Serafall's introduction to Yutaka's harem involved a bit of vigorous seduction for her huge lover on an afternoon on a train.
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Milk...
Finally it clicked in Serafall Barbatos' mind. The mysterious scent she'd smelled all day since she'd arrived in the Human World had been milk. And the source of that was Noelle Naberius, currently one of the highest ranked Fiends.
Serafall stopped in her path. She turned to frown at her reflection in the nearby display panel, behind which she displayed a bunch of jewelry. Dimly reflected in that mirror was a voluptuous, gray-haired woman with a narrow waist, broad hips, and nude limbs, wearing a shy-looking maid's outfit that wasn't really made for maid's work; rather, to fulfill the fetishistic fantasies of this or that subject. Her garters were glued to her skin, strongly revealing the sensual curves of her legs. Her shoulders were bare and there was a small slit between her breasts that acted as a kind of breast window.
The understanding of "milk" sparked something in her mind. It made her see things in her memories in a new way. There was the fact that the owner of Longinus; All-End Calamity Yamabe Yutaka had recently acquired for himself a female stable, forming a sort of "harem." something quite different from formal demonic harems. Of course, these harems really weren't that uncommon for demons. No need to look beyond Noelle's own father. But it was a surprise that a pure human had acquired the position without even becoming head of his own nobility. And it wasn't just a "harem" in name, where a group of women gathered around a man, and the result was not yet clear. At the very least, however, that was Serafall's own expectation of the circle of women gathered around Yamabe Yutaka. But from what she gathered, and what she understood now, when she remembered the smell of milk, it was one that definitely formalized, because it involved the sexual act. There were plenty of clues galore that made Serafall sure of that, and the milky scent of Noelle's breasts, albeit giving her the "got you" moment. it was just the tip of the iceberg.
From the beginning, she came to the mortal world to serve as an observer and Underworld liaison, and she took on the role of "Official Representative" for Yamabe Yutaka, but that was just a disguise. She only knew the boy for his achievements as Noelle Naberius' "terrible and extremely scary hired mercenary", as Noelle was a person of considerable interest to her and some other special and personal interests. Serafall had the feeling that the boy was practically wanted, even loved by those close to him.
Serafall predicted that several of them would even succeed in the race, and even bet Noelle Naberius as the favorite to win the entire race. She really didn't expect him to take them all, so to speak. Instead of going to one, or maybe two or three of them, he went and got them all. No wonder he had achieved this achievement: he had only done it so early, and in such a way that it did not immediately cause a break in relations within the harem "system"...
Serafall could often remember many greedy Fiends who gathered harem members for themselves slowly over a long period of time, with the full intention of exploiting them at the end of it all. Then, everything failed in one way or another, as a member might want a monopoly, or rivalries lit up, flared up and led to a catastrophe that ended up burning everything. The most successful harems, apparently then, were those established after their heads had had a little more experience under their belts, just like the Head of the Family Naberius.
It was a miracle, then, that Yamabe Yutaka's harem had been formalized like this, although none of them had actually publicly stated that it was really like that. Certainly Noelle, whom Serafall had met regularly for other matters since she had come to the Human World, hadn't really mentioned it to her. In retrospect, the signs were there all along, and Serafall could almost slap herself for being so dense and not realizing it before.
The main sign, the most obvious, was the almost predominant changes that could be easily seen in the members of the "harem". Those who knew them before were sure to see a definite shift from how they were then to what they were now. Several of the members, such as Laura Stewart and Emilie Mercer, who were already exemplars of the burly female form in terms of size, have had their assets significantly increased recently. Emilie's signature breasts grew in various sizes and literally looked like ripe fruit struggling to get out from under her clothes. Emilie's signature business suits could barely hide the many thick, attractive curves the ex-Valkyrie had apparently grown up on.
Second, others began to wear clothes that tried to be as revealing as possible. Akame Itsuko, who Serafall hoped to be the most conservative of them all, began wearing a bare-shouldered blouse set with expertly punched holes in her hips. And then there was Riviere Gremory. Though raised as a demon, she was still expected to dress in the same way as a high-ranking nobleman. And yet, the blonde opted for flashy and sexier clothes, which would have been a real scandal for her mother if she were still under her brother's control. And that applied to Noelle and the other demons mentioned as well, whose costumes had become progressively more vagrant and more revealing. It was as if each of them were trying their best to attract the attention of a partner and, in that sense, it seemed they had succeeded.
Serafall almost slapped himself again. No wonder each of the members of the "harem" had an aura almost as if they were glowing. It was very similar to what she gave off during motherhood. They had the air of women whose physical needs were amply satisfied, whose satisfaction with their lot materialized in an almost concrete way, separating them only by appearance from the mere innocent "maidens."
Finally, there was the hint of their sexual leanings backstage, always hidden whenever Serafall approached, or maybe they just nodded as they arrived. For example, there was that time when Yutaka had forgotten her lunch.
Serafall had happily dropped by on a visit to her house and offered to deliver it. Seeing a great opportunity to play a prank and embarrass the teenager, she showed up at school carrying lunch in tow and wearing the same maid outfit she was wearing now. She got instant fun results from the student body, while the male part howled bloody revenge on Yamabe Yutaka. Her brazen appearance was even reprimanded by the stoic Narcissa Abbadon. However, when she reached her supposed "goal." Yamabe Yutaka was anything but distraught. She found him, well she found "them." in the warehouses next to the gym, at the back of the schoolyard. Yutaka emerged from inside one of the rooms, looking very distraught. When Serafall took a look, she saw Nathalia Bael inside the room, her hair and clothes clearly looking rather disheveled.
Serafall didn't do much of that at the time, after all Nathalia deserves some good stress reliever at the time, and that was a mistake. Then there was that time she arrived at Yutaka's house, intending to deliver important information to Noelle. The fact that the redhead was "officially" living there should have raised a red flag right there, but Serafall ignored it at the time. There, she was informed by Yutaka's mother that Noelle had gone out, and that Emilie was currently in Yutaka's room on a personal teacher-student consultation. Her eyebrows rose in response to that. So she went upstairs, intending to pass on the information. Before she could knock on the door, a half-naked Valkyrie exploded, screaming something she didn't understand, and nearly knocked her over on her way to the bathroom. Serafall stood up and looked, then looked inside the room to find a shirtless and sweaty Yutaka looking at her in surprise. She raised her eyebrows so that she was also slightly impressed by the muscular and toned form of the boy who had apparently been "skinny" until that day. Again, it was a "retrospective" scene that she should have deduced from the beginning; for she had then assumed that it was some kind of perverted game between the two that had gone too far.
Then there was the complaint she'd heard from Narcissa Abbadon, that Emilie and Yutaka had received disciplinary action for somehow "accidentally" locking themselves in the school's broadcast room during lunch period, doing who knows what. It should have been easy to attribute the most obscene explanation to it...
But by far the most recent and most blunt incident of all was the one Serafall had just experienced that very day, just over an hour ago, that triggered all the reminiscence in the first place.
"Are you almost finished?"
Serafall turned from her reflection, wrenched from her soliloquy by none other than Noelle Naberius herself. She frowned at the Demon, whose distinctive long red hair was the only thing that remained unchanged about her. Everything else, from the clothes she wore: which involved a "modern" set of short, tight shorts, sleeveless T-shirts that exposed her pale navel; her own body shape, which had somehow been upgraded to an even sexier, chunkier, curvy version of her, was so different that Serafall had to be blind not to have seen it coming.
Serafall's face quivered slightly, her scent was there again, clearer now than when she met Noelle and Yutaka here in the mall area for some mundane "shopping". And it was clear to her that it really was the smell of dried milk. Of course, this led her to wonder: was it just some kind of perverted game between the two teenagers, or was Noelle really pregnant? There would be many disturbing implications if it were the last possibility.
"I can see you have a lot of questions." Noelle said lightly.
Serafall's expression froze, though she was sure she hadn't revealed anything. "Forgiveness?"
"Gee, I've been waiting for this for so long, I really wanted you to find this out. Oh hey Yutaka."
The man at the center of it all actually moved, his expression unconcerned. Unlike Noelle, he was dressed much more discreetly in a shirt and long jeans, but somehow he had the feeling of being a dangerous predator lurking.
Serafall could see in the way Yutaka treated each other in conversation, in the way he looked at Noelle beside her as if she were a valuable asset and in the ardent way he looked at Serafall, which instantly made her suspicious, as if she was looking down an enemy.
"Hey, Noelle. Serafall-san. Are we almost done?"
"Of course, Yutaka-sama." Serafall said, pointing to the plastic bags she was carrying in her hands. "We can leave now if you wish."
"Great." Said Yutaka. "I really can't wait."
Can not wait? For what? Just as she was thinking this, she saw the two exchange a look. They headed towards the train station, from where they would ride back to Yutaka's house. Truth be told, Noelle or herself could simply teleport there, but they chose not to, for now.
"Back to what we were talking about, Serafall." Noelle said. "I know you found out."
Serafall looked back at Noelle, then at Yutaka, who looked between them. "I have no idea what-"
"I had sex." Noelle said bluntly, making Yutaka's eyes widen and silencing Serafall instantly. It was so brazen on Noelle's part that she couldn't even blink. "With Yutaka, of course. It's a lot of fun. It's very... err, addictive. Everyone else even agrees with it. Yutaka honestly deserves the little bonus he's collected for himself these past three years. It's not that, my love?"
Yutaka scratched his cheek as he chuckled sheepishly. "W-well, 'deserving' is a bit much – wait, hmmph~!"
Serafall actually stopped when Noelle pulled Yutaka's head by the collar to give her a long, loud kiss, which after a few seconds turned out to be less of a kiss than a chance for the two to fight in tongues in the most brazen display of carnal affection that she had seen it in a long time. And right in the middle of the street, where everyone could see it!
"Pfahh~!" Noelle exclaimed, finally breaking the kiss. She wiped her lips with her tongue, blatantly catching Yutaka's saliva and swallowing. "As you can see, we're deeply in love, no matter how many additions he wants to include. After all, Yutaka isn't a mere human, you know. He's a monster~ and no single woman can tame him. You understand what I'm saying. ?"
"Not." Serafall said, resuming his walk. "But then again, I make it a point not to snoop on anyone's love affairs."
"Ah, but you ended up trying to seduce Yutaka a few times before."
Serafall spun quickly. "This and that are different! Noelle, this kind of subject is strangely beyond you! I'm shocked. After all, you know I'm-"
"And all because he has a really big dick."
Serafall stopped, totally stunned, as Noelle spoke.
"Like he is really big. Like a huge monster. And I can honestly give my best recommendations. You have to try it."
Serafall closed his eyes, took a deep breath and fixed the bold red-haired Demon with all the strength and fury a quick flash could muster. "Just this once I'll let it go. So please don't talk anymore, Noelle. Or I must return to the Underworld without delay, and news of your impropriety will reach some very important ears. Are we clear?"
Noelle shrugged unconvincingly. Serafall spun back around and practically ran towards the train station, his head boiling with all the absurd things Noelle had said. The courage of this devil! She was Serafall Barbatos! She practically raised Noelle as a daughter. And here she was? She shook her head. This was completely ridiculous. She was glad Noelle had found happiness, but putting it up in a case like that was too much. Maybe she really was talking to certain people in the Underworld.
The trio said nothing during the last leg of the journey towards the train station. It was almost sunset, the beginning of rush hour, and they could already see a lot of people gathered to wait for the next train. When it came to her turn, Serafall easily squeezed into an open gap, keeping her bags protected from wildly swinging and bumping into people, before settling in. There was little room to sit, so almost everyone who entered, including Noelle and Yutaka, had to stand.
Serafall adjusted her position, and almost flinched when she realized that Yutaka was actually directly behind her. She didn't even feel him following along. Her body was so close she could practically hear her heartbeat louder than the others beside them. She looked around and saw that Noelle wasn't close, though she could see the telltale red hair above a passenger's head.
They reached the next stop. Some left, others entered. The dispersal and resettlement of passenger positions eventually forced Yutaka and Serafall to one side. It was only a moment later that she realized that Yutaka was almost literally pressing her against the door on the other side of the train car.
Frowning, Serafall tried to adjust as the light pressure of Yutaka's weight pressing her against the glass caused several important parts to cling a little closer than she would have liked. More importantly, it was hot and uncomfortably tight, especially with all the things she carried with her. If she didn't know better, she would think Yutaka was one of those weird men who liked to molest girls on trains. She had never experienced this alone, even if she wanted very much, just to see how far a body could go after being hurled off a train traveling at high speed. Getting uncomfortably close was usually the sign that something like that was about to start. But surely Noelle wouldn't let her boyfriend/lover just do it here, especially with all these people… right?
Serafall quickly looked away and thought better of it. Noelle was the type to let Yutaka do that, and Serafall had perhaps fallen into one of the most basic traps. A feeling of panic surged inside her when she saw the telltale swirl of red hair hidden in the crowd, and she knew Noelle would do anything in her demonic repertoire to fulfill her promise. This included weaving a spell that would obscure the minds and memories of many of the mortals here, keeping them from knowing that something strange was going on. And from the feeling of increasing pressure coming from Yutaka, and the smoldering look he was giving her, it seemed that the perverted couple had masterminded this particular scenario from the start.
Serafall gave him his best look, daring Yutaka to do what she wanted, under penalty of infernal retribution: the worst she could muster as the ex-Demon warrior who bore the name of Barbatos. She wouldn't be defeated here: not by an arrogant young Demon she'd practically raised herself, and a human male who was too lecherous for his own good. Particularly one like...
"He has a really big dick…"
...a well-endowed human creature.
"Like a huge monster…"
… Which probably only developed him when his body got more used to Longinus' power; All Purpose Calamity.
"You have to try…"
… And that definitely wasn't responsible for her current rambling thoughts on the subject, fueling her imagination. Serafall shook his head. Sometimes Noelle took her jokes too far, like in this situation, and she would really appreciate it if these two told a joke, or she would get really mad. She tested the bags she carried in both hands. They limited her movements, especially in this tight space, but it would be child's play to use them as weapons to attack Yutaka if he tried anything. The things she bought were transported in boxes with specially sharp corners and were compact enough to really make an impact on a vulnerability. In fact, she could even hit his groin.
her crotch...
Serafall looked down and had to swallow his saliva. Serafall hadn't seen it for herself, and had only Noelle's ridiculous claims to base it on. But she could see. Or so she wanted to think. It was just the outline of it anyway. There was a noticeable bulge there that she hadn't noticed before when they were just talking. If he was actually packing something like Noelle claimed, then it was logical that it would be difficult to put everything in one place like Noelle...
Serafall took a deep breath. She laughed to herself. Well, if Noelle really wanted something like that, who was she not to like it? It would just be another teasing session. She would leave her mate all confused, and hopefully put a dampener on his absurd fantasies by embarrassing Yutaka. It would drive him away, like a wolf who is afraid of fire burning in his skin. And then she looked at Yutaka, smiling at him with her usual playful look. Using the rocking motion of the train, she pushed against his body, making sure to emphasize the contact with her breasts. Then she slowly ran her knee over his inner thigh, using her demonic dexterity to keep herself on one foot as she stroked him gently using just her knee. She heard him grunt, perhaps from the sensations of pleasure. She locked eyes with his as she continued to play with his body like a teasing cat, intending to knock him down.
"You like that, huh?" Serafall whispered softly. "Do you like me to do this?"
Yutaka just moaned in response. He didn't seem to dislike what she was doing. She continued to milk the situation as much as she could, until they reached their destination and she could get rid of Noelle's games. Unfortunately, she'd gotten into this too much, she didn't realize she'd gone too far, and her knee poked right into her lower groin. She only realized then, when she felt an indescribable, overwhelming heat seem to burn her knee, making her freeze in shock and look down. Something seemed to move beneath the surface of Yutaka's pants, like a living creature lurking in the murky, murky waters. Hell, she could even feel her movement right across his knee, like some sort of snake slithering across Yutaka's groin. It looked great. It looked thick. It rumbled and vibrated, as if excited by some seemingly unknown energy. Eyes wide, she quickly looked at Yutaka, who was licking her lips.
Yutaka definitely looked excited, more than ever. "And you, Serafall-san? You want it, don't you? I can give it to you easily. I can give it to you any way you want, strong, fast, weak, slow, rough and wild Just tell me what you want and I will do it."
"Absurd." Serafall hissed, lowering his knee. She reversed course and backed away, though she found her breasts still trapped against him. He followed her, and now she found herself against the door and literally trapped by her body.
"I bet I know what you're thinking right now. You're wondering if Noelle was right or wrong, and you're wondering what it would be like to feel every inch throbbing and rubbing inside you, churning in your pussy. wants me to slide everything inside you all the way to the base, all the way to the balls; and then fuck you hard against this door right here, until the glass breaks."
"Stop." Serafall said, her face grimacing at the sheer presence Yutaka seemed to exude, like the aura around a particularly strong being. It must have been Longinus working inside him, turning him into this mighty and formidable creature. "Joking aside, please Yutaka."
"Really? 'Please'? Oh, Serafall, it's my pleasure!" Yutaka said giving a wild smile.
"Wait, I didn't want that..." Serafall protested. Before she could act decisively to defend herself, Yutaka's arms quickly grabbed her wrists, squeezed them together and, in less than a second, forced them to slam against the door behind her, effectively locking her wrists in place, using only one hand. The plastic bags fell unceremoniously to the ground below them, making a noise so loud it would have turned the heads of every human here. And yet no one said anything, as if their minds were totally lost.
Eyes wide, Serafall squirmed and struggled, utterly bewildered that she couldn't escape his iron grip. It was just one hand! And it looked like she was struggling to lift a stone, and here she was, a genuine demon who could break mountains if need be. Yutaka displayed incredible and undeniable strength. And even more than that, being so close to Yutaka seemed to give off a scent so almost imperceptible, that it almost didn't exist until she realized it now, with their bodies so close together. But it was a musk that temporarily overpowered her senses, awakening something inside her core that roared like a sleeping beast.
As if to prove his dominance over Serafall, Yutaka bent down and essentially cupped his face between her huge breasts. He inhaled and exhaled noisily, as if he were savoring her raw female scent freely and without the need for repercussions. And even now Serafall was still struggling, using his legs to try and kick Yutaka's body. But he was like a statue made of the hardest metals known: he was totally relentless. And so, his cheeks could only grow redder and hotter as the humiliating scenario continued to develop.
Eyes narrowed, Serafall took another quick sweep with her gaze around the train. It was nearly full, but no one, except perhaps Noelle, was reacting to the fact that a man had grabbed the arms of a woman dressed as a maid, pinning them against the door in what was certainly a situation that would require intervention. But there was no one confirming Noelle's hand again in all of this.
"Let me go, Yutaka." Serafall spoke calmly. "There's still time. Long enough for us to forget it happened and laugh at it like an embarrassing memory."
Yutaka just laughed. He licked his lips and began to touch her body with his remaining free hand. He landed on her shoulder first, his palm lazily touching the area just above her breast. Then he came down slowly, brushing the front of her big breast.
Though Serafall refused to be taken that way, she still couldn't help but sigh at the point of contact. She hated to admit it, but it had been a while since she'd felt that kind of touch on her. To prevent him from getting the wrong idea, she had to keep looking at Yutaka, who seemed quite pleased to see this kind of contradictory reaction from her.
Yutaka carefully reached out to unzip the zipper of her maid's outfit, making it fall and catch around her hips, revealing her breasts, like two delicious berries, hanging from the holder of her bra. Yutaka smiled, adjusting and turning over the fabric.
Serafall roared, a little louder now, no longer caring whether anyone heard or not. Her struggle against his hand gripping her wrists was a little more focused and focused, but they still couldn't dislodge her iron grip.
Yutaka snorted, as if he was just enjoying her efforts. He flicked her nipple, making it hard under her command, a mortifying sensation. What followed was a much worse feeling: Yutaka quickly unbuttoned her bra, making it join the clothes that were wrapped around her hips.
Her big tits were now fully on display for Yutaka to behold, her greedy, smoldering eyes staring at them like twin pieces of meat, ready to be caught. He began teasing her bare skin, making her inhale sharply with the tickling sensation even as he used his fingers to pinch and squeeze with his nips. Serafall held his breath as he felt something give in her breasts, as if a small dam had burst.
"Oh, what's this? Serafall-san, it looks like you're just like Noelle." Yutaka said curiously.
Serafall looked down and saw with much confusion the flow of white liquid gushing from her nipple.
"Are you still breastfeeding, by any chance? Man, I'd love to show your kid a thing or two about proper care for them."
"Leave us alone…!" Serafall yelled, fighting once more for the third time. Yutaka focused her attention on the other nipple, pinching and squeezing until she felt something give. Soon she felt a tingle there too, causing both of her nips to start spurting white liquid.
As her treacherous milk flowed freely, Serafall could only grit her teeth and retry her fight. And once again, she was unable to do more than knock uselessly against the door.
After a while, Yutaka's hand changed position, now hovering over her thigh region. Serafall's legs tightened, hoping to deny him that, at least. However, in what was an ironic reversal of his earlier action, Yutaka's knee caressed the fleshy portion where her thighs met, rubbing up and down quickly while forcing his weight down her body as if he were trying. crush it against the glass. It took a while to realize what he was trying to do, but by then it was too late.
Her prodigious strength made her own body buckle with tension, causing her legs to momentarily open to support the weight, creating a gap. This had him placing both of his thighs between hers, opening her legs wide for her use. Serafall grunted in frustration, feeling completely exposed as her groin was now dangerously close to his, with no way for her to force her thighs together without having to wrap her legs around his waist. Her vigorous actions, combined with his earlier curiosity and the preliminary number he'd already done on her breasts, had her more than a little turned on. On an intellectual level, Serafall was aware of this, aside from the fact that she was wet; but she didn't want him to know that. But there was nothing she could do. Her vagina was completely at his mercy, and with her other members out of action, the way was literally open. And the bad news was that somehow the thought of being completely helpless made her pussy quiver in anticipation.
"Go ahead, Serafall-san, keep fighting." Yutaka muttered, casually licking her leaking breast milk. "Can you feel it? You're making me even more turned on." Yutaka said and swallowed the nipple and started sucking like a baby. Then he switched from either breast, using his tongue to lather around the crown of their peaks and tracing circles around them repeatedly; or else he planted cutting kisses all over her skin, each one electrifying her nerves little by little.
Each wanton act made her desperation grow, particularly as Serafall knew her arousal was already building at an alarming rate. In fact, for every frustrated moan she made after struggling to pull her wrist free, she shuddered as her milk slowly sucked. Then he literally shook her world as he pulled both nipples into his mouth and sucked hard, like he was a thirsty baby. Suddenly, the combined sensation of her two sensitive nipples being brought together in one place by a strong force of vacuum created a sudden burst of sensation from inside her that made her gasp loudly, her hips grinding left and right, her back arching against the glass as her body clearly, undeniably shuddered against him. She felt like he was sucking her very essence, like a demon that steals souls, and for a moment she panicked, as she justified an encounter with such demons. Then, remembering that the only thing he sucked was his inexplicable supply of milk, she managed to calm down. Her tense limbs, each having struggled for the last few minutes, loosened: her trembling arms hanging numbly. Her mind was literally going blank as she was cross-eyed by his exquisite care.
As if her mind had guessed at his helpless state, he began to move as if he had unrestricted access to her body. Her mouth kissed his way down the slope of her chest, up her body until he was breathing directly into her collarbone. He bit down, causing a jolt of pain and pleasure straight into her brain. Like a dog savoring her meal, he moved around the base of her neck. He left the proof of her passage behind with his saliva and also with the little love bites he carefully took, as if he were carving her mark on her inch by inch. Yutaka's other hand played with her navel, rubbing her bare skin and making goose bumps rise where she didn't want it. Her hips resisted and her legs twitched as Serafall desperately tried to avoid the inevitable, to keep him from going any further where he definitely intended to go.
But it wasn't enough, of course. He pinned it tightly like an insect under the collector's thumb. And so, slowly but surely, her free hand stroked its way down and down, until her fingers reached the point where her thighs converged. He went over her crotch, past her tight garters. He massaged her luscious inner thighs, making her choke with pleasure that felt like a pity. Then her fingers came closer and closer, until they finally touched the fabric of her panties.
Serafall closed his eyes at that moment. At that moment, she felt a great wave of shame wash over her, far more than she ever felt, even as someone who tore up the battlefields of the Underworld. This was the worst misfortune she had ever experienced in her entire life. Then came the sound that made her grit her teeth in frustration: Yutaka's laugh.
"Oh? I can clearly feel that you're wet in here, Serafall-san. So, you like that. I see, I see."
"No…" Serafall hissed. However, even as she said this, even as Yutaka pushed the fabric of her panties aside to reveal her damp, soaked pussy, she felt an indescribably wicked sensation run through her, as if she had done something wicked and was about to be punished for it. She felt completely exposed and vulnerable to him now, totally tied to his whims.
"Ufufufufu. You say that, but it's all thick and wet in here. It's almost like you're really ready to take me inside. I really like it."
Serafall whimpered, for the first time, when her fingertip brushed against her wet, swollen entrance surface, which ended up covering her finger with a generous layer of her shameful fluids. He pushed a finger between swollen lips and dug around her, bending back and forth to search for sensitive spots in her. Through it all, she could feel his eyes on her, watching her closely, even as she tried her best to keep her eyes from opening, so as not to recognize Yutaka's perversion. Then he found a particularly sensitive bundle of nerves and his eyes opened. Almost involuntarily, she met his eyes and cringed at the superiority she saw in them. Her body reacted accordingly to her desires, her hips squirming to escape the constant throb of pleasure that settled in her pussy. He pressed against that sensitive spot repeatedly, stroking it, massaging it, making circular motions around it and generally keeping the attention firmly on that spot. The constant actions making her bite her mouth made her feel great shame and pleasure in equal amounts.
"My God, you're really cute, Serafall-san. I really like that about you."
"S-shut up." Serafall said through gritted teeth. "You will pay for this."
"I'll be happy to pay anything to possess you, Serafall-san. To make you mine, to add you to the bitch stable I keep. Won't you join us? I'll show you paradise, anyway may you be a devil."
Serafall moaned in the back of her throat as he suddenly pushed his fingers deep inside her, penetrating her. Her thumb pressed into her erect clit, using it as a counterweight as her fingers filled her, writhing like worms as they burrowed deeper into her drenched pussy. Her tunnel was being made to widen and stretch, and every scraping motion of her fingers created new sensations that absolutely made her hips tremble, her fluids now dripping freely into the fallen packages and the floor. The lustful sounds of her exploited pussy were loud enough for everyone on this train to hear, but of course no one really did. Serafall gasped and moaned, eyes tightly closed as Yutaka methodically dug into his tunnel with his fingers. There was no denying that she was completely aroused, that her nipples were firm and erect and completely leaking, that a moist, sensual heat was quickly building over her navel and spreading to every part of her body. Furthermore, she could no longer control her treacherous body, which had already begun to respond to Yutaka's actions with the same enthusiasm as a lecherous prostitute. Her inner tunnel muscles were squeezing her fingers, which somehow encouraged him to plow even faster. The increased rubbing motion, in turn, made him scrape all of Serafall's pleasure points freely, further exacerbating the spiral of lust she now found impossible to escape. Add to that the sweet, devious way her thumb flicked and teased her clit, and she was truly caught up in a repeated cycle of pleasure that only felt better and better by the second.
"Damn…huhhh…damn…damn!" Serafall muttered between moans, sweat running freely down her cheeks, which Yutaka licked eagerly. Serafall's body began to rhythmically pulse with sexual energy, like a carnal heat that captured her body and soul. Yutaka's determined attack on her insides and the fact that her grip was unbreakable meant she could only take direct pleasure. And that meant she was hurtling toward a peak she couldn't stop anymore. It would be her last shame, her greatest display of debauchery: reaching the climax of being unwittingly molested by this admittedly strong and virile human being. And she already felt very, very close to her climax.
Serafall's chest continued to heave against him now as she shuddered with deep breaths, her pride shattered as she looked at Yutaka with pleading eyes: silently begging him to stop. At least, that's what she thought. But it was equally possible that she begged him to continue until her pussy was rubbed raw by his magic fingers. Her hips twitched and swayed with renewed desperation, like a fish caught in a net, her mind no longer able to deny the sensations that had captured her body.
Serafall has never felt this way before, not even with his own demon. There was never a need for passion during the marriage, as it added an unnecessary frivolity that was better "channeled into different things." Being an overly lecherous Demon meant that someone was trying to align himself with the old groups, the Old Demons seeking a return to a more primitive Underworld, which Serafall herself struggled hard to ensure was a vision of the past. And yet, she realized, too late, that fighting it was equal to fighting her own fundamental nature, and it brought her to this precise situation, where she was reacting positively, even obscurely, to this unbridled excitement. If she really had a better stash, she would have fought tooth and nail to gain her freedom, but instead she writhed in pleasure like a wanton slut. Thinking so, an incandescent pleasure blossomed in Serafall's mind, instantly filling her entire body with its fragrant heat. In nexus itself, the source of all pleasure, her love-cavity squeezed the intruders tightly, almost trying to crush Yutaka's fingers inside them, even as they writhed and spasmed. A fresh batch of her juices flowed to fall in great steaming drops down her thighs to stain the floor again with her drained lust. Her cry of release was such that it echoed through the train car, and yet no mortals looked in her direction. They went about their business, living their mundane mortal lives, totally unaware of the woman panting and drooling, all limbs limp and shaking from head to toe in her midst, who had just been dragged headlong into a mighty, explosive climax. The climax also spread a thick, pungent haze of sex throughout the carriage, overwhelming the smell, but no one reacted. This whole scenario, this whole world was currently confined to the two of them and Noelle.
As Serafall rode on from the pleasure that throbbed through her body, she was only able to vaguely sense what Yutaka was doing next. Hand still slippery with her fluids, he pushed her panties and bra back to their relative positions, then adjusted her dress in the same way. The result was still a pretty messy mess for her, and it was clear to anyone watching that something had definitely happened.
At the moment, Serafall didn't understand what he was trying to do. Was he breaking up, right at this point? At first, she was a little relieved. That could mean he was content to successfully torment her to climax. On the other hand, the fact that he fixed her clothes didn't really make her comfortable. She felt very nervous. She couldn't explain it; she still felt naked. Her pussy, though covered again in fabric, was still open and actually seeped juices directly into her panties, ruining her forever with the memory of that incident. Her clothes were completely stained with sweat, which made her bare skin glow under the myriad shifting lights of the train car.
Then Yutaka unzipped his pants. Serafall's eyes widened as Yutaka's impressive package came into full view. He rolled out of his pants in front of her like an incredibly long and meaty flag pole. And it was certainly impressive. It had circumference, it had length, it had veins that ran directly over the surface of the entire axis. In its semi-erect state, it looked as long as one of Serafall's arms. She could easily imagine what it would be like to shove something that long into an object's hole, let alone shove it into her hole...
"Like what you're seeing?" Yutaka said curiously as he once again approached Serafall. His monster cock, which was slowly rising like a raised flag, was positioned dangerously close to her.
At this distance, Serafall could feel the raw heat emanating from him. She could also smell the dizzying funky scent it produced. That was certainly a fact that couldn't be denied: that thing had certainly conquered many demons. Serafall's lips parted, though no sound came out. She was like prey hypnotized by the gaze of a snake as it swayed from side to side in the wind. "He has a really big cock, like a huge monster. You have to experience it for yourself…" came Noelle's voice in her memories. Surely such a thing... surely she wouldn't have to experience such a thing for herself? A part of her was curious, but certainly not that curious! She still had obligations of her own. Would she really want to throw him away just for some thick, intimidating dick?
"I'll give you a little choice, Serafall-san." Said Yutaka. "I'll do one last thing here, with you. If after that you still don't want it, then I'll stop there, and I'll tell Noelle we're going to back off, then what. You won't have to taste this piece of meat of a man alone. Which, I'm told, would be a pity for any woman who hasn't tried it, but I don't want to keep pushing people like that."
Serafall bowed his head wearily, his gray hair combed with his dry sweat. "W-what... do we do?"
Yutaka smiled. Then he pushed his cock slowly against her nether lips, nearly tearing at the fabric of her panties as he inched higher and higher, until his swollen glans came to rest right in the valley of her breasts. There, her cock was now inserted under her clothes, resting against her bare skin. Her maid dress felt voluminous and stretched into the fabric, making it much tighter against her body than usual. Serafall shivered at the intense heat that instantly spread to her body, like it was some kind of hot, meaty poker.
"Like this…" Yutaka said, moving her hips back and forth and making his length rub against her aching clit as it rubbed against the skin of her navel. "I'm going to fuck you like this, and make you come. And if you still don't like it afterward, then I'm going to stop. Sound good enough Serafall-san?"
Serafall bit her lip as his hot, turgid horse cock made her entire body shudder just for its mere existence.
Yutaka began to slide his cock up and down Serafall's body in small movements. The sheer lust of it all, along with the pinprick sensations the friction of the act caused, created "mini-shudders" that reverberated throughout his entire body. It was like she was naked in the cold, and somehow his thick, gigantic cock was the only source of heat she could handle.
Eventually, her lustful impulses quickened, as if he was seeking more and more pleasure by rubbing himself into her body. The friction caused more heat to permeate her body, which in turn made her shiver even more, as the heat now came from two sources: below her pussy being stimulated by her cock, and then also from her own cock. She began to gasp and choke, feeling as if she were climbing to a different kind of peak, driven entirely by the perversion, this perverted act.
The train gave a little jolt, causing everyone's bodies to move. Unfortunately, this ended up pushing Yutaka closer to her, which in turn pressed his massive shaft closer and tighter against her. Pressed as close as that, the throbbing piece of flesh pulsed like a heart and beat in step with hers. The momentary closeness became its own stimulus as Yutaka continued to make upward thrust movements. At the same time, the deadly, pleasurable friction wreaked havoc on her exposed rapture and ignited a fire that now propelled her back to the delicious orgasm. Her speed and pace increased to frantic levels. The heat made sweat break out all over her body, which in turn only helped to lubricate her cock, allowing him to slide in and out of her clothes with relative ease.
When Yutaka came, it was a complete surprise. Serafall felt a burst of searing heat on the skin between her breasts, and the intensity of it was such that she thought Noelle had actually attacked her with a perverted spell of her own making. Then the scent came and Serafall realized what had happened. Then the next batch of cum came splashing under her dress. The next one actually hit her chin like a bullet, leaving a mess that made her look like she'd grown a sticky white beard. The sheer volume of it all made her scent fill his nose to an overpowering degree. In the next few seconds, Yutaka's throbbing shaft completely immersed the front of her body in hot, sticky cum, and acted like glue that made her dress stick to her skin. Then Yutaka withdrew his shaft, plunged it back in, this time against her back, and more loads came out. The sperm hit her hair; it filled all the contours of her back and now made all the clothes stick to her body in an uncomfortable way, as if she were wet. Yutaka was quick to move huge cock around her, using it like a stick of grease to spread the sperm, covering every surface of her body like an extremely lewd lotion. The sperm ran in large loads onto her legs, easily staining her garter belt and forming a condom-like deposit at the very bottom of her feet, where the sperm stopped, the tissue trapping her feet inside with the sperm, all of her. His body, from his slender neck to his toes, was drenched in the voluminous discharge of his monstrous cock. It was as if she had plunged into a bathtub filled to the brim with her courage. Serafall felt degraded. Serafall felt contaminated. Serafall felt dirty. Above all, she felt like a piece of object marked by a superior creature. And that, coupled with the sharp sensation of being enveloped in a cocoon of his rapidly drying sperm, the scent of which invaded her nose and drained her brain, made something break inside her.
Serafall came, loud and howling, even as Yutaka's last shot died. Her release from her not only sent a fresh batch of her juice to splatter on her, but it also expelled the last shreds of her rationality and her defiance. And yet she continued to cling to the last vestige, to her core as "Serafall Barbatos", even though it was corroded by the second.
"I see... Looks like I won. Thank you, Serafall-san." Yutaka muttered happily with a small smile on his face. "You will not regret."
Serafall could only watch with a certain impartial demeanor as her body was handled so skillfully by Yutaka. In quick action, he turned her to face the double doors while still holding her wrists. Then he took that hand away, releasing her for the first time since this molesting/love encounter began. Unfortunately, she didn't have the time or the will to resist anymore, so she kept her hands up doing nothing as she watched the train's surroundings whiz by.
Doing anything would have been pointless too, as Yutaka was quick to spread her legs and lift them, where each of her hands gripped an ankle and a wrist. He used her hand to tie them together and the two then slammed the tied limbs against the door. The front of her body made a wet, crushing sound as all the semen had dried and been painted there. Her raised legs, pale and creamy, formed a V-shape that stretched above her head, fully spreading her swollen pussy and leaking like a hanging flower, free for him to consume. When Yutaka pressed the tip of her manhood against her helpless lower lips, all she could do was moan and huff into the glass. Their complete and utter helplessness fueled their fantasy of complete submission, raising their anticipation even before they began.
"I'm going to fuck you now, Serafall-san!" Yutaka whispered behind her.
At the very least, Serafall would later think, in retrospect, she was able to prepare herself in the second before Yutaka's shaft began to formally rape her insides. It certainly helped to numb the feeling that immediately followed. In a timeless moment, Yutaka traversed her pussy with the full length of his monstrous fifteen-inch cock. All at once, his belly swelled, bulging as if she were pregnant.
Serafall let out the breath she was holding, letting out a sigh that was almost a high-pitched moan. Her eyes watered as the feeling of being completely filled by Yutaka reverberated through her entire body.
"Ahhh...you're so tight, Serafall-san. Gosh...ah, it feels good...squeezing me when I pull...it's like you're sucking...hahh! Me back... inside!"
Her breathing came much faster as Serafall dealt with the tension of the massive tower of flesh impaling her fully to the hilt. She could feel his engorged balls tickling the entrance, and knew that every inch of his length was currently buried within her, stretching her tunnel to its maximum capacity and even invading the innermost recesses of her uterus, easily overcoming the barrier of her cervix. In fact, Serafall was now completely discovered, completely conquered, inside and out.
After a few moments of keeping the length warm inside her, Yutaka slowly pulled until only the tip remained. The feeling of release was very intense for Serafall, even if only temporary. In fact, the emptiness made her feel unfulfilled, much to her eternal shame. Yutaka pushed back inside with the force of a bullet. Her groin met so hard her buttocks burned from the impact of hitting her balls. After once again fully encasing her inside, Yutaka began to undulate her hips, using the motion to repeatedly strike the depths of Serafall's womb like a mortar, turning into a pestle. Serafall moaned, whimpered, sighed and could only scream unintelligible words as the virile young man slapped his round ass, each forward movement slamming repeatedly against the glass with the meticulous, gentle repetition of a jackhammer.
Serafall moaned with sweet pleasure and mild pain, which in the process were added to many sensations that ended up dominating her poor mind. Yutaka mercilessly accelerated, in turn, working her like a master craftsman at hard work, busily molding her body to become the perfect receptacle for her cock: constantly cutting off parts of her former aspect with every movement of his massive fat cock. So, with each sheathed thrust that made her drool and whistle, made her eyes roll, made her bound limbs shake helplessly against his relentless manly grip, Serafall's mind was slowly being replaced to become Yutaka's perfect whore, fully enslaved of your miraculous member.
To celebrate her impending fall, Yutaka's constant, relentless thrust into her birth canal made her feel the sensation of another orgasm. A distant part of her, hidden under an endless flood of pleasure, panicked, fearing she would be lost forever. But a newer and more primitive part of her, giving in to the carnal pleasure of betraying herself, selling her body and soul to this superior specimen of man, gave in to the oncoming onslaught. As if savoring the anticipation, she closed her eyes tightly and held her breath as every part of her body, from muscle to nerve, began to shiver and shudder. Sensing her sudden tension, Yutaka, however, continued her voracious conquest, using every trick in the book to smack her into a senseless state, even without using any of her hands. He rotated his hips, he shook her womb, he slapped her aching entrance, charged and aching from previous battles. He didn't seem to mind the utter torment he put on Serafall by forcing her to come: in this instant, her cum would be an affirmation of the truth, that every button in her body was his to press on command, and that she would never he would forget the taste of her love as long as she lived.
Yutaka felt her climax, but of course he continued to hit her hard with renewed vigor, even as a new source of her juices splashed onto the glass and dripped in a heavy flood towards the door. A spurt of it was accompanied by a frantic, wordless scream that certainly sent many police running, but of course the idle mass of passengers paid no attention. Her insides writhed around her length, fighting him, giving him the most exquisite, warm feeling of being enveloped in a velvety embrace that continually strived to squeeze him for everything she had.
Thus, having reached her peak, Serafall returned to her almost catatonic state, which was obviously a little different from what she had been before. She was a living sex doll, a hole that Yutaka easily breached without question. A hole Yutaka was now working to fill with her seed. Her violent thrusts became more pronounced, more violent as he began to seek his own ecstasy. Each renewed thrust made the damp soles of Serafall's feet squeak against the door, leaving a trail of damp sweat on the glass.
Based on the huge amount of sperm he vomited into her body, Serafall feared what would happen if he redirected all of this inside her. She knew it was only a matter of time, as her pounding grew more desperate, her massive member now like a battering ram hitting the gates of a castle. Though she couldn't see it, she thought she could feel the telltale tightening of their swollen bags of balls, a sign that they were getting ready to unload a fresh batch of their seed. She wondered if she should be cautious about getting pregnant by this human, as in any other situation, she was sure the amount of sperm would make her finish twice without breaking a sweat.
Serafall remembered the strange and familiar scent she had smelled on Noelle not so long ago. Her ripe scent reminded me of milk. Was it just another one of her perverted games, or was Noelle's nursing a sign of something more? Could it be that this strong and impetuous dick managed to impregnate one of the most beautiful and promising demons of the young generation? Did a Demon of that caliber really allow himself to be used like that, just as a seedbed and a pleasure doll of this insolent human? And if so, what would happen to her, who was in very imminent danger of being inseminated? Those thoughts were immediately lost in the fog of lust. As a woman knowing her place, Serafall could only stand there and be bred, awaiting the end that would inevitably come with each thrust of Yutaka.
When she finally came, she was honored by Yutaka's loud moan in her silver hair. Then she felt the tip of his shaft fill, followed by the rest of him in a rhythmic pattern. At the same time, he angled his hips so that her tip could reach maximum depths, ensuring that her beleaguered pussy, still aching and high from its own orgasm, was once again stimulated by high-octane thrusts. So, after digging into her as best he could, her groins now kissed, completely connected, before Serafall felt the first burst of heat right near her stomach.
Serafall sighed and shuddered as the rest of her orgasm bore fruit, shooting jets of hot semen straight into the depths of her womb. Each manly explosion fired a courage so thick and voluminous that within moments she felt her belly swell with the full amount, as predicted. At another time, their holiest of places was completely filled, guaranteeing fertilization if indeed they were looking for that result. The next waves of sperm dislodged the delicate balance inside her womb and sent drops of his seed down her cervix to flow back, skirting the surface of his tight, throbbing cock. The presence of her penis, however, ensured that most of her sperm was connected inside her uterus.
*Splurt!* *Splurt!*
Serafall sighed again, half in resignation and half in satisfaction. It had been a long time since she felt the sensation of being filled with sperm. And this time, thanks to her unusual biology, she felt something else: the sensation of being completely full until it burst. Gradually, she felt her belly slowly distend with his seed. As more and more cum descended her widened tunnel, she shivered as she felt her skin begin to swell outward to accommodate all her courage inside. Her reflection in the glass showed the truth she couldn't deny. Her tight-fitting, cum-soaked, sweat-soaked, unkempt appearance was a parody of her normal self, and the sight of her bulging belly was the final, relaxed touch to the image.
Then Yutaka's reflection appeared beside her head, and then licked the side of her neck, before taking a bite out of the surface that made her moan. Then his hands finally released her limbs, causing her legs to slide down and her feet to float a few inches above the ground, her body fully suspended over his cock. Her arms reached back, touching Yutaka's head. They clung weakly to her hair, though her initial intention to use her hands to hurt him was no longer there. Thus mastered, the picture was complete. It was all too much. Her total submission to him, to their insidious plot, triggered something in her mind. Something delicate clicked there, and in that instant, the nasty side of Serafall Barbatos took over. When Yutaka injected another charge, a wave of cold swept through her body before she shuddered and came once more, reveling in the pleasure of being fully created. The mental setback sent her mind flying into unconsciousness as she felt herself dissolve into a black darkness she was sure she could never escape.
Serafall floated in a sea of warm bliss. She stayed there for some time before light began to flow into her mind, and the world changed as she was dragged into consciousness. When she opened her bleary eyes, it went to a myriad of sensations around her entire body, as if she were stiffened by a debilitating magical miasma. Her entire body ached and felt so heavy she could barely turn over. She felt comfortable, like she was lying on something soft. Eventually, she was able to isolate the sensations in two main places. First, her groin was sore, as if there was something burning on her lips. In correlation, her hips ached and she ached trying to move her weight from one side of her hip to the other. Second, she felt full and bloated, as if she had been injected with something that filled her. She felt that her belly had swelled up, as if she was pregnant. Moving her hands, she was able to feel her abdomen and confirm that she wasn't just imagining things. Her belly was swollen, as if something had been placed inside her.
Everything that had happened to her came back in a rush of memories. She was accompanied by a stab of pure pleasure, as if her reminiscence was teasing her of the last moments that doomed her forever: her complete submission to Yamabe Yutaka. She thrashed on the bed, the humiliation all at once filling her with self-loathing and perverted pleasure. She couldn't even begin to distance herself from it: since her own skin reeked of Yutaka's cum, which she was sure would never disappear, no matter how much she washed.
"Ahn! Hahn~ Yutaka, faster! Faster!"
Dimly, Serafall noticed the noise beside her. She looked over and saw that the noises she had been ignoring since she woke up were actually much more severe than expected. There, just a few feet beside her on the bed, Noelle Naberius sat up and jumped wildly on top of Yamabe Yutaka. Every rocking movement she made made her distended breasts sway like thick fruit in the breeze, even as it secreted jets of white milk that splashed everywhere. More surprising, though, was the apparent glow of pregnancy that surrounded her and her belly, which bounced along with her breasts as she fucked Yutaka with raw abandon. After a few moments of observation, Serafall cringed and remembered the reality of Yutaka's biology: how a thick, gigantic cock destroyed all her previous notions of normality.
"So you are awake, Serafall." Noelle said, slowing her own pace, though Yutaka continued to push upward. Two pairs of eyes met hers. "I hope you're feeling okay. You sure scared us all when you just got up and passed out like that."
"I don't have… I don't have anything to say to you…" Serafall said, surprised to find her voice had gone hoarse.
"Oh, don't be like that, Serafall! We are sisters now. Sisters in love. You can't deny that Yutaka left his mark on you. Isn't that belly of yours proof of that?"
"That doesn't prove anything!" Serafall growled as he struggled to get up. "And it will be very easy to get rid of your seed."
Noelle frowned, though her eyes never lost their playful sparkle. "Well, you say that, but you'll find it harder to deny the truth than you think. After all, I was referring to 'that' kind of brand." Then, as if to emphasize her point, she squeezed her own breasts, gushing a fountain of milk. She blinked pointedly.
"What are you, Noelle…" Serafall swallowed. "But no, you can't say-"
"It's been, oh, five days since we were on that train, Serafall. I had to keep you under an ecstasy spell, but I left your uterus alone. And in all that time, Yutaka has never stopped fucking you and fucking you fill you with its glorious seed. It has invaded your mouth, even if you don't remember it. You've even tried anal, which may be why it's so sore. If the seed fails to get planted the first time, surely now was."
"Wait, no, no!" Serafall bleated. "I can't-! No!" Serafall looked at Yutaka, who grimaced apologetically.
"Oh, don't be rude. You should enjoy this privilege. After all, if you were really against it, you should have just used one of your spells to get away. I heard from my mother that you were a terrible Warlord in the years of the War of the Underworld. It would have been easy to fight Yutaka, if you really wanted to do that. But you didn't, after all. That just suggests you were a lonely, sex-starved bitch. It's lucky, then, that Yutaka is here to meet your needs. So, you're welcome, Serafall, and once again, I welcome you to our little harem."
"But why?" Serafall said, holding his navel. His eyes glistened with tears. As much as she tried to deny his words, the truth was in the cock, and the cock had just impregnated her. "Because you?"
"Because you're just one of the few people in the world I would share Yutaka with," Noelle said happily. "And because you deserve so much more than you have. You don't need to worry anymore, Serafall. Yutaka is here, and he will take care of you. No matter what."
"Nguh!" Serafall jumped out of bed and went to the nearest door, which led to the bathroom. There she positioned herself above the toilet and started to push her belly inside, to try to expel her voluminous seed. She wanted it all to be over. She wanted proof of her degradation, her humiliation over. She shivered, squeezing and pushing and wondering why no sperm were coming out of her pussy.
"It will not work." Came Noelle's voice from the doorway. She was almost literally her image in her mirror: distended belly, swollen and leaking breasts. "Emilie, me and the others take turns closing each of their holes. It's our way of showing devotion to Yutaka, to ensure we always taste his seed inside of us, you know? Now, okay, when the babies start to grow, we'll have to stop that, but for now it's going to be the status quo. And the only thing that will come out is a method that I really like. Now come on, I know damn well you can do it. because your hips are still aching. I know how Yutaka can be the first time." Noelle took Serafall's hand and led her back to the bed. She pushed her against the pillows then spread her legs like she was examining her pussy. "It's a little game the harem sisters play. If you want to let it out, you have to send someone out to eat. Which means I'm going to devour your delicious sperm, Serafall."
And with that said, Noelle leaned in and pushed his tongue deep into her pussy. Before Serafall could react, she felt a deep, gushing pleasure, like she was peeing in a huge load after standing still for so long. Except the sensation was much more sexual as drops of Yutaka's sperm trickled out of her channel to land on Noelle's expectant tongue.
Noelle withdrew her face and displayed the white strand connecting the tip of her tongue to her pussy lips. "Tasty." Noelle proclaimed, before taking a deep gulp, sucking the essence of Yutaka down her throat like it was a gooey melted cheese. "If you're really uncomfortable, I'll help you eat everything. I'll start with your pussy, then I'll go to your ass. In return, however…"
Serafall was stunned, having lost all resistance, looked up weakly as Yutaka approached, his monstrous cock in tow. It was slick with his juices and Noelle's and who knows who else, and it gave off a musk that went straight into his mind like a parasite.
"You have to ingest fresh from the source. And don't worry, you can digest Yutaka's sperm very well."
"Please Serafall-san." Yutaka begged, pointing his meat stick at Serafall.
Serafall blinked once. Serafall blinked twice. Serafall blinked three times, and the fourth time a tear slipped from the corner of her eyes. The fourth time, she opened her lips and swallowed the bulbous tip.
"Welcome to the harem, Serafall Barbatos."
She told someone, though Serafall didn't care who anymore. As she waited, her throat open, Yutaka approached and pushed in deeper.
*Smack!*
"Mmn... slurp..."
Serafall smiles happily at her new lover as the child she raised as a daughter devours her.
As promised, Serafall Barbatos' womb has long ago sped up with the seed of Yamabe Yutaka. She had spent much of her pregnancy in deep debauchery with her new lover, as she was now officially an experienced player in the games the harem members played with each other. And it wasn't all sunshine and roses, as she discovered. Although her devotion to Yutaka was universal and unquestionable, it didn't extend to how they saw themselves. It was an all-out battle of intelligence and sexual domination, as each member, even Noelle, had to fight for herself.
Frankly, Serafall didn't think she would get to a point where she would compete directly with Riviere Gremory for a man's attention, but it really did. Victory consisted of depriving a partner of the promised sex at a given time, and was accomplished as might be expected: either through cunning, ensuring that external circumstances conspired to make the other party back down, or through direct personal appeal to Yutaka through the many sexual methods to attract your attention and your unquestionable desire, whether he wanted to fuck you, timetable or not, he would do what he wanted.
Serafall quickly learned that sneaking in in the morning to wake him up with a blowjob didn't do the trick most of the time. Not when someone was already there, sinking him into his rapture. The only good recourse, then, was to make the sleeping Yutaka enjoy her first charge, filling her smug pussy with overflowing semen to make sure she backed off. As Serafall had assumed the role of smug pussy and morning invader at times, she had to develop techniques to ensure her dominance on both occasions. Her newfound crush on cock was definitely a big surprise to anyone who knew her before. But it was inevitable for anyone who was dominated by that same sexual device. And in a short time, she gave Yutaka the promised gift: to give birth to her son along with the other notable members of her harem.