The queen of dirty jokes herself!

Before Tanukichi could react, Ayame had closed the door behind him and pulled him into a powerful kiss, her tongue playfully teasing his as it pressed past his lips and filled his mouth the taste of her spit.

“Mmm, good morning, Tanukichi~” Ayame greeted once the kiss finally broke. “Wait, hold on, that kiss was a little sub-par. Let me try again.”

“Kn-knock it off, Kajou!” Tanukichi gasped as she pushed Ayame away. “Haven’t you messed with me enough for one lifetime?”

“Heheh, sorry, Tanukichi, but you’ll find I’m not that easy to satisfy,” Ayame replied, pretending to stroke a cock on her groin that wasn’t there. “I’m not pulling out no matter how hard you beg, even if it does make a big, sticky mess~ So tell me, what’s happened since the last time I saw you.”

“Well… I’ve been kissed… quite a lot.” Tanukichi replied.

“Of course, of course – you must have felt enough ‘two lips’ to open your own flower shop by now,” Ayame nodded. “What else?”

“Uh, it seems like its not just Tokioka students who aren’t wearing panties anymore,” Tanukichi continued.

“I know, isn’t it great?” Ayame smiled and lifted her skirt, revealing her bare pussy to him. “Millions of girls everywhere walking around with their hopping little bunnies running around free! I bet this makes you wish you were shorter, huh~?”

Tanukichi’s eyebrow twitched in annoyance, but he kept going.

“Anna stayed at my place last night, by the way. She was just as sweet as ever, but… because of you, her mind has been growing dirty. The things that she’s been doing with me…” Tanukichi shivered. “This is all your fault!”

“Hey, you’re the one who kissed her, big boy, not me. And besides, she always had that lustful side to her deep down – most women do! You just helped wake it up, like a bear coming out of hibernation who hasn’t eaten in months,” Ayame replied, not a hint of guilt in her voice. “Speaking of sleeping… have you and her… shared a sleeping bag yet? Sealed the deal? Penned her with your ink? Covered your bed in her cherry juice?”

“What!? No! I would never defile Anna like that!” Tanukichi insisted. “We… just slept together with Yuria, that’s all. It was totally innocent!” His cock throbbed in his pants as he remembered it, though, but Tanukichi tried his best to hide that.

“Yuria? Wait, who’s that?” Ayame asked, blinking in confusion.

“Oh, right, uh… I might have accidentally made it so I become the new husband of any married woman I kiss,” Tanukichi rubbed the back of his head embarrassed.

“Wow, Tanukichi, I didn’t know that your favorite letters of the alphabet were N, T, and R!” Ayame teased. “So, is she a real MILF? A girl with some nice milk jugs that have seen plenty of use, and an ass so soft you can use it as a pillow?”

“Knock it off! I just… made a mistake and now she’s a house guest, that’s all,” Tanukichi insisted, crossing his arms.

“Heh, so she is a total hottie,” Ayame said smugly to herself. “Wait, so you really mean that you didn’t sleep with either of them? Does that mean you haven’t spread your nut butter at all since the last time we met?”

“T-that’s a very personal question, but… yeah, I, uh, never had the chance to,” Tanukichi admitted.

“Really!?” Ayame undid Tanukichi’s belt and pulled down his pants with lightning speed. There, she found Tanukichi’s cock still hard from the kiss she just gave him, and his swollen ball sack resting underneath. “Wow, I can tell these little guys have been frustrated!” Ayame pressed her face up against Tanukichi’s testicles and took a deep sniff. “Ooooh, I can smell your little swimmers all the way from out here! They must be doing laps to practice for when you finally let them loose some girl’s defenseless womb! There’s so much in here that I bet even a drop could knock a girl up higher than Mt. Everest!”

“H-hey, knock that off!” Tanukichi said, pulling himself out of Ayame’s grip. “I won’t be ‘knocking up’ anyone today, thank you very much!”

“Riiiiight,” Ayame said sarcastically as she spotted the binder Tanukichi was carrying with him. “What’s in there?”

“Oh, that.” Tanukichi reached down and pulled his pants back up, despite how much his dick begged to be free. “Those are the new Card Cuties Saotome made. She, uh, was really enthusiastic with her drawing.”

“Boy, I’ll say,” Ayame said as she flipped through the thousands of cards. “This girl is so good at drawing women that you can practically smell the pussy juice drip off the cardstock. These are definitely going to be added to the lineup!”

Ayame put the binder in her book bag, put her glasses back on, and headed towards the door to the classroom.

“I’m going to start printing more of these as soon as I can. But don’t worry – I promise I’ll still make it to your presentation at noon,” Ayame told Tanukichi.

“What presentation?” Tanukichi asked, confused. “Why do people keep bringing that up?”

“Your baby making demonstration, remember?” Ayame tapped the side of her head as she spoke.

“… oh shit! That was today!?” Tanukichi gasped, gripping his hair.

“Ahaha, you mean you forgot?” Ayame gripped her sides as she laughed. “Oh, jeez. Don’t worry, though. Doing the demonstration will be easy! All you have to do take a girl, fuck her until she starts praying to your cock, and then give her Japan’s first new kid in 13 years. The only thing left to do is choose what lucky slut gets to have your baby batter baking in her oven.”

“No, I’ll just, uh… show a video or something,” Tanukichi insisted. “That way, I won’t actually have to do anything!”

“Sorry, Tanukichi, but the last video of pure fucking was destroyed six years ago,” Ayame pointed out, waving her index finger from side to side. “There’s no calling of the presentation now, so you’ll just have to give them something more hands-on!”

“Don’t talk about stuff like that so casually!” Tanukichi shouted, his face red with a blush as he thought of some way he could possibly get out of this.

“Of course I’m being casual, Tanukichi,” Ayame smiled and adjusted her glasses as she opened the door to the hallway. “After all, all of this is completely normal, remember?”

And with that, Ayame left Tanukichi in the room, leaving him with nothing but his hard cock and a presentation that he still needed to plan for.