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Evening fell over Hyoudou Issei as a lamp flickered under the veranda. The sounds of cicadas shifted to those of crickets humming from the grass in his granny Asa’s backyard. Sweat beaded on his skin; exhausted from a day of catching bugs in the woods, he lay on his grandmother’s lap, resting his head comfortably on her thigh and pushing aside a plate of watermelon rinds and seeds with his foot. A fan whirred beside them, and his granny fanned them. “Are you still hot, sweetie? I can turn up the fan’s speed if you’d like,” she said.
“I’m fine,” he said, grinning lecherously. The best part of being a kid was that his granny didn’t think twice about whether or not it was a good idea to let him play with her gigantic tits. Her saggy funbags smothered his face, the little boy needing to prop them up with his hands just to breathe. They were so squishy even when held in her kimono, with Issei slowly running his hand up along the curve of her breast and pressing his palm over her nipple.
“Um, Issei?” she giggled nervously, glancing back inside the house to check if his mom was around. “Maybe you shouldn’t touch women’s special spots?”
He feigned a pout. “Are your boobies special spots? You let me touch them all the time!”
“Well, that’s—” she shifted as he squeezed her nipple. “Your grandma has well-used breasts, and I’m happy to pamper you with them, but there are two big buds at their front that aren’t meant for boys your age to play with. Ara, what am I to do…” He could tell she knew that he wouldn’t listen to her, his face getting hotter as he slapped her nipple a couple of times. It grew erect, and the fabric around it dampened.
“Mnn,” he grunted, copying a move from a hentai doujin he snuck past his mommy and crushed her nipple between his fingers. His hair stood on end as his granny jerked back and moaned.
“A-Ara!” she cooed, hiking her kimono up. “Please don’t tease your granny, Issei. I’m really rather delicate there!”
“Aww,” Issei said, but he met all the criteria for his plan. He spread his legs and let his bulge do the talking, slowly growing out and straining against his shorts. He thrust and smacked his butt against the floor to grab her attention. “Granny…!”
“Yes, dear?”
“It hurts~!”
His granny’s body shifted as she turned to look at his hips. “My goodness!” she gasped. Issei’s snicker was muffled beneath her boobs. His hard cock bulged and twitched as it struggled to escape from its restraints, and he writhed around, really letting his bulge bounce and flop. He wasn’t any bigger than the average kid his age, but it was one hell of a trooper, a real show-stealer, and it made its presence very clear to his poor old grandma.
“It hurts, Granny!” Issei wiggled like he was having a tantrum. “Make it feel better!”
“Oh dear, my sweet Issei!” Ever the worrywart, he knew his granny would take this very seriously, and, despite her better judgment, gulped, bit her lip, and slowly reached out for his bulge. Issei grinned to himself and prepared to feel a loving hand rubbing his cock, when—
“Issei! It’s bedtime!”
His mom called out from another room. His granny blinked in realization of what she was about to do. “Aww~! Five more minutes!” Issei pushed her breasts up and yelled out, only to whine as his flustered granny quickly set him aside to shuffle back and get up.
“I’m sorry if I hurt you, Issei,” his granny said, “but you still have plenty of time to, um, gosh,” she put a hand over her mouth and blushed. “I suppose I’m not really the one to say this to you, but I’m sure whatever happened with your pecker will pass on its own!”
She walked off in embarrassment, Issei catching the wobbling of that meaty butt as it vanished behind a sliding door. “Dang it!” he cried, slapping the floor.
Issei sat cross-legged on his futon. He was only wearing his underwear; the summer night was hot, and the room didn’t have AC. This erection wasn’t going down anytime soon, and there no point in jacking off when he should be having dinner. If he made a mess of the floor or sheets, his granny and mommy would find out, and he wouldn’t risk losing out on the sweet granny pussy he was so close to pounding. “But, seriously,” he wriggled his lips as he ground his teeth, “how do I get girls to keep treating me like a little kid?”
Believe it or not, Hyoudou Issei loved oppai. Boobs, milkers, bazongas—whatever you wanted to call them, he loved them. He loved big, juicy butts, too, but it was those tasty pink nubs that really made him salivate. As far as he was concerned, being a ten-year-old was the same as growing old and decrepit. When his mom told him he was too old to play with her boobs anymore, it stabbed him so viciously that it almost beat the time she refused to give him her breast milk. So he turned to his very sweet, fertile, and kinda dumb granny. She would be the oppai who loved him! Alas, that plan needed a ton of work. She’d likely caught on by now to the reason behind his constant requests for hugs, and although she wouldn’t snitch on him to his mom, if he ever went too far…
“What am I gonna do?” Issei sighed. He shut his eyes and clapped his hands in prayer. “Oh, Oppai Goddess, please grant this young believer your warm and milky wisdom!”
“Your wish is heard.”
White noise buzzed in Issei’s ears. His eyes shot open to a light now shining before him. “Whoa!” he cried. His pupils dilated as his eyes adjusted, the light growing until it washed him in otherworldly brightness. The room had disappeared, and Issei now sat in a white expanse. The smell of milk and the warmth of tit flesh enveloped his senses. The bodies of countless female giants smothered the horizon, the sheer excess of their breasts drowning out one another until only perky milkers and pink areolae remained, swaying, bouncing, and leaking breast milk. His boner pressed against the elastic of his briefs.
“Hyoudou Issei.”
A gentle yet powerful voice laid its intent on him. Human words without the human, his instincts told him, her breathy voice a melody sung in his soul. The light returned, forming a white portal, and he watched eagerly as a monstrously large pair of breasts sloshed out from the whiteness. “Ohh!” Issei said excitedly, exhaling through his nose as he leaned forward. He could barely wrap his head around the magnitude of their curves, doubling or even tripling that of his granny’s, and her honkers were the largest Issei had ever seen! It’s no wonder she was shirtless—no cloth could ever hope to contain such glory. A pair of hands appeared, pressing under her breasts and lifting them, their flesh rolling downward in thick, drooping waves. Feet emerged from the portal, followed by long legs that thickened and squashed together into wide, plump thighs. A deliciously pudgy hourglass frame wobbled into view—the type of meat that packed tight and firm over the bones. This may be the Oppai Goddess, but her hips were so wide that the term ‘childbearing’ wouldn’t do it justice—they were more like baby factory assembly lines, ready and able to produce offspring by the hundreds. The portal disappeared, and the woman opened her eyes. Her hair was a thick, wavy waterfall that flowed down, framing the sides of her breasts. She batted her lashes at him as she slowly floated down, touching the floor with her toes. He melted inside those warm, bright pink irises.
“It’s nice to meet you, Hyoudou Issei,” she said. Sweet, motherly honey dribbled with every word, Issei’s erection twitching as he took in the visage of his goddess. The woman held herself with poise befitting the divine, running her hand through her hair and plumping her boobs with the hoisting of her arm. “Your faith in bosoms has been received; I am the Chichigami.”
He muttered her name. The Chichigami smiled upon him. Issei was lost in silent awe of her beauty. “I-I...” he gasped, and her grin grew as she cupped her breasts, squeezing her palms into their flesh. His eyes and nose widened, and his nostrils filled with her scent. “Your holy milk... I’m basking in it...” The aroma wafting off her chest was the sweetest ambrosia. It dripped from the tips of her fingers, which she delicately pressed together beneath her bust. Her milk and pheromones layered thickly along the ground. “Ms. Chichigami, I...” Issei clutched his chest. “I love your oppai!”
The Chichigami blinked and blushed. “Why, thank you. You’re a polite and sweet boy, just as Juzo told me.”
“Juzo,” Issei said, mulling over the name. His eyes went wide. “You mean, my grandpa?”
“He was such a devoted follower, that lovely man,” the goddess said. She giggled to herself, the jiggle of her flesh and her giddy voice sending the boy to a fit of lewd, naughty excitement. “And by the flexing of your penis, I can tell that he passed along his genes, too. Thank you for being just as horny as your grandfather.”
Issei shivered as her words entered him. “Y-You’re welcome!”
“Juzo met with me on his deathbed, you see, asking that I bestow you with the same blessing I had him: the blessing to marry a woman with big breasts. Tell me, sweetie, is there a woman with big breasts you wish to marry?”
Issei was a kid; the idea of marriage hadn’t even crossed his mind yet! It wasn’t something he wanted or needed to think about. “Well,” he began. “I don’t want to marry anyone.”
The Chichigami blinked. “No?”
“I don’t wanna be a husband; I wanna be the Harem King!”
“Ah! My apologies. You value women as sex flesh, rather than wives. Concubines would be best to serve you, then. I’m afraid I’m a little old-fashioned.” She knocked on her head and stuck her tongue out. “You may decide on marriage in the future; however, if so, then who would you love to pillow your erection and drink the kegs of?”
Issei smiled when he realized she wouldn’t chastise him about his dream, though it did make him nervous about what he was about to say. “Well,” his voice shrank to an awkward mumble. “There is one lady who has great boobs…”
“And whoever could that be, to gain the admiration of one so faithful? Your mommy or granny?” Her gaze was coolly seductive and alluring. “Tell your goddess who this girl is, little boy.” Issei took a deep breath and pointed his finger at her.
“You!”
The Chichigami paused with shock. “I-I, ara,” she blushed. Her nipples stood erect. “I can understand your interest in thrusting between and suckling on my divine bosom, but I can assure you: such an engagement would never work.”
“No!” Issei stomped and balled his fists. “It has to be you!” The Chichigami’s boobs clapped together as she recoiled from his intensity.
“Well, I,” the Chichigami cleared her throat, brushing a lock of hair off her face and tucking it behind her ear. Her smile returned as she took in his childish determination, the fiery desire for a beautiful booby girl melting the divine resolve of this goddess. Her chest fell forward as she bent toward him. “If I am your choice, then how about we make a wager? I’ll grant you my fertile mommy body as long as you can complete my trial! Only if, of course, you accept.”
“Hell yeah!” Issei cheered, though his enthusiasm soon wavered as her fertile scent smote him and she leaned in, cupping his cheeks.
“If you can live up to your potential and build a harem of lewd, huge-breasted women, then I will marry you, and my body will be yours forever. Would you like to try and slap your penis around in the soft cleavages and pussies of busty girls?”
His eyes sparkled. “You mean, if I become the Harem King?”
“Harem King,” the Chichigami muttered and smiled. “Juzo wanted the same thing before he met your granny. Perhaps you will take on his mantle. Yes, the male to claim me must be a lover of women, yet the women I speak of cannot be of mortal flesh; there is a great world beyond your understanding, drenched in the fertility of the divine and devilish.”
“Tell me more!”
“Ara! I love your excitement. You and Juzo share so many of the same, wonderful features; my womb gets excited just looking at your handsome face.” She smiled sweetly. “You’ll soon learn all about this world and its women. For now, I’ll alter destiny and grant you a power you would obtain in seven years’ time. While I cannot unlock the entirety of this power, I can at least release what you’ll need.” She tapped a finger on Issei’s bulge. “It will be vital for your swooning of devils, dragons, and,” her smile rose, “goddesses.”
A red light shone from her finger, flowing into the tip of Issei’s dick and spreading through his veins. Issei yelped in surprise as power rushed through him; something deep within him began to boil. He groaned, gritting his teeth and flexing his legs as something grew and expanded, pumping all throughout his length. She left his penis feeling all fizzled and funny, and ended her blessing with a gentle pat.
“You have been blessed. Do well on your task,” the Chichigami smiled. Issei had so much he wanted to ask her, but she silenced him with a kiss on his forehead; the contact alone nearly made him faint with heat. “Goodbye, sweet child. I await you at the end of your journey, when the day comes when you lock me into a ruthless mating press and chew on my breasts. Until then,” the goddess placed her hands on his shoulders—
“Ei~!”
“Waaaaaah!”
—and pushed him. The white void disappeared, Issei not landing back onto his futon but falling into a blur of heat and steam. Two silhouettes caught his eye, one sitting on a stool and the other standing, the curves of breasts and hips immediately discernible. He crashed headfirst into the water. With his back against the bottom of the tub, He stared up at the ripples wavering across the water’s surface. One of the silhouettes, now a shadow on the surface, dived in for him; a girl with hair even more crimson than strawberry blonde.
Issei struggled to wake up. He lay face-up on a couch, his mind flickering between his granny’s house, the strange world the Chichigami inhabited, and a regal wooden ceiling. Light flickered beside him, the room bathed in candlelight from a gold candelabra on the end of a coffee table. It looked like the kind of place where his dad might meet a foreign business partner. Steam rose from a half-drunk cup of coffee, its saucer beside a chess set. He looked at the white pieces, all hand-carved and finely detailed, though the pawns were missing.
A gentle breath touched him. Issei quickly turned his head, only then noticing the softness pressing against his side. Breasts piled over his arm, shimmering with the gentle rise and fall of her chest. They were enormous, each as big as his waist. The sheer size and weight struck him. He first noticed the deep shadow between them, then their nakedness. His hand twitched as he fought the urge to squeeze. Luscious red hair spread over him; a teenage girl rested at his side, her breath brushing his cheek. Being face-to-face with such a beautiful girl left him flushed, and he squirmed beneath her breasts, wanting to stay close yet feeling restless. He didn’t know whether he wanted to kiss her, fuck her, or both, content with admiring her sleeping face as the weight pressed on his chest.
“Nn,” she said, her lips parting. Her lashes twitched, and her eyes slowly opened, Issei meeting a deep blue gaze. His mouth dropped, and his voice failed him. “Good morning,” she said. A cool confidence colored her smile as she sat up on her elbow, pressing her body against his, and resting her cheek on her palm. “Forgive my appearance. You looked so cute sleeping here that I couldn’t help but join you, and I prefer sleeping naked.” There was authority in her voice, not stern or bossy, but firm in a way that commanded respect. Her presence, her smile—everything about her was perfect.
“Where am I?” he asked, trying to hide the excitement tingling in his throat. She noticed.
“The meeting room of Kuoh Academy’s Occult Research Club.”
“Kuoh—!” Issei started. That was the all-girls’ school in his neighborhood that he always wanted to take pictures in! But why was he back home? The girl shifted, pressing her nipples against him.
“Do you like what you see?” she said.
“I’m so, so sorry, lady! I just—your boobs—!”
She giggled. “You seem confused, not that I blame you. Akeno and I have no idea how you wound up falling into our club room’s bath. My name is Rias Gremory. Might you be lost, little boy?”
Lost? He thought he knew where he was. It was hard to think of much besides her jiggling tits. The smell of this girl was so wonderful and mature, her curves bearing the kind of thickness his fingers itched to grab and dig into. But her boobs reminded him: what had come of the Chichigami’s blessing? What ‘unlocked power’ could she have spoken of? “I guess so. Oh—I’m Hyoudou Issei,” he quickly told the redhead.
“I see. Issei-kun,” she smiled, his name sounding so pleasant in her voice. “Would you like me to call someone to pick you up?”
An exceptional curve rose past her tits. It was a long, milky-white hipline, jarring to see such baby-bearing width in a girl her age, but given the heft of her breasts and the quality of the women Chichigami promised, it made plenty of sense. Her butt smushed against the backrest. Issei couldn’t tear his gaze away. Those smooth slopes, the glossy, supple skin, and the confidence drawn from her intimacy... it tore the beast in him right from his heart. Heat crawled over him—he winced in pain. Blood didn’t just flow to his crotch; it pumped, a vivid tingling spreading through the length as his dick grew longer and longer, flexing to life with a wild swing meant for drugged-up porn stars, not a pervy kid. He grunted from how fiercely erect he’d become, squeezing the couch and Rias’ stomach as his body shook from shock. His balls pressed together like they were being squeezed. And the sloshing! Issei raised his hips, thinking to thrust out as he did with his Granny, only to feel like a weight had been chained to his groin. “What!?” he yelled in disbelief.
Rias blinked. “Is there something wrong?” She followed his gaze. Her cool confidence faded as her cheek fell from her palm. “I-I... forgot all about that,” she said, wide-eyed. A tower of cock meat throbbed out from between Issei’s legs. No wonder growing erect had been so visceral, with it now as long and girthy as a grown man’s arm. Rancid testosterone pumped from his crotch and filled the room with the stench of lust. Rias’ nipples perked, the redhead squirming in her spot and running a finger along her lower lip.
“M-My penis grew!?” Issei gasped, though his grin betrayed his confusion. This was the Chichigami’s blessing? It had to be! A whole foot long…! But why was his cock so big, and why did it ache so much? He had an intense urge to stroke it, but as his chest tightened, so did his balls. The kid threw his legs up in surprise as his nuts banged together. He groaned as his length began to bend under its own weight. “What... What’s happening to me!?”
“Ara. It’s acting up again?”
Issei grunted as a giant pair of buttcheeks crashed atop him, smothering his length beneath their weight. Issei looked up to see a second girl giggling, her long black ponytail swishing against his face before piling against Rias’ hip. She wore a school uniform, though its classy design was undermined by the hoisting of those fat tits and the lack of a skirt, instead sporting a high-leg leotard that showed off every inch of her thighs, hips, and assflesh. “Akeno!” Rias chided. “Have some shame!”
Fufu, forgive me, Rias. I was just sitting down and didn’t notice the massive shota cock rising like a dildo.” The new girl smiled and shifted, sighing in satisfaction from the way she made Issei grunt, and rested her hands on her lap. “It’s wonderful that you woke up, Issei-kun, or I wouldn’t have this hot bar warming my cheeks, nor the spray of testosterone soaking into my nostrils. Mmm, your scent’s seeping into my loins; you wouldn’t mind if I got grindy, would you?” With sultry eyes twinkling with mischief, Akeno planted her feet firmly to the floor and, with a teasing wag of her hips, brushed upwards along his length. The wobbly buns broke their curves as they dragged over his big vein. Issei’s voice and eyelids fluttered. “Hora, hora,” she giggled, “it feels nice, doesn’t it?” Issei’s breathing grew ragged as he stared at his assailant. Rias defensively raised a hand.
“Stop that! You’re crushing him!”
Rias’ voice trembled as Akeno ignored her and pressed harder on his cock, Issei moaning helplessly as his erection lost to her smothering, soon disappearing completely beneath her ass. “Aww, he likes it!” she said, meeting Rias’ scowl with a smile. “Don’t be such a prude; we have a cute guest with a prodigious package—it’d be wrong of us as high-class devils not to let him dump his cargo.”
“Nngh! Devils?” Issei groaned.
Rias sighed. “You’ve suddenly made this so complicated, Akeno.”
“I wasn’t the one who started fighting over who got to sleep naked with Issei-kun.”
Black wings sprouted from their backs. “Akeno, stop making this harder to explain!” Rias said, sitting up on the couch and pressing her chest against Akeno’s back. They flaunted themselves in front of the child, and Rias’ voice lightened as she looked at him. “See? I am what you would call a High Class Devil, and I can create Reincarnated Devils like my friend Akeno here. I hope this is enough proof for you.”
“And Issei-kun just happened to drop right into the territory of a rather prestigious young master, didn’t he, Rias?” Akeno’s voice took on a teasing tone, running her fingers along Rias’ hip. The two women smiled down at him. “You’re looking at a woman of high standing and her most devoted servant. Ara?” Issei was staring at Akeno’s wings. While one wing matched Rias’, the other was much longer and covered in black feathers. Rias glanced concernedly at Akeno, who fell quiet.
“D-Don’t mind her,” Rias said. “I’m sure it's a lot to take in. We’ll leave you alone and let you on your way—”
“Akeno-san, your feathers are sparkling in the sunlight! They’re so beautiful!" Issei said, reaching out and gently holding her wing. There was a warmth to her feathers, familiar and comforting—no matter how she used them.
“Oh,” Akeno muttered. “Issei-kun.” She pressed her thighs together. A low, reedy groan slipped out as Akeno ground down hard, making Issei’s voice shudder as precum glistened at his tip and spilled out. He gasped and grabbed her thighs for stability, accidentally kicking Rias’ breasts as he raised his legs and fought to withstand the building pleasure.
“Ghgghh...!” he groaned, arching his back as precum glistened from his tip and squirted onto his chest. “I’m gonna...!”
“Stop, stop, stop!” Rias yelled, fending off her friend’s butt with a flurry of ass smacks. “I understand you’re turned on, Akeno, and Issei-kun looks so adorable and helpless, but we’re being too rough! Look at his erection; he can’t handle anything this fierce! We need to approach this carefully.” Issei grumbled, his head swirling and his face growing hot as Rias pulled her away, his erection twitching desperately. “Look at him—he’s panting like a puppy!”
“Ara,” Akeno muttered, her face flush red and her voice thick with lust. “The devil blood in me just got a bit... he was very kind just now, and it made me feel so...”
“I know, Akeno, but let’s have some restraint.”
“After we pulled his underwear off and spent a whole hour ogling and masturbating to his flaccid penis? You even pulled out a measuring stick—”
“D-Don’t tell him that!” Rias cried. “I’m trying to stop!”
“Are you? I just so happened to pick up the newest issue of Devil Bulges Weekly from the mailbox yesterday. Ah,” she turned to Issei, “devil girls have a habit of getting horny over anything male and underage. Fufu~!”
“T-That’s only because Millicas was featured in an article! I bought it to support him!”
“Lying doesn’t suit you, Rias.”
“Alright!” Rias barked, raising her arms. Her wings shrank and disappeared. “I admit it. Issei-kun has,” A blush ran to her cheeks, the gleam in her eyes betraying the shakiness of her breath as she stared down his erection, “Issei-kun has the biggest and thickest cock I’ve seen! B-But what of it? I want to help this little boy, not fuck him! Just because devil girls are mindless sluts for little boys doesn’t mean we should jump his boner—” Issei squeezed the armrest behind his head as his balls clenched again. A shiver ran up his cock as a thick rope of sperm worked its way up his chute and dangled out. Much to Rias’ chagrin, Akeno quickly leaned in, wrapped the string around her finger, and mewled as she pulled several more inches of sperm out of his urethra. Akeno and Rias cooed as they looked closely at her finger. “Ahh, it smells so feral,” Rias said, biting her lip. “This human boy has a penis that rivals even devils!”
“Look at the mana, Rias. No wonder his semen is so horrifyingly dense!” Akeno purred, licking her lips. “Is this the work of a Sacred Gear? I’ve never heard of a power that stores mana in a boy’s ballsack.” Issei trembled as she ran a finger up his stomach. “Regardless, we can’t let the mana in his sperm clot and harden. That’s dangerous, you know—especially for a human. We’ll have to extract it regularly to keep his balls from hurting.”
“It doesn’t have to be us, Akeno. He has a family,” Rias huffed. “Do you have a regular suck-slut, Issei-kun?”
“N-No,” he gasped. “But my granny lets me grab her boobies.”
“Eh?” Rias and Akeno looked bewildered. “That isn’t enough!” Rias said. “Mana needs to be extracted with holes, folds, and gaps; fondling won’t get the job done! Oh, you poor thing. I’ll get to work immediately.”
Saliva dripped onto Rias’ chin as she opened her mouth and leaned in. She closed in on his penis, blushing and flicking her tongue. “H-Hold up,” Issei said, squeezing his eyes shut as he readied for impact.
Rias grabbed his hand. A loving shhhlluurrrpp rang out as something wet and slimy wrapped around his ring finger. He opened his eyes to see Rias sucking on him, concern in her eyes as she rolled her tongue around his digit. “You’ll be safe after this,” she mumbled through her sucks, dragging her tongue from finger to finger before grabbing his wrist and smearing her saliva across his palm. Issei moaned at her sloppy touch, pressing his fingers against her soft, plump lips, prying them apart, tapping her teeth and tongue, and embracing her tongue’s tight coil as he pushed in further. Her upper lip perched on his knuckles. It felt so good to watch this gorgeous redhead turn into his wet, drooly onahole, letting him slide his fingers into the depths of her throat. A low gluk, gluk, squelched from her throat as his fingertips brushed against her throat’s lining.
“I don’t think he will be, Rias,” Akeno said, smiling awkwardly. She tapped her shoulder, and Rias looked down; Issei’s balls were squeezed taut in their sack, a low gurgling sound sloshing from inside of them, like two containers stuffed full of mana-thickened pudding. She sighed, Issei groaning in pleasure as she pulled his fingers out of her mouth. “Not only is his cock monstrous in size, but also the potency of its semen is unprecedented; that Sacred Gear must be working on overdrive. What he really needs—” Issei jerked his head up, Akeno’s eyes gleaming with lust, “—is a thorough draining.”
“I-If that is what Issei-kun absolutely needs, then it’d be wrong of me to stop you,” Rias said.
“Fufu, I can have him, then?” Akeno said, hugging Issei and pressing his head between her boobs. Rias clicked her tongue.
“Be my guest. I can’t go,” her expression turned bitter, “having relations with little boys.” Rias’ boobs and butt bounced as she stood, her softness shining in the morning rays that leaked through the windows. She glanced at him, a brutal need in her gaze sending Issei’s cock into a flexing fitShe weakened as she looked down at it, then inhaled sharply and looked away. “Go do whatever it is you need to in the guest room. And don’t bother me!”
“Thank you, Rias~,” Akeno said. She nuzzled against Issei and kissed his cheek. “Isn’t this great, Issei-kun? You and I will spend a lot of time together! I bet it’ll take days to breed through all that lovely nut sauce. Let’s work hard to drain your growly penis!”
Rias trembled in rage. “Akeno.”
“Fufu. Yes?”
Red and black light blazed on her hand. “Get. Out!”
Akeno grabbed Issei’s shoulders and nudged him off the couch. “Ara. I’ll protect you and your penis from this mean devil, Issei-kun,” she giggled, leading him out of the room. Issei looked back at Rias as Akeno closed the door. Akeno was a gentle guide, keeping him close as she led him down a long hallway. Even though this was a school, Issei hadn’t seen another soul besides the two devils. His question was answered when he looked out the window and saw a larger building ahead. “Are you surprised? We renovated the old school building and made it our club room,” Akeno said. “How is your penis feeling? Are you having trouble walking?”
“Mhm,” Issei said, waddling with the swaying of his cock and balls. Having such a massive erection slapping against his legs, let alone two anchors dangling down, had completely changed how he moved; his knees had turned inward, and a strange ache settled in his groin every time he shifted his thighs.
“Please put your hand on my butt if you need more support,” Rias said. He grinned and nodded, getting a big handful of rump and blushing as it plumped so deeply between his fingers.
“Your butt feels nice, Akeno-san,” he told her, moaning as the stress in his crotch slowly faded. She was really cute and sexy, too, but he couldn’t help but think back to Rias and how sad she looked, all worked up from her pent-up libido. “Was it really okay to leave Rias-san back there?” he asked.
Akeno put a hand over her mouth and laughed. “Rias is terrible at admitting her feelings. Always has been. But she has good reason to resist the urge so many female devils succumb to.”
“Why is that?” Issei asked, looking down at his cock. He bet fucking her with this would feel amazing.
“Rias is a very important High Class Devil. The media would have a field day if they caught wind of her wanting to shove her head between a fifth-grader’s thighs. It’s a desire we all have, but some are held to higher standards. I hope you understand. But,” she patted his head. “Rias and I spent all night snorting up your nasty cock musk. We’ve been so very boy-starved and left high-strung from our daily tasks. And not only is your cock the greatest either of us has ever seen on a male, but you’re also the closest boy in our hitting range—what do you think that does to a woman’s ovaries?”
A quick glance at Akeno’s pussy told Issei all he needed to know: her mound was squeezing and clenching beneath the thin lining of her leotard, with juices leaking from the damp fabric. She sighed. “I’ll be honest, Issei-kun, I want you. Badly.” She turned and pushed his ear against her pelvis, not just picking up her sweet female scent but hearing the hot squishes and churns of her insides. “Can you hear that? Do you know what’s happening inside this naughty, perverted bitch?” he shook his head. “My ovaries are throbbing, and my uterus is aching for me to spread my thighs and beg for a cute boy’s thick dick meat,” he gulped as she slowly spread her lips apart. “Will you listen to my horny request?”
“Yeah,” he said, breathing heavy.
“I want to break Rias’ restraint and give her the relief she needs, by...” her pupils turned to hearts, and her voice grew husky, “having you use me as a twenty-four-seven cumdumpster! Rias gets jealous enough as-is, but what if the boy she’s ogling totally ignores her and opts for taking the club’s vice-president as his personal breeding doll and ball snorter? You’ll have free access to my body and get to practice as much sex as you please. Doesn’t that sound wonderful to a ten-year-old boy?
Issei gulped. “Not just booby squeezing?”
“Not even close,” Akeno purred.
His steps turned heavy. Issei suddenly became very aware of the subtle sounds Akeno’s body made—her hair brushing along her uniform, her tongue wetting her lips, the thick breathiness of her voice. Even her tits pressed up tighter to her uniform, her nipples tenting into the fabric. She pulled on the little strap covering her pussy and snapped it back into place, biting her lower lip as pleasure shuddered through her. This was a teenage girl ready to mate. Warmth flooded through him like hot honey. He looked at the huge cock bouncing ahead of him. Tossing around the idea of harems and sex was totally different than doing it; this was his virginity she was talking about! Granny always said it was his most precious gift and that he would want to give it to the right lady, but…
She wants me, he thought. A shudder rolled along his shaft, and precum oozed from his cockhead and trailed along the hallway’s floor. Rias and Akeno were bulge-loving boy prowlers, their urges charged toward his meager age group, and they were dripping for this extra-long slab he’d been blessed with. He was going to have sex with them, starting with a girl who’d introduced herself by grinding her ass on his cock. These were the very kinds of bad girls his mom always warned him about, but he loved watching videos of on porn sites. This... this cumdumpster was letting a total virgin like him squeeze her ass like he owned her! He thought he’d be more scared, but after how incredible this morning turned out, there wasn’t a bone in his body that didn’t yearn to fuck and dominate these busty babes. This was all the work of the Chichigami, wasn’t it? Issei would worship her to the last of his days. He put his hand up in prayer. “Grandfather in Heaven, your grandson will now become a man.”
Akeno opened an inconspicuous double door at the end of the hallway. “This room will be our love shack for the duration of your stay,” she said, breaking free from the boy’s grip to open the door and beckon him inside. It was styled like a full-blown apartment, with an open kitchen, a queen-sized bed, and a bathroom door in the corner; Akeno had probably cleaned and tidied everything before leading him here.
“It looks easy to breed in here,” Issei said, stroking his dick. His face was bright red. He turned back to see Akeno undoing the buttons on her leotard, her huge tits bulging as she hugged them to get at one pesky clip at the front. Her breasts wobbled like jello, the top parting to show off a delicious cleavage, before the snap of the clip sounded and her tits burst out. They bounced so obscenely that Issei’s cock hurt to see them; big, plump, soft melons with a hint of sag—just as he liked them. “I know I said I’d like you to do with me as you please, but,” she pulled the leotard off her legs and tossed it away. Issei ran to her, snarling for a go at sucking those tits, only for the girl to promptly pick him up by his ass and kiss him.
“Nn!?” Issei groaned, eyes going wide as her tongue slipped into his mouth and swirled around the inside of his cheeks. She’d slotted his body between her tits, their pheromones soaking into his skin, but faced with this sudden kiss, he didn’t know what to do besides kiss back, grabbing the sides of her head and tonguefucking that slutty face. His cock bent and throbbed against her stomach as hard as she was squeezing his ass.
She carried the horny child over to the bed and dropped him onto the mattress. He grunted, writhing against her hands as she pinned him to the bed. Fuck, she was strong! “Sorry, Issei-kun, but Rias isn’t the only penis-starved bitch. I’m in serious need of a good fuck, and I’ll show you just how hard and rough I want my sex.” Akeno squatted with her ass raised high in the air, her spongy pussy lips squishing against his angry glans. She pressed down on him, burying her face in the sheets as she excitedly shook her hips against him. His cock bent and throbbed, and he smacked the tits spilling all over his face, but what really got him going was a muffled, animalistic groan that erupted from her, and a throaty voice that spoke between humps: “Hnngh, I’m finally gonna fuck a little kid. Girthy throbbing megacocks on barely double-digit cuties should be banned by Hell! I’m shoving it in~!”
Akeno pushed forward, letting her ass drop down hard with a loud whump as her hips smacked his. Stars flittered in Issei’s eyes. Akeno wasn’t kidding about rough sex; she’d shoved herself so deep onto his cock that she bottomed out in one go! “FFFUUUUUUCK~!!!” they screamed, bashing hips as Issei smacked his limbs against her and the mattress, his mind reeling as he tried to process the sensation of his dick swallowed by a real-life pussy. But for as much as he tried, he couldn’t wrap his legs around her back; she squeezed the bedding and raised her hips again, whining through gritted teeth before—
WHOMP! WHOMP! WHOMP!
—endlessly pounding herself on him, their sexes meeting in sloppy kisses as her ass and tits wobbled and clapped. Loud schlops echoed from her gut, those massaging folds clenched tight to his girth and pulling back on his erection. That tight and fleshy cunt dragged out the sperm from his balls, groaning as his balls rattled about and slapped her buttcheeks. “Fuck! That feels—”
“IT’SH SHOOOO GOOOOD~!!!”
Akeno drowned out his voice as she squealed in sloppy orgasm, smushing against him as she spilled her love down his balls and onto the bed. Issei couldn’t believe the rush of hormones flooding into his brain, groping and smacking that thick butt flesh as he took her clenched kiss. Regardless of how loud his balls gurgled, his desire to see that loose ahegao she was making won out, the kid wrestling himself away from sure ejaculation. He snorted up her booby-pheromones, just as sweet and loving as Rias’, and let the testosterone bulk his penis muscles. With a roar, he turned the weakened woman over, topping the dom and pinning her as she had to him. He gasped: Akeno lay sprawled beneath him, cross-eyed and mewling uselessly at him. “Oooh, you’re so strong, Issei, holding back your cum and taking me off my feet! But I’d love it if you hosed my eggs down; squeeze my body and be as rough to me as I was to you!”
They were past the point of honorifics. Issei grabbed her belly and boob and cocked his hips back. “I’m gonna... I’m gonna breed you!” Issei snarled. He pushed hard, the mattress creaking from the taut weight in his balls, and slammed into her womb. He didn’t wait for Akeno’s screams of pleasure before thrusting. Issei fucked like an animal. His back muscles were on fire, needing to lift and stretch so far to handle that ridiculous cock, but the feeling of knocking on the tender door to her womb with every plap drove him crazy with need for more. He raised his feet, digging them against her hamstrings and ass, constantly needing to readjust them with how they’d slide down her sweaty skin. But the most powerful stimulus of them all was Akeno herself, whose eyes rolled into her head as she yelled his name. Her meaty onahole body was simply delightful, taking punch after punch to her womb and gut. And if her brain turned too dumb to react, he’d whip his leg out and kick her ass like he had a stirrup, not stopping until she gave in to the need to clench for him.
“OOOHH, ISHEEEEI!” Akeno screamed. She wrapped her legs around his pert butt and slammed his hips into hers.
“Ghhgh!” he grunted, His swollen sack smacking hard onto her ass.
“CUM FOR MEEEE~!!!” she cried. He fought against her, weaseling out from her hold and slamming back down.
PLAP!
“NNNGHH~!!!” Issei forced his trembling legs back up.
PLAP!
Akeno squealed in delight. Shoving his head between her tits, Issei raised his hips and—
PLAAPP!
SPPPLLLLRRRSSSSSHHHSHSSHHHHHH~!!!
Semen poured from his bucking hips, spilling and surging forth as her womb desperately tried to plug his flow with the tight seal of its lips. Akeno squeezed her tits around Issei’s head, cumming hard the second he came. There was so much sperm! The Chichigami’s magic proved lethal to a devil’s womb as thick globs of the stuff soon oozed out onto his balls and her ass, her pussy no longer even trying to hold back his torrent and just going limp. Issei slumped, his legs wobbly, and he fell with a splat into the sperm. “Mn... ohh... oh gosh...” Akeno groaned from her tongue-lolled mouth, holding the boy close as his balls kept up the beating that his body couldn’t. Their voices dragged in their throats, all slurred and hazed in the steam of their own sex, but they kept their senses just enough to meet eye-to-eye. They made out, slurping and hugging as the boy pumped her so full.
A whole minute passed before Issei ran out of cum to dump. But the tingling and jostling in his nuts didn’t stop, the sack slowly drawing in tighter as it stubbornly worked to make more cum, even when his body was sated. After ten years of being a horny pervert, Issei had finally had sex, and with a beautiful older girl to boot. She was a bit rougher than Rias—well, quite a bit, really—but who better to show him how to use his oversized schlong than an active kid-wringer? He slowly raised his hips and looked back to see his handiwork. “Eh?” he said. While everything behind him was a sea of gloppy white paste, there was also a trail of red mixed in there. Now that he thought of it, in Akeno’s initial spearing, there had been just the slightest moment of resistance on that short stretch to her womb. Could it be…
Issei looked to Akeno, so messy with spit and love that she couldn’t respond properly beyond a few nods. But she was smiling. “A-Ara... you... found out?”
His heart pounded. The beast in him pounded too, fresh sperm splashing into his balls. It didn’t matter how tired he was; he sank his hips back down, with Akeno giggling beneath him.
Not a moment passed that Issei wasn’t fucking or degrading his black-haired cocksleeve. Sperm lay in thick puddles across the floor, fresh mixing with crusted both on the carpet and on the walls—Issei would blast salvos from the bed to the TV, and frequently fingerbanged Akeno’s cunt so hard that semen sprayed from her bloated womb. He loved squeezing her ass, tits, and belly, always harassing a handful of soft girl-flesh as she sucked and fucked his shaft.
But even if he wasn’t a horny harem-king-in-training, Issei’s mana overcharge required constant sexual attention. Even if Issei could shoot his sperm out with an ass-quaking doggystyle, there was still enough mana loaded throughout his veins that Akeno needed to regularly vacuum-suck his shaft, her nasty glucks and slurps spilling from the door even in the middle of the night. Throughout the next three days, Issei would wake up to Akeno’s semen-drenched blowjobs, the dumb bitch passed out with her throat still working his shaft.
Akeno thoroughly fulfilled her promised ‘practice sex’, with Issei’s awkward thrusts from before becoming precise and greedy, hungry to hit every fleshy part inside the teen’s body. Turns out that banging up a slutty pussy enough times can create new G-spots in a girl’s pussy! Issei grinned ear to ear the first time that a thrust into her guts made Akeno scream out a new orgasm; he rewarded her with a pussy-massage afterward, grinding his palms over her pelvis as she lay in the aftertaste of his brutal fuck. And this practice happened off the bed, too, with Akeno sitting the boy down and demanding he beat her face with his cock and spew out bully-brained insults, Issei growing just as hot over slapping her face with his meat as he did calling her a stupid bitch. He ended these sessions by spraying her face with all the ball snot that thickened amidst his domming.
The only time their privates parted was when Akeno needed to cook him meals, with Issei often getting annoyed over not having anything to satisfy his swelling sack. But thinking back to his insults made him consider the next step of his domination, expressed through stomping his foot and demanding she slut-squat that bubbly devil butt, which she answered with a sultry smile and wide-legged squat that let him pounce on her ass and plunge into her butthole, both master and bitch growling over how tight a fuck her chute made. This was his first time pounding her ass and would become a mealtime staple.
Their three days of mating season ended with a knock on the door. “Akeno? Issei-kun?” a cool and fertile voice rang. “Open up!”
Issei was in the middle of having his balls eaten when the voice rang out, prompting Akeno to reluctantly pop them from her cheeks. Akeno’s body had changed, now wobblier than before, with her curvy, meaty figure instinctively altered to please her mate, and let Issei use her breasts as handlebars as he thrust into her from the front. She went to open the door, her dumb ahegao meeting the club president’s surprised gaze. Issei couldn’t blame her, not just because his vigorous thrusts created bulges in Akeno’s belly, but also due to the sperm splattered all over the room and the rancid smell wafting into the hallway.
“A-Akeno...”
“Hi~! Your loyal Queen Piece is hard at work!”
“I... I see that.” Rias shifted her hips uncomfortably. “I haven’t seen you two in three days, so I grew worried, and, jeez—keep it down, please. There are rumors circulating about a ghoul moaning out from the old schoolhouse.”
“There’s nothing wrong~” Akeno’s fucked-dumb state seeping into her smile. “Mnn, Issei’s a little mana factory; I have to serve this cock nonstop just to keep up with the supply.” Her eyes shone, and Rias blinked in shock.
“H-How are you holding up, Issei-kun?” Rias said. Akeno turned to show him better, flashing a quick glance at him, and he knowingly nodded. Neither of them had forgotten their promise. He took a wide stance as he pounded Akeno’s guts as deep as possible, making her stomach bulge out and smack her tits with the same violence as his balls thwacking her butt. Rias gasped at how unreservedly he dominated the teen.
“I feel awesome!” Issei grinned, hooking a finger into Akeno’s mouth and pulling on her cheek. “Guess what—Akeno became my personal cumdumpster! My cock feels so good with a sexy teenage girl sucking my semen every day.”
“Your cumdumpster...?” Rias shivered, squeezing her palm over her pussy.
“Mhm! She feels goooood~,” he giggled, a particularly fierce thrust making Akeno squeal. “Is your pussy just as soft as Akeno’s? I’d really love to fuck it raw!”
“Ohhh, don’t go fucking other girls, Issei! I’ll get lonely if I can’t snuggle with your balls!”
“I... you two look very happy. But,” she coughed into her hand. “Don’t turn my servant into breeding stock, Issei-kun! And Akeno, dropping your club duties just to fuck a kid is very unprofessional! If I don’t see you outside and ready to go in the next hour—!” She turned away, huffing, but paused as the raunchy sounds of Issei and Akeno continued. Rias shivered. “And clean the guest room!”
With step one of their plan complete, they tidied up and joined Rias in the club room, where they worked on the couch Issei had slept on while Rias massaged her temples at her desk. “I can’t believe there’s no one around who can pick up Issei-kun. And the mom’s dealing with an issue at her grandmother’s, too. I can’t believe she trusts two girls she’s never met to take care of her kid in the meantime.” She looked at Issei. “Do you have anything to say for yourself—”
She nearly fell out of her chair. Issei stood in front of the couch, Akeno’s legs wrapped around him as they made out. Her paperwork slipped to the floor as Issei kicked the table and moved in to lock lips. They’d been quiet while Rias worked, but the moment she broke her concentration, Issei went all in. Their frantic kissing grew sloppy as the two perverts lost themselves in lust. “N-Not really,” he said, parting from Akeno’s lips only to keep their tongues rolling together. “Just... Mmm!” Akeno sucked on Issei’s tongue. He smacked her tits and teased, “Hey! I’m trying to answer her question, you sow!”
“Nngh! I’m sorry,” Akeno mewled, kissing his cheek. Rias squirmed in her seat—something she always did whenever he got rough with her friend.
“My mana’s building up again. Get on your knees and open that mouth.”
“Yes...” Akeno did as ordered, Issei scooting the coffee table back to make enough room for that fat ass to plop onto the floor. Thick liquids smeared across Issei’s shaft; Rias licked her lips in the same way as Akeno, who held his thighs and stared in marvel at the throbbing penis.
Rias gulped as Akeno spread her mouth to its limit and swallowed the boy whole. “Ooh,” she bit her lip, watching him push into her, “A-Akeno, don’t...”
Spluuuuuurssshhh…
Splashing and sloshing filled the room as Issei pinched Akeno’s nose shut and dumped his load straight down her throat. He smirked at her; before Rias knew it, she had smushed her tits against the desk, leaning in and gawking at the dominance before her. “Ahh! There we go. Thanks, slut!” he said, smacking her across the face.
“Pwah~” Akeno gasped and drooled from her tongue-lolled mouth.
“Clean my butthole, too,” Issei said, turning around and using Akeno’s face as a stool. His cumdump grabbed his hips and made sweet love to his butt as semen and saliva dribbled down her chin and splattered onto her tits. “Rias-san!” he said, grinning at her. “Get this: Akeno’s tongue perfectly fits my anus, so her tongue can get all the crevices nice and clean! Her throat isn’t just good for drinking semen—she’s an ass-sucking genius!” Akeno mumbled a ‘Thank you~’ through a mouth full of kid cheeks.
“Akeno...” Rias said.
“Ahh?” Akeno peered from below Issei’s bubble butt, slurping all over its crevice.
“D-Did you finish that assignment I asked you to do?” Rias shakily held a stack of papers. “I... I just need your signature on it, so...”
Issei grunted as his leftover dregs spilled all over the chess set. “She’s busy sucking my butt! Can’t it wait?”
“Actually, no. This has a pressing deadline…”
Issei whined. He was going to cum, damn it, and the asslicking needed to continue. His balls still churned, and his dick ached in desperation, but Rias’s cute blush had his mind whirring. “If it’s that big a deal, then fine!” he looked back at Akeno. “Hey, assmuncher! Get to signing!” He parted from her mouth. But Akeno just sat there, gurgling on all the sperm and butt juices filling her mouth. Her voice came faint from her stuffed throat.
“I love you, Issei!”
Issei’s cock flexed to full mast. That wasn’t part of their script, but... “I love you, too!” Issei yelled, grabbing her head and pounding it into the couch. He skullfucked her throat, Akeno spasming from orgasmic delight as he used her face. Rias had her face to the desk, moaning as her shlicking became too loud to hide, and bit her knuckle as the pounding worsened with every thrust. Blood drained from her face as her ovaries took full demand, their clenching making her drool. The sounds of gurgling throat-rape were inescapable. Schlop. Schlop. Schlop…