A Month Passes...

Tsukune's eyes cracked open, blinking away the blurriness before focusing on the buzzing of alarm on his watch. He quickly switched it off before it disturbed anyone. Then he sat up and stretched before rubbing his lower back a bit. The pad Kurumu had acquired for him was quite a bit more comfortable than the make-shift arrangement he had been getting by with but it still wasn't anything on his bed back home. Still, he really appreciated his...well,
girlfriend's thoughtfulness and care.

From the foot of Master's bed, he glanced over at the unoccupied one on the other side of the room. Technically, that was Zega's but he didn't really see why he couldn't use it. She barely ever slept anywhere other than the mass of tangled well-fucked bodies on Master's bed. Well, he knew why. His brawny senior would kick his ass (Well, more and more painfully than she already head).

He sighed and got to his feet, still naked from the night before. Man, he couldn't believe it had been a month already since he came to Yokai Academy.

A lot had changed and it wasn't just his sleeping arrangements.

He wasn't his own person anymore and you would think that would be this completely awful thing but....well it kind of had its benefits. Like, his life before coming here had been just so unremarkable and maybe even boring.

Now... now he was living in this fantastical world and he had magical powers! And he was no longer a virgin! He had this incredible, beautiful, amazing girlfriend who was totally in love with him for some reason. And sure, he had to share her with his master but that was... just fine. BETTER than fine actually. Master was basically the quintessential protagonist from one of Tsukune's favorite H-mangas. A handsome confident powerful guy who could have any girl he wanted, whenever and wherever he wanted.

And Master did.... have women whenever he desired which was... often to say the least. Tsukune's morning wood twitched as countless images of his Master shamelessly fucking his harem of ****-girls invaded his mind. Master was an intense guy, focused on his inscrutable goals and harshly ordering the lives of his slaves to meet them. But when he wasn't studying and training, he spent his free time in debauchery, sating his immense lusts, fucking the ever loving hell out of every girl in his chambers.

It was a... unique experience to say the least, being made to watch and even participate in some of those acts. He'd had more sex in the last few weeks than he'd ever really imagined having before coming to Yokai Academy!

He honestly couldn't remember ever being this happy before.

Tsukune stood up and stretched, feeling the aches from yesterday's sparring lesson with Zega still present. She had beaten the hell out him yesterday and that was AFTER the exercise-maniac's insane weight-lifting regimen. He took a step and stumbled as his ferociously defeated leg muscles protested. He whimpered and steadied himself by grasping the end of Master's bed.

And here he'd thought becoming a Warlock would satisfy his master's demands for him at least for a little bit.

Nope.

Now if he wanted to avoid the ever threatened fate of being sent to Master's family in some dark dimension, he needed to get swole. It seemed that Master fully expected him to weight-lift enough to become 'Peak Human' in strength (whatever that meant) and also apparently roughly the size of a barge.

He looked down at his bare, scrawny chest and sighed.

Then he refocused on his duties. As Master's body-servant, it was his job to take care of all the drudgery that was beneath the Noble Elf. Before getting started on that he turned his gaze to the intensely erotic display of his nude master lying on his back with every one of his similarly naked female-slaves draped across his dark muscular body. His chiseled muscles relaxed in deep sleep. His handsome face was at rest, free of the usual sneer or stony-expression that he wore. His own morning wood, towering and impressive. It amazed Tsukune how such a huge member could stand so effortlessly without a single bone, thanks to the blood it contained.

What an absolute monster.

Moka's head was laying on his chest, her long pink hair cascading down her back. She snored quietly, and he could see the steady rising and falling of her chest. One beautiful tear-drop tittie laying out atop Master's abdomen. A thin string of drool leaked from her lips, falling down onto his skin. She wore a contented smile on her face.

Zega was opposite her, head on his shoulder, her own lips parted as she snored softly. She snuffled in her sleep and pressed herself a little more firmly against his body, one of her own enormous breasts lying splayed out like a beached whale atop his sculpted pectoral muscle.

Misty was in her tiny fairy form and she had a peaceful happy expression on her face as she reclined in the crevice between Master's big testicles, each one like a bean-bag chair to the diminutive monster-girl.

Kurumu was straddling, Master's right leg, the awkward positioning with her beautiful butt in the air, a testament to how vigorous and exhausting their carnal activities had been.

He eyed his Master's cream, still thick and evident hours later, smeared across her loins and inner-thighs. A pulse of arousal at the sight had his hand moving to his prick to pump it gently. His eyes roamed the exquisite forms of the rest of the girls and found similar evidence of Master's virility leaking from their battered and well-satisfied slits.

That was still really weird to think about. His idolized master was a shameless womanizer who had to have sex several times a day or he got grumpy. It was weird but, if anything, it increased his own sex drive. The older guy's raw masculine sexual aura was so powerful, it made everyone around him horny as fuck and Tsukune loved every moment of it.

Now he had a decision to make. Master expected to be woken each and every morning with a blow-job and it was Tsukune's task to wake the lucky girl. This was something of a difficult dilemma because given his place on the bottom of the totem-pole of the **** hierarchy, each of the others had convincing arguments as to why he should pick them.

Moka's argument was that she was the most intimate with Master, so it was only right that she should be the one to wake him. Misty didn't have an argument, just so much as a promise that she'd lay off him and make it well more than worth his while. Kurumu, of course, didn't ask him even though he knew she'd love to suck Master's immense prick. In the end, Zega was in the best position to extract a concession. At the moment, she was his harsh mistress tasked by Master to work his poor body to **** in order to grow strong. Any small rest and ease he could obtain was to be cherished.

He touched both her shoulder and her well-rounded naked hip, squeezing and shaking her slightly as he spoke softly, "Zega... Zega... wake up. It's time for Master's wake-up blow job. Zega...Zega..."

She stirred and let out a cute yawn before turning to face him, her saffron eyes piercing his lightly as she gazed into them from her superior position. She ran a hand through her frizzy brown hair in a cute display of post-sleep confusion.

"Wha... Master?" she asked, blinking innocently with an adorably girlish tone to her voice.

Tsukune waved his hand and directed her attention

"Zega... he wants your mouth on his dick."

She blinked owlishly before her eyes dilated pointedly as they fell on Master's massive shaft. Her tongue slid out to lick her lips before her upper teeth sank into her plush lower lip. She made a lewd sucking noise of desire before she looked at Tsukune with appreciation.

"Emm... Thanks, little bro. You want, you can jerk that little pea-shooter off on my butt while I take care of master."

As arousing as that thought was, Tsukune would have liked to have passed. He wanted to save up his vigor for Kurumu. However, he'd learned enough about Zega's personality to know that she'd treat his refusal like an insult and make his life so much worse. So instead, he said, "Oh thank you, Zega! Once I finish getting Master's clothes ready, I'll fap all over your perfect glutes!" Complimenting Zega's muscular physique was always worth it in his experience.

She gave him a fierce grin and bolted up, huge tits jiggling and rolling wildly atop her chest. She pounced on Master's gigantic flesh-spear, her mouth latched around his fat fist-sized glans as she purred with desire. Her voluptuous lips pumped up and down as her hands slathered themselves around his cock.

"Mmh! Mmh! Mmh!" she moaned.

Master grunted in approval, as he woke and laid a hand on the back of her head, pushing her further down his dick. She didn't **** or gag as his massive cockhead rammed down her gullet, the tip disappearing behind her bulging cheeks. He let out a groan as she kept going, slurping and sucking on his meat stick as it descended down her eager throat.

Lord...

With an epic exertion of will, Tsukune tore himself away from the arresting view and went about his duties.