's waist, resting the entrance to her wet pussy against the top of Miruko's cock shaft before she then reaches down and pulls off her shirt, exposing her bra-covered breasts, something she promptly takes care of in the following moment, fully revealing herself to hero beneath her while she smiles seductively. "In that case, I hope you don't mind if I give you the ride of your life?" "Go right ahead." Miruko responds, sitting back and getting ready to enjoy whatever Mitsuki had cooked up at that moment. Which culminated in her leaning back between her legs and grabbing hold of Miruko's member, softly yet also firmly stroking it as she then lined the thick bulbous head up with her pussy. Then, without a second's hesitation, she lowers herself down, spearing herself on Miruko's cock, causing a pleasured moan to leave her lips as she takes her entire length inside herself until her plump hips met Miruko's toned own. Even though the woman in her lap was on the older side of things, she was still tight as ever. Perfectly squeezing Miruko's cock with a vice-like grip that begged to be filled with the cum inside of the number five hero's thick balls. Twitching and squirming around her member perfectly in a show of training and skill that the bunny-themed hero couldn't help but fall head over heels for. Mitsuki then raises her hips back up, dragging Miruko's thick member back out of her before dropping herself once again with a loud slap as their hips met. From there, the woman quickly began to repeat the process, pulling herself up before going back down on the hero's cock. A truly satisfying experience for the both of them, as the matron was able to fuck herself on such a massive cock while Miruko was able to be pleasured so extensively without even having to do a single thing. She started off slow, wanting to take things as they came while also being able to get a feel for how amazing Miruko's cock felt inside her pussy. How it seemed to hit and rub against all those right places that sent her nerves flying with ecstatic pleasure that fulfilled her deeply as much as the number five hero's cock filled her. Even though Miruko was a bold and sometimes crass woman, most of the time leading her sexual encounters. Mitsuki also had a fiery personality herself, and while she could never hope to completely top the woman beneath her, she could still show what she could do as she increased the pace at which she fucked her pussy along her cock. Her plump, thick hips rippling with every pounding down of her hips against Miruko's. Creating the loud of slapping meat against meat that filled the entire home, making the mother happy that she was home alone when she bought the hero inside both her house and her pussy. Mitsuki hadn't been able to let her hair down like this in a long while. Stress from her personal life had been getting in the way of things, but now, here she was, able to fuck herself a right ol' stud whose cock was just the thing that she needed in her hectic life. Perfect for bashing away all that unnecessary stress and sexual hunger while also smashing up against the entrance to her womb. "Quite the screamer, huh?" Miruko mutters to herself, watching as the moaning milf bounces herself up and down on her cock. "Let's see how loud you can get." The number five hero of Japan then goes on to say before suddenly grabbing the woman by her hips and surging her hips upwards to meet her downward thrust, crashing both of their hips together loudly as Mitsuki practically screams her head off at that point. Miruko's hips then practically become a blur as she begins the process of jabbing her hips and pounding her cock directly up into Mitsuki's pussy. Brutally using the woman's pussy with such a lustful passion and enthusiasm. She works herself over like a machine as Mitsuki herself can't help but spray her honey down across the hero's crotch. But Miruko doesn't slow down at all. In fact, she even goes so far as to speed up her thrusting even more. Jackhammering her cock in and out of Mitsuki's soaked cunny with a lustful passion that sends the woman over the edge once again, a harsh orgasm ripping through her body before it's followed up by another, and then another. Going far and beyond what any ordinary person can take, but Miruko makes sure she feels it all. The couch beneath the both of them practically slams against the floor with every powerful thrust as Miruko builds a thick sweat across her body as she goes above and beyond. Repeatedly and endlessly slamming her cock into all those special places that drive the woman in her lap crazy with pleasure. At the pace that she was currently going, it would be normal to assume that Miruko would have had to have been reaching some semblance of her peak speed. But no, she kept going faster by the second, rocketing her cock deep inside and of Mitsuki's pussy, more than making sure that the woman would always remember her from that moment on. The big dicked stud of a woman who showed her a heck of a time on her own living room couch. Pounding her out for all that she was possibly worth from that moment going forward. Then, seizing forward one last time, the head of Miruko's cock presses up directly against the entrance to Mitsuki's womb and begins to unload hot sticky cum into it. Painting the older woman's insides white with gooey spunk as she's filled completely with the liquid, this action finally being enough to push her over the edge as Mitsuki's eyes roll into the back of her head and she goes rigid. Her pussy orgasms one last time before it's finally enough to seep any sort of energy out of her. Collapsing back onto the couch, Mitsuki pants exhaustedly as Miruko sits up, looking at her handiwork with her usual smug grin. She then untangles herself from the older woman's legs and stands up, tucking her member away before making her way over to the door. Not before turning one last time back to the exhausted milf. "If you run into any more trouble, Ma'am, call me anytime." Miruko says before finally departing from the home. ---- And thus, another character from My Hero Academia whose name starts with the letter M has been marked down. But, in the end, I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did. Miruko is a favorite character of mine, and writing about her is always a pleasure!~

Chapter 6 - The First Official Patrol

It was only a short time until Miruko's people got into contact with Jirou. The day after her first meeting with the rabbit hero, as a matter of fact. It was sooner than she was expecting or really hoping for after her run-in with the bunny-themed hero in question. But she did make a deal with her after all to join her as a sidekick. She knew that she could back out at any time. However, she couldn't just leave Mina with her to take advantage of. Still, it felt weird getting ready, and everything like this was any ordinary hero agency and not the palace of some perverted pro-hero. Making her way down the hallway toward Miruko's office, Jirou steadied herself for whatever she had planned for her. What kinds of sick sexual games would she put her through just to torture and slowly break down her mind until she was nothing but some whore fit to be a sleeve for her massive, juicy- Stop that! Kyoka had to be mature about this. Sure, the sex she might've had with Rumi was out of this world, but that was no excuse to fall under her spell like Mina obviously was. Stopping right outside her door, Jirou took a breath in through her nose, steadying herself as she raised her hand and brought it down upon the wooden surface in a series of loud knocks. "Ah, that must be her. Come in!" Jirou hears Miruko call out from the other side of the door, giving her the go-ahead to enter a scene of the rabbit hero sitting behind her desk and talking to Mina. Something Kyoka was entirely surprised by since she expected Rumi to pair the two of them up together sooner or later. "Jirou!?" Mina asks, her eyes practically glowing at the sudden appearance of her friend. "Suprise! Told you I was bringing someone you knew onto the team." Rumi chuckles as Mina quickly runs over and pulls her friend into a tight, intimate hug. "OMIGOSHICAN'TBELIEVEYOUDIDN'TTELLMEBUTATTHESAMETIMEI'MGLADTHATYOUDIDN'TBECAUSEHOLYSHIT!" Mina speaks a mile a minute as she hugs Jirou. All the while, Kyoka hugs her back, happy to return the favor for such heavy amounts of affection while her gaze shifts toward Miruko, noticing the smug smile on her face. Just what was she planning? "Wait, did you tell anyone else about this?" Mina gasps, pulling back to look at Jirou. "Ah, Nah, you're the first one who knows." Jirou chuckles awkwardly, rubbing the back of her head as her face burns a slight shade of red. She hadn't even thought of how she was going to bring it up to their friend group if she would at all. "Cool! Maybe we can tell them together, oh! That would be such an awesome surprise!" Mina gushes, her visage practically glowing bright enough to blind even the most dark-hearted of souls out there. She did tend to have that effect on people whenever she was in a particularly good mood. "I'll have to think about it," Jirou says, more or less quietly. "But, umm...." Clearing her throat as she turns toward Miruko, a cautious expression on her face as she asks, "So, uh, what did you have planned today?" Expecting some of the most raunchiest things imaginable as Rumi only grins at her in return. "Patrol, baby!" Miruko says, hopping to stand atop her desk as she looks down at her two new sidekicks. "Mina already knows the deal by now, so I figure now would be a good time as any to run you through the process so you know what's up." Rumi explains, sounding more professional than Kyoka was expecting. "Ok? But what about-" "Keep up, rookie!" Miruko interrupts as she bounds past her, with Mina in a close follow, leaving Jirou in the dust as she wonders just what the fuck did she get herself into? ---- Trying to keep up with one of the fastest heroes currently out there was pretty hard. Especially while in the middle of a chase, when the villain in question has a speed quirk. "Try to keep up, heroes!" The villain laughs, already a few blocks ahead of Miruko, who is quickly gaining ground on him while Mina and Jirou struggle to keep them in their line of sight as Kyoka rides the pink heroine on a piggyback ride. At the same time, she used her quirk to propel herself forward at a relatively fast speed. Even then, their mentor and the villain that they were chasing were slowly gaining distance ahead of them before they suddenly turned a corner. "Oh, come on!" Mina shouts, exhausted as her extended quirk use wears her out, causing her to begin to slow down. "Is she always like this?" Jirou asks, amazed that her friend was able to keep up with Miruko up until that point. "Yeah, but it's better than my first day. Couldn't even see her half the time." Mina explains as the prospect of them catching up seemed otherwise hopeless until Jirou notices an alleyway leading to the street Miruko and the villain were now heading down. "Wait! Mina, I got an idea!" Jirou says, attracting Mina's attention before she sees where her friend is pointing, quickly getting the same picture that she had come up with as they both dart down the alley, popping out on the next street on the other side. "Quick! You see them?" Jirou asks, looking around to see if she could spot their mentor or the villain she was chasing. "No, you think we should head to the next street over- GOOOH!" Before Mina could finish her sentence, the villain they were chasing suddenly ran directly into them, catching him off guard as all three of them were sent hurdling to the ground. "Wha- Are you kidding me!?" The villain shouts, befuddled by how the duo was able to come out of nowhere as he quickly tries to get to his feet, only for a devastating kick delivered straight into his side by the rabbit hero to send him flying through the air and into a nearby wall. "You guys alright?" Miruko asks, helping the duo to their feet after watching them get wiped out. At the same time, she was trying to hide the small chuckle in her voice after watching such an admittedly funny sight go down. "Yeah, I think so." Jirou sighed, rubbing her side as she turned toward the villain, already seeing a group of out-of-breath police officers cuffing him up and directing him toward the nearest transport vehicle. For what must've been the entire day, the trio of heroes had been out on patrol rounding up criminals and villains alike, bringing each of them down as Jirou and Mina struggled to try and keep up with their mentor, who didn't seem to have gotten tired in the least ever since they got started. "Um, boss?" Mina says in between pants as she turns to look at Miruko. "Can we take 5 for the day?" The exhausted pink heroine asks, looking like she was about to collapse at any second. "Yeah," Jirou adds, coming up behind her friend to put a hand on her shoulder. "While it has been.... Quite the educational experience. I think Mina and I are just about beat." For a second, Miruko takes their request into consideration. The two sidekicks hoping for some kind of positive answer for their own bodies' sake. "Sure, why not? In fact," Rumi says, turning away from them. "I know the perfect place we can wind down. Keep up!" Just then, the rabbit heroine was gone, darting off into the distance as Jirou and Mina looked at each other, both of them tired and unsure if they could take another step, but to keep up with their mentor, turn and try to run after her. ---- Turns out the place Miruko was talking about was the roof of a skyscraper, an honestly beautiful sight to enjoy as they all ate the takeout that Rumi rewarded them with after such a hard day of patrolling around what must've been half the city. At least, it would've been if Kyoka wasn't petrified to sit on the side of the building like how Mina and Miruko were doing now. "Sure you don't wanna sit over here, Jirou?" Mina asks prior to taking another sip out of her soda. "Nah, I'm good." Kyoka casually yet also quickly as she rests her back against the small elevator they used to get up there. "Eh, fair enough." Mina says before turning back to her food, her legs off of the side of the building, confusing Jirou as to how she was able to do something like that without getting terrified by how high up they were. Looking out at the sunset, Jirou was able to admit that this day didn't go exactly how she was planning it. She was expecting Miruko to use her position of power over both of them to force them to do who knows what kinds of graphic things. Instead, they were doing the types of things she thought of whenever she began to think about what kinds of work people in hero agencies did. It was honestly not half that bad, minus, of course, trying to keep up with Rumi. Still, Kyoka had a hard time complaining about the time she was having. Stirring her from her thoughts, however, was Miruko suddenly perking as she raised a hand to activate her ear communicator. "What? I said I was going on break." Rumi asks, almost snapping at whoever she is talking to on the other side as her face grows even more annoyed than it already did. "What? Are you kidding me? Tell them that I'll handle it tomorrow." Miruko says, causing Mina to look over at Jirou with a concerned expression, with Kyoka shrugging back at her in response. The process of becoming a fully-fledged hero was already hard enough. So Jirou couldn't even imagine the type of stress that came with trying to maintain that and an entire hero agency under your command. "Ok, fine, damn it! Tell them this...." Miruko trails off, hoping to her feet as she waves to both Jirou and Mina before walking to the other side of the elevator on the opposite section of the roof so that she could speak privately, leaving the two friends to sit there now all by their lonesome as they continued to eat their food. "Soooooooo?" Mina starts, sliding up next to Jirou, a mischievous expression plastered on her face, making her friend already expect that she was up to something. "What?" Jirou responds, slightly confused. "Did you?" Mina asks, her playful smile growing even wider as she wiggles her eyebrows at Kyoka, quickly getting across what she is talking about. "Oh, god, did she tell you?" Jirou groans, rolling her eyes to avoid looking at Mina's face. "Nope, I just had a feeling." Mina retorts, crossing her arms and smiling. Curious, Jirou turns back toward her. "About what?" "Omigosh, Jirou! Don't tell me your THAT clueless." Mina giggles, the irony of someone like her saying something like that not lost on her friend, but she nevertheless shrugs it off. "You know she doesn't just take on anyone. Only the ones that she likes." Mina adds, managing to confuse Kyoka even more than she already had at that point. Rumi liked her? I mean, that much was pretty obvious from when they.... Did it. But was Mina really meaning it like that? For the most part, Jirou thought that Miruko was going at this from a much more carnal way, and in some way, she was. But was there really something deeper to it than just that? And in that case, did she really feel that way about her? That train of thinking causes Kyoka's face to burn a hot shade of red as she continues to sit there, butterflies in her stomach as she thinks about the possibility of being in a romantic relationship with Miruko. At first thought, it didn't even seem like an actual prospect. Growing a lot more nervous for no apparent reason, Jirou feels her palms grow sweaty as she rubs them together. What the fuck was even going on? "Just calm down, damn it!" Kyoka thinks to herself, taking steady breaths of air into her lungs as she sits there. She had to think about this logically, like how Momo would. Fuck, she could really use her right now. But nonetheless, she needed to really think this through. She would come back later to another time to see if she was actually against the idea. For now, she would just toy with the idea around in her head. Not treating it as seriously as she first thought it to be. Thinking about her previous relationships, it'd honestly be a pretty big step up, wouldn't it? Going from old high school boyfriends to the number 5 hero of Japan. It was almost funny the more she thought about it. But Jirou's life had already faced more than enough developments for the time being. In the meantime, she just needed to get used to this new routine with Mina and Miruko and take it for what it was. Whether it'd be lustful exploitation or actual hero work. "Mina, I...." Jirou turns to where her friend was sitting, only to find that she's now completely alone. Drawing her attention, however, was the sound of something muffled coming from around the corner Rumi had walked around. "Mina?" Jirou calls out softly, peering around the corner only to come across a sight that nearly causes her to gasp aloud. On her knees, in front of Miruko, Mina throated her cock with little to no effort. Getting the rabbit hero's entire package down her gullet in repeated bobbing movements of her head where she pressed her nose into her waist before pulling her head back and then pushing it back down. Jirou was completely shocked, dumbfounded even as she watched from the side. Her cheeks were glowing hot red as her heart thrummed loudly in her chest. Neither of them seemed to notice Kyoka as she watched. Which was good for her since she doubted she would've been able to handle the situation if they were able to spot her peeping in on them as Mina swallowed Miruko's massive member down her throat. Gurgling happily as she looked up at Rumi, who smiled back at her with that usual smug-looking smile that irritated Jirou to no end. "Are they fucking crazy?! What if someone...." The hero in training's thoughts trails off as she remembers where the three of them were. Should she still say something? No, they both seemed content with what they were doing. Maybe Kyoka should just go back to her food and pretend that she didn't see anything. However, it was hard to turn her attention away as she saw Mina throat Rumi's cock like an expert. It was one thing to see her friend suck someone off. She and Mina might've been close, but she doubted throughout their entire relationship that they would've been close enough for one of them to do something like this in such close proximity to one another. But seeing her take Miruko's cock down her throat with such minimum effort, at least when compared to when she first tried to blow the bunny-themed hero for the time, was nearly night and day. From what she could see, along with sucking and slurping on it, Mina swirled her tongue around the entirety of Rumi's length, teasing it as she pressed her head down far enough so that she was able to even slightly lap at Miruko's balls. Something that Kyoka didn't even think was possible in the slightest, let alone with a member as big as the bunny hero's. Watching from the side, Kyoka was able to get a view as Mina's throat bulged every time it traveled down it. Fuck, what was she doing? She was acting like some perv, watching her friend throatfuck herself on Rumi's massive fuckstaff. But she just couldn't keep her eyes away. It was almost like she was hypnotized as she watched. Slowly, Jirou began to feel moisture start to build between her legs, making her feel all the more depraved as she continued to watch. Along with that, she began to feel a nagging need from below, something that told her to just reach down and play with herself. "C'mon, what's the worst that can happen? You already got fucked by her. What's the issue with going for it while she faces fucks your friend?" A voice in the back of Kyoka's head rings loudly, urging her to just do it already. And yet, she kept a white knuckle grip on the elevator as she continued to watch. Trying to keep a hold of herself as she continued to watch. However, as Mina began to bob her head up and down faster on Rumi's cock, it slowly became a task easier said than done. Mina and Miruko both obviously seemed to be enjoying themselves. Miruko enjoying the tight squeezing sensation Mina's throat had around her cock, and for Mina, she just seemed happy to be sucking Rumi off. Suddenly, though, with the grip she had on Mina's horn, Miruko pulled her head into her lap as her friend quickly shifted to holding on tightly onto Rumi's rear, confusing Jirou if only for a second before she began to watch as Miruko began to cum and pump down thick gooey loads of spunk down Mina's throat, who happily swallowed it all down. It looked to be so easy for her as she continued to gurgle happily before the flow of cum began to slowly subside, amazing Kyoka even further that Mina was able to swallow it all down without spilling a single drop. She always had a feeling that her friend was fairly good in that regard, but she didn't think that she was THAT good. After a while, Miruko began to slowly slide her cock out from Mina's throat, taking the time to let her sidekick suck out those remaining bits of cum still left inside her dick before her massive, now spit-slick member popped out from her lips, with Mina letting out a small giggle as she wipes some spit off from her lips. "How was that?" Mina then asks. "Fuck, do you really even need to ask?" Miruko says as she then helps her sidekick to her feet. "Feel like you could go for round two?" Rumi inquires, making Jirou slightly happy with the fact that she, at the very least, asked. "Ha! Do YOU really even need to ask?" Mina asks before Jirou watches as she suddenly leaps into Miruko's strong, muscled arms as they grip around her tightly, holding her in place while below, the rabbit hero begins to line her cock up with the entrance to her pussy. Making Kyoka blush even harder at the fact that not only did she just see her friend suck cock, but now she was going to be able to see her get fucked by that same cock. Then, only to make matters even more heart-racing for Jirou, she watched as both Mina and Miruko proceeded to bring their lips together, kissing each other intimately like they were lovers as their tongues swirled around each other. Making Kyoka nearly tremble in place as she continued to watch with a feeling of shock and a growing sensation of arousal that was increasingly difficult to ignore. However, midway through their make-out session, Mina suddenly pulls her head back. "Think she'll hear?" Mina asks as she and Rumi both turn their heads to where Jirou is, causing her to quickly duck back behind the corner. "Be honest. Do you really give a shit if she does?" Jirou can hear Miruko ask. After a few seconds of Mina most likely thinking over that question, she says, "Hmmmm, not really." Shocking Jirou with what kind of person Mina was capable of being before she also heard Rumi let out a low chuckle. "Ok, then." Miruko mutters as Kyoka slowly shifts to look back around the corner, just in time to see the rabbit hero's cock split past Mina's pink folds, causing her friend to let out a low moan, something far more subdued than how she first heard her scream back in her dorm room. But also, unlike that time, Jirou was now able to see Mina get fucked with the cock that caused all of this to kick into motion in the first place. By all first appearances, it looked like Rumi's member had no chance of fitting inside her. Still, whether it'd be the determination of both women, the spit-slick surface it now had, thanks to Mina's prior blowjob, or both, Kyoka was able to watch with bated breath as Miruko slowly bought down the pink heroine's pussy over her cock. Causing that needy feeling that Kyoka felt in her crotch to grow stronger almost tenfold enough to the point that her hands began to unconsciously creep down toward and into her pants, going down and past her underwear until her fingers finally came into contact with her sensitive pussy. Compared to before, when she listened in on what they were doing inside Mina's room, this time around seemed to be a lot slower and more intimate in a way, as their lips suddenly met once again, falling into another kiss that seemed to be just as close as what was happening beneath the two of them. Miruko's cock traveled deeper and deeper inside Mina's pussy until its massive, bulbous head pressed up against the entrance to the pink heroine's womb. "Mmmmmm...." Mina moaned happily, her lips still pressed up against Miruko's as their tongues continued to dance and intertwine with each other. It didn't even seem real that they were doing something like this here with the full knowledge that she herself was just around the corner. While most likely not knowing that she was watching them but knowing that she could hear them at any second. It almost seemed to, strangely enough, enhance the experience for Jirou as she was unable to stop her fingers from beginning to tease her clit. Rubbing it softly and dragging a stifled moan out of her lips, something that she quickly tried to hide as best as she could so as to not attract the attention of either woman. Some part of herself, possibly the part of her that wasn't completely wrapped up in the pleasure she was feeling, was telling her that she was wrong for doing something like this. Being a perv and touching herself while her friend had an intimate moment with their massive-cocked mentor. But to cut herself some slack, it was hard not to. The both of them going at it and seeing a cock that belonged to an attractive woman travel deep into her beautiful friend was too much to pass up in terms of watching. Continuing to watch, Jirou observed as Miruko slowly slid her cock in and out of Mina's pussy only for her friend's pussy to have to accommodate such a girthy member into its sensitive folds. Reminding Kyoka of her own time she had with Miruko and how she only needed to thrust inside her one time for her to explode into an orgasm that shook her down to her very core. Making the hero in training almost feel a little jealous as she watched her friend get all of this special treatment. But she was against it, right? Their relationship was immature and wrong on so many levels. So, in that case, why did a deep, more subconscious part of Jirou begin to wish that she was in Mina's position at that current moment? Slowly, Rumi began to pick up the pace. Not instantly going to that thundering speed that demolishes and breaks down pussies in meer seconds, but increasing her speed fast enough to the point that Jirou was able to notice as Mina's grip around her tightened signifigantly and for those small moans and murmers to increase in volume. It was still not anything significant, but just enough for Kyoka to get a general idea of how her friend was feeling. Having her sensitive pussy stabbed into by that cock. At the same time, Jirou could feel something creeping up inside herself, her own orgasm, blurring her mind even further at that point as she realized that she was just about to cum on top of a skyscraper while watching the number 5 hero of Japan fuck her friend. It was weird and strange, but as Kyoka's body began to slowly creep around more and more to the pleasure, she began to mind less by the seconds that passed. So much so to the point that her own murmurs of pleasure became louder, slowly exposing more and more of her current position to them. Luckily, though, the duo seemed to be more or less wrapped up in what they were doing to notice her at that point as they themselves seemed to be getting closer to finishing. Their bodies moving in a steady tandem with the other as they worked themselves closer to that eventual finish while Jirou did the exact same thing. The pleasure welling up inside her all the way up to her very being as her fingers continued to tease her clit, leaving her entire pussy a soaking wet mess at that point. However, that was at the back of her mind. Lost to the pleasure, Kyoka's steady fingers continued teasing herself, rubbing her clit fast enough to push herself over that edge. Then, after watching enough of the show, Jirou's pussy had enough and was pushed over the edge. Not spraying out of her in an aroused blast of her honey, but more or less making a bigger mess of her panties than there already was while she watches as Miruko surges her hips upward one last time, creating an audible sound of their hips meeting before she begins to pump thick gooey blasts directly into her cunt. Filling up Mina's pussy while Mina herself came also, letting her fluid slowly fall down Miruko's cock. At the end of it, Jirou was left a huffing, exhausted mess as she rested her head up against the corner of the elevator, a part of her in disbelief that she was able to get this far before her gaze slowly shifted back up toward Mina and Miruko, watching as the two of them seem to be enjoying themselves also and taking their time before Rumi begins to slowly slide her cock out from her friend's pussy as her grip around her also began to loosen. "Oh, shit." Kyoka quietly mutters under her breath as she tries to scramble back to where she was sitting originally on the roof as quietly and also as quickly as possible, looking back over at the sunset over the nearby horizon. "Just act natural. Completely natural." Jirou thinks to herself, hearing what sounded like slight movement coming from where Miruko and Mina were before eventually the two of them bob back around to join her where she was sitting. "Alright! You girls ready to head back?" Miruko asks. "Huh? O-Oh, yeah, sure." Jirou says, sounding a little bit more nervous than she would've liked. "Yeah, I'm pretty beat." Mina says, stretching slightly, both she and Miruko seemingly completely unaware as to the fact that Jirou was watching them go at it not a few moments earlier. ---- "See you back at the dorms!" Mina says before bounding over to a car that was going to take her back to UA, leaving Kyoka all by her lonesome, standing outside of Miruko's hero agency as she waved her goodbye. A small smile on her face as, despite everything that had happened, the hero in training had to come to enjoy herself significantly. But at the same time, standing there in complete total silence beside the occasional passing car, she began to feel something unexpected. Disappointment. And it was all because of one thing that she thought she wanted to happen. Something she had hoped for when she first came to her hero agency. Rumi didn't do anything with her. Not that she wanted to. It was just that after their first real meeting, she thought she'd be all over her as much as she was all over Mina, getting her to do all sorts of sick sexual things. But, it seemed her attention most mainly focused entirely on Mina. "Oh, Jirou!" A sudden voice calls out to Kyoka from behind, causing the petite heroine to jump as she spun on her heel to see none other than Miruko, sparking what was, strangely enough, hope throughout her. "Glad I caught you when I did." She pants, walking up to Jirou and placing a hand on her shoulder. "Just a quick thing, are you going to be free this weekend?" Rumi asks. "Ummmm.... Yeah?" Jirou responds, her schedule, for the most part, was fairly free. This weekend was particularly empty in terms of things that she had to do, so she more than had the time for whatever her mentor had planned for her. "Sweet!" Miruko smiles. "Just wanted to ask 'cause I'm going to need you and Mina to stay over the weekend because some support people are going to come by and give you two some stuff to help you guys keep up with me while we're out on patrol." "Oh, ok." Jirou responds lowly as Rumi pats her on the shoulder, her powerful strength making her nearly Kyoka topple over with a single strike. "See you then, rookie!" Miruko says before turning to walk back into her building, leaving Jirou to turn back toward the street as her ride back to UA finally approaches her from a distance. Whatever Rumi had planned, it was going to go down that weekend. ---- Howdy Doody!~ And that's another chapter down! Sorry for getting out so late, just had to handle some stuff. But other than that, if you want to know more directly when I post, check out my Twitter here: https://twitter.com/ZZOMBOHO Peeps on Patreon also had access to this chapter early along with the next 3 chapters for a while now, so if you want the same kind of treatment, here's the link to my Patreon here: https://www.patreon.com/ZZOMBOHO In any case, I hope you enjoyed the story!~

Chapter 1 - Another Meeting With Kaeya

"And that's today's commission done!" Amber says, handing in the reports over to Katheryne at the Adventurer's guild. "Well done, Amber. From your recent performance, you are just behind the Traveler in terms of efficiency." Katheryne states in her usual robotic tone. "Of course I am...." Amber mutters to herself, wiping some sweat from her tired brow. Even after her training with Sir Kaeya, Aether was still proving to be quite the diligent and efficient Outrider. "Oh! But I guess if that's everything, then I'll be off." Amber smiles after realizing she hasn't said anything in the last few moments. After waving goodbye to Katheryn, Amber began to make her way toward the Knights of Favonius headquarters. While some might consider her a workaholic, Amber always wanted to be at the top of her game when it came to everything. And if that meant losing a little bit of free time, she was more than happy to do so if that ultimately meant helping more people in the end. Walking up the steps to the building, Amber feels the exhaustion in her legs as she moves up them. But nevertheless, she continues to move and extend her hand out to open the door. Only to have the door open by itself as both Jean and Lisa come walking out. "Oh! Amber." Jean smiles as she sees her fellow knight. Even though she was the acting Grandmaster, she still had a lot of respect for the Outrider. "Hey, Jean, Lisa! What's up?" Amber says, always more than happy to talk to her close friends. "We were just about to head to the Angel's Share to have some drinks with Diluc. Would you care to join us?" Lisa offers. "Oh, no, that's fine. Thank you for offering, however. But I got a go train." Amber explains, looking a little sheepish. "Are you sure? You've been working a lot lately. And while that's admirable, I don't want you to burn yourself out." Jean voices her worry. "Thank you for your concern, Jean. But I'm fine. I've just been learning ways that I can improve being a Knight." Amber responds. "It's honestly amazing. For the longest time, I thought I had a grasp on what it meant to be a Knight, but now I'm learning there's so much more to it." Amber goes on to say, at the same time reaching into her pocket to pull out her watch. "Oh! I gotta before I'm late." Amber says, darting past the two into the building. "I'll be training with Sir Kaeya if you need me!" Amber informs, flashing her familiar, confident smile to the two women behind her as the doors to the building close. "Hey Lisa," Jean starts, turning toward her close friend, a worried expression on her face. "Is it me, or has Amber been seeming a lot more.... Mature, since she and Captain Kaeya took on more commissions together? You don't think he's doing anything unsavory with her, do you?" "Who, Kaeya? Oh you worry too much, Jean. We both know those two can barely stand each other as is." Lisa laughs, attempting to alleviate some of the concerns the acting Grandmaster of the Knights of Favonius was quite obviously feeling at that moment. "Yeah, your right." Jean relents, letting out a sigh before shaking her head and turning away from the door. "C'mon, let's keep going." "Yes, it would be a shame to keep your boy toy waiting, wouldn't it?" Lisa smiles slyly at Jean. "L-Lisa! You know it's not like that." Jean admonishes, her face flushing a slight shade of red at the comment. "I know, I know. I'm only teasing." Lisa laughs as she continues to walk alongside her friend. Although, she did have her ideas. ---- Amber's hands sweat through her gloves as she stood in front of the door to Kaeya's office. Even after everything, she couldn't help but feel timid. However, with a slight huff from her mouth, she still raises a hand and wraps her knuckle across the wooden door. "S-Sir Kaeya? A-Are you ready for me?" Amber asks, her voice coming out more nervous than she would've liked. "Of course, come right in, Outrider." Kaeya's familiar, sly voice gives her the go-ahead to enter, which she does. Sitting behind his desk, a slight frown adorns the Calvary Captain's face as he finishes signing a few papers. "Have any troubles with the commission reports?" Kaeya asks, his gaze staying down and focused on his work. "Not at all. Look, while you might still see me as some sort of rookie, I still know how things work." Amber responds, sounding annoyed. "Oh, you do, do you?" Kaeya asks, putting his quill down and picking up his papers before walking past Amber and filing them away. "I must say, even after all the hard work I've done, they still see to fit me with meaningless paperwork." Kaeya sighs. "Perhaps when all is said and done, you could do such work for me? Maybe that would be a proper position for an Outrider such as yourself." Kaeya says playfully. "Well, as a Knight of Favonius, we are all expected to do our fair share of work. Even if it means doing things we might necessarily want to do. As Calvary Captain, you surely must know this." Amber retorts, grinding her teeth together as she slightly leans over the front of Kaeya's desk. "That's why I have you, to help remind me of all those little things I forget about." Kaeya says, coming up behind Amber and getting a look at her. "Well, that, along with certain other reasons." Kaeya leans in close and whispers into Amber's ear, causing a shiver to rack up her spine. There were so many things Amber wanted to say at that moment. But she couldn't help but feel so soft when it came to him. It was almost like he knew the exact words to say to get her into such a state where she was his to do with as he wished. And a part of her kind of liked that. "Now, then. I suppose we should get started." Kaeya remarks, extending both of his hands out to grab at Amber's hips, causing the Outrider to jump under his grip as he slowly felt her up. Going from her hips to her sides and then all the way up to her toned stomach before eventually stopping at her chest. His strong fingers grabbing hold of the fabric before slowly pulling it away, exposing her average-sized breasts. By no means was Amber lacking in that regard. She always thought that she had a fair amount there to see. She also knew that she wasn't on the same level as someone like Lisa. Who, due to her interesting choices in clothing, allowed those around her to get quite the eye full. "Seems our training has been benefiting you in more ways than one." Kaeya chuckles, causing Amber's face to burn even hotter. His touch was so skilled as it moved across her body; it made her squirm, but she wanted him to keep touching her. "But fitness isn't the only thing I'm looking for." Kaeya says before his hands shift toward her waist and slowly unzip her shorts. His thumbs then stick under her waistband as he slowly begins to pull them down. Allowing her plump bare ass to pop out from underneath the fabric. "Nothing. Nice. Just like how I told you." Kaeya smiles while Amber bites her lower lips as she feels his gloved hands reach and pulls her cheeks apart, exposing a small pink beaded toy sticking out from her asshole and leading out to a fluffy white ball. "And you still have it in you, just as what was expected." Kaeya adds. When the Calvary Captain had given her the toy and told her what to do with it. Amber was at first a little confused, to say the least. In some part of her desperate mind, as she thought about recent events, she could see what they did previously as training in a way. But this was something a little too out there. Although, like always, his words only seemed to get her to do what he wanted. Even if that meant sticking that thing inside her.... Rear. "I-I still don't k-know what this has to do with training." Amber stutters out as she stands there nervously. "It has everything to do with training." Kaeya starts, reaching out and softly tugging on the toy, causing Amber to exhale a short breath of air out through her teeth. "Being a Knight of Favonius requires nearly constant concentration. You have to be able to detect the smallest of things under the most stressful of circumstances. And besides, don't tell me you don't enjoy it." Kaeya says before a stray finger of his brushes up against Amber's slightly wet entrance, causing the Outrider to jump. Amber doesn't say anything, the most coming out of her mouth being a slight whimper that rumbles out of her throat. "At a loss for words, Outrider? I wonder, where did all that confidence of yours go?" Kaeya remarks as his finger begins rubbing that spot. He was loving every single second of this. The once clamoring-to-do-good Knight of Favonius reduced to such a state. It only made her all the more attractive to him, especially as his bulge continued to strain against the inside of his pants. "Tell me...." Kaeya says, moving in close to whisper into Amber's ear once again. "Do you want it?" Nervously, the Outrider slowly nods her head to Kaeya's question. Not daring to say anything and risk losing more of her dignity. "I need you to say it." Kaeya presses, knowing full well how completely unbearable it must've been for Amber at that particular moment. Steadily, Amber opens her mouth to say something, but nothing leaves her lips. "Perhaps we can continue this another time when you're feeling a little bit more.... Confident." Kaeya hums before beginning to move away. It just wasn't fair. How could he treat her like this? She was a Knight of Favonius, not some toy he could play with. "I want it." Amber suddenly says, the words finally leaving her mouth before she could really think about them. "Want, what? You'll have to be a little more specific if you want me to give you something." Kaeya presses, still smiling smugly. "I want your cock. I want you fuck me with your massive cock." Amber finally admits, her heart beating rapidly as every word leaves her lips. A part of her still couldn't believe that she was saying them, but at that point, she was so desperate for it. "Well, then. I wasn't expecting that much, but I guess I can oblige." Kaeya chuckles as he reaches down to his pants and begins to undo them, going just slow enough that it would get on Amber's nerves. But soon enough, he lowers his pants past his toned rear and pulls his cock out, slapping it down across Amber's rear. "Wait a minute, what did you want me to do with this again?" Kaeya smirks as he looks back at Amber. "Kaeya, please." Amber desperately pleaded with the Calvary Captain, unable to take much more of his teasing. "Alright, Alright, I'll stop with the teasing." Kaeya chuckles before angling his cock right at the entrance to Amber's pussy. He takes his time, wanting to savor every part of what is happening as he slowly pushes his thick-tipped cock past the Outrider's folds. Resting a hand on top of Amber's rear as he slowly pulled her hips against his. "Ngfh, I must say, you seem particularly excited today." Kaeya remarks with a groan. "Could it be that you were looking forward to this?" Kaeya goes on as he pushes a quarter of his entire length inside her. At the same time, loving how tightly she clung onto him. "W-What do you t-think?" Amber asks back, finding it increasingly hard to concentrate while her inner walls are spread just by how big he is. Waves of pleasure making their way through her crotch and leading into her brain, where she nearly felt overwhelmed by it all. "Again, with that attitude, Outrider. A part of me is beginning to wonder if you don't quite appreciate what I do for you." Kaeya smiles, pushing himself in further. Feeling as her pussy twitched and spasmed around his cock as it tried to accommodate his hefty and considerable length. But eventually, their bodies finally met, which was finally enough to force a moan out past Amber's lips. "Oh, my. For a second there, Outrider. I was beginning to think that you weren't enjoying yourself." Kaeya chuckles smoothly. A quick and surefire response aimed back at him was something Amber hoped for, but due to what her body was going through at the moment, the most she could muster was a slight groan mixed with a somewhat annoyed whine. But soon, more sounds begin to leave Amber's lips as Kaeya starts to pull back. Dragging his long cock back out the way he pushed it in, hitting all those special places once again until only the head remained inside her. Allowing his member to shine with the honey that Amber had coated it within the light of the room before he slowly began to push himself back inside her. This time, moving at a slightly faster pace. While it might've seemed like he was moving slowly, Kaeya knew precisely what he was doing. This, Amber, knew for certain. A part of her wondered if it was just some sort of way to drag some kind of reaction out of her, with him going at a pace that dragged things out when she wanted it hard and fast. But deep down, she couldn't quite deny the fact that she loved every single second of it. She didn't know his history with other women, not that she would ever care to ever really ask about something like that. Knowing full well that it would just lead to a cavalcade of more teasing on his part. But from the way that he was using her body, he had to have had some sort of experience if hearts were practically beginning to show up in her eyes. Moving up into a medium pace, Kaeya's hips moved faster but still had that same precision in hitting all those perfect places inside Amber's body. Her body practically reacted in turn with every single movement he made. Going along exactly the way that he wanted them to go as the Outrider felt the head of his cock touch the entrance to her womb, only seemingly arousing her even further at that point as her body surrendered more and more control over to the Calvary Captain. Allowing him to do practically whatever he wanted while he moved into an even faster pace. "How are you feeling, Outrider?" Kaeya asks, the smile evident in his voice while he continues to pull himself in and out of her pussy. "Good...." Is all that Amber says as her pussy clutches down even tighter around Kaeya's thick cock. At that point, Amber's mind and body had fully given themselves over to  Kaeya. Any rational thoughts she might've had about what she was doing were put to the side as she only served to follow and enjoy the pleasure that his cock was able to grant her at that moment. It all just felt so good. Kaeya's cock, his thick member, moved through her body with a skill that Amber was absolutely in love with. Controlling her in the best way that she could possibly hope for and be able to feel as Kaeya continued to fuck her at the pace moving. "Wanna do something real special for me, Outrider?" Kaeya leans and whispers huskily into Amber's ear. "O-Of course. A-Anything. Just name it." Amber responds, the devotion in her voice being just as obvious as the hearts in her eyes. "Move yourself for me." Kaeya requests, at the same time slowing down the movement of his hips and cutting off the pleasure for Amber. "Ok." Amber chirps back as she begins to do just that. Slowly moving her hips back and forth and spearing herself on Kaeya's member. When it came to most things in life, Amber always wanted to outdo herself. Going above and beyond anything she usually did the next time she did them. And for the most part, she could. Amber was capable of many things, so when it came to something she wasn't exactly experienced in, that being, in this case, sex, it led her mind to do what it always did and pushed her to go further. Flexing her rear slightly, Amber began to shake her ass across Kaeya's length as she fucked herself across it. The act wasn't the easiest thing to do, but where would she be in life if she didn't go above and beyond what was called of her? "Fuuuuck.... Good girl. Just, like, that! Shake that slutty ass." Kaeya groans, obviously enjoying himself, seeing such a plump ass shake and fuck itself across his massive rigid cock. Combined with how tightly Amber's pussy continued to squeeze him, it was all perfect. "Yes, sir!" Amber responds, encouraged by the response she received from Kaeya to push herself even further. At the same time, she felt her own orgasm begin to build up within herself as she continued to move faster with every passing second. Her mind focused solely on the pleasure coursing throughout her body as she felt herself slipping closer and closer to what she wanted to do. Eventually, Amber pushes her hips up against Kaeya's one last time. Just enough to push herself over the edge as she feels the tension that had begun to build up within herself quickly fade as her pussy cums on Kaeya's thick rigid cock. After everything that had happened, Kaeya was more than happy to feel himself begin to cum, also. His enormous member beginning to spray and coat the inside of the Outrider's pussy with his hot white sticky substance that came shooting out of the head of his cock. A satisfying experience, to say the least, for the Calvary Captain. And it seemed to be a good experience for Amber also as she leaned against Kaeya's desk. Panting exhaustedly and tiredly as Kaeya retracts his member for her pussy before ultimately reaching down to pull his pants back up to cover. "Another wonderful training session, wouldn't you agree?" Kaeya chuckles, getting a good look at Amber as cum leaked out of her pussy. "Y-Yes, s-sir Kaeya." Amber pants before she reaches down to pull her shorts back up, leaving behind a dark spot on her crotch. "S-Same time, t-tomorrow, I assume?" Amber asks, turning to face the Calvary Captain. "Correct. Although, make sure to keep wearing that toy." Kaeya reminds her, although he had a feeling she already knew that. "Great." Amber sighs, finally coming down from the rush of her orgasm as she makes her way to the door and leaves quickly. While she was never that shy to small talk, when it came to Kaeya and how much he irritated her, she'd rather just go. Once outside his office, Amber takes a moment to brace herself up against the wall before putting the events of what had just happened to the back of her mind. She had to keep up appearances, but at the same time, she would prepare herself for whatever Kaeya might have cooked up for their next training session. ---- Hope ya'll enjoyed it!~

Chapter 1 - While Eula Might Not Get A Cake, She'll Get A Creampie

Another birthday down for the count. They always seemed to sneak up on Eula when she was least expecting them to. Her usually busy schedule kept her mind occupied until someone, usually Amber, bought up what day it was. To which she would then spend a good chunk of the day being dragged around by her friend to celebrate such an occasion. It wasn't that Eula didn't appreciate the effort on Amber's part. The fact that she would always remember the day of her birth more than even Eula herself meant a lot to her. It was just that she was seemingly the only one happy to celebrate it. Eula's heritage was no secret amongst the people of Monstadt, how her ancestors ruled over the city for a time with an iron grip, committing horrifying deeds that still haunt the city's people even to this day. And even though Eula had proven herself to be quite the valuable member of the Knights of Favonius, most of the city's people still couldn't entirely separate Eula from her family. Especially considering the fact that some recent Lawrence family members had made various attempts at reestablishing their power over the city via working with the Fatui. For the most part, Eula played off the snide remarks and glares from the people around her, usually vowing that vengeance would be her's in response. But it would be a lie to say that some of it didn't get under her skin at times, even though a part of her recognized it as being perfectly natural. While her heritage might've had its not-so-pleasant origins and Eula's personality might've been considered prickly, to say the least, at the very least, she just wanted some of her hard work to be recognized, beyond just someone like Amber. But that would ultimately be easier said than done. A realization that caused Eula to sigh as she sat under a tree and looked out at the city. Despite everything, the city she looked at was still home to her, even if its occupants didn't quite like her all that much. At the very least, there were times like now when she could just sit back and relax. Letting her tired eyes flutter shut as the day's events slowly caught up with her. ---- Something warm and slimy shot across her face, causing Eula to groan slightly as she slowly came back to. Had she fallen asleep? Perfectly understandable given how quiet and peaceful the grassy plains of Monstadt could be. Still, the substance on her face, it felt.... Strange. Gooey, like she had finished dispatching a group of slimes. But after slamming her greatsword down into one of them, causing them to splatter all over herself, they didn't feel like the goop on her face. Along with that, its smell caused Eula's nose to wrinkle, along with nearly making the Knight of Favonius slightly dizzy as she inhaled the scent. Just what was going on? Fluttering her eyes open, Eula found herself face to face with a massive dark cock that jerked itself off right in front of her. Its thick, bulbous tip was slick with both pre and remnants of the cum that had just shot itself across Eula's features. Not only that, however, the Knight of Favonius soon came to the discovery that the creature pleasuring itself right in front of her was none other than a Hilichurl. Eula's first instinct was to leap to the side, pull out her great sword, and send this creature flying into Celestia. But rather than doing that, a twinge of desire sparked deep inside her core as she watched this beast continue to masturbate, still darting its hand back and forth even after it had just cum. However, that didn't last long, as the Hilichurl soon realized that Eula was awake, causing it to let out a startled, "Yah!" Before leaping back into a defensive position. Jumping to her feet herself, Eula went to grab her weapon. "How dare you! Vengeance will be mine-phtp!" But before she could fully shout out her usual spiel about revenge, a bit of the cum that had been on her face oozed down into her mouth, catching the Knight of Favonius off guard and leading her to harshly cough and sputter around the substance. For a moment, a feeling of pure horror ripped through her body. Hilichurl cum, in her mouth. She nearly felt sick, but as she continued to taste it, a part of her quickly grew used to the taste, with her sense of taste going so far as to identify the differing flavors of it like she was sampling some wine. More than anything else, it was salty and bitter. Similar to other partners, she had managed to get into bed with and orally pleasured. But even then, it tasted slightly dirtier and musky as it almost stuck to her tongue. But worst of all, something that affected Eula down to the deepest parts of herself was the fact that a part of her kind of liked it. Ok.... This wasn't really a revelation she was expecting to have that day. She knew she should've been shocked, horrified, disgusted like she was initially. But deep down, looking at this creature before her who still stood ready to fight, she began to feel curious. Getting approached for Eula was a scarce occasion, even by some of the more slimy citizens of Monstadt. So getting this kind of treatment, while off-putting to get it from a Hilichurl of all things, did leave the Knight of Favonius slightly flattered. Making her wonder if she could possibly push things further than they already went. Shifting her gaze to look all around her, Eula made sure that it was only her and this Hilichurl in the area before eventually lowering her greatsword to the ground and then proceeding to kick it away, eliciting a confused grunt out of the Hilichurl. "Um...." Eula started, unsure how to go about this. But nevertheless, she begins to lower herself down to her knees. "Don't worry, I'm not going to hurt you." Eula explains, fully aware that the Hilichurl most likely didn't understand a single thing she was saying but still tried to communicate nonetheless as she motioned for the creature to come closer. "Just.... Uh, come here." Cautiously, most likely expecting this to be some sort of trap, the Hilichurl slowly made its way back over to her, its thick cock still standing erect and strong, poking out from under its loincloth as it made its way over toward where Eula was. Was she really about to do this? Get intimate with a Hilichurl? She knew she REALLY shouldn't be doing this, but what would the harm be in a small experiment? Once it was close enough, the Knight of Favonius carefully extended her hand out toward the Hilichurl, moving slowly enough that she didn't end up scaring it off until her digits finally grabbed hold of its member. Causing the creature's body to stiffen slightly. It was warm, still flowing with enough blood to keep it erect as Eula grasped it. Handling it the same way that she would hold a delicate artifact. Then, and only then, did she begin to slowly move her hand up and down its cock. A part of Eula still couldn't believe that she was doing this. Jerking off a Hilichurl? It was so disgraceful in all the worst ways imaginable. However, that didn't stop her from feeling slightly turned on by the whole experience. In fact, it only really seemed to enhance what she felt as she felt her cheeks grow warmer and rosy red with a flush of embarrassment and slight arousal. Eula thought it strange as she felt her emotions being split into two main categories. On the one hand, a part of her still recognized the disgusting deed that she was doing, but on the other, it had been quite the dry spell since she last managed to get someone into her bed. Oh, Archons, was she really this desperate, willing to lower her standards enough to the point that she would jerk off a creature just to get that satisfaction? In response, Eula seemingly answered her own question as she didn't stop what she was doing. Eventually, her work seemed to be slowly paying off as the Hilichurl began letting out more grunts and groans as Eula continued to dart her hand up and down its cock, slathering her digits in its hot sticky pre that coated it. The smell of which continued to slowly waft and assault Eula's senses, nearly intoxicating the Knight of Favonius if it wasn't for her training, that may not have prepared her for this exact situation but still left her able to handle what was happening. Speeding up her hand, Eula half expected the Hilichurl to burst at any second, and not for it to suddenly reach out a hand and grab hold of her hair and spear its cock directly down her throat, causing the Knight of Favonius to let out a retching gag as the creature's pendulous balls slapped the underside of her chin. Very quickly, Eula tried to back her head back off of its cock. But the creature kept her head in place as it began to wildly swing its hips forward, plowing its thick member directly down her throat, forcing her to taste its salty, cum covered, dirty member. "Glrklk! GLkrlk! Glraklk! LKglkgk!" Slurred directly out from Eula's mouth wetly, along with a hefty amount of spit and flem to go alongside it. Completely coating the Knight of Favonius' chin and dripping and oozing down to cover her breasts, making her already erect nipples easier to see through her uniform, making Eula thankful for the fact that she and the Hilichurl were the only ones around in the area. Eula knew she more than had the proper training to get herself out of this situation. Just a few moments, and she'd be free. But every time her mind shifted toward even considering the idea, it was almost like she completely shunned it almost immediately. A part of her wanted this to keep going, to have her throat dominated by such a virile and massive cock, plugging her airway and making it nearly impossible for her to breathe. An effect that caused more sparks of pleasure to shoot through her body. It was something so shameful and out there for someone like Eula. People thought many things of her, most of them bad, but she knew for a fact that none of them would ever even consider the idea of Eula letting some Hilichurl brutally face fuck her with a lustful passion. Deriving her of much-needed oxygen to go into her lungs. But she wouldn't have to worry about breathing for long, for pretty soon afterward, the hilichurl's speed reached its peak, and with one final thrust of its hips forward, the beast began to unload blast after blast of gooey loads of hot spunky cum. Coating the entirety of the Knight of Favonoius's tongue and shooting directly down her throat. It was a conflicting feeling, to say the least, as some sane part of Eula's brain knew this wasn't like her, but for the most part, it only turned her one more than ever with a lustful fever that went deeper into something inside herself that she thought never even really had. "GLKGLKGLK!" Eula gurgled, her eyes beginning to slowly roll into the back of her head as the amount of cum overflowed in her mouth and even went so far as to spurt out of her nose before the Hilichurl uncorked his cock from the knight of Favovius' mouth, letting her take in deep greedy breathes of air into her sore and exhausted lungs while also coughing up bits of its fluid still stuck in her throat. Like any of her usual reactions to pretty much anything, she was outraged. But that icy rage trapped within Eula couldn't deny the pleasure still coursing through her. Causing the already substantial wetness between her legs to grow even further. It was shameful, but Eula couldn't obviously deny the fact that she was into what was going on. After looking up and seeing the Hilichurl itself, unsure of where to take things from there, Eula let out a sigh as she rose to her feet and turned around to face the tree behind her before reaching down and slowly pulling down the bottoms to her uniform alongside her underwear, fully exposing herself to the Hilichurl behind her. She had already gotten this far, hadn't she? It would almost be a waste to back down now. "Come on.... Come on.... You know what to do." Eula urges slightly under her breath, waving her hips from side to side, her exposed wet cunny feeling chilled under the breeze that wafted through the area. But she didn't care at that point; all that she was looking for was to be fucked as she continued to try and give various hints to the still-hard Hilichurl. It took a while, but eventually, the Hilichurl got the picture and stepped forward, grabbing hold of Eula's plump and plush hips before pressing the head of her cock into the entrance of her pussy, causing Eula herself to take in a sudden breath and ready herself for the eventual penetration that she was looking for. But for the most part, the creature just seemed to be content with letting out more pre-cum ooze from its tip and let it smear down the entrance to Eula's pussy. Leading the Knight of Favoinus to think that this was going nowhere, that the beast's limited intelligence was getting in its way, and so, in response, she readies herself to slam her hips back, but before she could even think of committing to such a plan, the Hilihcurl finally does the thing that she was hoping it would do and thrusts forward, letting out a triumphant cry of pleasure as it feels Eula's pussy encapsulate the entirety of its thick cock. "OOooooooooooohHhhhhhh!" Eula moans, screaming out loudly before she quickly stifles it with a hand over her mouth. Even though she might've been almost completely alone where she was, the Knight of Favonius didn't want to end up drawing any sort of attention to herself and have some civilian or archons forbid another Knight of Favonius to come across the scene of Eula letting herself get fucked by some Hilichurl. However, doing something like that became rather hard to do as the beast began to quickly swing its hips back and forth. Slamming its admittedly tight and toned thighs against Eula's, causing the wet sounds of sex and slapping flesh against flesh to echo throughout the general area. Also adding to the sound was the wet clopping of the hilichurl's cum filled testicles slapping up against Eula's clit, getting more of a reaction out of her than she would've liked. While the Hilichurl might've been more than happy to fuck her face, fucking Eula directly in the pussy seemed to be where most of its talents lay as it proved to be insanely eager, pounding and going at Eula's body. One of the only things that Eula herself seemed to be admired by people around her was when she wasn't dismissed as another member of the Lawrence family. It would've all been almost too much for any normal person. But for someone like Eula, it only seemed to invigorate her further. Leading her to swing her hips back harshly against the hilichurl's, letting the bulging thick head of his cock bash up against the entrance to her womb. An almost mind-melting experience for the Knight of Favonius, but still, she kept at it, letting the beast fuck her with reckless abandon the same way she worked her hips to fuck it right back quickly and brutally with no worry left in her mind could've gotten in the way of the feeling she had going for her. "Oh.... Fuck! Keep going! Just like that!" Eula finds herself saying. Completely out of character for her. But she guessed she lost that privilege the moment she started getting intimate with a Hilichurl of all things. Still, her mouth kept going, urging the beast to fuck her harder, leading it to blitz hips faster up against the Knight of Favovius, pushing all the right buttons for her in the process while she bit her bottom lip hard enough to nearly draw blood. Her own orgasm seemed almost inevitable at that point. At the same time, it sparked last-ditch feelings of shame throughout her. Getting ready to cum on a hilichurl's cock, it shouldn't have been right, and yet it felt so good. Like it was something that she always wanted in her entire life. The answer to all the issues she had been facing for so long, and it was all coming together while getting fucked by a beast's massive cock. "Ooooooohhhhhhh!!!!" Eula finally screams, her orgasm finally having been pushed over the edge far enough that her body couldn't take any more arousal and proceeds to spray the hilihcurl's crotch with her fluids, coating it completely while the Hilichurl itself seemed to be reaching its own limits, letting out one finally cry of pleasure before having that cry turn into a groan before Eula felt the unmistakable feeling of hot seed being shot directly up into her womb. Again, so disgusting, and yet still so good. Beyond any words that she might've been able to come up with at that moment with the Knight of Favonious feeling, her legs nearly turned into jelly as a result of the stimulation. But her physical training had prepared her for moments like these. Maybe not exactly moments that involved having her pussy blasted by Hilichurl cock, but still enough to the point that she was able to keep standing, even as the creature itself began to almost painfully draw its cock back out of Eula's pussy. "Oh.... Oh.... Oh.... Oh.... Oh my...." Eula sweats, her entire body covered in a thin layer of perspiration as she leans against the tree; the more level-headed parts of her mind slowly return to her. And yet, instead of the shame she thought she might've felt, the feelings she had were not as bad as she thought it would've been. She knew what she did might not have been exactly acceptable, especially considering her own social status, but she wasn't completely turned off by it. Cutting through her thoughts, however, was the sound of Hilichurl slumping away from her. Obviously, having worn himself out after getting a taste of the treat that was Eula's pussy. So, seeing as her partner was most likely down for the count, Eula herself then turned around and slumped her back up against the tree, letting out a huff as she took a moment to rest. However, any resting she might've had was soon gone as she opened her eyes and noticed that she was now joined by what must've been an entire tribe of Hilichurls, all of whom looked curiously at the moment that had happened between Eula and their now fallen tribe member, who sprawled out across the ground, obviously pleased with himself but completely and totally exhausted. If Eula was open to having more experience with Hilichurl's, it would seem that now would be the time to see if that was the case. Ok.... Perhaps this might've been getting out of hand for her. Sure, one Hilichurl, while extreme to have sex within of itself, was a fair bit out there, but as the tribe slowly descended in on her, a part of Eula's subconscious considered the idea that she may or may not have bitten off more than would be able to chew. But beyond that, something even deeper inside herself couldn't help but still feel slightly excited about the prospect of what was happening. And so, despite that still sane part of herself screaming at her to get up and go to battle, she didn't do anything to stop the beasts as they began to reach out and touch her. Slowly and softly at first, obviously testing the waters to make sure that they were safe before becoming bolder. But after that, with Eula showing no signs of stopping them, that attracted more of the group toward her, leading to her being practically surrounded by the beasts, all of whom sported massive cocks all pointed directly toward her, eager and ready for her surprising amount of eager attention. Eula still knew she should back out at this point, but looking at where she was now, she wondered what the harm would ultimately be if she decided to stick around for a bit longer, going along with the idea of simply humoring the creatures and their lustful desires, no matter what they might possibly be. "Ok then, just for a little bit longer, but you'll all have to be patient." Eula sighed, still knowing that they most likely didn't understand a word that she was saying but still meant what she said as she extended out her hands to begin stroking at the cocks surrounding her. Leading the one directly in front of her to approach her and slap her across the face with its cock, actually managing to take the knight of felonious off guard as the pre-cum oozing out of its tip splattered across her features. "Hey! How dare you! I told you that I'd get to you all in time, but now vengeance will be mine- GLKRKL!" Before Eula could even finish her threat, the Hilichurl grabbed Eula by her light blue hair and proceeded to spear itself down her throat, causing her to retch and gag like before, a disappointing feat for Eula herself to see since a part of her thought she might've been able to grow somewhat used to the sensation of having her throat being used when the previous Hilichurl fucked it. But rather than pushing the beast using her face off, she remained determined, still stroking off the pair of cocks she had in her hands while another pair of the creatures approached her on either side, seeing their friends getting such treatment from the attractive woman and wanting some of that for themselves. She could handle this, right? If she managed to ring the balls of one of them, she was sure that she could do the same to these other ones. A thought that might've actually had some validity behind it as the cock lodged down her throat along with the two she was stroking off soon bursts, spraying the inside of her mouth with cum while the cocks on either side of her sprayed across her face, coating her features with the hot and sticky gooey substance. For a second, Eula actually began to think that she might've been getting good at this, a conflicting idea, to be completely fair, considering what she was doing in the first place. Still, that didn't stop her from feeling slightly good about it. However, things soon started to change when instead of casually switching to another partner to pleasure, a new Hilichurl suddenly pulled the one that had been fucking her face to the side and jammed its member down her throat. Along with that, the grip of the beast on her head was much tighter than the previous two, almost to a painful degree, as it yanked Eula's head up and down its cock, forcing her to inhale and take its thick musk that soon worked their way into every facet of Eula's senses. From the salty, bitter taste of the cock's sweat and pre all the way to its heavy musk that almost made the knight of felonious dizzy with how intoxicating it was. But throughout it all, Eula was having a harder and harder time saying that she wasn't entirely enjoying the process. Her pussy, while having been recently used, was quickly growing even more wet between her legs, spreading down her plump yet also toned thighs as the Hilichurls grew more and more impatient, waiting for their turn to fuck Eula's beautiful body. It was almost flattering in a weird way, the way the Hilichurls wanted her so lustfully and were willing to do anything to get what they wanted. But at the same time, they were still beautiful creatures, no matter how great it felt to be wanted for once in her life beyond her close group of friends. Eventually, like all the others before, the Hilichurl finally reached its peak, digging its cock as deep as it could possibly go into Eula's maw before dumping out thick endless loads of cum down her swallowing gullet. Spraying the inside of her mouth with the salty, bitter taste that the Knight of Favonius well and truly doubted she would be able to get out of her mouth for the foreseeable future. But once the Hilichurl was done, he quickly ripped his cock out from Eula's mouth, throwing Eula herself to the ground in the process also, putting her in the perfect position for another Hilichurl to climb up behind her and position his cock to go at her more sensitive holes. Something that the Knight of Favonious wasn't against. She could use the attention down there after her mouth was used for so long. However, something that she didn't quite expect was for the creature behind her to, instead of penetrate her pussy, shove itself directly up her ass. "OOOOOOHHHHHH-GLKKLK!!!!" Before Eula's voice could thankfully ring out too loudly as she felt her rear start to be reamed, another Hilichurl took her mouth, jamming her mouth full with its thick member and pressing Eula's dainty nose up against its fairly thick bush of pubic hair while below the creature's thick pair of balls clapped rapidly up against the underside of Eula's chin. Causing the thick sounds of sex to ring out even louder in the area, along with the grunts and groans of pleasure emanating from the Hilichurls who used Eula's body. Perhaps, maybe, just perhaps, Eula underestimated her current situation. It was an out-there idea, somewhat. But as more Hilichurls began to approach the scene, wondering what was happening, the knight of Favonius began to slightly reconsider her decision, at the very least, if ever so slightly, to the point that she began to think of ways to escape. Something that was, however, easier said than done at that point as she was plugged in on by sides by two thick massive cocks. And when she even tried to move her hands away from the Hilichurls she was jerking off, the beasts quickly grabbed her wrists to make sure that she kept doing what she was doing. Worst of all was the fact that Eula never even took it up the ass before. She was a complete and total virgin in that regard and felt more so than ever as she was firmly fucked up her sphincter, causing her to feel a tightness in her gut that was almost too much for her to handle. It was a new experience, something she would've rather gradually eased into instead of having it thrust upon her the same way the creature was forcing its massive member into her ass. All the while raining down slap after slap across her rear, causing it to ripple and jiggle even more than it already was. She squirmed slightly, continuing to try and escape. But from the back of her mind, something began to wash over her. It was hard to describe, something that she hadn't ever really felt before, and yet the Knight of Favonius felt like she had. It was almost like the feeling she had of the reluctance of getting fucked by a Hilichurl for the first time fading away. Was she getting used to this? By no means was she a slut, or, at the very least, she thought so. But perhaps there was more depth to herself than Eula had originally thought. Even if that meant getting fucked by a quickly growing group of Hilichurls approaching her on all sides. Suddenly, however, her attention was drawn to the sensation of the Hilichurl behind her pounding even harder than ever before, before his thick cock began to unload thick blasts of gooey white spunk directly up Eula's ass, causing the Knight of Favonius's pussy to spray out in pleasure from the sensation, especially so as she feels the member lodged in her mouth twitch and the balls beneath churn, signaling its own release before the beast begins to shoot off its own thick loads of cum directly down Eula's throat, but at that point, her body and mind was too far gone to care as she loved every single moment of it. Just as quickly as they shoved themselves inside her, the Hilichurls pulled themselves out, splattering her face and rear with an extra coating of their disgusting substance, giving Eula only a moment to breathe before she was suddenly picked up, but not just by any other normal Hilichurl, a Mitachurl, one of the bigger creatures that roamed across Teyvat. This time, however, instead of wielding a massive axe or shield, the large creature chose to pick Eula up into a full nelson position, pulling her legs up by her head. At the same time, it lined one of the biggest members the Knight of Favonius had ever seen with the entrance of her pussy, managing to actually spark genuine fear within her. "OH ARCHONS! IT'S NEVER GOING TO FIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT!!!!" Eula screamed, trying to dissuade the beast from penetrating her, but at that point, it was far too late as the beast soon pressed the head of his massive, nearly foot-and-a-half-long cock up against the entrance to her pussy, splitting her folds slowly before shoving himself deeper, letting out a deep rumbling groan as he was determined to penetrate the curvacious Knight of Favonius, no matter how tight the squeeze might've been. "OOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHH!!!!" Eula screams as her eyes nearly roll into the back of her head as the Mitachurl actually manages to begin making headway inside her, slowly inching itself deeper and deeper with the more he pushes deeper inside of the Knight of Favonius. It was more than anyone could reasonably handle, even for someone like Eula herself, but feeling herself get fucked in such a way, continued to fuel hot waves of arousal and pleasure to course through her veins despite everything that was going on, confusing even herself at that point, but as the arousal she was feeling began to take deeper and bigger hold of her, she grew to decide to simply go with it for the time being and let the creature do what it wanted. Eventually, however, the Mitachurl reached its intended destination, fully hiliting himself inside of Eula, with all the other Hilichurls watching around, stroking themselves off to the show. But for Eula, her mind was mainly focused on how stuffed she felt. The Mitachurl's thick cock stretched out her insides to their absolute limits beyond anything she had felt before, all the while feeling like there was no way that things could possibly exceed how they were going now. That is until the beast started thrusting. Rather than working himself up to a maintainable pace, the Mitachurl chose to go as fast as it possibly could right off of the bat, much to Eula's own sexual horror yet also arousal as an orgasm practically threw itself out of her body as a result of such stimulation tickling every part of her body. A mixture of emotion flowed through every single part of her mind and body to such an extent that the knight of favors began to consider the idea that she might not ever be the same after something like this. And yet, through it all, she loved it. The almost devotion the Mitachurl had as it swung her smaller body up and down its cock, pressing both of its large dirty hands into her head to keep her in place as it thrust deeply into her, only serving to please its own pleasure via the effect Eula's body had on its cock, causing the Knight of Favoinus' screams to fill the nearby area. At that point, someone must've heard Eula crying out in pleasure or at least noticed the strange scene of a group of Hilichurls being interested in something that was going on. Something that was always worthy of attention if a Knight of Favoinus was around. The idea of being found like this was almost as horrifying as actually going through with what was going on for Eula, and yet, a part of the Knight of Favonius didn't mind. With a part of her deeper inside of her mind, even going so far as to hope something like that happens, to be observed and shown how much love Eula thought she deserved. The creatures, the Hilichurls, no matter how disgusting and brutal they might've been, they were at least willing to show their appreciation for her in their own strange, perhaps off-putting way. Eula could only imagine the amount of spunk trapped inside of the Mitachurl's massive balls, ready and more than willing to pump directly into Eula's pussy, possibly impregnating her with near gallons of the thick and endless flowing fluid that coursed through her body to such a high degree that a part of her even wondered if a person could even take such a large load of cum being shot directly up into her womb. However, the Knight of Favonius was more than happy to test it out to see for herself as she was gripped by such powerful and strong arms. She felt so used, like a toy for these virile beasts. And she loved it. She actually felt appreciated, unlike the usual treatment she got. It almost felt like a form of worship from these beasts who were happy to use her body however they wished. She could get used to this, maybe not on a daily basis. She still wanted to be Knight of Favionus, but coming out here and letting herself be used to such an extent would be nice. However, like all things, her time with the Mitachurl had to end sooner or later, and just like that, with one last gyrating thrust deep into her pussy, the beast began to unload literal splashes and gallons of the fluid deep into Eula's pussy, forcing the Knight of Favonius to have one of the biggest orgasms she had ever felt in her entire life as her body suddenly goes rigid, her mind finally being pushed over that edge as literal blasts of spunk shoot out the edges of her pussy and splatter down to the ground. Eventually culminating to the Mitachurl letting out a few bestial huffs of pleasure before letting Eula fall to the ground limply. She was done. She actually had sex with not only Hilichurls but also a Mitachurl. Eula was almost amazed, just as much as she felt exhausted. Her body's limits slowly caught up to her, and yet, as her eyes began to flutter shut, she watched as the Hilichurls, and even some more Mitachurls, began to descend upon her, more than happy to keep going while the Knight of Favoinus was at her limit. ---- By the time Eula woke up, she felt like she had spent the entire night drinking. Every single part of her body, from her head to her feet, felt sore. "Oooohhhh." The Knight Favonius groans, sitting up from where she is, only to find herself still outside, confusing her for only a moment until she begins to slowly remember what has happened. "Eula, what did you do?" Eula sighs as she rises to shaky feet. Her body was completely coated almost entirely with a mixture of dry cum, making her feel sticky as she began to look around to get her bearings. In the distance, she could see the morning sun rising up above the horizon, meaning that she had been out there all evening AND all night. "Damn Hilichurls...." Eula snarls through gritted teeth. She didn't know what she was thinking.... Doing what she had done. At the very least, what she did know was that nobody could know what happened. Not any of the other Knights, not Jean, not even Amber. She was already seen harshly among her peers and the citizens due to her lineage. But now, if she's known as a Hilichurl fucker, that would make even the most common person see her even lower than that. "There you are, Eula!" Eula's ear perks up at her name being called. Turning, she saw the familiar pair of red bunny ears walking over a nearby hill toward her. Amber. Oh, for Archons sake, what did she just say? Realizing what she had to do to avoid any further humiliation that she felt, Eula looked over a nearby cliff edge, down at the watery moat that surrounded the city of Monstadt. It was her only choice. Groaning and looking back over at Amber, who continued to make her way toward her, Eula quickly turned back and proceeded to throw herself off the edge, diving gracefully into the water below, surely confusing her friend at that point. But it was the best thing she could do considering the circumstances. Sure, she'd have to explain why she was almost entirely naked, but she'd have an easier coming up with an excuse for that, unlike her strange decision to get intimate with a Hilichurl. However, for the moment, she'd have to figure out how she'd get back to her home without having her exposed body be seen. ---- Howdy Doody!~ Hope ya'll enjoyed it! Consider a belated birthday gift to our favorite ice knight of Favoinus, besides Kaeya. 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Chapter 3 - Night 3

Hannah watched as the day shift people trickled their way out of the building. After what happened the previous night, the security guard couldn't bear to look anyone in the eye. Worst of all was the fact that they even had to call in a specialist to come fix the doors and get her unstuck from it. One silver lining, however, was the fact that nobody seemed to pay any mind to her afterward, even as she was completely naked and covered in a gratuitous amount of cum. And yet, despite it all, she was back for her third night. Her rent wasn't going to pay itself, and with the limited amount of time she had left, this was the only option she could really think of. ---- Sitting down in her office, Hannah looked over and saw another message on the phone, causing her to sigh. So, reaching over, Hannah pressed the button to start the new message, hoping that it had some useful information to help her. "Hello? Hello? Hey! Third night! Great job, I knew you could do it! So, um, I'm not going to take too long this time around. Things at this point should start becoming a lot more intense. But, um, I had an idea. They tend not to really mess around with each other, so maybe if you put on one of the suits, they should leave you alone. Although, there was that one time.... Eh, scratch that, don't put on any of the suits. But nevertheless, keep at it, and I'll try to call you again tomorrow. Bye!" And just like that, the phone girl's call ends. "Well, that was useless." Hannah says aloud. She didn't tend to be that upfront with her thoughts like that, but with such a brief phone call that didn't help her in the least, she couldn't help but feel extremely frustrated with it all. At the end of the day, however, she still had a job to do. So without wasting another second, Hannah quickly flips over to the stage, only to see that Bonnie and Chica are missing. "Figures." Hannah mutters with a sigh before flipping over to Pirate's Cove. One of the only things that went in Hannah's favor the previous night was the fact that Foxy didn't try to do another run. Which she figured was due to her leaving the camera system on Pirate's Cove the entire night while she was.... Distracted. So, as a result of this discovery, Hannah figured she could just keep an eye on Pirate's Cove the entire night and play everything by ear when it came to the doors. ---- "What's up-" Hannah quickly closes the door on Bonnie before rolling over to turn on the light to the right door, only to find the area empty. The phone girl was right. Things were getting a whole lot more intense. Before, Hannah had a semi-alright time keeping an eye on the animatronics. Tonight, however, now having to play everything by ear, she was having more close calls than she was comfortable with. It was like every other minute or two, either Chica or Bonnie would make a play to try and get into her office. And Hannah would be just barely able to stop them from doing so. Her plan to keep the camera stuck on Pirate's Cove all night, while useful in keeping Foxy at bay, made trying to figure out what was going on throughout the building a lot more complicated. A part of Hannah wanted to just try and peek around the place a few times, but from how Foxy looked as she ran at her, the security guard was far from willing to try and tempt fate just so that she could get a better grasp of her surroundings. But that part of her was becoming harder and harder to ignore by the second as she began to hear things throughout the building. At first, she had thought it was just the stress getting to her or even the lack of sleep, but the longer the night wore on, things became increasingly challenging to ignore. First, it was the whispering. Just barely being able to capture a few words here and there. Words like prison, warden, experiment, capture, and so many others began to fill her ears. Then came the sounds throughout the building. Startling Hannah and nearly knocking her out of her concentration in trying to keep an ear out for the animatronics. Chica banging around pots and pans wasn't too out there. She had heard it all before. But the sudden merry tunes filling the building, which Hannah assumed was coming from some of the rides and attractions throughout the building, made listening to the subtle sounds of the animatronics footsteps a lot more harder than it needed to be. That wasn't even factoring in the camera glitches on the tablet that Hannah saw whenever she went to check on Pirate's Cove. While it was hard to get a good grip on due to how fast they flashed up and then disappeared, Hannah was able to make out what looked like a dark corridor, trucks, dirty and rusting operating tables, and what looked like a silhouette of a female looking through a frosted glass window. "I'm losing my mind...." Hannah whimpers, opening the left door after seeing that Bonnie had left. ---- Hannah didn't know what was going on. It was only now turning to 1 AM, and she was down to 40% power. She had been playing fast and loose with the doors, far beyond anything she was actually comfortable with. But it was almost like her power was in a total and complete freefall. Making her increasingly worried that she wouldn't be able to last the night without getting.... She didn't want to think about that. Hannah couldn't become distracted by such a thing. No matter how plausible it was increasingly becoming. It wasn't until she looked at the tablet on her desk, still focused solely on Pirate's Cove, that an idea as to what was going on crossed her mind. "Is the tablet draining power?!" Hannah exclaims, completely outraged by such a design flaw. "It isn't even plugged into anything!" Hannah says. Out of all things, the one thing keeping the fox away from her was something that was also draining the generator's power. A part of her wasn't really all that surprised, however. This plan to just keep the camera focused on Pirate's Cove the entire night was too good to be true. And with her current run of bad luck, Hannah should've known she was going to get screwed over in such a way sooner or later. But that wasn't to say that she was completely deterred. It only meant that she would have to modify how she was going to go about things at that point, even if it meant adding more risk to her current predicament. So, with a heavy heart, Hannah flipped off the tablet. Her new plan being to occasionally flip it back on a few times here and there to check on Pirate's Cove. Foxy wasn't all that active the previous night, so maybe that would be the same case this time around. Hannah wasn't all that certain. ---- For the most part, Hannah's plan actually seemed to be working, with it even managing to surprise herself with how well things were going. Sure, there were times when she flipped open the camera and saw Foxy sticking her out from behind the curtain at Pirate's Cove, but those were few, far and between. Nothing much changed, however, when it came to keeping an eye on Chica and Bonnie. The same old procedure of just playing things by ear was going along pretty handily. And as the night progressed, even with the distracting sounds that made their way throughout the building, Hannah was really starting to get used to things. That wasn't to say that things were a piece of cake. It was just around 3 AM, and she was down to around 30% power. A level that she was far from comfortable being at. Along with that, with the increased visits from Bonnie and Chica, accidentally forgetting about checking on Pirate's Cove was becoming an increasingly common occurrence, no matter how hard Hannah tried to kick the habit. At this point, Hannah had a feeling that things were going to come down to the wire with how things were ramping up. ---- Hannah had her tablet in a white knuckle grip. Not daring to turn her eyes away from the screen for a second. She hadn't been paying attention to the time, but from the last time she checked it, the digital clock on the screen before her said that it was 5 AM. Whether or not it was 5:50 or 5:00, the security guard didn't know. One of the things she did know, however, was the fact that she was at 10% percent power. Things had started to look better in her favor the last couple of hours. Hannah didn't know why, but Bonnie and Chica were beginning to fall back, if ever so slightly. Giving the security guard more breathing room to keep the doors open for more extended periods of time. However, while Bonnie and Chica were coming around less and less, Foxy was becoming a whole lot more active. With Hannah turning away for just a few minutes, causing the fox animatronic to step out from behind the curtain and look presumably down the hallway toward her office. The extended camera use of which was draining her power faster than Hannah thought was possible. "C'mon! Go back already!" Hannah curses at the screen, flipping it on and off to see if Foxy has gone back to her stage. And yet, there she still stood, not moving an inch, no matter how long Hannah stared at her through the screen. It was then Hannah came up with an idea. A risky one that even Hannah herself was unsure about, but a plan that might just work. Remembering back to the previous night, Hannah had the memory of how after attacking the door, Foxy returned back to Pirate's Cove. So, possibly, if Hannah played things just right and got Foxy to attack the door, that would keep her off the board for the rest of the night. But the more Hannah thought about it, the more she knew it sounded like playing with fire. However, with the limited amount of power, she had left to use, it would be a risk that she would have to take. So, very much nervously, Hannah turned off the tablet and shifted to look at the left door, her hand hovering over the button the close it as she waited. Each passing second felt like an eternity. But, still, Hannah waited, listening close to anything. For a moment, Hannah thought that Foxy might not even make a run for her, but she was soon snapped out of those thoughts by the sounds of footsteps. Heavy, metal ones at that, running directly down the hallway. The security guard didn't dare peek outside the door, having a general idea of what that meant as she waited carefully for the exact time to slam the door shut. Louder and louder, the footsteps approached, getting closer by the second as Hannah continued to patiently watch and remain. Then, just as Hannah saw the blurry outline of something run through the darkness outside the left window, the security guard slammed her hand down on the button. "Howdy!" A sudden southern voice sounds out behind Hannah, causing the security guard to jump and completely miss her mark, and instead of slamming her hand down on the control to close the door, she slams it down on the wall next to it instead. Giving Foxy just enough time to run into the office and tackle Hannah to the ground and shove her large metal red cock through the security guard's pants and spear her directly into her pussy. Causing the latter of the two to let out a shrill scream from the sudden penetration. The sudden pain and pleasure nearly knocked Hannah off for all that she was worth as Foxy anomalistically pounds into her cunt. Letting out gruff, angry grunts and groans as the head of her cock pounds directly into the entrance of Hannah's womb. Causing the security guard to scramble to try and get away. But the grip the animatronic had on her prevented Hannah from going anywhere as she was trapped in Foxy's brutal sexual grip. Forcing her to take on long and hard robot cock deep into the most intimate parts of her quickly becoming abused pussy. "Well, I was looking to have some fun, but it seems dear ol' Foxy's busy in the middle of something." Chica comments over the brutal fucking that was going on. Her words barely being able to register in Hannah's head as the fucking she was receiving was completely knocking her for a loop. "So, I'll leave you, kids, to it. Have a goodnight now, ya hear?" Chica says before departing, leaving a part of Hannah wishing that the chicken animatronic was the one fucking her and not the ferocious monster currently plundering her pussy in a brutal rape. Looking up, Hannah saw how gone Foxy was in her eyes. Compared to Bonnie and Chica, the fox animatronic seemed to be entirely trapped in her lustful fucking as she pounded the everloving life out of the security guard's tight pussy. Going at it in such a way that soon enough, Hannah's body began to react to the sudden penetration as her pussy grew increasingly wet to match the vicious probing Foxy was giving her with her large red robot cock. Making the process slightly more manageable while still leaving it to be one of the most brutal fuckings Hannah had ever received in her entire life. Going far beyond any past relationships she might've had with normal people of the non-robot variety and leaving her an overwhelmed mess trapped beneath the horny animatronic currently fucking her. Hannah didn't know how long they had been at it. All she knew was that Foxy's seemingly limitless stamina and speed only seemed to speed up more and more until finally, with one final thrust and groan from Foxy, the animatronic fox slammed her hips against Hannah's and began to unload a thick load of cum. A feeling that, while disgusting, had to signal the ending to their time together, right? Sure, Bonnie and Chica might've been able to go multiple times together, but with how fast Foxy was going, she had to have burnt out any energy she had inside herself. And as Foxy pulled her cock out of Hannah's pussy, spraying a few more loads across her pants, a part of the security guard hoped that might've been it. One thing of note that Hannah noticed relatively quickly was the fact that she didn't even have an orgasm this time around. A surprise to even herself as the previous animatronics had always made her cum when they forcefully had their fun with her. "O-Ok, you're done, right? C-Can you just let me up- WAIT!" With another snarl, Foxy quickly spins Hannah around so that she's lying on her front and proceeds to shove her thick metal cock deep inside the security guard's ass. Nearly making her eyes roll into the back of her head as she lets out another scream before her pussy erupts into another juicy wet orgasm that sprays across the floor. Picking up right where they were before, Foxy begins to thrust her cock deep inside of Hannah. This time, however, much to the security guard's horror, the animatronic fox begins brutally fucking her asshole. Causing immense pain mixed with a type of pleasure that Hannah struggled to even decipher due to the strong feelings it was giving. Something that she hadn't ever experienced before, but was overall something that Hannah wasn't currently enjoying all that much as she felt her asshole being stretched to proportions that nearly made it hard for her to breathe. "S-Stop. For the love of everything, stop." Hannah gasped, her words coming out like dry gasps as she tried to scramble across the floor, but it was all fruitless as Foxy made sure she wasn't going anywhere. All so that she could continue to shove her cock deep inside Hannah's sensitive rear. Something that was giving Hannah herself more and more pleasure than she was even comfortable admitting to. Hannah's history with anal was a fairly simple one. She tried it with a past boyfriend, didn't like how it felt, and wished never to do it again. Something that seemed perfectly reasonable to Hannah but was something completely ignored as Foxy made no sign of stopping any time soon as she continued to throw her mechanical metal hips up against Hannah's plumpy and meaty ones. At some point, Foxy's hips began to look like nothing but a thick blur of red metal as they pounded back and forth up. Something that, while Hannah wasn't able to see, she was more than able to feel as she felt Foxy's large curvy mechanical body collide up against her, knocking her firmly against the ground before the pulling back of the animatronic's hips also forced her body to rise too before the process repeats itself and Foxy slams Hannah back against the floor and into the mess of the security guard's own nectar of pleasure that had begun to pool beneath the both of them due to the animatronic Fox's runaway and uncontrolled fucking. Then, without any warning, Foxy slams her hips back down against Hannah's one last time before her cock begins to fire off cum deep into the security guard's ass. Filling her with that same unnatural, synthetic cum that made Hannah shiver whenever she touched it. Which made it even worse to feel as she felt it being pumped into her abused asshole. "Please, just be finished already...." Hannah whines, lying limp on the ground before she's suddenly turned around, with Foxy grabbing her by the hair and angling her cock so that its cum covered head is aimed directly at the security guard's mouth. "DON'T YOU DARE-GLKRLK!" Hannah's words are slammed back into her mouth as Foxy forces her cock forward, spearing her large hard metal cock directly down Hannah's throat. Almost instantly, the salty, bitter taste of not only the cum still left on Foxy's cock, but also Hannah's own pussy and ass makes the security guard retch. The horrible musky flavor of it all makes her struggle against the animatronic, her hands flying to the robot's mechanical hips as they pound directly into her face. With her fingers desperately searching for any sort of purchase so that she could pry the fox off of her face. But just like before, it was all entirely useless when put up against the pure lust the animatronic fox was putting behind her thrusts as she viciously and cruelly fucked Hannah's face with reckless arousal. The grip she had on the back of Hannah's head, along with the power she put behind her face fucking was unstoppable. In the end, forcing Hannah to take every single part of it, no matter if she wanted to or not, as a flood of saliva and flem gushed out of her mouth and splattered up against the robot's crotch with every push of her hips. Oozing down to her thick balls as they loudly clapped against Hannah's chin. Filling the room with such a sound as it mixes with the desperate gurgling cries that managed to crawl their way out of the security guard's throat. Just barely breathing itself was turned into a hassle beyond comprehension as Hannah's eyes began to water and turn red from the precious lack of oxygen granted to her lungs every brief second that Foxy pulled her hips back before plunging them back forward. Slowly but surely, it got to the point that the corners of Hannah's vision began to blur and darken. Making Hannah herself wonder if this would be how it all ended, with her choking on an Animatronic cock as it was slammed down her throat. Going back and forth, with no sign of the robot even getting tired as she maliciously delved into the deepest parts of Hannah's throat. But for once, by some miracle, Hannah couldn't even hope to comprehend as her brain was fucked into nothing but soupy, burnt-out ice cream. Foxy surges her hips forward, plunging her cock deep as far as it can go before it begins to spray a heavy load of cum directly down her throat and into her stomach. Pushing Hannah's brain far beyond any point, the security guard's eyes roll into the back of her head as Foxy finally begins to pull out of her mouth, only stopping for just a moment to spray a few loads across Hannah's tongue. Forcing her to taste every part of her salty warm synthetic cum. The strange and unnatural taste causing a shiver to travel up the security guard's spine as her toes and fingers curled into tight balls. The moment Foxy's cock was free of Hannah's mouth, and she could finally breathe again, she took the chance to fill up her lungs with much-needed air. Although, that didn't mean she didn't look like the fucked over mess that she did. But in the next second, none of that seemed to matter as Foxy quickly sat herself down upon Hannah's stomach, knocking the much-needed air back out of her lungs as the animatronic's claws attached themselves to the front of her shirt and proceeded to tear it open, revealing her bra covered breasts. Something that Foxy took care of rather quickly as she then tore off Hannah's breasts, fully exposing her plump tits. Then, without missing another beat, Foxy shoves her cock in between Hannah's breasts, mashing the two mammaries together around her cum covered cock before thrusting her hips. Mashing the two pieces of meat between her metal fingers as she fucks her cock back and forth between her tits. Hannah hadn't ever really given a titjob before. Past boyfriends had found themselves groping her chest before or during the deed, but that was pretty much it. Here, on the other hand, Foxy was using her tits for all that they were worth. Furiously thrusting her cock back and forth between them, slathering her breasts in whatever fluids were already on her member at the time. While not as bad as having her throat, pussy, or ass fucked, the pressure Foxy had on Hannah's breasts was still far beyond any comfortable level that the security guard had. Like before, the animatronic fox rutted her hips with lustful fervor, fucking Hannah's breasts to such a vicious extent that it was nearly painful. But along with that pain came a sort of pleasure that, like all the times before with all the other animatronics, Hannah tried so desperately to pretend not to feel it. But what could Hannah realistically do at that moment besides groan at the sensations emanating from her chest? With Foxy pumping her cock back and forth between her tits. It was something that ultimately culminated with Foxy spraying her load on and across Hannah's tits and face. Completely coating her while she was forced to lay there and just take it all. However, instead of being forcefully fucked in another way or other, a familiar jingle rings out throughout the building. Followed up by the quick departure of Hannah's horny robot animatronic fox companion. "Oh, of course. NOW IT'S OVER!" Hannah yells into the empty building as she still lies there. ---- Stumbling out of the building, normal clothes tucked under her arm as she still wore her work uniform, Hannah quickly made her way to her car. With her rotten luck, Hannah didn't want to risk being seen by anyone else in her state. And so, as she got into her car, she let out a sigh before driving home. ---- Nothing of note to note this time around. Hope you still like it, though!~

Chapter 2 - Night 2

Hannah was back. Despite everything that she had been through, she was back. Turns out, finding a job that could pay her minimum wage in little under a week wasn't as easy as it sounded. And seeing as how her landlord wasn't willing to give her any more extensions, she knew what she had to reluctantly do. So, stepping out of her car, the crisp night air all around her, Hannah makes her way toward the building. ---- Changing into her uniform, Hannah realized why they gave out multiple work uniforms to employees. Why they didn't just reprogram the animatronics not to rape and molest and completely avoid the whole hassle of getting new clothes was a complete mystery to her, however. One thing she did to prepare herself this time around was to make sure she stayed awake this time. It was a miracle that nobody came into her office when she fell asleep, but she wasn't going to take any chances whatsoever. She even bought herself a coffee to add that extra boost she knew she would need if she was to stay completely alert for the entire night. Sitting down in her office, she flipped open the tablet and began to look through the cameras. Nobody was active just yet, but she was sure that wouldn't last for long. However, she did stop to glare at Chica through the camera for an exceptionally long second. Soon enough, though, her gaze found itself shifting toward the phone, and saw that there was a new message. "Some advice is better than no advice." Hannah sighs as she reaches over and starts the message. "H-Hello? Hello? Hey! Second night, great job!" The phone girl's voice cheers, nearly sounding mocking to Hannah's irritated mind. "I won't talk your ear off as much this time around. Just wanted to congratulate you on a job well done. So, uh, I hope by now you've gotten a good look around the place. Things tend to get a little crazy, like I said." The phone girl chuckles nervously. "To put it lightly." Hannah grumbles under her breath, sounding not all that jovial with the phone girl's sense of humor. Just then, Hannah watches as Chica disappears from the stage. Her heart now beating hard in her chest as she tries to find the animatronic that violated her. "So, um. Just to give you a heads up, Fredrika and her gang tend to become a little bit more active deeper into the week. So I'd try to get a grasp on things fairly quickly as time goes on." The phone girl explains, with Hannah rolling her eyes in response. Great, exactly what she needed. This job was already proving to be more than she already expected, but now she had to worry about things getting even harder? This pay had better be worth it. "Speaking of which, I'd check on Foxy in Priate's Cove from time to time. She was always happy to get attention. As a result, the nights can be especially hard for her. So I'd just flip over to the camera overlooking her space to find her before she, well, tries to find you." The phone girl says, giving Hannah some actually useful advice. "But, uh, like I said, I won't talk your ear off as much this time around. So, um, keep at it, and I'll try to send you another message tomorrow. See ya!" And like that, the message ends. ---- Taking a sip out of her coffee, Hannah listened as Chica banged around pots and pans inside the kitchen. Despite everything the animatronic had put her through, Hannah was happy that she was distracting herself for the time being. Flipping back over to Pirate's Cove, Hannah didn't see any change besides the closed curtain. "Thought she said you'd be more active." Hannah mutters quietly. Curious at the lack of movement but also relieved by it. The longer Foxy stayed shy, the better. Then, going back to the main stage, she saw that Bonnie was now gone also. "Figured as much." Hannah sighs as she starts to flip through the cameras trying to find the bunny animatronic. But due to how dark the building was, she was struggling to do so. A part of her wished she could've just turned on some of the lights throughout the building to make things easier, but she knew doing so would most likely run up the generators more than she already was by repeatedly closing the doors at the slightest sound. It was 2 AM, and she was already at 60% power. Hannah knew she had to be more careful, but she just couldn't stop herself when she heard one of the animatronic's footsteps throughout the building. Along with being full of sex-hungry robots, the place was just so creepy. She had been to places like these when she was younger, but that was in the middle of the day. Here, on the other hand, the darkness and shadows loomed around every corner. It was all horrifying. Continuing to flip through the cameras, Hannah couldn't find Bonnie anywhere. "Oh, come on! Why is it so hard to just find a giant ro-BOT!" Hannah yelling turns into a scream when she flips over to the backstage camera, only to come face to face with the animatronic she was looking for. She couldn't tell if it was the dark lighting in the room where Bonnie was, or maybe her eyes were simply just playing tricks on her, but for some reason, the animatronic's eyes were completely obsidian black, say for two pinprick white dots in the middle of them. Feeling a shiver go up her spine, Hannah didn't know if Bonnie had the ability actually see her through the camera. But by the way the female animatronic was looking at her, she wouldn't be entirely surprised if she could. But, seeing as how she had found the animatronic, Hannah considered it a win! A nervous win but a victory nonetheless. Shifting to look back toward Pirate's Cove, just so that she didn't have to continue her staring contest with Bonnie, Hannah was confused by the continued lack of action that was supposed to happen. "Is the camera frozen or something?" Hannah says as she taps the screen to see if that would fix it. If it was actually broken, that would make things a whole lot harder than they needed to be. Fortunately, after studying the screen just a little bit more, she noticed a slight sway in the bottom of the curtain, telling her that the camera was working and that Foxy was just being shy. Or so she thinks. Getting a read on any of these robots was nearly impossible. Realizing that she hadn't checked on Chica in a while, Hannah quickly flipped over back to the kitchen to try and see if she could hear her. At the same time, pressing the button to close the right door just to be safe. Listening close, Hannah was able to make out the sound of Chica leaving the kitchen. Making her happy that she had caught her just in time while simultaneously making her nervous that she wouldn't be distracted by the pots and pans in there. However, she couldn't worry about that for long as Hannah suddenly heard footsteps coming down the left hallway. Thinking fast, she quickly closed the left door and waited. But strangely enough, the footsteps just stopped. "Wait, what?" Hannah mutters as she flips open the camera, trying to peer into the hallway to see if she can see Bonnie. But the animatronic wasn't there. Having found that there were blind spots in the cameras by her doors, something that the light system remedied, Hannah tried to see if Bonnie was out there. Only to find that the robot wasn't there either. "She couldn't have just disappeared into thin air?" Hannah ponders as she looks back down at her camera. That's when she notices another camera, strangely enough, inside the hallway closet of all places. Not really having that many alternative options, Hannah flipped over to that camera and found Bonnie standing there, staring up at the camera, although this time without the dark, scary eyes she had before. "Oh, come on! That's not fair!" Hannah whines. If things were going to get crazier as the week goes on and Bonnie decides to wait and hide inside the closet for long enough, she could totally sneak up on her during a moment of panic. But what else could she really do? They weren't going to exactly listen to her if she asked them to stay out of the closet, and she couldn't damn well forcefully pull her out of there. At the very least, Hannah hoped she would stay in there for a while so that she wouldn't have to worry about her. In the meantime, reluctantly, Hannah closes the left door before leaning back in her chair. Things were heating up. It was already becoming a hassle to deal with two animatronics. And if she was going to have to deal with more, Hannah wasn't sure that she would be able to keep up. Ultimately, however, the fear of being kicked out of her apartment outweighed her fear of whatever these animatronics might have in store for her. No matter how evil and sadistic it might possibly be. That wasn't to say that she was looking forward to it. She had already gotten a taste of what they could do, and she didn't want another one. Leaning up from her seat, Hannah felt a gut feeling deep inside herself to check the light on the right door. And when it came to this profession, she knew that being safe rather than sorry was more than an important thing to remember. Stopping just outside the door, a huff leaves Hannah's lips as she turns on the light, leading to her coming face-to-face with Chica. "Hiya, hu-" Hannah doesn't even give Chica a chance to finish her sentence before she presses the button to slam the door shut. "Not gonna be that easy." Hannah mutters to herself, leaning herself against the giant metal door. It was funny. A piece of metal was the only thing keeping her safe, not from someone trying to break into the pizzeria but from those who worked inside the pizzeria. But she couldn't just sit there for long as Hannah's ears pick up on the sound of quiet, yet also mechanical footsteps making their way to the left door. Hannah, thinking quickly, propels herself to the left door's control panel by kicking off the right door. Just barely managing to catch the button just as she began to see Bonnie become illuminated by the light of her office. "Fuck.... Not half bad." Hannah chuckles to herself, panting heavily as she leans back in her office chair. Despite everything that she had been through up until that point, Hannah was actually beginning to get a handle on things. Something she could hardly believe herself as she let her head fall back on her chair, her gaze fixed on the light above her. Then, not wanting to run out of any more power, Hannah pulls out her tablet to check the hallways. From what she could see, empty. But just to be safe, Hannah then uses the light to check through the windows. Also empty, good. After opening the right door, Hannah then goes to open the left. But after doing so, she hears, strangely enough, quiet footsteps. Bonnie and Chica walked slowly and methodically. On the other hand, these steps sounded fast, and they were coming in nice and hard. She knew it wasn't a good idea, but Hannah couldn't stop herself from doing so as she peered out from the left door to see what the sound was. Only to have her heart leap into her throat as she sees none other than Foxy speedily making her way toward her. Unlike the other animatronics, Foxy was purely toned, with obvious muscle definition that went across her entire body. Making her look like a running athlete. But what stood out to Hannah the most was the giant metal red cock erect between her legs and the pair of thick full balls underneath. Throwing her head back into the office, Hannah slams a hand over the door close button, causing it to slam shut. "Oh, please, let that hold." Hannah whimpers as she falls back onto the floor, staring at the door as she hears Foxy's footsteps getting louder and louder before the office is soon filled with the sounds of loud metal banging as presumably Foxy wails on the door with all her mechanical might. Scooching herself across the floor until her back hits the opposite wall, sweat beads down Hannah's face as she hears the door groan from the battering it was receiving. Until, finally, it just stopped. The room suddenly goes dead silent before Hannah is able to just barely make out the sound of footsteps quickly running away from the door. Thinking quickly, Hannah grabs the tablet and flips it open to Pirate's Cove, only to see Foxy peeking out from the curtain. "Oh, she definitely wasn't joking." Hannah says with a chuckle, remembering the phone girl's message to check on Foxy from time to time. But now that the rabid robot is gone, Hannah nervously gets back on her chair and slides herself over to the left door. Cautiously, Hannah reaches out a hand a presses the button to open the door, causing it to slide open. However, just as it reaches halfway, it erupts into a series of sparks, causing Hannah to scream as she backs away from the door. Once the door finished sparking, Hannah then makes her way back over to the door. Hoping that it still worked. She knew precisely nothing about mechanical stuff, and under regular circumstances, she would just stay away from the thing until the morning before calling management to have them try and come and fix it. But these were far from ordinary times she was living under. So she needed to check to make sure the door still worked. And much to her dismay, it didn't. The moment she presses the button, nothing happens. "Oh, no, no, no, no." Hannah mutters to herself as she quickly rises to her feet. Keeping the tablet trained on Pirate's Cove so that Foxy wouldn't try and give another run. Hannah peers out into the hallway only to find it completely empty. Perfect, given her curtain problem as she turned back to the door. Hannah then begins messing with the door, going far and beyond her comfortable boundaries when it comes to messing with this kind of stuff. She just needed to get it to close, and she would be happy. After messing around with it for a bit, Hannah begins to hear whirring coming from the door, causing her heart to fill with hope that she might actually manage to get this to work. And she does, a little bit too well, as the door comes slamming down onto her. By some miracle, it doesn't hurt her. Her own strength alone was enough to keep it from slamming her to the ground. But from the way it pressed down on the center of her back, it wasn't exactly comfortable from her current position. "Ah! Fuck! Just gotta- Just gotta push it back." Hannah groans as she tries to push the door back up. With her own body managing to surprise herself as she actually begins to do so. However, just as she begins to get a grip on things, Hannah hears mechanical movement coming from below her as she looks down just in time to see another door shoot up through the slot the door she was currently holding up was supposed to go down into in the floor, with it aiming right toward her gut. "No!" Hannah shouts as she throws her hands downward in an attempt to try and catch the door from hitting. But it's too late as both mechanical doors go to slam up against each other. For a moment, Hannah thinks she's dead. But as she then begins to hear the sound of her own breathing, she struggles to move, only to find that her arms are pinned behind her. Slowly opening her eyes, Hannah finally comes to realize what had happened. The doors had pinned her in place, with her hands and rear sticking into her office while her face and upper body stuck out into the left hallway. Twisting and turning in place, Hannah tried to find some way to get herself free. Only to discover that she was well and truly stuck. Something that would've been honestly kinda funny to happen to someone on their second day of a job, but not when it came to this place. From the looks of things, down the left hallway, Hannah found that she had some time before things became worse. All she had to do was just figure out a way to get herself free. But no matter how hard she thrashed in place, the doors kept her trapped in her current position. Of all ways to get stuck. Pinched between two giant metal doors. Hannah would've even laughed if she wasn't the one stuck. "Well, then. I wasn't quite expecting something like this." A female robotic voice sounds out through the hallway, causing Hannah to jump as she turns to look down the dark corridor. Squinting slightly to try and see better in the dark, Hannah was unable to make out anything but was able to hear the sound of heavy mechanical footsteps making their way toward her. "Oh, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon...." Hannah groans, looking down at the door as it continues to hold her in place. It wasn't squeezing her too hard, only firm enough to keep her from escaping her current position as the footsteps became louder and louder with every passing second, only to suddenly stop once the figure was standing directly in front of Hannah. Slowly looking up, Hannah soon came face to face with Bonnie. For a moment, they stare at each other, not saying a thing. Then, without missing a beat, Hannah quickly goes back to trying to escape. This time much harder than before. But a large metal hand on the back of her head which pulls her face up to face the animatronic's own soon puts an end to any sort of plans. "Woah, there! What's the rush? We can't have you leaving just yet, not before we have some fun." Bonnie smiles down at the security guard. "C-Can't you just let me get back into my office? Where I'm stuck, it doesn't seem quite safe." Hannah tries to say, attempting to get the robot to let go of her so that she can get back into her office. "Eh, I'm sure it's fine, babe. Besides, why'd you wanna leave so quickly?" Bonnie smiles, running a finger underneath the bottom of Hannah's chin, telling the security guard that the entire situation was going from bad to worse by the second. "Well, while I'm f-flattered, I'm not really all that interested-" "That's what they all say, babe. But once they have some fun with the bun, their tune quickly changes." Bonnie interrupts, increasing Hannah's stress as she continues to try and wiggle herself free from her current position. "L-Look, you seem nice and all but-" Before Hannah could finish her sentence, Bonnie suddenly seizes her by the face, her large metal hand going over the security guard's mouth, blocking any further words from leaving it. "Gosh, Chica wasn't lying when she said you were total square." Bonnie sighs, causing the security guard to glare at the mention of the chicken animatronic's name. "Hmmmm, maybe you need something to help loosen yourself up? A drink, maybe?" Bonnie ponders before her gaze falls back down to the security guard, who viciously shakes her head, trying to get free of Bonnie's grip. "Oh! I know just the thing." Bonnie says as she reaches down with her other free hand to grab hold of her large purple robot cock. Something that, to Hannah's perception, simply appeared out of nowhere. From her current position, Hannah could see it was similarly built to Chica's cock in the fact that it was long, big, and hard, with a pair of thick-looking balls hanging underneath. Now trying to get herself free harder than ever before, Hannah tried to pull her head away as Bonnie approached her with her cock. Angling it so that its large bulbous head is aimed directly at her mouth. Then, rather quickly, Bonnie shifts her grip on Hannah's head to grab the security guard by the hair on the top of her head. "Alright, then. Open wide." Bonnie sings as she begins to press the head of her cock against Hannah's lips, who desperately tries to keep them closed with all of her strength. "Oh, come on, babe, don't be like that." Bonnie whines as she smears pre-cum all across the lower part of Hannah's face, horrifying the security guard in question to no end as she continues to try and get away. "If your gonna be stubborn about this, it seems I've got to play this dirty too." Bonnie says as she reaches down and pinches Hannah's nose shut, cutting off her airway and making Hannah dread what is going to happen as soon as she is forced to take in a breath of air. Eventually, it happens. For a brief second, Hannah opens her mouth to take in some air. And in that brief second, Bonnie takes the chance to shove her cock deep inside her maw. Causing a veritable flood of saliva and flem to start flowing out of her mouth and down and across Bonnie's thick member. Bonnie pounds her hips back and forth against her face as her thick balls clap wetly against her chin. Causing the hallway to fill up with the sounds of gargled screaming and the wet slaps from the animatronic's thick testicles beneath her thick large cock. Almost instantly, Hannah goes to try and bite down, only to find that Bonnie's member was made out of some sort of hard material, hard enough that the security guard didn't feel like she even made a dent in the hard rigid member being plunged deep inside her mouth and directly down her throat. "Just relax and take it all in, babe. You'll get the hang of it eventually." Bonnie says while continuing to thrust her cock into Hannah's mouth. Words that didn't do much to help the security guard as she struggled to even breathe. "Well, now, what do we have goin' on here." A Southern voice comes from behind Hannah, causing both Bonnie and Hannah herself to stop what they were doing. With Hannah stopping her struggling while Bonnie thankfully stopped just as she was beginning to pull her hips back, allowing a small window of air for Hannah to take in. At that moment, Hannah then remembered something. She forgot to close the right door. Which meant she now had her rear sticking out for the chicken animatronic to make use of. "Oh! Sup' Chica. I was just checking out this new babe you were telling me about." Bonnie responds, cock still stuck inside Hannah's mouth. "I can see that, hun!" Chica says, running up a hand across Hannah's rear and causing the security guard to helplessly kick behind herself. "Mind if I join in?" Chica then asks, causing Hannah's heart to stop in her chest. She was already struggling to take on Bonnie, and her time with Chica the previous night was nearly torturous, so taking them both on at the same time? Hannah wasn't sure she could make it through to the end. "Why not? I'm sure our friend here would LOVE to have another person to play with." Bonnie responds as she begins to sink her cock back into Hannah's throat, cutting off Hannah's airway while the security guard herself could only glare up at her and let out a furious garbled cry. "Aw, your sweeter than a sugar cube, darlin'!" Chica says before she reaches out and begins to tear off Hannah's pants. "Oh, my! Seems you remember me in more ways than one." Chica chuckles as she pulls down Hannah's panties, revealing a slight moisture on her crotch. "What?! Your telling me you already scored with her?" Bonnie gawks as she resumes thrusting her mechanical hips into Hannah's face. The mess of saliva and spit completely coating the security guard's face at that point. "Yep!" Chica says so casually, almost like she weren't talking about how the anthropomorphic animatronic chicken completely raped Hannah's pussy. "Dang! Seems your more eager to play than I thought." Bonnie remarks, with Hannah continuing to glare up at her with nothing but pure and utter fury in her eyes. Something that came off as way less intimidating when the robot bunny was thrusting her thick cock down her gullet while she was still stuck there. "Hope your ready to have me back!" Chica says, lining up her cock with Hannah's entrance, followed up by the security guard continuing to attempt to kick her away. With the resulting effects being just as effective as they would be when trying to kick a large metal robot. Feeling the head of such a massive cock line up with her pussy, Hannah attempted to cry out and tell her to stop, but Bonnie's thick member plugged up any attempt to do something like that. Then, with one firm slamming thrust, Chica pounds her cock deep into Hannah's pussy, causing the security guard to let out a guttural wet scream as she's suddenly thrust further up against Bonnie's own thrusting. Following that, it wasn't long until both animatronics began to work in brutal tandem, sawing Hannah back and forth across their thick cocks, making an already difficult experience Hannah was having with Bonnie all the more worse as she struggled to do anything besides get fucked. Hannah couldn't quite believe where she was. She had thought she would be able to play things smarter, but now here she was, back to being fucked. But this time, not by a single animatronic, but two hung robots both seemingly bent on pushing her body to its absolute limits with their thick metal rods and their full balls underneath jam-packed with weird gooey synthetic cum. Eventually, both robots seemed to reach their max speed, leaving Hannah a gurgling, aroused mess as she was also unable to hold off the powerful orgasm that was about to rip itself through her body. A slurred cry soon erupts out from Hannah's lips as she finally feels herself orgasm. Spraying out in a juicy splash that shoots out of her pussy. While at the same time, Hannah feels her body go through the horrible act of being filled on both sides as she's forced to taste the weird fake cum that's shot deep into her mouth, simultaneously also feeling the familiar sensation of having her pussy filled. It wasn't until both animatronics finally pulled themselves free that Hannah's body went limp. Left to hang, loose, used, abused, filled, generally just feeling terrible overall. "T-There, y-you had your fun. Can you get me free, please?" Hannah manages to say in between breaths as she looks up at Bonnie while also acknowledging Chica behind her. "Now, why'd we want to do something like that, hun?" Chica asks as she slaps Hannah across the rear. "Yeah! It'd be crazy to call it quits here when we're already having so much fun." Bonnie adds on to what Chica said. Hannah couldn't believe this. They had just cum, and now, from the looks of things, with Bonnie's cock not even softening while she started to feel Chica press her still-hard member against the entrance to her abused pussy, Hannah was completely trapped between the two of them. ---- Unlocking the front doors to the building, a woman walks in, twirling the keys around her finger as she makes her way to the changing room and gets herself dressed. It was all planned out to be a normal day. And it seemed to be just that. Although, a part of her was confused as to why the night security guard's car was still in the parking lot. In any case, she still had a job to do as she walked through the building. Getting everything ready for the day. She had woken up that morning feeling pretty good. And now, all she needed to do was check in at the office. ---- Sorry for taking so long on this chapter. I was struggling to get the right characterization for Bonnie. I hope it all turned out OK.

Chapter 1 - It Seems That Miruko And Midnight Also Have Fun Times

"Oh, yeah! Right there! Keep going!" Midnight screams out, bent over her bed as the number five pro hero Miruko plows into her from behind. "Your the boss, lady." Miruko chuckles, a smirk plastered on her face as she does what her fellow pro hero asked her to do. Things had progressed fairly quickly ever since Miruko visited Midnight in her apartment. Going from small talk to where they were now. Not that Miruko minded, not in the least, having her cock explore such a mature and experienced pussy was quite the treat to feel. It was honestly a nice change of pace from the students she had been keeping an eye on. Not that she minded the stuff she managed to get whenever she went out to some of the schools out there. But having Midnight fit snugly around her cock was a nice change of pace from her usual line of targets that she went after. And it seemed that Midnight was having quite the time herself. Screaming and hollering up a storm as Miruko pumped her fat cock in and out of her pussy. She showed the kinky hero no mercy as she slammed her hips back and forth, bashing around her insides and bumping up against the entrance to her womb. With every thrust, it almost seemed like Midnight made her pussy tighter around her cock. Well and truly, she was milking the number five pro hero for all that she was worth as she clamped down around her long, hard, rigid member. But Miruko was no slacker when it came to sex herself. When she came across someone who was able to give her a battle worth fighting, it only motivated the hero to go at things harder and harder. And that's what she did as she sped up her thrusting into Midnight's pussy. Her toned thighs and rear flexed tightly as she pounded deeper and harder. Causing Midnight's thick ass to ripple while her moans and screams only increased in pitch as Miruko's member hit all the best places in the most blunt and harsh way possible. "For supposedly the kinkiest hero out there, you sure do scream a lot." Miruko chuckles under her breath, grabbing Midnight by her hair and pulling her head back, making a particularly loud groan escape the dark-haired heroine as a result. "Oh, nfhg, honey. I know a good fuck when I feel one! Now, keep going!" Midnight moans, throwing her hips back to meet Miruko's. Causing the sound of their bodies meeting to almost reach the same level as the noises that were coming out of Midnight's mouth, almost. Miruko could only chuckle and do what the woman said. The public had a general idea of what kind of person Midnight was. The title of 'x-rated hero' didn't come along for no reason. But she knew everyone would be in for quite the shock if they were to see how far it went. One thing Miruko also knew was that Midnight was quite the masochist. So, as a result, she rears back a hand a delivers a slap across Midnight's ass, causing her to scream as her pussy gushed out with more fluids down and across her cock. But she didn't let up, however. Raising her hand again, Miruko begins to repeatedly slap Midnight across the ass, making her moan louder and louder with every single hit while also painting a series of hot red hand prints across her rear. "Knew you were going to be a good screw." Miruko remarks, biting her lower lip as she enjoys herself. She had worked with Midnight on multiple occasions. And in all those times, she couldn't help but imagine all the types of fun they would be able to have together. And as it would turn out, she would not be disappointed in the least. "Oh, my! Nfgh. If I knew you felt this way before.... Oh! We should've done this a whole lot sooner!" Midnight moans, her pussy clenching down tighter around Miruko's length. Having such a massive cock inside her and having it belong to such a bold and strong person was quite the treat. "Well, I'm here now, aren't I?" Miruko smirks before delivering another slap across Midnight's ass before groping it up. Her hand digging into the supple flesh and, reveling at how plump it felt beneath her fingers. But that was all to be expected when it came to the 'x-rated' heroine. It was almost like her body was meant for fucking. The number five hero was sure at that point that she was in a position that a lot of people wished they were in at that very moment. Having such a famous and sexual hero wrapped tightly around their cock, feeling her tight pussy twitch and shudder with every powerful thrust, it was something well and truly amazing. And even though there was the general idea of Midnight's promiscuity when it came to sampling the finer pleasures of life, not a lot of individuals would be able to say that they were able to score with her. Luckily, Miruko would be able to count herself out of that group at that point after managing to get this far with her. Looking down, Miruko noticed Midnight's asshole and couldn't help but feel a lustful idea creep to the front of her mind the more she looked at it. Switching her grip up, and while still groping her fat rear, Miruko's hand crept closer and closer to that little rear hole. Then, once she was close to the spot, she extended her thumb out and began to press it into Midnight's sphincter, causing a sudden gasp to mix in with her screams and moans. "Oh, my! Never took you for being Greek!" Midnight chuckles, turning her head back to look at the hero still railing into her from behind and who also still had a bundle of her hair in her tight grip, not letting up for a second while she begins inching their finger in deeper. "Course you would know something like that." Miruko remarks, still smirking as her thumb continues to venture into Midnight's asshole. Getting a general feel of how tight it was back there and liking how fuckable it seemed to be. "Darling, I'm not afraid of a little surprise anal! Nghf! So you've got free reign to do whatever you want back there!" Midnight moans, her face flushing an even deeper shade of red from the pleasure coursing through her veins. "In that case, you won't mind if I do something like this!" Miruko says before, in that brief moment, she pulls her thick cock out of Midnight's pussy and plugs it deep into her asshole. Causing the already screaming with pleasure hero to let out one of her loudest screams yet. For Miruko and her thick cock, if Midnight's pussy was already tight, then her asshole was on a completely different level. Already twitching and holding onto her member snugly, her rear squeezed her cock to such a great degree. Hunching over Midnight, Miruko lets go of her hair and proceeds to press both of her hands into the bed, allowing her better access to fuck directly down into her asshole in powerful, quick thrusts. Something that Midnight surely felt as her body practically quaked under each powerful pump of Miruko's hips. Beneath them, the bed creaked loudly. Its frame straining under the fucking happening atop it. But at that point, neither hero minded as they both were lost in the hot, endless sex they were going through. Not caring for a single moment how much noise either of them made as Miruko continued to direct her cock down into Midnight's tight asshole while Midnight herself felt her rear be completely filled and destroyed by such a massive member. Miruko was one to never take things slow. She always liked to ride things fast and hard, barreling down with a rapid-fire pace that had so much strength behind it. Something she always loved to do, showing how strong she was in the most intimate ways possible. An act she knew seeped their way into the deepest parts of their minds, leaving behind a Miruko-sized imprint in their psyche that they would always treasure. With one thing being a surefire way to make sure an event occurs. That being, the final thrust, which she finally performs precisely as her hips bare down on Midnight's own, pushing the both of them over that edge. With Miruko filling up her ass with a hot stream of cum, simultaneously at the same time, Midnight screams as her pussy sprays out a splash of her fluids across Miruko's balls. Once they were both finished, Miruko crawled off of Midnight and made her way up the bed. Laying her head on the pillow behind her. Her gaze shifting down toward the gorgeous woman still lying tired and exhaustedly, where she was just brutally fucked. After a while of panting coming from Midnight, she finally garners up enough energy to slowly drag her way across the bed, making her way toward the woman before and crawl between her legs. She then reaches out and grabs hold of the member that used to fuck her. "So, when do you think you'll next be available?" Miruko asks before shifting her mouth to suck on Miruko's balls. For her part, Miruko turns to look at the woman between her legs, still looking smug as ever. ---- I hope ya'll enjoyed it!~

Chapter 1 - Night 1

Pulling up to the building, Hannah double-checked to see if she had the right place. If she was going to get this money, she wouldn't be taking any chances. So after checking and finding that, yes, she was at the right place, a nervous sigh leaves her lips as she gets out of her car. Fredrika Fazbear Pizzeria. She had heard of the place offhandedly, but after seeing an ad in the local newspaper detailing how they were looking for a new security guard for the night shift, she couldn't pass it up. Not when she was a couple of months behind rent. Although, that didn't stop her from feeling concerned when she managed to snag the position so fast. Stepping up to the double glass doors, Hannah tried to open them, only to find that they were locked. "Son of a...." Hannah trails off as she rears back a hand and begins to knock. "Hello? I'm here for.... I'm here for the job?" Hannah calls out, her voice filling the empty parking lot, say for her car and a car belonging to someone else, which told her that there had to be somebody there. Peering inside through the glass doors, Hannah looked around, only to find that the place was completely empty. "Oh, forget it. Can't blame me for leaving if nobody lets me inside." Hannah mutters to herself as she turns to leave, only to suddenly hear the door open behind her. "You here for the job?" An assertive female voice asks, causing Hannah to turn around and see what looks like a security guard who worked for the place. She seemed older, 1 or 2 decades, as a matter of fact, older compared to the 20-something brunette that was Hannah. But the look in her eyes made it seem like she was a whole lot older. She was also wearing some sort of purple nightguard outfit, something fit and showed her position within the place while still maintaining that child-like charm Fredrika's was meant to have. "Uh.... Yeah?" Hannah responds, not sure of what else to say. "Alright, then. I'll show you where you can change." The woman says before stepping to the side to let Hannah in. ---- "Hey, so I was wondering why we're given multiple uniforms?" Hannah says, walking out of the changing room. Looking down at herself, she had to admit, she looked pretty cute, all things considered. Although, it did feel pretty tight in a few places. "You're dressed. Good. I'll show you to the office." The female security guard says, completely ignoring Hannah's question before walking back through the building, with Hannah just being barely able to keep up with her. "W-Wait! Aren't you going to give me a tour or something?" Hannah asks as she follows the woman through the building. "Not paid to give you a tour. Just here to make sure you know where to go." The woman says before finally leading Hannah into an office. Getting a layout of the room around her, Hannah saw a desk in front of her, with large metal doors on either side of the room. On top of the desk was what looked like a monitoring system. "So, what am I supposed to do- Hey!" Before Hannah can finish her question, she turns and sees the woman leaving, quickly calling out to her as a result. "There's a message on the phone for you from the other girl who worked here last week!" The woman says, still walking away as Hannah is left dumbfounded. Now completely alone in a dark pizzeria in the middle of the night, Hannah turns to the desk and walks over to it. Sitting down, Hannah quickly retracts her butt away from the seat as she suddenly feels that it's wet. "Ah, you got to be kidding me." Hannah groans as she reaches over and grabs a cleaning wipe from a container on the desk before cleaning her seat and finally sitting down. Well, she was here. Seems all she had to do was just wait around until she could leave. Looking up at the wall in front of her, Hannah saw a poster containing the titular main three characters. Despite being meant for kids, they were all pretty curvy. To the right was Chica, the yellow chicken animatronic, who had a curvy plastic body. With a particularly thick rump and bust, with said bust being covered by a bib. In her hand, she also seemed to have a small cupcake animatronic. To the left was Bonnie, the purple bunny animatronic. But unlike Chica's fairly plump plastic frame, Bonnie's frame looked more toned than anything else. With a small red bowtie being tied across her neck. And in the middle was the main lady herself, Fredrika Fazbear. Standing tall and proud between the two other animatronics. With her body being the most voluptuous yet also toned out of the three of them. And also having a black bow tie tied around her neck like Bonnie's and a small black top hat that sits on the top of her head. Looking back down at the desk, Hannah sighs as she turns toward the phone. "She said there would be a message for me, right?" Hannah says before lifting a hand and pressing the messages button on the phone. "You have, 1, new message." "H-Hello? Hello?" A female voice calls through the phone. "Hey there! I'm sure you have a lot of questions at this point." "To say the least." Hannah mutters under her breath. "So, I just wanted to record a message for you to help you get settled in on your first night." The phone girl goes on. With Hannah rolling her eyes as she reaches out and plucks the tablet off from the table before trying to figure out how to turn it on. "It's nothing all that serious, just to help you get through the ins and outs of what you'll be doing over the course of your tenure working with us. You see, despite all the legal mumbo jumbo stuff we'll go over in a second, your job is just to watch the animatronics for the night and make sure nobody tries to break in." The phone girl explains, causing Hannah to pause before turning her attention back toward the tablet. "But, before we get into all of that, let me just go over the whole legal introductory thing real quick so that we can get to the meat of the matter. Alright?" "Ok, so, 'Welcome to Fredrika's Family Pizzeria, a fantasy come to life for both children and adults alike. As disclosed in the legal documentation you signed prior to your first shift, Fredrika Fazbear Entertainment is not responsible for any damage to property or persons. If damage or death has occurred, then a missing's person report will be filed within a six-month period, or until any and all facilities that have been affected have been cleaned and bleached, along with having any and all carpets replaced.' Yadda Yadda Yadda, you get it at this point." At this point, Hannah stopped messing with the tablet altogether to stare wide-eyed at the phone. "Now, while that all sounded scary, there's nothing really to worry about. Sure, there might be things you have to look out for, but what job doesn't have that? Ultimately, if you pay attention and keep a proper eye on things, this should all go by pretty quickly." The phone girl's message assures Hannah, giving the new security guard a slight amount of comfort. "So, to get us started, as I'm sure you have noticed at this point, you have yourself a fancy dancy security system in front of you." The phone girl says before Hannah finally manages to turn on the tablet, which causes the rest of the security system to which on also. Looking down, Hannah saw that she had a grainy and glitchy view of the entire building. Ranging from views looking directly inside the stalls in the bathrooms all the way to the frontstage where the main trio stood at attention. But what stood out the most to her was a camera labeled pirates cove, but all that it showed was a closed curtain and an out-of-order sign beneath it. "It should give you a view of the place so that you don't have to go wandering around, checking every nook and cranny, heh." The phone girl chuckles. "But.... Um.... It's also useful because things tend to get a little weird at night." The phone girl mentions, grabbing Hannah's attention. What kinds of crazy stuff could possibly happen in a children's pizzeria in the middle of the night? "Before you panic. It's nothing too serious. It's just that, at night, the animatronics are allowed to wander off-stage. I don't know the exact science behind it, but to put it bluntly, I think it's so that they can blow off steam or whatever." As the phone girl talks, sure enough, Hannah flips back over to the camera view showing the main trio, only to find that Chica was missing. "Oh, no, no, no, no...." Hannah mutters as she begins to flip through the various camera views throughout the pizzeria. She knew this job was too good to be true, and yet here she was hook, line, and sinker. "Look, all you have to do is just keep an eye on them and make sure they don't get into your office. Because, well, how do I put this.... I don't know, just make sure they don't get into your office." The phone girl explains, something that Hannah was desperately failing at as she continued to try and find Chica. Suddenly, through the phone girl's message, Hannah hears what sounds like heavy mechanical footsteps making their way toward her from the hallway on the right side. "Oh, fuck!" Hannah whisper yells as she rolls herself over to the right door and peers her head outside into the hallway. It was dark, almost painfully so, but as she continued to look down the hallway, she saw a familiar curvaceous frame make its way down toward her. Each slow and methodical step ringing out through Hannah's ears as she struggles with what to do. "It shouldn't happen all that much, but when it does, make sure to push the button beside the door. The big red one, you'll see it." The phone girl says, with Hannah quickly tearing her head to look at the sides of the doors, and sure enough, there was a big red button. Slamming her hand down onto the button, Hannah jumps as a heavy metal door comes down and blocks out the right hallway. For a moment, Hannah is dead silent as she listens to Chica's footsteps get closer and closer until they were right outside her door before going completely silent. Hannah can hear her heartbeat beating in her chest as she waits for something, anything, but nothing ever comes. Slowly causing the tension, Hannah was feeling to dissipate as she began to relax. "Ok, that's good. I think." Hannah says before turning to the left door and noticing the same red button that was on the right door. "Nu-uh, not taking any chances." Hannah mutters to herself as she quickly wheels herself over to the other door and closes it. Now that she was completely barricaded in her room, Hannah felt a wave of exhaustion pass over her as she leaned back in her seat. If she knew that taking this job was going to be this stressful, she might've thought twice about it. "But, uh, those doors really cook the generator, so I would try and keep them open for as long as possible." "Of course...." Hannah sighs as she turns back to the left door and presses the button to open it. It felt unnatural, to say the least, but Hannah would rather close the doors when she needed to rather than not have them at all. "So, that should be just about it. The first night usually isn't all that hard. All you have to do is just keep an eye on the place until 6 AM. Seems simple enough. Alright, I'll send you another message soon. Bye!" And like that, the phone girl's message ends, leaving Hannah all by herself. Despite the stress she was feeling at that moment, Hannah did find the job to be fairly simple, all things considered. Just keep an eye on the animatronics, and if they come to her office, close the doors on them. Suddenly, however, Hannah could hear what sounded like tapping on glass. Looking around to figure out what it was, she soon found that it was coming from the window leading out into the right hallway. Trying to peer through, Hannah could only see complete darkness. But as she turned back to the door, she found that, along with having a button meant to close the door, there was also a white square button with a little flashlight symbol on top of it. "Well, couldn't hurt to try it." Hannah mutters before reaching over and pressing it, all the while keeping her eyes locked on the window. Coming face to face with Chica, Hannah lets out a shrill scream as she flies out of her chair and lands square on her back. Looking up, she stared up nervously at the anthropomorphic robot chicken's eyes as she looked back down at her. She couldn't really tell for sure, but as they both stared at each other, Hannah could swear that the robot was checking her out. Her fake eyes scanning up and down Hannah's form as it was trapped snugly inside her security guard outfit, making Hannah increasingly uncomfortable by the second before the chicken suddenly turned and walked away. Another wave of relief hitting Hannah like a truck as a result before she fell back onto the floor. Checking the view of the right-side hallway outside her office, she was relieved to find it completely empty. "Oh, good." A sigh exits Hannah's lips as she reaches over and reopens the right door. Flipping through the cameras, Hannah saw that Fredrika and Bonnie were still at their positions on the stage. Both standing completely still. It was a miracle that the both of them weren't also moving. Dealing with Chica was stressful enough, even as she grew to learn some of her patterns. Despite the apparent risks that came with this job, Hannah knew she still had to swing around and try and keep it until the end of the week. But as the hours wore on and on, the pure boredom and slight exhaustion was making it a lot harder than it ever needed it to be. Leaning back in her seat, Hannah began to wish she spent more of the day resting. She knew full well that she'd be staying up all night and that the change of sleep schedule would be hard, and now here she was, feeling as her eyes grew more and more heavy by the second. ---- Eyes snapping awake, Hannah quickly rubbed her face as she was startled by what sounded like pots and pans being thrown around somewhere in the building. Opening up the camera system on her tablet, Hannah was startled to see that it was 4:30. Had she really fallen asleep for that long? It was a miracle then that Chica didn't decide to come around for a second visit. Nevertheless, having to do her job, Hannah quickly flipped open her tablet and began quickly trying to find where the noise was coming from. Eventually, leading her to the camera looking inside the kitchen. But unlike all the other cameras in the building, the one in the kitchen didn't seem to be working. Although it did seem to be where the sounds were coming from. "Oh, thank goodness...." Hannah sighs as she practically drops the tablet. This job already had its fair share of surprises, and Hannah wasn't sure how much more she could possibly take at that point. But before going back to relaxing, a feeling deep inside Hannah told her to check the stage camera, even though she knew Bonnie and Fredrika would still be there. "Just a small check...." Hannah mutters as she flips over to the stage camera, only to find that her little feeling was completely warranted as she found that Bonnie was now missing. "Oh, not again!" Hannah whines as she begins to viciously flip through the cameras, only to find absolutely no trace of the bunny animatronic. Bathroom, dining hall, backroom, supply closet, pirate's cove, Bonnie was nowhere to be seen. It wasn't until Hannah felt a pair of eyes staring at her that she quickly dove for the button to close the left door. With her ultimately just being able to close it just in time. "Ha! How do you like that, you dumb robot!" Hannah cheers as she presses the button to turn on the hallway light. Still jumping slightly as she comes face to face with Bonnie, who looks down at her. "Even with all those mechanical parts, your still not fast enough to get past me!" Hannah laughs, only to slowly feel like something isn't right as she sees Bonnie's gaze shift from looking at her to something standing behind her. A moment punctuated by the feeling of a large mechanical hand coming to rest on her shoulder. Slowly turning, Hannah comes face to face with Chica, who now stood, inside her office. "Fuck." "We'll get there soon enough, hun!" The animatronic yellow chicken responds in a thick Southern accent. Almost instantly, Hannah makes a mad dash to the right door. Only to be swept up under her arms by Chica's surprising strength. "Aw, c'mon now, darlin', why you wanna go runnin' when we only just met?" Chica laughs. "L-Let go of me!" Hannah tries to sound intimidating, but what comes out of her mouth was practically a loud whimper as she struggles helplessly in the animatronic's grip. For being mostly for children's entertainment and something adults to gawk at, the robot had a pretty firm grip on her. Firm enough that she couldn't stop it as Chica slowly pulled her back deep into the office. "Seems we've got ourselves someone new to play with, now, don't we?" Chica asks playfully as her hands begin to shift across Hannah's body, feeling every curve that she can find with her strong iron-clad hands. Causing Hannah's face to flush red and the feeling of terror she had to suddenly shift into an entirely new direction. "W-What the fuck!?" Hannah cries out as she begins to struggle even harder, but like before, it was all useless when she has a surprisingly strong robot wanting to explore every part of her body. "Didn't they tell you? We don't wanna hurt you. We wanna have some fun!" Chica says as her hands shift down toward Hannah's breasts, her fingers tightly squeezing them, then, with one firm pull, tears her shirt open, revealing her covered breasts underneath. "Mmmm, mmmm, MMMM! You got some fine puppies on you, girl!" Chica exclaims as she begins to grope and squeeze Hannah's breasts together. "No! Stop! Let go of me!" Hannah shouts as she continues to struggle. Things were soon going from bad to utterly horrible by the second, and as Chica became bolder with her groping, she knew things were only going to get worse. If tearing her shirt open required so little effort, then removing Hannah's bra wouldn't even be an issue. And it sure wasn't, as Chica soon flipped the piece of fabric down underneath Hannah's fairly large tits before quickly shifting to mess with her nipples. "Oh, my! Seems my little piggy is happier to see me than I thought!" Chica laughs as she begins to pinch Hannah's increasingly erect boobs. Causing waves of spikey pleasure to shoot through the security guard's frame before she let out a cry. "No!" Is all that Hannah was able to say. Her nipples were just erect because the building was slightly cold, or so she hoped. "Deny it all you want, hun. But your body speaks louder than any words you could say." Chica says before her hands begin to make their way down toward Hannah's hips, stopping only to squeeze their tight plumpness before making their way toward Hannah's crotch, causing Hannah herself to suddenly gasp as a wave of adrenaline shoots through her body. Which only manifests itself in her kicking her legs out in a futile attempt to keep Chica's hands away from that spot. "Oh, don't go throwin' yourself a hissy fit just yet, Darlin'. We're only gettin' started!" Chica says before suddenly she suddenly shoves Hannah face first toward the floor, with Hannah being just able to stop herself by extending her arms out. But now that she was on her hands and knees, Chica took the chance to grab onto one of Hannah's pant legs and, with another strong single pull, manages to pull off her pants, leaving her only decency left being covered by her panties. With the only thing on her mind being escape at this point, Hannah tries to make another dash for the door, only for a heavy metal foot on the back of her head to push her face into the floor to keep her in place. "Argh! Let me go!" Hannah yells as she tries to reach up and grasp at the metal leg above her. "Oh, just quit your strugglin', Missy! I 'bout to make you feel REAL good." Chica says as she crouches over Hannah's body. Her eyes scanning over the security guard's bare form before settling on Hannah's rear. "Lemme just get this off real quick." Chica says as she begins to drag down Hannah's panties, causing the helpless woman beneath her to struggle even more than she already was. Pulling off Hannah's underwear, Chica was greeted with the wonderful sight of the security guard's perfectly heart-shaped ass. "Seems your packing as much junk in the trunk as you are in the front of the car, missy!" Chica chuckles before slapping Hannah firmly across the ass. "Argh! You fucking b-ITCH!" Hannah tries to curse at the robot, only for the said robot to keep slapping her ass. Panting the smooth skin with a volley of large red hand marks across it. "Now, I'm not gonna tolerate no back talkin', missy! Not while I'm handlin' your backside." Chica says as she finishes her attack across Hannah's rear before sliding her hand down from the security guard's tailbone, across her rear pucker, and stopping at the entrance to her pussy. The cold metal fingers brushing against her more sensitive places causes a shiver to rack up Hannah's spine as she continues to struggle in place. But the foot keeping her down made that nearly impossible. Teasing the poor girl, Chica begins to run her thumb up and down Hannah's pussy. Practically reveling at how it twitched under her touch as she began to become more aggressive as she shifts to start playing with the security guard's clit. Causing a short gasp to leave the woman's lips. Like her nipples, Hannah's clit began to become more erect. Standing more and more at attention due to Chica's handling of it. Then, slowly, with enough teasing from Chica, and much to the security guard's own disgust, Hannah's pussy began to become wet. "There we go now. Seems that ol' body of yours is startin' to like me." Chica says before continuing to stimulate Hannah's crotch. "D-Don't!- Nrnm!" A moan interrupts Hannah's words as Chica, with enough lubrication provided by Hannah's own pussy, slowly pushes a finger inside of her pussy. It all felt.... so foreign. Hannah had fingered herself before. She even had a few toys back at her apartment. But the cold steel and iron that entered her, it just didn't feel right. The animatronic didn't waste time quickly diving her finger deeper and deeper inside Hannah's cunny. Luckily, or unluckily, Chica only pushed her finger to the knuckle before eventually adding another finger to mix, causing the already beading embers of pleasure coursing through the security guard's veins to begin sparking. "Well, then, missy. Seems you haven't taken that many trips down to the rodeo, now, haven't you?" Chica says, with Hannah only responding with a groan as the robot begins to pull her fingers out of her pussy before pushing them back in. Hannah didn't know how, but she couldn't help but find herself increasingly stimulated with every passing second. But Chica wasn't satisfied with just going at a steady pace. No, the animatronic chicken promptly began speeding up her fingering, with two fingers no less. It was almost as if she was aiming to break Hannah with every thrust of her fingers deep into her pussy, managing to elicit more and more extreme reactions out of the security guard until she was a whimpering mess trying to hold back the orgasm that was making its way through her body. Hannah was more than determined not to cum from a fucking animatronic anthropomorphic chicken fingering her pussy. But it was almost like Chica had some sort of power over her body that made it hard to resist her. Soon enough, Chica was slamming her fingers back and forth inside of Hannah's pussy. Her long robotic digits practically playing Hannah's insides like an instrument, getting more and more extreme noises out of the struggling security guard as the orgasm she was trying to fight continued to build up more and more until.... "Oh FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!" Hannah shouts as her pussy finally squirts out her juices, spraying Chica's arm and the floor beneath the two of them. The high from which completely fries the security guard's brain as she finally goes limp under the animatronic's grasp. "There we go, now. That seems to have relaxed you quite a bit, now, hasn't it?" Chica asks as she raises her foot off of Hannah's head. But at that point, Hanna was far from listening to anything she had to say. The horror of being forcefully fingered by an animatronic anthropomorphic chicken aside, Hannah was relieved that it was all over. A part of her wondered if she could possibly sue, you know, for the whole aforementioned forceful fingering by an animatronic anthropomorphic chicken. But with the giant stack of papers she signed when signing up for this job and what the phone girl had said, Hannah knew that it would all ultimately add up to a giant waste of time. Stirring Hannah from her thoughts, however, was the realization that the animatronic was still in her office. Should she play dead? She doubted that would work, but it could still be worth a try. "Well, then, now that you've loosened up a bit, I think it's time you and I moved onto some of the more mutually fun activities, so to speak." Chica announces as she reaches down and grabs hold of Hannah's hips, quickly causing a lump to form in Hannah's throat. What else could she do? Despite having the body structure of a stripper, Hannah doubted that the animatronic could do anything else besides what she already did. Almost as if to answer her question, Hannah's eyes go wide as she suddenly feels something long and hard slide between her legs. Almost dreading to look, Hannah begins to feel her body start to shake as she shifts to laying on her hands and knees and looks down. Only to come to the horrifying sight of a long, hard, yellow robot cock. Like the rest of the robot's body, the shaft was made of iron. While beneath it, the thick pendulous balls that swung underneath seemed to be comprised of some sort of mixture between plastic and artificial skin. Words die in Hannah's throat as she looks down. She wasn't going to even wonder where it came from. She would just tuck the question away along with the one which wondered why these animatronics were built to fuck people. Sliding it back and forth across her abdomen, Hannah was able to truly get a feel for the massive thing. By no means was she a virgin. She had been around the block a few times here and there. But the sheer size alone was something she had never seen before. And now, as Chica pulled her hips back, she was about to get a much better feel for it. "Time I took you on down to the rodeo, hun!" Chica says as she clocks her hips back, readying herself to plunge forward. "Wait, hold- ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!" Without giving Hannah much of a chance to say something, Chica slams her hips forward, spearing her cock deep inside her pussy. "Ooooh, weeee! Your pussy's packed in tighter than a can ah' corn!" Chica comments, thrusting her hips madly into Hannah's. Knocking the air out of the security guard's lungs as she seemingly holds nothing back in absolutely fucking her. The robot's fingers dug deep into Hannah's hips, nearly painfully so, as she also thrust her hips back and forth, slamming them hard up against Hannah's. Creating the strange sound of meat slapping metal mixed with the loud moaning that flew out of the security guard's lips. Chica's thick full balls also clapped loudly up against Hannah's pussy, adding more pleasure to the generally awful situation the security guard found herself in. Worst of all was the fact that it all felt so good. Under different circumstances, maybe finding a guy who had the same kind of drive Chica had with her, Hannah would consider him a pretty good lay. This, on the other hand, it all just didn't feel right. Chica's strong iron member plunging deep into her pussy to such a brutal extent. Her mind knew that it was terrible, but her body couldn't help but react positively to the battering she was receiving. "Gah-Lee, hun! Seems this season has been dryer than a desert for you, now, hasn't it?" Chica chirps, making the general situation even worse for Hannah. It totally wasn't a dry season for Hannah. She just.... She was busy the past few months trying to look for a job. But if she was looking for someone to have fun with, Chica the chicken animatronic from Fredrika Fazbear's Pizzeria, wouldn't even be on the list due to the fact that she hadn't even ever considered this even happening in the realm of reality. And yet, here she was anyway, getting brutally fucked by a tall curvy robot anthropomorphic animatronic chicken. And her body was reacting to it in the worst way possible for her. Getting fucked in such a way, Hannah having another orgasm wasn't an idea that couldn't occur. So as Chica managed to speed up her thrusting, and Hannah felt that similar feeling begin to build up within her core, much to her dismay, she knew that it was happening soon. "Get yourself ready, hun! I'm 'bout to fill you up till you pop!" Chica says, her mechanical hips working ruthlessly up against Hannah's. Practically battering her back and forth so viciously to the point that the security guard felt like she was going to get whiplash. "Oh, FUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!!!!" Hannah screams inside the empty pizzeria as her pussy twitches slightly one last time before unleashing a torrent of fluids across the animatronic chicken's cock. At the same time, Chica's hips slam up against Hannah's well-battered ones and begin to shoot out a heavy load of thick gooey cum. Quickly filling up the inside of the security guard to the point that Hannah did, in fact, feel like she was about to pop. But as she finally went limp once again, Chica finally pulled her cock out of her pussy. Spraying a few more lines of cum across Hannah's back while a couple of loads of her love goo spurt out of her pussy. But before Hannah could even begin to wonder what other things the robot might have in store for her, the lights in the office suddenly went out. Plunging the room into complete and total darkness. "W-What?" Hannah asks as she hears a pair of heavy footsteps leave the office. Only then did the security guard realize what had happened. She ran out of power. Something she reasonably forgot about while Chica had her fun with her. Hannah didn't know what time it was at that point but figured it had to be close to 6. Maybe, just maybe, she might actually make her way out of this situation fairly ok. But as she heard a pair of heavy footsteps make their way toward her from the left hallway, she knew she couldn't be that lucky. Yet, instead of coming into the office, the footsteps stopped right outside her door. Confusing the security guard as she wondered why whoever it was didn't just come in since the door was now wide open. Snapping her out of her thoughts, however, was the sudden sound of a music box jingle playing above her. Twisting her head up from the ground to see what it was, Hannah came to the horrifying sight of Fredrika Fazbear herself looking down at her. The animatronic's face flickering with light from its eyes as the jingle continued to play. On and on the song went, making Hannah feel more dread coursing through her by the second. This was it. This would be her fate. Getting screwed by pizzeria animatronics. Who would've thought? Finally, as the song ended, the light coming from Fredrika's eyes suddenly went out, putting the room back into darkness. Hannah then heard heavy footsteps make their way into her office. The tension causing her heart to speed up by the second. Just as Hannah braced for the worst, a sound rang out through the building. Another jingle. This one different from the last one. Instead of filling her with dread, this one strangely filled her with relief. But, as she looked around the room, her eyes getting used to the darkness, she saw that she was alone. ---- Hannah didn't take long to get out to her car. She didn't know when the morning crew would arrive, and she didn't want to be exactly found in the state that she was in. So after making sure she was safe, Hannah quickly made her way into the employee's changing room and threw on her old clothes. Not before making use of the shower system they had as she tried to clean out Chica's gunk from her insides. But once she was all clean, she also made sure to stop by the office once again to clean up after herself. She didn't need anybody to know what happened in there. And so, as she sat in her car, looking back at the building, she felt a strange sense of relief. Relief at the fact that she totally wouldn't be going back there. ---- To celebrate Five Nights At Freddy's getting a movie, here's a little something for those who are interested in the female robot dong field. 

Chapter 1 - Again, Just A Totally Successful Undercover Mission

"Jeez, Cupcake, never took you for a fan of one of these gigs." Vi talks casually into her earpiece. "Please, just shut up and tell me when they're getting ready to finish." Caitlyn Kiramman responds harshly as she stands near the meet and greet section of the concert hall. Followed up by her quickly looking and waving off some people awkwardly who stopped to look at her. "I mean, don't get me wrong, I'm not judging you or anything like that, well okay, maybe a little, but still, you can imagine my surprise when you drag me off to a K/DA concert, of all things." Vi goes on, continuing to goad her partner on. "You and I both know we aren't here for the show." Caitlyn sighs, wishing she had literally anyone else as her partner at that point. "Ah, yes, the lead you have." Vi chuckles, reaching down and taking a sip out of her drink. "Totally rock solid." "It's also the only lead we have at this point." Caitlyn responds, feeling a vein of irritation throb in her forehead. "I still don't know if you're going to get anything from her." Vi says, eyes going over toward Akali, the rapper of the music group. "From the interviews I've watched of her and her friends, she, out of all of them, tends to talk the most. So it's safe to say that getting information out of her is the best bet." Caitlyn explains for what must've been the umpteenth time at that point. "Whatever, Cupcake. Just call me when you aren't even able to talk to them, let alone see them." Vi rolls her eyes before turning to look back at the stage. "Looks like they're finally done." Vi remarks as the group finishes their song and waves to the crowd before making their way off the stage. "Thank goodness. And remember, if anything goes wrong, the sentence is, 'The weather sure is great.' Ok?" Caitlyn says. "Yeah, yeah. Whatever. The weather is fantastic or something." Vi grumbles under her breath. Caitlyn wanted to snap at her at that moment. But she stifled her words, knowing full well that it wasn't the time for one of their arguments. She just sighed and turned toward the door where the band members would be making their appearance. As she waited, she went over the events in her head that led her to where she was now. From the beginning, most, if not every single one of her colleagues thought she was following a bad lead, her partner included. Sure, the communications of known arms dealers she was listening in on were hard to understand. And it was pretty obvious that a lot of her key ideas were based on assumptions more than anything else. But that didn't stop her in the least from being determined to do what she needed to accomplish. It had to be worth it. The price for this meet and greet ticket was a good amount of her salary. Stirring from her thoughts, the door before her opened, and out stepped several members of security. Each looking more meatheaded than the last. Their presence quickly signaled what was about to happen, and soon enough, Caitlyn was surrounded on all sides by fan girls, all clamoring to get a good look at the idols as they made their way out to greet them. And sure enough, one by one, each of them stepped out. First was Ahri. She walked with a certain grace, befitting someone to lead such a band. From the interviews Caitlyn had watched, and from what she had seen of her, she seemed to be the kindest. A person who looked at their position with a good degree of humility and grace. Behind her, she was soon followed up by the lead dancer, Kai'sa. Out of all of the girls, Caitlyn had the hardest time putting a pin down on her. While she proved herself essential to the team, she didn't really tend to put herself out there all that much. Not like the woman behind her. The lead vocalist, but also the diva of the group, Evelynn. If the officer honestly had to choose out of all the band members who were most likely to be one to commit a crime, that designation would have to go to her. If Caitlyn was going to do this, a part of her would definitely be keeping an eye on Evelynn. But for the most part, her attention would be focused on the fourth member of the band. The lead rapper and the final person to make their way out from backstage to greet their fans, Akali. "We're all so happy that you were able to make it to our show." Ahri started, smiling out to her crowd of fans. "So grateful, as a matter of fact, that we wanted to invite a select number of you backstage for the chance to really get to know you." Ahri explains, sparking another wave of excitement through the crowd of fans. "So if you hear your name called, step on up." Kai'sa continues for her before nodding over to one of the members of security holding a clipboard. "Um, uh.... Ms. Ireman." The first fan steps up, her friends around her congratulating her as she makes her way over to stand by Ahri. "Ms. Highlan." The next named is called up as another fan steps forward, making their way to be near Kai'sa. "Ms. Althan." Another fan is up, someone who eagerly and quickly makes their way over to Evelynn. "Ms...." The security member trails off, causing Caitlyn's tension to fly through the roof at that moment as she hopes that Vi actually used the money she gave her for this and didn't spend it once again on gambling and fighting. "Ms. Cupcake?" The security guard calls out, sounding slightly confused as Caitlyn's face burns red before she soon steps up, making some of the other fans in the crowd laugh. And at the same time, making Caitlyn herself wish she had given the job of handling all this transaction stuff to anybody but her partner. Nevertheless, she steps up and walks over to Akali. "Ms. Cupcake, huh? Don't mind if I take a bite then?" Evelynn comments, flashing a devilish smile at Cailtyn as she also drapes an arm around the fan that walked up to her. "It was nice meeting you all. I hope to see you all again at our next concert." Ahri says before she, along with the rest of them, are ushered backstage by security and various stagehands, finally getting Cailtyn exactly where she wants to be. Pretty quickly, each of the band members goes off in their separate directions, followed behind closely by the person who joined them. "So...." Akali starts, snapping her attention back toward her. "You mind if we go hang out in my bus?" "O-Oh! S-Sure, lead the way." Caitlyn smiles before walking after Akali, a smile on her face. Not at the fact that she was meeting someone so famous, but due to the fact that this entire process was all going generally smoothly. She'd show everyone that this isn't just a giant waste of time. ---- Vi waited in the concert hall's bar, downing a drink before gesturing over to the bartender for another one. Any time now, and she was expecting Caitlyn to show up looking either disappointed or angry. If the former was the case, she'd try to comfort her as best as she could. While she didn't really agree with all the steps she took to get here, she was still her friend. But if she was the latter, then she could tease her all she wanted. As the bartender gave her the drink, Vi felt a presence move up to the bar beside her. "Ah, get the same for me, chief." A female voice rings out, with the bartender nodding in response before going to get the same thing he just gave to Vi. Glancing over out of the corner of her eye, Vi decided to take a look at whoever had just decided to sit next to her. She was young, spunky-looking, probably in her early twenties. A much better age to be at such a place compared to the pushing thirty-somethings Vi and Caitlyn were. She was clad in K/DA merch. Nothing too out of the ordinary there, considering where they both were. Just a t-shirt and some jeans, but they hugged all the right curves from what Vi could see. However, what really stood out to her the most was her black past the shoulder-length straight bob-cut that covered her eyes, which, combined with her paleish skin and silver nose ring, gave her quite the alluring appearance. "Gotta say, never really expected this place to have a bar. Mostly considering its usual clientele." Vi says, seeing if she could strike up a conversation with the woman next to her. If anything, it would help pass the time before Caitlyn eventually came stomping back, and they could both finally leave. "Well, they gotta keep people who aren't here for the music sane somehow." The mysterious woman responds. "Oh, trust me, you could say that again." Vi chuckles before taking another sip out of her drink. "So then, if you aren't here for the music, what's your deal then?" The woman asks, now fully turning to face Vi. "Just here for a friend." Vi answers, giving the most barebones response that she could muster. "She really wanted to come to this thing and managed to drag me along. As a matter of fact, she's actually backstage right now doing this whole meet and greet thing with the band." Vi explains plainly. "So she just up and left you here all by your lonesome?" The woman asks, leaning in a little bit closer. "I guess you could say that." Vi responds back before finishing her drink. "Name's Vi." "Nice to meet you, Vi. Hope to see you around again." The woman says before strolling off from the bar, having not even touched her drink. ---- Not much was said between Caitlyn and Akali as they made their way through the backstage parking lot. Akali hadn't said anything to start a conversation, and Caitlyn couldn't really think of anywhere to start. Eventually, the two of them finally come to the bus. And from the first glances that she could gather, the undercover officer was astonished at how big it was. For a second, Caitlyn thought that all the members of K/DA might share one, but with all the money these concerts most likely made, it was more probable that they could each afford their own. Walking up to the door, Akali reaches into her pocket and retrieves a small key card that she uses to open the door. Something that Caitlyn takes careful note of if she might have to make a quick escape during a situation where things go wrong. "Alright, then. Come on in." Akali ushers Caitlyn to enter, which she more than happily does. However, as she passes by the K-pop star, she can't help but feel a pair of close-watching eyes scan up and across her entire form, making her slightly nervous. Going inside the tour bus, Caitlyn found that it looked just as big on the inside as it did on the outside, with her first walking into what looked like an entire office. "Wow, this is.... Um.... Quite large." Caitlyn says as she gets a look around. Akali, for her part, lets out a low chuckle. "Yeah, I guess you could say something like that." Sounding a little amused by what Caitlyn said. "So, This is the part where I ask you some of my most burning questions, right?" Caitlyn asks, glancing an eye over toward Akali. Watching her as she leans back on her desk. "Probably, although...." Akali starts, causing Caitlyn to turn and face her fully. "Maybe it'd be better if we did this in a much more comfortable place?" The idol popstar offers, raising a curious eyebrow at the undercover police officer. "Sure. That sounds good." Caitlyn responds. She had gotten this far. She couldn't mess things up now. "Great!" Akali practically jumps at her words as she walks over to a door on the far side of the office. "How about in here?" Akali says as she opens it, revealing an entire bedroom to be on the other side. "Think this might be comfortable enough for us." Caitlyn was slightly nervous at this, but not yet deterred, so after taking a moment to calm herself, she says, "That looks.... Great." Before she approaches the door, only to feel Akali's firm hand place itself on her lower back and softly push her inside. Littered across the floor were various bras, panties, jackets, shirts, and just general pieces of clothes all over the place. "Hope you don't mind the mess. Being a worldwide known popstar can be quite the busy work." Akali says, stepping into the room and closing the door behind her. "Perfectly understandable. When your music is so well acclaimed, you always want to make sure that you're able to provide your fans with what they want." Caitlyn starts, examining the room to see if she can pick up any sort of clue trail that might lead her somewhere. "Yeah, totally! Just listening to it always makes me so pumped up. Oh! You wanna listen to some music that hasn't been put out there yet?" "Well, I don't want you to get into any trouble." Caitlyn chuckles awkwardly as she watches the pop star reach into her pocket and pull out her phone. Rather than listen to music she wasn't the biggest fan of, Caitlyn was hoping to keep things on track. "Nah, girl, it's fine. Consider it a little treat." Akali says before pressing something on her phone, causing the entire bus to fill with music. Nearly deafening Caitlyn as she grimaced at just how loud it was. At the same time, she fought back the urge to cover her ears with her hands. The beats from the song seemed to rattle the entire bus, astonishing Caitlyn as to how someone like Akali hadn't have gone deaf if she listened to the music at such a volume regularly. All before flinching as a woman's voice started rapping in Korean, sounding just loud enough that it felt like she was shouting directly into the undercover officer's ear. "W-Well, I-I was hoping we could get to my questions!" Caitlyn tries to shout over the music. "Yeah, it's pretty great, huh?" Akali smiles, bobbing her head to the track that was playing as she clearly didn't hear what Caitlyn said. "N-No! I-I was talking about my questions!" Caitlyn shouts again, pushing her vocal cords even further. Luckily, it seemed to have the right effect as Akali's smile turned slightly confused before she looked down toward her phone and flicked down the volume if ever so slightly enough that she could fully hear what Caitlyn had to say. "Sorry, what was that?" Akali asks. "I said," Caitlyn stops to sigh slightly. "I was hoping we could get to my questions?" She finally says, the music still going loud. At this revelation, Akali looks slightly confused and then disappointed. "Ah, yeah. Your questions." The pop star says, tossing her phone to the side as she turns around to face away from Caitlyn, looking down toward the ground. Her reaction quickly causes the undercover police officer to worry that she said something wrong. But rather quickly, the pop star, with a mischievous grin, turns around and suddenly shoves Caitlyn onto the bed. "We could do that, but maybe we could do something a little bit more fun?" The idol grins before crawling onto the mattress herself. Ok. Suffice it to say that this may not be going in the direction Caitlyn may have hoped for. But that's alright. She still had Vi on the line to help her. "A-Are you sure? I-I mean, the weather sure is great." Caitlyn says into her communicator. Only to get no response. Oh, no. No, no, no, no. Why now, of all times? Maybe her message didn't go through? "I-I said, t-the weather sure is great." Caitlyn says nervously as, at this point, Akali was practically on top of her. "Wasn't it raining all day today?" Akali chuckles with a sly grin before she begins lowering her face down toward Caitlyn's. ---- Vi had turned off her communicator the moment she entered the bathroom. She didn't have to go. She just more or less wanted to get away from the hustle and bustle of the concert hall stadium out there, with it still being lively as ever, even after the show ended twenty minutes ago. Luckily, the bathroom she had found was fairly tucked away. It was probably meant to be for employees only, but as long as she stayed in there with the door locked, nobody would have to know. Sitting down on the toilet, Vi rolled her neck around, a sigh leaving her lips as she looked around the semi-small room. A part of her wondered if it would've been immature to admit it, but she was feeling pretty bored, which led her to feel some regret that she had let Caitlyn talk her into coming to this thing. But they were friends, and it was the least she could do if Cupcake was going to be doing most of the leg work. However, almost as if purposely stirring her from her thoughts, there's a knock on the bathroom door. "Yo, it's occupied." Vi calls out, not willing to give up the only isolated place she found in this place. "Is it occupied to me?" A familiar voice calls out from behind the door, causing Vi to snap her head toward it. Walking over, Vi quickly opens the door and comes face to face with the woman from before. Not exactly the last person she wanted to see. "And here I thought you were going to leave me feeling disappointed." Vi smirks before opening the door wider to let her inside. "Well, I've always been known to be quite the tease." The woman responds as she strides into the bathroom. "Is that right?" Vi says, reclosing the bathroom door before turning to face her before suddenly reaching out and pulling her into her arms, bringing their faces close together. Something that neither of them seemed to mind as they both fully took each other in. "I should make you pay for that then." Vi says, smiling, before finally bringing both her lips and the lips of the mysterious woman together. ---- "O-Oh, O-Ok." Caitlyn stutters nervously, grimacing as Akali licks the side of her neck before planting a series of small kisses across it. At the same time, the idol's hand pawed and groped at her chest, squeezing her almost painfully. All the while, the loud K-pop music still continued to play, making it hard for Caitlyn to think. Every second that went by, things only got worse and worse for her. The pop star was becoming increasingly more forward, and the undercover officer wasn't sure how much more she would be able to take before it would all be too much for her. "Y-You think this might be getting a l-little too intimate? I mean, we're in a tour bus right outside the stadium." Caitlyn says, trying to hopefully direct her partner to her rapidly worsening situation if the fact she didn't know her location was the issue for her late coming rescue. "Nah, this entire bus is soundproofed. Perfect for occasions like this." Akali explains inbetween kissing and sucking on Caitlyn's neck before her other hand, the one that wasn't groping up her breasts begins to slip down between the officer's legs, causing her nerves to shoot up through the roof. "W-Woah, h-hey!" Caitlyn tries to pull away, but Akali keeps going. Kissing the uncomfortable woman deeply as her hand began to paw and rub at her crotch, becoming more and more aggressive and making the officer try and figure out how she might manage to pull herself out of this situation she was in. She wanted to say something, but the most that came out of her mouth were nervous whimpers and moans, something that seemed to push Akali forward even further with her advances. Leaving Caitlyn feeling like she was practically melting under her touch. "O-Oh, oh, m-my." Caitlyn stutters out, wishing that she had the ability to reveal who she actually was and turn things around rather than having to be resigned to wait for her absentee partner to come in and help her out with what was going on. For her part, Akali chuckles at the noises Caitlyn is making. "See, all you needed to do was just relax." The popstar assures her, not helping the woman beneath her feel better in the slightest as she begins pushing her down further onto the bed. "You paid a lot of money for this chance, right? So let me show you what an idol can do." Akali says. "But! L-Let's just wait a s-second!" Caitlyn says, finally managing to push the woman off her as she just then remembers why she was there in the first place. Something that might provide her the perfect opportunity to get what she was hoping to receive. Akali looked at her inquisitively, finally willing to listen to what she had to say, which told Caitlyn it was now or never. "I-I heard.... T-Through some friends, that you might have some, uh.... firepower to play with?" Caitlyn stammers through her sentence. She wished she could've made it sound a whole lot better than it did, along with being able to change out some of the vocabulary she used. But given what she was going through, it was the best she could come up with. Plus, it might hopefully lead Akali to tell Caitlyn some information about the arms dealers she was definitely tied to. But, for how messy it all seemed, her words seemed to have the right effect, with Akali's face changing from curiousness to confusion and then ultimately landing on amusement before she pulled away. Giving Caitlyn the space that she very much needed. "Ah, that." Akali chuckles as she turns around from Caitlyn. "You honestly should've just said so. It's honestly a well-known secret with fans, isn't it?" Akali asks, intriguing Caitlyn with every word that comes out of her mouth as she learns more and more about what is going on. How deep did all of this go? So, this criminal enterprise is tied to the whole fanbase of K/DA? This was becoming a whole lot bigger than she was expecting. She thought she might blow the pants off of her superiors when she came back with such vital information, but now, a part of Caitlyn felt she might even bring the whole roof down. But those hopeful thoughts of her future turn into confusion as she sees Akali begin to mess with her pants, unzipping them before turning around. "Here's your firepower for ya!" Akali says, revealing a long cock between her legs. At that moment, now more than ever, Caitlyn desperately wanted to know where her partner was to help her. ---- "Oh, yeah. That's good, real good." Vi smiles, leaning against the bathroom sink while looking down at the woman bobbing her head up and down her cock. Expertly taking the entire thing into her mouth and down her throat with perfect precision that got her going in all the best ways. Her throat was so tight and warm. Squeezing her rock-hard member so firmly that it made Vi never want to leave her mouth due to how comfortable it was. Even as the woman beneath her, someone whose name she still didn't even know, painted her lips with saliva while also leaving behind black streaks of her lipstick across her member. Reaching up, the woman began to fondle Vi's balls, adding a whole new world of pleasure to things for the supposedly professional police officer. While it was pretty clear protocol went against stuff like this, Vi wasn't against the idea of letting her hair down, in a way and having some fun. The life of a police officer was a stressful one. Having to deal with a whole series of different kinds of criminals. So, what was wrong with her receiving some special treatment from an honestly gorgeous woman while on duty? Biting her lower lip, Vi reached out a hand and brushed it through the woman's soft hair, helping her speed up just a little bit while still leaving most of the work to her. Sucking and slurping down on and across her cock while she used her hand to massage her thick cum-filled balls. Eventually, the woman moves her hand away from Vi's testicles, leaving the latter of the two to feel slightly disappointed for a moment. Before that feeling soon turned into confusion and then enjoyment as the woman then steadied herself, grabbed hold of Vi's muscled and toned thighs, and began to push and pull her head back and down across her cock in a faster yet also still controlled rate. She even went so far as to hold her nose up against Vi's waist, extend her soft, wet tongue out from her mouth, and begin to lick her cum churning dangling orbs, steadily giving them that spit shine the woman had painted across the rest of Vi's thick cock. "I know we just met and all, but I think I might be in love with you." Vi says, groaning slightly while really just enjoying herself. Finding amusement in the comment, the woman chuckles, sending pleasurable vibrations through the cock still down her throat. Then, taking all the time she needs, the mysterious woman slowly begins to pull her head back, retracting the entirety of Vi's cock out of her mouth before swiftly grabbing hold of it and slapping it across her face. "That's sweet and all, but I don't think you got all those tattoos from being a kind and gentle person." The woman comments with a smile, her warm breath brushing up against Vi's member as her eyes flicker up toward the officer's strong, muscled forearms, painted in various designs that Vi had gotten over the years. "You sure you want that? I'm just saying, I can get pretty rough." Vi remarks, raising a curious eyebrow at the woman. "Yes. Give to me as hard as you can." The woman says, completely willing to go through whatever Vi has in store for her. "Eh, well, don't say I never warned you." Vi says before her hand suddenly goes down on top of the woman's head, grabbing a bundle of her hair into a tight fist and harshly wrenching her head forward down her cock. Slamming her cock down the woman's throat. "Still wanna go through with this?" Vi asks, just wanting to make sure. Unable to really say anything for quite obvious reasons, the most the woman can do is flash a thumbs up toward Vi. Vi shrugged her shoulders. If she was fine with it, who was she to stop? The officer then resumes absolutely pounding the woman's throat, swinging her hips hard against her face while strongly tugging her head back and forth across her cock. Her thick balls also began to slap loudly against her chin, the sound from which soon mixed with the slightly audible wet gurgling coming from the woman's clogged throat. And yet, despite it all, there wasn't really all that much of a mess coming out of the woman's mouth, even as Vi threw her hips back and forth into her face in a seemingly never-ending, increasingly brutal fashion. It was an impressive feat, but something Vi wasn't really all that focused on at the moment, her mind only going forward with the pleasure she could get from the woman's mouth being the main thing in the front of her thoughts. Along with that, a part of her was curious to see how far she could push this. It wasn't every day she'd get the chance to really go all out and put more work into something like this. She was a strong woman, that much was certain, and as a result, she had to hold back a good chunk of the time. So it was quite the treat when Vi was able to come across someone willing to take whatever she threw at them, no matter how rough it might be. However, while this strange woman might say that she's for the more extreme side of things, being able to actually go through with it was on an entirely different level when you compare the two. But, hey, Vi did warn her after all. However, all things considered, she'd be willing to slow things down if she ever requested. ---- Caitlyn sat nervously on the edge of the bed, staring down the head of the massive cock before her. She didn't know what to do. At worst, she thought she was going to be touched by the pop star, but this was beyond anything she expected. "Let's start things off simple with a BJ. Simple enough thing for someone like you to do." Akali asks, snapping Caitlyn out of her thoughts as she stroked herself off, getting herself ready for what she expected from the skittish woman before her. "B-But m-maybe this isn't what I really had in mind when I came to visit you." Caitlyn says. "Surely we can just talk about things like normal everyday people?" Caitlyn continues to deter the aroused celebrity idol before her. Hoping by some chance that her words might have some effect on calming her. "Come on, you don't gotta be such a square. All my fans live for the chance to suck me off." Akali says, pushing herself forward even more and rubbing her member up against the side of Caitlyn's face. "You know how to do that, right?" Akali comments, sounding slightly more irritated than before. "Y-Yes, w-well, um-mphhm." The moment the word yes leaves Caitlyn's mouth, Akali leans forward and presses the head of her cock against her sealed lips, smearing them with the salty pre-cum that began to ooze out of her bulbous tip. At the same time, she managed to get some of the fluid into her mouth, forcing the undercover officer to taste some of the warm, gooey liquid, nearly making her cough and gag in the process. "If you don't know how, I'll just have to teach you." Akali explains, continuing to press the head of her cock up against Caitlyn's lips. "First things first, open, your, slutty, mouth!" Akali goes on to say as she punctuates each of her words with a thrust that attempts to get past the barrier in front of them. The last thing Caitlyn wanted was that thing past her lips, but Akali's persistent thrusting was proving more strong than she had expected. So, sure enough, with a final strong push of her hips, the head of the pop star's cock finally manages to hit its target and get past her lips. But instead of slamming her way down Caitlyn's throat, she only put about a quarter of her member in her mouth, still quite a lot, all things considered, given the length and girth of the entire cock. "There you go, all you needed was the right push. Now, get to work." Akali says, sounding slightly demanding as Caitlyn looks up at her nervously. "I know I'm big and all, but just staring at me isn't going to make it any better for you." Akali comments, laying it clear for her. For her part, Caitlyn looked down at Akali's waist. She'd never tell anyone at work about this. At most, she'd let Vi in about this whole horrible ordeal. She'd take the teasing from her, but she wouldn't be willing to receive the awkward looks and glances from her co-workers. So, in a feeling of complete and total reluctance, Caitlyn resigned herself to what she was about to do. She had seen images and videos of what someone in her position was supposed to do, with it being research and nothing else. Although, now that she was where she was currently, Caitlyn figured that this wouldn't be such an easy task to accomplish. The undercover officer was.... Not the most experienced in this regard. She never had the most time for relationships, and during the times she had found a special someone, it hadn't progressed far beyond anything serious. Far below the kind of treatment she was getting from Akali now. But with the cock now in her mouth, Caitlyn noticed something rather quickly that off put her from what she was doing. That thing being a rather salty bitter taste, along with a general smell that made her already difficult breathing situation much harder. "Sorry about the taste and smell. The lights on stage can really burn you up." Akali apologizes, not sounding all that sorry as she reveals the strange acrid taste to be none other than sweat and just general musk that was now assaulting her senses. It was an honestly disgusting revelation for the undercover officer, who almost just about pulled her head back. Only to stop herself as she remembered what she had to do here. Something that she wasn't eager to accomplish but still an action that was necessary for the mission, hopefully, for her sake and a general mental well-being she was struggling to maintain and keep up with. But nevertheless, Caitlyn slowly managed to push her head down. Taking in just a little bit more of Akali's massive cock, all the while beginning to softly suck and slurp on it. A feat that sent a strange sense of pride through her. Something that made her feel a fair amount of shame. But this was all just a first step in hopefully satisfying the pop star before her. So, remembering the research that she had looked into, Caitlyn pushed herself further. Sucking and slurping on Akali's cock harder and faster. She even reached out a hand and began to stroke at the part of her member that wasn't in her mouth. Gradually making the undercover police officer feel like she was slowly starting to get the hang of things as she grew more confident with her work. Eventually, Caitlyn knew she'd get one over Akali. That she'd give the pop star the best blowjob of her life, knocking the idol completely off her feet with the pleasure that she could offer her. Utterly distorting and changing her idea of arousal from the ground up and making her only crave the feelings that came as she had her cock sucked by someone so skilled and proficient in their ability. Then, once all is said and done, the idol would be practically begging her to take her to the police, where she, Caitlyn, an undercover police officer professional, would take a personal interview with the celebrity. Leaving Akali to reveal all the details of the criminal operation she was definitely involved in. Jumpstarting her career into a new world of possibilities. "You really suck at this." Akali sighs, sounding utterly and totally bored with what Caitlyn is giving her before seizing the undercover officer by her hair in a white knuckle grip. "You should have just told me you didn't know how to suck cock. Now I gotta put in all the work to make sure you actually do this right." Akali says before thrusting the rest of her cock directly down Caitlyn's throat. Steadily, the lack of air in her lungs began to take effect on her, and her strength began to wane, with her eyes starting to roll into the back of her head while the corners of her vision began to blur, giving Akali a perfect chance to start reaming her throat at a blitzing speed. Giving Caitlyn the oxygen that she needed, but in only short bursts that were hard to actually grasp. "Oh, yeah, this is so much better than what you were doing before." Akali comments, sounding much happier with what is happening as she slams her hips back and forth into Caitlyn's face, coating her entire cock with the undercover officer's spit and flem while thumbing her nose up against her waist as her thick cum filled balls slapped her chin before they were eventually covered with the same gooey liquid that was gurgling out of her mouth. This wasn't good. Probably a whole worse than just that. Caitlyn thought she was in control, but in a few swift moments, Akali had snatched that away from her and was now brutally fucking her throat. Giving her little to no time to breathe, causing her eyes to become red and well up with tears as she tried to get the pop star to slow down in the least, whether it'd be by slamming her hands up against her thighs or even just pulling and pushing herself away from her. But none of that actually worked, as the idol didn't even seem to care about how Caitlyn was doing, focusing more on what her mouth and throat could provide for her in terms of pleasure, leading the pop star to pound it to such an abhorrently and endlessly degree instead of the undercover officer herself. Simultaneously becoming harder and faster with her thrusting to such a heavy and endless degree as each second passed to the other and then the next. Leaving Caitlyn in just a general feeling of disarray as she felt dizzy and found it hard to think while her head slammed back and forth across such a massive rod of meat. Scouring and enjoying every single part of her wet, warm maw. At the same time, the music, which by all means was still extremely loud, boomed throughout the bus. Banging its way into the undercover officer's head the same way Akali fucked her face, hard, rough, and fast with no semblance of mercy for her senses. The mess was also getting worse, as the spit and flem that Akali managed to fuck out of Caitlyn's mouth began to also ooze out of her nose, adding to the general amount that was spilling down and splattering against the undercover officer's breasts in thick gooey messes. Leaving her to look like a dirty whore as the pop star showed no signs of stopping or even just slowing down in the slightest. In fact, she only seemed to continue going faster. "Think you can handle it if I go deeper?" Akali asks, something that Caitlyn couldn't reasonably respond to due to the former's cock currently plugging up the latter's throat and mouth. "Ah, course you can. You're a true fan, after all." Akali says before pulling back hard on the undercover officer's hair, causing her to look up and giving the idol a perfect chance to fuck her member directly down her throat. At that point, it was all a blur to Caitlyn. Akali's hips were moving so fast and at such a blinding speed that it was hard to keep up. All she did know, however, was her mouth and throat were being utterly and entirely destroyed by the pop star's fat cock. Whose pace seemed to increase even more now with the added freedom to really get her massive member down into her gullet. Suddenly, however, with one last surge of speed from her hips and thrusting, Akali goes down one last time but stays there. Confusing the quite dazed Caitlyn, who wondered if she was finally going to get a break. Only to have those hopes swiftly dash as she begins to feel hot sticky cum launch itself out from the head of the pop star's cock and fire its way down her throat and into her stomach. For so long, Caitlyn had to sit there, still gurgling wetly around the cock lodged down her throat as Akali dumped load after load down her throat. Providing a seemingly never-ending amount of the salty, gooey batter that she force-fed to the undercover police officer. Her balls even twitched and spasmed from getting rid of such a large amount. Eventually, while still shooting out loads, Akali begins to pull back, finally releasing her member from the confines of Caitlyn's mouth. Not before making sure to shoot a few more bits of cum across the undercover police officer's tongue, forcing her to really taste the liquid while also filling her mouth up to the point that it even began to leak out of her nose. "You better swallow that. Not a lot of women out there can say they've had the pleasure of having me in their mouth." Akali warns, sounding increasingly menacing as she pulls the rest of her member out of Caitlyn's maw, leaving her with a mouth full of cum. She didn't want to swallow it. She really didn't. But given how bad things had gotten, Caitlyn didn't want to risk making things even more worse than they already were. So, with a heavy and reluctant heart, the undercover police officer chokes down the liquid. She fought so hard against the urge to spit it out, even as her body and parts of her mind begged her to. But, ultimately, with a tremendous amount of effort and mental discipline, she manages to get it all down. Now that her mouth was finally clear, Caitlyn then took the chance to take in delicious gulps of air into her lungs. It was such a great relief. So good, as a matter of fact, that she, just for a second, forgot the situation she now found herself in. But after taking the time to compose herself, her still bloodshot and tear-filled eyes looked up toward Akali. "A-Are w-we done?" Caitlyn asks hopefully, thinking that this might now be over. For her part, Akali only laughs. "Girl, we aren't even halfway through yet." Akali explains before she begins to approach Caitlyn again. Now more than ever, Caitlyn was desperate to know where her missing partner was. ---- "Still good down there?" Vi asks as she continues to throat fuck the woman beneath her. Her muscled hips pistoning back and forth as they slammed into her face, continuing to show no signs of mercy in the slightest with just how fast she was moving. All the while still using a hand to yank and pull her head back and forth, leading to her going at a general speed Vi found a lot more enjoyable. And yet, despite it all, the woman gives her a thumbs up, even as she choked on Vi's cock as it barreled to and from her throat. In response, Vi simply shrugged her shoulders before picking up her pace even more. Her thick, full balls clapping even louder against the woman's chin. As a result, making their contents become more and more eager to be released down her throat. Something that Vi would see to eventually, but for the time being, she just wanted to enjoy this woman's throat. Someone whose name she still didn't even know after they'd gotten this intimate with each other. But that didn't matter, not to her, at least. All the police officer really cared about or really had her mind focused on was the mouth she had on her and how it squeezed expertly around her cock. The mysterious woman even continued to suck on her member as it rocketed in and out of her gullet. Something she honestly didn't even really need to do, if Vi was being honest, although she was not someone to really mind about things like that, especially with how good it felt. Having a tight and warm thing stretch and accommodate being wrapped around such a massive member, it was all practically perfect. Even as Vi got rougher and rougher by the second, the woman still continued to take it all with a degree of skill that the officer hadn't ever really seen from that many previous partners. There still wasn't even all that much of a mess coming from her mouth as Vi fucked it. Sure, her lips and the general area surrounding them were pretty much entirely coated with slick spit and flem. But none of that ever really seemed to fall down her face, even as Vi quite literally pounded her cock into her gullet in a brutal and harsh way. Which only enhanced the experience for Vi. It wasn't every day she had an experienced cock sucker's lips wrapped around her dick, so she was going to do everything she possibly could to fully enjoy herself, no matter how rough it meant she'd get. But after being at it for so long, getting closer and closer to her peak, Vi's cock was ready to go. And that it did as in one final thrust down the woman's throat, it begins to unload blast after blast of thick sprays of cum. Shooting directly down into the woman's stomach. However, instead of being overwhelmed by such a thick volley of fluid, the woman expertly gulps it all down, all the while still continuing to suck and slurp across the entire thing. Stimulating Vi's cock even further to shoot more cum in her mouth. With every passing second, Vi was having a better and better time. She had already put together that this woman had a good throat and mouth on her, but for her to go this far with it, the experience was just something surely amazing for the officer. And to think, this entire thing had all started from a chance and random meeting at the concert hall's bar. Releasing the woman's head, she slowly pulled her head back, accentuating the entire process with a pop of her lips once she removed the head of Vi's cock from her mouth. A nice final touch if Vi herself had anything to comment on besides the fantastic blowjob she just received. "So, how'd you like that?" The mysterious woman asks, continuing to rub Vi's still spit-slick cock across her face. Even after having her throat totally fucked and ravaged, she still seemed to be just as ready and rearing to go as ever. The officer had truly found someone special here, hadn't she? A person willing to go all the extra miles and then back. "Better than the treatment I usually get." Vi smirks, feeling her cock already start to become rearoused at that point as she looks down at the smiling woman beneath her. She felt as her warm, bated breath brushed up against her rigid member. "I can imagine. All those sluts trying to choke down such a thick cock, only for them to try and test their ability by letting you go all out, leading to them getting their throat fucked into oblivion." The woman says, almost like she was working herself up as she went on. "Oh, but I'm sure you know at this point that there's more to it than that." Vi smiles as she helps the woman to her feet. Sure, she might've been able to take her cock down her throat with ease, but there was still another field that the officer had an interest in testing. "But I guess that really depends on you, doesn't it?" The woman asks, leaning in close toward Vi until their faces are inches apart from each other. "You might've proven yourself confident at first, but I do wonder if that enthusiasm can last." At that, Vi quickly grabs the woman and turns her around, facing her toward the toilet. "If that was rough, get ready for this." Vi smirks before her hand drags itself down the woman's back, leading to the hem of her pants, which she quickly pulls down along with her panties. Her rough fingers then brush up against her pussy, leading her to find the area completely soaked. "You really are a slut aren't you?" Vi says into the woman's ear. "Only for those who I know can give me a good time." The woman responds, biting her lower lip and shivering slightly as Vi inserts a digit past her folds. Her wet pussy squeezes the finger tightly in response while it becomes even more wet. Oh, yeah, this was going to be good. Sliding her finger back and forth, Vi continued to get a better and better feel of the woman's inner folds. Eventually, the officer feels so bold enough to insert another finger inside her, causing the woman to gasp but not leading her to pull away. "I think we're ready to go." Vi comments. With her cock still covered in a layer of spit and given how wet the woman's crotch was, her words seemed to ring true as the officer began angling her hips so that the head of her cock was pressing up against the woman's sexually aroused and excited entrance. Slowly, Vi pushes herself inside, the soft yet also tight wetness of the woman's inner folds enticing her to push herself deeper and deeper inside her. A part of her wanted to slam her hips forward, spearing her cock into her pussy, but where would the romance be in that? As the officer continued to travel her cock into the woman, the woman herself let out a long, drawn-out moan, obviously enjoying herself as much as Vi was, as her pussy shuttered and quaked around the massive member going further inside her. "C'mon, give it to me." The woman goads and Vi does just that. Pushing in more and more of her cock into her with every passing second, slowly sinking her hips forward more and more until finally, their bodies finally meet, causing the woman to let out a moan. Now that she was fully inside her, Vi took a moment to really enjoy where she was. The woman was tight, perfectly so in all the best ways imaginable. And the officer just wanted to get a feel for it all, leading to her sliding her hands down and grabbing her rear firmly. So plump and tender, perfect for what Vi had in mind. Then, with an almost painfully slow movement speed, the officer begins to pull back her hips. Dragging her cock back the way it entered, only stopping once the head was poking inside her. All of this soon eventually leads to Vi slamming her hips back forward, stuffing her cock deep inside the woman. "Oh, yes!" The woman practically screams in the bathroom, throwing her head back in pleasure as her pussy clenches down tightly around Vi's massive thick cock. Twitching and moving in all the most arousing ways possible for the officer to enjoy and become more invigorated from. While Vi took her time, it didn't take her long to find the right rhythm that suited her. Building up to it steadily, starting off slow and increasing in speed so that her hips pounded against the woman's harder and harder, filling her with her massive member. And throughout it all, the woman's pussy felt fantastic. Perfectly tight, warm, and wet as Vi slid her cock through, going deeper inside her. Far enough to the point that the head of her cock started to ram against the entrance to her womb. Vi was always happy when she made her partners go crazy. She was well-gifted and knew it. And this woman was no different from others she'd spent certain intimate periods of time with, moaning and generally just enjoying herself as the officer sped up her thrusting by the second, building to a harsher and more rapid pace. Her toned hips smashing up against the woman's plump own, causing that supple flesh to ripple as she drove her cock deep into her, showing her how far she was willing to go for her pleasure. Not that neither of them seemed to really mind what she was doing. Going faster and faster, causing the woman's pussy to leak more slick honey across her length. Going harder and faster, Vi's hips sped up continuously. With the officer seemingly had no peek speed to speak of as she fucked the woman's pussy with her thick and rigid cock. Splitting her soaking wet inner folds as she pounded back and forth. But, eventually, with one final hard thrust that slammed her hips forward one last time, Vi's cock erupted into a torrent of cum that shot up directly into the womb of the woman before her, the sensation of which caused the latter of the two of them to orgasm herself, screaming out a moan as her pussy sprays out a wave of fluids down and across the officer's massive member. Both now covered in a slight sheen of sweat, Vi lets out a huff as she begins to pull herself out. A part of her almost didn't want to leave as the woman's pussy beckoned her cock to keep fucking her. Nevertheless, Vi pulls herself out, not before spraying a few more thick loads across her rear for good measure. "Don't tell me, whew, that's all you got." The woman pants, cautiously moving to turn around and face Vi. "What do you think?" The officer smirks back, raising an eyebrow at the woman before her as her cock begins to grow hard once again. With an opportunity like this, Vi was going to savor as much as she possibly could. She was able to fully go all out in all the ways that she loved to do while also being able to really pleasure herself in each and every way that she wanted. However, a part of her wondered if she should go and check on her partner. But as the woman seemed raring to go again, she figured Caitlyn could last a little bit longer by herself. She was one of the most capable people she knew, after all. ---- "P-Please, c-can we talk for a second?!" Caitlyn asks as Akali finger fucks her pussy. The once proud officer's head trapped underneath the popstar's rear as the idol holds her lower half up to her face and repeatedly thrusts her fingers into Caitlyn's folds. Not slowing down for a single second. "Chill, this is only meant to help you relax." Akali responds, rolling her eyes with a smirk on her face as she continues to finger Caitlyn's pussy, leaving her gentiles a soaking wet and watery mess as her digits seem to touch all the right places that end up driving the woman beneath her crazy with reluctant pleasure. Things weren't.... Exactly going to plan at that moment. That much was very evident as Caitlyn had lost some, if not all, control over the current situation that she found herself in. The idol was just proving herself to be far more forward than the officer was able to really handle. Something that made everything almost far more humiliating for her, considering the fact that Caitlyn had been able to go toe-to-toe with well-known criminal organizations only to meet her match in the form of an overly sexually aggressive K-pop idol. The undercover officer knew plenty of ways to get out of her current situation. She was well-trained in a variety of forms of martial arts. But as Akali's fingers slipped deep in and out of her pussy, Caitlyn's mind was unable to truly get a grasp on things that were happening, even as she had to turn her head to the side to avoid the idol sitting on her face. But still, her plump rear pushed firmly down on her. If her mother could see her now, she could only imagine the look of disgust on her face as she saw her daughter getting played with like some sort of whore. Which made her want to fight what was happening, but she was well and truly trapped where she was, gasping and moaning as Akali's fingers played her pussy. Slowly but surely, the pop star was drawing the orgasm out of Caitlyn. A well and truly horrifying prospect, to say the least, for the undercover officer as she tried to fight off what was happening. But anything that left her lips was almost either a moan or a variation of such as the idol was so effectively able to finger her pussy in ways that Caitlyn didn't even think was possible. The massive amounts of pleasure blooming out through her core and building up throughout her entire body was all too much for someone like her to handle. Finally, though, it all came to a head as Caitlyn herself came. "OOOOOOOOOoooooooooh!" A moan tears itself out from her lips as her pussy sprays out a wave of fluid, but Akali still continues to finger her. Driving her senses even further over the edge as the undercover officer could barely hold herself together at that point. "There we go, let it out, let it all out." Akali mutters, smirking slightly as her fingers continue to work, not giving Caitlyn a single moment to rest from the pleasure she was giving her. Pushing the undercover officer to where her eyes begin to roll into the back of her head as her vision also begins to go blurry around its edges. But before Caitlyn could pass out, Akali finally stopped, pulling her now-soaked fingers from the undercover officer's finger fucked cunt, leaving the pop star to release her fully and allow her lower half to fall limply onto the bed. Caitlyn's energy was well and truly sapped at that point. Everything below her face was practically numb after receiving such a large amount of stimulation. She wasn't inexperienced in that regard. Like any other woman, the undercover officer explored her body when she grew curious about it. But what Akali did, that was far and beyond anything she was usually used to doing. However, now that she's done, Akali shifts her wait and gets off of Caitlyn, not before making sure to look down at the undercover officer's face. The idol always loved getting a look at those she finger-blasted so vigorously. Their absolutely drained yet also pleasured expressions it was quite the treat to always take in. And it seemed like Caitlyn wasn't any different. She looked barely conscious, but Akali knew she was still in there. How could she not be? Fans like her would hate to have passed out before having fun with their beloved idol. For a moment, just a brief second in time, Caitlyn forgot where she was. And, to be fair, it all felt like a dream. Sure, the circumstances made some sort of sense in her head as she repeatedly ran over them. But where she was now, what she was going through, that couldn't possibly be the case, right? She wouldn't really let herself get into such a situation. But before Caitlyn could ponder further on her current condition, a pair of strange fingers plugged themselves into her mouth. Causing the undercover police officer to retch and gag as they practically pressed into her throat with how far they were trying to go. "After all that training we did with your mouth." Akali sighs, sounding disappointed. "Well, in any case, make sure you get my fingers nice and clean, bitch." The pop star says as she tries to use Caitlyn's mouth to clean off her honey-slick fingers. It wasn't pleasant, having a pair of fingers covered with her own juices swirl around her mouth. But it did bring her back to her current situation. But whether or not that was a good or bad thing at this point was difficult for Caitlyn to tell. Then, just as roughly as she shoved them in, Akali pulled her fingers out of Caitlyn's mouth, causing the undercover police officer to cough and sputter wetly. Thankfully, the popstar didn't keep any appendage inside her mouth as long as she did prior. Caitlyn really wanted to drop the whole facade at that point. None of what was going on was going to plan in the least. But an annoying nagging feeling deep inside herself told her that she might still have the chance to turn all of this around in her favor. She could call it quits now. Come up with some sort of useful excuse that could get her out of there. Nobody would blame her for that. And yet, some defiant part of her still wasn't fully deterred from her goal of getting the information that she wanted. "Yo, we gonna keep going or what?" Akali inquires, looking down at Caitlyn with an expectant expression, which tells the undercover officer that if there was any time to hopefully change things, now would be the time to do just that. "Um, m-maybe we could t-take a little break?" Caitlyn asks, coughing slightly as she turns on the bed to face Akali, attempting to flash a convincing smile all the while. Hopeful that she might be able to get things going on the right track again. Unfortunately, however, Caitlyn's words seem to be entirely for naught as the pop star pushes her back down. "Come on, after everything I did for you, your tellin' me you aren't down to have some real fun?" Akali asks as her hands gravitate down toward the undercover police officer's thighs. "But- Woah!" Before Caitlyn could say anything to change the course of what was going on, Akali quickly pushed the undercover officer's legs up to the sides of her head, leaving her pussy, still ripe and tender after receiving such a fingering, ready for whatever the idol had planned. "Bitches around the world would do anything to be in the position you're in now. So you better be grateful for what I'm about to do." Akali says as she lines up the head of her hard cock with the entrance to Caitlyn's anxious yet also aroused pussy. "P-Please, c-can we just wait a second before doing anything- RASH!" Caitlyn tries to plead with the aroused pop star, but at that point, the idol wasn't really in the mood to listen to anything that she had to say. And so, as a result, she slams down into the undercover police officer's pussy, spearing her cock all the way inside her until the head bashed up against the entrance to her womb. From there, Akali begins to pound her hips up and down against Caitlyn, quickly finding the fastest rhythm imaginable as she slowly starts to draw another orgasm out of the woman beneath her. After getting her primed and ready with her fingers, the pop star was able to push things farther than the undercover police officer was able to keep up with. Leading to her practically reshaping the inside of her pussy to fit her cock. All the while, the music playing throughout the bus still continued to blast loudly. Nearly drowning out Caitlyn's moans and the sounds of their bodies meeting. But at the pace that Akali was going with the hammering of her hips against the undercover police officer's, she more than made enough sound. If she struggled to say anything while getting finger fucked, any thoughts alone that Caitlyn might've had now were quickly overtaken by the reluctant pleasure coursing throughout her sexually exhausted body. Stimulating even the most farthest reaches of her mind while she struggled to even just mentally stay coherent with what was happening. Akali worked herself like a brutal machine. Holding nothing back from the woman beneath her as she penetrated her deeply with her massive cock. Shoving it down into the deepest, most sensitive recesses of Caitlyn's slick cunny. Pulling out orgasm after orgasm from her as a result. This had to have been some sort of bad dream. It had to be. There was no way Caitlyn would find herself in the position that she was in now. But yet, it was all real. Trapped underneath a K-pop idol celebrity who vigorously and ruthlessly fucked her pussy. But yet, it was all real. Every sensation of being pounded down from above was actually happening. Much to Caitlyn's own humiliation as, despite knowing how wrong everything currently was, her body couldn't help but love every single second of it. It all felt so good. Her pussy wrapped tightly around such a large and thick member. Twitching and squirming warmly around it as it bashed around her insides with an almost reckless abandon. But still, it was doing all the right things in getting Caitlyn's pussy to explode out into another wet orgasm. "Come on, bitch, tell me how much you love it!" Akali shouts, continuing to pump her hips against Caitlyn's. Spearing her cock deep inside her while her thick cum-filled balls repeatedly clap over her rear. Creating the sound of brutal, endless sex. Something which ended up mixing nicely and fittingly with the cries of pleasure that tore themselves out of the undercover police officer's throat. But to answer the idol's question, Akali must've been able to talk in the first place. Something that she wasn't really able to do, with such a massive member slamming itself in and out of her, at this point, thoroughly fucked, and sensitive pussy. It just seemed to never really end. Akali's stamina, she felt like she could go on forever, reshaping the inside of Caitlyn's pussy to fit her cock. A horrifying prospect for the undercover police officer, who was still lost in her world of pleasure. And while all of this was still going on, Vi had yet to make her presence known. Surely, at some point, her partner must've at least wondered where she was. She was only meant to talk to the pop star for upwards of ten minutes at most. Also, while it might've been more than humiliating having her come in at this time and see her in her current state, being brutally fucked by the idol on top of her, if it at all, meant getting her out of her current situation, she would more than happily take it. But as each dragging second went by, and Vi still didn't appear, Caitlyn was left to feel a mixture of overwhelming hopelessness and frustration. She really couldn't even move a muscle at that point. The control Akali had over her body made that more than obvious. However, it was just all becoming more and more ridiculous for the undercover police officer, whose body rolled through orgasm after orgasm, nearly completely numbing her mind with every passing one that burst out of her. Although, it had to end sooner or later. Akali's speed soon led the popstar to her limit, and with one final thrust downward into Caitlyn's pussy, her cock twitched before ultimately unleashing a wave of cum directly into her womb, filling her up completely as the idol still continued to grind her hips against the undercover police officer's. Caitlyn, for what felt like the umpteenth time, cums herself, letting out a scream that just about fills the entire bus before she squirts across Akali's crotch. Pushing her to her absolute limits as her eyes nearly roll into the back of her head while her body goes rigid while under the idol's own. It took a second to really dawn on her. But it wasn't until her body recognized the warm feeling flowing throughout her cunny that she realized that the pop star had just cum inside her. Filling her up completely with her hot, sticky seed that practically seeped out of her. She just came inside her. Akali really did just cum inside her. That horrible thought would've seemed almost offensive to Caitlyn if she were to have thought it at the beginning of the night. And yet, now, on the other hand, it was true. The idol had fucked and filled her like some sort of sex toy. It was well and genuinely horrifying. Caitlyn didn't even recognize when Akali finally pulled out of her. Not until the massive member that had brutally plundered her insides shot out a few final loads across her chest and stomach, painting her with that disgusting fluid and marking her. "Nice, right? Bet you haven't cum that hard in years." Akali comments. And she was right. Caitlyn hadn't had an orgasm, or more specifically, a series of orgasms that ruthless and passionate in what's felt like ages. Not that she wanted something like that in the first place when this maybe not well-thought-out operation began that night. "O-Ok, I think t-that's all I needed to know." Caitlyn chirps up, slowly turning herself to lie on her stomach so that she could crawl off the bed. At this point, this entire thing was a total and complete bust. Leading the undercover police officer to the idea of just leaving. After everything that had happened, Akali was bound to finished in one form or another. "What?! Already?!" Akali asks, looking over at Caitlyn, who still continues to try and pull herself up from her current position. "We still haven't even had some real fun yet." The popstar comments, looking slightly confused and almost offended as she looks at the undercover police officer. Caitlyn could really only guess what that even meant. And even then, she didn't want to have a single part in it. She was done. Received the screwing of a lifetime and was now planning on returning to her partner, head hanging in shame, before ultimately getting completely wasted to forget this even happened in the first place. This whole operation was well and truly an embarrassment. She gained no useful information from the pop star and got fucked for it. Caitlyn just wanted to leave. "No, no, you've done quite enough. I-I just think m-my friend is probably waiting for me to get back and-" But before she can fish out the entirety of her excuse, the idol lays on top of her and hooks her arms around her neck, keeping her in place. "Then I guess they'll have to wait just a little bit longer." Akali whispers into Caitlyn's ear as she then presses the head of her hard cock into the undercover police officer's asshole. "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!" Caitlyn suddenly screams at the top of her lungs as her rear is quickly filled by the pop star's cock. Pushing deep into her sphincter with one hard and harsh thrust. It seemed that after everything they had done together, the K-pop idol's cock was covered in more than enough fluids to allow her entrance into Caitlyn's most sensitive spot. Allowing the celebrity to fully penetrate her with her rock-hard massive member. That wasn't to say that there wasn't still quite the squeeze. The undercover police officer's rear bore down tightly on Akali's cock, nearly milking her for all that she was worth as she traveled down far enough to the point that both of their hips soon met. From there, it didn't take Akali long to find the right rhythm and pace that she was looking for, hard and fast, nothing less for a celebrity with her caber. Pounding herself back and forth as her cock rocketed in and out of Caitlyn's asshole. "Dang, girl, when's the last time you used this booty?" Akali groans into Caitlyn's ear, her words nearly sickening to the undercover police officer as she's rocked back and forth on the bed due to the idol not letting up for a single momentary second. It was all so much. Too much if Caitlyn had anything to say about it besides the moans, groans, and screams that fly out of her lips as Akali plunders her rear. Spearing her engorged member into a place that the undercover police officer had no intentions of exploring, let alone someone else. She always wanted to keep things normal. A little foreplay here, some oral there, ultimately leading to something a lot more intimate and close. So, by no means did she have any plans of having anyone stick anything up her backside, not in any case. So, suffice it to say, everything that was going on was quite a shock to her senses. But the pop star didn't seem to care in the least about how Caitlyn felt about the entire thing. Her thrusting becomes faster and faster by the second, causing the undercover police officer to grit her teeth tightly as her face also grows red from the pressure being shoved up her ass. Feeling her tear down her throat and pussy was hard enough to go through. A part of Caitlyn even felt like Akali had one of the biggest cocks she ever had to go through. But now, feeling her go deep into her ass was something that was on an entirely different level for her. "S-S-S-S-Slow down! P-P-P-P-Please!" The undercover police officer finally manages to chirp up and say after a serious amount of effort. However, whether it be due to her cries being drowned out by the music still playing throughout the bus, or if Akali was just lost in the pleasure, the idol made no intention of heeding Caitlyn's words and just continued to pound away at her heart's content. But, just as Caitlyn couldn't take any more, Akali's speed reached its peak, and with one final thrust downward, the pop star's cock went as deep as it could possibly go inside the undercover police officer's asshole and unleashed a torrent of hot sticky white fluid. Coating every single part of Caitlyn's insides. The undercover police officer herself came her daylights out also at that moment, her body reaching the most that it could possibly take before it let loose. Resulting in her pussy squirting out one last blast of its succulent nectar against Akali's crotch, also being the thing that ultimately pushed Caitlyn's mind over the edge as her body went limp. Letting out a huff, Akali climbs back from the woman beneath her, pulling her cock out of her in the process before the celebrity musical idol gets another look at her work. The satisfying sight of another fan utterly over-fucked by her massive cock, something she always loved to see. Now standing up, Akali stretches herself, massaging and relaxing those muscles and parts of her body after such a vigorous session. But as she looked back down at Caitlyn and noticed her body twitch slightly, she began to feel reinvigorated. "Guess we could go again." ---- Vi stepped out from behind the door and looked around the area outside the bathroom. What had once been a bustling concert hall and stadium had grown a lot more vacant. Not that she really minded if it meant less confused eyes looking at her and the woman still in the bathroom's way. Straightening herself out slightly, the police officer cracked her neck from side to side. A noticeable sheen of sweat adorning her skin from her recent escapades. But that was far less compared to how the woman looked as she finally stepped out of the room behind her. Her once perfectly straightened-out hair looked a lot more messy than before, and her pale skin looked a lot more flush after spending some time with Vi. But for the most part, she seemed fine coming out from the bathroom, stopping only for a single second to straighten herself out one last time. She then reaches into her pocket, pulls out a small piece of paper, and hands it to Vi. On it, as the police officer soon discovers, is none other than a phone number. "Call me sometime." The woman says before flashing one last sly smile at Vi and then departing. "What a night." Vi chuckles to herself, looking down at the piece of paper in her hand before putting it away. This whole thing.... Wait a minute, why was she here again? Oh, right. Caitlyn had dragged her along to this place for some sort of undercover operation. Wait a minute, Caitlyn! A laugh leaves the police officer's lips as she realizes that she totally forgot about her partner and the stuff that she was doing. She was probably wondering where she was after her plan was a total bust. It's a good thing she had the car keys on her when they both went their separate ways. She had a feeling that her most likely angry partner wouldn't be above leaving her behind. Reaching into her pocket, Vi retrieves her earpiece and puts it back in, simultaneously preparing to have her ear chewed off the moment she says anything. "Yo, Cupcake, I'm back. Sorry for the wait. Got held up.... Following some leads." Vi says, expecting anything other than the silence she gets back. "Caitlyn?" Vi asks again. ---- Akali stepped out of her bus, reveling slightly in the cool night air as it caressed her skin before taking a sip out of her drink. Looking around, she saw her stagehands just about finished packing everything up, which was perfectly understandable after such a long night. Soon enough, though, the pop star was greeted by her fellow band members. "Yo! Kali'!" Ahri shouts as she, Evenlynn, and Kai'sa approach her. "You ready to go yet?" The lead of their band asks, looking slightly tired herself. "Pretty much. How'd everything go with you guys?" Akali asks, raising a curious eyebrow. "Oh, you know, the usual. Talked for a little bit, had some fun, and then had some real fun." Evelynn comments, making the rapper roll her eyes. "What about you? How was your time with, 'Ms. Cupcake.'" Kai'sa says, giggling slightly under her breath. "Same as you guys. Had a little fun, did our thing, whatever. She's still in there as a matter of fact." Akali says, pointing a thumb toward her bus. "Really wanna drag her around?" Ahri asks, looking slightly perplexed as she asks her question but more amused than anything else. "I don't know, kinda like her." Akali shrugs. "Can we go now?" The rapper then asks, wanting things to just get moving. From there, the entirety of the band and its crew finished packing everything up, swiftly leaving behind the concert hall. But once they were all gone, the backstage doors harshly burst open as Vi came storming outside. She thought she hadn't been gone for all that long. But now, the next thing she knew, her partner was gone. "How am I going to explain this to her mom?" Vi ponders aloud as she looks around the now completely empty parking lot around her. ---- Wowee! This has been one I've been working on for a while now. I'm glad that I was able to finally get it out, however. I hope you enjoy it!~

Chapter 5 - Night 5

Hannah had every single thing about this night planned out to the absolute t. Not a single thing would happen without her knowing, and when those things did actually happen, she knew exactly how to work against them. Stepping out of her car, Hannah's eyes burned with a bright determination as she made her way over toward the building. If nothing else, this would be the last day she would be working here. But she wouldn't have to rely on that train of thought since she believed, no, she knew she would be getting through this night with an almost expert sort of precision. She was so spurred up to the point that she didn't even take all that much time to change her clothes. The final time she would ever need to do so before making her way to the office. Sitting down behind the desk, Hannah took in a breath of air into her lungs before looking down at the desk. To which she then notices a small note. Picking it up, assuming that it would take the place of the phone call that night since the current condition of the phone girl was questionable at best, Hannah begins to read it. "Just so that you know, the doors are going to be powered off for the night. Sorry for any inconvenience." The note reads, with a small sheepish-looking smiley face next to it. Looking back up, Hannah felt her soul begin to crack and fall away as she sat there. Although, she wouldn't be sitting there for long as an animatronic hand reaches out and grabs her shoulder. ---- It was 1 AM when Cum shot down Hannah's throat in a hot boiling stream of salty synthetic cream. Fredrika currently had the security guard's head in a death grip as she dumped load after load of cum down Hannah's throat. It took a while, but eventually, the robot slowly pulled her cock out from Hannah's gullet, but only after making sure to spray the inside of her mouth with one last load to make sure the security guard was able to taste every single drop of her cum. For her part, Hannah would've coughed and gagged up a storm at the bitter taste. But anything coming out of her mouth would only be shoved back in as Foxy doesn't waste a second in walking over and replacing Fredrika's cock with her own, shoving it deep inside the security guard's mouth before delivering a barrage of wild and vicious thrusts. The animatronic fox even went so far as to step over Hannah's shoulders, creating a smaller space between her cock and the security guard's mouth but allowing her to thrust a lot faster and harder than before. Creating an utterly flem and spit-filled mess across the woman's face as she thrust her robot cock in and out of her throat. ---- It was 2 AM, and Hannah was lying on her back on a table. Her head dangling off one side as Bonnie thrust in and out of it, slapping and smothering her thick blue balls across Hannah's nose and eyes. While on the other side, the security guard, Chica, made quick work of thrusting in and out of her pussy. Her own thick yellow cum filled balls slapped across Hannah's asshole. Taking one of these animatronics' cocks was already hard enough as is. But forcing her to take two at a time was something quite difficult for the security guard. Especially as she was forced to feel herself being stuffed from either side of her body while simultaneously being reamed by both the robot's massive girths. Back and forth, they sawed their cocks in and out of her. Keeping up an extreme and deadly pace as they took plenty of liberties with both Hannah's body and her dignity. Fucking her with a brutal passion and only showing signs of speeding up more and more. "After all this time, hun. You're still tight as ever." Chica remarks, making Hannah hate her more than she already did, while the animatronic delivers a series of particularly devastating thrusts into the security guard's pussy. Stretching her inner walls around her robotic length as the head of her member bashed up and against the entrance to Hannah's womb. "Even your throat is amazing." Bonnie adds to what Chica said as she slams her cock down her throat. Her spit and flem-covered cock continuing to clap over the security guard's face while also forcing her to inhale the disgusting scent of such. But before Hannah could pass out from the lack of oxygen and be free from the nightmare she was in, both animatronics soon reached their peaks and sprayed volleys of thick gooey hot cum down her respective holes. Keeping her more than aware of what was currently happening to her between the aroused robots and herself. ---- "IT'S NOT GOING TO FIIIIIITTTTT- MGLRKK!" Hannah tries to scream before her mouth is taken up by Foxy's thick cock. Behind her, Bonnie lies beneath her, Chica stands above her, and Fredrika kneels behind her. All at once, all three animatronics pierce their thick cocks into the security guard's asshole. It was 3 AM, and all at once, the animatronics began to thrust into Hannah. Slamming themselves as deep as they could possibly go. With the security guard forced to take them all at the same time. A monumental task when she has to deal with three massive cocks reaming her asshole into a new one while Foxy viciously throat fucks her mouth with an insurmountable brutal lustful passion. Her robotic hips rolling back and forth speedily as she slammed her cock  in and out of the security guard's throat. Hannah could hardly believe that they were all able to fit in there in the first place. Such massive cocks all barreling in and out of her rear hole would seem impossible, but the animatronic trio more than made it work for themselves as they fucked her. And they only seemed to move faster and faster with every single passing second. Suddenly, however, all four animatronics increase their fucking speed before they all eventually cum. With Fredrika, Chica, and Bonnie absolutely filling up Hannah's rear with hot synthetic cum. While at the same time, Foxy shoots a hot load directly down the security guard's clamoring, tight, squeezing throat. ---- It was 4 AM, and despite being used over and over and over and over again, Hannah still tried to escape the situation she was in. But that was far easier said than done. Especially when she was trapped between both Chica and Bonnie, forcing her to come face to face with the feminine beaked face of the animatronic chicken as she slid her cock into her pussy, while behind her, Bonnie pushed herself up into her asshole. Rather quickly, both robots quickly find themselves a rhythm to work themselves in and out of the security guard's body. Fucking their huge engorged cocks in and out of Hannah's lower orifices, steadily building up to a rapid and extreme pace that left the woman in question a quivering, struggling mess. To the side, Fredrika and Foxy enjoyed the show, nursing their already hard again cocks with firm strokes of their hands. "I always love doin' this with you, Bon'!" Chica exclaims, speeding up her thrusting to match the rate her fellow animatronic was going at while she slams her cock deep inside Hannah's asshole. Reaming her already well used but still tight as a vice asshole. "I do too, Chica." Bonnie says back, going much harder than before as her metal hands dig into the tender flesh that was Hannah's hips as she, along with the animatronic chicken, holds her up. Continuing to bring up her metal own all the while in quick and speedy pumps. Eventually, all three of them reach the peek of how much they're willing to take and explode into a tirade of hot juicy orgasms. With Bonnie and Chica doing their part to fill up both of Hannah's holes, while the security guard couldn't help but feel her pussy as it sprayed out a sweet, succulent stream of her honey. ---- It was 5 AM, and Hannah's arms were pulled back as Foxy humped into her pussy from behind. Providing the well-fucked security guard with a series of speedy thrusts that never seemed to end, no matter how hard or fast the animatronic went with them. The grip the fox had on them was nearly painful but more than served the purpose of keeping her in place while the lustful animatronic thrust her thick red cock deep inside her pussy. Never stopping, not even for a second to rest, solely focusing on the fucking before her. Hannah, for her part, had her tongue lolling out of her mouth as she was torn back. Her hips met the metal ones behind her in thick wet slaps that echoed throughout the office, sounding off alongside the moans that tore themselves out from the security guard's well fucked throat and mouth. "Careful, darlin', be care that you don't end up breaking her now." Chica chuckles, with the message apparently not getting through to Foxy, who continues to thrust deep past the velvety walls of her tight-squeezing pussy. Enjoying how it all felt snug around her aroused member. It all never seemed to just end, with the animatronic's limitless stamina more than working their way around any sort of energy Hannah might've had. But despite it all, even if she didn't want to, her mind stuck with it all. Every thrust, pump, and squirt of cum into each and every single one of her orifices was something that she felt and remembered deeply. Almost as quick and as sudden as the thrusts the animatronic was dealing into her body, a scream tears itself from Hannah's lips as she can't help but feel another orgasm rolls itself out from her body. Spraying the fox's crotch with her juices, who, in turn, begins to coat the inside of her pussy with her hot cum. ---- "Oh, Darlin'! You doin' alright down there?" Chica asks the Security guard beneath her, continuing to thrust downward while pushing Hannah's knees up by her ears. It was 5:15 AM, and like all the other animatronics, she worked in ruthless fucking brutality. Showing no mercy for the woman beneath her. "Ooooooooooooooooooooh, stoooooooooooooooooooooop!" And plenty of other moans fly out of the security guard's mouth as her pussy is filled with hard yellow metal machine cock being slam fucked directly down into her tight pussy. Firm and yet also smooth, the motion of Chica's hips as the animatronic bought them down against Hannah's was loud, hot, wet, and heavy. Long gone was the soreness that came from having her legs pressed up so far as the only thing that was left on the security guard's mind was the iron-clad cock diving deep into her pussy. She tried her hardest to fight back. She honestly did. But it was well and truly hopeless as Chica just kept going, and going, and going, and going. Making sure to explore every single part and aspect of Hannah's well-used pussy, enjoying how even after everything, it was still tight as ever. Soon culminating in Chica rearing back her hips one last time before jabbing them down and unleashing another torrent of cum deep into the security guard's pussy. Adding to the amount that came from the animatronic's seemingly boundless balls. ---- Hannah's face bumped off the tiled floor beneath her as Bonnie pulled her hips up against hers. It was 5:30 AM, and a short and loud gasp escaped the security guard's throat whenever the animatronic bunny punctured her cock deep into her pussy. "Gah Lee, Bonn, make sure you don't go and break the poor girl now." Chica chirps from the side, nursing her rock-hard cock with a steady stream of strokes as she watches her fellow animatronic go to work on the security guard's cunny. "I wouldn't disrupt her concentration right now, Chica." Fredrika says, stroking herself off also. "I believe they're in the middle of.... Oh, how should I put it? Breeding like bunnies?" The animatronic bear goes on to comment. A joke that would've made Hannah groan if she wasn't already moaning from the fucking she was receiving. But if that wasn't bad enough, soon afterward, Bonnie slams her hips against Hannah's one last time and begins to cum. Absolutely Filling her up, while the security guard was forced to stay there and take every single part of it. ---- "Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!" Hannah screams out. Hoisted from the ground and now trapped in the animatronic bear's arms in a full nelson, it was 5:45 AM, and the security guard was utterly helpless to stop the metal cock from pistoning itself in and out of her sopping wet pussy. It was no secret at that point that each and every one of the robots was strong. Something that Hannah knew about for a whole wide variety of reasons. But still, that didn't stop the terror the security guard felt from being utterly and completely defenseless against them. Cramps and a general feeling of soreness had long set into Hannah's legs at that point. With all the ways the animatronics had used her, it was no wonder that was the case. But still, the grip the lead animatronic bear had on her was simply the kicker to make this whole situation even more difficult for her than it already was. To add even more insult to injury, however. Fredrika's thick, cum-filled balls clapped up against Hannah's clit, stimulating that part of her pussy to such an extent that an orgasm was all but certain. Something that the security guard wanted to deny with all her strength but couldn't for the life of herself stop it. Finally, at the same time, Hannah lets out a scream as she finally has an orgasm. Spraying down and across Fredrika's cock while the animatronic bear herself begins to cum also. Quickly filling the security guard's pussy to the brim before the robot eventually allows her to fall to the ground. Looking up, Hannah was disheartened to see that all the animatronics were still hard. Even Fredrika herself was sporting a rock-hard length as she, along with the rest of the robots, began to slowly descend upon her. Continuing an already endless feeling night. ---- Melody stopped her car just outside the building. In the distance, the sun began to rise above the horizon. She wasn't a fan of getting her at 6 AM sharp in the morning, but it was honestly the least she could possibly do given everything that had happened. Today was the day. The end of the week for the temporary hire. She couldn't help but feel guilty, however. The job was far from an easy one and came with a heavy amount of risks. So dropping a newbie into the deep end of things definitely wasn't the best thing that she could've done. But what other choices did they realistically have? If their just a little more honest with what happens in the place, it would raise far too many red flags with the general public. But despite it all, and from what she had heard, the new hire had supposedly done a fairly great job, besides a few minor incidents. But that was neither here nor there. Reaching down, Melody plucked Hannah's paycheck for the week into her pocket and got out of her car. Stepping inside the building, she took a minute to smell the air to see if there would be any of the usual messes. But she didn't smell a thing. "Seems the newbie took to the job better than I thought." Melody mutters to herself as she walks by the show stage. Not a single thing seemed to be out of place. Everyone was where they should be. It all seemed perfect. A little too perfect. Finally approaching the office, Melody stops just outside to steady herself for what she might see. Then, with a deep breath, she sticks her head in the room, expecting the worst. Only to see none other than Hannah lounging on the office chair. The security guard's eyes were shut as her legs swayed back and forth underneath the seat. For all intents and purposes, she looked fine. "Ummmm? Hello?" Melody calls out into the room, causing Hannah's eyes to snap wide awake as she stands from her seat. "Oh!" Hannah exclaims. Stretching slightly as she turns to face Melody. Only to stop once, she takes in who it is. "Your...." Hannah trails off. "Yeah...." Melody says sheepishly, bringing up a hand to rub the back of her head. Despite their meeting at the beginning of the week being a brief one, Hannah more than remembered the woman who first took her in. For a moment, neither woman says anything before Hannah looks down and notices a piece of paper sticking out of Melody's pocket. "Is that?" Quickly realizing what she was referring to, it was Melody's turn to look startled as she looked down at the check. "Oh, um, yeah. This is for you." Melody says as she reaches into her pocket and pulls out the check. Something Hannah quickly snatches. "Thanks!" Is the only thing Hannah says after grabbing it and leaving. Something that, while slightly rude, was a fair response. Getting into her car, Hannah looked down at the check. 120$ 120$. All of that, and she gets 120$. 120$. A part of Hannah wanted to scream, but what came out was a slight giggle and then a laugh. She honestly did it. After everything that had happened to her up until that point. She was finally done. ---- Again, I'm so sorry for taking so long with this chapter. Turns out making non-stop endless sex scenes is quite difficult. But that doesn't mean it's completely over. I still got a few more ideas cooking up in my head of mine. And I hope, desperately, that they won't take as long as this chapter did.

Chapter 4 - Night 4

Hannah was still sore from her previous night with the fox animatronic, Foxy. Which, in all things considered, wasn't the most surprising thing in the world. The security guard had been fucked pretty hard by the robot, repeatedly, in all of her holes. Even with it being an entire day later, Hannah could still feel the fox's cock deep inside her rear. Making the sheer act of sitting down a bit of a struggle. Although, that didn't completely deter her, as she still got out of her car and made her way into the building. ---- Sitting down in her office, Hannah checked her watch and saw that it was 5 minutes to midnight, which gave her just enough time to go over her battle strategy. Things had, obviously, evolved the past few nights. Making things more and more difficult for the security guard. First, it was Chica. The memory of how it all started caused a shiver to rack up her spine. She then felt overwhelmed as she remembered how it was then Bonnie and Chica on the second night, with just a little bit of Foxy sprinkled in there for good measure. The third night, while less stressful on the chicken and bunny front, still led to her getting to know Foxy nice and well. But, despite her past failures, each night led to her getting a better experience on how to deal with each of the animatronics. Bonnie and Chica were simple enough. Just close the doors when they come around. And Foxy was pretty simple the more she thought about it. Just occasionally check the camera view of Pirate's Cove. The main thing, overall, was to preserve power over everything else. It was her primary resource throughout this entire thing. But as Hannah sat there, getting herself ready, she thought about something that began to concern her. During her time working at Fredrika's, there was someone who hadn't moved an inch since she first got there. And it was none other than the titular animatronic herself, Fredrika Fazbear. Perhaps, by some miracle, Fredrika was the only one that didn't have the same propensities as the others. But at the same time, Hannah, at this point, wouldn't be one to consider herself so lucky. She still ultimately had most of the night planned out. Wait for Chica and Bonnie to come by the doors and occasionally check on Foxy. Seems simple enough. So, as the time finally turned to midnight, Hannah looked over at the phone and started the new message. Quickly opening her tablet also and flipping over to the camera view of the main stage where the trio were. "Hello? Hello? Hey, night 4, glad that you could, um.... Make it." The phone girl starts, the sound of metal banging is also able to be heard in the background of the message. Causing Hannah to turn her attention away from the device in her hand. The security guard was in a place of emotional flux. A part of Hannah was happy to hear that she wasn't the only one struggling with her duties with Fredrika's. But another part of her couldn't deny the feeling of slight concern she had for the only guide she had throughout the entire week. "So, uh, just also wanted to say that you're just around the bend until payday. Which is, something I'm sure your.... Looking forward to." The phone girl continued, obviously distracted by something that was happening on her end, as the sound of metal banging increases in volume. "But, um, also just wanted to send another message to you, just in case I'm not really able to get another one out to you before your week is up. It should be nothing too serious. Only really wanted to say that I'm proud of you. I know this job might've not been everything you expected it to be," The phone girl pauses as a particularly loud metal bang is heard. "Oh, geez. But, um.... I'm happy to see that you were able to stick through it until the end. So.... Uh.... What the.... How did you...." The message suddenly ends with a loud roar, startling Hannah, nearly knocking her out of her seat. What was that?! Throughout her entire week, Hannah had never heard any of the animatronics scream like that. Similar to those lines, should she tell someone about the message? The phone girl should probably be ok, right? Only just.... Occupied, if her experience was anything to go by. The security guard hoped that would be the only thing out of the ordinary that she would have to deal with that night, but as she looked back down at the camera view of the main stage and felt her heart skip a beat, she had a feeling that probably wouldn't be the case. As along with seeing Chica and Bonnie completely absent from the stage, nothing too out of the ordinary for Hannah at that point, the security guard saw Fredrika staring at her through the camera. "Well, guess it's time we just about got started." Hannah sighs as she flips over to Pirate's Cove, already seeing Foxy stick her head out from behind the curtain. The idea of strange things happening randomly was something that she was going to have to get used to, sooner or later. So Hannah had to stay focused and not let herself get distracted by things that might catch her off guard. If Fredrika was going to start moving tonight, then that'd be fine. All she'd need to do is study her and try and figure out what pattern she would be going for. Still, she had to also maintain her strategy with the others if she was truly going to make her way through this in one piece. A thought that came in use just in time as Hannah heard a pair of footsteps approaching down the left hallway. A part of her wanted to close the door right away, but if she could wait until the last second, that should save her the most power. Looking through the camera again, Hannah saw that Fredrika still wasn't yet on the move. Although, the bear animatronic had fully turned her body toward her view, causing the security guard to lose some of her nerve. After all the time she spent working here, this place still gave her the creeps. But she couldn't let herself get distracted just yet, as Bonnie's footsteps finally stopped. Leading Hannah to turn on the light to the hallway, only to find it completely empty. "Must be in the closet." Hannah mutters to herself, thankful that she had gained that piece of knowledge. Even though Hannah didn't have a single clue as to what the deal was with these supposed children's entertainers, the security guard was beginning to be able to pick up on certain habits, no matter how small they might be. Flipping over the camera back to Pirate's Cove, Hannah saw that Foxy was back behind her curtain. A relief for sure, but nothing she could dwell on for too long as she leaned over and turned on the light to the right door. Only to come face to face with Chica, quickly causing Hannah to close that door before turning to the left one to see if Bonnie was there. Still finding it completely empty. Figuring that she might have some time, Hannah then flips over back to the stage and finds the area completely empty, causing her grip on the tablet to tighten tenfold. "Ok.... Ok.... It's fine. Stay calm." Hannah tells herself, trying to keep herself cool in her current situation as she begins to flip through all the building's cameras, trying to find where the bear had gone, with the security guard eventually finding her in the dining area, standing completely still. "Better there than in here, I guess." Hannah mutters before going to look back at Pirate's Cove. Still, the fox hadn't moved, which gave the security guard a sense of accomplishment that she was maintaining a stable view of the ravenous animatronic and keeping her at bay. At that point, it seemed long enough to check and see if Chica was still outside. And after another quick peek with the light, she was happy to see that the chicken was gone, allowing her to open the door once again. "What's-" Hannah's hand shot out behind her and closed the left door, not giving Bonnie a chance to speak. A feat that even managed to impress the security guard herself. But rather than become full of herself, Hannah checked her camera view of Pirate's Cove and saw that Foxy was just now finally beginning to stick her head out. Hopefully, not for long now that Hannah was watching her. Going back to Fredrika, Hannah was able to look at her for just a second before the camera began to glitch out, blinding her view of the area before it returned. Now revealing the dining hall to be completely empty and throwing Hannah back into her world of panic as she tries to see where the robot bear went now. After a while, she finally finds her standing in the woman's bathroom. Hannah didn't even see her at first before finally noticing those two white dots they usually have in their eyes. A miracle for the security guard as she had begun to worry that she might've actually lost track of the main lady herself. Checking back on the left door and seeing that the cost was clear, Hannah quickly gave the power the door was draining a break before checking back on the right door. So far, so good. Chica and Bonnie had been pretty active up until that point. Foxy, too was becoming less and less camera-shy as the night wore on, but Hannah was able to maintain a relatively frequent view of her on the tablet. Rather than consider the fact that the night was moving along a lot better than she was expecting, Hannah chose not to jinx what luck she may or may not have by continuing to focus on the job at hand. Generally working things as they came. While the fact that she was actually doing fairly well at her job made her feel good, Hannah knew she couldn't let that confidence get to her head. These robots were still clever in certain areas, so giving them any sort of leeway would not be the smartest thing to do. Turning the camera back to Pirate's Cove, Hannah nearly leaped out of her skin when she saw that the area was empty. Thinking fast, she turned to the left door and closed it. She then listened as Foxy's footsteps ran up to the door before the animatronic then began to bang on the only piece of metal separating her and the security guard behind it. Flashes of what had happened the other night passed through her mind before she quickly tucked them away. She couldn't afford to become distracted, not now. Eventually, the banging on the door stopped, and Hannah turned back down toward her tablet and saw that Foxy had returned to her spot. Along with that, she also saw that in the brief amount of time that the animatronic fox wailed on the door, she had lost around 5% power. "Ok.... That's fine. I'm fine." Hannah breathes. While what Foxy did didn't help her in the least, it still gave the security guard something to watch out for and extra motivation to keep an eye on Pirate's Cove from time to time. However, at that moment, Hannah realized that it had been far too long since she had last checked up on Fredrika. A realization that hit her a lot harder when she went back to the view of the bathrooms and saw that the animatronic wasn't there. "Oh, you have got to be kidding me...." Hannah whines to herself as she resumes her frantic search for Fredrika. Even though she didn't want to admit it directly, Hannah was doing pretty good for her fourth night. So she didn't want to end up fumbling things now. Flipping through the cameras, Hannah saw that Chica was in the dining hall but was confused to hear what sounded like a jingle coming from the kitchen. That's when a hunch began to form in Hannah's mind. Could Fredrika be in the kitchen? The idea amused her, if ever so slightly that Fredrika would also go into the kitchen. But since Hannah was unable to find where else she might be in the place, no matter how hard she looked, even scrunching up her eyes to see if the security guard could notice the same white dots in her eyes that she noticed in the bathroom, it was the best solution she had. Turning her attention back to the doors on either side of her, Hannah quickly checks them and finds them to be still clear. A good relief from the tension she was feeling, but she knew full well that didn't mean she could relax. Switching to Pirate's Cove, Hannah saw the usual sight of Foxy sticking her head out. And once she had seen her long enough, she put down her tablet and then turned to check on the doors. Again, nothing, which was better than something in any case. She was building up a fairly quick rhythm to everything. Check Pirate's Cove, and then check the doors. It was all pretty straightforward, but it was also beginning to ware the security guard down by the second. She knew the majority of it was the stress. But in that case, it was hard to find a way to regulate such a thing. Hannah knew what the animatronics would do to her if they managed to grab her. With them showing her multiple times, each night that she had been there. But she couldn't really worry about all of that for long as she's snapped out of her thoughts by the sounds of footsteps making their way down the right hallway. Seems Chica was trying to make another move. Not that it mattered. She had a fairly good idea of how to combat her. That's when Hannah nearly jumped out of her skin at the sound of banging pots and pans.... Wait a minute.... Slamming her hand down on the right door button to close, Hannah opens back up her tablet and checks the view of the right hallway near the door. And sure enough, there she was, Fredrika herself, standing by the now-closed entrance to her office. "Ha! Thought you could get me, didn't you?" Hannah laughs down at the screen in her hands. When she first started this job, the security guard knew she most likely would've been caught off guard by such a tactic. But with the experience she now had, Hannah was more than happy to see it all pay off in the end. Now, all she had to do was wait for Fredrika to leave the right hallway, and then she could open that door back up. Effortless and easy enough. ---- There was a problem. Fredrika wasn't moving an inch from the right hallway. For the first few minutes or so, Hannah had figured it to be Fredrika simply being stubborn or just trying to see if she might possibly forget about her. But once an entire hour rolled around and the animatronic was still there, the security guard figured that there might've been something seriously wrong. She was keeping the door closed out of caution more than anything else. And as a result, her power was quickly falling its way down further and further by the minute. It was only 4 AM, and she was already at around 30% power. Far below her comfort level as she sat there nervously in her office. The other animatronics also making their fair share of runs at her office wasn't helping all that much either, as she was forced to use more of her much-needed resource against them. Times when Bonnie would try to walk up to the door, forcing Hannah to close it, to which the animatronic would wait outside for a bit felt much longer than they used to. As every second she used, any power outside of the right door felt like a second too long. Driving the security guard's nerves wild as she hoped for any sort of relief. Worst of all was when she had Bonnie at the door and had to check on Pirate's Cove, using all three main sources of power at once. And, as a result, nearly sending her energy into complete and total freefall. Which only occurred in the brief amount of time Hannah took to check in on Foxy. Sweat now streaming down from her face, Hannah checked her power and saw that it was now at 10%. Which wasn't that bad if she was about to finish the night, but any hopes for a situation like that were dashed when she checked back on the time and saw that it was still 4 AM. Whatever was going to happen that night, it was all going to come down to the absolute wire. Second after second passed as Hannah waited anxiously in her office. A part of her wanted to check the time, but she knew that would only stress her out even more than she already was. She just had to play things as cautiously as possible. Conserving the most amount of power that she could. And that's what she does. Flipping open her tablet for only a second, Hannah peers out at Pirate's Cove before quickly turning it off and checking on the left door. Once she sees whether or not the cost is clear, she remains idle for a few moments before repeating the process all over again. All the while checking in on Fredrika in the right hallway to see in the vain hope that the robot might've gone away. But every time she does so, the security guard's eyes still fall upon the bear animatronic. But despite it all, for one singular moment, Hannah thought she might be able to get through this. That was, until, unexpectedly, all the power in the room that she was in shut down. Every single cell inside Hannah's body, at that very moment, freezes before she hears footsteps enter her office. But instead of coming toward her, they walk past her and exit out the left door. Then, similar to what happened on her very first night, Fredrika's face lights up in the left doorway before the same jingle that played back then begins to play once more. She thought she had done it. She actually thought she was going to make it through the night. She thought she had done everything right, exactly down to a t. The only thing that threw her off was the animatronic before her. Who's jingle finally began to wind down before eventually finishing, suddenly plunging the room back into complete and total darkness as a result. Tears actually begin to form in her eyes as she pulls herself into a hug. Mourning the fact that after everything, she still managed to fail, and now she was going to reap the consequences of how she managed to not deliver even after coming up with a plan and everything. Hearing footsteps get closer and closer, Hannah closes her eyes tight as she waits for something, anything. But the only thing that happens is that the lights turn back on, and she's face to frame with the bear animatronic herself. Letting out a yelp, Hannah falls back from her chair as she scrambles backward across the floor. Eventually, bumping into the wall behind her as she looks up at Fredrika, who looks back down at her with an almost pitiful expression. "Oh! It's alright. I'm not here to hurt you." Fredrika says, taking a step further. Causing Hannah to push herself back up further against the wall. "W-What are you going to do to me?" Hannah asks, voice sounding more shakey than she would've liked. "Nothing that you won't appreciate." Fredrika says, which told Hannah that it would be something that she would, in fact, not appreciate. Looking toward the empty doorway, Hannah tries to see if she can run past the animatronic bear. But unfortunately, as she looked toward her escape, Fredrika too followed her gaze and quickly figured out what she was about to do. Culminating in Hannah attempting to run to the door, only for the robot to suddenly seize her by the throat and press her back up against the wall. "Now, why would you want to go, now? I haven't even done anything yet." Fredrika says smoothly, still gripping Hannah by her throat and cutting off her airway while keeping her in the back of the office. Like all the others, Fredrika's grip was nearly impossible to get out of. Her metal knuckles curling around her neck and making the ability of running away almost entirely impossible. "Who knows, you might even end up liking it in the end." Fredrika says, extending out her other hand and pressing it up against Hannah's pussy through her pants. The animatronic bear's grip on her crotch was firm, to say the least. Her mechanical digits didn't waste all that much time quickly digging their way into her. A sensation that made Hannah's heart thrum hard in her chest as she desperately struggled to try and get out of her grasp. "Oh, come now, you know it feels good." Fredrika chides, a point that Hannah couldn't really deny while the robot's fingers rubbed over her crotch. But at the same time, it was something that she didn't want to experience in the least. The animatronic's grip on her neck was still choking her, however, and as time continued to pass, Hannah began to feel more and more lightheaded. Making the idea of escape even more impossible than it already was as she used one hand to desperately try to pry Fredrika's grip off her neck while she used her other one to attempt to push her hand away from her genitals. A losing battle on both fronts. Meanwhile, against what her mind looked for, Hannah's body couldn't help but react to the stimulation being presented to it by the animatronic. Even though she was rubbing her through her pants, Hannah could still feel the pressure of each digit being pressed down onto some of her most intimate areas. Eliciting a growing wetness from that quickly became more and more noticeable by the passing second by both Hannah and Fredrika. "See? What did I tell you? I knew you'd come around sooner or later." Fredrika says, finally releasing her grip from around Hannah's neck and letting her fall to the ground as she gasps for air before she's eventually seized by the back of her head by the robot. "Hmmmm, how about you repay the favor and give me something to enjoy?" Fredrika says as she pulls Hannah's head toward her crotch, causing the security guard to look and see none other than a long and strong brown metal cock. Thinking fast before she had another animatronic cock down her throat, Hannah quickly seals her mouth shut. Just as Fredrika aimed and pushed it up against her now closed lips. But instead of backing away, the animatronic bear only continues to push her cock harder and harder up against Hannah's lips. "One way or another, I'm getting in there, whether you like it or not." Fredrika comments as she continues to add more and more pressure to her pressing, making Hannah worry about how far the animatronic would be willing to go shove her cock deep into her mouth. Eventually, Fredrika's strength soon finally won out over Hannah as the security guard was forced to open her lips, allowing the bear inside her mouth. Thankfully, rather than plundering Hannah's mouth for all that it was worth, similar to how the previous animatronics used her, Fredrika takes a more slow and steady approach. Gradually pushing her cock further and further inside Hannah's maw until its head pokes at the entrance to her throat. Then, the animatronic bear slowly pulls herself back out before repeating the same process. Overall, creating an experience better than her time with the others, but still being something that Hannah wasn't into in the least. It was still a matter of fact that Hannah was being forced to do all of this. Take this robot's large and thick cock deep into her mouth, and while she was being more gentle, at least compared to her fellow entertainers, she wouldn't receive any extra points from the security guard in any regard. Steadily, however, the pace Fredrika was going at slowly began to increase. Building from slow pulling and pushing to the animatronic bear building up her speed and becoming more confident in how far she was willing to explore Hannah's throat. Not enough to overwhelm the security guard, but just enough to make it more than known that things were only going to ramp up from there. Despite the heavy difference in all things strength between the two individuals, Hannah still tried to push Fredrika's hips away. With it ultimately being a losing battle against the bear who continued to enjoy more and more of her mouth. A salty stream of pre-cum began to ooze out of the head of Fredrika's cock, pooling itself across Hannah's tongue and causing her nerves to be set on edge from the strange taste. She had tasted it before, both from the other animatronics and from actual human beings, and it was still something so utterly disgusting to her. At the very least, when she had tasted pre before from past boyfriends, it wasn't the most remarkable thing in the world for her since she also knew on some basis what it was and what it was made out of. Salty, but nothing that would stay with her like the unknown goo currently spreading around her mouth. A part of her worried that it could be poisonous, but after having been force-fed it multiple times that week and feeling no strange effect outside of the shame of having been face fucked by animatronics, she knew it wasn't going to hurt her. After building herself up far enough, Fredrika soon sped up her hips to the stage of completely destroying Hannah's face with spit and flem as she pounded her thick cock in and out of it. Repeatedly, Hannah's nose bashes up against Fredrika's waist. Just about getting to the point that it would be painful but not far enough to go over that edge. Still, it wasn't anything comfortable or relaxing for Hannah herself as she was still being face fucked by the animatronic bear bearing down on her. Then, with one final thrust, Fredrika fills Hannah's mouth with cum. Pouring it directly into her mouth and down her throat. All the while, Hannah's desperate struggling against the bear wains as she's completely cut off from any and all oxygen, making her already difficult situation a lot harder to deal with as she drags her fingers down Fredrika's plump yet also metal rear. Almost painfully slow, the robot pulls her cock out of Hannah's mouth, spraying a few lines of cum across the security guard's red face before she tries to turn away and take in gulps of fresh air. A groan soon leaves Hannah's mouth, however, as she's pulled to her feet by her arm. "Just relax. I'm only here to make sure you have a good time." Fredrika explains as she reaches a hand down toward the security guard's pants. Something that Hannah quickly tries to stop. But instead of tearing off her pants with vicious abandon, Fredrika begins to fiddle with Hannah's belt. A nice change of pace and something that the security might've appreciated if she wasn't about to be raped. Although, it isn't long until the animatronic bear manages to get the security guard's pants off. "All things considered, you look quite good." Fredrika comments as she gets a good look at Hannah's barely covered bottom form and rubs a hand down her side. Something that only made the security guard in question struggle even more as her face also burned hot red out of embarrassment. Then, without taking that much time, Fredrika extends out a hand and begins to fiddle with Hannah's panties, sending more and more red flags to the security guard herself as she didn't falter for a second in trying to get herself free. "S-Stop!" Hannah manages to shout, her voice actually coming out firm and somewhat confident, even with the slight tremor in her voice. "Relax, baby. I'm just trying to make sure that you feel good. And from this...." Fredrika trails off as she rubs a finger across the noticeable wet spot on Hannah's panties. "I can tell that you already do." "L-Look, you seem reasonable. C-can we just talk about th-ISSSS!" A hiss interrupts Hannah's words as Fredrika slips a finger into her folds. Going nice and slow, as a result, forcing the security guard to feel as her digit rubs across every single sensitive part of her inner cunny. "There we go. I told you I'd make you feel good." Fredrika chuckles. A comment that, while true, wasn't something that Hannah wanted in the least. "But, let's not get carried away." Fredrika says as she thankfully retracts her finger out from Hannah's pussy before suddenly picking the security guard up by her hips. "Not when we still have something we need to do." Fredrika explains, lining up her large metal cock up with the entrance to Hannah's pussy. Slowly but surely, Fredrika begins to carefully lower the woman in her arms down onto her cock. It didn't take long for the animatronic's cock to pierce past Hannah's folds and make its way deep into her pussy. But, similar to before, rather than ravaging the security guard's body, Fredrika chose to take things nice and slow until she fully hilted herself deep inside Hannah. Making the woman in question feel every single bump and ridge of her long length as it made it's way deeper and deeper inside her. Only stopping once, the head of Fredrika's member bumped against the entrance to her womb. At the same time, Hannah didn't have anywhere she could go. Fredrika was lifting her up by her thighs and pressing her up against the wall behind her, so managing to worm her way out of her grasp would be nearly impossible. That didn't mean she didn't try, however. As the security guard continued to squirm uncomfortably in the animatronic's grasp, even while the robot's cock was deep inside her. With it all just amounting to her trying to push Fredrika away. Then, once finally settling herself deep inside Hannah, Fredrika begins to lift her back off of her cock. Going just as slow as before until the head of her cock was the only thing left inside her before repeating the same process as before by once again lowering Hannah back down onto her thick metal member. "Oh...." Hannah groans as the pleasure throughout her body continues to swell hotter and hotter with every second that Fredrika has her cock inside her. It felt good, genuinely, but it still wasn't right and anything Hannah actually wanted to have done to her. But what could she do, realistically? The animatronics, in general, were aroused beasts of pure and unadulterated fucking, and she was just a simple normal woman. Even if she had started this job in better shape, that still probably wouldn't have been able to stop what was happening to her. She could only really just look up at Fredrika's metal face, who turns to look back at her as she held her up in her big metal arms. She couldn't even stop her body from reacting with more pleasure as Fredrika began to softly thrust her way up into Hannah's pussy. Moving her hips up to meet the security guard while she bought her down on her length. A perfect combination to spark more arousal throughout her body as she was forced to go along with the ride that Fredrika was giving her. Even as Fredrika increased the speed of her fucking even further, banging her member around Hannah's insides harder and harder. Building up an orgasm that the security guard wanted so hard and desperately to deny but was unable to stop it. Culminating in a squeal leaving Hannah's lips as her pussy twitches around Fredrika's member before a torrent of juices flies down and coats the animatronic's cock. Simultaneously happening alongside the bear herself, whose member sprays the inside of Hannah's pussy with hot gooey cum. Putting the security guard's brain through an enormous orgasmic high until the deluge of cum coming from the both of them finally wained and finished. Slowly putting Hannah down, Fredrika took a step back from the exhausted security guard. "You have to admit, you had fun on some level, right?" Fredrika asks. Not even earning a turn of the head from Hannah. But before the animatronic bear could say anything else, a familiar chime fills the building. And when Hannah finally turns to look up, she now finds herself completely alone in the now-empty office. ---- Sitting down in her car, Hannah felt exhausted. Everything just didn't feel right. But as she turned to look at the building she just came out of, she knew she had one more night. ---- Sorry for the late chapter release. I've been going through writer's block and have been struggling to get a chapter out. But, to fix that, I'm going to try and get out a short story that should hopefully get back my writing kick.

Chapter 8 - Celebrations

"Do I really have to wear this?" Kyoka called out from the next room. "C'mon, Jirou! It's festive!" Mina responds back to her friend, sitting behind a desk at one of the cubicles inside the office they were in. Instead of her usual clothes or even hero uniform, Mina Ashido sat proudly in the middle of Miruko's hero agency, wearing nothing more than a series of red ribbons that went across her body. It had been her idea. Once the Christmas parties wrapped up at UA, she and Kyoka should head over to their mentor's hero agency for a last-minute surprise. And even though Jirou had played things off as being reluctant, she still ended up going, with her reason being to just humor both her friend and Rumi, but it was obvious there was much more carnal reason at play. But once they had gotten there, her faux reluctance had become a lot more real once her friend had bought out what they would be wearing to surprise Miruko with. Ribbons. Not a small amount by any means, but not as much as Jirou would've liked as she stood in the other room, struggling to get herself dressed. Sure, it might've been festive, but it would've been festive to some pervert. However, the more she thought about it, the more she realized that it actually did apply to someone like Rumi. Although thinking about it even further, the petite woman realized that she wasn't all that much better for going along with it. A few weeks had passed since Jirou's REAL experience with the number 5 hero of Japan. And she could still remember it well. How she felt afterward. The meeting with the support people still ended up going well, despite everything. It would be some time until she would be able to roll out with her new gear, so in the meanwhile, she would have to just try and keep up with Miruko like how she usually did, riding Mina. Though as she stood there, trying to get those damn knots to work with the ribbons. A part of her wondered if she should ask for Mina's help. However, she quickly shunned those thoughts as she remembered how they needed her to stay out there to wait for their mentor to get back from some party she was attending. Before arriving at the empty building, Mina had shot a text over to Rumi to say to come over to the agency for a special 'surprise.' Soon afterward their mentor responded in turn that she was already on her way. Unforeseen and yet not also at the same time that Rumi would be willing to ditch a party full of other heroes just at the prospect of getting her stick wet. "You need some help?" Mina calls out, still keeping an eye on the elevator. It shouldn't be longer than any second now until Miruko would turn up. And the pink heroine in training wanted both of them to be ready before then. Regardless, it seemed that they were both out of time as the light to the elevator suddenly flicked on. "Think she's here." Mina calls out. "Ugh! Just distract her, alright?" Jirou tells her friend as she fumbles tightening the last ribbon around herself. "Ok, here goes nothing." Mina mutters to herself as the elevator dings and the doors open letting Rumi Usagiyama step out. However, like her two sidekicks, instead of dressing up in her typical hero attire or even civilian clothes, the number 5 hero of Japan chose to wear what could've only been described as a slutty Santa costume. Instead of it being a usual coat and pants attire, it was what could've only been described as a leotard, which showed off her beautifully muscled thighs and powerful, strong arms. But most prominently, showed off the pro hero's bust, looking just as beautiful as the rest of her. And to top it all off, sitting atop Miruko's head was a simple Santa's hat. Very quickly, Rumi notices the aroused-wrapped sidekick standing in the middle of her office. "Seems you and I had the same idea." Miruko remarks, walking closer to check Mina out, seeing how all of her curves were covered albeit haphazardly. "We kinda wanted to surprise you." Mina says, her eyes falling down toward Miruko's busty chest before she suddenly catches herself by what she just said. Something that the rabbit hero picks up also as she looks down at her inquizitvely. "We?" Seeing as how the jig was up, Mina rolled her eyes and sighed. "Yeah. We. Jirou, are you ready yet?" The pink heroine calls out to her friend. "Oh! Don't just give up that easily!" Jirou scoffs from around a corner before she herself groans as she peeks around the corner. "Do I still have to do this?" "Jirou! How many times have I had my dick inside you at this point? Doubt whatever your wearing is going to be all that shocking. Now, if you don't come out here, I'm going to walk back there and check you out for myself." Rumi says playfully, although it was almost certain that she meant every single word of it, causing Jirou's face to glow an even hotter shade of red than it already did before she finally relents, stepping out from the corner to reveal herself to both her friend and her mentor. It took a while, but eventually, Jirou was able to get the wrapping job done with the ribbon. Also red, it tied around her body, covering up her breasts and crotch before ultimately leading to a big red bow on her chest. Although, compared to Mina, her work with the ribbon was a lot more neatly done. "Shit, you both really went all out." Rumi remarks, getting a good look at her two proteges. "Ugh, Mina, she convinced me to do this." Jirou remarks, trying to play things off as her face is almost as beat red as the ribbon tied around her. "Oh, don't act like you weren't interested, Jirou!" Mina says, swooping over and pulling her friend into a hug, nearly ripping open the hard and precise ribbon work that she had been working on for the past twenty minutes. "It's the holidays! Learn to have a little fun once in a while." Mina chastises her friend pleasantly, nuzzling the side of her face up against Jirou's. "Besides, I think there's someone who wants to open her presents." "Oh, you have no idea." Rumi smirks before she slowly reaches down to her costume and proceeds to let her cock flop out. "Now, who wants to lick the candy cane first?" Miruko asks, with both girls looking interested, with Jirou trying and failing utterly to hide it while Mina practically salivates at the sight. "Well, I think we should-" "Me first!" Mina interrupts her friend, darting over to crouch in front of her mentor's crotch and dig her face directly into her testicles, inhaling that slight musky scent as she enjoys every single second of it. "Oh, God, I fucking needed this." The pink heroine moans, causing the rabbit hero to chuckle as she reaches a hand down and places it on one of her horns, not directing her to do anything just yet as Jirou stands by and watches from a distance. Her heart beating loud and hard enough that the Miruko was actually able to hear it. While she knew what she wanted to do. Her body didn't know how she was going to go about doing it. She wanted to join her friend, but this was all new territory that she had now entered. Far beyond anything Rumi had run her through. For all the times that they had done it, it had only just been the both of them, but now, Mina was going to be part of the picture. "Oh, Jirou. Come here." Miruko sighed, having noticed the state that her sidekick was in, and proceeded to snap Kyoka out of her train of thought before she extended out a hand. Gesturing her to come closer, even as Mina continued to rub her face up and down all across her cock. She was reluctant, but instead of backing away like she might've done, Jirou took a breath before she reached out a hand herself and took Miruko's, allowing the stronger pro hero to suddenly pull her against her taller, muscular and, most of all, busty frame. "You, of all people, should know that I'm only gonna bite if you want me to." Rumi says, brushing her thumb across Jirou's cheek as the both of them stared each other directly in the eyes, making the slightly nervous hero in training feel those same sparks she felt whenever she was head over heels for someone. She truly was her's, wasn't she? "Y-Yeah, s-sorry, I-" Tired of all the talking, before Kyoka could finish her sentence, Miruko pressed her lips to her's, worming her tongue into her mouth in the same dominant manner she did with just about everything she ever did, catching Jirou off guard if ever so slightly as she squirmed under the powerful woman's grip, heart thrumming even louder in her chest as she intimately made out with one of the most sexually sought after heroes. Below, Mina watched the show, her pussy soaked while she kept her face pressed up against Miruko's groin. Just as much as she was aroused, she was happy with how much her friend was opening up. Not in a million years could she have been able to see someone like Jirou being able to let loose and let more intimate feelings fly. And yet here she was, making out roughly with Rumi Usagiyama. She couldn't remain distracted for too long, though. She still had her own job to do, after all. And so, while maintaining her gaze aimed up at her friend and the number 5 hero of Japan, she slowly shifted her head back, letting Rumi's strong powerful girth stretch out before moving to take the head of her cock past her glossy pink plump lips. Using her tongue to tease the tip slightly before sinking her head down just far enough that half of Miruko's member sat inside her mouth, heavy and aroused as ever before she slowly pushed her head downward. Going at her usual pace that led her to take the entirety of the cock down her throat with little to no issues, pushing herself all the way down enough that her nose bumped up against the pro hero's waist. While it was always fun to plunge her cock deep down past the lips of someone less experienced in the field of oral pleasure, her first official sidekick had something about her. A sort of magic that made her nearly irresistible to use for all of her carnal feelings. Something that she could more than feel as her tight, warm throat clung across her member, squeezing and twitching around it, attempting to goad her balls into pumping her stomach full of her hot, gooey bunny spunk. All the while, Miruko herself continued to vigorously make out with Jirou, who, in turn, tried to keep up, which was something to be celebrated considering how she was at first, but to say that she was actually able to would've been a gross understatement. Just like in all the other forms of intimacy that Rumi showed herself to experience, her mouth dominated against Jirou's, her tongue swirling around the inside of her mouth while she shifted the grip she had around her to make its way down her back and toward her plump rear. Squeezing it tightly between her fingers before delivering a sharp and decisive slap that ended up drawing a muffled moan out from Kyoka's mouth while it was pressed up against hers. "MMMMMmmmmmm!" Jirou had some rough kisses in her time. Her usual crowd of people she took into her bedroom were always willing to provide whatever treatment she was looking for. However, with Miruko, she hadn't ever had her mouth conquered in such an overwhelming and complete manner. Usually, she was able to put up some form of a fight whenever she was making out with someone, but in this case, she stood no chance. And she liked it. She didn't know if it was from their repeated times together; in the end, however, the once semi-dominant hero in training was gaining herself quite the submissive streak. At least when it came to someone like Miruko. Which, all things considered, wasn't all that surprising. But most importantly, she loved it, and even though she didn't want to show it, she wanted more. Down below, Mina was thoroughly navigating her mouth up and down Miruko's massive member. Her throat bulged every time she plunged it into its farthest and most intimate depths. Straining her, but not as much as it once did when she first went at trying to throat the girthy monster the pro hero called a cock. Encouraging her with the fact that she was getting better. However, she knew she was about to get the thing she REALLY wanted when she suddenly felt Miruko's grip on her horn tighten, telling her to get her throat ready for what was about to come. And that it came, as in a few seconds afterward, Rumi suddenly pulled her face into her crotch while, at the same time, thrusted her hips forward, lodging her cock as deep as it possibly could go down her throat. Causing Mina to gurgle happily as she continued to slurp, suck, and swirl her tongue around the intruding member. Jirou 's throat felt fantastic, but she had some room she needed to go before she was truly capable of doing the things that Rumi wanted her to do. However, Mina was on her way there, if not already. No matter how hard the pro hero treated her throat as brutally and as harshly as she could, the pink heroine in training managed to take most of it all in perfect stride as she kneeled down there between her muscled thighs, keeping everything from the mess to the noise to a complete minimum. A feat that she had been good at maintaining ever since they first went at it for the first time. She was doing good, so much so, as a matter of fact, that Rumi couldn't help but suddenly pull her face hard against her crotch and start to finally unload some of the cum trapped inside her testicles. Letting her sidekick swallow it all down with a type of devotion that could only come from one place, love. Reaching out, Mina grabbed hold of Miruko's tight and tender muscled rear, not to try and pull herself back but to pull her face in deeper. It was almost like she was addicted. She just wanted more and more and more and more. And nothing could get in her way as a small stream of fluid dribbled down her thigh from her soaked pussy. She stayed there for as long as she could until the flow of fluid began to slowly subside, the pro hero's balls unable to provide any more cum for Mina to drink, leading her to suck even on her cock to get those last remaining drops of semen still inside her member before the need for air finally overtook her arousal, and she pulled her head back as Rumi eased her grip. A similar situation to what the pro hero does with Jirou, easing her lips that were up against the musicians and allowing her to take a moment to catch herself as a strand of saliva still connected their lips together. Even though it was just a kiss, Kyoka's brain still felt fried on some form or level. Surprising her, as she stood there under the grip of her mentor, her hand still remaining placed on her rear, squeezing it like it was nothing else but something only she could enjoy. "Tell me, better than your first kiss, right?" Miruko smirks down at her, forcing Jirou to hide a giggle that would've left her sounding some blushing school girl. "Shut up...." Jirou mutters under her breath, although she's unable to stop the small smile from showing up on her lips. "Hmmmm, what do you think, Mina?" Miruko asks, turning to look down at Jirou's friend, still kneeling before her as she rubs her spit-shined cock across her features. "Dunno seems pretty wet to me." Mina remarks, looking between her friend's legs. "Oh my God! Mina!" Kyoka flushes an even hotter shade of red as she uses a hand to cover her face. "Oh, come on. Get the stick outta your ass already. Here, how about this to help lighten you up a little." Miruko says before she swoops the smaller woman up into her arms and proceeds to place her across a nearby desk before tearing open the ribbons covering her crotch. "To think, after all of that, there wasn't even any mistletoe." The pro hero mutters as she grabs hold of Jirou's legs and spreads them. "Ooh! I have some here!" Mina says, crawling over Kyoka's body, stunning Jirou if only for a second until the pink hero in training's crotch was directly above her face. Causing the more petite woman's first instinct to be to tell her friend to get off her. But instead, her voice is caught in her throat as she sees how wet Mina is, intriguing her on something she could do while also leaving her completely unaware as below, near her own pussy, her friend pulls out a small tuft of mistletoe and dangles it directly above Kyoka's crotch. "Here you go! Might not be a kiss in the usual sense," The pink heroine explains as she watches as the bunny-themed hero lines her cock up with the entrance to Kyoka's pussy, her thick engorged head only inches away from penetrating her friend's crotch. "But I think it still works." Mina mutters, nerves standing on edge as she observes closely. "Heh, you ready down there, Jirou?" Miruko calls out to her sidekick, still trapped underneath the view of Mina's soaking wet pussy above her face, its heat emanating down and wafting over her features, making her even wetter in turn. "Uh, yeah!" Jirou responds, not really paying attention until a moan flies out past her lips as Miruko begins to push the head of her cock inside her, past her folds and quickly traveling deep inside her. "OOOOooooohhhhhh, fuck!" Kyoka groans, hands shifting to grab at Mina's plump pink rear and dig her grip into it as she lay there as she felt her pussy stretch itself as Rumi forced herself further inside, not stopping for a single second to slow down or anything until the head of her member bumped up against the entrance of her womb. That same feeling that she had felt countless times over still rocking through her body the same way that it did when she felt it happen the first time. From above, Mina watched closely. Her own pussy feeling slightly like it was the being the one penetrated. Making her long for it even more as she observed closely, keeping her eyes focused as she watched how her mentor slowly drew it back out of Jirou before pushing it back directly in. Drawing another moan out from Kyoka as she lay there, trapped underneath her fat ass. Fuck, she couldn't take it! Reaching back a hand, the pink heroine tried to start fingering herself, only for the grip her friend had on her ass to slowly drag her crotch down until it was finally covering her face. Taking the once bouncy hero in training off guard, if ever so slightly, as she suddenly felt what must've been her friend's tongue dive deep into her folds. Not in the most experienced way, but still enough that Mina was more than happy to take it. She didn't even know that Jirou was into such things, but she was appreciative nonetheless as her pussy reacted sensitively upon the intrusion going into it. "J-Jirou?" Mina calls out, turning to look back slightly and see her friend as she flashes a quick thumbs up, letting out a happy and content muffled moan while she drags her thick pink tushy even harder against her face. Eh, if she was into it, who was she to stop her? Neither of them minded. Miruko herself even seemed to be enjoying the sight as she began to move her hips faster. Rumi was already on her way, enjoying the tight grip of Jirou's pussy as it squeezed her member like there was no tomorrow. But it was quite a thing to see. Although that didn't stop a more perverted part of her brain from feeling slightly disappointed that she didn't pump her pussy full of cum beforehand to give Kyoka that extra surprise. However, she would take what she would get in turn. "Glad to see the both of you are enjoying yourself. How's she doin', Mina?" Miruko asks her sidekick. "E-Eh, tongue could use a little work." Mina cheekily remarks, earning herself a quick slap across her plump pink rear from her friend underneath her, causing her to let out a short yet aroused yelp. Causing Rumi to laugh under her breath while she began to slowly move her hips even faster, dragging out more noticeable moans from Jirou's lips as her cunt clenched down around her tightly. Her large balls clapped over and against the smaller woman's asshole with every thrust, stimulating her even further. It was also nice to give Mina a show. Seeing her watch her fuck her friend's pussy, as her massive, cunt splitting cock stretched her folds as she trusted them forward before pulling them back and repeating the same process all over again. The pro hero could only imagine the mess that was pouring over Jirou's features as Mina's body seemed to glow with arousal while she watched and ground her crotch even harder across Kyoka's face while her tongue explored it. Reaching out, Rumi grabbed hold of Jirou's hips, putting a tight grip around them as she began to swing her body back and forth at a speed similar to her rougher paces. Drawing more fluids out from her pussy that coated her cock with much-needed lubricant that made the job of fucking her increasingly easier and enjoyable. She could still think back to when she first showed up, trying to talk her out of fucking Mina, only to end up on the opposite end of her cock herself, and a little while after that, end up crawling back to her to beg for more of her special treatment. All of which led to where she was now. Laying out across a desk inside her hero agency while she plowed into her as her friend she was trying to 'save' sat across her face. Letting the punk rocker inhale as much of her scent as much as she tasted it. Enjoying how its sweet honey-like flavor turned her own more by the second while her nose pressed up firmly against her pink rear hole, letting her smell deeply that carnal scent. It was like she died and went to heaven, no matter how weird that sounded even to herself as she lay there. Most likely due to her cock drunk brain as she felt Rumi's member bash around her insides with ruthless abandon. Everything just felt perfect as she lay there while her pussy was thoroughly used, and she dug her tongue deeper inside of Mina's pussy. Becoming surprisingly accurate in managing to touch all of those more intimate places that her mouth was able to reach. "Oh! Jirou...." Mina whines, panting as her body grows increasingly sweaty from the pleasure. Already feeling fairly exhausted as Kyoka's tongue nearly saps the energy away from her. And yet, she felt like she could still keep going forever as she watched as Rumi caused the desk they were on to shake and shutter due to how fast she was moving. Fuck, she wanted that fucking cock to be inside her so bad, and yet, a part of her felt content with Jirou's mouth as it pressed into her clit, teasing it before it went back to pushing inside of her folds. Was she getting close? Oh, God, she was, wasn't she. It wasn't that she felt like she was above such things, but with something so much smaller compared to the members and cocks that she had taken in the past, it was surprising to feel herself being pushed along so far on her journey to her inevitable orgasm. They were all getting close, Rumi could tell. All three of them going at it together. Miruko herself, her cock getting ready to pump Jirou's pussy full, while Kyoka herself also was just about to burst, leading her to become more aggressive with her tonguing of her friend's pussy. It was not exactly the most conventional group exercise, but it was still one that brought all three of them together. "MlmmmmmmmMMMMMMMMM!" Jirou moans. The rabbit hero's cock being dealt inside of her pussy, getting her closer and closer and closer to that edge. Making the hero in training kick things into overdrive with her mouth. Between herself and her mentor, she didn't want just them to be the only ones who came in that second. It was honestly the least that she possibly could do in return after Mina unintentionally led her to join up with Rumi's hero agency. Although, despite her best efforts, it was quite hard to concentrate on committing to such an action while she had the bunny-themed hero's cock banging around her insides. Already she could feel the pre-cum pooling inside her, pressing up against her womb as it oozed out the cock head slamming through her pussy. Luckily though, her efforts seemed to be having the effect that she was looking for as her pink-shaded friend's moans grew louder and louder before, "OOOOOOOOOOooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhh!" Mina moans, her pussy twitching around Kyoka's tongue before she proceeds to cover her friend's features with her honey, who, in turn, tried to slurp up as much as she possibly could. It was a weird thing to feel proud about. But in those brief moments of non cock addled brain rot she briefly got from time to time while Miruko fucked her, that's what she felt. The fact that she was able to make someone like Mina, someone who must've had miles of experience when it came to fucking far beyond someone like her, cum across her tongue and into her mouth. A route of their relationship that she truly never would've usually seen coming for her entire life until it actually ended up happening. However, as a result, Mina leaned back forward, panting heavily and giving Jirou the chance to breathe while her friend went back to watch Miruko's cock speed up its thrusting, getting faster and faster until it was more a less a blur of moment diving deep inside of her. She couldn't help herself, extending her tongue out from her mouth; Mina began to lick the top of Miruko's cock in those brief moments that the rabbit hero pulled it back. Tasting not only the member of her dreams but her friend's own juices, something that was now mutual between the two of them. No matter where Rumi's cock went, she wanted a piece of it to taste and enjoy. It was almost a need for her as she felt those sparks of arousal begin to build back up inside of herself. Causing a small amount of fluids to leak out across Jirou's face as she still lay there, underneath her friend, while their mentor pounded her pussy with her thick juicy cock. "Fuck, she's getting pretty into it." Miruko thinks to herself, watching as Mina's tongue darted out to lick the top of her cock as she felt Jirou's tight pussy. Not that she was complaining by any means. It felt amazing. The wet warmness of Jirou's pussy around her cock while Mina's delicate tongue teased the top of her member; she loved every second of it. She needed more of Jirou's pussy. She wanted to fuck it harder. And that she ended up doing as her cock was nothing more than a missile delivering itself to all those most sensitive parts inside of Kyoka's cunt before finally, with a sudden lurching of her hips forward, Rumi pushed herself as far as she possibly could go inside, pressing the head of her cock up against the entrance of her sidekick's womb before it began to unload massive hot spunky loads of cum directly into it. Filling it until it began to overflow and spurt out past her lower lips. "Oh! Finally." Mina says happily as she notices the growing mess, her tongue extending out to lick up those thick globs of cum while Jirou came herself, spraying out across both Miruko's cock and Mina's face while the latter of the two worked her mouth to swallow both woman's fluids. The grip she had on the mistletoe she was holding loosened until she let it go, dropping it to the side as she was far too wrapped up in what she was doing to pay attention to anything else as her tongue tried to gather up as much as it possibly could for her. Even when Miruko began to draw her cock out of Jirou's pussy, Mina kept her mouth working down there. Lost in the arousal that she was feeling through her very feeling before she went so far as to crawl off of her friend's prone form so that she could stick her tongue directly deep inside of Kyoka's pussy, fishing it around and trying to get more into her mouth. Shocking her friend in question, who moaned and squirmed in place, overstimulated with pleasure as a thicker layer of sweat built itself across her skin. "Oh! Minaaaaaaa!" Kyoka moaned loudly, sounding distressed in some form or fashion as she lay there, but not doing anything to stop the pink hero in training as she became more forward with her tongue, seemingly repaying that same favor that she had dealt to her previously. It was a nice thing to see. Two friends spending time with each other and having fun. Although Miruko didn't quite appreciate being left out of the picture between both of her sidekicks. Let alone having the person who pushed her out being Mina of all people. Seems the pro hero needed to teach the slut a lesson. And as she observed how her body was now extended out toward her, as she dug her tongue around the inside of Jirou's pussy, an idea began to form inside of her mind as she reached out a strong, powerful hand and grabbed hold of the tender piece of flesh before lining her cock up with the entrance, not to her pussy, but instead, to the pink hero in training's asshole. "Eh, when in Rome, I guess." Rumi thought to herself before plunging her hips forward, spearing her member deep inside of Mina's asshole, causing the raccoon-eyed woman's eyes to burst wide open as her face suddenly lurched even further into her friend's cum filled cunt. Obviously taken off guard by the sudden intrusion into her asshole as the pro hero holds nothing back, slamming her hips back and forth and pounding her cock deep inside of her rear. It was rough, even for someone as sexually honed as Mina. But despite it all, she still trusted her mentor and even got what she wanted as she tried to maintain her focus on slurping up more of Jirou's and Miruko's cum into her mouth. Everything still seemed a little blurry for Jirou, even then, the lurching tongue of Mina diving deep inside of her pussy as she lay there. She had already been overwhelmed far beyond she limits she was used to previously. But once she came back too, she was shocked to see how brutal Miruko was going into Mina's asshole. Her strong, muscular body had a sheen of sweat building across it as she thrust her hips back and forth into pounding her friend's fat pink butt. Causing it to ripple noticeably even to Jirou, who continued to watch with bated breath. Combine all of that with Mina's mouth, and it all seemed to form one perfect picture that Kyoka was unable to turn away from or even wish to stop. "MLMLLLMM! MLMMLLLM!" Mina moans, feeling as if her ass was being torn a new one while the pro hero reamed into her. Miruko expected this would happen from time to time, especially with someone like Mina, with how she needed to be reminded who was still the top person in the hero agency. And she would always be more than happy to give her that lesson over and over again for as long as she needed to until the idea was practically burned into her head. Rumi always loved beating down abrasive cunts with her cock, and Mina was no different ever in this regard. And she would dish out the same kind of treatment to anyone around her. Nobody would be above getting a fucking from her. No matter what rank or status they stood at, if they got in her way and the opportunity presented itself. The pro hero would prove why she was someone you should never underestimate. It almost gave her a sense of power, something that ran deeper than what her quirk could give her as she raised a hand above her head and proceeded to deliver a volley of hot slaps across Mina's fat ass, panting it across with hand prints that seemed to almost be burned into her skin. "MLLLLMLMLMMMM!" Mina screams as Rumi forces her to ride that fine line between pain and pleasure. Keeping her in place while she pounded her ass into a new year. Stretching her rear out to fit her massive cock as she pushed and pulled it in and out of her before she suddenly reached her peak, digging the grip she had into the pink hero in training's ass as she then pulled it back against her waist before following up with slowly beginning to fill her sphincter full of her spunk. All the while, at the same time, Mina's legs buckle underneath her as she stands there before they go limp, the only thing keeping her up at that point being Rumi's cock still lodged deep inside of her ass before she grabbed hold of the table in front of her as the pro hero began to pull back. All to get a good look at her work as she watched as Mina slowly climbed herself up onto the table to lay beside her friend, the both of them completely exhausted and unable to keep going. Observing the two of them, Miruko knew that she could keep going. And that they'd be more than happy to keep going once she got them going back up again. But as her gaze fell to look out a nearby window at the nighttime cityscape as a small layer of snow fell from the sky, she began to reconsider the idea. "Eh, it's the holidays." Rumi shrugs before walking over and sitting down at a nearby seat. Its cool leather cushion feeling nice on her hot, sweaty skin as she sat there, looking back at her two new sidekicks, unable to stop herself from smiling at the two of them as they both seemingly fell into a deep slumber. She'd give them a break.... For now. But in the meantime, she'd take the time to just enjoy herself and wonder who would be next to join her little agency. "Merry Christmas, rookies." ---- Howdy Doody!~ And Merry Christmas!~ And Happy Holidays!~ Whichever one you prefer!~ Alrighty then! Consider this a little gift on this particularly special day for some. But other than that, this is it, not the end, per se. Let's just call it season 1 of the story for now. I'm not going to leave you hanging for too long. I just need to step back for a little bit and focus on some other stuff so that I don't end up getting burnt out. In the meantime, I hope your all doing well this festive season. I myself am doing fine also. Think I'm going to be taking just a short break for the Holidays. Just until after New Year's. And then afterward, I'll start cranking out new stories for you guys. But don't fret, I've got a lot coming down the pipeline for you folks. A dark futa Asari Mass Effect story, sequels to stories I know you guys liked, and so much more! There's not an exact plan involving how I'm going to go about doing all of this. Just know that I'll be tackling it in the best way that I possibly can. So if you want to be notified of just that, head on over to my Twitter via the link right here: https://twitter.com/ZZOMBOHO Also, the next 3 chapters of Miruko's Own Hero Agency are already up on my Patreon, along with a Patreon exclusive story if you're so curious. So, if your willing to spend 3 measly dollars a month, check out the link here: https://www.patreon.com/ZZOMBOHO But in the end, I hope you enjoyed the chapter!~

Chapter 6 - Night 6

A huff escaped Hannah's lips as she sat down at the bar. Her body was still aching from earlier events. But, more than anything else, the now proudly ex-security guard was done with her job, and now she could finally relax. "Tough day?" The bartender asks, putting down a glass in front of Hannah before reaching for something under the bar. "I guess you could say that." Hannah mutters. It wasn't all bad. She still managed to cash in her check and give the money to her landlord. "In that case." The bartender says before finally pulling up what looks like a whisky bottle. "People like you do tend to come here around this time." "Hmmmm." Hannah hums back, glancing at the glass as the bartender pours the amber liquid into it. She wasn't really one to delve all that deeply into alcohol, but she felt that on a day like this, she more than deserved the chance to relax. Once she was finished pouring, Hannah slowly reached over and picked it up. Taking only a minute to sniff the fluid before sipping down a gulp. It was good, honestly. Way better than the other fluids that Hannah had been force-fed recently. But she wouldn't have to worry about anything like that anytime soon. "It's pretty funny when you think about it." Hannah starts. "People are willing to put themselves through so much for something so little." Was it all worth it? Everything that she had been through up until that point? Eh, that was a question for another day. "You know what I mean?" Hannah asks, finally turning to look up at the bartender, only to see a warped blur and a pair of purple lights looking back down at her. "Yeah, I know what you mean." The bartender says before Hannah suddenly feels herself fall from her seat. ---- Hannah jumps awake in her tub to the sound of her phone ringing. Looking up, she saw the time. 1:00 PM. Standing up from her now room-temperature bath, Hannah wraps a towel around herself before making her way into her apartment hallway. Picking up the phone, Hannah sighs before finally answering it and putting it up to her ear. "Hello?" "Hey! That's my line." The phone girl's voice sounds back to her, making Hannah nearly jump out of her skin. "You're...." Hannah starts, only to trail her words off as she becomes concerned as to why someone from Fredrika's was calling her. "What do you want?" She goes on to ask, sounding a little bit colder than she would've liked. "Well.... I know you just finished up your work week, but....-" Before the phone girl can finish what she has to say, Hannah slams down the phone, hanging it up. "Got out of my bath for this?" Hannah mutters angrily before beginning to walk back off toward her bathroom, only stopping once her phone rings again. "What?!" Hannah yells into the phone. "You didn't let me finish." The phone girl replies, making Hannah sigh, but ultimately gives her the go-ahead to keep talking. "Look, I know things might've been.... Rough for you, the past week." The phone girl puts it lightly. "But, we were hoping you might be able to come in again just for the weekend?" Hannah nearly laughs. After everything they put her through, and they honestly expect her to come back? "We'll pay you overtime?" The phone girl offers, making Hannah scoff in response. "That's fine and all, but I think you're going to have to find another sucker- I mean person to work for you." Hannah intentionally misspeaks. But before Hannah can hang up the phone, the phone girl says something that causes her to pause. "Wait! The animatronics are going to be going in for maintenance, so we just need you to watch the place while it's completely empty." Empty? She heard that before when she first signed up for the job, only to find that she would instead be having overly friendly robot companions for company. But, if the place was actually going to be completely empty.... "How much will this overtime be?" Hannah reluctantly asks. "40$ for the weekend." The phone girl simply responds. It wasn't much, but if she would be operating without having to worry about any robots lurking around, then it might just be worth it. "Fine, I'll be there tonight." Hannah huffs. "Thanks, you won't regret-" Hannah hangs the phone up on the phone girl before leaning back on her heels. Seems her time of relaxation would have to wait. ---- Stepping out of her car and looking up at the building before her, Hannah couldn't help but feel a wave of apprehension. Why was she here? Wasn't she supposed to be done? But if there weren't going to be any animatronics here, then it couldn't be THAT bad, right? Going inside, Hannah made her way toward to show stage to see if the phone girl was telling the truth. And surprisingly enough, she had been. The stage was completely empty. Not entirely satisfied just yet, however, Hannah then made her way to Pirate's Cove and peered behind the curtain, and, much to her delight, that area, too, was completely empty. The security guard felt conflicted. On the one hand, she knew this would be easy money. But on the other, she was still in a place that had done so many bad things to her. But, ultimately, she just had to get through the weekend, and then she would be perfect. Although, she still had to get to her workstation. The office was just as she had left it. Spotless. After everything that had happened the previous day, she didn't want there to be a single trace of the night's events. Still, sitting down and pulling up the monitor, the memories that made their way through her mind caused butterflies to flutter through her stomach. "What a week, what a week." Hannah mutters to herself as she flips through the different camera views before ultimately finding it all pointless. The camera system was meant to watch the animatronics, and now that they weren't there, what was the point in using it? Leaning back in her seat, Hannah checks the time. 12:02. Great. If there was one positive to having the animatronics roam about, it would be that it made otherwise boring nights a lot more interesting. Still, as she leaned back in her chair and looked up at the ceiling light above her, this was the most that she could do. Besides, let her eyes slowly close. ---- Hannah stirred uncomfortably where she was standing. Wait a minute, why was she standing? Opening her eyes, the security guard found herself standing in a line shoulder-to-shoulder with dark, warped feminine figures in a dark void. "Ladies!" A female voice calls out from the empty space in front of her, snapping Hannah out of her thoughts. "The program you have all signed onto is not a get-out-of-jail-free card. It's something that will benefit the greater needs of society while providing you with something you oh-so desire, reduced sentencing recommendations." Hannah was confused, to say the least. Where was she? Everything was kind of a blur to her. "But with the wavers that you have all signed. For as long as you are here, You are mine." ---- Hannah fell out of her chair with a loud thud. Her tablet clatters off to the side as she tries to figure out what just happened. That's when it slowly dawns on her. Oh, yeah. It was just a dream. She was still here. Letting out a sigh as she stands up, she straightens herself out before sitting back down on her chair and begins to flip through the cameras once again. It was now 1:30 AM. Five and a half more hours to go. Despite the threats the animatronics posed, this job was actually kind of boring without having them there. "Wish I could just go walk around." Hannah mutters to herself before suddenly stopping. Why couldn't she do just that? If the animatronics were gone, then that meant she had total and complete reign over the place. Scoffing at herself for not thinking about that sooner, Hannah stands up and makes her way over to the right doorway. The fact that she was standing right at the door sent red flags coursing through her brain, but if she was well and truly alone, then she'd be able to step outside her office, right? Letting out a nervous huff, Hannah closes her eyes and steps out into the right hallway, expecting the worse. But as nothing happens, her eyes slowly start to open, and she sees that, yes, she's totally and completely alone. "Well, then. Let's go give ourselves a tour then." Hannah says quietly, a soft smile on her face. Despite having spent most of the week there, she hadn't really taken the time to look around, outside of peering through all the camera views. But that could only offer so much. Now, on the other hand, she could finally take the chance to look around. With the first place she chose to check out being none other than the show stage. A part of her had to admit, even though they weren't even in the building, seeing the stage completely empty terrified her. The dark also wasn't helping all that much either. Luckily enough, however, in a move that could be called a little late, Hannah bought something along this time around to help her. A flashlight. From room to room, Hannah wandered. Going from the bathrooms all the way to the kitchen. Making her way to parts and service, Hannah slowly extended her hand out and pulled the door open. Revealing the interior to be almost darker than the already pitch-black building. "That's what you get when you don't have any windows." Hannah mutters to herself, shining her flashlight around. She had seen in the camera system that they cleaned out the entire room. So any apprehension she might've had about walking through a room filled with robotic faces and eyes was gone or, at the very least, diminished drastically. There were still some spare parts left around. The occasional eye, prop, what have you, all for the most part placed on a table in the middle of the room. Hannah wasn't ever really one to be into robotics. But seeing some of the parts laid about was still pretty interesting to see, regardless. If only she could figure out where that particular extension they had came from, though. However, before Hannah can get a good look at the objects on the table, the door to the room suddenly shuts with a loud bang, causing her to jump and drop her flashlight, the fall from which causes the bulb to begin flickering. Plunging the room into complete and total darkness with every flicker of her light. "Oh, come on." Hannah mutters as she begins banging her palm against the side of the flashlight. Not really worried about anything at that point beyond just being annoyed at the prospect of her light being broken. "Ah, forget it." Hannah snarls before walking toward the door to the room. She'd take a look at it back in her office. But as she goes to push and open the door, Hannah finds it a lot heavier than she last remembered it to be. It wasn't like there was anything blocking it. The door just felt harder to move for some reason. "What the?" Hannah mutters, continuing to press on the door harder and harder before eventually shifting to push her back up against it. Slowly but surely, the door begins to give way. Taking a good amount of effort to even just open it a crack. But for some weird reason, the door seemed to just get heavier and heavier. Getting weighty enough that Hannah soon had to take a small break. Turning to where her light was flickering in the room. Hannah began to notice something strange. It was hard to see at first, but as Hannah's attention slowly shifted more and more toward it, she saw how, with every occasional flicker of her light, the spare parts on the table were replaced with what looked like an animatronic body. Feeling her heart leap into her throat at the sight, Hannah looked closer, trying to see who it was. It had a feminine figure and looked fairly similar to Fredrika's design. But what stood out to her the most was the fact that it was golden. Hannah would've thought to take a moment and calm herself. Obviously, the past week had messed with her head in some form or level. But her mind was unable to leave the situation before her as she saw the animatronic begin to move. Slowly rising to sit up on the table. Just then, a rush of adrenaline fills Hannah's veins, and she delivers one last strong shove against the door. But instead of meeting that same heavy force blocking her from leaving, it suddenly gives away, causing her to collapse onto her back outside and knock her head dizzy on the floor. Though as she tries to squirm away, she looks up to see that the golden animatronic is now looking directly down at her. Its mouth suddenly opening and letting out a scream that rang loudly in the security guard's ears. But rather than cowering in fear, Hannah rears back a foot a kicks squarely in the animatronic chest, causing a loud empty thud to sound out from the impact. Well, that was a discovery. For all the time that she knew the animatronics, Hannah thought they were built like rocks. But this one, this one, felt like it was hollow for some reason. Although while the find was interesting, the security guard still had to get out of there. And that she did as she quickly scrambled to her feet and ran for the front doors of the building. Sure, there wasn't all that much normal about the original four animatronics. But having them appear out of thin air was a little bit outside of anything she could or would deal with. But just as she reaches the doors, she finds them to be locked. Her mind quickly flashing back to the fact that she locked up the doors before beginning her shift. As a result, Hannah begins scrambling through her work belt, trying to find the right pocket she put the keys in. But the more she looked, the more panicked she became as she was well and truly unable to find them. Finally, she manages to find the keys, only to end up accidentally dropping and kicking them toward the doorway she just came from. And before she can even think of running to grab them, through the darkness, she sees the animatronic's silhouette lumbering toward her. Changing course, Hannah makes her through another doorway and runs to the office. If she could get the doors shut, it could also allow her to catch her breath and figure out what was going on. But before she could round the corner and get to safety, something suddenly grabbed her ankle, causing her to fall forward. Thinking that it was the animatronic, Hannah tries to kick at it, only to hit nothing. Flipping onto her back, Hannah expected to see it standing there, grabbing her. Instead, all she saw was nothing before she was suddenly pulled by an invisible force through the halls of the building. Eventually stopping once she, and whatever had her in its intangible grasp, reach the main showroom. "Gah! Let go of me!" Hannah screams at nothing as she's tossed and turned through the air, figuring that she'd handle getting away first before dealing with the fact that she was actually floating due to some weird animatronic ghost. That's when she suddenly felt a pair of hands seize themselves around her breasts, causing her to yelp as she tries to pry them off of her. Except, she couldn't grab anything. All she could do was feel and look as a pair of handprints bare down on her chest. The fingers digging deep before suddenly tearing Hannah's shirt and bra open, revealing her bare breasts to the cold air before abruptly returning to grabbing and groping her chest. "G-Get off!" Hannah screams, trying to shake herself free as she still floated through the air. This is impossible. At least, it should've been. On some level, Hannah could see the normal animatronics and what they do as some sort of weird messed-up feature. But here, not a single part of this was right. But rather than ponder on her current situation, Hannah's mind is torn to the fact that the intangible hands finally stopped groping up her breasts. A welcome reprieve, to say the least, before she suddenly felt something get pushed into her mouth and down her throat. A sadly familiar sensation for her as she realized that whatever was grabbing hold of her just shoved its cock in her mouth. "GLKLK!" Hannah gurgles wetly. Her hands fly to her mouth to try and pry the invisible member from her mouth. Only to go through the same process as before, as she wasn't able to feel anything besides the long rigid cock that was currently excitedly exploring her mouth. Back and forth, the cock sawed itself in and out of her mouth. With Hannah still putting up the best fight that she could possibly do even though she couldn't even see her attacker, let alone actually feel them, except when they fuck brutally fuck her face with relentless sexual passion and lustful fervor and vigor. Despite not being able to actually see the length, Hannah could easily tell how massive it was just by feeling how far it moved down her mouth and throat. Its large and girthy head banging around her wet gaping maw and causing a stream of flem and spit to come gushing out and across her chest. Hannah had given oral before. Both consensually and not, if those animatronics had anything to say about it, but during all of those times, she had a general idea of what was going on and who she was giving pleasure to. This time, on the other hand, she was just left to float in the air as some sort of invisible ghost fucked her mouth. Blocking off her airway and choking her with its member. But as Hannah's eyes started to roll into the back of her head and her vision began to fade. One final thrust down her throat causes a sudden burst of cum to fill her mouth. Pooling out of the corners of her lips and going across her tongue, and traveling down her throat. But instead of it originating from some sort of member, the liquid just seemed to form in her mouth before getting shot down her gullet. Just as suddenly as it had been thrust down her throat, however, the invisible cock was wretched free from her mouth, allowing the security guard to breathe deep lungs full of nice, except now, cum flavored air. But before she can continue to process what is even happening, she's suddenly flipped so that she's now facing the ceiling above her. "W-What are you- Oh, wait!" Hannah screams as her pants are suddenly torn off of her. Basking her lower half in the cold air of the room before her panties follow the same suit and are promptly removed from her. Now fully exposed, Hannah begins fighting harder than she ever fought before. Attempting so desperately to push away whatever had her in its grasp. But it was almost like fighting air itself. Hannah didn't feel anything she could grab, hit, kick, or even push. She was entirely helpless. Especially as she began to feel something hard press against the entrance to her pussy, causing her to take in a short gasp of air through clenched teeth while she continued to fight. However, she couldn't do a single thing as she felt the intangible length slowly push itself inside her. Going deeper and deeper until she felt its massive head press against the entrance to her cervix. At that point, Hannah was trying anything she possibly could to try and get away. She even tried throwing herself to the floor beneath her, desperately hoping that she might gain some chance to flee from her current predicament. Steadily, Hannah then began to feel as the ghost's cock slowly pulled itself out of her. Giving her some vain hope that the chance to escape might come, only to have those hopes soundly dashed as the member slammed itself back inside her, causing her to let out a shrill scream mixed with a sharp-sounding moan. The process soon repeated itself again and again. Building up from a slow and gradual pace to a rapid-fire fucking as Hannah's body was swung down against a pair of hips that weren't even there. But despite all of that, she could feel every rigid curve the cock had as it plundered the deepest and most sacred parts of her insides. Building up to a fast enough speed that culminated in one final thrust that finally pushed her over the edge. Her pussy spraying out a gushing wave of fluids that splattered down onto the ground beneath her. Simultaneously working alongside the feeling of her pussy being filled with cum coming from no discernable source. Ultimately, Hannah was left in a dazed state that left her still questioning what was even going on, but still leaving her unable to stop fighting what was going on. Even if anything that she tried to do proved to be useless against what was going on. That's when, just as suddenly as she was picked up, whatever was holding her in the air, finally let go of her. Causing her to fall. ---- Hannah awoke with a jump, her eyes darting around the empty office space around her as the 6 AM chime sounded off through the building. That was.... Interesting, to say the least. Was it a dream? It felt way too real to be that. But as her adrenaline slowly started to come down, and she began to think more calmly, Hannah realized that it must've been just that. A weird dream after a strange week of working. That was until she began to move around in her seat, causing her to notice a strange sensation coming from beneath. Then, reaching down into her pants, she came to a sudden realization about something. Her pussy was filled with cum. ---- Happy that I was able to get this out sooner rather than later. Sorry that the smut isn't as long as usual. Ghost smut is kind of out of my writing skills. But, hopefully, with time, I'll be able to get it down a whole lot better and improved for you to enjoy.

Chapter 7 - Night 7

Hannah couldn't believe she was actually going to do this. She glanced up at the clock and saw what time it was. 11:58. Two more minutes until things got started. But after everything that had happened, she just couldn't help herself at that point. No matter how hard that little screaming voice in her head wanted to. This was her final day at this place, and she was going to enjoy it. So, as the time finally hit midnight, Hannah climbed atop the table in parts and services and waited. She figured that sooner or later, they would all get a general idea of what was going on. Or, at the very least, they would find her. And when that would happen, that's when things could really begin. And, sure enough, as she lay out across the table, she began to hear what sounded like heavy metal footsteps making their way to where she was. Reaching down, Hannah begins to unbutton her shirt before pulling it off entirely. Only then does she reach behind herself and unclip her bra, freeing her breasts to the cool air as she leans back even further on the table. Finally, after it felt like way too long, the door to the room opened, but it wasn't until Hannah simply blinked, and in that short amount of time, she saw a bunny-eared head sticking its way in through the door. "O-Oh! Your here." Hannah remarks, sounding more nervous than she would've liked. Despite having planned most, if not all, of this down to the best of her ability, she still couldn't quite get over the nervousness that she was feeling at that moment. For a moment, Bonnie simply stares at her, looking almost confused in her metal face before she slowly slinks back behind the door. Steadily afterward, each of the animatronics begins to file their way into the room. Making Hannah's heart beat faster and faster with every new appearance from them. "Well, now. Out of all things, I did not expect something like this." Chica chuckles. "Seems our dear security guard has come around." Fredrika remarks. "An interesting turn of events, to say the least." "She'll be cumming soon enough, alright. But, even I'm a little shocked." Bonnie adds on. For her part, Foxy only snarls lustfully as her large metal red member stands high at attention. "L-Look, despite everything you've done to me. There's still a part of me that kind of...." Hannah takes a moment, the words she intends to say sounding just as insane as they seemed in her head. "Had f-fun?" Hannah sheepishly admits. Now that she was surrounded on all sides, a part of her couldn't help but feel like this wasn't right. But those thoughts were easily overridden by the lust coursing through her veins as she shifted her position to kneeling down on the floor in front of all of them. "A-And since this is my f-final day. I'd f-figured we should make this count." Hannah goes on to say. The animatronics, say for Foxy, who still continued to stare at her, looked at each other, simply pondering the logic that the security guard was putting out as she put herself out. "I don't know about ya'll. But that sounds good enough for me." Chica finally speaks up, with both Bonnie and Fredrika nodding along. "In that case, l-let's get started, then." Hannah says, trying to sound confident but only coming off as more nervous in the process. "Well, then. If she insists." Fredrika says before turning to Chica. "How about you go first, Chica? You were her first, weren't you?" "Oh, aren't you just a doll." Chica smiles before turning to Hannah, large yellow metal cock standing at attention as she walks over toward the security guard. "Now, knock yourself out, darlin'!" Chica cheers. Hannah stares down the head of the member in front of her. Gazing into its eye as, a drop of pre-cum oozes out of its tip and splatters onto the floor beneath her. Even though she had plenty of experience at that point, Hannah was still a little nervous. But as the animatronic chicken looked down at her expectantly, the security guard knew that she had to do something. And so, with a shaking hand, Hannah reaches out and grabs hold of the cock before her, a part of her marveling at how realistic it felt now that she was able to really feel it outside of having it thrust and shoved down her holes. Although, Hannah did figure at that point that the aroused animatronic was looking for something beyond her just grabbing it and staring at it. And so, with enough huff, Hannah begins to slowly jerk the robot off. "Oh, my. Seems you're actually going to go through with this." Chica remarks, looking down at her as Hannah continues to wring her hand back and forth across her cock. Smearing the pre-cum that came out of the tip across the entirety of it to give herself a better grip and glide as she stroked her thick member. "S-Said as much, didn't I?" Hannah defensively responds, glancing up at the metal animatronic face looking down at her before turning her attention back to what she was doing, giving the robot the best handjob that she could possibly provide. Eventually, Hannah feels that she gets the hang of the handjob, with her being able to give wider strokes encapsulating further parts of the entire length. While with her other hand, she's able to go so far as to reach down and begin to softly stroke at the animatronic's testicles. But, after a while, the security guard begins to feel so bold that, after with enough building of courage on her part, she carefully pushes her head forward and opens her mouth. Allowing the head of the massive length to move past her lips as she now begins to felicitate the cock before her. The first thing that really comes to mind when she begins doing so is the salty, bitter taste of the pre. The synthetic nature of it caused shivers to travel up her spine as she ingested the fluid, slurping it up and swallowing it as it came oozing into her mouth. Rather than simply stopping there, Hannah pushes both herself and her head down even further as she takes more of Chica's length into her mouth. At the same time, her hand, still softly fondling the robot's testicles, continued to work its magic as she massaged them. Bit by bit, Hannah took more of the animatronic's cock into her mouth. At some point, getting to the point where she could then feel the aroused head bump against the entrance to her throat. Eventually, after enough effort on her part, the security guard's nose finally reaches Chica's waist as she feels the head of her cock push deep into her maw, delving as deep as it could possibly go while Hannah struggles not to gag. "Feeeewwwww weeeeeeeeeee! Sure you haven't done this before, darlin'?" Chica asks, earning herself a spiteful glare from Hannah aimed directly up at her. If she was willing to do something like this, the least she could do was be somewhat grateful about it. "Aw, don't be like that, sugah! Take it as a compliment." Chica chuckles, giving a small thrust to her hips that, while not all that extreme, nearly threw Hannah completely off. "Besides, if you're so willing to do this, why not take care of me and Fredrika here?" Bonnie adds on as she and Fredrika stand on either side of Chica, their members aimed directly at Hannah as she begins to move her head back and forth across the yellow cock in her mouth. The security guard knew full well what they were looking for at that point. And so, with a slightly choked-sounding groan, Hannah raises up both of her hands to the robots' groins and begins to stroke them off. A difficult task, to say the least, having to work on three separate members at the same time. Moving her head back and forth, Hannah picked up the pace. Working her mouth up and down Chica's length in an increasingly vigorous fashion. Causing a good amount of spit mixed with small traces of flem to start oozing out past the corners of her lips and down her face, eventually trailing down to her bare breasts. If ever so slightly, Hannah began to notice Chica as she slowly moved her hips with her head as she worked it up and down across her cock. Making the security guard speed up even further as her tongue swirled around and across the length. Continuing on with it, even as her wrists began to feel sore as they stroked off Fredrika and Bonnie's massive lengths. The handling of which was far from the easiest thing in the world for her as she went about it. Trying to please the two of them on either side of her while moving her mouth up and down across the one in front of her. Eventually, she couldn't take the soreness in her hands and arms any longer and proceeded to pull her head off of Chica's cock before using both of her hands to stroke her off. Trying to please the animatronic the most she possibly could at that moment. Which actually seems to do the trick, as reasonably soon afterward, Hannah just barely closes her eyes in time as the tip of Chica's cock sprays out a series of thick heavy loads of cum across her face. With some of the synthetic liquid managing to make itself into her mouth. "Not bad, hun." Chica congratulates, making the security guard feel an odd sense of pride at her accomplishment. "But I think there's someone who's been looking forward to some treatment for some time now." Chica adds to what she was saying. But before Hannah could ponder further on what Chica had said, a pair of hands seized her throat from behind, practically choking her as they slowly bent her head backward until her vision was upside down. Only then did she see the familiar pair of muscular thighs and the large erect metal cock between them. Just as a strained wheeze was just about to leave her mouth, Hannah's vision is then suddenly taken up by a pair of thick balls that come colliding up against her eyes and nose as Foxy spears her cock directly into Hannah's mouth and down her throat. Almost instantly, Foxy begins to swing her hips back and forth into Hannah's face. Her testicles slapped back and forth against Hannah's face as she went to work completely fucking the security guard's throat. Causing a wave of fluids that consisted mostly of spit and flem to come coursing down Hannah's face, while Hannah herself tried her best to stabilize the current position she was in. "Hey, make sure you don't forget about us." Bonnie comments before both she and Fredrika move themselves so that their once again standing on either side of Hannah, large erect cocks sticking out and pointed directly toward her. While she wasn't able to really make it known, the most coming out of her mouth being a groan that was mostly overtaken by garbled cries, Hannah wasn't really all that appreciative of the sentiment. Even though her throat was being brutally ravaged by the lustful fox, the bunny and bear duo still thought it would be more than fine to keep going on their parts. And yet, despite it all, Hannah went along with it. After finding that Foxy's grip alone was more than enough to keep her in place, the security guard cautiously extended out both of her hands to the aroused members on either side of her. And with enough effort, she manages to grab hold of both of them and continue to stroke them off. It wasn't easy, far from it, actually. But there, Hannah still worked her wrists up and down their cocks. Hannah very quickly began to hope that Foxy would finish sooner rather than later. The lack of oxygen was really starting to get to her at that point, and in those brief moments of time where she was able to breathe, the air she took in was thick with the stench of her own spit and flem. Almost as if answering her concerns, but not entirely in the way that she was hoping for, Hannah feels both Bonnie and Fredrika begin to move their hips along with her stroking. All soon adding up to the both of them bursting, coating her neck and chest in the process. While she was now glad that her wrists wouldn't have to be worked any further at that point, her current situation still didn't change from having her throat being absolutely plundered by the animatronic fox using her mouth. A robot who vigorously and almost endlessly thrust her thick mechanical hips back and forth, causing her cum-filled balls to slap repeatedly against her face. And going for such an extended amount of time that the corners around the security guard's vision began to falter and blur enough to the point that she began to feel almost lightheaded from the sheer lack of oxygen being provided to her desperate lungs. Finally, after what felt like way too long, but without missing a single beat, cum began to shoot out of the head of Foxy's cock. All the while, the animatronic didn't slow down her movement for a second, with the robot going so far as to keep going until she was well and truly satisfied. But, eventually, the fox pulled her hips back and released the security guard from her grip, allowing Hannah to collapse onto her back and gasp for air. "J-Jeez...." Hannah says in between coughs as she sits up. "If you don't a-already know, my body isn't exactly m-meant to take that sort of treatment." Hannah explains. But before she could scold the animatronics any further, she's suddenly seized from behind and pulled up to her feet by Chica. "Well, darlin', you were the one who was lookin' for some fun." Chica responds. "Also, I think it's about time we got things off." Chica adds to what she says, her metal hand slowly reaching down past Hannah's side and making its way to the security guard's still-covered groin. "Alright, j-just let me take them off-" Before Hannah can even finish her sentence, let alone begin the process of taking off her pants, Chica takes the liberty to tear the piece of clothing off from her legs. "You guys suck." Hannah sighed, rolling her eyes. "What? They only just get in the way." Bonnie says, stepping up, cock in hand. "You're also feelin' a little wet down here." Chica comments slyly as her mechanical digits begin to softly stroke at Hannah's groin. "Oh, you guys wouldn't- KNOW!" Just as Hannah is about to go in on them, the animatronic chicken currently holding her penetrates her cock deep inside her anus. Surprising the security guard before getting into a series of powerful thrusts that caused her rear to ripple. "C-Can you guys just give me a second?!" Hannah yells as she's pulled back and forth across Chica's cock. The sensation of every single bump and groove across the cock causing sparks and waves of pleasure to fly through the security guard's body. Even though she was taken off guard by the sudden penetration, as time went by, she couldn't help but feel her body react more and more positively to it with every thrust. "Sorry, hun, but you asked for this." Chica responds, her metal hands digging harder into Hannah's rear as she pulls her back and forth across her cock. Barely giving the security guard a single moment to think as she vigorously pulled her hips against her own. The most Hannah could do in response was simply moan, groan, and just take it. Feeling as her most sacred ring was brutally reamed out by the mechanical cock traveling deep inside her before pulling itself back out and repeating the same process over and over again. "Doesn't look like you aren't enjoying yourself either." Bonnie remarks, pointing out the now steady stream of fluid trailing down Hannah's leg. "O-Oh, s-shut up!" Hannah snarls. But it was true. The more Chica fucked her ass, the more her body reacted to it. And the way that it reacted was in the form of pure unadulterated pleasure that coursed its way through her entire system. Setting every single nerve she had on edge with firey enjoyment that only increased in strength the longer the animatronic chicken continued to plow into her asshole. Already having quite the experience prior to her even being penetrated in her lower half had already tuned her mind to what was going on. And now that she was actually being fucked, she couldn't help but feel her body go along with what was happening. And while that might've happened before in a far less consensual sense, this time around, a growing part of herself couldn't deny the fire building up within herself and how it made her feel. That wasn't to say that there still weren't lingering parts of her dignity and pride that objected heavily to what was happening. A part of her couldn't quite believe that she was willingly going through with this and that she wanted to be used by the animatronics, but the longer that she was fucked, the too horny she became to care. She couldn't even help when she began to move her hips back against Chica's, her body and mind both following the pleasure to wherever it went. Increasingly hoping to receive more and more of it to fill her growing desires and sexual needs. It was just all so much for her. But Hannah couldn't help but feel almost how it fit her. Eventually, Hannah's body couldn't take anymore sexual torment, and with one final thrust on Chica's part, the security guard's body goes rigid as an orgasm explodes out from her pussy, the sweet nectar pouring down her legs while she throws her head back in pleasure. But that didn't mean Chica didn't stop moving. In fact, her grip on Hannah's hips only tightened as she sped up her thrusting even further, pushing the security guard through orgasm after orgasm as she continued to fuck her massive cock in and out of her asshole. Building up faster and faster speeds until Hannah was left a moaning mess. Her mind struggling to stay with what was happening to her as she was brutally ravaged from behind by the animatronic. "Oooooh!!!!" Loose moans and then some fly from the security guard's mouth, her tongue hanging out the side of her mouth as she's pulled back and forth across Chica's cock. Riding out the pleasure for as long as Chica was willing to have her. "Jeez, really given it to her, aren't you, Chica?" Bonnie asks, standing off to the side and enjoying the show while stroking her own massive member. A pearl of pre-cum oozing slickly out of its head and dripping down onto the floor beneath them. "Well, if this gon' be our last time together, I sure as heck want to make it special." Chica responds, not slowing down her thrusting for a second. "Buuuut, if your feelin' so excited," Chica starts before suddenly shifting her grip from Hannah's hips to her wrists, allowing the security guard to lean forward until she was at crotch level with Bonnie's member. "Why not give her mouth a try?" Chica recommends. "Aw, you don't need to do something like that." Bonnie thanks her fellow animatronic. "But I'll be more than happy to take you up on that." Bonnie goes on to say, stepping up in front of Hannah's face, who didn't even seem to notice what was going on until it was too late, with the animatronic bunny seizing the security guard by the back of the head. And in that brief moment, shoving her member deep inside her throat. For her part, Hannah was taken well and truly off guard at that moment. One moment she was getting her ass fucked, which she still is, but then in the next moment, something that the security guard barely even registers, she's angled forward, and then following that, a cock had suddenly taken up residency in her throat. Leading to where she was then, being sawed back and forth across a pair of massive metal members that push themselves as deep as they can possibly go. Her once loud moans that had been prevalent inside the room she was in were now replaced with the sounds of wet gurgling as Bonnie's large cock was fucked back and forth into the deepest recesses of her throat. All the while, Chica slammed her hips up against Hannah's in a swift constant motion of lustful fervor. "Don't know where all that reluctance before was coming from. You're doing great!" Chica comments, punctuating her words with thrusts that sent a particularly loud gurgling cry out from Hannah's well fucked maw, the tight grip she has on her wrists remaining tight as ever as she holds her in place while she fucks her. Hannah would've loved to reply to that. But due to the aforementioned cock in her throat, that would be close to impossible to do. So, in the end, she was forced to stay there and get fucked while they continued chatting with each other. "Well, it seems she's come around at least somewhat if she's here with us now." Bonnie remarks, her engorged cock continuing to messily scrape around the deepest parts of Hannah's throat, causing the security guard to gag and retch as she choked on not only her immense member but also the spit and flem that was being dragged up with every thrust. Ultimately, they did have some sort of a point. She still decided to do this out of her own volition and choice. But the way that they were describing it, it just rubbed her the wrong way. There was almost a slight smugness to it all, with it sounding like this was all but an inevitably. But what could she realistically do at that point to argue against what they were saying? It was a well-established point that they were stronger than her in almost every single regard. At that point, despite having reluctance to come to the conclusion of such, she was theirs to play with as they wished and choose. However, instead of feeling any sort of shame about it, she continued to only feel more and more pleasure regarding the idea. Letting loose for once, it was a liberating experience. And being able to be fucked like a whore, after all the stress that she had been through, whether it'd be having to navigate the stress of desperately searching for rent money or having to operate in a job that was far below any safety standard she could really think of, a part of Hannah couldn't but feel like she deserved something like this. A feeling that came to a head as both Chica and Bonnie slammed themselves as deep as they could go in one final thrust, squeezing her body between their metal own while their thick metal cocks began to unload bursts of cum into her holes. A sensation that just about pushed Hannah's mind over the edge as her eyes began to roll into the back of her head, a powerful orgasm building up directly from her core before finally being released out from her. For a while, the animatronics kept her there, stuck in between the two of them as they blew their thick loads inside her. The same kind of synthetic fluid that was being shot up directly into her asshole being the same fluid that was being pumped down her throat. But, eventually, the security guard is finally released. First, starting with Bonnie, who slowly pulls her cock out from Hannah's mouth, blowing a few final shots across her face in the process. Following that, Chica then begins the process of easing her grip on Hannah's wrists as she also pulls her cock out of her ass, at the same time allowing the security guard to stand on her own two feet. However, after the fucking she just got, the most Hannah could do was collapse face-first onto the ground, well and truly fucked at that point as synthetic cum began to ooze out of her rear. They were talking to each other. But at that point, Hannah's brain was fried. The only thing in there was the pleasure that had been granted to her. She had been used and abused like some whore, and she loved every single moment of it. The liberation, the lustful freedom, it was all like something that she had been waiting for her entire life. The ability to simply just let go and become the slut she knew she always wanted to be. It wasn't until she felt a large mechanical frame crouch over her as she lay on the floor and pulled her waist up, if ever so slightly, that her mind started to come back to what was currently happening to her. Exciting her more than anything else as she realized that they weren't done. As she lay there, the anticipation was nearly unbearable. The possibilities almost seemed limitless to Hannah's fuck addled brain. But she soon got her answer as she felt something large begin to push into her pussy, starting the whole process of building up to an orgasm all over again. It was interesting to think about, but as the large metal member pushed itself inside her, Hannah realized that in all of this time, not once had she cum from her pussy being used. That train of thinking nearly elicited a feeling of admiration aimed directly toward the animatronics. That they were able to make use of her body so thoroughly with barely even any contact aimed at her crotch itself. But now, after all of this time, the sensation of having her pussy slowly being penetrated was just about enough to push Hannah over the edge right then and there. Her mind just barely holding on by the thinnest of possible strings as her fingers and toes tightly curled. Inch by inch, bit by bit, she felt the cock move deeper and deeper inside her. Sending hot waves of electric pleasure aimed directly at her core. Eventually, however, Hannah felt the hips of whoever was behind her come to rest up against hers. Then, much to the security guard's pleasure, she began to feel as the cock slowly slid itself out of her. Those same inches she felt traveling deep inside her, slowly pulling out until just the head of the cock was there. After that, Hannah felt the entire process as it began to repeat itself. The cock sliding back up inside her before slowly pulling back out once again. "You know, I think I'm going to miss you." A voice sounding like Fredrika says above her. Ah, so that's who was inside her. The animatronic bear who was steadily building up a pace of pushing and pulling her cock in and out of Hannah's pussy. But from what she had said, Hannah couldn't help but feel slightly confused at what she was talking about. "W-What do you mean?" Hannah asks, struggling to string a simple sentence together while her brain is coursing with pleasure. "Well, this is your last day, isn't it?" Fredrika asks, continuing to talk while fucking Hannah. "Y-Yeah, but I don't see how that relates to anything." Hannah responds, growing increasingly perplexed at what Fredrika is talking about. "Tomorrow, most likely, you'll end up getting replaced by another security guard. And then we'll have fun with them. But it's fine, right? You get to go back to your normal, everyday life while things continue on as always back here, in the pizzeria." Fredrika explains. Her words slowly getting rid of the sexual excitement that Hannah had. There wasn't really any doubt about it. Fredrika was right. After that day, she'd be free, and she could find another job that didn't have her getting screwed in all of her holes by some robots. But if that was the case, why was Hannah beginning to feel slightly nervous about the idea? Was she actually starting to become attached? Despite the many, many flaws the job had, she hadn't quite felt such a way before in her life. The freedom, the liberation, everything, would she be able to find a job, let alone anything that would ever give her such a feeling again in her life? The more she thought about it, the more dread she began to feel. Would she really be able to go back to her old life after everything? "B-But, I can still come back and visit you all again, right?" Hannah stutters. Why would things have to end right then and there? "Aw, seems you really have been getting attached, haven't you?" Bonnie comments, with Hannah looking up and seeing how she stroked herself off. Her cock was already hard once again while her mechanical eyes peered down at Hannah. "Don't worry, darlin'. You can still visit during one of the shows. When everybody else is here." Chica says. "Though, I doubt we'll be as interactive as we are with you now." Chica adds, sparking more dread throughout the security guard's body. "Y-You know that's not what I meant." Hannah says, growing slightly irritated at the same time she was becoming almost fearful. "It's just how things are. I'm sure you know there's nothing we ourselves can do about it." Fredrika says, at the same time speeding up her thrusting. Pounding her hips up against Hannah's in a quick and powerful motion of lustful, vigorous, robust fucking. It all should've felt so good. Being able to let go and have fun in the ways that Hannah always wanted to feel, but as the animatronic bear furiously fucked her pussy. The security guard couldn't help as her mind found itself drifting toward other things. Everything just seemed to really blur at that point. Hannah could still feel Fredrika fucking her, hips pounding against hers, mechanical grip trapped tightly around her, the feel of the bulbous aroused head banging against the entrance to her womb, but it just didn't seem right at that point. She didn't even realize that Fredrika was about to finish until the robot was cumming inside her, filling her tight pussy with load after load of synthetic seed that absolutely coated every single part of the interior walls of her pussy. Even the orgasm Hannah herself wasn't as big. With the only thing showing its occurrence was the added wetness between the security guard's legs and the slight euphoric rush that made its way through her entire system. Slowly pulling out of Hannah's pussy, Fredrika slowly rose to her feet as she, along with the rest of the animatronics, looked down at the security guard, who remained perfectly still. But rather than being trapped in orgasmic bliss, Hannah was stuck in thought. Hannah was troubled with just about everything that was currently going on at the time. "Well, then, gang. I think it's about time we all really showed our appreciation for our night guard here." Fredrika announces. "I agree. It's only fair after all the hard work she did for us." Bonnie adds to what Fredrika says. "B-B-B-But.... I-I-I-I...." Hannah tries to speak, but her words fail her. Why was this happening to her after everything she had done? It wasn't fair. It honestly just wasn't fair. She couldn't go back, but she would ultimately have to in the end. Reverting back to the life she was always meant to have and live for herself. Rather quickly, Hannah feels multiple pairs of robotic hands grab her and begin to turn and flip her around, getting her into the proper position. Put on her back. The security guard is laid across Bonnie, who holds her tightly in her arms. The head of her large purple cock pushing against the entrance to Hannah's rear hole. While at the same time, Chica kneels down and grabs hold of her spread legs like they were nothing, holds them against her chest, and readies her cock at her pussy's entrance. More than prepared to charge in there at any time. Then, standing above her, Foxy sits down on Hannah's stomach and slides her cock between the security guard's tits. Pressing the two pieces of meat around her member as she almost growls with arousal. But before Hannah could even ponder on that any further, her vision was turned upside down as Fredika pulled her head up and presses the head of her cock, still slick with Hannah's own juices, into Hannah's mouth. Finally, once they were all in their proper places, each and every one of the animatronics began to fuck her at once. With Bonnie and Chica swinging their hips side by side with each other as they thrust into Hannah's pussy and asshole. Quickly filling up the security guard's lower holes with large robot cock. While at the same time, Foxy begins to swing her hips back and forth as she begins to fuck Hannah's tits alongside Fredrika, who sinks her cock as deep as it can go into the security guard's mouth, going so far until she finally bottoms out and her balls swing over to clap over her nose and eyes. Almost instantly, however, once they were all inside her, Hannah's mind nearly goes completely blank as it's utterly overwhelmed with pleasure. She had been fucked multiple times throughout the week, but for some odd and peculiar reason, here, Hannah felt more overwhelmed than she had ever felt in her time working at this place. Whether it'd be how many cocks were fucking her, combined with the feelings coursing through her mind of going back to a normal life after everything that she had been through, Hannah didn't exactly know. All she did know by per chance was that she might've actually bit off more than she was able to chew in this situation that she was currently in. She had never felt more liberated and free in her entire life, and yet, as she was pounded around in four entire fronts, she felt so constricted and trapped by what was going on. Hannah knew, deep down, that despite feeling so good, she wouldn't ever feel this way again, at least not for a long while. "Wow, darlin', your handlin' us all so well. It's a right talent bein' able to take us all on at once." Chica congratulates, continuing to thrust her hips into Hannah's pussy, penetrating her cock deep inside while the security guard could only respond with a wet and troubled gurgle as Fredrika slammed her own cock directly down Hannah's throat. "Oh, make sure to tell me if you need to breathe at any point." Fredrika tells Hannah as her balls repeatedly slap against Hannah's nose and eyes, covering her vision and forcing her to smell the spit and flem that leaked out over them with every firm thrust the robot bear dealt to the deepest parts of Hannah's gaping maw. "I don't think she can respond to you." Bonnie remarks, still thrusting her cock upwards and directly into Hannah's ass. Filling her tight sphincter with massive metal cock as her hips shot up and down in a quick fast pace and motion, yet also having a good amount of strength behind every movement she makes while reaming out the security guard. "Oh. I see." Fredrika says before slowly sliding her cock out of Hannah's mouth, allowing the security guard to breathe as strands of saliva and flem trails down her messy face. "Make sure to tell me if you need to breathe at any point." "I-I can't- GLRKLK!" Before Hannah has a chance to say what she wants to say, she's suddenly caught off guard as Fredrika reinserts her cock past her lips and begins wildly thrusting once again, continuing what she was once doing and filling up the security guard's throat with her large robot cock. With every passing second, Foxy's grip on Hannah's breasts only tightened around her cock. Keeping them firmly around her member as she thrust her hips wildly back and forth, making sure to make use of every single part of the security guard's chest as she fucked her cock between them. Bit by bit, everything was building up to the ultimate moment. As the animatronics moved faster and faster, Hannah could feel it building up within herself. And she was just as afraid of it as she was excited to feel it explode out of her in a tirade of endless pleasure. Then, finally, with one final thrust, all aimed at Hannah at once, each of the animatronics cum, filling up her ass, pussy, mouth, and spraying out between her breasts. At the same time, Hannah's orgasm shakes through her entire body, something that hits her so strongly that the security guard can't help but feel her eyes begin to roll into the back of her head. That was, until she suddenly fell through the floor, with Hannah finding herself trapped in a cascade of screamings of fear and pleasure. ---- "Hannah? Hannah, can you hear me?" Melody asks, softly shaking the security guard who slept at her desk. Finally, after what felt like far too long, Hannah begins to stir from her slumber as her eyes slowly open. "Huh, what?" Hannah asks, sitting up in her chair as she looks around the office space around her. Oh, yeah. Must've just been another dream. Still, Hannah couldn't quite help but think about how real it all felt. Opening up her tablet, Hannah was surprised to see various workers mulling about the building. That's when she noticed the time. 8:00 AM. "Oh, jeez! Sorry about that." Hannah suddenly rises from her seat, feeling apologetic about falling asleep on the job. "It's fine. It's fine." Melody waves away her worries, looking sheepishly at the apologetic woman before her. "Happens to the best of us." "But, uh, I also wanted to give you this." Melody says as she reaches into her pocket and pulls out a check. "Final one." "Ah, thanks." Hannah mutters as she takes the small piece of paper. And, yep. 20$ entire dollars. For some reason, it felt easy, while it also didn't. "Look, I wish I could've given you a better farewell, but, uh...." Melody tries to explain to Hannah, but her words trail off. "Oh, no, it's fine." Hannah responds. "I wasn't really expecting all that much anyway." Eventually, after a short and casual conversation regarding what Hannah would do now, both women bid each other farewell and leave. With Melody staying back in the office while Hannah made her way toward the front entrance of the building she was in. It was weird. Hannah had never really gotten a chance to see the place in the day, but she wasn't exactly looking to stick around. But as she walked down the left hallway, she was stopped as a pair of workers loaded up Foxy into Pirate's Cove. Looking at the fox animatronic, a part of her still couldn't believe how fast she was, being able to dart down a hall in such a short amount of time. Turning her attention away from the fox, Hannah made her way through the building, only stopping once again to change out of her uniform. She was just about to leave when her attention was drawn to the main stage, where the trio stood, being readied by other workers. Deep down, even as the animatronics looked blankly into the room, Hannah could still feel their gazes focused on her. It sent a chill down her spine, but she ultimately sighed and made her way out of the building, promising herself that she would never return. ---- There, that's finally it. Since this was the final chapter, I more or less wanted to go out with a bang. Or I guess you could say a 'gangbang.' Eh? Eh? Ah, it's fine. In the end, I am happy to have finally finished this story, and now I'm able to move on to other ones. But more than anything else, I do hope you liked it. And I'm excited to hopefully entertain you further later down the line with more stories.

Chapter 1 - Having Some Fun Together

A cool autumn breeze blew its way through Hometown as both Kris and Susie walked along the sidewalk. The day had been like it always was, school, then home to study. Nothing out of the ordinary for the monster-human duo. While Kris wasn't the most talkative type, it just so happened that during that day in particular, Susie didn't have much to say either. It wasn't until Kris reached behind himself into his backpack and pulled out a box of chalk that his friend said something. "Yo!" Susie exclaims, snatching up the box of chalk and opening it, revealing the soft stone delicacy inside. Just as fast as she opened it, the monster girl popped one of the pieces into her mouth and gulped it down. "How'd you know I've been craving?" Susie asks, turning to the human. In response, Kris simply shrugs his shoulders and continues to walk down the sidewalk. "Just a guess, huh?" Susie asks, raising an eyebrow at her friend, all before a toothy smile begins to grow across her face. Despite rarely ever speaking, over the time that they had spent together, Susie had slowly been able to pick up on the meanings behind certain behaviors Kris did. With this certain random gesture of kindness only meaning one thing. "You think your mom's home?" Almost instantly, Kris stops walking as Susie can see a chill run up his spine before he turns around to face her and shakes his head. "Well, then, let's get going!" Susie smiles back at her friend before quickly snatching him up by his hand and running off down the road. ---- Sure, enough, no car sat in the home's driveway, giving both Kris and Susie the go-ahead to do what they wanted to do. Stepping inside the home, Susie takes a moment to survey the surroundings as excitement bubbles up within herself. "Hey," Susie starts, turning to look at Kris, who looks back up at her almost anxiously. "Go get me some apple juice while I get comfortable." Almost instantly, the human darts off toward the small home's kitchen while the monster girl walks over and takes a seat on the couch. Even though their place was small, Susie really liked the place. It was better than hers, at the very least. Leaning back, Susie reached over and plucked up a remote, and turned on the TV before beginning to flip through random channels. Nothing good was on, but finding something to watch on TV wasn't her plan. Especially as Kris returned holding a glass of apple juice. "Took ya long enough." Susie snarls as she snatches the glass away from the human, who only continues to stand there nervously. After a few more channels, the monster girl ultimately settles for some random anime. Nothing crazy, but good enough for background noise. Taking a sip out of her drink, Susie flashed an eye over toward Kris, who still continued to stand there, practically shaking in place. "You know what? Maybe I'm not feeling all that up to it today." Susie says, enjoying how her words caused Kris to suddenly jump in place. Oh, how she loved teasing him whenever he got like this. He was so easy to play, which made him all the more adorable as a result. "Yeah, I don't know. Classes just really dragged on and on. Doing it now just seems like too much." Susie continues on, watching as Kris trembles more and more. She loved it, seeing the only human in town hang off every word she said. It gave her a sense of power she hadn't ever really had before. But, something Susie also learned during her time spent with Kris was the limit to push things. "Although," Susie starts, changing her tune as she spreads her legs. A  sizable and noticeable bulge in her pants as she sits there, smirking smugly at the human standing before her. "Maybe you can do something to help change my mind?" From where he was standing to kneeling between her legs, Kris darts his way over. The excitement Kris was feeling at that point was so obvious as he slowly extended his hand out and started to rub the covered length trapped behind Susie's jeans. How they got to this point was still honestly surprising to Susie, even after all of the time that they spent together. It was an honest mistake. Susie was in the bathroom, pulling her pants back up. But as it so turns out, on that day in particular, she forgot to lock the door. And so, as a result, who would come in but none other than Kris. Who then got a good look at the thing between Susie's legs. After Kris quickly shut the door, and the two of them went their separate ways, things promptly grew awkward, with neither of them not really knowing how to interact with the other after such a discovery. It even got to the point that Susie began to think that she might've just lost her only friend in that town. But come one day, out of nowhere. Kris approached the monster girl. Leading to a long and arduous guessing game on Susie's part as she tried to figure out what the human was thinking just based solely on a long series of small inferences and glances. However, at the end of it, Susie managed to piece things together. Kris wasn't shocked or disturbed by what he saw. As a matter of fact, it was quite the opposite. With the monster girl coming to the finding that the goodie two shoes, human, was quite the pervert. Not that Susie was complaining. As their relationship developed from there, she was more than happy to take things however far Kris wanted. Which led them back to where they were now, with Kris continuing to rub at Susie's covered length. "C'mon, you just gonna sit there playing with it all day?" Susie asks, raising a curious eyebrow at the human between her legs. Getting the message, Kris soon undoes the button and pulls down the zipper to Susie's pants. Slowly, he begins to pull down her pants far enough that her bulge finally pops out, now only covered by her underwear. Then, lowering his head, Kris presses his nose and face against Susie's covered crotch and proceeds to inhale deeply. The human takes in all the smells that he can as he inhales all the aromas that make their way off her crotch. "You like the smell, do ya? Perv." Susie chuckles under her breath while Kris gets his nose right up against her balls. Sniffing deeply while looking up at her with practically hearts in his eyes. A sight that, while she would never admit to it, made her heart skip a beat here and there. She had to admit Kris' personality really came out in times like these. Most of the time, he was a quiet shut-in who made conversations a lot harder than they ever needed to be. Not that she was complaining. When he was like this, it opened up a whole world of things for them to do. After taking in the scent a little bit longer, Kris then shifts his mouth upwards and begins to suckle on the tip of Susie's covered length. It was such an arousing sight. Seeing the only human and town suck on the head of her bulge through her underwear, Susie couldn't get enough. "C'mon, get it out already." Susie urges Kris with a smile, looking down at his as he then flashes a smile at her before reaching up and grabbing the hem of her underwear before proceeding to slowly pull them down. Allowing her long thick purple cock to come flopping out and land across his face. Getting right into things, Kris begins savoring every single inch of Susie's length. Lapping it around and eventually bringing his tongue down to the base of her balls and slowly dragging it up the bottom of it before licking up a pearl of pre-cum that began to ooze out of her tip. Going from there, the human boy begins to suck at Susie's balls. Coating one of the plump purple orbs with a sheen of spit before repeating the same process with the other one. Eventually, leading up to Kris taking both of them into his mouth at the same time. A feat that he had surprisingly not taken all that much time getting himself able to do. "Nggh, one of these days, your gonna have to admit it. You've had practice, haven't you?" Susie asks playfully, razor-sharp teeth glinting as the pleasure from having both of her balls sucked at the same time was slowly getting to her in the best way possible. For his part, Kris only looked up at her longingly as he continued to spread his tongue all around her genitals. Finally, after much anticipation, Kris raises his mouth up and takes the head of Susie's cock into his mouth. Softly suckling at it while continuing to gaze at the monster girl, who, in turn, had to hide her growing bashfulness at the bold human sucking her off. Despite being as close as they were, Susie still had to play things cool with the human before her. But with how skillful Kris was being with his mouth as he swirled his tongue around the tip of her length, it was becoming increasingly hard to do so. It was just the way that the human worked her cock. It was almost like he knew all the right things to do to get to her. However, she was not going to complain if it meant getting pleasured like she was now. Slowly, Kris begins to descend his head down Susie's length. First, taking in about a quarter of the thing and then half of it, all before finally taking the entire member into his mouth, all the while maintaining perfect eye contact with Susie, who continues to watch him work. "Seems all that practice really did do you some good, didn't it?" Susie smiles. This was far from their first time doing something like this. Long gone were the days of nervous hesitation on the monster girl's part as she worried about accidentally going too far and hurting Kris. Even then, the human proved himself able to take quite a lot all the way back then. But now, almost if not fully tuned with each other, they were able to do a lot. After a few more moments, Kris finally begins to raise his head until only the head remains inside his mouth. He then repeats the same process, taking the entire thing into his mouth before pulling his head back up. His eyes continuing not to leave Susie's for even a second as he holds himself down longer every time his nose rests against the monster's girl's waist. "Showing off, huh?" Susie playfully glares at the human between her legs. "How about this, then?" Susie then reaches out and grabs a handful of Kris' hair as he begins to pull his head back up, and instead of letting him get air, she forces him back down and keeps him there. She even goes so far as to extend out her legs and wrap them around his head, going above and beyond to make sure he stays in that position. At first, he seemed fine. Almost expecting this sort of rough treatment from her. But as the seconds ticked by, the need for oxygen in his lungs grew stronger and stronger. Starting off, his eyes become strained before his entire face grows red as the massive purple cock sits in his throat. Eventually, Kris couldn't take much more and tapped Susie on her thigh, giving her the signal to release his head and allow him to pull himself back up. Something that he happily does as he takes in deep breaths of air into his lungs, at the same time maintaining that lustful look in his eye aimed squarely at the monster girl. "Not bad. Had to have been longer than last time." Susie comments. "But I'm guessing by now, your wanting the real deal, huh?" Kris couldn't help but rapidly shake his head in response. His excitement being more than evident. "Alright, then. You know what to do." Susie says as Kris backs off away from her as she stands up from the couch. Reaching down, she fully undoes her pants and underwear, kicking them off to the side along with her shoes. Concurrently, Kris reaches down and pulls off his green and yellow sweater before getting rid of his pants and shoes, leaving him only in his underwear. Then, without a moment's delay, Kris climbs onto the couch and dangles his head off the side. "Dude, really?" Susie smirks, looking at the sexually excited human. Kris really was something else. Letting out a small chuckle, Susie walks up and hunches over the couch, angling it so that Kris' head is directly in between her legs. "You look pretty good down there." Susie chuckles, rubbing her cock across Kris' face, spreading the spit-covered contents around his features. Which he more than happily takes. "If anyone in town could see you now. The quiet, shy human, about to get his throat fucked by the big and bad Susie." The monster girl goes on to say, her sharp, shiny teeth sparkling as she looks down at Kris. "What do you think your mom would say if she came in here and saw you like this? Realizing that her innocent boy is just a slut for monster cock." Susie continues to goad. But throughout it all, it only seems to make Kris more aroused. Turning to look between his legs, Susie wasn't shocked to see his strained bulge trapped behind his underwear. The tip stained with his pre-cum. But, without further waiting, the monster girl finally angels her hips into the right position, the tip of her cock in Kris' mouth, and with a final flex of her toned rear that caused her rear hole to wink, Susie sinks her hips down and thrusts her cock down Kris' throat. Her thick balls slapping over the human's nose and eyes. Almost instantly, a harsh gag rips itself out of Kris' throat. But Susie wasn't worried. He was well trained and practiced at this point and was able to take all sorts of harsh treatment that she was able to dish out toward him. As a result, Susie didn't take long to slowly pull her cock back out of Kris' throat. Stopping until only the head of her member was in his mouth before ultimately quickly slamming her hips back downward, spearing her cock right down into his gullet. Starting off slow, Susie took the time to really enjoy Kris' mouth. How it perfectly squeezed tightly around her rigid member as she slid and slammed it up and down his throat. Their relationship getting to this point, it was something that she would've honestly never expected, but she was more than happy that things progressed to where they were now. And Kris himself seemed to be happy about it too. That stain in his underwear showing his own arousal slowly getting larger and larger as Susie increased the speed at which her hips were moving. Going from a slow and somewhat steady pace, to a faster medium faster, all before ultimately culminating in her diving her hips back and down in a quick and speedy manner. A satisfied grin plastered itself across Susie's face as a thin line of drool began to fall down from her lip. It all felt so good, both satisfying in how Kris' throat felt nicely wrapped around her cock, and the mental satisfaction of being able to fuck the only human in town. Deciding to tease Kris even further, Susie switches her pace from rapid-fire pistoning movements of her hips to powerful, strong slams down his throat before settling for a few moments and then slowly dragging her hips back up and repeating the same process all over again. Giving both herself and Kris a chance to really feel things out. "Could pop your head like a watermelon with my hips alone. Would you like that?" Susie asks as she squeezes her muscled hips around Kris' head. Something that she knew from a good amount of experience that he loved. And even though he didn't say anything or make any movements to indicate as such, his constant silence beyond his gargling and gagging spoke more than enough as to his opinion on such rough and almost brutal treatment. "Perv." Susie chuckles quietly under her breath before returning to her rapid-fire pace of hip thrusting. Practically gliding her cock in and out of Kris' throat as she slammed her hips up and down, continuing to fuck his gullet and absolutely revel at how good it felt. But as Susie continued, she couldn't help but feel that familiar feeling at the base of her balls as it slowly built itself up inside her. "Get ready, freak. I'm about to burst." Susie snarls as she speeds up her thrusting. Moving her hips and thighs faster and faster, she slowly built herself up as far as she could go before finishing. Simultaneously, making sure to enjoy every aspect of Kris' mouth. At that point, Kris' face was beyond a sloppy mess. Even though he was more than capable of mitigating certain messes that may come from having his face fucked. With how fast Susie was moving, plunging her cock in and out of his throat, her thick balls slapping his face. Sometimes there were situations that went beyond what he was able to do. Just right around the corner of finally having her orgasm, Susie raises her hips one last time and brings them down onto Kris' face. After which, she begins to unload thick bursts of cum directly down his throat into his stomach. Her thick balls twitch in pleasure against Kris' face as the process occurs. "Oh, yeah...." Susie groans out, her tongue lolling out of the corner of her mouth as she continues to feel Kris suck on her cock as she orgasms. Finally, once she finishes, she slowly pulls her member out of Kris' mouth with a satisfying pop of his lips. "Swallowed it all, huh?" Susie says, looking down at Kris and noticing not a speck of cum left across his face. In response, Kris only smiles back up at her. Coming off in a way that may or may not have been goading the monster girl. "Smug little...." Susie starts, still smiling, as she grabs Kris off of the couch and throws him back onto it face first. Reaching out, Susie pulls off his underwear, finally letting his trapped cock free. Then, in another swift moment of movement, Susie pulls off her shirt and jacket, revealing her bra-covered breasts, which she also quickly removes. Letting her semi-large dark purple covered breasts and her even darker purple nipples free. "We'll see how confident you look after I do this." Susie leans her head in close to snarl into Kris' ear, causing a shiver to rack up through the human's body as he still smirks back at her. Absolutely enjoying the treatment he was receiving from Susie as she began to push the head of her cock against the entrance to his puckered asshole. It took a fair amount of effort, but with Susie's strength, she was more than able to slowly push the head of her member inside. Causing the once mostly subdued human to bite his lip as his eyes nearly roll back in aroused pleasure. "Hope you can take it, 'cause I have got a lot to give." Susie says, sounding smug herself now as her toned, muscled hips slowly approach Kris' smaller ones. The tightness of his rear sending waves of hard sparks of pleasure coursing through her body as she pushes in inch after inch of her cock. "A lightner, taking it up the ass. Wonder if that's in that prophecy?" Susie remarks, just about to push the rest of her cock into Kris' asshole. At the same time, as the words leave Susie's mouth, a heavy dribble of pre-cum leaks out of Kris' cock. Pushing further, Susie's hips finally meet Kris' own, the monster girl having fully hilted herself inside of the human's ass. A slow groan leaves Susie's mouth, followed by a huff of air from her nose as she settles herself. After all of that build-up leading to this moment, she wanted to take the time to really enjoy Kris' interior walls and how his ass squeezed her cock like a warm and soft vice in the best way possible. It all felt so good. The tightness of Kris' ass was perfect. Giving Susie the perfect experience as she finally sunk her hips as far as they could go. With her hips finally coming into contact with his rear, and her balls coming to rest against his, showing the fact that she had fully inserted herself deep inside him. "You ready for this, nerd?" Susie whispered into Kris' ear, wanting to make sure he was ready before she started. An eager nod from Kris was all that she needed in response before her muscled rear went tight, and she suddenly pulled herself back, only stopping once the head of her cock was the only thing inside of him before just as quickly slamming her hips back forward. The sudden pressure being slammed up against his sensitive prostate causes Kris to gasp before he suddenly bites down on the couch cushion his face was being pushed into. The pleasure, it was powerful, nearly causing his cock to explode right then and there as his toes and fingers curl into tight balls. Long gone was the slow and easing tension of Susie pushing her hips forward as they were now replaced with the rapid-fire ass reaming that she was delivering into Kris' tight ass. Pistoning back and forth and slamming all around the interior of his rear, providing her a great amount of pleasure. "Oh, yeah. Just as tight as ever." Susie groans, letting out a slight huff as she continues to fuck Kris. When she started going at his rear, she just couldn't help but lose herself to how good he felt wrapped tightly around her cock. Out of all things, Susie was the most nervous when they tried having her going at his ass for the first time. With it being a generally more nerve-racking experience as she didn't want to hurt the smaller human she found herself hanging out with a lot. Even though, at that time, Kris had gotten himself to be pretty capable with his mouth. Susie was still a little unsure about the whole thing. That wasn't to say that she wasn't open to the idea. There had been times she had caught herself looking at her friend's rear. But after receiving enthusiastic amounts of consent from Kris, along with Susie making sure he would tell her if it was too much. They went at it. Things started off a little scary at first. Even after applying a lot of lubrication, Susie wasn't sure how she was going to fit herself in there. It wasn't until after Kris gave her a look that told Susie that he trusted her that she started to push herself in. First, going in slow and carefully, making sure not to move things farther than they should go, but once they had both found their rhythm and were comfortable enough, things only began to speed up from there. Ultimately, it was a nice experience. A medium-paced adventure that explored their limits together. Which is a far cry from what is happening currently. With Susie brutally fucking Kris' ass while Kris himself took it like an over-eager whore. Susie worked herself over like a machine, pounding her hips down and causing her thick purple balls to slap against Kris'. Her larger frame allowing her to nearly completely cover the human's body with her own as her large purple breasts pressed down into his back. Kris' cock strained tightly. With every thrust aimed directly up his tight ass, electric sparks of pleasure flew through his body. Nearly overwhelming his brain in the process as he felt helpless under Susie's barrage in the best way possible. Nearly making him have trouble keeping up with how much was being done to him and his rear. But just as things were starting to reach a pitch higher than they were already going, there was a knock at the front door. Almost instantly, the both of them stopped. Hearts jumping into their throats as they turned toward the entrance. Again, whoever was ever on the other side of the door knocked. Adding an extra level of dread to their current situation. Scrambling, Kris pulls himself out from under Susie and makes his way over to a window, and peers outside. Turning back, the human then raises both of his hands to his head and makes them look like horns. "Noelle? What is she doing here!?" Susie questions nervously, getting low herself on the off chance that the reindeer girl might be able to see her. Shrugging, Kris turns toward the door and slowly goes to open it. Causing the monster girl to scramble and hide behind it so that she won't be seen. Taking a breath to compose himself, Kris grabs the doorknob and turns it before opening the door a crack and sticking his head outside. "Hey, Kris!" Noelle says happily to her old childhood friend. Luckily not seeming to notice anything out of the ordinary. "I was just wondering if you've seen Susie around? I meant to talk to her after school about something, but I can't really find her anywhere." Noelle asks, a worst-case scenario considering the fact that, yes, Susie was, in fact, around, but not currently in a state that the monster girl wanted her to see her in. Luckily, Kris only shakes his head back toward Noelle. But at the same time, shakes his naked butt toward Susie, who quickly notices. "What are you...." Susie mutters under her breath as she watches Kris shake himself. Was he really trying to get her to do him now of all times? She was into it. They hadn't really done anything like this before, but Susie wasn't entirely opposed to the idea. Especially with how smug Kris seemed to be about it. Continuing to wave his rear at her, almost goading her to go for it. Reaching out, Susie grabs Kris by the hips and presses the head of her cock into his asshole. "Oh, well. That's ok." Noelle says, looking slightly disappointed before turning back toward Kris. "Would you mind if I came in?" At that moment, as Kris shakes his head, Susie lurches her hips forward, piercing her cock into Kris' asshole with a rough shove. Causing him to jump and for his red eyes to suddenly go wide as he's once again filled by the monster girl's massive cock. "Kris? Are you alright?" Noelle suddenly asks, looking concerned for her friend, who seems to be acting strangely. Very quickly, Kris nods his head, trying to play things cool as Susie begins to slowly thrust herself in and out of his asshole. Despite being a literal door away from being exposed, Susie began to get back into the rhythm. Swinging her hips back and forth to collide them up against Kris' while at the same time making sure not to push things too far and risk Noelle having the shock of her life. Overall, she put her trust in Kris to play things as cool as possible. He always had a way with words, or lack thereof, to be more exact. "Do you want me to go find your mom or something? Maybe she can help you." Noelle offers, watching as Kris strangely moves back and forth. Almost a little too quickly, Kris shakes his head. That idea alone was something that he dreaded almost just as much as the situation he was currently in with Noelle. Acting awkwardly while sticking his head out of a door while their mutual friend plows him up the rear. "W-Well, ok, then. I-I guess I'll see you later." Noelle says, feeling slightly awkward as she looks at Kris. Kris, at times, proved to be quite the strange friend, but she didn't mind in the least. Happily, Kris goes to nod his head but soon finds himself about to cum as Susie speeds up her thrusting. Causing him to clutch onto the door awkwardly as he feels the orgasm slowly rise up within himself. He knew full well how weird he must've looked at that moment to Noelle, but he didn't really care as Susie's thrusting finally reached its peak, and she began to cum inside him. At the same time, Kris' cock also explodes into an orgasm as the head of his member shoots out loads of cum down across the floor. Something that felt so powerful to the human that he couldn't help but bite his lower lip to stifle any noise that might make its way out of him as his eyes began to roll into the back of his head. Eventually, Susie and Kris both finally finish. With the former of the two slowly sliding her cock out of his ass. Leaving the latter a panting mess as he turns to look back at Noelle, ready to face whatever she might've thought of him at that very moment. Noelle, for her part, was gone. With Kris not even knowing when she left, but wasn't all that bothered by it while he closed the door. Limping slightly, Kris walks over and takes a seat next to Susie on the couch. Who looks just as spent as him. "So...." Susie starts, eyes looking around the room before ultimately turning toward Kris. "You wanna go again?" Kris, as always, doesn't say a single thing as he turns to his close friend and gives her a nod. He then leans over and rests his head on her leg. "Alright, maybe just a few minutes to catch our breaths." Susie sighs. All before resting back herself on the couch and laying a hand on Kris' head. ---- Hope Ya'll Enjoyed It!~

Chapter 1 - Miruko And Mina Really Do Also Have Some Fun Times

The office space was empty. The setting sun coming in through the nearby windows more than explaining why. But to say that the entire room was completely void of life would be a slight over exaggeration. In one of the many cubicles sat none other than the number 5 pro hero herself, Miruko. Not only that but she was also joined by the alien-themed hero in training, Mina Ashido. With the latter riding the former's cock. "Nmph.... A-Are you sure we can be doing this in here, M-Ms. Miruko?" Mina asks, stifling a moan that manages to make its way out of her lips as she continues to move her hips up and down the pro hero's cock. Her plump pink hips and rear rippling with every collision between her hips and the number 5 hero's more toned ones. "Eh, it's fine. I know the girl who works here. She won't mind." Miruko responds, grinning from rabbit ear to rabbit ear. Mina's tight pussy was squeezing her cock excellently. Plus, with the fact that the pink hero's quirk can also act as a sort of lubricant, it allowed the hero in training to easily ride her member for all that it was worthwhile still maintaining that tight squeezing grip. "O-Ok.... As long as it's for, ngh, training." Mina sighs, sweat trickling down her body as she continues to ride Miruko's cock. Taking the number 5 pro hero's word for it when in actuality, it was a complete and total lie. For one, Miruko didn't even know who the building belonged to, let alone who the desk did. And two, this was far from any actual normal training that the hero might come up with. Rumi had been dipping her stick in quite a few heroes recently, with her lust, this time around, being aimed directly toward the pink hero in training. It was one thing to have a body fit for fucking. But to also have said body wrapped up nice and tightly in such a hero costume, it was only a matter of time before Miruko managed to get to her. And it was just as easy too. All Rumi had to say was that she liked Mina's form but that she could also stand to learn a few pointers from there. And like that, after finding a proper place, Miruko was free to do whatever she wanted. Life was all too perfect for the number 5 hero. Having a veritable endless supply of new heroes coming out of the pipeline to fuck, it was a dream come true for a rabbit such as herself. And she was enjoying every single second of it while also enjoying every single part of Mina's insides. She was a spunky girl with a fuck load of energy for fucking. Miruko knew she was going to feel fantastic wrapped nicely around her cock, but with how long she was managing to go, Miruko couldn't help herself from reaching down and grabbing hold of the pink hero's rear as she slammed herself onto her lap. Causing the hero in question to let out a short but more than noticeable gasp. "Easy there, Rookie. Just wanna check on your form." Miruko says as she uses her now hard grip on Mina's rear to also slam her down harder and faster than before. "O-Ok, just- Nmph!" A moan interrupts Mina's words, the obvious pleasure she was feeling becoming harder and harder to ignore as she feels every part of the number 5 ranked hero's cock. A massive thing, capable of giving the most steadied-faced of women the ride of their life as combined with Miruko's quirk, turned into quite the cock to ride and enjoy to its fullest extent. For her part, the rabbit-themed hero couldn't quite get over the way Mina's body shook with every pull of her hips. But throughout it all, the pink hero stood strong, albeit shakily, but still being able to take in what Miruko was dishing out at the moment. And that was saying a lot considering what Rumi was doing. Despite being the one being ridden, Miruko was more than in control of the current situation. Now that she had her hands squeezing deeply into the plump pink meat beneath her fingers. She would occasionally rear back a hand and deliver a firm slap, causing the hero in training to gasp and squirm even deeper under her grip while also leaving behind a thick red hand mark. Something that she wouldn't be forgetting any time soon, along with the fucking she was giving her. Although that wasn't to say that this would be the last time the bunny hero would be plundering Mina's pussy, far from it, actually. With the performance that she was giving her, she'd be visiting her a lot more often until another hero trainee caught her attention. But that was in the future. For now, her attention was focused on the woman riding her cock. Her black and gold eyes avoiding the pro hero's piercing own. The way her bare breasts shook with every lowering of her hips, oh, she was amazing. But that wasn't to say that there wasn't something on her mind as she watched Mina work her magic. "Say, rookie, you wouldn't happen to have experience dancing, would you?" Miruko asks. It was the way that the pink hero in progress moved her body. It showed a certain rhythm, something she didn't quite see all that often with other heroes she helped train. "O-Oh? Oh! Um.... Yeah, I, nmph, I guess I do." Mina says, struggling to form sentences while her hips are continually dragged up and down the long length of cock beneath her. "W-Why do you a-ask?" Mina questions, curious about her teacher's interest in her activities outside of heroing. "No reason, just a hunch, is all." Miruko chuckles. If Mina wasn't a good fuck already. She only just became better and better with every passing second. "So, how're you holding up?" Miruko asks, raising a curious eyebrow at the hero in training bouncing on her cock. "I'm doing f-fine." Mina takes a second to respond, with Rumi knowing full well that she was completely lying through her teeth. "Well, in that case...." Miruko says as she leans back further on the seat and tightens her grip on Mina's rear. "You don't mind if we go a little harder, do you?" Miruko asks, enjoying the look of confliction on Mina's face as she ponders how she should respond to such a question. On the one hand, she was already going pretty hard on Miruko's cock. But on the other, who was she to deny the number 5 hero of Japan of all people? "Ummmm.... Nmph, I guess not?" Mina says, sounding not too sure with her words but still deciding to go along with it anyway. Getting that response, Miruko doesn't even respond as a smirk flashes across her face before she suddenly thrusts her hips upwards as she brings down Mina's. Causing a moan to explode out of the pink hero's lips before becoming the regular as the bunny-themed hero begins to viciously thrust her cock up into Mina's pussy. The pro hero doesn't take long to go to town on the hero trainee in her lap, her muscular hips easily smashing up against Mina's as her balls come swinging and clap against her thick pink rear. "S-SLOW DOWNNNNNNNNN!!!!" Mina manages to cry out, but Miruko doesn't listen for a second. Maintaining a strong and strenuous pace. The wet sound of clapping doesn't take long to fill the empty office space, along with the whorish moans coming from the hero in training. And yet, it doesn't deter Miruko for a single second as she even goes so far as to speed up her thrusting even more to a blitzing pace. Rocketing her thick cock in and out of Mina's pink pussy. Causing it to gush with a steady stream of fluids onto the pro hero's lap. Eventually, it isn't long until the inevitable happens, and Mina lets out a squeal as her body shakes from a massive orgasm, clutching down even harder around Miruko's length and goading her to thrust even harder into the completely sexually used woman. "Still think you can keep up?" Miruko asks, a smirk still on her face while thrusting deep up into Mina's pussy. "SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!" Is all that Mina is able to say at that point. A warbled moan flying out from her loose lips while her pussy is fucked by Rumi's large cock. It was nearly impossible, trying to maintain or have any sort of normal train of thought as Miruko's cock plunged back and forth into her pussy. It was like trying to fight a wave in an ocean. A battle that was never going to be won. "What is that noise!?" Mount Lady says as she comes storming into the room. Ah, so that's who this office belonged to. "Rumi! What are you even doing here?" Yu asks, her eyes landing on the pro hero sitting behind one of her subordinate's desks. "I was just coming by to see you." Miruko smiles. Flashing a cheeky grin at her fellow pro hero, who still continues to stare at her with an annoyed yet also confused expression. "Really? You came here to see me?" Mount Lady raises an eyebrow at the number 5 hero of Japan, obviously not entirely convinced by her answer. "Then why are you sitting behind one of my girls' desks?" Yu questions, pointing a finger down toward the work surface Miruko was sitting behind. "Well, I thought about sitting at your desk, but I assumed you'd freak out. So I thought here would be good." Miruko explains. Sounding ever so casual in her words. Mount Lady takes a moment to digest Miruko's words before she lets out a sigh and turns away. "Whatever, just clear out of here soon. I don't want some fanboys to think we're doing another partnership." Yu says as she makes her way out of the room. "Alright, alright. Just give me a sec." Miruko says, her gaze falling down toward her fellow pro hero's plump rear. Her and Midnight, Rumi couldn't just get enough of them. But before she gets up, Miruko leans back in her seat and looks under the desk at Mina. "Close one, Rookie." Miruko smiles. Watching as the pink hero struggles to choke down her thick cock along with the thick load of cum coming out of it. ---- Hope ya'll liked this one! Some of you really seemed to like the last Miruko fun time story so I thought another one would be nice. Hope ya'll like it!~

Chapter 1 - Mercy | Mistress's Chocolate

An alternate version of the original story's Chapter 6. --- [2 weeks earlier] Sunlight warmed the room after a cold night in Egypt, shined upon the 2 figures. One was standing, her back rested on the wall. She was blue skinned, her long, dark hair hanged loose on the face of a goddess, her yellow eyes enjoyed the view below from the window next to her.  The other one was a blonde. Her skin was smooth and pale, a bit too pale after not being able to receive some Vitamin D for a while, enjoyed the soft warmth of a sunrise. Her head was at the same level with the other woman's crotch. And they were connected by 14 inches of cockmeat, which rapidly went in and out of the blonde's drooling mouth. Slurp... Slurp... Slurp... Well, it was just the usual thing for Mercy every morning: Giving herself a good breakfast to start a new day.  Oh how she had enjoyed her well deserved sleep last night. It was so wild, having lesbian sex with her sister in the middle of a pyramid, with the elevated arousal of fearing they would get caught by the guard. And indeed, they were. But that guard was now sound asleep in the next room, beside the fake-titted bimbo. And yes, last night she had slept with the Mistress without her stupid sister interfering. They said drinking a glass of warm milk at night would help you sleep better. Which was exactly what Mercy did, even though she did not have that issue. And know what: it was the best sleep she ever had in her life, with the cold body she worshipped lying next to her. Yes, Widowmaker - her Mistress - the person she had sworn to dedicate her entire life to serve. For the last 6 months, Mercy felt what she achieved was even more than all she had done before in her life. Well, she hadn't contributed so much as one of the most talented doctors in her age, but who cared? She got her Mistress to worry about. Apart from doing daily health check and taking care of science-related tasks given to her, Mercy's most favorited and enjoyed job was to train to become the best cocksucker for her Mistress. Oh, she was so enthusiastic about that job, that she even practiced during her meals! And that was true happiness, that she couldn't live a single day without deepthroating that blue sausage deep inside. Several times. All those months of smart and hard work paid off. Mercy learned to read that cock so well you could say it was now a part of her body. And if her Mistress called, the doctor would answer with her newfound skills. Circling the tip of her tongue on the cockhead, and especially the urethra, drawing some good precum out for a taste of heaven, which stimulated her nerves to produce more saliva. A mouth full of spit which would lubricate that blue fuckstick all the way inside until it reached the end of her neck. And for that, she had finally learned how to control her gag reflexes, now her throat couldn't close without her Mistress's permission. And she won't allow even her subconcious to disobey her Mistress's words. Above her, Widow arched her head, faced the ceiling with a sensually satisfied expression. One hand on the blonde's head, carressed her pet with lots of affection. Of course she didn't have to grab it to shove her cock inside, because the skilled doctor was always willing to take all the length inside, covered the fuckmeat with her warm, slippery pipe of a throat. "Ahh... Now that's some fancy cock sucking, doctor. You are pretty good."  Oh, how she loved hearing Mistress's compliments. They were the music to her ears and urged her to find better ways to show how much she treasured the goddess. A goddess who would give you delicious meals everyday as long as you wholeheartedly worshipped her, now that was a deity worth serving. And actually, Mercy found one way to show her dedication. And now was the time, as she could hear low moans sometimes escaped during the uneven pace of breaths above. It was time for a little push. Mercy dragged the huge meatstick barely out of her throat to unblock the passage to her lungs, and took one big breath. And then instantly, she forced it all inside again. Through practices and medical intervention, Mercy could hold her breath for 3 minutes. And those 3 minutes was the time given for her show. She brought one hand to her neck, which was bulged out with a hot rod stuffed inside, and then grabbed it. A handjob within a blowjob. Her slender fingers pushed up her throat, stroking her Mistress cock more tightly with the sloppy substance. Her thumb pressed up on the tip from the outside, and along with her gag relfexes, squeezed it tightly from the outside. Widow instantly opened her eyes and looked down to see what was causing the cramps on her dick. With fluttered eyes, Mercy stared back at her, her hand still kept on going - even stronger now, which hurted her gullet a bit. But with the anticipation of her deserved meal coming up as the cockmeat started throbbing hard, and seeing the cruel yet affectionate smile of her Mistress, it was worth every bit of her effort. Widow was on the edge, and that little push worked. Hands forcefully grabbed the sides of her personal doctor's head, she pushed it way up to the bottom, buring Mercy's nose to her crotch. "Take the meal you crave for, slutdoctor! Take it all!"  But on the other hand, the cumwhore, now staring straight at her Mistress, wasn't actually seeing or hearing anything either, as her eyes rolled up, tears leaked down on her pretty face, dissolved her eyeliners, while she experienced what felt like being suffocated by a huge sausage as her mouth stretched wider than she ever had to. Now she looked nothing like Angela Ziegler - the respectable doctor who would do anything to help the poor and the sick, but Angela Ziegler - the biggest personal cumwhore of Widowmaker, who was always ready to suck and swallow baby batter for food, no matter where it came from - either freshy produced or poured on a dirty ground. And if her Mistress asked her to take the rod all inside before receiving her meal? She would be more than happy to comply. But did she care? Absolutely not, as exquisitely tasty flavours invaded her senses. Loads after loads of delicious liquid food poured directly on her tongue, then passed her gullet, and finally filled her stomach. So yummy! She could taste not only the food, but the seasonings added to it as well! Vinegar, honey, olive oil, even rosemary, all elevated the quality of that beef filet, served with crispy fries. Nothing beats a beefsteak for breakfast! Even while being in pain due to suffocation and her mouth was overstuffed, Mercy's face still showed a blissful expression along with an insane grin. Which didn't match at all, and looked so stupid Widow could laugh. But she was still busy cumming. So, another time maybe. As the flows finally started to subdue, Mercy was running out of air as well. Lifted the fuckstick with care, she slowly let it slide out bit by bit, while her juicy lips still wrapped around so tightly, washed her Mistress clean and refused to waste any droplet of that delicious cockjuice. Small spurts of semen continued to paint her gullet white as half of the entire length was dragged out, and Mercy took the chance to gasp for air right after every spurt. Blood was back on her face again as she slowly gained composure. "Beef...steak... so... delicious..." She managed to gurgle with her conciousness barely got back to the plane of the living. Finally, when the cockhead was out, Mercy gave it a wet, loud kiss, sucking everything left from the sensitive urethra, still throbbed after a good facefuck. Then she lifted her head up, closed her eyes to savor the taste one last time, before swallowing it all with a Gulp. It would be a fairly long while until she could taste beefsteak again, she knew that. But more new flavors will come tomorrow and later, so it was okay. And then she opened her mouth, to show the Mistress that her good slut had eaten the whole meal without spilling any bit. "I see you have learned something new today. I like it. Well done, doctor." Widowmaker smiled enthusiasticly upon the satisfied and stupid thankful face of her personal doctor. Everytime she fed the ever-hungry cumslut, she would always see this face. But somehow she never grew bored of it. Somehow all the faces she saw were unique, probably it was because of the flavor Mercy tasted that changed everytime. So, today was beefsteak. Noted. Hah, Widow felt like she was a chef, enjoying her gourmet's appetite. Speaking of which, she needed breakast too. Damn, she could hear her stomach groaned all of a sudden, as a large amount of nutrients she absorbed was turned into cum and was forced out of her. "Thank you, Mistress... Ahh..." Mercy moved her tongue around inside her mouth to search for anything left of it. The whore wasn't born poor. Never knew what it felt like to starve. But now she was surely the person who treasured food the most in this world. To the point that she would lap it on a toilet if she dropped any food there.   Well, definitely Widow would treat herself after another succesful mission, but there was still work to do. Seeing that her slave's gourmand orgasm subdued, she  lifted her arm up, still grabbing a handful of blonde hair, and Mercy looked up at her, the still-dazed eyes focused immediately on the purple lips as they moved. "Ready for another day of good work, doctor?" "Yes, Mistress." The whore nodded instantly. "Good. Now, go back home and prepare our stuff. And the package too. I will return once i'm done here. Oh, and your sister won't be able to attend our trip, so don't bother." And thus Mercy left the apartment with a bloated belly while Widow waited for the guard and her bimbo to wake up.  A trip with just her and the Mistress? Without the annoying bimbo who always craved for cum in her ass? That was a dream Mercy never dared to think about. But on second thought: how can the stupid whore survive for one day without either of them to take care of her?  Thoughts flowed in her mind as she was packing their stuff, separating what to be loaded into the transporter and what to be brought with her - mostly research data, so she could continue working on plane. And then she came across the experiment samples. Well, she had found what she needed to know in her Mistress's blood, so there was no need to keep these blood samples anyway.  But there were 2 more on the table. One was stored inside a cylinder just like the blood samples, only that it was yellow, transparent and more dilute. Another was stored in a box, in which colors and shapes varied. Some were dark-brown solid cluts, some was a yellow-brown log, and some was mushy brown mass. And as they were stored there for a whole week, the mass extracted some sort of liquid. Yes, those were piss and stool samples. Scientifically speaking, she no longer had any use for the those two. But well, it was actually not all about a scientific purpose when Mercy asked her Mistress for those. It was for her own problem. Six months ago, her life changed forever. Not just about her career. It was also the way she took in nutrients. With her palate changed permanently by her Mistress, everything she had considered "food" before became masses with cum-flavor. And then she learned that every kind of flavor she knew could be found in her Mistress's dickmilk. Every time she swallowed that thick and gooey juice, she tasted a different dish, all of them were the most yummy food she ever tasted. Dip cup, Taco, Pasta, Enchilada rice, a fresh apple, and for today's morning: Beefsteak! Maybe she would get some ice cream from eating frozen cum too? Well, there were other things which tasted nice as well, but they didn't change from time to time. For example, her juices always tasted like strawberries. And Tracer's was peanut butter.  Oh, but how was that possible? As a doctor, Mercy was so curious. At first she even had tried to see if she could revert what had been done to her. But that stubbornness faded away after one week drinking that (un)holy water 5 times a day, sometimes 6 if the Mistress was so kind to reward her hard work, and she could never say no. Who could blame her anyway? Her hunger was so great that nothing could kill it, and the cockjuice was the only thing being able to subdue it temporarily. After 5 hours without being fed, she couldn't feel or think of anything other than that she was starving, but since her Mistress treated her servants so well, she never had to suffer again. Being able to eat any kind of food she wanted just by staying loyal to her Mistress. If there was any kind of offer better than that, then it could only be a trick of the demons.  What a coincidence. When she had encountered her colleague after a whole year as the latter went missing, she had thought that whoever had done all those things to Tracer definitely was a demon. But for the first time in her life, she felt so good to be wrong.  Oh, and more importantly, she could eat as much as she wanted, but she couldn't get fat! Isn't that what every single woman in this world dreams of? But well, humans were born with greed. There are things they don't really need to live happily, but they still want to have. In Mercy's case, she didn't shit anymore. No, not really. She still had the need for defecation. But it was not feces that got extracted from her asshole. For example, right here and now. Mercy suddenly felt something not nice in her belly, and ran to the bathroom. Pulled her black skirt down, she grunted and pushed her sphincter. A wet fart escaped and she blushed at how loud and stinky it was. Thankfully her Mistress wasn't here.  The cumbag she called her stomach extracted all the juices it had stored from her late night snack yesterday. Hot white-yellow liquid went out instantly below. Oh, it looked and felt as if she had diarrhea. The stench was so foul. Well, when she first found out about this, she wasted no time to swipe the handle to wash it all away. But for the recent weeks... She inhaled a deep breath at the rotten disgusting smell which could make anyone puke. She even moaned, her hand wandered to her crotch. But then she remembered that her Mistress could return anytime, and she still had a job to do. Thus she cleaned herself, stood up and washed her hands. Upon facing the mirror in the bathroom, she looked closely at her image. Six months had passed. Her entire life changed. For better, or for worse? She definitely had no regret pledging her loyalty for the blue skinned hermaphrodite goddess, but she - one of the brightest minds of her age, felt the urge to touch herself while sniffing her own fart? Her appearance didn't change much. In fact, she felt like she looked better than before. Maybe it was because she was given endless joy and happiness. And if it felt so good, then it couldn't be wrong, right? She stared at her own face up close, stretched her mouth open. This was the kind of face her Mistress saw when she worshipped the blue cock. And was her mouth always able to open this wide before? Couln't quite remember. Her hands wandered on her plain stomach. Just now it was still bloated with 2 meals of cum inside, stretching her tight shirt. Now she felt empty again. Maybe she would ask her Mistress to put in it something which would stay inside longer. Something like... a baby? So, yeah, those were Mercy's knew problems that the brilliant brain hadn't found solutions yet. Her sense of smell didn't change quite much. She still knew which smelled like perfume and which smelled like shit. But at the same time she felt aroused and wanted to get off by inhaling rancid farts. That was why she still needed the two samples.  Facing at her own self, she felt scared of what she was becoming. And it was not because of anyone or anything. It was her. Falling into a dark pit.  And was there such a thing called the bottom in the first place? *** [The present]  (From the beginning of the original chapter to "A beautiful little creature with blue skin and just as perfect as her Mistress?") Mercy shuddered and felt how delicious cramps shot through her overstuffed stomach. She was so full that she could feel how her intestines were filled with cum too. “"Head in the game, Doctor!”" Widowmaker hissed and Mercy gasped, snapped out of her thoughts. That's right, she still had a job to do! She pulled her hand away from her stomach and started to work on those perfectly shaped legs. She didn't pay any attention to the other woman that entered the bathroom. Well, half a woman.  “"Sombra, get over there and wait until I'm done cleaning myself."” Widowmaker ordered and the cyborg-hacker did as she was told. She was still naked and screaming on the inside, but her artificial limbs and her lips did not obey her anymore. "“Yes, Mistress."” She stopped next to the door and Widowmaker gave her a cruel look. "“It's okay, you might watch. I won't judge you. Go ahead."” Well, Sombra didn't want to watch. But it was not like she had a choice. Her eyes did as they were told and she had to watch the whole show. “"Hmm, I know you like what you see. It arouses you."” the assassin moaned while Mercy continued to clean her Mistress's legs. Sombra whimpered when she felt how her body started to heat up. Oh damn, that blue-skinned bitch's words could even change the way she felt? She was in deep shit right now. “"You know, I should be angry at you Sombra. For what you did. You played your game back then when we attacked Volskaya Industries. And I took the blame. But I forgive you.” the assassin cooed. “I am a good Mistress, am I not?"” she asked and looked down at Mercy, who just nodded. “"Yes, Mistress! You are so goo...*burp*....good, Mistress."” Mercy groaned while a small trickled of cum dripped out of the corner of her mouth. “"That's right. Take a look at the good Doctor down here. She once was a self-respecting doctor, the brightest mind of her generation. And what now? She is nothing but a cheap cum-slut!”" Widowmaker hissed and all Mercy managed to do was to moan in shame. And shame felt good. "“But words are wasted, my dear Sombra. Here, let me show you how far the good Doctor has fallen. I am sure that you will enjoy this...eventually."” Well, that didn't sound good. Widowmaker groaned and pressed her hand against her own belly.  “Make sure to take in all the details, Sombra. This is what true happiness looks like.” the assassin cooed and Sombra was about to ask what this was all about in her mind when Widowmaker leaned forward and... ...release a loud and nasty fart. “"Ahhhnnn...Mistress, it stinks so much!"” Mercy suddenly moaned. But no one witnessing this scene would believe her words over her actions. She leaned forward and her eyelids started to flutter when she inhaled the stench of the fart. Sombra's eyes widened in disgust, but she wasn't able to do anything. She was forced to watch how Widowmaker released another nasty fart, this one even louder than the first one.  “"Hmmm...I guess I didn't empty myself for quite some time now. How does that sound, Doctor? Are you still hungry?"” Widowmaker moaned and looked over her shoulder and into Mercy's eyes. The Doctor was speechless with fear and astonish, unconciously put her hand on her bloated belly again. She was so full, there was no more room inside her stomach or her bowels. But she always needed more. If her Mistress wanted to give her another snack, she abosultely won't decline that offer. But no, Mercy knew that it was not a load of cockjuice that she was going to swallow directly into her stomach. This stuff was stored inside her Mistress's bowels, and she would have to chew them first. However, there was a more important question. Why did her Mistress ask her to do such a thing? Widow could see the confusion in her slave's eyes. She started to laugh and released another gassy fart. The foul stench was so strong that it started to fill the bathroom and Sombra felt the urge to puke. But her body even denied her that and so she was forced to gag without emptying her stomach. A loud PFFFFFFRRRRRR-sound escaped Widowmaker's butthole and the blue-skinned assassin moaned as if she had just orgasmed. Her cock started to throb and grow hard again. Wait, was she getting off by farting? “"Hghnn, you like this, don't you Sombra? This is exactly what you love. That smell, that rotten smell."” No. No, she didn't like it! She wanted to get out of here, wanted to breath some fresh air. Yet the moment Widowmaker told her that she was supposed to like it, the chip in the back of her neck made sure that this was accurate. Sombra could feel how her pussy started to throb in need. So that's it? Widowmaker would fart into her face in order to humiliate her? Oh, it would get far worse than that. "Ha ha ha. You see this? Take a good look." She grunted at the hacker while turning the water off and licked her lips while a pained expression appeared on her face. Soon her forehead was covered with sweat. Was she...in pain? But then Widowmaker looked down at Mercy. "“Six months ago she was such a brilliant mind that wanted to help people. And now? Now the only thing she can think off is to feed of my cum...and my shit. Oh, and she even dream of finding a way to carry my child.” Ain't that lovely?" The moment Mercy heard those words her eyes widened in shock and she dropped the piece of soap. “"Mi-Mistress?"” she asked with a shocked tone in her voice. Widowmaker looked down at her personal doctor and gave her a cruel grin. "“It is cute to see how you think that you could keep secrets from me, Doctor. But I've been in this business for far too long. It is amusing to see how hard you try though. I know what you did. How you asked me for urine and stool samples, only to sniff at them while I wasn't watching. Did it smell good for you? Oh, and about the baby? You really had wholeheartedly worked on that project, and you know what? It is never wrong finding more ways to worship me, so i shall allow it. Well, should you succeed in finding a way I might consider granting your request one day.”" That...that was unexpected. Mercy didn't know what to think or say. “"I...I...uhm...Mistress, I...”" “"Stop stuttering, you stupid thing.”" Widowmaker cooed. “"You know that I have no use for broken toys. And I am aware of the fact that you want me to fuck you like I fucked your bimbo sister. But right now I would just ruin your holes. So if you find a way to stay tight, forever tight, I might consider it. However, until then we can do something about that other fetish of yours”." When Mercy heard that, she felt nothing but happiness. “"But first things first, doctor. I asked the question. Are you gonna answer me or not?" The assassin snarled. She could feel how her own bowels started to shift and move and how something worked its way towards her butthole. Mercy knew what her Mistress was talking about. Up till now it had been nothing but a dream, her own twisted fantasy that she hadn't shared with anyone, and was even scared thinking about it. But her Mistress knew everything, it was impossible to have secrets from her. Mercy knew after this, there would be no going back, as she would sink to the bottom. But would it be that bad? As long as she could be with her Mistress, then nothing should matter anymore. And if that was what her Mistress demanded, then saying "No" wasn't even an option.  All of her fear was slowly fading away. “"Yes, Mistress. P-please give it to me. I... i want it all."” That caused Widowmaker to smile. “"Good answer. Now prepare for your meal!"” And then the assassin started to grunt and pushed her ass right towards Mercy's face. All Sombra could do was to watch in horror what was about to happen. No, those two couldn't be serious! Even though her stomach was filled to the brim with cum, she was suddenly hungry again. It was coming! Widowmaker started to grunt when she felt how the stuff inside her colon started to move towards the exit. Her pucker was pushed outside and another fart escaped her perfectly shaped ass. It hit Mercy and the cumslut moaned in joy when she saw that her dream was about to turn into reality. And that's when Sombra knew that she in deep shit. Literally. “"Get ready!"” Widowmaker snarled. “"Here comes your food!”" The blonde opened her mouth wide and leaned forward. Mercy looked at the asshole right in front of her. Everything about her Mistress was perfect, and the blue pucker was no exception. Even for Tracer, who always had her ass tight and nice as new thanks to the chrono-device, her butthole still look pretty much deformed of an O-ring. Her eyes widened in glee and she watched how that beautiful asshole started to twitch and then it opened itself. It was round and puffy. This asshole, it was so... So kissable. “"Oh yesssss, that's the spirit!”" The assassin moaned when she felt the soft lips of her doctor touching her twitching pucker. It was like a kiss, only utterly wrong. Lips weren't supposed to kiss that place, yet it felt so good that both women moaned in delight. Yes, it was a kiss. A kiss that showed their true relationship. And then it was time. Sombra wanted to close her eyes and turn away, but Widowmaker just looked over to her and hissed: “"No! You will watch and enjoy it all! This is what you truly crave after all!”" And so Sombra watched how the assassin grunted again. And then she pushed that long brown log of shit out of her mouth and directly into Mercy's waiting mouth. And Mercy? Squealed like a bitch in heat when the taste of her Mistress's shit filled her senses. She had fantasized about this for weeks now. It hadn't happened at once, no. Part of her wanted it, part of her didn't. All it needed was a little push. It had been a process, one that had now reached its final conclusion. Who would accept Mercy after this? Who would still see the respectable doctor and not a cum-and shit-hungry whore? The answer was simple: No one would. This action would bind her to her Mistress not only in body, but also in soul. From brilliant doctor to private toilet. Sombra was forced to watch how Widowmaker pressed out more and more brown shit. It went directly into Mercy's mouth who squealed again when the taste of filth filled her senses. The taste. THE TASTE!! Like said, even though her sense of taste had been changed permanently, her sense of smell didn't. The smell made her want to vomit. But not the taste. There was no word to describe what she tasted. Even her high intelligence didn't know how to express it. She had never tasted anything like this before. Well, actually, no one else had. And no one else will. Mercy smiled blissfully with a mouth still full of heaven food, as she realized this was the blessing given to her and just her alone by the goddess she worshipped. And that's when she came. Hot juices sprayed from her puffy cunt and her eyes rolled back into the back of her skull. She was flying on auto-pilot and the moment the disgusting feces entered her mouth she started to chew. It was utterly debasing, yet everything Mercy felt was pleasure and even more pleasure. She greedily devoured the brown mass and could feel how it slid down her greedy throat. Her belly was still filled to the brim with cum, but she didn't care. This was what she had hoped for after all! She was a doctor, so she knew that you should never overstuff yourself. But right now she wasn't a doctor, but a shit-craving whore. She pressed her face even harder against the cold ass of her Mistress and started to make out with Widowmaker's asshole. It was the lowest and filthiest kind of kiss you could imagine. This was where she belonged. Mercy's mouth wasn't meant to kiss other mouths, it was meant to kiss assholes and become a living toilet. And taste the best dish ever existed in this universe.  Speaking of which, as a new flavor, it definitely needed a name. Mistress's chocolate? Sounds pretty nice, but she would have to think carefully. And think later. Because there was still plenty for her to devour. “"Aggghh! Watch it, Doctor!"” Widowmaker snarled. “"Here comes a big one!"” The shit stopped, but only for a second. A rancid fart left her ass and Mercy gurgled in ecstasy when it hit her. Her mouth was still filled with shit and she was barely able to swallow it all down when the next portion moved trough Widowmaker's bowels. The assassin looked over to Sombra and could see the panicked expression on the cyborgs face. “"Now, I understand that this might be not what you had in mind when you did... this"” Widowmaker pointed with her finger at Sombra's augmented body. “"...to yourself. But believe me: You will like it here. Eventually. If you behave. And to show you that I can be a benevolent mistress, you may touch yourself now.”" "“Yes, Mistress."” Sombra said and her arms started to work on her pussy again. Her metallic fingers forced their way into her tight snatch and her body betrayed her by flooding her whole body with pleasure. Well, the part that wasn't artificial. "“Hmm, see?”" Widowmaker cooed. “"This isn't so bad, Sombra. Can you feel these fingers inside your pussy? Can you feel this pleasure? It is obedience. It feels good, doesn't it?"” And Sombra could indeed feel how her metallic fingers stretched her tight snatch wide. “"Yes, Mistress."” Sombra just replied, even though she just wanted to strangle that bitch to death. But instead she was rewarded with another orgasm. “Ahhhhnnnn!” Sombra whimpered, but that was the only sound her throat could produce.  "“That's right, take a good look at me!"” Widowmaker ordered. Sombra wanted to look away, but she couldn't. She watched both in horror and pleasure how the next load of shit exited Widowmaker's ass. This time it wasn't a solid and firm log, but mushy brown shit. Mercy moaned again and tried to swallow as much as possible. Delicious cramps started to shot through her belly when all that shit entered her stomach that was still full of cum. By now a lot of that cum had worked its way through her bowels and Mercy could feel how the pressure inside her rectum rised. The blonde was no longer able to swallow all of it and felt how the mushy brown substance covering most of her mouth. She felt how the shit wandered over her chin and fell on her nicely shaped tits before it landed on her bloated belly. "“Hmmmmm!”" she moaned and Widowmaker looked at her shit-eating doctor. "“Hahaha, look at you. You can't even eat properly! Quite the mess you made!”" "“Shhhoooorrryy, Missstressshhhh!!!"” Mercy managed to gurgle. But that's when suddenly more cramps started to work their way through her guts. She groaned when she felt how the pressure inside her own rectum started to get out of control. "“Misstreeeessss!!!"” Mercy howled while the shit dripped from her chin. Her eyes rolled into the back of her skull and that's when her own pucker finally stopped working. All the cum inside her bowels started to force its way out of her asshole. A long and wet cumfart echoed through the small bathroom and a stupid grin appeared on Mercy's shit-covered face. She could feel how her own asshole started to yield and when it opened a hot and neverending stream of cum leaked out of her bowels. It wasn't the white cum she had ingested though. By now it was mixed with her own shit and had turned into a stinking yellow-brownish mass. A loud PFFFFFFRRRR-sound echoed through the bathroom and Mercy felt how her own ass felt like it was on fire! Now that her pucker had given up, there was nothing that kept all that cum and inside the filthy cumbag Mercy considered her belly. She could feel how the filthy solution splashed on the floor beneath her legs and soon it covered with her own legs. The feeling was unbelievable, far better than anything she had hoped for. Suddenly you could hear how water hit the ground. But it wasn't the shower. No, Mercy had simply decided to relieve herself by pissing right in front of everyone. Not that it mattered anymore. She grabbed a mushy piece of shit that was still on her nicely shaped breasts and shoved it into her greedy mouth. “"Shooo tasshtyyy!”" she moaned and came again. There was no hope left for her anymore. She was lost. Mercy started to finger her own pussy and could feel how her own shit-covered fingers lipped into her tight snatch. Now that her secret was out she looked like she was...elevated? Like there was a new purpose she had to work on. The blonde moaned again and again. “"Hmm, you seem to be quite proficient at toilet-duties, Doctor."” Widowmaker cooed while Mercy continued to devour her Mistress's filth. The assassin looked over to Sombra who was still fingering herself to another orgasm. "“Hmm, does it turn you on? Of course it does." If I remember correctly you were quite the scat-whore when we met for the first time, isn't that right?” WHAT? NO! No, she had never been into scat and... "“Yes, Mistress.”" Oh fuck.  The cruel smile returned to Widowmaker's face and brushed with her tongue over her juicy lips. "“Don't hold back, Sombra. You don't have to act all good and proper in front of me. Go ahead! Fist yourself up the ass and dig in!”" Oh no! NONONONONO! "“Thank you, Mistress."” Sombra just replied and she could feel how her metallic fingers started to wander towards her own ass. "“Don't mention it. We both know that you're quite the greedy scat-whore that can only truly cum with her own fist up her ass and a mouth full of shit. So by all means: Don't let me stop you.”" Her new Mistress said before she moaned in pleasure when Mercy started to suck on her dirty asshole once more. Sombra tried to fight it, tried to scream, but it was pointless. She could feel how her mechanic fingers pressed against her tight pucker and her eyes widened in shock.  It felt good! Seriously, this was bad! Why did her asshole feel so good all of the sudden? "“It's okay, you can tell us how much you enjoy yourself."” Widowmaker cooed and Sombra cursed on the inside. But her mouth betrayed her once more. "“Thank you, Mistress! It feels so good, Mistress!"” And then her cold fingers slipped into her tight ass and she moaned like a cheap slut. But you know what was the worst thing? That it actually felt good! The moment her mechanical fingers entered her ass, she came immediately. It was meant to hurt, yet all she felt was wonderful pleasure. Her artificial legs didn't grow weak and her metallic hand forced itself deep into her bowels. And that's when she could feel how these mechanical fingers hit something. Something hard. She groaned in discomfort and pleasure when she felt how her bowels started to shift and move. "“Cu...Cu...CUUUUUMMMINNNNG!!!"” Sombra finally screamed and her eyes rolled into the back of her head. Unspeakable pleasure wrecked her whole body, but her limbs didn't move even one inch. Her mouth opened and her tongue lolled out while her fist continued to move deeper into her rectum. But it didn't stop there. As soon as her fist was firmly embedded inside her own backside, she started to do what she had never done before: Her fingers started to grab something and pull it out of her own ass. It felt unreal! It felt like she was taking the biggest shit of all time, yet it felt so damn good! “"Tell me: How do you feel? Tell me that you want this."” She could hear Widowmaker chuckle. Sombra's mouth tried to form words and she tried her best to fight the next orgasm, but she failed miserably. Sombra threw her head back and screamed in orgasmic delight. This was too much! She had tried anal before, but it hadn't been her cup of tea. But this was different. It was as if her whole ass was on fire, but it was the good kind of fire. The kind you could get addicted to. She felt how her artificial hand slipped out of her ass... ...and with it a huge amount of shit that fell right on the floor. “Ahhhhhh!!!” Sombra screamed when her sphincter simply stopped working and a long log of shit dropped out of her gaping asshole. And what did Sombra do? She came. "“That's right, push that shit out of your filthy hole, my little buttslut.”" she could hear Widowmaker hiss. And it since it did sound like an order Sombra did as she was told. “"My...my asssss, cuuuumiiinnng!!!"” She howled while she continued to push with all of her might. The flow of shit didn't seem to stop and a stupid expression appeared on her face. "“Oh, so much! But don't you just leave it there! Come on, take a bite. I know you love it. And don't you dare to stop fisting yourself.”" Sombra was unable to form a clear thought, but she knew what was going to happen. She witnessed how she knelt down, grabbed one of these huge logs while she resumed to fist herself like mad. Her shit-covered asshole released a lout fart and when she started to fist herself, every thrust produced another nasty fart. "“That's right, take a good look at this piece of shit."” Widowmaker cooed and Sombra did as she was told. So here she was: The best hacker of all times, fisting her own ass while having a piece of her own shit right in front of her face. "“Say, Doctor: How does shit taste?"” Widowmaker cooed and Mercy moaned again while she grabbed more of the filth and started to press it against her belly and tits. She wanted to be covered in it! "“So good! So tasty! I want more!”" “"That's right, it is tasty. Did you hear that, Sombra? Tasty and good."” the assassin said and started to chuckle. "“Remember: This is for using me. Think about it. And now, as my fellow countrymen like to say: Bon appetite!”" Oh hell no. Sombra opened her mouth and felt how that still warm log of shit touched her lips. She should be disgusted, but when the taste of her own filth filled her mouth, it tasted like... "“Ghhhnnnn!!!"” she came again when the taste of her own shit assaulted her senses. She shoved the brown mass into her own mouth and started to devour it like it was the most delicious thing in the world. A stupid expression appeared on her face and Sombra could sense how her own mind turned blank. This was too much! Too much pleasure, too much shame! Drool and mushy shit dripped from her chin and she continued to gurgle words like “ass” and “fuck”, but it didn't make any sense to her at all. She was lost in pleasure and could feel how her own resistance started to fade away. “"Hmm, do you see that, Doctor? Now that's what I call obedience.”" Widowmaker cooed as she watched how the cyborg-hacker fisted herself up the ass while eating her own shit.. Mercy didn't want to look at Sombra though, she was too fixated on that blue ass in front of her. This ass...this perfect ass...perfect like the rest of her Mistress. Widowmaker on the other hand realized that Mercy wasn't answering and she looked down at the blonde. "“Oh, are you still shocked that I saw through you?"” The blue-skinned assassin teased her little pet. "“Don't be. I've been in this business for a much longer time than you have. And i know a filthy whore when I see one. But tell you what, if you wanted to lie to me, at least put in it half the effort you put in your work. How could i not know what you truly wanted when you gave me the box to shit into with a blushed and shameful face and didn't even dare to look at me? I have known you so long, doctor.”" Mercy looked up and had to swallow hard. "“Why...why didn't you...say anything?”" She stuttered and added "“Mistress"”. The grin on Widowmaker's face became even wider. "“I guess I wanted to see how serious you were. And seeing you like this... is nice. First I gained my own personal doctor, now I have a personal toilet and probably a breeder too. Who knew that Angela Ziegler could be this versatile?”" And then the grin disappeared from Widowmaker's face and her voice turned icy cold. "“Is that understood?"” When Mercy heard that question, her eyes widened and she started to nod like crazy. "“Yes...yes, Mistress!"” she gasped and the grin on Widowmaker's face reappeared. "“Good. Then get to it, you're not done yet."” The assassin moaned and Mercy knew what that meant. She pressed her face against that wonderful ass, inhaled its scent and licked over those butt cheeks while she continued to lick the shit off her Mistress's ass. Oh, what wonderful news! "“Cuuuummmiiinnnng!"” Sombra howled again, totally oblivious about the world around her. Since her arms and legs were artificial, they didn't slow down or grow tired. Her arm went on and on and on and soon her butt felt like it was about to melt. She continued to fist herself even long after Widowmaker was done cleaning herself. She was barely able to listen to her new Mistress's orders. "“That's a good look on your face, buttslut. Tell you what: You can enjoy your own ass some more and shit. How about you continue to fist yourself for the next, well, four hours. And don't forget to clean this place afterwards. With your tongue. After that you may stop and start working on those nano-machines."” When Sombra heard that, she groaned like a sick animal. She came again and hot juices were leaking down her tights. She felt so hot! Four hours? Four hours of anal orgasms and shit eating? No. NOOOOOO!!!” Widowmaker looked at Sombra, who just stood there and continued to fist herself up her ass. A smile appeared on the assassin's face and then she looked at her ass. Mercy had licked it completely clean. When she left the room, she did so knowing that she had scored another victory. "“Clean yourself, Doctor, and then join me. We should leave your new sister alone so she can properly enjoy herself. Wouldn't you agree?”" she asked and Mercy, whose belly was still bloated by all that cum and shit, nodded like crazy. "“Yes, Mistress. I will follow you everywhere.”" she said while she pressed her hands on her bloated belly and pressed another piece of shit and cum out of her prolapsed asshole. She knew it would be difficult, but she wouldn't stop until that belly of her wouldn't be filled with cum alone, but her Mistress's shit as well.  As for Sombra? Well, Widow decided to leave her there, so she turned off the lights when they left the bathroom. And so hacker continued to fist herself from one orgasm to the other in the dark. She didn't know if she managed to endure all that pleasure for four hours. All she knew that she had to find a way to escape. This was not how Sombra would go down: With her own fist up her ass while cumming her brains out! At a certain point she went down on her knees, opened her mouth and started to eat the shit off the ground, just like she was supposed to do. Her new life was about to begin. Like a good little scat slut..

Chapter 1 - Miruko And Momo Really Do Have Some Fun Times

"M-Ms. Miruko? Ngh, Hrnn." Momo moaned out, her curvaceous body being thrust forward across her desk as the number five hero pumped her thick cock past her folds. Plunging her thick member deep within the hero in training and battering against the entrance to her womb. Momo wasn't entirely sure how she got to this point. One moment she was studying in her room, the next, she was getting a knock on her dorm room door, and then after that, she was being viciously plowed from behind by none other than Miruko. "Relax, ngh, rookie. Just making sure you measure up is all." Miruko says in-between grunts as she continues to thrust her cock deep inside Momo's pussy. Absolutely reveling in the pleasure being given to her by such a sexy-looking student of U.A High. The bunny-themed hero had her eye on class-1 A for a while now. Full to the brim with some of the most breedable-looking heroes she had seen in a long time. Making the prestigious hero wonder why she didn't attend when she was still training, especially if such a school took in heroes like Mt. Lady and Midnight as teachers. But in any situation, she was more than satisfied with what she was doing now as her toned and muscled hips plowed against Momo's soft and plump ones. When she had heard that Creati needed to consume food for her quirk to draw from, she had to feel for herself to see that was true. And as her iron-clad grip sunk even deeper into the hero in training's hips, causing her to let out a squeal. As a triumphant result, Miruko quickly found herself to be far from disappointed. "B-But this doesn't, ngh, really seem all that related to, hnnnn, hero training." Momo manages to comment. The pure pleasure coursing through her body with every thrust delivered to her by the hero behind her making her head spin along with making the action of saying anything besides a whorish moan a trial in of itself. "Nonsense, nghn, rookie! All perfectly sound procedures. I had to go through it when I was around your age, so you do also." Miruko grunts, her hips speeding up even further as she remembers the old hero who opened her up to her more lustful intuitions. For the life of her, she couldn't remember what her name was. Only that she trained some bright blonde pupil with a quirk similar to hers. The things that she would do now if she were to ever see her again. But in the meantime, the nice piece of ass currently speared on her cock would work until she could figure out where she was. Looking down, Miruko's already deep smirk grew as she saw Momo's hips ripple with every thrust. Over the course of her hero career, Miruko was always happy to see that the tight-fitting hero outfits never went out of style. Whether it'd be the aforementioned Mt. Lady or Midnight, the hero community never seemed to run out of fat-looking asses. Sweat began to build across both heroes' bodies as Miruko continued to work her cock in and out of Momo's pussy. They had been at it for a while now, with Momo completely dumbfounded by how much stamina the bunny hero had. However, Creati soon came to realize she had just answered her own question in that case as she felt what might've been her umpteenth orgasm she had ever since they started begin to build up inside her. Initially, starting off slow, but as Miruko continued to plow into her with reckless and powerful abandon, it soon grew faster and larger before eventually becoming too much for her to handle. "M-Ms. MirukoOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Momo moans as she squirts out another heavy orgasm from her pussy, spraying the fifth greatest hero in Japan's crotch with her fluids. "That's right, rookie, let it all out." Miruko grunts, smiling as she delivers a devastating slap to Momo's rear, leaving behind a thick slap mark to go with the other ones she had dished out against the prospecting hero's thick and overwhelmingly plump rear. Causing Momo's pussy to twitch in pleasured pain perfectly around Miruko's thick member. Momo was glad that the rooms within the dorms were soundproofed. Both from the inside and from the outside. It made studying a whole lot easier, not having to hear anyone's random discussions. It also made covering up her endless moaning a lot easier. And yet, after having another orgasm, Miruko still continued pounding Momo's pussy with her thick cock. Her hips never seemed to slow even for a second as their pounded up against Momo's rear. Only managing to batter around rougher and rougher around the hero in training's insides. Nearly making it hard for Momo to breathe in the process as she tried to stabilize herself after her most recent orgasm. But it felt like Miruko just had a certain way with her body that caused it to fall completely under her grasp. Ultimately making her a prone fuck doll for the pro hero to use as she saw fit as she pumped her cock faster back and forth through her well-used hole. "Ah, fuck! Gettin' close!" Miruko groans as she bites her bottom lip, not slowing down for even a second as her thrusting sped up even more. Pushing Momo's body and mind far beyond anything that she thought was even possible as she even heard her desk begin to crack and shake. "W-W-W-W-W-Waaaaaaaaiiiiitttttttt!" Momo tries to speak up over the pleasure taking its course through her entire body. Making the already difficult process of trying to say anything even harder. "D-D-D-D-Don't c-c-c-c-cum inSIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIDE!" Momo screams out in one final moan as the most powerful orgasm she felt ever since they first started explodes out from her pussy in a torrent of her own nectar. At the same time, however, her words ended up falling on deaf words as with one final thrust, Miruko slammed her hips forward and speared her cock deep inside Momo's pussy before a thick load of cum shoots out the thick head of the bunny hero's iron hard member. "Nghn!" Miruko can only groan as her fluids begin to flow through and around Momo's womb before eventually spilling out in sharp leaks of cum down and across her legs and rear. Painting a thick and gooey mess inside Momo's crotch. Huffing slightly, Miruko roughly pulls her cock out from Momo's pussy. Spraying a few more lines across the hero trainee's ass while a couple of extra loads shoot themselves out of her pussy in thick and heavy spurts of cum. A sight that Miruko wasn't new to but was always happy to see when she broke in new heroes. "I think that spells a good first training session." Miruko says as she reaches down and tucks her thick cock, still covered in her's and Momo's juices, back into her hero uniform. "Think weekly sessions will fit us best. And then after that, maybe we'll move onto daily sessions." Miruko explains, making her way over to the door. "Can't wait to see you there." Miruko smiles before grabbing the handle of the door and opening it. But before she leaves, she sticks her head back into the room. "Seems like the perfect and beneficial start to your hero career for the both of us." Miruko chuckles before finally stepping out, loudly slamming the door behind her and leaving Momo to her sex and sweat stench filled room. For her exhausted part, Momo sighs as she reaches out a trembling hand. And then, with another shakey breath, begins to make condoms. ---- As I mentioned earlier, this is just a little smut to try and get my groove back. But please still tell me what you thought and I hoped you liked it!~

Chapter 0 - Foreword and important notes

In this story, mankind only has females and shemales, so you won't see any male champion here.  Be ready for some bullshit to happen now and then because it's a smut story. A lot of stuff may not make any sense, but at least they serve the smut. --- There are many female champions and while i do want to feature them all into this story; some aren't quite popular, some aren't quite useful for smut; and thus it would be a waste of time to write about them if no one was going to read it. So here's a list stating who already have or will have their part in the story. If you see your favorite champion not making it to the list yet: just request me by commenting on this story or sending me an email. Ahri Akali Ashe Caitlyn Cassiopeia Diana Elise Evelynn Fiora Illaoi Karma Katarina Kayle LeBlanc Leona Lissandra Lux Miss Fortune Morgana Nidalee Riven Sejuani Shyvana Sona Soraka Syndra Taliyah Vayne Vi Xayah Zyra --- A few other notes: (A/B) in the titles means there is sex between A and B, with A playing the dominant role. If the letters are all capitals, it means the character is a shemale. If they are not, it's a female. [Information on places and times looks like this.] Character's thoughts look like this. "Sona's telepathic voice looks like this." *Sounds look like this.* *** is used to demonstrate a change in location or time, or both. Or a change of topic. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Enjoy and don't forget to tell me what you think. That will make me improve this story and i will be thankful for that.

Chapter 0 - Lore

Before you read, note that i don't claim everything i'm gonna list here is canon. The wiki pages don't tell me everything i need to know, so i have to fill in the blanks with my imagination. As the title implies, this story is based on the Star Guardian skins universe: - This universe consists of two realms: the material realm as we know it, which is created by a mystical named The First Star; and The Void.  - The Void's denizens are called Voidborns, creatures with an insatiable hunger. Of course, they want to invade our realm. The Void's first and strongest creature is Baron Nashor. - The First Star chooses some girls, imbues them with its light and makes them Star Guardians to protect the world from the Void. Note that the girls aren't necessarily humans (Ahri is a kitsune, Soraka has a horn, Miss Fortune is stated to be from a galactic rim). When a Star Guardian dies, a new one will be chosen some time later. - Earth is the next planet to be invaded, so the Star Guardians choose to stay there until the threat is gone. They disguise themselves as human schoolgirls, hiding all the abnormal features they have. -Syndra seems to be much different from the others, ancient and sinister. What is her true agenda? This story is my theory. The extra chapter features the Odyssey universe as well, since i was inspired by the fact that Dark Star Rhaast has expressed his desire to visit this universe through his in-game interaction: - In the Event Horizon universe, there exists gods who give birth to extremely powerful beings: the beautiful Cosmic creatures who create and protect stars, and the unknowable monstrosities of the Dark Star who want to devour all galaxies and planetary systems. If the Dark Star creatures succeed, their 'god' - the all-consuming Dark Star will bring forth the final subjugation of all existence. - In the Odyssey universe, there exists a kind of organic fuel called Ora - the lifeblood of all civilization which can be harvested from space whales. Once an ancient civilization opened the Ora gate (called that way since it requires a lot of Ora) to another universe, which turned out to be the one called Event Horizon itself, resulting in Dark Star Rhaast being unleashed into their world. Rhaast killed almost everything until the last ones alive managed to seal him into a scythe on a planet far away for millenias to come. However, even in this state Rhaast could still corrupt people's mind. Through him a lie was spread: whoever manages to open the Ora Gate will be granted more power than they can ever imagine. - Kayn - an Ordinal of the Demaxian Empire, and Sona - a descendant of those who opened the Ora Gate and also is aware of the horrible truth, are lured to Rhaast's planet. Rhaast knows Kayn is growing sick of serving a 'pathetic' king, and then corrupts his subordinates' minds, turns them against him, forcing him to prove that he is ruthless enough to achieve his ambition, which Kayn does. Now that Kayn is 'chosen' and has successfully captured Sona, Rhaast tells him to fill his body with Ora from the things he kill, and keep Sona alive to find out how to open the Ora Gate again, so that Kayn can be the new Emperor. All lies, obviously. Rhaast just wants to kill things, get a new body, and a lot of Ora to open the Ora Gate again, letting the other Dark Stars in to devour everything this universe has to offer. - Before they succeed, Sona manages to escape. She finds new comrades to help defeating both Kayn and Rhaast, saving the universe from absolute annihilation.  Reference: http://leagueoflegends.wikia.com/wiki/Star_Guardian http://leagueoflegends.wikia.com/wiki/The_Void https://leagueoflegends.fandom.com/wiki/Odyssey https://leagueoflegends.fandom.com/wiki/Event_Horizon

Chapter 2 - D.Va | Kreygasm

Kept you guys waiting again.  In case you have no idea what Kreygasm is, let me save you the trouble: http://knowyourmeme.com/memes/kreygasm. Also, the "---" you see later on in the story marks where we switch from the real world as we know it to D.Va's virtual reality. Enjoy and don't forget to tell me what you think about this chapter. It's been 3 months since i last wrote something and this took me much longer than i had expected, so please help me by giving feedbacks! *** Like a sow being dragged to the slaughter-house, D.Va squealed and struggled as Mercy unsleashed her neck from the wall, unzipped her skin-tight latex suit and tried to remove it. But holy shit, skin-tight is no longer the right word to describe. It had been 4 months since she was held captive, and the last time she was released from the outfit to take a bath was... 2 months ago. Two months wearing it all day and night had almost glued the suit on to D.Va's skin. Well, Mercy knew it was her fault. She was supposed to clean this thing once a week, but then she got too attached to doing research the Mistress gave her.  Okay, she was busy sucking too.  Okay, it was actually more cocksucking than researching though.  And it was not that she felt bad for the gimp, not one bit. Well, she had just tried shit yesterday, so of course she wouldn't feel bad for not keeping a test subject clean enough. What she did not like to imagine was her Mistress's frown of disappointment, seeing that the good doctor forgot to give the gimp a shower for 2 months because she was a cock addict.  But anyway, what's done is done.  "Come on, stay still, you filth!" The once-gentle and humble doctor barked as she tried to unzip the crotch. The already difficult task was reinforced by the mindless gamer's ever-twitching and spasming. Mercy was so mad.The Mistress was waiting for her! She got no time to waste with this stupid creature! "Arghh, goddammit! Why am i the only servant here who can still use her brain?" But Mercy sure didn't mean that Widowmaker should have made her a mindless slave too. If that had been the case then she would have had no idea what happiness tasted like on her tongue. I mean, why can't Mistress just keep at least another slave who can understand human language? First it was Tracer, a bimbo who could only follow one simple task at a time after being fucked, and now this? If only i had a stun gun right now!! *SLAP!* The good doctor sat on the gimp's back and gave the young girl the hardest slap she could, so hard that her hand hurt. "Stay still, dammit!" But of course the gimp didn't obey. She just shuddered, her whole body and legs just arched and her head raised up as she let out muffled whimpers, and then her frame just twitched even more. In a way, it seemed like she almost enjoyed it. To Mercy, that was adding fuel to the flames. Four more slaps on each side of the tight butt with both hands, and then she stopped, to pay attention at her own panties as it was getting wet. It was also the first time she slapped someone. But it was not guilt she felt as she reflected on who she was in the past. She couldn't care less about helping people or fighting for peace, because now she had her Mistress to worship, countless flavors to relish, endless pleasure to indulge, and the most important: Mistress's affection. In her eyes there was the sight of the Korean girl below groaning and mewling while convulsing even harder as it reached climax. And that was when she understood how her Mistress felt to bitchslap her on the butt. Did it always feel this good? Oh, why hadn't i found out sooner? Mercy absolutely showed no mercy as she continued to punish the spoiled pet with new vigor and a mad grin on her lips. *Slap!* *Slap!...* *Slap...* The doctor didnt even care about the little girl's howling and moaning with her mouth shut tight by the latext suit, she went on and on and even lost count in her spanking spree only to stop as she squirted into her panties and eventually ran out of strength to continue. Rivulets of sweat ran on her naked body, her slightly saggy breasts moved up and one with her heavy breaths. Mercy felt as if she just did a work out. I hope Mistress would kindly give me another treat after this. Now that Mercy calmed down and took note of the gimp, she knew that she hadn't expected that it would work in the end, but miraculously, it did. She hadn't noticed, but it seemed like the gimp came only seconds before her, and now it lay there quietly. Hah, looks like someone is weak against spanking too. Or everyone is? After some more great effort with the non-stop twitching gimp who actually reached orgasm once more in the process, the doctor finally managed to peel the latex suit off.  No one could recognize D.Va - the best Starcraft player with her state right now. Her skin was pale. Her face without the pink makeups, the once-sharp and youthful eyes of a young gamer were hollow of life,  covered by the long and messy brown hair. She had a twistedly happy and haughty smile, with drools dripped out of it continuously. She snuffled heavily since she was already used to living inside a suit which only had a hole on her nose and with two machines continuously gave her pleasure 24/7 in months. Her vagina and armpits were extrememly hairly too, which stank so hard Mercy had to cover her noses.  Oh god, the smell. She had been to pigsties and stables before as part of her work as a doctor, so she knew how cattles smelled. But this smell was... unmatched. All that stench of saliva and sweat had no way to go, while the huge vibrators in her asshole and pussy had caused juice to drip continuously, which fortunately managed to find its way out through the tiny rift of the zipper. When Mercy removed the toys, and D.Va started to groan and grunt as pleasure left her body, she thrashed around like a child with her toys taken away. But as the doctor pulled at the leash on her neck, she weakly crawled towards on four. She had no strength, nor could she use it even if she had. All those inner images and orgams had rendered her body crippled. And much to Mercy's surprise, the gimp didn't try to resist either.  The slutdoctor grabbed the shower next to them and washed the sow. D.Va got no time for a real bath though, because Widowmaker didn't have time, and Mercy didn't have the patience. So Mercy just did what she could, and then pulled her out. And she led D.Va to Sombra, who was unknowlingly waiting for her nightmare. "Uh... Heheh... heha..." What? Mercy pulled the leash up with one hand and another pulled the gimp by the hair to see what that was about. Hana's eyes dazed, empty, her pupils slightly rolled up. They opened wide as they were staring deep into her own imaginary world. She had a wide grin, and from it drools dripped down her chin. She definitely looked stoned. But Mercy hadn't heard wrong. That was definitely a giggle. And why does this thing have such an excited look on her stupid face? Virtual reality broke the once-most well known gamer in the world named Hana Song. Or more exactly, the virtual reality in the VR-goggles Widow had put on her head did. They were far more advanced than the kind of goggles which could only give visions and sound decades ago. Now those things could even interfere with human brain's interpretation of electrical impulses, which was what allowed human to perceive the reality around them. And that meant those goggles could exactly do the job of sending people into the reality they want to be in. Thus this technology was prohibited, since the goverments feared that something like "Inception" would happen for real, when some would choose to live in their dreams. But that's enough with the technology. Let's say for short: Widowmaker - an assassin for hire, who was able to gain access to many prohibited stuff in the world, had imbued those mental images into D.Va's head with those goggles. The Korean gamer loved it. And thus so did her brain. After the goggles had been removed, her brain continued to create that world by itself. Her senses were pretty much dulled, as she no longer needed them to perceive her world. She didn't even eat. The vibrator in her asshole wasn't any vibrator either. It was long, stuffed in her bowels, took all the space her stretched body could give. And inside the vibrator itself there was a conduict. Nutrient liquid was pumped directly inside and absorbed by the membrance. Mercy used the same kind of liquid to feed her body too, because cum, pussy juice and shit aren't quite the kind of nutrious food. However, what Mercy envied was that, in a way, you could say that D.Va was fed by a dick deep in her backdoor. Meanwhile the doctor had to wait until Mistress decided it was time to use her hole. Until then, she must keep it clean and nice. However, even though D.Va couldn't leave her world, things happening around her would affect that imaginary world. Pretty much like how you dream of peeing nonstop until you wake up knowing that you had already wet your bed.  She was a gamer, and she was playing games. To play a game means to follow the orders, proceed, and win. Which is why she got annoyed when Mercy removed the vibrators, but then willingly followed when the doctor pulled at her. --- Follow the orders. Proceed. And win. D.Va just found a new game to play. The producer of this game had announced before that this would be something never been done before, and the whole gaming community boarded the hype train. So of course it would fall to her - the most famous gamer in the world, and with the highest number of watchers on Twitch - to be the first to try it. So... in this game, the player became one with the protagonist. Her character would be called D.Va too, real name Hana Song. Oh, the producer really wasn't joking. D.Va could almost feel that she was born in this game and not her old reality. How very cool. The game then asked her to decide the difficulty. Easy – Normal – Hard – Realistic? The game also stated that, while Realistic mode - as usual - is only available for those who have finished the game in Hard mode, this was an exception because the player was D.Va, one of the best gamer in history. Ah ah, now this is some real flattering. Challenge accepted. Choosing any other mode would be a blasphemy to her name. This mode had no extra checkpoints and if she failed, she had to play through the whole game all over again? Perfect. Checkpoints were for the weak anyway.  The world was in chaos because of man's arrogance. They had tried to open the gate to the demon realm to exploit the source of endless potential powers within. However, while they had thought that demons were strong but imbecile lots, the natives of darkness were smart enough to act as if they were just docile and loyal servants, until one day the demonologists, and with them, the superstitious autarchs, tyrants and lords who thirsted for sorcery to gain the upper hand against each other, were all corrupted and knelt at the greatest demons' feet. Mankind begged Gods for help - the same Gods they had stood against because they wanted "absolute freedom", to do whatever they wanted. Gods agreed, but they decided to use this war as a test to see if mankind was truly worthy to be saved. Each God chose a worthy warrior to give them their powers. And D.Va was chosen by Widowmaker - The Goddess of Malice.  And then, the first mission began. It took place in a jungle, so there she was, passing through below the umbrages in her trademark MEKA pilot suit. So perfectly tight, it cut into her crotch and pressed on her nipples, keeping her constant arousal in check.  And then, the first enemies showed up. Goblins. A lot of goblins. They were only half her height, but their dicks were three times as big as that of an average person, some were even four times, which almost reached the ground as those haughty things ran towards her. The game announcer then introduced the gameplay.  "Every enemy in this game would try to fuck you. You can defeat them in combat, but as the sacred warrior chosen by the Goddess of Malice, you have the unique ability to make them suffer and take away their vitality by making them cum, which also earns you more EXP and gold. However, this means that you have to let them have their way with you, which is more dangerous because it's game over if they make you cum. Also, making them cum with different body parts give you different amount of EXP and gold. The more sensitive of the body parts you use, the higher the reward. Play at your own risk!" Well... now you are speaking my language. D.va grabbed one goblin up and then... stuffed its dick right into her mouth. The monster immediately wrapped its limbs around her head, suffocated her by pistoning its monstercock straight into her gullet. D.Va tried to focus on gropping it with her throat, while her hands grabbed 2 more and jerked them off madly. They came after seconds, spraying their hot and thick milk all over her and inside her. The heat was numbing. But Hana had no time to rest. Many more were approaching. Only after a couple of seconds and she was surrounded. Had to slay them fast and then move to the others, or she would fall to the weight of all those monsters and leave her body at their mercy. Some wrapped her hair around their dicks and fapped. Some thrusted against her armpits. One was grabbing her juicy butt and hotdogged her asscrack. Hot goblinmilk turned her hair into a mess. Her makeup was tainted. She already got used to the hot liquid all over her, and despite all these sweat which couldn’t find its way out due to the tight suit, she was fine. Well, she was called the ultimate sex gamer after all. And as long as the suit kept her lower holes safe... *RIPPPPPP!* Oh fuck. The goblin on her asscrack had already poured its worthless babybatter on her firm butt and fell off, but D.Va did not notice because she was too occupied with serving all the cocks. Not until one replaced it to grab her on the crotch and tore the suit open. D.Va screamed with a mouth full of cock, struggled as she felt the stupid thing aligned its cock right in front of her pucker - the weakest body part she had. The sex gamer worked her muscles to spread that asshole wide in anticipation, but when it thrusted in, she couldn't help but groan and her eyes watered as half the length went deep in one go. Even though the goblin had unwittingly smeared its cock on the cum of its kin on D.Va's backside and that helped a lot, there went the dry and burning sensation as it punched into her bowels and lubed her bowels in the most painful way. There was an important thing to keep in mind: Even though she chose to fuck them into submission, it didn't mean she couldn't fight off those lot. Hana could have dragged it down. But that moment, only a few enemies left, and D.Va was confident that she would make it, so she didn't bother to get it off her. But well, that was her weakness. Over-confidence. Multiple ropes of thick milk shooting deep inside her guts wrecked her. The Korean girl fell on her knees, hands on the ground , her head too was low, as if the gamer was bowing  as she withstood the radiating heat spreading in her body. Bowing before another goblin as it grabbed her cum-stained, messy hair with both hands, lifted her cum-dazed face up with watery eyes, her mouth dropped open to reveal a throat covered in cum. Not that the goblin minded one bit. It gave her the last facefuck before she could reach the main checkpoint lying ahead. While she had already deepthroated quite a number of goblincocks and it had been no problem to suck one more, she didn’t realize that, as she had fallen on her knees, another was able to slide under her crotch. And did the only reasonable thing it could, which was what D.Va scared the most to happen right now: it jammed its 9 inches cock in her vagina. She was already wet from all those attacks and her fronthole had no trouble accepting the whole length. The big and hard veins scratched on the surface while the cockhead was slamming against her cervix. Each time it got punched, it was quite painful, but as the dick got dragged out, she moaned weakly into the cock in her throat. And the cycle repeated. Agony and pleasure, replacing each other continuously and drove her mad bit by bit. To make things worse, another one replace the goblin who had fucked her in the ass. Great. Now all of her holes were being used like cocksleeves to their hearts' content. Having fallen down on the ground she could not stand up with 3 goblins clinging on her, and the only solution was to bear with it. D.Va let out a muffled howl as the three ejacuations wrecked her. One went after the other, easily driven to the edge seeing the fellow rapist reaching heaven before going to hell. D.Va kept on drinking so she could gap for air, but no matter how good she was, it was impossible to concentrate while 2 dicks were hotdoging and pumping cum to fill every gap in her body for what felt like an eternity. Her mouth bloated, semen spilled from her nose and her eyes rolled up. In the mind-wrecking waves of dickmilk she definitely could feel herself close to climax. Panicked, she tried to crawl forward while they were still on her. She couldn't see anything because the goblin's torso blocked her view, but she had to crawl. She couldn't lose. It was only the first stage of the game, so there wasn't any trouble playing it again. But she couldn't let her viewers see this. She was the best! Failure wasn't even an option! Despite all those endeavors, she already had reached her limit. Her gag reflex, after putting up too much and too long of a fight, more than it ever had, finally lost its function and the goblin was able to pierce through, to pour the last drop directly into the cumbag. And with that, D.Va collapsed on the ground while her body convulsed and her snatch squirted love juice.  And everything went dark. Dammit... I failed... D.Va let out a sigh as she woke up, ready to see herself at the beginning again. The real nightmare awaiting her is the chat board though, and she was so afraid to see what they were saying about her. "Kreygasm" "even singsing can't do better than that" "well played d.va" "SeemsGood" "giff moar" "best Kreygasm eva" "a game that makes dva beg for mercy? 4Head must buy 4Head" "goty confirmed PogChamp" "11/10 would play again"  Wait, no one talked about how pathetic she looked like? D.Va then looked around and realized that the scenery was different. She wasn't brought back to before. So... did she manage to reach the checkpoint right before cumming? Well, that was lucky. Nevertheless, it was not quite a nice thing to see from the world's most favorited gamer, barely reached the checkpoint while she was cumming. But Hana was quite certain that the viewers didn't mind. Or maybe they didn't even catch that, since they were probably busy cumming at that moment anyway.   And so D.Va continued her journey. It felt good to have fresh air running on her skin, the part which was left exposed thanks to the violent creatures tearing her suit apart. She looked like a real cumdump with sticky dickmilk all over her body, its salty taste numbing her mind, making her mouth water. The young girl ran her hands on her body, searched for any little bit of juice left to savour. However,that was the third time she had done that, and whatever farewell gift the goblins had given her, it was either swallowed or dried. She had already slurped on all the cum in her pussy. And yet her body craved for more. No, SHE craved for more.  Luckily for D.Va, she still had one thing which kept her drink warm and moist. Keeping like a liter of squishy liquid was not a comfortable thing to begin with, but she couldn’t bring herself to shit it all out and move on. She didn't want to eat something coming from the lower end of her bowels, but something told her that she would regret it if she just "let it all out". Now she knew that "something" was called cum addiction. And in the end, looks like it was the right choice after all. The Korean squatted down and laid her hands on the ground, right below her pink asshole. Going ass to mouth had not been her thing, but she wasn't thinking with her head anymore. Come to think about it, D.Va couldn't really tell why she enjoyed anal so much but still declined to have a taste of her own asshole. Was it because she was afraid of getting shit on her tongue? Was it because she didn't want to accept how degraded she was? But why is tasting your asshole considered degradation? What is the downside in that act? Physic was so advanced nowadays that even cancer in its last stage could be cured permanently within a month. Whatever could be the price for eating cum kept warm by her bottom tunnel, D.Va was pretty sure she could pay. She wasn’t into scat. She just wanted semen. Hey, how could she say so if she hadn’t tried? But there was one thing she knew for sure. She needed this cum. And even a few clots of stool wouldn’t be sble to stop her. "Hnnnnngh!" Hana Song pushed her bowels and her tight pucker twitched, spread out. White liquid slowly leaked out, dripped down on her palms. Anticipation built up in her chest every time her pucker closed and opened again to spew out some more reversedly-digested dickmilk, ready for her to dig in. Within seconds her hands were full, and fortunately: there was no fece. D.Va joyfully lifted them to her face and inhaled. The stench was mild, somewhat a kind of mixture which was enough to remind her where it came from, but nowhere nearly enough to stop her from slurping it slowly down her throat with a smile. The taste was... more bitter, but didn’t make it less delicious. So was this what her asshole tasted like? Well, it isn't so bad. D.Va put two fingers back in her bowels and madly fingered herself. Her lower puckermouth sucked on them as she pulled them out, with a bit too much force as she fantasized one day it would get prolapsed and everyone would be able to see how nasty she was. As her hand grew sore she would suck it clean again with her upper mouth and moaned sluttily, imagining that those horny monsters were all around having their hungry eyes on her. The process repeated for a couple of minutes until she knew her body was reaching climax. D.Va exaggerated her movements and controlled her voice like a real pornstar. Two fingers weren’t enough anymore. The Korean gamer spread her swollen labia and wormed her fingers inside and focused on her G spot, while most of the other hand – except for the thumb - was already drilling its way inside her bowels. It did hurt, but loosening herself felt wonderful. D.Va knew that she would meet more monstercocks later on, things that would make goblinrapes look like child play. And just in case you want to know: D.Va was not a fool. The rules had stated: "It's game over if they make you cum." That means only cumming from being raped counts. Thus it’s only rational to reduce your libido before approaching enemies. Speaking of which... "Hah... hah... cumming... i’m cumming! Look at me everyone! Use this cheap whore to fap and shower me with your precious baby batter!" D.Va pinched her clit as a means to distract herself from pain as she violently stuffed her whole other hand inside her backdoor, her wrist disappeared inside her body. A shocking orgasm shook her body and she fell flat on her ass at the same time her pussy juice sprayed up high. Her vision became vivid. Her imaginary audience felt almost so real. They were all around her with hands furiously masturbating themselves and some came early, sprayed countless strings of dickjuice all over her.  And when she was finally down from cloud nine, the first thing she realized was that something was blocking her view of the sky. A gargoyle descended before her. And as the slut gained more conciousness, she realized that he wasn’t alone. Some already surrounded her, closing in. Even though those creatures were quite emotionless because they were rocks, their as-hard-and-straight-as-a-pillar-meatsticks told her more than words. They had caught the smell of a bitch in heat.  D.Va licked her lips very slowly as she realized how hung they were. She proceeded to spread her gaping holes with both hands and spread her legs wide. "Come at me, you filthy creatures!" --- "I'm ready, Mistress!" Mercy hopped in the car and closed the door. At the driver seat was the cold-blooded assassin Widowmaker, who was going to take the her to the dock, and from there the slutdoctor would travel to the Ecopoint to execute her mission alone for the first time. And Mercy's heart was full of joy when Widowmaker said that she would take the loyal servant there by herself.  "Uhm... Are you really fine with this, Mistress? I mean, it's definitely reassuring to have you with me like this, but if you have something else to do... then i guess..." Mercy asked hesitantly as Widowmaker started the engine.  "Have i ever been unsure about my decision?" The hermaphrodite replied briefly, without even looking at Mercy. "Uhm, no, never. Mistress. Please forgive me." Even though Mercy wanted to believe her Mistress would answer "I do this because i want you to know that i entrust this task to you", she still knew that would never be the case. So she decided to keep her mouth shut on all the way. "Mercy." "Y-Yes?"  "Don't misunderstand." - Widowmaker leered on the rearview mirror - "While i shall allow you to think that i do this because you are different from your sisters - the ones you have and going to have - You must also not forget: I don't give second chances. Is that clear enough?" "Yes, Mistress! I won't let you down!" Mercy felt nothing but pride overwhelming in her chest. Well, that was quite romantic in its own way. "I know." Widowmaker stopped the car and turned around with a half gentle-half sadistic smile. They arrived at the dock. "Now go. Prove that i'm right about you."  "Yes, Mistress. I will!" And so Widowmaker watched Mercy walked on her elegant legs with her juicy ass swaying until it disappeared in the crowd... Only until it turned around, and then the slut came back, knocked on the car door. "Mistress... Please forgive me but... i'm... hungry again."  "What? Didn't you just swallow my cum 3 hours ago? And you want some more right now? What are you, a cum-blackhole?" Widowmaker snarled, but she knew that she was responsible because it was her who made the good doctor like this. And at the same time her eyes glanced across the streets, searching. And then they stopped at a certain spot. The assassin smirked as she found what she looked for. "I'm so sorry, Mistress! Uhm... can i get in? I will make it quick!" Widowmaker did open the door, but she didn't let Mercy in. The Mistress stepped out of the car. She still wore her assassin suit along with a thick coat, so no one could notice the blue skin. "No. I don't like cramped places. Follow me." The slut followed her Mistress to a alley. The hermaphrodite then unbuttoned her coat, revealing her assassin suit. "Unzip me." Mercy swiftly complied. It was dark in here, and no one could see them, though that didn't mean there was time to waste. She knew that her Mistress wanted to see how far she was ready to degrade herself to satisfy her thirst.  In that case, this was her chance to impress. The only thing belonging to Widowmaker's body which wasn't as cold as the rest flopped out. Even before getting erect, it was still damn long and fat, and always looked so tasty. Mercy's mouth watered and stomach growled, knowing she was going to be fed. And so she squatted down, her skillful hands of a surgeon and a cocksucker took hold of that saber and opened her mouth... "No." Widowmaker pushed Mercy's head down lower and then aligned her tight pucker right on top of the good doctor's drooling mouth. "Your best record was 22 minutes and 42 seconds. We don't have that much time. So you will have to accommodate with this. And by the way, do not make a mess here. You still have a trip and i still have to drive home." "I'm ready, Mistress." Mercy closed her eyes and opened her mouth wide, waiting to get her meal. Widowmaker closed her eyes to focus on flexing her colons while her hands kept Mercy's head in place.  The first turd you shit out is always the driest, hardest one. Mercy's tongue joyfully guided it to her teeth and then started to chew and savor it, before swallow it down her throat. Had to make it quick, because more was coming. Brown, greasy long clots escaped Widowmaker's lower mouth into Mercy's upper mouth. Sweat ran on the assassin's face as she concentrated to break the rope of shit every now and then so they wouldn't get dirty. She was actually also aroused to see the face of her good whore - her finest masterpice - twisted from both the disgusting stench and the wonderful taste fighting each other to. Her eyes teared up at the stink, and yet there was a smile of pure bliss everytime a *Gulp*.And that expression of madness forced Widowmaker to release everything left inside all-at-once. Mercy's eyes shot wide as her mouth bloated out, being stuffed full of mushy mass. But she was called the best cocksucker by her Mistress, and you know, the hermaphrodite goddess really meant it. The slut held her breath before she forced the fresh, warm gooey soup down her gullet without spilling any.  "Yes, yes, yes! What a good slut!" Widowmaker hissed in satisfaction as her loyal servant performed yet another impressive stunt, almost impossible to imagine. Without anything blocking the way since Mercy already had disabled her gag reflex long ago (so it wouldn't interfere when she needed to give her Mistress a dreepthroat), feces kept flowing down without trouble. The sudden increase in the amount of food she took in caused her senses to be overwhelmed by both the said stench and taste - they made Mercy cum right on the spot. Her body spasmed as she reached climax from indigestion. Her eyes shot wide while the pupils rolled to the back of her skull. She grabbed hold on her Mistress's perfect butt with one hand while the other pulled up her black skirt to reveal her pantyhose before it wriggled in to finger her aching pussy as her legs twitched and her whole body trembled, sending waves of exquisite sensation directly on the hermaphrodite's asshole through her expert tongue, resulting in soft moans above, and the Mistress couldn't resist the temptation to give her erect dick stroke a few strokes.   It was a good thing that Mercy had decided to wear pantyhose to keep herself warm, because now there was only a big stain at her crotch. Had she chosen stockings there would have been lovejuice running down on her inner thighs.   Her throat buldged big while it swallowed all the remains. And thus as easy as they flowed down in Widowmaker's bowels, all of them vanished inside Mercy's gutter like a magic trick.  As her meal was over (only because her Mistress had no more shit to feed her), Mercy sticked her tongue in to clean the pucker in and out, and then gave it a parting kiss. It could also be understood as a parting kiss to Widowmaker, because like said, Mercy's mouth wasn't meant to kiss lips anymore. She stood up and fixed their clothes, returned her Mistress's fuckstick to where it belonged: under the tight fabric.  Knowing that all of her Mistress's waste was now safe inside her,  she moaned satisfiedly with her hands on her slightly bloated belly and thanked her goddress. In a way, the shitbag she called stomach was now filled with pure happiness. Once again, Widowmaker watched Mercy walked on her elegant legs with her juicy ass swaying and a mouth with plenty of scat leftovers until she disappeared in the crowd... But this time, the slut didn't return halfway anymore. *** [Mercy returns home with Mei. After being facefucked by Widowmaker, she is now ready to work.] It felt good to be at home. The weather out there was so cold and of course it was a nightmare for Mercy - who was used to walking around only with a pair of panties. And nightmare became hell when there was no Mistress to feed her with rich-in-flavor dickmilk.  And now she was alive and healthy to do some more researches. For Mistress! So, she got what she needed. A impregnator, whose testicles were injected with exotic sperms. And a surrogate mother, whose body was modified for one sole purpose: breed. Now there was only one last step... "You must have been lonely... Rejoice, for i have brought you a friend". Mercy cooed maliciously to another test subject who was strapped to an up-right stretcher and being wheeled in the room. And then Mei's eyes shot wide in shock and disbelief. Before her was something people would call an abomination: a young girl  "Wh-What have you done to her?"  "Oh, i don’t think you should worry about what i did to her. Instead you should worry about what She" – Mercy spoke as her fingers ran on the gimp’s clubcock – "is going to do to You." She pushed D.Va closer, now her erect dick was only an inch from Mei’s pink vagina. The young girl inhaled happily as if she saw some kind of drug. Mercy grabbed D.Va’s dick with both hands and rubbed it on the Chinese’s snatch. Worked immediately. The gimp started thrashing around and twitching in her bindings, groaned and moaned like a sick animal, begging to be released and breed this bitch in heat.  "It’s pretty impressive that you are still healthy and well after all this time. Putting yourself in hibernation to survive the polar storm, getting a heavy dose and then the nanomachines from me. I have high hopes for you, old friend." "Nanomachines? What are you talking about?" "You will find out soon enough." Mercy then lifted her finger up and reached for a button... Mei shrieked as she realized what was about to happen. "No, wait, don’t do it!" Like a zombie being unleashed from the one thing preventing it from feasting on the tasty flesh heap, D.Va’s cock landed on the soft stomach, her shaking hands held on the chubby’s chair, and their faces were close enough Mei could feel the hot , nasty breaths on her, saliva dripped down from the gamer’s chin on her body. Looking at this mad expression almost caused her heart to stop beating. It was nothing she had seen before, not even in the scariest movie she had seen in her life. Maybe she would not be killed, but she knew too well death wasn't the worst fate for test subjects. The young girl in front of her was the proof of what had happened. And what was about to happen.  Hana didn’t really see her, but she still knew what she should do. Stumblingly she aligned her dick in front of the tight hole and pressed on it. "No! Stop her! It cannot fit in me!" "Oh, of course it can’t. But that’s where the nanomachines come in, so don’t worry, just enjoy the ride!"  Mercy smacked hard on the gimp’s ass, caused her to groan desperately while pushing madly through the too-small passage. So far only the tip went in, which already lasted for like an hour for the receiver and an eternity for the giver.  "Please..." Mei pled with tears welling up in her eyes... "At least lube us first..." "Us? US? Ha ha hah! Looks like you two get along quite faster than i expected. And sorry but, no can do. The main reason is that i want to see how far can these nanomachines modify your body. Though i would be lying if i said i would have used it willingly otherwise because this is for pure scientific purposes and i absolutely don’t enjoy watching the subject, which also used to be my old friend, has to suffer. Har har." Mercy paused for a second and chuckled gleefully. "But hey, one advice for you: relax your body, it will make things easier. If you can’t fight back, just go on with it!" Well... in a way, she did have a point. Mei knew there was no way out for her. If this was pain she felt with just the crown, then when this girl could send the entire length inside her, perhaps she would know what agony means. And not to mention what is about to happen... What is worse, knowing that her old friend turned her into a test subject for breeding and this woman just needed some popcorn to make this the best entertaining show ever? Or knowing that a girl young enough to be her daughter had been driven insane and was going to take away her virginity and impregnate her with a cock bigger and longer than her arm? Or maybe she should kill herself now instead? That would be the only way to escape this madness... "Heh... Heh..." The strange change in D.Va's voice made Mei looked up and held her breath as she saw that face again. Though this time, she tried to examine it, to really "see" it. "Do not be afraid to understand what you aren't familiar with" - that's one thing she learnt as a scientist. Even though the being once known to the world as Hana Song looked messy and crazy, the climatologist could tell she had once been a pretty girl, before whatever Mercy had put her through. She drooled like a rabbid and eyes were empty, the expression on her face was pure madness. But then... Mei questioned her judgement. Why do i think this is madness? Just because this girl looks both as high as the ceiling and so happy despite this mess she was in? Well, at least she likes what she has become... Mei didn’t want to see her as a thing, but as a person. They were both considered guinea pigs here, thus in a way, they weren't that different. Probably an hour later, when Angela was done with her, she would be stripped off of her sanity and then they would become spiritual sisters... "Ah... Aih..." Her eyes went wide as D.Va, for the first time after meeting her, let out some real words. "Wh... what...? You can speak?" "I’m... sorry... I can’t... fight it..." ... If only her hands weren’t shackled to this chair, she would have cuddled this face and gave this poor child a tight hug... She is still so young... So beautiful... Just imagine what she could have been had this not happened...  However... While we can't fix the past... At least we can hope for a better future by giving the present our all. She must still be fighting in there, that's why she apologized me... Then i will fight too, for both of us. Now Mei realized she wasn’t afraid of what was going to happen and would happen to her anymore. She just felt sadness and compassion for this girl. And so, Mei leaned forward and gently kissed the gamer on her lips, a kiss free of lust and desires. Tears rolled on her face as she did. She wasn’t sure if those were the tears of her agony. Well, she couldn’t even tell if she was crying for herself. Pain or fear, she couldn’t feel them anymore. Her heart... It felt so light... and peaceful. Behind them, Mercy chuckled whilst they broke the kiss. This is gettng even better!  "Be gentle, okay?" It’s my first time." Mei cooed with a smile of affection and held her breath, tried to spread her legs wider to welcome the guest. Realizing the way through was blocked, D.Va pulled out and pushed back in to build up the force, preparing for real penetration. Since Mei finally accepted her fate and thus relaxed her body, her vagina lost its stiffness  and juice leaked out to lube itself. Feeling that the time has come, Hana grabbed Mei’s hips and then pushed with all her might. "Aaaaah! It hurts, it hurts!" "Congratulations Mei-Ling! Now you are really a woman!" Mercy clapped and spoke with sacarsm in her voice. In fact, she had expected Mei to resist, so that this defloration would be a lot more intense, wanted to see Mei scream and beg to be killed instead. What a disappointment. Maybe she should have asked Sombra to put in the same kind of drug that broke Tracer too.  Knowing that she hurt her mate, D.Va was somewhat in panic deciding what to do. She would have stopped moving and wait for Mei's pain to ease, had the breeder not encouraged - "Wait, i didn’t say stop! Keep... keep FUCKING me!" Being given approval, Her cock went deeper and deeper with each thrust, and the woman who was waiting to get bred moaned louder and louder. Now one third of the whole length was in, and all Mei could do was to gap for air and tried to relax her pussy, even though they seemed nowhere near enough. Though for D.Va the welcoming throbbing of the flesh tunnel was more than enough to keep her going. The truth is that, Mei had always thought about how she would start a family. Yet she had always told herself to forget about that, that she should dedicate her whole life for science, for this world. Time flies and when Mei decided to take a look back, she already reached 30. Mei thought about finding a serious relationship, knowing her youth was running out. But then... the polar storm disaster. When she woke up, 9 years had passed. She still looked the same, but... just how awkward would it be to tell her lover about that? Mei tried convince herself that it was too late for her, but then she was brought here, by who used to be an old friend. Fate sure knows how to play its games... --- Every gamer could tell when they were about to reach the end of a good game. All the knots are untied, all the questions have their answers. The main character face their problems and eventually find a solution and move on. You feel both satisfying and a bit sad at the same time, knowing that yet another good time is over. Turned out D.Va was no chosen sacred warrior. She was the ace in Widowmaker's plan: to prove that humans don't deserve freedom. And the only way for peace to remain is to protect them from themselves. D.Va has become a vessel of demonic energy after absorbing too much demon semen. Widowmaker twsited her body, gave her a cock and a pair of testicles bigger than any man and demon, and with it she would help giving birth to super soldiers with demonic characteristics. Because why only have a few chosen warriors when we can mass produce them? From the beginning to the very end, she chose to play the game like a real slut. It's only fitting that now she could live the rest of her life as a slut. D.Va had choices. She could have fought the demons without using her "unique ability" and not absorb any demon semen at all. She could have fought back when Widowmaker grew her a dick. Yet even though she now possessed a male body part, she thought that it suited her very well. And just now, she could have run away when she was offered one last chance: Widowmaker would let her go - or she could stay here and fuck this breeder till the end of her life. But in the end, she was already a slave to pleasure. Unlike the aggressive and feisty bitch she had been, D.Va thrusted slowly with care. The breeder’s huge breasts jiggled up and down and she screamed for more with each wave of pleasure echoed within her every nerve. D.Va kissed her again, this time the Korean parted those lips with her tongue and wormed her way in. Though startled at first, the breeder returned greedily. Unexpected for the young girl, her mate broke the kiss only to whisper “My breasts... take good care of them too.” And then continued. D.Va squeezed them, gently at first and then increased the force. The stronger she went, the louder and more erotic the screams were. With her hands free, the breeder held D.Va’s face in her palms. "Such a cute girl you are." She cooed. Their eyes met for a moment and closed as they giggled. This was so weird, though D.Va guessed this woman would agree that they were meant to be this way. --- "I’m close... I'm going to cum inside you..." They both looked down to the place which connected them. Only more than half of her length was disappearing and reappearing nonstop and so was the big bulge on the breeder’s belly.  "Then you can go all out. I think i’m close too. Give it to me. Mark me with your sperm. Make me yours!" Each line was screamed out louder and faster than the former. For the first time in her life Mei decided to let all of her feelings out. Since D.Va’s testicles were huge, her body convulsed as they released an inhuman amount of semen along with a big proportion of her body heat. Her already shaking legs stumbled as they tried to keep the stance while her head felt light. Now it was actually her cockhead that was in charge. A tidal wave rushed up and swelled inside her meat conduict, flooded the too-small babymaker, pushed all air out and replace it with thick, creamy fertile army of sperms. Mei saw how the heavy, hairy balls twitched and contracted just before she felt pure mind-numbing pleasure and everything went vivid. For one’s first time, of course it was too much. Cum flooded in as it pushed out the air in her womb and her belly bulged outwards with every second. Mei being drunken with the bliss of impregnation, unconciously wrapped her arms and legs around D.Va and held her tightly. The smaller girl could no longer move and her face sunk in the big fat melons. They could feel each other's body trembled from pleasure and resonated. When Mei was too tired to hold on, D.Va failed to stay on her feet and she fell head first on the bloated belly. The only thing which kept her in place – her monstercock inserted in Mei’s pussy – finally grew soft too, and the nanomachines started taking effect. Mei-ling, who was just taken down from cloud nine, opened her eyes in disbelief as her pussy was getting modified and she was there to feel it. The cells were healed from the ordeal, tightened themselves and they almost kept the thick dick from eventually slipping out. Well, Mei wanted to keep it inside her as well, but she was too surprised and amazed to react. It felt as if time had been reversed and her vagina wasn’t changing, but returning to how it had been an hour ago. With every inch leaving her body, Mei shook her head to one side after the other under yet another kind of pleasure. She had no idea, but keep this in mind: nothing feels like having nanites modifying your tissues.  By the time D.Va's cockhead left Mei's snatch with a *Plop*, Mei's vagina closed tightly again, as if it was still virginal. However, no matter how tight it could be, there was just too much cum inside to keep. “Ah... Such a waste...” Mercy mused to herself regretfully at the fountain of thick dickmilk dripping down from Mei’s snatch to the floor. Unable to control her thirst, she stood up and crawled below D.Va, slurped on the rich taste with the help of her hands. Above her there were only moans and heavy breaths, thus Mercy doubted they would get back up anytime soon. She could still indulge herself for a bit longer. This mixture of Korean cum and Chinese juice wasn’t as delicious as Mistress’s sperm, but on the bright side, there was just no end to it! And Mercy could never say no to a meal, especially when she had just fingered herself to orgasm while watching a “science experiment”! --- And that was how D.Va – once Widowmaker’s so called “sacred warrior” had fallen down in the pit of corruption and madness, as her Goddess of Malice used her to produce an army of genetically enhanced soldiers to maintain peace. Mankind would say that they were stripped off of their “freedom”, but for Widowmaker and the other gods, such vague thing was too cheap of a price to pay. But did D.Va care for all of that? Definitely not. As for her freedom was being with the broodmother for eternity, and the young sperm donor would ensure she gave birth everyday in that amount of time. She placed her hand on the bloated belly and fell aleep with a smile. Somewhere in her dream, she heard oh so many voices calling. “Daddy...” “Mommy...” And then her vision went black. The ending of this game, it was so very satisfying. Without a doubt, the best game D.Va had ever played. Yet something told her the game was still far from over.   --- Mei stroked D.Va’s hair with a smile of affection and a heart filled with joy as the young girl fell asleep on her stomach so innocently. "Good night, my dear."   *Click* They were too busy indulging themselves in pleasure, Mei had completely forgotten about the person who had brought them both in this mess. Mercy had returned to her seat, one hand was being sucked and slurped on and the other was pointing the tranquilizer gun at her.  "I had expected some tragedy, but instead i got romance. Neverthless, that was quite an impressive performance. But i'm sorry, i have no need for your conciousness in the first place. Just thought that i could see an old friend suffers. Now, sleep tight, and then you will wake up as another mindless-" "No, wait! Don't shoot! Angela, please, at least listen to what i have to say!" "Hmm. And what can that be?" "I... I don't approve of what you have done... to me... and to her. But i think... now i do understand why you did all those experiments on us." Oh, now she has my attention. Mercy lowered her gun as Mei had to swallow hard before she could go on. "It is because of your "Mistress", right? You love her and you are always ready to do everything for her. And if someone says that it's wrong to love her, then you don't want to be right either. Therefore, whatever you are doing research on, i can help you." "Ooooh... interesting. But why the sudden change in heart?" Mercy knew she was going to like where this was going. Mei briefly looked at the girl sleeping peacefully on her belly. "Because i want to be with this girl a little longer. I want to give myself a chance to understand what happiness is like." For the first time in a while, Mercy's evil grin was replaced with a smile, something she never showed anyone other than Mistress. "Why can't Mistress just keep at least another slave who can understand human language?" Her own thought echoed in her head. It looked like her wish was granted. Mistress probably wouldn't mind, since she had Zarya's consciousness intact too because that muscular chick was useful.   "Very well, my old friend. From now on, you will help me work on the research, and you will take care of her. She's too much of a pain for me, but i guess it's okay for you, right?" Mei instantly nodded with a joyous smile.  "Good. And by the way, call me Mercy."

Chapter 1 - Prologue

Sona was an introverted and timid girl.  To make things worse, she was mute. Well, of course she still had her wonderful skill with the Etwahl and telepathy, but almost no one in the League would want their emotions being "manipulated" by her music, and telepathy would only cause annoyance for those who didn't even bother to find out what kind of a person she was. And thus the mute musician was isolated and could hardly do anything for the League at all, except for the essential work of a supporter.  The only thing useful of her in the eyes of people was her body. This fact also became clearer after she got her DJ outfit, which was almost like like her second skin, revealed everything she had been hiding before. Silky soft lips; check. D cup breasts; check. Well outlined waist with a very thin layer of fat covering her stomach; check. The best big and round ass which made anyone jealous; check.  However, they were all wasted. As she noticed the way people looked at her body in that outfit with lustful eyes, the first time she wore it also became the last one. Yeah, it goes without saying that she was a virgin. How are they supposed to get a piece of that butt? Surely a consensual way was not an option, it would take too damn much time to build up a relationship deep enough with a girl who never spoke. And more importantly, what would happen if someone choose to have their way with her before you could?  Which means the answer was [Rape]. But no one dared, yet. Were the League to know about something like that, the worst consequence would be getting expelled. An order is always the core for everything. And for those people here who fought for a living, they know only an idiot would want that. If there is any faction who paid better than the League, then none have heard about them. And Akali was the first one to find a solution.

Chapter 0 - The Monster

I marked the sex part with a [ for anyone who came here just to fap. *** A short introduction on the K/DA universe: This world is pretty much exactly the same as ours, save for two main differences: There are 3 natural genders: shemale, male and female. Shemales take up about half the population. Since a lot of shemales possess large cocks and balls, displaying their shapes is legally allowed to some extent much like displaying tits and butts, from using skin-tight clothes that show off the  huge bulges between their legs, to wearing ball bras and penis socks. However, showing skin is still strictly prohibited in public. Instead of humans, Earth is inhabited by many demihuman races. Each race has their own unique set of traits and special powers. Abusing these powers is a crime, but most of them are easy to conceal and difficult to detect, much like traces of magic lingering in a modern society. Therefore, most of the time they get away with it by leaving no evident consequences or proofs. --- Evelynn sat comfortably on the couch, a high-grade product much like the other furnitures in K/DA's team house. The living room was spacious but she was having it all to herself, putting her long, slender legs on the table all too relaxed as she surfed her twitter. After all, with K/DA's overwhelming success reigning over the whole world, the group's owner - the biggest entertainment company in Korea, felt they rightfully earned the privilege to have a three-month holiday doing whatever they wanted, and money was not an issue. So Ahri went out to find more clothings and accessories that could further accentuate her extraordinary beauty, Akali decided to spend a month visiting her home in Japan, meanwhile Evelynn just enjoyed herself with basking in the praises and flatters of netizens, many of those fellow artists from all over the world. And Kai'Sa was kneeling between her legs. She was trying her best to make Evelynn cum, but judging from the short-haired diva's slow and steady breaths, she was nowhere near it even though this was going on for 10 minutes already. After all, Kai'Sa was an amateur in sexual intercourse, much due to an unfortunate event in her childhood.   "What a waste of time." Evelynn finally sighed, putting down her phone as she sneered down at Kai'Sa like an inferior being. The other girl was confused, but she didn't even have a second to think about what Evelynn meant before her head was grabbed roughly with both hands as Evelynn stood up. "Wha-" she wanted to yell, but immediately was rewarded with a thick shecock down her mouth. It stopped at her throat, Kai'Sa's face grimaced as she tried to resist the abuse, but her strength was no match for Evelynn. "How useless. If you already can't sing or rap with that mouth, at least learn to fit a cock inside!" Pain blossomed in her throat as the round cockhead forced her soft insides to stretch, Evelynn using her half-hard cock like a sounding rod to pry Kai'Sa's mouth open.  "Here's a fun fact: i'm not picky, and i want to end this as quick as you do because it's such a waste of time. So you don't have to use your lips, you don't have to use your tongue. Just loosen that worthless wet cocksocket of yours nicely," she slapped Kai'Sa's blushed red, crying face - "and i will cum before you know it, sounds good?" Kai'Sa shut her eyes and concentrated on winning control over her body. Evelynn kept holding her face down, evident that she wouldn't stop until Kai'Sa was filled full of cock meat. She tried to swallow when Evelynn tugged in and breath as it was pushed back out, and eventually the task got easier, albeit not any less torturing. Evelynn at last had gotten hard from the stimulation of wram wetness and messy throbbing, her cock finally reaching its full 6-inch length and started to ram into the poor girl with renewed vigor. Soon enough, Evelynn came, ramming herself down until Kai'Sa's lips touched the base of her cock, thick cum splurting into warm throat, choking the poor girl. Kai'Sa couldn't breath and thus fought against it, but all her efforts were pointless so all she could do was to wait it out. After all, Evelynn was always the strongest one among them. Finally Evelynn finished, and Kai'Sa barely had enough logic in her thoughts not to spill everything onto the expensive fur carpet. She rushed to the bathroom, but not before Evelynn left a mocking remark "Hope you can do better tomorrow." Repulsive. Nauseating. Kai'Sa turned the tap all the way, hoping that as the gushing stream flooded away the taste of semen in her mouth, it would also wash away that horrible memory. To think that she would have to endure it 6 more times. Talk about being caught between a rock and a hard place. But for the sake of Akali, she had to do this. --- The group was perfect with all 4 of them. Ahri - singing, Evelynn - making music, Kai'Sa - dancing, and Akali - rapping. But at the beginning, there were only the first three, recruited by SM Entertainment. Ahri was a foxgirl. A species which stayed so distant from the outside world that before Ahri showed up, many still had considered them a mere myth. Her race was rumored to have a gorgeous voice and naturally born charismatic, but Ahri was even beyond all the widest imaginations. Interestingly, one of the most popular rumors about her race was that all of them were shemales only. The mysteriousness became Ahri's charm that helped boosting her popularity, but it was her straightfowardness and boldness that kept her first place in the top favorite Korean artists even after 4 years since her debut. Evelynn was widely believed to be a succubus. They existed nearly everywhere in the world, the most skillful seductresses, so most of them worked as prostitutes and escorts. Due to that fact, their race was looked down upon most of the time. That probably was the reason why Evelynn took on the persona of a wild rose. Beautiful, but also thorny. While Ahri was admired and worshiped almost naturally, for Evelynn, love and hate were much like the slashers growing out from her back: always slithering around her, accentuating her every move as her existence oozed intoxicating sexiness. Kai'Sa came from quite a rare race that possessed heighten senses, and their bodies would grow to suit the environment. While her mother was an archeologist, Kai'Sa as a child had been more interested in physical anthropology, something unusual for a teenager. It also brought her a quite unfortunate event. But it was thanks to those things that Kai'Sa managed to discover the horrible truth about Evelynn. Everyone assumed Evelynn was a succubus, and she allowed them to believe that. But she was not, and only Kai'Sa knew because she had seen Evelynn's naked slashers without all the jewelries attached to them. A succubus's slashers were meant to be used as a pair of whips only. But Evelynn's slashers looked much different, and she could tell they could be used to stab with great force - these things were deadly weapons. There was only one race that fitted those details. A race people would call ancient, so ancient that even many scientists believed they had already gone extinct. Demons. Predators of the dark. They were capable of staying invisible when the night came.  And because Kai'Sa could see, hear and smell things others couldn't, she found out that every time K/DA went on a tour, Evelynn would go out at night raping people. She still didn't know why there were no reports of females being assaulted near the places they toured. How Evelynn managed to silence them remained a mystery to her. This had gone for months, but Kai'Sa didn't act. She didn't know what was the right thing to do. She didn't have the courage to report this to anyone, not even Ahri, who was the trustworthy team leader, nor their manager. She was afraid that this would ruin everyone's careers, including hers. She knew she was being a coward, an accomplice even for allowing this monstrosity to continue. But she couldn't bear to think about abandoning her dream for the second time. And then the young, innocent Akali came into the picture. Having hailed from a dojo in Japan, everything of the outside world was new to her. Kai'Sa felt like having a younger sister. They quickly got close. From time to time, she would tell Akali about her stories traveling around the world with her mom studying nature, and Akali would listen with wide-opened eyes like a child to bed time stories.  She was a far descendant of the half-dragon race - the pureblood only existed in ancient times. Even Kai'Sa with a bit of knowledge in anthropology, wasn't sure what that race was capable of, other than one obvious fact that they had a high body temperature. And she loved to cuddle Akali, because after all Korea was a cold place, and what else could be better than having a walking heater when they went out for tours? Perhaps that was also what ignited Akali's romantic feelings for Kai'Sa. The young one eventually desired more from Kai'Sa than just sisterly love, but the same thing couldn't be said for Kai'Sa. As much as she hated to make Akali sad, she made it clear that it would be better for them to stay sisters. And Akali had to settle with it. Things were peaceful for a while during the making of the POP/STARS project. Everyone was exhausted, but it was fun working as a team, Evelynn didn't seem to have the strength left to sneak out at nights, so even Kai'Sa forgot about what to do with the matter, or perhaps she thought it was fine to leave it behind if Evelynn put an end to that way of life. But the diva did not. She did it again during the POP/STARS tour itself. And now that the demon got her hand on some free time again... Kai'Sa noticed the way she stared at Akali. Like a predator watching her prey, waiting for the chance to strike. So Kai'Sa mustered the courage to take action. To protect her adopted sister as well as her conscience. Today as there were only her and Evelynn in the team house, she revealed everything she knew, and threatened to report the matter to Ahri - the leader, if Evelynn refused to put an end to this wickedness. But Evelynn only laughed. She told Kai'Sa that if she was going down, she would take everyone down with her. It would be a 1 for 3. Akali's career would be ruined. She knew that was enough to scare Kai'Sa off, so instead she proposed: for a week, Kai'Sa had to make her cum at every morning. If she could do that, Evelynn would stop.   --- 5 days had passed since then. The task was much easier now, all she did was to stay still and let Evelynn facefuck her into climax. Today Kai'Sa stepped into Evelynn's room, making sure to lock the door behind her, because Ahri was still in the house. Just another thirty minutes at best, and everything would go back to how she wanted it to. And she might as well pretend all of this never happened at all. [ "Finally, the last day. Excited, aren't you? Come on, take your treat." Evelynn was the first to speak, urging Kai'Sa to approach her. Kai'Sa squinted. Evelynn was virtually naked, wearing only a crotchless pantyhose that fully exposed her fat cock, raging hard. It's as if she's looking forward to this. Strange. But she abandoned that stray thought. She was just overthinking it. She must be.  "Know what..." Evelynn let out a breathly moan, "You have gotten pretty good. I rarely managed to find a great deepthroat like this with the girls i picked. They were more than willing, but not quite as able. Uhmm...! I can't stretch how nice it is..." she rammed herself down balls-deep into Kai'Sa's throat, "to have my whole length wrapped around by a living onahole." Kai'Sa felt hate burning in her as she was compared with a sextoy, but Evelynn just sneered at her death stare. "What? I'm praising you. You should be looking at me with grateful eyes instead. Anyway..."   Evelynn suddenly slowed down. She pulled her cock back, and Kai'Sa, confused, felt the grip on her head tightened. "Ow... What are you doing...?" She looked up, and then she saw Evelynn's devilish grin. Her eyes were glowing red. "You must have wondered, why is there no sexual assault reported around wherever we go, right? The answer is pretty simple..." Kai'Sa felt a jolt in her brain, which spread to her entire body. And she felt it. A surge of paralyzation, like dead hands emerging from the ground, grabbed her body, and started to rip it apart. Her arms grew slack. Her legs lost its grip on the ground, and she stumbled. "My kind can put preys into a trance, just like this. You won't be able to lift a finger. My preys all thought that being used by me was only a mere dream because i assaulted them in their sleep. But you will remember what's happening because after all you are fully aware and concious right now. Which is good, because i want this to hurt." Terror swelled up in her chest. She tried to get Evelynn's hands off her, but it was impossible - the spell had already taken effect. She tried to scream, but let out only weak moans before even those pathetic cries were snuffed out. Her eyes rolled up, her mouth agape, drooling as the preparations were finally complete. And as she fell backwards on the floor the moment Evelynn let go of her, she saw the door behind her opened... Ahri walked in. There was not a hint of surprise, guilt, nor distress in her eyes. "Strip her." "Yes, Mistress." Indifferently, her hands reached out, and started to undress her.  "What...?" Evelynn's eyes spread wide open. Kai'Sa was hung, even more so than the evil one herself. Each of her ball was much bigger than a fist, while her length easily put Evelynn's to shame with 8 inches of thick and dark cock meat. "Hmm," Evelynn scowled, visibly envious. "That's a big cock. Let me see how embarrassing it is to have it sway up and down all rigid, begging to be milked as i destroy this virginal asshole of yours." "Clean her up." Evelynn hissed, jerking herself off slowly. Ahri put Kai'Sa facefirst onto a table but left her crotch hanging and knelt before the dancer's round butt, her fingers dug deep into assflesh. Kai'Sa, being a dancer, had always displayed a quite doggyable butt. Ahri, without the slightest bit of hesitation, sunk her face into the unprotected asscrack. Her juicy lips, painted ruby red by the most expensive lipstick brand in the world, placed a filthy, depraved kiss on the clenching pink pucker. Kai'Sa grimaced, finding both the thought and the sensation of having someone making out with her asshole disgusting. It didn't feel pleasant in the slightest, the only thing she felt was a sense of violation. It was weird, it was alien, it was disgusting. Yet Ahri had no intention to stop so soon. Her face buried even deeper between the asscheeks, and Kai'Sa thought she heard whorish moans between the excited gasps that the beautiful singer breathed into her guts. She thought she could even imagine Ahri's face, French kissing her quivering sphincter in the most erotic way ever as if with a long lost lover. And Ahri went on. Under Evelynn's spell, even keeping her asshole clenched proved to be a challenge even though she tried so hard to resist as Ahri's tongue pried it open. Three inches of dexterous wet flesh, slithering into her body, smearing saliva all over the tight, virginal tunnel, sloppily eating her out... Somehow, all of this suddenly felt familiar. Memories, once buried deep in her conciousness, surfaced. Having something alive entering her unconsented body, stretching her out from inside, preparing her... It was like being assaulted by a parasite.  A parasite. A parasite! That hideous, horrifying word triggered something at the back of her mind, suddenly filling her thoughts with crawling fear and anguish. Even though she couldn't understand the reason, she was crying. Why? What's going on? Why is this happening to me? She had no idea, she didn't understand why she thought of that word, she didn't know how to stop this feeling of being sunk in this pitch black quicksand. Even in the trance, her body weakly, feverishly quivered, her weak sphincter suddenly twitched again and clamped down extremely hard on Ahri's greedy tongue. Surprised, the singer pulled away the whole 3 inches length that had been wiggling deep in that spasming hole. Kai'Sa's eyes had rolled up in their sockets, her teeth chattering as she groaned in distress, "Pa... ra... site... No... S-stop..." And suddenly she ejacuated, spilling out a thick, heavy load of stinky cum. Her orgasm lasted for no less than half a minute as she half moaned, half screamed like a dying beast, leaving her legs shaking and her toes curling as her fat balls continued to throb like two beating hearts with veins popped on the surface, draining themselves dry from the liquid that was keeping them heavy for half a day since the last time Kai'Sa jerked herself off.  Her two violators were left dumbfounded for the whole session, until she spewed out the last drops from the gaping urethra. Ahri, as if possessed by the sight of a huge but patheticly twitching cock, balls drained dry, reached closer and grabbed it, pointing the dripping cockhead to her mouth. She would have been able to taste fresh cum on her tongue had Evelynn allowed. But instead, the rapist walked up to her and slapped her hard, making her fall flat away from behind Kai'sa. "What the hell do you think you're doing, huh!?" Evelynn roared, her eyes burning as she stared down at Ahri's face, whose cheek was swollen red and lips were split, bleeding. "Ah..." The foxgirl cried like a beaten child, but she snapped back up again and knelt, licking Evelynn's pedicured toes. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Please forgive me, Mistress!"  "Hmph," Evelynn smirked at the lowly creature, lifting up her feet and wriggled her toes around Ahri's slurping tongue. "Fucking pathetic slave." At last she came back to Kai'Sa, placing both hands on her doughy ass, grinning amusedly, "Cumming so hard from a mere ass lick? So you are a real virgin after all... But what was that again? Parasites? Our young little princess here can't stand them?" "And here i thought you were so well acquainted with mother nature, being an arche... what is it called again? Oh, whatever." Evelynn's smile turned even wider and more wicked. "Really, you never cease to disappoint me." She groped Kai'Sa's ass so hard it hurt. "Well, well... you need to wake up soon, darling...", her face reached closer to the violated girl's. Her voice grew dark, dripping with malice as she breathed horrendous words into Kai'Sa's ears with great thrill, "A very, very huge parasite is going to invade your precious body. It will take up all your inner space... stretch you out obscencely, to the point you will never again understand what it's like to be whole without it lodged inside... How do you like that?" Beneath that devil's gaze were innocent eyes filled with fear and horror. Kai'Sa was pulling so hard on the psychic link that connected her mind and her body, to the point it felt like she was going to tear it off. But she couldn't move a finger. In the end, the only thing she was capable of, was to let out a feeble stream of pained piss that splattered on top of her cum puddle, earning a sadistic laugh from Evelynn as a fat cockhead was pressed against her quivering soon-to-be-fuckhole. "Wow. Dirty girl."  Evelynn sneered at the defenseless body, ripe to plunder, to ruin, to mess up. She sank her already raging hard rapepole in, and Kai'Sa groaned. Evelynn was much stronger, while her body was unresponsive. There was nothing she could do, not even brace herself as the huge bitchbreaker drilled her pucker open, the virginal muscles miserably surrendered under the brutal ramming force. Her colons were seared from the pain of being ground to mush by a sledgehammer, the singer's saliva while lavishly covered her fleshwalls, barely did anything to ease her pain against such cruel brutalization. Evelynn let out an animalistic scream of triumph as she claimed her prey. At last. The meddler was hers to fuck, to trample upon, to use as she pleased. She slowly pulled Kai'Sa to her crotch but it was nigh-impossible, the blown-out pucker clung and clenched so hard as if to bite her cock off, which perhaps would have seemed likely to happen to Evelynn, had her prick not been 2-inch thick, fueled with plenty of blood it almost turned the entire thing raging red, beating like a rod-shaped heart.  Kai'Sa hated it to death. Her insides were set on fire by a burning slab of iron, and with each passing second another inch would be buried into her, filling her to the brim and forcing her guts to make extra space. Her heightened senses only made everything beyond disastrous. She felt it. The massive cockhead, throbbing as a copious amount of precum leaked from its slit, lubing and cooling her down for further reshaping. Every bump on the stretched walls of her rectum pulsated against the rigid, spasming cockveins that spanned across the entire monstrous fuckpole. There was no running from it. It was happening. This was reality. She was being raped. The light in her eyes grew dull. Once bright and full of passion, now not even hate or fear could be found inside. Evelynn was dehumanzing her. She was becoming less of a person, but not even worth being a tool. With her mind not being in control of her body, she saw it as a cheap, single-use object that should be exhausted of all functions on one day and then thrown away on the next. And perhaps that was happening right now. She had never been in control, but at least her body still reacted by itself against the alien changed that were forced on her. But now even that tenacity, that last line of resistance was drained out. Her sphincter, all blown-out, softened and loosened like a good whore. At last, Evelynn grinned, and finally fucked the dancer for real, or at least that was the term she used for brutally punching on guts and prostate.  Everytime she hilted herself inside the poor thing, she could hear the sound of something sloshing inside, and it only fueled her raping rampage. Her hands groped those tits hard, fingers dug deep and used them as leverage to lift Kai'Sa up, letting her weight doom herself. Her slashers coiled around Kai'Sa's neck, straightened it and tightened around it, choking her. Though to Evelynn, it wdidn't seem like like Kai'Sa was too interested in breathing in the first place. "Aaaah... aah..." she could only let out barely audible whimpers, but with a swift motion, even they were silenced. Evelynn watched, and reveled in the sight of Kai'Sa's life leaving her. Of course, she was not so far gone to straight up murder a person, especially someone living under the same roof as her, but her humanity was already so twisted and decayed that she was going over the edge, completely uncaring for the consequences of her horrifying actions. She moaned like an animal and started to fuck Kai'Sa for good, thrusting deep inside and feeling her balls slapped against the bigger, yet useless ones. This was the best sex of her life. She had had plenty of victims, but none of them had a bigger cock than her. She was putting Kai'Sa in her place. Showing her who was superior. Kai'Sa didn't deserve to have that cock. She pitied it for being attached to such a weak, pathetic creature! But Ahri just had to ruin her good mood again. The stupid pet crawled in front of her on elbows and knees, begged her for persmission to play with Kai'Sa's flopping dick with hungry eyes and drooling mouth. Evelynn answered with a kick to her stomach. "Unbelievable! I was having a fucking good time, and you just have to ruin it again, don't you?" She roared at her slave, but the slave wasn't even looking at her. Ahri's eyes kept flickering back to Kai'Sa's bigger testicles, bloated once again and wrapped in veins. She understood that look. In every way, her balls were inferior, second to the girl she was raping. And it filled her with rage. She gritted her teeth, letting go of the slashers around Kai'Sa's neck, but also grabbed the dancer's legs up high, going into the full nelson position with her hands placed on Kai'Sa's temples. The 8 inches long, drooling dick was dangling before the foxgirl's eyes. "Go on," Evelynn's lips curled into a gentle smile, but her eyes strained down at Ahri, glowering. "If you can swallow it whole, i shall allow you to play with it to your heart's content."  "Thank you, Mistress." The slutty slave gasped, unable to hide her joy. She spread her mouth wide open, her tongue coated in throatslime coiled out as her head reached closer. She wrapped her lips around the cockhead, tongue slurped on the gaping slit. But that was as far as she could go. Despite being well trained for Evelynn's bitchbreaker, Kai'Sa's was above in terms of size, and she couldn't quite get any more cockmeat into her hungry mouth, no matter how delicious it tasted. The evil diva grinned maliciously. Her slashers coiled around and tightened Ahri's neck just like they did with Kai'Sa. The foxgirl's eyes rolled up as she was forced to facefuck the monstrous shaft, the tentacles brutally pulled her closer to the base, choking her with the cock she wanted so bad. "What's wrong? I thought you were going to give her a proper deepthroat? Did your fucking whore of a mother not teach you not to bite more than you can chew!? Come on!" But no matter how much encouragement Ahri received, it was just impossible. Her resistance weakened and body eventually grew slack from the lack of oxygen, about to pass out. But Evelynn didn't allow it. She let go of her neck only to slap her face soundly with both whips, leaving many splits on her face. And no, Evelynn never had any mercy to give Ahri to begin with. She only wanted an audience for the show of evil she was going to play. She pushed one whip into her mouth and the other into Kai'Sa, wetting them both with dripping saliva. They then coiled around each other like a drill, pointing at Kai'Sa's cockhead. Stared straight down at her defenseless urethra. Evelynn believed that Kai'Sa's bigger cock only made the dancer inferior, because she had a better tool but couldn't put it to good use. But Ahri's actions said otherwise. Normally the evil diva could stand being disagreed with, but not by the slave she trained. It left a wound in her pride. She had been training this 'thing' ever since K/DA was created. She hid it so well that even Kai'Sa thought she could ask 'it' for help if everything turned south. Now just because Kai'Sa was revealed to have a bigger dick than her, all her efforts seemed threatened to crumble. And she didn't like that.  It was pretty convenient that she had both hands on Kai'Sa's head. As she loosened a bit of the spell, the poor girl slowly regained conciousness, the anguish had mostly died down given the small but precious amount of time Evelynn stopped rutting her guts. But all of her strength had already been drained from her body. She was barely breathing, and then she gasped in horror when she saw it, the thing that was dangling in front of her. "Eve... Evelynn... what are you doing...?" In her wrecked mind, she already had a guess, but couldn't even bear to think about it. "I'm just a bit... offended. The pet i've been raising with all my love just bites me back today, and that is because of you." Evelynn hissed, and strengthened her spell once more, but not before spreading the pink cockslit with the tips of her whips obsencely, threatening to plunge deep inside. It hurt like hell, but Kai'Sa screamed in more fear than pain as she felt her grip on reality loosened once again. "Please... don't do this... This is too terrible... even for... y-..." But Evelynn couldn't stop. She didn't want to. The thrill of being able to ruin one of the deepest part of a human body simply overwhelmed all the small amount of reason and sanity left in her mind. Perhaps the last of it was shown in the form of the spell, as she was somewhat aware that even the shock alone could take Kai'Sa's life. The moment her spell reached its full capacity and silenced the feeble voice, she rammed her slashers brutally down the tight hole. Today, she claimed both the dancer's asspussy and cockpussy. And she fucked it hard with her tiny, flexible cocks, each one only had the girth of a thumb but was more than thick enough to make Kai'Sa squirm. They forced their way in and stretched her out, each time more agape and permanent.  Her cock was undeniably hard, something purely physical created by a ridiculous, harmful amount of pressure and stimulation, maintained by being well-ploughed up by two thick, slickened but rough earthworms that were making out inside her fat dick. Evelynn was barely feeling anything with her slashers, but this was indeed the right thing to do. She watched amusedly as the fuckedpole was stretched and bent to her whims visibly from the outside, and Kai'Sa was certainly feeling it, arching and struggling with her every move and motion. Several bumps were formed by her whips, and it was a disgustingly beautiful sight to behold. She gritted her teeth, and stretched hard. Kai'Sa cried out in pain, but she already ran out of tears. Her cock throbbed, writhing, as if not knowing how to react for the first time being on the receiving side. Stay hard? Or go soft? Perhaps her body did not have an answer. So it put her through a limbo of agony and madness. But she had no interest in cockfucking in the first place. The reward was deeper below. So she kept going. Until a wet glurk echoed from Kai'Sa's body. Her whips tasted gooeyness and sliminess. "Oooh, now this is something i can get used to." It felt totally different, soft, wet, and much more... malleable. With the sharp tips she lightly prodded around, not hard enough to cause wounds inside the dancer's body. She was looking for one thing, and as Kai'Sa jerked and her love button clenched beneath Evelynn's throbbing shecock, she knew she found it.  The deadly slashers started to stab into her prostate like a pair of ravenous wasps. Pain exploded like a bomb stuffed inside the walnut-sized organ, so great it broke through even the spell and Kai'Sa screamed in terror "Arrggggghhhh!! It hurts!! Stop!! Stop!! STOP!!!" Evelynn said her spell was like putting people in a dream, but it seemed she forgot to say it could also be called a neverending nightmare that one could never be freed from no matter how hard they tried. "EVELYNN!! PLEASE STOP!! I'M BEGGIN-" but the devil just laughed and choked her with both hands and one monstrous cock. She could feel it. Blood being drained from the organ. The throbbing of Kai'Sa's prostate weakened and weakened, and eventually, grew permanently slack. Raped and stabbed at the same time, the worst agony imaginable to her. It didn't end so quick as with a crack, or a pop. Oh no. Filthy juices leaked from it, as it slowly deflated. The pain kept changing, sometimes weakening, sometimes elevating. And then it reached climax. The last and strongest orgasm of her life. Yet it didn't come as an explosion. Not something that could be perceived clearly, or remembered. No, it came as a jolt. Terrifying to the very core. Something that her entire existence wanted to forget, to burry, to erase, to run away from.  Suddenly, a memory came to Kai'Sa. Back when she was still a kid, sometimes in winter she wanted to immerse her feet in very hot water before taking a bath. The water was so hot, it left her feet numbing. And in those moments, she thought it felt just the same as when she was freezing by holding a cube of ice. But why did she think about something like that now? Her wrecked mind didn't have answer.  But Evelynn's perversion knew no bounds. She kept going up, up to the delicate cum tubes that connected the prostate and the testicles. Then, as her tentacles went past the fork, they touched... something. And immediately, that 'thing' reacted, twitching. Kai'Sa couldn't pay attention, but Evelynn did know that 'thing' didn't belong to her body. Intrigued, she rummaged further. That thing seemed thicker than her own whips, its body long and soft, stretching from one testicle to another. It was almost like... A worm. Evelynn gasped in excitement. "I see, i see. My dear Kai'Sa, is it because you're so deeply in love with the baby you carry, that you despise the thought of having another one inside that much?" But Kai'Sa couldn't give an answer, being nearly burnt out. Perhaps the only perceivable motion that could be felt from her, were the weak trails of tears on her cheeks. Even her heart was barely beating at this point. She just strained her eyes to look back at Evelynn, pupils slightly dilated, as if not understanding what kind of trick the devil was pulling. "Well... guess i'll take back what i said about you always disappointing me. It seems like you have an interesting side after all. Allow me to see it with my bare eyes." And with that, the whips coiled around the wormy thing, and pulled out hard.  The only thing Kai'Sa experienced was a breaking sound as her mind - like writings of a marker pen on a whiteboard, was wiped out cleanly by a sponge, leaving not even a trace behind. She did not scream. She did not cry. She only drooled profusely as only the whites of her eyes were visible. Her body jerked one more time, shuddering weakly from head to toe, and it - not her, had yet another involuntarily orgasm, though it was probably unfitting to call it so, as it occured with not just semen, but also everything leaving her ballsack. The predator's whips were too fast, strong, and precise in their job. Evelynn threw what she had extracted onto the floor, right in front of Ahri. It was a mess of blood, fluid, organs, and 'the worm'. The slave saw it, realized what it was, and vomitted out of disgust. A squirming parasite, both its head and tail had several apendages much like that of a Hydra - a kind of aquarium pest. All of those apendages clung tightly to Kai'Sa's testicles, or perhaps, what was left of them... And with that, Evelynn reached her long-waited climax, reveling in the complete ruination of Kai'Sa's body, and perhaps not a small part of her sanity. She came with a roar, mouth hung open, cumming hot ropes that splashed on Kai'Sa's innards. It creamed up her guts nicely, stretching 16 out of 20 feet of intestines obscenely, even threatening to replace the very bodily fluids in her digestive system with white, thick semen.  But thankfully, Kai'Sa had already passed out moments after that bloody so-called 'orgasm', saving her from further agony. Her prostate was limp, unable to produce any semen to lube her own tubes, once delicate and tight, but now loosened and soft. The brutal cockrape ruined about more than half of the muscles and veins responsible for filling her cock with blood to get an erection. Her body went limp, her asshole tender and unresisting. Evelynn slowly pulled out with a wet slop. "Aaaahh. Best. Fuck. Ever." She purred, satisfied, dropping Kai'Sa like a worthless bag of rock, and turned to her disobedient slave, frowning. "How dare you dirty my room. Clean up. And then get the fuck out. I'll deal with you later." Ahri obsequiously stood and intended to get the tools needed, but Evelynn hissed at her "Get rid of this mess right now. It's the second most disgusting thing in my room." With teary eyes, Ahri tried to scoop as much of it as possible, and closed the door behind her. The parasite was still squirming hideously on her hands. "Hope you like the remains of the sperm factories you love so much." --- A while later, In Ahri's room. The flooding flow of water washed away all traces of gruesome fluids from her hands. She let out a sigh, wiped the messy hair, washed the blood and ruined makeup off her face. She wrenched her whorish, horny eyes shut. The wrinkles strained, but eventually softened, returning her visage to its seemingly invariant grace, even though it was tainted by wounds. When they opened, it was a look no one had ever seen. It was not the usual look, one of beautiful, bright and sparkling charm. It was dark, twisted, and perhaps also... determined.  "I will enjoy making you rue this day, 'Mistress'."

Chapter 2 - A Protector No More

With a snap, Starlight energy emerged from thin air and materialized into manacles, locked onto Fortune's wrists and ankles, lifted her up. Before she could do anything, the manacles melted, spread on her limbs, and eventually became a thin layer of force field that covered her body, keeping her in place perfectly. Her legs and arms were hung up, while her torso was parallel to the floor. Syndra, having approached while she wasn't paying attention, took her testicles in hands and examined them. Gently and affectionately she fondled the balls, carefully kneaded them with her silky smooth fingers. To Fortune, the touch of someone as despicable as Syndra on her body was utterly disgusting. "What are you doing! Let go of me!" But Syndra just ignored her and when she was done caressing the balls, she closed her eye and attached her lips on one testicle, her hand "hugged" it as she made out with it. "Hmm~, they are so warm~", Syndra sultrily breathed onto her ball. Due to the effects of the pills Fortune took earlier, it felt as if something was being boiled within them. Her lips then spread wider, oozed saliva on it and smeared it with her tongue, making the nut slimy, bubbling wet. Then, she opened her jaws as wide as she could and embraced the testicle with the inside of her mouth, obviously not one bit borthered by the hairy surface, or by Fortune's screams urging Syndra to let her go. With the right hand she moved to take care of the other one, while the left hand grabbed hold of the cock, keeping it away from her face, as if her only concern was for the nutsack. She whorishly moved her tongue around, rolled it from side to side as Fortune experienced how it felt to have her burning testicle enveloped in digusting cool wetness. Fortune was sick to her stomach, but somehow, there was something else inside her: new, alien. And that thing was begging for more.  Actually, not that thing. Those things. "No! No!" What is this? What is happening to me!? No!! "You psycho, stop it!" At the same time, Syndra was done worshipping her ball, and she would have done the same with the other one, but Fortune took the chance to try to stop the madness from going further. "What have you done to Soraka!? What do you want from us!? And where am i!?" "Sigh..." Syndra shook her head and opened her eye, glaring at Fortune with clear contempt. "You still want answers? I thought you were smart enough to figure it out by now, but i guess even i overestimate people sometimes. Very well, let me ask you a question: How many pills did you take? 8? Hmm, no, there are a bit more. 9, right?" She then analyzed the look on Fortune's face. "Looks like i was right. You seem confused. Maybe you want to know how? Well, nothing too fancy. I just felt the little lives moving in your testicle, counted them and doubled the number. It's just that simple." As Fortune heard "little lives moving", a drop of fear fell into her glass of anger and hate. "What... what are you talking about?" Lives? In... in her testicles? "No..." She gasped, "Just... just what are those pills, exactly?" "Not quite a bright one, huh? All right, here's a clue: maybe you should try reading the pill's name backwards. Hmm, but i don't have much time left, so here's another clue to make it quicker: In Roman numerals, V is equal to 5. Since i doubt you know what Roman is." Backwards? G-Gedio 5... 5 oideg-g... V oideg-g... "No..." Fortune looked at her testicles in apprehension. "It can't be... They... they are..." "Yes. They are Voideggs. I did go through some troubles to make them yellow - the opposite color of purple - so they wouldn't resemble Voidborns in any way. However, i reversed the name and made up all of that information just for you. I knew you would sneak into my room and try to find something that can be used against me, so i kinda wanted to see if you were as smart as you always tried to show us. But in the end, you're just an idiot." But Fortune did not pay any attention to the insult. "O-Only for me? Then... Ahri... she is...?" In her mind, Fortune hoped she was wrong. "Yes. I broke her yesterday after class." "It can't be... No... You're lying..." Because if Syndra is telling the truth, then it means... it means all hope is lost. "Am i now?" Syndra turned to a wall, and it opened with a motion of her hand. It was then that Fortune saw Ahri, being in pretty much a similar position of Soraka. "Ahri! Wake up! You have to get out-" "Aaaahhh! So good! So good! Yessss! Make a mess in my balls!" Fortune was left speechless as she saw how things in Ahri's testicles shifted and Ahri howled in pleasure as her cock erupted a copious amount of sticky spunk, yellowish like sludge. Her body was working really hard to remove all the unnecessary stuff in it - such as the semen which had already been produced in her testicles - to make her body a perfect, efficient breeder. At this point, Fortune no longer bothered trying put some sense back to her. She hopelessly watched the leader of her team screamed and drooled uncontrollably, accepted the matter of fact that Ahri was visibly broken beyond help. "Hm, looks like i put a bit too much in there." Syndra mused to herself, before motioning her hand and let the walls swallow Ahri inside once again. "As you can see, she is a bit too noisy, so i have to put her away for now." She looked at Fortune in the eyes again, and this time she saw more fear and despair than anger. Yet the gunslinger still tried to hold onto her hate - because if she did not, she would have succumbed to the opposite emotion which she was supposed to feel right now: terror.  "Why are you doing this!?" "Well, here's the story: I am Earth's first Guardian. Not one of the first Guardians in the universe, but still pretty old, i guess?" The unexpected announcement made Fortune's eyes widen in shock. "Anyway, back then i hadn't been much different from you: protecting the universe was all i cared about. But things went wrong from time to time, and eventually i stopped believing in false hope and faced the truth: it was simply impossible for us to win. The Voidborns were happy to trade 1000 of their kind for just one Star Guardian, because it would only take them a few years to give birth to four times the amount. I lied to myself that we would find a way, but then came the day when i was the last one of the team. Well, the only way out for me was to beg the Baron Nashor to spare me and become his servant. So, you see... Voidborns... they have quanity, yes, but quality? Not so much. That's why he demanded stronger breeds. Then i began experimenting, crossbred the Voidborns with a variety of species. Highly-intelligent beings? Good. Star Guardians? Better. But then i learned about Soraka. What you read in the computer about her origin was true, you know. I guess you can call her the first Guardian, since she was born from the First Star itself. Even when she died, her essence would materialize itself and give birth to a new Soraka a few hundred years later on a random planet." Syndra paused for a moment to turn her eyes to the sleeping Soraka. "I knew she was the key to create the ultimate Voidborns, but unfortunately, the girl, as you can see, is too kind and fragile that, she always ended up being the first one to die for her team, never lived longer than 16 years old before i could reach her. And now that i do," Syndra looked at Fortune in the eyes, "I can put the Star Guardians to a good use: making them surrogate mothers for my babies." The moment Fortune was about to open her mouth and throw some insults at Syndra, she flicked her finger and immediately Fortune's mouth was sealed, along with an elastic pad between her teeth. "Hush now. I've let you yelled at me more than enough. Believe me, whatever you've got to say, i've heard it countless times in the past. But don't worry," She adjusted Fortune's body until the captive was sitting upright in the air, their cocks on the same level. "You will be allowed to speak soon. And by that time, i will be more than happy to listen to your cute moans. They never bore me at all. Ah ha ha ha ha." Only now did Fortune pay attention to Syndra's shaved genitals. The cock was way smaller than her own, but much to her surprise, their balls were pretty much the same size. Syndra's hand moved down to slowly jerk herself off, and she smiled at Fortune,"You see, compared to most aliens' dicks, human's is just a dwarf. But, be a Star Guardian and stay alive long enough, and you will realize that you can do a lot more with Starlight than just creating weapons and transforming into a human girl. For example, modifying your own body." Syndra's hand glowed as she increased the pace, masturbated faster and faster as her dick grew in size. Then she stopped and compared it with Fortune's. Now its girth was only increased a bit, but now the length visibly outmatched Fortune's. The hunter's face turned pale. What is she going to do with that thing? "Hmm, i guess this is a good shape~. All right, let me walk you through the procress. My balls here, they were modified so that the sperms they produce bear Soraka's DNA instead of mine. Now i will fuck your urethra and ejacuate into your testicles, so that the Voideggs inside can be fertilized and become Voidborn larvas. Well, a Voidegg contains egg cells of several Voidborn species, and when incubated inside a compatible testicle, some specific embryos can grow into much stronger Voidborns. For example, Soraka can give birth to much bigger and more intelligent Vel'Kozs. Interesting, huh? I wonder which species will choose you~. It would be really nice if you can give birth to some strong Cho'Gaths!"  Syndra's words caused Fortune to imagine having Cho'Gaths crawling out of her cockhole, and the mental image caused her to vomit. But with her mouth sealed, it was impossible. So she could only roll up her eyes in agony and squirmed, tried to force the sickness out of her guts, much to no avail. Everything she wanted to let out had no way out but in, which only worsened her condition. "Don't bother struggling, redhead. The worst is still to come." Syndra grabbed hold of Fortune's cock with both hands, in its full erection but twitched madly in fear. She aligned it with her own cock, the smaller cockhead placed in front of the bigger one's gaping cumslit. "This is gonna hurt. I could make it a lot less painful for you, but the pain will teach you how to behave. Make sure to remember it." No, no, no! Stay away from me! Fortune could only scream in her mind as Syndra created a speculum and spat on it before gently pushing it inside her urethra. After filling the inside of her cockhead, the four blades started stretching her open, slowly but coercively. It hurts! It hurts! Even though her body was well trained, there was simply no way to prepare her cock for this - this part of the body is never meant to endure pain in the first place. Soon there was a hole with the girth of a toe, and by the time when a lime could fit in it, Fortune was already out of breath. But Syndra was only getting started. She created a small amount of liquid - yes, Starlight materialization isn't just limited to solid form - and lubed the part where her two fingers could reach, then poured the rest directly into Fortune's gaping urethra and on her dick. Of course, while the liquid functioned the same as a lubrication, it will eventually fade away when Syndra decides to stops concentrating on keeping it existed. It was not any different from the chamber they were in - just a normal room filled with Starlight constructs everywhere. They existed only because Syndra still needed them. However, the liquid would vanish soon enough, because it was only needed for Fortune's first time. When this is over, her body would have learned how to secrete its own natural lubrication, just like a nice vagina. Syndra licked her lips, "It looks so alluring.", she cooed, watching how the gaping hole opened itself for her, begging her to forever ruin it. To give it a new purpose. She grabbed hold of Fortune's shoulders and angled her cockhead in front of the pisshole, the speculum blades thinned with every inch she shoved her length in. Fortune bit hard on the pad as she felt it - Syndra purposefully had not stretched her wide enough with the speculum in order to make sure both of them could feel cock in cock. Syndra felt the wet, tender but fully erect meat wrapped around her, while Fortune experienced the tormenting sensation of being splitted in half by a heated iron rod, and the feelings extended for both of them as the tip of Syndra's cock - with each passing hearbeat, found its way closer to Fortune's crotch, slow but insistent. Fortune's eyes shut tight as she prayed for it to end soon, but still more and more and more of her inner tunnel was ravaged, until... she felt some thing being poked at, and then... Syndra stopped. Only now, did she dare to open her eyes and look at what had been done to her, and regreted her decision immediately. Oh god, her cock looked grotesque! It was swelled and reddened angrily, now a third bigger than her usual size. Having swallowed Syndra's cock whole like a python, her crown was totally out of shape, now resembled a cylinder more than a mushroom. It met the base of Syndra's cock, who had gotten balls deep inside her. But what terrorized Fortune the most, was that her cock wasn't the only thing that was misshapen. Her crotch was, too. And that alien thing of her body she felt being poked at, yes, it was not the base of her cock. That part lies further behind, much deeper inside her body. "You seem confused. Don't know much about your own body, eh? That part i'm touching you..." Syndra placed her hand on the bulge, stroking it. "I'm touching...  your prostate. Let me teach you how to use it." The only thought Fortune could make was a single "No" before Syndra started moving, and so came back the pain. It hurts so bad, tears welled in her eyes as she felt her cock being forced to learn to stretch itself, from a fucktool to a fuckedtool, rock hard on the outside but sopping wet on the inside. And the part Syndra called "prostate"? She hated to admit, but amidst the agony, she secretly waited for it to be touched again. Slowly, that expectation helped her endure the pain. I will not be broken. Not like Ahri. "All right. Onto the second phase." Syndra declared, her hands wrapped around Fortune's cock as they glowed brightly. What? What did she just say? S-Second phase? The first notable change was that the pace was increased more and more with each thrust. And then, the pain worsened, as Fortune felt small lines brushing on the surface of her innards. She would have howled in agony if she could. The thickness of Syndra's cockveins multiplied ten folds, stood out lively on her skin. "You feel it? I'm turning my cock into a ribbed dildo. The veins are going to carve up on you, make your insides rough and bumpy, so that the Voidborns you give birth to can crawl out easily~" Something inside Fortune's snapped when she heard it, and she lost all the last bit of control over her body - now was free to react the way it wanted to under Syndra's command. And Syndra was done being gentle. She fucked the redhead for real this time, using the miserable cocksleeve like an onahole to jerk herself off. The violent ramming caused Fortune's eyes to roll up to the back of her head, she squirmed and would have arched her back so hard had the force field not kept her body in place. The pain had been bearable before, but now it was literally searing her cock from inside. With each passing second, her cumslit grew wider. Softer. Looser.  It hurts. She wished to pass out, though it was not possible. Because a part of her still wanted this. Was it the Voidborns in her burning nutsack? She wanted to believe so, to push the blame on them, but she had never been one to fool herself. It still hurts. But she waited for and missed the pain of having Syndra go full rampage on her love button every time the meat rod came and left. It hurt too, but Fortune realized how it kept her dick so hard, throbbing in need. And it didn't feel as wrong as it had before.  Soon, as her body welcomed the pain, it was no longer so much agonizing. The abuse of her prostate sent jolts of pain to her nerves, but it also made her oh so wet. She wanted to cum. She was going to cum. However, it still had to wait. The pain on her prostate was nothing compared to what she had been experiencing, but it was enough to force her body away from reaching orgasm, effectively edged her for as long as it could. She knew it would come to her eventually, but the more you crave for it, the longer it feels. Faster! Faster please! Fortune closed her eyes and concentrated on the tiny amount of pleasure she was receiving, tried to use it to get herself off. Just a bit more... Just a bit more... Ah yes... It's coming... I'm cumming...! My balls feel so full... But now i can finally...! Even with Fortune's body perfectly restrained, its movements still created vibrations, which spread onto Syndra's cock, and thus as Fortune was about to come, Syndra knew it too. And she grinned. Swiftly she grabbed hold of Fortune's legs, slammed her cock all the way into the ruined pisshole, the thrust harder than she had ever done. The poor girls' eyes bolted open as her prostate was effectively squeezed. "ARGHHHHHHHHHH!!!" Fortune screamed in her mind as her eyes rolled up and tears rolled down on her cheeks when both orgasm and pain hit her at the same time. She didn't even know what was happening anymore. Her brain was assaulted by an overwhelming amount of extreme sensations. It was simply too much. Her body convulsed, reacting however it should and not under Fortune's command - her mind was no longer in charge of her body. She didn't even realize when Syndra removed the seal on her mouth. Without it, she couldn't even keep her mouth shut, and started to drool like a stupid bimbo. What felt like a minute of internal screaming finally came to an end, and Fortune's soul was finally brought back to this world. Not from Heaven, but from Hell. She regained conciousness, only to find a shocking truth: she was barely satisfied at all, for her orgasm had been ruined. Right before she could ejacuate, Syndra's cock pressed down hard on her prostate, so forcefully that it deformed her cock in the process, blocking the tunnel for her cum to travel into the urethra, thus it could only go back inside her testicles. Her eyes were filled with despair as she looked at Syndra, who was indifferently staring back at her. "Why...?" She wept. "Why can't you let me cum?" "The Voideggs, Sarah. They would have been in quite a mess had you cum. I must keep them gathered nicely in your testicles, don't you agree?" "But... but... at least help me ease this feeling...! I can't stand it anymore!" "Oh, but you will learn how to bear with it. Don't worry though, your orgasm will come in due time when you earn the right to have it. As for now... you can have mine!" Before Fortune could even comprehend those words with her wrecked mind, Syndra returned to rampaging her urethra and prostate with pistoning thrusts. Even with her ribbed cock having remodelled the inside of Fortune's cock, it was still so wet and tender, so very... pleasurable, and it softened bit by bit, coming to welcome her. But still her true interest was in the part that lies behind the base. Fortune's interal organs: gooey, squishy, and ever throbbed extremely hard. Having something so silky but bit down on her sensitive glans with so much force felt just like heaven. 19 inches of thick, veiny cockmeat, with 15 inches embraced by a miserable cocksleeve, and the last 4 inches deformed what was left behind the urethra, forced it to gape permanently to give Syndra more space inside.  It hurts... Huh...? I have been saying so for quite a while now, haven't i? But... does it really hurt as much? Ah... I... I don't think... i know anymore... Just like Syndra had said before, when Fortune's lips were freed, she did not scream anymore. Softly she wept and groaned, her body squirmed and shivered, but the fact that her cock was still rock hard proved more than enough. And this time, without an orgasm knocking at her mind, she felt what was going to happen, and the knowledge made her shiver: Syndra was about to cum. She looked at where they were connected. Her cock was continuously deformed with every thrust, its length crumpled. It's coming. What would it feel like? Fortune did not know. The only thing she knew, was that this is not a natural thing to do. Cocks aren't meant to be used this way. Her body was going to be changed, and she feared that her soul would too. As if reading her mind, Syndra held her face up and stared into her eyes. "Yes, i'm cumming. Inside you~ My girl~"  Oh god, it's coming. The redhead breathed rapidly, so afraid, but also... secretly excited to see what would happen. And when Syndra suddenly tightened the grip on her cock, she knew the impending final moment has arrived. The Syndra they had always known was a cold, cruel person, who never seemed to show any emotion, always kept a half-smile on her face for everyone around her. But this Syndra clearly was enjoying herself. She grabbed Fortune's hair and pulled the poor girl closer, forced to watch her cumming. And Fortune did. Her eyes could not move away from the sight of the woman she disgusted moaning, screaming in pleasure, shuddered and tongue lolled out, the only pupil stretching wide and madly stared at her. It was pure madness, and Fortune could not bear with it. She closed her eyes, but it was definitely not a good choice - with nothing else to distract her, Syndra's orgasm crushed her as hard as a truck. As Syndra hit the peak, the sperm factories were activated, and Syndra's semen - or Soraka's semen depends on how you see it, after causing Syndra's dick to swell - which Fortune felt wholly because of how tightly Syndra clasped on her - flooded into her cumhole like a cataclysm. Thick and slimy as mortar but being pumped with so much force, the sperms turned from a rope inside Syndra's constricted urethra into a torrent that blasted inside Fortune's vas deferens, which took only miliseconds to travel from one pair of nutsack to another.  Fortune had never experienced this before, but it felt as familiar as it felt alien. Because if having a cock forced into your ass feels like the reverse of shitting, then having spunk shot deep into your balls feels like the reverse of ejacuating. And with litters of babycream pumped into her, she sure could feel it quite vividly! In that moment, she even thought her testicles bursted. Sloshing sounds echoed within her body as her balls went from full to swelling an inch with each second. "They are gonna explode!!" Fortune screamed hard, drowning the sound of her balls gurgling wetly like drinking too much water, but in that moment, even her did not know if it was a bad thing or not. Her heavy and aching balls looked ridiculous, they went from the size of oranges to pomegranates. The skin was extremely stretched on the pair of plump balloons. They lost almost all of the skin color, now replaced by the pink of bloodveins and white of the jizz swirling inside.  And at that moment, Fortune felt the change like a chemical reaction taking place inside her nuts. The superior seeds had assaulted her useless sperm factories and now eagerly began their conquest. They searched for Voideggs, and rape them good. Sperms and egg cells merged into embryos. "Can you feel it, Sarah?" Syndra cooed, stroked the underside of the swollen balls in almost an affectionate manner. With the sheer amount of cum pumped inside, the testicles even lost its normal egg shapes, now soft like a water pillow filled with mud. "You are a mother now. Does it fill your heart with pride?" But Fortune could not answer. She did not scream either. All air was pushed out of her lungs the moment Syndra's cum stretched her insides, giving her a muted orgasm. She feebly shuddered for a few minutes, trying to cope with the fullness inside the balloons. It's like her body was reduced to her testicles alone. They were the only thing she could feel and think about. Overly sensitive and overly stimulated, they pumped waves after waves of nerve impulses to her brain, setting in on fire. In that period, all she thought about was how good it felt. To be filled to the brim and beyond. As Fortune was still squirming and squealing in the aftermath, her eyes suddenly rolled back to her skull when Syndra pulled her dick away, and as she did, Fortune's cock immediately flopped down miserably like a glove, the cocksleeve - while still as hard as it could be - now a gaping mess which revealed how the crotch looked like from the inside. With the blockade gone, the cum Syndra had poured inside threatened to get out, but it was something she could not allow: she created a dildo and shoved it back into the ruined fuckedtool, this one just as big as her cock which slid easily all the way inside, its head resting on Fortune's love button yet again. "Wait... What are you doooUAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!" The redhead was finally brought down to the plane of existence after the cum-drunken haze, but didn't even have a moment to comprehend what was going on before Syndra modified the dildo: its head expanded massively in size, turned into a ball that took away all the space her body had, making it twist and shift around the incredible size. Soon it pressed down hard on both the base of her cock and her prostate, to the point that Fortune could swear she felt it poking on the far side of her rectum walls. And fear embraced her again as she saw the meaning of that act. "No... You can't... Don't... don't do it... No..." She knew it would not be anything dangerous to her body - she already had gone far past that point by now, and she knew Syndra would not harm her while her body was still useful - but her mind would not like what was going to happen next.  "And now, the final phase." Syndra snapped her finger again, and the dildo started to vibrate violently. "My jizz has also modified your sperm factories. They will no longer produce sperms, but instead nutrients for the babies to feed on. And the more stimulated you are, the more food you can produce. Oh, don't look at me like that. When all the embryos become larvas, i shall let you cum." Syndra dressed herself properly and opened a doorway. "Now sorry, i've got to go. Business calls." Fortune screamed in despair, "No!! No!!! You can't!!! You can't leave me like this!! Let me-" before Syndra sealed her mouth again. "Soraka is still sleeping, you know. Don't worry, i will never leave my girls for long. Later~" Fortune cried seeing the walls closed behind Syndra, leaving her in this chamber with a sleeping Soraka and a screaming Ahri hidden. The vibration caused an unbearable itch. Oh god, she wanted to cum, but what could she do? She couldn't even budge. The only thing she could do was to wait. Wait for whatever Syndra had prepared for her.  And with that acknowledgement, she knew. That it was over. [...] A few minutes have passed.  Only now did Fortune realize that she had never known what "full" feels like before. She thought she was full. She thought she couldn't hold everything inside anymore. She thought her balls were going to burst at any moment. But still they stretched, and stretched, and stretched some more. Or did they grow in size too? They had been only orange-sized at first. Now they were at least three times as big. Is that even anatomically possible?  Can i still be called a person? Or have i been reduced to a breeder, the way Syndra wants me to be? [...] Just how long has it been? Hours? I want to pass out, but the torture keeps me wide awake. I would have cum buckets, but it won't let me.  Now i can even I feel them... the larvas... swimming inside me... feasting on whatever there is inside me... Perhaps my insides as well... But i... i couldn't care less... I just want to cum... Syndra... please... come back... Let me cum... I... I...  I beg of you... [...] While Fortune believed that her nuts and love button had been tortured for hours, it turned out that, when Syndra returned, only one hour had passed. Behind her were a redhead twintail and two unconcious girls, one with pink, short twintails and one with purple hair. They were Star Guardian Jinx, Lux and Janna. Immediately after their arrival, Jinx wasted no time to tear both her and Lux's clothes away and rammed her dick into Lux's pussy. The violent assault woke her but she could only resist weakly, softly groaned and cried in distress. As if the girl had been drained off all strength - she could barely even raise her arm. Syndra left them be and opened the walls, letting them swallow Janna whole.  It was then that she returned to her throne and pulled Fortune closer - the former hunter's head dropped, the proof that she was empty of strength and will. Syndra held her by the chin and lifted her face up. She met the emerald eyes, once brimming with fighting spirit, now dark and hollow, with streaks of tears on her cheeks, while newer ones were still fresh. Seeing Syndra, those eyes suddenly opened wide and brightened. Her lips shakingly twisted into a happy smile. And Syndra smiled back, before disposing all the restraints on Fortune's body, gently dropped her down on the floor. Weakly, Fortune crawled forward on her arms - she couldn't even control her legs now. Slow but consistent, finally she managed to reach Syndra's feet, who was looking down at her, chin rested on hand, waiting. Fortune looked up but only for a split second, before placing her hands on the floor and bowed before Syndra. "Please..." "Oh...?" "Please, Mistress... *sniff* Please forgive me..." "Hmm? Ah~ But forgive you for what? I don't remember you doing anything to me~" "I... *sniff* i said... terrible things about you... I told them not to trust you... not to get involved with you... Please... i'm begging you... *sniff* Please forgive me..." "All right. Since i'm a merciful person, i will forgive you."  "Aaah~... A ha ha..." Fortune laughed nervously. "Then... can you... can you please remove it... I want... to cum... so badly..." "You sound honest. Very well." Syndra grinned, and disposed the dildo. "But you know what, you can just call me Syndra. I'm not much of a fan for titles. So- Ah, you're not listening at all." Syndra chuckled, seeing how low Fortune had degraded herself. As soon as the vibrating toy vanished, Fortune knelt, grabbed her cock with both hands to furiously jerk herself off. Her cock was still as erect as it could be, but of course when it had a gaping hole in the middle, it felt a bit soft in her hands. However, she couldn't care less, started to laugh uncontrollably in delight after being able to achieve what she had been waiting for an eternity - or at least felt as long. It didn't even take her more than 10 seconds to shoot out a puddle of cum - her weak, pathetic cum mixed with a little bit of Soraka's yellowish white sludge. Laughs turned into moans as she came, but it did not stop there.  As Fortune arched her spine and threw her head back in pleasure, her balls were left exposed for Syndra to see. Being stretched beyond limit, the testicles lost quite a lot of its elasticity. After being able to rescue themselves from the extreme fullness, they slightly deflated, and inside, Syndra could see things moving quite clearly under the skin. They wanted to come out. They were going to come out. And Fortune? She had just ejacuated, yes, but she couldn't stop her hands. Moans turned into screams and she grinned madly, fapping faster and harder, each second more violently than the last. And she came again. This time, the pleasure hit her way harder than before. Her body convulsed and she lost the grip on her cock, fell flat onto the floor. Her balls twitched and so did her cock, but it wasn't caused by her muscles. The babies inside started to crawl out. With Fortune's ejacuation leading the way, they knew where they had to go. They were small and so were their limbs, but their claws were developed enough for them to skitter out of the wombsack. Syndra watched in awe how Fortune's girlcock wiggled and shifted, and the first Voidborn babies appeared. Oh just how good that felt. All larvas wanted to be the first to crawl out, and thus every rough and bumpy part of her urethra was scratched by tiny feets. But compared to everything Fortune had felt before, this was nothing but pure pleasure. A very hideous kind of pleasure. And so Fortune cum. Only this time, her ejacuation came in the form of larvas. Her nuts deflated, now only more than half the size of before, and visibly vacant. "Ooooh~, such strong and energetic babies you have given birth to~. I'm pleased. Maybe it is because you are such a strong mother, hm?" Syndra cooed, opening a pocket dimension to store all of the babies inside. But before she could, Fortune cried out again, and only now did she notice the small bulge at Fortune's crotch. It shifted again, revealed that there were still some more to give birth to - some really "special" children. The creatures saw the light and felt the air waiting for them at the end of the tunnel, and became even more aggressive. Her urethra was stretched open by two pairs of mantis-like long claws at 4 directions. They literally fought each other to come out and were ready to destroy the dickpussy if they got the strength to - spreading it wide as if wanting to rip apart some cheap rags - even though her cock was still achingly erect.  Fortune gurgled and squirmed once more. It was the last push needed for two giant Kha'Zix larvas to escape the womb, each one easily 6 times bigger than a normal one. "Ah ha, now this is a pleasant surprise. You clearly have potential for this. Good job~" But Fortune wasn't listening, having already passed out. After holding on for too long, three orgasms in a row were simply impossible to bear with the existing stress on both her mind and body. Her cock completely soft, looked nothing different from a dirty sock filled with mud, soaking wet in a mixture of juices. Still it meekly twitched, as if begging to be ruined again, fucked again, impregnated again, and to give birth again. She lied there drooling, her eyes looked like they would permanently roll up like that. But Syndra knew there was nothing to worry about. Because the redhead wasn't the first one to act like that. "Rest, Sarah. Everything is going to be okay~." 

Chapter 3 - Mei | A New Life

For the first time ever since only-God-knows-how-long, Mei didn't wake up in a research station. Her body felt sore.  And it was also the first time she slept naked. Though not like she could bother getting herself some clothes after being raped by the biggest cock in the world and then walked the rapist onto the bed. Speaking of which... Oh, you're still here. Mei exhaled in relief and smiled affectionately when she turned to the "sleeping beauty" beside her. The young Korean girl was sound asleep, drooling on her pillow, innocent like a pure child. The sight soothed her mind, it made her feel calm, even though she remembered everything. But at least she had someone beside her, and maybe she could find at least one thing right in this place so wrong. Mei cuddled her cheek, mumbling "Thank you".  Mei sat up, the blanket fell off her, and her entire chubby torso was left on full display. Her ripe breasts were slightly bigger than she remembered, though they seemed firm. As if she had gone through half a year of passionately working out in just one night. The areoleas got a bit darker hue and were quite puffy, and her nipples were as big and erect as her thumbs, and most importantly: their tips were wet. And her belly, felt heavier and visibly bloated. There was no help denying it. She was pregnant. Though Mei guessed that she should feel lucky that it was not the young girl's baby. She knew she was not ready. Mercy told her what she had been working on. To be able to give birth to a child who bears the same DNA as "the Mistress". So Mercy experimented on her, to see if she could give birth... to a dog. Yesterday, even though the young girl came hard inside her, it was actually a dog's sperms which fertilized another dog's eggs already placed in her uterus. Well, it would be much easier and less messy to simply fertilize the eggs with sperm first and then place the embryo in her uterus, but the reason was that, to quote Mercy: "Because seeing an old friend gets turned into a bitch by a mindless gimp was awesome. And come on," - Mercy leaned closer to her face - "Don't pretend you didn't have a good time." "U-Uhm... I..." - Mei withdrawed awkwardly, the new slutty, whorish look of her old friend was too much to look at. "Oh well, whatever. It's not like you have a choice." - Mercy stood up and started to walk away. "I look forward to your assistance." "Wh-Where are you going?" "Have my main course. That was just appetizer." - Mercy left and hummed - "Mhmmm, dog sperm tastes soooo weird..."  Wait...  Main course... Appetizer... Dog sperm... Then the reason why the floor was pretty clean even though i felt like that girl had cum buckets in me was because...  And that was how their conversation ended. Now that Mei had taken enough rest, she pondered this situation carefully. So, from the looks of it, Mercy had been... corrupted, into a loyal sla- no, a loyal lover to "The Mistress", who probably was also the one resposible for what happened to her and the young girl. Judging from how Mercy had changed and how well equiped this place was, this person would be extremely resourceful, cunning, and cruel. Not someone you want as an enemy. Mercy. Every time she thought about that person, her heart ached and her eyes wet. Angela, even though they only had worked together for a short time, Mei had considered her a good friend. Better than she could ever ask for. Her colleagues had been nice and friendly too, but Angela was something else. Mei saw her as someone who had been born to be a doctor. It was not just about saving people. It was in in the way she cared for everyone, which made her very existence the symbol of peace and hope itself. And as long as that angel lived, the world would never fall into despair. That's what she had thought.  Mei wondered what the world was doing now that the angel had become a demon. What she should do now that the person she looked up to the most had been gone. It was sad, to think that for a moment when they met at the Ecopoint, Mei thought that Angela had miraculously found out that she had been still alive somehow and came for her. But then... No... She could not bring herself to remember about what happened. It made her feel sick to even start thinking about it. Accept it. Angela Ziegler was long gone. And Mei had the feeling that she only kept her codename Mercy because the Mistress liked how sarcastic it sounded on the kind of person she became, doing things she had condemned.  But even after everything, she was still here. Alive. So she had to live on. Find happiness. Mei wiped her misty eyes and flapped her cheeks. Now, what should i do? I don't think i can stand a chance opposing the Mistress, and i had promised to help Mercy with whatever she's doing, so it looks like i'm gonna stay here for a long while. May as well learn to get used to this place. Yeah, let's do that! "Sleep tight sweetheart, i'll be back soon." She kissed the sleeping beauty on the forehead and left their room. All right, let's go ask Mercy to show me around. Mercy had told her where to find the blonde's room. But when Mei reached it and knocked on the door, no one answered.  Hmm... where did she go to? Guess i'm gonna wait here. And that's  when Mei thought she heard something. Sounds like... whimpers? She followed it and was led to another room. This one was not locked. The noise became more clear. It sounded like someone was struggling hard with a gag in their mouth. But that was not the only sound. Mei also heard a very faint sound of someone laughing softly in their ragged breaths. Curiosity started to get the better of the Chinese woman. Peeking is bad, but... this is my new home, right? And Mercy didn't even give me any real clothes to wear because she said "They are unnecessary in this place". That’s why i’m running around here with as much clothes on as a newborn baby! So... maybe peeking doesn't bother them that much! Yeah, that's right! It's ok to peek! Mei gently pushed the door with a finger. And the first thing she recognized was the back of the blonde doctor. And her head was bobbing up and down non stop like a shuttle. Mercy, kneeling in front of a bed. And behind her was a person... with blue skin? But even with that strange feature, this woman looked like a Venus. A Venus with a cock. Everything Mei could see was perfect. And she could tell this person was the Mistress just by looking at her face. Sharp and cold, but still strangely alluring. No surprise why Mercy was ready to do anything for this person. Mei swallowed hard with that thought in mind. She unconciously pushed the door a little more, craving to see more. And she was surprised. While Mei had expected the Mistress to be violating Mercy with her cock, it turned out that Mercy was actually doing that to herself, deepthroating that thick meat rod, while the Mistress just gently rubbed her hair.  Mei was savouring every bit of that sight before a droplet of her saliva fell to the ground. And that was when she realized that her pussy too was starting to get wet. And the only reasonable thing to do was to spread them apart and tried to pleasure herself. It was too bad the young girl wasn't here, she could use a cock right now. "Having a good time over there, girl?" "Huh!?" Both Mei and Mercy yelped. Or at least Mercy tried to, with a blue fuckstick in her mouth. "Oh, don't be shy. Come here!" Mei was still too astonished to react, but Mercy pulled the Mistress's cock out until only the crown was still inside for her to suckle on, the shaft dripping with drools. She turned around to Mei, and gestured her to come inside. "I... uhm.. i'm sorry..." "Oh, don't sweat it. I love to have audience. Come take a closer look if you want." The tone told Mei it was no suggestion. It was a command. She hesitantly approached and knelt down next to the blonde before Mercy returned to the task. Now Mei had the chance to examine Widowmaker’s nether parts better.  "Huh? She doesn’t have testicles? And beneath this... is a pussy?" "A masterpiece, isn’t it? Artificial, but several times more efficient than the natural stuff if you ask me." "Wow..." Mei mused with amuzement in her eyes. While the Mistress's body was all blue, this one had a purple hue, and the closer to the crown, the warmer the color was. And gosh, look at how long it is! Yet Mercy manages to get it all in her mouth, the length of neck bulges out like a balloon. It must be so painful, and yet she looks like this is the best thing to experience!  "Such an eager bitch, don't you think? My finest trophy. I didn't even have to train her. She learned everything she needed to do to satisfy me. Lovely. Oh, where are my manners. I guess my bitch told you how you should call me?" "Y-Yes, Mistress." "Good, but just so you know, my name is Widowmaker. And i guess you're wondering why my skin looks like this?" Here. Widowmaker reached out. Mei touched the Mistress's hand, and was startled by the abnormal temperature. "Wah! S-so cold!" "That's right. My whole body was always cold like that. Now it still is, except for one tiny, haha, little part...  Would you be so kind to enlighten her, Mercy?" "Mhmm? Mhmmmmm... mhmm..." Mercy didn't talk much, but judging by the tone, she wasn't that kind. But Mistress was to be obeyed, so Mercy had to pull that sausage all the way out before passing it to her old colleague. Slowly, because she didn't want to leave it at all. Or to give it to anyone else. "Hurry up," - Mercy spoke with a mouth still full of drools - Mistress doesn’t have all day." "U-Uhm, sorry, sorry..." - Mei awkwardly held it with her hands. So long... This part was definitely warmer than the rest of her body. "Uhm... how should i..." "Argh, right, you never sucked a cock before." Mercy sighed in annoyance.  "Now, Mercy, didn’t i teach you how to treat your sisters?" "Yes, you did. Mistress. Please forgive me. Hey, stroke it with both hands. Up and down. Yes, like that. Faster. Now lick the crown. Suck it. Just lips and tongue. No teeth.  Now push it in your throat. Hold your gag reflexes. Rub the underside with your tongue. Use your saliva. Deeper!" "Mhmm! Oh, a strict teacher and a hard working pupil! You two will make a good team!" "Deeper! Come on! It’s not even a fourth of her length! How the fuck are you going to give that gimp a blowjob if you’re this pathetic?" "Enough of this." The impatience and jealousy had reached their peaks. She grabbed the back of Mei’s head from behind. "Listen up. No one cares about your discomfort. Mistress’s satisfaction is the only thing that matters. You have to please her. Even if that’s the only thing you can do, or the last thing you can do. And if you're doing something in my stead, you better do it right. Now, suck it!" She pushed Mei forward, letting the chubby choke on the pulsing meat rod, causing a soft moan of approval from Widowmaker. And to Mercy, hearing Mistress's moan was the biggest compliment one could earn. It made her so happy. So proud. So horny. "Look at her. Look. At. Her. Keep your eyes on her." She pulled Mei by the hair. Even though the mental and physical pressure were too much Mei could cry, she had always been the meek and submissive type. So she obeyed, did her best to roll teary eyes up, trying to keep them fixated at the goddess-like face. Widowmaker grinned back at her, enjoyed the painful look on her face. That's what she loved about Mercy. Widowmaker knew she would never have a boring day with this bitch. She was always so eager to please, even if that means tormenting someone. All it needed was a little push. "Hmm, still a long way to go. But thats enough. You can have your breakfast now, Mercy." "Yes, thank you so much!" She hastily pushed Mei aside, causing her to fall on her fat ass before thrusting the hot cock back into the throat again. Her insanity was surprising, but it didn’t bother Mei. Widowmaker could be their Mistress, but she was who Mercy loved. Mei just watched on with interest seeing Mercy making the task look so easy. If i can do it like her, will i feel that good? Will i make the girl feel that good? The thought went on as Mei masturabated, imagining her in Mercy’s place, and the girl in Mistress’s. Oh, i bet it would feel so good... Suddenly, Widowmaker stood up, grabbed Mercy’s head with both hands and used it to jerk herself off, moaning loudly. Mercy saw this as a sign of her Mistress wanring full control, so she stopped holding on Widowmaker’s thighs and waited for her love to cum. But right at that moment, Widowmaker pulled Mercy away from her cock and grabbed Mei by her hair, pulling her closer. They knelt next to each other as Widowmaker moaned in ecstasy. Ropes of thick milk sprayed on them both, the blue skinned futa switching between their faces, enjoyed painting them white with her seeds. The smell triggered the sensations of yesterday in Mei and she came, feeling the warm, gooey substance on her face. There was so much, on everyone, Mei felt like the there was no end to it. Semen blocked her nose thus she had to breath with her mouth wide open, but then more splashed in her mouth. Mei left her tongue out like a good dog begging, tasting it with as much appreciation as a person finding water on the desert. When the orgasm died down, Mei opened her eyes to see Mercy with her eyes closed, having wiped off the cum on her own face and body and now was almost done sucking her fingers as if it was the tastiest thing in the world.  "Hey." - She opened her eyes, staring at Mei.  "Y-Yes?" - Was all Mei could say before the cum craving blonde pinned her down, climbed on top of her and sucked sperm off of her fat body, almost like a dog welcoming its owner home with its tongue. Mercy's tongue ran on everywhere, her face, her chest. If Widowmaker had given her a shower, then Mercy was cleaning her. Soon Mei had no cum on her, but now she had a lot of saliva. Yet that was still not enough for the insane doctor. When Mei moaned at the tickles, Mercy could see inside her mouth.  "Get up. Now. And don’t say a word. Don’t even swallow. Get up." Mercy commanded while she laid down. When Mei got up, she immediately pulled the chubby’s head down right above her face. "Retch and spill everything inside into my mouth. And i mean everything." "U-Uh- Wh-" "Now!" There was something about loud and clear commands that turns Mei into a good servant. A thick, slimy, bubbling mess fell from her lips down. It took too long to reach Mercy, thus she impatiently lifted her head up and swallow the solution. Then to make sure she got everything, her tongue invaded Mei’s mouth, violating it, rummaging through every corner. And it ended with a sloppy suck on the lips. And the Chinese could do nothing but to practically let Mercy invade her. "Oh, there's still more! Can’t let it go to waste!" Mercy crawled on all four and licked, exposing her wet ass to the other two.  "What a sight, huh?" - Widowmaker chuckled. Indeed, Mercy never knew how to make her bored. That's what she loved about this slave. This is the new level of messed up. But i don’t think i have seen the worst of her and of this place yet. "..." "I’m sorry." Mei was the first to speak after they left the Mistress's room. "For what?" "Uhm... For showing up." "Oh, don’t sweat it. Mistress loved it. Like i said, it’s all that matters. Not that i hated it either. I just want all of her for myself, you see. Hope you don't mind." She returned to the easygoing tone yesterday. Which means she only acted like that because she didn’t want to share Mistress. Well, understandable.  "All right, now you can go back there and do your homework with that thing." Mei frowned when she heard the word “that thing”. But she ignored that. She almost forgot what she had intended to do. "Actually, i looked for you to ask if you could, i don't know, show me around." "*Yawn* That’s what i call a pain in the ass. Go ask Tracer. Her room’s upstair. The one that has lock on the outside. Oh, but be careful with her." Mercy smirked at the last sentence. "What? Does she bite or something?" "She’s also what i call a pain in the ass. But sometimes she’s a pleasure, and also in the ass." How am i supposed to interpret that? *** It’s this room. The room with a lock on the outside. But why? As if its purpose is to protect who’s outside, not who’s inside... Wait, there isn’t any monster created by failed immoral experiments in this room, right? I gently opened the door... Oh, nothing out of ordinary. Just a room which has nothing but a bed and a woman sleeping on it. Mei stepped closer to get a better look. This woman was quite younger than Mei’s biological age, and the childish look made her seem even younger, sleeping with her mouth open, drooling. Her freckled face looks oddly familiar somehow. Wait a minute... Didn’t Mercy say her name was Tracer...? Oh, i have read about this one! She had gone missing during a test flight, if i remember right. Then they found her, but she was... chronally unstable? It happened right before i entered cryo. So she's cured now? This strange collar probably had something to do with that. But uhm... turning her into... this wasn't part of the treatment, was it? I mean, she looks... so messy, even degraded. She had a nose ring, impossibly thick lips (probably inflated), and a "Mistress's personal bitch" tattoo below her collarbone. Well that's pretty straightfoward. And she smells... smells like... uhm... like... cum. What was hidden under the blanket drew Mei’s attention even more. Even though she had never seen another woman under a blanket, she felt that there was something very wrong beneath it based on the outlines. And once again, curiosity got the better of her. She carefully pulled the blanket away, revealing Tracer’s torso bit by bit. The sudden cold air on Tracer’s skin made her roll on her side. The girl was the slender type, but her ass and tits were unnaturally massive, probably enhanced as well. Lewd tattoos were everywhere on her sensitive spots, accompanied with huge golden rings and piercings. Seeing it made Mei blush. Mei felt sorry for this woman. Even with all those horrible features on her body, she didn't look really bad. She probably had been a natural beauty before. Well, at least even though parts of her body were visibly implanted, they were perfectly done. So now she was still a beauty, but in bimbo standards.  In her sleep, Traver couldn’t endure the cold and tried to reach to her blanket. But before Mei could put it back to her hand, she grabbed Mei’s hand instead and pulled. Mei was too surprised to react, she fell down next to the bimbo. Tracer moaned happily as she found a new big, warm pillow, completely forgot about looking for her stolen blanket. She embraced Mei with her arms and legs, and when her face met the fat nipple, she opened her mouth, and sucked like a thirsty baby. Mei just remained silent, not wanting to disturb the girl more than she already had. And besides, this felt... kinda nice. Of course it did, sucking has beome part of Tracer's instincts.  Until Tracer bit her nipple.  "Ow!" Mei uncontrolably yelped. The bite wasn't that hard, but her nipple was sensitive and she was caught off guard. "Ow!" Tracer opened her sleepy eyes. "I'm sorry, mom!" "N-No! No, i'm not your mom!" "Are you that angry at me? Please, i'm sorry! Please let me suck your milk!" Does she think this is a dream or what? Mei's face almost burned itself in embarrassment because Tracer called her "mom".  "WAKE UUUUP!" Mei pinched Tracer's cheeks hard. "I'M NOT YOUR MOM!! THIS IS NOT A DREAM!!" "Ow ow ow ow!! That hurts! Let me go! Huh? Who are you?" "Sorry, but would you mind showing me around this place? I've just come here yesterday and Mercy said you could help." "Nah, i wanna sleep." - Tracer lied back on the bed and covered her entire body with the blanket. "Now good night." "Uhm... Please?" Tracer pulled the blanket away from her face to look at the woman she was talking to. Well, this one isn't bad. She looks meaty! "Mm... Alright! But!" "But?" "I'm hungry. Let me eat your pussy." "Okay, i-What did you say!?" "You look tasty. And your pussy's wet. I can help." "Uhm... no thanks?" "No pussy, no guiding! Simple!"" It felt as if she was trying to compromise with a little kid, not a slightly younger woman. "I can tell Mercy about this." "Ah ah ah! You won't want that. I'm so good at eating pussy chicks would pay as much as i get from guys for sucking their dicks! And yet i'm offering to do it for free!" "What? You're a whore or something?" "Yup! And Mistress says that's the only thing i'm good at, teeheehee!" "That makes you proud? How long have you been doing that?" "Don't remember. Don't care. Oh, new rule: no pussy, no asking!" "Uhm... is there any other way to sort this out?" "NOPE!" "Urgh... It's a deal, remember that!" "Here, pinky swear!" "Pinky swear." Mei sighed and decided to go along with it. She leaned on the bed and spread her legs, surprised at how bold she had become. It had just been one day, yet she had changed drastically. Tracer wasted no time to press her cocksucking lips on Mei's snatch. Hmm, smells naughty. Just the way i like it! The thick, but soft and juicy lips pressed on her pussy lips made her tingle. While Mercy devoted all of her time to learn how to satisfy Mistress's dick which resulted in her becoming Mistress's favorite when it came to giving blowjobs, Tracer had her fair share of pleasing both men and women alike, and her skill of combining her fingers, tongue, lips and teeth was godlike. Clit, urethra, G-spot, all the sensations Mei had never known about were discovered for her. Mei came quickly, and then she realized she had masturbated the wrong way for her entire life. ***   There was not much Tracer could tell her. Said the oldest thing she could remember in her entire life was Mistress's dick in her asshole. And then Mistress turned her into a whore. "But money isn't what we care about! Mistress said being a whore suits me well, so i wanna make her happy! Because when she's happy she will reward me her dick! Whoring doesn't feel as good, but still good!" About the strange collar on her neck, she said with it, Mistress could make her nice and tight again with just one press on the remote control. Eh... has science gone too far? "See, that's why everyone loves me! Even though they all have their own bitches, they would come back to me so i can squeeze cum from their dry cocks with my extreme tightness! That's why i'm the best whore in the world!" Mei felt that if she had known it would be like this, then she shouldn't have asked anything. *** First there were Ana and Pharah, who stayed in the same room. She knew about Ana, who had been considered KIA, now turned out to be alive. Well, this place certainly never ceased to surprise her. Based on Tracer's description, Pharah was her daughter. Tracer also said when she had lived with the daughter, her eyes had been brown, but after coming here, they became yellow. And the look of her eyes were exactly like Mistress's, you know." She also had been given a cock, and Ana had been, well, made young again. The door was locked, and Tracer didn't recommend disturbing them. "Mercy said it means they are fucking. So sad i'm not invited."  Mei knew she would be lying if she said she didn't want to eavesdrop, but all the rooms in the base were soundproof. For an obvious reason. And judging by the nature of this place, Mei guessed she knew what was happening behind that door.  *** Pharah had her beloved mother lay down on the bed with her arms bound behind her back, head down, ass up, presenting that fat backside to her. She loved seeing her mother helpless, it gave her twisted pleasure when she remembered who her mother had been. An old, renowned, respected soldier. A legend. Now who was she? Her daughter's personal bitch. The old, trained form had been gone. Now her body had Ana's neck, wrists and ankles were all chained to the bed, though they didn't restrain her from going to the toilet, or to anywhere as long as she was still in their room. A sign to remind her mother that she would never leave this place. Or this fate. Oh, Pharah wanted to praise herself so much. Her mother was sweating, shaking, having a hard time staring back at her with fear and anguish in her eyes. And yet her pussy was wet, begging to be ravaged by the dick of her daughter. The sight made Pharah as hard as a rock. She had to lick her lips to stop the drools from leaking out of her mouth. "Please, Fareeha... stop... i'm begging you..." "I'm doing this because i love you, mom. And i will teach you how to love me back." She stepped on the bed and spread that ass open. *** And then there was Zarya. Basically a woman with a lot of muscle, and just like her body, the cock given to her was pretty big. Quite an easygoing person it seemed. Since there was a gym in this base too, and just like Mercy's lab and other stuff, it was very well equiped, Mei intended to ask if Zarya could help her with working out. Living in Antartica makes you eat a lot more and move around a lot less,  but now that she had moved here, she needed to lose some weight. And she had never really cared about her look before, but now, well, she wanted to look a little bit better. Unfortunately, Zarya couldn't be found in her room. "She's probably upstairs." "Then what are you waiting for?" "...? "I don't wanna go there..." "Huh? Why?" "I don't like that woman... She gives me creeps..." "What? Didn't you say she treated you well?" Also, to Tracer, the definition of treating someone well is to sexually satisfy them. And Zarya treated her really well. "No, not her. The other one." "Er... all right. Guess i'll take it from here. Thank you." "If you want to thank me, eat my pussy too!" "Uhm... maybe later. Now if you excuse me!" Mei practically fled. Well, she could be quick when she had to. *** This floor looked like the place to store stuff. There were weapons and high-tech stuffs, some Mei had no idea what they could be used for. Her eyes stopped at something spectacular.  Huh? What are those things? Robotic arms and legs? They don't look like things ripped off from an Omnic or something like that, these are clean. More like... protheses? But that is even more strange. They are 2 arms and legs. And the lengths are even. Mei couldn't imagine what kind of accident could take away all of one's limbs like this. But why are these here? No one suddenly feels like they need artificial limbs in case they lose some of their own, do they? And if that person is an amputee, what reason do they have to leave these things here? They looked, like, 10 times more advanced than Omnics' stuff, and pretty new. This doesn't make sense. And then a big server room. Normally she wouldn't bother checking since there was nothing worth seeing in computers anyway. But this was the last place Zarya could be. So Mei gave it a check. There was no one here. Mei thought she had wasted her time, but then she realized there was a door at the back of this room. And the sign on it said... "ZARYA'S RESTROOM" Before she had the time to wonder why would someone need a personal toilet or why such a thing was placed in a server room, the door opened. A muscular woman with pink hair stepped out. She looked surprised, obviously. But not too surprised. "Oh, hello. Mei-Ling Zhou, isn't it?" *** The door closed behind Zarya, and she grinned at the figure inside. A female Mexican, amputated. There were ports on where her arms and legs had been. Whenever someone wanted her to do something, cables would emerge from the walls and insert themselves into those ports, acting as her limbs in the cyberworld as she fulfilled that request. Hacking a security system, searching for protected information, modifying nanomachines, they would only take her a few seconds. Which is why she threw her artificial limbs away. They had been too slow. She had needed them to move around, but now that she only wanted to stay here, those things became a nuisance.  But she still had another function. One less often used. Sombra's upgraded spine was connected with a machine arm which was attached to the ceiling. Normally it kept her torso up straight all the time, but it could move her into any position needed. When Zarya required her to. "Good morning, my Queen." Sombra spoke as soon as Zarya stepped in, having been booted up instantly by the Russian's presence. She needed neither food or sleep. Her metabolism was completely in the machine's control, she even had contraception. Yet she couldn't manipulate her own emotions, so she still knew what it felt like to be bored, and thus would shut herself down whenever she was not used. "Good morning, my personal toilet." Zarya then turned around and squatted down. Immediately, the machine arm got Sombra into position, lying on the ground with her head beaneath Zarya's ass, and her mouth right under the asshole. Zarya pressed on her face, but she didn't move for an inch. Her spine had been enhanced to support the muscular chick's weight. "I must say that your face makes a good toilet pedestal." She ground her ass on Sombra's face, and the amputee started to lick and kiss the asshole, making it wet. Her tongue pressed on the tight anus, and as Zarya pushed it open, wormed its way inside. Then Zarya would close her asshole, pushing the invader out. They repeated for a few more times, until Sombra's tongue was too deep inside to be pushed out. Then she started to make out with it. Oh yes, that feels nice. She could feel it coming. Slowly dropping down in her bowels, being stimulated by Sombra's tongue. Hmm, maybe it would feel better if her tongue is a bit longer... and stronger. Well, she could grow me a cock, then that wouldn't be too difficult, right? Zarya licked her lips at the tasty thought and pushed harder. It was coming. Her dick twitched, and grew, stood up in full size. She was aroused from shitting. She felt like masturbating. So she did, giving it a few slow stroke as she flexed her colon at the same time. Zarya lifted her ass up a little bit so she could see what kind of face Sombra made when she tasted shit. Ahhh! Her pucker stretched open. Like an earthworm, an orange-brown turd slid its way out of the flesh tunnel. Sombra adjusted her head to position it right above her lips, and she sucked on the tip like a tasty ice cream. She took a bite and chewed quickly, swallowing the mass of feces. Zarya didn't continute shitting, nor did she close her anus to cut the rope off. She just held it there, which Sombra noticed. So the Mexican ate the rest, and pressed her lips on the pucker again, sucked shit out like a pump. *Gulp*, *Gulp*, clots after clots ran down in Sombra's throat. Everything felt so damn good. Zarya closed her eyes and moaned as she pressed her ass back on the toilet pedestal again while she was jerking off madly with both hands. Haaah... Zarya sighed when she ran out of shit to feed Sombra, and at the same time the dark skinned toilet licked her asshole clean. She then stood up, tore a piece of toilet paper to wipe herself clean. "Now, turn around." Sombra knew what was going to happen next. The machine arm lifted her up, her back facing Zarya. The rock hard dick pressed on her tight snatch, and she breathed heavily in preoccupation. No matter how many times she received it, she would never be able to get used to it. For sweet revenge, Widowmaker had made her body overly sensitive, which synergized perfectly with the merciless Russian's big dick and hateful fuck, but left her mind alone so she could taste despair. And indeed, she did. Last week, she just wanted to die. But now she just felt mind blowing pleasure when the Queen used her! Her pussy was so sensitive, it felt like she was being torn apart. She was not tight anymore, but who needs tightness when you have a dick this big? It practically took away all the space her body had, pressing on her other organs as it found its way to her womb.  It was never easy for both of them, but Zarya never stopped.  "You are sooooo big, my Queen!" Sombra spoke with a maniac grin as she felt how her pussy was almost impossibly being spread. "It's like you're molding me into your onahole!" "Yes i am, bitch." She was incredibly tight, Zarya hadn't been able to reach this deep before since she came half way and her dick grew soft, but practices and practices. And then the ravage began. "Feels like it's... pushing... against my lungs-!! Aaaaaahhh!! Eeeeek! Aaaahhhh!! Eeeeek!" That's what happens when Zarya rammed her with full length. Zarya had tried to learn how to knock on the cervix directly, and she succeeded. For Sombra, it almost hurt. Almost. Then when Zarya pulled out, which also felt like Zarya pulled all her insides out along, Sombra felt like all the memories in the last couple of seconds was erased, and it felt so good she couldn't even breath. And then the deepest part in her body would be punched again, reminding her how painful it (almost) was. And then the cycle repeated. Like said, since Sombra's hole fitted Zarya's dick perfectly, they almost became one single entity and Sombra could actually realize when Zarya was going to cum. It came, flooded into her babymaker, blasted on her inner walls. Sombra could actually hear the sound of cum sloshing, echoing from her womb to her ears. It made her belly even more visibly bloated, and she watched in glee like a baby first time seeing a balloon inflated, causing her to insanely giggle in her ragged breaths.  Zarya, after finishing her orgasm, noticed the swollen belly of her personal toilet, it gave her a cruel idea. She grabbed it with both hands and started to knead it like a dough. She squeezed it, pressed on it, feeling her cum moving from one side to the other, and even grabbed on her cock through Sombra's flesh. Under the pressure, cum came gushing out of Sombra's hole, the sensation could be called taking a dump from her pussy. Her eyes rolled up, and the giggles turned into laughs, only stopped when Zarya pulled her cock out. This would take a lot of time for her to recover... That is certainly something needed to be fixed. Satisfied, Zarya opened the door and left. Behind it stood an Asian woman, staring at her dumbfounded. The Russian did not realize at that moment, but her big frame blocked the climatologist's vision, so she didn't see Sombra. It was undoubtedly the first time this woman saw Zarya, but it wasn't the first time Zarya see her. "Oh, hello. Mei-Ling Zhou, isn't it?"

Chapter 2 - An Assassin's Ego (ASHE/AKALI)

Sona jerked off from voyeuring Vi and Caitlyn kissing. But unfortunately, she got caught by Akali. And while Akali was waiting for Sona to come and make a deal, she reminisced her first night with Ashe, filled with rough anal and urethra insertion.  --- Two months have passed since Sona joined the League. Now she was traveling through the jungle, just doing what she had to. People thought she was useless, but one day she would prove they were wrong. I just need time - She thought. Suddenly she heard Caitlyn calling for help nearby, being surrounded by huge golems. As she just rushed up intending to assist the cop, a silhouette emerged from a cliff above and behind the group. Vi appeared, plunged in with her fists, shaking the ground below. And with a roar, the 2 were easily wiped out. Vi, without bothering to check if they were still moving, rushed up to the smaller girl. Unnecessary away, she definitely knew no one and nothing could survive a direct impact from those Hextech fists.  And they locked lips. Well, not actually, as Caitlyn was a bit surprised, but immediately reacted, with a satisfied smile, gave out her tongue and coiled it with the pink head's. 'Slurp, slurp, slurp'... So sloppy, eager and wet, drool started to drip from their chins. Vi did not care, but her lover did. Just as the threads of spit almost dropped down, Caitlyn twisted them with her delicate fingers of a sniper, and shove them deep inside the bigger girl's mouth, hungered for some taste of their love, and savored it before swallowing satisfiedly with a 'Gulp'. While the brunette had dropped her rifle for a free hand to caress the bulge on her lover's tight pants, Vi's equipments were not so easily removed, and thus she was somewhat annoyed, for not being able the grope those delicious breasts in front of her. The size is just right for a cop, not so big to get in the way of her job. And keep this a secret, alright: The puffy nipples are her weakness. Those two were isolated in their own world. They didn't notice meters away, there was a cyan haired voyeur. With a sigh, Sona withdrawed, as they almost finished and got back to work. She wished she had turned her eyes away sooner so she hadn't seen this, but no crying over spilled milk now.  After finding a private spot, under the umbrage of a big tree, she squatted, dragged the long dress up her knees, and her underwear to one side of her crotch. With one finger already wet from her spit, she held her breath, relaxed her outer sphincter, and slowly shove it inside. Thank God she had released the feces early in the morning, so she did not have to worry about getting dirtied by her waste. Eventually, she found a pace. Now trapped in her own world as well, Sona visualized the kiss, dragged her tongue out and tried to coil it with an imaginary tongue. More... more... kiss me more... Mistress... The insides of her asshole got hotter as her finger moved faster. And soon she came, spurting on to the ground, which got quickly absorbed by the soil. Done but not quite satisfied, she fixed her clothes, stood up, and went to the river nearby to wash her finger. And continued her duty. As her time of service today was finished, she returned to the Summoner's Rift to return home. But as she was just about to reach to the portal and got teleported, a somewhat hurried Akali rushed past her, slightly brushed her shoulder, and disappeared inside the portal. Well, guess i'm not worth paying attention at all. Sona let out a sigh, and stepped inside as well, then vanished.  The first thing for her to do when she gets home is to change clothes. But as she untied her dress, she could feel something on her back. With the outfit now fell to her feet, she turned around, and noticed a folded paper on top of it. It must be Akali's. She had put it in the slit between Sona's back and her dress. And she couldn't realize it right then because she got distracted by the brush. What... what could this be? Curious and also scared, Sona's heart pounded like crazy as she opened the paper.  "I know your dirty secret. Come to my place wearing your DJ outfit at 7 PM, alone, and do not bring that instrument with you. Below is the passcode" *** Caitlyn and Vi put up a good show, but they didn't expect to have Sona as the audience, who really enjoyed it. And Sona, while not expecting to have audience either, did amuse the sneaky ninja. A virgin pleasuring herself with a finger deep in her ass outdoors, not what you can see everyday. And as the mute musician dragged her skirt up, a not very awesome truth, but still engrossing, was revealed:  Sona was a dickgirl. No one could have seen that coming. Absolutely no one. When they saw that DJ outfit, they thought they knew everything she got underneath. Her crotch showed no bulge whatsoever, so they were all so sure that she was a girl. Which means 3 holes to shove their cocks deep inside, if they got the chance that is. But yes, she got a cock. A cock of a 10 years old. Only 3 inch at best. In her erect state. But still stayed limp as Akali saw it. Her ballsack was just slightly bigger than 1 testicle of a normal person, with all skin and no visible shape of her testicles whatsoever. And thus as one would expect, the stuff they could produce was always watery, like only 10% of it was sperm. If the poor little (dick)girl ever managed to impregnate someone, then you could call it a miracle.    And that meant she got only 2 holes. But Akali loved the fact. Because now she knew Sona had a weakness to exploit. Just imagine! She would be the first one to get the first taste of that booty! And if the plan went well, which WOULD go well, she could get her own personal whore to receive some seed her balls didn't want to keep.  Akali's mental health changed drastically ever since she joined the League. While she was called the Fist of Shadow - an assassin who dedicated her life to protect the balance of Valoran - back at her home Ionia, now she was just a face in a crowd of heroes. Her skills were admirable, but no way close to frighten anyone here. And after several months of fighting alongside those warriors, want it or not, her mind was affected, infected. The Ninja learned one thing she thought she would never need: Pleasure in the flesh. And then again, while she was an assassin, who was good at what she did: sneaking and killing, it was all. Thus her first time was all about being a submissive virgin.  Why did she think Ashe was the right choice? Ashe was a queen, and a queen was supposed to act nobly. Oh wait, Ashe did act like a queen, and Akali, in her mind, was just a servant. Didn't see that coming. The dominant mistress played with her like a toy. A night 4 months ago, they took a bath together in Ashe's personal hot spring inside her mansion, and they disrobed in the bedroom as the night embraced Valoran. While she was still embarrasingly covering her percious spots and shuddered by the cool night air, Ashe grabbed at her shoulders and pushed her down on her knee, pointing the tip of 9 inches now-erected girlmeat at her mouth. At first, she only managed to get 4 inches in, desperately tried to find out the way to do it right, to prove that while she was not as skilled on bed as on the battlefield, she was still a fast learner. But no, she wasn't. Akali tried to figure out what she was supposed to do, but it was even worse than an amateur's work. Was that her fault? She wasn't given the choice to learn how to be a good slut, so you can't blame her. But Ashe could. Unable to feel anything, she got a bit impatient and tried to shove in some more, hungered to have the Ionian throat caressing her rod. Akali's eyes shot wide as the queen's hands moved to her head, dragging her closer to the Freljord's crotch. Two more inches managed to find their way in before the smaller girl grabbed on her mistress's thighs, preventing the throbbing cock from going any further. She gagged like crazy, unable to breath, while looking up at the dominant one with watery eyes, almost begging her to stop. Because of the tears, she did not notice how Ashe was looking at her with affectionate eyes, but it was the way one would look at their pet. Disappointed, the high Freljord let loose of her grips, and Akali dropped on the floor, coughed hard from her first barely-worthy-to-be-called blowjob. Thankfully the later part was better, as Ashe knew how to treat a virgin asshole. Not her first time doing this, Akali assumed. The Ionian lied on her back, legs lifted up to her head, and waited for the queen to apply some lotion to her sphincter. Ashe then lubricated her index finger as well. "Take a deep breath. Just relax, the lotion will do their work. Your asshole will welcome my cock soon enough", she whispered in a sultry, sensual tone, and Akali felt at ease. It had been a surprise, hearing dirty words from the throat of a queen. Well, she still did not know how low the queen could get if her ass got fucked. The finger slid inside, and the assassin felt it gliding over the bumps, then pushed on a side here and there. A short while passed with the strange feelings. "Appreciate the changes, my dear. Welcome it, enjoy it. One more finger coming up." Akali held her breath, eyes closed, and another unfamiliar object slid in, spreading the sides of her rectum. Then Ashe told her to bite down on the fingers. Slowly, the fingers, still spreaded wide in a V shape, were pulled back to the entrance, and Ashe checked how loose it got. The lotion worked wonderfully, loosening up her sphincter nicely. Akali could almost felt cool air flowing in.  And now, 3 slender, flexible fingers of the skilled archer, coated in lubricant, danced around inside. The fun starts now. Ashe had been just massaging around and purposefully avoided the prostate. Then her head came real close to Akali's crotch with her mouth spread wide, buried the whole thing to her throat, and put all the fingers to work on the real spot. Well, Akali's cock was only 6 inches, so it was not that difficult for the experienced queen. She had even pleased Sejuani's dick, which was both as thick and long as her own forearm. Still too much for Akali though. She arched her body backwards, mouth hurriedly gasped for air, as her first prosate orgasm in life approached. "Ah... ah... ah..." Her slim legs thrashed around, her ass lifted higher and her hands held down Ashe's head, as she felt her balls retracted to her crotch excitedly, ready for some hot and fresh streams of baby batter.  The queen stopped. Her mouth let go of the eager rod, refused to accept the seeds Akali was so willing to give. No, not everyone get to cum inside a queen's mouth. Her type was the strong and brutal dickgirls who could make her insides shift themselves to get more space for the hot battering ram, covered by all kind of veins, tendons and bumps as it was pounding in. And she would do anything for the pleasure, including learning to speak the dirty words which could send you to the lowest hierachy in the eyes of the aristocrats, or getting herself deepthroated by 14 inches of cockmeat which would reach her collarbone, and then she would let them pump their semen directly down her stomach, or pour it directly onto her goddess-like face and white hair, then lap it all into her mouth, wash it all over inside as if the delicious cum was a mouthwash, then savor it, swallow it with a big Gulp, and show her clean mouth with her tongue lolled out before their very eyes like a real first-rate whore, whichever way they prefered.  Clearly, the small Ionian dickgirl was not one of them.   "... What... Why...? I was so close..." Akali didn't notice it was the first time her voice was so weak.  "Sorry dear, but if you were to reach orgasm now, you won't get to feel much when i put this girlcock inside and your first time would be ruined. Now come on, we don't have all night." She made the perfect excuse and lifted the smaller girl's butt up high, Akali's weight now rested on her shoulders and neck. Lots of extra lotion was poured onto the archer's hand, she stroked her own cock with it, and let the rest drip in and on the loosened butthole. She then proceed to draw small circles on the puckhole with her cockhead, and slowly pressed her way in. Good preparations made good outcome. The tip slid in with not much resistance, though Akali's anus did have to do some stretching. They both paused and took a deep breath, as the process was tiring. While the ninja continued holding her breath and focused on relaxing her pucker, the archer held her partner's hips to keep everything in its place, then repeated a cycle: after stuffing 1 inch of her length in, she slowly pulled half an inch out. With that, the rubber band soon lost its tightness, and then as Ashe felt Akali ready to relax her backdoor again, she took the chance, grabbed the slender butt firmly and rammed the sausage in. The little helpless Ionian girl squealed, squirmed, hands gripped the bed sheet, and then a painful moan. They both looked at the place connecting them. Only 2 inches left to go. Well, now that was enough with the foreplaying. Remember, the queen wasn't a very patient person. It was time for some real action. Ashe now put one leg over the submissive no-longer-a-virgin, and with both a better angle and her weight for better gains, started with some slow but strong thrusts, pulling it halfway out and pushed back inside. Until the process became smoother, she would slightly speed up the pace. So extremely tight as if it was molding just for her size, Akali's insides gave her cockmeat the burning sensation even after all that lubing. But she had trained many sluts before. And she knew what to do with the likes of Akali. Hmm, no, this won't do. Ashe thought while keeping her eyes on the little girl. Eyes closed, she was enjoying it, all by herself. Time to show who was the one in control. Akali thought she was special, but she had to keep in mind that the only place for her is to be at the bottom, to get impaled by dicks, and meanwhile if her mouth wasn't accompanied with another dick inside, then it should be begging for sticky cum coating her bowels until her belly buldged, while drooling and eyes rolling up in the back of her head like a cheap, greedy slut. And with that thought, the frost archer got so fired up she instinctively made her favorite move: after quickly pulling out until only the head was inside, with fierce strength of a Freljord, she rammed it back inside, all the way, burying herself to the hilt, and her balls clapped with the Ionian ninja's round, muscular butt.  Akali felt like her prostate had been crushed. It hurted as hell and while Akali was well trained for pain, well enough to just let out a muffled scream instead of cursing like Ahri or letting a loud groan of agony like Karma, her butthole was not so well trained, and she knew it was something she didn't want to feel again. But what came after that was different, was it because of the lube? 3 inches more in length and 1 inch more in width of her own was filled all inside her bowels, which made her stomach bulged slightly. The insides were burning as well, and while her nerves were telling her that she needed to push that thing out, some part of her thought otherwise.  "So this is how a Ionian dickgirl's asshole feels. I know they have the tightest and hottest backdoor, but this is the first time experiencing one with a prostate in the way of my cock." While Ahri was a dickgirl and born in Ionia, she was originally a fox, so she didn't quite feel like Ionian. Not count. "Now, how does it feel to have your prostate pressed against by a cock? I assume your fancy "Ancient Order" didn't teach you about this, right? What a shame if you ask me. I can't imagine how boring a life would be if they don't know about anal sex.". If moments ago, Ashe was still trying to play nice, now she got what shee needed for a little push: her own 9 inches of cockmeat inside a dickgirl's virgin backdoor, and if Akali resisted, her prostate would beg to differ. But the poor slut doesn't have to openly admit it though! Her body and her mind could keep it between them as their little secret. In fact, she didn't care very much about the teasing stuff, like "Yes, my asshole is yours!" "I'm a slave of your cock!" "Please, i'll do anything, just give me your cum!".After all, whores are to be felt, and not heard. For her, the important part is for them to remember what they were meant to do, and that was to spread their asshole wide to give her cock an easy way in. You know, the people who know best on how to turn others to bottom bitches are bottom bitches themself. And Ashe was the best bottom bitch the world could ask for.  Akali couldn't answer the question though, her hands covered a face with drools rolling off,  blurry tears running down the cheeks blushed in shame and anger, but also by a newfound ectasy. It was different from finishing a target. In contrary, this one showed her how it felt to be weak, to be powerless, to be controlled, and it felt... kind of nice. So she just remained her position, with her member higher than her head, directly pointed its tip towards her eyes, precum leaked on her face and chest, leaving all of her to the queen's mercy. As Ashe saw her painful moment faded away, she started the thrusting again. And not for long Akali's hips moved along as well, experiencing the feeling of what was like taking a shit over and over again, only less dirty and more shameful. The satisfying sensation of being able to extract all of them out just to have them stuffed all back inside again before repeating the cycle, it felt so... so strange. Akali had seen many things over the past 10 years most people couldn't see in their whole lives, but this was in her after all this time and she only got to feel it now? The wise speech "The more you know, the less you know" made sense to her in such a twisted way.  "Fuck, this is not even close to being tight... It's like your asshole wants to bite my dick off!" Ashe groaned in her frenzied pace, but Akali didn't really listen. She was already close to being unconcious. On cloud nine as her prostate got rubbed rapidly, there was nothing of an assassin in her now, but just a cheap whore driven mad by cocks. Her eyes rolled around aimlessly, her visions went vivid. Mouth fell open with a blissful and joyously tormented expression, she gasped and moaned, her body convulsed, fingers dug deep into the sheets like she could tear it in two as she rushed down the road to her first anal orgasm.  "Ugh... ah... ah... Ahhhhh!" Akali came, her cock erupted the first load, strings of semen went directly into her open mouth, and she had a taste of her own milky cockjuice for the first time. It tasted bitter, salty, and tasted like sex. Some went straight into her throat and she instinctively had to swallow it with a bit choking. The next streams laid on her face, which were so gooey and thick that they just sticked onto her skin, making her face a mess as she fainted. Well, for someone as experienced in training whores as the queen of Freljord, while this happened sooner than she had anticipated, this situation was expected. And planned. So Ashe reached her hand to the table next to their bed, her slender fingers grabbed the stick dipped in a glass of liquid. Even though Akali already passed out, her cock was still hard after the intense orgasm. So the archer grabbed it with one hand, and the other one carefully slid the stick with uneven bumps inside. Had the ninja not been unconcious, she wouldn't have been able to put this in the little girl's urethra without some resistance. Now it was all the way inside and still had enough length to pull out, but of course Akali wouldn't get to do that. Her cock wouldn't even be able to cum or to get limp either. After half an hour later, Akali slowly came to, but not in an comfortable way though, as Ashe grew bored of waiting, and started slamming her still aching and rock hard dick inside. Still dazed after a too short rest, her eyes moved around to see everything around her still stayed the same as before, but her body said something else. Her arms were both put behind her back and she couldn't move it at all... And her cock... Was there something in her urethra!? Her eyes went straight from blurry to shot wide, as she noticed what was wrong. "What the hell is this!? Why is there a stick in my cock!?" Above her, Ashe smirked indifferently with sultry eyes. Her firm breasts hanged down. "Finally awake, i see. Shall we continue the fun now?" as the queen turned her around, now to doggystyle, her dick hanged below with both the erection and from the stick inside its length. Ashe grabbed her bound arms and continued what she was doing. "I spent a whole lot of work stretching this ashhole for you, and you repaid your Queen by cumming before her? Bad sluts need to be punished! This thing will remind you that you can't cum until i say so!" With every bits of liberty taken from her, the weak and powerless Ionian assassin's thoughts were all focused on her crotch. She felt like her lungs were being pushed and her insides desperately tried to shift themselves to get more space for the dominant Freljord's incredible fuckstick, which felt even bigger now. And so was her own girldick, with her prostate getting stimulated by extreme pressure and the urethra stick inserted gave her an extra feeling of fullness; which led all the veins on it almost exploded with the blood packed inside.  Akali had ejacuated before, so she had some more time to hold her sexual desire while trying to wait for Ashe to cum first. However, that small advantage was still far from enough to defeat the veteran, as the ninja could feel the urge to wet the bed sheets. While the seal inside her cock was doing a far better job than her mind with suppressing the hot liquid inside, the way it did was too agonizing for her fragile genitals to bear, as cum bubbled up inside with the urge to release.  Even though Ashe was an expert, she still had her limit. And with a virgin hole coiling around, gripping and milking her shecock, it was too much to hold back. And there was no reason to hold back, actually. Everything was going just as planned. And she slammed in even harder and faster, their ballsack collied so hard they created so loud and erotic sound, echoed into the large room. As Freljord was a tribe far up to the North, her ballsack was hairy and as fat as two apples with dark, thick skin covered to keep them warm. And another was only a third of that size at best, shaved carefully, with a fair complexion. That ball smacking was torment to Akali's testicles, as they were swelled with semen, and only tortured Akali more as she tried to hold her painful moans down her throat. Little did she know that those muffled sounds really helped, made her queen even more aroused, and Ashe threw her head back, eyes to the ceiling, teeth gritted in a mad grin. She was in control the whole time, but now she needed more to make the perfect ejacuation. Her grip on Akali's arms got even tighter as she adjusted the pace so the upcoming streams of thick, gooey and clumpy seeds could shoot as far as to the guts, which would stay there for days and make it difficult for Akali to put her head in the business out there.  "Oh... oh... Ohhhh!!" Ashe came, the meaty dick blasted one after another stream of gushing hot and creamy load into the Ionian's bottom part of her digestive system. With the strong sprays, Akali could felt each spurt distinctly, coating her insides and her visions white with baby-batter. Thank God there wasn't enough to come out her mouth, otherwise she would have to rethink about digestive system being a one-way road. "Fucking hell... So... So good!!". Ashe commented with ragged breath, let loose of her grip and Akali fell facedown to a pillow below while their crotch. Which made it difficult to breath, but she too had one hell of a muted orgasm, so she could barely move, instead just inhaled some air the soft surface below barely got to offer. As she felt the slowly softening dick got pulled out and then Ashe laid down for a short rest behind, hardly any liquid found their way out, other than one string dripped as the stranger in her asshole escaped. And when she carefully collapsed to her side so as to rest her knees and not to accidentally hurt her still inserted dick, only some semen leaked out, leaving a small stain below her round butt. But as she could tell, this wasn't even half of what she felt getting their way inside her. And Akali frowned at the thought. But no crying over spilled dick milk now. There was still another... aching issue. As the denied urge to ejacuate passed by, her crotch was less painful now. Still far from being comfortable though. After waiting for a while without seeing any sign of going to help her from the large woman, who was visibly content after releasing her pent up lust, stroking her half-limp member, Akali lifted her head up. "If you aren't going to remove this thing for me, then at least untie me!"  "I didn't say you could cum after me. I said you could only cum if i said so. And that's when i'm truly satisfied. And let me tell you, you gotta do far better than this, or i'm afraid it could take a few more hours!"  Akali's face grimaced at the news. She realized this was gonna be the hardest night she ever had, even harder than that night of her first assassination. At least that night, she still had been the one in control of her body. Now it looked like the only part she could use was her clenched up pucker. Even though the night air ouside was pretty cold, their bedroom got warmed with the ragged breaths and the intense orgasm built up by both the dickgirls inside, which left their bodies sweating. Ashe, the dominant queen, now stood on the floor next to her bed, grabbed the knees of her submissive servant, plunged her throbbing erection and made a mess inside. Meanwhile, the one below was having a hard time trying to keep control over her body and will just for one purpose: make the queen cum. And for that, she desperately synchronized her hips' pace with the queen's punching to her lungs, and tightened her pucker as much as she could, even though that meant more of the sharp pain from dry friction and when the cockmeat inside her got dragged out, she felt as if her sphincters were going to be turned inside-out along with it. Which added more grieve for the thobbing cock outlined with veins stuffed to fullness by a stick with bumps stretching her urethra, and the balls swelled with bubbling creamy cum begging for a chance to escape.  "Oh, yes! That's the spirit! Show me what you can offer!"  Well, it's strange to find out how much people can get motivated to do better just by a compliment. Akali felt herself renewed, and concentrated more on it. But there was nothing else she could think to do. Well, not by action, to be exact. Maybe begging the queen would help. But her mind struggled at that thought. It meant submiting to Ashe. If she did that, there would be no way back. Yes. It would be with her for the rest of her life. No running away from something which stays in your head. But is it really that bad? Imagine. The queen would give her plenty of- No! I would never do something so degrading! I was chosen to be the Fist of Shadow from hundreds! And thus there was only one last choice. Finally stopped holding her voice, Akali let out loud and long groans as she felt inches sliding in and out, massaging her overly sensitive prostate, panted and drooled as her pucker expanded in radius to greedily accept the girth as it went in, and squeezed ever so tightly when it went out.  The mirror behind her back reflected her soft, delicious buns jiggled with each thrust, and between them were two smaller legs than her own spreaded wide, shaked, squirmed, kicked around; feet straightened and the toes convulsed with intense. The room was filled with a sweet symphony of moaning and groaning, gasping and cursing. Most of the cursing part was from Ashe though, as Akali was too focused on the objective of making her queen feel good, but some time now and thn she would spout out those words as well. And the Freljord smiled satisfiedly at the development. Yes... That's more like it... Now even this slut's O-ring and innards feel like living things, hungrily milking my butter! Very well... Akali knew it was coming, as the 9 inches of cockmeat inside throbbed even more, the thrusting became more rapid, and hasty breaths... They would cum together! The excitement made her legs wrapped Ashe's waist, just as the queen released her grip to move to the bottom bitch's crotch, one hand grabbed on the modest breast to keep the body in place, and the other one lifted the stick with care, quickly pulled it all the way until only half of it was inside... before mercilessly shoved it back deep inside, earning a shriek of agony from the dry throat, as it also shoved all the cum rising up back to where they belonged, swirling and struggling inside the small but swelled testicles. And then, feeling her own orgasm approached, her dick would twitch and extract girl butter inside just like the first time, only less in amount and no thrusting while cumming this time as Akali's legs already gripped her so tightly and she still remembered to pull the stick all the way out, freeing her little servant from her long denied ejacuation. "You did a great job for a disobedient whore. Here, take your reward." Akali unconciously spoke her mind out loud "Thank.. kyahhh!!" before erupting. Did the archer hear that? Maybe. Maybe not. Because the last thing she saw was the head of her queen arched back, eyes shut tight, her mouth open in exquisite ectasy. But who cared anyway? Certainly not Akali, because she was still in her orgasmic anguish, her tongue dragged out, eyes rolled to the back of her skull completely, while her own lot was firing up high and then landed on her breasts, her face, her hair, everywhere, with each load so thick of sperms she could clearly feel them coursing in her stretched urethra before taking their fresh breath outside. After something like the sixth , her orgasm finally died down, but she could still see her miserable member convulsing non-stop with semen leaking out from the glans on to her stomach, with all the muscle fibers oulined as the result of the first intense and relentless dry prostate stimulation of her life. With that, they were both spent and ready to call it a night.  Akali, before collapsing without even asking her not-quite-equal partner to untie her hands, the last thought remained in her conciousness was questioning herself: Did she manage to hold her urge in after all this time because she wanted to prove that she wouldn't lose to some erotic torture, or was it because she didn't want Ashe, her Mistress get unpleasant? Maybe it was none of the above. Perhaps because it just... felt... so good... Ashe, finally satisfied, felt the sleepiness taking over herself too. With her slowly getting flaccid meatstick still inside, she fixed her messy white hair after a wild anal fuck. Held the small dirty Ionian dickwhore in her arms, with delicate fingers carressed the muscular but slender figure, a bit contrary to her own, which was meaty and covered with a layer of fat. But hey, for the Freljords, or at least someone who spent their life living in the cold of the North, that was only natural. Took one last look at the slut's innocent sleeping face, she remembered what kind of stupid, blissfully tortured expression Akali made while both enjoying being the bottom bitch she was and resisting the eager to scream like a banshee as she wetted the bed sheets. Maybe i should keep her around. For a so called protector of equilibrium, her face looks so damn funny. She closed her eyes with that last thought and enjoyed her well-earned rest. *** And then, the morning after that night... Remembering it almost made her cock hurt with erection as all the blood gathered in it. That very morning, much to her malcontent, Akali had learned to accept that there was a cheap slut in her. And all the endeavor to resist last night became her regret, for not enjoying herself to the max. Yes, that scene was still so clear and fresh in her mind. After a night of agonizing ectasy, the lower half of her body ached and tired as hell, and she could have slept for the half of that day. But no, she still had to tend her queen's morningwood. Still half-unconcious, she felt being lifted up, her knees at the same level with her head. Well, she was trained to be extremely flexible, so it was no difficulty even if she was sleeping. But why did she have to be in this shameful position? Something long inside her intestines already answered that question. Ashe was behind her, grabbing her legs up high. On those huge and warm boobs like a pair of well stuffed pillows her back rested, somewhat comforted her. If yesterday, Ashe's cock was so hot and big, it was as hard as a steel rod this morning. Most of the cum dried out, and that left her insides burning. It felt like a smithy down there. But she doubted it was her sphincter that were reshaping the rod. Actually it was the opposite, the rod was forging her insides, and maybe her mind as well. With each thrust, a part of her pride faded away, as she knew nothing could replace this feeling of being at another girldick's mercy. With each thrust, her body thrashed around, her eyes dazed, her stupid grin spreaded wider and- *Ding*... *Ding*... *Ding*...

Chapter 1 - The Perfect Birthday Gift

"N-Nothing to, Ngh, report yet, Ma'am!" The ANBU ninja says while looking off the side of the building. Behind her, the fourth Hokage, Kushina Uzumaki, slams her cock into her plump yet also toned rear. "Perfect. Ngh! Keep up the good work." Kushina responds, biting her lower lip as her hands dig deeper into the ANBU agent's hips. Making sure she stays exactly where she needs to be as she continues to thrust her thick cock into her quivering wet folds. Her long purple hair sticking to her sweaty body. Despite wearing the standard issue mask that ANBU members received, the moans and grunts that left the ninja's lips as she was fucked from behind more than betrayed her expressionless face as she was pulled back and forth, looking over the side of the building. "Ummmm, Ngh, M-Ma'-Ma'am? Ms. Kushin-A?" The ANBU ninja tries to speak up. Her voice nearly reaching the ears of the people down below. "Yes? Ngh! What is it this time?" Kushina responds, her cock flexing while deep inside the ANBU agent. "Ngh! Isn't it, Ngh, M-Ms. T-Tayuya's birthday?" Causing the fourth Hokage to pause. Making the ninja think that they were done before, she soon finds herself mistaken as both her legs are picked up by the woman behind her before being forced into a full nelson. "Ngh, it is. Seems we'll have to finish this up sooner rather than later." Kushina comments before slowly lining up the head of her cock with the ANBU agent's rear hole. Causing the ANBU ninja in question to take in a sharp breath of air through gritted teeth as she soon began to feel pressure start to build up against her back entrance. ANBU unit members were trained to face any situation and respond with the highest amounts of strength possible. But whenever it came to the Hokage's cock wanting to venture somewhere, nothing could get in its way. And the ANBU ninja's asshole was no different as with little to no effort, Kushina manages to fit herself inside with one powerful thrust. Spearing her cock deep into the ANBU member's asshole before beginning to thrust her cock deep inside with repeated jabs that sent the entirety of her cock deep inside the ninja. Working her hips into a steady yet powerful pattern, the fourth Hokage's balls slap against the ANBU ninja's aroused clit and the tuft of purple hair above it as Kushina holds little to nothing back in fucking the ninja in her arms with her thick and powerful cock. Almost instantly, the ANBU agent's body is rocked to orgasm, causing her pussy to let out a spray of juice off the side of the building and down onto the people below on the street. Confusing some, while others had a generally good idea of what was going on above. After a while, Kushina finally works herself up to orgasm and begins to fill the ANBU agent's asshole with a thick and powerful volley of cum that shoots directly out of her thick cock and deep into the ninja. Causing the ANBU ninja to let out one last orgasm that shakes her trained body down to its core. Leaving her an exhausted mess. Pulling her cock out of the spent ninja in her arms, Kushina quickly drops the warrior to the ground with no sort of regard for her well-being, luckily not to the ground below. After a few moments, her cock then disappears in a sudden puff of smoke. Revealing the Hokage's glistening pussy. While henges had a wide variety of practical and sometimes unusable uses, Kushina couldn't help but have a special place in her heart for the cock one. A henge she would really have to find a better name for. ---- Despite their noticeable differences, mainly in personality, Tayuya was still Kushina's daughter. So she wasn't exactly happy with herself that she had forgotten such a significant day. Let alone such an important day in her strong-headed daughter's life. But, alas, that was the curse that came with being Hokage. All work and no play. While she had been afforded certain luxuries some could only dream of, Kushina still had a duty to ensure the prosperity of Konaha. And has been for the past 16 or so years. She could still remember the time before she came to power, the nine-tails attack, the death of her husband, and the 3rd Hokage. The economic downfall that practically sank everybody into the ground. All before, Kushina took up the reigns as the Hokage and made one simple decision that changed everything for the better. And as she turned a corner, she was able to see her efforts hard at work with the slave market looking lively as ever. It had been a controversial decision, to say the least, with Konaha practically falling into a civil war. But, after a few strategic changes in certain councils on Kushina's part, things soon began to turn her way for the better. "Don't you dare touch me! Let me go, now!" A loud familiar female voice booms out through the crowd. As a result, quickly reminding Kushina of the descent that still existed under her power. Despite the generous benefits, Kushina's reign happily provided. Turning, Kushina quickly identified the voice belonging to none other than Tenten. A girl who had such potential, so much so that she had managed to attract the attention of Kushina herself, only to throw it away after throwing out slanderous claims regarding corruption within Kushina's ranks. Something so unbelievable and a crime worthy enough to have had her rank and status as a ninja completely stripped from her. It wasn't until Tenten was discovered as being a member of a resistance aiming to undermine Kushina's reign as Hokage that the punishment of enslavement seemed suitable for her. And as Kushina saw her, she watched as she was dragged along by Anko, wearing only the usual tattered slave uniform. Something that barely covered her body to the extent that she was almost naked. "Shut up! I'll fill that mouth soon enough!" Anko shouts back to her prisoner as she drags her along, a rather large thick bulge in her pants as she continues to walk. Earning a few noticeable fearful and angry glances from the other slaves around before their attentions were turned back toward their own situations. "Anko!" Kushina shouts out, approaching the ninja, whose lustful scowl morphs into a joyful grin the moment she sees who's calling out to her. "Ms. Kushina, what a pleasure to see you out and about." Anko graciously bows to the Hokage. Who more than happily takes the honor. "It's nice to see you too, and with such a wonderful-looking new addition at that." Kushina remarks, reaching out a hand to cup Tenten's chin, who only tears her face away from her grip. As a result, Anko harshly yanks the chain connected to the collar fastened around Tenten's neck downward, causing the slave to collapse down to her knees before the Hokage. "I apologize, Ms. Kushina. It seems I will have to put her through her paces so that she understands her new place." Anko apologizes. "See that you do. I'd hate to have her broken so soon." Kushina says, crouching down to come face to face with Anko, who only glares up at her. "In any case," Kushina resumes, standing back to full height. "Perhaps you would be able to help me with something." "Anything, Ms. Kushina." Anko dutifully remarks. Loyalty to the Hokage always proved bountiful to those who served under her. "It's Tayuya's birthday today. And I find myself unable to decide what to get for her." Kushina admits, looking slightly sheepish. "Why not a slave?" Anko offers, intriguing the Hokage. "From what I have heard, she's proven herself responsible enough to have one of her own." "Hmmmm.... That might not be a bad idea." Kushina says. It would be a good way for the Hokage to make it up to her daughter for using up their previous slave, Hana Inuzuka. A woman Kushina knew her daughter was spying on for quite some time. It'd also be a great way to continue the Uzumaki bloodline without having to go through the 'joy' of childbirth. "If you want, there's a discount auction house that has plenty of high-quality merchandise to choose from." Anko offers. Loyal as ever. "Thank you, Anko. I might just have to take you up on that." Kushina smiles before departing from her friend and her new slave. ---- Anko wasn't lying when she said it was a discount auction house. As she approached the building, she noticed how it was all practically falling apart. And yet, as individuals departed from the place, they all seemed to truly have the highest quality slaves Kushina had seen in a long time. Perhaps some investment would prove beneficial later down the line. Walking through the front doors, Kushina was greeted by a veritable cornucopia of slaves of all different shapes and sizes. Looking around, Kushina saw rebels, warriors, politicians, and even women from distant lands all up for sale. To put it very bluntly, the Hokage was impressed as she looked around the fine large yet also slightly dirty establishment. Looking around and pondering what slave she was going to purchase for her daughter, Kushina stops in her tracks as a pair of hands grasp her ankles. "Please! You have to help me!" A desperate female voice asks something Kushina soon recognizes as belonging to none other than a very much pregnant Kurenai Yuhi. A once proud and powerful ninja reduced to squabbling inside a cage that barely came up to the own Hokage's waist. "You have to get me out of here! I'll do whatever you want! The ninja words trail off as she continues to desperately plead with the woman she was clutching onto, her face pressed up against Kushina's legs. Blocking her from seeing that she was currently pleading with the woman who put her in that position in the first. Both due to the law she passed as Hokage and as a result of her sentencing her to slavery after finding that she was also part of the resistance meant to go up against her. Smiling almost cruelly, Kushina crouches down and rests a gentle hand across Kurenai's head. Soothing her, if ever so slightly, as the woman sobbed into her legs. "There there, I'm sure you'll find a gentle master so enough, slave." Kushina whispers calmly, quickly causing Kurenai's sobs to stop as she turns up to face the cruel fourth Hokage. For a minute, Kurenai's tear-filled eyes stopped, taking a moment to register who they were looking at. Before they both suddenly fill with the deepest rage imaginable as Kurenai attempts to launch herself up to attack the Hokage. "You cruel, sick monster!" Kurenai roars out in anguish that had remained trapped inside her ever since she was first enslaved. Only to be bought back down to her knees as the chain connected to the collar around her neck goes taught, and she collapses to the ground. "Oh! You dirty naughty girl!" An older woman, presumably Kurenai, curses as she approaches the slave with a wooden stick and begins to whip her. Not hard enough to really hurt her, but just enough to leave a series of red marks across her body as the once fierce ninja cries out in pain and agony. Then, after disciplining Kurenai, the older woman turns back to Kushina. "I apologize, Ma'am. She has taken to her training slower than most at the moment." "Oh, no worries. It happens." Kushina smiles before turning away and making her way back through the crowd of people. "Gugh! Let go of me, you disgusting old perv!" A familiar voice causes Kushina to turn toward it and see none other than Temari. A slave collar snapped around her neck as the chain attached to it was held by an older gentleman. His round thick belly and the erection underneath it poked out from his kimono and rubbing against the side of Temari's thigh as the older man groped at the blonde's breasts. "Oh, don't say such dirty things until we get home, Temari-Chan!" The man moans into her before resuming kissing her. Making Kushina happy in the process at the fact that even the older generation is able to find love nowadays thanks to her. Continuing to walk around. Even though the selection and quality of slaves were impressive, nobody seemed to grab the Hokage's eye. Sure, they might all fit the function that a slave provides. A personal servant and an exclusive fuck hole. But for her daughter, Tayuya, she wanted to give her something special. Perhaps another slave house would have what she was looking for. There were plenty in the area, but would she be able to find one? "M-Ms. Kushina?" A trembling voice from one of the slave cages calls out, causing the fourth Hokage to turn and look and see who it is. It took her a minute to realize, but after a short amount of time, after getting a better look at her. Kushina couldn't mistake her for anybody other than Mikoto Uchiha. An old babysitter for Tayuya and someone who led a coup with her husband against Kushina herself. "Ms. Uchiha." Kushina smiles as she turns to fully face the slave. Looking at her, Kushina saw that she was wearing the usual slave regalia of a collar and loin cloth. She also saw how her breasts had been altered to be f cups. A usual tactic by slavers to entice potential buyers. "I'd say that I'm surprised to see you here, but after what you and your husband did, nothing less than where you currently stand would shock me." "Y-Yes, Ms. Kushina. I'm so sorry for what I did to you and for the insult I levied against you and your immense power by attempting to overthrow you." Mikoto pleads, pressing her face into the hard metal bars. "B-But, under your great kindness, I beg of you...." Mikoto falls to her knees before the fourth Hokage. "Save me from this place." The once powerful ninja begs, tears falling from her eyes as she looks up at Kushina. "Hmmmm, that is a rather large proposition. Perhaps the reason I came here wasn't to purchase a new slave but maybe to sample the sweet pleasures of this fine establishment." Kushina says, playing with the desperate woman despite having already made her decision the moment she laid her eyes on her. "P-Please! Ms. Kushina! Under the view of your great mercy, spare me the fate of those who stay too long within this place." Mikoto begs. As the ex- ninja's voice falls into a series of heavy sobbing, Kushina figures she has played with the girl long enough as she reaches through the bars and pats her on the head. "Shhhh, it's alright, Ms. Uchiha. I won't let you rot in this place a moment longer." Kushina comforts her. If the Hokage still had her cock, she knew she would be hard as a rock at that very moment as Mikoto turned her big eyes up to look at Kushina. "R-Really? You aren't going to leave me here?" Mikoto's words trail off. Even though she had been previously desperate for some sort of release from the slave house, the fact that someone was going to purchase her like some sort of item still weighed heavily on her mind. "Of course not! I see you serving a very prominent use in the near future." Kushina smiles, her words doing little to quell the growing Mikoto was feeling. She knew, due to her past actions, that she was probably on the lowest rung of people Kushina actually cared about. And the fact that Kushina herself had such an interest in her didn't do her any favors in making her not as nervous. But nevertheless, if the key to escaping that place was by going with Kushina, then Mikoto knew she couldn't exactly be picky. "Here, I'll talk to the clerk to see how much you cost." Kushina says before walking off, her words attracting the attention of the other slaves in the cage alongside the nervous yet also deeply relieved Mikoto. "W-Wait a minute!" "M-Ms. Kushina!" "Hold on a s-second!" "Mistress, p-please!" The slaves within the cage begin to shout out as Kushina makes her way over to the teller. Their frantic words only causing her sinister smile to deepen even more as she continued to walk, along with deepening her almost seemingly bottomless arousal as she continued to walk. "My pussy is so tight, Ms. Kushina!" "I'm tight as a virgin!" "I'll let you fuck me however you want!" "I'll eat your ass!" "Feel my fat tits, and you'll see how much better I am than her!" "That saggy bitch has been here for months!" "She's probably as loose as they come!" "I'll fuck you much better than she ever could!" "I've never been fucked before, Ms. Kushina!" "I'll deepthroat your fat cock without even gagging!" Kushina was having the time of her life as she walked. She was a woman who loved to be praised, but this was just silly with how they all practically tried to shove their fat tits through the bars for her to feel. Which, ironically enough, was attracting the attention of the other goers within the building as everyone turned to see the slaves who were desperately putting themselves out for the fourth Hokage. The teller, who had first seemed annoyed by the commotion being caused by his slaves, soon began to welcome their cries for attention once he was how many people were turning to look at his section of the building. Although, once he saw the Hokage approach him, his form quickly stiffened as a stream of sweat began to build across his forehead. "Ah! Ms. Kushina! What a welcome sight to see you come by my humble store. I trust you've seen something that has interested you?" The teller asks nervously, trying to come off as polite as possible to one of, if not the most powerful person in Kohona, both in her standing due to her job and due to the immense quality of the abilities that she held. "Indeed I have. I believe her name is Mikoto Uchiha?" Kushina remarks, playing slightly dumb as to her relationship with Mikoto. "Hmmmm.... Give me one moment, please." The teller remarks before turning to pull a large book out from under his stand and flop it open. Flipping through the pages, he takes a moment to find the name. "Ah ha! Mikoto Uchiha, slave number 005348! I'll send for her right away!" The teller announces before turning to his bodyguard beside him and giving her a subtle nod before turning back toward Kushina. "Just allow my associate to retrieve her." The teller laughs nervously as the bodyguard steps into the large cage and begins to make her way through the crowd of slaves, still desperate to be bought by Kushina. Then, after grabbing Mikoto, she begins to pull her out of the writhing mass of slaves before eventually depositing her before both Kushina and the teller. "Wonderful! Now, about the price." Kushina starts as she begins to pull out a fair amount of ryo. "No need, Ms. Kushina." The teller stops her, holding up a hand. "What you have done for this nation has more than provided enough payment." "Now, now. While I might've bought along a golden age of prosperity for all, I do believe it's important for me to obey the same rules as everyone else when it comes to things like this. So, treat me like you would treat me like any other customer of yours." For a moment, the teller seems unsure of whether or not he should go along with this. But after a moment, he finally relents. "Well, alright then. Fair enough." The teller says as he turns to face Mikoto before eventually turning back toward Kushina. "The usual going rate for a slave like this would usually be around 100,000 ryo." The teller explains, unsure of the price when it came to bargaining with the fourth Hokage of all people. Taking a moment to think, Kushina looks back and forth between the teller and Mikoto, who herself seems slightly broken at the fact that she was being bartered like she was an item up for auction. But, at the very least, she was grateful she would hopefully be out of the slave house soon enough and forced to stay under the graces of Kushina. "Would 50,000 work for you?" Kushina asks, raising an eyebrow toward the teller. "50,000? Well, it wasn't exactly easy to grab this one after the coup against you." The teller says, still sounding nervous as he talks. Thinking again, Kushina looks at Mikoto and her current form. "Hmmmm, how about 60,000?" Kushina raises the price. Still, the teller doesn't look entirely satisfied. "Would 80,000 work for you?" The teller changes the deal. For a quick second, it seems like Kushina is going to go along with the deal. "How fair would 75,000 hopefully be?" After taking a moment to go over the new price, the teller lets out a sigh. "Sounds fair enough to me." The teller aqueous' before handing a few papers over to Kushina. "Alright, she's all yours. Thank you for your purchase!" The teller says before turning to face the other slaves. "Perhaps, would you be open to purchasing another? They all seem more than eager to be under your services." The teller goes on to say, gesturing over toward the crowd of slaves and how they all still beg for Kushina's attention and her ability to get them out of there. "That's quite alright for me. This one is all that I'm looking for." Kushina says as she reaches over and a hand and grabs hold of Mikoto's rear, squeezing it tightly as Mikoto herself takes in a sharp breath of air through gritted teeth, obviously less than comfortable with what was going on. "Besides, I'm sure they will fit perfectly within public use and academy spaces." Kushina explains before departing alongside Mikoto. Only stopping to turn toward the cage of slaves. "Oh, girls, please don't offer yourselves up so freely. There wasn't a chance I was going to buy second-hand goods from this place." Kushina says calmly yet also coldly before finally departing with her new purchase. The once desperate cries to be purchased from the slaves only turning into pitiful sobs and angry shouts as the Hokage leaves. Once the doors close behind them, Kushina glances over toward Mikoto and seemingly notices something. "What are you doing still wearing that?" Kushina asks before reaching over to tear off her slave's loincloth, exposing her bare pussy for the world to see and causing Mikoto to let out a cry of shock and embarrassment. Looking down, Kushina notices the rather thick bush that was Mikoto's pubic region. "Hmmmm, seems we'll have to get you shaved as well." Kushina mutters, reaching out and grabbing the bundle of hair out in public and softly pulling on it. Not hard enough to rip it out, but just firm enough to make the intense humiliation Mikoto was feeling even worse. Even though nudity was a common thing to see within Konaha, the embarrassment Mikoto felt was still horrifying to no end, rather than having nobody pay attention to Mikoto. Everybody couldn't seem to keep their eyes off her. Not due to the fact that she was naked but due to who she was standing next to. The fourth Hokage herself in all her glory. "Well, shall we go home, then?" Kushina flashes a smile over toward Mikoto. It had been an eventful day for the Hokage. But luckily, she had managed to find the perfect slave for her daughter's birthday, and she couldn't wait to show Tayuya her new toy once she bought her home. Such things made the life of a mother worth living. ---- It had been a quiet journey home. Mikoto hadn't really felt to be in the mood for small talk. While Kushina just smiled happily at what she had. Soon enough, the two finally reach the one and only Hokage mansion. A veritable fortress of strength showing off the power of Kushina's reign over Kohana. And a place that Mikoto thought she would've returned to when it was burning to the ground. Only now, she was returning as a slave. But not just any slave, Kushina's slave. Making their way into the house, Mikoto couldn't help but feel her heartbeat in her chest as she looked around. Not much had changed besides a few pieces of furniture here and there. It almost seemed like the mansion had been waiting for her to return ever since she first left. The feeling alone caused a shiver to travel up Mikoto's spine as Kushina forced her into a large living room that Mikoto herself recognized almost immediately as one of the places she used to tutor Tayuya. A part of her mourned for the fact that she hadn't taken the girl with her when she first left. But the coup she was planning against Kushina was going to be a brutal one. And she couldn't have any part of her mind left to worry about the safety of the daughter of the fourth Hokage. Stirring her from her thoughts, however, the sound of footsteps approaching the room that they were in attracted Mikoto's attention as she turned to face the sliding door. Seeing the silhouette of a female figure approach before it ultimately opens and reveals some random woman. "You honor us by returning home, Ms. Kushina." The woman says before bowing deeply. Making Mikoto wonder how long it had been before she was mentally broken by Kushina. "How could I not when it's such a special day?" Kushina responds, causing the woman's face to light up. "Shall I go inform Ms. Tayuya of your return?" The woman asks, practically bouncing in place as her large breasts also jiggle with every movement she makes. Helping Mikoto to see one of the reasons why Kushina kept her around. "I hope that you would." Kushina smiles before reaching over an arm to pull Mikoto in closer to her. "I'm eager for her to see what I've bought home." Kushina explains before the woman quickly darts back into the house, off to fetch Tayuya. While this day hadn't gone exactly how Mikoto had planned, the fact that she was about to be presented to Tayuya could pose a good opportunity for her. But that didn't stop the worry from creeping into her mind at the fact that it had been years since she last took care of Tayuya. If she could play her cards right, however, she might be able to garner some sort of sympathy from the Hokage's child just enough to have her let her go. It would just all come down to her knowing what to say and what to do to help gain her freedom and independence for her life. Continuing to wait for what felt like ages, footsteps finally began to be heard approaching the door to the living room. Then, as the door opens, Kushina and Mikoto turn to see the woman from before and Tayuya. Much to the former's delight as she quickly hops to her feet and runs over to her daughter. "My most wonderful daughter." Kushina says happily as she pulls Tayuya. "Happy birthday!" Kushina announces before turning to allow her daughter to fully see Mikoto. "Look at what I have gotten you!" For a moment that felt like ages, both Tayuya and Mikoto stare at each other. They both looked vastly different from the last time they met but yet looked so familiar. Tayuya had grown up so much from her younger years. Prospering into a strong yet also careful young woman. While to Tayuya, she could easily recognize her old babysitter. But looking at her now, it was strange to see her so.... desperate looking. Coming up behind her daughter and wrapping an arm around her shoulder, Kushina pulls Tayuya in close. "Since you're coming into that proper age, I figured you'd be ready to face the responsibility of having a slave all of your own." Kushina says, eagerly waiting to see how her daughter responds to the gift she had just given her. But rather than letting Tayuya say anything, Mikoto quickly rushes forward and kneels before the young yet also fierce ninja. "T-Tayuya U-Uzumaki! You have to help me!" Mikoto desperately begs. She herself thought she would've been able to bide her time to wait until she could approach Tayuya in private to help gain the proper assistance for her release, but after everything she had gone through, working for Kushina and her disgusting reign of terror, attempting a coup against the fourth Hokage, only to have that coup fail, followed up by her enslavement, and even the training. Mikoto was absolutely unable to hold herself together as she clutched at Tayuya's kimono, continuing to beg and whimper for release from the servitude she now found herself in. "I don't.... I don't know what to say...." Tayuya's words fail her, giving Mikoto some sort of hope that her words are gaining some sort of purchase with the daughter of the Hokage. If everything went well, perhaps, she might be able to get out of all of this. "Thank you so much." Tayuya finally manages to say, dashing any hopes Mikoto might've had left of appealing to the young redhead. On the other hand, Kushina lets out a cheerful squeal of delight as she hops in place. Happy that her daughter had taken to love the gift that she had gotten her. "I'm so happy to hear you say that!" Kushina says before pulling in her daughter to give her a kiss on the cheek. "There were so many slaves that I could've chosen from, but I knew, deep down, that this one would be the perfect one for my wonderful daughter." Reaching out and grabbing Mikoto by the face, Tayuya pulls her in for a forceful kiss. Her tongue attempting to make its way deeper into Mikoto's mouth while Mikoto herself struggles to try and get away. Firstly for the fact that she was less than interested in kissing someone like Tayuya, and secondly, for the fact that she wasn't even into girls in the first place. After a vicious struggle, however, Mikoto finally manages to shove Tayuya and Kushina away before quickly attempting to steady herself. "You bitch!" Mikoto shouts out in pure and total rage as she lunges forward toward the mother-and-daughter duo. For a moment, it seems like she's actually going to hurt them before a subtle glow emanates from her slave collar before a sudden electrical current shock knocks her to the ground. The pain alone caused by it prevents any further movement from the once proud ninja as she claws at the piece of metal around her neck. "Seems she'll have to undergo further training." Kushina comments, looking down at Mikoto in disappointment. "She seemed so obedient when I first picked her up from the market." Kushina goes on to say, tilting her head to the side as she continues to look down at Mikoto's form. "I can handle it." Tayuya smiles as she crouches down toward Mikoto. "She's my new responsibility, after all." Tayuya grins menacingly down at her new toy. Who only responds with a defiant glare of her own aimed back toward the daughter. Not giving up just yet, Mikoto, through the pain of the collar, attempts to get away, only for the electrical current to increase to the point that she is left completely and totally immobile. Leaving her in a humiliating situation of struggling to even move while Tayuya moved in on her, getting herself more than ready to enjoy the fruits of the new gift she had been granted. "Getting ready to enjoy your slave so soon? You should've told me how eager you were for one of your own sooner." Kushina comments slyly as Tayuya takes up a position behind Mikoto's form, groping and grabbing at the thick and tender flesh that is being presented before her. "I've had my eyes on this piece of ass for a long time now. Something I'm sure you're more than aware of, Mother." Tayuya responds as she reaches down to her kimono and begins to fish out her thick cock. Being the first and seemingly only born female with a cock had come with its fair share of benefits, one of which being the massive size Tayuya had been granted with as she began to line up the head of her thick cock with the entrance to Mikoto's almost glistening pussy. One of the abilities the slave collars had besides disciplining unruly slaves was how they always made sure the slave's pussy was always wet and ready to enter. Something useful for Tayuya as she finished lining herself up with Mikoto's cunny. After taking just a few more moments to steady herself from the aroused excitement she was feeling, Tayuya rears back her hips and then plunges them forward, spearing her cock deep within Mikoto's pussy. Causing the former of the two to let out a pleasured moan while the latter can't help but let out a shrill scream. The sudden intrusion almost instantly knocking the wind out of her lungs as she's lurched forward. Tayuya's eyes go wide as her grip around Mikoto's waist suddenly tightens. "Oh fuck! Better than I could've ever imagined!" The daughter of the fourth Hokage moans. The sensation of her first pussy surprising her, but she nevertheless finds the same passion anybody else would have in her position. Albeit slowly as she tries to maneuver and find what pleases her the most. A process that starts off slow but slowly begins to pick up once she begins to find her right rhythm. A process that quickly begins to process of shaping Mikoto's insides to match the shape of her cock as the redhead's thick full balls clapped against her aroused clit, only adding to the pained pleasurable humiliation that Mikoto was feeling as she was fucked by someone whom she used to babysit and even care for deeply. It was all so overwhelming. Mikoto had gained some semblance of hope when she had first been purchased by Kushina, but now she found herself in an almost worst position than before as she was brutally fucked over and over again by Kushina's own daughter as some sort of birthday gift. While for someone like Tayuya, the sensation of her first pussy was nearly intoxicating, she knew that she would get a slave of her own eventually. But she had never expected it to feel the way it did now. The tight, warmness of a pussy meant to be fucked. It was all nearly excessively much to handle for someone as inexperienced in the world of pleasure such as herself. But with enough practice, Tayuya was sure that she would get the hang of things. And Mikoto would be able to be with her while she goes through the entire journey. "How does she feel?" Kushina asks from the side. Her cheeks were painted a soft shade of red from the show that her daughter was putting out toward her as she fucked her new sex slave. A wave of pride as a mother passes through her also as she sees how far her daughter has come as a newly formed ninja of the Uzumaki order. "She's perfect!" Tayuya manages to say in between heavy moans as she doesn't let up a single bit while slamming her hips up against Mikoto's. Who herself still continues to try and escape the treatment she was receiving by struggling to move. Only to have it all ultimately be pointless as she's left to lay there helplessly as she's continually fucked by Tayuya's large thick cock. Mikoto couldn't even believe such a massive thing could exist, let alone have it attached to a human being of all things. But from the way that Tayuya was fucking her, the enslaved ninja knew this was far from natural as the younger woman easily dominated every single part of her body, leaving her a panting and exhausted mess trapped on the floor. No words could even be formed in her mouth as she struggled to even keep her mind intact from the ruthless fucking she was receiving. Her large and thick rear clapped up against Tayuya's toned own. Leading the daughter of the fourth Hokage to reach down underneath and begin to grope and grab at her large full breasts. "I knew you had some fat tits Ms. Mikoto, but I never knew they were ever capable of becoming this big!" Tayuya moans out before biting down on Mikoto's shoulder, not hard enough to break skin but hard enough to cause more electric pleasure to course through her body as she's fucked by Tayuya. This was all honestly becoming the best birthday that she could've hoped to get. She had honestly thought that her mother had forgotten about her birthday, but now, she was doing something she always wanted to do ever since she first met Mikoto. Continuing to paw at Mikoto's breasts, feeling the tender flesh between her fingers, Tayuya begins to harshly pinch and pull at her slave's nipples, causing said woman's moans to reach a higher pitch than ever before. Something that the two ninjas in the room enjoyed deeply and almost practically evilly. Kushina wasn't expecting to enjoy the show as much as she was. The sight of Tayuya fucking her own old babysitter soon began to send pleasure coursing through her body, all eventually leading to her groin. Looking down and seeing how distracted her daughter was, a thought then began to form within the Hokage's mind. "I wonder...." Kushina mutters as she begins to undo her kimono. Eventually leading to her taking a seat on a nearby couch to watch what was going on. On the other hand, Tayuya was in her own world. Not even noticing as her mother fully stripped herself naked before bringing a shaking hand down to touch herself to the sight of her continuing to brutally fuck Mikoto. The tight, warmness of her slave's pussy was keeping her well distracted as she squeezed her hands harder around Mikoto's plump breasts, feeling every single part of them as she groped and felt them up. If this was going to be her first time, then Tayuya wanted to make sure she got the entire experience. Lurching back and forth, Mikoto's gaze found itself drifting up toward the couch in front of her. Only to see the horrifying sight of Kushina fingering her own pussy. A lust-addled grin plastered across her smug face as she finger fucked herself to her brutal and relentless rape. A part of Mikoto, deep down, believed that this all had to be a nightmare. Some sick dream where she would then wake up next to her husband in bed, and she would eventually forget about all of this. But no matter how hard she wished, Kushina wouldn't be leaving her current reality anytime soon. Not if Kushina and now Tayuya had anything to say about it as they both got off to her endless misery. "Keep fucking her pussy! Just like that, honey!" Kushina moans as she begins to speed up her fingering. Practically reaching a blitzing speed at some point as her fingers worked themselves in and out of her soaking-wet crotch. Worst of all was how Tayuya seemed to do just that, her hips speeding up even more than before as she slammed her thick cock into Mikoto's entrance. Taking what felt like literal hours throughout the day to finally reach her peak speed, overwhelming Mikoto's well fucked brain in the process as she was unable to keep up with the brutal pace Tayuya was throwing against her now well fucked frame. "I-I'm about to cum!" Tayuya moans out as her cock flexes inside Mikoto's pussy. She had masturbated before, but this was all new to her. But in that split second, Mikoto's warrior instincts manage to kick in for just a second as she then readies her hips to buck back against Tayuya's and push her off. But just as she pulls her hips forward, a firm foot presses itself against her head and slams her face against the floor. Knocking Mikoto's mind into a daze as she looks up to see Kushina standing above her, smiling sinisterly as a strand of her fluids oozes out of her pussy and lands directly down onto Mikoto's fierce yet also very much horrified face. Feeling one last burst of defiance course through her, Mikoto's flash red with that oh-so-familiar symbol. But any threatening glare the ninja could've managed was soon overtaken with fear as she saw Kushina's already evil smile grow more sinister as she crouched down next to her. "Fight it, deny it. I don't give a fuck what you do. This is ultimately what your meant for. Just like the other slaves. A piece of meat to fuck and play with until you are all used up. And then, when all is said and done, you'll be tossed to the side with the rest of them." Kushina whispers into Mikoto's ear, her words punctuated by the sensation of having Tayuya begin to fill her pussy with cum. Something that also causes Mikoto to cum as her crotch sprays out a heavy orgasm that ends up leaving her in an almost emotionally numb state. The only thing she could feel was nothing but the pure hatred she had for the world she found herself in. "Not bad.... For the first time." Tayuya pants as she pulls her cock out of Mikoto's pussy, spraying one last burst of seed across her back. "I'm so happy to hear that!" Kushina squeals happily as she pulls her daughter in for a hug. "I wanted to make this the best birthday possible for you." Kushina cooes, all the while practically holding her daughter's face into her chest. "So I guess in that case." Tayuya says, her voice slightly muffled by her mother's breasts as she slowly manages to pull away. "Could I ask for one more thing?" Tayuya asks, making both Kushina and Mikoto wonder what she might want now. But unlike the dread Mikoto was feeling, Kushina only smiles happily. "Of course. And what would that be?" After taking a moment to compose herself, Tayuya turns her gaze toward her mother. "A kiss from you." Tayuya responds slightly nervously. Something understandable when it came to such a strange request like that, especially in regards to asking your own mother such a thing. But instead of responding as anybody would, Kushina's motherly smile only grows wider as she places a hand on her daughter's cheek. "How could I say no to a request like that?" Kushina asked before pulling in her daughter for a deep and intimate kiss, much to Mikoto's own disgust as she was forced to stare at what was happening above as Kushina's foot continued to press her face into the floor. The tounges of both mother and daughter soon swirled together intimately. Savoring the other's taste as if they were close lovers and not actually related. But eventually, the kiss is soon broken up as Tayuya's hand makes its way down to her mother's rear. Causing Kushina to slap it away in a playful manner, making the both of them laugh. "Don't get cheeky now. You still have a brand new toy to play with." Kushina comments with a sly yet also seductive smile. "Oh yes, I do have one, don't I?" Tayuya says as she turns to look down at Mikoto. Her cock already hardening. ---- A part of Tayuya wished she could ask her mother to move her training plaza closer to home. But no matter how hard she wanted it to happen, deep down, the daughter of the fourth Hokage knew that it wouldn't really be worth it. The thought still did amuse her as she pondered it, finally walking up toward the front doors to her home. After that recent training session, she was feeling fairly pent up, and she knew exactly who could really help her with something like that. "I'm home!" Tayuya shouts out as she walks through the door. Only to be greeted by one of the many slaves they had around the house. "Welcome home. How was your training?" The slave asks joyfully, seemingly happy to be in Tayuya's presence. Her long red hair moving across her pale skin. Reminding Tayuya of how her mother had broken the one who had previously held the position of the slave before her. She even had the same kind of red hair. "It wasn't anything crazy. Is my mom around?" Tayuya asks, kicking off her shoes before making her way to walk through the house. "I believe she's in the living room. But she did she didn't want to be disturbed for any reason when she's relaxing-" "Sounds cool." Tayuya dismisses the slave before making her way over toward the area of the house she had mentioned. Stopping right outside the door, Tayuya heard slight murmurings inside. Then without a moment's notice, slides the door open. "I'm back...." Tayuya's words trail off as she sees her mother lying across the couch, naked as Mikoto's head was tucked in between her legs, licking her pussy as best as she can before turning to look at Tayuya with her same, almost empty eyes. At the same time, her large pregnant belly hung beneath her, along with her plump breasts. Staring at each other for a few moments, a smirk begins to grow itself across Kushina's features as she crosses her legs around Mikoto's head, forcing her face back over her crotch. "How was your training?" Kushina asks, acting like nothing out of the ordinary was happening. "Nothing I couldn't really handle...." Tayuya responds with a slight chuckle before she begins to take off her kimono. "Room for one more?" ---- Howdy Doody! Here's an anonymous commission for you to feast your eyes upon. If you wish and find yourself able to financially, feel free to contact me at [email protected]. If you find yourself so inclined to do so. I'll leave it up to you!~

Chapter 3 - Peace Of Mind

I sincerely apologize to anyone expecting this chapter to be released in the last week. There was a storm passing by where i live.  --- Only two days had passed, and yet Fortune was already blending in pretty well. There she was, hugging one of Syndra's legs and sucked on the shaved nutsack while Soraka was next to her, enthusiasticly making out with Syndra's asshole, both of them letting out such erotic slurps and moans. And above the two beloved bitches, Syndra was impregnating Ahri’s tiny cock from behind. Breeding them in the same old position was getting repetitive, and there was always room for a change. It looked quite like a doggy anal - Ahri’s cock had been bent backwards so Syndra could go balls deep into the fuckedtool from behind, smacking her groin on that juicy, jiggling fat balls of an ass and the unfortunate testicles that got in the way. Every time her nuts got smashed on, Ahri cried out and drooled profusely. It made her feel that she actually came a bit with each time her inferior testicles got squeezed like a pair of ripe oranges. A satisfied *slurp* left Soraka’s mouth as she stopped burying her face deep between Syndra’s asscheek, the taste still strong and fresh on her tongue before she swallowed it all greedily. She had been switching between sniffing and licking that place for quite a while, craving to get anything of the superior Star Guardian into her. To have a part of Syndra in her. Even if that might only be a tiny little bit... of body waste, it would be more than she could ask for. Syndra was the definition of perfection. Just by being in her presence could bring Soraka to sob in joy. She purposefully did not allow herself to get enough air, just so her lungs could be filled with more asshole gas. It smelled so sweet... and so was the taste. Was it the taste of love, Soraka thought in her sex drunken haze. Her tongue was quite long in fact, roughly about 9 inches, more than twice the length of a human’s. No one knew about it since Soraka rarely opened her mouth, let alone wide enough for them to see what kind of an exquisite tool of slimy wet muscles she possessed. She had never wanted this, but now changed her mind after finding a use for it. Her tongue was strong. Like an earthworm digging a hole into the dirt, the tip of her tongue stiffened and pushed into Syndra’s perfect O-ring shape of a crinkled hole. There she made her way in, brushing left and right in the tight tunnel, guiding herself with the sense of touch alone. Her excitement grew greater and her heart pounded harder with each throb of approval from Syndra’s sphincter muscles, as if Syndra was intentionally doing that to pull more of her tongue in... and she was more than happy to comply. It was always a pleasure to be in the goddess’s service...  A bright idea popped up in her head. She twisted her tongue, gave it a spiral shape, and inch by inch she continued to pry the wet, warm flesh walls apart.  Syndra purred in her excited breath, “Oh yes, give me more, my dear. Ravish my hole.” and those words made Soraka trippled the effort. Indeed, the idea was brilliant. With a curled tongue, she was able to touch Syndra in more places at the same time, which meant more to taste and to feel. And for Syndra, the pleasure just multiplied. At first she could only feel each separate parts of Soraka’s tongue brushing up inside her – the rough surface on top, the firm edges, and the slimy, tender underside. But now that everything was mixed up, it was impossible to tell which was which. Hell, she didn’t even know exactly what was going on inside her shitpipe either – Soraka had turned it into one singular erogenous gland. They were not her prostate, but the ecstasy they gave her was equal. And that led to the question: if the passage alone give this much pleasure, then what sort of exquisite pleasure awaited her love button? She was going to find out, as finally the tongue tip reached the best part. Even though Soraka could not see and she couldn’t really feel the part well enough, the shudder from Syndra was a dead giveaway. With utmost quickness and precision, she started bushing on it hard with all the different parts of her tongue rotationally. More flavors had infiltrated the receptors on her tongue, stimulating her body to excrete more spit, making it much easier for her to wreck havoc. Even faintly, Soraka realized she managed to take Syndra’s breath away now and then with her tricks. She had absolute control over her tongue, being able to move and feel every part of the flexible muscles. She ground down, slapped, drilled, fingered the cute little thing without mercy. There were times when she was gentle and times when she was violent, but the most important was that there was not a single moment Syndra’s brain was allowed to rest. “Fuck me with your tongue~” More and more lust was being built up in them. Syndra fucked harder and harder, literally pulverizing Ahri’s prostate. Her asshole contracted wildly in excitement, the movements harmonized perfectly with Soraka’s tongue raping her. She was close to the edge. In the meantime, Fortune had been smearing all of her throatslop over the tender, smooth ball, full of delicious Starchild’s jizz, waiting to impregnate Ahri. It was so fat that even pressing her tongue on the underside would cause it to shift and squish. Beautiful. Perfect. Just like everything else about Syndra, perhaps with the help of more than just a few tweaks by her “self-body modification” ability. Very long and silky hair that reached her knees. It made people feel that someone who could keep such long hair flawless must knew how to handle things. A face neither young or old, without a slightest wrinkle and always accompanied with a faintly arrogant smile, implied that never once had this woman not got what she wanted. Above her flat belly with just enough of tender meat were a pair of enhanced tits that were obviously a bit oversized for her slender frame, their shapes and elasticity were both between real breasts and fake ones: teardrop and sphere, soft and firm. Her nipples were fairly big but they went well with the size of her boobs, and Fortune couldn’t help but wondering what would happen if she sucked on them. Syndra’s ass was in no way small, but Fortune did not understand why not bigger. The reason was that Syndra wanted to have most of the goodness on the front, so people could admire pretty much all of her godlike beauty when they knelt before her. Her legs were long and more slender at the bottom, making her walk look graceful and mesmerizing. Her skin was a healthy white, almost-shiny like porcelain which once again let her admirers know how well she took care of herself. As if she was immune from any impurity existed in this world. And that meant... they knew how high she was above them all. But none of them was what made Fortune did what she was doing now. Syndra’s body had no smell except for her groin. And Fortune understood its purpose: to enslave. Syndra had a very strong smell, a mixture of body odor, sweat, combined with the stink of cum, and something else she couldn’t quite put her finger on (which was the smell of the larval Voidborns’ waste). All dripped and dried on the surface of her testicles. Of course naturally that was impossible, but it was what Syndra wanted to happen, so it did. In conclusion, a disgusting reek – that would have been what Fortune called, but unfortunately it was impossible not to press her face on the cock, the fat nutsack, take a deep breath and get high from the intoxicating, hypnotizing musk with blown-out eyes momentarily. It was the top notch quality drug, and she was an addict. Fortune tried to get one of them in her mouth to taste all the deliciousness at once, but was irritated upon realizing it was too big. So instead she smeared as much of her saliva on the balls as possible to dissolve the mixture, and moved her left hand away from Syndra’s inner thigh – feeling her fingers brushed on the smooth, pulpy flesh had been nice – to gently stroke and knead the full-of-cum balloons to soak it with her drool. So big. So soft. Finally she dug in, kept her head low enough to catch every spill, as her tongue circled around and let the liquid drip into her open, needy mouth. Not unlike the smell, she found the flavor foul too, but immediately covered her lips, not allowing her gag reflex to vomit what took her so much effort to achieve. Beads of tear were squeezed out of her eyelids as she swallowed with discomfort. “Urgh...” she gurgled, eyes dazed, nostrils flared, her mind reeling. Bitter. Sour. Salty. Mixed with some unknown chemicals that was destructive for her nervous system. Yet somehow irresistible. She needed more. She must have more. And so she returned to work the other one. All the while her right hand was always glued to her own cock, relentlessly jerking herself off. She felt so horny. Always so horny. As horny as a teenage boy who hasn’t fapped for a week but is forced to watch his crush stripping right in front of him. And imagine feeling like that in very damn second, without being able to relieve yourself through an ejacuation. Pure torment. No matter how hard she fapped, no orgasm would hit her, and nothing would ever come out. She was smart enough to understand why: Syndra had modified her to become an efficient and obedient breeder. She had to fap to stimulate her testicles to produce more food for the Voidborns. She couldn’t reach climax so she wouldn’t ejacuate the food. And she would only cum by giving birth to more Voidborns. The first orgasm she had that day right before cumming dozens of babies was also the last natural release of her life. Her body could no longer produce any sperm, or reach an orgasm by itself – even though Syndra didn’t outright tell her, she could guess the muscles and nerves responsible for that task in her body had been permanently corrupted. She was completely sterile. She knew that from now on, she would have to rely on the larvas aggressively crawling out of her to give herself a simulated climax. All she could do was to scratch that itch as hard as she could to gain just a little bit of satisfaction until Syndra killed it for her. But only temporarily.  The thought made her tremble in fear, realizing that Syndra was in absolute control over her body. And to be honest, she was not certain how much of her original personality remained. Was she still herself, to give in so easily? It's not like she was okay with it, even with her state right now. She really, badly wanted to defy Syndra, but she just wondered... What is the purpose, to fight a war you already know that you can't win? I stand no chance against her. And now that i see with my own eyes how easily she breaks down other Guardians, i can't bring myself to hope that we can end the Void's invasion either. We are too weak. How can we hope to defeat them if we can’t even defeat one of our own? Fortune mentally wept, realizing how futile everything was. Everything she had gone through, everything she had done... All were meaningless. Futile. And so she simply came to conclude that, if there was nothing she could do about the situation, then the best thing to do was to stop thinking and play along. And when a chance presented itself, she would strike back. Or at least run away. Probably. Even about that she wasn't sure. How could she be, when her mouth watered at the sight of Syndra’s ripe and delicious cumtanks? And when she looked at that cock, even in its original form – only a third of her own length, she felt the need to swallow it from base to head. Well, if it wasn't being used on Ahri right now. "Yesssssss!! Crush my dick! Crush my balls! Crush my prostate! Shatter me!!" Both the sluts could tell that Syndra was close to her release. Her nuts twitched hard and her asshole contracted wildly, preparing to flood the inferior testicles once again. Soraka grinned knowing that it was time. She stiffened her tongue and twisted it into the form of a drill, then pulled it out in one go. Syndra screamed "Ahhhh!" in both surprise and arousal, feeling her warm, soaked bowels being assaulted by fresh air. Her balls retracted in Fortune's hand like throbbing hearts, before Soraka rammed the whole 9 inches length back in again, literally tonguefucking Syndra in the ass, tipped her way over the edge. She breathed through her gritted teeth, hilted and extracted all of her filthy spunk into Ahri’s nutsack.  Fortune watched in disbelief how Syndra's cumtanks did not shrink, but instead twitched as torrents of cum were pumped out only to be immediately replaced with ten trillions fresh sperms from the factories, making her sack looked like it was ready to go again, and in fact, it was ready. As the kitsune’s balls were creampied, she screamed gibberish, and her body grew slack as she was dropped on her back. Her balls grew 2 inches in girth, still visibly sloshing with fresh cum from the sudden fall, jiggled left and right until they finally squished down and slightly flattened on the ground by the sheer amount of thick, mud-like fucksludge. She breathed with her whole body - breasts, belly, gaped cock, bloated nuts, and even her asshole, all of them contorted hastily.  "Oh yesss, that was so nice, Soraka." Syndra then turned her eyes at Fortune, who was already cautiously staring at her while sucking on the leftover with her already sloppy mouth. "Hmm, and i'm glad you already started to behave like a good slut. Hey, save some for me. You too, Soraka." She giggled, then turned around and returned to her throne from a few steps away. She sat comfortably and looked down on her breeders. It filled her heart with pride to see them simply too weak from their arousal to stand up and walk properly like an intelligent being. Soraka made an example, held the load in her mouth and crawled on all fours. Her horsecock was dragged along, leaving behind watery trails of precum. It also turned out that the thing which caught Fortune's eyes was not her swaying butt, but her huge ridiculously huge ballsack. A pair of watermelons, the skin was dark, leather-like, and yet see saw the creatures swimming beneath poking outwards with their limbs and jaws. After being left long enough to absorb the nutrients, they grew and took their own distinct forms: wings, carapaces, claws. It was getting a little crammed in there for all of them, and they impatiently crawled on the thick walls trying to get out like chickens trying to break their egg shells. Fortune followed and caught up with Soraka, they knelt before the throne and reached for Syndra, who stooped and grabbed their heads by the hair and pushed their lips together. Fortune and Soraka whined weakly, regretfully savored the taste one last time. They smeared each other wet with their own spit and then parted their lips. Tongues met tongues, the whores passed their flavored bubbling juice to Syndra and let their Mistress decide what to do. Smiling, Syndra withdrew her tongue and rolled the solution in her mouth, staring at their insatiable sluts. But much to her servant's surprise, she pushed the two together and spilled everything on their connected tongues, then leaned back on her throne once again and watched them mouthfight to see who would get more. Soon lips and tongues were not enough and then there were hands grabbing hold of each other in the most debased, sloppy and messy kiss ever. In the end Fortune was the victor as the person who had more raw strength. She pushed two whole fingers into Soraka's mouth, greedily tried to get anything out. She was rewarded by a thick string of throatslop, and immediately put it into her mouth. "Hey!", Soraka giggled, "You're such a bully!" and laughed, taking the very same fingers that had invaded her mouth back inside. She sucked on them and opened her mouth to let Fortune see her tongue coiling around like a snake. Startled, the redhead withdrew her hand, and was rewarded by another childish laughter by the horned Star Guardian. That was fun! "I love you girls so much." Syndra chuckled, and Soraka turned back at her, eagerly waiting to be commanded. Syndra guided Soraka down to her nutsack, and she didn't waste a second to take her long tongue out. The young girl's happy face warmed Fortune's cold heart, and she smiled innocently. She had never seen Soraka like this. It had been rare to see a real smile on her face, let alone laughing like that. But at the same time she was sad, knowing it was not the same Soraka she had know anymore. And what about Ahri? "Uhm... Syndra?" Fortune watched the former leader of her team lying there, panting like the stupid bitch she was. “May i... may i ask you a question?” “Oh my dear Sarah, spare me the reverity.” Syndra smiled warmly as she looked at Fortune who knelt below and ran her fingers in the bright red hair. “I don’t wanna be your feared Mistress or anything like that. Just think of me as your friend! And yes, ask me anything you want.” The words, the gestures, they left Fortune dumbfounded. It felt as if the more she learned about Syndra, the less she understood what kind of a person Syndra was exactly. At first she had nothing but despise and disdain, but now she was confused. As if to Syndra, they weren’t just mere tools. Fortune would have called this situation a Stockholm Syndrome case, had she known what that meant. She swallowed hard. "How did Ahri become like this? Why does she look so..." "... Degraded?" Syndra lifted her face closer, whispered to her. "I gave her the same treatment you had. It just seems that the side effect hit her too hard." "Side effect...? You... mentioned that before. Just... what is it?" "To our world, the Void is quite a realm of insanity. And as you already know, all Voidborns have an insatiable hunger. They want to devour everything. That characteristic is strong, even when they are nothing but eggs and sperms. So i took advantage of that. Bent them so that when they get into your body, you will get some of that madness as well. It leaves a void in your heart, corrupts your mind. The hunger you already possess grows stronger than ever. Try to recall, Sarah. There must have been a moment when you lost control over yourself, right?” Syndra’s words commanded Fortune to rummage through her memories. I took 8 Voideggs and fapped before being teleported to this place... does that really count as losing control? Wait, no... the first Voidegg i took was way before that... And she remembered. “... this time i don't feel empty. I feel full of courage and vigor. And also power. A lot of power. Ahhhh, so i can be this strong. I look at my hands and i see the possibilities of what i can do. What i am going to do. Oh, it feels so good, i start to laugh uncontrollably from seeing the truth. Who needs the other Guardians, when i can take matters into my own hands? I intended to give some to Ahri and the rest of the team, but why should i? Such resources will only be wasted on them. To them, Star Guardian is only a role-playing game. They are naive. Irresponsible. Ignorant. Power belongs only to those who know how to use it!” “Oh God...” Fortune gasped. “No need to be ashamed. It’s not like Soraka and Ahri fared any better than you.” “Soraka...” Fortune felt sorry for the poor girl. She believed that she deserved this. The genuinely kind, innocent girl sure as hell didn’t. “What... what kind of emptiness did she have?” “I think you can already guess. Above all else, she wanted to be loved. Other than being timid, she felt lost. A stranger, always out of place. Can’t really blame her. No kind of sentient beings in the universe has a dick like that. She couldn’t really blend in anywhere because she felt that she was just trying to fool herself and everyone around her. It’s sad, if you ask me.” “And... did you satisfy her hunger? Sincerely...?” “Well, believe me or not, i sure did. Though only for a short while. Because no matter what kind of hunger you have, the Voidegg would simply convert it to lust. That would be the most convenient way for me to take care of you all.” “So that’s why i feel like this...?” Being made into a slut by some Voideggs was quite disheartening, but... Fortune felt like it was the right punishment for her foolishness and naivety. This shame fitted her, and she had to accept it. “Then... what about Ahri? I can’t really think of anything she wanted more than sex... Or could it be it? “That’s right. She wanted sex even before the Voideggs made her want sex.”  “Huh. What a whore.” She snickered, expressing her disgust for the former leader. “Is that so? Aha ha...” Syndra glared into her eyes. “My dear Sarah, always full of prejudice. Perhaps you think you are the only one who knows pain simply because you watched your friends die, and everyone else is shallow? A piece of advice: at least try to know others before judging them.” “What...? What do you mean? What are you not telling me?” “The truth is that... Ahri knows how loss feels too. Ah, maybe “knew” is the more precise word. She was the last one in her old Star Guardian team, and no, that wasn’t my doing. And unlike us, she had never made a single step away from that day. Forever trapped, haunted by the past.  Then she came to me, asking for an advice. I told her that she just needed to have some, well, ‘fun’. And as i expected, it was never enough for her. She relentlessly searched for new ways for sex to feel better, to last longer, and also afraid of losing her new comrades, that’s why she often delayed our plans. So of course, when i told her that she could feel twice as good by using this ‘drug’, she didn’t even waste a second to take it. We both got what we wanted, you see. I got a breeder and she got rid of her grief.” “You... you took advantage of her weakness?” “Yes i did. You may call me cruel, but i'm pretty sure i can do far worse than that. But to be honest, i think i saved her. See, now pleasure is the only thing that exists in her mind. No more sadness. No more pain. No more worries. For the weak, ignorance is bliss.” “Then... why are my sufferings still here? Am i not just another weakling?” “I have to admit that i didn’t have any use for your mind. Just like them, you broke easily. But don’t you think it’s strange? Or haven’t you noticed that you can still feel the conflict in your heart? I can see it pretty clear in your beautiful eyes. Had everything gone the way i wanted, right now you would have kept sucking my dick instead of asking those questions, just like Soraka. And that - is fascinating. But you know what? Let me give you an option. Make your choice: stay this way, keep your sanity and let the torment go on; or embrace your lust. Of course, letting you go is totally out of the question. And this is your only chance. I won’t allow you to change your mind later.” “... W-Why so...?” “Well, i’ve been bored out of my mind for a while. You are the only one here whom i can have some chat with, and it would be quite a hassle for me to let you give up your mind after making you my acquaintance. And don’t worry, i promise not to do anything worse to you, and i will always tell you the truth. So, what do you say?” “Uhm... can i... think about it for a while?” “I don't expect an answer immediately anyway. Now, how about something else for a change? I wish we can get to know each other a little better, so how about you let me give your cute butt some attention?” “Uhm...” It’s not like there is any merit in saying no. So... “Please... fuck me good.” “With pleasure.” Syndra’s eye glowed as the three of them levitated and moved back to the throne behind. “Turn around. Let me look at that sexy backside of yours.” and Fortune obeyed. Following her guidance, the redhead held onto the throne’s armrests while Syndra pulled her close, hands and tongue started exploring every inch on her well trained body while the Starlight objects handled the fucking and Soraka pleasured both their nuts. Sarah Fortune was an exquisite delicacy for Syndra to savour. A back with plenty of muscles that formed impressive curves. Syndra's tongue ran on her nape, licked and sucked on the mildly salty sweat. Her sensitive ear was nibbled filled with sultry breaths. Her breasts, smaller than Syndra’s but in a perfect size to be groped with one hand, were gently and passionately kneaded. Fortune couldn’t hold her moans in even before she took the whole length. Even in her natural state, saying Syndra was well endowed down there is just putting it lightly, but it wasn’t what you would call a monstercock either. Long story short, her dick was perfect for her. And it would be more than enough for Fortune’s inexperienced rosebud. There was no need for Syndra to push on her lungs with a 15 inches dick in their first-time cuddle, for skills were more than enough to drive the redhead crazy. Unconciously Fortune reached out to press Syndra’s head on her shoulder, urging the dark haired woman to suckle her more. “Ahhh~ Mhmmm~~” She closed her eyes and bit on her lip the moment Syndra did with her neck, and it ended with another “Ahh” when Syndra gave it a long lick up to her cheek. Oh God, how is she so good? As if she knows about every single switch in my body!  Slowly Fortune’s mind ascended higher and higher as pleasure – like an astute army – assaulted all of her weak points relentlessly. They broke all of her inhibitions, regressing her into a wild animal, allowing her to care only for the moment and forget about all else: it felt amazing.  Bit by bit they melted in pleasure. Two bodies but minds blending together, they sensed each other’s unsated thirst. Fortune turned her head around for Syndra to grab her and force her to fit another wet tongue in her mouth and they madly wrestled, trading spit. Syndra wrapped a hand around Fortune’s prick to jerk the redhead off, making her body wriggle by hitting her prostate and reaching the base of her cock at the same time. Still, Syndra was the one in control. She didn’t have to look at Fortune’s hands hard gripping on the armrests to know how crazy the ride was, and she had been edging for a while. But of course, the moment heaven would embrace them both wouldn’t come any sooner no matter how hard they fucked, but would depend on how long until the eggs hatched. They wriggled and shifted in the bloated testicles, somehow more eager and lively today, probably sensing the joy in their mother’s heart and their father’s delight.  “Cum with me.” – was what they both said. Syndra smiled, and awkwardly Fortune smiled back, and it was only natural that they felt like having another deep kiss. She locked Fortune’s face in place with both hands as she devoured the redhead’s tasty lust, and Fortune realized that Syndra’s eyes were closed this time. And following Syndra, she did the same. She hadn’t fully realized, but at that moment, there was no malice left in either of them.  Fortune felt three bursts of bliss inside her: one in her bowels and two in her nuts. She screamed, feeling air being pushed out of her throat. The unfamiliar but pleasant warm wetness that splashed onto the flesh walls of her guts triggered the hardest boner she ever got, the blast adding extra force for her testicles to push all the larvas out. With all those little things being squeezed out of her tight urethra so quickly, she felt twice the amount of pleasure frying her brain. So many. So forceful. So violent. So amazing. Syndra only got one hand but Soraka already joined the fray, providing another pair of tightly-wrapped rubber hand to jerk the redhead off at full throttle. “Shit! Shiiiiit! They are turning my cock inside out! So goooood!!” Fortune growled like an animal, losing her balance. Syndra let her rest on pillowy titflesh as her spine arched backwards, her hips bucking, as if trying to drain all the torrents out as hard as possible through the help of inertia. So as to feel the thick liquid and the sharp limbs of her children swarming out of her, brushing on the walls of her tender cockpussy, so fast. Her eyes rolled up and she saw stars. Colorful stars. So wonderful. Even after the release, her cock twitched feebly still, leaking watery precum for a solid 10 seconds, which Soraka happily opened her mouth and let it drip into her waiting throat. "It looks as if you had an enuresis." Syndra giggled, satisfied with the result. She wouldn't be bored for a reaaaaaally long while~ When Fortune was sobber again, there were two things on her mind: her answer, and something odd in her cock. Her body leaned on Syndra's but their heads were next to each other, both rested on the throne's splat. Too close. Just turn to Syndra and they could taste the breaths. She waited until her breathing was normal again and asked... "Syndra... i think there is still..." "I know. It was my intention. Jinx! Come here." Syndra called for the twintails. Immediately the skinny girl threw down the nearly-motionless girl who had been enduring her rampage and rushed to the throne. The face of a pure maniac. Eyes wide open and a big ass grin. “What? What? What? Oh, are you going to introduce me to your new girlfriend here? I would have given a fuck, but only Lux is allowed to have them! Too baaaad!” “I’m giving you what you asked for.” Syndra frowned, obviously couldn’t wait to get this shit over with. “A baby. That finishes our deal, right?”  “Heh, pretty sure i asked for a spaceship full of rockets, but fiiiine. I’ll take it.”  “Put your dick in here. Also, keep your trap shut. I command, and you obey.” “Ew, that’s gros- Oopsie!” She made a ‘my lips are sealed’ sign, and then pushed her hard cock in Fortune’s soft, gaping hole. It went in without much resistance given how wet it was already. Jinx shuddered from the foreign feeling. Inch by inch it slid down and made Fortune whine softly, unsatisfied because the thing was too small to give her the extreme fullness Syndra always did. Finally all of her 6 inches sank balls deep inside, still not even close to half of Fortune’s length. Syndra reached out to gently massage on the base with one hand and masturbate for Fortune with the other. The small little life within her which lied somewhere inside near the base sensed the encouragement and started moving. It had been commanded by Syndra to stay behind with a different task from its brothers and sisters already prepared. It was a ‘special’ one too, like the Kha’Zixs she gave birth to on her first day – slightly bigger than her thumb. The Voidborn with the most developed hands, it was born for digging and crawling swiftly underground, and thus it wasted no time to start running on the tender flesh with its clawed fingers. “Oww” Fortune groaned, being a bit too dry and sensitive down there. Syndra helped by smooching on her ear, massaged her with lips and tongue. And soon enough, the larva reached the entrance. Even though what lied at the end of the tunnel was not light, but just a smaller, tighter one, the baby crawled forward still simply because Syndra had telepathically urged it to. A long body with several small legs – resembling a shrimp, the Rek’Sai pushed the urethra apart and dove in. It was in its nature to like being covered. And in this state, it swam fast. Claws dug into flesh, it pushed itself forward, in no time found a fork. It turned left randomly, and finally rested in Jinx’s right testicle. Not knowing that it was the smaller one. And that it was going to live in that cramped place until it matured... Jinx moaned sadistically, welcoming it. She felt pain, much greater than the amount Fortune experience, but her reaction was the exact opposite. To her, pain is the food, pleasure is just an additional spice. She could never get off if there was no pain involved – be it on her or on someone else. She could only fuck Lux because she still tasted the poor girl’s agony. When it was finished, she stroked her ball in a motherly manner, whispering to herself “I’m pregnant... Eh heh heh... make sure to give us a shitload of pain, my dear... Heh heh...”

Chapter 1 - If Simply Getting A Drink Were So Simple.

The reapers were here, no doubt about that. No matter how hard commander Jane Shepard wishes it wasn't true. "Ah, fuck... Give me another." Shepard motions over to the human bartender serving out drinks. The thumping music of the nightclub around her is only able to be drowned out by her sorrows as she grabs the next glass the bartender gives her. "Ma'am, I think you've had enough." The bartender says while she watches the hero of the galaxy down the drink. Slamming her glass down onto the bar countertop, Shepard turns to the bartender. "Who asked you, hmmmm?" She sneers at the bartender before going on to say, "Just get me another drink, alright?" Still glaring at the woman behind the counter. For a moment, the bartender looks reluctant to serve the hero of humanity but eventually relents with a sigh before pouring another glass for Shepard. Who soon snatches up the drink and downs it with little to no issue, even while being as intoxicated as she was. "Who the fuck does she think she is? Does she even know who I am?" Shepard ponders to herself before looking down at her drink. "Hey! Get me another- ah fuck!" Shepard tries to call out to the barkeep, only to collapse onto the ground. Quickly, Shepard feels various different hands of different species grab her and pull her up to her feet. "Nmmmm, fine. I'm fine." Shepard tries to wave them off while she leans forward against the bar for support. "I said, get me another fucking- oh fuck!" Shepard attempts to get the bartender's attention again, only for her legs to seemingly give out from under her. But instead of falling to the ground, Shepard finds herself falling into a pair of arms. "Gotcha!" A familiar female voice says as she grabs Shepard. "How about we get you out of here?" The voice goes on to say before she begins dragging Shepard out of the club, much to Shepard's dismay as she watches the bar slowly get farther and farther away. "I told you, I'm fine." Shepard groans, trying to pull away from whoever is dragging her from the bar. "From the looks of it and from the looks some of the people by the bar were giving you, you probably would have been far from fine after a couple more drinks." The female voice responds before helping Shepard walk down some stairs away from the bar. "Here, lay here for a second." The voice says before practically throwing Shepard onto a surprisingly soft surface. Peering up to see who her savior was in her drunken state, Shepard comes face to face with omega herself, Aria T'Loak. "A-Aria?" Shepard groans while trying to sit up on what she quickly finds to be the softest couch she has ever laid on in her life. "What are you doing?" "I saw you storm in here a couple hours ago and proceeded to get absolutely plastered. Figured you might have needed some help." Aria explains before taking a seat next to Shepard on the couch. "If there's one thing I've learned during my time on omega, drunk idiots tend to make the best marks." Scoffing, Shepard finally manages to pull herself up. "Well, thank you ms..... Omega..... But I'm going to go get another drink." Shepard stumbles over her words. Slowly, Shepard tries to stand up from the couch, only for a hand to grab her by the shoulder and quickly pull her back down. "I don't think so. While it would've been more than fun to watch you continue to get absolutely fucked on whatever they have behind the counter, I can't in good conscience let you, the hero of the alliance, make an idiot of yourself." Aria explains, keeping Shepard sitting down on the couch. No matter how hard the commander wished to continue drinking. "How... Chivalrous of you." Shepard mutters, slowly finding her eyes growing heavier and heavier. "I'll just lay here for a second, but once I sober up, I'm going back to that... Fucking bar." Shepard declares, finding her words increasingly challenging to string along. "Whatever you say, Shepard." Aria chuckles as she watches Shepard slowly drift off into a drunken slumber. For a while, Aria sits there, looking down at the unconscious commander. She was well and truly out of it. The one and only hero of the alliance passed out next to her in a drunken stupor. The sight alone was nearly adorable for the criminal. But as she felt her length grow rigid, the sight of the currently defenseless commander Shepard was beginning to become something else for the criminal leader. Reaching over, Aria starts to slowly stroke Shepard's thighs, carefully testing the waters. "Shepard? You still with me?" Aria asked, looking inquisitively while she felt her heartbeat in her chest. This wasn't her first rodeo when it came to stuff like this, but still, it was THE commander Shepard after all. After cerberus had taken over omega, Aria found herself fighting alongside the illustrious member of the alliance military. And from what she saw, she knew Shepard could more than take care of herself when it came to being in a fight. But now, here she was, plastered drunk, lying next to her, completely out for the count. Continuing to rub Shepard's leg, a part of Aria couldn't help but marvel at the human physique. Her toned legs easily filled her military uniform bottoms in all the best ways that Aria could've hoped for. Sure, for a couple credits, she could have any whore she wanted in all the galaxies out there. But Shepard always made sure to keep things professional, for the most part. Hell, Aria didn't even know if she had someone waiting for her back on the normandy. Not like she cared. Aria wasn't going to pass up an opportunity like this, not when the reapers were knocking on everyone's door. Reaching over further, Aria bought her hand closer to Shepard's inner thigh. "Mmmmnmmmnmm..." Shepard groans in her sleep. "That's right, keep dreamin', Shepard." Aria chuckles, continuing to feel up Shepard's leg. Fuck, she was attractive. Even all those years back, when Shepard was looking for that salarian doctor and that vigilante psycho, Archangel. There she was, some fresh-faced cerberus member coming to her for information. She should've taken her right then and there. But that was far in the past. Now, as she felt her member grow harder with every passing touch of Shepard's body, she had other things to look forward to. "Hey, come here for a second, Shepard." Aria says while pulling Shepard up from her lying position, causing the unconscious commander to let out another groan as she leans Shepard up against her side. Giving her ample access to all the parts of her body that she wanted. Motioning to her bodyguards, Aria paused her fondling of Shepard to watch as they stood in between what was going on between her and Shepard and the rest of the club. While she had a feeling everyone was too preoccupied with their own little games to notice what was going on, Aria still didn't want to risk the possibility of some white knight rushing in to try and stop what she was doing. After checking to make sure that her people were in place, Aria soon turned her attention back toward Shepard. "Seems it's just you and me now, huh, Shepard?" Aria chuckles, her gloved hands reaching out and pulling the commander even closer. Running one of her hands across Shepard's inner thigh, Aria bought her other hand up and across Shepard's side. Squeezing her slightly and causing the commander to groan again. "Hmmmm? You like that, Shepard?" Aria asks the unconscious human next to her. Still getting no response other than slight movement and murmurs. Reaching up and holding Shepard by the side of her face, Aria felt more excitement flow into her member as her gaze fell toward her lips. Their plumpness looked damn near tantalizing. Especially as the crime boss looked at the plump lipstick covering them. "Red, huh?" Aria thinks to herself while noting the color of Shepard's lipstick. "Dirty girl." Aria comments quietly before she's unable to hold herself back any further and brings her lips against Shepard's. It was a weird kiss, which was expected due to the fact that Shepard wasn't exactly moving her lips against Aria's the same way Aria was moving her against hers. But Aria wasn't feeling particularly picky at that moment. She still had Shepard all to herself, giving her the courage to press her lips further up against Shepard's. Going so far as to extend her tongue into Shepard's mouth, tasting the remnants of the bitter alcohol still in her mouth. "Mnmmmphm..." Shepard groans while Aria presses her mouth against hers. Not exactly sure of what was going on, but was far too plastered to do anything about it. Especially when one of Aria's hands began to trace itself down toward her crotch. Causing the commander to stir, but Aria shows no signs of stopping as she finally pulls her lips back from Shepard's, a strand of saliva still connected between their mouths. Rubbing a thumb across Shepard's glossy lips, Aria shifts her hand and grabs the commander by her short red hair. At the same time, she lowers a hand down toward her crotch and begins to unfasten the belts around her waist before her thick purple cock finally pops out, followed by her two weighty cum churning balls. Stroking herself to get her cock up to full length, Aria shifts her body so that she's leaning back in her seat with her cock sticking straight up while still holding Shepard by the back of her head. "Just make sure to keep your pretty little mouth of yours open." Aria says to the unconscious commander before slowly lowering Shepard's head toward her crotch. The moment the purple head of Aria's cock passes Shepard's lips, the criminal takes in a sharp breath of air through her teeth as her cock is enveloped in the warm, wet, soft, velvety hole that was Shepard's mouth. Something she had no issue intruding deeper into as she slid the commander's head further down her cock. "Fuck, that's good." Aria breathed, steadying herself so that she didn't lose control over what she was doing. Which was easier said than done while she felt how easily Shepard took her cock into her mouth. While the commander wasn't exactly sucking, her mouth still proved effective in pleasuring Aria. "Slrkgmmmm..." Shepard slurs around the cock in her mouth, still unaware of what is happening to her at that moment, while Aria pushes her cock further into her mouth. But despite becoming courageous in how she used Shepard's mouth, Aria was surprised to hear a lack of gagging and coughing on the commander's part. "Fuck, no gag reflex? Your a bigger slut than I thought, Shepard." Aria chuckles. Reveling in the pleasure Shepard was unwittingly giving her in her drunken stupor. Becoming increasingly bold the more she ventured through her mouth, Aria tightened her grip even harder on Shepard's hair before attempting to push her cock deeper into the commander's warm gaping maw. Quickly coming across the entrance to her throat with the head of her thick purple cock. "Hope you don't mind, Shepard." Aria says before pushing her cock into the entrance to Shepard's tight throat. It took her a minute, although the resistance from Shepard's soon gave way as Aria was able to plunge her thick purple cock directly down her throat. "Oooh, fuck!" Aria groans alongside Shepard, who, in her unconscious state, lets out a loud gag mixed with a cough. Shepard's throat quickly bore down immense pressure around Aria's cock while the criminal quickly settled herself as deep as she could possibly go. Only stopping once, she fully hilted her cock deep inside Shepard's mouth. Her grip only tightened on the commander's head, unwilling to let up the pleasure being given to her. "Nnff. Have to do this, ngh, more often." Aria groans before readying her hips. Making sure they had enough space before she suddenly thrusts up into Shepard's face, causing the commander to let out another snarled, garbled, wet gag. Only to be muffled by the music that filled the club. "Ngh. You'll get used to it soon enough." Aria pants before firmly thrusting again. At the same time, slamming Shepard's head down into her lap with each thrust. Over and over again, Aria fucks Shepard's mouth, listening to the sounds that came out of her garbled maw while her thick purple cock repeatedly penetrated it. Bouncing deep into the back of her throat with each powerful thrust that Aria was able to deal into her mouth. It was all so immensely satisfying. Shepard had proven herself to be a pretty good diplomat, along with being a semi-good fighter, at least, when compared to the likes of her. But now, she was finally using Shepard's mouth for something much more important. And something that Aria could get a lot more use out of instead of just having babble on about the reapers or whatever threat of the week was trying to destabilize the galaxy. That wasn't to say that she didn't care. Far from it, actually. Aria always had a soft spot for her people, omega, her allies, although, more than anything else, Aria made sure to keep a close hand on her business. But she couldn't help but lust after the tight piece of military ass that was Commander Jane Shepard. And as she continued to thrust her now spit-shined cock deeper and deeper into Shepard's throat, she couldn't be happier than where she was now. Aria had thought about making a move sooner or later but was more than ok with how things turned out. Sure, the commander was a strong woman, leading the charge against the reapers, but like her, Aria was a persistent woman. Persistent enough to easily overpower Shepard's throat while it tried to rid itself of her thick purple cock. The criminal knew she was currently in a position that millions, if not billions, of people across the galaxy, fantasized about being in. Sure, in some other people's minds, they probably would've imagined the commander being conscious while they thrusted whatever piece of meat they had between their legs down her throat, but Aria didn't mind, not one bit. She was more than happy to take the chance and be able to do what she was doing now. Speeding up her thrusting, even more, Aria soon reached her maximum speed as the pleasure given to her by Shepard's throat was too much even for her to handle. "Alright, Shepard, here it coooommmmmeessss!" Aria groans before her thick purple cock begins to start filling Shepard's throat with gooey cum. Shooting directly down her throat and into the commander's stomach. Aria let her head fall back while she tightened her grip on Shepard's hair, making sure the commander had no chance of pulling away as the criminal used her throat. "Nnnff, How does that taste, Shepard?" Aria asks, groaning while her cum continues to fire down Shepard's tight gripping throat. Eventually, the flow of cum coming out of Aria's cock soon subsides before the rigid member stuck deep inside Shepard's maw soon begins to deflate. "Fuck, Shepard. That was pretty fucking good." Aria smiles before pulling the unconscious commander's head off of her cock. "But we are far from done." Aria smiles, turning back towards the commander as she begins to stroke her cock. Having Shepard's throat was one thing, but there was another part of Shepard that Aria had thought about plundering since the first time they met. The commander's own pussy. Something Aria knew probably squeezed harder than a krogan during an arm wrestling competition. And she wanted to be in it more than anything else at that moment. Sitting up, Aria rolls the commander over so she's lying on her front. "Let's see what you got hiding here, Shepard." Aria smiles while her hands find the belt to her uniform and quickly pull it off. Followed by Shepard's pants, giving Aria the perfect view of the commander's heart-shaped ass trapped behind her lacey panties. "Better without all that fucking armor." The criminal chuckles before rearing back a hand and delivering a spank to Shepard's rear. Causing Shepard to groan. But, while Aria might've been mostly in control of the current situation, she wasn't entirely sure how long the commander would stay passed out. So, even though Aria wouldn't have minded a little bit more foreplay, she knew she should take what she wanted in the time she had left. Tracing a hand across the curve of Shepard's toned ass, Aria felt her cock harden even more as she began to feel even more aroused than she had before. Then, without wasting any more time, the criminal leader reaches up and grabs the hem of Shepard's lacey underwear before proceeding to slowly pull them down. Taking the time to really look at the commander's body as her gaze falls toward Shepard's crotch. Only to notice beneath the small patch of red pubic hair that said crotch was seemingly glistening. "Oh, seems I'm not the only one who's been having fun here." Aria chuckles before reaching out a finger and steadily pressing it against Shepard's pussy. Almost instantly, a shiver racks up through Shepard's prone form while she's lying across the couch. Even in her unconscious state, her body couldn't ignore the sudden pleasure as Aria pushed her finger further until it penetrated the commander's pussy. Pushing her finger in deeper and feeling how warm it was, Aria soon retracted it from her groin. Watching as strands of the commander's wet pleasure still connected both her finger and Shepard's aroused crotch. Observing her finger that had just been inside Shepard closer, Aria couldn't help but inhale the sweet yet also salty scent that came from it. "You've got a nice smell, Shepard." Aria says before extending out her tongue and slowly licking the liquid off her finger. "And a pretty good taste too, at that, also." "But, seeing as how we're both ready," Aria starts as she sits up on the couch, slowly turning her hips to line up with Shepard's. "Let's not waste any more time, shall we?" Aria says before thrusting her hips forward and plunging her thick purple cock deep into the depths of Shepard's pussy. Causing both individuals to let out a groan while their bodies came together in one steady stream of movement. "Fuck!" Aria groans. Her fingers digging into Shepard's hips to steady herself from completely losing herself to the vice-like grip Shepard's pussy had on her cock. She knew the commander's pussy was probably going to be tight, with her being a military woman and all, but Aria never had thought it would be this tight. Tight enough to seemingly milk her cock of all the cum that it was worth. Throwing her hips forward against Shepard's once again, the criminal Asari leader quickly goes to work in rapidly fucking the commander's tight pussy. Reveling in how it squeezed her cock. Only motivating her to thrust her hips even harder. "Have you ever been fucked before, Shepard? Fuck, you're tight as a fucking virgin!" Aria groans, pushing her body further and harder against the human. The sound of her thick balls clapping against the commander's pussy soon echoed out throughout the club, only to be completely ignored as another perverse sound making its way through the building. But through it all, Shepard remained still knocked out as much as when she first nodded off next to Aria. Even as the alien's thick cock brutalized the inside of her pussy, with its enormous size and length. Although, that didn't stop her pussy from reacting to the newfound sensations, as a steady build-up of Shepard's own juices began to flow itself out and onto Aria's thick purple cock. Something that the alien criminal soon notices. Amusing her as much as it aroused her. "Nnff. Your really liking this, aren't you, Shepard?" Aria chuckles. At the same time, speeding up her hips even more as they plowed into Shepard's rear, causing the commander's frame to lurch forward with every powerful thrust dulled deep into her pussy. "Should've figured as much. Nghh. Always fightin' to be the hero, leaving you all pent up! Don't worry. I'll take care of that for you." Aria moans before she speeds up her thrusting. The Asari species were always known to be quite spectacular when it came to sex. And Aria was no different as she leaned over Shepard's body while she continued to thrust into her. Soon tracing a series of kisses up the commander's neck while her hands began to explore the underside of Shepard's body. Quickly mulling around the commander's waist, feeling the tight muscle underneath her clothes, before soon reaching under to get a closer feel. Eventually, leading up to Aria's hands finding their way to Shepard's breasts. Quickly reaching up and beginning to pinch at the commander's erect nipples, causing the commander to let out another moan mixed with a shudder as Aria continued to work her magic. "Oooohhhh..." A slow moan exits out of the commander's mouth, her brow now furrowed as she bit her lower lip. Something that Aria assumed was out of some sort of instinct, which led to her fucking her even harder than before to see what other reactions she could provoke out of her. From what she could tell from her reports of Shepard, sex and the commander never really seemed to go together. The most she could ever find out was her fairly impressive albeit confusing time in the alliance military and, eventually, the N7 program. But now here Aria was, getting a taste of something she doubted a lot of other people would ever get. She would've told herself that this was all to get to know the commander better, but as Shepard's pussy clung to her thick purple cock for dear life, she knew at that point that it was mostly for pleasure. Not that she really minded. She was finally able to fuck the honey pot of the alliance's savior. "I could fuck this pussy all day!" Aria groans. Her hips speeding up their pace as she changed from kissing the side of the commander's neck to licking it. Savoring the salty, bitter sweat that had begun to form across Shepard's body, arousing her even further. Even if Shepard realized what happened to her. Having Aria's thick cock plunder her insides. The commander wouldn't be able to ever change what happened. She still became Aria's cockslut for the time that she had her. And no matter how many other partners Shepard chooses to have or how much time passes, she still would've always had her cock deep inside her. Something that motivated Aria to fuck her even further, to her that, even if she didn't know what happened to her, her body would always remember her, no matter how many other people decided to take Shepard's body for a spin. That she was there first. That thought alone seemed to push the criminal Asari over the edge as she felt her cock just about ready to cum. "Fucking take it, Shepard!" Aria groans before her cock let loose and floods the inside of the commander's tight pussy. With Aria continuing to thrust her cock as deep as it could go inside Shepard's body, going so far as to bash its way into her womb. At the same time, Shepard's own body seemed to have finally reached a release of its own due to the pleasures given to it by Aria's cock. "Oh! Fuck!" Shepard cries out in her unconscious state as her pussy explodes into a wave of fluids gushing out of her crotch and onto the couch beneath the two individuals on top of it. Once her cock finally finishes firing off cum into Shepard's womb, Aria soon collapses back. Panting slightly as she marveled at her work. Lying before her, she saw none other than THE commander Shepard's well fucked pussy leaking out a mixture of both her's and the commander's cum. Only imagining how many credits people would be willing to pay just to get a picture of the sight. The savior of the civilizations passed out in front of her, well and truly fucked by none other than the leader of omega. "Well, Shepard. Can't say that I won't miss your mouth and pussy. But I can't really risk having you coming after my head, now can I?" Aria chuckles. Feeling slightly disappointed at the fact that she probably wouldn't get another chance to explore Shepard's body as much as she just did. But, as she thought about it more and more. The disappointment she felt didn't manage to stop a flow of ideas from coming to her as she relaxed. But that was an issue for another day. And as she saw the wide variety of people in the club, she knew the fun didn't have to end just yet. ---- Stirring slightly, a groan leaves the commander's mouth as she slowly sits up on the couch. Looking over, Shepard's eyes find themselves looking directly at Aria's, who simply looks back at her. Not saying a single word to the slightly confused commander. Although, as she put the pieces together and felt her face burn red with embarrassment from the fact that she passed out drunk and had to have Aria come and save her. The commander didn't say anything while she stood up from the couch and began to make her way out of the club. That didn't stop her from smacking her lips together to get a weird taste out of her mouth, along with walking with a slight limp due to some weird soreness she felt across her body. Maybe she just fell unconscious lying down the wrong way after she passed out. It was good that she didn't turn around as she left the club, however. Since she would've probably been able to put together what happened by the smirk on Aria's face as the criminal leader of omega watched her stumble her way out of the building's entrance. Shepard remained completely unaware of what happened to both her and her body. And how she had been used. ----""""!!!!....FootNote....!!!!""""---- Howdy Doody!~ Thanks for reading my story! If you have any criticisms, please don't be afraid to share! I'm always happy to see what people think about my stories, after they go through the effort to read them and make sure to Have A Merry Christmas And A Happy New Year!~

Chapter 1 - Tsunade's Suffering Sucking Circumstances

"Come now, Miss Tsunade. You have a lot of work to do tomorrow." "I know, Shizune. That's why it'll only just be a few drinks." The fifth Hokage, otherwise known as Tsunade Senju, says as she and her assistant make their way into the town pub. The night sky twinkled above them alongside the faces of the previous Hokage as they looked over Konoha. The vibrant city soon turning in for the night while the Hokage and her assistant made their way into a pub, looking for some fun. "It's just to help us unwind, is all. Besides, with all that's been going on, we both more than deserve it at this point. Tsunade goes on to say as she takes a seat at the bar, soon being joined by her reluctant assistant. Who seemed to slowly go along with the idea more and more. "Well, alright, then. If you say so. But as long as you don't drink too much." Shizune sighs while her boss orders them some drinks. "Atta girl! Just got to let loose and have some fun once in a while. It's the least we can all do." Tsunade says before starting to down her first drink. ---- Constricted. That's what Tsunade felt as she slowly began to come to. "Hmmmph... Hmmmph?" She groans out. "Told ya they should've grabbed her when she was plastered." A female voice rings out. Confusing the fifth Hokage. "Didn't she still put up a fight, though? Plus, pulling her out of there was still pretty hard." Another female voice asks. "Still easier than trying to grab her when she's sober. Heard she broke some of the previous capture team's leader's ribs when she was still traveling around with Shizune." The first voice responds. Causing Tsunade to remember what had happened. Even though the events leading up to where she was now were still mostly blurry, mostly thanks to her drinking, she could still vaguely remember the sight of armored individuals coming into the pub she and Shizune were in. And then... She couldn't quite remember anything else after that. But that didn't matter now. Trying to look around, Tsunade soon realized she was unable to see anything due to something covering her eyes while her mouth was filled with some gag. Along with that, both her arms and legs were bound. With her arms being kept extended out from her sides while her legs were nearly painfully pulled up towards her shoulders. Worrying her as to what they might have intended for her. But most worryingly of all was the fact that no matter how hard she tried to pull on the bindings keeping her in place. They wouldn't budge a bit. Even with the enhanced strength she thought she had, Tsunade felt strangely normal. Similar to how she felt before she began her training. "Ah, seems the lady of the hour is finally awake." The first voice remarks. "And in good time too." The first voice goes on to say before Tsunade heard what sounded like a loud beeping before the platform she was bound to began to move. "Sure we should get her out there right away? I thought there was some sort of introduction thing." The second voice asks. "Client paid big money for some time with a Tsunade fresh off the capture." The first voice explains. For a while, they continued to move, with Tsunade continuing to struggle with her bonds, only to ultimately get nowhere due to how tightly constricting they were. Thoughts of where she was also continued to flood her mind as she tried to think of whatever foe she previously went up against who would also have the means to bind her up like this. "Alright, here we go." The second voice says as the sound of heavy metal doors opening could be heard before all three of them were completely flooded in the cacophonous sound of brutal wet intercourse along with with the sharp stench of sweat and sex. Moans and groans, wet meat slapping against wet meat, slurping, gurgling, the whole nine yards, Tsunade heard it all as she was wheeled through whatever area she was going through. Deeply worrying the fifth Hokage even more as she began to get a general idea of where she was. "They got a new Tsunade already?" "Can't wait to see how she sucks." "Her ass looks so fucking tight!" "Gonna have to try her out soon!" Various male and female voices ring out around her as Tsunade feels herself begin to sweat even more than she already was. Suddenly, however, the platform Tsunade was on comes to a complete stop before she's blinded by the thing covering her face being removed. Blinking away the aching brightness from her eyes, Tsunade began to get a good grasp on her surroundings before she surely wished she hadn't. All around her, women wearing various different pieces of strange-looking clothing were attached to strange devices while various men and women fucked them. All of whom seemed to be completely disgusted by what was happening to them and by those who were using their bodies for their own carnal pleasures. Worst of all was when Tsunade turned and saw women she recognized being viciously and repeatedly fucked. Most of whom seemed to have destined large bellies. All signs of beginning to late stages of pregnancy. Much to Tsunade's own horror and disgust. To her right, Tsunade saw Sakura and Hinata with their faces pressed together in some sort of forced kiss while a man wearing a shirt with the hidden leaf village symbol on it slid his cock in between their lips while two other men viciously fucked both women from behind. Their massive cock pumping in and out of their bodies with reckless abandon. Hinata's eyes were filled with tears as she blubbered around the cock sliding across her lips as her body shifted and jolted with every thrust dealt into her rippling ass by the man whose fingers dug deeply into her rear to maintain a strong grip on her as he fucked her. "Oh fuck, talk abouta dream come true!" The man fucking Hinata groans, his thick cock slick with Hyuga clan member's juices as he fucked her. A surprising revelation to Tsunade, however, was the fact that despite having only seen her a few days prior, Hinata seemed to be in late-stage pregnancy. Something that should be completely and utterly impossible.    At the same time, Sakura's angry cries were muffled by the cock passing across her lips while her thick rear was painted in a bright shade of red from various handmarks of different sizes going across it. At the same time, the man who was fucking her pulled back on her pink hair as he rode her ass in deep and powerful thrusts. "You're telling me, I've been wanting to do this for fucking years!" The man responds to his friend before delivering a particularly devastating thrust that sends Sakura further against Hinata's face and the cock in between their lips.  To her left, Tsunade was surprised to see none other than Konan. Her once terrifying presence being reduced drastically as a woman slammed her thick rear against her face. Muffling the Akatsuki's furious cries behind her ass while a man slammed his cock into her pussy. At the same time, her stomach showed heavy signs of pregnancy. "Nnff, told ya this slut would be perfect!" The man fucking Konan from behind moans. "How you, Nrgh, How you doin' babe?" The man then asks.  "Fuck, I always wanted to do this!" The woman moans before her pussy lets out a torrent of juices against Konan's face, filling her mouth completely while the fearsome warrior tries to move her face out of the splash zone filling her mouth and nose. Tsunade, despite having heavy reservations about the woman, couldn't help but feel horrible for Konan. While they both fought against each other, nobody deserved the fate they were all going through.  But as Tsunade looked forward, the fifth Hokage couldn't help but let out a horrified cry as she saw none other than Shizune being fucked by a group of men. With each and every one of them clad in clothing and makeup to make themselves look like Naruto as one of them sat underneath her and pumped his thick cock in and out of her asshole while two other men stood by her sides while her hands were forced to stroke them off. "Such a fucking cutie!" The man fucking Shizune's ass moans before beginning to speed up his thrusts. At the same time, her head was forced back and forth across a cock. Her pristine face was twisted into pure disgust and horror as the man pumped his cock into her mouth. "Did your boss teach you how to suck cock like this too?" The man fucking Shizune's face moans as his leathery pubic hair-covered balls slap against her chin in thick, fast slaps before eventually his thrusting speeds up, and Tsunade can only watch on as Shizune's mouth is filled with the man's thick seed. So much, in fact, that some of it begin to spurt out of her nose. For a moment, both Tsunade's and Shizune's eyes meet and lock onto each other. With Shizune's desperate eyes pleading for her to help her before their soon covered as another man steps up and proceeds to sit on her face before shoving his thick cock in between her tits and roughly ride her face. However, Tsunade's attention is soon torn away as a woman clad in what seems to be a whorish mixture of a pink and white-ish grey waitress and maid outfit, something Jiriyah himself could only come up with, but here it was. But alongside her was a petite woman. Standing around half the height of the woman next to her. But unlike her, she was clad in dark attire, with her wearing dark black jeans, a black jacket, white and black striped stockings, and a black choker. But what stood out the most to Tsunade was how her straight black hair came down across her forehead while it fell far and deeply down her back. "Alrighty then! Here she is! Tsunade Senju, fresh off the capture!" The scantily clad woman says as she pulls out a tablet. "I'm assuming the payment was already made?" The woman asks the smaller woman beside her. Raising a slight eyebrow at her in the process. "Y-Yes, I believe so." The smaller woman jumps in place before pulling out her phone. "I wanted to make sure everything was set beforehand." "Whelp, in that case...." The taller woman trails off as she checks a few more things on her tablet, making sure everything is in order. "Have fun!" And at that, she leaves, leaving behind the mystery woman with Tsunade, who glares up at her. Whatever was going on, she wasn't going to give in. After a few moments of awkward silence, the woman suddenly jumps as she realizes she hasn't said anything. "Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry!" The woman apologizes. Something that, given they were under different circumstances, Tsunade would've most likely found adorable. "S-Sorry, I'm just a little star-struck right now." The girl stumbles over her words before quickly calming herself. "Oh! And I haven't even introduced myself yet." The woman sighs before straightening herself up. "I-I'm Samantha. But you can call me Sammy for short." The woman, now introduced as Sammy, says, giving a slight bow in the process. "O-Of course I know you are. I wouldn't be here if I didn't. Your the granddaughter of the first Hokage, your also the fifth Hokage, Kohonah's slug princess, and ummmm...." Sammy trails off as she struggles to finish what she's trying to say. "Also, the legendary sucker." She finally finishes, nearly quietly, as her face begins to glow red at that final nickname. Something that, due to where she was now, worried Tsunade might come into a different use besides her being lousy with betting and gambling. Nevertheless, Sammy wipes some sweat from her forehead as she stands there awkwardly. Tsunade still couldn't believe what was happening. One minute, she was getting drinks with Shizune, and the next, she was trapped in some sort of nightmare, forced to watch as her friends were repeatedly raped into various stages of pregnancy. And now, as Sammy came around to calming herself down, she would be forced to have sex with some random stranger. If only she could break through restraints, but no matter how hard she tried, they just wouldn't give. However, Tsunade's continued attempts to escape are soon halted by the sight of Sammy slowly approaching her. "Ok, let's just get this over with, shall we?" Sammy starts as she stands in between Tsunade's legs, causing the fifth Hokage to thrash around even harder. But still, she was forced to lie there and take whatever this darkly dressed woman eventually had planned for her. But instead of starting off by going for her crotch, as she had thought, she was taken off guard as Sammy suddenly placed her entire face into Tsunade's foot. The strange sensation of having someone press their face into her foot was soon amplified, however, as Sammy proceeded to inhale deeply. Her body rose in place as she continued to smell Tsunade's foot. Something that, from all estimates on Tsunade's own part, told her that Sammy loved every part of it. Especially as a soft moan left the lips of the said girl as she leaned her face against the foot she had chosen to sniff. "Ooooh, my gosh! This is better than I could've ever imagined!" Sammy practically sings before inhaling another deep sniff of Tsunade's foot. The fifth Hokage wasn't unaccustomed to certain adult proclivities. Her lifestyle before she even took up the mantle of the fifth Hokage in the first place led her through certain debaucherous areas. Something that never seemed to interest her. And yet, Sammy seemed to be more than content in just smelling Tsunade's foot. Sniffing as if her life depended on it. Things soon turned when Tsunade suddenly felt Sammy's tongue go across her foot. "Oh, fuck! That's so fucking good!" Sammy moaned. Turning her attention to Tsunade's other foot, Sammy begins to vigorously sniff and lick her foot. Causing more shivers to rack up the fifth Hokage's spine from the unnatural sensation. Tsunade knew she was an attractive woman. That most were certain to all the men who found themselves fawning over her, whether when she was a young teenager and had herself a following of most of the teenage boys in her area. Or when she was a young woman gambling her life away to men who thought they could take advantage of her. Something that always never ended well for them. But in this case, however, as Sammy grew more and more aroused from her feet, Tsunade struggled with the fact that she wasn't able to do anything to stop her. Brushing her hands up Tsunade's thighs, Sammy places a few kisses across the sides of her feet. Relishing every moment she had with her as she tenderly kissed each and every one of Tsunade's toes. All the while still continuing to brush her hands up Tsunade's thighs and legs, going dangerously close to her more intimate areas before soon pulling back. "Oooh, fuck! Even just touching them," Sammy pauses to place more kisses across Tsunade's legs. "I can feel how strong you are..." Sammy moaned even more while her lips continued to explore her feet. After kissing Tsunade's feet a few more times, Sammy turns her attention back toward Tsunade herself. Her eyes now glow with an even stronger lust than before as she soon pulls away from the feet with which she had grown so intimate with. A well-founded relief to Tsunade before her concerns were turned toward the sight of Sammy climbing atop the table she was strapped to. Turning her attention back toward thrashing in her bonds, Tsunade continues to try and desperately escape, especially as she feels Sammy's hands roam across her body. Her soft hands delicately touched Tsunade's well-endowed body through her kimono with the same care she would have as if she were handling a delicate artifact. Getting absolutely nowhere with her bindings, Tsunade stops once she feels a hand brush across her face as she turns and sees that Sammy's face is only a few inches away from hers. Staring at Sammy while her breath repeatedly washed against her face, Tsunade could only stare at what could only be described as the pure embodiment of lustful obsession. "Seeing you so up close, you look even more beautiful than I imagined you to be." Sammy huffs, a small line of drool soon dripping from the side of her mouth and splattering across Tsunade's cheek. "There's so many things I want to do to you." Sammy continues, causing Tsunade's heart to drop deeper in her chest. "But I know I don't have the proper enough time to do anything." Sammy remarks as she rubs a thumb across Tsunade's cheeks, smearing some of her spit across it as a result. "In that case, better focus on what we can do then." Sammy says before leaning her face in closer toward Tsunade's face, causing the fifth Hokage to close her eyes tightly so as to not look the person who any further as they did who knows what else at that point. But instead of feeling anything happen to her face, Tsunade is confused to feel nothing before she's startled to feel the front of her kimono being ripped open, exposing her breasts to the world all around them. "I couldn't stop thinking about these things after watching you go up against Orochimaru." Sammy admits as she looks down at Tsunade's large, bountiful, plump, beautiful breasts. Horrifying Tsunade even more. Deep down, a part of Tsunade had hoped that Sammy would be more than content to stay down with her feet. While not ideal, at the very least, she wouldn't have had to share the same kind of fate her allies were going through around her. But now, with her breasts finally exposed, the lump in Tsunade's throat grew even larger, especially as Sammy began to descend upon her chest. "Oh my gosh...." Sammy gawks as she gets two handfuls of Tsunade's boobs. Her fingers, while still delicate in how they touched her, groped every part of them as Sammy was practically drooling as she stared at them. "Their so much bigger than I thought!" Sammy remarks, causing Tsunade to groan with discomfort, along with the feeling of her breasts being softly mauled by the woman on top of her. Feeling the weight of the breasts in her hands, Sammy takes a quick breath of air through her teeth as she seemingly grows more and more aroused. Getting to a point where it looked like she was barely able to hold herself back. "I-I'm sorry, I just have to-" Sammy doesn't even finish her sentence before she lowers her mouth toward one of Tsunade's breasts. Her eager mouth quickly takes in the primed and erect nipple while Tsunade herself shivers from the horrible sensation. Sammy's eager tongue swirled around the nipple in her mouth as she sucked and slurped on Tsunade's mammary. Driving the fifth Hokage's nerves up the wall as she groans and continues to try and get out of her restraints. But along with still being unable to break free, the foggy sensations of pleasure given to her by Sammy as she practically teethed on her breasts made it harder for her to concentrate. Pulling back slightly, with strands of spit connecting both her mouth to Tsunade's breath, Sammy lets out a huff as she delivers a particularly tight squeeze to her nipple, causing the proud Hokage to let out a pained squeal from the sudden pain. "You always make such beautiful sounds...." Sammy remarks before squeezing Tsunade's nipple again, eliciting another groan of discomfort from the warrior woman. "Personally, I've always been more of a dub kind of girl rather than a sub-watcher. Some would say that I don't really have any taste, but whenever you got hurt, it's like you were right there with me, tied up in all the ways that I've imagined you in." Sammy giggles before returning her mouth to Tsunade's breasts, this time, however, focusing on the one she had left unattended. At the same time, while still grappling with the situation she was currently in, Tsunade was left confused by what Sammy was even talking about. Dub? Sub? And how she imagined her, being all tied up like she was now. After first laying her eyes on Sammy, she thought she would've been easier to handle compared to the monsters fucking her friends. However, Tsunade soon realized that things weren't going to be quite so easy for her as she had thought when she saw the dark-haired woman. For what felt like hours, Tsunade was forced to feel Sammy's tongue dart across her breasts. The flame of pleasure, despite not wanting it, continued to burn brighter and brighter with every passing moment. Something that felt even worse as she continued to hear her friends go through their vicious sexual torture. Even though she didn't know the women outside of her group who were also being sexually used and abused, Tsunade knew that most, if not all, of them, didn't deserve the treatment they were getting. Somehow, some way, she would figure out a way to escape this place and save the people around her. But first, she would have to focus on Sammy as she finally pulled her lips free from one of Tsunade's nipples with a wet pop. After such treatment from the woman, Tsunade's chest practically felt like it was on fire. Burning with a painful pleasure that she couldn't quell no matter how hard she tried. "Fuck, I don't know how much more I can possibly take..." Sammy groans before slowly climbing off of Tsunade's frame, giving the warrior woman a well-needed break from having her smaller frame climb across her. "That was good, right? I tried to get you in the mood and stuff for... Y'know..." Sammy stammers as her burns flush red with embarrassment, only getting an angry stare from Tsunade in return. Tsunade still couldn't quite believe a sweet-looking girl such as Sammy, despite wearing clothes that seemed a little out of the ordinary for her tastes, she just didn't seem like the type to be able to do such things to a woman like her. She was a fan, obviously. That was most apparent. But along with how she even got here in the first place, it was all so baffling. "Hey, I hope you don't mind." Sammy says, her voice cutting through Tsunade's thoughts. "But you wouldn't mind if I changed, right? These pants are getting a little too uncomfortable to wear." Sammy continues as she reaches down and begins to fiddle with her pants, something Tsunade wished wouldn't have had to come but had a feeling would. However, she's soon surprised to see that instead of a normal set of female genitals, Sammy was actually sporting a fully-fledged thick monster of a cock. "Oh my gosh, you don't even know how good that feels..." Sammy groans as she lowers a hand down to her surprise member. Stroking it idly for all to see as Tsunade was able to notice how the turgid thick tip was coated in a thick layer of gooey pre-cum. "I was a little nervous at first. Being able to show this thing off." Sammy starts. "But after seeing a bunch of other different girls like me here, it's nice to be able to finally come out of my shell and enjoy myself. I'm sure you understand, right?" Sammy asks, raising a curious eyebrow. "I'm sure you do. You being THE Tsunade Senju and all." Sammy smiles, her eyes burning even hotter with lust, something Tsunade didn't even think was possible. "Oh, I guess I should take care of this." Sammy remarks before climbing back onto Tsunade. Her thick cock head rubbing against the entrance to Tsunade's pussy, causing slick disgusting shivers to rack up her spine in electric waves of horrified pleasure. Eventually, however, Tsunade looks up to see Sammy as she approaches her face, going so far as to reach out a hand. But instead of flinching away, Tsunade takes it head-on and closes her eyes, waiting for anything at that point. But instead of doing anything bad, Sammy simply reaches behind Tsunade's dirty blonde-haired head and unclips the ball gag in her mouth. Allowing the fifth Hokage to cough and sputter as she's finally able to breathe in through her mouth. "Look, I don't know what your aim here is, but let me tell you, it WON'T end well for you- MMMPHM?!?!" Tsunade tries to talk, only to have Sammy suddenly pinch her cheeks together before slamming her face up against hers. Very quickly, Sammy's tongue darts into Tsunade's, swirling around every part of it. Taking the fifth Hokage off guard enough to the point that she couldn't get proper control over the situation that was happening to her. Especially as Sammy shifted her grip from pinching her cheeks together to grabbing Tsunade by the back of her head and pressing their heads harder against each other. Getting into it more and more, Sammy slurps her tongue deeper into the warrior woman's mouth. Almost as if she was trying to experience every part of it while she kept her mouth pressed up against Tsunade's. Not even giving her the proper time to even get a good breath in while Sammy continued to greedily kiss her. Only pulling back once it became apparent that Tsunade wouldn't be able to take much more. "You kiss just as good as I thought you would." Sammy smiles, strands of saliva still connecting both her's and Tsunade's mouths. At the same time, Tsunade's tongue practically felt numb from the abuse that it had gone through. At the same time, she felt completely speechless. All her life, she took no messing around from anybody. But now here she was, being treated like some sort of cheap prostitute by a woman she didn't even know. Who, in one swift motion, climbs atop Tsunade's chest and slams her cock deep into her mouth, rocketing through her mouth and down her throat as the fifth Hokage is left to cough and sputter around the sudden intrusion. Her eyes soon going wide as their forced to watch Sammy's waist get propelled at them before nearly painfully bumping against her nose. Signifying the fact that Sammy had just hilted herself deep inside her throat, leaving Tsunade to struggle with her now clogged airway, now completely stuffed with cock. "Oooh, fuck!" Sammy groans pervertedly, her tongue rolling out of her mouth as she hunches over Tsunade's face. The fifth Hokage's throat felt so tight and warm around her gargantuan member she practically felt like she could stay like that forever. Nevertheless, she began to slowly pull her hips back, causing spit and flem to bubble around Tsunade's lips as her airway was finally given some sort of release. The relief Tsunade had was short-lived, however, as Sammy quickly plunged her cock back deep inside Tsunade's throat with a firm thrust of her hips. "Ngh, I know you're going to be called, fuck, your old nickname a lot while your here... Ngh! It'll be hard not too, Nfhg, since not many other girls here have been called 'the legendary sucker'!" Sammy says as she thrusts her hips, riding the thick amount of pleasure being given to her by Tsunade's mouth with repeated slams of her hips that sends her thick cock plunging deep down the fifth Hokage's throat and her balls colliding up against her chin. "But, I know... Ngh!" Sammy continues, struggling to get the proper words out while she fucks Tsunade's face. "I know you probably haven't sucked cock like this since you were with Dan, right?" Sammy finally says, causing Tsunade's mind to freeze at the mention of her old flame. She remembered how he used to touch her. Not like how Sammy was right now. Dan was so gentle and yet also so caring about Tsunade's needs. Whenever they made love, it was an emotional experience as much as it was an arousing one. Not like how Sammy was treating her. Trying to fill in those same romantic gaps with her relentless lustful obsession. Her mentioning of Dan while violating her throat so violently only deepened the hatred she had already begun to gather when she first saw the smaller woman in this horrifying place. And yet, she was completely and totally helpless to stop any of it as she was forced to take a throat fucking that would've been given to some prostitute rather than the illustrious Hokage. The frustration seemed to cause more tears to prick at the corners of her eyes, along with the lack of oxygen being given to her lungs as she struggled to breathe under Sammy's relentless assault on her throat. The strain nearly felt excruciating as her face began to grow red and sweaty. Her helpless hands continued to clutch at anything she could grab in her situation and yet was totally unable to as Sammy pounded her throat. Her smaller frame allowing her to thrust even faster into her mouth as she practically rode her face. Causing more and more spit and flem to fly out of the corners of her mouth, warping Tsunade's makeup to make her look like some sort of prostitute. Humiliating the fifth Hokage even further as she could only imagine what her friends and the greater amount of women around her were going through alongside her. Speeding up her thrusts, Sammy finally reached her peek and delivered one last devastating thrust deep into Tsunade's mouth and gullet before beginning the grueling and disgusting process of filling her face with cum. The warm salty fluid shot out of Sammy's cock like a hose. At least, that's what it felt like to Tsunade as she gargled miserably around the piece of meat. At the same time, grimacing as she heard a long and drawn-out moan leave her mouth rapist's lips. "Ooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh!" Sammy moans as her fingers dig into Tsunade's scalp, keeping her already prone head in place while she continues to thrust into her face. Only slowing down once the flow of cum finally began to taper off from the tip of her cock. Slowly, Sammy begins to withdraw her cock from the confines of Tsunade's mouth. Giving the poor fifth Hokage's mouth a well-earned rest as the Hokage herself took in greedy deep breaths of air, now not clogged by the massive cock that had lodged down her throat. Looking down at Tsunade's now exhausted and panting frame, watching sheepishly as her once red face finally began to return to a normal shade of color. "Heh, heh." Sammy chuckles, rubbing the back of her head, looking slightly guilty as if she didn't just completely rape Tsunade's mouth. "Guess that's what happens when I don't masturbate in a few weeks." Sammy says, rubbing the back of her head as her gaze is unable to look at Tsunade's furious own. "Look," Tsunade starts, finally able to say something after having her mouth gagged for so long prior to it being fucked. "I will give you a promise of leniency if you unbind me from this thing." Tsunade tries to negotiate with Sammy, disgusted that she even had to in the first place. But given her current circumstances, she knew she had little to no other choice. For her part, Sammy only chuckled again as she glanced around the room. Despite being filled nearly to the brim with people fucking anything and everything with a hole, self-defense systems were locked and loaded, waiting for any sort of trouble. "I don't think they would like that." Sammy whispers under her breath, just loud enough for Tsunade to hear. "I doubt they would. But if you would just-" "I know how to make you feel better!" Sammy proclaims happily, interrupting Tsunade in the process as the smaller woman quickly reaches down and pulls down the fifth Hokage's pants, revealing her black lingerie panties. "WHAT ARE YOU-" "Shhhhhh!" Sammy shushes Tsunade as she crouches down in front of her crotch. "You're just a little tense, is all. And after everything you just did for me, I think it's time I returned the favor." Sammy explains before she carefully reaches out and grabs the hem of Tsunade's panties and slowly begins to drag them down, horrifying and infuriating the fifth Hokage even further. "It's alright, just sit back and enjoy this." Sammy says as she pulls down Tsunade's panties, doing little to calm the female warrior's nerves before she suddenly flares every nerve inside the fifth Hokage's body as she slams her face into her crotch. Letting out a shrill cry, Tsunade grips her hands into tight balls while her toes curl into her feet. While not the worst-case scenario Tsunade was thinking of when Sammy began to pull down her underwear, feeling the facial features of such a twisted woman press into her crotch was more than uncomfortable to her as she squirmed and twisted in place. Only getting worse once she felt Sammy's tongue begin to lap at her crotch, sending waves of reluctant pleasure coursing through her body as she tried to withstand the oral assault on her pussy. "No...." Tsunade groans, slowly turning into a moan as the woman below her begins to grow more and more eager with her tongue. Teasing all the right places in the worst ways imaginable as Sammy pushed and prodded her tongue deeper and deeper into her pussy. "G-Get your tongue out of there- Oh...." Tsunade tries to say before her voice is overtaken by another moan. Embarrassing her even further more than she already was as she was slowly pushed toward the edge of an orgasm that she desperately didn't want to happen but could do little to stop besides continuing to squirm and thrash around the terror of Sammy's determined tongue. Gripping her thighs even tighter, Sammy presses her face deeper into Tsunade's crotch, slurping up any and all fluids. "Oh, no! No! No! Noooooooooooooooooo!" Tsunade squeals as she's unable to take any more and finally releases her orgasm, spraying all over Sammy's face while the woman in question more than happily drinks as much as she can. The resulting effects of which slowly drain Tsunade of all the energy she had left inside of herself as her brain is alight with an insurmountable amount of pleasure that warps her mind and leaves her a mess. Pulling back from her work, Sammy licks her lips as she looks at Tsunade's crotch. "Well, how did that feel?" Sammy asks, sounding almost proud after tongue-raping her hero and personal idol. "I bet you haven't been pleasured like that since Dan was around, huh?" Tsunade only deepens her glare at Sammy, saying more than enough from that look alone. Not that Sammy herself seemed all that intimidated, given their current positions with Tsunade being tied up and with Sammy being able to do whatever she wanted to her. "Oh, you'll come around sooner or later." Sammy says as she straightens herself out. "It's just better to accept your current reality rather than fight it. It'll all make it go by so much faster. That's what a lot of the girls do during their time here." Sammy explains, almost as if she was giving genuine advice that didn't involve the situation Tusnade currently found herself in. Tsunade was exhausted. The recent orgasm she had gone through completely drained her of any energy she had left inside of herself. She just wanted it all to end, for her to return back to her home, even do some work if that meant going back to some sort of normalcy that had been taken away from her when she first woke up in this place. Turning back toward Sammy, Tsunade caught a single glance of the smaller woman as she thrust her hips forward and speared her cock deep into the fifth Hokage's pussy. "OOOOOOOooooooooohhhhhhhh!" Tsunade screams as her body goes rigid, the sudden pleasure sparking through her body, causing another orgasm to rip through her and come splashing out against Sammy's crotch. Almost instantly after the initial thrust, Sammy sets a brutal and fast pace as she slams her cock in and out of Tsunade's pussy. Completely brutalizing her inner folds. As the only things that were able to escape the fifth Hokage's mouth at that point were whorish moans as Sammy's smaller hips came crashing up against Tsunade's own plump ones. Causing them to ripple and shake with every thrust Sammy threw against them. "Nfh! I'm sorry!" Sammy moans as the head of her cock batters up against the entrance to Tsunade's womb. Slowly wearing down her defenses with each earth-shattering thrust that sent waves of pleasure coursing directly to the core of Tsunade's being. "I just had to get some of this before my time ran out!" Sammy explains as she drives her hips even harder and harder up against Tsunade's body. Despite being smaller than the fifth Hokage, Sammy more than proved herself capable of completely demolishing her pussy. The hung, smaller woman was easily able to completely batter Tsunade's pussy into submission, morphing her tight inner walls to fit snugly around her cock while simultaneously giving way under the persistence of her seemingly endless sex drive. Keeping Tsunade in a place where she was mentally and physically unable to keep up with Sammy's pace as she drove her cock back and forth out of her now gushing folds as the warrior woman's body reacted in turn to the pleasure now coursing through her veins as Sammy brutally and viciously raped her. "Ooooh! Ooooh! Ooooh! Ooooh!" Tsunade repeatedly moans as her pussy is met with repeating rolling orgasms that leak out of her pussy in thick wet blasts that shake her down to her very core. Leaving her a quivering, pleasured-filled mess trapped under Sammy's grip as she felt the head of her cock bash around inside her. "Oh, Tsunade...." Sammy groans, her own body growing hot and sweaty from the enjoyment she was getting from the feeling of having Tsunade's legendary groin tightly squeeze her cock. Only gripping tighter with every thrust she dealt into her form, pushing her to thrust her cock in and out even harder. "Your pussy feels so good...." Sammy finally says over the moans and groans that find themselves escaping her lips as she thrusts herself deeper and deeper into her. The endless demolishing of Tsunade's pussy felt like it would never end. Sammy just seemed like she could go on forever, using Tsunade's pussy practically like a sex toy as she slammed her thick cock down in and out of the fifth Hokage. Her hips soon reached their peak speed, causing them to turn into a warped blur as the moans of both Tsunade and Sammy mixed together. Both interacted with the pleasure the other gave them in different and totally separate ways. Sammy is having the time of her life while Tsunade can't understand the lengths the smaller girl on top of her was able to drag things out. It got to a point where Tsunade felt like she was just riding out one long endless orgasm, her pussy flowing with her juices while she was still forced to look into the face of the woman raping her. Watching her as she enjoyed every sensation that was being granted to her by Tsunade's reluctant body as she used it to fill any and all sexual whims she had up in her mind. Completely destroying the inside of Tsunade's pussy in the process, with the liquid being spilled out of it, unintentionally helping Sammy get deeper and deeper inside of Tsunade's pussy with every passing and repeated thrust dealt to the inside of her body. Enjoying the amazing pleasures that came from fucking the fifth Hokage herself with her thick hard cock. Eventually, though, it became readily apparent that Sammy was reaching her limit. "Oooooh, Tsunade.... I'm about to cummmmmmmmm!!!!" Sammy moans, her disgusting words mortifying Tsunade even further before the eager and obsessive girl delivers one last final thrust, pushing the both of them into final powerful orgasms that shake through their entire bodies. Cum practically rockets itself out of the head of Sammy's cock and quickly begins to fill her womb, painting her insides a nice color of pure white as Sammy herself still continued to violently thrust her hips into Tsunade's. Her balls twitching as they clapped up against Tsunade's overly sexually stimulated body. Tsunade's mind practically goes blank as she's forced to feel the warm, hot, sticky liquid begin to fill her insides enough to the point that it begins to spurt and ooze in thick gooey white leaks, getting only worse as Sammy continues to fuck her. "Oooooooh!!!!" Tsunade practically screams, her voice mixing with the other voices of the girls being fucked alongside her before her eyes begin to roll into the back of her head. The once strong and willfully determined mind and body she thought she had unable to keep up with the pleasure of the final orgasm that rockets out of her pussy. Slowing down her thrusting, Sammy takes a moment to rest as she enjoys the sound of both her own and her idol's huffing as they recover from the vicious fucking. The smaller woman's heart couldn't stop beating as she realized what she had done, only making the wonderful experience even better for her as she still felt how snug Tsunade's pussy felt around her, slowly softening, yet still more than large cock. "Tsunade...." Sammy huffs, hearts practically in her eyes as she turns towards the fifth Hokage. "That was so good...." Sammy smiles, not minding what she just did. Pulling back her hips, Sammy finally uncorks her cock from Tsunade's pussy, allowing more of the plentiful fluid that was the mixture of both of their cum to come flowing out of Tsunade. Glancing down, however, Tsunade feels her heart fall deeper than it ever had at that point as she watches the fluid leak out of her. "I'm so sorry, Dan. I wish it was you." Tsunade thinks to herself before collapsing back onto the table she was still tied to, and that had kept her in place throughout all the horrible things that had happened to her. Grabbing a towel from a station next to the place Tsunade had been tied up and placed to be used, Sammy used it to wipe down the sweat that had begun to form across her body and then her cock and crotch, which was practically covered in the mixture of both her own and Tsunade's fuck fluids. Then, after discarding that towel, Sammy grabs another one and begins to wipe Tsunade down, cleaning up all the spit, flem, sweat, cum, and other fluids that had accumulated across her body. All except her cum that was still very much deep inside Tsunade's pussy. "Thank you for the wonderful time, and also, please, get pregnant, Tsunade." Sammy smiles as she throws the other towel away, as Tsunade just stares at her in return. "I'll try to come back as much as I possibly can so that we can keep having fun if that sounds alright to you?" Sammy asks, with Tsunade still staring at her, nothing but hate in her eyes. "Alrighty, then!" Sammy chirps as she climbs back on top of Tsunade's body and gives her a kiss on her forehead before climbing back off of her. "I can't wait to see you soon!" Sammy says before walking off. "Is that really her? I can't believe they already got another Tsunade in the pregnant form section!" "Oh my frigging gosh, finally, that girl was taking so long." "Can't wait to have some fun with the legendary sucker!" "Tsunade just opened up if you want to get to try her. I would hurry up because a line is starting to form." Rather than feeling any sort of relief that Sammy was finally gone, looking around and seeing the attention her presence alone was starting to get. Tsunade knew that her troubles were only just beginning here. And as the next person stepped up to her and then paid for her services, Tsunade knew only two things. She would escape this place and save the other girls trapped in this place. You'd better believe it. ---- Final Notes Before I Skedaddle On Out Of Here! ---- [font="Lucida]Howdy Doody!~[/font] [font="Lucida]Thanks ya'll for reading! I do very much hoped you enjoyed it. This is actually my very first commission, so that's exciting! Leading me to another announcement, if you want to get into contact with me to hook up your very own commission, email me here: [email protected]! 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Chapter 3 - Retaliation (AKALI/SONA)

Nothing too fancy. Akali on Sona. Almost consensual. Took me long enough. I know this won't be worth the wait, but at least i hope you guys can tell me what you like and what you don't. Except releasing the next chapter faster of course, but the good thing is the story is getting over its difficult and boring part. --- So the mute dickgirl came.  Akali stood up, she was wearing a T-shirt and shorts, with no underwear. Well, she was at home, alone, so this was her casual outfit. While her shirt was slightly oversized, which didn't show her erected nipples, the shorts betrayed its owner by exposing the small bulge, and if one looked closely, they could see a small stain on the top. She couldn't help the urge to stroke her cock eagerly while waiting for the prey to enter her trap, and while she still had enough self-control not to ejacuate before getting the real prize, her cock tip was already wet with precum. Was it the anticipation that she could take a virgin's hole that made her so horny, or was it the memories of agonizingly exquisite delight from Ashe's heartless ass-wrecking which she both tried so hard to deny and embrace? Maybe both. Nonetheless, it was pointless to hide the boner, as the assassin knew exactly what she was going to do, and she was straightfoward.  Or at least she thought she had been. Maybe Sona too had a vague idea why she was summoned here? Well, ready or not, here i come. Akali ran to the door with a sly grin. The little girl already had already spent quite a while considering at her home. Should she just ignore it? That way she would risk having her secret exposed. And that meant losing the chance to be with her crush. No, anything but that! Even if Caitlyn didn't feel disgusted with her immature dick, Sona still wouldn't be able to give her pleasure as a real dickgirl. To the mute girl, Caitlyn was everything! And what if people told Caitlyn that Sona had masturbated with a finger deep in her asshole while thinking of her?  For now I have to obey Akali. Besides, what could she do anyway? Doing harm to others is against the League's rule, so she couldn't do anything like that. Wait, could she? But only the likes of Jinx would hurt people for fun. Akali is not like that all. She is... respectable. She is an assassin, she has her codes! And here the musician was, hestitated for quite a while before finally mustered enough courage to ring the bell as she stood in front of Akali's house.  Or for now it was Akali's house, to be precise. Upon entering the League, each of them was given a private place to stay until the war ends. Each place's coordinations were kept a secret and can only be accessed with the right passcodes, so no one could bother another unless they wanted to be bothered, just like in Akali's case right now. Those places varied from big mansions like Ashe's to a small house like Akali's. Of course, the bigger, the more expensive, and the rent will be subtracted from their earnings. Big mansions with all the convenience with maids moving all around like Ashe's costed quite an amount, but she was a queen. Unlike those outlaws, it was not money she was after, but the strength she would need to make the Freljord great again. But that doesn't mean Akali was an outlaw either. She was an assassin, being an assassin means working alone and as secretly as possible most of the time. Why would staying in a house be different? And still, they were all called legends after all. Even as a small house for free if they didn't want to pay for a luxurious place, it was still worthy for a champion to stay in.  After half a minute but felt like half an hour by Sona and her heartbeat countings might tell the same thing, the door opened. Before her eyes were Akali in her casual clothes, with no mask, hair hanged loose. Short T-shirt exposed her well defined stomach, just muscular enough. Her legs were smooth and slender, and while Sona's skin was ruddy white as all Ionians were, Akali's was paler, in contrast to her ravenblack hair. But no, the most important thing was between her legs, and as Sona saw the bulge, she couldn't help but blushed, while still staring at it. It was her first time seeing one, and especially, from a cold and ruthless assassin. Until Akali snapped her out. "Welcome to my place. Now, come in". Sona looked up, but instantly moved her eyes low again, shyly stepped inside, and then turned around to see the ninja closing the door. Akali gestured Sona to follow her, and they both came to her bedroom. Sona realized that Akali chose the same kind of apartment to stay in, and the ninja's casual girl-next-door look made her feel easier, to know that the menacing woman walking before her had at least some things common.   But the bedroom itself was quite different, as one would expect from an assassin. It felt a bit cold and empty, as there were mostly only standard furnitures of the apartment itself here. Akali clearly didn't have much to bring. And then her line of thought was cut short as she heard Akali closing the door behind while she was busy looking around. Speaking of which, they came here to... Like someone who had stayed quiet for a very long time, the small cyan haired girl gulped, then focused for a second. To let out her voice. "What do you want from me?" Akali's eyebrows lifted. She was surprised, as a sweet, echoing voice spoke inside her head. But not too surprised, being the Fist of Shadow have brought her eyes to many stranger things.  "So, let's get to the main topic. I know the secret you keep on the lower half of your body. And i will keep your secret with a price: spend this night with me. That's all. What do you say?" Well, that confirmed her guess that Akali only saw her masturbating and not what before that, and what a big relief it was that Sona let out a sigh of relief. But the condition itself was quite unexpected. Sex was what the assassin went after?  The idea of having sex with someone other than Caitlyn never came to her mind. She wasn't against it, she just didn't think that could happen at all, given the fact that no one was interested in her personality for some consensual way, and she wasn't a slut to let anyone get their way with her just because they wanted to. But in the end, she certainly didn't know anything about Akali, so whatever the condition was, maybe she would be surprised too. And well, there was only one rational answer. "... I accept." Akali managed to hide her mental grin.  All was going just as planned.  And then, she took a step foward and that startled Sona, the plump girl immediately stepped back, but got blocked by the bed and her back fell to the soft mattress. She climbed onto it too, and they faced each other. The helmet covered her face and also hid her blush as Sona could almost felt the warmth and arousal in the ninja's ragged breath, as she took a whole look closely at the DJ outfit below for the very first time.  She looked even better up close. The suit had no gap at all, it was truly like a second skin, wrapping every inch of Sona's body flawlessly, exposing every single sensual curve the musician had to show. This was the very thing that obsessed Akali and many other champions ever since the day they saw it 2 months ago. Well, there was one thing different. Her face was covered completely, instead of just the top part as before. Her cyan hair, which was as fresh as the sky, now looked so shiny as if it was illuminating some kind of soft light, and it felt so calm. Couldn't calm her sexual urges though. While she was not sure if Sona had the biggest boobs in the League because she didn't actually ask others' breast size, she could deffinitely guarantee that Sona's melons were the best. In the world. And Akali almost drooled as she rested on top of Sona's belly and used her free hands to grab those buns. Sona unconciously held her hands up in a defensive gesture, but shyly put them down and tried to look away, but was unable to do so because she was wearing a helmet with two big locks for her hair on a bed. And thus after a while feeling awkward, she peeped at Akali to see an assassin losing her cool, and it made Sona aroused as well, letting out muted moans, as her partner's mind was completely hypnotized by the juicy melons.  Well, that was why she chose to hide her face completely. Like a child playing with mother's tits, Akali gropped them, her fingers sunk into the fat like marshmallows even with the fabric's resistance. Even Ashe's weren't this big and soft! Hah, no wonder why Sona chose to move by floating on air instead of walking. Such huge boobies would be so damn heavy for her shoulders and every step she took would juggle them for everyone to see! The very thin layer of the suit was blocking her touch from feeling the real flesh, but that gave place for imagination, and it was even more erotic. Like how she could grip the suit with both hands and tear it apart so Sona could taste the shame as her whole cowtits are left exposed!  But no, not yet. Not because she didn't want to damage the clothes. Clearly Sona didn't need it in the first place. However, she must act gently, for now, so Sona would drop her guard and enjoy this night, and then fall into the trap. Oh, and then Akali was so going to enjoy it to her heart's content.  Remember: be gentle. As her fingers ran onto the top of those mountains, Akali noticed something strange: Why does it feel like she has no nipples? Those parts feel just the same as the rest of her tits. If the suit is this tight and thin, then shouldn't it show a small bulge at the very least? From below, Sona could do nothing but to feel Akali's touch running all over her, and she could see what was going on inside the assassin's head, and this situation was so awkward that the small girl decided to explain herself. The suit doesn't deform itself for the shape of my body. The opposite, actually. It has a predefined size for every little details and my body has to deform itself to fit inside. Like my nipples and... and... my crotch. Well, okay, now that was new. Akali knew how advanced technology has developed, but what kind of geniusly perverted mind would create such an outfit!? An outfit which expose all of its owner's curves but still hide the parts that need to be hidden?  Science really had gone too far. Not that she had anything to complain though. "Then how do you wear this thing?" Sona pointed a finger at the glowing triangle on the middle of her cleavage. "Um... when i want to wear it, i-i just put this button here on my chest and press it, my body will... automatically be covered. And i-if i want to undress, i just have to press it once more." "B-but... i can dispose any part of this suit at will, so..." Akali knew what the mute girl was about to ask. She doesn't want me to see her completely naked. I'm gonna make you my personal whore anyway. "Yes, i understand. So... can i look at your tits? Please?" Akali asked with a gentle smile. Even though Sona had known it would come to this and she already had her favored choice, it was after a moment of hesitation that she took a deep breath, and then the fabric started to decompose into several tiny squares and finally vanished into thin air, leaving her nicely shaped breasts fully exposed for Akali to admire. But all Akali could see were the tender nipples, and she swallowed hard. Had to admit every part of those boobs belonged to a flawless masterpiece. The aroelas had a healthy pink hue and the skin was smooth, which gave them a perky look. And even her ripe nipples were no minor either, each was at least half the size of a thumb. They were slightly wet and shiny from the tiny amount of sweat, and Akali couldn't resist the urge to have a taste. An eager kiss was placed on the left nipple and then her tongue instantly coiled around it, while the other one was occupied by her right hand, her fingers played with it, giving a soft pinch. Ashe had taught the assassin what to do with tits and her practices made perfect, which were too much for the virgin to handle. She shuddered in response to every move, her head thrown back, her breaths became more and more ragged and labor. Akali too could feel it, and that the nipple was getting hard under her twirling tongue. And she felt the urge to try something she hadn't been able to do before. She gave it a light bite. Immediately, the body below her stiffen and spasmed. Things grew more intense as Akali rubbed her teeth on it, while her right hand pinched hard on the other nipple. Sona's feeble libido was wrecked by the incredible new-found sensation on her erogenous zones. Her miserable dick came immediately, wetting her crotch. It would take a while for the suit to get grid of the stain. She wanted to cover her face in shame, but realized she was wearing a helmet all along. Akali noticed what happened too, and she smirked satisfiedly. The result came out far better than expected of the first try, since Ashe never allowed her to try this. Well, that was reasonable, she always just wanted Akali to be a submissive bottombitch. Fuck you Ashe. You Freljord Queen of the whores. Hope you will enjoy your life staying on your knees swallowing cocks while i keep this cumdump for my own!   "Can you dispose of the part down here too?" Akali asked as she climbed down, facing Sona's genitals. Sona knew she had no choice, and thus her tiny 10 years old's dick and ballsack, covered by more foreskin than the actual size of the dick itself, was exposed. As she just reached orgasm, it looked even more miserable, pretty much as frail and and fragile as a newborn bird, cowering in its nest. And that bird got wet by her own watery cum!  "I think It looks very... cute!" "R-Really?" Akali chose to reply with acts. It was definitely not something worth putting in her mouth but Akali still did. She had to show Sona that having a small dick doesn't mean that you can't enjoy a blowjob. Oh wait, blowjob was only meant for big and strong dicks, since a dick this small probably would cum the moment she sucked on it. Anyway, that dick was in her mouth now. Sona clearly was having a good time enjoy the warmth and sloppiness for the first time everOn the contrary, Akali couldn't feel anything at all even as she sucked it so hard, her tongue just ran on the soft skin. The taste was just a bit salty, and mostly came from Sona's sweat alone.  There was not a single thing close to the overwhelming smell and taste of sex and arousal when Akali lapped on the Freljord Queen's cumstains.   "Why am i remembering it now?" Trying to shake it off her mind, Akali focused her attention on the pretty ass. As she gave it a smack and grabbed it, Sona knew what she had to do. She rolled over and lifted her ass up high, while her hands reached out to a pillow in front of her and buried her face with it. "Come on, you know what to do now, don't you?" Akali moved her palms back and forth on the surface, massaging Sona's buns through the thin layer of fabric. But even though Sona had revealed them, she still kept her asshole hidden, and Akali couldn't understand why. If there was something about her more annoying than her stuttering mental voice, then it was her airhead. She had masturbated out in the middle of a warzone, why does she have to feel ashamed exposing her asshole anyway?  Akali grew tired of asking, so she gathered saliva on her tongue and sticked it out. After a moment of carefully positioning herself, she gave Sona a long, sloppy lick from the scrotum to the pucker, and when she reached the O-ring, she pushed her tongue on it, swirling around from the outside. Sona shuddered at both the sensation and the feeling. Akali wanted to lick her ass! Yes, please! Now her buttocks were finally on full display. Good. The pucker looked pretty nice. While Ashe's was darker and had a lot of wrinkles, and Akali had no idea nor bothered to check how her own looked before and after 3 months of buttfucking a 9-inch cock, Sona's was pink and pretty smooth. As its owner was breathing heavily below, it too was continuously spreading and closing itself slightly, almost felt like a living thing, and with it Akali could see the red membrane inside. But of course Akali wasn't going to put her tongue in it, not before Sona cleaned it first. And that was enough foreplay already. It was time to fuck. Good for both of them, Ashe was a great teacher. And the student remembered her lessons pretty well. The girl had already accquired the same lube her queen used... no, that woman used, waiting to use it on a girl who would spread out her butt to take the 6 inches cock. But that never happened. All the girls who she had gotten her hands on were too well acquaintanced with buttsex to require some lube in their ass, especially for a cock as small as hers. And things were pretty simple and easy for both of them, since Sona had enough experience firsthand to masturbate using one finger with no lotion required. But the pleasure brought by her finger was nowhere close to that of a real, hot shecock, trying to penetrate her most taboo hole. Akali kneeled behind, one hand grabbing that perfect ass, and one hand guiding her own member at the virgin but naughty pucker, getting the cock tip inside, then stopped. While the mute girl's hole accepted the stranger inside quite easily compared to her first time, it was still so damn tight and warm, and Akali felt so good from both the sensation of the O-ring and the fact that she was the first one to take this ass instead of anyone else, almost made her cum.  And she started to fondle the perfect buns below her eyes. Definitely could give them some slaps too, but not yet, Akali. Not yet. So she just trod in carefully like a explorer in a new cave, as it felt so good that she could cum immediately if she lost control for even a second. They sweated like crazy, Akali from trying to slide her cock deeper inside, Sona from trying to keep it spreaded open to welcome her first guest. When it was finally balls deep inside, Akali threw her head back and took a deep breath. Ashe clearly was too experienced and well trained, she made it look like this was just some child's trick. So she resumed with slow and steady thrusts. "Sooo... what do you think? Am i doing well?" "Y-yes... yes you are... It feels... very good..." "In that case... Why don't you put in it some effort too? I'm getting a bit tired here." "Huh?" Akali's movement started to slow down and eventually stopped. Sona looked over her shoulder to catch the ninja's sinister and sultry eyes staring at her.Then the girlcock left her loosened backdoor, and Akali laid down, arms behind her head, her erected dick pointed upward.  "Now tell me... what do you want to do?" Sona understood what this was all about. So she stumbled on her feet and got up, about to position herself on top, but Akali sneered "Hey, i have been asking you nicely all this time before doing anything to you, and now you just use me like an object? Where's the manner?"  "Uhm... Can i... sit on your... c-cock?" "Oh no, i think you can do better than that. Come on, opening yourself a little bit won't do any harm. Or i'm afraid you will live a boring life masturbating with a finger or two up in your ass because everyone thinks you like to be an introvert!" "Your voice is a melody too, Sona. You should speak more. And trust me" - She stared into Sona's eyes as her lips moved sensually - "Everyone loves and tends to be a whore in bed". And so all the mental images of her making out with Caitlyn, indulging themselves in pleasure were brought alive. Maybe her cock couldn't please the , but Vi was welcomed to join too, and they would worship that dick. It was a distant and illusive future, but now Sona knew what to do. She should be more active! So she squated above Akali's standing cock, spreading her thighs wide, her arms put behind her head to leave her naked glorious cleavage in full view, now looked even bigger from below. "Please... let me pleasure you with this d-disgusting sh-shit-hole... Please give me your dick...! I... need it... inside me!" "Very well. I had expected better, but at least you tried. Okay, take your reward!"  "Thank... youuUhm...!" Sona then staggered on her feet and sat down, her weight rested on Akali while 3 inches of cockmeat went balls deep inside in one go. Her body arched while her eyes rolled up, shredded tears of joy and her tongue lolled out too, though the helmet prevented Akali from seeing it. Oh, but she would. Very, very soon. The level of arousal went sky rocket for both of them and they fucked like the bitches in heat they were. "Yes, that's it! Harder!" Akali grabbed her boobies and pinched the nipples. Sona madly lifted herself up until only half the length was inside and then slammed her perfect ass down, creating erotic *Smack* *Smack* *Smack* sounds as their flesh met. There were sometimes when she moved up a bit too high and Akali's dick escaped, only to stab itself right in again. It almost hurted the way her O-ring took the chance to shrink before the meatrod stretched it and broke through with force, and Sona let out a muted groan. But when it reached her prostate and pounded on it with pure enthusiasm? She couldn't care less about that pain anymore as she was one step closer to heaven. It only took a couple of minutes for Sona to reach orgasm. The constant stimulation on her overly sensitive prostate was simply mind-blowing, and thus the tiny amount of cum left inside her small testicles was drained dry, which fell on Akali's crotch, almost invisible as they weren't much better than some droplets of water on the pale Ionian skin. And as Akali got the extra contraction which was the signal she longed for, followed seconds after the musician, grabbed her hips and tried to match the rhythm of the cumshots and that of her thrusts to send her spunk as deep inside as possible, screamed and moaned things beyond human language, her vision was vivid as adrenaline rushed up her brain. She couldn't hold against the tightness for long, with slippery bumps gliding all over her length, and the warmth and wetness were simply irresistible. Luckily Akali got time to recompose herself when they paused for repositioning, otherwise she would have ejacuated long ago.  It felt as if Sona's butthole was trying to milk her! Slimy, gooey spurts of cum tainted the membrane before dripping down, acting like a natural lube, giving extra warmth and wetness to Sona's backway. Sona's face was derp, her eyes half-closed but pupils opened wide and she gritted her teeth while still smiling stupidly and drooled in her cum-drugged state.  Sona only managed to laid down next to the ninja before falling asleep. Akali lapped and sucked on her nipple, but it was not the way a girl would caress her lover after a good mating course. It was the way one would claim their property. This whole thing was almost ironic to think about. Ashe trained her to be a bottombitch and she hated the queen for that, but now she was going to recreate what had been done with her to the innocent dickgirl here.  Sona absolutely had no idea. The DJ outfit looked perfect on her, but Akali told her to wear it not because the ninja wanted to take a close look at it, or to have sex with her in that outfit. No, it was a part of the plan. Only now had Akali realized how lucky she was to see Sona switching the helmet from half cover to full cover mode 2 months ago. Yes, if Sona was asked to wear such an outfit to an unfamiliar folk's place, of course she would choose to keep her face fully covered. It was the only thing a timid girl like her could do to gain just a little bit of security. More security means less wariness. And Sona already dropped her guard. Akali sticked her tongue out and gave Sona's face a long lick through her helmet, all the way from the chin to the forehead. She wondered what kind of face the no-longer-a-virgin made when they fucked. It was time to find out.

Chapter 5 - Incest Is Wincest (CASSIOPEIA/KATARINA)

Important note: If you haven't come back checking this story since the last chapter, please see chapter 0, for i have given it an update. There is something that you guys might be interested in. And don't forget to comment what's on your mind! Help me improve it! --- More often than not, this is the way you asume the gender of someone you meet (only when you are unsure whether or not she has a bulge under her panties though): the more curves she has on her body, the more likely she was born with a pussy. And if she possesses a big frame with more muscles than fat under her skin, then there is most likely a cock dangling between her legs, and a big one too. Sejuani is indeed a good example: one of the most muscular in the League, only second to Illaoi. Breast size is a bit below average, though they fit perfectly on her well toned body. Every limb she possesses are weapons, including the boneless one: a weapon meant to break everything that stops her from putting a bun in the oven. And perhaps, also to break everyone. People who stay somewhere in between – ones who have their fair share of curves - are difficult to make a guess. Though reality often proves that, the bigger her breasts are and the softer she looks, the smaller her cock is (or the more likely she has a womb). Shemales can’t give birth, thus they can’t breastfeed, so there isn’t a point in having big breasts, wouldn’t you agree? Exceptions are quite rare, like one in a hundred. Ashe, for example, who has more than enough fat on where she needs, and a bitchbreaker good enough to make a dozen whores crawl at her feet, begging to be the first to get violated. Ahri – despite being the one closest to the term “perfection” - doesn’t count, for she had been a male fox who stole a females’s essence. And neither does Sona, but she is special in a different way: she has almost no cock at all, but in return she looks more like a female role model than most females themselves. An androgynous lacks every good stuff above. Breasts? None. Ass? Error 404. Dick? More girl-ly than dickgirl-ly, if she has one that is. Vagina? Most likely. Most girls don’t like them – they are fragile and so are their miserable cocks. Neither do strong shemales: they don’t have enough meat nor their holes are stretchy enough to withstand even one good fuck, much less a double penetration. Anal is difficult as well. Females are meant to be impregnated, so they have wide hips by default. An average shemale, even though theirs might be smaller, can still swallow a huge sausage with their lower mouths. An androgynous – being female or not – can’t take a cock more than 3 inches in girth, simply because their are too small. Thus androgynous whores are mostly favored by the average – females and shemales alike - those who like to take the dominant role, but do not have what it takes to actually pull it off. Sex in public is, of course, not allowed. And half-dark alleys are exactly the kind of place somewhere between public and private. When ecstastic moans and the sound of flesh smacking on each other are gone, cumstains and used condoms – sometimes even torn panties – will be found. That is the aftermath of people falling in sex at first sight, or a whore getting paid for a quick shot. For some people, having passengers witnessing how good they are at fucking others into submission is as important as the pleasure in sex itself.  Katarina was a sucker for that, and she sure knew how to abuse her position - not as the General’s daughter, but as the deadliest assassin in Noxus, and arguably in the world. It all started with a feast that was made to honor her merits in Noxus’s glorious victory against Demacia: A shemale general – one as old as her father – overtly disrespected her and challenged her to a fight. After losing miserably, the general was thrown onto one of the tables, her pants torn before Katarina fucked her asshole. Raw. Everyone present – the guests, the servants, even her whole family - was able to see how the angry expression turned into one belonged a submissive bitch in heat only after minutes. And when the young assassin finished cumming, the so-called general was already too far lost in pleasure. Katarina could never forget the eyes of those around watching. She saw fear. Admiration. Arousal. And she knew they all wished to replace the bitch on that table. Those thoughts were tasty. And so Katarina repeated. Now there were girls who learned the taste of her cock scattered everywhere in Noxus when the ruthless one developed a liking for them when they passed her by on the streets. None of them had any problem with that. The females even wished they would get pregnant, though unfortunately for them, there was success so far. And there was one problem: none other could make them feel as debased as she did. Katarina had earned everything to rise above them all. With the rate of her climbing the ranks and fucking the citizens, they thought the sadistic assassin would make this whole country her own brothel in no time. And so did she. Yet she learned to give up on that ambition. Katarina had never liked her youngest sister – Cassiopeia Du Couteau. Unlike the rest of the family, who proved their worth through blades and trophies, Cassiopeia preferred to sit in the dark, pull the strings, and let her puppets do the dirty work. Well, nothing’s wrong with that. That is a kind of strength too. However, she relied on it too much. She thought anyone can be controlled, manipulated. Hmph. The only reason she hadn’t been dead yet was because the deadliest assassins were all Du Couteaus. Katarina didn’t trust her. Thus there was no sisterly love either. And when she heard that Cassiopeia had returned from Shurima only to lock her new lamia self in their family’s crypt, she couldn’t care less. Pathetic weakling. On that night, Katarina returned home after finding some good fucks in a tavern. She was spent, ready to hit the sack, until she noticed something was off: the crypt’s gate was open. Someone finally decided to get some fresh air? Hah, good for her. She then turned around and continued to where she was going to. Unaware that while she stared at that gate, a serpentine figure slithered into her room.  As Katarina closed the door and unzipped the black suit, she smiled at how perfect she was. Being outside mostly when the sun has gone down gave her a fair complexion on a well trained body, neither muscular or lithe, just fit, greatly emphasized by the black tattoo running on her abs. Her breasts were firm and only average in size, but for an assassin, those were good. Her nipples stood upward, as if expressing the arrogance in her nature. Still, they weren’t the brightest spots on her body. Katarina had quite wide hips, which would have made her look like extremely fertile had she not have a cock. Her was covered by tight leather suit specially designed to fit her perfectly, leaving nothing to the imagination. One of the reasons why people liked to walk behind her, and she took pride in that. When she pulled her pants down, her dick flopped out and hung freely, having been exhausted after ejacuating seven times in a row in that tavern debauchery. And yet its curved shape was still visible. She wasn’t the most well hung alpha predator out there with only 8 inches in length, but it was the shape that made females crazy and shemales broken. Katarina would hit and crush their prostate with every thrust, forcing them to their hands-free orgasm and milking them dry before flooding their flesh pipe with her superior swimmers.  She grabbed it with one hand and flung it up and down, right and left. She played with it, squeezing it from the base, made it ooze out a big droplet of precum, which turned into a string, slowly reached the ground. She smiled at the picture in the back of her mind: earlier in the tavern, one of the sluts using both hands to stroked her cock, while staring at it like possessed, with bliss in her eyes. With this cock, i can get all the bitches... “With this cock, you can get all the bitches, big sissss.” "The fuck!?" Startled, assassin turned around. She was fast, but already one step behind. A giant snake body wrapped around her from breasts to toe in less than a second, immobilizing her completely. Casiopeia showed her face to her big sister. Her taloned hands, like snakes, slithered on her sister’s face and breast, examining the pale skin, and the anger in those emerald eyes. “But dear sisss, you will always be my bitch.” “Cassio-? What the fuck are you doing!?” "Ahhhh hah hah hah, you look even more beautiful when you're angry." Cassiopeia licked her lips. With a long, forked tongue of a snake. To Katarina, her sister's sultry voice was utterly disgusting. That bitch was not even worthy being a servant in her house, let alone being her sister. And that bitch dared to talk, to play with her like this? "You're not funny, fucking failure of a Du Couteau. Let me go!!" "KHARRRRRGHHHH!!!" In the blink of an eye, Cassiopeia tightened her tail's grip and rushed her head right in front of her sister's face before letting out an atrocious roar. Katarina had no idea, but she would have been turned into a statue had it not been because her view was completely covered by the younger sister's corrupted mouth. The younger sister's tongue wasn't the only thing on her face changed by the spells of Shurima. Her jaws were too. Unlike human's, the joints of a snake's jaws are located at the back of its head, which allows it to open its mouth wide enough to swallow preys as big as itself. However, her face would still look the same under normal circumstances, like when she talks and eats. Eating small food that is.  When Cassiopeia loosened her grip back to before, Katarina felt like her heart had stopped for a second from the lamia's hair-raising act. She quivered in fear as she stared at Cassiopeia's throat - a slimey abomination from flesh and drools, long fangs dribbled with venom.  Wait. I, quivered in fear? Me? Only now Katarina realized she was more fucked than she had thought. "Hehhh hehhh hehh, sorry, big sissss." Cassioepia giggled after closing her jaws. "I'm still learning to control myself, so please, try to refrain from testing my patiencccce. But you know what, there are so many ways i can kill you with this new body. I can crush all of your bones, insssstantly. I can swallow you whole and digest you, ssssslowly. But those methods would destroy your beauty. Maybe you can look at me in the eyes like real lovers, then i'll petrify you and place you in the middle of my room. A true massssterpiecccccce." "Oh, no, sisss, don't be scared." The lamia smiled almost innocently. "There's no way i'm going to do that. I love you." She began to carress Katarina as her older sister was shaking and sweating like crazy. She was afraid. She had known what Cassiopeia had been capable of. Now she knew what Cassiopeia was capable of. She had thought that someone like her younger sister, one who never had tasted defeat and took such a devastating defeat, would never be able to lift her head up again. And so she had let her guard down. Cassiopeia's arms wrapped around her sister as she embraced Katarina and spoke in a carefree tone, which was even more horrific. "And now... i'll make you mine." The next thing Katarina knew was having two deadly venomous fangs plunged on her neck. She screamed in terror and agony. Or at least, tried to. Her voice couldn't get out. Cassiopeia giggled and withdrew, uncoiled her serpentine tail. Katarina would have fallen like a tree had Cassiopeia not caught her and brought her to the bed. Now she realized that her body was completely paralyzed. She could only move her eyes, and she used them to stare at the figure above her as the lamia started undressing herself.  "Sisss, you would have been dead had i used all of my fangs and venom. Took me a lot of time to control them. And a lot of specimens too. Why do you think i went out anyway?" Cassipeia giggled as she remembered the poor criminals who she had hunted earlier. Well, they should be out cold for a few days. More than enough time for someone to discover and bring them in. Or maybe fuck them first. Some of them were quite fuckable. But they were not here type. She already had her eyes on her all high and mighty big sister. "Ohhh, This was killing me. I haven't bought any new bra yet after returning from the trip." The younger sister took off her two-numbers-too-small bra and tossed it aside, freeing her breasts, almost twice as big as Katarina's.  Then she untied her belt, and threw it on her sister's noses, carefully not to block her eyes. The disgusting stench caused Katarina's head to swoon. Cassiopeia could tell that, judging by the way her sister's eyes moved around like crazy. "Smells lovely, doesn't it?" "Now, sisss, take a good look." After throwing the belt away to let Katarina concentrate on the show, the lamia placed her fingers around her crotch. There was a vulva. Or so the assassin thought. Until Cassiopeia held her breath, and that part shifted. It opened.   A meat rod started sliding out. The head was flat and deformed, and Katarina had never seen one before, but with logic, this should be how a big snake penis looked like. It was smooth and pink, as pink as the insides of a body, giving you the thought that this is either new-born, or well protected and rarely used. In Cassiopeia's case, it was both. And the surprise didn't end there. Another head was pushed out. It was another. Compared to the former, which Katarina estimated that should be as thick and long as her forearm, this one was smaller. It looked mutated too, but it still retained the characteristics of a human cock: the shaft was darker and had foreskin, and the crown was rounder. Finally, the base of both cocks slipped out, along with two big pairs of testicles, red in color and so plump it looked as if the four were dragging the whole genitals down low. The balls belonged to the bigger cock were also bigger. Now that the base was revealed, it became obvious that the smaller one was the original Cassioepia had got. The other one was the result of the spell, being grown like a branch on the left side of her crotch. And yet it outgrew its sister. One would ask how all of them managed to fit inside that slit. Well, her hips were extraordinarily wide for a reason. Katarina certainly didn't like the development of this situation. But there was nothing she could do, except from watching the lamia playing with her cocks the same way she had done minutes ago. Cassiopeia slithered on the bed, around her big sister, and slapped the bigger cock on her cheek. The cocks were both slimy, naturally lubricated by some kind of fluid the sheathe excreted, which would help her getting her way with unwilling preys. With the other hand, she spread Katarina's mouth open to its limit and pushed the crown on the lips. "Hmm, too small. Can't fit this one, as expected. Oh, i have an idea! Maybe i'll turn you into something similar to me, and your mouth will be able to spread wide enough to fit my cocks at the same time! You like the sound of that, sisss?"  Of course, her eyes were saying "Fuck no!! Stay away from me, you psycho!!".  "Mmmm." Cassiopeia moaned excitingly as she slowly stroked that cock. Soon cum started to leak out and dropped into Katarina's mouth. "This cock is quite an extraordinary tool, you see. It's very easy for it to cum, it can give you a bowl full of my seed only in half a minute. And when it ejacuates for real, heh heh, things can get a little... messsssy.". The assassin had never tasted cum or juice before. She just loved spraying cum on the whores' faces she claimed because in her mind, once someone gets marked by cum in public, they would be as low as trash. "Hmmm, come on, drink up! Don't be shy. You can drink to your heart's content, i have so much stored. Oh, maybe you will become like me if you drink enough?". Katarina of course didn't want to become like her, but the Cassiopeia was getting hornier with every second imagining what it would be like for her vicious sister to be a lamia, her hand was stroking faster and faster. "Ah, how am i so thoughtless. My precious cream belongs to somewhere else, right?" She stopped stroking and realized that the assassin's face was red. With the paralyzing venom, Katarina could barely breath. And she could neither spit out or swallow a mouthful of cum. "Oops, sorry! I'm so sorry, sssissss! Let me help you!". She lifted her sister up. In her panicked mind, Katarina thought Cassiopeia was going to let the cum flow back out. However... ... She spread the assassin's jaws to its extent again, then pushed her smaller cock straight down. The natural lube, combined with her cum and Katarina's saliva made things go swimmingly. Cassiopeia moaned animalisticly, savagely moved Katarina's head up and down, oblivious about the fact that Katarina eyes were almost white and tears rolled down her face. While her throat's relexes were still on, they were by no means enough to object the lamia's rampage. Every time the lamia went in, the crown hit her esophagus painfully. When it came out, her throat was pulled, making her body feel the need to vomit, but then the intruder would come back in. While her tongue was so numb from everything going on that she couldn't taste anything, her nose wasn't helping. When she was filled, her throat was blocked completely and that gave her the need to breath. But when she could barely get a breath, there was only that nasty reek to inhale.  She was forced to breathe in the smell where it came from. And if the belt's stench was disguting, the crotch's stink was horryfying. It was obvious that Cassiopeia didn't bother cleaning her genitals. Well, judging how troublesome getting her cocks and testicles out of the slit was, it is only reasonable, isn't it? And she had a sick thought: only her big sister - her lover, was worthy to be used to clean those parts. Starting with this smaller cock.  So she just literally used her sister's mouth to wash it all the way clean. There wasn't that much pleasure from deepthroating Katarina, but who cares? She was putting Katarina's mouth into good use. The mouth of the most fearsome assassin in Noxus. Admired and feared by anyone. They would do anything to be claimed by her. Yet now here she was, taking her sister's fuckhole in her thoat. Powerless! Inferior! Obedient! Submissive! Cassiopeia moaned louder and louder in ecstasy, her tail swung from side to side as rapture embraced her existence. Then with one roar, loads after loads of sperm poured down into Katarina's guts like a waterfall. And yet thanks for the venom, Katarina's body didn't show any reaction. The only difference between her state and a dead meat was that she was warm. "Hahhhh... That was refreshing. Thankss, siss!" She shook the assassin's head. Her eyes rolled up and not moving at all. "Hey, wake up! The night's still young, you know. There's still plenty of fun for ussss to enjoy. Ahhh, you're not listening. How rude. I'll go on before you then." Cassioepia rolled her sister's body over, and spread that juicy ass with her thumbs grabbed on Katarina's asshole, and slid her slippery tongue in. It was longer, smoother and forked, but was still as thick as a normal tongue. The tightness of the virginal lovehole couldn't stop it from going in. It slapped around the walls of flesh, tasting, exploring. She even spread her jaws to its limit, allowing a few more inches of her snake of a tongue to go in, reaching past the colon. Her sister was so tasty, she could get addicted to this! Finally, before leaving the delicious meathole, she turned, twisted her tongue from sides to sides, trying to lap as much saliva as possible. The lube would probably be enough, but just to be sure. Because it was gonna get stretched very, very wide...  She grabbed her smaller cock and circled on the O-ring, smearing the mixture of lube. The meat shaft was still recovering and hadn't got as hard as it could be, but it should do the trick. Katarina was both tight and completely irresponsive, so Cassiopeia had to do all the hard work. She spread and pushed. Then spread and pushed more. The tightness was tenacious without Katarina's help in opening herself, but finally the tip went in. She moved it out a bit and in some more, stimulating her body to produce more slime. "Mmmm, sisss, you're so fucking tight i think i could cum." She started to move. There was still not much pleasure she could feel, for her cock had just cum and now it was aching from being forced to get erect in such a short amount of time. But that was a good thing, because with this incredible tighness, she would have ejacuated had her cock not drained before this. And there was no way she was gonna give her sis a premature ejacuation. Not in their wedding night, oh no. The lamia could feel it. After being... augmented, her senses improved greatly. Katarina was opening herself more and more with every thrust. Looser. Softer. Like a meat getting tender under a mallet. Cassiopeia knew that... her sister was ready. To accept her love. She pulled her smaller dick out and slapped the bigger one on Katarina's asscheek, admiring how beautiful it was. It was as hard as a rock, more than prepared for this. She had been waiting for this moment. She had wanted her sister for so long ago. But only after being turned into this, she found the resolve and the means to act. And everything was all according to the plan. Now the last step was to repeat what she was doing, only with a bigger cock. And a looser hole. Cassiopeia gasped at how good it felt when she managed to get it all inside. The hole was perfect, like it was created for this sole purpose. As if it was a living thing, trying to squeeze whatever her testicles had just from the tightness alone. Finally the moment has come. She lied down on her sister's back, embracing her. Katarina, all the while, still couldn't move her body at all, but the lamia could feel the hot, ragged breath. With the smaller cock, the pain was bearable. But with this serpent of a cock, her ass was on fire. Hot tears rolled down on her face only for Cassiopeia to lick them clean as she leaned her cheek on her sister's, carressing her. "Ah... I've taken my sssister's anal virginity. No... You're not my sssister anymore. From now on, you will be my love." She closed Katarina's lips to place a kiss on them. "I love you... Kat." "Hufff...!" Was the only sound the mighty assassin could let out in her breath as the lamia started fucking her for real. Everything was burning, but she could feel the head of that thing clearly. It was big, and unlike the rounder head of the smaller cock, it managed to leave marks in the back of her mind everytime it went in and out. It reached places even Cassiopeia's tongue hadn't. Her love button was pounded continuously, causing her cock to ache from erection and orgasmed for the eighth time in a row tonight. And yet it was not allowed to go limp. It was painful. It was pleasant. How the monster stretched her, and how her body shifted to accomodate. How more and more of her interior was intruded, and how she learned to feel the parts of her body she couldn't feel before. How it was bruising her prostate, and how it was jerking her off without touching her cock. How much she despised the person who was raping her, and how that person was driving her insane with newfound sensations. Cassiopeia had always dreamed for this moment. So many times she had fapped with this vision in her mind. And this? This felt like a thousand times better. "Hahhhh... can you feel it, my love? I'm going... *huff...* to cum... *huff...* inside you. If only i could make you pregnant. Dammit, it would be perfect. A baby in your womb would make this complete. Take it, Kata! Take my seeds! Get pregnant... from your dirty asshole!!" Katarina couldn't pay attention to those words. There was too much going on. And yet it felt as if everything stopped, allowing her mind to experience what it was like to have torrents of sperm rushed into her bowels. Shots after shots, fired with such force she could feel the first ones clearly as they painted her insides white, before filling her full with the creamy liquid. It felt so warm. Almost numbing. The lamia didn't stop fucking while she was cumming, making Katarina even more of a mess inside. Wetter membrane meant faster thrusting. And cumming felt so good she couldn't think about anything other than getting as much pleasure as possible before this precious moment gone. Make their first time complete and whole. "Fuck, that was even better than i had expected." Cassiopeia gasped for air satisfiedly as she pulled her limp cock free in one go, causing Katarina to feel like her too sensitive asshole was turned inside out. She felt it when the lamia had to use force to pull out the crown, leaving the deformed hole gaping for a second. And in the next second, she was flipped up and her young sister wasted no time to fuck her mouth with the now-erect smaller cock. "You are so good, Kat. When i used the bottom hole of yours i miss how good your top hole felt wrapping around me. Good thing is i have two cocks." The lamia didn't allow her to rest. After fucking her mouth with the smaller cock, the bigger one would have recovered and her asshole would get fucked again. And just like that, the cycle repeated. When the sun finally rose again, Cassiopeia had already finished her 5th round. The bed was a mess. There were cumstains everywhere on Katarina's body. Even though the venom had lost half of its effect, Katarina still had no strength to move her limbs. She was not even fully concious. Half awake, half asleep. Even for a well trained assassin, both the physical and mental stress put on her was too much to handle. It felt like she was trapped in a never ending loop, but it seemed like Cassiopeia finally decided to take a break.  "Oh my, didn't notice it's already morning. Mmmhhmm, i still want to do it more, but it's not like you're going anywhere, right? Let's get some rest." But Katarina didn't catch that. With no cock forcing her to wake up, she slumbered in seconds. *** [A few hours later.] When Katarina woke up at noon, her mind was sober. Everything around her was disgusting. Cum everywhere in and on her body, and on the bed. It was also the only thing she could taste and smell. Cassiopeia was sleeping soundly behind her, wrapping her arms and tail around Katarina tightly. Well, of course escaping wouldn't be as easy as running straight out of the door. But there has to be a way. If this go on any further... i may not even have the will to fight. "Still looking for a way to escape? You hurt my feelingsss ssso bad." "Wh-what...? How?" "Oh, did i forget to tell you that my senses were highly improved? I was woken up by how fast your heartbeats got. Amazing, right?" Okay, now that was new. Katarina didn't know what to do anymore. "You look amazed. I still have so much to show you, if you let me. But save that for later. You're craving for my cocksssssss, right?" Cassiopeia climbed on top of Katarina, letting her cocks lay on her lover's flat stomach. The assassin could feel how hot and erect they were, how they were throbbing in need, waiting to remind her how hard she had screamed in her mind last night.  "N-no... Stop... Let... me... go... or..." "Oh, what are you going to do, darling? Let's face it. You know you can't win. You can't escape from me. I can play around with you like a snake playing with a rat. When you almost manage to get out of here, i'm gonna give you another dose of venom. And then i would continue enjoying your company. How does that sound?" "N... No..." Katarina tried to stop Cassiopeia from spreading her legs. She held her hands on her sister's head, trying to push her away from sucking her erect dick. The dick she had been proud of. Now it just looked like children's toy, even when compared to Cassiopeia's human cock. The lamia let go of her cock with a suckle on the crown, licking her lips while staring at Katarina whorishly. "No...! Please...!" Her sister aligned the reptile genital in front of her asshole, and pushed. "No!" It hurt so much, Katarina had to spread her asshole against her will. And that was all Cassiopeia needed to shove it all in. "Hhhnngghh!" The assassin gritted her teeth to endure the pain. But when the rapist started moving, it died down. Gradually, replaced with the last thing she would need right now: Mind-blowing pleasures that could make her cock orgasmed. She saw how her belly shifted, a buldge moving up and down, pushing her toned abs outward. The visible sign of her body being demolished. She knew her mind was, too. She desperately crawled on the bed sheets but she couldn't overwhelm her captor's grip. She tried to look for something. Something that could get her out of this mess. But the poundings would just pull her thoughts back to where they should be: experiencing how good Cassioepia was at fucking her into submission. Katarina turned away, hiding her face behind her hands in shame. What she had done to the others, now was being done to her. And the longer it was happening, the more she changed. Adapted. She didn't want to enjoy this. She was forced to enjoy this.  Erotic moans started to escape her mouth when her prostate was pummeled. She tried her best to hide, but it was no use. That was all the arousal Cassiopeia needed to go at full throttle. "Now you're more honesssst, Kat. I'm so happy. That's right. Moan for me, my love. Scream my name!" No... I don't want this... But this... this feels... so good! *knock* *knock* Huh? "Excuse me, Mistress Katarina. Are you in there?" "..." "You haven't had breakfast and lunch today. We thought you were tired, so we have brought your meals here." "..." "Mistress?" Cassiopeia looked at the door behind her back, and stared back at Katarina. She obviously showed no fear of this situation development, and on the contrary, it seemed she even liked where this was going to. "Come on, be a good Mistress and answer her. Oh, maybe she can help you! Just yell 'Call the others! Call my father! Cassiopeia is assaulting me!' and they will get you out of here! You can prevent me from catching her! Come on!" She taunted while still fucking Katarina, even harder than before. "Mistress?" *knock* *knock* "Are you sick?" There was concern in her voice. "If you're in there, please excuse my intru-" "No! I'm okay. Just... resting. You can... *cough* leave them out there. I'll take them... later." Katarina tried to hide the gasps with coughing, as it was too difficult to speak fluently with a dick ravaging her asshole. "I understand. And one more thing: the Master told me to ask if you have seen Lady Cassiopeia, or know where she went to. Do you?" "Oh my, you're going to cum? In this situation? What a ssslut!" Cassiopeia whispered mockingly as she felt Katarina's cock twitching.  "*cough* *cough* N- *cough* No. *cough* I don't." Her body trembled from head to toe as she orgasmed. "A-Are you sure you're all right, Mistress? Please wait, i will call the family doct-"   "No!! J-Just go away! I want to *cough* be alone."  "Then i will take my leave. Sorry to have disturbed you." When the sound of footsteps gradually gone, Cassiopeia also stopped pounding her lover. "What's wrong, Kat? It sounds as if you're scared of them knowing that i've assaulted you."  "Sh-shut up." "Oh, right, i forgot you're not the talkative type." Cassiopeia then forced the assassin to get up while she lied down, with her cock still balls deep inside. She grabbed Katarina's hands and placed them on her stomach. "Few wordss, many deedss then. Ride my dick like a good cowgirl and keep that assss nice and tight for me, will you?" Katarina didn't know how to respond. But the lamia just continued pummeling her. Only that this time, she did it half-assedly. Katarina grew frustrated. She wanted the pleasures she was given before. This just made her insides itch. So she started moving on her own. And before she knew it, she was riding Cassiopeia while she closed her eyes and moaned whorishly. That's right. I should have realized sooner. I don't lover her. I don't agree with her. I'm not going to give her what she wants. But i will get what i want. And i want this. This feels... so fucking good! "Ohhh! I love you the most when you're honest! Come on, i'm close! Give it more effort, and then i shall reward you!" "Ah... yes... Cum... inside me...!" Katarina no longer gave a shit about anything else. Right now the only thing she cared was pleasure. And how to get more pleasure. She moved her ass like possessed. "Yes, that's the spirit, darling! Here it comes!" Her vision exploded into stars, and everything went vivid as andrenaline rushed to everywhere in her brain, filling her existence with rapture. Cassiopeia didn't lie about being able to cum buckets. Katarina felt like she had been filled another big meal again. So much cum. So warm. So full. So happy.  Without any strength left and with Cassiopeia's cock growing flaccid, Katarina had to get off, gaping for air. But when the lamia stood up, she couldn't help but staring... "Hmm? What's with that look? Ah, you're expecting me to make you suck my cock again, right?" Hearing those words, Katarina snapped out of her daydream and turned her eyes away awkwardly. But then she remembered that she didn't have to run anymore, not after going this far. So she clumsily grabbed it and licked it like how a good girl should. Even though the smell was awful, the taste was surprisingly good. The slime was slightly sweet, the precum bitter and salty, making her mouth water. "Mmmm... Yessss... so eager to pleassssse..." *** Katarina was tending to Cassiopeia's genitals, licking everything clean: smegma, cum and slime, both fresh and dried. Then she felt Cassiopeia's hand on her cheek, motioning her to stop and look up. They looked at each other in the eyes. "I love you so much, Kat." "I... i..." "Ssssshhh. You don't have to answer me right at this moment. I'll be waiting. But if i can be selfish, then when there's just the two of us, i'll call you Kat. And you will call me Cassie. No one else has to know about our relationship, alright?" "..." "... All right. Cassie." Cassiopeia pulled her up to give her a deep kiss, and hugged the love of her life to sleep. *** [Later that day...] Katarina was sleeping well. Cassiopeia would have slept some more too, but this wasn't her room. And there was something she had to do. Someone she had to meet. She returned to the crypt, and closed the gate. Even when it was open, no one had given it a visit. Boring place anyway.  And yet Cassiopeia knew she was not alone. "Oh, just on time! I thought you forgot about me." There was a sultry voice in the darkness. "Hehh, how can i? I may not look like it, but i'm a girl with manners. Something you don't have, grandma. Forcing my darling to answer you when she was cumming? That was very rude." The lamia giggled. "Well, what can i do? A grandma like me loves seeing kids enjoying themselves. It makes me feel young again. But more importantly i just wanted to make sure the potion worked." "Oh, it worked like dark magic. You have my eternal gratitude. Now, where can i find our girl?" *** [Two days ago, Family Du Couteau's crypt] Cassiopeia had been living in here for a few weeks. The first weeks were spent disgusting her new form, and mourning the aristocratic life she lost. Then she learned to accept what she had become, and how to put her new body into good use. One of the new things she could do was to taste the air with her tongue. And she knew very well the smell of the crypt she stayed in. Until one morning, she tasted an unfamilar smell. Something that couldn't be here, was here. A sweet, fragrant aroma of roses in a rotten place. Still, she pretended nothing was wrong. She went around, acting as if she was doing works, until she found out exactly where the source of that smell was. It led to a statue.  "KHARGGHHHH!!" Cassiopeia fired a blast of acidic venom from her throat. The statue's skin was immediately corrosed, revealing a real person being burned by the noxious liquid, hands covering her deformed face. Cassiopeia grinned at the intruder, who was screaming in agony "You're gonna tell me who you are, and who sent you, before i melt your fucking skull off!" And then the figure vanished. Into thin air, along with the gracious fragrance. Leaving only a pool of her venom on the ground. "What the fuck!!?" Cassiopeia slithered back, unable to comprehend what just happened. "Oh my, that's quite impressive." That voice was from behind her back. She aggressively turned around and fired another blast, but this time there was nothing. And then there were laughters coming from another direction. "Show yourself, coward!" "I intend to, but that's impossible if you keep spitting on me like that. We are all civilized humans, right? Don't worry, i'm not here to harm." "Fine then. But don't fuck with me. Or you're going to be my breakfast." Chuckling from the shadows, a figure emerged like a magic trick. The first thing Cassiopeia noticed was that this person had a fancy way of dressing. There was a black coat with wide collar covering her back completely but it didn't make her look mysterious, because she wore little on the front, showing her extremely pale skin, suggesting that this person had always stayed in the dark. What she wore could be compared to a set of seductive looking lingerie one would only wear to arouse their mate in bed. But the most remarkable thing about her was her eyes. They were almost like Cassiopeia's herself. Evil. Intrigue. Cunning. Malicious. And she felt like those eyes could see right through her. Cassiopeia knew what type this person was: the "If you treasure your life, never stand against her." - type. "A pleasure to meet you, Cassiopeia Du Couteau. I am LeBlanc of the Black Rose." "You're lying. The Black Rose is just a myth." "You're not the first one to say so, and won't be the last, so i'm not going to bother proving it. But i believe you can see that we are kindred spirits. And you think i will try to deceive you with a blatant lie?" Well, that much was true.  "Then what the hell are you doing here? What could 'the great Black Rose' want from me?" "Ahhahaha, nothing much. We just heard that a Du Couteau had returned to her home as a monster. And as the Matron of the Black Rose, i had come to see for myself. To see if your existence could affect Noxus." She spoke with a smile, something Cassiopeia could not interpret. "But now that i have seen all that needs to be, i feel that the rumors were exaggerated. All i can see is a powerful beauty, though short-tempered." "Pft. Cut the act. That maybe the reason you're here, but it's not the reason you show up. I can tell that you could have hidden away from me. But you chose not to. Tell me why." "Mhmm hm hm haha. Smart girl. I guess i can be more honest with you. Right, i wanted to have a chat with you, because i felt that we can make a contract. I can give you-" "No. Don't try to tempt me. What do you want?" "So cautious. All right. I want you to capture a person. I already have information on her whereabouts, but she's not in Noxus, and i'm too busy right now. She's strong, but after watching you these days, i believe you can overwhelm her easily. Especially because she refuses to kill. How does that sound?" "Tasty. Who is she?" "Ever heard of the name Riven?" LeBlanc gave Cassiopeia a photograph of a white-haired woman. "Riven? She's alive? Heheheheh, interesting." Oh, pretty girl. "But why me? Surely you have many more better choices." "Because they are all related to the Black Rose, and i don't want any of them to know about this. The Black Rose still thinks she's dead. They aren't looking for her. I am. So, do you accept?" "Depends on how good your offer is." "A chance to make Katarina yours." Cassiopeia was astonished when she heard that, but only for a moment. Right, of course she would know. The lamia had masturbated with both cocks screaming her sister's name as she peaked for so damn many times. LeBlanc grinned implicitly as she took out a small potion. "Drink this. Wait for one hour, and then... fill her with as much of your body fluid as possible, which i think won't be a problem for you. And then she will grow addicted to it. She won't be able to live for a day without receiving your lovejuice." "Sounds too good to be true. Is the effect permanent? Is there an antidote?" "I created this myself, haven't made any antidote, and it should last long enough to give you two a happy life. So i wanted to answer 'yes' and 'no', but there is no such thing as absolute certainty, my child. Which is why i'm just calling this 'a chance'. Grab it or ignore it, that is your choice." "..." "I ssssay... we have a deal". "Very well then."

Chapter 0 - Evie's Morning Ballad

As I shower off after my run I hear her. Makeup cases clattering, blow dryer running. She’s tossing things around instead of placing them neatly, and I realize that at this rate she’ll be gone before I’m done so I take a peek out of the shower curtains to catch a quick glance of her cute little ass as she leans towards the mirror to apply makeup.   Most girls lean with a rounded back, or maybe straight, not my Evie. As she leans forward, her back arches and then her butt pops up as if she’s presenting it to me, only I know that she’s not because she doesn’t have her glasses on and likely can’t see this far away. This is just the way that she is, subconsciously erotic at all times. My cock can’t help but grow in appreciation.   For a moment I consider watching her and stroking. Her breasts sway when she’s in a rush. I love it, but it’s a sight I don’t see often enough since it embarrasses her. For some reason she thinks I’d only enjoy the taught tits of nubile teens. But my love is no child. She’s been worked and reworked, plunged back into the fires of passion time and again by more lovers than I can count and it’s me she’s chosen to put the final polish on her. And oh how she sings when polished. It’s a song no tepid child could sing.   So now would be a good time to enjoy the show. That’s when the voice comes. Fuck her! Get out of the shower and fuck her now!   “Shit! Babe, have you seen my black pants?” she calls to me.   “All of your pants are black,” I quip through the fold.   She doesn’t see me watching her roll her eyes. “Thanks,” she mutters and just like that she’s gone.   You blew it, you arse! Could have fucked that little slut and sent her off with a smile on her face!   I quiet the little beast with another tug on my cock. With the warmth of the water sliding over me, and nothing but the fantasies of my wife filling the silence left in her wake it’s not difficult to lose myself to stroking. Another day, perhaps, I’ll have her stick her bottom into the shower so that I can fuck it like I’m living in one of those hentai comics where guys queue up to fuck cunts on a wall. She’d do it, too,… I think.   She’d do more than that if you just told her to! snaps my trollish little backbrain. She fucked that bloke Chris in loos all the time back at Uni. She’d corner him in there, wrap that slutty little mouth around his cock, suck him hard even though he didn’t want to be and then have him hate fuck her sloppy cunt in the sink! And you could too if you weren’t such a fucking twat!   He thinks he’s goading me, but all I see my wife getting brained on a tile floor, then her legs spread wide, a flushed mound of wetness glistening at the edge of the sink. “Or that time that guy Mike fucked her in the ass over the hood of his car between classes,” I add.   Yessss, just like that. All you have to do is go out there, tell her what you want, and then do it!   Even though I know I can’t catch her before she leaves, I cut the shower early and start toweling off. That’s when she bursts back into the room, still in her panties but otherwise ready to go. She hesitates as she sees the towel tenting before her. “God, I wish I could take care of that for you,” she says with the slightest lick of her lips and I’m already picturing her squatting before me, prepping me like she prepped him.   Then her eyes catch sight of something beyond me, and she’s gone again. “There they are! My keys! I swear, I can’t find anything today!”   “You could find my cock in your ass. That might straighten you out” I say with a smirk.   “I wish. But I’m running so late. Maybe later, K?” She leans in to give me a peck and the cheek and then pats my cock like it’s a cute little puppy. “I think I’ll just wear the gray slacks.”   And just like that she spins on her heel and heads for the door. She would have skipped class for Chris, or missed a shift so Mike could plunder her asshole in broad daylight. Me, I get ‘maybe later’ and a pat on the cock. A pat! That fucking tease.   “Oops!” Her head pops back into the room. “Almost forgot—” Yes! Good girl. You’ve come back to do your duty. “--my purse.” She streaks past me, grabs the purse and is about to leave again.   That’s when the troll takes over and I extend a cupped hand catching her between the legs. “Hey, where do you think you’re going?”   Not only does she have the audacity to huff at my request, but she tries to squirm away from my hand. “Not today, babe. I’m going to be late.”   As her lithe body starts to slip by me I clamp down on her wrist and spin her towards the wall pressing her into it, leaning my chest into her. “Oh come on,” I breathe heavy into her cheek as my free hand slides down her front, fingers slipping past her panties until my middle finger rests on her fold, “you’d have done it for Chris.”   Other girls would have—well, you know how other girls respond to such things. My girl, she purrs and so I start to rub and just like that, she’s wet, her ass is popped and presenting, pushing against me so that I fit into the groove of her ass. She’s not just ready, she wants it.   Only, I’m thinking I just might pass on the offer today. I’m thinking someone needs to learn a lesson. I’m thinking I deserve more than what Chris would have gotten.   And so I jerk her panties down. She makes to spin around, probably to hop up and straddle me so she can ride me hard and fast and getting what she wants from me as quickly as she can. But this isn’t about what she wants. I catch her by the shoulder before she’s halfway around and press her front back against the wall. “Stay,” I growl into her ear and I swear she quakes with anticipation before I step out of the room.   I’m gone for a mere moment, but when I return she’s right where I left her panting, her bare ass wiggling slightly. “Hurry,” she says. “Fuck me hard and fast, just like Chris.”   I laugh. “That’s a nice offer, slut. But I’m thinking it’s more of a Mikey sort of morning.” Confusion swims in her eyes as she tries to first call up the catalog of lovers and then cross reference sexual preferences. Before she gets there her eyes drift over to what I’m holding in the hand not holding my cock and realization flashes on her face.   With a wicked grin, I step back into the room, place my right forearm back across her shoulders, pop the top on the anal lube with my thumb and squeeze half of it over the cleft of her ass. She doesn’t protest, doesn’t struggle. Sure there might have been the slightest of whimpers at first, maybe even a little squirming, but it doesn’t last long and soon she’s singing, “Oh god, fuck me like a whoooooooore!” And her ass is filled with cum and I’m back in the shower and she’s back to racing out the door.   Only, just before she leaves, that beautiful face all set aglow pops in the shower, (fuck her mouth) her glasses fogged over with steam, and she says, “I remembered where I left my pants. Thank you. Apparently I needed that.”

Chapter 1 - Filming A Porno In Hell? What Could Possibly Go Wrong?

Vaggie let out a sigh as She opened the door to her and Charlie's office. Her eyes quickly set on her desk as she made her way over and began to root through its contents. "There has to be something... A check, birthday money, anything!" Vaggie mutters to Herself as she pulls out a series of old envelopes. A hopeful smile grows on her face as she quickly tears open the first letter, only to find an overdue lighting bill. "A bill, great." Vaggie sighs. She could add this one to the collection both She and Charlie had. Vaggie tosses the letter and its contents into the trash as she moves on to the next one. "And... Another bill." Vaggie mumbles as she pulls out another bill. Why did Hell even have bills? If there were one thing no demon would ever do, it'd be paying their taxes.  Vaggie went through the rest of the letters. Always finding either more bills or advertisements for places She and Charlie wouldn't even think of visiting. Growing frustrated, Vaggie leans back in Her seat and looks up at the ceiling, almost as if She was trying to find the answer to Her problem there. Only to see the same dank wooden plaster She had stared at ever since She and Charlie first bought the place. But Her moping was cut short as She heard someone walk in, followed by a familiar grating voice saying, "Yo, toots, what's with all the moping? Don't You have a hotel to manage?" Slowly, Vaggie turns towards the door and sees none other than the pornstar spider Himself, Angel Dust, holding His pet pig. "I'm sure You've noticed this by now, but there isn't much of a hotel here to manage." Vaggie groans as She rubs Her tired eyes. She was not in the mood for Angel Dust and whatever game He wanted to play. "Heh, could've fooled Me." Angel chuckles before placing His pet pig on the ground, letting it explore Vaggie's office as He walks in. "But seriously, what's with all the sighing and mumbling? Is Princess not gettin' You enough head?" Angel continues while looking around Her office.  "Not anything someone in Your paygrade should worry about." Vaggie says before leaning back over Her desk and digging through more papers.       "Hey, I'm supposed to be Your guys' first successful patient, right? If You want me to play ball here, Your gonna have to be a little more upfront with Me." Angel says as His eyes land on Vaggie's trashcan. "But if I had to take a guess..." Angel says as He picks up the trashcan and empties its contents across the office floor, making the inner neat freak Vaggie was, grind Her teeth in frustration as She watches Angel begin to pick through its spilled contents.  "But if I had to take a guess..." Angel says as He picks up and unfurls one of the bills Vaggie had tossed away. "Since Princess' birthday is comin' up and money's lookin' a little tight 'round here, I'm thinkin' You could use a little dough to buy Your sweetheart a little somethin' somethin'." Angel guesses with a wink, shocking Vaggie with how spot-on He was. "You managed to guess all of that?" Vaggie inquires curiously.  "Nah, Nifty told me after You told Her." Angel laughs before He's suddenly cut short as a dagger finds itself thrown into the wall next to His head.  "Get out. And take Your little... Pet with You too." Vaggie says as She turns back to Her desk.  "Hold on, Toots. I ain't come here to laugh at Ya. I already do that enough." Angel starts as He leans down and picks up His pet pig. "I might've come here with a solution to Your little issue." Angel explains, garnering back Vaggie's attention. "A solution?" Vaggie asks, not exactly confident in ANY idea that might come out of Angel's mouth.  "Yeah... Ngh... A solution." Angel says as He tries and struggles but ultimately manages to pull the dagger out from the wall. "While I might think this entire idea of redeeming demons is a total sham, Charlie's still a sweetheart." "Who also basically lets You live in a hotel for free." Vaggie interjects with a suspicious glare. "Yeah, that too." Angel admits as He hands Her the dagger. Seeing as how She had little to no other options, Vaggie sighs and shakes Her head. "Alright," Vaggie says as She takes the dagger. "I'll bite. What's Your idea."  Vaggie asks. Angel then looks excited as He says, "You know that I work at Porn Studios, right?" "Oh, God. Yeah?" Vaggie responds as She already knew where this was going.  "Well, They pay a lot of money to some of the actors, and seeing as how I know the guy who runs the place, I could-"  "No, nope, nada, nope, not happening." Vaggie stops Angel from saying more. "What? You didn't even let Me finish." Fretted Angel. "First of all, need I remind You that I'm in a happy and healthy committed relationship with Charlie. And second of all, I'm a lesbian, remember?" Vaggie says as She stands from Her desk.  "To Your first point, pornstars are more than capable of having long and healthy relationships." Angel responds to Vaggie's first claim.  "What about You then, huh? How come I've never seen You walking around here with some boyfriend or girlfriend?" Vaggie tries to retort. "That's by choice, Toots." Responds Angel, making Vaggie laugh as She walks past Him out of the office. "Hey!" Angel calls out after Her. "And to Your second point, You know lesbian porn is still a thing, right?" Angel says, stopping Vaggie in Her tracks. "Hmm..." Vaggie huffs before turning away from Angel. The possibility was there, but there was still one glaring issue. "What about Charlie then, hmm? How'd You think She'd feel if She saw Me starring in some random porno?" Vaggie retorts, turning back to face Angel. Placing a hand on Her shoulder, Angel then says, "Can You honestly tell me with a cruel, cold, and shrewd heart such as yours that Charlie would ever come CLOSE to watching porn, and if She did, would go so far as to actually think it was you?" Vaggie thought about it for a moment. For all the time that She's worked and been with Charlie, through all Their personal moments together, a good part of Her couldn't even fathom the idea of Charlie looking at porn. When They both had started getting intimate with each other for the first few times, Vaggie always ended up having to lead. So the idea of Charlie going the extra mile to look at some porn was pretty far from anything She could consider happening in the foreseeable future. Getting a glimpse at Vaggie's hesitation, Angel sighs and reaches into His fluffy bust. "Here, take this." Angel says, taking Vaggie's hand and putting a card in it. "Look, phone number and address." Angel points at the card before picking up His pig. "If You ever feel like makin' a little extra dough, don't be afraid to call." Angel finishes as He bids Her farewell and leaves Vaggie with Her thoughts. "Damn it..." Vaggie breathes, frustrated as She feels a part of Her begin to consider the idea. --- Stepping out of the elevator, Vaggie looked around at the vast number of demons making Their way in and out of recording studios. After much consideration and reluctance, Vaggie's desire to get Charlie a present won out over any rationale she might've had. She decided to bite the bullet and take the job at Porn Studios, the place where Angel worked. After signing in at a front desk and explaining her sexuality, She found Herself in one of the many filming hubs as She looked for someone to talk to. As She stepped off the elevator, Vaggie saw an older curvey female demon walking into one of the rooms alongside a hellhound. While at the same time, She watched as a petite yet spunky-looking imp walked out of one room, followed by a whole group of exhausted-looking succubi. Vaggie notices a group of demons wearing bathrobes looking at a TV screen next to a door. Curious, Vaggie ventures over to see what They are looking at. "Damn, Mikey's form has been gettin' better and better lately." One of the demons chimes before taking a puff out of a cigarette. Presumably Mikey, a skinny-ish-looking male succubus, railed an older-looking female demon disguised as a typical suburban housewife on the screen. Both were fucking on what looked like a re-creation of a teen's bedroom. His fat red balls slapped over the other demon's winking asshole as He held Her in a mating press, which the camera person made sure to get a perfect angle of before changing focus to the deep and wet kiss the faux mother and son duo were entangled in.    Pulling His tongue out of the woman's mouth, Mikey says, "Guess You were right, Mom. All that rock music and video games DID affect Me after all." Before pushing His tongue back into His 'mother's' mouth.  Rolling Her eyes, Vaggie stepped away from the group surrounding the TV  and continued Her search. Only to have Her search cut short as a voice calls out from behind Her. "So, You must be Vaggie." A female voice with a southern twang rings out behind Her. Turning around, Vaggie is stunned into silence as She gazes at the demon's beauty. The first thing Vaggie noticed was the blood-red-skinned demon's ample bust, tightly held together behind Her button-up shirt as She leaned over to shake Vaggie's hand. "Heard We were going to work together." She smiles before wiping some sweat off Her brow. Vaggie would never cheat on Charlie. For as long as She still lived and breathed, Her romantic loyalty would always stay with her girlfriend. But as She stared at the honestly attractive demon, Vaggie couldn't help but feel less off-put by the idea of doing some work with whom She presumed to be Angie. Vaggie quickly comes to Her senses once She realizes She hadn't said anything. "Oh! Um, yep. T-That's Me." Vaggie stutters while fumbling over Her own words.  "Great! I'm Angie. I'd go deeper into introductions if We weren't already set to become much more acquainted in a few minutes." Angie jokes before letting out a husky laugh.  "It's an a-a pleasure to be working with You." Vaggie smiles back. "Well, Mr. Valentino runs a tight ship around here. So We should probably get moving before We run behind schedule." Angie mentions while gesturing to a door behind Her, also unintentionally reminding Vaggie why She was here.       "Oh! Yeah... Ahem... Yes, lead the way." Vaggie clears Her throat before following Angie, getting a few of Her perfectly round rear in the process. They both made their way into a bedroom similar to one of the sweets at the hotel. But as She looked around, She barely noticed Angie as She dragged in a large box and opened it. "What's that for?" Vaggie questions. Angie then reaches down into the box and pulls out a camera. "So that I can film You and Your co-star, silly.~" Angie chirps as from behind Her, Angel Dust walks in wearing a bathrobe. "Wha- Angel?!" Vaggie gasps, confused at the pornstar's presence, before She begins to put the pieces together. "First of all, nice to see You too, Toots. And second of all, I'm gonna be Your co-star for the shoot." Angel explains. "B-But why?! I thought I told the bitch at the front desk that I was a lesbian!" Vaggie explains, albeit angrily. "What makes You think a place like this was ever going to respect Your sexual preference." Angel retorts, chuckling at the mere assumption Vaggie made.  Vaggie facepalms and sighs annoyedly. "But You do know that means I'm not going to have sex with You." Vaggie divulged.  "What do You mean?" Angel asks, sounding genuinely confused.  Vaggie groans. "Do I need to explain this to You? I'M A LESBIAN!" Vaggie reiterates. "Yeah, You already said that." Angel says before turning to Angie. "Could You cut the camera?" Angel asks, which causes Vaggie to discover that She had been filming Them. "YOU'VE BEEN FILMING US THIS ENTIRE TIME?!" Vaggie nearly screams as Angie quickly turns off the camera. But before Vaggie could leave, Angel pulled Her close and whispered out of Angie's earshot. "Look, I managed to pull a one-time job for You here, which in and of itself is God damn a miracle. Also, Can You confidently say that You'll be able to work up the right amount of cash in time to get Charlie a present?"  In the back of Vaggie's mind, She knew He had SOME point. But She still wasn't entirely swayed. "But why does it have to be with YOU?"  "Just part of the business, Toots." Angel scoffs. "While actors on earth might be able to choose who they work with. Down here, on the other hand, when You get told to either suck or fuck, or Hell, even both, You say how hard and how fast. So if You wanna get paid, You're gonna have to have to relax Your holier than thou grandstanding, if only for a few hours." Angel explains, which is enough to get Vaggie to think it over. Vaggie mulls it over as She thinks back to why She was doing this in the first place. Filming this porno would all be for Charlie, Her partner, Her lover, the person She cared for the most down there. Even though the dream of redeeming demons was going to be easier said than done, Vaggie could still tell the harsh reality of it all was starting to wear down on Charlie. So if She could just get Her this gift to show that if anything, She'll always be there for Her, then it might all be worth it. "Fine... But I swear I'll have Your dick on a spike if You mention this to ANYONE." Vaggie silently snarled.  "Sheesh, easy with the mental pictures, Toots. You have nothing to worry about." Angel reassures Her before turning back to Angie and giving Her the go-ahead to start filming again. Before coming here, Vaggie had done a little research into the porn industry. Not to gather some inspiration, only to get a general idea of what might happen if she decided to go through with it. And what She found was that in most cases, pornos aren't entirely scripted, as They mostly just rely on the actor's improvisation. So, as She saw Angel quickly put on a much more seductive smile, She soon followed suit as Vaggie tried to look as desirable as She could. Which itself was difficult since They hadn't given Her any clothes to change into or even told Her the general basis of the plot.   "So," Angel starts as He crosses both sets of His arms. "I hear Your lookin' for a little dough, toots."  "Ah, so that's how it's going to be..." Vaggie thinks to Herself as Her hands tighten into fists. Quickly seeing the similarities between Her character's situation and Her actual situation. "Yeah, I-I guess You could say that..." Vaggie mutters. Out of the corner of Her eye, Vaggie could catch Angie smiling behind the camera. Chuckling, Angel reaches out and turns Vaggie's face towards His. "Heh, honestly, never took You for the desperate type. I always thought You were more or less the independent type of Gal."  Vaggie felt Her face burn with shame. She kept telling Herself that it was all part of the character both She and Angel were putting on. But the longer Angel spoke, the more She felt as if He was speaking directly on the matter as to why She was there. "T-Times are tough right n-now, and I could really use the money." Vaggie squeaked while tearing Her face out of Angel's grip. "Well, as Your friend. I'd be more than happy to help You. But You aren't the only one who's going through some... 'Finicnal issues.'" Angel teases.  Swallowing the spit that had begun to build up in Her mouth, Vaggie takes a step forward and says, "I-Is there anything I could do to help c-change Your m-mind?" Angel's sharp toothy smile grows wide as He reaches down to the hem of His robe. "I can think of a few things." Angel mutters before pulling off His robe, revealing His long, slender, toned body. Whether intentional or not, Vaggie couldn't help but let Her eyes roam down Angel's body, all the way down to the piece of meat hanging between his legs. His pink and white striped cock couldn't have been less than nine inches from where she was looking. Starting from the large bulbous pink head and leading down to a base that looked just as fluffy as Angel's faux bust. "Just a little help for all the hard work I end up puttin' in around here. You scratch my back, I'll scratch yours, that type of deal." Angel smirks as He takes a step closer, which is enough to snap Vaggie out of her trance. "Hope that isn't too much of an issue?"  "Not at a-all..." Vaggie spoke, sounding apprehensive about what She was about to do while she slowly kneeled in front of the spider. The dormant length sat still and unmoving but continued to sway between Angel's thighs, almost like it was waiting for Vaggie to make the first move.   Vaggie knew what she had to do next. Even though she didn't swing towards men, she knew of CERTAIN things regarding stuff like this. But She had never anticipated doing something like this, let alone with Angel Dust of all people. "You gonna keep staring at it or somethin'? I ain't got all day here." Angel groused. "You know it's just suckin' a dick, right? It ain't exactly rocket science." Angel mentions while swaying his hips back and forth. In the process, causing his long cock to swing around like a pendulum.  "Just give Me a second." Vaggie grumbles as she mentally works herself up to what she's about to do. But the reality of Her situation soon came back as She felt the warm and tender flesh twitch under Her grasp.  Slowly, Vaggie began to pull back on the flesh. Causing Angel to let out a shudder of pleasure as Vaggie starts to give him a slow but firm handjob. At the same time, Vaggie continues trying to imagine this as just another moment of intimacy between Her and Charlie.  "You know, for a dyke, You ain't half bad at this." Angel's voice cuts through Her mental picture. Making Vaggie wish She could pull off his cock right then and there as her cheeks and tips of her ears burn a bright red, much to Angie and Angel's amusement. But even with Her growing anger, Vaggie still slowly continued the slow handie.  "Thanks..." Vaggie mutters through Her breath as She tries to pick up the pace while also maintaining a comfortable pace so that She doesn't 'accidentally' rip Angel's dick off. Only managing to get a comfortable huff out of Angel in the process. While all of this was happening, Angie made sure to get a good look at the apparent silent rage Vaggie held in a neutral expression she had on before slowly transitioning to look at Angel. His sharp teeth flashed under the light as He shot a subtle smirk at the camera. Vaggie notices a drop of pre-cum begin to slowly bead its way out of the head of Angel's cock. Slowly dripping and oozing down before slathering all over Vaggie's hand, making her shutter disgustedly. "It'd be a shame to waste it all, Toots. How about gettin' little taste?~" Angel teases playfully, which nearly causes Vaggie to snap at him before she barely manages to stop Herself. Getting a closer look at the glistening head, Vaggie begins to repeat, "This is for Charlie. This is for Charlie. This is for Charlie." To herself, in her head, as she moves her face closer to Angel's cock. Working up the strength, Vaggie slowly opens her mouth and extends her tongue out beneath Angel's cockhead, catching a few gooey strands across her tastebuds.  The salty and tangy taste nearly makes Vaggie gag as she struggles to swallow the warm substance down. But as soon as She manages to choke it all down, eyes already watering from disgust of the taste, Angel comments, "C'mon, Toots, I got plenty more where that came from." Making Vaggie groan in her head. "Fuck Me, this pay better be good." Vaggie thinks as she goes back to catching loose strands of Angel's precum across her tongue, even licking and swallowing it as some of it falls across her lips. "Y'know, Toots, a handie can only be interesting for so long." Angel comments, making Vaggie look up at him. "How about You get a better taste?" Angel asks, wiggling his hips towards Vaggie's face. Vaggie didn't say anything in response, but her eyes more than communicated that she'd killed Angel if she could. But as she turned back towards the slick head and the length following behind it, Vaggie couldn't help but feel a knot begin to form in her stomach. "Fine, let's just get this over with..." Vaggie mutters before opening Her mouth even wider, which provides enough space for her to take a part of Angel's cock into Her gaping maw. Quickly, She began to sputter and cough as a good chunk of Her tongue was covered with the salty taste of Angel's pre, with her senses also slowly being filled with his musk. Angel lets out a shuddery sigh as He slowly rolls His hips forward, pushing cock further into Vaggie's mouth before He's suddenly stopped by Vaggie pushing back on his hips. Chuckling, Angel asks, "C'mon, Toots, it's just a cock, isn't it?" Which earns him another watery-eyed glare from Vaggie, who continues to bite Her tongue.  After submitting herself to the fate of what she was about to do, Vaggie begins to suck on the head of Angel's cock. The mere action alone felt entirely alien as she tries as hard as possible to keep her calm. But in the end, most of her efforts went into simply trying not to vomit or even just gag as much as she already was as the head of Angel's cock ventured farther into her mouth. Sucking on the head, Vaggie rolls the tip of Angel's cock around in her mouth. The entire time trying to pull as much knowledge as she could to get Angel off as fast as possible. But as Angel began to laugh, she figured that She might've been off the mark in some cases. "What the fuck are You even doin', Toots? You call this a BJ?" Angel questions sarcastically, only making Vaggie's glare deepen even more as She looks up at Him.       "Guess I got to do everything around here, huh?" Angel mutters before grabbing Vaggie's hair. Then, without even warning her, he pulls Vaggie's head forward, slamming Her nose against His waist as He spears His cock down Her throat. A gargled cry of anguish erupts from Vaggie's throat as the foreign intrusion dives directly down her throat. She nearly throws up right then and there but manages to stop herself as Angel doesn't waste any time fucking Vaggie's face.  Angie quickly shifts the camera to look up from behind Angel, getting a perfect angle as he thrusts his cock down Vaggie's throat. Significant swaths of spit and throat goo splatter out of Her mouth as Angel's thick and hefty balls repeatedly slap against the underside of Her chin. All the while, Angel lets out a series of pornified exaggerated moans as He fucks Her face. "Ooooh yes, You little dyke bitch, knew you would have a tight throat pussy.~" Angel moans out, which would've provoked Vaggie to bite down if it wasn't for the fact that she could barely control what was going on in the first place. While the foul, bitter taste of Angel's pre-filling her mouth was horrible, at the very least, Vaggie could tell that he had at least washed before getting to work with her. But that didn't do much to stave off the humiliation of having such an insufferable individual use her throat like some sort of sex toy. Angel's upper arms continued to pull Vaggie by her hair to such a painful degree that it nearly felt like he was trying to rip it off her scalp. But even then, Vaggie kept herself calm as her current circumstances forced her to listen to the groans of pleasure emanating from Angel Dust's sharp-toothed mouth. Even though her eyes were pretty much flooding with tears at that point while her cheeks bludged tightly from the spit and flem filling her mouth, Vaggie could still catch the sight of Angie continuing to film them both closely. Which served as a grim reminder to the moth demon that everything she was about to go through was all going to be put out there for other sick freaks to jerk off to while she silently suffered from having such a large dick down her throat.   "Oh fuck, oh fuck, here it comes, You slut!~" Angel moans, finally reaching release as He sprays a load of cum into Vaggie's mouth. Causing Her to struggle as She attempts to push Herself out of Angel's grip. But His hands remained on Her head and continued to push her face against his crotch, which Angie made sure to get a close-up of as Angel filled Vaggie's stomach. After finishing down Her throat, Angel slowly pulls His cock out from Vaggie's mouth. Her tongue instinctively slithers across the softening length while it sends off a few final strands across Vaggie's face. After desperately catching her breath, Vaggie huffs, "W-W-Was that enough for You?" Almost coming out like a whimper in-between coughing up bits of flem. Bemused and growing aroused at the sight of Vaggie below him, Angel says, "Oh, Toots, that was just the start to a VERY long night for You." Which doesn't do much besides filling Vaggie with dread as she watches Angel's toothy sinister smile grow even wider. Thinking fast, Vaggie tries to stand up, only for Angel to shove her onto the bed beside them. "C'mon, Toots, quit bein' such a fuckin' prude here." Angel comments before reaching one of His hands down and proceeds to flip Vaggie over onto Her front just as the demoness could see Angie coming up behind Angel with Her camera. Dragging a hand across a fidgety Vaggie, Angel's hand travels down across her back, slowly rubbing her sides before getting down to the hem of her dress. Then, almost teasingly, Angel slowly pulls up Vaggie's dress to reveal her panties. Followed by Angie zooming in on her camera to better look at the noticeable wet spot that began to form. "Heh, seems someone was having fun back here." Angel comments as He runs another hand up Vaggie's inner thigh. "H-H-Hol-MRMMR!" Vaggie tries to snap back only to have her head shoved into the bed, forcing her to sit there and cringe internally as Angel slowly brushes a finger across her panties, stimulating her already aroused pussy. "I would've asked if you've ever let your girlfriend play with this thing before, but I think we both know your too much of a fuckin' prude to let her do something like that." Angel remarks as Vaggie remains unable to answer. "Well, in any case, bet you'll be more than willing to make an exception for little old me, won't you?" Angel asks before He slowly begins to pull Vaggie's panties down. Stepping to the side to let Angie get a good shot of what they were working with, Angel's cock hardens while he pulls Vaggie's lips to the side, allowing both him and Angie to get a good look at Vaggie's inner walls. Nothing too out of the ordinary, especially considering their line of work. But Angel doesn't waste any time as He rubs his thumb across Vaggie's entrance. "Heh, I'm surprised, Toots. I never expected to get THIS type of reaction out of you after feedin' you some of my web." Angel jokes, causing Vaggie to groan inwardly. Almost coming off like torture, Angel slowly slips his thumb inside Vaggie, initially causing her to jump before her dignity begins to melt into his hands like putty. For all it was worth, even against her sexuality, Vaggie had a more and more difficult time denying the sheer amount of pleasure pulsating through her. Which only ramped up in intensity as he began to slide it back and forth across her velvety tight walls. "Yep, She's perfect." Angel mutters before pulling his thumb out of Vaggie's glistening pussy, leaving behind a wet gooey strand before he slaps her across the ass, knocking her out of her trance. "Although..." Angel trails off as he leans off Vaggie, giving her time to relax as he looks under the bed. "Just to make sure..." Angel finishes as He pulls out a relatively large dildo and a tube of lube. "Don't want Ya damaging the goods now, don't We?" Angel remarks before popping open the cap to the lube and spurting it across the sex toy. Already exhausted from Angel simply fingering her, Vaggie takes a sudden and startled breath as she feels something begin to poke at the entrance to her pussy. "Easy there, Toots. It's not the real deal, not yet anyway." Angel chuckles before he pushes in the dildo. The lube covering it helped amazingly as it slid inside her, just as things began to hairy once the dildo began pushing into places Vaggie hadn't dared to venture to before. "S-Slow d-down! Ass-" Vaggie cuts herself off when Angel continues pushing the dildo deeper inside her, causing her to bite down on the blanket beneath Her to stifle any moans or groans that were itching to leave her throat at that point. "Heh, Toots, if you're having trouble with this, you're sure as Hell gonna REALLY have a rough time with me," Angel comments as He pushes the dildo inside Her. "And there We go..." Angel says as He finally hilts the entire thing inside her, with Angie making sure to get a good view of Vaggie's tight pussy SQUEEZING around the dildo Then, slowly, Angel begins to slide the dildo out, making Vaggie gnash her teeth together. "Right, that should be enough.~" Angel practically sings as He pulls the dildo out, leaving Vaggie's inner walls to gape slightly before slowly closing back in on Themselves.  "Oh, you're going to be perfect..." Angel drawls as Vaggie can feel Him climb up onto the bed. "Now, I know this might be Your first time with a fella like Me, Toots. Or maybe just a fella in general, Heh." Angel chuckles, placing his pale white cock in-between Vaggie's butt cheeks. For a split second, Vaggie could feel the head of His cock brush up against Her pussy before he pulled his hips back. "But if there's one thing my Pop told me, it's that it's better to jump into the deep end rather than wade around in shallow parts." Angel finally says as he pushes himself in. "OH MY GOOOOOOOOOOODDDDDDD!!!" Vaggie moans at the top of her lungs before throwing her head back in orgasmic bliss right before Angel nearly slumps down on her. Vaggie's pussy lets out a torrent of juices that splash down onto the bed below them. But rather than putting His cock in Vaggie's moist pussy, the source of the orgasm stems from Angel sticking his dick directly into Vaggie's tight asshole. "Fuck, I love doing that." Angel laughs in-between groans and slowly begins to settle deeper into Vaggie's asshole. It nearly seemed impossible for him to get any possible depth inside the moth demon's tight greyish pink sphincter, but whether it'd be thanks to Angel's countless years of working in the porn industry or just sheer force of will, the spider demon manages to push himself deep inside Vaggie's asshole. All the while making sure to put on a perfect show for the Camerawoman, who smirks to Herself while watching the once tight-assed lesbian slowly get reamed by fat femboy cock. Vaggie's body had been anticipating his cock spearing into her pussy. But now, she felt herself falling farther into a puddle of pure sexual bliss than anything had ever pushed her. Angel's curvy yet smaller hips ruthlessly and rhythmically clapped against Vaggie's thicker rear. The resulting sounds echo throughout the room, along with Vaggie's moans. The moth demon was never opposed to getting a little bit rougher in bed, but thanks to Charlie's relatively in-experienced sexual nature, Vaggie always had to hold back. But now, as Angel pounded harder and harder at her asshole, a growing part of Her couldn't deny the subtle pleasure that was building up within. "NGRnGNRNNNNnn!" Vaggie moans as her bite tighten on the blanket beneath her while sweat quickly begins to bead across Her body. The fact that Angel was fucking Her asshole alone was enough to exert Her semi-athletic body, pushing her harder in ways she hadn't felt in a while. "Nmpmpmm, that's right. That's right. You carpet-eating CUNT! How's this real cock going for You?" Angel moans as He goes at it, his thick and full balls repeatedly clapping at Vaggie's pussy while the pace he was going at continues to build in speed. The room fills with the sounds of stifled yet loud and clear moans coming from Angel himself and Vaggie after they finally worked themselves up to orgasm. "Oh fuck! NhghAAAAAAA!" Angel moans while his cock begins to fill Vaggie's ass with hot and sticky cum. At the same time, Vaggie lets loose a wave of Her juices out from Her pussy and onto the large stain of Her cum that She was already building on the longer Angel fucked Her ass.  Angel slowly and rhythmically ground His hips against Vaggie's ass, slowly filling Her up with more gooey and sticky cum. "Fuuuuuuuucccccckkkkk...~" Angel moans out pleasurably while Angie manages to catch little streams and spurts of cum leaking out from the rim of Vaggie's filled hole on camera, and how they slowly drip and splatter down and over Vaggie's soaked pussy. The warm sensation caused waves of disgust to fire through the few good neurons Vaggie had left, the ones that weren't already infected with the pleasure of Angel's cock.  But as soon as Angel finishes, his long, lean, and overwhelmingly sweaty body slumps over Vaggie's still frame, almost too exhausted to move as their both caught in a cycle of endless panting and exhaustion. But with little effort, Angel slowly pulls himself up, leaning back on Vaggie's legs as he looks down at his work. And with his cock still inside the moth demon's ass, he slowly reaches over to grab the dildo and, with a quick motion, shoves it inside her asshole after he pulls himself out of there. "There we go, all nice and safe inside You." Angel chirps as he gets off of Vaggie. Slowly, Vaggie manages to catch her breath on the bed. While not precisely helping, Vaggie couldn't help but feel herself getting used to the sudden intrusion up her ass. The tight, snug sensation slowly ebbed away at any discomfort she might've been feeling. "A-A-Are We done now?" Vaggie pants, already at her limit with how much she could take. Her and Charlie usually took things slower and more gentle, but with Angel, everything they had done up until that point had been anything but gentle or slow. She had already been covered and filled with more cum than She ever had during Her time in Hell and probably when She was still on earth. Angel laughs, which gives Vaggie her answer before Angel Himself says, "Nu-uh, Toots. If you really want that cash, I'm gonna make you work for it." Before flipping Vaggie over onto Her back, a welcome change compared to the sweaty mess She found Herself lying in while on her stomach. But things soon took a turn as Angel reached up to Her chest and tore open Vaggie's shirt along with Her bra, letting Her sweaty tits breathe as both Angel and Angie looked surprised at the double nipple piercings Vaggie had.  "Ha! Knew You had a wild side to You!" Angel laughs as He leans His mouth towards Vaggie's breasts. "Always actin' like a fuckin' prude when You've always been a slut!" Angel remarks as Vaggie can only look on in horror as the male pornstar captures one of Vaggie's nipples into His mouth. The strange new feelings sent shivers up Her spine as She felt Angel's mouth firmly suckle and nibble at Her nipple and the metal piercing, stimulating her already on edge nerves.  The piercings were, believe it or not, Charlie's idea. They were out on a date and saw a tattoo parlor. Vaggie was interested in getting matching tattoos, but Charlie was, strangely enough, more into the idea of getting nipple piercings. But the moth demon could only clutch at the blanket now beneath Her while reveling at the sensitive pleasure mixed with an amount of slight spikes of pain. To make matters worse, thanks to Angel's anal fucking, Vaggie's nipples stood erect and aroused, making them easier to nibble and bite on. The rising sensitivity sent shivers up Vaggie's spine, letting small whimpers and moans leave Her mouth, with Angie making sure to capture as much as possible. But as soon as he pulls back, Vaggie can't help but let out a groan as her tits are left a slobbery mess. Only to be bought back to consciousness as Angel delivers a firm slap to the side of Vaggie's tits, snapping her out of her daze.  "Didn't want ya dozin' off before the next round." Angel comments as He slowly reaches down and firmly grasps Vaggie's legs with his lower arms and proceeds to push them above Vaggie's head, causing her to grunt.  "Nmpmh, next round?" Vaggie questions, her heart already beating at a mile a minute. Which only becomes worse once she sees Angel's cock, already fully aroused. But her attention is soon returned to Angel as he presses his weight down on top of her. Angel only laughs at Vaggie's question as he reaches down and begins pumping his cock back and forth in his hand. "What? You think I'm some sort of one pump chump?" Angel asks with fake offense before lining his cock up with Vaggie's pussy, making the demon in question's breath hitch in her throat. And without missing a single beat, Angel slams Himself back inside. This time going up Vaggie's cunt as Vaggie Herself throws Her head back and lets out a scream of pleasure, already letting out a juicy orgasm around Angel's warm and hot cock as it nearly cuts through Her pussy like butter.  "Daaaaamn, Toots, only just shoved it in, and You're already cumming like a bitch in heat.~" Angel chuckles with a groan as He presses His hips onto Vaggie even harder, effectively grinding the head of his long dick against the entrance to Vaggie's womb. Which to Vaggie Herself was a completely new experience compared to even the most enormous dildos her and Charlie had experimented with, not even that extensively. "F-F-FUUUUUUUCCCCCCKKKKKK!!!" Vaggie snarls out through gritted teeth as She goes to clutch at the bed beneath her, only for Angel's upper hands to pin them above Her. Her once-powerful and toned strength faded away as Angel quickly overpowered and dominated Her, making the already conflicting experience even worse. At the same time, She felt the demon prostitute/pornstar begin to scrape His cock along Her inner walls while thrusting down into her.  "Heh-heh, listen to this bitch roar!~" Angel cheers with a sharp groan of his own as he begins to pick up the pace of his thrusting, obviously making a show for the camera as he adjusts both himself and Vaggie so that all of the action can be captured on camera by Angie. But as Vaggie lies beneath Him, she watches the pleasured face of the demon who always made fun of her. Vaggie couldn't help but wonder if Angel was getting off to the idea of finally being able to fuck her after all the endless amounts of bullshit he's put her and Charlie through.  But before Vaggie could remark on the sight before her, Angel begins to speed up his thrusting, causing the bed beneath them to strain even louder than before from their constant movement. But any semblance of ordinary mental fortitude was quickly driven out of Her head with each thrust directly down into Her pussy. Any pride she might've had left quickly turns to mush in the process from the repeated orgasmic bliss Her pussy and brain were going through. "C'mon, you dyke bitch! Let the people at home know how much of a slut you are for spider cock!" Angel commands, causing Vaggie to fall even deeper under his spell. "FUUUUULRLMMMMMM!!!" Vaggie tries to cry, only for Angel to stick a pair of fingers into Her mouth, pinching at the moth demon's tongue in between his fingers. It almost felt like all of her senses were being attacked on all fronts as everything soon fell under the constant rolling orgasms erupting out of her pussy. Angel's hips nearly became a blur, tightening with exertion while using Vaggie's pussy. His thick balls continued to clap over Vaggie's flexing asshole as Angie made sure to get a good shot from behind, watching with bated breath of her own as Angel fucked Vaggie into the bed beneath them in a tight mating press. And as Angie got a shot of Vaggie's exhausted and sweaty face, it was pretty evident that Angel's thick and juicy cock was slowly worming its way through Vaggie's defiant stance. Pushing the once-proud demon to her limits physically, if not mentally also. "Fuck! Get ready for a good webbing!~" Angel groans. Vaggie doesn't even register what the spider is saying at this point, her brain only processes the dick pounding in and out of her. But just as it finally dawned on her, it was too late.    "A-ANGEL, W-W-WAI-OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH!!!!" Vaggie tries to cry, but with a final thrust and with a lustful cry, Angel begins to cum DEEP inside Vaggie's quivering pussy. The lustful spider slowly fills Vaggie up with a hot and juicy load of thick spider cum and delivers it directly into her cervix, letting out a pleasured groan as he finishes while images of her having children with Angel flash through Vaggie's mind. After finishing inside Vaggie, Angel, with a trim level of effort, nonchalantly rolls off of Vaggie. The steam of sweaty sex rises off their bodies while Angel wipes the slick sweat off his brow. "Not half bad toots, not half bad." Angel compliments the nearly comatose girl while the comatose girl in question slowly begins to come to with a slow yet sharp groan leaving her mouth. Chuckling at Vaggie's response, Angel turns to Angie and asks, "That enough for tonight?" To which Angie gives him a nod and turns off the camera. "For a first-timer like her, and if we emphasize the fact that she's a dyke, that should be enough for Val." Angie explains, but before Angel can respond, their attentions are drawn back toward Vaggie on the bed.  "W-What's next?" Vaggie groans while sitting up on the bed, glowing hearts in her eyes as she looks between Angie and Angel. The once proud and loyal demoness was gone. In her place was the perfect new porn star for porn studios. --- The logo of porn studios appears across a black screen, followed by the name of the porno, 'Cleaning Pipes 76: A Dyke's Wild Ride.' The screen then transitions to a shot of a sizeable muscular demon, dressed in what looked like a plumber's garb, walking down a hallway in an apartment complex.  Suddenly, the handsome demon stops, turns towards one of the doors, and knocks on it. As quickly as the demon knocked, the door opened, revealing Vaggie, wrapped nicely in a form-fitting robe. A seductive smile painted across her face, Vaggie leans against the door frame and asks, "And how can I help You?~" 

Chapter 1 - The Serial Killer Meets Someone Actually Fearsome

Vanny muttered quiet curses to herself as she kneeled behind the hulking green animatronic. Even as she stood behind it and worked to remove a metal plate from his back, Monty's enormous frame towered her smaller albeit curvier frame. All of which were wrapped up in her bunny costume. "Damn mechanics, coming in here and nearly ruin everything." Vanny whispers as she pries the metal plate off Monty's back, exposing his mechanical endoskeleton and various gadgets and gizmos stuffed into him. With a sigh, Vanny turned back to the small toolbox she had bought in with her and grabbed a flashlight. "Let's see what they've done to you." Vanny thinks as she looks inside the animatronic. Throughout the past few weeks, new mechanics sent by Fazbear Entertainment had taken each member of the main cast of animatronics into the back room and 'modifying' them somehow. Anytime Vanny had tried to get close or figure out what was going on, she was always told it was above her pay grade. As the day to enact her master's plan rapidly approached, Vanny couldn't risk all the work she had put into gaining control over the robots. And so, after all the animatronics were all modified, Vanny made her move to figure out what changes had been done to them and hopefully reverse anything those mechanics had done. But as Vanny peered inside Monty's frame, nothing really stood out to her. Besides refurbishing pieces of his animatronic skeleton, for the most part, Vanny couldn't notice anything out of the ordinary. Vanny could've gotten a better look at the alligator animatronic if she wasn't wearing her bunny outfit. But deep down, Vanny knew that if she let her guard down for even a second and Monty came back online while she didn't have her costume on, she'd have a lot more to deal with than just a pink slip and a fine for damages. So it'd be best if she kept the suit and, in turn, the device keeping her invisible to the animatronics. For the staff of the pizza plex, Monty was known to have a notoriously bad temper and showed no hesitation in harming staff members when he was in a particularly bad mood. But while her costume remained on, that didn't stop her from trying to get a better look inside the hyper-aggressive animatronic gator. Leaning closer, Vanny peered deeper inside and continued to see nothing out of the ordinary. But just as she was about to back away, she noticed a strange panel at the base of Monty's endoskeleton spine. Thanks to her costume, it took her a minute to look closer at it as she peered down at it the best she could. Reaching inside, Vanny opens the panel, revealing a simple two-button setup with one button having a small picture of a sun and the other one having a small picture of a moon. Was this supposed to be something similar to Sunrise and Moondrop? "Oh god, those two are already more than enough to deal with as is." Vanny mutters to herself, remembering all the hassle she had to put up with when it came to dealing with those two. Taking her head out of Monty's back, Vanny looked back at the window out to rockstar row to see if anyone was watching. It was way past closing hours, so the only ones who would be out at this point would be the other animatronics and the security bots, but other than that, Vanny was entirely alone.  "Hmmm..." Vanny ponders to herself before turning back to Monty. "Might as well." The bunny suit-clad woman mutters under her breath as she sticks her head back inside Monty and reaches down towards the panel. "If things get out of hand, I'll just sneak out of here and wait for him to run out of power." Vanny thinks as she reaches down and presses the button with the moon on it. Stepping back, Vanny watches as the metal plate in Monty's back slowly slides back into place before he begins to violently shutter in place, which didn't seem good. "Oh, don't tell me I broke it." Vanny groans, already hearing the sound of her boss yelling at her for completely frying one of the main animatronics. But just as suddenly as he began to shake, Monty's large frame suddenly stops, followed by the sound of a beep, leaving Vanny feeling a sense of disappointment and relief. While she was happy she didn't end up breaking Monty, a part of her hoped that she unlocked some sort of secret murder mode. "Whelp, that was disappointing." Vanny says as she dusts herself off. "Alright, let's get you back in your charging station." Vanny says as she goes to walk behind Monty so that she can put him in stasis for the night. But just as she was about to touch him, Monty violently turned towards her, making her jump and fall back on her butt, which caused the sound of a subtle yet more than noticeable crack to echo throughout the room. "Oh, shoot..." Vanny curses, her eyes going wide as she realizes that the small device built into her bunny suit that made her completely invisible to animatronics had just broken in her fall. But before she can try and do something to remedy the situation, her attention is suddenly turned back towards Monty as his body begins to shutter again. Suddenly a deep and seductive voice booms through the speakers in Monty's room. "Ladies, it's time for the private show you've been waiting for all night. Put your hands together for... MONTY!~" The automated voice says, confusing Vanny even more as she watches on in horror as Monty begins to come to life. "Private show?! What the hell does that mean?!" Vanny slowly backs away in fear as Monty begins to loom over her. But her question is soon answered as Vanny notices a very large bulge begin to form in Monty's speedo as Monty himself begins to change. The large metal plates adorning his body slowly turn into what looks like actual scales you would see on an alligator while still carrying a cartoonish look. "Now, who's the lucky lady.~" Monty says, his robotic southern voice sounding much more seductive as he tilts his star glasses down, allowing his eyes slowly fall down towards Vanny, who continues to cower in fear before him. "Oh, so your one of THOSE freaks, aren't ya?~" Monty asks as he leans down towards Vanny, a new sort of musk now emanating off him as he reaches out and pinches at Vanny's makeshift bunny suit. "Always wantin' to get into character when Monty has his fun with ya, hmm?~" Monty questions, raising a curious eyebrow at the soon to be fucked serial killer. "Makes sense. I always did take you for the freaky type under all that illusiveness." Monty chuckles. Vanny would've usually been offended. Her suit was something that she spent so much time trying to craft so that she could serve her master more elegantly, only for it to be insulted by some stupid robot. It was an outrage, but as she leaned away from Monty, she knew trying to fight him would've been one of the worst things she could've done in this situation. But seeing as how staying here wouldn't yield any better results, especially as she continued to see the thing in the alligator's speedo grow even larger, Vanny had to try something to get out of there. "N-Now, hold on a minute, Monty. I'm the security guard here, and I have little to no intention of doing whatever you expect me to do with that thi- EEP!" Vanny tries to intimidate Monty, only for the latter of the two to seize her by her costume's bunny ears and pull her close. "So you got yourself a little sass, huh? 'Ms. Vanessa?' Gotta say, though, with a body like that, your not all that intimidating to ol' Monty here." Monty comments as he looks up and down Vanny's tightly costumed form, causing Vanny's already red face to burn even hotter. "But I wouldn't worry about that. I'll be teachin' ya some discipline soon enough." Monty growls huskily before letting out a huff of air through his nose, directly into Vanny's face. The natural smell that was supposed to be an animatronic nearly made Vanny choke as she squirmed in his grip, causing the robot gator to chuckle. "How about some music to get ourselves started." Monty comments, backing away as he turns towards a small panel on the wall and walks towards it, still dragging Vanny along by her costumed ears. Vanny couldn't believe this was actually happening! After all the hard work she's put into gaining control over these animatronics, and now she's being manhandled by one of them like some sort of doll!? "Listen to me, Monty, You better let me go, RIGHT NOW, or else you'll be in BIG trou-" "Here we go..." Monty talks over her as he selects a song. The song he chose was like any other beat you'd hear at a strip club, hard yet at a slow enough tempo to allow Monty to move to the rhythm of the music. But while he was getting himself acquainted with the music, with enough effort, Vanny manages to slip her ears out from Monty's grip, then, thinking fast, quickly makes a mad dash towards the door. "C'mon, c'mon, c'mon!" Vanny thinks to herself, the door just about in her grasp as she reaches out to open it. But just as Vanny's hand is on the button to open the door, she feels a steel grip latch itself around her ankle and begin to pull her back. "Now, where'd you think YOU'RE going, Missy?" Monty comments before throwing her onto the couch on the other side of the room. But before Vanny could try to make another run for it, Monty puts his large metal frame between her and the door. "Y'know it's rude to leave a show before it's even started.~" Monty says, still wearing an almost seductive-looking smile as he looks down at her. "L-Listen, you brainless piece of scrap metal! You better let me go, o-or else I'm gonna have your endo skeleton s-scrapped and replaced!" Vanny tries to threaten, using the same type of threat that would always get the other animatronics in line. Although as the words left her mouth, she knew she didn't sound as threatening as she wanted. "You might get somewhere with a line like that with a cuddle bear-like Freddy, but I, on the other hand," Monty leans closer towards Vanny. "You ain't gettin' any mercy from me, Missy. Now get ready for the show of a lifetime.~" Monty says huskily before suddenly turning his back towards Vanny, allowing her to get a perfect view of his muscled back and his thick, plump rear as the tempo of the music begins to pick up, which coincides as Vanny starts to realize she might actually have to go through this entire 'private show.' "M-Mon-" "Shhhhhhhh..." Monty hushes her as he begins rocking his hips to the music, almost as if he was trying to pull off some sort of lap dance. But unlike getting a dance from an actual human being at a strip club, Vanny was forced to sit through Monty, thrusting his ass back and grinding it up against her crotch. With each thrust back from his hips pushing her deeper and deeper into the couch, Vanny found herself trapped on, the sensation of which sent butterflies of erotic pleasure coursing through her stomach. "C'mon, Rockstar, get yourself a handful.~" Monty chuckles as he begins to shake his ass up and down in front of Vanny, confusing her if only for a moment before she realizes what he's trying to do. With the newfound muscles suddenly adorning his metal body, Monty begins to furiously twerk against Vanny's crotch, doing more things for the supposed terrifying serial killer than she would've ever admitted. But given the situation, Vanny was far from willing to actually reach out and grab a handful of Monty's chunky ass. In fact, Vanny continued trying to get away, but the weight of Monty's large and muscled rear pressing against her kept her firmly on the couch. However, the lack of attention to his ass causes a low chuckle to escape the gator's mouth before saying, "Awww. Feelin' shy? Here, how about you get yourself a closer look.~" Before stepping back further and raising his ass to where it was level with Vanny's face. "W-WAIT, MONTY, NO- MRMRMRPLM!!!" Vanny tries to stop, but it is too late as Monty's spandex-covered rear is forcefully shoved against her face. Putting her senses in a situation where they are assaulted with the same erotic, almost sweaty musk that continued to have no place coming off an animatronic. Nevertheless, she struggled to breathe against the scent as Monty pressed her face firmly between his thick, plump ass cheeks. The gator in question continued to twerk his ass against her face, allowing the entirety of Vanny's costumed features to get a taste of his ass. A sinister smile even grows across his face as he slows down his twerking and resorts to purely grinding his covered butt against Vanny's face. All the while, Vanny continued to struggle so that she could free herself.  "Yeaaahh, keep strugglin', just like that!~" Monty jokes playfully while letting out an almost pleasured groan that rumbles out of his maw before he begins grinding his ass even harder up against Vanny's face; forcing Vanny's face closer to his bulge. The dizzying musk and intensity of his grinding nearly takes Vanny down for the count, feeling herself growing weaker and increasingly lightheaded from the lack of oxygen. At the same time, Monty continued to rub his ass against her face. But just as Vanny's vision began to dim and blacken, Monty mercifully backs away, if only by a few inches, before suddenly turning around towards Vanny, his bulge now fit to burst in his speedo. Before Vanny can even catch her breath, Monty quickly presses her face against his bulge. "Hmmm, not a fan of the show so far? That's fine. I'll give you somethin' you've been cravin' alllll night.~" Monty comments while looking directly down at Vanny, who looks back at him, her eyes filled with more hate than they have ever carried before. However, her rage combines with the feelings of desperate helplessness as she watches on in fear as Monty begins to pull down his speedo. "Wait, Monty!" Vanny tries to say before any other words die in her throat as Monty pulls down his speedo, revealing his 13-and-a-half-inch dark green cock, sporting a neon orange head and a pair of dark green balls hanging underneath. Despite now having finally come out of his speedo, a long gooey string of pre-cum already oozed from the tip, splattering against Vanny's face before Monty used it to wap it across her cheeks. Causing a new wave of musk to assault Vanny's senses as she inhales a scent that smells like a mixture between sweat and cum. And even though Vanny didn't have all that much experience with penises, as the animatronic's cock pressed against her costumed facial features, she couldn't deny how real and natural it felt. Especially as she watched in a mix of horror and fascination as a drop of gooey-looking pre-cum oozed out of the tip of his dick and smeared across the side of her face. "Heh, heh, like it? All new upgrade for little old me.~ Speaking of which, how about you get yourself a lil' taste?~" Monty growls while grabbing Vanny's ears and pushing her face against his cock even harder, forcing her to take in every last bit of it as he watches in pure sweet satisfaction. Monty didn't know why Ms. Vanessa activated his nighttime performance mode if she would act all reluctant or even why she was wearing some sort of furry costume. In any case, Monty didn't mind in the least if it meant he got to have a little bit of fun. "M-Monty! G-Get your thing off my face already!" Vanny demands angrily, trying to flex her authority over the animatronic while he continues to batter the sides of her face with his cock. She knew she should hate every aspect of this, but against her well-founded wishes, she couldn't help but feel buds of pleasure begin to make their way down towards her more sensitive areas. But like always, Monty seemingly ignores her words before he decides to switch gears at the last minute and presses the head of his cock against Vanny's costumed mouth, which just so happened to be made into an open-mouth smile. A decision that, in hindsight, felt like she should've thought out more as she feels Monty's warm gooey pre begin to leak through the fabric of the mask and press up against her face. Vanny could feel the hairs on the back of her neck stand on end as she felt Monty's pre smear across her lips. The idea that her lips now acted as the only barrier between Monty's pre-cum and her mouth was nearly as horrifying as the sight of the head of Monty's cock straining the mouth part of her costume. "M-M-MONTY WAI-GRLMMM!!!" Vanny tries to stop Monty, continuing to press on his large muscle-bound body as he slowly presses his cock harder against the mouth of her costume. But in one fell swoop, when Vanny opens her mouth to try and plead with Monty, the head of his cock finally breaks through her costume. Following this, Monty takes the chance and manages to slip the head of his dick past her lips. And before Vanny had the opportunity to try and spit him out, Monty hilts halfway in her mouth. "You're not gettin' rid of me that easily." Monty laughs, even when Vanny tries to bite down on his length. It was like it was made out of some sort of rubber, making it nearly impossible to even make a single dent in the thing as Monty groans happily while shifting his body further against her face. "Nnnnnmph, there we go, Rockstar, how's that tastin' for ya?" Monty growls as he slides his cock back and forth across Vanny's tongue, allowing the head of his cock to leak out a spurt of pre cum across her tastebuds. The salty taste caused Vanny to cough and sputter around his cock more than she already was while her hands scrambled across Monty's thick and muscled thighs to try and get the gator off her. But no matter how hard she tried to fight it, she couldn't even get the animatronic to budge. However, Vanny was granted a momentary reprieve as Monty let out another low chuckle and retracted his hips back to the point that the head of his cock was only in her mouth. Looking down and observing the struggling woman and how she glared up at him with pure rage in her eyes, a low chuckle echos out of Monty's frame. "Havin' trouble down there? Don't worry. I'll take it nice and slow..." Monty says. Something Vanny doesn't believe for a single second as she feels Monty begin to sink back into her mouth, continuing to move at a slow pace, if only picking up the pace slightly. "My goodness, Missy, you got yourself quite the mouth.~" Monty groans as he rolls his head back while slowly pleasing himself with Vanny's mouth. "Bet your REAL popular with the fella's, ain't ya?" Monty chuckles before leaning down and huskily adding, "Or maybe some of the ladies?~" Both comments would've warranted a hostile response from Vanny if it wasn't for the giant robot cock in her mouth. Slowly but surely, Monty began to increase the speed he was moving his hips, which caused more of his pre to spurt out onto her tongue. Even though the pre was coming from a robot, Vanny could tell little to no difference between the pre she had tasted from her previous boyfriends and Monty's thick throbbing cock, which had to be the biggest one she had ever taken into her mouth, let alone actually seen in person. Monty's cock twitched before letting out a thicker glob of pre into her mouth, causing Vanny's squirming to increase as she cursed both Monty and whoever gave him his new additions. Monty's groans grew louder and louder as he pulled Vanny's head up and down his cock. It was apparent that he was enjoying himself, which only made the already horrifying experience Vanny was going through even stranger as she felt Monty's thick muscled cock head repeatability bump against the entrance to her throat. The sensation alone caused Monty to switch his grip from using a single hand to hold Vanny's bunny ears to using separate hands on both of her ears to more easily pull Vanny's head down the length of his cock. Even though Monty wasn't directly fucking Vanny's face yet. That didn't stop a subtle build-up of spit from forming around the corners of her mouth and her costume's mouth. "SLMPMMMMMRMGMMM." Vanny gurgles, trying to maintain some semblance of control over the current situation, but just like before, as her arms grew increasingly tired from pressing against Monty's thighs. "Alright then, I think you're ready for the real deal." Monty groans as he steadies his hips, preparing himself for something that Vanny was dreading. "Nmpnh, Let's rock and roll!~" Monty groans like a rockstar fucking one of his roadies as he pulls Vanny's ears behind his waist, causing Vanny's face to fly into Monty's crotch. Luckily, instead of her face smashing directly into a series of metal plates, Vanny's nose only came into contact with something that felt like rockhard muscles. However, that didn't stop the fact that his cock soon rocketed down her throat while his thick meaty balls slapped against her costumed chin with a wet slap. "RLRKGEGLEGK!!!" Vanny screams as her eyes go wide. Her hands scramble harder than ever against Monty's strength as her windpipe is clogged entirely with robot alligator cock. Lines of spit and flem spurt out of the corners of her mouth and splatter across Monty's thighs and balls while a hefty load oozes down her chin and splatter across her costumed tits. "Now, THIS is what I call a show!" Monty roars with pleasure, obviously happy with himself, as he pulls his hips back before thrusting directly down her throat again, causing another loud, meaty slap to echo throughout the room as his balls clap against Vanny's chin. Almost without wasting a single breath, Monty sets himself at a raw, robotic, nearly unstoppable rate of thrusting his hips into Vanny's face. Occasionally letting out the pleasured groan, but other than Vanny's garbled cries and the slickness of his cock, Monty's showroom fills with the sound of the alligator robot's heavy breathing while he works himself over with Vanny's throat. "RLRGELGEGLK!!!" Vanny gurgles out another scream, only invigorating Monty to thrust even harder to the point that his hips become a blurry green shape. Forcing Vanny to value each breath she was granted every split second, Monty pulled his hips back far enough to allow her a fresh gulp of air. But those moments of levity were few and far between as Monty showed no signs of care or tact as he thrust his thick cock into Vanny's gaping maw. "Nrphfff, yeah! Keep screamin' just like that! Feels good around my cock, you dirty girl!~" Monty grunts. Oh, how she wanted to bite through this idiot's dick. But that's to say, even if she had enough strength in her jaw to bite through the thing, she doubted she would've gotten a solid grip with her teeth due to how fast he was thrusting his hips. But the more Monty treated her like some kind of slut, the more she desperately wanted to do so. Her tits were completely coated in a thick layer of spit and flem, with the resulting stench mixing with Monty's dizzying musk while he thrust into her face. However, the more she was exposed to it, the more the dirty smell seemed to enrapture her and put her in a strange state of heightened arousal. "It's just from the lack of air. A euphoric high, nothing else." Vanny tries to justify her feelings for it in her head. But as she began to feel moisture form between her legs, denying what Monty's cock was doing to her became challenging.  While Vanny was trying to survive the face fucking, Monty had the time of his life. Vanny's tight warm, wet throat felt amazing while it squeezed around his dick. It also helped that Vanny's endless struggle against him was doing something for him that motivated him to hold himself back just far enough so that she still has all that sexy, fierce, resistant attitude. Lulling his tongue out the side of his maw, Monty groaned in pleasure while a strand of spit oozed off his tongue and fell to splatter across the side of Vanny's face. Which wasn't even a blip on Vanny's radar as she loudly slurped and gargled on Monty's insanely thick cock. But for every time Vanny was sure that Monty reached his limit, the gator in question always seemed to outdo himself with seemingly limitless stamina as his thick muscled rear almost flexed from the exertion.  At some point, Vanny's costumed red eyes matched her eyes under the mask as they endlessly watered and leaked down her face before eventually mixing up with the thick and gooey mess of her mouth and splattering down on her painfully erect nipples. Vanny knew she should've worn a bra or something to cover her breasts while she was in her costume. But to give herself some credit, she acknowledged that getting face fucked by one of the animatronics wasn't really something she had planned out that day.  After what felt like an eternity of constant robotic gator face fucking, Monty's grunting and growling grew louder and louder, signaling to and giving Vanny hope that this endless torment might finally end. Even if the end meant having to go through something that made her already quavering stomach churn with nausea. Her once fervent struggling slowly died down to more or less limp struggling as the strength to fight slowly left her. The lack of access to oxygen was finally starting to wear her down to the point that black spots began to fill the corners of her vision. "Oh God, I don't wanna die choking on alligator dick!" Vanny thought to herself while still trapped in her pitiful feelings of unrelenting lust. "GRRRRRRGGG! ROCK AND ROLL!!!" Monty roars out, and with that comes a tidal wave of cum pouring out of the head of his cock and shooting directly down Vanny's throat and into her stomach. Vanny eyes shoot wide open in disgust as bits of cum shoot out of her nose and stream down her face, along with the bits of cum that manage to shoot out of the corners of her mouth. Completely pouring down to her chest while she held consciousness with all the strength she had left as Monty kept her face pressed against his crotch. The sheer amount of cum nearly causes Vanny's eyes to roll into the back of her head while, at the same time, she could feel the wetness in between her legs grow also. "GRAAAAAHhhhh, there we go.~" Monty groans with relief before finally releasing Vanny's ears from his grasp, allowing her to fall back and take breaths of fresh, non-cock musk-filled air. Vanny's once slowly clouded vision slowly comes back to her as she falls to the side, a panting mess as she feels her heart beating in her chest to the point that it almost felt like it was about to pop out.  Still keeled over after having had her airway restored, Vanny coughs hysterically as she gathers up the strength to slowly turn back towards Monty. "O-Oh, you a-are so SCRAPP- WOAH!" Vanny tries to say before Monty's on her. His immense strength easily overpowers her as he quickly presses her face into the couch seat. Her rear was now sticking up in the air, causing Vanny's heart to drop at the prospect of what Monty might have planned. "My, My, after something like that, you still got an attitude like that on yourself? Seems I gotta sweeten the deal, don't I?" Monty snarls before reaching out a large metallic claw to spread Vanny's ass apart, revealing a small wet splotch that had bled through her costume from her crotch. At the sight of the stain, Monty lets out a low rumbling laugh causing Vanny's face to burn bright red. "Although, it seems it wasn't ALL bad for ya.~" Monty comments slyly. "MONTY! D-DON'T YOU DA-AREE!!!" Vanny shouts, her voice entering a higher octave as Monty easily tears off the part of her costume covering her crotch. Monty is then able to get an all too kind look at her glistening pink pussy, along with a small tuft of blond pubic hair above her erect clit. The mere sight alone causes the robot alligator to lick his lips. "MONTY! YOU BETTER NOT BE DOING WHAT I THINK YOU'RE DOING!" Vanny continues trying to scold the animatronic, the panic in her voice picking up as she feels Monty's grip harden on her rear, locking her place. Things then go from 0 to 100 once she feels something long and wet extend out and begin to poke and prod at her pussy. "MONTY!" Vanny screams. "Don't worry, Missy. I'm only just showin' ya some appreciation. Y'know, for all the hard work you've been puttin' in?~" Monty says, as Vanny quickly realizes that what was poking and probing at her pussy, wasn't Monty's enormous cock. But instead, it was his long, warm, slick, and muscled tongue. Which wasn't all that much better to Vanny as she felt Monty's curious tongue begin to explore her pussy. A shudder racks through her spine as the foreign intrusion pokes deeper and deeper inside her. But the farther his tongue ventured inside her, the more energy it managed to suck out of her as she felt the heat already building up inside her increase in intensity. "M-Monty..." Vanny whines, obviously not a big fan of the entire situation mentally. She was supposed to control these damn robots. Now she was getting eaten out by one of them after having her throat fucked? Absolutely disgusting! Physically, on the other hand, Vanny couldn't deny how strangely good it felt, despite how alien Monty's tongue felt inside her. It almost felt like some tentacle, with how malleable yet muscled it was as it slithered inside her. "M-Monty... S-Stop-p-p..." Vanny continues to whimper, trying to hide back the unmistakable moans. Monty responds by letting out a chuckle that causes his tongue to vibrate inside her. "OH, FUCK-NRMPMH!!!" Vanny moans before slamming a hand over her mouth. Out of all things she didn't want happening at that point, beyond her anyone seeing her and continuing to get sexually used by Monty, she didn't want the animatronic to think that she was actually enjoying what he was doing to her. Slowly, Monty slides his tongue out of Vanny's pussy, leaving behind a trail of spit mixed with Vanny's juices from her crotch, which leads all the way to Monty's smiling maw. Licking his lips, Monty takes the time to truly enjoy Vanny's taste. "You got yourself a good taste here, Missy!" Monty says, looking back down at Vanny's crotch. "Don't mind if I go in for seconds, do you?" He asks playfully. But of course, rather than waiting for an answer from Vanny, Monty decides to dive directly back in, working his tongue twice as aggressively, much to Vanny's surprise. The force alone of his tongue causes Vanny to rock back and forth on the couch as her entire body beads with sweat. Monty's tongue wormed itself deeper and deeper inside her, pressing up against her already sexually aroused walls thanks to the arousal she had gathered from Monty's throat fucking. Making it far easier for Monty to dig his tongue deeper inside her. "MRmmphmm!~" Vanny moans into her hand, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes from the pure and unadulterated pleasure she felt from Monty's tongue nearly pressing up against her womb. Monty's rigid cock grew harder with every lap at Vanny's cunny, motivating the animatronic to push his tongue deeper inside her. The front edge of his tongue occasionally twitched up against Vanny's clit, managing to get a moan or an extra fierce squirm out of her the more he did it. Resulting in him completely pressing an edge of his tongue against Vanny's clit while also eagerly slurping up all the juice he managed to lick out of Vanny's pussy. Monty slowly pulls his tongue out of Vanny's pussy for a brief moment, leaving her a shuttering mess as any energy left to fight continues to slowly drain out of her. "Gotta say, darlin', ain't no hussy got a pussy that taste as good as yours.~" Monty says, strengthening Vanny's already bottomless hatred she currently had for the animatronic. "But how about we get a move on already?~" Monty asks, deepening his voice before practically diving back into Vanny's pussy, this time suckling and nibbling on it harder than ever before. "FmrmpFmmmm!~" Vanny moans, her mind slowly slipping as she felt an oncoming orgasm begin to push its way up and out of her. "Oh, Gooooooooodddddd. I'm going to cum from a stupid fucking robot!" Vanny thinks to herself. No way her master would allow her to serve him faithfully if he saw how much of a dirty slut she was, especially while having an animatronic's tongue deep inside her pussy. "Oh, fuuuuuuuuucckkkkK!!!!!!" Vanny moans as she finally cums, spraying Monty's face with a thick layer of her juices as her legs twitch sporadically as the force of her orgasm completely rocks through her entire body. Her mind nearly falls apart as she continues to spray Monty's face with her cum. The humiliation of what was happening even managed to cause the orgasm to deepen and strengthen as she screamed out in pleasure, all the while trying to muffle herself and her cries of pleasure. Monty eagerly drank as much as he could from Vanny's pussy. The salty yet sweet taste makes his already rock-hard cock even harder as he digs his face into Vanny's pussy as hard as he can. Even when Vanny's pussy stops spraying out layer after layer of juices, Monty continues to suck and lap on her pussy. Eventually, however, once he is satisfied, he releases his grip on her, causing Vanny's limp body to fall over onto its side on the couch. "Mmmm, mmm, Mmmmm!~ Better than sweet tea on a hot summa's day!~" Monty says with his exaggerated southern accent, something that was just about to give Vanny a headache as she looks up at the smug looking animatronic. Obviously, he was enjoying every part of this, whether it'd be the pleasure of seeing Vanny so humiliated or just the satisfaction of sexually using her. In either case, Monty's rock-hard robot cock spoke for itself. "I'm not sure how much more I can take..." Vanny thinks to herself. God knows how long it's been since she first came in here. It was pretty clear that trying to intimidate Monty wouldn't work. Maybe switching gears would help. "Monty..." Vanny starts. "I'm s-ssorry for s-sneaking in here. I promise I won't tel-" "Sorry for sneakin' in here?! Missy, I'm glad you came!~" Monty laughs, towering over her shaken frame. "Matter of fact, I'm so happy that I'm ready to go again already!~" Monty cheers before using his giant metal hands to pick Vanny up by her thighs. Which already told Vanny all that she needed to know even before she felt something besides Monty's tongue poking at the entrance to her pussy. "W-Wait! Monty, STOP!" Vanny tried to plead, but it was too late as she felt the hulking head of Monty's cock slowly pierce her pussy. Dear God, she didn't want to get fucked by an animatronic. But as Monty steadied himself, the realization that she wouldn't be able to do anything to stop this slowly dawned on her, causing the pit in her stomach to deepen. But maybe, just maybe, she could slip out of his- "GAAAAAAGGHH!!!" With one brutal pull and hip-cracking thrust, Vanny screams as Monty spears himself inside her pussy. The head of his cock went so far as to bash against the entrance to her womb as her pussy let out another torrent of juices across Monty's cock. "Nnmph, Rock and roll.~" Monty groans, his words nearly making Vanny vomit if he didn't begin unleashing an almost endless barrage of thrusts into her pussy while pulling her back and forth across his cock. His hips efficiently and ruthlessly worked their way back and forth in and out of Vanny's sloppy wet cunt. Vanny's mind was already frazzled from the last orgasm she had experienced, but having another one so soon as her juices now splashed over Monty's balls was on an entirely different level at that point. Her consciousness began to fail as the only keeping her awake were the thin needle threads of sanity she still had left inside her, along with loads of adrenaline currently coursing through her veins. Monty took as little time as possible getting directly into the action of things as his hips nearly became a blur, bucking directly into Vanny's rear. At the same time, hunching over the killer's frame as he lets out grunts and groans. Again, the people at Fazbear Entertainment went above and beyond in actually making the animatronics feel pleasure so that when they worked people over, they too had a fair amount of fun at the same time. Of course, they also gave them the stamina of God damn beasts of nature. So Vanny was in for a very long ride, no matter how much she wanted it to end as soon as possible. "AH! AH! GAH! NO! STOP!" Vanny moans out in between each thrust as Monty quickly fucks her. The pleasure of having such a giant and engorged cock plunder her inner walls wasn't like anything she had ever actually felt before. The humiliation of having Monty be the one to do it also made the situation worse as Vanny couldn't help but keep herself from moaning and groaning with every body quaking thrust Monty threw into her. Thanks to Monty, Vanny's already fractured sanity was also taking a nose dive as she tried to maintain a semblance of control while Monty held nothing back. His robotic body easily dominated Vanny's frame as he pulled her back and forth across his cock. "Fuuuuuuuck, he's going to killlll mmmeeeeee!!!!" Vanny thinks to herself. Slowly, Monty leans his large body over Vanny's as he continues to pump inside her before pressing his snout against the nape of Vanny's neck before proceeding to sniff Vanny's scent loudly. "Oooh, Nmph, Missy, that smell!~ You always know to get me goin', don't you?~" Monty moans before he pumps his hips even faster. The head of his cock easily bashes against the entrance to Vanny's womb at this point. She can even feel a bludge form in her stomach as he pounds into her. It also didn't help that he was holding her like a literal sex toy, swinging her up and down his cock while also thrusting her daylights out. "GerahhhHH!!!" Monty nearly roars out. The pleasure of Vanny's pussy felt amazing, but he wanted more.~ "Hope you, ngh, don't mind a change of position, nrgrh, Missy!~" Monty snarls once again before he drops her thighs and proceeds to ram her body up against the window in front of them. Giving anyone who might look at the gap in the curtain close enough to get the perfect chance to see a view of a lifetime as Vanny's massive mammaries slap up against the window. Her nipples also easily show through her costume as they slap up against the glass. "W-Wait! Montyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!" Vanny squeals, trying to stop him. If they didn't stop fucking, someone in the pizza plex would probably discover them. And while getting fucked by Monty was one horror, getting fucked by Monty and getting discovered was on an entirely different level. Sure, she would be in trouble if she were caught tampering with one of the animatronics while dressed up as an anthropomorphic white rabbit. But if she were caught getting fucked by one of them, that would open the door to a lot less pleasant things than having to get chewed out by her boss, let alone if her master found out. In that case, the only consequences she'd probably be facing would be a swift and uncaring end to her life. But the idea of getting caught seemed to do it for her a lot more than she had been expecting since the moment Monty slammed her up against the glass window, another orgasm began to roll through her body. "FUCK! NOT AGAIN!!!!!!!" Vanny screams as she cums again, squirting a torrent of juices onto Monty's balls before it's eventually whipped back at the window from the speed the animatronic's testicles were slapping against her cunt. "Ngh. Heh, hope you don't mind me grabbin' a handful of these.~" Monty groans as he leans against Vanny even further, latching both of his hands on Vanny's supple, warm breasts. "Heh, what are these?~" Monty asks as he comes across Vanny's erect nipples. "Don't want you cuttin' the glass now, don't we?~" Monty jokes in between grunts, something that only managed to piss Vanny off even more than she already was as she fought against having her face pushed directly up against the glass window. Suddenly, however, Vanny feels Monty's tongue as the animatronic in question uses it to lick up the side of her face. "Gah! Your so fucking disgusting!" Vanny groans in between moans and hidden screams as Monty continues to go to town on her. In response, Monty only chuckles heartily. "Can't help myself, Missy, this pussy of yours feels too good!~" Monty moans as he slams into Vanny even harder, making the supposedly terrifying serial killer hold on for dear life as the animatronic brutally fucks her. Seeing how far she had fallen, Vanny was ashamed of herself as much as she was outraged. She was supposed to be the boss around here at night, but now here she was, being brutally used by one of the animatronics she thought she had control over. Instead of using him to keep an eye on the pizza plex while she worked, his thick balls clapped against her clit before he shoved her face into the window by placing one of his giant metal hands on the back of her head and pushing. "Gragh! Here it comes!~ Take it all, you slut!~" Monty grunts as his speed reaches its peak, his large metal body practically smashing into Vanny's nearly broken frame as he finally approaches another orgasm. At the same time, Vanny's eyes begin to roll into the back of her head. Vanny loses her mind more than she already had as she's left trapped in an endless cycle of hot flashes of orgasms. The strength in her legs had long since left her as she was now only held up by Monty's brute strength as he violently fucked the daylights out of her endlessly. "GRAAAAAAAGGHHHHH!!!" Monty roars out in pleasure as his cock finally erupts in a torrent of hot sticky cum that plasters itself across the entirety of Vanny's inner walls. "NERAAAAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!" Vanny howls out as her strongest orgasm yet completely rips through her body while her pussy also lets out a torrent of her cum. Both liquids spray across the floor as Monty continues to fuck Vanny as hard as he can, squeezing as much hot gooey sticky cum he can get out of his balls and delivering it directly into her pussy. All of this combines in finally incapacitating the villain as her eyes roll into the back of her head as she's only left to feel the endless pleasure tormenting her alongside the horrifying thought of her master abandoning her after all the work she had done for him. All because Monty had ultimately defeated her, even with all the wits she thought she had. As suddenly as he shoved his cock inside Vanny, Monty released Vanny, causing her to slide down onto the floor as his cock slipped out of her filled pussy. Compared to how he initially discovered Vanny inside his room, the killer rabbit looked completely different than before. The holes in her costume revealed her warm, supple flesh that was now adorned with massive loads of cum, her erect tits, and the glazed-over expression her eyes had. It was all enough to get the gator excited enough to go again. This was her fate, wasn't it? To be trapped as Monty's sex slave until morning when she would be found and hopefully saved. Even then, who's to say her master won't keep here there? After all, it was a fitting punishment, forced to constantly be fucked by Monty. Before Vanny could give up hope, her attention is drawn to the sound of a bot making its way into rockstar row. Nearly about to cry at this point, Vanny looks to see who it is, only to have her prayers seemingly answered as she finds the visitor to be none other than a map bot. Security bots inside the pizza-plex were always simple-minded. The most they were ever allowed to do was roll around the place and alert her or any of the animatronics to the presence of intruders. On the other hand, map bots were even more simple-minded than that. The most they ever did was offer maps to anyone who looked somewhat human. So, she wouldn't even have to worry about getting reported to anyone if she managed to get the map bot to save her. Monty's always been territorial, so if she could get the robot to come into Monty's room, that should anger Monty enough to get his attention off her. Another saving grace seemingly granted to Vanny was that Monty was taking a moment to pace himself, so she had some time before he was most likely ready to go again. "H-Hey..." Vanny calls out, banging on the window on hard as she could, which, thanks to her time with Monty, was pretty weak. Vanny even thought it wouldn't have been enough to get its attention. But almost as if the stars were finally aligning for her, the map bot turns its head towards her. "H-Hey! [Cough]!" Vanny yells a little bit louder before falling into a coughing fit. When she turns back to the robot, she's nearly overjoyed to see it wheel its way towards her, stopping at the window and looking down at her with its blank face. "[Cough]! G-Go through the back, and- [Cough] help me!" She calls out, only for the map bot not to respond. "H-Help me-" "Here's a map." The map bot interrupts her, holding a map down at her. "N-No! Come back here an-" "Have a map." The robot repeats with its robotic voice, still holding out the map even though the window separates them. "No! You d-dumb [Cough] machine! H-Help m-[Cough]-me!" Vanny commands, getting a little louder as she hears Monty begin to move around behind her. "Help- GAH!" Vanny tries to say, only to scream as she feels a metal hand grab her ankle and pull her deeper into the room. Before Vanny knows it, she's suddenly thrown onto her back with her legs being pushed above her head. "Hope your not thinkin' of quittin' on me already?~" Monty laughs before shoving his giant cock up Vanny's ass. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!" Vanny screams at the top of her lungs as Monty begins to go to town on her again. "AGH! STOP! ERG! ACH! NO! PLEASE! STOP! GRACK! FUCK! NO! MONTY! ARG! MASTER! HELP!!!!!" Along with the wet sounds of fucking echo through and out the room as the map bot wheels away, slightly offended that Vanny didn't take the map. --- Eric whistled to himself as he made his way through the pizza-plex. Vannessa wasn't there to change shifts with him that morning, which was weird considering she always made it a mission to leave as soon as he got there. "She probably went home early... Dame shame though, I wanted to get another look at that ass!~" Eric chuckles to himself while minding his straining erection in his pants as he thinks about Vannessa's body all wrapped up tight in that security guard uniform. Turning down towards rockstar row, he went into the back room connecting each of the animatronic's rooms. Eric never really checked in on Freddy since he was one of if not the most behaved robot out of the bunch and never really seemed to have any issues. Besides, after the upgrades made to the animatronics, he always made sure to stop by Roxy and Chica's rooms first.~ Walking into Roxy's room, Eric opened her charging station to get a better look at her and ensure there was nothing broken inside her. After finding her daytime mode in perfect shape, Eric quickly reached inside her and turned on her nighttime mode while keeping a finger on the power button so that she didn't turn on. He didn't want to end up getting used like some sort of sex toy after all. Although being the sexy animatronic Roxy was, especially while adorning her nightmode changes, Eric might've liked that. Slowly, Roxy's mechanical parts started softening as the chip inside her took effect, altering her appearance so that she looked more like an anthropomorphic fox rather than an animatronic one. "God, I wish I had more time to have some fun with you." Eric said, lustfully smiling as he bit his knuckle to contain himself. Even if those private show upgrades to the animatronics required a lot more maintenance, he still couldn't deny how sweet it was to get some action when nobody was looking. Still, it was hard nonetheless to step back from the sleeping animatronic and make his way into Chica's room. Performing the exact steps he did with Roxy, Eric opens Chica's charging station and proceeds to check on her. After finding that all her parts were up to par, besides having to change her throat tank after finding more old pizza in it, Eric turned on Chica's night mode and watched in pure wonder as her robotic metal plates turned into tight curves fit around her body. He really did need to sneak in on one of those Bachelor parties these things were used for, as he had heard how much fun they were.  "Alright, all's left is to check in on Monty." Eric mutters to himself before deflating. Checking in on Monty was always a gamble. Sometimes you'd go in there and find him safely in his charging station. Other times, you'd open the door only to have him come charging at you. Eric was also more than glad that he wasn't a woman due to the fact that ever since Monty had gotten those upgrades a few days back, he had gotten 'particularly aggressive towards members of the female staff. Hopefully, Vannessa didn't have to deal with anything like that, although that would've been a helluva sight to come across. Eric laughs to himself, only to grimace once he opens the door to Monty's room. The face with the smell of sex, sweat, and cum assault his nose as he nearly falls back, finding the floor and walls covered in what looked like cum. "Oh, fuck! Again!?" Eric growls. Monty had been going through certain leaks during the end of the nights, something that caused him to leak his... 'fluids.' Something Eric was happy that the cleaning crews had to deal with rather than him, but still, it was never THIS bad. Shaking it off, Eric turns towards Monty in his charging station. He seemed fine for the most part, albeit looking more happy than usual. "Alright, let's get a look at you." Eric mutters before pushing a button to open the charging station. Instead of simply seeing an animatronic, however, Eric nearly has a heart attack as Vannessa, dressed in a tight white bunny outfit, comes tumbling out. Her mouth had been seemingly lodged on Monty's thick alligator cock and had been pushed up against his pelvis ever since the door to the charging station closed. "What the fuck!?" Eric curses aloud as he looks at Vannessa, who turns over to her side and proceeds to cough up a few lines of cum. However, instead of getting help for his fellow employee, after getting a look at tight looking bunny suit Vanessa had on and feeling his straining erection in his pants, a laugh echos out of his lips. "Heh, so THIS is where you were, huh? I always guessed you were the freaky type, but this is on a whole different level." Eric laughs before falling down to his knees behind Vanessa. Pulling out his phone, he proceeds to take multiple pictures of a passed-out Vanessa. "Since you were having so much fun with ol' Monty here, I hope you don't mind me having some fun of my own?~" Eric asks as he pulls Vanessa's ass against his waist. "Fuckin' sweet!~" Eric silently cheers for himself as he reaches down and unzips his pants. Unbeknownst to Eric, however, as he adjusted Vannessa's hips to line up his cock with her entrance, Vanny was more than conscious and already considering all the ways she would horribly murder Eric once she regained the energy and strength to move.

Chapter 1 - Now This Is The Type Of Draining I Can Get Behind

"M-Ms. Makima?" Power says as she steps into Makima's office. The once loud and boisterous Blood Fiend couldn't stop her heart from beating as she looked around for her boss. "Ah, come in, Power." Makima says as she beckons the demon closer from behind her desk on the other side of the room. Despite looking like any other normal red-haired woman, albeit with strange-looking yellow spiral eyes, Power knew the, ironically enough, power Makima held. Where a fairly strong demon like herself stood no chance when coming up against such a Devil Hunter. "Um, if this is about biting one of your guys, you have to know that I'm really, really, really, really sorry." Power apologizes, hoping to clear some of the muddied waters that had begun to form that would warrant Makima herself calling her to come to her office alone. However, that caution soon turned into caution once she saw Makima begin to laugh. "Heh, no, no, it's fine. Although, I'm sure Ms. Kobeni would appreciate an apology." Makima clarifies. "No, I called you here to talk about your..." Makima trails off as she points towards her head, making Power remember her now enlarged horns. "Oh! These things?" Power asks, pointing to her horns. "Yes. Those." Makima nods as she stands. "You see, with your increased power, those who I work with, including myself, have become... Worried." "Worried?!" Power exclaims, becoming worried herself at what that implication might mean for her. But for the most part, her fears are somewhat quelled as Makima lets out another laugh. "It's ok, Power." Makima says, calming down more of Power's worries. "All we need to do is drain some of the blood you consumed." Makima explains, reigniting Power's worries ten-fold. "D-Drain?! Y-You're going to cut me open or something?!" Power says as she backs up, her back hitting the door. "Well, some of my colleagues did float the idea around." Makima hums. "But I believe I have a better idea for this situation." Makima says as she raises a hand made to look like a finger gun at her. "Just make sure you stay still." Makima says as she steadies her aim with her finger gun, making Power wonder if she should just run. But before she can do anything, Makima then mutters the word, "Bang." In what felt like a strong gust of wind, Power raises her arms over her face to protect herself. But instead of feeling any sort of pain, she only feels cold. Slowly opening her eyes, Power looked down to see that she was completely naked, her massive cock swinging around loosely. "W-What the hell?!" Power asks as she covers herself, or at least tries to, which is challenging considering the massive piece of meat she has in between her legs. "What the hell did you do that for?" Power asks as she turns back towards Makima, who continues to smile at her. "We need to drain you, remember? It's either this or less pleasant means." Makima says as she walks out from behind her desk and takes a seat on the couch in her office before patting the area next to her. "Come on, let's get rid of that thing." Power takes a moment to think. She wasn't all too sure about this. But if it was either doing whatever Ms. Makima had planned or getting the blood drained out of her in a less pleasant way, Power didn't have to think long and hard to come up with her decision. "A-Alright." Power mutters as she walks over to the couch, letting her arms fall to her sides as she awkwardly takes a seat next to the mighty devil hunter. Noticing how nervous Power looked, Makima reached out a hand and proceeded to softly rub Power's thigh. "It's ok, Power. I'm not going to hurt you." Makima coos. "You know what? Here." Makima says as she pulls Power into her lap, her immense strength easily dominating the demon's as Power can feel Makima's soft and supple breasts press up against her back. "Nmmmnmmh." Power whimpers as Makima's hand slowly worms itself down towards her cock, softly grabbing hold of it as she begins to slowly stroke at her length. Despite most of her efforts, when she consumed too much blood, Power never really intended to give herself a dick. It more or less just showed up along with her newly grown horns and new immense strength. "A-Are you sure about this, M-Ms. Makima? I-I think this is something I could totally handle on my own." Power says as she watches her cock grow to full length, around 15 inches total, due to Makima's efforts. "It's fine, Power." Makima chuckles into Power's ear. "I always try to take care of my own." Makima goes on to say as she speeds up her handjob. To say that it felt good would be an understatement. Even though it was just Makima's hand, Power could already feel and watch as a pearl of pre-cum began to ooze out of the tip and drip down her entire length before being smeared across her entire cock due to Makima's amazing handjob. "M-Ms. Makima-" "Shhhh..." Makima softly hushes Power as she continues to stroke at her cock. "Just let me take care of this." Makima whispers into Power's ear as she begins to speed up her stroking, causing Power to grip the couch beneath them. "Oh..." Power moans, causing Makima to let out another soft chuckle as more pre-cum finds itself leaking out the head of Power's cock. "It feels... So good." Power thinks to herself, her toes curling tightly as she feels her heart beat a mile a minute. She, like many other demons, had feared Makima and her capabilities, but now here she was, getting a handjob from her in her office. Despite the circumstances, Power couldn't stop her cheeks from growing flush red from the intimacy. Makima was just so... Gentle. And yet, Power slowly felt her orgasm begin to grow stronger and stronger until, "M-Ms. Makima!" "It's ok, Power. Let it out." Makima says as a stream of cum shoots itself out of Power's cock, splattering up and out a few inches before raining down on the couch and Power's own crotch. However, Makima still continued to stroke Power's cock after she had cum, almost as if she was trying to milk the poor demon for all the semen she had stored up in her large balls. Soon enough, though, the endless stream of cum finally ends, allowing Power some respite as she finds herself leaning further up against Ms. Makima. "M-Ms. Makima, I-I don't know what to say." Power stammers out, her body covered in a fine layer of sweat as she looks back towards Makima's smiling face. "Think nothing of it. I only wanted to help you." Makima smiles, although that smile begins to falter once she looks down at her hand, which is now covered in Power's cum. Causing Power to sit up in alert. "Oh! I'm sorry, lemme-" Power goes to stand up, but Makima quickly stops her by raising a hand. Then, slowly, Power watches confusedly as Makima slowly raises her cum covered hand to her face. "Is this some human thing?" Power thinks to herself, only to have her eyes widen in shock as she watches as Makima opens her mouth and begins to lick the cum off her hand, causing a wave of arousal to shoot through her cock as she watches Makima lick her hand clean. "Hmmmm..." Makima hums as she swirls the cum around in her mouth before swallowing it and turning back towards Power. "Your horns." Makima finally says as Power then remembers the reason why she's here in the first place before realizing that her horns had shrunk, if only by a little bit. "Seems we're going to have to continue draining more of your power out of you." Makima says as she stands from the couch, reaching up and pulling off her tie in the process before she begins to unbutton her shirt. "Woah! Ms. Makima!" Power says as she watches Makima pull off her shirt, revealing her lacey black bra, tightly containing a massive pair of tits. Something that, after getting a good look at, causes another wave of arousal to shoot through her dick before another one quickly follows as Makima wastes no time in reaching behind herself and unclipping her bra, allowing her tits to fly free. Which is enough to cause Power's cock to stand back at attention. "Your so fucking hot." Power mutters under her breath, not intending for Ms. Makima to hear her. "Aw! Your so sweet." Makima gushes at the unintentional compliment as she kneels in front of Power as she remains seated on the couch. "Seems your already ready for me, aren't you?" Makima asks, which Power responds to with a short and quick nod, only to stifle a moan as Makima slides her massive cock in between her breasts. The cum already splattered across her dick acted as a solid lubricant for the duo as Makima began to easily slide her tits up and down the entirety of Power's cock. "Here we go." Makima says as she starts off slowly, allowing Power to savor the feeling of her breasts as they steadily travel up and down her cock. The sight alone of watching Makima's beautiful body work her tits up and down her cock was enough to send Power's heart fluttering. Having such treatment be dealt to her by such a beautiful woman was almost too much for the demon to bear. Finding a steady pace, Makima begins to pump her tits up and down Power's cock, keeping things at a comfortable pace so as to not overwhelm or have Power miss out on any of the pleasure she was giving her. "Do you like this, Power?" Makima asks as she squeezes Power's cock in between her tits. A coy yet still comforting smile on her face as she continues pleasing Power. "It feels so good..." Power moans. She never knew Ms. Makima would have been willing to do something like this, let alone have such a massive rack. Not that she was complaining, though. Her tits just felt so amazing. Chuckling quietly once again, Makima then asks, "Then how would you feel if I did something like this?" Before leaning her head down as she began sucking on the head of Power's cock while it was still tucked tightly in between her tits. Causing the once loud and brash demon to let out a submissive gasp before it slowly turns into a moan of pleasure. She could feel Ms. Makima's tongue swirled around her cock's bulbous head while her tight and warm mouth sucked vigorously. "Slrmm. Mslmm. Crlrmm. Slrkmm." Even the sounds Makima made as she sucked and slurped on Power's cock sounded professional as she continued to maintain eye contact with her. Her piercing yellow eyes nearly hypnotized the demon in her gaze as it practically felt like she was trying to suck out Power's soul through her cock. "Oh fuck!" Power moans as her legs tense up. Already she could feel another orgasm building up inside herself, even after having had cum what felt like not that long prior. She was at a loss for words besides various moans and groans. Such a lewd action from such a high-class lady. It was so much to take in. Little did Power know when she woke up that morning and discovered her new appendage that she would end up having that same appendage be vigorously and professionally pleasured by none other than Ms. Makima herself. After continuing to suck on the head of Power's cock for a little while longer while still gyrating her tits up and down her length, Ms. Makima finally pulled her lips off Power's cock with a satisfying pop, all the while still continuing to use her tits to pleasure her. "How did that feel, Power?" Makima asks, her lips now saliva-covered lips twisting themselves into the same smile she always had when Power first arrived. "F-Fucking fantastic!" Power moans as she feels her cock twitch in between Ms. Makima's tits. "Oh fuck! I'm cumming againnnnnnn!" Power moans as she feels her second orgasm rolling around. Thinking ahead, however, Makima looks down and pulls her tits away from  Power's cock. Disappointing Power, if only for a second before that disappointment is soon replaced with amazement as she feels Makima stick her cock back in her mouth. But instead of just sucking on its head, Makima slowly worms her head all the way down her length, deepthroating the entire thing until her nose bumps into Power's waist, all the while still maintaining direct eye contact with Power. Eliciting a strong enough reaction out of Power as semen rockets out the head of her cock, and shoots itself down Makima's throat, which Makima herself gladly swallows down with no hesitation. "Grah! Fuck!" Power moans as she feels Makima's tongue begin to lap at her thick, warm, cum-laden, balls as she empties them down her throat. Adding to the already immense amount of pleasure Power was currently feeling as she felt her legs begin to seize up while also buckling against Makima's face. But, surprisingly, Makima remains completely undeterred as she continues to suck on Power's cock. Even going so far as to reach under Power's body, press a hand up against her lower back and lift her up, pushing Power harder up against her face while her nose remains firmly pressed up against her waist. "Holy shit!" Power gasps as she marvels at the extent Makima is going through with this. After a while of shooting downstream after stream of cum down Makima's throat, Power slowly felt as her balls finished spending themselves. Then, while still maintaining a tight grip on Power's cock with her throat, Makima slowly begins to raise her head from Power's crotch. Allowing the gradually softening length to finally slip from her mouth, not before catching one last spurt of cum in her mouth as she fully backed away. "Um... Thank you again, Ms. Makima." Power says as she sits up, panting slightly as she wipes some sweat from her forehead. Getting another look at Makima's body, Power still couldn't quite believe what was happening. It all seemed like a dream. But, nope, this was actually happening. She had just gotten a handjob, followed up by a tit and blowjob from Ms. Makima. "Think nothing of it, Power." Makima smiled back at her as she used her thumb to wipe some cum from the corner of her mouth while re-taking a seat next to Power on the couch, taking the time to look before licking it up. A sight that Power couldn't quite get over how arousing it was. However, Power begins to feel that same similar sense of nervousness as she watches as Ms. Makima's smile begins to falter once again, similar to how she looked after jerking her off. "Hmmm..." Makima lets another hum before turning back towards Power and her naked form, her eyes slowly drifting down towards her cock and then back up at her horns. "Not quite enough." Power can hear Makima mutter under her breath. "It's ok, Ms. Makima. Maybe we should take a little break before we keep going?" Power asks, albeit awkwardly, as she watches Makima stand from the couch. The act of sounding so quiet and composed was so foreign when it came from a demon like Power, even to Power herself, but when it came to dealing with such a powerful demon hunter like Makima, even Power herself knew when and when not to push certain things. However, things soon changed once she saw Makima begin to unfasten her belt to her office pants before slowly them off the curvature of her muscled ass. Only stopping mid-way to show off her lacey black panties that matched her bra to look over her shoulder at Power. "Oh!" Makima exclaims. "That's ok, then. We can take a little break. But we could always keep going." Ok, then. Power's cock didn't take all that long to re-harden after that as Power quickly sat up on the couch while Ms. Makima finished pulling her pants off her heart-shaped ass. She couldn't believe she was actually going to do this. She was actually going to have sex with Ms. Makima. Did Ms. Makima even have sex? "Of course she does. Look at her." Power tells herself as she marvels at Makima's beauty as she steps out of her pants. The only thing now between Power's re-engorged cock and her pussy was the lacy pair of black panties she had on. Sticking her thumbs under the waistband, Makima slowly drags her panties down her soft yet toned legs. Then, with elite grace befitting the beautiful woman Makima was, she stepped out of her panties before picking them up and tucking them to the side along with her pants, shirt, and bra. "Holy shit..." Power marvels silently as her heart beats out of her chest, watching as Makima climbs back onto the couch. Positioning herself so that her rear was sticking out towards Power, allowing her to have the perfect view of her pussy. Leaning in closer, Power couldn't see a hair on her body, heightening her beauty even more than it already was. "Are you ready, Power?" Ms. Makima asks, turning to look over her shoulder at the hypnotized demon, who quickly snaps out of her trance. "Oh! Um, yes, Ms. Makima." Power stammers as she quickly sits up on the couch, approaching Makima's bent-over form as she readies herself and lines up her cock with Makima's hole. But before she even touches her, Power turns back towards Makima and asks, "Um, Ms. Makima. Do you want me to use... Um... Protection?" Unsure of how to really ask the question when it came to talking to someone like Makima. Chuckling again, Makima turns back to face Power. "It's fine, Power. I have everything under control. Now, are you ready?" Makima asks once again, raising a coy eyebrow at the flustered demon. "Y-Yeah! I-I totally am." Power says as she looks back down at Makima's pussy. She didn't quite know what she meant by that, but if she was ok with it, then it should be fine, right? Reaching out, Power grabs hold of Makima's hips, her fingers sinking into her plump rear as she gets her cock ready to enter her pussy. "Ok, Power. You can do this. You can do this. You can do this. You can do this." Power repeats to herself mentally. She didn't want to psyche herself out, not here, not now. Not when she was about to have sex with Ms. Makima. Pressing the head of her cock up against the entrance to Makima's pussy, Power lets out a small gasp of pleasure. She didn't even push it inside, and she could already tell how tight it was. Power didn't know if she should just ram herself in there or try to play things a little bit more gently. Makima was still a human, after all, and she was also still a demon. But Makima wasn't any normal human either. During the few times she was able to witness it, Power saw and knew how powerful she was. Still, she didn't want to end up screwing things. Almost as if she read her thoughts, Power jumps as she hears Ms. Makima say, "Just take things at your own pace, Power." Which helped Power make her decision drastically as she turned back down towards Her cock and her pussy. "At my own pace... O-Ok." Power mutters as she lets out a breath before pressing against Ms. Makima's pussy once again, but instead of last time, Power applies more pressure until her cock head finally penetrates. "Oh, fucking shit!" Power gasps again. It was tighter than she had thought. Almost like a damn vice, Makima's tight inner walls squeezed the tip of Power's cock to the point that Power herself felt her legs begin to feel weak underneath her. All the while, Makima doesn't make a sound. Worrying Power, before Ms. Makima's voice, cuts through the silence like a knife through butter. "Keep going, Power." Still maintaining a calm and gentle tone of voice even though Power's admittedly massive cock had just penetrated her. "R-Right away, Ms. Makima!" Power quickly says, causing Makima to chuckle as the demon turns back down towards the tightest pussy she had ever felt in her life. Sinking a firmer grip on Makima's hips, Power lets out a huff as she tries to push her cock further inside her. "Nrghhhhh..." Power groans as she struggles vigorously to keep going, but the grip Makima's pussy had on her cock is insane. Making the sheer amount of effort to try and push herself deeper enough to cause more sweat and condensation to form on her forehead. "Do you need help, Power?" Makima asks, turning to face Power as she remains completely undisturbed by what is happening. Not even showing any signs of exertion on her face as Power slowly inches herself inside her. "N-No, I-I'm fine, M-Ms. Makima!" Power huffs and groans as she applies more pressure, managing to sneak herself deeper inside her. The inside of Makima felt fantastic, squeezing Power's cock to the point that it felt like it was trying to milk her, just by how tight it was. It also just felt so warm, and along with how wet it was, Power felt like her cock was in heaven. But getting deeper inside her wasn't anything easy. If Ms. Makima hadn't sucked her off and made her cock slick with her saliva, Power wasn't sure she wouldn't be able to get as deep as she was currently. "Just keep pushing." Power thinks to herself as her's and Makima's hips finally manage to come into contact with each other with a meaty slap as Power's softer thighs come into contact with Makima's soft yet toned ones. But Power knew this was only really just half the battle. While she had managed to fully push herself inside Ms. Makima, she still had to cum. So, after taking a moment to compose herself, Power grabs a better hold of Makima's meaty hips and begins to slowly slide herself out, experiencing the same tight, warm, and wet pleasures she had felt when she first pushed herself inside. "Grakmmmm!" Power groans as she manages to pull her hips all the way back from Makima's own, leaving her cock head still inside her as she takes a moment to breathe before pushing herself back inside. This time managing to progress inside her faster than she had before until her's and Makima's hips slapped against each other once again. "Oooh, fuck!" Power groans again as she lets out a huff. "How does it, Ngh, feel, Power?" Makima asks, groaning softly as Power manages to find and build upon a steady rhythm while thrusting into her pussy. "It seems your getting a handle on, Ngh, things." Makima remarks, seemingly enjoying the pleasure Power was managing to give her as she relaxes in the current position she was in. "It, Ngh, feels like the, Grh, tightest thing I ever felt in, Agh, my life!" Power says in between groans. Slowly, the demon began to find her rhythm as her hips began to move at a quicker pace. Soon, her balls were beginning to slap up against Makima's clit in repeated thick meaty claps that echoed out throughout Ms. Makima's office. "Thank you so much for, Ngh, letting me do this, Ms. Makima!" Power grunts and groans as she speeds up her hips, her arousal building alongside the speed at which her hips are picking up pace. "Ngh, Anything for anyone, Grh, I, Ngrh, care about." Makima moans back, bucking her hips back against Power's own as she thrusts into her. The sight of her nearly perfect rear clapping against her waist aroused Power even further, causing her to speed up her thrusting, at the same time maintaining an ironclad grip on Ms. Makima's rear as she fucked her. Countless times over, whenever Power had met up with Makima and was able to experience her beauty, the demon didn't think much of her. But now, Power couldn't get enough of her as they were now both caught in the middle of an intense fucking session. From the bottom of her balls, Power could feel an orgasm begin to build up inside herself. Her cock now rocketing in and out of Makima's pussy at a lighting fast pace as she felt herself getting ready to cum. "M-Ms. Makima... Ngh! I'm about to, Nmmm! I-I'm about to cum!" Power cries out, wanting to give her boss a fair warning about what is about to happen as she begins to feel her balls as they start to shudder with oncoming anticipation, readying themselves to fire a boiling load of hot sticky cum as they clapped against Makima's clit. "Inside. Nrgh. Do it inside, Ngh, Power. Do it inside, Power." Ms. Makima moans back, giving the demon the go-ahead to cum inside her. Which Power gladly does. With one final thrust and with a loud groan of pleasure that echoes throughout the room, cum rockets itself out of the head of her cock and begins to fill the professional demon hunter. "Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck!" Power groans as she maintains her grip on Ms. Makima's hips, even going so far as to pull her tighter against her as she continues to spray the inside of Makima's pussy. Milking her cock for all that it was worth as her velvety tight, warm, wet inner walls desperately clung onto her. "Feels so good!" Power groans as she feels herself drooling over Makima's frame, her once seemingly endless rebounding energy being slowly sapped out of her until she finally collapses back, falling onto the couch below her as she's left a panting, exhausted mess. Completely fatigued, Power watches as streams of her cum spurt out of Makima's pussy. Messily spilling out and draining down her leg before Power watches in amazement as Ms. Makima, with seemingly no signs of exhaustion, leans forward and looks down at her crotch. She still carries that same gentle smile she always had as she lowers down a finger and catches some of Power's escaping cum onto it before once again raising it up to her mouth and licking it clean. Eventually, pulling her finger from her mouth with a satisfying pop as her gaze falls back down toward Power herself. "Seems someone had a lot of fun." Makima chuckles. "Y-Yeah, phew, You felt amazing." Power smiles back. However, her smile begins to dim once she notices the same look on Ms. Makima's face that always appeared after she had cum. Not even having to have Makima say anything, Power raises a hand and traces it over her horns. Yep, they were still large, still large enough to garner concern from the people Ms. Makima worked with, the reason why Power was here in the first place. "Um, Ms. Makima?" Power starts, still a panting mess as Makima turns to look at her. "Would it be alright if we took a little break? I'm really feeling tired right now, and I'm not entirely sure I'm up to going again." Power explains, speaking nervously. Taking a moment to look at each other, Ms. Makima still smiles at Power. "Would it be alright if I possibly took control this time around?" "O-Oh! Yeah, um... Sure!" Power says, a part of her wondering why Ms. Makima asked if she could be in control when its felt like she's been the one in control this entire time. But what did she know? Makima helped her this far, so why not? As long as it didn't mean overworking her already exhausted body any further, Power was fine with it. "Perfect." Ms. Makima smiles as she stands from the couch and begins walking over toward Power, who remains still as she lays on the couch, only now noticing that her cock is now re-erect. Then, turning her gaze back towards Makima, Power looks concerned at her as she watches her as she grabs her by her ankles. "Just remain calm, alright?" Makima asks, with Power nodding in return as Makima slowly pushes her legs up until her knees are by her face. "This should be the best position for me to really drain that power out of you." Makima says as she then lines up her pussy with Power's erect cock. "O-Ok..." Power stammers over her words. Looking up at Ms. Makima from this position really did put things in perspective. When she was hunched over her, fucking her cock into her with boundless energy, she was on top. However, this time around, as Makima slowly lowered her overwhelmingly tight pussy toward her cock, Power really knew who the one in charge was. "Alright, here we go. Are you ready?" Makima asks, glancing at Power's face as she presses the entrance to her pussy up against the head of Power's cock. "Y-Yeah. Go ahead." Power nods, giving Ms. Makima permission to go for it. With her tight pussy, with the help of her hips, easily enveloped Power's cock in one steady, slow movement. "Fuck. That's so tight!" Power groans as her hands grip the couch below her, biting her lower lip as she watches as Makima hilts her pussy onto her cock. "Does that feel good, Power?" Makima asks as she slowly raises her hips back up, giving Power's cock time to breathe before lowering them once again. "I hope I can make you feel as good as you made me feel." Ms. Makima goes on to say, sending Power's heart fluttering, both from the overwhelming pleasure of having her fuck herself on her cock, but also from the genuinely sweet-sounding comment. "Y-Yeah! Ngh! It feels fantastic!" Power responds, groaning as she feels her gradually build a rhythm. Already finding a steady pace to go at as she unhurriedly lowered her hips down to meet Power's before raising them back up faster than how she initially lowered them. "Ngh, so good..." Power moans as she feels her face flush redder than before as she looks up at Makima's beautiful body as she gets to work. Like everything Makima did, she worked Power's cock with ease and grace that the demon didn't even think was possible. Easily overwhelming her with the pleasure, she was able to dish out at a moment's notice, with seemingly little to no effort, as her hips rose and descended with a flow of motion that looked absolutely stunning and beautiful. Even though Power had only had her cock for a day now, she already knew that this was the best kind of treatment it could possibly get as Makima began to grind her hips up against Power's own. "Oh fuck! Just like that! just like that!" Power moans, nearly throwing her head back from the purest pleasure she ever felt in her life as Makima's strength and ability completely locked her in place. "I'm glad you like it. I wanted this to be, ngh, a pleasurable experience, ngh, for both of us." Makima says as she begins to pick up the pace as she returns to raising her hips before bringing them back down to Power's, whose entire body with alit with pure pleasure. Power was unmistakably enraptured. Trapped in the best way possible by Makima as she felt her complete body fill with delight as she looked up at the woman who was currently riding her. Makima was such a beautiful woman, and here she was, riding her thick and long cock like it was nothing. Working the poor demon over with grace and class that easily dominated her with no signs of resistance or trouble against her. "So fucking good!" Power moans. She didn't even have to move or do anything at all for her to feel fantastic as Makima worked her hips up and down her cock. Putting her in a place that Power thought she'd never see herself, at the complete and total mercy of a human. But as she stared up at Makima, who smiled back down at her in return, Power didn't really mind it all that much. In fact, the demon couldn't help but feel comfortable where she was. Being able to truly enjoy an extra appendage that she could have never foreseen herself having. But now here she was, being ridden by a devil hunter, a devil hunter, who went out of her way to help her drain her of the power she had accumulated recently. All the while doing it in the best way possible and doing it better than she could have ever thought. Picking up the pace even further, Ms. Makima began working her hips at an insane pace, quickly causing Power's already fast-approaching orgasm to approach even quicker. "Ngh, do you want me, Ngh, to go faster?" Makima asks. "Yes! Go as fast as you can!" Power practically screams in pleasure as she feels the best orgasm she has felt in her life begin to finally happen. Now slamming her hips down against Power's, the only thing that was able to come out of the demon's mouth was a variety of different moans as she felt her brain as its completely overwhelmed with pleasure. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuuuuuuuck!" Power curses aloud, screaming at the top of her lungs as she feels her balls as their about to cum. All the while, Ms. Makima shows no signs of stopping as she repeatedly smashes up against Power's, the same smile still on her face as she works towards pushing her hips even harder and faster than ever before. "Cum for me, Power. Cum for me." Makima says as Power does just that. But instead of a messy stream of cum shooting out the head of her dick, a white flash emanating from Power herself fills the room before. "Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck!" Power screams in pleasure as she feels the much-anticipated orgasm finally overtake her, causing her eyes to roll into the back of her head as she's knocked cleanly unconscious. However, after a while of drifting in and out of the best sleep she ever felt in her life, Power finally comes to, waking up on the same couch she had her fun on. Moving slightly, Power soon realizes she is clothed. And after a few cursory movements, she soon realized that her horns were now back to being small, disappointing her slightly. And after a few cursory movements after that, she was disappointed even more to feel that her cock was now gone, replaced with her regular, old pussy. She didn't even get to try peeing standing up before it was taken away. "Damn it." Power curses silently and under her breath. "Ah. Your awake." A familiar voice says, causing Power to jump and turn towards Makima, who was now sitting behind her desk, also fully clothed, as she leans back comfortably. "Seems we fully drained you of your excess power." Ms. Makima remarks. "Yeah..." Power mutters, still disappointed by the whole thing. Something that Makima picks up on as she looks at Power. "You know, Power." Makima starts, leaning forward in her chair as the demon turns to look at her. "If you ever gain too much power, feel free to come back here so we can drain it back out of you." Makima says, watching as Power's once disappointed expression soon turns into a bright and familiar smile. "Really!?" Power asks excitedly, hopping to her feet from her couch before she quickly apologizes for getting too eager. "Sorry." Causing Makima to chuckle softly. "It's ok, Power. But we can only do it if you go out there and keep killing demons." Makima says, watching as Power looks more determined than ever before. "You won't regret it! In fact, I'm going to go kill some demons right now and drink their blood!" Power says before turning on her heel and running out the door, with the sound of footsteps soon becoming distant. Not before Makima hears the same footsteps soon return as Power sticks her head back through the door. "Bye, Ms. Makima!" Power says, waving a hand. "Bye, Power." Makima smiles back as she returns with a small wave of her own as she watches as Power ducks back out from the door. Once she is fully gone, Makima continues to smile as she turns in her chair to look out the window. The day seemingly brighter than before after having had a run-in with that bold, yet also joyful demon. [font="Lucida]Wanted to celebrate Chainsaw Man's anime coming out today. So I figured I'd put out something special.~[/font]

Chapter 4 - Madness

Hello there! I am back with another chapter. The lore update on new skins really caught me off guard, but i have worked it out all right. I thank everyone who cares for the story enough to take part in the poll, and i have decided that all three new girls would take part in the story, while Rakan will be mentioned but won't actually show up. Hope you enjoy this, because i really liked how it turned out! Watch out for the thick plot. It's probably the only thing thicker than Syndra's cum. --- Jinx and Lux had been friends long before they were chosen by the First Star. While they had been close enough to call each other 'sister', Lux had always been troubled by Jinx's antagonistic nature. Jinx was always ready to pick up a fight, and that part of her only became grew worse as she became a Star Guardian. They were meant to be protectors of the universe, but she was more of a Voidborn exterminator. She would not stop until all enemies in sight were dead, not caring one bit about herself or her comrades. She would laugh and moan in ecstasy as she bathed in their purple blood, even if she lost a limb or two in the process - Starlight power would heal all wounds in due time anyway. However, Starlight can not take away the pain. Pain is that one thing everyone wants to avoid, but to Jinx, it was a drug. Something she had growned addicted to. Pain was her kind of pleasure. She could hardly wait until she could make Lux embrace that idea. But then there was Janna. Lulu, the youngest member was still too immature to understand that Jinx was nothing short of a psycho. And Poppy, while disliked Jinx, was too simple-minded: getting the job done was the only thing that mattered to her, and Jinx did get the job done. But Janna was a seasoned Star Guardian. She understood that Jinx could be a problem to their team as a whole, and persuaded Lux to talk to her. It didn't go well of course, and as the tension between Jinx and Lux grew, Lux came to Janna more often for advices. Lux admired Janna's wisdom and poise, while Janna was impressed by the young girl's courage and optimism. But Jinx only saw this as a threat to their so called 'friendship'. And so Jinx waited for a convenient time when she could get rid of Janna without raising any suspicion.  Cruel as Jinx was, she was not that cunning to create a better plan than relying on luck and chances, so she just kept waiting. And then Syndra showed up. After enslaving her teammates into breeders, she turned her eyes to the other Star Guardians who were currently on Earth. Claiming that her work had been complete, she had requested Baron Nashor to launch an attack on Earth so that all Star Guardians would be lured there, like moths to a flame.  Jinx stood no chance against the ancient one, but she realized that Syndra wanted something she also did, and was crazy enough to demand Syndra to strike a deal with her instead of begging for her life. Syndra couldn't care less about her soon-to-be slave's rambling and pushed a Voidegg straight down the maniac's urethra. But much to her surprise, Jinx didn't go mad - perhaps because she was already a maniac to begin with. It was then that Syndra had to wonder what she should do with this particular invidual. Her cock was way too small to be a breeder, and Syndra wasn't so fond of putting her cock into this... creature. So she listened. Jinx said she could help Syndra get rid of the rest of the team, and in return Syndra would assist her in giving Lux a whole lot of misery. While Syndra could take care of them easily and was not the type to be cruel for someone she had nothing against, she agreed. All because of Janna. She wanted to make Janna suffer. "So... who is she?" Fortune asked. *** Syndra and Fortune watched as Jinx's rampage on Lux went on. It was less horrible to watch at the moment, now that Syndra had given Lux something that turned the pain she perceived to pleasure instead. How and when, Fortune didn't ask. Her curiosity lied in other things.  Fortune wondered what kind of sensation Jinx was experiencing, to have a Rek'Sai with the size of Jinx's cock inside itself. Her right testicle had been eaten out already, losing its spherical shape. It throbbed and wriggled as the Rek'Sai's tail squirmed inside the fleshy cage, causing small tears along the shaft with its many legs and spikes. It would have crawled its way out hours ago, had Jinx not put a tight ring below her cockhead. The creature struggled its way out, fighting desperate for a wider space. The deepest, most delicate sparts of Jinx was violated without rest, and Jinx loved it. It was a violent mix of pain and pleasure, being enveloped by her friend's tight hole and being stretched out by the creature she trapped within. She turned her own cock into a ribbed, barbed fleshy dildo from the inside out just for her best friend. "Aren't you proud of me, Lux?" Fortune wondered how was Lux feeling or thinking, now that her body betrayed her. Lux squirmed, her hole too small for the infested cock. Jinx quickly pulled out - the way she liked it, and they both moaned as they came. Her vagina was being turned inside out gradually every time, followed by explosions of painful orgasms. Jinx licked her lips, savoring the sexy look on Lux's face, eyes rolled up in their sockets as her slender frame twitched. Her body couldn't handle it, and that was the best part about this - she was bending Lux to her will, shaping her best friend into her wife. Suddenly, she felt her cock throbbed from inside. She ejacuated seconds ago, and yet just like the last eight times, nothing came out of her shaft. Anything excreted from a Star Guardian served as potent nutrition for Voidborns, and so instinctively, the Rek'Sai devoured it all, and it grew. Bigger and angrier. Sharp pains shot through Jinx's nerves, dangerously ecstatic as enlarged claws and spikes threatened to tear her inside out. As delicious as that sounded for her, it would ruin their long-awaited engagement. "Are you ready to get knocked up, darling?" "Y... yes... I'm ready... Please let me give birth to our child..." Everything felt like a dream. Or a nightmare turned into a sweet dream. She had been scared at first, but finally she came around to Jinx's way of thinking. Her hands touched her contorted stomach, realizing how empty it felt without Jinx around. She loved Jinx, always had, and always would. As long as it was what her lover wanted, then it wouldn't matter what she had to become. Jinx turned her around on her knees. "No, Lux.", she roughly grabbed Lux's twintails, "We give birth to it together!" and slammed all of her into Lux. Lux screamed, realizing her lover's cock had gotten bigger again. In this position, Jinx could fuck with all of her strength and mind. Someone as frail as Lux wouldn't have been able to withstand it without the special powers of a Star Guardian. The infested erection went deep, knocking at Lux's unprotected cervix. Lux screamed from the top of her lungs, her tight snatch constricted even further, squeezing the Rek'Sai from outside. Patience grew thin, the creature was convinced that it was going to die if this kept up. Jinx hissed as it sank its fangs and claws into her with all its might, sending a rampant surge of pain to her brain. She knew she had to let it go. Dissipating the ring, she rammed as hard as she could. Unable to withstand her immense strength and vigor, the cervix broke, giving way to the alien invader as it crawled out of Jinx's deformed cock. The mental satisfaction made Jinx come for the ninth time, propelling the creature forward. Its new home was found to be not very big, but still enough, and it found the surroundings of warm, soft flesh to be... pleasant. Jinx squeezed her right testicle, urging it to migrate quicker. As euphoria oversaturated and fried her brain, she crushed the other one as well, bursting the tenth orgasm through her cock and into Lux's womb. "AAAAHHHH! Ah hahaha! YES! HURTS SO GOOOOOD!" She let out a deafening roar, drowning Lux's screams of pleasure underneath as she released her everything into the love of her life. Jinx fell on Lux as they both lost conciousness while the Rek'Sai safely made its way into its new home, with a new batch of food to last for a few more hours. Despite being infertile, she managed to impregnate Lux after all... *** "An old acquaintance... from two hundred years ago. She was the leader of her team, and i, their advisor. It was around that time i started crossbreeding Voidborns with Star Guardians, so i kidnapped a few in her team to serve as guinea pigs. Back then i still used both females and shemales. I learned that being a female breeder was a lot more painful so i used drugs to relieve their sufferings, but their minds would also be crippled as a result, begging for nothing but more pleasure. Now, you see, Janna was the kind of leader everyone loved and followed, an exceptional invidual. Someone like that was dangerous to my plans. Ideally i would have turned her too, but i... didn't want to lose her. We had gotten close way too quick. Had so much fun being with each other, i never realized how much time had passed. She admired me, and i even saw her... as my little sister. A deadly mistake, yes. Eventually she saw through my lies, and when she found out the truth... she gave me this." Syndra's fingers touched her eyepatch. "This is the price i had to pay for my arrogance." "Arrogance?" "Despite everything i had done, i still wanted to hold her close. Despite everything i had done, i still wanted to see her mature. And despite knowing her so well, i still thought i had control over the situation. They were the evidence of my arrogance.  That was quite an agony. I guess that i was lucky she didn't manage to put in enough force to pierce through my skull, but a part of my brain was damaged. Permanently. With that, i couldn't channel Starlight to heal this wound. And so, this remains... to remind me of my error." "Oh god..." Fortune gasped. "Then... what happened next?" "I don't know, but i can guess. With half of her team crippled by me, they could not stand a chance against the Void. Only she surived. After taking a 'gap year', she returned to this war as the mentor of Luxanna Crownguard's team. I had planned to just capture her and bring her here, but with Jinx's help distracting her, i didn't have to reveal myself. She would wake up... to find everything she holds dear destroyed." "But this... is not about revenge... Is it?" "Hmmm... What makes you think so?" "She took your eye..." Fortune touched the left side of Syndra's face. "And yet all i hear is your sadness and regret. But, that's what i don't understand. If you bear no grudge against her, then what's the reason for all of this?" "I have lived for thousands of years. With enough research and training in Starlight, i can do many things. Things that no one else can. And yet... i cannot mend anything. I can't turn a broken vase back to how it was before, i can only make something else out of the pieces. I want to protect all Star Guardians. Yes, there's blood on my hands. But i do what i do, because i see no other choice. I don't want anyone to fight for a war they are not meant to win. And yet as we are near the end, what have i achieved? I couldn't save Ahri. I couldn't save you. And i made Janna who she is today. She was smart. Kind. Strong. Her positiveness... was overwhelming. Anyone would love her, respect her, and follow her anywhere." Syndra gritted her teeth, for the first time showing her troubled side, even though she was doing her best to hold it in. "Fuck. I wanted to see her mature. And yet it was i who dragged her into the mess, god dammit. She's nothing... but a shadow of her past now. And i can't stand seeing her like that anymore." "But...! I'm sure that given time, her wounds will heal! One day she will move on, and-" "No, Sarah. No, she cannot." Syndra shook her head. "A Star Guardian's wound never heals. They will only fade away when we are killed. Believe me, i know. Ahri isn't the only one who is consumed by grief. You. Me. Janna. We all are, we just found different ways to hide our wounds. Wounds that will continue to bleed forever." "So then..." Fortune shuddered. She could understand it even from Syndra's tone. A tone that overflowed with unimaginable pain. "After you're done with Janna, what will become of her?" "Happy." Syndra closed her eye, suppressing the emotions swelling in her chest. "She will be happy." Suddenly Syndra pulled her close and embraced her in arms. "We all will. That's my promise." At that moment, Sarah Fortune's mind was clear. The conflict that gripped her heart over to give Syndra her everything or not was gone. Syndra was not good. She was not kind. She was selfish. But Fortune was sure all those words meant nothing against someone who suffered and carried more weight than anyone else. So if Syndra wanted her, then it would be the least she could give. "Thank you...", Fortune reciprocated the emotional hug, letting Syndra's warmth seep through her soul.  "You know..." Syndra let go of her. "I never realized how beautiful you are. The look in your eyes... it's delicious. So very vulnerable. Makes me want to hollow out the deepest places in your body. I want to fill you with more cock than you can handle, watch those wet eyes of yours flutter and roll back as you cry from being choked." Syndra grinned in her breath, her voice dripping with excitement. "I want you." "Please do." Fortune whispered like a hypnotized woman, drunken in lust. As an emotional fullness embraced her, those words turned her on more than it should have. It was not out of love, probably not yet. It was of a human whose life had just lost meaning, was given a new purpose: to satisfy her superior's lust for her. And it became everything she needed and cared about, because she didn't want to live without having a reason.  She knew she must please Syndra, and this cock - Fortune gasped - it was as big and long as her own. It was a test, and Fortune didn't intend to fail. She carefully approached, not wanting to rush - it could end ugly if she did. Still, it didn't mean she had the privilege of taking it slow. She drooled as much as possible and smeared the liquid on the entire length with both hands, before forcing her head upward to get herself facefucked by the meat pillar. There came the strong, potent musk, and the glans taken into her mouth. She breathed in, that musky scent making her brain dizzy and drunk, giving her the courage she needed. The meaty head pushed, and through sheer force of will, Fortune made her stubborn throat yield.  The glans got past her throat, but she was already too weak to push it down any further. She loved this feeling, to have a giant cock filling and stretching her throat, thicking veins brushing over her sensitive membrane. But she had never taken a cock before, let alone something this big. All of her muscles tensed like steel cables. She fought against her own body, her mind trying to gain control over instincts. Her hands trembled, her body demanding her to quit, to breath, but she wouldn't allow it. She craved for the feeling of being something more than what she already was, something that only Syndra could reward her. She grabbed hold of her mistress's waist, forcing herself forward even further. A little bit more... a little bit more... and she managed to fit two more inches in the pipe. She felt like she could lose consciousness any second now. The beautiful emerald eyes disappeared in their sockets as more hot tears rolled down her cheeks. Her reddened neck bulged, ever convulsing from the self-harm. And yet... she wasn't even close to taking in half the length, already soaking wet from her uncontroled drooling. She gagged loudly, knowing that she was going to pass out...  Suddenly she remembered that there was something that could help her... but she couldn't quite put her finger on it as her eyes slowly closed... Fortune vaguely noticed hands grabbing hold of her head, gently pulling her away from the fat dick. Gasping as air filled her lungs once again, she thought the test was over, but it didn't even last one second before Syndra, with all of her strength, rammed Fortune's face down on the base of her crotch, Fortune's nose touched her navel. The redhead's eyes shot wide open, feeling the violent meat rod twitching, sending Syndra's heartbeats deep into her torso, echoing with her own. Her crossed eyes saw Syndra, who lustfully licked her lips and inhaled deeply, holding her head in place. She struggled to accept the meaty length having taken residence inside her esophagus. Her throat burned and her brain fried from the lack of oxygen. Too big! It hurts! Cant... breath...! Her throat contracted wildly, trying to drive away the beast inside, something Fortune desperately fought against, but it was starting to become an impossible task. She could not do this after all, it seemed that she had reached her limit. She cried, as if begging for forgiveness. Out of desperation, she wished that... her throat could stretch... just a little bit... Wait. Fortune remembered what she tried to earlier. The ability to morph one's own body. But how can i do it? How? I don't know the method... And i only have seconds... No! I must believe that i can! Maybe it's just like the old comics i read, that people can't use magic simply because they don't believe they can. But i have seen Syndra using it! I know it's possible! Then i can do it too! I must! Fortune shut her eyes, used the little time she had left to focus on recreating what she saw. She just needed her throat to stretch a bit more. A bit more, that's all she needed. Stretch! Stretch! Please, let me breath! Let me breath just a little bit! Syndra had been holding still, watching her slave choking on her bitchbreaker. She was not really expecting anything, just wanted to facerape the redhead using the very same cock Fortune had. Even if she lost consciousness now, Syndra would still enjoy fucking the senseless body and dump a big load into it. But then... she smiled. And she moaned in awe when Fortune, who barely breathed again, looked up at her like a dog asking to be cuddled.  It seemed that Fortune was far more special than she had expected. And she decided to praise her faithful servant by giving her the most brutal fuck she could take. Fortune was certainly not expecting to be lay down on her back on a Starlight table, manacles emerged and restrained her arms, legs and torso. Syndra had to get up to properly enjoy this feast - anything less would be an insult to Sarah's earnest efforts. She had never been turned on this much before - the fact that Fortune broke through her limits in only a few seconds before going limp for Syndra was simply too rapturous to hold back. She grabbed Fortune's neck and rammed right in, shaking the redhead's body violently with each thrust. So warm, so wet, so tight, so eager. From below she could only hear wet glurks that escaped Fortune's lips, and the sound of her balls, glistening with Fortune's throatslop slapping back and forth against her rolled eyes. Her plushy lips that locked around the base formed into a smile. Her body was brimming with cockmeat, so strong and massive that she felt her heart collided with it as both throbbed in need.  Syndra called Soraka over, asking her to stay on the other side of the table, right above Fortune's cock. Playfully Soraka stretched out Fortune's already gaping urethra with her fingers. Three fingers pushed deep inside, she roughly stroked the incredibly sensitive flesh that caused Fortune to jerk around. It felt like cumming, but nothing came out. The muscles that were up to the task were all destroyed. Which was... actually better. In this state she could continuously reach climax, again and again as long as stimulation was provided. She couldn't be satisfied with just 'enough'. She wanted it all. "It seems like our customer is eager to be served." Syndra gently cuddled Fortune's nutsack. "Come on, Soraka." Like a snake, Syndra's tongue slithered out of her mouth, more and more until it had the right length. Smiling knowlingly, Soraka released her as well. They coiled together, and forcely plunged into the inviting peeslit. In no time they turned sideways at the fork, each stretching their way in Fortune's little delicate cumtubes. So deep, so vivid. Fortune's overly sensitive genital tasted it all. They violated her nuts from the inside, poking and twisting every nook and corner, turning it into a bigger mess than it already was while they excitedly fondled her from the outside. How many climaxes did that give? Six? Ten? There were so many in such a short duration, it was driving her mad. Her asshole's muscles spasmed, expelling some leftover of Syndra's thick cum in her from earlier, which had turned into yellowy sludge. She started to choke, her tight esophagus gnashed on the thick, foul shecock. At long last her mind couldn't keep up with the Starlight spell, her throat started to clench as it returned to its normal size. "Oooooooh shit... Fortune, you're too TIIIIIGHTURGHHHHHH!!" Syndra roared, pulling out her tongue as she groped her follower's juicy jiggling tits. "Take my reward!!"  Her cock pushed yet another inch deeper, and as it did, popped past even Fortune's tortured esophagus. Syndra laughed in glee as she fucked, the entrance that led to Fortune's stomach stroked  her cockhead, the unforgiving villain threatened to turn the abused throat inside-out with every pull. Fortune grew limp from the lack of oxygen, and that pushed Syndra over the edge. A rapturous ecstasy in fucking her faithful slave's organs into submission. Her thick, veiny cock was buried, constricted deep inside Fortune's body, but her monstrous load stretched it back out from inside the cumpipe. Burning hot and goo-like thick, ropes after ropes of white tar, pure but also filthy at the same time, splashed onto every nook and corner of Fortune's stomach, filling it to the brim and fed her full from the inside. She pissed out burst after burst of sticky cum until the miserable cumbag could no longer take it, spilling her load into the small intestines without having the time to break it down into nutrients. Soon the effect of the massive ejacuation started to manifest to the outside, her belly started to bloat. But Syndra never stopped moving or withdrew to relieve her slave of the terrifying stress. If anything, the sight only made Syndra even more aroused. She continued to cum for more than three minutes, providing Fortune with enough food for nearly an entire week. *pfft* Fortune' asshole had to extract some excessive baby batter, that was immediately cleaned up by Soraka's hungry mouth, drowning herself in the foul taste that was further fermented inside her fellow redhead Guardian. As Syndra's cock started to grow a bit softer, more cum threatened to leak out. Not wanting to waste it, she made the unmoving body of Fortune kneel before pulling out in a slow motion. Disgusting wet glurks escaped Fortune's bubbling lips, thick pearly strings dripped from the corners of her mouth. Her veiny shaft was entirely covered by layers of her own sludge, saliva, mucus, and whatever it was called that came from Fortune's stomach, clinging like a second skin made of glue. Soraka sat down behind Fortune, gently cuddled her distended abdomen in motherly affection, having fun pretending that Fortune was four months pregnant. Conciousness slowly made its way from cloud nine back to the redhead. She jerked awake with a burst of semen from her mouth and nostrils. She hacked violently trying to breath, yet despite the discomfort did her best to maintain her motherly figure. "Oh my fucking god, Syndra... i felt that... Every bit of it." She smiled madly in joy, carressing her belly with Soraka, feeling thick sludge sloshing inside. Being pregnant... did sound nice. Maybe after this... she could...? "I have never been that high before. Thank you." Syndra reach down to passionately kiss Fortune, wrestling their tongues with each other before sucking out a small amount of her own sperms. "Mmm," she closed her eye and savored the taste. "Now would you mind cleaning me up, Soraka? Sarah seems to have plenty on her plate." Soraka wasted no time to star coiling her tongue around Syndra's penis, stroking and peeling away the mixture of slop. The taste and smell was so unholy strong and foul that they almost overwhelmed the musky cock's. "If you don't mind... i want to play with my food." Fortune giggled, groping her belly hard. She vomitted a liter's worth of inhuman tar onto her chin, her heaving tits, her bloated torso, painting them white. "So hot... you really cooked my insides." Fortune grinned, before lapping on the food she had just spilled, pressing her tits together as she sucked on her own nipples. "You look good in white, my dear." Those words... were quite implying, she thought, and they were the right ones. She wondered if Fortune could notice that detail. As the three basked in the euphoric after glow, they heard a girly, horny scream. Lux was being fucked in her ass in full nelson position, her belly belonged to that of an eighteenth month pregnant mother, looking disgusting and eery on a slender, frail frame. "I'm going to give biiiiiirth..." She howled in painful satisfaction. "About time." Syndra whispered to herself. About time to say farewell to this Janna before shattering her soul apart to give birth to a new one. The sadness threatened to came back crawling at her like a thousand dead hands, but she shook it out of her head. "I will take all pain away."

Chapter 2 - Setting the ground rules

Steph woke up the next morning feeling hopeful, hopeful at the fact that Katelynn might leave her alone, and feeling partially hopeful due to the fact of how strangely good she feels. As she took her morning shower, she began to wonder WHY did she feel so good. Steph then thinks to herself, "I went to bed at my usual time, had a good dinner with Mom and Clara, School has been going pretty well-" Steph's face then sours at the remembrance of yesterday's events and her experience with Katelynn in the school bathroom. "Damn it," Steph thinks, annoyed as she runs a hand down her smooth and wet chest and stomach, still feeling Katelynn's cock surging through her partially. Causing a wave of pleasure to wash over her combined with the warm water of the shower, causing her to shiver but then snap back to her senses. "No! I can't let her get into my head like this. She probably already moved onto some other poor girl she can fuck with her giant co-. No!" Steph's face flushes deeply as she remembers the sight of Katelynn's cock, how it was roughly shoved down her throat, And how Katelynn fucked her to hell and back with it.  Steph then quickly shakes her mind off her increasingly arousing thoughts as she turns off the shower and wraps a shower around herself before moving back towards her bedroom, noticing the smell of breakfast coming from downstairs. "Seems like Mom made breakfast," Steph smiles to herself at the thought as she closes her bedroom door behind her. As Steph threw on her regular clothes, she stopped at the sight of the collar that Katelynn had given her the day prior, deciding to pick it up and feel it around in her hand. "Should I put it on?" Steph wonders to herself before shaking her head, "No! What am I thinking? I'm not that girl's pet!" She thinks to herself, readying to toss it in her junk drawer. Only to stop slightly and think to herself, "She climbed into my bathroom stall after she caught me mast- doing stuff, who knows what she'll do?" Steph thinks to herself as she decides to, at the very least, keep it in her backpack on the off chance that Katelynn might see her not wearing it and get angry. Steph then swiftly made her way downstairs, to which she finds her Mom cooking some sausages and eggs, "Hey, Sweetie!" Her mother greets her sweetly before turning back to the food, "Food will be ready in a few minutes. Do me a favor and grab your sister for me, Alright?" Her mother asks of her, causing Steph to groan inwardly before going back upstairs. "The least she can do is not wake up at the last minute," Steph mumbles to herself about her sister as she nears her bedroom door. With a firm knock, Steph then calls out to her sister, "Clara! Breakfasts ready!" For a moment, Steph doesn't get a response and is about to knock on the door again, only for her sister to call out breathlessly, "Yeah! I'll be down in a sec." Her sister says mid-panting. Not wanting to know what her sister was doing, Steph shakes her head and goes back downstairs, with her mother greeting her once more, "Did you tell your Sister food's about to be ready?" Steph's mom asks, with Steph only responding with a nod as she then takes a seat at the dinner table. Soon enough, just when Steph and her Mom were about to dive into their breakfast, Clara quickly makes her way downstairs and takes a seat next to Steph, with Steph smelling the reek of weed off of her. "Ooh, Sausages and eggs, feeling fancy today, Mom?" Her sister remarks before diving into her food. "Oh, Well, you know, It just feels like one of those days where I just want to go all out." Their Mom says as she then begins to eat before turning to Steph and asking, "Get a good night's sleep, Steph?" Steph was taking a bite out of her eggs and was taken off guard by the question. "Hm? Oh, Y-Yeah! Slept like a rock." Steph says with a small chuckle before saying, "Had a long day yesterday, and sleep ended up being the cure." Steph says with a small fake smile before turning her eyes towards the sausages. The long, meaty, musky, vei- Steph stops her train of thought as once again, visions of Katelynn's cock fill her mind. Before Steph could think anymore about dick, Her sister says, "Thinking about the dick you got yesterday?" Completely taking her off guard and causing their mom to nearly choke on her orange juice as she scolds her sister. "Clara! Don't judge your sister! You probably have done a lot worst than she can ever do." Nicole scolds her troublemaking Daughter, causing Clara's face to flush red and turn away. "Mom!" Clara yells out, embarrassed with Steph feeling overall relief now that the attention had been shifted off of her. But soon, it was time for school as Steph and Clara went their separate ways, with Clara hitching a ride with some of her other pothead friends and with Steph getting on the bus with Masie, which they were both having a conversation about Manga and Anime. "I don't know, Masie. The fight scene didn't really bother me in terms of animation, and I still ended up shedding a few tears when Mirio lost his quirk, and then it showed all those flashbacks from his childhood of getting to where he was." Steph says. Masie, on the other hand, held a different view as she then says, "But the fight scene itself was just a carbon copy of the manga panels with no motion whatsoever. But I do agree that it still got its emotional point across, albeit in a way that I didn't really like or expect from the same show that had the fight scenes from season two." Maise explains. Before Steph could retort any further, Masie then points to Steph's neck and asks, "What happened to your choker?" Completely taking Steph off guard. Steph then quickly turns to her friend, red-faced, and says, "Wait, what?" Masie then points to Steph's neck again and says, "Your choker. You said you got it from the Goth club and that you liked it. I figured that since you said you liked it, you would have worn it today." Masie explains, unbeknownst to her, she was making Steph want to explode. "This is what I get for lying to you, isn't it?" Steph glumly thinks to herself as she looks at her confused friend. Steph then lets out a small cough and then says, "I forgot it, I was kinda rushing to get out the door, and I forgot to throw it on." Steph lies once more, although quickly regretting that decision as she could have said that Her mom forbade her from wearing it at school. "Well, Alright, I guess," Masie says, satisfied with Steph's answer, causing Steph to let out a deep exhale and lean back in her bus seat. And so, the bus ride went on as normal, with Steph's and Masie's conversation slowly drifting back into anime. And so on went most of the school day with her going class to class, Dealing with Ms. Lancaster's bitchy attitude, and going to lunch. Until Steph had to go to Gym class. Which would usually not of been a big deal, but after Katelynn had ambushed in the bathroom the other day and combined with the fact that even though she was sure that Katelynn would move on from her. She was still a little nervous, even more so because she had removed her collar. Deciding not to risk it, when she usually arrived at the girl's training room when all the other girls were either skipping class or had already gotten dressed in their gym uniforms. She decided to check under all of the stalls and closets quickly and making sure nobody was in the locker room. "Alright, All clear." Steph thinks to herself as she finishes checking everywhere someone could be hiding or be at.  She then quickly makes her way to her locker and opens it, pulling out her gym clothes in the process, to which she slipped her yellow sweater over her large bust while also sliding her tight black sweat pants off her curvy figure. But just as she puts one of her legs through a leg hole in her gym shorts, she wobbles back slightly, and her ass rubs against someone's pelvis, more specifically, a bulge on someone's pelvis. But before she can whirl around to see who was behind her, a familiar pair of arms wrap around her waist and grope up her crotch and tits, with Steph quickly noticing the black painted nails and fingerless gloves along with the poking of a studded armband. "Seems you've been a bad girl," Katelynn says, rubbing her face in Steph's hair and taking a deep sniff, causing a shiver to go up against Steph's spine. "What are you doing?! Get off me!" Steph half yells as she struggles to break free of the Dickgirl's grasp, only to be pulled in tighter by her. Katelynn lets out a low rumbling chuckle into Steph's neck before deeply licking it, causing Steph's toes to curl. "I gave you one job, ONE. It wasn't anything hard like fucking the cheer squad or spending the night at the local glory hole. I gave you one job, and it was to wear the choker." Katelynn explains. Steph continues to struggle as she then says, "I'm not your pet!" Causing Katelynn to chuckle slightly again. "Oh, really?" Katelynn says, rubbing her hardening crotch up and down Steph's backside. "Well, as I see it, A pet is someone who serves their master, someone who loves and adores the master, Someone who's willing to go the extra for their master," Katelynn says huskily into Steph's ear, making Steph's skin crawl in a way that Steph couldn't put down as good or bad. "And if I remember correctly, You seemed to go the extra mile yesterday in the bathroom. Did you, Steph?" Katelynn says, causing moisture to form in Steph's underwear. Steph then tries to write off what she did by saying, "W-W-Well, I-I w-was h-horny at the t-time-" Before she's cut off by Katelynn, who says, "Blah, Blah, Blah, You always try to use your words, but I believe theirs a saying for that, and I believe its, 'Actions speak louder than words.'" And from there, Steph feels Katelynn leaning back her hips and moving something, but before she can remark on anything, Katelynn's cock was sticking through her thighs. Steph's voice gets stuck in her throat as she manages to mumble out, "Y-Your n-not going to-" But before she could finish her shakey sentence, Katelynn begins sucking on her neck slightly. After giving Steph a small hickey on her neck, Katelynn brings her mouth up to Steph's ear and nibbles on it slightly, causing Steph to let out a small squeak in response ends up making Katelynn chuckle slightly. "Don't worry, my little slut, I'm not going to fuck you. I've got places to be too." Katelynn then positions her dick and legs so that she has better access to Steph's thick thighs. "Although I am looking to get off," Katelynn says, and at that, Katelynn pulls back her hips to only then thrust forward, causing Her cock to rub against Steph's oozing folds. Steph, on the other hand, is utterly shocked at Katelynn's figurative and literal balls as she thinks to herself, "I'm giving her a THIGHJOB!?" Steph can feel as Katelynn continues to hump her cock through her thighs as she slightly picks up the pace with the tip of Katelynn's cock head dripping out some pre-cum. Steph can once again feel as Katelynn leans over to Steph's ear and says, "Don't go all dead fish on me," Katelynn says as she brings her hands down to Steph's hips and begins to drag them back and forth across Katelynn's cock. Hesitantly, Steph lets out a small moan as due to her best efforts. Even SHE can't resist the arousal pooling into her with Katelynn's cock quickly rubbing forward and back on Steph's now glistening pussy. "Her cock is so hard!" Steph thinks to herself as Katelynn continues to pick up the pace. "She's making me so wet!" Steph remarks to herself as she continues to get off due to Katelynn forcefully getting a thighjob from her as Katelynn begins to get a little rougher. "You don't have to be so rough!" Steph tells Katelynn as she braces on the Dickgirl's form as not to fall over. "I wouldn't have to get rough if you actually did something," Katelynn says as she continues to thrust her cock through Steph's tight and juicy thighs. Katelynn then huskily chuckles and says, "You're getting off on this, aren't you slut?" Katelynn says, finally noticing the moisture coming from Steph's pussy and causing Steph's heart to drop in her chest. "N-No I'm Not!" Steph says angrily. Katelynn lets out a low chuckle next to Stephs ear and says, "Oh really? Then why are you so wet down here?" Katelynn says, followed by her pulling her hips back and rubbing the tip of her cock against Steph's pussy, causing her to let out a moan. "Oooh, That sounded nice." Katelynn jokes as she nears the end, with the sound of wet flesh on flesh echoing throughout. "J-Just finish already!" Steph says as she too begins to feel her orgasm nearing. "I'm almost there." Steph thinks to herself as she bites her lower lip before quickly shutting her erotic thoughts away. "NO! I can't give her what she wants! I'm not her damn slut! Although... it does feels amazing... DAMN IT!" Steph continues to go back and forth in her head, As she unconsciously begins to drag her hips up and down Katelynn's cock. Katelynn takes notes of this and smiles to herself, "The slut's brain might not be thinking of doing it, but her body is." Katelynn thinks to herself as her orgasm finally nears. "Cumming!" Katelynn moans out as she bites her lower lip while also grabbing the attention of Steph. "Wait. What?" Steph says before Katelynn erupts between her legs, spurting a few lines of cum and pulling her cum covered cock out of Steph's sweaty and cum sloppy legs, and leaving Steph completely in shock as she falls to her knees. Katelynn then walks over to a nearby bathroom stall and wipes off the remaining cum from her dick before walking back over towards Steph, "Well, that was fun." Steph is at a loss for words as she slowly turns her eyes towards Katelynn, "Y-You didn't let me-" Before Steph can finish her mumblings, she's cut off.  "It's not your place too. I'll let you cum when you're a good pet." Katelynn says, "And guess what?" Katelynn says as she crouches down onto Steph's level. "You weren't a good pet." Katelynn finishes before hopping back to her feet and making her way out the door. Not before stopping slightly and turning around towards the shocked Steph, "Next time, wear the fucking collar, Or else I won't be as so kind as I was today." Katelynn says with an almost venomous cheer in her voice. Steph floated the rest of the day, Going to the rest of her classes, going home with Masie, having dinner, and going to bed. But just as she was about to fall asleep, she gets a message on Snapchat. With groggy eyes, she reaches over and picks up her phone and sees who messaged her. Only to discover a picture of an unmistakable female cock with black nail polished hand holding up the beast with the caption, "Miss me?" To which Steph lets out a small horrified scream and falls off her bed.

Chapter 1 - A Really Smart Investment When You Think About It

"Yeah, Yeah, I'm coming!" Lucy yells out as she makes her way over toward her apartment door, wearing only a towel. She had been trying to take a shower, only to have some cyberpsycho start trying to bang her door down. Stepping outside the frame of the door, Lucy checks her peephole camera one last time, only to see what she saw when she checked initially, nothing. Only this time, however, when she checks again, a pair of red and green cybernetic eyes attached to a minty green-haired head jumps up in front of the camera. "Yo! Luce! You home?" Lucy's scratchy-voiced fellow edgerunner yells out. "Rebecca?" Lucy mutters to herself before walking over to the door and opening it. And, sure enough, there she was. Looking mischievous as ever as she looked Lucy's toweled form up and down. Looking a little red in the face as a result. But nothing Lucy hadn't seen before. "Catch you at a bad time?" Rebecca asked, raising an eyebrow as she chewed on some gum. "N-No- Well, kinda. I was trying to take a shower." Lucy sighs, annoyed but not downright furious at her close friend. "Oh, should I come back another time, then?" Rebecca asks, beginning to turn away from Lucy and the open door. "It's fine. Just come in real quick." Lucy says as she steps to the side and lets the smaller woman into her home. Closing the door behind her, Lucy turns back to her living room and sees Rebecca take a seat on her couch, kicking her feet up in the process. "So, what brings you by so urgently that you weren't able to call first?" Lucy asks, taking a seat herself on the couch opposite where Rebecca is sitting. Despite differences in personality, the white-haired netrunner always made time for her friends. It was the least that she could do. Her usual mischievous smile growing across her face, Rebecca then asks, "Guess what I got!" "I don't know, what?" "No, you have to guess." Sighing, Lucy brings up a hand to wipe away some of her hair that was still wet away from her face. "That Mk. 31 HMG you keep talking about?" "No, despite being fucking nova. I still can't carry anything outside a stupid small peashooter." Rebecca says, sounding frustrated at one of the issues her smaller stature causes her. "A new brother?" Lucy says, chuckling slightly at her own cheeky remark. "Fuck me, I wish! But no." Sighing, Lucy raises her hands in defeat. "Becca, I don't know." "C'mon, you're getting there." Rebecca continues to urge, causing the netrunner to roll her eyes. "A new upgrade?" "You got it!" Rebecca shouts, her scratchy voice filling the room around them. "So you came running over to my apartment just because you got some new upgrade?" Lucy asks, raising an annoyed yet also curious eyebrow. "Yeah! That is if you want me to show it to you." Rebecca asks, her pale white cheeks growing slightly red as her smile becomes more mischievous. Seeing as her friend was already there, Lucy leans back on the couch and says, "Why not? I'll bite." "Please, don't, actually." Rebecca says as she stands up from the couch and makes her way over to Lucy. Causing the white-haired girl to assume she was going to sit next to her, only to be suddenly concerned as she stood with both of her feet on either side of Lucy's legs, directly where she was sitting. "B-Becca, what the fuck are you doing-" Lucy's words die in her throat as Rebecca lowers both her hands down to the bottom hem of her jacket and pulls up, revealing a massive cock. Towering above her, the thing was longer than her damn face. Measuring at what couldn't be more than 15 total inches of fuck meat. Its skin sharing the same color as Rebecca's pale body, but obviously still a cybernetic implant. It even had pink tattooing similar to the design of the tattoo that went across Rebecca's leg that stretched across its soda can-sized width. Beneath the artificial dick was a pair of thick white balls, with it being the same pale white color as the rest of Rebecca's body. Most noticeable was the glowing green light on the side of one of her testicles, adding to the fact that Rebecca had managed to get herself a robotic cock, and a big one at that. "Pretty hot, right?" Rebecca asks, waving it around above Lucy's stunned face. "Pervs, who made the Mr. Studd implant came out with this one. They call it 'Ms. Studd!' Or some other shit like that. And guess who managed to snag one off of one of their trucks?" Rebecca explains. Lucy was still completely stunned to silence. She had expected a lot of things, but nothing quite like this. And the way Rebecca was waving it around in her face, being so brazen about it. It all just began to rub Lucy a certain way. "Helloooooo? Lucy? You still with me, girl?" Rebecca asks, still chewing her gum as her hands are now on her hips. The hem of her long jacket being able to be held up by the strength of her cock. "Huh? Oh, yeah. S-So why'd you decide to show me of all people?" Lucy asks, snapping out of her trance and trying to move back further so that her cock isn't directly above her head. In the process, allowing her to peer into the eye of Rebecca's trouser snake as a small drop of pre began to ooze out of the tip. "Well.... I figured since your single, I'm single, and one of us might be currently going through a dry spell, I thought that maybe we could have fun with this thing. Before I toss this thing off and probably forget about it." Rebecca says, stretching her hips from side to side as she keeps her newfound meat weapon aimed directly at Lucy's face. Who herself still doesn't seem quite as convinced. "C'mon, Choom! We're in Nightcity, for fuck sake! Who the hell is going to judge us for enjoying ourselves?" Lucy had to admit Rebecca did have a point. All that time snatching eddies from those Arasaka pricks on the train did leave her a little tensed up recently. "Alright, fine..." Lucy relents, breathing a sigh out through clenched teeth before turning to look up at her friend. "I'm assuming you want me to put this-" "In your mouth, yes." Rebecca finishes her sentence. "C'mon, already. If I knew you were going to take this long, I would've jerked off before coming here." "Be happy I'm even doing this at all, Becca." Lucy says as she raises up a hand and grabs hold of Rebecca's cock. When Rebecca whipped this thing out in front of her face, it looked like a cock, and smelled like a cock. But now, after finally holding the damn thing, it felt pretty damn accurate to a real cock too. Lucy could even feel what felt like Rebecca's heartbeat through it. Stroking it back and forth, Lucy watched as the pre coming out of Rebecca's tip began to grow before oozing out into one thick syrupy like strand that fell and splattered across her thigh. Well, fuck. Guess she's going to be taking another shower. "Oh, fuck. Your hands are so soft, Lucy." Rebecca groans, her red face growing hotter as she leans her hips back and forth into the netrunner's stroking. "Glad you think so." Lucy smiles, finding a strange sort of novelty in jerking off Rebecca of all people. Not that she minded. For all intents and purposes, she found the green-haired girl to be attractive both physically and personally, even if she could get a little loud here and there. Which made it all the more amusing to watch her go through the pleasure of having her cock stroked. Repeated soft breaths mixed with groans exited her lips as Lucy continued to stroke her off. Her delicate hands gliding across Rebecca's meat, even if she did struggle with it occasionally due to its robust size and length. Speeding up her stroking, Lucy exerted her wrist, jerking off the entirety of Rebecca's cock. Continuing to watch as more pre began to spurt out of its tip. Something that Lucy used to help make the process of jerking off Rebecca easier. "Just make sure to tell when you're about to burst. I don't want to get your cum on my face. At least, not yet." Lucy softly chuckles as she looks up at Rebecca. "Yeah, yeah. Just keep going." Rebecca pants, her hands now formed into tight fists at her sides as she rode out the pleasure being given to her. The mix of her own pre-cum and Lucy's tight grip made for a wonderful combination for the edgerunner as her breath began to pick up in pace. "Not that bad at this. One might think you've done this before." Rebecca huffs with a chuckle of her own. "Is that a compliment or an insult?" Lucy smiles slyly. "Whichever one makes you keep going." Rebecca responds, making Lucy laugh softly before she begins to stroke her off even faster. Her already immensely tight grip squeezed her cock even harder as she tried to push things over the finish line. "Fuck, Lucy! Here it comes!" Rebecca groans, giving Lucy enough heads up to move her head to the side to allow a propulsion of semen to come shooting out of her dick and splatter against the wall. Followed up soon by more shots of cum as Lucy continued to stroke her cock before eventually finishing. Turning back toward the wall, Lucy was honestly amazed it made it that far. "Fuck. You could take someone's eye out with a shot like that." The netrunner remarks before she turns her attention back toward Rebecca, right as she drops her jacket to the floor, revealing her naked pink tattooed body. "Hope your not too tired already." Lucy remarks, looking down at Rebecca's still-hard cock. "Heh, don't worry, choom. This thing isn't going anywhere anytime soon." Rebecca chuckles, waving her member around as if she were trying to hypnotize the white-haired netrunner. Amusing Lucy more than anything else as she once again grabbed hold of Rebecca's cock. "Show me then." Lucy smiled, her voice laced with lust as she leaned up to press her lips up against Rebecca's, who returned the favor in kind. Cutting to the chase, their tongues soon began to intertwine as they vigorously kissed each other. Thoroughly enjoying the other's taste before Rebecca places a hand on Lucy's shoulder and pushes her back down, a strand of saliva still connecting their lips before Rebecca wipes it away while keeping Lucy's face at level with her cock. "How about we kick it up a notch?" Rebecca smiles down at Lucy, who smiles back up at her. "Fine, but only because you asked so nicely." Lucy comments before turning to look back down the barrel of Rebecca's cock canon. Opening her mouth, Lucy slowly moved her head forward until the head was just at the entrance to her gaping maw. Teasing the eager woman above her as she slowly closed her mouth around the tip of Rebecca's cock, causing the girl in question to take in a sharp breath of air through her teeth. "F-Fuck, choom...." Rebecca groans, nearly falling back but managing to catch herself as she feels Lucy begin to softly suck the head of her cock. Slurping up the salty-tasting cum and other fluids that had made their way out of Rebecca's cock. Lucy was honestly surprised. While looking and feeling like a cock, the damn thing tasted pretty close to a real one, too. With its rubbery head pulsing in her mouth as she continued to swallow down the last salty remnants of cum from Rebecca's previous orgasm, along with the pre that had begun to ooze out of her cock for a second time. Pulling her mouth off the tip with a pop of her lips, Lucy savors the salty taste before turning to look back up at Rebecca. "Damn thing tastes pretty close to the real thing." Lucy comments before looking back down at the piece of meat before her and giving it a few idle strokes. "Yeah, yeah, I know. Science has come far and all that stuff. Could you keep going, please?" Rebecca responds, sounding impatient as she places a hand on Lucy's head and directs her mouth back onto her cock. Causing the woman beneath her to look up at her with a smirking glance. Taking the cock back into her mouth, Lucy resumes sucking on it with an almost slow yet also thorough pace. Driving Rebecca up the wall as Lucy takes more and more of the member into her mouth. Causing the edgerunner's breath to quicken and softly drag Lucy's head further down her cock. "Fuck, that's good." Rebecca breathes, her pale cybernetic face growing increasingly red from the pleasure coursing through her as she looks down at Lucy's lustful gaze as she manages to push her head just about halfway down her cock. Lucy, for her part, continued to juggle the weight of dealing with such a massive member and trying not to get overwhelmed while also simultaneously pushing herself to take more and more into her gaping maw. It was a struggle, honestly. The biggest she could say she had ever taken was only around half the size Rebecca was packing. Yet, she wasn't perturbed at all. This was just as much of a new experience for her as it was for Rebecca. She had heard of the Mr. Studd line of cybernetics before but never got as intimate as she was with the one she had in her mouth now. But if it was like any other cock, the netrunner had a few ideas on how to push things in more interesting directions. Reaching one hand over to the part of Rebecca's member she had taken into her mouth, Lucy begins to slowly jerk the edgerunner off. Keeping things at a slower, yet also more steady pace when compared to the work her mouth was doing. Managing to do just enough to earn a slight groan from Rebecca herself as a result. "What are you- Oh!" Rebecca goes to ask, only to be caught off guard as, with her other hand, Lucy reaches under the massive length and begins to slowly stroke and squeeze at Rebecca's balls. The large sack weighed heavily in her hand. Twitching slightly under the soft yet firm contact as the netrunner slowly massaged them. Causing the already fair amount of cum inside them to boil with hot pleasure as Lucy continued to suck on Rebecca's cock. Attempting to coax the warm liquid out of the head of her cock, and into her eager mouth as she pushed her head further down the entirety of the length. Slowly managing to get the piece of meat closer and closer to the entrance to her throat while also trying to stifle as many gags as she could as she dealt with such a massive cock. Pushing her head down further, Lucy's nose finally bumps into Rebecca's waist. A feat that seemed to surprise even Lucy herself as she managed to fit such a massive cock down her throat. Although, that did leave her throat bludging heavily under the heavy strain of carrying such an enormous thing in her mouth. Rebecca herself seemed just as stunned. Her face lit up bright red with pleasure and shock as she stared down at Lucy's strained expression as sweat began to bead down her face. "Ho-Holy shit, you ok, choom?" Rebecca asks, showing genuine concern, which Lucy appreciates, but nevertheless gives a thumbs up to confirm her position of control. While keeping it in her mouth and down her throat, Lucy begins to bob her head back and forth across the length. Taking the most comfort as she could every time she pulled back, all the while still keeping as much as she could in her mouth without slowly choking herself out. After enough effort, she even pushed her head down far enough to the point that she could extend out her tongue and begin to lap at the bottom of Rebecca's balls. Something she could tell the smaller girl appreciated as the edgerunner let out a groan of pleasure as a result. "Fuck me. Whoever you end up fucking with is going to be very happy." Rebecca comments, making Lucy chuckle despite having a clogged throat. Eventually, however, with an aching jaw that was stretched to its limits, Lucy began to pull herself back. Only stopping, however, when a pale white hand grasps the top of her head. "I think I had enough teasing on your part. Let's step things up, shall we?" Rebecca says, her face now having the same expression Lucy would always see before going on particularly wild and hectic missions. Except this time, however, instead of a mission, Rebecca manages to slam the entirety of her cock back down Lucy's throat. Almost instantly, a gag and a fair amount of spit erupts out of Lucy's mouth with a wet splat as Rebecca begins to go to work in humping her face. Her thick balls quickly found a brutal and ruthless pace as they clapped against the underside of Lucy's chin. The saliva dribbling out of the white-haired girl's mouth down onto her balls, only causing the sound of firm smacking to turn into wet slaps that echoed throughout the room and mixed with the sounds of Rebecca's euphoric moans and groans. Making Lucy happy with the fact that she had her hotel room soundproofed beforehand due to the fact that she couldn't handle the idea of her neighbors hearing her choke on thick meaty cock. "Glk! Glk! Glk! Glk!" Lucy slurred and gurgled around the cock down her throat. Her eyes beginning to grow red and watery from the lack of oxygen being provided to her lungs as she looked up at Lucy, who herself didn't seem all that worried about her friend at that current moment. Even as she plunged her cock deep into the depths of Lucy's throat with every heavy and powerful thrust that seemed to shake through her entire frame with every slam of her hips. "Oh, ngh, I know you can take it." Rebecca chuckles, her eyes filled with dominant lust as she looks down at Lucy. "I know you got those lung enhancements. So, Ngh, quit, Mnph, complaining!" The small but hung girl says, punctuating each word with devastating thrusts that send her cock hurdling down Lucy's throat. She was right. Lucy had been into running for a while now and figured a pair of lung cybernetics would do her good. But still, having such a massive cock lodging itself and then dis-lodging itself in and out of her throat was quite taxing to go through. Not that she really minded. If they were going to use this thing only once, it wouldn't hurt to use it as much as they could. Pulling Lucy's head back and stepping one foot onto her shoulder, Rebecca begins to fuck her cock directly down into the netrunner's throat. "Fucking nova throat you got here, Lucy!" Rebecca groans, more and more sweat beading across her body as her waist comes slamming up against Lucy's petite nose in thick, firm slams. Breathing out a breath of exertion, Rebecca manages to speed up her thrust down into the depths of Lucy's gaping, warm tight maw. A feeling that could only be described as euphoric for the edgerunner as she felt herself falling in love with the pleasure that Lucy was giving her. And yet, despite it all, Lucy proved herself to be just about capable in taking the entire thing. Sure, it might've been messy with her throat slime spilling out of her mouth and down onto her bare tits, along with the head of Rebecca's cock spurting out a steady stream of pre cum across her tongue. But Lucy was staying with it, making sure to balance out the breaths that she could get in between each of Rebecca's thrusts. She even went so far as to reach out and grab the edgerunner by her thighs. Although that did little to stem the flow of Rebecca's thrusts as she sped up more and more. Battering her hips back and forth into Lucy's mouth as she finally began to reach her peak speed. Even then, the cybernetic modifications in her legs pushed her even further into completely fucking Lucy's face. The wet garbled sounds circulating in the room only growing in volume as Rebecca's thrusting sped up. "Glkrlgk!" Lucy gargles, spit and flem, oozing out of the corners of her lips as she keeps taking the face fucking from Rebecca. After having enough fun, Rebecca soon began to finally reach her limit for the time being as she slammed her cock in and out of Lucy's face and throat with brutal sexual passion. "Oh- Fuck! I'm gonna cum!" Rebecca says before her thrusting finally reaches the fastest that they can possibly go as another load of cum barrels out of her cock. This time going directly down Lucy's throat as the edgerunner continued to fuck her cock in and out of her tight wet warm mouth. Trying to get a figure on how much cum she would be dealing with, Lucy quickly begins to drink down as much as she possibly can. Something that, at first, seems doable, but as Rebecca continues to cum, it becomes an increasingly difficult task to keep up with. "Glrk! Grukl! Glkrlk! Glkrkl!" Lucy gargles helplessly, her hands tapping repeaditly on Rebecca's thighs, trying to get her to give her some sort of levity. But it never seems to come. Only seeming to wane once the flow of cum coming out of Rebecca's cock begins to falter also. But at some point, it becomes too late as Lucy's desperate silent pleas are left on deaf ears as she's forced to intake all the cum Rebecca has to offer deep into her gullet. Eventually getting to the point that it begins to ooze out of the corners of her mouth and even out of her nose. Then, with another firm thrust into her face, Rebecca finishes shooting off her loads. Causing the edgerunner to let out a breath of relief before stumbling back, her cock soon falling and slipping out of Lucy's mouth afterward. Giving the netrunner a much-needed chance to get some air into her lungs. "Jeez, give a girl a warning next time before you ruin her throat." Lucy mutters in between coughs as she tries to wipe off some of the cum and spit from her face. She was far from angry. A part of her even knew that she should've expected Rebecca to get a little wild with her new addition. "Oh, c'mon! You're fine!" Rebecca chuckles, idly stroking her rehardening cock. "Hey, if it makes you feel any better, now you know how much you're able to take." Rebecca says, managing to make the netrunner herself laugh as she leans back on her couch. "But, uh... In any case, are we gonna..." "Fuck?" Lucy finishes Rebecca's sentence. "Well, when you put it like that." Rebecca remarks, falling back on the couch as she looks over at the netrunner. "Well, are you going to fuck me as hard as you fucked my throat?" Lucy asks, raising an eyebrow back over toward the edgerunner. "Yes?" Rebecca answers slowly, unsure of the correct answer to that question. "Then, yes." Lucy says with a chuckle before standing up and making her way over to the bed. Her hips swaying slightly as Rebecca's already hard cock becomes ever so harder. Practically straining in place as she looks down and sees Lucy's glistening pussy. Laying down on her back with a groan, Lucy looks over just in time to see Rebecca bounding over to her. "Just try to go slow at first, please?" Lucy rolls her eyes playfully. Putting full trust in the smaller edgerunner to not go completely overboard right away. "Don't worry, choom! I get it!" Rebecca smiles as she climbs onto the bed as Lucy spreads her legs for her. Her once boisterous attitude becoming a lot more hesitant when she sees Lucy's cunny. Amusing the netrunner more than anything else. "Hmmmm? Where did all that confidence go? I hope it did come out of you the last time you came." Lucy teases, causing Rebecca's face to turn even redder as she slowly lines up her hips with hers. The head of her huge cock applying more and more pressure to the netrunner's entrance. Causing waves of anticipatory pleasure to start flowing through Lucy's aroused body. "S-Shut up!" Rebecca replies, taking in a huff of air before grabbing Lucy's hips. "I just don't wanna hurt you, is all." The edgerunner reluctantly admits, getting a good view of Lucy's beautiful, cybernetically enhanced body. Her eyes getting a perfect view of every curve and toned muscle going across her frame. "Aw, Rebecca, I didn't take you for a romantic." Lucy flirts before wiggling her hips from side to side, sliding Rebecca's cock across her slit. "S-Shut up!" Rebecca repeats herself, this time mixed with a chuckle as she tries to hide her hot, burning red face. Seeing as how Rebecca just needed a little push, Lucy smirks as she reaches down and grabs hold of the edgerunners massive piece of meat. "It's ok, just gotta put this here...." Lucy mutters as she begins to slowly pull Rebecca's cock into her pussy with her hand. A sharp hiss exiting out of the edgerunners mouth as she tried to keep control over herself as she slowly felt more and more of her cock be engulfed by Lucy's tight and warm cunny. Slowly but very much surely, Lucy pulls in more and more of Rebecca's cock into herself. Having taken it down her throat, the netrunner thought she would've been to endure it somewhat, but working with such a massive cock was proving to be quite an interesting thing to handle. Far from it being a bad thing, the more Lucy took inside her, the more she wanted to have fuck her. At the same time, Rebecca began to slowly build up confidence as Lucy slowly loosened her grip on her length for the final stretch left outside her pussy. Like Lucy had thought she would've been able to handle her cock going up her pussy, Rebecca was also under a similar assumption. After having fucked the netrunners face and all. But Lucy's extremely pleasurable innerwalls were proving to be practically made for the act of fucking itself. Then, with a final push, Rebecca finally managed to fit her massive cock inside Lucy's pussy. "Fuck." Lucy swears under her breath. Her gorgeous body slowly growing more and more sweaty as she begins to go red in the face once again, this time from the pleasure coursing through her core leading directly from her pussy rather than from a lack of oxygen. "Nmphm, Seems, fuck, Seems I'm not the only one having a tough time." Rebecca remarks with a chuckle before letting out another groan. Every movement she tried to make with her hot cock pressing up deep into Lucy's pussy couldn't help but cause more hot pleasure to fill her body. "Ngh! Says the woman who hasn't even done anything yet." Lucy retorts, her face still carrying her cocky smirk as she looks up at Rebecca, whose own face slightly hardens from the backhanded, yet also only mostly playful remark. Taking her words as a challenge, Rebecca tightens her hold on Lucy's legs as she steadies her hips. "You want me to do somethin'? Guess I can do that." Rebecca manages to say without groaning before slowly pushing her hips forward until she finally fully hilted herself deep inside the netrunners pussy. Reveling in the pleasure that was granted to her by having fully filled the beautiful woman laying out on the bed before her. Then, with another steady breath, Rebecca slowly begins to pull her hips back from Lucy's. Slowly pulling her cock out of her pussy in the process. "Seems your finally getting the hang of it." Lucy chuckles, barely masking a moan that manages to make its way out of her frame as Rebecca slowly begins to push her hips back forward, hilting her cock back deep inside Lucy's pussy before eventually repeating the same process. "Nghf, Just you... Wait!" Rebecca groans as she continues slowly pulling her cock in and out of Lucy's vice grip-like pussy. At the same time, thanking the people who made her new enhancement for the strong sexual endurance, she now had. Believing full well that she wouldn't have been able to last as long as she is without it. "Well, then. Take, ngfh, Take your time. Fuck. If you need it!" Lucy smirks at Rebecca, who only rises up to the challenge by slowly increasing the pace she is fucking her. Initially, still keeping things slow until eventually building up a fair enough pace that their bodies manage to collide into each other with a soft yet noticeable slap. Sweat continued to bead across Rebecca's body as she put all of her efforts into concentrating on fucking Lucy's pussy as best as she possibly could. A part of her knew that the netrunner's words were all play, but that still didn't stop her from trying to slowly wipe that smirk off her face as she tightened her grip on her hips. Making sure to control the pace her hips were driving her cock forward with exact and perfect precision. After what felt like ages, it seemed like Rebecca was getting the hang of using her brand-new addition. Something that even Lucy herself made a note of, causing her to match, or attempt to try to, match the pace of the smaller edgerunner. Enhancing the pleasurable experience even further as more moans and groans managed to escape both of their lips. "H-How do you like this?" Rebecca manages to ask in between groans as she tries to also speed up her hips. Reaching her peak speed as her thick balls continued to clap wetly over Lucy's asshole. The sound growing in tone to even match the pleasured cries coming from the both of them. "J-Just don't you dare stop!" Lucy moaned back whorishly, soon making her way to her limit right alongside Rebecca as she repeatedly slammed her hips back and forth against her hips. For the most part, she thought she would just humor what Rebecca had done to herself. So a part of her couldn't quite believe that she was actually about to cum from it. Not that she really minded at that point. Plunging her hips forward one last time, Rebecca finally opens up the floodgates and begins to cum deep inside Lucy's pussy. Filling her up almost completely while Lucy herself let out a pleasured scream and began to spray Rebecca's crotch with her juices. Absolutely coating it as her pussy spasmed around her cock. Whether it'd be due to the cybernetic enhancements both of their bodies had or if they were both just really into what was going on. The duo's orgasm's seemed to last for ages. Sapping any and all energy out of their bodies as they both collapsed onto the netrunner's bed, fully spent after their intense fuck session. The once loud sound of fucking that had filled the room was now replaced with their heavy panting as they both lay there. Satisfied but very much tired from the whole event. But once they had begun to recover, a chuckle began to rumble its way out of Rebecca's frame. Soon turning into an exhausted giggle as she turns to face Lucy on the bed. "Not a bad enhancement, if I do say so myself." Rebecca mutters, making Lucy chuckle herself. "I guess that's one thing we both can agree on." Lucy responds, slowly shifting herself to sit up on her bed as she looks out the window. It was still midday, and nobody was expecting them to be anywhere anytime soon. Perfect for what she had going on between herself and Rebecca. "You got any other plans today?" Lucy asks, turning to look down at Rebecca, who still lies on the bed but looks up at her. "Not really." Rebecca responds, at first not really getting what Lucy was getting across, but as it all slowly starts to sink in, the edgerunner quickly gets it. Soon rousing from her position to turn toward the netrunner, who looks continues to look back at her.

Chapter 0 - Prologue to the smut

"Damn it..." Steph groaned out, attempting to wash the smell of Katelynn's cum out of her panties and pants in the school bathroom sink. Katelynn, on the other hand, simply walks out of the stall and washes her hands. "Why did you have to pull up my pants after you came in me?" Steph asks, furiously scrubbing at her clothes, attempting to use the soap they used in the school bathrooms as some sort of detergent. However, when she attempted to smell and see if the smell was still there, she reeled back and grimaced at the smell still prevalent in her clothes, which matched the taste in her mouth.   Katelynn simply chuckled while fixing up her clothes and says, "I would get used to the taste because you're going to be getting a hell of a whole lot more of it." She says with a smile, causing Steph to cringe. "Besides, Don't you have gym clothes? All you would need to do is take a swift jog to the gym, throw those on, and you'll be fine. It's only been like Fifteen minutes." Katelynn offers the solution. "I can't do that!" Steph nearly shouts out, amusing Katelynn to no end. "If I were to run out there, people might see-" Steph is cut off as Katelynn walks over and loops her arms around Steph and gropes up her ass. "People might see the juicy, wet, looking ass running down the halls. Mmmmm, if my crew were to see this," Katelynn says, giving Steph's ass a firm squeeze causing her to let out a small chirp, "You think I pounded you pretty hard here? We would run you into the dirt, little lady." Katelynn says with a smile, continuing to grope up Steph until she was softly pushed away by the girl. "N-Not that..." Steph says, turning away and blushing slightly, "It may look like I peed myself..." Steph says sheepishly, causing Katelynn to burst out into a fit of laughter, only deepening Stephs blush. "R-Really?! That's what you worried about?! You really ARE a slut..." Katelynn says in-between laughter, "I have you deep throat my dick and end up pounding you into the bathroom stall, and all you worry about is that you might look like you peed?!" Katelynn laughs out, causing Steph to really think about what happened in the past fifteen to twenty minutes. Steph had originally come to the bathroom to masturbate, which she learned from an "article," which was already its own series of red flags. She ended up making a lot of noise, loud enough for Katelynn to "Blackmail" Her, which she was still debating if she should confront her on that. She ended up orally pleasing Katelynn, to which Katelynn ended up taking the reins and forced her to deepthroat her cock, which then led to her cumming all over Steph's face. She was then blackmailed ONCE AGAIN into stripping for Katelynn, which then led to Katelynn sticking her fingers up her pussy and sucking on her nipples. She was then right and properly fucked by the girl and ended up receiving her very first cream pie. To which Katelynn told her something along the lines of, "All of our cum is barren," Which would have made her sad if it weren't for the fact that Katelynn told her this AFTERWORDS, and for the fact she was BLACKMAILED into having sex with her. Steph would consider it a miracle of time and fate if nobody had heard Her and Steph going at it, "Oh god, What am I going to do..." Steph says glumly, slumping back down onto her wet ass.  "At the very least, If you were to be caught, they would probably drag me into the principles office with you," Katelynn says, causing Steph to look up at her.  Slowly, Steph rises to her feet and angrily says, "WHY WOULD I WANT TO ASSOCIATE WITH YOU AFTER WHAT YOU'VE DONE TO ME!?" Completely unfazed by Steph's outburst, Kate says, "Why did you grab my cock when we first met?" Referring to when Steph was begging Katelynn to delete the footage. "It was an accident. I knew you had a-" Steph attempts to say, only to be cut off by Katelynn, who says, "I could have had anything down there, and you would have had your lips completely wrapped around it." Katelynn continues, "Face it Steph, You are a slut, a needy one at that." Katelynn says with a smirk, although Steph looks at her, confused. "Wait a minute," Steph says, grabbing the attention of Katelynn, "I never told you my name," Steph says, although she still does find the irony that through all the sexual things they both did, they both still didn't know each other's names. Katelynn then smirks as she pulls out Stephs student ID card and waves it across Steph's face, "You of all people should know, I'm really good with my hands."  "Give me that!" Steph says, snatching the ID card out of Katelynn's hands. "Although if it does make you feel any better," Katelynn says, walking over to a nearby box and quickly kick it open, "I guess it would serve you better to have one of these." She finishes, pulling out a roll of paper towels, usually for students to wipe their hands after they washed them. "T-Thanks," Steph says with a small but subtle smile across her face, only to have the tender moment broken by Katelynn, who says, "No problem, pet." She says with a smirk, causing Stephs smile to fall into a small glare aimed towards the walking away Dickgirl. "By the way," Katelynn continues, Turning back towards Steph, who had begun fully drying herself off, "Keep that collar on." She finishes with a wink, and finger gun pointed towards the new choker adorned across Steph's neck, and on the front of the black collar with bold black letters, 'Pet.'  Steph had been given the collar after Katelynn had given her one of the best orgasms in her life and simply told her that she was now hers. Which worried Steph to no end, seeing as how she would have to face whatever Katelynn would have thrown at her. But now, with the information that Katelynn rolled with some sort of gang, her thoughts were only filled with the idea of, s Katelynn put it, "Ran into the dirt." After Steph had cleaned herself up, She made her way to the bathroom door and made her way outside, all the while the thought of whether or not she liked what Katelynn did to her was still stuck in her brain. AN: This will be a slowly updated story, so I beg of you to be patient. It's also my first story, o be kind. My soul can only take so much.

Chapter 1 - Prologue

This chapter is pretty much about the story and contains little smut at all. So if you read this, there is no need to touch yourself. For now. --- Yet another battle against the Voidborns has been won today. But it does not satisfy me. With each battle, things become much easier. Tactics, teamwork, firepower. We have perfected everything. And yet Ahri, our leader, decided that it's time to take a break, and then indulged herself in ice creams and messing around with her fans. I can't stand her attitude. She's not even taking her duty seriously. She simply thinks that the Star Guardians only have to protect the universe when threats come. Wrong. We must exterminate them from the root. And for the first time after hundred years, we are ready to do so.  Yet here at home i stay, twiddling my thumb. My trigger fingers are itching for vengeance. I can't rest. I don't want to. Never until the dead are avenged. Why...? Just why can't anyone comprehend the true destiny of a Star Guardian? It's not a life of fun and privilege. One must dedicate, sacrifice everything they have for the safety of the universe. I can't sleep at all. So i leave my room and decide to take a stroll in the campus's courtyard. The cool breeze does help calm me down, but still the emptiness in my heart remains.  Unlike the other two, i was not an ordinary girl who is suddenly blessed with the First Star's power to protect the world. I was a monster slayer, who killed for a living. Until one day, my group encountered creatures that should never be hunted: Voidborns. They killed all my comrades. I was the last one standing, who swore not to go down without a fight. But then came the Starlight, shined on me. I felt the rage in my heart burned bright, and used it to set the hideous creatures ablaze. By the time i regained control over myself, there was nothing left but cinders. And an emptiness. The emptiness that has since become my shadow. I look up to the sky, as if searching for an answer hidden somewhere among the stars. But probably, there only lie potential rifts for the Voidborns to crawl into our world and devour everything in their sights. "Hmm...?" That's when my eyes turn to the floors of the campus, and notice that one window in the few windows left with lights still on. It belongs to Soraka's room.  Soraka. Compared to Ahri - the leader of my team, who pretty much would have sex and fun all day if no one stopped her - is so much better as a person and a Star Guardian. Even though no one knows anything about her past, even herself, i still know i can put my trust in her. Unlike that bitch. She is shy, but also kind and gentle. If she takes this mission a little more seriously, perhaps i will like her more. But instead, she seems to enjoy being a human girl way too much. And this happening right here and now, is a good example. It's 1 AM now, what could she possibly be doing this late? Studying?  Now that i recall, she did ask Syndra to help with some math problems a few days ago. "Sigh... Dammit, Soraka." That's not something a Star Guardian should waste her time on. But i may as well just help her this time and advice her to focus on improving her combat skills instead of this human nonsense. I arrive at her room. *knock* "Hello?" *knock* "Soraka? Do you nee-" Before i managed to finish my words, the door opened. It wasn't locked. I peek inside. Empty. Did she just leave without even remembering to lock the door? Careless silly girl. Guess i'll wait here and scold her when she returns. "Aaaaah..." Huh? What was that? "Aaah!" There is no mistake. That sound was Soraka's voice. and it came from inside. But what kind of sound is she letting out? Is she... pleasuring herself or something? I blush a little imagining the shy, innocent-looking Soraka masturbating. This is quite awkward. I can't just walk in, interrupt her and ask her to remember to lock her door and leave. But i don't want to wait here until she is finished... "Hah... hah... yes...". Urgh, she really needs to learn how to keep her voice down. I'm not even Ahri and i can still hear it from here. This has to stop. Or the girls next door are gonna have a topic to gossip about when morning comes.  Judging by the echoes, she must be in the bathroom. "Hah... Oh... So gooood!" Dammit, just what kind of pleasure is she having to moan this hard? I don't even want to imagine... "Pardon me, Soraka, but this must be done." I muse to myself as i reach the bathroom. "Just relax..." Wait... this voice...? I see two silhouettes on the bathroom's door, and that voice i just heard, it belonged to Syndra. In a split second, all my memories about her come back.  Syndra, our team's advisor. She hasn't done anything that caused harm to us, but cunning and manipulative, that is what i see from the way she treats humans. No one knows anything about her apart from what little she told us: a Star Guardian who was active a few decades ago. Even Ahri, who claims to trust her, knows nothing more than us. Trusting someone who you don't even know about is called naivety. One thing i do know though, is that she's planning something. That's why it is my duty to protect the team from her. They may be naive. They may not take this as serious as i do. But it doesn't mean i will let anyone take another comrade away from me. And so i furiously push the door open with force.  In her true form, Soraka sits on the toilet, her school uniform is messy. Blazer thrown on the wet floor, shirt unbuttoned, only half of her bra is pulled aside enough to expose the nipple on her modest breast for her to grope and pinch it, while the other hand keeps hold of Syndra's head. Her skirt flipped up and her legs spread wide open with her panties hanged on one of them. I can tell how eager she is just by looking. But that is not the most bizzare thing about this absurd situation. Her cock, if it is what i think it is, is like, 4 times thicker than my arm at the base, the skin is dark, and so are the two testicles - each is as big as my head. The shaft itself is pink, with blood veins, which actually can be called worms by their sizes, running up and down on the shaft - its length and girth nearly matches my leg. I can't see the glans, because Syndra - who stays on the floor, is holding it with both hands. And probably she was giving it a titjob, given that her big breasts are the only things on display with her uniform still on.  "S... Sarah...?"  Soraka's voice snaps me out and makes me realize that i have spent too much time looking at her cock than i should. A part of me is unsatisfied not being able to take a better look at that cock, but i quickly brush that off. "What are you doing with her, Syndra?" "Can't you see it yourself? We are having some... foreplay~." Syndra answers casually with a mocking smirk, and then placed a kiss on Soraka's cock while still keeping eye contact with me, her arms embracing the shaft, moving up and down, carressing it. "Now excuse me, but could you leave? We are finally getting into the mood. And pretty sure i'm the only guest with an invitation here." "I'm sorry, Sarah, i know you worry about me, but we are just... enjoying ourselves. Syndra didn't force me to do anything. So... could you...?" "Next time make sure to lock your room." I walk away, hiding my anger. I want to throw Syndra right out of here. But i hate being irrational. And i'm not a cockblocker.  "Come on, let's continue the fun." Syndra moaned and licked the monstercock loudly, taunting me. Sure, just you wait. I close the door behind as i leave, and take a deep breath. Again, the cool breeze calms me down. And i think carefully. In order to bring Syndra down, i need more than just speculations and accusation. I need evidence.   So here i am, in Syndra's room, looking for it. Notebooks, novels, magazines, nothing suspicious. "Hey, what's this?". I reach the top of the bookshelf to grab a small jar. No label and filled with some kind of... beads. I take one out to examine. It's like a salmon egg, only a bit smaller and yellow in color. Some kind of drugs, probably?  The last thing i haven't checked is her computer. So now i do. Obviously, Syndra only has locks and passcodes created by humans and for humans, not me, a bounty hunter from the galaxy. So it is only a piece of cake. Now, if i had an accomplice right here, they would probably ask "Why are you so sure that Syndra won't return and spot you out?". Well, to be honest, i'm not. This is a shitty plan, i have to admit, but i'm not a woman with plans. However, if my bet is right, then a cock that big would not take less than half an hour to reach climax. And judging by how wet her cock was, Syndra couldn't have done anything more than a few licks. Also, only 7 minutes and 25 seconds have passed since i left Soraka's room. So for now let's hope Syndra doesn't remember that she forgot to bring her dildo. -Folder: 'Star Guardians'- There it is. -Folder: 'Sarah Fortune'- My eyes shot wide. I expected to see my blood type, height, weight, age and stuff, but turned out this is like a whole encyclopedia about me. Birthplace, medical record, career report, everything. Even things i don't even know about. Just how much does this bitch know? And how resourceful is she to get all of this!? No. Wait. Calm down. This proves that she hides a lot of stuff. But it doesn't prove that she is going to harm us. I need something that can prove she is guilty. I need a real evidence. Right. Evidence. Looks like it's not here. 11 minutes and 40 seconds have passed. I can't afford to waste time. Let's check the other folders. Which one first? And i think of Soraka. There must be a reason Syndra targets her, other than her being a shy and innocent girl.   -Folder: 'Soraka'- What the hell is this? "Origin: Starchild. She is the First Star's last essences materialized after it gave birth to the universe (require more evidence to confirm). However, she's not an all powerful entity. Instead she has the ability to empower other Star Guardians." I certainly didn't expect this. Well, that explains a lot. Soraka has never been good at slaying Voidborns, but with her behind our backs, it feels like nothing can stand in our way. It's crazy, now that i think about it. Next come the pictures of her curious anatomy, with a lot of details, mostly focused on her reproductive system. Experiments, analysis, all the things i can't comprehend. Should have brought a USB and read this shit at home, dammit. Keep scrolling, hoping to find something that can sum up what all of this is about. "Conclusion: her sperms release an enzym that greatly amplifies a Star Guardian's ability to materialize substance from Starlight and heals wounds at an accelerated rate. A Star Guardian can hope to achieve this by using 'G-Gedio 5'." 'G-Gedio 5'? Just what kind of a stupid name is that? I search for that keyword in her computer.  -Folder 'G-Gedio 5'- A picture of that yellow salmon-eggy thing appears in front of me. Then walls of text follow, and of course i skip them all. TL, DR. Then an animation plays. It shows a 3D (she)male reproductive anatomy with a 'G-Gedio 5' pill. The penis grows erect, then a hand places the pill on the urethra and pushes it inside. After going pass the glans, the pill itself moves quickly down to the base and then starts to dissolve, passing through the 2 ducts that lead to the testicles.  There is also a journal in the folder, obviously written by Syndra herself. It says that she took the pill on March 16. It didn't show any effects until March 20, and reached its full effect at 280% on March 26.  Wait. March 26? That was 4 days ago. She wiped a horde of Voidborns by herself, saying that she wanted to practice every once in a while so not to get rusty. It was the first time we see her in action, but... the pill empowered her that much? Seeing that i have stayed here long enough, i turn the computer off and look at the pill in my hand. This thing can make us that much stronger? But why does Syndra keep this a secret from us? Because this is still in trial phase? But she already tested it on herself... Then... what is the reason she seduced Soraka? It doesn't look like this is the first time... probably she needed Soraka's cum for more experiments? I leave her room, not being able to find the solid evidence i needed. But this... this is quite intriguing. As i expected, the lights were still on in Soraka's room when i got back. Most certainly Syndra was still in there too. I went back to my room with a few pills taken, which should be more than enough for the team if they want to use it. I decide to use the pill to experience the effects firsthand, and will tell Ahri tomorrow.  "Mhmmm..." I close my eyes for a moment, concentrate, and my true form emerges. Well, apart from the shiny red hair, a pair of orange-sized testicles and a dick that is as thick as my forearm and reaches past my knees a little bit, i don't look much different from a human. Not that i'm proud of having one of the biggest dick in a race that has the biggest dicks in the universe. I grab my cock with both hands and start stroking it hard. Even though i was told that our race should do it twice a day, i consider it a waste of time and only relieve myself 4 times a month or so when i'm so damn pent up.  So as a matter of fact, i'm extremely horny right now. And i hate to admit, but i... i wish i could see what Soraka can do with such a monstrous dick. And i allow my imagination to go wild. Soraka, standing in front of me. Her monstrous cock grows and rises in arousal. The veins emerge from her surface of her skin, fills the muscles full of blood, ready to take me.  "Oh... It looks so tasty... The veins... Oh...The thickness... Uhm..." I feel my girldick erecting in my hands. I would have wanted to finish it, but i still need to take the pill. All right. Let's do it. I spit on my peehole, smear it around, and carefully, start to slide my index finger inside. The tunnel is tight, though not resistant. I spit more on my finger, then lubed the urethra. Soon enough all the length of my finger can fit inside. That should do it. This time i place the pill on the peehole, and push it down. It went down easily, as expected. Quickly the pill ran down, i feel it reaching the base, and then... nothing.  4 days to take effect, then 6 days to reach its full effect, huh... Guess there's nothing i can do but wait. Too spent, i decide to take a nap. May as well skip class later.  [...] "Mmhmmm..." Oh, that was a good sleep. Haven't been able to sleep this well for a while. What time is it now? Huh, 4 AM? Why do i feel like i have slept for 8 hours already? I feel fresh. Healthy. And even... stronger. Like, so much power is coursing in my veins right now. Is this because of the pill?  Let's find out. I transform, and fly into space. Having found a big comet, i call forth one gun. Just a "Bang!", and then there's nothing left of it. Even small planets can't withstand more than two shots.  Unexpectedly, a rift appears and a horde of Voidborns crawl out of it. Oh, you fuckers arrive just in time. I grit my teeth and the second gun appears in my hand. It's time for some more target practice.  "Bullet Time!" And then there are only cinders left. The sight reminds the first day i killed Voidborns. However, this time i don't feel empty. I feel full of courage and vigor. And also power. A lot of power. Aaaah, so i can be this strong. I look at my hands and i see the possibilities of what i can do. What i am going to do. Oh, it feels so good, i start to laugh uncontrollably from seeing the truth. Who needs the other Guardians, when i can take matters into my own hands? Voidborns, Nashor, it's time to pay the debt. I rush my way back home, but it's not because i have to tell the others. Like said, i don't need them anymore. There's just one last thing i have to do... I take out my cock with one hand and grab the pill with the other. This time i don't even have to stroke it, for it has already been rock-hard, more erect than ever before. I pushed the pill down my peehole. But i didn't stop at that. One more. One more. Another one. And other one.  And just like that, my dick has consumed 8 pills. 9, if i count the one i took before sleep. That's all the pills i brought back. I intended to give some to Ahri and the rest of the team, but why should i? Such resources will only be wasted on them. To them, Star Guardian is only a role-playing game. They are naive. Irresponsible. Ignorant. Power belongs only to those who know how to use it! I feel my testicles warm up. Almost like they are on fire. But i'm not scared. Because it feels good. It feels right. "Aah, yes! Power! More power!". I don't know why i feel so horny but i don't care either. I close my eyes and masturbate in all earnesty. Oh shit, why does being stronger feel this good? "Oh shit!" Precum ooze out, and my hand smear it on my shaft, lubing it. Faster! Harder! "Ah! Ahhh!" "Enjoying yourself, Sarah?" "Whoa!" I open my eyes in surprise, and i can't believe what i see. I'm no longer in my room, but instead a strange chamber with no distinct walls, surrounded by strange Starlight structures that resemble a cave. In front of me is Syndra, who sits on a high throne with her arms rested and looks down at me, her legs spread wide. Between them is Soraka, her head bobbing up and down. Even with her back facing me, i can still see what her hands are doing: one stroking her hefty shaft like a horny teenager, while the other is busy carressing Syndra's balls. Wet glurks and pained groans escape her mouth, yet she sinks her face on Syndra's crotch all the way down nontheless. And below her ass... No... Impossible... Her testicles... Are even bigger than the last time i saw it? They... they are as big as watermelons, touching the floor... and... Oh my god... what the hell? There are things... moving... inside them!? I immediately make a step backwards and summon the guns, pointing them at Syndra. "What is happening here? Explain! Explain everything before i fill your ugly face with holes!"  "Hmph, you were the one who always told them 'Don't get cocky', but just look at you right now, ahaha! Well, i guess this is how the side effect manifests in you." 'Side effects'? While i was still trying to understand what she was talking about, she grabbed Soraka's horn and pushed the young girl away from her glistening cock. "You must be pretty tired, right? Why not get some sleep?" She coos, and Soraka obediently nodded, let go of her cock and stood up. They kissed before Soraka floats away from the throne, completely ignores me. As she rests on the wall, it opens and swallows her limbs, supports the weight of her torso and testicles, and she closes her eyes and falls asleep immediately. "You... What have you done to her!!" Unable to hold my rage, i pull the trigger. But no bullets come out. Instead, the guns, along with my clothes, evaporate before my very eyes. "Fool." Syndra grins as she snaps her finger.

Chapter 1 - A Church Isn't Always A Safe Place

Large wooden doors slowly opened with a loud, deep groan that echoed throughout the empty and dusty chapel. Afterward, a figure clad in knight's armor stepped inside. Taking a moment to observe his surroundings, a bolt of lightning cut through the night sky behind him before he turned around and closed the door behind him, leaving the thundering nightmare that was outside. "Finally out of that storm." A deep masculine voice sighs under the knight's helmet. "This should be a safe place to shelter for the night until the storm passes." The knight thinks as he slowly makes his way up the center aisle of the chapel, his weary eyes peering out from under his helmet as he readied himself for anything. Stopping, if only for a second, to produce a lantern from around his belt before lighting it. Like anyone else, bandits and thieves knew churches were seen as safe havens and so took the opportunity to hide within them before ambushing unsuspecting innocent people that didn't stand a chance. And while he might've been skilled with his sword, fighting in the complete dark wasn't a chance he was willing to take. But from the looks of it, this place was well and truly abandoned. A thin layer of dust had settled on nearly every surface as the knight saw no signs of life. "Seems nobody's set foot in here in ages." The knight remarks as his eyes trace up an old and decrepit banner. Something that the knight recognized as belonging to an order of priests and nuns that had long since lost its notoriety. "A damn shame... A real damn shame." The knight sighs as he takes a seat at the front pew, taking a moment to breathe as he places his lantern on the floor below him before reaching up to pull off his helmet. His long dark crimson hair falls to his shoulders as he pulls his helmet off. Breathing a sigh of relief now that he was free of that stuffy piece of metal. A part of him wished he didn't have to wear it, though, as the few but noticeable scars adorning his face could attest to, the knight had faced many foes who had taken one too many shots at his now grizzled countenance. Pulling off one of his gauntlets, the knight ran a hand across his stubbled face as his alert yet tired eyes continued to scan the empty chapel around him. Such a large space, most likely once filled with countless congregants and life, now completely gone to waste thanks to the will of time and nature. "Yes. A shame." The knight repeats as he turns to face his helmet that he had placed on the pew next to him. "Should get some rest. Have a long journey tomorrow." After having placed each piece of his large metal suit of armor to the side of him, the knight rolls out an old blanket across the hard stone floor. Not exactly comfortable, but the knight was well used to having less-than-ideal sleeping conditions. At the very least, he was able to stay out of the storm and wait until it passed. Which was more than he could say for other times when he was stuck in much worse situations. "Still can't be too careful." The knight sighs as he reaches into one of his pouches and pulls out a small dagger. There had been a many a time when man or unholy beast thought themselves clever to sneak up on him while he slept. And initially, they would have been right. When he was a younger and more inexperienced man, not yet fully aware of the beasts that roamed the world. But now, as he readied himself for sleep, he always made sure to tuck a hidden dagger under wherever he slept, making sure to keep it in a spot where he would be able to quickly reach for it and attack anyone who thought they'd be able to sneak up on him. Regardless, the day's travels still wore heavy on him. And even though his current position wasn't as comfortable as he had hoped, much-needed sleep still beckoned to him as he reached over and dimmed his lamp, plunging him into the complete and total darkness of the abandoned church around him. The inky blackness around him only being broken by the occasional crack of lighting that shined through the stained glass windows of the chapel. Above him, he could hear the rain bash against the building's roof, a calming sound for a knight like him, whose mind never seemed to rest after facing countless battles with men and monsters from the farthest reaches of the land. Slowly, the knight began to feel as his eyes grew heavy and weak, his body slowly lulling itself into a deep slumber. However, as he began to drift off to sleep, he couldn't help but feel as if someone were watching him. But if someone were doing that, he surely would have heard or noticed them. Right? The confidence in his abilities as a knight helped smooth out any tension he might've had left inside himself as the knight finally fell into a deep slumber. And yet, his sneaking inclination of someone watching him had actually been correct. For above him, standing atop the rafters above the chapel, looking down at his sleeping form curiously, a pair of red-slitted eyes glistened in the darkness. ---- Slowly, the knight began to wake, confusing himself. Was the place he made for himself too uncomfortable? If this kept happening, he would have to change where he slept so that he wouldn't lose too much sleep. Suddenly, though, he heard it. Through the church's empty halls, footsteps. Listening closer, the knight realized they were soft, barely even making a sound, as he figured that whoever it was, they weren't exactly large. It was a miracle he woke up when he did. Who knows what might've happened if he were ambushed. Still, whoever it was, they were making their way toward him. He could, if fast enough, lunge for his sword and go on the attack. It was only right beside him on the pew he decided to sleep next to. But going for that, it would be too much of a risk. Shifting himself slightly in a way that made himself sound like he was turning over in his sleep, the knight stopped to listen as the soft footsteps stopped. Waiting with bated breath to hear whether or not they slowly continued to make their way towards him or turned into running, at which, in that situation, the knight knew he would have to go for his sword. Eventually, the footsteps continued, still slowly making their way toward him. Shifting once again, the knight grabbed his blade, though, through his still sleep-fogged mind, he tried to remember where his lantern was also. If he were fast enough, the knight might be able to ignite his lamp so that he could see whoever it was that was approaching him. Perhaps, on the off chance that it was, the figure making their way toward him was someone also seeking shelter from the storm. In that case, he'd still have to be careful. Listening to the footsteps as they got closer, the knight tightly gripped the dagger in his hand. They couldn't have been a few feet from him at that point. Strangely, however, the knight listened as he heard the figure crouch down and begin to slowly crawl its way towards him. "A demon. It must be." The knight thinks to himself as he turns his hand to the side and feels it bump into the lantern beside. Taking a moment to compose himself, the knight knew that if he did this, it'd have to be perfect. Then, in a swift singular movement, as the figure was right next to him, the knight gripped the blade and quickly flipped over to his side, at the same time turning on the lantern as he lunges towards the figure who had been making their way towards him in the dark. Instead of coming face to face with the scarred, beady eyes of a bandit, or the warped, twisted face of a demon, the knight saw that it was a woman. But not just any woman, a nun. "Woah!" The knight shouts as he flies back, taken completely off guard. "S-Sister! You startled-" The knight pauses to compose himself. The sight of such a beautiful sister of the cloth in such a drab place, it surprised him, to say the least. "I didn't know anyone was here." However, instead of saying anything, the nun only seems to continue staring at him curiously. "Sister?" The knight asks, wondering if he has said or done something to offend her. He had heard of nuns taking vows of silence, so maybe that was the case here? Perhaps she didn't even speak English. Placing a hand to his chest, the knight introduces himself. "I am Rodrigo Vi Dumas. Sworn holy knight of King Siegfried the 2nd and member of his divine order." However, the nun still refused to mutter a word, continuing to carry that same curious yet also devious smile he had come face to face with no a moment prior. It was strange. Something felt off about her, and yet, it was almost as if his eyes were purposely being blinded to it. Turning back to his supplies, Rodrigo desperately searched for something to help clear the air between the two of them. "Would you care for a drink?" Rodrigo says as he sees his canteen along with his other supplies. "There was a town not that far from here that had fresh water. They were able to share some with me, the same way that I hope I'll be able to share some with you." The knight says as he holds out his canteen towards the nun, who only stares at it. When he was about to pull it back when she didn't take it, the nun slowly reached out. Her hand moved at a pace that made it seem like she was testing him to see if he would try anything. All the while, she still continued to smile at him, something that, much to his own manners as a knight, was becoming slightly disconcerting. Perhaps the fact that he was only able to see her features by the glow of his lamp played into how ramped up his nerves were. But once she was finally able to grab it, she slowly took it into her hands and proceeded to take a drink. She drank slowly, maintaining eye contact with Rodrigo as she helped herself to his water. Not that he minded. With the excess rain that was happening outside, the knight was sure he would be able to find somewhere to re-fill his water. Still, it was difficult to determine the solution to the situation he found himself in. ---- The bed below them rocked and creaked as the once chivalrous knight plunged his cock into the nun's pussy. The grip of his arm around her neck tightened as he buried his face in her beautiful white hair. His hips worked in ruthless tandem as he plunged his cock deeper through her moist folds, feeling the head of his cock bash up against the entrance to her womb. Each thrust caused a choked whimper to escape the nun's mouth, only causing Rodrigo to slam his hips down against her's even harder as it seemed like he was trying to fuck her into the bed itself. Something was... Wrong. Rodrigo's mind felt foggy, and yet, the only thing he seemed to know clearly was that, for some reason, he desperately wanted to fuck this nun as hard as possible and break her over the head of his sizable cock. However, a part of himself knew he shouldn't be doing this. He was a holy knight, serving the greater order of the ones above him. But as the nun's nearly virgin tight pussy clamped around his cock with such force as to cause waves of pleasure to shoot through his length, all the way to his balls, he couldn't stop himself from continuing to fuck whoever this nun even was. "Grk!" The knight groans as he buries his face deeper into the nun's white hair, finding it to smell just as good as she looks as he inhales deep greedy breaths of it. Full of vigor and life, something the knight lust after intensely during his journey across these broken lands. For too long, Rodrigo felt himself becoming more and more pent up, at the same time abstaining from visiting brothels or whorehouses so as to maintain a strong connection with his religious spirit and not fall under the same traps men before him had fallen to. But now, as he lay atop such a beautiful woman, feeling as her pussy spasmed and shook with each bed-quaking thrust, he was finally able to free himself. And yet, a part of him couldn't stop feeling as if something were seriously wrong. Almost as if he were playing into something much darker and twisted than his mere lustful desires. But he couldn't stop what he was feeling now. He needed to fuck this nun even harder, spurring his body to move faster against hers. Her once quiet squeaks, moans, and whimpers grew in sound before he felt her bite into his arm, feeling as her teeth drew his blood from him. But he didn't care. He felt stronger than he had felt in ages, with her bite not even registering to him as he began to feel his orgasm as it slowly began to ebb its way over him. The knight knew the act he was committing was damn near sacrilegious. Violating a sister of the cloth in such a brutal manner. But he doubted that any well-meaning man out there would be able to hold themselves back when feeling such a woman beneath them. Her innocent, almost harmless appearance, the damn plumpness of her body as his hips clapped against hers, the way her pussy twitched every time his large cum churning balls slapped against her clit. It was like her body was meant to be fucked, over and over, until it was well-used and raw. But Rodrigo knew this body of hers was also meant to be filled after feeling the child-bearing hips such as hers. Especially as he began to feel his orgasm reach its peak as he finally began to fill her. "Nrghrah!" Rodrigo moans as semen shoots itself out of his cock, quickly splattering all over the nun's inner walls and directly filling up her womb. At the same time, the knight's thrusts showed no signs of stopping or slowing. Making sure to pump every last drop and spurt of cum directly into her body. Only beginning to slow down once the lustful energy he found inside himself began to dissipate. But still, he kept thrusting his hips against hers until he could no longer, afterward rolling over onto his side as he looked up at the ceiling above him. Slowly, his mind began to come back to him as he realized he didn't know where he was. Was he still in the church? Or had he been moved? Wait a minute, what did he just do? "Oh, no! Sister! I-" Rodrigo goes to turn toward the nun lying on the bed beside him, only to freeze once he finally sees what is wrong with her. It was her eyes. Those damned red-slitted eyes stared at him as he saw that she was once again smiling the same way she did when he had first met her. ---- "Glk! Glk! Glk! Glk! Glk!" With her head hanging off the side of the bed, the nun scrambles her hands across Rodrigo's thighs as he throat fucks her. His large, spit-slick balls clap against her face as he uses his other hand to tightly grab her throat, squeezing his erection as he brutally fucks her face. Showing no sign of care or consideration for the nun's safety as he uses her throat to pleasure himself. The exertion alone causes a layer of sweat to form across both of their bodies as Rodrigo uses his other hand to reach down and grope at the nun's now-exposed breasts. "Ah! Sister! Your throat is divine!" The knight groans. The words almost seem as foreign as his actions. But despite this, he almost feels as if he is speaking from something deeper inside himself. Something that provokes him into thrusting harder into the nun's face, the sensation of his balls slapping against her nose and face pushing him even further as he ravages the nun who was once again beneath him. Reveling in the tight warm hole that was her mouth, all the while continuing to feel up her large breasts with reckless abandon as he ignored the garbled cries that echoed throughout the room. Watching the outline of his cock as it traveled its way up and down the nun's throat, Rodrigo tightened his grip around her neck as he grew more aroused from the added squeeze around his cock. But despite his increasingly rough treatment of her, the knight was surprised to feel that she was still conscious through everything, having thought that his abuse would've most likely caused her to pass out sooner or later. And yet, she was awake and aware of anything as she desperately tried to pry the lustful knight off her. Something that would've usually sent a pang of guilt or even disgust through the knight. But now, he couldn't care less. Looking at her breasts, which shined and glistened with sweat, Rodrigo continued to squeeze and grope them. It had been too long since he had the time or the ability to do something like this. The release that came from actually being able to let go of any petty morals or care for the world around him was something that the knight could've only dreamt of if he hadn't met this slut of a nun, and he wanted more of her. He wanted to explore every possible part of her body that he could fuck. Leaving the nun in the same state of having been ravaged as the women he would come across in villages that had been raided and pillaged by the worst kinds of monsters this earth could spit out. Speeding up the movements of his hips even further as he felt himself about to cum, Rodrigo felt his balls as they readied to spray another load of hot sticky cum, this time aiming directly down the nun's throat. "Gragh!" An almost bestial groan leaves the knight's throat as he pumps his cock down her throat before he unleashes a torrent of cum out of the tip of his cock. Below him, the nun's eyes go wide as she feels her mouth as it's filled with a thick blast of seminal fluid. The warm, gooey liquid shoots directly down her throat and into her stomach as she's fed load after load of hot sticky cum. "GLLRK! GLKRRAK! GLKRALK! GLKRGLK!" The nun gurgles helplessly as the knight continues to thrust into her face, feeling his balls twitch and churn against her face as Rodrigo force-feeds her their contents. "Fuuuuck!" The knight curses as his cock shoots off a few more blasts of sperm into the nun's mouth, filling every part of his body with a sense of relief as he finally finishes. Looking down, Rodrigo stares at the twitching and shuttering frame beneath, finally figuring that now would be a good time to allow the nun some much-needed air. But as he goes to move his hips back, he feels the nun's tongue coil around his cock. Something that, initially, felt amazing. However, as he goes to pull his hips back, looking down at his cock as its leaves the nun's mouth, he's greeted with the sight of the nun's now abnormally long tongue wrapped around the entirety of his cock. "What the-?!" Rodrigo quickly goes to try and pull the rest of his genitals out of the nun's mouth, only for the nun's tongue to pull him back into her gaping maw. "N-No! Get off me!" The knight curses as he tries to pull himself back once again, only to freeze once he feels what feels like rows upon rows of razor-sharp teeth press up against his cock. ---- "Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!" The nun's cries of pleasure fill the room as she's held up by the knight in a full nelson. Rodrigo's thick cock shoved in and out of her asshole while a mixture of her own fluids, along with the knight's own, poured out of her pussy and splattered across the floor messily. Her thick thighs clapped with each repeated thrust, rippling with every pump of the knight's hips as he filled her ass with his cock. The resulting Electric pleasure shooting through both of their conjoined figures urged the knight to move faster and harder against her with reckless passion.  The knight felt his arms strain as he held the nun. He didn't quite know how long he had been fucking the nun like this, but any concerns his mind could conjure up were quickly forgotten or pushed away as he continued to fuck her. He had thought that the nun's pussy or even her throat was as tight as things could get from her but feeling her ass soon changed that opinion. It almost felt like she was trying to milk his cock dry with how tight she squeezed him. Only plunging his mind further and deeper into the fog of pleasure he found himself in. Providing him with more energy to maintain the already insurmountable amount of stamina he had exhibited so far at that point and ruthless passion. Fueling his lust even more than it had already been satiated. Already he could feel another orgasm as it made its way through him. At that point, he didn't know which number it was, but all that really mattered to him at that moment was fucking this deviously arousing nun as hard as possible. Even as he began to feel, a dull pain build in his chest. However, with the nun's asshole being as tight as it was, anything outside of the current pleasure he was taking part in was easy to ignore. Especially as he delivered one last destructive thrust into the nun before letting loose a torrent of cum inside her. "Ggghhhhh!" The nun moans through gritted teeth in his arms as she begins to cum herself. Her soft, red, battered pussy erupted in a flood of her warm nectar, splattering across the stone floor before ultimately going limp in the knight's arms once she and Rodrigo finished cumming. Suddenly, almost as if it had all been drained out of him in a single moment, Rodrigo's strength vanishes out of his body. The once feather weighted nun in his arms soon became too much for him to hold, causing him to lean forward and release her onto the bed before his legs soon gave out afterward, leading to him falling onto the cold stone floor. While it was less than comfortable, feeling the cool floor below him after feeling more exhausted than he had ever felt in his life was a more than a welcome relief. However, Rodrigo's blood soon runs cold once he hears a small giggle come from the bed above him. Slowly, the knight turns to see a long, warped, clawed hand reach over and grab the border of the bed before pulling whatever it was attached to towards the edge of it. ---- The knight huffed as he pressed the nun up against the wall, holding her up by her thick thighs as he furiously thrusts up into her while her fingers left deep claw marks across his bare back. The pain only aroused him even further as he pressed his lips up against hers, muffling her stifled moans between their lips as Rodrigo's tongue carelessly explored her mouth. "Mmmmmmph! Mmph! Mmmmmmmph! Mmmmmph!" The nun moans into the knight's mouth. With every thrust, the nun's fingers left a scratch across his back. And, as a result, an additional scar on his battle-worn body. Something that echoed his experience as a warrior as he used the strength he had accumulated over the years to thrust into the nun even harder, even with both of their bodies being covered in a thick layer of sweat from the vigorous exertion the knight was putting them through. Rodrigo's strength felt more primed than it had ever felt as he continued to viciously stab his cock up into the nun's soaking-wet pussy that readily took his member inside it with every lustful fervent thrust. Feeling his cock swell, Rodrigo continues to thrust as he begins to cum. "Nmphmmm!" The nun against him moans as she begins to cum herself, spraying the knight's cock with her fluids as he continues to thrust into her, showing no signs of even coming close to stopping or slowing down as her fingers scratch deeper into his back, only urging him to fuck her harder. His hips slowing down as the nun's pussy overflows with his cum. While their lips were still met together, Rodrigo pressed his forehead against the nuns. Taking the time to truly marvel at how tight her pussy was as his hips came to a complete and total stop. He still didn't quite know what was going on, but the pure erotic pleasure that came from this mysterious nun he found in a seemingly abandoned church made him disregard any worries. However, his worries were soon reignited tenfold once he opened his eyes back up, coming face to face with the nun's face as it split open like a flower, revealing several fleshy tendrils and rows of razor-sharp teeth. Worst of all, his lips were still pressed deeply against hers, and when he tried to pull away, the tendrils growing out of her skull soon bore down on him. ---- The knight lay back on the bed, his mouth pressed against the nun's while his arms wrapped tightly around her. Below them, the knight furiously fucked his cock into the nun's pussy. His large balls clapped over her plump sweat slick rear, causing the mounds of flesh to bounce and ripple with every single devastating thrust the knight dulled into her. But in the back of his mind, Rodrigo began to gain some clarity as he remembered that something wasn't right. He couldn't stop fucking her. Not in the sense that her body was too irresistible to stop, it was more along the lines that no matter how hard he tried to stop or even just slow down, it was almost as if his body were moving by itself as he thrust into the nun on top of him. Causing more and more moans to leave her mouth and enter his as he began to try to will some control back into his body. But he just couldn't do it, especially as he heard what sounded like flesh splitting open as he felt the skin on the nun's back begin to morph and twist. ---- The nun's head was beneath his foot as he thrust down into her. At the same time, the knight pulled back on both of her arms by her wrists as he reamed her rear with ruthless precision. "Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!" The nun's lustful cries filled the room along with the sounds of his thick heavy balls as they slapped over the nun's pussy as it overflowed with his cum. Occasionally, when the knight unleashed a more notably brutal thrust, the nun's pussy shuddered before spurting out a stream of her own nectar down onto the bed below him. But deep in the knight's mind, slowly gaining some foothold, Rodrigo knew he had to stop this. "No. No. No. No! This isn't right!" The knight yells to himself in his head, unable to cease his endless movements down against the nun as he feels his cock as its about to cum once again. "What is happening to me?!" The knight thinks to himself before watching on in horror as the nun's hands grab onto his wrists with surprising force before quickly pulling him down onto the bed, unable to do anything to stop her as her endless strength overtakes him. ---- The knight's hands roamed up and across the nun's chest as she sat across his lap. "Ooooh! Ooooh! Ooooh! Ooooh!" And other loose moans escape the nun's mouth before they are quickly silenced as Rodrigo presses his mouth to hers. Her legs spasmed with every thrust as he fucked his cock in and out of her pussy, feeling as if it were already ready to swallow another one of his hot and sticky loads deep into it. A feeling the knight feared with every passing thrust that caused him to come closer to cumming. ---- The knight couldn't keep doing this. Beneath him, he pushed the nun's legs over her shoulders as he drove his cock deep inside her with repeated, devastating endless thrusts. His hips found a smooth and easy rhythm to follow as he fucked her with perfect precision, causing the nun to let out repeated moans as the bed they were on shook and tremored. Despite feeling exhilarated and eager to continue fucking the moaning whorish nun beneath him, he knew something was deeply wrong. Speeding up his thrusting, the knight unleashed one final thrust into the nun's pussy, causing another load to shoot out the head of his cock and splatter itself inside the nun's pussy. Who in turn floods his cock with her own fluids that splatter across his crotch, her eyes soon rolling into the back of her head as her body goes limp beneath him. "Fuck... Please, let that be enough." The knight pants as he collapses on top of the nun, no more energy left inside himself as he feels himself growing too weak to do anything. "Let this nightmare finally end." Rodrigo mutters to himself, unaware of the process happening beside him. Slowly, the nun's mouth begins to widen and take shape into a gaping maw of razor-sharp teeth as she slowly turns to face the knight, looking closely as he seems to be completely drained of energy. Then, glancing down at the knight's muscled neck, the nun slowly begins to move her demonic mouth towards it, letting out a small growl as she does so. Suddenly, however, the knight's eyes shoot open as he quickly sits up before grabbing the demonic nun by the throat and pinning her down onto the bed. "You! It was you this entire time!?" The knight shouts as his arm strains under the surprising strength of the nun as she squirms and struggles beneath him. Quickly, the nun's soft hands and fingers turn into rigid, sharp claws that try to swipe at Rodrigo's face. But in another moment of quick movement, the knight quickly grabs her by her wrists and pins them above the nun's head. "I'm ending this!" The knight strains to say as he struggles to keep the nun's hands down. "I wouldn't be too sure about that." The nun comments, her once demonic mouth soon twisting into a smile before the knight suddenly feels a foot as it smashes into his chest, sending him flying back and through the wooden door behind him. Landing on the stoned tiled floor with a thud, the knight watches as the nun rises from the bed, floating above it as her body twists and morphs into its true form. Her once gorgeous body splits open as countless tendrils break through her skin, each covered with razor-sharp blades. Needing a weapon, the knight glances over towards a table beside him and notices a small candelabra. While it wasn't exactly a sword or even a knife, it would have to do. And so, rising to his feet as the nun shot towards him in a blur of movement, Rodrigo quickly reached over and grabbed the candelabra, wielding it as best as he possibly could as the nun cut through the air as she sped towards him at inhuman speed. He knew one day he'd have to face a battle that was built against him, but if the knight could send this demon back to wherever it came from before he met his own end, he'd be satisfied. ---- Darkness, that's all the knight experienced before he felt something wet and soft being dragged across his forehead. Slowly stirring, Rodrigo opens his eyes, welcoming in the sight of a blurred figure sitting above him. "W-What..." The knight rasps, his voice dry. Wherever he was, he was comfortable, feeling almost as if he was wrapped up in some sort of blanket, all the while laying on something soft. "What happened?" "Finally awake, hmmm?" A soft feminine voice chuckles above him as he once again feels something wet and soft be dragged across his forehead. His vision clearing up, Rodrigo finds himself lying on a bed with a nun rubbing a damp cloth across his forehead. She was admittedly quite beautiful, one of the most beautiful nuns he had ever seen. Her gorgeous white hair tucked behind her habit while her soft eyes looked down on him with great care. "You arrived here late last night, deathly ill. So I took it upon myself to care for you." The nun explains as the knight sits up on the bed. "Oh! I apologize for any inconvenience, sister..." The knight trails off as he looks for the nun's name. "Almonde, my name is sister Almonde." The nun, now introduced as sister Almonde smiles at him. "And it was far from any inconvenience for me, knight Rodrigo." Sister Almonde goes on to say, reaching out and placing a comforting hand on his shoulder. "I also took the liberty of cleaning your armor for you." The nun says as she shifts to the side and gestures towards Rodrigo's armor, which sat in the corner of the small room, looking freshly cleaned. "O-Oh! Sister. You hadn't need to do that. But I thank you anyway." The knight says as he sits up on the bed, as the nun hands him a glass of water. "I'm always happy to help a knight of holy order." The nun says as she rises to her feet before making her way to the door. "I'll leave you to your privacy." Sister Almonde mentions as she opens the door to leave. "Wait. S-Sister." The knight calls out softly, causing the nun to pause as she turns around to face Rodrigo. "How did you know my name?" Rodrigo asks, looking genuinely curious. The nun remains silent for a moment before smiling and saying, "You mentioned it when you made your way in here." Seemingly satisfying the knight's curiosity. "Thank you again, sister." The knight thanks her once again. In response, the nun gives back a curt nod before taking her leave. ---- "Please, you hadn't need to compensate me." The nun says as she walks alongside the knight towards the door. "Sister, I insist. At the very least, use these funds to help those who need it." The knight says as he hands her a pouch of gold coins. For a moment, the nun seems reluctant to take the money, but after glancing up at the knight's face and then back down at the pouch of gold, sister Almonde finally relents and takes the money. "Alright. But as you said, this is something that will only go to those who need it." The nun says as she takes the pouch of gold. "It's up to you to decide, sister Almonde." The knight says as she pushes the door to the church open, letting in the cool mist of the early morning make its way in. "I bid you farewell, sister." The knight bows to the nun before leaving, making his way toward his horse. "As do I. As do I." The nun mutters under her breath as she waves to Rodrigo one last time before slowly closing the church doors. Turning back to the now once again empty chapel, the nun looks down at the pouch of gold in her hand as a long crooked smile grows across her lips before her slitted eyes begin to grow. Then, in a flash of movement, she hops into the rafters of the chapel above her. Outside, the knight can't help but feel as if that were a strange interaction he had with the nun. But for the most part, she seemed perfectly fine. Besides that moment in the room she rested him in, she seemed like any other nun. However, as the knight climbed onto his horse and began to continue his journey, he strangely felt as if he were missing something. Back inside the church, sister Almonde watched as the knight rode away, an ache slowly filling her heart as she wished she could've truly had him. But, alas, she couldn't quite risk garnering any more attention to her temporary home than she already had. At least, not yet, anyway. But while she would've loved to have feasted on knight Rodrigo's remains, his soul would have to do. ---- Again, this is based upon ThiccWithAQ's character, Sister Almonde!~ If you want to see more of her, I highly suggest checking out their Twitter for more enough. Which you can find here: https://Twitter.com/ThiccWithaQ.~

Chapter 1 - Setting the stage

Steph slowly made her way to class, even after getting some new undergarments. She still felt Katelynn's cock inside her, which ended up getting her pussy wet. "I can't believe I did that..." Steph thinks to herself, thinking about her... 'Exciting' experience with Katelynn in the college's bathroom. And what did she get out of it? She's now some pet for Katelynn, "Someone who has to wear some humiliating annoying collar." Steph once again thinks to herself, slightly tugging on the dark purple collar latched onto her neck, with the bold letters 'PET' emboldened in black on the front of it. But hopefully, and she hoped very much so, that hopefully, she wouldn't see Katelynn again, and what happened in the school bathroom was just a one-off thing, something she could just write it up to her just being horny at the time and that Katelynn happened to be there. "I mean, would there of been any difference? In the end, I still got off." Steph thinks to herself, now feeling a little better. "She'll most likely get bored and move onto someone else to fu- I mean, go after." Steph internally corrects herself, although she still couldn't deny the twinge of disappointment at the idea of Katelynn moving on away from her, to which she quickly shakes her head of the thought and thinks to herself, "No! What am I thinking? That girl blackmailed me into sucking her co- I mean pleasing her orally to which she then stuck her dick up my-" Once again, Steph shakes her head away from those increasingly erotic thoughts as she approaches her classroom. Although she still did feel conflicted about how she felt. Slowly, Steph opened the door to her first-period class, hoping not to draw any attention to herself, only to draw attention to herself. "Ah! Ms. Adley, Glad you could finally join us." A voice calls out to her, causing Steph to jump slightly and turn around to face her raging bitch of a teacher, Ms. Lancaster. "I hope the journey from the front of the school to here wasn't too difficult for you." Ms. Lancaster snarls, which normally wouldn't be regarded as much other than raging bitch nagging on one of her students, but what made her stand out along with other teachers in the school compared to others was the fact she was a certified A-Grade Milf to the extreme. Even though Ms. Lancaster was slowly reaching fifty in her coming years. Somehow for some god-forsaken reason, she still maintained her curves that resembled that of an underwear model reaching her early thirties. Along with that, she had everything else that would end up tenting any other ordinary student's pants with the loose frizzy hair that was kept up in a bun, the sneering gaze of an aged woman that could break the hips of any other normal person, The lipstick and makeup that any normal student would give up an arm and leg to see streaked across their cock. But even then, she still came out on top due to her seeming ripeness that not a lot of women could hope to achieve in their later years, the same type of ripeness that other people would dream of having in their prime. Overall, Ms. Lancaster had everything, the looks, the domineering personality, and the stuff that would even make Steph blush. However, after what happened to her in the bathroom, Steph now wasn't one to be judged on her inhibitions. "Steph! Over here!" Steph hears a voice whisper shout as she turns to see her best friend Masie, sitting near the back of the class. Not want to cause any more disruption than she already has, wasting no time, Steph quickly makes her way to her seat. "I saved your seat as you asked, but what took you so long?"  Steph's face flushes red as she attempts to think of a worthwhile lie that would both hide what ACTUALLY happened and not be suspicious enough for Masie to gain the need to pry. "O-Oh, it was nothing, just s-some bathroom issues. Nothing to worry about, I'm all fine here." Steph manages to spit out as she braces whether or not her friend would actually buy it. "Oh, Alright, then, I'd be more than willing to go to the nurse with you if you have more troubles." Her friend whispers. Steph thanked the high heavens for gifting her with a friend that would make sure she was OK and that she didn't pry. But just as Steph thought she was finally out of the woods, Masie asks, "Where did you get the choker?" Causing Steph's eyes to nearly bulge out of her glasses like when Katelynn joined her in her stall. "W-What?" Steph whispers out, trying to act confused about how she managed to find herself wearing such a lewd thing. "The choker," Masie continues, pointing her pencil at it, "And why does it say pet? You weren't wearing it this morning." Masie continues with her line of questioning, making Steph think about taking back her high praises of her best friend. "Oh! Um... This choker?" Steph stutters out as she points towards the choker currently on her neck, Getting a nod in response from Masie. "Well, I happened to pass by the uh..." Steph struggles to think of an innocent way to explain the new addition to her wardrobe, gazing down at its gothic punk design. "Goth club?" Steph says, turning back towards Masie, who seems to be buying it, "And I saw that they had this choker on sale, and I figured why not give it a go? And so here we are..." Steph finishes with her face still a bright red. After a few moments of the two friends staring at each other awkwardly, much to the delight of Steph, Masie turns back towards Ms. Lancaster, who was still teaching the class, and says, "Well, alright then, the style just took me off guard that's all, since it doesn't seem like something you would wear." "Eh, Just thought it looked cute, that's all," Steph says, happy that Masie was going along with her lies, although she couldn't say that she didn't feel the least bit sorry for lying to her friend. The rest of Stephs day went by pretty normally, with her going from class to class up until she had to go to gym class. Which she never really excelled at due to the fact she was more academically inclined while also having to deal with her "Puppies," as Katelynn put it eloquently. But from Gym, Steph then went to lunch and then finished up the rest of her classes, all the while not even seeing Katelynn at all during the entire time, which Steph took great relife in. "See you later, Steph! I'll see if I can get you that Anime tomorrow!" Masie calls out as she walks the opposite way of Steph towards home. "Thanks, Masie! See you later!" Steph calls back out happily towards her friend, another twinge of guilt hitting her heart as she continued to walk her way home. All Steph had to do was go home, and she could put this entire day behind her, Hopefully. While she did have some hope that Katelynn would leave her alone and move onto another poor girl, she doubted it would be that easy, seeing how she was now Katelynn's pet. All in all, she now knew to avoid the school bathroom's in the morning in the case that she might tempt running into Katelynn again. "Dear God, I hope that's the last I see of her," Steph says as she steps onto her patio and opens the door, only to be greeted with the warm smell of something cooking. "Finally, home." Steph thinks to herself as she steps into the kitchen, only to come across her mother's ass as she pulled some food out of the oven. "Stephanie! Just in time, I just finished getting the appetizers for you and your sister, speaking of which go tell her that the food's ready." Steph's Mom says happily. Steph always felt sorry for her Mom. Ever since Steph's Dad ran off with some bitchy bimbo from Flordia, Her Mom was forced to take care of Her and Her Sister while also holding down a full-time job as an accountant. Steph also knew that she was lonely. Spending nearly five years alone while also having to raise two kids left something to be desired romantically. Although Steph knew that if Her Mom wanted to find another Man, she definitely could with her beautifully rocking the middle-aged housewife type of deal with the proper curves while also sharing similarities between Her and Steph, facially. On the other hand, her sister Matched more up with someone like Katelynn than her two saints of family members, with her being much more of an 'Instagram thot' with her posting pictures of herself wearing bikinis, smoking weed, getting tattoos, and overall just being a raging bitch. Although, Like her Mother and Sister, Steph's sister also had the same kind of soft beauty, but her sister twisted it to be much more of a slut kind of deal. Steph wonders maybe her sister should have been the one to meet Katelynn in the school bathroom, Hell she would have been in there smoking weed, but her sister's dealer had recently been arrested. Although even with her faults, Stephs Mother still loved her none the less, and so not wanting to argue with her, Steph calls for her sister to come down. "Clara! Food's ready!"  It wasn't long before she heard her sister get up from her bed and make her way down, "Why'd you yell? You could have just texted me." Her sister says with a bitchy tone. "I would of, but you probably would have been sexting one of your boy toys." Steph retorts. But before the two sisters could argue, Their Mother speaks up, "Are you two going to sit around and argue all day, or are you going to eat." Sheepishly, both siblings then enter the dining room and take their seats at the table. As they eat, Steph keeps adjusting herself slightly, as even then, she could still feel Katelynn inside her pussy. "Are you OK, Steph?" Her mother asks her, noticing her weird behavior. "Maybe she's finally been fucked." Her sister offers up, causing Steph to punch her in the arm as she giggles to herself. "Clara! Language!" Her mother scolds her, although, after a few awkward silence, Steph's Mom asks, "Did he wear a condom at least?" Causing Clara to burst into a fit of laughter as Steph covers her eyes in embarrassment. "Mom!" Steph yells out, a deep flush back on her face, but soon, all three family members fall into laughter. Katelynn takes another puff of her cigarette as she looks at the monitor in front of her. On it were a copy of Stephs student ID, Address, social media, and phone number. "Heh, Stephanie Keene, eh?" Katelynn mutters through her cigarette before moving onto her school profile. "Who's your Daddy pet..." Katelynn says as she clicks on a label titled 'Family history.' "Hmmm, seems Daddy wasn't so faithful to Mommy, wasn't he." Katelynn continues on as she reads over the information pertaining to Steph's parent's marriage and eventual falling out. "Maybe Pet will let me move in on this." Katelynn thinks to herself as she stares at a picture showing Steph's mother, specifically looking at her thick ass in the picture. Katelynn's eyes light up as her eyes pass by the mentioning of Steph's sister, Clara. "Now, who do we have here?" Katelynn says with a smile as she clicks on Steph's sister's profile. What came up was a history of misbehavior at the school, a series of fake doctor notices getting her out of gym class, a whole host of unpaid parking tickets linked to the school, and a list of late-for-class paper slips un-signed by her parent. "Seems we got ourselves a bad girl, wonder what I can do with this." Katelynn thinks to herself as she clicks on links pertaining to her social media, to which she was bombarded with picture after picture showing Clara showing off her ass and tits while also getting drunk and high. "Oh yeah, saving this for later," Katelynn says as she copies down the link address's to Clara's social media onto her phone. Katelynn then quickly navigates back to the homepage showing Steph's personal information and student ID, "But you're the one who I'm really after, aren't you?" She asks Steph's picture in her head before copying down all of Stephs personal information onto her phone. Now armed with all the information she needed, Katelynn leans back in her chair and turns off the vice principal's computer, followed by her reaching down a hand and strokes the head bobbing up and down in her lap. "Keep throating me. I'm just about finished." Katelynn says with a smirk as vice-principal Dayton continues to suck Katelynn's cock, although reluctantly. Katelynn's breath hitches as Dayton forces Katelynn's entire cock down her throat, continuing to smear it with her dark red lipstick along with the rest of her makeup running down her face. "That's the good shit," Katelynn says happily as she closes her thick legs around Vice-Principal's Dayton's head and digs her hand into her hair and pulls her closer, Katelynn's thick balls resting on her chin in the process. "Here you go, you dirty slut~" Katelynn moans out as she cums down Dayton's throat, still keeping her there as Dayton continues to tap on Katelynn's thigh for air. But soon, Katelynn releases the vice-principal, allowing her to fall back under the desk. The vice-principal lets out a few coughs before asking, "T-There, now will you leave me alone now?"  Katelynn, who was already heading towards her exit, turns around to face Dayton, who was currently fixing up her red hair, "Maybe, But don't count on it." Katelynn says, causing the vice-principal to fall back into her chair, defeated. "But I wouldn't count on me visiting any time soon, I've got a new pet to play with," Katelynn says with a smirk as she climbs out the window she originally climbed through.

Chapter 1 - Meeting With Kaeya

Groaning as She stretches, Amber makes Her way through the Knight's of Favonius headquarters, eager yet slightly reluctant to turn in for the day. That day, like any other, had Her traveling around the borders of Monstad city. Guiding local travelers, warding off nearby Hilichurl patrols with Her bow, or even keeping an eye on the sea from atop the archon statue in front of the church. It was all in a day's work for the Outrider. But unlike literal gods like Barbatos or Morax. Sooner or later, Amber had to turn in for the day and finally get some rest. While She was more than happy to help those who needed it, even a diligent outrider like Her got tired after running around and trying to help people all day. Heck, how could She even adequately protect anyone if She didn't get enough rest? Though, whether it be due to Her kind-hearted spirit, or Her can-do attitude, She couldn't help but feel a little guilty at the prospect of relaxing while there was still work to be done.  As She made Her way to the front door, Amber watched as the evening sun continued to set over the horizon. She could already feel Herself lying in bed as She got some well-deserved rest. She then mentally cringed and wondered if calling it 'well-deserved' sounded too egotistical.  But as She slowly opened the door and breathed in a healthy gust of spring air, She stopped as She heard footsteps come up behind Her, followed by a familiar voice calling out, "Oh! Amber, there You are."  Recognizing the voice belonging to none other than Jean, Amber smiled as She happily turned towards the acting grandmaster. "Hey, Jean." Amber greets Her happily, closing the door. "What's up?" Amber asks, still smiling yet curious as to what She might want from Her. Looking sheepish, Jean approaches Amber. "I was hoping I could catch You at a better time." Jean says, looking at Amber and the door. "But Kaeya wanted Me to tell You that He wanted to go over a few things with You before You left for today. Hopefully, just to thank You for the great work You've been putting in lately." Jean tries to reassure Her. While She felt a twinge of disappointment at having to stay longer than She had hoped, Amber still maintained Her confident smile. "A-Alright, I'll talk to Him." Amber says as She begins to make Her way towards Kaeya's office. "Preferably, I would've had Him ask You to come to His office tomorrow, but He was pretty adamant about it. Which is pretty surprising, considering..." Jean says as Amber walks past Her.  Stopping midway to turn back to Jean, Amber says, "It's no problem, Honestly. If He was adamant about seeing Me, Then it must be something important." Amber grins, provoking Jean to smile with relief. "Your one of Our best, Amber." Jean says before placing a hand on Amber's shoulder. "If He keeps You too long, just tell Me tomorrow, and I'll make sure to kick His ass." Jean jokes as She leaves, leaving Amber to chuckle under Her breath before She turns and begins to make Her way towards Kaeya's room. As Amber walked towards Kaeya's office, She couldn't help but let out an exhausted breath. "What does He want now?" She wonders aloud as Her mind flashes back to the stark progression Her relationship with the calvary captain had slowly gone through recently. Before Amber met the oddly charming duo in the forest just outside the city, The cavalry captain, while someone known for being quite flirtatious, never seemed to pay all that much attention to Her. Which Amber didn't really care about either way. Sure, She occasionally caught the infrequent glance from Him but never experienced anything to the extent that She was now going through. The first time things started to ramp up was a few days after Aether saved the city from Stormterror's attack. Amber had just gotten back from traveling with Aether, Paimon, Lisa, and Kaeya after They finished breaking up a few Hilichurl camps and warding off some treasure hunter parties. Nothing too serious or out of the ordinary. But like today, just as Amber was about to turn in for the night, Kayea pulled Her to the side. He said it wasn't anything TOO serious, just some minor pointers about Her form when She used Her bow. Being the person that She is, Amber was all too happy to take Kaeya's tips to heart. She even allowed Him to go so far as to get up close and personal and direct some of Her movements.    Things seemed alright for the most part until He was standing behind Her. His firm chest was pressing against Her back. A sensation for Amber that in of itself caused a slight blush to rise to Her face. Things soon came to a head as She soon felt His groin pressing up against Her rear, causing Her face to be painted an even deeper shade as He continued to 'help' Her.  But soon enough, Kaeya backed off, telling Her to try and maintain that position from now on and see how it works. And, surprise, surprise, it actually did. From then on, Amber's accuracy and strength quickly rose beyond how She was before. Although, whenever She assumed the position Kaeya taught Her, She'd always remember the feeling of His body pressing up against Her's. From there, Things soon began to progress, Going from simple 'tutoring' to random pinches and pokes across Her back and legs whenever She and Kayea crossed paths. All of which caused Amber's face to flush red as She became flustered and embarrassed. Worst of all, though, was the fact that deep down, a part of Her kinda liked it. Amber couldn't tell what it was, The attention, how close He always seemed to get, or even just the sheer audacity of it all. Either way, whenever Kaeya made a move on Her, She couldn't stop butterflies from fluttering in Her stomach. But, She was still a Knight of Favonius, and lewd acts such as what Kaeya was doing were highly reprehensible. Although, as She walked, a thought began to dawn on Her. "Then why don't I tell anyone?" Amber thinks, causing Her to think for a moment and even question Herself. Even as She had an existential crisis as She walked through the empty halls of the Knights of Favonius headquarters, She still managed to reach Kaeya's office in a fair amount of time. After taking some time to get a hold of Herself, Amber takes one last shallow breath to calm Her nerves as She raises up a hand to knock. "Alright, Time to see what Kaeya wants." Amber thinks as She knocks on the door.  "Come in.~" A familiar silky smooth voice emanates from behind the door. His voice alone made Amber's cheeks rosy as She entered His office. "Ah, There You Are," Kaeya says, smiling from behind His desk. His face made into a relaxed yet smug smile as He welcomes Her inside. "Take a seat, Amber." Kaeya says, Pointing to one of the two chairs in front of His desk. Swallowing the spit in Her mouth, Amber doesn't waste any time as She briskly makes Her way over and takes a seat. "You said You wanted to talk to Me, Kaeya?" Amber asks, putting Her gaze on literally anywhere else on His face so that She doesn't have to look at His icy blue eyes. "Yes, I did." Kaeya says, Leaning back into a comfortable position in His seat. "Recently, I've been noticing certain... Aspects of Your training regimen that I would like to go over with You." Kaeya explains. "Aspects?" Amber questions, unsure of where Kaeya was going with this. "Yes, Aspects." Kaeya reiterates as He turns His gaze away from Her, giving Amber the much-needed levity as She relaxes in Her seat. "Ever since Our mutual friend and His companion have joined the adventure's guild, You, along with many others, have become... Relaxed." Kaeya explains.  While still confused, Amber began to get a good idea of where Kaeya was going with this. "What?" "I mean, Aether has proven to be a powerful yet unexpected player in Our role in defeating the abyss. And I have noticed that knights, such as Yourself, have begun to lean on Him for support in continuing Our duty to Monstad and the greater Teyvat area, heavily." Kaeya says, quickly turning back towards Amber and putting the heat of His gaze back on Her. "I'm sure You understand." Amber simply nods as She noticeably looks down, feeling horrible as She recognizes that on some level, Kaeya had a point.      However, Her attention is turned back towards Kaeya as He lets out a short laugh. "It's nothing You should feel bad about." Kaeya 'comforts.' Leaning in, Kaeya then says, "I'll be honest with You, I've been letting Him take on a fair amount work too, so You aren't alone in that regard." Giving small comfort to Amber, who smiles in response.  "But, be it as it may, We're still going to have to make some changes," Kaeya speaks more officially, making Amber nervous. "Relax, Outrider, it's just a little change to some of Our training regimens, as I mentioned before." Kaeya goes on to say, making Amber perk up with curiosity.   Although, with Her curiosity, along came a healthy amount of skepticism at what Kaeya's 'training change' might be. "W-What do You mean?" Amber asks. "Nothing You haven't learned before. Proper manners, this and that, if You get what I mean." Kaeya explains. "Oh, ok." Amber says. She was slightly taken aback at the fact that Kaeya thought manners of all things would warrant enough attention to have Her come to His office. Had She really been slacking that much? "Well, if it's that important, We should start tomorrow since it's getting pretty la-" "Why can't We start now?" Kaeya asks, interrupting Amber.  "What?" "Oh My, Outrider, has Your hearing left You already, or are You more simple than I gave You credit for?" Kaeya chides in a joking manner.  Brushing aside the snide comments, Amber says, "N-No, I heard You. It's just... You want to start now?"  "Why not?" Kaeya asks, throwing His hands up in the air as He leans back on His seat. "Your still here, as am I, so why shouldn't We start now. Unless..." Kaeya trails off. "Unless?" Amber inquires. "Unless You have felt it's not necessary, then, by all means," Kaeya stops to point at the door from which Amber came in. The pyro archer was left in a state of conflict. On the one hand, She REALLY didn't feel like staying longer than She needed to. But on the other hand, She's never been one to turn down a challenge, let alone one involving training.   Soon enough, though, Amber says, "N-No, it's fine. I can stay." "Great!" Kayea says happily before taking a moment to clear some things off His desk, which Amber looks perplexed at. "It's just for some formality's." Kayea tries to clarify what He was doing. However, Amber had no idea what that even meant as He left mostly nothing on His desk beside a few papers.  "Right!" Kaeya says, turning Amber's attention back towards Him. "Let's get to it then, shall We?" Kaeya asks as He leans back in His seat. "Yeah!" Amber cheers, eager to get to work and hopefully regain some of the honor She'd lost.  "First," Kaeya starts. "Recite section one of the Knights of Favonius Handbook." He instructs, nearly causing Amber to scoff at such an easy to request. "How could I ever forget that." Amber thinks confidently before She clears Her throat. "A knight must exercise vigilance at all times and must never treat any potential threat to Mondstadt lightly. When it comes to your attention that a citizen of Mondstadt in need, you must come to their aid promptly and willingly, for it is the fundamental duty of the Knights of Favonius to be of service to the people of Mondstadt." Amber says, remembering each sentence from the section word for word. But as Amber finishes, She turns to look at Kaeya to see how She did. Expecting nothing short of pure and unadulterated praise. Only to be taken aback as She sees Kaeya's almost... Conflicted expression as He looks at Her. She nearly asks Him what was wrong but holds Herself off for now.   Kaeya hums as He continues to look at Amber, almost to the point that a blush begins to reappear across the Archer's face again. "Ok. Recite the approved language of what a Knight is supposed to say when a citizen approaches Them with questions during a time of crisis." Kaeya commands. While having to dig deeper into Her memory, Amber still manages to remember what She has to say. "Um... Oh! 'Please, do not worry. The Knights of Favonius will do their utmost to protect Mondstadt!' And, 'When danger is imminent, please do not panic. Cover your head with both hands, and crouch down to protect your vital parts. Then, follow the instructions given to you by the Knights of Favonius crew, who will lead you to safety in a swift and orderly fashion.' And... Um, right! 'Please rest assured that even though Grand Master Varka is not currently in Mondstadt, the Knights of Favonius are quite well equipped to deal with this crisis in a swift and elegant manner.'" Amber finally finishes, surprised that She still managed to remember ALL OF THAT, especially the most recently added one. But as She turns to look at Kaeya's reaction to gauge how She did, She's once again flabbergasted to see that He still didn't seem all that satisfied.  Kaeya then reaches into His desk and pulls out a book that Amber quickly identifies as the Knights of Favonius Handbook and seemingly flips to a random page. "Now the prohibited language."  "Oh, right. Um... 'Uh-oh, we've never had to deal with a situation like this before...' And, 'Even the knights are powerless in the face of a crisis of this magni...'" Amber trails off as She sees Kaeya shaking His head, looking disappointed as He closes the book before returning it to His desk.  "Is everything alright, Kaeya?" Amber asks, nervous about Her apparently unsatisfying performance. Letting out a sigh, Kaeya goes on to say, "It's quite impressive that You managed to remember all of that." Making Amber smile proudly before He elaborates by saying, "But it's how You're saying it is what I'm concerned about. How You spoke and Your general manners, You looked like a first-year knight at some random lord's manor. Not Knight of Favonius material, let alone someone with the rank of Outrider."  Amber was befuddled. She thought She spoke perfectly or at least had above-average manners. Had She really fallen that far off the mark ever since Aether arrived? Question after question flash through Amber's mind, only snapping out of it as Kaeya says, "Your posture is even all off." Making Amber EVEN MORE paranoid as She tries to straighten Herself up. "No, not like that." Kaeya adds on after Amber tries to fix Herself, the chuckle that came before it managing to slip by Her as She tries to straighten Her posture even more.  "L-Like this?" Amber asks as She straightens Her back out to a nearly painful degree. "Now You just look tense. How're You going to comfort those in need when You Yourself don't look like You have the situation under control?" Kaeya asks, slowly overwhelming Amber as She's at a loss of what to do.  "Here, You know what? Come here." Kaeya says as He beckons Amber to come over to His side of the desk. "W-What?" "Just, come here." Kaeya continues to beckon, which Amber more or less obeys as She stands up and approaches Him from around the desk as He then turns to face Her. "Right, now, turn around." Kaeya says, giving Amber momentary pause but ends up doing so as She turns away from the calvary captain.  For a moment, Kaeya doesn't say anything, making Amber even more nervous as She continues to stand there. "Now, sit down." Kaeya says, His voice cutting through the silence in the room as Amber is just about to say something but bites Her tongue as She lowers Her rear to sit down on the seat behind Her. As Her butt comes into contact with the seat, Amber gets a funny idea about what is going on, only to have Her suspicions confirmed as She hears Kaeya's voice whisper, "There We go." Directly into Her ear as She feels the 'seat' below Her, move. "K-Kaeya!?" Amber says, eyes bursting wide open as Her face flushes a deep red. "Oh My gosh, I'm so sorry!" Amber apologizes as She goes to get up, only for Kaeya to put His hands on Her shoulders and softly push Her back down onto His lap. "Relax, Outrider, I'm only going to fix Your posture." Kaeya says as She feels Amber's rigid form begin to ease. "While an Outrider has a duty to help those in need, even the most hard-working of Knights need to take a break every now and again." Kaeya goes on to teach. "I can feel... Everything." Amber thinks as She tries to adjust Herself, only pushing Herself further against Kaeya in the process along with feeling His... Thing, press against Her rear. But from what She could tell, Kaeya seemed to have no reaction.  "My, my, Amber. Last time I saw someone as nervous as You, They had something to hide." Kaeya playfully chides, His warm breath running against the back of Amber's neck as She remains tense.  "W-Well, I've got n-nothing to hide from anyone." Amber says, internally cringing as She feels Her voice quiver as She talks. Letting out a low rumbling chuckle, Kaeya then says, "In that case... You wouldn't mind if I asked a few questions, would You?" Even though a part of Amber had some hope of this going anywhere positive, the pyro archer still knew this was a trap. But in the end, She still chose to say, "S-Sure." Instantly feeling regret as the words leave Her mouth.     "Well, Rather than beat around the bush, I suppose We're both mature enough to get to the heart of the matter." Kaeya says, quickly grabbing Amber's attention. "Out of all the wayward Travelers, Warriors, Knights, and refugees from beyond, why Aether?" Kaeya asks. "W-What do You mean? They both looked like They needed some help." Amber says, increasingly flustered as She already knew the answer to the question Kaeya was trying to ask. "Really? Because if I remember correctly, those two seemed more than capable of taking care of Themselves when Stormterror attacked. They were even aided by Barbatos Himself in pushing the dragon back." Kaeya remarks with a slight chuckle. "No!" Amber exclaims louder than She anticipated. "It's just... They didn't seem like They were from around here, and I just wanted to let Them know where the nearest city was." Amber goes on to say.  For a minute, Kaeya doesn't say a word, which only makes the silence in the room even more deafening before He hums. "Hmmm, maybe You'd be right in that case," Kaeya admits, giving Amber some relief as She hopes They'll change the subject. "But," Kaeya starts back up. "Getting such a personal escort from an Outrider Herself, such a flattering thing to do, let alone with someone You've only just met.~"  Amber feels the collar of Her shirt tighten around Her neck as She struggles to muster up any excuse before She remembers what She said to the duo when She first met Them. "Well... Stormterror was seen around the area, and as a Knight of Favonius, it was My duty to make sure They both got to the city safe and unharmed." Amber explains, gaining only laughter from Kaeya as a result. "Why didn't You say so then? If Stormterror was around, You did the right thing to make sure They both got to safety. Nice work." Kaeya congratulated Her, still slightly laughing under His breath. "Ha, ha, yeah..." Amber laughs awkwardly, suspecting that Kaeya might've actually bought it.  "But..." Kaeya starts up again, making Amber wonder if just thinking about anything positive was what was jinxing Her at this point. "But?"  "But You found Them by the..." Kaeya trails off as He tries to remember something. "Riverbank, right?"  "Oh, Gods..." Amber mutters under Her breath before saying, "Yeah?" "So, if They could see the city and knew how to get to it, why'd You still help Them?" Kaeya asks, barely giving Amber any time to think of an actual response. "I'll ask this again, what made You want to escort Them into the city?" Kaeya asks again, raising an amused and curious eyebrow at the Outrider as She turns to face Him. But before Amber could argue a response to His question. "Amber, I'm starting to have a feeling that You might've had ulterior motives here." Kaeya asks, His tone much more curious. Making an already nervous Amber even more scared as Her mind begins to fill with worrying possibilities of what might happen. Like everyone else in the Knights of Favonius, Amber knew that while Kaeya mostly played Himself off as a coy and teasing person, He did have a darker side to Him. A darker side that had Him skinning an abyss mage and a whole sort of other gruesome details have painted Him quite the gruesome reputation amongst the Knights.  But She was still a Knight of Favonius. Yes, a Knight of Favonius. A Knight of Favonius who didn't cave in at the possible sign of danger. She'd done SO MUCH for the group. She'd fought countless enemies, saved many lives. And while She knew She wasn't the egotistical type, She still wasn't going to be talked around by someone like Kaeya. At the very least, She wouldn't let it go lightly. Garnering up enough courage, Amber turns Her body so that She is seated on His legs rather than directly on His groin and says, "What's this about, Kaeya?" Maintaining a stern expression as She looks at the now puzzled cryo user. A large portion of Her regretted Her decision to stand up to Him, but still, She remained firm as She looked at Him.    Her tension begins to ease as She sees His face go from being puzzled to looking at Her with an almost prideful expression, somehow still mixed with His usual smirk.  Finally, though, Kaeya spoke. "Alright then, I want to know if You carry... Feelings for Aether."  She was taken aback, out of all things. She wasn't expecting THAT to be on Kaeya's mind. But still, using the courage She had gained, She says, "No, W-We're Just Friends." Although that couldn't stop the slight sting in Her heart as She tried to explain Herself since She knew that wasn't entirely the case. "He and Paimon just seemed lost, and I thought I could've helped Them. I hope there's nothing wrong with that, is there?" Amber asks, attempting to turn the questions back towards Him.  "Never said there was. All I meant was that You seem quite happy to have Aether around even after meeting Him ever so recently." Kaeya says, which, if Amber understood Him right, was quite ridiculous. Was She supposed to be cold and distant towards Him? Walk past Him like He's just another Knight in Their group. How could She? Especially after figuring out that He wasn't even from Their world and that He's been on the search for His sister for around five hundred years.  But She was getting ahead of Herself, for all His faults, Amber doubts that's what Kaeya actually meant. "He's just a really interesting person to be around, You know? Seeing as how He's not even from Our world." Amber explains.  "Amber, From all the times I've seen You hanging around Him, I doubt the only reason Your friends with Him is that He's an interesting person." Kaeya admonishes.  "What do You want Me to say?" Amber asks, continuing to get frustrated. "Well, what else can You tell Me about Him that You find so attractive? Is He nice? Is He smart? What is He?" Kaeya asks, letting out a chuckle at Amber's increasingly defensive tone. After Kaeya revealed that He wanted Amber to go into specifics, the pyro archer takes a moment to think as She remembers all the times She and the Traveler had spent time together.  While They had both gone out on many adventures, Amber will never forget teaching Aether how to use His glider. At that point, however, Amber had noticed that He had already become quite proficient in using it, but it was still fun nonetheless. Especially when They had to track down Raptor. But if She wanted to answer Kaeya's question, She'd have to get a little more specific.  "I guess... He's fun?" Amber finally manages to say. "Fun?" Kaeya questions Her. "Yeah, fun. He's just... Fun." Amber doubles down on Her answer. "Hmph, anything else?" Kaeya hums.  "What do You mean, 'anything else?'" Amber says, frustrated as She thought the answer She gave would be enough. "I know Aether, and at the very least, I don't just describe Him as 'fun.'" Kaeya retorts.  "Fine. I guess Aether's also pretty generous, putting Himself out there like that when He does all those daily commissions." Amber continues before adding on, "He's also pretty selfless." To Her description of the Blond Traveler.  "All admirable traits, Outrider. Qualities that I'm sure You Yourself hold." Kaeya compliments Her. "But those are all qualities anyone could say about Him. What's He to You as a fellow knight, a friend, or anything else?" Kaeya asks. "What's He to Me?" Amber wonders aloud, falling back into Her train of thought from before as She thinks about Herself and Aether. "He's someone reliable, someone, I can always count on." Amber says, remembering all the times Aether practically jumped at the chance to help Her with literally ANYTHING. "He's someone I want to help just as much as He helps Me." Amber says, Her mind going back to Aether's situation with His sister. While She might not know much about the Twins or where They even come from, at the very least, for all the work Aether has done, the least She could do is help reunite Him with His sister.  "He's someone I lo-" Amber stops, Her mouth snapping shut before She could finish Her sentence. But as She sees Kaeya's smirk grow even wider, She already knew it was too late.  "Amber..." Kaeya starts. "Wait! Hold on!" Amber tries to stop Him. "So You do have a crush on-"  "I never said that!" Amber interrupts. "I said that I-I lo-ath Him?" Amber tries to fill in what She nearly said but ends up confusing Herself in the process as the first thing Her brain went to was that She didn't like Him for some odd reason.  "Heh, heh, heh..." Kaeya begins to laugh. "Ju- Shut up!" Amber nearly yells, making Kaeya turn His attention back towards Her as He shushes Her. "Shhh, You don't want anyone to suspect We're doing something in here, do You?" Kaeya asks, being the one thing that ends up taking the wind out of Amber's sails as any retort She could've thought up dies in Her throat. The next best option that She goes with is simply hanging her head in shame. "Yeah, I like Him..." Amber finally admits, although, She had a feeling Kaeya already knew for a while and just wanted to tease Her before finally confronting Her with it. "So, what now?" Amber asks, still keeping Her vision on the ground. "So what? Is it against the rules or something?" Amber adds on, getting a fake gasp out of Kaeya in return. "How could You think of such a thing, Amber?" Kaeya asks, acting as if He was appalled that Amber could come up with such an idea. "Being such a well-informed member as Yourself, You should know that for all the rules and regulations the Knights of Favonius have, relationships between fellow knights aren't prohibited." Kaeya clarifies before leaning in closer to Amber's ear and whispering, "Where do You think Our acting grand master goes during those late nights?"  Instigating Amber to turn towards Kaeya. "No..." Amber mutters, shocked by the news that had just been told to Her. Kaeya only chuckles as He leans back in His seat. "Yep, while You might find Yourself embarrassed for having such feelings, one of the best grand master's We've had in a while carries such a relationship Herself." Kaeya goes on.  Amber felt bad. A part of Her knew She shouldn't be knowing this if Jean is actually trying to keep this information from the rest of the knighthood for a reason. But She couldn't help but feel relieved that She wasn't the only one who had feelings for another knight and actually acted on Them.  "But, if You find Yourself deciding that You want to take the leap, so to speak and put Your feelings on Your chest for Him, You should know the risks that come with said feelings." Kaeya continues. "Risks?" Amber asks, confused. She didn't have that much experience in being in a relationship. The reason was that She spent most of Her time trying to become a knight rather than focusing on things like relationships. "Y-Yes, risks..." Kaeya adds on, for the first time looking taken aback Himself as He stutters over His own as He lets out a chuckle. Almost as if He Himself was taken aback by Amber's lack of knowledge. "Risks of what might happen if the person You like doesn't feel the same way." Kaeya continues.  "I know that." Amber says, even with Her lack of experience, She knew that was a possibility. Heck, that was one of the reasons why She was reluctant to admit Her feelings to Aether in the first place. "I'll... Be sad, I guess?" Amber goes on to say. Knowing for certain that She'll be emotionally devastated if Aether doesn't like Her the same way She does for Him. She'd never exactly put it into exact words before, but She always ended up thinking about it.   Having a feeling of where Kaeya was going with this, Amber mentions, "But if He doesn't feel the same way, at the end of the day, that'll be His decision to make. And I know I'll get over it." Primarily to Herself as She tries to sound confident in Her words.  "Come on, Amber. If You felt that way, You would've confessed to Him by now." Kaeya says, the once dissipating red shade across Her face slowly returning as He draws Her in closer. "But as a friend and fellow Knight, I could help You make sure His feelings are... More aligned with Yours." Kaeya says, cautiously intriguing Amber in the process as She gets closer to Him. "For a starter, I bet it would attract Aether's attention if You... Improved Yourself, as a Knight." Kaeya starts.   "R-Really? What do You mean?" Amber asks.  "Sure! While He might be looking for His sister, Aether still has proven to be quite dedicated to the cause. But if You show Yourself to be capable of helping Him find His sister, He might find Himself growing closer to You as a result." Kaeya says, His smirk growing wider as Amber continues to get closer to Him. "Alright! W-What else?" Amber asks, wanting to know more of what She could do. Their faces now inches apart from each other. "Oh, I could name a few things." Kaeya says before finally going for it and pushes His lips against Amber's.   Amber's eyes go wide as She quickly lets out a muffled murmur. All Her senses go hay-wire as She feels the hairs stand up on the back of Her neck. While She was more or less shocked at what was happening, She couldn't help but push Her lips further against His before She suddenly regained Her senses and backed away. "W-What are You doing?!" Amber asks, obviously alarmed as She feels Her heart loudly beating in Her chest. "I'm only trying to help You, Amber. Men are, after all, attracted to more... Physical connections." Kaeya says before pulling Amber in for another kiss, only for Amber to back away. "B-But I love Aether!" Amber stammers out. Kaeya only chuckles at Amber's concerns. "Two people kissing doesn't mean They're in love. In fact, it can mean a whole list of other things. I'm only trying to help You be a better lover for Him when the time comes." Kaeya explains, dragging His hand across Her outer thigh.  Still shocked from what just happened, to stop Him from trying to kiss Her again, Amber presses two of Her fingers on His lips and looks down, finding Herself conflicted on what She should do. "I love Aether. But, I want to make sure He feels the same way about Me. Although it's HIS choice, I shouldn't try and force Him to feel something He possibly never will. But what if what Kaeya said is true? And He just needs a more... Physical, push?" Amber continues to go back and forth in Her head before She hears Kaeya try to talk. Only coming out like mumbled gibberish as She still has Her fingers over His mouth. "S-Sorry..." Amber says as She moves Her hand away from His face.  "Amber, I know this is all a lot for You, but if You take that chance and end up confessing to Him unprepared, chances are He won't feel the same way. And You'll just end up always wondering what could've been if You had only tried things differently." Kaeya tries to convince, only managing to get His words in Her head as She mulls Them over. His face lost His once cocky grin and replaced it with a comforting smile. "I don't know..." Amber mutters, still unsure. She wanted to confess to Him, but at the very least, She should be prepared. "Ok?" Amber finally agrees, sounding uncertain of Her decision.  Kaeya's smirk then reforms as He says, "Come here, then." Pulling Amber closer to Him, if that was even possible at that point as Amber squints Her eyes shut and moves Her lips to His.  The kiss was soft, in-experienced. Amber was in the complete dark, having no valuable experience. She felt Kaeya's hands roam up Her thighs and sides. Managing to get a shiver out of Her in the process as She cautiously pulled away. Wiping Her lips with Her sleeve, Amber glances up at Him and asks, "H-How was that?" Looking for reassurance from the supposed professional between the two of Them. "Could use a little work. How about We see how long You can go? A test of endurance, if You will?" Kaeya offers.   Something that Amber doesn't take long to think about as She meekly says, "O-Ok." Before moving Her lips back towards Kaeya's. As Their lips came together once again, Amber's heart still rhythmically beat in Her chest as She felt a twinge of excitement make its way through Her body. A part of Her still remained conflicted as Kaeya's seemingly experienced lips easily made Their way across Her's. Showing the gap of experience between the two of Them as the Pyro archer tried to keep up with the Cryo swordsman.   With shaking hands, Amber grasped Kaeya's forearms. Trying to keep Herself steady as She felt a particular type of heat begin to build up in Her core. Something that She's felt on multiple occasions during more... Intimate moments with Herself. And now, as She rode Kaeya's lap, She couldn't help as that building excitement only made Her want to kiss Kaeya even more. Becoming more acquainted with His mouth, She tasted the remnants of His sweet yet salty fruity skewers. Which only excited Her in a way that She hadn't felt all that often.  However, Amber's eyes soon widened as She felt Kaeya begin to work His tongue into Her mouth. "Mrmrph!?" Amber moans out as the nearly overwhelming sensation of having His tongue begin to explore Her mouth makes Her try to pull away. But as She tried to quickly shift Her head back, Kaeya kept His face pressed against Her's as His tongue swirled around Her's.  The heat already building inside Her soon sky-rocketed to new levels as She felt moisture begin to emanate out from between Her legs. But that was all swept to the wayside as every facet of Her attention was soon drawn directly onto the member that was in Her mouth. In the process, melting any normal sense, She might've had left as Amber begins to move Her tongue against Kaeya's. However, the need for air causes both of Them to separate. Leaving behind a thin strand of saliva connecting Their mouths as They take a moment to breathe. Kaeya's face carried a slight flush as He smirked at the flustered Outrider. Her gaze kept away from His once again as She brought up a hand to brush some of Her hair out of Her face. "Geez, Y-You didn't need to do that." Amber remarks, at the same time, not voicing any complaints She might've had.    "Consider it more valuable experience then." Kaeya says as He wipes away some of Amber's spit that was still on His lips. "Although," Kaeya starts as He looks down. "I think it might've been a little more than that." He finishes as Amber follows His gaze and looks down to see what He was looking at.  It was barely noticeable, but after looking more carefully, Amber's eyes widened in horror as She saw a slight wet stain coming through Her shorts. The sight of which caused Her to slowly begin to feel the wetness that had begun to build up from Her crotch.  "I- You- No- H-Hold on, let Me get up!" Amber says, panicking as She begins to shift Herself off of Kaeya, only to grind Herself against His leg in the process. "Oh!~" Amber moans out before quickly covering Her mouth with Her hand. Figuring that it might've been HIS doing, She then turns to glare at the cryo user, who just looks at Her in return, contently. "Don't look at Me. You did that to Yourself." Kaeya remarks as He shrugs His shoulders, getting an annoyed groan out of Amber. "Doesn't mean if it was a bad thing, however." Kaeya goes on to say, making Amber's glare deepen. Kaeya only laughs at Her before saying, "Come now, Amber. For the virtuous person You try to pass Yourself off as, even You experience sensations such as these..." And to show an example, Kaeya slowly grinds His leg against Amber's crotch, this time getting a muffled moan out of Her as She keeps Her mouth shut. Deep down, Amber still felt conflicted about what was going on. She felt She shouldn't be doing what She was but couldn't muster the strength or will to move Her crotch off Kaeya's leg. "I'm just tired is a-LL-Mrmph.~" Amber tries to rationalize what was going on, only for Her words to suddenly shift into a loud moan which She quickly covers up once again.  "And I'm just guessing that was just a yawn?" Kaeya asks, teasing the poor Outrider as She practically becomes putty in His hands at that point. Kaeya then leans in close and whispers, "Have a little fun, Amber. Besides, You don't want to look like a prude to Aether, don't You?" Aether... That's who She was doing this for. For... Aether. She had nearly forgotten about Him through the fog of arousal that She was now feeling. If She really wanted to impress Him and make Him actually like Her, She would have to do this, right? This wasn't anything that could hurt Him later down the line, no. This was just a friend trying to help Her learn how to get His attention. And after more mental justifications, Amber lets out a shuddery sigh as She begins to slowly grind Herself up and down Kaeya's leg. Starting off slow as this was all still pretty new to Her, but takes the time to really enjoy and revel in the sensations of grinding Herself across Him. She could even feel Kaeya's breath quicken slightly as He seemingly enjoys the show before Him. Especially if the growing length in His pants had anything to say about it.  But Amber didn't seem to notice it as She continued to lose more and more control of Herself. Her crotch slowly painted a wet surface across Kaeya's leg as She slid Herself across it. She didn't even mind as Kaeya slowly reached behind Her and took the liberty to grab two firm handfuls of Her plump rear.  She shuttered as She felt Kaeya's grip tighten around the firm yet supple flesh and used it to direct Her to grind even harder against His leg. Making Her moans pick up in the process as She slowly felt Herself reaching release. "O-Oh... Oh, Gods..." Amber says under Her breath as She slides Herself even faster than before.  Before She had entered Kaeya's office, the prospect of having an orgasm in front of someone was entirely alien. A concept She rarely thought of, let alone considered actually doing. However, this time around, those once prevalent mental and physical boundaries soon washed away as She felt Herself nearly about to cum just by rubbing Herself on Kaeya's leg. Her moans and whimpers slowly reached a climax as She was also beginning to reach HER climax. But She soon found Her movements to gradually be bought to a slow halt as Kaeya's grip forced Her to slow down.  "W-Wait..." Amber whimpers, Her attention quickly turning towards Kaeya as He only smirked at Her. "T-That bastard! He's not really going to-" Amber let out a groan of frustration as She pressed Her head against the Cryo user's shoulder as She bit Her bottom lip. "S-Stop it!" Amber manages to say, letting Her anger flare up towards Kaeya, yet He still remained un-deterred as Amber felt Her once gradually built-up orgasm slowly begin to fade. "J-Just let Me-" "I'm sorry, Amber." Kaeya interrupts. "But We can't get ahead of Ourselves JUST yet." Kaeya explains as Amber continues to fight against His iron-clad grip as He refuses to let go.   Finally, much to Amber's chagrin and no matter how hard She fought it, Her near orgasm faded away. Leaving the Pyro archer behind to feel a physical disappointment, which quickly turned to frustration and anger towards the one person who caused said disappointment. Turning to glare at Him, Amber angrily asks, "Why did You do that!?" Nearly shouting in His office before She quickly quiets Herself down. "I-I was just about to finish!" Amber says, much more quietly than before but still getting the point across that She wasn't exactly thrilled with what Kaeya had done.  Looking as threatened the same way if He was dealing with a frustrated bunny, Kaeya explains, "Relax, Outrider. I just didn't want You exhausting Yourself before We got to the main part of Your training." "M-Main part?" Amber asks, confused by what He meant by that. Hadn't They been training for a while now? What else could Kaeya have planned that would possibly exceed what They were already doing? Amber soon got Her answer, however, as She watched Kaeya let out a chuckle as He slowly reached down towards both His and Her crotch. Steadily unzipping His pant as He then slowly fishes out His cock. Already standing at attention as a drop of pre-cum oozed out of the tip and slowly slid down His nearly twelve-inch long length all the way down to a pair of thick and full-looking balls. "Ah..." Amber finally says, realizing that Her mouth had been agape as She stared down at Kaeya's cock. Her heart nearly beat all the way up in Her throat as a swarm of butterflies flew around Her stomach from the pure shock of seeing it alone. A part of Her knew this was a possibility the moment She sat down in Kaeya's lap. Still, She almost entirely believed it wouldn't actually happen. That, during Her meeting with Kaeya, He would present His... 'Thing' to Her in such an everyday fashion.  "Now, Amber. While I appreciate the flattery, it's most important that We continue with Our training." Kaeya explains as He soon reaches over towards Amber's now-soaked shorts. Only for His wrist to get grabbed by Her the moment He began to slowly zip Them down.  "W-What are You doing?!" Amber asks, alarmed at what Kaeya was trying to pull.  "Heh, Amber. While You put on quite the performance back there, You can't expect to actually please Aether without touching the thing He'll want pleased." Kaeya says.  "It's just... It's just I want Aether to go in there." Amber explains sheepishly. "I just want it to be special when the time comes." Amber goes on to say. "Need I remind You that this is all for Your benefit? I'm only trying to make sure Aether actually appreciates all the hard work You do for Him." Kaeya says, this time a little more sternly as He reminds Amber of the reason why They started this more intimate training in the first place. For the most part, Amber remained un-convinced, at the very least more or less conflicted about allowing Kaeya to use His 'thing' in Her. Her opinion soon changed, however, as Kaeya then says, "Unless... You don't actually LIKE Aether."  "No! I-I love Him!" Amber nearly yells out. Kaeya's words frustrated Her and lit a fire inside Her as She reached down towards Her shorts and began to fully zip Them down. "Here, I'll Show You!" Amber says defiantly as She finally pulls Her shorts open, revealing Her soaked crotch as it pressed against Kaeya's leg. However, that once ever-present fire of pride inside Her soon began to waver as She took another look at Kaeya's cock. Was She actually going to go through with this? It was just sex, right? But Kaeya obviously isn't Aether. "Well? I'm waiting." Kaeya says, His voice cutting right through Her thoughts as She snaps out of Her incursive thinking.  "R-Right, j-just give Me a s-second..." Amber says cautiously as She slowly raises Herself off of Kaeya's leg. She was happy to have some of His help as He helped lift Her up and slowly angle Her so that Her crotch was directly above His glistening cock.  After taking a few nervous breaths, Amber looked towards Kaeya, who seemed to be all too eager to let Her sink down onto His cock. "I could stop this, right here and right now. I don't have to do this. It isn't too late..." Amber told Herself mentally. But as She thought about Aether, She felt as if She had no other choice. "Alright, do it." Amber says firmly as She and Kaeya begin to lower Herself down onto His length. The moment the head begins to push inside Her, Amber takes in a sharp breath of air. Grinding Her teeth together as She felt Herself take in more and more of His cock. Leaving Her mind and body ablaze as She felt Her pussy begin to leak out more of Her juices onto Kaeya's crotch. She couldn't believe She was actually doing this! In Kaeya's office of all places, with Kaeya Himself. "O-O-Oh..." Amber moans out before slamming Her eyes shut and again uses Her hand to cover Her mouth as tears begin to form in the corners of Her eyes.  "You're doing good, Amber." Kaeya says, almost comfortingly. If it wasn't for the fact that Amber was currently lowering Herself down onto His dick. She could even feel His grip tighten into Her rear, obviously feeling the pleasure Himself as He helped Her lower Herself down onto His cock. The soft yet wet sound fills the room along with sounds of both of Their breathing as Amber places a hand down on Kaeya's desk to stabilize Herself from completely losing Her mind. "Your so tight, Amber, [Grunt]... Have You ever done this with anyone else?" Kaeya asks. The question made Amber's cheeks burn even hotter than before.  "N-No-oh.~" Amber nearly fully moans out. Just barely able to stifle it back as the realization of what She was doing really dawned on Her. She was actually having sex. HER, SEX. Two things that would've ever really come about after finding someone She actually loved. With that person hopefully having been Aether. But now here She was, slowly easing Herself down the rest of Kaeya's dick as He hummed happily from the pleasure He was feeling. In contrast, Amber felt like She was being stuffed to the brim, with the head of Kaeya's cock ramming it's way up inside Her before coming to a sudden stop. Right at the entrance to Her womb.  As Amber opens Her mouth to say something, the only thing that leaves is a small wheeze as She finds Herself feeling completely full. Instead, Kaeya, much to Amber's discomfiture, decides to talk. "W-Well, [Grunt], there We go.~" Kaeya says softly into Amber's ears. Which would've made the hairs stand up the back of Amber's neck if it wasn't for the fact that They already were. Noticing Amber's silence, Kaeya asks, "Are You alright, Outrider?" Which She would've been more than happy to respond to if it wasn't for the fact that She simply wasn't able to. But knowing Kaeya, when one smug word came out of His mouth, more were bound to follow. "It's alright if You're feeling a little overwhelmed at the moment. Those who haven't had the liberty of having a skilled partner of-" "Nmighm fine!" Amber manages to say. The simple act of doing so feels almost like an exercise as She feels Kaeya's cock twitch inside Her. Sending waves of nearly electric yet also cold pleasure through Her as She shutters intensely. "J-J-Just had to get used to it, is all..." Amber says. Practically lying through Her teeth as She remains undetermined on whether or not She'd be able to get used to a cock like Kaeya's. Although, that was implying that Amber would actually do something like this with Kaeya again. Amber tells Herself to try and calm down. Having resorted to taking in slow breaths in through Her nose as Her hands dig into tight fists.  Her entire body felt stiff as a bored, almost as stiff as Kaeya's cock as it sat inside Her. Stretching Her mostly unused cunt to new proportions, the Outrider didn't even think was possible. A fact that Kaeya noticed pretty quickly as He watched Her struggle to take it all in. "Oh, Amber. It's alright if it's too much for You. We could always take it slower if You want.~" Kaeya offers teasingly. Already knowing Amber's answer as She still mulled over His words in Her head.  "N-No! I-I can do this..." Amber says before letting out an already exhausted huff as She hunches over and crosses Her arms around Her stomach. While She knew it was largely impossible, Amber thought She could've felt Kaeya's cock poking around inside Her through Her stomach. Her determination and pride still motivated Her to keep going as She felt more sweat build up across Her body. The exertion alone of having to deal with this already felt like one of Her harder workouts. "I-I guess it's training for a reason, then." Amber thinks to Herself as She lets out another breath to try and calm Herself down. "Well, if You're so certain..." Kaeya trails off as He gets comfortable in His seat. "Let's- Nnmph, Let's see if You can still answer some more questions." Kaeya says, grunting slightly as the pleasure of having His cock inside Amber managed to get to someone as stonecold as Him. At the same time, instead of having Her previous confidence, for the first time in Her life, Amber felt genuinely un-prepared. Watching as Kaeya moved at an almost unbearably slow pace as He reached back into His desk and pulled out the Favonius handbook. Before proceeding to flip through random pages before suddenly coming to a stop. "Tell Me this, Outrider, what are the knightly virtues Our order is built upon?" Kaeya asks as Amber draws a complete blank.  Her already frazzled mind becomes harder to understand as She feels Kaeya's cock twitch inside Her once more. Almost making Her slam Her knee up into Kaeya's desk as She wipes away some spit that had begun to form by Her mouth. Her basic self-care instincts felt more dulled and slow the longer He stayed inside Her. Almost making Her feel like what She thought some of the women went through whenever Diluc came by.   But after Amber realized that She still hadn't said anything and that Kaeya was still waiting for His answer, She quickly panicked as She tried to remember the question. "O-Oh! Um..." Amber exclaims as She tries to think. But no matter how hard She thought, the only thing that kept coming up in Her mind was the fact that Kaeya's cock was inside Her. Which mixed with the reappearing memory of watching it slowly sink into Her like a hot knife cutting through butter. "Gaaaaaah! What're the virtues?!" Amber yells out in Her head. The answer was just at Her fingertips before the reality of Her current situation knocked it away just a bit further.  Finally, after what felt like five solid minutes, an answer begins to form in Her head. "Cou-Courage?" Amber nearly purely guesses as She grows more desperate as more time passes without Her giving the complete answer. Wanting to know if She had gotten THAT right, Amber glances towards Kaeya and sees His neutral smirk, yet also flushed, plastered face as He continues to look at the book. At the very least, He didn't seem all that disappointed by Her answer. Which had to be a good thing, right? Next, She manages to come up with the second virtue as She attempts to say it clearly and cleanly. "T-Truth..." Amber says. Even unsure of the answer Herself, at least, compared to the previous as She manages to come up with the third and final virtue. "A-And... Peace!" Amber says as She almost feels a weight being lifted off Her shoulders as She hears Kaeya chuckle and closes the book. "Amazing. You didn't get a single one right." Kaeya announces, making Amber nearly have to do a double-take as She looks confused and shocked at His dumb smug face.  Frustrated, Amber argues, "What'd You expect when You have Your... 'THING' sitting inside Me like some sort of... Of... SLUG?" She then wiggles Her hips slightly to emphasize Her point, only causing it to shoot more pleasure throughout Her body. She knew She could get up at any time, but that was beyond anything She wanted to go through at that moment, least of all with someone like Kaeya. After calming Her movements down to a minimum that She could muster. Amber hears, "Y'know," already telling Her that Kaeya was about to say something irritating. "It'd probably help if You didn't move so much." And there He goes. Face beat red out of exhaustion, anger, and embarrassment, Amber turns towards Kaeya and says, "W-Well, wh-what am I supposed to when Your... PENIS! K-Keeps twitching?" Finally, having worked up the courage to say the dreaded 'P-word' as She continues Her rant. At the same time, She strangely felt Kaeya's cock slowly grow harder as She went on. "S-Should I just stop br-breathing?! Is that so-so-something that You would wa-want? Do-Do You want Me to pa-pass out while I-I'm s-sitting on Your penis so Y-You can r-ravage Me like so-some Hil-Hilichu-OooH?!" Amber rants before She's cut off as Kaeya's cock twitches once more inside Her. Her rant, however, sounded non-sensical even to Herself as the words flew out of Her mouth. But given the special circumstances, She'd hoped She would have been given the benefit of the doubt.  While not precisely voicing His amusement, Kaeya still seemed to find Amber's reaction funny as He says, "Amber, You're being unreasonable." Which ended up being the specific words to set Her off again.   "U-UNREASONABLE?! What's reasonable about grinding Your leg on a fellow knight's crotch? Wh-What's also reasonable about intimately kissing a fellow knight when They already have feelings for someone else? What's reasonable about- Oh, just forget it!" Amber stops mid-sentence to let out a huff as She turns to lean over Kaeya's desk. Only causing His cock to press harder into one of Her inner walls as She nearly lets out a squeal at the sudden overwhelming sensation as a small amount of Her cum begins to leak out of Her cunt. In the end, She's left feeling totally defeated as She looks down at the floor. And almost like a demon creeping across Her shoulder, Amber listens as Kaeya whispers into Her ear, "Amber, would You like some help?" Amber only nods back due to a lack of physical and emotional energy. "Heh, alright." Kaeya chuckles as He reaches back and places a hand on Amber's hip. His fingers make Her let out a small murmur as They squeeze into Her rear, getting a firm grip while placing His other hand on Her thigh. Leaning in close, Kaeya then whispers, "Just raise Your hips like this." Before slowly lifting Amber off of His length. Making the poor pyro user quickly place a hand on Kaeya's thigh as She does just that, slowly lifting Her hips up as She feels His now slick and hard length slowly exit Her cunny. The sexual satisfaction nearly causes Her to lose Her mind as She lets out a short and loud huff. Once filled with frustration and exhaustion towards the cavalry captain and what He was putting Her through. Lustful thoughts now began to drive Themselves back into Amber's head as She felt only the head of Kaeya's cock inside Her. Feeling nearly like a plug for Her most likely plugged inner walls of Her cunt as She lets out another shuddery breath as She and Kaeya lower Herself back down to His groin. Slowly but firmly filling Herself back up with His cock as the same deep hot feelings She felt when grinding Herself across Kaeya's leg began to return along with the same lustful thoughts She'd been feeling ever since. They slowly begin the same process again, dragging Her stiff and nerve-wracked body up Kaeya's cock. Amber hears a grunt come from Kaeya Himself before listening as She hears Him say, "You're doing great, Outrider. You have the tightest pussy I've ever felt." A compliment that made Her feel a weird sense of pride before She realized how degrading it was. She had to remind Herself, multiple times, that She wasn't that kind of girl.  "S-Shut up..." Amber says with a huff. Unable to think of any clever come back as the head of His cock remains poking inside Her before She's returned back to the base of it. However, this time, if ever so slightly, moving Her at a faster pace as a small yet noticeable clap echoes throughout the room once She falls back down to the bottom. Creating a new wave of sexual energy for the once abstinent Outrider as She slowly uses it to pull Herself back up Kaeya's length, this time with less of Kaeya's help. "But, Mnpmph, It's true!" Kaeya goes on, going against Amber's wishes as He lets out a mildly-suppressed groan. But, to be honest, when has He ever respected what She wanted? "If You and Aether, nnph, find Yourselves getting intimate, hmm, I think You might find that He'll be a lot more loyal than most." Kaeya says, occasionally grunting as He puts a little more pep in His handling of Amber's hips. Carefully following behind the speed Amber was picking up to as She, along with Kaeya, got more into Their movements. Letting out a huff, Amber says, "When, phew, Kaeya. Not if; WHEN." Trying to correct Kaeya, whom She assumed was trying to get into Her head as They went at it.  "Course, of course." Kaeya says in a manner that Amber took as Him not entirely believing what She said. "I-I'm be-being serious, Kae- MRmph?!" Amber tries to clarify Her point, only for Kaeya to pull Her into another intimate kiss as His tongue burst into Her mouth. Exploring it wildly and completely overwhelming Amber in the process as She's literally and figuratively at a loss for words. This kiss, now mixed with the sensations of Kaeya slowly piping His cock in and out of Amber's pussy. Also created a new wave of pleasure as Amber slowly felt Herself becoming light-headed. But strangely enough, in a good way as all of the feelings coursing throughout Her body made Her feel fuzzy as Kaeya pulled Her face against His while pumping His moving hips against Her own.  Their lips soon separated afterward, but Their faces remained close together as Kaeya smirked. "A knight of Favonius should be able to handle and take on multiple threats at once. Limited but not limited to attacks on both sides and..." Kaeya breathes out in-between grunts as He then uses a free hand to grope at Amber's breasts. Getting a startled moan out of the Outrider in the process as tears begin to form in the corners of Her eyes from the sensation overload.  Having now gained the opportunity to explore Amber's body more thoroughly as Amber Herself required less and less of Kaeya's help in moving Her hips up His cock. He took the opportunity to feel up Amber's chest as He also pulled Her in for another kiss. Feeling the hard nubs that were Amber's nipples under Her shirt. Kaeya pinched and prodded at Them, making Her murmur and moan under His touch while slurping on each other's tounges. "It... Hurts... But why does it still feel so good?" Amber manages to ponder through the haze Her mind was currently going through as She slowly felt Herself building up to the same point of near orgasm She was at when She was grinding Herself on Kaeya's leg.  The once soft sound of Their bodies coming together soon increased in sound, along with the sound of Amber trying to keep Her moans to Herself. While on the other hand, Kaeya was more than happy to let out the occasional grunt as His fingers persisted to roam across Amber's chest. Speeding up His actions as He too felt His body reach the maximum amount of arousal it could take before, like Amber, would release. "Mpmpm, ngh, Are You?"  "Mmmnph, Yes! Oh, gods yes!" Amber quickly responds as She pumps Her hips up and down His cock. No longer requiring ANY assistance from Kaeya as She held nothing back in raising Herself all the way to the top of His length before dropping Herself down with a loud, PLAP! Feeling as Her pussy began to tighten around Kaeya's rod as She readied Herself for the orgasm that was finally about to come. Nearly feeling stronger than before as She felt Herself about to release.   But just as She was about to cum, both She and Kaeya turned to the door in front of Them as it suddenly opened. Amber nearly felt Her heart leap into Her throat as She slammed Herself back down one last time. Getting a grunt out of Kaeya as He leaned back in His chair and wiped the line that was still connecting Their mouths together.    Looking down at some papers, Huffman enters Kaeya's office, just barely not noticing the duo's slightly dis-disheveled appearances. "There You are, Calvary Captain." Huffman says as He turns around and shuts the door behind Him. But just as He's about to go on, He finally notices the state the both of Them were in. "Oh! Is this a bad time?" Hoffman exclaims, His eyes widening before shifting away as His face begins to turn pink. More than horrified by the recent events, Amber can only suffer in silence as She feels Kaeya's cock twitched and harden inside Her. The worst part was that Her own body continued to react aroused while wrapped around His cock. She knew that Hoffman had some idea about what was going on between the two of Them before He walked in. "Ahaha," Amber begins to laugh awkwardly, trying to alleviate the situation. "It's not what You-" "Not at all." Kaeya interrupts, speaking almost as if the situation was completely normal. He then looks at Her with that same smug grin as He places a hand on Her thigh and says, "I'm just teaching Our fidgety little Outrider here some manners." Nearly making Amber reach out and begin to strangle Him if it wasn't for the fact that any movements She made would've amplified the pleasure even more. Making matters worse was the fact that even though They had practically stopped moving at that point. Amber could still feel Her orgasm slowly approaching as it took every part of Her will to not throw Her head back and scream in pleasure. Continuing, Kaeya then says, "Can't have Her embarrassing the knights of Favonius at the Ludi Harpastrum ball next week." Ah, that's right, the Ludi Harpastrum ball. She had nearly forgotten about it in lew of recent... 'events.' Amber was planning on asking Aether to go beforehand but now... She strangely didn't feel all that compelled to do so anymore. But regaining the remaining bits of common sense She had left, Amber turns to Kaeya and tries to say, "H-Hey, if anything, You're the one who- AH!" Only to cry suddenly in pleasure as She finally feels Her body cum. Shuddering slowly before letting out a small spray of juices across Kaeya's cock and the seat below Them. At the same time, Amber only shakes slightly as She feels Kaeya's cock begin to cum inside Her. Something that She remembered as not being entirely suitable in the long haul of things. But what even made sense at that point?  Almost as if He was completely ignoring the reaction Amber just let out, Kaeya then says, "Carry on with Your report, Huffman." As Amber only just huffed from exhaustion as She felt Kaeya's cock continue to spray more of His seed inside Her. Making Her bite Her lip from the rolling orgasm She was feeling too as a small line of spit began to leak out the side of Her mouth and down to Her chin. What a sight They both must've been to Huffman as He continued to look at Them, more or less confused as Kaeya leans over and whispers, "And be sure...MMM... Listen closely, Amber.~" "Ho-kay!" Amber quickly says as She keeps Her eyes forwards towards Hoffman as He stares back at Them before shrugging His shoulders and looking down at the report He bought in. And for the most part, and to Amber's hopeful relief, He didn't seem to think much as He began to go through His report.   "Well, that Hilichurl patrol coming from Dragonspine was mostly dealt with Aether by the time We got there. But I think the Knights You sent out with Me handled the remaining members pretty well, all things considered." Huffman reports as Amber started to feel Kaeya's slick seed ooze out of Her. Slowly draining out of Her cunt as it pooled all the way down to the seat below Him. Only racking Amber's worry as She kept Her eyes forwards towards Huffman as He went on and on and on about His report. "Outstanding, Huffman. Well done." Kaeya congratulates, entirely stone-faced while His still hardened cock occasionally moved inside Amber. Whether it was a twitch from pleasure as Amber's inner walls clenched down tightly around Him, or if it was from His cock shooting out a few more lines of cum into Amber's womb. The cryo user remained cool as He kept up the normal facade that Amber Herself was also trying Her best to hide behind. "Anything else? Huffman?" Kaeya goes on to ask. Huffman then takes a moment to think before He suddenly looks as if He remembers something. "Oh! Some of the other knights wondered if You would like to head down to Angel's share for a few drinks." Huffman says.  Kaeya takes a moment to think as He pinches His chin, looking almost like He was deep in thought before He says, "Hmm, I don't know... The owner isn't exactly the most friendly towards Me." Referencing His frequently strange and or strained relationship with Diluc. He then turns towards Amber and asks, "What'd YOU think, Amber?" Turning the attention of both Men towards the pyro archer, something She wasn't entirely prepared for considering Her circumstances. But, after managing to work up enough courage, Amber says, "I-I think it'd b-be a great idea. I-I'm sure so-some of the knights would love to hear about how You to-took down that Metachurl in Li-Liyue last week." Trying to appeal to His ego as He seemingly takes Her words under consideration. At the same time, Huffman looks excited at the possible prospect of hearing a story from the one and only calvary captain of the Knights of Favonius. "Yeah! C'mon, Sir! It'd be a good help to some of Us if You could give a few pointers, also." Huffman suggests. After thinking about it for a few more seconds, Kaeya decides, "Alright, if everyone's so eager.~" Kaeya says before flashing a wink over towards Amber. "I'll meet You all down there in a few minutes. Let Me just finish a few things up with Amber here before I go." Kaeya explains as He plants a hand over Amber's thigh, causing Her to jump. "Great! Thanks, sir!" Huffman says before quickly taking His leave from the office. Allowing Amber to let out a breath of relief as She practically collapses onto Kaeya's desk. "You did good there, Outrider." Kaeya congratulates the exhausted-looking Outrider, who slowly turns towards Him. "A-Are We done now?" Amber asks, exhausted.  "Yep! Let Me just help You here." Kaeya says before He, along with Amber's help, slowly lift Her up and off His cock. Allowing it to slowly soften as Amber finally gets up from His lap and steps forward onto Her now shakey legs. "Are You ok, Outrider?" Kaeya asks as He watches Her slowly cover Herself back up. "Hmm? O-Oh. Y-Yeah, I'm f-fine." Amber says as She double-checks Herself a few more times. "A-Are YOU ok?" Amber turns the question back around towards Him, albeit in a lackadaisical way, as She still processed what the hell just happened. "Oh, I think You know I'm more than fine at the moment.~" Kaeya says smugly, as Amber only groans in response before getting a kick out of watching Amber nearly stumble towards the door to the office. Opening the door, Amber stops, unsure of how She should ask the question on Her mind before She just ends up going with it. "S-Same time tomorrow, Kaeya?" She asks, knowing full well that training with Kaeya again would most likely entail similar things that had already happened today. But instead of feeling the nervous disgust, She felt before, Amber found Herself slightly more... Open, to the idea.  Kaeya only chuckles in response as He says, "Of course." Which is all the information Amber needs before She quickly leaves, shutting the door behind Her.  Now alone in His office, Kaeya takes the time to fix Himself back up. Carefully stuffing His cock back into His pants as He cleans up the mess both He and Amber made in there. But as He finishes, He makes His way towards a window and peers out of it. Watching as Amber was quickly approached by Aether and Paimon as They both began to discuss something. But what caught His attention wasn't what the three of Them were talking about. Kaeya mostly found Himself interested in the large wet spot on the back of Amber's shorts. "Seems She forgot to clean Herself." Kaeya remarks to Himself before sitting back down at His desk.  He would have to leave pretty soon, but Kaeya ended up taking a moment to relax as He smelled the air. Finding it to be still filled with the scents of sex, sweat, but most importantly, Amber. He lets out a small chuckle before muttering, "Hook, line, and sinker." 

Chapter 1 - Creati's Cum-founding Conditions

"How're are You enjoying Yourself, Sir?" The hostess asks the man hunched over Momo Yaoyorozu's bound frame. His thick, shaved cock rocketed in and out of Her freshly filled cunt while His hands greedily grabbed and groped at Her plump chest as the man pinched her erect nipples in between His fingers. A moan left the once-proud hero in training's gagged mouth as remnants of the client's previous throat pie oozed out of Her mouth and dribbled down Her chin.   "Hrgh... Fucking fantastic!" The man says, grunting as He exerts His somewhat lean but definitely sweaty body over Momo's own and occasionally nips at the hero's earlobe. Causing Her already shut eyes to squint even tighter as She tried to wake up from the nightmare She found Herself in.  She had been out on patrol with Todoroki, but after a group of armored individuals had approached and engaged in combat with Them, things soon became a blur for Her as She woke up in the hell She found Herself in. Some kind of convention or amusement park for sexual slavery as She saw countless costumed women bound up and sexually assaulted by endless lines of people. With billboards advertising different sections and different girls for the people to use, some even offering discounts or even fire sales as large groups of people waited for Their turn.  She was in a section with Her friends and even a few of Her teachers. All who were bound in different ways as She saw Them brutally violated by an almost endless supply of people. A sight that only caused more tears to fall from Her eyes as She saw a woman covered in tattoos riding Uraraka's face while a man, also covered in tattoos, repeatedly fucked Her ass in front of Her. His winking asshole shined under the light with Ochako's spit after He had forced Her to give Him a rim job while the girl had eaten Uraraka out. To the side, She saw the number five pro hero, Miruko, bound and lying across a table as an obese man lay on top of Her. His nearly thirteen-inch long cock slid in and out of Her pussy while He passionately made out with Her forcefully gagged mouth. Her once-proud expression She wore when She fought crime now converted into one of disgust and horror as the man's thick and slimy tongue danced around Her own.   "MMmmmm, Rumi-san, I love You!~" The man moans out as He kisses Her. "Have My babies Rumi-san, have My babies!~" The man continues to sing out in pleasure as His thrusting speeds up. His fat and hairy hips clapped against Miruko's toned and muscled ones as She screamed out in anger and personal pleasure as She couldn't help but cum around this loser's cock.   Momo's attention was soon dragged by to Her situation as the man fucking Her pussy pulled Her head back by Her ponytail. "Fuck! Here it comes, You slut!" The man says as He speeds up His thrusting. His balls were battering brutally against Momo's clit as She moaned out in pleasure. Feeling His cock begin to fill Her cunt. Seemingly spraying endlessly as He slowly finishes inside Her before resting His sweaty face against the nape of Her neck as He slowly kisses it. A revolting sensation that would've made Her vomit if it wasn't for the fact that the people who ran this place gave Her drugs that prevented Her from doing so.  "That was so fucking good..." The man breathes out as He slowly pulls Himself out, spraying a few lines of cum across Momo's lower back. Stopping only to slide disgusting slimy cock in-between Her buttcheeks to fully relieve Himself before stepping back and delivering a slap to Her rear. "I'll definitely be back for You later, slut!" The man says as the hostess hands Him a towel to wipe down His face and walks off. Finally, Momo was alone, if only for a moment, as She relaxed on the plush leather block. They had Her bound on. Metal arms attached to Her wrists and ankles kept Her still while also being able to move Her in whatever way the next client wanted.  However, Her relaxation was soon cut short as She felt the Hostess' hand rub some of the client's cum off from Her rear. "Good job, honey." The hostess whispers into Her ear, causing Momo to fidget and let out a whimper through Her gag. "Shhh, Shhh, it's ok, here, let Me help You." The hostess says, almost comfortingly, as She steps back behind Momo.  She couldn't see what She was doing but soon felt a cool yet also warm sensation begin to envelop Her well-used pussy. After being used so many times, the ache She felt began to slowly fade away as She let out a breath of exhaustion.  And in the meantime, while She waited for another client to come over to Her eventually, She turned and watched as some sexual deviant held Jirou in a full nelson. The musician's face was twisted into a horrible grimace as the muscled figure behind Her held Her legs up and fucked His cock back and forth in and out of Jiro's ass. "Knew You were a tight ass on the show! But this is amazing!" The man grunts out as His balls slap the bottom of Her pussy. Jirou sings out in a mixture of pleasure and pain as the man uses Her like an onahole. "Such a fuckin' prude. How come You never let Kaminari or Mineta smash, huh?" The man asks, grunting as He increases His movements while Momo's eyes widen in horror. The possibility of more of Her classmates being used like this only made the agony only made Her feel even worse as She wished that this was all just a bad nightmare and that She would wake back up in Her dorms, safe and sound. Momo was soon snapped back to reality. She found Herself in as She hears a voice deep yet also young say, "TREY! THEY HAVE MOMO!" Followed up by a second voice, presumably the aforementioned Trey, saying, "NO FUCKING WAY!" As She hears a pair of footsteps approach Her from behind. "Fuck, She's just as hot as She was in the show." Trey goes on to comment. A concept Momo couldn't wrap Her head around in the limited times of levity She was granted while She was kept there. "Hello, boys.~" She hears the silky voice of the Hostess say. "You wanna have some fun with Creati?" The hostess then asks.  "Fuck yeah, dude!" She hears the first voice say, followed by the recognizable sound of Them paying for Her services.  Momo then feels a pair of hands plant Themselves on Her rear and give Her a good squeeze. "Dude, She feels just as soft as She looked in the show.~" The first voice says, followed by another pair of hands planting Themselves on Her rear. "Your so fucking right, Parker! God, I just wanna fuck Her already!" Trey responds as He sticks a few fingers in Her pussy, causing Her to moan. "She's already so fucking wet! What's a fucking slut!" Trey goes on to say.  "Ah, come on, man, You got pussy first last time." The first voice, now named Parker, says, sounding disappointed. "But You got to fuck Shanti's ass when You knew I wanted to tap that first." Trey responds. "Fuck, You did, didn't You? Play You for it?" Parker offers. "Alright!" Trey accepts as They begin to play rock, paper, scissors for the right of who gets to fuck Momo's pussy first, a thought that horrified Her to no end along with everything else in this place. Soon enough, Parker won the game. "Fuck yeah! Aight' get out the fuckin' way." Parker cheers as He lines Himself up with Momo's pussy. His engorged head pressed up against Her pussy as Momo quickly discovered He was un-circumcised.  "Fine, I've been wanting to fuck this cunt's mouth ever since She opened Her fucking mouth." Trey says as He steps in front of Momo, finally allowing Her to get a good view of Him. From what She saw, He seemed to be just a little bit older than Her, with a slobbish yet also strong-looking physique that made Her think He played sports or at the very least worked out.  He was honestly quite handsome as He took off His backward baseballs cap and brushed some of His hair off to the side before putting it back on. But with the added context with what was going on and what He was about to do as He pulled down His short to reveal His fourteen-inch-long cock, Momo could only look up at Him with pure fury as She wished She could bite through Her ring gag. Which only makes Him laugh. "Sorry, cunt, You weren't scary on the show, and You sure as hell aren't now." He says with a chuckle as He begins to line His cock up with Momo's mouth. "Fuck, here We go..." She hears Parker mutter behind Her, slowly pushing His head into Her pussy before slamming the rest inside. His hairy hips collided against Momo's plump rear as She lurches forward, mouth first onto Trey's cock. The salty and sour taste of sweat and old cum filled Her mouth as She retched and gagged around it, getting a good laugh out of both of Them as Trey grabbed Her by the ponytail while Parker began to slam back and forth into Momo's pussy.  The repeated use of Her pussy from countless clients had made Momo hope that sooner or later, Her body would get used to the feeling of being used so commonly. But thanks to whoever held Her captive there, various drugs and ointments applied to Her groin made sure She remained as tight, and snug as She was when She first started. So as Parker went to work, fucking Her pussy with such reckless abandon, She couldn't help but let out a low moan escape from Her mouth no matter how hard She tried to fight it.   "Dude, I think, Ngh, I think She likes it!" Trey says as He pulls Momo's head back and forth across His cock by His grip on Her ponytail. "Her throat gets, like, really tight when You fuck Her like that." Trey adds on, His thick and musky balls slapping Her chin as He thrusts into Her face.  "Really? Rgh, Cause She's tight as hell back here. Fuck!" Parker responds as He delivers a slap to Her ass, Her plump rear rippling from the strike as Momo lets out a cry. The slap, while still hurting, also had the unintended effect of pleasuring Her. "DAMN! I think She REALLY liked that!" Parker responds with a laugh as He delivers more strikes to Momo's rear, causing Her to repeatedly jump and lurch forward deeper onto Trey's cock.  "Keep doing that! Her throat squeezes Me like a pussy when You hit Her like that!" Trey says as He speeds up His, thrusting into Momo's face. At the same time, Parker obliges His request as He strikes Her ass even harder, making Momo cry out in pleasured shame while pumping His cock even harder into Her. Stopping His assault if only for a moment to get a good grip on Momo's ass, squeezing the warm and now red tanned flesh in-between His calloused hands. His thumb even begins to poke and prod into Her asshole.  Their speed increased as They worked Themselves up to orgasm. Trey jerked Himself off with Momo's face while Parker's hips battered against Momo's. His thick balls clapped over Her clit as He wailed a few more slaps down on Her rear, panting it a soft red as He groans to Himself, getting Himself close for what was about to happen. "Fuck! I'm about to cummmmm..." Trey groans out as He practically hunches over Momo's face. "Wonder what... Ngff... Kinds of shit... Hu... You'll be able to make... Ngrah! AFTER EATING THIS!" Trey groans as He holsters Himself one last time and begins to cum down Her throat. Momo struggles to get out of His grip but cannot as Trey maintains His grip on Her ponytail. At the same time, behind Her, Parker speeds up His thrusting. "Fuck... Damnit... Time to go... Ngf... Even further beyond... Grm... PLUS ULTRA!!!" Parker says as He slams His hips forward a few more times, knocking Her back further against Trey's grasp as She retches and sputters out bits of cum as He slowly begins to fill Her pussy. She could even feel His balls twitch slightly against Her clit as He pounds a few more lines of cum out of His cock and directly into Her cunt. All were adding up to Momo shamefully orgasming across Parker's cock as She sprays out a jet of juices. For a moment, the three of Them stay entirely still as They recover from Their orgasms. With Trey being the first one to pull out of Momo's throat, spurting a few gooey lines across Her disgusted features as She gags on the salty taste now prevalent across Her taste buds. "Fuck, that was good..." Trey breathes out with a sigh, wiping some of the perspiration from His forehead as He steps back. "Your god damn right about that!" Parker says as He begins to slide out of Her pussy, giving Her a farewell slap on Her rear, and watches amused as some of His cum spurts out as a result. Then, presumably turning to the Hostess, Parker then asks, "Yo! How much time do We have left?" "Since You ordered the bronze deal, You have about fifteen minutes left." The hostess responds. "SPLFIFTEEN MIUUSS!?" Momo asks aloud, horrified that the dynamic duo had that much time after already doing so much to Her as They get an amused laugh out of Her reaction. "Alright, that should be enough time for another round, I guess." Trey says. "Sounds good to Me." Parker responds before adding, "I'm takin Her tits." "That's cool. I think I'm gonna take Her asshole." Trey says, making Momo groan at the mention of Her lesser trained hole as Then then hears Him turn to the hostess. "Can You... Um..."  "Right away, Sweetie." The hostess says as She does something that causes the metal arms attached to Her legs to pull Them out from under Her and spread Them before the metal arm around Her waist turn Her around so that She's facing up.  "Awesome!" Parker says as He steps over Her torso, allowing Momo to get a good look at the man who had used Her pussy. Like Trey, Parker was also of a muscular yet slobbish build as He hunched over tits. The hostess then strolls over and hands Him a bottle of lube. "Just standard procedure, sir." The hostess simply says as He happily takes the bottle and squirts its contents on Her breasts before quickly slathering it in.  At the same time, She also feels a small tube enter Her ass, making Her eyes shoot open as Her body goes rigid. Momo squirms as She feels the tube begin to fill Her ass with lube before being removed. Followed by the presence of a cock head replacing it. The lube alleviates any struggle that might've come as Trey slowly slides Himself in and groans from the tight warm, velvety pleasure. "Oh god, I'm in heaven..." Trey says before chuckling at what He said.  "These tits are fucking amazing!" Momo says as She looks up at Parker's drooling face as He mauls at Her tits. Slowly sliding Himself in and out between Them. "No wonder Mineta always wants to get a handful." Parker says as He thrusts His hips faster. The slick wet sounds add to the already general cacophony of copulation around Them as He works His cock in and out from Momo's tits. Trey quickly finds Himself a rhythm as He tries to keep Himself from busting right then and there as He feels Momo's asshole stretch and contract around Him. His rear flexes as He works Himself as hard as He can into fucking Momo's puckered anus. "Nmphm... Dude... I think I'm in... Grmmm... LOVE!" Parker grunts, slightly shouting as Momo groans from the tight, sore, and worst of all pleasurable feeling building from Her core. Her head tilts back and dangles back as She's treated to the horrible few of Mina Ashido being fucked from behind by a group of guys wearing U.A branded jackets.  Questions and more flooded Her mind as She saw one particularly tall man pulling Mina's head back by Her horns. Her face locked into a look of shock, pleasure, and horror. Tears streamed down Her face as She let out a series of moans and cries while the group of men cheered Their friend on as He pumped His hips back and forth into Mina's. Why had They been brought there? Why were all these people doing this to Them? They were only heroes, for god's sake! They didn't even know anyone who would've tried to hurt Them, let alone like this! They only wanted to help people when They decided to join U.A, and now They were set up as sex toys for countless lines of twisted individuals? What kind of monster would put Them through all of this? The duo soon tore Momo's attention back to Her current situation as Parker began pinching and twisting at Her nipples, nearly to an almost unbearably painful degree, as She looked up at Parker's nearly sadistic-looking face. "Be careful with the Girl's sir." She hears the Hostess' voice cut through the madness. Her once friendly and seductive demeanor drops slightly as Parker backs off. Still pinching Her nipples but not to the level He was going before. And while Momo would've been more than grateful, She still held an endless supply of distaste towards the woman along with all the other hostesses' in the place for being the wardens of Their torture.  However, while Parker might've been calmed from going TOO FAR, He still continued to ride across Momo's chest. Shoving His disgusting cock in and out of Her tits with no regard to Momo's own self. And even just the sight of watching the head of His cock poke out towards Her face from between Her tits only made things worse as She felt Trey's grip dig deeper into Her legs as He pulled Her against Him. Her once delicate and un-touched asshole was now occupied by one of countless cocks at that point. And as the days passed by, the longer She spent there, Momo knew it would be far from the last until They had no use for Her. "TOO, TOO, TOO, TOO, TOO, TOO!" Trey exhales with each thrust as He pummels Momo's tight asshole. Trey gives in to the pleasure as He pushes Himself farther against Her as hard as He could. His thick and cum filled balls slapped against Her ass as He also bounced His hips off of Her's like a trampoline. Coming down harder and harder each time, He lets loose another brutal thrust after the other.  Each of Their bodies, now soaked with a thick layer of sweat, all worked in tandem with each other as the two ravaged Momo's body. "FUCK!" Parker curses out as the tip of His cock leaks out a steady stream of pre down to Momo's chest. Slathering it in a warm fluid as Momo knew that was only a preview of what was to come. The aroma of which, combined with the bitter taste of cum still filled in Her mouth, only deepened Momo's misery as She wished to be out of the hell She found Herself in. Both the movements of Trey and Parker soon reached a peak as They finally approached Their limits. Rocking and rutting Momo back and forth as They held no issue pounding out the rest of the cum They could give the hero turned whore. "F-FuuCK, NRMPM, GET READY FOR A PEARL NECKLESS YOU RICH HERO BITCH!" Parker roars as She looks down and sees the once steady stream of pre-cum pick up before ultimately erupting into a cum filled explosion that covers Her face and neck. Pooling down Her face as Momo's left to breath in the cum stink that came afterward. "MRRMMMMAAAAGGGHHHH!" Trey moans out as He also begins to cum. Latching one last thrust into Momo's asshole. He tries to slide in as far as He can go as His cock ejaculates deep inside Her. Momo's long and curvy legs twitch and squirm as She feels the warm substance filling Her before He begins slowly pull out and allow a small yet steady stream of cum to start leaking out of Her twitching pucker slowly. "Fuck, that was amazing!" Trey says as He slowly pulls up His pants as Parker climbs off Momo's chest. "Damn right it was!" Parker responds as He high-fives Trey. Celebrating Their total violation of a once-proud hero. But as They begin to finally leave, Trey turns around and says, "See You later Momo." Before They fade away in the crowd of aroused freaks and monsters, all of which began to notice that Momo was back open for business.   

Chapter 0 - Miss Evie Swipes Right

In her car, Evie checked her makeup, applying one more coat of “call-girl red” to her lips. Over the years she’d found that men could never resist her mouth with that shade on. Before getting out she checked over her body again. She’d mercilessly scrubbed with sugar before leaving, shaved from every angle. She immediately frowned at the teddy she had on. The silky material felt wonderful against her skin, but it was not nearly as sexy as she wanted. All of her really fun clothes were still in storage. This would have to do, but maybe she could make it just a bit more enticing. With a tug of the top hem, she pulled out her breasts, letting the material give her a little extra lift. Not good enough, she thought, and raised the tips of her thumbs and forefingers to her tongue where she wet them. Taking both nipples between her fingertips, she leaned back in her seat and started to roll the pink flesh over and over, enticing the blood to rush to them so that they grew hard. Her lips parted and she allowed herself a gasp of delight. By the time she got to the hotel room, Evie’s pussy was aching for strange cock. No sooner had her online date closed the door than her trench coat hit the floor, revealing her baby doll, thong, and fishnet stockings; an act she almost immediately regretted. He smiled deviously at her, his eyes flicking to the side. Standing atop a tripod was a video camera pointed right at her, the small red light flashing away, as if winking “hello” to her exposed breasts. “What’s that for?” she asked pretending she’d never made porn with her lovers before, which was partially true,… she’d never done it on a first date. Then again, this wasn’t really a date, was it? “You didn’t say anything about cameras.” “You said you wanted to be dominated by a stranger. The last thing I need is to give you what you asked for just to end up having the cops come pounding on my door with allegations that I raped someone.” He looked at the door purposefully. “You can always leave if it makes you uncomfortable.” He said it so forcefully that it felt like a command, one that she almost followed. Before she could gather up the tatters of her dignity lying on the floor and flee the situation, she found herself ensnared by his dark eyes. It wasn’t so much a trance because he wasn’t looking into her eyes. Instead, he was looking at her, appraising her. Subconsciously, she sucked in on her tummy, pressed her breasts out, and pouted her lip as he assessed. His smoldering eyes traced along her body like searching fingertips, pausing at her nipples, then again at the junction of her thighs. Suddenly she became quite aware of the mound of her pussy framed in by crotchless panties, the nearly frosty hotel air conditioner air licking across her exposed lips. Lips that she’d already gotten glistening wet. Lips that were also exposed to a stranger’s running camera. The responsible teacher in her pleaded with her to demand the memory card and then stomp out in a huff after giving him a good piece of her mind. But the cock starved slut in her said that the only person that would be making any demands that night would be this mysteriously confident man and that she would happily perform any command given to her. Both sides of her personality fought back and forth as he continued his appraisal. Once finished with her front, he gave her a smirk that made her pussy tremble. With a lean of his head he peered as if able to look around her. The slut in her took it as an order and she turned for him, making sure to tilt her ass up as she did. The act of obedience was immediately rewarded with a low, “mmmm.” That’s when another flashing light caught her eye. Off to the side, by the bed sat another camera. Oh God, what am I doing here? The schoolmarm chided. I can just see the news now, ‘Local school teacher caught having sex with strangers in new viral video.’ As if reading her mind, she heard his voice come from behind, closer now. “Yes, there are two more cameras running. Like I said, if you don’t like it, leave. You can have a copy if you like, and if they show up anywhere you can sue me for everything I have.” His breath came heavy on her neck. He was nearly on top of her. “But something tells me you’ll cum harder knowing that they’re on.” She gasped, half wanting him to make the decision for her, throwing her onto the bed and fucking her into submission. It’s not like he hasn’t seen you already, you dumb slut. You sent him nudes for Christ’s sake. She felt the weight of his presence as he leaned in over her shoulder, hot air kissing her earlobe as he passed to be even with her. “Now either pick up your shit and go, or get what you came here for.” The schoolmarm inside her desperately clutched to a moan, not wanting to give up anything else, not until she could be certain. Don’t moan. Don’t let him know. If he knows it’s all over, she pleaded with herself. But she was so focused on grasping onto the moan that she lost track of other things. Rather than moaning, it escaped as a squeak when she realized that her inner slut had slowly arched her back, until her ass pressed firmly against the stranger. “Yes please,” she breathed. His right hand slithered around her waist, up her midline, and across to her opposite breast. Three fingers cupped it; supporting the prize the way Adam must have held the forbidden fruit in the Garden of Eden just before plucking it from the branch. Not to be left out, his index finger flicked slowly, back and forth, across her nipple like a serpent’s tongue tasting the air. Perhaps enticed by the sugar scrub she’d given herself before leaving, the forefinger and thumb bit down on her nipple and twisted until it was she that hissed. A serpentine, undulation took hold of her hips and back so that her ass, cheeks pressing in on either side of his bulge, started to stroke him through his thin slacks. The motion brought forth his first sound of approval, a low “mmm” that sent tingles through her body as it reverberated through his chest and into her.

Chapter 4 - The Nightmare Begins (ASHE/AKALI, AKALI/SONA)

What happened to Akali after her first night with Ashe: she submited to the queen. Also it was Sejuani who brought out the whore in Ashe. Back to the present, Akali's plan worked and Sona had to become her cumdump. And at the same time, Ashe just finished deepthroating Sejuani's cock. It really felt like forever trying to get this done. On the bright side, this chapter marked the end of the boring stuff (i hope so). From now on it will be all about raping and breaking. --- 3 months ago, Ashe’s place. Ashe effortlessly carried Akali in her arms and walked towards the wall. The small girl didn't understand what that was for, and couldn't form a single coherent line of thought either, as there was a cock ramming up her asshole and knocked her prostate with every step Ashe made, and the ninja let out sultry moans everytime, still too sleepy to hold it in. Her dick swung up and down as she was gradually pulled back to the concious state. That was when she found herself and Ashe standing right in front of the mirror, and Akali blushed at how vulgar the sight was, as her - the Fist of Shadow, the chosen assassin of Kinkou - was getting impaled by a Freljord's cock twice as big as hers. Behind her, Ashe enjoyed looking at every bit of the Ionian slave choking on her shame, and the queen licked her juicy cocksucking lips satisfiedly at her fine work as the thrustings repeated. Akali wanted to cover her face, couldn't stand to look at her proud self getting reduced to this powerless and submissive state, but Ashe saw that coming, and she was faster to act. Just as Akali managed to free her arms, the Freljord queen bent her torso forward, making Akali fall onto the mirror and thus she had to hold onto the surface. The sudden fall had startled her and washed any bit of sleepiness left. Now she was staring at her own expression. Her face... "You like that face of yours? The face of a whore who needs nothing but some prostate stimulation for her miserable dick, if i have to name it." "No, i-i'm not..." "Not what? Not a slave to my dick? Hm? Should i stop and let you go home then? Just give the word." was what Ashe said, but down below, she lifted Akali up until only her glans was inside. And then? She loosened her grip on the small girl's legs, letting gravity handle the rest. "Aaaaaarghhhh!!" Akali screamed to her own mirror image, tears welled up in her eyes as her body convulsed, her ass swayed crazily, trying to shake off the agonizing sensation deep inside her bowels. Her sanity hold her that it was something she would never want to experience again. Her sense of dignity yelling to her that she couldn't allow anyone to treat like that. And yet... it felt like that pain almost brought her to cum, and the burning animal desire in her was craving another push. "What's wrong? Cat got your tongue?" The queen taunted her bottombitch as she continued plowing the small fuckhole with long, hard and deep thrusts. The erotic sound of their balls and flesh smacking against each other was a worm slipping into Akali's ears, feasting on the very last bits of pride left in her. Akali's hands turned into fists, not from anger, but from the straining resistance. Even though the situation wasn't in her favor, Akali still wanted to fight back. She had to, or everything she was taught, everything she had achieved, all the effort of her life would become nothing, and she would lose her way back forever. "Not fair... At least... at least give me some rest..." Seriously though, she was the prodigy chosen by Kinkou, who always completed her assassinations without even getting a single scratch. And now she had difficulty asking a woman to stop fucking her ass? Was there even the need to struggle that much in the first place? "Oh? So it was actually my dick that got your tongue?" Ashe leaned next to her head and whispered "Pathetic". Akali almost turned back and was about to say something to defend herself, but the queen let out a warm breath and the rough and sticky serpent tongue swirled on her ear, wriggled inside. And thus what managed to leave the whore's mouth were actually ragged moans and a dangling tongue dripping of spit. The ninja was too weak to do anything not from her primal instinct as the sensation felt like it assaulted her brain directly. "Then how about this?" Ashe pulled out completely, her hands grabbed Akali's ass and lifted it up to the mirror so the ninja could look at her ruined hole. The queen didn't even spread it out, and yet Akali couldn't recognize her own asshole anymore. It gaped wide, as if it could fit her fist if she wanted. Lost its privileged tightness and with nothing to block the entrance, the fuckhole "breathed", opened and closed itself slightly and continuously as cold air rushed its way in, triggered a strange feeling which made her shudder. No, no, no... Don't do this... Put it in again... Please! "If you want it, work your ass and tighten that hole like you really mean it. Or you will never get a single fuck from me again, literally. And believe me when i say that you can never get off to any smaller cock with a hole that loose." Akali shivered and she could tell that her asshole just pulsed at the thought, betrayed her for Ashe to see. But that didn't matter, because the agonized look in her eyes was clear as day. "Seju can help with that, though i'm pretty sure she's just into wild whores. And i can tell you will never be one of them." ... ... ... "Please... Let me have it..." "Mmhmm." Ashe mumured with her eyes still fixated on Akali's lips. She was amused, though not satisfied yet. "Please... stuff it back... inside me!... My hole feels so empty without it! Please fill me up! Make me whole!" "I had expected better, but at least you tried. Here's your reward!" Akali had no idea how strong a Freljord was. Not until Ashe lifted her legs up high again, swiftly embraced them and her torso together. Down below, the Forst Archer stabbed her arrowdick into the gaping hole without the need to realign herself. Just pure marksmanship. But it didn't mean that there was no damage done. "Ouhhhhhhhhh!!! Fuuuuuuuuck!!" Akali could do nothing but howl as shock and pain wrecked her innards and her body convulsed, fruitlessly tried to break free. She could almost tell that more of her most taboo place was invaded, though couldn't say for sure, and couldn't have any moment to rest either. Ashe, for a mere second savouring the anguished look on her slave's face, continued the feast. Akali tried to inhale, though it felt like air just wouldn't fill her lungs. Unable to match with the rhythm of the battering ram, she was caught in between trying to take a breath and feeling that air was pushed out of her lungs when that thick, 9-inch-long dong drilled its way inside. This time, all the way inside. It did not take long for the assassin to reach her limit and came. Yet she was too caught up in the orgasmic agony to notice, because the queen wouldn't stop until she had her fun. As Akali's orgasm passed, the burning pleasure she felt gradually faded. But it was not pain that did the replacement. She just felt numb. Her sphincter gave up on biting down, her rectum stopped throbbing and became more loose. Which was a bit disappointing for the queen. But she was getting close too, and there was more pleasure now that she knew she got what she came for. The ninjaslut's expression was filled with bliss. Akali threw her head back, her vision was vivid as her eyes fluttered, her tongue lolled out aimlessly while she gaped for air like a dog on a hot summer day. And even with a mouth opened that wide, Ashe could notice the strongest proof: a faint smile. The arrogant assassin was broken. Just like she had been. *** Not long before the Valoran invasion which took place 6 months ago, Ashe came to meet Sejuani face to face with another offer: a war just between themselves. Whoever won would assume leadership of both Avarosan and Winter's Claw. Needless to say, the loser would be as good as dead, but Sejuani added another term: executed before the very eyes of their people as a lesson. Even though turning her back from a fight was never considered an option for Sejuani, she had already known there was no way she could lose to such a feeble leader. And Ashe, as both her dignity and the dream to unite the Freljord were crushed just like her ribs, couldn't do anything but whine and shriek in terror as the younger but bigger and stronger Freljord stripped themselves naked and presented the uncut shecock dangling to the knees, 5 inches longer than her own and nearly twice as thick. Sejuani knew no mercy and raped her raw. Ashe's screams fell on the deaf ears of the North's heartless night until her throat hurt as much as being burned. And in the moment that pain was numbed by the viscous amount of hot cum pumped directly into her guts, she finally learned: the Freljord had no place for weakness. In the end, Sejuani let her crawl back to her tribe with a sore asshole which could fit 2 arms inside at that time. Days later, her wounds healed nicely, her sphincter regained some of the tightness it lost in the ordeal, yet the scars in her soul wouldn't stop aching. For the first time in her life, she felt the need to stroke her cock to release the pent up libido, to force her fingers up her dirty hole, and then eventually even her whole fist, as she reminisced the way Sejuani used her like a cocksleeve. And came so hard she uncontrollably spurted jizz onto her face as the conqueror's words echoed in her mind... "YOU ARE EVEN LOWER THAN A WHORE, ASHE! AT LEAST A WHORE CAN CONTINUE MY BLOODLINE!!" Sejuani was supposed to lead her warband to Avarosan and seize control soon, much to Ashe's anticipation, yet that day didn't come as the news that Valoran was attacked shaked them both. Even now, Ashe couldn't understand why Sejuani had chosen to spare her. And even as they reunited in the League, she had neither the time nor mood to ask because she was too occupied with pleasuring the inferior's cock eagerly. In their first encounter, when Sejuani walked up to her with a taunting grin, she just slowly got on her knees, her hands just shakingly wandered to the bigger dickgirl's crotch with both afraidness and excitement, eyes looking up, waiting for a nod of approval. And then, she had it. Maybe she was not worth killing. Maybe it was no longer neccessary now that she had learned the lesson. Maybe Sejuani wanted to see her killing herself in shame and disgrace. Or maybe Sejuani saw the only good thing in her: being a cocksleeve to cool down the boiling blood of war. A royal cumdump made from the so-called queen of Avarosan, which would give elevated entertainment and pleasure for the strongest and most brutal heroes. *** "YOU ARE EVEN LOWER THAN A WHORE! AT LEAST A WHORE CAN CONTINUE MY BLOODLINE!!" And with that, andrenaline rushed to Ashe's brain and triggered her climax, copious loads of milky cockjuice swelled up in her cum vein along the underside until they exploded, flooded into Akali's digestive system, adding extra heat and pressure on her prostate. Her brain was fried by the sensation, her aching half-erect cock swung madly, as if it was trying to extract some of the thick butter stored inside its owner's guts, to relieve the crampedness which stretched the flat belly slightly outwards. Her eyes already rolled to the back of her skull and her mouth babbled "My ass... So full... Would never... close again... Hehh...". Spunk only started dripping down when the meaty prick in Akali's wrecked passage slowly grew more and more flaccid. As Ashe pulled out, it slided on the Ionian's sensitive prostate one last time, which made the O-ring instinctively tightened itself, not enough to keep the massive sausage inside, but enough to make a wet *Plop!* as the mushroom fell out and wet cum farts followed, made Akali shudder. The tingling sensation of feeling hot yogurt gradually leaving her angry red insides and replaced by cool air helped Akali regain her conciousness. The first thing she noticed was the mirror. Even though she hadn't got much left after last night's fuck session, the orgasm proved to be so intense that her juice was shot straight onto the mirror, right at the part which reflected her face. As if the sight was telling herself that she had stained her own face again. A part of her wished to know how it would feel to actually get warm, thick semen sprayed on every part of her body. To be bathed in it. "Now that. Is one hell of a ride." Ashe sighed satisfiedly. Too sore and spent to keep Akali in her arms, she dropped the bitch down on her feet. However, the brual fuck session seemed to be a little bit too brutal, because the ninja stumbled and fell on all four. How convenient, now i don't have to pin her down. The Freljord queen reached down, took her hair in hand and lifted her face up. Seeing the monstrous thing, Akali knew what she had to do. Even though she still didn't have much knowledge on how to please a cock with her mouth, it looked easier this time. Now that she fell in love with it. The slender hands grabbed on the whole length with care, gave it some gentle strokes as she lifted it up, already well lubricated by its own milk. Akali moved closer, until her face brushed on the hairy ballsack. The smell of sweat flooded her nostrils, so strong and alluring that it left her mind reeling. And how did Akali react? She opened her mouth and carefully suckled on one of them. Warm and throbbing. When it was in, she moved her tongue around, pushed it to a side until it stretched her mouth outwards, and sucked the meatball until it blocked her throat. Then let go and repeated with the other one. "Good slut..." Ashe stretched her arms and fixed her own messy hair, enjoyed the warm wetness which made her genitals shiver. "Haaaaaaahh..." Akali finished and let go of the ballsack and caught her breath. Its dark, rough skin was soaked, its hair dripped saliva. She wanted to take a look at her own work too, so she lifted Ashe's dong up from her face. Yes, its entire length was placed on her face all along when she did the ball worshipping. Now it was time for the main course. Akali gave it a long lick, starting from the bottom. The tip of her tongue pressed hard on the cum pipe as she swept on the underside of the prick, while her delicate fingers were working on the plump veins. She wanted to drain every last bit of gooey sperm out of it, and as she reached the glans, her tongue smacked on the pee hole, then her mouth slurped on everything there was to suck on. Without further ado, the assassin- no, the whore, proceeded to insert the meaty shaft in her mouth for a taste. More and more filled her, until it pushed on her throat. If the queen's testicles were warm, this delicious sausage was burning hot, marinated with tasty sweat and cum. And her own asshole too. "Humm?" Akali almost puked when she realized what she was doing. When she was still panicly deciding what to do, Ashe already made the call for her, grabbed her head but didn't thrust any more length inside, just retained the position. Oh, this was another step in the "How to bring out the whore inside a person" process: make her go ass to mouth. And when it came to breaking someone, Ashe was always willing to lend a helping hand. Or sometimes even an arm. Or two. "Don't stop now... I like what you're doing... And you will, too..." Ashe caressed her toy's face and hair, trying to calm her down with an almost affectionate voice. "Very soon, i guarantee..." After a short while of regaining composure, Akali decided to go with it. It's too late to go back now. The ninja tried to dismiss her voice of common sense that she was sucking on a thing which was deep inside her asshole just minutes ago, to focus on the task at hand. Or at mouth, to be exact. It was easier to get the shaft deeper down her throat now that it wasn't hard enough to hurt the back of her mouth, yet it was also that same lack of erection that prevented it from going any further down. Realizing that it was all the length she could stuff inside herself, Akali began working with her tongue and throat. Her tongue ran up and down around the shaft, passing her bubbling saliva everywhere on it, dissolved the drying cum. Then Akali dragged it out to show Ashe the messy mixture on her dong and in the whore's mouth. And then swallowed everything down her gullet. "Oh yes... Good girl... Hmm... Yes, yes... just like that...". For Ashe, the second best place to stick her cock into after a good buttsex was a throat which could choke on it, embrace it with the squishy, warm surface painted with drools. When the girldick was pushed a little bit too deep inside, which triggered a tight squeeze by Akali's gag reflex on its glans, Ashe moaned with her tongue out at the heavenly sensation. Did the whore notice her fetish, she wondered. When Akali swallowed everything down with a loud Gulp and wiped her mouth, Ashe's meat shaft was as clean as new. And it was slowly standing erect again. The whore watched with glee in her eyes as Ashe swayed her hips and the meaty appendage smacked on her cheek. And down below, her own dick was also so hard it hurt, and her rectum ached, begging to be abused again by a shecock as big as her own arm. So Akali lay down on her back, pulled her legs up high, and stretched her ruined hole with both hands... *** The present, Akali's place. "Another round, shall we? The night is still young." It looked like Akali already had a plan prepared for her, even though she had just been woken up. Sona felt hands squeezing her plump ass, guiding her toward. A few steps ahead and they were in front of a wardrobe, and Akali's voice ordered her to put her hands on its mirror. But why a mirror? Well, Akali just wanted to be in Ashe's place. Wanted to be the winner for the very first time. Her thoughts were cut short when Akali slipped a thumb inside her rectum like a worm, lurking and digging its way inside. Her sphincter instinctively twitched and squeezed the intruder, with a small amount of undeniable excitement. It glided and pushed on one side after another of the flesh wall. And then the other thumb slided in. They both started to violently mess with her insides, and Sona's legs felt weak, as the sensation of every single touch spread to her nerves like waves. Oh God, this could become a bad habit. And Akali hadn't touched her prostate yet! Just as sudden as the moment the thumbs went in, they retreated switly and proceeded to spread her buttcheek wide, and Akali's cock filled in the empty space. The size was perfect for Sona to feel just a tiny bit of pain, but that too was soon replaced by ever-growing pleasure. Behind her, Akali's hands started wandering on her body, groping the delicious fat on her chest and stomach. The mute girl was actually surprised. When Akali told her that she wanted to have sex, Sona thought Akali would use her for her own liking. Yet it looked like the ninja really did pay attention to her pleasure. Akali gave a few slaps, only hard enough to make Sona squeal mutedly and her butt jiggle in return. While it was first embarassing to have Akali staring and violating her meaty fatsack from behind, it was getting better and better that she couldn't care about that anymore. The debased noise and sensation of fat agaisnt meat turned them both into bitches in heat. Soon Sona began pistoning her own ass in rhythm with the assassin's. Akali knew that this was the sign, and she decided to go all out. Lifting Sona's leg up high and grabing the chubby by the shoulder, she plowed with all her might. Stronger. Deeper. Faster. If Akali's shecock had only glided on the mute girl's prostate before, now with this position her meat prick was slamming on Sona's most erogenous zone directly and triggered the cock milking instinct in the submissive bitch. Her pucker and flesh wall squeezed madly on the sausage, refused to let go of the sweet crampedness. Sona didn't hold back anymore. She turned her head around, looked directly into her fucker's eyes. And begged for her own pleasure. It was almost ironic that this was also the first time she looked into the face of her colleague. "Right there! Yes! Harder, please! I'm gonna cum!" "You want to cum?" "Yes!" "You want to ejaculate with your pathetic kid dick?" "Yes! Yes! Please, i want to cum with my pathetic cock! Please, i beg you!" If there was dignity in Sona, Akali couldn't detect any bit of it in the melodic voice as Sona withdrew one hand from the mirror and jerked herself shamelessly with two fingers. Like a real bottombitch. For a mere second, there was a sly smirk on Akali's face. I won. And it was also the very thing that helped her reach her own orgasm. "You're mine!" Sona couldn’t think what that was supposed to mean, when they both came at the same time and constant waves of pleasure reached her and her dick felt so hot as it ejaculated. Hardly anything came out but droplets of watery sperm, but this was by far the best orgasm she ever had since there was a cock pumping cum in her ass too, and Sona doubted she would be able to satisfy herself with just her fingers anymore. Oh, how could she ever dream of giving Caitlyn pleasure if all she was just a slut with a small dick and loved having one stuffed in her asshole? If only it was bigger-Owww! Akali became violent all of a sudden. She howled like mad while smacking on Sona's big buns right and left with her free hand in frenzy and thrusted even harder, trying to send her seeds as deep inside as possible. Marking Sona as her property. Both sets of Sona’s white asscheeks soon grew bright red. Surely a normal person would scream and moan at the sharp pain, but since Sona was mute, the only sound to be heard was the slapping noise and Akali's cursing. Of course, Akali had known she would hear no screaming. But a whore who doesn't scream while being violated is a whore who doesn't know how to behave. And that thought made Akali angry. The assault became even more intense, and Sona couldn't comprehend what it was all about. But it was less about questioning why Akali suddenly went berserk, and more about wondering what was wrong with her. At first it was pure pain. But then she could feel maddening pleasure and arousal growing somewhere within. And when Akali gave her the hardest slaps ever, tears welled up her eyes as the torture was unbearable. "What... What are you doing...? Stop!" The assassin did stop, but it wasn't from Sona's request. Oh no, she wouldn’t take orders from her cumdump. She was just spent. Finally reached the end of her climax, Akali stopped and let go of Sona's leg, huffed raggedly and then wiped the drools on her chin. She looked at the weak girl who barely managed to stay on her feet with cocky eyes as she turned the lights on. "Let's get this short. You are my cumdump now. Whenever i want your accompany, you will obediently stick out that ass of yours and please me. Sona didn't understand any part of that. "Oh, i guess you're wondering what if you don't obey..." Akali walked to the table nearby... "Well... I think the whole League would get to see THIS." and picked up the camera. Sona didn't remember seeing that thing when she walked into this room. It could only have been placed there after she fell asleep. Akali pressed on some buttons and then showed her the screen. ["You want to cum?" "..." "You want to ejaculate with your pathetic kid dick?" "..." "You're mine!"] Of course no camera could record her telepathic voice, but it wasn't necessary. Because what Sona saw was herself nodding madly at Akaili's questions and then they reached climax together. And she was shocked when she finally understood what it was all about. Why Akali was so nice and easygoing with her. Like a silent pile of rocks, she crumbled, her hands gripped her head with shaking fingers, didn't even bother trying to steal the camera from the cruel ninja and delete that video. The scene was just so satisfying for the ninja. "Heheh... Hahaha! HAHAHAHA!! I did it! You see this, Ashe? I am not your whore anymore! I got a whore for myself...!" She then looked down to the girl whose life was going to be destroyed by her, and consoled her with the most twisting smile possible when she spoke. "Oh, but don't look so sad, my cumdump. This was what you wanted, after all.” Even though Sona's voice was created from her mind, it sounded as if she was crying and choking as she spoke, because she was indeed crying and choking behind her helmet. "What... are you... talking about?..." "Oh, do you really think that i asked you for only one night had i not known that this plan was going to work? I don't like risks. And why was i that confident? Because when you fingered yourself and cum this morning, i saw your face. And i knew whom that face belonged to. I have seen it before after all." Akali paused for a second to reminisce the face she made when Ashe fucked her silly in front of that mirror 3 months ago. "It was the face of a cumdump. Born only to be on the receiving end and to store cum in their stomach, both from the front hole and the back hole. That's what you are. You may say that you're not, but in fact you just don't know about it and you’re still not ready to accept it. And thats why i will help you with that." There wasn't much to say about what happened next. Akali allowed her to go home after having her phone's number so she would serve the assassin whenever she was needed. Finally felt secure at her place again, Sona just threw herself on bed and cried like a little girl. She couldn't remember how long she remained like that, until sleepiness - the only temporal means to escape the harsh reality - eventually overcame her consciousness. *** Same time, Sejuani's place. While Ashe felt fine with bringing pretty much anyone she fucked to her own mansion before the very eyes of her maids, she could never do the same thing with the Winter's Claw's leader. Now was not the right time for her people to know. So whenever she needed Sejuani to fuck her, it would take place at anywhere but her mansion. Well, not that they minded. *Slurp...* *Slurp...* *Chwah!...* The wet and erotic sound escaped Ashe's lips as she was carressing Sejuani's sensitive glans, lapped and suckled the little babybatter left from the intense deepthroat. And even after making it completely clean, she couldn't stop worshipping it. Even though they both knew nothing would come out anytime soon, Ashe couldn't help herself. Just like how you want to keep sucking breasts like a baby despite knowing no milk will come out. For the Freljord queen, admiring the details of this beauty and feeling it directly with the sensory cells on her tongue were just as delicious as tasting the thick and gooey white cockfluid drained out of it. The most perfect shecock she had ever seen. A tool created by the best sculptor for the best fucker, none could turn their eyes away from the exquisitely emphasized details: A mushroomed head which was meant to break through any cervix and pucker. One big, plump vein from the bottom to the head and several smaller ones running up and down, decorated the slightly curved up shaft, like a saber. And the seath for such a valuable sword was made from a thick layer of dark-toned foreskin to keep it warm from the cold of the North. Her hefty balls were about the size of Ashe's. But they both knew Sejuani's could get bigger, it was just because she didn't want to. In the draconic climate of Freljord, reproduction proved to be quite a challenge. Which was why when they need to mate, it wasn't about two lovers embracing each other on a love bed in private. No, it was about gathering at least 10 healthy women for a shemale to pour her seeds into their babymakers. In a single night. For that very reason, they needed a good amount of sperm in their wombs so it won't die from the cold before accomplishing its missions. And now you know why Freljord dickgirls have big balls with thick skin. Sejuani was truly a creature born from the harshness of the North. "Cut from the ice, shaped in the storms, hardened in the cold", so to say. Both body and mind molded for conquest, she was already an exceptional warrior in youth. A big one too, and so were her genitals. Which was why when she chose to have a warboar, she had her balls restrained, so they wouldn't get any bigger in her development age. It took Ashe's 30 years to look like this, and Sejuani's balls already stopped growing since she was 15. You know the difference. Completely spent, the Freljord conqueror fell on her back onto the bed, her ass still on the edge of it while Ashe was still hypnotizedly cleaning her rod, or more like staining it with her saliva. Oh, to think about the difference in their relationship before and after joining this war. When Ashe's envoys brought the offer of peace to her tribe, she saw the queen as a weakling, unfitted to rule the people of Avarosan, much less defeat Frostguard and unite the Freljord. But now? Now Sejuani saw who exactly the Frost Archer was. All she had to do was to draw her cock out, and the queen would instantly stay on her knees and open her mouth and beg for it. Ashe was not the queen of Freljord. "You are just a queen of whores. Oh, imagine what would happen if Avarosa could see this scene. I wonder was it also her intention to give her precious bow to a slut?" Sejuani mocked the cocksucker, didn't even bother looking at the one she was talking to. Ashe stopped for a mere second, raised her head up. "I will take that as a compliment." The older woman answered with her deep and slutty voice, not even the smallest anger against the offence on both her and the legendary Queen who had saved her life was found in her words. And immediately returned to her duty. *Slurp* *Slurp...* Now the only obstacle left is Lissandra. Hmm, i wonder if she has a cock or a pussy. Maybe i can show everyone her true nature by the same way i did with this whore. "Speaking of sluts... How is your green whore from Ionia doing?" "Oh, you mean Akali? Ran away already. Now i have my dick in Fortune's asshole." "Wait, what? You serious? How come?" Sejuani raised her head up in surprise. Even though Ashe was the best bottombitch ever, her fucking skills had earned her about half the number of bitches in this League. *Slurp...* "I refused to give her cock any pleasure. Ahhh... She was too arrogant and hard headed to learn her place, thinking her pleasure mattered." *Slurp* "Guess i should just let her go." "Why do i feel like you don't really mean it." Knowing that it was not a question, Ashe just smirked back and then continued sucking. But Sejuani already dragged the meat shaft away. "Come on, even i need to sleep." "As you wish, my queen." Ashe climbed onto their bed too and they lay down side by side. Sejuani knew Ashe too well. Too well to know that whatever kind of a person that slut was, she would soon return and beg to suck Ashe's cock again. Or maybe her cock. But Sejuani wasn't into whores not broken by her. She didn't choose Akali in the first place anyway. "So, was that Fortune chick a fine fuck?" "Ah, her pussy was nothing special, but i popped her butt cherry. I recorded her screams in the process, you can never hear something like that anywhere. Oh, her tongue is long too. Felt quite great on my cock." "Mmhmm. " So she's a girl, huh? Guessed as much. Maybe i should ask for a threesome some time later. The Freljord conqueror pulled Ashe closer, their breasts and dicks met, felt warm.  "Good night, Ashe." Then she closed her eyes. Ashe gave the love of her life a gentle kiss on the forehead. "Good night, Seju." Another day would come when the sun rose. Yet none of them knew those "normal" days were coming to an end.

Chapter 1 - A 'Favor' From A Friend.

Up in the sky, The citizens of Mustafa looked up in wonder as the number five hero, Miruko herself, AKA Rumi Usagiyama, Leaped from rooftop to rooftop across the highrises of Mustafa. Her beautiful white hair was flying behind her as she gracefully and effortlessly navigated herself around the city. While some people would say that her speed came from her muscled thighs, It actually came down to her quirk. Which granted her the ability of insane levels of endurance and the strength to quickly and painlessly leap across buildings in a single bound. Which also allowed her always to be the first one to respond when it came to heroing business or simply getting across an entire city as fast as possible. Currently, She was on her way to a villain attack in progress in a lesser populated area of Mustafa. Because of that, Not a lot of heroes patroled in that section of the city. Say for a few closer to the ground heroes. That wasn't to say that they were anything but powerful, Since patrolling a semi-large part of a city with so few numbers wasn't an easy task. But once they started to call out for backup, That's when the government called the big guns in to provide support. And Miruko was leading the charge with a good amount of her fellow heroes having trouble keeping up with her quick pace. Which Miruko didn't really mind seeing as how she preferred to work as a lone-bunny or just alone in general.  Miruko was quickly nearing the area where the villains were causing trouble, With the only damage to the surrounding area being kept at a minimum. Which was something someone like Miruko had to admit was pretty impressive. Raising up a hand to one of her rabbit ears, Miruko activates her communicator as she then says, "Coming up on the location now." While hero work was still and always will be a job, Miruko couldn't deny the excitement building up within herself as she could finally release some stress and tension. Stress and tension that had been slowly building up for the past few weeks and was slowly making her crazy the longer and the more it built up. Say what you will about the best parts of being a hero, Whether it be the fame, Glory, Or the ability to help those in need. But for Miruko, It was just for her to let loose while also benefiting those that needed her help, And right now, She really needed to let loose. But due to her immense strength and abilities, Every option of losing stress usually ended up with her breaking whatever tool she was using or finding it not satisfying enough to help her. Also, Since the villains had gone quiet recently, There hasn't been that much to do. So in a case like this, Miruko wasn't going to pass the opportunity up. Although, Miruko's joy of finally letting loose is soon squashed as she leaps across a building before leaping once more off the side. As she begins to jump down to the city street, She notices one of the villains looking a little more worse for wear. That wasn't too out of the ordinary, Supposedly these guy's have been fighting the local hero population for a while now. No, The thing that ruined any hopes of Miruko letting out some stress was the sight of flying red feathers shooting across the area and carrying civilians to safety while also swarming the villains. "Damn it! Why Him?!" Miruko mentally shouts as she quickly runs over and delivers a kick to a villain that managed to escape from the feathers. Miruko's kick easily knocked him out, Although it provided no satisfaction towards Rumi's stress. "Smug bastard," Miruko grumbles out as she tries to help the best she can with catching any escaping villains. Still, Overall the red feathers took care of everything. Leaving the number five bunny hero to do busy work as she continued to try and help while also staying out of each of the feathers' ways. Soon enough, Most if not everything was taken care of, With the local heroes able to take back control from the villains as they helped the police load them into transport to take them to some local villain prison. Miruko, On the other hand, Was less than happy as she peered over the side of the building at the scene below her. Of course, She was happy that nobody was really hurt. If she wasn't, She'd probably be a villain or at least a psycho. She was mostly just mad at the fact that she didn't really get the chance to do anything and that she was still stressed as hell. So as Miruko continued to look over the edge of the building, When she heard a woosh of air behind her, It didn't take the number five hero long to figure out who it was. While she would've loved to do her usual back and forth banter with him, She wasn't really in the mood. So as the winged hero came up beside her and peered off the side of the building with her, Rumi began to feel her tension begin to rise. "Don't you just love to see it?" Hawks asks in a tone that could be described as either jokingly serious or playful sarcasm. He and Rumi watch as a few heroes manage to put one of the bigger villains into the back of a police cruiser. "Once again, The day is saved by the two heroes who are more than able to assist loading up the villains but choose not to." Hawks says, This time intentionally coming off as sarcastic as he places a hand on Miruko's shoulder. Although, Hawks' sarcasm turns into confusion when Miruko suddenly tears her shoulder out from Hawks' soft grip. "You couldn't just leave a few for the rest of us..." Miruko mutters as she walks away, Only serving to confuse Hawks more than he already was. Hawks never really took Miruko as someone who would look for the glory in fighting villainy. He always just imagined her as someone who did the hero business for more of the thrill of it, Along with being someone who didn't really care for the fame and fortune aspect in general. He had also never really come across this kind of hostility from Miruko, As he usually saw her as someone he had a playful relationship with. "Geez, Sorry, Next time, I'll let the villain attack a few more civilians before you manage to catch up and stop him." Hawks says, More or less in a teasing manner, Thinking that this was the next step in their playful banter. Now slightly irritated with how Hawks was trying to have a back and forth with her, Miruko decides that the best course of action would for her to just leave. "That's not what I meant, you dick." Miruko snarls out as she leaps across to another building. At this point, Just wanting to go home and be alone, As she does so by leaving Hawks more confused than ever. Seeing as how he's never experienced a genuinely angry Miruko, Although Hawks couldn't stop himself from feeling slightly amused by Miruko's frustration. "Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!" Miruko curses aloud as she leaps from roof to roof. "I had one chance, One chance in god knows how long to let out some stress, And you know what happens? It's snatched away by that damn bird." Miruko goes onto think, Although deep down, She knows it's not Hawks' fault, But a part of her was still mad that he did everything himself without letting Her at least fight a few guys. And now she was left to just sit around and wait until the next call comes in about some villains, and who knows how long that would take. "Just get back home and hit the gym or something." Miruko thinks, However, Finding a gym that hadn't banned her from breaking or nearly breaking the equipment was going to prove more than difficult. But as she continues to gracefully leap across each building in Mustafa, Her irritation starts to rise as soon as she senses the presence of a familiar hero. "What do you want, Bird boy?" Miruko asks Hawks, Who was flying alongside her as she ran leaped across the buildings.  She can feel the smirk on Hawks' face as he cocks his head up on top of the palm of his hand. "Well, Seeing as how our polite and friendly conversation ended so soon, I was wondering how you were doing." Hawks says in a way that sounded sarcastic. But Miruko could tell he meant well and genuinely wanted to know how she was doing. Although when your tense and stressed out, You tend to take things a different way. So it isn't really a surprise when Miruko doesn't even turn to face him as she then says, "None of your business." Before picking up her speed to try and get away from Hawks. However, Hawks wasn't the number two hero for nothing, So as Miruko picks up her pace and runs faster, Hawks comes up right next to her once again. This time, He uses his red wings to angle his body upwards as he rests his hands behind his head. "Forgive for not really taking that excuse into consideration." Hawks says as he leans in closer to Miruko's face, Who looks progressively more and more pissed off. "So go ahead. Tell your bestie what's up. I'm all ears." Hawks goes onto joke, Flying a few of his red feathers around Miruko's face, Referencing how his feathers could act as small eyes and ears. This time, Miruko doesn't even respond as she turns her subtle gaze away from Hawks. Causing Hawks to let out an offended gasp that Miruko would've found amusing if he did it any other time than now. "Are you ignoring me?! How dare you! Well, Two can play that game." Hawks says as he puts on an exaggerated huffy and angry face and turns away from Miruko, Although he still continues to fly alongside her.  After a while, Hawks begins to feel bored of Miruko's silence and begins to actually wonder what was up with her. "C'moooon Rumi, What's up with you?" Hawks asks, Still getting no response from the bunny hero. "Y'know, If you don't tell me what's wrong, I'm just gonna start guessing." Hawks says, Managing to get an irritated sigh out of Miruko, Which told Hawks he was on the right track for getting some sort of response from her. He then takes a moment to think as he begins to fly around her as she ran. "Hmmm... At first, I thought you might be angry that I stole some credit from you with those villains back there, But I don't really peg you to be someone like Takeyama. You're also someone who doesn't really seem to care all that much about her career or position as a hero. So, In that case, I don't think it's about your job." Hawks hypothesizes aloud, Grinding on Miruko's nerves. "I don't think anyone is causing you any trouble Since god help the person who incurs your wrath. So maybe it's a little bit more personal than that." Hawks says, Glancing back over at Miruko, Who continues to look angrier and angrier. However, her eyes widen at the mentioning of Miruko's personal life, So Hawks knew he was getting close to something. "I feel like your someone who doesn't take shit from anybody, Including your own family, So I don't think it's personal that way..." Hawks says before he comes up with something that he thinks might hold more water than the other thing's he's said. "Maybe you're just tense. I mean, I get it. Not a lot of stuff to do when you got a body like THAT." Hawks says while looking at Miruko's insanely muscled thighs, Which Hawks had to snap himself out of getting hypnotized by. Which was lucky, Seeing as how Rumi was ready to kick him into the sun at that moment. "But I get it. Not a lot of people can physically compare to the number five hero of Japan. Plus, Work has been pretty much at a snail's pace lately, So your probably looking for some action." Hawks says, Causing Rumi's face to light up at the mentioning of her needing some action for some reason. A dumb smirk then begins to grow on Hawks' face as a lightbulb goes off in his head. "Maybe you just need a good f-" Before Hawks could finish what he was about to say, Miruko suddenly stops running, Causing Hawks to stop alongside her. "Look! I'm just tense! Alright?! You happy now!? I just don't need you or your dumb perverted comments right now, So just fuck off!" Miruko explodes at Hawks, Who looks more amused albeit confused than anything else.  Hawks then begins to chuckle under his breath before he then says, "I was going to say that you maybe just need a good fight. Although, It's good to know what's on your mind." Hawks jokes before beginning, With Miruko's face lighting up in a blush more than ever before as she then lets out a groan and shoves him before walking away from him. With Hawks using his wings to catch himself from falling, All the while still continuing to laugh. While Hawks and many people knew him to be sarcastic and often annoying about it, He knew when not to take a joke too far, Especially when it came to one of his friends. So as Miruko looked over the side of the building, Hawks came up behind her, While maintaining a respectable distance. "When I said I understood how you felt, I wasn't joking. Everyone knows you to be an honestly energetic and badass hero. So it's more than understandable that you might get stressed here and there about not being able to let out some of that energy you built up." Seeing as how the cat was out of the bag, Miruko let out a sigh as she stretched her arms while also closing her eyes to think. "It's just... It's just been hard lately." Miruko spoke honestly, Happy that it was Hawks of all people that she could talk to about this since Hawks was one of the few people she knew who could keep a secret. Now wanting to genuinely help his friend, Hawks begins to think of ways to help her. "Have you tried going to the gym?" Hawks offers, With Miruko looking exhausted at the mentioning of it. Miruko then turns around and says, "You don't think I've tried?" She then stretches her insanely muscled chocolate-colored thigh, With Hawks almost getting lost at the sight of her legs once again. "Every gym I go to, I either end up breaking the equipment, Or the equipment they have isn't good enough." Miruko explains, Which Hawks figures to make a good amount of sense, Seeing as how it was hard to properly work out when you had enhanced strength. However, The discussion of gyms leads Hawks to ask, "What about some of the hero gyms? I'm sure a few of those could give you a proper workout." Miruko then shakes her head. "I've tried every hero gym across the country, And all of them are either too weak for someone like me or there for someone like All Might." Miruko says, Leaving the duo all out of options of ways to get Miruko to de-stress. Hawks pinches his chin as he steps away from the rabbit hero. "Can't go with any gym since they can't do it for you. Can't fight villains when there are no villains to fight. And I highly doubt anyone would be crazy enough to try and spar with you..." Hawks goes through each of the options, All of them not really working for someone like Miruko. Hawks then comes up with an idea as a smile grows on his face as he turns back to Miruko, Who looks at him confusedly.  "What? You have something?" Miruko asks, Hawks still continuing to smile, Which only makes Miruko more and more confused. It isn't until she puts two and two together that she figures out what Hawks is thinking. "Oh, You're so gross." Miruko says before leaping off to another roof. "Wait! Rumi!" Hawks says as he speeds off after her. After a short chase, With Miruko going at a full sprint, Which causes Hawks to put actual effort into his flying, He finally catches up with her. "Can you just slow down so I can explain?" Hawks says, With Rumi letting out a sigh as she suddenly stops.  Miruko raises an eyebrow suspiciously at her friend, Having suspected someone as charismatic and charming as he would try something like this sooner or later. "You want me to..." Miruko trails off her words as she doesn't need to say anything else to get her message across to Hawks.  "It's a great stress reliever that's been used since the beginning of time." Hawks explains, With Miruko thinking about the idea. "It basically feels like a workout, And it also lets you have a shit load of fun with it." Hawks continues to explain, With Miruko turning away from the number two hero to think the idea over some more. The idea was something that Miruko had thought about, But never really delved that much into, Seeing as how she never really felt the need for it. But the more Hawks explained it to her, The more it continued to make sense. So after much consideration, Miruko turns back to Hawks. "Fine... But we'll need to find someo-"  "I'll do it!" Hawks quickly says, Even interrupting Miruko, Who then looks at him with a look that makes Hawks realize he said that too fast. "That is, Unless you alright with me being the one." Hawks back peddles while rubbing the back of his head awkwardly. Miruko shakes her head and lets out a sigh. "Fine, But you'll have to choose the place. It'll also have to be on the weekend. I don't really have time to think of perverted stuff like you." Miruko says before leaving Hawks behind with a dumb smile on his face at the fact that Miruko bantered with him and that he was going to fuck one of, If not the most attractive hero in the world.  ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Miruko stood outside a building, Fliping through her phone as she impatiently waited for Hawks to show up. Only after a few days since their talk about Her stress and a few days since then, Hawks had sent Rumi an address and a time. The time itself barely gave Her any time to change out of her hero gear, And into her civilian clothes. The place Hawks had chose ended up being a love hotel, Which made Rumi more than happy with the fact that nobody could recognize her waiting outside such a degenerate-filled place such as this thanks to the strange superpower that was wearing civilian clothes. Although, She couldn't deny the fact that she jumped a few times whenever some random people happily greeted each other. Luckily though, The streets were pretty thin on people. The people that were there were either people high or drunk out of their minds or people who wouldn't even care if Endeavor walked down the street showing off his firey pubes. Letting out a sigh, Miruko quickly pulls out her phone and begins to text Hawks. "If you don't get here in five minutes, I'm leaving." Miruko texts.  "Then I guess I'm just on time." A voice above her says as Miruko then looks up to see Hawks still dressed in his hero costume, Looking down at her as he used his wings to land next to her. A smug smirk was on his face as Miruko looked less than amused at him.  "Didn't have time to change out of your stuff, Huh? Maybe booking the room right after our shifts wasn't a good idea." Miruko says passive-aggressively, Mad about how late he was while also happy that they both could finally go inside and stay out of the public eye.  Hawks chuckles as he follows alongside Miruko as they enter the large yet subdued building. "What can I say? It was lucky that I was even able to book it in the first place, Seeing as how this is the place heroes turn to when they want to fuck in private." Hawks says as they near the receptionist desk, With Hawks ringing the bell at the front counter.  Rumi couldn't help but feel slightly nervous as she looked around at the nearly empty lobby. Say for a few people waiting around and/or a few hotel employees doing busy work. Whether it be due to her hero instincts telling her to watch for villains around every corner or just the fact that she was doing this with Hawks of all people. Hawks was slightly amused by how the usual bombastic and guns-out Miruko was acting like a nervous teenage waiting for their date for prom. "Jesus, How tense are you?" Hawks asks, Managing to earn the ire of Miruko. "Oh, I'm sorry, I was just looking around for any paparazzi or reporters catching a picture of us and leaving it to the public to wonder if we're screwing or not." Miruko retorts, Huffing slightly as she continues to look around. "Well, We ARE going to screw, If I'm not mistaken." Hawks says, Causing Miruko's ears to burn slightly and feel embarrassed, A sight rarely if at all seen by anyone. "Besides, I wouldn't worry. The people who built this place put it here for a reason." Hawks says, Trying to ease some of Miruko's remaining worries.  Miruko knew that Hawks was on some level right when it came to chilling out, But she didn't like how it was him, Of all people telling her this. After letting out a sigh, Miruko then says, "Let's just get to the room already." A woman dressed as a sexy receptionist with a tight vest and white button-up dress shirt that squeezed her chest walks out from the backroom. After noticing that it was Hawks, The woman smiles as she approaches the counter. "Hello, Mr. Hawks." The woman says as she does a small bow, With Miruko and Hawks bowing back as the woman continues to smile at the two of them. "Hello, Hisae." Hawks responds, With Miruko taking suspicion at the fact that he called the receptionist by her first name and that she wasn't also wearing any name tag. "I think you know which floor I reserved." Hawks goes onto say as the woman then nods as she reaches below the counter and pulls out a keycard for Hawks, Which he happily takes before leading Miruko away towards the elevators. As Hawks presses one of the buttons and they both step inside the elevator, The woman from behind the counter comes running up to the two of them. "Oh! Mr. Hawks! Ms. Anakuro said that she wanted to tell you that she had a wonderful time." The woman says, As both Hawks and Miruko deadpan. "Thank you, Hisae." Hawks says as the doors to the elevator slowly close, And they begin to ascend to the top floor, With Miruko slowly turning her head towards the bird hero. "Thirteen, Huh? What was that like?" Miruko asks sarcastically as Hawks lets out an awkward chuckle in response, Unsure of what to say without getting power kicked down through the elevator floor and elevator shaft. After mustering up enough courage, The number two hero turns towards Miruko, Who continues to look at him with death in her eyes. Hawks then lets out a chuckle as he then explains, "You see... For a guy like me... I'm pretty easygoing, And you know how the public is. So you know it's not too strange of an idea that some heroes might find someone like me attractive, Attractive enough to go to a certain hotel with. That isn't to say that I string them along like some playboy with no feeling's attached, Or at least I hope there aren't any."  "Then what am I, Huh?" Miruko questions. "Am I just some girl you take to a love hotel, Pop a couple loads into and then leave me to go brag to your friends about how you managed to score someone like me?" Miruko continues to go in on Hawks.  "No! I would never do that. Plus, You're different. This is about helping you lose some stress." Hawks explains back, Wanting to get through this while having his wings remain intact.  "And that just so happens to involve me fucking you?" Miruko questions, Raising her eyebrow even more than it already was. "Well, It was either this or me getting my head bashed in by you in a sparring match." Hawks says, Speaking pretty much plainly about his thoughts. "Maybe, I'll do just that, Here and now." Miruko responds, With Hawks becoming nervous before the elevator suddenly *DINGS* as the door's open, Revealing a hotel corridor with Hawks quickly stepping out into it. "Saved by the bell." Miruko mutters as she follows after Hawks.                After going up to the top floor, Miruko and Hawks walk through a long hotel corridor before stopping at the door to one of the rooms. He then puts the key into the door and unlocks it before pushing the door open and leading Miruko inside. "Whelp, Here we are.~" Hawks says as he begins to check around the place to make sure everything was ready. Like any other love hotel, Miruko finds that the room Her and Hawks are in came equipped with pretty much everything when it came to fucking. Ranging all the way from a fully stocked kitchen all the way to costumes to dress up in while they did it. Judging how blushy that receptionist got when Hawks started talking to her, Rumi suspected that Hawks got them a 'Stay' reservation so that they wouldn't be bothered. Which meant that they were going to have A LOT of time to themselves. After finding that everything was up to his standard, Hawks looks over towards Miruko, Who was currently standing by the large and plush-looking bed. "So, How do you want to start?" Hawks asks, Not wanting to rush into anything just yet and end up accidentally spooking a very much tense Miruko. While continuing to look around the place, Miruko asks, "Well, How do YOU usually start something like this? I mean, I'm not the first girl you've taken to some love hotel before leaving in the middle of the night." Deciding that while Hawks was known to be a womanizer, He was still someone who had some sort of expertise when it came to a field like this. Although she was still going to mock and tease him nonetheless about it. Hawks lets out a chuckle as he walks over to the bronze hero. "While I have my fun, That doesn't mean I'm not a one-sided lover." Hawks says with an admittedly charming tone to his voice as he walks over to Rumi by the bed, Who looks at him with an amused look on her face. "Oh, how kind of you." Miruko responds with a smug look of her own as she approaches Hawks until both of their faces were only a few inches from each other. With Miruko less than willing to back down from the smug bird hero. The tension between the two rising as it nears its peak. "Alright, Mr. Ladies man, If you can rock Thirteens world with that bird dick of yours, Try rocking mine." Hawks' smile then grows even wider as he then says, "My pleasure." Before pushing Miruko backward down onto the bed, Reveling in the temporary shock on Rumi's face as he pushed her down.  "What the hell, You ass-" "Shhh, You wanted me to rock your world, Right?" Hawks interrupts Miruko as he parts Miruko's insanely thicc legs that could crush a watermelon if they wanted to. Although Miruko remained reluctant as she watched Hawks lower her face down to her crotch. Hawks then easily takes off Rumi's shoes and socks and tosses them to the side as he then begins to slowly pull off her jeans, All the while maintaining eye contact with her. "Y'know I can take off my own pants, Right?" Miruko says, Slightly flustered from how attractive Hawks was looking in-between her legs.  Hawks chuckles as he then says, "Now why would I do that, When I can do it like this." As he continues to pull down Miruko's jeans, The longer he pulled them off of her, The more Miruko's body reacted with anticipation and arousal at what might be coming next. Soon enough, Hawks manages to pull of Rumi's jeans, With the only thing remaining below her waist was her panties. As Hawks got a closer look, He found that the lace dark purple and black panties were from a brand that made a collection based on the R Rated Hero Midnight. The collection itself was called 'Midnight pleasantries and was a collection that Hawks saw A LOT. "Midnight, Huh? I'm flattered that you wanted to make yourself pretty for me." Hawks jokes as he turns his head and kisses Miruko's thigh.  Miruko feels a shiver of pleasure go up her spine as she finds herself growing slightly more flustered than she already was before. "S-Shut up! They're just comfy, Is all, And feel really good when I'm out on patrol." Miruko justifies herself to Hawks.  Although her comment only makes Hawks smug look even smugger as he then says, "Really, In what way? Do you like how they feel against your pussy?" With Miruko becoming more embarrassed by his comment. "Oh well, You won't need them anyway." Hawks says as he reaches his head out and begins to pull off Miruko's panties with his teeth, A sight that causes Miruko's heart to beat more rapidly than it was already going. "Fuck, That's so hot." Miruko thinks to herself as Hawks slowly pulls Miruko's panties off of her legs before also flinging them to the side. Leaving only Miruko's bare pussy, Say for a small patch of white fur right above her increasingly wet cunny. Hawks can only stare in admiration at the sight of THE number five's slowly oozing pussy, Only for Miruko herself to knock him out of his trance. "Are you going to get to work, Or what?" Miruko asks, Causing Hawks to look up at her flustered face. Hawks chuckles as he rests the side of his blonde head on the side of Miruko's thigh. "Patience, Rabbit, I'll make sure you feel reeeal good." Hawks says as he lowers his face down deeper between her legs while also pushing her thighs up to get better access. "Rab-!" Before Miruko could retort to Hawks' comment, Miruko seals her mouth shut to stop herself from moaning as Hawks extends out his tongue and gives Miruko's pussy a small lick that causes pleasure to shoot up through her entire body. With Hawks continuing to softly go to work on her. The feeling wasn't like anything Miruko had felt before. While she felt a certain feeling of satisfaction whenever she finished a difficult workout before she got kicked out of most of them across Japan. That feeling gave her some sort of ease that she needed to keep herself going. But this, This, On the other hand, Was something deeper, More powerful than anything she's ever really felt before. It was almost addictive from how good it felt.  But as time went on, His licks became slightly bolder as the tip of his tongue dances around the surface of her pussy as Hawks reveled in the salty yet sweet taste of Miruko's juice as his cock strained even harder in his pants. His eyes stayed on Miruko's face as he watched as she struggled to maintain her calm and dominant facade as he wiped his tongue across her pussy. Which was something he was sure nobody in the world had seen before, Or will ever hope of seeing, But as he continued to Lick Miruko's incredibly tasty pussy. He finds that it continues to slip more and more away, And a part of him was curious of what kind of person Rumi was beneath.   Soon enough, Hawks' tongue dug deeper into Miruko's crotch as his tongue danced around inside her. Causing Miruko to stifle a moan as her hands clutch the bedsheet below her to the point that her knuckles turn white. A sight that only served to boost Hawks' sexual ego higher than it already was before as he dug his mouth deeper into Miruko's crotch. His nose inhaling her sweet yet also salty scent that drove Hawks crazy with how sexually erotic it was. The more he ate her out, The more Hawks wanted to eat.  Through slitted eyes, Miruko looks down at Hawks as he continues to eat her out. The sight of him looking back at her only makes Miruko more flustered as she keeps up a somewhat calm facade as her face burned a bright red. "I-Is your tongue e-even doing anything? I'm still waiting for SOMETHING bird boy." Miruko says, And while Hawks did pick up on her stuttering, He knew her sass couldn't go unpunished as he thrust his face even further into Miruko's crotch. An act that causes Miruko to bite her lip to stifle herself from letting out a moan right then and there, An act that she could manage to do thanks to her bunny-like endurance. Although the idea of Hawks' tongue swirling around inside her was an idea that made Rumi's hair stand on end. Hawks was really going in on Rumi, With Rumi herself trying to playoff any pleasure both for her pride and to not give someone like Hawks any satisfaction from seeing her reactions as he ate her out. But as Hawks ate her out, It became harder and harder to maintain her calm exterior as Hawks was managing to hit her in all the right ways. "Getting kinda wet down here. You sure your not into it?" Hawks says sarcastically, Taking a momentary break to tease the bronze goddess hero. Parts of his tongue and mouth still had lines of spit and juice connecting his mouth to Miruko's crotch, A sight that causes her heart to thump even more in her chest. Rumi was getting slightly annoyed with all the teasing as she reaches out a hand and grabs onto Hawks' shaggy blonde hair. "Just shut up and eat me, Bird brain." Rumi says as she grinds his face against her crotch, Sending more pleasure through her body as she took control of the situation. Also, When Hawks' stubble scratched up against Miruko's pussy, She had to bite her lip from letting out another moan. A feat that was becoming increasingly more and more difficult as time went on, especially seeing as how Miruko controlled the pace they were going at. Hawks wasn't unaccustomed to stuff like this. Especially considering his wide variety of women he's laid with across the hero world. So when one of those women decided that they the need to be in charge, Hawks knew exactly what to do. Clutching on Miruko's muscled and bronze thighs. Hawks dug his face as far as it could go into Miruko's crotch and watching as her eyes widen slightly and the bite on her lip became stronger. His nose was now digging into Miruko's clit as he brushed his un-Ruley stubble up and down against the rabbit hero's crotch. Although no matter how many stops Hawks pulled out in pleasuring Miruko, Miruko just wouldn't give. "Is this your first-time d-doing this? Because in that case, It would make a lot of sense." Miruko taunts, With Hawks really giving Miruko everything he's got with his tongue licking up and down, Over and across Miruko's inner walls. "Do I-I r-really need to help you h-here? Fine..." Miruko says as she closes and locks her thicc legs around Hawks' head as she also drags his head deeper into her.  Hawks looks at Rumi's legs on either side of his head as he thinks back to the idea of how Rumi's legs could easily crush a watermelon if they wanted to. So from that, Hawks wasn't going to easily let that happen. So, As a result, Hawks found himself licking lower and lower down Miruko's crotch, With Rumi looking at him confusedly as he did so. "What are you doing down there?" Miruko mumbles out as she feels Hawks' tongue venture farther and farther downward, All the while still keeping his head locked in-between her legs.  It isn't until Rumi feels tongue approach something that she quickly puts two and two together. "Oh, you son of a bit-CH!" Miruko nearly lets out a moan before catching herself as she feels Hawks' tongue begin to prick and prod at her back door. "Your one d-dirty son of a bitch, You know that, Right?" Miruko says, Looking down at Hawks' face, And if his face wasn't being dug into her crotch right now, She would've most likely seen a smirk on his face. While Miruko wasn't surprisingly a stranger to certain types of assplay, Including the one she was doing right now with Hawks. Hawks' tongue more than made up for it as it wormed around Rumi's bronze hole as it tried to pierce past her muscled rim, But so help her, Rumi wasn't going to let that happen easily. So, As a result, Rumi put a fair amount of strength in making sure that Hawks' tongue couldn't breach it, Or at the very least get that far. Rumi then notices Hawks' confused yet concentrated face as she feels another wave of satisfaction hit her as he began to press his tongue harder and harder against her asshole until breaching but only getting around a half an inch inside. "What's wrong, Bird brain? Having a little trouble down there?" Miruko says smugly.  While only venturing about half an inch wouldn't be a lot for some people, For someone like Hawks, It was all that he needed. And so, As a result, Hawks began to wiggle his tongue around as fast as it could as he licked as much as he could, All the while occasionally switching back to eating Miruko out. A process that slowly started turning the tide against Miruko as she felt something building up within herself. "Wait, What the hell is that?" Rumi thinks as the feeling builds more and more as she suddenly realizes that it's her orgasm and, Along with it, All the stress that's been built up for the past few weeks. At the idea of finally losing some stress, Miruko felt herself become quite relieved as she readied to relieve herself all over the smug bird's face. "Fuck! Here it comes!" Rumi thinks to herself as her hands dig into Hawks' hair as she continues to hold him close with her legs and hands for her coming orgasm. But just as she was about to finally be relieved from all the stress that's bothered her, Hawks begins to struggle to get out of her grip. "Oh no, You're not fighting this." Rumi says as she continues to grind his face against her crotch. But against Miruko's amazing strength, Hawks was slowly slipping out of her grip. "Oh no, you don't!" Miruko says as she tries her best to hold onto his head, But somehow, Hawks manages to slip himself free as Miruko slumps right back down onto her bed as her orgasm leaves her.   Quickly becoming furious, Miruko turns to the bird boy who was wiping his mouth clean from Miruko's juices and yells, "Why did you do that?! I was so fucking close to cumming!" Furious that she was almost there, Only for the smug bird boy to tear her orgasm away from her.  Hawks only laughs in response as he begins to take off his jacket before tossing it to the side, revealing his tightly kept thin but muscular body. "Don't want to end the party so soon, Don't we?" Hawks says as he pulls off his gloves. "What the fuck do you mean by that?" Miruko asks angrily, Although she had a pretty good idea about where he was going with this. And sure enough, Hawks reaches up and plucks a single feather from one of his wings. "You'll see." Hawks says to which he then uses the feather he plucked to swiftly yet carefully slice down the middle of Miruko's striped shirt. He then grabs both sides of her shirt and tears it in two, Allowing her tightly kept bronze breasts to be on show, Which was bound by a black and dark purple lace bra, And the bra with the bra itself also being part of Midnight's 'Midnight pleasentries' collection. He then reaches down and pulls off his shirt, Revealing his thin yet chiseled chest with a small amount of chest hair. "You dick! I liked that shirt!" Miruko says, Frowning at the smug-looking number two hero, Genuinely mad that Hawks destroyed one of her best shirts. "So what? Your the number five hero of Japan. I'm sure you can afford another one." Hawks retorts back, With Miruko still remaining huffy as a result.  After letting out an annoyed sigh, Miruko turns back to Hawks and says, "Fine, But can you at least let me take off my br-" Before Miruko could finish what she was trying to say. Hawks uses one of his wings to flip the back strap free before Hawks flung it over to the side. "You know, Bird boy, If there's one thing you are, It's that your impatient." Miruko says, Still sitting on the bed as Hawks lets out a chuckle. "Well, It's kinda hard to control yourself when you just got done eating out one of the hottest heroes in the world." Hawks comments as he begins to pull down his light brown pants. Miruko appreciated the compliment as she watches in slight anticipation at what kind of cock Hawks is rocking. "Seems you got a little excited there." Miruko notes as she sees the wet spot in his black boxers, Although the bulge he had was no joke as it seemed fairly large. Maybe around seven to eight inches, Although it was hard to tell thanks to it still being trapped behind Hawks' underwear. "Refer back to my previous comment for my response." Hawks says, Managing to get a chuckle out of Miruko as her eyes continue to be set on the fairly large yet hidden bulge before her. Hawks then gives Miruko a small show as he pulls down his tight underwear, Allowing Miruko's eyes to widen at the sight of his cock. With Miruko finding that it could be around ten to eleven inches, AT LEAST, With a small line of blonde pubic stubble right above his rod with two thick balls below it. If Miruko's heart was going at a fast yet steady pace before, It was now bashing against her chest in pure sexual excitement, Something that Hawks ends up picking up on. Hawks then lets out a chuckle at Miruko's reaction as his sexual ego continues to rise. At the same time, He also rips open a condom wrapper and puts it on. "I know, Right?" Hawks asks, Having seen a familiar reaction on those who's seen him before. While Miruko was interested in what Hawks could do with his tool, She couldn't pass up the opportunity to bust his thicc and juicy-looking balls. "Eh... I've seen bigger." Miruko says, Shrugging her shoulders as she looks up at Hawks to see his reaction. Although Miruko is suddenly taken off guard as Hawks suddenly zips forward and rams into her, Now holding up her thicc legs with his cock at the ready to enter her glistening hole in a mating press position. Miruko looks up at Hawks' face and finds that he has an amused yet aggressive looking as he smiles while also furrowing his eyebrows. Only making Miruko more excited than she already was. "I think you're going to think differently after we have a little bit more fun." Hawks says almost sinisterly. Miruko's seen scarier and more threatening expressions from ground-level villains. So, As a result, Miruko only laughs in Hawks' face. "Oh! I'm so scared!" Miruko says sarcastically, With Hawks biting his lip to hold himself back from having a full-on verbal feud with the bunny pro hero. "Well, In that case, I hope you don't mind if I dip my tip in real quick." Hawks says as he dips the head of his covered cock into Miruko's glistening crotch. Which ends up eliciting a small murmur from the bronze-colored hero as the head of his cock slightly stretches Rumi's pussy. Hawks could feel his heart beating in his chest as he carefully holds himself back from becoming too excited. Although when having the chance to screw around with someone as irresistible as Miruko. It can prove to be quite difficult, Especially so when Miruko's pussy was trying to milk his cock even after just putting the head of it inside her. Miruko could also feel her heart beating in her chest as she saw Hawks begin to tease her slightly by slowly shifting more and more inside her. But while for any other girl, This would've been a dream come true, To finally get slowly fucked by one of the most attractive heroes and savor every moment of it. While for others, They would be looking for Hawks to ruthlessly fuck them and see how hard he could go, All the while trying to see how long and far they would last. For everyone who's known Miruko as both a hero and or as a friend, They would know her as someone who would more than likely fall into the latter category. So as Hawks continues to tease her with his dick, Miruko lets out a groan. "Quit teasing me and shove it in already! Or maybe your not man enough to last even a single minu- FUCK!" Before Miruko could finish mocking Hawks, Hawks rears back his hips and shoves his entire cock all the way down to the base of Miruko's pussy. With both parties becoming lost in the pleasure as Hawks' balls fall against Miruko's winking asshole with a mighty *SLAP* that echo's throughout the room. Hawks' hands squeeze Miruko's ankles even tighter than they already were as Miruko's bronze cunt squeezes Hawks' cock for all it's worth. Causing Hawks himself to let out a groan as he shifts slightly. "You told me, You wanted it in, So I put it in." Hawks says with a small groan as he begins to slowly raise his hips, A process that nearly breaks the both of them until the head of Hawks' cock is on the verge of slipping out of Miruko's hole. With sweat forming across her brow from the sensation of Hawks' warm cock suddenly lodging deep within her, Miruko lets out a groan as she then says, "Really? I didn't noti- DAMN IT!" Once again, Miruko's words are stolen from her as Hawks suddenly brings his hips back down onto Miruko's. His cock also speared her once again as Hawks finds it fun to cut Miruko off from talking with his dick. After concentrating on controlling herself from showing any erotic joy from Hawks' dick, Miruko steadies herself. "Yeah, Didn't notice." Rumi says as Hawks begins to drag his dick out of her once again as they soon repeat the same back and forth process over and over again. With Hawks getting a good feel of Miruko's pussy all the while. But as Hawks' hips begin to speed up, He can't help but find himself at Miruko's attempt to hide the fact that she was loving every second of them fucking. "Hmmm, You see, *GRUNT* That's pretty weird. If you don't feel anything *GRUNT*, Then how come your face is red? And how come your pussy is squeezing my dick for dear life?" Hawks asks as his hips clash against Miruko's as they both slowly begin to work up a pretty hefty sweat. Digging her hands into Hawks' shoulders, Miruko lets out another groan which was also mixed with a moan as she then responds with, "Well, A dick is a dick. And when it's in my *GRUNT* pusSY, I tend to notice it, No matter how big or small it may *GRUNT* be." Which ends up getting a chuckle out of Hawks as he brings his hips down even faster than before, Managing to get more yips and moans out of Miruko all the while. "So in *GRUNT* that case, You admit you feel something *GRUNT* And once again going off how you look, I think your feeling it *GRUNT* Pretty well." Hawks says as his hips continue to rise up and down into Miruko's. Although unlike many girls he's slept with before, Miruko was still holding strong, Even though Hawks' dick felt great inside her. Letting out a chuckle of her own, Miruko then says, "Never said your dick was giving me in terms of pleasure. All I said was that I at the very least know your *GRUNT* inside me *SLIGHT MOAN*." Miruko responds, Loving how frustrated she can make Hawks feel in terms of his sexual capabilities. She also loved how hard she could make him work to try and get her to cum.  Hawks furrowed his brow as he then readied himself to go a little bit further than he was already going before, And while it was fun to have this little back and forth with her, He had two goals. One was to get Miruko to cum since a part of him genuinely wanted to help her relax, And the other goal was to fuck her into oblivion. "In that case, I guess I'll have to go 'Plus ultra'." To which he then uses his lean frame and wings to ease some of his weight as he begins to let loose into Miruko, His hips nearly becoming a blur as he easily worked in and out of her. He used his stamina that managed to get him into the spot of the number two hero of Japan to make sure he wouldn't stop and that, Along with his strong endurance, Could keep himself going for a very long time. His thicc and full balls were also rapidly clapping against Miruko's asshole. He reveled in the sound of dominating Miruko while also digging his dick into her as far as it could go. Miruko, On the other hand, Had to slam her mouth shut to stifle anything that came out of her mouth, Which would most likely just be a moan that would only serve to fuel Hawks' ego even more. While she was looking for a way to de-stress, She still didn't want Hawks to have this of all things to hold over her head from the rest of their relationship and careers. But from the fact that someone as strong as Hawks was whipping his hips up and down against her, It was becoming harder to keep herself going without falling apart. Suddenly, While getting fucked, A lightbulb goes off in Miruko's head. "Wait a minute, I'm not some air-headed bimbo who lives and dies by Hawks' dick. I'm the god damn number five hero! And I'll be more than damned if I'm gonna let some smug chicken run me over!"  From there, Hawks then notices a change in Miruko as she too begins to swing her hips up against his as they begin a new type of sexual duel. "Fucking finally, Now you're getting into it!" Hawks slightly cheers on as he doubles the pace he was already going at. All the while now making sure to avoid busting early thanks to Miruko's newfound strength and need to go back at him. "C'mon, Bunny girl! You can go harder than that! Can't you? Or maybe your all *GRUNT* Your all talk, Like your hero career." Hawks says, Trying to rile up Miruko more than she already was as her hips slowly reach the speed of his.  "I should *GRUNT* say the same thing about *GRUNT* you!" Miruko goes back at him as her hands scramble across his back before pulling him deeper into her. Both people were less than willing to give up at this point as their sexual duel continued to progress. With neither of them becoming exhausted thanks to their countless years of hero training. "Damn! Keep going like this, And we're gonna end up breaking the bed." Miruko thinks as the bed smashes against the wall at this point, As neither of them also don't have the willingness to let go of their pride at this point. Miruko then remembers how Hawks said that this love hotel was explicitly built for heroes to stop by and have some fun in. So, In that case, Miruko was more than happy to take the chance to really go all out. The question of who was going to break first, Was a seemingly unanswerable question due to both parties having the same level of experience in endurance and stamina. Both Hawks' and Miruko's bodies worked like machines as they slammed into each other as if their lives depended on it. Almost with the same level of stamina they would use if they were going up against a difficult villain opponent. But from the pace they were both going at, It wouldn't be that much of a stretch as they almost fucked as if they hated each other. They both soon fell into a furious kiss that matched the pace they were already going at as their tongue deeply intertwined with each other. As their mouths also began their own fight for dominance. But as time went on, Both of their stamina began to wain as they finally approached orgasm. This time, Miruko wrapped her legs around Hawks so that he wouldn't suddenly pull out and leave her orgasm to fade away. The pleasure from Hawks' oral sensation began to re-emerge alongside the pleasure she gained from her and Hawks fucking. "*GRUNT* C'mon chicken boy! *GRUNT* You can fuck me harder than that, *GRUNT* Can't you?" Miruko mocks the number two hero as they both finally reach their final peek of euphoria before letting loose entirely. "FUUUUUUCCKKKK!" Miruko shouts out as she sprays all over Hawks' waist and cock as he begins to fill the condom he had on. Both heroes refusing to let go of the other as they kept close to each other.  But as they both finally finish, And Hawks slumps his body down on Miruko's, Rumi pushes him off, Allowing his body to flop over to the side. An act that causes Hawks to let out a chuckle. "How was that?" Hawks asks while raising an eyebrow alongside a smirk that made Miruko want to punch his teeth in. "From what I could tell, I think you felt pretty good there." Hawks goes onto say. Miruko lets out a laugh at what Hawks says as she sits up on the bed. "I'll admit, It was fun, And it was nice to lose SOME stress." Miruko says as she eye's her clothes on the floor. "But sadly, I have to go." Miruko goes onto say as she dangles her feet off the bed, With Hawks looking genuinely confused as she does so. "Wait, Go?" Hawks questions, As he too then sits up on the bed. "Your joking, Right?" Hawks asks, Raising a suspicious eyebrow as if Miruko was the weird one. "Yes, I have to go. While it was fun, Some of us have things to do besides sleeping around in love hotels." Miruko says as she stretches her sore arms and legs.  "You know I paid for the entire night, Right? I'm don't think I'm willing to just let that money go to waste after a single fuck." Hawks says, Managing to make Miruko chuckle under her breath. Turning an eye back towards him, Miruko then says, "What is it that you said? Your the number five hero of Japan. I'm sure you can afford another one? So I guess in this case, It would be, You're the number two hero of Japan. I'm sure you can afford another one." But as she goes to get up, She's pulled back down onto the bed. "Come on, Why stop the fun now?" Hawks asks, Holding onto an increasingly irritated Miruko as he feels himself becoming more and more aroused once again. "You got off patrol, Right? So you don't have to worry about going back out there." Hawks reasons.  Letting out a groan, Miruko shoves herself out of Hawks' grip as she turns back to face him. "My life doesn't revolve around fucking you! I have my own shit to do." Miruko says fiercely. "If you wanna have more fun, Go talk to that receptionist downstairs. I saw how she was looking at you. She looked so into you that she seemed more than willing to die for a chance to get screwed by you." Miruko goes onto say.  But before she could even step off the bed, Hawks comes up behind her and wraps his legs around her waist as he presses his slimy cock against her back. "But she can't fuck like you, Though. Fucking her was nice, But she can't match someone with hips like these." Hawks says as he reaches down and feels up Miruko's insanely muscled thighs. Hawks then leans in close to Miruko's ear. "Besides, I never knew you to be someone to stand down from a challenge." Hawks whispers into her ear, Both causing a shiver to go up through her spine, And for her to feel the sting against her pride. After thinking it through briefly, Miruko lets out a sigh. "Fine, Chicken boy, I'll stay a little longer." Miruko says as she turns back to face him. "But if I do, I won't hold myself back." Miruko explains. Hawks lets out a low chuckle against Miruko's ear, Which causes another shiver to go through Miruko's body. "I would expect nothing less, Especially from someone like you." Hawks says.  Miruko raises an eyebrow at Hawks' remark, Slightly confused by what he meant by that. "What do you mean by that, Bird boy?" Miruko questions, Ready to kick his ass if she needed to.  Hawks then looks up as if thinking as he then begins to say, "What I mean by that is that you're a badass, You don't take shit from anybody, And your damn well one of the coolest heroes I know." Miruko is taken off guard by Hawks' comments. "W-Wow, You tell all the girls you fuck that?" Miruko retorts back, Trying to play off the flattery as she turns back to face him even more.  Hawks then lets out another chuckle as he leans in once again and whispers into Miruko's ear, "Only the ones I'm REALLY into." To which Miruko then shoves him all the way towards the head of the bed as he rests his lower back on the pillows behind him as he watches Miruko seductively crawl her way over to him. "Especially when they do something like this." Hawks comments as Miruko sways her hips from side to side as she makes his way over to him as His cock, While loving the show, Begins to rise until it's at full mast. Ending with it pointing directly at the bronze-colored hero. "Just shut up and let me suck you off." Miruko says with a smirk of her own as she lowers her face down to his crotch. The smell and musk tickling her nose the closer she got to it, Which also causes her juices and sexual energy to start flowing once again.  "Yeah, Didn't have time to grab a shower before heading over here. So sorry about the smell, But hey, You said you wanted it." Hawks says smugly as Miruko lets out a huff before lowering her head onto his crotch, Starting off by slowly yet strongly sucking on the salty-tasting head of his cock. Hawks then lets out a groan as Miruko changes course and begins to nuzzle and sniff his balls, Causing Hawks to chuckle satisfactorily at the sight. "The number five hero, Sucking and licking my balls. Who would've thunk?" Hawks says, Causing Miruko to grunt at him before she then returns to the head of his cock. Miruko continues to slobber over the head of his cock, Slowly coming around to the salty and bitter taste as she sucks on every part of it. All the while, Hawks let's out a groan of pleasure at the sight below him, With the number five hero everyone lusted for on some form or level now sucking the head of his slimy cock. The same woman who nobody could ever DREAM of getting a chance with, Who was now going out of her way to pleasure his cock as he looked down at her with a smug grin on his face. "It doesn't get better than this." Hawks says as he settles his sitting position on the bed to get himself more comfortable. Miruko made sure to make her way down Hawks' length at her own pace so that she could make sure she was used to the sight before she REALLY started going down on him. It also helps that the longer she sucked, The more and more used she became to the salty and musky taste of a cock that had been recently inside her. Luckily, Hawks had been wearing a condom at the time, But she now had to contend with the fact that she was sucking a cock that had recently taken a bath in its own cum. Although if there was one thing that held Miruko's experience back of blowing Hawks. It would be Hawks himself looking down at her with the most condescending smirk she's ever seen, The same kind of smirk that said that this was ALL according to plan somehow. "You better like this, You chicken shit, Or else you're losing it." Miruko thinks to herself as she continues to bob her head up and down. Butterflies begin to rise in Hawks' chest as he watches Miruko work his shaft. Causing him to bite his lip in pleasure and to stifle anything that could give away to the idea he just thought of. Slowly, Hawks reaches out a hand a rests it on top of Miruko's white-haired head. The act of doing so causing Hawks to get more excited and a little bit nervous as he hears Miruko let out a groan mixed with a grunt. If he was going to do this to one of the top-tier heroes of japan, He was going to have to play this smart and fast since doing something like this to someone like Miruko is no joke. "You doing good down there, Rumi? Hawks asks out, Causing Miruko to let out a groan mixed in alongside a moan as she gives a small and subtle yet noticeable nod. "Great, Just great." Hawks breaths out as his heart begins to beat in his chest due to excitement. "I just figured you could use a little HELP!" Hawks says before suddenly turning his resting hand on Miruko's head into a firm grip as he yanks her head all the way to the base of his cock.  "GLKGLKGGKGGLKGK!" Miruko garbles out wetly as her nose smashes down against Hawks' stubble pubic hair, The musk of which causing Miruko's hair's to stand on edge. Although most of her attention was on the fact that Hawks had taken to the liberty of using her throat like a damn sex toy. Her hands quickly reaching out to grab against his thighs to try and push him away. Although her attempts were in vain as Hawks maintained a firm grip while also making sure Miruko was at an odd position so that he could have complete control of her head. While she was more pissed off than she's been in a while due to Hawks having the audacity to do what he's just done. Miruko had some form of insight not to take things too far and open the door to far more uglier things than getting throat fucked by the smuggest hero in the country. Which was also something Miruko knew more than likely was something that Hawks was taking advantage of.  For Hawks, He couldn't believe that he was able to throat fuck Miruko. Sure he's thought about it a few times, Similar to how he thinks about a lot of women he meets. He especially thought of the idea when he first met the bunny hero and became close friends with her. Whether it be due to her badass personality or that she had the body of a god damn amazonian. But for the longest time, He thought he was just going to have to make do with other women. And while getting someone to fuck wasn't hard for someone like Hawks, He still considered Miruko to be something special, Special enough to take any chance he could get. And now that his sweaty and slimy balls were slapping the underside of her chin, He just couldn't get enough. Miruko's fingers dug into Hawks' slightly hairy thighs, But no matter how hard she squeezed, Hawks just continued to fuck her head like an onahole. "Sorry, Rabbit, But We're riding this one through all the way." Hawks says as Miruko's mouth pours out flem and an egregious amount of spit and throat slime across his entire length. "Y'know, You shouldn't talk with your mouth full like that. I hear that can lead to choki- Oh wait, You're already choking, Aren't you?" Hawks jokes before letting out another one of his husky laughs that always drove everyone crazy with how charming it was. But for Miruko, It only made her angrier as the hot and slimy length dived deeper and deeper into her mouth. For someone like Miruko, Getting throat fucked was a pretty foreign idea to her. Seeing as how all of her previous sexual encounters had her leading for the entire thing. But now that the only thing coming out of her mouth was "GLGRKRGRGLKGRGRRGRKL!!!" Alongside panicked gagging mixed with moans and groans, Miruko was at a complete loss for words, Especially now on the account that Hawks was using her throat like a fleshlight. "It's so fucking big! Too bad it's attached to a raging asshole, though." Miruko thinks to herself as she finds personal amusement at the comment. But finding joy in anything was pretty hard since Hawks was face fucking her. Hawks could feel himself working up a sweat as he pumps Miruko's head up and down across his length. He watches Miruko's twitching ears as he spears his dick down her throat. A new thought slowly came to her as he remembered Miruko mentioning something in the past about how her ears could be sensitive sometimes. So without any sort of hesitation, Hawks reaches out and clutches onto Miruko's ears, Causing her entire body to tense up at the sensation of Hawks roughly grabbing her ears. "I remember you telling me something about how your hearing is so good because of your rabbit ears. So in that case, I guess that means they're sensitive, Right?" Hawks asks, Getting a loud groan from Miruko as Hawks begins to use his grip on her ears to bring her head down on his cock at a much faster pace than before. "Smug bastard..." Miruko grumbles out in her head as her dignity takes hit after hit as Hawks takes over the entire situation. A process which he pretty much started when Miruko first laid her lips over his salty cock. The taste of which was still something Miruko was getting used to but was still pretty much entirely prevalent when Hawks was using her face for his own pleasure. Which was a thing that Miruko was NOT willing to get used to as she was still Her and not some one-night stand for some asshole chicken man. Although it was made worse thanks to the sharp sensation of Hawks now using her ears to get a better blowjob. But if she was watching Hawks do this to some other woman, She would've honestly been impressed by his practicality. But since she was the one who was getting her ears yanked on, She was less than pleased.  As Miruko swirled her tongue around Hawks' warm member, Hawks himself could feel his orgasm slowly start to build up. Something that causes him to also begin to pump his hips into Miruko's face. An action that Miruko wasn't that much of a fan of as she took more and more of Hawks' dick into her mouth when she was already taking a lot of it. The sight alone of Miruko taking his dick in her mouth was something that could drive men to insanity. And with someone like Hawks, He was someone who wanted to enjoy every part of what was going on. But also having the chance to mess around with THE number five hero while she had his dick in her mouth was also a bonus that was oh so sweet. Miruko dug her hands into Hawks' hips as he sped up the pace at which he was fucking her face. With bits of sloppy and gooey flem flying out of the corner of her mouth, The taste and smell now ingrained into her mind as Hawks finally reaches his sexual peak and begins to cum. With Miruko's eyes widening as she feels Hawks' cum begin to spurt line after line of endless cum down her tight squeezing throat. "MGLKLRGKMRK!!!" Miruko cries out as Hawks pulls her in deeper than ever before. His cock now like a hose of cum as he releases more and more down her throat and into her stomach. Hawks bites his lower lip as he has an amazing orgasm down the throat of Miruko, Her throat clenching his cock the entire way as his cock begins to sputter a few final loads. "Fuck, Could your throat get any tighter?" Hawks asks as his grip on Miruko's ears begins to loosen until it finally slips away from him with a resounding *POP*. With Miruko coughing and gasping for air as Hawks' cock shoots a few final loads across her features. Before she tears her head away from anything other than the smug number two hero she just ended up blowing. For a moment, Both heroes are left as panting and sweaty messes as Hawks lays across the bed, A smile of satisfaction on his face as his member rests from the workout it just got. As for Miruko, She still coughs but no longer gasps for air, With the only thing assaulting her senses being Hawks' leftover residue of his cum and his overall musk. Glancing over a side-eye at the woman he just used the throat of like a sex toy, Hawks watches as she continues to cough and sometimes gag. Letting out a chuckle, Hawks sits up on the bed as he fully turns towards Miruko. "You alright there?" He asks, Still sounding smug as he does so. "You're still coughing and gagging, And I'm hoping I didn't hurt you or any-OOF!" The only thing hurt in this situation would have to be Miruko's pride, Something she thought she could work to maintain. But after Hawks got a hold of her ears and throat fucked her to hell and back. There was really only one thing left to do. So, As a result, Miruko nearly turns into a blur as she suddenly tackles Hawks on the bed. But when the dust settled, The only thing revealed was Miruko leaning over Hawks as she raised her hips up high over his quickly regrowing crotch. For once, Hawks was the one taken off guard while Miruko was the one in dominance as she raised her also Herculean hips over Hawks' thicc cock. "It was fun at first, But then you just had to take it too far, Didn't you? And guess what happened? You hurt my pride, Chicken boy. And so now I think it's time I had a little revenge." Miruko says with a sinister smile, Something that only added to Hawks' arousal as his cock continued to re-grow. Hawks settles himself comfortably on the bed as he looks up at Miruko with lust in his eyes. "What is that you said? Oh! I'm so scared?" Hawks says sarcastically, Mimicking what Miruko said earlier. Seeing as how Hawks wasn't going to be serious about this, Miruko lets out a sigh before raising her bronze and muscular hips and then brutally slamming them down onto Hawks' waist. But contrary to what Hawks was thinking, Instead of slamming her pussy down over his cock, Miruko slams her asshole over his prick. Putting it into a tight vacuum of pleasure as both Miruko and Hawks let out loud groans and moans in response. "Holy shit!" Hawks exclaims loudly as his cock is tightly squeezed by Miruko's sphincter. Miruko lets out a hearty moan as she feels Hawks' cock stretch out her rear as she slowly raises her hip before slamming back down onto his waist. All of which gives Miruko a true understanding of how big Hawks could be. With the head of his cock going to places she thought nothing outside of a giant dildo could reach. But the more she fucked her asshole over it, The more she wanted, Which was something she thought she would ever think about when it came to Hawks but nevertheless, Here they were. Miruko curls her toes as she continues to take more and more of Hawks' cock, Satisfied that she was the one leading this time. "Fuck Chicken boy, I think I like you much more when you're below me." Miruko comments as her body begins to heat up. "Anytime, Anyplace, I'll be there." Hawks comments through heavy pants as Miruko rings out his cock, With her asshole seemingly trying to suck out any cum he has inside him. Which was something that drove more sexual pleasure through the both of them as Miruko furiously worked her ass up and down his length. Thanks to her quirk and overall strength and stamina, Miruko had no issue whatsoever getting tired or worn out. With her abs glistening with sweat as she put herself through a serious workout at the pace she was going at. Even Hawks himself had to admit that this was a pretty amazing experience to have as his cock was pushed to its upper limits with how much it could take from Miruko's seemingly endless amount of energy, And the strength that came from such as her asshole easily took his cock inside while also being insanely tight. Although, In an attempt to regain some form of dominance, Hawks tries to rise up from his sitting position, Only to be pushed right back down into the bed as Miruko pushes down on him. "No chance, Chicken shit, I'm leading this time." Miruko says as she licks her lips. The taste of Hawks' cum and musk still on them. But this time only making Miruko more aroused as the taste only motivates her to pump her hips even faster than they were already going. The friction of both of them going at it, Only making Miruko more excited as they become messier and messier. With Miruko's cum dripping out of her, Only to get splashed around once Miruko brought her hips down onto it. "Always walking around like your the hottest hero in town. I think it's time someone put you in your place!" Miruko says, Determination laced in her voice as she had no plan on stopping anytime soon. While Miruko was working her ass off, Figturaivly and literally, She wasn't that surprised that Hawks was doing fine given the new circumstances. She was actually happy on some form or level about it since that meant he could keep going and that she could pull out all the stops on him to REALLY ream him out. Although she could tell he was enjoying himself by the fact that his face was also flush red like her's. He also had the biggest and dumbest smile she's seen on him yet across his face, Which only told her that she was doing SOMETHING right. "I knew you'd make a great bottom." Miruko comments as her hips nearly become a blur, But unlike a lot of other people, Her hips continued to move faster and faster. "Sorry if I end up breaking you." Miruko says, A smile of her own on her face before letting out a huff of exhaustion as she continues her neverending journey to bring Hawks into a new level of fucking. All the while fucking any womanizing ideas out of him. The bed below them was rattling and shaking to no end, But neither of the people on top of it cared as their sole focus was on the fucking going on between them. Even if they did end up going through the floor, They wouldn't stop going at it, Not until one of them finally breaks. Even then, That seemed like a long shot and a half as the both of their bodies were seemingly built for the sole purpose of sex alongside fucking. While huffing and puffing up a storm, Miruko looks down at Hawks, Who himself was red in the face alongside seemingly being exhausted yet still more than willing to keep going. "So tell me, Chicken boy..." Miruko begins to say, Drawing up the attention of Hawks towards her. "Ever have someone fuck you like this before?" Miruko questions, Curious as to what Hawks thinks of their current session compared to all the others he's somehow managed to get into the pants of.  Hawks lets out a breathless chuckle as Miruko doesn't stop working his dick. "A few times here and there, But not a lot of people do it like you." Hawks remarks, Although most of his attention lies on his cock vanishing in and out of Miruko's backdoor. Which was something that was quite the hypnotizing sight as Miruko's hips smash into his without any regard for either of them as Miruko's body works off of pure pleasure.  But in response to Hawks' claim, Miruko lets out a breathless chuckle of her own. "That has me wondering then, How do I rank among the others in your little black book?" Miruko asks, Genuinely curious as to how Hawks saw her performance up until this point. Not that she really cared or anything. But more along the lines of a sick curiosity that had been building up within her ever since she started to get the feeling that Hawks was kind of a playboy. Hawks doesn't take that long to answer, Which only makes the sting even worse when Hawks says, "Eh, I'd say You're really B+ tier kind of stuff." Miruko's eyes then burst open from her pleasured gaze at Hawks' honestly surprising words. "Most of the fun comes from fucking with you, But other than that, While you might be tight, You're nothing I haven't done before." Hawks goes onto say, Unknown if he was trying to provoke the hero on top of him, Or was being completely honest.  Either way, When Hawks looked up at the bronze bunny hero, He saw the face of someone who wasn't exactly pleased by what he said. For the first time in a while, Hawks feels genuinely nervous as he begins to sweat more than he already was. "Well... Um... I didn't mean it... I might have come off a little harsh..." Hawks struggles to find the proper excuse to get out of having all of his bones broken, But from the look Miruko was giving him, He knew he had no chance. As he closes his eyes and expects to be thrown out the window, Hawks is taken off guard as Miruko doesn't even stop gyrating her sweat-soaked bronze-colored hips. "B+? Well, For all the work I've put into up until this point, I was expecting something a little more than that." Miruko says, Terrifying Hawks with every word that comes out of her mouth. "But that's fiiiiiine... Totally fine. I get it, Your someone who gets around a lot. But if a B+ is all I'm going to get, Then that means I better put more work in, Right?" Miruko questions as her hips begin to add in more strength with every thrust downward onto Hawks' now poor dick. "Y-You know Rumi, I was being sarcasTI-*GRUNT*!" Before Hawks even had the chance to defend himself, Miruko begins to go at a pace that would be considered inhuman. As she begins to slowly work her quirk in more and more. The bed below them beginning to smash into the floor as Miruko begins to wring out Hawks' cock like a wet towel. "GAH! Holy Shit!" Is all that Hawks can say as Miruko begins to ruthlessly use HIM like a sex toy, A sex toy that she intended on breaking. The fear of which only causes the both of them to get more aroused than they already were as Miruko shows no mercy to the poor bird hero below her. "No *GRUNT* No, I think there's been enough talking." Miruko says, Using her hips to shut him up as more and more arousal begins to build up in the two of them. This time with Miruko TRUELY being the one on top this time as she works his dick as if he's done it a million times before. A feat not a lot of people can say they did when it came to the usual dominant chicken boy. But no matter which way you shook it, Miruko was finally dominant in one position in what seemed like ages ago. Which only served to make it more satisfying as their hips clashed together with a series of wet *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* that echoed throughout the love hotel bathroom. Miruko finally felt as if she was in her element. She IS someone who takes not a lick of shit from any sort of individual and is now putting the chicken boy who had been using her as a sex toy in his place. The roles finally reversed as Miruko ruthlessly bounced up and down across his length. A thing that made the bunny hero feel as if she was in heaven as she felt her orgasm building up inside of herself. And from judging how Hawks was acting below her, She knew he was also reaching his limit.  While furiously bouncing up and down on a dick that should have been obliterated at this point, Miruko smiles as she looks down at Hawks, That while He seems to be struggling, He is also having fun himself. "You ready for this chicken boy!?" Miruko calls out before letting out a huff of exhausted air from her lungs as she hurries both herself and Hawks to the final part of their current fuck session. "Ready as I'll ever be, Ma'am." Hawks says, Causing Miruko to feel a wave of pleasure go through her at Hawks calling her 'Ma'am' before looking down and seeing a small cheeky smirk on the bird boy's face. A smile that was struggling heavily as most of Hawks' sensations were put on the beautiful hero bouncing on top of him. "Well, In that case, Here it cooOOOOOMMMMMEEESSSS!!!" Miruko screams as her pussy and asshole and spasm at the same time. Finally, Her crotch lets loose a title wave of cum down onto Hawks' waist, Completely drenching it in the process. With Hawks letting loose a torrent of cum up Miruko's asshole. With Hawks letting out a loud groan as he does so as both of their bodies release any pent-up aggression or stress they've had up until this point before they both collapse over. Both exhausted from all the fucking they've just gone through. For a while, They just lay there, With Miruko laying on top of Hawks as they both pant and recover from what just happened. It actually looked pretty intimate and partially wholesome. With it looking so much so that if you were to come in right then and there, You've thought they were a couple. And while they might've been there to simply help Miruko lose stress, Holding onto each other for just a moment, Felt kinda nice to them. After laying against each other for a few more moments, Miruko rolls over off of Hawks. "Now THAT, Is how you lose some stress." Miruko remarks as both she and Hawks look at each other with what could be described as more respect for each other than they've had for a while now. "Tell me about it." Hawks says as he leans up and sits on the head of the bed, His entire body slick with sweat as he looks around the room as certain thoughts begin to creep into his head. "Say, Rumi." Hawks calls out, Grabbing the attention of Miruko. "You know people don't usually stick to the bed when they go to a love hotel." Hawks goes onto say as a smirk begins to grow on his face as Miruko lets out an exhausted sigh. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ "I don't think you'll be needing the entire outfit at this point." Hawks says, The role of domination now having switched back to Hawks as he holds her arms back and pumps his cock into her. Since the duo had decided to use more of the hotel room, They decided to take a peek at the costumes it came with, With one of them being a bunny girl outfit. But seeing as how Miruko already had the ears and tail, The two of them decided to just use the suit part of it. But none of that really mattered as Hawks thrusts his hips forward into Miruko's soppy wet cunny. Her juices splattering down the side of her thigh and completely soaking her fishnet stockings in the process. "Fuck, You look so good like this." Hawks remarks, His thrusts speeding up ever so slightly as he did good work in properly using Miruko's pussy. Since they both had been going at it for a while now, The need for lubrication really came down to more natural answers as it's been ever since they first started going at it. With Miruko's pussy being well-used at this point. All the while still maintaining a firm and strong grip on Hawks' cock while still being able to easily take him in without much trouble. A feel that sent waves of conflicting feelings through Miruko's body, Almost in tune with each thrust Hawks throws down on her. "J-Just shut up and fuck me, Chicken boy..." Miruko breathes out through heavy panting as Hawks obliges her request and continues to fuck her with the utmost passion. The fact that Miruko had been able to dominate him was still on Hawks' mind as he went onto go about fucking HER with a similar amount of strength. All of which still felt amazing with a pussy that squeezed him like a vice.  Still, The irony of Miruko wearing a bunny outfit wasn't lost on the two horny heroes. "Y'know, A couple of times when we first met, I thought about you dressed up like this." Hawks remarks, Sending more stinging waves of humiliation through the once prideful hero. "I thought about all the stuff I would do to you. So just look at us now!" Hawks says happily, With Miruko letting out a groan as his perverse nature as he continues to do what he pleases with her. Something that Miruko was still not entirely used to up until this point, But she pretty much knew it was par for the course when it came to screwing around with Hawks for as long as she was. That still didn't help quell the strange conflicting feelings throughout herself, Although it was pretty hard to focus on them when she had a large cock raging in and out of her. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ "What's it like being on the receiving end of this for a change?" Miruko asks, The role of domination having switched once again as she holds Hawks in a reverse mating press. With Miruko being the one to hold onto Hawks' ankles as she smashes her hips down onto Hawks' extended hips. A position that Miruko was slowly starting to understand why a lot of guys liked it, Or even favored it, Especially so when it came to Hawks fucking her earlier. With a smile of satisfaction on Miruko's face as she looks down at the, Oh so great number two hero of Japan getting a fucking of a lifetime as she worked his dick like an instrument. With Miruko Managing to squeeze Hawks in all the right places, That always made someone like Hawks go crazy. "It feels fucking fantastic." Hawks admits with a short breath as his muscles began to strain under Miruko's hips and thighs. Even with all of his stamina and endurance, Being under the slamming attack of thighs as thicc as Miruko's was still a feat and a half as he went through what not a lot of other people would be alive to say they had the chance of going through. That thought alone made Hawks' hair stand on end as his arousal was vast as he continued to do what he could to keep himself sturdy and not completely collapse under Miruko. Something Miruko was doing good work of making frequently more difficult as she just wouldn't stop, Not even after having cum many times already at this point. But at the very least, The sex was fucking fantastic. "That's good because I don't have ANY plans on stopping anytime soon." Miruko remarks as her hips speed up even more until the both of them could see white spots in their visions. For Hawks, He felt a strange feeling that felt like excitement and fear, Similar to how he felt whenever he flew through the sky. And as for Miruko herself, She was happy that after all the abuse she was putting down on Hawks and his increasingly attractive dick, He was still ready to go. Which was something she rarely, If at all, Saw with anybody else, Especially when she felt this excited and aroused. I guess she could count that to her usually fucking everyday citizens during one-night stand's when she should've been fucking her fellow heroes. Still, Without Hawks' help, Miruko most likely wouldn't have ever seen the light. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ "Heh, I guess the outfit REALLY does suit what you do best." Hawks chuckles to himself as Miruko lying on her back on the couch in their love hotel room. The position giving Hawks a perfect chance to fuck Miruko directly down her throat as his thicc, slime-covered, musky balls slapped over Miruko's nose and face. As you could most likely guess, The dominance between the two of them shifted once again, With Hawks leading this time. After Miruko took control a few times, Hawks thought it would be fitting if he got a little revenge on the bunny-girl, So as a result, He had her dress up in a succubus outfit that they also found in the love hotel room. He then also began to make her give good work in pleasuring the cock she abused. With Miruko having to lick and suck on all the juices and residues remaining on his dick. An action that earned Hawks an angry glare from the once-dominant superhero. Luckily for Hawks, They both knew that this was more rough play than anything else so that they could really go in on each other and let off a little steam. Even though this was for Miruko more than anyone else, Which was something Hawks found to be pretty ironic considering he was throat fucking Miruko once again. With more "GRLKRGLKRGLK!!!" Falling out of Miruko's mouth as Hawks continued to fuck it. Although with how the tight spandex outfit was squeezing every part of Miruko's body, Hawks just couldn't get enough. Also, Unlike last time, Seeing as how Miruko's body was facing upward, Hawks had the chance to poke, prod, grope and do whatever to Miruko's upper body. With Hawks taking the liberty to squeeze Miruko's large and bronze tits. Miruko's hands clutched onto Hawks' ass as his balls repeatedly slapped her in the face. A process that was becoming increasingly annoying along with the dizzying smell of the thicc double orbs. With Miruko letting out a semi-angry groan to voice her pleasure with what she was currently going through. But not to anyone's surprise, Hawks didn't really care at this point as he lets out a pleasured sigh from Miruko's groans vibrating around his dick. "You know, I think I like you more when I have my dick in your mouth." Hawks remarks, Saying something that would earn anyone else a devastating kick to the side of the head. But deep down, Hawks knew that Miruko wouldn't try anything. Which was something that Hawks took great advantage of. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ The water sloshed out of the bathtub as Hawks holds Miruko while making her thicc ass ripple as he fucks her up the ass. "C-C'mon C-Chicken *GRUNT* boy, D-Don't *GRUNT* slow down *GRUNT* now!" Miruko remarks in-between grunts as Hawks puts a great deal of effort into holding her up while also fucking her in the ass. Something that was slowly proving more difficult, Even for Miruko as she was forced to put some of her weight on the edges of the bathtub. With the water splashing around them as it flew out of the tub due to their strong thrusts against each other. And while it was proving to be quite hard, The pleasure was still amazing, And the fact that they were still going at it was a sight to behold. "Maybe you should move your ass a little more then." Hawks remarks back as he begins to speed up his thrust. After going at it for a while now, They decided to switch things up a bit as they then made their way into the bathroom to have some fun there. With the fun never stopping as they got into the tub and decided to go at it while filling up the tub, An idea which was surprisingly arousing once they really got into it. With the large yet enclosed space of the tub adding a new level of thrill to their fucking as Hawks made it look easy to propel his cock in and out of Miruko's tight ass. Although as he felt himself getting a little more intense, Hawks gets a unique idea that has him lean over and softly yet firmly bites the side of her neck. It ends up being something that causes Miruko to let out one of her loudest moans yet. As Miruko throws her head back and propels an ungodly amount of juice out of her pussy and into the tub. With some of it even managing to get onto the floor and even parts of the wall in front of them. "You kinky fuck! OOOOOOOHHHHH FUCK!" Miruko says before she then lets out another moan as Hawks begins to nibble at the side of one of her bunny ears. Hawks lets out a chuckle before letting out a groan as Miruko begins to pump her hips back into Hawks'. "If you t-t-thought I was g-going to *GRUNT* let that go u-unpunished, Then you really do have the brain of a god d-damn *GRUNT* chicken." Miruko remarks as they continue to furiously go at it, Even faster than before, Which causes more water to splash out of the tub.  ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ "GAH, HOLY FUCK!" Miruko breathes out as she pushes herself up from the bed as Hawks furiously shoves his cock into her while holding her hips. Her thighs wrapped around Hawks' waist so that she could pull him closer to get more of his thicc cock. "KEEP GOING! JUST LIKE THAT!" Miruko moans out as they both rhythmically slam their bodies together. An act that causes both of their bodies to work heat up more than they've ever been that night. But neither of them really seemed to mind as both of their focuses were pushed on trying to fuck the other as hard as they could. Miruko felt one of the greatest orgasms she's ever had that night beginning to build up within herself. With Hawks putting as much pressure as he can into fucking Miruko's still tight snatch. Miruko's mind was lost in a sea of pleasure. All past inhibitions are lost as she rides the pleasure wave coursing through her. Even though they're about to reach their sexual peak of the night, It was still amazing that the both of them could still continue after fucking around the entire apartment. With various sex toys and costumes strewn about the place as they experimented with whatever they could. But now, As they finally reach the farthest the both of them could go, They return back to the bed and fall into a furious fuck session. With both of their dominant side's evening out against each other as they have one final battle of sexual wills. Hawks' balls and overall waist and chest were coated in a layer of sweat alongside a healthy splattering of Miruko's juices. With Miruko's tits gyrated and shook off layers of sweat with every thrust Hawks throws down on her as her asshole leaks out a healthy load of cum. Hawks' wings stretch out as his muscles begin to tense up from the orgasm building up in the bottom of his balls. It was always a feeling he always had whenever he was going to have his final orgasm of the night. And so for someone like Miruko, He didn't plan on disappointing as his hips moved at a pace which once again made them look like a blur. Something that caused Miruko's moans to reach almost a fever pitch as he put all of his efforts into stuffing as much of his cock as he could into the legendary beautiful bronze bunny hero. "FUCK! YOUR SO GOOOOD!!!" Miruko moans out loudly, Her eyes nearly rolling into the back of her head as she says so. With Hawks letting out a grunt in response, Which basically told Miruko the same thing. Miruko could feel stress she never thought she had before being to rise up alongside her up-and-coming orgasm, Which only made her body tenser as She and Hawks slammed their bodies together. At first, When Miruko knew what Hawks was implying on that rooftop only a few days ago, She was at first disgusted, Seeing as how she knew how much of a womanizer Hawks could be. And she only saw Hawks' suggestion as a way for him to be able to say he managed to fuck her. But after spending god knows how long with Hawks in this love hotel room and with both of them rutting each other's brains out. She could only feel what could be described as a revelation at what new feelings are coursing through her as she and Hawks put their sexual skill against each other. Her sweaty and naked body moved against Hawks' as she felt herself getting more wet as his long cock reached up as far as it could go inside her. With her mind going blank with white spots showing up in her vision as her orgasm was just around the corner. After going through what felt like years of constant fucking, sucking, And what have you, Both Hawks and Miruko felt their bodies seize up as their orgasm's finally arrived. "FUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCKKKKKKKKK!!!" Miruko screams out as her cunt lets out a tidal wave of juices down across Hawks' cock and soaked waist. She also begins to feel the condom Hawks was wearing begin to stretch out as he began to feel it with his own torrent of thicc gooey cum. Something that only made Miruko cum even more than she already was. Both heroes clutched onto each other for dear life as they let out their biggest orgasms of the night, With Miruko's nails scratching down Hawks' back as her thighs squeeze his waist. And with Hawks now squeezing Miruko as hard as he could before they both finally slumped against each other before they both slumped over on the bed. As they lay against each other, It doesn't take long for both of them to start chuckling to themselves. "Not bad, Rumi, Not bad at all." Hawks says with a sly grin on his face, Something that would've usually irritated Miruko or just be something she would ignore. But right now, It had a unique charm to it. "Not bad yourself, Chicken boy." Miruko says, A sly grin on her face also. Which only drove Hawks crazy, But luckily for both of their stamina's they had no energy left to keep themselves going. Miruko lets out a chuckle as she finds that her muscles feel looser than she's ever felt them in a while. Although, Most surprisingly was the fact that her cunt and asshole still felt marginally tight. While they were both tired, Exhausted, Panting, Messes. Hawks releases his tight grip on Miruko before slowly crawling his way to the head of the bed before resting his head on some of the pillows. Hawks lets out a deep breath as he looks up at the ceiling, Allowing his body to relax after what he and Miruko just went through. He doesn't even mind when he feels Miruko crawl over and rests her head on his chest. With Hawks going so far as to lower a hand and stroke the side of her hair. After a while of both of them just lying there, Miruko calls out, "Hey, Hawks?" To which Hawks then looks down at her.  "Yeah?" Hawks responds simply. "My curiosity has to know, How'd I do compared to all the others?" Miruko asks. "I don't know. You might have to join in next time." Hawks says, A smirk on his face all the while. Miruko smiles as she lets out a happy sigh. "Sounds good to me." Miruko says simply as she rests her eyes, Her stress at this point being pretty much non-existent. ------------- ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ AUTHOR'S NOTE: Ok, That was longer than I was hoping for. Hopefully, I'll be able to trim down my next stories. I wouldn't count on it, Though. But never the less, It's finally done! This was also just something I wrote in between writing the chapters for a MUCH longer story that I'll hopefully be able to put out before the end of the year. I'll still post stories like this here and there so that I don't go crazy. But at the end of the day, Thank you so much for reading, And if you have any criticism that your willing to give, I'm more than willing to hear them.        

Chapter 4 - Finalizing it (Final)

"How was school, honey?" Steph's Mother calls out to her as she works on dinner from the stove, with Steph just now walking through the door through the front door of her home. Steph looked at her Mother and saw that as usual. Her Mother still looked beautiful, even when she's in her mid-forties. Steph's Mother seemed to have come home recently as she still wore her business suit, albeit with the added accessory of an apron that read, 'Cooking Mama' along with her usual work shoes being removed from her workplace outfit ensemble. Even though Steph's Mother was nearing the end of her forties, she could have been mistaken for someone in their late twenties to early thirties. Steph also noticed that she still had her beautiful brown hair in a bun in her hair, since usually, she would be letting her hair loose the moment she got home due to finally being able to relax. In contrast to Steph's Mom's beautiful appearance, Steph herself looked a bit worse for wear than her usual soft and flowing brown hair. Like that of her mothers, from her time with Katelynn, Steph's hair was rudely tossed around with some of it still sticking to her face from the torrent of spit and flem tossed out of her mouth from the throat fucking she got from Katelynn. Her glasses were also smudged from Katelynn's spit slick balls, slapping her face over and over again. From her chin downwards, Steph's usual yellow sweater was stained with a layer of spit and throat juices that were sloppily thrown from her mouth. And finally, Steph's usual black sweat pants had extra padding around her crotch area due to her body liking the throat fucking more than Steph would care to admit. It had been only four hours since she received the brutal throat plunging by Katelynn. But ever since she woke up from her cock hungover stupor, Her main goal was to simply go home. She didn't even care about the stares she got from other students at her college after she tried her best to clean herself up, Although she did hear murmurings about her getting fucked over by one of 'them.' Which ended up scaring her due to the fact that there might be in fact, more Katelynn's out there roaming the school. But after floating through the rest of the dreadful school day and having to deal with the stares and comments, along with Masie's worry, Steph finally made it back home, to which the moment her Mom greeted her. She realized that She didn't want her Mother to see her look like a cock filled whore.  So in response, Steph quickly sped walked past her Mom as she worked over the stove while also saying, "Eh, So-So I guess you could say," Steph says quickly as she leaps up the stairwell, not before turning around and make sure she was out of her Mom's sight and says, "Hey Mom! I'm still a little sweaty from gym class today, so I'm gonna go wash up before dinner." Steph says before running up the rest of the stairs, while also hearing her Mother's confirmation of her plan behind her as she went. "All I have to do is wipe myself down with a wet towel, and I should be fine." Steph thinks to herself as she nears the upstairs bathroom, only to have her plans shattered by her Sister coming out of the bathroom. While Steph and Her Mother always tried to keep up some sort of sensibility when it came to what they wore and how they acted, Steph's Sister Clara, on the other hand, was the complete and total opposite. With Steph and Her Mother sticking to the neutral and un-offensive clothing style to that of any Mother and Daughter living in middle-class America or anything that could come off the front cover of any family fashion catalog magazine. Clara took most of her fashion inspiration from that of Instagram thots. Her style mostly consisting of neon-colored booty shorts, tank tops with famous female figures doing Thot-Like things along with being smaller than her actual size as to show more of her bust, Neon colored skirts that rode too far onto her ass, Name brand Tye dye sweatshirts, And T-Shirts so tight You could see the outlines of her nipples. She even constantly dyed her hair on constant occasions that Steph can't even remember what her Brown hair looked like, with her hair now being a bright crimson red, similar to Steph's face once she saw her Sister about to look her way. But if you were to guess that she had an Instagram account, You would be correct! She always posted pictures of her and her friends hanging out by the beach in skinny bikinis that were so skinny that Steph thought her Sister sent nudes to the moderators to keep her account up. She wouldn't be surprised, though, seeing how all the other pictures she posted were either her hanging out at the club with famous people or smoking weed with said famous people, even both! So it wasn't really a hidden fact that Steph's Sister was kind of a slut. Even some of Clara's friends approached Steph to see if Clara's Sister was as wild as her, which usually ended up with Steph getting the occasional Dick Pic Snapchat. Still, after recent events, Steph knew she would be getting more based on her new relationship with Katelynn. So it wasn't really a surprise that Steph's heart fell from her chest when she saw Her Sister coming out of the bathroom while looking like she came home after one of the parties that her Sister went to. Clara was on her phone as she stepped out of the bathroom, probably texting one of her boy toys, only to quickly stop once she noticed Steph and how she looked. Clara looked her up and down, quickly taking note of her sexually roughed appearance, which made Clara feel some sort of retribution for all the times Steph scolded her for having fun with boys and the things that come along with that. Along with a small feeling of pride for her baby sister finally coming into her own and becoming a much of a slut as she was. Clara's face morphed into one of confusion, concern, realization, and pure and unadulterated smugness that made Steph's cheeks burn even brighter than before. Clara's mouth opened, and she let out a low chuckle as she slowly put her phone into her pocket and slowly walked over to her nervous Sister. "Looks like we both find fun in similar ways," Clara says with a smug grin. "Judging from how you look, I'm guessing you also like getting a little rough too." Clara goes onto say, making Steph's stomach become queasy. As Clara neared her Sister, Steph quickly steeled herself and lightly tried to push Clara away, only to find that her Sister was surprisingly built like a rock, most likely from all the fucking she does. "H-Hold on, I-It's not what you think!" Steph tries to say, only to notice her Sister's smug grin grow ever wider and for her own frustration to grow. Clara raises a finger and presses it against the wet stain on Steph's sweater and pulls it back, still feeling the stickiness on it. "Really? That what would you call this?" Clara says as she shoves the finger in Steph's face, making Steph cringe and flinch away. "I know you aren't the brightest bulb in the bunch, But I didn't take you for someone who drools on themself." Clara jokes, which she then lets out a chuckle at her own joke. Steph takes a short moment to think of anything she could use against her Sister so that She couldn't hold this over Steph's head. The best thing she could come up with being, "I-I just woke up late today and felt really tired, and after gym class, I ended up falling asleep on the bus ride home."  Clara lets out a chuckle as she steps back from Steph and walks past her, down the stairs that Steph just ran up, not before stopping and saying behind her, "Then why does your breath smell like dick?" She says before continuing to walk down the rest of the stairs, leaving Steph, Horrified and more embarrassed than ever. But seeing as how Clara was finally out of her hair, Steph quickly tosses aside Clara's comments and quickly makes her way into the bathroom. "She wouldn't tell Mom, Right? I mean, I don't tell Mom about HER sexual escapades." Steph thinks to herself as she shuts the bathroom door behind her and locks it. Steph ignores the smell of weed stuck in the bathroom and grabs a nearby towel before putting it under some cold water and proceeding to wipe the left behind residue from Katelynn. "There has to be some way to get out of this..." Steph thinks to herself as she brings the cold wetted towel down upon the spit stain on her yellow sweater. "I can't just live at the beck and call of some pervy girl. Maybe I could ask the school to do something about her? No, that wouldn't work. How else could she have gotten my phone number." Steph tosses the idea away as she thinks about the night before. Steph lets out a groan as she takes off her glasses and begins to wipe away Katelynn's ball smears. "Oh god, I'm trapped, Aren't I?" Steph thinks to herself as she brings up her hands to cover her face. But as Steph continued to wipe down her glasses, She felt her heart flutter slightly. "What was that?" Steph thinks to herself as she brings up a hand to her heart, only to find that the feeling had already quickly faded. "Probably still a little shocked from earlier today." Steph thinks to herself as she tucks away the thought and continues to wipe down her glasses. But once again, as she continued to wipe, The feeling fluttered through her again, this time more in her stomach. Steph quickly tucks away her concerned thoughts once again, justifying it with the same reason that she had before.  But when the feeling reappeared, This time it was coming directly from her now glistening pussy, sending a shock wave of sexual energy coursing through her body. "Oh god..." Steph groans out as she begins to feel more and more aroused and frustrated at the fact that she was aroused due to her Bully's dick. Ever since their surprisingly sexual relationship started, Katelynn had said that Steph was a slut, through and through. Still, every time she said so, Steph had firmly denied it, both by telling off Katelynn and by telling herself that she wasn't. And now she was getting angry at the fact that Katelynn might, in fact, be right about her and that she has some form of understanding of Steph. But now, Every time she tried to suppress it, It just came back as more and more arousal, almost to the point of it being insufferable. In any other normal case where she was THIS aroused, She would have usually excused herself and went off and pleasured herself, but if she did now, She knew that it would be too Katelynn, and that would end up proving Katelynn right in proving that she was a slut to her. Suddenly her phone dinged once again as she then gained an idea on how to suppress her growing arousal. "That's it! I can use my phone to distract myself!" She thinks to herself happily as she quickly picks her phone out of her pocket, with her finally being done cleaning herself up.  "I could probably text Masie and- GAH!" She accidentally exclaims as she drops her phone the moment she opened the notification she just got, She saw that it was another dick pic from Katelynn. "AGAIN!?" Steph angrily thinks to herself as she picks up the phone to make sure it didn't crack on the bathroom's tile flooring. Sure enough, It was another dick pic from her Bully, With the photo being taken from the lower right of Katelynn's frame. Showing Katelynn sitting on her bed with the photo also being at a perfect angle as to show off Katelynn's plump ass along with her full looking balls. With Katelynn's cock sticking straight up and a pearl of pre-cum dripping out of the mushroom tip, with her pants and black thong being pulled down to her ankle. The picture also had the caption, "How does it look from this angle?" Which ended up matching the Smirk that Steph could see on Katelynn's face as she took the picture. Steph ended up staring at the picture longer than she would've cared to admit, With a little bit of drool coming out of her mouth as she adjusted her glasses to get a better look at the picture. Steph ended catching the strand of spit before it could snap in half and dribble onto her. "Great, Now I REALLY am drooling on myself." Steph angrily thinks to herself. Although, No matter how hard she tries, Her body continues to heat up with the fluttering feeling now being everywhere inside her, kind of like a feeling of anticipation when you're about to go down a hill on a rollercoaster, But with all of it being focused mainly around her arousal. Soon all she can think about is Katelynn's dick and where it's been, and how she's gotten well accustomed to it, whether it be down her throat or up her pussy. "In my pussy..." Steph thinks to herself as she begins to sweat slightly, Her mind flashing back to the day she met Katelynn and how she dominated her. Steph can't even help herself as she finds her hand slowly crawling down her chest, past her stomach, and nearing her oozing pussy. "I-I shouldn't." Steph tries to reason with herself, but no matter hard she tries, the feeling of arousal grows and grows. The moment she touches her clit she feels a harsh shiver run up her spine as her mind begins to remember her times in the bathroom with Katelynn. "O-Oh f-fuck..." Steph moans out quietly as her thumb begins to run up and down her clit with her bringing up her index finger and slightly pinching it, causing her to let out a quick inhale through her teeth. Soon she brings down two more fingers and spreads her folds slightly, stretching them slightly with two of her fingers, sending another hot wave of pleasure coursing through her. She knew that she was only proving Katelynn right, and knowing how well Katelynn knows her, Steph knew that even if she lied, Katelynn would know, and she would end up getting punished. But the more she thought about it, The more and more she liked the idea of Katelynn continuing to treat her like a slut. She imagined having to swallow load after load of Katelynn's cum, as she feels Katelynn's balls slapping over her face and chin, maybe even sucking on them. In the end, it didn't matter. As long she was Katelynn's slut, She would be fine. "Damn it! Stop thinking about that!" Steph angrily thinks to herself, trying to get a hold of herself, but the more she pleasured herself, the more she wanted to do so. She then added more fingers to the mix as she began to use four fingers and rub her clit in a circular motion, causing her to writhe in pleasure and also begin to bite down on her yellow sweater to suppress her moans so that her Mom and Sister couldn't hear her. Mostly so that her Sister couldn't hear her since she didn't want another perv mocking her sexual habits. But as she continued, She thought of when She first met Katelynn and how she ended up ruthlessly fingering Steph so she could be ready for her cock. "It... Feels so... GOOD!" Steph thinks to herself as she begins to speed up her rubbing. But as she continued to pleasure herself, She realized that she wanted MORE! She couldn't fully get off if she was just rubbing her clit. She needed something inside her. So Steph ends up extending out her middle and index finger and sticks them in her mouth, "Can't go in dry..." Steph thinks as she sucks on her finger, imagining it to be Katelynn's cock.  After sucking on her fingers for a few more seconds and getting them all slimy and wet, Steph mumbles out, "Good enough." To which she then pulls down her pants and panties and brings her fingers down to her quivering cunt, and pushes them past her folds, which causes her to bite down on her sweater so she could suppress a moan. "Ah Fuck, It feels so good..." Steph thinks to herself as she begins to pull her fingers in and out of herself, causing more of her fluids to spill out into the open toilet below her. But as her fingers plunge deeper and deeper into herself, Steph imagines them to be Katelynn's cock and how she pounded Steph into the school toilet with it. "Fuck me..." Steph mumbles and moans out as her fingers slowly pick up the pace. She remembers how rough Katelynn was with Katelynn, seemingly seeking her own pleasure from how fast she was but was so rough with the pounding that Steph swore she was trying to please her and wanted to draw it out as long as possible. She also remembered the sounds of wet flesh slapping against wet flesh as Katelynn pounded their sweaty bodies together with Katelynn's cock plunge deeper and deeper into her, almost making Steph go crazy. And just from that thought, It pushes Steph over the edge as she clutches onto the toilet seat lets out a subtle yet noticeable moan into her sweater as stream after stream of cum squirted out of her pussy and into the toilet below her. After her mind-blowing orgasm, Steph sits for a moment on the toilet, panting heavily as she reaches up a non-cum covered hand and wipes off her brow from sweat, and lets out a deep sigh of relief. Although as many people could tell you, What goes up, must come down. The same saying could also be applied to the idea of post-nut clarity as to the more she thought about her pleasurable moment, the more shame she began to felt at the realization of what she was pleasuring herself too. "Oh, god... I AM a slut." Steph says aloud in the bathroom before she quickly slaps a hand over her mouth due to how loud she just said what she said. "I REALLY hope Clara didn't hear that." Steph thinks to herself as her rational mind begins to kick. Steph ended up doing what any teen would do after a shameful masturbation session in the bathroom and simply cleans up after herself and heads back downstairs for dinner, where she comes across Clara and their Mother chuckling as they set the dinner table. Although this time when she came downstairs, She felt at ease, more at ease than she felt in a long time. After a surprisingly pleasant dinner with Her Sister and Mother, Steph headed upstairs to think about what happened to her in the bathroom. "Am I a slut? No... But, Why did I want Katelynn's dick so bad in the bathroom?" Steph continues to think to herself as she paces around her room. Steph had always grown up relatively innocent, Well, Innocent as you could be when you grow up in the starting age of the internet. Sure, she knew how sex worked and all of its intricate facets, and sure she wasn't a virgin. But She never really delved into the kind of depravity she delved into in the bathroom, This was a new entire experience for her, and she couldn't figure out whether she should be scared or nervous about it. All she knew was that the main source of all of this new arousal came from HER. Ever since their first meeting in the bathroom, Steph had begun to feel more and more aroused, more than she ever felt in her life. During one late night, Steph had done some research into Hermaphrodites for a biology report only to find out, much to her shock, that humans could be born with the certain genes required for someone to be both female and have the reproductive organs of a male. "Maybe those certain genes also give a pheromone that makes people more aroused and obsessed with sex?" Steph mumbles out along with other possible theories of how she became easier to arouse. All in all, Steph knew that she needed answers, and so after taking a glance at her phone and letting out a deep breath, she knew what she had to do. "Although it's probably too late to call her." Steph thinks to herself as she picks up her phone and flicks it on. '8:30' The phone said as Steph once again begins to consider if the world hated her. Steph then navigates to her messages and opens up Katelynn's contact. After taking a moment to consider if she REALLY wanted to take a trip directly into the lion's den of fucking, "If I do this, I can't have her coming here." Steph thinks to herself as she quickly types the message, "Hey, Is it alright if I come over to your house?" Steph types and sends it over to Katelynn. After waiting for a few minutes, Steph gets a text back, which causes her heartbeat to speed up as she quickly flicks over to see Katelynn's message. "Sure!" Katelynn texted back before she then texts an address to Steph, which Steph quickly copies down. "Can't wait to see you, Pet. ;)" Katelynn texts, making Steph wonder if she could reconsider going over to Katelynn's own home. Surprisingly, or unsurprisingly depending on who you ask, Katelynn didn't live that far away from Steph. At most, it was around a fifteen-minute walk, although it felt like an eternity. With every step she took, making her hands more and more sweaty, and her heart continuing to beat faster and faster. Soon enough, Steph arrived at the destination given to her by Katelynn and what she found was extremely surprising. What she thought to be a home similar to that of a frat house full of gang bangs and used condoms. She came across a home that looked like it fitted perfectly in a modern-day, neighborhood suburbia, catalog home, with the grass and bushes looking more greener than any other house on the block. The house also looked as if it were painted in a beautiful baby blue and sun-rise yellow that looked like it was painted with the finest materials not even a week ago. "Talk about subverted expectations..." Steph thinks to herself as she steps onto the beautifully crafted porch and reaches out a hand to knock on the door. "Come in!" Steph hears a voice yell out in a sing-song tone from inside the house. With a deep breath, Steph pushes open the door and steps inside the home. And just like with what she saw outside, The interior of Katelynn's home was beautifully made, with it looking mostly spotless, all the while still having that lived-in feeling to it. "You must be Katie's friend!" A voice says, causing Steph to whirl around and see a drop-dead gorgeous woman. The Woman had a large mass of light brown hair sticking behind a hairband with a lone yet noticeable strand sticking out to the side. She also wore a thin sweater that had her entire back exposed, along with a tight small black skirt that properly squeezed all of her curves. Overall, She looked as if she just was about to head out to a late-night drinking party as she had a thin layer of makeup on her face that extenuated her beautiful features. "She hasn't come home yet. Why don't you wait for her here?" She says as she reaches down and pours herself a glass of wine. "You drink wine?" The Woman goes onto asking with a charming smile on her face that reminded her perfectly of Katelynn. Steph attempted to respond, but all she could do was stand there and look flustered as her face beat a dark shade of red, as she attempted to find the right words to talk back to the bombshell of a MILF. Although her absence of words didn't go un-noticed as the Woman raises an eyebrow in concern and calls out, "Hello?". Not wanting to create an awkward incident, Steph quickly shakes her head and focuses before saying, "OH! Um... Sure, I'd love some wine." Steph says happily as she follows, presumably Katelynn's Mom, to the living room. "Just take a seat right here, and I'll grab you a glass." The Woman says as she walks off to the kitchen. Steph takes a moment to look around the room and observe her surroundings, which had a few large couches sitting by a roaring fire and a large flat-screen TV, with a bottle of wine sitting atop a coffee table. "So how do you know Katie?" The Woman asks from the backroom, which quickly snaps Steph out of her thoughts. Not wanting to lie yet not wanting to reveal the full truth, Steph comes up with an excuse that, if written on paper, could be taken for the partial truth. "W-We actually met in the school bathroom, believe it or not. We e-ended up talking for a while and REALLY got to know each other." Steph explains, slightly cringing at her own badly hidden meanings behind her words. Soon enough, The Woman re-enters the living room holding a plate of cheese along with another wine glass. But when Steph tries to object to the extra accommodations, The Woman waves off her concerns and says, "Don't worry about it, I always spoil Katie's friends." The Woman says with a smile as she pours a glass of wine for Steph, although Steph does cringe at the mentioning of Steph being Katelynn's 'friend.'. The Woman then quickly stops sipping her wine as if she just remembered something and says, "Oh, excuse my poor manners, I'm Hattie, Katies Mom!" The Woman, now known as Hattie, says as she extends a hand out towards Steph. Steph takes a sip of her wine and extends a hand of her own towards Hattie, and says, "Steph, It's nice to meet you." Steph says with a sheepish smile on her face, to which Hattie's smile widens slightly at Steph's politeness. Hattie then leans in and grabs a piece of cheese off the platter and pops it into her mouth before taking a sip of her wine and says, "Y'know, I'm real glad Katie's opening up her range of friends. While I love her usual gang, It's always a pleasure to meet someone new." Hatties says while glancing towards a childhood picture of Katelynn, which shows her with brighter brown hair and playing around on the beach. Steph is completely dumbfounded at Katelynn's Mom and the pure and total difference between the two. "The more I talk with her, The more I wonder if they're even related?" Steph thinks to herself as she listens to Katelynn's Mom rattle off about childhood stories involving Katelynn. But before Steph could dig into Katelynn's past, what sounded to be the front door opens followed by, "I'm home!" Katelynn yells into the house, causing Steph's heart to drop in her chest at her incoming Bully. Hattie turns and yells out, "We're in the living room, honey!" Hattie yells out, causing Steph's face to glow red with anger due to Hattie exposing both of their positions to the one person she wasn't looking forward to seeing on her visit here. Soon enough, Steph hears footsteps nearing, and with every footstep, Steph's heart falls deeper and deeper into her chest. Katelynn then appears from the entryway into the living room, with her pulling off her leather jacket. "Hope you weren't tiring out our guest, Mom," Katelynn says with a predatory grin aimed towards Steph, causing a shiver to quickly flutter down her spine. Although from Katelynn's remark, Hattie chuckles before Katelynn continues to go onto say, "I've got some school stuff I need to run through with Steph here." Katelynn says, causing Steph to grind her teeth at the subtle burn. "Yeah, I'M the one that needs help." Steph angrily thinks to herself as Katelynn fully takes off her black leather jacket and opens a nearby door revealing a coat hanger on the inside. Hattie then smiles as she rises to her feet, followed by Steph, who looks at her nervously, "Well, in that case, I better let you two girls get to it." Hattie says happily, causing Steph's hope to die out at the loss of her only lighthouse in the storm of girl cock and cum. Hattie then extends out a hand for Steph to shake as she then says, "Well, it was nice meeting you, Stephanie." Hattie says as Steph puts on a fake smile and shakes Hattie's hand back. "I-It was nice meeting you too," Steph says with obvious fake happiness as Katelynn walks over and wraps an arm around her waist. "Oh, god, please don't go!" Steph thinks to herself as Katelynn begins to tug her away slightly. Katelynn smirks to herself at Steph's obvious panic as she begins to lead her upstairs, "Don't worry, Mom, We'll both be fine." Katelynn says as her hand begins to grope and kneed at Steph's large and plump ass, causing Steph to noticeably cringe and curl her toes into her shoes. Just as the two girls were about to round the corner, Hattie calls out, "Have fun, girls!" Hattie calls out happily as they both turn to face her one last time. But before they both leave, Hattie calls out once again, "Don't fuck her too hard now. I might want a turn later." Hattie says, completely taking Steph off guard at Katelynn's Mom's also pervertedness and possible cock. "Is everyone in this family fucked up!?" Steph nervously and angrily thinks to herself as Katelynn ushers her through a nearby door into presumably Katelynn's room, with it also the lion's den in Steph's regard. "Oh, god! It starts!" Steph thinks to herself as she grimaces as she walks through the door, with every step she took, making her regret her decision more and more. From what she had seen from the house, Steph had expected her expectations to be also subverted in Katelynn's room. But what she saw subverted her subversions. What she saw in the room was that of a simply put, a punk, a bully, and overall someone she thought she would never associate with. When she first entered the room, She was instantly greeted with that of the stench of cigarettes and weed with a small wooden box sitting atop a dresser along with a bong and a few packets of cigarettes, along with panties and clothes were strewn about and a long line of condoms stringing out of one of the drawers. What she saw next wouldn't surprise herself from an hour ago, seeing as how there were various graffiti's littering across the walls and ceilings, mostly showing admittedly impressive art. Still, Steph was taken off guard as she saw various sex acts between females, with one of them always having a dick. She also saw Katelynn's desk, which had a sizeable computer on it, along with various beer bottles and a few more bongs with the added ashtray nearly overflowing with cigarette butts, along with various dirty school supplies. She also noticed that there were various posters showing certain rock bands having the same style that Katelynn usually wore, which ended up making Steph smile to herself at the thought of the usual calm and collected Katelynn geeking out over something. Overall, It looked like the room of a college-aged punk dickgirl bully. "Soooo, What made you want to come here?" Katelynn asks as she pulls out a cigarette, lights it, and puts it in her mouth, all the while having this smirk plastered on her face that only frustrated Steph. Speaking of which, Steph thinks for a moment to properly articulate the words to her of what she wants. But no matter how hard Steph tries to think, She can't think of anything that couldn't be used against her and would be used for Katelynn to fuck her. "No matter how many ways I could try to spin it, Knowing her, I'm getting fucked either way." Steph thinks to herself before letting out a sigh, "Let's just get this over with." Steph thinks to herself as she then says, "W-When I-I got home, I went to go clean myself a-after our little thing we did in the bathroom. But w-when I got into the b-bathroom, I-I just kept getting more and more..." Steph's words fall off as she attempts to properly describe herself getting aroused, only for Katelynn to raise a hand to silence her. Katelynn chuckles slightly as she walks over to Steph and puffs out a fume of smoke from her mouth into Steph's face, causing the latter to start coughing and hacking. "Y'Know, It's funny. I keep trying to tell you over and over that, you're a dirty slut, and yet you always deny it, But now..." Katelynn trails off as she walks over to a nearby ashtray and puts out her cigarette. "Now, When you are all alone in your own bathroom, You finger yourself at the thought of my cock." Katelynn continues as she walks back over to Steph, who was still struggling from the smoke. "I think it would be best for you to just come to terms with what you are. You don't have to show that you like it, Hell, You don't even have to admit it. All you have to do is accept what you are and get over yourself." Katelynn explains as she leans in close to Steph's face, causing the latter girl's face to light up red slightly. From Katelynn's words, Steph begins to feel more conflicted with every passing second as she can't decide whether or not she should listen to the girl who has been ruling over her mind for the past week. "I shouldn't, But it felt so good, but feeling good doesn't mean it's even good in the first place." Steph thinks to herself as her eyes slowly drift towards Katelynn's. "NO! I'm not a slut! I'm not going to let her win!" Steph thinks to herself now more determined than ever. "Listen here, you-" Before Steph could even start her scolding, Katelynn plunges her face roughly onto Stephs as they both stumble back against Katelynn's dresser as Katelynn digs her tongue deeper and deeper into Steph's mouth. "WHAT IS SHE DOING?!" Steph thinks to herself, panicked and with wide eyes as she tries to push Katelynn back, only for Katelynn's strength to win out over her's. As Katelynn's strength overpowers Steph's, Her hands begin to roam around Steph's soft and plump body as she begins to feel up her curves, including her ass, tits, thighs, and hips. "Oh, god... Not again..." Steph thinks to herself as she lets out a little moan as Katelynn's hands drift towards Steph's quickly wetting pussy as she then feels Katelynn's raging hard cock pressing against her stomach. Steph's breathing quickens as Katelynn's nearly wraps around hers with Katelynn's tongue piercing feeling all around in Steph's mouth, the small metal ball bumping and rubbing against Steph's tongue and teeth. Suddenly, Katelynn pulls back, giving Steph a chance to properly breathe as Katelynn begins to suck on Steph's neck, making the nervous girl let out a small moan in return. "I-I h-have to take control of this!" Steph struggles to think to herself as she feels her knees buckle as Katelynn's neck sucking intensifies along with the groping and rubbing, Similar to that of the barbarian warrior's taking the princess and having their way with her from all the 'anime' she watches. "Mmmm, You taste good, my little slut," Katelynn huskily whispers into Steph's ear as she then licks the side of her ear lobe, causing Steph's body to heat up even more as Kate begins to speed up her fingers that were rubbing against Steph's wet pussy through her pants. Causing the increasingly more and more aroused girl to get even more aroused as she then buckles against Katelynn and leans against her. "Don't flake out on me. We're just getting started." Katelynn says as she reaches back a finger and rubs it against Steph's asshole, causing the girl to quickly perk up at the sudden feeling along with letting out a semi-loud yelp. "Don't worry, I'll be making a stop back there too, But we have a long way to go until we get there." Katelynn continues to whisper into Steph's ear, causing the said girl to shake with slight excitement, nervousness, and overall fear at the possible up and coming intrusion up her ass.  "Oh god, I don't think I've ever put anything up there." Steph thinks to herself while facing Katelynn's relentless oral onslaught on her neck and lips. Katelynn then reaches her arms behind and clutches onto Steph's large and juicy ass as she tightly squeezes the two globes around in her palms, causing Steph's toes to curl in her shoes. "Not so tight!" Steph groans out as Katelynn lets out a small rumbling chuckle into Steph's neck before squeezing even harder, causing a wave of fluids to come flying out of Steph's soaking pussy along with a loud moan from the humiliated girl as her dark sweatpant's looking even darker than before. Katelynn then her face against the side of Steph's as she licks it from the bottom of her chin, all the way to the top of her brow. "You taste so fucking good!" Katelynn moans out as her fingers quickly begin to drift towards Steph's pussy once more, but this time she swiftly swirls Steph's clit through her pants before they reach up and latch onto Steph's also large and juicy tits, as she begins to kneed on them with her nails, as Steph grimaces at the slight pain. "Huge ass, huge tits, AND a kinky bitch hidden behind the veneer of an annoying sexy nerd? You've got it ALL!" Katelynn says as she continues to grope, all the while Steph continues to writhe in both pain and pleasure in her shoes. Suddenly, Katelynn pulls away from Steph, leaving for confused for only a moment before she firmly pushes Steph down onto her knees. "I think it's time we moved onto the next part of the meal," Katelynn says with a smirk as Steph grimaces as she watches Katelynn pull down her sweat pants and reveal her rock hard cock, barely being held back by her black thong, with a pearl of pre-cum oozing from the tip of her cock and leaking through the thong itself. "I already throat fucked you today, but I'm not complaining," Katelynn says with her trademark smirk, "Although I am willing to let you take it at your own pace, as long as you can keep me entertained, that is," Katelynn explains. Simultaneously, Steph's mouth sub-consciously begins to water at the sight of Katelynn's juicy, thick cock. "Go on," Katelynn says, waving the bulge in Steph's face, "Take it out already." Katelynn finishes, reveling in seeing the confliction on Steph's face. "Here we are again, I guess..." Steph thinks to herself, remembering the similar position she was in with Katelynn only a few days ago. "I can't believe I'm going to go through with this..." Steph thinks as she lets out an exhausted sigh. Slowly, Steph reaches out her hands and grabs onto Katelynn's own thick thighs and hooks her fingers around Katelynn's thong's bands, and pulls down, causing Katelynn's cock to bob upwards and spring out into Steph's face, along with a spurt of pre-cum shooting out onto her cheek. Steph stares at the cock tip staring back at her as she swallows some saliva, causing Katelynn to chuckle under her breath, followed by Steph glaring at her due to Katelynn's obvious perverted thoughts. Katelynn slightly bounces on the heels of her feet and says, "C'mon, quit bein a tease and suck my dick!" Katelynn says as she continues to bounce, causing more strands of pre-cum to drip off her dick and splatter onto Steph's lap, making Steph cringe in the process of the warm liquid on her. Steph lets out a deep sigh, followed by a short cough before she leans in and sticks the head of the cock into her mouth as she cringes at the salty fluid in her mouth. "So salty... But why does it taste so good?" Steph confusedly thinks to herself as she takes more and more of the cock into her mouth, with Katelynn taking in a short breath of air through her teeth due to the newfound pleasure. Steph continues to suck and lick Katelynn's cock as she bobs a quarter of it in and out of her mouth. She then grabs it and pulls it out of her mouth as she then begins to lick the underside of it as she begins to run her tongue across from where the balls and dick meet, all the way to the tip of it. Loving every second of this, Katelynn leans her head back as she then says, "Yeah, lick those balls too." Katelynn says, causing the girl below her to pause slightly at the new idea. Noticing Steph's hesitation, Katelynn leans her head back forward and says, "They've already smacked everywhere on your face. I doubt sucking on them won't be that different." Katelynn explains, causing Steph to let out a short huff as she then extends her tongue out to Katelynn's testicles and licks the underside of them, causing Steph to pull back slightly at the saltier and sweatier taste. After taking a moment to think and prepare herself, Steph leans her head back towards the double orbs, "Let's just get this over with already." Steph thinks as she begins to lick and suck on Katelynn's balls, causing the girl above to let out a shaky sigh from the apparent pleasure. "They're so... warm." Steph thinks as she takes one of the orbs into her mouth, causing a new wave of pre-cum to come spilling out of the tip and splatter against Steph's forehead. "Could have given me a warning at least." Steph thinks to herself with an annoyed look on her face as she looks back up at Katelynn and becomes angrier at the fact that Katelynn still has a smirk plastered on her face. With a groan, Steph pulls back from Katelynn's testicles, looks up at her, and says, "There, Happy now?" Steph says angrily. "Peachy!" Katelynn says with an innocent-looking smile, only making Steph angrier, but her thoughts are quickly interrupted as Katelynn shoves her cock back in Steph's face. "C'mon Pet. I'm getting bored~." Katelynn says with a sing-song voice, causing Steph to panic and quickly tuck the cock back in her mouth in an attempt to not get throat fucked. Katelynn lets out another groan as Steph manages to suck halfway down her cock, admittedly impressing Katelynnn due to seeing where she was a few days ago to where she is now. "You're a fast learner, Y'know that, right?" Katelynn says, drawing the attention of Steph as she looks up at her. "I mean, when we first met, You were still a decent cock sucker, but now, You've come pretty far." Katelynn compliments Steph, causing Steph's cheeks to light up slightly with a small blush. "But now, Let's see if you can take it all without my help." Katelynn says, as Steph quickly gets the message of what Katelynn wants her to do. Steph quickly turns her attention to Katelynn's waist as she slowly begins to analyze how she could get all the way down there while providing enough pleasure for Katelynn to make sure she won't get bored. "If I start hum while she's in my throat, that could give me extra time to figure out how I could fully fit this monster down there. I've also overheard that some guy's like when you slip a finger up their butt, but that might to risky, and god knows what'll happen to me if she gets angry." Steph thinks. "I should also focus on breathing as to make sure I don't panic and try to pull out, alright, humming and breathing through my nose, let's give it a go." Steph finishes as she flashes a determined glance up at Katelynn, making the girl ever more curious at Steph's plan. She's so curious, in fact, she decides not to just shove it down now just so she could fuck with Steph, as it seemed that Steph was putting actual thought into this, which is something she can't say about a lot of the other girls who give her blowjobs. Steph lets out a deep breath of air through her nose as she prepares herself for the coming trial of both her mental and physical health. "Alright, let's get down halfway again." Steph thinks as she slowly pushes her head halfway down the cock, quickly finding her limit, but still not deterred. "OK, Focus on my breathing and begin to push." Steph continues to think to herself as she slowly begins to guide her head past her usual limit, quickly having to halt herself from gagging. Although the more the cock goes down her throat, her air supply slowly becomes harder and harder to control as her body begins to try and pull back, only for Steph to steel herself and continue down. "Start humming damn it!" Steph yells to herself in her mind as she begins to hum, causing Katelynn to let out a moan of pleasure, and temporarily distracting her, and giving Steph a little more time. Tears start to form in Steph's eyes as she continues her journey down onto Katelynn's cock as. She slightly opens them and sees that she's just about there. "C'mon! Your almost there!" Steph mentally encourages herself as her nose bumps into Katelynn's waist. "I DID IT!" Steph thinks happily as she had managed to throat Katelynn's entire cock on her own. Carefully, Steph pulls back her head and removes the cock from her mouth with a noticeable pop. Steph then turns up to look at Katelynn and says with a smirk of her own, "There, I did it!" She says with a smirk as Katelynn smiles back down at her. "Great! But now I'm bored." Katelynn says, her face returning to that annoying smirk from before as before Steph could even react, Katelynn thrusts her hips forward and plunges her cock down Steph's throat, spit and flem splattering out of Steph's mouth in the process and with Katelynn balls slapping Steph's chin also. "Honestly, *Grunt* I'm really *Grunt* glad that you *Grunt* manged to get *Grunt* all of it down *Grunt* without my help, *Grunt* But, *Grunt* I like it more *Grunt* when I can use your throat *Grunt* like a pussy." Katelynn explains in-between grunts and thrusts, all the while spit, pre-cum, and flem continue to bubble out of her mouth and splatter onto her sweater. At the same time, With every thrust that Katelynn throws Steph's way, it causes Steph's head to bump against the wall behind her. Steph reaches out her hands and tries to push Katelynn away, but no matter how hard she pushes, Katelynn's strength is just too much for her, so in the end, she just places her hands on Katelynn's thick ass in some sort of attempt to have some kind of control. "*GCK* Why am I *GCK* not surprised? *GCK* *GCK* *GACK*!" Steph thinks to herself as she cringes every time Katelynn's cock goes into her throat. However, it's not long until she finds some sort of middle ground she can focus on as she gags and coughs all over Katelynn's dick, causing more flem and spit to splatter onto Katelynn's balls. Although, She could never get used to the feeling of getting throat fucked, maybe if it was someone else who was gentle and respectful of her preferences, then perhaps she would get used to it, or hell, maybe even good at it, not based around how her throat felt like Katelynn was enjoying right now, but maybe more along the lines of her own personal skill. But all she could do now was look at the one-eyed piper and take it down her throat. Although the more her head bumps into the wall behind her with every thrust, the more annoyed she continues to get. "Can she at least fuck my face somewhere else, so my damn head isn't bashing against the wall?" Steph angrily thinks. Katelynn, on the other hand, was cloud nine as she pushes her dick deeper and deeper down the wet, warm hole of Steph's mouth and throat, wanting more and more in the process as she tries to get a better angle so she could get her cock deeper down there. Along with the warm, wet, and tight like a vice sensation of Steph's throat, with every whimper, moan, and groan that Steph makes, it only continues to give Katelynn more pleasure via vibrations that come from the noises Steph makes with every wet thrust. "Ooh, Fuck! Making you my bitch was one of the best decisions I've ever made." Katelynn says, a dumb smile plastered on her face in the process as she continues to revel in the pure and un-adulterated warm and hot pleasure wrapped around her dick. "I'm her's? I am, aren't I?" Steph thinks to herself as she fully becomes aware of how hopeless the situation has become. She had originally come to her to get some sort of answers. But now look where she is, Deep throating the one person she never saw herself deepthroating in her life. But as she thought about it, for some reason, the more sense it started to become, but she also knew that if she was going to become Katelynn's, she isn't going down without a fight. "Yeah! I'm not going down without a fi- Wait, what's she doing?" Steph thinks to herself as she begins to panic as Katelynn slowly steps over her shoulders, forcing her head to look directly up. "NOT AGAIN!" Steph dreads as Katelynn raises up her hips and plunges them down deeper than ever before, Katelynn's balls creating a wet smack in the process as Katelynn puts Steph's face in a mating press as she begins to hump downwards. Katelynn raises a quick hand and wipes down the sweat from her brow as she speeds up her thrusts and humps. "Sorry slut, Had to get a better angle to finish us off with," Katelynn says as she begins to near her orgasm, with Steph returning back to trying to push Katelynn off as it becomes more demanding and more challenging to breath. "OH SHIT, HERE WE GO!" Katelynn groans out as she finishes off the throat fucking with a final firm thrust as she squeezes Steph's head between her thighs and begins to release wave after wave of cum down the poor nerd's throat below her. *GGRGRRGRGRKGRRGKRGRKGRKK* Is the only sound Steph can make as Katelynn finishes down Steph's throat before roughly pulling out with a loud *POP* and splattering the remainder of her orgasm all across Steph's face and glasses. "*Hack* *Cough* OH, C'MON! *Cough* *Cough* I already washed these! *Cough* *Hack* *Cough*" Steph says in between coughs and hacks as Katelynn steps back from her. "Are you finally done now- WHAT THE?!" Steph tries to say before she interrupted as Katelynn picks her up and tosses her onto the bed. Steph quickly panics as Katelynn reaches over and pulls her sweater over her head. "What the hell are you doing?!" Steph yells out as Katelynn fully takes off her sweat pants and panties and tosses them to the side. "We're far from done, my sweet little slut." Katelynn says with a sinister smile as she quickly reaches down pulls off Steph's soaked pants and panties before also tossing them to the side, coming off as only happening in a few seconds for Steph. "L-Look, you already came twice today from what I know, and you've already thoroughly humiliated me enough. What else could you do that hasn't been done already?" Steph questions as her dread yet slight arousal begin to built once more as Katelynn hops on the bed behind Steph and pushes her face down into the sheets, causing Steph to let out a small yelp in return. "Well, I haven't done this..." Katelynn says as she hooks her arms under Steph's knees and brings her up on top of her with her cock angling right at her asshole as making Steph only be able to grab onto Katelynn's forearms, putting her in a perfect full nelson. Which Steph quickly realizes, which also Katelynn picks up on too. "Ah, So you know what's come next, don't you?" Katelynn says as Steph begins to panic. "W-W-Wait! I've never done anal before l-let alone a position like this! C-Can we try something e-else?" Steph tries to reason with the crazed dickgirl, only to feel the re-invigorated prick pucker press up against her back hole. "H-Hold on!-GAK!" Steph tries to yell out, only to cringe and flinch as the cock head begins to press and breach her asshole. Katelynn chuckles at Steph's struggling and says, "Sorry juicy tits! When I put my mind to something, I can't be taken off of it, BUT DAMN YOUR ASS IS FUCKING TIGHT!" Katelynn explains and marvels at the tightness of Steph's back passage as she continues to pierce Steph with her cock deeper and deeper down her staff. Causing Steph to curl her toes and grind her teeth together as her face begins to turn red from the exertion as she lets out another low groan mixed with a moan. Just as Steph thought she couldn't take any more of it, Katelynn says, "Don't worry, You're about a quarter of the way there!" Katelynn says, causing Steph's eyes to bulge as Katelynn uses Steph's own weight to help sink her down, causing the punctured girl to let out a scream mixed with a moan and a loud groan. "Thank god I had you throat my cock, right?" Katelynn says as she continues to stuff Steph. "Oh god, It's too much!" Steph groans out as she just now passes halfway of Katelynn's length, Making Steph grind her teeth together and clutch onto Katelynn's forearms for dear life. "OH FUCK!" Steph groans out as Katelynn finally fully roots herself in Steph's ass. "It's so fucking tight!" Steph thinks to herself as sweat begins to pour down her forehead, with her entire body feeling as if it were on fire also. But nothing could compare to the firm pain yet also slowly building arousal that came from the tree trunk that fully buried itself in her. Katelynn continues to marvel at the tightness as her cock nears the end of its journey, with both of the girls waists just about fully greet each other. "And here we go!" Katelynn happily says as she fully spears Steph on her cock, with the latter girl still clutching her teeth together and cringing at every movement that Steph made below her. "Now! Onto the fucking!" Katelynn says, causing Steph's eyes to go wide as Katelynn begins to pull her cock back out of Steph's ass, only to plunge it back in with a firm and wet *Slap*. "AGH FUCK!" Steph yells out at the sudden pump from Katelynn, But it isn't long until it's followed by another pump, then another, soon the entire bedroom is filled with sounds of Steph grunting, and the sound of wet meat on meat as Katelynn grip on Steph tightens alongside the speed of the jackhammering fucking. "SH-IT *Grunt* SL-OW *Grunt* DO-WN! GAK!" Steph tries to explain in-between thrusts and groans as the wind is suddenly knocked out of her lungs. Katelynn lets out a deep breath through clenched teeth and closed eyes as sweat begins to drip from her forehead as she continues to dive her hot rod back into Steph over and over again. "Sorry, not sorry, *Grunt* But your ass *Grunt* feels fucking *Grunt* AMAZING!" Katelynn says as she continues to turn Steph's once tight asshole into a malleable fleshlight. "Here! *Grunt* Why don't you *Grunt* Take a look?" Katelynn says as she reaches up and grabs the back of Steph's neck with both of her hands as she forces her to look down at cock pistoning in and out of her, causing Steph to let out a short squeak of a moan as some of her juices fly out of her pussy and splatter across the bed. "*Chuckle* Don't tell me *Grunt* You came already?" Katelynn says with a smirk as she applauds herself mentally for making Steph cum so easily. "I know you like this cock *Grunt*, But damn, I didn't *Grunt* Take you for THAT much of a slut! *Grunt*." Katelynn teases, causing Steph's cheeks to burn bright red at the humiliation and embarrassment. Steph struggles to find the proper words to excuse her pre-mature orgasm, but the pleasure and arousal she was getting from Katelynn were becoming too much as she feels another orgasm coming on. After much concentration and trying not to think of the sizeable juicy dick going into her, Steph manages to come up with, "It's! *Grunt* GAK! Just a bio-*Grunt*-logical re-FUCK!-action! *Grunt*!" Steph manages to say even though she even knew that it was kinda shaky. Steph's eyes then begin to fully glue onto the sight of Katelynn's cock disappearing into her and the feeling of knowing exactly what it was doing inside her. "It's so fucking deep!" Steph thinks to herself as her sweat-soaked body begins to heat up even more, somehow making her more aroused as a result. Katelynn chuckles in response to Steph's 'Explanation' as she begins to speed up her thrusts to make Steph writhe in her arms and make her go even more crazy. "Biological, *Grunt* Huh? Well then, let's do how they do it on the discovery channel then." Katelynn says, followed by a short chuckle at her own joke as she begins to speed up her thrusts even more, resulting in Steph's clit getting slapped over and over again by Katelynn's balls, making Steph moan out even louder from the rough feeling building up inside her. So loud, in fact, That Katelynn's Mother, Hattie downstairs, uses a fleshlight on her own cock and times each thrust into it with every thrust, moan, and grunt coming from Katelynn's room as she hears Katelynn's bed smashing into the wall behind it, causing the whole house to fill with the sounds of repeated loud banging. "Mom's probably getting a show outta this!" Katelynn says aloud, making Steph's body heat up even more from pure shame, humiliation, and arousal at the fact that Katelynn's own Mother is most likely pleasuring herself from the sounds of Katelynn fucking her, kinda like if she was watching porn. Steph's entire body is soon coated in both her's and Katelynn's sweat as the latter girl continues to put her in a full nelson but try as she might, Her mind can't leave the idea she had before about Katelynn's Mom pleasuring herself to Steph's sexual torment as her reason begins to wane slightly due to another on-coming orgasm being thrown her way. Steph's mind also begins to think about her life before she met Katelynn and how she lived the life of an ordinary college-aged nerd and slight weeb, who lived innocently with the occasional viewing of hentai. But now, She was living the life of a hentai character. She was the princess or warrior getting gangbanged by orcs or barbarian warriors. She was the business lady getting groped and finger fucked on the train. She was the spirit guardian of a perverted person who only used her for sex, And She was the schoolgirl getting fucked by her Bully. "*Gulp* If I'm one of those bitches, Then *Grunt* I better act the part! *Grunt*." Suddenly, Steph loses her past inhibitions as she begins to moan louder and louder as she begins to accept the pleasure as she quickly nears her next orgasm. Even Katelynn herself is taken aback by Steph's sudden acceptance of her now sluttitude as she too begins to near her upcoming orgasm. "*Grunt* Finally! *Grunt* I knew you would accept it! *Grunt*." Katelynn slightly cheers Steph on as she finally nears her orgasm. "Fucking cumming!" Katelynn groans out as she latches onto Steph as tight as she can and quickly gives her cream filling, all the while Steph lets out an extremely loud moan as she begins to squirt all over the bed, much more than she ever did before. Soon, Katelynn finishes dumping cum into the overly fucked girl's ass as she lets go of Steph as they both collapse onto the bed below them, both sweaty messes and with Steph lying ontop of Katelynn. Which Katelynn found to be quite relaxing surprisingly as she spoons Steph before pushing her off onto the other side of the bed and pulls her softening cock out of Steph's ass as cum begins to dribble out of the abused back hole. "Not bad, pet, Not bad at all." Katelynn says she walks over to her dresser, lights up a cigarette, and takes a few puffs. On the other hand, Steph is a lot less calm and collected as she lies on the bed, tongue hanging out and mumbling gibberish as she feels the cum ooze out of her ass, slide down her ass cheek, and pool on the bed. "C-Came i-in, my ass, Came in, Came, Cum in me..." Steph continues to mumble as she slowly returns back to her senses, just in time to see Katelynn walking back towards her, cock in hand and looking aroused once more. "Oh, god! Not again!" Steph groans out as Katelynn grabs onto Steph's choker and pulls it, so Steph's head is hanging off the side of the bed. "No... I already throated your dick two times today. Please, Give me a break!" Steph pleads, but it's too late as Katelynn places her ready cock on Steph's chin, causing Steph's nose to wrinkle and for herself to cringe at the sticky and smelly texture of the dick. Katelynn chuckles slightly at Steph's assumption of what she's about to do to her and says, "Don't worry, I'm not gonna have you throat my dick.~" Katelynn says almost sweetly and letting Steph breathe out a sigh of relief. "I think I'm gonna have you eat out my ass!" Katelynn says with a sinister smirk on her face as Steph's eyes widen as Katelynn puts her legs on both sides of Steph's neck and leg locks her, followed by Katelynn grabbing onto Steph's hair and forcing her to go face-first into her Katelynn's sweaty ass. Steph's hands quickly scramble to Katelynn's hips as she tries to push Katelynn off of her as Katelynn herself lets out a pleasured sigh as she feels every breath taken and released being blown onto her taint, balls, and ass. Although, Katelynn's eyes widen as she sees Steph's glistening pussy in-between her flailing legs and comes up with an idea. "Oh god, it's so sweaty and hot back here!" Steph thinks as she tries to get Katelynn off of her to no avail, no matter how hard she tries, which mostly amounted to her using the remaining strength she had after the rough anal fucking she got from Katelynn not five minutes before. "How much endurance does this girl have?!" Steph questions at Katelynn's continued hardness as she then feels something hard and slimy go in-between her breasts. "Why am I not surprised." Steph thinks with an annoyed expression as she then feels a pair of hands push her breasts together to give Katelynn even more pleasure. "Is it not enough that I'm about to eat your ass?!" Steph questions only to quickly retract what she just thought. "I'm not going to eat her ass, Am I?" Steph thinks to herself before quickly tossing that line of thinking again, not wanting to go through the same annoyances and mental decisiveness. "Ugh, Let's just get this over with." Steph thinks as she slowly extends her tongue out and licks slightly at Katelynn's rim before quickly pulling it back into her mouth and grimacing, "It tastes like sweaty underwear and dick!" Steph thinks to herself before hyping herself up again and diving back into Katelynn's sweaty ass. Happy that Steph was finally getting the message while squeezing her cock through Steph's breasts, Katelynn extends a handout and slightly rubs Steph's clit, causing the girl below her to moan and jerk slightly at the surprise contact. "Don't worry, Pet. I'm not gonna hog all the fun to myself." Katelynn says as she continues to rub up and down on Steph's clit, making the girl below her dizzy from all the pleasure she was receiving. Steph tries to continue to eat out Katelynn's ass by prodding Katelynn's back hole with her tongue, which always managed to get a reaction out of the girl. Whether that be a groan and planting her sweaty ass deeper onto Steph's face, completely bathing her in her musk in the process. But no matter she tried to concentrate, Katelynn's fingers rubbing against her pussy and clit, always distracted her and caused her to let out a moan in response. "If I don't get out of here, I'll go crazy!" Steph thinks to herself as she begins to panic and prods her tongue deeper and deeper into Katelynn's ass, trying her best not to pull back out and power through it. Steph then notices Katelynn's balls dangling and comes up with an idea, "Hmm, Maybe if I?" Steph then takes one of Katelynn's balls into her mouth and begins to suck on it, causing Katelynn's legs to tighten around her, "Bingo!" Steph thinks happily as she begins to go back and forth, layering Katelynn's entire bottom side with spit. On the other hand, Katelynn begins to finger Steph's pussy, causing the girl below her to crazy, much to Katelynn's amusement, but she can't shake the feeling of how good of an ass eater Steph is. "Amazing ass eater, Cock sucker, your good up the ass? What aren't you fantastic at?" Katelynn exclaims as she begins to speed up her fingering in tandem with Steph's more urgent sucking and licking of her balls, taint, and ass from Steph. Soon, Katelynn's fingers are almost a blur as they both once again approach orgasm. "CUMMING!" They both exclaim in tandem, And with a final push from Steph and Katelynn towards the other, with Katelynn plunging four of her fingers inside Steph and with Steph plunging almost her entire tongue inside Katelynn's ass, they both once again cum. Katelynn's cock spurts out rope after rope of loose cum in-between Steph's breasts and out onto Steph's stomach as Steph cums off the side of the bed and onto a nearby wall and window. Katelynn stumbles back as her legs begin to wobble and shake while also being a panting mess alongside Steph, who herself rolls around fully onto the bed, her entire face coated with Katelynn's sweat and musk. "I've throated your cock, eaten your ass, taken it UP the ass, what else could you want from me?" Steph desperately questions and groans once more as Katelynn approaches her once more, hard cock in hand. "WHAT ARE YOU?!" Steph yells out with her last remaining strength as Katelynn gets onto the bed in front of Steph and pushes Steph's legs over her shoulders, to which she then uses her legs to hold them back. "There was one position I wanted to pull on you the moment we first met," Katelynn explains as she angles her cock, so it's facing directly down at Steph's soaking wet pussy. "As you've seen, I'm always one to prefer the positions where I'm the one in control, and there happens to be a certain position that best shows this," Katelynn says as Steph's body begins to fill once again with a dread like arousal. "I think you may have heard of it, seeing as how much of a perv you are, how could you not?" Katelynn says as Steph frowns at the subtle jab at her character. "It's called the MATING PRESS!" And as Katelynn finishes shouting the final two words, She brings her hips directly down on Steph's as her cock soars through Steph's pussy and punches directly against Steph's cervix, making Steph's eyes go wide and completely knocking the air out of her. Steph's body goes stiff as she can't properly react to the new sensation inside her, Sure she's been fucked by Katelynn before, But they never started out THIS rough. Also, to add insult to injury. The moment Katelynn rammed her cock inside her, Steph's pussy exploded into a ruckus orgasm that made her heart jump nearly out of her chest. "HOLY SH~H~H~H~H~H~H~H~H~H~I~I~I~I~I~I~I~I~I~T~T~T~T~T!!!" Steph yells out as Katelynn launches into a series of brutal thrusts into her pussy, all the while exploding juices out of her. The bedroom was filled with the sounds of the bed frame smacking against the wall, the sound of wet flesh on flesh, and Steph's loud moans and groans from the pure pleasure filling her over-fucked mind. Katelynn can only hold back a laugh as she looks down at Steph's shocked reaction as her tongue begins to hang out of her mouth. "I knew you would like it!" Katelynn happily says as she continues her rough fucking. Katelynn was getting so deep in Steph, in fact, That her balls were slapping up against Steph's asshole, which still had cum pouring out of it, but with every slap it took, some cum stuck to her balls, and with her lift up-wards, it would continue to spread cum all over the bed. But there wasn't really an issue with that, seeing as how the bed was already coated in sweat and cum from the earlier rough-housing and fucking. Katelynn's Mom, who was still sitting outside masturbating with the fleshlight, felt a pride pour into her as she heard the rough fucking Steph was getting in her daughter's room.  Steph can hardly even think as she continues to feel Katelynn's hot rod pierce through her as she's shaken around on the bed as both of the girl's sweat mix together and splatter around with every soaking thrust that Steph is put through. But the longer the fucking goes on, The more of this harsh sting begins to fill her as she realizes that her pride is still kicking around even after the brutal fucking and humiliating fucking that happened and is still going on. "FUCK! I shouldn't be like this. I should be fighting her on this. But WHY does it feel so fucking good?" Steph thinks as her mind begins to go blank with her pride still echoing its opinion of dis-agreement to her current predicament. Steph's continued sexual abuse and its strange effects on her doesn't go un-noticed by Katelynn herself, As she begins to learn what Steph's preferences are. With some of them being the fact that she gives off more of a reaction to when she's getting fucked by Katelynn with long and quick thrusts to when she's getting fucked with more slower and long thrusts. "Your one dirty bitch, Y'know that, right?" Katelynn asks Steph, who can only groan and moan in response as their sweaty bodies collide together. "I-I-I can't... Feels so good!" Steph mumbles through her mind as she begins to subconsciously wrap her legs around Katelynn's waist and pull her closer. "MORE, I NEED MORE!" Steph finally manages to say since they first started fucking in this position, and Steph went slightly crazy. Katelynn can only smile in response to the fact that she's finally got her right where she wants her. "FUCK ME HARDER!!!" Steph shouts out as Katelynn speeds up her thrusting, causing Steph to push her head back into the bed and let orgasm after orgasm ripple out of her body. But it's not long until Katelynn reachers her end as she too begins to clutch and pound into Steph as hard as she can as she yells out, "FUCKING CUMMING!!!" Before she fully empties her balls into Steph's pussy, just as Steph exploded into another one of her orgasms as she squirts all over Katelynn's dick and balls, with even some of her cum splashing onto Katelynn's back in the process. And as Katelynn pulls her cock out of Steph's pussy, another wave of cum comes washing out. This time it was both of theirs mixed together. The two girls lie there for a moment, fully exhausted, although Katelynn wouldn't argue if Steph wanted to go again. But when she turned towards the girl, She saw that Steph was just about to pass out and fall asleep. Katelynn smiles at Steph's beautiful exhausted, half-asleep, sweaty face, as Katelynn then leans over and kisses Steph on the forehead and says, "It's alright, pet, go to sleep." Katelynn says as she brings up a hand and wipes away some of Steph's hair that was sticking to her face before leaning forward and pulling the covers fully over both of them. AN: So here we are, the final chapter in this saga of smut. Honestly, I didn't really expect to do much with this story but after fully getting into it, I can safely say that I had a lot of fun writing this. I might return to this story later down the line in a sequal but that still up in the air. I once again want to thank Afrobull for allowing me to use his characters for this story and highly suggest you go check him out on Patreon and Twitter. Welp that's my time, But before I go, Any constructive criticisms would be much appreciated as I want to hone my craft. But anywho, As I said, That's my time, I'll see you wonderful folks later!

Chapter 3 - The new deal

Steph quickly scrambled back to her feet from the floor, to which she then braces for the eventual knocking on her door from either her Mother or Sister, asking if she was OK. But after a few silent moments, Nothing came.  Relived, Steph sits back down on her bed and lets out a sigh of relief, only to quickly swallow that air as she realizes what she had on her phone. Steph quickly checks the username to make sure it was who she thought it was, and sure enough, She saw the username, 'BadBitchKate.' Steph wasn't new to receiving Sexts. They were usually from arrogant douchbags who thought they were a gift from God, so as you would expect her to simply toss the phone back onto her nightstand and go back to sleep, But no matter how hard she tried, She couldn't manage to tear her eyes off the damn thing. "I-It's so big..." Steph thinks to herself as she looks at the throbbing cock on her phone as her mouth begins to water slightly at the sight of it. "It felt... It felt so good." Steph continues to think to herself as she remembers the feeling of it in her hands, between her thighs, in her mouth, down her throat, in her pussy. A shudder of arousal echo's through her body as she feels her other hand slipping down her body, gripping her breast, and nearing her throbbing pussy only to tear her hand away at the last moment. "WHAT AM I DOING?!" Steph angrily thinks to herself as she slaps a pillow beside her in frustration. "I'm doing exactly what she wants! She wants me to get off on the picture of her penis!" Steph continues to mentally scold herself for almost falling prey to Katelynn's trap. Before, she thought the night couldn't get any worse. Out of nowhere, Steph suddenly receives a phone call from an unknown number, causing her heart to fill up with dread. "Oh, God... If she figured out my Snapchat, Then did she get my..." Steph's train of thought trails off as she raises a shaky thumb and answers the call, bringing the phone up to her ear in the process. Working up as much courage as she could, she calls out, "H-Hello?" Bracing to hear the snarky and sarcastic voice of her tormentor. In response to her shaky greeting, Steph hears from the other line, "Hi, this is Bob from your local DMV, and I just wanted to call and let you know that your car's warranty as expired, so-" Steph smoothly and quickly hangs up the bot call and throws her phone back onto her nightstand. Relieved and satisfied that Katelynn didn't somehow manage to get her phone number. Although before Steph rolls over back onto her bed, she gets a text, and with a tired groan, she reaches over and plucks up her phone to see who had texted her. Only to find a text from another unknown number that says, "What'd you think of the dick pic?" Steph nearly feels her soul leave her body as her phone slips from her loose hand and tumbles onto her carpeted floor. She now scrambled to pick up her phone also to make sure that her phone didn't crack. "How did she get my number?!" Steph nervously thinks to herself as she quickly looks over the text once more. "The only person I've ever given my phone number out to was Masie, But I highly Katelynn even knows about her. Even if she did, I doubt she would even care, seeing as how her attention seems to be focused on me." Steph continues to throw ideas around in her head before she gets another text from undoubtedly Katelynn. "Just wanted to check up on my pet before I headed off to bed, and also to make sure that you knew to wear your collar tomorrow." Katelynn continues to text. Steph falls back onto her bed and lets out a tired groan, "She knows my social media and my phone number. What doesn't she know about me? Hell, I wouldn't even put it past her to figure out where I li-" Steph quickly cuts off that thought as she feels a shiver rack up her spine at the thought of Katelynn coming to her home. Her head begins to fill with what if's about Katelynn and what she might be doing right now or what she might do. "S-She w-wouldn't come here, R-Right? S-She k-knows that w-would b-be t-taking it to f-far, Right?" At that thought, Steph curls up into her bed and lets out a groan at the hopeless situation, knowing full well that Katelynn knew nothing of the idea of boundaries. With bags now growing under her eyes, Steph sits up in her bed and opens up the new texting chatroom between her and Katelynn. "Should I even text her back? Would that even do anything? At the end of the day, I'm still going to be sucking her meaty co- GOD DAMN IT!" Steph quickly tears away that thought as her head continues to fill with questions. "Let's at the very least start with something demanding, yet understandable." Steph thinks to herself as she lets out a deep breath before texting, "How did you get my number?" Steph texts, cringing all the while as she taps the send button and braces for a reply. Soon enough, she hears Katelynn text back as she then reads her message. "Got it from school." The message simply says and completely dumbfounding Steph in the process. Curious yet more than anything, still alarmed. Steph quickly types, "How did you get my phone number from the scho-" Steph stops typing the message as she then wonders if she REALLY wants to know how someone like Katelynn managed to find her phone number. Steph lets out a deep breath once more as she erases the message and replaces it with, "OK... I'm not going to ask how, But I should say that texting me without my consent is still going a little too far." Steph manages to text. Steph brings up a hand to brush her hair and quickly finds that her hand is shakey, to which she quickly steels herself before Katelynn's next message arrives. Only to have that steel shatter once Katelynn texts back, "I throat fucked you in the school bathroom after I found you flicking the bean. I think managing to find your phone number is a little behind us at this point."  Steph quickly drops the phone and brings her hands over her burning, red, and flush face. "Why does she have a point..." Steph groans out into her hands. Figuring that maybe handling this situation before bed is not the best idea, Steph texts back, "Point taken..." Steph struggles to figure out a proper way to end the conversation without giving Katelynn anything before she finishes the text with, "Guess I'll see you tomorrow then." Before quickly sending it to Katelynn. Just as Steph was about to turn around to go to sleep, and the adrenaline from the whole situation begins to wear off. She truly begins to feel sleepy. She hears another text pop up on her phone, to which she then sees that Katelynn had texted her, "You still haven't told me how the dick pic looked." Wanting to be done with this whole thing tonight, Steph reaches over and lazily types something before putting the phone back down. The last thing she sees before she falls asleep being a smiling emoji that Katelynn had sent in response to her text. Steph woke up the next day having accidentally forgotten the previous night's texts between her and Katelynn, although she still retained the feeling that she should keep wearing the choker, as much as it worried her, though. Unlike previous school days, Steph woke up late and had to rush her entire morning schedule. Which meant she had to take a cold shower, slam her new choker on hard enough to knock the air out of her, eat a cold breakfast while also getting scolded for being late by her Mother, and barely made it onto her bus, where Masie sat in her usual seat looking concerned for her friend. "You doing alright, Steph?" Masie says, looking at Steph's rugged and broken down appearance along with Steph having large bags under her eyes, which ended up getting magnified by her glasses. Steph walked over and flopped down on her usual seat next to Masie and let out an exasperated breath. "I-I'm fine, Masie. Just woke up late, is all." Steph says as she reaches up a hand to wipe the remaining tired from her eyes. She also hoped that today would be one of those days that Masie wouldn't pry like a good friend worried for her and just mind her own damn business. "Really? For all the time that I've known you, I've never seen you ever wake up late." Masie says, causing Steph to mentally scream and wonder if some omnipotent and god-like being hated her. Just not wanting to continue this conversation any further, Steph says, "I was up late last night working on something." Steph says, although she expected that Masie would pry into her explanation further. Masie looks shocked for a second before a smile grows on her face, and she then says, "Oh! Well, Alright, then." Masie says dismissively before turning to look out the bus window, causing Steph's suspicions to rise. "What do you mean by that?" Steph questions, causing Masie to look back at her. Masie takes a moment to seemingly find the right words and say, "Well, I figured since you were so quick with the response, I figured it must be something private." Masie says, causing Steph to turn her head in confusion. Steph then raises a finger and boops Masie on the nose and says, "For all the time that we've known each other, I think I know when your hiding something. Come on, Masie, We don't let secrets get in the way of our relationship," Steph says, quickly noting her hypocrisy before tucking it away. Masie's face lights up red slightly before she then leans in and whispers, "Do you really want me to point it out?" She asks Steph, getting a quick nod in response from Steph. "I think your in a relationship." Steph clutches onto her knee and lets out another eternal scream at the thought of her and Katelynn being in a relationship. After managing to calm herself down internally, Steph manages to say, "W-W-What m-makes y-you think that?" Masie smiles slightly and says, "Well, You disappeared into the bathroom for a while the other day. You have that new choker that doesn't match your usual style at all. You disappeared before gym class. And you, of all people, end up staying up late working on something when you usually do their project the day of and in a few hours." Masie explains, causing Steph's face to light up as Masie goes back to looking at the window for the rest of the bus ride to school. The rest of the day went as you would expect it to go, With Steph getting bitched at by Ms. Lancaster, Going to the rest of her classes, Going to lunch, and as usual, something ends up turning sexual for her. Steph finished going to the bathroom and washed her hands, and turned to leave, only to find Katelynn leaning up against the door, a reptile smile on her face, which sent a tremor of fear aching up her spine. "Ah, fuck..." Steph mutters to herself as she readies herself for whatever Katelynn might have planned for her. Katelynn smiles as she walks over to the nervous and slightly aroused girl as her eyes slowly drifted down towards the choker that Steph remembered to wear this time. "I see you remembered to wear your collar," Katelynn notes as she reaches out a hand and brushes it with her thumb. Steph feels a surge of frustration flow through her at Katelynn's close contact as Katelynn brings up a hand to softly wipe away some lint from her yellow sweater that ended up on her face. Steph brings up her hands and pushes Katelynn's hands away. "Ugh, Yes, I wore the stupid collar," Steph says, annoyed. Katelynn then turns her head, as if confused, and says, "Stupid? I thought it looked pretty hot on you." Katelynn says, causing Steph's face to light up slightly at the compliment. "Look you. Flattery isn't going to get you anywhere. You're still forcing me to do all of these things." Steph explains, not wanting to fall for any more of Katelynn's tricks. Katelynn leans back on her heels and lets out a laugh and says, "Keep telling yourself that princess, judging from your texts last night, I bet THIS has been on your mind lately." Katelynn says as she pulls down her sweat pants and slaps her erect cock against Steph's side. "I mean, how could you not? I know we've only just started this little thing of ours recently, but We have been busy, Haven't we?" Katelynn continues to go on and say. Steph, confused and getting more and more aroused, says, "I have texted nothing of the sort!" Steph tries to defend herself while dealing with the heat coming off of Katelynn's cock. Katelynn exhales slightly out of her nose and, with a smile, reaches into her pocket and pulls out her pink phone as she then switches over to the text conversation she had with Steph the other night. Steph's eyes widen with shock as she sees that she had texted, 'It looks nice.' in response to Katelynn asking how her dick pic looked. For a small moment, Steph is at a loss for words before she tries to explain, "L-Look you t-texted me l-late last n-night, and I-I was just about to fall asleep before y-you-" Steph tries to explain only for Katelynn to press a finger to her lips and shush her. "Shhhh, You don't have to explain," Katelynn says as she steps forward until her cock is rubbing against Steph's stomach as it smears pre-cum across her sweater as Steph's sweatdrops at the fact that she'll have to wash another one of her sweaters. Katelynn then brings up a finger and slightly tugs at Steph's choker, followed by her saying, "I think its time we test the strength of your collar, make sure it can withstand extreme 'conditions' without it snapping." Katelynn says as Stephs lets out an annoyed groan into Katelynn's finger. While Steph wasn't the most experienced when it came to sex, the only experience she has being losing her virginity to a boy who knew as much as her, along with all of the erotica and sexual fanfiction. She knew when she was about to have a cock shoved into her. "Do you really have to-GAGAHGAG!" Before Steph could even finish her complaint, Katelynn had already shoved her juicy cock down Steph's throat with Steph's nose slapping up against Katelynn's torso along with Katelynn's balls slapping against Steph's chin as Katelynn continues to throat fuck her. Using the same two strands of hair she used last time as handlebars, Katelynn was in a perfect position for her cock to slip down Steph's throat. Katelynn leans her head back and lets out a pleasured groan along with a long exhale of air before she then says, "Gotta say, Your throat is still warm and tight as I remembered it. Although it was only a few days ago that I took your throat virginity, but still..." Katelynn says, along with a few more firmer thrusts down Steph's throat, causing the girl to let out a gurgled whimper. Steph struggles not to gag as Katelynn plunges her cock into the deep recesses of Steph's throat as she brings up her hands up onto Katelynn's thick thighs so she could have some sort of control as she was throat fucked. "It's so deep!" Steph thinks to herself as her nose continues to slap against Katelynn's waist, with Steph also inhaling the smell of her spit due to the roughness of the blowjob. Katelynn smiles to herself as she continues to wrangle the girl below her, making sure that she couldn't pull out. "Are you sure you haven't sucked dick before because your throat feels, FAN-TAS-TIC." Katelynn jokes along with punctuating each syllable with a hard and firm thrust, causing Steph to let out an annoyed groan below her. While Katelynn continues to throat fuck Steph, Katelynn's eyes slowly drift towards the collar on Steph's neck, and she notices it still remaining strong, no matter how hard Katelynn thrusts her cock. Katelynn smiles to herself as she then says, "Seems our little choker is still holding on strong. How about we change it up a bit?" Katelynn says as she tears her cock from Steph's throat, causing the poor girl to cough and sputter at the roughness of the removal.  Steph lets out a series of rough coughs as she looks down at her spit covered sweater, "Great, Are you done? Because you got spit all over my swe-" Steph's words fall off as she sees Katelynn shuffling backward and stepping over her head. "What the hell are you doing?" Steph questions as she tries to move out from under Katelynn, only for Katelynn's thick thighs to lock around her head and for her legs to be pushing up against Steph's shoulder blades. "Getting a better angle," Katelynn says as if it's the most normal thing in the world as she reaches back and pulls on Steph's ponytail, causing her head to be pulled back and for Steph to yell out in pain. Which ends up giving Katelynn the proper opening she needed to spear her cock down Steph's throat, with her balls slapping over Steph's nose and half of her glasses.  As Katelynn raises her hips, Steph begins to panic at the possible brutality of the throat fuck that will be bestowed upon her, "Oh god! She really isn't thinking of do-" Almost in seeming response to her thoughts, Katelynn says, "There we go!" Katelynn says in-between grunts as she raises her hips, only to bring them back down with her large balls slapping Steph's face. Followed by Katelynn deeply exhaling out of her nose as she begins to get into a rhythm. While Katelynn revels in the new-found depths of Steph's throat, Steph herself, on the other hand, has to now deal with Katelynn's thick balls slapping over her face along with it smearing sticky spit and flem across her lower face and glasses. With said drool and flem coming from the brutal throat fucking Katelynn gave her and the resulting juices from that. "Please just let this end..." Steph manages to think to herself as Katelynn begins to pick up the pace. Katelynn's eyes slowly drift down towards the choker, and it still manages to hold up, no matter the conditions, which impresses Katelynn deeply as she watches it as it strains under the throat bulge from her cock in Steph's throat. "Seems the thing is holding up!" Katelynn says happily as her orgasm begins to near. "But let's see if it can fully make it through." Katelynn continues to say as she begins to concentrate and speed up her thrusts into Steph's throat. But soon enough, After a solid five more minutes of constant and brutal throat fucking, Katelynn feels her orgasm arrive and rears back her sweaty ass and plunges her cock as deep as she can shove it down Steph's throat with her sweaty balls almost smothering Steph's face. "TOO DEEP!" Steph thinks to herself as she brings up a hand to tap on Katelynn's thigh to get the message across that she needs air. "FUCK YES!" Katelynn moans out as she begins to spurt lines of thick cum down Steph's throat, with Steph cringing at the feeling of Katelynn's orgasm and the cum spurting down her throat. All the while, Katelynn keeps an eye on the choker, with it still managing to push through. Slowly, Katelynn pulls her cock out of Steph's throat, with it coming out with a pop. Katelynn takes a few steps back as a few more spurts of cum fly out of her cock and onto the bathroom floor. Katelynn then walks over and wipes her forehead down with a paper towel as she then says, "Worked up a sweat there, didn't I?" She says with a chuckle as she turns to look at Steph, only to find her crossed eyed and her mouth still full of cum. Katelynn chuckles once again as she wipes down Steph's cock shocked face with her finding moisture pooling out from in between Katelynn's legs. "I guess you did too," Katelynn says with a smile as she kisses Steph on the cheek before heading out the bathroom door. Not before turning back to Steph, who was just slowly going through what happened in her mind and says, "See you soon, Steph."

Chapter 2 - Ladybug Feast (Revised)

Ladybug Feast  (So After Adrien and Marinette as ladybug and chatlanoir  defeated hawk moth and peacock. They took their miraculous away. As for both are heroes, everything went back to normal for them.) It was a Monday morning Adrien woke up and went to school but at school he didn’t see marionette come to class Adrien: Where’s Marinette she should be in class? Aliya: I Haven’t seen her yesterday at all. she was supposed to help me with Chris and manon since I was asked to babysit them for the evening Nino: yeah she usually hangs out with her friends. it’s weird for her to disappear  ( After school) Gabriel: Adrien Marinette is here to see you Marinette enters Adrien’s room. Then Gabriel leaves Adrien’s room to somewhere in the mansion Adrien:Oh hey marionette, why didn’t you show up to class today ? Marinette: Well I have something to ask you? Adrien: what is it? Marinette: would you eat me for dinner tonight? Adrien: wait eat you? Marionette:yeah  Adrien: okay why? Marinette: well my parents decided I should be your dinner because they know how much I like you and how much you Like me, so I sign a contract which made me a meat girl. so your going to eat me ?. Adrien: okay since your my dinner let me do a test taste to see how good you taste give me your left foot please Marinette: okay I hope you like how I taste (puts her left foot on Adrien’s lap) Adrien proceeds to takes off her shoe and begins to lick her soles and suck on her toes, her sole the left foot tasted delicious and were smooth on Adrien’s tongue, her toes tasted sweet and delicious Adrien: hmm Marinette you taste great, yes I will eat you for dinner tonight Marinette: okay do I go to the kitchen to get prepped and cooked Adrien:yes go to the kitchen for preparations and to be cooked Marinette: okay how do you like me to be posed when you serve me  Adrien: Like a turkey with a carrot in your pussy and an apple in your mouth Marinette: okay then well off to the kitchen (leaves the room and heads for the kitchen) (In the kitchen) Adrien: ok marionette get undressed Marinette: what are you going to do with my clothes? Adrien: well I will put your clothes on display under where your mounted head would be Marinette: Ok then. Marinette gets undressed until she wore nothing then Adrien grabs her nipple Adrien: I am going to suck on your nipples for a little bit to see how your breast milk taste Adrien sucking on Marinette’s nipple Marinette: mmmh keep sucking that feels good. Adrien: mmmh breast milk taste good, Marinette I am going to milk you like a cow for your breast milk  Marinette proceeds to get on her hands and knees Adrien starts to milked Marinette and her breast milk goes inside the bottle then he writes on the bottle (Marinette breast milk). Then Adrien puts Marinette on the counter and starts to oil her Marinette: feels good when you oil me Adrien: I know  then he sets the oven for 450% degrees then he places Marinette on a roasting pan then he gets a carrot and an apple and places the carrot in her pussy and the apple in her mouth.  Adrien: see you for dinner my Marinette turkey 3 hours past and he sets up the table and a serving platter with lattes and fruits surrounding it on the table he checks on Marinette who was turning golden brown he baster again like he did preciously.  Later that evening when Marinette was done cooking  Adrien: Marinette you smell really good and delicious, he then places her on the serving platter as Marinette was posed like a turkey  Adrien: what part of her should I start with oh I know the leg. He cuts off her left leg with her foot attached to it and started to eat he started with her foot biting the big toe off. Adrien: mmmh so delicious taste so good Marinette has the best tasty foot in the world, then he bites off the rest of her toes off her left foot and ate the rest if the flesh on top of her foot  then ate the soles  Then he bitten into the meaty calve eating it like a turkey leg, and loved how the flesh melted in his mouth and chewed on the meat Adrien: so delicious I knew Marinette would make the greatest dinner ever, he continue to eat her leg then he did the same thing to her right leg and foot then he cuts her thigh and eats it like ham.  Adrien: Marinette has the best thigh ham, he continues to eat her then he eats her breasts at first he cuts off her left breast and pretended to suck breast milk from her cook left breast then he cuts off her pussy and starts to eat it. Adrien: Sweet taste pussy. once he gets done eating her the only thing that is left of her is her head  Adrien: oh her head would make a nice trophy, so he mounts her head on the trophy board and places it on the wall in his bedroom then he gets a mannequin puts her clothes on it and places it under her mounted head   Adrien: Marinette you were the best dinner ever, maybe Chloe could be my next mea hmm I  could ask her yeah I would ask Chloe to be my dinner she wouldn’t mind right. The End

Chapter 1 - Momo Yaoyorozu

Not all men are born equal. Some are born stronger. Some are born faster. Some are born more intelligent. However, these differences were made even more apparent when quirks first starting popping up. Now it was these abilities which determined a person’s worth. However, to be born without a special gift was a terrible thing; to be born quirkless in a world that had no use for you.   That was the world Izuku Midoriya was born into. All he ever wanted to do was to be a hero; to save people with a smile on his face. However, by being quirkless, he was ridiculed by everyone: his classmates, his teachers, even his former best friend. But despite this, he never lost hope. That is until he met his hero. Until he met All Might. The Symbol of Peace, his idol, the one person Izuku thought could help him, shattered his dreams on that rooftop that day.   And so Izuku Midoriya left for home. However, for some reason he decided to take a different route home. A right turn instead of a left. Because of that, he never attacked the slime villain and tried saving Bakugou. He never showed off his heroic spirit and inherited One for All. He never became a hero.   He was just Deku.   Alone.   Quirkless.   Worthless.   However, in a society that put so much emphasis on quirks, it was easy for everyone to look over a person’s other attributes. Such as their courage or tenacity or spirit.   Or intelligence, strategic-thinking and quirk-analysis ability.   But one person did. One person saw Izuku’s potential that day when the despondent boy threw his burnt notebook in the trash. One person witnessed Deku’s complete loss of faith and ambition and stuck out a hand to give him a new purpose. That person was the one who introduced Izuku to the world of Villainy.   Midoriya sighed, thinking back to those days; his first moments as a villain. That was just over 6 years ago and a lot had happened since then:   His sensei, All for One, had first introduced him to two of his closest friends and partners: Shigaraki Tomura and Kurogiri. He was then put to work as a quirk analyser and tactician for the League of Villains, coming up with new ways fight heroes and reshape the world. With him, the League became a much more effective organisation, attracting new members and leaving both civilians and heroes in fear of what they had become.   Midoriya didn’t just spend all his time writing down notes or coming up with elaborate strategies though. He was put through gruelling training with his body, getting stronger and faster. He was even given a quirk of his own from his sensei: Dark Aura. An emitter quirk that coated his fist and feet in a purple haze of energy that could be fired off or make his blows have some serious impact. But he only ever did field work very seldomly. He did his fighting with his brain more than his body.   There was also his second quirk which he got from his sensei; one which after explaining his logic was nonetheless granted to him by All for One. One which Izuku had a lot of fun with. With two quirks and a brilliant mind, Izuku adopted his own villain name and became a feared mastermind to heroes, vigilantes and villains alike who had only ever heard of the mysterious puppet master; of the one who pulled the strings from the shadows and was never truly seen but always had a hand in everything:   Deku   But that was a long time ago. So much had happened. So much had changed. He would never forget how he orchestrated the end of Hero Society: first was by creating much more powerful and versatile Noumus that were able to take out some of the trickier heroes as well as helping Stain spread his philosophy about true heroes further. The Hero Killer had returned the favour by training Deku in more efficient forms of combat. Then there was reigning in Shigaraki’s less intelligent plans (seriously, did he really think kidnapping a student and turning them into a villain would ever work?) while increasing the League’s size and spreading more discourse throughout the country. Then, three years in, there were the deaths of All for One and All Might in their fated final clash.   Deku smiled as he recalled Sensei’s utter look of betrayal as his protégé tricked him into teleporting into a bunker with quirk-suppressant gas with All Might in tow, just for him to kill both titans in their weakened forms while making it look like they killed each other. What a night!   It didn’t take long for Izuku to then claim leadership as the new head of the League of Villains. Sure, Shigaraki tried challenging him for the role, but it only took some strong arguments (and a life-threatening beatdown) for him to give up his claim. With All Might dead, no one could stop him.   After that, it was only a matter of time as Deku got to work on the next stage of his plan. This involved increased villain attacks, leading to an escalation in public dissatisfaction towards heroes as they felt not enough was being done to stop them. Then there was the sudden increase in property damage reports for hero ‘rescue operations’ being published in the newspapers and online as well as the question of if having a strong quirk meant being a good hero was necessarily true. All that was left was for ‘anonymous’ papers about how unsuitable, consumable heroes were making society worse to be spread and ‘villains’ giving their side of the story to break the camel’s back. After another 3 long years, the public turned on their heroes like a pack of dogs and were demanding change.   Finally, everything came to a head when a number of co-ordinated villain attacks gave Deku the opportunity to invade the Council of Japan when their security was at their weakest and promise the prime minister that he would bring an end to the violence (as well as not release massive amounts of incriminating evidence on every minister) if he was given control of a new governmental department: The Hero Regulation Department.   With that one move, Deku had made himself the most powerful man in Japan.   Of course, there was some people who were upset. Many heroes lost their licenses and schools were shut down as well as how only those deemed ‘worthy’ were allowed to train and work as heroes. Some were also upset at how suddenly senior members of the League of Villains were given full pardons and high positions in arguably the most powerful governmental department in the country. While there were a couple protests, they were quickly squashed. It made Izuku chuckle. It was almost as if their detractors thought that they were the bad guys for some reason.   But that was 6 months ago and the villains quickly found themselves comfortable in their new positions. Kurogiri was made deputy head of the HRD, right under Izuku, Shigaraki and Dabi were the main enforcers and heads of the taskforce, Compress in charge of capture, Twice and Spinner in charge of training.   And then there was Toga…   Sweet, lovable, murderous Toga’s job was in three parts: first, she was Deku’s assistant and secretary, helping with meetings and the work. Second, she was his bodyguard, always travelling with him and carrying her knives for their ‘protection’ (though, with his fighting abilities and powers, was there even really a need?). Finally, there was her third…   “Mmmmhhhff… Toga! I’m in the… God… middle of something!”   Trying to finish analysing reports from his agents, Izuku was having a hard concentrating as, kneeling under his desk, a blonde woman was currently sucking on his cock like a popsicle, slowly bobbing her head up and down the long shaft while strings of spit leaked down of chin. She hummed impatiently with it still in her mouth, before pulling it out of her throat, all with an audible pop!   “Come on, Deku! You’ve been so busy lately and it’s been so long since we’ve had fun! Why not let me help you ‘relieve’ some stress?” she purred as she stroked his slippery dick up and down slowly, lovingly, while squeezing it intermittently, causing the green-haired villain to bite his lip, stifling a guttural moan.   Toga and Deku had gotten quite close during their time together and, being curious and horny teenagers, decided that experimenting with each other was a great bonding experience. It also turns out that Toga found something that she enjoyed tasting more than blood and that was Midoriya’s dick milk. Because of their relationship, he was able to help her get both of her fixes while also helping with her insanity, meaning she wasn’t as stabby-stabby as she used to be, but was still able to keep her in check whenever she acted out. His other quirk also gave him a hand with getting her to listen to him…   But now she had grown from a teenage girl to a gorgeous young woman, her hair no longer in messy buns but in a ponytail with two bangs framing her face. Gone was the school uniform and replacing it was a white button shirt over a tight black dress that clung to her curves tightly, the material straining slightly against her bust and hips. She always dressed like this to tease the men around the workspace.   And now she was under Deku’s desk, rubbing him off as the other hand softly massaged his balls through his pants.   The man hissed as she inserted him back into her mouth, her sharp fangs grazing his manhood as she took him down into her throat. She always liked adding a little pain. He felt her tongue going to work as it coiled and lathered around his cock while squishing it in her moist oral cavity. Izuku couldn’t help himself as he shoved his hand into her hair and started thrusting his dick in and out of her bulging, warm cheeks. He knew he was reaching his limit as he felt himself on the brink of an orgasm. Almost… almost…   “Hey, boss, we’re in position. Executing the operation in ten minutes, so get ready.”   …and just like that, the feeling is over. Nothing like the gruff, unsexy voice of a heavy-muscled minion to take you straight out of the mood and ruin everything.   With a sigh, Midoriya stood up from his chair and tucked his rapidly deflating cock back into his pants, much to the disappointment of the woman below him.   “Sorry, darling, but it seems I have some business to take care of,” he said, chuckling at her pouting face. “Don’t worry, we’ll continue once I’ve taken care of a few pests.”   ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------    Not every hero agreed with the new regulations, especially considering how many were now out of a job. Some decided to re-enlist and try again, as they viewed being able to save people as too important to give up, even if it meant compromising their morals. Others returned to civilian life and found new uses for their quirks. And the rest went underground, working as vigilantes. Now they came in two types: there were the standard vigilantes; unlicensed heroes who worked in the dark so not much difference there and so didn’t get too much attention. But then there were the Resistance Vigilantes; those underground working to overthrow the new system that the League had worked so hard to put in place. Now they were a problem…   And that’s where the HRD came in. They not only regulated normal hero work, but also worked as an elite taskforce against the Resistance. With the power of jurisdiction and legislation on their side, they were a police force in and of themselves with their own team of highly-skilled agents and trackers, able to do whatever they wanted to those who violated their laws.   Midoriya stood in the middle of a large training gym. It was quite dark and all of the doors and windows had been bolted shut. This was one of Twice’s training areas for their new recruits, so he knew that the room’s foundations were enough to take a serious beating. And in times like this, they could be set so that no one could get in or out.   And in the centre, Deku waited…   And waited…   Eventually, a large purple portal opened at the roof of the room, dropping 20, 30 people dressed in a wide assortment of coloured spandex, armour and equipment all around the green-haired man. A lot of them looked around as they tried to get their bearings straight, before they noticed the person in the middle of them, their eyes widening with fear.   Deku felt a Cheshire-like grin slowly spreading across his face. “Welcome, heroes,” he said sarcastically, stretching his arms out in front of him and cracking his neck to the side. “I’ve been waiting for you. Let’s have some fun…”   ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------  Momo Yaoyorozu had no idea how it could all have gone so wrong!   Having been a fresh graduate of UA, she thought it was her sworn duty to fight back against an unjust system as soon as the regulations started. Despite her young age, she was able to start her own underground resistance group and attracted quite a large number of disgruntled ex-heroes, evicted students and freshly-made heroes to her side. She was quickly making a name for herself. Everything was going well.   Until everything went wrong.   Three days ago, having been caught in an ambush and teleported out of their base, her entire team had been beaten and imprisoned. Despite it being a 32-to-1 brawl, they still lost to one man. One! And to the one who just so happened to be their sworn enemy.   No wonder the name Deku struck fear into the hearts of many.   And now she was here, stuck in a cell with nothing to do.   Suddenly, the sound of on metal and the cell door opening caught her attention.   “Get up. The boss wants to see you.”   And with that, Yaoyorozu was escorted out of the detainment area and, after a few minutes’ walk, to a large set of double doors before the guards left her alone. She knew there was no point in fighting back. All of her food had been laced with quirk-suppressants, meaning she was effectively powerless to fight back. Swallowing her fear, she slowly opened the door and stepped into an office.   Standing by the large window overlooking the city skylights stood the man himself. Now that they weren’t in a dark gym, she could finally get a good look at her enemy. Standing at 6 foot with a mop of messy green and black hair, he was dressed in a black suit-vest with matching dress pants over a white button-up shirt underneath, a black tie hanging loosely around his neck. A simple black pair of gloves were worn to compliment the ensemble. When he turned to her, she immediately felt her heart start pounding and her face heat up. She had no idea why, but whether it was his sharp facial features, his piercing forest-green eyes or the way his clothing clung to him and stretched out, outlining a body lean but solidly built from rigorous exercise, she realised that this was a man that screamed charm and sex appeal.   “Ah, Creati, so glad you could join me. Please take a seat,” he said, gesturing to the chair in front of the desk. Gingerly, she followed his instructions and sat down. He sat down as well, right across from her but she refused to look at him, instead her eyes jutted across the room. After a tense few moments, he spoke up.   “So tell me, did you ever think it was going to work?” He noticed her confused stare. “the vigilantism, the plotting, the subterfuge, did you really think a girl straight out of high school with her misfit band of minions would be able to undo everything I’ve worked so hard to accomplish?” The 20-year-old heroine glared at him, offended by being called a girl, while he only stared back, a coy smirk adorning his face. For some reason, Yaoyorozu felt her heartbeat start to quicken   “But I think our time can be spent on things other than rhetorical questions so let’s get straight to the point,” he said, leaning back in his large armchair and resting his hands behind his head. “By now you’ve realised your base has been raided and taken apart, your teammates imprisoned and your schemes have been discovered. We also found all your equipment and supplies, so now we’re in the process of tracking it back to your supplier. Now one question remains: What do we do with all of you?” This made the young woman raise an eyebrow.   “I must commend you on your leadership, Ms Yaoyorozu. It’s not easy for someone to put together such as large team so soon, especially someone at your age. Then again, it’s not surprising that most of them are quite young as well. My team noted that the majority of them were described as ‘healthy, fit and moderately attractive. Especially the females.’ An odd description, but noted. But I also realised that my men have been so tired lately. Tracking you down wasn’t an easy feat. No doubt some resentment towards you vigilantes has been brewing, and so I was thinking to myself, ‘What if I gave them some time alone with them?’” Yaoyorozu’s eyes widened at his words, perfectly understanding what he was implying?   ‘He wouldn’t! There’s no way…!’   “But then I thought ‘Nah! What’s the point of harming them, especially considering what their leader could do for me?’” As he said this, Midoriya leaned over and propped his head up on his hand, his elbow resting on the table, smirking at her.   Yaoyorozu, ever one to be quick on the uptake, rushed to find a way to save her comrades dignity.   “I can give you information! Info that can…”   “Info that we’re already getting our hands on. You really need to do better at encrypting your computers,” Deku said, his face a mask screaming ‘unimpressed.’ “And don’t bother with other petty offerings such as storage facilities or names or locations of allies, because soon those will be ours as well. We’re quite thorough in our work. No, Ms Yaoyorozu, think carefully.” he leaned further towards her, his eyes leering over her. “What can you offer me?”   That’s when, for just a moment, Yaoyorozu caught Deku’s eyes dart away from her face to a place lower down before jumping back up just as quickly, and then she knew exactly what he wanted. She recognised that quick look to her chest where her bountiful breasts strained tightly against their confines. She had seen it from almost every man (and a few ladies) she had met whilst in her hero costume, a costume she admitted she never really changed from when she started out as a student despite now being a pro.   She always knew her outfit was risqué, but she valued efficiency over decency and now she was paying for it.   Normally, she would think this over for much longer. She was smart, she could find a way out of this mess with her dignity intact. But this was not a normal situation. Here, she was dealing with someone who was much more cunning, intelligent and, dare she say it, alluring than the usual bunch of bad guys she dealt with. And if it wasn’t for how her skin felt like it was heating up, or her heart that was beating faster than normal or just the haze that seemed to permeate through her mind, she would come up with a brilliant plan.   But she was a leader and she had to protect her teammates, so with that, she reached for the front of her top and yanked it open.   Boing. Boing.   Free from their prison, Momo’s melons bounced wildly in front of the man’s eyes before settling down, standing firm and perky on the woman’s chest. Deku’s eyes lit up as he watched the twins jump around and unconsciously licked his lips. He then removed his gloves, chucking them into some corner of the room, and sat back and gestured to her to come to him.   Nervously, Creati stood up, not bothering to cover herself up, and did what he told. Quickly, he sprang forward and pulled her into his lap as she gave out a cute yelp in surprise, enjoying the feeling of her soft pillows pushing into his chest. Using the moment, he reached behind her head and pushed it down, forcing her into a kiss as his tongue invaded her mouth while raising his other hand and placed it on her large tit, giving the soft pillow a firm squeeze, delighting in the fact that his entire hand couldn’t fit around it. The raven-haired woman involuntarily moaned in response.   He then left her mouth, causing Momo to mewl in disappointment, before kissing down until his face met her huge bust, licking his lips at how delectably perky and soft they looked. Like a snake, his head darted forward and he wrapped his lips against her left, firm nipple, while his other hand played with its twin, shifting between soft rubbings and hard twists and tugs. Looking up, Izuku sees her face is beet red and her eyes clenched tight, biting her bottom lip in order to restrain her moans with little success.   Despite her mind screaming for her to control herself, Momo couldn’t help but feel slightly lost in the pleasure, unconsciously moving her hands into his verdant locks and pushing him further into her cleavage while slowly grinding her hips onto his, the delicious friction causing her covered mound to slowly start getting moist as her insides lit up like a forge. Her mind said ‘no’ but was slowly being covered by a fog that demanded her body yell ‘yes!’   With a loud ‘Pop!’ Izuku released her boob from the abuse before quickly moving onto the other one, repeating the same process. He continued to move between tit and tit until both hard nipples were swollen and covered in marks from the sucking. He was glad the room was soundproof or he was sure that anyone outside would be able to hear the pants and moans as they bounced around the room or the chair squeaking as the two continued in their heated battle.   In fact, Izuku thought he was going to drown in the beautiful titflesh while his hands explored her body, groping and massaging any skin he could get his hands on, when he felt Momo pull back and scream as a wet spot appeared on his abdomen and pants. Momo’s face flushed red as she realised she had climaxed! And by the looks of it, it was a big one as the bottom of her leotard was completely soaked. He felt her rest on his thighs as she caught her breath, slightly crushing his dick. Izuku removed his lips from her jugs, a string of saliva keeping the two joined.   Izuku leaned back in his chair, a satisfied smirk adorning his face as he looked at the heroine on top of him, panting heavily and with a face beet red with shame. God, it was hard not to just take her right then!   ‘Patience,’ he told himself. ‘You’ll have her. All in due time.’ He raised his hands and placed them on her shoulders, pushing her down and forcing her off of his lap and down below him.   “You look like you’ve had a good time, Yaoyorozu,” he remarked, enjoying how she looked away from him in embarrassment. “But now I think you need to return the favour.” Momo stared at the villain, her mind still slightly hazy from the pleasure, before realising what he had just said. Normally, she would have screamed at the idea of doing something so absurd! So degrading! So… so… filthy! But she had people who needed her, so if sucking on his… phallus would guarantee the safety of her team, then giving up her pride would be worth it.   Swallowing her nerves, she reached forward slowly and unbuckled and unzipped his pants, letting her see the noticeable tent pitched in his grey boxers. With one last bit of hesitance and a look of determination on her face, she yanked down on the waistband of his underwear and freed his cock from their confines. And with that, any courage she had was immediately replaced by shock and awe due to one unmistakable fact:   He… was… HUGE!   Staring at the throbbing beast, Momo started to think that she had made a mistake. It jutted out of his lap proudly, standing upright like a pole, it had to be at least 10 inches long. Heck, it was thicker than her arm! It looked like it was as hard as iron with thick veins pulsing around it. At the base were his balls, as big as tennis balls, hanging heavily and churning with cum, covered in a patch of curly dark hair. This cock belonged to a horse, not a man! And all Momo could do was gape, only semi-consciously aware of the drool forming in her mouth.   “I must say, Yaoyorozu,” Izuku chuckled, “I believe you’re the first woman who’s ever tried to stare me into orgasm before. An interesting approach, but it’s not going to work.” His words shook her out of her daze. Swallowing a lump in her throat and putting on a brave face, Momo approached the beast.   She tried wrapping her hand around as much as she could and opened her mouth, resting the bright red head inside her wet mouth, swishing her tongue around it as she jerked her hand up and down his massive shaft. God, she could feel the heat radiating off of it, driving her mad! Getting used to the feel of it in her mouth, she started bobbing her head up and down, each time going a little bit further, feeling the tip slightly reach into her throat as her mouth filled with cockmeat, her tongue wrapping around it while taking in the musty scent and taste of it all. In the end, Momo found she could only take in half of him into her mouth.   A fact the man she was pleasuring wasn’t too happy about.   “Try using those huge tits of yours, Yaoyorozu,” he suggested. “You must have them for a reason.”   Obeying the man, Momo grabbed hold of her breasts and sandwiched his dick between them, causing Deku to stifle a breath. Slowly, hesitantly, she began to roll them up and down, feeling them slide along his pulsing cock with the spit on it and her rack acting as an effective lubricant. His shaft quivered and throbbed as she carefully moved her melons along it, its pungent, intoxicating smell causing her heart rate to increase and her face to redden. Taking an extra step, she started to suckle the part that was poking out of her cleavage, bobbing her head up and down at the same rhythm as her breasts.   Deku groaned as the experience of having Momo jerk him off with her boobs and mouth. While she wasn’t as experienced in giving blowjobs as Toga was, she more than made up for it with her chest, the soft feeling of her enormous pillows was driving him mad! Already, he could feel himself unconsciously thrust his hips upwards in time with her, feeling her chest slap down on his thighs as she picked up speed, his body demanding that he fuck her tits!   ‘Not yet,’ he told himself. ‘You have to stay in control for now. You have to be in control.’ He was aching and tensing. He could feel the urge to release all that was being built up was rising, increasing every time he saw her breasts jiggle every time they rose and fell, embracing the ecstasy of her titty-fuck.   Unable to fight the feeling inside anymore, Deku grabbed the girl by her ponytail and forced her head further down into his lap, suddenly forcing inch after inch of his phallus past her wet oral cavity and down her throat, causing the woman to choke and gag around him as he started thrusting her face into his lap while thrusting up simultaneously again and again and again.   “MMMPH!!! MMMPH!!! MMMPH!!!”   Momo’s eyes widened as she was forced to endure such as violent pounding. She could barely get in any air as Deku roughly fucked her face. She couldn’t do anything, and so she just let him have his way with her, feeling his meat reach down deep into her oesophagus and stretch out her throat. All the while, Deku was loving it, the feeling of her moist throat like a tight vice around him. And the rush of power he felt as this so called ‘heroine’ was willingly allowing to have his way with her was just the cherry on top of this absolutely mind-blowing pleasure trip.   With a loud moan, he pushed her head all the way down to the base of his shaft, erupting and releasing all of his built-up spunk down her throat and into her stomach. Momo only swallowed in response, feeling the hot, creamy fluid fill her insides. Of course, she couldn’t contain all of it, some of it spitting out of her bulging cheeks, the salty taste of sweat and semen heavy on her tongue.   After what felt like half a minute of cumming, Izuku released his hold on her, allowing Creati to quickly lurch back and gasp in some much-needed air, choking out some leftover milk which landed on her breasts. Meanwhile, the man just sat back and watched as she recovered, his dick still standing tall and firm out of his pants despite the flood he had just released.   “Now what?” Momo panted out, her eyes looking up at him, almost expectantly.   “Now…” he said, “…we’re done here.”   …   “WHAT?!” Momo yelled in surprise, before her face grew to an even redder shade than before as she realised what she just said. “I-I mean, i-is that so?”   “Yup,” Izuku nodded, “I’ve gotten all I needed. You’ll be happy to know that your teammates won’t be harmed and you can go back to your cell until I figure what to do with you.” As he started to reach for his pants, he noticed the expression of the young heroine’s face. A look of… disappointment.   “Although,” he continued, stopping his hands at the waistband, “that doesn’t have to be the case.” As he said this, Momo perked up slightly. “No one knows what’s been going on in this room and I’m not one to brag about my exploits. No one has to know anything.”   “So tell me, Creati.” He leaned forward towards her, “Do you want to keep going?”   Momo said nothing. She stared into his sharp green eyes as they stared right back into her, piercing through as if they could pick up every little thing about her. Then, her eyes lowered onto his throbbing piece of man meat, standing tall and firm, giving off a musky scent that filled her nose. Just the sight of it made her mouths water, both the one on her head and the one between her legs. Any logical voice of her brain that told her to resist or fight back was completely overshadowed by the much louder ones that screamed that she wanted, needed, that cock inside her! She knew what she needed to do.   She nodded.   And just like that, Izuku knew he had won. That is why he loved his second quirk: Pheromones; an emitter-type that caused women to become sexually aroused for him and him only when he released it. Completely colourless, the unsuspecting had no idea that their minds were being corrupted by sexual need until it was too late. And that’s what he’d been doing this entire time.   He couldn’t believe that All for One even had this quirk. Izuku had managed to convince the man to give it to him for two reasons: first, so he could use it as a distraction for female heroes and make them more susceptible to interrogation, as for some reason he kept on being given assignments to target them in particular. The second was to help keep Toga in line whenever the need arose.   Understanding this logic, All for One gifted his pupil with a second quirk, which allowed the villain Deku to have a lot more fun on some missions.   And now Pheromones had claimed another victim.   “Very well,” Izuku grinned. “If you want it, Momo,” he leaned back in his chair, “You’ll have to take it yourself.”   Now Momo knew what he was doing. By not forcing himself upon her, Momo had to fuck willingly, but in turn show that she was giving in to him. A very clever move. At any time, in any other place, to any other person, Momo wouldn’t have even entertained the thought. There was just one problem:   She didn’t care.   Getting up quickly, Momo stripped herself completely of what was left of her costume, standing completely naked and bare in front of her enemy. Izuku could now get a proper look at the beauty in front of him. Large, perky breasts that were covered in bite marks and spittle, with hard pink nipples; a narrow waist with a smooth, toned stomach; wide hips with a delectably firm ass fit for spanking; long, sexy legs that seemed to go on and on; and finally an exposed crotch revealing her perfectly shaved sex that was dripping in juices. Yes, Momo Yaoyorozu was this generation of heroes’ perfect sex symbol!   Momo strutted towards him, her eyes glued to his big, fat cock, before turning around and positioning herself above him, getting ready to ride him in reverse cowgirl. As much as she wanted this, she refused to look at his face, with his unbearably smug grin. She grabbed hold of the hard pillar of manmeat and began rubbing her pussy up and down against it in anticipation, instinctively gulping at the thought of such a thing entering her soon as well as the heat it gave off. Raising her hips, she aimed the tip to her slick folds and slowly lowered herself on it, making it penetrate her. Momo felt it as it spread her pussy out, stretching her insides further than any toy had before. The heroine released a sultry moan that got louder as inch after inch slowly entered her, reaching deeper and deeper. Eventually, their hips met and she could feel his cockhead kiss against her cervix.   “Well done,” congratulated Deku, barely able to hold back his own groans at the feeling of her wet pussy clamping down on him. “Most girls aren’t able to take it all in one go. Seems UA really does produce the best.”   “S-Shut up,” Momo gasped. “D-Don’t you dare insinuate UA-A does things l-like that.”   “I’m not. I’m just complimenting them on their ability to produce such fine heroes; always moving forward to meet the new demands of society.” His hands slowly snaked around and gripped her waist. “And speaking of moving…”   Momo, who was already sweating and panting heavily from their previous activities, was already starting to feel tired. She felt his penis pulse inside her, sending small waves of pleasure through her. But she was a UA hero. She would always go beyond, Plus Ultra! Gritting her teeth, she began moving up and down his shaft.   Starting off slow, still getting used to its size, she began to increase her speed, bouncing on his lap at a steady beat. Every time she went down, she felt the phallus stretch out her insides more than she ever thought possible, sending wave after wave of pleasure through her with each penetration. It felt good. So good. Momo let out loud moan as her ass cheeks slapped against his waist again and again, making lewd slapping sounds that bounced around the office. As much as she hated to admit it, she felt amazing as she started moving at a rapid pace.   “You must be really enjoying yourself, huh, Momo?” asked Izuku, starting to slowly thrust up to meet her. “What would your teammates think if they saw their precious leader acting like such a slut?”   “Shut-ugh!” She couldn’t get the words out as her body kept fucking. She could feel herself getting close. “T-They’d never b-believe you. Agh!”   “Oh, I wouldn’t be so sure of that.” Deku shifted his chair around, moving the two of them to face his monitor. It was then that Momo realised there was a dashcam perched on top of it.   A dashcam with a flashing red light.   “Do you think they’ve enjoyed the show?”   Momo stopped her gyrations, as she realised what he had just done. The villain had streamed their entire encounter together, no doubt forcing her teammates to watch. They had watched as the pair had kissed. How Izuku had assaulted her chest and made her orgasm. How she had sucked on his rod and drank all of his cum. And how she had willingly chosen to have sex. And even then, she still continued to move her hips up and down powerfully on top of him!   Whether it was due to the shock or the sudden rush of adrenaline of being watched, the feeling of her cervix being battered constantly or having just reached her limit, Momo couldn’t stop as she felt her inner walls clench down hard against his throbbing dick, releasing her fluids.   “NOOOoooo…!” she cried as she orgasmed right in front of the camera.   The heroine collapsed back into the villain’s chest, panting after her furious ride. Izuku took this opportunity to reach forward and started to squeeze and juggle the woman’s boobs, causing her to release tired mewls that he found just adorable! He let her catch her breath, before leaning forward and whispering into her ear,   “What a slut you are, Momo; cumming in front of all those who look up to you.”   “Don’t you dare… call me… such a vile thing…” she huffed, trying to give him her best death glare, but failing miserably.   “Oh, but you are,” he continued with his condescending smarm. “I wonder, do all UA heroines spread their legs for villains, or am I just special?”   “You’re nothing… but a cruel… monster. You will… be stopped. Because you’re… nothing…” This line seemed to irk the man as his visage angered at her words.   “Nothing?” he chuckled darkly. “You think after all this, I’m nothing?” He gripped her jaw and turned her to face him fully, glaring into her eyes.   Suddenly, Izuku picks her up forcefully and pushes her chest-first onto his desk, standing behind and admiring the view of her plush bum cheeks. He starts to grind his still-hard member against her pussy, causing the woman below him to groan. “Let’s see if you still think that after I’m done with you.”   Then, in one swift motion, he slammed his hips into her, burying his shaft as far as it could go inside her.   “Oh fuck!” she screamed at the sudden penetration. She felt herself almost cum at the feeling of the massive cock ramming into her and filling her up.   Izuku pulled back and then went full force into her again and again, repeating the motion. Momo’s mouth was wide open in a continuous moan and her eyes started to roll back into her skull, seeing stars. In one moment, all her resistance disappeared into pleasure. All she could do was take it. Each time his pelvis slapped into her backside, the force caused her round ass cheeks to ripple and her boobs to bounce wildly, a sight Izuku enjoyed immensely.   “Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck!” the woman under him cried in euphoria. Every time his dick rammed her cervix, she could feel herself reach closer and closer to another blissful orgasm. “I’m cumming!” Just a few more…   Izuku pulled out of her suddenly, much to the hero’s bitter disappointment. She stared at him with shocked eyes.   “Why’d you stop?!” she demanded. She was just on the brink! But all she got was his signature cocky smirk.   “I want to hear you say it,” he sneered. “I want you to admit you’re a slut.”   “Please,” she begged. “Just let me-”   *SMACK*   A loud slapping sound echoed around the room as the villain’s palm made firm impact with the hero’s bottom, causing her to yelp in pain and surprise and leave a red handprint on her right ass cheek.   “Say it!” he demanded.   *SMACK*   He began grinding his cock against her sopping cunt, but stopped each time he felt she was about to cum.   “Confess!”   *SMACK*   *SMACK*   *SMACK*   Momo couldn’t take it anymore! She wanted, needed, to cum right then and there.   “Okay! I’ll admit it! I’m a slut!”   *SMACK*   “What do you want, slut?” he asked, taking great pleasure in this agonising torture. Any thought of decency long gone from her head, Momo could only think of one thing.   “I want you to fuck me! I want you to slam your big cock into me and fuck me! Please, do it now!” Deku smirked.   “Only because you asked so nicely.” And with that, he went in full-steam, holding nothing back as he completely railed into her. Momo came as soon as he entered into her again and, with the floodgates open, was climaxing non-stop as she was plowed viciously from behind. Her tongue lolled out, her eyes rolled upwards and her body completely at his mercy, she was totally and utterly lost in the pleasure.   She would do anything for this man, as long as he would continue to fuck her like this again.   With one final thrust, Izuku felt his ejaculation creeping up. With no warning to the voluptuous heroine, he released rope after rope of semen deep into her womb. The sensation of the hot liquid filling her insides sent pleasant signals straight to her brain.   After releasing his heavy load, Izuku pulled out and inspected his handiwork:   Momo lay exhausted over his desk after the intense fuck session they just had, lacking the energy to push herself upwards. Her ass had red markings from where he had smacked it. Her legs quivered in response to the orgasmic episodes she was subjected to. She was mumbling something slightly incoherent, as if her mind was still trying to process what had just occurred. Finally, thick baby batter was starting to spill out of her used, abused cunt.   “You really are something, you know that, Momo?” he whistled, impressed that she wasn’t completely unconscious. It had been a long time since he had gone all out like this before. “UA really does know how to prepare their heroes, don’t they? Now I’m curious to try out what their staff can do.” He felt himself slowly harden again at the thought. “But it seems you still have some energy left. Let’s take care of that, shall we?”   And with that, Momo Yaoyorozu was subjected to round after round of intense fucking. They fucked on his desk, against the wall, in his bed. She was fucked in missionary, doggystyle, cowgirl, mating press. She was filled to the brim with his thick, viscous cum. She was forced to do all sorts of humiliating things, things that any normal self-respecting hero would have never even considered doing. Her orgasmic screams and moans filled the night. In the end, she was a broken mess of a hero, now nothing but a villain’s personal fucktoy.     But Momo didn’t care. After all, for her new Master, she would do anything.

Chapter 1 - Jean & Lisa

It was a lazy Saturday afternoon in Mondstadt. All around the city, people were going around their business as they normally did: store owners peddled their wares and called out their prices; children played pretend soldiers with their friends as they ran along the cobbled streets; the Knights of Favonius patrolled their usual routes, supposedly keeping an eye out for monsters or hilichurls, but mostly just making bored conversation with one another. And all through the city, the gentle breeze blew freely, carrying the delicious smells of Good Hunter along with it. All was right.   Inside the Headquarters Library, a purple-clad witch yawned drowsily as she stretched her arms above her, waking herself up from her midday nap on one of the desks. She gave a sigh of relief as she felt something pop in her neck. Groggily, she stared at the open tome in front of her, Vera’s Melancholy, Volume… whatever, she had already read it. It wasn’t interesting anyway, no doubt being the reason she got a bit more shut-eye in today (then again, ay reason to sleep was a good reason).   Leaning her chin against one hand, Lisa stared out of the window across the city, taking in the beauty. Just another peaceful day. There hadn’t been any reports of monsters acting up, the Fatui were silent, even the Abyss Order seemed to be keeping as inconspicuous as possible. The attack of Dvalin, which had shaken the city to its core, now seemed like a distant memory. Now everything had returned to how it originally was. It was all so perfect.   And it was all so boring!   Now, the librarian was never one to wish for something bad to happen to Mondstadt, no never! In fact, she should love these days as nothing would disturb her reading. But these days had happened enough without any variation that it had all become monotonous. There was only so many books you could read before all the pages start to blend together. She wasn’t hoping for some massive calamity, but was it too much to ask for some excitement?   With a sigh, Lisa got up from her seat, picked up the half-read novel, and walked across the shelves upon shelves of books she had become so familiar with. Finding the right spot, she slid the book back into the space it belonged. As she was making her way over, she noticed that she was the only one inside the library at the moment. They must all be outside enjoying the day. A pity, she would have enjoyed finding some innocent young thing to tease. It was always so cute how red their faces got whenever she put on her charms and flashed them a smile. But then again, that too was becoming dull. Besides, it wasn’t as if any of them was the one she wanted to tease…   “If only my cutie were here,” she thought to herself   She shook her head, a wistful smile appearing underneath her large hat. She could fantasise later – tonight even~. For now, she had to look. There had to be some book in this building she hadn’t read before. Hilichurl Ballad Selection? No, not to her tastes. History of Kings and Clans? As if she didn’t practically have it memorised. New Chronicles of the Six Kitsune? Maybe. That reminded her, had her shipment from Liyue not arrived yet? She really did need to check. It would be in bad form if she-   Her train of thought stopped as she passed over the section The Fox in the Dandelion Sea. Dandelion, hm? Maybe that was the answer. Maybe it wasn’t a book that was needed to entertain her. Maybe it was a certain Dandelion Knight.   In an instant, she had made up her mind. With almost a skip in her step, the witch made her way across to the Grand Master’s Office. Surely Jean wouldn’t mind the impromptu interruption from an old friend. In fact, she should thank her for giving her a much-needed break from all that paperwork.   “Honestly, that girl works way too hard,” Lisa thought to herself. “I keep telling her that, at her rate, she’ll never attract anyone. That would certainly help her loosen up. She could use a good di-”   *rattle*   “Huh, that’s odd,” Lisa spoke out loud, resting a finger against her chin contemplatively. The corridor was scarce of anyone, not even a young bombastic little elf girl, meaning she was all alone. “Jean doesn’t normally lock her door. And when she does, it’s only for important meetings, but I know she doesn’t have anything planned for today. Hmmm…”   Now she was curious. This was definitely not like the Acting Grand Master at all. She always kept the door unlocked so that she could get constant updates from reporting knights. So why would she lock it now?   Part of Lisa told her to turn around, that her friend may just be busy and she should leave her to her work. It was the right thing to do, after all.   But the other part of her…   Reaching into her deep cleavage, Lisa pulled out a set of brass keys around a string. One was for the main entrance, one was for the library of course, and one was for the Grand Master’s Office that she so sneakily had commissioned without anyone’s knowledge, just for such an occasion.   Carefully, she placed the last key into the door, not wanting to alert her friend at all. Hearing a soft *click* she slowly pushed the door open, making sure it didn’t creak on its hinges. A small part of her thought she was being a bit over the top with her subterfuge. After all, this was Jean she was talking about. No doubt Ms Bossy was up to her nose in paperwork and didn’t want anyone to disturb her. Or maybe she was taking a page out of the librarian’s book and enjoying a much-deserved nap. Besides, it wasn’t as if she was doing anything indecent like…   “Mmmh. Mmnng. Aaah~”   Wait, what was that? That sounded like…   As gently as possible, the witch pushed the door open further, just enough so she could peer through the crack in the door. Ad as soon as she saw the source of the strange sound, her green eyes widened.   Sitting with her back turned towards the door, Lisa spied a familiar head of platinum-blonde hair; the ponytail swishing against smooth, pale skin showing signs of lean muscle. The voyeur bit down a small gasp as she realised that her friend’s iconic blue cloak and white shirt had been completely discarded and, from the sounds, she had ‘company.’ Her hypothesis was confirmed as she saw another set of hands wrap themselves around the woman’s torso, one hand intertwining with her ponytail and pulling her in closer while the other slowly trailed down her skin, lurking dangerously close with the hem of her skin-tight pants.   “My my, Jean, you ~naughty girl~. How long have you been using this office for your ‘personal affairs?’”   Feeling more excited, Lisa pushed the door open further, trying the get a glimpse of the person whom their dear Acting Grand Master was sitting in the lap of. She had broken up enough sneaky pairs of young lovers in the library to know how intimate two people were and, from the looks of things, these two were not going to stop any time soon. In fact, their little dalliance seemed to be increasing, as she heard the woman release a wanton moan and push her bare chest further into her companion.   “Now if only I could see who it was, then I’d- Oh!”   Just as the librarian was about to leave and see if she could find a better view to spy from, perhaps from a window, she saw Jean’s partner detach from her lips before planting straight onto her neck, nuzzling away at it. There, Lisa could see exactly who it was.   “Oh, Aether!~”   Jean groaned in pleasure as the golden-haired young man kissed, bit and sucked across the smooth skin of her long neck. His hands, meanwhile, roamed across the expanses of her back, fingers grazing along every inch and enjoying every moment. Sneakily, he nibbled on a spot in the crook of her neck, somewhere he knew was particularly sensitive, taking pleasure as the tall woman shuddered in his arms and pushed herself further into him.   “You’re too tense, Jean. I keep telling you, you need to take it easier.”   “I can’t – ah – help it, not when Mondstadt – mmh – relies on me so much.” she struggled as her words kept getting interrupted by moans as Aether worked through a number of knots in her back, gently rubbing circles in them to help them loosen.   “The other Knights can look after Mondstadt. You need to learn to relax more.”   “I know. It’s just – ooh – I’m most at ease when – ahha – I’m with you, but you’re always awa-aaay~!” Her face turned bright red as she realised she practically squealed out as she felt him bite and nibble on that spot again. She felt so embarrassed that the Traveler could make her feel this way. She was like putty in his firm, but soft hands. What would the other Knights say if they saw their Acting Grand Master in such a manner.   Pulling back, Aether looked up to her with a cocky grin, one that told her he knew what she was thinking. She hated how it made her heart flutter.   “Well then, I guess I’ll just have to come back more often.” And with those words, he pulled her back into a heated kiss, one she eagerly reciprocated.   As their mouths tried to dominate one another, their hands were busy doing something else. Jean’s hands grazed across his bare muscular torso, her fingers trying to sculpt out every detail. When she had first met the mysterious Traveler, he was just lean with some muscle and, while she did find him cute, physically he was unremarkable, although she would acknowledge his skill with the blade. Now though, after months of journeying through Teyvat and fighting all kinds of opponents, he had certainly filled out nicely. His muscles were well-developed with thicker arms, broader shoulders, larger pectorals, and abdominals which made Jean’s mouth water. They drew the eye of all women who saw them, which was quite common considering the shirt he wore, the garment now chucked to some corner of the room. He had the body of a statue and it was all hers to enjoy.   Her fingers traced over one of the scars on his chest, just one of many he had acquired from his battles. But they were also signs of his courage and dedication to protect others, as the tales of his exploits had made their way back to Mondstadt, something that she greatly admired about the man, making him all that more appealing.   Aether, meanwhile having finished with his massage, slid his hands around her narrow waist to her flat, smooth stomach and upwards to grab hold of her large breasts. While most people took notice of the blonde’s athletic hourglass physique, only a few knew how massive and perfectly round her soft, milky jugs were, enhanced by her slender figure. While they were mostly contained by her tight white top, now they stood bare and free. He couldn’t even wrap his hands around them as they spilled out around his fingers, a perfect balance of soft jiggliness and firmness. He relished in the feeling of her nipples prodding against his palms. Each time he gave the soft melons a squeeze, Jean moaned deeply into his mouth and grinded her lap against his, feeling something large harden in his pants and prod her.   Eventually, Aether broke their liplock, chuckling as the woman on him gave a needy moan of disappointment, only to be replaced by heavy gasps as he kissed and licked down, until he reached her perky tits. He didn’t even need to see the look of lust in her blue eyes before he dove into the deep valley of her cleavage!   “Mmmh… ohh! Fuck, Aether~!”   Her coarse mewls and salacious cries were like pure passion to Aether’s ears, fuelling him on as he pushed his head further into the soft flesh; licking, kissing, sucking, and biting every inch of her boobs he could find, savouring the taste as his fingers continued to grope the outer sides. The intense mauling of her breasts instinctually made her hips roll more into his crotch, causing a delicious friction that sent pleasurable sparks coursing through her body as she felt the heat that was building deep inside her core increase.  To most men, this would have been a dream, but only Aether was lucky enough to call it reality.   “Gods, your tits are amazing, Jean!” he growled in between a mouthful of creamy boob-flesh, rolling the light-pink nipple with his tongue. “They taste so fucking great. I could get addicted to them.”   “Don’t – ahha – say something that embarrassing.” The busty woman tried to cover her face to hide her embarrassment, her face growing a distinct shade redder, something that did not go unnoticed by the man beneath. She could feel his smile in her chest.   “Aw, you know it’s true,” he said, twisting both of her erect buds with his fingers as he delighted in hearing her soft squeals. He leaned his head in closer to hers “Besides, you like hearing it, don’t you? No just your breasts, but your entire body is awesome,” he whispered, his husky voice turning her on even more as her heart beat raced. “You like knowing what they do to me. And what I’m going to do to you, right? Maybe that’s why you dress the way you do. Is that the truth, Ms Dandelion Tights~?”   She didn’t respond verbally to his teasing voice, but her mouth did become quite dry, making her gulp nervously. Because as much as she didn’t want to admit it out loud, she did like it when he complimented her body. Most men were too scared to ever say anything like this as they didn’t want to risk getting on her bad side. But Aether… Aether wasn’t scared of being honest. Not about her or what he wanted. He was always so forward with her and that made her heart pound all the faster.   “MMmph!”   Jean bit her bottom lip as she felt the man attack her sensitive breasts, trying to stifle a lewd moan but failing. Even before her lover, she refused to play his little game, despite how… tempting it was. However, she couldn’t help but grind and gyrate further like an exotic dancer, feeling her covered nether press hard against his. Already, she could feel a distinct wetness begin to appear. Damnit, why did she decide to wear white trousers again? She just hoped Aether didn’t notice.   Unfortunately for her, he did, as he could feel her just how intense her rubbing was. He could feel himself slowly grow and throb against her clothed sex and it wasn’t something that he was hiding. He wanted her to feel him. But he could also tell that she was putting up a wall, like she normally did. Oh no, he couldn’t allow that.   Releasing her abused nipple with an audible pop, he gave her a sly smile that let her know exactly what he thought, he moved his hands from her lovely tits (although reluctantly) and hooked them underneath her supple thighs. With a slight flexing of his muscles, he lifted the blonde off of his lap and onto the desk as if she barely weighed anything, a testament to his gained strength and lovely arms Jean noticed.   Slightly forcefully, he pushed her shoulders down until he had her pinned to the desk and loomed over her. This position would usually make her nervous, but that didn’t mean she wanted to change it at all. Looking up at the man, she could see the mischievous glint in his eyes as he came down on her, pushing their bodies together. She could feel her breasts rub and flatten against his solid pecs.   The traveller began from the top of her head, kissing her brow, before trailing all the way down her body: her cheek, her lips, her elegant neck, the valley between her boobs, her toned naval, her slim waist. He left his mark all over her as he tasted all over her.   “It’s like I’m some prized cow that he’s claiming as his property.” She felt her face go flush as she realised just how apt that comparison was.   Eventually, Aether found himself face-to-face with his goal. He placed his hand on her covered mound where he could already tell was stained from her juices. In fact, he swore he could see the outline of her panties through them. He began to slowly rub his finger along it like a wine glass, alternating between hard and soft, delighting in how she squealed and squirmed under his touch. Already he could feel her getting wetter.   “Someone’s excited~” he teased, and began reaching for the rim of her tight pants. “Let’s take care of that, shall we?”   While he was stripping the indecent woman of her final garments, outside the door, a third person continued their peeping. Lisa knew it was wrong and that she should have left them alone. This was an extremely private intimate affair and was something that would get her in a lot of trouble with the Knights if she were caught. But as much as she wanted to, the with just couldn’t look away. The sight of her friends engaging in such a lewd, passionate display was making her feel hot and her heart pound in her ears. She could feel something stir deep inside her with every kiss she witnessed. The fact that they were doing something so shameless, and in the Grand Master’s Office of all places, was having an effect on her. Seeing her cutie’s surprisingly chiselled body also didn’t help things. She had no idea he could be so… alluring.   “Gods, I want to run my tongue along those abs.” she had to stifle a moan building up inside her as her imagination began to run wild.   And as she watched the stud throw Jean’s dirty trousers aside, leaving her nearly completely nude, Lisa couldn’t help it as something inside her fluttered with heat as one of her hands made its way underneath her skirt…   Aether rubbed his calloused hands around the outside of her creamy thighs as he stared at the pair of moist panties in front of him.   “White lace?” he asked, amusement heavy in his tone. “I didn’t expect you to own a sexy pair like this. What would everyone think if they found out you were such a pervert?” He didn’t even need to look at her to know how embarrassed he was making her. Her groan was enough. “Or maybe you got them specially for me?”   “D-Don’t get the wrong idea. I-I only own them because they look ni-iiiieeeEEE!!”   The taller woman wasn’t even able to get her sentence out as she suddenly felt his tongue lap over her sensitive clit, sending a shock of pleasure through her spine.   “They do look nice on you,” Aether agreed, his voice then going a tone lower. “But I think they’d look even nicer on the floor.”   Then, before she could get another word in, he yanked the lacy material off of her leg, exposing her bare pussy to his gaze, her juices already coating the outside. It was a cute little thing, with a small patch of pale blonde hairs crowning the top. Just the sight of it made his mouth water and his cock throb. Slowly, he traced circles around her fresh labia, making the mature woman whimper, before inserting two fingers into her luscious lips, exploring her cavern and feeling her velvety hot walls clamp down on his digits.    “You’re super wet,” he said, rhythmically pumping his fingers in and out of her greedy snatch, rubbing against her insides. He delighted in seeing how the woman reacted to his touch, how the proud knight whined and her breathing hitched as her body tensed. “You like that, Jean?”   “Nnnghh! Ahha! Fuck, Aether! Keep going. Don’t sto-oooop!~” Her voice began to slur as Aether’s fingers curled upwards in just the right spot while simultaneously rubbing and flicking her hardened clit with his thumb. Grinning, he rubbed those spots again even harder and faster, making her writhe erotically; her back curving into an arch that pushed her chest up further. Her eyes widened as she realised, she was quickly approaching her limit. “W-Wait, not yet…! Slow down, A-Aether…! Ahh, at this rate I’ll… I’ll… AAHHHA!!”   Before she could even finish her sentence, the golden-blonde rammed his fingers against her weak spot while his other hand tugged on her swollen clit. The sudden attack on her needy vagina made her hips buckle under him and her fingers and toes curl as all of her build up was released in a powerful orgasm, her fluids gushing out of her to soak her thighs, his hands, and even the Grand Master’s desk!   “Woah!” Aether gasped, admiring the flood he had caused. “I was right. You were too pent up.” He made a sound of disapproval as he jokingly shook his head. “And look at all this mess you made.” Taking his gaze off of her nether region, he met her beautiful blue eyes, which he could see were beginning to look hazy as she recovered her breath. “Don’t worry, Jean,” never breaking eye contact, he lowered his head until he was directly in front of her delicious-looking entrance, “I’ll clean this up for you.”   “W-Wait! Stop! I’m still sensiti-iiiiiive!” Jean’s eyes began to cross and her words were morphed into a shrill yelp as she felt his tongue jam itself inside her. She could feel it licking and tasting all of her like a warm, slippery eel, exploring every inch of her pussy and lapping up all of her juices. And throughout it all, he never took his off of her.   “Gods, his tongue! It’s even better than – ooh – his fingers! How’s he so – fucking – good at this?” She cooed as he expertly found each of her sweet spots, making her entire body shudder. She gasped loudly as his fingers spread her lips further apart, allowing his wet appendage to reach even deeper. Everything, from his hot breath to his nose rubbing against her bud, was making her writhe in euphoria as her senses were overwhelmed, making it hard to think about anything else.   “He’s already – aughh, oh - going to make me…!”   “Cumming~!!~”   The blonde beauty’s orgasmic screams echoed across the room as she suffered another release, her mouth open wide and her tongue lolled out in an absolutely lewd expression of sensual bliss as she panted like a dog in heat.   “Damn, I forgot how good you taste, Jean.”   “D-Don’t tell me that!”   “Aww, but you look so cute when I do.”    But if she thought her lover would give her a break to catch herself, she was sorely mistaken, as her explosive squirting only seemed to incense him further, jacking up the intensity of his lapping. It was like he was feasting on her sweet nectar, fervently sucking and licking as he devoured her, causing the poor woman to suffer a rapid series of mini-orgasms, making her cry out in a never-ending cacophony of moans! She couldn’t help herself as her shapely thighs wrapped tightly around his head and her fingers interlocked into his golden locks, pulling his face closer into her snatch!   “Fuuuck, Aether! Don’t stop! It’s too good! Ahha, I love it! Mmnh! Aagh! AAHHH!!!~”   Outside, Lisa was watching intensely as her one hand massaged her boob while the fingers of the other furiously slipped in and out of her dripping cunt, masturbating to the erotic sight in front of her. She was biting down hard on her lower lip in order to stifle any sound, but she couldn’t help the occasional muffled moan from escaping. She was equal parts aroused and jealous; that should be her having her pussy eaten out so intensely by her cutie! She closed her eyes, imagining it as his coarse, strong hands running and groping her soft body. Just the thought of it made her release an embarrassingly loud groan. But it wasn’t enough, not compared to the real thing.   Part of her knew that she shouldn’t be doing this so blatantly out in the open where anyone could see her, but the rest of her didn’t care, too enraptured in her own lewd fantasy. If anything, the risk of being seen only added to the excitement.   She was drawn out of her naughty thoughts as she heard the lucky blonde give out another scream of bliss, releasing her… what? Fourth, fifth orgasm in this short amount of time? Not that Lisa was keeping count, but it was definitely a sign of the mysterious young man’s skill, and she was all the more determined to get her hands on him after this.   Inside, Aether pulled his head away from between Jean’s thick thighs, earning him a whimper of disappointment from the woman. He wiped the juices rolling down his chin like a satisfied customer at Wanmin Restaurant. Considering the sight in front of him, that comparison wasn’t too far off.   He took a moment to admire his handiwork. The woman was lying breathless, her chest heaving heavily, causing her milky jugs to protrude even more outwards. A layer of sweat gave her toned body an alluring sheen in the sunlight. Her face was a lovely shade of red as she looked at nowhere in particular, still trying to recover. Aether felt a sense of pride as he looked her over as he felt his cock throb painfully against the confines of his trousers. Yup, she was definitely ready.   “So, are you feeling more relaxed?”   The tall woman didn’t respond verbally, but when her hazy eyes met his golden orbs, she gave him an approving nod and a lustful, although tired, smile, anticipating what was coming next.   “Good girl. Now, turn around.”   Willing up whatever strength she had at the moment, she managed to push herself up and then over onto her front, spreading her legs apart and inviting him in with a wiggle. And if Aether’s ‘sword’ wasn’t hard before, the sight before him made him spring to full attention.   When drunken wastrels at the Angel’s Share or the Cat’s Tail spoke about Jean Gunnhildr in ways they would never dare to out in the open but only alcohol could free, they mostly brought up the same details: her beautiful face, her luscious platinum-blonde ponytail they wanted to yank, her hourglass figure, her long legs that seemed to stretch on and on. Even her bust for the few who were lucky enough to get a glimpse of her exposed cleavage in her white shirt.   But if Aether had to admit what her most sexually titillating feature was, he would easily confess: her ass.   And what an ass it was. Perfectly round, soft, and huge, Jean’s heart-shaped behind was like something out of a fantasy. They were perfectly sculpted from all of her exercise as a knight. The first time Aether ever noticed it, he couldn’t draw his eyes away from how they stretched her white tights that they seemed to be painted on, barely able to keep himself from being caught staring. Ever since then, he made it a habit to always stay a few feet behind her whenever they walked together, mesmerised by the sway of her hips as her high-heeled boots made her legs and butt more tense and perky.   Reaching forward, he grabbed hold and let his hands sink into those doughy cheeks, squeezing and massaging them to his heart’s delight as the flesh splayed out from between his fingers. The first time he had ever seen it bare, he couldn’t believe she was able to squeeze all that cake into those tight trousers day after day. He kept wondering when the material would inevitably rip and if he would be lucky enough to see it. If she was still wearing those white panties, he had no doubt that they would be devoured between her two pale cheeks. Combined with her wonderfully thick thighs and wide hips, Aether thought she was a perfect mare for mating.   “Ae-Aether, s-stop playing with it,” Jean whined. She knew how fascinated he was with her bubble butt, but every time she couldn’t hide her embarrassment. “J-Just hurry up and- Kya! ~”   *SMACK*   The busty blonde squealed loudly as she felt her lover’s calloused palm smack powerfully against her fat rump, causing it to ripple and wobble like jelly; a truly beautiful sight in Aether’s opinion. A pink handprint appeared on her right ass cheek, as if she was being marked as his property.   “Sorry Jean. I can’t help it. Your ass is just so fucking incredible.” He chuckled; he sounded as if he was appraising a piece of art. “Besides, you can’t blame me for having a bit of fun. Not after everything I did for you.”   “You say that as if you didn’t enjoy making me- Aah!!~”   *SMACK*   The Traveller silenced her with another spank, the hand mark now appearing more red. Regardless, her words were true. He delighted in watching as he made her squirt and cry out in pleasure during all of their trysts.   “Fine,” he said, jokingly rolling his eyes. “You’re so impatient, aren’t you?” He leaned over so that his mouth was right next to her ear. “But then you can’t blame me for what comes next,” he whispered huskily in her ear, sending a shiver down the whole expanse of the blonde beauty’s back. Smiling from getting the intended reaction, he grabbed hold of her hip with his one hand while the other reached down and unbuttoned his pants. With skilful dexterity, he undid them and yanked them down and-   *THWAP*   A heavy clapping sound echoed around the room; the unmistakable sound of flesh slapping against flesh. But it was the sheer magnitude of the noise that made even Lisa suddenly stop. Inside, Jean bit down on her bottom lip to muffle a euphoric groan as she felt something long, heavy and hot nestle in the crevice of her cheeks.   Because that was the truth about the mysterious Traveller that only she was lucky to know about; that made her eagerly await his visits. While his body was very impressive, it was what lay between his legs that shocked her the most the first time seeing him naked.   Because Aether was HUGE!   Jutting out of his waist, his fat, veiny cock throbbed and pulsed like it had its own heartbeat. It rested comfortably in the pillowy cushions of her buns but, despite its own large size, even it was not enough to completely envelope it, as the angry red head poked out of the top, being at least 12 inches. What’s more, it was thick, thicker than her forearm, even! And at the base were his balls, larger than a pair of sunsettias, hanging heavily and full of churning cum, all while his crotch was covered in a patch of darker gold hair.   The first time Jean saw this monster, she thought it didn’t belong to a man. It was more appropriate for a mitachurl! The memory made her involuntarily clench her fat ass around it, moaning as she felt his thick veins pulse and a dollop of hot precum drop onto her lower back. Oh Barbatos, she wanted this beast inside her!   Aether, hearing the proud Grandmaster’s erotic sounds, smirked as he began to slowly thrust his hips back and forth, hotdogging her rump, relishing the feeling of those heavenly-soft cheeks around his meat. He swore he could do this forever. It seemed that Jean knew exactly what he was doing as she gave a needy mewl completely undignified for someone of her position. She rocked her hips back and forth, meeting his movements, as she rhythmically tensed and squeezed her buttocks.   “D-Damnit, Aether. Stop t-teasing me. Just do it already,” she gasped, the burning feeling in her core burning hotter than any forge.   *SMACK*   “AHHA~!~”   “Now, now, Jean, if you want it, you have to ask nicely.” Then, with a devilish look in his eye, he leaned in closer and whispered, “Just like we practiced.”   At any other point, Jean would never have put up with such humiliation. She was noble, proud, elegant, dignified; the acting Grand Master of the Knights of Favonius, eldest daughter of the Gunnhildr Clan and Mondstadt’s beloved Dandelion Knight and inspiration for all. She would never dare degrade herself in such a manner for anyone!   But for Aether… for Aether she couldn’t not obey. He had this effect on her where she turned into putty at his touch. He could make her feel things no one else could make her feel and do things no one else could ever do to her without any care. That’s how he was able to go through an entire meeting groping and fondling her tender behind in front of the other knights and get away with it. And every time she would come back to him like an addiction. She was his.   And right here, right now, she didn’t care about her titles, her pride and dignity, or anything else. She only wanted him. She needed him.   “Please, Aether, fuck me! Fuck me with your huge cock!”   Aether, feeling a sense of pride and animalistic victory, grinned at the poor woman’s pleas and, pulling back, rammed his hips into hers, his cock piercing straight through her dripping snatch!   “Ooooh fuuuuck ~ !!! ~” Jean cried, unable to hold back her pleasure as he buried himself deep into her tight pussy, stretching her to an incredible limit that she didn’t know she had. Her screech filled the room as she felt every inch of his thick meat inside her, rubbing against her hot, velvety walls.   Aether smirked at her, pleased at the erotic noises protruding from her naughty mouth. It was such a privilege that only he got to hear. And the best part was that he was only half-way in.   Slowly, he pulled his hips back, making the poor blonde moan at the sudden sensation of emptiness, until only the head remained, before thrusting his hips forwards, burying himself balls-deep inside her, the clap of his hips on her echoed around the room and made her doughy cheeks ripple and wobble.   “AAAAHHAAA!!!” The sudden penetration made her squeal so loudly he thought they would hear it all throughout the Headquarters as she suddenly orgasmed, her body slightly spasming at the pleasure.   “Fuck, you feel so good,” Aether growled as his fingers grabbed hold of her wide hips like handlebars and slammed himself forward again and again and again in an intense steady rhythm. He couldn’t help it, the feel of her warm pussy wrapped around his cock was too much for him to hold back. “How are you always so – mmph – tight?”   “I-It’s not like I – ahhn – try to be. Mmph! You’re just too – fucking – big!” Her body jumped slightly as she suffered another mini-orgasm as she felt his massive cock rub against all of her sweet spots. It was hard for her to form sentences as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through her body, making her thoughts incoherent. “Don’t stop! Keep going! I’m… I’m – OOOOAAGGHH!!!”    But while her brain struggled to remain conscious, her body seemed to react on its own as it rocked itself back to meet his thrusts, hips wiggling from side to side. With every push, she felt the heat inside her grow more and more intense, a burning need for her lover to fuck her as hard as she knew he could! Just the thought of it made her lower mouth water even more to the point where she could feel her juices and sweat pour down her leg.   Aether, noticing her body’s actions and incensed by the feeling of her tight cunt clenching down hard on his shaft, grinned as he decided to change things up a bit. He leaned forward so that his muscular physique loomed over her voluptuous self like an animal mounting his mate. Reaching down, he grabbed hold of one of her breasts – her soft tits had pancaked against the desk’s surface to the point that they were visible from the behind her, giving her more comfort and more stimulus as her hardened nipples rubbed against the smooth wood – before slamming his sturdy crotch back into her so powerfully, the whole desk seemed to shudder and groan.   THWAP-THWAP-CLAP-TWHAP!!!!   “Mmmph!! AAAHH!! Oh Barbatos, fuuuuuuck!!! ~ ❤️ ~”   The sexual, pornographic sound of sweaty flesh slapping against flesh filled the office accompanied by a slew of profanity and carnal cries of euphoria as Aether mercilessly pounded into Jean from above, his new position providing a better angle as his meat punching against her cervix with every ram!   The once-proud knight’s eyes rolled back in her head and her jaw slackened as she felt him batter against a point which made her see stars, causing her to drool and her pussy gush in a seemingly never-ending series of orgasms, making her body shudder and her muscles to tense. It felt as if he was trying to split her into two, which he may be able to if not for her juicy bum, which rippled and clapped. Her pale ass cheeks were now red, having been smacked multiple times, each one earning the golden-haired Traveller a beautiful yelp.   “Yes, Aether, don’t – agha! – stop! I love you and your fat – Fuh-fuck! – dick! It’s too good! I- I-OOOOH!!!”   “Mmhh~!”   But while the two blondes rutted like animals, just outside, the purple-clad librarian was furiously pumping her fingers in and out of her pussy, biting down hard on her lower lip to muffle the sound of her own climax. She had never seen something so primal, so aggressive, so… so… lewd in all her life! She could feel the display rob her of her own modesty, as she stared at the busty blonde be mercilessly fucked into the table, looking and moaning like a wanton whore. How long had they been going at it at this point? An hour? More? She had honestly lost track of time.  It had been a long time since Lisa had taken a lover into her bed, and none of them, man or woman, had ever made her scream like what she saw before her.   How dare Jean, her best friend, keep such a secret from her?! She had had her eyes on her cutie for longer than she had. It should be her being rutted into like that. And she could do more than just be taken like a needy toy. Just the thought of it made her fingers fly into her faster, bringing her closer to another orgasm. But she knew that whatever she did to herself, it would feel a thousand times better if it were a certain blonde doing it to her instead. Maybe she could steal him away this evening…?   “AHHA! AETHER!!!~”   Lisa was pulled back to reality as she heard her sexy commander scream loudly, no doubt suffering from another mindless release. Part of her wished she had brought her Kamera, just so she could take a picture of the sight in front of her, either as blackmail or as material for her own private late-night collection. The fact that Jean was getting reamed so heavily from behind while her tongue lobbed out of her mouth in such a smutty expression, all while looking as if she was having the time of her life, was almost impossible to believe if she wasn’t seeing it for herself.   And it seems she wasn’t the only one thinking that.   “Damn, Jean, I almost – mmph – forgot how much of – ahhn – screamer you are,” panted Aether, now holding her by her wrists and pulling her into his thrusts. With how tightly she was clamping down on him, he could feel himself throb inside of her, nearing his own release. “What would the – nngh – other knights say if they saw you like this?”   “They… They can’t know. They would…. lose… all respect for me-iiieee!” Her words turned into a squeak as she felt him slap her ass again. God, did he ever get tired of that thing?!   “Don’t be ridiculous. I’m sure they would - augh – like knowing that their leader was able to – ah – let loose every once in a while. Some may like it more than others.” He stopped his thrusts, his shaft buried deep inside her, as his sharp gaze turned towards the door.  “Isn’t that right, Lisa?”   Instantly, Jean’s body froze. Whatever pleasure-filled senseless state she was in quickly vanished as she became cognisant again. A growing sense of alarm and terror built inside her as she turned towards where her lover was staring. There… there was no way that… her friend was…!?   A long moment passed, but it felt like it went on for forever. The room was silent, as their focus was solely on the wooden door. The air was so tense, she could have cut it with a cold knife.   Then, after an agonising experience, Jean’s apprehension grew tenfold as she saw it slowly open, the old hinges squeaking, to reveal the familiar librarian. Looking closer, she could see Lisa’s face was completely flushed red and she was breathing heavily, her clothes appearing ruffled as if she had rushed to straighten them out. But that was glossed over as she was fixated on the brunette’s emerald-green eyes, filled with slight embarrassment and even more amusement.   This… This wasn’t…! She couldn’t be seen like…! She had to get away!   Jean tried squirming out of her position, but she had no such luck. Being bent over the table and having her pussy relentlessly stretched pounded for ages meant she didn’t have the lower body strength to move. What’s more, Aether’s firm grip on her wrists meant he had her locked in place, unable to escape. Instead, every move only made her grind deeper into his core, causing an unintentional moan to leave her mouth, only exacerbating her shame.   “My, my, I never expected you two to be so shameless,” she smirked, her voice filled with her teasing spirit. “Especially you, Jean. And in your office of all places.”   “L-Lisa, I-I’m not- this is what it looks like!”   The busty brunette smirked as she rolled her eyes at her friend’s feeble excuse. Jean couldn’t blame her; there was absolutely no hiding the obvious.   “Really? Because it looks to me like you’re being bent over your desk while cutie here is slamming into you like a pair of dogs in heat. With how loudly you were screaming his name louder than when you yell at Klee. Or am I to believe this was something else? A massage, perhaps?”   “I-I mean…” she began, but the witch merely tutted    “Honestly, Jean, you little minx, you. It’s perfectly fine. Your business is your business, after all. You never know what pervert may be listening if I hadn’t stumbled across you. I’m actually quite glad to see that cold, serious mask of yours drop for once.”   Jean opened her mouth to respond, but was beaten to it.   “Seriously, Lisa? You’re one to talk.”   “W-What?” the bent-over woman looked up at her lover and saw an analysing glint in his golden eyes, a similar confident smirk appearing on his face that mirrored the woman’s across from him. He bent his torso lower, making her grown as she felt his cock move and grind against her insides (Gods, it was still so hard!) until his face was positioned next to hers.   “She thinks that she has the upper hand, but the truth is she’s hiding behind her own mask. Look closely.”   At his words, Jean saw as her friend’s teasing expression suddenly became rigid, her green eyes looking more nervous. And it wasn’t the only thing she noticed. The red in her cheeks may not have been from embarrassment. Years of martial training taught the knight to be able to recognise an opponent’s breathing, and right now she could hear Lisa being out of breath. What’s more, her clothes seemed ruffled and out of place, as if she had suddenly rushed to straighten them, thus missing a few details, like the buttons on her blouse being slightly more undone than normal.   But the biggest giveaway was the glints of liquid running down her leg. Was that sweat? No, it, it couldn’t have been…?! Wait, was Lisa doing… that… behind the door?!   “It seems our little spy was enjoying our fun, Jean,” Aether gloated, taking pleasure at how the normally playful purple mage was getting a taste of her own medicine. Months of teasing was coming back to bite her. “But since it’s all out in the open, why don’t we give her a show?”   At first, Jean was confused as to what the blonde man had said, but her eyes widened as realisation quickly took effect of as she felt him slowly pull back until only his bulbous head remained inside her.   “W-Wait, Aether, stop! We can’t do that! Not in front of her! I won’t allow it! Are you even listening to me? Don’t you dare even try-iiiiiiiiEEEE!!!~”   Jean’s words of defiance morphed into a high-pitch shriek as Aether’s massive rod pounded back inside her warm sheath completely, making her suffer another mind-numbing orgasm as she felt him ram against her womb! Her legs spasmed behind her as his hips slammed into hers again and again and again, making her see stars with each thrust. It was impossible to resist when he knew all her weak points. With how strong and fast he was going, she began to realise that for the first time he wasn’t holding back!   THWAPTHWAPTHWAPTHWAP!!!   “Oooh! AAaahh! You’re – ahha – too good! Don’t stop! Keep fucking me, Aetheeerrr!! ~ ❤️ ~” Jean’s words slurred into another blissful scream as she came again, drenching his waist.   Before them, Lisa watched in astonishment at the rutting pair. What she saw before paled in comparison to the absolutely vicious pummelling the mysterious Traveller was giving her friend. She could hardly believe it was the same Jean, shocked at just how quickly her demeanour changed in just a few seconds: from outright objecting to giving in to this hedonistic side of her. Her expression was one of pure lust, with her eyes rolled back and small tears appearing in her ducts. Her tongue was lolled out as her open mouth released an endless stream of sounds no upper-class lady should know how to make. If her body was an instrument, then Aether was a prodigy.   Lisa should have been more reactive, disgusted, or even smarmy. But instead, she was struck still at the absolute image of eroticism before her. But even if her mind didn’t react, her body did, as the fire inside of her grew more and more intense the more she watched.   By the time she realised what she was doing as her brain caught up with her, it was too late, as her fingers were flying out of her cunt, unable to stop herself, while her other hand groped and squeezed her boob through the fabric of her dress. Soon, her own moans filled the cacophony of Jean’s euphoric yowls and Aether’s beastly growls and pants.   But everyone had their limits, including Aether. Despite fucking like that for what felt like an hour, whether it was from how tightly the blonde’s hot, velvety walls had been clamping down on him, or the sight of the sexy librarian friend pleasuring herself to the sight of them, it was too much. He could feel his large testicles churn and swell for release. With a final heavy grunt, he slammed himself fully inside the blonde, tensing his muscles as he let loose everything he had been holding back, filling her insides with his thick, burning cum.   Jean’s mouth formed a round ‘o’-shape as all she could release was a low, guttural coo at the sensation. She could feel her womb swell up with just how much spunk he was pumping inside her, the feeling of his heavy cock pulse and spurt making her mind blank. At any other time, she would have worried about the risks, but right now she truly did not care, all cognitive thought disappeared. she honestly never knew Aether had this aggressive, dominating side to him, but whether it was due to having learnt something on his travels or that they had a captive audience, she didn’t know or didn’t care.   Eventually, after minutes of just standing there and filling the fat-assed knight up, Aether slowly pulled his meat out of her tight pussy, a loud squelching noise following as he watched dollops of thick baby batter leak out of her.   “Whew, that was… quite something… wasn’t it, Jean?” he panted, wiping the sweat from his forehead. But he got no response. “Jean?”   Looking at his lover, he saw that her face was completely flushed and her eyes were completely glazed over, looking at nothing. Her mouth seemed to be forming words, but no sound was being released. Her body wasn’t moving, with the even rise and fall of her chest being the only clear sign she was still alive. Every now and then, her legs would quiver and spasm, as if all of the sexual stimulus was catching up to her. But the most obvious thing was the tired, euphoric grin on her face.   Jean Gunnhildr, the Acting Grand Master, was completely fucked silly.   “I actually wasn’t sure if… you could handle all that,” Aether said affectionately, still slightly out of breath. “But you did so well. You’re really amazing, Jean.” His words earned him an incoherent mumbling from the poor woman. He gave her a wide, wholesome smile. “I know. I missed this and you too. So…”   His eyes shifted away and towards the third person in the room.   “Did you enjoy yourself, Lisa?”   At his words, the witch stumbled out of her stupor. She opened her mouth to reply, but for once she couldn’t think of anything to say. Her mind was still processing what she just witnessed, the sight of her friend degraded and used so thoroughly in front of her was not something she could have ever prepared for. And by her Cutie, of all people! She never knew he had it in him. God, Lisa could only imagine what it would be like, if she was in Jean’s place with Aether’s strong, muscular body leaning over hers as he forced her thighs apart and…!   Her breathing hitched and she gasped as she realised her fingers had begun to move inside her again, having too-easily gotten lost in her fantasy. And judging from the cocky smirk of the man in front of her, she wasn’t the only one to notice.   Giving a faux-cough of clearing her throat, Lisa straightened out her attire, doing her best to appear less flustered than she actually was.   “My, my, that was certainly…” her mind struggled to come up with the right word to describe it. Erotic? Primal? Fucking Hot? “…Intense.”   “Yeah, I’ll say,” the Traveller agreed, wiping some sweat from his brow. Lisa’s green eyes trailed those precious beads as they ran over his sculpted pectorals. “It’s been a while since I’ve let myself go like that.” He looked down at the woman he had practically ruined. “But I knew you could handle it, right Jean?” He swatted her fat ass again, making the abused flesh wobble as the poor woman released another satisfied moan.   Lisa eyed her friend, who lay enfeebled over the desk. “I must say, Cutie, I didn’t know the two of you had this kind of relationship.” That wasn’t to say Lisa didn’t know about her feelings for the man. She had seen the look in Jean’s eyes whenever she saw him visit Mondstadt, or the way her voice lightened whenever she spoke about his brave deeds, or just how she seemed to stare longingly outside the window when she thought no one was looking.   Now Lisa understood why…   “When did you two start this little tryst of yours?”   Aether gave a nervous laugh, as eh scratched the back of his head.   “Well, it’s a bit of a story…”   And so, the Traveller regaled her with another one of his stories. As it turned out, a number of months ago, Jean had been working late into the night yet again. Once she was finally finished with her work, she had decided that she could do with a little relaxation from the long day before heading home and so went to the shared baths located in the Headquarters for the Knights to use. Considering how late it was, she expected everyone else had gone left for the night, thus she should have had it all to herself.   And thus, she went. Taking off her uniform and wrapping herself in a towel, Jean entered the hot baths for a precious moment of much-needed alone time. However, whether it be she was too tired to notice or just didn’t care, the Grandmaster made the mistake of passing the designated women’s bathroom and instead went through the men’s. It was only she had stripped bare and plonked herself down with a weary sigh did she finally realise her mistake. And that she was also not alone.   Sitting across from her was her favourite Traveller, jaw slacked open and eyes wide as he absorbed the sight in front of him. After getting over their initial embarrassment, the two of them began to talk as they usually did. As it turned out, Aether and Paimon had returned not too long ago, but while Paimon had decided to head straight to bed at the inn, Aether decided to freshen up a bit after a long journey across Teyvat and decided to use the facilities available to even the honorary knights. It seemed he had the exact same idea as her.   The two of them lost track of time as they conversed like this, updating each other about their going’s on, Jean telling him about the upcoming events in Mondstadt and the recent reports of Abyss Order behaviour, Aether sharing stories of his most recent travels and the challenges he had faced. The two of them laughed late into the night in a routine they were both familiar with.   But although they found themselves in comfortable conversation, that wasn’t all they were doing.   Despite his best efforts, Aether couldn’t help as his eyes occasionally wandered. Her towel was squeezed so tightly around her shapely figure, he could swear that the material was about to rip. The hem barely covered any of her lower body, granting a perfect view of her luscious long legs and thick thighs, while the deep valley of her cleavage was on full display. Aether wondered if it was by some miracle that the knot hadn’t come undone.   But that wasn’t to say that he was the only one ogling, as Jean took the opportunity to soak in his scarred, muscular body in all of its glory. Her eyes followed each droplet of water that ran down his chiselled chest to his perfect abs to the v of his waist until it reached the point where she was fantasising about what lay beneath his own towel. The woman had always found the strange man to be sexually attractive, what with his clothes displaying him in the way that they did, but this was an opportunity to see his delicious body more bare than usual and she was going to make the most of it.   The two didn’t remember how long they stayed like this, but neither noticed as they gradually moved closer and closer to one another until they were practically rubbing shoulders. As the night progressed, so too did their topic of conversation become more serious, each one opening up about the difficulties of their daily lives: Aether’s seemingly endless search for his sister and Jean’s constant stress of her responsibilities. But what both of them admitted to was a shared sense of loneliness in their lives.   Aether didn’t really remember what happened next, but all he could recall was staring into the Dandelion Knight’s big blue eyes and seeing just how beautiful she looked in that moment, with her damp blonde hair framing her face and the heat of the bath reddening her cheeks.   Neither know who instigated the kiss, but as soon as they started, the couple were insatiable. Tongues clashed, hands roamed and squeezed and flesh grinded against sweaty wet flesh as erotic sounds filled the air. Once they started, they just couldn’t stop as they effectively ravished one another. Before long, the horny two had stripped each other of the flimsy material preserving the last of their modesty. Soon enough, Jean found herself bouncing up and down Aether’s thick cock, the water splashing every time her hips slapped against his.   Despite the intensity of their rutting, they were eventually able to pull themselves apart, put their clothes back, and leave the headquarters, only to head back to the Gunnhildr Estate, where they continued to fuck to their heart’s content, only stopping as the morning light peaked across the horizon.   “So yeah, that’s how it started.”   As the blonde man finished telling his story, he failed to notice the absolute state of the woman in front of him. Lisa’s face was a deep, deep crimson as she tried to process what she had just been told. She was still struggling to believe that Aether, someone who she held up as the pinnacle of moral goodness, chivalry, and honour, would so casually tell her about how he had shamelessly screwed around with her best friend like a pair of insatiably horny rabbits. And all while still being inserted in said best friend right in front of her!   “It was a good thing that she had her mandatory day off after that,” he remarked, chuckling. “She wasn’t able to move at all for hours after we were done, weren’t you, Jean?” That earned him an unintelligible, yet satisfied murmur in response.   Lisa, who was paying rapt attention to every detail, thought back to that day. She remembered how the always-attentive woman seemed to have spent the next few days stuck in her chair, which wasn’t an odd sight, but whenever she did walk, it was always with a slight bow-legged and always seemed to have been leaning against either the wall or a piece of furniture. Any comment of concern was waived off with the excuse that it was an injury from training, but Lisa wasn’t convinced. And now she knew why.   “I… I see,” the witch eventually replied once she was able to pick her jaw up from the floor. “And you do this… every time you visit?”   “Pretty much,” he said, giving a simple shrug. “I was concerned at first that she wouldn’t be able to keep up with me, but now I think she’s the only one who can.”   At his words, Lisa felt a twinge of annoyance and jealousy. It was one thing for Jean to have snatched up her Cutie behind her back, especially with how long she’d had her eyes set on the stud, but there was no way that she was going to have her sexual capabilities ranked lower than a woman who thought that a pleasant evening was spent going over supply chain reports from Springvale.   She was going to have to show this man just how wrong he was.   “Is that so?” she asked, forcing a pleasant smile, yet unable to hide the iciness in her tone nor the twitch in her eye. “Or maybe that’s because you haven’t been with a real woman?”   Aether cocked his head to the side, frowning. “What do you mean by that?”   “Oh, it’s not that I don’t think Jean is adequate. Our Grand Master is certainly capable of enduring almost anything.” Lisa knew this was a fact, as the two of them had more than once satisfied a common itch after the blonde had broken up with Diluc. “But that’s all she really is good at, isn’t it? She’s not as… experienced as other women. Nor is she as passionate.”   “And you’re saying you are?” His golden orbs narrowed, daring her to respond. She found his little provocation cute.   “Oh, I’m not saying anything, Cutie,” she smirked, slowly stepping towards him, making sure to add a seductive sway in her hips. “Why should I when I’d much rather show you?”   She expected him to turn into a sputtering mess at her offer; to drop his jaw in shock and his face become a deep shade of red in embarrassment as he turned into the adorable Cutie she loved to tease. But instead, she was surprised when all she got in response was a firm mask. However, while his face may not have betrayed any of his feelings, she noticed how his eyes seemed to glow with an intense fire in them that made her knees quiver.   He opened his mouth slowly…   “Prove it.”   That was all she needed to hear!   Making her way around the desk, exuding an aura of confidence, Lisa strode towards the man until she was standing right next to him, practically rubbing her large tits against his strong arm. It annoyed her slightly that, during their entire conversation, he had yet to pull out of the blonde knight’s cunt. She would have to show him for that.   The librarian pushed him down into the main chair she had found him in earlier. “Now then, Cutie, why don’t you pull out your little friend so we can-”   *pop*   Lisa’s words died in her throat and her jaw went slack as Aether finally released himself from Jean. Her abused pussy had been clamping down so hard on his rod, refusing to let him go, that it made an audible sound upon its exit. The witch’s eyes widened in shock as she took in the sight of the man’s monster cock, not able to fully comprehend the full size of it all.   “What’s wrong, Lisa?” Aether couldn’t maintain the façade any longer, as his face broke out into a cocky grin. “I thought an ‘experienced woman’ like you would be used to something like this?”   “Huh… but I… I mean… ah…” Aether chuckled at her flummoxed condition. It occurred to him that possibly, this whole time, she never actually got to see his dick, so she had no way of preparing herself. Oh well, it was her own fault for being so arrogant. Now the sexy teasing librarian was going to have to learn her own lesson…   “Well, if you’re not up to it, I could always wait for Jean. At least she knows what she’s doing.”   At his words, Lisa’s eyes turned away from his large cock and up at him, narrowing into a glare. Then, lowering her head, she slowly began to open her mouth wider, engulfing the head of his shaft into her wet orifice, nuzzling it and running her tongue over and around. She began to slobber around his shaft, sucking intensely and moaning around it, sending a pleasurable sensation through the man’s body. The lewd sounds that she was making as she bobbed her head back and forth whilst her other hand wrapped around as much of his girth as possible, caused him to groan wantonly, his fingers interlaced in her beautiful honey-brown locks. Good, she thought. That’ll teach him. With that, she stretched her jaw as wide as she could and forced more of his monstrous cock down her oesophagus.   But as the minutes passed, Lisa realised just how much of a challenge this was going to be. Despite her best efforts, she could only get half of him inside her before she began to gag and choke, spit covering her pretty lips. And it seemed that no matter how much she deepthroated him, he just wouldn’t cum! At this rate, she could feel him recover and take back control. And she couldn’t allow that. Oh no, she still had much more to prove how wrong he was. And luckily for her, she still had yet to play her trump cards…   Distracting him with an extra-strong suck, the librarian reached up to the hem of her dress and, with a strong tug downwards…   Boing! Boing!   At the sound, Aether turned his attention away from the pleasure momentarily and looked downwards. And the sight in front of him made him gape like an idiot.   While Jean’s bubble butt may have been the object of Aether’s fixations for a long time, there was no denying the truth of just how long he had been obsessed with Lisa’s huge boobs! Nearly everyone had fantasised about her heavenly chest, both men and women alike, drawing eyes wherever she walked, with people only dreaming about being able to give them at least one good squeeze, Aether included. If he had a mora for each time they were brought up I dunked conversation while he was working at the Angel’s Share, he wouldn’t have to worry about Paimon’s food budget for months.   And here they were, naked before him.   Cupping them in her hands, Lisa heaved them upwards. Each one of them was perfectly round and soft, but also firm enough to stand perkily upwards, capped with perfectly pink buds hardening in the warm air. Just from how she held them up and how her fingers sunk into the pliant flesh, Aether could tell that they were large enough that he couldn’t fit them in his hand.   Lisa saw the Honorary Knight’s dumbstruck expression and gave him a flirtatious giggle. She knew the effect that her bouncing boobies had on people. In fact, she took quite a lot of pride in having what many considered the largest breasts in the land, being known as the Tits of Teyvat (although, she had heard stories of a woman in Liyue who might beat her for that title). And now that her Cutie was enraptured by the sight of her bare boobflesh, she wasn’t about to give up her advantage.   “Oh, sweet Celestia~” Aether moaned as he felt the mature woman wrap her breasts around his cock, enveloping it in a velvety embrace. It felt as if he had died and gone to the afterlife, they felt that good! That feeling was only amplified as he felt her slowly begin to lift her breasts up and down his shaft, fingers lightly squeezing her beautifully stiff pink nipples as she struggled to cup her girls in her hands. But quickly she picked up speed as the combined lubricant of her sweat and Aether’s earlier sex juices meant that she could give him an increasing enthusiastic titfuck.   Lisa giggled as she heard the Traveller’s moans fill the room. ‘Hee, hee, he’s so cute!’ she thought to herself, as she felt the bottom of her boobs slap against his impressively-defined thighs, creating a wet clapping sound. But as much as she revelled in this shift in power, she couldn’t deny what was right in front of her.   ‘Oh Archon, his cock is so warm and hard, it’s like it just came out of the forge. And it’s so fucking big!’ The librarian marvelled at how, even with her impressive bust, she wasn’t able to contain all of it, as his bulbous head stuck out of the top like a beacon. ‘And the smell! It’s so strong and virile… I can feel my mind going numb. I just want to… to…’   “Mmpph~”   With a lewd expression, Lisa wrapped her lips around the crown of hs cock, trying to swallow as much of it as possible. Her tongue lapped around the veiny underside of his shaft as she hollowed out her cheeks, effectively vacuum sealing it inside her moist cavern. Oh Archon, it tasted better than it smelled! The more she suckled, the more she tried to force it down her oesophagus, she could only manage to get about half of it down before she began to choke, causing spittle to drip out of her pretty lips. That meant that whatever was still exposed was continued to be pleasured in the valley of her giant cleavage. In fact, with her additional spit, it only helped her increase the speed of her rubbing.   Lisa looked up as she saw the Traveller’s face contort in pleasure, giggling to herself, which only sent more pleasurable vibrations up his shaft and through his body, making him release a throaty moan. That, and the sound of the librarian’s funbags slapping noisily against his muscular thighs, filled the room, creating a reprise to the cacophony of lasciviousness heard earlier. She could feel him throb powerfully between her tits, but that only made her more eager to make him release, bobbing her head up and down while slurping and gagging noisily.   ‘His cock is so hot, it feels like he’s going to burn me. I can’t stop. His taste and scent are too overwhelming.’ She nibbled very gently around the base of his head, earning her a well-deserved groan of ‘Lisa~’ from the blonde. ‘But it’s okay. Despite my Cutie’s endurance, he won’t be able to last much longer. Then he’ll learn who’s really the best.’   But as time passed, no matter how much she sucked, squeezed, and licked or how much it seemed like he was close, Lisa couldn’t get Aether to cum. After what seemed like half an hour of the best tit job she had ever given in her life, the librarian was beginning to get annoyed and tired.   ‘Oh Celestia, why won’t he come!? There’s no way I can keep this up.’ She began to feel her jaw ache from being stretched to its maximum, therefore she realised she needed to take a break and rethink her approach. ‘Just like they taught at the Akademiya, if your first idea fails, rethink your hypothesis and try a-’ “MMmph?!?”   But as the witch had begun to slow down and pull away entirely, she was stopped as she felt two hands wrap around her head and shoved her face down into his crotch, forcing all of his thick meat down her oesophagus. Aether, having been enraptured in such carnal bliss, had felt her begin to slow down, but the primal side of him refused and took control. She didn’t notice as he stood from his seat and began to thrust his hips forwards powerfully, sending his cock down her throat again and again and again!   “MMmmghk! MMNMPH! MMMHHGK!!!”   Aether refused to hold back against the sexy witch, not enough to deliberately hurt her, but certainly enough that she felt helpless, all the while choking and moaning on his fat cock. Lisa knew that it was pointless to resist and so allowed her to be used as his personal pleasure toy, feeling his girth stretch out her swan-like neck. There was no doubt that it was causing a noticeable bulge to be visible along the pale flesh.   If someone were to enter, she wasn’t sure what would shock them more: the obscene display of eroticism before them and the sound of her chocked moans and spittle while his heavy balls clapped against her chin, or the look of enraptured bliss the normally-dignified woman was in. Because that was the truth. Aether wasn’t the only one lost in the sensation; Lisa was as well. All that teasing had been leading up to this, to him taking control for once. And by the Archons, he delivered! None of her other sexual partners, neither man or woman, had ever been this rough, this controlling, this dominating with her before. With the mix of smell, taste and sensation, the witch could feel her mind begin to fog over with each thrust as one hand grippe his muscular thigh for support while the other made its under her dress once again, fingers pumping in and out of her dripping pussy.   “Oh shit,” Aether groaned, feeling his balls churn powerfully. After an unknown amount of time spent facefucking the beauty, he had finally reached his limit. “Lisa, I’m cumming!” With just that warning, the blonde forced her face down into his pelvis one last time and held her there, releasing his thick load straight into her stomach.   Lisa’s eyes widened at feeling and then at the sensation as gallon after gallon of hot, thick spunk poured into her. The taste was unlike anything she had ever experienced before; it was hard to describe, but whatever it was made her body crave it. She tried swallowing as much as possible, but even she had her limits, as some spilled past her lips. Yet still she hung on.   After what seemed like minutes, Aether let go of her chocolate locks and slid out of her with an audible ‘pop!’ Lisa gasped for air, taking in as many lungfuls as possible as her heart raced in excitement, shivers of pleasure still running through her body. She didn’t notice as the Traveller collapsed back into his seat, also breathing heavily.   “Whooh. Damn, that was… good. I’m impressed. It took Jean… a couple months before she was able to get it all down her throat like that.” He looked outside the window and saw the beautiful orange light painted across Mondstadt’s sky. Had they really been going at it for that long? Shaking his head, he began to rise from his position. “Well, that was fun, but I think I should head back to my inn. I left her mora, but Paimon might question why I’m not back for dinner, so I really should-Wah!”   Before he could, Aether was tackled back into the chair as a body crashed into his, forcing him back down. He could feel something incredibly soft and meaty rub against his semi-flaccid cock, which was now hardening all over again. Looking up, he gulped as he stared into the glowing green eyes of the librarian.   “Oh no you don’t, Cutie,” the witch said, her voice much gravellier and more manic than before. “We’re not done yet. Not until you’ve used that-” she emphasised her point by grinding his rod between her two plump cheeks, making it throb, “and given me the same as her.”   Gawking, Aether could only stare at the woman’s change in demeanour. This was certainly a side of Lisa that he had never encountered before, but he couldn’t deny that the intense lust in her eyes was getting him excited. What’s more, the feeling of her pillowy-soft boobs pressing firmly against his naked torso was too good to stop. So if she wanted him to fuck her silly like Jean then, well, it wouldn’t be like him to turn down a commission.   “But first, I need to get a bit more… comfortable.”   The way she purred that word made Aether shiver, and his eyes widened as she reached backwards and, in a few swift movements, unclasped her dress and exposed her naked body to him, giving him the perfect view: her large marshmallowy breasts squishing against his pecs, down to her slim waist and flat stomach, smooth enough to want to trace his tongue down. Then his attention was drawn lower as she tugged her panties down her sexy thick thighs and beautiful fat ass, something he couldn’t resist sinking one of his hands into, feeling the pliant flesh pour out between his fingers. It didn’t have that balance of softness and firmness that made Jean’s bum so perfect, but it was slightly larger and fatter and he wanted to knead it like dough. With a flick of her leg, she kicked the soiled garments into some corner of the room, her long legs that just seemed to go on and on.   It was one thing to have the privilege of fucking the acting Grandmaster, but to have another one of the top beauties of Mondstadt grinding her wet, smooth pussy against his lower abs, causing delicious friction for the both of them, was an achievement that would make him the envy of every man in the country. There was no doubt about it that any mortal would beg to be in his position right now; he knew that and no doubt she knew that as well.   And he wasn’t about to give her the satisfaction of lauding that over him.   Aether gave her a cocky grin, almost as if he was challenging her. While most would expect him to make a clever quip, it wasn’t necessary as his message was as clear as day: go right ahead.   Eyes glowing with delight, Lisa licked her lips in anticipation as she reached behind her and grabbed a hold of his now-fully stiff cock (Oh Archon, how was he still this hard?!). Raising her hips up, she rubbed the flaring head against her wet folds, trying to find the perfect position. Part of her was still nervous, as she had never taken something of such girth inside of her before and she wasn’t sure what that would do to her. The poor acting Grand Master was still lying in a daze on the sacred desk. But she told herself, she had survived taking it down her throat. And if the experience was half as pleasurable as Jean, that slut, was making it out to be… it would be more than worth it.   “Oooooh~!~”   The librarian’s erotic coo filled the air as she slowly lowered her hips down, feeling her inner walls stretch just from the first few inches. She had tried biting down on her lip to stifle the sound, but it was no use. She could feel him flare up inside of her, as if his heartbeat was running through him into her and spreading her wide open. Just the thought of it made Lisa’s arousal grow more and more.   “Ahh! Ahhnh! MmMHM!!~”   Her moans continued to escape her as she worked her hips side to side, slowly forcing more and more of this beast cock inside of her tight pussy, stretching her more than she ever felt possible. She leaned forward in order to give herself a better position, causing her to smother the Traveller’s face with her milk jugs, not that he was complaining as he began to slurp all over them, his tongue tasting the soft flesh to his heart’s content. She gasped as she felt him suck and nibble on one of her nipples, releasing a breathy soft moan. She quickly realised what a mistake it was to adopt this position.   “Ooh, Cutie… you’re not making this - aah – fair.”   Aether looked up at her and, while he didn’t say anything, Lisa could tell from the look in his golden orbs that he was feeling very smug, no doubt enjoying this. Her thoughts were justified as he suddenly doubled the intensity of his sucking while his hand pushed down on her lower back, forcing more of himself into her wet cavern, causing the mature woman to throw her head back in pleasure.   “Ooooaahha!~”   ‘Oh Barbatos! This feels so good! How can he do this with just his mouth?! A-At this rate, I’ll cum before he’s fully inside me and – aha – that can’t happen. That won’t happen!’   Fighting against the ecstatic sensation coursing through her, Lisa’s fingers gripped onto his broad shoulders as firmly as they could as she gradually forced more and more of him inside her, feeling parts of her stretch like they had never done before. And with each second, she could feel herself struggle against losing it completely. But no, this was a contest and she was going to win!   ‘Almost… there. Almost. Fuck, it feels so good! It’s like he shoved his arm in there. How the hell was Jean able to take this the first time?! There’s no way that she could if I can’t. No matter, I’ll… I’ll…! Holy shit!’   Her internal monologue was interrupted as she felt his bulbous head touch against what she felt was her cervix. Looking down, her eyes widened as she realised that there were still a few inches left unsheathed. The librarian gulped as she realised that she may have been a little too overconfident for her first time with him. She quickly had to rethink her strategy. I she wasn’t careful, that cock could really mess her up and-   But while Lisa was brainstorming, she wasn’t the only one to notice her hesitation. Deciding he had given her enough time, Aether reluctantly pulled his head out of her cleavage and gave her a playful smile.   “Having trouble, ‘Cutie?’” he teased, intentionally using her pet name for him, making he flush. “Don’t worry, let me give you a hand.”   Before the sexy brunette could ask what he meant, she felt both of his hands grip tightly onto her wide hips like handlebars. It was only when she felt him shuffling beneath her did she realise what he was about to do.   “W-Wait, Aether, j-just give me a moment. There’s n-no need to rush. I can do this. Please, just wai-aaaiiieee~!~!!”   Her pleas quickly morphed into a squeal of pleasure as Aether slammed his hips up into hers while pushing her down, ramming all of his cock into her tight entrance. He gave a cry of ecstasy and effort as he felt all of him be enveloped into her hot folds, feeling her squeeze down hard on him. He wrapped his arms around her tightly, making sure she felt every part of it before slamming back up into her.   “Oh, Aether~!!~” Lisa threw her head back as she moaned loudly, her whole body shaking I euphoria as she came powerfully, the release that had been building up inside her this entire afternoon, her pussy gushing juices down his shaft and onto his thighs. She could barely keep herself up straight. Already she could feel her head growing faint. “Sooo fuull.”   “So, still feeling confident, Lisa?” Aether said. She was starting to get annoyed by his constant cockiness, but at the same time she was struggling to prove him wrong.   “Oh, this is… this is nothing,” she panted, trying her best to catch her breath. “There’s nothing… you can do that… I-I haven’t already done, little boy.”   Aether smiled, seeing through her obvious lie with ease. He found it adorable her attempts at acting coy now that she her mask of composure was starting to crack. But, since she insisted…   “Well then, if you’re so confident, then take it!”   Before she could even protest, Aether thrust his hips upwards again and again, making her bounce up and down his penis, slamming into her mercilessly. Her entire body shook with each slam, causing her tits to bounce wildly with each force. A rhythmic clapping sound filled the chamber along with their hedonistic cries; it was like music to his ears. And each time, the mature woman could feel herself climax in a never-ending cycle.   “Oh ffuck, I’m cumming againnnn!!!” The curvy witch could only gasp and cry as he pumped in and out of her. Aether had been waiting to hear her make these noises for a very long time; ever since he first went adventuring with her, her huffs of effort whenever they had to climb created fantasies in his mind, as if she was continuing to tease him even while they were exploring. And now he found that the real thing was a hundred times better than his imagination.   “You like that, don’t – mmh- you, you naughty slut?” he grunted, surprised at how he felt her clamp down harder in response to his dirty talk. To emphasise his point, he raised his hand and spanked her fat pale booty, making her cream on him once again.   “Aah, yes! You feel so – ahha – good!!” Reaching down, almost by instinct, Lisa grabbed hold of her bouncing melons, cupping and squeezing them, adding more to the pleasure signals coursing through her body as he hilted inside of her again and again. The erotic sight only seemed to excite the young man more as he bucked with much more power, his swollen testicles slapping upwards as she howled wordlessly, rolling her body into his. “MMpph! Yes, just like that! Keep going to… to…! AHH!~❤️”   As the two continued their rabid fuckfest, it was easy for Lisa to forget how long she spent riding him like a titillated cowgirl. She didn’t care as each orgasm made her forget about everything else; she just didn’t want the sensation to end. But it seems that Aether had other plans.   Grabbing firm hold of her waist, Aether hoisted her into the air as he stood up from his spot, now left with a heavy sweat stain on it, all the while continuing to bounce her up and down.   “Oooh, so strong~” she purred, feeling herself swoon like a schoolgirl. Even though she instinctively wrapped her legs and arms around his waist and neck tighter, he held her as if she weighed barely anything, admiring his well-developed triceps and biceps as his hands moved to cup under her meaty thighs for better leverage. To an outsider, the position may have looked a little ridiculous, considering that despite his muscular growth the blonde was still at least half a head shorter than her, but she didn’t care. “A girl could get used to this treatme-eent!!!”   Her words were cut off as Aether’s cock head slammed against a particularly sensitive spot inside her, feeling like a shock of electro ran through her entire nervous system, making her see stars. Aether wrecked her tight pussy with each bounce, mercilessly railing her again and again and again! Each time, her thick ass cheeks clapping against his muscular quadriceps, makig them jiggle and quake like the rest of her delectable body.   THWAP-THWAP-CLAP!!!   “Grr, fuck! You’re so tight, Lisa,” he growled, pushing her up against a wall and squishing her against two solid surfaces she couldn’t escape from. She wanted to tell him, explain to him that it wasn’t her, that it was his massive size that was stretching her dripping cunt further than any sexual partner before her had done. But she simply couldn’t; the only sounds she could produce were moans and animalistic squeals, completely lost in carnal bliss. Her mouth formed a silent ‘O’ as she felt him ram into her sensitive spot. A part of her was worried about how she was going to have to clean up the puddle forming beneath the pair, but that was a problem for another time.   The Traveler looked up at the blissed-out witch, enjoying the effect he was having on her. “So, now have – uuh! – you learnt your less-mmph!”   His smart rhetoric was quickly cut off. Now it was his turn to be surprised as, while he was in the middle of gloating, Lisa had used the opportunity to move her head down and force her tongue down his throat, drool dripping out of the corners of their mouths in a sloppy display of affection. But what really surprised him was the look of pure, unadulterated lust radiating out of the woman’s emerald orbs; he swore that he could see hearts in the pupils.   But even if he was ambushed, it was only for a moment, as Aether was quick to return the kiss with just as much passion. If anything, it only helped to incense him more, as he thrust into her so powerfully the portraits on the walls seemed to shake. But this wasn’t enough to stop either one of them as their sweaty forms intertwined.   “Mmmh! Mmmphm!! MMMPH!!~❤️~”   THWAPCLAPTHWAPCLAP!!!   Eventually, even Aether had his limits as he felt his balls churn powerfully and his cock throbbed painfully inside its confines. With his mouth so busy, he couldn’t voice a warning. The only signal Lisa got for what was to come was when he stopped thrusting, but even that wasn’t enough to prepare her for the sensation as a deluge of thick, heavy liquid warmth was sprayed inside her, filling her womb completely! Every nerve in her brain flared off as she came from the sensation, giving one more blissful, low moan.   After standing there for what felt like over two minutes as the Traveler finished pumping her full of his load, Aether finally carried her over to the desk and laid her next to the third person who they had conveniently forgotten about and had finally regained enough sense.   “So are you two finally done?” Jean asked, cocking an eyebrow at her fucked-out friend, who was heaving from the heavy ordeal.   “Just… need to… catch my breath…” she panted heavily; limbs too tired to move properly. “Then… I can… go… round two…”   That bold statement actually made the Dandelion Knight laugh, a welcome pleasant sound compared to the slapping of sweaty flesh that they had been hearing for the past few hours.   “Yeah, you’re going to need longer to recover than you think, especially if this is your first time with him. Trust me, I know.” She looked over her shoulder to her lover, who seemed to also be recovering his stamina.   “Archon, feels like… my organs… have shifted.” She crooned as she felt some of his thick batter leak out of her, willing her legs to close but was unable to as she lacked any feeling in them at all. “Heh, might get… pregnant. So much~”   “You and me both,” the blonde sighed, honestly surprised it hadn’t happened to her yet with how much of his spunk she had taken inside her pussy over the past months. “Maybe that will get him to stick around longer, wouldn’t it?”   Aether sheepishly chuckled at that, nervously scratching the back of his head.   “I’m not sure Paimon would be happy hearing I accidentally knocked you two up.” As soon as he those words left him, realisation dawned on him and he cursed as he saw that it was now completely dark outside. Fuck, he hated losing track of time when he was like this. “Or why I didn’t make it to dinner tonight.”   “Then worry about that tomorrow.”   He turned back to Jean, now confused as he saw her begin to push herself up, steadily regaining her strength. “Give me a minute to gather my things and for you to get dressed, then help make this one…” she gestured with her head at the other woman “more presentable.”   He was about to ask her where she was going with this, but he stopped as he saw her eyes become half-lidden, giving him the most suggestive look.   “It shouldn’t be too hard for you to carry her. Then we can make our way over to the Gunnhildr Estate without any trouble. My bedroom can certainly accommodate all three of us.”   Jean watched as it had immediate effect on the horny young man, as his eyes lit up and his cock began to harden and grow (seriously, how much stamina did that beast have!?) again. As she watched him launch out of the chair to get ready, a thought occurred to her that made her feel warm inside with excitement.   This night was far from over.     (a few days later)   *knock* *knock* *knock*   “It’s unlocked.”   Pushing the wooden door open, a tall man with a serious expression and long, wild scarlet hair tamed in a ponytail stepped in; his elegant black attire making him stand out compared to all of the lighter colours that made up the Grandmaster’s office.   “Oh, h-hey Diluc.”   “Aether, I heard that you were back in Mondstadt. How were your travels?” he asked, then stared at the man curiously, “And what are you doing here?”   “Yeah, I just came from having to sort some things out over in Inazuma, but I have to head over to Liyue soon. Something a-about what the Milileth had found. A-And it’s my friend Xinyun’s birthday coming up, so she’s hosting a big p-party for it. And how are you? E-Everything okay at Winery?”   Diluc nodded at his story, approaching the Traveller, although he did note how he seemed to deflect the question.   “Yes, everything’s fine. The harvest is going as scheduled so we’ve just started getting preparations in place for the next Weinlesefest. Overall, things have been relatively peaceful. Although there have been a few reports of some Abyssal activity popping up.” Reaching into his pocket, Diluc pulled out a piece of paper. “I came by to submit a notice, but there doesn’t seem to be anyone around. Odd.”   Aether, chuckled at the comment. “Yeah, it’s a b-bit strange. I think they might have a training session or some-mmph!” he was cut off as he suddenly seemed to flinch and tense up.   “Are you alright?” Diluc began to come closer, but the Traveler held up a reassuring hand.   “Y-yeah, I’m fine. Jean asked me to clear up a camp this morning. Seems a mitachurl got a good hit on me.”   Diluc eyed him suspiciously. “And is that why you’re sitting behind the Grandmaster’s desk?”   “Well, it is surprisingly comfortable. I-I just thought I’d wait until she g-gets back, he he,” Aether chuckled nervously, scratching the back of his head.   “Hmmm.” Aether could tell that Diluc didn’t seem to be completely buying his story, but eventually he shrugged, thinking nothing of it.   “Well, when you see her, give her this,” he said, handing the notice over before walking back to the door. “Also, stop by Dawn Winery before you leave. I have a couple of bottles that I want to give you for your next adventure.”   “Will do!” Aether waved as the Dark Knight exited the room. He sat still for almost a minute, waiting until he was sure the man was long gone from the Headquarters, before collapsing in his seat in relief.   “Pheew! That was too close,” he sighed. “Almost got caught. That would have been embarrassing.” He looked down underneath the desk. “Did you really have to nibble that hard while I was talking?”   With an audible *pop* Lisa pulled his rock-hard erection out of her mouth.   “Aww, but it was so fun seeing you make all those faces, Cutie. All scrunched up like that. I’m impressed you were able to keep your composure as much as you did, right Jean?”   Jean tried to respond in the affirmative, but her mouth was currently busy servicing his nutsack, trying to hollow out her cheeks to get more of it in, meaning only muffled sounds could escape.   “Well, you really brought me close to the edge with that.” His eyes suddenly had a dark, dangerous tint to them. “I’m going to have to punish you both for that.”   “Oh, are you, now?” she purred, as she moved to stand up out from under the table. “Well then, let’s not waste any time.”   “Finally,” Jean moaned as she reluctantly released her mouth from his balls. “My knees are getting sore from being under there for so long. Besides, we need to make the most of our time together while you’re still here.”   Aether sat back as he watched the two mature women slowly began to undress, eyes never leaving as Jean unbuckled her tights and yanked them down while Lisa slowly lifted up the hem of her dress. It wasn’t long before Jean found herself lying with her back on the smooth polished wood of the desk with her best friend lying on top of her, their two pairs of mammaries pancaking against one another, both of them bare and dripping with arousal.   “Hee hee. Jean, do you remember the last time we were in this position. You were making the sweetest little noises.”   “Yes, I remember. But now we have something much better than a toy between us. And if he knows what’s good for him, those noises won’t be as swee-aahh!!”   The Dandelion Knight gasped, cut off as she felt the Traveller ram into her wanting snatch. Before long, all three of them were moaning in pleasure as Aether fucked them in a beautiful sandwich of epicurean delight, tongues and hands flying all over the place to squeeze and taste every piece of delectable flesh.   But as the threesome were so enraptured with each other, they failed to notice that they were not as a lone as they thought as the door to their sanctuary opened eeever so slightly and a pale-yellow eye stared at them, shocked at such a blazon display.   “W-W-What?! How dare they act in such a manner and desecrate the sanctity of this building?!” The tall woman said, trying to ignore the feeling of her heart racing. “T-They must pay for such displays of degeneracy.”   Her eyes narrowed in on the man standing behind the acting Grandmaster and Librarian, who continued to thrust into them. No doubt about it, he was the instigator of all this. A hand moved to adjust part of her light-blue bangs to clear obstruction from her vision.   “Just you wait, Traveler,” Eula swore, “vengeance will be mine.”

Chapter 2 - Day 2

"Wha? Huh? Oh, yeah." Jess said as she started to wake up, remembering the day before. Just then Jess heard a knock at the door to the room she was staying in. "Come in." Cassy then opened the door far enough to squeeze her head in. "Why don''''t you come all the way in Cassy?" "I''''m naked." Jess'' face went bright red at the thought of Cassy''''s naked body. "Also I just wanted to know what you wanted for breakfast." "I think I''ll just have leftovers." Jess replied. "Okay." With that being said, Cassy pulled her head back and closed the door. As soon as the door shut, Jess threw off the sheets to reveal her naked, super model body. "Now, what to wear." She said as she jumped out of the bed and headed over to her suitcase. She picked out a black thong and bra, a white tank top and faded blue jeans that revealed the black thong. As soon as she was finished dressing she headed out of her room. As soon as she closed the door, the first thing that she saw was Cassy''''s bed room door open. Before she was even two feet from the door, she heard Cassy''''s soft voice call her in. When Jess got into Cassy''''s room, she saw Cassy getting dressed. Jess couldn''''t help but stare as Cassy pulled a small army green tee shirt over her pink bra and baggy jeans over a, almost invisible, light gray thong. Cassy noticed Jess staring. "Like what you see?"Cassy asked as she turned to face her human girlfriend. Jess just nodded with a smile. Cassy let out a small laugh as she walked over to Jess and kissed her lightly on the lips. "Now come on, breakfast is going to get cold." Jess said as the kiss came to a end. Just as Jess started walking out the bed room door, she felt Cassy''''s tail wrap around her waist and pull her back. "I love you." Cassy said as she placed a soft kiss on Jess'''' neck. "I love you two Cassy." Jess replied, her face turning a faint red color. Breakfast went by quietly. Jess had some of the pizza from last night and Cassy had a bowl of cereal and milk, but mainly milk. Just then Cassy received a call from one of the last neko''''s that she wanted to recieve a call from. She received a call from Jak, her brother. "What did you do now Jak?" Cassy asked. There was a small moment of silence. "Let me guess, you need a place to stay agian?" Cassy said over the phone. Agian there was a moment of silence. "I can be there in a hour, just stay there." Cassy said as she hung up the phone. "Who was that?" Jess asked as she put her plate in the dish washer. "It was Jak, he needs a place to stay agian." "Jak?" "Yeah, my brother. You saw him yesterday." "Oh. Him. Can I tag along?" Jess asked as she walked up behind Cassy and put her hands on her waist. "Sure, infact I was going to ask if you wanted to come." Jess and Cassy just smiled and kissed agian. Within a hour they pulled up to what looked like a abandoned building. Just then a figure wearing a dark brown trench coat that went down to his ankles, jeans that had a hole in both legs that revealed black fur, and, to top it off, this neko had a white tee shirt on and a old fashioned cowboy hat. "Is that him?" Jess asked as the figure approached the vehicle. "Yeah that is him." Cassy answered as the figure opened the door to the 2030 Linen. "Jak, you remeber Jessica?" Cassy asked the black neko that got in. "Yeah, I met you yesterday. Didn''''t I?" Jak asked as he took off his cowboy hat. "Yeah, I believe so." "Well, allow me to properly introduce myself. Hello, my name is Jak Wendell." "Hey Jak, my name is Jessica." "Nice to meet you Jessica." The drive home was in almost complete silence. "Same room as usual?" Jak asked as the Linen pulled up the drive way. "I''''ll answer that question later, I have to talk to Jessica first about something." Cassy said as the car came to a stop. "Okay, let me know what you decide." Jak said as he hopped out of the vehicle. Just then Cassy asked Jess a question that she couldn''''t believe. "Would you mind if we slept together?" "Uh,um, uh. N-n-no. I d-don''''t m-mind." "Okay then. Get your suitcase and put it in my room." Cassy said with a smile as she got out of the Linen. "What the hell just happened? I mean I just met Cassy yesterday and now we are going to be sleeping together," Jess told herself told herself as she got out of the passenger''''s seat,"and I have no problem with that." When Jess finally got into the house, she heard Cassy tell Jak were he was going to sleep. Jak then saw Jess walk in. Without a moments hesitation, Jak took Jess'''' shoulder and walked her over to a corner of the house. "You do know that Cassy is gay right? And that she has a special thing for humans?" "Jak," Jess said moving his hand off of her shoulder," I already knew that. I also have no problem with that." "What?! Are you gay?" "Yeah , to tell the truth, I am. Also I have a thing for nekos." "Okay, so I guess everything that I just said was a waiste of our time?" "Yeah." "So what do you guys want to do for lunch?" Cassy asked. "I''''m not really hungry."Jak replied "Me either." Jess replied. "Neither am I actually. Want to go see a movie then?" "What about Serenade 3?" "Didn''''t we already see that Jak?" Cassy asked. "Yeah, I think I already saw that one too." Jess said. "Good, because then you will pay more attention to each other instead of the movie." Jak said as he sat on the nearby couch. "that seems like a good idea. Doesn''''t it Jess?" Just then Jess felt the soft fur from Cassy''''s tail wrap around her waist. Jess just blushed, agian, and nodded her head in agreement. "Then it is decided," Jak said as he got up off of the couch, " I’ll go and find out the times for the movie. "I’ll go ahead and move my stuff over to your room." Cassy kissed Jess, and with a smile said, " I’ll help." Ten minutes later…. "Three forty alright?" Jak yelled down the hall. Cassy just looked at Jess. "I don’t care." "Yeah, that is a good time." Cassy answered. "That will give us a hour to get there." Jess said as she finished putting the last of her things into Cassy’s room. "Not enough time?" Cassy said as she came up behind Jess and wrapped her arms around Jess’ neck and her tail around her waist. "No, more than enough." Jess replied as she placed her hand on the neko’s arm. Cassy just smiled and started to plant kisses down Jessica’s neck. Jess let out a small gasp and let go of Cassy’s arm as she neared the nape of her neck. Cassy then pulled her arms back and then ran her hands down Jess’ back as she continued to kiss her neck. "No, not yet." Jess whispered softly as she placed her hand on the neko’s head. "Fine, if you want to wait, then I will too." Cassy replied as she placed one more kiss on Jessica’s neck. "Thank you Cassy." Jak was right about the movie, how Jess and Cassy would pay more attention to each other than the actual movie. Only thing is that they also pulled in the attention of the people around them, including Jak ( they got Jak’s because, even though he knew his sister was gay, he never saw her make out with a human female with his own eyes. ) One hour later…. "Man, you guys got everyone’s attention," Jak said as he walked in between the two lovers, " even mine." "So?" Cassy replied. "So? So nothing. Except that the guy that was sitting next to you Cassy thought that you two were the movie." Jak replied. Jess and Cassy let out a small laugh. The ride home was in complete silence, except for the radio that was reporting the movie that they should have seen. It was ten o’ clock before they got home, that was when they heard Jak’s stomach growling. "Hungry?" Jess asked jokingly as they got to the door. "Just a little." Jak replied with a smile and a laugh. "Well, we should have some leftover pizza from yesterday still." Cassy said as she opened the door. "Just as long as it doesn’t have mold on it, I’ll eat it." Jak said as he walked in. Cassy and Jess just laughed at his comment as they sat in the sofa. "Want any?" Jak asked as he stuck his head out of the kitchen. "I’ll have a piece." Cassy answered. "Me too." Jess followed. "Alright then." Jak said as he put four pieces into the microwave. Thirty seconds didn’t even go by before Jess and Cassy were making out on the sofa. Jak had to clear his throat three times before they realized he was there. "What?" Cassy asked leaning her head back to meet her brother’s gaze. "Can you eat first?" Jak said as he placed three plates on the make shift table in front of them. Ten minutes later…. "Ouch!." Jess said as she dropped her piece onto her plate, " That’s hot." "Hope so. Otherwise your microwave is broken." Jak replied with a laugh as he started his second piece. "Ha ha, very funny." Jess replied as she bit into the pizza. Cassy laughed at the small fight in between her lover and her brother. The rest of the dinner was in silence. "So what are we going to do tommorrow?" Jak asked as he gathered the dishes. "We’ll find out then." Cassy replied. "I’m going to go ahead and take my shower." Jess said as she left to the bathroom. "Goodnight Jessica." Jak said from inside the kitchen. After one hour in the shower, Jess didn’t know whether or not to wear pajamas or no. "I’ll just ask her." She said as she tied on a white bath robe and headed down to Cassy’s room. When she got into the room she saw Cassy sitting on the bed in a green bath robe. "What are you still doing up?" Jess asked Cassy as she closed the door to the room. "I wanted to ask you something." "What?" "Is it okay if I sleep the way that I usually do?" "Which is?" Jess asked, trying to not make it sound obvious that she knew. "Nude." "I have no problem with that, if you’ll let me sleep that same way." Cassy let out a small laugh. "I have no problem with that." She replied as she dropped the green robe and revealed her white fur and two soft pink nipples on her breast. Jess gazed at Cassy’s naked body while she undone her robe. Cassy just gazed at the figure in front of her and almost started to drool. When they both snapped back into reality they found themselves in bed with each other. Cassy shot a glance at her clock and saw that one minute had passed. "Good night Cassy." Jess said as she looked into her eyes. They kissed. "Good night Jess." Cassy said when their lips parted. Cassy then turned onto her opposite side, away from Jess. Jess did the same. About a minute later Jess felt two arms wrap around her stomach and a tail wrap around her waist. "I love you Cassy." Jess said as she laid her arm over Cassy’s. "I love you too Jess." Cassy said as she pulled herself closer to her lover and placed a kiss on the back of her neck. Jess let out a small gasp as she felt Cassy’s chest press agianst her back and her grip tighten around her waist and stomach. Jess let out a small sigh and then closed her eyes for the rest of the night.

Chapter 1 - Day 1

Ring! Ring! A woman with a light tan and dark brown hair started to punch the alarm clock. "I hate Mondays." She said as she pulled herself out of bed and revealed a naked model body. "Now," she said as she headed over to her dresser," what to wear." She chose a white tank top that had a black flame design around the edges of it, faded blue jeans, no socks and no shoes. This was her usual choice for a day off. Unfortunately she got a call, to come to work. She didn’t hear it though because she was in the shower. "Who would be calling this early? They’ll leave a message if it is anything important." She thought as she massaged the shampoo into her dark brown hair. When she got out of the shower, three hours later, she checked the answering machine, no message. She then looked at the caller ID and saw it was from LAPD, were she worked. "What the hell?! I am supposed to have the day off!" She yelled as she ran to her room and grabbed her light blue police uniform and threw it on. She then ran outside and hopped into her 2030 white Firebird with yellow trimmed wheels ( She managed to buy this after only one paycheck ). It took her a little over a hour to get to work. "The chief is going to be so pissed at me." She said as she entered into the LAPD parking lot. "JESSICA! GET IN HERE NOW!" The chief yelled as the tan girl walked into the department. "Yes sir." She replied. "Sit down, I have something I need to tell you." The chief said as Jessica entered the office. "You are aware that we got the results back for the position?" The chief asked looking out the window. Jessica shook her head ‘no’. "Well, I wanted to tell you this over the phone, but you got the job." Jessica’s eyes lit up at the news. "Jessica, I am proud to say that, as of now, you are a body guard." The chief said, breaking his gaze from the window and looking at Jessica’s light blue eyes. "Thank you sir," Jessica replied, "is that all you wanted me for?" "No, there’s more. We just got a call from a person, a neko female, that was threatened, with a gun. We need you to, well, guard her." The chief explained as he took a seat on his desk. "You want me to protect a neko?" Jessica asked. "Yes, is there a problem?" The chief asked, not breaking his gaze. "No, no sir." Jessica lied through her teeth. "So you have no problem with this?" The chief asked once again. "N-n-no." She lied, again. "Then get out there." The chief said as he ushered her out of his office. When Jessica made it out of the door she took two deep breaths. One was for the promotion that she has been wanting for years. The other deep breath that she took was for the fact that she always had a thing for cats, and she’d be living with her. Also did I mention that she was gay? "So I am going to be meeting a Cassandra Wendell at Jewl Intersection." She told herself as she folded up a piece of paper that had the time on it that she needs to meet Cassandra. Three minutes later, the place wasn’t that far, Jessica pulled up to a restaurant called Arabic Magic. As Jessica went in a neko caught her eye. The neko was all white with green eyes and a body like hers, she had on a black and red Arabian dance outfit that just covered her chest and crotch area. What she didn’t know was that she also caught the neko’s eye. "Ma’am? Ma’am? Can I help you?" A young orange neko waitress asked. "Huh? Oh, yes. I am looking for a Cassandra Wendell. I was told I could meet her here." Jessica explained. The waitress just let out a laugh and turned around to face the all white neko that had the dancer’s outfit on. "Hey Cassy! Someone’s here to see you." The waitress said. If Jessica wasn’t tan, you’d have seen her face turn red as the white neko stopped her dance and started to approached her. Just then the thought of living with this neko passed though Jessica’s mind, she almost started drooling. "Hello. Are you Cassandra Wendell?" Jessica asked. "Just call me Cassy. Can I help you?" She replied. "Did you report a gun threat to LAPD?" Jessica asked. Cassy nodded yes. "Okay then, my name is Jessica Green. I am your body guard." The skin underneath Cassy’s fur turned a faint red at the thought of living with Jessica passed through her head. "Okay, can you wait here for five minutes? I need to go change." Cassy asked. "Alright, no problem." Jessica replied as she sat down in a nearby chair. Five minutes later Cassy reappeared, only this time she was wearing a partial see through shirt, a black bra, faded baggy jeans that revealed a black and white thong. Each step Cassy took, the redder Jessica’s face got. "So were do we go?" Cassy asked. "Depends," Jessica said as she stood up, " do you want to live with me? Or do you want me to live with you?" " Can you live with me?" Cassy asked with a smile. "Can we go by my house and pick up my things?" Jessica replied as she got up off of the chair. "Sure." Cassy answered. "Okay then. I parked out front." Jessica said as she held the door open for Cassy. As Cassy walked out the door, her tail brushed up against Jessica’s leg. That one moment took all the breath in Jessica’s chest away. It was a quiet ride to Jessica’s house, mainly because Cassy was asleep in the back seat. When they got there Jessica had to keep herself from letting Cassy sleep, no matter how peaceful she looked. Just as Jessica touched Cassy’s soft white fur, she sturred awake. "Are we there yet?" The sleepy neko yawned. "Yes, that’s why I woke you." Jessica replied softly looking at the still drowsy neko. "Can I stay in here?" Cassy asked, still half asleep. "Sorry, but no." Jessica answered as she opened up the door to the back seat so Cassy could get out. "This is my house." Jessica said as she shown Cassy a light brown log cabin . "Nice house." Cassy said as she stepped in though the door way. "Thanks, I inherited it from my grand father. It was a big mess when I got it." Jessica said she started to strip herself in her bedroom. "Wow, he must have been rich to afford a place like this." Cassy said as she sat on a nearby recliner. "Actually he won it in a bet." Jessica explained as she finished packing her suitcases "Really?" Cassy said as she switched from a sitting position to a reclining position. "Yes, really." Jessica replied as she put on a tight light blue t-shirt, a leather jacket, tight blue jeans that have a hole in the left leg, white socks and black shoes with a white lighting bolt going down the left side. Cassy was fast asleep on the recliner by the time Jessica was finished packing her suitcases. This time Jessica did not dare wake the peaceful looking neko, instead she took off her jacket and covered the sleeping neko. Jessica then went into the kitchen to prepare a lunch for them both. About ten minutes after Jessica started cooking, Cassy appeared in the doorway wearing the leather jacket that Jessica had covered her with. "Hm, what smells good?" Cassy asked as she walked into the kitchen. "Lunch." Jessica answered. "What is it?" Cassy replied. "Chicken." Jessica answered. "Oh, my favorite." Cassy replied, her tail, again, rubbing up against Jessica’s leg, " let me know when it is done." "Okay, I will let you know." Jessica replied as Cassy walked out the door. "I wonder if she likes me." Jessica thought as she rubbed the same leg that Cassy’s tail rubbed not long ago. Meanwhile in the living room…. "I wonder if she likes me." Cassy said as she touched the sleeve of the leather jacket and sat down in the light brown recliner. During their lunch they decided to get to know each other. Cassy was abandoned at the hospital she was born at , then adopted by a human family that lost their natural child in birth ( it was a girl ), thought she was a human until she was four years old and she always wanted to be a scientist. Jessica was born at the same hospital as Cassy and that she wanted to be a singer. After lunch they went back into the 2030 Firebird, this time heading to Cassy’s house. The only thing really different about this time was that Cassy was in the front passenger seat instead of the back were she was before. An hour after they left Jessica’s house they came across a baby blue, one story house that had a porch that went all the way around the left side of the house. "This is your place?" Jessica asked as she got out of the driver’s seat. "Yeah, this is it." Cassy said as she walked up to the front door and started to feel her pockets. "Oh, no. Were are they?!" She screamed as she tore into her pockets. "Looking for these?" Jessica said, as she walked up to Cassy with a pair of keys in her hand. "Must have fallen out of my pocket when I was asleep." Cassy said with a little laugh. "Here." Jessica said as she held the keys out in a open palm. For a second it looked like Jessica and Cassy were holding hands. When they got inside there was another neko there. A male neko. "Great, she’s straight." Jessica thought. "JAK! What are you doing here?" Cassy yelled to the black neko. "Can’t a guy come over and hang out with his sister’s house?" "Depends, what for?" "Well-" Jak started. "No, get out." She immediately said to her brother. He was about half way out the door before she asked for her extra key back. "What was that all about?" Jessica asked as Jak closed the door behind him. "That neko, he is, what you’d call, the ‘black sheep’ of the family. He has a big problem with drinking and a even bigger problem of gambling. He actually lost his house because there was no possible was he could pay the person back the money he owed, so I let him stay here from time to time with me." Cassy stated. "Seems pretty straight forward. Were should I put this?" Jessica asked setting down her suitcases on a nearby couch. "There is a empty room down the hall to your left, by the way, is there anything you want to eat?" Cassy asked as she went into the kitchen. "What do you have?" Jessica asked as she started to unpack her belongings into her new room. "Take out." Cassy replied as she opened the door to the refrigerator. "What kind?" Jessica asked, leaving her room and exploring her new home. "Whew, old apparently." Cassy replied as she opened the nearest take out box. "Wanna order out then?" Jessica asked standing in the kitchen doorway looking at Cassy. "Anything in mind?" Cassy asked as she picked up her phone. "Just as long as it isn’t raw." Jessica replied with a smile. "Very funny. Does a large pizza sound good?" Cassy replied as she dialed the number for Papa John’s. "Sure, sounds good to me." Jessica replied not breaking her gaze. "What? Is there something on me?" Cassy asked as she wiped her face with a nearby towel. "Hm? OH, uh, no. I was just thinking about something." "Well could you please stop? You’re freaking me out." "Oh, sorry." Jessica said dropping her gaze to the floor, but not off of Cassy. Cassy placed the order for the pizza. "So what time will it be here?" Jessica asked, bringing her gaze back up to Cassy’s green neko eyes. "Under thirty minutes or less or the next one is free." Cassy said returning the gaze as she hung up the phone. Jessica let out a small laugh. "So, what are we going to do for thirty minutes? Or less?" Jessica asked. As soon as the words left her mouth, only one image came into both of their minds. They both thought of being on the sofa, making out. Cassy’s skin and Jessica’s face turned red at this image. They both then thought it wouldn’t hurt to ask if the other person was gay or not. The worst answer they could give was no. Just then Jessica blurted out the question. Cassy stood there in shock, Jessica’s face was beat red. "I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have asked." Jessica said as she quickly dove into the living room. Cassy stood there, still in shock, and touched the jacket again. "She does." She quietly said as she sat the jacket down and went into the living room to find the blue eyed woman crying. "What’s wrong?" Cassy asked Jessica. "I just told you I am gay." Jessica told the neko that was leaning over her shoulder. "So?" Cassy asked as she jumped over the sofa and sat down right beside Jessica. "So? So I could lose my job now." The human explained. "How could being gay make you lose your job?" Cassy asked as she scooted closer to Jessica. "They don’t like to have gay people on the police force." Jessica explained. "I know how you feel, it’s the same way at my job too." Cassy stated getting closer to Jessica. "You mean that you-" Jessica couldn’t finish the question because she already got the answer. Cassy’s answer was not with words, but a kiss on the lips. This kiss that they shared seemed to last only ten seconds. In truth it lasted three minutes. In fact the only reason it stopped was because somebody rang the doorbell and Cassy broke away to answer it. "To answer your question, yes, I am gay." Cassy said as she got up to go answer the door. "Uh that’ll be, like, five fifty." The pizza guy said as Cassy opened up the door. "Here, keep the change." Cassy replied as she took the pizza and handed him six dollars. Cassy then closed the door and walked over to were Jessica was sitting and put the pizza on a make-shift table. As they ate the pizza they talked more about each other, nothing real significant so I won’t say what they were talking about. When they finished the pizza they went to bed, separate beds mind you. Two hours later…… Cassy, coming out of her shower wearing nothing but a black towel, bumped into Jessica. "Oh, sorry." Cassy said. "No problem." Jessica replied. "Well, good night then Jessica." Cassy replied as she turned away. "Call me Jess." Jessica said. "Okay then. Good night, Jess." She replied in a soothing voice, her tail raising up the bottom of her towel. Jessica turned red at the site of Cassy’s revealed soft white neko fur. Thirty minutes later, after Jessica’s two hour shower. Jessica was getting into bed, she set her alarm clock, then she closed her eyes, then she did something nobody thought she ever would, she praised the day, she praised the day she hated, she praised Monday.

Chapter 1 - The preoerations and dinner

Ladybug Feast  It was a Monday morning Adrien woke up and went to school but at school he didn’t see marionette come to class Adrien:Where’s Marionette she should be in class?( After school) Gabriel:Adrien Marionette is here to see you Marionette enters Adrien’s room Adrien:Oh hey marionette why didn’t you show up to class Marionette:Well I have something to ask you  Adrien:what? Marionette:would you eat me for dinner tonight Adrien:wait eat you Marionette:yeah  Adrien:okay why Marionette: well my parents decided I should be your dinner because I sign a contrect with made me a meat girl so your going to eat Adrien:okay let me do a test taste to see how good you taste your left foot please Marionette:okay(puts her left foot on Adrien’s lap) Adrien takes off her shoe and begins to lick her soles and suck on her toes Adrien:Marionette you taste great,yes I will eat you for dinner tonight Marionette:okay do I go to the kitchen  Adrien:yes go to the kitchen for preparations and to be cooked Marionette:okay how do you like me to be posed when they serve me  Adrien:Like a turkey with a carrot in your pussy and an apple in your mouth Marionette:okay then well off to the kitchen (leaves the room and heads for the kitchen) Adrien:ok marionette get undressed Marionette gets undressed until she wore nothing then Adrien grabs her nipple Adrien:I am going to suck on your nipples for a little bit Adrien sucking on marionette’s nipple Adrien:mmmh breast milk marionette I am going to milk you like a cow for your breast milk  Adrien starts to milk marionette and her breast milk goes inside the bottle then writes on the bottle (Marionette breast milk) Then Adrien puts marionette on the counter and starts to oil her then he sets the oven for 450% then he places marionette on a riasting pan then he gets a carrot and an apple and places the carrot in her pussy and the apple and her mouth  Adrien:see you for dinner my marionette turkey 3 hours past and he sets up the table and a serving platter with lattes on he check on marionette who was turning golden brown he baster again like he did preciously  Later that even Marionette was done cooking Adrien:Marionette you smell really good and delicious, he then places her on the serving platter as marionette was posed like a turkey  Adrien:what partbof her should I start with oh I know the leg he cuts off her left leg with her foot attached to it and started to eat he started with her foot biting the big toe off Adrien:mmh so delicius taste like turkey Marionette has the best tasty foot in the world, then he bitten off the rest of the foot and ate the rest if the flesh on top of her foot  then ate the soles then he bitten into the meaty calve and loved how the flesh melted in his mouth and chewed on the meat Adrien:so delicious I knew marionette would make the greatest dinner ever, he continue to eat her leg then he did the same thing to her right leg and foot then he cuts her thigh and eats it like ham adrien:marionette has the best thigh ham, he continues to eat her then he eats her breasts at first he cuts off her left breast and pretended to suck breast milk from her cook left breast once he gets done eating her the only thing that is left of her is her head Adrien: oh her head would make a nice trophy, so he mounts her head on the trophy board and places it on the wall in his bedroom Adrien:Marionette you were the best dinner ever, maybe chloe could be the thanksgiving turkey hmm I  could ask her yeah I would ask chloe to be my thanks giving turkey she would mind right. The End

Chapter 4 - Melissa Shield (Part 1)

The past number of years had not been kind to David Shield.   As a young adult, his passion and drive for creating the best support items had made him a trailblazer in the highly competitive field, quickly elevating him to greater and grander heights. And with his partnership with All Might, David Shield was soon considered one of the very best in the industry, with his research winning him prestige after prestige. But it was at one of the award shows celebrating his work that he found his greatest discovery, the jewel of his life: Clara. Within only a few years of dating, the two were wed and, shortly after, welcomed the arrival of their beautiful daughter.   But while that may have been the happiest years of his life, they didn’t last long. Clara, only a couple years after childbirth, was taken by illness, leaving David a widower and the responsibility of raising their only child. But he was able to cope with the stress and heartbreak, finding happiness in his family, friends, and work. After a decade, he relocated to the artificial wonder, I-Island.   When he heard news that Toshinori’s quirk was failing him, David panicked. The world needed All Might, he needed All Might. Therefore, he got to work building his greatest invention, one that would surely help his oldest friend. But when the Board of Directors decided to confiscate it under audit, citing the danger it posed, David couldn’t let that happen. Not when Toshinori needed him most. There, David decided to do something he thought he never would: he delved into the world of villainy. Through many shady contact and anonymous messages, utilising every single bit of knowledge about the underground he had gained from working closely with heroes, he finally found a quality mercenary group, one who would be able to get the job done. These villains would be David’s tool.   But a month before the operation was to begin during the I-Expo, the mercenaries called him to announce they were rescinding their work contract, saying they had found a new offer and ‘always worked only for the highest bidder.’ Fine, David could adjust. The plan was already solidly designed, relying mostly on taking control of the I-Island Security System. He just needed a scapegoat to be the mask for the operation. Working quickly, he found a new group, who were less expensive, but also seemed less reliable. He would have come up with a different plan, but he was out of time and out of options.   But while he had planned for every little detail, David did not account for a group of young U.A. students escaping and, actually, fighting back against the team he hired. Facing this unexpected factor, the cowards decided to cut their losses and flee, escaping before they could retrieve the device. While appearing relieved, David went to bed cursing that night. Yes, his plot hadn’t been discovered, but it didn’t matter. The Board swiftly gathered what the mercenaries’ goal was and moved his research to a classified location. He couldn’t get the device. He had failed Toshinori.   But as if it couldn’t get any worse, his fears were later confirmed when, two years later, Toshinori Yagi was confirmed dead in a duel with the supervillain All for One. He still remembered that day, watching anxiously as the two fought in a ruined city, only to disappear in that viscous sludge the villain created, Toshinori holding on to his ankle with an iron grip. The next day, their remains were found in the debris of a massive storage institution that had been destroyed in an explosion, located far out in the mountains. David had caught the very next flight to Japan and had sat front row during the memorial service.   Over the next few years, he buried himself in his research, distracting himself from the outside world and all of his misfortune. Life became more difficult as the Board began to limit his funding, seeing his work as hazardous. Any ideas he sent under review was subject to intense scrutiny, making any breakthrough experiments and analysis impossible. His only salvation came in the form of an anonymous benefactor called Janus, a person who was willing to provide the necessary funding and resources to him covertly in exchange for developing and improving a number of support items privately. Although they never met face to face, their client-provider relationship proved steady.   However, three years following the death of All Might, David along with the rest of the world watched in horror as the League of Villains took over Japan. The bastion of the Hero World had been toppled. But David Shield refused to let this stand. He would not let the memory of his friend be tarnished by such evil. He got into contact with as many heroes in Japan as possible and began co-ordinating with Resistance groups all around the country, working hard behind the scenes to supply them with all the equipment they needed, free of charge. He finally found purpose again.   But a new complication suddenly emerged, one that threatened to ruin everything. His latest project, the one that may very well turn the tides of the war, had been discovered and confiscated. And with Janus having suddenly withdrawn their funding and not answering any messages, he didn’t have the necessary funds to create another one. He had to get it back, by any means necessary.   And that is where he found himself now. Standing silently in the elevator with the criminal he intended to hire all those years ago, having just recommitted the exact same plan as he did in the past, tweaked around the new security measures put in place and any external factors. He just prayed that no one had gotten hurt on account of him.   “I hope your men know what they’re doing, Wolfram.”   “Don’t worry about them, Mr Shield. My people know how to get the job done right. We are, after all, professionals." The larger man chuckled, unnerving him. He wished that his assistant Samuel was with them, but he had to stay behind in the control room to ensure Wolfram’s team could properly operate the new security system.   The two rode in silence, before a ping from the elevator let them know they had arrived to the right floor. The professor quickly made his way over to the panel on the wall and, with a click, one of the security doors on the wall opened up, exposing a sleek, fortified metal case. Opening it up and inspecting the device, he sighed in relief.   “Good, it’s all here. Now we just need to get out of-”   *BANG*   David Shield was immediately cut off as he felt something rush by his head, nearly grazing him. Looking over his, he saw the small circular indent on one of the walls.   “Sorry professor, but I’m going to have to take that shiny machine of yours,” smirked Wolfram, pointing his smoking gun at the poor man.   “What-What are you doing, Wolfram?!”   “My job,” the villain replied, nonchalantly shrugging his shoulders as if that explained everything.   Now David was feeling scared. “This… This isn’t what I’m paying you for! This isn’t why I hired you!”   “Oh, but here’s the thing, you didn’t hire us. We don’t actually work for you.” Wolfram saw the other man’s face contort in confusion. “I told you once, Shield, I always work for the highest bidder.”   As the scientist tried to sputter out any response at all, Wolfram pulled out a device and tapped it a few times. “Hey, letting you know the package is effectively in our possession.” His eyebrow raised in mild surprise at what he heard on the other end. “Oh, you want to come here? Okay then. We’re on the floor just below the roof access.” And with that, he hung up.   But just as David was about to demand who he was speaking to, his eyes were suddenly drawn to his periphery, as a small bit of black-purple fog seemed to suddenly materialise in the centre of the room, growing larger and larger, until four figures stepped through.   The two on the edges were less people and more abominations, with dark blue skin bulging with powerful muscles, lipless visages, and, most abhorrent, brains exposed. David had seen enough photos and heard enough stories to recognise these creatures instantly. Nomu.   The one of the two in the middle, yet slightly to the left, was much more human, wearing a long black cloak with a uniform underneath, and was adorned with purple skin grafts along his hands, neck, and lower jaw. On top of it all was a mop of spiky white hair.   But it was the figure in the front who filled him with the most dread. Dressed in his signature suit, hands in his pockets, with a casual smile adorning his face. David had spent a long time hating this man, as he blamed him just as much as his teacher for Toshinori’s death. All for One may have killed All Might, but this man killed his legacy!   “David Shield,” Izuku Midoriya began, placing one hand over his chest and dipping into a bow, the air of formality around him. “A pleasure to finally make your acquaintance.” Dabi merely raised a hand in greeting.   David could hear his own heartbeat, fear gripping his heart as he was surrounded by monsters. “Why… Why are you-?”   “Here? Don’t play dumb, professor,” Izuku reprimanded, cutting him off. “We both know why. We know you were the one providing the ex-heroes of Japan with their little toys and have been a thorn in our side for too long. It was bad enough that you decided to interfere where you didn’t belong, but then you had to go and tarnish our business relationship. I figured that that deserved a personal visit.”   Now David was even more confused. “W-What relationship? We’ve never even met before.”   “Face to face, yes, but we’ve been associated for a long while now. You may just know me under a… different name.”   The scientist said nothing, trying his best to piece together the clues he’d been given. A different name? Then it clicked, and the solution he came to only made the acid in his stomach that more potent.   “No… You’re J-Janus?”   Izuku smiled. “In the flesh. Your work has been a major benefit. We may not have gotten this far without it. A pity you had to go and ruin it all.” Clasping his hands together, he gave his most wholesome-yet-sarcastic smile. “On behalf of the HRD and League of Villains, I must thank you for all the work you have done in helping us over the years.”   “Papa?”   Instantly, the attention of everyone in the room was drawn to the new voice. Izuku’s eyes lit up by what he saw. Appearing at a side door, a young woman was held firmly in the clutches of two goons.  She was certainly beautiful enough, giving off a researcher-aesthetic, with long silky blonde hair tied in a ponytail and large circular glasses framing her cute face. She wore a white lab coat that overlay a red sweater vest and white pants. But even from a distance, Izuku could tell she had an incredibly lust-enticing body, as her large round tits stretched the material of her vest to its maximum, helping to emphasise her narrow waist. Her tight white jeans clung tightly to her lower half, outlining her wide hips and shapely butt, which he wouldn’t mind sinking his fingers in. Oh, he knew exactly who she was: Professor Shield’s daughter, Melissa.   “Papa, is it true? Were you really… helping villains?” Her eyes were wide as disbelief and betrayal clashed against each other.   Izuku gave her a welcoming smile, while dipping into a shallower bow. “Miss Shield, so glad you could join us.”   “We found her sneaking around near the control room, Boss,” one of Wolfram’s men explained. “Turns out there was a secret emergency elevator the professor didn’t tell us about. We thought it would be best to bring her to you.”   “Yes, as I was saying, your father has been a big help to all of us. He even organised the ‘entertainment’ for this little event with Wolfram over here,” Deku explained, relishing the situation.   David looked towards his daughter, aghast. “Melissa, please! Don’t listen to them!”   “You said that those items were to help heroes! That we’d be working to stop villains! But all this time…” The pain was clear in her voice. “Our work-! My ideas-!”   Deku’s eyes lit up with emerald fire as he listened, piecing something together. “So, father and daughter were working together against me, eh? Isn’t that just sweet?” The whole room shivered at the venom and malice dripping from his every word. “Well, as much as I’d love to stay and talk history longer, I’m afraid we need to head home soon, so I’ll finish our business here quickly.”   David turned back towards the villain leader, sweat rolling down his brow. With the two Nomu here, he could only imagine the worst.   “Please, don’t kill me.”   The younger man didn’t say anything, before breaking out in a laugh. “Kill you? Ha! Oh no, Shield, I won’t kill you. As much as your actions have given me conniptions, killing you would be a waste of a man of your… intellect.” There was a pause, before his eyes took on a fiendish glint. “I’m just going to take your favourite creation.”   David swallowed nervously, analysing the corner he had been backed into. Everywhere he looked, there was no possibility he could come out of this unscathed. The panic button was on the other side of the room. He couldn’t call anyone on his phone. An outright fistfight would be impossible against five supervillains. But worse, any attempt to fight may put Melissa in danger. And he refused to let that happen.   With a resigned sigh, he lifted the case. “Here, take it.” Then, in one last act of defiance, threw it with all of his strength at the villain’s head!   Izuku, however, didn’t react to the outburst. He didn’t move a hair as the heavy metal was launched straight at his face, nor when a large purple hand snatched it mere inches in front of him. “Well, if you’re just going to give this to me, I won’t decline,” he said, taking it out of the kindly-offering hand of the Nomu. “But this isn’t what I was talking about.”   Then, with a sideways glance to the men at the door, he raised his hand and snapped his fingers. The mercenaries, understanding the gesture, marched towards him, dragging the struggling woman with.   “No!”   David began to run forward, to put himself between the villain and his daughter, but was stopped as a torrent of scorching blue flame rushed in front of him.   “Careful. You science-types should know not to play with fire,” Dabi openly mocked, his raised hand slightly flickering.   Izuku, meanwhile, was inspecting the girl in front of him, cupping her chin gently between his thumb and forefinger, turning her head towards his and running his eyes across her voluptuous figure. “I must say, Mr Shield, your daughter is quite the stunner. You did a very good job raising her. She has beautiful eyes.”   Dabi snorted, knowing his boss wasn’t looking at her eyes.   “Papa…” Melissa looked to her father, terror filling her eyes. The two men had let go of her and had made their way over to Wolfram’s side, fear rooting her in place.   “Please, don’t do this.” David was practically begging, trying to appeal to Deku’s sense of pity or mercy, whichever worked.   But if Deku had any for the man, he didn’t show it, instead pressing his finger up to an earpiece. “Kurogiri, open up another portal to H-5. I have a guest accompanying me.” No sooner did he cut the connection than a new, smaller portal open next to them.   Dabi gave an exasperated sigh. “Seriously? Another one? I’m starting to think you may have a problem.”   “Oh, please, Toya, like you’re one to talk.” Izuku briefly turned towards the taller villain and scowled. “Tell me, how much of your paycheck do you spend on that one girl at Uwabami’s, what’s her name, Sirius?”   Toya rolled his eyes but shrugged, conceding the point.   “Now, I believe our business is done here.” Then, with little grace, Izuku turned Melissa around and forced her through the new portal, the blonde woman disappearing from sight instantly.   “Aren’t you forgetting something?” piped up Wolfram, feeling neglected. Izuku rolled his eyes. He guessed he was raising his eyebrow, but it was hard to tell, what with that mask of his.   “Don’t worry, Wolfram. Your money should be wired into your accounts any moment now.”   At that very moment, a series of pings went off in Wolfram’s pocket. Pulling out his phone, he inspected the screen. “Right, we’re done here,” he said to his two men, satisfied.  “Gather the rest of them, we leave in 15.” He marched towards the elevator and pressed a button. Before the doors closed, he looked back towards his verdant-haired client. “Always a pleasure doing business.” With a hiss, they were gone   “I’m heading out, too,” remarked Toya, twisting around and marching through the larger portal, the two Nomu following. “Don’t even know why I had to come…”   Izuku was about to make his own exit when…   “Please. Don’t. Just-Just give her back. I-I won’t betray you or plot against you ever again! I promise!”   Izuku turned back towards the elderly scientist, down on his knees, eyes pleading for any sort of compassion. Tears already began to roll down his face. The villain couldn’t help but feel a little bad.   Izuku gave the man a gentle, mocking smile. “I know you won’t.” And with that, he stepped through the portal, causing both openings to disappear into the air, leaving David Shield all alone.   ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- AN: I decided to split this chapter into two. This one is primarily just narrative and set-up that I realised went on for longer than anticipated, but I still wanted to keep it, so anyone who just wants to read the smut can find it easier and go to the next chapter.

Chapter 2 - Eula

“Here you go: one Moonlit Alley with extra cocoa.” Standing, Aether pushed the drink towards the older woman, who inhaled deeply the rich aroma coming from the cup. “Why thank you, young man. Here you go, keep the change.” Then, leaning over the bar, she whispered, “And if you’d ever want to earn some more, I know some lovely young ladies who would love to give you a job.” Aether chuckled politely, even though internally he cringed. But he at least had the will not to let it show. As soon as the woman left, the Traveller let out a sigh of relief, resting on the bar top. This wasn’t the first time he had been propositioned tonight. And he doubted it would be the last. Truthfully, Aether hadn’t expected to be working here tonight. Both Jean and Lisa were occupied tonight, so he had popped into the Angel’s Share for a quick drink and possibly see if he could spot his friend and favourite definitely-not-an-archon bard to catch up before he left for Liyue, but when the merry alcoholic wasn’t around, the Traveller found himself dragged aside by a desperate Charles. It turns out the new bartenders he had hired had called in sick and so he practically begged Aether to help man the bar for the night, promising both payment and a few new recipes he had cooked up. And so, never being one to turn down someone in need, Aether agreed. And so here he was, dressed in the new bartender’s outfit (which he had to admit was rather snazzy), polishing a glass. He had to admit, he didn’t know what Charles was so worried about. Overall, it had been a bit of a slow night, as Paimon made explicitly clear when she decided to turn in early. And other than the occasional flirting and a stop-by conversation from Albedo and Sucrose, as well as shoo out a sneaky Diona, Aether was tempted to join. Giving a deep stretch, he looked at the clock on the wall. 10:12. Just a few more minutes until he could- *THUMP* Aether jumped in his place as a heavy object slammed against the bar counter. On it was a large, immaculately designed blue claymore that seemed to glow in an ethereal and alluring manner. It was both massive while also coming across as sophisticated, as noted by the sleek silver and gold crossguard, making the impression of a harp. It was as graceful as it was deadly As soon as he saw it, Aether recognised it instantly, as it was the signature weapon of… “One dandelion wine. With ice. Now” Aether looked towards the voice with a greeting, but instantly shut himself up. There were many words Aether would use to describe Spindrift Knight: noble, graceful, talented, a bit too strong when it comes to her ‘jokes’, and undeniably beautiful. But judging from the stern expression she wore on her face, now he had a new word: angry. No, more than angry. Aether was certain that she looked pissed. And she was directing it at him. “O-Of course, Eula, coming right up.” Moving quickly, he readied his friend her order and resented it with a flourish, trying to ignore the uncomfortable mood. “So… how have you been?” The blue-haired noble quickly snatched the cup up and took a deep swig. “Acceptable. The Reconnaissance Company has been living up to our expectations. Why do you ask? Do you think that we’re doing poorly?” Aether flinched at her tone. It was so icy he was worried it could give someone frostburn. “No, no, nothing like that,” he said, waving his hand. “I just haven’t seen you in a long time and I wanted to catch up.” “Oh, is that it, huh?” she countered, her question coming out like an accusation. “Were you hoping to catch me off-guard? Perhaps try and lure me in with familiarity in an attempt to wait for an opportunity to make me look bad and slander my clan’s name further?” With each line, Eula rose to her feet and leered forward aggressively. “Or maybe you were just waiting for the right moment to asshin… assashin… shtab me in the back!” At that, the tall woman slammed her hands on the counter, knocking over her cup which was, as Aether noted, already empty. Now with her face so dangerously close to his, mere inches away, the blonde Traveller could make out that that drink was not her first. The knight’s face, while typically a lovely pale tone, was now more flushed in her cheeks, clearly giving a red shine; her sharp yellow eyes seemed to have a hard time focusing on him directly, her light blue bangs seemed to be a bit more out-of-place than usual. But the most telling was the unmistakable smell of alcohol on her breath. Yup, Eula Lawrence was drunk. “O-Ok, Eula, let’s calm down,” Aether raised his hands up in order to placate the angry noble. He knew that the woman’s stern personality and odd sense of humour made her come across as quite bellicose, with all the threats she levied at people, and her drinking only exacerbated that side of her. He was also trying not to think about how her face was just a few dangerous inches away from his own. “I-I’m not trying to do anything like that. I just haven’t seen you around the Knights HQ lately.” The knight held her glare for a few moments, before sitting back in her seat with a huff. “Well, I’ve just been busy with work. I am a Knight of Favonius after all. Not all of us have the luxury of shtaying at headquarters or wandering Teyvat freely after all. I may be a heartlesh noble, but even I have my duties.” Okay, now Aether was concerned. He had the feeling that he wasn’t merely the subject of her coldness, but the cause of it. And for some reason, he couldn’t figure out why. “Look, Eula, if I’ve done anything to upset you, I promise I didn’t mean-” “Shave your excuses!” The entire Angel’s Share seemed to turn at the outburst. If Eula noticed the stares and glares she was getting, she was doing a damn good job ignoring them as she focused purely on the young man in front of her. “I won’t hear such wordsh from a contemptible, deceitful, repren… reprihens… bad person such as yourself!” With that, she grabbed hold of the handle of her claymore and swung it over her back, not noticing the patron she nearly slashed by a hair’s breadth. “I’m leaving.” “Eula! Wait, Eula!” But it was too late, as the drunk icy noble stormed out of the bar, slamming the door behind her. Cursing, Aether tore off his apron and groaned. Just what in Celestia’s name happened? It was bad enough that she was inexplicably angry at him, or that she decided to stumble home drunk, but she hadn’t paid for her drink! He was pretty sure that was going to come out of his pay… “Sorry, Charles, but I’m going to have to end my shift early.” “Don’t worry, go,” the bar owner said, his voice failing to hide his amusement. Oh yes, he had watched the whole thing. “Just remember to be a gentleman, Aether. Pick up your mora in the morning. And bring back the uniform!” With one final nod, Aether rushed out of the Angel’s Share and into the quiet night streets of Mondstadt. He had to admit, the city was actually rather nice at this time of night, what with the peaceful atmosphere and the empty streets. He should go on more night walks around the city. However, he didn’t have time to properly appreciate the scenery, as he had to find someone. Fortunately for him, his long search ended fairly quickly as he found her already halfway across the bridge, stomping angrily along the way. Now he was confused. It was way too late to be out fighting. Just where in the Abyss was she going? “Hey, Eula!” That made the bluenette stop, as she twirled around. “Why are you following me?” It seemed that that short walk had done nothing to cool her temper. “I’m just trying to understand,” Aether said, jogging to meet her in the middle. “Please tell me, did I do something wrong?” “Why do you pershist with your questioning? I have nothing to say to you, cur.” “Well, can you at least tell me where you’re going?” “Home.” Now this caught Aether’s attention. In all the time he had known her, Aether had never actually seen where Eula lived. Outside of town, it seemed. He had heard stories of how magnificent the Lawrence mansion was, despite it being a bit run down, however he highly doubted she was still living there, considering her strained relationship with her family. Maybe now was the time to learn? “Then can I at least walk you back? I’m not sure how safe it is for you to go alone considering your… state.” He only asked the question out of courtesy. Knowing how stubborn the tall woman was, there was no way she’d- “F-F-Fine.” Surprised, the Traveller stared at the noble, who seemed to turn a slightly redder shade under the moonlight. He couldn’t help but note how cute she looked with that bashful expression. “You may escort me home. Consider it your first step in rectifying your sins.” And with a flourish of her cape, she marched off. To say the walk was awkward would be an understatement. The tension was so thick, Aether was certain he could slice it with his Mistsplitter. Every now and then, he’d try to make conversation, asking her a question or trying to tell a story from his adventures. But each attempt only earned him a dismissive humph in return. It seemed that Eula was living up to her icy princess persona. That frosty atmosphere must have been what was keeping all monsters away. However, that wasn’t to say that the walk was entirely bad. After all, there was a lovely partial moon out, and it wasn’t in the sky… As he kept his eyes on the woman ahead of him, As much as Aether tried (which he swore he did), he couldn’t stop himself from lowering his gaze down her smooth back and narrow waist and onto her ass. And what a pair of cheeks they were! From the moment Aether first met the swordswoman, he had thanked whatever gods there were for letting the Lawrence clan decide that this is what constituted a serviceable outfit. Dressed in a skintight leotard, Eula’s hourglass-curves were on full display, showing off her mouth-wateringly huge heart-shaped booty for all who cared to see. It jutted out of her like a shelf, stretching the material to its limit. Her years as both a dancer and a warrior had definitely paid off in giving her rear both shape and mass. Even the large claymore strapped to her back failed to hide any of it from the Traveller’s eyes. He couldn’t help but wonder if the only reason she wore this leotard was because there was nothing else that could possibly fit. He could see how it practically devoured the material into her crack, showing off the smoothness of her ass fat and displaying her upper thigh. But that sinfully tight costume wasn’t all! Aether had always been sceptical about the female knights’ decision to wear heels into battle, but now he was grateful for it, as Eula’s ass was pushed up and made perkier as well as causing her hips to sway seductively. And with each step, Aether could see those delicious cheeks jiggle slightly in their confines. Now whenever Aether had heard drunken conversation about who the hottest women in Mondstadt were while he was tending the bar, the usual names always came up, except for one: Eula. It seemed that their hatred for her heritage made them utterly blind to her outright sex appeal. More than once, a dark part of Aether’s mind had whispered to him to make up for what the town was missing; to reach forth and grab hold of those massive globes and sink his fingers in that pliant flesh; to spank it repeatedly and watch it jiggle and bounce for his pleasure; to feel them wrapped around his shaft before ramming it inside her rear entrance and claiming it for himself while the blue-haired woman wailed in pleasure. Each time, the blonde man was able to wave those dark desires away. But for now, he was content with being hypnotised by those wide swaying hips, trying not to stare for too long lest he be caught and have another reason to be put on the bluenette’s retribution list. Before long, Aether found that they had turned off the road onto a side path leading into a wooded section in a direction he knew led towards Dragonspine. He could already feel the air begin to chill. ‘Huh, guess that makes sense for Eula’s tastes,’ he thought to himself. ‘Wait, does she really live this far out of town? Do they detest her that much?’ The sudden realisation made Aether feel all the more for the pariah noble. Soon, they reached their destination. Aether was surprised by the sight of the compact two-storey cottage. It was much more humble than one would expect considering Eula’s personality, but maybe that’s just what she wanted people to think. Or maybe this was the only place she could afford. “Well, home sweet home, I guess,” he said, beginning to move back the path they came from. “I’ve got to get back to Mondstadt. I promised Kaeya that tomorrow I’d help him-” “Not so fasht!” Aether halted in his tracks, before looking over his shoulder to see the drunk woman still glaring at him, arms folded and in an aggressive stance. “You think you can follow a vulnerable woman home alone and expect to get away with it? Now you musht pay.” With that, she reached back and pulled the Song of Broken Pines off her back with a flourish, pointing it directly at the golden-haired Traveller! Aether raised his hands up in surrender. “B-But you said I could walk you back!” “Hah, you fell for my deception,” Eula exclaimed, a smug smile on her face. “You should’ve expected more from a member of an evil aristocracy such as myself.” Aether had thought that the walk back may have sobered her up, considering how little she had stumbled, but now he was realising just how much of a mistake that was. “But enough talk. Have at you!” Without hesitation, the drunk woman lunged forward, closing the gap between them in a blink and swinging her weapon across. Aether barely dodged the blow, ducking underneath the swing and launching himself backwards. ‘Holy shit, that was close!’ he thought, touching his hair to make sure they were all there. ‘A few milliseconds too late and I’d-’ “Haargh!” Aether’s thought was interrupted as his body rolled to the side, just as the large claymore swung down and slammed into the ground, causing bits of earth to fly from the impact. “The fuck?! What in Celestia’s name is your problem, Eula?!” he yelled, jumping away to get some distance from the crazy woman with the giant sword The Spindrift knight didn’t seem to acknowledge his protest, instead levelling her weapon up. “Don’t run, coward. Fight!” “I would, but unfortunately, I left my Skyward Blade back in the inn!” “Huh, then I guess this will teach you to always be armed.” And with that, she threw herself back into the fray, bravely fighting her unarmed opponent. At least, that was what she had hoped. Because even through all of her years of training, she was not immune from the alcohol’s effects. With every spin and pirouette, every quick thrust and transition, her swings went wider than expected with her legs and body flying all over the place. Her form was filled with openings, meaning that Aether was able to dodge and weave through her deadly repertoire. Where she was still intoxicated with booze, Aether was coursing with adrenaline Of course, that didn’t mean he was playing it coy. He was well aware that a single blow could be the end of him. “Eula, will you-” Shwing “-stop this? I don’t want to-” Shwing “-fight you.” “Beg for Mercy!” Shwi-thg “Let’s just talk this- oh fuck!” Aether jumped to the side as, although he was able to duck under her Glacial Vortex, the tree behind him certainly didn’t as it toppled forward towards the pair, almost squishing them as it crashed where they were just standing. Aether just stared at the spot where his crushed body could have been. “Are you done now?!” he yelled, exasperated. “Not yet.” With a shift in stance, Eula held the blade outright behind her as glowing frost began to grow across its length. Aether’s golden eyes widened as he recognised just what she was attempting to do. “Eula, stop!” But his warning fell on deaf ears. “Freeze to the core!” With a mighty swing, the inebriated captain spun on her heel, the entire rage of cryo building up behind her ready to burst. The entire area decreased in temperature. And as her body twisted with intense centrifugal energy, the torsion on the heel of her boot finally caused it to snap, making her fall backwards onto the ground, completely motionless. Lowering his arms as his only protection for his face, Aether looked down at the sight before him. Having felt the burst of cold pass over him by a wide margin, he just stared dumbfounded as the woman who just spent the last few minutes trying to maim him gently snored away. Placing his face in his hands, Aether let out a heavy sigh, trying to swallow his frustrations. Once he finally felt ready, he moved over to the sleeping woman and, with a heave, lifted her into his arms. Part of him wanted to leave her there as a comeuppance for her actions, but the better part of himself told him it wasn’t right to leave a friend like this, no matter how much trouble they caused. It also helped that despite their height difference, Aether was easily able to carry her. What didn’t help however was the feeling of his heart as he carried her bridal style, her lithe, curvaceous body pressed up against his. After a little awkwardness of trying to get her keys while still holding her up, Aether finally got into the cabin and saw that the interior seemed to match the exterior. All of the furniture was homely and comfortable, like one would expect the average Mondstadter to have. There were a few more expensive pieces here and there, such as the china cabinet and silverware, as if she was trying to maintain her upper-class lifestyle. This was compounded by how orderly and pristine everything was. But at the same time, Aether couldn’t help but notice the lack of personal items around the place. No pictures of friends or memorabilia. Nothing that seemed to hold any special memories. The only things here were what were the bare essentials. There was no heart put into it. The place just felt… lonely. Shaking his head, the Traveller walked up the stairs which led, as he had hoped, to a single bedroom. He then carefully placed Eula on the queen bed, making sure that she wasn’t lying at a weird angle. The last thing he wanted was to give her another reason to seek vengeance. And as he stared at her form, he couldn’t deny just how adorable she looked, sleeping so peacefully. Aether jolted, as he realised just what he was doing. He really didn’t want to seem like a creep, even if he was the only one to know, and so he decided the best thing to do was head back to the city. As he tiptoed quietly out of the room, he thought about how much sleep he could actually get tonight. With his luck, he should manage to- “Aether…?” …shit. “H-Hey, Eula,” he said, slowly turning around. He couldn’t hide the nervousness in his voice. The last thing he wanted was to accidentally set her off and start another duel. Fortunately, he didn’t have much to worry about as a groggy Eula rubbed her head. “Am I in… my house?” “Uh, yeah? Don’t you remember?” Eula rubbed her temples as she groaned, her ace twisting in confusion. “Sorry, my memory gets fuzzy after I drink.” ‘Huh. She sounds much more sober than before. I knew her metabolism was fast to endure all the cold, but I didn’t know it was this fast.’ “I remember the Angel’s Share and talking to you,” she began, piecing the night back together. “And I was upset at you for something. Then walking back with you following me.” As she thought, Aether got closer to her bed, not feeling worried any more. “You insisted on coming. Then we… got here and…” “And…” “And then I yelled at you some more and I… I…” Aether watched as Eula’s yellow eyes widened and her face turned completely red. “Oh Archons, no!” Aether couldn’t help it. He burst out laughing as the noble knight burnt with embarrassment, who was trying her best to bury her face in her hands. “It’s okay, Eula.” “How is any of it ok?,” she cried. “I attacked you. I tried to kill you, and all because you were trying to help me.” Right now she just wanted to pass out and pretend this was all a horrid dream. “Hey, I’m not hurt at all,” Aether chuckled. He reached forward and rubbed her head in a reassuring gesture. “Only a couple scrapes, but those’ll heal. I hope.” Eula said nothing, only groaning lowly into her palms. As much as Aether wanted to keep teasing the captain, he figured now wasn’t the time, so he picked himself up and headed to the door. “We can talk about it tomorrow. But I do have to get back. Goodnight, Eul-” “Wait!” Eula suddenly sprang up from the bed and grabbed hold of his wrist just as he was halfway across. The Traveller turned, now it was his turn to be confused as, despite her tight grip, she refused to meet his eyes. “I’m sorry for how shamefully I acted. Alcohol and my feelings were absolutely no excuse for how I reacted.” “Eula, it’s-” “It’s not fine!” she yelled, now actually looking at him. “I could have killed you! And that is a sin that can’t be ignored. And for that, I deserve to be punished.” Aether began to open his mouth, but one look from the tall woman told him there was no point in arguing. ‘Damnit, she’s stubborn.’ “Okay then, as punishment, you have to help me-” “No,” she interrupted. “I have brought further shame to the Lawrnece name and must therefore be punished as clan tradition dictates.” Aether merely sighed. “Then tell me how.” “Good” With that, Eula turned around and bent over until her chest and face were in the comforter of her bed, curving her back and raising her wide hips to present her fat booty to him. “Slap me.” “W-Wha…” For the very first time, Aether was rendered completely speechless. On the list of every possible scenario he had thought this was heading, this didn’t even appear! But he wasn’t able to properly sputter out a response, as he felt himself entranced by its sculpture. It was near perfectly spherical, incredibly smooth and pliable and with just the right amount of jiggle. Despite how fit and slim the knight’s body was, it looked as soft as silk. Eula noticed he was just staring saying nothing, causing her embarrassment to increase even more and her hips to squirm. This caused her large pale globes to quake and roll as she shifted from side to side, an action which Aether’s golden orbs locked onto. This position caused her skin-tight leotard, already stretched to the limit, to ride up, exposing more of that delicious bum to his gaze that he had dreamed of. After a minute or so of taking in Lawrence’s luscious ass, Aether finally spoke. “E-Eula, I-I don’t-” “No. You do. Tradition says my body is yours to do with as you please.” As soon as she said that, she buried her head deeper into the covers. “Just do it! I can’t show how sorry I am if you don’t-kyaa!~” *Smack!* Eula’s words were cut off in a cry as Aether’s hand slapped her ass, making it jiggle and ripple in response to the force. From an outside perspective, Aether’s expression didn’t change at all, perfectly blank, as if his hand moved unconsciously in response to seeing a perfectly spankable butt. Aether knew what he was doing wasn’t right. But that moral voice in him was drowned out by the other that told him to do as he was told, to take advantage of the opportunity given to him. After all, wasn’t this what he dreamed about earlier? When would he get another opportunity like this? Therefore… *Smack! Smack! Smack!* “Ah! Oooooh-Waah!!” Eula threw her head back and she cried out in shock at the stinging sensation as Aether slapped her ass, each one with greater force than before. All the breath left her lungs with each yell; one strike on her left buttcheek, two on her right. But she realised that she didn’t dislike the feeling. Staring at the reddening peach, Aether reached forward and sunk his hands into the doughy flesh, watching as the fat splayed in between his fingers. ‘Fuck, it’s so soft!’ he thought to himself, giving her ass a firm squeeze. ‘Yet also so wonderfully firm! It’s like my fingers are sinking into it.’ “MMh! Mmmmhh~” Eula groaned into sheets as she felt his calloused hands massage and grope the tender flesh, kneading it like dough and helping to soothe the pain. She gasped as she felt him rub his hands in a circular motion before swatting it again. *SMACK!* His hand cracked down on her ass again, giving it a bit more vigour and making the woman scream into her comforter as he spanked her. Eula’s big, fat butt jiggled erratically, jumping before his eyes. The blue-haired beauty cried out some more, but once again fell on deaf ears as her booty was pressed more into the air. As he continued to discipline her, Aether knew he shouldn’t be doing this, that there was something very wrong about this whole scenario. But the problem was he couldn’t control himself. Each time those full globes jiggled and flexed, he could feel himself become more and more hypnotised, feeling himself concede to his darker hedonistic thoughts. It only worsened as his nostrils flared at the smell of something sweet and erotic in the air. He had smelt something very similar constantly over the week. And the thought of it made the erection in his trousers grow, pressing against its confines. Reaching forward, he grabbed hold of the cape on her back and flung it up over her head, exposing more of those pale cheeks and thighs. “Such a bad girl,” he growled, almost playfully. “Tell me, Eula, are you getting off on this?” “W-W-What?!” she panicked, her eyes widening as she looked over her shoulder. “How dare you! Do you really think I’d be so low a-as to enjoy thi-ahHA!~” Her voice increased in pitch as his hand clapped down on her once again, making her fingers curl in the sheets and back arch even more, pushing her sexy behind back into him. Aether grinned as her body betrayed her. “I see at least some part of you can be honest.” *Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!* The two of them lost sense of time as Aether played with Eula’s beautiful booty. Each bounce, each wobble, each ripple made his throb in the confines of his tight trousers. Her moans and cries were music to him as he slapped her butt like a drum. To be extra cruel, he never let her get used to it; sometimes he would lightly tap, then give multiple hard spanks in a row; other times he would be gentler on her left cheek while taking it out on her right. And when it seemed like it was too much, his hands would gently massage the pliant flesh, soothing it of its pain and making her groan lowly. Just for him to do it all again. Soon, her pale ass was like a canvas covered in red hand marks. “So, has Eula learned from this?” he asked her. “Mmmmmmhhhh~” was all he got from her, as her face was completely flushed and her eyes rolled up in her head, seemingly having lost herself in it all. “Good,” he grinned. “But don’t think this is over.” Aether wasn’t done. Not yet. After all, the night was still young and the primal feeling inside of him was burning, aching for release, for more. And from the heavy lustful smell coming from between Eula’s long legs, she was feeling something similar. He had discovered her weakness for being spanked, and now he wanted to discover more. He leaned down over her, covering her body with his own. Eula felt her heart race and her muscles tighten as his hot breath tickled her neck. “As soon as you’ve recovered, we’ll move on to the next part of your punishment.” And just like that, he let go as Eula tried to make sense of how seductive she found that authoritative side of him. Moving around to the bed, Aether wasted no time getting comfortable, sitting up with his back up against the headboard, watching in amusement as the bluenette panted and drooled, trying to force her body to move. Eventually, she was able to push herself up into a kneeling position, looking to him for what to do next. “You feeling better?” he asked as she nodded. “Good. So next, how about you… take off your outfit.” Eula’s mouth opened as her eyes widened in surprise, which only made Aether’s grin grow more. He could have laughed at how utterly scandalised she looked. “Now, now. You’re not allowed to be defensive,” he said before she could protest. “You did say that you had to do what I said, so just strip down to your underwear for now.” Eula gulped, but after a few more seconds, she began to move again, complying with his request. It was true, she did tell him that, and so she reached back and tugged down the zipper of her leotard. In very little time, Eula had stripped herself down, exposing herself to his sight. And what a sight it was. Ever since Aether met her, he couldn’t help but be awed by her noble beauty and elegant grace, despite her cold demeanour. The first time he saw her fight, he almost got hit multiple times as he was distracted by her movements, having turned combat into a literal artform. And now that same sense of admiration filled him now and almost made his jaw drop. Dressed in dark blue lingerie accented with black lace, Eula Lawrence’s pale body was exposed to his hungry gaze. Curvy and athletic, her mature figure rivalled even the top knights of Favonius in terms of sex appeal. Her massive breasts seemed to struggle against their confines, at risk of spilling out at any moment, his golden eyes being drawn to the deep valley of her cleavage by the blue gem she wore on a chain around her neck. Her flat, toned stomach and narrow waist made him want to run his tongue over them, savouring the taste of that smooth skin as he licked and sucked over it all. And these only helped to emphasise her pair of wide hips and thick muscular thighs that shifted into long stocking-covered legs that just seemed to go on and on. All of this was capped with a large, fat ass, perfectly sculpted and round. So big was it that even her blue panties looked like a thong with how they were devoured in the crack of those beautiful cheeks. As Aether clenched his hands into tight fists, resisting the urge to grab hold of her and fondle that heavenly body, he felt his dick pulse painfully in his trousers, begging to be let free. Eula’s face gradually became more red with embarrassment as Aether’s hungry eyes stared at her body. “S-So now what?” she asked. In reflex, she tried covering her bust with her arms, which only had the effect of squeezing her breasts and making them seem bigger. At her words, the Traveller shook himself out of his trance. Of course, even though he was very, very familiar with Jean and Lisa’s incredibly curvaceous forms, Eula’s more athletic frame was something completely new and it was making him ravenous. Realising she was staring at him expectedly, he quickly cleared his throat, hoping it was subtle enough to wipe the drool he felt gathering at the side of his mouth. “O-Okay then, Eula. The next part of your punishment is to…hmm…” Now that he had thought about it, Aether realised he hadn’t actually thought about this. He had mostly been driven by his desire to get his hands on her bubble butt as soon as she offered it to him, and to see what she looked like in her underwear, but after that, he actually wasn’t sure. And he could tell from her eyes that, despite her shame, she wouldn’t accept only this. But even as he tried to think, he couldn’t help but be distracted by her big, beautiful boobs, which seemed to strain in their confines. Seriously, they looked as if they could pop out of their bra at any moment… And just like that, Aether had an idea. Grinning to himself, he looked up to the woman’s face. “Ok, Eula, come and sit here,” he said, patting his lap. Hesitantly, the bluenette got up and moved, confused at his odd request, but nonetheless she straddled his waist, her knees resting on either side of his hips as she felt herself push up against his pelvis. “Good, now put your hands behind your head like this.” She mirrored the blonde’s position, mirroring him even without the headboard, the position pushing her chest out further. She could feel her heart pound in her chest, especially as she saw his grin widen further, showing his teeth. “Now bounce.” Eula blinked, at first not entirely comprehending what she had heard, but then as she finally processed his words, her brain seemed to short-circuit. There was no way that Aether of all people would ask her to do something so… shameful and humiliating. Surely this was a joke. But as he stared down at his golden eyes, filled with eagerness and expectation, she knew there was no escaping this. Turning her eyes away so she wasn’t looking at him, she began to bounce. Even though she was starting slow, Eula began to pick up speed, quickly feeling comfortable as she raised herself up and down on her knees, her crotch lightly rubbing against Aether’s pelvis. If he felt any discomfort at the sensation, he didn’t show it. In fact, Eula didn’t fail to notice just how solid his core was under that shirt of his. And what was at first a soft patting sound soon became more audible as the woman picked up speed and turned into audible clapping. And as much as she hated to admit it. But as she sprung up and down, she could feel her twin peaks react to the momentum. Her two massive melons jiggled and shook in the tight, tight confines of her bra, shifting as they pushed  against the confines of the blue material. And as she picked up speed, he was certain that they would spill out at any moment. The animalistic side of him licked its lips as he resisted the urge to reach forward and cop a feel, instead telling himself that the delayed gratification would make it so much sweeter. So he kept his eyes glued on those tits, not wanting to miss the moment. But that wasn’t to say that he was in perfect control, as no man could resist his natural urges to such a luscious woman, and he wasn’t the only one to notice for, when Eula came down again, she felt something rub against her inner thigh. Something firm and big. ‘What is that? Did Aether leave something in his pocket?’ Looking down to see just what was pressing against her leg, her eyes widened in shock as she saw the outline of something long and prominent down his trouser. ‘Wait a second? It can’t be! Is that his…?! But as her mind tried to grasp what she was seeing, she wasn’t aware of her body shift position until her panty-clad crotch began to rub against the obscene length, making the both of them groan from the sensation. Eula immediately felt the effects as a shot of pleasure ran through her body. Likewise, the thing in Aether’s pants throbbed against her more, seemingly growing in size. “Mmph!” Eula bit her lower lip as she rubbed against it again, stopping slightly as she dropped to truly get a sense of his length. She stifled a moan as it pulsed again, creating a delicious sense of friction that sent shivers through her. The problem was no longer the humiliating act; it was that she didn’t hate the feeling. No, worse, she liked it. And that only incensed her more. Up and down, up and down, the voluptuous knight bounced on Aether like she was riding a horse, only this was much more erotic. But each time she descended, she made sure she landed in a particular way, either shifting her hips in a circle or rubbing them back and forth gracefully, not enough for it to be obvious, but enough that she could feel that pleasurable sensation more and more, feeding the fire that was growing in her nethers. Occasionally, a small sound would escape her mouth, betraying her, but she ignored it. Her actions looked less like a punishment and more like a dance as her core tightened and she rubbed and gyrated her hips against his. All over the room, the sound of her fat ass clapping bounced off the walls. But as the pace of her humping increased and became more and more energetic, she didn’t notice the effect it was having on her boobs. As she closed her eyes to focus on her lower half, she didn’t realise she was arching her back and pressing out her chest more and more, making her big titties jiggle and wobble more and more, straining desperately out of their tight blue brassiere, demanding to be free, until… “Kyaaa!~” Boing! Boing! Eula’s adorable cry escaped her, accompanying the audible release of her breasts spilling out of their confines. Aether’s eyes were transfixed as those ripe, round F-cups bounced wildly before settling on her chest. He could feel his lust grow as he noticed her tasty pink nipples were firm before his eyes. The sexy knight instinctively tried to cover her shame with her arms, but that was a struggle as the mass of her melons simply made them spill out and shake even more. At the beautiful sight of Eula becoming more and more flustered, the man couldn’t hold back his urges. Reaching up, he grabbed hold of Eula’s arms and held them above her head, exposing her erotic breasts to him once again. “Now, now, Eula, I didn’t say you could drop your arms,” he leered at her even as she looked away. “Nor did I say you can stop.” At any other point, Aether would have reclaimed control over himself and not allow this darker side of him that enjoyed tormenting his friend (no matter how much he wished he could). But the night had been too long and he was too tired to resist his primal urges. Eula squirmed slightly in his grip, before realising that there was no point. She could feel just how much strength he had in his hands and, although she would never say it out loud, that commanding tone in his voice and hungry dominance in his eyes made a chill go down her spine and goosebumps form on her skin, a sensation that she definitely wanted to feel more. The bluenette stopped her short resistance and Aether let go of her, returning to his comfortable viewing position as Eula resumed her indignant dance. But as she progressed, Aether noticed that she was seemingly shifting away from just hopping and instead focused much more on grinding her pelvis down against his. He felt her push her hips back as she sunk down, rubbing her covered mound against more and more of his engorged length, wiggling her hips side to side to create more of that luscious feeling that the proud noble woman was finding herself becoming addicted to. Neither one noticed as the dark stain of her panties began to grow wetter and wetter. “Mmph! Mmmh. MmM-Aah!” Even once she began releasing her moans, Aether didn’t notice, fixated on her mouth-watering melons, her fat funbags, her beautiful bosoms! He couldn’t tear his eyes away as her enormous tits, free from their lacy prison, leapt majestically, showing off their true jiggliness. He was so, so tempted to lean forward and shove his face in them, kissing and licking at every inch of pale flesh that he could. They may have been a size or two smaller than Lisa’s, but they were certainly big enough to wrap around a man’s head, and he wanted nothing more than to suck on her pretty pink nipples. He felt his hands clench around the bedsheets. He was resisting every urge to reach forward and grab them. The only thing stopping him was that he didn’t think it was right. Erotic or not, he didn’t think he could do such a thing to his friend. The spanking was one thing, Eula had offered her ass up to him to do with as he pleased, but this was different. But for now, he knew how to keep himself satiated. “Aah! Ahha! Ah- *SMACK!* AHHAA~!!~” “Whoa!” Aether jerked back in surprise as the busty beauty’s body reacted to the spank, her back arching and her muscles tensing and spasming. It was obvious to him that she had just climaxed, and quite harshly from just how wet he felt his clothes become, but it was funny how a slap to her soft bottom was enough to drive her over the edge. And it seemed that the feeling was much more intense for Eula, as the taller woman fell forward, Aether catching her just in time, as she panted and gasped for breath. Not that he was complaining, as he felt her large bust squish up against his firmer torso. He held her gently in his arms as she recovered her strength. And while he couldn’t get a good angle, he was fairly certain her tongue was lolled out as she stared at nothing. “There, there,” he said, running his hand down her long, smooth back. He didn’t mind how wet it was from sweat. If anything, that only made it more hot. “Good job, Eula.” For a few moments, they stayed like that, saying nothing as Aether just held her. It was peaceful, comfortable. He had never thought about it, but he only now realised just how nice Eula felt in his arms like this. Just like how Jean and Lisa felt. And it was because of this comfortable situation that he was completely unprepared for being suddenly shoved down into the mattress. “Wha-?” he sputtered. He looked up at the person pinning him down. “Eula?” Leering above him, Eula’s hands gripped hard onto his shoulders. The Traveller had always known her to be strong, but here he was surprised with just how tight her grip on him was, making it difficult to break her hold. But what really made him nervous was her eyes. Aether had always found Eula’s eyes to be beautiful, a similar shade to his own hair, and had sometimes gotten lost staring in them when they talked, how they could thaw from a cold defensiveness to a warmer, gentler tone in the right circumstances. But instead of the usual iciness, here they were bright, passionate, primal, like a bonfire. Aether began to sweat. “What are you-?” “Aether,” she drawled out in a low tone. It was a side of her voice he had never heard before and it filled him with nervous excitement. “You did this to me.” “D-Did what?” “This. This burning. The pounding in my chest. You did this. You made me debase myself and made me feel something I’ve never felt before. And now…” She leaned down until their noses were almost touching. Aether could swear he heard his heartbeat in his ears. “Now you must take responsibility.” “Mmph?!” Aether gasped as Eula lunged her head downwards, crashing her lips onto his and slipping her tongue into his mouth. He was taken back by just how forceful it was. It wasn’t poised or dignified; it was hungry. And it made Aether’s heart skip a beat. Eula pulled her head back, wiping away the trail of spittle that connected their mouths. “That was my first kiss,” she whispered, her eyes not having lost their intensity. “I’m not done yet.” She quickly leaned in again, but this time he was ready, kissing her back with just as much vigour. As their tongues clashed and danced, he felt the bluenette loosen her grip on his shoulders, allowing him to raise his hands up, one sliding around her waist while the other gripped the back of her head and pulled her in closer, intensifying their liplock. But while her mouth was occupied, Eula’s hands clearly had minds of their own. Moving down from his shoulders, they trailed lightly across his torso and stomach, feeling out the details and firmness of his muscles and enjoying the solidness of their shape. This made Eula very happy as she hummed into Aether’s mouth. That’s why it wasn’t a surprise as she grabbed hold of his shirt and ripped the offending garment off, causing the buttons to fly everywhere. ‘Oh, his body is so firm.~’ Her wandering hands instantly attack, roaming all over his chest and core, tracing the grooves of his abs or the lines of his scars. Truly, he had the physique of a demigod. Each touch sent a shiver through the man’s body. “And how was your second?” Aether asked, breaking the kiss as he shrugged off the remains of his shirt. Yup, this was definitely going to come out of his pay… “Hmmmm,” Eula purred, bringing a finger up to her lips. “It was… satisfactory.” Despite her neutral words, he could see the desire burning in her eyes had only intensified. “But you have much more work to do to make up.” “Well then,” he smirked, “if my lady commands it.” Now it was his turn to attack, thrusting his head forward and latching his mouth on the soft skin of her neck, kissing, biting and licking along its length. He could feel Eula writhe in his grasp at the sensation, gasping at each hickey he left, but that only excited him more, pushing his head further in. He licked and sucked up to behind her ear before moving lower, down and down to the crux to her shoulder and then her collarbone, savouring her delicate taste and tracing her form with his tongue like a painter with a brush on canvas, before his mouth reached its intended destination. “Oh Archons!” Eula’s cry of bliss filled the room as Aether shoved his face into her huge bouncing boobs. As soon as he could, his tongue began to lap at her massive milkers like a dog; a very thirsty dog. He didn’t even care that he couldn’t breathe properly. The noble knight gave out another indecent moan as she felt him latch onto one of her firm nipples. “Ah! Oh! Aether! Not so-rough! Ahha!~” “Fuck, Eula,” he said, breaking his mouth from her tit. “They’re so big and firm. How do you manage to keep them in that tight top of yours? Or…” a mischievous grin beamed up at the moaning woman, enjoying how red she got from his words, “do you want people to watch them jiggle when you dance like that?” The blue-haired woman let out a small gasp at that. “H-How dare-! To imply I would do such a thing! As if I would enjoy something like tha-aaaaAAAIIIEEEE!” Her scandalised outrage quickly turned into a lustful squeal as Aether wrapped his lips on her other nipple, sucking the bud powerfully. Eula never knew just how sensitive her breasts were until this very moment and, although she would hate to say it aloud, her body instinctively wanted more as her arms wrapped around Aether’s head and shoved him deeper into her huge F-cup boobies. The experience was like heaven to the horny young man. He had been drawn to the woman’s large chest ever since he had met her, having almost been caught when he got distracted while she was first telling him the history of her family. But you couldn’t blame him, not when they had softly jiggled in front of him with the slightest breath, practically begging to be played with. And now that his face was buried in them, he wasn’t about to waste the opportunity the gods had given him, as his hand wasted no time in grabbing, squeezing, and jiggling her defenceless breasts, heaving up their mass and letting them drop, watching from the corner of his eye as they bounced back into place All the while, Eula’s waist continued to grind and groove against the blonde’s own, intensifying the feeling deep within her core. She didn’t know how to describe it, nothing in her education covered this sort of sensation. All she knew was that it felt good, really good. And she didn’t want Aether to stop. She wanted more. “Oh gods, oh gods, Aether! Don’t stop! Don’t! I’m close to - it - happening agai - ai - AIIE~!!~” Eula cried out as Aether pushed both of her firm, pale orbs together and bit down on both nipples simultaneously, all the while he molested and squeezed the round flesh to his heart’s delight. This proved too much, causing her body to jiggle and wobble as the sensation washed over her again, igniting every pleasure centre in her brain. At least this time she didn’t have to suffer the indignity of collapsing onto the muscular man like she did the first time, even if the feeling was more intense now, as she managed to catch herself on his firm shoulders just in time, her soft melons squishing comfortably up against his pecs once again, as if they belonged like that. “So tell me, Eula,” Aether said after a moment of recovery. He had one question on his mind. Slowly, one hand moved down as if magnetically drawn until it grabbed hold of her large ass, squeezing a cheek lightly and massaging it. He could feel just how warm it was from all the spanks. “Where exactly did you learn about this ‘traditional clan punishment?’ Because this doesn’t seem to be something I’d expect the Lawrence Clan to have in a textbook.” Eula ignored the feeling of his hand happily rolling her bottom around and around  (no matter how nice it felt) and looked up at the man. “It wasn’t from my tutor, no. Anything involving the body or acts of a sexual nature are strictly avoided in a noble’s education. I only learnt about it when I saw my father punishing my mother in this way. I was a little girl at the time when I accidentally spied on them doing so.” Her expression changed into a more serious one, as if she was emphasising the importance of what she was saying. “No doubt it had to be one of the most serious and severe forms of discipline the Lawrence Clan has. After all, why else would my father punish my mother in the middle of the night in their bedroom where none could see her humiliation?” Once again, the young noblewoman had struck Aether silent, but now for a completely different reason. Now he was starting to feel bad as he realised just how little Eula’s education prepared her for stuff like this, especially as it seemed her impressions and misunderstandings as a little girl had followed her to adulthood. Eula seemed to notice his stunned look and the way he stared at her, as her face seemed to turn into a huff. “I’m not fond of your attitude right now. You seemed to have forgotten what exactly you’re supposed to be doing right now.” Her eyes seemed to take on their own naughty glint as a small smile formed on her delicate features as she felt something rub up against her. “So let me help you get back on track.” And with that, she began to move, swinging her body completely around on his torso, forcing her legs up above her and towards Aether’s head in a move the blonde was certainly not prepared for as he felt himself be engulfed and his vision went dark. “Mmmph?!” “Just know that I’m only doing this to help you,” Eula said But while her words said nothing, her actions told another. Now given free access, she didn’t hesitate to start exploring the Traveller’s sexy body. Slowly, she started trailing her path with her hands, but soon followed up with her mouth, leaving a trail of smooch marks and bite marks along his chest and stomach. Just like Aether, the first thing Eula noticed about the man upon their first meeting was his solid pack of abs on full display thanks to that crop top he always wore. They practically shone in the light and the poor noble had to do her best not to be caught staring. Although she would never admit it, she had spent many a late night secretly dreaming about what it would be like to run her tongue along that sculpted stomach of his. What his skin would taste like after a long hard day of combat and toil. And now she found that the taste and smell of his body was more addicting than anything she had ever tried before. And the feeling of him finally squirming under her as she slowly, slowly moved only increased the feeling inside her. And all the while her eyes were fixed on that tent in his trousers. She watched as it throbbed and pulsed as she found each of Aether’s sensitive spots. In fact, she thought she could smell its strong stench even while it strained in that material, begging to be released. Just the sight of it filled her thoughts with all manner of obscene fantasies. And while part of her told her that this was completely inappropriate for a young lady, another louder part told her to give in, to take a quick peak. After all, it couldn’t hurt, could it? He had already seen more of her naked body than anyone had ever seen before, so it was only fair, right? ‘And after all, when will I ever have another opportunity like this with him? My darling Aeth-’ She shook her head violently, trying to clear that particular thought, and instead focused on the present. Right now, she had one thing on her mind. Her mouth moved downwards tenderly, like a serpent on a narrow path, as his body naturally tapered from his shoulders to his waist, until she was face-to-face with her target. Her pulse increased and her breathing became heavier as she gingerly reached towards the waistline of his smart trousers, slowly unbuttoning them and pulling down the zipper. Taking a gulp of air, she hooked her thumbs into the rim of his underwear, but stopped just before yanking them down. ‘Dammit, Eula, don’t chicken out now. This is your chance! It’s just Aether’s… thing. Just one quick pull and-’ *Thwap!* Whatever the woman was thinking was swiftly broken as a loud, meaty slap echoed around them. Eula rubbed her cheek as she felt where something had hit her. But as she looked at the offending appendage, her mind went blank. “Wh-Wh-Wha???” The beautiful knight could only gape at what she was seeing. She had seen depictions of a man’s penis before, either in medical textbooks or in art, but nothing could have ever prepared her for the sheet beast of a cock in front of her. ‘I-It’s longer than my head and, oh Barbatos, it’s thicker than my entire arm!’ She quickly confirmed this fact as one of her hands unconsciously moved to grip the behemoth shaft, only to find that she couldn’t wrap her fingers around it. And the smell! The strong, musky aroma coming off of it made her brain fog over and her mouth to drool. A voice in her head told her to stick her face in there and give it a deep whiff. “Oh fuuuck…!” She nervously began to move her hand up and down the base of it, feeling out both its heat and strength. It was like a rod of hot iron, but alive as it seemed to throb in her palm like it had its own heartbeat. “MMbgh? Mmmgph?!” The sexy woman ignored the sounds coming from between her thighs (although the vibrations against her clothed pussy did feel very nice) as her eyes were transfixed as a large dollop of thick, viscous fluid leaked out of the angry red tip. Eula decided that she wanted a better look. Pulling the man’s massive cock closer to her face, she watched as it slowly poured down. She didn’t know why but the sight of it made her feel like it was a terrible waste. She didn’t know why but her instincts were telling her the most natural thing for her to do, of course, was to lean forward and… “Glllrrrk!” In the blink of an eye, Eula found herself gone from admiring the amazing piece of cockmeat to trying to impale her face on it, trying to fit as much as she could into her lewd mouth. Her tongue naturally went to work slobbering all over it, tracing the edge of its head with her lithe tongue, trying to get as much of it lubed up as possible in order to fit more into her. “Mmmh! MMnhph! MMMphk!~” The effect was instantaneous. As soon as the first drop of precum had touched her tongue, Eula felt every pleasure neuron in her brain flare up, demanding more. She felt her jaw stretch to its absolute limit as she felt him prod the back of her mouth, but she could see that she had barely gotten any of his cock in there. She raised her hips up in order to leverage her position, pointing her ass to the air, thus allowing her to take it down her needy oesophagus, slowly moving back and forth, getting used to swallowing so much dick meat. Even if this wasn’t her first blowjob, she knew she might have struggled if she didn’t take it slow. In the meantime, a hand reached down to cup and massage the giant sack hanging underneath. She could feel just how heavy and full they were, churning with more of that fluid her body desperately craved. And she could tell that she was having an effect, as the sexy man’s body squirmed beneath her. But as she raised her juicy bum further into the air, someone was very grateful. *GASP!* Aether lurched forward, breathing in as much oxygen as possible after this suffocation. He was feeling so many conflicted things, as the pleasure of having his cock serviced was a great contrast to being suffocated. ‘Oh Celestia,’ he thought, gasping. ‘I thought I was a goner for a second there.’ Not that it was completely unbearable, as the sensation of feeling Eula’s sweaty, curvy hourglass body smothering and pressing into his own was practically heaven, feeling the contrast of both her soft fat and toned muscle. Her boobs pancaking against his stomach also wasn’t something to complain about. “Eula, what the hell were you - nngh!?” Aether’s face contorted as he felt her increase the force of her sucking, her lips forming a tight seal around his meat as she bobbed her head up and down. She looked behind her for just a second before turning back to her task. But in that brief moment of eye contact, Aether could see the mischievous glint in her eyes. The blonde suppressed another shudder as he felt her tongue run up and down his shaft. Turning his gaze upwards, the Traveller took in the full sight of Eula’s swaying waist. Right above him, the woman’s panty-clothed crotch hung like a tantalising peach, moving left and right hypnotically. He could see just how messy the material was with stains from her arousal, even beginning to drip down her wonderfully sculpted thighs. Just like her large booty, Aether had dreams of having those thick thighs wrapped around his head with her long lithe legs wrapped over his shoulders. He had gotten a taste of it earlier when he had been smothered by their voluminous mass, but now he wanted more. ‘Oh yeah? Well, two can -’ “Mmph!” ‘-play at this game.’ “MMPHP!~” Now it was the girl’s turn to be surprised. Despite having her mouth filled with Aether’s cock, Eula let out a high-pitched squeak as she felt his calloused hands grab hold of her narrow waist and pull her down, engulfing his face into her legs, ripping off her soiled panties and shoving his tongue deep into her folds. She felt a bolt of energy course through her body, as if she had been struck by electro, only it felt much, much better. Aether smirked as he felt her body quake in his grasp before diving back in, lapping at her folds and savouring the honey-sweet taste of her juices. The sheer fact that he was doing something like this to Eula of all people, getting the privilege to enjoy an ex-noble's pussy of all things, combined with her adorable yelps at the sensation, only excited him more. He flattened his tongue, slowly running it up her labia to her clit, feeling as her thighs tensed against his head, as if wanting to engulf him in deeper. Eula struggled again to suppress her moans, not wanting to let him know the effect he was having on her. But she knew she was failing as she felt his tongue wriggle inside her folds like an eel burrowing. The fact that he was doing something so naughty and perverted yet so erotic only made the fire inside her burn all the more, creating a deep, vital sense of need spread throughout her body, a fact she let be known as she wiggled her hips side to side, shaking it like the most degenerate dancer grinding eagerly against the handsome man’s face. But as she did that, she felt the beast cock in her mouth pulse in rhythm as if it was happy at what she was doing. A new sense of determination filled her. ‘I won’t let him beat me,’ the woman thought. ‘No matter how good it-’ “Mmmh!” ‘-feels!’ Shifting her concentration back, Eula pushed her head forward again, bobbing it up and down, each time taking more and more of his meat down her oesophagus, feeling her jaw stretch to its limits until she felt him prod against the back of her throat and choke. When she couldn’t take any more, she used her free hand to rub up and down his shaft, her spit proving to be an effective lubricant, as the other continued to massage his sizable balls, which she could feel churn powerfully. Aether, sensing the shift in her poise, also took it up a notch. Sinking his fingers deep into her firm asscheeks, he pulled her down as close as he could, shoving his tongue as deep into her dripping mound as he could, tasting and exploring every inch of her moist cavern and probing any weak spot that gave her the most pleasure. He was like a man in the desert, thirstily lapping at an oasis. All the while, one hand moved downwards to help, not taking too long to find her clit, and began to rub and flick it, enjoying the vibrations of her muffled voice around his member, knowing the effect he was having on her. For a long while, the two were wrapped up in their contest, trying to induce the most pleasure in their partner, racing to a finish line that knew where it was. But as much as they kept telling themselves this was for the other’s benefit, in that moment, the two of them had the exact same thought. ‘Oh Archons, this feels so fucking good!!!’ But despite their passion and fiercely competitive drives to win, the two of them each felt they were approaching their limits. This feeling, however, only drove them to increase the intensity of their licking, sucking and fondling, neither one wanting to concede. But like with all things, one eventually had to give. “Ooohhh~!~” Eula let out a blissful cry as she finally orgasmed once again, causing her back to arch and her hips to push down further into the bed, completely smothering the blonde stud’s face with her shapely thighs. Not that he was complaining as he eagerly lapped at her sweet nectar he had been smelling all night. But this eagerness was quick to morph into something else as he felt the beautiful knight’s grip reflexively squeeze around his cock and balls, the sudden sensation finally tipping him over the edge. Her years training and using her claymore meant her grip on such a girthy object was both tight and strong in just the right ways. With a muffled cry, Aether’s hips buckled as hot, sticky cum splurged from his shaft, erupting like a white volcano before landing on the bedsheets and even onto the floor at the foot of the bed. Eula watched in awe at the amount of jizz shooting out of the man’s large cock, launching higher up than her entire head. She thought that there was no way that any normal man could produce such quantities of bodily fluid. But then again, Aether was no normal man, a fact that she was very well aware of. After all, that was the reason she… ‘No,’ she squeezed her eyes tight, trying to suppress the thought. ‘I can’t keep thinking like that. He would never.’ Slowly she crawled off of the man, finally allowing him to breathe once again, before looking at the large stain on the bed. A sudden smell, something pungent,salty and redolent, hit her nose, making her feel a sense of hunger deep inside her she had never felt before. ‘A shame so much went to waste. Although…’ Aether slowly pushed himself up, basking in the afterglow of their tryst, when he felt a shiver go through his entire body. He looked down and stared as Eula placed a finger at the base of his semi-hard penis and, slowly, slowly, ran it up the underside of his shaft to the tip, catching the drops of thick cum running down it. Then she languidly brought the finger up to her mouth, already open with the tongue lewdly out in anticipation like a dog with an eager ‘Aaahhh’, before sticking the messy finger on it. Aether watched slack-jawed as that graceful, noble tongue wrapped around the digits, licking and slurping hungrily, savouring the taste of his semen like treat, all while humming pleasantly. Swallowing forcefully, Eula smiled as she his expression, enjoying it as a slight victory over him. It seemed that she wasn’t the only one enjoying it, as his little friend, having slightly softened, was just as hard and rigid as before, slightly throbbing in eager anticipation. “That was… that was…” Aether struggled to find the words. ‘He’s so cute.’ But as much as Eula wanted to savour this moment, a stronger part of her pushed her forward, demanding she continue. To make him give her what she wanted. “Hmmph, I hope you’re not thinking of taking a rest. Because I honestly thought better of you,” she said, playing up her haughty noble persona a bit (not that she didn’t think he had done amazingly tonight). She also didn’t want to let him catch on to how she was really feeling. Getting onto all fours on the bed, she crawled towards him like a cat and pushed down on his shoulders until he hit the bed. “B-Because we’re not finished yet. You need to still give me w-what I deserve.” But as Aether looked up to the woman pinning him down, he saw something in her pale eyes, not just passion, not just hunger but… nervousness. And with that little stutter, he knew he had to do something first. Grabbing hold of her wide hips, Aether swung her off of him like she weighed little, before rolling on top of her. Eula let out a cute cry before she realised how quickly he had reversed their roles and manhandled her like she was nothing. She wondered why that realisation made her heart pound louder, but she didn’t have time to dwell on that or get angry as she saw just how close his face was to her’s, their noses practically brushing up against each other. ‘T-T-Too close!’ Aether didn’t notice how her face was practically glowing red, instead staring intensely at her. It was clear there was something on his mind. For all that they had done so far: kissing, groping, spanking, even giving each other oral, it was all passionate fun and enjoyable. But with that hint of nervousness and uncertainty in her voice, he had to ask. Even as he felt his cock tip prod against her dripping folds, hormones begging him to thrust deeply into her, he had to know! “Eula, are you sure you want to do this?” he asked. It was obvious that tonight was a lot of firsts for the sheltered ex-noblewoman, but he had to make sure she was about to do something she wanted and not because she felt compelled to do it because of earlier. He didn’t want her to regret doing it. He didn’t want her to regret him. “Listen, if you’re not ready, we can stop for tonight. We can sleep and leave tomorrow like this didn’t-MMPH?!?!” The blonde Traveller was shut up as the Spindrift Knight wrapped her arms around her his head and pulled him in for a kiss, shoving her tongue down his throat. But what surprised him the most wasn’t the intensity or the heat, but rather the feeling of affection in it. Eventually, Eula pulled her head back and stared deeply into the man’s gorgeous golden eyes. “Aether, don’t you dare stop. I want to do this. With you.” And as she spoke, she couldn’t help but smile warmly, a happier smile than he had ever seen on her. “I wouldn’t have it any other way.” It was true. Only one man had ever made her heart leap with just a smile before. Or occupy her thoughts when he was away from Mondstadt. She didn’t know when these feelings started, but it was obvious as to why. Aether never judged her for her family’s history or her blue blood. He was always willing to help her in any task, no matter how important or mundane, or spar with her or laugh at her odd jokes or listen to her complaints, and would then try to cheer her up. He always found ways to entertain her with his stories of adventure or to make her a delicious meal whenever they went questing. He made her lower her guard and expose a side of herself she only showed a very select few, like Amber. Aether made her feel like Eula. “So please, Aether,” she cupped his cheek in her hand. “Fuck me!” Hearing those words, how could he say no? Aether thrust his hips forward, slowly pushing his cock past her puffy lips and inside her warm pussy. Even though he was covered in her saliva and she was wet as anything, he still found it difficult, grunting as he felt her tight pussy walls squeezed down hard on his shaft. She was tight, incredibly tight, but that only made the experience better. Eula meanwhile gasped and groaned as she felt him stretch her out beyond belief, and he wasn’t slowing down. It definitely hurt, but she didn’t care. As the man above her moved his hips more, each time getting a little bit deeper into her, the pain quickly turned into pleasure. “Mmmhh! Ahha! Ha-ah!” Her body writhed at his touch, her fingers digging into his shoulders as she arched her back, wanting to feel more of his skin against her own. Growing up, she knew that her virginity was something that was supposed to be sacred, something saved for her wedding night. But now, she didn’t care. She couldn't imagine losing  it to anyone other than this Adonis, the Honorary Knight who had captured the hearts of so many, including herself. And the way he was making her feel! Gods! No wonder Jean and Lisa wanted to keep him to themselves, those two bimbos! “Ahn! F-Fuck! Aether, m-more!” The blonde reached down and grabbed a large handful of her ass, pulling her lower body upwards to meet his own. He had only about a third of his shaft inside her, but the feeling of her noble pussy, as well as the rare pieces of profanity that escaped her lips, made his body yearn to pin her down further and ravage her. After all, Eula was one of the sexiest knights in all of Mondstadt and the fact that she begged for more, willingly giving up her virginity to him, only excited him further. But because this was her first time, he didn’t want to be too rough with her. Once he was about halfway into her velvety folds, he settled into a steady rhythm, pistoning his waist back and forth. The bluenette cried out in pleasure, her muscles tightening at the sensation. She couldn’t believe just how good he was making her feel. Her toes curled tightly. ‘This feels so-’ “Ahha!” ‘-fucking good!’ She felt her grip on his shoulders tighten on reflex, her sensitive nipples rubbing against his firm pecs sending pleasurable shocks to her brain. ‘I sound like a vapid slut. B-But it’s not-’ “Oh yes!” ‘-enough!’ And it wasn’t. Because even though the man was pounding firmly into her, grunting as he thrust deeply, she could tell he was holding back. After all, she had seen just how wild and powerful he could be without inhibitions. She had watched as he had turned Jean and Lisa into mindless tramps, completely drunk on pleasure. She had overheard as the pair whispered and giggled to themselves when they thought no one could hear, recounting how he made the bed almost break as he fucked one and ate out and spanked the other, driving both into orgasm after orgasm. She didn’t want Aether to hide any part of himself just for her sake. She wanted all of him! “A-A-Aether!” she cried, staring intensely into his golden eyes. The sudden look of focus and tone of her voice made him pause, allowing her to catch her breath. “D-Don’t hold back j-just for my sake. Please. G-Give me everything you got!” And like a switch, he took her words to heart. Eula had barely gotten the words out before he raised his hips high and slammed into her, shoving every inch of his cock into her tight little cunt. Eula gasped loudly and her vision clouded over as his tip rammed up against a particularly sensitive spot, making her squirt involuntarily and mess the bed beneath her. She didn’t even have a moment to recover as Aether railed into her again and again, his pelvis moving like it had a mind of its own. “AhhA! Ooh! Fuck, Aetheeeerrr~!!~” The sound of her sweet gasps and squeals escaping her sweet lips was like music to his ears as he continued to thrust into her sweet spot. Even if he wanted to stop, he knew he couldn’t stop, as he could feel her soft pussy walls clamp down hard on his fat shaft, not wanting to let him go. Despite her Cryo vision, her insides were as hot as a furnace, making an incredible sense of pleasure run through him. And what was more, he could feel her voluptuous body press up against his own and deeper into the mattress as he pounded away, only incensing his desire for her more. “Mmph! Your pussy is just - ngh - too fucking good, Eula! I could get - ahhn - addicted to this.” He continued to slap his hips into her’s until… THWAP! “OOooohHH!” Aether felt as the woman beneath him suddenly spasmed as her muscles tightened, her legs kicking upwards and her fingers digging tightly into his back. He watched as her mouth lolled open and her eyes rolled up into her head at the sudden sensation. But even more than that, he could feel her velvety walls clamp down tightly on him, now as if they were trying to milk his fat cock. He grinned as he realised that she had just orgasmed once again in front of him. And he knew the exact reason. That’s why he didn’t hesitate to slam down again as his cock rubbed up against her cervix again, making the poor knight howl in bliss loudly. In this position, Aether continued to hammer into the buxom woman, his hips almost a blur as they plunged in and out of her dripping snatch. The sound of his full heavy balls clapping against Eula’s bubble butt echoed around the room as he fucked her raw, her cheeks jiggling as he collided into her again and again and again! While initially it was hard to get his cock inside her, now he had no problem stuffing her needy pussy, continuously hitting the entrance to her womb. THWAPTHWAPTHWAPTHWAP!!! “Ooh ffuucckk! Y-Yeees!!” All Eula could do was scream in ecstasy as she was driven into orgasm after orgasm, her mind completely lost to the euphoria. No story that Jean and Lisa shared between them could accurately describe the sensation of Aether’s thick, long erection stretching her out to her limit, his body covering her own in such a primal display of domination. She knew just how slutty and depraved she sounded, how her large assets wobbled and rolled erotically against his body as he crashed into her. To someone looking in, they would never believe she was former nobility, but rather an animal. Aether’s fat cock was turning her into a perverted animal! And she was more than happy to let herself loose this way. To not have to pretend. To not have to hide her emotions and thoughts behind politeness or think she was superior to others. Here,  in this moment, she was herself. In this very position… “Are you going to - nhah - cum again, Eula?” …she was free! “Ooh fuck yes! I’m cumming! My pussy’s - ahha! - cumming! P-Please don’t stop - fucking - me, Aether~!❤️!!~” And with that, the Traveller gave her exactly what she wanted. Aether didn’t know how long he rutted into her like that, or how many times she came, but even Aether knew when he was done and, with one more heavy grunt, he sheathed himself completely inside of her and pressed his mouth against hers in a searing kiss, shooting gallon after gallon of hot, viscous jizz deep inside of her. They stayed like that for a good minute or two as the rest of his cum pumped inside her, filling her womb and painting her insides white. But she didn’t mind, instead focusing on their liplock and letting her tongue dance with his. She didn’t want to ruin the moment. Eventually, the blonde man rolled off of her and onto his back, breathing heavily as he tried to get his heart rate back to normal. He wrapped his arm around his partner’s shoulders and let her rest her pretty head against his chest as she recovered, trying to make them both comfortable while ignoring the feeling of wet bedsheets, soaked in a mixture of sexual fluids and sweat. Aether had to admit, it was an impressive bed. Despite its common appearance, it had survived being abused by their intense actions. He had heard it creaking and groaning and slamming against the wall; he was fairly certain that it would collapse under them, but it seems tonight was full of surprises. “So…” Aether said after a good long while, trying to break the silence. “Did you enjoy your first time?” Despite him internally cringing at the question, he felt her nod her head. “Mm-hmm,” Eula hummed in agreement. “That… was… amazing…” “Yeah, that was really great. And you were so good too. I didn’t know you had it in you.” “I didn’t… do much. I practically just… laid there.” “Nah, you were great,” the blonde man chuckled. “Especially for your first. I just wanted to make sure you enjoyed yourself. And you held up really well. I don’t think most could have endured what we just did.” At his words, Eula felt a sense of pride build inside of her chest and a small smile grew on her face. ”Well then, I just… hope that I made you feel better… than the other two then.” “...what did you say?” And instantly, Eula’s smug expression dropped. “Eula, do… do you know about us?” Aether asked inquisitively. He got more suspicious when the woman didn’t reply. “Do you know about Lisa and Jean?” When she still wouldn’t answer, he pushed himself up into a sitting position. “Eula.” At the sound of the sternness in his voice, the Spindrift Knight started to feel nervous. Even without looking at him, she could feel the intensity of his gaze. “I may have… seen you three. Engaging in… e-explicit activities. In the Grandmaster’s Office a f-few days ago.” Eula cringed, hearing the embarrassment in her own voice. It was bad enough to have to confess to her voyeurism, but now her manner of speech was coming back, Barbatos damn it! Aether stared at her, slack jawed. But as he thought of what to say next, a thought occurred. If that was the only time she had seen him then… “Is that why you were so angry earlier?” “P-Perhaps?” he heard her voice go up a register. But this only made him have more questions. Why was she so mad that he had sex with other two women? Was it because it was disrespectful towards the office and Varka? That could have been it. But then, why was she so eager to do all those things with him? He could see the wild passion in her eyes, there was no faking that. And she so readily gave up her body to him. Oh Celestia, could it be…? “Eula, were you… jealous?” “U-Uuuuummmmm…” But Aether didn’t need her to answer. Her nervous disposition and the way her body tensed up, he had all the answers he needed. And in his mind, he struggled to make sense of it all. “You attacked me!” he yelled incredulously. “You almost took off my head with your sword! And why? Because you were jealous about my private life?” “I wasn’t jealous!” Eula turned around to meet him, trying to match his energy with a firm expression. “How dare you accuse me of such immature feelings? I would never lower myself to f-feeling anything about your personal life or whoever you cavort with or…” But as the knight continued to rant away, coming up with excuse after flimsy excuse, Aether felt a different feeling inside of him. Just after she finally began to open up and be honest, she goes around and puts on her nobility airs, just to avoid being caught. He knew that Eula was stubborn, but this was ridiculous. Oh, and there was also still the fact that she attacked him. Yeah, he knew what this was: he was annoyed. While she was distracted by focusing on ranting, Aether lunged forward and pulled the bluenette towards him, causing her to yelp in surprise as her back slapped against his chest. Quickly, the man wrapped one arm around her waist, pinning her to him, while his knees kept her legs separated. “Traveller,, what are you-nnnhh?!” Eula’s words were cut off in a sharp breath as Aether stuck two fingers between her thick thighs and into her nether regions, her pussy lips still slightly agape while trying to recover from his immense girth. Slowly, the Traveller pumped his fingers in and out of her, stirring up her insides again and every now and then rubbing her still-hard clit with his thumb. Eula squirmed in his grasp, trying to break free or close her legs, but found herself powerless, trapped in his strong grasp as she rubbed up against his muscles. “Trav-Aether, s-stop it! Let me g-aaha!” Aether’s expression didn’t change from looking annoyed. “Sorry Eula, but liars don’t get to go free. Not until they tell the truth.” “D-Don’t be ridiculous. I t-told you I’m not jealo-oouhh!” She was cut off as she felt his fingers curl in just the right position, making her feel really good. It was hard to concentrate on yelling while he was fingering her in such a way. “You know, Eula, you’re a real bad liar. This would go so much quicker if you just confessed.” “I-I have n-nothing to confess to-eeehh!” Once again, she couldn’t get the words out as Aether, deciding to ramp it up, grabbed hold of her still-stiff nipple and gave it a tug, making her throw her head back and squeal as another one of her sensitive zones was attacked. “Not so proud now, are you?” Aether continued to pump his fingers, in and out, in and out, sometimes go slow but then going quickly, making sure to discover and hit every single one of the woman’s sweet spots. With how she shifted in his grasp, combined with their bodily fluids, it felt like he was wrestling with an eel, but that only added to the enjoyment of it. Eula, meanwhile, was trying her best to resist making any sound, but their earlier romping had left her body too sensitive, thus betraying how good she was feeling. ‘Not good. He’s too’ - “Nnph” ‘skilled at this. I can feel myself get excited again. At this rate, I’m going to… to…’ But just as Eula was about to reach her sweet climax, the golden-haired man suddenly stopped, leaving her in a stupor. “Wha-What? Why did you-?” “Stop?” he asked, raising an eyebrow. “Because naughty girls don’t get to cum. Instead they get…” Without another warning, he shoved his fingers deep into her cunt, causing her back to arch in reflex and her to cry out in. As he savagely assaulted her aching lips, bringing her closer and closer to the edge, he once again halted. He repeated this torturous act again and again, each time bringing her closer and closer to release, only to pause just before. To make it worse, he added to her teasing torment by squeezing and massaging her breast or nibbling on her neck and shoulder, driving her further into lust-filled madness. “Aether, please. J-Just let me cuuuum~” The man suppressed his laughter at the sheer neediness in her voice, especially the way she said that naughty word he was fairly certain she had never dare use before tonight. It was incredible just how many sides to Eula he had brought out in just one night. “Sorry Eula, but you know what you have to do. There’s no other way.” Eula wanted to resist, to yell, to be firm and not let him get the better of her. But the truth was, she couldn’t. The sexy Adonis torturing her was just too good, abusing every weakness she had to push her off the edge. She didn’t want to cum, she needed to. “Ok, I confess! I was jealous! I-I saw you with Jean and Lisa and I wanted to join! There, I said it, now p-please, Aether!” Smiling at his victory, Aether pushed his fingers in deep, pressing against a lovely little spot deep inside her while his thumb rolled her clit in a circle. His other hand twisted her abused pink bud whilst he simultaneously bit hard into her shoulder. Eula gave one last, loud cry as she squirted from the overwhelming sensation of euphoric stimulation. If it wasn’t for the man’s body in the way, she was certain to collapse. “N-Now we are done,” she huffed out. “Done?” Aether asked in such a way that Eula’s danger senses went off. Before she could react, her body was once again thrown and pinned to the bed as Aether lifted one of her legs over his shoulder. “Oh, we’re not done. Not by a long way.” Slowly, he slid his hand down her leg and squeezed her thigh. Eula opened her mouth to protest, but then she felt something press against her folds. She looked down and gasped at what she was seeing. ‘H-H-How is that p-possible? How can he still be rock hard?!’ “Taking all things into consideration, Eula, I’ve decided you haven’t been punished nearly enough.” Aether grabbed hold of her other leg and draped it over his shoulder before slowly crawling towards her, pushing her legs with him. Thanks to her dancer’s flexibility, she soon found her knees comfortably pinned either side of her head. “After all you’ve done,” he drawled out slowly, making her swallow as she saw the predatory smile he had on his face that made her feel both worried and aroused. “I will have my revenge.” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Aether wasn’t sure how long he had been lying there. The first rays of morning were starting to peak through the window, but he couldn’t go outside and enjoy it. Not with his body unable to move at all. He didn’t get a wink of sleep last night and now he was paying the price for it. Also the bed was practically engulfing him in its pillowy comfort, so he didn’t have any willpower to push himself out. But even if he could find both the strength and the spirit, there was still one small, negligible, eensy-weensy factor: Eula Lawrence was fast asleep on top of him. Looking back, Aether kind of regretted a bit of what he did last night. When he said he would get his revenge, he meant it, subjecting the poor woman to all manner of lewd acts that would leave her horribly scandalised if any of her family found out. He took her in mating press, doggystyle, on her side with one leg up in the air. Each time he wanted to stop, he kept being dragged back in by the feeling of her tight, soft noble pussy. He grabbed hold of her ponytail and face-fucked her ruthlessly, forcing every inch of his cock down her throat again and again and making her swallow every drop. And when he was done with that, he pinned her down and fucked her enormous jugs, showing her how to wrap her tits around him to properly jerk him off in a heavenly tittyfuck. And to end it off, he watched as she rode him in reverse cowgirl so he could watch her fat bubble bum bounce and jiggle for his enjoyment, spanking it whenever he thought she wasn’t riding him passionately enough. He didn’t know just how much the two of them combined had orgasmed and he didn’t want to. But what he did know was that this room would have to be aired out and the sheets, if not cleaned, may have to be burned. However, getting rid of the sheets wouldn’t be enough to hide what they had done. After all, it was going to be very hard for Eula to sit anywhere, what with her asscheeks covered in red hand marks as if she was his marked property. That wasn’t to say the woman hadn;t left her mark on him as well. After all, he had the long nail scratches in his back to prove it. Now that would be funny- *ZZZZZ!* Aether was pulled out of his thoughts as the woman on top of him let out a loud snore. He had to admit, there was something cute, if slightly distracting, about how Eula snored so loudly. It was very unladylike, but it fit Eula perfectly. No doubt about it, he was sure to hear her snore for many more nights after this. Especially if her body was going to keep pinning him down. So for now he should better learn how to get used to it if he wanted to sleep. But as he closed his eyes and let exhaustion take him to the realm of sleep, one final thought crept into his head. ‘So how am I going to explain this to Jean and Lisa?’

Chapter 1 - A Bit Too Foxy

A Bit Too Foxy     "Welcome to Summoner's Rift!" roared across the battlefield, signaling another battle between two teams. From the center of the blue base, light beams shot down summoning five different champions. Among them, one was a slender woman with special characteristics. She had two fox-like ears prodding from the top of her head and nine long flowing tails from the bottom of her kimono. This was Ahri, the Nine-Tailed Fox. She is well known around the league. There is not one person that has escaped her charm, whether it be male, female, yordle, beast or robot. Ahri was always With the confidence of always getting what she wants, she strolls pass the shopkeeper grabbing a charm as well as some potions. "Well boys, don't mess this up for me. If we win, you all can get a little something from me..." Ahri says with a wink. She also wiggles her little butt as she walks, lifting the bottom of her kimono with a tail to reveal a white thong. Still in the base, the rest of her team watch with jaws dropped and drooling. "Yes ma'am!" Garen, Jayce, Twitch and Alistar reply staring as she disappears into her lane.      "I heard the league just recruited a new champion, I wonder how he or she is... I hope they're cute!" Ahri says to herself while staying in the jungle on the lookout. As the battle progresses, Ahri finds herself ahead of her opponent Katarina. Both were mobile, but Ahri just always seemed to be one step faster than Katarina. Dashing away from Katarina's shunpo and death lotus, Ahri dashes back in to give Katarina a nice big hug. "Let's have some real fun" Ahri whispers into Kat's ear, both of their huge breasts pressed up against each other. Before Katarina could respond, Ahri locked lips with her silencing her with her tongue. Ahri uses her hands and tails to grope and brush against the most sensitive parts of Katarina's body. Katarina could only blush as she feels her body warm up and her lower region get wet. Ahri's tails find their way inside of Katarina's armor while her hand travels pass her panties as she quickens her pace, making Katarina moan  like a bitch in heat. Ahri seizes this opportunity to summon three flaming balls of blue fire that make direct contact with Katarina. After she yells out in orgasm, the flames engulf her and she disappears. She licks the wet juices of Katarina off her fingers before grinning. "I guess play time's over." she says ending with a sigh as she travels towards her blue buff.      Ahri travels through her team's forest before finally reaching the pit where the Ancient Golem resides. To her surprise though, an unknown creature was already attacking what she wanted. Being cautious, she hides in the bush to observe her new opponent. What she saw was the newest champion to be bought into the League of Legends, Zac. The monstrous green blob took the shape of a man and was bashing the Ancient Golem to oblivion. Ahri looked on in awe as the living green goo finished off the Ancient Golem and consumed its energy. Coming back to her senses, she realizes that thing had just stolen what she came to get. "Hey big boy, what do you have there?" Ahri says as she walks out of the bush, biting her finger in a flirty, seductive way. Zac being a rookie and not having much awareness was shocked by the sudden presence of someone. "GWAAAA" Zac yells out, stretching both of his arms back ready to attack. "Oh wait wait wait, I don't want to fight" Ahri holds out her arms in front of her in protest. Zac tilts his head in confusion. "Here... Don't you trust me?" Ahri slowly approaches Zac, slightly leaning forward, using her arms to press her breasts together, making her cleavage stand more out. Zac retracts his arms as he is getting excited and slowly approaches Ahri. "You're new here and I just wanted to welcome you properly..." Ahri stands in front of the towering Zac, reaching out to touch his chest. His gelatinous body was surprisingly warm and solid when Ahri's hand made contact, almost like skin and flesh. Ahri turns around, pressing her ass against Zac, lifting her skirt and bending over. "Don't hold back" she says seductively. Zac, being completely under her charm, reaches out and places his hands on her firm, round ass cheeks. She grinds her ass up and down, near Zac groin area before she feels a part of him sticking out. She looks back to see what would be his erected penis. It was long and hard, like any other penis, other than it being green, and made up of jelly. Interested, she turns around and goes down on her knees. She opens her lips and wraps it around the head of the green cock. "This doesn't taste like lime," she thought to herself. Zac places his hand on the back on Ahri's head, wanting her to suck deeper before she slapped his hand away. She winks and waves her finger, signaling that she's going to do all the work. Zac closes his eyes in relaxation after taking down the Ancient Golem, and being rewarded a blowjob from the enemy. Sensing his guard is off, Ahri summons up three flaming balls off fire once again and bites hard on his cock. Zac opens his eyes immediately and yells out in pain. The flaming balls send Zac reeling backwards setting him on fire. Ahri gathers up more energy, forming it into the shape of a giant ball and throws it at Zac. The ball hits him dead center in the body. The massive force of energy sends Zac exploding into four pieces. Smaller parts of green goo splatter everywhere, some covering Ahri and landing in her mouth. "Ewwwwww," she complains, spitting out the unpleasant taste of slime in her mouth. She brushes herself off, fixing her hair and clothes.      "Hmmm, something doesn't feel right..." Ahri wonders to herself. Finally she realizes she doesn't feel the extra energy of the Ancient Golem. "Had it expired already? Its too soon..." Being lost in thought, she fails to realize the larger pieces of goo slowly approaching her. "Oh well, guess I'll wait for the next one." Ahri decides to walk away but finds herself unable to move. She looks down at her feet to find them covered in the green goo. "What is this?" she helplessly tries to pull her feet out. The goo starts to form together and grow bigger. Suddenly, a full grown Zac once again appears behind Ahri. "How?! This can't be!" Ahri shouts out, wanting answers. "Passive OP" Zac says with a big grin on his face. He was free to control the viscosity of his body. He slowly pulls Ahri's arms behind her back into his body, trapping them there. Her feet were already encased in his. She tries to struggle and pull out but it was no use. She could feel his cock erecting again poking at her pussy. He lifts her kimono up revealing what used to be a white thong, that has been dyed green. He firmly squeezes her ass once again spreading apart her ass cheeks. He pulls at the thong easily ripping it off. "Hey... don't tell me that you're act- AHHH" Ahri moaned before she could finish her sentence. Zac had thrusted his cock deep inside her pussy hitting her womb instantly. This was a situation she was not familiar with. She was always a tease and always had complete control over the sex. Zac apparently didn't get the memo and continues pounding away at her exposing pussy. Ahri could do nothing as her pussy was being violated. She yells out in pain hoping that one of her teammates may find her. Suddenly, Zac places his hand around her mouth, muffling her. "MMMPH MMMPH MMMPH" she tried to scream out but it was no use. The slime had completely sealed off her mouth. To her dismay, she felt as if another cock was pounding down her throat. She was gagging but she didn't understand why. Could he create more dicks using his slime body? Her question was soon answered when she felt another cock poke at her, this time it was against her asshole. She tried her best to resist and struggle but she couldn't get free. Zac slams his second dick inside her ass, stretching it immediately. Tears pour down from her eyes as all of her holes were viciously raped at once. Her pounding lasted for what seemed like an eternity. She had failed to realize it but her body was slowly being dragged into Zac's very body. All of her tails and ass were completely engulfed by his body mass. Soon, the rest of her body was dragged inside Zac's body. From outside, you could see Ahri spread eagle inside a giant translucent Zac. She still had no control over her limbs as her holes were being stretched as much as possible. Her breasts were twisting and turning in every direction. Ahri was lost in ecstasy. Finally, Zac releases her from her slimy prison of rape. Ahri laid on the ground in a green, wet, messy pile. Green liquid oozed from her holes as she lays there taking deep breaths. Zac, still in possession of his blue buff, walks away leaving Ahri alone in the jungle, unaware of what she could be expecting.

Chapter 4 - Day 4

"Hm? Morning already?" Cassy asked herself as she pulled herself off of Jess and took the comforter off and placed it over Jess and headed toward the window. Jess was still asleep. "Time to wake up Jess." Cassy said as she walked back to the couch and shook her lover’s shoulder. Jess didn’t wake up though. Cassy then remembered that her fur tickles Jess in certain areas. She then placed her tail right under Jess’ nose. "Uh, uh, uh…..CHOO! Oh man, morning already?" Jess asked as Cassy started cleaning her tail. "Yeah." Cassy replied, finishing her tail, "So, how did you like it?" "Like what?" "My tail waking you up instead of a alarm clock." "It was new, and very enjoyable. Do it again sometime." Jess said pulling herself up to off the couch. Cassy then placed her neko hand on Jess’ face and leaned in for a morning kiss. Cassy and Jess both closed their eyes as Jess’ tongue danced with Cassy’s for the first real time. Then Jak walked in, still wearing yesterday’s outfit. "Uh, good morning." He said. Jess and Cassy didn’t pay any attention to him. "I, uh, see that you two are busy. I’ll just go ahead and fix myself some breakfast." He said as he walked into the kitchen. They still paid him no attention. As soon as Jak was in the kitchen, Cassy’s hand started moving south. First it was at Jess’ cheek, then it moved down her neck, then to her shoulders. From there Jess took Cassy’s hand and placed it on her right breast. Cassy’s tongue then, teasingly, led Jess’ into her mouth. Just then Jak heard something he never really heard before. He heard Cassy start purring. "Guess mom was right, a female neko will only purr when she makes love to the man, or in this case woman, of her dreams." Jak then popped his head around the kitchen corner and saw Cassy taking Jess’ breast into her mouth and sucking on it furiously. "Oh! Oh! Oh yes!" Jess screamed as she placed her hand on Cassy’s head. Jak then also noticed that Cassy’s tail was moving in Jessica’s direction, and back over and over. Jak then slowly turned his head around the corner to face the kitchen wall, then his nose started to bleed. Thirty minutes later…. Jess had on a light pink shirt and extremely short blue jean shorts. Cassy decided on a black sports bra and faded baggy blue jeans. Jak changed from his outfit yesterday into a white shirt and bleached out jeans that had a torn hem and a hole in the knee cap area, and to top it off, a tissue paper in his nose. "You saw us this morning-"Cassy started. "Didn’t you?" Jess finished, you could tell that she was blushing. "Hm? What are you talking about? I saw nothing." "Really?" Cassy said as she pulled the tissue paper out of Jak’s nose. "Oh, yeah, I did see a little bit." Cassy gave him a look of disbelief. "Really, that’s the truth." "What ever." Cassy replied throwing the tissue paper away as she started heading into the kitchen to fix lunch for herself and Jess. Five minutes later, after a fifteen minute lunch…. "So what are we going to do for the rest of the day?" Jess asked. "Don’t look at me." Jak replied as he started picking up the plates. "How about the beach. We haven’t gone there in a long time have we Jak?" Cassy suggested. "Go without me." Jak said, heading into the kitchen. "No." Cassy said as she started down the hall to get Jess and herself a bathing suit. "What? Why?" Jess asked Jak. "I’d rather not say." Jak replied as he started running the water over the dishes. "Can you not swim?" Jess asked as she got beside Jak and placed her hand on Jak’s shoulder. "No, I can swim fine. It’s just that, when I was a cub-" Jak started. "You were dragged out into open waters by the tide and our human family didn’t notice until you were double the distance away. You said that you were over that." Cassy finished, standing at the kitchen door with a black bikini on that had a red rose design. "If you look back, shouldn’t it be obvious that I lied?" Jak replied. "Well, now that I think about it, it is obvious." "So go without me." Jak repeated as he finished the dishes. "No, you are coming. Whether you like it or not." Cassy said, once again. "Do I have to?" "Yes, but I won’t make you swim." Ten minutes later they were in the Linen and on the way to the beach. Jess had put on a white bikini that had a fire design and Jak had on forest green swim trunks, even though he wasn’t going to swim. After about a two hour drive, they were at the beach. "Not that busy today, usually the beach is packed." Cassy told Jess as she got out of her seat. "Think that might be because it isn’t exactly early? I mean it will be sunset in a few hours after all." "Are you complaining that we have the beach to ourselves?" Jess asked as she climbed out of the driver’s seat, "Now come on, let’s find a good area to put our beach towels. After looking at the beach for about five minutes they found decided to place their stuff behind a giant boulder that was on the beach. "Why there Jak?" Cassy asked as she clinged to Jess’ arm. "One word, shade." Jak replied. Cassy then looked at Jess, then they both started laughing. "What’s so funny?" Jak asked. "Nothing. Nothing at all." Cassy replied as Jess wrapped her arms around her waist and held her close to her body again. This actually sent a small shiver down her spine because she could feel Jess’ breath enter and leave her body. She enjoyed this feeling. "Yeah, sure. If you don’t want to tell me, fine." Jak replied as he started picking up the stuff and started heading toward the giant rock. Jak was at the rock with the towels in a few minutes, it was farther that what he thought. "You have to admit it Jak." Cassy said with a smile on her face as she headed toward the water, Jess right beside her. "Admit what?" He replied as he laid out the towels. "That this is better than staying home." Jess replied as she wrapped her arms around Cassy’s waist. "Yeah, you got a point there." Jak replied. About thirty minutes later Jess and Cassy made their way to the giant rock to rest a little while. Jak was already asleep. "So, what do you want to do now?" Jess asked sitting down beside the snoring Jak. "Just this." Cassy replied as she sat down beside Jess and wrapped her tail around Jess’ waist. Then they both leaned in and kissed each other softly on the lips. After their lips parted Cassy placed her head on Jess’ chest and wrapped her arms around her stomach. "I love you Jess, with all of my heart." Cassy whispered softly. "I love you too Cassy, with all of my heart and soul." Jess replied running her fingers down Cassy’s head and back. "That feels good." Cassy replied. Jess smiled and kept on running her fingers down Cassy’s back until she fell asleep one minute later. An hour later Cassy and Jess woke up to a beautiful sunset. "What do you want to do know Cassy?" Jess asked as she saw the neko start to wake. "I don’t really know, wanna go for a walk along the beach?" "Sounds like fun to me." They kissed once more and then stood up. As they walked along the beach they said no words, but held hands along the way. Then all of a sudden Cassy stopped and stood in front of Jess. She then placed her hand s on Jess’ shoulders. Jess followed this action by placing her hands on Cassy’s hips. Cassy then used her tail to pull Jess close to her, so close that she once again felt the breath of her lover enter and leave her beautiful body. Then, in the light of the sunset, they kissed softly once. This kiss was more special then any other because of one thing, it carried with it a message. The message that was exchanged was that they would be there for each other until the day of their last breath. Their lips met once more after that, and this time their tongues sneaked out to dance in each others mouth once more. Once again, after three minutes, their lips parted once more and Cassy rested her head on Jess’ chest and closed her eyes. They stood there, just like that for about two minutes before Jak came down the beach looking for them. "Am I interrupting something?" "Yeah, you kinda are." Jess answered, Cassy still resting her head on Jess’ chest. "Okay, I just wanted you to know that we should start heading home in a few minutes." Jak replied. "Okay, we’ll be at the car in a couple minutes." Jess replied, still holding Cassy in her arms. "Okay, I’ll see you two at the car." Jak replied heading back the way that he came. Just then, as Jak got out of ear range, Jess heard something she has never heard before. It had a light humming sound. Jess then realized, after wondering what it was for a few seconds, that she was hearing Cassy’s purr for the first real time. "Oh, Cassy." Jess said softly as she moved her hands up Cassy’s back and rested her head on top of Cassy’s and closed her eyes. Two hours and ten minutes later they were pulling up the drive way home. "I had a great time today." Jess told Cassy as they got out of the vehicle. "Really? What did you guys do?" Jak asked as he followed them up to the door. Jess and Cassy just looked at him. "Never mind, I don’t wanna know." Jak quickly added. Cassy let out a small laugh. When they got inside Jess excused herself to go take a shower to get all the sand and salt off of her. Cassy then decided to help Jak make dinner. "Alright Cassy, what should we fix?" Jak asked. No response. "Cassy? Cassy? Were did you go?" Jak asked himself. Just then he saw a white tail go into the bathroom. As soon as he saw that white tail go into the bathroom a image of Jess laying on the floor naked and Cassy licking all over her popped into his head, that is how cats clean themselves naturally, and also rubbing her chest and clit with her hands. His nose then started bleeding. "I’ll just make a few hamburgers." Jak said to himself as he walked back into the kitchen. Now I will tell the same part of the story you just heard only from another angle, like what is going on in the bathroom. I’ll start from were Jess just walked into the bathroom. Almost as soon as Jess was in the bathroom, her bikini was off and on the floor and she was in the shower. Just as soon as the water turned started to touch Jess’ figure, Cassy walked into the bathroom. "Can I join you?" Cassy asked. "For Pete’s sake, we’re sleeping together nude already. Now we are going to start bathing together? Is this really the next step? What do I say?" Jess thought to herself. "Please?" Cassy asked once more, this time letting her bikini fall to the bathroom floor on top of Jess’. "Y-y-yeah, sure you can." Jess replied. "How could I say no?" Jess thought to herself as she watched the white neko step into the shower with her. Then the two lovers gazed at each other for a minute, and then their lips met, once again bringing their tongues together. Then their lips parted and Cassy then started to plant kisses down Jess’ neck while her left hand found Jess’ clit. In short of what was going on in the shower, it was just as Jak imagined it to be. After a ten minutes they were out of the shower. "Jess, can I ask you something?" Cassy asked as she wrapped a towel around herself and then placed her head on Jess’ shoulder and her hands around Jess’ waist. "Yeah, go ahead." Jess replied, meeting Cassy’s gaze in the mirror and placing her hand on top of Cassy’s head. "Can I, uh, I don’t really know how to say it." Cassy said. "Then just say it, you should know that you can tell me anything and ask me anything." Jess said turning around to meet Cassy’s gaze face to face. "Really? Well, here is goes. Jess?" Cassy asked. "Yes?" Jess replied. "Jess, can I be your pet neko?" "Huh?" Jess asked, not able to hide the shocked look on her face. "Please. I’ll be a good pet neko." Cassy said as she got on all fours and started to rub up against Jess’ leg. "Uh…." Jess started glancing around at everything but Cassy. "Please?" Cassy asked once more, this time purring as she rubbed up against Jess’ leg. "Uh…" "Please? I’ll do anything you want me to. If you make me your pet." Cassy said, still rubbing up against Jess’ leg and purring. "Anything?" Jess asked, her face was a faint red color. "Anything." Cassy replied, this time licking Jess’ leg with her tongue. "Y-y-ye—" Jess started to say. "Dinner’s ready you lovers! Come on and get it." Jak yelled down the hall. "Okay!" Jess yelled back, " I wonder what we are having." "Probably hamburgers that were cooked badly if I know him correctly." Cassy replied as Jess helped her off of the floor. "Hurry up you two! The food is going to get cold!" Jak yelled down the hall. "Hold on, give us a second to get dressed!" Cassy yelled back. "Okay!" Jak replied. About three minutes later Cassy was wearing a tank top that had the words "wild one" on it and it was surrounded by flames and blue-green short shorts on. Jess had on a tee shirt and blue jeans. "Uh, Jak?" Cassy asked. "What?" "You got some tissue up your nose again." Jess answered. "Oh, yeah. I guess I do." Jak replied pulling the bloody tissue out of his nose. "So, what is on the menu chef?" Cassy asked jokingly. "Hamburgers and fries," Jak replied," I’ll go get them now." "Be ready to puke." Cassy whispered into Jess’ ear. Ten minutes later everyone was actually enjoying a hamburger that Jak made. "I guess there really is a first for everything Jak." Cassy said. "Why is that?" He asked. "These hamburgers are actually good." Cassy answered. "Thanks." Jak replied, kicking two fast food restaurant bags under his chair. Ten minutes later everyone was finished with their meal and everyone was off to bed. "Jess?" Cassy asked closing the door to the bedroom behind her. "Yes?" Jess replied getting ready for bed. "What were you going to say? Before Jak said that dinner was ready." Cassy asked while getting undressed also. "To what?" Jess replied as she climbed into the bed. "The question I asked you in the bathroom. About me being your pet neko." Cassy answered climbing into bed beside Jess and then she started to lick her neck. "I believe my answer was yes. Now shut up and kiss me." Jess replied. "Yes ma’am!" Cassy replied happily. Their tongues then danced a forbidden dance in each others mouth for about two minutes. "Good night Cassy." Jess said as their lips parted. "Goodnight ma’am." Cassy replied. "Don’t call me that, just call me what you have been calling me. Alright?" "Alright. "I love you Cassy." "I love you too Jess." They kissed once more. Then they laid their heads on the pillows, this time facing each other. Then, quietly, they fell asleep embracing each other.

Chapter 3 - Day 3

"Good Morning." Cassy said as she saw Jess open her eyes to see her sitting on the edge of the bed. "Good Morning." Jess replied, looking at Cassy, who was wearing a light blue tank top and dark blue jeans. "Sleep well?" Cassy asked, looking into Jess’ eyes. "It was with you wasn’t it?" Jess replied. Cassy let a small laugh escape her neko mouth as she ran her neko fingers through Jess’ messy brown hair. "So what’s for breakfast?" Jess asked as she started to pick herself up and out of bed. "Whatever you want." Cassy replied with a smile as she too got up out of bed. "Alright then. I’ll be ready soon." Jess said. "Okay, don’t be long though." Cassy replied. "Alright, I’ll hurry." Then they kissed softly. Then Cassy walked out of the room. As Cassy walked out of the room Jess got out a bright pink tee shirt and light blue jeans with a hole in the lower right leg area and white tennis shoes. It took her thirty minutes to get ready though. So, thirty minutes later (this is going from before she got dressed by the way) Jess came out of the bed room and saw Jak sitting on the couch wearing a torn lime green shirt and dark, almost black, blue jeans. "Sleep well?" Jak asked, not moving from his seat. "Great." Jess replied with a smile. "You two did it didn’t you?" Jak asked, switching his gaze from the television in front of him to Jess. "No." Jess replied as she headed into the kitchen to fix herself a breakfast. Jak said nothing as he just sat there and shook his head in disbelief. "So, what are you going to fix?" Cassy asked as she drank a glass of milk. Jess then found two eggs in the refrigerator door. One hour later… "I don’t have to go to work today." Cassy said as she sat her fourth glass of milk on the counter. "But it says that you have to on the calendar." Jess said as she motioned to the calendar near the entrance of the kitchen. "Last minute change. They called two hours ago and said that I had the day off." Cassy replied with a smile on her face. "Jessica, Can I talk to you for a sec?" Jak asked standing in the kitchen’s door way. "Sure." She replied. "Follow me." Jess then followed Jak outside onto the porch of the house. "Do you really wanna know why she is able to stay home today?" Jak asked as Jess closed the door. "I thought Cassy said that they just gave her some time off." "No, they didn’t." Jess had a confused look on her face. "They called two hours ago and-" Jak started. "And what?" Jess interrupted. "And they fired her." "WHAT?! Why?" "They found out that she was gay. And to top off firing her, they blacklisted her name." "She’ll never be able to get a job again," Jess said," will she?" "No, and don’t tell her that I told you this. Alright?" "Alright." "Also, to make up for this I am going to change my name and start applying for a few jobs." Jak said as he started back into the house. "What kind?" Jess asked, grabbing Jak’s arm. "Anything." Jess then remembered that the police office should be looking for another officer since she got the promotion. "I think I could tell you were to get a job, but your name will have to be changed legally, and permanently." "I kinda figured that, what is the job?" "The police office, they should be in need of another officer since I got the promotion to be a body guard." "Really?" Only one thing I can say to that." Jak said with a smile on his neko face. "What?" "Were do I apply?" Jess let a small laugh creep out of her mouth. Two minutes later… "Go to this address." Jess said as she handed Jak a folded piece of paper, " and tell him that Sara Jane sent you." "Sara Jane? Why not Jessica Green?" "You’ll find out there." "Okay, if you say so, and by the looks of this address I will probably be gone for a while. So don’t wait up for me." Jak said as he headed out of the door. "Like we ever do." Jess replied as she closed the door behind Jak. Just as Jess closed the door, Cassy came into the living room. "Where is Jak going?" Cassy asked putting her tail around Jess’ waist. "Who knows?" Jess lied. "How long will he be gone?" "Late." "So we will be alone all day?" Cassy asked, facing Jess. "Looks like it." Jess replied with a smile as she turned around to meet Cassy’s gaze. Their lips met once more, but this time with more passion than before. Also this time, Cassy’s neko hands started to lift Jess’ shirt and she didn’t stop her. Unfortunately, today’s story doesn’t involve Cassy and Jess. It’s about Jak getting a job. Jak heard a soft moan come from the house as he got into the 2030 Linen. "I don’t even want to know." He said to himself as he backed out of the drive way About twenty minutes later, Jak came up to a old, run down looking apartment. Jak looked at the paper once more. "No way is this right." Jak said as he got out of the vehicle. As Jak approached the door of the apartment, he heard someone say hello. He looked over his shoulder quickly, but saw nobody. "Weird." As he got up to the door and was about to knock, it swung open and revealed a middle aged, gray haired, golden eyed human. "Who sent you?" the man asked. "Sara Jane." Jak replied, remembering what Jessica had told him. "I remember her. She was my first customer." The man said as he moved over to the side to let Jak in. "What did you change her name into?" "Jessica Green." "Why did she ask you to change her name?" "Her real name was blacklisted so she asked me to officially change her name so she could start supporting herself again." Jak just stood there in silence. "Anyway, my name is Alex Jones. How may I help you?" "My sister’s name was blacklisted, I need you to change mine so I can get a job." "Any certain name in mind?" Alex asked as he headed over to a gigantic computer that took up a whole wall. "Jak Colly." "Okay, what is your original name?" The man asked as he started typing. "Jak Wendell." "Okay, so you just want your last name changed?" Alex said as he kept on typing. "Yeah. How much will this cost?" "For a friend of Sara? Nothing." "Cool." Jak said, sitting on a nearby couch. "Now please give me all forms of identification that you have." Jak reached into his wallet and pulled out his social security number and his driver’s license. As soon as they touched Alex’s hand, they were in a shredder "This will take some time, there are some drinks in the kitchen. Help yourself." Alex said as he stopped typing and stood up. Eight hours, and ten drinks, later… "Is it done yet?" Jak asked Alex. "Just about." Alex replied sitting back down at the computer. Then a loud crash noise echoed through the halls. "Now it is." Alex said, pulling two small objects from the computer. "What are those?" "Here is your new license and social security card. You are now, officially, Jak Colly." "Didn’t think it was that simple." "It isn’t. Since you are now a different neko, you can no longer answer to your old name, and you also have to erase your past, including this moment." "So I have to erase everything?" "Everything. Otherwise the illusion would not work." "Everything." "Yes, everything." Five minutes later as Jak was climbing into the car. "He says everything. But I ain’t gonna do that." Forty minutes later Jak was pulling up to the police office that Jessica worked at. "How may I help you?" A young beautiful orange fur and light blue eyed female neko asked as she saw Jak walk in. "Yeah, I heard that you would have a job opening." "How did you know?" "Know what?" Jak asked, playing stupid. "We just got a position opening up." "Really? For what?" "An officer just became a body guard, so we need-" The young female neko started. "An officer?" "Yes." "Can I take it?" "Just give me a name and a number and I will see if I can get you a interview with the chief." "Okay, got a piece of paper and a pen?" The young neko handed him two pieces of paper and a pen. "So I guess you are Jamie Star and this is your number." The neko just nodded. Jak then smiled and let out a small laugh. "Well here is my name and number and my name and number. Call me even if I don’t get a interview." Jak said with a smile as he handed back a piece of paper that was torn in half. The young neko giggled as she took the paper from his hand. "I’ll see you around." Jak said as he headed out of the police office. "Hopefully." Jamie replied as Jak walked out the door. It was midnight when Jak got home. "Hello? Anybody awake?" Jak asked as he opened the door and turned on the light. As soon as the light came on, Jak saw his sister and Jess on the couch, asleep, naked. With out a second thought, Jak went into his sister’s room and pulled off the comforter. He then went bask into the living room were the lover’s were asleep and placed the comforter on top of them. "Good night pipsqueek." He said softly to his sister. Jak didn’t bother eating dinner, infact, he was so tired he just went straight to bed and fell asleep before he was in it.

Chapter 2 - Midnight & Mt Lady

“H-How much longer mu-must we s-stand here? It’s f-f-freezing!”   During a cold moonless night, two figures stood under a single lit lamppost, both wearing brown coats that hugged their bodies tightly. Upon closer inspection, you would see that both of these figures were attractive women, one blonde and the other with black hair, and each of them were wearing masks. The blonde one even had a pair of purple horns sprouting out of her head. After taking into account all these factors, that just left one question:   What the hell were Midnight and Mt Lady doing under a lamppost in the middle of the night in a shady neighbourhood?   The answer to that requires a bit of history.   Back when the League of Villains claimed their victory and the Hero Regulation Department starting doing the initial round of hero licence eliminations, some of the first heroes targeted were those who were guilty of not living up to the new standards of being a hero, due to ‘massive collateral damage’ or ‘behaviour inappropriate of a hero.’ Those heroes had their licences terminated immediately, which caused a massive uproar from the hero community as some saw these new regulations as “complete bullshit.”   Despite the difference in age and the rivalry they might show off to the public, Midnight and Mt Lady actually had a good relationship. Midnight saw quite a lot of herself in the younger giantess and so, despite constantly devolving into fights and arguments, a friendship bloomed between them. So when the news came that they were both out of a job, the two decided that they would not take this sitting down, especially considering Midnight was the only UA teacher who lost her licence. They decided to team up and work as a vigilante pair and fight back against both crooks and the HRD.   For the past few months, things had been going well. Both women were well skilled in the art of seduction as well as other methods, helping them infiltrate and take down a number of drug rings and violent gangs that roamed the streets. Their plans typically involved seducing their way into a private room with the head honcho, no doubt thinking they would get to fuck a pair of beautiful busty babes, before Mt Lady would increase her size to intimidate and squeeze any info they could out of the boss while Midnight would knock out any nearby guards. Then the two would make a hasty getaway into the night, but not before calling the police and snatching up any information or documents that could be handed over to other bigger Resistance groups. They were quite proud of their efforts, as they always made sure to leave behind as little evidence as possible and to not have too big an impact as to not attract the HRD’s attention.   Now they were in luck. The last big perp they had questioned had given them a huge tip. He said he knew a guy that, if they played their cards right, could get them access to the big dog on top and their prime target: Deku.   So that is what they were doing: hanging around on a dark shifty street in the bad part of town waiting for this ‘mystery person’ the guy spoke about. They were dressed in short, tight coats, underneath which were there hero costumes, and heels, the perfect outfits to make them look like classic prostitutes, exactly what they were told was the person’s type.   Now all they had to do was wait.   “For the last time, I don’t know!” the Rated-R ex-hero sighed at her blonde partner, who was clutching her coat tight across her body, trying to stop her teeth from chattering, whereas the ravenette looked as if the cold didn’t bother her.   “This was y-your idea! H-How do we know that s-sleaze ball wasn’t lying?”   “Because when you have your foot squishing down on a guy’s fun parts, they’ll tell you anything you want.” A sadistic grin slowly crept onto Midnight’s face. “Especially when you’re wearing heels.”   That comment was enough to get a laugh out of the younger woman, which got her to momentarily forget about the cold. “So, can we go over the plan one more time? Please?” This got another sigh out of the raven-haired hero, already used to her partner’s short-term memory and lack of focus when discussing their ploys.   “Again: we wait for this guy to come around, we show him some skin, promise a good time. Then when he takes us back to his place, we knock him on his ass, take out any extra security, and tie him up. Then we can begin the interrogation,” Midnight explained, slowly licking her lips at the thought of the last part.   “Great. So just keep doing what we’ve been doing?”   “Pretty much. If all goes well, we might be one step closer to taking out that bastard.” It still irked her, how someone so much younger than her was responsible for everything that had happened these past few months.   “Well, hopefully we won’t have to wait much longer. I’m so bored! And I’m sick of looking like a skank,” Mt Lady whined, trying to stretch her arms up, but struggling due to how tight the coat was, especially in the chest area.   “Everything you wear makes you look like a skank,” Midnight said under her breath.   “What was that?”   “Nothing!”   A few more moments of silence passed.   “Hey, why don’t I try seduce the sleaze ball this time?” Mt Lady suggested. “It might work better because… you know…”   “Know what?” Midnight asked, raising an accusatory eyebrow.   “Because guys are always more likely to want to get it on with… younger women.” This earned her an aggressive sound from the other lady.   “Just what are you implying, bitch?” she growled. Mt Lady just shrugged, a coy smile adorning her face. She always enjoyed getting a rise out of the dominatrix.   “All I’m saying is, these last couple of nights, the pervs haven’t been as interested as they could be. These things might go smoother if the first thing they see isn’t your wrinkly face.” Now Midnight was starting to get pissed.   “What the hell are you talking about? I’m in the prime of my youth!”   “Not with that flabby chest,” scoffed Mt Lady. She knew she really shouldn’t be antagonising her like this, but she would do anything to alleviate this boredom.   “I’ll have you know my boobs are firm as hell!” Midnight yelled, getting up close into her the blonde’s face. Mt Lady just leered back, standing her ground. They were standing chest to chest, their voluptuous breasts starting to squish against each other.   But just as it appeared as of the two ex-heroes were about to break out into a catfight in the empty neighbourhood, a pair of headlights suddenly appeared from around the street corner. Even with all the minimum lighting in the area, the silhouetted outline was enough to distinguish it as a limo.   And there’s only one kind of creep with that type of money who would be driving around in a place like this so late at night.   “That’s our guy,” Midnight said, quickly pulling away from their little conflict. The two got into position, standing close to the cone of light, but not under it, thus highlighting their forms but not giving away their identities. They then each stuck out a leg provocatively, just like any common prostitute would do.   The limo stopped right next to them. Knowing they had the person’s attention, Midnight approached the driver’s window, adding a little sway to her hips.   “Still think it should be me,” Mt Lady grumbled, but Midnight ignored her. She gave the window a tap.   “Excuse me, handsome,” she said in her most flirtatious voice possible. It was kind of funny, considering she couldn’t see the person’s face behind the dark glass. That just meant that, hopefully, he couldn’t see hers. “It’s so cold out here. You wouldn’t be willing to help two young, pretty ladies… warm up, would you?” She tried to take a peek through the back windows, but couldn’t see through them. “Or is there anyone back there who’d be willing to lend a hand?”   She saw the dark figure of the driver shuffle around, as if trying to converse with a person in the passenger compartment. After a while, she heard a soft klick, the unmistakeable sound of the passenger door unlocking.   “Hop in,” said the driver, his voice muffled.   Resisting the urge to give off an excited squeal at how easy this was turning out, the two ex-heroes pranced into the back of the limo. It came as a surprise to see it so dark inside, but no matter. It was only once they had settled down at the back of the limo that they realised something was up:   It was completely empty.   “You two ladies get comfortable. Relax, take the edge off,” the driver’s voice came through over a speaker.   “Have a nap.”   If that didn’t set their panic modes off before, the faint hiss-ing sound that followed did as a light pink cloud started to fill the back of the car.   Gas.   Covering their noses with one hand each, both Midnight and Mt Lady tried grabbing the door handles to try and force them open, but found their means of escape blocked as the doors and windows refused to budge. Mt Lady tried activating her quirk and busting out of the vehicle, but realised that she couldn’t, as her body began to feel too tired for it to work. Already they could feel their visions start to darken and their bodies weaken as the gas started to take control. The dividing screen slowly descended as they saw a gas mask and two red eyes peer back at them.   “Do try to get some rest, heroes,” sneered Mustard. “You’re going to need all your energy. Especially once the boss gets his hands on you.”   They heard his laugh bellow around them as the two females collapsed onto the seat behind them. They shared a desperate, fearful look before their visions slowly faded in black.   --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------   You know, Izuku really had to hand it to his teammates. They gave the best presents.   Standing in his lavish bedroom, his eyes lit up with childish, fiendish delight at the sight before him: Midnight and Mt Lady. They were kneeling on the floor in front of him, hands tied behind their backs, dressed in only their hero costumes. Both of them had been injected with quirk-suppressants while they were unconscious and had no idea how long they’d last. All they could do was glare daggers at the villain. If Izuku were a dairy product, he would most likely be Swiss cheese.   “Well, well, well.” Deku smirked, amused. “Mustard brought me a gift? Funny, my birthday’s not until another few months.”   His little joke only earned him a growl from the two ex-heroines, their eyes filled with anger.   “Oh, don’t be so mad,” He said. “If anything, be mad at yourselves for falling for such obvious bait.” He put a hand on his chin, as if deep in thought. “I think I’ll send a gift basket to Butashi as thanks for being able to be so calm and not blabber, considering the… circumstances.” He still got no reply from the older women, causing him to fake pout. “You know, I can’t help but feel that this conversation is pretty one-sided. You two could really do more than just kneel there, trying to look threatening.”   “Why don’t you untie me and I’ll show you just what my fists can do to your crotch!” Midnight snarled. But all this got her was a small chuckle.   “My, my. You are a kinky one.” Deku cocked his head to the side, getting a better look at his captives. “But let’s not get ahead of ourselves.” He sauntered over to a nearby table and poured himself a glass of red wine. “I’m sure you’re dying to know how we caught onto your tail, tracked you down and all that. The truth is,” he took a large sip to build suspense, “you two aren’t as good at stealth as you think you are. We’ve been observing you for quite a while now. Watching you play ‘Vigilante.’”   He strolled back over to them, his piercing green eyes roaming all over them. It was enough to make Mt Lady’s face turn slightly red not just from rage.   “We weren’t playing! We were gonna make you pay for what you did to us, you bastard!” she yelled. Izuku only shook his head.   “I’m quite disappointed in you both,” he sighed. “When I took away your licenses, I thought you would at least try and earn them back.” He was lying, of course. He knew they weren’t going to try again. “But instead, you thought you could stop me, by doing what you do best: acting like a pair of harlots.”   “You son of a bitch! How dare you-” and so the floodgates opened; the blonde blasting off a whole list of profanities at him. For some reason, his mere presence caused her heart to race and her emotions to spike. Izuku’s smirk grew. He had to admit, he loved seeing just how riled up he could get her. All the while, Midnight may not have been as triggered as her partner, but she still didn’t appreciate being addressed as such, especially by a villain younger than her of all people.   “Now, while I would normally just handle you like all the other pests and throw you in a dark cell,” he drained the wine glass and placed it to the side, “after some… consideration, I thought I’d give you the opportunity to get off with a lighter punishment.” He saw both of their expressions change into one of surprise and scepticism at his words. He gave each woman a look-over, eyes staring intently all over their bodies. Just the idea of what he had planned was getting him excited.   “Midnight, despite acting in a way completely unacceptable for a school teacher, having no concept of modesty and actively trying to seduce your students, you did help train and foster new heroes who actually deserved the title.” This caused the ravenette to blush slightly at being chastised. This also got a small snort out of her fellow captive, which caused Deku to shift his gaze solely on her, making her shut up. “And you, Mt Lady, I was there at your debut to make your ‘ass-quaintance.’” His words made her entire body redden with humiliation. God, how she regretted using that as her opening line!   He crouched down in front of her, getting his face right up close to hers. “Discounting your recklessness, your lack of consideration for your teammates, and your general disregard for civilian and infrastructural awareness and safety,” he listed each point on each finger, “you brazenly used your looks and body in order to increase your popularity. Considering how often you’d flaunt off your tits and ass to the cameras, part of me believes you actually get off from doing it.” His words made her look off to the side, making him pause slightly. ‘Wait, was I actually right?’   He stood back up straight, straightening out the creases in his trousers “However, you were still the youngest hero to ever open up their own agency, meaning you gave more heroes and interns the chance to work and help fix your blunders so they weren’t as big as they could’ve been. That just helped balance out the scales enough for me to even consider this.” He leered over the two ex-heroines, who now looked more guilty than angry as they were just a few moments ago.   “So, although you used your heroics in order to satisfy your own sexual pleasure, I won’t deny that you’ve both done some good. That’s why I’m giving you an opportunity to earn a lesser punishment. A test, if you will.” A roguish grin slowly spread across the villain’s maw, causing Midnight and Mt Lady to eye him wearily. He gently pulled them to their feet, resting a hand on each of their shoulders. Despite the difference in their ages, it seemed as if he towered over them. “But this won’t be an ordinary test, oh no.” His hands slowly slithered down their backs… “And you’ll have to use your best tools:” …before both palms landed squarely on one of their buttcheeks each, giving them a firm squeeze. “Your bodies.”   . . .   “WHAT?!”   Both Midnight and Mt Lady were taken aback by the young man’s comment and violation. Midnight tried to knee him in the stomach in payback, but Deku just side-stepped away.   “W-What the hell?” the dominatrix demanded. “You must be got some major fucking screws lose if you think we’d do anything like that!”   “Yeah!” the blonde giantess agreed, her face flushed. “Especially after all that crap you just spewed about us, you pervert!” Deku merely shrugged at their words.   “I’m sorry, did you forget the part where I’m a villain?” he chided. “I don’t live by the same standards you heroes do.” His gaze suddenly turned dark and sinister. “I promise you, if I wanted, I could do a lot worse.”   Those words were enough to silence the ex-heroes. The two looked at each other, contemplating their situation. They both knew that if they tried to fight him, they would both lose. They had heard enough about his martial prowess and his quirk to know that he could easily win in a 2-on-1, especially considering they were both quirkless at the moment. Plus, it would be wise not to do anything that would piss him off more. Also, there was some small part in the back of their heads that found the whole scenario quite exciting. They had no idea where it came from.   With a silent agreement between them, they turned back to their captor.   “What do you have in mind?” Midnight asked, trying to sound confident. Izuku’s eyes immediately lit up with joy and excitement.   “For your test, we’re going to play a game,” he stated matter-of-factly. “The rules are simple: make the other person cum before you do. If you win, you get to go free. If I win…” his sinister smile returned. “Well, let’s just say we’ll be having a lot more fun together.”   Now, if this was any other crook or villain, the two ladies would have found any way to beat the guy’s ass for even trying something like this. But ever since they arrived at Deku’s bedroom, their thoughts and judgement had been getting hazy. Looking at the fine young man in front of them, with his shining green eyes, his tall, broad body, his handsome sharp yet young features, and his form-fitting outfit that seemed to stretch out due to his muscles, the idea of having sex with such a man, in comparison to the other types of crime lords, didn’t sound that terrible.   Besides, they were Midnight and Mt Lady, for Christ’s sake! Top contenders of the ‘Sexiest Heroes Contest’ multiple years in a row! They practically oozed sex appeal. Any challenge involving eroticism was theirs to win. This guy had no idea what he was up against.   The two women made eye contact out of the corner of their eyes. Then, with a small nod, they agreed.   “Okay, big boy,” said Midnight in her most sultry tone. “Why don’t you take off these bindings and then we can have some fun?” Izuku was happy to agree and, as he reached for the cloths tying their wrists behind their backs, he activated Dark Energy. Both ex-heroes felt a sort of intense heat behind them as their bindings were burnt off. It was obvious what the message was: he was the one with all the power, so don’t try anything.   “Yowch! That stings,” muttered Mt Lady, rubbing her wrists.   “C’mon, we’ve got work to do,” whispered Midnight to the blonde, as Izuku took a few steps back, staring at them expectantly. “The sooner he cums, the sooner we go. So just follow my lead.” Like a switch, Midnight changed into her element.   “So, handsome, you want to play?” she asked, winking at him. She cocked her hip out and puffed out her chest, making sure he got a good look at her massive mammaries that stretched tightly against the white material of her costume. Slowly, she strutted towards him, making sure to give her hips ample sway with each step. Mt Lady was quick to follow, putting a finger to her lips and trying her best to look innocent, but also giving her best ‘bedroom’ eyes. “Hey Yu, do you think he’ll be able to handle the two of us all by himself?”   “I don’t know, Nemuri,” Mt Lady replied. The two began to circle the villain like a shark circling their kill. They would slowly caress their hands over his chest, shoulders and back. Even under all that clothing, they could feel the strong muscles underneath. Now usually the blonde hated acting like this, but for now it seemed she was actually enjoying it. “Probably. He does seem like the type who knows how to handle sexy, luscious, lustful women like ourselves.”   “Then there’s only one way to find out.”   Slowly, the two women began undressing him, starting with his black vest, and then his tie, all the while maintaining their seductive act. All the while Deku just stood there. If they wanted to believe they were in control of the situation, he would let them. It made it all the more fun when he shattered that illusion.   Next, they started unbuttoning his shirt. Both ladies tried to hide their blushes as his bare torso came into sight, displaying his firm, chiselled chest and abs that seemed to shine in the light. Not to mention the scars all over his chest and arms, both big and small; gained from training, clashing with heroes and villains, and sometimes fighting for his life. After the garment was chucked into some corner of the room, he gave his arm muscles are small flex and stretch, which only seemed to increase the ex-heroines’ excitement, much to their embarrassment. Mt Lady didn’t even notice when her thighs started to grind against each other.   “Like what you see?” asked the villain. As much as they hated to admit it, the pair couldn’t help but feel a sense of arousal as their eyes roamed the man’s fit torso. Lean but not overly muscular. Toned with strong arms and a firm set of abs that any woman would drool over. He was like if a statue of a Greek demigod come to life. Midnight and Mt Lady couldn’t tear their eyes away. Their new jobs as vigilantes meant they never had any time for late night hook-ups. The two of them hadn’t gotten laid in months, so the sight of such an alluring figure definitely helped heat build up in their loins.   Shaking out of their stupor, the ex-heroines quickly tried to reclaim their dominance in this little game. Mt Lady wrapped her arms around his torso from behind, giving Deku the pleasure of feeling her large breasts pancake against his back like two soft pillows.   “Well aren’t you a stud,” she purred into his ear, as her hands starting to roam all over his chest, feeling out how solid his core was. Traitorously, part of her was beginning to believe that this night wouldn’t be 100% terrible and, just maybe, it could be fun.   “You’re right, Yu,” agreed Midnight, not so subtly checking the younger man out. It was all just to maintain the act, she kept telling herself. There was no way she actually found the young guy sexually appetising, no matter what the voice at the back of her head kept saying. “But if he really wants to make us happy…” she trailed on, staring intensely at the villain. A fit body was one thing, but with any luck, it could just be due to him compensating. “He’s going to have to bring out his little friend.” She reached forward and grabbed hold of his crotch. But there was something off about what she was feeling, so she grabbed lower.   And grabbed lower…   And grabbed lower…   ‘No fucking way!’   Instantly, the raven-haired woman dropped the façade as she was trying to come to terms at just what she was feeling. ‘There was just no way a brat like him could have such a-’   “Trust me, Midnight,” said brat smirked as he saw the heroine freeze and her eyes widened in shock. “My friend’s not that little.”   Wanting to find out if what she felt was true, Midnight didn’t hesitate and pushed the man onto the edge of the bed.   “So forward,” he joked. Quickly, Midnight got on her knees in front of him and went straight for his waist, trying to unbuckle his belt. Mt Lady noticed her friend’s sudden change in demeanour and moved to kneel next to her.   ‘What’s going on?’ she wondered as the other woman reached to yank down Deku’s pants and underwear. ‘Is she speeding up to just get this over wi-‘   Fwump!   Any thoughts running through either heroine’s head immediately disappeared as Izuku’s cock pretty much leapt out of its confines, slapping Midnight lightly under her chin. Their eyes widened with a mixture of fear and awe as they tried comprehending the thing in front of them.   “That’s-That’s unfair,” moaned the blonde as she ran her purple eyes along the massive shaft. She swallowed, now much more nervous than before. Even though both ladies had had plenty of partners in the past, this was definitely the biggest either had come across. If they thought this task was going to be theirs for the win, they knew they were sorely mistaken, now regretting ever agreeing to go up against this… this… beast!   Goddamnit! Why didn’t Midnight listen to Aizawa when he told her to be careful when she decided to start this vigilante stuff?!   Even just the smell that was coming off of it was causing their legs to quiver slightly and their mouths to water.   Izuku, meanwhile, was loving the sight of the two ex-heroines in shock. He always felt pride whenever he got that reaction from a woman, and even more so now that it was from these two cock-teases in spandex.   “Huh, and here I thought you of all people would have more experience seeing a man’s dick. Now I can see where Momo got it from.”   His condescending remark and mention of her former student were enough to knock Midnight from her shock. She reached forward and tried wrapping a hand around his hot girth, but found that she couldn’t even make it all the way. She sent him another death glare and tried squeezing down harder on his cock, but if he was in any sort of discomfort, Deku didn’t show it. Taking the plunge, Midnight leaned forward and plunged her mouth down around the head of his beast.   Already, she started to realise how much of a challenge it would be as her mouth was stuffed with fat cock, spreading her mouth open as wide as she could to accommodate. As her tongue ran along the head, she started to slowly suck and slurp the top. Soon she began to slowly bob her head up and down his massive length, all the while wrapping her tongue around the base with difficulty, struggling not to choke on the girth. She made sure to employ every technique she knew about giving a blowjob in order to satisfy the man in front of her and get him to come, but she was surprised to see that he looked perfectly calm as she worked him. She reached lower, feeling him start to poke at the back of her throat. In the meantime, she found herself getting into trouble as her mind started to haze slightly at the musky taste, a small part of her starting to enjoy it.   Mt Lady lowered herself beside Midnight and started to lick and suck at the side of his shaft that the other woman wasn’t able to swallow. The blonde couldn’t wrap her entire mouth around the base, so she began to move up and down the shaft. One gloved hand moved downward to cup one of his heavy, firm balls, massaging it slightly.   Not seeing an obvious reaction, both girls increased their efforts, slurping and moaning obscenely, sending pleasurable vibrations through him. Soon, his dick was coated in a mixture of the two heroines’ saliva. Any ordinary man would have had a mind-blowing orgasm very soon into the combined work of two of the sexiest heroines ever, as they had both sucked a lot of dicks before, but Izuku was no ordinary man. He was quickly proving to be a bigger, harder challenge than any they’d encountered before. What’s more, he didn’t make any sounds as they degraded themselves, making them more frustrated. They responded by working on his knob even harder, despite the shame and humiliation they were both feeling as they effectively whoring out to the man they hated. All they got for their efforts was a small trail of precum, which a traitorous part of Midnight’s head found the salty, savoury taste to be slightly intoxicating.   Meanwhile, Deku was having the time of his life. It turns out there was something better than a sexy heroine sucking on your dick: two heroines fervently sucking your dick! As he leaned back, it might look as if he wasn’t getting much satisfaction, but internally he was in nirvana. It was an amazingly pleasurable experience at the two hot mouths that were wrapped around his dick. While they were effectively worshipping his thick rod, he was using a meditation technique that Stain had taught him in order to stifle any moans he might release and decrease the pleasure he was feeling. He couldn’t let them think that they were winning. It was also how he was able to not grab one of them by the head and throat-fuck them right there!   But he also wasn’t going to lose.   “Alright, ladies,” he said, pulling back despite his body demanding he continue. “That was a fun appetiser but now it’s time for the main course.” He eyed them intensely. “But first things first…”   “Strip.”   Now at any other time, both ex-heroines would have taken the languid nature of their enemy, lying back all defenceless, as an opportunity to find a way to subdue him or run away and escape or anything else in order to not have to continue this perverse, degrading game. But any thoughts of resistance were gagged by a fog as another voice told them that they had agreed to this and, at least for the sake of their pride, they should continue. What’s more, as they stared at the soggy, throbbing meat pillar in front of them, both women felt an ache in their loins that demanded they continue.   And so, they obeyed the villain’s command and swiftly began peeling off their tight costumes.   After they had stripped themselves almost bare and stood naked before him, their last line of modesty removed, Midoriya took the time to get a good look at the two and, by God, was it fantastic! No amount of fantasising could do justice to the sight of two of the sexiest ex-heroines alive naked in the flesh.   They each had similar bodies that made them mouth-watering to most men. They each had a massive pair of breasts jutting out from their chests, toned stomachs and curvy hourglass figures that emphasised their fit features, wide hips that couldn’t hide their big, round asses that turned eyes whenever they walked by and, finally, long luscious legs that Izuku wanted wrapped around his waist. God, just the sight of them made his dick throb painfully. But they also had their differences that made the ravenette and blonde more tantalising in their own way.   Mt Lady’s paler skin was complemented with smaller pink nipples capping off her breasts whereas Midnight’s were slightly larger and much more red. And while both had titties that no man would be able to fully cup in their hands, Midnight’s light tan ones looked as if they could engulf a person’s entire head! And even though the older heroine’s were firmer, the blonde’s boobs had a tendency to jiggle whereas hers always bounced with each step. The Rated-R hero was also much more confident than her partner was with the fact that they were exposed naked in front of their enemy, standing confidently while the other tried to cover her pussy and nipples with her arm, not wanting him to see how hard they were.   But their bottom halves were a different story. Both had thick bubble butts, but Mt Lady had a larger pair of cheeks that were more heart-shaped. In fact, despite both having toned bodies, the giantess had a slight layer of fat that kept her body looking supple, especially her thighs and ass, which made Izuku just want to sink his fingers into and slap and watch ripple. He also relished in the fact that both of their bare pussies seemed to be covered slightly in their own juices. Looks like they were getting more out of sucking his cock than he thought.   He held up a hand as they began to move to take off their masks. “Keep them on,” he commanded. Sure enough, the two did as he said, a tiny bit grateful for the small mercy of being able to at least have some part of their costumes remaining, despite how little they covered.   Midoriya was still a hero fanboy at heart and was more interested in bedding two heroines, despite recent circumstances, so the masks were imperative to maintain their personas. He would have all the time in the future to ‘play’ with Nemuri Kayama and Yu Takeyama, but tonight he was going to fuck Midnight and Mt Lady!   “Well then, ladies,” he grinned devilishly, complementing the fire in his eyes as he gazed over their naked bodies, “let’s get serious.”   With that, Deku lay back with his legs still off the edge of the bed, making it clear that he expected them to make the first move.   “Okay, Yu, here’s the plan,” Midnight whispered to her friend. “We take turns riding him, never giving him control. If it looks like one of us is close to losing it, we quickly rotate. We never give him the advantage. We don’t stop until he shoots his load and then we’re home free.”   But Mt Lady was only half-listening to her, as her gaze was fixed solely on the massive rod that was standing tall and proud out of the man’s lap like a lighthouse. She knew that she had never fucked a guy with a cock that big before (Heck, she wasn’t even sure if it would even fit!) and, even if they took turns, her belief that she’d be making it out of here free had been diminishing since their little game began. In fact, she knew that a small part of her wanted her to lose, much to her shame.   No, if she was going to walk out of here a free woman, she had to do something else.   “I’ve got a better idea,” the blonde said, making her way behind her partner in crime. She just hoped Nemuri would forgive her someday. “I’ll make him cum after YOU wear him down!”   “Whaaa?!”   Midnight let out a yelp as the giantess forcefully shoved her forwards, causing her to tumble straight towards the bed.   And straight into Deku’s lap.   Instantly, his arms snaked around her narrow waist, holding her tight in his strong arms.   “Someone’s a little eager,” Midoriya chuckled, squeezing her tightly against him, relishing in the feeling of her soft curves pressing into his body. “Seems your partner’s giving you the pleasure of the first round.”   “Yu, you bitch!” the trapped woman yelled at her partner, turning around to glare at the blonde who had the decency to look away, ashamed. She tried to wriggle out of his grip, but he proved to be too strong for that.   “Don’t worry, Midnight. She’ll get her turn. But for now…” Izuku quickly flipped them around. He grabbed her wrists in one hand and hoisted them above her head, leaving her body completely unobstructed to his gaze. She again tried to wriggle an escape, but all this did was cause her big tits to jiggle, much to the man’s pleasure. He leaned down next to her head and whispered huskily into her ear, “…let’s focus on you.”   Deku used his knees to separate the dominatrix’s legs, exposing her wet folds. Slowly, he started to rub his shaft against her slit. At the same time, one hand made its way up her waist and grabbed hold of her boob, his fingers digging deep into the pillowy flesh and giving it a firm squeeze. Both of these attacks on her body made Midnight bite down on her bottom lip, trying to stifle any moans from escaping.   “Don’t be afraid of being honest,” he whispered, moving his mouth downwards, biting and licking her neck. Upping the tempo, he increased the speed of his grinding and him fondling her breast, moving between squeezing it and jiggling it in his palm.   God, he loved that he couldn’t fit it in his hand!   Midnight, meanwhile, was trying her hardest not to give in to her own pleasure. Every touch was like fire, and her body demanded more, but still enjoyed that she couldn’t have it just yet. The feeling of his massive cock rubbing against her pussy was sending waves of sensual bliss coursing through her body. Just the feeling of its weight was driving her crazy. It wasn’t supposed to be like this. She was usually one who teased and controlled the situation. If this continued, she knew she wasn’t going to last long. And the voice telling her to give in was getting louder with every second.   “Ju-Just get it over w-with!” she moaned. This caused the man above her to stop, earning him a groan from his victim, unconsciously disappointed at the loss of stimulus. As soon as she realised what she had done, Midnight turned a darker shade of red, looking away in embarrassment as Deku smirked.   “Oh, I’m sorry, Midnight. I didn’t quite catch that. Speak up a little.”   “Fu-fuck me…”   *SMACK*   “AAH!” Midnight gave out a cry of pain as Deku’s palm made contact with the side of one of her big tits, causing both of her twins to bounce around wildly.   “Come now, you can do better than that.” Below her, she could see his hard member, hanging so tantalisingly over her cunt, but just out of reach. So achingly close.   The ravenette growled as she realised what he was doing. He had made her strip, groped her, humiliate herself by making her suck his dick, teased her, and was now trying to make her degrade herself even further by denying her what she wanted.   Oh God, did that turn her on!!!   “Fuck me, you big-dicked bastard!” She yelled.   “Glady.”   Izuku wasted no time, swiftly impaling the ex-heroine on his cock.   “FUCK!” she screamed. No matter how hard she tried, how hard she got herself ready for it mentally, nothing could prepare her for being penetrated. The feeling of his girth spreading her pussy walls as far as they could go, squeezing down on it hard. She was surprised she didn’t find herself cumming just from that.   “Aw, don’t give up now. I’m only two-thirds in.” the man tsk-ed, looking at her with mocking pity   “What?!” How was that possible? Already, she felt as if he had filled her up completely.   She looked down and, sure enough, saw that his cock wasn’t fully engulfed inside her.   “Get ready, Midnight.” And with that, Deku gave another mighty ram into her snatch, causing the older woman to give another howl in pain and pleasure as she felt him reach deep inside her, her head thrown back and her back arching into his chest. She could feel the head bumping against her womb entrance.   ‘Don’t cum, don’t cum, don’t cum!’ she begged in her mind, willing her hardest for her body not to give in. It was only by some miracle that she was able to push down the orgasm she could feel being built up from overflowing.   Mercifully, Deku stopped moving, keeping himself sheathed inside of her wet folds and allowing her to regain her composure.   “God, how are you this tight?” smirked Deku. Even though she was older than him and no doubt fucked many men, the sheer size of him made her velvety walls feel as if it was clamping down hard on his cock. “What’s wrong, Midnight? I thought the Rated-R heroine would be able to handle big dicks, but you’re acting like an amateur.”   “Fu-Fuck you!” she panted underneath him. She hated to admit it, but she was struggling. She may have slept with a lot of men, but none of it could have prepared her for the magnitude of this villain’s cock.   “Oh no, Midnight,” Midoriya stared at her with a dark, malicious gleam in his eyes. “I’m going to fuck you.”   And fuck her he did. Midoriya didn’t give her enough time to even fully adjust to his size yet as he pulled back and slammed his hips down into hers! He began to piston his hips and jackhammer her insides with absolutely no restraint.   Thwap!-Thwap!-Thwap!   The sound of flesh slapping together and his sack whacking against Midnight’s ass filled the room as he fucked her raw. One hand grabbed her leg and spread them apart further, giving him further access to reach deeper inside her. In such a dominant position, he had no problem going all out.   “Oh fuuuuuck~” Midnight cried out in bliss as she got rammed further into the mattress. The powerful thrusts were sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. He was stretching her wide and rubbed her insides in a way she didn’t even know was possible.   Midnight’s massive mammaries bounced and jiggled with every powerful thrust, causing them to run up and down his chest. It didn’t help that every rub against her G-spot made her arch her back further into him.   “You like that, don’t you, slut,” Izuku whispered without ever slowing down. He let go of her wrists in order to snake his hand down and grab one of her soft pillows that was jumping in front of his eyes so tantalisingly. The woman below him used this new freedom to wrap her arms around the man’s broad shoulders, her nails digging into his back, just to be able to stabilise herself.   Midnight didn’t want to him to know it, but she was currently in heaven. With every plunge into her, she could feel her mind slowly fall into a miasma as she felt lost in the pleasure. This shouldn’t have been happening! She was always the one who dominated, but here, now, she could do nothing as she was forcefully pounded in the mattress. And she was loving it!   ‘He’s just – ahh – a fucking… brat!’ Midnight gave out a loud, lewd moan. ‘How is he – oh fuck! – this good?’   Izuku looked down at the woman he was ravaging. At how the once-proud heroine had been reduced to a moaning, helpless fuck toy, tears appearing in her eyes as she cried out in bliss as her pussy was battered, the lewd sounds of their sweaty bodies slapping against one another echoing off the walls. He could feel her walls clamp down harder against his cock, but also felt close to the edge, so he knew he had to finish this soon.   He shoved his head down into the depths of her huge milkers, feeling their pillowy softness engulf and rub against his head. He did not hesitate to start attacking them with his mouth, wrapping his lips against one of her ruby nipples, biting and sucking it while his other hand abused its twin. Truly, he was living every man’s dream.   “God, Midnight, how did – mnh – your tits get so big?” he chuckled, giving one a firm smack. It seemed as if the ravenette couldn’t even hear him, even wrapping her legs around his waist. He used the closeness to plough balls-deep into her even faster than before.   THWAP!-THWAP!-THWAP!   His pumping, biting, sucking, slapping, twisting, juggling, squeezing; all of it was too much, overwhelming her senses, meaning all she could do was moan, mewl, gasp, yell!   In the end, it was even too much for even Midnight.   “OOOOOH FUUUUUUUCK!!!~❤️~”   With one more powerful thrust smashing against her womb, the huge orgasm that had been building up inside the heroine and had been fighting so desperately to hold back was released. Her pussy walls clamped down hard on his throbbing cock as her fluids came rushing out. Her legs flailed in the air uselessly as her back curved, throwing her head back in ecstasy. After what felt like a minute of cumming, she fell back into an exhausted heap, panting heavily with a blissed-out look on her face. God, she doesn’t think she has ever came this hard in her life!   And she didn’t even seem to notice that she lost.   Slowly, Deku pulled out of her wet snatch, his body struggling from separating from such a sexy body, and kneeled over her. From how heavily she came and how tightly she pressed down on him, he was surprised he didn’t end up ejaculating in her.   As he gazed over her, he couldn’t help but admire his handiwork. Her flushed, panting face with a tired smile; her blue eyes dazed over in pleasure as they looked at nothing in particular; sweat coating her body, giving her a small layer of sheen; her boobs were coated in sweat and red marks; her snatch was red from abuse with her pussy juices coating her thighs and staining the bedsheets under her.   Overall, she was a great lay.   “You put up a good fight, Midnight,” he said, breathing heavily, watching in surprise as she somehow gathered the energy to roll over once to the other side of bed onto her stomach, her juicy ass sticking out at him. Izuku couldn’t resist the temptation and brought his hand down on her behind, watching it ripple and causing the woman to mewl. “But not good enough.”   He reached over to the nightstand to grab a bottle of water, drinking it quickly to help cool him down and lower his heartrate. But he couldn’t rest just yet. No, there was still one more thing to take care of.   His green eyes left the exhausted dominatrix, turning his head around to the only other person in the room, standing there motionlessly.   For the entire duration of their fuckfest, all Mt Lady could do was stare as her partner was ploughed and rammed with such intensity, it was almost captivating. She could only watch as her friend slowly and helplessly gave into the pleasure, seeing how she was able to take all of the villain’s big, fat cock slamming into her again and again and again with so much force, the entire giant bed shook. Unconsciously, she found the whole thing exciting, her insides slowly becoming wetter as she imagined what it would be like if she was in that position.   And now his lustful, predatory gaze was turned on her.   “You know, Midnight was right,” he snarked. “Throwing her under the bus in order to save yourself. You really are a bitch.” He gave out a dark chuckle. “Not that it did you any good. So then, hero…”   “What now?”   Right now, Mt Lady began to realise that, by screwing over Midnight, she may have screwed herself in the process. She may have thought that sacrificing the other woman would wear him down for her, but judging by how his emerald eyes still burned intensely at her and, even from behind, she could see he was still raring to go. It seems she was stuck in a very, very tight spot.   But, unknown to the verdanette and luckily for her, she still had one trick up her sleeve. It should be enough for even him.   Gulping down a bit of her fear, the busty blonde strode over to the bed. Not being subtle at all, she forcefully pushed the man around and up the bed so that his back was resting on the pillows. Slowly, she got onto her hands and knees and began to crawl over him, failing to mask a heavy breath in as she felt his swollen cockhead scrape against her tits, stomach and sex, until she was sitting directly on his strong core.   “You think I’m going to fall as easily as she did, you asshole?” glaring at the man beneath her as she felt her heartrate increase, a smile of both nervousness and excitement adorning her face. “We’ll see about that.”   Mt Lady moved her body backwards until she felt his rod behind her. She then pushed her ass out against it, until it rested comfortably cushioned, almost engulfed, between her two soft warm cheeks. She tightened her buttocks around his shaft and began to rub it up and down. “Prepare for the best moment of your sad, villainous life.”   “Improvised Sexual Move: Magnitude 9 Ass-quake!!!”   With that, Mt Lady began to speedily twerk her ass up and down his pole while still keeping it clenched firmly between. Every time she made her cheeks clap against his girth, she could feel it twitch and radiate heat. God, it was like a bar of hot iron! Considering how lubed up his cock was from both Midnight’s juices and their combined spit, she found it easier to pump her hips up and down. She had been wanting to experiment with this technique for a while now, but all her previous partners had always been too small. Now that she actually found someone who could withstand it, she was actually finding the experience to be massively stimulating.   Her pussy rubbing against his hard, lower abs certainly didn’t help things either.   “You like that – ahh – don’t you, you – ohh – bastard?” she tried to say coyly, failing to hide her moans. She began to roll her butt in a circular motion, the sound of her smacking against his pelvis sending heavy smacking noises that sent vibrations coursing through her body.   “I was definitely – mnh – right about you,” he said, struggling to suppress his own grunts of pleasure. He ran his hands up her soft thighs, before bringing a hand down hard on one of her milky cheeks, causing her to release an ‘eep!’ “Tell me, do you shake your ass for every man like a slut or – ahh – I am just special?”   “Grrr, shut up! I’m not just a – ahha! – blonde bimbo. I’m Mt – fuck – Lady!” On that triumphant declaration, she leaned down from her waist onto him in order to give herself a better position, but also caused her tits to brush up against Deku’s pecs. Despite the volume of her cleavage pressing down on him, he could feel how hard her nipples were.   Mt Lady began to grind harder against it, clenching it tighter while also wiggling side to side. As she increased the intensity of her movements, she felt her heartrate increase as well, the adrenaline causing her brain to demand she keep going, to go faster. She had no idea why but the feeling of the stud’s long dick wrapped between her two soft mounds, the wonderful warmth it gave off through the friction, the sultry sounds of flesh slapping together as well as the musky scent of their sweat filling the room, all of it was turning her on! She smashed and pounded her ass against his pelvis, moving her hips with all her might, moaning as she rolled, twisted, and swirled against Midoriya’s cock. And as she felt it throb between her cheeks, she was determined to win their little competition by giving him the best assjob of his life!   Beneath her, Midoriya realised that he was in a bit of trouble. He underestimated his opponent, not knowing just how skilled the busty blonde was at using her fat ass other than for photoshoots. He had to stop himself from being completely lost in the heavenly sensation of her two round cheeks squeezing around his Deku. He couldn’t believe just how her flesh could be so soft and supple, but at the same time clamp down so firmly. As she leaned over onto him, he could see as it bounced and jiggled up and down, almost hypnotically. It also didn’t help that each movement sent vibrations through her body that caused her breasts to rub harder against him. And he could even feel her get wetter as she inadvertently grinded her sex onto him.   clapclapclapClapCLAP!   It was only once he began to feel himself begin to throb painfully and his balls churn as well as realise he was unconsciously thrusting his hips up and down in sync with hers, hotdogging her delicious rump, did he realise just how close he actually was. No, there was no way he was going to lose!   Summoning up all of his willpower, despite his body crying out to keep on going, he grabbed the giantess’s shoulders and forcefully shoved her backwards, causing her to almost fall of the bed with a yelp.   “You… think you’re… clever, huh?” he panted heavily, trying to catch your breath. “I’ll admit… you’re very good. But we’re not done yet.” He loved that she didn’t entirely shrink under his hungry gaze.   Internally, Mt Lady was cursing herself for not getting him to cum. She was so close; she could feel it. But at the same time, she couldn’t help but think entirely clearly. No matter, she hadn’t lost yet. All she had to do was fuck him and then she’d make him explode. Yeah, that was it! She just needed his fat, firm cock inside her. And considering how good it felt between her cheeks, maybe it won’t be all that bad. Nemuri seemed to have had a good time.   “Bring it on… asshole.” She gasped, also feeling tired from her intense twerkout. “Whatever you… give I can take… easily. So try your… best, you son… of a bitch.”   That seemed to hit a nerve, as Izuku felt his entire body go tense at that. He may not have seen her for almost 6 years, but no, and he meant NO ONE, insulted his mother!   “Don’t worry,” he almost snarled as he got off the bed and strode behind her, his gaze once again raptorial, sending shivers down her spine. “I will.”   Like a viper, Deku struck out to the woman and pulled her off the bed. Before she even realised what was happening, she found that her back was pushing against his chest as he lifted her knees up to her torso, hanging her up in the air, leaving her legs flailing and her pussy widely exposed. He then slid his arms behind her until her legs were supported in the crux of his elbows as his hands slid behind her head, clasping together.   Mt Lady couldn’t help but gulp nervously at their position.   Slowly, he began to rub his erection against her folds, teasing her as he lubed up with her juices, causing the blonde to groan in dissatisfaction. She was totally ready to take his cock into her pussy; this teasing was completely unnecessary!   Carefully, he lifted her up higher making her bite her lip in anticipation of the drop. She was going to show him that, even in this embarrassing position, she was still enduring enough to withstand any fu-wait, what was he doing?!   Instead of feeling his bulbous head by her aching nether lips, she felt it slide past below her and begin prodding at her rear entrance.   “I hope you’re as ready as you say you are,” he whispered lustfully in her ear, before lifting her a little higher…   “H-Hold on a minute, Deku; maybe instead of t-that we could-AHHHHH!!”   …and plunging her straight down on his spear!   Mt Lady’s screams echoed throughout the entire room. Izuku moaned at the unbelievable tightness. It was too tight to shove the entire thing in one go, so he had to force to take inch after inch of his cock, until it was completely sheathed inside her.   “My ass! You’re splitting me in two!” The pain of having Izuku’s thick cock shoved inside her was mind-numbing. “Ohhhh fuuuuuuckkkkkk…,” she slurred, her eyes seeing spots. Despite flaunting it off all the time, the blonde had never experienced anal before, and so it felt as if someone was shoving an entire arm into her butt.   After getting her down to his base, Izuku stopped to appreciate the feeling of her tight ass squeezing down on him. It was easily the tightest thing he had ever experienced in his life. And it was amazing.   “Oh God, your ass is definitely your best quality, Mt Lady,” he groaned. After it seemed that the pain had finally subsided, he leaned in closer to her ear, “Let’s see you take this.”   Izuku lifted her back up, causing her to gasp at the sudden feeling of emptiness, before slamming her back down, all the way, making her moan again as her butt effectively sucked him back in. But this time, he didn’t stop as he began to quickly bounce her up and down. The giantess’s milky behind made an audible clap each time it slapped against Deku’s hips as he began to move faster and faster, thrusting up to meet her. The pain of having her bum ripped open started to fade, turning into senseless pleasure as his balls slapped against her pussy.   Izuku couldn’t begin to describe how good it felt to be balls deep inside the ex-heroine. She was clenching down on his dick as it scraped and slid against her inner walls so hard that he thought she might be trying to snap it off. Every thrust seemed to loosen her up a little more, making it easier to bounce her. And from the sultry sounds that were coming out of the woman, it seemed she might be enjoying it more than he thought. God, how he wishes he could see her expression!   Actually…   Midoriya slowly began making his way over to the large full-body mirror, never once stopping her ass from bouncing into his crotch. Once they made it over, he was finally able to appreciate the view.   “You enjoying this aren’t you, you slut?” With all the pleasure as her body adapted to this new experience, Mt Lady wasn’t able to focus on anything else but to get through the fucking. But what she saw in the mirror shocked even her:   She saw herself, but not in a way she’d ever seen before. Her face was flushed red as her purple eyes looked upwards, small tears appearing in her ducts. Her tongue lolled out of her mouth, loud moans and squeals escaping. She was being fucked so hard that her massive melons were bouncing and almost smashing against her face. She could see as her ass swallowed his dick up greedily, inch after veiny inch again and again and again.   But whatever sort of pride or dignity she thought she had as a hero was instantly lost as she couldn’t deny the massive smile of bliss plastered on her reflection’s face as she was mercilessly railed. With that, the façade shattered.   “My ass! It’s – ohhh – it’s on fire!”   “Do you like it?”   “I love it! I love your – oh fuck – cock in my ass!” It was better than any sex she had ever had before. Izuku slammed a spot that made her see stars. “Right there! Fuck me – ahh – right there!” He was only too happy to indulge her as he tore up her anus, sending wave after pleasurable wave coursing through her body. The erotic sound of their cries of passion and flesh slapping together was all they heard as the two lost themselves to the pleasure. It was too great that she thought she was going to explode with ecstasy.   THWAP! - THWAP! - THWAP!   If her fat creamy ass was there to cushion the impact, Mt Lady was sure that there hips would break, slamming into each other like that. She couldn’t think of anything else. All she could focus on was the amazing feeling of the cock inside. She would do anything as long as this stud would promise to keep fucking her like this again. She wouldn’t mind being his personal fucktoy if it meant more nights like this. And as she felt how deep inside her he rammed, deep enough that it felt like he was touching her stomach, she couldn’t hold back the massive wave that had been building up all night.   “Cum! I’m gonna cum!” she threw head back and cried out loudly, her eyes rolling into the back of her skull. “fuckfuckfuckFUCKFUUUUCK!~❤️~” Her howls filled the room as she finally climaxed, her legs spreading wide as her love juices flooded out of her, spraying with such force that it even splashed against the mirror.   Izuku, relishing in making the woman cum, couldn’t hold back anymore as he felt her muscles clench down on him hard, as if it were trying to milk him. He could feel his penis swell up, pulsing and twitching wildly inside her, aching to release. With a heavy grunt, he shoved her so that he was entirely engulfed inside her ass before letting loose, pumping the massive amount of semen deep inside her bowels. He saw the blonde happily mewl at the feeling of his thick hot cum flood her insides, making her go limp in his arms.   After standing there for minutes, cumming hard, he carried the woman over to the bed before lightly tossing her onto it. She lay there motionlessly as his thick baby batter started to leak out of her. The only signs that she was still conscious were her half-open eyes and the small happy whimpers she made.   She made a fine new addition to his collection.   “I guess it’s true what they say,” he said, taking it all in: the sight of her lying there, all exhausted from being ruthlessly pounded as she made blissful sounds was slowly making him hard again. “Younger women are better at sex than older ones.” And this got exactly the response he wanted.   Midnight, who despite not too long ago had been rendered blissed out of her mind from the fucking he gave her, instantly shot up, as if she just took a massive shot in caffeine.   “What?! There is no way she’s better than me!” Izuku could see that her eyes were no longer hazed, but were now clear with outrage at the man’s comment.   “Oh, I’m sorry, Midnight. I didn’t notice you there. Did you say something?”   “I said there’s no way that blonde bimbo is a better fuck. Everyone knows she can’t compare to me and my girls.” She grabbed her tits, holding them up and squeezing them together for emphasis.   Izuku put a hand to his chin, as if pondering the situation, while internally he was pleased at her renewed vigour.   “I don’t know, Midnight. Unlike you, she actually tried something, instead of just lying there like a doll. Everyone know that a feisty woman in bed is always more fun.”   “Feisty, huh?” Izuku could see her eyes take on a determined glean. With more energy than he thought she’d have, he found himself pulled onto the bed, lying on his back as the ravenette crawled on top of him, her breasts rubbing against his sweaty chest. “I’ll show you feisty.” Reaching back, she grabbed hold of his cock and aimed it straight at her wanting lips. “Let me show you why I earned the title: Rated-R hero!”   Without hesitation, Midnight pushed her hips down on the still-hard phallus slowly as she still had to get used to the size, a wanton groan escaping her lips as she felt him stretch her sensitive inner walls out. She hadn’t realised it but she had missed the feeling of fullness his cock gave her.   After sinking down to the base of his pelvis, Midnight began to ride up and down on his shaft furiously. Izuku didn’t know if she was trying to make up for her poor performance earlier or if she was becoming addicted to the feeling, but he didn’t really care as he began to thrust upwards as she went down, feeling his cock hammer against her cervix.   “Fuck, how is it this good?” the ravenette moaned. His large dick was sending spasms of sexual bliss coursing across her body as it rubbed against all her insides, massaging her inner cavern. Her pelvis slapping intensely against his was causing the bed under them to shake as their groans and pants filled the air alongside the sound of sweaty flesh slapping against one another.   “That’s because I’m not any ordinary man,” he smirked. Deku then wrapped one hand around the back of her neck while the other arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her in closer, allowing him to ram deeper into her and make her quicken the speed of her bouncing. His lower hand reached down as it began to paw at her meaty behind, before he gave it a hard SMACK, leaving a red handprint on her cheek.   “You’re not!” she cried at sudden feeling of pain, causing her to only bounce even faster. Her cerulean eyes made contact with his emerald ones, the fire and passion that glowed between them. Midnight, unable to help herself, crashed her lips against his, moaning against his lips. Izuku didn’t hesitate to reciprocate the gesture, shoving his tongue deep into her mouth. He quickly dominated the naked woman, their tongues intertwining as their saliva mixed. The feeling of such youthful ferocity and passion caused fireworks to go off inside the dominatrix’s brain.   “I’m cumming!~” she cried, clenching her fingers into the man’s verdant locks and biting down on her lower lip as her pussy  gushed and clenched down hard on his massive pillar. Izuku, not having to hold back anymore, released his heavy load deep inside her, the hot viscous semen filling her insides, painting them white.   Midnight began to slow down her humping as she rode out the pleasurable high. She didn’t want to pull out yet as she would lose the feeling of him inside her and that was the last thing she wa- Oh shit, she was addicted to this cock, wasn’t she? Oh well, it didn’t matter now. As long as she could get fucked this spectacularly again, she’d do anything for this young stud below her.   “Guess, I was… wrong, Midnight,” Izuku chuckled, noticing how her eyes lit up as he acknowledged her skill.   “I… told you… I’m better. In… every way…” she panted. She looked over to her blonde partner, who seemed to have recovered from her fervent ass-fucking. Suddenly, an idea popped into her brain. She sat up and twisted around until she was in a reverse-cowgirl position. She looked over her shoulder at her new master and gave him a cheeky wink.   “Let me show you,” she gave her hips a wiggle, making her fat cheeks quake slightly, “what a woman who really knows how to use her ass can do-AH!”   Before Midnight could show off just what a woman of her talent could do, she was tackled off of the villain, landing slightly roughly on the mattress. Looking up at her assailant, she saw the other woman, glaring down at her hotly.   “Oh no you don’t, bitch. You already had your turn. You and your flabby ass don’t get to go again straight away!” This comment irked the dominatrix. She may have found a new liking for being dominated, but only when it was Deku, not this traitor!   “It’s not my fault you couldn’t keep up, you blonde bimbo! If you can’t take it, leave it to someone better who can!”   “As if he prefers you, saggy tits!”   “Fat cow!”   “Whore!”   “Slut!”   Izuku grinned as he watched the two go at it. It was a new feeling for him: pride in seeing two sexy, naked women fighting over the right to get fucked by him. There was definitely something entrancing in the way that they pulled each other’s hair, how they grabbed and slapped at the other’s skin, how they yowled and shrieked in pain and anger, how their slick bodies helped them slide against each other and their boobs pancaked together as they rolled back and forth across the bed. He could watch it all day, but right now he was feeling a little left out.   Deku flicked an internal switch, changing from ‘Horny Young Man’-mode to ‘Boss’-mode.   “Stop it, both of you!”   With that authoritative demand, Midnight and Mt Lady halted their childish wrangle. The ravenette even got off of the blonde whom she had pinned down. They were both looking only at him.   “Now come here. On your hands and knees.”   Almost instantly, the two older women obeyed the younger man and crawled over to him. Izuku took his time to savour the sight in front of him:   Two women, once heroes who used to stand proudly up against villains, were on their hands and knees like a couple of hounds, wagging their rumps enticingly, waiting at their master’s heel. They were both looking at him with expectant eyes, anticipating his next move, both eager and willing to please the man in front of him as long as it meant he would pleasure them in turn. To think that they had fallen so far in a single night! The thought made Deku grin.   Oh yes, he was going to have fun tonight!   --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------   If being the leader of a massive villain organisation was tough, it was nothing compared to being the director of that exact same organisation, except now only much larger and as a bureaucrat.   Sure, he took immense pride in seeing his labours bear fruit, what with having control over the hero system and being virtually untouchable. But that didn’t mean it wasn’t a massive headache circumventing the channels of government, reading over department reports from his subordinates over recruitment, training and monitoring hero and vigilante activity. Not to mention having to come up with new strategies for larger operations, all while balancing good PR so that the populace continued to support them.   Deku sighed, leaning back in his large chair in his office, trying to alleviate the headache that came from reading Shigaraki’s report on activity in Kamino. The man had put in half-effort while writing it and it showed.   He closed the report and switched over to an open tab on Instagram. Most people would scold him for ignoring his duties for such trifling things, but he would argue back that photos posted online by ordinary people sometimes provided extra information that his agents might not be able to. For instance:   The image on his screen, posted a couple days ago, was of a couple sitting down at an outdoor café on a sunny day. The man had long scruffy hair messily wrapped up in a ponytail, tired eyes and an unkempt chin. A scar was noticeable under his right eye. But a small smile could be made out on his face. The person across from him looked like his complete opposite. Shoulder-length sea green hair, large eyes, and a massive smile adorned her face. It appeared as if she was laughing at something, most likely a joke she made. But what was most noticeable was the large baby bump she had. Izuku had to squint, but he could make out the ring on her left hand.   Izuku couldn’t help but smile. He would never admit it, but he had a soft spot for happy couples. And the fact that the infamously grouchy Eraserhead was finally being dragged out into the sunlight made him slightly happy for him. It was a good thing that Ms Joke, or Mrs Joke as she might soon need to be called, fell pregnant just before the League took over. Parenthood was a great incentive to maintain a stable job and not become a vigilante.   And speaking of parenthood…   Midoriya’s mind wandered back slightly to earlier that day. Toga had just messaged him to tell him that she had declined an invitation for a meeting. It sounded as if it was purely professional, but he knew it was just so his mother could see him. He hadn’t seen her in over 6 years, not even once he made himself public again. And every time Toga informed him of one of her calls, it made his heart hurt just a bit more.   He looked over to his desk calendar. Her birthday was coming up. He’ll visit her that night.   Deku was pulled out of his musings by soft ping of a new email. He clicked to open it.   Dear Mr Deku,   It is with great pleasure that I bring you this news. After weeks of searching, we’ve finally located that coterie of vigilantes that have been such a bother in our operations lately. Attached is an image which Skeptic had managed to capture through his satellites.   It is always a pleasure working for you.   Your faithful servant, Rikiya Yotsubashi (Re-Destro)   Smiling at the man’s loyalty, Izuku opened up the attachment. Before him was top-down image of a scenic mountain range, complete with a rocky cliff face and a wide forest. But what stood out from all of the natural beauty were the large machines and peculiar devices littering a clearing between the mountains and forest, being operated by a large group of people in a wide variety of outfits, either training with the tools or their own abilities. He recognised almost all of them. But in the centre of it all was a big wooden building. A building which Deku recognised.   Leaning back in his chair, Deku instantly started doing what he did best: strategizing. As he started pondering who to take, what equipment to use, if they should bring in any Nomu, his mind reminisced back to what could be considered his first major operation he was involved in, almost 5 years ago.   ‘I hope your claws and teeth are stingingly sharp, because we’re coming for you, Pussycats.’

Chapter 1 - Their First Time

The entire school was abuzz with life. The Vytal Festival was happening again after two years and it was to happen at Atlas Academy in Mantle this time around. Team RWBY and JNPR were once again chosen to go as the representatives of the school, along with other teams of course, such as CFVY and CRDL and a few others below their year.  It was the day prior to the teams leaving and people were getting ready to leave by packing their clothes, weapons, and accessories. However, one team was mostly done with that. JNPR was in the cafeteria eating a light lunch enjoying their own business. All of them had changed over the years, well at least aesthetically for some. Jaune had shorter hair and new armor that was both slimmer and sturdier than his original one. Nora had more pink on her clothes as it formed most of her new jacket, with light blue lapels and white center. Ren’s clothes were now tighter and had more armor on his right side that held a dagger as well. Pyrrha also had a change of clothes. She had let her hair grow out, so long that it went to her hips. It was also braided now. She had on a black crop top, sleeveless turtleneck shirt on. On her chest was more form-fitting cuirass with gold outlining that went around the chest and near the midriff. It consisted mostly of black metal but the center part was of silver. Coming from under that was a piece of cloth that hung freely that covered her midriff and went to between her thighs, which ended with a single metallic piece. On her arms were gloves that went all the way to her forearms with a gold bangle at each. Around each forearm were bronze vambraces. Hugging her hips were black jeans that showed off her legs well. Black and gold heels adorned her feet making her even taller. Completing the look were her iconic tiara and a now smaller choker. The team was enjoying their food, unlike their sister team who were still trying to pack, and were minding their own business. However, this was all going to change when someone approached their table and made themself known. It turned out that person was Cardin Winchester. He stood a little taller than when they’d first come here and much wider. His bulk had obviously grown, but instead of some roided out macho-man, the Huntsman with a bad reputation looked like a good specimen. His armor, worn even during casual times just in case someone challenged him to a fight, had gone from being barely acceptable over a black shirt and pants, to nearly full plate. Cardin’s colors hadn’t changed much, with the steel armor outlined in gold still, though the bird on his chest plate had a red outline to it now rather than being a belt on his waist.  Of all things, his hair had gotten longer and less constrained. It was almost as if he and Jaune had switched styles, with the blond going up and this muscular brunet flowing down. Gel still helped keep the hair in place. “Hello, losers,” Cardin greeted them. Even after two years, this guy was still an asshole. Nothing about that could change that much no matter how hard people tried. And that meant he still liked to antagonize other people in Beacon. “What do you want Cardin?” Jaune sighed shaking his head. Pyrrha just looked at him, while Ren didn’t even seem to notice he was there, and Nora, well, she just never liked this guy, so if he were to start anything, she would be breaking his legs! “For once I’m not here for you dumbass,” Cardin snorted before he turned to face someone else. Brown eyes land on Pyrrha as he grinned. “I have something for you.” “What would that be?” Pyrrha asked confused. Why would this bully have anything for her? He reached into his backpack placed a stack of paper that looked very formal. This had Jaune looking over her shoulder, as did Nora. Ren’s attention also saw this and he was intrigued. “It’s a contract that we had made a week ago. At that bar, don’t you remember?” The grin on his face grew as Pyrrha flipped through it, green eyes scanning the papers quickly. She flipped over some pages as she read it. “I don’t believe you, how can you have made a contract with her last week?” Nora demanded, hands on her hips. As she spoke, Pyrrha’s jaw dropped in surprise at what she read. “We did it last Friday, you were there too Valkyrie. Heck RWBY was there too.” Nora frowned as she tried to recall what happened that evening. “What happened last Friday?” Ren asked her. Jaune was unable to read the contract, not understanding legalese, so he decided to focus on the conversation first. Which left Pyrrha to read through the pages on her own. “Uh...we went with RWBY on a girls night, like we usually do,” Nora responded. “We went to a club and got so wasted. I actually don’t remember much. But I’m pretty sure we didn’t meet up with this guy.” “Oh you did,” Cardin replied. “We were drunk as fuck too but I got proof that we did meet up. Namely the fact that I had those papers and they are signed with her own handwriting.” “Please, those could be forged,” Jaune countered. “N-No,” Pyrrha stutters. “This is my writing. H-How can I agree to s-such a thing?” The redhead looked over to Cardin and frowned.  “Well, you were piss-drunk, as I was,” Cardin replied. “But during that day you made a bet with me and I just agreed to it.” “And you had these papers...why?” Ren asked this time. That was something odd to have on you after all. “You wouldn’t believe me but I’ve done this more than a couple of times over the last few years. Always have a contract after the first time.” The burly teen looked at Pyrrha who had started to reread the contract. “Pyrrha here isn’t the first, probably not the last either.” “That sounds so shady,” Jaune growled. “So that means you’ve taken advantage of drunk girls?” “No, no,” Cardin replied. “A lot of the girls I did this with were very much sober. Hell, I wasn’t sure that night happened until I saw the filled out contract. Of course, I had to go to my family’s lawyer and got it looked over. Everything is legit.” “And what exactly did she agree too?” Cardin just smiled and turned. “It’s best she fills you in in your room. I would rather not have her speak in public about this.” He casts one last look at Pyrrha before he walked away. As he left, Pyrrha stood and turned to her team. “We need Weiss for this,” she utters in desperation. An hour later, along with numerous revelations, both teams JNPR and RWBY were dumbfounded. Not only had Pyrrha agreed to the bet, but she was also sober during the moment. Yang had a recording of it going down and it showed that a drunk Cardin had approached the group of six girls and started taunting them. Pyrrha, being the one who wasn’t drunk, told them to leave but with more prodding, it showed that a haughty Pyrrha thought she could control the situation against a drunk Cardin. Hence why she signed the contract. Which in turn brought up what was on the contract itself. First, Cardin gets to have sex with Pyrrha for every victory of his during the Vytal Festival. The fights have to be overseen by a third party, usually a professor. This is so Cardin can’t just say he beat someone and there is proof as well as witnesses.  Second, if anyone from JNPR manages to beat him, the contract is over. However, this must go in accordance with the first part. There will be no outside interference from either party or their friends. If foul play is involved, the Winchester house will do an investigation.  Third, Cardin and Pyrrha cannot have sexual interactions with anyone else during this time. Given that Pyrrha is in a relationship, romantic stuff is fine but no groping, foreplay, etc.  Fourth, if at any time Pyrrha loses she is bound to the contract until the end of the Vytal Festival and must follow Cardin’s instructions. He cannot tell her to do anything that will inflict self-harm or something of a similar nature.  Lastly, Cardin had agreed to not let anyone else from his team or others touch Pyrrha if he has won time with her. To keep both of them safe and for her to keep her dignity. Addendum, Pyrrha wants to ensure Cardin uses a condom. Cardin agreed only if Pyrrha buys said condoms. Just one box though.  “Why didn’t any of you stop me!” Pyrrha whined as she looked at RWBY. “Sorry. I was fucking drunk,” Yang replied. “And I didn’t even look at my videos! I mean, when does anyone check their videos outside of Swiftgram!” “I don’t even remember that night,” Ruby blushed in embarrassment. Weiss grunted as she looked over the contract not finding much to get out of it. She did suggest to Pyrrha to send it to her own legal team to double-check. But given that it was only a few hours before they left, they won’t have time to get back to her as quickly as she needed. “I just remember waking up in my bed thankfully,” Blake replied. “I don’t like this one bit,” Jaune mumbled. “If Weiss can’t find any way out of this right now, we can’t do anything about it.” He was holding his girlfriend’s hand as they were going through this. “We’ll just have to hope he doesn’t win any matches during the tournament,” Ren stated. “If he doesn’t win he won’t have a chance to do anything with Pyrrha.” “That’s true! Besides, how good is team CRDL anyway?” Nora asked. “They’re actually the third-best in our year,” Pyrrha answered. “Brothers, I am so sorry.” “Hey, it’s not your fault. You were not thinking right!” Jaune told her. “However, we’ll do everything we can, you hear me.” Jaune and Pyrrha smile at one another. As long as they were with each other everything would be okay. The day came and went with the next day coming changes. All the teams got into different Bullheads on their way to Mantle where they would be competing in the tournament. JNPR and RWBY managed to share one vehicle, and thankfully CRDL was in another so they can avoid him for about a week due to travel time. Every time they made a pitstop, the group was sure to just not look in the bully’s direction, which didn’t seem to bother Cardin one bit. He was just acting like everything was normal. After a week of travel, the students all had arrived at Atlas where they were given a warm welcome and given their dorms. Everyone from Beacon was put in the same wing as one another to make it easier. They all had settled down and spent the first day wandering the halls. It was on the second day that they would be attending classes to keep up with their studies. That day started out like any other. Pyrrha had woken up, got ready for the day, had breakfast and went to class. All in all, nothing too weird or strenuous. That all changed during the combat class. Like Beacon, a single student or team was called down in order to have a spar in front of the others. Just like in the past Vytal Festival that was held at Beacon, even visiting schools had to participate. Again nothing was wrong and Pyrrha was just watching the competition to see what they would be up against. Several people went up already, even Yang had gone up. The final fight of that day was between Cardin and someone from Shade Academy. It was something rather boring to watch. They were both fighting with large weapons and were just smashing into each other. However, in the end, it was Cardin who won. Some people clapped but most didn’t care since the fight was rather dull. With that wrapping up, the class had ended. Pyrrha was about to leave with her team only to stop when she felt someone wrap a hand around her waist. “Hey there, good looking,” Cardin grinned. “Cardin!?” Jaune and Pyrrha shouted in surprise. “What are you doing here?” “I’m here for my prize.” The bully’s hand went down lower and groped Pyrrha’s ass through her skirt. Pyrrha flinched as the bully did that. “Now come on Pyrrha, let’s just do a quickie. I don’t have anything planned so I just want to do this.” “Wait! I thought it only happens when you get a victory during the Vytal Festival!” Nora glared. “Are you trying to cheat us here buster!?” “Me? Cheat? No,” he laughed. “You guys just don’t read the fine print. I get to fuck her during any victory I get during the Vytal Festival. Not just the tournament.” That was like a cold shower on everyone in the team. “Trust me. My family lawyer had to explain to me that several times. Like it flew over my head until he said it.” The big guy gave the champion another squeeze on her ass and grinned. Pyrrha shuffled in her spot and wanted to attack. What would happen if she did? Would he really sue her? How would they know what happened? She could get away with it can’t she? Before she can ponder more, Cardin dragged her away from her friends. “Where are you taking me?” Pyrrha demanded. He was holding her by the wrist and was oddly enough gentle. Pyrrha could hear her friend in the background as they followed them and people were pointing at the spectacle. Surely rounds of this will get to the tabloids! However, none of that mattered. Especially when they got to the wing that housed the Beacon contingent. He put his Scroll to the electronic lock and opened the door. Pyrrha was pushed in and the door locked. Thankfully, the rest of team CRDL was not in the room.  JNPR was pounding on the other side but they couldn’t get in. When Jaune’s Scroll vibrated, it came from Cardin and it said, “Remember the contract. I won’t hurt Nikos, not like I can.” Jaune growled but gave up banging on the door for now. They would try to find a way to get over this.  Back inside the room, Cardin looked at his prey. Pyrrha was standing there, glaring at him. “What are you going to do?” she asked. The redhead was getting ready to attack when she saw Cardin place his Scroll on a dresser, recording.  “Ah don’t worry about this little thing,” Cardin replied. “I’ll delete this after our moment. This is just to ensure you don’t attack me.” That made her pause in her attempt to attack him. “Now all I need from you today is simple.” “And what is that?” Pyrrha demanded as she clenched her fist. Cardin walked up and turned her around. Pushing her forward until she was bent at a ninety-degree angle onto one of the lower bunk beds in the dorm. “Just pull down your panties for me.” “B-But I don’t have a condom! I wasn’t prepared for this!” Pyrrha replied in worry.  “I still won my match. If you don’t let me in, at least for a few minutes, you’ll be in violation of the contract. That’s an automatic loss on your part. And that trumps the condom clause.” She turned her head to see him giving a vicious grin. “Or would you rather I use this hole instead?” Pyrrha winced a little as she felt the bully tease a part of her that Jaune never had considered. His finger was toying with her asshole and Pyrrha slapped his hand away. “F-Fine! But you’ll n-need to pull out okay!” Pyrrha insisted. It was either do this or be his for the rest of the festival. At most this can only happen a few times if he won, and then there’s the chance he’d lose and the whole thing would be called off. So to her own embarrassment and mortification, the redhead slowly pulled down her plain white panties. Cardin spanked her ass for a moment as he looked at it. “Damn, I’m jealous Jaune got to see this before me. Oh well, no time like the present!” And without any muss or fuss, he pushed his cock into her. Pyrrha gave a yelp only to notice something. She couldn’t put a finger on it and she lost focus as soon as Cardin began to pump into her. The champion gripped the sheets below her as Cardin fucked her pussy. It was hard, animalistic, and honestly, rather quick. Cardin wasn’t joking when he said he had no plan for that day. He just pounded needlessly into her for a few minutes before pulling out and cumming onto her ass. “Th-That was it?” Pyrrha asked. She was surprised as she heard him zip his pants up quickly and nodded.  “Yup,” Cardin said, he even erased the video from his Scroll. “That’s all I wanted for now.” This was seriously throwing Pyrrha for a loop. A quick look at the clock and it seemed that only five minutes had passed. Pyrrha pulled up her panties after Cardin wiped her ass cheeks and ushered her out. That honestly surprised Nora who was waiting outside of the door. “Pyrrha?” Nora asked surprised. “Wow, that was quick.” “I know...right?” Pyrrha replied in utter confusion.”I’m not sure if that actually happened.” “You spent like...five minutes in there? Did you even, you know?” Nora made a whistling noise.  “I didn’t but he did all over my butt. And the weirdest thing is...I think his penis is smaller than Jaune’s.” Nora looked at her and then the door and then back.  “Are we sure? He swaggers around like he’s got a giant dick and all that.” The two began to walk back to their room just a few doors down. Pyrrha nodded. “I guess he’s just all talk. This may just be easier than I expected. Now I just need to find where to buy condoms just in case.” Pyrrha entered her dorm, surprising their team leader and Ren. Back in his room, Cardin looks at the saved video from a body cam that he hid on his tie, which he wouldn’t delete. This one was just for personal use, not to be shared with anyone. But he was already making plans on what to do next. Nothing serious right now, but he was going to break Pyrrha if that was the last thing he did!

Chapter 0 - Wardrobe Malfunction

Wardrobe Malfunction Walking towards their lane, Ezreal and Sona makes their way down the lane in preparation for the up coming battle. "Let's use our poke to our advantage okay Sona" Ezreal says happily and gives her a thumbs up. Sona happily replies with a merry melody. The blue haired, busty girl floats gracefully by his side. " Go give us some vision so they can't invade us." Ezreal suggests. Sona nods and floats away, her large boobs swaying side to side. "I wonder if I can get a piece of that after we win this?" Ezreal thinks to himself as he examines Sona's body.  Sona, now away from the rest of her team, travels into the tri bush near the river. She places a ward down, sighs and thinks to her "I hope I don't mess up this time." She turns around and starts to go back towards her team but is suddenly stopped when a gust of wind knocks her up. Her dress flies straight up revealing her baby blue panties underneath. She quickly tries to push it back down before a bullet just grazes her. "Well well look at what we have here." Graves says with a snicker. "Didn't know your panties had to match your outfit there Sona." Sona looks in horror as Janna appears by Graves' side and laughs. "Seems like your partner isn't here, why don't we have a little fun?" Graves takes aim and starts firing at Sona. Doing her best, she manages to escape but the bullets from Graves tore many sizable holes in her dress. She is forced to use one arm to hold it up otherwise risking it fall off and revealing those luscious breasts to anyone that may happen to see them. "Sona, what happened to you?!" Sona hears as she sees Ezreal. Sona only looks at him embrassed and blushing before continuing down their lane. "We'll make them pay" Ezreal exclaims as he stares at Sona's perfect and smooth skin. "Nice shooting Graves", Ezreal thinks to himself. For the next few moments, a ferious battle erupts on Summoner's Rift. Energy beams and bullets rip through the air as Ezreal and Graves take down minions while trying to gain an advantage for themselves. Sona and Janna aid their carries, supporting to the best that they can. Sona, still having to use one arm to support her own dress, finds herself one step behind the action as the enemy team takes advantage. "Stay here, I'll be back" Ezreal says while panting as he teleports back. It's obvious to Sona that he ran out of energy and barely alive as he needs to go heal up. Feeling that she's dragging down her team, she decides to travel through the jungle to aid other lanes.  On her way through the jungle, Sona wonders if she'll be able to keep fighting while worrying about her attire. Suddenly, as she passes through a bush, she is sent flying into a wall feeling groggy. She loses her grip of her top as it drops down revealing her massive breasts bouncing up and down. When she finally comes to she sees a huge purple bull standing above her. The bull had a huge ring going through his nose as well as chain shackles that were broke free, it was no other than Alistar. Sona sees the giant bull eyeing her and then she realizes her top had fallen off. Before she could fix it, Alistar smashes the ground with tremendous force, throwing Sona into the air. Sona lands in a heap on the ground feeling the strength of the impact.When she lifts up her head, she notices a scary sight. Alistar had approached her drawing down his shorts, letting his huge erected penis drop out in front of her face. Mortified, she plays a chord of music from her etwahl that travels as a golden wave. The melody causes Alistar to start dancing. Buying enough time, Sona gets up and tries to escape. However, a loud roar is heard. Sona turns around only to find that Alistar has grown larger and was charging right at her. Before she knew it, she was knocked up into the air once again. As she returns back to the ground, she realizes not only did Alistar get larger, but so did his bull cock. With nowhere to go in the air, Alistar grabs Sona with both hands, wrapping her arms against the side of her body. Sona tries to struggle with all her might but she's helpless against the iron grip of the giant bull. Without warning, Alistar violently slams Sona right down on his hard cock. The force of the thrust almost gets Sona to scream but no sound comes from her wide open mouth in shock and pain. The cock ripped right through her panties, bottoming out right away. Alistar continues to use Sona's body as a flesh light, jamming her up and down his hard shaft. After a few moments of pounding Sona's pussy, Alistar releases another roar. This time, he also releases a large stream of white, sticky cum deep inside Sona's womb. Sona=13px shutters as her womb is completely filled. Alistar pulls her off his dick as loads of white semen dips out and down her legs. "You CAN milk those" Alistar says and laughs as he drops Sona's crumpled body to the ground. Sona just lays on the ground motionless breathing heavily as her body slowly disappears from the battle ground.  Sona reawakes at her Nexus. She shakes away the dizzy feeling in her head only to look down at her battered outfit. She wonders to herself why didn't her outfit respawn along with her. The shopkeeper stares with a perverted grin on his face. Sona covers up her breasts with her arms once again, as she makes on her way out to join her team for the final battle. Sona finally arrives as the rest of her team stares in awe. Sona could see Jarvan the IV and Garen whispering to each other while scanning all of her body. Ezreal stands there eyes wide open and jaw dropped on the floor at the sight before him. Sona can only blush and try her best to cover her breasts, the lower part of her dress has already became just a mini skirt. Sona understands her role on her team and makes her way into the enemy jungle, to give her team vision and a greater chance of victory.  While her team groups up and attempts to take down the Baron, Sona travels to the other side of the pit to place wards. When she enters the bush, she suddenly loses all vision in front of her. A giant smokescreen creeps around her, distorting her senses. She finally makes her way out of the bush, only into the enemy team. There, Graves, Pantheon and Zed were patiently for an enemy team member but were delighted to find an almost naked Sona appear before them. Pantheon immediately leaps onto Sona pinning her to the ground. He uses his spear and swiftly cuts off the rest of her dress. Graves and Zed group up on each side and starts taking off their pants. Sona tries to struggle out of Pantheon's grip but to no avail. She was forced to take a hold of Graves' and Zed's cock on each hand stroking them. Pantheon in the mean time had gotten rid of his pants as well and shoves his dick into Sona's mouth. He pumps in and out of her mouth, going deeper with every thrust. Graves takes his hand and starts playing around with Sona's wet pussy, still dripping with cum from Alistar. Sona's team is unable to help her as you are focused around Baron. Pantheon with his final thrusts shoots a huge load of cum down Sona's throat. As Sona gags, cum drips from the sides of her mouth as Pantheon finally pulls out, letting the last few drips drop onto her face. Pantheon gathers his pants and jumps away towards the Baron to aid his team. In the mean time, Graves and Zed has forced Sona bent over driving into her from both ends. Graves keep a hold onto her arms, forcing them behind her back while Zed continues where Pantheon finished off. After a while in this position, Graves lays down forcing Sona to lay on top of him. Zed produces a Living Shadow of himself and positions the shadow above her ass. Unable to move her arms, she can only look back in despair awaiting the gangbang. Zed holds her head back in place driving his cock all the way down her throat. She feels the shadow's hard cock split open her ass as all her holes have been completely filled. Sona can feel the three hard cocks starting to twitch as her mind is starting to go blank. Graves and Zed pick up their pace destroying Sona's holes. Finally, their cocks explode shooting thick, white cum deep inside of Sona. Zed pulls out from her mouth only to glaze her face and tits like a donut. The shadow disappears as Graves pulls out as well, letting the semen pour out of her gaping pussy and ass. Graves and Zed seem satisfied with their work but are quickly caught from behind from Sona's team. Unwillingly becoming a distraction, Sona's team managed to secure Baron and tear through the rest of the enemy team. They arrive and find Sona in a cum covered mess inside a bush. They gather around her and Jarvan picks her up carrying him over his shoulder. "Let's go destroy their base and have a little celebration party," says Jarvan. "Janna didn't last too long but it looks like Sona is a different story." The End 

Chapter 1 - Nora at the Movies

The city of Vale was currently covered by the blanket of night. The stars were out and the air was cool. All the lights were on, illuminating the various streets. People walked about, trying to have fun with their friends, or find some peace and quiet to themselves. It was here that- “BORING!” Nora Valkyrie shouted out as she sat in a near-empty movie theater as she heard the narration. On the seat to her left was some popcorn and candy, and to the holder to her right was her extra-large grape soda. “Geez, who even makes a movie called Late At Night Vale and be this boring to listen to?” the orange-haired girl sighed. Again the movie theater was almost empty save for herself and maybe one or two other people. “God I wish my friends were here, but nooooo! Renny had to go to this meditation retreat that he didn’t let me go with him. Fearless Leader went to visit his family. And Pyrrha has some business back in Mistral.” She groaned again loudly only to be shh-ed. “You shh!” “Just shut up both of you!” a male voice shouted from down near the front. “One of us here is trying to nap!” “Why the heck are you napping in a movie theater!?” Nora asked loudly. “Because this movie is so boring that it makes me fall asleep!” the person shouted back. “Can both of you shh! I’m trying to copy this movie word for word for a report!? Gah great! I missed what they said!” another male voice from near the back shouted. “Then shut up and watch the movie!” Nora shouted back this time. “I can’t do that with you shouting!” the voice shouted his response. “Fine!” Nora grabbed her food and drink, before walking all the way back to where the person was shouting. Finding the aisle nearly empty save for one seat in the middle, the bomber plopped her popcorn and sweets one chair away from him, before sitting down next to the person. “Hi, there! Name’s Nora and with this, we don’t have to shout!” Said person was a black man who looked to be in his early to mid-twenties. He had short curly hair, a little blacker than the armrests. Dressed in a simple grey T-shirt that conformed to his rather buff form. It showed off that he was at least physically fit but not as much as a Hunter would be. A pair of basketball shorts were on his legs that ended just above his knees. Black sneakers rounded him off so that he looked definitely like a civilian. Next to him was a red zip-up jacket backpack, with a pen and notepad in his hands. What stood out though were the lion ears on top of his head, his piercing green eyes, and the scar over the left eye. Though he could still see out of it. “Taka,” he replied, more than a little confused as to what was happening. “Ah, shit! I missed more of what they said!” “It’s a boring movie anyway, why are you watching it?” she asked before stuffing more popcorn into her mouth. Her turquoise eyes looked to the screen and then back to Taka who was copying as fast as he could. “I got a college report on some things on Vale. Thought this movie was a good way to do this,” the black man replied. “But man, five minutes into it and I’m bored.” “Totally!” Nora nods. “Man look at that acting too! It’s so bad.” “Right? It’s like the actors are trying too hard,” Taka replied. He looked at the screen before continuing to write. A few minutes of silence continued before Nora got bored again. “So what are you studying at college?” the girl asked, not looking at the movie anymore, instead focusing on the guy next to her. With his frantic writing, and look of focus, she reminded him a little of Jaune! Well, a more built Jaune but Jaune nonetheless! “I’m in criminal justice,” Taka replied. “Honestly, I thought this was going to be a crime thriller that I can get some BS explanations of crime scenes out of. But no...it’s a docudrama on the creation of the numerous jobs that happen late night in Vale.” “I came because they made the ad look like it was going to be a fun adventure in Vale!” Nora replied. The girl then deflated. “But yeah...this is boring.” “Tell me about it.” Once again the two went quiet as they let the movie go on. Nora just watched the scribbling of the black man next to her. After a few moments, he sighed. “What’s got you in here? I don’t recognize you from anywhere from Vale U.” Taka sighed, unable to focus, before turning to the energetic girl next to him. “Oh! I’m not in college silly,” Nora replied. “I go to Beacon! Going to become a huntress with my friends and Renny!” “Is he your boyfriend?” Now that he wasn’t truly paying attention to the movie and instead focused on Nora, he did find her cute. She was wearing a top that consisted of a white shirt with detached sleeves on her elbows. A red and blue strip was over her stomach. Lastly, there was a black collared vest that stopped at her waist. On each hand were fingerless pink gloves. She had on a pink mini-skirt of sorts and white sneakers finishing off her outfit. “Whatcha looking at?” Nora wondered, tilting her head to the side.  “You. You look very much like a Huntress,” Taka replied before humming. “Although I thought they would be wearing some sort of armor.” “I usually do! But I left my hammer and armor back at Beacon! Didn’t want another mishap after getting a warning from Renny!” Nora answered with her voice getting louder. When the guy up front didn’t try to shut them up, she snickered. “Guess he must have fallen asleep.” “This is a boring movie,” Taka replied before looking at her again. “So you since we’re stuck here, want to do something fun?” The way her turquoise eyes lit up at the mention of fun immediately got the hyperactive girl at the ready. “Sure, what did you have in mind?” She had turned to face him while saying that. The way the huntress-in-training just seemed to agree to do something had Taka a little concerned but shrugged his shoulders. “You said you had no boyfriend right?” Nora nodded her head at the question. “And you’re at least eighteen…” “Yup!” “Good!” As he said that, one of his right hand went to her thigh and began to rub. His dark skin contrasting against her creamy one nicely. “I was thinking that maybe you and I can have a one night stand? You look to be a fun girl and this movie is boring.” “One night…stand…” Nora repeated before blushing. She then laughed boisterously and shook her head. “That’s funny Taka! You’re funny. That was a nice joke!” “I wasn’t joking though,” the university student told the huntress-in-training. His fingers were still massaging her bare thigh. “I think you are pretty and fun. But if you say no, I’ll stop.” Nora bit her lip and looked at him. She was bored, and Taka here had a point in that Ren wasn’t dating her. So there was nothing wrong with it right? Besides, who would he tell? They don’t know each other’s circle of friends. This was all secretive, no one would know. What did she have to lose? Not much really. With one calming breath, she replied. “Sure, I don’t see why not,” Nora said. “Do you want to do it here or at a hotel?” “Why not here?” Taka asked grinning. He put his notepad away and reached across Nora, slightly brushing up against her chest with his arm to move her drink away too. “No one has been coming in to check so far, so I’m assuming we’re good to do it here.” Nora snorted. “For a criminal justice major, you’re about to break some public indecency laws.” “How would you know that?” The black man grinned, before wrapping one arm around Nora’s waist and dragging her onto his lap. Compared to his size, she seemed far smaller. “Huntress-in-training duh.” It was said as if that was the simplest thing in the world to understand. “That and I may have gone streaking once or twice.” The two shared a small laugh at that before Taka placed his lips on hers. This had caused Nora to still for a moment, having not expected that. Only for a moment though, before she placed her hands on the man’s broad shoulders and kissed back. Her creamy knees were on either side of the Faunus’s legs for better positioning. She shuddered as she felt his tongue touch her lips, opening her mouth to let him have access. As the two made out, the Lion Faunus rubbed her sides with his large hands. They first went up right before touching Nora’s breasts, before sliding down towards her ass and giving it a grope. “Damn, you have one fine ass,” Taka said as he kissed her neck, having to tilt forward a little due to his size. “Really?” Nora giggles as she felt his lips on her neck. “No one has ever said that before.” “That’s a shame. Maybe this skirt gets in the way of them seeing it?” As he said that, Taka’s hands go up the miniskirt, gripping her ass directly. “I mean it is so long.” Nora rolled her eyes. “It barely goes to my thighs dummy.” Despite her words, Nora reached back and unzipped the skirt from the back. Standing up, the article of clothing falls to the floor, showing Nora’s cute pink panties with hearts on it. Taka raised his eyebrow. “What?” “Pink panties with hearts? Didn’t expect that honestly,” he laughed. Nora swatted his arm playfully. “What it’s true! Seeing Huntresses and Hunters give off an air of bravery and cool! Not pink hearts.” “We’re just people too, geez Taka!” Nora pouted. Taka just laughed and stood up as well. “If it makes you feel any better, I am wearing these.” He made sure to watch out for the theater staff but saw no one coming in. Slipping his shorts down to his ankles, Taka showed off his underwear to Nora...who began to laugh. “X-Ray and Vav? Really?” She said looking at his boxers.  “I’ll have you know it’s Mogar,” Taka replied. The person who had just met Nora that day then dropped his boxers, showing off his semi-erect cock. “Wow!” Nora said almost excitedly. “You’re pretty big aren’t you.” Taking off her gloves, she wrapped her hands around his cock. “Definitely longer than Ren’s but not as thick.” “And...how would you know that?” Taka asked, breathing through his nose. He quickly sat back down and looked at her, kneeling before him. “I...may have or may have not done this in his sleep,” she admitted with a light blush. That just caused Taka to laugh. She gave his cock a harsh squeeze in response.  “Hey! I just find that adorable, no need to damage the goods Nora,” Taka said. The small girl pouted still before stroking his cock, earning a small moan from him. “Fuck...you know how to stroke a cock? Are you a virgin?” “Yeah, hymen broke due during training a long time ago.” Nora looked in wonder as the black-skinned cock slowly grew longer and harder, going from six inches to a full nine in her hands. “Damn...ah, you know how to do this because....” Taka let his head roll back as Nora stroked with both hands. Her white face was close to his black cock, hot breath against his shaft. “Same nightly activities.” As she said that, Nora just marveled at how different this was to Ren’s. Again while he was longer, Ren was definitely thicker. But Taka’s dick was also veiny and liked to pulse. It also had a different scent to it. So distracted by the cock and finding differences, she didn’t notice Taka reaching over and lifting her shirt up along with her bra until it stopped at her armpits. “Lift your arms up,” Taka asked her kindly. Nora did and he lifted her shirt up with her bra. Her tits spilling out. Taking a quick look, the lion Faunus whistled. “38D? Those clothes hide your chest well.” “Thank you?” Nora replied, not knowing how to take that. After all, she was bigger than Pyrrha in the chest area. Was it a compliment or- “Mmm…” Her thoughts were interrupted as she felt him grope her tits. His left hand teasing her nipple by pinching and pulling on it. “It’s a compliment. I haven’t seen a girl so young with such a nice set like this.” Nora kept moaning as he teased both nipples. Her hands stopped moving for a bit but Taka wanted more. “Nora...put my cock in your mouth.” The pink bomber looked up at his face and then back to his cock. Seeing the lust in his eyes directed at her was a new feeling. Sure most guys have done it before but she didn’t care. And she still didn’t care unless your name was Lie Ren. Taka’s stare though made her feel a wee bit more powerful. After all, she was the one making him feel like this and she knew it. “Sure, just don’t do that skullfucking thing most guys like to do in porn,” she replied. “I still don’t understand how Renny or Jaune-Jaune like that.” “Don’t worry I won’t,” the black lion Faunus responded. “I’ll just guide your head.” “You better!” Nora replied. She wrapped her lips along his cock. A hand was placed on her head and she stilled for a moment, waiting to see if he’d keep his promise. When he didn’t begin forcing her down his cock, Nora proceeded to do what she thought Taka wanted. The shortstack could feel the cock slowly go past her tongue and into her throat. She didn’t gag as it went deeper into her throat. And soon, Nora felt her nose press against his pubes and heard the man moan loudly. The orange-haired girl pulled back, looking up at Taka this time. There was a look of pleasure on his face that sent a thrill down her spine. “Damn that’s good,” the college student moaned. “Keep going, Nora.” Taka slightly pushed her head back down, watching as his cock disappears into her perky pink lips and down her white throat. There was a small bulging at her neck each time his now slick cock vanished. He kept his right hand in Nora’s hair and kept sliding her down his prick, slowly picking up the pace. However, he wasn’t idle. His left hand was pinching and tugging at her nipple, while he used his shoe to rub Nora’s pussy through her panties, making her moan around his cock. Soon, Nora got used to his size and picked up the pace. The sound of wet sounds of his black cock slipping in and out of her mouth filled their ears, the movie was all but forgotten. “Fuck...keep going Nora…” the lion Faunus moaned. “Shit...I can’t believe this is happening.” “Can’t believe what?” Nora asked as she licked his tip. “I’m fucking a girl I just met in a movie theater...a really beautiful one at that. Like a dream come true you know?” That caused her to laugh and kiss his cock. “Not really, although I do wonder if Ren would enjoy doing this,” Nora mused as she stroked his slick cock, finally taking notice of how her skin looked nice against his black one. “If he’s smart he would,” Taka said. Seeing how hard he was, he knew that he didn’t want to shoot his first load like this. “Nora, turn around and bend over. Rest your hands on the back of those chairs.” “Sure! You’re the more experienced one here, so I’ll follow your lead.” The young woman followed her current partner’s suggestion and turned around. Bending over at the waist, she placed her hands on the back of the chairs before her. The black man slid off his chair and slid off her panties. Taka noted the small dampness in the middle of the panties. Thanks to his Faunus eyes, he didn’t need to adjust to the dim lighting from how he was crouched. So it was easy for him to see the wet pussy of the short woman before him. “What’s taking so long?” Nora wondered, looking under her arm to see what Taka was doing. “Nothing,” the black man grinned. “Just marveling at this perfect pussy you got.” Nora snickered again. “That sounds like a cheesy pickup line my leader would use,” she smiled. “Would it work?” Taka asked, using his thumbs to spread her virgin slit and give it a long lick. “Mm!” Nora bit her lip as pleasure shot through her cream-colored body. “Not with me.” Nora groaned again as she felt Taka lick her once more. Her fingers dug into the fabric of the chair before her as the black man behind her kept licking. The young woman had never experienced this before so it was quite new to her. And with Taka being more experienced, Nora didn’t have to worry about the fumbling she would have originally had with someone else. “Aa...mm…” Nora covered her mouth as she felt Taka pick up the pace. His tongue flicking in and out of her pussy faster and faster, causing her legs to quiver a little. Not to mention when he pushed one of his thick black fingers into it, then a second. “Ah...Taka…” Nora moaned this time. “Shh,” the lion Faunus teased. “Don’t want the guy down there to wake up do you?” Even as he said that, his thumb began to rub her clit as he fingered Nora. The sound of the fingering getting louder as he went faster. Nora knew she would be cumming soon. The way the man behind her was fingering her, finding all the spots she knew that pleased her, and some new ones she didn’t. “Oh, Brothers…” Nora moaned and was getting closer to the edge. She could feel the bubbling pleasure getting closer and closer. She was about to cum when...it stopped. “W-Wha?” “Don’t just cum yet Nora,” Taka grinned. He gave her white ass a slap, making the huntress-in-training jump. “I’d like to feel it when you do.” “S-Sure,” Nora whined. She was so close to cumming damn it! “How should we do it?” Taka patted the chair behind him. “Sit here.” He held Nora’s hand as she shakily moved over and sat down. The black man lowered down the arms and had Nora rest her legs on each arm. He ran his dark-skinned hand against her fair-skinned one, the college student licked his lips. “It’s been a while since I had sex with a white human.” His hand went higher until Taka cupped her right breast with it. “R-Really?” Nora asked, wondering why he was taking his time. Her pussy ached and she needed release damn it! If she wasn’t so nervous she would have just shoved him down and did it already. “I’ve been busy with classes and not a lot of people like Faunus, even more so with a less than normal skin color.” He plopped his cock right on top of her sex and nodded to it. “But brothers, do I love seeing the contrast. Something about it just makes me so fucking hard.” Nora looked down and noticed that the tip was just below her belly button! Her eyes widened. Now that it was like this, she was a little worried. “I’m not sure it’s going to fit,” Nora said. “Don’t worry, it will,” the lion Faunus reassured her. “And again I’ll go slow.” Nora nodded her head. “Okay, just get it over with.” Guh, maybe she should have taken the lead. This was taking forever. After all she could handle pain it’s just- Nora took a sharp intake of breath as she felt the Taka grip her hips and push into her. Well, just the tip. “Fuck…” The two of them moaned at the same time. Taka for her tightness, while Nora for feeling herself start to stretch. Taka reached down and began to tease her clit again, making the young woman whimper. “You need to relax more,” the lion said as he pulled back and pushed back in. “If you don’t, it’s going to hurt a lot longer.” “I’m trying,” Nora hissed. She tensed up the more his cock pushed into her. It felt both good and weird at the same time. The feeling of her walls spread by his girth was something else. That meant Ren’s was going to feel even bigger. This was good practice but getting used to it was a hurdle in and of itself. Well, no pain no gain, Nora thought to herself. After a few minutes of slow but steady thrusts, the tall black man was completely inside Nora. “Oh fuck!” Taka moaned as he finally was inside Nora all the way. He dug his fingers into her hips, trying to stop himself from just thrusting wildly. He can see the white girl beneath him closing her eyes, still adjusting to the cock inside her. “I’m going to start moving.” “Go for it…” Nora nodded. She would have cum if she didn’t feel the intense discomfort of having her first cock inside of her. Taka kissed her lips quickly, before moving his hips. His left hand was next to her head, with his right resting right next to her stomach. The Faunus would pull back leaving only the fat head inside her before pushing back in. His black balls smacking against her ass every time. It was slow, long thrusts at first. Letting Nora feel every inch of his black cock as he pushed in and out of her formerly virgin pussy. Nora had kept her eyes closed the entire time. She was expecting it to be more uncomfortable, but the more he thrust, the more the discomfort left and was replaced with pleasure. “Oh!” Nora moaned, a little too loudly. She covered her mouth and opened her eyes, surprised by her own reaction. This made her see Taka smiling down at her. “That was adorable,” the Faunus said as he kept fucking her pussy. “Shut up…” she gasped. Her white hands went up to his black chest, trying to find something to do with them. Nora panted as she felt his muscles, finding them alluring. “Fuck…you are right.” Nora could feel her orgasm building up again. “Right about what?” Taka asked. He was focusing to not go too hard or fast. The Faunus knew that he could hurt her if he went too deep. But god her pussy felt so damn good! “That you’re beautiful?” “Obviously,” Nora rolled her eyes as her hands found purchase on his wrists. Just a little more. “But...fuck...skin contrast looks so good…” “Haha! I told you!” Taka chuckled and noticed her breathing. “You’re close aren’t you?” Nora just nodded her head. “Then cum for me, Nora.” “I don’t need permission,” Nora replied, gasping as he hit a particularly good spot. “But I will!” He just laughed and once more caught her lips. Nora ended up moaning into the kiss and the Faunus felt it.  Nora’s moan was muffled as she began to cum on his cock. Her pussy became a vice on his dick, trying to pump it for her prize. The white girl’s head spun as she felt an overwhelming pleasure go through her. One that kept going, as Taka kept thrusting. “So good…” she gasped. “I’m close too,” Taka grunted. The orgasm Nora had pushed him close to his own. “Can I cum in you?” “S-Sure… wouldn’t want to make a mess after all…” Nora replied. Her breathing was still shallow, Taka’s continued fucking had prolonged her own orgasm. The bomber’s fingers held tightly onto his wrist as Taka threw caution into the wind and fucked her faster. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh filled their ears, as did their moans, whimpers, and any other noise of pleasure the two could make. A few thrusts later, Taka slowed as he groaned. He kept thrusting as he shot his cum deep into Nora’s pussy. The orange hair girl gasped and mewled. The feeling of warmth in her belly was new and not unwelcome. Taka stopped thrusting and was panting, much like his partner. “Fuck…” “We just did that dummy,” Nora giggled. Taka rolled his eyes and pulled out of her, enjoying the sight of her used white pussy. “Man! If sex felt this good with a stranger, I can only imagine how good it feels with the person you love.” “I wouldn’t know since I haven’t done that yet.” The black lion sat down once more next to her, watching the movie to catch his breath. As the duo looked at the screen and heard a terrible monologue from the speakers, a thought occurred to him. “You free tonight?” “Yup!” Nora nodded. “Want to go again?” Down in the front of the theater, one Qrow Branwen opened his eyes and looked up at the screen before him. The credits were rolling and he was fully rested. The very unlucky man stood up and stretched.  It was a good idea to go watch this movie!  Ironwood, Winter, Ozpin, and especially Glynda would never think to look for him here! The most boring movie in all of town! “Good going me,” Qrow smirked to himself. After doing a few more stretches, he went to leave. Luck was for once on his side! He didn’t know that if he had stayed awake, he could have joined in on a fun time. Too bad he’ll never know that. So, Taka is based on Scar from the Lion King. I may continue this as a series at some point. Would be fun to see what I can think of along the way. Hopefully get even better at writing smut.

Chapter 3 - Wild, Wild Pussycats

Not every hero was against the villains.   As the war between heroes and villains waned on, there were some noticeable shifts in attitude. People stopped giving heroes support as, as the fighting grew more intense, heroes were being blamed, either for not doing enough to stop the villains or for being responsible for collateral damage. This movement away from heroes only increased more once the League published their manifesto anonymously, bringing light to the corruption in the hero system such as coverups for indecent and unheroic behaviour, the emphasis on rankings and popularity over saving lives, discrimination against certain quirks and the quirkless, and the League’s goal of creating a society of true heroes. The disenfranchised adopted the text like a Bible and, no matter how many times it was banned and confiscated, copies seemed to keep springing up. Citizens, high-ranking police, government officials, all started speaking out. Near the end of the war, 50% of the general population openly admitted to agreeing with the League. And they weren’t the only ones. Some heroes even found themselves in support of the very people they were supposed to be against.   These were the heroes who read the manifesto or listened to the speeches and recognised the rot that was plaguing the hero system they held so dear. They were older heroes who couldn’t stand what the system had become, freshly graduated students whose rose-tinted view of the profession were shattered after seeing the reality, and some who were labelled as ‘villainous-looking’ heroes, either for their appearances and mutations or that their quirks were scary, who were seeing themselves drop in the rankings and being criticised for any slip-up by the media or Pro Heroes Association due to fear or impulsive desires to appease the public. Some would give up being a hero entirely to join the League itself. Others would silently support them from the shadows, either by ‘accidentally’ losing an target they were chasing or ‘inadvertently’ leaking some information.   And then there was Uwabami.   Despite all the criticism she got for being a ‘sell-out’ and ‘fake,’ Uwabami was a smart woman. A very smart woman. It’s how her business became so successful. Analysing the data and reports, she knew that the tide was turning against from heroes; their chances of winning decreased with every master plan the League carried out successfully. And when the dust settled, she wanted to be on the winning side.   That’s why, in a secret meeting with Deku himself, she agreed to covertly help finance the League’s operations so long as they would allow her to keep her hero image and brand. She even agreed to stage an event that would allow her to be so ‘emotionally and mentally scarred’ that it would justify her retiring from hero work, all the while gaining the public’s sympathy and maintaining her celebrity darling status, thus ensuring her company continued strong. Of course, some people became suspicious. Of course, some people began to stick their noses in what wasn’t their business. Of course, those same people went missing.   Uwabami survived with her reputation and source of income intact. Despite not being a hero anymore, she still used the hero-motif in her marketing, as part of their deal. Of course some of the League had complained, specifically Stain and Spinner, saying this went against their ethics about what a hero should be, but Deku was able to placate his comrades, stating that she would be the exception and that the benefits of their partnership outweighed the costs.   Uwabami had to admit, the Head Villain was certainly an interesting one. Despite being quite young, he had a keen intellect, was charismatic, and even taught her some ways to use her quirk more efficiently. It also didn’t hurt that he was good-looking in a cute way. However, she thought it was better to keep their relationship purely professional. But she did know that he had a particular taste. Once the war was over, she realised that there were now many heroes out of a job, but who didn’t have the skills or experience to work anywhere else. Uwabami, always the savvy businesswoman, latched on to the opportunity, starting a new business that made more money while appealing to her business partner.   And so a new enterprise was born: Super Vixens; a hotspot that, while appearing to be just an average nightclub, was actually a strip joint. The premise was simple: all of the performers and workers were ex-heroes who appealed to their ‘adoring fans’ by dancing and stripping, showing off their fit, full bodies that they worked so hard to get but always hid behind their costumes, only giving hints to tease the media with how tight and exposing they were. Now that people had the opportunity to see their favourite heroes show off their ‘goods’ after only catching glimpses of cleavage or muscle over the years, Super Vixens was quickly becoming the most popular strip club in Musutafu! And Uwabami, the anonymous proprietress of this fine establishment, was raking in the yen.   But what made the club even more special was the fact that, if you had enough dough and they was willing, it was possible for you take your favourite hero to bed with you upstairs. Both men and women would save up for months on end just for the opportunity to fulfil their late-night fantasies.   But what truly made the club unique was their sponsorship system. If a dancer was good enough, they could attract a sponsor. Sponsors would take a cut of the payment and be the only ones who were allowed to sleep with their proteges, but that was okay as sponsored strippers were typically the most skilled, most attractive and most in-demand, meaning that the money they earned, while a smaller percentage, was still much more than they were earning before. They would also always be invited to perform at the biggest events, so being sponsored not only meant that they would get higher pay, but also that they didn’t have to worry about sleeping with complete multitudes of strangers. Being sponsored was the goal for each ex-hero at Super Vixens. But with how pricy it was to become a sponsor, only a handful were able to do so.   And that was what Camie Utsushimi was doing. After losing her licence and failing to get a new job, as her employers kept firing her for being ‘air-headed’ and ‘clumsy,’ Camie had finally become so desperate for money to make her payments that she resorted to working at the massive strip club. Even though she had only been working there for a few weeks, she had heard about the sponsorship system from Midnight and Mt Lady, two of the most popular dancers who typically performed as a pair to the delight of the horny crowds. Camie saw how they talked about their sponsor; how incredible, how handsome and how caring he was, sounding as if they were in love with the man. Hearing all this, the younger ex-hero asked the two older women if she could possibly try and get a sponsorship from him. She knew it was a long shot, especially considering how much of a newbie she was, so even she was surprised when they came back a few nights later to tell her he’d be willing to see her work.   And so here she was. Standing on a stage in a private booth, in her skin-tight leather catsuit, she ran her hands along her body as she approached the pole in the centre, making sure that every curve of her body was emphasised to the point where almost nothing was left to the imagination. The lights were tinted low as the bassy beat of the music blasted through the speakers, all in order to  fit the alluring mood of the performance.   She wrapped one leg around the pole, spinning around it before bending down, making sure to give her fat ass a wiggle in the direction of the man watching. She then began to grind her body against the cold metal, moaning and cooing as she thrust her hips against it. After, she moved towards the very edge of the stage, adding an exaggerated sway to her hips before lowering her chest forward, making sure the man had a clear view down the centre of her cleavage. Deciding to ramp it up a bit, she reached for the zipper of her costume, pulling it down enticingly slow until it went just past her navel, exposing more of her bountiful breasts as well as her toned stomach with just the barest hint of her areolas showing. To her, it looked as if her boobs were about to pop right out of their confines, as they stretched against the material of her costume, almost causing her hardening pink buds to be exposed.   “I bet you wanna see my titties, huh?” she teased. She moved back to the pole and dropped into a squat, then raised her waist upwards and shook her behind again, this time a little more intensely. “Or how ‘bout my big booty?” She gave it a playful spank. “It’s, like, so turnt right now, huh, handsome?” She knew he wanted her. Why wouldn’t he? She was extra thicc and was slaying this audition!   Deku, on the other hand, wasn’t very impressed. Lounging back in the comfy chair, he watched as the fawn-haired woman danced around the pole with not that much grace, trying to come off as enticing and seductive but not doing too good a job. It wasn’t that he didn’t find her attractive, far from it. She was definitely beautiful with an absolutely killer body that he was looking forward to seeing bare on top of him. The problem was that her performance was quite amateurish. After seeing what Midnight and Mt Lady could  do, he found the other woman to be mediocre in comparison. Just flaunting and jiggling her tits wasn’t enough for him. His critical eye also picked up on the lack of finesse in her movements, how she would sometimes stumble on stage, how her body wasn’t in sync with the music. Overall, things weren’t looking great for the dancer.   At that moment, Izuku felt the phone in his pocket vibrate. Pulling it out, he saw that it had an icon of a cup of tea on it.   “Hello Gentle.”   “Oh, hello Deku. I’m sorry to disturb whatever important business you must be attending, but I’m afraid I have some news. The not-so-good kind.”   “What’s going on?” Now his attention was completely off the dance in front of him.   “It seems that the Nomu we’ve prepared for the operation are getting rather antsy. I believe that if we don’t move our plans forward to soon, they might get out of control and do more harm to ourselves than our enemies. I apologise most profusely for this inconvenience.”    Izuku slapped his palm against his forehead, groaning in exasperation. Of all the things that could go wrong, of course it was the Nomu. Honestly, it wasn’t too much of a setback, it was just annoying, because it meant that he now had to leave. And he didn’t even get to have any fun!   Now you might think that it was irresponsible for him to be indulging in a strip show and a possible fucking so soon before an important operation, but it wasn’t supposed to begin for another few hours, so he had the time. What’s more, to quote an old TV show they were remaking, ‘There’s nothing like a fuck-mad girl to clear your head for the next fight.’ And considering Pheromones had been active since he sat down, Camie should have been fuck-mad by the time he was done with her.   Deku sighed, getting up from his position.   “I’m on my way. Prepare to head out on my command.” With that final order, he hung up the phone. “I’m so sorry, Ms Utsushimi, but I’m afraid I’m going to have to cut our time short. Business calls and all that.” With a nonchalant wave of his hand, he made his way to the exit, but stopped as he felt something pull on his hand. Turning around, he was met with large, pleading eyes.   “Are you bouncing? I still passed, right? Because this low key isn’t fair!” Judging by the tone of her voice and her expression, it looked as if she was almost desperate for his approval. He found it quite cute.   With a sudden movement that caught her by surprise, he spun around and wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her in close to a deep kiss, his tongue shoving itself deep into her mouth. Camie didn’t even fully realise what had just happened, but did know that she enjoyed it and wanted more, moaning euphorically into the kiss while her tongue tried to tangle with his.   Pulling out, he gave her a small assuring smile.   “Don’t worry, you did. I’ll see to it that you’re taken care of.”   “Lit,” mumbled the fawn-haired woman, sounding as if slightly in a daze from just a kiss.   “And I’ll also see to it that Mt Lady teaches you how to properly use this.” A loud SMACK filled the room as Deku brought a heavy hand down on her fat bum, squeezing a handful of the supple flesh and causing Camie to give out a shrill shriek.   Now you might be wondering why he would so readily accept her after her less-than-stellar performance. Well, Izuku’s reasoning was threefold:   •      She was extremely attractive with an incredibly curvaceous body •      Her quirk, Glamour, had a lot of potential that he could use for their new activities •      He couldn’t resist the temptation of breaking Bakugou’s girlfriend into his personal plaything   Deku frowned in annoyance at remembering that last one. That bastard had gone into hiding as soon as he lost his licence, being one of the first, and was now plotting to take down the HRD. He was proving very troublesome to find. But on a positive note, it meant that it left his girlfriend vulnerable for Izuku to swoop in and snatch up.   But as much as he wanted to rip her costume off right then and there, he had more pressing matters to attend to.   It was time to punish a few stray cats.   --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------   Search was a funny quirk.   Most people only knew of its base ability: to know the location and weaknesses of any person the user locks onto. However, there is a second, less useful feature that most people don’t know about. Search also acted as a sort of radar that allowed the user to get a sense of how many people were in the immediate environment. It never gave a direct marker for a person, nor the exact location, as it was more like a feeling of a collective blob of individuals. But it could still give you a sense of how many people there were.   And that was what Ragdoll was doing. She was sitting at the surveillance desk watching all the cameras. Or at least trying to. After an intense day of regiment training, she was exhausted. Hearing the snores of her passed-out comrades made it much harder to not close her eyes, even though she was leaning on the table, her head resting on her arms as tired eyes lazily scanned the screens, staring at nothing happening. Again. But it was her turn to monitor the cameras in case of an emergency, and to pass the time until her shift was over, she tried putting a number to the blob.   But what made it funny was that for the past few days, Search had been feeling… off. As in, the blob seemed to increase by just the tiniest amount before suddenly seeming normal. Even then, she also got a sense of another person nearby, but every time she went looking, she found nothing. In the end, the Pussycat had chalked it up it either being a large animal or her quirk acting funny.   And right here, right now, on this quiet peaceful night, she could feel all of her teammates within their encampment. All 64 of them.   …or was that 65?   No, now it felt like maybe 71?   Wait, the feeling was increasing quickly. 79?   87?   95?!   121?!   Ragdoll instantly sprung up from her chair, she was about to run outside to see what was happening, but then something caught her eye. Staring at the window, she saw an orange glow around the left of the frame. And was that smoke blowing in from the side as well? But that could only mean…!   “We’re under attack!” Ragdoll slammed her pawed hand down on a large, red button. If her shouting hadn’t woken her team members up, the wailing of the siren certainly did. The other Pussycats jumped out of bed, groggy from sleep, but it only took them mere moments to fully comprehend the situation. They quickly scrambled out of bed to put on their costumes. But once they made it outside, everything around them was complete pandemonium.   All over the open field, fights had broken out: heroes were clashing against members of the HRD or Nomu, some were being pinned down by the hulking beasts or in capture equipment, others were trying to help their friends in their own fights or to escape. Shouting and cries of pain, fear and panic were everywhere. And behind it all, the forest burned.   But what caught all the Pussycats’ attention were the figures at the other end of the battlefield, slowly approaching the house. Form a distance, their silhouettes were indistinguishable by the fire and chaos, but as they got closer, the Rescue Heroes felt their fear grow as they were able to recognise most of the League’s top members: Shigaraki, Dabi, Spinner, Stain, Gentle, Compress, all of them were slowly making their way over with determined and, in some, malicious glints in their eyes.   But just as it seemed things couldn’t get any worse, a purple portal opened up in the centre of the group and out stepped Izuku Midoriya. He pulled on his black glove before clenching it into a fist, igniting it in an indigo glow. His gleaming emerald eyes focused onto the four cat-themed heroes.   “Good evening, Pussycats. Let’s play.”   --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------   Overall, it was a good night.   It had been a while since Deku had partaken in such a large clash. He missed the feeling of being on a large battlefield, fighting happening on all sides, surrounded by enemies and allies alike where absolutely anything could happen. And he was happy to see his comrades enjoy themselves and to show off their efforts building up the HRD.   He spent most of the night duelling with Tiger. The combination of the man’s strength, endurance and pliabody quirk had made him a worthwhile opponent; their fight lasting for quite a good amount of time as they both dodged and weaved past each other’s blows. It ended with Tiger, noticing some of the younger, more frightened heroes being chased into the hills by Nomu, to go after them and ‘protect his kittens.’ After that, all that was left was to capture the rest and tend to the wounded.   And now Deku was lounging back in a large chair in his bedroom, one leg crossed over the other as he looked over his spoils of war:   Stripped of their headgear, boots, skirts, and paws, Mandalay, Pixie-Bob and Ragdoll were completely vulnerable. Left kneeling on the ground, their arms were cuffed behind their backs. Their quirks couldn’t help them now. Looking over them, each Pussycat was conveying a different emotion. On his left, Ragdoll was shaking slightly, her face trying to appear calm but Izuku could see some sweat on her brow and nervousness and a little fear in her big yellow eyes. On his right, Pixie-Bob was her opposite, clenching and grinding her teeth in anger as she glared daggers at the verdanette. And in the centre, their illustrious leader Mandalay was the balance between her two friends, her face calm and calculating, but still frowning, with eyes sharply analysing the man in front of her.   Eyeing them in nothing but tight crop tops that made their full busts look as if they wanted to pop right out and exposed their lean midriffs, short shorts that hugged so tightly against their round asses, he could see the cleft between their cheeks while the bottom of each pillow was visible, and cute cattails poking out from behind them, Izuku knew it was a good night indeed.   “I must say, it was quite the clever strategy, Pussycats” Izuku began his typical villainous monologue. He started to quite enjoy them. “You all maintained your licenses so you knew we trusted you. And the fact that your work and base of operations are in such a remote area meant that your actions were less likely to be noticed, making it the ideal place to house and build resistance. And judging by the advanced equipment we found around your base, you were being supported by someone. Someone who wanted to cause trouble. Am I wrong?”   Their silence was all the confirmation he needed. Deku clapped his hands together. It was time for the main event.   “Now, usually, whenever we capture some rebels, we just throw them in cells. But you three are licenced heroes.” He shook his head disapprovingly. “You violated our faith and that demands a different sort of punishment.”   “Do your worst, you arrogant bastard!” It seems that Pixie-Bob had the most bite out of the three. He liked that. “We’re not afraid of anything, especially some villainous fuck who thinks he’s hot shit!” Oh, he was definitely going to enjoy her.   “While I admire your tenacious spirit, Pixie-Bob, it’s not you I had in mind.” He reached into his waistcoat pocket, pulling out a piece of paper and displaying it to the three heroines. Instantly, the room became dead silent, their faces paling and eyes widening.   “Did you really think you could hide him?”   In his hand was a profile picture of a young boy, around 10 to 11 years old, with spiky black hair and dressed in a special middle school uniform. But the most noticeable feature was the fierce scowl he wore, as if he was trying to glare daggers at the photographer through the camera itself.   “It was smart, enrolling your nephew in a private boarding school under a false name. You thought you could hide his existence but…” Izuku merely chuckled.   “H-How did you-”   “…know about him? Oh, Mandalay, did you forget?” He leaned in closer, his gaze and tone ice cold.   “I was there that night.”   It was true. While Shigaraki’s plan to kidnap and convert students was asinine, an attack on the camp itself wasn’t a bad idea. Therefore, with Deku’s input, the plan changed: attack the teenagers and hurt and frighten them while showing everyone just how useless UA was at protecting their students. The only rule was no killing; it would invalidate the League’s message and get them labelled as just a bunch of child killers. No one would want to listen or join them. That was why Deku was able to veto the Nomu (seriously, it had chainsaws for hands!).   Now, Deku also had another assignment during the operation to capture Ragdoll in place of the Nomu. However, he became suspicious of Muscular and instead decided to follow him. When it became apparent that the thug was willing to kill a 6-year-old, Deku had to step in. It had been a very close fight, with Deku almost dying a few times, but it was only thanks to his intense training under Stain that he was able to survive, slicing out Muscular’s remaining eye and saving the boy. Sure, he missed Ragdoll, but to him it was worth it.   “A secret is only so good as long as it is, in fact, secret. It’s my job to know everything I can about my enemies to use to our advantage. That includes family.”   “If you dare lay a hand on him, we’ll-”   “Oh don’t worry, I won’t hurt him. I don’t believe in harming children.” At this, the three women sighed in relief. At least Kota would be safe.   “My colleagues, on the other hand…” And now their bodies stiffened again.   “B-But you just said-” Ragdoll sputtered.   “I won’t. But some of my co-heads don’t share the same reservations.  They say that certain actions must be taken in order to make an example to discourage similar behaviour. And after all the trouble you’ve put us through…” Indigo plasma slowly materialised from his fingers, burning the picture until nothing remained. “I’m inclined to let them.”   “Don’t harm him!” Deku turned his attention to the red Pussycat. “Please, I’ll do anything!” Now his interest was piqued.   “Anything?”   As a student, Mandalay learnt about the risks that came with the job. But as a rescue hero, the risks involved when it came to villains was minimal. Sure, she was given assignments to work on larger operations as her quirk made her perfect for relaying information. But this was the first time she had ever been in a situation such as this, despite her apparent calm façade. But she definitely knew one thing: as a hero, your first job is to protect innocents. And by God, she would protect her last family!   So when a crazy idea popped into her head, she knew that she had to take it, despite the logical part of her brain disagreeing. But she had to try. Nothing else might work.   Swallowing nervously, she solemnly nodded her head.   “Yes.”   Izuku’s smirk grew wider. He leaned back in his chair and took his leg off the other, parting them slightly. He cocked his head to the side slightly, as if expecting her to make the first move. His cock had begun to swell slightly ever since the battle had ended.   To give the first part of the quote, ‘There’s nothing like a good fight to get you in the mood for fucking.’   Hesitantly, the brunette shuffled forward until she was kneeling right in front of the man. she lay eyes on her target, trying to amp herself up to get it done with, but then realised the slight predicament she was in. And she wasn’t the only one.   “Would you like some help, Mandalay?”   Her face flushed at the man’s condescending tone, as if he was speaking to her like a child, but she begrudgingly nodded her head, refusing to make eye contact.   Deku reached down to his waist, slowly undoing his belt and unzipping his pants. Already he could feel that he was semi-firm already in anticipation of what was to come. As he yanked down his trousers, he noticed how not only Mandalay but also Pixie-Bob and Ragdoll’s eyes widened in shock at his monstrous size. He would never get tired of getting that reaction from girls just before he fucked them. Mandalay, being the closest, unknowingly dropped her jaw as she not only saw it up-close, but could even smell its strong musky scent, making her quiver and mouth begin to water.   Cautiously, the Pussycat leaned forward and began licking the long pole upward, all the way to the head, revelling in the salty taste of his meat. As she reached the top, she opened her jaw as wide as possible to fit in his girth, but found that to be a challenge. So instead she began to nuzzle on his head, swirling her tongue against it. Mentally, she grumbled. This would be so much easier if she could use her hands and other parts. But for now she stuck to pleasuring him with her mouth.   Bit by bit, she began to bob her head up and down, trying to get used to the immense size, but had to stop as she felt it prod the back of her mouth. As she moved, spittle started to drool out of her mouth as she tried to lavishly pleasure the man’s meat pillar, spilling onto her costume. The problem was that she wasn’t too experienced when it came to sucking cock, so she could feel her jaw begin to ache from stretching so wide. And the taste! There was something about the muskiness and heat of it in her wet mouth that was driving her crazy!   Izuku, however, was not impressed by her lacklustre performance. Even as his cock reached the back of her throat, he found it was barely even halfway into her warm orifice. And her lack of experience showed, as he could feel she wasn’t giving it her all. Therefore, he decided she just needed some… encouragement.   Placing both hands on the side of her head, Izuku thrust her head into his pelvis as far as she could go! Back and forth, again and again, Mandalay was forced to swallow inch after inch of cock, feeling it reach down and stretch her oesophagus. Chokes and gags filled the room as the woman was forcefully face-fucked with no time to recover or adapt, gradually losing all awareness for everything that was going on around her except for the feeling of the dick ramming her head. All she could do was try and suck harder. God, she could feel her mind going blank!   “MMMPH!!! MMMPH!!! MMMPH!!!”   Meanwhile, Pixie-Bob and Ragdoll could only watch in awe and trepidation as their teammate and friend had her throat forcefully and ruthlessly fucked as her head was plunged again and again and again into the lap of the younger man. It seemed as though she had given up all resistance as she wasn’t even trying to fight back, her body effectively limp as it was subjected to a brutal pounding. But both of them were shocked as, just being able to make it out, they could see Mandalay’s throat bulge and grow as Deku’s hot rod was forced down her gullet. And if the slightly unfocused look in the brunette’s eyes were any indication, she wasn’t going to last long.   “Stop! Please!” Pixie-Bob eventually pleaded, unable to watch her team mate continue with this brutal punishment. To her relief, Deku relented, letting go of Mandalay’s head. The red Pussycat slid off his dick, almost collapsing as she gasped for precious air.   “It’s not right for you to do this to her.”   “Oh really?” Midoriya raised an amused eyebrow at the blonde.   “At least, not just to her. Any punishment you give, we’ll do it too if it helps her.”   “That’s right,” Ragdoll nodded vigorously, seemingly gaining a little courage. “We’re a family. We do things together.”   “Girls…” Mandalay whispered softly, touched by her teammates’ devotion to go through this humiliation. She could even feel tears welling up in her eyes slightly.   “How touching,” Izuku smiled at the other women’s commitment to their friend. It was something he honestly admired in the cat-themed heroines. But if they wanted to go through the same thing as Mandalay, he wasn’t going to stop them. “Okay, Pussycats, come get your treat.”   Ignoring the jab, Pixie-Bob and Ragdoll shimmied over towards him. But now that they were closer, they only then fully realised just what they were up against.   ‘H-How can anyone have a cock that b-big?’   ‘Seriously, Shino had to swallow that?!’   But while they felt that maybe they might have bit off more than they can chew, as they made eye contact with each other, a silent message was conveyed, filling them with determination. Together, the three of them should be able to handle it.   Mandalay took the lead, positioning herself once more at the tip of his cock, engulfing his angry head into her mouth and bobbed her head again, now somewhat used to the size. Pixie-Bob, following her friend, attached her mouth to the thick length that wasn’t being worked on by the brunette, sucking and licking across it, trying to wrap her tongue around it, but its sheer size was making it impossible, as if she was trying to lick around a pole. Meanwhile, Ragdoll tried a different approach from the other two, instead focusing on the pair of heavy, swollen balls, sucking on one before shifting to the other, trying her best despite their immense size. and as she worked, she couldn’t help but find the sweaty, salty taste of his sack tantalising, the voice in her head calling for more.   “Aaah.” Izuku leaned back, closing his eyes as he relished in the feeling of 3 beautiful women sucking him off. Despite lacking access to their hands, their teamwork seemed to increase their confidence and work ethic, speeding up their sucking and moaning. This was certainly a new experience for him; one he was not going to forget any time soon.   He unconsciously started to buck his hips forward as Ragdoll and Pixie-Bob simultaneously licked each side of his cock slowly, beginning from the base all the way up as Mandalay nuzzled lower down, earning them a dollop of precum, a treat which they shared. Already, he knew that Pheromones was having a strong effect as he could smell the scent of the Pussycats’ nectar begin to leak out as their thighs instinctively grinded against themselves.   Izuku couldn't contain his groan as he felt the three women all working and nuzzling  the head of his cock, wrapping their tongues around it like slippery eels. It seemed they were also getting quite into it as their eyes were closed, as if lost in the pleasure of servicing his thick rod. The sight of the three of them practically almost kissing was too hot and erotic to resist. Unlike with Midnight and Mt Lady's double blowjob, there was no need to hold back.   His fingers locked into Mandalay's brown hair, holding her head in place with his cock still resting in her wet orifice, as he released his load. Mandalay's eyes shot open as a wave of hot semen poured into her mouth, overwhelming her with its salty taste. She began to choke and splutter as her mouth became full, but more seemed to keep on pouring out with no chance to breathe. Eventually, the villain let go of her head, making her pull back as she choked for breath, swallowing everything down in the process.   Deku's dick was still throbbing as it was wrenched from its warm cavity, causing a spray of cum to land on the other two women, coating their faces.   "S-So thick," Pixie-Bob breathed, stunned.   Ragdoll said nothing, only staring with wide eyes at the amount of hot seed that had been shot out, its smell filling her nose. Remembering the small taste she got earlier, she unconsciously lapped some of the cream, savouring its tangy taste on her tongue.   Izuku leaned back in his chair, resting his head on the top of his hand, enjoying the feline heroes' reactions to his first load, but he wasn't done yet. This night was far from over. "That was a good little warmup, Pussycats," he said, getting their attention, "but don't think that your punishment is over.   "So who's first?"   Mandalay, beginning to have recovered from drinking so much cum, looked up and met his sharp gaze, as his cock still sat stiff and hard up from his lap. She should have known  that a simple blowjob would not have been enough to satisfy his libido, but was still taken aback by just how virile he turned out to be. Still, to protect Kota, she knew what she had to do to please him.   Swallowing her nerves and something else she couldn't place, she slowly began to stand up.   "I'll-"   "I will."   Any resolve and feelings of preparedness in Mandalay's head were quickly replaced with shock at Ragdoll's sudden declaration.   "Tomoko, no! I'm the leader of this group so I should-" but Ragdoll merely shook her head.   "No, Shino. It wouldn't be fair. I was the one who was watching the cameras. But I got clumsy and took a catnap on the job. So I need to take one for the team."   "Tomoko..."   Mandalay and Pixie-Bob could hardly believe their teammate's sudden maturity and selflessness to do such a thing for them, as she stared straight ahead at the throbbing beast sprouting from the young man's lap. But the red Pussycat also couldn't help but feel that something was wrong. There was a weird look in Ragdoll's eyes, like a fuzziness, that made her nervous.   Izuku only grinned as he eyed the greenette. "Very well then," he said, beckoning for her come closer.   Tentatively, Ragdoll made her way over to the villain, who quickly reached forward and pulled her straight into his lap, causing her to release a cute 'eep!' in response. Deku slowly slid his hands down her pale arms before breaking the binds restraining her with his quirk. "You better make yourself comfortable," he whispered huskily into her ear, making the cat girl shudder.   He began by attacking her neck with his mouth, kissing, nibbling, and sucking, as his hands began to roam up and down her body, holding her by her waist, all while Ragdoll was biting her lower lip to stifle a moan as he bit down on a  particularly sensitive part of her neck. It didn't help that, with how she was sitting, she could feel his thick cock nestle between her soft buttcheeks, its heat radiating even through the fabric of her shorts. It also didn't help that her slightly moist nether lips were being pressed up against his solid stomach, every small movement making them rub against each other.   "Aah!" She released a cry as his hand squeezed and kneaded one of her clothed boobs, alternating between hard and gentle.   Izuku grinned. Her pleasurable moans were like sweet music to his ears. “Did kitty like that?”  he breathed on her neck, sending tingles along her spine.   Ragdoll, as much as she wanted to, couldn’t deny how it felt as if her body was craving his touch, how her mind was begging for them to go further, so instead she bit her tongue and tried to ignore as he played with her body. But this was made even harder as he slipped off her top and bloomers, exposing her naked body to his gaze.   Ragdoll had the smallest chest of the three Pussycats, but they were still wonderful in their own way, standing firm and perky and filling Deku’s hands as he reached up to cup them, her hard pink nipples poking into his palms. He gave them a squeeze, relishing in how soft they felt and how she crooned as he pinched one of her buds. Moving a hand off and down her back, he grabbed a handful of her fat, round ass. It seemed what she was lacking in the  front compared to her teammates, she more than made up for from behind. He trailed his other hand down until both were squeezing and groping her doughy bottom, pulling her in closer and increasing the speed of her grinding. It was no surprise that the bubbliest Pussycat also had the bubbliest ass!   Every touch against her body stoked the fire building inside Ragdoll; the delicious friction against her naked pussy and the heavy rod being squeezed between her cheeks sending shocks of pleasure through her, until she threw her head back and yowled, releasing the flood of love juices that had been building up all night, staining the man’s shirt and trousers.   ‘My dry cleaner’s not going to be happy,’ he thought. Staring down at the woman, a wolfish grin grew as he looked at her flushed-red face, panting for breath. He was hungry and she looked too good to resist.   Reaching down, he grabbed a firm hold of the greenette’s soft thighs and lifted her up higher, positioning her wet needy lips just above his cockhead, prodding her entrance lightly.   “S-Stop!” she squealed as her eyes widened, realising what he was doing. “I’m still sensitive! Wa-aaaaAAAAIIIIIEEEE!!”   Izuku RAMMED the heroine down on his cock with all of his might, slamming their pelvises together. With how lubed it was due to the triple blowjob, as well as how drenched she was between her legs, his cock was half-way engulfed into her needy pussy, relishing how tightly she clamped down on him. With a strong jolt of his hips and his hands pushing down on her waist, he was soon fully inside her, slamming hard against her cervix. The sudden and intense feeling of being filled by something so fat and hard, combined with how sensitive her body felt so soon after orgasm, was too much for the poor pussycat, who couldn’t prevent herself from screaming as she cummed again, hard!   After only two orgasms, she could already begin feeling tired, as she almost collapsed against the chest of the man fully engulfed inside her, as her brain told her to take a breath. But at the same time, another part of her was telling her to keep on going.   But if she thought that she would be given any mercy, Ragdoll was poorly mistaken.   Deku gave a heavy thrust of his hips upwards, causing the woman to lurch upwards, only to come crashing down, making her give a pleasurable cry as her womb was hammered. Again and again and again, he bounced her in his lap at a steady rhythm as his palms groped her two creamy buttcheeks.   “Ahh! Ohh! AAHH!” Ragdoll couldn’t contain the sounds that were coming out of her mouth as she was fucked. Every single touch, every graze of his teeth on her neck and shoulder, was like fire and her body demanded, needed, more. The pleasure was too much that she began losing focus of everything else around them; she didn’t even notice when her hips start bouncing on their own in time with his. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d ever had sex this good!   “Does kitty like that?”   “N-No I do-ooOOOHHH!!!”   Izuku’s cock hit a particular spot deep inside her that made the woman see stars. He pounded against it again and again, making the Pussycat squeal in his lap as she couldn’t hold back anymore. Her hands gripped onto his shoulders so hard that he’s pretty sure the fabric would tear, all in order to stabilise herself. By now she’d lost count of how many times she’d came.   “~MMmhh! AAahh! Oh GOD!!!~”   Deku gradually slowed down his thrusting, but this did nothing to stop the heroine’s furious riding, the sound of twin globes clapping against his thighs and her sweet moans and the musky smell of their sweat filling the room. Sitting back, he could see just how far gone Ragdoll was: her face flushed red, her mouth hanging open with her tongue wagging out, her pale pliant boobs jiggling and bouncing with every thrust her large eyes almost rolled back, slightly watering from their intense fuckfest. He could even see them glazed over slightly, indicating Pheromones had conquered another. Finally, he watched as her wide hips slammed against his pelvis up and down, up and down, never stopping. With how much she was gushing and how hard her tight inner walls were clamping down on his rod, he was surprised that he hadn’t come himself yet, but he could feel his heavy balls churning and his cock throb violently, so he knew he’d be reaching his limit.   “Does kitty – mnh – want some cream?” he whispered, his husky tone sending shivers down her spine. As much as the heroine wanted it, some tiny last vestige in her mind screams at her to preserve some of her dignity, so all she is able to do is give a small nod.   *SMACK*   Deku slams his open palm on her asscheek hard, making it ripple and quake as the woman yelped from the pain and surprise, leaving a pink hand mark behind.   “Beg for it. Nicely,” he growls, his emerald eyes intense as he stares directly into her yellow ones. Ragdoll couldn’t help but wilt slightly at the domineering predatory gaze bearing straight through her, making her unable to look away. She may be a cat, but this man was a wolf! And her body craved his seed too badly for her to turn away now!   “P-Please, I w-want you to c-cum in me.”   *SMACK*   “Will Kitty behave herself?” he grinned, enjoying tormenting her a bit longer. The greenette couldn’t hold back anymore, her mind almost breaking from being denied what she so desperately craved.   “Yes, master, Kitty will be good! Please just give Kitty some cream!”   “Then take it!” With a few more heavy thrusts right up against her womb, Izuku released all of his hot, thick semen deep inside her, flooding her insides with his seed. The sensation of so much spunk filling her insides sent a massive wave of pleasure signals to her brain. She grabbed her new master’s head and pushed her lips hard against his and shoved  her tongue into his mouth, screaming in bliss into him as she came once more, stronger than any other orgasm she had experienced all night!   Her body spasmed and shivered for a few minutes as she rode out her blissful high, never breaking the kiss, before finally giving way under her, her body collapsing onto Izuku’s firm torso.   Eventually, the villain pushed the heroine away from him, making her whine in disappointment  at the loss of contact, a long sticky string of saliva still connecting their lips. For a good while the two sat there, Ragdoll resting, her head against him while her fingers pawed against his chest while Izuku gently stroked the back of her head as one would with a dear pet.   “Did Kitty enjoy her treat?” he asked. Ragdoll, mind still dazed from their aggressive activity, could only meekly nod. Izuku took a moment to inspect his conquest: the greenette’s face was completely red as her chest heaved, making her tits jiggle slightly with every breath; her body covered in sweat from exertion that shivered and grinded into him in post-coital bliss; yellow eyes that, while normally large and wide open, were half-lidden with tiredness and clouded over with lust. He even swore that he could see tiny hearts in her pupils as they fluttered at him. Pheromones had a stronger effect on some women more than others, and the yellow Pussycat seemed to be the former.   “Meow for me,” Deku commanded.   Exhausted, the bested heroine tried her best to follow her new master’s order, “N-Nyah,”she purred tiredly, clawing with one hand close to her head.   Izuku chuckled at his pet’s adorableness, feeling his still-hard cock throb inside her in response. “Good girl,” he breathed, giving her a chaste kiss on her forehead. Carefully, he grabbed hold from under her and stood up, turning around and placing the woman on his chair before finally pulling himself of her slick warm insides. Ragdoll’s body instantly felt the loss of fullness inside her, making her mewl in disappointment from the lack of contact. She tried to raise her arms to pull him back into her, but found herself too fatigued for even that.   Izuku, meanwhile, wasn’t satisfied just yet. He turned around to face the other two Pussycats. “who’s next?”   Suddenly aware of the man’s attention towards them, Mandalay and Pixie-Bob quickly shook themselves out of their stupor. They had sat silent, shocked as their teammate was fucked silly in front of them. Now it was their turn.   Mandalay was about to speak up, but stopped herself as Pixie-Bob stood up instead. “Oh? Are you volunteering?” Izuku stepped closer to the blonde, cupping her cheek with his hand as he stared intensely, hungrily, into her blue orbs. To her credit, despite her legs shaking from trepidation and the nervously scared expression on her pretty face, she refused to look away, and gave a quick nod. It seemed that seeing her friend get absolutely ravished had squashed her earlier ferocity. A pity.   Swallowing the panic and finding some bravery, she stuttered out, “You… You won’t make me cum.” Deku only raised an amused eyebrow, a smirk growing on his face.   “Are you sure about that, Pixie-Bob? By the look of things, your body says otherwise,” he said, gesturing his head down curtly.   Following his gaze, Pixie-Bob looked down, only to immediately squawk in embarrassment as she saw the dark, wet stain on the bottom of her outfit. She tried to cover it up, but struggled with her bound arms behind her back. She tried squeezing her thick thighs together, but this only increased the friction on her clothed sex, making her give a stifled moan.   Izuku laughed lightly at the woman’s antics. “Oh don’t be so embarrassed,” he said, pulling her in closer to him, making her blush furiously. His hand ran from the back of her neck down to her clasped wrists, breaking the bindings. He then leaned in closer and whispered huskily “I’ll make sure this is a night neither of us will forget.”   Before she knew it, the villain slung the poor Pussycat over his shoulder, making her yell in surprise, before flinging her onto his large bed where she bounced. Before she could scramble up, the verdanette was on top of her, trapping her between his knees as he hovered above her.   From there, Izuku began to unbutton his shirt, the white material dirty and wet, clinging to his torso from the combined sweat and Ragdoll’s juices. As soon as it was exposed, Pixie-Bob couldn’t help running her eyes across his chiselled body, every muscle lean and strong. Adding the strong musky scent filling her nostrils, the blonde couldn’t help it when her mouth began to salivate and mind go blank as her eyes roamed his solid abdominals. He wasn’t too bulky like other heroes or villains, with the scars giving him an edge of danger, but also allure. His arms looked sturdy and powerful, and she wanted them to wrap around her and hold her close. God, and with a cock like that, he really did tick all of the boxes! He was her perfect-   ‘No! Bad Ryuko! Don’t get distracted by the sexy,’ she mentally slapped herself, shaking her  head. If only she knew how far she was actually falling. And if she thought the villain hadn’t noticed her staring, she was sadly mistaken.   Izuku ran his hands along the blue Pussycat’s creamy legs, his gentle touch sending shivers along her body. Not wanting to be the only one undressed, he grabbed a handful of her crop top and bottoms and, in one move, ripped them off her body, making her shriek in embarrassment.   Now naked before him, Deku took in the woman’s body: of the three Pussycat’s, Pixie-Bob was the most evenly developed, with tits topped with hard pink nipples that were bigger than Ragdoll’s, a toned midsection, lean from physical activity, a slender hips that gave way to a smaller, but firmer and perkier ass. Izuku noticed, to his amusement, that her pussy had a few short blonde hairs that were moist from the arousal coating her exposed pussy.   Licking his lips, he just couldn’t resist.   Slowly, he trailed his lips down her fit body, from her neck to her collarbone to the valley between her soft breasts to her taut stomach; sucking, nibbling, and biting along her skin, marking what was his. Gripping her thighs, he positioned his head just before her entrance, before leaning forward and giving it a long experimental lick, sliding his tongue along her labia, making her whole body tremble and her legs quake. Savouring her taste, he dove in.   “Nnghhhh!” Pixie-Bob bit down hard on her  lower lip Izuku’s expert tongue found all of her sweet spots, making her toes curl. ‘Damn, he’s… good at… thiiiiii-oh!’ She let out a sultry gasp as the man spread her lips apart and forced his tongue further inside her. His hot breath sent tingles up her spine. Any attempts to ignore getting eaten out were made impossible as his nose brushed against hardening clit. Her knuckles turned white from gripping the bedsheets  so hard, trying to hold on. ‘It’s too… good! At this rate I’ll- Aaahhh!’   Izuku, discovering how luscious and sweet the blonde’s juices were, fervently sucked and licked  as he devoured her. Up and down, in and out, his tongue slid between her tight folds, making her pant and gasp. He had to wonder if the other Pussycats tasted this amazing. And every now and then, he would look up and make eye-contact with the heroine, enjoying the sight of her squirming under his touch. Getting an idea, he brought a hand up pinched her sensitive nub.   “Oooh Gooood!” With immediate effect, her shapely hips began bucking slightly as her fingers interlaced into his dark verdant locks, pushing his face closer into her snatch. “Uuh… Ohhh…” She couldn’t hold back her moans anymore as her sensitive clit was rubbed and played with. She could feel the pleasure gradually engulf her as he continued to eat her pussy, but a voice told her not to care, an idea that was becoming more appealing  with each second. “Ah! More!” she slurred. She couldn’t remember the last time a man had made her feel this!   Izuku, massaging her thighs as he held them apart, could feel her slick walls starting to tighten, indicating she close to release. But he couldn’t let that happen. Giving her one more hard, long lick that made her body spasm, he jerked his head out just as she was on the edge.   “Noooo…!” she whined, utterly dismayed from being denied just before she was about to have what was sure to be an amazing orgasm. She was so close! Not wanting to lose it, she reached down to finish the job herself, but was only further agitated as her wrists were snatched together.   Izuku raised himself so that he was right above the squirming woman, rubbing his swollen cockhead achingly against her dripping sex, torturing her with denial. One hand slid up her leg and hooked underneath her knee.   “You know, Pixie-Bob, I’ve been hearing some rumours about you.” The blonde tried to focus on him, though still feeling lightheaded. Why was he talking? What rumours? “It seems your little circle of heroes like to gossip about each other, and your name has come up a few times. But not for good reason.” Now this got her attention. Focusing more, she didn’t notice as his other hand let go of her wrists and grabbed her other leg.   “They say that you’re desperate; that you’re so self-conscious about your age and a husband that you’ll sleep with any man who even looks at you.” Pixie-Bob’s eyes widened at what he was saying. “That you’re a lame waste of a hero who hinders her team and only became one because she thought it would help her get more sex.” Would her co-workers really say that about her? It may be true that she still didn’t have any luck in finding a partner, and she may be a little too forward with the men she met, but she  had good reason to.   “They call you a slut; a nymphomaniac; the easiest pussy in Japan. That no one wants the ugliest kitty of the litter, so she has to raise her tail all the time.”   Every word struck like an icy dagger to the heart. The harsh tone of his voice filled her with intense shame and sadness. Did they really think that of her? Was she really only seen as a hussy? She looked away, trying to hold back the  tears forming in her eyes. Of course they did. Why else hadn’t she found someone? No one would want her, not when compared to her friends. She wasn’t as smart or as mature as Shino, nor as fun and cute as Tomoko, or, to the women, even as fit as Yawara. Any time they  were able to go into the  city and hit up a bar, she was never approached or offered a drink. She always had to go up to men and, even then,  they were never interested in a serious relationship; just a quick romp. So for years, that sense of loneliness crept into her heart, aching for real companionship.   “But I don’t believe that.”   The blonde was pulled out of her misery as she felt a hand rub her cheek, a thumb wiping away any tears. But what surprised her was how gentle and comforting its touch felt, despite how calloused and scarred it was.   “I think you’re an awesome woman, with an amazing quirk and a big heart filled with love that  it just hasn’t been able to share yet.” The soft and encouraging tone of the voice whispering in her ear made her swallow hard, as she felt something deep inside her she didn’t know what, but wanted to keep feeling.   “Any man would be lucky to have someone like you at their side.” The hand pushed her face lightly and turned it back to the man in front of her. But instead of the cruel and mocking visage of a villain she had expected, she was met with the face of a different man, his smile warm and kind as his eyes, once burning with devilish delight, now glowed excitedly with a passion that promised comfort and gentle affection. Her legs were now resting perfectly on his broad shoulders, giving her a perfect view of his well-sculpted torso. Oh God, her heart was racing faster than ever before.   “If I had you, I would be the happiest man in the world.” He leaned down further until his face was just above hers, her knees now pressed right next to her heaving boobs. Her face, once blushing, was now completely red with how close he was to her. She felt like a schoolgirl again, just about to have her first kiss. But she wanted more than that. She wanted to feel him, intimately. More than she ever felt any other man before.   His thick beast was only pressed slightly into her molten folds, and  she couldn’t wait any longer. She wanted to feel it deep inside her and to never stop. She needed it.   And he knew this.   Leaning next to her head, he whispered huskily, lovingly, “You’re so beautiful.”   Then he slammed his hips down, forcing every inch of his cock inside of her tight cunt, even when it seemed none could fit any further! Pixie-Bob, despite her expectations, was not prepared for the sudden feeling of his swollen cockhead to ram all the way inside her, bumping what she swore was her womb. With how much she had been teased and pushed to the limit earlier, she gave a loud, erotic moan as she orgasmed instantly!   “Hah-! Your pussy feels so – fucking – good, Pixie!” Izuku panted above her. The blonde wasn’t even given time to respond as he began to thrust his pelvis rapidly, intensely, up and down, his cock sliding out before crashing back down inside of the warm sheath of its new toy. The soft walls of her pussy was an invitation that kept drawing him back in, a invite he gladly accepted with how much he shoved himself back inside her.   Pixie-Bob, meanwhile, could do nothing but lie back and take his brutal pounding, not that she was complaining. “Aah! ~ Ooohh! ~ Fuuck!!!” Every thrust brought out a lustfully sweet exclamation of pleasure, her eyes rolling upwards and tongue lolling out.   CLAP!-CLAP!-THWAP!   She could feel as his heavy balls slapped against her firm, round ass cheeks, jiggling with every pump, stretching her insides more than anyone had ever done before, pushing her deeper into the mattress with his entire weight that the bed began to shake. Never before had she felt such euphoria, and never did she ever want it  to end!   “Fuck me! Fuck – ahha – me harder! Faster! Fill me with your – oooh – fat dick!” Izuku was all too happy to comply, somehow finding it in him to go even faster. He got a perfect view of her tits bouncing wildly, her nipples rubbing against his pecs as he fucked her in a raw mating press. Again and again, all she could do was cum from her snatch, coating their lower bodies in her juices. He felt as her legs wrapped tightly around his waist, drawing him in closer as her nails scratched against his back, possibly drawing blood. Not that he minded; pain only excited him more.   “God, Pixie!” he practically growled, the more animalistic side of him coming to the surface. With how much she was cumming, her cunt walls were constantly convulsing and squeezing down on him stimulated his shaft to the point where he could feel his balls churning, beginning to ache for release. But until then, he could not stop!   With every orgasm, Pixie-Bob realised she had lost track of time. How long had they been at it? 10 minutes? An hour? It didn’t matter, the feeling of being dominated in such a beastly manner was so overpowering, she could feel her mind melt! With such a thick piece of meat slamming in and out of her, she knew that none could compare ever again! But it wasn’t just his phallus that made her wild. The feeling of his strong, firm arms, the sheen and smell of sweat over his abs, the way he looked at her with emerald fire that glowed in his eyes, the aura of passion and authority that permeated around him; each of these awoke some primal instinct inside of her. She just wanted this alpha to continue to fuck her, to submit to him and be with him the rest of her life. This was the man she had been waiting for.   “I’m cumming!” Deku finally declared, his pillar now swelling up as it could possibly get as it throbbed painfully, his balls clenching as it readied a powerful release. Pixie-Bob had been up close to those two, had tasted how thick and rich his essence was, how much he had released inside of Tomoko and how heavy they were clapping against her bum, no doubt leaving a red mark on her pale flesh. She knew that if she got filled, the chances of pregnancy would be high.   And that was just what she wanted.   “Yes! Cum inside me! Fill me up and put a baby in me! ~❤[font="Times]️~[/font]”   With a final growl, Izuku sheathed himself fully inside of the slutty Pussycat and unleashed all of his load deep inside her, filling her womb to the brink. The blonde shuddered at the sensation of warm cream filling here insides, releasing one final orgasm, before her body went limp underneath him, too tired to do anything but lie there in the afterglow, finding a level of completeness she didn’t know she needed until now.   The villain, meanwhile, took a while to catch his breath. It had been a while since he had been able to go all out once again and having done so right after already breaking in a girl left him feeling tired. But that didn’t mean he was done, far from it. Despite how red and sweaty he appeared, his appetite hadn’t been fulfilled. Not by a long way.   “Two down,” he said, looking over his shoulder to the last remaining Pussycat. “One to go.”   Mandalay swallowed nervously at the predatory hunger in his eyes as they focused on her, more intense than they had been at the beginning of the night. She had watched silently and anxiously as both of her teammates had been fucked raw before her, all of their resistances shattering into nothing. And now it was her turn.   Steeling herself, Mandalay stood, despite the shake in her legs, and began to strip herself. She didn’t need wait for any cue nor would she give him the pleasure of exposing her himself, instead taking the initiative. She was going to get fucked at some point tonight, the most she could do was get it over with quickly.   Izuku used the opportunity to do a quick look-over the heroine, and she was definitely up to his standards. Each Pussycat had their appeal that drew lustful eyes, and for the red Pussycat that was the size of her large bust. Perfectly round and firm, each capped with a rapidly hardening bud a beautiful rosy shade slightly lighter than her uniform, they practically jumped out of their confines as her tight  top seemed to struggle to contain all of the boob flesh beneath. While she may not have been as large as Midnight and maybe a cup smaller than Momo, there was still plenty to keep any lucky man more than satisfied. And Izuku was not one to look a gift horse in the mouth.   Combined with her flat stomach, wide hips, and delicious legs, as well as her mature, seasoned beauty, Deku remembered why she was one of his first hero crushes. And now they were going to have some fun.   Mandalay moved towards the wall behind her and placed both of her hands on the surface, supporting her as she bent over and jutted her rear outwards while spreading her legs open, inviting the man towards her. He didn’t need to get the message twice, as he quickly made his way behind her. He felt a grin appear as, upon closer inspection, he saw that opening her legs betrayed just how moist her lower lips were, no doubt the woman was definitely feeling something as she watched her partners be railed in front of him.   The tentative silence between the pair was suddenly broken by a loud slap as Izuku still firm cock smacked itself on her backside, resting comfortably between her two perky cheeks. Mandalay, feeling the absolute weight and heat of the object, felt a shiver up her spine and a small squeal escape as she realised just how rigid and ready the beast behind her was. ‘H-How much stamina does this man have?!’   “Just-Just get it over with,” she hissed, a blush appearing on her face. ‘I have to do this. For Kota.’   “What’s wrong? Not interested in foreplay?” the man fake-pouted, before returning to his wolfish visage. “Very well. If you insist.”   With one last clap on her rear, making it quiver deliciously, Izuku took hold of the woman’s wide child-bearing hips and angled his cockhead before her wet pussy. Slowly, achingly, he pushed himself inside of her inch by inch. Immediately, he could tell that the brunette was the tightest of all of the Pussycats with how much her hot, silky entrance was clamping down on him, therefore he had to go slow.   Mandalay bit her lower lip hard in order to stifle any erotic sounds from escaping as she began to feel his firm rod fill her insides. Her hips began to squirm in his grasp each time he made it further and further into her nether folds, every time thinking he was done before another inch was forced inside, stretching her out more than ever before.   “God, you’re so – mmh - tight, Mandalay!” he panted, as he was halfway inside of her. “Someone might think that – haah – you’ve never had sex before.” The red Pussycat refused to respond to such a crude remark, instead releasing a soft gasp and whine as another thick inch was pushed inside, reaching a deeper part inside of her, now tarnished. She didn’t want to admit how not far off the villain was. Ever since the death of her cousin, relationships had become a much less important priority for Shino, replaced with the new responsibilities of being a parental figure to Kota, meaning that it had been a long time since she last had sex. Long enough that her pussy wasn’t used to taking a cock, especially one of this size! And with every thrust, she could feel something inside of her rising to the surface again, a type of pleasure she hadn’t felt in a long time, as much as she hated to acknowledge it.   A small part of her was now grateful for how soaking her cunt was, as it was the only reason she was feeling some pleasure instead of only pain as her pussy was stretched beyond her limits.   Before Izuku was completely in, with a grunt, he tried to pull himself out of her, but found that a small challenge, with how much her greedy snatch wanted to keep him inside of her, gripping onto his meat that sent lovely feelings of euphoria into his brain. He pulled out until only his head remained inside and, with a bestial cry, shoved his cock entirely inside of her, ramming through all resistance until it slammed against her cervix!   Barely keeping herself restrained, Mandalay couldn’t prevent the squeal of surprise and ecstasy as she felt all of him. She could only just hold in squirting at the sensation all over him, as her face was almost pushed into the wall, her arms and boobs being the only thing to hold her in place! How? How can a man this evil make her feel this good? Despite having to swallow all of it down her throat earlier, this was nothing to having all of his length shoved inside of her, each throb sending a small wave of pleasure through her. She had to keep it together, for her friends!   Refusing to let her adjust, Izuku thrust his inside her slowly yet powerfully, each time making it feel that he was splitting her in two as he went balls deep, the heavy sound of his testicles clapping against her clit and stomach echoing around the room. Reaching forward, he grabbed hold of her bouncing breasts, squeezing the pillowy flesh between his fingers while pinching her firm buds, making her squeal under his touch. Each time he twisted those lovely tips, he could feel her squeeze down even tighter like a pulse while making the most beautiful sounds.   Mandalay was barely standing, as each heavy hammering of her body made it jiggle erotically, bring her closer and closer to blissful orgasm that her body demanded. But no doubt he could sense this, as each time she felt she was near, he would stop, depriving her of release. Each time, the urge to cum got stronger to the point where it was almost unbearable. Was this the torture that Ryuko had to endure for so long? There was no way it could get worse.   But just as she thought this, she felt him grab hold of her thigh and hoist her leg over his shoulder, exposing her completely, before speeding up his rutting.   THWAPTHWAPCLAPTHWAPCLAP!   She tried to endure it all, but the new pace was unbearable. It felt like he was fucking her into the wall itself! Looking down passed her wildly jouncing jugs, she swore that she could see her stomach bulge slightly around his girth as it lurched upwards.  Oh God, how was he reaching even deeper!   “Ahgh! Ah! Ah! Fuck! God! AHH!~” She couldn’t stop herself anymore, as she felt the burning pleasure within her finally release in a trembling, aching orgasm. She felt her leg buckle under the pleasure as she watched her juices squirt down her, feeling lightheaded at the sensation. Had she always been so lewd? When was the last time she had ever felt so good? What she  wouldn’t give to feel this-   No! She shook her head. She couldn’t get distracted. She had to get this and persevere. She had to do this for… for-   But whatever thought she was having, the brunette was interrupted by another orgasm coursing through her, drowning her thoughts as she screamed. While Deku was not kind to any of them, he especially lacked mercy for the red Pussycat, the leader of that particularly troublesome Resistance cell. He didn’t slow down as she came, instead increasing in speed while releasing a fierce snarl. She was the cause of his irritation and he was going to get payback.   Slapping her ass cheeks one more and watching the succulent flesh wobble, he pushed her leg off his shoulder so that she was twisted completely around to face him. Reaching down, he grabbed a hold of her thick thighs and lifted her upwards before dropping her weight down on him, thrusting upwards to pound her insides even harder. The woman, instinctually looking for  any form of support, wrapped her arms around his broad shoulders and legs around his waist. She only realised too late that this new position left her completely in his power, mewling in his grasp. He carried her as if she weighed nothing and was using her like his personal toy, and for some reason, this display of dominance was such a turn on for her.   How dare this bastard- “Ohh Fuck! Don’t! Stop!” Again, she was interrupted as a particularly sensitive part of her was slammed by his cockhead, making her see stars. She didn’t even notice that her hips had begun to move on their own. Again and again, he rammed that part of her until it felt she was gushing non-stop. She didn’t sound like a dignified, mature hero, but rather a sloppy, moaning whore.   But while these animalistic two were engaged in their intense fucking, a forgotten third-party began to stir. Recovering slightly from being screwed into delirium, Pixie-Bob was able to push  herself up, being awoken by the sound of grunts, moans, and slapping bodies, only to stare in  awe at the sight before her.   Ryuko had always told Shino that she had to get laid for a few years now, that it would help her relax and cope with the stress of hero work and then going underground. It would also have probably helped to get that stick out of her ass. But each time, the woman had waved her off and told her she was okay. But instead of the calm, serious friend she had known all her life, Shino had turned into a lewd version of herself. Wiggling her hips back and forth, side to side; moaning obscenely while her face was wracked in pleasure that even her eyes began to tear up; arms and legs so tightly wrapped around Ryuko’s master that it looked like her body refused to let him go while the man proceeded to kiss and suck away at the heroine’s wonderfully soft neck.   Honestly, the sight was so erotic that Ryuko wanted to join in as soon as she found the energy to-   “IIEEE!”   Her train of thought was cut off by the sensation of something long and wet wriggle its way inside of her folds. Looking down, Ryuko discovered a head of long dark-green hair nestled in between her thighs.   “Tomoko! What are you – hiih -  doing?!” She pushed the other woman’s face away from her crotch.   “Master’s cream! It’s leaking out and going to waste.”   “Stop it! It’s mine!”   “C’mon, Ryuko. Don’t be so mean!”   The greenette then eagerly dove back in between the blonde’s legs, lapping away as the victim in question feebly tried to resist her eager partner.   But as the two carried on their tussle on the side, the viridian-haired man continued to rock the insides of the older heroine in his grasp, squeezing and groping her ample behind. Sweat shined and flew off of both of them as the woman rubbed against him intensely, her large tits and sensitive nipples causing a delicious friction between them. With how much she had been cumming, he felt as if she was trying to milk his dick for everything it was worth. He had been able to hold off for so long now, but even he had his limits.   With a gruff cry, Izuku once more unleashed his load inside of Mandalay, painting her insides white with his seed. The sensation of her womb being filled with such hot, thick spunk made the woman join her mate in a moment of ecstasy, mixing their juices as she screamed in pleasure.   By now, the two were panting against each other, the villain still deeply slotted inside the heroine. Looking at her, he saw that she sported a happy, sexually satisfied smile, despite being barely conscious.   Still holding her against his muscular frame, Izuku carried her over to his large bed before depositing her gently on the covers. The added weight caught the attention of the two others who stopped their scuffle to acknowledge their new bedmate. Crawling over, Pixie-Bob and Ragdoll inspected their friend’s condition, who was only able to give a tired nod, too worn out and dazed to give a proper response.   Certain their friend was okay, the two Pussycats turned their attention to their new master. He saw a light shine brightly in both of their eyes, letting him know that they were more than eager and willing to continue.   Just the sight alone was enough to make his little friend, not looking any worse despite all of its playtime, throb in anticipation.   “Alright, Wild, Wild Pussycats,” he commanded, his voice taking on an authoritative tone that send shivers along their bodies, “Turn around. On your hands and knees. Now.”   All too quickly, the multi-coloured heroines moved to follow command. Even Mandalay, barely able to feel her lower half, was able to find enough strength to roll over onto her front despite her legs quivering. With the view provided, Izuku hungrily licked his lips at the sight of the practical bum buffet: Whether it was Ragdoll’s round bubble butt, Pixie-Bob’s perky firm cheeks, or Mandalay’s wonderfully soft thick thighs, each one stirred excitement within him.   Feeling his little Deku ready to go again, he rubbed his bulbous head against one of their folds before-   “OH FUCK!”   - slamming himself balls-deep inside with one thrust, making a very happy blonde throw back her head. Her two friends lying on either side of her grumbled in disappointment and jealousy.   “Hrrm, why does she get to go again?” pouted an unhappy Ragdoll. “I’ve been waiting longer than he-ER!”   “AHHA!”   The greenette’s complaints quickly turned up two octaves as an open palm smacked firmly against her ass, making the doughy cheeks clap and jiggle as a red hand print marked her rear. “Patience, Kitty. You’ll have your turn. But for now…” The assaulting limb then quickly shoved itself into her wanting snatch, fingering her in all the right places, all while its twin went to work on the other woman to his right, pumping in and out, making all three women cry out a cacophony of salaciousness.   The noises of sex and eroticism carried loudly around the bedroom as each Pussycat felt their insides being toyed with, much to their pleasure. One felt it much more as her cervix was pounded with greater speed  and power, making her cry out with  every thrust. The other two, while not being filled with a huge dick, still squirmed and squealed in bliss as their pussies were played with by masterful fingers, rubbing their throbbing labia, pinching and flicking their swollen clits, thrusting and curling around inside to find every one of their sweet spots. Each woman did their best to endure the carnal onslaught, but they couldn’t stop their natural instincts; their pussies drooled, their teeth clenched or were open wide as they moaned like whores, fingers gripped tightly in the bedsheets as toes curled, and rumps bounced against each other as they were smacked again and again, making them cry out in pleasure and pain.   “Mmmh!” “Oooh!” “Ah, cumming!”   With that last expletive, Izuku felt all three of them tighten down on him, telling him they were moments from release. But being his malicious self, he chose that moment to stop.   “Noooooooo…” came the collective tortured whines, once more being denied the sweet bliss to come. Pixie-Bob attempted to move her hips back and forth to get herself off, but Deku grabbed a firm hold of her hips, preventing any movement. Mandalay herself felt her head drop into her arms.   “Why did you stop?” Ragdoll whined, pleading with him with her large yellow eyes.   Izuku merely gave her a malevolent grin. He knew that he easily make them squirt themselves, in fact his libido demanded he do so, hungry for all three of them. He knew that he had fucked each of them almost mindless to the point of obedience, just as he trained Yaoyorozu, Midnight, and Mt. Lady. But to cement his hold over his new pets, he wanted to hear them say it.   “Beg. Like the good girls you are, beg me for it.”   All three of them looked at each other. Once, they were a strong and dependable team of heroes whose main specialisation was rescuing innocents, either from villain attacks or natural disasters. Their line of work required a strong sense of resilience and clear-mindedness, harnessing their wills to persevere no matter the circumstances.   But in each other’s eyes, they saw none of that: no resilience, no sense of pushing through, no pride or dignity as respected heroines. Only pure, burning lust and affection for the man before them. As noted, the Pussycats always had a strong sense of comradery. As long as they had each other, they were happy and satisfied, including by serving their new master.   “Make us cum.” “Stick it in me.” “Fill my pussy with your seed.”   “Please, master, fuck us! ~❤[font="Times]️[/font]~”   The man smiled and, wanting to reward his girls, gave them exactly what they wanted. With ferocious speed, he thrust his hips forward while ramming his fingers inward, soon causing all three women to come simultaneously, creating a chorus of erotic mewling.   With all three of them his, Izuku’s mind quickly brought forward images of what he could do with them. He might have to have commission some special uniforms for them: fake cat ears, colour-specific fur lingerie, collars with nametags, maybe even some butt plugs with cattail attachments. Oh yes, he could certainly have some fun with that.   But for now, he had some sluts to satisfy.   Hours, and countless orgasms, later, the foursome finally collapsed together in an exhausted heap. Izuku felt absolutely exhausted, completely drained, at the amount he had just come. Looking around, he gazed over fondly at his new pets curled up around him in post-coital bliss: Shino resting her head in the crook of his neck, Ryuko rubbing against his opposite pectoral and cooing softly, and Tomoko sprawled out across his stomach. All three women were soon fast asleep.   Giving a tired sigh, Izuku was about to join them, but a pinging sound on his bedside table caught his attention. Careful not to wake the slumbering cats, he picked up his phone and turned it on, then clicked ‘open’ on the email notification.   Dear Mr Deku   I heard about the raid. I hope everything turned out OK in the end. Did anything I tell you help at all? Sorry this email’s late, but I really wanted to thank you 4 sticking it to those arrogant heroes! If there’s anything else I can do to help, pls let me know.   Your no. 1 fan, Kota   Reading the short message again, Izuku couldn’t help but smirk. Who knew that the Pussycats’ biggest secret would also turn out to be his biggest asset?   Izuku knew about the boy, but scouting reports had told him that he wasn’t anywhere near the compound, which only meant that they were hiding him somewhere else. They just had no idea where. Then, whether it some god decided to bless them or by sheer coincidence, his adopted little sister Eri had told him about a constantly-angry, hero-hating youth at her school. Kurogiri had been heavily insistent that she get a proper education and learn to interact with people her own age (and Izuku agreed, as he could swear that Dabi and Shigaraki were rubbing off on her in the worst ways, and Compress was teaching her how to cheat at poker), and living around villains for most of her life was doubtfully healthy for her socially, and now it seemed to have been paying off, as she was able to organise a secret meeting between the nephew of a hero and the leader of the biggest villain organisation in Japan.   But upon contact, Izuku was surprised to find that not only was the boy not afraid about meeting him, but was actually ecstatic. It turns out Kota had been a fan of his since he saved his life all those years ago and was an ardent supporter of him and the League ever since. The creation of the HRD was seen as the perfect thing in his eyes, as it stopped more ‘stupid heroes from throwing their lives away.’ He hated it that the Pussycats decided to start resisting the new institution, surrounding themselves with other fakes who just wanted to show off. But the final straw came when he was sent to that boarding school.   Izuku knew that they did it to protect him, but Kota saw it as something much more personal: a betrayal. His last family had chosen being heroes over him, once again leaving him alone.   And he wouldn’t forgive them for that.   So giving up every bit of information he had to the HRD was an easy decision. It turns out that, when all of your attention is dedicated to remaining unnoticed, one little boy can be very observant when no one is focusing on him. He told the villains everything he remembered: all the heroes that were residing at the compound; their quirks, strengths and weaknesses; their rotation schedules; even things about the support items they were receiving, although he couldn’t name their benefactor. Quite soon, the villains had everything they needed to launch a successful operation.   However, Kota made Deku swear on one thing: no matter what happened, his aunt wouldn’t be harmed. She may have sent him away, but she was still his only family. And Izuku, knowing the importance of familial bonds, agreed.   Looking down at his new pet lovingly, who was mewling softly in her sleep while nuzzling her cute face into his neck, he believes he kept his end of the bargain.   --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------   Clap-Clap-Clap   “Oh yeah, baby, you want a taste of this booty?”   Standing on a coffee table in the middle of a penthouse, a fawn-haired young woman was swinging her hips side to side, causing her fat ass, outlined perfectly by her skin-tight catsuit, to clap and bounce. Meanwhile, with her back facing towards her sole audience member, she looked over her shoulder and gave him a flirtatious wink as her hands ran up her sides before grabbing the zip on the front of her  uniform and pulling down.   It had been just over 3 weeks since her audition and Camie had certainly been putting in the work to improve her seductive techniques and make up her less-than-impressive first impression.   Meanwhile, Izuku was watching her performance with great satisfaction and interest from the comfort of his couch. Clearly the girl had been practicing, as her movements were much sharper and more in-rhythm, wandering hands roamed across her mouth-watering curves to bring attention as her pants and sounds mixed with the music.   His eyes lit up hungrily as he watched her slowly expose the long trail of pale skin of her back, letting the top half of her jumpsuit fall to her sides, all while gyrating her hips with an almost-hypnotic effect. Twirling around slowly, she covered her nipples with her hands, before squeezing and wobbling her bountiful boobies, as if they were about to fall out of her hands with how large they were, moaning erotically to tease the man before her. There was certainly something about the emerald fire in his eyes that made the fawn-haired girl feel a rush.   Turning around again, she popped her hips so that he got a perfect view of her full round cheeks, before once again slowly pushing the material down to her feet, exposing the jiggly buns and the lacy black thong that was being devoured between them, the only piece of fabric that was between him and her wet snatch.   Reaching down further, she pulled the rest of her costume off before waving overhead and throwing it into some unknown part of his living room. Left in nothing but her hat, boots, and tight panties, she dropped into a squat, pointing her shapely rear outwards and placing her hands on her knees, she started to bounce her hips up and down, making the sound of her ass jiggling and slapping that much more audible. Ever since high school, she knew she had a body for sin, so of course she knew how to twerk what her momma gave her!   CLAP!-CLAP!-CLAP!   “Oh god,” Izuku groaned, his eyes never leaving the rippling, shaking peach that moved around in circles, the flesh rippling so beautifully before him. With how wildly she was moving it, he was surprised the thong didn’t snap. He could feel his erection push hard against the confines of his trousers. And as she got down on all fours, accentuating her curves even more, her boobs pancaking against the cold table as she shook her hips like a dog in heat…   …Yep, he couldn’t wait any longer. He needed her. Now.   With a gesture of his head, he beckoned her over and spread his legs slightly. Camie seemed almost as eager as she hopped down from the table and skipped over, before kneeling down by his crotch. Not wanting to hesitate, she skilfully unzipped his trousers and freed his imprisoned friend, who sprung up eagerly at full mast. Izuku saw the awe and excitement in Camie’s large brown eyes. He could quite literally smell the arousal coming off of her as she attentively kissed the throbbing head, before diving in, slowly bobbing her head back and forth. Deku felt his head lean back in bliss as he groaned.   Another positive thing about the woman, Izuku noticed, was that her glossy, pillowy lips made her a great cock sucker.   Maybe he should take a photo of her now and find a way for it to end up in Bakugou’s hands. That would be fun.   Unfortunately, he got pulled out of his pleasure-induced meditation by the sound of a familiar ringing. Pulling out his phone, he noticed an icon of a laptop on the main screen. Knowing exactly who it was, he answered it.   “Hello, La Brava.”   “Oh, Mr Deku, hi. I hope I haven’t caught you at a bad time.”   “No, no, this is a perfect time,” he said chuckling, as he stared down at the bobbing head of fawn hair, holding back any moans or hisses at her lovely, soft tongue.   “That’s perfect! Well, I’m calling with good news. I believe we may have been able to crack the identity of the Pussycats’ anonymous gadget provider. If I’m correct, this same person has also been supplying a number of other Resistance groups we’ve taken out in the past.”   “Well done, La Brava. I knew you and your team could do it.” Izuku’s praise was sincere. The little woman had been an invaluable asset since joining the League and, after becoming Head of Cyber-Security for the HRD, her skills were given the opportunity to truly shine. When she saw the size and quality of the computers she was given to work with, she practically collapsed with glee.   On his end, Izuku’s enthusiasm and excitement grew as he intertwined the fingers of his other hand in the hair of the woman sucking him off, pushing her head further into his lap and getting more of his cock inside her warm orifice.   “I hope so. This person’s smart. Their tech has no identifying marks or logos, all serial numbers had been removed, and all drop-off communications were done with high-level encryptions; too hard even for me to decode. I were working double-shifts for so many nights just trying to find any clue, I thought I was suffering a sleep-deprived hallucination before I noticed something. Turns out, one of devices we picked up from Kamui Woods’s group was actually showcased at a Support Items Showcase a couple months back. After doing further digging, I’m 99% I know who it is. Forwarding the details of my report to you now.”   It was moments like this that made Izuku’s heart swell with pride for his family, those rejected by society now being given the opportunities they were denied for so long. “Excellent work, truly. You’ve outdone yourself.” An idea quickly popped into his head. “Say, your and Gentle’s one-year anniversary is coming up soon, isn’t it? Well, after everything you two have done, I’m giving you both a week off. I hear Okinawa is lovely this time of year.”   The verdanette quite literally had to yank the phone away from his ear as the high-pitched squeal on the other end threatened to deafen him. After hearing the phone call end, he opened up the file he just received.   Almost instantly, all the positive emotions the villain was feeling disappeared, being consumed by a white hot rage. His face turned into a furious snarl as he stared angrily at the image on his phone, almost as if it would burn under his gaze. He didn’t even notice the slut in front of him stop her work, instead looking worriedly up at him as she sensed his complete change in aura.   ‘How dare…! After everything I… They have the audacity to interfere…!’   Izuku could feel his anger and hatred consume him, something that he had been trained to identify and control. It helped that he was able to see the embers of Dark Energy begin to drift off of his body.   Taking a deep breath, he calmed himself down, but he could still feel his blood boiling. His mind instinctually started going into analytical mode, as it often did when some threat had to be dealt with. But he was drawn out of his thinking at the sound of a voice.   “Uh, boss, you okay? You’re, like, totally heated at the moment.”   Looking down, Izuku remembered that he wasn’t alone at the moment. “I’m fine. Just work-related stresses,” he grumbled. But as he gazed over the mostly-naked woman, a thought came to him. Rational planning could come later. “Say Camie, stand up for a moment.”   “Oh, sure.”   But as the curvaceous stripper moved to stand up, she yelped as she was suddenly pushed onto her back on the couch. As swift as a viper, Izuku got on top of her, shoved her thong to the side, and slammed his hips down on her awaiting pussy, shoving himself balls-deep, before rapidly pounding into her again and again, taking out all of his aggression on her slutty body! In this position, all she could do was squeal loudly and flail her legs in the air in surprise and ecstasy.   As he proceeded to fuck her brains out, Izuku didn’t notice his phone fall on the floor. Still unlocked and pointing towards the roof, the screen illuminated with the photograph of an elaborately-designed logo of an aegis, a coat of arms done in a modern style. Underneath, the name of its holder was written in stylish font.   Shield Design & Support Technologies

Chapter 1 - The Encounter

“Tifa, where you goin'?” Barrett Wallace, the leader of AVALANCHE watched his friend and potential conquest, (Only in his eyes.), Tifa Lockhart, walk to the shutters of her bar, 7th Heaven. “Barret, I'm going out for a walk, I need some air.” Barret merely grunted, knowing that due to Midgar being the monstrosity it was, the slum-dwellers only had polluted air to breathe. Tifa didn't mind, she needed to stretch her legs. Business was slow during the bar's opening hours, so the busty maiden was slumped in a chair all day. When she left the bar and walked down the few wooden steps, an old woman ran up to her. Immediately thinking that Shin-Ra had done something, Tifa approached the woman. “What's wrong, Marie?” Marie was frantic. “I've lost my dog, Brutus! I was taking him for his nightly walk, he saw a cat and the leash just snapped! Someone told me he was last near the Weapon Shop! Can you help me?” Tifa nodded. “Go inside the bar, Marie. I'll find Brutus for you.” Marie placed a hand on the fighter's shoulder and smiled. “Thank you, Tifa! I'll be waiting here! I hope you can find him!” After Marie went inside the bar, Tifa walked to the Weapon Shop. It was a three-storey building, the Weapon Shop on the bottom floor, a storage area for the stock on the second floor, and a small, three-bed inn was on the top floor. When Tifa walked in, the owner glared at her, having lowered his rifle from the target on the far wall. “We're closed. Come back tomorrow.” Tifa smiled at the owner and leaned forward slightly, giving him an eyeful of her huge breasts. “I need to go to the storage area.” The owner nodded and allowed her to pass, watching her fleshy butt as she walked up to the second floor. The second floor was dark, no-one was around except for a Great Dane. 'That's Brutus, alright!' “Come here, Brutus!” Brutus immediately got up from his resting spot in the corner of some crates and ran over to the chain-link fence, which separated the stock from potential thieves. Tifa opened the gate and walked in, kneeling down in front of Brutus to see if he was injured at all. Without any warning, the large beast slid his tongue all the way up the warrior's impressive cleavage. Tifa jumped back, in shock. “What the fuck, Brutus? What would Marie say?” Brutus whined as if he understood her and hung his head. Tifa knelt back down in front of him and patted his head, whispering to him. “Sorry, that's never happened before. But, I have to admit, it DID feel kinda nice.” Tifa bit her lip and thought things over for a moment. 'I just told a dog that I liked the feeling of his tongue on my tits! No man or woman's ever done that! Why am I having these feelings? I don't even want to tell Marie that I've found him! I want Brutus for myself. I want Brutus for... I... Want... Brutus... Inside...' Tifa groaned as everything was clear to her. She wanted Brutus to ravage and claim her as his bitch. Knowing that they wouldn't have long before people wondered what was going on, Tifa immediately removed all of her clothing and threw them to the floor. Her womanhood was literally soaking. She remembered seeing two dogs mating back in Nibelheim when she was a child and deduced that that was the best way to attract the hound's attention. She turned her body around and got on all fours, her large ass and tits jiggling as she did so. She turned her head back towards Brutus and spoke to him seductively, patting her ass. “Brutus, come here! Claim me as your property!” Brutus cautiously walked over to her, the scent from her cunt and her voice drawing him in. When he reached her, he pressed his wet snout against her ass and ran his tongue up from her clit to her rosebud. Tifa moaned loudly and raised her butt higher up, needing his cock before she went mad. Brutus' cock had already left its sheath, and he wasted no time in placing his front paws on Tifa's shoulders, thrusting his hips as he tried to enter the maiden. His cock kept grinding against Tifa's clit, which only drove her wild. Tifa reached back and grabbed his dick, angling it in-between her folds, moaning louder still at the heat and the girth that pushed further inside her. Tifa nearly screamed as Brutus tore through her hymen and bottomed out inside her. The pain of having her womanhood taken away from her was only brief and she soon found herself pushing her ass back to meet his thrusts. As Brutus ravaged her, Tifa couldn't hold back the screams, they erupted from her lungs as Brutus continued to drill into her slick folds. The canine leaned forward and grabbed Tifa's long ponytail in his jaws, anchoring her to him, forcing her to arch her back. Tifa could only scream louder as she felt something large, round and hot press against her pussy lips. She knew what was happening. “Knot your Momma, Brutus! I can take it! Give Momma your seed, all of it! I want to bear your children!” Even if she said otherwise, Brutus wouldn't have given up. His mate's pussy clung to his canine dick like a vice. She screamed and her tongue lolled out past her lips as she felt her master's knot force its way into her eager vagina, the explosion mere seconds away. Tifa reached back and grabbed Brutus' forelegs, refusing to let him move away. When the explosion hit her, Tifa wasn't prepared for it, but she just mewled, moaned and screamed as she felt her belly swell up with copious amount of dog jizz. As soon as Brutus had pulled out with a loud 'pop', Tifa immediately turned around and began sucking on her master's cock. She didn't care about the metallic taste, she wanted, she NEEDED to taste him. After the two lay together for an hour, Tifa, the still naked bitch, got on all fours again and looked back at her master, spreading her huge ass cheeks. “Fuck my ass, Master?” End