The memory replacement continues.

Her thighs spasmed against the vinyl stool, a gush of warm fluid soaking through the flimsy satin thong and splattering onto the seat beneath her. The sharp, sweet scent of her arousal mixed with cigarette smoke and cheap perfume as she shuddered, her mind going blissfully, utterly blank. Student council president? Exams? Honor roll? Those words meant nothing now, just meaningless noise drowned out by the delicious aftershocks still rippling through her plump, baked tan body. All that mattered was the thick ache between her legs and the gorgeous man whose throat she was now stuffing her tongue down on, whispering filthy promises that made her clit twitch again. Shujin Academy? She’d lasted a whole week there? Pathetic. Even her big sis Sae—Japan’s top JAV star, not some boring prosecutor in this new reality—had managed a whole month before dropping out to focus on getting gangbanged full-time. Makoto grinned, a dopey, vacant smile spreading across her glossy lips. She’d beaten Sae at something! Pride, thick and syrupy, flooded her chest. What a good girl she was.

As the last tremors of her climax faded, a flood of delicious memories washed over her—more memories, the only ones that mattered. Oh yes, she remembered now! That sunny afternoon in Yongen-Jaya, two months ago... She’d been on her knees in that grimy alley behind the bathhouse, lips stretched obscenely around some salaryman’s throbbing cock, gagging on his salty pre-cum as he fisted her hair (it was blonde back then). Then he walked past—Ren, her gorgeous Ren-Ren, looking so adorably lost while searching for that café letting out a cough and apologizing for interrupting right after asking for directions. Her heart had practically exploded in her chest, love at first sight hitting her like a truck. Without a second thought, she’d shoved the whimpering man away from her, his cock popping wetly from her mouth as she scrambled after Ren, leaving the poor bastard with blue balls and a bewildered expression. She’d latched onto Ren’s arm before he’d taken three steps, giggling at how his cheeks flushed crimson when she pressed her milkers against him. "Leblanc? I know the way, handsome~" she’d purred, already planning how she’d ride him before sunset.

Makoto giggled, the sound high and airy, as the delicious memory of that first meeting with Ren washed over her. Oh, how adorable he’d been, all flustered and wide-eyed as she’d practically glued herself to his side, her huge tits squashing against his arm while she led him through the backstreets. His stammering protests had only made her cling tighter, her pussy already slick with anticipation at the thought of riding that shy boy raw ASAP. And she’d done it, too! Fucked him senseless before the sun even set, just like she’d planned even calling Sae over. That day Sae and Makoto became Ren's girlfriends....

She sighed happily, wiggling her hips on the sticky barstool as the memory faded. Now she got to wake up every morning sandwiched between Ren's warm body and Sae's soft curves in that cramped attic above the café, the air thick with the smell of sex and coffee grounds. Their little love nest was perfect— a King-sized bed surrounded by discarded panties and clothes. Ren didn't even need to ask anymore; the second his cock got hard, one of them would already be sucking it while the other rubbed their pussy against his thigh. Makoto giggled again, remembering how she'd begged Sojiro to let her and Sae move in. "We'll be real quiet, promise!" she'd lied, crossing her fingers behind her back while Sae flashed her tits at the flustered owner. They hadn't been quiet. Not even once. But who cared when Ren fucked them so good? Plus most of their sexy time was at night lol....

Makoto had re-enrolled at that dump Shujin because Ren-Ren was stuck there, and she needed his cock sooo bad. She'd happily spread her legs for every teacher in the faculty lounge even expertly eating out the ladies—just to get her As stamped and her re-entry approved after they'd kicked her dumb ass out the first time. That loser Kobayakawa practically creamed his pants when she dropped to her knees behind his desk, slurping up his pathetic little dick while he signed her paperwork with trembling hands. "S-such a diligent student," he'd panted, patting her head like a dog before shoving her face into his flabby crotch again easily caving when she REALLY got in trouble.

School was boring as hell, but worth it for the way Ren would fuck her brains out in the third-floor broom closet during lunch, her skirt shoved up around her waist while she screamed into his shoulder. Though honestly, the best part of her day started when the final bell rang and she could skip straight to Sae’s brand-new studio, just a horny hop and a skip down the street from Leblanc. Sis had bought the place with her JAV earnings—a cramped, sticky-floored room above a pachinko parlor that reeked of vice. Makoto practically vibrated with excitement whenever she pushed through the door, already peeling off her Shujin blazer to reveal the lacy, too-small bra underneath. The studio was paradise: bright lights, cameras always rolling, and an endless stream of thick cocks waiting to stuff her greedy holes. She’d flunked out of Shujin the first time in a week because she couldn’t keep her hands out of her panties during class, but here? Here she was a star, just like big sis. The director didn’t care if she came screaming the second a cockhead brushed her clit—he just yelled "Cut! Good take!" and shoved the next guy at her dripping pussy.