Kimitaro City, February 14 5:57 PM
Chojiro had no opinion about Valentine's Day. It was just another February day for him. Those around him were living their lives to the fullest, having cheap and shallow relationships that would ultimately lead nowhere, but existed for the sole purpose of not being alone.
The high school drama was below him and there was no reason for him to get involved in such trivial matters, especially when he had more important matters to take care of: how to ensure that no Lost One ate there is no fucking soul wandering around before crossing to the Seventh Heaven or the Devil Society. His colleagues could run and socialize with each other while he made sure they were safe for that.
Yes, Yanagi Chojiro had more important matters. The young Emperor of the White Desert with orange hair carried the weight of the world on his shoulders, he did not have the luxury of wasting his time with girls who would end up wasting their time.
Perched on a roof just above the streets of the city of Kimitaro, Yanagi Chojiro was waiting. He waited for any threat that dared show his ugly head in his city. This was his job, his duty. No one else could do that. It was his responsibility to keep everyone safe, even if it meant neglecting the years of his youth.
The sun began to set over the protected city and he watched the scorching orange and red sky begin to darken. Night was coming and he would only get busier from here.
Devil Society
HUGE!
That was the only word to describe the four pairs of heavy, mouth-watering breasts that were piled on the flat wooden surface of a table in any bar. Each orb that widened with eyes of soft, agitated flesh swayed at the slightest sign of movement by the owners, capturing the eyes of any Devil who dared to look in their direction.
The glorious knocker-destroying sets that threatened to break the table were all glazed with a thin sheet of female sweat that accumulated in the heat of the room, as well as the occasional spill of alcohol.
First, there was a pair of perfectly tanned breasts that were just inches from bursting completely. Its size was numbing and inspiring, just below the largest in the group by mere inches. Many onlookers prayed to their respective deities that the owner would take a sudden action that would make the tanned twins loosen up and jump out. However, despite how much they wanted it to happen, the owner was much firmer than she let on. Morita Rangiku, the most beautiful of all the other Devil, was the owner of this splendid rack and she was barely drunk.
Beside his tanned melons rested a more reserved pair that was almost as attractive as his neighbor's candor. With only a small slit in his uniform to allow his sweaty chest some relief, one could see the wide neckline of two milky, pale breasts that were pushed against each other by the restrictive clothing. No one would have guessed that, this God Devil in particular was so incredibly stacked, but the surprise was only obscured by his astonished brains when they looked at his well-kept secrets. Felicia Onalkleis, was the most dignified and reserved healer of all the Devil, but she carried some killers of men with her.
On the other side of Rangiku's titanic breasts, a set of unmistakably exotic jugs that nearly tore the black spandex that held them. This flawless pair disappeared from the Devil Society for a few hundred years. They were big at the time, but the Human World must have spurred another growth spurt while the bulky black breasts swelled up and made some cup sizes even bigger. Everyone at the bar was treated with distinct marks from her perfectly round nipples. The bar owner would have kicked her for such an obscene display had it not been for the fact that he too was speechless by the big bouncing jars. Belialun Amalikis, a formerly important and outlaw lady, did not mind her blatant display of raw sexuality, as she simply wanted to let the air cool her heated breasts.
Finally, the last pair of breasts that surpassed Morita's in size and weight, overflowed on the table like over-inflated water balloons. Maximum capacity was not in this woman's vocabulary. Mother Nature apparently threw caution to the wind by blessing this woman with these attractive, jaw-dropping and stunning greasy meat pads. The bras were simply not made to match the magnitude of these giants, so the owner was left with back pain and envy from the less fortunate girls. The red piece of clothing that could not even be classified as a shirt was the only thing she could wear, since any simple shirt would tear with the stress of having to hold those huge jugs. Any other woman would be immobile with those heavy orbs of flesh. But Shiba Shiro was not just any woman.
"Ugh ..." Rangiku sighed heavily as he looked at his sake jar. It was almost empty for the fifth time that night. To solve his problem, Rangiku lifted him in the air and shook him, causing his mountain resources to sway and tremble in his uniform. "More sake!" She screamed.
Almost instantly, it was taken over by someone. Whether they worked there or not, Rangiku did not know. All she knew for sure was that in less than a minute, her jar was back and it was full. Without bothering to thank the person responsible for refilling her drink, she put it back on the table.
"So much for the girls' night ..." The strawberry blonde murmured as she looked at her drinking friends. These were the women she trusted to have fun, but all they did was sit at a bar, drinking! Rangiku does this every night! What should be special?
Shiro snapped her neck and grunted. "Fucking pathetic." Shiro said in a low voice. She also couldn't believe this was how she was spending the night. Sitting in this bar and drinking was something she could do at home without all the perverts lusting after her.
The captain of Squadron Four also let out a small sigh of frustration. Although not overly expressive, she showed that this was not as much fun as she hoped it really would be. "At least we're not in the cold, are we?" She looked at the other women, hoping to be a little more positive.
Belialun shook her head, her purple ponytail dancing behind her as she did this. "I agree with Onalkleis, but I also agree with Rangiku. This is very annoying." The dark-skinned woman moaned. She tried to be optimistic like Felícia, but the cons outweighed the pros in her mind.
Rangiku let his head fall forward and be pressed against his incredible gifts. "We spent the whole month overreacting tonight ..." Rangiku's muffled contribution to the conversation came.
"Now look at us." Shiro gestured to the four. "We are just sitting here like pathetic losers."
"On Valentine's Day, I expected at least some romance, but it makes me lose hope." Felicia stated. The captain acknowledged that she was not available to date 364 days a year, but she tended to allow herself the idea of finding a temporary adventure on Valentine's Day.
Belialun held her chin in thought. This was not what she planned. She originally hoped to bring all three of her closest companions together for a fun evening of drinks and flirtations, but none of the men lived up to her expectations. The Devil Society was a big place, but it looked like all the good men were taken away tonight.
The ex-nobleman had to think of a way to change tonight or risk a terrible life. She, like Felicia, usually didn't like relationships, but she hoped to get some action tonight.
"Do you want to blow some things up?" Shiro suggested. It wasn't much, but fireworks provided some entertainment for the busty woman.
The plump lieutenant shook her head. "Nah, I already did this this morning when I had to get rid of some papers." Rangiku admitted.
Felicia pointed to the small dance floor that some couples were using. "Let's Dance?" The healer asked.
Shiro and Rangiku looked at each other with mutual pity. With her huge breasts, dancing would do more harm than good.
The three women sighed simultaneously as Belialun continued to ponder his choices. There had to be something they could do, she just knew it! All she had to do was think about it!
Then, like an angel descending from heaven, the bartender approached the table with a tray of fruit drinks.
"Strawberry margaritas, courtesy of table six." The bartender placed the tray in the middle of the table, doing his best not to look at the mouth-watering jars that rested on it as he pointed weakly at a group of below-average-looking youth.
The women instinctively waved to be polite, but on the other hand they did not greet them. They were used to it now, so they paid no attention to it. However, something clicked inside Belialun's head that made her hesitate to pick up her new glass.
"Wait ..." Belialun spoke softly as he started to put the pieces inside his head. "Strawberry margaritas ..." She repeated to herself.
Felicia, Rangiku and Shiro looked at their dark-skinned companion with a questioning look. They had no idea what Belialun was doing, but it was better than sitting and thinking about ways to start a conversation.
"Strawberry ..." Belialun repeated again, this time finally discovering something. An image of the only strawberry the Devil Society knew very well appeared in his mind.
No matter Belialun's mood, teasing the poor boy always seemed to scratch that particular scratch that teasing other people could not overcome. He was the source of her entertainment more times than she could count, and his reactions always made her laugh to herself for hours on end.
The poor boy who knew nothing about women would be speechless and immobile if all four women came together and provoked him. It was the perfect solution. That would solve your boredom and more!
"Ladies, how about we stop by the Human World for a quick field trip?" Belialun asked.
Negative World
Jump! Jump! Jump!
The lack of clothes was such a beautiful thing. No sense of modesty or fashion has proven to be a very powerful combination for women with insane jaw-dropping bodies. Its sinful curves proved that nature obviously had its favorites, or it would not have blessed these women with the ultimate power to rule nations and conquer men.
Despite having muscles stacked on top of muscles, erotic curves could still exist. A flat stomach covered from end to end by a furious abdomen proved to be as stimulating as those heavy orbs of fat and milk that swelled from Alayla Nishibiel's chest. The monotonous white cloak she wore to cover her almighty thighs couldn't stop her attractive shape either. This woman's body was made to be seen and there was little that could be done to prevent it. The clothes were ineffective and increasing the muscles only proved to make your body more tempting. Nothing could stop the raw sexuality that Alayla exuded.
The only force that could rival his animalistic sex appeal was that of his current partner. A stark contrast to the beauty of caramel skin, a woman with milky skin was just a few feet away. Her muscles were not as defined as the blonde's, but her smooth hourglass figure seemed much more comfortable to slide on the bed beside. Nelia Obrumida gave an air of comfort and kindness that betrayed the nature of her relatives. Despite being a Nishikamura, Nelia proved to be smart and fair. Her gigantic, undulating masses of delicious breasts were the perfect representation of her character and personality. She could act like a kind motherly figure and let the lucky man of her dreams rest her head on her breast. Of course, it didn't help that the green-haired bomb just used rags to cover his burly body.
No one would have ever dreamed that these two women, who were aesthetically opposed, were really best friends. Perhaps it was due to the lack of other Nishikamura who were smart enough to carry on a conversation that did not involve fighting? Or perhaps the old saying was true: opposites are attracted.
Whatever the case, Alayla Nishibiel and Nelia Obrumida talked regularly. Alayla found Nelia pleasant company that could pique her interest, while Nelia saw Alayla as the type of woman who could understand the need for peace.
However, today's conversation was unlike any conversation you have had in the past ...
"It's real love ~" Nelia gushed dreamily, imagining a very specific man standing in front of her at that moment. Oh God, she doesn't know what she would do if that man was really there! She would melt or kiss him senseless!
The ex-Queen reacted as the Empress Shark of a kingdom would normally do when she heard the crazy ramblings of one of her nobles. "Is that so?" Alayla questioned.
Nelia put her hands together and held them against her chest, making her slender forearms crush against the bust in a delicious way. "It is! I just know that one day he will come back to get me!"
Alayla rolled her eyes at that. She didn't read many books, but a growing trend she began to notice in the few she had access to was that there was always a damsel in distress. It was always some princess waiting for her asshole from a savior. It made his skin crawl at how terribly boring it was. Empress Tubarão could not stand the need for humans to make a female character so monotonous and helpless.
"Why wait?" Alayla asked. "Why wait for him? You have access to a Throat, go get it for you."
Nelia's eyes widened and a deep red flush turned her face into a tomato. As a child, she started to choke and make excuses. "W-well ... ugh ... b-well ..." Nelia started to stutter and stumble over the words.
Turning to her, Alayla crossed her arms under her heavy bust and pushed those caramel-colored twins up, making the globes look extra packed. "Speak." She immediately commanded one of the few with whom she spoke.
"It's just ... I'm afraid to talk to him about that kind of thing ..." Nelia admitted sheepishly.
Alayla scoffed. She could never understand the fear of rejection, but that was mainly because she was a simple woman and took what she wanted. The blonde could never understand what it was like to desire something she couldn't possess.
But maybe she was the type of person who would help Nelia ...
"Do you know where he lives?" Alayla asked.
Nelia's blush just got worse. "I may or may not have spied on him with some of Szayel's old equipment ..." The green-haired Arrancar admitted.
Nodding, Alayla turned her back on Nelia. "Then come, we will take it for us." The queen commented.
"What?" Nelia tilted her head to the side in question before realizing what it meant when Alayla opened a Throat. "Wait! What do you mean 'we'll take it for us' ?!" Nelia asked.
Human World.
DAMN IT!
Almost perfect spheres were a dozen cents these days. No matter what trials and tribulations someone went through, they would have a hard time finding a real, honest sphere for God. However, most would be surprised to find that a woman possessed not just one, but two perfect spheres!
Jackie Tristan, the dark-skinned Youkai, had the perfect ass. Two large fleshy meat pads that were shaped like perfect circles that the supermodels and divas wanted to imitate. Big and round were words that could not cover how glorious his bottom was. Her breasts were large and round, but her butt was immaculate. It would take a man with very strong and capable hands to really hold his swinging masses of dark meat in place. It would take an even stronger man to be able to resist his ass like jelly pushing against his hips if he was lucky enough to have sex with her.
And beside her was the lovely Bomumagu Mana ... a much less attractive girl physically.
"Move your fat ass, Jackie!" Mana snarled as he pushed the tall, plump woman in front of him. "It's bad enough that I have to watch all these pathetic kids feeling you! At least keep this disgusting thing from hitting me!"
The black-haired Youkai laughed while her little friend complained, it was lovely to see Mana so nervous. "You should have known this would happen, Mana. After all, it's Valentine's Day. The guys just want a chance not to be alone." Jackie informed.
Mana snorted and crossed her arms under her tiny chest, secretly comparing it to Jackie's melons that almost rivaled her ass ... The poor girl just couldn't compete with Jackie and all of Jackie's admirers ignored her, making her feel feel nonexistent.
Jackie saw the expression on her friend's face and smiled, finding a chance to tease the girl. "Don't worry Mana, I'm sure you're still growing up. I just won, the twin twins a few years ago." The dark-skinned woman admitted, placing her hand on one of the cheeks full of her butt that was exploding from her tight pants.
"Whatever." Mana sighed as she looked around. Seeing a convenience store right in front of them, Mana decided it was time for a much-needed dessert to end her flaming jealousy towards the older woman. "Come on, I'm starving."
As Mana gestured to follow her into the store, Jackie shrugged. Nothing there would be appetizing for her, but she could wait and browse for a while. What could go wrong?
The doors opened and they were greeted, although the poor teenager behind the counter stammered a lot when talking to Jackie, further irritating Mana for not receiving the same kind of attention. Jackie was flattered and gave a teasing wink in return.
Grumbling to herself, Mana started looking at the ice cream. Perhaps that frozen dairy with artificial flavor was enough to calm the wildfire? While she was doing this, Jackie started to scan the drinks aisle just to see what they had to offer.
"All of these things are terribly weak ..." Jackie murmured to herself as her eyes scanned the bottles. To get a better look at the labels on the bottom shelf, Jackie had to bend over, fully presenting her big round booty to anyone walking behind her.
Fortunately for Jackie, it was the right man for her who accidentally ended up bumping into her delicious ass and almost fell backwards with the rocking replica.
"What ?!" Chojiro jumped back when he felt his pelvis hit something. He was carrying a lot of things in his hands, so he couldn't see very well in front of him, just directly ahead. So, imagine your surprise when you find out who you ran into.
He decided to end the night after finding zero Nishikamura. It would seem that Nishikamura celebrated Valentine's Day too, because there was none to be found. It was as if they were mocking your face. So, instead of wasting his night on some random roof, he decided to grab something to eat on the way home, so he was here.
Jackie laughed when he heard and felt some poor soul hit his well-formed bottom. It happened a lot, so she had no reason to be angry.
"Are you okay-- Yanagi Chojiro?" Jackie stopped at his question when he saw that familiar head of bright orange hair. It was the same brat she trained and then drained her powers from.
Chojiro's eyes widened when he looked at Jackie. "Ah it's just you, Jackie Tristan." Chojiro said calmly.
The woman in front of him smiled sadly. "Well, I can't say I didn't expect that kind of reaction from you if we saw each other again ..." Jackie stopped.
"No, sorry. It's not that I'm upset to see you, it's just that I didn't expect to meet you so soon. I thought it would be much later. Like you allied with some new enemy lurking in the shadows or something like that." Chojiro admitted.
....
Jackie agreed. "Yes ... sorry for the whole energy theft thing ..."
He just waved at her. "Don't worry. It happens a lot. At least I managed to get rid of the restraints with my inner self." Chojiro joked, making Jackie laugh.
"Such a strange boy indeed." Jackie commented, but then his eyes looked at what he was holding in his hands. It was a lot of individual meals, indicating that Chojiro was eating alone. "How does a handsome guy like you be alone on Valentine's Day?" The voluptuous woman asked.
Sighing, Chojiro shrugged. "I just didn't ask anyone out. I don't have time for that kind of thing." He told her.
Jackie did not seem convinced. "So, you tell me you don't have time to date, but do you have time to rub my ass?" She asked.
Chojiro's face lit up in a brilliant blush. "N-No! I n-didn't want to bump into-"
"Oh I understood." She put a finger to her lips. "This is what you do on Valentine's Day! You can molest beautiful women at convenience stores!"
Chojiro would have a heart attack. "What ?! No! I don't do that!" He was getting more and more disturbed.
Jackie placed his hands flat against the refrigerator door and pushed his big ass out, accentuating it even more. Her meaty ass jumped out and almost exploded from her tight white pants that dared to cover up her voluptuous gift from Mother Nature.
Even Chojiro, a man who was proud of the denial of Morita Rangiku, the Queen of Breasts, could not resist taking a look at Jackie's fat ass. He knew it was wrong to take a look at her, especially after she basically accused him of molesting, but, damn, that was a nice ass.
"Then go ahead!" Jackie closed his eyes. "Take your sweet revenge! Just get it over with!" She said that and then bounced a little, making her big ass jump into her pants.
Chojiro bit his lower lip and watched as the dental floss that was the strings of his dental floss was fully visible. His beltless pants went low enough to let him see the glorious cleavage of his ass and, by the Devil King, Chojiro wanted to stick his face in it.
But very soon he came to his senses.
"Gah!" Chojiro stepped back, but kept his items firmly in his hands. "You can't do this here!" He told her.
"Hmm?" Jackie opened one eye and looked at him, trying to hide his smile. She hopped on tiptoes again, making that delicious ass sway and even clap her hands. And man, it was a loud crash that echoed through the small store. "Whatever. You. I mean. What. Yanagi Chojiro?" With each word she spoke, Jackie twisted her round ass and made her clap her hands loudly.
Chojiro turned and refused to look at her. He would deny the temptation of this Succubus!
Jackie started laughing out loud as he walked away from the glass door. Using her thin fingers, she pulled up her pants and smiled. "So easy to tease. It's really cute, too, you know."
"So, they already told me that ..." Chojiro murmured, remembering all the times he was provoked by Belialun or Rangiku. It was pure torture and somehow he came out alive with his virginity intact.
Jackie leaned against a shelf and stretched his arms over his head. "You know, I could get used to it ... and apparently, so can you." She told him, pointing to his pelvis.
"What?" Chojiro asked as he looked down, instantly going pale when he saw the huge tent in his jeans. How did he not know he had an erection? This should be against all laws of science!
Licking her plump, cherry-red lips, Jackie put her hand on its bulge and gripped it firmly. "Well, come on then, there's no need to spend Valentine's Day alone, right?" She asked him.
As he prepared to refuse his advances and run, she continued to rub gently, almost as if she were massaging him. "Oh, man, it looks like this thing hasn't been used yet, has it? I can tell by the way it's throbbing so much ~" Jackie purred.
Chojiro couldn't deny that it was incredible to have a woman teasing him like this. It was so liberating! Finally, a girl who not only teased him and got him high!
And to make things better, it wouldn't be too bad to take her home with him that night. After all, his family was out. Traditionally on Valentine's Day, his father took his younger twin sisters for a "preparation of how they should be treated on a date", as the old man liked to call it. It was a practical meeting to show girls how they should expect to be treated by men when they grow up. Their father took them somewhere cool, like shopping or a walk and then took them to see a movie, even though the cinemas were packed with couples that day. But Chojiro didn't bother to think about it for long. All that mattered to him was that he would have the house entirely to himself!
Would it be so bad to give up on the night of the romance?
"Come on, big boy, how about we go back to your house and I can show you how sad I am by the way we treated you?" Jackie suggested.
Taking a deep breath, Chojiro nodded. "Come on then!"
The Yanagi House
Yanagi Chojiro was unable to open the door fast enough. His fingers were trembling and he couldn't get the key into the keyhole without making a mistake several times.
He had a right to be nervous, of course, Jackie had her chest on his back and was literally breathing down his neck. Her delicious, bulging breasts pressed to his shoulders as a constant reminder that this was really happening, he just needed to believe it.
"Come on, big boy ..." Jackie purred in his left ear, her hands groping his hard pecs. "Just put ~"
That was almost too much for the young Devil to take! Without thinking, Chojiro grabbed the door handle with all his strength and broke it!
Jackie saw this and smiled. "Well, that's a way of saying" Daddy's here "and it's fun." She laughed softly, pushing him into the dark house.
Chojiro almost tripped over the threshold before he tripped over the wall. He quickly snatched his sneakers off his feet before putting down the grocery bag. Jackie also took off his shoes, just a little more elegantly.
The orange-haired man turned and turned on the lights. He took a deep breath and concentrated all his effort on not stuttering. "You can go ahead and get comfortable while I put this in the kitchen!" He told her.
The beautiful woman nodded before looking over her shoulder. "Sure ... but who are these girls?" She asked, pointing behind him.
"Huh? Who?" Chojiro asked as he slowly turned and saw what she was mentioning.
There, in the middle of his living room, a very intoxicated Morita Rangiku opposed a very angry Alayla Nishibiel, the two women standing, chest against chest, crushing their grown breasts together.
Nelia stayed behind the Empress Tubarão, ready to jump and end the inevitable fight that would happen if one of the women pushed the other. Behind the drunken Busty Devil were Felicia, Belialun and Shiro.
"I said go away, sister!" Rangiku pointed with his thumb at the open window that they must have used to enter. "He's a devil, which means we have the first place!"
Alayla's cold eyes did not seem altered. "And should that mean anything to me?"
Rangiku snarled in an animalistic way and pushed his pale, milky chest further against Alayla's caramel shelf. The two pairs of breasts were the same weight and size, so the competition was fierce. The two women may be in different worlds in terms of combat, with Empress Tubarão being leagues ahead, but their respective busts were the same.
Deciding it was the right time, Nelia spoke. "Uh, Alayla! I think it would be better if we step back and resolve this with a formal debate!" The woman in green rags suggested.
Felicia nodded her head. "I agree with her, Rangiku. We must be polite and courteous to resolve our problems." The healer spoke.
The impetuous Shiro did not agree with them. "Damn it! Take that bitch down, Ran!" The fireworks maker screamed.
Belialun sighed, she did not expect to encounter conflict tonight. She just thought it would be fun to take her friends over to her little strawberry piece not only for fun, but also to finally start the boy on the path of adulthood.
"Hey! Here's a better idea!" Chojiro spoke loudly, drawing their attention. Nelia blushed when she saw him, but refrained from jumping over him. "Fuck, all of you are leaving!" He told them, pointing to the door.
Jackie was quiet, choosing not to interfere in this, since she was technically an enemy of the Devil Society and knew that the other two women were Nishikamura of Class Heavenly King ... especially the blonde who was the current conductor of the Negative World.
However, despite how much the big booty Youkai wanted to avoid causing a stir, Rangiku's attention fell on her.
"Jiro-babyyyy !!!" The busty blonde babbled as she pointed at Jackie. "Who is this bitch? Are you cheating on us?" She asked shamelessly, walking away from Alayla and marching towards the poor boy, her huge knockers bouncing on her uniform while she was walking.
Nelia continued her last question and immediately started to protest. "W-what? Cheating ?! You're not dating Jiro-nii, you dairy cow !!" Nelia said.
Rangiku didn't call Nelia, his target was in sight! Now she was in front of the only man in the room and looked at him. "Listen here, buddy! I came here to get a stick, now will you be a man and get up and give it to me or will I have to take the strength !?" Rangiku asked, grabbing his meat through his jeans.
Chojiro gasped when another woman grabbed his member. How bold were these women from the Devil Society?
"R-Rangiku!" Chojiro groaned, feeling his length grow and swell in his pants.
Shiro, Belialun and Alayla looked at him expectantly. He was sure that Shiro said some less appropriate things while Belialun nodded. Alayla didn't say a word and just stared at him, which was pretty intimidating, by the way.
Felicia and Nelia remained silent and dignified, as always, choosing not to add fuel to the flame. Instead, they looked at him and wanted to see how he would handle the situation.
Finally, there was Jackie. The real underdog in this story. Without support, having left Mana back at the store alone and without warning of where she was going, she was alone. However, she may have been as bold as Rangiku!
"Relax, whore Devil ..." Jackie smiled as he came after Chojiro and slid his fingers around his waist to play with the young teenager's belt buckle and jeans. With experienced movements, she did a quick job on the leather that held her pants and unbuttoned the button. "There's a lot of Chojiro for everyone ..." She said, tossing his pants on the floor.
When his jeans fell off and his erection was unleashed in the living room, the women gasped in surprise.
"Holy shit!" Rangiku swore, his pale blue eyes examining his Valentine's Day gift.
"Oh my ..." Felicia gasped, holding her hand to cover her mouth. Even she, in all her years of medical experience, had never encountered anything so ... so fierce!
Alayla nodded in approval, keeping quiet and simply accepting the challenge in front of her.
"Damn brat big sister did a great job generating you ..." Shiro gasped. Knowing what it was like to have the biggest breasts in the entire Devil Society, she could understand what it was like to have the best of the best. However, she was still surprised that there was a cock that would be able to tame her breasts!
"It wasn't there before when we trained ..." Belialun bit her lip, wondering how she didn't notice the sleeping beast when she threw it at the source of healing in her secret training ground. If she knew she was there, they would have very different training over those weeks.
Nelia's face was red as a tomato. "W-it's so BIG!" The woman screamed. She was a virgin, how was she supposed to accept that ?!
Finally, Jackie smirked as he put his hands around the monstrous circumference of his shaft. His skinny fingers couldn't even find the size. "I knew you were big, but not that big!" She laughed when she started to stroke him.
As if in a trance, Rangiku dropped to his knees to get a better view of the large, fat pinkish-white obelisk that hung in front of his face.
"Have I told you how badly I want to become a mommy?" The Lieutenant of the Tenth Squadron asked.
There were few things in life that made Alayla happy, and a big fat cock sticking right into the tight sleeve of her hot breasts was one of them. Her fingers held her powerful breasts in place as Chojiro's sturdy stick dipped into her caramel pussy, and she couldn't take her eyes off him.
She was lying on her back with Chojiro on top of her. Alayla still wore her white vest, so every time Chojiro's bulbous head reached the top, she jumped out of her white top. The tops of her breasts were covered with heavy doses of sweat and pre-gum, causing the fabric to stick to the tip of it while trying to open her blouse.
Each time Chojiro pushed his long, muscular cock fully into her breasts, his swollen testicles beat roughly on the exposed bottom of her breasts.
The boy at the top of Empress Shark was flushed and sweaty. This was his first sexual experience, so he had a right to be on a nervous wreck. How was he supposed to know that the blond's cleavage was actually a tight trap that wanted nothing more than to milk his manly seed?
It would seem that his own body was in line with Alayla's. Her body wanted to pump liter after liter of thick, slimy semen into the blonde. But while his tan torpedoes were a gift from Devil King himself, his seed wanted to find its way into Alayla's womb. Only when his blunt head hit her lap would he be satisfied!
The two were not alone in their bed, however, there was a third member who was not distracted by the other meat in the room. Accumulating the hot, sweaty stacks of flexible female flesh, Felicia emerged and licked her lips at the sight of the only cock in the room.
For four thousand years Felicia has existed, and she has never encountered a specimen as unique as Chojiro's. Among the simplest areas of all three worlds, there was a term that Felicia believed that best suited Chojiro:
A breeder.
Yes, Felicia believed that Chojiro fit the profile perfectly. He was gifted in the arts of pregnant young and fertile women. He was blessed to give horny bellies and a permanent smile on his face.
Oh, how she wanted to taste him, to feel him deep inside her burning pussy, but she knew she had to wait. She had to see for herself if he was all of that, she hoped he was!
Coming up behind him and pressing her soft, heavy breasts to his back, Felicia began to whisper in his ear.
"Come Chojiro ..." She said softly as she grabbed her base firmly and stopped her attacks. Her skin was smooth, perfectly lubricated to slide deep inside the blonde's pussy. "It's time to become a real man." The captain of Squadron Four told him.
As if he were a puppet manipulated by strings, Chojiro was pulled from Alayla's hot tit pussy and his penis dragged down her belly, beating against her strong abdomen. He almost lost control when he felt the hard skin under his inflamed tip. Rubbing your cock against your abdomen alone would make it explode!
Finally, he and his penis reached their sacred portal. Between Alayla's strong, healthy thighs was a perfect pink slit with a golden blond bush. His modestly prepared bush tickled his swollen head and made his cock jump with excitement.
Still controlling how much her weapon moved, Felícia tossed it provocatively against the blonde's bush, making them both moan with pleasure. She herself was a big fan of keeping a bush well maintained, so Felicia liked to see one as beautiful as the blonde who was technically her enemy. However, that was only for a minute before pushing the Chojiro monster's head against Alayla's delicate petals.
"Uhhh ..." Alayla moaned softly when that huge cock started to press into its warm depths. She often preferred to be quiet, but having such a big cock lodged deep in her channel proved to be stimulating enough to warrant a moan.
Chojiro's head was light. He was finally getting into his first pussy. It was everything he thought it would be and more. It was soft, warm and tight. Of course, it was much tighter than any normal man would experience when the blonde's cunt had to stretch his fat.
Felicia licked her lips and released him instead, using her hands to pull Alayla's long, shapely legs around Chojiro's belly to get him as deep as she could into her.
So far, things were going very well!
"Ahh! Jiro-nii!" Nelia moaned deliriously as her young, untrained tongue writhed inside her flower. Also a virgin, Nelia was new to these sensations. Even an untrained language like Chojiro's could make her scream and come all over her face!
The Devil's hands grabbed his healthy hips and brought his big ass lower in his face. His head was almost lost on the cheeks of Nelia's ass, but he wasn't complaining at all! Her pussy tasted great!
Her hands caressed her own bouncing breasts and squeezed the big marshmallows with all her strength. Nelia's pink nipples were hard as diamonds, making them easy targets for her curious fingers. "Jiro-nii !!" She moaned again, finding that moaning his name greatly increased her arousal.
During the time that Chojiro spent with Felicia and Alayla, Nelia was concerned about the woman known as Shiro. The impetuous black-haired Shiba was eager to touch Nelia, but luckily the green-haired one was rescued by another black-haired woman.
Now, the same woman whose name was Jackie had her back to her as she vigorously pounded her fat ass up and down on Chojiro's hard cock. Nelia believed she was heterosexual or any term that humans coined to just be attracted to men, but she couldn't deny that she couldn't take her eyes off the big black booty that was currently engulfing the dick of her love interest.
Nelia licked her lips. Each time Jackie's ass went down to Chojiro's lap, two things happened: there was a strong applause! And then it shook like gelatin. It was very attractive to watch and Nelia found that it excited her even more. Especially that tight hole that winked at her as her wet lips stretched to take Chojiro ...
Jackie was focusing all his efforts on fucking Chojiro meaningless. This was his first fuck in a long time, and his dick was just amazing! Jackie has never felt so full in her life! The way your penis made you feel when it hit your belly was addictive! She wanted more to happen! She wanted to feel that big, fat, throbbing monster inside her all the time!
However, Youkai was taken by surprise when she suddenly felt two hands on her buttocks and spread them. "What-oh fuck!" She gasped when she felt Nelia stick her face in the crack and start licking her asshole.
How daring was this Nishikamura to just step forward and eat your ass? Jackie didn't know what happened to Nelia, but she wasn't going to start asking questions! It was phenomenal!
Jackie bit his lip and started to twist his ass against Chojiro's pelvis and Nelia's face. "You like that, huh?" Jackie smiled when his left hand grabbed Chojiro's thigh and his right came back to hit his big, swinging ass and grab it, causing the pasty flesh to spill and fill the space between his fingers.
Shiro has always been wild. Nothing could tame the aggressive woman. So, it only made sense that, when sucking the dick, Shiro was unstoppable.
His full, red lips slid down the length of Chojiro's cock at a dizzying pace. Spit strings and saliva that would have landed on their huge udders fell on the faces of Belialun and Rangiku while the two women served Chojiro's swollen nuts.
The three women worked in perfect unison around his penis. Shiro's fearless and relentless suction, Belialun's experienced tongue massaging his left testicle and Rangiku's sloppy tongue bath that made his bag drip with saliva.
It was a mess, all of their faces had saliva and pre-gum on them. Fortunately, the women were so beautiful that they didn't need make-up, otherwise it would run and it would look like the three women were out in the rain. But no, they looked full of saliva because they were dedicated to cleaning Chojiro's staff.
But finally, the young man got tired of oral pleasure. Now it was time to inseminate another lucky woman. Having already filled the pussies of four women, Chojiro was confident enough to know what he was doing. After all, he learned very fast.
"Rangiku." He said, grabbing Shiro's black hair and pulling his slutty mouth from his completely soaked cock. The current matriarch Shiba gasped as she let the oxygen fill her lungs once again, but was frustrated that he prevented her from diving back for more. "On top of the bed." He told her.
Rangiku pulled his mouth away from his now dangling testicle and smiled. Finally it was your turn to get a pussy full of thick sperm. She fell back on the bed and pulled her legs up just so that Chojiro would press her knees against her shoulders.
It was the mating press in perfect shape. This sexual position was made for insemination. This ensured that whoever the dog was, she would end up with a baby in her stomach by the end of the night.
Her plump, swollen head pressed deeply into her perfectly trimmed pussy. The hot, steaming flesh of her vagina was the perfect sleeve for him to slide deeply into. Shiro and Belialun watched from behind so slowly, every inch of his penis penetrated deep into Rangiku until his heavy, agitated testicles rested against the cheeks of his ass.
Chojiro wasn't even trying anymore. Short, quick thrusts were enough to make Rangiku scream and curl his toes when waves of orgasm ripped through her. She was so easy to please, it wasn't even funny ...
However, he found himself close to the limit as well. All the licking and sucking of these three Devils was enough to push him over the edge, just enough that whenever he was buried down to the busty blonde's fist, he would be lost.
He stuck his head into those plump, wavy breasts on his chest and let out a muffled groan when he felt his bag of balls tighten and another hot batch of semen started to come out of his penis. Having held semen for years until now, he still felt those potent orgasms ripping through his body.
"Fuuuuck yeeeees!" Rangiku screamed when she felt her hot, sticky flood of fertile sperm shoot deep into her uterus and fill her completely. She felt so full, so complete. Joy and absolute exaltation were the two adjectives that could really describe this moment for her.
Choked between the biggest pitchers the Devil had to offer, Chojiro released. He started to regret all the times he refused the provocations, when it would be so easy to give in.
But, now was the time for him to make up for all missed opportunities ...
Finally, it was over.
When the morning sun started to rise on the horizon, Chojiro looked out the window. It was a really long night.
When he woke up the morning before, he suspected he would stay up all night fighting Nishikamura, not fucking meaningless women. But looking around at all the honey candy that swarmed him on his bed, he knew things worked out for the better.
All seven women rested happily, each with a sore throat, a uterus full of sperm and their butts rolled up. Nelia, Shiro, Rangiku, Alayla, Jackie, Felícia and Belialun were clustered around him as if they were sewn into their own being. Some of these women did not know that the others existed until a few hours ago, but they were all like sisters now.
Sighing heavily, Chojiro knew he should rest because now that his life had taken a turn, he would only get busier from here.