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Chapter 10 by EfonSanguinbull EfonSanguinbull

How do I react?

133. Take a walk in Azami's gardens.

Gluttony/Jealousy Chapter 3: The best drinking game ever.

"You sure Azami won't get mad?" Yuki says suspiciously.

"Naw," I said confidently. The old Azami would haze, but something told me I'd made a connection with her. A real understanding between us that had broken through her icy barriers. "Milady?" I said offering her my elbow. Yuki took it, wrapping her limb with mine, and then I escorted her to the large private gardens where the Takahashi matron spent all her time.

We must have spent an hour just walking around, enjoying the sunset in the beautiful gardens. Azami sure did a lot of work back here and the decadent elegance of her well-maintained gardens was the proof. While I toiled in the dirt for food and survival, she did it for the simple pleasure of growing something beautiful and she actually did a very good job at it. Somehow I’d never really understood that about her until now. She enjoyed making beauty in the world and had succeeded in spades.

"Oh, it’s so lovely!" Yuki sighed and gripped my arm tight.

"Yes, it is," said another unhappy voice from behind us. Twirling around we were face to face with Azami, who apparently had also come out for a walk.

Thinking quickly I asked, "How’s your hand?" as I reached to look at her still bandaged palm, making sure it still was well and secure.

"Much better, thank you," she said smiling. "But don’t take me for a fool. I know why you are really here."

"Oh… uh…" I stuttered unable to confess what my true intent had been. Of course, I was thinking this was the perfect place to seduce Yuki, but I only gulped dreading what Azami would say next as if she could read my face like an open book.

"You came to cheer me up on my birthday!" she said happily and then hooked my free arm in hers and hauled both of us into her home.

"It’s your birthday?" Yuki said as confused as I was.

"Well, yesterday really…" Azami groaned, "But that’s fine." Then she plopped us down in her living room and pulled out a bottle of sake and three glasses. "Now my daughter is asleep already, so we'll have to keep from getting too loud, but what kind of a game should we play?" she asked.

"Game?" I said worriedly. I’d never seen Azami so friendly or so childlike. She was always saying games were for children and telling me to grow up. This made her behavior most uncharacteristic of her.

"Yeah, you can’t drink for the sake of drinking alone," she explained. Clearly, she knew about the drunken nature of my father who only lived to find the end of the next bottle, but maybe this was her way of just excusing a little indiscretion. "Oh! I know!" Then she rummaged around and took out three sets of ivory chopsticks, each one is customized with a different engraving. "This game is called Osama, or the King." She then set aside one of each chopstick back in the case from which she took them leaving just the three. "This one will be the Osama," she said holding up one with the symbol for prosperity. "This one will be the Judge," she indicated with the stick engraved with the symbol for wisdom. "And this one will be the ****," she completed by showing the last stick that bore the symbol for humility.

"Now, playing is easy," she explained taking the three sticks in hand and mixing them up while holding the engraved ends hidden in her hand, but otherwise they were all completely identical. "The Osama gives an order to the **** who must complete it to the Judge’s satisfaction or they must take a drink, but if they do it then everyone else has to drink. Then the judge will hold the sticks for the next round and let the current **** take the first pick at their new fate."

"Sounds like fun!" Yuki said eagerly grabbing a stick and looking at it. "Aww… I got the ****," she sighed.

I’d been reticent about this to start with, but the idea of getting Yuki to do what I wanted was appealing so I grabbed a stick, but sadly only got the judge job. "Ha! I get to be the queen of Yuki. Now… what should I make her do?" she pondered aloud. "I know. Show Kenji your tits!"

"What?" she exclaimed. "No way!"

"Then you must drink," Azami said pouring her glass full. She bit her lip and then took the glass and swallowed its contents quickly, twitching as she felt it burn down her throat. "Alright, next?" she smiled handing me her stick. I picked up Yuki’s and mixed them up before holding them out to Yuki.

"O-Sa-Ma!" she cheered at her pull.

Azami picked one of the two remaining and read it, "Judge." That meant I was the **** this time.

"Hmmm…" Yuki looked at me in contemplation. "Kenji, I want you to kiss my toes," she requested and extended her barefoot at me and wiggled her little digits. I looked at her cute bare feet and couldn’t complain about that. I leaned down on my hands and knees and let my lips tap her big toe and began to sit back up.

"Not good enough!" Azami bellowed taking her role as the judge seriously. "She said ‘toes' not ‘toe’. You must kiss each and every toe."

"Okay…" I said with a groan and planted four more sweet chaste kisses on each little bony toe, causing her to erupt in a fit of giggles. She was squirming with laughter by the time I finished giving her other foot five more. Azami was satisfied and took her drink, and waited for Yuki to catch her breath before she took another as well.

Azami held out the sticks and I groaned as I got **** again. Yuki drew the judge, so Azami looked at me and ordered, "Get naked ****, and you must stay undressed until the sun rises again." I don't even consider doing it, reaching for my drink and chugging it back quickly, the sting of the **** biting the back of my throat. "Awww..." she playfully pouted and then gave her stick to Yuki for the next draw.

Wouldn't you know it, I got **** again, but at least Yuki was the Osama this time. Even with having only a few drinks she was clearly already getting drunk. "What she said!" she cheered. "Nakie time Kenji!"

"No way!" I protested. I was about to just quit, but Azami offered a suggestion.

"Maybe Kenji would be happier if you just ordered that everyone get naked," she told Yuki.

"But she can't order you to do anything!" I countered, even though I was excited at the possibility of both of these women getting undressed for me.

She just grinned, undaunted by my rules lawyering, "But she can order you to strip everyone in the room."

"Yeah! Do that!" Yuki laughed and that was that. With the order allowing me to divest both of them from their clothes, I was too excited to refuse, even if I had to expose myself to do it.

"Fine, then I’ll start with you!" I said aggressively to try and threaten Azami, but she just stood up and held her arms out to make it easy for me, though her eyes were clearly daring me thinking I would wimp out. I gulped down my doubts and grabbed at the belt of her kimono, pulling it open and revealing her heavy tits barely being constrained by her bra that was big enough to haul coconuts with. She turned around and let me ease the kimono all the way off to see her matching thong panties that were wedged in so tight in her fat ass crack that I couldn’t see the crotch connect to the waistband.

I must have gotten lost in starring because Azami spun around, putting her hands on her hips, "I’m not going to stand about all day."

"Right," I responded trying to regain my cool and grabbed at her waistband of the panties, and pulled them down. I tried to ignore her naked crotch as if it was no big deal, focusing on her feet stepping out of them, then quickly stood up behind her again and unclasped her bra. Once it was loose, it practically fell off. Then she stood there, utterly naked, her breasts sagging heavily down her chest. She was clearly aged, and must have really been a knockout in her youth, but was still sexy as hell.

"No time for slacking off," she said sitting back down at the table. I must have been dumbstruck as she pointed over to Yuki and I realized I still had to strip her too.

Yuki was more than a little loopy from her drinks which seemed to hit her harder than either one of us. She just smiled as I came to kneel down next to her and nervously tried to unbutton her pretty pink dress. She just snorted in laughter as my hands wiggled down the seam at the center of her chest as one by one it opened up to expose her own beautiful body. Unlike our drinking companion, she had very small breasts, not much larger than small apples, but still, in her tight bra, they still looked sexy.

With the last button popped open the pink dress peeled open leaving her just in her cute underwear. I reached for the snap which was in the front of her small bra, but she grabbed my hands and pulled them to palm her two small tits instead. "They still feel nice right?" she asked.

"Uh… yeah," I said nervously.

"I mean, sure, they aren’t huge, but Shinji seemed to like them," she added as she let me go to open up her top and expose her tiny pert tits.

"So you let Shinji see your tits?" I asked nervously reaching for her panties.

"Oh, he did much more than that!" Yuki laughed, almost not realizing I was stripping her of her last stitch of clothing. With her still sitting it took longer, moving each leg one at a time to completely remove it while she just let me. It was more like a parent preparing a child for bed as Yuki just moved in my direction.

Then Azami said, getting frustrated. "Too slow. Drink!" she said forcing a shot into my hand.

"What? I’m doing it!" I complained.

"You undressed them but not yourself, and you did it too slow," Azami said knocking back her own drink quickly. "I’m the judge and what I say goes." Then seeing that I was about to argue further she said, "Besides, don’t you think Yuki’s had enough? You wouldn’t want to **** her to do another would you?"

Looking at the younger pink-haired girl who was still sitting at the table, now naked with her big eyes happily looking at me, but almost through me and I wondered if she even knew if she what she was doing right now. Without answering I sloshed back my drink and felt it burn its way down into my stomach. "That a boy," Azami congratulated me and then began working on taking off my clothes.

She got my shirt off easily enough, but then as she knelt before me as my pants fell down around my ankles I said, "Wait, didn’t I fail that one already?"

"Silly boy," she chuckled. "Don’t you know that drinking games are only used for getting everyone ready for sex? And I think we're all good and ready now." Then her mouth was too busy sucking my excited cock and it felt too good for me to even think about answering her. I wish I could more accurately remember how great it felt, but my own brain had gotten pretty muddled with the booze as Yuki’s had.

"Hey," Yuki asked after a few minutes of watching, still sounding more than a bit drunk. "Wha' are ya doin' with my boyfriend?"

When did I become her boyfriend I wondered, but didn‘t get a chance to answer. "We ran out of Saki, so decided the winner is the first to drink Kenji’s load," Azami said as if it was true, and I throbbed in her hand as she squeezed my cock while she spoke.

"Awesome!" Yuki cheered and just crawled over to join Azami at my feet, both of them now going to town licking, sucking, tugging at every inch of my cock and balls. Oh fuck, how did I get so lucky?

Then while Yuki had my balls in her mouth Azami pulled off and asked. "Are you going to cum soon?"

"Yeah," I groaned only now realizing I was so close.

Then Azami frustratingly pulled Yuki away from me. "Good. Then it’s time for the final challenge," Azami said and straddled Yuki on the table. "Whose pussy gets to drink your spunky load?" She looked like she would be the one fucking Yuki with the young girl’s legs spread out open by her arms making her ass come up and making their pussies grind together seductively. How could any man resist just jamming their stick right in?

I started shoving right in, unsure whose cunt I had gotten into until it tipped down and Yuki groaned out her pleasure. "My turn!" Azami demanded after I gave Yuki a few thrusts. Then I pulled back just enough to slide out and up a little to pierce Azami’s eager snatch as well. After that I Yuki was begging for more so I returned to her juicy cunt, and continued to switch back and forth as I became desperately close to losing my load more than a few times.

Fucking them both felt just so good that I hated pulling out and somewhere along the line I just couldn’t resist both of them. After a few mind-numbingly pleasant moments they gave up their demands on whose turn it was and I just drove on into whichever cunt I was in and exploded. They both cried out together and I almost passed out from the glorious feeling of cunt clenching around me and drinking up my spooge. I deposited my seemingly endless load as my balls pumped furiously and I was in heaven.

Then my eyes played a weird trick on me. I could have sworn for a moment that I saw that strange monk out of the corner of my eye. It must have been the ****, but suddenly everything was weird and different. Thought I was too busy panting all over Azami’s back to say anything, or even think clearly as the last dribbles of my cum jerked out into the lucky winner of my sperm.

Then Azami chuckled and kissed Yuki’s pointed nose as she just gasped for air. "Too bad Deary. Looks like I stole your boyfriend’s lust away from you."

"What?" Yuki asked confused and I felt her cunt squeeze me tight, popping me out. "No I won," she responded confused.

"Huh?" Azami said and then her cunt squeezed and I popped out of her as well. Just as confused as both of them I pulled back and looked down in amazement to see I now had two fully formed penises, though both were now only half hard and both of them were leaking white beads of semen to the floor.

I was just standing there amazed more than anything else, but Azami utterly freaked out. "Where the hell did that come from?!?" she screamed at me like I’d been hiding it from her the whole time, though she’d been covering my original single cock in kisses and her cunt only a few minutes ago.

"Wow, cool!" was all Yuki said as she sat up and gently reached out to fondle my new pair of dongs. They both felt good and tingly, one set right atop of the other so that I could mate with both of them properly at the time, but I didn’t have a clue how or why this had happened. It was like magic!

"Get out!" Azami screeched and threw my clothes at me. "Oni! Demon! Monster!" she cried, clearly disturbed and fearful. I didn’t know what to do and just grabbed my close and fled, only dressing once I was out of her home in the pale light of the moon as night had already set in.

I was just adjusting my pants, trying to figure out the best way to comfortably accommodate the new meat in my drawers when Yuki came out, dressed, but clearly just in her dress as she still held her bra and panties. "Hey, Kenji," she said just as friendly as always as if nothing had changed. "So, tha' was pretty wild huh?"

"Yeah," I said, my head aching a little as the buzz I had was starting to wear off. I wanted to explain everything to her, but I had nothing. At this point, I was just hoping she wouldn’t hate me.

"So…" she said in transition, but then paused.

"So…" I repeated and just stood there having no clue what to say now.

"Wanna come back to my place?" she then asked while just looking at my feet.

"You…" I said boggled. "You aren’t… totally freaked out by…" I asked and just kind of pointed at my crotch.

"No way! Tha' was super hot!" she said excitedly. I smiled at her enthusiasm and she smiled back. It felt weird knowing that we’d already had sex and were so awkward now, but the strangeness of suddenly growing a second dick definitely trumped that. Before I knew it we were kissing again and then was hand in hand with me as we scurried excitedly back to her home.

"How soon do ya' think ya' can…" she giggly whispered to me. I was already feeling my balls stir and swelling in my pants, so I pressed her hand that I was holding to my crotch where she clearly felt it. "Oh my!" she laughed, then bite her lip for a moment before saying even quieter, "This time… I wan' one in one in my pussy and the other can go up my ass."

My cocks throbbed and grew, clearly as eager for that as well. "I think I can make that happen," I grinned looking forward to defiling my new girlfriend in ways neither of us ever imagined possible.

Six months later....

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