CuriousCat Quickies - Grimace20201 - Multifandom [Archive of Our Own] (2024)

Chapter 1: is there another LL girl that you headcanon as having a larger dick than Shiki? Or does she have a uniquely high amount of #BigDickEnergy?

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Oooh good question. Rina is massive — it would literally hang below her skirt if she didn't wear panties, and even then it'll slip out if she's not careful. She'll let you suck on it for a bit if you ask nicely, it's no big deal to her. Dia is also large, though more in thickness than in length (she's also very embarassed and would rather not talk about it). Ruby is actually just a little bigger, but Dia doesn't know that yet. Finally Honoka is huge and knows it. She'll tease the other girls about their sizes when they change sometimes, without realizing how insecure she makes them.

Chapter 2: What is the most efficient way of having sex with Wien: both gock and vagin*l/anal?

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2024/02/16 — What is the most efficient way of having sex with Wien: both gock and vagin*l/anal?

Anything that makes Wien feel like she's 'losing' is guaranteed to get her off. If it's gock Wien, it can be as simple as teasing her about how small she is, or how quickly she c*ms when you slam her prostate, her precious little co*ck squirming and flailing as she enjoys another dry org*sm. Otherwise it can just be a matter of making her cum over and over again as her womb is pounded, scraping her brain cells bit by bit until she's a babbling, giggling mess. Restraining her physically also helps quite a bit, particularly if you grab her wrists and pin her. It takes off the pressure from her having to pretend to be dominant, allowing her to fully enjoy her body being used for what it was meant for — being a cum slu*t.

Chapter 3: if Ai Miyash*ta was a rental girlfriend would you rent her

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Absolutely. You know Ai would be the absolute best at it — she's in it for the love of it, not for the money. She charges fair prices and if she thinks she can trust you, then she basically has no limits. Want to show her off to your friends? Sure thing. Oh, you and your friends all want to gangb*ng her? Just be sure the take pictures so she can use them for advertising later. Want to f*ck her somewhere where your ex might 'accidentially' catch you? That's actually her favorite — make sure you moan and groan about how much wetter and tighter she is.Oh, you want to come inside raw? Well, it's not *exactly* a safe day, but... She could probably use the extra spending money. What could it hurt?

Chapter 4: training ren to sloppily makeout whenever she's alone with me while sitting in my lap, leading for her to always crave it like it's routine and being unable to do basic daily tasks without making out with me while rubbing our hips together first 🥰🥰🥰

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2024/02/21 — training ren to sloppily makeout whenever she's alone with me while sitting in my lap, leading for her to always crave it like it's routine and being unable to do basic daily tasks without making out with me while rubbing our hips together first 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

Ren would be pretty easily convinced that it's normal, too. Having sex in public is obviously too much, but there's nothing wrong with a kiss, right? So when she needs you to come to the school and makeout with her before class and practice, that's fine, right? She just can't seem to focus without a little beforehand. The rest of Liella can't seem to bring themselves to stop her, so every practice now starts with them having to watch as you two makeout in the club room, Ren happily giggling as your built up saliva starts to trail down her chin, landing over the curves of her workout clothes. She does restrain herself though — she keeps her hands to herself, tries not to bounce too much, and only goes for 15 minutes max. Anymore would be a little inappropriate, and she doesn't want to keep the others waiting. They seem to get a little uncomfortable after a while, unable to look away, their thighs squirming. But Ren does seem happier afterwards, like she dances just a little harder...

When she gets you home, however, she allows herself a little more freedom. Her maid politely waits by while the mistress of the house bounces on you, letting her brain go all fuzzy. Her hands can travel freely over your body, as long as the kiss is maintained, and she doesn't have to worry about drooling anywhere when her maid can clean it up. Her gaming sessions, her student council duties, her homework, all need to be interrupted for her kisses. How could she possibly get anything done otherwise? Her brain just doesn't work properly anymore unless she's riding you. Just a quick half an hour and she can get back to work — no, make that an hour. Still more? It feels like her brain is only getting fuzzier. Two hours? Three? But now she really hasn't gotten any work done, and even her maid seems to be sweating. Maybe you'll have to spend the night...

Chapter 5: some anon asked about the socioeconomic impacts of making out with Ren so i'll ask now: How easy would it be to corrupt Chisato? talking stuff like letting you sniff her sweaty armpits and making out any time

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2024/02/21 — some anon asked about the socioeconomic impacts of making out with Ren so i'll ask now: How easy would it be to corrupt Chisato? talking stuff like letting you sniff her sweaty armpits and making out any time

Hmm, the thing is I see Chisato as being more sexually experienced then most of Liella barring *maybe* Sumire and Kinako, so to me it wouldn't be corrupting her as much as the two of you getting more daring together.

Let's imagine you're backstage, right as they finish a show. Liella comes back, proud of their performance, dabbing the sweat from their bodies and exposed arms as they walk by. You congratulate everyone of course, and they appreciate it, but your girlfriend Chisato is the one who stops for you.

"Thanks! I know the show isn't as good from backstage, but —"

She makes small talk as the other members march on, but her eyes dart to them — making sure they're not paying attention. Suddenly, she leans forward, her voice coming to a low whisper.

"Hey... You said the other day you liked how my arms looked in this outfit, right? That you're into all that sweat and armpit stuff?"

You jump a little in embarrassment, but you don't deny it. Chisato bites her lip, checking one more time that the others aren't looking. Casually, she raises her hands behind her head as if to stretch, her freshly shaven armpits exposing her trained axilla muscles. As she does, she closes a single eye and smiles.

"...Now's your chance. I'm not gonna get much sweatier than this. Just make it quick — before the others look."

You hesitate — the offer is tempting, but you can see the others are right over there, discussing a few missed steps and laughing.

"...Come on! Quickly—"

You take your chance and give her right underarm a quick lick. It tastes a bit like aluminum — deodorant — stinging your tongue a bit. She tastes mostly, however, of salty sweat and lavender body soap.

Chisato surpresses a ticklish moan as you pull your face away, trying her best to look natural as you straighten your back. She eventually recovers, darting her eyes back to the group.

"*f*ck*, I'm horny... Just one more time—"

"Chisato!" Sumire calls from the distance. Chisato turns with a classy smile, successfully looking like she's just stretching.

"Yeah?"

"You coming or what?"

"S-Sure! I'll be there in a sec!"

She turns back to you, a little embarassed, blood rushing through her face as she smiles. Her voice returns to a low whisper.

"...Meet me in my changing room in 10 minutes, and be ready for a quickie. Don't try to stretch it out this time, alright?"

She gives your crotch a subtle pat, and bounces away to join the others.

Anywho, that's how *I* imagine Chisato, at least.

Chapter 6: Who would be the girls with co*cks in the other group apart from Leilla? How big do you think they would be?

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2024/03/05 — Who would be the girls with co*cks in the other group apart from Leilla? How big do you think they would be?

A lot of my headcanon is pretty flexible on this (even Holy Grail had a lot to do with just what I wanted to write in the moment), but I'll pick out a few of the ideas I really like.

Honoka — extremely hung. Doesn't really know it and flaunts it around a lot. Wears boxers instead of panties just for comfort.
Rin — Above average. Hanayo helped her become very confident about it. Extremely sensitive.
Nico — micropenis. Insecure about it, but is genuinely one of the cutest parts of her.
Dia — on the smaller side, but doesn't have any qualms about it. Kanan and Mari make her very comfortable with herself.
Ruby — larger than her sister. Not extremely long, but very thick and veiny. masturbat*s a lot whenever she can get away with it, and hopes she'll get caught.
Sarah — classic big co*ck dom. Is usually gentle, but will always push her full length inside. Takes a liking to anyone who can properly deepthroat her.
For Liella I already wrote a bunch of Kanon+Shiki, but special shout out to gock Wien. Quite small but overconfident about it. It curves upward strongly and visibly tremors with her heartbeat.
Rina – hung. Tends to be rough and selfish with it when she's aroused. Probably the largest testicl*s out of everyone.
Shioriko — smaller end. Similar to Ruby, will masturbat* whenever she can, but feels very guilty afterwards. Circumcised.
Ayumu — extremely hung. Doesn't really see why people always make such a big deal out of it.
Mia — small and a little self-concious. Deep inside though, she's into being humiliated over it, particularly when Rina frotts against her. Loves hands-free prostate org*sms.
Kaho — above average. Goes out of her way to buy panties that make it look cute. Can't admit it, but hopes she can convince Kozue to step on her co*ck at some point.

I think that's everyone? Oh and both Sunny Pa girls are futas, obviously. I don't make the rules.

Chapter 7: How would Kozue act when drunk? Bonus if it includes Kaho too

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2024/03/04 — How would Kozue act when drunk? Bonus if it includes Kaho too

Kozue actually has a lot of practice hiding her emotions day-to-day, so she's actually not the type to start gushing the moment she has alcohol in her system. On the surface, she actually holds her liquor rather well. Still, her inhibitions start to disappear in subtle ways, becoming somewhat of a chaos agent, encouraging and enabling the rest of the group. If the first-years' are just a little too young to drink, she'll sneak them a bit of alcohol. And then a little bit more. Tsuzuri's not the type to stay out this late, but she's convinced for Sayaka's sake. The rest don't even really notice the little things she does to pull their strings. The guy at the end of the bar keeps staring at Megumi — specifically at her chest.

"Hey — wanna flash him?" Kozue smiles.

"W-What? Together?" Megumi blushes. "You're not serious."

"Yeah. Just a little prank. No harm, right?"

"..."
"..."

"...*pfft*! Did you see his face !?"

Finally, as the entire group is far more hammered than they should be, she prepares her master stroke.

"...A strip tease? Right here?" Kaho's face blushes as she slurs her words.

"It's just a bit of fun, Kaho-chan," Kozue smiles. "Besides, I'm sure everyone wants to see what a good dancer you are, right?"

Rurino and Megumi drunkingly cheer her on. Even Sayaka and Tsuzuri admit that they'd like to see it — Sayaka crossing her legs uncomfortably.

"O-Oh! Well, I guess if everyone agrees..." A little nervous, but with a mysterious smile, Kaho starts to clamber awkwardly onto the table, finding her balance as the rest of the bar starts to turn their heads. One last wave of anxiety hits her, turning her head downward towards Kozue.

"...Go on. *You* want to, right?" she smiles.

That's all the encouragement Kaho needs. Slowly, her uniform comes off to the beat of the music, her hips trying to work her idol knowledge into something more seductive. As she starts to get down to her unflattering bra and panties, a crowd beyond the Hasu group begins to form. To Kaho's surprise, she realizes that she actually quite *likes* having an audience, as a unique heat runs through her body.

"I-I think it's time to come down now, Kaho—" Sayaka starts to murmur, trying to hide her arousal—right before Kaho removes her bra and throws it across her face.

The crowd cheers and hollars as Kaho strips fully nude, working her hips and chest as best she can, getting high on the crowd. The rest of Hasu can only watch in embarrassment—but they can't look away.

Finally, Kaho finishes her dance, a proud smile on her face. The crowd applauds, but they want more, starting to approach the table. Kaho's smile drops slightly.

"H-Hey—"

And then fear.

"HEY!—"

A hand grabs her and pulls her downward. But to her relief—it's Kozue. Grinning deviously as Kaho's nude butt falls in her lap.

"Back off! She's *mine*."

Kaho blushes as Kozue smiles at her—her senpai's hands beginning to travel over her body. And with both of them free from inhibition—

Kozue f*cks Kaho in front of all her friends, and an entire crowd of strangers. Just as she planned.

Chapter 8: Saw someone talking about it and want to hear your thoughts: What about Menhera needy Ren

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2024/03/21 — Saw someone talking about it and want to hear your thoughts: What about Menhera needy Ren

So keep in mind I project on Ren a lot because I lost a parent around the same age, and usually like characterizing her as taking things very well as a result. But f*ck it, let's get toxic just this once.

The source of Ren's struggles was visible to everyone, exposed in front of the entire student body in her first year. Liella was supportive, of course, but nothing's ever that simple. Ren's problems faded into the background of her friends' minds. And then came the pairings.

Kanon was always close with Chisato. Sumire and Keke seemed destined for each other. But that's fine—the second-years offer more opportunities for someone to grow truly close to Ren.

Mei was supposed to be the one. She seemed sympathetic. Yet somehow, that too seemed to fade away. After a while, it had been a year since any of Ren's friends actually visited her at her home—not out of malice. It simply seemed like she was doing fine.

Finally, there was Wien. Sweet, sweet Wien. She had her own family troubles—surely Ren could make a deeper connection with her, if anyone. Invited over to work on some music together, Wien stands outside the Hazuki estate, ringing the doorbell.

"Ah, Wien! Welcome—come on in!"

Ren answered the door herself. Funny—the others always mentioned Ren's maid, but there's no sign of her. No sign of a dog, either.

The home is beautiful, but dark. It feels strange. Ren is such a put-together woman—it's part of why Wien is so attracted to her—but piles of trash have built up in the corners of the home.

"Just stay here, I need to go change!"

"Huh? Why?"

"...I'll be back, okay Wien? Get comfortable!"

Left alone, Wien takes a peek at the stacked envelopes on the center table. They all appear to be from Ren's father. Unopened, same with the wrapped gifts. There's so much here—how long have they gone untouched?

"R-Ready!"

Wien turns around to see Ren standing in a white outfit. She doesn't recognize it—but it is the same Ren's mother would wear on stage. With her hair down and an unmoving smile, Ren looks like her spitting image—save for the marks on her wrists, barely visible in the dark.

"S-Senpai?" Wien says, nervously. "Are you... doing okay?"

"Of course I am! But are *you* doing okay, Wien?" Ren whispers, seeming otherworldly as she clambers over Wien, pinning her to the couch. "You've had issues with your family, yes? You aren't talking to your mother?"

Wien's heart feels trapped in her chest—her own attraction outweighing the red flags.

"It's so sad, Wien. *Everyone* needs a mother..."

Ren is aggressive. She needs to get Wien before Tomari does. Before she's left alone again. Her hands dart up Wien's skirt.

"I could be your mother, Wien! You'd like that, right?"

"S-Senpai—"

Wien's eyes cross, Ren's fingers claiming her cl*t faster than she can think. And Ren isn't completely wrong.

As Wien's org*sm finally hits, she pants in confusion. Ren strokes her hair gently.

"Good girl... We'll never be alone now..."

Chapter 9: Who's the best dirty talker for every love live group?

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2024/02/25 — Who's the best dirty talker for every love live group?

µ's—I think this might be close between Nozomi and Kotori. Nozomi has experience enough to know exactly what to say to make you crazy or push you over the edge. Kotori though knows how cutesy her voice can be, so will intentionally contrast it against the dirtiest things she can think of. "Hehe, could you imagine if I got pregnant like this? You'd take responsibility right? Or maybe I'd have to find some else to take care of your baby, while we keep f*cking behind their back?"

Aqours—Mari, no doubt. Her voice is probably #1 sexiest to me in the franchise. Shes a natural tease, and will hang her voice on every syllable, waiting for your body to react. "Darling, you're twitching? You said you were going to last longer this time. You didn't lie to me, right?~ Come on, we have all night..."

Niji—tossup between Shizuku and Rina. Shizuku, being an actress, can roleplay anything that comes to her mind. A normal session with her can suddenly turn into a student/teacher fantasy, or an NTR secret, based purely on the strength of her improv. Rina on the other hand has the contrast between her flat expression and voice, and all the dirty things she can say. It's never clear whether or not she's teasing you or not, but she keeps coming back for more. "I've cum too much... My cl*t can't take anymore... Hm? It sounds like I'm being sarcastic? You're turning the vibrator up?..."

Liella—Ren, but only because she's directly copying from the p*rn she watches, and she watches some really filthy stuff. Occasionally she can misinterpret the situation and push your limits, but most of the time you're along for the ride. "Come on, slap me harder—I deserve it, don't I? Choke me out—destroy me already, if you can..."

Hasu—So I don't know Megumi or Rurino very well yet, but I'm gonna go with Kozue. She's just a sad*st—she wants to hurt you. She wants to bully you. She wants you to cum uncontrollably from the moment her voice meets your ears, only using her hands once you're too sensitive to handle it. And with her gentle voice, you can't resist. "Oh, you're back? I thought you said you hated me. Could it be... you've gotten *addicted* to my voice? Don't make that ugly face. Go lay down, and I'll take care of your pathetic body in just a moment..."

Chapter 10: Who would you think is the best at sex from each love live group? Could be just girls or girlco*cks, just curious lol

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2024/03/26—Who would you think is the best at sex from each love live group? Could be just girls or girlco*cks, just curious lol

Interesting. Some girls would be obviously more experienced, but others have a personality that would really drive them hard.

µ's — Nozomi/Eli obviously have the most experience. Eli would need to be comfortable with you to really shine, but she's also intelligent enough to come up with all sorts of wild things to try. Nico is also a sleeper here — she'd have almost no experience, but she'd also be the most desperate to please. Her entire self-esteem would ride on being able to make you feel good, and would be easily manipulated into learning all sorts of strange skills. She also *definitely* trained her kegels after reading about it on the internet.

Aqours — Kanan/Mari obviously have the most experience, but I'll give the edge to Kanan here. She'd have the bonuses of a massive, tasty co*ck, the stamina to use it, as well as the personality of a great sub OR dom. Special shoutout to Riko of course, who would actually be the one to convince you into all sorts of new kinks. If you can handle how extreme she can get, she'll blow your mind every time.

Niji — Let's be real — Karin would be bad at sex. She's a beginner and has an awkward personality for it, it would take months to train her. Kanata on the other hand is equal parts experienced, confident, playful, and cozy. For the younger members, you can't underestimate Shizuku's role-playing abilities. Setsuna is also the type to stay wet for you all day, just in case.

Liella — Sumire, Sumire, Sumire. No question. She has experience, and the right mixture of confidence and neediness. You just need a quickie? She'll smile just right as finishes you off with her thighs. You need someone to bully? She can handle it. She even likes it. You want someone to step on you? Just wait a minute, she has some good outfits and heels in the back. Wien is a good secondary if you're willing to trade experience for desperation.

Hasu — Hmm, this is tough, actually. If I keep it in character, Kozue might actually would have some communication issues, despite some experience. Tsuzuri might be a good choice, but would require significant amounts of training. I think the dark horse here might be Sayaka. She definitely has some experience, even if she hides it. More importantly, she's the type to get pretty attached in private. Dates with her quickly turn to staying in bed all day, drifting from org*sm to org*sm until you both fall asleep, and wake and do it all over again.

Chapter 11: Any thoughts about the LL moms? We don't get many details about them, besides Honoka's, Kotori's, Mari's, Kanon's, or Ren's.

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2024/03/26—Any thoughts about the LL moms? We don't get many details about them, besides Honoka's, Kotori's, Mari's, Kanon's, or Ren's.An idea to get you started; I've always wondered where Yoshiko might have gotten the inspiration for her chuuni-ness, and I've always thought it'd be interesting if she got inspired by one of her parents. Maybe Yoshiko's Dad had a particularly cringy phase (but it was that fearless-ness and bombastic attitude that attracted his future wife)? Or maybe Momma Tsushima relates a bit more to Yoshiko than she lets on?

I'll just throw out some ideas/impressions here, lewd or not

Early µ's stuff paints a pretty restrictive view of Maki's parents, so I kind of imagine a pretty unhappy/unhealthy marriage here. I can definitely imagine Maki's mom cheating or otherwise being a bit controlling. She definitely gets off on the idea of abandoning her family and embracing hedonism.

Nico's mom is just the best. Single mother working her ass off to support her family, and she still looks great. Genuinely amazing f*ck buddy when she can get Nico to stay home and babysit. Incredible body, even with the stretch marks. Likes casual sex, but refuses to remarry.

I had a short SFW story where Riko's mama found her daughter's yuri and realized she had kind of suppressed her own gay thoughts for most of her life. I really liked that characterization so I'm gonna stick with it. Go embrace your true self, RikoMama.

Yoshiko's Mama is into the chuuni stuff, but there's a catch — she's not a poser. She used to be a legit wiccan, but abandoned most of that to settle down with the husband. Yoshiko found some of that stuff when she was young — but never found the knives, or the texts on sex magick. It was all in good fun though.

Chika's mama is shorter than basically anyone in the series, and can still take a world-class dicking. Genuinely loves it rough, and is working on yet another kid.

Lanzhu's mom is a bit hard to get a read on. She's definitely willing to toss some money around, and she's probably a bit of a flirt. She would never admit it, but she fantasizes about stealing whomever Lanzhu might be dating at the time, just to feel young again. Number 1 candidate to end up in a drunk threesome with their daughter and regret it in the morning.

We haven't met them yet, but given how f*cking insane Wien's parents treated her, I can only imagine her mother as basically a supervillain. I haven't played it, but maybe like Lusamine from Pokémon?

BONUS: f*ck, one more thing. Maki's mother gets extremely resentful, even jealous of how beautiful her daughter has become. She looks especially like herself, so she feels as if she's seeing her own youth disappearing before her eyes.

Chapter 12: Who's the most teasable at Liella between Mei, Wien and Sumire?

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2024/04/01—Who's the most teasable at Liella between Mei, Wien and Sumire?

Mei has the most naturally sensitive body out of the three. Giving her nipples a little flick here and there is guaranteed to get a reaction, even when she's supposed to be busy practicing. She'll act frustrated, but deep down she loves when you spend hours and hours eating her out, edging her over and over again.

Wien obviously has all her insecurity, but she's actually quite smart. It's not as simple as just insulting her a little, she needs to actually have some respect for you first. If you can convince her that you're superior to her though, she's easily manipulated into all sorts of humiliating situations. She'll wear anything you say, if it's in the name of 'beating' you. She'll try her best to hold out while you bully her leaky, shaking little co*ck, until it inevitably spills all over her abs. Even forcing her to wear a vibrator on stage isn't off limits, as long as her pride rides on the idea that she won't cum mid-performance, sem*n ruining her outfit and spilling from beneath her skirt. She will, however. She always does.

Sumire is the most teasable of all, however. More than anything, Sumire wishes to be desirable. When you first met her, and she caught you glancing at her legs, she liked it. She's not even shy about it really, she told you directly.

"Hey... You like me right? It's okay, I'm not offended or anything. I just... If you were interested in doing something more, let me know, alright? We can keep it casual."

It was all downhill from there. She was clearly experienced from the start, but she plays the submissive one. The more ridiculous your demand, the hotter her smile burns. Shibari under her uniform? That's show business. Forcing her to chastity for a week before you abuse her all Sunday? Show business. Sending your sex tapes to Kanon on 'accident', and leaving her to deal with the consequences? Well...

Her embarrassment can be fun, but she manages to handle everything you throw at her with a smile. You struggle to find more ways to escalate, more ways to satisfy both of your rising lusts. You begin to wonder if you're really the one in control. Finally, you hatch a plan. Surely, when her unsafe days come, and you slip off the condom and threaten to knock her up, surely then she'll give up? Surely then, you'll have her in the palm of your hand, begging for mercy?

She looks up, eyes rolling from pleasure as you slam your hips against hers. Her hand cups your chin, as if to kiss you again. A twisted smirk crawls across her face.

"Do it, puss*. You won't."

Chapter 13: Who's the best girl to cuddle with from each group?

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2024/04/08—Who's the best girl to cuddle with from each group?

The girls with the huge chests are obvious contenders — Nozomi, Emma, Megu, etc. — but I do want to try to take personality into account.

Hanayo would be top tier. She's generally pretty plush and exudes cozy energy. She'd be the perfect person to stay under the sheets naked with, only getting up to grab some snacks, as you cuddle and nap and grope and smooch. Kotori would be really good as well, but in a more motherly way. She'd be the type to keep your head in her lap, stroking your hair as you chat. It would be so peaceful, it would be hard not to find yourself spilling your deepest secrets, comforted by her gentle touch and smell.

Kanan is usually the responsible type, so it would be hard to get enough time with her. If you manage to get a day off with her though, she would love to stay in bed with you all day, tired of being active all the time. Her world-class hugging skills transfer easily to wrapping her arms and legs around you, kissing you gently as the sun rises. You can spend the morning in bed, talking and squeezing, until she casually slips your hand between her taut, round thighs. A mutual org*sm later, some breakfast, and it's back in bed to do it all over again.

Kanata is obviously #1 for Niji. She'll make the time for you and won't even mind a bit of slow penetration while she's sleeping (though, of course, you know she expects the same of you, right?). As long as you're quiet and don't wake Haruka, she'd be so pleasant that it would ironically be hard to get any sleep. Special mention to Kasumi though. Physically she's skinny, but she's also very needy. Once she gets comfortable with you, she'll cling on to you tighter than anyone, surrounded by all her stuffed animals.

Keke is a bit of a trap here — she's got a nice body for cuddling, but she canonically has weird sleep habits. The one you actually want is Ren here. Sometimes she'll wake up in the middle of the night from a nightmare, but other than that, she'd love to hang out in bed with you all day, forgetting about her responsibilities. Her dog is really cozy (though hard to kick off the bed when Ren starts to get lewd), and Ren's maid is nice enough to serve the both of you even when you're both completely naked, even joining in if her mistress asks.

Megumi is top here not only because of her chest, but because of her ASMR experience. Even as you're snuggling your face into her breasts, she'll be whispering gently into your ears, making you tremble ever so slightly. That being said, she also gets off on having a little power over you, so you might have to deal with her suddenly making you horny with her voice when you really need to sleep. Special mention to Kaho for similar reasons to Kasumi, though more extreme. She tends to cry as she's holding you, extremely grateful for your presence and warmth. She knows you like her chest, so she rubs it against you as best she can, to convince you to stay.

Chapter 14: Dom, sad*stic Kozue vs Sub, Embarassed/Horny Kozue. Which's the ultimate Kozue version?

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2024/04/11—Dom, sad*stic Kozue vs Sub, Embarassed/Horny Kozue. Which's the ultimate Kozue version?

Man, usually I think I'm pretty good about imagining any character through different lenses. I could easily make most LL characters a sub or a dom, it's more like finding the interesting ways they interact with their partner(s). Likewise, I find it hard to believe truly toxic/Yandere versions of the LL characters, memes aside. But there is something really special about Kozue. The more I get through the story, the more I learn about her, the more I feel like there's something really dark behind her eyes.

She needs control. She needs you to put your faith in her, to cede your will. She doesn't even do it consciously, it is her defense mechanism. If her partner is under her thumb, if they're an extension of herself, then she can't be hurt. It's the only way she can accept a relationship, and even then puts herself at a distance.

It would start innocently enough. She wants you around all the time — that's natural. It's a fresh relationship. She takes the lead during sex, because she freezes up otherwise. You don't want to hurt her, and she appreciates your understanding. As she gets more comfortable, the sex gets kinkier — she chokes you. Slaps you. She's stronger than she looks. Sometimes she goes over the limit, but she always apologizes. First the tears, then finally that smile. That sweet, intoxicating smile.

You're hanging out with your friends too much. She doesn't ask you to stop directly. She just calls you — she's sick. She's upset. She needs you. You leave every time, yet it somehow never seems as bad as she makes it. You have some annoyances, but that smile of hers...

Somehow, you've noticed someone's been going through your phone. It's little things, like your messages being left open. You never gave anyone the lock. It would have had to have been someone spending a lot of time with you... but... no. Don't even consider it. You trust her, and she trusts you. That's all there is to it.

You awake to the feeling of her hands around your throat. In the dark, you look up to see her staring down at you — her smile glimmering in the dark.

"...Why do you smell like her?"

Her grip tightens. You have no idea what she's talking about.

"Liar..."

She's... very strong. Your heart beats against your ribcage, threatening to break and run. She wants a name, an explanation, but they don't exist. Your vision blurs, shame filling your cheeks as your body reacts the way she's trained into you. Finally, however, before your consciousness fades, her grip loosens.

"...You're... telling the truth? Really?" She looks down at you. Her smile fades — filled with a look of genuine horror. "No... I..."

Her body collapses down into your shoulder. She cries harder than you've ever seen her. Real tears, soaking through your skin.

"I... I'm sorry... I'm so..."

You stroke the back of her head softly. Eventually, you have your makeup sex, as you always do. After all — she needs you.

Anywho, all that to say I'm pretty into toxic dom Kozue right now.

Chapter 15: From the Aqours girls, who'd be the most insatiable when EXTRA horny and why is it Kanan?

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2024/04/14—From the Aqours girls, who'd be the most insatiable when EXTRA horny and why is it Kanan?

Kanan is a stamina monster, obviously, but what makes her really dangerous is her prior experiences with Mari and Dia.

First off, Kanan is a physical beast. She's strong enough to support even more elaborate positions like a reverse suspended congress, and has the cardio to sustain herself for a long period of time. Even with her massive co*ck, her heart is strong enough to make it throb even after repeated org*sms, the wet tip pulsating with her lust. She has a refractory period to deal with like anyone else with a penis, but she can always use her hands to draw a powerful org*sm from her lover — the sight of which always makes her hard yet again.

However, with her personality, she actually used to have relatively short sessions. She would focus on her lover's pleasure, happy to give them an incredible org*sm and move on. She has to take care of her dad's business, wrangle Aqours, and work out after all. She can't waste time in bed all day.

Which is exactly where Mari came in. She made the sweetest moans, as her c*nt stretched for Kanan. But as Kanan began to leave her, sweaty, exhausted, her puss* aching with Kanan's sem*n leaking out — Mari always seemed to find something to say to push Kanan over the edge.

"Oh... You're already tired? Must be getting old, huh?" "f*ck... C-Couldn't even feel that pencil dick of yours. I should just go out on the town again..." "Oh? I didn't tell you? I missed my pill last week. You just spent the last hour knocking me up. Oops!"

Kanan *knows* she's lying... but it gets to her anyways. She grits her teeth, and f*cks Mari harder than she thinks she can handle. She leaves bite marks, red handprints across her ass, embeds her thumbs around Mari's neck. All the while, Mari screams in pure ecstasy — Kanan always f*cks better when she's mad.

Dia on the other hand, has a very different experience. Dia's rather embarrassed about her penis — small and easily teased. Kanan's really the only one she can trust.

Kanan, despite herself, loves teasing Dia. Frotting against her backstage, laying the full weight of her co*ck over Dia's desperate face, jerking Dia off under her skirt when the rest of Aqours isn't looking.

Kanan feels a little guilty about how good it feels — but she loves Dia's whines. She loves how her co*ck looks, trembling under her own. The way Dia winces as she shoots cum powerfully over her own tiny chest, only for Kanan to f*ck her from behind, forcing another exhausting org*sm from her prostate. Kanan can't help but fulfill all the fantasies Dia keeps repressed inside — taking her on nude walks, forcing her to chastity for a week, or even that time she made Dia watch her f*ck her sister, forced to masturbat* in the corner.

When they do have time, Dia and Mari make it a point to ambush Kanan on the weekends. They put on their best outfits and bend over on her bed, wondering how their loving friend will make use of them today. She just cares about them so much — that's what makes her truly dangerous.

Chapter 16: You seem to really like Kozukaho cuckold so bringing something new: What about Kozukaho poly (3rd is self-insert)? How different would it be from cucking Kaho, and would Kozue's possessiveness of Kaho change?

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2024/04/17—You seem to really like Kozukaho cuckold so bringing something new: What about Kozukaho poly (3rd is self-insert)? How different would it be from cucking Kaho, and would Kozue's possessiveness of Kaho change?

So for some clarification, it's more like I'm into a VERY toxic dom/sub KozuKaho thing. NTR just happens to be one way to do it. My own brain rot leans more into heavy BDSM for this stuff (which — fair warning — I'm gonna go for here. It's a little extreme). But to answer your question — Let's assume a basic level of trust here: both Kozue and Kaho both genuinely like and are attracted to you. You all start your relationship together, with equal power and respect. About as healthy as a start to a poly relationship could be.

Sex with Kozue, sex with Kaho, and even the occasional threesome—all feels great for a while. Kaho definitely is more submissive, and she does get off a little on watching you and Kozue together. It's all in good fun though, and romantically you're quite happy.

But—They're idols together. Cerise Bouquet, by simply existing, demands an inordinate amount of time Kozue and Kaho MUST spend together, to say nothing of how much the two of them are hard workers. In a situation like that—is it possible for you not to grow apart from them? As they grow ever closer and closer?

One day, you get home a bit early. You know it was Kaho's day off, so you're hoping to spend some extra time with her. As you enter to the bedroom, what you find isn't what you expect. Kaho is tied to the wall—her arms strung up to the shelf above. An elaborate set of bindings and fabric leave her gagged, blindfolded, immobile, with a large massager strapped to her crotch. It's on quite high, filling the room with echoes as she squirms, her body covered in faded bruises, bites, and tears. In a panic, you rush to her side, believing this to be some sort of assault. You tear the tape from her mouth first, desperate to communicate. You, of course, ask if she's okay.

"K-Kozue?" she pants. How strange—why was she expecting Kozue? As you think this, the room's lights turn on, Kozue entering from behind you.

"Oh! Sorry, I should have told you," she smiles at you, coming to your side. "We set aside the day for this. She looks beautiful, doesn't she?" Kozue goes to her knees, wiping some tears from Kaho's face. "Well? How many times have you cum?"

Kaho wears a lewd smile, still shaking. "O-Only 8 times!"

"Good. You're getting better. Now let's give you a good one—" Kozue's hand goes for Kaho's neck—tightening hard. Worryingly so. Kaho's tongue lolls out, her hips trembling. Kozue looks up at you with a sweet smile. "Would you like to give her a kick? I'm sure that would send her over the edge. She loves you so much..."

You can't bring yourself to do it. You *never* could. You stand there—helpless. Scared, as Kaho looks like she's about to pass out.

Without you, Kaho has a powerful, oxygen-deprived org*sm. The breathless motions of her tongue calls for Kozue. They rest in each other's grip.

You break up with them three months later.

Chapter 17: Wien being excited over finally having her center song (Neutral by Kaleidoscore) but never being able to properly sing it because coincidentally, whenever she's going to do it, she has a vibrator up her ass

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2024/04/24—Wien being excited over finally having her center song (Neutral by Kaleidoscore) but never being able to properly sing it because coincidentally, whenever she's going to do it, she has a vibrator up her ass and her leaky gock doesn't even lasts to the refrain :yum:

Putting Wien with Keke and Ren was the worst(best) idea ever, because after long enough both of them are going to stop pretending to be responsible and just have fun teasing her. It's no wonder Wien's going on stage with a vibe up her ass, now that she's been trained to associate quality singing with having her prostate milked.

No one wants to say anything out loud, but there's a reason front row tickets for Kaleidoscope skyrocketed. Keke likes to modify Wien's outfits now, making sure you can get a good view of Wien's trembling sack as she lifts her legs so elegantly. It's like she really believes no one will notice her adorable, throbbing little co*ck as she dances, even as her cum can sometimes hit the front row as she spins. Her shorter-cut skirts reveal all to the audience — the wire dissappearing up her ass, her cum-stained thighs, the sad*stic, teasing things written across her hips by her all-too-kind senior Ren.

"If you can read this, then f*ck me!", "Smack my idol-co*ck till I squeal", "Free use - just ask!", "What are you waiting for?"

Through it all though, she wears that same smile of assured victory. She knows that struggling through her org*sms, singing through the embarrassment of her audience beating off to her, and even the inevitable moment where she can't take it anymore, collapsing on stage and masturbating until the crowd rushes her — It's all in the name of getting better, and proving she's the best.

...The mind-melting org*sms from a crowd of people bullying her sensitive dick are a pretty nice bonus, too.

Chapter 18: Which girls from Liella/Hasu would be the neediest when dating someone? (Feel free to do both or either group)

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2024/04/28—Which girls from Liella/Hasu would be the neediest when dating someone? (Feel free to do both or either group)

Ooh. Okay, there's a lot of good answers. I could probably justify Keke/Sumire/Ren/Wien for Liella, and I've already talked a bunch about Kaho/Kozue codependency, but I have another thought.

In a relationship she feels comfortable with, Shiki lets down a lot of personal walls. She doesn't let many people that close to her, so she latches on hard to the ones she does. Really, it's just a matter of spending a lot of time with her. Even when you're doing your own thing, she likes being in your presence whenever possible. She can also be a little jealous or lonely without you — though this really just manifests in her being clingy when you two have the time.

For example, let's say you're home on a Sunday morning. You sit at a desk, trying to get some work done — you're really, *really* behind. Shiki wanders over behind you, still in her jammies. She embraces you in a half-asleep hug, and you're happy to stroke her hair as she does. However, you can't help but notice that she doesn't let go of you — her co*ck and breasts sliding over your back. You ask her politely what she's doing.

"...Trying to get you to come back to bed and f*ck my brains out," she smiles, kissing your cheek. You can feel her massive erection spreading precum against your back. "You liked that toy I built for us right? You can come over and use it on me again..."

The offer is certainly tempting — but you just can't afford the time. You've wasted enough if your weekend lazing about with her as is. Even as casual about it as she can be, Shiki's sex drive is a bit exhausting. It's easy to forget she's an idol sometimes.

"I understand," she smiles. "I'll let you work. It's okay if I masturbat* though, right?"

Why wouldn't it be? You nod and focus back on your work as she lets go. However, you don't hear her walk away — instead you start to hear the sounds of hands on foreskin, as she starts masturbating behind you.

She groans low and husky. You can hear her place both hands on her shaft, stroking her entire length until one hand escapes to her nipples, and back again. She moans your name sweetly. You feel her tip smack against your shoulder blades, as she starts rubbing her tip over your spine, signing your back with her lust.

She finally c*ms, barely suppressing her org*smic whining. Her legs shake as she ejacul*tes, firing thick ropes of cum over your hair and painting your back with incredible heat, until she eventually collapses on top of you, panting in your ear.

"F-f*ck..." she groans. "...I'll be in bed whenever you finish, Love..."

Finally, she leaves you in peace. At least, shortly before you stand up and follow her.

Chapter 19: Taking advantage of last anon's question, any thoughts about kanon's neediness? specially thinking about s1 kanon, i feel like her neediness would be of the charts while in yuigaoka's general studies

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Taking advantage of last anon's question, any thoughts about kanon's neediness? specially thinking about s1 kanon, i feel like her neediness would be of the charts while in yuigaoka's general studies

I can definitely see it. One thing I really like about Kanon's character is that she shows a bit of a frustrated streak when things go wrong. It's easy to imagine if she didn't fall into Liella, she could be a very lonely person, latching on to her partner for emotional support. This isn't necessarily a bad thing, as long as you can make the time for her for a while.

Let's picture her post-graduation — a frustrated young adult still living with her parents, trying to make a career out of her music when she can't bring herself to stand in front of a crowd. You stroke her hair softly as she finishes a cathartic cry in your lap, her glasses stained with her tears.

"f*ck..." she frowns, wiping her face. "Sorry... I'm always doing this when you come over. Some girlfriend I am..."

You assure her it's no big deal, but it has been a lot. Last time, she got in a fight with her friend Chisato and needed to vent. This time, it was an existential creative unfufillment. If anything, you feel like the bad partner, only able to provide some level of physical comfort. You don't have all the answers for her.

"...You're not losing interest in me, right?" she murmurs, hiding her eyes in your lap. "I know we haven't had any sex recently..."

Its been difficult, what with both of your schedules. With Kanon still at home, you rarely get time properly alone with her. Even right now, you can hear her sister serving guests downstairs through the open bedroom door, with Kanon's dad presumably in his office. Your sex drive is pretty unsatisfied, but you assure Kanon that you're doing just fine.

"...I knew it. You *have* been horny," she says, half smiling and half frowning. Her eyes dart to her open door for a moment — before she starts unzipping your pants covertly. You try to stop her for just a moment.

"Hey, let me do this for you, alright?" she smiles. "You're always there for me. Just... keep your voice down, okay? And make sure we get all in my mouth."

Your co*ck escapes over her face, growing harder as she starts to slowly stroke you. Her eyes brighten a little behind as she sees the effect she has on you, letting your weight lay across the side of her face. She gently worships from base to tip, not moving her head from you lap for even a moment.

Finally, she takes you in her mouth, as you stroke her hair out of her face. She winces as she tries to deepthroat you, making up for a lack of experience with effort. Finally, with you both trying to keep an eye on the door, you tap her shoulder, signaling your org*sm.

She closes her eyes and impales her mouth with your co*ck, letting your cum spill past her tongue. She lovingly strokes your testicl*s, milking you for all your worth. Finally, as your shaking stops — you both notice someone in the doorframe, staring right at you. "Aria!?" Kanon says, sitting up and coughing, trying to keep your cum down.

"...Dad wants you," she says flatly, before walking away. Kanon looks back at you, with a loving, awkward smile.

Chapter 20: Since Kanon and Shiki had a turn too, what about needy Wien? I presume she'd be harder to please than the other two because of just how prideful she is, though also easier because of just how bullyable she is.

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2024/04/28—Since Kanon and Shiki had a turn too, what about needy Wien? I presume she'd be harder to please than the other two because of just how prideful she is, though also easier because of just how bullyable she is.

Dating Wien is a bit of an emotional rollercoaster. In private, you've gotten to understand her quite well — and her frequent emotional breakdowns. There's do doubt that you think she's quite talented, and beautiful to boot, but her ego is always hanging on a razor's edge. She wants constant validation from you when she's down, and acts rather smug in public. Still, you're rather happy with the state of things, knowing that Wien has as deep a love and respect for you as you do for her.

...That is, until today. When you come around to Wien's practice session, she happily tells the rest of Liella that your her 'loyal mutt' now. You didn't know what to say, as she just sneered at you. The others seemed to dismiss it as typical Wien antics, but it was nonetheless humiliating for you.

The moment you get alone with her o the walk home, you confront her, unsure if she is purposefully manipulating you.

"Oh, but I *love* you! You're my favorite pet, after all..." she grins. "And you like being my pathetic little puppy, don't you?"

You feel an anger in you that you don't recognize. In a split second, you pull her into a passing alley, shoving her against the wall.

"Ungh!" She grunts, still grinning. "W-What? Are you mad that I'm the one in control? You knew that—"

Before she has the chance to insult you further, your hand darts beneath her uniform, grasping over the soft bulge in her panties. She groans immediately, biting her lip as you quickly tear the panties from her.

"What are you doing!? Were still in public, you—!?"

You know well how sensitive she is. She's already pulsating with hardness at the slightest touch, her tiny co*ck barely visible between your fingers. Her hips start to shake, before you go to your knees and aggressively take her package into your mouth.

"F-f*ck! Give me a minute!—"

She tries to enact some force on you, only for you to dive your finger past her trembling thighs, darting your index into her asshole. You f*ck her prostate between your mouth and your finger, turning her brain and words to mush.

"F-f*ck you... Holy sh*t..." she groans, unable to sustain her own weight, letting your strength keep her upright.

In a matter of moments, her balls tighten, and she c*ms with her eyes rolling into her skull. You take her co*ck out of your mouth, spitting her cum back onto her pubes as she fires ropes over herself, staining her uniform and collapsing onto her convulsing hips.

She lays there for a minute, basking in her ecstasy as you both pant. Eventually, you both share an awkward look. "...D-Did I really make you that mad?" she asks, looking rather ashamed.

You don't sugarcoat it — yes. You won't stand for that kind of humiliation anymore, even as a flirty joke. She smiles sadly.

"Sorry... I just, really like having you around. I'll...be careful how I act," she says quietly. Her arm reaches for your sleeve, tugging at it. "Now... Could you please do that again? For me?"

Chapter 21: What would makis music taste be like?

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2024/04/28—What would makis music taste be like?

I think canonically she was only into classical before joining μ's, but I'd like to think that she'd have more eclectic tastes afterwards. Like she starts the series kind of looking down at the pop music she's going to be writing, and by the end she has a deeper appreciation for musical aspects beyond the European music theory she was taught.

As an adult, I think she'd get really into obscure genres, interested in a lot of the psychology behind the audience more than the music itself. She'll talk your ear off about the intricacies of Black MIDI, or how 'Soothing Sounds For Baby' by Raymond Scott was a really revolutionary step in electronic music — if you show any genuine interest, that is. She's usually just going to keep it to herself.

Let's say you go to a danger music show in a little dive. The front mosh is so crowded that you can't get in, as shards of glass and fresh blood join the stains on the wooden floor. The singer wails in words you can't understand, as your eardrums are violently pierced, even at a distance.

If, instead of getting beaten by the crowd, you instead go to the balcony, you'll find a slender redhead, holding a drink as she peers over the railing, watching the carnage below. She's dressed too elegantly for this type of event, but still dark enough not to stand out. You can join her at the railing, but whatever you say, she probably won't acknowledge you much.

Maybe if you stay, she might turn to you, wearing a mysterious expression.

"Hey — do you think the type of music one listens to, can change them as a person?"

You answer as honestly as you can. She closes her eyes with a smile, carefully considering your answer, before turning back to the show.

You share very little commentary with that woman that evening, merely watching in silence. Eventually, the show dies on it's own. She turns to you, shaking your hand.

"I have to get going. Thanks for the company. There's going to be a witch house show down the street next week, but you have to solve this cipher to get in." she smiles, passing you a folded piece of paper, marked with strange occult markings in a grid. "I've already solved mine – hope I see you there!"

And just like that, she smiles and waves, walking off into the night.

Chapter 22: Ren is easiest Liella's best smelling girl. But does that good smell comes naturally, or for example; Holiday and a heat wave, and Ren keeps herself holed up in her room gaming. Would she feel self-counscious about her smell

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2024/04/29—Ren is easiest Liella's best smelling girl. But does that good smell comes naturally, or for example; Holiday and a heat wave, and Ren keeps herself holed up in her room gaming. Would she feel self-counscious about her smell, or she'd only take a shower when asked by someone? (If that someone dislikes her smell, that is...)

Ren lies on the floor of her bathroom—the Japanese style one. Cold tile presses up into her soap-covered body as she squirms. Her fingers claw through her own hair, trying not to push away the massager her maid holds to her cl*t. "S-Saya-san! J-Just a moment—" she pleads. Her maid turns up the massager in response. "—NNGH!"

"Mistress Hazuki, you must bathe properly each time. What would your mother think?" Saya says calmly, kneeling over Ren, her face cold and emotionless. "You've been absolutely filthy these past few years. It's been quite uncomely of a young woman."

Ren feels tears in her eyes, despite the trembling of her hips. Why is her body like this? She bathes daily—more than daily, even. Even when she was a young child, Saya helped her bathe every time her mother wasn't there. When her mother passed, Saya was there to clean her when she was too depressed to clean herself.

But even now, as an adult—she's unclean. She has fallen into a relationship with her friend Chisato, but finds herself shuddering in fear at the slightest touch. Even platonic hugs can only remind her of the baths. She can't bear it—why does she constantly feel so dirty? Does she sweat more than the other girls? Why can she not bear to be seen in the changing room? Why does she feel a burning, infuriating shame every time she looks at herself in the mirror?

"S-Saya! Please!" she cries. "Let me clean myself!"

Ren's maid gives her a look she doesn't understand—before she feels a slender finger forced past her rectum.

"AAAGH!" Ren screams.

"I can't allow you to do that, Mistress. You aren't presentable like this."

Surely the answer must be more bathing. Saya is the only one who will be honest with Ren about how shameful and awful she is. How embarrassed she should be of her body. Saya is the only one who accepts her as she is—not that Ren could ever talk to the others about it.

"N-No! I can't!—"

Ren's feet slip on the tile, the vibrations in her hood growing in intensity. Her hips shoot up with her org*sm, crying in shame as she begins to pee. Her squirting splashes splashes against her thighs as she squirms, unable to escape the massager or Saya's finger brutally f*cking her ass.

She finally falls to tears, holding her face in her hands as Saya finally sighs, removing her hands.

"I suppose we'll need to run the bath again, I see..." she says quietly, turning away from her sobbing master and beginning to work the bath. "...Mistress Hazuki. Until your hygiene is solved, you are not to bathe at the school, understand?"

Ren lets her tears flow into the drain. All she can think about is Chisato, and her mother. How much she doesn't want to disappoint them anymore.

"...I love you, Ms. Hazuki," Saya says, not turning around to face her. "More than you could ever understand."

"...Thank you, Saya-san..."

Chapter 23: Just saw your maki rt so, thoughts on maki gock?

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2024/05/03—Just saw your maki rt so, thoughts on maki gock?

As much as I love Maki, I haven't seen or thought about her with a co*ck much. It doesn't help that with her two main ships (Nico/Rin) fit gock quite well already. But that art was REALLY good, so let's explore it a bit.

On a pure size basis, I don't think she'd be larger than average, maybe even a little small. Still, it would look quite good. She takes care to groom herself as much as possible, her testicl*s are nice and tight, pulled up right underneath her shaft, and the shaft itself curves strongly over her abs and contrasts nicely against her skinny waist.

Given her personality during the series, I would also imagine her more on the sensitive/embarrassed side. She gets very hard when you compliment her, and even when she tries to take control, she struggles to maintain it. She tends to enjoy frotting more than being penetrated, but when she's really working up, she can really start pounding into her partner until her eyes start rolling. Nico likes to rile her up until she gets to this point, but Rin generally prefers some gentle 69'ing.

But part of what's fun for me about Maki, and μ's in general, is imagining how they change as they get older, far past the series. As Maki hits her late 20's, she's been become more truly confident and comfortable with her body. She trims her pubes into cute shapes, the rose coloring nicely complimenting her throbbing pink head. She also likes decorating it occasionally with ribbons and accessories, posting pictures of herself showing off her cute co*ck next to her hourglass hips and chest. She even gets a few piercings — one small one through the frenulum, and one apadravya piercing. She particularly enjoys wearing the apdravya when she's with someone *without* a penis, using it to tease her partners' cl*t as she pushes inside.

She's better at taking control by then, though will cede it to certain people she respects. She particularly likes to top people with bigger co*cks than herself, riding and bouncing her ass on them, watching her lover squirm and feeling them pulse against her prostate. Finally, when she feels them explode inside her, she'll happily jerk herself off, covering her lover's chest with a thick layer of cum, quite pleased with her gentle acts of domination.

Chapter 24: grimms i'm tired tell me a bedtime story

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2024/05/03—grimms i'm tired tell me a bedtime story

Uhhh okay

There once was a sailor — trapped forever within his own boat. Each entrance had been sealed from the outside, completely dark within and bouncing on the waves. The gods — jealous of his former happiness — had cursed him to both a never ending life, and a life locked within what was once is life's greatest passion. His family would see the boat from the shore, as it floated by every few years with the currents.

The man slowly felt his grip on sanity dwindle with every sunless day and moonless night. He clawed at the gaps, looking for any weakness to his wooden prison. The boat too, however, had been cursed. Any damage the sailor could deal would only make the boat expand, a dent in the old hull becoming the curves of a new one. He chipped and chipped to no avail.

He had long since lost track of time, his family being dead for decades well before he forgot their names. Still, he banged and clawed at the wood and nails.

'I will sail again. I will be happy again.'

He repeated these words to himself to keep his sanity. To keep some sort of grip on who he was, his identity, what he cared about and loved.

He had no way of knowing — but after centuries of banging at his prison, the boat had grown slightly, his damage adding up little by little. What was once no larger than a floating coffin, had become a schooner.

In another millennium, a galleon. The mysterious wooden capsule became myth to a world quite different than that that the man knew. His prison was a tourist attraction — a weather effect, occasionally seen off shore when you went to bed on time and listened to your parents. An old wives' tale.

And then, they all passed, as they must. Their children did. And their children's children. And the boat grew. And grew. And grew.

Millennium turned to eons. To epochs. To the death, and birth of the universe, and the next. And he clawed. And he grit. And he bled.

I will sail again. I will be happy. I will sail again.

The gods died. And their children. And their children's gods' children.

I will be happy. I will be happy.

And one day, as the man pounded at his feet, he realized — what was once his ceiling, was his floor. He was outside. He was sailing.

What was once his universe was locked in his coffin — an intergalactic-sized boat, containing all his memories and possibilities within. Inaccessible, locked away in his past.

But he was alive. He had a boat, large enough to ride supernova waves, to pull riptides to worlds he had never seen. To write a new history into his skin, solar winds in his hair.

He was happy.

And he was sailing.

Chapter 25: I see you talking about Kaho and Kozue a lot, but what about: Sayaka corruption. I think she's not innocent enough that you're corrupting her totally, just kinda giving her a small push into further and total degeneracy.

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2024/05/07—I see you talking about Kaho and Kozue a lot, but what about: Sayaka corruption. I think she's not innocent enough that you're corrupting her totally, just kinda giving her a small push into further and total degeneracy.

Man I LOVE Sayaka, best Hasu design imo, I just haven't found the opportunity to write about her much. I agree that when it comes to a lewd context, it's easy to imagine her not needing much of a push. She's a very 'responsible' character, but that's different from 'innocent'. Honestly as she ages up, I'd imagine she'd turn out to be one of the most experienced Hasu members, other than maybe Megumi. And more experienced or not, I think Sayaka is actually a top.

After a morning practice session, she and Tsuzuri stand in the halls outside the locker room, having already changed into their uniforms. Before they can go to class however, Tsuzuri has a problem.

"You need me to jerk you off *again*!?" Sayaka says, exasperated, glad the halls are mostly empty this time of day.

"Sorry, Saya-chan," Tsuzuri says with an aloof smile. "I can't help it. You look so beautiful when you're dancing, and then when you're changing..."

"You *can* help it, you're not even trying! Can't you just... go to the bathroom and do it yourself?"

"It feels better when Saya-chan does it... Besides, it seemed like you enjoyed it too last time, right?"

Sayaka's eyes dart down the hall, annoyed by Tsuzuri's attitude—as if giving her a handy in the halls is no big deal. With a sigh, Sayaka pushes forward, shouldering the taller idol against the wall as her hand darts under Tsuzuri's skirt.

Tsuzuri groans, the sudden aggressiveness surprising her, as Sayaka's hand gropes over her crotch. Through her dark tights, Sayaka slides her fingers up and down her bulge, straining against the seams of her tights.

"S-Saya-chan!" she groans.

"Quiet," Sayaka whispers. "There's still people who could come around here."

"B-But my tights!"

"What about them?" Sayaka whispers, a slight hint of deviousness in her voice. "Always asking me to help you... I should at least get the choice of how I do it, right?"

Tsuzuri whimpers as Sayaka's hand speeds up, clearly having no intention of freeing her co*ck from her prison. Tsuzuri's precum begins to leak, staining her tights down her right leg.

"S-Sayaka, really, someone will notice if I..."

Sayaka pants. Somewhere, there's a voice inside her telling her to stop. But her partner is too cute-she enjoys the feeling of Tsuzuri melting in her grip too much. With her breath caught in her chest, she presses her lips upward into Tsuzuri's ear.

"You're going to cum in your tights, aren't you Tsuzuri? What a perverted senpai..."

"S-Saya!—"

"Pervert! Pervertpervertpervertpervert!!—"

Tsuzuri trembles, and Sayaka feels the co*ck beneath her fingers pulse. A massive cum stain grows beneath, her fingertips becoming moist with what can come through the fabric.

Finally, the two seperate, panting. Sayaka stares in disbelief at what they just did, and at the clear stain still visible below Tsuzuri's skirt.

"...N-No one will notice, right, Saya-chan?" Tsuzuri asks hopefully.

Sayaka swallows. "No. Definitely not," she lies.

Chapter 26: do you think mei sometimes get in heat like a cat or she's always the one getting teased?

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2024/05/13—do you think mei sometimes get in heat like a cat or she's always the one getting teased?

Mei is the type to pretend they're not really bothered about sex — for a while. She says it's no big deal, it's just a biological need, and not the type of thing you talk about. In reality, however, her sex drive is very high.

She thinks it's normal, but she always has made masturbation into a sort of ritual. She rarely spends less than half an hour pleasuring herself, and occasionally up to two. Her days off can turn into three or four of these sessions if she's not careful. As for her fap material, her main kinks are anal and big co*cks — but more often than not, she ends up just masturbating to photos of her favorite idols anyways. She's pretty embarrassed about her Liella folder since she joined, but that doesn't stop her from popping up promo photos of her friends and schlicking wildly to their all too innocent faces.

She was an anal expert long before she lost her virginity. She owns a surprising collection of dild*s and vibrators, getting to the point where she's worried to buy more because she doesn't know where she'll hide them. It doesn't help that she keeps buying them larger and larger. She's okay with a partner of any size, but realistically she's not satisfied unless she has *something* massive filling one of her holes.

All that to say that if she gets pent up for whatever reason, her partner may be in danger. Maybe she starts wearing some lewder outfits, maybe a cat tail butt plug or some slu*tty sweaters, encouraging them to jump on her. Maybe this is the perfect opportunity to tease her further, ignoring her on purpose, but that could backfire...

They could end up with Mei tying them to a chair, riding them for hours. If they have a small co*ck or no co*ck, it's no matter — strap-ons work wonders, and she'll have something much larger up her ass anyways. She'll smile lewdly, playing her favorite songs in the background as she drives org*sm after org*sm. If their partner gets physically exhausted, it's time for more toys. They had better be prepared to assault her body with all sorts of fake co*cks, and to eat out her ass until their tongue falls off. Passing out is no excuse — there will still be something for Mei to use, surely.

It's no big deal though. This sort of thing is perfectly normal. Don't give her that look!

Chapter 27: How many dicks can Yoshiko take at once while still carrying a leage game?

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2024/05/13—How many dicks can Yoshiko take at once while still carrying a leage game?

Well she's not very good at league or taking dick, so somewhere between 0 and 1.

I'm kidding, but she wouldn't be playing league if she wasn't also a huge masoch*st. So while she's locked in, you're free to use her body however you want, as long as you don't disturb her gaming. You want to squeeze and twist her nipples until their red? No problem. Want to f*ck and lick her sweaty gamer armpits? As long as you don't tickle her. Shove a huge vibrator up her trembling c*nt, invite all your friends over to shoot dozens of hot ropes into her hair, stand her up and f*ck her ass until everyone on voice comms hears her screaming in ecstasy, begging you to f*ck her harder while her hands mash on her keyboard and mouse?

Well, at least it's only silver.

Chapter 28: Needy Megumi🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹

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Megumi leaving hand-written love letters in your locker ❤️

Megumi sending you voice messages where she just gently whispers "I love you" over and over ❤️

Megumi blushing and waving at you every time you make eye contact ❤️

Megumi sending you a picture of herself undressing in the locker room ❤️

Megumi leaving her used panties in your locker ❤️

Megumi using the corner of your desk to masturbat* while moaning your name ❤️

Megumi sending you voice messages where she grinds her c*nt against her phone, begging for you to come f*ck her ❤️

Megumi sending you pictures next to passed out old men, covered in cum and used condoms, telling you how much better she'll feel when she finally gets to f*ck you instead of these musty teachers ❤️

Megumi cornering you in the locker room, pinning you against the wall, her grip so strong that you can't escape ❤️

Megumi forcing you to cum over and over again until you're screaming her name just as loud as she screams yours ❤️

Megumi holding your hands in hers as she snuggles against your chest, finally satisfied that she has you for real ❤️

Chapter 29: kaho character progression where she goes from subby wubby to a bit of a dom overtime

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2024/05/24—kaho character progression where she goes from subby wubby to a bit of a dom overtime

When Kaho and Sayaka first started becoming intimate, it was common for Kaho to suddenly feel anxious or intimidated. This was fine, of course. Sayaka had a little more experience, but more importantly, she understood her lover deeply. She moved slowly, always judging her reactions. She kissed gently, never in a place unexpected. And when it finally came time, and Sayaka brought Kaho to org*sm with her fingers, she held Kaho gently as she sobbed and trembled.

And so this was how their early sexual relationship was established. Sayaka, always the patient lead. Careful with consent, and even more careful with what's left unsaid. Kaho was deeply happy, and slowly she became more comfortable with her body, her urges. Less and less intimacy ended in tears over time, and more often ended with the lovers happily grinding their hips against each other, trying to synchronize their org*sms.

As the months became years, however, Kaho realized that perhaps Sayaka wasn't satisfied. She seemed to always be holding back. She seemed to want things rougher — more intense. So Kaho did her research, and slowly...

She more often took the top position. She engaged Sayaka with more impulsiveness. She took pleasure in whispering naughty things in Sayaka's ear when they were in public.

She bought ropes. She showed Sayaka how to use them — but quickly learned it was easier to just tie Sayaka up herself. Sayaka knew little about these things, and as it turns out, was surprisingly obedient if Kaho spoke confidently enough.

Then came blindfolds. And candles. And a gag. Sayaka found her body changing, yearning for rougher treatment. She couldn't admit it, but she somehow liked the twinkle in her girlfriend's eye when she looked down at her. Such a gentle girl, with the capability of such loving violence behind them. Who wouldn't find their thighs squeezing together at the very thought of being underneath her?

And so, on the night of their honeymoon — Sayaka found herself in her knees, her arms bound impossibly tight behind her back, as Kaho ground her face into the hotel carpet with her foot.

"NNGH!"

"Such a lewd voice you have now, Sayaka-chan," her mistress purred, turning the vibrator up another notch, pounding it in and out of her wife's dripping c*nt.

"K-Kaho, please, its too early for — AAHH!"

Her mistress forced her first org*sm of the night out of her, leaving her face melting and trembling beneath Kaho's heel.

"Oh love... Don't worry. We have the rest of our lives together, now!" she smiled, as cutely as ever.

Sayaka lolled her tongue over the carpet and leaked her grool all over her favorite vibrator — more in love than she ever imagined.

Chapter 30: so who's freakier in the relationship: yohane or hanamaru

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2024/05/26—so who's freakier in the relationship: yohane or hanamaru

(I'm sorry if you meant Parhelion universe, but I wrote for regular Aqours 🙏)

Yoshiko, from a relatively young age, had unrestricted access to the internet. As many did, she was exposed to far too much mature material before she really knew how to process it. As a result, Yoshiko had a fairly wide awareness of dirty kinks, an egotistical belief that she's experienced despite her lack of partners, and a *light* addiction to hentai. In reality though, her personality was rather shy, and she chickened out of most of her curiosities.

Hanamaru, by comparison, grew up on books. Novels and stories from end to end — with no rating system in sight. She learned quickly the reality that less-read people weren't aware of — books are far, far filthier than anything on television or in movies. Her romance novels had sex scenes that were steamier than most p*rnography. Pulp fantasy novels had copious amounts of the princesses being exploited and raped — usually by humans, if you were lucky. Hanamaru never thought much of it. They were their own stories, their own worlds, good or bad. What she came to develop was a breadth of imagination and empathy in sex.

So when Yoshiko hesitated to turn the corner, on all fours in the nude in the middle of the night, Hanamaru heard her out.

"H-Hanamaru! I change my mind! People are gonna see—"

Hanamaru smiled, yanking hard on Yoshiko's leash. Yoshiko whined and skidded along the Numazu streets up to her feet, where Hanamaru gently held her chin. "Yoshiko-chan... You're not going to be a coward again, right?"

"T-Theyre are still people out! They could see us!"

"Listen to me. We're walking all the way to the school. You're going to take a piss on the big tree outside like a good little puppy, and then we're walking back. If anyone sees you, you'll just have to live with Numazu knowing that 'Yohane' is really just a fallen angel whor*."

Yoshiko shuddered at her words. Hanamaru caught the sight of her drool escaping.

"That would make you happy, wouldn't it, zura?~" Hanamaru smiled cruelly.

Yoshiko wiped her lips, rubbed the gravel from her knees, and made sure her tail was still secure in her ass.

"L-Lets go, Master..."

Chapter 31: Is yandere Kozue viable, or she's not the type to go THAT extreme?

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2024/05/27—Is yandere Kozue viable, or she's not the type to go THAT extreme?

Kozue recognized she had developed feelings for Kaho from the moment she had joined the club. Out of fear of hurting her, however, Kozue kept an emotional distance from Kaho. The younger woman often seemed confused about how she felt about other girls, and after Kozue had already hurt Tsuzuri, she was determined to not let anyone — including herself — break Kaho's heart.

So it came as quite a shock when Kaho announced to the rest of the club that she had found a boyfriend. Not too far from Hasu was an all-boys school, and Kaho had met the boy on a recent trip into town. Kozue wanted to be happy for her, and smiled her practiced smile.

Over time, however, she couldn't help but notice the signs. Kaho wasn't happy. She seemed more insecure than ever. Her once kind eyes, less radiant. Her "I'm okay!"'s, less convincing. Finally, when Kozue met the boy in person, her suspicions were confirmed. Kaho's smile was all but gone, but the boy's was carefree.

And so Kozue hatched a plan. It was simple enough to seduce him. A subtle touch there, a few gentle whispers in his ears, a few wafts of her shampoo in his direction. The dirty texts came fast, with no sign of guilt. With a sigh, Kozue finally prepared for a midnight rendezvous in the club room.

He stripped. She smiled, pushing him gently to the ground, the long skirt of her uniform gently flowing over his bare hips. She carefully reached behind her back. "Stay very still. You'll get everything you deserve..."

By the time he saw the glint of metal, it was too late. His wrists were pinned under her left arm, and a utility blade hovered under the tender meat of his throat. He panicked, struggled, to no avail.

"Oh dear. How weak," Kozue smiled, her grip outpowering his untrained body easily. "If you want a chance to live, you'll have to be honest with me..."

*CLICK*

Kozue extended the blade a single notch as she slammed her c*nt around his twitching co*ck. He screamed, but this only pressed his throat closer to the threat. Kozue smiled. "There — that should be enough to convince the police you raped me. Now... are you enjoying this? Are you happy you came here?"

The boy screamed 'No'. Kozue smiled.

"Liar..." *CLICK*

The blade pressed past his skin, blood drawing down and staining the hardwood floor. His co*ck either ignored or succumbed to his fear, sending pleasure through his body as Kozue slowly rode him.

"Next... You know Kaho is gay, don't you? And you still did this to her?"

The boy claimed to have no idea what Kozue was talking about.

"Hehe... Liiiaaar~~" *CLICK*

Pain. Fear. The boy felt death pressing all around him. His mind raced, even as his testicl*s tightened, begging for release.

"Finally... Do you really, *really* love Kaho?"

Tears dripped from his eyes. He wasn't even sure what was the truth anymore. For all his twisted guts, all he could do was say yes.

Kozue smiled.

*CLICK*

Chapter 32: How wrong would a poly relationship with Kanon and Margarete go?

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2024/05/29—How wrong would a poly relationship with Kanon and Margarete go?

"W-wait, wait! You're dating Keke *and* Chisato!?"

Kanon scratched her cheek nervously. "Well, technically I'm dating Kinako too... We just haven't had sex yet. She's only had sex with Natsumi — at least as far as I know."

Wien sat flabbergasted as Kanon explained the intricate web of relationships that existed within Liella. Chisato dated Ren. Ren dated Mei. Mei dated Shiki, so on and so forth. The circ*mstances that led to this seemed so complex to Wien, particularly given that she had never so much as held hands with another person her age.

"I don't get it..." Wien grimaced in frustration. "How do you not get jealous? A relationship is supposed to be between two people..."

Kanon watched her junior carefully, her emerald eyes shimmering with a distant sadness. Wien was somewhere far away, thinking about the all-too-common arguments between her beloved parents. Kanon, out of the cruel kindness of her own heart, reached out her hand. "Would you... like to give it a try with me? Wien?"

Despite the both of them feeling like it was a bad idea in some regard, they began dating in earnest. Wien would act somewhat cold, but physical affection overcame all. Gentle kisses would make her melt, as did the light grips on her thighs as they sat together. She could never admit it, but Wien never felt quite so comfortable as she did when Kanon was touching her.

But still, she refused to escalate. After all, if Kanon was poly, wasn't Wien too? It was her duty as Kanon's rival to find other partners. Only then would she allow further intimacy. Kanon didn't quite understand Wien's complex feelings on 'losing' or 'winning', but respected her boundaries.

Days turned to weeks. Wien's doubts became manifest. The other girls in Liella didn't like her. They were cordial, sure, but none seemed comfortable around her after last year's antics. A relationship was an impossibility. Day in and day out, she was forced to watch her girlfriend escape into back rooms with her other partners, only to emerge with messy hair and a suspiciously moisturized chin. Until finally...

"...J-Just, let me watch!"

Kanon looked back in shock, Wien having grabbed her uniform before she escaped with Chisato and Keke. The two other girls looked on, as Kanon struggled. "Wien? You're sure? You and I could always—"

"I'm telling you, just let me watch!"

With a sigh, the three third-years nodded.

The next half an hour, Kanon ravaged her girlfriends c*nts, scissoring and licking and finger f*cking with wild abandon. All while Wien, crouched in the corner, beat her own co*ck, sweat pouring over every inch of her trained, desperate body.

"Kanon, are you sure we shouldn't let her join in?" Keke whispered, recovering from her third org*sm as Chisato reached hers.

"...Just let her be," Kanon smiled. "She's happy, isn't she?"

As Wien let her second c*mshot splash over her abdominals, muttering Kanon's name to herself — she wore the widest smile the third-years had ever seen her with.

Chapter 33: How people could trick Emma into giving them handjobs/blowj*bs at the train station because of her kind hearted natur

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2024/05/30—How people could trick Emma into giving them handjobs/blowj*bs at the train station because of her kind hearted natur

When Emma was preparing to go to Japan, she knew that she'd have to deal with some amount of xenophobia. She was significantly taller than most Japanese women, and even many of the men. She wasn't chubby by most standards, but was certainly thicker than anyone she knew. That's to say nothing of her complexion or hair.

At Nijigasaki, her acceptance was of no question. However, there was her train ride in the morning. While she stood by the tracks, she couldn't shake the feeling of men and women alike staring at her, her discomfort growing by the day. Finally, she decided to try to talk to her best friend about it.

"...Emma. I deal with the same thing," Karin giggled. "They're not being racist. They want to *f*ck* you."

"E-EH?!" Emma gasped. "*Me*?"

"Yeah, obviously. Look at you—maybe some people are fetishizing you for being a foreigner, but you're still the hottest woman around."

Emma seemed to take some comfort in the idea, but it didn't seem believable to her.

"Well, why don't you just approach one of then and see?" Karin joked.

Emma put her hand to her chin in thought. Karin stared. "...Wait, I wasn't seriously suggesting—"

The next day, Emma worked up the courage to approach the older businessman next to her, his eyes unstoppably darting over to her every few seconds. He was a bit shorter than Emma, blushing as she approached. Emma asked him plainly why he was staring, but it took a little convincing before he finally whispered the truth.

"Y-Your breasts..." he whimpered, trying not to stare at the mammaries currently trying to break the buttons on Emma's uniform. "Huge..."

Emma was finally able to sigh with joy, excitedly picking up the man and spinning him around. She felt him moan as his face was smothered by her tit*, and his co*ck hardened against her skirt. She felt like a bit of a tease after everything, and decided to reward his honestly by dragging him into the nearest secluded knook.

His co*ck was completely engulfed by Emma's plush titjob, invisible through the gaps in her uniform. He groaned, and in an instant exploded, his cum shooting up through her cleavage and dribbling over the top. In that instant, Emma realized how many others she must have aroused. With a lick of her lips, she realized she had a duty.

She set aside 15 minutes every morning to relieve anyone who stared at her. Men and women alike found themselves rewarded for their lust with free paizuri, or the larger woman sucking wildly on their cl*ts, her sweaty tit* pressed against their tummies. She was incredibly popular, even angering the local prostitutes—until soon, even they, found themselves under her charm.

"Emma? This is seriously what you do every morning?" Karin stared, flabbergasted.

A young woman unfamiliar to Karin thrust her co*ck up one last time, her cum firing from between Emma's tit* up to her smiling face. "Yeah!" Emma laughed, giving a little peace sign. "Isn't Japan great?"

Chapter 34: Needy Kasumi

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2024/06/03 — Needy Kasumi

At her day job, Kasumi Nakasu was a rather respected woman. She looked quite professional in her suits, had a commanding voice, and was quite good at understanding her team's needs without a need for boring meetings.

There were, however, days like today. Where everything seemed to go wrong for her. Days where all her developed maturity avails her naught. Tomorrow will be better, but today is a day for whining. Self-pity. Comfort.

"Here, Princess..."

Kasumi pouts as her wife gently feeds her another macaroon. Shizuku gently strokes her hair as she chews, some crumbs spilling onto the pillow. No matter. This is a day for spoiling her woman, surrounded by the plush pillows and stuffies of her youth. The princess's short hair gently falls along Shizuku's collarbone, her light silk pajamas contrasting against the dark of Shizuku's as they slide and cuddle against each other.

Her eyes still a little wet from her whining, Kasumi hides her gaze — a little embarrassed as her crotch begins to grind up and down Shizuku's thigh.

"Again?" Shizuku giggles. "Does Mommy need to give you another org*sm?"

"I'm not calling you that!" Kasumi pouts. "No teasing!"

Shizuku smiles, confident that she'll get her to slip one day. "Sit up, Princess."

Kasumi slowly raises, nestling her body into her wife's. In the years since the high school days, Kasumi had actually grown a little taller than Shizuku — though her chest and hips failed to compete, even as she slides her butt up between Shizuku's thighs. With a grin, her hands dive beneath button and waist strap. Fingers dart expertly over Kasumi's sensitive breasts, and hunt through the familiar grounds of pale pubes surrounding her hood. It doesn't take long for Shizuku to have her princess writhing in pleasure, quite familiar with when to flick her nipples or tease her aching insides.

"S-Shizuku, h-hold on, seriously," Kasumi groans, covering her lips with her fist. "I think I'm gonna—"

"I know, Princess," Shizuku giggles, nibbling her ear. "Let it all out—it's your special day, just for you."

Kasumi's spine bends, her eyes twitch, all while a sense of comfort and warmth jackhammer down to her loins. With relentless finger f*cking, Shizuku finally brings Kasumi to a powerful org*sm. Her cheeks flush as she feels herself squirt, suppressing it as best she can despite her wife's loving fingertips. Even so, a light spray covers the sheets in front of her, as she pants in her lover's arms.

"...Alright," Shizuku smiles, beginning to sit up against Kasumi's back. "Let me get up and wash—"

As she begins to shift, she feels a tug at her collar. Kasumi pouts, hiding her gaze. "One more."

"...Kasumi, come on, we've been in bed all day—"

"O-One more—" Kasumi whispers, biting her lip. "...*Mommy*..."

"..."

Kasumi Nakasu had six more org*sms that day.

Chapter 35: Came here after reading that rental girlfriend Ai, so wanted to see more detail of someone hiring her out to f*ck where an ex is sure to stumble into them.

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2024/05/31 — Came here after reading that rental girlfriend Ai, so wanted to see more detail of someone hiring her out to f*ck where an ex is sure to stumble into them.

"Huh? She cheated on you? But you're so cute..." The blonde in front of you comes around to your side as you pull up your phone for proof. She smells good.

You're taken aback a little at how close she gets. You only just met her after all, but she was easily the prettiest rental girlfriend you could find — you're honestly shocked she's not trying to scam you, as you can feel her soft tit* squish against your arm. You're just looking for someone to make your ex jealous. You don't even need sex, honestly.

"I dunno bro, I don't normally do this. You're sure you didn't do anything wrong?"

You explain as best you can. You're not perfect, obviously, but you didn't deserve what happened to you. You don't really want to hurt her — just a little revenge. Just enough so you can walk away with your pride.

"Man... Cheaters. I can't forgive a girl like that..." the blonde murmurs, closing her eyes and thinking. Finally, she sighs and smiles. "Alright, *Darling*! The name's Ai, you've got me for an hour! Where's she gonna be?"

The amusem*nt park. Ai hangs off your arm as you walk around, scanning for any sign of the target. The entire time, she laughs and talks with you so easily that it feels like you've been friends your whole life.

"Oh! There she is!" Ai points excitedly. Sure enough, there's your ex, looking profoundly miserable next to her new man, waiting in line. "Here, follow my lead!" In an instant, Ai drags you behind the other couple, and she turns up her volume as she begins to 'act'.

"Ohhh~ Darling! Gosh, I'm so lucky to have met such a rugged, handsome gentleman such as you!"

Ai gets no reaction, your ex not even turning her head. Ai pouts in response, turning to you and whispering. "Hey, quick. You got a dick or a puss*?"

"H-Huh? I have a dick—"

"Big or small!?"

"Uhh- 8 inches?—"

"OHHHH *DARLING*!" she shouts, your ex's ears perking up. "I just can't get last night out of my head! All your stamina — that fat, manly co*ck scraping away at my brain—"

That's certainly enough to get your ex to turn her head. She makes eye contact with you for just a second — shooting daggers — before turning back ahead. Ai gives a naughty smile.

"Ohh, I can't take it anymore, Darling! I need to watch you cum NOW!"

Ai's hand darts for your crotch, whispering something like 'no one will see'. You're still shocked by how fast she gets your co*ck out.

"W-Whoa, it really is big... I mean — OHHH DARLING!"

With a grin, her hand suddenly starts jerking you off. With her expression hidden from your ex, she gives you a little wink. 'Aim for her shoes,' she whispers.

You can't last. Her technique is too good. Your cum fires, splattering against the new heels your ex just bought. With a snarl, she huffs off, her boyfriend none the wiser.

"F-f*ck, that was more fun than I expected..." Ai smiles lewdly at you. She starts to pull out her phone. "You get an extension. Give me a sec to call up Rina and Karin — don't suppose you'd wanna shoot a quick p*rno?"

Chapter 36: Inspired by latest anon, who's the best girl to tease and to be teased by in hasu?

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2024/06/02 — Inspired by latest anon, who's the best girl to tease and to be teased by in hasu?

Eyyy, it only took me 2 months to catch up but I can finally answer this with real Megumi and Rurino content!

Alright so I've already written a bunch of Kozue and Kaho, but I'll say that I trend towards 'bullying' rather than 'teasing' with them. They're not bad at all though, particularly if you like Kaho's whine (which you should).

As for Tsuzuri, I think she'd be fun to tease, but there's some caveats. Her issues with communication mean you can't just treat her like other women and get the same result. It's better if you convince her that *she* needs to do more. Play with her nipples, and right when she starts to sweat, simply stop. When she asks why, simply explain that you thought she wasn't enjoying it. If she wants more, she needs to moan louder, slu*ttier, filthier. Rinse and repeat, until you have her beautiful, slender body wrapped in rope, screaming your name as she c*ms harder and harder, her flat voice projecting all sorts of honest obscenities.

Sayaka is both a good teaser and teasee. On the receiving end, she can be surprisingly gullible, easily convinced that all sorts of dirty acts are perfectly normal. On the giving end, she has a surprising amount of confidence and conviction, perfectly adjusting to her lover's desires, and getting off on making them beg her for more.

Rurino is difficult to tease — at first. Her battery running out is a surefire way to ruin any back and forth you could have with her, as she stonewalls her way through any flirting. On the other hand, Rurino has easily the most sensitive body in the club. Even as she becomes emotionally exhausted, her body can't help but respond to the twisting of her nipples, the teeth in her neck, the squeezing of her taut ass, and the gentle rubbing of her navel. She becomes like a brainless, drooling plaything, her mouth and c*nt seeking pleasure independently of her mind.

Finally, Megumi. Without a doubt, the best teaser. She's the best at projecting confidence, has years of sexual experience, and most importantly — knows exactly how much you masturbat* to her. She's seen you in her comment section, she reads all your dirty thoughts on Twitter. She even found that cum tribute you made of her, despite your efforts to delete it.

"This is you, right?" she smiles, holding up her phone. "You're so desperate! Isn't it kind of pathetic to masturbat* this much? Don't you feel ashamed?"

You can't escape as she approaches, a devious smile on her face. "You're so obsessed with me. Is it my eyes? My tit*?"

Finally, she pulls down the collar of her uniform, revealing a single sweaty breast.

"Come on — fap like you always do, loser."

You do your best to stay standing, bringing yourself to org*sm as she giggles at you, relishing in how much you tremble from a single glance.

"Hey — next time? If you post about me like this again, you're getting doxxed," she smiles. "Just send it directly to me, and I'll take care of you, alright?"

Chapter 37: 25 year old office lady Yoshiko/Yohane getting sexually harassed at work.

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2024/06/06 — 25 year old office lady Yoshiko/Yohane getting sexually harassed at work.

Yoshiko Tsushima clenched her teeth. Her fingers balled into fists. She did anything she could not to make a noise, as her bosses' hands clumsily groped over her pencil skirt and button-up.

"Ohhh? Suppressing your moans? What a naughty girl, Yoshiko..." he whispered.

Moans? Certainly not. Yoshiko experienced a lot of emotions—Disgust. Remorse. Regret. But certainly not pleasure. Her assaulter's movements were not to elate her, but only to stroke his own ego. Men like him were trained on the idea that a woman in tears was a woman in ecstasy. That 'no' meant 'yes', and 'yes' was irrelevant.

So Yoshiko had learned early to keep her mouth shut, as her boss made his daily advances. After all, if she resisted, it wouldn't just come down on her head. Her entire department would suffer. Other women would go through even worse. Where was Yoshiko's power supposed to be? Wasn't there a time where she didn't feel so helpless?

"I think you're ready, Yoshiko..."

"W-Wait—"

She regretted her protest immediately, as she felt a co*ck roughly press past her vulva. She was as dry as could be, and yet still felt a burning shame and embarrassment, as if it was somehow her fault. She closed her eyes, trying to pretend it wasn't happening, as she felt a man nearly twice her age greedily slap his hips against her ass, each thrust chipping away at her identity.

As her mind struggled, it eventually landed on a single thought. A phrase repeated over and over again, as if it would serve as some rosary against reality. A prayer to herself.

*Yohane wouldn't have put up with this...*

———

"Welcome, Little Demons. Tonight... We punish an evil-doer."

Yohane kneeled on the floor, dressed in dark garb that didn't quite fit her. Her wife, and loyal Little Demon, Lily, kneeled next to her. It had been a long time since they had streamed like this—though their expressions were quite a bit more somber, now. A small, human-shaped effigy laid on the floor before them.

"...First, salt—to intensify wounds, and ward off heaven's blessings."

Lily passed Yohane a small bag, before she sprinkled the innards across the effigy. Lily then grabbed a small handful of needles. Yohane reached her hands out for them, but hesitated.

"...You can do this, Yohane," Lily whispered, her eyes serious. "Your magic is real. It *will* work. I promise."

With a deep breath, Yohane took the needles and effigy in hand. She lined up the first needle with the effigy's crotch.

"Next... Castration. To ensure the seeds of evil spread no further."

Slowly, the needle pushed through, cotton leaking from the edges. Yohane winced, her doubts weighing on her. Her tears began to build beneath her makeup.

"Finally..."

Slowly, Yohane brought the needle up to the effigy's head, parallel with its shoulders. Her hands trembled, until Lily placed her arm around her shoulders. The two shared a meaningful glance.

"Finally... Lobotomization."

The silver needle pushed through.

Chapter 38: Hi, the person who gave the Yoshiko getting sexually harassed prompt here. Sorry for the dark topic. How about something happier now... like Yohane's magic ritual working and the scumbag boss getting his comeuppance!

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"...A promotion?" Yoshiko asked, flabbergasted before the board of directors. "Wh-what happened to—"

A few of the board members cried crocodile tears. It was clear that whatever put her boss out of commission was something not be talked about in polite company. By any measure, it was clear he would not be returning, and he would not be missed. Yoshiko's stomach felt heavy. She had no way of knowing if her ritual had any effect, or if she just got lucky for the first time. Either way, as she stepped into her new position, her first reaction was guilt. Why should she be rewarded for such a thing?

Over the next few weeks, however, the feeling faded. As it turns out, she was more than qualified for the position. She was surprisingly good at managing subordinates, balancing their needs and making herself available. The women in particular were ecstatic to have someone new in charge. Slowly, the fragments of Yoshiko's pilfered confidence returned.

Not everything could be so simple though. The experiences still sat and festered in her body. For all of Riko's love and support, Yoshiko couldn't bring herself to be properly intimate with her. There was a mutual understanding, of course, but the gap existed nonetheless.

"Yoshiko—" Riko smiled sympathetically over dinner one evening. "—did you hear that Mari will be coming into town?"

"...Mari?"

"I'm sure she would be happy to hang out with us¸ but..." Riko said, trying to be as gentle as possible. "Do you think it would help you if the three of us... y'know? Like old times?"

Yoshiko eyed her meal carefully. "I... I think that might be nice," she smiled. "...But, I have one condition."

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Yohane laid on her bedroom floor — her mouth gagged with silk, her limbs immobilized with black rope. Lily and Mari stood above her, smiling, as they picked her up and wedged her in between their bodies.

When Riko told Mari what had happened, she was of course, furious. She came to understand Yoshiko's proposal however. While their threesomes as youths were wild, now Yoshiko wanted something specific. No choice, but all the power. Completely at their will, but loved completely. Gentle and controlling, from the people she trusts the most.

Yohane felt her wife's co*ck slip into her front, as Mari's strap on claimed her rear. She moaned sweetly through the fabric, as her little demons massaged and ravaged her body. Yohane's eyes rolled, finally able to focus on the present, as Lily bit into her neck and Mari tweaked her nipples. Both so carefully watching her, not teasing her, moving with her reactions rather than against them. All Yohane had to do was feel, not think.

As she finally felt her wife's seed spill into her once again, her body shuddered. A genuine smile rested behind her eyes once again.

Chapter 39: Toxic MeguRuri maybe?

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2024/06/09 — Toxic MeguRuri maybe?

"Fuwaaa~~" Kaho cooed, pressing a cool towel to her sweaty forehead. "Full group practice is nice... We should do this more often!"

"We should," Tsuzuri smiled in agreement. "Megu, Ruri, you're still okay to clean up the practice room?"

Rurino's head hung low. Practice had completely drained her battery — rather quickly, too. She raised her fist into a lazy thumbs up.

"...We've got it, guys!" Megumi smiled in her stead. "See you tomorrow!"

The other four members smiled and filed out the door, as Megumi waved. As they closed the door behind them, however, her expression soured.

"...Sorry, Megu-chan," Rurino said listlessly.

"'Sorry'? That's all you have to say?"

Megumi already had her suspicions, but the group practice confirmed them. Mira-cra Park was behind. *Far* behind. Not only have they started late, but their practice sessions don't go as long.

"Do you have any idea how humiliating this is?" Megumi growled, gritting her teeth. "To be shown up by *first-years*!?"

Rurino glanced up at Megumi's side, unable to summon any more words. Just like usual.

Finally, her frustration at her boiling point, Megumi grabs Rurino by her collar, lifting the shorter woman to her tiptoes and bringing her lifeless face to her own.

"Rurino... I swear to god..." Megumi stared into her soul. "You're not faking this battery sh*t to be lazy, right?"

Rurino's face showed no reaction, even as her breath became shallow from the tension in her neck. "I... wouldn't do that to you. Megu."

"...Gah!"

Megumi threw Rurino to the floor, her sweaty practice clothes sliding across the slick wood. Her face twitched, though she made no whines of pain.

"Fine. Let's prove it," Megumi growled, stepping over to her. She stomps her foot between Rurino's thighs, grinding her shoe against her crotch, digging the toes up and against Rurino's cl*t.

"...Nngh. Megu..." was all Rurino mustered in response to the abuse, her arms laying dead by her sides. Her crotch ground against the force, even still.

"...You greedy little sh*t. You still have enough energy to enjoy this, I see."

With a sigh, Megumi kneeled over her side. She put her weight into her other foot — directly onto Rurino's face, as her hand aggressively dived under her shorts. Her fingers brutally f*cked Rurino's c*nt, painfully tight despite the wetness she produced from her abuse.

"You think I'm always going to reward you for your laziness? You think I'm not just going to leave you one day?"

Rurino had no energy to moan — but she knew she felt good. What little emotion she could muster embraced the feeling of the soles she bought for Megu making a permanent impression in her cheek, and the thickness of Megumi's knuckles. It didn't take long for her body to shudder lowly — an org*sm only recognizable to Megumi.

Finally, as it subsides, Megumi sighs, collapsing next to Rurino. The blonde, a few tears in her eyes, cuddles up to her chest.

"I'm sorry, Megumi..."

"Yeah... I'm sorry too."

Chapter 40: AiRina netorare. Turns out Rina prefers Mia's American gock...

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2024/06/09 — AiRina netorare. Turns out Rina prefers Mia's American gock...

Just a heads up, but I won't be doing anything with nationality or race. Just that boring old vanilla NTR.

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"Hehe... Feel like heading back to my place, Rinari?" Ai grinned, putting on the most flirtatious grin she could.

"...Not tonight, Ai, " Rina said flatly, walking arm and arm with her girlfriend.

Ai's smile faded a little. She knew it could be hard for Rina to be intimate. Her inability to emote meant that their sex could always feel like a game of chance. Ai had to take Rina at her words, or at least at her Emotion Board. Rina always said she enjoyed it, but it was hard for Ai not to have doubts, to not wish she could do more for the woman she loved.

And now more than ever, something felt... *off*.

"Rina... Are you doing okay? I didn't hurt you or anything, right?"

Their arms unlocked from each other. Rina reached for her board — before putting it back down, unused.

"...I'm fine, Ai. Really. You didn't do anything wrong," she said, her voice unshaking. "Really, it's me that's..."

Rina's words seemed to dissipate into the sunset. Ai stared, feeling like she barely understood who she was looking at. With her shoulders heavy, Rina turned, continuing on her way home.

Ai, with her heart heavy in her chest, decided to follow behind her in secret.

——

"NNNGH! H-HARDER!"

Ai covered her mouth in horror. The voice she heard from beyond the door was unknown to her, yet so terribly familiar. Her eyes, however, were more than enough to confirm what she didn't want to believe.

Beyond the door, she could make out her girlfriends face, lighting through the crack. Her paper hair was slicked with sweat. Her breasts, petite as they were, shook wildly with force as she was slammed from behind. But more shocking than anything was Rina's face.

Her eyes rolled with pleasure. Her mouth dribbled with spit and cum, a mystery woman's finger hooking her open. She was in pure, uncontrollable ecstasy, more happiness on her face than the rest of the club could ever hope to express.

In her shock, Ai lost her balance, tumbling through the door. As she collapsed, she came face to face with the culprit. Mia Taylor, looked down at her, surprised — for a moment. Then, with a grin, the younger woman resumed her wild thrusting.

"AAAGH! A-AI!" Rina screamed, embarrassment under her lustful moaning.

"R-Rina..." Ai laid, immobile. "Y-Your face..."

"D-DON'T LOOOK AT MEEE—"

Rina's hands scrambled, trying to find her emotion board. She struggled to find a page of apathy, or boredom, the pages crushing in her fingers. As she tried to bring it to her face, however, Mia grabbed both her wrists, pulling them backwards.

"No need to be shy now Rina..." she smiled. "We were doing this for Ai when we started, right?"

"A-AI! P-PLEASE DON'T LOOK—"

Mia's cum exploded inside Rina. Rina's face melted into pure, messy, humiliated ecstasy.

Ai, watched, tears in her eyes. Somewhere inside, a part of her she didn't want to admit existed knew this was for the best.

Chapter 41: Wien having sex with her Kanon nesoberi

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2024/06/10 — Wien having sex with her Kanon nesoberi

In an elegant Tokyo apartment, a young woman thrust her co*ck gently into her prized onahole. Her well-trained hips lifted pleasantly up and down off her mattress, as her body slicked itself with sweat and precum.

"Nnngh... Fuuuuck..."

Wien Margerete hated having to stay in Japan, especially after her loss to Liella. Still, she had to admit — masturbating had never felt so good as it did with the toys they made here.

She never liked watching p*rn while she touched herself. She already felt insecure about having a penis — she didn't need p*rn to make her feel small as well. Usually, her own imagination was more than enough. Today though... Today, something felt off.

"..."

Wien's eyes fell on a certain plushie by the side of the bed. She wasn't quite sure why she had bought it — maybe as a makeshift punching bag. The Love Live commission was always quick to turn their winners into merch, but it had only been a few weeks.

And yet, there it laid. A massive, soft, cartoonish recreation of Shibuya Kanon, a goofy smile across her rotund face, not much smaller than Wien herself. The rival designated by her parents. The infuriatingly chipper woman responsible for all her misery, all before she has to go to the same *school*.

Yes... Now she knew what was wrong. How could Wien enjoy herself, when Shibuya had to be punished?

Wien wore a devious grin, as she grabbed the nesoberi and forced its back to the mattress. Shibuya squirmed, as Wien wedged her onahole in the plushie's crotch.

"Oh, you're scared? You should be... Take this!"

Wien trusted forward, impaling Shibuya on her co*ck. She begged for mercy, even as Wien grabbed her arms, f*cking her like a cheap toy.

"Haha! You sound so sweet like that, whining like a dog! Louder!"

Wien thrusted. Her hips slowing.

"L-Louder! Let me hear your voice!"

Her imagination couldn't hold up to reality. Her plushie stared up at her, unjudging, with its sewn smile.

"Let me hear your..."

Wien came to a stop. Who was she kidding? This was pathetic. Maybe not the *most* pathetic thing she's done recently, but certainly up there.

With a sigh, Wien allowed her body to collapse on the plushie. Her thrusts became shallow, focusing on the gentle comforts of her surroundings.

"Shibuya Kanon..."

Wien began to notice how warm her new plushie was. It's embrace felt several times larger than she remembered. Like some sort of hug. But, Kanon hated her... Didn't she?

"K-Kanon..."

Kanon held her close against her chest. She whispered forgiveness in her ear. Wien felt a love unlike what she thought her shallow understanding of it was.

She came. Her testicl*s tightened, squeezing days of sem*n through the narrow onahole, staining the underside of the plush Kanon's skirt.

Wien laid exhausted, before finally sitting up. She brought a single hand to her face.

"I-I'm crying?"

Anger returned to her soul, kicking the cum-stained plushie off the bed.

"...You tell NO ONE about that, you hear me!?"

Chapter 42: How would the process of turning Maki into a dumb whimpering pet who gets wet as soon as she gets into your lap be?

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2024-06-11—How would the process of turning Maki into a dumb whimpering pet who gets wet as soon as she gets into your lap be?

The first step is to establish a mutual respect. This is important. No matter how badly you want to turn this into a sexual relationship, she will see right through you if you approach her insincerely. You must be her friend first — have interesting things to talk to her about. Listen to her properly when she speaks. She will not make it obvious how she feels, but if she takes time out of her busy schedule to be with you, you're on the right path.

Eventually, when you two do have your first sexual experience, do not get overly excited. Do not tease her for her hourglass body. Make her feel safe and secure as she nestles her hips into yours, her back against your chest. Play with her nipples as you begin to circle her cl*t. This is the tricky part — you need to edge her, just a little. Not so much that she thinks you're making fun of her, but enough to intensify her org*sm. She won't be very communicative, but inside she'll be wondering if this is all you're really going to do, rather than pleasuring yourself. Finally, when she's about to cum, set up a trigger. Personally, I like to place my hand around her neck, though you may prefer using a clicker, or whispering a keyword in her ear.

Continue this pattern each time she comes to you, edging her for longer each time, slightly intensifying your trigger. No matter what, don't change things up or try to cum yourself. Over time, Maki will begin to wonder why you don't do more, as she begins to grind her ass against your crotch to no avail. She will eventually come to the only reasonable conclusion — her body isnt lewd enough for you yet. She needs to train.

In private, she will begin to train her ass without telling you. Even if you notice, let her accomplish this on her own. She needs to take pride in her training. It can take months, but she will become lewder and lewder, excited to show you what she's learned. More than likely, she will come to you shortly after she's taken at least a seven inch dild*. If you don't have a penis, be sure to come prepared with a strap on.

She will take the same position she has a thousand times, but will now carefully hover her ass above your tip. Shyly, she will press her hips down, making sure you're watching. As you slide inside her, she will be filled with an immense pride. And here's the best part — you've kept up with her trigger, right? Activate her now, as you slam your full length inside her. She will cum, completely hands-free, in shock at the pleasure her own body can produce, associating pride with cum drunk pleasure.

Don't let up. Bend her over. Reward her for being such a good slu*t with all the insertions she can handle. Trigger her org*sm over and over, and she will thank you for the privilege, drooling stupidly and happily as her tit* grind against the floor and her puss* floods.

The rest is easy. Even in public, she will respond to your trigger with instant shivers and 'thank yous', proud to be your personal slu*t.

Chapter 43: Trans girl rin lovingly dicks down hanayo

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2024-06-12—Trans girl rin lovingly dicks down hanayo

Hanayo laid upon her mattress, her fingers lazily playing around her hood and tugging on her plump breasts. Her eyes, however, were firmly upon the bathroom door, awaiting her wife's return.

Finally, Rin Hoshizora walked out, her athletic, slender legs drawing Hanayo's eyes up to the new lingerie. Rin usually liked nightwear that was more 'cute'. Tonight, however, the goal was 'sexy'. Her hair laid in a braid over her right shoulder, long and elegant. Her breasts, subtle as they were, were supported by ribbons, tracing downward over the soft skin stretched over her abs. Finally, her co*ck stood wonderfully erect. It was not spectacularly large, having shrunken somewhat since she started on hormones. It didn't matter, however. As she crossed her legs and leaned against the wall, the smirk she gave her wife was the peak of femininity. Hanayo felt her entire body shudder at the sight.

"How do I look, nyaa~?"

"I-Incredible..." Hanayo smiled.

Rin hid her blush as she approached. Tonight was the night to be assertive. For years, Rin had let Hanayo take control during sex. It seemed obvious. She felt more feminine as Hanayo held her gently, and whispered sweetly in her ear.

And yet, it didn't seem right. Why was Rin so put off by the thought of topping? The more the two thought about it, the less it made sense. Did Rin, for whatever reason, internalize confidence and assertiveness as 'masculine' traits? Hanayo certainly didn't feel masculine at all when she did it. No matter how the two women sliced it, it didn't seem like an idea they had themselves.

So tonight was a test run, as Rin mounted her wife. To see how comfortable she was. As it turns out, Rin was more than comfortable. She was excited.

"R-Rin!" Hanayo moaned, as Rin grabbed her ankles, bending them over her head. Her c*nt made easy way for Rin's hardness, though her spine shot straight from her own sensitivity. "F-f*ck!"

"Mmmf!" Rin groaned. It was a new position for them both. But Rin felt quite some freedom, able to make full use of her athletic body. Hanayo too, felt Rin's co*ck stroke against her cl*t with each powerful thrust, the angle scraping away at her self-control.

"H-Harder, Rin!"

Rin bent her legs further, growing addicted to the sound of her hips slamming against Hanayo's ass, and their fluids spilling from the sides. She dug her thumb into Hanayo's mouth, warping her smile just right.

"Hanayo! I'm cumming!"

"I-Inshide! Pwease!"

Hanayo's body bent practically in half as she felt her wife's seed spill inside her. Both their eyes rolled and shook, their breasts shuddering in tandem against one another.

It was new, and different. But like so many things, as long as they were together — it was right.

Chapter 44: Emma being an innocent but lewd free use slu*t on the train. Something with public but hidden sex in the pov of the men using her

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2024-06-16—Emma being an innocent but lewd free use slu*t on the train. Something with public but hidden sex in the pov of the men using her

Wait, Emma and trains again? Suspicious...

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God, another awful day. I'm exhausted... And sure enough, this train is as packed as ever. Barely enough room to even move...

It's always the same sh*t. Boss yells at you, someone else takes credit for your work, and then you can't even find a nice woman to talk to at night. Hell, maybe that's just me though.

"Nnngh!"

The train jostles, and my body slips between two others. It's not unusual, but suddenly, something smells different. As I look down, I find a mesmerizing sight. Light blue eyes shimmering up kindly at me. She graces me with a polite smile.

I... I feel her body pressing against me. Her breasts feel like their surrounding and crushing me. Even her hips are jostling against me. Sh-sh*t, she has that uniform I've seen around too, from that high school...

I've got to look away. f*ck, people get arrested for staring at girls like I just did. But it's already too late. I feel my erection growing beneath my slacks. I try to dodge my hips away, but there's only so much I can do with so many other bodies around.

"...Hey," I hear her whisper. "That's my fault, isn't it?"

...Huh? Is she talking to me? I turn my head back around, met by an even more sympathetic smile.

"You're pretty stressed out too, aren't you? Don't make any noise, okay?"

What is she talking about—

f*ck! Her hands... She's taking it out?! I swing my head around. Is this some sort of prank?

"Don't panic. The other guys are staying quiet, you'll draw attention."

Other guys? I glance around for a moment, and that's when I notice. The smell from earlier—it's masked by a perfume, but there's no doubt. This woman has sem*n all over her. You can't see it from a distance, but her hand is already wet. I see a stain under armpit—the appearance of sweat, but in reality, some stranger's cum. The freshest stain is atop her breasts, a recent titf*ck leaving dark pubes on her cleavage. She might already be doing something with her other hand, or maybe she's being f*cked from behind.

"Hmm, if you were a bit taller we could do insertion like this. Pretty long, though. Lucky you..." she smiles.

I feel my co*ck taken within something very warm. It's not her puss*, though — it's between her thighs. It's hot, and dripping wet. I barely have a chance to react before she starts stroking along my length, my co*ck head trembling as it slides past her ass.

"Shhh..." she whispers. "No noise. Small movements."

f*ck... I'm panicking. My hands travel to her breasts, massaging them against me, tugging at her nipples through her shirt. I can't even care that I'm getting another man's sem*n on my hands—not as she's staring at me with that intoxicating smile.

I cum, more quickly than I would like. She milks my co*ck back and forth, my sem*n splattering against the back of her skirt. I pant, exhausted.

"W-Wait, who are you—"

The doors open, and I get washed away with the flood. The last thing I see of her is that smile, and a polite wave.

Chapter 45: The members of Liella spanking Wien for being a bad girl. Because bullying Wien never gets old.

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2024-06-18—The members of Liella spanking Wien for being a bad girl. Because bullying Wien never gets old.

"What the HELL, Wien?!" Keke growled at her aloof junior. "This is yarn! I can't make an outfit with THIS!"

Wien clicked her tongue against her teeth. "Well it's a type of thread, isn't it? It's your fault for not being specific enough—"

"Wien!" Keke pouted, stomping to the seat next to Wien. She sits with some force, and points to her lap. "Now!"

Wien winces. "S-Seriously? There's still some faculty around..."

"Now!"

With a blush, Wien sighs and crawls her torso over the pleasant plush of Keke's thighs. The senior peels up the hem of Wien's fresh Yuigaoka uniform, an uncharacteristically cute pair of striped, light pink panties hugged tight between Wien's athletic rear. The prodigy braces herself for impact.

"No talking back!!" **SMACK!!**

"HHNGH-" **SMACK!!** "—AANGH!"

Wien did her best to suppress her voice, knowing there were teachers not far below their club room.

Keke had a tendency to spank her only on her right cheek, repeatedly. Over and over. Wien wondered how she'd even leave the school, knowing she'd be walking using only one leg.

Still, it wasn't as bad as what happened at the beach.

"Shiki! Can you take care of Wien?" Mei called, yanking the junior by her thin wrist. "My arm still hurts from keeping her in line this morning."

"Huh? What did she do this time?"

"She spent club money on ice cream..." Mei hissed, shooting her glare back to Wien. She glanced away in response. It had been hard to get any treats now that her parents had cut her off. She knew Liella would cover her if she asked, but still...

"Sure, I'll do it—"

"And DON'T use your 'autospanker', Shiki! Use your hands like the rest of us!"

"Hai hai..."

Wien was shoved over Shiki's long legs, growing an odd tan line from her beach lab coat. Wien's swimsuit was rather revealing in its own right, already drawing many eyes just by walking around — especially with how red her asscheeks already were, hanging out for the world to see.

"Shiki, just a sec!" she whined. "There are people-"

Shiki's arm came down hard. She liked to use the full length of her wingspan to save herself some energy, which made her fingers come down like whips. Wien collapsed her hands over her mouth, trying to smother her own cries of humiliated pleasure. Even still, the two drew a crowd, the beautiful prodigy's body squirming atop her slender punisher.

Still, at least it wasn't Sumire...

**SMACK SMACK SMACKSMACKSMACK!!**

"You little f*cking brat!" **SMACK!!** "You think your 'talent' means sh*t around here!?"

Sumire wasn't quite as strong as Chisato or Ren-but no one hit harder. Or faster. Or longer. Wien squirmed, each jolt of pain leaving her sensitive nerves begging for escape. Maybe it was personal for her. Maybe she really did hate Wien's attitude more than anyone else. Or maybe, Sumire knew...

**SMACKSMACK**— "HGGH! F-f*ck!—"

Wien's legs convulse, her entire body contracting into itself, her breath echoing off of every rib as a scream. Sumire froze.

"W-Wien... Did you... *cum* from this?"

Wien held her hands over the mouth, the humiliation sending another wave of pleasure through her body.

Sumire only sighed in response. "Alright... Just another thirty minutes then."

Chapter 46: Not a request. I just want to share my impression of Margarete's psychology, based on your stories:

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2024-06-20 —

Not a request. I just want to share my impression of Margarete's psychology, based on your stories:
1. Margarete desperately craves affection, likely stemming from being neglected by her parents. Deep down, she wants friends despite how much she denies it. She also has romantic feelings for Kanon but is unable to properly express it.
2. She also has an inferiority complex, comparing herself to her more successful sister. This is not obvious, as she hides her inferiority complex with her trademark arrogance and massive ego.
3. She has a fear of failure, as it reinforces her inferiority complex. She is unable to accept her loss to Liella, to the point of engaging in conspiracy theories to explain her defeat.
4. She also has poor self control, like indulging herself using club money. She also has difficulty controlling her emotions, whether it be anger or arousal.
5. Despite trying to appear dominant, she has masoch*st tendencies like enjoying getting humiliated or spanked. Unlike the other points, nothing wrong here. I don't kink shame :)

TLDR: Despite her arrogant exterior, Margarete has low self-esteem, an inferiority complex and craves proper relationships. She needs to see a therapist.

Yes, I think this is a good summary of how I tend to interpret her.

One thing I should note (because it's kind of too direct to say in a short story), is that I'm a pretty strong believer that Wien is being/has been abused by her parents. Some people may think that sounds overdramatic for Love Live, but to be honest, they've already done it with Mari's mother (locking her up away from her friends, bribing/lying to her friends in order to stalk her despite being an independent adult, etc.), and they did it quite well. Abuse doesn't require intentionality. Building your daughter to compete with her only sister, making her entire self-worth reliant on getting into the same school, and then exiling her to a foreign country when she fails as a 'second chance' is abuse. Full stop.

A big difference though is that Mari had friends willing to fight for her. Wien doesn't have that, and her upbringing was so competitive that she might not have even had her sister. Wien is—rightfully—incredibly angry, but she doesn't know where to put it. She doesn't know *why* she feels so miserable, because she's been told that the only thing that matters is her success. If she fails, it can't be her fault, because that would mean her entire being would fail. If she's not angry at Love Live, or Kanon, she would turn that anger at herself, and it would destroy her.

One thing I really love about Wien is her positioning as a 'Butterfly', specifically in flight. The familiar LL metaphor for protagonists is that of baby birds, trying to learn to fly. They fail, they fall, they learn from each other, and finally take flight as a pack. Butterflies are different—they emerge from a cocoon fully formed, instinctively knowing how to flap their wings. There are no parents around, or even other butterflies. They simply know how to fly from the moment they exist. This is Wien's attempt to brag—'I don't need practice, I don't need you.'

But... What if she's not actually like that? What if she's not her sister? What if she's not some once-in-a-generation prodigy? If the butterfly emerges, and can't fly... Who catches them? Does she simply fall? Does she cease to exist?

Anywho, I guess just a few extra points: I imagine season 3 will either redeem or take the apparent edge off of Wien's parents somewhat, though I'd be pleasantly surprised if they don't! Also, I don't necessarily see Wien being in love with Kanon, as much as she's confusing feelings of her physical attraction to her with her realization that Kanon (and the rest of Liella) are willing to give her affection without her needing to earn it. I still think they make a great ship, but developing to love needs proper understanding between the two of them. I also like characterizing her as a masoch*st because I can see it being a way to work out her self-hatred, but no one really needs a good 'reason' for a kink—maybe she just likes being humiliated 😅

Chapter 47: (Male PoV) Lanzhu, hot and sweaty after practice. She teases you with her butt, going slowly further until she grinds against you, making you cum in your pants… 💦

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2024-06-21 — (Male PoV) Lanzhu, hot and sweaty after practice. She teases you with her butt, going slowly further until she grinds against you, making you cum in your pants… 💦

"Bye, Lanzhu!"

"Bye!"

You hear the exchange somewhere from the apartment's entrance. Lanzhu makes the familiar sounds of an exhausted trek to the couch. She calls something aloud to you in Cantonese—you're not very good yet, but you know she said "I'm home!"

"Welcome home!" you call back from the kitchen.

"Oh—Are you cooking dinner already?"

"Yeah. Is stew alright?"

"Mmm... Meat... Oh, yeah! That's great!" she calls cheerfully. With a smile, you return to cutting vegetables, before you hear her voice again. "...Actually, would you mind coming over here?"

"...Right now? I'm a little busy—"

"Yeah. Right now."

She puts that little whine in her voice that's impossible to resist. With a sigh, you put away your knife walk out of the kitchen. The idol stares across the room at you, a smug smile beneath her tired eyes.

"...*pfft*. Nice apron," she smirks.

"Thanks. Nice sports bra."

She pushes her fingers through her bangs flirtatiously. Summer has come again, which means Lanzhu practicing in nothing but her yoga pants and that damn black sports bra. Sweat slicks down her neck, dripping over her defined abs.

"...The couch is kinda lumpy again. I could use a good pillow."

"...Lanzhu, I'm cooking—"

"Betcha I can finish you in three minutes," she grins.

"...What are the stakes?"

"Hmm... Winner gets to tie the other one up again?"

With a sigh, you give in, approaching Lanzhu and snuggling in behind her, her voice giggling girlishly.

"Fine, so when do we start—*HNGH*—"

Before you even get a chance to settle in, she starts grinding directly over your apron-covered shaft.

"How about right now, hot-shot?" she smiles over her shoulder, sticking her tongue out.

Her hips roll with precise, trained circles. The firmness of her ass is contrasted against the softness you feel on either side, your co*ck straining against its limits.

"Don't even need to take your dick out when I'm all sweaty like this... No cheating, remember? Eyes open..."

Sure enough, looking down at her, you can see the sweat trickling over her cleavage. It's insane how muscular the rest of her body can be, even with the mass of her fat tit* straining and spilling over the edges of her bra.

"L-Lanzhu, just a sec—"

She grabs your hands, directing them to the front of her abs and the side of her hips. You can't help but let your fingers sink in to her sweetly toned stomach, slick and hot, while you feel all the muscles in her gluteus activating and stabilizing to pleasure you—and only you.

"L-Lanzhu!—"

"Shut up and cum already!"

Your legs squeeze together, shocked at the strength of your own org*sm as you unload into your pants, your cum soaking through your underwear. Lanzhu grins and giggles back at you, her intoxicating smile restraining her panting, draining your balls for all their worth.

"...Oh, f*ck it—"

"W-wait, I need to shower!—"

You pin down Lanzhu, and the two of you spend the rest of the night licking each other clean—and forgetting about dinner.

Chapter 48: Who do you think are the most slu*ts of every group in Love Live?

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2024-06-22 — Who do you think are the most slu*ts of every group in Love Live?

μ's — It's tempting to say Nozomi here, but I actually have to disagree. Nozomi absolutely loves sex, but only with people she's really comfortable with, which I feel isn't really in spirit with the question. I actually have to go with Nico here, bare with me. To Nico, her goal is to be the universe's greatest idol, and that has certain implications. This is something she would argue about frequently with Hanayo, actually—while Hanayo upholds traditional ideas of idol 'purity', Nico maintains that the purpose of an idol is to be as desirable as possible. Nico has several insecurities about her body, so she goes out of her way to associate her flat chest and narrow ass with sex, even f*cking lucky fans backstage. She will leave anonymous comments under her own videos, encouraging fans to bandwagon under her flags of 'her ass is so f*ckable!' and 'flat chest, tight puss*!'. The one thing she doesn't tolerate is people comparing her to a child, which tends to make her leave comments that get her immediately banned.

Aqours—I would say Mari, but it's a slightly similar situation to Nozomi. Riko's exhibitionism makes her a strong candidate, but she tends to avoid having sex with men as a rule, limiting her options. Apart from that, I would say Ruby—but only once she's graduated. Not only does she grow up to have a bombshell of a body, taller and quite a bit more stacked than her sister, but the relatively uptight Kurosawa family has left her somewhat repressed. With the confidence she learned from Aqours, she's happy to engage in some casual sex at whatever hangouts she engages in, turning any party into an instant gang bang, leaving her with a naughty reputation around the low population of Numazu.

Niji — Ai, easy. She knows better than anyone that sex isn't really that big a deal—it's a fun, sporty activity that you can (and should) share with everyone you know. Being pan helps, as well as finding practically everyone attractive in some regard. She takes care to bring condoms everywhere with her, just in case someone looks a little lonely.

Liella — Hmm... Natsumi or Sumire. Natsumi has a pretty deeply held respect for sex work, and won't hesitate to do anything as long as th price is right with zero shame. Sumire on the other hand, with her intense imposter complex, develops a kink for other people's attraction to her. She spends her late nights egosurfing, finding cum tributes to herself, finding a deep, humiliating pleasure in all the ways people fetishize her. She's asked Keke to make her outfits slu*ttier several times, and really only got her way with Nonfiction.

Hasu — Gonna go with Megumi. She has major confidence in her body—sort of. It all gets shattered one day when she realizes Kaho's chest is actually larger than her own. She spends the rest of the school year tracking down anyone who so much as looks at Kaho lewdly, and then f*cks their brains out until they admit Megumi is the tightest, rawest f*ck in Ishikawa—and they'd be right.

Chapter 49: Adult Wien cringing at her past self when her kids eventually find pictures of her as the "Prideful and Perfect" Wien Margarete persona.

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2024/06/23 — I recall you once talking about how you like to imagine the love live girls as adults and im in a bit of a Wien brainrot so: Adult Wien cringing at her past self when her kids eventually find pictures of her as the "Prideful and Perfect" Wien Margarete persona.

"Honey! It's time for bed—"

As Wien opens the door to her daughter's room, she sees something she doesn't expect. In her daughter's lap, her tablet projects an old video. Even from the side, Wien recognizes it, seeing an old, black outfit.

"!!"

Before she even realizes what she's doing, Wien rushes and snatches the tablet out of her daughter's hands, stopping the video in its tracks. Her daughter stares up at her, confused.

"Mom?"

"...S-Sorry," Wien shakes her head. "It just surprised me that you found that, is all."

Most of Wien's contemporary performances were in holospace now, after all. Still, her daughter was already nine. It's not hard to find old LTube recordings.

"You don't like it?" she asks. "You were so good! And cute too!"

Wien smiles weakly. "I guess you didn't see the end of it. Come here."

Wien takes a seat on her little girl's bed, helping her into her lap and holding the tablet together. With some hesitation, Wien searches 'Wien Margerete sore loser'.

"..."

"What do you mean I lost!? This is nonsense, give me that!—"

The video plays in it's entirety, Wien struggling to look at the ghost of herself, whining like a child after losing to Liella.

"...So," her daughter whispers as the video finishes. "They tricked you? You were supposed to win?"

"No! No, no, no," Wien laughs, shaking her head. "The better team won that day, there's no doubt about that. I was just... A very angry girl at the time."

Wien expected that to be the end of it. But her daughter looks up at her one more time.

"...Why were you so angry?"

The question catches Wien off-guard. It must seem so simple to a girl her age, but it's something Wien has spent most of her adult life untangling. How can she answer that, when she still barely understands it herself?

"Hane!"

A voice calls from the open door. Kanon Shibuya stands against the door frame with a smile.

"It's bed time."

"But I wanna know Mom's-"

"No 'buts'. Come on."

Wien and Kanon finally manage to get their rambunctious daughter tucked in, kissing her good night, and closing the door behind them.

Wien leans her back against the wall, letting her soft locks drift over her eyes in thought. Kanon watches her, peacefully.

"...I know what you're thinking, Wien," Kanon whispers. "But you're not your mother. Hane is going to be okay."

"...She's still going to end up with doubts. And trauma," Wien winces, clenching her teeth. "What am I supposed to do for her when-"

Wien finds herself embraced, her wife collapsing her arms around her.

'... You are an incredible mother, Wien. It won't be the same."

Wien Shibuya sighs, a smile returning to her face as she returns the embrace. She may not know much-she often feels like she knows nothing, even now. But if there's one thing she's learned, it's that everything gets a whole lot easier when you have someone you can trust when they tell you things are going to be okay.

If Wien can manage, she'd like to be that person for Hane. Always.

Chapter 50: Shizuku being an exhibitionist to the teacher she likes, from the POV of the teacher.

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2024/06/24 — Shizuku being an exhibitionist to the teacher she likes, from the POV of the teacher.

(Fem POV, since it's been a while)

"Osaka-san. I'm going to ask you politely to stop this."

"...I'm afraid that isn't going to work, Sensei."

She smiles widely at me, her ribbon shifting in her locks. The light beaming through my office windows seems to shine off her uniform.

"...Why have you been doing this?" I growl across my desk, my temptress sitting smugly with her legs crossed. "Entrapment? Do you have some sort of end goal?"

Flashing me in class. Writing lewd essays on the back of her assignments. Whispering about how eager she is for my self-control to snap as she passes me in the halls.

"...Why do you think I'm doing this, Sensei? I'm curious."

"You're trying to get me arrested—"

"Your rabid attraction to me isn't illegal. I'm 18 now—as I'm sure you already know," she says, smiling as if she's already won.

"Then you're just trying to get me fired. Divorced."

"Maybe. You've probably thought of this one already, too: I'm also an actress—maybe I just find fun in the challenge of getting you to admit you're a lesbian."

"I'm not a—"

"As you've said, Suzuki-sensei," she says with a grin, using my maiden name to taunt me. "But I've told you before. I have one reason for doing this."

She stands from her seat, her skirt a little shorter than it should be as she walks around my desk, her slender fingers tracing dust off of the wood. They come to rest on my shoulder, smelling like a youth I denied myself, as she whispers in my ear.

"I'm going to seduce you, Sensei. I'm going to make it so you can't go a minute without thinking about me. You'll obsess over me. You'll beg for more pictures, more videos, more little glimpses into my world. And when you finally, finally crack—you will cum so unbelievably hard, you'll actually thank me through tears for all the months of—"

I stand suddenly, my fists on the table. I grab the photo she snuck in my purse—a lewd image of her maddening ass, sweaty after her workout, forcing the image back towards her. If my husband had found that...

"...Leave. Immediately."

"...Sensei, are you sure you're safe to leave your fingerprints on that—"

"Now, Osaka-san."

"...Very well. But you will take this in exchange—"

Osaka takes the photo back, and I'm glad to be rid of it. But in my palm, she leaves some small plastic thing in my hand, before walking to the office door.

"...What? What is this—"

With a grin, Shizuku grabs her skirt, lifting it towards me. I'm met with a nude, shaven puss*, with several words in permanent marker decorating her hips. 'Sensei's Toilet'. 'Idol Bitch'. More importantly, a small wire appears to travel between her labia.

"..."

Shizuku pulls down her skirt, flipping her hair behind her shoulders. "Sensei. If you can go a week without pressing that button, I'll leave you alone. I promise."

I stand frozen, the monumental switch like a dagger in my hands.

"...I'll see you around, Sensei. If you cum tonight, remember to moan your husband's name and not mine, alright?"

Chapter 51: Damn, your Emma smut is so good! She's severely underrated and I definitely see her being a secret degenerate. If you don't mind, maybe a long-ish scene of Emma in a gloryhole, this time in her pov? Thanks!

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2024/06/25 — Damn, your Emma smut is so good! She's severely underrated and I definitely see her being a secret degenerate. If you don't mind, maybe a long-ish scene of Emma in a gloryhole, this time in her pov? Thanks!First time asking, so I dont know how much I can get away with for asking!

Hey Anon! There's no rules to any of this, the only catch is that I'm just writing what I want, which might not be what you want sometimes. Also, there's a 3000 character limit, so I can never go long.

I notice the co*ck in my left hand begin to twitch, and I twist my body to make sure I get the incoming cum shot on my face. This one always has the thickest, most delicious ropes!

Sure enough, they begin to fire shot after shot, fragrant sem*n landing all over my tongue, splattering over my breasts, and even soaking my pigtails as I smile and giggle. Even after an hour in here, my body squirms, excited by just how much they can produce every time.

The co*ck finally goes soft between my fingers. It's definitely on the smaller end—about 6 centimeters—but their stamina is just insane! This is their fourth round today! How could it not be one of my favorites?

Finally though, it seems they have to leave, the head disappearing from my view.

"Thank you!" I call through the hole. "Great job today—I'll see you next week!"

I don't get a response, but I'm sure they appreciate it! When Ai first showed me these bathrooms on our lunch break, she said saying 'hi' like that kinda defeats the purpose... But I just can't help it! Even if I've never seen their faces—even if I don't even know what age or gender they are—they're all my friends. We have a special understanding, I think!

Ah, the puss* in my right finishes up as well. It's rarer for someone to stick their c*nt up to the hole then a co*ck, but I do my best to deliver just as much pleasure. This one's a squirter, leaving the hole a pleasant mess, and I can just barely hear somewhat masculine sounding moans from the other side. Finally though, they leave as well.

Oh well... It is my day off, but maybe I should call it here—

Oh! There's another friend pushing themselves through the left hole. And it's... Wow...

This friend must be very proud of themself. Their co*ck is easily as long as my forearm, veiny and intimidating. They've even gone through the effort of oiling the shaft, making it shine as it pulsates, as well as tucking their heavy sack through the hole.

"Ahhh... You must be new here," I smile, sliding my knees through puddles of cum, bringing my chest up to the hole. The co*ck lays atop my cleavage, curving all the way up to the side of my head. "You're kind of a 'hotshot', aren't you?"

The co*ck curves, the stranger flexing their kegels as if to show off. I giggle, taking the base of the shaft within my cleavage.

"You know, Karin always tells me that 'hotshots' are also 'quickshots'..." I grin. The mass of my breasts slide rapidly over their shaft, and my saliva drenches the head. Suddenly, the co*ck tries to pull back, and I squeeze even harder to prevent their escape.

I hear a slu*tty moan through the wall, and I'm rewarded with more sem*n—a dribble at first, as they try to stop themselves, and then a torrent of lovely stickiness.

Hmm... Another hour here couldn't hurt, could it?

Chapter 52: Kanata having trouble having sex with a guy cus he dick too big

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2024/06/27 — Kanata having trouble having sex with a guy cus he dick too big

"Kanata... You really don't have to—"

"I can do it! Just... Give me a sec..."

Kanata hovered carefully over the monolithic co*ck, her boyfriend staring up at her, embarrassed and doubtful. Even as her wetness slid across the head, it didn't seem possible.

He had 'warned' Kanata that this might be the case, but she had to admit that she didn't take him seriously. It sounded like typical male braggadocio. Kanata had had large partners before, and none of their bluster made up for their inevitable insecurities. This boy was different though. He didn't seem proud—he seemed ashamed.

Sure enough, he was unnaturally thick. It wasn't natural at all, in fact. He was in a terrible accident as a child, the ensuing surgery resulting in a penis he wasn't sure he'd ever actually be able to use for its intended purpose, far too thick for any condom he could find.

Kanata, now feeling embarrassment of her own, tried to force down her hips.

"...TCH!—OW OW—"

Kanata immediately removes herself, her body tensing up painfully at the first insertion. She falls into his arms, and the night somewhat awkwardly transforms into one of mutual masturbation. It was pleasant—he was as good with his hands as she was with hers—yet somehow Kanata felt as if she could do better for this man.

The next few weeks were ones of purchase, and training. Kanata slowly began to build an impressive collection of dild*s. They were difficult to sneak in, still living with her mother and sister as she was, but she made the effort.

At first, she approached the situation scientifically. She measured by diameter, building up a little each time. She realized quickly however that vagin*s do not 'stretch out', like an anus might. No, the key was to conquer her fear. It was the way she tightened up on penetration that was the problem.

So her collection became 'scarier'. Stranger shapes. Rougher textures. Spines and miniature spikes. One was even capable of electrocuting her—which she quickly realized was a little too much. She had a favorite, too, one with a massive knot, but it had mysteriously disappeared, now secretly under Haruka's bed instead.

Still, after several weeks, she believed herself ready.

"K-Kanata, really, we can just—"

"Relax... Relax..." she smiles. "Let me take care of everything..."

The boy watched, confused. Kanata, with a confident grin, slammed down her hips—engulfing him in one smooth movement.

"!! AHHHH!—" the boy moaned lewdly, inside a woman for the first time.

"Sh-sh*t..." Kanata smiled, feeling the mass split her in half. Before she could lose her nerve, she grinded, skillfully and kindly.

Kanata's miracle gave the boy no chance. This co*ck, too big for any condom, experienced its first creampie, firing years of pent up lust in Kanata's deepest chambers. The boy panted as Kanata rested upon him, slowly grinding her hips, knowing he had just fallen deeply in love.

"Now..." she grins. "Let's test your stamina, hmm?"

Chapter 53: which side of Karin would you love to see during sex - her flirty side or her embarrassed side?

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2024/06/28 — which side of Karin would you love to see during sex - her flirty side or her embarrassed side?

I was gonna give this another day, but it IS Karin's birthday...

Alright, good question. My primary interest is what would be the most pleasurable or meaningful for Karin herself, and for that reason we need to dig into her psychology a little.

I think Karin's primary motivation for the way she acts is that she deeply cares about what others think about her. Not in a way to feed her own ego, but more in that she desperately wants to live up to the expectations of the people she cares about. Her flirtiness is a natural outcome of wanting to act the way she appears. She's seen as incredibly beautiful and confident, so she wants to live up to that.

Her embarrassment is the other half—the reality that she can't live up to that. Not completely, at least. She gets too worried about doing or saying the wrong thing. This is usually minor, thankfully, with the support she receives from her friends. Still, it's easy to picture how this might transition to a sexual encounter. She tenses up, worried about what she needs to do. She doesn't have the experience to top, and as a bottom, she gets increasingly concerned about how she needs to moan, all the things she is doing 'wrong'. And while that might be cute, and we could probably help her work through it, I think we can do better.

My suggestion—with her permission—would be to tie her up. Bind her arms, legs, and fingers, immobilizing her completely without our gentle guidance. This way, she doesn't have to be concerned about her movements, or even taking any actions at all. In the same manner, we gag her mouth. Now she doesn't have to worry about silly trifles like 'flirting' or 'moaning'. She doesn't have to worry about anything really, allowing her to focus fully on the ecstasy her own body can produce.

org*sm after org*sm, her body trembling within its binds, the only thing for her to do is groan naturally into her gag, sweat dripping from every inch of her perfectly trained and toned body. Her eyes shine and roll with each movement, free of restraint or shame. As the night drags on, we can even drag her body in front of the mirror, giving her a front row seat to her most natural state, her shuddering, cum-soaked, rope-covered body more beautiful than she's ever seen it, without any effort required from herself.

Personally, I think that would instill her with some true confidence. Don't you?