A Perfect Sunday Morning

November 6th, Sunday, 20XX
Cloudy
Days Until Deadline: 12
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Text: omg totes forgor my dick sucker 4 test xox help phantom thieves!
Text: Did the Phantom Thieves change my teacher’s heart? She’s quitting to become an onahole…
Text: if there’s any sexy babes in the pts then let them know i find them hot! I’ve always wanted to POST DELETED

What a night.

Even with beams of light ceremoniously stabbing my eyelids to try to force me awake, my body was too tired to obey. Half baked dreams reclaimed my thoughts every time I thought it was time to get up, drifting through the various stages of the morning in perfectly comfortable bliss.

Maybe it was because of this amazing pillow my hair was nestled into. Never has my scalp touched something so angelically soft…

Oh fuck, it’s someone’s tits, isn’t it?

With the sudden realisation and remembrance that I’d, in fact, did the dirty with all four of my female coworkers, my eyes bolted open. It probably wasn’t healthy to have one’s heart thump so heavily in one’s chest so early in the morning, but one can’t always control one’s early morning panic attacks, can one?

I would have bolted upwards too, if I hadn’t stopped myself at the last second. My arms were in similar states of euphoria and I didn’t want to wake the poor girls that had treated me so nicely last night.

To my right was Futaba, treating my arm like a teddy bear. Wrapping her naked form around its entire length while drooling onto my shoulder. I wriggled my slightly aching digits to find that I had a couple fingers still inside her slit… had I fallen asleep mid-fingering?! God, I can’t even do the dark sexy path right. On the other side of her was Ann, her hair on my upper arm, her luscious breasts gripping my wrist, while her warm tongue suckled on my index and middle fingers. It was really hard not to get aroused by the two of them treating my hands so well.

Behind my head was the girl who is maybe potentially now carrying my child.

MY CHILD.

I was drunk on the sensations of such soft sexy bodies last night, but what the fuck am I going to do?! At least she’s rich, but I’m still in school, even if I am magically eighteen due to Benzaiten. God, Benzaiten! If I stop him, he says he’ll offer me a chance to reverse everything, is that killing the kid?! How do diapers work? Are we going to lose Haru as a thief during that time? What’ll we name him or her? Did I accidentally get anyone else pregnant?! GAHHHH!

…

Man, they’re all so pretty when they’re sleeping.

I’m probably still freaking out, but seeing their serene grace is kinda calming. Futaba’s slight snores, Haru’s weird sleeping angle that let me rest on her chest, and Ann’s dreaming about licking a lollipop or something. They cared enough about me to help me with my condition… Maybe, with their help, I can figure this all out.

“Someone’s up,” I heard a whisper from my lower half, finding a true queen kissing my king sized cock. Makoto smirked at me, wiggling her huge butt behind her as she settled in between my legs.

With a croak in my throat I smiled weakly at her, “M-morning…”

“I’ve been up for a while, it’s hard to tell my body clock to not wake me up. Glad to see this guy is similar,” She teased with another lick up the side of my shaft, “It means I get you and your first shot all~ to myself.”

Well, she had me trapped between three snoozing women so it wasn’t like I could stop her… oh, who am I kidding. As if I want her to quit sucking me off. I just kept myself quiet and hard for Makoto to lick as much as she wanted.

She’d made a few comments about how heavy my dick was last night, so when she lightly smacked her own cheek with my hefty crotch I could tell she was still judging the weight favorably. It was arousing for her to be so bold with her lip smacks and long licks along my shaft. Makoto was far from delicate, but her inexperience with intimacy usually made her cautious, making each bolstered blowjob second ever so tantalising. I couldn’t help but revel in her movements. Such an early morning shudder that ran through me. Makoto’s plush lips moved up to my tip to trace my rubbery head with more lewd kisses before my dick started entering her mouth properly. Her eyes went a little sharper as soon as it entered her mouth, while her hands were still judging the weight of my balls while her warm tongue played musical pleasure on my skin flute.

Maybe the heat of the room was affecting everyone, but my fingers began to feel a difference in Ann and Futaba as well. Perhaps they were both dreaming of sucking me off while hearing the lewd noises from Makoto, as Ann’s tongue danced around my digits and Futaba’s pussy (I don’t know why I hadn’t taken my fingers out yet) clenched up as well.

It was all getting me rather excited.

“Do you like it?” I whispered down to Makoto, her pleading eyes said plenty as her mouth continued to suck me off. Without the ‘yes’ power it was fun to see them act this way, “Yeah, you do. My naughty little student council president. You’ve ended up masturbating to me every day the last few days, haven’t you?”

Again, her eyes spoke enough. Guilt and shame that only made her blowjob that little bit sloppier.

“Mmm, I love that you do. It makes me feel so special, Makoto…” Her trepidation seemed to fade away a little as I spoke, reassuring her away from her fears, “I bet you’ll grow up to be a super cool and powerful woman, yet behind closed doors you’ll still masturbate to me every day and be willing to suck me off whenever I want, right?”

Suddenly, she popped off my dick to moan out, “Yesss… my pussy loves the idea of you too much, Ren. I’ll finger it every day, and whenever you need me to drain these thick juicy testicles I’ll be there… no matter what happens…”

…

Uh…

So, wait, was that the Benzaiten power working? I-I thought we were in a ‘they ask me yes/no’ questions era? …wait, I think he said it was ‘for the party’. Of course. I have the power back and immediately use it like an idiot again. At least it could be worse?? Okay, Makoto’s gonna stroke herself off to me every day, but I’ve guaranteed a good future for her I think???

Oh, whatever. I’m just gonna shut up and take my sexy blowjob like a man.

Makoto was really putting her weight into it now. The tightness of her warm and wet throat felt so good against my thick sensitive hardness.

Her bob cut bobbed rapidly against my crotch, keeping our eyes locked on each other as I gasped from her lewd ministrations. Makoto’s hands left my testicles at some point to start her new daily masturbation ritual early, and I got an extra show of her big toned buttocks twitching and jiggling while she fingered herself to the cock in her throat.

But she wasn’t the only one who was suddenly getting in on the action. Apparently our whisper tryst and bed bouncing was enough to wake the other three. I saw Ann’s hungry eyes blink awake to suck my fingers hard in her mouth. Futaba’s slightly squinty glassless eyes that looked determined to use my right hand to get herself a morning quick fingering. And though I couldn’t see her, I felt Haru’s loving hand stroke through my hair as I continued to use her chest as a pillow.

Between all four women’s sudden undying attention, my morning wood was quickly heading towards defeat. My core tensed, my balls tightened, and pushing past the frog in my throat I choked out, “G-gonna c-cumm!”

Makoto had just enough time to bury her face as far down as she could before my hips thrust up and splooge started surging down her throat. I could feel the hugeness of the liquid as it exploded out my cock, her eyes went wide at the fullness of her stomach, my seed coming out a river full of thick globules that started coating her throat upwards after running out of space below. She swallowed as much as she could but then it messily erupted out of her nose out her lips, and I’m ashamed to say I found that really fucking hot too.

Reality set in quick, though. The sudden coughing fit from our friend made everyone get up rather quickly, rushing to pet her back and help her through the discomfort of my cum tidal wave. “Sorry! Are you okay?” I quickly asked, to which she nodded with a single swallow.

“Y-yes, th-thank you.” She smiled a weak smile, gladly accepting the bottle of water we had left over from last night from Ann to drink the last of her sore throat away.

“Take it easy, Mako-chan,” advised Haru.

“Ahh. Sorry, everyone. I kind of made the ending of that a little less sexy than I wanted…”

“Um, I just saw my cum shoot through Makoto Niijima’s nose, I’m living the sexiest dream, thank you~”

“Oh shush,” said Makoto, slapping my knee lightly with a smile. “Still, I can’t even swallow one of your semen waves solo? I guess I need more training…”

Futaba, who had grabbed her glasses from the bedside table at this point, seemed rather interested, “Woah, there’s blowjob training? Can you spec your build into like tongue play or deep throating?” Man, I’m glad her questions don’t matter right now.

“I think she means more time with Ren, Futaba,” said Ann, “But don’t go hogging him all to yourself, Makoto! He may need to cum four times a day but that’s no excuse to be greedy~”

Her teasing words along with wiggling fingers made Makoto blush and look away, “I… apologise. My body just got so… h-hot when I was watching him sleep…”

“Mako-chan is cute when she’s honest,” said Haru, only making the poor Niijima blush even harder than before. “I probably would have woken Ren-kun up in a similar way… though, m-maybe nothing below the belt today…”

“Hm?” I asked, a little confused by her words. Then noticing the other three seemed to be in complete agreement.

“L-last night was amazing, Ren!” Ann quickly reassured, looking a little guilty as well, “But… um…”

Futaba was not one to dance around the subject and fell down onto the bed to begin rubbing her mons, “You TPK’D us last night! Fighting that raid boss down there has me aching all over inside!”

“Ah! I-I’m sorry!” I recoiled a bit, “Do you… can I…”

“Ren! Ren, it’s natural to feel a little wiped out after such a fantastic evening,” said Makoto, quickly crawling to me to hug our naked bodies together. “You went above and beyond. Give us today and I’m sure we’ll be begging you to get back inside our v-vaginas again.”

“Someone lost confidence in the word ‘pussy’,” Teased Ann.

“Mako-chan is right. I think I’m just feeling a little raw. M-maybe I need more training too, haha.”

I sighed, knowing they were right. They did look rather refreshed today, glowing that little bit brighter and smiling that little bit warmer as they all remembered the thrills of our post-party sex parade. Maybe I shouldn’t remove their feelings so quickly with my power, as they all did their part last night. I just had to figure out a way to cum three more times without them today. Totally achievable… probably. Still, I can improve things for next time.

“Wouldn’t sex training just happen naturally the more sex you have? Getting better at pleasing your partner, knowing what they like before they know it, being able to remove your gag reflex to swallow more cum, that kinda thing?” Hm, some of those probably weren’t necessary but they just sounded too fun in my head…

“Haha, sounds like Joker wants us to get right back on to ride his training bike!” giggled Ann, though she shifted herself to the edge of the bed first, “Let’s at least eat some food first, Ren. Maybe we’ll all cook for you while only wearing aprons~”

The fact my snake shifted by itself made the other girls jump a little, “That cock never dies down, huh?” Futaba mumbled, giving it a quick kiss to clean up some of the cum Makoto had left behind before following Ann out the room.

Makoto left next, none of the girls taking any of their clothes with them, and I stared at her bouncing backside all the way out the door. Thankfully even in this colder month the heating in Ann’s home kept it warm enough for them all to walk around nude.

Though it seems we have one that hadn’t left yet. Haru was looking around a little awkwardly, scrunching her hands in a way that made her thick breasts smush together very hypnotically, “Um, Ren-kun… about last night…”

“...ah, yeah. Um… yeah…”

WHAT THE FUCK DO I SAY?!

“Th-there was a lot of… things, said last night… a-about f-fate…”

I nodded slowly, knowing exactly what she was alluding to but not able to vocalise it either.

“W-well, I just… there’s ways to s-stop fate… it is the morning after, a-and there are pills…” Oh, right! Those things! I guess that would probably still work, even with the reality shifts. “Ann-chan offered me one. Th-the others are all taking theirs right now, b-but… but…”

Scratching at my neck, I couldn’t flat out lie to her, “It is a big step for two so young…”

“It is…” She nodded, looking more than a little disappointed, “I… I can definitely wait! If you’re not ready then it… it wouldn’t be fair…”

I looked at her with a little grin, seeing how much she wanted this was pretty cute, “So you’re, like, ready ready.”

Her sheepish blush couldn’t look me in the eyes, “Sorry. I’m not trying to put pressure on you… especially since we’ve only been d-dating a single day. I got overexcited… b-but I’d also feel upset at myself if I didn’t ask you…”

“It’s such a massive question… do I want you to keep our baby?”

“Yes. Do you?”

…oh balls.

My mind was just mindlessly autofilling the question she was posing to me! That counts?! I… I…

Damn, now I really want Haru to be pregnant!

My DNA inside her, her belly getting bigger every day, naming the child, first steps, parent-teacher conferences, making them a younger sibling, their first heartbreak, moving away from home, making another sibling, climbing the corporate ladder, seeing them grow their own family…

“...will the grandkids call me pop-pop or papi…?” I muttered under my breath.

“G-grandkids?!” exclaimed Haru, placing her hands over her mouth, “R-Ren?! Does that mean…?”

With much guilt at the fact I’d done this to myself, I shuffled forwards and wrapped her naked body into a hug. Feeling her warm skin against mine, her own soft hands rub down my back so sensually. She was gonna make an amazing mom with these hugs… “I, uh, d-don’t take the pill…”

Haru’s head pressed firmly against my chest, and though she tried to bury it I could hear a little squeak of happiness escape the heiress. “Thank you, Ren.” She said into my chest, a few sensations of water dotting against my skin that made me move us about just enough so I could kiss her. A long drawn out loving smooch to the first girl I’ve gotten pregnant with this madness.

Wait, ‘first’? I hope I didn’t give myself a breeding fetish…

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I’m starting to get used to my boner.

After a lovely session of watching the girls cook, I got to enjoy a hearty meal of bacon and eggs on Ann’s couch. You get all these female friends and you never expect to be eating breakfast with them so casually in the nude. Thin waists, big breasts, flashes of well fucked crotches, for a hormonal man like myself it was all really hot.

Eating food with a very excited heart made me probably eat too quickly. It was a tense feeling down there, but something I can evolve to accept. Like I insisted on doing the washing up afterwards while they continued to eat, and I was able to reach over my own shelf to do what needed to be done. Awkwardly, but I did do it.

“Having breakfast like this is kinda hot, isn’t it?” Said Ann, putting her own finished plate down. “Sexy cooking is a thing, right?”

Futaba smugly pushed her glasses up, “If you’re asking if food is a fetish, then yes, my dear sweet summer child. Almost everything online has been fetishised at some point. I can recommend several doujins that utilise male semen is unique-”

“I think we’ve heard enough.”

“W-wait, Mako-chan! I want to hear!” Said Haru, looking a little more nervous as I rejoined them in the main area, “U-um… Futaba-chan, what do they do with the s-s-semen?”

“Oh, lots of things! Some doujins have the cum just splattered on top like a dressing, others have mixing it in with cake batter, there’s using it as a substitute for milk in coffee…”

I could see Haru’s interest pique in real time, “C-coffee?”

“Okay! Doujin education time is over,” said Makoto, standing right up in front of the conversation train to derail it immediately, “Ren, shall we go and take a bath? We didn’t get to do one before we went to Ann’s bed last night. I also want to get one more load out of your testicles before your doctor’s appointment later.”

“Uh, s-sure!” Man, Makoto’s way more on the ball about my balls than me. Plus, the bath will cross off at least one of Benzaiten’s ‘to-do list items’. Though I should have probably capitalised on the food topic more…

As the five of us headed towards Ann’s bathroom, Futaba slumped, “Aww, I wanted to try and get Noir to make semen coffee…”

“Haha! Haru’s tea shop is definitely going to be interesting with menu items like that!” Ann joked with a big smile, “Hey, since we’re heading to the bath, you know what we forgot to do last night? We never got Joker to check what all our titty milk tastes like!”

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“M-mountain dew flavour?!” I blurted out after swallowing.

Futaba was both smirking and panting, proud of her tastes but coming down from the high of the breast based orgasm I’d delivered upon her. “W-woo! G-gamer juice in my ve~eins!” She cheered, nearly slipping in the wet bath before I caught her naked body.

It was a bit of a squeeze for all of us in here. The water was nice, and Beauty Thief was behind me, once more being treated as my gallant pillow while we both lay in the bath so she could wash my back. Makoto was sitting at the other end thoroughly cleaning my dick. So much soap flying everywhere it was kinda hard to see where my dick even stood. Ann’s diligent fingers were helping her, but she was squatting outside the bath. All while Futaba now lay on top of me, having just fed me a heaping helping of milk from her modest chest.

I wasn’t exactly complaining about sucking on some tits, helped along by my new vibrating tongue, but I was a bit confused by the logistics of this new reality, “Is it safe to have that much caffeine running around inside you?”

“To be fair it’s only flavoured like that. Medically the substance is no different than regular milk, it just takes on the tastes of the woman who created it,” explained Makoto, though her eyes went somewhat lowered towards Futaba, “That said, we may need to discuss your drinking habits at some point.”

Makes sense. At least that means we won’t be poisoning the baby with Noir’s latte flavoured milk, just getting her started early in the family coffee business.

Before responding, Futaba made out with me for a bit. Clearly trying to taste some of herself on my tongue, though I didn’t mind, “Mm. Noice. And don’t judge me, Queen, until you get your boobs in Ren’s face!”

It was a bit awkward to move around, but after Futaba stepped out, Makoto stepped up with a huff. Her chest was a bit bigger than Futaba’s which made it easier to get my mouth around her pointed nipple and start licking at it. I couldn’t stop myself from squeezing the other one, but from Makoto’s moans she was into it too. After teasing her for a few moments, my vibrating tongue really started putting in the work as I pressed it hard into her areola. The long and bizarre feeling made Makoto’s titties jump in orgasm, and I was once more fed a large squirt of her milk to coat my tongue and fill my throat.

“Mm! Matcha!”

“Haa… Haa…” Panted Makoto. Her orgasm making her quite gooey looking, but she did have enough wherewithal to shoot a glance back at the gremlin.

“Whatever. Like your green liquid is so much better than mine,” said Futaba with a roll of her eyes, “Also Queen’s boobies are a quick shot!”

“My turn!” Ann insisted, only letting Makoto get a quick kiss in before everyone started moving around again. “You also have to say whose milk you like the most, Ren~!”

“Ugh…” I groaned just before she shoved her boob right in my face. I don’t love picking favourites for an act I enjoyed thoroughly from all four of them. Oh well, better just suck Ann’s tit and enjoy myself.

Having one of the larger set of breasts for the group did help yet also hinder. My face was just smothered by her soft flesh, which made it slightly more tricky to latch onto her nipple. I really had to suck my lips in around it to make sure it didn’t jiggle itself out… what had my life become where this was an issue I had to think about? My hand once more tugged and groped at her other boob, all while I sent pleasurable jolts of pleasure into her chest with my vibrating tongue.

I played around a little more with Ann, not pressing as firmly with the vibrations but circling around her areola, flicking it, and only tempting her with release the more I sucked on her. The coos of pleasure above showed how much the model was appreciating my technique. I wonder if this was because of the sex training reality shift? I was on my fourth tit sucking now…

Hands by my crotch continued to soapily stroke me off. The sheer amount of attention I was getting, and having sported a boner for the last hour, made my own orgasm rear its ugly head. Soon I was sucking Ann’s chest with a sense of urgent fervour, the other girls all recognising my manner and working together to bring my own climax to fruition.

Our shared orgasm felt a little more special. My cum surging up my body and onto her back, covering a bit of Makoto and Futaba too with the huge amount of it rocketing out my tip. Ann’s milk flooded my mouth as well, and I drank the sweet tasting substance with gusto while my cock petered out of jism.

“Mm, vanilla~” I hummed as Ann slid down my body. Her tired form looking too pleasured to climb up me, instead I shared the taste with Haru who was looking a little lonely behind me.

“Mm! Very tasty, Ann-chan!” She cooed, “I say our amazing host won the taste contest, right Joker?”

Seeing what she was saying, I gave an agreeable grunt, “I’d say so.”

“Yaayyyy~” Ann cheered, waving her hand in tired victory, face against my chest with a lewd smile on her lips.

Makoto, still licking up my cum, started moving us around again, “We should probably switch to the shower to get actually cleaned. Mm…”

“Careful Joker! If Queen drinks any more of you her titty milk is gonna start tasting like your jizz!” Futaba laughed.

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After the bath we all finally got changed. It was nearing two by the time we’d finished drying up, cleaning Ann’s house from the party, changing her sheets, and finally getting close to the door to leave.

“And you sure you don’t want any of us to join you at the clinic?” Asked Ann, looking a little trepidatious to be sending me out.

“Thanks, but I’m sure, I think it’s best if I just see her solo,” I gave the blonde a little kiss of reassurance.

Makoto looked similarly worried, but her anxiousness to get back to Sae before she overreacted was overwhelming that, “Okay, but call us if Ms. Takemi only needs one load from you, okay? One of us will definitely come running to help with your final one.”

“Aye aye.” I said with a smile, pecking her on the lips as well.

“We should all do the cosplay thing again!” Said Futaba, “M-maybe next time I can be your precious ‘Nami-chwan.’”

After a third kiss, I apparently had such encyclopedic knowledge I anally corrected her, “Actually it’s Nami-’swan’. Sanji adds ‘chwan’ to Robin, not Na-”

“Nerd! Super nerd! My cred is being challenged!” She pointed accusingly at me.

And lastly was a quick kiss to Haru, who gripped my hand a little extra bit of time in playful longingness, “Have fun with Takemi-chan, Ren-kun.”

“Ah yes, ‘But not too much fun’ is usually the next line~” I quipped, stepping through the door of Ann’s place.

“Oh, I don’t mind about that. Your condition is… strange. But all of us know you may need even more than our help to keep it under control.”

The four of them were all in agreement there as I began to wave my final goodbyes. I’m so lucky to have not one, but four amazing partners that are so understanding with this silly reality I’ve created. What a wild ride, but I couldn’t help feeling content with them, “Thanks, I appreciate it. Honestly, it almost sounds like you girls want me to have a big harem?!”

…

I swear, I didn’t mean to add a question mark to the end there.

Like, I was just going to make it a statement/bad joke, cause I’m the Joker, baby. Why the fuck didn’t my brain listen?! Why did it raise the inflection of my voice at the last second?! Fuck, was it even me?! Benzaiten is still the God of the Throat, is he able to make certain things I say questions without my say-so?!

“W-we’re already sharing you between the four of us. Clearly we all think it’s pretty arousing to have a boyfriend be such a stud…” Said Makoto, eyes clouding over a bit with imagination.

“Shiho keeps commenting on our photos…” Ann added with a similar lip biting blush.

“I so wanna see you with your teacher…” Mumbled Futaba.

“L-looks like you’ve got nothing to worry about,” Said Haru, also blushing with a big smile, “So again, have lots of fun with Takemi-chan!”

Then the door closed on me. Leaving me with the single line in my brain, from the immortal words of a cartoon dog:

Ruh-roh.