Arue, Chris, Yunyun

Arue Story (Get Into Writing)

The Crimson Demon village. Specifically, the great writer Arue’s bedroom. Birthplace of some of the greatest works of literature in Axel. She was a proud woman, but always strived to tell another story.

Be it the next great action adventure title of a single man that could slay a thousand men and remain standing, or the comedy tale of a female brawler’s first attempts at magic. No genre or idea was off the table. Though, even she would admit, her tastes had recently swung into using these tropes and stories to live out her erotic side.

Perhaps it was just a sign of her growth. Perhaps it was just the way the market demanded her writing prowess to tell erotica. Or maybe the baby in her belly was causing pheromones to drive her wild (though she did not fully realise she was pregnant yet).

No matter the cause, Arue felt no she had no qualms in pursuing writing that titillated her cunt. If anything, she felt she wasn’t going far enough to perfect her sensual writing style yet.

Striving for that is perhaps why she sought out a particular magic item that she’d heard of long ago. An item now in her possession, thanks to some exchanged cash to some lovely thief types.

The Orb of Empathetic Writing glowed on her desk. Indigo in hue and swirling in texture, the sphere pulsated ever so gently back and forth atop the small pillow she’d placed it on. The item was said to cause whoever wrote near it to feel the same emotions that their written subject was feeling. It was to help the writer become one with their protagonist, to feel their joy, sadness, betrayal, rage, anxiety, anything. Arue always felt it beneath her ability to rely on such tricks. Besides, reports of it causing the writer to avoid killing off characters out of fear seemed like more of a hindrance than a boon.

Arue thought little about the worries of others. She just assumed this would help her with writing porn.

“Hmm, now where was I…?” She hummed, tapping her quill while skimming the sentences she’d written yesterday, “Ah yes. The promotional piece that Saikomiko asked me to write about her Kazuma themed dungeon. A prince and a princess from warring kingdoms get trapped in a magic room that forces one of them to orgasm thirty times before it opens again. Who do they decide will pay the price? And how will they feel about each other after it’s over?”

She smiled at her own work, then mentally prepared to pick up where she’d left off.

Dreadvan Thanarune slammed his hands against the door once more. Splinters dug into his battleworn fist, yet the wood did not yield a single inch. Arue ignored the slight discomfort she felt on her non-writing hand and continued. “DAMMIT” Dreadvan bellowed into his muscular chest, head hung low in pure shame, “My men are dying out there, yet I am stuck here like a plebian worm because of thine incompetence!"

“Lashing out at me will get us nowhere, fool,” retorted Zalgari Dreamthorn, stripping down her royal gown.

“W-what are you playing at…?”

“I will not allow my pride forgo doing what is right,” She replied, slowing down her derobing to stare into her own past, “...not again.” Steeling her resolve, Princess Zalgari continued to undo belt after belt. Her battle robes falling onto the bed she knelt on, until only her underwear remained. “If I must debase myself to be free, then I shall strip a thousand times. Even in front of you.” She placed her rear on the bed and spread her legs ever so gently.

“Wait!” snapped Dreadvan, prepared for so many outcomes but surprised by his opponent. “I’ll do it. I’ll… orgasm the amount.”

Zalgari couldn’t help but smirk, giving a lowered eyebrow to the blushing boy, “Why, Dreadvan. It almost seems like the barbarian prince is attempting to grant me a favour.”

“Do not treat me like one of your prissy knights, woman.” He snarled, ripping at his own clothes in a fit of stubborn anger, “I just… have the tool more suited to the task is all. And would prefer to leave here before we die of old age.”

“Ha! You clearly know nothing about women.”

“What was that?”

Zalgari shook her head in a mocking way, blonde hair cascading down her shoulders following her motions, “You whine about the time it’ll take me, but can you really afford to sleep thirty times to rest your tired worm?”

“I am a warrior! Blessed by the warrior God, Danglor! The stamina I possess would send pleasure through your bones that your family would feel for generations to come!”

“...”

A single pause was all it took to completely change the room’s atmosphere. The look that Zalgari gave him wove a thousand word tale he was woefully unprepared for.

Suddenly, they were not royalty anymore. A naked man and a naked woman was all that remained.

Dreadvan was a shorter king than most. His barbarian nature undercut by his lack of muscles and body hair, yet he’d always been a proud man that fought hard for those around him. Only the shaggy brown mess atop his head truly still spoke of his people’s ways, that and the absurd genetic length currently aiming at Zalgari. She herself looked far more muscular than most of her knights, able to fight on the front lines as a true warrior. It was why so many admired her, with her chest as large as her heart and then some helping too.

They were kneeling on the bed facing each other. Electric sparks flying between them as their desires seeped into the space that remained, demanding they bridge that gap.

“Prove it.”

Dreadvan needed no second invitation. Lunging forward like a panther, he wrapped his warrior hands onto her hips, latching his mouth onto her firm bosom-

“Oh!”

Arue gasped.

She… she’d felt it!

Phantom hands held upon her hips, and Dreadvan’s ghostly mouth still suckled on her tit under her clothes. Arue clamped at her chest, trying to see if she could physically catch the feeling, but to no avail.

“So that’s what it meant…” Arue mumbled, only now truly believing in the power of the artefact. With her curiosity piqued, Arue continued on…

Dreadvan’s tongue motions were fierce, like the warrior he’d been grown to be, lapping hard enough to send ripples up royal breast. Arue could feel the same ripple travel up her left bosom and it made her gasp. But the strategist his nature truly held was analysing her, his fingers rising atop Zalgari’s hips to study her curves. Committing her soft skin to memory as his digits took ahold of the idyllic cleavage makers that so many desired.

Arue probably would have frowned at writing the phrase ‘cleavage makers’ for tits, if her focus wasn’t being torn so fiercely. The feelings of this fictional warrior’s **** solely on her breasts was making the writer heat up, a sweat dripping down her neck as she thirsted for more.

“I-impressive… but I won’t be able to orgasm if you focus only on my chest,” said Zalgari. A moan escaped her lips as he slobbered his long tongue on her right breast, and pinched the left, “Th-though you’re c-certainly ah!~ allowed to t-try…”

He may have been shorter than the blonde princess, but Dreadvan did not let that deter his desires. Fingers moving down from her chest to trace along her muscular abdomen, until their search dipped into moist depths.

A shudder ran up Arue’s spine when she felt something run across the top of her panties.

For all his barbarian bluster, Dreadvan was surprisingly gentle. Respecting her body while still hungrily revelling in it. A taste of delicate flowers dancing on his tongue the more he licked her vast chest. Bizarrely, Arue tasted the faint flowery soap that Zalgari had soaked in too. It wasn’t as prevalent as Zalgari’s feelings, but she was still writing Dreadvan too… Zalgari had let him take the lead, but she was not a princess that let others do everything. Her own fingers that had been encouragingly exploring his scarred back now began searching lower depths of Dreadvan. Taking firm hold of that thick member at the same point a finger penetrated her soaked slit.

“Ohh…” Arue moaned, suddenly clamping at her crotch from the feeling of a thick finger spreading apart her labia. All while she also felt the ghostly heat of both Dreadvan’s cock and Zalgari’s cunt on her fingertips. Shudders rippled over her body. This was the hardest her heart had ever thundered in her chest while writing.

Originally she’d planned these two characters to be equals in their passion, but she was quickly using her experiences with a certain adventurer cloud her story.

Not wanting to stop writing for long, as soon as Arue wanted her panties off she leapt from her seat to do so, landing after a second with her underwear only attached around her left ankle. Then she flipped up her skirt, letting her steaming slit out into open air. It had been a while since she masturbated while writing, she usually waited until she was in the bath with a good book and her favourite Kazuma brand dildo.

Arue pressed her left fingers into her aching pussy gently while her right continued to write.

Instincts seemed to drive Dreadvan more than sense. His eyes hung low, yet rarely blinked. Staring at her lithe form for weakness. A proverbial fox in the hen house. Even Zalgari’s hands on his member did not deter his advance into her intimate area. The princess still lay partly on her back, squirming as his single finger penetrated her back and forth, back and frt~

Arue’s quill slipped away from her after a particularly violent shudder. Stroking her pussy while Dreadvan fingered her was growing dangerous, but she still wanted more. Going back to fix her mistake.

squirming as his single two fingerS penetrated her back and forth, back and forth. A slow but growing speed. Mouth still gripping her breast tight while bracing himself against the headboard behind her. He loomed over her, like a beast considering taking pity on a weaker creature.

Zalgari would have been shocked by her enemy’s ability, if only she had the ability to pause him and think. Without it, the princess was reduced to a mewling quim under the prince’s thumb.

Perhaps it was the huge throbbing member she was stroking that stoked her lusts. She’d believed the rumors of Dreadvan’s harem were simple propaganda to make her enemy seem savage, but with a breeding tool such as this doubts began to rise. The thickness required both hands to encircle the meat, a length that could make equines blush, with rugged vein riddled skin wrapping the diamond hard penis that Dreadvan presented her.

Yet, even with his own lusts so apparent, the prince focused only on her pleasure. Pumping his digits so wonderfully rhythmically she wondered if he perhaps had the secret soul of a musician. Her thighs rubbed together, bucking her hips against his thick manly fingers, trapping-

“AAHH!” Arue screamed, her cunt juices splashing upwards against the bottom of her desk. Was orgasming before her characters embarrassing? Arue’s thoughts were so scattered it didn’t matter for long. Only the orb in front of her could have laughed, and it was too busy releasing a dull light from its swirling vortex to care either.

trapping his attack between her tight warrior legs. It didn’t deter Dreadvan for a second. If anything, the action encouraged him to take even more from the princess. His head finally moving from her breast to passionately kiss her.

Th ekiss vas amaz…

“Haaaa…” Arue groaned. Feeling both sides of the kiss in her mouth at once. The manly taste of Dreadvan and the soft tongue of Zalgari, warring just past her lips. Her writing finger pulled at her own cheeks in sheer madness, while her other hand refused to stop matching Dreadvan’s incredible pussy fingering.

Writing was going to be hard with her eyes continually rotating upwards in pleasure.

The kiss was amazing. Forbidden lusts of two warring factions, their passion was as real as it was wrong. Tongues melting together, wrestling like alpha seals on the beach, neither had ever kissed another before but yet they’d definitely win a kissing contest for real. Arue’s drool dripped onto her sodden thighs. Her tongue getting sucked and licked on all sides, unable to return into her mouth.

Dreadvan fingered her so good. Three fingers slammed into her gushing cunt, thumb in her ass, his other hand pinching at her clit, playing her like a fckn vilion.

“FUCK!” Arue’s super sensitive pussy exploded again.

The sour smells of her self pleasure permeating every inch of the air around her now. She panted with head hung backwards, needing at least a little break after such passionate self love.

But the echoes of Dreadvan’s fingers still teased her slit without mercy, a heat burning ever brighter in the Crimson Demon’s cunt. It **** Arue to strip further garments to stay cool until she remained in only her knee length socks and hair ribbon.

After a few minutes of ragged breathing and battling phantom fingering, the story’s words lost their effects on Arue’s body, finally giving her a true chance to break.

The magical empathy had nearly driven her into a third consecutive orgasm in a row. Something she seemed a little too happy about.

‘My writing truly does leap off the page.’ Arue thought to herself, pinching at her unclothed areola and feeling the zing of pleasure course through her sensitive body once more.

Female juices dripped off her desk in front of her. Some staining her discarded school uniform, while others just splashed against her wooden floor. Arue decided she’d wrecked her workstation enough for one session, and brought the orb, her book, her quill, and a towel all over to her bed.

Placing herself head low and ass up, her book resting on her pillow to let her write while resting on her elbows. It looked like she was presenting herself to get fucked by the orb she’d left at the bottom of her bed. Wagging her large ass back and forth in excitement as her well loved pussy dripped against the towel.

In her excitement, Arue forgot to keep the proper perspective running. Switching from third person to Zalgari’s POV without a single indication.

I had just come down off one of the greatest orgasms of my life, all thanks to my sworn enemy.

Five in a row in such rapid succession had left me a melted panting mess on the bed. It was funny, I’d had sordid dreams of barbarian lusts, but never had I thought of the prince being so… methodical in approach. He’d shamelessly flipped me and raised my ass up to his face in his fingering, so focused in his motions, like he thought my pussy deserved his unbridled attention.

Dreadvan truly gave as good as he could.

Yet even the most noble souls require release sometimes. And from the throbbing that one eyed monster was doing, I could tell he needed me as much as I wanted him.

“Fuck me, Dreadvan. Prove to your Gods the lengths of your honor.”

The prince ran a hand up his lengthy honor with a smirk on his lips, “If the lady insists. I did tell you I had the tool to accomplish the job.”

“That you did~” I hummed back, waving my ass at him as he got into position.

He grasped my hips firmly. I could feel no ill will in his actions, only true strength of character, lining up that cockhead with my gushing quim. Somehow I trusted him. This man I’d only ever interacted with from afar. As an enemy. Yet here we were, about to make love, as if I’d just spent the day in a white dress for him.

Perhaps Dreadvan felt the weight of our decisions too, waiting at my entrance to consider the possibilities. Or he simply liked teasing his prey before he pounced.

Either way, I was solely unprepared for the huge labial splitting he enacted upon my pu~

“Nnnn oohhh g-gooodddd…” Arue hissed as Dreadvan entered her from behind. It wasn’t her first time compared to Zalgari, but she empathised deeply with the princess’ first ever dicking. A Kazuma sized cock had been her first too.

It felt so good. My pussy ate the whole thing in one go. It boiled my insides, bashed against my cervix, and made my mons protrude from the sheer size of it.

Arue took a quick second from writing to feel her own belly lump where the phantom Dreadvan was fucking her. Gripping at her mons and well crushed cervix.

I groaned, but he showed me no mercy. Bringing his dick out almost all the way to the tip before slamming it back inside me even harder-

“GAWD!” Hissed the writer, scrunching up her sheets as her pussy leaked more and more onto her towel. That had been a really strong slam, stirring up her entire insides in one fell swoop, “Hoo fuck… hoo fuck…”

Then he did it again three more times.

“HANNN! HANNN! NNNNAAAAHHH!!!”

He slammed her g-spot

“KUUAHH!”

G-spot again

“UNH! YESS!”

g-spot and cervix! His dick hit them both!

“UNGGHFUCK!” Arue quaked in orgasm. The sight of her pussy stretching itself on seemingly nothing was truly something the swirling orb could behold. Blasting the end of her bed with more cunt juice.

His neck reached over and kissed me passionately. Gone was the sense of body structure. Arue’s mind was losing the plot. ‘Dreadvan’s’ tongue sucking on her own as she twitched and gasped. His hands pulled on my breasts, teasing my nipples and licking my areola. It didn’t even matter that his tongue was currently busy, she wanted her cleavage makers fucked again. She’d retcon him to be a man of rubber and clones for all she cared.

He was fucking me really really hard. Over and over again, not stopping for anything but my order to make him cum.

The clap of Arue’s ass cheeks filled her apartment. Her hips bucking on visually nothing, but internally everything. Dreadvan hadn’t stopped kissing her or stopped focusing on her breasts. Every part of Arue was quickly becoming an erogenous hotspot of pleasure, and the greedy writer still demanded more from her work.

He fucked me harder. Faster. Better than anything I’d experienced.

The wild animal knew exactly where to fuck me for maximum pleasure every time.

Kazuma’s huge dick feels so fucking hot and big. Slippery too, like it can fuck anything it wants. I just want to hold it in my pussy and ride for forty days and forty nights. Hot fucks my pussy so good i like a magic mmmm…

Her writing hand was on autopilot, but even that was failing the more she was fucked. Concentration was at an all time low as she leaked sweat, pussy juice, and milk. (Her body had been changed pretty permanently from her time inside the Kazuma hole back in the dungeon. Arue’s titty milk was a side gig for cash at this point.)

She had to keep writing to keep the sex going, but she was quickly losing her mind. Only able to increase the pleasure in short bursts of sanity.

And then he fucked my ass too!

Arue groaned deeply. Her asshole spreading to let in the ghostly dick that penetrated her clenching ring. Thighs spread wide as she was pushed down flat onto the bed. The weight of two dicks inside her was too strong for her knees to handle.

His dick reached so far! Bullying my womb from two sides, crushing my burning insides with his big fuck pole!

“EEEEEEEE! FUCK!” She squealed for the first time in her life. So many thundering quakes attacking her insides, she bucked and moaned like crazy.

Girth good! Lenght ghod! Best dick ver! Then fucked my fat tits two!

More empathetic cocks reached out to caress Arue. Her tits, already well loved, now had a huge burning pole between their sensitive cleavage. Joining their fellow dicks in fucking their creator in perfect unison.

& mouth!

Arue gagged on nothing. The stretching feeling of getting face fucked with none of the actual meat in the way. She may have even been able to breathe better like this, though her oesophagus was mighty confused.

reched mj stomaamch!

So much spittle flew everywhere. Arue’s tongue slapping against the incorporeal length that rammed against her face.

fck me! hrder f<kmee~!!

She was writing on her pillow now, missing the page to just repeatedly ask it to fuck her. Over and over again. The orgasms coming faster and faster as the writer demanded so much. All reaching the final plot point, letting her Chekhov's gun the flood of oncoming jizz.

“NNHHNN!! CMMMM!!!!”

CUMCUMCUMCUMCUMCUMCUMCMMMMMM

Arue felt every gushing blast of sperm against her body. The dicks in her tits spurting thick phantom ropes onto her chin, the cock in her mouth proverbially filling her stomach, and the poles that rammed below crushing her womb with cum from both sides.

Her writing devolved into just love hearts and a single ‘Kazuma X Arue’. A huge open mouthed grin on her face as she giggled away from the maddening pleasure.

Arue wouldn’t leave her apartment for a week after this. This wasn’t uncommon for the writer when she got into the writing zone, and her fans anticipated one of her great stories to unfurl after this lul in appearances.

The writer would be found in her home sticky and shaking. A week of gangbanging herself with her magic item had left her more than disheveled, but so very satisfied. The scribbles of her latest ‘novel’ was something that her publicist scraped up from around the ground, hoping that Arue’s clear sexual enjoyment would translate to the fans and earn her big bucks.

Arue’s book was such a confusing mess of plots, characters, and sexual kinks that in a thousand years it would be the cause of a religious war.

Chris Story 1 (Defending Honor)

“What? It’s not a nude house!”

The table of men she’d overheard turned and looked at Chris’ sudden interruption. Then their eyelids went down in pitied annoyance.

“C’mon Chris. We all know what happens at Kazuma’s mansion every day.” said one man, taking a swig from his drink.

“He’s a damn, errr, Harem Knight! Haha! If he ain’t, errr, spending all day in the, errr, nude then what’s the d-damn point!”

“I got a buddy that does the fresh fruit deliveries. Does a little bit a peeping, as a side gig, ya know? Says not once have they looked through Kazuma’s window without seeing either some open tits or swinging dick. And sometimes? Both.”

The other men reacted but Chris just looked despondent, “...wouldn’t that be the peeper’s fault…?” She asked, but after getting confused looks she shook her head. Chris still felt the need to defend her friends, “They do other stuff too! Darkness helped a bunch of monster girls integrate into society!”

“Here errrr here!” exclaimed one guy, swinging his drink into the air. His buddies all cheered with him and took a swig of their glasses, before hooting and hollering at the nearby table housing a saucy looking lamia, centaur, and harpy.

“We ain’t saying he ain’t a good dude. We just don’t wanna visit his place…”

Chris knew this was a bad idea as soon as she left the guild.

Leading the men to Kazuma’s Mansion to prove their innocence? How easy a setup for failure could there be?

This entire plan required them to knock on the door and for whoever to answer to not be naked.

There was perhaps a less than zero percent chance that would happen.

“Look… we don’t need to do this…” Chris mumbled to her annoyed entourage, “I-I don’t think they’ll be home…”

“Oh no! You called us all morons! We gon’ prove this NOW!”

“I’m sorry for what I said…”

“Too late! Go open the door!”

With a whimper and sigh, Chris approached the front door. Already she was resigned to her fate. Every step just another nail in her proverbial shame coffin. The knock against the door slow, hoping that maybe they would be too busy fucking to hear her…?

Knock… knock…

“Sup, Chris?” asked Kazuma.

He… he was clothed!

Green jumpsuit, but it wasn’t naked!

“You! Kazuma! Y-you’re dressed!”

“...I’m a big boy, you know. I know how to dress myself.”

“See?!” Chris yelled behind her, “Told you!”

There were a bunch of half annoyed grumbles from the gaggle of men. Some even exchanging money, their bets paying off.

Kazuma seemed a little confused and annoyed by what was happening, “What the fuck did you tell them?”

“Oh, they thought you were a nudist mansion. I told them you aren’t that bad.”

“...is that why you were so shocked I was clothed? Aren’t you just as bad as them for doubting my ability to wear clothes?” He growled.

“Wha-?! N-no… n-never doubted you for a second…”

“Sure. Hey! Wanna know why you always see us with no clothes on in my house?!” Kazuma called to the men, making Chris’ stomach drop from his bizarre behaviour. “It’s because a certain someone has a magic item that automatically steals our underwear whenever she’s around! Look, she’s wearing my underwear right now!”

“What?! No I’m-!” Her eyes went wide when she saw him flash his time stopping stopwatch. He seemed to glitch in place, and she felt a sudden feeling of cloth over her booty shorts.

“She is!”

“There was a weird magic… then his boxers appeared on her ass!”

“Look it happened again, and now there’s panties on her head!”

“Those poor girlies… we’re sorry for doubting you, Kazuma!”

“Chris was the underwear pervert thief all along!”

“NO!” The thief screamed in despair, throwing all the panties that Kazuma had put on her in the time stop to the ground. Kazuma himself just slurping a drink he’d picked up from inside in the gap. With teeth grinding fury, she jammed a finger into the cocky asshole’s chest, “Why don’t I have their underwear then, Kazuma?!” She asked, gesturing to the men behind them.

“The bit isn’t funny enough to strip dudes over.”

She wanted to throttle him, “Tell them I’m not a pervert!”

“Oh, Chris. We both know that isn’t true.” He smirked, “Besides, they’ve run off.”

Her head snapped around to indeed find that the burly adventurers had run away, probably to hide from ‘Chris the Underwear Thief’. Despair filled her heart. Her reputation would take weeks to repair once that rumour escaped. All because she’d tried to defend her friends from being called nudists.

Kazuma finished his drink with a loud slurp, “So, we’re about to play strip poker. Winner gets oral from the loser. Wanna play too?”

“...fine.”

Chris made sure to use all the power of the Goddess of Luck to ensure Kazuma repeatedly ate her cunt out that night.

Chris Story 2 (Hard & Raw Flashbacking)

Usually, after a job well done, the story of the day come to a close.

That’s what Chris believed. Her quest to collect the lost magic items of the heavens was a long one, spanning years of her thief body’s life. She had a system. Case the joint, Hatch a plan, Ready contingencies, Infiltrate/improvise, Secure payload. The C.H.R.I.S. system worked every time, just like it had today. With her team of Melissa, the rival thief, and Esu, the slime girl/aspiring thief, they’d managed to break into a secure vault of the corrupt ‘Don Corneo’. Among all the riches they took to split was ‘The Diary of Physical Memory’ which was Chris’ singular successful target.

But Darkness and her harem often threw a wrench into the idea her day was ‘over’.

They didn’t even need to make an appearance to wreck her plans. The three girls were sitting in a late night camp site. The convoy they were travelling overnight with was mostly calm, though some were still chatting about this and that. Dinner was over now, the campfire just embers and last smoky gasps, with only the stars for light.

So how did Darkness’ harem worm it’s way in? Honestly, Chris wondered how she ever got five minutes rest from them. Between the Eris worshipper loudly ‘praying’ in her tent, the drunk man trying to get girls to compare his dick to Kazuma’s, and the tale over dinner about ‘the man who fell the Demon King’s Daughter with his dick’, they couldn’t escape them.

So of course, the topic shifted to him too.

“People sure do love Kazuma!” Esu giggled. The pink hues of her gooey form shimmering gently in the moonlight, “You two have had sex with him too, right?”

Melissa, currently holding up a piece of her gold to admire it, gave Esu a disinterested eyebrow, “Yes, Gummy girl. As much as it loathes me, I have done the deed with the worm.” She frowned at herself before shrugging, “His strength in the art doesn’t suit his form, but he can absolutely thrust his huge cutie around when he wants to. I’m sure I was the hottest fuck he’s ever had.”

“Wow, really?!” The naive Esu sparkled, “You were hotter than him with his girlfriends?”

Melissa ran her hand down her hourglass form with utmost confidence, “Just look at me and try to deny it.”

“...”

Melissa could tell Chris was staying quiet on purpose, “Got something to say, shortie?”

“...the hottest ever? I don’t know, Melissa.” said Chris, “Wild animal Kazuma can be fun… but I guess I’m a girl who likes things a little more… intimate.”

Esu sighed happily, “I like it when he gets his whole body inside me, and I can just congeal around that meat over and over and over…”

“You think your time with Kazuma is hotter than mine?” huffed Melissa, seemingly irate over the idea she may not have won this bizarre pussy measuring contest, “Our threesome on Maid Day wasn’t the only time I’ve let his cute penis into me, you know. After I got a new womb from that futa general of his, I spent an entire night with him. He fucked me hard, from sun down to sun up. What was your hottest time with him, hm?”

Chris blushed a little, a memory forming of a very specific time with Kazuma, “I’m not going to tell y-”

FLASH

Suddenly a white light erupted from Chris’ back pocket. The flashbang making everyone need to blink repeatedly to readjust to the dark sky again.

In her daze, Chris brought out the magic item she’d stolen. Still faintly glowing in her hand.

“That book…” mumbled Melissa. Looking over to Chris that was staring at the page, “That was what the mission was for, wasn’t it?” She sussed out, reaching over to take what wasn’t hers, “What did it just do to us? Let me see that.”

Chris tried to drag it away too late, “W-wait!” She snapped but Melissa’s hand grazed the-

Melissa experienced a lot of new sensations in that second flash of light. She felt smaller, tighter, flatter. She felt a sensitivity level that can only be brought about when Kazuma fucked a Goddess. But most of all, she felt that iconic phallus excavating from her cunt.

Everything felt hazy. She was… in a bedroom? No… but, kinda? She could see a bedroom, but it was through a window. The breeze was too strong to be in a house. Bark rubbed against her fingers. face, and knees. It was boiling yet the gentle wind was so chilling up her spine, gasping on ragged breaths. The sensations were overwhelming, yet Melissa couldn’t move anything she wanted to. Like someone else was piloting this scene.

“K-Kazuma…?” Melissa heard Chris’ voice say. The strange part was, it was coming out of her mouth. “Y-you haven’t cum in me yet…” Her head turned gently out of her control, looking over a shoulder that wasn’t hers to stare at that cocky big dicked worm. Moonlight beaming down behind him through the leaves.

“I know.” grinned Kazuma towards her, his thumb gently stroking her uncovered ass cheeks, “Part of me wants to leave you like this. A drooling, sensitive, mess.”

“Nooo…” Chris’ voice whined. Her hips pushing back against his grip to bump at his crotch, “Th-the stakeout…”

Kazuma’s eyes glanced over to the mansion in front of them, “Oh yes, you’re right. This total sham of a stakeout would be ruined! Not from the loud moans you keep making, not from the fact we don’t even know if this guy has your magic item since he went to bed, but because they’d see your sexy butt wiggling around in the tree, unable to get down.”

“Hmph.” Thought Melissa, “What a-”

“Jerk.” said Chris. Both the language and tone were softer than what Melissa would have said.

“Don’t be like that~” said Kazuma, moving in closer to her body. Scooping her up in his arms while sitting down, making her lean against his chest rather than the trunk.

Melissa had never felt like this before around Kazuma.

She could feel his warmth.

Smell his manly scent.

And feel her heart beat so hard in her chest.

“I know you, Chris,” his voice hummed, hot breath in her ear that he was gently nibbling, hands still roaming her cheeks firmly, “You try and act all proper, but you like it when we make it nasty. You wouldn’t have brought me on this stakeout if you didn’t get off on actively hiding your slutty side.”

“Not-”

“Let’s list out the ways you’re being naughty, shall we?” Kazuma didn’t let her rebuttal with a quick slap and rub on her butt, all. “One: You made us cosplay as the masked thief duo that we used to attack the capitol.” They were both functionally naked, but also synched on orange scarfs, “Right, boss?”

Chris shuddered, his fingers gently dampening against her slit, “A-assistant-kun…”

“Two: You didn’t wear underwear. Plus, this rubber top of yours is totally seethrough.” Chris couldn’t really argue with Kazuma’s nipple twist, “Three: You’re moaning loud enough to break my Lurk skill. I know you don’t wanna be caught, but the danger is totally soaking you, innit?”

Melissa could feel the truth of Kazuma’s words through her soul. Chris was boiling, her cunt dripping all the way down the huge branch they sat on to water the target’s flower garden. Not helped by the expert fucker playing her body like a guitar.

“Four: he’s an Eris worshipper, yet here you are.”

“Nnn… H-he won the i-item in Elroad…”

“Yeah yeah. I’m sure he’ll see it that way too. Any other naughty things I’m missing?”

“F-five… even though you’re Darkness’ boyfriend…”

Melissa felt it all with that quiet stare between the two.

She felt like Kazuma was the first one to ever think she was sexy. Desire, knowing Kazuma’s touch drove her wild. Self-loathing, knowing how much of a dickhead he was to get feelings for. Guilt, for feeling this way towards her best friend’s boyfriend. But she also felt her lip bite at his gentle touch moving her sweaty hair from her forehead.

“M-maybe I’ll have to talk to the others…” mumbled Kazuma. His cocky attitude getting thrown for a loop by Chris’ honesty, “But I should probably finish the stakeout first. Let’s see, how’s an hour of oral sound?”

“A-an hour?!”

As soon as his tongue hit her pussy, Melissa was shunted back into the barren grassland she’d started in.

She was panting, apparently having been masturbating the entire time. Melissa twitched in post orgasmic bliss, having to peel her fingers away from her sticky pussy. As she sat up again, she saw that Chris was in a similar state of full fingered disarray with her head fallen forwards. The book within arms reach of both of them.

“What… what the hell… was that?!” panted Melissa.

“You’re back!” gasped Esu, splashing over to the both with a smile, “You both sat there for ages, totally zoned out, just stroking and moaning… just like Svobena in one of her ‘moods’!”

Melissa shook her head, still groggy from the out of body experience, “I… was that your memory?”

“Y-yeah…” admitted Chris, dragging herself off the grass, “The book is a diary of memories. I’d heard it was a magic item that lets you relive moments of your life, but I really didn’t expect it to copy a memory like that…”

“Ooh, that sounds fun!” said Esu, “Can I try…?”

Before the slime girl could reach out to the book, Melissa snatched it first.

“Hmph! A magic sex diary?! Y-you won’t sway me with such dirty tactics! The sex I had with Kazuma was way hotter than this… ‘naughty’ drivel!”

FLASH

Once again the three were left bleary eyed from the book’s bright shining magic.

“...see for yourself.” Melissa huffed while tossing the book towards the smaller thief.

Chris experienced a lot of new sensations in that second flash of light. She felt taller, heavier, bustier. A bounce to her chest with every step that Chris had never experienced before. She felt long hair tussle down her naked back. But most of all, she felt the heat of a steamy room she was strutting into.

“Melissa?”

Kazuma turned around in the shower, barely having a chance to get her name out before her long confident hands were on his junk. Lathering his already soapy nards while pushing her breasts into his chest. Chris could see the way he smiled at Melissa. Not as caring as when she looked at her, but perhaps more sexually excited?

“It’s been about a week, Worm.” Melissa’s voice purred, “Your harem’s sex friend is feeling bored.”

“Oh well, by all means. Interrupt one of the rare times I’m alone these days for more sex.” He snarkily replied, though his fingers squeezing her increasingly soapy tits definitely betrayed his tone. “Bend over then. This hot water won’t last forever.”

No foreplay, no build up, just letting her pendulous breasts swing between her palms slapping against the bathroom tile and the outstretched rear she shunted out for him.

Yet it still felt hot to just… fuck. To have a sexy body and be wanted like that. Chris always fought against the claims she looked too young or mannish (things that at least never held Kazuma back) but Melissa never had to experience them. She was a full bodied, experienced, woman. Getting her tight pussy split apart by the town stud, clapping her cheeks for him just because she was bored and horny. It may not be any levels of forbidden, but as Kazuma’s thrusts became a fever pitch of wild strength, Chris had to admit it was hot.

“Th-there… see?” Melissa panted, apparently having discarded her hot pants mid flashback. Both women were lying on their backs, fingers deep in their cunts, with Melissa’s head on Chris’ stomach.

“I never argued…” replied a gasping Chris.

Melissa was too focused on winning to listen, “B-bet even your second, third, and fourth hottest times with Kazuma d-don't compare with mine.”

“Wha-?”

FLASH

Melissa’s vision transitioned straight into licking cunt in the next flashback.

It was late at night, fire barely still crackling in the background as three occupied the Dustiness Mansion couch. The pleasurable aftershocks of a post Kazuma fuck were still echoing through Chris’ body as cum oozed from her well pleasured slit.

She could barely see past the fat tits that jiggled ahead of her, but somehow she instinctively knew that Darkness was the one moaning on the other side. Cum splashed her tongue from Darkness’ pussy lips. Kazuma sat behind her, lounging with hand on her hip, having his cock cleaned by Xara who leant over the back of the couch to lazily suck him off. It seemed to be just after yet another orgy at the Kazuma household, the only difference being the group all wore fetish animal outfits. Cat ears headbands, bunny tails, fluffy cuffs, cow print bikinis.

“Hmm, my husband, has Aqua been riding your delicious dick recently?” Hummed Xara, wiping some of her spit from her mouth, “I do love her holy Goddess tang. Reminds me of that Unicorn Spit you got me hooked on~”

“Th-that’s mine…” Chris admitted quietly into Darkness’ pussy.

“Chris is m-my Goddesssss…” cooed Darkness, struggling to form words as the woman she prayed to dug her tongue deep inside her slit. “Mmm… though I hear, she wants to be more than that~”

The licks paused as Chris realised what she meant, “Kazuma! Y-you actually told her?!”

“Of course.” He replied while playing casually with one of Xara’s huge teets. The succubus tilted her head at him while sucking, so he explained, “Chris has a crush on me~”

“Ahh, I see~ Well, don’t despair, little Goddess. It’s hard not to be affectionate for a man like my husband.” said Xara, returning her mouth to sucking him off.

“I’m not in ‘despair’…” Chris mumbled again, just blowing air into Darkness at this point, too embarrassed about her feelings to continue licking cum out of her. “...you really okay with it, D?”

The image began to fade away, just as Darkness smiled and gave an inaudible answer.

“This cannot be real.”

Melissa sighed. “Of course, he’s the one that shows up.”

“This shit actually happens?!”

Chris only heard Kazuma this time. The vision of the flashback was showing the alleyway next to Wiz’s shop. With her waist feeling considerably constrained. A quick glance over her shoulder revealed that the majority of Melissa was still in Wiz’s shop. Half in, half out. Looking like she had failed to escape a rabbit’s house after eating too much honey.

“Sh-she really wanted the plushy soft toy, but raced too quickly into the shelves and activated the portable hole next to it…” explained Wiz from inside. “K-Kazuma?”

A sudden rapid sound of feet and the giddy face of an asshole appeared in front of Melissa. “No way! It really is you!”

“Are you going to help me out of here or not, worm?!” She hissed, looking ready to swipe at his throat just to reduce his happiness.

“One condition. You let me live out a fantasy on the other side of you first.”

Melissa gave him a deeply unimpressed frown. Of course he wanted to fuck a trapped woman who couldn’t escape, and was blackmailing her with freedom until she agreed. If it wasn’t for the fact she’d been thinking of one night standing him tonight as it was, she may have turned him down.

“Only if you pass me that.” She told him while pointing towards the floor. The cuddly fox toy had been out of her reach for nearly ten minutes and it was driving her nuts.

Kazuma quickly passed her the item, to which Melissa gave it a big full chested hug. “UWAWAWAWA! So fluffy!” She exclaimed, realising too late that the man that had handed it to her was nowhere to be seen.

“Thanks Melissa! I’ll pay for the doll!” said Kazuma from the other side of the wall. His hands were already peeling off her booty shorts. Chris could feel his hands caressing her booty, licking it with zero shame or sense.

“Hm~” Melissa confidently smirked. Even though she was trapped in the wall and about to get fucked deeper inside of it, Melissa felt like a winner.

She’d have fucked him for free.

The scene transitioned back to Chris’ life, though not for long. Flipping back and forth quicker with each passing flashback.

Melissa could see Chris making out with Kazuma and Aqua. A three way kiss, tongues extended long, as Kazuma once more claimed his original Goddesses. Though this time, it seemed Chris was focusing just as much as being accepted by Aqua as she was being loved by Kazuma.

Chris experienced Melissa pretending to date an evil nobleman, getting all the way to the bedroom, excusing herself to get ‘more comfortable’, only to come out riding Kazuma’s dick. A cuckolding for the ages. The salacious affair making her rough sex ever hotter, especially after the nobleman’s (now ex) wife joined her in riding Kazuma.

Melissa saw Chris and Kazuma fucking Megumin in their thief outfits. Somehow, the girl still had not realised it was them.

Chris got to see more one night stands by Melissa. A fair few of them including the monster girls that lived in Kazuma’s mansion. Whenever a fluffy girl was willing to get groped by the freaky thief, they’d get to have some fun with her and Kazuma too.

Both experienced each memory in their fullest, getting more and more exhausted but unable to look away from the months of sexual highs the other had experienced. They didn’t need to say it, but neither would be able to figure out which sex was hotter. Chris’ lovey dovey play versus Melissa’s rough and tumble rawness.

When it finally ended, the two found that the light of the sun was coming up again, with their lower halves feeling completely like jelly from the hours of orgasmic flashbacks they’d experienced.

And speaking of jelly.

“Hey, wanna see my hottest time with Kazuma?” asked Esu, reaching forwards to touch the book.

“WAIT!” They both screamed, but it was too late.

It was quite the memory to experience. Kazuma entering your goopy body and then masturbating inside of it. The sheer dysmorphia in that moment caused both to swear off ever using the diary ever again.

Though that didn’t stop Eris from occasionally reliving her first time with Kazuma.

Yunyun Story (Sex Battle)

It started with an idea.

Dinner had been going fine. The usual levels of loud talking, story sharing, and someone doing something perverse. It was a little celebration for Yunyun, who had been praised for her first few weeks training as village chief. Her father had made her shadow his duties. Yunyun, with her presence, wisdom, and ability to have common sense in matters, was solving problems for the Crimson Demons all over town.

And that pissed a certain someone off.

“She’s ruining our way of life, Kazuma!” Megumin huffed.

“Hm?”

“Yunyun!” She growled, struggling to tear his focus away from Sena jerking him off into her soup. “She keeps changing things in the village! The poor village talisman salesman was destroyed after she proved his talismans actually make curses rather than break them.”

Sena looked up from her wanking confused, “...is that not a good thing?”

“He’s a part of the culture! Who doesn’t want to battle a minor curse now and then?” Megumin refuted, “She also ruined the ‘Talking Vegetable Field’ by proving it was just the owner hiding in a bush, and stopped the illegal potion trade from hoarding the fun potions.”

“Are the Crimson Demons just a bunch of scammers?!” exclaimed Kazuma.

After a beat where she looked away, Megumin suddenly changed the subject, “She’s making it all too normal! I knew helping her win the title of chief was a mistake…”

“Mm. Didn’t you win too?” asked Aqua, loudly chewing on a piece of meat that wasn’t attached to Kazuma for once.

Megumin blinked, “...huh?”

“You won the things, so are you chief t-?!” She was suddenly cut off by Yunyun clamping her mouth shut.

“Shush!” Yunyun hissed, giving a sweaty nervous smile over to her rival, “H-hi Megumin! E-enjoying the celebration?”

As Aqua began flailing in Yunyun’s grip, Megumin’s eyes tightened, “...you have something you want to tell me, Yunyun?”

“...please don’t take this away from me! You said you didn’t want to be chief anyway!”

“I don’t! But maybe you need to see how a real Crimson Demon handles power before you’re ready!”

“Y-you can’t just take it from me now!”

“I can challenge you! It’ll be easy, I’ve already won all of our rival battles!”

“Hmm.” hummed Sena, breaking the two’s blood-feud level attention on each other as they snapped their gaze over to the secretary. “Technically, if there is a dispute in the harem, then it should be determined by whomever can best dominate Lady Darkness sexually.”

“Ha! Easy!” Megumin sneered.

“Yeah, but Darkness is busy today,” Kazuma pointed out, “She’s with her dad, helping him prepare for his first date with that ogre milf that moved to town recentlyyyy!”

All eyes were on Kazuma’s thick jet stream of jism erupting into Sena’s soup. The salty liquid coating and mixing into the green bowl, splattering onto the table while the secretary struggled to contain Kazuma’s thick orgasm.

“S-so what next?” asked a blushing Yunyun.

“Just use Kazuma,” Aqua shrugged, dipping her toad leg into some semen that had escaped Sena’s bowl, “I’m sure he could figure out some fun challenges for you to do.”

With the idea of a sexy rival fight in place, now it was just a case of finding the right venue. While the girls wanted to keep it inside the bedroom, Kazuma decided to mix things up and took them to one of the hot springs his harem owned. Sure, he had to sneak in due to the abundance of Axis freaks, but once inside the owners knew not to alert the town to his presence. Meaning the three had a whole warm pool all to themselves.

The three of them relaxed for a moment first, letting their worries drift away in the warmth of a midday soak. Megumin and Yunyun rested against Kazuma’s arms, while he got to ogle some floating wet breasts on the water’s surface. Two thirds of the group were happy to leave this whole business behind them, but one never lost focus.

“Right, everyone knows the rules? Kazuma gives us a sexy dare, then decides a winner based on what happens. First to five wins. Got it?” said Megumin.

Yunyun frowned, “Th-that isn’t fair, Megumin! Kazuma’s your boyfriend!”

“Please, everyone knows you and Chris are sort of unofficial girlfriends.”

That shocked Yunyun to her core, “I-I am?!”

“Yeah, probably.” Kazuma shrugged with a smirk.

“Does that mean I get to k-kiss you, Kazuma?” She asked timidly.

He’d have responded, but that would have taken away valuable kissing seconds. Instead his wet hand pushed her face close to his own, smooching on the chief’s lips without a second thought.

“...alright! That’s enough!” Megumin ripped them apart after a few seconds, “Don’t try and get a leg up through seduction, you damned temptress! I said ‘unofficial’!”

Kazuma petted her head some more, “Don’t worry, I’m gonna be impartial, even if I’m rooting for you to win, Yunyun.”

“What?”

“WHAT?!”

Kazuma turned to give Megumin a half eyelid frown, “Dude. We spent fucking ages making her chief, why you trying to undo it? I know for a fact you don’t actually want the responsibility, you just want to win.” He said, making Megumin flustered, angry, and embarrassed all at once, “Besides, sue your boyfriend for not wanting his gf to spend months away from him to go to her village, just because she can’t get ego checked.”

“...fine. I can deal with an idiot judge, I’ll just make my win so indisputable that even when you ‘win’ we’ll know the real winner in our hearts!”

“Alright, whatever it takes to get you to do this.” said Kazuma breezily, standing up suddenly to turn dramatically, “Challenge one! Who can lick this ice cream better!”

Inexplicably, Kazuma brought out a pure white popsicle. It was dripping profusely in the warm sauna, creating puddles in the water, but the man looked determined to make it work.

Yunyun instantly started licking. Her demure manner mixed with nerves at the dripping item made Kazuma grin ever wider. All while Megumin looked wildly unimpressed by the entire affair.

“...you can just get us to lick your actual penis, why are we doing this innuendo bullshit?”

“Suggestive imagery can be fun too.” Kazuma retorted.

With a roll of her eyes, Megumin joined in next to Yunyun. The two gently licking up the less-than-frozen treat, with the perverted loser standing above them nodding approvingly. The challenge didn’t last long, though with how drippy it was there was some ice cream on their lips at the end of it.

“Mm, that’s it. Such messy girls, aren’t you?”

“Yunyun, we have the power to walk away and ignore this idiot right now.”

“Yunyun, if you walk away Megumin wins, she’s trying to trick you. ”

Getting intensely stared at from two sides was making Yunyun nervous. She gulped back the last of her ice cream while darting her eyes back between them. Unfortunately for Megumin, she had played that kind of trick in the past, even if she didn’t intend to use it now. “...w-what’s challenge two?”

“That’s the spirit! In fact, you win round one!” Kazuma beamed. He once more ignored their reactions to continue his fun, “Challenge two is the getting fingered challenge! Put your asses in the air!”

Yunyun squeaked, looking to Megumin for guidance. Megumin just huffed, giving a face that said ‘you wanted to continue’ before following her orders. Yunyun begrudgingly did the same, standing up and turning around. They both just had their legs in the water, leaning out the bath with their huge, bare, Crimson Demon cheeks wiggling about in front of Kazuma.

“Nice~ Alright, winner is whoever I think has the best reactions. So remember, it’s not the fastest, but the hottest.”

“You really think we have nothing better to do today, don’t you?”

Kazuma shrugged off his girlfriend’s complaint while approaching her rear, “We’d have just ended up doing whatever Darkness wanted anyway, like usual.”

He lay down between the two, placing his hands between their legs. The warmth of their thighs basked his fingers, starting with just his middle digit stroking up and down their leaking slits. Already he was studying them. The perverted hunter had captured his prey, enjoying the thrill of their cunts, darting his eyes back and forth to watch each of the reactions. With the additional benefit of getting to see the swinging honkers of a certain Yunyun that easily escaped her towel.

Their eyes refused to meet his studious gaze. Looking only ahead as his fingers worked their magic. And it was, to them, magic. Even with all his degeneracy, Kazuma could destress the tightest of cunts with his digits. It felt like he could make an orange peel itself. Kazuma was just that good at finding exactly where you needed to be touched.

Megumin grit her teeth, refusing to bow to his pumping rhythms. Kazuma didn’t mind the resistance. Especially when her blushing face was already rolling her eyes back, giving quite the frustrated-yet-pleasured image.

Yunyun was a little more honest, though her nerves tightened her brow, meaning she pulled similar faces to Megumin with eyes up but eyebrows pointed up. With the added bonus of having her tongue lolling out, panting like a dog in heat. The chief of the village quivered and shuddered much more than Megumin, as if she was scared of how good Kazuma’s fingers felt rubbing into her insides.

“Mmm, like that, girls?” Kazuma purred, making sure to plunge extra deep after he did so.

“Ah!” Yunyun squeaked, back arching upwards, pudgy thighs squishing Kazuma’s hand, breasts bouncing completely free of her towel to swing up high before slapping down on her sweaty torso. “I-I like it, Kazuma-san!”

Kazuma whistled, “Ohh, good reaction! Megumin will have to work hard to-” He began as he turned his head, only to spy a seemingly angry looking and clenched individual that made his blood run cold.

Her red eyes glowing bright through the crumpled state she was in before Megumin acted. Grabbing his jaw tight enough to make his lips pucker.

Kazuma felt great fear, but was suddenly met with a tender kiss instead of the incredible pain he’d anticipated. Megumin passionately and at length made out with her boyfriend, breathing her hot air into his mouth, melting into his continued fingering before whispering, “Y-you better do the sex round soon, asshole.”

He gulped, moving up from the stony surface to sit up, “Yes, ma’am. Oh, excuse me, I mean: winner of round two.”

“H-huh?” Asked Yunyun, seeming quite disoriented still as her rival grinned wide. “But you said…?”

Kazuma shrugged, “I said I wanted you to win, not that I wouldn’t respect the game. Lock in, Yunners.”

“O-okay…”

“So, sex time right?” said Megumin, rotating around on the edge of the pool to spread her legs out wide. Her own towel fell down, loudly and proudly displaying her nubile form. Soft heaving b-cups, a lovely flat stomach, and her long flowing hair matted from the sweat. But front and center, she presented her aching slit to him, “I’m buzzing for something thicker than a finger, Kazuma.”

“Mmm, me too.” agreed Yunyun. Spinning around to show off herself in the same way Megumin was. Her huge breasts heaving up and down while she panted in heat. Strands of pussy juice were still clinging to her thighs, and a keen eye could see a throb to her lower lips as they embraced the open air.

Kazuma grinned widely at the sight, “As much as I’d like to–and I’d really like to–I have to keep this fuck fest focused. Next round is you two masturbating. This one is whoever cums first wins.”

“Come on, really? You’re clearly ready to go too.” groaned Megumin.

“What do we… um, masturbate, to?”

“Me, obviously.”

Megumin just rolled her eyes, even while she began lightly rubbing her pussy lips, “Of course. You’re a simple man at heart, aren’t you?”

“You let me pick the rounds!” He shot back, angrily pointing towards her with defiance in his eyes, “Besides, you haven’t even seen me dance yet.”

“Pfft. What?”

“Dancing. Darkness said that if I ever do a sexy dance for a girl, they’d normally get super aroused and masturbate really hard if they see the sight of my hot moves~”

Megumin just rolled her eyes again at the absurdity, leaving Yunyun to be the one to ask, “Is that real…? Ah… Hoohhh!”

Both Crimson Demon girls had started slowly with their strokes. But when they saw this man place his hands behind his head and start to shake his hips, their eyes went wide in shock. It was like a magic spell had been cast upon them. Heat zinged straight through their souls with each wiggle he performed for them.

Fingers were plunging fast and furiously into both women’s cunts, liquid spilling into the hot springs at an incredibly rapid pace. Their eyes were locked hard on the way his huge cock swung left and right. Imagining all the things they’d do to him–sucking, fucking, rimming, many assorted ‘-ings’–though that would require they stop watching this beautiful dance. Moans oozed out their mouths with little shame, thanks to their minds melting away to the wonders of Kazuma’s hip based spell.

Yunyun was the first to orgasm. Her eyes struggled to keep their lock on Kazuma as her pussy climaxed hard. A huge squirt of juice spraying out of her as she tried to keep staring at the wonderful dance, squinting and squirming but managing to stay watching.

Megumin wasn’t too far behind her, a huge shudder travelling up her body causing a silent scream to escape her mouth. Hips humping her fingers from the aftershocks of pleasure pouring through her, yet still rising in heat the longer she stared at Kazuma.

“Hoo, nice!” said Kazuma, clapping as he finally stopped jostling his hips, “I think that’s Yunyun’s-HMPH!”

He had been jumped upon by the winner. Naked breasts pressed hard into his chest, legs wrapped tightly around his body, the hungry kiss-crazed Yunyun nearly **** him to topple over but he managed to catch himself as well as her.

“Kazuma! Kazuma! Kazuma!” Yunyun moaned, still scrambling to stay latched to his moist body, “I really really want it! Please! Make love to me!”

“W-woah! Easy! We’re still in duel mode, right?”

Megumin had a firm grip on his cock, helping to aim it directly at Yunyun’s cunt, “God, who cares anymore. Just judge us while you fuck us. So hurry up and kebab Yunyun already!”

With Yunyun’s pussy already starting to feast on his cockhead, Kazuma lost the will to care about the premise as well. Taking a hold of her thick cheeks to push them down onto his girth, splitting her deeper and deeper. Yunyun’s eyes fluttered wildly as she melted into Kazuma, wrapping around him like a snake to balance out the violent pleasure-filled shudders she was feeling. Her pussy feeling overjoyed to be filled by his huge girth, giving her several micro-orgasms just on the first penetration.

Megumin was equally latched onto Kazuma, just further down. Most of her body was in the steamy hot spring, wrapped around his leg while licking his thigh and fondling his overstuffed balls. She always had a bit of a fascination for how much sperm she could feel wriggling around in there. A Harem Knight’s testicles were always churning up their next assignment, at least that’s what Darkness says. Feeling them at work though… it made Megumin’s burning womb feel so hungry for its own helping of baby batter.

Kazuma probably should have seen this increased hunger from the two coming. When he initially found out about his dancing, he’d assumed Darkness was just being her usual ravenous self. Shlicking herself like crazy before pinning him against a wall to fuck. But then there was that strange moment when he visited the Axel Hearts as they were practicing. Perhaps that little sway he did to their music was the reason the three idols stopped rehearsals, dropping their instruments to collectively suck his cock as a trio. Perhaps–he supposed–he should be wary as to whom he dances for from now on.

The trio all lost themselves to the pleasure quickly after that. Yunyun kissing the side of Kazuma’s face while he put all his strength into both holding her up and fucking her hard. Bolstered by an explorative Megumin, who used her long tongue to flick between his aching balls and his ass.

“I’m gonna cum inside you, Yunyun!”

“Yes! Yes please!” She moaned, tightening her grip around him as he increased pace, “F-fill up your unofficial g-girlfriend, KazUUMAAAAA!!!”

He didn’t need to be told twice. Megumin was quickly sprayed by the pair’s love juices spurting out of Yunyun. Her orgasm erupting out of her as soon as Kazuma’s fertile sauce coursed through her cervix. A ring of sperm and female liquid spreading out around them in the water.

With just enough of the strength he had left, Kazuma let Yunyun down into the water. Letting the Crimson Demon rest her smiling head on the rock to not fall in all the way. He didn’t have long to rest though, as Megumin was already sucking on his cock to both clean it and regrow it for her own turn.

At his core, Kazuma was a man of his word. He did in fact continue to judge the pair as their threesome got down and dirty.

Megumin was the better kisser. Yunyun’s demure pecks were cute, but Megumin’s sloppy tongue knew exactly how much he loved saliva coating both of their mouths.

Yunyun gave better titfucks. Kazuma swore it wasn’t just because of her greater size–for the record, Megumin didn’t believe this–but because Yunyun’s nature to please really improved the way she stroked him off. Soft mounds wrapping around him in ways she didn’t even fully understand, but happy to attempt any rhythm or motion he wanted with her huge chest.

Yunyun was also better at begging for it. After a quick break to let them breathe, Kazuma started wiping his cock on their faces, making them beg to see who would be next. Megumin just got angry at him, making Yunyun the winner by default.

The sandwiching event was ultimately too close to call. First making them squish armpits together for him to fuck, then having them kiss so he could run his cock between their mouths, and finally making them get on top of each other for a dual pussy rub. It was ultimately a tie.

Megumin gave better blowjobs, rimjobs, and got a 9.4 for competitive moaning. Yunyun gave better snuggles, hickies, and could take a fat load in both holes like a champion in her prime. Neither were giving each other an inch, although neither really recognised they were still competing anymore.

Eventually the heat became too much for their bodies, and the three just collapsed into the steamy water on top of each other. Panting for air after such a long and erotic fuckfest.

“So… so who won…?” asked Megumin.

Kazuma chuckled, “Would you believe… it's a tie…?”

“No.”

“Then Yunyun won.”

“Oi!”

“I-I did?!” exclaimed Yunyun, sounding genuinely surprised and honored, “I actually beat Megumin in a sex battle?!”

“You sure did, champ.” smiled Kazuma, giving her tit a congratulatory squeeze, “You get to stay Chief.”

“I won! I really really won!”

“Yeah yeah, whatever.” Megumin huffed, pouting at her first loss in months, “Next time we do this there’s going to be no Kazuma judge, ya hear me, Yunyun? It’s just going to be you and me, Crimson Demons only, an all-night long, no holds bar, fuck-fest!”

“Oh… o-okay!” agreed Yunyun, “Shall we, um, shall we pick a day for that now? I’m free tomorrow night? Oh! W-we could make that a weekly thing, if you’d like?”

Kazuma had to hold back his laughter at Megumin’s slightly embarrassed face. “I think your threat didn’t work.”

“...I can see that, Kazuma.”

Despite her protests, the two did end up making it a weekly event.