Chapter 3 - Chapter 3

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Idly, she noted the sound of the shower stopping, just as her hand pressed to the wood of the door to make it swing open. Instinctive warmth spread down from her chest to her guts as slow, wet, heavy footfalls fell somewhere behind her, slowly stepping closer as she finally looked up.
 
She found Tsukune. He looked like he hadn’t slept a wink, just… sat there. Chin on his knees, arms folded around his legs as he looked back at her with a dead stare.
 
Moka heard the steps stop between her legs, a shadow caused by the bathroom light falling over her as she met her boyfriend's stare and smiled warmly, understandingly.
 
“Hey, Tsukune…” Her voice came out hoarse, vocal cords strained as meaty fingers dug into her legs and lifted her up onto her hands and knees. “I have some really good news!”
 
He looked at her, not a single emotion to be seen as Moka licked her lips and brought a hand underneath herself to rub the bulge in her belly.
 
“I’m…”
 
Something pressed to her entrance, something big, but neither of them broke eye contact as whatever it was took aim.
 
“I think...” Her smile turned radiant as the first rays of morning sunlight broke through the window and over her angelic face. “I think…”
 


Continuing where we left off…
 
“I’m pregnant!”
 
‘SQUELCH’
 
“KYAA!”
 
With a single shunt of his hips, Buta drove balls deep into the silky folds of Moka’s pussy, the previous gooey loads of thick white spunk squirting out around him and splashing onto the floor as she threw her head back with a scream and felt over a foot's worth of piping hot cock spear towards her womb. The massive tip of his schlong slammed against her cervix with a teeth-rattling smack, and it took EVERYTHING she had to not pass out right then and there, with her petite fingers clawing at the slippery bathroom tiles as two meaty paws wrapped around her hips and pulled her back with an ass quivering ‘CLAP!’.
 
“Stupid! Fucking! Pig!”.
 
Fresh from the shower, Buta knelt behind the mountainous curve of Moka’s rear with the soaking wet strings of his hair plastered around his skull. Thick lips pulled back to reveal a ravenous grin and he listened to her breathless cries before beginning to ram himself home with a series of beastly grunts, greedily devouring the way her fat rump shook as it slapped loudly back against his overhanging gut with every careless pump.
 
“Where’d you think you were going, HUH?!” He snorted, squeezing down on Moka’s meaty white hips with a bruising force and dragging her back and forth along his shaft as she squealed and stretched her lips into a hedonistic ‘O’. “Bad enough that you passed out, but then you thought you could just slink away without saying hello?”
 
‘WHAP!’
 
“UWAAH~”
 
A single furious swat of his palm against her right ass cheek planted a fresh, burning red handprint amongst its faded brethren, making it wobble to the left and dropping her forcibly from her hands down onto her elbows. Without even thinking her back arched and Moka started shoving herself against him, swinging her hips and mewling in the back of her throat as her fat ass slapped against his thighs again, and again, and again.
 
“I’m sorry! I just, I just wasn’t THINKING!”
 
Her voice bolted up in pitch while her eyes rolled and she came, a series of pleasurable spasms turning her beauty into a writhing sack of lewdly moaning flesh as she fell face down with her cheek pressed into the tiles, creamy tit flesh ballooning out and flattening underneath her weight until it was visibly bulging out around her torso.
 
With glutinous glee Buta fell forward onto her back and crushed her under his weight, the graceful curve of her spine moulding to his pudgy gut while his hands wrapped underneath her body, coaxing out a breathless coo of joy as they rubbed their way up her soft belly before grabbing a hold of her breasts, fingers finding the nibs of her nipples and viciously clamping down as all the while he just didn’t stop fucking.
 
“Mmph! Mmph! Mmph! Oh yeah?” He grunted and laughed, bouncing his hips and rutting down into her jiggling body like an alpha mounting its bitch. “And I guess you just ‘happened’ to run into the little faggot, ye?”
 
The air exploded from her lungs as Buta swung his hips all the way up and dropped, piledriving his shaft deep into her guts and cratering against her womb as Moka gurgled while he rolled his head back and sneered at the door ahead.
 
“Enjoying the, HNN, show?”
 
Lifeless eyes stared back from where Moka’s “boyfriend” hadn’t moved an inch. He was just sat there, watching as the grotesque tub of lard rolled around on top of his beautiful pink-haired girlfriend, the rhythmic slapping of those grapefruit-sized nuts against the backs of her plump thighs matching the pace of his cock as it burrowed in and out with a series of rapid squelches, like an old maid churning butter as one after another they dragged an eye rolling orgasm out of Moka’s twitching body and left her juices to come pissing down between her legs.
 
“What’s the matter? Got nothing to say?” Buta taunted. “You haven’t stopped your whining since the moment I got here, and now you’ve run out of words?”
 
Another heavy thrust slammed Moka against the tile with the sound of wet meat, her gurgling a complete opposite to the way she reached back to grab onto his hips and help pull his hips against her ass. That was the only thing that seemed to get a reaction out of the boy, his eyes flickering at the motion, something Buta caught as his lips pulled back in a cruel smirk.
 
“Not even for her?”
 
His hand yanked itself out from beneath her plump chest and Moka squealed as it found her hair, almost tearing some of her tresses out at the root as Buta bent her neck painfully back and forced her expression up into the light.
 
She was a mess.
 
A layer of glistening drool coated her chin, thick enough to start dripping down her neck as her sweet pink tongue flopped about blissfully past her lips. A dark pink flush coloured her cheeks as she didn’t even try to resist his hold, seemingly more than happy to hang from his hand by her hair as she panted and moaned with even the smallest shift of his hips.
 
“Come on runt, tell her she’s a slut. A no good cheating WHORE!”
 
‘WHAM!’
 
“GAH!”
 
Moka choked on her own pleasure as Buta’s cock thrashed around in her guts, his merciless humping melting into a more slow, insidious grind as he rolled his hips and made sure Tsukune could see every lustful twitch and shudder that crossed her face.
 
“She wasn’t even difficult!” Buta hissed. “I’ve had her shaking this fat ass since the day we met. Ain’t that right, piglet?”
 
‘CRACKI!’
 
“KYAH! Oh! Gods! Yes!” Like a cum drunk whore Moka squealed, the pain from Buta’s latest love tap against her rear morphing into thought melting pleasure as he pulled away from her back and rose onto his knees, settling in to let her do all the work as the bubbly vampire all too happily pushed herself up on shaky arms to start slamming herself back into his lap.
 
His hands came down to the outsides of her thighs and felt the flesh ripple, the softness of her legs wobbling with each clap of that booty against him as Buta stroked his way around the curve of her hips and wrapped his hands around her waist.
 
“UNGH~Mmm~ah? B-B-ButAAA?!”
 
Confused at first with the shifting going on behind her, Moka was left completely unprepared for the sudden force behind her lover's arms as he squeezed down on her waspish waist and lifted. Like a baby giraffe standing up for the first time her legs were unstable, kicking about left and right as she struggled to find her footing while remaining bent over at the waist with really only Buta’s hold to keep her up as he grit his teeth and roared.
 
“You see this, Tsukune?! Real. Men. FUCK!”
 
Her whole body tensed as Moka opened her eyes and looked straight ahead with a caustic mixture of lust, fear and nervous anticipation, meeting Tsukune’s gaze for the last time and offering him a dopey smile as Buta’s fat cock scraped inch by inch over every fold in her tunnel on its way back to sitting just inside her entrance, the thick honey of her arousal dribbling out around its mushroom shaped tip as he lifted his foot and took a single deafening step forward…
 
“While the losers. Fucking. WATCH!”
 
As soon as his foot touched back down Moka had about half a second to gulp down a mouthful of air before with the force of a charging bull Buta pushed. It was like getting hit by a car, the might of his hips crashing into her rear end and shunting her whole body forward as that inhuman pole he called a dick tore through her cunt and into her womb, piercing past the gates and forcing its way back into her baby room as the breath in her lungs was forced from her swollen lips in a great big whoosh.
 
The beast in her guts slithered back and Moka was left to barely hanging onto her consciousness as she felt him take another step, only just managing to brace herself for the following slam as a whimpering yelp tore its way out of her throat and she was manhandled into following his lead. With her tits swinging, hair dangling, ass wobbling under the bruising force, Moka awkwardly waddled forward.
 
Before she knew it she’d been marched through the door and out into the hallway, the light from the bathroom shining around them out into the darkness beyond as Buta dragged her into position. Face to face with Tsukune, Moka’s eyes bored into his through the tangled curtain of her hair.
 
‘SLAP-SLAP-SLAP-SLAP!’
 
“Ugh, hah, I’m- UWA! I’m reeeeally sorry Ts-Ts-Tsukune! But I just… I just think-MMPH! We should be- HUWAH! F-f-ffffffffff~”
 
‘BAM!’
 
“FRIENDS!”
 
With a final resounding crack of flesh against flesh Moka threw her head back and howled, the slippery folds of her pussy shivering where they lay coiled around Buta’s blistering shaft as with a grunt of approval he buried himself into her womb and came. A tidal wave of boiling hot spunk unloaded its way into her baby room and she greeted it gleefully, mouth wide and her tongue waving as the beautiful, aristocratic features adorning her face curled up in a shameless ahegao.
 
Tsukune watched every moment of it, the image burning its way into his mind as Buta thrust away at her cunny and made sure to cram every single millilitre of spunk into her body, only stopping once the stranglehold around his cock relaxed and she slipped free to go crashing face first into Tsukune’s lap, her panting mouth landing directly atop the small bump of his crotch and her nostrils flaring as they inhaled the weak smell of watered down cum that had at some point leaked out to soak through the front of his pants.
 
…
 
“… Okay.” He murmured, surprising even himself as he watched Buta walk back into the bathroom and shut the door, leaving both Tsukune and Moka alone to lay slumped together in the dark as her breath slowly started to even out while the remains of Buta’s load dribbled down her inner thighs.
 
“Friends.”
 


Dead trees. Creepy architecture. Filled with monsters.
 
As always, Yokai Academy stood tall and grandiose at the end of a long dirt road, surrounded on all sides by dead remains of shrivelled up trees. This close to the start of class, it was no surprise that most of the students had already made their way inside, leaving the unlikely grouping of Buta and Moka (with Tsukune trailing just slightly behind) to make their way casually through the gates and into the courtyard proper.
 
“Hehehehe~ Mmmm, ohhh Buta.”
 
Of course, the lack of other students just made Moka’s behaviour all the more obvious. The bell like sound of her infatuated giggling carried across the empty quad with ease as the beaming pinkett hung herself from his arm like a gold digging trophy wife, offering herself up on a silver platter for Buta to feast his lascivious eyes on as they trekked towards the front entrance.
 
“Hngh hngh. What’s wrong, Piggy? You cold or sum’n?” He teased and-
 
‘SLAP!’
 
“Hya!”
 
With the sound of a whip cracking, Buta’s thick, meaty paw came swinging around to slam against the thick white cushion of Moka’s ass, the force rippling throughout both cheeks as she squealed and jumped forward onto the very tips of her toes before eagerly jerking back into his palm where those fat, sausage like fingers could go digging around the crack of her rump, toying with the crinkled star of her anus. Something that wasn’t too difficult to notice, considering Moka had gone out of her way to cover up absolutely nothing.
 
Even after crawling out of their bathroom with her pussy still swollen and leaking Buta’s spunk, Moka had still done her best to please her new man. No blazer. A tight white button up shirt that she only buttoned across her navel. A skirt so skimpy, so small, that it did absolutely NOTHING to cover up the naked and jiggling expanse of creamy white ass meat that wobbled and shook as she kept herself pressed tight to Buta’s lumbering side while he slid a finger down to the back of her dripping slit before dragging it higher and jamming it into the stretching ring of her asshole, twisting it like a screwdriver and digging in DEEP while she stumbled and spread her own cheeks as she walked.
 
There wasn’t a lick of underwear. No bra to stop her fat tits from dancing while their pointed nipples jabbed out from beneath the fabric, and no panties to offer her any decency as she walked a few feet ahead of him and happily allowed the man to tunnel around in her backdoor before he took those greasy, smelly fingers and shunted them back into her cunt, obviously wiping them off on her inner walls as she cooed before sucking them clean as he piggishly stuffed them into her mouth.
 
“Buta!”
 
“Hmm?”
 
The sound of his name echoing out from further down the path distracted Buta enough that he completely forgot about the girl cumming her brains out on his fingers and let go, turning to find two of the biggest whores he’d ever met running towards him.
 
“BUTA!”
 
With sky blue hair bouncing  in the wind, the only succubus on campus, Kurumu Kurono, leapt off the ground with a screech of joy and hurled herself into Buta’s huge arms. He wasn’t even trying to catch her, clearly finding far more interest in clasping his hands onto the backs of her cushy thighs and sliding them up to palm twin fatty handfuls of ass as she moaned and buried his slobbering face into the mountains of creamy tit flesh jutting out from her chest.
 
“Where have you been?!” She cried out as Mizore ran up beside them, wasting no time herself in pulling one of his hands from out beneath Kurumu’s skirt and shoving it between her own thighs to cup her juicy mound, the colourful underwear underneath doing little to stop his questing fingers from finding her absolutely gushing as he grunted and bit at Kurumu’s shirt.
 
“Busy.”
 
Snorting and snuffling, Buta tore open her top and shoved his face between the cups of her bra, getting a delighted moan as his sloppy tongue went to work on sliding in and around the deep crevices of her wobbling tits. The sounds of him pawing at both busty skanks and their own obvious moans and gasps of enjoyment were what coaxed Moka out of her pleasure-fueled daze, pushing her to straighten up and look at them with a furrowed brow.
 
“U-umm, Buta-?”
 
“We were seriously worried about you!” Kurumu pouted, pushing herself back to plant both hands on her hips, pouting prettily as Mizore emphatically nodded beside her. “We both went to the trouble of getting all ready for you and you never even showed up! Seriously, what were you even doi-” her eyes met Moka’s, and it didn’t take much more than that for her nose to scrunch up like she’d smelled something sour. “…oh. Tch, figures.”
 
Blinking at the sudden show of hostility, Moka’s own lips dipped down into a frown as Kurumu summarily turned away to ignore her with a sharp “Hmph!”, turning all her attention back to the target of her affections.
 
“Seriously, Buta? Her? Goody two shoes bubblegum princess?” The Succubus sneered, eyes flicking back over to the girl in question and examining her up and head to toe as Moka recoiled at the rude behaviour.
 
“Excuse me?”Anger and hurt filtered through her expression as Kurumu didn’t deem her worthy of a proper response, instead making her thoughts clear with a dismissive sniff. 
 
Taking Buta’s hand and tugging it from between the heavily breathing snow demons legs, Kurumu wasted no time in wrapping it in her own arms and burying it between the mounds of her chest, eagerly pulling Buta towards an out of the way wall far from the school's entrance, hiding them from prying eyes. Not eager to let the two demons get away with her man, Moka quickly moved to hurry after them, hot on their heels and leaving Tsukune to slouchingly pick up the rear as he followed after with weak, plodding steps.
 
When they finally rounded the corner it was to find Buta with his back to the wall and an amused grin stretching his face while Kurumu, still pouting, rummaged around behind the waistband of his sweatpants.
 
“Hey!” Moka huffed, fists clenched as she stormed her way over. “What do you think you’re doing to Buta?” 
 
The snap of a waistband filled the air.
 
“Hah? What does it look like?” Kurumu countered, condescension dripping from her tone as Moka’s frown deepened.
 
“W-well… stop!”
 
“No.”
 
Kurumu didn’t even hesitate to ignore the pinkette as she seemingly found what she was looking for. The warm, veiny girth of Buta’s quickly swelling cock expanded to fill her palm and strain against her fingers as she cooed and started to jerk her wrist.
 
“Poor Buta, you’re so pent up! Though I guess it's no wonder.” She hummed, shooting Moka a sharp smirk as he grunted in the back of his throat and thrust against her hand. “What with the ditzy blushing virgin over there being what you had to make do with.”
 
Gaping in outrage, Moka stood there frozen and watched as Kurumu paid her no mind, instead stretching up onto the tips of her toes to gracelessly stuff her tongue into Buta’s wide and welcoming mouth.
 
“Mmmmm, fuwa! I mished you~” She moaned, the sloppy sounds of Buta’s tongue tangling with her own only interspersed by the occasional smacking of lips.
 
“Make do with?” Moka repeated, jealousy curling in her gut as she clenched her fists and glared. “Is that what you call him choosing to make love with me over lowering himself to the campus slut?” She spat.
 
“Pfft, oh please.” Kurumu snorted, a tick mark appearing in the corner of her temple as she turned away from Buta’s slimy tongue and fisted his cock harder. “A man like Buta doesn’t make love. He probably felt SORRY for you, considering the best you could do is scrawny, limp dicked Tsukune over there.”
 
“Oh yeah? Is that what helps you sleep alone at night?” Moka laughed, grinning victoriously as Kurumu’s cheeks turned red before she spun around with a snap.
 
“Oh, you think that’s funny?” She simmered, eyes narrowing as she looked Moka up and down with a sneer. “You think you’re so much better than the rest of us, but you’re not. You’re hardly even a monster!”
 
Her hand released Buta’s length just as its fat, throbbing tip managed to slither out the top of his pants, bobbing against his gut as she loudly stomped her way over to get face to face with Moka.
 
“I’m a Vampire!” Moka shoved her forehead into the other girls, pressing forward ineffectually as Kurumu sneered and didn’t budge an inch.
 
“Barely. You’re practically on the same level as Tsukune, a puny little HUMAN!”
 
The word snapped from her red painted lips as Kurumu shot forward and grabbed a hold of Moka, perfectly manicured nails latching on and digging into the other girl's upper arms to make her yelp as she was dragged in close and spun around to face the wall.
 
“Fucking weakling!”
 
Those deceptively strong arms shoved her forward and Moka slammed into the brick with a sharp yelp, saving herself from going face first into the mortar by the skin of her teeth as she caught herself on her hands, only to cry out in pain as Kurumu’s forearm pressed against the back of her neck and pushed.
 
“Hngh? A-ah, OW!”
 
Moka felt the brick rub harshly against her cheek and scrape along the slopes of her breasts as Kurumu gleefully pinned her flat, the rosary on her chest digging into her skin as her feet were kicked apart and a lithe, toned thigh forced itself between her own.
 
“Tsk tsk, Moka, just what have you done to yourself~” Kurumu purred, easily trapping the squirming Vampire between her own body and the wall as she moulded herself to Moka’s back, using her free hand to stroke down and over the curve of said girls hip before teasingly starting to tug at the sinfully short hem hiked around her upper thighs. “Prissy little Princesses like you should be trying to protect their dignity, not throw it away by dressing like a brainless slut.” She hissed into Moka’s ear, right before sharply nipping at the skin of her lobe. “That’s MY territory.”
 
The pink haired beauty’s struggles increased as Kurumu’s fingers continued their exploration, sliding underneath the tiny garment and dragging it up to expose the entirety of her thick, creamy white thigh in all its glory, as meanwhile Moka managed to twist her head just enough to meet her avian glee with a glare.
 
“Obviously it’s for my boyfriend.” She ground out pointedly, trying to rub the point home but fuming as Kurumu simply pasted a look of faux confusion across her face.
 
“Oh, you’re wearing this for Tsukune?” She wondered innocently.
 
“No, for BUTA!” Moka snapped.
 
A tinkling giggle laced with mocking filled the clearing.
 
“Well, that just goes to show what you know.” The beautiful Succubus laughed,  dragging her nails all the way up Moka’s thigh until they met her waist and produced a shudder. “My Buta doesn’t like his cunts left out in the wind. He likes trophies, tearing his bitch’s panties off and licking the juices off their crotch as he pins them down and ravages them until they can’t remember their own boyfriends name~”
 
The lips at her ear pursed and Moka whimpered at the hot, moist breath that puffed along the sensitive skin, her teeth sinking down into her lower lip as she tried to hold back the traitorous gasp of excitement building up in her throat at the feel of Kurumu’s fingers sliding around her hip to settle in at the top of her ass crack.
 
“If he wanted easy access, all he’d have to do is bend you over and push.” One finger extended and started to slide down. “Something like your embarrassing little granny panties wouldn’t be able to stop that meaty cock from bursting-” It found the rim of her anus and circled, making it pucker- “Its way inside~” -before sliding back out.
 
A burning hot flush filled her cheeks as Moka felt her body respond to Kurumu’s touch, but she couldn’t risk opening her mouth to complain in case her own arousal somehow found its way slipping from her lips. Just the thought was humiliating, but Moka soon realised she didn’t have much choice as the lone finger being swallowed up by her cheeks kept gliding its way down, shooting her eyes wide as it rubbed across her taint and found the first trace of dripping wet-
 
“NO!”
 
Kurumu’s finger found the back of Moka’s slit and speared, stretching her face in a malevolent smile as Moka’s protest was swallowed up in a wave of her own lusty moans, the rolling wave of pleasure pouring out from her chest and hardening her nipples until they slapped against the brick hard enough to make sparks fly as Kurumu laughed and drilled her digit in over the silken folds.
 
“Hwaaah! Bu-Bu-BUTA!” Moka wailed, the breathy sounds of her pleasure mixing with the wind as her juices began to trickle down the insides of her legs as Kurumu relentlessly thrust back and forth to keep scooping them out, her own chest rising and falling with rapid excitement as she felt the muggy warmth of Moka’s cunny wrap around her finger and suck it in up to the second knuckle.
 
“Ehehehe, Buta?” Kurumu giggled. “I think he’s a little busy~”
 
The fingertip coasting through her pussy suddenly honed in on the rough skin of her G-spot and Moka’s legs shook so hard she thought they might collapse. The heat was building up in her core, turning her blood to fire and painting her sight with a steamy glow as she pressed her burning hot cheek into the cool brick wall and forced the lids of her eyes to pull back so she could look to Buta for help…
 
What she found was him grunting like a boar, pants pulled down and his outrageously large nuts swinging in the wind as Mizore bent forward at the waist, legs straight with her snow white ass out as she held apart the opening of her shirt between the buttons, stretching the fabric to make way for him to slide his meaty cock through the top of her breasts and into the cavern between, its length going so far as to poke out the bottom towards her belly button.
 
“B-But-MMPH!”
 
Moka’s eyes widened and dilated as the arm across her neck pulled away and let her loose just enough for Kurumu to slip a hand around her face and CLAMP it over her nose and lips. Suddenly she was left struggling to breathe, and that made it all the more bizarre that slowly, with every gasp, she fought back less and less.
 
“That’s right, thaaaat’s right. You can smell it, can’t you?” Kurumu’s melodic voice tickled her ear. 
 
Pulling her arms away from the wall, Moka didn’t need to wonder what the sadistic bitch curled up against her back was talking about. After all, it was something she was already wonderfully familiar with, and just the slightest whiff was enough to turn her leaking cunt into a gushing faucet.
 
“Mmmmm~ phhhhhhhh! Mmmmmm, PHHHHHH!”
 
Like someone trapped in a falling plane clinging to their oxygen mask, Moka brought both hands up to the palm planted across her face and pressed, CRUSHING the silky smooth skin to her nostrils and making it easier for her to gustily snort up every speck of nasty, smelly cock dirt that still clung to Kurumu’s flesh from when she’d shoved her hand down Buta’s pants and briefly jerked him off.
 
“Hnnnnn~ there you go you slutty little addict, not so high and mighty now. Are ya?” Kurumu asked, gleefully adding another finger to the slowly stretching slit between Moka’s thighs and rapidly slamming them up to her knuckles with a slippery ‘squelch-squelch-squelch’!
 
“Oh fuck, I just LOVE putting wound up cunts like you in their place! God you’re making me so, fucking, WET!”
 
Kurumu’s mouth dropped open and her tongue slid out, licking a circuit around the outside of her lips and painting them with a glossy sheen as she flushed bright red and yanked her fingers out of Moka’s throbbing quim, a squirt of pussy juice following them out as the girl sobbed with pleasure and mindlessly tongued the Succubus’ palm.
 
Fingers still dripping with Moka’s arousal, Kurumu only briefly brought them up to her face to take a quick whiff of their scent before she dropped them back down to the front of her skirt. Fumbling in her excitement, it took a moment to grab the hem of her mini skirt and tug, pulling it up and around her waspish waist to expose the crotch of utterly drenched striped panties where the engorged lips of her pussy could be seen clearly.
 
“Fuck you’re a slut.” She seethed, squaring her hips and lining up her mound with where Moka’s glistening lips poked out from between her legs. “I bet you’re used to just taking it.”
 
‘WHAP!’
 
Two cries rang out, one muffled with the other being loud and clear as the front of Kurumu’s crotch swung forward and slapped against Moka’s pussy, the two colliding to the sound of wet panties striking flesh before Kurumu wound back to do it again.
 
“Take it.”
 
‘WHAP!’
 
“Take it.”
 
‘WHAM!’
 
“Take it, take it, TAKE IT!”
 
‘CLAP-SMACK-SLAP!’
 
Unleashing all her anger on the bent over schoolgirl in front of her, Kurumu moaned out in sadistic bliss as every smack of their dripping wet pussys coming together sent a bolt of pleasure through her lower half. The air in her lungs reached a boiling point and spilled from her sweet lips in a series of gusty, steaming pants as she dragged Moka back by her face and forced that graceful spine to arch into the ass jutting, mountable bitch she was being forced to be!
 
“You jumped up cunt. First Tsukune- MMPH! Then Buta?! How greedy can you possibly fucking BE!”
 
Snarling like a wild beast, Kurumu dragged Moka back until her rolling eyes were forced to stare at the sky where Yokai Academy stood in silent judgement, the immovable walls of aged and revered stone reduced to a simple prop for one of its student's fat tits to be flattened against as she was railed brutally against it.
 
Of course, no matter how embarrassing or how degrading it was, that didn’t stop Moka from trembling like a lamb as the sloppy slaps of Kurumu’s degrading pussy against her own pushed her over the edge. Squealing into the hand covering her lips, the shuddering Vampire was left to feel the squirt of her own juices running down her legs and into her socks as Kurumu joined her in orgasm and dropped her to the floor.
 
Sinking down to the ground in a puddle of her own making, it didn’t take long for the finishing touch of her abuse to be presented. Kurumu was more than happy to moan up a storm as she stared down hungrily at the ditzy princess and brought a finger down to her clit, jilling it wildly as she groaned at the top of her lungs and climaxed so hard her arousal shot through the soiled fabric of her underwear and SPLATTERED across Moka’s back, soaking into the rear of her skirt and turning it see through while the other girl lay there on all fours and felt the warm, musky fluid dribble down her lower back and into the crack of her ass.
 
“Hah~hah~hah, do you get it now?” Kurumu gasped for breath, beaming in the afterglow of her victory as she dropped her skirt back down and began to clean her own fingers off with her tongue, even lapping up the thin coating of saliva on her other palm as Moka looked back up at her with pitifully glazed eyes. “Sluts like you are an embarrassment, only good for drinking piss and asking for more. You got away with Tsukune because he’s just as much of a loser as you are. But Buta? He’s nothing but undeniable, 100%, grade A hunk, and I’ll quit this school before I let him end up giving himself to a whimpering, weak little meat hole like you.”
 
Moka stared up at her in wordless anger, fists curling in the dirt as Kurumu flicked her long blue hair over one shoulder and shot her another condescending grin before sauntering off. The words were still ringing in Moka’s ears, but one word stuck out to her as she made her decision. Looking away from the hussy skipping up to Buta’s still titty humping side, Moka began to crawl the other way.
 
“Tsukune.”
 
He’d been watching the whole thing.
 
However, now, after everything that had happened? He hadn’t stepped in. After finding out the truth about Moka, he hadn’t even been surprised to see how the others were acting. He’d almost completely given up on expecting anything involved with Buta to be normal, and instead just decided to accept whatever came his way…
 
That being said, his new attitude didn’t make it any easier to watch the woman he loved come crawling his way with her cheeks still red and the tip of her pink tongue jutting out from between her lips, the pale curves of her rear rising up behind her and waving from side to side as her braless tits jiggle down below.
 
“You need to do it, Tsukune.” She pleaded.
 
“D-do it? Do what-?” He stiffened as she reached his feet, and to his shame he felt a fresh dribble entering his boxers as she began pawing at his legs, her soft hands coming awfully close to his embarrassingly small tent before she managed to latch onto one of his hands and drag it down to her chest.
 
“There’s no time! Tsukune, please, as my… as my friend?” 
 
Trapped by the glistening, doe-like eyes below, Tsukune was left completely helpless to the draw of her fingers as they pulled him all the way down to her throat and threaded through his own. Then, squeezing, his eyes widened as he felt the cold metal edges biting into his palm.
 
With a sinking realisation of what was about to happen Tsukune crumbled, arm lying limp in her grip as Moka forced his fingers to wrap around her rosary and take a tight hold before she tugged.
 
The following sharp snap heralded an explosion of magic that sent Tsukune tumbling backwards over into the mud, leaving no eyes to witness the light show erupting out of Moka’s form as she floated up and onto her feet. Then, slowly, the light bled out...
 
The pink drained from her locks and left behind a shimmering silver sea of hair, smooth as silk and reaching all the way down to her waist where it actually managed to reach past her skirt and tickle the upper curves of her ass. Those cushiony globes exploded outwards as they grew even larger to match the sudden expansion of milky white breast meat that pushed her top to either side, revealing the thick pink rings of her areola to the world. Eyelids snapped open to reveal burning red irises set into a no nonsense face, the prideful set of her lip and brow preceding her frown as her eyes landed on Mizore… and Kurumu.
 
Without sparing Tsukune even a backwards glance, the freshly released Inner Moka set her lips into a look of distaste and began to march. With every step she took those hips swung and the roundness of that ass followed the beat, the lower halves of creamy white goodness visible even between her legs at every seductive peek her gait revealed, until finally Buta looked away from the Succubus clamouring for his attention.
 
Moka met his gaze with ease and neither one of them felt the need to break it, the crimson glow of her eyes seeming to brighten as she seamlessly arched her back and puffed up her chest, pushing it forward as she strode closer.
 
“Neh, neh, were you watching, Buta?” Kurumu asked excitedly, completely unaware of the danger approaching from her rear as she paweed at his chest and eagerly kneaded the flab coated muscles. “You don’t have to worry anymore, I totally put that annoying little bimbo in her place. You should have seen her! Crawling around in the mud like a dog. Pathetic, whimpering-”
 
“Weak?”
 
There was barely enough time for Kurumu’s eyes to widen before a set of thin, powerful fingers slid around her neck and clamped onto the sides of her throat. Immediately she started to choke, spluttering loudly as Buta looked at her impassively before returning his eyes to the beauty over her shoulder, eyes narrowing in thought before pulling back in surprise as an entertained grin overtook his face.
 
“... Piglet?”
 
Just hearing the way he spoke to her made her juices run, but Moka chose not to respond. Instead, she favoured the blue haired beauty dangling from her palm as she squeezed a little harder and brought her other hand down.
 
“What was it you were saying earlier, Kurumu? Hmm?” Moka asked, sharpened fingertips teasing their way down the back of the Succubus’ uniform until they found the waistband of her skirt and gave it a playful tug. “Something about Buta liking…”
 
The hand around her neck pulled her backwards and Kurumu’s eyes almost bulged out of their sockets as a pair of sharp, ivory coloured fangs scraped across the throbbing line of her artery.
 
“Trophies?”
 
Struggling even more frantically now, Kurumu was still left helpless to defend herself as the pointed teeth pulled away from her flushed throat and the hand in her skirt started to move. At an almost predatory glide it manoeuvred its way down, giving the shortened material a toying rub that swished it from side to side as the tight, buoyant bum cheeks underneath twitched before flexing as those fingers slid underneath and found the thin string of underwear swallowed up in between.
 
A choked gasp was the only protest she could make before those fingers plucked out and curled, tightening into a remorseless fist as their owner, without mercy or restraint, slowly began to pull.
 
“Something about Buta not liking… what was it?” Moka pondered, idly speaking her thoughts as the stretchy material reached its limits and began to dig into Kurumu's pussy, painfully wedging itself up between the lips of her gushing wet quim while the girl herself frantically kicked her legs to try and find some leverage. “‘His cunts left out in the wind’?”
 
Tears streaming, Kurumu’s expressive eyes rolled back as the pain reached its zenith and with an almighty snap the soaking wet fabric broke free, tearing against the mound of her pussy and setting her off into a gushing, masochistic orgasm which sent juices splashing across the dirt as Moka dropped her into a slumping lump on the floor, ignoring the desperate heaving for breath while boldly stepping over her body and holding the soiled garment aloft.
 
“Mmmmm~” She hummed, running that long, pointed tongue across her lower lip and stepping closer to look up and into Buta’s interested face while still twirling the weighted underwear around on her finger. “And I thought it was just the irony that was delicious.”
 
“That good?” He rumbled, still running his eyes up and down her newly expanded figure, particularly her hips and breasts as she chuckled throatily and reached up to wrap one arm around the back of his neck.
 
“Hmhmhm~... care to taste?” She purred.
 
He didn’t need to say yes and she didn’t need an answer, already taking the sodden fabric and pasting it over her lips before taking a firmer hold of his head and dragging Buta down. Seemingly intrigued, he more than came willingly, meeting her face with his own as their mouths slammed together over the material and the both of them began to moan.
 
With Kurumu’s stolen underwear between them it was impossible for either one of them to siege the others mouth, but that only served to make it more heated as the sweetly flavoured juices of a Succubus dribbled into both of their mouths and sent a hot wave through their bodies, their makeout session intensifying as both of their tongues met in the middle and pushed against the fabric, fighting and prodding to rub against each other. 
 
Eventually they managed to break apart with Buta taking the garment between his teeth to chew on, leaving Inner Moka to smile softly at the messy sight before a twitch of motion down below reminded her that they weren’t alone.
 
Feeling an uncharacteristic shudder of cold racing down her spine, Mizore twisted her head away from the succulent rod of vein riddled schlong currently running wild between her tits and came face to face with sizzling red eyes and a far less loving smile.
 
“Having fun there, little Snow whore?” Moka asked.
 
Mizore reflexively tried to pull away at the flash of white between those succulent lips, but failed as a grip like steel found the back of her skirt and twisted, wrapping any loose give around the Vampire’s wrist and tightening it like a lasso around the Yuki-Onna’s waist.
 
“Eep!” 
 
She yelped as the material dug into her soft skin, and Moka’s grin stretched even further as she took in the look of discomfort on the struggling girl's face.
 
“What’s the matter? You weren’t perhaps thinking of trying to run away, were you?” Moka asked, expression darkening and her voice dropping into an enraged hiss as she pulled harder on Mizore’s skirt. “Not after you took the opening made by that bitch Kurumu absconding with my other self to go and hog my man's dick all to yourself?”
 
“A-ahah, umm, I’m s-s-”
 
“Sorry?” Moka finished for her, cutting off the stumbling words with a harsh jerk of her arm, slamming Mizore forward with a shout to make Buta grunt in pleasure as his crotch clapped against the cool, silken slopes of her breasts. “Why would you be sorry? Now now little Snow whore, don’t be ashamed! You wanted to get those fat, unsightly tits wrapped around him? FINE!” She snarled. “Feel free.”
 
Mizore’s wide and fearful eyes rolled back to try and find her but Moka had already moved, sliding around to place herself between Buta’s broad back and the wall. Loosening her fingers only slightly, the silver haired beauty created just enough give in the skirts twisted material to start dragging it up the demon’s body, lifting it above her hips and over the girls waspish figure to once again pull it together even tighter around her midsection, just beneath the underside of her breasts.
 
This allowed her to keep a hold of it even from behind Buta, her long arms reaching around his gut to resolutely grab onto the makeshift harness before she started to pull.
 
Moka didn’t even pretend to start out slow. Any anger and jealousy she held in her heart for her classmate was conveyed through the motions of her arms as they treated Mizore like a toy and yanked her forward, forcing those plump tits to slide all the way down Buta’s length before meeting the base with a meaty slap, the wrinkled skin of his balls swinging forward to bounce off her shirt and leave behind two dark, prominent stains as she yelped and tried to hold her balance.
 
As for Buta? He was more than happy to go along for the ride. With her skimpy skirt pulled out of the way he was treated to the view of her taut, shapely, snow white rear wiggling from side to side, while the innocently pink and white, snowflake dotted panties hugged her flesh and outlined her crack. That wasn’t even to mention the weirdly cool skin of her cleavage that wrapped around his girth and squeezed him from all sides, devouring him into a marshmallowy paradise that dragged out one aroused grunt after another as she pushed back his foreskin on every push and dragged out a thick lash of nut gunk on every pull.
 
Then he felt a pair of teeth start tugging at the back of his pants, and his grunting became a long, hot, heavy moan as his fat, unwashed ass cheeks were bared to both the air and a stream of warm, panting breath.
 
Unwilling to neglect using the lesser demon as a fleshlight for her lover, Inner Moka was more than happy to suffer the indignity of using her own lips and tongue to pull Buta’s dirty sweatpants and stained underwear out of the way. Once successful, she wasted no time in pushing her rosy cheeks against his crack and shaking her head, using those proud features to pry his ass apart until she was buried nose deep in the wiry forest of pubes that called the dark, stench ridden cavern housing his asshole home.
 
“Ohhhh fuck.” Buta moaned, spitting the destroyed panties out of his mouth to land wetly against Mizore’s neck, the spit-soaked fabric clinging there briefly before sluggishly beginning its descent along the side of her throat and down into the dust.. “You nasty little whore. You want some?”
 
Moka’s response was a harsh, deep sniff, her eyes rolling back and a shudder traipsing through her system as the fog of his nasty ass smell filled her nostrils and poured into her lungs, making her mouth water as she moaned and eagerly nodded her head between his cheeks.
 
“HA! I guess some things never change.” Buta laughed, twisting his hips from side to side and really rubbing his crack against the ridges of her nose and mouth. “Well then? What do you want, an invitation?!”
 
Apparently yes, and that WAS all she needed to hear. With lust clouding her eyes and a constant stream of arousal trickling down her inner left thigh, Moka tilted her head back and pressed her moaning mouth to the puckered star of his anus, kissing like it was her lover. The cushiony ring of her lips surrounded the rim and Buta’s hips bucked as her warm, wet tongue slid out to run a little circuit, warming it up and making it twitch before she started lapping with more urgency and applying a little pressure.
 
“MMPH! Hnnngh, yeeeeeah, that’s it, there’s my nasty little fuck pig!” He grunted, lips twisting into a grin as he pushed his ass back and trapped her between his asshole and the brick wall, blocking off all forms of light, air and escape as she moaned and drove her tongue forward. “Doesn’t matter what colour you dye your hair or how fat those milkers of yours grow, you’re still my cum guzzling bimbo spunk puppet. Now stop fucking around and LICK my ass!”
 
His hips swung backwards and Moka moaned as her skull thumped off the wall, barely even registering the hit as she ignored the first signs of her lungs needing fresh air in favour of curling her tongue and forcing it into his ass, prying apart the ring and gushing from her slit as his taste hit her buds. Before she knew it she had pushed it as deep as it could go, squirming around in his hole while her lips massaged and smacked around the outside, truly making out with his asshole as her arms pulled harder and sent a squealing Mizore’s tits crashing against his crotch with a series of air rending ‘CLAP’s!
 
Feeling a trickle of something both warm and sticky beginning to drizzle itself all over the top half of his dick, Buta turned his eyes down to see that Mizore had finally gotten into the flow. Seemingly having realised that there was no way she was going to be escaping Moka’s manic clutches, the snow white bitch had pursed those fat, cock sucking lips around her sweet on a stick and spat it off to the side, clearing the way for her drool to splatter itself across his schlong and pubes as Buta reached down for either side of her chest and squeezed.
 
“Hnnnnn yeah, that’s the fucking stuff!”
 
Lips pulled back to bare his firmly grit teeth, the well hung bully began to add his own force to the party, shunting his hips forward to meet Mizore’s tits and making them ripple before driving back to bury Moka’s wiggling tongue even deeper into his backdoor.
 
Then his eyes alighted on the pair of wide hips and pliant ass meat swinging around at the other end of Mizore’s body, those tight panties clinging to her flesh as every slam of his hips against her chest sent a wave of force dancing through her pale white meat. Without warning his hand reached forward, and Mizore squealed as it came hammering down with a thunderous crash just outside the fabrics thin protection, blurring the tissue pink and sending the snow demon into an ass swinging frenzy as she tried and failed to avoid the flurry of follow up slaps that he started to unleash on her poor behind.
 
“Bahahaha! What?! What’s the matter?” He laughed, alternating hands to the following beat of ‘SMACK-SMA-SMACK-SMACK’. “You can’t handle the pain?” He called.
 
“HNGH! Ah, n-nOWAH! I MEAN YES! I can, I can handle it!” Mizore yelped, wincing with every hit and trying to distract herself by jutting out her tongue and slapping it down across his junk.
 
“Hrrrrr, I don’t think you can.” Buta sneered. “I think if you did, you wouldn’t be trying to get out of the way and instead you’d be asking for MORE!”
 
A single harsh shove broke Moka’s grip and sent Mizore tumbling ass over tea kettle into the dirt, her skimpy skirt unfortunately suffering the strength of a vampire as it tore from her body and left her to shiveringly try and cover up her bruised and glowing bum cheeks from anyone lucky enough to look out one of the buildings windows and catch a peek.
 
With a single sharp turn Buta spun on the spot, replacing Moka’s newest snack with a jaw rattling cock slap that left her flushed face jerking to the side as she gasped and felt his thick fingers sliding through her hair. The air had barely rattled from her lungs before he was dragging her up by the silver tresses and throwing her chest against the wall, getting a loud “oomf” as Moka found herself eagerly pressing her palms against the rough brick and spreading her feet as he pressed against her back.
 
“You gonna give me the same trouble?” He puffed along the back of her ear, spittle striking her skin as he licked his lips and leaned into her with the angrily throbbing shaft of his rod.
 
Moka’s eyes fluttered and she groaned as its warmth pressed into her skin, sinking between the loaves of her ass and rubbing between her crack as she pushed back and ground herself along his length.
 
“Ohhhhhhhh, I would never.” She swore.
 
“You think you’re better than them?”
 
Forgotten and trembling on the ground to their left, Kurumu forced herself up onto hands and knees and looked up towards the pair of them, mouth open and her eyes distressed as she saw them pressed together with Moka’s fat ass rubbing all over his cock while a vixen like grin stretched those plump lips to reveal her fangs.
 
“I know I am.”
 
Buta smiled.
 
“Then prove it.”
 
Eager. Obedient. Submissive.
 
Three words that none who knew her would have EVER associated with this particular version of Moka, words that now came to the minds of the three students spread out around them that knew her best.
 
‘SMACK!’
 
“KYAH!”
 
It wasn’t some soft little love tap that hit Moka’s right cheek, it was a slap. One that turned her skin a mottled red and drove those blindingly white teeth to dig into her lower lip as Buta’s rough palm collided with her flesh and almost made her buckle at the knees. She didn’t though, her shocked audience watched on as their proud, silver haired princess grunted like a pig and shoved her hips back.
 
“Another!” She gasped, and Buta obliged.
 
This time it came swinging in from the left, hard enough to make her lower half jolt as the pale white meat of her rear wobbled inwards and moulded around his dick, swallowing it whole and leaving only the turgid tip visible where it peaked from above and unleashed a drop of milky white spunk that struck her flesh and almost seemed to sizzle against her skin.
 
“More!” Moka squealed. “More more more more MORE!”
 
Everytime she asked for it she got it, a storm of bruising hits that rained down on her ass and turned it into a handprint ridden masterpiece. The touch of two soft hands clawing at her leg distracted Moka from the searing goodness scarring itself into her flesh, and between the moaning words of encouragement she sent Buta’s way she managed to look down at the cause.
 
To her complete and utter lack of surprise she found Kurumu. Eyes dazed, tongue out and her hand buried between her thighs where she could hear the audible squelching of a sloppy pussy getting fingered.
 
“Please.” The Succubus whined, gasping for breath as she knelt there in humiliation and masturbated to the sight of Buta hot dogging Moka’s ass. “He’s not yours! I did everything so please, please not again!”
 
The Vampire stared at the pathetic sight, her heart pounding as she looked at someone who at one point, she might have even considered a friend…
 
Then Buta’s voice entered her ear and she realised that the ache she could feel wasn't coming from her chest. It was coming from her pussy.
 
“You must really want that dick.” He grunted, sinking his hands into the steaming red ass meat around his cock and giving it a harsh grope.
 
She did.
 
“I do!” Moka gasped.
 
Her words were meant for Buta, but her eyes remained locked on Kurumu’s as she made her feelings known.
 
“I’m going to suck that dick!” She moaned the filthy words, getting Buta to stiffen in surprise as he heard the uncouth language.
 
“Beg for it.” He recovered. “Beg for it with your body!”
 
Flexing her long and powerful legs, Moka stared down into Kurumu’s heartbroken gaze and gave her the most unapologetic open mouthed grin she could. Then, like a piston, her legs uncurled and the air around them shook as the supernaturally charged ‘CLAP’ of her meaty cheeks coming together around his cock tore through the clearing.
 
With the flawless grace of an aristocrat and the depraved, near feral conviction of a shameless, drugged up stripper working for her next meal, Akashiya Moka put her ass to work.
 
“Holy FUCK!” Buta laughed, leaning back and moaning every time the warm embrace of her cheeks wrapped around him as Moka grit her teeth and arched her back, flicking her hips and making her whole body shake as she twerked hard enough to break a sweat and filled the air with the constant ‘SLAP-SLAP-SLAP’ of her ass crashing against the backs of her thighs.
 
“Huuuuuuuuuhhh, Buta!” Moka groaned, smiling wide as she felt the throb between her cheeks before the slippery, silken touch of a tongue licking the sweat from her toned and salty thigh drew her gaze down. “Mmmmm, you like that?”
 
Down on her knees Kurumu hugged herself to the other girl's leg, eyes down as she submissively wrapped her tits around the Vampire’s knee and continued to finger herself while lapping away at the flawlessly smooth flesh.
 
“Fuck yeah I do, and now it’s time to get that greedy pig slut mouth, mmph, READY!” Buta grunted, and rarely had Moka ever moved so fast in her life.
 
Feeling the give as he moved a step back, the Vampire made it clear to Kurumu that she hadn’t forgotten her treatment from earlier, and they weren’t even close to being even. Those claws lashed out at the Succubus and caused her to jerk back with a gasp of shock, only to realise that they hadn’t been strictly intended for her throat as the loud sound of fabric tearing accompanied the front of her uniform falling apart. Buttons scattered across the ground and those massive, bra clad breasts bounced out into the open as Moka grabbed her by the shoulders and hurled her back into the wall.
 
Sat there spread legged in the dirt with mud seeping into the crack of her ass, Kurumu forced her eyes open just to come face to face with Moka’s bright pink bum cheeks. Looking upwards she caught the haughty smirk of superiority being shot towards her over the Vampire’s shoulder, then gulped as two hands strong enough to bend steel reached back to grab those perfectly plump ass cheeks.
 
“Take a deep breath~”
 
Eyes wide and her jaw dropped, she watched those cheeks spread apart until the sweet and untouched flesh of Inner Moka’s tight little asshole was made available to her eyes, right before said woman slammed her ass back and clamped those cheeks around the Succubus’ face. The rest of the world vanished as the warm embrace left her with no way to breathe, trapping Kurumu in with the taste and smell of the stronger girl's anus while Moka stiffened in pleasure and bent at the waist.
 
“Ahhhh, Master Buta~” She moaned, her naked tits dangling behind her stretched out shirt as she bent forward at the waist and framed the pink opening of her mouth between two slim fingers, her tongue sliding out through the ‘V’ to wag at him invitingly as she ground back until Kurumu started to choke. “Sorry to keep you waiting…”
 
Stood there with his cock in his hands and his pants around his knees, Buta used his time to devour the lewd, hedonistic sight with his beady black eyes, a trail of drool making its way out the corner of his lips as he shuffled forward and dropped his helmet onto the tip of her pink muscle with a nasty ‘SPLAT’.
 
“You think words are enough for an apology?” He sneered, lips twitching as Moka’s red eyes seemed to sparkle while she slurred.
 
“Gawsh I s’hope not.”
 
Her jaw widened, pleading with him to take her mouth, and Buta didn’t hesitate to comply. Strand after strand of thin, glittering saliva which stretched from the roof to the floor of her mouth broke beneath the unstoppable passage of his tip, smegma and dick dirt trailing in its wake as he forged onwards with one inexorable push to hilt himself inside her throat.
 
Moka didn’t flinch once as his monstrous girth stretched her mouth to its limit and stuffed itself into her throat; a wet, reverberating moan rattling out around him and sending drool spilling from the sides of her plump lips as she flared her nostrils to suck in the last gust of needed air while choking her up on his scent.
 
When his balls finally cushioned themselves against her chin, only then did Buta relax and lean his head backwards to moan, bringing both hands to pet either side of her face before grabbing on tight as she gagged and trembled in excitement.
 
Without a word of warning or comfort he drew his hips back and Moka gargled as the flared edges of that unrelenting beast scraped along the inside of her throat, stoking the flames that already lapped at its edges from being strained to the limit as he drew all the way back until the only thing resting on her wriggling tongue was his twitching, mushroom shaped tip. Then he drove forwards, and it took everything she had not to spew as that cock blasted its way down her throat and towards her stomach with the force of a cannon, saliva exploding from her lips around him as he left it with nowhere else to go!
 
Her nose buried itself into the wiry forest of his pubes, her forehead cushioned itself against his overhanging gut, and her eyes rolled as with the sound of a gunshot his fat nuts slapped against her throat, bashing against the pillar in her oesophagus as Buta groaned like a wild bull and tightened his hands around her face.
 
“Fuck yeah.” He simmered. “This is what I’m TALKING ABOUT!”
 
The motion repeated itself and Moka’s hands flailed as he went from zero to a hundred in a heartbeat, slamming his crotch forward and burying her face around the base of his guts as he pounded away at the slimy, phlegm filled sheath of her throat. Her warm walls surrounded him on all sides, caressing and massaging his length as the rhythmic beating of his nuts against her neck mixed with the rancid squelching of an upper class bitch getting remorselessly throat fucked in submission.
 
Not that he had to subdue her.
 
“GLUCK! GLUCK! SCHLURK! HRUCK!”
 
Rolling her eyes back to catch even a glimpse of Buta’s face as he rutted into her mouth hole, Moka tried to make sure he had the best cview possible of her lust glazed eyes, the red shining through in a haze of desire as she not only made herself available fro him to skullfuck however he wanted, but also sealed her lips and sucked to the best of her skill.
 
His heightened moans told her she’d succeeded as she hollowed her cheeks, rolling her long tongue around the throbbing underside of his sawing dick to lick along the prominent veins and massage his sensitive underside, right before pressing out and tickling the seam of his nuts.
 
Feeling his nuts throb at the bountiful heat and pleasure caused Buta to hunch forward, his torso folding over Moka’s back as he held her steady and furiously humped at her face. Inevitably he found his eyes drawn to the curve of her ass, and to his jpy and amusement he found a pair of eyes staring back at him. Bloodshot, teary, pleading, Kurumu looked at him over the horizon of Moka’s fat ass and howled, her squawking muffled by the mountainous ass flesh trapping her in as Buta saw her desperation and laughed.
 
Moka also felt the vibrating cries for assistance against her asshole, and without thought her hands shot back between her legs and found the cups of Kurumu’s bra, tearing them down so that the jiggling mounds of fat could pour over the tops and plop out into her palms where she could brutally wrap her fingers around those stiff nipples and twist.
 
The scream that tore through her asshole sent Moka into a thunderous climax, her pussy erupting into a fine and musky mist as Buta choked at the sudden vacuum tight suction of her lips and released his load into her throat. With the rushing tidal wave of spunk loud in her ears, the Vampire princess sucked him down as deep as she could before moaning as the litres began dumping themselves into her gut.
 
By the time Buta pulled himself free she was fit to bursting, forced to let go of Kurumu’s bruised tits and clamp her nose shut so that one of the rumbling jizz would come pouring out of her nose. 
 
It was just a shame that Buta had no intention to wait.
 
With a jerk that made the world around them blur, Moka found herself pressed face first into the wall for what she knew would be the final time. This time was different though, as the silver beauty found her legs kicked apart and her centre of gravity dropped. Forced to squat almost spread eagle against the wall, it didn’t take long for her to notice the tongue mindlessly lapping at her cunt. But she didn’t notice the squaring of hips going on behind her, right until Buta’s colossal helmet had parked itself at the entrance to her drooling honey pot and thrust.
 
“HURGH!”
 
Thick arms wrapped themselves around her torso as Buta moaned long and hard into her ear, his nose burying itself into the back of her silken hair as her velvety walls parted around him like butter. The sinfully tight walls hugged him close and almost seemed to drag him in deeper as he pushed, pulling him all the way up through her gushing tunnel until the flexing slit of his piss pipe was pressed against the gates of her cervix.
 
“Now there’s something that hasn’t changed.” He chuckled, rolling his hips and making Moka shudder as his thick cock stirred itself roughly around her cunny. “Everything else might be different, but there isn’t a doubt in my mind that this is the same cock hungry pussy that found itself wrapped around my cock while its boyfriend stood worried and clueless on the other side of the door…”
 
Moka opened her mouth to respond, and forgot just why she’d had it clamped closed in the first place. With a sound of rushing liquid and a filthy sounding wretch, the beautiful Vampire jerked forward and felt a mouthful of cum racing back up her throat and exploding out from her lips, splattering both across the wall and down onto Kurumu’s upturned features as she obediently continued to gently lap away.
 
“You stupid whore.” Buta seethed. “That was your BREAKFAST!”
 
‘BAM!’
 
His cock withdrew just to slam back in, and Moka sneezed as another thick white strand of spunk shot from her nostril, dangling from her nose as she wheezed for breath.
 
“W-wait!” She gasped. “But-BLAGH!”
 
Another merciless crash of his hips made her ass quake while cum and spit dribbled from her mouth, glazing her chin as he slowly started to saw his way in and out, his thick shaft scraping along the linings of her pussy whilst his hands rose up under her shirt and clutched themselves onto her pillowy tits.
 
“Who do you think you’re telling to wait, huh?! Looks to me like you’ve forgotten your god damn fucking place!”
 
He thrust again as Moka cried out, then again, and again, and again and again and again until suddenly his crotch was slapping her ass so hard and so fast that anyone looking on wouldn’t have been able to tell when one ripple ended and the other began. His balls were like battering rams, swinging brutally underneath to crash against Kurumu’s chin where she’d pressed her lips to the spot Moka’s pussy and his dick connected. His fingers found those thick pink nipples and Moka squealed through firmly grit teeth as they plucked and pinched without remorse, the cum trapped behind her teeth seeping through the cracks in the form of milky white bubbles that frothed around her lips.
 
“You don’t get to dictate the pace. You just get to take dick and get fat and swollen with my kids. You got that cunt!?”
 
“UGH! Ah~ah~ah, ah, ah,uh, ha, y-y-yeeeeees!”
 
Moka wailed, her pride shattered as Buta molested her tits and dragged her back against his chest, pounding her extra hard as her legs began to tremble and her juices overflowed.
 
“You wanted me to feed your mouth my cum for breakfast, and then your pussy for dessert, right?!”
 
‘SLAP!’
 
“OH ffffffff-FUCK YES!” Moka yelled. “Please please please PLEASE-”
 
“Please WHAT?” Buta roared, ramming himself into and through her cervix as Moka tossed her head back and howled-
 
“PLEASE FEED MY PUSSY!”
 
Buried up to the hilt with her womb taking a stranglehold of his tip, Buta groaned and came, the virulent cock snot resting in his balls bubbling up and pouring out through his shaft to unload across the sacred walls surrounding it.
 
Moka felt each and every boiling hot splash and her body revelled in it, the sloppy heat sinking into her core and warming her up from the inside out as she vaguely felt the explosion of pleasure pouring into her veins through the blissful haze clouding her thoughts. Unknownst to her though, she became a little too relaxed.
 
Feeling the squirting jet of pussy juice striking her face caused Kurumu to snap her lids shut so as to avoid it stinging her eyes, the Succubus blood humming in her veins driving her to keep licking Moka’s clit even as it drenched her from forehead to chin. The faintest squelch of Buta’s cream leaking out through the airtight seal of his newest breeding bitches cunt also made it all the sweeter. It was as she was leaning forward though, to get a better taste, that she heard the Vampire’s voice start to tremble.
 
“O-o-oh no…” Moka whined.
 
Kurumu opened her eyes and looked up between the thighs spread around her and locked her eyes onto the quivering hole set just above Moka’s slit.
 
“I-I can’t h-h-hoooold iiiiiiiit~”
 
Two immovable hands fell down to cradle the back of her head and Kurumu squealed as she realised what was about to happen. No matter how hard she pulled though, she couldn’t escape Moka’s grasp, and like a deer in the headlights she watched that gushing slit start to relax…
 
Between the muscle melting orgasm and the warm cum filling up her belly, Moka couldn’t stop herself from giving in to the sudden urge building in her lower half. She really tried to stop it, humiliation seeping out of her pores as she bit down hard enough on her lip to taste blood and let go. Between her legs, what started as a trickle became an unrelenting stream of bright yellow piss, the acrid liquid spraying from her cunt and hosing Kurumu down below as she coughed and spluttered, desperately trying to wriggle her way out of Moka’s iron grip but it just felt so good.
 
Squatting with her legs apart and her skirt hiked up over her hips, Moka looked down between her legs and watched the acidic stream blasting into Kurumu’s eyes, soaking into her hair, covering her uniform, forcing itself up her nose and between her lips. There was something so indescribably, undeniably hot about the sight, that she went out of her way to pull the Succubus even closer, forcing her to drink it straight from the tap as Moka mashed her pussy against the bridge of Kurumu’s nose.
 
Watching the entire thing from over her shoulder, Buta felt his face stretching to the point it hurt he was smiling so hard. Listening for the indicative sound of the river tapering off, he pushed himself against Moka’s back and placed his hand over there stomach, applying pressure to her stuffed womb and getting a groan of discomfort as he squeezed it just that little bit extra of piss mixed with his cum.
 
“You remember what she said… right?” He chuckled.
 
Moka’s eyes flustered as she tried to make sense of the words and then thought back. Down between her legs, Kurumu rapidly batted her eyes to try and clear them of the stinging liquid, gasping for air through the humiliation of almost having been drowned in her rivals piss before said woman pulled her back by the scalp and looked down at her with those crazed, sadistic red eyes.
 
“Sluts like you are an embarrassment.” She murmured, lips curling as she saw the tears forming in Kurumu’s eyes to go with the thrum of pleasure tickling her mound. “Only good for drinking piss.” She forced the bluenette’s lips back to her cunt and moaned as she whimpered. “And asking for more...”
 
Kurumu didn’t need to ask what Moka wanted, her tongue already reaching out to press against those swollen lips, a sob of pleasure leaking from her chest as she tasted just a hint of Buta’s spunk as it dribbled from between the Vampire’s sexy legs.
 
Tsukune watched Moka eagerly use the other girl like a rag before throwing her away.
 
Mizore watched her love wrap his arms around a stronger, better, sexier monster's shoulders.
 
And Kurumu knelt there, unable to even look up as she basked in the masochistic shame of it all.
 
Covered from head to toe… and reeking of piss.
 
 




Epilogue, Six Months Later…

Having just used the solid bronze door knocker to rap against the sturdy wooden door in front of him, Aono Tsukune stood with both hands in his blazer pockets as he listened to the faint rustling of someone hurrying to the door. When it finally opened, he smiled and found the gesture eagerly returned by the very woman he’d come to see.
 
“Tsukune! You're here!”
 
A faint nostalgia swelled in his chest as the young man opened up his arms and found them quickly filled by a warm, curvaceous figure, the faint smell of strawberries filling his nose as he tucked it forward into a head of bubblegum pink hair.
 
“Hey there, Moka.” He murmured, squeezing just a little bit tighter than he’d meant to, though luckily she didn’t seem to notice as they pulled away and looked each other up and down. “You look… good.”
 
And she did.
 
Even after dropping out of school and leaving her education early, the beautiful Vampire didn’t look like she’d changed a day from when they’d first met. Well, almost, as unbidden his eyes drifted down and took in the state of the same breasts which he’d felt pressed against his chest, their swollen state stretching her warm looking dress to the limit as they bulged from behind the constraints of her deeply plunging neckline.
 
“Hehehe, you think so? I’ve been a bit worried that soon I'm going to get a little… too big.”
 
She said it like a complaint, but it was easy to see the joy in her eyes as she brought a hand down to the front of her dress and softly laid it against her stomach. Weirdly, Tsukune thought it would have been a lot harder to see her like this. Almost like he was looking at a life that he could have lived.
 
But those days were long gone.
 
“Oh, silly me, leaving you standing out there like that. Would you like to come in?”
 
She pulled her arm away from the prominent, six month old belly bump pushing out from beneath her dress, opening the door wider and granting him a look into the home that could have been his. It looked oddly normal, with tasteful furniture and pictures hanging along the walls.
 
A part of him wanted to. Just to see. Just to know what he was missing out on.
 
“No, thank you, though.” He turned her down. “I just came to check up on you. See if you had settled in alright...”
 
He felt awkward now, but Moka’s soft, understanding look put him at ease as she smiled at him gratefully.
 
“We have, thank you. It’s a bit of a tight fit nowadays, what with everyone here, but we make it work.”
 
They stood there, the two of them, a comfortable air that he never would have managed they could have after everything they'd been through.
 
“Are you happy?” He blurted out, unable to stop himself as Moka blinked at him in surprise, and then practically glowed as she responded.
 
“Yes. I am happy.”
 
That was all he needed to hear.
Turning his back on the door and waving off her second invitation for him to come in for some tea, Tsukune left her standing at the door and made his way out onto the street, back towards the dorms and the school he still attended.
 
And if he turned back just once and looked up to the second floor windows, where silver hair and red eyes were pressed flush against the glass while a pair of pale, creamy tits had been flattened with their thick pink nipples that looked like they’d cut right through as their owner was slammed against the glass again and again until it looked like the window panes would rattle right out of their fixtures?
 
Well… no one else had to know.
