We're married now!

“What?” Yuria blinked a few times in confusion. “Because you kissed a married woman that means… I’m your wife now?”

“Shit, why the hell did I say that!?” Tanukichi thought to himself as he began to panic. “She’s going to freak out now! My moral arbiter ruse is going to be completely blown!”

“Okay,” Yuria said happily after taking a few moments to process what Tanukichi told her.

“Huh?” Tanukichi opened his terrified eyes and saw the older woman staring back at him happily. “You’re… not mad?”

“Of course not! Why would I be?” Yuria asked with a small giggle. “Every Japanese citizen should be thrilled to do what’s morally upright, even if it can be a bit… surprising.”

“But, but… you’re leaving your old husband for a guy you just met! That doesn’t bother you?” Tanukichi asked in shock.

“Oh, I’m sure he’ll understand once I explain the situation to him,” Yuria said dismissively. “Besides, we only married because our parents arranged it anyways, so this is hardly any different.

“But… what about your kids!?” Tanukichi asked.

“I’m afraid we don’t have any,” Yuria admitted. “To be honest, I always wanted some, but I never quite figured out where to get them. I’ve tried adoption agencies, but it seems like they haven’t grown any new ones in years!”

“Oh, great – not only did I just steal a man’s wife, but I just stole his virgin wife.” Tanukichi felt like a mound of exploding in a microwave – just an absolute mess. “I am definitely going to hell now.”

“So, honey, I suppose I’ll be going home with you tonight?” the newly minted Mrs. Okuma asked Tanukchi.

“Uh… yeah, I guess so,” the boy replied, still unsure of what to say.

“Great! My shift ends in just a few minutes! Wait outside while I get a few things and let my ex-husband know where I’ll be,” the older woman instructed. “I promise to be as quick as I can. See you again soon, my love!”

“Okay, Mrs., er… sweetiepie,” Tanukichi said awkwardly as he left the store, the automatic doors closing behind him. As soon as he was out of Yuria’s sight, his head collapsed into the palms of his hands in despair. “Why, why, why? Why do I have to keep screwing up like this?!”

Tanukichi only got a few seconds into his mini sob-fest when he was interrupted by a light tap on the head. Looking up, Tanukichi found that someone had tossed a breath mint at his head.

“Hey, boy!” a feminine voice called out. “Up here!”

Tanukichi looked up and saw three girls, all around 18 or 19 years old, sitting around the bike racks and trash cans outside the store. One was a rather petite girl with short black hair, sparkly purple star stickers on her face, a long blue skirt, and pink vest over a white shirt. To her right, a girl with blue hair sat with her legs crossed on a trashcan, wearing a black sweater, a bored expression, and clearly no panties underneath her red, plaid skirt. The final girl, who seemed to be the leader and the one talking to Tanukichi, had brown tan skin, bleach-blonde hair, white lipstick, glittery eyeliner around her blue eyes, a light yellow skirt with an intricate pattern cut out of it, and a loose red shirt.

“You’re Mr. Goodie-two-shoes, aren’t you? The one who’s supposed to make Japan all ‘moral’, right?” The blonde girl asked, as if accusing Tanukichi of a terrible crime.

“Uh… that would be me, yeah.”

“Well then, first thing’s first!” The girl grabbed Tanukichi by his shirt and **** him into a short, quick kiss, smearing her lipstick across his lips as her tongue gave his a short but powerful hug. “Now then… what do you think of this, Mr. Morals?”

With a smug grin on her face, the girl reached into her purse, took out a small box of mints, and popped two of them into her mouth. She then looked at Tanukichi like the cat who ate the canary, but the boy just looked back confused.

“Uh… what?” was all he could say.

“The mints! I ate two of them at once instead of one!” she said, pointing to the directions on the box that said to only take one mint at a time. “That makes me a bad girl, right?”

“No, that’s not bad at all,” Tanukichi replied frankly. “That just means you’re wasting breath mints.”

“Augh! I can’t believe this!” The girl sat down next to a her black-haired friend and let out a sigh of frustration. “I’ve been trying to think of something bad I can do for weeks now that won’t get me instantly arrested, and I still can’t come up with anything!”

“Oh, I get it now,” Tanukichi thought to himself. “Just because all immorality has been stomped out doesn’t mean teenage rebellion has gone away too. It’s just that now they can’t break social taboos if they don’t even know what they really are.”

“Aw, don’t worry, Nyoko, I’m sure you’ll figure something out eventually!” the star-covered girl said comfortingly.

“Hmmm… Well, maybe Tanukichi can help us with that,” the blue-haired girl suggested, still not bothering to sit up. “If he knows so much about being immoral, he’s got to know something that we can do that’s both bad and won’t land us in prison.”

“Yeah… yeah, that’s it! If he does that, then we can finally be the baddest girls in all of Tokyo!” Nyoko stood back up and grabbed Tanukichi by his tie, bringing her face up to his again. “Tell us how we can be naughty, or else you get to find out what it’s like to spend a night in a dumpster!”

“Uh, I’m pretty sure threatening people is bad enough,” Tanukichi thought to himself, but he didn’t dare say it. “Have you girls tried, uh… underage drinking?”

“Can’t – necklaces can detect whatever enters your throat,” the black-haired girl said sadly.

“Then, uh…” Tanukichi started to panic as he felt the bolde girl’s patience run thin. “There is… one thing that’s considered pretty rude but won’t get you in legal trouble.”

“Really? What is it?!” Nyoko asked, practically drooling at the mouth. “Tell me what it is!”

“If you… if you… expose your breasts at someone for a few moments… that’s considered to be pretty disrespectful,” Tanukichi made up on the fly, largely because he couldn’t get his mind on the soft pair of tits pressing up against his chest.

“It is?” Nyoko blinked a few times in surprise. “Well, what do you know.”

The blonde girl let go of Tanukichi’s tie and let him drop to the ground. Nyoko wasted no time in lifted up her shirt, showing Tanukichi the pink, lacy bra that he felt was under her shirt a moment ago. Her two friends joined in two, the thinner girl showing Tanukichi her moon-patterned bra that concealed two perfect handfuls of breasts. The blue-haired girl, meanwhile, lifted up her shirt casually with one hand to reveal her breasts were even bigger than they first appeared – at least a D cup – and they were held in a soft, black bra that Tanukichi couldn’t help but imagine looking great on a white bedsheet.

“Uh… gasp!” Tanukichi said, trying is best to look shocked and not just aroused.

“Heheh, it worked!” Nyoko cheered, letting her shirt fall back down. “Thanks for the help, Tanukichi! Catch ya later!”

“Why do people have to be so weird?” Tanukichi asked himself, rubbing his ass as the girls walked away. “It’s a good thing nudity is one of the few things those bracelets can’t detect.”

“Okay, honey, I’m ready to go!” Yuria smiled as she walked out of the store. “Huh? What are you doing on the ground?”

“It’s a long story…” Tanukichi replied as he stood back up. “Let’s just head home, okay?”

“Whatever you say, dear!” Yuria replied.

Tanukichi went to gram his new wife’s hand, but she gasped and recoiled the instant he did so.

“Mr. Okuma! H-how could you!?” Yuria shouted, holding her hand like it was wounded. “You of all people should know how lewd hand holding is!”

“Don’t worry, don’t worry! It’s okay if it’s with me!” Tanukichi quickly explained.

“Oh – well, why didn’t you just say so?” The older woman calmed down almost instantly and offered her hand to him willingly.

When Tanukichi and his new wife arrived at his apartment, he found that the pile of panties that used to be outside his door was gone.

“Hello? Anna? Ms. Nishikinomiya?” Tanukichi said as he knocked on the door. “Are you still there?”

“Oh, the esteemed daughter of Mr. Nishikinomiya is here visiting you? Oh, today truly has been such an honor!” Yuria beamed as she held a small bag of clothes and toiletries in her arms.

“Hmm, seems like she’s gone home already,” Tanukichi said as he opened the door. “Phew! Er, I mean, that’s a shame.”

Tanukichi walked inside and put his chocolate milk inside his fridge, grateful for the opportunity to finally relax. That was, until he noticed the steam flowing out from underneath his bathroom door.

A moment later and the door to the bathroom opened wide, revealing Anna dripping wet and wearing nothing but a towel over her perfect form.

“Oh, hello, Mr. Okuma!” Anna greeted sweetly as she tried her hair with a towel. “I hope you don’t mind that I used your shower! For some reason, I was really sweaty today, and…” Her eyes suddenly locked on Yuria. “Pardon me for asking, but who exactly is this?”

“My name is Yuria Okuma!” the older woman said with a respectful bow. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Ms. Nishikinomiya!”

“Oh, so she’s your cousin or something? Aunt?” Anna asked, relaxing a little.

“No, I’m his new wife!” Yuria replied before Tanukichi could jump in. “Turns out, if Tanukichi greets a married woman, she becomes his wife! So, we’re together forever now!”

“I see! That’s just fine then!” Anna replied, tensing even as her voice remained saccharine. “Tanukichi, could you come here for a moment? I still haven’t given you your greeting~”

“Okay, let me just- mmph!”

Tanukichi’s voice was cut off by Anna grabbing him by the shoulders and pulling him into a powerful kiss. The boy may had thought that the last kiss that nearly popped his ears strong, but that was nothing compared to this one. Anna’s mouth formed an air-tight seal over his lips, making sure not even a gasp of surprise escaped as she dominated his mouth. Her tongue **** its way inside without any regard for Tanukichi’s comfort, pressing his tongue down hard before making its way into his throat. Tanukichi gagged and sputtered, but Anna’s tongue was relentless and refused to be pushed back.

Growing ****, Tanukichi tried to push Anna away, but all that succeeded in doing was pushing Anna’s towel right off her body. Tanukichi’s pupils were the size of dinner plates as he got his first look at Anna’s naked body. Her skin didn’t seem to have a single blemish on it and was perfectly silky smooth. Her hard nipples jutted out from her titanic breasts, each swaying in the air with every heavy breath the woman took. Her stomach was soft, but he could still make out the abs underneath that showed how much she worked out. Her legs were toned and fit, as if she ran a mile every day, and between them was the perfect pussy that Tanukichi first caught a glance of earlier that day. The same pussy that flavored the cookies he ate earlier, and whose taste still clung to the mouth that Anna was currently dominating.

Tanukichi didn’t get much of chance to see most of this, as Anna’s fixated eyes took up most of his vision. He still got to feel it, however, as Anna pulled him even closer and pressed her body against his. Even if his eyes couldn’t see them, his body could make out Anna’s curves, where she was soft and where she was hard, and just how unbelievably plump her massive breasts were. His erection strained to break free of his pants and pressed hard against Anna’s stomach, though she didn’t seem to mind this time either.

Next to them, Yuria watched the exchange quite curiously, her eyes fixated on the way her new husband’s throat bulged as Anna’s tongue swirled around inside. She had no idea why, but the sight of this made her feel… very hot. Hot in a way she’d never felt before. She also felt very intimidated by the whole display, as if Anna was a wolf devouring her prey – and commanding all those who were watching to stay away from her kill.

Just before Tanukichi felt like he was going to pass out, Anna finally released her kiss, lowering Tanukichi to the ground carefully so he wouldn’t collapse instantly.

“There we go! Much better~” Anna said sweetly, completely oblivious on a conscious level that anything she just did was obscene. “Oh, and I don’t believe I’ve greeted you properly either, Mrs. Okuma. Please, allow me.”

Anna, still naked, walked over to Yuria and gave the woman a kiss – though this one only lasted a few moments instead of over a minute.

“Ow!” Yuria cried out in pain and pushed away from Anna, ending the kiss early. “You bit my tongue!”

“I’m so sorry! I have no idea how that happened!” Her voice was so sweet apologetic that Tanukichi actually believed her, even if the circumstances suggested otherwise. “Oh! I just realized, it’s getting rather late. Tanukichi, you don’t mind if I stay the night, do you?”

“Speaking of sleeping – where am I going to sleep if you only have one bed?” asked Yuria, suggesting that she didn’t even share a cot with her old husband.

“Oh, don’t worry, it’s okay if we shared a bed,” Tanukichi said before he could catch himself.

“Well then, we’ll all just share!” Anna said as she put on a lacy white nightgown from her backpack – and nothing else.

“You brought that with you?” Tanukichi asked in confusion as Yuria changed into a blue nightgown.

“Of course – you never know when you might have an impromptu sleepover.” Anna slipped underneath the covers of Tanukichi’s bed and held it up for him to slip inside. “Care to join me?”

Tanukichi gulped, plugged in his pink phone to charge, and changed into his pajamas. He then slid into the bed next to Anna as his new wife Yuria slipped in behind him. He soon found himself sandwiched between the two girls, Anna’s massive breasts pressing against his chest and Yuria’s smaller, but still plump, orbs pressing against his back.

“Good night, Tanukichi~” Anna said sweetly as she closed her eyes.

“Sleep well, my new husband~” Yuria added, scooching even closer to tanukichi so she would better fit under the blanket.

“Yeah… sleep well…” Tanukichi said to himself, his erection even harder than it was a minute ago. “Sleep well…”