Fuck her right up against the wall.

Daichi didn’t try to fight the smirk that graced his features as he set down the bags he’d been carrying.

“You’re right, you won’t refuse. And I think I’ll do more than just gaze.” His smirk widened at the flush that blossomed so noticeably on her pale face. Daichi had never thought of himself as being all that domineering, or perhaps he should say dominating, but this servile little fox just made it so... satisfying. He stalked right up to Azuki, looking her up and down with all the general demeanor of a hungry beast. Her knees were giving little shudders with every step he got closer, as though she was holding herself back from hornily rubbing her thighs together.

One last step brought him right in front of her, and without any hesitation he leaned down just enough to get his hand under the hem of her dress. Standing back up straight as he brought his right hand to her soaking wet pussy. He chuckled as he heard the sharp intake of air.

“Oh my, no underwear? Careful, I might get the impression that you were hoping for this. Who knows what I’d do in that case.” He whispered not into her human looking ear, but rather where her fox ears were supposed to be on her head. The gamble paid off, as he felt a brush of fur against the tip of his nose. It wasn’t a transformation it seemed, merely an illusion like he’d hoped. He darted forward with his mouth catching the edge of her invisible ear between his teeth, even as his fingers dived into her dripping slit. She sucked in a shuddering breath as her hands rose to clutch the front of his shirt. His free hand roamed across her back, able to feel the muscles tensing and shaking from his continued ministrations even through the admittedly thin material of her dress.

“Were you hoping for this? Are you just a good little slut that’s living just to be fucked by her master whenever, wherever, and however I want?” Daichi whispered the words directly into Azuki’s ears between little licks and teeth grazes. The low guttural voice delivered so sensually and intimately frazzled the kitsune’s normally unflappable brain.

‘Oh fuck the hell yes. Every day, on the moon, covered in whip cream, whatever you want so long as you don’t stop!’ She moaned internally, trying to speak something out loud as well. But as though her master was playing with her vocal cords rather than her ears she just couldn’t seem to form words past the little gasps and moans he was drawing from her with every curl of his fingers and graze of his teeth. Then suddenly he drew back, and the hand that was caressing her back roughly grabbed the base of her long hair. Daichi pulled on her hair forcing her head to crane backwards until she was looking right up into his smoldering eyes leaning over her.

That was all it took to set the young fox girl off, and her tight pussy clamped down on the fingers inside of her as she already had an orgasm. Her knees were almost knocking together from the shaking of her legs. Her eyes seemed to be having trouble focusing, and she couldn’t make out anything other than those bright smoldering eyes staring down at her with an intensity that made the depths of her pussy ache with unfulfilled need even as she came.

“Cumming before your master huh? What a bad girl you are, yes indeed...” The quiet, almost sinister sounding, voice from Daichi trailed off contemplatively. Azuki after a few moments more found her breath and after swallowing thickly spoke back.

“This servant is so sorry master.” The heavy pants and breathy quality to the buxom ninja’s quiet whispery voice lended a seductive quality that left Daichi wanting to hold her close and growl. Before he could act out anything on the primal impulse however she continued. “I’m being such a bad girl, cumming so easily like that. Punish me master. Spank me, fuck me bowlegged, breed me.” The lust drunk fox’s intoxicated dirty talk lit a fire in Daichi, and he pushed her towards the wall.

Pushing on the back of her head he **** her forward until she was bent over at a right angle, hands against the wall in front of her. Wasting no time, Daichi pulled up her dress. Revealing a perfect, soft, heart-shaped ass that he immediately smacked as though on reflex. The smack sent the pale flesh jiggling, accompanied by a high pitched yelp from Azuki. Her dripping pussy was in clear view, and Daichi could see the liquid running down her thighs and the way her pussy clenched after he’d smacked her ass. The kitsune arched her back a little more, pushing out her butt to so clearly beg for more. Hentai world or not though, they were in public and Daichi felt the need to rush.

He quickly undid his pants, lowering them in a rush. Over the last two days he’d gotten quite used to simply not having his clothes on due to the cycle of sleep and sex that he’d found himself in. Thus he was surprised when his pants went past the comparatively unassuming bulge, only for a massive slab of cock to spring out and hit the fox girl’s ass with a heavy meaty thwack. It was almost like a magic trick, except that it had surprised Daichi most of all. For a moment it occupied his mind, how his cock had sprang out so dramatically yet his pants hadn’t felt tight at all. Or how the size of his cock didn’t seem to match the sight of his pants when they were on.

Then a feeling of silky smoothness caressed his cock, with a sensation so close to ticklish that he shuddered. Azuki in front of him was craning her head backwards to look right at the head of his cock, already dripping impossibly thick pre-cum onto her back. Her still invisible tail was curled around his cock and stroking, and she could feel the intense heat soaking into her fur heightening her anticipation. She could feel the weight of the large member pressing into the crack of her ass, and a sense of absurdness settled over her. It seemed ridiculous that such a thing was about to go into her. Thicker than her arm, reaching past her navel, with a hardness that could crush her. A tool specialized beyond belief to beat her pussy into total submission, those were the thoughts that filled her to the brim.

Azuki didn’t even realize the expression on her face. The fierce blush upon her cheeks, the slightly open mouth her panting breath was coming from, even a thin line of drool escaping the left side of her mouth. Most of all though it was those heart shaped pupils she stared at Daichi’s cock with that he noticed. Immediately a fire burned within him, and he pulled back to lay the head of his cock at the entrance to her vagina. Her breathing quickened, and at the height of one deep breath he grabbed the plush softness of her ass cheeks with enough strength that she’d have yelped, and thrust his cock all the way in.

Azuki could feel the moment as though everything had slowed down. Her tight pussy had tried to resist intrusion from the mammoth intruder, but it’s hardness was such that it drove right into her anyway. Immediately stretching her lips beyond belief, and shooting forward into her depths. She could feel her stomach giving way and bulging outward in a ridiculous display of potency, the cock simply too big for her body to properly contain though it continued deeper regardless. Then finally, her eyes shocked wide open in the instant it really was to the rest of the world, the head which was digging into the walls of her pussy so amazingly rammed into her cervix. And like a punch to the gut all the air was knocked out of her as it drove straight through into her womb. The logical part of her brain said that it probably shouldn’t be a pleasurable thing. Perhaps her body had already completely given in though. Because as her head snapped back and the air left her lungs, her vision exploded in white as an **** pleasure drove her to orgasm.

The ninja’s incredibly tight pussy immediately clamped down even more onto Daichi. A rhythmic massage of muscle spasms that he was learning to recognize as an incredible orgasm. That alone would’ve robbed the strength from his knees. But there was something that had happened to the head of his cock. Something even hotter and tighter had encompassed his head in a perfect fit and was seemingly trying to milk him for everything it could. He didn’t waste time analyzing anything this time. Pulling back, one of his legs twitched uncontrollably at the sensation of the tip of his cock getting caught on and dragging over Azuki’s cervix. His grip on the brunette’s ass had turned into as much a matter of support as it was a pulling tool.

Ramming his cock all the way back into her womb, Daichi established a brutal pace of rough fucking that was leaving them both a twitching, moaning mess of intense sex. Azuki’s eyes had gone straight up from the first stroke and were staying there as she continued to cum her brains out from the feeling of her master violating her deepest place so thoroughly. A line of drool continually left her open mouth as she moaned deep guttural sounds with every thrust into her.

“Mashter, mashter, mashter!” The slurred words began to drift from her slack mouth with fervor enough to make it seem like a prayer mantra. Her voice echoed loudly down the alley, with the accompanying heavy slaps of flesh meeting flesh. Daichi’s own moans and primal growls were there as well, though significantly more subdued. As though even his moans were an energy better spent on moving his hips faster and more powerfully.

To the participants, this carnal animalistic rutting seemed to go on forever. As well it should, they thought. Sadly however, Daichi had entered into this with the intent of rushing to completion. Ten minutes of this fierce pace later he was getting his wish as he felt himself beginning to peak. His thrusts began to slow, the thwacks turning into thuds as threw his whole body into heavy pounding thrusts.

“Yeeeeessshh!” Azuki cried out in bliss as she felt his girthy cock swell inside her even more. “Cum mashter! Fill me up! I need your shemen pleash~!” The **** cries of the young woman for his cum sent Daichi over the edge. The young man bottomed out, {if cumf = true} and that same impossibly thick semen shot straight into Azuki’s womb. The breath was knocked out of her once again as the first shot hit her depths with enough **** to make her stomach deform outwards for a moment. Shot after shot railed into the walls of her womb, her stomach budging outwards only to settle back rounder than before as each ludicrously potent shot filled her stretched pussy noticeably more.

This went on for thirty seconds, Azuki’s increasingly gravid stomach swaying beneath her as every shot expanded her further. Finally the kitsune’s abused womb could simply take no more. A flood of semen began to shoot past the entrance of her pussy, the incredible tightness ensuring that the cum shot out rather than simply poured. Wet slaps began to ring out through the alley as the thick tar like semen splattered onto the alley ground. Daichi’s cock would swell, shoot another giant thick load into Azuki’s womb which would cause he stomach to jump outwards for a moment, then her stomach would settle back ejecting the semen into the open air.

For a whole further minute this hyper erotic spectacle continued. Azuki could feel the sea of semen inside her flowing with a fresh injection of warmth every shot. The incredible heat inside her stomach was spreading through her whole body, and she was incredibly aware of the weight of her inflated stomach pulling her down. It was nothing short of a miracle that she was still on her feet, though the support of the pillar like meat rod piercing her played a strong role in that. Like jelly the incredibly thick semen clung to the walls of the pussy it was being pressed against, and she found the sensation to be uniquely satisfying in an odd way.

Finally the virile young hentai protagonist’s orgasm came to an end. Daichi and Azuki stayed as they were for some time more as they tried to catch their breath. Slowly Daichi pulled back, breath catching as his cock head caught on the girl’s cervix. He imagined it like the popping of a champagne cork as he exited her womb and then her pussy entirely. Yet contrary to his expectation there was no flood of cum that left her pussy, despite it’s gaping as it struggled to regain a non-Daichi shape. Stepping back with still ragged breathing, he cocked his head as he looked at Azuki with awe. Where before her stomach was flat and toned, it now was round and pendulous. She looked to be on the verge of giving birth just going by the size of her stomach. Though it seemed to him like the shape of her stomach bulge wasn’t exactly right. Perhaps it was just Daichi’s own view, but he thought she looked inflated rather than pregnant. And a thrill of perverse excitement tickled his ego at the thought that others would come to the same conclusion.{else} growling with a fierceness that would’ve shocked him as he proceeded to shoot his impossibly thick semen straight into the depths of the kitsune’s womb. Azuki could feel each shot hit the walls of her womb like that first thrust all over again, punching the air right out of her lungs. With it’s almost jelly like thickness the young man’s cum clung to the walls of her womb that it rammed against. Presenting a peculiar dragging sensation as each new shot of far too much cum washed her abused womb out with a fresh batch. It was a peculiar and altogether unique sensation that she was instantly addicted to.

Daichi suddenly grabbed a thick handful of the brunette’s flowing hair and yanked her head back, causing her to let out a delirious moan of delight from her hoarse throat. With brutal **** he pulled just the head of his cock out of her womb and then slammed it back in with the accompanying load of fresh semen. As though he were determined to pack her poor womb as absolutely full as it could get. Or perhaps his lust was so great, his stamina so ferocious, that he was determined to start round two even as he finished cumming.

Whatever the case the kitsune neither knew nor cared. All she cared about was the pleasure explosions that had been blinding her since that first thrust. The wild body wracking orgasm that even now made such thoughts incapable of even forming. Despite the wild young man’s best efforts though his load was far too much for the enormously stretched out pussy to hold. Every fresh and giant batch of semen that rocketed into the fox girl’s womb caused more of the semen, with it’s almost tar like consistency, to rush out of her and hit the alley ground with a thick splattering sound.

It was at least a minute before Daichi’s orgasm finally subsided. The young woman’s womb felt by the end somehow raw. Like the walls had been sprayed clean by the high pressure jets of semen. It was a most peculiar aching sensation, but one she felt she’d learn to love. Finally the red haired young man released his grip on the brunette locks and staggered back. Jolting as his sensitive cock head snagged on the girl’s cervix as it retreated. A jolt ran through her as well at the sensation, and for a moment he nearly thrust it right back in. He took a deep breath however, and pulled his cock all the way out of the pussy. It gaped wide, clearly spasming still in orgasm, as well as in attempts to reclaim a non-Daichi shape.{endif}

“Master,” The ninja’s words had regained their quiet whispering quality. “That was... amazing.” Daichi stepped forward to slump against the wall next to the recovering young fox. As fiercely as he’d pushed himself he could feel the desire to keep going roiling around inside him. A stroke of warmth against his cock made him jump and look down to see Azuki busy licking his cock clean of the semen coating it. Quiet moans of appreciation escaped her as she worked it around in her mouth, though not conventionally tasty something about it was monumentally appealing to her. Her tastebuds popped, and a savage warmth seemed to fill her as she tasted and swallowed her master’s cum. She had to swallow twice to get the thick liquid down her throat, and {if cumf = true}despite the mass of it that was already filling her near to bursting her pussy suddenly ached with a need for him to fill her up even more.{else}despite her pussy already drowning in his seed she felt an ache that called for him to fill her up again.{endif}

Azuki was lost in her own little dream world as she cleaned her master’s cock. Thoughts along the lines of how something so big had just been inside her. Thoughts of how this still hard cock could pump her full of even more ridiculously virile seed. She only barely noticed when the last of the semen was cleaned from Daichi’s rod. Immediately she moved her mouth to the head of his cock, eyes darting up to meet his own feverish lust filled gaze. Then opening her jaw wide she popped the giant head of his cock into her mouth and sucked with all her strength to draw out the remaining cum. One of Daichi’s knees shook as he braced one hand against the wall behind him and used the other to get a grip on the girl’s hair. For a moment it seemed, and even he thought he would, like he was going to use that grip to start face fucking her.

Better sense prevailed however, as he was reminded of his hunger, the succubus that may have been waiting for them, and the groceries that still had to make it back to the apartment. With a deep shaky breath he released his grip on the kitsune’s hair and after another moment she released his cock head with an audible pop.

“Okay, let’s get back home. I get the feeling Liluka will pout if we’re not back before she wakes up.” With that said Daichi redid his pants, and went to grab the groceries. A few minutes later the two were walking back to the apartment, bags in hand. Azuki had offered to carry all of them, but Daichi’s pride as a man couldn’t survive that. Even though he mentally admitted that she could’ve been much stronger than him. Liluka certainly was at least, there was no way to deny that.

{if cumf = true}He couldn’t help but to glance over as Azuki walked. One of her hands was supporting the unfamiliar heft of her stomach, a red flush to her face that suggested she was as excited about the whole erotic situation as he was. The thought of her bulging from his cum in full view of the world made his stomach do weird flips. When they were waiting to cross a street at one point an older woman had commented on Daichi carrying the groceries for his pregnant wife, lighting both of their faces on fire. Though he couldn’t quit keep the mad grin off of his face. Both at the ridiculous situation he found himself in, and at the realization that if things continued as they were it likely would end up like that. He would’ve assumed she was already pregnant, except that this was a world of hentai. And as such the likely hood of her getting pregnant was essentially zero unless they brought it up.

That thought made him frown in consideration. Was that him bringing it up? And did it even work that way? It was true that in hentai creampies were more common than not and with no thought given to pregnancy, but he couldn’t say for certain that every hentai trope applied to this world. Surely some of them conflicted after all.{else}It wasn’t long before Daichi’s mind began to drift as they walked. There were a number of unanswered questions regarding Azuki. Though really, there were dozens of unanswered questions about everything. That was the unfortunate truth about the world he currently found himself in. One thought in particular was still in his mind from earlier. The fox girl had mentioned breeding her in the heat of the moment. And while he’d had no hesitation to do so, and still didn’t, it raised the question of if he could even get her pregnant.

Of course Daichi understood that this was a world where the rules of hentai seemed to hold sway. That being the case it seemed likely that he could. But that it wouldn’t happen during the course of casual sex. Most likely she’d only get pregnant if it was brought up. Though, wasn’t he bringing it up? Hadn’t she, and that was why he was wondering? And surely not every hentai trope could apply to this world, as some of them must conflict with each other.{endif}

“You seem to be deep in thought, Master. Is there any way I can assist you?” The quiet voice reached him through all the background noise of the city as easily as if she’d whispered an inch away from his ear. He turned to Azuki, and allowed himself a moment to simply drink in the sight once again. A full head shorter than him, with that long flowing russet brown hair that he knew from experience was as fluffy soft as her fur. Gently flowing in the wind, he couldn’t resist the call to reach out and catch a lock of that hair between his fingers. It slid through his fingers like silk, and the urge to just run his fingers through her hair once they got back struck him. A fierce blush was painting her pale face a comically bright red, and he wondered if perhaps he looked as lovestruck in that moment as he’d felt.

“I see Master is simply enamored with my hair. This servant of his will endeavor to take even better care of it.” Despite the blush she spoke in the same even tone, with not even a twitch of a facial expression. Daichi grinned yet again. She really was just way too cool.

“I was wondering something yes. Two things in particular, though I’ve got questions for weeks if I’m honest.” The brunette simply nodded, waiting for him to continue. “Firstly... well, you’re a Kitsune, right? That is to say, you’re not human?”

“Master is quite correct, humans do not possess fox like body traits.” Daichi shot a dirty look at the cheeky girl.

“Yeah, thanks for that. I’m just trying to be clear on what you are. Aside from my loyal servant, I know that much already.” Perhaps he just imagined it, but it seemed like she stood up a little straighter after he said that.

“This one is indeed the master’s most loyal servant. Azuki is as you surmised a Kitsune, a type of Yōkai. Yōkai come in many different shapes and sizes among countless species. Some are purely spiritual, though most maintain some sort of physical presence. Kitsune in particular are known as consummate masters of illusion and concealment. Among Yōkai Kitsune are also known for particularly strong Yōki.”

“Spiritual Energy?”

“Yes. Humans possess a form of energy my clan calls Vital ****. Though many humans would most likely simply call it Ki. Yōkai do not possess this energy however. A human’s Ki comes from their nature as a physical being. Yōkai are largely spiritual, however physical they may seem, and the nature of Yōki reflects this.” Daichi simply stared blankly at her for a few moments, not realizing that he had completely stopped walking. “...was this too complicated? Your servant humbly apologizes.”

“Oh! No, sorry it’s fine. I wasn’t having a hard time following, not really. It’s just... I guess after Liluka I wasn’t expecting a simple well explained explanation about these kinds of things. You pretty succinctly hit a lot of the points I would’ve asked about. I do have a follow up question though before we talk further about anything else.”

“Of course, I will answer to the best of my knowledge.”

“You’re a different species. Okay, I get that. It seems like Yōkai are also just fundamentally different to humans based on what you’ve said. So maybe this is a silly question, but do you know if I can get you pregnant?” Daichi expected her to blush bright red, and wasn’t disappointed.

“Many species of Yōkai cannot breed with humans. Kitsune are one of those that can.” Daichi grinned and got in closer to the fox girl’s still invisible ears.

“I was thinking that was probably the case with how you seem to love the thought of me breeding you. So look forward to being my good little breeding bitch, if you aren’t already.” Laying a hand against her {if cumf = true}cumflated, round{else}flat{endif} stomach the implication was clear. A little shudder went through her, and her breathing went decidedly ragged as a wave of lust washed over her. Her master was getting a little too good at hitting her switches. Like this they walked the rest of the short trip back to the apartment.