A regular morning routine

A week has passed since you obtained Tsunade as your one and only Character.

By far, that week was the best week you had ever had in your life.

“Master, your breakfast is ready.”

The first thing you’d see whenever you woke up was Tsunade looking over you, naked and slightly blushing from embarrassment.

You would then squirm out of your bed, not bothering to put on more than a comfy pair of boxing shorts and a slim T-shirt, and head for breakfast.

Slurp! Slurp! Slurp!

On the dining table, Tsunade would crawl under the table and suck your junior until you were done with breakfast.

Naturally, you made sure to thoroughly chew every bite and savor every flavor on your tongue before finishing the meal.

It was almost certain that you would blow a load or two in Tsunade’s mouth during the blowjob, so her breakfast always had your sperm as a condiment.

“Ahh…! Hooh…!!”

After breakfast, you’d usually take a seat on the couch and binge-watch TV.

To be honest, you were not too much of a TV watcher.

Apart from some adult-themed shows that played at night, you preferred playing games or watching content on your mobile device in bed, rather than taking a whole 20 steps to the living room.

However, watching TV allowed you to fuck Tsunade while having a big screen to fill up the background, which instantly became a morning routine.

The 9 AM news droned on about some trivial protests that happened somewhere.

Those pesky W.A.R groups were always causing trouble. Even their anagram was stupid.

You peeked over Tsunade’s bouncing tits to see the leader of the most recent protest getting cuffed and shoved into the cop car by a Character.

The irony made you chuckle.

Most of the people around cheered as justice prevailed. A small group of other W.A.R members tried to protest, but they were also restrained and shoved into other police cars before getting taken away.

You turned your eyes to Tsunade, who was still bouncing her ass up and down your cock.

Her eyes lingered on the W.A.R members as they got arrested.

“You like them?”

You asked with a low growl.

“You want them to show up on my doorstep and rescue you, huh?!”

You snarled.

Tsunade desperately shook her head in between gasps.

You knew she meant her words—either that or she was an amazing actor.

But nonetheless, you used the excuse to push her further.

“Don’t lie to me, bitch. I know you’re always plotting to get behind my back. I’ll teach you who you belong to forever!”

You groped around one side of Tsunade’s tits, making her groan until you found what you were looking for.

You twiddled your thumb over the erect nipple once or twice before suddenly pinching it and giving a strong tug.

“Eeeep!?”

Tsunade let out a high-pitched squeal reminiscent of a pig as her pussy spewed juice like a broken sprinkler.

As she climaxed, Tsunade’s wet pussy squeezed around your cock like a vice grip, earning a groan from you as you released inside her vagina.

Tsunade let out another moan as she felt her inside getting filled up with your cum again. With how many times you came inside Tsunade, if she still had a natural ovulation period, she would have definitely been impregnated by day 3.

Luckily for you, every Character was naturally modified to only be allowed to conceive a child when their master gave them permission.

So, as long as you thought otherwise, there were absolutely no repercussions to coating your Character with your cream from the inside.

After you finished jizzing, you pushed Tsunade off your lap.

“Haahh, hahh…”

Tsunade panted on the floor, trembling from the aftermath of her orgasm as cum dripped onto the floor.

You gave her tushy a kick to jumpstart her.

“A-ah!”

“Don’t just lie around and get to work. You have to earn your part in this household.”

Tsunade slowly stood up, one hand rubbing over where you kicked.

After a quick heal from her own ninjutsu, Tsunade went through various chores you were too lazy to do, ranging from mopping the floor to changing the sheets of the bed and couch, since they’d reek with sex within a few days.

Meanwhile, you headed into the walk-in closet, currently converted into your gaming setup, and played several games at once on multiple devices.

After learning that the Character industry with Anime Mobile games was a rising star, you decided to check out what the hubbub was about.

Currently, you have taken an interest in three games: Blue Archive, Goddess of Victory: Nikke, and Limbus Company.

There were also other great options, but currently, those three are the ones you have taken a liking to.

Playing three games at once took more time than one would assume, especially at the beginning, when you had so many things to do.

Soon enough, a soft knocking sound came from the other side of the door.

“Your lunch is ready, master.”

“Alright.”

You headed to the dining table where, once again, Tsunade slipped under and waited for you to take your seat.

Slurp, Slurp, Slurp!

“Ooooh…”

You let out a soft groan of satisfaction.

Not only was the seared meat fantastic, but the soft massage from Tsunade’s tongue was immaculate.

In all honesty, you couldn’t be less envious of a King at the moment.

“Gonna cum.”

After emptying your plate, you absentmindedly poured semen once more into Tsunade’s mouth.

You were about to return to your gaming setup when a knock came from the front door.

“Tsunade, get the door!”

You shouted while hurriedly grabbing a pair of sweatpants to cover your bottom.

Tsunade quickly sprinted out to the front porch and opened the door.

“Hmm.”

The visitor’s eyes immediately landed on Tsunade’s bare body.

She quickly scanned her up and down before drawing a tiniest smile over her lips.

“Wait, are you…?”

You hesitated in your mid-sentence.

The Mirko standing in your doorway looked exactly the same as the Mirko who came to your house a week before.

However, you also learned that judging Characters by their looks was one of the dumbest things a man could do in this society.

Mirko smiled and stepped into your house.

“To answer your unfinished question, yes, I am the same Mirko you’ve met before.

I’m back here to check that everything is in order before…”

Mirko trailed off, then shrugged.

“Well, one thing at a time.

First, let’s see how your life is holding up.”