Nerimaki's Plight

As we’re reaching the ‘sexy time Megumin’ part of the fic, I will remind everyone that she is, in fact, 18 in this universe. Made explicit by Aqua’s use of The Calendar, changing everyone’s birthdays around and misremembering their ages. Now, Darkness turned 19 first, Kazuma’s 19th birthday was about a month ago, and Megumin’s 19th is in the near future. This has aged up her body too, and as such I have prepared a little hentai mood board to show the sort of adult Megumin design I’m using in my head:

https://imgchest.com/p/9p4nlxka57n

It had been a long day, and stealing Arue from under Kazuma’s nose was harder than Nerimaki thought it would be.

No matter what she did, the curly haired narrating temptress would not admit her cock was better. Even though the added spiciness of them being childhood friends SHOULD mean Nerimaki had the edge, she couldn’t get it to escape her lips no matter how hard she thrust. Then, to add insult to injury, the original owner just kept ignoring her obvious supremacy!

Namely, by stealing her traitorous concubines.

“Ung! Ung! GGNNHAAA!!”

Something about the challenge to his harem had made Kazuma completely switch gears. He’d already stripped both himself and the best friend duo down to nothing by using repeated ‘steal’ techniques, now thrusting into Dodonko by cradling her naked form against his own. Funifura helping keep her friend stable while the confident harem owner rammed into that slit with frightening power.

And it wasn’t just those two anymore.

Kaikai was lazily trying to get Kazuma to suck her tits. Soketto was currently rimming his ass. Sansara and Makiromi’s pussies in each hand. Putano was cupping his balls with a lewd look on her face. And Portian was waiting her turn. Sakiberry was the only one not focusing on her rival, as she’d taken to instead riding Aqua’s face.

All these women around him, yet he kept flicking his eye back on his new ‘rival’ with a victorious smirk. His cockiness turned to eleven, he was acting like a sexual conqueror of the entire Crimson Demon race.

It didn’t help that Nerimaki was tired. So much had happened today, her hips thrusts were getting weaker, her cock only getting so hard even with such achingly full testicles, and even though it was nighttime the heat of the festival and the raucous sex was making her sweaty and sleepy.

She probably should have taken the win when Kazuma wanted to leave…

“Hey! I think I heard a second round of Explosion magic!” Kazuma growled, trying to shimmy his way out of the duo’s grip, “I really gotta go check on my girlfriend and my ex! I’ll fuck you floozies later!”

As strong as his will sounded in his voice, the boy’s body didn’t always have the will to tear himself away from two hot mouths trying to suck his cock.

“No way!” Said Funifura, “You must focus on the most important characters: us Crimson Demons!”

“Besides, Megumin took down that Demon King daughter, she’ll be fine~”

“And you can’t leave until you see my true skill and admit defeat, you cock-having bastard!”

With a frustrated grimace, the boy turned to his one ally, “Aqua! Help!”

“Hm?” She said, barely moving her head away from Sakiberry slit she was slurping before getting shoved right back in there.

He sighed, knowing he was alone here. The pressure of irritation growing, even while he had two beauties fighting over who got to lick the smegma from his helmet. Physical desires had once more overcome him.

“I guess to beat a bunch of chunni, you must become the chunni…” He said calmly.

Nerimaki, who kept looking over at him while fucking the titty monster Arue, just clicked her tongue at him, “The hell is that supposed to mean?”

A single light came in from above him.

“It means… I need to activate my secret technique once more!” He said, eye glowing bright with power and covering his face with an open palm in such a cool pose that it made all the Demons gasp out in awe. “You’ll now be faced with Satou Kazuma’s Ultra Instinct Mode!”

“Wowww… that’s a cool technique name!”

“Megumin has taught him well in the ways of our people.”

“Does it make you even better at sex? Or perhaps grow your testicles?”

“I must admit, your penchant for the theatrical intrigues me, I find myself captivated with you even more, Satou Kazuma.”

Coming from Arue, the old friend she was currently balls deep inside, that stung.

“Hmph! All talk and no show! What can you possib-?!”

“GIGA STEAL!”

In a sudden blur, all the women in the immediate clearing changed positions. It was mostly subtle changes, small movements, apart from the obvious nakedness the group now shared. Their clothes folded neatly on a nearby log, Kazuma smirked as his thick cock seemed to glisten in the moonlight.

Kazuma would kick himself later for not using the time stop watch to just run away from the situation and check on his girls instead.

After that, things spiralled into both the silly and the depraved.

The Crimson Demons had taken his ‘secret technique’ as a challenge to ‘unlock’ their own overtly main character abilities in order to try and take him down.

It was a standoff at first. A naked circle of women around the overly-cocked cocky prick of an adventurer, all ready to be the one to take him down a peg.

“Satou Kazuma! You underestimate me, the secret most powerful wizard of the entire Crimson Demons!” Spouted Motchiramba, a local fruit saleswoman with kiwi coloured hair and her pale swinging melons on display. She quickly began clutching at the arm that had a white bandage wrapped around it, “With the demonic energy I have in this hand, I could-”

Grab.

“H-hey! Don’t use my demon hand to jerk yourself off!” She whined to be interrupted from doing something cool, but quickly stopped complaining as she squeezed the oversized slab, “How much dark energy does this penis store…?”

As the vendor used both hands to stroke him off, two more women began their approach, “You may have defeated Motchiramba, but you’ll never stop both of us!”

Grabbing onto him from both sides and squeezing his ribs with their tits were a couple of rarer sights in the village. Darker tanned skin, an abundance of makeup, and pigtails. “Thick, juicy, older sister, gyaru types?!” Kazuma gasped in as chunni way as he could.

“They call us Mikotokoro and Rumanibagi! Delinquents of the Crimson Demons!” Said the one on his right, a large yet firm breasted gal with thick nipples who stood a little bit taller than Kazuma, “Your weedy little dude energy could never handle our st-AH!” Her mouth was derailed by a sudden grab to her lovely extended rear, then shut up by Kazuma wrapping her extended tongue by his own. The combined attack seemed planned yet was all instinctual, making the taller girl quiver into his grip.

“O-oi! Come on, Rumanibagi! You’re totes stronger than that!” Said the other one, a shortstack girl with a pouty face and overly long eyelashes. “If this is how it goes, I’m gonna have to totes activate my unbeatable eye of gyaru vision to figure out his weakspot!”

With a slow turn away from her friend, spittle trail briefly still connected, the male’s eyes seemed to glow with much more electric energy than the gyaru’s lie ever could. Her stomach dropping briefly at the sexual maniac who had his hand around her body, “Not before I figure out your weakspot, Ms. Anal Lover.”

It took a second to get around the bulbous rear, but the blushing brunette soon had her first ever male middle finger running rampant into her insides, sending pleasurable shocks all through her body.

Three of their toughest and biggest chested fighters were all falling in just as many minutes.

“This is bad… we need to get back in there, Dodonko!”

Her friend was just openly rubbing her itchy slit and pinching her puffy nip, “Pretty hot to watch him, but I’m down.”

“Great, another two pigs for the slaughter…” Nerimaki huffed under her breath. More annoyed at herself for inadvertently admitting defeat.

But how could she not feel at a disadvantage? Kazuma had truly unlocked his next form, an amazing feat that drew the eyes of the surrounding Crimson Demons. The more time went on, the more numbers seemed to surround that Ultra Instinct chad, jumping between lovey-dovey delinquent sex and hardcore anal with the other. Dodonko, Funifura, and Motchiramba kissing or licking him where they could.

Soon a whole new attraction to the festival had opened, seemingly out of nowhere. What had started as a small clearing behind some stalls to fuck Arue in was quickly becoming a well lit pavilion for any woman who wanted to try the big dicked, out of town, Harem Knight a try. There was even a vendor trying to sell tickets to Kazuma that had popped out of nowhere.

All while Nerimaki still struggled to provide superior pleasure to Arue.

“Come on! Admit it already, you shitty writer!” She yelled while slapping her friend’s ass.

“As much as Nerimaki thrust, Arue’s heart could not separate the pleasures between her cock and that of Satou Kazuma’s.”

“Grrrngh!” Through gritted teeth, the frustration could only be vented out through repeated strikes of Arue’s ample assterior. Having to watch on as Kazuma lived the Crimson Harem dreams she’d had for a whole half a day.

Though, to be fair to the poor girls, neither knew about the one simple normality that had really helped Kazuma out here. Said way back in Wiz’s shop on the first few days of Darkness having the reality tools… ‘I’ll be making it normal for women to feel more desire and affectionate towards Kazuma the more orgasms they share.’

Of course, this also meant anything even tangentially related to Kazuma as well. Including dildos of his approximation, dungeons full of versions of him, and even futas who had copies of it.

Every time Nerimaki had fucked a Crimson Demon, she’d been unknowingly increasing the affection and interest for her new rival. Even with the Village’s seeming immunity from Darkness’ perspective, they were only resistant to the earrings when it applied to making them look normal, not in how their bodies functioned. Now, Funifura and Dodonko’s hearts beat extra fast as he held them in his arms, unable to stop their own feelings leaking out from how many orgasms had rocked their bodies.

Even the men seemed a little more amicable to Kazuma fucking so many women at once after their jerk off session at the dungeon earlier that day. Casually rolling their eyes with a smirk as they passed that overworked Harem Knight having his way with the women.

Not to disregard Ultra Instinct Kazuma’s actual abilities here. The man was a well oiled cunt buster. Able to trust in his passionate instincts to play with multiple naked women at once. He could grab any one of the ladies and they’d be screaming his name within 2–4 minutes, their friends and family watching his huge python creating bulges in their abdomens in such high tempo rhythms it could be confused for freestyle jazz. Bodies began to pile up around him of creampied women who couldn’t handle the beast for even one more thrust. The theme park attraction certainly needed better safety measures, as soon he was just stacking women wherever he could to get the next slit in line to stretch around his cock.

Nerimaki tried to keep up the pace. Disregarding the treacherous Arue to just take a girl from the line and prove she could at least do as well as Kazuma. But even with the Crimson Demon’s most curvy and dripping MILF to thrust into it was clear she was scrambling, forcing herself to move her hips, and ultimately not enjoying the sex. Not helped by watching Arue’s melons wrapped around the adventurer once more as she swirled her long tongue around his tip.

Beaten at her own game, Nerimaki panted in the underbrush in defeat…

“U-um, Kazuma-san? I wasn’t sure if I was supposed to buy a ticket or not, s-since I think I’m part of your h-harem already… but I was told to b-buy two tickets anyway…”

It was time to give up on quantity, and go for quality.

“Yunyun!” The futa yelled, getting her second wind to charge at the Village’s soon to be Official Chief.

If she could capture the naive and succulent eighteen-year-old virgin for herself, then she’d win! Probably! Grabbing the timid girl’s wrist, she thought she had this in the bag.

But a feral beast had wrapped his hand around her other wrist too.

“I-is this what it meant by me buying t-two tickets?!” Yunyun squeaked, looking between the two similar dicked rivals with a growing nervousness, “I-I don’t know if I can handle both of you!”

“You heard the girl, I was here first!” Nerimaki snarled, trying to pull her prize away from the boy who had a literal higher body count behind him.

Kazuma said nothing, instead just stepping forwards into the same space Yunyun stood. He was only about an inch taller than her, but he made sure to make her look up at him. The squish of her soft chest against his moderately firm abs, the manly whiff that filled the minimal gap between them, and the clincher? He moved a little bit of hair away from her forehead.

“Kazuma…” Gasped the clearly excited girl.

“That’s what got you?! It’s such a boring and cliché move!” Nerimaki protested to no available ears. There was blood surging through Yunyun’s as her blush overtook them, only increasing in scarlet colouring when Kazuma locked lips with his prey. Between the darkness around his instinct laden eyes and the various dripping fluids he was covered in, the naked stallion was looking more like a demon eating a virginal sacrifice than a boy taking a girl’s first boy-kiss.

Yunyun clearly didn’t care, instead clenching her eyes tightly (something she read in a book she should do) and puckering her lips as much as she could (it was a bad book).

It felt odd to be somehow cucked from Yunyun yet also jealous of her kissing Kazuma so passionately…

“I… I nearly died, fatass…” Megumin grumbled when I’d finally let her off the floor. She had a splattered face, covered in my orgasmic love juices, but even with all that against her I could tell she was enjoying herself.

The red blush was telling enough, but as she’d regained enough mana to move again, she quickly pushed me to the floor to turn the table on me. To see Megumin become putty in my hands was a powerful image, but seeing her try and dominate my body would be lovely to experience.

I made sure to make myself as submissive as possible to her. Her knees to my sides, sitting on my belly, if this were Kazuma in this position he’d already be fucking my tits with little mercy.

She seemed to be eating up my pose, as I moved my arms to above my cascading blonde hair, keeping lips just a little bit apart for her to stare at.

“Mmm… Megumin~” I purred in a way that made her gulp in lust. “What ever are you going to do to me~?”

“I-is this the shit that works on Kazuma?”

“Oh, yes.” I smirked back at her, “Though recently he’s cut out the middle man to rest his heavy sack right on my mouth with he fucks my tits.” I punctuated my point by ripping open the black fabric surrounding my mounds, exposing them to the night air and Megumin’s virgin eyes.

She’d obviously seen me naked before. We’ve lived together years now, bathed together, visited hot springs, my tits have even made milk for her, yet her drooling face would really make you think otherwise. She was in an eye twitching trance at just the sight of my jiggly melons bouncing free under her.

Without a word, she just squeezed them, hard. A shudder running up both of our spines from the sudden erotic contact.

“I… I always thought these things were worthless fat wads that boys obsessed over…” She mumbled, “...I think I get it now…”

I just let her fingers explore to her heart’s content. Submissively lying there for her to experiment with the sheer size of my jugs. I was just happy to see her look so lewdly curious, slapping my two tits together, feeling the softness dance across her fingertips, and all the little sounds I made to encourage her.

“I-it’s not like you’re flat, Megumin.” I reminded her with a quick tug on her orange hem, with how she loomed over me her decently sized b-cups easily swung into view. She didn’t look super impressed with either the comparison or just being described as ‘not flat’, but softened when I cupped her left bosom. Her heart was going crazy (Eris, I hope that isn’t because of the repeated explosions), though I’m sure mine wasn’t much better. Megumin was the final party member for me to thoroughly seduce, and I was thoroughly enjoying it.

“Sure.”

“I mean it! I’ve heard it said that anything more than a handful is just overkill.”

She just clicked her tongue while smirking, “Then you’ve got a couple mass murderers here! Besides, who cares about handfuls when you could do this to big tits!”

I would have asked what she meant, but her head diving towards me answered pretty well. Something had truly unlocked in the wizard as she gave me a full on face rubbing along my chest. Shaking her small face against me, squeezing me against her, a lewd lick of her tongue stickying me up. Megumin didn’t even raise her head, instead transitioning to a full-frontal **** on my full front. She nibbled and gnawed at my titflesh. Not even stopping when some liquid shot from my areola into her waiting mouth, Megumin mewled and moaned at my moreish milk. Suckling on me while I encouraged her with fingers in her long, well-kept hair.

It took minutes of enjoyment before either of us even thought about even changing positions. And then all that was achieved was a rollover, her head on the ground with my suffocating tit pressed on from above. But in this new position, I could get my hand into her panties properly, stroking deep and hard into Megumin with my two fingers, the sticky fluids coating my hands as her legs wrestled with my arm in vain.

Yet another orgasm for her explosion tank, though I’m sure she’d have appreciated it be the other way around by now.

I let my tit off of her face and she spat milk at me.

“Hey!”

While I was temporarily blinded, the girl leapt up from the floor and pushed me back onto my back after another quick roll around. Her eyes somehow even more determined. “Think you’re so hot, don’t you? Able to make me cum with your… s-strong fingers… but I said it’s my turn now, dammit!”

Immediately, she began licking my face with fevered pitch. Cleaning it of my own milk as I tried to lap at her tongue. Eventually just giving in and kissing me properly. I have to admit, my milk really doesn’t taste half bad, even if it is through normalities.

Her fingers finding my crotch was a welcome surprise. I could feel her exploring me, trying to figure me out through touch alone.

For all the fire and destruction she can cause, Megumin’s surprisingly delicate when she wants to be. Touching me at a very teasing pace, feeling nails against my vulva, a light pinch against my clitoris of her thumb, progressing into gentle yet inquisitive strokes along my warm inner walls. Her other hand naturally took residence in my hair while we kissed, like I was her submissive little beaux, and she was the big, strong alpha.

Though she wasn’t as stoic as some other alphas. There was definitely a wiggle to her body as she clearly felt excited pumping her digits into my welcoming slit. My first thought was that she wanted me to put my leg up for her to grind on, like when I become Aqua’s pussy cat-scratching post. But it turned out it was because she was about to dive down my body and latch her mouth onto my pussy. After tearing my panties up, of course.

My head thunked hard against the dirt in the throes of passion. Feeling Megumin’s tongue lap up my juices in this dark woods was too perfect, and the colourful fireworks that sporadically illuminated the sky matched the booming, fiery lusts that were plaguing my body. She was a lot less gentle when it came to eating me out.

Through the skysplosions I could hear words like ‘fuck’, ‘damn’, and ‘how are you so tasty?’ escape her. Lewd thoughts got the better of me and in the heat of my heart I took a healthy grasp of her rear to begin squeezing it. Her licks only grew in intensity with my groping, and the firmness of her big peach was really getting my excitement to peak levels.

Eventually, I couldn’t hold it anymore, and moaned deeply into my own explosive orgasm. Squirting out onto her tongue, trying not to crush her head between my meaty thighs as I clenched and quivered in giggling glee.

“There! Finally. You’re a tough nut to make nut, Darkness.” She declared while licking my sour juice from her messy lips, “A victory for me, finally. At least I’m not embarrassing myself here…”

Though I was panting and tired, I still tilted my head against the hard root it was leaning on, “Why… why would you be?”

“Well, you know, you’re more suited to this stuff than me…” She continued to grumble, looking perhaps the most unsure she ever had been. I sat up yet my eyebrow continued to raise in confusion. “Come on, you know this! Compared to you, Aqua, and, ugh, Yunyun, I’m not exactly the ‘sexy one’... or hell, even the ‘cute one’. Best I’ve always been able to pull off is the ‘cool one’, but I don’t know how I’ll be able to keep that veneer…”

I saw her moping face and tried to consider the most thoughtful, tactful, and insightful piece of advice I could…

Then I decided to just be honest.

“You’re kind of annoying sometimes, you know that?”

That floored her, and surprised me too, as she baulked at my accusation and I covered my mouth. “W-What?!”

“Sorry! Sorry… but, well, here I am trying to seduce Kazuma for months with only being stuck with my sexy body to help me, yet you’re the one moping about it? You, Megumin, the girl who can be the sexiest, cutest, and coolest girl in any room she enters?”

“I-I, uh… r-really?”

“YES! Is it a magical mystery why Kazuma fell for you?!” My voice nearly yelling at her in frustration, “Megumin, you’re an explosive firecracker of a person. You burn brightly in their faces and leave an undeniable impact on lives wherever you go. And, at the end of the day guys want more than just a,” I gestured to myself, “let’s face it, a girl that’s at best barely in the top three blondes in town. You’re the whole package.”

After an embarrassed frown, she thumped me lightly in the arm. “You can’t just say nice things and not give me time to prepare things to say about you. That’s unfair.”

“Sorry, this masochist wins at self deprecation too~” I teased with my tongue playfully out.

“Yeah, well, you’re easily top three blondes in the universe…” She grumbled, leaning forward towards me until I could feel her hot frustrated breath mixing with my own, “Kazuma fell for you too, idiot. I’m just better at latching onto things.”

“Prove it.”

Yet one more huge climactic firework went off as we kissed. And in the dissipating lights that bled from the sky, you may be able to see the two of us scissoring our pussies together in the dead of the night.

Not that we’d care about looking back at you, though. Our eyes were locked only on each other.