[ NTR ] Highschool DxD: Boob Emperor's Conquest!

Issei Hyoudou had always been known as a serious pervert. That was just who he was, and he never really tried to hide it. But everything shifted the day he first reached out and truly connected with Destiny Dragon, the Destiny Dragon who lived deep inside him. From that moment on, he wasn’t just some horny guy anymore. He became someone women openly wanted, someone they couldn’t stop craving.

The birth of the Destiny Dragon of Submission happened in a moment of raw intensity. Issei drove himself into her needy body, pushing upward until she was completely overwhelmed, filling her with his seed as he finally reached his limit. It was the release that ended a long, exhausting night, one where she had already been brought to climax more than ten times before that final moment. Both of them were left shaking from it.

Afterward, they lay together, barely conscious, caught between exhaustion and pleasure. Their bodies were heavy, their minds foggy, but the feeling of closeness lingered. Eventually, once they had recovered enough to think clearly again, Issei drew her back into his inner world, returning her to his mindscape before heading home himself.

Destiny Dragon had been happy that day. Truly happy. She was more than willing to follow his lead, eager to obey him in every possible way. She looked forward to what the future might hold with him as her master, excited to guide him and teach him how to use her power, which had now become his power, to its absolute limit.

Back in the present, Destiny Dragon was pulled out of her pleasant memories when something in the real world caught her attention. From inside Issei’s mind, she had a perfect view of everything going on around him. He had set it up that way himself when he first learned how to properly move through his mindscape.

Because of that, she could watch him whenever she wanted, all day if she felt like it. Most of the time, she did exactly that, unless she was busy thinking, drifting through old memories, or being summoned into the real world so he could use her for his own pleasure.

Of course, Issei Hyoudou wasn’t just a pervert. He was also a smooth talker, a full-on player. Even with his obvious and sometimes blunt desires, he had a way with words that could easily charm girls his own age and even plenty of women who were older than him.

Because of this, Issei ended up getting a lot of sex. It helped that he attended Kuoh Academy, a school that had originally been an all-girls institution. Even now, the place was packed with young, impressionable women, easily making up about ninety percent of the student body.

Issei left a strong impression on almost everyone he met, both in how he acted and how he looked. Because of that, most of the women he hooked up with stopped being all that interesting to watch after a while. It was usually the same routine, over and over again.

Seeing the captain of Kuoh Academy’s gymnastics team desperately go down on him, all because she hoped he might maybe consider showing up to one of her meets if he ever felt like it, stopped being amusing pretty quickly. By the twentieth time she made the offer, it had completely lost its novelty.

He had never actually attended any of her meets, and by now she wasn’t even pretending that was the real reason she kept coming back to service him whenever he wanted.

Hell, the last time she had done anything like this, she hadn’t even bothered with subtlety. She had simply asked him to talk somewhere private, led him into an empty classroom no one was using, and then dropped down in front of him without hesitation to service him. When he was finished and had left his release across her face, the girl had stood back up, still smiling beneath the mess, waved casually, and told him she hoped they would meet again soon. She never once mentioned when that next meeting might be.

Destiny Dragon, however, was drifting off track again, her thoughts wandering where they didn’t belong. What was happening right now, in the real world, was actually far more interesting. The dragon girl leaned forward slightly and slowly licked her lips as she watched the scene unfolding in front of her. Of all people, Rias Gremory was walking up to Issei, who looked completely uninterested and emotionally distant.

The stunning, crimson-haired devil with her obvious curves clearly wanted something from him, just like Destiny Dragon had warned her master long ago. This moment marked Issei’s very first real brush with the kinds of forces Destiny Dragon had been quietly preparing him to deal with.

The Destiny Dragon couldn’t stop the grin that spread across her face as she watched it all happen. This, she decided, was going to be very entertaining.

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Rias Gremory was a young woman who had grown accustomed to getting her way. To put it simply, she had been spoiled for most of her life. While it could be said that she had turned out fairly well despite that fact, there was no denying she had been pampered growing up. Even if one ignored how much her parents doted on her as the younger child, her older brother’s constant meddling in her life, always trying to improve her situation no matter the cost, had only reinforced that spoiled nature.

A clear example of this was the simple truth that Rias had never truly had to work hard to gain a single member of her peerage. Every one of them had been handed to her in one way or another, sometimes quite literally. She had almost stumbled into forming her ‘precious’ family, never once having to truly fight, struggle, or compete for them. Fate and circumstance had simply placed them in her hands.

Because of that, approaching Issei Hyoudou, Kuoh Academy’s well-known womanizer and current teenage heartthrob, was unfamiliar territory for her. This situation wasn’t something she had dealt with before.

Still, the young man’s strength and presence were impossible to miss, just like the impact he was having on the academy as a whole. Over the past three months alone, Rias and Sona had held no fewer than ten private meetings together, all of them focused entirely on the same charismatic boy.

Sona herself was always conflicted when it came to Issei. On one hand, she could feel the same strange power around him that Rias sensed, and she was fully aware of how attractive he was. As a member of the Sitri, Sona found herself desiring Issei just as strongly, even if she hated admitting it.

Rias was well aware that Sona believed she had hidden those impure thoughts from her completely. In Sona’s mind, she was doing a good job keeping them locked away. After all, Sona was known for being serious, strict, and very by-the-book in almost everything she did.

Stories about Issei’s behavior absolutely enraged her. Every rumor she heard only made her angrier, and the only reason he had avoided punishment so far was because there was never any solid proof. There were no witnesses willing to step forward, and no hard evidence she could use against him.

The students at Kuoh loved to gossip about Issei and his reputation when it came to intimacy. They whispered about him endlessly in the halls and classrooms. Yet the moment a member of the student council confronted them directly, those same girls suddenly went silent. The ones who had openly bragged before would shut their mouths instantly, refusing to say a single word that might get their precious Issei into trouble.

By the end of it all, Sona had been left deeply frustrated. During her most recent meeting with Rias, she had bluntly stated that if the redhead didn’t step in and recruit the troublesome boy into her peerage soon, then Sona would do it herself. Her reasoning was simple on the surface. She wanted to keep a closer eye on him and try to put a stop to his shameless and scandalous behavior.

Rias, however, had noticed something else entirely. The faint blush that had crept onto Sona’s cheeks told a very different story. It made Rias suspect that her friend might be thinking about a far more personal and specific kind of punishment. As she reflected on it, the redhead couldn’t help but wonder who would really be controlling whom if such a union ever happened.