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Plap, plap, plap. The sound of sex echoed throughout the dark dorm room. Only the faint light of the moon illuminated the scene. The lovely idol, Barbara, was being completely violated by a certain someone's massive cock. And what a cock it was...

"Venti~! Harder~! ❤️" Barbara moaned as his massive monster of a dick continued to rhythmically ram in and out of her (once) tight snatch. It pulsed and thrummed with pleasure inside of Barbara. The shaft was almost the length of Venti's entire leg, being described as a third one by the dear Deaconess. It was easily the width of an eggplant and throbbed endlessly when erect. The fat, meaty veins strewn across the cock were like vines on a rack while the head bulged like a balloon. 

"Oh, sweet Barbara. How could I say no to you?" He cheekily asked, pulling back in preparation for a grand entrance. The cock shimmered in the moonlit room, soaked from tip to base in love juice. As soon as it had left Barbara's abused pussy, it went straight back in. His two tennis ball sized, well, balls slammed into her pert ass, leaving a blistering red mark. But she never complained. For Barbara was Barbatos' loyal servant.

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It was a few months ago when both Barbara and Venti started attending Tevyat University, one of the most prestigious universities in the region. Both landing in the same music classes, they instantly hit it off. One thing led to another and they started dating. 

Of course, simply dating doesn't lead to the sins that they've committed, but as one of the most loyal followers of Barbatos, how could she not indulge in pleasuring her lord? After finding out about Venti's godhood, the two became the sinful duo that they are today. Venti, all powerful god of the wind with Barbara as his loyal acolyte, always ready to serve her master. It started with some inappropriate kissing. Then came the handjobs and thighjobs and what have you. Soon came the oral, and finally the intercourse. After all, what's the point of living if it isn't in service to your god?

Which led to today. A clear spring night occupied by the sinful consummation of two young lovers. 

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Right in the dorm, Venti buried himself inside of Barbara. Pushed down on the bed, staring into Venti's charming eyes, Barbara felt like she was in heaven. She might as well had been considering who she was fucking. The pounding of his balls on her sweet little ass never ceased. The in and out of his cock, aggressively reshaping her insides, caused her to go blank-eyed. Her pussy would never fit another man's penis ever again. Maybe not even a sex toy. Nothing compared to Venti's all mighty rod.

Barbara was never the most conventionally attractive girl. People described her as cute or, more generously, a late bloomer. She was always short and had small assets. But to Venti, that didn't matter. She was his queen. 

"Your cute ass is going to be scarred at this point." He laughed, groping her butt. He massaged his hand across the twin cheeks before slapping one. Meanwhile, the continuous abuse on her pussy never relented. In and out, in and out. 

"I don't care!" She screamed, the only thing that broke up the constant moans. "Use me as you wish, my lord~! ❤️" 

And with that confirmation, Venti went all in. He drilled her as if she was a diamond, which to him, she most definitely was. He fucked her senseless until all she would be able to feel was him. When this was over, there would be no other feeling than the lack of Venti cock in her waiting pussy. His fat length struck at every nook and cranny. No other dick could dream of reaching as deep as Barbatos' tool. 

"You're my only pleasure~! Nothing else satisfies me anymore~!" She screamed out. Venti smirked, satisfied by her admittance of subservience. As a reward, he grabbed her by her two pigtails and used them to slam as deep as he could. She screamed like a banshee. In a good way, of course. "You're in my womb~! I can feel it tickling me there~! ❤️"

As the cock head pushed deeper and deeper into Barbara's womb, she fell deeper into bliss. Hearts shot out from her pupils as Venti bashed her pussy against his rod. She slammed her face into his, locking lips. Their tongues tangled with each other but Venti's came out on top, as it always did. He jammed his tongue in her mouth just like how he jammed his stick into her fertile womb.

"I'm almost there, my dear Deaconess." He whispered into her ear, receiving a moan in response. She could hear his gargantuan balls churning in preparation. The thick sloshing in his sack was the sign of a massive load.

"Shoot it in me~! I need it~!" She cried. Tears of pleasure and joy were streaming down her face, causing her mascara to slide down. Her once beautiful face and body will now forever be tainted, he thought with a chuckle. 

"As you wish," he chuckled. "Here it comes..."

Venti pushed himself deep into Barbara. His cock bulged and inflated as his gooey load began making its way through the meat tunnel. Chunky cum burst out from the head, soaking her insides and painting them white. Large globs ebbed and flowed out, shooting itself deep within her. "You're mine. Forever and always~❤️" he sung.

Barbara was a shrieking mess. Her insides were being flooded and she could do nothing about it. Not that she wanted to. The warm sludge that now called her pussy home was a welcomed guest. She wanted to feel like this forever. And, she realized, she wanted others to feel the pleasure of serving as well. The pleasure of knowing that a higher power was watching out for you. The pleasure of knowing that Barbatos was fucking you senseless. That you were his slut.

As Venti slowly pulled out his semi-erect beast of a penis, Barbara began pulling herself up from the bed. Dizzy with pleasure and lust, looked at Venti with an obedient stare. With a pop, his dick left her gaping hole. White hot cum began gushing out with chunks of it slowly pouring out. The massive cock laid limply on the bed, shining with juices; its tip still leaking virile cum.

"If you're worried about getting pregnant, don't worry. A God's got his secrets." Venti laughed, winking at Barbara. She smiled and looked out the window of her dorm, basking in the afterglow. The special feeling of being claimed. Giving up not just your body but also your soul. She was Barbatos' subservient Deaconess. Which meant she would do anything for him.

The silver moon bathed the two lovers in a white light. At this moment, Barbara felt blessed by the heavens. She looked up at the moon, thinking about how lucky she was.

"Master; I've got a request." Barbara whispered quitely, still staring up at the sky. After a moment of silence, Barbara took her focus off the moon and looked Venti straight in the eyes. 

"I need you to help spread your blessings across the school. Across the region if possible! Your gift if unending and more women deserve to feel the love of God!" Barbara was blushing hard as she gushed her desire. She knew other women needed Venti. He would be their saviour, their one and only. 

In response, Venti smiled. He leaned in, putting behind Barbara's head, and forcing their faces together. They shared a long kiss that drew to an end when Venti pulled back, leaving a strand of saliva linking the two together. Barbara looked in awe at her lord, her master. The man she would devote her whole life to. The man who others would as well. 

"Barbatos likes the sound of that." He spoke softly. Barbatos always had his own religion. People prayed and worshipped him. But this? This was something more intimate. A personal harem all for Venti. He would fulfill Barbara's wish. He would spread his love.

Looking into Barbara's starstruck eyes, he said one more thing before leaving. "Dress for warm weather. I have a prediction that the wind will be getting real hot soon." Ending with a wink.

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For about a week now, Tevyat has been undergoing a massive heatwave. It's as if only the hottest of winds were blowing across the region. No cool breezes in sight. To make matters even worse, the school air conditioning has recently been disabled for unknown reasons. Oh, the woes of being a student.

For a studious woman like Ganyu, a little 45°C heatwave never bothered anyone (it did really bother her). No matter, she's in the library as always, staring at books for hours. At least it was a bit cooler at night, her preferred study time. 

Under the flickering fluorescent lamp, Ganyu read on about the history of Tevyat. She was an overachiever at heart, so she had to ace this upcoming history exam. But, anyone who walked by her would instantly fall head over heels for her looks. Ganyu's exotic blue hair and her stunning red horns were sights to behold. She had supple breasts and a strong, shapely ass. Her curves were also nothing to scoff at. She had a tight stomach that lent itself perfectly to that delectable butt. However, her red-framed glasses gave her a look of professionalism, that, coupled with her mannerisms, made her the top student everyone knew her as.

All things considered, the beautiful looks did run in the family though, considering her mother and sister-in-law were also absolute bombshells. 

Normally, Ganyu dressed pretty conservatively. She wasn't one to care about looks. Her comfy baggy shirts and pants were usually enough. Although, even baggy clothes couldn't hide the jiggling of her breasts or the way her hips sashayed back and forth whenever she walked. 

Unfortunately, the heat was just too intense for her normal attire. Instead, she studied in a light white blouse and black knee-length skirt. They were a size too small but the only clothes she could find. The blouse perfectly hugged her tits, shaping themselves around to only emphasize their beauty. The buttons were almost begging to be popped off, straining against the shirt. Her skirt curved itself around her thick ass, showing off its roundness to anyone who looked behind. It was really all she had for such hot weather. Still conservative, the fit definitely leaned on being risqué for Ganyu's style. 

What made it especially spicy was the fact that she was wearing no underwear at all.

Anyways, it didn't really matter what she was wearing. After all, the library's supposed to be closed. Head librarian/part time chemistry teacher Lisa's too lazy to actually lock the doors, so no one actually comes in here.

Well... That was true. Until a certain bard showed up.

The doors burst open, forcing Ganyu to finally take her eyes off her book. Venti walked into the library, wearing a simple green tank top and some gym shorts. Had to dress for the weather, after all. He waltzed right in only to lazily take a seat at Ganyu's table, right across from her. Ignoring the interruption, Ganyu went right back into her book.

"Hi, Venti." She said without looking up. They've known each other since childhood, so a random appearance by the bard himself wasn't really a shocker. Their mothers always forced them to play with each other. Although Ganyu never really minded him all that much, she did see him as a younger brother that she had to take care of. "What are you doing here?"

"Just to meet an old friend! What other reason do I need?" He spoke with that iconic childish tone that Ganyu had always known him for. 'Some people just never grew up,' she thought.

"How's the weather treating you?" He asked her. Ganyu never looked up from her book. She was always a good multitasker. However, for some reason, Venti's question just passed right over her. She was distracted by a certain smell.

A strong, manly musk forced itself into her nose. She quickly realized - it was Venti's sweat. He was giving off a manly funk that made her mind go blank. The smell captured her senses; she could even taste it! It was salty, vile, but oh so masculine. She entered a daze. All she could think about was that dominating smell.

"Uh, it's fine I guess..." She drunkenly slurred out. Ganyu's musk-ladden mind couldn't even remember the original question.

"Fine?! I'm boiling in here!" He exclaimed, pulling at his green tank top as emphasis. Ganyu couldn't bare to take her eyes off the book. Something about Venti's presence made her feel weak - subservient. A furious blush appeared on her face while a wet puddle began to form between her legs and leak onto the chair. "But enough about me. What are you reading?"

Venti got up from his spot and strolled over to Ganyu. She kept on looking over the book, unable to read a single word. Ganyu tried to sturdy herself and resist the urge to submit. He put a hand on his shoulder, leaning over her to have a look at her book. His musk was now on full blast, absolutely assaulting her and she loved it.

From the corner of her eye, Ganyu saw drops of sweat rolling down Venti's arm. She internally cringed as the drops dripped onto the table. Wasted man-juice that she could have - should have - been lapping up. 

For the life of her, the ace student could not comprehend what she was reading. After reread and reread, all Ganyu could understand was that she was horny. As Venti's hand pressed into her shoulder and his smell filled the room, all Ganyu could do was rub her wet, sticky thighs together. By now, the seat was absolutely soaked with her arousal. If anyone sat there now, they'd think someone poured a whole bottle of glue as a prank or something.

But, she kept trying. Even if futile, she kept trying to read. That's when she felt a soft rubbing on one of her delicate breasts. Venti was now massaging her left melon as his other hand continued to meld itself into her right shoulder.

The reasonable voice in her head was screaming for her to put an end to this. She wasn't a slut. People have sexually assaulted her before and she's always fought back. Just because she was pretty didn't mean she was a horny, free use bitch. She should fight back. 

But, the manly smell clouded her better judgement. In fact, Venti's massage seemed normal. I mean, friends helped friends all the time. He was just giving her a friendly tit rub. And there was nothing wrong with a friend rubbing your nipples. Right?

Ganyu's erect tit was now being pinched between two of Venti's digits. Ganyu stifled a moan, letting out only a whisper.

"How's the book? It looks boring." He fake-yawned. Now, Ganyu was shifting in her seat, intensely rubbing together her legs to try and satisfy her exponentially growing arousal. The smell, as strong as ever, reshaped her mind, slowly turning her into an obedient slut for her God. 

"What's that nickname your niece always called you? Something about your horns, right?" Venti politely asked as if nothing wrong was going on right now. "Something like... What was it? Cocogoat?"

Right on his cue, Venti ripped open Ganyu's blouse. Her huge tits sprung free from their confines, jiggling as they escaped. Venti grabbed at both breasts; one massive fruit for each hand. He began twisting and pulling at her delectably pink nipples. Matching his assault, Ganyu also stopped holding back. She moaned like a bitch in heat, dropping her tongue out of her mouth. Venti smiled at that.

"No bra? I thought you were better than that, Ganyu." He said in his sing-song voice as if they were just playing a game like when they were kids.

Ganyu retaliated with another moan. Venti continued pulling at her milky globes, eventually getting milk to begin leaking out of those rock-hard nips.

"There it is~" He said. He dove his head onto one of the breasts and started sucking away. The sweet, coconut flavoured milk flowed into his mouth. Ganyu, shocked by the production of milk, could only squirm harder. The pleasure being shot through her body was immense. It was perfect. "Delicious."

"Here. I'll drink some milk and you drink at my neck. How's that?" Venti pulled the horny girl's head by the horns, an action that only increased Ganyu's arousal, and shoved her face into the nook of his neck. Ganyu began lapping at the sweaty neck, tasting the musky man-juice produced by such a frail boy. Meanwhile, Venti swapped breasts an began devouring the other's natural cream. 

They went at it for a while, sucking at each other's bodies until Venti felt that he had enough. He pulled a reluctant Ganyu off himself and pushed her onto her knees.

Down there, Ganyu could clearly see the huge bulge in Venti's shorts. Venti pulled them down and what came out was the longest and thickest sausage that Ganyu has ever seen. She dabbled in porn before but was always a virgin, always a bit too scared to try sex out for herself.

But now, with her mind corrupted by Venti's godly stench, was more than willing to give up her body for her new lord. 

The erect beast stood long and strong in front of her pretty face. A pool of arousal began to form on the floor under her. Only this time, much, much larger. She understood the assignment loud and clear but she couldn't move at all. That was until...

"Suck it." Barbatos said with a smile. Like a machine, Ganyu activated. She slowly approached the huge dick, giving it a tentative lick. There it was, the strong man-musk that now plagues her mind. She bagan sucking the length like a popsicle. As she licked the cock, she felt a cool breeze rewarding her actions. This only increased her obedience towards Venti.

Ganyu continued to slurp away at the huge cock. The pre-cum was delicious; addicting even. Bobbing her head back and forth, she sucked away at her meat popsicle. Barely even able to fit half the monster down her throat, she kept pushing herself. As a good student would. As a good slut would.

Venti, not pleased with her ministrations, gave her some advice. "Careful with the throat. You'll get there eventually. Try incorporating your hands too. Massage my fat balls for me, will you? It'll make the semen come out so much sooner." 

And of course, Ganyu obeyed. What other option even was there? Ignore the constructive criticism given to her by her master? The one who was giving her this pleasure? She almost had an orgasm at the thought. 

The thick mass pulsed in her mouth. She pushed her mouth further and further down, eventually getting over half of the rod through her perfect lips! By now, her glasses became displaced across her face, but she didn't care. The veiny cock shook in response to her progress, almost as if it were a seperate entity from the bard above her. 'It might as well be considering it's size,' she thought.

Ganyu massaged Venti's huge sack, causing him to moan. She came at the sound, leading to a blissful orgasm. But she couldn't be distracted from the mission. She continued her ritual - the praising of Venti's cock. "Sooo guh-ood." She moaned with a mouth full of food, sending vibrations through the penis.

Eventually, his bitch breaker began to inflate. Ganyu could feel the tennis balls in her hands began to churn with cum. It was time.

Cum rushed forth from the cock head and filled Ganyu's abused throat. Chunky, musky cum filled her mouth before plastering her face. She almost choked on the absolute size of the load that was given to her. Sticky semen leaked from her mouth and onto the floor, dying her pink lips white. It also soaked her lenses and face. Hopefully the janitor wouldn't mind too much!

Venti slowly pulled his rod out of her mouth, leaving a sticky strand of cum connecting his beast and his slut's mouth. Ganyu chewed on the sticky mess inside her mouth, breaking up the large chunks, before swallowing the musky slime in one gulp. She skipped dinner to study, so this was a great meal. The salty, gooey, and slightly sweet concoction had trouble sliding down her mouth, which was noticeable by Venti. He closed the distance between them and shoved his mouth into hers.

The two lovers kissed, mixing together their saliva and the remainder of Venti's cum. Something about Venti's kiss made it easier to swallow her meal. As if there was a forceful wind pushing the thick cum down.

Pulling out from the kiss, Venti smiled at his new follower while Ganyu watched on with complete obedience. With his cock beginning to harden, Ganyu knew what was coming next. The utter destruction of her virgin pussy.

Venti grabbed the hem of Ganyu's skirt and yanked it down. In an instant, Ganyu was squirming around on her knees in a mix of hers and Venti's love juices. Venti pulled her up, letting her get another big whiff of his odor. He pushed off the random clutter of books and pages and gently placed her on the desk and took off her cum-covered glasses.

Like a good slut, Ganyu naturally spread her legs. A single string of juice connected her thighs before being broken by her stretch. Some sort of instinct within her was demanding that she do so. And such instinct was instantly rewarded. In contrast to his gentle help, Venti violently shoved his dick inside of Ganyu's soaking wet clit. 

As Venti pummeled Ganyu's sweet pussy, his balls bashed her plump ass. The butt deliciously vibrated as it was struck by those huge balls. The tag team assault on Ganyu's body was one to go down in the history books.

"YES~! ❤️" She screamed. Ganyu' moaning was at maximum volume. Her cries of pleasure were so loud that they could be heard in neighboring rooms, not that anyone was in them at such an hour. "Pound me harder! Pound me like a punching bag~!"

Venti began pushing his pelvis upwards, lifting the girl from the desk with only his massive cock. Ganyu was being held up by Venti's rod! Ganyu screamed at such a feat. The pure power being displayed by such a scrawny boy was awe-inspiring. Such an arousing display of inhuman strength had to be rewarded somehow. 

"You're so strong, master! I always thought I had to protect you moans but you're a God~! ❤️"

Venti thrusted in and out of Ganyu's snatch. Her folds had a vice on his cock, squeezing the member with the force of a pair of pliers. Venti grabbed at Ganyu's nicely curved hips, using their support to pound her harder and harder. Milk gushed from her tits and saliva cascaded down her mouth, but she didn't care.

Still being held up by only his cock, Venti began rubbing at her ass. The beautifully round behind had been the desire of hundreds of students in the school. He knew that when classmates like Keqing *accidentally* slipped and fell behind Ganyu, they were checking out that butt. And now, it was all his. Venti slapped and moulded Ganyu's precious porcelain ass, leaving hand prints that would last all of tomorrow. Ganyu could only cum at his slapping, glad that he was taking stake in his property.

Not to stop the pleasure, Ganyu tried shimmying up and down his cock to little success. The obscene amount of lubrication that existed between Venti's god dick and her folds did help, but she was left with a slight feeling of emptiness as Venti played with her ass.

Noticing her frustration, Venti decided to give the blue-haired beauty all he's got. Placing Ganyu back on the table, Venti grabbed at her wide hips and thrusted as deep as he could, piercing into her womb.

"IT'S SO STRONG! IT'S SO THICK! IT'S SO BIG!" She moaned while having another massive orgasm. "My body is going to be completely reshaped into your image~! ❤️" 

"Nothing needs to be reshaped when it's already perfect, ehe~!" He purred.

"FUCK~!" She screamed out. Which Venti responded with a simple "Language~"

After another five minutes of marathon fucking Venti was ready to release his second load of the day. The familiar inflation of his length began. Ganyu shut her eyes in preparation for the flood of cum coming her way.

"It's time, my precious Cocogoat~" He whispered into her ear. "And try to be quiet at least once. We're in a library, after all."

"No *ungh* promises! ❤️"

After hearing her half promise, Venti kept on with his thrusting. The cock rubbed in and out of Ganyu's once-innocent cunt, leading her to cum one more time.

"BREED ME~! I DON'T CARE ABOUT ANYTHING BUT YOUR PLEASURE, MASTER~! If you need me to be your personal baby-making sow, I'll do it! ❤️ If you need me to be your servant slut, I'll obey! ❤️ JUST SHOOT YOUR CUM INTO MY CORRUPT PUSSY!"

Bang. Enough cum to fill up three women was launched out of Venti's cock. It absolutely stuffed Ganyu to the brim and overflowed all over the table. The girl bit her lip, hoping to contain her screams, but it was no use. A loud, primal moan was let loose into the library.

Basking in the afterglow, Ganyu pushed herself up from the battered desk to look at Venti. He was still sweating in the heat, releasing that irresistible smell, but he was also emitting something else. A shine that Ganyu could only see now. A confidence so intense that served to prove his godhood.

"I'll raise them well, master." She bowed.

"You'll be bred when I want you to be. For now, you'll only continue your studies. You're a good student, Ganyu. I want you to succeed. One of my wishes is that you don't over exert yourself. Shouldn't you be in bed by now?" He smiled.

A cute blush developed as Ganyu looked on with total dedication. She would listen to her lord and do her best. 

"Shouldn't you be in bed as well? Maybe with another one of your sluts?" She cheekily said. Venti laughed in response; a good, loud laugh.

"That's the girl I grew up knowing." He said. He looked down for a second before meeting her eyes once more. "And my second wish is that you help me with a little project of mine. You know Barbara Gunnhildr?"

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It was hot. Real hot. Unbearably hot! 

Those were the the thoughts going through Mona Megistus' head as she slowed her sprint. She was a physics major at heart, but right now, she was the one, and the only, track and field member on the field. Her other teammates, Hu Tao, Collei, and a few other members of the female track team all thought it was too hot to practice today. 

But not Mona. Oh, no. She was too proud to miss one practice; even with the random heatwave. Didn't really matter anyways since the entire school's AC system was still broken. 

So, she ran. She made her rounds in her weirdly outdated track uniform. I mean, who thought it was a good idea to still have women run around in tight booty shorts and a white crop top? It was frankly disgusting.

But, it was what she and the gang had to wear. So they would reluctantly do so. 

At least they impressed her boyfriend and member of the male track team, Scaramouche.

And it wasn't like the clothes didn't look good on her. On the contrary - they looked great! Mona had a naturally round bubble butt that was only bettered by the exercise she did. The pants stuck to her like a second skin, showing off her supple thighs and, as she heard some perverted kids describe, baby-bearing hips. The crop top helped emphasize her toned stomach without pulling too much attention to her flat chest. 

Yeah, she was a bit jealous that it wasn't as big as the likes of Ganyu's or Lumine's, but she had a perfect ass. One that was only comparable to Hu Tao's.

After one last lap, the heat finally set in. Sweat rolled down her entire body. Her black hair stuck to her scalp with her two long pigtails sticking to her back, curving at her ass. Some loose strands of hair even stuck to her face, obscuring a bit of her vision.

Making her way to the change room, Mona, blinded by the heat and her own hair, stumbled on into the chamber without much care. Unbeknownst to her, she just waltzed right into the boys' locker room.

The first thing she noticed when she walked in was a cold breeze. It was as if the air conditioning was on - at full blast as well! Pushing the hair away from her face, she looked around the room, relishing in its coolness. There was no buzzing in the locker room, confusing Mona. But, she didn't care. As long as it was cold somewhere in this cursed school.

She huffed and sat down on the tiled floor to do some stretches. After all, stretching's important for an athlete who works as hard as she does!

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Venti was finishing up a shower, letting the warm water flow over him. Where was he showering? In the boy's locker room, of course. Last he checked, he was the only one in here (seeing as no one wanted to go outside). But the hot winds... They could be manipulated for certain people. And he sure was one of those people! Back to the shower; he liked the locker room's showers. They were better than the broken one he had the share with Albedo.

Turning the water off, Venti felt his cold wind blow over him. He left the shower, wrapping a white towel around himself, taking good care to holster his monster cock. He thought of Barbara and Ganyu, his precious followers, and wondered what they were doing. It's been a few days since he visited any of them. He for one should've been attending an important law lecture with Ms. Furina, but a shower really was better. After all, only reason he attended those classes was to tease the teacher anyways.

Sighing in relief, he walked out of the showering area and towards the change room to get his clothes. Upon walking into said room, he was greeted with an interesting sight.

A certain athlete, in the middle of a downwards dog stretch, who was sticking her succulent ass into the air right in front of Venti's now smirking face. 

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Mona never noticed the sound of the shower going off, nor the fact that she wasn't the only person in the chambers. She didn't notice until she poked her head in between those two toned thighs of hers and saw the playful, upsidedown grin of Venti. Jumping back and onto her butt, she looked a Venti, mouth agape.

"Wh-what are you doing in the girls' locker room?!" She blurted in surprise. Venti kept that trickster grin plastered on his face, relishing in Mona's mistake.

"You sure you're in the girls' locker room, Ms. Megistus?" He sneered.

Mona jumped back on her feet and rushed outside to dispel Venti's lies. Unfortunately for her, he was right.

She ran back inside of the boys' locker room, sliding on her knees across the smooth floor, begging Venti to keep this secret.

"C'mon! You can't tell anybody! It was a mistake; I swear! It was so hot and I couldn't see properly and-" Venti cut off her rambling by raising his hand. Immediately, Mona had shut her mouth and looked at Venti expectantly.

Still grinning with glee, Venti slowly spoke. "Well... I guess I could let this slide. But you've still got stretches to finish, don't you? How's about... I watch as you finish your stretches and not a word of this... ahem, incident is leaked?" He proposed.

Mona, now blushing furiously, looked at the bard with a new disdain. 

"Ah? Really? I never struck you as a pervert! A lazy slacker, sure. But a disgusting pig?! I-I'm reporting you to the Shogun!" 

"You're the one who came into the boys' locker room! What have I done? Encouraged you to stretch?" He laughed.

Venti did have a point, even if it sickened Mona to the core. She should show him and just walk straight out. Her friends would back her up; it truly was a simple accident. The rooms are right next to one another and it was a hot day!

But something deep within Mona told her she should. Was it really that bad to stretch in front of a boy? 

"Well? My offer still stands..." Venti said with a smile.

"You-you're disgusting!" She yelled while Venti just brushed off the insult. "This is blackmail!"

"And?"

"A-and..? I, uh..." Mona's mind went blank. The two sides of her mind were fighting out for control. Something about Venti's confidence was making her rational mind falter, leading her to concede to his perverse request. "F-f-fine..." She said, defeated.

Venti smirked at Mona once more, his dick hardening at the sight of her defeat. "Well? Get on with it~!" 

Mona began where she left off - with the downwards dog. She tried to face her ass away from Venti's gaze, but he just shifted his position so that he could get a face full.

Her tight shorts hugged at her ass, accentuating its bubbly shape. Venti could even see a slight camel toe begin to form as she went deeper into the stretch. The shorts absolutely hugged her rear, sinking into the crease of her ass and pussy, much to Venti's delight.

Knowing Venti was watching her butt, Mona became frustrated at him, but also slightly aroused. Why was she feeling this way? She pushed the thought aside, wanting to get it over with already.

As Venti kept watching the show, he decided to add some fun. Turning down the cool winds, he began summoning some heat into the room. 'To improve the ambience,' he thought to himself.

Although the change in temperature wasn't super noticeable at first, Mona started to feel the heat. She attributed it to the massive blush forming on her face.

Next, Mona sat down in a crisscross, planning to stretch her legs. She lengthened one leg out and reached over with her hands, bending her torso forward in the process. Venti squatted down to continue his visual raping of the poor girl.

From a mix of arousal, embarrassment, anger, and the temperature, Mona began sweating. Sweat began to form all over her body, giving her skin a tantalizing shine.

Finishing up with the leg stretches, Mona turned to face Venti. Still sitting on the floor, she saw a wet spot on the towel where Venti's cock would be. 'This perv's tiny dick has already shot!' she thought.

"Hey, Venti!" She sneered. Although it wasn't very intimidating with that massive blush on her sweat-covered face. "You already came out of that tiny dick of yours or something?" She teased.

Venti, unaffected by her jeers, only smirked in response.

"You want to see that tiny dick or something?" He asked, putting emphasis on the word 'tiny.'

This made the rest of Mona's face red. Was he challenging her or something? She noticed that the wet spot on Venti's towel only began to grow bigger and bigger. 'Was he still cumming?'

"F-f-fine..." She stuttered out. "Show me that pathetic ding-a-ling of yours!" 

Not one to back down from a challenge, Venti unfolded his towel, dropping it to the floor. What she saw in its place was a massive schlong that drooped under its own weight. Even half flaccid, it measured like 11 inches in size. 

Mona was shocked from the sight in front of her. Her body reacted immediately, sending a flood of juices down her thighs, puddling on the floor. Her small nipples became rock hard and her pussy throbbed in anticipation.

"Well? What do you think~?"

"Wh-what... What..?" She blabbed out, unable to form a coherent sentence. "You came though... I saw the stain..?"

"Oh, that? I think that was just my pre from looking at your breedable ass. Here! You can make sure if you want." He lifted his huge cock with both of his hands, slapping it into Mona's flabbergasted face.

As the member came into contact with her face, it left a smear of sticky pre-cum across her cheeks and lips. With a quick sniff, Mona found her self moaning at the smell. Tentatively, she licked her lips, squirming under the manly taste.

Mona wanted more. She needed to taste more. She carefully grabbed Venti's cock, much to his joy, and wrapped her delicate hands around the base, pumping it to full mass.

As she pumped the beast, it pulsed back in response. Every pulse sent shivers through her horny body, as if the cock was communicating praise with her. A gentle breeze flowed over her as she stroked his cock. It was nice. It was bliss.

After around half a minute of careful, silent stroking, the beast was fully erect. It shot out a huge glob of pre-cum as thanks, covering Mona's face in the clear substance. She moaned at the impact, getting some in her agape mouth, not that she minded. Sloshing the goo around his mouth, she savoured the masculine musk flavour.

"You know what to do with it, don't you?" He asked the astrologist in training. She shook her tomato red face.

"I c-can't do it..." She mumbled, pre-cum dripping from her face as she spoke. "M-my boyfriend... I have a boyfriend! And you're a pervert! I-I just can't!"

Venti, unmoving, grabbed her hands which were still resting on his cock. His soft hands moved hers back and forth against his foreskin, helping guide them.

Like an angel on her shoulder, he whispered to Mona in his sing-song voice, "You know you want to~ Just give in!" 

Against her better judgement, when Venti let go off her little hands, she continued to follow the jerking motion. She began speeding up, vigorously rubbing her hands across his massive dick. Her pussy dripped wildly, begging for release. Her mouth was agape in awe at the beast before her, not caring about any consequences.

"That's it, Mona. You're such a good girl~ ❤️" Venti praised. Mona only furrowed her eyebrows, huffing in embarrassment. 

She continued her stroking. Tongue slowly lolling out of her mouth. She secretly begged for him to cum. With the pleasure building up in his cock, Venti let out a deep moan. One that caused Mona herself to twitch in pleasure.

Finally, his balls began pumping out baby batter, sending it through the meat tunnel. Days' worth of pent up cum was shot out of his dick, spraying Mona like a power washer. Venti moaned at the release while Mona was pushed back from the sheer force of the load. Mona screamed at the display of power. Such a magnificent load! All for her! This moment would be imprinted into her very being.

"That was... moans something..." She stuttered out.

Covered in cum from head to toe, Mona shakily rose back on her feet. Even without intercourse, she felt as if she just ran a marathon. Venti walked over, helping to pull her up and support her from falling on that pretty butt of hers. He grabbed at her fat ass, squeezing the cheek in his palm.

"Why don't we get you washed up? You're soaked!" He giggled. Mona tried to resist, to save what little pride she had, but she couldn't. She was too deep now.

Although she kept her rebellious attitude, she was much more subservient than earlier. She let Venti lead her to the showers and strip her of her cum clothes. As Venti took off her drenched panties, he couldn't help but let out a little laugh.

"It looks like my load wasn't the only thing you were soaked in~" He said with a wink. Mona blushed like she was about to burst and looked down, completely embarrassed.

Venti gently brought her into the shower with him and turned on the water. Venti massaged at her body, rubbing off the cum from her stomach and back. Meanwhile, his spare hand grabbed at her irresistible bubble butt, groping it. Mona could only moan in response. 

Due to her moans, Venti's little friend began to harden once more. It slowly rose up, finding its way between Mona's large thighs, grinding against her folds.

"V-Venti... I need it~ Please~!" She begged. Venti nodded, slowly thrusting back and forth. The grinding made Mona gush, leaking slick juice that represented her desire. "S-shove it in already!"

At he request, Venti lifted the slim girl up and slammed his rod into her snatch. Mona cried out in pleasure, screaming at the top of her lungs. That majestic beast had finally entered her; become one with her. She felt complete. Like a missing piece had been put into place.

Venti continued his rhythmic thrusting, battering Mona's pussy. Her hole would never be the same after this. Forever to wide for anything but Venti's cock. But always as tight as new for the God himself.

In the midst of their sinful act, Venti felt the wind warn him. Faint footsteps could be heard just outside the shower room. Venti reluctantly pulled his hand off of Mona's moons and clamped her mouth shut. Although Mona got the message, she couldn't cease her moaning. The pleasure was just too great. 

"Hello? Anyone in there?" Mona's eyes lit up at the sound of his voice. It was Scaramouche calling.

"Yea?" Venti answered nonchalantly as if he wasn't fucking his girlfriend. "I'm just here grunts taking a shower." 

Even if Venti wanted to save Mona's grace, he never relented with his thrusts, continuously pounding her like she owed him money. Mona chomped down on her lip, desperate to hide her moans of immense pleasure.

"Shouldn't you be - you know what? Nevermind. Do you know where Mona is? The girls said she'd be out here, but I can't find her." 

"No grunt idea. Sure she's not in the girls' room?" Venti answered.

"Hu went checking for her there. She hasn't come out yet though." He sighed. "I swear that bitch is never there when I need her. Should've picked up Hu Tao over her." He said, chuckling.

'The fuck did he just call me?' Mona thought, her eyes as wide as hockey pucks. For a moment, her lust became rage. Venti reacted by pushing deeper into her, causing her to flex her abs.

"What do you mean by that?" Venti asked, trying to diffuse the situation.

"Look. Mona's hot, as you clearly know, but she's got an annoying attitude. She's always doing this and that, and it's getting a bit annoying. She should be spending more time with me, but she'll be somehow busy. She's got too much bite, you know?"

Thrust. Venti shoved his length deep into Mona's pussy, thoroughly rubbing her walls. Mona wanted to scream at Scaramouche and scream for Venti. 'What right does he have to talk like this? Did he only ever care about my looks?' Luckily, Venti kept his hand nice and tight around her little mouth.

"You grunt better not let her hear that, ehe~ She probably wouldn't like that..." 

"Yea, yea. Is it a crime to want to spend time with your girl?" As Venti heard the Scaramouche's footsteps fade, he uncovered Mona's mouth. Mona, still being pumped in and out of, moaned, as Venti removed his hand.

"I'm busy because I'm busy! What right does he have to call me names about it?" She shot out angrily. Venti grabbed her by her two flowing strands of hair and pulled her head up, looking right into the shower. Mona came at Venti's control, relinquishing her will to him. In unison with an upcoming thrust, he pushed Mona into the shower wall, using the force as leverage to slam his length as deep as he could.

"Has Scaramouche done anything like this with you before?" He asked.

"NO! We've only ever moan kissed! He's too scared to abuse me like you do~!" She screamed.

"Do you miss him?" He questioned.

"I did until you shoved that fat dick into my virgin hole~! ❤️ Scaramouche is a moan worm compared to you, Venti! His dick's probably the size of shaven pencil! I've moan never seen moan him bulge~! ❤️"

Hearing her acceptance, Venti mashed his cock further into her lithe body. Mona would not be able to participate in any more

practices, that's for sure. Smashing her womb, Venti twisted his dick around, trying to hit every spot. Mona kept moaning, as always. She was completely engulfed by the pleasure.

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On the other side of the thin shower walls, a short brunette girl was listening in. Hu Tao, Mona's track teammate, was herself in the shower. The difference was that she was pleasuring herself. 

Vigorously shoving her digits in her snatch, she came and came again at the sinful symphony on the other side of the walls. She heard everything. The squelching of Venti's cock, the pounding on the opposite wall, and, of course, Mona's screams of pure pleasure.

Hu Tao came twice, going for three, while masturbating to the sounds. She felt a distant wanting for what Mona had, birthing a slight jealousy.

As Hu Tao reached her third climax, she moaned out, not in pleasure, but in wanting. She wanted Venti to fuck her senseless. She needed it.

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"Hearing you moan is like music to my ears, Moaning Mona~" Venti sung, causing Mona's face to heat up. Venti's compliments made Mona feel things, unlike when Scaramouche tried to say anything about her. Deep down, she knew he was superficial; that he didn't care about her aspirations. However, Venti made her feel. Even if he was fucking her like an animal, she could tell he fucked with care.

"Moan~ Do it, master~! Cum in me like you cummed all over my face~!" She screamed. "I won't be able to run for a month after this~! ❤️"

Happy to help, Venti sped up his attack. Cum began to accumulate, ready to fire on a whim. Venti took a final deep plunge, hitting the back of Mona's womb. She screamed, begging to be filled with his goo - to be claimed by him instead of Scaramouche. 

Venti shot his cum, painting Mona white. Chunks of hot cum spurted out of her pussy, falling onto the shower floor. The cum was so thick that it didn't even immediately get washed down the drain, clogging it up. Mona came again and again. She was in a state of pure bliss. This had to be like her 8th orgasm today or something. Seeing the cum clog the drain gave her her 9th.

Her pussy and ass were glued together with strands of white hot cum. Mashing her feet on the drain, she tried to break up the chunks. She moaned as the cum touched her bare feet. Feeling the fat globs between her feet nearly gave her her 10th.

"It's so thick and beautiful, Venti~" She moaned out. Venti pat her head, admiring the sexy athlete that he claimed in front of him. 

"Ignore that idiot. Devotion doesn't need to be the only thing in your life. Live freely. Pursue your ambitions and devote yourself as you wish. Your life, your rules." He smiled.

"But, master! I want to devote my entire life to you! I want to help you whenever I can!" Said Mona, clinging onto Venti's small form. She rubber her small tits on his body, hoping to please him.

"You will work as before. Only this time, think of it like you getting a new hobby, Mona." Venti said in a commanding tone. Mona gave a confident *hmph,* agreeing to his terms. Her vibrant blush was still on full display, partly due to Venti's enormously arousing confidence. "Now - let's actually get cleaned up~!"

Venti slapped Mona's ass one last time before lathering her up with soap, ready to wash away her second cum bath.

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"I'm out, Venti. We've been at this for way too long." Albedo said with a sigh. The aspiring scientist threw down his notes in frustration. The boiling chemistry room was empty, save for the two remaining groups. Group 1, consisting of Venti and his roommate/science whizz, Albedo. Meanwhile, Group 2 had the likes of the wonderful Deaconess, Barbara, and her two best friends, Noelle and Sucrose.

The only reason why Venti was sitting in this furnace of a classroom was because Albedo always had to go for that extra credit, which was good for a slacker like him who didn't want to put into the effort for a good grade. Why participate in the lab when your partner did the good work for you?

As for the girls, well, Sucrose was known for having a silent rivalry with Albedo. Both excelled in the sciences, but Sucrose always lost out by a hair.

Venti groaned, displeased at how easily his partner was giving up. For this project, Professor Lisa said it was all in or nothing; you either had to do the regular work or put in the effort all the way. The goal? Make slime concentrate - one the purest form of slime apart from a living slime! Of course, Albedo being Albedo, had to take on the impossible task presented by Lisa.

"You're the one who suggested we do this stupid thing!" Venti puffed. Albedo shot him the kinda look that said 'you didn't even do anything' which was fair.

"Look. I'd be fine with sitting here through the evening if it weren't 40°C! We're literally boiling frogs! I'm scared that the temperature will keep rising. You know how poorly this room is ventilated." Albedo explained.

From across the room, Venti heard the wind carry another plea to leave: "I think we'll be going out too, Sucrose. It's just way too hot in here." Said Noelle. Barbara nodded in agreement before shooting Venti a knowing look.

"If you want to complete the process so badly, why don't you figure it out?" Albedo asked, standing up from his desk and looking down at the bard. "After all, you did soo much for the team so far."

"Fine. Leave your notes and I'll have a look." He decided, brushing away one of his teal locks. 

Albedo, Noelle, and Barbara shuffled out of the room, with Albedo waving goodbye to both Venti and Sucrose, the latter blushing at his farewell. When the other two exited the room, the idol looked back, shooting a Venti a smile and a wink before skipping out, closing the door.

Immediately after the three left, Sucrose jumped out of her seat, walking over the Venti's spot. Her lab coat snuggly hugged her curves, leaving nothing to the imagination. The sweaty cloak clung to her form, showing off her budding breasts and decently wide hips. They weren't amazing, but the form-fitting coat, mixed with the seductive sway of her hips, made Sucrose look at sweet as sugar.

The girl sat down next to Venti and cleared her throat. "I, uh, can I have a look at your group's notes? I'm also a bit lost." She said, whispering that last part. "Maybe we could rack our brains together and figure things out?"

Seeing her so close, Venti could see how moist Sucrose's lab coat was. He could see through the cover! Venti had a slight glimpse at her lacy black bra as she leaned forward. The undergarment beautifully encased her spheres, creating a contrast between them and her spotless white skin. Most people forgo'd their lab coats in this heat, not that Lisa cared whether you wore them or not. Venti himself was wearing a lime short-sleeve and gym shorts. But Sucrose was a teacher's pet. She always wore that thick lab coat, no matter if she was stuck in a heatwave or not.

"Sure. I don't care." 

"R-really? You're lending me Albedo's notes?" 

"Yea. As long as you help me finish this stupid thing." Venti said, pulling at his shirt to cool himself down. 

Sucrose went for the notes, stretching her arm across the table to grab them. However, in doing so, she also got a bit too close to Venti's sweaty body. A gust of Venti's odour found itself in her nose. Sucrose inhaled the musk, suddenly getting dizzy. Pulling the notes back, she struggled to read what was on them. Something about a gooey consistency? Add liquid while it's stiff?

"You okay there, Sucrose?" Venti honestly asked. Sometimes he forgot how irresistible his musk was to the girls.

"Y-yea... I'm fine..." She drunkenly replied.

"Yawn So I'm thinking we're heating the slime too much. Lisa described it as stiff, not rock hard. You listening?" Yea, Sucrose was paying attention. Something about stiff and rock hard. "And I don't think it's gooey enough after adding liquid. Albedo must've messed up on the math and yawn put too little liquid. Should be sticky enough to form strands. Right, Sucrose?"

"Y-yea... Sticky and hard..." She said with glazed-over eyes. Venti finally looked over, widening his eyes after realizing what was up. 'So that's why Barbara winked at me..." He thought, too caught up with the chemistry to remember the idol's wish.

"Hey, Sucrose?" Venti said, turning up the charm. "You know... It might help if we have something to compare the final product with. Something else sticky like the slime... Maybe something hard too?"

Sucrose's cheeks went pink, understanding the innuendo. At least her stench-clouded mind could still pick up on those. She began squirming in place, her bottom lips beginning to moisten. Rubbing her two thighs together, she looked down, afraid to look Venti in the eyes. Her glasses fogged from her hot face, blurring her already blurry vision. 

The smell continued to invade her nostrils and mouth. Sucrose began panting due to the heat, sucking in the masculine flavour of the air. It was thick; you could cut it with a knife. Venti patted her head, running his fingers through her light green hair. Sucrose moaned at his touch, squirming even more as he rubbed her scalp.

"I, ah, guess that could moan help." She whimpered out. "Some lab comparisons... What exactly do you have in mind?"

"Kneel." He stated. With one word, Sucrose found herself weak in the legs. She collapsed onto the lab floor, unable, unwilling, to get back up. Still avoiding Venti's gaze, she panted like a dog. Venti, now sporting a serious erection, shimmied down his shorts, slapping Sucrose in the face as his length popped out of his pants and smearing her cheek with a fat glob of pre-cum. Sucrose moaned at its touch, her hot breath pressing on the dick. "You know what to do now, don't you?"

Indeed, she did. Sucrose started lapping at the cock head like it was oasis water in the desert. And she was parched. Then, Sucrose moved her head down to the balls, feeling the heavy mass of the beast rest on her head. Her goat-like ears fluttered at the excitement of having such a monstrous object laying atop her. As she sucked and slathered the balls with her spit, Venti's cock pulsed. Every pulse felt like a shock to her soul. She relished in the smell and taste of Venti's sack. It was salty, bitter, yet somehow sweet. Her nostrils flared as his sweaty balls stunk up her face.

Bringing her mouth back to the tip. Sucrose continued to service the head, desperately sucking at it like a calf sucks for milk. The taste was exhilarating! It made her feel alive!

"You've practiced, haven't you~?" Venti slyly mentioned. Sucrose moaned at his words, taking them as a sign that she was doing well.

In a muffled voice, she mumbled, "I practiced for my crush." Sucrose continued to choke on Venti's rod, pushing her throat deeper and deeper. She hit the record for deepest first take, getting around 12 inches of his rock hard meat into her mouth. Pleased by her display of skill, Venti pulled off her lab coat and began to rub her tits through the lacy bra. 

"Lemme guess... Hmm... Albedo?" Sucrose gagged a bit before resuming her ministrations. It wasn't like she hid her crush super well, but for Venti to guess it immediately, well how many other people knew?

Without her coat, Venti could appreciate Sucrose's lovely body even more. Although she wasn't the best in any asset, she was cute all the same. Sucrose had a nice balance in everything. A cute, shy face, adorable breasts, those nice, grabable hips, and her squishy arse. 

Wearing a matching pair of lace panties, Venti could clearly identify a large, sticky puddle that formed between her legs. Bending down to have a peak, Venti quickly ripped off them off (much to her dismay), leaving strands of pussy juice to stretch out.

"Looks like you've got some sticky stuff for us to use!" He joked, garnering a grunt from Sucrose as she continued to lick away at his monster cock.

"But I want yours~! ❤️" She moaned out.

"Then earn it." He commanded back, leading to Sucrose sending a moan up his cock.

Venti could sense someone drawing near the classroom. The wind did warn him when he needed it the most. He pushed Sucrose's body under the desk, shifting his chair forwards to block the sight of a naked, dripping Sucrose giving him a blow job. Right on cue, Noelle walked in, looking around worriedly.

Much of the room had been aerated with Venti's musk. That, plus the smell of Sucrose's arousal, gave the room a smell that hit Noelle like a truck. She felt a tingle developing inside her core; like a need for something. She couldn't pinpointing what and didn't dare find out.

"Where's Sucrose?" She asked? Venti, with his out-of-view hand, pumped Sucrose's head back and forth on his cock. Sucrose, not to be a slacker, licked the member all over with her tongue, swirling it like a lollipop. 

"No, ah, idea, ehe~" He managed out. It was hard not moaning out loud at Sucrose's tonguing.

"What? Weren't you in here with her?" She shot back, annoyed.

The wet, hot hole of Sucrose's mouth was bound to lead to an orgasm. Sucrose grabbed Venti's balls, feeling the huge amount of cum being produced inside. The balls sunk into her palm like a water balloon. They were ready~

"I told you. I've got no idea." He confidently replied, brushing away his locks of teal-tinted hair.

By now, Noelle was rubbing her legs together from both the smells and the unease. Something was wrong here. She just couldn't place her finger on what. Maybe if she wasn't so dizzy, she'd be able to think more clearly. 

"F-f-fine. You probably dozed off again and didn't notice her leave..." Not wanting to stay much longer, Noelle reluctantly accepted the vague answer. She spun on her heel, turning towards the door. At that same moment, Venti came, shooting his huge load into Sucrose's waiting mouth.

"HNNGH~" Venti moaned, doing his best to keep his mouth shut as the semen splattered into her mouth. The cum was stinky and chunky, just as Sucrose had hoped for. But, it was too much. Cum leaked out, causing her to cough and gag. The especially big chunks of baby batter plopped down onto the floor with an audible splosh. Sucrose came at the load, soaking the floor below her with transparent slick. Reacting quickly, Venti sweeped a bottle of slime onto the floor, masking the sounds of sin. 

"Whoops~" He cheekily said.

Noelle spun back around at the sound. She could smell a growing stink; one that only fueled the burning fire inside of her. Her brain, still ladden with the intense smell emanating from the room, couldn't focus on anything. There was Venti, with a goofy smile on his face (although that was normal) and a broken bottle of slime on the floor. There also seemed the be these white chunks...

You know what? It was getting hard to breathe. The heat was gnawing away at her insides. She had to get some fresh air and maybe some privacy to, ahem, relieve herself.

"Uh... I won't tell..." She mumbled before leaving the room, closing the door on the way out.

The cum in Sucrose's mouth was so strong~! It was like she could feel little swimmers moving around as she held it there. Swishing it around like mouthwash, Sucrose basked in the intense aroma. She wanted her mouth to taste this musky forever. 

Sucrose rose out from under the table, face and neck absolutely drenched in cum. The virile white liquid was soaking into her bra, creating a bright contrast behind the black fabric. She was wearing an equally goofy smile, one that said that she was proud of what she had accomplished. Holding a glob of cum in her hands, she stretched her fingers as far as possible, testing the strength. Once a scientist, always a scientist. Of course, it never broke, though.

Not to leave the panties alone, Venti ripped off the bra, breaking it forever. This time, Sucrose didn't feel that bad about losing it. 'Bras were replaceable, this experience would not be.' She reasoned.

Venti pulled Sucrose into a hug, rubbing his and her body together. Their forms melded together, sweat mixing. Venti pulled his lips to Sucrose's left ear, whispering into it.

"About that crush... Let's say I got it wrong. Do you have a crush on me~?" He said, ideas of sex oozing out of his voice and into Sucrose's brain. She was grinding on his massive cock, rubbing back and forth, replacing the saliva with her own juices.

"Y-yes~ ❤️" She whispered back. She sucked at Venti's neck, trying to get as much of him into her as possible.

Venti sucked at Sucrose's earlobe, whispering nothings as he shifted her body. He bent the girl over the lab bench, soothingly rubbing along her goat ears. His hands moved down, causing a wanton moan to rumble out of Sucrose's cum-filled mouth. His hands found themselves on each of her cheeks, leading to a quick pinch on her butt. 'I came at just that. How powerful is this boy?'

Venti lined up his cock with her swollen lips. He teased them before Sucrose let out a cry for mercy. 

"P-please, my lord~ Shove it in me~ U-use me like a cock sleeve~ We need the samples, after all~ ❤️"

Forcefully, Venti shoved his cock into Sucrose's virgin hole. The tightness of her pussy was incredible. It squeezed his cock, begging for his precious semen.

"YES~! ❤️" She moaned. "THIS COCK IS SO GOOD~! Master~! Your cock is whipping my pussy into shape~ ❤️ It's forcing me into your loyal cock slave~! All I'll be able to think about is this cock ripping away at my tight pussy hole and destroying any ounce of innocence I had left~!!! 💓💕 I've already cum from just the insertion~! ❤️"

That's what Venti liked to hear~ Driving his length into her soaking snatch, Venti's only goal was to make Sucrose cum as much as possible. Plap, plap, plap went Venti's ball sack as they slammed themselves above her clean-cut vagina, leaving a scorching red mark on her womb. The mark would claim her as one of his own; one that could only be touched by Barbatos himself.

Sucrose felt her womb being penetrated. She felt the balls searing their shape onto the skin where her womb was. It felt as if Venti's cock was doing its best to claim as much of her pussy and womb as it could - to make sure no one ever messed with it again. Who was that person she clung on to so desperately? The one she formed a meaningless rivalry with just to get his attention? It didn't matter. All she needed was Venti now...

Already at her fourth climax since Venti entered her hole, Sucrose could feel the dick inflating as it became ready to release. The veins pulsed, striking her insides like whips. The cock grew in width, pushing her pussy to the limit.

Ready to cum, Venti pulled at Sucrose's hair, bringing her into a kiss. Fighting tongue to tongue, Venti pressed hers down in a show of dominance. Sucrose came once more at his display of power, lubricating the way for Venti's cock the push through her womb and into the back.

Venti fired his massive load down Sucrose's insides, creating a tsunami of thick cream that flowed through her like a river. The cum washed her from womb to toe, baptizing her in Venti's blessing.

"IT'S SO MUCH~!!!" She screamed out at the top of her lungs. A passerby might've mistaken the yell as a symptom of stress, but Venti knew it was a symptom of acceptance. Her foggy glasses cleared, thanks to a mysterious wind, allowing her to see her lord in all his glory. She took in the beautiful sight in front of her, imprinting the memory into her mind.

Pulling out of his cock sleeve, long strands formed between the hole and his beast; a reminder for what just happened. Sucrose's pussy was absolutely destroyed, but what's done was done. And Sucrose didn't want it any other way.

Scooping up a glob of Venti's cum, Sucrose scraped it off into a petri dish. "S-sample moan acquired~ ❤️" She said, leaning into Venti's open arms, rubbing herself upon her new master.

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"Look, Barb. I really don't like your boyfriend. Something about him is... off..." A concerned Noelle said.

The two were in their dorm room, with Barbara sitting crisscross on her bed and Noelle pacing around the room. Barbara, just having gotten out of a shower, was wearing only a white bathrobe, having not even done her iconic pigtails yet. Meanwhile , Noelle still had her day clothes on, a black tank top and jean shorts. She hadn't had the chance yet to masturbate after her strange encounter with Venti in that empty chemistry lab earlier today. She's been too jumpy. Something about the look on his face and the smell, oh the smell, of the room. There was something wrong going on there. Plus, Noelle had yet to find Sucrose and she never responded to any of her calls or texts!

"You're acting weird, Noelle. You sure you didn't get anything up your nose or something~?" Barbara playfully teased. Noelle blushed at her accusation. 'It isn't like she knows... Right?'

"Ok, ok. Maybe I was crazy or something. But you deserve someone better than that... that... slacker! Right? He never does anything, always leeching off of Albedo, and he skips all the time! You've got a bright future and you're smart. Why are you throwing all that away for him? He's a bad influence on you, Barb. I've seen you slacking; sneaking off to meet with him sometimes. Think about your future!"

"Alright, mom," Barbara sneered. "Why do you care if I, quote on quote, sneak off to meet him? You don't know Venti like I know him!"

Noelle stopped, dead in her tracks. Barbara was right. She shouldn't be sticking her head into other peoples' business. But she was always so protective of Barbara. Best friends since childhood! How could she not be this passionate for her friend's livelihood? Especially if she was trying to defend her from a creep like Venti.

"I'm just looking out for you, Barbara." She pleaded back.

"Well... Maybe if you knew if him better, you'd understand why I actually like him." Barbara responded, wearing a devious smirk. Something about that look gave Noelle a chill down her spine. "I'll invite him over so we can clear the air~" 

"That'd be... uh... I don't think one talk can make me change my mind, Barbara. He's lazy and you know it." Noelle's voice faltered at the end there. The idea of meeting Venti was making her nervous. What was that smell earlier? And why did it make her feel so weird?

"Too late~ He's coming over to say hi. Maybe then you can apologize for always being so rude to him." Barbara sung with a smile.

"Great..."

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A knock on the door signaled Venti's arrival. Barbara opened the door, still in her bathrobe, revealing a bouquet of dandelions and grass. Venti walked in, wearing the lime tee and gym shorts he wore earlier today. Handing Barbara the bouquet of weeds, Venti greeted the two girls.

"Sorry about the intrusion... I got some flowers, ehe~"

"They're lovely, Ven-"

"They're weeds you picked off the lawn." Noelle plainly interrupted.

"Yea! Handpicked! Could you ask for a better present?"

"I love them~!" Barbara said, giving Venti a peck on the cheek.

"Glad someone appreciates my work." He smiled back. "So... Why exactly did you call me over, my dear Deaconess?"

"Well... I just wanted to settle the bad blood between you and my best friend! Noelle doesn't think of you that highly, and I hope you can both be friends! Help her relieve some of that stress she always has~"

Venti's presence made Noelle stiff. His free attitude, his confidence, that smirk. Noelle couldn't shake the feeling that he and Barbara had planned something. Like this was one big prank. She looked the bard over. He seemed normal enough. But that expression. 'Something's up,' she concluded.

"I'll just step into the washroom for a bit to freshen up... You two can talk it out in the meantime..." Noelle shyly shuffled into the washroom, hoping to get away from the awkward situation. The door closed with an audible locking sound. Barbara looked towards her lord, blushing. If Noelle didn't want to talk directly, maybe there was a way to pique her interest.

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Getting out of the steamy shower, Noelle wrapped herself up with a towel. It was a bit too small and pressed a bit too tightly on her medium breasts, pushing them up. It also only reached right below her ass, barely covering upper thigh. She had a nice body, she would admit that, but the towel had made it way too alluring. Realizing she forgot to bring some clean clothes with her into the washroom, she thought that maybe Barbara could pass her some. 

Approaching the locked door, Noelle heard something that she'd never be able to unhear. The sensual moaning of her best friend. She heard Barbara cry with obscene pleasure. Next, she got a whiff of that dizzying smell from earlier. The musky scent of sex. 'Were they doing it right now?' Noelle questioned.

Sure, she knew about these things. Who didn't at this age? But for pure, innocent Barbara to be fucking that slacker right outside the washroom door? While she knew that her best friend was behind said door? That's a different level a debauchery. 

"Yes! Suck my juices! They're yours!" Noelle heard through the door. The sounds and smells of their intercourse caused a dormant flame to reignite inside of Noelle. The burning between her legs from earlier restarted, only this time, stronger. A small puddle began to form, sticking her thighs together like glue. As she nervously rubbed her two thick thighs together, twirling at her wet, undone white hair, she stifled at moan. She was completely aroused.

"You taste amazing, my idol~" 

"Your tongue is umph godly, my lord~"

Noelle couldn't bare it any longer. She stuffed two digits between her towel, rubbing her soaking pussy. The thick odour seeped through the door frame, engulfing the washroom in a salty musk. Noelle would rub extra hard whenever she heard Venti or Barbara moan out in pleasure, feeling their emotions through their voices. 

"I'm moan cumming, Venti~!"

"Let it omph out, my love~!"

In unison, both Noelle and Barbara came, with the former soaking her white towel. Riding her high, Noelle slumped down onto the washroom floor, basking in the bliss. 'That was the best orgasm of my life!' She thought to herself. Yet, a part of her felt guilty. Before she could reflect on her guilt, however, almost magically, the lock on the door began to unfasten. It was like the wind was turning the lock! Unlocked, the door flung open, revealing a soaked Noelle to the two lovers. Except, they didn't look concerned or surprised. No. They looked happy to see her.

"Care to join us, bestie~?" Barbara said in a sultry tone, fully nude. Venti, also wearing his birthday suit, beckoned her over. His face was moist with Barbara's juices, yet he looked as dominant as ever. Feeling obligated, Noelle obeyed. She didn't know why, but something about Venti felt different. Like he had taken off a disguise or something. Instead of the weird perversion she felt before, she had a longing for the bard. She felt that she had to make up for her earlier transgressions and the violation of their privacy. She felt that it was her fault that she heard them fucking on the other side of the thin door and that, now, she had to repent.

"Noelle... You have such a beautiful body~" Venti whispered. "Why don't you let it breathe for me~" 

A gust of wind blew open her towel, revealing her naked form to the two. Her breasts bounced as they were released, tits hardening in the air. Surprised, Noelle separated her legs, revealing just how wet she was

"Noelle~" said Barbara. "I need your help handling our master's massive fuck stick~ He's so horny and needs us to release his vile cum~!"

Noelle, with glazed-over eyes, nodded. "Of course. Whatever he needs, I'll serve."

Smiling, Venti brought out his dick. The huge cock hung over the two girls, slumping under its own weight. Pre-cum bubbled up at the tip, dripping out like syrup. Barbara took the initiative, diving in and sucking at Venti's cock tip. The pre tasted divine, like Ambrosia. Pulling her lips off with a satisfying ah, Barbara pulled Noelle into a deep kiss, sharing Venti's pre-cum. Their tongues swirled with eachother, best friend on best friend.

"Doesn't our lord taste delightful~?" Barbara asked, pulling out from the kiss.

"Y-yes~ He's everything you described him as..." She dreamily answered.

"You can have a go at his length. I'll go for the balls~" Barbara ordered. Noelle shoved that cock as deep as she could into her hot mouth. She panted as the dick touched her tongue, savouring in its flavour. Meanwhile, Barbara was caressing Venti's fat balls, feeling them churn in pleasure. She could hear them preparing for the load ahead. She lapped at the sacks, enjoying their weight and odour.

Although Noelle couldn't fit her mouth, no one could say that she didn't try. Slurping Venti's manhood like a noodle, she got almost half of it in before she gagged. Venti twirled his fingers through her white locks, occasionally moving them down to rub her blushing cheeks. Noelle stared straight into his sparkling eyes with determination. She wanted to please her lord.

But, it was Barbara who finally got Venti to cum. She suckled on his balls like they were Ganyu's milkers, knowing exactly what to do to make him blow. After all, she wanted Noelle to have a taste of his glory. What a good friend she was!

"Girls~ It's time~" Venti sung out, groaning at their combined efforts.

Venti released his hot and massive load, depositing it straight into Noelle's awaiting mouth. She was a good cum dumpster, that was for sure. The load filled her mouth. Chunks of fat cum jumped out and covered the linen sheets. Barbara immediately dove for them, chewing them up like a dog.

Noelle choked and coughed on the volume of cum in her mouth. It was so hot~ (in both ways). The white liquid dribbled down her cheeks and onto her sultry body. Barbara, done with the her meal, grabbed at Noelle's chubby breasts. She sucked at her swollen nipples like she had with Venti's swollen balls.

Noelle was in heaven. Delicious cum warming her belly, her bestie sucking her sensitive tits, and her master looking down with pride. She came at the culmination of pleasure. This really was the life.

"Look how hard our master still is~ 💗 Noelle~ You need to help Venti~ Purify his villainous cock with your servant pussy~ 💕"

And, as a good servant, she listened to her mistress. She carefully climbed herself up onto Venti's pole, hovering her soaking pussy above the rod. She was about the ride this beast.

"Pleasure me, Noelle. You live to please, don't you~? ❤️"

"Yes~" She moaned out, plunging her moist snatch onto Venti's cock, immediately breaking into an orgasm. Her pussy squeezed the life out of his massive monster, begging for him to release another massive load to warm her up. She hopped up and down on his cock, feeling it fill her gaping pussy. It felt like her walls were going to burn off from the friction. The veiny rod throbbed inside of her with life, with meaning. It was wonderful~

Barbara, not to be left out, dove at Venti's lips. They wrestled with practice, swabbing each other's mouth clean. Venti dominated Barbara's small tongue, making it bow under his. Barbara moaned in her mouth, cumming at her submission.

Such a powerful man like Venti needed subservient wives, that was for sure! And Noelle would fulfill her role. She always wanted to enter the hospitality industry, maybe as a hotel manager, but now, she'd be Venti's personal cum-dump maid. She's be his slut. He'd wake up to her bouncing up and down on his bitch breaker, like she was doing right now. 

Wanting to take control, Venti shifted the power. He pushed the jumping Noelle onto the bed, pulling his meat out of her pleading hole. Noelle mewed disappointingly as the fuck stick was withdrawn. Venti teases her pussy lips with his swollen cock, rubbing circles around the entrance. Noelle gushed like a river, spewing juices all over. 

Barbara took her chance. She jumped for Noelle, laying on top of her and forming a layer cake. The two sluts moaned as their leaking pussies kissed.

"Never tried this one before~" Venti said, rubbing his cock on both of their pussies. Sticky pre-cum glued his pole to their waiting lips. "Let's see how fun it really is~! ❤️"

Venti pushed his cock into the cake; and what a treat it was. The hot holes of Barbara and Noelle massaged the throbbing member. Their sticky juices combined, forming webs of arousal.

"See moan~! I told you you'd moan like the real Venti~! 💕" Said Barbara.

"Y-yes~! Fuck us harder! I'm sorry for moan not accepting you, master~! 💓"

"Apology accepted, Noelle~ Now, let's ice this cake, ehe~ ❤️"

The two girls' pussies sent a pulse of anticipation at Venti's implication. The bard increased the pace of his thrusting to the speed of a car piston. The girls could feel the cum flowing through his growing penis, ready to spurt all over their precious bodies.

Finally, he came. A rush of semen exited his tip, glazing their bodies in cum. The thick liquid seeped its way into their skin, marking them with their god's musk. Their pussies sucked in what cum they could while their faces and chests were drenched with the rest. Cum covered Noelle's face like a spa mask. It painted her lips white and gave her face a glow. Barbara's chest was struck by a large shot, plastering her growing breasts with chunky semen.

Barbara separated herself from Noelle, creating a large strand of sticky cum between them. Noelle scrapped a finger across her forehead before licking the fat glob of cum that she collected. Barbara watched her, proud of her best friend for realizing what Venti was truly capable of. Buzzing at the taste, Noelle turned her attention to Venti and Barbara.

"Th-thank you for correcting my mistakes, master and mistress~" She said, bowing on the cum-soaked bed.

"As Barbatos said, you're forgiven, Noelle." Barbara replied. Noelle cocked her head at the mention of that name, piecing the pieces together in her head. "And now that you truly understand his power, you can help us spread his glory~ More women like you need to understand~" 

Noelle moaned at the thought. An entire harem of women for her god. The entire school would serve under his massive cock. They would soon realize how good it felt to have Barbatos in their lives.

Chapter Text

Lumine, the smoking hot babe of a girl, was making her way down the similarly boiling hot university halls. A random spring heatwave started a few days ago, causing many students to go into panic mode. Especially since the school's AC seems to have mysteriously broken. The school's head, the Raiden Shogun, ensured students that the heatwave would only last a couple days. In the time being, people just had to suffer through it.

Lumine herself was a pretty confident girl. While some students had pessimistic views on the sudden temperature shift, especially one nutjob Fischl who predicted that the heat would never die down until He was pleased, 'Whatever that meant,' but Lumine saw it as a taste of summer before summer even if it was actually hotter than an average summer.

Lumine's confidence, coupled with her friendliness, gave her an extremely beautiful personality. Said personality complimented her model-esque body. Nobody doubted that Lumine was a bombshell. She had large, perky breasts and thick, long legs. Her stomach was also toned, showing off a slight six-pack that infatuated many men whenever she decided to wear a crop top, like she did today. The only other student in the school who had comparably large melons was Ganyu, but she dressed much more conservatively than Lumine, who liked to flaunt her looks. Her long, golden hair cascaded down her face and back, amplifying her curvy form. Her creamy, flawless skin that she spent many hours taking care of loved to reflect off her hair, giving her a luminescent aura, hence her name.

On her way back to her dorm, Lumine noticed a slow melody being carried to her by the wind. She turned her attention to a window, seeing a little bard strumming his lyre out in the beaming sun. Venti, as Lumine knew him as. She also knew him due to his reputation as a trickster, rule breaker, lazy slacker, well, the list went on. How he could deal with the heat was beyond her. She wanted to go out a check on him, part of her being worried for his safety, but she has places to be. However, there was another part of her that confused Lumine. For some reason, she was entranced by the music; like a moth to a flame. That was until the boy looked up from his lyre, looked Lumine over, and winked. He brought his hand up to his lips and sent her a kiss. Disgusted by his flirting, Lumine angrily stomped her way back to her dorm. How brash of him to just do that!

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It's been weeks since the heat wave started, and it seemed to be only getting worse. With the AC still broken, a good portion of the student body decided to move out and attend less classes. They begged the school's head, the Raiden Shogun, and her assistant, Ms. Yae Miko, but they all seem to be unable to fix the problem. No matter how many mechanics are called, how many new systems are brought in, the school refused to cool down.

While students left, people like Lumine, who had nowhere else to go, just had to hunker down and deal with it. Lumine never really minded the heat. She was a summer girl. But weeks of an unprecedented heatwave will begin to bother anyone. Although, she did notice that fellow students she'd occasionally see during travel time like Ganyu, Mona, and Sucrose did seem more relaxed than everybody else. 'Some girls have their secrets,' she guessed.

What's weird was that, seemingly everywhere she went, she was followed by that slow melody playing in the background. She would see Venti sometimes in the halls, but he'd never be playing his lyre like that first time. Instead, it was like the song was stuck in her head. The weirdest part? She didn't even really mind it. Sure, it got a bit annoying, but she'd always come back around. It was soothing and attracting; just what she needed in such stressful times.

While the heat never relented, classes still got harder and harder. Lumine kept her cool-headed composure, but others started to crack. Honestly, she was close to cracking as well. Luckily, the wind always carried her that soothing melody, calming her in times of intense stress. Maybe it was just her brain's way of coping?

Whatever the case was, Lumine's train of thought was briefly redirected when she bumped her shoulder into a someone else's, causing them to drop all his books. 

"Oh! I'm so sorry. I wasn't looking and I was a bit distracted... Here, let me help get those for you..." Lumine trailed off as she stared into the sparkling blue eyes of one Venti. His eyes were dreamy, hypnotizing even. They mesmerized Lumine, causing her mind to go blank for a second. She couldn't think of anything except those eyes until a voice interrupted her trance.

"Too busy thinking about me, weren't you?" Venti said with a laugh, causing Lumine to snap back into reality. Revolted, Lumine pulled back, dropping the books from her hand. 'What's with this guy?' She gave him a disgusted look before slapping his face and leaving him to pick up his own mess. However, there was some odd fluttering in her chest as she left. And there was this putrid smell that lingered in her nose and stung at her insides. Maybe she had to shower. It had been an extremely hot day.

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Ever since that little meeting, Lumine's been unable to get Venti out of her mind. She's been able to but a face and voice to that music that keeps buzzing in the back of her mind. She sees him whenever she's not focused on anything else and gets getting frustrating. Yet, she still finds it oddly soothing.

Opening the large dual doors, Lumine entered the quiet library. She was here to meet Ganyu to work on an assignment together. Seeing the goat girl's stark blue hair, Lumine rushed over to meet her. Getting closer, she was hit in the face by that familiar smell. She had forgotten all about it until now, but when she smelled it, she was immediately brought back to that chance encounter with Venti. 

"Hey, Lumine. Are you ready to begin?" Ganyu asked with a smile. Lumine lazily nodded, unable to concentrate due to that strong smell. Looking over Ganyu, Lumine noticed that she was dressed in a rather peculiar outfit. Ganyu was known for her conservatism when it came to clothes so it struck Lumine as weird how open she was dressing. 

Ganyu had a sports bra and tight shorts which showed off a lot of skin. Plus, the bra barely covered the top of her breasts, showcasing tons of cleavage. Lumine didn't think that she would even wear something so revealing, much less Ganyu.

Ganyu also had faint traces of sunscreen or lotion left on her body. Actually, it looked a bit chunky for sunscreen. Maybe it was a new brand? It was drizzled across her cleavage and face and left her looking glowing. Frankly, Lumine got a bit jealous from Ganyu's confident aura. She was the showy offy type, not her.

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As the two worked on their project, Lumine grew more and more dazed. She soon realized that the salty smell was coming from Ganyu herself, but was too nervous to bring it up. It's rude to comment on someone's odour, after all. But, the smell continued to drug Lumine. It was sort of addictive. She wanted to be close to Ganyu just to smell more of her stink. Maybe Venti was using the same lotion as she was? Whatever it was, she had to get some.

Somehow, the conversation shifted from Tevyatian history to boys. Lumine didn't really know how, it kind of just happened. She wasn't really paying much attention, only chirping in when Ganyu was stuck. But, at the mention of boys, Lumine suddenly got attentive. It was like being switched on from sleep mode.

"I know we're not the closest of friends, but c'mon. Surely you have someone you like." Said Ganyu.

"I, uh, I don't know..." Lumine's voice wavered as she thought about Venti and the melody. An uneasy feeling began to develop in her stomach. "I've just never really met a memorable boy, I guess." That's a lie.

"Well, there's this boy that I've been seeing..." Ganyu mumbled with a blush. "He's so sweet and he's been helping me, ah, relieve some of my stress."

A blush began creeping on Lumine's face. Sweet, nervous Ganyu talking about sex? Was she in a different reality?

"R-really? How is it?" Lumine nervously asked.

"It's so good~ He's so dominant. He makes me submit and kneel; he makes me his slut. And I know, that sounds crazy. But it feels so good to have your control taken away by real man. One who has the power to take it." Ganyu looked down, blushing in embarrassment. Lumine couldn't believe that she had just said that.

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By the time she left the library, it was pitch black outside. A small nervousness developed inside Lumine as she exited. She couldn't stop thinking about that addicting smell, Ganyu's confidence, and the jealousy she had developed for her. She was fucking. Lumine wasn't the competitive type, but knowing Ganyu had a fuck buddy was getting to her. As she was getting riled up, that same soothing melody repeated in her ears. 'I've gotta relax,' she decided.

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Wrapped in a tight swimsuit, Lumine walked out of the change room with a spring in her step. Her navy blue swimsuit tightly hugged her form, showing off her sweet curves and huge breasts. Her ass, clearly defined by the tight attire, was barely covered, leaving little to the imagination. It jiggled like jelly with every spring she took. Similarly, her sizeable breasts bounced with her large ass as she made herself towards the outdoor poolside. 

As Lumine settled into the comforting waters of the outdoor pool, she heard a faint sound coming from outside the pool zone's walls. It was that sound. Except it was real! It wasn't just playing in her head anymore. She swam over the edge of the pool and pulled her thick body out of the water. Her breasts bounced as they got freed from the water's weight. The heat of the air hit her, contrasting how you'd expect the water to be warmer, sending a confusing chill down her spine. She waddled over to the border, swimsuit absolutely sticking to her voluptuous body, examining the branches for any source of sound.

Venti's image flashed in and out of her mind like a heartbeat. Her head began aching and butterflies fluttered inside her stomach. As she got to the wall, that rancid, addictive smell entered her nostrils. Her body reacted by immediately shivering as if she was in a snowstorm. The butterflies inside her began wisps - bouncing around inside her core. Then, she heard moaning.

Lumine climbed and peaked over the wall, and what she saw made her go beet red. There was Venti, casually strumming his lyre. Her mind went back to that first encounter at the start of the heatwave. He was sitting outside just like then, wearing the same slight smirk. But, it was what, or maybe who, that was between his legs that made her twitch. 

Slurping on, what she assumed was his tiny dick, was none other than Sucrose, the brainiest girl she knew. The girl was making the most erotic sounds Lumine's ever heard. The way she moved her hands over his clothed chest - the act looked almost religious in nature. And it turned her on. Disgusted in herself, Lumine ducked back down, suddenly feeling 10° hotter. 

She couldn't stop thinking about Venti's nonchalant look. He was writhing or moaning or begging. He was in control. For a womanizing flirt like him to have a girl bowing down to him - sucking him like a god. It was a weird thought... 

That night, Lumine guiltily masturbated, thinking about what she saw. Sucrose's and Venti's face ingrained into her mind. As she dozed off to sleep, she couldn't help but imagine herself with a boy of her own. She'd want someone nice... Good at an art probably... Someone who would use her like Venti used Sucrose... Like Ganyu was used...

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That night, Lumine crawled into bed, shaking like a wet dog. With music still whispering in her ears, she tried her best to fall asleep, but a constant yearning in her stomach wasn't letting her get a wink of shut eye. Lumine kept thinking about Sucrose and Ganyu. She'd never imagine those two brainiacs to get a boyfriend so soon. It made her feel uncomfortable; unconfident with her own charms. Her thoughts became so vivid that Lumine began masturbating at the idea of the two of them getting pounded into submission. 

While sleeping, she dreamt of sex. She dreamt of being used and abused by a faceless man. At first, she thought it was a nightmare. No way she'd ever let that happen! But then, she saw him. She pictured her perfect boy; showing the two nerds where they belonged in the hierarchy, before turning to Lumine herself. He spoke in those melodic notes, neatly braided hair framing his gorgeous eyes. He approached her, but instead of lovingly caressing the girl, he fucked her like a bitch in heat, just like he did with the other two. Soon, the music gained a voice. It was telling her that it was for the best. To submit was to live in bliss... She began seeing visions of Ganyu and Sucrose, submissive and bred. Next, that oh so addictive smell came along. She dreamed of being covered in it - marked by it. That musky odour that both made her want to gag and cum at the same time. It was a sign of submission. 

Lumine awoke covered by wet sheets. She came in her sleep. And, for some reason, she didn't mind it one bit.

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"Lumine, I know you can do better than that. Maybe pay attention to the next few lessons instead of daydreaming. That might help improve your mark." The professor said, giving the blonde back her quiz. She looked down - 30% - worst mark she's ever seen.

For the past few weeks, Lumine's been unable to concentrate at all. Her mind constantly drifted to ideas of sex. Especially that mysterious boy who haunted her dreams who got more and more real with every vision. 'I have to get laid or I'll be forced to drop out of this school,' she thought to herself.

The moment she could, Lumine rushed out of the classroom and straight into the girls' washroom. She had to cum. She couldn't stop imagining her perfect man punishing the horny blonde for her failure. She pictured him, with that playful grin, singing her her losses. She saw him brush away his locks and stare into her soul with his oh so sparkly eyes. About to reach her climax, Lumine heard the washroom door swing open followed by the voices of two gossiping girls entering in.

"I heard that no one in the history of the world is able to fit his entire penis inside of them~" One of them said.

"I heard that your pussy and ass are completely rearranged when he claims you as your own~" The other answered. "If you went to a hospital, they'd think that you got into an accident~!"

The two voices turned into laughter. Lumine didn't recognize the voices, but she couldn't help but get even more horny at their descriptions. She carefully inserted three digits into her dripping pussy, pumping them in and out as the two talked.

"You meeting him tonight, Barbara?" The second girl asked. Lumine recognized the name. She knew that girl as the sweet, innocent idol. The girl who sang with a beautiful voice and sported a heart of gold. The idea that she was being gapped so hard by some boy made her even more aroused. Her innocence defiled by a fat, filthy cock. She sped up her pumping, holding back a moan at the thought.

"Nah. I heard he has someone special he wants to meet tonight. She's been getting ready for him and he wants to finally find out what she's made of~" Barbara sang. Lumine's core was on fire. She was burning up inside. Any more talk and she would've combusted. Her pussy bursted with juice, coating the stall floor in her sticky substances.

Lumine came, biting her full pink lip until it bled, staining red. When she heard the two girls leave the restroom, she released her held back moan. The moan echoed through the washroom as that familiar tune began playing inside Lumine's head.

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Lumine was a sticky, skittering mess. She had to get cleaned up. Too afraid to go back to her dorm and face her roommate Amber, she made her way to the field change room, figuring no one would be outside in this heat. Walking around with stained shorts, a sweat soaked blouse, and a huge blush covering her cute face, Lumine felt like she was about to die of embarrassment.

Soon enough, she made her way outside and into the change rooms. As she entered, she was greeted with a low, primal moan. The squelching sounds of fucking assaulted her ears, immediately causing another leak in her panties. Although she couldn't see what was happening, she could definitely hear it. And it sounded alluring.

"Harder, master~! 💓" That lucky girl screamed. Lumine, standing like a deer in headlights, felt the tickle of a stream of juices as they streamed down her legs. 

"Anything for you, slut~" A boyish voice answered in a sing-song tone. It was the exact voice Lumine imagined. That playful attitude mixed with the domineering confidence that she lusted over.

Lumine sat herself on one of the benches, dropping her shorts to masturbate again. The sounds of fucking licked her all over. It felt as if the warm wind caressed her. With one hand, she fingered her poor pussy to oblivion. With the other, she grabbed and pulled at her hard nipples, internally begging to be fucked by this man.

"Look at that beautiful ass. No one can compare with yours, Mona~" The boy sung out followed by the sounds of hard slapping. There had been rumours of Mona and Scaramouche breaking up. People had always assumed that they were the perfect power couple, unable to cope with why they separated. Although Scaramouche seemed distraught over the break up, Mona was as poppy as ever. She wondered: 'Was this why?' 

More slapping and subsequent moaning brought Lumine out of her mind and back into the present. She imagined herself in that position - being relentlessly slapped on her fat, jiggly ass. She felt a pang of resent for Mona. Not only was she being fucked to heaven, but he claimed that her ass was the best? 

Suddenly, the squelching sped up. "IMPREGNATE ME WITH THAT MASSIVE COCK, VENTI! 💕" She heard Mona moan. She imagined herself once more, being fucked pregnant with his child. Fat belly to match her fat tits and ass. She'd be the perfect mother to the child and perfect slave to... Venti. Yes. Venti...

The sounds of sex slowly came to an end and so did Lumine's fingering. She was sitting in a puddle of her own cum and didn't mind it one bit. She was a dirty slut, after all. Wait... Who'd she say she'd be the perfect slave to?

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Lumine was back at the outdoor pool, desperately needing some time off. She never had the chance to shower earlier, resorting to scampering away from the scene of the crime. The encounter felt like a dream. Lumine had been barely able to remember what had happened then. But, what she did recall was the pure pleasure in Mona's voice as she begged to be impregnated by... someone. She struggled to remember who exactly.

Slipping into the warm water, Lumine expected to feel her muscles loosen and her worries evaporate away, but instead, she just found herself more wound up. Her brain was working overtime; only instead of being productive, it was only producing different scenarios for her to be pounded by some guy's prick.

No. Not some guy. Her perfect man. He would be playful yet confident. He would be twinkish but pack a massive cock. He would sing praises and punish sins. He would be a god.

A shiver was sent down Lumine's lithe spine as she thought about him. How grateful she would be if a god came down to please her - a mere mortal! He would be the embodiment of perfection, freedom, and power.

Music rang as she thought about being fucked by him. By his massive rod that would leave her gaping pussy his. His beautiful voice that would intoxicate her. His fiendish smile that would make all others look like frowns. He was the one.

Lumine, as per usual recently, began stuffing her fingers into her snatch. The dreams became vivid visions as she continued to pleasure herself. Massaging her clit with one hand, she violently groped her breasts with the other. If he wasn't going to punish her, she would. Reaching her climax, that musical memory was at full blast, blaring like a rock concert.

Coming off her high, Lumine realized that the music was really there - not just one of her schizophrenic dreams. Reminded of what she saw last time she went investigating, Lumine excitedly swam herself to the other side, hoping to see Venti fucking Sucrose senseless once more. At this point, she was so depraved that she didn't feel shame in the idea of peeping on the two. However, she soon realized that the music was coming from within the walls. 

Looking up into the trees, Lumine triangulated the location of the sound, deeming its location to be somewhere on the branches. Maybe she was crazy. Examining the trees for any proof of her sanity, she found something interesting. Lumine saw a dangling leg. Barefooted and wearing swim trunks, a certain bard was strumming his lyre atop the oak branch. 

"Venti?!" Lumine screamed out in shock, snapping out of her horny state as her rational mind slowly reappeared. What was a boy doing so close to the girls' pool? Was he spying, perving, on swimmers? "Wh-what are you doing here?!" 

Although she was mad, scared even, she felt arousal at the sight. This was the boy who fucked poor Sucrose right in the open. This was the boy who was wearing a cocky, uncaring smile and had a sparkle in his eyes. The blonde felt drawn to the bard.

Lumine struck her hands to her hips, giving Venti a stern look. However, what he saw looking down from his perch didn't really intimidate him. Venti was staring directly into the delicious cleavage of one Lumine. Her breasts shone under the lamplight. Those melons, covered by many, were directly in Venti's sightline. He'd be bragging about this for months!

"Ah. Pretty Lumine," he smoothly sung "what a joy it is to see you tonight~ I was merely practicing in my favourite spot."

"Looking over girls?" She said, trying to be stern but it came out wavering. 

"Well, that's just a hidden positive. This spot has great acoustics! The wind absolutely sings here! Plus, Ganyu never minds and her tits are massive!" Venti's bluntness made Lumine's face tomato red. She felt a pang of jealousy and a hint of arousal when he mentioned her tits. There was something about Venti's confidence - his complete lack of care when it came to the situation - that made Lumine falter. She was normally pretty confident, but now, she couldn't keep her composure. It was like when she argued with her little brother, Aether. That boy sure knew how to get under her skin... and so did this bard.

"Fine! I'll just get you down myself!" She said, determinedly. In an effort to grab his leg, Lumine began jumping up and down. This only increased Venti's amusement. Although they were tightly bound by her swimsuit, his eyes followed the motion of Lumine's tits as they bounced with her. 'Guess she needs to go one size smaller to completely contain them~' He mentally joked.

Right as she was about to snatch him by the calf, Venti swept away his leg. Instead of grabbing the target, Lumine got a handful of his swim trunks. Falling due to gravity, Lumine pulled the trunks with her. 

Stripping Venti of his pants caused his massive, semi-erect penis to leap out of his pants. Lumine, not realizing that his dick was out and about, continued to jump for his legs. After one especially big wind-up, she grasped at some skin. 'His leg!' 

Hanging from this 'leg,' Lumine slowly started to lose her grip. As she started sliding down, the 'leg's' skin followed, as if gloved by it. It's when she felt her hand moisten that she realized something was up. Falling and landing on her plump rear, she looked at her hand, drenched in a sticky, clear goop and an awfully iconic smell.

"What the fuck?!" She yelled, unable to remove her eyes off the slime.

"Wrong leg~" He said with a wink.

Lumine was staring holes into her slick palm. The smell emanating from, what she unfortunately pieced together was pre-cum from Venti's abnormally massive dick, was revolting. Yet, she couldn't stop sniffing it. Its musky aroma was intoxicating, addicting even. As she continued to absorb its smells, her brain began the rewiring process. It reminded her of that smell from Ganyu and Sucrose... 'Was it so bad to be covered in this stuff? I mean, it doesn't smell that bad... It's actually kinda good...'

"H-how is that thing so long..?" Stuttered Lumine, still looking at her goopy hand. With each passing second, Lumine got more bold; bringing her nose closer and closer with the pre-cum before, finally, her nose had touched the slick. She absentmindedly moaned as she pulled back and saw the thick strand of slime stringing together her nose and palm. She could feel another type of liquid being produced inside her swimsuit. Her arousal slid down her legs, caressing her thick thighs and bare feet.

"It's a gift, I guess. Pretty nice, isn't it, Lumy?" The girl felt a bolt of arousal strike her at the use of that pet name. The heat inside Lumine's core was becoming unbearable. Venti's cock started to drip thick drops pre-cum like a leaky faucet. Drip, drop. Drip, drop. Lumine scootched herself underneath the leaking dick. Drops of slime hit her like ping pong balls. They were so thick and heavy~ 

"Rub it on. It's good for the skin. Like lotion but better~" And, as he wished, she obeyed. Though granted, she did it with caution. She began lathering the thick liquid across her face and upper-body. Drops of pre-cum sank into her cleavage, which allowed her to soap up her boobs too. It felt good, the feeling of the slimy pre soaking itself into her skin. It was like being claimed... Marked. 'Why am I into this?' She mentally whispered.

"You're so sexy, you know? Lumy, I've always had some feelings for you, but you've never been that kind of girl, y'know? Please forgive me for what I had to do. If you've got problems, take them up with Barbara." Lumine took no notice to his words, focusing only on his fat cock. He was hypnotized by the way it rhythmically swung in the spring air. "You're so beautiful, so sexy, so hot, so breedable~ ❤️"

As she was showered with compliments, she wanted to rip off her sexy swimsuit and - and... She figured it out. He was Venti. His playful smile, his confidence, his everything was reflected in Venti. That womanizing bastard was her bastard. The one she had to submit to. The one that would fix her.

The faucet of goop slowly came to a stop, leaving Lumine disappointed. "Looks like you've got to start pumping, Lumy~" Venti teased as he hopped down from the branch, cock still swinging in the wind.

Lumine, enthralled by the fat stick of meat in front of her, got up from her ass and slowly moved her slimy hands towards the massive rod. Venti dropped down a bit, seemingly levitating in the air. 'A show of his power.' Her lubricated hands made the handjob extra satisfying. She pumped the meat in her hands, curiously watching as pre-cum was produced as if his cock was a machine. Which it basically was. That's to say a sex machine.

Pre-cum slowly flowed from his tip onto Lumine's luscious thighs. As she continued her pumping, Lumine rubbed the slick in through the movement of her legs, which also helped her mellow the burning desire inside her womb. 

"Tell me, Lumy. How does it feel to have my slick, thick, delicious pre-cum on your flawless skin~?" Venti asked, a malicious grin framing his face.

"I-I don't know why... But it moan f-feels so g-good~!" She moaned out, a look of concentration on her face. 

"Ganyu introduced you to the real stuff, didn't she? I told her to wipe it off, but she insisted that it proved her loyalty. She also said it was great moisturizer, which, god cum, I guess~" He laughed out. Lumine absentmindedly listened, nodding as she continued with her pumping. Pre-cum slowly poured itself into her swimsuit, coating her form. 

"And Sucrose insisted on fucking outside. I didn't realize why until I heard you, my sneaky Lumy, getting off on our session~" The pre-cum was dribbling down her jutted breasts, marking her toned stomach. The liquid made its way through the maze that was her slight abs, settling in the crevices and her belly button.

"Of course, I didn't realize Barbara and Noelle were going to get so involved, but they did. Hopefully they didn't cause you too much trouble~" The pre-cum made its way onto her pussy, covering the clean-cut mound with its essence. His and her juices mixed, sticking to her thighs. Her cervix begged to be treated. She felt her womb breathe, trying to inhale the virile pre-cum and impregnate herself with her god's children.

"And Mona... Well, that was really unexpected. To be fair on your part, no one but that girl goes outside anymore~" Her body was ready for Venti's blessing. Every inch of her form had submitted. There was no more room for rebellion - only obedience.

Pumping the dick, she felt it pulse with pleasure. Her pussy throbbed in response, begging to be stuffed like the turkey she was. Venti's massive balls enlarged, filling with soon-to-be delivered cum. Lumine rappined her pace, awaiting his gift.

"C-coat me in cum, Venti. I need it~ I need you~" She prayed. What kind of god would Venti be if he didn't listen?

Large amounts of spunk made its way out of his penis, showering Lumine like a waterfall of semen. It flooded her closed swimsuit, making its way in her crotch. Her pussy violently throbbed with need, feeling the virile semen tickling its entrance. Large amounts of his release landed on her cleavage, permanently marking Lumine with that stink. Her head was also soaked, repainting those golden strands white. Chunks of cum slapped her face, granting her the punishment that she desired.

Lumine cherished her bath. She felt clean - purified. Venti's showering was a better relaxant than anything. She felt the worries who wormed themselves deep into her psyche disappear. That bothersome music who made itself a constant in Lumine's life faded away as its musician forced her to submit.

The girl was struck with an epiphany. Her mind felt cleansed of all distractions. She could finally concentrate again. If anything, she saw things clearer than before. Why did she need to dream of sin when she had the perfect being in front of her? The god who would indulge her desires.

"M-master~ 💗" She sputtered out, mouth full of chunky semen. The sticky liquid dribbled down her chin before draining into her cleavage, creating a fountain for Venti's amusement.

"That's what I like to hear~" He said, giving Lumine that glorious smile of his. "I'm really sorry it took so long, but here you are~"

Venti stepped down from his levitating podium, landing on the stone poolside floor. He walked over to the waters, barely levitating above them with the help of the winds. He ushered Lumine towards him, and obediently, she followed. She dipped herself into the warm waters, looking up to see the shadow of Venti's cock eclipsing her cum-soaked face. Venti released the winds, pencil diving into the water before surfacing. He caressed her pink tinted cheek, rubbing the cum into her skin, branding her.

Dripping with water, Venti brushed away a wet strand of hair from Lumine's face, saying, "Are you ready for the main event, Lumy~?" 

Lumine made a subtle nod, wanting to memorialize this experience forever. Venti's fully erect penis was sticking out proudly under the water between Lumine's thighs. He brought the stick up, rubbing it between her swimsuit-covered vagina. Lumine was set off like a bomb. She exploded in pleasure, shrieking out for Venti.

In one fell swoop, Venti ripped off Lumine's swimsuit, exposing her delicious body to the hot night air. She would not miss that thing. In fact, she would get a new one. A better one. One that displayed her body for Venti's pleasure. Whatever skimpy outfit her lord wanted, she would get.

With ease, Venti shoved his prick into Lumine's begging snatch. Pushing in and out, Venti was able to hit all her sweet spots. Lumine writhed in the pleasure, moaning for all to hear. The massive dick kissed her cervix with every thrust, sending Lumine to the skies every second. Grabbing her wide hips with one hand, Venti used the other to molest her mesmerizing tits. He yanked and grabbed at the orbs, using them as he pleased. Lumine could only see stars. She never wanted this to stop. And if it did, she wanted to be fucked again as soon as possible. That was her purpose for now on - to be used as Venti saw fit. Venti pushed on her breasts as leverage, using the tools to place his dick deeper and deeper. The rod attacked Lumine's pussy and kissed her womb. She felt it ovulate at the touch, preparing her for his virile baby batter.

"Your fat cock is tickling my stupid fucking womb~! 💕" She screamed out.

"My womb now~" Venti said, punctuating his claim with a pinch on her nipple. He pulled and twisted at it, causing Lumine to jolt forward in glee. She moaned at Venti's absolute dominance over her. Had she known that resistance was futile since the start, she would've stripped naked and run outside into the beating sun on that first meeting. She would've masturbated in front of Venti as he catcalled and orally assaulted her. She would've submitted then and there to her new lord and master. 

"Deeper~ 💓" She begged, causing Venti's cock to noticeably throb from within her. The veiny cock responded to her pleas and jutted itself into her once untouched womb. The head coated her womb in its juices, permanently claiming it as its own. Lumine came uncontrollably as Venti pummeled her womb.

For Venti, the vice grip of Lumine's pussy was the best sign of submission. She never wanted to let go of his rod. He felt her wet walls suck at his cock, desperately begging to be fed his seed. And seed her he will. As her walls vacuumed his cock, Venti felt his massive balls throb in anticipation. Lumine, sensing that the end was neigh, began intensely grinding herself on his mass, praying for a bountiful harvest. 

Venti's balls filled with cum before unleashing the load into its proper place. The chunky liquid splattered Lumine's pussy, coating the walls in a thick, rejuvenating lotion. Lumine's womb became stuffed to the brim with chunks of swimmers who, although unable to impregnate (as per Venti's choice), still swam and bumped around her womb. She could feel the fat sperm swimming around their new home and it was hot. Lumine entered a moaning, orgasm-filled frenzy as Venti filled her up.

"IT'S SO GOOD~! 💕 YOUR FAT LOAD IS GOING TO TURN MY WOMB TO YOURS~! FILL ME UP UNTIL I CAN'T MOVE~! 💓 MAKE ME UNABLE TO MOVE WITHOUT A FAT COCK BETWEEN MY LEGS~! 💕💗"

The rest of Venti's cum sprayed out of Lumine's orgasmic pussy and into the waters, creating a white, almost glowing, aura around them. Lumine ran her fingers through the cum water, not wanting the Ambrosia to go to waste. She drizzled the water over her flawless skin. She lathered the water over her blonde, slightly white, hair, baptizing herself.

"Show me that pretty face of yours, Lumy~" Venti said in a soft voice. He brought a hand to her chin and slowly lifted her head. Lumine had a mild blush on her pretty face, but it wasn't one of embarrassment. No. Her blue eyes shone with complete devotion. To anyone else, she would've looked nervous, but Venti could tell that she was determined to serve. Finally, he went in for a kiss, which Lumine gladly reciprocated. Their tongues danced as if they were long lost lovers. Lumine moaned into Venti's loving mouth, relishing in his taste. Pulling out, Venti lovingly looked at his new follower, with Lumine returning that gaze with her own loyal one. 

"In all ways, I am yours, master." She stated with pride. The two embraced each other. Venti savoured the feeling of her large breasts pressing into his thin chest. He moved a hand down to her ass, groping her cheek. Lumine never stuttered or hesitated, only letting out a knowing moan. Knowing that she was, in body and soul, his.

Chapter Text

"And you know why you're here, right, Venti?" Lisa, the resident librarian and chemistry teacher, asked.

Venti was sitting the volcano that was the chemistry classroom. Wearing his cozy fleece pajamas because he assumed he'd be getting a weekend off to relax. But nooo. One Albedo had to have reported him for his laziness and now he was forced to do the slime concentrate experiment all on his own! 

Looking over the boiling boy like a hawk was Ms. Lisa. She was well known as the school's mascot when it came to hotties. Or course, the rest of the male and female staff were absolutely drop-dead gorgeous, but Lisa liked flaunting her looks. She always wore shirts that showed off her sexy cleavage and skirts that tightly wrapped around her bouncy ass. There were rumours that Lisa had been scolded for such attire, but they couldn't actually punish her for doing anything wrong. 

She was also known for being rather sultry. She'd always pick on boys and girls, leaving them a sputtering mess. Whenever she noticed a rogue student staring for a bit too long, she would call them out in front of the whole class, embarassing them for life. Even though she seemed against the looking, people could tell that she loved it. She loved being the center of attention when it came to the hormonal gazes of university students. She loved it when they uncomfortably squirmed in their seats, trying to hide their arousal.

Right now, she was wearing a very revealing white blouse that pushed her breasts to the forefront. The lacey rim highlighted those massive globes, showing them off for all to see. Her smooth, black skirt coated her ass like a latex suit. It tightly bound itself around her motherly hips and was short enough to show off her large thighs and long legs. To complete the attire, her black heels and glasses helped bring out the sexy librarian look. 'She looks like a porn parody of herself!' Venti internally laughed.

Venti hated Lisa. She was a terrible professor who didn't care about her students. Plus, with the amount of times she picks on students, she feels like more like a schoolyard bully than anything else.

"Now you're going to sit here and finish the concentrate, and if you don't, you're failing." She sternly said. "This is your last chance, Venti."

"You just watch me, miss show-off. I'll get this done by the time you finish your smoke break~" He smugly responded.

Lisa furrowed her eyebrows. "You're out of your mind if you think you can play with a teacher like this..." 

"Yea, yea. Go to the washroom or whatever you always do. I'm pretty sure I'm more present than you are." He sneered.

"I will be leaving, not because you told me to, but because you're just going to keep pestering me for answers." With that, Lisa strutted out of the room, leaving Venti to watch her swaying ass leave to do who knows what. She slammed the door shut on her way out, causing pages of paper to flutter around the room. With a knowing smirk, Venti began the experiment, about to give Lisa some real slime concentrate.

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Clicking her phone shut, Lisa made her way back to the chemistry room. As a cruel teacher, it would be exciting for her to see what kind of mess Venti would make while she was gone. Slowly turning the knob, Lisa wooshed open the door, expecting to see Venti covered in soot and slime - a stuttering mess of the cocky boy he usually was. 'This kid is so done for...'

Upon opening the door, a strong odour wafted onto her face. It was this disgusting musky smell that assaulted her nose and made her go dizzy. She felt like fainting on the spot. 'The fuck did this boy do?' The noxious smell continued dancing around her face, coating her senses in its strong odour. She could kind of recognize the smell. It smelled of... sex? Lisa was not a virgin by any means, getting it on with a few disappointing men. There would always be this stink after their lovemaking sessions, but this? This beat those smells by a hundred times fold.

Expecting to see an exasperated boy, she instead saw Venti calmly sitting at his desk with a bottle of white gunk. Sure, it didn't look like the clear slime concentrate she was expecting, but at least he made something. With the intoxicating musk clouding her head, she stumbled over to Venti, examining the sample he had in his glass.

"Wh-what is this supposed to be?" She asked the boy.

Wiping off some sweat, Venti brought the bottle closer to Lisa's face. Immediately, she was hit by a second wave of musk. The strong smell bombed her nose - sending shockwaves down her brain. She felt stomach begin to flip and turn as she inhaled the dank odour.

"It's my slime concentrate! Although, I think I got something wrong... Not sure what, though~" He sang in her dazed face.

"M-maybe... Maybe I could help you," she said, not knowing why. Normally, Lisa was the kind of person to ignore her students; it's what made her such a bad teacher. But now, she felt inclined - no - obligated to actually teach. Specifically this cocky know-it-all kid who had always bothered her. "just run me through what you did and I'll point out what went wrong. But first, let me take a look at what you did make." She said with a caring smile.

Maybe it was the smells clouding her judgement, but she felt like actually giving a damn was the right call here. She leaned forward, giving Venti a full display of her cleavage, and looked over his equipment. It all looked fine. So why did the slime come out so weird?

Venti, with a slight nod, gave Lisa the bottle of 'slime.' She looked it over, immediately determining that most of that putrid smell was coming from this bottle. Lisa also noticed weird chunks bobbing inside the liquid. She reversed the glassware, trying to get some of pour out onto her palm. Normally, slime concentrate was thick. But this? This was on a different level. It flowed down the glass like cement, slowly dribbling down until it one big glob of it landed into her hand. Right as the white liquid came into contact with her skin, she internally moaned. For some reason, she felt hot and horny. The goop moulded itself into the creases of her hand which only caused her more arousal. She felt a slight pool forming on her panties.

"I don't know what happened, miss~" He innocently said. "It just came out like that~ I might've let it churn for too long~" Lisa's mind was blank. All she could focus on was the substance in her palm. The thick liquid seeped itself deep into her skin, ingraining its scent within her.

"T-take me through your procedure..." She mumbled out, still concentrating on the goop in front of her.

"Well, first I - phew. Is it me or is it hot in here? Mind if I slip this off..?" Venti absentmindedly pulled off his tank top, throwing the sweat-drenched shirt over his head on onto Lisa's desk. His sweaty chest revealed itself, glimmering in the light. Something inside of Lisa clicked as he took off his clothes. "You should take your shirt off, too~ Don't want my precious teacher to die of heatstroke~"

For some reason, Lisa listened. She unbuttoned the tight blouse, letting her big breasts bounce out as she took it off. She dropped the article onto the tiled floor. Her beautiful skin and fat, bra-covered breasts showed themselves to the world. Venti smirked, admiring the fruits of his labour. Soon, the whole would be his.

"Ah, that feels... nice." Lisa moaned, appreciating Venti's predatory gaze. Her musk-ladden mind was thanking her for her actions, rewarding Lisa by increasing her arousal. The once small pool in her panties became a big one as her juices began dripping through the fabric and down her luscious legs.

"So firstly, I took out the slime drops like so..." He said as he performed the experiment. "I started mixing for the calculated amount of time... Then I added it to the heating pad and continued to stir for around 3 minutes..." Lisa intently watched as Venti performed the mundane transfiguration. She had seen this stuff hundreds of times before, so why was she so transfixed on Venti's experiment specifically? "Is it just me or is it still hot?" Venti said, beginning to strip away his jeans. He peeled the sweaty clothes off of his body, making sure to show Lisa his slim legs. Lisa, following his example, began stripping off her skirt, leaving her in her matching purple laced underwear. The lingerie looked beautiful on her, perfectly framing her best features. They highlighted the curves of her tits and ass while keeping them looking squish and plump.

Why had she just taken off her clothes in front of a student? Well, it was hot! Plus, he was doing it too, so it was expected, right?

"I then kept heating until the mass halved," he continued explaining. "but then, my slime started burning so I just threw it out~!" Grabbing the scorched slime, he dumped the stuff into the trash, rinsing the bottle with water before bringing it back to the counter. Lisa, still rolling the sticky white mass in her hands, continued to watch Venti as if he didn't do anything wrong. 'Yea... You're supposed to burn it then trash it. How are you supposed to use burnt slime?'

Now, only in his tighty whities, Venti grabbed the newly cleaned bottle. With his other hand, he grabbed at the noticeable bulge in his underwear, rubbing it through the fabric. 

"It was now when I thought about you, miss. I thought about big of a slut you are. I thought about how good it'd feel to grab those massive tits that you always flaunt. To fuck you in your soaping pussy as I slap your MILF ass. I thought about that and I started to get hard... So I began jacking off to you~" He said, all in a polite manner. Lisa, still cloudy minded, heard nothing wrong. Yes. It was natural for a boy to be aroused due to her. She dressed to get people riled up, after all. For Venti to be so aroused that he needed to, ahem, release himself made sense. If anything, she was glad that he chose to masturbate instead of bottling it up inside.

"Y-yes. That makes perfect sense, Venti." She repeated.

Venti pulled down his underwear, revealing the massive cock behind it. At the sight, Lisa was knocked back. How did a slim twink like Venti house such a massive demon? She stared passionately at the cock, watching as it hardened in front of her very eyes. She saw it expand and expand, reaching nearly half a meter. Those massive balls wobbled as his penis inflated, showing off their prowess. Those cum sacks breathed in and out as they prepared themselves.

The veiny beast pulsed with purpose. Venti, with both his hands barely wrapping around the rod, began pumping. Vile pre-cum leaked out of the cock head, dripping on the floor and forming a large, clear puddle. Her pussy throbbed at the sight. Her mouth salivated at the idea of that thing pushing itself deep inside of her. Compared to all her other dumb boy toys, that cock was a masterpiece.

It was obvious from the start that Venti's 'slime concentrate' was just one of his fat loads, but Lisa didn't fully piece the puzzle together until now. Before, she saw Venti as a cocky boy with a tiny penis. Now, she realized that she was standing in the grace of god. Not wanting to disturb Venti's ritual, Lisa gently placed down the bottle of cum. From her open palm, Lisa tentatively licked the stick semen off her fingers, savouring in the flavours. Venti's semen was sweet, salty, bitter, and, most importantly, masculine. The strong taste sent waves of obedience down Lisa's body, submitting her to Venti's will. She moaned at her own slutty submission.

Venti rubbed his cock with care, making sure that Lisa got an eyeful. After about a minute of silent pumping, suspenseful he was ready to cum. And cum he did. Out of his cock came a tidal wave of semen. It shot out and drenched Lisa's pretty face. Cum showered down her body in thick droplets. Her body relished in the feeling of being soaked by his cum. She felt like she was young again. The magic of god cum.

"And that's how I made it~ Any questions, miss~?" He said, continuing his innocent visage.

"N-none left, master..." She let slip out. Master... It felt right to say. After all, Venti had just taught her something very valuable. He was the master, then. And she? She was the slut slave made to serve him. "Would you like to teach me anything else~?"

"You know, miss? You're a slut! You're a terrible teacher who preys on the embarrassment of your own students. You want to be admired, but can't teach so you sell your body to these people. And for that? You need to be taught a lesson." In one wave, Venti sent Lisa flying. Wind propelled her back and onto her desk, bent over. With her ass in clear view, Venti floated over and violently grabbed it, grinding his still hard dick against her gushing lips. All the while, Lisa was moaning like a bitch in heat, enjoying the whole thing.

"P-punish me, master~!" She screamed out.

Venti kneaded her cheeks, molesting her ass skin. He harshly rubbed his cock over her ass hole, covering it in sticky semen and pre-cum. Then, he moved down to her begging lips, shoving two digits into her. Slipping in and out, his attack on her snatch caused her to explode with pleasure. 

"Your vagina's so floppy it must've been used a dozen times already!" He said with a slap to the ass.

"But none of them compare to your moan might, master~!" 

Venti took out his fingers and brought them to Lisa's mouth. Immediately she sucked the digits in, licking at the mixture between Venti's sweaty hands and her pussy juices. Next, Venti moved his free hand to her big boobs, grabbing them through her bra like stress balls. He squeezed the breasts like they were clay, reshaping them into his playthings.

"Understand this, slut. You're my toy and mine only. You flaunt your body to me~" He harshly whispered into her ear, causing the librarian to moan at his dominance.

"Yes~! 💕 I'm yours and yours only~!"

Done with the teasing, Venti lined his cock up with her hot entrance. With one, hard thrust, he ripped right through the purple lace fabric and drilled himself deep into Lisa. Lisa's nails dug into the wooden desk, leaving scratches that would forever mark this day. She screamed as the massive prick began making its way inside. The cock absolutely filled her pussy, leaving no space left over. She wasn't normally tight at all, as Venti saw when he finger fucked her. But, with his cock, Lisa's pussy was like a virgin hole all over again. The beast claimed every inch of her insides, reshaping it to fit him and only him.

"IT'S SO BIG~! 💓" Said Lisa in the midst of being relentlessly fucked to oblivion.

"You love it, don't you~?" Venti asked. "You love pretending to be in charge, but your true calling is as a loyal slut, isn't it~?"

"YES~! 💕" She screamed, cumming at his melodic voice. Reaching her hands down to her stomach, she felt the cock bulge inside. She wondered how deformed she would be after this. It was so massive~

Venti pumped in an out in relaxation. It was nice to have a cock sleeve to wind down with. Lisa's pussy hugged his rod - not letting go. Although she wasn't as tight as Barbara, she would do for now. Plus, it was good to have a teacher on the 'team.'

Venti's hands moved all over Lisa's tight body, caressing the MILF with need. He marked her entire form with his sweaty palms, making sure that she'd smell like nothing but him.

Lisa, with her on wandering hands, reached for Venti's frail arms, savouring the touch of his skin. Not to give up dominance, Venti slapped away her hands, making her release a needy pout. 

"You'll feel me when I let you~" He sang out. "For now, I'm in charge." 

"Yes, master~ 💗" She loyally panted.

Venti could feel third load of cum building up in his balls. Quickening his pumps, Venti planted his cock deep inside Lisa. The fat stick got even fatter as cum started shooting through and into Lisa's hot pussy. The equally strong third load spewed all over her walls, layering them in a thick glaze. 

"Fill me like no one ever has~! 💗" Venti smirked at her subservience. Once a terrible teacher, now a begging slut. 

Halfway done his large stream, Venti pulled out of his sleeve, resting his heavy balls and cock on Lisa's sexy back. Cum showered her from head to ass, coating her body with Venti's musky semen. It was like a donut being glazed with sugar, but sweeter.

Moaning like a madwoman, Lisa felt the burning hot cum splatter all over her skin. She panted like a dog in heat, unable to fully process the amount of pleasure that flowed through her. 

As his cum storm came to a stop, Venti pulled the dazed Lisa off the desk and tried to stand her up. She was completely weakened by the fucking that had just happened, making Venti sigh in disappointment. 

"Your own students have more stamina than you, slut. You're a terrible teacher and a worse sex toy." He said with disdain.

"I-I'm sorry for displeasing you, master~" Said Lisa, lying on the floor with her legs sprawled out. "Is there anything that I can do to make it up to you?"

Venti's cock twitched at the sight of his smoking hot teacher, sprawled out, with a pussy leaking his virile cum all over the floor, with a back painted white dribbling down and onto her bubbly ass. Seeing his weak professor submit right in front of him gave him the inkling of a new idea.

"You know what? You suck at teaching, but you are still a professor. I think your better colleagues deserve some love too, don't you~?"

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Hu Tao, or just Tao, has made it a habit to go outside more during this heatwave. Not for any health or wellness reasons really, but to masturbate. Ever since that fated day when Hu Tao went searching for Mona on the behalf of Scaramouche. Although she never saw her, she definitely could hear her. 

Tao heard Mona's sweet begging as someone named Venti fucked her sideways. She could hear Mona praising that massive dick of his and worshipping his very being! And guess what? It turned Tao on...

For nearly a month now, every time she saw Mona leave for her 'bi-weekly practice sessions,' she would follow her. She would always run around for maybe half a lap before heading into one of the change rooms, male or female. Either way, they were always empty so it didn't really matter. 

Tao would follow suit into the opposite room, curl up into a corner, and diligently finger herself as Mona's audible intercourse streamed itself into her ears. What she heard - what she felt - it was better than any porn she could ever find. Hearing Mona desperately describe every aspect of this boy's body, specifically his cock, was enough to give her an orgasm in it of itself. Hearing the wet sounds of sex and the way Venti sung her praises; it was erotic.

Twice a week, Tao had the most amazing orgasm. In fact, it felt like it got better every time. Of course, Tao would never reveal her excursions to Mona or the boy. It was one thing to peep on a couple, but to masturbate to their intercourse? She'd be reported and arrested immediately! And worst of all is that she wouldn't be able to continue her shameful sessions. 

The persistent masturbation has gotten so bad that Tao's mind has been clouded by thoughts of her and Venti. Although she has never met the guy, she can't help but picture the muscular stud who was able to replace Scaramouche in Mona's heart. The stud who could make Mona plead for her life as if she was being held at gunpoint. Except, instead of begging to be spared, she was praying to be fucked. Fucked until she couldn't move - until she was all but his cock sleeve.

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Like every time, Hu Tao followed her sneaky friend to the track field. Hiding behind corners, she waited for her to walk into a change room before sneaking into the opposite one. Pulling down her sports shorts, Tao noticed the already present wet spot in her pants. Because she had made it a ritual, Tao never bothered with underwear. It would only slow her down, after all. Instead, on these pleasurable days, she wore a sports bra and tight sport shorts - the kind that hugged her beautifully round bubble butt. Underneath those shorts, she wore a black thong. Even if the thong was uncomfortable in the hot weather, it helped get her riled up. The way it slid in to her moist snatch only prepped her for what was to come.

Hu Tao herself was a very cute woman. Not someone you'd call smoking hot, but more like an eye catcher. She had glowing white skin and gorgeous brown bangs. She had a minimal but nice amount of chest, but where she really shone was her ass. It was a round, popping bubble butt that could catch anyone's attention. Her only rival in that regard, ironically, was Mona. What frustrated her the most weren't her small breasts, but her height. She was considerably shorter than most of her peers, which got really embarassing at times. Like when she had to beg her friends to get stuff off the top shelf for her. 

With practice, Hu Tao slipped off that sticky thong and slinked herself into the corner of the shower. It's where, as she discovered, the walls were built thinnest. Rubbing circles around her sex, she prepared herself for the biweekly ritual. Soon enough, she was met with the sounds of vigorous fucking. Slamming against walls, Mona screamed out in pleasure. There again was Venti's praising. Mona, in response, praised him back. Only her praises were more... how do you put this? Religious.

Tao could hear Mona's desperate moaning. She could hear as Venti's massive cock and balls assaulted her soaking pussy and pounded on her fat ass. Tao could picture the scene in her head: a strong, muscular jock destroying Mona's frail body. She would scream and grasp at his large body while he destroyed her pretty hole.

"I'M CUMMING~!" Mona screamed, and Hu Tao came.

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Unable to satiate her lust, Tao resorted to masturbating in the middle of night in her dorm. She flipped through dirty magazines and looked throughout the internet, but nothing compared to what she felt during those peep sessions. So, she used her imagination. As she fingered her dripping pussy, she thought about how big and strong Venti was. How he'd be able to lift her up with his massive cock and slam her against a wall. How he'd make her beg and cry to be used every day. Biting her lips as to not awaken the sleeping Collei, her roommate, she came, wetting her bed. She was lucky that it was pitch dark or someone could spot something sexual if they looked through the slight hole in their door. That darned thing still needed to be replaced. The things one rogue ping-pong ball can do.

That orgasm could not even compete with the ones before. So, she masturbated again. And again. She was unstoppable. Constantly massaging her clit, pumping her digits in and out. She just couldn't satisfy herself. These images of Venti's fat member fucking her senseless were burned into her consciousness. She needed a Venti in her life. No. She just needed Venti.

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A few days later, Tao made her way through the school, playing her standard routine. Other than those few sinful nights, she was still a normal student. She dressed in a classic red sleeveless short top that showed off her toned stomach and surprisingly strong shoulders. It frilled like a skirt just under the chest, displaying those assets proudly. Sure, she didn't have big breasts, but man, look at that stomach. For down under, she had a matching red skirt that frilled as well. The skirt was long enough to cover her large behind, but short enough to display a good amount of thighs. Underneath, she had no bra and only an alluring black thong. It was one of those days after all.

As Tao was making her way from class to class, she saw Mona in the halls. The astrologist in training tried to strike up a conversation with her teammate, but Tao was too embarrassed. After all, she had been using her voice as masturbation material. Blushing, Tao reluctantly talked with Mona. The two engaged in small talk before Mona asked "Been to the track field recently? Or maybe the change rooms~?"

There was a slight flirtatious tone fluttering in her voice. Tao was struck back by her question. 'Does she know?' A nervous, shaking smile crossed Tao's lips as she began twitching in place. Tao was going to shoot the question down, but someone came and interrupted their private conversation. A thin boy with a green beret and interestingly coloured braided hair walked over and hooked his arm over Mona's shoulder. Mona looked back at him, giving the boy an annoyed expression.

"What do you want now?" She asked the boy.

"I was just about to say hi, but you greet me like I'm the devil~" The boy joked.

Something about him made Tao's body shiver. The boy, in his cute summer wear, gave Tao a jolt of energy. It was like she recognized him from somewhere. She looked over him, trying to figure it out. The only thing she could think of was this old commercial she saw a while back, but no, that wasn't it.

"So, Mona~ We still meeting for that assignment~?" Venti said, looking straight at the flustered Tao instead of his supposed partner. "Same spot as last time?"

Tao's heart skipped a beat. Was he talking about that spot? No way, right? This was just a normal school project, not some sex thing. Plus, this guy? He wasn't the stud Mona kept yelling about on those sensual nights.

He was a short boy with flawless white skin and prettily done hair. So short, in fact, that he was barely any taller than the queen of short people, herself. He had pretty sparkling eyes and dressed in very casual wear. There was a charming/cute aura around him, but not much else. However, Hu Tao did get a hint of something tickling her nose. Deodorant? It made her slightly warm inside, similarly to those cruel minutes before one of her peeping sessions. Strange...

"Actually... I've got an idea for a new spot~" Mona answered, turning her face to look at Tao's. The two of them were staring at her with big smiles, unnerving her. "Tao? Do you know where Collei is? We need to ask her something. It's for the project~"

"Uh... I think she was staying over at her parents tonight. It's been getting really hot in our room..." She said, looking down at the ground to avoid their gaze.

"Perfect~" Mona's voice once again fluttered with that sultry accent. Tao awkwardly excused herself and waddled away from the duo. There was something weird going on with the two and she did not want to hand around any longer. Plus, Mona's original question still danced around her mind. 'Does she know?'

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At the end of the day, Tao made it down to the track field, looking for any signs of Mona. Spying from the bleachers, she scanned the field for the girl. After around ten minutes of waiting, she decided that Mona must have come early. Tao hopped down from the heights and went stealthily searching on ground floor.

Making her way around the grounds, Tao couldn't find any sign of Mona or Venti's sinful intercourse. Nor could she find any sign of the two in general. Maybe Mona's little school project had put a hamper on their scheduled fucking, so she decided to leave, uncomfortable and extremely horny.

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Back at the dorm building, Tao was rubbing her legs, trying to sate the heat in her core. The hot outside weather made her so sweaty that her thong has started riding into her deeply aroused pussy, ever so slightly teasing it. An infinite cycle of arousal and teasing.

Entering the building, Tao noticed that it was basically empty. She guessed that more and more students had decided to move out given the heat. Maybe Collei just followed a movement that she wasn't aware of. Anyways, Tao slowly made her way up the stairs, wincing whenever her thong touched and especially sensitive part of her swollen lips.

Reaching her floor, Tao was about to enter, but was stopped by a recognizable moan. Mona's moan. Immediately, Tao ducked down in surprise. Listening around, she noticed that there were more than just moans. There was sex. She crawled over to her dorm's door, getting a jolt of pleasure when her hard nipples touched the floor, before listening in. Indeed, what she heard were the memorable sounds of sex from those late afternoons in the change rooms. Daring a look through the hole in the door, Tao carefully shimmied over and stuck one eye through.

Indeed, there she was. Mona Megistus and her stupidly pleased face. She was laying butt up on the bed. Her tongue was out and about, drooling all over, what Tao noticed, was her bed. Mona was completely naked, with her clothes scattered around the dorm room floor. Tao also noticed the massive dick that was currently violating her. Sure, Tao knew it'd be big. But this was enormous. As the man pulled out his phallic object, Tao gave an estimate of half a meter in size. Not to mention the width. It looked like copper pipe in diameter! 

She also took note of those massive fucking balls. They looked like large, ripe apples. They violently bashed themselves into Mona's ass and thighs, causing them to jiggle like jello. Tao began drooling at the sight, much like Mona was right now. She couldn't take her eyes off that thing. It was as if it was summoning her. She desperately wanted to barge in and suck it - please it - but the rational mind held her back.

Hu Tao began taking off her skirt, desperate to release. Try as she might, she could not see the owner of the beast. But, with only the sight of Mona being demolished by such a demon, she was able to immediately bring herself to an orgasm when a finger entered her snatch. Tao continued masturbating, biting her lips as to restrain her cries of pleasure. She looked up and down that massive, veiny rod. Her senses were aflame with stimulation. 

Because she always came to only the sound, Tao never got to experience the sights or, especially, the smells. There was a pungent smell of sex in the air. Like pickle brine mixed with sweat. It should have revolted her, but instead, it made the fingering so much more pleasurable. It was strong, extreme even, but that funky smell made her clit burn with desire. She felt it burn her nose, but she didn't mind. It pumped its way throughout her body and brain. The smell made her dizzy in a good way. In an adrenaline-filled way. Like after a rollercoaster. 

By the time Tao had her second orgasm, Mona was cumming too. She yelled a religious sounding prayer into the warm air, making Tao silently moan. Why? She couldn't figure out why. But it felt right to moan, y'know? 

"You're so sexy when you scream, you know that, Mona~" Venti praised, slapping Mona on the ass which only caused her to scream louder.

"Master~ Give me more~" She moaned out in response. Tao gave a hard pump at that. 

"You get one load, Mona~ The rest is for later~" The mysterious Venti said. Whatever he meant by later, Hu Tao didn't care. All she wanted was to witness more of this erotic union.

Venti pushed himself deeply into Mona. His shove rode her up the bed and caused sheets to rumple. Being further up, Venti was forced to advance as well. He grabbed her wide hips with two hands and pulled himself towards the mess of a girl. Slowly, almost methodically, Venti came into Tao's view. Tao almost let a gasp of surprise when she saw Venti's face. It was the boy from earlier! The skinny, short, frail little boy! But how was he packing something so large?

Tao shoved more digits into her pussy just looking at him. With her other hand, she ran her spare fingers over her sensitive breasts, basking in the sight. Such a weak man was dominating Mona - dominating her. He brutally shoved his length down Mona's gaping hole and abused her like the slut she was. Venti was the definition of a twink; scrawny, short, but cute in a generally feminine way. But here? He was using Mona like he was an alpha. As if all those misogynistic views on gender roles compiled into one twinkish femboy: Venti.

"YOU'RE MASSIVE COCK IS DESTROYING MY CREVIX, MASTER~! 💓" Mona yelled out.

Venti only pounded harder and harder. Tao could tell he was ready to deliver his humongous load down Mona's weak cunt. She could see his balls twitching in preparation as they inflated with cum. Reaching his precipice, Venti released his load. However, instead of looking at his partner, he turned his head to the peep hole and gave it a slight smile and a wink. He watched the hole as he came, completely ignoring Mona. Tao felt like he was staring into her soul - seeing how perverted and corrupted it had become. She salivated, dropping drool onto her milky thighs. 

"YES~!" Mona screamed, though Venti didn't react. He was still focused on that peep hole and the little girl behind it.

Turning back to Mona, Venti pulled out, letting huge chunks of cum roll out and onto the bed. Tao internally flinched at the mess, but soon forgave her lord. He couldn't help his greatness. Venti helped pick up the moaning Mona, pulling her up by her pigtails. 

"Looks like your friend has finally come to greet us~" He said, glancing back at the door. All of a sudden, the door wooshed open, revealing Tao, legs sprawled on the floor, hands caressing her small chest, and cunt dripping with arousal. "Hello, Hu Tao! It's nice to finally meet you~" He said, too casually.

"D-did you know about me from the start?" She stuttered, wanting an answer to Mona's original question.

"First time, no. Every other time, though? If you can hear us through the walls, we can hear you~" Venti answered with a cheeky wink. It sent a shiver through Tao's body.

"Are you ready to finally embrace our lord, Tao~? He's been preparing for your eventual joining~" Mona purred, a finger absentmindedly toying with the leaking semen. "Honestly, I thought you'd take the bait sooner. But better now than ever, right~?" 

Venti beckoned Tao over to the bed. She obliged. Crawling on all fours, she scampered up and onto the bed, leaving her skirt and crop top at the door. Her thong, still pressing on her sensitive walls, gave Venti a delectable view of her bubble butt. Mona, noticing his gaze, got a bit upset. 

"Master~?" She asked, turning to Venti. "Why don't you demonstrate to her your power on me~?" She said with a pout.

"I'm pretty sure she already saw me fuck you raw if that's what you mean. Besides, isn't hands on learning best?" He responded with a smile directly at Tao. Mona, not one to be one-upped, dove for Venti's cock, grabbing it in her small hands. She began slowly 

"Alright, Tao. Watch and learn." Mona sensually rubbed Venti's cock, feeling the veiny length with her hand. Pushing herself forward, she took a long whiff of his cock stench, then moved in for a lick. Hu Tao wasn't one to be showed up, so she also moved in and grabbed Venti's member with her lithe hands.

The two jacked their boy off, staring daggers into each other's eyes. "No, no, no! You're doing it all wrong!"

"What's wrong, Mona? Can't hold up against another ass queen?" Tao sneered. The two increased their pumping. Tao moved in and began rubbing her small chest across Venti's long manhood. Mirroring her, Mona did the same, pushing the thick dick against her bare tummy.

Venti let out a long moan. The feeling of the two girls' rubbing was weird, but immensely satisfying. Their small chests squeezed and pulled at the cock, making it spew pre-cum all over them. The pre slime only helped the sensations as it lubricated their chests, allowing for quicker rubbing. Their skinny bodies hugged the soul out of his beast - giving him a, uh, body job?

At the tip, the two began a cock-licking competition. Mona swirled her tongue around the foreskin tip, while Tao sucked at the perimeter like a melting popsicle. Pre-cum dribbled down from the tip and onto their bodies, giving them an unusual shower. Venti, with both of his hands, stuck a few digits into each of their delicious holes, giving them a taste of their own ministration. Mona moaned into the tip and Tao gasped out as Venti's flexible hands played their vaginas like a lyre.

Tao backed down from the body-rubbing competition and instead went for untouched territory: Venti's fat balls. She engulfed an entire sack with her greedy mouth, sucking and tonguing it like a jawbreaker. Venti groaned as her hot mouth pleasured his sack, giving her a pat on the head as a reward. Mona continued her work on the head by using it as her personal lollipop. Her mouth was like a vacuum - sucking up all of Venti's sweet, sweet juices.

"Thwese moan faht bwalls are sooooo guhwood~ 💕"

Tao could feel those large balls of Venti's churn with joy. She had to spit them out, gagging as they inflated to become to big for her mouth. She pressed her face against them, letting their rhythmic pulses and heat wash over her. Mona could sense her god coming to an end as well. She masterfully swirled her tongue around the shaft, awaiting the silver rain to douse her.

Venti groaned, pulling at Tao's hair as he came, much to her delight. The thick batter shot out like a fountain and completely coated the two girls in his cum. Tao, with wide, wondrous eyes, watched as the cum poured over her and Mona. She moaned as the steaming juices slapped her flawless yet feeble skin. All available surface area was invaded by Venti's virile semen.

"Soak me in your addictive cum, master~! 💗" Mona moaned.

"It's so rich~! 💕" Hu Tao followed.

As the fountain of youth sputtered to a halt, Mona and Tao began wiping off their coats. Tao watched as Mona devoured the sticky substance coating her skin, so she mimicked. Cleaning off her face, Tao licked her fingers clean, savouring the cum's manly aroma. She felt her already soaking pussy gush even harder. She felt proud eating the sinful semen. Proud to serve Venti in such a way.

Venti pulled the steel rod towards himself, swiping off some stray globs of cum before waving it infront of the two loyal girls. Mesmerized by the beast, they stopped their meal to watch it swing. Their holes exploded with arousal and their minds filled with dreams of that thing abusing them.

"Show me your asses. I think it's time to settle this petty score~" Ask and he shall receive. The two girls turned around, sticking out their bubble butts for the bard. Smirking, Venti molested each ass with one hand. Mona's ass was nice and plump. It folded in his hand, but remained perky and shapely. Hu Tao's, however, moulded to match his palm. It was wider, soft like putty. 

"Master~ Whose ass is better~?" Mona asked. "I bet it's mine. Tao's butt is like wet paper. Mine's strong and buoyant, isn't it~?" 

Venti gave Mona a stern slap. She could feel her womb ovulating in his presence. "Both of you are drop-dead gorgeous in your own right, okay?" The two moaned at his compliment, but that didn't settle the score.

"I bet he likes mine better but doesn't want to admit it~" Tao said with a grin so cheeky that it could only be rivaled by Venti's own. "He likes it soft, don't you, Venti~?" She purred.

Sticking out her tongue, Mona blew a raspberry at Tao's face. Venti decided to put an end to this argument by slamming his rocket deep into Mona's hole, turning her raspberry into a dumb, drooling face. Mona screamed out as Venti's cock pushed deeply into her womb. Pulling out, Venti was met with a sad pout from the astrologist. Then, before the oblivious Tao could react, Venti shoved his dick into her instead.

"OH MY LORD~! 💕 IT'S SO BIG~!" She let out a scream, with greater enthusiasm than Mona's, as the rod took away her virginity. Although many would call her impure, she felt like she had been purified. Gone was the silent peeping as she stroked her clit. Now, Tao was her own obsession's personal slut. "IT'S PURIFYING MY SINFUL SNATCH~! 💓"

Venti spent a little longer in Tao, giving her a chance to feel his greatness. Afterwards, he pulled out, leaving Tao pouting like Mona. Stabbing into Mona again, Venti slapped her ass to assert his power over the situation. 

Venti constantly swapped between the two, savouring both of their tight pussies. Tao was definitely tighter, but that was an unfair advantage that he would ignore for the sake of fairness. He sampled their offerings and enjoyed the tight dampness that they gave. Their vice-like holes begged him not to leave, but he always did, only to return soon enough. Tao tried to keep her face playful, but she soon broke just as Mona did much earlier, leaving her a mess of hair, cum, drool, and sweat. Mona, mouth agape against the bed, had her eyes rolling to the back of her head whenever Venti's cock kissed her womb.

"So moan who's pussy is moan better~?" Mona asked, unable to see because of the pleasure coursing through her.

"It's mine~! 💕" Tao interjected as Venti's cock bulged inside her stomach. Her hands roamed across her taut belly as she felt her abs fold under his freakishly large beast. This would be a great workout for her. 

"It's groan hard to decide..." Venti said through gritted teeth. He was too busy enjoying their cock-addicted nethers to choose a winner. They were both great in his book.

"Winner makes him cum~" Tao sang, directing her voice to Mona. Although she couldn't really answer with Venti now assaulting her hole and all, she made an effort to nod. Unfortunately, to Tao, Mona's nod reminded her of a dog lapping at a water bowl. 

"Deal~ 💕" Tao said right before Venti inserted himself into her cock slot. His serpent slithered itself into her womb, rummaging through her like an old wardrobe. The abuse on her cervix made her cry out to the world - thanking it for giving her Venti. That stiff stick made Tao the happiest girl on Earth.

Venti continued his dual assault, sharing the wealth with both of his girls. Their pussies squelched pleasurably as his cock rammed into them. Venti groped their supple butt cheeks and they moaned madly in response. For Venti, he got an enjoyable rubbing every time he reinserted his monster penis. His foreskin peeling itself back as it entered their tight holes. 

He could feel his cock about to burst, so he did the only thing a good god would do: bless them both! Smashing into Mona's cunt, Venti pulled her hips as close as he could to his pelvis and deposited a fat load deep inside of her. The chunky semen instantly filled up her willing womb. Even a drop of his virile cum could get a woman pregnant. This would be enough for a village. Luckily for Mona, Venti was a merciful god.

Tao, a bit disappointed, heard Mona's primal moan as Venti filled her with his baby batter. Her pride became shame as Venti chose Mona over her. Fortunately, that feeling was soon reversed as Venti exited Mona's pleading clit and thrusted himself deep into Tao's, filling her with an equal share of semen. 

The warm load made its way into Tao, giving her a taste of his precious treasure. She would need a full dump next time, but this would suffice. Her womb just begged to be impregnated by that impressive batch of cum. Eggs were being prepared, unfortunately not to be used. Maybe Venti's cum had a fix for that? It was a miracle juice, after all.

Semen exploded out of Tao's cunt and splashed around her thighs. The mucky musk thickly dribbled down her leg and onto the bed sheets. 'A later problem,' she mentally noted.

"It's so warm and moan comforting~ 💓" Tao said, face drooling on the bed. Venti idly rubbed their upward facing rears, taking in the sight in front of him. Two obedient acolytes, face first into the bed, sticking out their huge bubble butts and absolutely drenched with semen. This was the life of a god, alright.

"So, master. Who won? 💕" Mona asked, getting up from her bowing position. She rubbed her face against Venti's bare chest, purring to his touch. Tao did as well. She got up and brushed her hair against Venti's head, enjoying the feeling of their mixing. Vent caressed their cheeks. He took a gander at both of them before saying, "Might need a round two to truly determine who's better. What do you girls think~? ❤️" 

The two moaned at his touch, watching as his flaccid cock began brimming with life once more.

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"And that's why, because of Tevyat's trade restrictions, article 19 was voted in." Professor Furina, head of the law and civics department, took a bow as she finished her lecture. A large spotlight highlighted her in the center of the room, slowly fading out into darkness. She was definitely one for the dramatics. Wearing an expensive light blue suit and tie, Furina was dressed more like a television host than a Tevyat University professor. The lecture hall dispersed with murmurs of topical conversation floating around. The dark room had its lights flash back on, showing off the round, barely-filled room. Not many people took her classes, but those who did did like the accompanying show that Furina always produced. 

As students filed out, Furina spotted one specific one dozing off in the corner. Venti, once again, was sleeping in her class. This wasn't the first time she had caught him skipping, napping, or not paying attention. He was well known by the staff for being a trouble kid, but Furina found that she had the worst of it. She often did take pity on the boy, to the disapproval of many of her peers, but she could tell that he was smart in his own right. There was always a spark that she saw light up whenever he took an exam that she wanted to encourage. 

But enough eventually did become enough. Furina, getting up on a stool, cupped her hands together and shouted for Venti.

"Venti!" She yelled, startling the boy awake. He groggily wiped his eyes, perhaps not realising the trouble he was in. "Are you sleeping in my class again?"

For a teacher, Furina was on the shorter side. She was the same size as Venti, a notably short student. That, plus her more childish attitude when it came to her subject, led a lot of people to mistake her as another student. To Furina, that was all part of the act. However, when she needed to get serious, she would. And in this case, she would be all business.

"Mind explaining to me what's the deal with your, ahem, interesting track record?" 

"I dunno what you're talking about, miss." He said, still not fully awake.

"Two weeks ago, you've skipped both scheduled lectures. A week ago, you slept through one. This week, you've skipped and slept. Got a good excuse?" She asked, still shouting from her stool in the room's center. Venti reluctantly got up from his spot and made his way down the lecture hall's steps, figuring it'd be easier for Furina to tell him off if she wasn't shouting and balancing herself on a small stool. Reaching the middle, Venti took a seat on one of the small stools. Furina sighed. "Look; I know you're doing fine, but you've got to at least look like you give a damn."

"Sure thing, short stuff." He winked, sending Furina into a fit of frustration. 

"What did you just call me?! Short?" She yelled. "I'll have you know that I've been saving your ass and all you do is call me short?!" She yelled, but her face looked more like a pouting dog than an angry teacher.

"Anyone tell you you're cute when you get mad?" He cheekily teased, causing Furina's rage to become embarrassment. A tomato red blush splashed across her face. "And I don't need any saving. Let the teachers pick away at me - I don't mind. As long as I do the work what does it matter if I don't show up?"

"B-because it builds strong habits! Because it shows respect! Because you can learn more!" Furina rebutted, face still tinged with red.

"Ok, Fur," Furina's blush deepened at that name. "I'll come next class. But, it better be worth it~" Venti skipped out of the class. Furina, still standing there, bewildered, was contemplating what she would do about this rascal.

"Fine!" She shouted out to him. "You won't be bored for a second!"

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"Look, Lisa. I know I've always been the one defending Venti, but this time he's cross the line." Furina huffed. She was in the faculty lounge talking with a lazily laying Lisa. She was absentmindedly flicking her fingernails while Furina ranted to her.

"Maybe you just have to let him do his thing. I know I was frustrated with the boy. But then, he opened my eyes~" She said, almost dreamily. Something about the way she talked put Furina on edge.

"Yea? How so?"

"Well, he skipped an important lab and had to redo it. So, naturally, I made him do it on the weekend under my supervision. What I didn't realize then was that he has a certain method to his madness. He really showed me who's boss~" Her voice felt fluttery to Furina. Almost like a schoolgirl with a crush? "You've just got to open up to him. He'll show you the way~"

The way Lisa spoke reminded Furina of religious preachers. Her cadence was that of a loyal follower spreading the word for a cause. As someone who grew up in a religious household, it made Furina shudder. Memories of church pastors flooded Furina's mind. They all talked about the greatness of Barbatos, like how Lisa was talking about Venti.

"I can tell that Venti has taken a liking to you," Lisa's words made Furina twitch. This wasn't how teachers normally talked about their students, right? "You've just got to accept it~"

"A-and how would I d-do that..?" Furina asked, almost a whisper.

"First, you've got to spruce up that wardrobe. How do you survive in such a thick suit? C'mon, Furina. Wear something more... revealing. For the weather, of course." Furina's deep blush reappeared. "Next, you've got to talk to him more. I'm sure you'll learn all about the boy after a good and long talk~" Furina fidgeted around in her chair. She was quite uncomfortable with how this conversation was going. 

"I guess it's been quite hot... Maybe it would be a good idea to wear something cooler tomorrow..."

"That's the spirit~!" Lisa said in a slow, sensual voice. Furina squirmed like a fish out of water.

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"Therefore, citizens have to maintain residential statuses because of the way our judicial system has built itself around taxation. Thank you." Furina said, bowing once more under the spotlight. Instead of her normal well dressed getup, she, under the influence of Lisa's suggestions, was wearing a simple blue tank top and white cargo shorts. Sure, they weren't professional, but they sure did help beat the heat.

As always, students began filtering out as she ended her lecture. People murmured about what they had just heard, as usual. What wasn't usual for her class was the fact that Venti was sitting there, eyes peeled open, listening intently throughout the show. The bard made his way down the steps and towards Furina. Lisa's strange words flashed through her mind, giving her an odd feeling as the boy approached her.

Venti looked Furina over. Sure, she didn't have the biggest assets - some would even say she had none - but she did have a cute charm to her. Her breasts were small and her butt was flat, although it did have a slight shapely curve to it. She did have decently wide hips, but it wasn't anything Mona or Tao couldn't beat. To others, they would've brushed her off as just another teacher. Nothing smoking like Lisa or the Raiden. To Venti, he could see that her attractiveness laid in her face. For an adult, she had an adorable face. The kind of face that would look cute under any facial expression. Her blue and white bangs also made her look like an angel frozen in time. She had this divinity surrounding her that was only matched by the Shogun, granted in a different way. While other professors had auras of discipline, Furina had a playful innocence that appealed to Venti. 

"Well, well, well. The Venti has finally given one of my lectures a proper chance, eh?" She said with a smirk. 

"Eh. It was a bit of a drag, to be honest." He said, smirking back. Furina and Venti became locked in a duel of snark. The two stared down each other in the eyes. As she stared, Furina saw something deep within Venti's irises. Something primal. It frankly scared her a bit, but she was the adult here, so she would not back down.

"Ah? So. Care to explain what was so boring?" She asked, dragging out the last word.

"Let's start with positives. I like the new outfit. It looks cute on you, Fur~" As she often did now, Furina once again broke into a blush. Her face radiated heat, and Venti loved it. She was so cute when red. "And the light work was pretty nifty. But, I was a bit bored on the subject-"

"How so?" She blurted, almost a bit too quickly. 

"Well, I already knew all of that~" He answered while poking one finger onto her flat chest. Furina recoiled, blushing even harder. Perhaps harder than ever before, even. 

"So what? You read a textbook before the class just to make a point or something?" 

"I didn't, but that's besides the point. You promised that I'd be entertained. And I'm not. So? How are you going to make it up to me? I'll give you a chance at redemption~"

Furina, with arms wrapped around herself, didn't know what to do. She did say that she'd entertain him, but she didn't owe the boy anything! I mean, she was the teacher for Barbatos' sake! But, she felt inclined to do something for him. After all, he did hold up his end of the bargain; even if it was basically the bare minimum.

"Well? What do you suggest?" She asked the bard nervously.

"If you can't entertain me with the subject, why don't you do something else for me? Like, let's say, put on a little personal show for yours truly?" Furina bit her lip. What did he want exactly? 

"Look Fur," A twitch from Furina. "You're cute. So, why don't you make that cuteness shine? Just for little ol' me~? ❤️" 

Venti stared her down with the confidence of a lion. Furina saw burning stars within his eyes that made her falter. Although they were the same size, Furina felt like she was looking up at a mountain. Venti was pushing her down and she didn't know what to do... What to do other than comply, of course.

"F-f-fine. One little performance for you..." Furina had a background in theatre. She just loved to perform, so she tried incorporating that passion into her classes. But now, Venti was asking her for just a performance, and she didn't know how to do it. "A-any requests..?"

"I said to show off your cuteness, so do just that~" Venti's voice made Furina weak in the knees. It was like listening to an orchestra playing just for you.

Furina took a bow. Tentatively, she did the only thing she could think of: open up to the boy. For whatever reason, that meant stripping. Furina unbuttoned her cargo shorts, slowly and sensually taking them off. Her blush infected her entire upper half, leaving her looking like she was dipped into ketchup. Venti clapped as Furina began taking off her pants, revealing the lacey white panties underneath. Live, Venti could see a wet spot form as Furina became turned on.

She didn't know why she was aroused, but she was. Knowing Venti was looking over her like she was a common whore made her both angry and excited. To be degraded at such a level was weirdly enjoyable for her. Especially since the man degrading her was this rebellious boy that she always clashed with.

With her cargo shorts off, Furina caressed her thighs and ass with her thin hands. Venti whistled at her, making her feel even more aroused. She couldn't tell if that massive blush was from embarrassment or sexual tension anymore. Though, whatever was causing it, she didn't really mind. Not one bit. 

Furina began working on her tank top. Slowly pulling it over her head, her bare breasts began coming out. Venti noticed that she didn't have a bra on. 'Interesting,' He thought. 

As Furina was going to make the final move, the two heard a scuffling at the door. Furina quickly dropped her shirt back over her small body while Venti pushed her behind the speaker's podium to hide her pantless legs. 

"Miss Furina?" A voice called out. The two immediately recognized it as Xinyun's, a fellow classmate of Venti's and one of Furina's best students. "I've got a few questions regarding today's lecture..." 

As the doors were pushed open, Venti jumped behind the surprisingly large podium. His face was pressed right against Furina's lovely, pantie-clad butt. He brushed his cheek against hers, eliciting an eep from Furina. Xinyun ran down the stairs, but Furina stopped him in the middle.

"I-I'm a bit busy at the m-moment..." She stuttered out.

"Please! It's just one quick question! I swear!" Xinyun pleaded. Venti, little shit that he is, rubbed a finger against her wet lips. Furina bit down on her mouth, continuously blushing like a red siren. 

"Answer his question~" Venti whispered. Somehow, Furina could understand it perfectly. As if the wind was directing his words straight into her ears. "It'll be fun~ ❤️"

"F-f-fine... Make it quick..." She reluctantly said, completely embarrassed. Venti continued massaging her through her panties. He ran his finger against her entrance with practice. Furina squirmed, rubbing her thighs together, but Venti never relented. She did her best to hold back the desperate moans that tried to escape her mouth.

Xinyun droned on with his query, and Furina tried her best to listen. She could only pick up a few keywords, instead primarily focusing on Venti's rubbing. The bard decided to up the ante. He slowly pulled her panties down until they were around her ankles. Then, he began slinking a tongue into her hot snatch. His precise tongue hit all of Furina's sweet spots, forcing out one of her moans.

"What was that?" Xinyun asked, seemingly oblivious to her sexual frustrations. 

"N-nothing. Just a bit hot, that's it. Yeah..."

"You're a terrible liar~" Venti whispered, getting a little kick in his chest from Furina. He quietly laughed, making Furina only more frustrated. 

Xinyun kept talking for what felt like forever. With every second, Furina felt like an hour had passed. Venti continued his licking, producing more pleasure than she has ever felt. She had masturbated before, but this was on a whole other level. 'Was this what it felt like to have a boyfriend?' She dared the thought.

"Well? Can you answer it?" Xinyun genuinely asked. But Furina couldn't concentrate. She was on the brink of an orgasm as Venti lapped at her vagina. She felt the pressure build up inside and she was desperate to let it out.

"Wow, that's a thinker," She said, still not really knowing what exactly he asked. "I'll bring it up next class, I promise. Please, I'm really busy right now." Furina's pleading seemingly worked as Xinyun said his goodbyes and ran out of the hall, not wanting to disturb the teacher any longer. Right as he closed the door, Furina let out a loud moan. It echoed throughout the hall like a bell ringing. To Venti, it was music.

Furina's pussy spasmed as it came. Her sweet juices flowed into Venti's mouth. He continued to lick away as Furina rode through her orgasm. Huge amounts of liquid squirted onto her thighs and legs. Furina was screaming in pleasure as Venti licked and licked. It felt amazing.

"AHHH~!" Furina moaned. She felt dirty, embarrassed even, but most importantly, she felt pleasure. She felt like she was at the top of the world. 

Venti, standing up from the ground, licking at the juice around his mouth, smiled at the teacher. "That was pretty entertaining, but I think I still deserve something more, don't you~?"

Furina had to agree. He had helped her, so she should help him. It was only fair. The law is law. And to her, Venti's words felt like law.

"Well then, Venti, you've been a pretty good student today. I guess you do deserve a bit of a reward~" She said, biting her lip. Venti felt his erection grow at the sight. His adorable teacher sexily gnawing at her pink lips. It deserved a kiss. 

Venti leaned in and slammed his face against hers. They began sucking lips as their tongue mashed into each other. Venti swirled his tongue throughout her mouth, desperate to taste more of her. Furina's mouth was his domain. She would let him taste everything she had to offer. 

As they frenched, Venti began pulling off Furina's tank top. He yanked it over her head, bringing her slight chest into the open. The two continued kissing. Venti ran his hands all over her bare body, resting one on her small ass and groping it to his heart's content. Furina moaned into his touch, greatly enjoying his caressing.

Eventually, the two had to split for air. A long strand of saliva connected both of their mouths as they separated. Furina dreamily looked at Venti. She could finally understand what Furina meant by a method to his madness.

"Is it really just for me to be naked while you're still clothed, sir~?" She asked. Her eyelids were half closed and her lip was being pressed between her teeth. Who could say no to such an arousing sight?

Like the wind, Venti stripped off his casual clothes. His massive cock sprang out, surprising Furina with the size. "What's wrong, Fur~? Cat got your tongue~? ❤️" 

"More like a cobra~" Without prompt, Furina dropped down on her knees and began worshiping the beast in front of her. She rubbed her hands across the huge balls while her mouth sucked on the tip like a straw. She could smell and taste the musky pre-cum being leaked into her mouth. It was a sample for what's to come.

Moaning against his cock, Furina was in paradise. And so was Venti. Inexperienced as she might have been, it felt amazing to get sucked off by her. Furina's warm mouth gave Venti jolts of pleasure. As another plus, looking into Furina's determined eyes made everything better. She was just that cute~

Venti let Furina take control, not wanting to disturb the sight in front of him. He was all got a good face fucking, but now, he wanted to see what his teacher could do. Furina could barely fit a third of the thing inside her pretty mouth, but what she could fit in was exploding with pleasure. The teacher's small hands moved from the balls to the base, rubbing what she couldn't slurp up. The blowjob and handjob mix made Venti moan out loud. His primal sign of lust rang inside Furina's ears. The sound only made her more determined to give the boy a pleasurable release.

"You're moan doing so well, Fur~ Keep this up and I might have to show up to more of your classes~" Furina moaned at his praise. "You'd like that, wouldn't you~?"

Dollops of pre found themselves into Furina's mouth. The manly taste made her body vibrate. She wanted the main course already! Luckily, her prayers were heard. Furina desperately sucked him off. Venti's dick surged with pleasure, leading to his release. His huge balls became even bigger as they filled with chunky cum. Globs of semen were shot out of his tip, landing straight into her mouth. Furina began gagging at the amount of cum entering her lips. Choking at the load, Furina released his wet dick. Cum continued spurting out of the tip, soaking her pretty face in white paint. The thick liquid rolled down her face and coated her body in its essence. 

"It's so thick, sir~ 💕" She moaned, rubbing the semen against her white skin. She wanted to absorb as much as she could. She needed to be baptized by it. The salty stink of semen tainted her mouth. Furina savoured the delicious flavours and aromas that she was showered with. 

Venti's cock hardened once again at Furina's religious ritual. Seeing her massage his thick goop into her body made Venti happy. His fat cock regained its prime mass, ready to breed a willing woman's womb.

"It's still so hard~! 💓" Furina groaned out, staring directly at his dick. Her pussy was begging to have that thing stuffed inside. She felt her womb ovulating at the sight and smell. With cum still stinking up her body, Furina crawled over to the inflated penis and lovingly rubbed her face against it.

"Now this will be a real show, won't it, Fur~?" She no longer felt embarrassed at his use of a pet name. In fact, Furina felt proud. It showed that Venti cared for her. It showed that she was an obedient follower of Barbatos... Yes... 

Everything clicked. Lisa sounded like a preacher because she was one! Preaching the word of Barbatos like all those people from her childhood. Only, she was preaching the true Barbatos. The one who would fuck you senseless and let you writhe in the pleasure. He was a god of freedom, sure. But he was also a lord of sex.

Furina turned around and stuck her ass up. She wanted to be bred like a dog. Venti, without hesitation, impaled Furina on his rod. His manhood met her womanhood and everything felt right in the world. 

"BARBATOS~!" She cried out. "IT'S SO BIG~! 💕"

"And it's all for you~" He said, slamming hard into her wrecked pussy. His massive balls plapped against her hairless pussy entrance, adding a rhythmic pulse of pleasure with every swing. 

"Your fat cock takes up my entire hole and then some~ 💓 I bet it can't even fully fit in me before it hits the back of my stupid fucking womb~ 💕"

As if on cue, Venti shoved his fuck stick into Furina's prepared womb. It tickled her eggs, making them beg to be bred.

"Look at that," He said. Furina turned her head, looking at his length through tears of pleasure. As she said, the cock didn't even fully fit. "You could call it too small, Fur. I call it just right~"

Venti pounded that pussy until it was raw. His cock throbbed inside of her, making Furina cry out with every pulse. The fat dick reshaped her once-virgin hole, marking her permanently as his. She'd never give up her body to anyone but her lord. Her pussy was a sign of just that.

"I'm pretty sure this counts as physical assault under Tevyatian law~! 💗" Furina, always a teacher. "But I don't care~! It feels so good~!"

"It doesn't matter, Fur~ My word is law, isn't it~? ❤️"

"YES~! WHATEVER YOU SAY EVERY WOMAN IN TEVYAT HAS TO OBEY~! 💕💓" Furina's heart was pounding like a bass drum. Every thought of Venti made her gush even harder.

Venti was now ready to end things. His cock, ready to spew, continued mashing Furina's pussy. He needed to lay his seed deep into his precious sow. Pushing against the back of her womb, Venti came, injecting her with a fat load.

"IT'S SO BIG~! SO MUCH, SIR~! 💕" She yelled, feeling her open womb flood with his blessing. Furina came as his cum assaulted her hole. Each shot from Venti's cock felt like a missile. 

"It's all for you, Fur~" He said, rubbing his hands over her cum-covered back. Feeling like she wasn't soaked enough, Venti prematurely pulled out of the desperately moaning woman and gave her the thickest back shot in the history of back shots. The cum rained down and covered her completely.

When Venti's storm finally halted, Furina was shaking. Her entire body felt changed. She slowly got up from the floor, noticing just how much semen was laying on the wooden floor. It looked like a coating of plaster. She admired just how much Venti could produce, gaining a deeper sense of longing for the boy. 

"So, Venti," Furina turned to him, rubbing thick globs of cum off her face. "How'd you like that show~? 💕" No longer embarrassed, only a faint blushed tickled her face. 

"It was stunning, Fur~" He said, cupping her rosy cheek. "I guess I'm gonna have to attend more classes now, huh?"

Furina grinned from cheek to cheek.

Chapter Text

Ding dong.

The corner store's sliding doors slid open with a woosh. In walked Lumine, Noelle, and Barbara, followed by the one and only Venti. The four savoured the cold, airconditioned air that washed over them. 

"Finally out of that sun," Lumine commented. The other three agreeably nodded. 

Thank Barbatos for weekends. The four were out on the town for a little fun, needing to stop at a corner store for a bit of cool air and also some nice popsicles. They walked to the frozen foods in a row, lining up in front of the ice pop freezer. Venti rocked, as usual, a casual tee and summer shorts with flipflops to top it off. The three girls wore differently coloured sundresses; all similarly designed to mark unity, yet with their own unique flair for their individuality. Barbara's was white with blue and yellow flowers, Noelle's was black with lacey white accents, and Lumine had a nice and tight amber dress that helped emphasize her assets.

"I want a cherry one!" Said Noelle, stuffing a hand into the box, rummaging for her favourite flavour. Barbara watched from the back as the other friends grabbed for their treats. She even let out a giggle as Lumine and Noelle's hands wrestled for space. Venti was leaning against a wall, fanning his face with the flick of his wrist. He had already gotten his treat - a cold apple popsicle - one of Tevyat's signature flavours.

Smiling at her friends, Barbara spotted a certain someone in the corner of her eyes. She turned her head to see the ice queen herself, Kamisato Ayaka, flipping through bags of chips on the aisle.

"Ayaka?" Barbara called out. The others turned their heads to meet hers, all curious about that call out. "Is that you? It's been so long!" 

Kamisato Ayaka, or just Ayaka, was well known for being a cold, spoiled brat of a girl. She was the daughter of a rich man who owned a tech company right in Tevyat. She loved her amenities, like cold air, which was why she was the first student to leave the residence when the school's air conditioner broke, probably inspiring many others to follow. 

People called her a cold killer because she was, frankly, absolutely stunning. She had pearl white skin with a slight beauty mark on her cheek that only added to her appeal. She had beautifully done periwinkle hair that looked like it could never be ruined. She always dressed in fancy robes and dresses. Today, she was wearing a strapless blue dress that complimented her hair. The dress curved itself around her modest body like a royal princess.

The cold part came from her attitude. Ayaka was ruthless. If she liked you, you were lucky. If not... Well she'd let you know. Talk to her and she'd roast you until you were well done. If that didn't work, well, just hope you don't have any connections to her family's company or she would absolutely burn them to the ground. She'd also hold grudges for years. There's a rumour that some kid upset her in kindergarten and she's never forgave her since. When she got an internship at her father's company, she was fired in the first week for 'indecent behaviour.'

But, if you were her friend, you got all the perks. The parties, the gifts, the opportunities; they all came with being close with Ayaka. Which, luckily for Barbara, she was.

"Oh, Barbara! It's so nice to see you!" Ayaka said, rushing over to greet her friend. The two knew each other from their private school growing up as well as going to church. The Kamisatos and Gunnhildrs were also heavily intertwined. Barbara's sister, Jean, was elected as the deputy chief of police from the help of the Kamisatos. "How's it been at the school?"

Although most kids who live off campus still went to attend classes, Ayaka did so from the comfort of her own home. For most of her classes, she was able to get away with attending virtually. A computer, which her parents funded, was added into many of her classes. Of course, people speculated that teachers were paid off to do this, because some classes just refused. For those courses, Ayaka had just dropped them and got a private tutor instead. The joys of being rich.

"It's been fine, actually! Very bearable with my friends~" Ayaka glanced over at the other three. She was decent friends with both Noelle and Lumine, but Venti? She had always hated that boy.

"Hi, Noelle, Lumine," She waved, completely ignoring the bard. "It's good to see you girls too."

"And Venti, ehe, right?" He chimed in, tipping his green beret. "It's nice to see you, sweet Ayaka~"

The girl scoffed at Venti's remark. She didn't like his brashness, she didn't like his flirting, she didn't like how careless and reckless the boy was. There was just so much to despise. But, no matter the trash talk, no matter the rumours she spread, Venti never seemed affected. It was... annoying to say the least.

"I'd like to say the same thing about you, Venti." She said, emotionless.

"Ha! That's a good one!" Venti laughed it off, annoying Ayaka even more.

"Yeah. Still on weed or are you just naturally a sloth?" Ayaka brushed away Venti, but he never really seemed to mind. The three loyal followers noticed her coldness and got a bit frustrated. They all knew that Ayaka hated Venti, that was no secret, but he really didn't deserve this random insulting. No one did.

"Hey, Ayaka," Lumine said in a strained voice. "Wanna back down with the comments?" 

"It's fine, Lumy~" Venti put a hand on her shoulder and gently rubbed it. "I don't mind."

"You don't even have a mind to mind it with -" She sneered, gaining a disapproving look from Noelle.

"Maybe I should back off. You four can catch up or whatever. I'll just go look for my apple pops..." Venti slowly backed away, leaving the girls to their own devices. His heels clicked across the tile floor, going on his own to look for more of his favourite treats.

"You know; I don't know why you came in with that boy. He's terrible." Commented Ayaka. Barbara flashed the other two sisters a look, a devious glimmer in her eyes. The two knowingly nodded, automatically in on whatever Barbara had planned.

"He's got his quirks, but he's a really nice guy!" Noelle said, nudging herself next to the ice queen.

"Really? I doubt that..." She answered. As the three talked, they slowly brought her to the back of the store. Barbara knew where the apple ice pops were all kept - in the walk-in freezer at the back. She and many of Venti's collective came before in search of apple ice pops, and they were always found plentifully there. The owner originally had the freezer locked, but after Venti's constant nagging, he unlocked it for public use. The plan was set into motion. "Hey, uh, where are we going?" Ayaka asked.

"We're going to show you something, Ayaka~!" Barbara sensually said. The hairs on the back of her head shot up. Barbara never spoke like that before. Why was it so sexual?

"Yea, Ayaka~" Lumine followed in the same sultry voice. "It's a surprise though so no spoilers~!"

By now, Ayaka was resisting. Unfortunately for her, it was a three against one. The rogue girls pushed poor Ayaka into the walk-in, slamming the door shut as she stumbled inside. Ayaka heard an audible locking as the three girls vaulted her inside. Ayaka jumped at the door, hands scrambling to find any way out, but it was pointless.

"Girls?! Let me out!" She helplessly screamed. 

"Don't worry, Ayaka~" Barbara sang back. "Your in the hands of our master now~' Ayaka's desperate scratching continued. "Just remember those teachings of Barbatos, 'kay?" 

The trapped girl continued to bang on the freezer door, as useless as it ultimately was. After a bit more frustrating smacks, Ayaka turned around, stomping her way to the back of the freezer. Maybe there was something there? An exit? She shivered as she walked, regretting her choice of clothes.

As if things couldn't get any worse for poor Ayaka, she missed an inconspicuous patch of ice on the floor. Ayaka angrily stomped onto the patch, slipping straight away. She yelped in surprise as she felt her body be taken by gravity. Ayaka's eyes were shut tight in fear. Her modest form nearly crashed into the hard concrete below if it weren't for the lips of a lucky god. 

Right before she hit the floor, Ayaka was caught by Venti's thin arms, her lips crashing, not on the concrete, but instead into his own. Ayaka, with her eyes still shut, savoured the feeling on her lips. It felt soft like a cushion and tasted of apples. Wait. Not just apples. There was something else... something musky; manly. Ayaka's own tongue betrayed her as it left her warm mouth and licked the other. She quietly moaned at the taste of the salty meal in front of her. She wanted in to whatever was housing those fruity man flavours. 

Meanwhile, Venti, eyes wide open, was staring in disbelief as the Kamisato Ayaka was doing her best to tongue him. All he wanted was an apple popsicle from the back. When he finally found one, he heard the slamming of a door and a constant banging. He went to investigate, seeing a mid-fall Ayaka and only doing what he could - do his best to save her.

Ayaka devoured Venti's lips. She sucked and bit then with desperation. Those wanton grunts and groans escaped her mouth like butterflies. Venti figured it was just best to lean into it, so he opened his mouth, allowing Ayaka's stray tongue entry. Their tongues duked it out in the dark freezer. Ayaka was shivering everywhere but her face; the warmth of Venti's mouth feeling equivalent to that of an open flame.

As she tasted more and more, Ayaka slowly regained her mind. Her eyelids, heavy with emotion, slowly opened. Dimly illuminate in the dark room, she saw an angel in front of her. Sparkly eyes, beautiful silky hair, and flawless skin. That was until she snapped out of her drunken daze. Then, she just saw Venti.

Ayaka yanked her mouth away from his in disgust. She was quivering, both because of the cold and the slight arousal she felt at having just kissed the boy. In her opinion, there was no greater embarrassment in the world.

"Mmm~ I liked your lips, Ayaka~" Venti teased, sticking out his tongue like a schoolboy teasing little girls on the field. Ayaka could only stare at Venti with immense hatred. The amount of effort it took to hold back an assault on him was too much, so she let loose. Ayaka jumped at Venti swinging. Her weak, little punches were a bit too soft and only made Venti laugh even harder. "That's what you call a punch?" He said, pushing her forehead back with his hand. 

Ayaka stumbled back, grumbling about how much she despised Venti. Although Venti could hear it, he pretended not to. "Look. We're both stuck in here, aren't we? Or else why else would you be willingly locked in here with me, right?" He winked. "So we're going to have to stay warm before someone finds us. Maybe a quick cuddle session~?"

Ayaka yelped out as Venti embraced the thin girl. "Get off of me!" She yelled to deaf ears.

"Mmm... I can feel us warming up already~" He squeezed her tighter against himself, feeling her erect nipples rub through her dress and onto his chest. Ayaka pushed herself off of Venti, immediately feeling the chill air brushing her all over. She shivered, clacking her teeth together, kind of regretting releasing herself from Venti's hold. 

'Wait what? I don't want to be hugged by that creep!'

"I think you miss the hug, don't you, Ayaka~?" He opened up his arms. "Come here~"

Ayaka could feel the merciless cold wind creeping across her form. Looks like being called the ice queen doesn't actually make you one. She shivered all over, awkwardly standing there in the freezing freezer. Frozen in her spot, she stared daggers into Venti's eyes; only to be met with a heat unlike any other. A blazing flame lit itself inside of Ayaka's chest. Looking into those mesmerizing eyes, Ayaka felt like she had been hypnotized. Was it those shining eyes or that addicting flavour? Ayaka, in a trance, walked over to Venti, embracing him once more.

Immediately, the bluette was filled with warmth. But, it was not just any warmth. No. It was something addictive. Just like the taste of his lips, Ayaka felt enthralled by the feeling of her small frame on his. She was filled with the type of warmth you'd get from a bowl of hot soup on a cold winter evening. The flame in her chest spread throughout the body, making itself especially well known within her crotch. Ayaka took a deep breath in, inhaling Venti's slight odour. Apples and sweat, just like what she tasted. She felt soothed by his presence as if everything was going to be alright.

"See~?" Venti lovingly whispered into her ear. "All better, isn't it~? ❤️" Ayaka muttered out a 'yes.' She was too attached to Venti to acknowledge anything else going on. Her pussy throbbed with heat as she pulled Venti in closer. 

Venti could feel her hard tits rubbing against his clothes. His little friend started waking up in response. The huge penis stiffened, pressing itself against her womb.

"Ah~!" Ayaka cried out as the rod pushed itself against her dress. She looked at the massive erection in the small boy's pants, almost moaning at the length. Venti pulled back, letting his bulge show off its true length.

"Maybe we can warm up if we get a bit more... Intimate~" It wasn't a question, it was a demand. Ayaka blushed at his assertiveness. Sure, she didn't want to give him the pleasure of winning, but he wasn't exactly wrong... Reasoning while drunk on Venti's musk wasn't exactly the best idea.

"I'm sure you'd love that, wouldn't you, sloth?" She scoffed, sweeping her hair at him. However, a part of her really wanted to feel that thing inside of her. Ayaka had never had sex before, but she was no stranger to the toys. She had a whole collection of large toys, but even Venti's cock looked miles longer than any of those. 

"I'm the one offering. And plus, you look like you're freezing in that dress." Ayaka felt an especially cold wind surround her. It froze her skin and rosed her cheeks. "I can help that~"

It wasn't his words that persuaded her, but his confidence. The tone of his voice made her knees shake, not with cold, but fear. She bowed in her head in defeat, part of her knowing that she wanted this. "Good girl~" He said.

Venti grabbed Ayaka with surprising strength, carrying her bridal style. The girl yelped in surprise at his display of power. Venti took her over to a cardboard box, sitting on it with the wriggling pretentious daughter in his lap. "You ready for this~?" Venti asked in a whisper.

"Just warm me up already!" She cried, shooting her hands to her sides. Venti playfully nodded, pulling up the dress hem and feeling for her panties. He found the underwear, soaked but frosty, and ripped them off her supple legs. "Hey!"

"It looked uncomfortable to be in your on juice-sicles!" He said grinning. Venti shimmied down his own pants before releasing his massive monster cock. The thing glistened with hot pre-cum in the dim freezer lights. Ayaka could feel large amounts of heat radiating off the thing. It was inticing to say the least. 

"How is that thing so big and hot~?" She panted, out of breath from what she was witnessing. 

"Dunno. Maybe you'll help me find out~" He cupped Ayaka's cold cheek and smiled. 

Venti lined up his blazing cock with her cold entrance, ready to lock in. With the tip, he tickled at her shaven pussy lips, getting her back for all of her teasing. Ayaka was quietly praying for Venti to hurry up. Luckily for her, Venti was a god who listened. He slammed the member into her cold hole. Ayaka screamed in shock. No toy could ever reach this level of sheer power. The width, the veins, the way it throbbed with heat and sex. It was the embodiment of breeding.

Ayaka could feel herself heating up with each penetration. The unstoppable cock punched in with rapid speeds. Friction lit her begging pussy on fire while the molten tip set her womb ablaze. Ayaka moaned with concerning vigour. Her screams of pleasure flooded the fridge. It was surprising how well insulated this thing was. 

Ayaka came again and again. It felt like a constant at this point. Venti's hands grasped her hips like they were his life support. She felt his fingers dig themselves into her soft skin; moulding her hips into his. Pulling her up, he slammed her back down, fucking Ayaka senseless. The repetitive lifting and smashing was starting to make him sweat. What a nice workout!

"Venti! Not so hard! 💕" She moaned in a useless attempt to regain control. Venti wasn't going to let that slide, though. He twisted the frail girl around, rotating her on his veiny meat. Ayaka screamed as she felt her sensitive lips get screwed and twisted by Venti's fuck stick. To put an end to her wailing, Venti smashed lips with the queen. Ayaka once again got to taste that signature Venti flavour. 'It should be bottled up and served everywhere!' She thought.

Relinquishing herself to Venti, Ayaka finally understood what the others meant! She felt his godly manhood pummel the back of her womb. She felt those fat balls tingling in the bottom of her ass. She felt his essence surging through her like a copper wire. Ayaka submitted to her lord, although not without a bit of snark.

"You're so strong, master!" She screamed, cementing her loyalty. Venti continued slamming her tight hole on his dick, filling the both of them with heat. "Only a bit less of a sloth than I initially thought~'

"You want to see me try? I think I'd shatter you like ice if I did~ ❤️" He quipped back.

Ayaka's warm pussy was an amazing cure to this cold. It hugged Venti's cock like a blanket. Her lips sucked and dragged at the penis whenever Venti thrusted her up, wantonly asking for more punishment. His balls, slapping whenever she made her way down, began filling up. Their smacks became heavier and heavier, indicating to both that Venti was ready to deliver his payload.

"Cum inside of my oven~! 💓" She shouted, heart beating rapidly at the idea of being filled. "Prove to me you're not the lazy kid everything thinks you are~!"

Venti took the challenge to heart. He threw Ayaka into the air with the force of several deities. Ayaka felt like she was flying, as if the air itself froze to keep her floating, before she fell back down, pussy speared by his massive member. Venti's penis was hit with the force of Ayaka's pussy walls, pulling its foreskin down and letting the sensitive head out. It collided with the back of her womb, kissing it, before shotgunning out the thick reward. 

A huge stream of Venti's blessing was delivered in its rightful place. The cum set fire to Ayaka's insides, making sure that they would never be cold ever again. It also shot out from her tight snatch like bullets, leaking all over her cold thighs. The cum was scorching hot, warming her legs instantly. It was like cool rain on a hot, sunny day. Only the opposite. Cum showered her lower body as it flowed out of her hole. Ayaka moaned at the heat and intensity of his present, enjoying as it reheated her cold outside.

Ayaka felt like she had just sprinted a lap out in the sun. She was panting like a dog after that round of intense sex. Venti smiled, glad to have helped reheat the girl. Ayaka stared back, only instead of distaste, her eyes glowed with adoration. Hearing a creaking, the two turned their heads towards the entrance. The door to the fridge slowly opened and outside light creeped out. 

"Looks like you took my advice, ice queen~" Barbara said, swinging the door wide open. Venti casually pulled up his trousers, covering his dirty limb, while Ayaka, still in her dress, instinctively (but poorly) covered her cum-drenched pussy. "Oh, you don't have to hide. We all heard it~ 💕"

In the corner of her eyes, Ayaka could see Noelle and Lumine. She also noticed odd wet spots on all three of their dresses. The three gave her knowing, prideful smiles. Ayaka smiled back.

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"I can't believe Ayaka submitted just like that!" Barbara said gleefully. Her dream to spread Venti's blessing across all of Tevyat was slowly becoming reality. 

The two lovers held hands, walking down sunset painted street. Hand in hand, they talked about how much has happened. The amount of females who have fallen to Venti's enormous cock and wit, but mostly his cock, has been astounding. 

Venti towed a grocery bag of unhealthy snacks, ready to spend the rest of his weekend at Barbara's sister's apartment. It was the first time in a while that the two actually left the school campus, so it was exciting. Who knew what dirty things they'd get up to?

Barbara opened the door to the dinky apartment complex. It wasn't the greatest thing ever, but it was their home since childhood, and Jean had some trouble with getting rid of memories. Speaking of Jean, Barbara told Venti all about her big cop sister as the two climbed the dimly lit stairwell.

"She's the coolest police officer you'd ever see! She says that she became a cop because she was in the right place at the right time, but I always knew it was her dream. She always protected me as a child until she left with my mom... Then we barely talked... But since then we've kinda reconciled and it's been perfect! I mean, not perfect or anything, but still good!" She rambled. Venti listened throughout her whole story, eager to learn all he could about this illustrious Jean Gunnhildr. And no, it wasn't so he could get into her pants. He had respect for Barbara, and he wanted to make a good impression on her stern older sister. It's just how normal boyfriends work!

Barbara clicked open the old door, pushing it open with grace. The door opened to reveal a very neatly tidied apartment; no bit of dust or dirt in sight! The place looked very well maintained, something Venti expected given how Barbara described her sister. All furniture was orderly arranged and every shelf seemed stocked full, not bursting to the brim full, but just perfectly full. The apartment looked like a stock photo or like it was going on the market. It looked untouched. 'No way someone lives here.' He thought.

But that thought was broken wide open when Jean walked out of the kitchen, wearing a periwinkle button up that looked a bit too small for her. The buttons looked primed to burst! Her huge boobs were barely contained in that tight shirt. Jean had long, white jeans that stretched a bit too thin at the butt, showing off her huge ass and wide hips. As she walked, those hips swayed like a rocking ship. Her hair, made into a ponytail, was golden blonde. Whereas Barbara's hair looked beige, Jean's hair looked like a midday sun. Venti was awestruck by her beauty. Wasn't she supposed to be this hard working cop? Why was her skin flawless and lacking scars. 

"Hey, Barbara," She said, looking down at her much shorter sister. Jean stood tall and proud, measuring at around 1.9m if Venti were being careful. "Didn't know you'd be bringing a guest over..." She looked Venti up and over, clearly a bit displeased at what she saw. Her face briefly shone with annoyance. She coldly looked at the boy.

"Hi! This is my boyfriend, Venti!" Barbara said with the enthusiasm of a fangirl. Venti was glad that she wasn't afraid to associate with him. He was worried that they'd have to beat around the bush about their official status. "He's come over to meet you!"

"Hello, Ms. Gunnhildr. I've heard a lot about you!" He said, taking a bow to emphasize his politeness, wanting to make a good impression. Unfortunately, it didn't work. Jean continued sporting her cold expression.

"You two get cleaned up. I'm just finishing dinner." She said, emotionless. As she turned for the kitchen, she flashed Barbara an almost forgiving smile, before giving Venti a cold glare. Venti couldn't help but focus on her huge swaying ass as she walked away. 

"Oh! I almost forgot! I had a cake commissioned for tonight! I'm going to go pick it up; you two start dinner without me~!" And without another word, Barbara dashed out of the door, slamming it shut on the way out. Venti, with an exasperated face, was terrified of the idea of facing Jean without the support of his loving girlfriend.

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"So... Uhh... How's the weather?" Venti asked, poking his veggies around the plate.

"Hot." Jean replied absentmindedly, preferring to eat her food instead. Dinner was served as a roasted veggies, peas and mashed potatoes, and a couple of cooked chicken legs. It was evident that Jean had only expected Barbara, because Venti was served a plate of two sliced peppers and a tablespoon of mash plus peas. 

"Oh, yeah... I've noticed, ehe..." Even with the air conditioner on, Jean kept the room temperature pretty hot. She wasn't really one for wasting money, apparently. A meaty smell tickled her nostril, but she quickly brushed it off as the chicken's seasoning. "I feel like we should talk about something, right, Jean?"

"Well, we can start with why my Barbara has taken a liking to you?" She pointed her fork at Venti. "I'm a cop. I hear people talk. I hear about how you're a slacker, a trickster, a bad influence. Do you want me to go on?" She put her fork down, going back to the dinner.

Although Venti had gotten that speech many times before, this time it really hit him in the heart. With the teachers, whatever. With Noelle, it hurt, but wasn't really serious. With Jean? She was obviously trying to protect her sister, however did she really have to be so harsh? She didn't even know the boy personally, yet talks as if they've been sworn enemies! Normally, this would be where Venti made a sly remark about his adversary's lack of fashion sense or gnarly voice, but Venti had too much respect for Barbara to do so. Instead, he took a deep breath in and composed himself.

"Sorry you think of me like that..." He mumbled, pinching his peas between the fork and plate. Jean never looked up from her plate. Venti could tell that apology didn't do anything to ease the situation. He was just left wondering what sources were she citing? "Where did you hear all of this from?" He risked the question.

"Teachers mostly. You'd be surprised by how much Barbara's music professor talks about his class." The fact that she said 'Barbara's' music professor really hurt even if they shared the same classes. It really cemented how little Jean cared for Venti.

"You what? Talk to him on a regular or something? Hit him up to vent?" Venti was getting a bit frustrated, unable to resist some snark. 

"We talk about Barbara's performance. Same with all her other teachers." Jean said, never looking up from her plate. 

"What does it matter to you if your university student sister does good or bad in a course?" He said, more frustration beginning to leak out. "It's her business whether or not she succeeds."

"I'm just looking out for my little sister. And that's final." Jean finally looked up from her plate and slammed a fist onto the table. She angrily looked at the short boy, making him, for once, shrivel up. People knew him as a confident jokester, not a little boy who conceded when others put him down. But for Barbara, he'd be that cowardly boy. For Barbara.

Just then, Barbara burst through the front door, walking into the dining room angrily, cake box in her hand. "You talk with my professors behind my back?!" She yelled. 

Jean, taken briefly aback, quickly recomposed herself. "I do it for your benefit, Barbara." She readjusted the silverware and motioned for her to come and sit. She tried to give an earnest smile, but it came off as awkward.

"My benefit? It'd be beneficial if I knew you were spying on my academic life!" Her face was red with fury as she screamed at her much taller sister. "And another thing! How dare you talk to Venti like that! Too many people put him down just because he lives life his own way! And guess what?! I love that about him! And if you don't? Who cares?! He's my boyfriend!"

Barbara continued to huff as Jean just stood there, robotic like. Barbara patted down her dress before walking to the table, staring daggers into Jean. She dramatically pulled out a seat and angrily sat down. Even though she was angry, she took great care to put down the cake box. Venti, head still down, grew a loving smirk. 'That's my Barbara. My loyal, loving Barbara.'

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The three finished their meal in silence, with Barbara unsneakily sneaking some chicken for Venti and Jean not caring. She occasionally shot Barbara some caring glances, but she either never noticed or never cared to return them. When the food was done, the two students left the table, leaving Jean to cleanup and a sad cake box left unopened.

Barbara showed Venti the way to her temporary room. The room she used during those infrequent times she came to visit. 

"Sorry about Jean. I don't know what's up with her..." 

"It's okay, Barbara," Venti interrupted, putting a hand on her hot forehead. "It's not your fault."

"But it is! I should've told her you were coming! Maybe then she wouldn't have been so... You know..."

"It's not like that would change her opinion of me." Venti said, dropping his head in shame. Barbara looked at the boy, sharing his sorrow. She desperately wanted Jean to accept him. If not for her, for his sake. 

"Venti," Barbara said, raising his chin to meet her in the eye. "I want you to breed my sister like a pig." She spoke with full sincerity.

"Wh-what?! I can't do that!" He exclaimed, shocked by her proposal.

"If you truly don't want to, then that's fine. But, I've seen the way you look at her~ I know you want to, you've just been holding back for me, which is sweet, but unnecessary. She needs it, Venti. Look at how stuck up she is~!" Barbara gently caressed Venti's cheek while she spoke. "She's forgotten the way. She used to be as devout as I am, but she's gotten lost. She needs to rediscover Barbatos in her life. Please, Venti~"

Silenced by her conviction, Venti's glimmering eyes reawoken. Barbara could tell that spark was back in him. He gave a silent, but telling nod. Just as Noelle had before, Jean would feel his blessing. For Barbara. 

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"Hey, Ms. Gunnhildr. I feel like we got off on the wrong foot~" 

"What are you doing in my room?" Jean said, furiously glaring down the little boy. Venti had just burst into her room without warning, something that got her fairly riled up. 

"Well, I'm just here to apologize! Look, we both love Barbara, so we should compromise." Jean was suspicious. Here was Venti, the boy who coward before her earlier, now acting as confidently shitty as people described. "Whew, did you turn off the air conditioner or something?" Venti wiped off some sweat from his forehead, flicking it towards Jean. Drops landed on her clothes, wetting them. Again, that meaty smell was tickling her nose, but she continued to ignore it.

"Barbara has a very bright future and I don't want you messing with her. Everyone says you're trouble, and I believe it." She said with a scowl.

At that moment, Barbara walked into the room too. Except, she was dressed a bit peculiarly. Gone was the sundress from earlier, now all she had on were her white bra and panties. 

"Barbara!" Jean yelled, immediately noticing her lack of anything but underwear. "What are you doing?!" 

"Look," Venti said with a smirk. "Whatever happens next, just know it was your pure little sister's idea. Not mine~"

"Well, big sis, I just think you need to relax a bit. I get it. You're the big bad police officer and you have to protect your city and your family. That doesn't mean you can't take some time off, right~?" In a flash, Barbara pulled down Venti's shorts, revealing his massive, flaccid prick. The rod slumped down and hit the wood floor with a thump.

Jean was shocked. She stood there like a deer in headlights. What the fuck was this kid packing? On the other hand, Barbara immediately went to town. She dropped to her knees like a loyal follower and began servicing Venti's meat. The meaty aroma that once only tickled Jean's nose now assaulted it. The fowl smell was like a cross between urine and candy. Disgusting, yet highly addictive. Barbara's hands roamed all over the long cock. She occasionally swooped down for some seductive licks, making sure Jean had a full view of what was going on.

"Wh-what are you doing, Barbara..." Jean managed to stutter out. Barbara ignored her question, choosing instead to continue servicing her master's member. 

"My lord, Barbatos~ Tell me how good it feels to have your dick sucked by a pure, innocent church girl like me~" Barbara huskily said.

"You're not as pure as you think, Barbara~ I've heard your prayers~ I know your... Desires~" Barbara moaned at his voice, panties soaking as Venti whispered sinful lines into her ear. Jean caught all of it. She was squirming like a little girl, not that mighty police officer she posed as.

"Master~!" Barbara said, cumming just at the taste and texture of her lord's cock.

"That's me~"

Jean could feel her arousal growing. The sinful sight of her sister pleasuring this rascal was somehow getting her turned on. On the surface, she was embarrassed, internally crying. But deep down, she loved the show. She loved how Venti made Barbara submit like a pet. She loved how Venti proved her wrong. She loved how Venti was demonstrating why Barbara chose him. 'He is Barbatos,' She realized. 'He is our lord.'

The smell flooded the room. Nowhere was safe from Venti's musk. Inhaling the scent, Jean could feel her brain becoming weak, hazy. Was it weakened because it was a bad smell? No. Jean knew it was because her brain was submitting. It was letting Venti in so he could rectify her sins. It was making her an obedient slut just like her sinful sister.

"I'm sorry, Barbatos!" Jean pleaded, causing Barbara to finally look away from the tantalizing piece of meat in front of her. "I'm sorry for distrusting you; for tarnishing your name!"

"See, sis? Now do you understand what makes Venti so... so powerful~" Barbara sensually said. Venti's cock was pulsing with life as it erected itself. Barbara fondled those fat balls, watching as his cock rose with glory. Her face was completely covered from Jean's view, being replaced by that long, thick, delicious rod. Pre began dripping from the tip and onto Jean's clean floor. She didn't mind. Let it pollute her flooring. Let it soak into the wood and never leave so she would always be exposed to this smell.

Jean's whole body was shaking. The sights, smells, even tastes from the thick aroma in the air, were forcing her to surrender. Her womb throbbed with need, preparing itself for the children she always secretly wished she had. Jean hadn't felt this way since she had a childhood crush, and even that didn't make her teenage pussy beg for cock. Just a glance at that thing caused her body to shut down. 

Barbara let out a terrifying moan as Venti's cock fully hardened. It shook Jean to her hot and begging core. It was a sound of pure devotion. A sound that showed her complete trust in Venti's, Barbatos', power. She wanted to moan like that. To have this much faith in a higher power. To absolutely devote her entire self, body and soul, to Barbatos' woman destroying rod. "You want to serve~"

Barbara's voice broke her sister out of her trance. 'Yes.' She thought. She did want to serve. Dropping on all fours, Jean crawled over to the log dangling in front of Barbara's little face. Her barely contained ass shot up while her perky tits jiggled as she moved. She poked out her tongue and tasted the dick's sweaty foreskin. As her tongue graced the surface, fireworks went off within her. 

"Mmph! It's so good~! 💓" Jean moaned, perhaps her first moan, actually. She had never had sex, nor masturbated, before. She was always too busy with this and that, and her super strict father never helped. This would be an unforgettable first.

"Help me, sister~ I can't cleanse this dirty demon without your help~ 💗 Barbatos needs his freedom~" Barbara said, fully embracing her inner kinky priestess. 

"Y-yes... Barbatos needs to be free of his moan sin~ 💕" Jean said back, panting like an animal. Every erratic breath she took, her chest heaved harder and harder. Her fat breasts looked like they were pleading to be freed from their cloth prison. So, Venti listened to their cries. With a gust of wind, Jean's shirt was blown open, revealing her black bra. Those huge tits, still stuck, bounced behind the bra, hard nipples forming stones under the fabric. Barbara finished the deed by tugging Jean's bra off her chest, springing free those glorious melons. Her two tits, flawless in every way, begged to be pleased. Barbara rubbed the nubs between her fingers, making Jean let out her second moan.

Jean's pussy was soaking wet. Her white jeans were not helping hide her arousal at all. Thus, Venti decided to get rid of those as well. He slammed his cock down onto Jean's bare back, slathering it with pre-cum while he was at it, and hooked his rod under the waistband of the jeans. In one swoop, probably helped with a bit of wind magic, ripped off those pesky pants, showing off Jean's matching black panties. Barbara scooted over, completely dripping as well, and stripped her sister of her last bit of clothes. Jean's beautiful body was now open for all to see. 

Venti pulled back his cock and pressed it against Jean's plump red lips. Those lips parted, allowing Venti a way to shove his dick deep inside of her throat. Her wet cavity rubbed the shaft up and down. Venti relished in the warmness of her once-virgin mouth. Meanwhile, Barbara was on the other end, licking her sister out. Her little tongue absolutely consumed Jean's juices. Jean was being attacked from both ends, and she loved it. 

As Venti forced his penis down her throat, Jean came, giving Barbara a huge present. Jean's pussy juices sprayed Barbara in the face. The Deaconess pulled out and wiped her pretty skin clean. For all their differences, Barbara was glad that she was here for her sister's first orgasm.

Continuing with the face fuck, Venti beat that stunning face of Jean's into smitherines. He grabbed her ponytail and used it as a tool to pull her closer to his base. Jean endlessly moaned into his cock, sending pleasurable signals down the rod. 

"So, Venti: pigtails or ponytail~?" Barbara asked.

"I'll abuse those pigtails of yours any day of the week, Barbara~ ❤️" Venti answered, winking at her. "But ponytails are still pretty neat."

As Venti pummeled Jean's mouth, she watched as those hypnotic balls of his swung back and forth. The heavy sack inflated as if it was taking in a deep breath. All the way from the tip, Jean could still smell the distinct scent of Venti's virile semen beginning to produce. He was ready to deliver his blessing.

"Give it all to my sister~ She needs to know how it feels~ 💓" Said Barbara, molesting those big breasts of Jean's. Jean moaned in response, gladly accepting Barbara's proposition. She wanted more cum than she could handle.

"Alright, Jean~ ❤️ Get ready! It's a big one~! ❤️"

Venti's cock burst like a hose. Sticky cum was shot down Jean's mouth. Her throat rapidly filled with hot semen, causing her to choke and gag. Barbara, still on those breasts of hers, grinned. 'Just like my first time~' Cum overflowed out of her mouth and found its way to the floor. Venti slowly pulled his still firing cock out, making sure to paint her pretty face, chest, and back with some extra cream. Barbara caught some rogue cum in her mouth and squirmed under the familiar flavour. Once a cumslut, always a cumslut.

"How was your first real shower, sis~?" Barbara asked, scraping a bit of particularly chunky cum off of Jean's back and putting it into her mouth.

"Amazing~" She answered. Barbara gave her a loving smile. Gone was the family conflict that plagued the two earlier. All was forgiven thanks to Venti.

Speaking of Venti, his cock began rehardening at the sight of the two girls. Jean's butt waved as Barbara ate cum off of her sister's body. Like a proper Deaconess, Barbara sensed her lord's cock suffering from a lack of attention. She refocused, eyeing that fat member with those caring eyes.

"Jean~? I think it's time you lose your virginity~ 💕" Barbara grabbed her ass to emphasize the fucking she was about to recieve. Jean, a bit of nervousness striking her eyes, crawled over to Venti, awaiting instructions.

"Get on the bed. I'm going to fuck you like there's no tomorrow~ ❤️" Jean immediately jumped up and on the bed, excited for Venti's penetration. She layed tummy up on the mattress, soaking her sheets with that delicious back cum. Venti elegantly walked to the bed, holding his massive dick like a prized possession. Barbara, watching like a sports spectator, wildly took off her bra and panties, wanting to be ready to watch as Venti claimed her dear sister. "Ready, Jean~?" 

"Yes~! Fuck me like an animal~! Put a baby in me~! I need you to breed me like your sow~! 💕💓" As she wished, Venti shoved his massive member into her swollen lips. Jean straddled her long, muscular legs around Venti's small hips, never wanting to let go. The blonde screamed as Venti used her like a toy. Those breast bounced with each thrust and that ass jiggled as Venti's heavy balls smacked into it again and again.

Barbara climbed onto the bed, completely naked. Her hard nipples in one hand, wet pussy in the other, Barbara enjoyed watching as Venti punished her sister. "Doesn't it feel freeing to have Venti fuck you senseless, sister~? 💕"

Jean wanted to answer, but she couldn't find a way past all that screaming. Venti's cock hit every inch of her insides, leaving nothing unclaimed. It was like she was born just to fit Venti's cock. Or maybe, Barbatos was reshaping her into his perfect slut. Whatever he was doing, it was driving Jean Gunnhildr mad.

"Do it, Venti. Fuck her like a bitch in heat~ 💓" Venti was in Nirvana. Watching Jean's massive boobs bounce and that gropable ass jiggle made him feel like he was in heaven. As he pushed deep inside of Jean, her stomach bulged with his cock, showing off her toned abs that were hidden by her old shirt. 'She won't be needing anything that covers her stomach anymore~ Maybe Jean should try out some crop tops next time she goes shopping~' He thought.

Every time he pulled out, those muscular legs pulled Venti close to her shaven pussy. She didn't want him to leave, and frankly, Venti would be fine with staying if it weren't for his other responsibilities. Responsibilities which included the lonely masturbating Deaconess in the corner. Venti waved her over. Barbara crawled across the bed towards her screaming sister. She rubbed Jean's red cheeks before deciding what she needed to do. Getting up, Barbara plopped her wet snatch down on Jean's mouth. Her small legs straddled her sister's head as Jean began licking Barbara out, just as she did to her moments earlier.

Barbara moaned as Jean's flexible tongue pleasured those nether lips of her's. Knowing how your siblings felt was important for a healthy dynamic, so she was glad that she could be in the receiving end.

"Master~! 💕" Barbara moaned as Jean hit a particularly good spot. "Put a baby in my sister~! Give me a niece or nephew~! Give her a child~! I know she's always wanted one~! 💗" 

Jean moaned approvingly. She did really want a kid of her own. That was her one secret wish. She wanted to raise a daughter without the suffering that her parents caused her and her sister. She needed Venti to impregnate her. Jean's womb was ovulating in anticipation, and, unlike many of the other desperately ovulating wombs which Venti ignored, Venti was willing to grant Jean her wish.

Venti smacked his hands against Jean's wide hips and voluptuous butt. He, with the help of her straddling legs, pulled her deep along his member. Jean's womb was being violated by the sheer size of Venti's cock. It ransacked her precious place. Any doctor would assume that it had been permanently damaged, but Venti knew that it had only been reshapen. Reformed into his. 

Barbara saw Venti's balls throbbing wildly. 'He's going to do it!' She thought. Those aching twins began pumping full with virile swimmers whose prime objective was to impregnate Jean Gunnhildr.

Holding his cock deep inside, Venti released the contestants. His sperm swam through his shaft and planted itself inside her pussy. Jean let out one final scream, orgasming at the feeling of Venti's fat sperm squirming around her womb. It was like a million tentacles fucking her at the same time. Jean felt herself get pregnant. She felt the single sperm make its home inside her egg and claim it as Venti's own. She felt the life brewing inside her as a baby was being made right there. She came at the thought.

Sure, all of Venti's sperm could've found their own eggs. He could've given Jean twins, triplets, quadruplets even. Filled her womb to the brim until she bursted like a balloon. But, Jean wanted one child. So he gave her one - for now.

Venti pulled out, leaving a huge strand of thick cum between Jean's pussy and his cock. It was the thickest batch of cum that Barbara had ever seen. Sure, Venti's cum was perhaps the thickest, dirtiest, most delicious cum in the world, but this? This was inconceivable. The fat strand linked father and mother, cementing the creation of life. Barbara came right on top of Jean's face, not that she noticed as she was to engrossed with the idea of being a mother. 

"I can feel my daughter inside of me right now~ 💕" Jean whispered. "Thank you, Barbatos~" She said before falling asleep.

Barbara watched as Venti kept pulling away, eventually snapping the strand. She was mesmerized at how potent Venti could really be. A multitude of thoughts buzzed around her brain. Firstly, the more she thought she knew about her lord, the more she realized she had yet to learn. Secondly, and most importantly, she desperately wanted a child of her own. One of Barbatos' kin incubating within her Deaconess womb.

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"That was so cool, Venti~!" Barbara praised. The two were at the dining table once again, feasting on Barbara's cake. The two were still both naked and covered in sweat and various other juices, sitting on both ends of the table. They deemed it too much of a hassle to shower and put on new clothes. The cake was of apples, strawberries, and vanilla, the favourite flavours of the whole family. However, Jean wasn't feasting on any cake. "The way you impregnated her was the best~! I only hope you can give me a child one day..." She finished with a pout.

Venti, with a mouth full of cake, laughed. "One day, Barbara! ❤️" He said. "One day~"

Barbara smiled at his boyfriend, going in for another forkful of cake. As she ate, Barbara's bare feet continued their massage. Under the table was one sex-crazed Jean Gunnhildr. Barbara's feet currently found themselves deeply rubbing her plump rear, enjoying how it felt between her toes. On the other end, Jean was happily slurping on her dessert: Venti's fat cock. Sucking on the thing as the other two ate their cake. With every suck, she felt the egg inside of her pulse with life. It sent a shiver down her entire body. Venti, not really acknowledging her blowjob except for the occasional grunt or groan, continued scarfing down that scrumptious cake.

Barbara goofily smiled when Jean moaned in response to her little foot play. 'What a happy family~ ❤️' She thought as depravity consumed her. 

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Sitting on a velvet chair in the empty TevyatU auditorium, a lonesome bard was strumming away at his lyre. The soft melody was carried throughout the room, echoing across its grand walls. On stage, a red-haired beauty was dancing. Nilou, born full of talent, was preparing for her rapidly approaching performance. She wore a traditional Sumeran dancer's outfit, a tight fitting blue top with a flowing dress with space for her legs. The whole outfit was meant to accentuate the body of the dancer. And what a body she had. 

From growing up as a dancer, Nilou had plenty of time to perfect her form. Her breasts were moderately large, especially plump, and very round. The nipples were perky, too perky sometimes. Unable to wear a bra underneath the traditional outfit, Nilou had noticed many times how her nipples would poke noticeable bumps into the fabric, letting keen eyes perv away at the perfect pair of breasts which she sported. To make matters worse, the outfit was made with a special slightly translucent blue cotton from Sumeru; allowing her pink nibs to be seen under certain lighting conditions.

A traditional Sumeran top never covered the stomach, as seeing a person's stomach area was an important part of their culture. So, Nilou's mouth watering lower chest was always visible, even when she wasn't dancing. Nilou had a toned stomach and a perfect hourglass figure. Her tummy was tighter than a knot. She looked strong, yet gentle, causing her to be constantly hit on by overachieving men. 

Her stunning legs, long and strong, were forged from the arduous training she went through as a child. Although she didn't sport a huge ass or thick thighs, they were lithe, but full of muscle. Perfect for a professional dancer like Nilou.

As she dances to the music, her stark red hair flowed with her dress. Her blue eyes shimmered in the stage light. Her beautiful face was like a vessel for an angel. People often underestimated Nilou because she was so pure, so graceful. But, as Venti knew, she was definitely not one to be messed with.

Venti had tried to pull a harmless prank on Nilou, really! It was just a simple water bucket that was supposed to drench her. But, with the grace of a cat, Nilou dodged the water, getting Venti in some serious trouble in the process. Now, he had to personally perform for Nilou's next show; taking time out of his precious, unproductive day.

As Nilou's dance came to an end, she took a long bow towards the audience of solely Venti. The bard resolved his piece, ending it with a lazy strum that made it clear he was here against his will. He wanted to make that very clear.

"Come on, Venti! You can put in more omph than that~!" Nilou yelled from atop the stage, hands cupped. Venti lolled his head to the side, tiredly waving back. The dancer's eyes dropped, saddened a bit. In honesty, Nilou had requested Venti to be here today not for his musical abilities, but because she had been harbouring a crush on the bard for a while now.

Nilou's in love with the sound of his voice, his pretty face, those glowing eyes and locks. They all make her heart melt! His talented fingers and the playfully free way he talks just adds to his unending charm. When Nilou realized that he was dating Barbara, the school's own idol, she had gotten a little jealous. Was she not a good enough artist for him? What was so special about Barbara that Nilou didn't have? 

In a desperate move to spend more time with her secret crush, she made sure that his punishment was curated by her. However, seeing the boredom in his eyes really did make her already fragile heart crack ever so slightly more. She needed to profess her love, even if it meant being let down. At least then she'd get an answer. 'But I'm too scared to do it...'

"Maybe we should take a break..." She said, discouraged. Venti picked up on her sour voice, raising an eyebrow at the random pause. He had assumed that they would be going nonstop, but to take a break on Venti's behalf? 

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"Okay, Nilou. What's going on?" Venti asked, prying for an answer. Although he did get the rise he wanted out of her, he couldn't help but feel bad seeing the normally plucky girl looking so down. 

The two were stationed backstage, fidgeting with whatever they could find to break the awkward tension.

"It's, ah, nothing, Venti. We're just taking a break. That's all." Nilou tried to shoot him a grin, but it came out shaky. "Well, actually, there's something that I've been meaning to say..." Nilou tried to muster out her thoughts, wearing a hopeful sparkle in her sky blue eyes, but she was unable to let it out. "Do you really not want to be here?" She said, almost a whisper.

"Well, I, err... ehe?" Venti was struggling with what to say. On one hand, he was no stranger to speaking his mind, on the other, though, seeing Nilou's soft face droop with shame was heartbreaking. Her usually radiant smile and sky blue eyes were clouded by disappointment and sadness. "I, uh... Look. I don't want to be here, but since I do, I'll try and put in more effort if that's what this is about."

"It's not that... Venti - I... I love you. I've had a crush on you since orientation and I just can't get you out of my head!" She confessed. "You're cute, you're confident, you're carefree! I just didn't know how to say it without you being here... with me..." 

Venti didn't know what to say. For once in his life, he didn't have a witty comeback to lighten the mood. Here was Nilou, the woman known as a role model for her brilliant beauty and charming personality. The girl who was a ray of sunshine during the darkest days. Here she was revealing her vulnerabilities and confessing to Venti.

The bard did the only thing he could to ease up the tension - go and makeout with Nilou. Venti rushed over and smashed lips with the redhead, forcing his tongue into her mouth. Nilou, surprised, but not defiant, allowed Venti's tongue access to her entire mouth. Nilou leaned into Venti's kiss, deepening the love between them. She moaned and moaned into his mouth, showing how much she was really enjoying this.

"Vwenti~" Nilou moaned, muffled and all.

After as much smooching as their lungs could take, the two pulled apart. Nilou wore the goofiest of grins as she parted from Venti's delicious lips. Venti smirked at Nilou, ready for the next step. "So, Nilou. How much do you really love me~?" He said, mischievously.

Nilou immediately caught on, ducking down and beginning to work away at his pants. She dropped the trousers down onto the stage floor and stared with huge eyes at the massive bulge propagating itself in his underwear.

"It's so big~!" She joyfully said. She rubbed her face against the bulge, which looked like the size of a dodgeball. Those rosy cheeks of her's soaked up their sweaty glory as she forced her skin against them. She inhaled their deep, musky aroma, immediately becoming addicted to the scent. Venti loved the feeling of Nilou's soft skin teasing his cock. The feeling of her cheeks against the thin cloth that separated her from his blessing.

"Take it grunt off, Nilou. Take it all off~ Show me how much you love me~ ❤️" Nilou began sensually stripping Venti of his underwear. She made good use of her flexible body and showed Venti every inch of her delectable form. She swayed her hips and twisted her back so that Venti could look her all over. As she peeled off those stinky tights, Nilou stuffed her nose against those massive, pulsating balls. She snorted them like cocaine - completely enthralled; hypnotized even. Face stuffed against Venti's tennis balls, Nilou continued stripping her lover of his underwear. She didn't even have to take her eyes off those twins, not that she even wanted to.

"Venti, moan, how have you been hiding this... this... THING~?! 💓" Nilou felt herself cum as the beating pulse of the balls grew faster and faster. That awful, intoxicating smell implanted itself inside her mind and rooted itself as a core memory. Venti smiled as her face contorted in response to the orgasm. His cock sprang to life as well, smacking Nilou in the face and leaving a red mark. 

"It comes with practice~" The bard's hands wandered over Nilou's skin. It was smooth and soft, a sign that she took great care of it. "You feel nice, Nilou~ You've gotta share that routine of yours~"

"I used to use a skin cream, but now I think I'm going to have to switch brands~" Nilou said, stroking Venti's member. Sticky pre-cum slathered all over her hands. Nilou rubbed the sticky clear substance all over her tight, toned stomach, moaning at the feeling. "So much better than the named brands~!" The shiny pre made her skin look absolutely glamourous. 

Nilou motioned for Venti to lie down. She pulled off her chest top, showing off her sexy breasts. They weren't the biggest that he has seen, but they were sizeable all the same. What mattered was that they could slide themselves around his massive cock, which, with a tiny bit of struggle, they did. Nilou bounced her perky tits up and down Venti's member. Pre-cum spurted out everytime she brought those twin beauties down, coating her tits in a glorious layer of shine. Those pink areolaes glowed like beacons and Venti was unable to resist touching them. His hands rubbed the pinkness, eliciting several moans of pleasure from the dancer.

"Your huge tits feel amazing~ ❤️" 

"They were made for this cock~! 💕" Nilou yelled, squeezing those globes hard around said cock. Venti groaned as her soft boobs tightly hugged his manhood. It really was amazing~

Everytime she slammed her breasts down against Venti's groin, she felt his balls slap back in playful retaliation. Nilou could smell their wicked scent from there; tongue out to absorb as much as possible. She saw the progress of his balls filling up with piping hot semen - soon to be shared all over her perfect tits. 

"I'm moan cumming~ Get ready~! ❤️" Venti grunted, feeling his balls tightening.

"Spray me all over with that beautiful cream, master~!" Why she called him her master, she didn't know. It just felt... right. Natural.

Venti moaned one last time as he felt his cock release. A fountain of thick, chunky semen sprayed out of his erect cock head, showering Nilou with his essence. Nilou looked up as the cum shot itself maybe half a meter in the air before falling back down and all over her snowy face and tits. The cum glazed her, making her dizzy from the heaviness and smell of it all. It was like a warm blanket. Heavy drops of cum crashed into her, each bringing her one step closer to her incoming orgasm.

"So much~! 💕" She screamed, cumming herself from the facial. Nilou was panting crazily, unable to control her primal lust that was just emerging. She needed that fuck stick - breeding rod - bitch breaker - inside of her. She'd rather die than live in a world without that fresh meat destroying her virgin pussy.

Nilou wildly pulled off her skirt, not caring about its durability. If it broke, she'd just by another. One specifically for Venti. For Barbatos. 

She gave her master a 360° view of her body, twirling around like a skilled ballerina. She showed off her small ass and strong legs, her hourglass hips and her muscular back. It was all for Barbatos to see.

"Master," She begged, sticking out her wet pussy in front of his face. "Fuck me~ 💓" 

And with those simple words, Nilou had sealed her fate. Venti grabbed her hips with harsh hands and slammed her pussy against his hard rod. Nilou screamed upon impact, crying out to the heavens for the pleasure she was experiencing was out of this world. Venti's cock filled her pussy like it was the key to her hole - like she was designed to be his sleeve. 

"You're perfect for me, aren't you Nilou~? ❤️" Venti teased, running a lone hand along her bright red locks. Although she couldn't see from the tears of joy clouding her eyes and the stray bangs covering her face like curtains, she could definitely feel everything. It was like her senses had been reawakened. That one hand moving across her hair set off an unbelievable amount of nerves, all screaming for more.

"YES~! 💗 I'M YOURS~! MARK ME LIKE A COLLECTIBLE~! 💕 SHOW THE WORLD THAT ONLY YOU OWN ME~! 💓"

Venti smashed his hand against her ass, leaving a red mark. Next, he moved his face against her neck, sucking it like a vampire and leaving a glowing, somehow almost white, mark. The mark of Barbatos. "Huh. Didn't know I could do that. Have fun showing that off at your next performance~ ❤️"

Nilou could feel her neck mark pulsing with pleasure; in tandem with Venti's dick slamming against her womb entrance. She felt it radiate with a domineering aura and thoroughly implant itself as part of her body. "I will~ I'll do so with pride~! 💓"

Nilou's pussy embraced its role as Venti's personal cum hole. With every thrust, it squeezed the life out of his cock, much to Venti's pleasure. Her tight, warm hole gave him much to moan about. Venti let out his own whine as Nilou expertly controlled her lips, using them give him a premium fucking; proving her worth as his hole.

"You're body's brilliant~ ❤️"

"Thanks~!" Nilou moaned as Venti thrusted deep into her womb, cumming all over his base. "I take moan good care of it~! It isn't all for show~!"

Smash, plap, bang. The sounds of sex echoed throughout the theatre room. They were lucky that no adult walked in as they fucked like animals. Venti drove himself deeper and deeper inside of Nilou, determined to rearrange her insides. Nilou continued to scream as her womb was breached by Venti's rod. Her face, covered in rogue red hairs and cum, still looked as cute as ever. Her big boobs bounced with each thrust, spraying little drops of still wet and chunky semen all over the floor. 

Nilou reached back, grabbing at Venti's huge ball sack. She could feel them breathing like lungs, filling with his second load. She felt them pulse along side her neck mark. To Nilou, it was almost like the mark was connecting her to Venti. She felt a swell in her core as Venti's balls swelled with cum. Venti's cock bulged against her toned stomach, showing off its girth.

As Venti's cock throbbed, Nilou knew it was time. Venti was about to deliver his stinky load. Nilou could smell the balls sweating out the semen's smell. Venti pulled Nilou as close as he could to himself, not wanting to leave her precious hole. It was heavenly to be fucking a dancer as skilled as Nilou. They both screamed out in unison as Venti shot his cum into Nilou.

Song met dance as Venti released a vile load into Nilou's pussy. Huge strands of cum came in bursts. Nilou felt like she just sat down for Thanksgiving dinner with how much stuffing she had in her stomach. Cum leaked down her pussy and across her inner thigh, pooling on the theatre floor. Nilou moaned like a madwoman. Being stuffed by Venti does that to a girl. As the two came down from their high, they faced each other, devouring the look in each other's eyes. Nilou was able to sneak a quick peck on the lips before focusing on her inflated belly.

"It feels so warm and pure inside of me~ 💕" Said Nilou, rubbing her bulging stomach. It was soaked in sweat and filled to the brim with Venti's thick semen. "I hope I'm pregnant~"

"You've got classes to focus on for now. Maybe when you become the greatest dancer in the world. Then, I'll fuck a child into your precious womb~ ❤️"

"Master~" Nilou moaned lovingly. A slight blush crept across her cheeks. "But what about Barbara? I thought you were a thing?" Nilou scooted over to rub herself against her master's body. She didn't want to spend a minute without the feeling of his smooth skin against her own.

"I don't think she'll mind~" Venti said, rubbing Nilou's stomach. "Actually, I think you two will really connect. I see a sisterly bond forming~" Venti faced the closed curtains before opening them with a flick of his wrist. Nilou, awestruck, watched as Venti heaved the wind to open those heavy blinds. "And I think we've got a practice to finish. Maybe you'll find yourself feeling more free without those confining clothes on?" He said with a saucy smirk.

Nilou's loins stirred with desire for Venti as she nodded. He was right. Those tight clothes were holding her back. She got up, naked as the day she was born yet covered in a thick layer of semen, and got into position as Venti whipped out his lyre from thin air. The glowing white mark on her neck constantly sending pleasurable pulses down her body and to her core as she thought about her new master. 

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Ei put down her purple glasses and rubbed her temple in frustration. Since the last week or so, there have been numerous complaints of a 'sex ghost' roaming the halls. Or at least that's what the students so humorously called it. Moans and groans could be heard by wandering kids. Students spoke of desperate wailing reminiscent of a porno. People, always boys, also complained about a disgusting smell reminiscent of sex. The girls never said they smelled anything. If anything, they said it smelled better these past few weeks.

These complaints had no real ground. These sounds could be caused by anything or anyone. Moans and groans? Just stressed out kids. Sexual wailing? Well, one stupid pervert just forgot to turn down the laptop volume. The smell? 'Boys can be disgusting...' She always thought. Probably just a particularly smelly boy whose smell was only amplified by the heat. The fact that the girls never complained just proved this nonsense was only superstition. It was as simple as that. Of course, as the dean, she was the one who had to deal with it. Just great.

To the school, the Raiden Shogun was a strict, unrelenting force to be reckoned with. She always knew when something was amuck and always brought the troublemakers to justice. People believed in her and feared her all at the same time. Some even lusted after her absolutely mindboggling body. Yet, for this mysterious case, Ei just couldn't bother. She had recently gone through a tough divorce, her third one actually. Every 'perfect' man she found just ended up being another selfish prick after her desirable form.

To say Ei was curvaceous would be an understatement. She looked like an absolute goddess. Her massive breasts, round yet firm, never failed to knock a boy's wind out. She has a perfect figure and wide hips that accentuated the size of her ass. Whenever she walked down the hall, people would stare at the way her hips shakes and her butt moved. Those round cheeks stuck out like balloons. Her face, flawless as a model, was stunning. It struck a lusty fear into the hearts of whoever watched. Those purple eyes and small beauty mark shocked students into paralysis. Her long, flowing, purple and black hair bellowed around her like an electric aura. She had one long braid that went down to her luscious waist, wrapping around it when the wind blew just right. Her long legs and thick thighs only elevated her elegance. Like she was a regal woman from times long past. 

However, Ei wasn't just a thick beauty. She was also toned to the bone. She frequented the gym with her second-hand, Yae Miko, and had developed her strong, supple body with her help. Her belly had the faintest sign of abs and her thighs bursted with muscle. She did like leg day the most.

Thankfully for the hormonal students, there was one saving grace. Ei didn't like flaunting her assets. She always dressed professionally, even in the immense heat. She wore a suit and pencil skirt along with black leggings and clicking heels. She always had a white blouse underneath her suit and had her hair done as nicely as she could. But, dressing like an office lady barely stopped the amount of thirsting she received.

While Ei was lost in thoughts about her previous husbands, Yae Miko buzzed in on the phone. "Miss Raiden? Your son is here to complain about the 'ghost situation.' Should I let him in?"

Sighing, Ei responded with a curt yes. She saw the door slowly creep open as a dark blue haired boy nervously came in. Scaramouche, Ei's son-in-law, walked in. He was the son of her second husband, and, although they broke their marriage on pretty bad terms, Scaramouche continued to side with Ei over his own father. She didn't know if it was because the two had a bad relationship (she could guess based on the way the man treated her) or, and as much as she didn't want to admit it, because he had a crush on her. 

Ei had always caught Scaramouche glancing at her in inappropriate ways. The way he would always tail behind her or 'accidentally' grab at specific parts. She wasn't oblivious. But again, she didn't have significant proof.

When Scaramouche got a girlfriend in Mona, she thought that his awkward pining would relent, but it never seemed to stop. Whenever Ei spent time with her son-in-law, she could always sense the way his hormones kicked in. It was frankly embarrassing.

"M-mom..?" Scaramouche stuttered. Ei didn't like how easily Scaramouche adapted to calling her a mother. Weren't kids-in-law supposed to be restrained towards their step parents? It only added more suspicion to the way he truly viewed Ei. "I know you don't believe in any of the rumours, but I think they're real..." 

"And why is that?" She confidently asked, not caring about this conversation. Scaramouche deeply blushed. 

"Well... The girls on the girl track team have been acting weirdly... Specifically Mona Megistus and Hu Tao-" 

With the raising of her smooth hand, Scaramouche was quickly shut up. "I don't want to hear anymore of your crazy ideas. Just because your girlfriend broke up with you does not mean they're acting weird. Move on already, Scaramouche."

"B-but Tao too!" He nervously said.

"No more conspiracy theories!" She angrily bellowed. "She is not interested in you! That's that!"

"You have to listen to me! First, Mona broke up with me and started acting all... All strange! Next, Tao began acting just like Mona! They always talk about how happy they are and it's weird! It's like they're hypnotized! And I heard them trying to coax Collei somewhere! Something's going on! It's like a cult or something!"

Ei had lost her composure. She was huffing and puffing in rage now. "Have you ever thought of how they could just be happy? Is it not possible for a girl to be happy without you by her side?" She sarcastically said.

Scaramouche's face flushed in embarrassment. He nervously left the office, still mumbling about how something weird was going on and how he was going to get to the bottom of it. Ei sighed, once again rubbing her temple. 'Girls being happy is weird to you? What's next? A sex cult?'

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"Trust us, Leilei~!" Tao said, rubbing the green-haired girl's shoulders. 

Collei was sitting between her two friends and partners, Mona and Tao. The two were currently in a bout to convince her to experiment a little in her love life. 

"You'll never feel better~!" Mona practically moaned in Collei's ear. The astrologist was rubbing her thighs together in anticipation.

Collei, stuck between the two bubble butt girls, was very confused. They were trying to get her to meet a new boy; one they supposedly picked out just for her. Ever since her first breakup, Collei has been having trouble in finding a new boyfriend, which is where those two and their perverted suggestions came in. 

"I don't know... You two are acting weird about it..." Collei answered, nervously jotting her eyes between the two.

"Come on, Lei~" Mona said. "It's us. Your teammates~! One date? Please~? 💓"

And that's how Collei found herself on a date with a mysterious stranger...

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Collei wasn't someone most people paid attention to. She wasn't what the average student would call a 'looker,' that is. Collei always dressed in more masculine clothing. In fact, to the very dinner date that Mona and Tao set up, Collei was wearing a nice black suit, white dress shirt, and finally, a purple tie. Sure, it was hot outside, but she had to make a good first impression. 

Collei's chin-length forest green hair was always odd to many people. People generally had brighter, flashier colours, but something in Collei's genes just didn't get the memo. She was very outdoorsy, which led to her cutting it shorter than most girls did. You could often find her in the woods, giving her the nickname 'Forest Green Girl.' 

She liked being the odd one out when it came to girls at the school. After all, outdoor clothing was comfortable so why should she be ashamed in wearing it? She felt confident in the fact that she was different. She was glad she wasn't just another pretty girl for boys to hit on. 

When it came to her body, Collei used to hate it. It was flat, with a lack of anything. Her naturally muted green hair didn't contrast well with her bright purple irises, leading many mean girls to call it 'weird.' Was it her fault that her parents just looked like that? Collei was also only average size. Not short enough to be cute, not tall enough to be beautiful. Just average. 

Nowadays, after coming to terms with her differences, she actually found herself being more comfortable with how she looked. Collei just thought of it as another reason why she was special.

Many boys found her confidence and lack of assets outlandish, landing her next to zero dates. Her one boyfriend before had been a childhood friend that had to unfortunately move away. Ever since he left, she never found another boy who could replace her.

But, enough if the past. Now, it was time to focus on the present. And presently, she was sitting in a decently priced restaurant (the empty school cafeteria), waiting for her date to arrive. Mona and Tao had given no indication about him, meaning Collei was going in completely blind. Well, no indication other than the fact that he would be just her type. There were cheap candles a paper plate in front of her; stuff that did not help relieve her skepticism.

After waiting around 10 minutes after the scheduled time, Collei was just about ready to leave. Frustrated by the wasted time and by just how hot she was feeling, Collei walked out in her leather dress shoes. On the way out of the cafeteria, she heard a rustling from the kitchen. Almost like someone knocked over than pans and was groaning in... something. Immediately, her mind went to the 'sex ghost' rumours. The curious side of her took over and she had to investigate.

The groans and moans got louder as Collei snuck over to the kitchen. Opening the door just a peep, Collei looked inside. Pots and pans were everywhere. There was sauce and soup all over the floor. Random bits of veggies and meat were also scattering walls and countertops. The smell emanating from the room was awful too. Burnt everything mixed with hot garbage. But, there was something else there... something addicting... Anyways, someone clearly didn't know how to cook. And that someone was none other than Venti.

"Venti?!" Collei yelled out in shock. The boy was knocked over on the floor, covered in splashes of food. He was awkwardly rubbing his hair when he saw the confused Collei.

"Surprise?" He said with his cheeky smile. "I was supposed to be your personal chef this evening, but, as you can see, things did not end up well."

Collei recognized Venti from Mona and Tao. The two always talked about him for some reason. "If you're my chef, then do you know who my date was supposed to be? He-" Collei took a quick look back at the table, candle light slowly fading by now. "was supposed to be here 10 minutes ago." She stomped impatiently to emphasize her disdain.

"Dunno. Your two friends just told me to cook for tonight." 

"Do you even know how to cook..?" Venti gave her an awkward smile. "So, no." Collei smiled back. Seeing Venti all clumsy and dirtied was cute. The boy had a cute chef get up, showing that he at least tried to look the part. Although he was covered in sauces, he had a white apron and dress clothes on. Dark green pants and a lighter green dress shirt, to be exact. His hat, originally covered in a white chef's hat, was all astrew and soaked in whatever he was cooking.

Venti combed out a bit of food out of his hair and threw it at the trash can, which it missed. Sighing, he got back up and rubbed his apron clean, which only made the white sheet less white. "So... Want some cake?" He asked, rapidly turning around to grab a store bought cake he saved for dessert. Collei couldn't help bite her lip at the sight of his cute butt as he bent over the counter to reach for the dessert. He turned around with a childish smile, handing her the box. "Call it a consolation prize for tonight. Sorry he never showed up."

"It's fine," Collei said, defeated. "I just wish I didn't spend the night in such a hot suit."

"Same. Heatwave and hot kitchen do not mix!" He laughed. Again, Collei got a whiff of that smell again. Past the smell of overseasoning and smoke, there was an even stronger smell that caught her attention. It was salty yet sweet - dizzyingly soothing. Out of everything Venti made, whatever that was was a winner.

"What's that smell?" She asked, deeply inhaling the musk that was now imprinted in her mind.

"There are a lot of smells. Are you talking about the burnt carrots or the overcooked meat?"

"No... There's something... Something else..." Collei's nose searched for the smell and landed on Venti. She put her face next to his sweat-drenched neck and took a long sniff. There it was. The source of that intoxicating aroma: Venti himself. 

Collei was busy sniffing away as Venti nervously watched on. "Er... Collei?" He asked, trying to push her away from his delicious neck.

As Venti pushed, Collei was snapped out of her musk-induced trance. Embarrassed, she snapped away from Venti with a huge blush on her cute face.

"I, uh, don't know what came over me..." She said, Venti's scent still on her mind. 

"It happens, ehe..." Venti gave her a reassuring smile which she refused, too embarrassed to accept it. Venti could see the sadness lingering on her sweaty, blush-covered face. He just had to cheer her up after her bad date. "You sure you don't want another sniff? You seemed to enjoy it~" 

Collei's eyes went wide open. Sure, she wanted another good sniff at Venti's neck. She wanted to bathe in his salty musk and mark herself with the smell, but her pride was pushing her back. 

"It's fine if you don't want to. Just thought it'd make today at least a little worthwhile." 

That's what finally broke Collei. Venti's utter kindness and sympathy made Collei melt into a puddle. She jumped on Venti, forcing him to catch her bridal style, and sniffed the hell out of his sweaty neck.

"It's so good~" She moaned into his neck, absorbing as much scent as she could. The dirty musk was making her brain go crazy and forget about today's disappointment. Venti moved his face to hers and locked her lips into a wild kiss. The two swapped spit for a while - Collei basking in his delicious saliva - before separating, panting heavily. Collei made a cute pout as the their lips released from each other.

"That was amazing~" Collei said, mostly to herself. She felt good. Her body was on fire, both inside and out. 

"It'll feel better without all those layers on~" Venti winked. Once again, Collei felt herself blush, but this time, not in embarrassment. She blushed with a ferocity to show her determination. The green-haired girl quickly stripped off her heavy suit and pants, leaving her looking adorable in her thin, white dress shirt and green panties. Venti could see her erect nipples poking through the dress shirt, indicating her lack of a bra. Meanwhile, Venti stripped as well, taking off his dirt apron and pants. His huge cock bulged in those blue boxers of his, stunning Collei. Her already moist pussy began absolutely gushing, staining her green panties forever.

"Wh-what is that..?" Collei whispered in shock, staring at the growing bulge.

"Why don't you peel away the gift wrap and find out?" So, that's exactly what Collei did. She dropped to her knees and inhaled the dank smell coming from his underwear. With care, she used her small, tender hands to peel away the underwear, slowly revealing his beast. Collei gasped as Venti's cock was freed from its confines, shooting out like a comet. It slapped her cheek, sliding across it from the lubrication of the pre-cum, and slipping right into her agape mouth. 

Collei groaned at the taste of his cock, unconsciously sliding her tongue around the head. It was salty and sweet, just like the smell, and tasted faintly of apples and wine. Without fully realizing it, Collei began bobbing her head up and down the cock, slowly taking in more and more of the member as she went on. Her nostrils were flaring at the amount of musk entering her brain. She imagined the musk forming tentacles and grabbing at her brain - reshaping it like putty into its domain.

Venti moaned as Collei took more and more of his cock inside her mouth. The girl's mouth was naturally small, so it couldn't fit much in, but whatever it did suck in felt like it was in paradise. He felt Collei swivel her tongue and worm itself between his thick foreskin, lapping away at the inside of his rod.

"Venti~" She moaned under his gaze, fully corrupted by his incredible scent. "Fuck my mouth like a wild dog~! 💗"

Venti grabbed her small head and began fucking her wildly. He slammed her head into his cock until it smashed into the back of her throat, causing her to loudly gag. But, Collei was a strong girl who could take it, so she never spat out her food. Instead, she forced herself to take it deeper and deeper. And, she was thankful that she did, because Venti's cock only got sweatier and sweatier the further down she got.

"Mmph~! 💕" Collei would moan out as Venti face fucked her to oblivion.

"You like that, don't you, Lei~? ❤️" To which she came in response, further degrading her panties. 

Collei's hands felt like they would break the tiled kitchen floor underneath her. With how much pressure Venti was putting on her face, she felt like she was being tortured. Even still, she loved it. She loved as he destroyed her face like she was a pet to be defiled. It filled her with absolute joy.

"I think it's time we add a sauce to this meat; don't you?" He said with a smirk. "It's feeling extra creamy. Hope you don't mind~ ❤️"

Oh, no. She did not mind one bit. Collei moved her hands off the floor and onto Venti's massive balls who were still being held up by the partially pulled down underwear. She felt just how big they were in her small hands. Collei massaged them, coaxing out their sauce. Although tonight was disappointing, at least the food was amazing~

With enough tonguing at the head and rubbing at the base, Collei was able to get Venti to release his secret sauce. The virile baby batter shot down her throat, filling her stomach to the brim. Collei could feel it as her stomach grew; full with cum. She also felt the fat chunks of cum inside of her. They slowly slid down her gullet like unchewed chunks of food. Was it slightly painful? Yes. Did it also feel amazing? Double yes.

Now, she finally had to spit, gagging up the huge amount of cum that overflowed out of her mouth and onto the tiles below. Cum glazed the floor and pooled itself around her knees. She felt her womb throb at the wasted semen, begging the girl to soap it all up with her pussy like a dirty mop and deliver it straight to her eggs. She slid her aching snatch across the floor, letting her panties absorb as much as they could so she could feel the wiggling sperm rubbing against her. She moaned as fat swimmers tingled around her pussy entrance - her wet hole making a cameltoe with the cum-soaked green panties. 

In her mouth, Collei held as much semen as she could. Her cheeks puffed like a pufferfish with the amount of baby batter they were holding. She could feel his virile sperm swimming against her cheeks and gums. They were searching a womb to impregnate; a womb she wished she could give them.

Venti's cock hardened as he watched Collei writhe in his pool of semen. He could see her swollen pussy throbbing under the thick smell of the semen. Collei came, rubbing her thighs vigorously, trying to extinguish the flame. She moaned crazily; sound echoing in the kitchen.

Collei couldn't control it any longer. She was under so much pressure from the lack of release. Her core felt like it was about to burst, for crying out loud. She needed that fuck stick of his. She needed Venti to wreck her raw.

Without another word, Collei pounced on Venti like an animal. Her lips locked again with his, sealing them in a lustful french with Venti once again holding her tight against himself. Her legs twisted around the boy, straddling his pelvis as she sat on his third limb. Collei slid her suffering pussy against Venti's huge rod, grinding groin against groin. Her slick lubed up Venti better than any store bought stuff could. 

As was to be expected, Collei's frantic grinding eventually led her pussy to gobble up Venti's manhood. It slipped into her swollen lips like it belonged. It did belong. 'My pussy was made for it~'

Collei let out a long wail as she was impaled upon Venti's monster cock, which the bard quickly silenced with another kiss on the lips. "Wouldn't want anyone interrupting us~" He said as they pulled out, one single strand of saliva connecting their tongues together.

Down below, Collei was still jumping up and down on his cock like a rodeo girl. Venti held her by her small hips, keeping her from bouncing off. Thankfully for Venti, Collei's strong legs did help keep her steady, though. 

Continuously humping his cock, Collei felt dizzy in the head. Her head, maddened lust and musk, was malfunctioning. All she could think of was cock and cum. How good cock and cum tasted, felt, smelled, even sounded and looked. Of course, Collei had seen porn before, but never had a cock been so unforgettable. 

The veiny member filled Collei out completely. To her, it felt like it took every inch of her body. Her head to her toes was being claimed by Venti's cock. "I CAN'T FEEL ANYTHING BUT THAT FAT FUCKING COCK BETWEEN MY LEGS~! 💕" Collei cried, tears of joy rolling down her face and ruining her mascara. Venti giggled like a schoolboy as Collei was turning into a broken mess atop his pole. 

"Wait 'till you reach the end~! ❤️" 

As she humped Venti, she could feel him grab her small ass. Unlike before, deep down, she prayed that it had been bigger. Not for her sake, no. But for his. Collei had never felt this way about a boy before. For once since a long time, she was self conscious about how she looked. Seemingly sensing this fear, Venti said, "No matter how you look, you'll always be special to other people. If not me, your friends and family. So stop thinking about your small ass and prove why you're fit for my cock~! ❤️"

Collei was sent over the edge. She came again and again at his words. Collei couldn't even count the number of orgasms by now. It had to be in the tens. 

"YOU OWN ME, MASTER~! 💓"

In response, Venti ripped off her expensive looking dress shirt. It was probably too dirty to be reused anyways. Venti's mouth grabbed at her left tit and brought it to his mouth. He sucked on it with the power of a god, vacuuming it. The girl felt an immense pleasure radiating from her nipple. As Venti pulled away, she saw what was left. A glowing, white mark of ownership, proving what she had just said. She felt it pulse down her body, sending waves of pleasure down her body and into her abused cervix.

"CUM IN ME, VENTI~!" She moaned. "DO IT~!"

Venti felt his cock and balls throb at her demand. Of course he was going to give her a nice cream pie for dessert. What kind of personal chef would he be if he didn't?

Venti grabbed Collei by her shoulders and pressed her against his body. The girl screamed into his chest as he pumped into her pussy. His heavy balls slapped her thighs as he pushed in, hitting them red. His thick load shot out, releasing itself into Collei's womb.

She felt her her insides grow to accomodate Venti's delivery. Her belly bulged from both the massive cock and load inside of her. Cum flowed through her vagina and down her inner thigh, once again making a mess of the floor. Collei was screaming at the top of her lungs, unable to contain the pleasure to just her body. She had to express how she felt about Venti to the world.

"YOU'RE A GOD, VENTI~! 💕" She screamed. "AND EVERYONE SHOULD KNOW IT~~~"

Cum continued spurting out of his cock and continued to be wasted. It went everywhere. All over the floor. Chunks of semen plopped put like boba in bubble tea, sliding around the smooth floor and ruining the scattered cookware. Hopefully the wind would be able to clean this up like it had with all the other messes. 

Coming down from their high, Venti and Collei stared lovingly into each other's eyes. The two shared a quick kiss before reflecting on what just happened. 

"Hey," Venti started. "I'm really sorry your date never showed up. You really did look excited for him."

"It's fine. He's an asshole anyways. Besides," Collei ran a single finger down Venti's still covered chest, feeling him up and down. "I've got a new boyfriend now. And he's really good in bed~" She said with a lusty wink, using her other hand to tweak her marked nipple. It felt more sensitive than the other; deeply connected to her new master.

"I've got to try that trick on other people. I only just learned about it a few days ago..." He murmured, looking at the glowing mark.

"Other people?" Collei raised a questioning eyebrow. 'Were there others like me?' That's when Mona and Tao bursted through the kitchen doors. 

"Venti! Tighnari cancelled like an asshole because he had cold feet or something! Where's Leilei..." Mona's thought trailed as she saw the exhausted Collei, naked and cum-soaked, standing around in a pool of cum and overcooked food. "Did we miss something..?"

Venti gave them a stern look while Collei smiled. 'So there are others.'

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"So you really did hook me up with Tighnari?" Collei asked her girl friends, all together in their dorm room alongside Venti. Collei was currently hugging Venti tightly against her, while the two other sat criss-cross on the bed, all wearing comfy PJs, of course. "I thought he wasn't in to me."

"He said he was! But I guess that worm just forgot who you were..." Tao said, disappointed.

"Yea! What an asshole!" Mona repeated.

"So... I wasn't supposed to have sex with Collei?" Venti asked timidly. He had thought that, after no one showed up, this was some sort of twisted game planned by Mona and Tao.

"No!" Tao said, playfully throwing a pillow at Venti, hitting him right in the face. "God! Not everything's about you!"

"And who is 'God' again?" He retaliated with a smirk, leaving Tao a blushing mess.

Collei pulled Venti in closer, enjoying his warmth against the hot night air. "I'm just glad that you replaced him. He'd never be as good as you, master~" The mark on her left tit glowed in response. The other two girls watched in awe. 

"Wait! You can brand people? I want your mark, master!" Mona whined, followed by Tao vigorously nodding in agreement.

Venti and Collei shared a spirited grin before letting out two hearty laughs.

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"So, you're saying you found... semen. In the cookware..?" Bright and early, Ei, much to her annoyance, was called to her office ASAP. "I'm finding that hard to believe. That would mean a boy broke into the kitchen and purposefully masturbated into all these pots and pans. I don't think anybody has that much stamina." She went over the report, not believing anyone could to do that much trouble in one night.

Chef Mao, head chef at the cafeteria, shook his head. "I'm telling you. I've seen some disgusting things go on in there. But this? This is definitely the worst. I'm only saying it's semen because of those 'sex ghost' rumours, but whatever it is, it's something foul." 

"How many times do I have to say this?" Ei rubbed her sore temple for the billionth time. "There is no sex ghost. This is all just some kids playing a prank. It's probably some gross chemical. Bring the samples to Lisa and let her figure out what it is." Ei said with finality.

"I brought in a sample for you to check out. A wise warning though: it really does smell disgusting." With that, Mao left Ei a small Tupperware container of white... stuff. He left the room, sending the Shogun a cautionary look.

"Let's see how bad this stuff really is..." She mumbled, thinking over the amount of paperwork and calls that she'll have to make in order to sanitize the cafeteria. With only a sliver of the lid open, Ei went wide eyed. A powerful and masculine scent shot itself deep into her nose, possessing her. Her nipples hardened immediately and she even felt her vagina slightly moisten as she took in more of that smell.

Ei quickly closed the lid, looking at the container with a bit of fear. Whatever was in there truly was foul, but not for the reasons Chef Mao said. In fact, Ei couldn't get the smell out of her head. 

It was disgusting, putrid, and toxic. Just as he had described. But, it was also soothing, aromatic, and so, so addictive. What a way to start the day.

Ei called her assistant, Kujou Sara. Swiftly, the young and eager girl picked up the phone. "I need you to get to the school immediately. And call in a toxic waste disposal unit as well." The Raiden Shogun said, ending the call. She squinted her eyes and looked at the container, feeling scared by just its presence. 'Maybe these 'sex ghost' theories have some validity to them after all...'

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"So?" The Raiden Shogun raised a quizzical eyebrow as chemist Lisa showed her the data on the odd sample.

"Chemically, it's hard to tell. I can't do anything to it. Spin it, dissolve it, burn it. It's like it's invincible." She said, slightly panting. Ei noticed the smallest blush on Lisa's cheeks, but wrote it off as tiredness. "It's out of this world, is what I'm saying~"

"She's right," Yae Miko said, walking into the room. "I helped her with the experiments. Whatever that thing is, it's military grade."

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Ei was going crazy. Her mind randomly brought it up like a confused memory. It made her dizzy and nauseous, in a way she... liked? 'Semen,' Chef Mao had called it, but she would refuse. This was not semen. This was a dangerous prank pulled on by some overeager student. And she would get to the bottom of it. Miko suggested bringing in a professional, but, in her opinion, that would be excessive. Instead, she would solve this case on her on. She just needed a lead. Anything.

Ei couldn't help but take a peak at the sample Chef Mao had given her. Although Sara did call speciality waste disposal like she had asked, Ei was, for whatever reason, unwilling to give up her sample. She looked at it, heart beating rapidly.

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Charlotte, star reporter of the school's paper, the Steambird, had heard everything. She had a knack for hearing things she shouldn't, after all, and she was determined to solve this case. Sure, the Raiden Shogun hadn't asked her directly, but this mystery would be one for the history books. Sure, it'd be really hard to find an answer given how secretive a lot of the school was. It would probably put her behind on a lot of work too. But, getting an opportunity to be on the Shogun's good side was irreplaceable. Having Ei all giddy with her would open so many doors.

Charlotte was a great reporter. One of the best, even. She always had an intuition for the truth. She was like a living lie detector. Teachers always said that she could be a top journalist if it wasn't for her age. She had a nose for idiosyncrasies and would stop at nothing to get to the bottom of it. She was infallible.

Dressed a short, red sundress, Charlotte definitely didn't look like a reporter, but that was always part of the ruse. People would often forget about Charlotte as she blended into the background. Her big, round glasses and small, red cap didn't stand out much amongst the bright and expressive fashion of other students. Her hair, shoulder-length salmon, especially didn't compare to the bright colours of her peers. She kept it subtle. That was her method. That was her MO. Adjusting her large glasses, Charlotte thought about her plan of attack.

Her first hunch brought her to the kitchen. Chef Mao was the first to find out about the prank, so he'd be the first to be questioned. However, all his alibis checked out, getting him off the hook.

Next, Lisa was the most obvious candidate for questioning. She, other than the Raiden herself, was one of the few who had access to the substance in question. So, Charlotte would be making an unannounced visit to the chemistry office today. 

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"FUCK ME HARDER~! DEEPER~! 💓" Charlotte stood in shock as she listened in on the dirty affairs happening in Lisa's office. She heard wet slapping sounds and desperate moans reverberation from the teacher's room. "MASTER~! 💗"

"You're my little cum slut, aren't you, Lisa~? ❤️" She heard another voice, this one more sing-songy. She couldn't tell if it was male or female from the sound alone, but she inferred male from the given context clues.

"YES~!" She heard Lisa cry out once more. Squelching sex noises continued to bother at her ears. The strong plaps of skin against skin shook her to the core. It was an ominous sound akin to the marching of a snare drum. Whatever was going on was definitely news worthy. 

Sneaking around the office, Charlotte tried to peak through the shuttered blinds. She definitely made out Lisa's shape through the slits of the shutters, with her overly curvaceous form and all, but she couldn't make out the other entity. He was lithe and short, shorter than her, but other than those identifying features, there was nothing giving Lisa's partner away. Well, other than the striking blue and green streaking across the room everytime he pounded Lisa.

But, if she was going to get this to the papers, she'd need more than just short and colourful. Either way, she needed an interview with Lisa for the Ei story, so was there really any problem with tackling two birds with one stone? She could expose their little affair AND use it as fuel for Lisa to spill all her dirty secrets.

So, Charlotte proudly knocked on the door. What she expected was a scrambling sound as the two tried to (comedically) cover up their little session. Instead, they just kept fucking like animals. A bit frustrated, Charlotte knocked again, thinking that they hadn't heard her. This time, she was greeted with a response.

"Come grunt in~" The, what she assumed was a boy, answered.

Charlotte was both confused and nervous. Were they not worried about their little secret being revealed? A tension was making itself very clear between Charlotte's legs. The viscous pounding and sensual moaning continued as Charlotte stood outside, knees shaking, pondering if she should intrude or not.

"I said, come in~ ❤️" The voice repeated. This time, a command. Charlotte felt her legs give out as she dropped to the floor in shambles. The confident yet playful voice echoed in her head like a recording. 'I need to go in. Wait. Why do I even have to listen to him? Because I have to.'

With all her effort, the reporter pulled herself up. Legs like jelly and stomach churning with intense nervousness, Charlotte opened the office door, surprised to find it unlocked. Swinging open the wooden door, Charlotte first noticed Lisa, bent over her desk and tongue wooshing around like a dog's. She was soaked in sweat and... other juices. Her brown hair was sprawled all over her face like she had been at it for hours. Keeping her bent down on the desk was a skinny boy. As she identified, the boy was short with a small frame. He had dark hair that almost looked blue in the light. Green-tipped accents hung themselves on the end of his two short braids. They almost looked like they were glowing. His sparkling eyes, oh so bright in colour, were staring right at her. Into her soul.

But, what he lacked in height and muscle, he definitely made up for in cock size. Everytime the boy pulled out of Lisa, Charlotte caught a glimpse at the massive member that was pummeling the professor. It looked to be just about waist high in length! Furthermore, it was as thick as a lead pipe. That thing looked like it would decimate a woman's vagina. Charlotte felt her tension get tighter and tighter as she pictured the true size of that mythical cock. 

Next thing she noticed was the stench. The strong smell of sex clouded her nose. But, there seemed to be something else. It smelled sweet, salty. Bitter and oh so masculine. 'The stench of the boy's sweat,' she deduced. The smell grasped at her nose like a pair of pliers, except instead of letting nothing in, it let everything in. It was like being hit by nasal spray. Charlotte's entire nostrils felt alive. The musk snaked itself in and she could smell every bit of it. 

"Charlotte, right?" The boy asked, never relenting his thrusts. "I thought you'd catch on sooner, star reporter and all~" The boy joked.

"Wh-who are you?" Charlotte asked, fear and arousal slowly taking over her mind. Lisa moaned again like the animal she was; her mind completely separated from this conversation.

"I've been called many names. God, Barbatos, Little Shit. You can call me... Venti." His name played like a flute inside of Charlotte's ears. 'Venti...' Charlotte internally moaned as she rehearsed his title.

"And you're... You're having sex with th-the teacher? Just here? In public?" She questioned, unable to think of anything but what was going on in front of her. Unbeknownst to Charlotte, her slick began to slip itself down her thighs.

"Well, it's not really in public if the only people here were invited, right? Call it a private party~ ❤️" She was invited? A nervous shiver went down her spine.

"FUCK ME~! 💕" Lisa yelled, but Venti ignored her. He had someone else that needed to be attended to. He harshly yanked at her locks, causing the teacher to grunt in a mix of pain and pleasure.

"Why are you really here, Charlotte?" Venti asked, continuing to ignore Lisa's pleads for his semen.

"I-I... Lisa knows something important and I want to figure out what..." She replied, shuffling her feet. Charlotte finally noticed the arousal juice pooling at her shoes. 'There's so much...' She thought.

"About the prank, right?" Venti sang. 

Charlotte perked up at the mention. Only the Raiden Shogun and a few other staff knew, so how did Venti know about it? Granted, Charlotte knew too, but that was because she was simply a good listener. Did this boy also spy on the Raiden Shogun. Or maybe... No...

"I did it~! ❤️" Venti laughed. "You got me! It was my fault~ Wasn't meant to be a prank per say. More like I didn't clean up properly."

"Pr-Properly?! I heard the Raiden Shogun talk about how there was 'suspicious substance' everywhere! What were you doing in the kitchen?!" Charlotte exclaimed, briefly snapping out of her musk-induced coma.

"I was just having sex~" He said. Lisa screamed as Venti thrusted especially deep. "Like I'm doing right now, actually."

"Then what was the 'substance?!'"

"Here. I'll show you~ ❤️" Venti pushed Lisa hard against the table. The teacher cried in pleasure as her massive breasts squashed themselves across the table. Charlotte could immediately sense what he was doing. 'It was semen. It was Venti's virile, disgusting, sticky, slimy, thick semen. The substance is cum. Cum coming out of that massive fucking dick.'

But, in subversion to both girls' expectations, Venti did not coat Lisa's womb white. The librarian was still on his bad side. Plus, this reporter wanted a special demonstration. Why wouldn't he comply?

At the last minute, Venti pulled out of Lisa. Charlotte was transfixed on the cock. It was swollen, red, and covered in juices. She could visualize the stink lines emanating from the large rod. It was mesmerizing. 

Without pumping it, Venti's cock exploded with semen aimed directly at Charlotte. The thick goop covered her like a hose, soaking her clothes white. Cum splashed across her prescription glasses and painted her hair. Heavy chunks slammed themselves against her face, leaving white and red marks on her delicate skin. The red sundress, bleached by cum, was absolutely ruined as Charlotte was showered. However, despite the disgusting circumstances, Charlotte couldn't help but moan as Venti's semen touched her skin. She felt the thick substance coat her - making her pure and beautiful. At least, that was what she imagined in her corrupted mind.

Charlotte's pussy throbbed as it sprayed out juices over her inner thigh. The pool became a lake as her arousal heightened to an extreme degree. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head, unable to handle the holy sight in front of her.

Meanwhile, Lisa was pouting like a spoiled brat, unsatisfied by Venti's decision. While Charlotte was moaning like Lisa prior, the librarian herself was left disappointed. So, she took it upon herself to get what she wanted. Getting up from the desk, Lisa crawled over to Charlotte by the door. On all fours, Lisa licked the girl's penis and pussy juice covered leg. Lisa's soft tongue trailed over Charlotte's thigh skin, sending a wave of pleasure up her body.

Finished with the unloading, Venti stroked his weapon and proudly watched as Lisa cleaned Charlotte up. "Wasn't that swell~?"

Charlotte could only moan and groan in response. Her senses were overloaded and she could not do anything else. The nude Lisa decided to make Charlotte one in the same and began stripping her of her dirty clothes. She pulled the dress over her with ease, revealing her perky breasts and pert vagina, all hidden behind those pesky undergarments. Lisa slowly peeled them off, showing off Charlotte's untouched body to Venti.

"Are you ready for the headline, Charlotte~? ❤️" Venti smiled, making Charlotte's heart burst with desire. 

"Yes~! 💕 Fuck me like you did with Lisa~!" She moaned, rubbing Venti's blessing deeply into her skin.

Stroking his cock to full mast, Venti showed it off in all its glory in front of the purring girls. Even Lisa, the much more experienced of the two, was squirming in its presence. The very sight of his thing made Lisa and Charlotte, confident women in their own rights, break down into lust-driven whores.

Venti grabbed Charlotte by the waist with ease, slamming her against him. The little fat on her body jiggled along with her breasts as she collided with the thin boy. Charlotte couldn't help but cuddle up closer with the boy. She loved the feeling of his skin upon hers. It was ecstatic.

As Charlotte wiggled into Venti's embrace, the bard was busy aligning his massive rod with the reporter's surprisingly small hole. Lisa watched from the sidelines, vigorously rubbing her own clit in a futile attempt to simulate Venti's greatness. Soon, Venti got the better of the fish out of water, and he took the plunge into Charlotte, making headlines for sure.

"AHHH~!" Charlotte screamed as Venti claimed her virginity. She felt his cock forceful shove its way into her snatch, blowing it up like a balloon. With every thrust, the tip tickled her womb's entrance, stimulating it into ovulation.

Charlotte saw as her body bent and contorted to Venti's need. Her chest jutted outwards in an attempt to make her decently sized breasts look larger. Her spine straightened to flex her height and stomach. Her thighs wrapped themselves around her master, squeezing his waist with all their might.

"How's the story so far~? ❤️" Venti teased, running a finger across her sensitive tits.

"It's moan looking great~!" She was barely able to talk between the cries and moans.

Lisa, after many attempts at an orgasm, finally gave up. Nothing could compare to Venti's penis, so why challenge the truth? She walked up to Venti and Charlotte, intertwined by flesh and sin, and pouted for her lord's member to pierce her.

"Please, master~ I need more~" She begged, turning around to show off her plump rear. Although Venti ignored her begging, Charlotte would do her homework. She bent as far down as she could (which wasn't that far considering the large cock bulge in her stomach) and began tonguing Lisa's clit. The librarian moaned as Charlotte hit all her good spots, cumming right in her face and splashing her glasses with another layer of juice.

"Mmph~! 💕" Charlotte moaned into Lisa's pussy. Venti rotated like a wheel and pumped like a piston. He was a living machine. Sweat glistened across his thin body, making his creamy skin shine with godly light. His glowing lock tips swung around mezmerizingly as he fucked Charlotte with the fury of a village.

His cock gaped her hole so wide that it could fit a baseball. But, for whatever reason, Charlotte's naturally intuitive self noticed that Lisa's pussy was of a normal size. Perhaps some god power she was not aware of? She'd have to question Venti after this amazing breeding.

Speaking of breeding, Venti was just about ready to dump is load into Charlotte's opening. He turned and pushed her hard against a wall, using the surface as leverage to reach deeper into her tight hole. Venti felt his balls spasm as they produced the load. He pressed himself against the girl as much as he could before firing, creaming all over Charlotte's womb. Charlotte's face was released from Lisa's swollen lips and shot up, mouth agape.

"SO MUCH~! 💗" Charlotte screamed out in joy as she was filled with piping hot man milk. Huge chunks clogged her pussy, leading most of the cum to spray out and over the walls. Thankfully, Lisa didn't seem like she minded. In fact, she looked excited to have to clean up this mess. "IT'S FILLING ME UP TO THE BRIM~!"

Venti smashed his lips against Charlotte's to shut her up. The two orally danced, Venti tasting the slight flavour of Lisa on Charlotte's tongue. The two made out as Charlotte continued to gush cum like a geyser. Venti trailed kisses down her neck, landing on her shoulder and down her arm. Charlotte moaned as Venti gave her a chain of hickies, eventually reaching her right hand; her dominant one. As the gentleman he was, he gave her a kiss on the hand, marking her with a glowing white mark. 

As Venti pulled out, he let the dam loose. Cum flowed out like a river, covering the floor boards. "Don't take it all for yourself, Ms. Lisa~" Venti said, a playful smirk dancing across his lips. "I know a certain friend of yours will want the sample~ ❤️"

Lisa nodded, immediately understanding what he was getting at. Charlotte however, could not understand one bit. Her head was far too dizzy with pleasure for anything to be processed. Instead, she much rather lay against the cum-soaked walls of Lisa's office, playing back again and again the intense intercourse she had just participated in.

"Come on, news girl. I've got a lot of explaining to do, haven't I?" Charlotte just lazily nodded, only registering the latter half of what Venti had just said.

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Ei, at the chemistry office for the second time this week, had been alerted about some pretty pressing matters. Lisa had called her about the usual stuff - classes, student success, etc. But, one of her talking points really got her attention. 'New breakthrough with the substance.'

"Come in~" Lisa said after Ei had tentatively knocked on her door.

Opening the door, Ei's nostrils flared wide open. There, in that very room, was the smell. The smell which has been driving her nuts. The very smell she was trying to uncover the secrets of.

This was no coincidence on Lisa's part. No. She made sure to clean her room dry of Venti's sperm because it was as precious as gold. However, as per her master's command, she did leave a bit hidden away on her desk. Not enough to make her room smell like a rancid change room, but enough for Ei to clearly have noticed it.

"Judging by the look on your face, you've noticed the smell~" Lisa said with an uncharacteristically gentle smile. "Well, I've been running experiments on it and I'm happy to say that it's completely fine~!"

Ei cocked a suspicious eyebrow. She knew firsthand that that stuff was more dangerous than it seemed. Was she just unnecessarily paranoid? Or was Lisa hiding something.

"We both know you're not here to talk about academics. You want to get to the bottom of this prank. But, even though the culprit is unknown, rest assured, the substance used is safe. In fact, I'd even say it has some serious benefits~" Lisa leaned across her desk, whispering to the standing Ei. "Especially for a woman of your caliber~ 💕"

When Ei left Lisa's office, her mind was telling her to vomit from the disgusting smell. But, her body was telling her something else. She felt a slight tingle between her thighs as she strode away.

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Ei, back in her office, stared at the empty desk occupied by a single container of white goop. She should've been doing paperwork or anything else other than aimlessly watching the jar. Sure, Lisa said it was safe, beneficial even, but Ei just could not get over it. The slime was like a poltergeist - haunting her in every moment. She had dreams of opening the container - gobbling up the slime - savouring the taste. Sometimes, she'd absentmindedly imagine rubbing it across her skin like moisturizer. Ei shivered at the thought. Whoever caused this still had to be reprimanded, but if the substance used was fine, then maybe just a peak would satisfy the cravings? Just a sniff..?

Ei opened the container, moaning out loud as the pungent smell hit

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Eula Lawrence groaned as she got out of her car. 'Another boring shift, as always.' She thought, pulling out her uniform and equipment.

The cyan-haired woman was Tevyat University's one and only nighttime security guard. Every night, she had to drive from her suburban house downtown just to aimlessly walk around for six hours. Turning to the change room, Eula couldn't help but check her watch again, to no avail of course. Six more hours, as always.

Eula hated her job. She wanted to be an actual cop. Not just some walk-around do nothing security guard. She had passed the training and all. Alas, she was rejected for 'attitude issues,' which she did not have at all. No way. Not even in the slightest.

Originally, Eula didn't mind the post. In fact, she'd even say that she enjoyed it. Oh, how the times change. Ever since the Raiden Shogun went crazy over some prank, the school's security has been upped to insane degrees. Now, staff were supposed to log student attendance, IDs had to be checked, the kids even had a curfew. And the worst of it? The Raiden expected her security force to work extra hard. If you were caught slacking on the job, you'd be fired. Sure, Eula hated her job, but she did like money.

Slipping into her tight uniform, the average ongoer would have mistaken her as a stripper. Eula's outfit was definitely two sizes too small, given how it stuck to her like a second skin. She had put in the wrong size, thinking that the suggested 'XXL' would've been an insult to her figure. This uniform was just another reason why she hated the job, especially given the recent heat. 

The navy blue cop coat hugged her tightly. The fabric strained itself at Eula's huge breasts, slimming down by her hourglass figure waist. The buttons struggled to hold together her outfit, revealing the tight, black undershirt beneath. Her wide hips pushed that black skirt to its limit. The smooth material rounded at the ass, jutting out the slappable rear for all to see. Even though it was supposed to reach the knees, her long legs and thick thighs were barely hidden by the skirt, with the end only covering her upper thigh. The rest was being unsteadily held within her grey stockings. At least the clothes were flexible and somehow didn't impair her movement.

Her short hair was done up nicely, held together with a silver dress piece. She even added a bit of make-up. Just some eyeliner and blush. Eula had a nice face, beautiful even. She had to keep it sharp. 

Eula checked her goddess of a body over one last time. Sighing to herself, the woman left for her patrol route, anticipating another uneventful evening. Unfortunately, or maybe fortunately, she was in for one hell of a night. It all began when a certain trickster felt like breaking a few rules...

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Venti was sick and tired of this new dystopian nightmare. He thought that getting Ei to talk to Lisa would've eased over the tension, but it seemed to only make things worse. He could tell that the Shogun had been affected. Ever since that day, Ei always seemed to be either super tired or on five cups of coffee. Instead of making her more docile like he had expected, Venti had only gotten Ei to grow more paranoid. For her pride's sake, the Raiden Shogun had to catch the criminal. 

Sneaking out of his dorm window in the dead of night, he took one last look at his snoring roommate before leaping out of the third story, gracefully landing on his feet. Skipping around like a silent ballerina, Venti ducked and dodged, weaving in and out of the shadows. The chance that Eula would be patrolling this route was slim, but he didn't want to get into anymore trouble. Detention was a nuisance that he would avoid.

About halfway across the campus, there was only a few more blocks before he reached the girls' dorms. Why was he going there? For some quality time with his collective, that's why! It was movie night and he was not missing this because the Raiden Shogun got a bit pissy.

The boy rolled into the small campus park. In the morning, it was a nice garden with beautiful scenery. Great for a calm stroll or a lovers kiss. However, at night, the park looked dead empty. The lamp posts flickered on and off, showing their age. The usual green trees looked jagged and wicked. Venti shuddered, surprised by how creepy everything looked in the moonlight.

As he was looking around, admiring the strangeness, Venti failed to realize that he was supposed to be stealthy, thus also failing to notice the tall, busty, blue-haired woman right behind him.

"Ahem," Venti spun around in an instant, his eyes widening. "And what are you doing here?" Eula asked, hands on her wide hips.

"I, uh, I'm... Checking out the scenery, ehe..?" Venti tried to stutter out an excuse as Eula continued to stare down. The hot night air was certainly not helping the uncomfortableness of this situation.

"Alright. You're coming with me, kid. I've finally got something to do tonight..." She muttered, mostly to herself. Venti, thinking on his feet, had only one option. Run.

Dashing away like a strong wind, Venti leaped across the park and away from Eula. Flabbergasted by his rebellion, Eula stood there for a moment before chasing after. Unfortunately for her, Venti was just too fast. Before she could even get out of the park, Venti had already gotten out of eyesight. 

"KID!" She yelled out to the night sky. "I SWEAR I WILL FIND YOU!"

Venti heard her yelling and scoffed. Eula was known for her stupid grudges. He wouldn't be the first person she swore vengeance on, and he would not be the last. She'd forget about his face soon enough. For now, Venti could just relish in the fact that he was home free. At least, that's what I he thought.

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Venti groggily wiped his eyes, waking up from his sleep. He stretched around in the bed, yawning as he got up. A tiny slit of light flashed itself into Venti's retinas, forcing him awake. As he opened those tired eyes, he expected to see his disorganized room. Instead, he saw prison bars and cold stone bricks.

Now, he was definitely awake. 'What happened yesterday?' He racked his brain, trying desperately to understand what mess he had gotten himself in this time.

He remembered sneaking up the building by climbing up the wall, knocking on Collei's window, getting let in. They definitely watched a film, although Venti couldn't remember the specifics, then he left through the window, maybe a tad bit drunk, and... Oh, yea. Then he stumbled right into a patrolling Eula's arms, passing out cold.

Now that the why was cleared, he just had to figure out how to get out. He didn't even know that this school had an actual prison on site. Seemed like a bit overkill. He rapped the prison door, trying to get the attention of someone. "Anyone there? I'd like to be let out now..." 

Just then, Eula walked into view, still dressed in her tight guard uniform. "I thought you only worked the night shift? What's going on?" Venti asked, completely confused.

"Don't you realize, kid? It is the night." Eula pulled out the source of the blinding light. A desk lamp. And here Venti thought the morning had arrived. Usually, his drunken blackouts lasted more than eight hours. "So you're stuck in here with me." She sneered.

"First of all, I'm legally an adult. Secondly, don't you have some patrolling to do? What if another rambunctious 'kid' like me sneaks out to do some... I don't know... Vandalism?"

"Nice try, but I'm not letting you go. I read your file while you were out... Venti." Eula heaved out a thick folder, so heavy that she needed both arms. 

"I have a file?!" 

Flipping open the huge folder, reading out loud a random page. "Use of banned items in inappropriate ways, including: A) Water Balloons. B) Mouse Traps. C) Spoiles Foods (Eggs). I don't even want to know about the last one. You've got guts sneaking out with a record like this." She said with a confident smirk. Venti was hers and she'd make sure he knew it.

"Okay, okay. You got me," Venti said with a shrug. "I'll be off now! I've learned my lesson." But, Eula stood firm. Venti's a true delinquent, and she was going to make sure he was brought to justice.

Venti groaned, sliding across the stone wall and onto the floor. He was screwed. Not only did he have to wait it out in this dinky cell until morning, but, by the way Eula was talking, he'd also have to face some other consequences. Sure, he could probably make a wind strong enough to smash open the walls, but he didn't want to deal with any destruction. Instead, he had a better idea. One that would also help relieve the intense throbbing of his cock as he stared at Eula's sexy body.

"So, you're just going to watch over me? For the rest of the night?" He asked, a cheeky grin forming.

"Longer if I have to. I'm not letting my eyes off you, kid." That solidified it. If Eula wasn't going to leave, he might as well give her a show.

Pulling down his shorts, Venti's pre-cum stained underwear made itself clear. Eula's confident sneer became a shocked mouth as Venti showed off his undergarments. The fat bulge throbbed within the briefs, growing as it was exposed to the night air.

"Well, if you're going to watch, I might as well deal with this thing." He said, smiling like a little kid. He pulled down his underwear, causing his cock to pop out. Venti threw the two pieces of clothing at the cell door, landing them perfectly through the bars and onto Eula's flustered face. "Mind moving those? You're cute when you're upset~ ❤️"

Venti's dirty laundry was intoxicating. The dirty smell of grime and sweat made Eula woozy in the head. Her mind throbbed with desire, thinking about the massive cock that he had just released. She needed to please - NO! Eula shook her head, regaining control of herself. What was she thinking?! She threw the smelly clothes off her face and was ready to give Venti a real telling, but that's when she was met face first with the real deal.

Venti was jerking off his third limb right in front of Eula. Pre-cum spurted out, coating the cock in a shimmering glaze. Eula could see those strong veins carrying his blood throughout the pipe. The virile smell of Venti's pre was clouding the room in a thick musk. Eula felt her knees shake and will weaken as Venti stared deeply into her soul. The sight was mesmerizing.

"You look bored. How about you try it on for size~" Venti thrusted towards Eula, barely squeezing through the cell bars. Eula could've sworn that thos metal bars bent as the cock pushed through. The bard's member was smack dab in the middle of Eula's face. It lazily hung, still not fully hard, yet still measuring as long as her arm. Eula began drooling, those similar smells being emitted from the cock head as well. It pulsed along with her heartbeat, synchronizing itself to her. Eula's mind swirled confusedly. What was she about to do again? Who cares! There's a fat rod that needs her attention!

Swallowing her pride, Eula tentatively licked the head. She watched it shiver as her tongue touched it. She'd never admit it, but Eula did moan at just the sight. Venti's member drooled alongside Eula, dropping thick droplets of pre onto the floor. Feeling more adventurous, Eula dove further down the cock, sucking more and more into her flexible mouth. All this motion was causing her already strained buttons to pop. Eula's uniform coat jumped off, showing off her sexy undershirt. It clung to her massive breasts and showed off her perky nipples who were fully erect in Venti's presence.

"Mmph~" Eula groaned as she sucked the beast. The surprisingly sweet taste of Venti's sweat covered her mouth. It was like sucking on a big and meaty popsicle.

"Might it be easier to suck if you, you know, unlocked this pesky door~?" Venti could tell that the guard still had some fight in her. She definitely was resilient, he could say that. Briefly, Eula contemplated if it was worth freeing Venti, her vengeance yet to be secured. But, the moment she saw those heavy balls throb, Eula broke. She needed their prize.

Eula scrambled for her keys and clumsily unlocked the cell door. It would've been easy for Venti to book it then and there, but when you've got a busty bluette slobbering over your cock, who could blame him for staying? Even though he was basically half her height, he toppled the towering woman, causing her to fall onto her back. Venti hovered his erect member over her face like a carrot on a stick. Those balls pulsed rapidly, showing off their might.

"It's yours, Eula. All for being a good girl~ ❤️" He said, lowering his cock over her face. Eula opened wide, thinking Venti was about to throat fuck her. But, that would've been too uncomfortable against the hard floor. Instead, he thrusted between her agape mouth. Those plump lips suckled his cock like they were eating a corn on the cob. As Venti dragged his cock across Eula's face, her hands began desperately trying to undress herself. She felt hot and bothered, needing to be free of all this tight clothing. Venti saw her struggle and decided to help. A strong breeze ripped through that undershirt and pushed down that tight skirt and leggings.

Eula, still licking his cock all over, was now fully revealed. Her huge breasts and fat ass were still hidden by hair-matching blue lace, but that could be easily fixed. For now, though, Venti wanted to finish this kinky oral. He dropped the tip between her lips, allowing Eula to suck off the recently formed pre-cum. Eula felt herself getting wetter and wetter as she digested more of Venti's juices. She wildly came, thrashing around the floor as her womanly fluids bursted out of her mound.

"MMPH~! 💓" She moaned, overwhelmed by the pleasure being brought upon her.

Seeing her squirm like a bug was definitely arousing. This tough guard turned into a sex-crazed lunatic, now that was something. Eula continued to suck the rod as she came, moaning against it. Venti himself felt like he was getting ready to cum. Those fat balls shot waves of stress up his body, indicating that the prize machine was ready to fire. 

And fire it did. Venti, standing over Eula's laying body, came all over her. The chef was icing the cake, sending his delicious cream to coat Eula's bare body. Her blue lace, as sexy as it already was, looked even better with chunks of cream splattered across it. "Whoops~ Guess I'm the vandal~ ❤️" He joked, eliciting another moan from Eula. 

She loves the way that he degraded her. Eula would've never realized that she needed to be put in her place without Venti's harsh lesson. She needed him to show her where she belonged; why she was only a petty guard. "Make me serve you, master~ Teach me my place in your kingdom~ 💕" She begged.

So he did. Venti ripped off her bra and molested Eula's fat breasts. The guard moaned as she was assaulted, realizing how much she really did like being the sub. The small boy jumped onto her body, looking small compared to Eula's height. Venti suckled on her tits, never letting her breasts have a moment to breathe. He sucked so hard that Eula felt something deep within her awaken. She felt milk gush out. Breast milk, creamy and warm, was being produced within her tits. Venti sucked up the milk like a greedy baby, filling his alcoholic tummy with Eula's delicious milk. His shirt was being stained by her sweat and milk, not that he minded.

As he moved to the other breast, his hands continued to milk the previously sucked one, making sure to relieve Eula of her own heavy load. Venti kicked off his slippers and used bare feet to undress Eula of her panties. All the while, Eula was moaning and squirming. 

"MASTER~!" She yelled as she was milked like a cow. Venti slid around her cum-covered body like she was a raft, sucking and playing with those breasts with glee. His cock began rehardening, pushing itself against Eula's toned stomach. 

"You see this?" Venti asked, pulling on her tit and steering it to Eula's drenched face. She could barely see thanks to the pleasure, but she did catch her master's point. "You're like a cow~! There's delicious milk everywhere~! ❤️ You should meet my friend, Ganyu. You two would definitely get along~ ❤️"

Eula came at the thought. Her master with other sluts? Would they be as subservient as her? Or, would they serve as her mistresses~

Venti shifted lower, lining his cock up with Eula's gushing pussy. He rubbed the thing against her begging lips, preparing for the immense pleasure that was about to come. Eula couldn't stop screaming and Venti thought that she'd wake up the whole campus. He thrusted harder and harder before, eventually, slipping that swollen cock between her folds. 

Eula fit Venti like a glove. It was like her body was built for him. 'That's something I've been thinking a lot recently.' Venti joked, thinking about how every woman felt perfect against his rod. Maybe they were built for their god.

Venti, still laying atop the woman, pounded her. Those unrelenting thrusts would've killed a girl like Hu Tao, but Venti knew that Eula could handle them. Venti's tongue rolled itself all over her muscular stomach, tasting the mix of cum and sweat that was layering over her. Reaching her naval, Venti gave it a great big kiss, sucking it like Eula did with his cock.

Speaking of Eula, the girl was currently in heaven. Venti's cock touched her in ways that she thought were unimaginable. The member sent all of her nerves to overdrive and made her sputter and drool. Venti's special care to her stomach only heightened the pleasure, sending her over the moon. Her entire body pulsed in unison with Venti's cock's throbs. They were connected, not just physically, but spiritually as well. She was his and he was her master.

Deciding that he found the most fitting spot, Venti delivered his new signature attack: the mark of Barbatos. He made a ring around Eula's naval, marking her stomach as his. The ring flashed with a blinding white light, making Eula moan so hard she thought her vocal chords would snap. The girl's face was getting tired from all this smiling, unable to close her constantly screaming mouth. Her eyes, goofy with pleasure, glazed over as Venti sealed the deal and finalized the ownership.

"FUCK~! 💓" Eula yelled. "WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME~?! 💕" She felt the ring beating like a second heart. It brought life to her.

"Claiming you as my own~ Now who's the one in charge~? ❤️"

"YOU, MASTER~! YOU ARE~! FUCK ME LIKE A BITCH. MAKE ME YOUR PRISONER~!" Venti smiled. The change in attitude truly was something. Smashing himself harder against Eula's body, he wanted to keep this moment in his head forever. "FUCK MY USELESS BODY~! I CAN'T BE A COP BUT I CAN BE YOUR LOYAL CUMDUMP~! 💗"

"Y'know, I'm pretty good friends with a certain deputy chief of police. I'm sure you two girls would get along~ Maybe we should set up a playdate~ ❤️" The only deputy chief of police she knew was Jean Gunnhildr... No... No way... Right?

Eula's hands flailed as she felt Venti destroy her womb. Those flailing hands found themselves against her oversized tits, groping them and showering her body with more milk. Venti joined Eula, reaching up and tag-teaming her own boobs. Milk flowed like a fountain, erotically covering the two lovers.

Venti felt his own milk coming up. His cock got more and more swollen as those balls began stocking up. He grabbed onto Eula's large thighs in preparation for the recoil. As always, Venti finished the girl off with a bang, pumping her full of his sperm like she was a pastry. Eula felt her stomach bloat as the semen filled her insides, just like it did with her outside. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as she was dominated by Venti's humongous load.

"MASTER~! 💕" She screamed, heart pumping like she just ran a marathon. "IT'S SO MUCH~! 💓"

Eula's strong legs hugged Venti closer, never wanting to let him go. It felt like hours before Venti's cumming slowed down, and by that point, Eula was more full than on Thanksgiving night. No part of her was left unclaimed. Except her asshole. Maybe a different time. 'Hopefully...'

"I'm so stuffed~" Eula moaned out. She was laying on the floor, breathless. Tiredness had finally overtaken her cum-filled body. Her limbs loosened as she submitted to the need to sleep.

"And whenever you're feeling a bit empty, you know who to call~ ❤️" Venti winked with a laugh. Even though the woman was snoozing soundly on the dirty floor, Venti knew she heard him. As long as she was his, she'd hear anything she'd need to. That was a perk of dating a god~

Venti snuck out of the school's apparent prison, off the his comfy bed. Sure, sleeping on Eula's plump body would've been comfortable, but he'd be lying if he said he didn't miss the old room he called home. Plus, he'd have to be up bright and early for tomorrow's classes. The wind told him that Furina was giving an extra special lecture.

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"Hello, Eula. It's Ei. I'm calling you to ask you about what happened yesterday. My computer says that you failed to check out on time. Did something happen? Did you catch a criminal? Please answer me when you get the chance. Thank you." Ei put down the phone with a click. Suspicious things were happening, and she wanted to get to the bottom of this before any other pranks get the better of her. 

She clicked her tongue and rubbed her temple. Looking at her computer, she checked what was next on the agenda. Ei dialed up Kujou Sara, saying a simple,"Let her in." 

Those fancy doors opened and in came Ganyu, dresses in a nice dress that strained against her large breasts and showed off her round butt. Ei was a bit shocked at the outfit, knowing Ganyu for her conservative dressing, but she quickly recovered like the professional lady that she was.

"Thank you for this opportunity, Ms. Raiden." Ganyu said, bowing.

"So. You're offering to become another assistant, am I right?" 

Ganyu answered with a curt nod. "More like your assistant's assistant. I'd like to learn more about what it takes."

"I see." Ei nodded back. She trusted Ganyu. The student always had a clean track record and was always praised by the staff for her respect and responsibility. However, Ei's paranoia was getting the best of her. "Why now?" She blurted out, instantly regretting the rude question. She covered her mouth, a blush forming on her cheeks.

"That wasn't rude at all, Ms. Raiden," Ganyu answered, smiling. It was like she knew what Ei was thinking. "I know you've been stressed by what happened recently. I just thought that now was a better time than ever to have more help in the office."

Ei nodded once more, completely agreeing with Ganyu. Part of her, the paranoid part, wanted to question the girl more. She knew by the look in her eyes that something was wrong. 'You have the look of someone with more going on... Just like Lisa did...' But, in an attempt not to be rude once more, the Raiden Shogun stuck out her hand.

"You're hired." She gave Ganyu a gentle smile as she accepted the handshake.

"You won't regret this, Ms. Raiden. In fact, I think you and your staff will be happier than ever~" Ganyu said. For the briefest of moments, Ei could've sworn she saw a bright, white light flash within her round eyes.

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Ganyu was sitting at her new temporary desk, sorting paperwork. She had been hired only a week prior, but was doing amazing work already. Kujou Sara even complimented her accomplishments, saying that she'd be willing to hire her full time if she was a graduate. 

While Ganyu handled most of Ms. Kujou's petty chores (scheduling, ordering, answering external calls), she did them with more enthusiasm than Sara herself. However, that was only what Sara saw her do. In reality, Ganyu's role was much deeper. Much much deeper. 

"Ganyu?" Asked Sara, sniffing the air. Clocking in and seeing Ganyu there bright and early was a surprise, but a welcome one. "What's that smell? Smells... Funky..." She couldn't pinpoint exactly what it was. Something bitter and salty, but in an enjoyable way.

"Oh, that! That's my new perfume. Sorry if it's too pungent. I was debating whether or not it was too much. I can wash it off if it's bothering you." She said with a courteous smile. 

"No... no. It's... It's fine. It's nice, even." Sara smiled back. Something about that smell was calming. Like camomile tea or lavender. Only, there was something else going on. Something... weird...

Ganyu gave Ms. Kujou another gentle smile before resuming her work. "I hope Ms. Raiden doesn't mind it either when she comes in." 

"If she does, I'll have a word with her. She's been... off these past few days. As long as we two girls enjoy it, it's an office win in my book."

"Oh! I almost forgot. I have a gift for you. For being such a kind mentor!" The young student handed Sara a cloth of some sort. "It's a cloth I bought the other day. I know you like these small things, so I figured it'd be perfect for you!"

Sara accepted the present with a grin. "Thank you, Ganyu. You've been a pretty good mentee as well." As she put the cloth in her pocket, she felt another weird tingle hit her nose. Briefly, Sara went into a dazed state, unable to think of anything but that odd sensation on the tip of her nostrils. However, she soon snapped out, shaking her head, confused.

Ganyu looked down at her paperwork for the day. 'Slow and steady...' She happily thought. 

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In the middle of the dark room, a single spotlight flashed on, shining down onto a bowing woman. That woman was the law professor of Tevyat University, Furina. Dressed in a casual sleeveless strap top and jean shorts, the short teacher slowly rose up, greeting the crowd with a big smile.

"Today, class, I've brought in a very special guest! A lawyer for Harbour Law Firm is here to teach you about what it means to work with law on a daily basis." Furina announced to the class. An excited murmur made waves through the lecture hall as students perked up from their boredom. "If you're taking law, you're probably going into it. Except for you of course, Venti~" Furina said with a purr, winking at the bard. 

Recently, Furina's been getting more and more aggressive with her Venti-related flirting. Although most people didn't notice, some did. And those who did were definitely suspicious in their own rights. 

"So," She continued. "I've asked Yanfei here, Harbour Law Firm's top legal advisor to come in here and teach this class a thing or to about the industry! Let's give a big round and applause for Yanfei!" She cheered, clapping her hands as she backed off with a bow. 

Yanfei, dressed in a sleeveless red dress came out from the back. The girl was world-renowned for her skill. Firstly, she was the youngest legal advisor in all of Tevyat. Next, she never lost a case. Even when a case looked open and shut, Yanfei always managed to pull out something that was missed by everyone else. Even the slightest detail was obvious to the girl. And last, she was perhaps the cutest legal advisor in the world. She had a knack for showmanship, like Furina, and always looked adorable while doing so. She was like the legal advisor version of an idol for a lot of people. Dressing up in fabulous clothes and always looking her best on camera. Even though she worked in a serious industry, Yanfei always showed herself off as a ditsy girl for the audience, something they loved. It was the classic trope of the bumbling oaf secret genius brought to life. There was even a Yanfei fanclub! Something unheard of for law. Many people called the way she treated a case as a drama unprofessional, but the majority still loved it.

Yanfei ran laps around the stage centered in Furina's lecture hall. She waved her hands in the air, showing herself off to the class. Some students even cheered, clearly part of the Yanfei fandom. Her red dress, although not small by any means, showed off her wide hips and tight waist. Her breasts and ass were small, but she definitely made up for it with her sparkling face. Those eyes looked like fireworks, bubbling up with emotion whenever she spoke. Her small lips and button nose made her face look like one straight out of a magazine. She was born with the face of an idol - of a star.

In fact, there were a lot of similarities between Furina and Yanfei; similar body type, height, and face. She even envied Yanfei a bit for her career; a life full of drama. She and Yanfei were best friends throughout their schooling years, each taking the exact same classes in university as well. The two even shared a talent agency for a bit; both working as small-time actors. Furina eventually moved on from the stardom, figuring it to be too hard. Yanfei, however, always strived to succeed, and succeed she did. Furina was lucky to have Yanfei over given her busy schedule. Even though the two drifted ever so slightly apart, they were still great friends.

All the while, Furina was standing there, watching Yanfei work her showmanship magic. As Yanfei concluded her short laps, Furina took the lead, recentering herself by the podium. "I'm sure all you future good-doers will learn great things from Yanfei. But, for those who aren't going into the field, ahem, Venti, ahem; please come see me for a private consultation~" She said with a smile so cheeky, it rivaled that of Venti's. Venti perked up from his spot, intrigued by what she was planning. Meanwhile, Furina could barely contain the heat that was forming in her core - desperately rubbing her thighs together to keep what little composure she had left. "Yanfei will take it from here, class."

Furina gestured for Venti to follow before heading out to her private office. Inside the small room were stacks of books, manuscripts, and loads teaching material. Although she was Venti's slut, that didn't mean she still couldn't be a good teacher.

She sat at her comfy office chair, folding her arms and attempting to make her most convincing sultry face. It was pretty hard given just how naturally cute she was. Her bubbly face came more off as a kitten than a sexy seductress. Still, she tried her best, even pushing up her small breasts as much as she could.

Venti walked in a few minutes after like a boy who was in trouble. "You wanted to see me, ma'am?" He asked all innocently. Furina's body shaked at the question. Furina kept her stern face, but the moment Venti shut that door, she dove at him like a starving lioness.

"PLEASE! Please, master~! 💓" She leaned over her desk, breaking her attempted-sexy visage. "I've been so horny without you~! I need your fat dick inside of me~! 💕" Large tear bubble began forming in her eyes as she cried from a mix of joy and pain. The throbbing in her cervix was too strong to ignore.

"Whoa, whoa~" Venti said, smiling. "It hasn't been that long, has it~? ❤️"

"Yes it has!" Protested Furina. "You've only claimed me once! I've heard the others talk about how much you screw them in, but I'm left here all alone!" Now, she was full on crying. Her big tear drops rolled across the wooden desk. "I need your huge cock to tear my hole~! I got someone to sub in for me and everything so you can finally do me! Please, sir~!"

Her big, round puppy eyes were shining from the tears. The way her lips pouted so perfectly; how her cheeks were flushed the perfect shade of pastel pink. How could one say no to a girl like that? Venti jumped at Furina, grabbing her face and smashing lips together. Venti dominated Furina's mouth, striking his tongue against her lovely face and covering it with his saliva. Once inside her small mouth, Venti explored it like a new continent. Their tongues wrestled, swapping spit like crazy.

Pulling out for air, Furina's tear-ridden face finally had a smile on it. She was grinning like a kid on Christmas, because she basically was. Having Venti do her dirty was just the present she needed.

Venti leaped from the desk and slid over to Furina, knocking her and her chair over. The two continued their makeout, madly kissing. Furina trailed smooches across Venti's exposed body while the boy was helping her out of those darn clothes. Roughly pulling her top over those white and blue bangs, Venti revealed Furina's bra-less chest; proof that she was ready all along. Furina repaid the favour, unbuttoning that flannel Venti had on to show off that sexy body of his. The two really were made for each other. 

After sufficiently sucking each other's lips, the two separated for the second time. They lovingly watched each other's faces for a moment, lost in the romantics, before returning to their burning lust. Venti pulled down his shorts as Furina removed her jeans. The former's cock bounced out, ready to fuck, while the latter's bubble butt jiggled as she took off the tight-waistbanded jeans. Left in only her white thong, bought specifically for her lord, the amount of arousal she was experiencing was evident. Those swollen lips hugged the thin thong strip as droplets of arousal dripped from the fabric. The shape of the thong helped emphasize the roundness of Furina's ass; plump and pert just for Venti's amusement.

"Sir~ You're so hot~ 💗" Furina purred, trailing her fingers across his pecs. She gave the student another peck on the lips, making Venti grunt. Grabbing his cock between her small hands, Furina pumped the meat up and down. She couldn't even wrap her two hands around the member, so either she was that small or Venti was that large. She preferred the latter~

Her hands, slick with thick-as-paste pre-cum, were fit for jerking off Venti's big friend. Those soft hands elicited so many moans from Venti that he sounded like one of his own girls. Furina smirked, seeing her master tremble under her stroking. 

Paying too much attention to his thick dick, Furina didn't even realize that Venti had made his way to her pussy lips. The boy kissed her just above her entrance, right on her womb, before licking away at the soft inners of Furina. Her juices were delicious - almost like fresh spring water. His tongue lapped away at the hot folds, absolutely feasting on her delicates. Furina's mouth malfunctioned, spittle dribbling out like a leaky faucet. She felt the fire inside her burning hotter and hotter until it finally extinguished, with the help of her orgasm, of course. Furina came, drowning Venti's face with her arousal. 

Venti moved his face back above her womb. It was time to show her how much he really loved her. Suctioning the area above her pussy, Venti felt the immense godly powers rush forth, implanting themselves on her pussy. Furina screamed, feeling a rush of power as she was branded with Venti's mark. A heart-shaped ring was burned into Furina's skin, pulsing with pleasure and power. The mark bonded her with her lord, giving her a deeper connection to him. She could feel the pleasure that her own hands were bringing him. She felt those soft digits massaging that veiny rod. She came again, not even lasting a mere minute.

"AHHH~!" Furina screeched like she was dying. The mark fused itself with her womb, growing into a stylized version of its outline. It twisted and curled like wicked roots, tattooing her pussy skin. It beat with ripples of pleasure, each shockwave making Furina scream louder and louder. "WHAT IS THIS FEELING~! 💕"

"It's an apology," Venti's cock throbbed in her hand as he felt the connection to Furina strengthen. "For me not being there to satisfy your needs~ ❤️"

Apology accepted. Furina cried as she felt Venti's ball sack sink into her stomach, loading up with sperm. She intensified her jerking, basically demanding for Venti to cum. Those fat balls audibly filled with a thick, warm load, ready to be used as a new batch of hand cream. Furina was moaning wildly as she felt the reverberation of pleasure from her womb tattoo. That, coupled with Venti's oral sex, was making her go bonkers. She couldn't even remember her name; only that she was his.

Pre-cum was splashing all over the place, landing especially on Furina's body. With every drop, Furina's brain degraded more and more. And, with every pump of his cock, Venti could feel his own will degrading as well. He needed to release - release all over Furina's small body. To knock her across the room with the force of a fire hydrant.

 "CUM ALL OVER ME~! PAINT ME WHITE, SIR~! 💓" Just as Furina screamed, her office door swung wide open. While still screeching out in pleasure, Furina's neck snapped over to the intruder who was walking through right at that very moment. Venti, as surprised as the teacher was, turned too, shifting his hips over and spraying the doorway with what was supposed to be Furina's fresh semen. 

What an interesting introduction. Whoever walked in was immediately drenched in Venti's sticky white stuff. Covered in a thick layer as if they had just went through a car wash. Their face, their clothes, their entire body was whited out. Furina and Venti gasped in unison. 

"I'm so sorry!" Venti apologized, immediately getting off of Furina, his naked form and swinging cock walking towards the drenched person. Furina just laid there, shocked by what just happened. But, before any of them could utter another word, the mysterious figure brought a hand to their face a wiped off a huge glob of semen, revealing their cute face with a wink.

"Is that how you greet a cute celebrity now~?" She quipped, squishing the sticky cum between her fingers. It stretched like syrup in her hand. Venti and Furina stared at the creamed Yanfei, dumbfounded. The fiery woman put the drenched hand into her petite mouth, moaning at the taste. "Mmm~ It tastes divine~ Fufu, you really did find the perfect man~ 💗"

Yanfei pulled off her dirtied dress in one move, unveiling her sinful body. Under that once red dress was a delectable body. Thin waist and bountiful hips; just as advertised. Her flawless body was proof of her past days as an idol-in-training. Sure, those days may have been torturous and painful because of the vile industry, but she definitely had the looks down to a T.

"Care to explain what the FUCK is going on?" Furina shouted, uncharacteristically swearing. Maybe it was being near her old friend that brought out the more childish language from her. "And what about my class? They're going to find out!"

"The class? I dismissed them early!" She answered with a cute wink and sway of the hips. "The moment I heard your screams, I knew I had to~ You weren't very quiet, you know. You'd be lucky if no one else heard~" Yanfei strutted over to Venti, grabbing the boy by the shoulders. From up close, Venti could see the subtle differences between the two shorties. Yanfei was definitely taller and more confident, whereas Furina's ass was miles larger. Both sets of eyes shined, but in different ways. Where Yanfei's looked like fireworks or a shining star, Furina's shined like freshwater.

Furina blushed at the mention of her class, biting her lips in concern. If her class ever found out, she'd die of embarrassment!

"And for your first question, you left your phone on for too long~" She sang. "When you called me, you somehow forgot to hang up and I heard you masturbating to your little boyfriend. I heard everything. Especially about his massive monster." She winked again, rubbing Venti's shoulders. His cock began hardening as Yanfei shook her hips with glamour. "And, I'll tell you this, I want in~ Hopefully I'm cute enough for your little crew~" Yanfei closed the gap with a kiss, causing the semen on her face to splatter everywhere. Furina even got to catch a bit of the shrapnel in her mouth. Looks like she did get a gift after all.

The two smooched like highschoolers. Yanfei shot Furina a nasty wink, making her furiously get up. "You want to do that now? I'll give you a challenger, then!" 

Furina joined the kiss, turning it into a three-way. All three tongues mashed together - Furina's tongue especially lapping around the edges of Yanfei's mouth - trying to get as much leftover semen as she could. Meanwhile, Yanfei was enjoying the feeling of Venti's tongue for the first time. The taste, the texture, it all just made sense - like it belonged there, wrestling with her own tongue.

As the three separated, a long strand of saliva remained. "Say, master~" Yanfei said, licking her lips. "How many rounds left do you have in that thing? Fufu here said you could go on forever."

"Guess we'll see~ ❤️" 

Yanfei smiled. 'Strong boy. I like that~'

"I never took you as a pervert, Feifei~ Never knew you'd bend down to a fat, disgusting cock~" Furina purred. 

"You don't know a lot about me~ All those years of showbiz really taught me one thing: the world is full of perverts." Yanfei dropped down on her knees and took a long sniff against Venti's balls. "Mmm~ So moan good~ It was disgusting to see the way that young girls were used as objects. I hated it. Every time I do anything on set, I get leered at like I'm naked. I promised myself I'd find a strong, responsible gentleman, and I thought that would be impossible. But, when you called me about your new 'sir,' I knew he'd be the one~ So, please, master~ Claim me as one of your sluts~" 

Yanfei seamlessly took the rod down her throat as if she had practiced this a million times before. Effortlessly, the member slid in and out of Yanfei's throat. She didn't even gag once! Furina glared jealously as Yanfei took her master's member.

"You're just gonna have to learn to share, Fur~" Venti jokingly said.

Furina leaned down and gobbled up Venti's massive balls. The fat sack inflated her cheeks like a squirrel's. She lathered the smooth balls with her tongue, enjoying the delicious taste of sweat and musk lingering in her nostrils.

Yanfei regrettably pulled away from Venti's cock, eyes shimmering with excitement. "So, is it Fur or Fufu~?" Yanfei asked.

"Bwoth~" She groaned out, still feasting on Venti's pulsing cum factories. She felt the pulse in tandem with the throbbing of her womb and its tattoo. Speaking of tattoos... 

Venti cupped Yanfei's cheek and brought her to his lips. He trailed small pecks across her adorable face, much to Yanfei's delight. Those soft lips against soft skin was heavenly for both sides. Furina, still attached to Venti's ball sack, watched as Venti kissed the girl all over, knowing just what was about to happen. It was time to brand the lawyer.

Closing in on her left cheek, Venti licked the surface clean before planting a real meaty kiss. He sucked on the skin like it was Ganyu or Eula's milk-producing tit. His hands, free to roam, wandered over to her bare chest, massaging the areolae. Yanfei had never felt such immense pleasure without the need of insertion. She was no virgin, life in showbiz would do that to a lot of impressionable girls, but no man compared to the total pleasure she was feeling from this foreplay.

While Venti drank in her cheek, Yanfei felt a strong burst of energy originating from his mouth. Furina saw the bright glow coming from Venti's yap. It spread from the origin, covering Yanfei's cheek with the light. As he pulled away, the legal advisor sensed the strong mark settling into her skin - its power traveling through her body like a surge of energy.

Where her bare skin used to be, Venti had added a shining sparkle - just like the look she always had in her eyes. The firework mark glowed so bright that it briefly blinded Venti and Furina, causing them to flinch backwards. As the light faded, Yanfei gently rubbed it - the mark tickling her fingers. 

"I-I... I love it, master~! 💕" Yanfei praised, hopping back into Venti's arms and continuing the kiss. 

Many would believe that the sparkling firework was a fancy piece of makeup, some sort of fancy glowing tattoo; something to augment her cuteness. Only a few would know that it was a mark of submission, something that Yanfei found very hot. 

Furina's ball sucking soon brought Venti to the edge. She felt the balls shake with virile goop in her mouth. Furina released the sack with a thwoop, panting like crazy. It grumbled, needing to cum. As the two kissed, Furina would get her turn with the semen faucet.

Sliding her tongue against the length, Furina put her lips smack dab across the tip, waiting for the climax. Venti squeezed his hands all over Yanfei's body, sensitive to the impending spraying. The law professional yelped as Venti groped her small ass, moaning into his touch. As he came, the boy wailed into Yanfei's mouth. Both girls' bodies exploded with pleasure, all generating itself from their radiating marks. 

"AHH~! 💓" They screamed in unison, harmonizing as Venti released his load all across Furina's body. The professor was now wearing a matching outfit with her friend. They really were filled with similarities.

Venti's hose showered Furina for what felt like half a minute - the girl was absolutely drenched in vile semen, looking like she had been dunked into mayonnaise. She rubbed the sticky cum across her body, moulding it to her skin. "So moan much~"

Yanfei shifted over to greet her friend with a kiss. The two made out, swapping spit and cum. Their bodies melded together like a liquid, squirming in each other's embrace. Yanfei moved an eager hand down to Furina's mound and began rubbing it. The slick semen covering the girl made its way into her pleading pussy, causing her womb to throb in anticipation. Furina helped return the favour, attacking her ass and breasts with her two small hands. 

Venti watched as the two girls made out. His length was quickly brought back to full mast, ready for the third ejaculation of the day. The two girls continued their friendship ritual until they came - always simultaneously. Their orgasms rocked their bodies, leaving them doe eyed. Just as their high was wearing off, Venti came down to keep the pleasure train rolling.

Yanfei rolled onto the floor, front side up, as Venti quickly thrusted in. The girl's pussy, already a twitching mess, became even more spastic as Venti fucked her raw. "FUCK~ IT'S SO BIG~! 💕"

Yanfei couldn't feel anything but her pussy nerves jolting with delectation. Her whole body jerked like she was being electrocuted. Furina joined her boyfriend, kissing Yanfei up and down, specifically at her breasts. She sucked those cute, pink nipples of hers like she was a poor baby. With the amount of crying she did, Furina might as well be considered one.

It was one orgasm later before Venti pulled out of the sex-crazed Yanfei. Recovering from the intense fucking she had just recieved, Yanfei pouted at the lack of cock in her begging hole. Venti had moved on to her friend, much to her disappointment. He pushed Furina onto the ground, much like he did with Yanfei, and fucked her senseless. Furina was in a state of bliss. She had almost forgotten how powerful Venti's member truly was. Almost.

Filling her pussy, Venti's dick was the perfect tool for the job. Even if it didn't fully reach inside, Venti was still pleased by the tightness of Furina's hole. Definitely tighter than Yanfei's.

Seeing the pleasure in his eyes as he fucked Furina, Yanfei's competitive spirit went alight. "Come on, master~" She begged. "It's my turn again~"

Furina moaned. Seeing her friend this jealous was weirdly arousing. Alas, she earned this cock, so she wouldn't be giving it up so easily.

When Venti tried to pull out, falling for Yanfei's charms, Furina used all her strength to vice grip Venti's beast, keeping it inside her. Venti grunted in glee. Furina had just set the record for tightest hole in Tevyat.

"Moan Furina~! ❤️" He said, eyes rolling to the back of his head. "You're so tight~!"

"Anything for you, sir~! 💗"

Yanfei ran her hands up and down Venti's chest, trying to coax him out of Furina, but it was no use. The tightness of Furina's snatch was unbeatable and left Venti, for once, completely dazed. "Come on, Fufu! Just one turn!" She begged.

Furina huffed, conceding to her friends wishes. It was a bit difficult to hold her grip on the massive rod, so she figured Yanfei might as well get a turn anyways. Venti exited Furina and entered her friend in the span of a second, beating Yanfei's pussy into submission; not that it hadn't already submitted in the first place. Her vagina burned red at Venti's abuse, stinging with pain and delight. 

"How much longer do you think until she snaps~?" Furina whispered.

"I think her brain will go blank the moment I fill her up~ ❤️" Yanfei screamed at his remark. She begged to be filled up - to be used like a condom. 

"FILL ME UP, MASTER~! 💕" She wailed. "YOUR FAT LOAD WAS MADE FOR MY PUSSY~! LET ME INCUBATE YOUR SPERM; LET THEM GROW INTO GODS LIKE YOU~! FUCK CHILDREN INTO ME, VENTI~!"

"But Fur here wants it so badly too, don't you~? ❤️" He asked, grabbing Furina's fat ass by the handful, causing her to scream as well.

"YES~! I need your disgusted sperm inside of me already~! It's been too long~! I can't take another day without your virile baby batter forcing my womb into slavery~! GIVE ME YOUR KIDS~! MAKE ME YOUR BREEDING SOW~! 💓"

"So how do we solve this little predicament~?" He asked, rubbing his chin. "I know~!" 

Venti pushed into Yanfei with the strength of a truck, ripping her to shreds. The girl hollered as her body was being pushed to its absolute limit in an attempt to contain Venti's huge penis. It went straight past her womb's entrance and all the way into the back, drilling into the wall. Old cum slathered all across the womb, making it go crazy. Venti's balls thudded and thumped, ready to release a batch of village-impregnating semen into Yanfei.

"Careful what you two wish for~" The two women came, completely understanding what Venti was getting at. They would be fucked into pregnancy - filled with the future generation of gods. And they would love every second of it.

Venti came deep into Yanfei, filling her womb with his paste. She felt the fat sperm squirming around her cervix and pussy walls. The little swimmers wriggled inside her, feeling like millions of tentacles inside her snatch. They pierced her eggs as a strong heat bursted from her chest. Yanfei would be a mother. She screamed.

Furina felt her pussy crest glowing as a strong heat washed over her as well. The mark sent waves of pleasure down her entire body. Just as Venti finished with Yanfei, he forcefully grabbed Furina and shoved his swollen prick into her body, releasing the rest of that putrid semen inside her. That tattoo on her womb burned bright with desire as Furina recieved the same treatment as her friend did. Those sperm exploded all throughout Furina's reproductive system. They grabbed at her eggs for dear life, roughly pushing into them. Yanfei's cheek burst with light as her friend became pregnant with her godson or daughter. Whoever it was, she would care for them like they were her own, and she knew that Furina would do the same. Feifei and Fufu were back; stronger than ever.

"MY GOD~! 💕" Furina moaned out, feeling the gift of life being brought upon her small body. It was an exquisite feeling to be carrying your lover's child - especially when that lover was your god. Venti smiled, seeing the two ladies with full bellies of sperm brought a little tear to his eyes. He hoped they'd be up to the task. Actually, he knew the would be. Judging by Furina's dedication and Yanfei's persistence, he knew they'd be perfect mothers. 

"Master~" Yanfei said, biting her lip as she rubbed that pregnant tummy of hers. "I'll devote my entire life to you and your kin~ Anything you need, anything, I'll sacrifice for you and that monster of yours~ Anytime you need to empty that disgusting load of yours, I'll hop on the first plane here~! 💓" Venti saw a hint of sadness lick at Furina's eyes when Yanfei spoke about the plane, the implication being obvious. It was clear that she missed her friend.

"Actually, I've got an idea of a request~ ❤️"

Furina perked up.

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Ganyu was done for the day. Exhausting as it was, the work was good experience. Logging off her computer, she packed everything up in preparation to leave. Sara was out on a washroom break, so she'd need to close all the systems. Ganyu went around the room, shutting everything off. It was a bit old fashioned how they ran the place, but it was quaint.

As she finished wrapping things up, Ganyu thought it'd be a good idea to make her own break to the washroom. After all, the closest washroom from the office was perhaps 500m away, and Sara should be done by now. The office washrooms were pretty good too. Not as dirty as the public ones.

But, when she reached the washroom, she couldn't help but blush in shock. Coming from the thin door was the familiar sound of pleasurable moaning. Ganyu pressed an ear against the door and listened. She heard the wet sounds of masturbation as someone was rubbing their soaking pussy. She also heard cries and pleads - prayers for cock.

Recovering from the initial shock, she recognized the voice - Kujou Sara. The woman was masturbating in the washrooms; and Ganyu knew why.

"Mmm~ She smells so good~ That smell's going to be the end of me~ Mmph~!" Sara moaned out through sniffs and pants. Ganyu realized that Sara was sniffing something - something she had given her. The little cloth gift was coated in master's scent. His semen, his pre, his sweat. It was all there. And Sara was eating it up.

Ganyu left the office, figuring it best to leave Sara to her own affairs. After all, the assistant was almost ready for him. She just needed a bit more assistance to push her over the edge~

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Yae Miko, up bright and early, frustratingly read her directory for the day. She crumpled up the page, angrily throwing it into the trash. Her friend was going too far with these changes. At first, she had just assumed that Ei was going through a faze, but she had finally had enough. Refusing an employee’s wish for time off was one thing, but this? This was too far. She was finally going to confront Ei and her crazy stupor. 

Although the Raidens basically raised Miko, creating her unending gratitude towards their family, she had to fight for what was right. Even if it meant breaking her pattern of sticking with Ei through thick and thin. For once, Ei would be hearing defiance from Miko. 

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"I-I'm sorry for the unforeseen notice and all, but I really do think I need the day off... week off, even." Kujou Sara communicated to her superior. Recently, she's been undergoing very strange symptoms: weak knees, constantly overheating, sputtering speech, lack of focus - all things affecting her work performance. Sara cared for her job - she really did! Being the Raiden Shogun's personal assistance was a treat. It had great benefits. She had flexible work hours, a great plan, and an incredibly sexy boss. Sara found Ei drop dead gorgeous. Who didn't? The woman oozed uncontained sexual energy, and Sara found that hot . 

But, all that was going down the drain now that she had contracted... whatever this was. She knew that Ei could tell her work was suffering, but she never mentioned any issues to Sara. Instead, Sara could see it through those disappointed looks she always peeped from her purple eyes. Those glances always brought pain to her heart. So, Sara decided to take matters into her own hands. She'd finally beat this... this sickness! All she needed was some rest and relaxation, right?

"You're not getting a day off. Especially during these times." Ei concisely responded. Seeing the slight pang of pain written on Sara's face, Ei followed he curt answer with "Sorry, Ms. Kujou. Your work is fine. Just keep it up."

With a skeptical frown, Sara left Ei's office. Surely she was just saying that to keep her spirits high. As Sara entered her own office, she felt the familiar warmth within her stomach begin to bellow. The humid office air and the familiarly strong smell of Ganyu's perfume once again entered her nose and took over her mind. Ever since that initial debut, Sara felt that Ganyu's perfume usage has gotten more and more excessive, though she hasn't had the heart to complain. After all, it wasn't even that bad. Sure, the initial hit was putrid, but it always developed into the nicest fragrance she's ever had the pleasure of smelling. The scent smoothed over her frustrations and put her in a state of calm, allowing her to concentrate on that insatiable itch between her thighs. She's tried everything to relieve the itch - from medication to... ahem , masturbation. Nothing worked.

When Sara made it through the doorframe, Ganyu, her own personal assistant, looked up from her book-buried desk, greeting the woman with a kind smile. She returned the gesture with a strained smile of her own, taking a place at her desk before resuming the piling workload. "Coffee's on the table, Miss." Ganyu said. The assistant's assistant dressed in a tight-fitting pink blouse that strained itself at the breasts. It blended beautifully with her light purple eyes, both showing off elegant yet erotic body. Her large knockers were desperately pushing out, but those poor buttons held the fabric in place. For Barbatos' sake, the top buttons already gave way, showing off her ample cleavage and even hints of the lacy bra underneath. The blouse hugged her hips and waist, flawlessly transitioning to her bottom. Below, she had a simple black office skirt; one that curved along her butt and was just short enough to get a great glimpse at her long, thick, uncovered legs. Sara found herself blushing at Ganyu's alluring outfit. Although it didn't show the most skin, it was undeniably designed to draw eyes. Her eyes.

She'd be ashamed to admit it because of her age and status, but Ganyu was hot. Hotter than most women she knew. The worst part? Aside from Ei, Ganyu was probably the subject of most of her fantasies. It was inappropriate. It was downright deplorable. But, the thought of them together turned Sara on.

' Simple work. Just answer some emails. Just gotta get into the swing of things ...' She thought. Ms. Kujou herself was wearing some simple office attire. A black suit with a baggy shirt underneath alongside a black skirt and leggings. Her black hair was done up with her signature ornament - an accessory shaped like the beak of a bird. Opening the university's inbox, Sara started with answering some overnight messages. As she stared blankly at the words on the screen, Sara could not, for the life of her, produce a single word. She typed and typed across her keyboard, but everything she wrote just ended up turning into gibberish. Frustrated, she slammed a fist into her desk, knocking over the fresh mug of coffee that Ganyu had just made for her. The brown liquid spilled all over the table and floor. Sara rushed for a towel, but like a psychic, Ganyu was already there - cleaning supplies in hand. "I-I'm so s-sorry! No, no. Let me, please. It's my fault..." She sputtered, nudging the girl away.

"Here. Let me, Miss." Ganyu bent over and started mopping up the coffee, ignoring Sara's insistence. Ganyu really was just too kind. The girl shook back and forth as she cleaned the spill, giving Sara a long look at her plump rear. It alluringly swayed back and forth as Ganyu wiped up the mess. It was tantalizing, to say the least. That round butt, swinging right in Sara's face. That small ember of heat inside of Sara became a roaring flame. She had to relieve herself. "Don't worry, Miss. I'll get you another cup. Though, I might need more towels. Mine are getting too soaked." Ganyu sighed, turning her head just as Sara had left the office, headed straight for the washrooms. Her pout of inconvenience became a smirk of glee. She knew exactly what Sara was doing in there and she could not approve more.

The stall doors flew open as dignified Kujou Sara rushed to the toilet. Sitting down against her fat ass, Sara tugged down her skirt and rashly began fingering herself through the thin legging fabric. At this point, her rough fingering was about to tear hole in those expensive stockings! But, Sara didn't care. All she could think about was the awful throbbing of her pussy as she rubbed her fingers across the camel toe. Her juices, gushing out like crazy, flowed all over the toilet seat. She didn't care that it was unsanitary. She didn't care that she looked like a whore. There were only three thoughts on her mind. One, Ganyu's fat, waving ass swinging around in her face. Two, those deliciously vile smells emanating from her at all times. Three, Raiden Shogun's beautiful face.

Her brain pounded against her head. Those thoughts sent shivers down her spine - imagining their sexy bodies in front of her. These fantasies of Ei always existed, but Ganyu was a new and guilty addition. Sara felt bad about her thoughts regarding her assistant, but now, in her lust-fueled fervour, she didn't care. She wanted to run her hands across her bluette head and fondle those fat breasts while Ei sat on her head and crushed her between those huge thighs. She wanted to caress those purple-coloured locks and long braid of Ei's while Ganyu moved her soft hands across her sensitive skin.

Guilt panged inside of her, but the horniness washed over her, nullifying any morality left. Her thoughts drifted to her own hand and how unsatisfied she was always left. How her hand was never enough. She needed something bigger; longer; thicker . Sara owned dildos and other toys, but she'd never bring them to the workplace. Even then, they weren't enough to satisfy her lust. Sara moved her other hand across her coat-covered body, reaching for the pockets. She had this suit custom made to have extra pockets (darn those women's clothes). Fumbling for the handkerchief that Ganyu had gifted her a few days prior, she took a long snort of it, moaning at the battering of her nose as that perfume assaulted her nostrils.

The smell invoked memories of her adoptive brothers on hot summer days, just like this one. How they smelled absolutely disgusting, just like Ganyu's perfume. Actually... the smells were quire similar. They both smelled salty and musky, but unlike her brothers' stink, Ganyu's perfume had a distinctive sweet odour. Distinctively addictive. ' Must be the smell of that weird whale stuff they use for perfumes these days. ' She always reasoned.

The memory of her brothers made her horny mind drift to thoughts of male on female intercourse. Despite the fact that Sara much preferred women, she was not appalled by men. She wasn't even a virgin. But, she never felt particularly attracted to men, finding them too brutish and direct. However, whenever she fingered herself whilst smelling Ganyu's cloth, she always thought about the largest and most disgusting cock she could think of. How that thing could penetrate her better than any toy or finger could ever. How it would mould her pussy walls into its shape and claim her. How it would smother her with its vile stink - marking her for life. "FUCK~!" Sara screamed, cumming.

"Ms. Kujou?" Sara heard her assistant from outside the washrooms - something that only fueled her lustful trance. "Are you okay in there? You ran off in such a hurry..." She could hear her getting closer and closer, but, for whatever reason, she couldn't stop masturbating. The thought of Ganyu finding her embarrassed her greatly, but clearly not greatly enough. If anything, the idea of Ganyu finding her in such a slutty way turned her on even more! Oh, how deprived she was.

"I-It's n-n-nothing, G-Ganyu!" She unconvincingly stuttered, never relenting her fingering. Although she could barely hear due to the sensory overload from her hands, Sara identified the fading footsteps of Ganyu, indicating that she left. For about a minute, Sara continued until she brought herself to a second orgasm, crying with a mix of defeat and bliss. 

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"I've printed a few papers. Can you pick them up after your lunch break?" Sara asked. Ganyu gave her a thumbs up, not looking up from her book: 'History of Hillichurls: The Truths and the Myths,' occasionally penning down a few notes on her paper notepad. Although she was working as an assistant, Ganyu still had studies to attend, meaning she had to juggle both school and work, a feat that impressed Sara. The ruffled woman pulled herself up from her desk and stretched, getting a decent amount of work done in the end. Off to go eat lunch, she couldn't help but notice Ganyu typing something as she left. Sure, she was supposed to type, that was the nature of the job, but wasn't she just studying? Weren't all her notes on paper? ' You're on edge for no reason, Sara. Go eat. ' She told herself, clicking her mouth at her own stupidity. ' You're sounding like Ms. Raiden... '

Lunch was uneventful. Just your typical sandwich and side salad. Yae Miko briefly walked in to have a bite, but left just as quick. No Raiden Ei, no Ganyu. Odd. Throughout her meal, Sara couldn't stop feeling the heat between her thighs flare up and down. Sure, her masturbation session earlier helped briefly relieve the pain, but it definitely didn't extinguish it. It never did...

Finishing up her food, Sara headed back to her office. Weirdly enough, there were no papers on her desk like she had expected. Ganyu was always on top of things; finishing the job as soon as she was assigned and never forgetting her responsibilities. Sure, it wasn't out of the ordinary for an employee to slip up, but this was Ganyu. She was a living computer. ' Maybe I'm thinking too hard again... Don't want to end up like Ms. Raiden... '

Taking a deep breath in, that now iconic smell flooded into her system, relaxing her body. Her tight muscles loosened as she turned to her computer, ready for a long afternoon of work. From minutes to hours, Ganyu never showed up. Lunch had long ended, but the girl was never seen. Sara was tempted to call about it, but she knew that if Ganyu was missing, there was probably a good reason for it. Maybe she was caught up in something unskippable? Sara trusted the girl's judgement. ' Might as well get these myself. '

The printer was kept in a small storage closet at the back of the office. Ei and Miko had their own high-end printers, leaving Sara to be stuck with the leftover one from when the school first opened. Ei wasn't even the dean at that point! Anyways, heading for the closet, Sara continued sniffing at the air, appreciating the faint smell. Actually, the smell was getting less and less faint. As Sara got closer to the room, she smelled even more of it! And it stunk better than ever! Floating towards the door like a cartoon character being whisked away by a pie, Sara walked reached the closet all dazed. She took a deep breath in, moaning at the strong, fresh odour assaulting her brain. The musk gassed her - leaving her gushing. That agitating heat flared up once more, engulfing her like a sweeping summer wind. She squeezed those thighs together, attempting to suppress her urges so that she could actually do her job.

Sara stumbled onto the door, all light-headed from the intense aroma that caused her head to whirr. It was like she was suddenly injected with tranquilizers or something, because Sara felt like she was about to enter a deep sleep. Her heavy- lidded eyes felt heavier than ever. Head against the wooden door, she panted, feeling the heat pulsate through her body. Her pussy throbbed with a need greater than any need she felt before. This wasn't helped by the fact that she heard the most erotic moaning coming from inside the closet. Drunk off of the smell, she noticed the obvious sounds much later than she would've liked to admit. The moans and whines of pleasure struck her body like Cupid's arrow - putting her deeper in her trance. 

"Fuck me harder~ Nnngh~! Master~! 💗" A voice cried from the other side of the door. It sounded familiar, but Sara couldn't place her finger on exactly who . Sara sent a wild hand down her skirt and leggings, beginning her second masturbation session of the day. There was clearly another voice at play; even Sara could tell through the wall of musk walling her brain. Masculine grunts and groans danced across Sara's ears enticingly. "We need to be quick, master~ I have to hnngh get back to moan work~! 💓"

It just struck her. Ganyu . She was the one on the other side of that wall; being bred like an animal. Sara moaned out loud as she sent another finger into her vagina - the pleasure excruciating. She pictured the scene - Ganyu's sweet body being molested and abused while she watched. Her tits would bounce like beach balls and her ass would jiggle like jelly - Sara could see it then and there. With her excitement overflowing and the inability to properly reflect on her actions, Sara kicked open the closet. The sight in front of her was knee-shattering. Her body collapsed to the ground as she watched just what was going on.

To be frank, she didn't know what to expect. She knew Ganyu would be there, sure, but her mind wasn't capable of thinking beyond that. She knew the girl was screaming out in glee - that there was potentially a man in there fucking her raw - but nothing else sprang to mind. However, what she saw in that small closet was something beyond thought.

Sara saw Ganyu, pushed against a shelf, being slammed into by a short boy with brilliantly coloured hair and twinkling eyes. A boy who was thin and frail yet he was lifting her like she was paper. Ganyu, dopey eyed and all, had her vagina walls pushed to their limits by the huge monster between the short boy's legs. Sandwiched there was a beast of a cock and what looked like a purse holding his fat balls. They shook as he pounded the goat-horned girl, slamming twin red marks into her plump ass cheeks. His fair skin looked like it belonged to a skincare model, but his cheeky smile never betrayed his boyishness. Sara felt herself immediately flush at his cuteness, a pang of guilt hitting her once again for even feeling this way.

Ganyu's face held the look of a woman in immense heat. She was panting like mad, tongue lolling out as she begged for the boy to push deeper into her. "IT'S SO BIG~!" Her skin was glistening with sweat as she was being demolished by the boy's cock. Sara, kneeling on the floor, was drooling as she watched her beautiful assistant be turned into nothing more than a screaming whore. Her blue locks elegantly floated in the air while her tits squashed across the shelf. Her flailing arms knocked over pages from the shelf as her strong thighs pressed themselves against the boy's hips, locking them together.

Sara could barely see - her eyes clouded with lust. But, she did notice a strong, teal glow was coming from Ganyu's collarbone. Right above her bust, a mark was burned right into her skin, glowing with the brightness of the sun. It was in the shape of a heart with several coiling tendrils coming out of it and curling around her sexy curves. It shined its light across the room, covering the two in a majestic brilliance. 

The boy groped her breasts, causing white milk to fly everywhere. Some landed across Sara's face and she licked it. She moaned as the aroma struck her taste buds. The sweet, almost nutty flavour was absolutely intoxicating. 

“Wh-who… Wh-what…? H-how..?” Sara stuttered out, unable to fully grasp the situation. The smacking sounds of Ganyu’s ass against the boy’s pelvis were overwhelming and neither turned to answer, leading Sara to think they hadn’t heard her. But, they definitely did.

“Ms. Kujou~!” Ganyu moaned out. “So glad you could moan j-join us~! This is Venti, my master ~ We’re having a little relaxation session, if you don’t mind, of course. I assumed you wouldn’t because of the way you leer at my body, though~”

“I can feel it building up~ It’s going to be a big one~ ❤️” The boy, now named Venti, said in a sing-song voice that made Sara shiver. 

“Dump it in my~ Fill me up with your GODLY cream~! 💓” Sara saw Venti’s balls shake and shudder as they began the act of releasing. Ganyu was moaning wildly, her glowing mark glowing even brighter than before and blinding Sara. As Venti dropped his load into Ganyu, the two girls came, synchronizing their cries. His cream flooded Ganyu’s womb, filling it up like a water balloon. Her entire insides were coated in the white spunk - some leaking out and onto the floor, blanching it. The smell was horrible, but Sara could not stop inhaling its fumes. She was addicted to the sights, the sounds, and the smells of sex with Venti.

As Venti pulled out of Ganyu, excess semen sputtered everywhere; some even landing on Sara’s expensive clothes and pale skin. The flaccid member flopped, nearly hitting the floor. It waved hypnotically in front of Sara’s eyes. Ganyu walked over to Sara, emphasizing the sway of her hips in the process, her collarbone always glowing on the way. She rubbed Sara’s tense shoulder blades with her light hands, massaging the stress away. “Do not worry, Ms. Kujou~ You are in good hands now. I’ve seen how much… trouble you have been having recently, and I just needed to help~ Master will help you find happiness~ I promise~” 

Her delicate hands moved across her clothed body, pulling off her overshirt in one swoop and revealing her baggy undershirt. Erect nipples tented underneath the clothes, showing her arousal. Ganyu’s fingers trailed down her back and towards her armpits, slightly tickling them. Grabbing the undersides of her arms, she pulled Sara up, bringing her to her full height. Sara was not a tall woman by any means, but she was a tower compared to Venti. She was only slightly taller than Ganyu, with the bluette being a head taller than the bard already. 

Once up, Ganyu helped remove her other clothes, all with fresh cum still dripping from her slit. A ray of sunshine came through the small window inside the closet, showering the trio in a golden glow. Ganyu’s hands made their way to her ass, giving it a quick squeeze before pulling the skirt and leggings down. Her long legs were beautiful in the light, giving Venti’s erection a twitch as they were revealed. The boy rushed to Sara, embracing her in his small arms like a little boy embracing his big sister. His hands found themselves crawling up the underside of her shirt, molesting her bra-covered breasts. His fingers traced circles around her areolas. Ganyu completed the depraved family by hugging Venti, pushing her large breasts against his back. Her rock-hard nipples were making dimples against his skin. “Big sis is so aroused for you, master~” Ganyu said, lust oozing from her voice.

“She sure is. But, I wouldn’t want to do anything she wasn’t okay with. I want you to say what you want first, big sister~ ❤️” Venti said in his most innocent voice. It would’ve fooled anyone except for the undeniable cheekiness shining through his irises.

Sara was shaking in place as Venti’s hands continued to roam across her tits. She was biting her lips in an attempt to hide her screams, but it was all for naught. It was time to let loose. 

“I WANT YOU~!” She screamed out. “FUCK ME LIKE YOU DID WITH GANYU~! 💗” Venti smiled at her demand. He pulled down her panties, revealing her deliciously wet mound for all to see. Meanwhile, Ganyu worked on her shirt, swooping it over her head and swiftly undoing her bra with ease. Her medium tits bounced out as Sara moaned - skin feeling the warmth of the air. She was a bit embarrassed that her breasts weren’t as large as Ganyu’s, but as long as she could watch them swing, she’d be fine. In fact, Ganyu offered her milky globes to Sara; an offer which she accepted immediately. Sara fondled her boobs, causing those pink nipples to spit out more coconut milk. 

Ganyu moaned into Sara’s touch, her free hands being used to stroke her little brother’s big friend up to full mast. “Have you ever seen someone as hung as our little bro~? 💕” She asked, purring into Sara’s ear. Venti’s hands found their own toy - Ganyu’s nice hair. Swirling his fingers around her bangs, he enjoyed the soft feeling of her hair.

“No~” She answered, still squishing her hands against Ganyu’s tits. “Not even a toy can match his length~ 💗”

“Nothing can~ He’s simply celestial ~!” By now, Venti was once again at full power. He rubbed the member across Sara’s slightly flabby chest, washing it with a mix of his and Ganyu’s cum. His rubbing soon led him to Sara’s folds, which allowed him to tease the woman into a moaning mess. Soon, his dick’s primal flailing had caused it to enter Sara. She hollered as his prick penetrated her clit. The fat rod forced itself in, Sara being all the more happy the deeper it went. It punched her cervix and hit the entrance to her womb - the latter being too small to contain the mighty beast.

“IT’S SO DEEP~!” Another scream from the broken woman bounced around the small closet. Venti grabbed her wrists as leverage, pushing her against the dinky printer and going deeper into her moist hole. Ganyu contributed to Sara’s breaking by groping every inch of her revealed body. No part of her skin was safe from her attack. She grabbed and pulled at her breasts and hair, making sure that she’d be left aching for more.

Sara’s legs hugged Venti for dear life as his cock entered her womb. Those long, luscious legs brought Venti closer and closer, causing his member to go upright, unable to fully enter her body. Venti had accepted the fact that no one could fully embrace his greatness. After all, it only made seeing his followers try even more arousing. He grunted as the tight confines of Sara’s pussy squeezed against the pulsating dick, especially its sensitive head.

“Isn’t our little brother great~! 💕” Ganyu purred into her boss’ ear. “He can do anything ~! He’ll claim you, Miss, followed by Ms. Yae, and finally… Ms. Raiden ~” Sara came at the mention of her superior. Ei, fucked and bred, that was truly a thought. The idea of her stern expression being broken into that of a common whore - into her current one. She threw her head back as another moan bellowed out. The bluette slapped her ass, running a finger across her asshole as she kept whispering sweet thoughts into her ear. “Our little bro is going to reshape your pussy~ He’s going to make you his loyal follower, which means servicing that massive monster in his pants whenever he needs release~ You’re doing great so far, Miss~ I can tell that our little brother likes you~”

Grabbing her left arm, Venti trailed kisses all throughout the length. Ganyu followed suit, tonguing her right arm like it was a popsicle. Soon, Venti stopped at a spot on her upper arm, vacuuming the area with his moist mouth. Ganyu could feel a pulse of pleasure coming out of her mark, indicating that he was ready to claim another. The curling tendrils shot out rays of teal light that covered the room. The bluette dropped to her knees, facing the bard with religious loyalty. She moaned as hot pleasure pulsed from the mark and basked in the knowledge that others marked by her master were feeling this joy as well. 

Sucking on her arm, Venti imprinted a white circle to the skin. Sara screamed as it was happening, not in pain, but in devotion. Milk sprayed out as Ganyu fondled her tits, cumming as well at the intense feelings. Finally, the ring settled into the shape of a tornado - swirls of blue and white light radiating from the spot. Sara felt connected to her master and others he had claimed. She felt their collective moans of happiness as she joined the collective. When you were a part of Venti’s harem, you got all the benefits.

Faithfully, Ganyu watched her little brother fuck Sara from her knees. She could see his balls churning with cum - ready to deliver their gift. She thought about his many names: Venti, little bro, master, lord, god . He truly was a god. Ganyu never really believed in them until he showed her the way. Ganyu played with her horns, reflecting on her past with Venti. She always viewed him as the little brother that needed protection, but here he was; fucking Sara like an animal.  Now look at her; one of the most devoted members of his following. So devoted that she took a job just to spread his message. Well, it wasn’t like she didn’t want the experience, nor did she particularly hate working under Sara’s tutelage. In fact, she was glad to have worked with her.

Alas, Barbatos was her life, and she’d be overjoyed to watch him grow in strength. See him fuck and abuse the many women to come. Maybe she should introduce him to her extended family? Maybe Barbatos would be the answer to Shenhe’s dissatisfaction with life?

Hearing the faint gurgling of his balls, the horned-girl anticipated Venti’s semen explosion. Sara was still moaning wildly, oblivious to the bombastic climax about to hit her. “I’m moan close, Ms. Kujou~ ❤️” He said to no answer.”

Venti blasted semen down Sara’s cervix, completely filling her hole with his cream. The boy-milk shot down her walls and began erupting out of her mound, spraying the already dirty room with more grime. Sara felt the thick slime roll down her long legs. Large chunks of semen smashed themselves against the back of her vagina, likely bruising the area with their heavy impact. Sara would moan whenever one particularly large cube entered her hole, eventually cumming from too much joy. She screamed louder than ever before, probably damaging her vocal chords. Maybe Venti would let her suck on his cock as a way to heal?

Ganyu, already at the base of Venti’s cock in anticipation for the flooding, happily lapped up the escaping spunk, moaning at the taste of his sperm. Semen ran down her neck and across her large breasts, collecting itself at her thighs. She backed off, blushing at the mural of Venti and Sara. Sara’s legs were bending wide open, with one leg looping against his shoulder, to fit as much cock and cum as they could. All the while, both their marks glittered in the closet. A small golden ray of sunshine shined through the window, bathing the trio in its light. It was a beautiful scene of debauchery. 

Ganyu moaned, cumming thanks to her view. He truly was her god and she’d help him rise to the very top. Sara was but a stepping stone in the greater journey towards ascension. 

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Miko and Ei were longtime friends. It was hard to even remember a time before Miko had met Ei. Her parents, working class citizens through and through, worked in shipment. They would load cargo and whatnot on and off, packing the stuff for delivery. That meant that the Yaes never really had any spending money, so they always lived a simple life. Miko would go to elementary school, go to the library afterwards, come home, and make dinner for her parents when they eventually came home late at night. 

They met the Raidens when they were hired as personal movers. The Raidens were business people and wanted to ship their products to more countries. But, to do so, they wanted employees they could trust. So, when the Yaes were recommended to them by the shipment company, their relationship became sealed in stone.

However, as Miko's parents went on more and more business trips - travelling countries and continents to finalize their shipments - the family became strained, leaving Miko stuck in the middle of this all. One thing led to another, and their parents eventually separated. Thankfully for her, the Raidens always treated Miko like a third daughter. She would visit whenever she was lonely and spend most of her time playing at the Raidens with Makoto and Ei, two people whom she considered her own siblings. Though, Miko still attended public school while the Raidens had their children at private ones, so they didn't spend that much time with one another during the day

Miko’s dream job was to be a librarian - a quaint job, but her dream job for sure. It was, aside from the Raidens household, at the library where she had the most fun as a child. But, when Ei proposed the idea of becoming a teacher, she wanted to join her. Makoto had warned her to follow her own passion, but Miko was too blinded by Ei to care. After all, Makoto went into politics, something Miko could never survive in. Being a teacher was at least similar to a librarian, right?

After many happy years together, the two eventually became school supervisors. And, soon enough, they were invited to work for Tevyat University, a prestigious school in the heart of the region. Sure, she never wanted to be an assistant dean in particular, but it was a fine life.

Maybe that’s where this sudden rage stemmed from; built up envy and suppressed anger. Coupled with Ei’s recent insanity and it was getting a bit too much for Miko to handle. What started off as a seemingly simple prank was becoming Ei’s reasoning for a complete dictatorship and she would not stand for it. Bursting into Ei’s office, Miko slammed her hands onto the table. Ei was sitting there, typing something as usual. She didn’t care if she’d interrupt or bother her, she just needed to speak her mind.

“Ei, this is too far. You’re seriously telling me that staff will need to be monitored too? You think one of your own employees would do this?! And your request for security cameras in private locations is absurd! So is the request for cell monitoring! This is jumping the shark, Ei, and I can’t stand it! You denying Sara the day off yesterday was already terrible of you, but these propositions will END your career, especially if anyone else hears about them!”

Ei, unblinking, spoke with her naturally soft yet stern voice. “Speaking of Sara, where is she today?”

Miko blinked in surprise. ‘ Was she completely ignoring what I just said ?’ 

“I gave her the day off because you wouldn’t! You should have heard her voice today. It was completely cracked as if she spent the whole day screaming or something!”

“Well, you should have told me first. I would have liked for Ms. Kujou to stay for today. There is a lot of work to be done, after all.” She said, menacingly squinting her eyes at Yae Miko. “And I assume Ganyu has the day off too?” 

Miko was astounded. How could Ei be this rude to her best friend? What was wrong with her? Done with her bullshit, she turned around, ready to stomp out. “If you go with these changes, I don’t know if I can be friends with you. It’ll be career suicide. I can’t stick with you after that.” She said, making her way out of the door. Before she left the office, she gave Ei one last message. “And Sara told me to tell you that she didn’t refill your printer’s ink, so you’ll have to use hers.”

Ei, unfazed, returned to her computer as Miko slammed the door shut. Was she crazy? ‘ No… Right? This is all for a good reason: catching that stupid prankster. After this is done with, my reputation will be fine. My job will be fine. My friendship… it will be fine .’

Realizing that she had to print something, Ei sent it to Sara’s closet printer. She walked across the offices with her typical pride, striking fear and awe into everyone she passed. Yet, underneath her confident demeanour, Ei was shaken on the inside. ‘ Maybe Miko was right… Is this too far ?’

Opening the door to Sara and Ganyu’s office, Ei’s nose twitched. A sudden, recognizable smell had entered her nostril, making it flare with excitement. ‘ No… ’

She threw the door open and was engulfed by the thick musk. It danced around her, making her hot and weak. She felt like her knees were going to give way. Her eyes clouded over and mouth began to drool. As she stumbled across the room and towards the closet, there was a constant ringing in her ears. Her head thumped alongside her rapidly beating heart, ready to burst. She gulped as she reached the closet door, successfully identifying that the smell was getting stronger as she got closer. She didn’t want to advance, but, no. She really did want it. She NEEDED it. It was too long since she last had a whiff of that jar, resisting the urge to touch it since the last time, yet unable to discard it. 

Steeling herself, Ei opened the closet door, eyes wide as she saw what had become of it. White sludge piled across the floor, stinking up the entire room. Papers and books were flung everywhere, with some stuck inside pools of the sticky substance. Her printed pages, on the ground from the lack of a page stopper, were among those items stuck inside the goop. She carefully walked forward, her heels getting sludge all over them, and picked up the papers. A long inhale of the papers, followed by intense panting, left Ei shellshocked. She examined the gunk stuck to the sheets, collecting a bit in between her fingers. Just at the touch, she moaned, a wet spot quickly soiling her panties.

Ei briefly recalled what Lisa had said about the substance. ‘ I'd even say it has some serious benefits~ Especially for a woman of your caliber~ ’ She always wondered what benefits Lisa was talking about specifically, especially how one would harness said benefits. She had theories, one of the ways being the obvious: as ointment. Ei was always too afraid to do it before, but in the heat of the moment, she just had to try it. She rubbed the gooey cream across her flawless skin, moaning as it wrapped around her skin with a squelch . It was disgusting and even stung a bit, but Ei loved it. It felt rejuvenating. She came as she rubbed that little bit of cream deeper into her pores.

Today would be a long day for Raiden Ei. She had a lot of work to get through, and even more cream to either use or bottle up for later~

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Fischl, sitting down by Faruzan's desk, twiddled her thumbs. Oddly enough, her recent submission seems to have gone poorly with the professor of language. Her blonde hair was disheveled and black bags formed beneath those green eyes who dulled from tiredness, unable to sleep due to some... strangely erotic premonitions. Faruzan looked down at the shaking girl, thinning her lips. She knew about Fischl's reputation as the 'resident crazy,' but this one something different.  "I bet you know why you're here, don't you?" She asked, flipping her teal hair.

Fischl mumbled something incoherent, her thumbs mashing together. She's always had these visions, it was her natural gift. She could see glimpses into the future. Simple stuff like predicting the rain or getting some lucky guesses at raffles. But these dreams were different. A god, one of freeing wind, bringing in an unstoppable heat. A heat that must be stopped via appease, via sex. Fantasies of a god claiming her and everyone she knew in an unstoppable conquest of depravity, all brought along by an ambitious nun. 

Ever since before the heatwave had struck their world, Fischl was always ranting on and on about how people should be ready for it. And lo and behold, here it was in full bloom. A heatwave so strong it somehow disabled all air conditioning around the university.

But, the dreams never ended at the weather forecast. Fischl would have reoccurring nightmares about a man dressed in green. A man who needed to be appeased for this strange weather to cease. 

'She was in a church dimly lit by the flickering of a candle. She saw women, women she knew, praising their lord, their god. She was there, knocking her knees together in a wedding dress, watching as women partook in debauchery on the altar. She saw herself walking up to the altar and kneeling in front of her lord. She caressed his thin legs, his fair skin, his fat, chunky balls. She rolled her tongue across his huge rod while the others licked at his sweaty skin...' Snapping back to reality, Fischl slammed her fidgeting hands on the table, briefly startling Faruzan.

It wasn't her fault! That man was all she could think of. He invaded her dreams, thoughts, everything! Fischl could not go one day without picture the man, be it sexually or not (though it was usually perverse). 

"Not only was it highly inappropriate, it was completely incoherent, esoteric even. Honestly, it was a bit disturbing to read. I had to bite back my tongue while looking at it." Out Fischl went, a notice of failure in her hands. Faruzan, generous as she was, gave Fischl one last chance to redo her work, and she would not squander this opportunity. Her final words were still ringing in her head: "You have three days to give me a real paper. Something about something real, right? Preferably, it won't make me hurl, too." 

'He is real. I'll prove it. Then you'll know I'm serious.'

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"And so He, in all his glory, brought peace and prosperity to those suffering. The girls, under his command and enslaved by his beast, blossomed into women of Him." Fischl crumpled up her page and threw it into the trash. The pages were piling and piling inside the bin. With every passing hour, Fischl grew more deranged. What started as an attempt to write a simple fantasy story had become a midnight fanfiction writing fair where every word she put down ended up becoming a part of her carefully crafted web of depravity. She'd get flashes, visions, of Him, her god. She'd see Him egging her on to write his stories - to tell Faruzan and the others the truth.

Green eyes, insanity clearly growing within them, hastily surfed across her fresh sheet of paper. It wasn't that these stories would be too erotic for submission, no. Fischl had already accepted her fate as His voice. Instead, her words were never able to properly fit her visions. If she were to write about the man in her dreams, she'd need to do Him justice.

So, it was at 1 AM, two days before the deadline, that Fischl decided to take a stroll down the dark campus streets in only her gothic nightgown. Eyes shut and palms stuck together, a prayer snuck itself out of Fischl's thin lips. 

"Lord, I have heard thine calling. I do not know if you will receive my prayers, but I have received yours. Thy calling, if it is true, is my priority, and I will follow thou. My mind cannot comprehend but your command. Please, allow me to assist you." She mumbled, not paying attention to the path ahead. A loose root was the cause of her fall and Fischl tumbled down, rolling around on the dusty pavement in her light night clothes. A cloud of dust covered Fischl as she rolled around, though still unfazed. All her concentration was focused into that one prayer. With this man constantly on her mind, how could she think of such a minor setback? 

Getting up, she reluctantly opened her dulling eyes, her hands sweeping off that pesky dust. Green eyes, blanched from her god-fervour, suddenly brightened like a lightbulb. In front of her was hallowed sight. A bright, green-white glow was raining down from the sky. It was like a divine shower from the gods themselves. Fischl reached out to the lights. Twinkling embers sizzled on her skin, causing her to flinch. 'What is this? Is this thy calling?'

The rain sparkled in the dark sky. It blared in all different shapes and sizes while consuming the black sky around her. With every blink of the sparks, Fischl felt it call out to her. It was like the lights were calling to her - for her.

Thus, with an intensity of unseen and unheard proportions, Fischl scribbled down what she saw inside her little notebook. She described it as a message from the heavens addressed to her. It was for sure a sign of His influence! He was calling her; confirming her suspicions. She would hail his call.

On the other side of a fence, two drunk-out-of-their-mind teens were blowing up fireworks. Laughing, they clinked bottles and fired another green one into the air.

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By the end of the next day, Fischl has already written a full novel's worth of text on her earlier experience. Chewing the end of her pen, she reached a block. Yes, she wrote a five page long story about yesterday's sparkling rain, but after that mania had faded, Fischl realized that there really wasn't anything about Him in her story. No one would believe her with only one sighting! She needed more proof, more content! So, there went another draft and here came another crumpled ball. She stuffed a few sheets into her cloak pocket before throwing away the rest of the rambling. She needed more than just that little sign. She needed to see Him.

Today was terrible. A light breeze tapped at her window and she jumped up in shock. Throughout the day, she'd see brief flashes of Him, looking down at her in disappointment. It was getting harder and harder to differentiate what she was imagining to what was actually happening.

"Oz, I'm going to Bennett's." Fischl said to her bird companion. The raven squawked, marking her leave.

Outside, Fischl tried to recreate what had happened earlier. She recited her incantation, kept her palms together, and even held her eyes shut. However, nothing seemed to be working. Fischl racked her brain for any other methods of calling. Perhaps a ritual of some sorts would appease her lord? 

Just as she was ready to loop back to her dorm, her black cloak caught a particularly powerful wind in its thread. Eyes shooting up, Fischl realized what was going on: a sign from her lord's freeing winds. She shivered at the hot air, clearly not from the cold, but from anticipation. Underneath her cloak, her purple skirt fluttered, lifting ever so slightly up and her gothic and laced corset felt ever so tighter. 

Clearly, this was another sign! He was communicating with her! His wind embraced her like a warm hug. The swirling tornado gale caressed her frail form. It felt like the wind had a body of its own as it squeezed specific parts of the blonde's body. Her hair was thrown up and flew across her face, bungling her well-groomed locks. She giggled while brushing away those stray strands. 

"You are such a rascal, m'lord~" She said through bitten lips, completely fabricating a scenario in her mind's eye. What a trickster he was.

For the rest of the journey to her friend's house, the blonde was mulling her new story over in her head. More proof of her lord's influence was all she needed and it was what she got. Nevertheless, Fischl, in her new found high, failed to see the construction workers on the other side of the street pulling out the pavement with an industrial fan helping to clear the air.

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"Fischl! You made it!" Bennett cheered, patting her friend on the back as she made her way in. Game night, a weekly tradition among their friend group. Noelle and Barbara were already relaxing by the couch, talking about, from what Fischl could make out, Barbara's church work. Razor was in the kitchen making a snack, while Mika, the newest addition to their merry band, was lazily flipping through his phone by the table. Throughout the three boys left their dorms early, deciding to bunk with Bennett in his surprisingly large apartment since he lived off campus anyways. Though this splitting annoyed the girls, especially the very sociable Fischl, they never stopped meeting up to play their favourite game, Domains & Drakes.

"Of course I did. Luftschloss Narfidort would never cower under Dvalin's might. She'd never surrender!" Taking a dramatic step forward, Fischl threw her cloak at the couch, the piece of cloth landing across Barbara's dirty blonde hair.

"Hey! Watch it!" She laughed, playfully throwing the cloak away, but not before she noticed a crumpled stack of sheets fall to the floor. 'What's this?'

"We're just waiting for Amber. She'll be here soon, I'm sure of it." Bennett was smiling as she brought Fischl a drink, his cheerful smile painting that baby face. The wind from earlier was still fresh in her mind and she needed to write it down before it was too late. So, she excused herself, using Amber's absence as a reason for further delaying the game. Although she was excited to play, this was far more important. It was proof of His influence.

Sitting on the toilet, Fischl whipped out her pen and a sheet of paper stolen from Bennett's table. After all, a true story teller uses their wits and ink, not technology. Then came another flurry of incoherent babbling, her mind filled with too many ideas; too much passion. 

"His wind caressed her innocent body like that of a pet owner and its pet. The wind defiled her with the intimacy of intercourse, but the brutality of assault. Yet, she could not cry, nor scream, for it was in that moment where she realized His power. The power of the wind proved, with no doubt leftover in her mind, that He was real and that He, the God of Freedom, would free the men and women from their unending heat. Be it physical or mental, they would be cured by Him." Fischl blushed as she reread what she had just wrote.

Groaning, Fischl threw down her pen. 'What am I thinking?' Doubt creeped across her face. 'What's wrong with me...'

Faintly, the blonde heard knocking from outside, but her mind was too deep in her self-crafted hole of depravity to truly register the call. It took Razor's aggressive bashing for Fischl to finally snap out of her craze and get back to reality. She stuffed the tools of writing into her pockets, her true bashful nature showing through. Opening the door with the biggest blush, Razor and Bennett greeted her, as always, smiling. "Finally. I thought you fell asleep in there."

The rest of the evening went off without a cinch. The group partied and played until the middle of the night, which then turned into more partying and playing. Gone was the blonde's sour mood of earlier, replaced with Fischl's normal glamourous attitude. "I'll perform a lightning strike. Unto death with these Churls!" 

It was 1 AM when everyone decided to wrap things up. The friends went their separate ways, with Fischl ready to head home in silent pondering like usual. As she stepped out of the complex, she heaved a sigh, taking out her messy scribbles from in the washroom and searching her cloak for the other scrap of concepts. Twice was not a coincidence, and she'd be sure to write all about this. Unfortunately, it was then when Fischl realized that someone had taken her earlier draft. 

Panicked Fischl frantically searched the cloak. Waving it in the air, she tried and tried to get it to slip out. She clung to the desperate hope that it was still there, but alas, it was definitely missing. 'M-my proof! Someone stole it! I can feel the memory fading already!'

Just then, the blonde felt a tap at her shoulder. Turning her head, she found herself face to face with the friendly Deaconess, Barbara. Though she was close, under the dim street lamp, Fischl could barely make out any features from her small face. She could swear that that girl had a devious look on her face, but it may have just been the lighting.

"Hey, Fish~ Lookin' for something~?" Fischl stood their, stiff as wood. Even with the poor lighting, Fischl could tell that something was definitely wrong. "Oh, hey! What's that~?" Quicker than a fox, Barbara snatched the over page from her hand. Humming, Barbara quickly scrolled through her friend's nonsensical ramblings while Fischl stood there tensely, gritting her teeth and trying to figure out the best way to defuse the situation. After she finished reading, Barbara looked up with a slight smile; that was clear. "It's a nice story~ You're just missing a climax~" 

"D-do you have my other draft..?" The writer tentatively asked. 

"I figured that you'd like some proof reading, so I gave it to Amber~" She put a finger to her cheek, staring up at the white moon. "Though, your story had some factual errors. I don't think Barbatos can rain sparks from the sky." Fischl's eyes shot open at the mention of that name. 'Barbatos?' 

"Don't worry, though. I'm sure you'll get the chance to write another~ He's heard your prayers, you know~ As his loyal follower, I'll make sure your needs are met." Fischl ran as fast as she could. What was Barbara talking about?! Was this just a strange vision. She has been having trouble separating fiction from reality. 

Heart pounding in her chest as she sprinted across the campus, Fischl felt her whole body heating up. Barbara's speech was looping on repeat through her brain. Halting by a lamppost to gather her breath, Fischl was struck by a sudden realization: 'all brought along by an ambitious nun...' a lightbulb went off in her head. "He is real... Really real..." She panted to herself, sweat from her run trickling down over her body. 

It was her admittance that caused a whirlwind to appear under her feet. Wind swirled around her, lifting her cloak off her person and riding up her skirt. Fischl gasped as the wind enveloped her. The feeling of this tornado of soft wind blew the other instance out of the water. She could barely see through her wet bangs, but she could identify a striking green glow coming from outside the whirlwind. Now, Fischl understood what Barbara meant by those mistakes. "M-m'lord? Art thou there?"

A hand pushed itself against her fragile body and roughly tore at her lacy clothes. Her bra and small breasts were exposed to the hot air. Fischl moaned out as the hand caressed her chest. She felt a wind blowing around her skirt while another hand grabbed at her mound. Both her bra and panties were gone in an instant, giving her rapidly moistening pussy and hardening nipples a chance to breathe. "M'lord~! 💕" 

"You called~? ❤️" He sang into her ear. Fischl's head shot back, moaning into the night sky. "Sorry I'm so late~" 

As the wind cleared, Fischl got to see her lord in all his glory. Barbatos. He stood in front of her, hands on his hips, smiling like the brightest sun. The moonglow drenched him in a silver light, giving him a holy glow. His green beret shined like a beacon under the moonlight, while his green cape fluttered with the breeze. Holding up her black cloak, Barbatos gave the girl a wink and cheeky smile, before draping the cloth over her.

Fischl looked down in embarrassment. "I th-thought... no. Why are you in my dreams?" She asked, twiddling her fingers. Her privates, exposed to the already hot air, felt even hotter as she burned up.

"Not many people are imaginative as you, Fischl~" He said with a laugh. Barbatos leaned in for a kiss, smashing his lips against Fischl's. A rogue finger entered the blonde's snatch. Fischl moaned into his mouth as she felt his nimble fingers rubbing her sensitive pussy. Pleasure surged through her small body as Barbatos hugged the girl closer and closer.

Their tongues tackled like animals inside the hot caverns of their mouths. Barbatos' other hand found itself playing with Fischl's golden hair. He pulled off her bat bands, throwing them aside so he could have free reign over he beautiful strands. Fischl, opening her eyes, caught a good glimpse at the silver-lighten boy. His fair skin was ethereal under the moonlight. His eyes, though they were shut, still emanated a strange energy. It was like they were glowing underneath those eyelids. 

Breaking apart from their smooch, Barbatos stared lovingly into his follower's eyes. "For how long did you dream of me?" He asked, genuinely curious.

"I-I don't know... I know it was before thy heat storm..." 

"So you knew it was coming?" His finger jutted out, sending a moan up Fischl's throat. Moving down from her locks, Barbatos rubbed the back of Fischl's neck with care. Pussy juice leaked down her inner thigh and down to her socks and shoes. Her flushed, moaning face melted under his touch. He helped the girl shimmy out of her skirt, fully revealing her nude form. It glowed alongside her lord's, always under the white moon's spotlight. 

Fischl kicked off those now-soaked shoes, though she struggled with her socks. Luckily, Barbatos was graciously able to help with a gentle wind, blowing them off and freeing her delicate feet. "I knew... yes~" She moaned, wriggling her toes in the warm night air. Her snatch produced another pulse of pleasure as Barbatos shot his fingers deeper inside. Those tight walls clamped against his hand like handcuffs, never letting his thin fingers leave the confines. "I know thou must be pleased, pleasured~! Moan~! Before you relent this fire storm~ 💗"

Barbatos smirked, putting his head into the nook of Fischl's neck. He licked the sweaty skin and savoured its salty flavour. "You do know your stuff, Fischl~" She felt a bulge press against her ass as he leaned in closer and closer. His hands still worked their magic, one finger fucking her while the other ran itself against her smooth skin. Kisses were peppered across her body, his hand mimicking his mouth by squeezing particularly supple areas.

The blonde came, further drenching her thighs. Juices ran across Barbatos' arm as he took the digits out of Fischl. Making a show of things, Barbatos slowly licked his fingers clean, moaning at the taste of Fischl's sweet juices. "It's time, isn't it~?" He asked, in which he received a quick, nervous nod from the girl. 

Pulling down his pants so they just reached below the waist, Barbatos brandished his weapon. A long, thick, and mighty cock popped out of those trousers, stabbing Fischl right in the thigh. She screamed as she felt the rod push against her bare skin, its gooey pre-cum already dripping down and mixing with her orgasm juices. Barbatos returned to his gentle kissing as he pushed the cock against her ass and down between her legs. The massive beast rubbed itself against her inviting lips, teasing them with the faintest bit of foreskin.

"M-m'lord... P-please... Let me b-be a sacrifice for your c-cause~! 💓" Fischl begged, but Barbatos didn't seem to listen. Instead, he continued to kiss her soft skin, occasionally leaving a hickey for tomorrow. 

"I need you to prove your devotion first~" Fischl's heart was pounding against her chest. It felt like a bullet train was ramming itself inside of her. Her breathing was staggering as Barbatos' cock gently rubbed at her entrance. She needed him now.

"I WILL SERVE YOU AS THE MOST DEVOTED FOLLOWER! ANYTHING THOU WISHES FOR, IT WILL BE GRANTED! JUST USE ME AS MUCH AS YE DESIRES ALREADY, BARBATOS! 💕" Screamed Fischl, startling a few ravens along the way.

"Of course~" Barbatos slammed his dick inside of her. The impact was like that of a car crash; Fischl's pussy would never recover. The now-battered hole served only as Barbatos' plaything. 

Fischl's mind was on the verge of bursting. The pleasure surging through her body was unbearable and it felt like her veins would blow from it.

"IT'S SO BIG~!" Screamed the blonde his cock completely stuffed her hole. Fischl thought she was going to be torn in half by the massive rod.

"You're so cute when you scream, Fischl~" Barbatos rubbed his face against her bare back, running his nose up and down her spine. "I can't wait for you to help me claim others just like Barbara has done with you~"

Fischl screamed with Barbatos' thrusts. His cock bulged against her cervix and made her bend to his will. The god's hands tugged at her nipples to get out more screams from the poor writer. The feeling of his hands on her breasts just made her want to shout into a lecture hall and hail him for being their god. In her mind, she saw a sudden vision of Barbara being pounded into the dirt by Barbatos' fat cock. It only made sense, after all. She was a Deaconess; His Deaconess. Of course she would spread his glory to Fischl. Why wouldn't she? His glory was law, and so it would be best if everyone understood that! 

"M'LORD~! I'LL CONVERT MY FAMILY IF YOU WISH~! FUCK ME UNTIL I'M DEAD~!"

"Sheesh... That's a bit intense, no?" Barbatos joked, eliciting another scream as he dug his fingers into her small tits. He used said tits as a spring board to shove his semen hose further into Fischl's cave. He pulled her head to face his, his soft hands rubbing her flushed cheeks. Fischl's eyes, glazed over with pleasure, were simply shining with loyalty, something that Barbatos did appreciate. He dove for her lips once more, determined to brand her as a true devotee. 

Fischl was twitching crazily. Her body spasmed under Barbatos' strength. The two bodies danced in the night. Any passerby would just assume it was the outline of two lovers expressing their adoration, but upon closer inspection, they'd faint. Barbatos looked as if we was draining the life out Fischl through a kiss. Her lips glowed a tealish-green as they were branded. At first, the colour which stained her mouth was bright, blinding even. But, as it faded, it soon became a more gothic blueish-purple which matched Fischl's usual colour scheme. She had been painted with permanent lipstick - a permanent lipstick that would act as proof of her permanent loyalty towards her lord. Her lips pulsed faintly in tandem with the rapid beating of the back of her pussy, amplifying the joyous pleasure from Barbatos' pounding cock.

Bending the girl over, Barbatos pushed Fischl against the lamppost. His fat balls, inflating with cum, smashed themselves against her outer lips. The double whammy of cock and balls made Fischl shrivel up. Her body flexed and jerked from the feeling of Barbatos' fuck rod. His hands, still roaming around her body, seemed like they had reached every inch of her by now. No part of Fischl was safe from Barbatos' grasp.

The feeling of that fat dick was unlike any other. Fischl was not a woman to experiment, but even she knew that this... this thing inside of her was absolutely godly. It was like water; morphing to fit into every inch of her hole. The way it felt against her sensitive walls, it was like an entirely new sensation. Both hard and bumpy, able to roughly beat her pussy, but also soft and gentle, like a spring breeze. It reminded her of the time she tried to get off through wind alone, though this wind was much more substantial. 

"I'm ready to release~ Are you~?" Fischl never wanted this to end, but, if it had to, at least it would go out with a bang. Her back curled as Barbatos pushed up. His strength defied physics as his cock held her steadily. The heavy slaps of his balls became stronger and stronger, indicating their cream-making. Barbatos was nibbling on her earlobe as he pushed all the way inside. Right before bursting, Barbatos whispered one last thing into Fischl's twitching ear: "Make sure to tell Faruzan all about this~"

Fischl came in unison with her lord. His semen drenched her hole and exploded outwards. Cum seeped down the lamppost, painting it with a fresh coat of white. Fischl screamed, contorting her face as she tried to express the immense pleasure going through her. Warm semen, fat cock, and those precise hands all lead to her intense, mind-breaking orgasm. She would fulfill his wish. That was her life's goal.

"BARBATOS~! 💓" Her high voice screeched, probably breaking a few vases along the way. 

Coming down from their collective high, Barbatos ran his fingers through Fischl's sweaty hair. Fischl turned in his arms, loving the feeling of his embrace. "You can call me Venti, by the way. We don't want to be blowing any cover, right, von Luftschloss Narfidort?" Fischl giggled, her face flushing.

"It can't just be my imagination... right? Why were you really in my dreams?" Venti took a moment to think it through. Honestly, he didn't know either. But, his follower was looking for answer, so an answer he shall give. 

"Maybe you've just had a crush on me this whole time, ehe~ ❤️"

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Amber was blushing furiously as she read what Barbara had given her. Thinking it'd just be some fun trash-fic Fischl had made, she found herself frantically rubbing at her clit. Although completely incoherent, the amount of passion radiating through the pages was overwhelming. 

"A god, one that can make any woman submit under his will, descended from the heavens. He claimed the purity of those around him, but they were never allowed to resist in the first place. Not that they even wanted to in the first place. For, as the world had declared it by bringing him into being, he was their one and only authority."

Amber moaned wildly in her room. No one else would be awake so late at night, she assumed. Regrettably, Lumine, her roommate, perked up in curiosity before silently smirking to herself. 'Welcome, Amber~'

----

The shining weekend sun beat down on Yae Miko as she sat silently by the church of Barbatos. Her life was going awry. Ei's actions were completely unforgiveable, but she couldn't help but feel sorrow at the distancing. She muttered a silent prayer, hoping for a miracle, before getting up from the bench. Miko was never the religious type, but now, if any time, was the chance to believe in miracles. 

"Wait! Ms. Yae!" She heard her name called. With a turn around, Miko looked down and saw the short Deaconess by her legs. Barbara, she recognized, had her hand in front and was beckoning her to come back. 

"Barbara? I'm sorry, this must be weird for you."

"No, no, no! He heard your prayer. We all did. We are all suffering under Ms. Raiden's insanity. Please, let us discuss this under His watch." Said Barbara, smiling like a true Deaconess. She truly was a role model for kindness. Her voice, that of an angel, made Miko's heart waver. However, there was a slight... oddity within it. As if she was being... secretive? No... She was too outwardly to be hiding something. Her tone was almost like that of a mother talking down to a child. Was this just how all nuns spoke?

"I-I shouldn't... It's not professional." She knew she shouldn't, but in her time of weakness, Barbara's offer was too sweet to refuse. So, she relented and followed the inviting girl into the church. "Are you sure about this? I don't want to be a bother or anything. If it's better that I-"

"It's perfectly fine, Ms. Yae," She interrupted. "We can all tell that you're stressed. Just speak with him... I guarantee you'll feel better~" Leading Miko to the altar, Barbara motioned for her to sit. By the altar, right at the bottom of the stairs leading up to it in fact, was a regal-looking pillow. Miko carefully kneeled by the cushion, cautious to do anything rude. "I can tell you're nervous, but it's alright. He accepts all people~"

"What should I do, Barbara? Just talk?" 

"You'll know when you know. I'll give you two some privacy. Best of luck in pleasing him, but remember to please yourself as well~" Miko raised an eyebrow at her comment, but by now, Barbara had already turned to leave. Now, it was just Miko, alone in the sunny church, kneeling by the altar. Sighing, she began her prayer with eyes shut.

"Well... I guess I'll start. Barbatos. If you can hear me. Please, please, fix our friendship. I don't know what's going on with Ei, but she needs to snap out of it..." A gentle breeze brushed up against her side. It was comforting how it ran through her hair and blew at her skin. Soon, that gentle breeze became harsher and harsher. Miko forced her eyes open, annoyingly looking for the source of this draft. "Must be a window or something..." She grumbled, looking to her side.

What she didn't realize was that harsh gale was swirling right above the altar, forming a ball of howling wind. Seeing the oddity in the corner of her eyes, Miko's head snapped over to the ball of wind. "What the-"

"Yae Miko," The wind bellowed. Its voice deep, yet strangely floaty, thumped inside her chest. "Your prayer has been heard and your wish will be granted. But, Barbatos demands an offering before he can proceed."

Completely shocked, Miko's normal calm and collectiveness was replaced with the face of a woman who had just seen a ghost. "Wh-what's going on?!" She stuttered, unable to believe the reality of things.

The wind slowly dispersed, revealing a young, and very naked, boy with glowing teal locks. He floated down, his sparkling eyes capturing Miko's very soul. Touching the altar with the tip of his toes, he balanced there with ease and looked down on the desperate woman. A smile quirked up, flashing Miko with his pearly white teeth. Although the display in front of her was unbelievable, there was only one part of the scene that Miko could concentrate on: the fat, limp cock dangling in front of her.

"Yae Miko," The deep voice continued. "Suck my dick, ehe~ ❤️"

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"Yae Miko," The deep voice commanded. "Suck my dick, ehe~ ❤️"

Yae Miko kneeled there, completely shocked. In front of the busty vice chancellor was Barbatos' humongous swinging member. Flaccid, it hung hypnotically in front of her like a hypnotist's ring. The veiny cock was a sight to behold, that was for sure. Its foreskin taught to the dick as if they were one in the same. The head, bulging and massive, pulsed with ferocity. Pre-cum dribbled out like a leaky faucet onto the church's floor. Though Barbatos' beast oozed vile sex juice from its bulbous tip, it draped like a rubber hose as if uninterested in the pinkette in front of it.

The smell of the pooling pre-cum and the cock itself was a punch in the gut. From the moment it was revealed, all Miko could think about was that smell. It was horrendous... yet she could not stop herself from leaning forward and inhaling as much as she could hold. She'd suck her nose full of that putrid air until her lungs couldn't hold anymore.

"That's it," The god of wind laughed. "Drink it up~ ❤️" And drink it up she did. Starting with sniffs and snuffles was one thing, but now, Miko was absolutely slobbering of that monster penis. As if mind controlled, she ran her tongue across its stupid length, salty sweat tingling against it. He ran a hand through her luscious locks of pink hair, pulling at the ends to push her closer to his member.

Miko was left panting like a wild animal in heat. Her breaths, short and scattered, were the only sounds echoing throughout the empty church. That was until she broke the silence. "Venti?! Wh-what did y-you do to me?" She asked through hungry pants.

"You're the one who started sniffing and licking my penis! And you're playing victim here?" Venti shouted, feigning innocence. "I'm just here to fulfill your wish like a true god should. What you're doing is paying its price~" It was like something in Miko's brain went off and, once again, she dove face-first into Venti's treasures. 

"MMPH~ 💕" She groaned, tongue against his thick cock. Her eyes dared a look up at witnessed Venti's glorious body glistening with sweet sweat. It was a hot day after all, so only natural for the kid to sweat a little. Drops of his perspiration landed across Miko's pink hair and white sleeveless. They sank in like they were meteors plummeting into her Earth. With every collision came another surge of glee from the woman, along with a moan.

"By the looks of it," Venti forcefully grabbed at her hair, her lips squashing around the base of his cock and her tongue lolling against his fat sack. "you like repaying the favour~"

Unfazed by his brutishness, Miko continued to gush over his dick. Looping her tongue around half the sack, she placed it into her mouth and gummed it down like candy. It was like a dog chewing on a tennis ball, except, thankfully, with much less teeth. Her spittle flew everywhere as the massaged his tennis ball in between her pink lips. With the other ball all alone, Miko moved her hand over to caress the poor thing. Venti moaned against her touch, his cock spasming against her chin.

As his cock hardened, its presence became more and more clear to Miko. An immediate jolt went down her spine as the stone-like rod pressed hard against her soft neck. Fully erect, it was like a steel girder; unstoppable and immoveable all at once. Miko's eyes lit up the moment they landed on the pulsating stick. Its size and thickness unmatched by anything short of her on ass. Springing backwards, she was knocked away from its grandeur. Her legs naturally spread to give way to such a monster, giving Venti ample vision on her soaked panties.

With the flick of his wrist, Miko's top and bra flew off into the wind. He beckoned her over, a strong wind pushing her back to her knees and towards his cock. "Don't waver~ It only gets harder the longer you put it off~"

"What do you want to do with me?" She asked in a meek voice.

"I miss the old Yae Miko. The one who spoke her mind. Weren't you the only person in that entire school to tell off Ms. Shogun?" He cupped her plump cheek while staring deeply at those massive round orbs. "Show me that confidence~ ❤️"

Noticing his stare, Miko blushed before steeling herself. If this god wanted a tough lady, he'd get one.

"You like these breasts, don't you?" She asked once more, voice still slightly wavy. "Then why don't I give you a full show of their true might~?"

Miko pounced on the boy like a predator. Her breasts, practically bouncing on their own, engulfed Venti's colossal cock. The tight cleavage of Yae Miko's melons squeezed the soul out of him and he loved it. Miko gave the boy a saucy smirk as her breasts warmly embraced their master's tool. As he had requested, she would be his dommy mommy. "You like that, boy~?" She said, fully embracing her new role.

Further pressing those huge, shiny boobs against his crotch, Miko enjoyed the feeling of its rhythmic pulses against her pale skin. Up and down went her breasts, sound popping throughout the church's halls whenever she slammed into his bulging balls. She could feel them growing and growing, his skin straining from the chunky cum churning inside. She moaned at just the thought, 'So much~ All for my fat breasts~'

"I'm cumming~! ❤️" Venti moaned, biting his lips. On cue, a fountain of semen erupted from Venti's monstrous dick. Viscous baby-batter rained from above and covered both their sinful bodies. Sticky, stinky semen decorated Miko's tits like a heavy layer of snow. Her breasts already white breasts only became whiter as the syrupy cum enveloped their new home. Miko, moaning under the warm semen rain, stuck her tongue out and caught fat globs like snowflakes. Miko's voice became a gurgling mess as she choked under those heavy droplets.

"Swoh gwood~! 💓 Swuch a gwood bwoy~ 💗" A muffled Miko moaned out, the chunky semen struggling down her throat. Swallowing the paste in one large gulp, the woman sensually turned around, air-kissing towards Venti. The sludgy cum sliding down her majestic face only amplified her sexual allure. Her light-purple eyes twinkled as she looked down on the moaning boy. "Was it a present for me~?" Miko's breasts continued to rub against Venti's soft, yet quickly hardening, cock. She wanted to coax as much of that delicious semen out as possible.

"Mhmm~" Venti moaned. Her heavenly globes made him the writhing mess that he often made of others. 

"Is this the best boobjob you've ever had?" Miko asked through bitten lips, still squeezing the bard's cock with all she had. "I sure do hope so. You know... I don't think anyone in that entire school has bigger tits than I do~"

"Moan, I'm pretty sure Ms. Raiden does~" He answered with all his might. Sure, Miko was breaking him with those huge breasts, but he would always have room for a quip. 

Jealous from his callout, Miko dives back down to prove the boy wrong. Once more, Ms. Yae pumped Venti's now-hardened member with her breasts. She even brings her head down for a little taste, licking the head whenever it appears out of her tits' hold. Every time she got a lick of his swollen head, Miko shivered in pleasure. That exotic salty flavour made her pussy throb and her heart pound. 

Venti's unceasing moaning was joy to Miko's ears. He loved her huge breasts, and she loved his testimony of that. His dick, still hyper sensitive from his earlier orgasm, already began shaking. That truly was a testament to Miko's tits' power. She felt his balls fill and press against said tits. Her spongy orbs were ready to make Venti come once more. Another geyser of Venti's precious cum shot out and once again dosed Miko. The second layer only cemented her new look; painted white by Barbatos' sublime sperm.

Coming down from their collective high, Venti basked in the nice tingle between his legs. Cumming twice in succession would've been straining for any normal growing boy, but for Venti, it was just another Saturday. Ms. Yae, on the other hand, was panting like a dog. Venti noticed large amounts of arousal trailing down her thick and exposed thighs. Her face, underneath all that sticky slime, was flushed redder than a beet. The bard enjoyed watching her oversized tits rise and fall as she took in deep breaths in an attempt to fan that inner flame.

"What's wrong, Ms. Yae~ Tired already? I can call in Barbara if you need some assistance~" That definitely struck a nerve. Miko clumsily stripped off her skirt and panties, throwing them away with the rest of her attire. To be stood up by Ei, that was fair. But a student? Now this kid had taken his banter too far.

"I'll show you tired..." She grumbled. "Stick that thing inside of me alread-AHHHH!"

Venti was already way ahead of the curve. The moment her panties were gone, Venti swooped in with his cock and penetrated the kneeling Miko's leaking pussy. Birds flew off as Miko's ear-piercing screams boomed outside the church walls and into the surrounding neighbourhood. Screaming at the top of her lungs, her chest thrusted out into the air. Being an opportunist, the bard grabbed ahold of those huge milkers and tugged at their skin like handlebars. 

"Fine~ Show me~ ❤️" Miko couldn't feel her limbs as Venti's massive cock beat up her insides. Her body was sent into shock every time that fuckstick smashed into cervix. Ovulation had long since begun and had only increased in efficiency since Venti had introduced his rod into the mix. "I'm going to pump you full of children, Miko~" He sensually whispered into her ear before sucking on the lobe. "Show me how energized you are in nine months~"

Miko's screech became a full on air siren when Venti mentioned that tantalizing prospect. Pink hair flew everywhere as Barbatos wildly fucked Miko's abused hole in an effort to extract his due payment. 

"NEVER STOP~! I DON'T WANT THIS TO END~! HNNNNG~! 💕" Miko's raspy voice came out, tired from all that screaming.

"So much for dominating me, eh~? I guess I can't blame you, seeing as it's your first time with me and all~ Try again next time, Yae~" Smirking, Venti reached for Miko's incredibly grope-able ass. It was as if it was made to be manhandled by two small hands. He purred as his palms sank into the fleshy pillows, said hands feeling up the entirety of her twin cheeks. His mouth moved over to Miko's award-winning boobs. He suckled on her tits like an infant, unable to hold his groan of approval. 

Miko had been pushed down to her back with Venti laying atop her tall form. Crotch met crotch as the two collided like a drumstick to its snare. Her pussy sure was a snare (the other kind) with its inability to let go of its meat. That sausage trapped between her tight lips was her new addiction. One that she had no intention of beating.

Still sucking on her nipples, Venti made sure to leave a little gift. A soft white and teal glow shined from inside his mouth as he marked her right areolae with his seal. A tattoo in the vague form a heart quickly imprinted itself around Yae Miko's tit, making her cum right as it was created. 

Barbara, right outside the church, was vigorously masturbating to the erotic sounds loudly coming through the building's grand doors. She sensed a surge of power as Venti laid down his mark, cumming alongside the vice chancellor.

Back to Miko, she was currently in a state of complete euphoria. A hot bliss pulsed through her chest as Venti finalized his seal. With its creation, it was as if all pleasure had been amplified tenfold. It was like his cock had grown in size, too. Or, her pussy was just being moulded to match exactly what he wanted from Miko. Whatever was the case, she didn't care. As long as that fat dick continued to break her, anything was fine in her books.

"Feeling tried yet~? Maybe we go to thirty minutes and see how sore you are then~" Venti's words were not reaching Miko's brain. It was too busy processing her primal lust and the immense pleasure she was getting from his cock. 

"BREED ME~! BREED ME~! BREED~ 💗" She chanted like a mantra. It was the only thought her brain could produce in such a lust-muddled state.

In an effort to regain some of her domineering power, Miko used her hips to push back against Venti, getting him to fall on his back and have her riding on top. She jumped up and down against the cock. Gravity helped it get deeper than it ever went before and Miko was all for it. She felt it struggle and bend against the back of her womb as it tried to fit inside the tight hole.

His cock grew more and more swole with every jump. With his balls also growing, Miko was able to, in great difficulty, put together the thought that he was ready to pump her full of his seed. With one last descent, she locked her thighs around the thin boy's hips while squatting over his massive pole to make sure he'd dump it all inside of her fertile womb, though that was evident.

Yae Miko, riding on top and squatting her massive thighs, all to get his load. What a view. Seeing her flexing thighs and stomach was enough to make Venti drop his bomb right into his follower's waiting oven.

"Get ready~! ❤️" And before Miko could react, Venti doused her body with his third batch of semen today. Inside his virile swimmers went, seeking out the best of her eggs to use as hosts for his future offspring. His thick ooze slammed against her walls like a brick, making its warm presence very much clear. She came as his sperm invaded her uterus and claimed it as their home. Despite the fact that their presences was exceedingly welcomed, she still couldn't help but compare them to some sort of alien parasite worming their way inside of her. For the freaky Miko, the idea only turned her on even more.

A pleasant warmth spread through her body as she felt the sperm take root inside her womb. 'I'm a mother...' The thought finally dawned on her clearing mind. 'I can't wait~'

"Was this my payment to you, Barbatos? To be used as a breeding bed for your demi-god children?" She genuinely asked, curious about why he even fucked her in the first place. "Not that I'm disappointed that you did..."

Cutting her off with a kiss on the lips, the cheeky boy moaned into her mouth as he pulled out his now-soft rod. Pulling back, a strand of cum and spit was left connecting their two lips.

"You wouldn't understand if I told you. Let's just say I was helping a Deaconess out with her wish~" Vaguely replied the bard. "Now that that's done and dusted, we can move on to yours. Something about the Raiden Shogun being too hands on?" About to speak, Miko was quickly interrupted. "I couldn't agree more~"

Tilting her head in confusion, Miko decided to just go with whatever Venti was planning. Running a hand across her slightly bulged stomach, she pictured her child. "Whatever you're planning, just make sure she comes back in one piece. I don't think she means any harm... She's just misguided..." Venti gave a solemn nod, joining Miko in the caressing of her pregnant belly.

"I don't want to be a bad role model to our kid, after all, ehe~ ❤️"

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"I-I finally figured it out!"

Raiden Ei was sitting at her cluttered desk. Unattended paperwork piled all around the room, but she couldn't care less when it was done. No. She had to focus on her task at hand: catching Venti.

"It all makes s-sense now. H-he's got some sort of cult... some sort of army. He wants to overthrow the school, that fucking trickster." Before her were pictures of Venti pinned to the paper-ridden desk, as well as ancient religious texts of a man named Barbatos. "He's making some sort of-of religious cult!"

There were several security camera photos of Venti holding hands with several girls. Ganyu, Lumine, Hu Tao, Collei. Them and many others were spotted on film to be partaking in the crime of touching each other.

"He's connected to all these incidents!" Marker lines link the snapshots, forming an intricate web of connections. School newspaper articles are also scattered around the table, highlighted with a purple colour. Heavily marked is the title 'Affair in Tevyat? Dream couple Mona and Scaramouche break up!' Another article titled 'Furina acting strange to Venti? Scandal or misconception?' was messily circled. Ei took special care in a paper published the day after her life-changing meeting with Professor Lisa; the one titled "Venti. A modern talent.'

'That rat's in on it too! Who isn't at this point?!'

Ei took out a bottle of her collected goop. She had used most of it in an addicted craze, leaving only this one left. The original one. She stared at it with a predatory glint in her eyes.

"I've got you now, Venti."

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 A single note, not even the size of a sticky, was found this morning under Venti's door. He crumpled it, tossed it, tore it up even, but still, he kept it. 

'Come to my office. 6:00 PM.' It said in a distinctly sharp purple ink. It was the Raiden Shogun's handwriting, that was certain. With so few words, the chancellor was able to strike the boldest of fears into Venti's heart. Its finely written cursive was like a hex on his mind - something locking itself into his conscience. 

"Wh-what will we do if y-you get suspended? Or worse! Expelled!" The sporty greenette by his side was pulling at his thin arm, her face just begging him not to leave. Mona, Hu Tao, and Collei were all gathered there with solemn faces staining at their cheeriness. 

"Master," Mona started, but with a raise of his hand, she never finished that thought. 

"I'm going. What's the worse that can happen, eh?" Venti said, a smile adorning his lips. He was confident that he could handle himself, but it'd be a lie to say that said confidence did not waver. Raiden Ei was a fierce woman. Many described her as ruthless, even. This meeting would be a pivotal moment in the university's history. If he failed, nothing would be the same ever again.

Deep down, Venti knew that it was his fault that Ei had become the way she had. It was his fault that she got exposed to the catalyst of all this. If anything went wrong at all, he'd be exposed and all his devoted lovers would fall with him. He didn't want them to suffer. He needed to be careful.

One onlooker, one bit of security footage, any proof of his upcoming debauchery would serve as fuel to the anti-Barbatos fire. Even then, Ei would still have to be willing. What if she had resisted? What if she knew what was going on? 

These were all issues running through Venti's tired mind. Well, his luck has gotten him out of pickles before, so why not again now?

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Walking into the office, Miko greeted the boy with a gentle smile before letting him in to her superior's office. There, Ei sat at her desk, one leg crossed over the other and arms menacingly crossed. Though the sight itself was frightening, Venti's member twitched all the same. Her purple blouse was tight against her well-endowed body. With a few top buttons popped, Venti also had an ample view of her immense cleavage. Those large, pale orbs looked as inviting as anything could be. He desperately wanted to shove his throbbing cock into the swell of her breasts. Ei's crossed arms only helped posture her large tits outwards and into Venti's line of sight.

Her short skirt and tight stockings barely held those thick thighs. Crossing her legs only amplified their roundness. Venti gulped as his eyes trailed down to her stretched stockings and fancy heels. He could've sworn that he could even see her purple panties from under that darned skirt.

Fixing his gaze to her stern face, Venti bit his lips. Purple glasses with glowing purple eyes that stared directly into his soul. It made him weak in the knees for a change. Not only was it scary, but it was also extremely arousing. Ei brushed aside her long, braided purple hair and continued to stare down the boy. A crazed expression began appearing within her irises, freaking Venti out even more.

"Y-you wanted me, ma'am?" Venti stuttered.

In an instant, Ei had whipped out a little container and slammed it onto the desk. White chunks of, what Venti immediately identified as semen, sloshed around inside the plastic tub. A smirk appeared on Ei's face, allowing her to flash her pearly white teeth.

"You know what this is, don't you?" She asked, a twinge of insanity found its way into her voice. She had the look of a predator who has finally cornered her prey. She twirled the tub in between her thumb and index, tauntingly showing off her victory.

Venti gulped. Yep, he knew. He knew for sure. That rapacious glare made his spine instinctively straighten, a natural response to being the focal point of a crazy woman.

Ei, tired for his silence, sighed. She put down the container and put a hand to her face before readjusting herself in her chair. As she shifted, Venti intently watched as her barely contained tits jiggled with the motion. Putting her hand away, Ei rearranged herself back into that stern stance from before, a crooked smile plastered on her face.

"I've caught you red-handed, Venti." 

"On what basis?" Venti fought back, crossing his own arms in protest.

"On the basis that you're guilty." Huffed the woman. "Though no one else would believe me, I've got enough evidence to personally deal with you, Venti. You're in deep, deep trouble, boy. I'm not letting you slide out free."

"You keep talking as if I even did anything in the first place!"

"We both know you caused... this." She gestured at both the container and herself. "You were the one who defiled the kitchen. You m-mind controlled me or something into becoming obsessed!" Ei pulled out a messily made board full of newspaper clippings written by Charlotte and secret photos of Venti along with his female companions. "I may not have actual proof, but we both know that we both know." Ei's sneer made Venti cringe.

"Ms. Raiden," Venti placed his hands on her desk and stood up. "Sure, I wrecked the kitchen. Sure, these images are real. But, you're obsession wasn't because of me. I don't cause insanity." A white glow flickered behind Venti. Ei was pushed back in her rolling chair by a sudden gust of wind, knocking her against the wall.

Enveloped in a blaze of white and green, Venti was no more. His clothes seemingly burned off his body, being replaced by drapes of soft cloth which angelically hugged his small body, swaddling him like a mummy. His beret wooshed off to who knows where and his dark blue hair was let loose. Braids untangled and gave way to long, flowing hair. Light glowed from the tips; like paint on a brush. Said brush painted the canvas that was air, causing the room the glow brighter and brighter.

"Barbatos' blessing frees peoples' inner desires. I did not make you into the crazed maniac you are, you did." A song-like voice bellowed from inside the cocoon of cloth and light. In a sudden burst of power, the egg hatched and out came Venti, or Barbatos, in his true form. Snow-white skin was broken by brazen green tattoos. His hair was messy, but in a meticulous way. His face looked both youthful and wise, sporting feminine beauty and masculine dominance all at the same time.

"Wh-what?! Wh-who are y-you?" Ei stood up from her chair, utterly shocked by the transformation in front of her. 

"Your friend, Yae Miko, she's worried. We all are." A gentle hand reached out to the scared Ei. "Why have you been consumed with such an inconceivable obsession, Ms. Raiden?"

Tears formed in the corner of Ei's eyes. She didn't understand why, but she was finally cracking under the stress of her life. She sobbed into Barbatos' open palm, her tears rolling down his arm.

"I-I don't know! All I could think about w-was y-you and I can't handle it anymore!" 

"You do realize what you have in that container, right?"

"Cum." She answered in a meek voice. "Your cum... The smell, the texture, the flavour. I figured it out a while ago but never wanted to admit it..."

"And why are you obsessed with my semen?" He further pried.

"I-I..." A sudden realization had hit Ei like a truck. "I want children..."

Barbatos squinted his eyes in curiosity, taking a seat in the air. His robes fluttered majestically in the wind.

"I want to be a m-mother, but I can't. I physically can't! I'm infertile!" She cried, full tears streaming down her pretty face and smudging her mascara. "All my past husbands divorced me over my infertility. They all hated that I couldn't provide! I thought Scaramouche would fill my childless void, but he turned out to just be a creep like the rest of the men I married!"

Barbatos solemnly nodded. The pieces were starting to be put into place.

"I just want kids! And every man hates me for not being able to! A-and I guess I started hating myself for it as well..." Ei conceded, her feelings gushing out alongside her tears.

"Ehe~" Venti got up from his seat in the air with a large, especially cheeky grin. The swirling gale around him grew in intensity, forcing Ei to cover her face in defense. She felt her clothes straining against the strong wind as it pushed it tightly against her shapely body. "Maybe I could help you with that~"

Removing her hands, Ei was facing a naked god. Every aspect of him was only amplified. His pure skin, his natural glow, his green highlights. It was all there. Well, there was one new addition. A large, hung, hard as stone cock. And it was facing directly at Ei, right between her purple eyes.

The phallic limb drooped under its own massive weight like a rubber hose. Droplets of pre-cum drip dropped down the tool's leaky faucet. With every large drop, Ei could hear a plop as it left the tip and hit the floor. A similarly large bead of drool rolled down Ei's mouth, replacing her tears entirely with a more lustful bodily fluid. Her face heated up to the temperature of the sun.

Stench lines exuded from the boy's fat cock. Like little tendrils, they curled up into Ei's nose and assaulted her brain. She internally moaned at the smell of sweaty meat, her primal instincts replacing the sensible and strict chancellor of Tevyat University. It was the exact same smell as the goo she had found in both the kitchen and the closet. Her brain went from utter anger to completely dominated in the matter of milliseconds. It was like she was trained to react like an obedient slut whenever exposed to that exotic musk. Its odour melted her brain into a puddle of goop and, in its absence, replaced it with its own directives; to breed with god.

Her irises blew up in size as her brain finally caught up to what she was seeing. "The f-fuck?!" Ei's jaw dropped as she spoke, her tongue lolling out accidentally. More disgusting tentacles of musk entered through her lipstick-marked lips, dancing on her tongue and giving her a delicious sample of what's to come.

"Ehe~ You said you wanted children, don't you? Maybe I can provide~" Barbatos said, leaning in and whispering his hopeful words into Ei's beet-red ear.

"B-but-but... I c-c-can't..." Stammered Ei.

"Trust me," Barbatos' soft smile could be seen in the corner of Ei's blurred vision. "Call it a blessing~ ❤️"

Barbatos slammed his lips into Ei's. Their lips sealed like a contract; Barbatos' tongue the pen and Ei's oral cavity the paper. Their feral kissing knocked over Ei's glasses and pushed her further against the wall. Barbatos savagely grabbed at her clothes and ripped them off her body, unwrapping the enticing form of Raiden Ei underneath. Off flew her office shirt, tie, and lacy purple bra - gone to the wind. In its place was, in Barbatos' opinion, infinitely more appealing to the eyes. Her pale upper-body skin, scattered with beauty marks, instantly made his cock reach full mast. To have such large breasts meant she had to have a strong back, one that Barbatos enjoyed rubbing his hands all over.

"Mmm~ Such a strong body for such a strong woman, right, Ei~?" He pinched a tight muscle on her shoulder, instantly relieving a huge amount of stress. Ei shot her spine straight and screamed out as Barbatos sensually massaged that muscular upper-body. 

"FUCK~! 💗" She moaned.

"Soon~"

Barbatos dove in for another round of tongue wrestling. This time, he reached for her plump ass, squeezing and groping it like it was his first time. Ei heard a rip as her black leather pencil skirt was teared to shreds, the fluttering remnants blowing in the swirling gale around them. Her matching underwear was exposed and she felt her heart skip a beat and a yelp escape her lips as a strong breeze whipped her butt, spanking it red. Her pussy revved up with excitement.

"Eek~!" Ei never sounded this innocent before, but her cries of joys were more musical than those produced by his lyre. 

A lone finger ran up the cant of her butt, pushing the pantie fabric against her mound. He loved her little squirms against his body. Such a powerful lady now all in his hands. The very woman who was threatening him just minutes ago, too! 

"I love the way you cry for me, Ei~" Venti hotly said in her ear, emphasizing his enjoyment with a strike at her swollen lips. Ei moaned, melting into his embrace. "Yes~ Just like that~ ❤️"

He pulled Ei's panties off in a snap, literally. It broke off her wide hips, tossed aside in halves. However, Ei wasn't the kind to be sentimental when it came to clothes, especially when there was a big piece of meat pressing against her thigh. The fact that Barbatos was only tall enough for his crotch to barely reach above her knee did make Ei's heart flutter a bit. Even with this height difference, Barbatos continued to dominate the older woman like he was twice her size.

"Wh-who are you really, V-Venti..?" She muttered, causing Barbatos to giggle like a girl. 

"I'm Barbatos, god of wind and freedom~ The very one you were researching. Don't think I couldn't hear your grumblings about me~ It all reaches the wind at one point~" Ei let out a groan as Barbatos pressed his cock harder against her leg. "But, if you want, you can call me Master~ Or lord, king, god~ It all works, Ei~"

"M-m-master~! 💕" Ei was begging for Barbatos to fuck her senseless by now. Lust had completely replaced her desire for justice, partially because of her god's enticing offer for her.

With the wave of his wrist, the container of gloop from her desk reached Barbatos' hand. "Where's the other stuff~? Ate it or something~? ❤️"

"I-I... I didn't know what to do with it... It was s-so... tempting." She admitted. "I rubbed it all over myself - used it like a soap to purify myself. I drank it to bless my insides. I-I... Whatever you are... You made a drug..."

Barbatos shifted his hips and thrusted right between Ei's thighs. He teased her craving pussy, its juices glazing the rod all over. Barbatos groaned at the feeling of her tight entrance against the length of his boner. Her arousal was electrifying and it sent powerful jolts down the member and into Barbatos' core.

Speaking of cores, Ei's own core was begging for a beating. An uneasy pulse radiated from deep inside of the purple-haired woman. Her irises formed into the shape of hearts as Barbatos continued to tease her entrance. He held up the taller woman and threw her against her own desk, breasts jiggling in the air upon contact with the wooden table. Ei's head was thrown back and a loud scream came out of her shocked lips. Barbatos eyed up her cute naval and toned stomach as he pried open her legs and opened up her dripping hole.

Pre-cum was now shooting out at an unusual pace. It trickled out at the rate of a regular man's orgasm. Dripping all over Ei like a shower head's rain, her body was now glistening in both sweat and Barbatos' musky juices.

"Are you ready, Ei~?" 

"YES! DO IT!" 

Barbatos' cock entered Ei's wet tunnel like a bullet train. Its destination? Her uterus. Ei felt the massive stick slide right across her cervix and she promptly wailed in response. 

"FUCK~!" 

"Didn't your mom tell you not to swear~ Bad girl, aren't you, ehe~" Ei genuine, if not slight, smile lit up Ei's face. But, that smile quickly turned into a wanton 'O' shape as Barbatos' train had reached its station. Deep inside of Ei, she sensed that her lord's cock was doing something to her... Something strange, supernatural. "You want children? You got it~" He whispered with a little laugh.

Proper ovulation began for the first time inside of Ei for the first time in her entire life. She felt it; its sensation was very obvious. 

"AHHH! 💓" Barbatos' power surged through his cock and inside of Ei. The entirety of both their bodies lit up as he began blessing the woman with his limitless godly powers. 

Though they never intruded, both Miko and Sara could hear the debauchery happening inside of Ei's office. And they were listening intently. Panties down by their ankles, the two masturbated like hormonal teenagers as they listened on. Squelching sounds of fucking made both girls bite their lips.

Back to Ei, she was still screaming to the heavens. The fist-sized cockhead punched itself into her just like a fist. Ei shifted her hips to try and get as much in as she could handle, even more than she could handle actually. Her constitution would have to be strong to handle this massive cock lest she enter a permanent coma from the absolute pleasure. Luckily, she was Raiden Ei, heir to one of the most powerful business families in Tevyat. Chancellor to the country's most prized academic institution. She would not fall for such a little boy's meat!

No, instead she'd fight until the end. The tool altered her insides as it saw fit. It made Ei into the perfect breeding vessel. But, Ei still had the will power to retaliate against Barbatos' dominance. Sure, he was her lord, her god. But she wouldn't just be seen as a boring sheep.

So, she rolled her hips and forced her will onto the bard. Surprised, but not unwilling, Barbatos allowed Ei her little romp. With Ms. Raiden on top, she pushed Barbatos into the wall where she just was moments ago, and horizontally bounced on his enormous staff. Her hot, soused cunt grabbed his cock with an iron grip. Her instincts overpowered her and she just went with them. She pushed the cock deeper into her seething passage than any other woman had before, greatly pleasing the god. 

Though Ei was taking the lead, Barbatos still had to hold her up by the back to keep her from sliding off his lubricated pole. Not that he minded, of course. Holding this beautiful bride was a pleasure in it of itself~ Her desperate thrusts were growing more and more wild by the second and Barbatos was all for this. His lengthy shaft brought Ei greater pleasure than anything else in the world, except her sister and memories of her friendship with Miko. For Barbatos, Ei's unprotected pussy made him moan in unison with hers, a feat that not many women could claim.

Through clenched teeth, Barbatos sung his praises. "This is amazing~"

"Ughh~ You're so deep~ 💕" She said, cock drunk. With every thrust, her vagina clenched harder; not willing to let go of the rod, only for it to come back in. It was an endless cycle of squeeze and release. 

Barbatos left one hand to hold up his mate and used the other to fondle Ei's massive udders. Her jiggling jugs squeezed like foam, though they always kept a pert shape. He tugged on the nipples, causing Ei to feel a shift deep inside of her. Unknown hormones began rushing through her body as milk suddenly erupted from her tits. The delectable drink splashed out and about, covering both the lovers' bodies in its creamy whiteness. Barbatos leaned over and kissed one of the nipples, sucking the breast for its sweet nectar. Ei watched as her milk dribbled down Barbatos' cheek, cumming at the sight.

"You like watching me drink? Huh~ ❤️" Barbatos said as he pulled up before diving in for another big gulp of Raiden Milk. It tasted creamy and left a strange feeling on his tongue. Somethin akin to a mild static shock. He moaned into her tits as he drank his fill, making sure the other was attended by his free hand. 

Barbatos' balls tensed up as they filled with a massive load. Ei could feel their readiness to release inside of her and she was all for it. Even if endless sex would've been perfect, she never forgot his promise. A climax came boiling out from his oversized balls and virile semen spewed from his cock. Ei's back arched as heavy spurts of semen were shot into her newly-fertile womb. A deep moan bellowed inside the room, her body filling with a holy warmth unlike any other. Barbatos never stopped pumping into Ei as he came, making sure the entirety of his essence entered of pleading pussy and successfully bred her eggs. 

He continued shooting inside of Ei until the cum overflowed from her body, leaking all over his legs, her thighs, and the furniture of the room. He placed Ei back on the table to finish the deed, sensually thrusting in and out to let the rest of his baby batter out.

Ei's sperm-flooded pussy was greedily devouring up Barbatos' swimmers. She felt the colossal sperm forcefully enter her eggs, creating the perfect child for her. Her heart was overflowing with joy, knowing that she finally had a kid to call her own.

It felt like hours before Barbatos' geyser of cum came to a stop. Ei sighed a grateful sigh, watching Barbatos with eyes of total devotion. His bright glow was gone and his hair was done back up in braids. The majestic robes also seemingly disappeared, leaving Venti at the scene of the crime.

"Do you feel her, Ei?" Venti asked in a soft tone. No smile, no tricks. Just genuine care.

"Yes," She answered. For the first time in forever, Ei was smiling. "Thank you, master~ 💗" 

With a sudden buzz, Ei heard the AC turn on and, for the first time in forever, a cold breeze graced her body. Fortunately, Venti's warm smile (and maybe that white-hot semen inside of her) kept her heated. A soft, white glow shined from inside her stomach. The mark of Barbatos, deep inside her womb.

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Students rejoiced as the month-long heatwave had finally come to an end, just in time for spring to end. Plus, with the air conditioning magically working again, going to school no longer felt like sitting in the middle of the Desert of Hadramaveth. Unfortunately, the heat soon returned, thankfully to a lesser degree. Spring rain soon became summer heat and the end of the academic year approached.

Venti, sitting on a bench just outside of campus, was strumming his lyre. Cuddled up to him was a surprisingly large group: Sucrose, Ganyu, Mona, Tao, Collei, Lumine, Noelle, Nilou, Fischl, and Ayaka. A lot of people for such a small bench. Their eagerly roamed all over his body, humming along with his strums as they did so.

Raiden Ei had just recently reverted all her oppressive changes to the school, though most students were ultimately oblivious that there even was a change in the first place. 

"Master," Nilou started. "I think I can speak for all of us when I say we're glad to have you in our lives~"

"Yeah! I couldn't imagine a world without you!" Lumine giggled. "Though, you could have been more upfront with me, you know~"

Several of his girls murmured in agreement, their hands still on him. Venti, however, paid little mind. Not that he didn't care, he really did, but because there was something else troubling his mind.

"What's going to happen during summer break?" He asked through pursed lips. People had places they needed to be. With everyone so far apart, Venti felt a pang at his heart. 

Then, sprinting out to the bench was Barbara. Dressed in sandals, a steamboat beret, and a cute, white beach dress, she skipped towards the crowd with something waving in her hands.

"Girls," She shouted from afar, slowly approaching. When she reached the bench, she dropped her hands to her knees and panted. She held out her hand and showed the crowd what she was holding: tickets. "I, pant, got us tickets to a little place called the Golden Apple Archipelago!"

Several girls shouted out in shock. "B-but how?!" Ayaka asked, hands to her cheeks. "Isn't that island super exclusive? I heard celebrities went there to party. Not really a place for students..."

"Yes and no. Jean and I were able to secure these with the help of my awesome idol-ness!" Barbara exclaimed. "Well, that's a half truth. These aren't tickets to the Golden Apple Archipelago you're thinking of. They lead to more of a coastal part yet to be fully mapped out. They're technically supposed to be used for research purposes, but that can just be a little side project~ The project is partially supported by the church, so I got some tickets for 'endorsement' reasons."

"Research? What kind?" Sucrose piped up, but Barbara brushed her off.

"I meant that we get this secluded island to ourselves! Won't that be great?" Barbara looked Venti dead in the eye. "Won't it, master~?"

Venti's concern softened into a smile. "If everyone else is fine with going... I don't see why not~" His soft smile became a full-on grin. "How many tickets do you have exactly?"

The girls chanted in glee at Venti's acceptance. 

"I can secure more. All that matters is who are we inviting~?"

"Everyone~" He replied. "Even teachers can come if they want~"

Barbara cutely beamed. "Thank you, master."

"For what?" Venti asked with a strum of his instrument.

"For doing as I asked."

"If you think I'm done, just wait until school starts back up~ ❤️" He snickered with a wink. That tricky smile. It sent a shiver of pleasure down Barbara's spine. She couldn't wait. For summer, for next year. For whatever was coming next.

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Summer: a time to relax, to destress, to prepare for the upcoming year. No more tests, no more projects, just open road of relaxation.

For Venti, only the first two points mattered.

"MASTER!" Lumine shouted out, her body unable to contain her wild emotions. 

Pressed against the bed of her forever lover, Lumine's beautiful nude form looked more like a crumpled sheet of a discarded candy wrapper. She was splayed out, her body spasming and twitching at every plunge.

The plunger in question pumped in and out vigorously. His only goal was to clog his lover; to fill her up like a stuffed donut.

Venti pulled back only to spear deeper into Lumine's tight cunt. Her pussy was basically begging to be abused, sucking his cock back in the nanosecond it left.

"IT'S SO BIG~!" she cried again. Though she was stating the obvious, Venti always appreciated some more affirmation. "HNNG~!"

"You're moan going to give yourself a sore throat from all this shouting," Venti laughed, pulling himself closer to Lumine's luscious body. His hand trailed up her plump rear, across the valley of her back, and into the forest of blonde hair that mesmerized every other boy in her year. He played with her cute feather trinket, his other hand grabbing ahold of her bubble butt and enjoying the feeling of its doughy texture.

"Master's cock never feels smaller, doesn't it?" Another girl, sat right across the fairly large bed, giggled. Her white lingerie sparkled in the sunlight, dirty blonde twintails trailing down her fair skin.

Barbara crawled over from across the bed, stroking the back of her hand against Lumine's sweating cheek.

"What a good slut," she whispered into her ear, causing Lumine to loudly moan once more.

"Stop teasing her~" Venti smiled. "She's already got enough on her mind~"

"You're right, master~" Barbara leaned in for a kiss, locking lips with her lord. They interchanged a loving kiss. At this point, a ritual. Their tongues danced a practiced routine as they moaned into each other's mouthes.

Barbara parted, a pout on her soft lips. Her hands held together in a prayer, she cutely stared at Venti, desperate for her turn.

"Don't worry, Barbara~" Venti said. "Lumy's almost done her third load."

With a grunt, Venti pulled away from his first and returned his focus back on Lumine. His pumping became more feral as he felt his third orgasm approaching. Lumine could feel it too. The incoming climax that'll bring her to her finale.

"MASTER! ❤️" 

"Get ready~!"

Venti's fat balls churned like a factory. Globs of thick semen surged right out and through his huge cock. Ropes of thick sauce blasted deep into Lumine's aching pussy, welcomed like honoured guests.

Lumine hummed in great pleasure as she accepted her master's gift. Her womb overflowed with cum, spurting right out across her thighs and the poor bed sheets. Venti had to pull out halfway through, spraying the rest of his heavy load across Lumine's smooth back. Thick droplets of cum dripped down from the faucet of life and smeared themselves all over Lumine's ass.

"I'd love to take a bite out of that pastry ❤️," Barbara giggled, taking an especially long look at Lumine's dual glazed buns.

In fact, it looked like she was going to indulge. The Deaconess leaned in and nibbled at Lumine's ass, licking up all her sweat and Venti's semen. Her hot breath caused Lumine to squirm.

Barbara moaned as she tasted her master's batter. How could one man's treasure be this salty, this bitter, this rancid, yet be so sweet? So fruity? So addictive. 

"You should open a restaurant~" Barbara panted with a full mouth.

Venti's semi-flaccid cock continued to rhythmically drip. He took in the sight of his first lover. His most loyal follower. 

Since he first met her, Barbara had really grown. Once a shy, somewhat nervous girl had now become this domineering force. A woman who commanded authority amongst her peers. Her body had grown as well. Her budding breasts had bloomed and she had grown a bit in height to match her new confidence. Her fashionable twin tails looked as stunning as ever.

Still, no matter how she looked, she was always going to be perfect to Venti.

Venti leaped across the bed and tackled Barbara into another kiss. The taste of his masculine musk still in her mouth. His penis jumped right back to its massive mast as they rubbed skin. It instinctively found its entrance and harshly prodded against Barbara's sealed off pussy.

She moaned, her white panties translucent from all the juices leaking out. She really wished she hadn't worn any at all today. Any more stalling was going to give her a heart attack.

Venti's finger hooked at her underwear and brought it just low enough so he could slam right into Barbara. She screamed on impact, letting out a cry that made Lumine's sound like a mewl.

Speaking of Lumine, the girl had just gotten up from her dazed position, watching lovingly at the two lovers making love.

She spread her pussy lips and watched globs of thick cum leaking out, shivering. One day, Venti would pull the trigger and impregnate her with his kin. She would await that day with open arms.

For now, she brushed back her sticky hair and glued her eyes against Venti's large rod spearing into Barbara swollen lips.

"Fuck her up, master!"

Venti winked right back at Lumine. It was just what he was intending to do.

Continuing his rapid thrusting, Barbara became a victim to success. The immense pleasure was unbearable. It could never be gotten used to. She hugged tightly against her master, her breasts bursting out from her sexy lingerie and against Venti's twinkish chest.

Like she had said earlier, no matter how many times you let master in, he would always feel bigger the next time. The theory held true right now as well. Barbara couldn't believe that his fat cock could even fit into her small body. But, as if Barbatos himself commanded it, it did.

And oh did it fit well.

Barbara's pussy was like a keyhole accepting a key. No other tool could satisfy her, much less another man's penis. Venti's dick morphed the vagina of any woman it entered. It sealed them to himself. The master of her domain.

The veiny beast forever shaped how Barbara viewed life. It was both her ruiner and her saviour. She was eternally grateful.

With the philosophy out of the way, Barbara returned to her crazy moaning. Even as he pulled back, Barbara could only scream out in pleasure. Her tight clamp gripped at his foreskin and massaged his bulbous head.

Bursts of pre-cum were spat out, mimicking the real deal. Her womb was in a state of sensory overload as it prepared itself for his unfertalized explosion.

Lumine watched on for minutes, squeezing her own fingers into her plugged cunt. She rubbed the cum against her walls, moaning as she felt its thickness seeping into her, becoming part of her. The warm cum against her back and rear felt like a warm blanket hugging her.

Having Venti's gift be absorbed into your body was a deep reward. One that every woman in his harem should strive to have on the daily.

Being unable to tend to his girls everyday, Venti had to resort to gifting them large batches of semen if they requested so. Of course, it wasn't as good as the fresh stuff, but it held them over until Venti could visit them next time.

Venti never encouraged addiction, but so long as they proved themselves to be worthy, he would tend to to needs of his subjects.

Lumine rubbed the spunk deeper into her ass and back, thinking about how luminescent her skin would be by tomorrow. She wondered how many boys would fall over for a glimpse of she wore a bikini to the beach. One that Venti had selectively chosen for her of course.

She moaned at the memory of their first hook-up back during the spring. What a time.

Back to Barbara, well, it was mostly more of the same. Barbara mouth was permanently agape as noise endlessly exited her throat. The two lovers hugged as tightly as they could while still giving ample room for the boy to thrust. 

Venti toyed with Barbara's plump ass and tits. He tweaked her nipples, causing her to explode in ecstasy. A hand crawled itself across her full thighs and pinched at the skin. Barbara loved it when her master played with her like the toy she was.

The throbbing of his cock quickened as more sperm started generating. Soon, Barbara would be shot full of her dose of holiness.

They cried in unison. Their love intertwining as both gave way to their own climaxes. Venti's snow white cream flooded into Barbara's entrance. As with Lumine, Barbara's hole overflowed, spewing excess spunk everywhere.

Lumine had reached her own climax. She moaned heartily as she watched the other two finish. Her eyes bulged out of her skull watching the tremendous waterfall of cum lobbing out of Barbara.

"So hot~ ❤️" Barbara moaned. The warm magma spilled out all over the sheets. It was a shame to waste such fresh cream, but she didn't have to strength to do anything about it.

Barbara slumped over. The evening's affairs proved too tiring for the young girl. Her white lingerie looked more like a mummy's wrapping after that long session of fucking.

The three settled down, snuggling tight together in the ruined bed. Venti ran his fingers through both their heads, enjoying the feeling of their soft hair. Lumine ran her hands up and down Venti's leg, taking extra care of his balls and gently holding the hefty package whenever her palm passed by. Her large breasts, squeezing right up against Venti's back, served as pillows for her lord. Barbara, meanwhile, caressed her master's face.

With a finger on his lip, she smiled at him softly.

"This'll be a great summer," she hummed. Lumine could be heard quietly agreeing.

Venti locked eyes with her, bringing out his own grin. 

"It's shaping up to be great, isn't it?" he said, looking between his two loyal girlfriends. The two wrapped their arms around their master, hugging him tightly.

Venti couldn't help but laugh.