Chapter 1: Knowledge Is Power
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Tanukichi Okuma is the son of the infamous erotic terrorist (ero-ist) Zenjoru Okuma, who attempted to overthrow the oppressive government of Japan by telling dirty jokes and throwing around condoms right in front of parliament. He's been in prison ever since, and he left a permanent stain on his family.
Every since that day, Tanukichi Okuma resolved to be better than his father. He followed all the rules, got the best grades in his class, and donated to the morality police that ruled the country. He was such an exceptionally good and 'pure' student that he even got accepted to the to morality college in Japan, Tokioka Academy. To the country, he was a shining example of what you could do if you set your body and mind on the path of being morally pure.
But, despite outward appearances, Tanukichi was actually very conflicted inside. Unlike most of his peers, he knew what lewdness was really like. He knew about dirty jokes and puns, he knew all the unacceptable names for genitalia, and his father even gave him 'the talk' before he was arrested, so he even knew what sex was. In a world where the word 'sex' wasn't even in the dictionary, let alone in the common lexicon, he often felt like the only person who could see in a world run by the blind. And he definitely felt that way today.
Tanukichi groaned in annoyance as the train he was on slowly grew more crowded. It wasn't that he was claustrophobic - though how cramped the car he was in didn't make things any better. No, what got on his nerves was how everyone around him acted.
All around the train car, men and women casually brushed against one another. He could see women's' breasts press against each other, men casually brush their hands against women's rears as they moved around, and he could even see women rub their legs around on men's groins without any of them so much as blinking an eye. They were all being so lewd without noticing it. Tanukichi knew that their bracelets would normally stop this kind of behavior, but they could tell if the touching was intentionally sexual, so all he could do was stand there and watch as his commute to his first day at Tokioka resembled a softcore porn.
"Should I point out what they're doing?" Tanukichi wondered to himself. "Would they even believe me if I told him?"
As he thought that, the train came to another stop and loaded even more passengers. With no more standing room available, Tanukichi found himself forced to sit down to make room - and he wasn't the only one.
"Ooof!" Tanukichi grunted as a woman with long, blonde hair and wearing a uniform for Tokioka Academy (a conservative outfit with a white undershirt, red tie, thick grey coat, and an ankle-length blue skirt) sat on his groin. "Hey, watch it!"
"Sorry, but there just isn't any more room," the random woman apologized. "I'll give you more space as soon as there's more room, okay?"
"Space... isn't the issue here," Tanukichi grunted. He felt himself growing hard as his dick was sandwiched between her soft ass cheeks.
"Huh? Then what is the problem?" the woman asked, confused.
"I... I can't say." Tanukichi grunted and looked away, trying his very best not to imagine railing the cute girl who was currently touching his dick.
"Whatever... weirdo." The woman activated her wrist monitor and a small projection appeared, allowing her to surf the web as she sat on Tanukichi's groin. She still moved around to get comfortable, though, but the more she moved the harder Tanukichi got, which only caused the girl to get more uncomfortable and move around even more.
"Do you have a banana in your pocket or something? You really should keep your food in your lunch box," the woman said, unknowingly dry humping his groin.
"This isn't fair... this woman is practically molesting me." Tanukichi thought to himself as his erection grew more and more painful. "I want to touch her back... but because I know what I'm doing, I can't!"
The train stopped once again and loaded on a few more passengers, forcing the girl in his lap even harder into his body. He could smell the sweet strawberry shampoo she used on her hair as her pussy ground directly on his dick. It was through four layers of clothing, but to him there was no mistake - her labia was sliding right along his shaft.
"I... I can't take it anymore!" Tanukichi reached around to the girl's front and brought his hands closed to her breasts. "No! I can't! If I molest this woman, I'll get caught immediately and spend the rest of my life in prison like dad! I'll never get to see Anna again!"
He'd seen it happen once before - a molester dragged off by the morality police as soon as the train came to a stop, though the woman he had groped just seemed confused instead of outraged.
"But... it's so tempting..." Tanukichi was practically drooling now as he looked down at the girl's tits from behind. "What's even the point of knowing what lewdness is if I can't use it for anything? Maybe... I can do it once and say may bracelet's malfunctioning... yeah, that's it..."
His hands moved closer to the girl's breasts, though she was too busy browsing the internet to notice.
Throwing caution, and his future, to the wind, Tanukichi took a deep breath and groped the woman's breasts. He closed his eyes and waited for the inevitable... but nothing happened. There were no sirens, no alarms, no electronic voices telling him to stop, nothing. The woman in his lap didn't even bother to look up from her wrist projection, she was so unconcerned by what Tanukichi was doing.
"This... this can't be happening!" Tanukichi thought to himself. "I'm touching this girl sexually and... getting away with it?!?"
He simply held the woman's breasts in his hands for over a minute, forgetting to even breathe as he felt how soft and plump they were. He had dreams about touching a woman like this - usually a very specific woman - but he never thought that any of them would ever come true.
Cautiously, Tanukichi began to move his hands around, getting an even better feel for her breasts and making his cock even harder in the process. He squeezed and pulled them without reservation, getting to know every detail he could through her layers of clothing.
"This... this is awesome!" Tanukichi thought with a dumb smile on his face. "They're so squishy... but firm at the same time... and I can feel the detail of her bra too! It's... surprisingly lacy!"
The woman his lap, for her part, was finally starting to notice what Tanukichi was doing. She though that maybe he was just hanging onto her so she wouldn't fall off his lap, or maybe he was just getting comfortable too, so she didn't find a reason to complain. But for some reason, what he was doing to her was making her body feel... hot. It was almost like she had a fever, and her stomach tingled with strange sensations. Her head seemed so light. She had never felt like this before, but... it wasn't entirely bad either.
She resolved herself to drink some ginger tea when she got the chance. That usually calmed her stomach and her nerves.
Tanukichi was quickly loosing what self control he still had, rubbing the woman's breasts furiously as he outright humped her plump rear. Both his hips and her hips seemed to move on their own as their groins rubbed against each other faster and faster until...
*Splurt Splurt*
Tanukichi's heart fluttered for a moment as he enjoyed the feeling of his very first orgasm before slowly sinking a few moments later as he realized the mess he had just made in his pants - and all over the girl's skirt.
"Hmm? I feel something... wet." The girl reached down behind her, touched Tanukichi's semen, and brought it up to her face. "Oh no! I squashed your banana, haven't I? I'm sorry, but you really shouldn't keep food like that in your pants."
"It's, uh, no big deal." Tanukichi said. "I'll just... buy another one later."
"Okay, but... you go to Tokioka, right?" the girl asked. "How about I buy you a lunch there sometime to make up for it? Oh, my name is Kaede, by the way."
"Tanukichi... and yeah, I'd like that."
The train then finally came to a stop again, reaching the station closest to Tokioka and letting the students out to begin their day. As Kaede left, she tasted Tanukichi's sperm off her finger and as fascinated by the taste. Tanukichi himself was the last one out, though, as he hastily dried himself off wish some tissues he had in his backpack.
"Geeze... what a way to start my first day of school," he said to himself, annoyed.
"I know, right?" Another woman walked up to him, this time with long, black hair, and C-cup breasts. "That was the most fun I've had in years!"
"Huh? Who are you?" Tanukichi asked, very confused.
"My name is Ayame Kajou, and I am the reason you haven't been arrested right now." The strange girl smirked and pressed a finger into Tanukichi's chest.
"Um, er, I, uh... I have no idea what you're talking about." Tanukichi looked away and scratched his cheek, trying to act casual and failing miserably at it.
"You don't need to lie about it." Ayame smiled devilishly. "I know you smeared her toast with your cock butter like she was a slutty sandwich and you were a clumsy chef who only knows how to use mayonnaise. Not that I blame you, though. If I could have busted a nut on her, I wouldn't have stopped at just her ass!"
"Guuuh!" Tanukichi looked at Ayame with shock. "Don't say stuff like that! Do you want the morality to police to tackle you or something?"
"Relax, big boy, I don't have to worry about a sloppy janitor washing my mouth out with soap. At least, not as long as I've got this!" Ayame reached into her jacket and took out an open pink flip phone.
"An... antique phone?" Tunukichi took the phone from her hand and examined it.
"That's just the cover - the condom, if you would," Ayame explained. "It's actually a device that disrupts the morality police's monitoring. I turned it on as soon as I saw you ogling that babe's chest, and it wasn't a second too soon! The phone used to only work for three minutes a day, but after some amateur hacking and tinkering, I got it so this baby can work twenty four hours a day, seven days a week! I even managed to make a copy too!" She reached into her jacket again and pulled out an identical one. "You can keep that one if you like."
"Keep it? Why would I do that?" Tanukichi asked. "What would I need it for?"
"So you can keep doing stuff like what you did on the train, duh!" Ayame said, flicking Tanukichi on the forehead. "Think of it as like a... normality device. Our bracelets and necklaces decide what's normal and what's indecent, but as long as its open, everything you do becomes normal!"
"Normality device? That's the dumbest thing I've ever heard," Tanukichi replied.
"Really? As dumb as all the rules we have to follow in this society? The ones that say you can't suck two dudes' dicks in the bathroom during school because it's 'immoral' and 'unsanitary'. The same rules that say that you can't have more than one girlfriend, and the girlfriend you do have you can't even sleep in the same bed with?" Ayame asked. "Face it, Tanukichi, we already live in a pretty stupid world. But with these little phones... we can change it. Shift what society sees as acceptable until the world finally becomes fun again!"
"Well... I might not agree with everything the morality police do, but you have to admit that Japan has been pretty peaceful ever since they took control," Tanukichi countered.
"You mean boring! A world where a girl can't even rub her clit on her desk until she cums screaming and leaves a big puddle on the floor for the confused janitor to clean up isn't even worth living in!" Ayame said as loud as she could without drawing attention to herself. "You have to help me, Tanukichi. This world needs saving."
"What? But why me?" Tanukichi asked.
"Because, numb nuts, you're the first boy I've met since my father who knew what sex even was! And I need to have at least one boy in my ero-ist organization if I want my revolution to take hold. Without it, it would be like... an ass without a plug, or vibrator without a battery!" Ayame explained.
"Eroist? Father?" Tanuki asked.
"Yeah, my dad was Masashi Endo, a politician who opposed the morality police. He was arrested for supposedly fucking a schoolgirl, but I know that he had to have been framed... my dad was only into GMILFs." Ayame cried passionately as she spoke. "Ever since the day he was arrested, I dedicated myself to ending the tyranny of the morality police by founding the ero-ist organization... SOX!"
Tanukichi's eyes widened, horrified.
"You're... you're..."
"Infamous ero-ist Blue Snow?" Ayame smirked and made a peace sign with her right hand. "The one and only. I've been trying to break down the system for years by spreading pronography and sex toys, but most people didn't even know what they were for and threw them away. But this year is going to be different... I just know it! We have the phones now, and we are going to change Japanese society for the better? What do you say, Tanukichi? Will you join me in my normality revolution?"
"No, of course not going to do something crazy like that!" Tanukichi replied, taking a step back from the madwoman.
"No?" Ayame blinked a few times in confusion. "What do you mean 'no'? I... don't understand."
"What's there to understand?" Tanukichi asked as he began to finally walk towards his new school. "I don't want to be part of your perverted organization."
"Perverted?! You're one to talk," Ayame quietly chastised him as they walked.
"That... was just a moment of weakness," Tanukichi said, speaking more to himself than to Ayame. "Look, I've got a reputation I need to uphold. I'm already on thin ice because of my father, so I can't risk hanging out with a weirdo like you!"
"Weirdo?! I'm not weird, it's society that's weird! Can't you see it, Tanukichi!?" Ayame begged.
Tanukichi paused for a moment before stopping in his tracks.
"Look, I know this world is very restrictive, but this world... isn't that bad." Tanukichi said. "It's pure and wholesome, and no one has to worry about things like sexual harassment or rape. Things are just... better this way."
"Better?! Have you seen the birth rates, Tanukichi? In a few generations, there won't even be a Japan anymore! Just a bunch of uninhabited rocks in the ocean!" Ayame was clearly growing desperate.
"Well... that's not really my problem," Tanukichi said with a shrug before he continued on his way. "I've got a good life and a bright future ahead of me, and that's all that matters. I'm not going to risk all that over your silly obsessions."
"This is all because of her, isn't it?" Ayame asked, grimacing. "The school's precious little flower."
Tanukichi stopped again. "So what if it is?"
Ayame sighed, defeated. "Fine... but you really can keep that phone, if you want. You never know when it might be useful~"
"Yeah, right." Tanukichi took the phone out of his pocket, leaving Ayame behind as he entered the school. "This thing is just a hunk of junk as far as I'm concerned. I should just... throw it away right now, to make sure it doesn't fall into the wrong hands."
Tanukichi looked up and saw a garbage can less than a foot away.
"But then again, it would be a waste of a perfectly good antique. Plus, it won't harm anyone if I just keep it in my pocket, right? Not to mention, if I threw it away, someone else could easily find it and abuse it," Tanuikchi silently told himself. "I better hang onto it then... for safe keeping. Yeah, safe keeping..."
Chapter Text
His conscience satisfied for now, Tanukichi put the phone back in his pocket and walked the rest of his way to his first class of the day. He was a good student, so he arrived pretty early, giving him a chance to settle in at his desk.
"Biology 101," he said to himself as he took out his textbook. "Should be a pretty interesting class, even if most of the pages in the book are blank now. At least it'll be easier to study for!"
Tanukichi checked the time on his monitoring bracelet and saw he still had ten minutes before class officially started.
"Hmm, might as well use this time to watch Anna's new year address." Tanukichi activated the projection on his right bracelet and brought up a video of student body president Anna Nishikinomiya. She had lovely blue eyes, a custom surveillance necklace with a pendant shaped like a snowflake, breasts that were at least E in size, and silver hair that highlighted her half-Russian heritage. She was currently a sophomore at Tokioka and wore uniform identical to all the other girls' in the school.
"To all my new students, I would first like to say 'congratulations' for making it in," she began. Her voice was soft and, to Tanukichi, she sounded exactly like an angel. "As your president, it's my honor and privilege to welcome you to our school. I know it goes for all of you, whether you're new or you've been here a long time, we're all a little nervous to start a term at such a prestigious school. But we cannot forget why we're here..."
"Oh Anna, you never cease to amaze me," Tanukichi thought to himself. Anna was his childhood best friend, and the only person who would even talk to him after his father was arrested. He wasn't really all that interested in Tokioka Academy, but the simple fact that Anna was there meant that he had to go too. He had to be there to support her, to help her... but even if he just got to be near such a pure and perfect woman he would be satisfied.
"Mr. Okuma. Mr. Okuma." A tired, feminine voice repeated Tanukichi's last name over and over again, but he was so entranced by Anna's beauty that he didn't even notice. He only paid the voice any attention after he felt something under his desk bump into his groin.
"Mr. Okuma," the muffled voice said right next to his crotch, causing Tanukichi to gasp and push his chair backwards.
Looking down, Tanukichi saw a woman with green hair, very dark bags under her exhausted purple eyes, and she was wearing a white lab coat over her normal school uniform. At the moment, she was between his legs with her face pressed up directly against his groin.
"Mr. Okuma," she said in a monotone voice, pulling her face back a little now that she had his attention. "Hello, my name is Hyouka Fuwa. Sorry, I know this isn't the proper way to meet someone, but I have a question I must ask you. Please, tell me where babies come from and how they are created."
"Huh?" Tanukichi tried to get away from the strange woman by scooting backwards, but she followed him, keeping her face close.
"I need to know the exact process, so please, be as detailed possible." Her voice was completely serious, without any irony or joviality to it all.
"Why are you asking me that? You have the same textbooks I do." Tanukichi replied. "When a man and a woman love each other very much, they hold hands at a respectable distance and-"
"But those books were lying to me, just like our whole society," Hyouka countered, her face getting even closer to his. "Scientifically speaking, the concept of love is far too vague and undefined to serve as a reliable biological mechanism for reproduction. It is my goal to discover the actual biological process, whatever it takes."
"Geeze, people are even more clueless about sex than I thought." Tanukichi though to himself.
"For days, I conducted research outside the gynecology clinic, waiting to ask any expecting mother I saw how babies were made. Unfortunately, I didn't see any mothers at all, and when I asked the staff they banned me from the premises for life," Hyouka Fuwa continued.
"Huh, you don't say?" Tanukichi said, pretending to be surprised. "So, uh, why are you asking me this again?"
"I know you're an outsider, Mr. Okuma. You're not like the rest of us. You know things we don't. You know the real truth." Hyouka placed her hands on Tanukichi's shoulders and pulled herself upward, her face now right next to his as she leaned over his groin. "So, I need you to tell me, please, in the name of science, how babies are made. And if a verbal explanation is too difficult, then I will accept a demonstration."
Her face was so close to Tanukichi's now that he could feel her breath on his lips. He began to sweat profusely. Could he really give her 'the talk' right here in front of all his classmates?
Before Tanukichi could say anything, however, Hyouka's head was suddenly smashed back down towards his groin by a book bag landing on her head.
Tanukichi looked at the owner of the book bag and saw that it was none other than Ayame Kajou, only this time she was wearing brown glasses and her flowing black hair was tied back into a conservative ponytail.
"Tanukichi Okuma, right?" she asked, as if she hadn't already met him. "It is a pleasure to meet you. My name is Ayame Kajou, and I am the student body vice president."
"You're the vice president, Ayame? You have to be kidding me." Tanukichi said in disbelief.
"You'll find that I'm not a very jokey person," she replied. "You've been nominated by the student body president to serve as an intern for general affairs of the student council. Would you be so kind as to accompany me to our meeting?"
"Uh, of course! Anything for the student body president!" Tanukichi replied out of reflex.
"May I ask one thing before you go?" Hyouka said, her face currently pressed hard against Tanukichi's groin by Ayame's bag. "My current theory is hat pen-er." She caught herself mid sentence. "That was close. I'll use euphemisms instead. My current hypothesis is that a man's cucumber is key to conception. Can you confirm that?"
Hyouka stared up at Tanukichi with tired eyes, while Ayame looked at him expectantly. On the one hand, he really didn't want to keep the student president waiting. On the other hand, Hyouka's lips were directly on his cock (with some pants in between) so his rational judgement was a little bit hindered at the moment.
"I'm afraid he does not have time for that right now," Ayame said as she pulled Tanukichi out of his seat and towards the door of the classroom. "You will have to ask him again later."
"Very well then," Hyouka replied as she watched them leave. "I will wait as long as I need to in order to find the truth."
"Thanks, you really saved my butt again there," Tanukichi said to Ayame as they walked through the halls of the school. "But, uh, why did you act like we haven't met before?"
"I have no idea what you are talking about," Ayame answered. "Although your reputation precedes you, we've never met before today."
"So cold..." Tanukichi thought to himself. "She must be acting like this because I turned down the offer to join her weird terrorist organization. Oh well... at least she's no longer bugging me about it."
A minute later and the two of them arrive in the student council's office, where Anna Nishikinomiya was waiting behind her desk. Tanukichi almost swooned the moment he saw her, but he managed to stop himself in time and keep his composure.
"It's wonderful to meet you Tanukichi," Anna greeted, causing a small pang of anguish in Tanukichi's heart.
"She doesn't remember me," he thought pityingly to himself.
"My name is Anna and, as you may have gathered from my speech, I'm a sophomore here at our school." Anna continued, not noticing Tanukichi's reaction. "As president of the student body, let me first state how overjoyed we are to finally have you here. We've been looking forward to you joining the school for a long time. Your test scores are some of the best in the nation, and you've never once been punished for violating public morality."
"I-I am honored to be here, Ms. Nishikinomiya," Tanukichi said with a bow.
"Now that introductions are out of the way, I'd like to get down to the real business of why were are here." Anna looked up at Tanukichi with her pure, innocent smile and asked "Are you willing to accept your nomination to the student council and dedicate yourself to protecting public morality?"
"Of course! Thank you for the honor, I'll do anything you want!" Tanukichi replied enthusiastically.
"Boy, you're eager." Ayame shot Tanukichi a glare so sharp it could cut through glass, though he just ignored her.
"But... why did you pick me to be an intern? I didn't even apply," Tanukichi asked. "And there's my... family history to consider."
"That's the reason we chose you, actually," Anna replied. "We are facing a crisis, and we believe that you are perfectly suited to handle it." Anna placed a hand in front of her lips in a 'shushing' motion. "What I am about to share with you is highly confidential, okay?"
"Sure, I won't tell a soul, I swear!" Tanukichi replied nervously.
"For years, this city and this school has enjoyed their status as the most morally pure places in Japan, and maybe even the world," Ana began. "But recently, a masked terrorist known as 'Blue Snow' has been spreading evil words and imagery, assaulting our reputation lowering public morality."
"I think I might have heard about Blue Snow somewhere before," Tanukichi said as Ayame glared at him even harder.
"We need to fight back against her naught rampage, but... unfortunately, we are ill-equipped." Anna blushed and bit her one of her fingernails. "The student council and I know so little about perversion that we can't even spot it when we see it. As embarrassing as it is to admit, I actually witnessed a Blue Snow attack first hand once, but I didn't do anything to stop her because I didn't notice her doing anything wrong. Even now looking back, I can't even tell what she did wrong. All she did was distribute comic books around the school, and last I checked that was not illegal."
"Anna was right next to someone giving out porn, and she didn't even know?" Tanukichi thought to himself. "I knew her heart was pure, but I didn't know it was this pure! She's so amazing!"
"Mr. Okuma, because of how you were raised, you have a grasp on vulgarity and perversion that we lack," Anna said, standing up from her desk. "So we need your help to determine what is acceptable and what is not. So please, Mr. Okuma, tell us what is and isn't perverse to save our school, our city, and probably mankind."
"O-of course, Ms. Nishikinomiya! I am at your service!" Tanukichi bowed again in reverence. "I came to this school so I could be closer to you, to make you proud! I would be honored to accept this mission!
"Heh. That's your cue, Ayame," Anna said, turning to her vice president. "Would you please show Mr. Okuma to his first assignment?"
Tanukichi and Ayame turned towards each other and, even though her face was still stoic as a stone, Ayame was smiling like a jackal on the inside.
"Yes, madame president."
"Hehe, that was some really nice enthusiasm back there, Tanukichi," Ayame said as she and Tanukichi entered an empty classroom together. Her stoic demeanor seemed to drop the instant they were alone. "You were so passionate that you almost had me convinced."
"What are you talking about?" Tanukichi asked.
"I'm talking about how you pretended to be such a good, upstanding citizen to Anna," Ayame replied as she took her flip phone out of her pocket and opened it. "She'll totally trust whatever you say now, like a girl trusting a boy who totally won't get any cum in her eyes when he blows on her face."
"Hey, I told you I wasn't going to be part of your ero-ist organization, and I meant it! I made a promise to Anna to uphold public morality at this school, and I- hey!" Tanukichi's speech was interrupted as Ayame began to rifle through his shirt pockets. "What are you doing?"
"Looking for a little something... ahah!" Ayame triumphantly pulled the phone she gave him this morning out of his pocket. "I knew you wouldn't pull out! You were in too deep, and it felt too good!"
"H-hey, that doesn't prove anything!" Tanukichi said defensively.
"Yes it does! If you were the pure virgin boy you said you were, you would have gotten rid of this or smashed this right after I gave it to you! You had plenty of time!" Ayame smiled as she took out a deck of cards. "But you kept it because you knew you could use it to have some naughty fun later! You've got bigger balls than a real Tanuki, Okuma."
"Well... just because I kept it doesn't mean plan on helping you." Tanukichi crossed his arms and turned away from Ayame.
"Please, I saved your cute little ass twice already. You owe me." Ayame poked Tanukichi on the back. "Besides, I'm not asking you to do much."
Tanukichi tried to ignore Ayame, but he felt pangs of guilt as he realized he would literally be in prison right then if it wasn't for her.
"What... exactly do you want to do?" Tanukichi asked.
"Simple! I need you to approve all of my dirty playing cards!" Ayame jumped in front of Tanukichi and revealed the fronts of the deck of cards she had, almost every single one of which depicted either a naked woman striking a pose, or the face of a woman screaming out in pure ecstasy.
"What? No way." Tanukichi pushed the cards out of his face. "That's just... gross and perverted."
"Oh, come on! They're just cards with cute girls on them!" Ayame complained. "It's artistic! They shouldn't even be banned to begin with!"
"It is pornographic material, and it would surely get yourself thrown in prison if the morality police caught you with it!" Tanukichi reminded her.
"They won't be pornographic if you say they're not~" Ayame said with an evil grin on her face. "Just give them the student council's seal of approval and I'll be able to whip these bad boys out whenever I want, and no one would even think of calling the morality police on me!"
"Couldn't you just, you know, do that already? People are so clueless here, no one would have noticed," Tanukichi pointed out.
"Maybe, but if you approve the cards then anyone who has a problem with that will mean they're questioning your judgement, and anyone who questions you questions Anna, precious student body president and daughter of the most powerful politician in the country,"Ayame countered. "No one would dare. So just do me this little, itsy bitsy little favor, and we'll consider ourselves even."
"Okay, I'll fill out the form that says that they're morally decent," Tanukichi relented, bringing up an online form on his wrist projector. "But we're even after this, got it?"
"Don't worry, after this we'll be as square as your mom's cooch after she learned to masturbate with the TV remote!" Ayame said.
"Did you really have to put it like that?" Tanukichi asked, a big drop of sweat rolling down his forehead.
"Sorry, I'm just so excited! Now dirty pictures on cards are going to be completely... normal!" Ayame practically bounced around the room in glee.
"Hey, you better not abuse this favor I'm doing you. These cards need to be for your personal use only," Tanukichi said as he finished the form.
"What, me? Do something reckless with them?" Ayame responded. "Why, Tanukichi, I would never even imagine doing something like that."
Notes:
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Chapter Text
After approving the cards, the rest of Tanukichi Okuma's day went relatively normally, aside form a few people congratulating him on his new student council position. It wasn't until the next day that he noticed any real changes.
"Oh, hey, you have a Pink? That's so rare!" he overheard a female Tokioka student say as she and her friends huddled around some cards. "Can I have it? Its so cute! I hang it from my backpack!"
"No way, I had to write someone's paper to get my hands on it! You'll have to get your own!" Her friend replied.
"Huh, they release some kind of new game recently?" He thought to himself. "Maybe Pokemon cards are finally coming back after all these years."
"Wow, look at that face," he heard another boy say on the train to school as he huddled with his friend next to him. "Is it even possible to make a face like that in real life?"
"I don't know," his friend replied. "Let me try. Mmm! Bleh! Blah!"
Curious, Tanukichi looked over the students' shoulders and saw... one of the very same orgasming women that Ayame showed him yesterday.
"Kajou..." Tanukichi grumbled to himself. "Okay, calm down. It's just two guys with one card.. one probably got curious she gave it to them. No need to freak out."
As Tanukichi got off the train, he noticed another group of Tokioka girls, this time gathering for a group selfie as they all imitated an ahegao face on a card they were holding.
"Okay, so she gave out a dozen cards... no big deal," Tanukichi said to himself.
"Hey, dude," A male student said to Tanukichi from behind a small table in front of the academy. "You're new, right? Would you like to have your fortune told?"
"Uh, sure?" Tanukichi replied.
"Let's see here..." The boy shuffled a small deck of cards and revealed the first one, which appeared to be a 4 of clubs with a picture of a woman biting her upper lip in bliss while she gives two 'peace' signs to the camera. "4 of fingers. Very interesting..." The next card was an ace of spades that showed a woman with black hair and blue eyes posing in sexy black lingerie as she laid upside down on a couch. "Ace of choice... very special." The third and final card, jack of diamonds, showed a group of girls of various ethnicities wearing Playboy bunny outfits and standing in a line. "The family of fun. According to this, you're going to have a great time here at Tokioka Academy... but someone will always be interfering with whatever choices you make. Sounds kinda contradictory."
"You don't say..." Tanukichi replied, having ignored everything the student just said. "Thanks for the, uh... reading."
"Okay, don't freak out yet... I'm sure she only gave out one or two decks..." Tanukichi thought to himself as he walked to the front door of the school - only to come to a complete halt when he opened said door.
The cards. Were. Everywhere!
People had them on their backpacks, in their pockets, on their book bags, on their books, and even on their binders. They were trading them, comparing them, and some of them were even playing games with them.
"Ha! You activated my tongue card!" A girl said to the student sitting across from her as she flipped a card to reveal a naked blonde sticking her tongue out.
"Man, this game is so unfair!" her opponent complained, slamming her cards to the ground.
"Lewd... pictures... everywhere..." Tanukichi said to himself. "Grr... Kajou!"
"Quiet down." Ayame appeared from behind Tanukichi and adjusted her glasses. "This is a school day, and shouting isn't allowed in the halls."
"Grr... you're coming with me." Tanukichi grabbed Ayame by the wrist and dragged her into an empty classroom, where she quickly lost her glasses, her ponytail, and her serious demeanor. "I thought you said you wouldn't abuse those cards being normal!"
"Hey, how was I supposed to know they'd be so popular?" Ayame feigned innocence. "You give out one card and suddenly everyone wants a deck."
"And you just happened to have thousands of spare cards lying around?" Tanukichi asked accusingly.
"Yeah - I used them in my Blue Snow terrorist attacks, but no one ever so much as picked them up," Ayame explained as she took out her phone disruptor. "But now that they've been endorsed as morally healthy by the student council, students can't get enough of them! They're like a virgin girl who just figured out how to give herself multiple orgasms, and now they're fucking themselves until they pass out!"
"You... you knew this would happen! Yesterday was just some big setup!" Tanukichi shouted.
"Yep, and you fell for it hook, line, and stinker~" Ayame stuck her tongue out at Tanukichi. "And the best part is, you're an accomplice now, so you can't even turn me in without implicating yourself! And believe me, the morality police are not forgiving about this kind of thing. Don't worry, though - that just means you can keep helping me change society without worrying about putting yourself in any more danger than you're already in."
"You... you..." Tanukichi stuttered in shock.
"You, you, you what?" Ayame asked mockingly. "Is the word you're looking for start with a 'B'? An 'A'? A 'C'? Go on, tell me! With this phone on, you can say whatever the fuck you want, so fucking say it!"
Before either of them could say anything else, however, the door to the classroom suddenly opened.
"Oh, good, I thought I heard your voices," the Anna said as she entered the room. "I'd just like to thank you again, Mr. Okuma, for clearing up that problem for us yesterday."
"Uh... clearing up?" Tanukichi asked.
"Yes - we were so confused as to why Blue Snow spread these cards around during her terrorist attacks, but now we know that she must have just been a fan," Anna replied. "And I can see why... the people in these photos look like they're having so much fun! And the clothes they are wearing are so interesting..."
"You... like the cards?" Tanukichi asked, his heart sinking.
"Indeed I do! In fact, I've already managed to get myself the whole set!" she said, taking out a binder and showing off all the pictures of naked, scantily clad, and orgasming women it held within. "Such pretty clothing they wear! I do have to wonder why so many of them are using lotion, though... whoever made these must have been very skin-conscious."
"Sweet, beautiful, virgin Anna loves dirty playing cards..." Tanukichi thought to himself as his right are twitched in despair. "This can't be happening..."
"Of course, madame president," Ayame said, suddenly wearing her glasses and ponytail again. "Mr. Okuma is honored to help you tell the difference between moral and indecent. Isn't that right?"
"Uh, y-yes, of course, Ms Anna! You're very welcome! It's, uh, a common mistake, but there isn't anything lewd about those cards at all!" Tanukichi bluffed. "They're actually part of a family brand called... uh... C-card Cuties!"
"Oh, so that's what they're called! Up until now, I'd just called them Cardy Girls!" Anna smiled, believing every word Tanukichi just said sincerely. "Card Cuties sounds so much better!"
"Yes, well, hopefully it won't distract students from their work too much," Ayame adjusted her glasses shrewdly.
"Oh, I'm sure it won't be a worse problem than cat videos on their wrist monitors," Anna said with a dismissive hand wave. "Now, may I ask what you two were discussing before I came in?"
"We were just talking about what moral grey areas Mr. Okuma was going to help us with today," Ayame answered for Tanukichi. "Today, about acceptable public greetings."
"Acceptable public greetings? You mean that there is such a thing an unacceptable public greetings!?" Anna gripped her face in panic. "What if I've been greeting people lewdly this whole time? Oh, Mr. Okuma, you have to show me the proper way to to greet someone!"
"Don't worry - we've already arranged for a demonstration during lunch for any students who are curious," Ayame said. "If you want to know, meet us back here at noon."
"Oh, I'm so glad, Mr. Okuma! I'll be sure not to greet anyone until you've told me what is appropriate and what's not." Anna bowed politely in thanks. "I bid you and Ms. Kajou a wonderful morning."
With that, Anna left Ayame and Tanukichi alone in the classroom again.
"So, do you have a favorite Card Cutie yet?" When Tanukichi turned back towards Ayame, she had removed her glasses and had a card in one hand and the other hand inside her skirt. "Mine's the Gyaru. She owns those pumps and her pussy is so cute!" Naturally, her pink phone was out again and sitting on her desk.
"Oh, would you knock that off!" Tanukichi said, slapping the card out of Ayame's hand.
"What's the matter? Didn't you like to see your precious Anna so happy?" Ayame asked mockingly.
"That's not the point!" Tanukichi countered. "Because of you, her beautiful, pure mind has been tainted!"
"Oh, don't have such a cow! She's still the same Anna you know and love, she's just... expanded her tastes a bit more." Ayame picked up her stuff and headed towards the hallway door. "I'll see you back here at noon, Mr. Intern. You're going to be giving quite the interesting presentation today~"
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Chapter 4: Proper and Moral Greetings
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Tanukichi didn't like it, but there was nothing he could do but wait for the presentation, since he knew he wasn't going to get any straight answers from Ayame in public. Part of him considered just not showing up, but Anna seemed like she was looking forward to it so much. He couldn't let her down, even if Ayame was going to use him for immoral ends.
When Tanukichi arrived back at the classroom at noon, he was surprised by how many students there were. It seemed like every available seat was taken, and there were even a few students standing in the back.
"It's so good to see you, Mr. Okuma," Anna greeted with a smile, sitting in the front row. "We are ready to get started whenever you are."
"Yes, we are all very interested in what you have to say," Ayame said from behind the podium at the front of the class. Tanukichi could see that she had her pink phone open behind her back. "So please, start your lesson."
"Okay, Tanukichi, you can do this..." the boy thought to himself as he took to the podium.
"So, um... uh..." Tanukichi stammered, unsure on where to start. "There are many normal ways to greet someone... and many ways that are immoral, and, uh... if you want avoid being immoral, all you have to do is stick to being moral!"
"Wow... such inspiring advice!" Anna said as she and the rest of the class burst into applause. "But... even if you can't show us indecent greetings, you can still show us some moral ones, right? Just so we know we aren't doing anything lewd on accident."
"Uh... sure!" Tanukichi replied. "Uh... I'll need a volunteer to help with me on this."
Several hands in the audience were raised, but Tanukichi ultimately chose a girl with purple hair, brown eyes, and a modest B-cup chest.
"Thanks for the help, Ms." Taunkichi said as the girl approached the front of the class. "Now, just stand there, and I'll show you the proper way for a boy to greet a girl."
Tankichi walked towards the girl and got ready to bow towards her. "Hello, Ms., my name is-mmmph!" The schoolboy found himself interrupted as Ayame stealthily stuck her foot out and tripped Tanukichi. Already starting to bow, the boy had no time to react before his lips suddenly collided with the lips of his volunteer. They were soft, and entrancing somehow, and Tanukichi could almost taste the last drink she had on her lips. Part of him knew he should pull away, but another stronger part of him made him stay there and enjoy the feeling.
"My... my first kiss!" was all Tanukichi could think as he pulled the woman further into the kiss, his tongue slipping into her mouth. The girl's tongue reacted very sheepishly at first, but it was soon dancing with his. The sound of their make out filled the room as audience watched, their eyes watching curiously as they watched the girl's cheeks bulge and her breasts pressed against Tanukichi's chest.
By the time the kiss finally ended, they both had to gasp for air, they'd been kissing for so long. Tanukichi stared dumbly at the girl's blushing face for a few moments before he remembered that he remembered he was in front of a crowd again.
"Uh..." he stammered nervously, the girl's spit still dripping from his lips.
"Wow, Mr. Okuma! I had no idea that was the proper way to greet a boy!" Anna said, amazed. "I've been doing it all wrong, and I didn't even notice! Thank you so much for showing me the right way!"
Anna immediately turned to the boy next to her.
"Why hello there, my name is-"
"Wait!" Tanukichi shouted before she could continue.
"Huh? Is something wrong, Mr. Okuma?" Anna asked. "I was just going to greet this boy like you taught me to."
"This isn't good..." Tanukichi thought in a panic to himself. "I can't let some random boy defile Anna's purity with a kiss... but if I say it's indecent, I'll ruin my credibility to her for ever!"
"Because... uh, that's only how men and women greet each other... if their surname is Okuma," Tanukichi said hastily.
"What? That doesn't make any sense," the boy sitting across from Anna complained.
"It's, uh, an old Japanese tradition most people have forgotten," Tanukichi replied. "I would have told you guys about it earlier, but it just didn't seem like the right time."
"That's... just stupid." the boy replied before turning back to Anna. "Hello, Anna, my name is Osaki."
Tanukichi looked to Ayame desperately as the boy moved to kiss Anna, to which Ayame gave a subtle nod and shut her disruptor phone.
Just before the boy was about to bring his mouth to Anna's waiting lips, necklace he was wearing suddenly let out a loud alarm that stopped him in his tracks.
"Alert! Alert! Indecent behavior!" a robotic voice shouted as red lights blinked on the monitoring device. "The morality police have been alerted!"
"No! No! I can't go to prison!" the boy hastily tried to take the device off. "I'm too young! I-I had a bright future!"
Before he could get the device off, several campus security guards had stormed into the room and began to drag him off. No one ever doubted the morality police's monitoring devices, so there was no doubt that he would spend at least a decade in prison, if not the rest of his life.
"Noooooooooooo!" His voice trailed off down the hallway as the students all looked on, horrified.
"My word... Mr. Okuma... you just saved me from doing something terribly indecent!" Anna bowed her head at Tanukichi in thanks. "I owe you my life!"
"Oh, jeez, it was nothing." Tanukichi rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment. "I'm just being a morally upstanding citizen."
Ayame interrupted Tanukichi with a cough and a glare.
"Forgive me, Mr. Okuma, but you have a presentation to finish," she reminded him.
"Oh, right!" Tanukichi hastily returned to his podium. "Uh... for everyone else, a simple bow, handshake, or 'hello' will do. If any of you are ever confused about whether or not a greeting is indecent or not, just let me know."
The classroom broke out into grateful applause before the students began to file out one by one.
"Phew... that was close..." Tanukichi moved to follow them, only for someone to step in front of him and land a kiss directly on his lips - thankfully not followed by the sound of an alarm. "Mmmm!"
He didn't get a good look at her before the kiss started, so he wasn't sure who it was he was making out with at first. However, there was no mistaking the tired, purple eyes that started back at him; it was Hyouka Fuwa. Her tongue tasted vaguely of coffee as it entered his mouth and began exploring. Its movements were not overly sensual - it was more like her tongue was studying his mouth, learning every nook and cranny as she also got used to the sensation of kissing someone.
He had hoped that she'd pull away on her own, but Hyouka seemed to want to keep this going as long as possible, and her grip was surprisingly strong. Without much choice, Tanukichi finally began to kiss back, surprising the girl as he caressed her tongue with his. He could feel her body warm up a degree or two, and her pupils dilated in surprise. Tanukichi wondered if was the same during his first kiss mere moments ago, but he pushed that slightly-embarrassing thought from his mind.
Finally, the kiss ended and the student scientist allowed Tanukichi to breathe freely again.
"Hello, Mr. Okuma," she greeted as she wiped his spit from her lips. "It is nice to see you again. Please forgive me for not greeting you in the proper way the first time we met. I assume that is why you did not answer my question the first time we met."
"Uh... don't worry, it's fine," Tanukichi replied nervously as he thought "That's not why I didn't answer you anyways..."
"Now then, I have another question that I would like to ask you." Hyouka reached into her pocket and pulled out a Card Cutie, this one featuring a girl with blue hair winking as she spread her pussy lips for the viewer. "Do you know if a woman's v... flower has anything to do with reproduction?"
"W-what kind of question is that?" Tanukichi stammered.
"A logical one." Hyouka pointed towards the labia majora of the woman in the picture. "At first I thought that babies grew from these 'petals', but that does not explain why the bellies of expecting mothers swell to enormous proportions." Her finger moves to the woman's clit. "Then I thought that this might be part of a growing baby, but then I realize that I have a protrusion like this one too, and I am relatively certain I am not pregnant, although inspecting it did make me feel very strange." Her finger pointed to the woman's urethra next. "We are taught the function of this hole in class, though they refuse to name it, and its function seems incompatible with baby making so I believe it is safe to rule that out." Finally, her finger landed right the mouth of the woman's vagina. "That only leaves this hole as a possibility. It may seem too small to fit a baby inside, but it seems to serve no practical purpose on its own besides discharging blood at regular intervals. So please, Mr. Okuma, can you confirm or deny my theory?"
But, before Tanukichi could even try to answer her, Hyouka Fuwa's face was suddenly shoved floorwards by a familiar heavy book bag.
"Ms. Fuwa, you aren't harassing our student council intern, are you?" Ayame asked in a serious tone of voice, her pink phone open in her jacket pocket.
"No, Ms. Kajou," Hyouka replied casually, as if not feeling any pain. "I was just asking Mr. Okuma about where babies come from. It is a question that has long plagued my mind, but I know that Mr. Okuma can finally answer it. If you would please permit us to speak without any further interruptions, then I will cease my bothering as soon as possible."
"Look, Hyouka, I'm afraid I can't tell you about where babies come from..." Tanukichi said nervously as Ayame removed her bookbag.
"That is correct," Ayame replied. "That's because we are already planning a presentation on the subject this tomorrow."
"Yeah..." Tanukichi agreed without thinking.
"Oh." Hyouka's eyes lit up for a moment, seeming to become truly alive for once. "Well then, I look forward to your presentation on the subject, Tanukichi. Please forgive me for my impatience."
"It's, uh, fine, Hyouka," Tanukichi replied. "I'll see you around, okay?"
"Yes. So long, Tanukichi." Hyouka gave him a short bow and left the classroom. Tanukichi would have followed behind her, but he found himself halted as Ayame gripped him by the collar, pulled him back into the classroom, shut the door, and thrust him into a violent kiss.
"Mmmmm~" Ayame moaned as her tongue explored his mouth. Unlike the other girls, she clearly knew what she as doing and absolutely dominated his mouth every second they kissed. He was practically just a little boy compared to her, and she was a woman who was showing him all the ropes. "Sllllp!" She slurped noisily as she her lips sucked on his tongue. By now, their spit was getting absolutely everywhere.
Finally, Tanukichi had enough and pushed the girl off, gasping for breath once again.
"Fuck... don't... do that!" Tanukichi swore.
"What's the matter? I thought you wanted to be kissed like that?" Ayame teased, poking Tanukichi in the chest. "Isn't that why you did what you did?"
"Hey, it wasn't my choice to kiss that girl!" Tanukichi pointed out.
"But you're the one who kept kissing her without even trying to hold back - and you're the one who made the rule so that only you can kiss girls." Ayame placed her thumb between her index and middle fingers mockingly. "I get it now... you grew up reading harem mangas, didn't you? You want to keep every girl in this school to yourself like some kind of lion in a pride, pounding the little pussies until they roar with orgasm!"
"T-that's not it at all! I only did that to protect Anna's honor!" Tanukichi insisted.
"Hey, I'm not judging you - we all have our perverted fantasies. Well, we all used to, at least," Ayame replied. "If turning this school - heck, even all of Japan - into your obedient little concubine country is what it takes to get you to help me make society less boring, then it's a small price to pay!"
"Ngh..." Tanukichi wiped the rest of the spare spit off his face. "I also didn't plan on doing a sex-ed demonstration for the school! That was all your idea!"
"Hey, it was inevitable that we do one anyways," Ayame said with a shrug as she got up off the ground. "I mean, what are you going to say once you finally do start fucking girls for real? That you're just 'massaging them from the inside'? As if!"
"I shouldn't be fucking them at all! We're at school, Ayame!" Tanukichi shouted.
"Oh, you say that now... but to be honest, I'd be shocked if you made it through the next twenty four hours without busting your nut in at least one girl," Ayame replied. "But try to at least avoid any nutcrackers before the demonstration. I'd hate for you to ruin the Christmas pageant~"
"Christmas? What?" Tanukichi asked.
"Heh, isn't it obvious? You're going to paint the whole school white!" Ayame nearly fell over, she laughed so hard at her own joke. "Ahah... man, I love having someone to actually listen to all my dirty jokes."
"This isn't funny!" Tanukichi argued. "Call off the event!"
"Sorry, no can do! It's already in the school calendar, see?" She showed him calendar on her wrist projector. "Don't worry about getting anything wrong - they'll believe whatever you say! So go brush up on your basic penis-in-vagina knowledge, because you're going to put it all on display tomorrow at noon!"
Ayame moved to leave the classroom, but Tanukichi stopped her with a hand on her shoulder.
"Wait," he said. "Could you at least tell me why you kissed me a second ago? You know that kissing me as a greeting isn't an actual rule."
"Pfft, of course! I did it because I wanted to, Tanukichi!" Ayame winked at him just before her serious face returned and she opened the door to the hallway. "I will see you later, Mr. Okuma. Please remember to use your... student council powers carefully, okay? If you ever need help with them, you know who to call."
Tanukichi reached into his pocket and felt the phone there.
"Right," he nodded, a light blush still on his face.
"Then I bid you good day, Mr. Okuma."
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"Well, that was stressful," Tanukichi said to himself as he sat under a tree outside to eat the lunch he brought. "But, at least I get to relax now. I don't have to give a presentation about delicious rice or curry!"
Taking out a pair of chopsticks, Tanukichi began to shove his food into his mouth as qu ickly as he could, the sensation of eating easing the tension in his body that had built up ever since Ayame announced his greeting demonstration that morning. As he ate, though, he noticed a Tokioka girl with red hair start to approach him.
"Hmm? Hello there, how are- mmm!" Tanukichi was interrupted once again by a kiss, the girl nervously placing her lips to his and hoping that her 'greeting' was correct.
"You know what? I think I could actually get used to this," Tanukichi thought to himself as he kissed back. "It's a good thing I had my phone open... actually, I should probably keep it open at all times, just in case."
"Mmm... that's a good lunch you're eating, Mr. Okuma," the girl said once the kiss was done.
"Uh, thanks," Tanukichi awkwardly replied as the girl rested in his lap. "Uh, was there a specific reason you wanted to talk to me or something?"
"Oh, right! I just had a question about what is and isn't decent," she replied before taking out a Card Cutie that featured two girls kissing. "You said that this was a greeting between girls and boys with the surname Okuma, but the girls here are clearly doing the same thing. Does that mean that these girls are committing and indecent act?"
"Shit... I want to tell her that its fine for girls to kiss girls, but if I do and she does it somewhere away from me then she'll get arrested!" Tanukichi worriedly thought to himself. "And if I tell her it is a dirty picture, all the cards will get destroyed, and I'll ruin my credibility!"
"Uh, hold on a second... I need to... check my texts!" Tanukichi hurriedly wiggled out from underneath the girl and ran around the tree, taking out his pink phone and typing away furiously at the buttons. "There has to be something I can do... huh?" Tanukichi stopped when he noticed the phone actually had a function labeled 'change morality law'. Selecting that, he found a looooooong list of things that were currently illegal and monitored by the bracelets and necklaces everyone wore, and a list of actions that were currently allowed. In that category, the only thing in place was 'female masturbation', likely put there by Ayame herself.
"Dammit... of course she couldn't have just told me the phone could do this." Tanukichi hurriedly typed in 'fxf kiss' using the number pad. Once that was done, he returned the the curious redhead waiting for him by his lunch. "Sorry about that - student council business."
"It's fine, Mr. Okuma," she said respectfully. "Can you answer my question now?"
"Yes, of course," Tanukichi replied. "I should have mentioned this in the presentation, but... it's perfectly okay for girls to greet each other that way too if they want. It's entirely optional, though, so you don't have to do it if you don't want to. I'm sorry that I forgot to mention that earlier."
"Oh, no worries, Mr. Okuma! I'm just happy you cleared that up for me!" The girl stood back up and began to walk away. "Thank you, Mr. Okuma! I'll see you around!"
Tanukichi watched the girl closely as she approached a group of her friends and kissed one of them on the lips. The other student seemed confused at first, but the redhead quickly explained what you told her and soon the new girl kissed the redhead right back. Then, when that girl approached two more, she kissed both the both of them and offered the same explanation. Then those girls went and kissed some more girls, and then more girls, until it seemed like every female student in the area was kissing a woman every few seconds.
"Woah... it's like a wave made out of smooches..." Tanukichi said to himself. "Wait... that means that if Anna runs into one of these girls, then they could wind up stealing her first kiss! Oh no, I didn't think this through at all!"
Tanukichi tossed his lunch to the side and got ready to go hunt Anna down, but he didn't have to look very far.
"Mr. Okuma!" the silver-haired girl called out, a boxed lunch under her arm as she approached the tree. "You don't mind if I sit with you for lunch, do you?"
"N-no, of course not, madame president!' Tanukichi hastily picked his bug-covered food off the grass and stuffed it back into his lunchbox. "You can sit with me as long as you want!"
"That's so kind of you, Mr. Okuma." Anna sat down gracefully next to Tanukichi while his body sent off enough steam to cook carrots. "This is such a lovely spot spot you've chosen!"
"This is it... I'm finally going to kiss Anna... I'm going to be her first kiss!" Tanukichi thought to himself, his heart ready to burst out of his chest. "Can I really do it? What if I screw up? What if she never wants to kiss me again? No! I have to keep my resolve! For Anna!"
Just as Anna finished sitting down, Tanukichi closed his eyes, leaned forward, and landed a peck on her lips. He would have kissed her longer, but he ultimately chickened out and pulled back after only a second. That one second seemed to leave quite the impression on Anna.
"Oh..." Anna said herself, a light flush on her face. Her eyes were wide, and the look on her face betrayed nothing but confusion. "Oh my. Uh, hello to you too, Mr. Okuma
"Yeah, hello!" Tanukichi laughed nervously, put off by her odd reaction. "Is something wrong?"
"No, everything is fine." Despite what she said, Anna put the lid back on her lunchbox and stood back up. "I'm sorry, Mr. Okuma, but I'm afraid I have to go."
"Oh, that's fine! We can meet up again later, right?" Tanukichi asked.
"If the fates will it, then we will." Anna stood up from her spot. "Goodbye, Mr. Okuma."
"Goodbye... Ms. Nishikinomiya..." Tanukichi said weakly as the half-russian walked off behind the tree.
"Shit... I can't believe I fucked that up so badly..." Tanukichi thought to himself as he held back a sea of tears. "It must have been because I've already kissed other girls! My lips weren't pure enough for such a virtuous angel!"
Just before the tears were really about to flow, however, Anna walked back walked out from behind the tree.
"Hello again, Mr. Okuma!" she said, a sweet smile on her face.
"Huh? Ms. Nishikinomiya, what are you doing- mmm!" Tanukichi found his words once again cut short by a violent kiss, but this time from the woman he least suspected of doing so. This time the kiss lasted a few seconds, with Anna's lips experimentally pressing against his.
"Mmm~" After the kiss was over, Anna pushed Tanukichi away and walked off once more. "Goodbye, Tanukichi."
"What... the heck was that?" Tanukichi thought to himself, but he didn't have time to think about the question long before Anna walked around the tree once again.
"Hello, Mr. Okuma!" Before Tanukichi could say anything, Anna kissed him again, this time kissing him much harder. He could feel her tongue stick inside his mouth, exploring and savoring his taste. Anna's eyes were closed during this kiss, but he could still sense a kind of... hunger behind them. It was almost as if she was a savage dog, eating her first meal in years as she practically drank his spit. This kiss lasted well over a minute, the sound of their make-out joining the sound of many girls kissing around them as she pressed Tanukichi into the tree.
"I'm... touching... her breasts!" Tanukichi thought to himself as he felt her soft orbs press against his chest during the kiss. "This... this is going way too fast!"
Eventually the kiss ended and Anna pulled away, saliva running down her chin but not bothering to wipe it away.
"Goodbye, Mr. Okuma," Anna said before walking around the tree once again. "Hello, Mr. Okuma!"
"Anna, what are you doing? This is- Mmmmph!" This time, Anna was so insistent that she picked Tanikichi up by his collar and slammed into the tree before starting the next kiss. His cheeks bulged this time with her tongue as he struggled to breathe. He tried to push her away, but her body seemed to be stronger than steel and didn't even budge as he pressed against her. All Tanukichi could do was just stand there limply as she kissed him so hard, it felt like his ears were going to pop. Partway through the kiss, he could feel Anna press her groin instinctually against his leg and start to grind. And through her thick skirt and her panties, Tanukichi could feel a slight hint of wetness on the other side.
"Is... is Anna really...?" Tanukichi's head spun from confusion and lack of oxygen. "No! That's impossible!"
After ten straight minutes of a makeout so sloppy, the tops of their shirts were soaked, Anna finally let Tanukichi go again, letting him fall to the ground with a soft thud.
"Goodbye, Tanukichi." Anna walked around the tree once more. "Hello, Tanu... Tanukichi?"
Anna looked around in confusion. Tanukichi's lunch and bookbag were still there, but the man in question was nowhere to be seen.
Tanukichi panted heavily as he caught his breath behind a nearby bathroom door. He peaked out to make sure that Anna wasn't following him, and he sighed in relief when he saw her still looking around the tree, confused.
"That was a close one..." he thought to himself. "What in the world was that anyways? Was she really circling around the tree as an excuse to keep kissing me? But... she's Anna! The most pure and innocent girl in the entire world! She would never do anything so perverted!" Tanukichi reached up and wiped some of her spit off his chin. "And yet..."
"Mr. Okuma?" a female voice suddenly said behind him, causing Tanukichi to almost jump out of his skin in surprise. It wasn't Anna staring back at him when he turned around, however - it was a girl with short, blonde hair and a black headband.
"Oh! I'm terribly sorry for surprising you, Mr. Okuma" she quickly apologized. "I was just wondering... what are you doing in the girl's bathroom?"
"Eh?" Tanukichi looked out the door again and saw that, indeed, the sign above indicated that this was the women's restroom, not the boys'. In his hurry to escape from Anna, he hadn't bothered to check which bathroom he was running into. "Oh, well, you see... it's normal for me to use whatever bathroom I want."
"Oh, my apologies again, Mr. Okuma," she said with a polite bow. "Please, come on in."
"Is it just me, or are people accepting what I say even faster now?" Tanukichi thought as he followed her into the bathroom. Inside the bathroom, he found girls working on their makeup, their hair, one or two changing clothes, and several kissing each other in greeting. "Woah..."
"To be honest, I never really understood why separate restrooms are even needed in the first place, but I guess it's not my place to judge what is and is not moral," the girl said as headed towards a stall. "That's what you're here for, after all!"
"Yeah... and I promise not to let you down!" Tanukichi said with as much enthusiasm as he could before the stall door closed. "Or at least, I'll try not to..."
"Mr. Okuma," another female voice said behind him. "Mr. Okuma!"
Tanukichi turned around to greet whoever was calling his name, only to find that no one was there.
"Down here!" Tanukichi looked downwards just in time to see a girl with short, black hair and brown eyes grab him by the tie and pull him into a kiss. It wasn't nearly as violent or hungry as Anna's was but he could still tell she enjoyed it quite a bit. It was almost as if she was using it as a way to thank him for something. "Mmm~ It's nice to meet you, Mr. Okuma. My name is Otome Saotome, and I'm a senior here at Tokioka. You are the one who approved the Card Cuties as decent, am I wrong?"
"Uh... no, that was me," Tanukichi replied. "Why do you ask?"
"Why? Why!? Because these cards are amazing works of art, that's why!" Otome was blushing redder than a beet as she took out an album and showed her extensive collection of the cards. "I've managed to get at least one copy of every single card... but that's not enough! There has to be more!"
"Wha-?" was all Tanukichi could say before he was pushed to the ground.
"Where are they?!" Otome begged, gripping the lowerclassman's jacket and sitting her knees on his thighs. "There have to be more cards! They're so beautiful... so voluptuous... so... so... augh, my heart feels like it's going to pop just thinking about them!"
"I'm sorry, Ms. Saotome, but those are the only ones that I know of!" Tanukichi said, but the girl simply wouldn't let up.
"Liar!" Otome pushed Tanukichi to the ground and was now panting heavily as she looked down at him. "Someone had to have made these, and someone has to know how popular they are! They have to be making more to keep up with demand! They just have to!"
"Shit... if I don't think of an excuse, this girl is going to tear me apart," Tanukichi thought to himself. "Well, Ms. Saotome.... I, uh, actually know the publisher of Card Cuties, and the problem isn't demand."
"It's... it's not?" Otome's grip on his shirt loosened a little.
"Yeah, the problem is they, uh, lost all their artists recently," Tanukichi replied. "They all died in a tragic... seaweed accident, so they haven't been able to find anyone who can replace them."
"Oh, is that all?" Otome stood up and straightened out her uniform. "Well then, I want you to get in contact with the publisher and tell them their problems have just been solved. From now on, I am going to be the one drawing Card Cuties."
"Wait, what!?" Tanukichi gasped. "You mean, you're an artist!?"
"Please, as if you've never heard of my work," she said, flipping her hair back in pride. "Saotomes are displayed in the best art galleries in Japan. Whoever publishes Card Cuties will be lucky to have me. I'll be sure to get you the first set of new cards by tomorrow morning." Otome made her way towards the exit. "Oh, and I don't think I can legally tell you how horrible the consequences will be if it turns you're lying about this, but I am sure you can use your imagination."
Tanukichi shivered but was still grateful he managed to get that girl out of his hair, at least for the moment.
"Damn... I never thought approving those silly cards would change things so much around here..." Tanukichi said to himself as he headed towards the exit himself. "Hmm... looks Anna's finally gone. Guess I should head back to class-wha!"
As soon as Tanukichi took a step out the door, something drooped down onto his shoulders.
"There you are, Mr. Okuma!" Anna said happily, a strange and manic look in her eyes as she lied on top of him. "I was looking everywhere for you, only for you turn up right under my nose! Where have you been?"
"Sorry... Ms... Nishikinomiya," Tanukichi gasped, barely able to breathe with the woman resting on his chest. "I just... had to use... the restroom."
"Ah - well, I do suppose it is my fault for leaving you so suddenly." Anna brought her lips down and kissed Tanukichi again, her mouth practically sucking the life out of him as she tasted his tongue once more. "But don't worry... I promise, I won't be leaving your side for the rest of the day!"
"That sounds wonderful, but... don't we have separate classes, Madame President?" Tanukichi pointed out.
"Heheh, I think you just answered your own question with 'Madame President'," she replied before standing him up. "Let's go, shall we?"
Tanukichi just laughed nervously as Anna walked beside him.
"What is wrong with her?" he though to himself, confused out of his mind. "I give her one kiss, and it's like her whole personality changes! She's so... possessive!"
The two had almost made it to Tanukichi's next class when he noticed a girl with short, purple hair start to approach him.
"Hello, Mr. Oku-" was all the new girl had time to say before Anna suddenly raised her leg and delivered a kick right in front of the girl's face. It didn't collide, but it did hit the door to the classroom Tanukichi was headed to, causing it to shatter to pieces with a loud crack.
"Oh, I'm sorry, Ms." Anna said politely, leg still raised in the air. "My foot must have slipped. You were going to greet Mr. Okuma, correct? Then please, go right ahead."
"I, uh, meant to say... Hello, Mr... Ogre, yes! I just mistook him for someone else, no big deal!" The purple-haired schoolgirl quickly slunk off, walking away as fast as she could without breaking out into a full sprint. "My apologies!"
"Oh my, that girl looked rather frightened," Anna said as she finally lowered her leg. "I have no idea what came over me, Mr. Okuma, it just... felt like something I had to do."
Tanukichi did not reply, however, as he was thinking about something else entirely. While everyone around him was terrified by Anna's display of physical strength, Tanukichi was silent for another reason. During the kick, Anna's skirt rode up on her legs quite high, and the angle of the attack gave Tanukichi the perfect view up the silver-haired beauty's skit. He saw every amazing inch of her toned shins, her athletic thighs, and even her underwear.
Especially her underwear.
"Mr. Okuma, is something wrong?" Anna asked curiously.
"Y-your panties!" Tanukichi stammered. "They're so lewd!"
To Tanukichi's slack-jawed horror, and amazement, Anna's panties looked like they came straight out of an adult entertainment store. The panties were pink, had little bows on the corner, were far silkier than they had any right to be, were so thin that Tanukichi could almost see almost see her skin perfectly underneath, and at the center of it all... was a hole. A hole that didn't hide any detail of Anna's pussy at all, and showed it off for anyone who looked under her skirt to see. Tanukichi could see her clitoral hood, her labia, even a few silver hairs that surrounded it. Tanukichi's eyes practically bulged out of his head, the sight was so beautiful.
"Anna's... untouched... pussy!" was all Tanukichi could think, to the point where he barely even realized he had called Anna's panties lewd at all. It took Anna a moment to realize what he had just said too, but when she did, her demeanor switched from calm and casual to frightened and scared.
"Gyaaaaaah!" Anna's scream pierced the air of the hallway even harder than her foot had shattered the classroom door. "Get them off me, get them off me!"
Within moments, Anna had reached up her skirt, grabbed her panties around the waistband, and pulled them off.
"Thank you so much for letting me know, Mr. Okuma! I can't believe I had been wearing indecent panties for years!" She handed the underwear over to Tanukichi, and he could smell her scent still on the. "Here you go, Mr. Okuma. I assume you know what to do with these."
"Uh, thanks... but, just out of curiosity, where did you get these panties?" Tanukichi asked as he stuffed the underwear into his bag.
"They were just on sale at the mall - I had no idea at the time they were lewd! I just got them because I thought they'd make going to the bathroom easier!" Anna replied.
"Of course... adult stores haven't existed in years, so naturally they'd just sell it in retail like normal," Tanukichi thought to himself. "Wait a second... if she took those panties off, then that means... she's not wearing any at all! That's... that's something a girl hoping to get laid would do, not someone sweet and innocent like her! I've... I've got to get her decent, as soon as possible!"
"Madame President!" Before Tanukichi could say anything, Ayame appeared in the hall and sprinted to Anna's side. "Is something wrong?"
"I'm afraid so, Ms. Kajou," Anna replied. "It turns out that something I used to think of as one of the most pure and innocent things in the world - panties - can actually be indecent! And the panties that I was wearing were terribly, awfully lewd! But, thanks to Mr. Okuma's keen eye, I was able to remove the offensive garment before my morality was ruined for ever."
"You don't say?" Ayame shot Tanukichi a glance that sent a shiver down his spine. "Ms. Nishikinomiya, I'm afraid that the crisis has still not ended. Things may be even worse than they appear."
"Why, what do you mean, Ms. Kajou?" Anna asked curiously.
"Well, think about it. The only reason Mr. Okuma was able to see that your panties were lewd was because he was able to look up your skirt." Ayame motioned to the crowd of people that had gathered around them in the hallway. "However, he cannot see the panties of everyone else in the school. So, as far as we know, every woman here could be wearing immoral panties and not even know it."
"Wha-!?" Anna looked around her, horrified once more. She cowered into herself like a doe surrounded by wolves, unsure of what to do or who to trust. "You're right! This... this could destroy the public morality of the whole school!"
"Then we have no choice." Ayame extended her hand outwards. "May I, Madame President?"
Anna nodded and allowed Ayame to take her arm and access her right wrist monitor.
"Attention all female Tokioka students," Ayame said into the device, which was broadcasted by the school intercom. "This is a public morality emergency. All female students must report to the main auditorium for immediate panty inspection by Tanukichi Okuma!"
"What? You can't be serious!?" Tanukichi gasped.
"Yes, I know that having a thousand girls all hike up their skirts for you to show off their panties is a Herculean task, but I have faith in your abilities and your commitment to public morality," Ayame said, adjusting her glasses as she let Anna's arm go.
"Oh, you have no idea how much this means to me, Mr. Okuma!" Anna smiled and nodded towards Tanukichi, silencing his imminent complaints instantly. "I'm sure that you can do it. Besides, once you're done, we'll all know what panties are and are not decent, and we won't ever have to worry about this again!"
"I... I promise, I won't let you down, Anna!" Tanukichi promised resolutely.
"Very good - I look forward to hearing how it goes,"Anna said before she walked off. Most of the other students left too, with the boys going back to class and the girls all heading to the main auditorium. "And try not to greet those girls too formally, Mr. Okuma. Your lips need rest, after all~"
Tanukichi shivered with fear but din't reply to that last comment.
"So... does the carpet match the drapes?" Ayame asked once she and Tanukichi were alone.
"H-hey, there's no way I'm going to just tell you something like that!" he replied angrily.
"Oh, so you did get a good look, huh? Lucky bastard." Ayame smirked crudely . "I bet you want to trim her bush with your teeth, don't you, you little perv! Then, while you're at it, you can water her canal with your tongue, get a taste of her fresh bean, and then maybe add some deep soil fertilizer while you're at it!" As she spoke, Ayame held a pen in front of her skirt like it was a dick and thrust her hips back and forth.
"Knock it off already." Tanukichi began to head towards the auditorium. "Let's just get this over with."
"Can't wait to get close to those pussies, huh? Can't say I blame you," Ayame said casually before following behind him. "Just try to hold yourself back in there, okay? Otherwise, you might be the one who needs new underwear!"
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By the time Ayame and Tanukichi arrived in the auditorium, a long line of girls had already formed. All they needed to do was set up some chairs near the front and they could get started.
“Here, you can use this to take notes,” Ayame said, handing Tanukichi a clipboard. “Be sure to make them as detailed as possible, as I will likely need to read them again to… help distinguish decent from indecent panties. If you feel the need to include visual aids, please do not hesitate.”
Tanukichi just sighed as he sat down and clicked his pen. “Let’s just get this over with.”
“Very well then.” Ayame sat down next to him. “Okay, would the first girl please step forward and show Tanukichi your panties?”
The first girl to step forward had red hair tied back in a ponytail, blue eyes, small breasts, and a very nervous look on her face. That anxiety clearly wasn’t because she was afraid to raise her skirt, as she did that without hesitation, but she was quite clearly terrified of what she was about to show underneath.
Tanukichi couldn’t help but gasp at what he saw. The girl’s panties were black with a silver, lacy trim. The fabric of the underwear clung tightly to the curves of her body, to the point where Tanukichi could even see the outline of her labia through her panties. He stared that them with his jaw dropped, his mind busy imagining what it would be like to reach out and run his fingers along the lacy material, and how amazing it would feel to press his fingers into the hidden flower that lay underneath it.
“Whoa…” was all Tanukichi could bring himself to say.
“Oh no! I knew it! These panties are too lewd! Get them off me, get them off me!” The red-haired woman hurriedly pulled down her panties and tossed them at Tanukichi, causing them to land right on his face. “Thank you for saving my innocence, Mr. Okuma! I… I need to get home and warn my mom right now!”
“We’re just doing the decent thing, Ms.,” Ayame answered for Tanukichi as he placed the panties down onto his lap. “Next!”
“Augh, I can’t believe they called all here in the middle of the day for this,” Otome groaned in annoyance as she stepped forward.
“I’m sorry, Ms. Soatome, but you know that this is necessary to protect public morality. I don’t want to do this anymore than you do,” Ayame lied.
“Whatever.” Otome rolled her eyes and lifted her skirt, showcasing what she had underneath.
Once again, Tanukichi couldn’t help but gasp. From below, the pair would have looked like normal white panties but from above Tanukichi could see that they were anything but. The panties had barely any fabric allocated to the hoops, meaning that waistline for the pair was incredibly low. It was so low, in fact, that Tanukichi was certain that even a slight jostle might lower them enough for Tanukichi to see the top of Otome’s pussy.
“L-low leg panties!?” Tanukichi exclaimed.
“Of course my panties had to turn out to indecent…” Otome grumbled and slipped out of her underwear and handed them to the boy in front of her. “At least I can get back to making new Card Cuties now.”
“New Card Cuties?” Ayame’s glasses flashed as she glanced at her partner. “You’ll have to tell me more about that later, Tanukichi. Next!”
The next girl to step forward had short, light-green hair, medium-sized breasts, and she had a much more casual look on her face. When she lifted her skirt, she seemed to be wearing a normal pair of pink panties, but then Tanukichi noticed a dark spot near the center of her groin.
“Hmm? Do you need to go to the bathroom?” Ayame asked curiously.
“No, not really,” she replied. “The spot just kind of… appeared there on the way over here, to be honest. I was just walking by the football field and I saw the boys team practicing… and I couldn’t help but stop and stare for a few moments… ah~” The girl shivered. “And then the next thing I knew, it was there.”
“Uh, wow, that’s, uh…” Tanukichi said, unsure of what to say.
“You don’t need to be polite, Mr. Okuma. I can take a hint.” The girl slipped off her panties and added them to Tanukichi’s lap. “Have a good afternoon.”
“Don’t worry, I’m sure he will,” Ayame replied. “Next!”
The next girl had long, blonde hair, blue eyes, diamond earrings, and breasts that were at least D cup in size. She strode over to the two confidently, as if she didn’t have a care in the world.
“Hmmph! I don’t understand why I’m here with the rest of the riff-raff when my panties are obviously going to be the best in the school, but I suppose I’ll give you the honor of seeing them anyways.” The girl lifted up her skirt and revealed a something that could hardly be called underwear. Instead, it was more like two thin, purple strings that were laced together, so thin they’d likely snap if they were so much as tugged. The panties barely concealed any of the girl’s pussy underneath – Tanukichi could see her labia, the sides of her clitoral hood, and even a little tuft of blonde hair that rested above it.
“Th-th-thong!” Tanukichi stammered at the sight.
“What? My panties are… wrong?” A shocked shot across her face before being replaced by a look of anger and contempt. “Fine! You can have my peasant panties! I’m sure my daddy will buy me a newer, even better pair!”
“I would wait on that if I were you,” Ayame said as the girl walked off. “Next!”
The next girl was another familiar face to Tanukichi – it was that girl with purple hair who tried to greet him in the hallway. She approached very tepidly at first, but she visibly relaxed once she realized that Anna wasn’t there with Tanukichi.
“H-hello, Mr. Okuma,” she greeted. “Uh… sorry if I caused you trouble earlier.”
“Eheh, don’t worry, Anna was just… feeling a little tense at the moment,” Tanukichi replied. “You didn’t do anything wrong.”
“Oh… well then…” The girl bent over and finally delivered the kiss that had been intercepted earlier. Her lips were soft and gentle, and she slowly melted into the kiss as she got used to the sensation. Though it ashamed him to admit it to himself, Tanukichi was happy to guide her through the kiss, and encouraged her to venture even deeper. Their tongues ultimately didn’t cross pass, however, and the two of them separated without either of them getting to hot.
“Ahem,” Ayame interrupted, clearing her throat.
“Oh, right! Sorry, I almost forgot why I was here!” The girl lifted up her skirt and revealed she was wearing red boy shorts, which she eagerly showed off to Tanukichi. “I want you to make extra sure you make the right decision, so be sure to get a good look!”
After showing off how tightly the panties clung to her hips, she turned around and let Tanukichi see her rear instead. As she bent forward, her ass cheeks strained against the fabric of her underwear so hard that Tanukichi thought it might break free at any moment.
“So… shapely…” Tanukichi said to himself, his hands pulsing reflexively as he imagined gripping those cheeks and squeezing as hard as he could. He was quite lucky that there was a growing pile of panties on his lap, because otherwise his erection would have been painfully obvious to every girl in the auditorium.
“You mean… they’re no good? Aw… are you sure?” the girl asked. “These are my favorite pair.”
“Sorry, but Tanukichi was quite clear – they’re going to have to go,” Ayame lied before Tanukichi could say anything.
“Okay…” The girl sadly took off her panties and handed them to Tanukichi. “Don’t worry, I’m not mad at you or anything. I know you’re just doing your job.”
“Y-yeah, of course.” Tanukichi jerked reflexively as she put her panties into his lap, her hand brushing against his cock several layers underneath. “Anytime!”
“See you later, Mr. Okuma!” she said with a wave as she left.
“So long, Ms. Kaneru,” Ayame replied, again speaking for her partner. “Next!”
“Hello, Mr. Okuma,” Hyouka greeted as she walked forward, giving Tanukichi a brief but powerful kiss of her own. “This moral crisis won’t get in the way of the baby making lesson tomorrow, will it?”
“No, no… that’s still on,” Tanukichi replied, barely able to hide his nervousness.
“That is good. I have already hired a professional note taker, a film crew, an audio recorder, and a new note pad for personal use, so it would be a shame if it were to be postponed,” Hyouka replied. “Oh… almost forgot to ask, is it okay if I bring those with me to the demonstration.”
“Of course, Ms. Fuwa,” Ayame answered her. “It is an educational experience, after all, and those things will only enhance your learning.”
“Why thank you, Mr. Okuma…” Hyouka said with a bow.
“But I didn’t say a damn thing!” Tanukichi thought to himself. “Uh, I’m sorry, Ms. Fuwa, but would you please show your panties for inspection already?”
“Hmmm… I’m sorry, Mr. Okuma, but I can’t do that,” Hyouka replied, surprising Tanukichi.
“She won’t show me?” he thought to himself. “Wow… she might be the first truly modest girl I’ve met. Maybe she’s purer than I originally gave her credit for.”
“I’m afraid I can’t show you because…” Hyouka lifted her skirt. “I don’t have any.”
Tanukichi looked and, sure enough, her snatch was on display for everyone to see. He could see the small amount of green fur that surrounded it, her exposed pussy lips, even her clit sticking out from under its hood. This was the first good, long look at a real vagina Tanukichi had ever seen, and his senses did their best to make the most of it. His eyes memorized every detail of it, his nose could smell the pheromones wafting off it, and his mouth salivated at the thought of touching it.
“I never understood what the point of panties were when they were usually kept out of sight, so I never bothered wearing them. They are not required in the school uniform, and avoiding them saves time and money on laundry,” Hyouka explained. “I just came here because the announcement asked for all female students.”
“Never mind… this woman has absolutely no shame at all!” Tanukichi thought to himself as he kept staring.
“Hmmm… well, since there are no panties, there obviously isn’t any problem,” said Ayame. “You’re free to go, Ms. Fuwa.”
“Thank you, Ms. Kajou,” Hyouka said before turning back to Tanukichi. “I look forward to your lesson tomorrow. I hope it is as informative as possible.”
“I’ll, uh, try my best!” Tanukichi said as she walked away. “Okay, that’s 6 girls down… only 900 more to go…”
“Believe in yourself, Mr. Okuma,” Ayame said, clicking her pen. “It is for the greater good, after all.”
Two hours later, and the last girl finally left the auditorium, leaving Ayame in her chair and Tanukichi buried under a mountain of panties of all shapes, colors, and sizes.
“Ehehe, that was fun!” Ayame laughed, relaxing as she took her glasses back off. “I never really understood panty fetishists myself, but man… watching all those girls lift their skirts for you was still pretty hot! They were like freshly cooked buns, just waiting for you to shove your fresh hot dog right between them!”
“Well, at least one of us had fun.” Tanukichi grumbled as he pushed the panties away and finally stood up. “It was pretty much torture for me, though. I couldn’t touch them or jerk off, I just had to… sit there and take it!”
“You know, you could have just taken it out at any time and most of them wouldn’t have even cared,” Ayame pointed out, making a ‘jerking off’ motion with her right hand. “Or, at least if you stopped being such a sour pussy about it!”
“Hey, I said I’m not like you!” Tanukichi insisted. “I only did this so I wouldn’t disappoint Anna… though, now that I think about it, I might have done so anyways.”
“Huh? What do you mean?” Ayame asked curiously.
“I don’t know if you noticed, Kajou, but we rejected every single pair of panties we saw today.” Tanukichi gestured to the pile of colorful cloth next to him. “Until we approve at least one pair as ‘decent’, we’re going to have to keep doing these inspections.”
“Hmm, good point.” Ayame active her wrist projector and began furiously typing on a digital keypad. “Dear Tokioka students. It is with great regret that I inform you that due to the high incidence of lewd panties on campus, women’s underwear has been banned until further notice, by order of Student Council Intern Tanukichi Okuma. Please be prepared if you see him, as he may provide surprise inspections so make sure you aren’t wearing any. Thank you for your cooperation in these morally trying times.”
“H-hey, I never said I’d do that!” Tanukichi complained as he tried to grab Ayame’s wrist. “And a rule against panties is just way too indecent!”
“Ooops, I already sent it~” Ayame stuck her tongue out “I guess you’ll just have to accept the new responsibility.”
“Aurgh! Every time I think I’m about to pull out, you go ahead and pull me back in!” Tanukichi groaned.
“That’s what he said,” Ayame replied, thrusting her hips.
“Hey, I’m being serious here!” Tanukichi snapped.
“Oh, come on, look on the bright side! At least you’re done with inspections for the day!” Ayame replied. “Well, almost done, anyways?”
“Wait what?” Tanukichi blinked at her, confused. “I thought I went through every girl in school.”
“You forgot about me!” Before Tanukichi could react, Ayame had pushed him back onto the ground and shoved his head underneath her skirt. The strong smell of her cunt quickly flooded Tanukichi’s nostrils, followed by the feeling of her groin pressing right up against his mouth. The soft, white cotton was almost completely soaked with Ayame’s juices, poof that she was more than slightly aroused during the inspection process. With how hard she pressed into his face, it was impossible not to get some of her juices inside Tanukichi’s mouth. His tongue recoiled at first at the unfamiliar, tangy flavor, but Ayame’s forceful hips made sure he got a taste again and again.
“What… what are you doing!?” Tanukichi asked, his voice partly muffled by Ayame’s muff.
“I’m showing you my panties for ‘inspection’, of course!” Ayame replied, pressing her weight down onto Tanukichi’s face. “Be sure to get a real good look~”
Tanukichi could do nothing but mumble now as the black-haired girl sat on his face. He could feel his nose press up hard against Ayame’s clit, to the point he could tell exactly how big it was even without seeing it. Ayame made sure he wouldn’t forget the shape for the rest of his life, circling her clit around the tip of his nose to drive her pleasure and excitement ever higher.
“Oh fuck! I haven’t felt this good… since dad got me my first dildo!” Ayame screamed. “But it could still be even better! Come on, Tanukichi! Lick that clam! Don’t be shy! Show that juicy fish taco… who is boss!”
Ayame’s body shook as her legs wrapped around Tanukichi’s head, giving him no chance to escape.
“Practice your ABCs, go pearl diving, drink from my holy grail until it runeth over, just don’t’ leave a girl hanging here!” Ayame screamed lewdly, her voice echoing in the auditorium as drool began to run down the side of the girl’s mouth.
“Crap! At this rate…. She’s going to suffocate me!” With no other choice, Tanukichi reached his tongue forward and ran it along Ayame’s hidden lips. The taste was even more intense than before, but it still wasn’t unpleasant. The first lick soon led into the second, and then the third, until her panties were becoming just as soaked with spit as they were soaked with her juices.
“Yes! That’s it, fuck boy! Own that pussy! Make it scream with your tongue!” Ayame was panting heavily now, he legs loosening their grip around Tanukichi’s head as she lost her ability to concentrate. “Fuck! I’ve shown my pussy… to hundreds of people as Blue Snow… but you’re the first… to do anything other than just look at it!”
Tanukichi could feel her hips rock more and more as his cunnilingus went on, her body seemingly unable to do anything but work to enhance her pleasure. The skin of her legs around his head was so hot, they practically felt like they were on fire.
“Yes, yes! Almost… aaaaaaaugh!” Ayame tensed once more as a small spray of juices coated Tanukich’s entire face.
After a few moments of her legs wrapped tightly against Tanukichi’s head, Ayame finally let him go and the boy flopped down onto his back, gasping for air.
“Not, bad, little boy, not bad. Not the best orgasm I’ve ever had, but a thirsty girl can’t be all that picky in the desert.” Ayame reached up under her skirt and pulled off her soaked panties. “You can still keep these, though. They are definitely too lewd to be worn in public.”
Ayame tossed her underwear onto the pile next to Tanukichi and began making her way to the exit of the auditorium.
“Augh…” Tanukichi sighed as he sat up and wiped his face off. Part of him wanted to yell at Ayame for assaulting him like that, but he knew he wasn’t in any position to complain. Plus, he’d be lying to himself if he said he didn’t like it – the smell was just too intoxicating, her taste too entrancing, and her moans to hypnotizing. He had never experienced anything quite like that before, and part of him wanted to experience it again. “Huh? Hey, wait a second! What am I actually supposed to do with all these panties?”
“I don’t know. Keep them?” Ayame said with a shrug.
“But… there’s so many! Where would I even keep them all?” Tanukichi asked as he looked at the pile of hundreds of panties next to him.
“I don’t know. Throw them away if you can’t find a spot.” Ayame turned around and made it to the auditorium door.
“Wait, and you’re not going to help me with that!?” Tanukichi shouted.
“Nope!” Ayame looked back over her shoulder and winked. “You’re the expert on lewdness, after all! I’m sure you’ll figure something out.”
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“Well… I never thought I’d end my second day of college doing this…” Tanuki thought to himself as she pushed a cart overflowing with panties off campus. “I know no one thinks this is weird, but I still can’t help but feel awkward as I do this…”
The wheels of the cart clanged against the concrete of the sidewalk as he made his way home. He would have just taken the train like normal, but he knew it was so crowded at this time of day that there was no way he was going to fit that cart on board. Plus, he figured he could use a chance to stretch his legs after sitting around for so long.
“At least it’s not raining today. I’ve already gotten soaked enough for one day,” Tanukichi thought to himself. “Dammit, my thoughts are starting to sound like Ayame. Damn girl and her dirty jokes… this is all her fault.”
As Tanukichi continued to make his way home, he walked past an open café, where a woman with short brown hair, a white shirt, and a short orange skirt was serving a woman in a blue business suit coffee.
“Here’s your latte, Ms.!” the barista said politely as she leaned over to put the coffee cup on the table. Her skirt, naturally, rode up when she did so – but instead of seeing a glimpse of her panties, Tanukichi was greeted to the sight of the girl’s completely naked pussy.
“What?” Tanukichi said to himself as the barista went back to work. “Was I… seeing things just now?”
Tanukichi blinked a few times and tried to clear anything that was in his eyes, and when his hands left his face he was greeted to the sight of a girl with black hair and a red dress getting out of a car – and her bald cunt staring back at him for a moment before she stood up.
“No… it can’t be,” Tanukichi said to himself.
“Gyah!” A scream broke out on the opposite side of the street as a car rushed past, the wind it created powerful enough to lift the skirts of several women walking on the sidewalk – and not a single one of them was wearing panties.
“Hey, slow down!” one of the girls shouted at the car as she forced her skirt back down. “You could get in an accident if you drive so recklessly, you know.”
“None… none of these women are wearing panties?” Tanukichi thought to himself. “Absolutely none of them?”
Tanukichi turned back towards the business woman, who was sipping on her coffee as she checked her messages on her wrist monitor.
“Uh… excuse me, miss… are you… wearing any panties right now?” Tanukichi asked her.
“Hmmm?” The woman turned towards Tanukichi and brushed back her vibrant blue hair. “Of course I’m not.”
To prove herself, the business woman hiked up her skirt and spread her legs wide right in the middle of the café patio. Her pussy was completely shaven, and Tanukichi couldn’t help but imagine how smooth it would feel if he touched it.
“Didn’t you hear? Someone at Tokioka, the most moral school in the country, announced that panties can be lewd. They then suggested that its best to just avoid panties overall than risk wearing a lewd pair. My coworkers and I took ours off as soon as the news broke.” The woman looked behind Tanukichi and noticed cart he was pushing. “Uh… is there a reason you’ve got so many panties?”
“Oh, right, that!” Tanukichi’s face lit up with embarrassment. “Well, you see… I’m the one who warned Tokioka about panties, and I’m taking these ones for… disposal! I was just checking on you for your own moral well-being.”
“Oh, so you’re Mr. Tanukichi Okuma! My apologies for being so rude!” The woman walked over to Tanukichi and surprised him with a powerful kiss. Her breath was still hot from her drink, and her tongue tasted just like coffee as it danced inside his mouth. Tanukichi was too stunned to move, and did nothing but stand there as the woman made out with him and her breasts pressed obscenely against his chest. After about thirty seconds the spit swapping to the sound of traffic, the woman finally pulled back away from Tanukichi and wiped away the small trail of saliva the kiss left behind. “Thank you for being so concerned with my public decency, and thank you for speaking out against panties like you did. Japan is now a more moral place thanks to you.”
“All… of Japan…” Tanukichi thought to himself, shocked. “There’s not a woman in Japan wearing panties right now because of me…”
“Oh – you said that you were taking those panties to be disposed of, right?” The woman continued as Tanukichi stared off in a daze. “I still have mine in my purse – you wouldn’t mind taking them off my hands, would you?”
“Uh… I guess not?” Tanukichi said, snapping out of it.
“Marvelous!” The woman took out a pair of silky black panties from her purse and put them into Tanukichi’s cart. “Have a good evening.”
“You too, miss!” Tanukichi replied as the woman went back to her drink.
“Oh, hey, could I give you my panties too?” a blonde girl asked as she stopped next to Tanukichi.
“Uh… I guess?” he replied.
“What about me?” another girl asked, coming up to him. “I want to get rid of mine safely too.”
“And me!” another girl chimed in.
“And me!” said a third as a cascade of voices joined in, and a sea of women gathered around Tanukichi.
“Oh boy…” Tanukichi groaned to himself. “Me and my big mouth…”
One hour later…
“Hnngh! Hnnngh!” Tanuki struggled as he pushed his cart full of panties up the stairs of his apartment complex. “Dammit… there has to be at least… five thousand pairs here! I feel like some kind of… panties-based super villain… walking off with his latest heist!” Tanukichi grunted a few more times before finally coming to a stop in front of his bedroom door. “God, what a bad idea for a bad guy… it’s a good thing I’m not a comic writer or anything.”
Tanukichi unlocked his door and swung it open – only for a familiar, and very powerful, set of lips to suddenly press against his the moment the door was open.
“Hello, Mr. Okuma!” Anna Nishikinomiya mumbled into Tanukichi’s mouth, her voice mostly incomprehensible since her tongue was already dominating Tanukichi’s mouth again.
“Madame President!?” Tanukichi mumbled back while Anna’s hands slid up and down his back, refusing to offer him any chance to escape. “What are you doing here?”
“Oh, well, I just wanted to thank you for the hard work you did today,” Anna replied, her lips popping loudly when she broke the kiss. “You did a great service to our school today, and I wanted to know that the whole student body appreciates what you do.”
“No, I mean… what are you doing in my apartment?” Tanukichi asked. “How did you even get in? I have one of the only two keys!”
“Oh, well, I didn’t want to wait until tomorrow to thank you, so walked over here and asked your landlord to let me in,” she replied. “And when they refused, I just used a bobby pin instead. They are very versatile tools!”
“That’s, very, uh… sweet of you, Ms. Nishikinomiya,” Tanukichi replied nervously, keeping the adjective he wanted to use inside his mind. “You’ve thanked me, though, so you can… leave now… ugh…”
Tanukichi tried to struggle free of Anna’s grip, but she didn’t even seem to realize he was trying to move.
“Oh, but just saying ‘thank you’ isn’t nearly enough to show my, or the school’s gratitude,” Anna replied, either not noticing or not caring that Tanukich’s hard cock was now pressing against her stomach through her pants. “I need to show you our appreciation in a much more… physical way~”
“This… this can’t be the real Anna, can it?” Tanukichi thought to himself in a panic as he stared into the silver-haired girl’s lustful eyes. “The Anna I knew just this morning was sweet, and pure, and innocent! She didn’t even know what sex was! This… this can’t be happening!”
A dinging noise suddenly rang out from Tanukichi’s kitchen, cutting through the tension that the boy seemed drowning in but Anna didn’t seem to notice.
“Oh! Sounds like your reward is done now!” The silver-haired girl finally released her grip on Tanukichi’s body and let him drop to the floor.
“Wait… what?” Tanukichi asked, legs stumbling from weakness as Anna went back into his apartment. “My reward?”
“Of course, silly! I thought long and hard about how I could show my appreciation for you, in the end I couldn’t think about anything better than some nice, home-made cookies!” Anna put on a pair of blue oven mitts and pulled the sugar cookies out of the oven. “They’re still hot right now, but if you give them a minute I’m sure they’ll be cool enough to eat!”
“Aaah… this is more of the Anna I fell in love with,” Tanukichi thought to himself, smiling. “When she said she wanted to reward me ‘physically’, she just didn’t know any better.”
“I also made some green tea for you, but it tasted like you just had some coffee so you can skip on that if you want,” Anna continued, using her hand to blow away the hot air rising from the cookies.
“Uh… thanks for the concern, but I think I can think I can handle a little more caffeine,” Tanukichi replied, careful not to reveal the actual source of the coffee taste in his mouth.
“Whatever you say, Mr. Okuma!” Anna poured him a cup along with a few cookies on a plate once they were cool enough to touch. “Please, help yourself!”
Tanukichi picked up one of the cookies and sunk his teeth into it. The taste was sweet, sugary, and buttery, along with a lovely zest that he couldn’t quite recognize. They also went great with the green tea, filling his mouth with joy and relaxing his whole body.
“Mmm, I must say, these are really good, Ms. Nishikinomiya!” Tanukichi complemented. “You’re a natural baker!”
“Oh, why thank you, Tanukichi! You have no idea how much that means to me!” she swooned, holding the cookie tray to her chest. “Oh, you don’t mind if I call you by your given name, do you?”
“Well, you can call me whatever you want if you give me the recipe for these cookies!” Tanukichi replied through his food. “There’s something special about these… it’s right on the tip of my tongue, but, I just can’t place what it is!”
“Hmm… well, they’re just normal sugar cookies for the most part,” Anna replied. “I just used sugar, cream, butter, eggs, nectar…”
“Nectar?” Tanukichi blinked a few times in confusion. “You mean, like, from flowers?”
“Well, not exactly,” Anna replied. “I actually got it from my flower!”
“Your flower?” Tanukichi looked around. “But… I don’t see any plants here besides my own.”
“I mean the flower between my legs, silly!” Tanukichi suddenly stopped chewing on his cookie. “You see, while I was making the dough for these cookies, I was thinking about the time we spent together today… and how you taught me how to properly greet you.” Anna’s knees began to visibly rub against each other. “I couldn’t get how good it felt to have your lips against mine, and my body just kept getting hotter the more I thought about it! Eventually, I noticed that my flower was secreting a strange fluid I’d never seen before. I was curious what it was, so I tried tasting some of it – and I thought it was very good.” Anna stuck two of her fingers into her mouth, her tongue swirling around them as she mimicked what she did earlier. “I then realized that the more I caressed my flower, and the more I thought about you, the more nectar my flower made!” Tanukichi glanced downwards and saw a small puddle forming between Anna’s legs as the pungent smell of wet pussy filled the air. “So, I thought it was only fair that you got to taste my nectar too, Tanukichi! After all, I wouldn’t be able to make this nectar without you~”
Stunned into silence, Tanukichi could do nothing but stare at Anna in shock as gravity slowly dropped the cookie out of his right hand.
“Hmm? Is something wrong, Tanukichi? You look pale.” Anna leaned over towards the boy and placed a hand on his forehead, bringing her scent and her large breasts even closer to Tanukichi in the process. “And you’re burning up too!”
“Uh, don’t worry, I-I’m fine!” Tanukichi stammered as he pushed himself away from Anna and stood back up. “It’s just that, uh… I just realized that I forgot to buy milk on the way home!”
“But I used your fridge just a few minutes ago, and it seemed like you had plenty,” Anna pointed out.
“Uh, I meant… chocolate milk, of course! I’m just gonna… run down to the convenience store and get some!” Tanukichi inched awkwardly towards his front door, desperate for a chance to process what just happened.
“Oh, well that sure was forgetful of you, Tanukichi~ Let me give you a bag so you can take some of my cookies with you – they’re best when they’re still fresh, after all,” Anna replied sweetly, buying his story completely. “And don’t you worry; I’ll be sure to watch your apartment until you get back.”
“Please, that isn’t necessary Ms. Nishikinomiya, honestly,” Tanukichi hastily insisted as he put the cookies Anna gave him into his shirt pocket. “You really, really ought to go home before it gets too late.”
“I’m afraid I must insist, Tanukichi. Someone needs to make sure no one takes any of your confiscated panties, after all.” Anna motioned towards the large pile of underwear gathered right outside Tanukichi’s door. “Can you imagine what the scandal it would be if some poor, unsuspecting woman came by and tried to wear a pair? She could risk becoming indecent for the rest of her life!”
“Oh, right… almost forgot about those…” Tanukichi mumbled, shoulders drooping. “Thank you, Madame President.”
“No problem, Tanukichi! And please, just call me Anna!” The silver-haired girl placed a hand under her chin and licked her lips, her black headband looking like some kind of inverse halo as she stared at him a lust so hot it could melt steel. “Now be sure to hurry back, okay? I promise to greet you… warmly when you return~”
“I’ll, uh… keep that in mind!” Tanukichi shut the door to his apartment as fast as he could without slamming it and shivered. “Dammit… every time I think she’s back to normal she just keeps getting weirder!”
As Tanukichi walked down the stairs to the street, he took out the bag of cookies Anna had given him and looked at it.
“I still can’t believe Anna would so something so indecent,” he thought to himself in despair. “There is no way a pure mind could have thought up something like that on pure accident… she… she was actually horny… for me?”
A mixture of disgust, arousal, pride, and fear welled inside Tanukichi’s gut, the confusing and contradictory emotions nearly causing him to faint. It was as if everything he had ever known to be true in the world was lie, and that the very laws of physics themselves would turn out to be lies next. He would not have been surprised if gravity just stopped working all of a sudden and he fell into the sky – his head certainly made him feel like it was the case already.
“Get it together, Tanukichi.” The boy took a deep breath and recomposed himself. “She still made these cookies for me. That was a genuine, pure act of kindness, right? That means that, deep down, she’s still the innocent, amazing girl I knew in grade school!”
He took one of the cookies out of the bag and examined it closely.
“Though… these cookies are still way too lewd… I should probably get rid of them.” Despite what he just said to himself, Tanukichi put one into his mouth and chewed on it, savoring both the sugar and sweetness, and the Anna’s unique tang as well. “But it would also be rude to throw away a gift…”
As Tanukichi headed towards the convenience store down the block, he ate the rest of Anna’s cookies and became intimately familiar with the taste of her ‘nectar’, which was surprisingly distinct to Ayame’s As his tongue slid over the sweet crumbs of the snack, he couldn’t help but imagine licking the girl’s silver-haired pussy – even if he didn’t admit to himself that he was.
By the time Tanukichi arrived at the convenience store, Tanukichi had finished the last of the cookies and tossed the plastic bag Anna gave him into garbage. Inside, Tanukichi’s eyes were drawn to an aisle close to the entrance of the store.
“To think… the spot where they used to keep dirty magazines now has nothing but sexless greeting cards,” Tanukichi thought to himself as he eyed a card that read ‘You’re a real treat!’ over the picture of a dog with big eyes and a bone in its mouth. “And yet they still have plenty of alcohol and cigarettes to sell for some reason.”
Pushing the thoughts of hypocrisy from his mind, Tanukichi walked past the alcoholic beverages and grabbed some chocolate milk from a fridge in the back.
“Augh, there’s no way I can get out of going back home, is there?” Tanukichi sighed to himself. “Even if I get a hotel room, I have feeling she’ll still be there when I come back from school tomorrow. Maybe… she’ll go if I just ask nicely? Or, if I say its immoral for her to stay overnight at a boy’s home if they aren’t partners? Yeah, that’s it! I won’t even be lying to her if I tell her that!”
Feeling confident in his plan, Tanukichi took his milk and approached the checkout counter. The woman standing behind the counter was about twelve years older than him, with her black hair tied back in a bun, light pink lipstick, a small beauty mark under the right side of her mouth, and she was wearing a yellow apron with a green sweater underneath. The nametag on her apron read Yuria Ichida.
“Hello here, Mr. Okuma,” she greeted. “Is this going to be everything for you today?”
“Yeah, this is it,” Tanukichi replied as he thought “I guess I have to get used to everyone knowing my name now.”
“Alright then, here you go!” the older woman said politely as she bagged the milk carton. “Oh, and don’t forget your kiss!”
“Of course…” Tanukichi took in a deep breath and leaned over the counter, pressing his lips against hers. This was the first time he had ever kissed a girl with lipstick, and it felt rather strange. Her lips were waxy and slick, and the makeup added a strange taste to her spit when his tongue entered the woman’s mouth. He was expecting the woman to be more experienced, but she still let him guide her mouth through it anyways. After a few moments of exploring her mouth, Tanukichi finally let her go, pulling back and wiping away the lipstick that had gathered on his mouth.
“It was a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Okuma.” Yuria picked up the grocery bag and offered it to Tanukichi. “Have a wonderful evening!”
Tanukichi was about to take the bag and leave, when he suddenly noticed something strange about the hand that was offering it to him – it had a wedding ring around one of the fingers.
“You’re married!?” Tanukichi gasped in shock. “I… I just kissed a married woman!?”
“Uh… yes, you did.” Mrs. Ichida replied, confused by his sudden alarm. “Is that a problem?”
“Er, no, it’s just, it means that now, uh…” Tanukichi stammered as his mind tried to come up with some kind of excuse for his behavior just now. :"W-we're married!"
“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 pile of exploding food 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 grabbed him by his shirt and forced 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 though that the last kiss that nearly popped his ears strong, but that was nothing compared to this. 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 forced 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 desperate, 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…”
Despite his best efforts follow Yuria’s advice, Tanukichi found sleeping to be an incredibly hard task – though, not quit as hard as his dick was. The whole night, his shaft pressed hard against Anna’s stomach, and whenever he tried to move away from her she would just embrace him even harder. The fact that his new wife kept hugging him from the back, breathing softly into his ear and moaning whenever he moved too much, only made things worse.
“I… I feel like I’m about to explode!” Tanukichi thought to himself silently. “I need to cum so badly! Maybe… maybe I can sneak off to the bathroom… with that phone, I won’t have to worry about getting caught jerking off anymore.”
Tanukichi tried carefully to remove himself from between the two women, picking himself up off the mattress, only for both of the girls to pull him back down. Yuria held him gently from behind, caressing his sides with her soft hands while Anna pulled him into another one of her deep kisses.
“Mmmm~” she moaned into his mouth, her tongue still powerful even in her sleep. “Hello, Tanukichi… hello, Tanukichi~” At the same time, her thighs wrapped around one of Tanukichi’s legs, forcing it right up to her groin so she could rub her bare pussy against it.
“Fuck! Even when she’s asleep, this woman is insatiable!” Tanukichi through to himself as his leg became coated with Anna’s juices. “Maybe I could just jerk off here and tell her that’s just what happens when boys and girls sleep too close together… no! I can’t do that to her! It would be a disservice to jerk off to such a pure and innocent woman!”
“What’s that, Tanukichi?” Anna asked the man in her dreams. “You want more cookies? Coming right up~” She wrapped her leg even harder around Tanukichi’s and rubbed herself even harder, leaving long streaks of her feminine juices along his leg as she unknowingly stimulated her clit.
“Guuuuh!” Tanukichi audibly gasped to himself. “Why do you have to make this so hard, Anna?”
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Anna yawned as she stretched herself the next morning, the sun shining in from the outside as she woke herself up.
“Aaaah! Such a wonderful night’s sleep!” Anna said with a smile. “How about you, Tanukichi? How did you sleep?”
Tanukichi looked back at her with almost-dead eyes, his lips still moist with Anna’s spit, and his cock now so hard that it felt like it could cut diamonds. His right leg was still covered in Anna’s juices, making it smell like he was her personal fuck toy all night long – though, he supposed that he kind of was.
“I… slept well,” Tanukichi lied, cock throbbing
“Good! I’ll go make ourselves some breakfast, and we can get straight to school!” Anna walked over to Tanukichi’s kitchen and got to work as the older woman behind Tanukichi began to wake up too.
“Good morning, honey,” Yuria greeted as she stood up, flashing Tanukichi her own pussy from beneath her night gown. “This is the first time I’ve ever slept without panties, and I’ve got to say, I’m really glad I got rid of those things! It’s so much more comfortable without them!”
“Y-you don’t say,” Tanukichi said nervously as he glanced over to the massive pile of women’s underwear that still sat in a corner of his apartment. “I still need to figure out what to do with those,” he thought before going to his bathroom to get changed and wash up. He would have jacked off in the shower then and there, but the three of them had slept in that morning so they didn’t have much time before class stared. When he came back out, Yuria was back in her normal work clothes, while Anna had just finished cooking some food.
“Here you go, Tanukichi!” Anna said as he finished his breakfast, placing two plates on his dining table. “Some eggs and bacon! Just for you!”
“Wow, it smells so good! She made it so fast, and yet it looks gourmet! This must be her pure love shining through again!” Tanukichi thought happily to himself as he and Anna sat down. “Thank you so much, Ms. Nishikinomiya!”
“It was no trouble at all! And please, call me Anna~” the silver-haired girl replied.
“It looks great, but… where is my plate?” Yuria asked curiously.
“Oh, I’m sorry, I must have forgotten to make you a plate,” Anna replied, her voice laced with regret and sorry. “Don’t worry, I’m sure Tanukichi has some instant noodles you can have somewhere.”
“Okay… I guess I’ll go look,” Yuria said sadly as she walked off towards Tanukichi’s pantry.
“Wait, you don’t have to do that,” Tanukichi said, stopping her. “You can have some of mine, if you want.”
“Really? But there isn’t enough to fill both of us, and as a moral guardian, you deserve it more.”
“Nonsense – it’s normal for a man to feed his wife, after all!” he replied with a smile.
“Thank you, honey! This means a lot to me!” Yuria leaned down and opened her mouth, letting Tanukichi take some of his eggs and pop it into her mouth. “Mmm~”
Her chews were suddenly interrupted by the sound of violently twisting metal on the other side of the table. Yuria and Tanukichi turned and saw that Anna had taken her fork and crushed it within her fist, the metal scraping loudly against itself as it fell to pieces.
“Uh… are you okay, Ms. Nishikinomiya?” Yuria asked awkwardly.
“Of course! Everything is fine!” Anna still had her normal, happy demeanor on her face, but she was speaking twice as fast as she normally would. “Did I mention that you two are such a cute couple? I’m so happy for your marriage. So happy. So very happy. I couldn’t be happier, honest!”
“I think I should probably get to work now,” Yuria said as she awkwardly made her way towards his door. “Pick me up after work so we can go home together, okay? And call me if you need anything!”
“I will! Have a good day at work!” Tanukichi said just as awkwardly while his mind screamed “Don’t leave me here alone!”
The door shut regardless, though, leaving Tanukichi alone with the silver-haired beauty in front of him, still wearing only her nightgown.
“So, Tanukichi… tell me… is it normal for friends to feed other friends as well?” Anna asked curiously.
“I-I suppose so,” Tanukichi replied, stretching the collar of his uniform. “People don’t do it a lot, but-“
“Well then, please, allow me, Tanukichi~” Anna said, abruptly sitting in the boy’s lap and using his chopsticks to scoop food into his mouth. “It’s the least I can do for such an amazing student council member~”
“Thanks, Anna,” Tanukichi said through is food as he felt his cock throb once more, pressing hard against Anna’s strong thighs from bellow. “This woman is going to kill me at this rate,” Tanukichi thought to himself.
Eventually, though, Tanukichi and Anna made it to school after finishing their morning routines and riding the cramped train there – though the fact that the girls he brushed against weren’t wearing any panties made the experience even more titillating than normal. Anna accompanied him the whole way, scaring off anyone who might try to greet him in the process, but they had to part once they reached the front doors of the school.
“I’m afraid I have some important student council business to attend to, so I’ll leave you to your classes – but we can try and have lunch together again, right?” Anna asked sweetly.
“Yeah, sure! I’ll keep an eye for you, okay?” Tanukichi replied, not wanting to disappoint her.
“Okay then, have a good day, Tanukichi!” Anna waved as she walked away. “And good luck on your presentation today!”
“Thank you!” Tanukichi said, waving back. “Wait… I have a presentation today?”
Tanukichi’s train of thought was suddenly interrupted by a three-ringed binder being shoved into his stomach – a binder being held by none other than Otome Saotome.
“Good morning, Mr. Okuma,” she greeted before scaling Tanukichi’s body – the only way for her to deliver her kiss without him bending over. “As promised, I spent last night making new card cuties and now they’ve here and read for publishing.”
“So… heavy…” Tanukichi grunted, struggling to hold up both the binder and the girl who currently had her legs wrapped around his stomach. “How many did you make?”
“Two thousand,” she replied, causing Tanukichi to gasp in shock. “I know, I could have done more, but I wanted to make sure that they were high enough quality.”
She jumped down from Tanukichi’s body and opened the binder up, revealing page after page of naked women. Some of them were on their knees, naked and sticking their tongues out at the viewers. Others were wearing tight swimsuits and covering themselves with viscous jell. Still others were bent over and holding their pussy lips open for the viewer, giving an upside-down wink as she stared back from between her legs. There were so many girls in so many outfits and positions that Tanukichi’s mind couldn’t keep track of them – though his dick certainly tried.
“I modeled the ‘flowers’ off my own, by the way,” Otome continued as he flipped through pages of the cards. “It adds a nice, personal touch to it, I think.”
“Well, the artwork certainly is incredible,” Tanukichi said, doing his best not to drool too much. “But the publisher will have to make the final decision.”
“I understand,” Otome replied. “But be sure to put in a good word for me, okay? I want these new cards out as soon as possible so I can start collecting them too.”
“S-sure thing, Ms. Saotome.” Tanukichi’s legs shook from the weight of the album as he began to make his way to his first class. “Have a good day!”
Tanukichi almost made it to his next class, but he was accosted once more when a hand reached out from an empty classroom and pulled him in like a fish on a line. 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.
“I… I can’t have sex in front of the whole school! And especially not in front of Anna!” Tanukichi said to himself as he began to panic. “I need to get out of here! Start a new life in a new country, under an assumed name!”
The college boy sprinted to a nearby window and opened it, crawling out and unceremoniously falling flat onto the ground. But instead of hitting the hard, uncomfortable dirt like he expected to, Tanukichi found his body cushioned against something much softer and warmer. It wasn’t until his lips met another pair that he managed to realize he had fallen right on top of someone’s body.
“Mmmmmmph!” Tanukichi mumbled into the lips of the girl he was suddenly kissing, all while her soft chest pressed back into his and her tried, purple eyes stared back into his.
“Hello to you too, Mr. Okuma,” Hyouka Fuwa greeted casually, her green hair even more of a mess than usual.
“Gwah! What… what are you doing out here?” Tanukichi asked, pushing himself off the scientist girl using her shoulders.
“I was just having a little nap,” Hyouka replied as she sat up from the ground. “I was more restless last night than usual and I could not sleep, so I came to this spot outside the science classroom to get at least some sleep. The faint smell of chemicals and the academic setting helps clam my nerves, but they sadly do not let me sleep in there anymore, so I have to suffice with napping out here.”
“You couldn’t sleep last night? Was something wrong?” Tanukichi asked curiously.
“No, nothing was wrong, per say, but I was filled with so much anticipation for your presentation today that I simply could not force myself to rest,” Hyouka responded. “Speaking of the presentation, how goes your preparations for it? Do you need to retrieve anything for it?”
“Er, no, not at all! Preparations are going just fine, honestly!” Tanukichi said, a bead of nervous sweat running down his face.
“Really? Because I think I heard you say something about leaving and foreign countries just a few moments ago,” Hyouka replied, her tired monotone still unchanged.
“Oh, that? I was just… talking about how this school feels like a foreign country sometimes!” Tanukichi lied. “It’s so easy to get lost! That’s why I fell out of the window a moment ago – I thought it might have been the door to my next class!”
“You have a problem with getting lost? Then here, allow me to help with that.” With surprising speed, Hyouka reached into her lab coat pocket with one hand and grabbed Tanukichi’s right wrist with the other. The college boy let out a short grunt of pain as Hyouka pressed some kind of mechanical device into his skin and embedded something there. “This is a tracker that will allow me to know your position at all times. It is linked to satellites, so I can help direct you if you lose your way anywhere in the world – so please let me know immediately if you have trouble finding the auditorium for your demonstration. Oh, and I wouldn’t try to remove it if I were you. It looks like I may have attached it right to your radial artery, and bleeding from there could very well result in your untimely death.”
“Wow, thanks, Ms. Fuwa…” Tanukichi’s cheeks twitched a little as he forced himself to smile. “You’re a real friend.”
“It is no trouble at all, Mr. Okuma.” Hyouka stood up and bushed off the dirt and grass that had accumulated on her clothes during her sleep. “Have a good day, and I look forward to seeing your demonstration.”
“Yeah… you too…” Tanukichi said, eyes still fixated on the red, blinking light on his wrist. His eyes remained glued to the device as he walked the rest of the way to his first class, his expression a mixture of despair and disbelief.
“Ah, Mr. Okuma,” his teacher, a woman with glasses and long, brown hair greeted when he walked in. “You’re over ten minutes late.”
“Oh, sorry it’s just, uh… it’s normal for me to show up at class whenever I want?” Tanukichi replied, wondering if they’d believe such an obvious excuse.
“My apologies then, Mr. Okuma,” the teacher replied with a respectful bow. “You may take a seat whenever you like – but not before you give me a proper, polite greeting.”
Tanukichi walked up to the teacher and gave her a kiss on the lips, wondering which was weirder – the fact that his obvious lie worked, or that he was actually making out with a teacher.
“Do these people really trust me that much? Even in areas outside ‘public morality’?” He thought to himself as his tongue rolled around inside the older woman’s mouth.
“Mmm, thank you, Mr. Okuma,” the teacher said as the kiss broke, wiping the trail of saliva that the college boy had left behind. “Now, please take your seat so we can start our first quiz.”
“Oh, right… there’s been so much going on that I completely forgot to study,” Tanukichi thought to himself as he sat down and the test was passed out. “But… maybe I don’t have to? I mean, if I am really stuck here, I might as well use my status to my advantage, right?”
Tanukichi found his gaze drifting away from his quiz and towards the woman sitting in front of him – the blonde girl with the diamond earrings who used to wear thongs that he met the day before. Deciding to take his chance, Tanukichi leaned forward to look at her answers.
“Augh, Ms. Etsuko!” the blonde girl groaned the instant she realized what he was doing. “Tanukichi is cheating off my test!”
“Er, don’t worry, I just need a little… assistance picking the right answers,” Tanukichi quickly insisted. “It’s okay, its something I’m allowed to do.”
“Well, why didn’t you just say so before class?” the teacher replied casually. “Ms. Kita, would you please help Tanukichi finish his test for him?”
“Augh, fine!” The blonde girl grumbled as she stood up and, to his surprise, sat down with her exam right in Tanukichi’s lap. “Let’s just get this over with, okay?”
“Oh god, I… I can feel her pussy against my leg!” Tanukichi thought to himself, unable to even speak as the girl on his lap copied her answers from her bubble sheet to his. “We’re sitting in the middle of class, with dozens of people around us, and she’s pressing her bare peach against my pants like it’s no big deal! How could I forget how… amazing exhibitionism can feel!?”
“Okay, I’m done,” Kita said as she handed Tanukichi his answer sheet. “Now, if you’ll excuse me!”
“Wait!” Tanukichi grabbed the woman’s arm on reflex and held her there. “Could you… stay a bit longer?”
“Guh, what for?” The blonde girl asked, rolling her eyes.
“Uh, um… a reward for your help!” Tanukichi hastily replied.
“A reward?” The girl’s blue eyes shone like diamonds for just a moment as she stared back into his.
“Yeah, a reward! I’m going to give you… a special massage!” Tanukichi explained.
“But, I thought that massages were outlawed five years ago for being too lewd or something?” the blonde replied, confused.
“Uh, right, that’s… why this massage is so special!” Tanukichi replied. “And it’s legal if I do it, which means that you’ll be one of the only people in the whole world to receive this massage!”
“One of the only people in the whole world?” she repeated, partly in shock. “Well then, why didn’t you say so earlier!?” She sat back down roughly in Tanukichi’s lap, making it clear that she wasn’t going anywhere. “Get to massaging, and it better make me feel good!”
“Uh, right… I’ll try my best.” Tanukichi swallowed deeply before reaching his hands around the freshman’s body and clasping his hands onto her chest. His fingers made small impressions in her tits he began to grope her, the feeling of her breasts feeling amazing against his hands even though her layers of clothes.
“Mmm… my, this massage really is unique!” Kita practically moaned her words as Tanukichi played with her massive tits, palming them over and over again as the teacher’s lecture continued on like normal right in front of them. “I don’t think I’ve ever felt this way before! I… feel kind of hot!”
“Then… that just means it’s working!” Tanukichi said, enjoying the feeling of the woman shifting around on his lap and accidentally grinding her sex against him in the process.
“Aaah, yes… it’s only been a few days since I last got to do this, but it’s already been way too long,” Tanukichi thought to himself as he began to drool. “But, you know what would be even better?”
Tanukichi moved his hands further down the girl’s shirt and opened her jacket before tearing open her shirt and revealing her purple bra that hid her plump, D cup breasts. That soon came off too, allowing her naked breasts to bounce freely in the middle of the classroom for everyone – but especially Tanukichi – to see.
“Oh! Is this part of the massage?” Kita asked, surprised that her breasts were exposed but not registering that the exposure was sexual at all.
“Yeah, don’t worry about it! Just sit back and relax, and I’ll take care of the rest,” Tanukichi assured her.
He then brought her hands back to her chest and began to play with her breasts again, this time rolling her adorable, pink nipples between his thumbs and index fingers while the rest of his hands continued to get a feel for how weighty and plump her chest was. The woman’s breath soon grew heavy as her nipples hardened between his fingers, growing more and more sensitive the more Tanukichi toyed with her.
“Aaah! Mr… Mr. Okuma!” the girl moaned, face bright red. “I’m starting to feel a little… lightheaded…”
“Don’t worry, that means it’s, uh, working!” Tanukichi replied before distracting her with a hard pull on her nipples.
“Guh, gaaaah!” she couldn’t help but gasp. By now, Kita's face was bright red, and her hips were shivering every time Tanukichi sent a shock of pleasure up her spine. Every soft grope of her breasts, every tease and pull of her nipples, the grind of her pussy against his groin and legs, even the feeling of his breath on her neck was making her feel good.
“Please, quiet down you two,” their teacher politely spoke up. “I know you’re having a massage right now, but we still need to focus on our studies too.”
“Yes, sensei… ah!” Kita gasped. “I’ll… try my best!”
The school girl quietly bit her tongue to remain quiet, but that proved harder and harder as time went on. She didn’t understand it, but it was like there was some deep, primal force inside her calling on her to cry out the better she felt.
Tanukichi, for his part, was having the time of his life as well. Not only did he love the feeling of Kita's breasts in his hands, and the cute and sexy moans she gave out whenever he tweaked her nipples, but he was fast growing addicted to the feeling of the girl’s moistening pussy sliding up and down his shaft outside his pants.
“Mr. Okuma… even though you’re massaging my… bags… you’re still making my… flower… feel so good!” the blonde moaned, careful to keep her voice soft so she wouldn’t interrupt the lecture again. “It feels like… I’m about to explode! Is this the effect of… one of those… pressure point things?”
“Oh god! This girl’s had so littler sexual stimulation in her life, that she’s about to cum just from this alone!” Tanukichi thought to himself in amazed glee. “I’m… not a bad person for doing this, right? Yeah, I’m just… practicing for when I have sex in public for real! And besides – she clearly loves it!”
“Oh, Tanukichi! Tanukichi!” the blonde moaned, speech slipping to informal diction as she began to lose control over her entire body. Her legs were now twitching wildly at every pinch of her hard nipples, and her pussy was flowing with juices and a scent she had never smelled before. Tanukichi, meanwhile, was so hard inside his pants that she could feel the outline of his shaft press up against her defenseless labia, causing her to soak him all the way through the fabric. There was no doubt in Tanukichi’s mind that, if it wasn’t for his pants, they would straight up be having sex in the middle of the classroom right now – and still, no one seemed to even care, other than the occasional sideways glance.
“Almost there,” Tanukichi thought to himself as his own orgasm built up. “Almost there!”
“Tanukichi!” Kita continued to repeat his name over and over again, as if it were a mantra. “Tanukichi, Tanukichi, Tanuki- aah! Aaah! Aaaaaaaaagh!”
Her whole body spasmed and shivered as the first orgasm in her entire life overtook the woman’s young body. Her pussy spraying out love juices onto Tanukichi’s lap as she screamed so loud that even the people in the classrooms next door heard her. But, underneath it all, while Tanukichi was still incredibly aroused and even leaking precum all over the inside of his soaked underwear, he still hadn’t quite orgasmed.
“Just a few more seconds, and-“ Tanukichi thought to himself, only to be interrupted by his teacher.
“Well, I’d punish you for disrupting the class again, young miss, but it seems like we just ran out of time, so I’ll let you off with a warning just this once,” Ms. Etsuko announced as the other students got up and left for their next classes. “That must have been quite a massage, though; you looked so happy while he was rubbing you!”
“Oh yeah… that massage was definitely… one of a kind,” the blonde said as she stood up from Tanukichi’s lap, put her clothes back on, and gathered her things.
“B-but, I wasn’t finished yet!” Tanukichi said desperately.
“That’s okay – you can always give me another massage later,” Kita said as she went for the door to the classroom, not noticing that she was dripping juices onto the floor behind her as she walked. “And I do expect more massages if you want me to keep giving you answers.”
“But, but…!” Tanukichi stammered desperately, but it was too late. The blonde girl had already slammed the door shut behind her, leaving Tanukichi alone with nothing but soaked pants, and a cock so hard it could hold up a bridge.
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“Dammit… now it just won’t go down at all,” Tanukichi thought to himself as he walked through the halls, the boner in his pants making it very uncomfortable to move. “I guess I don’t have anyone to blame for myself this time, but still…”
Now that his first class was complete, Tanukichi didn’t have another one until that afternoon, so he made his way to the school library to try and put together some kind of ‘presentation’. His cock still throbbing, he tried to look through some of the older biology and anatomy textbooks for any pictures he might be able to use, but he found that even the books that did once have descriptions of reproduction in them had long had their pages censored by impenetrable black ink. So, failing that, Tanukichi got some pens and paper together and tried his to draw some pictures of penises, vaginas, sperm, and eggs.
“Huh? What’s that you’re drawing, Mr. Okuma?” a girl with red hair asked as she peeked over Tanukichi’s shoulder. “It looks like someone putting a stake in the ground.”
“I think it looks more like some kind of weird train entering a cave” said another.
“And what’s that thing he has next to it?” a third girl joined in. “Some kind of golf ball growing hair?”
"Actually, it’s supposed to be, uh, sex… and sperm fertilizing an egg,” Tanukichi clarified.
The three women behind him just looked at him dumfounded, like he had just told them how to make a salad in Tamil or something.
“Ooooh, I get it! These are all creatures and magical items for your role-playing campaign!” one of the girls eventually spoke up, the other sighing with relief and nodding in agreement. “I had no idea that you role-played, Tanukichi! You should totally join my RP group! We meet every Friday night in the language arts classroom, and it’s open to the public! I’m sure that my players would all love the chance to fight against a ‘sex’ or a ‘sperm fertilizing’!”
“B-but that wasn’t what I…” Before Tanukichi could try and explain himself, the three women had already left. “Okay, so I guess I’m no Michelangelo after all. That means that I’m going to have to do this with… photos.”
Reaching into his pocket, Tanukichi took out a Card Cutie where the woman featured was joyfully spreading her labia for the viewer, and he took a close-up picture of her exposed vagina.
“Okay, that’s the vagina down…” Tanukichi said to himself. “Now all I need is a good dick pic…”
The college boy looked around the library and spotted what he thought looked like a secluded spot and walked over to it. There, he undid his belt, stretched out his pants, and used his wrist communicator to snap a picture of his exposed cock… just as a familiar girl with light green hair rounded the corner and caught him in the act.
“Oh! Hello there, Ms.!” Tanukichi greeted, trying to sound as casual as possible. “Nothing abnormal here, no ma’am! I was just taking a picture for… a project I’m doing!”
“Oooh, cool! Can I help?” The woman replied, surprising Tanukichi.
“Eh… what?” Tanukichi asked plainly.
“If you’re taking a picture of your cucumber, you’d probably want to get it from multiple angles, right?” the green-haired woman replied casually. “If you just take pictures of it in your pants like that, it might be too dark to see.”
“Yeah, I guess you have a point…” Tanukichi admitted.
“Okay then!” The girl pressed a button on her wrist projector and summoned the camera app from it. “I’m ready when you are!”
Gulping, Tanukichi took the girl’s advice and lowered his pants completely, allowing his hard cock to flop around freely in the open air of the library.
“Wow… I’ve never seen a boy’s cucumber before, but is it supposed to be that big and hard?” the green-haired student asked curiously.
“Uh, sometimes… it depends,” Tanukichi answered awkwardly. “Would you please just take the picture already?”
“Sure, let me just experiment with a few angles,” the woman replied, moving around Tanukichi so she could get multiple shots.
“Hmm? What’s going on over here?” another student, this one with long braided black hair, said as she rounded a bookshelf and found the photographic duo.
“I’m just helping Mr. Okuma take some photos,” the woman replied. “Do you want to help?”
“Sure!” The new girl promptly took out her own camera app and began to snap pictures as well.
“Th-that’s really not necessary,” Tanukichi tried to insist.
“Nonsense! It will just take a second,” the girl replied, camera still snapping.
“Hey, are we taking pictures of Mr. Okuma over here?” A third girl with pink hair asked as she popped her head between the book shelves. “I want to join in too!”
That woman swiftly brought the attention of another woman, and another woman, until Tanukichi found himself surrounded by a group of fourteen women, all them taking pictures of his exposed cock and saving them to their cloud data for potentially the rest of time.
“Oh god! They’re all looking at my cock so casually!” Tanukichi thought to himself. “Why would so many girls volunteer to do this? Don’t they have any shred of decency at all? Are they really that innocent, or… do they actually like the way it looks?”
“Okay, I think we got enough pictures now,” the girl who first found Tanukichi announced. “We’ll be sure to send them to the student council right away.”
“Th-thanks, girls… you’re all life savers…” Tanukichi stammered as he finally put his pants back on. “Wait… the student council!? Then that means-“
“Mmm? What’s all this?” Anna Nishikinomiya asked herself as she browsed the internet on her desktop computer in her private, presidential office. “Why are so many students sending the council so many pictures at once? Was there an art event that I wasn’t aware of?”
Anna opened the first of the emails and was immediately greeted by the sight of Tanukichi Okuma’s hard cock staring back at her.
“Hmmm?” Almost instantly, the silver-haired woman felt her eyes glaze over and her face grow hot. “I don’t know that this is, but… for some reason, I can’t stop looking at it.”
Anna clicked on one of the dick pics and enlarged it so that it so that it took up the whole screen. As she did so, she felt an odd, but familiar sensation in her groin, attracting her right hand downwards and inviting it to press up against her pussy underneath her skirt.
“Maybe it’s some kind of food…” Anna mused as her hand subconsciously began to move around her clit. “Because for some reason, the more I look at it… the hungrier I feel.”
Anna leaned forward in her seat and began to rub her tongue up and down the screen, her ravenous tongue tracing the length of Tanukichi’s cock as her mind desperately tried to imagine what it would be like to have between her lips.
“Hah! Hah!” Anna was panting heavily into the screen, her breath fogging up the picture but that hardly mattered to her. The image was already ingrained her mind. “I have to find out what’s in this picture. I have to track it down… and taste it!”
Her tongue swirled around the tip of Tanukichi’s dick in a way that, had he actually been there, there was no doubt that Tanukichi would have fired his full, thick load directly down her throat.
"Must find... must find..."
“Hmm? Emails to the student council?” Ayame looked at the screen being projected from her wrist as her calculus class continued around her. “I wonder what it is?”
Ayame moved to take a drink from her water bottle as she opened one of the emails and the image on screen began to load. As soon as it was finished, and Tanukichi’s spear was on full display in front of her, she couldn’t help but spit the water in her mouth onto the back of the boy sitting in front of her.
“Hack hack, what the hell!?” Ayame coughed for a few moments before she realized that everyone in the classroom was staring at her. “Er, I mean, what… shell…fish… er, I need to get going. Official student council business.”
As Ayame left her classroom, the time on the clock above the door read 11:00 AM. Tanukichi’s baby-making presentation was set to begin in an hour. When Ayame finally found Tanukichi, he was standing outside the auditorium by himself, hastily tapping away on the projection in front of him as he put the finishing touches on his lecture.
“There you are!” Ayame said as she walked up to him, bursting through his wrist projection to give him a quick but rough kiss on the lips. “You don’t happen to know why I suddenly received hundreds of hard poles in the mail, do you? Because, last I checked, I’m don’t run a pole-vaulting competition, and I didn’t order any!”
“Uh, sorry about that,” Tanukichi apologized. “I was trying to get some visuals for my sex ed presentation, but the help I enlisted got a little… overenthusiastic with the picture taking.”
“Wait… so you mean you actually got all those girls to take pictures of your bookmark in the middle of the library?” Ayame was clearly impressed. “Normally, I’d chastise you for handing out spoilers like that, but since you managed to get a full house anyways, I think I can forgive you this once.”
“Full house?” Tanukichi peeked into the auditorium and saw that every single seat was filled – and that Hyouka had brought the film crew that she promised. “Shit! I was hoping most people would be too busy eating lunch to attend…”
“Tanukichi, for most of these people, it’ll be the first time they’ve heard about reproduction in… forever! It doesn’t even matter if they’re asexual as a Ken doll, they’re going to be curious about what fucking truly entails. And as we all know, curiosity killed the pussy…” Ayame formed a V with two fingers on her right hand and wiggled her tongue in between them. “… but satisfaction brought it back!”
Tanukichi just rolled his eyes at the joke and got back to editing his presentation.
“Speaking of pussies and satisfaction, have you chosen what lucky lady you plan on doing the ‘hokey pokey’ with for the school?” Ayame asked curiously.
“Oh, about that.” Tanukichi reversed his projection to show Ayame what he had completed so far. “I was thinking that, maybe I could get around the demonstration part with a little animation I put together.”
Tanukichi hit a button on his wrist monitor, starting a short clip on the projection that showed a picture of his penis and the picture of the Card Cutie pussy he’d taken rubbing up against each other. Ayame’s right eyebrow visibly twitched as the sound of glue being made played from the boy’s wrist.
“Yeah, that’s not happening.” Ayame swiftly closed the presentation and hit the ‘do not save’ button. “You’re not going to teach people how to make sweet, sweet love… using a lame powerpoint!”
“W-what!? But… I worked so hard on that animation!” Tanukichi gasped, devastated as he tried and failed to recover the file.
“Tanukichi, you could have shown a banana being stuffed into a can and it would have been a better demonstration of sex than that,” Ayame countered as she headed towards the door of the auditorium. “Besides, I can tell just by looking at you that you need some satisfaction yourself.’
Blushing, Tanukichi quickly tried to cover the noticeable bulge in his pants, which still hadn’t gone down at all since his morning class.
“I-I don’t need to tell you that doing that would be immoral in more ways than I can count!” Tanukichi retorted. “Even if I wanted to get ‘satisfaction’ from one of those girls, none of them would even know what they’re getting into! My conscience couldn’t handle that!”
“They know that they’re here to learn how to make babies, aren’t they?” Ayame smirked and leaned over, bringing her devious eyes closer to the younger boy’s face. “They might not know what sex is right now, but they know about reproduction exists, and that you’re going to demonstrate it to them, right?”
“Well… yeah, I guess so,” Tanukichi admitted.
“Well then, if you can’t choose a girl, then I suggest asking for volunteers,” Ayame adjusted her glasses and walked towards the auditorium door. “You might be surprised by what happens next.”
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Chapter 10: Sex Education
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Chapter Text
Tanukichi sighed, exasperated, before following in behind her, Ayame sitting in the front row next to Anna and Tanukichi himself taking his spot behind the podium on stage at the front of the room. The school boy began to sweat as he felt the weight of a thousand eyes press down on him from around the room, compounded by the fact that the stage was surrounded by cameras that Hyouka had set up.
“We are ready to start whenever you are, Mr. Okuma,” Hyouka herself said from the foot of the stage with her notepad in hand. Apparently, front row seats weren’t good enough for her, so she had taken to standing right next to the stage instead. “We all eagerly await whatever scientific information you can provide us about the manufacture of babies.”
“Right…” Tanukchi trailed off. “Well due to some technical difficulties, I’m afraid that my presentation on the subject has been deleted."
Ayame coughed from the audience but didn’t say anything.
“That is disappointing to hear, but that should not be too much of a problem,” Hyouka replied. “Do you have all the equipment that you need for a demonstration?”
“Well, I guess I have most of it…” Tanukichi’s cock throbbed once again in his pants. “But, I, uh… still need a female volunteer before I can start.”
To Tanukichi’s shock, well over half the women in the audience raised their hands.
“W-what!? Seriously!?” Tanukichi gasped. “You girls do realize that we’ll be making a baby together, right? That’s… a very serious thing! You’ll have to carry it and raise it to adulthood!”
“Carry?” Hyouka cocked her head curiously. “Does the reproduction process involve the carrying around of component parts? Can women use backpacks, or do they need some kind of specialized container?”
“No! Er, I mean yes…” Tanukichi stammered, unsure how to answer. “It’ll make more sense once you see how it works.”
“Well then, please – pick a volunteer,” Hyouka said, motioning to the sea of raised hands.
“Uh… how about… you?” Tanukichi randomly pointed into the audience, his finger landing on girl with C-cup breasts and crimson red hair tied in braids.
The woman smiled and walked up to the stage, greeting Tanukichi with a customary kiss that allowed him to get a feel for the body he was soon about to enter. His cock kept screaming at him to tear off his clothes and fuck her right then and there, but he managed to hold off long enough to break the kiss.
“So… are you sure you want to do this?” Tanukchi asked her as he wiped away her warm spit from his mouth. “You’re going to have a kid with a boy you just met.”
“Of course, I’m ready!” she replied without any apprehension or irony. “After all, how hard can it be?”
“Well, making a baby is easy, but delivering can be very hard,” Tanukichi replied.
“Hmm? Can’t you just use express shipping?” the girl asked.
“No, it’s just… augh, let’s just get started,” Tanukichi answered, finally giving in and starting to remove his clothes. “The first step to making a baby is to remove your, and your baby-making partner’s, clothes. While this isn’t strictly necessary, it does make all the subsequent steps easier.”
“Babymaking is best done in the nude?” the red-haired girl asked in confusion. “That doesn’t make much sense to me, but I guess you are the expert here.”
The woman swiftly removed her school uniform, revealing her blue bra, the perky tits that were hidden underneath, her luscious bouncy booty, soft pussy, and soon-to-be-child bearing hips. Tanukichi despite starting first, ended up finishing his disrobing last due to his slow, shy pace. When he finally did pull down his underwear, and his hard, pulsating dick came into view, everyone who had not taken pictures of him in the library immediately let out a gasp in surprise. None of the men there know that a dick could even get that big, while most of the women had never even seen a dick at all.
“Wait… I recognize that meaty… thing,” Anna thought to herself, her eyes locking onto Tanukichi’s dick like a guided missile. “That’s… that delicious meat stick that appeared in my inbox this morning!”
“Yeuh!” Ayame gasped when she noted that Anna was starting to drool onto her breasts next to her. “I’d call you thirsty, but I think that might be an oxymoron right now.”
Anna didn’t seem to hear her, as she was too focused on what was happening on stage.
“For this next step, it would probably be better if you laid down.” Tanukichi took his volunteer and gently lied her down onto a pile of their combined clothes. “Now, just relax and let me… massage you.”
Tanukichi had never been with a girl before, but he still had a vague idea of how to help get one wet. Starting with a gentle kiss, Tanukichi began to caress her sides, hitting the girl’s erogenous zones and causing her to shiver beneath him. He could feel her nipples start to harden as her breasts pressed against her chest, and her heartbeat began to quicken. Taking this as a good sign, Tanukichi reached down towards her legs and began to caress them too, starting with between her soft thighs and working his way up to her exposed snatch. Once his hand finally reached her sex, the girl let out a moan that, while soft, echoed through Tanukichi’s mind.
And she only whimpered more and more as Tanukichi rubbed his fingers against her labia and his thumb toyed with her clit. Around him, the cameras all zoomed in on the scene to show in high definition how his fingers brushed past her light pubic hair and gently caressed her most sensitive place. The sensitive microphones picked up every one of the girl’s whimpers, and every shift of her body as she tried to adjust to the strange new sensations that were overwhelming her.
“Oh my, Mr. Okuma! Your massage feels really-ah! Good!” the undersexed girl moaned in response to the boy’s touch. “But… what does this have to do with… making babies?”
“Well, nothing, really – but it does help make your, uh, flower more lubricated.” Taunikichi raised his hand and showed her the juices that had gathered on his fingers. “See? Nice and wet.”
“That’s nice… but… why does it have to be lubricated?” The girl was clearly embarrassed by the question – not by its lewdness, but rather by how it showed her ignorance.
“Well, it’s to help my ‘cucumber’ fit inside,” Tanukichi explained, his voice cracking a little under all the awkwardness. “That’s how babies are really made. I put my cucumber inside your flower, move around a little, and then I… plant a seed deep inside you, and that grows in to a baby. The process is called… sex.”
The whole room gasped before a stunned silence descended upon them like dark shroud. Ayame, though, was beaming with so much pride that it even shined through her stoic disguise as she quietly added the word ‘sex’ to the list of acceptable words on her pink phone.
“The… cucumber… goes inside… the flower?” Hyouka Fuwa said to herself, breaking the silence. “The cucumber… goes into… the flower…”
The room gasped once more as Hyouka suddenly collapsed, her head hitting the side of the stage before she fell to the ground.
“Holy shi-er, feces!” Tanukichi shouted as he leaped down to help her. “Ms. Fuwa, are you all right?”
“Mmmm… yes, I’m fine,” Hyouka said as she began to wake up again in Tanukichi’s arms. “In fact, I may be better than fine. Because, thanks to you, Mr. Okuma, the question that has been keeping me up at night has finally been answered. So now, if you’ll excuse me…”
Hyouka broke free of Tanukichi’s grip and casually crawled onto the laps of both Anna and Ayame. Ayame was visibly weirded-out as the science student curled up into the fetal position, but Anna was still too hypnotized by Tanukichi’s dick to even notice.
“I think I'm going to take a little rest now,” Hyouka yawned, apparently okay with a little bit of presidential drool in her hair. “But don’t worry, I’ll make sure to watch every last detail of your lecture on video once it’s over.”
“That’s… good to hear.” Tanukichi tried his best to keep a positive expression on his face as he climbed back onstage. “Sorry about that, miss. Are you ready to…” Tanukichi took a deep swallow. “Make a baby?”
The redhead nodded and spread her legs again, showing the glistening juices dripping down from her pussy onto her school uniform beneath her.
“I don’t really know if that will fit inside me… and I don’t really know if I’m ready to have a baby,” she said, her eyes locking with his. “But I trust you, Mr. Okuma… and I want you to at least try to get that inside me.”
“Okay then… get ready!” Tanukichi said as he lined up with her entrance.
Tanukichi took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and thrust himself forward. For a moment, it all seemed like this was all strange dream. It was almost as if he was about to wake up at any moment and he’d return to his normal, boring life where he went about his every day pretending not to know about dirty things. However, he wasn’t thrust back into the fake reality he was sure was waiting for him, however. Instead, he felt the warm, soft folds of his volunteer’s pussy press against the tip of his cock.
“Ah! Is… is it inside yet?” The volunteer asked, wincing a little as she felt Tanukichi’s cock press into her damp box. “I… I can’t really see it from here.”
“No, I haven’t even pressed in yet,” Tanukichi replied as he felt his tip throb against entrance, her love juices already starting to drift down his shaft. “But, uh… if you want to look, I guess you can always look at the screen above us…”
Tanukichi was right – thanks to the camera crew that Hyouka hired, a picture of their colliding sexes was being displayed in bold high definition on television screens and projectors all around the auditorium. The cameras were so powerful that the audience could see every throb of the boy’s cock, every tiny hair around his volunteer’s pussy, and drop of fluid dripping out of the girl’s waiting hole. If the picture was any more detailed, they would have been able to count every sperm inside Tanukichi’s balls waiting to race to the schoolgirl’s ovaries.
“Huh, I guess so,” the girl replied, blinking a few times. “But… for some reason, I kind of want to look at your face more while we do this…”
“I don’t know if that makes this better or worse,” Tanukichi thought to himself. “Okay then… this might hurt if I go too quickly too fast, so let me try and start this off slow.”
Grabbing ahold of the woman’s hips, Tanukichi pulled himself forward until he finally felt the first few inches of his cock slip inside her. The action made a soft, wet noise the reverberated throughout the entire auditorium and sent shivers up the spines of everyone in the room. Their eyes were all fixed on the strange, alien sight in front of them, but perhaps no one was more focused than the girls closest to the action, Ayame and Anna.
“Wow… even when his hips are still, his meat stick is still moving so much,” Anna thought to herself, still drooling as she reflexively crossed her legs. “The way it’s spreading her open is so hypnotic for some reason… and… appetizing~”
“That’s it, Tanukichi, shove that dipstick right into her cherry flavoring,” Ayame thought to herself as she subtly rubbed her thighs together to stimulate her clit. “Smash her with your jackhammer and break apart this society’s stupid morals while you’re at it!”
It took Tanukichi a few moments to fully process that he had finally lost his virginity in front of this massive crowd. The sensation was soft, warm, wet, and overwhelming, but he managed to stop himself cumming too quickly from the pleasure or from the anxiety he was feeling from having so many eyes on his naked form all at once.
“S-so… how do you feel?” Tanukichi asked as he came to a stop. “Are you doing okay?”
“Yeah, I just… mmmm!” Tanukichi hadn’t even finished one full thrust into the woman, and already she was a panting, moaning mess. Her face was flushed and read, and her chest was heaving as she tried to keep up with the quickening pace of her heart. “I… I’ve never felt this way before… is… is this normal?”
“Yes, of course it is,” Tanukichi replied, his grip on the girl’s legs tightening as he spoke. “It’s perfectly normal for women to feel good when they have sex. It helps encourage lubrication – which is why your flower feels so wet right now – and it helps make you ovulate.”
“Ovulate? What does hiding have to do with making babies?” the girl asked as she continued to get used to the feeling of Tanukichi’s dick inside her.
“Not obfuscate, ovulate,” Tanukichi corrected. “If you’re ovulating, it basically means that your body is ready to make a baby. Here, let me show you.”
Tanukichi moved his hands away from the woman’s legs and placed them onto her lower belly, causing her to gasp as a shot of ticklish arousal shot up her spine.
“Right here, you have these things called ovaries,” Tanukichi explained as he rubbed their approximate location. As he did so, he could feel her temperature rise and her walls start to twitch and writhe around the first few inches of his cock. “When your body is ready to have a baby, your ovaries will release an egg for my seed to plant itself in. Then, the baby will grow inside you for about nine months before it finally, uh, pops out.”
“Aaaaah… having a baby… is even more complicated than I thought…” the blushing girl said as she planted her hands down hard on the ground beside her. “Okay, Mr. Okuma, you can keep going now. I don’t want to… keep you with silly questions.”
“No no, it’s fine!” Tanukichi gave the girl the friendliest smile he could muster before grabbing her hips once more and slowly easing the rest of the way inside her. To his relief, she didn’t seem to feel any pain from the penetration at all, but she was still clearly having trouble dealing with these strange new sensations.
“Wow… it’s so deep inside me,” the girl gasped in amazement as she felt the boy’s cock almost reach all the way to her cervix. “Does that mean… your seed is planted now?”
“I’m afraid not; I have to move around a little first, remember?” Tanukichi replied. “But don’t worry, promise this part will feel good too.”
With that, Tanukichi pulled himself back and began to thrust for real this time, slowly pumping himself in and out of the woman’s sopping snatch and finally allowing himself to feel more pleasure. Even though it was her first time, her snatch was still so warm and welcoming, pulling him in and milking his dick on pure instinct alone even though its own still barely even knew what sex was.
But as good as Tanukichi was starting to feel, it seemed to pale in comparison to the woman who was lying underneath him. From the moment he entered her, she felt her entire body light up with pleasure and it refused to dim even the slightest. It only got worse as Tanukichi began to thrust, parting her walls again and again and slamming into her clit with his groin all the while. She soon learned that some parts of her vagina felt better to rub against than others as well, and her mind subconsciously rocked her hips stimulate those spots even more.
As the pleasure inside her built, a heat within her chest did so as well. Unsure what to do about it, the girl gripped her breasts to try and calm it down – only for that to make the warmth even more intense as pleasure shot out from her tits as well.
“Gyaaah! Mr. Okuma! I… I… I feel like something is about to happen!” The soft slapping of flesh had long been drowned out by the woman’s moaning as she was completely unable to control her voice anymore.
“She’s cumming already?” Tanukichi thought to himself as he tried to drive his cock even deeper into the woman. “Well, I guess that kind of makes sense… she’s probably never even been really aroused before, so I guess I didn’t have that high of a bar to clear.”
“Mr. Okuma… please… tell me what’s happening to me!” The woman begged, her moist cavern squeezing down hard whenever Tanukichi bottomed out inside her. “It feels like… mmmngh! I can’t even describe it!”
“It’s okay! This is just… part of sex!” Tanukichi tried to assure her as best as he could. “You don’t have to hold yourself back!”
“Mmmm! Nnngha! Aaah! Aaaaaah!” Tanukichi felt a small spray of juices around onto his groin as his partner had the first orgasm of her young life. It was so powerful that her body seemed to move on its own, writhing and twisting so much that Tanukichi felt like she’d end up like a pretzel if he wasn’t there to help hold her back.
“That face… it looks so… blissful…” Anna thought to herself as she felt her own pussy make the seat she was sitting on quite damp. “And she’s making so much love nectar… all because of Mr. Okuma’s carrot… it must be even more amazing than it looks~”
“Okay! G-good job!” Tanukichi was panting heavily now too, only barely able to make it through the woman’s powerful orgasm without cumming himself. “Now… I’m going to… plat my seed in you in a few seconds… so just… hold on tight!”
“Ooooh, I can’t wait!” the naked schoolgirl moaned as she let the entire auditorium see her lewd tongue as it flopped out of her mouth. “I was a little nervous before… but now… I know… I want your baby, Tanukichi… I… I have to have it!”
“Don’t worry, I’ll give it to you! I’ll give it to you… right where everyone can see!” Tanukichi thrust a few more times before pulling the crimson-haired beauty into a ravenous kiss. His tongue swirled around inside her mouth as his cock shot powerful spirals of sperm into her defenseless womb. To say that his orgasm was powerful would have been an understatement. After waiting for so long to let loose, and after coming so close to climaxing so many times, Tanukichi's cock fired off so much cum that it was practically like a fire hose. It sprayed down every single inch of the woman's unguarded womb, filling it to the brim within moments before building up in her pussy and then being forced out around the sides of his sensitive, spurting cock. Each shot was so powerful that the volunteer couldn't help but feel them batter her pussy, each virile shot seemingly hitting her walls like trucks. Tanukichi was so sensitive by that point that he could almost feel each of the millions of sperm pass out through his tip and blast out towards their unseen target. And, since birth control had been unheard of for years, Tanukichi knew that the only thing between this woman and pregnancy was simply timing and luck – and that thought alone seemed to prolong his orgasm and force his balls to shoot ever more thick cream into the student.
“His meat stick… I can see it throbbing… I… I think I can even smell his precious, baby-making seed!” Anna thought to herself, now dripping so much that Hyouka’s head on her groin began to get soaked, and Ayame could see the dark spot on Anna’s groin out of the corner of her eye. “My goodness, his seed smells so good! I wonder would it would feel like… to have it throbbing inside me?”
As soon as she thought that, Anna’s drool fountain practically became a drool waterfall.
“Ooooh, I have to find out! And he has to find out what it’s like to be inside me too!” Anna thought to herself, pink hearts in her eyes blinding her vision. “Yes, of course! I bet my little kitty would feel so much better around his cucumber! And then, once I show him, he’ll never want to be inside another girl again! Not even that wife of his! Once this demonstration is over, he’s going to be… mine~”
“Mmm… why did you greet me again, Mr. Okuma?” the girl asked when Tanukichi finally broke the kiss. “You haven’t gone anywhere.”
“Heheh, yeah, I guess… I got a little confused is all,” Tanukichi grunted in reply, embarrassed that the forgot these people still didn’t see kissing as sexual.
After nearly five minutes of pumping out cum, Tanukichi’s orgasm finally petered out and he slowly removed himself from his volunteer’s sensitive pussy. Although her pussy seemed desperate to keep his cock inside her, it finally left with a loud pop and allowed his white semen began to pour onto the stage like a river.
“That’s… your ‘seed’ stuff, isn’t it?” the freshly-fucked girl asked as she craned her neck to see the goo slowly dripping out of her. “Does that mean… I’m going to have a baby now?”
“Well, maybe… the thing is, whether or not you have a baby depends on more than just having sex,” Tanukichi replied. “You also have to be ovulating and, even then, whether or not the baby ‘sticks’ is completely up to chance.”
“So… we have to keep having sex again and again if we want to make sure we have a baby?” the girl asked, still lying there on the stage.
“Yeah, we would, but since this is just a demonstration-“ Tanukichi said just before Ayame interrupted him.
“Since this is a baby making demonstration, you’ll need to keep having sex with him until we’re sure you have a baby growing inside you,” the student council VP announced. “Otherwise, the demonstration won’t be accurate.”
“Oh… well, I think that sounds like fun!” the crimson-haired girl said with a smile. “So, let’s try again tomorrow at lunch, okay, Mr. Okuma?”
“Uh, yeah… sure,” Tanukichi replied, stunned that this woman was basically agreeing to be his fuckbuddy out in public. “I’ll see you tomorrow then. Oh, uh, you can get dressed now, by the way.”
The girl nodded and moved to do so, but soon noticed that the cum flowing out of her would trail down her legs if she tried to stand up.
“Uh, Mr. Okuma? I’m sorry if this question sounds silly, but… now that your seed is inside me, what do I do with it?” the volunteer asked as Tanukichi put his own clothes back on, much to the disappointment to much of the audience. “Do I need to keep it inside?”
“Oh, well… you can try to keep it inside if you want, but that doesn’t really increase the chance of pregnancy, so you can do whatever you want with it really,” Tanukichi explained. “Oh, that’s what it’s called when a girl has a baby, by the way; pregnancy.”
“Excuse me, Tanukichi!” Anna’s hand suddenly shot straight up from her spot in the audience. “If she can do whatever she wants with it, then does that mean… it would be okay to drink the seed too?” As she spoke, Tanukichi could see Anna’s nostrils flare, as if she was just sniffing for something.
“Uh, yeah, I guess so,” Tanukichi said as he scratched his face. “But I’m not really sure why anyone would want to-“
“Thank you for the answer, Tanukichi!” Anna said graciously before carefully slipping out from underneath Hyouka’s head, walking up the stage, and pulling the female volunteer’s feet right out from underneath her.
“Eh!?” The woman gasped as she fell flat on her back and found herself dragged forward towards the edge of the stage. Before she could even realize what was happening, the head of the student council herself was underneath her skirt, nose pressed hard against the student’s clit and tongue shoved deep into her cream-filled éclair. “Aaaah! Oh my goodness! Ms. Nishikinomiya, your tongue! It, it… ah, aaaah!”
Tanukichi watched in stunned silence as the pure woman he looked up to his entire life shoved her ravenous tongue into the snatch of a woman she just met, literally eating his sperm out of her with loud and wild laps and slurps. As this happened, Ayame hastily added female/female cunnilingus to the list of acceptable activities on her phone, barely able to hide her smile the whole time. This was going even better than she planned.
“So… does this mean we’re taking questions now?” a student from the audience eventually spoke up, apparently finding the sex display not worth commenting over.
“I, uh, guess it does,” Tanukichi replied awkwardly, unable to bring himself to try and stop Anna from forcing his volunteer to cum screaming again and again. “Does anyone have any questions about sex or making babies?”
“Hmm… well, I have one,” A female student with long brown hair said as she raised her hand. “Why is it that I’ve never seen anyone have sex before? You make the process seem normal and part of life, but I’ve never even heard of sex before, let alone seen someone do it. Is it because only certain people can do it?”
“Oh, yes, of course!” Tanukichi said hastily, having failed to realize this hole in his plan earlier. “You see, generally, in order to have sex with someone, you have to be married to them. Otherwise it is very, very indecent.”
“But, wait… didn’t you just have sex with that girl just now?” a boy towards the back asked over the moans of the girl in question. “Does that mean that what you did is indecent?”
“Wh-what!? No, of course not!” Tanukichi shouted, starting to panic now. “It’s not indecent for me because, uh… I’ve had special training! Yeah, that’s it! I can have sex with anyone, anywhere, and it wouldn’t be indecent!”
“Really?” A girl with blue hair asked towards the right side of the audience. “Then, let’s say someone wanted to have sex with you… what would they need to do? Fill out a form? Pray to a certain god first? Request another baby-making demonstration?”
“What? No, you don’t have to do anything like that!” Tanukichi replied. “All you have to do is… ask.”
Ayame’s smile grew as Tanukichi said those words.
“Ask? Really, that’s it?” the blue-haired woman confirmed.
“Yeah, that’s it!” Tanukichi was blushing so red he was practically a beet, but his lust refused to let himself back down. “I-if a girl asks me to have sex with her, there’s no way I can refuse!”
A silence descended upon the auditorium as all the women there, and Tanukichi, slowly began to realize what he had just said. Even Anna, who had been eagerly licking up every last drop out of the volunteer girl’s pussy, paused to contemplate exactly what he so thoughtlessly told them.
“Uh…” Tanukichi’s eyes nervously flittered around the room as he noticed many of the women there giving him very strange looks. Their lusts had just been awoken for the first time in their lives, and he could tell by the looks in their eyes that they wanted to keep exploring this strange new feeling. “Er, actually, um, what I meant to say was, er, um… thankyouforcominghaveaniceday!”
With that hastily-given goodbye, Tanukichi ran in a panic from is podium and left out the backdoor of the auditorium, leaving the audience to digest everything he told them.
“Well done, Tanukichi…” Ayame said under her breath. “It looks like the days of boring at this school are finally coming to an end~”
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Chapter 11: A New Normal at the Café
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Chapter Text
Tanukichi sprinted out of the school as fast as his feet could carry him, bursting out onto the sidewalk outside like a man possessed. He wasn’t quite sure where he was going, but his instincts told him that he had to flee somewhere. But, deep down, he knew there wasn’t anywhere to hide from the enormity of what he had just done.
“I… I can’t believe that just happened! I actually told every girl in school that they can have sex with me whenever they want just by asking!” the college student thought to himself as he dashed along the Tokyo road. “This feels like it’s a dream… no! This has to be a dream! There’s no way what just happened was real!”
But, just as he was convincing himself that he was still at home safe asleep in his bed, a familiar voice rang out behind him and caused him to come crashing back to reality.
“I want your baby, Tanukichi!” His volunteer from earlier begged, her voice ragged and breathy as lust overtook her mind. “I… I have to have it!”
Tanukichi stopped in his tracks and turned around, spotting the café that he had passed by the day before. There, he saw one of his very own teachers – a woman with long black hair, green eyes, a golden wedding ring, and a conservative grey suit with a long skirt – sat idly sipping a cup of tea while she watched Tanukichi’s baby-making demonstration on her bracelet’s projector. She was in her early forties, but she still had the beauty and grace of a woman much younger than her.
“Huh, so that’s where babies come from. I never would have guessed,” she said casually between sips as the college girl orgasmed wildly in the video. “Hmm? Oh, hello there, Mr. Okuma! What are you doing this far away Tokioka?”
“Well, I, uh… had to skip lunch for the presentation, so… I decided to stop by for a quick bite before class!” Tanukichi hastily explained. “N-no other reason, honest, Ms. Suzuki.”
“Ah, you didn’t want to get something from the cafeteria? That’s understandable.” Yua Suzuki took another sip from her drink. “Why don’t you sit with me? I can buy you something, my treat.”
“Uh… sure, why not?” Tanukichi tried and failed to avoid sweating as he walked over to the woman and gave her a ‘customary’ kiss. He could taste the sugar she had put in her tea as his tongue slide inside her warm mouth, and as he got a good feel for her mature breasts as he pressed against her chest. A deep instinctual part of him told Tanukichi to keep the kiss going, but conscience eventually won. “Th-thank you for generosity.”
“Oh, don’t worry; a teacher has to look out for her students, after all,” Yua replied, casually wiping away Tanukichi’s spit. “Though, maybe I should be the one calling you ‘sensei’ now. You have some fine lecturing skills for someone your age.”
“R-really? You liked my presentation? I thought it was a little… sloppy,” Tanukichi replied, his mind briefly flashing back to the sloppy creampie he had left his volunteer as it leaked out freely into the school auditorium.
“Please, you’re not giving yourself enough credit!” Yua replied. “It takes a lot of courage to give a lecture to the whole country like that!”
“The whole country…” Tanukichi thought to himself as he swallowed nervously. “The whole country saw me lose my virginity with a random girl… what was supposed to be one of the most special moments of my life, reduced to a public show.”
“Plus, you managed to give us all some really useful information too. To think that ‘sex’ made children this whole time… suddenly the differences between men and women make a lot more sense!” the teacher continued. “Thank you for holding that demonstration, Mr. Okuma. You did your nation and the educational community a massive favor.”
“Don’t worry, it was no problem at all.” Tanukichi laughed to help cover up his internal freakout. “Wait… hold on a second. I remember that you said that you actually have a kid who goes to Tokioka the other day in literature class. How could you have a kid but not know what sex is? Did you adopt her?”
“Huh? No, actually, we didn’t.” Yua curiously put a hand to her chin. “That is very odd… I’m trying to remember where exactly I got my daughter from, but my mind keeps drawing a blank. I wonder if that has something to do with the mind cleanse…”
“Mind cleanse?” Tanukichi blinked at Yua in confusion.
“Yeah, that government program that happened about 12 years ago. You would have been only 6 or 7 at the time, so I don’t blame you for not remembering it,” Yua replied. “The government had tried to eliminate lewdness by conventional means, but erotic terrorists like your father were making that impossible. So, they invented a device that could wipe every dirty thought from a person’s mind and they used it on everyone over 18 in the nation.”
“Oh, that’s right! That happened right after my dad was given life in prison,” Tanukichi thought to himself. “Wait, so that means… even older people are just as naive about dirty stuff as younger people!?”
“No… now that I think about it, the mind cleanse can’t be the reason,” Yua continued, not noticing the shocked look on her student’s face. “After all, the mind cleanse only got rid of knowledge about impure things, and sex isn’t at all dirty, right?”
“W-wha?” Tanukichi snapped out of the worried trance he was in. “Yeah, totally! Sex is completely wholesome and family-friendly! It’s just that… there’s a lot of different inappropriate ways to have sex if you’re not careful.”
“Oh! Like how women are only supposed to have sex with men they’re married to or who have special training?” Yua asked.
“Yeah, exactly!” Tanukichi nodded. “The mind cleanse thing must have just gotten confused and wiped out all knowledge of sex on accident.”
“Ah, that makes sense.” Yua smiled as she finished the last of her teat. “It’s a good thing you’re still around to remind us about the moral ways to have sex then. Otherwise, Japan’s future would have been completely childless.”
“As I said before, it’s no problem at all. It is my duty to serve my school, and my country, after all.” Tanukichi said humbly, doing his best not to choke on all the crap coming out of his mouth.
“Hello there! Sorry to keep you waiting!” A blonde waitress said as she walked over to Yua’s table. “Is there anything I can get for you, sir?”
“Yes, actually.” Tanukichi sighed, happy for the chance to change the subject. “I’ll have an egg sandwich, please.”
“Coming right away, sir!” The waitress leaned down to kiss Tanukichi before turning towards his teacher. “And what about you, miss? Do you want anything else?”
“No thanks, but… there is something I’d like from you, Mr. Okuma.” Yua leaned forward over the table. “Could you have sex with me, Tanukichi?”
“What!?” Tanaukichi fell right out of his chair. “She… she asked so casually… like she wanted to borrow a pen, or needed directions to the bathroom?”
“Is something wrong, Mr. Okuma?” Yua looked down at brown-haired boy curiously. “That was quite the tumble you took there.”
“N-no, everything’s fine. I just saw… a wasp is all.” Tanukichi brushed himself off and stood back up. “But… are you sure you want to have sex? Right here, right now? In… front of everyone?” Tanukichi looked at all the people who were sitting outside at the café around them. Even though they could all clearly hear what they were talking about, none of them were reacting.
“Of course; I want to have another child, and you are the national the expert on making them,” Yua replied. “Besides, where else would we do it besides here?”
“Well, someplace with a bed would be more comfortable…” Tanukichi knew to avoid the word ‘normal’ since everyone had already seen him have sex on an open stage.
“Probably, but we sadly don’t have enough time before to find one.” Yua shifted in her seat and removed her skirt, revealing her bare pussy and the light black fuzz that surrounded it. She then reached down and spread her pussy lips wide, giving Tanukichi a good look at her soft depths right there in the middle of the café. “Sex didn’t look that complicated. Just stick your cucumber and plant your seed as fast as you can.”
Tanukichi swallowed nervously as he stared, his seemingly spent shaft already coming back to life in his pants. “And I, uh… suppose I’m obligated to do this, aren’t I?”
“Well, yeah, you said so before; if a woman asks to have sex with you, you have to agree,” the teacher replied casually as other customers walked past her naked pussy. “And I’d hate to have to call the morality police on you. You seem like such a nice boy!”
“Potentially thrown in prison for being too chaste… the world is turning upside down,” Tanukichi thought silently to himself before letting out an exasperated sigh. “Alright, ma’am. I’ll try and make this quick.”
Tanukichi unbuckled his belt and let his pants fall to the ground, exposing his hardening shaft. It glistened a little in the sunlight as it was still partly coated in the leftover juices from when he lost his virginity mere minutes before; a mixture of his semen and his volunteer’s arousal. The teacher didn’t seem to mind that, however, and looked at his exposed cock with fascination in her eyes.
“So this is a man’s hard cucumber…” Yua reached out and curiously caressed it with her soft hands, causing it to throb and grow even harder. “It’s so much… warmer and firmer than I thought it would be. The video didn’t do it justice.”
“Th-thanks, I guess,” Tanukichi grunted in reply. “Is it okay if I start touching you too? I need to make sure you’re wet enough for me to slip inside.”
“Of course!” Yua spread her legs wide again. “Go right ahead.”
Tanukichi got down on his knees in front of Yua’s seat and carefully touched his fingers to her sex. He could tell she was already a little wet, meaning that she was aroused without even realizing it, but she still needed a lot more if she was going to take him inside. So, he began to massage pink lips, caressing them gently with his fingers while his other hand focused on stimulating her clit.
“Ooooh! That… that feels so… augh!” Yua threw her head back as she cried out in pleasure. “I’m sorry if I’m being loud, it’s just… I’ve never felt this way before! Not even once! Ooooh, it feels like my stomach is twisting… but… in a good way?”
“Don’t worry, that’s just part of getting ready for sex,” Tanukichi explained, his fingers still hard at work. “And don’t worry about making noise; it’s perfectly normal for a woman to moan during sex too.”
“G-good… because… the way you’re making me feel… ah! There’s just no way I could hold back! Oooh, oooooooh~” Yua gripped Tanukichi’s hair tightly in her hands on reflex as her body began to shiver in pleasure.
“Alright… I think you’re getting pretty close to being ready,” Tanukichi grunted, ignoring his discomfort to focus on pleasing her. “Let just… make extra sure…” Tanukichi leaned forward and stuck out his tongue to run it along her sweet outer folds. He planned on giving her a few good licks but, after only the first one, the teacher’s legs wrapped tightly around his head and she began to scream.
“Aaah! O-Okuma! Something's happening! I can’t control it! Ah, aaaaaah!” The teacher threw her head back as orgasm suddenly ripped through her body like a lightning bolt, making her mind feel like it was melting as she felt more pleasure than she could ever remember. Tanukichi, meanwhile, did his best not to drown or suffocate as his mouth was pressed hard against her spasming pussy and his tongue was covered in a flood of her arousal. Eventually, though, Yua’s legs went limp and Tanukichi was able to pull his head away again.”
“Ah!” Tanukichi gasped. “Okay… I think you’re probably ready now.”
“Ooooh, Tanukichi… what was that… wonderful feeling I just felt?” Yua asked with a dreamy expression on her face.
“That was something called an ‘orgasm’. They’re kind of a… side effect of sex,” Tanukichi replied. “Don’t worry, though; it’s normal to have them while doing this kind of thing. In fact, it’s normal for sex to feel really good in general.”
“Really? No wonder there are so many people in the world. Making babies… is addictive.” Yua took a moment to catch her breath before spreading her legs and her labia wide again. “Alright, Tanukichi, I’m ready. Stick your cucumber in and plant your seed.”
“Alright then… hold still.” Tanukichi stood up and pressed his hard cock against his teacher, probing her soft lower lips with his tip and allowing her arousal to drip down over the head and join the drying juices of the first girl he had sex with.
“Uh, excuse me one moment,” the waitress from earlier interrupted. Tanukichi jumped, having almost forgotten that he was doing all this in the middle of an open café. “Sorry to interrupt, sir, but your sandwich is ready.”
“Oh! Thank you very much.” Tanukichi blushed and took the egg sandwich from the woman’s tray. The waitress just giggled and gave him a quick kiss before heading off to take the orders of the other customers. “Uh… say, would you mind holding this while we have sex. My hands are going to be a little bit busy.”
“Of course!” Yua smiled as she took the sandwich. “Just try not to get any crumbs on me while you eat, okay?”
“Got it.” Tanukichi lined himself back up with his teacher’s exposed pussy, grabbed ahold of her hips, and thrust himself forward. In an instant, his cock was enveloped by her warm moist folds and he was graced with the feeling of what it was like to be inside for the second time in under an hour. “Ah! So… tight!”
“Ooooh, you’re telling me!” Yua moaned in response. “You feel so big inside me! It’s stretching me so much, it feels like you’re going to burst!”
“D-don’t worry, you’ll be just fine as long as I take it slow,” Tanukichi replied, still getting used to the feeling of her squeezing hole.
“Such a sweet boy… I’m glad my second child will be lucky enough to have you as their father.” Yua smiled and brought the egg sandwich she was holding up to Tanukichi’s lips. “Now, eat up; you’re going to have to finish this now if you want to make it back to class on time.”
“Y-yes, ma’am.” Tanukichi took a bite as he finally began to thrust, moving his cock slowly in and out of the older woman’s hole, grunting as he felt her walls clamp down around him on instinct. She may have been a mother, but she wasn’t the least bit loose and her folds lovingly wrapped around his dick with every thrust he made. Tanukichi idly wondered if the last time she had sex was 12 years ago, or if she’d been holding herself back for even longer even loner.
“Mmm, Tanukichi…” Yua moaned, her breasts lightly bouncing as the boy built up his pace. “You’re going so deep… I didn’t know I even had that much space inside me!”
“Well, the body is… is a mysterious thing, I guess!” Tanukichi said awkwardly as the sound of their hips slapping together filled the open-air café and people around them continued to eat their food casually. “B-but if you have any questions about it… feel free… to ask me, okay?”
“Heh… looks like the student… is becoming the teacher,” Yua joked as she fed Tanukichi another bite of his sandwich. “A-alright… then tell me… what are these… things on my chest for?” Yua squeezed one of her large tits through her suit shirt. “And why do girls have them… when men don’t?”
“You mean your breasts?” Tanukichi asked, his hips now thrusting against the teacher’s mound at a steady pace. “Those… are for feeding your children. When you have a kid… they’ll swell up with milk, and the babies will be able to drink out of them… using your nipples.” To help make sure she knew what he was talking about, Tanukichi grabbed the woman’s nipples through her clothes and gave them a good squeeze. This caused Yua to let out one of her loudest moans yet, and for her tight cunt to smother Tanukichi’s cock with even more of her juices.
“S-swell up? But… my breasts are already so big…” Yua moaned as Tanukichi continued groping her massive mammaries. “I’ll have to get… even bigger bras!”
“W-well… having bigger breasts isn’t a bad thing…” Tanukichi continued with a blush, doing his best not to stammer as ecstasy washed over him again and again. “After all… breasts can be used for… other things too!”
“Really? Like what?” Yua asked, casually feeding Tanukichi another bite as her juices began to drip out around his cock and onto the chair she was sitting on. “Should I use them… to hold my drinks? Act as a cushion? To write notes to myself?”
“N-no! Your breasts are actually… really useful for sex,” Tanukichi admitted, squeezing the woman’s hard nipples again. “Men like me… really like feeling them when we make babies… and the bigger they are… the more there is to feel, you know?”
“Oooh, really? Men like feeling these things that much?” Yua asked, looking down at her own bouncing breasts in amazement. “Do they just feel good to your hands?”
“No; they feel good on our faces, our arms, our chests, our… cucumbers! S-so… touching your breasts to a boy… is a good way to show you really, really like them,” Tanukichi explained between grunts, coming up with a new social rule on the fly while pounding himself into his teacher’s soft pussy. “B-but girls can only do that to men they’re married to… or me!”
“Wow, I can’t believe I didn’t know that before!” Yua gasped. “Well then… I guess I better show my appreciation for you!”
As soon as Tanukichi was finished eating, the teacher wrapped her arms around Tankichi’s shoulders and pulled his head downwards, landing his face firmly between her soft breasts. They may have still been covered by his teacher’s formal shirt, but having his face pressed up against the delicate orbs was still an amazing sensation that caused Tanukichi’s dick to throb and grow deep inside Yua until his tip could almost reach her cervix.
“Oooooh! Th-thank you, ma’am! You have no idea… how much this gift means to me!” Tanukichi panted, his voice partly muffled by Yua’s tits as his hips increased their speed even more.
“D-don’t worry, Tanukichi… it’s nothing!” His teacher cooed, unable to hold her body or her voice back either. “We are already… so close, after all!”
“Yes! So close! So close! So close!” was all Tanukichi could say in response as he gave a few more powerful thrusts inside his teacher before finally exploding inside her. Massive wads of his thick white cream were pumped through his shaking cock and directly into the woman’s womb, where each of his sperm took aim at the woman’s eggs and began swimming. Yua came again herself shortly there afterward, crying out so loudly as her body shook in ecstasy that many people walking by stopped to look in a moment of concern. Most returned walking since this was all supposedly ‘normal’ now, but some – especially women – stopped to stare a little while, and some even used their bracelet cameras to take pictures of Yua’s screaming face and Tanukichi’s pulsing cock.
“Aaaah… that… was great, Tanukichi,” Yua panted as Tanukichi rested on her chest and his dick slowly deflated inside her. “I hope… that ‘sex’ managed to give me a baby.”
“Y-yeah, I do too, Mrs. Suzuki,” Tanukichi said as he slowly pulled out of her. “If not, I guess we could always try again, though.”
“Yes, I suppose we’ll have plenty of opportunities to try, won’t we?” Yua giggled as her student’s sperm began to leak out of her. “Though, you really shouldn’t call me Mrs. Suzuki anymore; it’s Mrs. Okuma now, after all!”
“W-what!?” Tanukichi nearly fell over in the middle of putting his pants back on. “W-what are you talking about?”
“Hmm? Don’t you remember the rule, dear?” Yua asked curiously. “Any married woman you kiss becomes your bride instead – and since I was married to another man before I kissed you, it means that we’re now husband and wife!”
“Y-yeah, of course I remember that rule,” Tanukichi lied as he silently cursed himself for his forgetfulness. “It’s just that, uh… I’m surprised you knew about that rule. After all, I’ve only reminded a few people about it.”
“Well, fortunately the Tokioka Student Council has put together a little something to help you out with that.” Yua turned on her bracelet’s projector and showed Tanukichi a website emblazoned with the Tokioka Academy logo. “This official website went live just this morning; it contains all the advice you’ve given people about what’s moral and what’s immoral behavior so far. That way, if anyone is ever worried that they might accidentally do something indecent, they can look to your words wherever they are.”
“Wow, that’s, uh… comforting to know.” Tanukichi’s eye twitched.
“Anyways, we really should get back to school now.” Tanukichi’s new wife cleaned up her soaked pussy with some napkins and put her long skirt back on. “Could you please email me your address as soon as you can? I’d like to move in with you tonight if I’m able to.”
“Uh… sure, I’ll do that right away.” Tanukichi replied, hastily doing as he was asked with his wrist monitor as he thought “I guess this means I just normalized polygamy on accident too…”
“Alright then, dear. I’ll see you tonight.” Yua then straightened out her skirt and left the café, leaving the money for the food and tea on the table as Tanukichi finished putting his pants back on.
“Hello again sir,” the blonde waitress from before said as she approached Tanukichi’s table. “I trust you found your food satisfactory?”
“Oh, yeah, totally,” Tanukichi replied awkwardly. “Thanks for letting us do that here, by the way.”
“No need to thank us, sir; our café takes pride in being the perfect place for wholesome activities, playing chess, babymaking, to catching up with old friends,” she replied with a polite bow. “Please, do not hesitate to stop by to do it again.”
“R-right… I’ll do my best.” Tanukichi turned around to leave the café but he found the way out blocked by a group of about ten women. “Uh… can I help you?”
“Yes… actually, you can,” a blushing girl in a blue shirt with long pink hair said at the front of the group. “Do you think you could, um… have sex with me?”
“Yeah, and me too?” another girl with green hair spoke up.
“And me!” added a woman with blue hair. “I always wanted a kid, and I don’t want to miss my chance.”
A look of pure horror appeared on Tankuchi’s face alongside a bright blush. “W-wait, hold on just a second! I can’t have sex with all of you! I have to get back to school!”
“So? Didn’t you say before that you have to have sex with any girl who asked?” a woman near the front of the group pointed out. “It also says so right here on the Tokioka website!”
“Yes, well… that is the case, but… I, uh…” Tanukichi’s mind scrambled for some kind of excuse to let him leave and avoid being fucked to exhaustion by this group of women. “It… wouldn’t be fair to you.”
“Fair?” The pink-haired girl looked at him curiously. “What do you mean by that?”
“W-well, think about it; we all have places to be and things to do, right? And since there’s so many of you and only one of me, there’s no way I’d be able to get through all of you before someone had to leave… or I, uh, ran out of stamina and passed out,” Tanukichi explained. “S-so in this kind of situation, what you’re supposed to do is, uh… l-leave me your names and numbers, and I’ll have sex with you as soon as I can.”
“A waiting list? Augh, that’s so lame! But, if we have no other choice...” The blue-haired girl rolled her eyes but still stepped forward to touch her wrist monitor to Tanukichi’s so she could instantly give him her contact information. “My name is Kishi Hamada, and I look forward to trying your cucumber out later~”
“Hey, why does she get to give her number first?!” The pink-haired girl whined before dashing forward with to give her number as well. “My name is Hakase Muramoto, and I-I can’t wait to have sex with you either!”
“I… look forward to having sex with you too,” Tanukichi said as casually as he could as the rest of the women lined up to give them their numbers. By the time he was finally able to leave the café, he had the numbers of fifteen different women, each very enthusiastic about the idea of having sex with him. “Wow… I woke up today a virgin, but now I’ve had sex with two different women, have multiple wives, and I have my very own booty-call list…” Tanukichi thought to himself as he walked back to his school. “I’m still not convinced that this isn’t all a dream.”
Tanukichi’s thoughts were suddenly interrupted by his right bracelet, which began to beep and flash.
“Huh? Someone’s calling me? But who…?” Tanukichi pressed a button on his wrist monitor and saw that Anna was the one trying to reach him. “Ms. Nishikinomiya!? Oh no, that’s right! I just ran out of the school with barely any explanation! That poor angel must have been worried sick looking for me!”
Tanukichi pressed a button to answer the call, and the face of the student council president appeared on a floating projection in front of him a moment later.
“I-I’m so sorry madame president! I didn’t mean to abandon the school so suddenly, I just… really, really needed a bite to eat.” Tanukichi gave the deepest bow he could. “Please, forgive me!”
“Oh, no need to worry, Mr. Okuma. I understand completely,” Anna replied as she licked a thick white fluid from her fingers. “Sometimes, when the hunger strikes, you just have to grab a bite to eat no matter what.”
“Th-thank you, madame president.” Tanukichi stood back up straight. “Uh… what’s that you’re eating right now? Is that some yogurt, or-“ Tanukichi froze as he remembered the last time he saw Anna; eating his cum out of the woman who had just taken his virginity. “W-wait… is that my sperm?”
“Oh? Is that another word for a man’s seed? I didn’t know that,” Anna said idly as she finished off the last of the goo from her fingers. “Yes, it is, Tanukichi. It took quite some time to clean her out completely, but I was eventually able to get out all of your ‘sperm’ from your volunteer in the auditorium. I must give my compliments, Tanukichi; your seed tasted better than I ever could have imagined~”
Behind Anna, unseen by Tanukichi, the volunteer was still lying on the stage with her legs spread wide and a dazed expression was plastered on her face. She would have gotten up and left by now if she could have, but her mind was so overwhelmed by the orgasms Anna had just given her that she couldn’t even think, let alone move.
“Uh… thank you?” A bead of sweat ran down the college boy’s forehead. “I-is that the reason that you called me?”
“No, I’m afraid I called you for a much more serious reason, my dear Tanukichi.” Despite her words, Anna couldn’t help but laugh and put her hands on her face as a bright red blush appeared on her face. Her eyes also had a manic glee behind them as they stared at Tanukichi, and her breath was so hot that he could swear he could see it give off steam. “You see, I have a very important task for you… a task so vital that I asked your teachers to excuse you from your classes for the rest of the day to complete it. And that task is…”
To Tanukichi’s surprise, Anna tilted her bracelet’s camera downwards to show that she wasn’t wearing anything below her shirt and that her virgin pussy was completely exposed for him to gawk at.
“… I need you to get here as quickly as possible so you can shove that big cucumber of yours as deep inside me as you can!” Anna announced, her voice dripping with lust. “And this isn’t just my request as a woman… it's an official order of the student council! Get here and have sex with me right now! And do it as many times as it takes until I’m carrying your baby!” Tanukichi watched in stunned silence as Anna’s legs suddenly shook, having apparently orgasmed at just the thought of being impregnated by him. “Mmm, and you better hurry, because if you don’t get here soon…”
Anna licked her lips.
“… then I’ll just have to come find you instead. See you soon, Tanukichi~”
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Chapter 12: On the Run
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Chapter Text
As soon as the call with Anna had ended, Tanukichi broke out into a sprint. He considered heading home to hide, but Anna had already proven that she knew where he lived and could break into his apartment easily, so he knew he wouldn’t be safe there. He also considered falling back on his earlier plan of fleeing the country, but the tracker in his wrist meant that he’d never be completely safe. So, with hot adrenaline pumping through his veins, Tanukichi ran back towards Tokioka to find the one person who might stand a chance at helping him; Ayame Kajou.
It wasn’t until he reached the school, however, that Tanukichi realized that he didn’t actually know where the student council vice president was. So, he stopped in his tracks at the front gate and used his wrist monitor to try and call her.
“Come on… come on…” Tanukichi repeated to himself as the line wrung and students went about their daily lives around him. “Darn it! The one time I actually want to talk to her, and she’s not picking up! She must be in the middle of a test or something…”
“Hello there, Mr. Okuma!” A feminine voice interrupted Tanukichi’s panic, and he looked up just in time to see a woman with black hair and lovely blue eyes lean forward to kiss him gingerly on the lips. “How are you doing this fine afternoon? Did you have a good lunch?” She licked her lips curiously. “Oooh, it was an egg sandwich wasn’t it? My favorite!”
“Y-yeah, those are pretty great,” Tanukichi replied with a blush as he wiped his mouth. “Uh, say… haven’t happened to see Ms. Kajou anywhere nearby, have you? I, uh, have some official morality-related business to speak with her about.”
“Ms. Kajou? Hmm… I think she and some other second-years are having literature class in room 301 right about now,” the student replied.
“Yes! Thank you, miss! You’re a lifesaver!” Tanukichi pulled the woman into a hug on reflex and held her close to his body. Normally, the morality police would burst in to disrupt such an indecent display of ‘lewd’ behavior, but Tanukichi had left his flip phone open in his pocket so he didn’t have to worry about that.
“Oh! Mr. Okuma… what exactly are we doing right now?” the black-haired girl asked in shock.
“Oh… right.” Tanukichi blushed and pushed the woman away. “That was called a ‘hug’. It’s what some people do when they-“
“Oh, Tanukcihi~” Anna’s voice suddenly interrupted, echoing through the hallways of the school from the direction of the auditorium. “Where are you? I’m getting tired of waiting!”
“Gah!” A shiver ran down Tanukichi’s spine. “Actually, never mind, I’ll explain it to you later. Gotta go, bye!”
With that, Tanukcihi took off in the opposite direction of Anna’s voice and ran towards Ayame’s classroom as fast as his feet could take him. Along the way, he passed several friendly strangers who were wondering why he was doing something as sinful as running in the halls, but he managed to get them to stop asking questions by saying it was just part of a new exercise routine.
“Alright everyone, you have 15 minutes to complete your quiz. Remember, to keep your eyes forward, raise your hands if you have any questions…” Ayame’s literature teacher droned on in the front of his classroom while most of his students were on the verge of sleep, Ayame included. The high of watching Tanukichi reintroduce the concept of sex to Japan had sadly faded and, after finishing her lunch, she was forced to return to class and pretend to be a ‘good girl’ while she learned about things she didn’t care about in the slightest. But, just as the bespectacled girl was about to close her eyes and nod-off, she was suddenly startled awake by the sound of the classroom door slamming open.
“M-Mr. Okuma?!” the literature teacher gasped as he saw Tanukichi dash into the room. “What are you doing here? Why are you interrupting my class?”
“Sorry! No time to explain! Ultra-secret student council business!” Tanukichi said hastily as he ran over to Ayame and picked her up by her shirt. “Oh, and by the way, it’s totally okay for me to do this, and Ayame should get full points on this whatever quiz you’re taking because she’s serving the school!”
“Really?” The teacher blinked in surprise. “Well, if you say so… but please do try not to keep her too long.”
“Don’t worry, I won’t!” Tanukichi replied as he dragged Ayame out of the classroom and she lightly struggled in his grip. Once outside, he found the nearest maintenance closet he could find and shoved himself and Ayame inside, locking the door behind them.
“Dude, what the ever-loving fuck are you doing!?” Ayame asked as the door shut, taking out her own flip phone to make sure their monitors didn’t catch her swearing. “Kidnapping me in the middle of class? Are you seriously still that horny after popping your cherry an hour ago? Because if you really want to burry your trouser snake in my pocket that bad, you could at least do it somewhere more romantic, like a sports stadium, or a busy park.”
“What? N-no, I’m not here because I want to have sex! I’m here because I don’t!” Tanukichi replied. “I need your help!”
“You don’t want to have sex?” Ayame blinked in surprise. “Well, I hate to break it to you, but at this point, there’s no putting that genie back in that long, hard bottle. You promised the girls of Japan sex, and they’re going to get it one way or another; and trust me, once you give a starving pussy a taste of food, they’re never going to leave you alone~”
“I know, I know… but that’s not really what bothers me,” Tanukichi replied. “What bothers me is that… Anna wants to have sex with me now too.”
“… So?” Ayame asked after a pause.
“So!? What do you mean ‘so’!?” Tanukichi asked in shock.
“Tanukichi, I’m not sure if you noticed, but Anna is a fully grown woman; emphasis on the word ‘full’.” Ayame leaned over and groped her breasts. “It’s only natural that she’d want to have sex. Birds fly, fish swim, and women love to fuck. That’s just the way things are.”
“But Anna’s not just any woman! She’s special!” Tanukichi argued. “She’s pure, and sweet, and kind, and the embodiment of everything good and decent in the world!”
“Augh, excuse me one moment.” Ayame grabbed a nearby trashcan and pretended to vomit into it. “Oh my god, do you hear yourself right now? You sound even worse than the assholes who started all this morality bullshit in Japan!”
“I don’t care! I’m not going to ruin Anna’s purity by having sex with her! I-I don’t think I could forgive myself for that,” Tanukichi replied. “So please… you have to help me figure out a way to avoid having sex with her!”
“Wait… so you’re telling me that you don’t want to take this opportunity to shack up with the girl you love?” Ayame asked in disbelief.
“Well… that’s not completely accurate.” Tanukichi blushed and looked away. “Of course I want to have sex with her… she’s so amazing, I can’t imagine any sane man wouldn’t.”
“Then what the hell is the problem?” Ayame threw up her hands. “You want to bone, she wants to bone, so why not just get together bone it up harder than a graveyard?”
“Like I said before, I don’t want to ruin her purity!” Tanukcihi explained. “The same purity that caused her to be so kind to me when we were kids, when everyone else avoided and bullied me…”
“Aaah… now I understand.” Ayame crossed her arms with a smug expression on her face. “You don’t see Anna as a woman yet; you still see her as the little girl you met all those years ago. You can’t accept the fact that she’s changed and wants to play more than just kids toys.”
“No… she’s still the same sweet girl I met before deep down, I just know it!” Tanukichi insisted. “The only reason she’s been acting so lustful lately is because she’s… confused! We’ve both been putting indecent ideas inside her head, and she needs to calm down to think clearly.”
“Sorry, Tanukichi, but the only one not thinking clearly here is you.” Ayame walked to the closet door and opened it.
“W-where are you going!?” Tanukichi asked in shock.
“Back to class, of course,” Ayame replied. “I wish I could be there to witness you pop the president’s cherry, but I think it’ll be best to let you two handle this on your own. See you around, Tanukichi, and make her cum once for me, okay?”
“Wait! Please, don’t leave me!” Tanukichi reached out desperately out after Ayame but stopped when a familiar voice echoed through the hallways again.
“Oh, Tanukichi! I know you’re out there! Why haven’t you come to me yet?” Ayame’s voice called. “You’re not disobeying a direct order from the student council president, are you? Don’t worry; I’ll still forgive you if you come to me right now~”
“Oh shit!” Tanukichi swore to himself as he heard Anna’s footsteps in the hallway. “I have to hide!”
Acting fast, Tanukichi ran up a nearby stairwell and went to the roof, locking the door behind him in the hope that it would somehow hold Anna back.
“Alright, this should give me time to think,” Tanukichi said to himself as he faced the door. “Anna’s still hunting for you, and Ayame is worthless, but you can still figure a way out of this.”
“A way out of what?” a voice said behind Tanukichi.
“Gah!?” The college boy jumped up into the air and turned around, where he found Otome Saotome sitting on the edge of the roof with a large notebook in her lap and surrounded by colored pens and pencils. “Oh, it’s just you… what are you doing up here, Ms. Saotome?”
“I always come up here to draw. The view, the quiet, and the fresh air help me focus,” Otome replied, a picture of a naked woman with large breasts resting on the open notebook page in front of her. “What are you doing here?”
“I was just… uh… Augh…” Tanukcihi let out a long, pained sigh. “To tell the truth, I’m… kind of avoiding Anna Nishikinomiya right now.”
“Huh? Madame President?” Otome began to blush. “Why would you be avoiding her?”
“Well, let’s just say there’s a little bit of a… misunderstanding between us,” Tanukichi explained. “You see, she wants to have sex with me, but I’m not sure that’s the best idea right now…”
“What!? Anna wants to have sex… with you!?” Otome’s jaw hit the floor and she leaned forward in amazement. “You mean, that thing you did in the auditorium, right? Where you both get naked and rub your bodies together and make babies, right?”
“Uh… yeah, exactly that,” Tanukichi replied, his voice growing suspicious.
“Grr… you’re so lucky!” Otome bit the site of her drawing notebook in frustration. “Anna is such a beautiful woman… I wish I could have sex with her, but I don’t have a cucumber to do it with!”
“Wait, did you just say… you wanted to ‘do it’ with Anna?” Tanukichi’s eyes widened in surprise. “Ms. Saotome, are you… in love with Anna?”
“Hmph! So what if I am!?” The short artist shouted defensively. “It’s not like I can marry her, or have sex with her, so what’s even the point?”
“Oh…” Tanukichi replied, remembering that all traces of LGBT culture and knowledge had been purged from Japanese society. “Actually, it’s perfectly normal for girls to have sex with each other.”
“Really!?” Otome’s face suddenly lit up redder than a beat. “But… how? Neither of us have anything that can enter each other!”
“Well, all you have to do is-“ Tanukcihi began to explain, but he cut himself off when he realized that if he explained lesbian sex to Otome then she’d undoubtedly try to do whatever he told her with Anna, which would ruin Anna’s purity. “Actually, I, uh, don’t have time to explain that right now.”
“Aw, come on! Don’t leave me hanging like that!” Otome stomped her foot. “If you know a way for me and Anna to do that ‘sex’ thing together, then you have to tell me!”
“I’m sorry, but I’m kind of in a hurry right now,” Tanukichi replied. “Like I said before, I’m trying to avoid Anna, and if she finds me-“
Tanukichi suddenly found himself interrupted once again, this time by a loud bang on the roof door behind him.
“Oh, Tanukichi! Would you please be a dear and open this door for me?” Anna’s voice called out from the other side. “I know you’re there – even through this door, I can smell your sweet, sweet scent! So please open up so we can start making babies! I’d hate to have to damage school property, after all~”
“Oh no! She found me!” Tanukichi dashed over to Otome and picked the short woman up off the ground. “We’ve got to hide!”
“Hey! Get your hands off me this instant, you- mmph!” Otome struggled and tried to shout at Tanukichi, but he swiftly put a hand over her mouth and dashed to the edge of the roof. There, he found and lower area of the roof in front of him and jumped down to it, where he hid himself using the edge of the higher roof as cover. This move proved to be just in time, because as soon as he was hidden the door to the roof burst open so hard that it went flying off its metal hinges.
“Sorry if I surprised you, Tanukichi – I honestly didn’t mean to kick it that hard,” Anna said as she walked out onto the roof, casually wiping off her skirt. “But now we can finally be togeth-“ Anna looked up and realized that no one was there to greet her. “Mr. Okuma? Are you there? Hmm… I swear I could have smelled him nearby…”
“Mmmph!” Otome struggled in Tanukichi’s grip and managed to get free enough to start whispering to him. “What are you doing?”
“Like I said before, Anna wants to have sex with me, but I… I’m not sure that’s the best idea for us right now,” Tanukichi whispered back. “So, could you please keep it down a little?”
“Only if you tell me how I can have sex with Anna!” Otome whispered back.
“I can’t! I… I don’t want someone else to have her first time,” Tanukichi replied.
“Grr… make up your mind! Do you want to have sex with her or not!?” Otome struggled again against Tanukichi’s grip. “Fine, if you won’t tell me, then I’ll just have to call Anna over here myself! That way, even if I don’t have sex with her, I’ll at least be able to do it vicariously by watching you! I could even immortalize it in drawing while I watch so I could relive the moment every day of my life!”
“Wh-what!?” Tanukcihi gasped in shock. “You… you wouldn’t!”
Otome gave Tanukichi an evil smirk before bursting out of his grip and standing straight up.
“Hey, Anna! Tanukichi is right here, and his cucumber is all ready for you!” the artist shouted at the top of her lungs.
“Really!?” Otome could almost hear Anna’s pussy moisten as she turned towards her. “Oooh, thank you so much for your help~”
“Shit! I have to move fast!” Tanukichi looked around the small area of the roof he was trapped on and noticed a pipe that led down to the ground. He quickly jumped to it and used it to slide to the ground, though he could hear that Anna was already starting to chase after him.
“Tanukichi? Where are you going?” Anna called out from the roof as she looked down at Tanukichi. “Oh, is it better for us to make babies when we’re on the ground? Okay then, I’ll come and join you!”
“Shit!” Tanukichi thought to himself as he ducked back into the school just before Anna jumped down three stories like it was nothing. “Gotta hide, gotta hide, gotta hide…!”
Growing desperate, Tanukichi wound up dashing through the first open door to an empty classroom he could find – but it turned out not to be as empty as he had first thought.
“Oh, hello there, Mr. Okuma,” Hyouka Fuwa greeted in her usual monotone as she sat facing the door at slate top science desk. She had her laptop open in front of her, and Tanukichi could see that the bags under her eyes were visibly lighter, even if she did still seem tired. “I was just going over the footage of the reproductive demonstration you provided earlier, and I must say that it’s proving to be more informative than I ever could have imagined.”
“Uh, yeah, that’s great, but you see-“ Tanukichi began to say right before he was interrupted by Anna’s voice once again.
“Oh, Tanukichi! Have you found a good spot for us to make babies yet?” Anna called. “Well, you don’t have to be picky! I promise I’ll do it with you anywhere~”
“Fuck!” Tanukcihi cursed under his breath and, without thinking, ducked underneath the Hyouka’s desk to hide. Unfortunately for him, there proved to be a lot less room under there than he first thought, and he wound up with his face pressed hard against Hyouka’s groin in an attempt to fit himself completely underneath the desk.
“Huh… so this is what it’s like…” Tanukichi thought to himself as he was forced to inhale the smell of Hyouka’s crotch.
“Oh! Greetings, Ms. Fuwa!” Anna said with a smile as she entered the classroom, though it was obvious by her tone of voice that her patience was running thin. “How are you doing this fine day?”
“I’m doing well, thank you for asking,” Hyouka replied, apparently not minding at all that she had a boy’s face pressed hard against her pussy through her skirt. “Was there something you wanted me to help you with?”
“Yes, in fact, there was,” Anna replied quickly. “Tell me, have you happened to see Tanukichi come by here? Or perhaps smelled him, or heard him, or tasted him anywhere nearby?”
“Tanukichi? You mean Mr. Okuma?” Hyouka placed a hand to her chin. “I’m… not entirely sure how to answer that question.”
“What!?” Tanukichi thought to himself in a panic. “Can’t you tell that I’m hiding from her!?”
“Really? You don’t know how to answer?” Anna asked. “Don’t worry, every little bit of information you could give me would be very helpful. If you could think of anything at all that would help me find him, I would be eternally grateful.”
“Hmm… let me think…” Hyouka replied, closing her eyes.
“Dammit! If she sells me out now, I’ll be doomed! But I can’t ask her not to tell Anna, because then Anna will hear me! What do I do!?” As Tanukichi silently panicked against the green-haired girl’s groin, he suddenly felt something press against his face through Hyouka’s skirt. “Huh? What’s this?” Tanukichi pressed his face against it again and realized that he could feel Hyouka’s clitoris through her clothes. “Wait a moment… that’s it!”
Thinking quickly, Tanukichi gripped Hyouka’s blue skirt and pulled it down far enough to reveal her snatch, which was just as bare and pantyless as Tanukichi remembered it. He then leaned forward, pressed his mouth against her exposed pussy, and began to write kanji with his tongue.
“Please do not tell the president where I am,” Tanukichi wrote on the girl’s sensitive labia and clit. “I can’t let her find me right now. I will do anything if you keep me hidden.”
“Ooooh…” Hyouka shivered slightly in her chair as alien sensations of pleasure entered her body.
“Hmm? Is something wrong Ms. Fuwa?” Anna asked curiously at the sight.
“No, I’m just a little cold is all,” Hyouka replied, straightening herself in her seat. “I’m afraid that I haven’t seen any sign of Mr. Okuma since he finished his baby-making demonstration earlier, however.”
“Ah… that’s such a shame,” Anna replied, her smile still on her face but her hands clenching hard enough to bend steel. “Please let me know as soon as you do see him though, okay?”
“Of course, Madame President.” Hyouka bowed respectfully to Anna as the silver-haired girl left the room to hunt Tanukichi elsewhere, closing the door to the science classroom on her way out.
“Phew… that was a close one.” Tanukichi wiped Hyouka’s arousal off his chin and stood up from underneath her desk. “Thank you, Ms. Fuwa; you’re a lifesaver.”
“Lifesaver? Do you mean to tell me that Ms. Nishikinomiya was planning on ending your life?” Hyouka asked curiously.
“What? No, not literally,” Tanukichi replied. “It’s just that, Anna… she’s not thinking straight right now. She wants to… ‘do’ something with me, but I can’t let her do it! At least… not yet!”
“Really? Would this ‘thing’ that Anna wants to do with you have anything to do with human reproduction?” Hyouka asked, glancing over at the trial of arousal Anna left on the floor as she left. “Because, if so, I believe that you are obligated to do it with her whether you want to or not.”
“Y-yes, well, uh, the situation’s a bit… more complicated than that,” Tanukichi replied.
“Well, you are the morality expert of this school, so I will defer to your judgment,” Hyouka replied. “However, I believe that you promised to do whatever I wished in exchange for keeping you hidden, and I would like to call in that favor before you go.”
“Y-yeah, I guess I did promise that,” Tanukichi replied. “What do you need?”
“Nothing much – I’d just like to take a few measurements and ask a few questions.” Hyouka took some measuring tape and began to measure various parts of Tanukichi’s body. “Firstly, you mentioned that it takes nine months for a baby to ‘pop out’ of a girl. Do the babies come out of a woman’s flower, or do they leave via another orifice?”
“Uh, they usually come out of the ‘flower’ but sometimes doctors have to cut a girl open to get a baby out,” Tanukichi replied. “That’s called a ‘C-section’.”
“Fascinating,” Hyouka said as she measured Tanukichi’s arm. “Now, tell me, how old do a man and a woman have to be before they can start making babies?”
“Well, technically they can start as soon as puberty hits, when the boy starts making sperm and the girl starts having periods,” Tanukichi explained. “B-but they need to wait until they’re both at least 18, or else it is very immoral.”
“Sperm? That’s another name for a man’s seed, yes?” Hyouka asked. “Tell me, where in the body is this substance stored?”
“It’s stored in the sack-thing that’s underneath my cucumber,” Tanukichi replied. “That’s known as the ‘balls’ or ‘testicles’, and they’re vital to being a man.”
“Hmm? You mean this thing?” Hyouka casually pulled down Tanukichi’s pants and began kneading his balls. “So that’s what this is for.”
“Ah! B-be careful with those!” Tanukichi gasped. “Touching those can… stimulate a guy into wanting to make babies!”
“Really?” Hyouka immediately tested this hypothesis by rubbing Tanukichi’s sack even harder and watching his dick harden in front of her face as a result. “Does this mean that when your cucumber is hard like this, you want to make babies?”
“Y-yes, it does,” Tankuichi replied, blushing very hard now.
“Hmm… I’ll have to remember that.” Hyouka then gripped Tanukichi’s dick with both hands to examine it and began to give him a handjob without even realizing it. “Tell me, does the size of a man’s cucumber correlate to his baby-making abilities at all?”
“Yes… in general, the longer a man’s cucumber gets when it’s hard, the easier it is to impregnate a girl,” Tanukichi replied, grunting a little as Hyouka moved her hands. “Length helps a man put his seed closer to a girl’s womb, which is the part of your flower where the baby grows.”
“I suppose that does make sense,” Hyouka replied, still idly stroking his dick. “And I assume that a greater amount of ‘sperm’ is also beneficial to ensure that a woman becomes pregnant?”
Tanukichi nodded as a drop of precum appeared on the tip of his cock and dripped down to the floor.
“Hmm… I’d like to know more about this strange ‘seed’ material. Is there any way that I can collect a sample of it without it being contaminated by another person’s bodily fluids?” Hyouka asked, glancing up at Tanukichi.
“Well… there is one way…” Tanukichi blushed hard once again. “Do you have any lotion nearby?”
“Yes, but I hardly see what moisturizing has to do with anything,” Hyouka replied.
“Well, give it to me, and I’ll show you,” Tanukichi replied. Hyouka nodded and retrieved the lotion for him, which he promptly squeezed onto Hyouka’s hands. “Now, place your hands on my cucumber like this, and then start to move them up and down.”
“Alright, Mr. Okuma.” Hyouka did as she was told and began to jerk Tanukichi off, causing wet squelching noises to start filling the room. “Now, could you tell me what purpose this serves?”
“Ah!” Tanukichi gasped as he felt Hyouka’s hands slowly pick up speed. “Well, basically, this is a process that tricks my cucumber into thinking it’s inside a flower. That way, I can get it to shoot seed without – ah! Without actually being inside a girl.”
“Interesting... and does this process have a name?” Hyouka asked.
“Masturbation… it’s called masturbation,” Tanukichi grunted in reply. “Most guys need to do it in private… but… it’s okay for me to do it whenever and wherever I want.” He made a mental note to add that to the rules as soon as he was done here. “B-by the way, there are different techniques you can do to help speed the process along… here, let me show you.”
Tanukichi reached down and helped guide the amateur scientist’s hands along his shaft, showing her how to be gentle with him without under stimulating him, and how to grip him tightly without hurting him. He also showed her how to stimulate his glans, how rubbing his balls as she jerked him off, and when to apply more lotion for lube so the hand job never became too dry.
“Fascinating… you must have masturbated quite a bit to know this much about the process,” Hyouka said in amazement as she continued to slide her soft hands along his prick.
“I, uh, may have had some experience with it…” Tanukichi replied, doing his best to sound proud rather than embarrassed at the admission.
“Oh? Mr. Okuma, your cucumber is starting to twitch,” Hyouka pointed out, her voice still monotone. “Is that bad, or does it mean you will be releasing your seed soon?”
“The l-latter!” Tanukichi grunted as he felt his balls start to tighten. “Y-you better get something to catch it with if you want to study it.”
Without missing a beat of her handjob, Hyouka reached for a nearby test tube and held it steady in front of Tanukichi’s cock. A few moments later he began to unload, shooting wad after wad of his white semen while Hyouka studied the process with fascination. Most of the sperm managed to be collected inside the test tube, but some of it wound up landing on Hyouka’s hand as well.
“Hmm… for some reason the consistency of the sperm doesn’t seem to be as thick as it was in the footage I reviewed,” Hyouka observed, bringing the test tube up to her eye and swirling it.
“Well… that’s because there are fewer sperms inside it,” Tanukichi explained. “You see, my testicles try to make as much sperm as they can, but there’s only so much they can do in a single day. After, uh, ‘seeding’ too many times then I start to run out.”
“Really? Run out?” Hyouka put the test tube town and cleaned off her hands in a nearby sink. “Hmm… I wonder if there’s a way to perhaps change that…”
“Huh? What exactly do you mean by that?” Tanukichi asked as he cleaned his groin with some paper towels and put his pants back on.
“Oh, it’s nothing you need to be concerned about, for now, Mr. Okuma,” Hyouka politely replied. “Thank you for answering my questions and providing this sample. You may leave now whenever you wish.”
“You’re welcome, Ms. Fuwa.” Tanukichi smiled and turned towards the door. “Have a great rest of your day!”
“Phew… glad that’s over with.” Tanukichi sighed as he stepped out into the hallway and quickly added ‘male masturbation’ to Ayame’s allowed list on his phone. “Now all I have to do is get out the school and I might be able to make it out of this without ruining Anna’s purity. Hopefully she won’t be looking for me over by the gym area.”
Tanukichi did his best not to make too much noise as he walked through the empty halls of the school, the sound of the fluorescent lighting above his head being the only thing there to keep him company. But, just as he was about to reach the gym area, he noticed that the light he was currently standing under had an unusual shadow over it, and he looked up to see what it was.
“There you are, Tanukichi~” Anna greeted him, licking her lips as she clung to the ceiling of the hall, her back partly obscuring the light behind her. “Where have you been? Didn’t you know that I was looking absolutely everywhere for you?”
“Aaah…” Tanukichi looked up with an expression of shock and horror, unable to even breathe as he saw the lustful expression on Anna’s face and the dark wet spot over her groin. Then, his survival instincts kicking in, Tanukichi screamed and dashed into the gym as fast as his feet could take him, just barely dodging out of the way before Anna jumped down from the ceiling.
“Tanukichi! Come back!” Anna shouted as he took after him like a woman possessed. “We need to make a baby, Tanukichi! My body telling me to! Ooooh, I don’t think I can take this much longer! We have to have sex right now!”
Tanukichi ignored the sex-crazed woman and dashed into the gym storage closet, hoping to escape out the windows there. Unfortunately for him, though, the windows that were there were too tiny and too high up for him to even hope to squeeze through.
“Shit… a dead-end…” Tanukichi swore to himself. “I have to find a way out before-“
“Oh my! Tanukichi! How thoughtful of you!” Anna interrupted as she walked into the room and closed the door. “These workout mats will be perfect for us to have sex on!”
“Y-yeah, that’s right… that’s totally why I was running around; finding the perfect place to do it!” Tanukichi replied hastily. “But, uh, I just remembered that there’s something else I should do before we get started, so-“
“Don’t worry, Tanukichi… I think things are perfect just the way they are~” Anna replied, pressing her body hard against Tanukichi’s and trapped him between the wall and her soft breasts. “Now, let’s put that precious seed of yours where it belongs, shall we?”
“W-wait, Anna! Please, slow down!” Tanukichi pleaded, but his cries fell on deaf ears. Within moments, Anna had managed to ear off both his and her clothes, leaving them completely naked except for their monitoring devices. She then laid him down onto a stack of workout mats and sat onto his stomach, where she pressed her needy pussy hard into his body. Tanukichi did his best not to think about how incredibly hot and moist Anna’s vagina felt against his skin, but it was impossible to ignore. That, combined with an unobstructed view of Anna’s perfect round breasts and the expression of pure erotic mania that covered her face meant that he started growing hard again after only a few moments.
“Slow down? But I feel like I’ve been waiting my whole life for this moment, Tanukichi! I don’t think I could slow down if I wanted to!” Anna raised her hips and lined up Tanukichi’s long dick with her dripping hole. “But don’t worry, I promise I won’t be too rough with you!”
“W-wait! I-it’s immoral!” Tanukichi shouted just as he felt his tip press against the silver-haired girl’s labia.
“Huh?” Anna stopped in her tracks. “This is immoral? How?”
“Well, uh, you see… it’s, uh, not right for someone with the last name Okuma… to have sex with a girl with the last name Nishikinomiya… on even-numbered days… at school,” Tanukichi replied, spitting out each lie that first came to his mind. “S-so I guess we can’t have sex after all, huh? Such a shame…”
“Hmm… yes, that really would be such a shame, wouldn’t it,” Anna replied, sitting back down onto Tanukichi’s stomach. “But tell me, Mr. Okuma… how many people know about that moral?”
“Uh… just the two of us as of right now,” Tanukichi replied.
“And wouldn’t you say that a rule like that is a little bit arbitrary?” Anna leaned forward, her mouth coming close enough to Tanukichi that he could feel her hot breath on his face. “It’s so needlessly specific… and it’s not as if public morality would disappear if it wasn’t followed. Not even our monitors would notice if we didn’t adhere to it.”
“I-I guess not… b-but it’s still a rule, and we’re obligated to follow it! Otherwise, we’d be nothing but degenerates!” Tanukichi pointed out.
“Only if people find out,” Anna replied, raising her hips and taking aim with Tanukichi’s dick once again. “What do you say, Tanukichi, darling? Do you think you could make that rule our little secret?”
“…” Tanukichi just laid there with his mouth agape, unable to believe what he was hearing. Anna, his pure idol that he looked up to since childhood, was seriously suggesting that they both do something immoral… on purpose!
“Good boy~” Taking Tanukichi’s silence as a ‘yes’, Anna let out one last manic giggle before slamming her hips downwards onto Tanukichi’s shaft. Before he even realized what was going on, he was hilted all the way inside Anna’s squeezing cunt, her virginity obliterated in an instant as she was introduced to the wonderful world of sex.
“Kyaaaaaaah!” Anna came almost instantly and let out a scream so loud as a result that it shook the windows of the storeroom. “Ooooh, Mr. Okuma! Tanukichi! You’re finally inside me! Gaaaaah! It feels even better than I could have imagined!” Anna placed her hands onto Tanukichi’s chest and followed her instincts, thrusting herself up and down on his dick and drowning it in an ocean of feminine juices. “Mmm, I wish we could have done this on the very first day of school! It feels like I’m in heaven!’
“Gaaah! A-Anna’s… virginity…” Tanukichi grunted quietly to himself as Anna violently rode his dick. “I… I ruined her purity… how could- ah, aaaah!” Tanukichi interrupted himself with his own grunts, unable to control his voice as he felt Anna’s walls clamp down around him like a vice. The inside of her pussy was tighter than anything he had ever felt before, and it seemed to be actively milking his dick for every drop of semen it could squeeze out of him. Even though Anna had just been deflowered, Tanukichi couldn’t help but admit that her pussy was the single lewdest thing that he had ever felt.
“Ah! That’s it, Tanukichi! Right there! Right there! Ooooh, it feels so good!” Anna moaned like a whore as she kept impaling herself on Tanukichi again and again. “Mmm, is this what it’s like… to have one of those ‘orgasm’ things you mentioned? No wonder that girl was moaning so much on stage! This is the greatest feeling in the world! Thank you so much for helping me feel this way, Tanukichi!”
“A-Anna!” Tanukichi gasped in response, unsure how to feel. On the one hand, he was defiling Anna with each thrust inside her but, on the other, he couldn’t help but feel happy that she was feeling so good. He also felt his ability to feel guilt melting away with each passing second as he felt himself start to be as overwhelmed with ecstasy as Anna was.
Anna smiled at the look of pleasure on Tanukichi’s face and leaned forward to run her tongue along the college boy’s chest. “Mmm… you taste so good, Tanukichi… everything about your body is so amazing! I love it so much!”
“L-love!?” Tanukichi’s heart skipped a beat and his cock twitched deep inside Anna.
“Yes… from the smell… to the taste… to the feel… aaaaah! I wish I could stay like this with you forever, Tanukichi!” Anna threw her head back as she had another small orgasm, making her yip with delight as she savored the strange new feeling.
“Th-thank you, Anna… I… I love your body too…” Deciding that there was no going back at this point, Tanukichi reached forward and groped Anna’s soft tits.
“Aaaah! Oh, Tanukichi! That feels so good!” Anna moaned, shocked by how amazing the sensation of being touched by him felt. “Please, keep going!”
Tanukichi did as he was told and gently massaged Anna’s breasts, squeezing them each time he bottomed out inside her and he felt the wonderful feeling of her folds wrapping tightly around every inch of his cock. His soft touch didn’t seem to be enough for Anna, however, and she gripped his wrists for force his hands even harder into her bouncing bosom.
“Harder, Tanukichi! Harder!” Anna begged, her voice echoing through the room. “Don’t hold back! Give me everything you’ve got!”
“I-I’m doing my best!” Tanukichi insisted, though in truth he couldn’t bring himself to ravage Anna as hard as she wanted to. So, she decided to just keep ravaging herself, forcing Tanukichi to grip her breasts harder while she forced herself up and down on Tanukichi’s shaft as hard as she could.
“Mmm! I… I can feel myself heating up, Tanukchi! Aaah! I don’t think I’ve ever felt this warm!” Anna cried out as her pussy gushed another wave of juices onto Tanukichi’s groin. “Does that mean I’m sick, Tanukichi? Ooooh, because if so… I don’t think I ever want to be healthy again!”
“Th-that’s just a part of… having sex, Anna!” Tanukichi explained, sweat now drenching his body. “It’s also a sign… that you’re fertile! There’s a good chance if I shoot my seed inside you that… you’ll get pregnant, Anna!”
“Eeeeh!” Anna’s body shook again as she came at the idea of being impregnated like this. “That’s great news! Our children are going to be so beautiful, Tanukichi! I can already tell! Aaaah! T-tell me… is there a limit on how many babies a woman can make?”
“Th-the only limit… is age!” Tanukichi replied, his groin and thighs now completely drenched in Anna’s copious arousal. “As long as you’re young enough to have a period… you could possibly have a baby… every nine months!”
“Then I can keep doing this… for years? Aaah, that sounds amazing!” Anna moaned as she kept bouncing. “Let’s do that, Tanukichi! Keep giving me your wonderful, delicious seed, and I promise I’ll appreciate every drop of it more than any of the other girls you’re with do! I’ll savor its taste, keep it safe inside my flower, and I’ll love each and every baby you give me!”
“Y-you’d do all that… for me!?” Tanukichi gasped in amazement and pleasure as he felt Anna’s walls squeeze down on him extra tightly near her cervix.
“Yes! Of course I will!” Anna screamed, leaning close to Tanukichi again. “Just promise that you’ll be mine forever, and I’ll ‘deliver’ as many babies as you want!”
“Anna… I… I…” Tanukichi stammered before Anna suddenly kissed him on instinct. Her tongue forced its way into his mouth and began moving around, making his cheeks bulge and his jaw sore as she enjoyed the taste of his spit. Her lips formed a perfect seal around his mouth as well, and he could feel his ears almost pop as she sucked the air out of his lungs and left the poor boy literally speechless. But, at that point, there was no need for Tanukichi to finish his sentence; it was already clear now that Anna owned him, and there was nothing he could do about that.
A few moments later and Tanukichi felt his orgasm start to approach. He mumbled uselessly into Anna’s mouth as he did so, hoping against hope that she would have enough decency left in her to pull off before she potentially had a kid out of wedlock, but even if she could have heard him there was no way she was stopping this now. With the stamina of train, Anna just kept fucking herself on Tanukichi’s dick until she finally felt him explode inside her, at which point she finally let Tanukichi’s mouth go and let out her loudest scream of pleasure yet.
“Aaaaaaaah! Tanukichi’s precious seed! It’s so deep inside me! And it’s so warm… I love it!” Anna reached down to her abdomen and placed a hand where her uterus was. She felt so good that she couldn’t stop tears from flowing down her face as her gripping snatch squeezed Tanukichi’s dick dry. “Thank you so much for this precious gift, Tanukichi. I really appreciate this.”
“Y-you’re welcome, Anna. I’m… I’m glad I could help you.” Tanukichi replied, still a little bit in shellshock over what had just happened. “S-so now that I’ve given you some of my seed, we can both leave and-“
“Leave?” Anna cocked her head curiously. “Why would we do that? You said that a girl might not get pregnant after just one time having sex, right?”
“Yeah, I, uh, guess I did say that,” Tanukichi admitted.
“Well then, we should probably do this at least one more time then, shouldn’t we?” Anna asked, grinding herself subconsciously against Tanukichi’s groin to reverse the softening of his cock. “After all, it’s best to make sure I’m really pregnant, right?”
“A-actually, I was starting to feel a little tired, so could I at least get a chance to rest?” Tanukichi asked weakly as he stared up at Anna’s lust-filled eyes.
“Oh, you don’t need to worry about that, my dear Tanukichi~” Anna replied as he grabbed Tanukichi by the ankles and stood up into a squat. By that point, his dick was already starting to get hard again inside her and he could feel her walls start to massage it again. “If you’re too tired to move, then I’ll just do all the moving for you!”
“A-Anna, what are you- aaaah!” Tanukichi could do nothing but moan helplessly as Anna began fucking him again, thrusting down with her hips while pulling Tanukichi’s up using his legs so that their groins collided with a loud, meaty smack. “Ah! Slow down, Anna! You’re being… so rough!”
“Sorry, Tanukichi! My body… feels like it’s acting on its own!” Anna replied between moans, her breasts bouncing freely as she increased the pace of her thrusts. “F-forgive me, my dear, but I just have to have more of your seed!”
“Hey, what was that noise?” a voice suddenly said outside the storeroom.
“I think it came from over there,” another voice replied just before the door to the room opened, revealing a group of about twenty Tokioka students – including Ayame and Otome.
“Oh! Hello there, everyone! It’s so good to see you all!” Anna casually greeted the group, not caring in the slightest that they all had a perfect view of where her sex met Tanukichi’s. “I certainly hope you’re having a wonderful day! I know I am~”
“M-madame President! What are you doing in here?” one of the boys in the group asked in surprise.
“What does it look like? Me and Tanukichi are having ‘sex’; you know, that thing Tanukichi taught us about earlier.” Anna replied, only occasionally pausing to moan. “And I must say, he didn’t do how good this felt justice! Mmmm, it feels so amazing!”
“Uh… yeah, I can see you’re having sex,” the boy in the doorway replied. “What I meant was, why are you having sex on those mats? We need them for a physical education class in just a few minutes.”
“Oh, I’m terribly sorry!” Anna gasped, slowing down a little. “We can move away if you all need us to.”
“No!” Otome interjected, dashing forward with a pen and notepad. “The lighting, the angle, the position… it’s all too perfect! You stay right there so I can commemorate this event!” The young artist began to drool as she began drawing as fast as she could. “The other students can go without mats just this once!”
“Oh… well, if you insist!” Anna smiled sweetly before picking up her pace once again, fucking Tanukichi so hard he could feel his hips starting to get sore.
“My, my… it’s only her first time and she’s already onto the amazon position… I’m impressed,” Ayame thought to herself as she walked closer to Tanukichi and shot him a teasing smile.
“Ayame… you… you have to help me…” Tanukichi whispered to Ayame as everyone else was distracted by watching Anna plow herself on the college boy’s dick. “At the rate she’s going… there’s going to be nothing left of me but dust by the time we’re done.”
“You’re right, Mr. Okuma – I’ll help however I can.” Ayame adjusted her glasses and put on her best ‘professional’ face. “Ms. Nishikinomiya, would you like me to get you two anything? Perhaps some food, or something to drink?”
“Yes, actually; I’d absolutely loOOOOve to have a sports drink right about now,” Anna replied, another powerful orgasm tearing through her body right in the middle of the word ‘love’. “Could you please be a dear and get a few for me and Tanukichi to share?”
“Right away, Ms. Nishikinomiya.” Ayame bowed and turned back towards the group watching. “As for the rest of you; you can keep watching if you want, but know that you won’t be excused from classes if you do.”
“R-right… I’ll, uh… just stick around for… a few minutes longer…” A girl with short brown hair replied, her legs shaking for unknown reasons whenever she saw Anna thrust Tanukichi’s dick inside her.
“Yeah… I think I’ll stay for a minute too,” another girl, this time with black hair, replied.
“Suit yourselves,” Ayame said as she turned to leave the room. “Oh, and please try not to break Mr. Okuma’s cucumber, Madame President. After all, he’s still obligated to make babies with the other women of Japan too.”
“Other women?” Anna paused her thrusts for a moment before restarting them twice as hard. “Not if I have anything to say about that~” Anna whispered manically to herself.
“K-Kajou! Wait!” Tanukichi desperately reached his hand out towards Ayame. “Don’t leave ye- mmph!“
“Mmmm, don’t worry about her, my dear Tanukichi,” Ayame interrupted, kissing Tanukichi once more. “I’m the only one you need to focus on right now, so just lie back and relax~”
“Relax!? When you’re being so rough, and so many people are watching us!?” Tanukichi thought to himself as Anna got back into the amazon position and began pulling his legs hard again. “What happened to you, Anna?”
That was a question that Tanukichi had plenty of time to ponder as the woman he loved kept using his dick. She refused to let up for even a moment, even when Ayame came back with the drinks she asked for. For what felt like an eternity, Tanukichi was forced to shoot load after load into Anna’s ravenous pussy until, finally, exhaustion overtook him and he mercifully lost consciousness.
Notes:
Here it is, at long last; the new chapter! Believe it or not, even though I haven't posted in months, I actually wrote all of this in only 3 days. I hope you all enjoyed it!
Now, Tanukichi has achieved both his worst nightmare and his wildest dream; he's slept with Anna! How will this effect his relationships with other girls? Will this even cause Anna's lusts to calm down for a time, or will she become even more obsessed with Tanukichi? How will Tanukichi wind up processing the fact that Anna just broke one of his rules deliberately? What does all this mean for the future of normalcy in Japan? Tune-in next time (likely in about 2-3 months) to find out!
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Chapter 13: A Perfectly Normal Family
Notes:
(See the end of the chapter for notes.)
Chapter Text
Tanukichi woke again roughly an hour later, where he found Anna still riding his stiff cock just as hard as she had been before. She had moved around, however, and now she was shoving Tanukichi’s into her squeezing pussy in a kind of reverse leg glider position, with Anna placing one of Tanukichi’s legs over her shoulder so she could use it as leverage to thrust herself even harder. He didn’t know how many times she had forced him to cum inside her, but the amount of slopy white batter that was gushing out around his cock with every thrust implied that it had been more than once.
Behind the silver-haired girl, Tanukichi could see Otome still furiously sketching what she saw alongside Ayame and the girl with short brown hair who stayed behind. Ayame looked on at Anna furiously fucking Tanukichi with her usual professional indifference with three sport drink bottles under her arm, but the brown-haired girl was visibly shaking. Her eyes seemed to be transfixed on the spot where Anna and Tanukichi’s sexes were colliding with each other, and the sight was turning her on so much that her arousal had already started to soak through her thick school skirt.
“Yes! Yes! Give me more of your seed, Tanukichi! I want all that you have!” Anna’s screams of ecstasy echoed off the walls of the storage room, drowning out the sound of the P.E. class that was happening just outside the door. “I promise, I’ll have as many babies as you want! Just keep giving me your delicious white milk! Aaaaaah!”
Another powerful orgasm crashed through Anna’s body like a hurricane, tightening her dripping pussy around Tanukichi’s shaft and forcing him to cum as well. Tanukichi could do nothing but groan in ecstasy as he felt another fertile load pumped into the womb of the president of the most moral school in Japan – and he got to watch her look down on him with the happiest, sluttiest look on her face imaginable as he did it.
“Aaaah… thank you, Tanukichi. That really was a productive sex session.” Anna basked in the afterglow of her orgasm for a few moments before standing up and letting Tanukichi collapse fully onto the exercise mat that they were fucking on. “Do you think that we were able to make a baby? Am I carrying your child inside me right now? Oooh, your seed feels so warm inside there! That has to be a good sign, right?”
“W-we… won’t know… unless you miss your next period…” Tanukichi replied, completely out of breath as he spoke.
“Hmm, well then… I guess we’ll just have to keep doing this until we’re sure then!” Anna said chipperly as she casually put her clothes back on. “Unfortunately, I do have other things I have to do, though. I’ll see you again later, okay? Oh, and please keep up the good work with upholding Japan’s moral values!”
She then leaned down to kiss the exhausted Tanukichi on the lips and left the room with one of Ayame’s sports drinks. As she left, Tanukichi could see his sperm still dripping onto the floor out of her well-used pussy lips as she walked.
“Wow that was… that was…” The brunette girl nervously wiped her mouth when she realized that she had been drooling. “G-goodbye, Mr. Okuma! Have a nice day!”
“Ooooh, yes! I’m definitely going to make some amazing Card Cuties with this art!” Otome giggled excitedly as she closed her sketchbook. “Though, hopefully, I can get even more material once you finally tell me how girls can have sex with each other.”
“S-sure… I can tell you all about that… tomorrow,” Tanukichi replied, his voice defeated. “There’s no point in keeping that secret anymore anyway.”
“Heh, I’m glad you could finally see things my way!” Otome said smugly. “I look forward to your lesson~”
With that, the artist exited the room and left Tanukichi with Ayame, who took off her glasses, took out her cell phone, sat down next to Tanukichi, and began pouring one of her sports drinks into his open mouth.
“Congratulations, big boy! Your dream finally came true, and you busted Anna’s cherry!” Ayame said happily. “Though, I guess in this case it’s more like her cherry busted you! You look like you got hit with a sexually-frustrated truck! Still, I have to commend you for lasting so long with her; you fucked so much that you made rabbits look like Galapagos tortoises!”
“Y-yeah, that… that really happened, didn’t it?” Tanukichi coughed and took the bottle out of Ayame’s hand so he could finish drinking it himself. “The innocent, sweet Anna who I knew as a kid… doesn’t exist anymore.”
“Oh, don’t act like that! It’s not like she’s dead or anything!” Ayame punched Tanukichi in the shoulder. “If anything, by introducing her to sex you’re helping her become her true self! You liberated the horny little demon insider her that was always there, and now you get to know what the real Anna is like! So, feel proud of yourself! I mean, just look at how happy you made her!”
“Happy?” Tanukichi thought back to all the times he made Anna smile after he had first kissed her. “Yeah… I guess she did have a lot of fun with me, didn’t she?”
“That’s the spirit!” Ayame pat Tanukichi on the back and helped him stand up with an arm over her shoulder. “Now, let’s get you cleaned up, shall we? Just because you’re dirtying society doesn’t mean you have to be filthy yourself, after all!”
Leaving Tanukichi’s clothes in the gym storeroom, Ayame led her friend to the girl’s locker room that was just a few feet away outside. In there, a group of about twenty women were busy changing out of their white exercise shirts and tight blue workout shorts, and they all gasped in momentary surprise when they noticed Tanukichi was there with them.
“D-don’t worry!” Tanukichi hastily spoke up. “It’s normal for me to use girls’ locker rooms, just like how it’s okay for me to use their bathrooms too.”
“Oh, of course! That makes perfect sense!” A girl with long red hair replied as Ayame began stripping off her clothes by the shower. “I see that you must have just finished working out too – seem quite sweaty!”
“Yeah, I guess you could say that,” Tanukichi said quietly as a nude Ayame led him to an isolated corner of the nearby open shower room. There, she turned on a stream of warm water and began to wash Tanukichi’s body with a washcloth and some soap. “Ah! Be careful, Ayame! I’m still a little bit sore.”
“Heh, she really did a number on you, didn’t she? Well, be careful not to strain yourself too much; there are still a lot of women out there who are looking forward to riding that big cock of yours,” Ayame whispered, safe in the knowledge that her disruptor phone was just outside and that the sound of rushing water hid her words from the other naked women in the shower area. “You can’t just wave a bone in front of those horny bitches and not give it to them, after all; that’s just inhumane!”
“Of course, there’s no consideration for the bone in that story…” Tanukichi complained.
“Oh, don’t act like you don’t love all this~” Ayame teased as she began washing his hair. “So, how should we start corrupting society next, Tanukichi? I know you promised Otome to show her lesbianism, but we can still do more than that in one day. Maybe we could make up a rule where any woman who has dirty thoughts about you has to walk around naked! Oh, or how about a rule where women have to keep track of their orgasms, and the more they have the more respect they get? No, wait! We could make up a rule where girls have to fuck themselves in order to-“
“She broke a rule,” Tanukichi interrupted.
“I… I beg your pardon?” Ayame stopped washing Tanukichi in surprise. “What do you mean by that?”
“Just before Anna… had her way with me… I made up a rule to try to protect her virginity,” Tanukichi sullenly explained. “But, even though she knew having sex with me wasn’t allowed she… she did it anyway! She did something she knew was immoral just because it made her feel good!”
“Oh my god!” Ayame put a hand over her mouth in shock. “Tanukichi… do you know what this means? This mean’s that Anna… she’s… she’s…” Ayame clapped her hands together as an expression of pure sparkling joy filled her eyes. “She’s not an NPC!”
“Huh?” Tanukichi looked back over his shoulder in surprise at Ayame. “Wait, what do you mean by that? NPC?”
“You know what I mean; like a video game!” Ayame replied. “Most people in the world are like nonplayer characters in video games; they’re bound by the rules of the game, i.e. society. Acting against those rules doesn’t even occur to them, because they can’t imagine a world without those rules. That’s why everyone has just been going along with your societal changes up until now; they’ve been taught since birth never to question what’s ‘moral’. But real players with free will, people like us… we know that rules are just suggestions and that there’s a cheat code to everything. And if Anna realizes that too, then that means… she’s just like us!”
“W-what!?” Tanukichi gasped. “Take that back! She’s nothing like…” Tanukichi trailed off, unable to finish his sentence as she remembered Anna’s cries of ecstasy as she fucked him.
“Now this changes my plans pretty significantly,” Ayame continued as she resumed washing Tanukichi. “I hadn’t planned on taking on a new member of SOX for at least a month, but it looks like I can move that up a few weeks!”
“A member of SOX!?” Tanukichi’s eyes widened. “You can’t be serious! Even if Anna isn’t as pure as I thought she was, there's no way she’d join an ero-ist organization! Her parents are the head of Japan’s morality party, after all!”
“Well, if you ask me, that makes her the perfect candidate!” Ayame countered. “Think about it; with her unwavering support, we’ll have even fewer people doubting your moral authority, and if the bigwigs in the government ever get suspicious she can warn us and throw them off our trail! Though I do admit that her history of hating Blue Snow will make converting her a little bit easy… mmm.” Ayame took a break from washing Tanukichi to scratch her chin. “I’ll tell you what; I’ll come up with a plan to get her to join us tonight and I’ll tell you in the morning. How does that sound?”
“Why do I get the feeling that telling you not to do that won’t actually do anything?” Tanukichi asked with a sigh.
“Good! You’re learning!” Ayame smiled. “Now bend over! It’s time I did you and your girls a favor by cleaning you out where the sun doesn’t shine!”
“Jeeze… I can’t believe I’m still sore…” Tanukichi mumbled to himself a few hours later as he walked down the street to his apartment complex with an unusual jerk in his gait. After finishing his shower with Ayame, he returned to his classes and went about the rest of his day normally – or, at least as normal as he could when he was kissing every woman who greeted him, openly cheating on his quizzes, and writing down the numbers of all the women who wanted to have sex with him. By the time he left for the train to take him back home, he’d gathered up a list of fifty separate women who he was now obligated to try and impregnate sometime in the future. “Most of it is from Anna, but Ayame wasn’t much better. I know she wanted to clean me, but did she have to be so… thorough?”
Tanukichi winced and gripped his sore ass as he thought back to his deep cleaning. “Well, hopefully, I’ll at least be able to relax at home… assuming Anna doesn’t break into sleep with me again, that is.”
He made it to his apartment door a few minutes later, where he opened it to find his new wives, Yua and Yuria, waiting there for him. His older wife, Yuria, was at his kitchen counter chopping meat and vegetables for a soup while Yua sat at his dinner table in front of her wrist-monitor interface, grading schoolwork from that day’s classes.
“Ah! There you are, Tanukichi! It’s so good to see you again!” Yuria put down her knife and walked over to Tanukichi to greet him with a warm hug and a loving kiss. “How was your day at college, dear?”
“It was… a little bit stressful,” Tanukichi admitted to Yuria as she held him in her arms. “But… I reintroduced Japan to the concept of sex, so… I guess that’s something at least.”
“Oh, yes! Your new wife was just telling me about that,” the black-haired woman said as she returned to preparing dinner. “To think, that’s where babies came from this whole time! If only I knew that before, I wouldn’t have needed to try those adoption agencies.”
“Heh, yeah… I guess hindsight really is 20-20.” Tanukichi rubbed the back of his head nervously as he tried his best not to feel guilty about stealing these two women from their husbands. “So, uh, what’s for dinner tonight?”
“Tonight, we’re going to have some delicious chicken soup!” Yuria replied. “I would have had it done earlier, but I didn’t expect to be feeding any extra mouths tonight.”
“Yeah, sorry about showing up unannounced like that, but I didn’t expect to marry Tanukichi today either!” Yua giggled from behind her projected computer screen. “Thanks for not calling the police on me, though.”
“Oh, it was nothing!” Yuria replied. “The next time you get a new wife, though, please call or text me to let me know, dear.”
“Right, of course!” Tanukichi replied while he silently wondered how many wives he’d end up taking on complete accident. “I’m going to go relax on my bed a little bit if you need me, okay?”
“Of course, dear – but don’t forget to do your homework,” Yua replied.
Tanukichi groaned and nodded and reached for his bedroom door. He expected it to be empty so he could rest on his bed and gather his thoughts, but instead, he opened the door to find a woman who was roughly his age midway through removing her shirt. She was wearing a Tokioka school uniform with a now-exposed blue bra underneath her shirt that clung tightly to her modest bust, and she had long black hair tied back in a ponytail, fair skin, and brown eyes that looked at Tanukichi with a shimmering curiosity.
“Oh, there you are. Tanukichi Okuma, wasn’t it?” The strange girl asked as she walked up to Tanukichi and gave him a soft kiss on the lips. “It’s nice to finally meet you, dad.”
“Ah… ah… ah…” Tanukichi’s mouth hung open in shock as he kept staring at the woman. “W-who are you? What are you doing here? A-and why did you call me ‘dad’?!”
“What are you talking about, dad? It’s me; Tamaki Suzuki. Though, I guess it’s Tamaki Okuma now,” she explained as she took off her skirt and folded it on Tanukichi’s bed, shamelessly showing her naked rear to him in the process. “You married my mom, and that means that you’re my dad now, right?”
“Y-yeah, I guess that kind of makes sense,” Tanukichi admitted, his mind reeling over the fact that he was now officially a parent only a few days into his college experience. “B-but that’s no way to kiss your father! That was entirely inappropriate!”
“Huh? What do you mean?” Tamaki’s spine suddenly straightened in fright. “I didn’t just do something… immoral did I? Augh… and after I acted so good to get into Tokioka. I should probably turn myself into the morality police now.”
“Eh? N-no, you have me all wrong!” Tanukichi interrupted, desperately course-correcting. “What I meant was… uh, family members don’t normally greet each other like that, but when they do, uh… it needs to be more special!”
“Special?” Tamaki cocked her head to the side curiously. “Special how? Could you show me?”
“O-oh, yeah, totally!” Tanukichi replied, trying to sound as confident as he could. “You see, you just have to… let your parent hold you like so…” Not knowing what else to do, Tanukichi reached around Tamaki’s body, placed his hands onto her naked rear, and squeezed. “Th-this way, it’s more like a hug! Then, when our lips touch, you just open your mouth a little and…”
Tanukichi kissed his step-daughter again slipped his tongue into her mouth. He knew that he shouldn’t make this situation even more obscene, but he simply couldn’t stop himself. Once their tongues met, he began swirling his around her mouth, making her gasp and moan as her mind filled with sensations that she had never even considered before. When he finally let her go, she panting with an almost dazed look in her eyes, and her soft skin felt a few degrees warmer.
“Wow… thank you for teaching me that, dad,” Tamaki said with an involuntary blush. “I’ll be sure to greet you like that in the future.”
“R-right… it was no problem at all,” Tanukichi replied. “So, uh… was there a reason that you were getting naked in here?”
“Yeah; I always change into my casual clothes when I get home,” Tamaki replied as she put her uniform into a suitcase and put on a grey t-shirt and red shorts. “It’s more relaxing this way, and it means I won’t risk staining my uniform when I eat.”
“Oh, of course! That actually makes a lot of sense,” Tanukichi said just before a knock at the bedroom door made him jump.
“Tanukichi! Tamaki! Dinner’s ready!” Yuria announced. “Take a seat when you’re ready so we can get started.”
“Right, of course!” Tanukichi walked out of the bedroom and sat down next to each other at his dinner table, where Yuria was happily pouring four bowls of freshly made soup with bread and butter on the side. “Well, at least with two wives I don’t have to worry about cooking for myself again.”
“Itadakimasu!” The group clapped their hands together and moved to start eating, but they only got a few sips of their soup in before they were interrupted by a knock at the door.
“I’ll get it,” Tamaki volunteered, getting up from the table and opening the door. On the other side, she was surprised to find none other than Anna Nishikinomiya staring back at her outside.
“Oh! Madame President! It is so nice to see you!” Tamaki greeted, kissing Anna as Tanukichi nearly choked on some bread behind her. “What are you doing here? There’s not some kind of student council emergency, is there?”
“No, of course not! I was just stopping by to see Tanukichi.” Anna’s tone was polite, but it hid a subtle venom right underneath. “May I ask why you and your mother are doing here? I don’t believe that this is the Suzuki household.”
“That’s because Tanukichi kissed my mother during lunch today; that means she’s his wife now, and I’m his daughter,” Tamaki explained.
“A new… wife?” Tanukichi swallowed audibly as he noticed Anna clench her fist. “Tanukichi, dear; why didn’t you tell me that you had gotten a new wife earlier?”
“Well, I w-would have, Anna, honestly! But, uh, you kind of… distracted me at the time,” Tanukichi pointed out.
“Well, either way, I am honored to meet Tanukichi’s stepdaughter. I hope we can both get along well.” Anna bowed and then pulled the younger student into another kiss – but this time, her tongue lashed so furiously inside Tamaki’s mouth that Tanukichi could swear he could hear whip cracks. By the time she finally let Tamaki go a minute later, the younger girl was panting and gasping wildly, and her legs were shaking so much that they are threatening to give out. “Now, you wouldn’t mind if I join you for dinner, would you? I’m afraid that I forgot to eat before I left home.”
“Of course we wouldn’t mind, Ms. Nishikinomia.” Yuria bowed her head deeply. “We would be honored for you to join us! I’m afraid I only prepared spots for four people, however, and I’m not sure if Tanukichi owns a fifth chair. Let me go check the closet and-“
“Oh, there’s no need for that!” Anna interrupted. “There’s already more than enough room for me already!”
Before anyone could ask Anna what she meant by that, the silver-haired girl walked over to Tanukichi and sat herself down directly into his lap, her soft ass cheeks pressing hard against his groin through her long school skirt.
“M-Madame President! What are you doing!?” Tanukichi stammered.
“What’s the matter? There’s nothing wrong with a girl sitting on a man’s lap while they eat, is there?” Anna asked innocently. “After all, I remember doing this all the time with my father when I was little.”
“Yeah, but… you’re not so little anymore,” Tanukichi silently thought to himself as he felt his cock get reflexively hard against her rear.
“Now then, you just sit still and I’ll split the food between us.” Anna picked up some soup with Tanukichi’s spoon and softly blew on it to cool it. “Don’t worry, I promise you’ll get all the energy you need to keep going~”
“Uh… thank you, Anna. You’re too kind,” Tanukichi replied, trying to keep himself from twitching as Anna placed the spoon into his mouth. He wasn’t sure if Anna could actually feel how painfully hard his erection was through his pants, but if she did she certainly didn’t seem to mind in the slightest as continued feeding him and herself.
But despite Tanukichi’s uncomfortable position, the rest of the meal continued relatively normally, with Tanukichi’s new family idly chatting about their days and getting to know each other. They talked with Anna as well, but the silver-haired girl seemed to always keep her replies as brief as possible, as if they were her opponents in a chess match rather than the people hosting her.
“Ah! That was delicious! Thanks for making that, mom,” Tamaki said as the meal ended and they all stood up from the dining table. “Wait… is Yuria technically my mom now? Or would she just be my aunt or something?”
“Uh… let’s just go with ‘mom’,” Tanukichi answered.
“Thanks for stopping by to visit, Anna! It was such a delight to see you again,” Yua said as she stood up and brushed off her suit. “I look forward to seeing you in class tomorrow Tanukichi.”
“Oh! Didn’t Mr. Okuma tell you? I’m actually going to be staying the night. In fact, he promised me that I could stay here whenever I want! Wasn’t that so sweet of him?” Anna said as she hugged Tanukichi from behind.
“I don’t remember ever making that promise,” Tanukichi thought angrily. “Augh, but it’s not like I can contradict her. I guess Anna really would make a good SOX member.”
“Ah! The daughter of the famous Matsukage staying the night with us? My goodness! I would be so honored!” Yuria bowed her head deeply toward Anna. “What would you like to do until bedtime arrives? Perhaps we could play a game, or watch some television, or I could get you a book to-“
“Actually, I’m feeling rather tired already.” Anna gave an obviously exaggerated yawn. “I think it would be best for us to go to bed now, so we have more energy for tomorrow. Especially for you, Tanukichi; you look positively exhausted.”
“Oh, don’t worry about me! I’m fine!” Tanukichi insisted, though he couldn’t even fully stand up straight after his time with Anna earlier. “I’m sure I could stay awake for a few more hours! In fact, I think I’ll go for a jog right now!”
Tanukichi made a break for his front door but was stopped by a hand latching onto his collar.
“Heheh! Good one, Tanukichi! But we can all tell just how tired you really are. Going out there won’t do anything but get you hurt,” Anna said with a chipper smile as she dragged Tanukichi to his bedroom. “But don’t worry; I promise that you’ll sleep nice and soundly~”
Tanukichi swallowed audibly just before he was tossed onto his bed and stripped of his clothes. Anna tossed her clothes off a moment later and began crawling up the bed toward Tanukichi, licking her lips as her eyes looked hungrily at his dick.
“Hmm… you know, I just realized something,” Yuria interrupted, not reading the mood at all. “It’s going to be a little bit cramped if we’re all going to be sleeping on one bed together, isn’t it? Are you sure there’s enough room for all four of us?”
“At least you guys get a room,” Tamaki said from just outside the bedroom. “Tanukichi doesn’t have any other beds, so it looks like I’ll have to sleep on his couch tonight.”
“Uh… actually, you can sleep with us if you feel like it,” Tanukichi said, feeling sorry for the college girl. “It’s completely normal for people to sleep with their par-“
“Actually, it would probably be best if everyone but us slept outside,” Anna interrupted. “After all, we’re going to need lots of room on this bed for what we’re going to do with each other tonight. We still haven’t ensured that I’m a mommy yet, after all~”
“Hey, wait a second. You mean you’re going to have sex with him?” Tamaki asked. “Do you mind if I watch? I saw the video earlier, but… I still want to see the real thing.”
“Of course not, Tamaki! Just be sure to give us a wide berth, okay? I’d hate for you to get hurt~” With that, Anna lunged toward Tanukichi, intent on giving him another powerful kiss, but he just managed to stop her by placing his hands on her shoulders.
“W-wait! W-we can’t have sex again yet!” Tanukichi gasped, struggling as if he was stopping a wild dog from tearing his throat out. “We already had sex earlier today!”
“So? There’s nothing wrong with having sex with a woman more than once,” Anna replied. “You said so yourself during your demonstration!”
“Er, yes, I did, but… I still haven’t had sex with my wife, Yuria, yet!” Tanukichi said hastily. “It would be extremely rude to keep her waiting, especially since she’s my family now.”
“Really now?” Anna stopped trying to kiss Tanukichi and turned to the older woman standing beside the bed. “Well, perhaps she’s just not in the mood for sex right now. Have you thought of that? It would be such as shame if she were to force herself; in fact, she could even get hurt~”
Tanukichi shivered at how happy Anna sounded at that idea.
“Actually, I do want to have sex with Tanukichi,” Yuria replied as she began slipping out of her clothes. “Ever since I saw his demonstration on TV earlier, I’ve been waiting for my chance. To think that the way to have babies was so simple all along! If only my old husband and I knew that earlier.”
“I’d like to join in too, if I can,” Tamaki spoke up. “And while I might not be a wife, I’m still family, so I still get priority over Anna, right?”
“W-well, I guess that would make sense, but-“ Tanukichi paused as he looked back at Anna and saw how much she was drooling at the sight of his groin. He wasn’t worried about her innocence anymore, but he knew that if he went another round with her, he might just break like a twig. “-that’s completely right! I’m sorry, Anna, but I’m going to have to have sex with the two of them first before I can get to you.”
“Hmmph…” Anna’s face scrunched furiously as she gripped Tanukichi’s bed sheets so hard he thought they might tear in two. Then, just as soon as her rage boiled, it seemed to fade away like steam. “Very well then! I suppose I can wait in the interest of fairness; but that doesn’t mean I can’t join in to help things go smoothly.”
“Of course not,” Yua said from a chair next to Tanukichi’s bed, where she was quietly writing emails with her wrist-projected monitor. “I know from experience just how strange having sex with Tanukichi for the first time can feel. You need to be careful to avoid being completely overwhelmed.”
“Exactly! But don’t worry, I promise that you’ll get through this just fine!” Anna giggled as she grabbed Yuria and pulled her onto Tanukichi’s bed. She then spread her legs wide and displayed her naked pussy and the small tuft of black hair that rested above it. Tanukichi couldn’t help but blush at the sight, but his new wife simply sat there shamelessly as Anna brought her head down between Yuria’s legs.
“O-ooh! Ms. Nishikinomiya! What are you doing?” the older woman asked, shivering as she felt Anna’s tongue slide over her clit and in between her pink lower lips. “I-I don’t remember this in Tanukichi’s demonstration!”
“Actually, this was! Tanukichi said at the start that it’s important to have your flower well-lubricated so his cucumber can slip inside, and the best way to do that is with massaging,” Anna replied between powerful lashes of her tongue. “He didn’t say anything about how or who should do the massaging though.”
“I-I guess not, but still… you’re-aaaah! Making me feel so weird!” Yuria’s body tensed as she tried desperately to avoid being overwhelmed by the new sensations rushing up from her virgin sex. She didn’t want to cry out and possibly disturb their neighbors, but Anna’s tongue was so unnaturally talented at pleasuring her pussy that the battle was impossible to win, and soon the room was echoing with her lewd moans. “Ooooh, Anna! K-keep going! Please! Nyaaaah!”
Tanukichi couldn’t help but stare at the situation with a blush on his face and his eyes transfixed on their beautiful bodies. He’d seen Anna eat a woman out before at the gym, of course, but he was too distracted by his audience to pay much attention to that. But now he had a perfect, unobstructed view of the girl of his dreams going down another woman less than a foot away; he could see the way Yuria’s face contorted with every lick, the way her sweat-covered skin glistened in the light of his bedroom, and the way Anna’s pussy subtly moistened and twitched as she wiggled her ass in the air behind her. Tanukichi had already started to grow hard when they entered the bedroom, but this was what undeniably made him rock-hard.
“Ooooh, Anna! Y-you can stop now! I-I think I’m wet enough!” Yuria screamed, but Anna’s tongue refused to let up. “S-something’s about to happen! Something is… something… ah! Ah! Aaaaaah!”
Tanukichi and Tamaki watched with their mouths agape as an orgasm surged through Yuria’s body, making her toes curl and her body shake. What they couldn’t see was the way that her pussy writhed around Anna’s exploring tongue as it pressed as deep as possible, but they could tell the way Anna slurped that Yuria was flooding Anna’s mouth with arousal.
“Ah… there we go! Now you’re ready!” Anna said proudly as she wiped her mouth, finally pulling away a minute after Yuria’s first-ever orgasm ended. “Now, let’s get you inside, Tanukchi~”
“W-wait, give me a second to get re-“ Before Tanukichi could even finish his sentence, Anna grabbed him by the hips and shoved him toward Yuria, impaling his hard shaft without mercy into her hot pussy. “Aaaah!”
“There! Now you two are officially making babies together! Congratulations!” Anna said with a smile as she got behind Tanukichi and began thrusting his hips for him. “So, how does it feel?”
“It feels… good! Really good!” Yuria replied, still panting from her first orgasm. “In fact… it feels even better than your tongue! I had no idea I could ever feel so… full!”
“Good – I’m glad you’re appreciating it!” Anna said before she kissed Tanukichi’s neck from behind. “Only girls who appreciate Tanukichi deserve to be with him, after all~”
“H-hey, Anna, I appreciate all your help but… you don’t have to keep thrusting for me, you know,” Tanukichi pointed out as Anna kept ramming his dick in and out of his moaning wife. “If you keep going at this pace… I’m not sure how long I can last!”
“That’s the idea, my dear Tanukichi,” Anna whispered after a particularly hard thrust into Yuria’s hole. “The sooner you finish with your family, the sooner I can get another turn! So, don’t hold yourself back; let out all the seed that you want~”
Tanukichi let out a gasp as Anna began caressing his neck and licked his ear, all while maintaining the brutal pace of his hip thrusts. She was forcing him to go so fast that his hips were starting to get sore, but that was mostly buried underneath the rapturous pleasure of having Yuria’s folds wrap around his length. He never imagined thrusting into a woman this hard before, but thankfully it was clear by the look of glazed lust on her face that he wasn’t hurting her in the slightest. If anything, it seemed as though she moaned the loudest and squeezed the hardest around him whenever Anna made him give a particularly violent thrust.
“Oh my goodness! Tanukichi! Dear! Thank you so much… for showing what sex is like!” Yuria screamed, her breasts shaking bouncing with every thrust and drool now leaking out of her smiling mouth. “Making babies might be… the best feeling in the world! G-gaaaah!”
“Gnh!” Tanukichi grunted as Yuria came once again, which caused her walls to squeeze his shaft right as his tip approached her womb. “Y-Yuria! I’m getting close!”
“Really? Oh, I’m so proud that I was able to make you feel good, dear!” Yuria smiled and placed her hands lovingly on his shoulders. “Please… plant your seed! Give me the baby that my old husband never could! Fill me up!”
“Gaaaah!” Tanukichi gave one last grunt before his balls tightened and he began unloading into Yuria’s squeezing pussy. His potent seed flooded every corner of her womb, filling it to the brim and filling the older woman with a satisfying sense of warmth she had never experienced before. Tanukichi could feel Anna try to pull him back as he started cumming, but Yuria managed to hold him in place by wrapping her legs tightly around his waist.
“Wow… it just keeps going…” Tamaki said curiously as she watched the base of Tanukichi’s cock pulse.
“Aaaah… that was… incredible…” Yuria gasped as she felt Tanukichi’s cock finally stop twitching. “Thank you so much. I can already tell… I’m going to enjoy being your bride.”
“Yuria… you-“ Tanukichi began to say, only to be interrupted by Anna pulling hard on his shoulders and ripping him right out of Yuria’s pussy.
“Okay, you’re up next, Tamaki!” Anna announced cheerfully. “Please take off your clothes while I clean Tanukichi and his wife up a little so we can finish this as quickly as possible, okay?”
“R-right!” Tamaki blushed reflexively as she began to strip. She quickly tossed her t-shirt to the side, but she paused when she pulled down her red shorts when she noticed that a damp spot had appeared over the groin area. “Huh… that’s strange. My flower is wet even though no one massaged it.”
“D-don’t worry, that’s normal,” Tanukichi assured his step-daughter as Anna cleaned his dick with her tongue. “That’s just one of the ways a girl's body tells her-ah! That it wants to make a baby!”
“Really?” Tamaki reached down and touched her soaking sex with her fingers, accidentally massaging her clit in the process. “Ah! H-hey, dad… is it normal for girls to… massage themselves as well?”
“Y-yeah, that’s completely normal too,” Tanukichi replied, trying to ignore Anna’s tongue circling around his cockhead. “Women can massage themselves down there whenever they want. It’s a special kind of massage called ‘masturbation’.”
“Masturbation?” Tamaki repeated curiously. She then glanced back down toward her pussy and reached for it, gasping as she began stroking her clit deliberately. “Oooh… I like this, dad! It feels really good!”
“Yeah, but be careful not to do it too quickly. You don’t want to accidentally rub yourself raw,” Tanukichi said as Anna moved on to eating his cum out of Yuria. “And you can make yourself feel good by touching other spots too. Here, let me show you.”
Tanukichi reached over to Tamaki and began caressing different erogenous zones across her body, including along her sides and on her breasts. One of Tamaki’s hands followed closely behind Tanukichi’s while the other kept focusing on her clit, and as she kept going she felt the burning fire of arousal grow ever hotter inside her.
“I… I can’t believe I’m actually showing my daughter how to masturbate! This is so wrong!” Tanukichi thought silently to himself as his lesson continued. “No! She’s just my stepdaughter, not my real daughter. Heck, she was my classmate just this morning, and I wouldn’t have even hesitated to have sex with her back then! And she's older than me! So, there’s nothing awkward about doing this at all… it’s completely normal!”
Tanukichi repeated that mantra to himself as Tamaki grew so hot with arousal that she couldn’t help but pant.
“D-dad… I’m starting to feel strange too,” Tamaki warned. “I think… I’m going to have one of those orgasm things already!”
“Really? So soon?” Tanukichi asked in surprise.
“I can’t help it… I’ve never felt like this before, and… I can’t hold myself back!” Tamaki gripped her right breast as the finger on her clit moved so fast it became a blur. “Ah… ah… aaaaaaaah!” Tamaki threw her head back and let out a scream as her first orgasm shot through her body like a canon, paralyzing her. Her whole body shivered for a few moments before she collapsed backward – she would have fallen off the bed entirely if Tanukichi hadn’t moved to catch her.
“Tamaki! Are you alright?” Tanukichi asked as he held the schoolgirl in his arms.
“Y-yeah… I’m alright.” Tamaki said, slowly catching her breath. “I know Yuria said it would be powerful, but… I still wasn’t expecting an orgasm to feel like that!”
“Yeah, well, just be more careful next time, okay? You nearly hurt yourself when you fell over like that, you know.” Tanukichi smiled as she hugged Tamaki to his chest, allowing her to cuddle against his body. “And I’d hate if something were to happen to you because of me.”
“Thanks, Tanukichi… I promise I’ll be better prepared next time,” Tamaki assured him with a hug.
“Aww… a father for less than a day, and you’re already doing such a great job!” said Yua, smiling as she looked up from her work. “I really am lucky that I got to marry you, dear!”
“Er, I mean… I wasn’t doing anything any other guy wouldn’t do,” Tanukichi bashfully insisted.
“Oh, don’t sell yourself short, my dear Tanukichi; you’ve more than excellent father material,” Anna said as she finally removed her mouth from Yuria’s dripping sex and wiped her lips clean. “Which is one of the reasons I look forward to bearing your child so much~”
“That’d almost be sweet, if she didn’t say it in such a creepy way,” Tanukichi thought to himself as Anna crawled over his bed toward him.
“Although, it looks to me that Tamaki might have tuckered herself out just now,” Anna pointed out. “Perhaps it would be best for you two to have sex later when she’s recovered.”
“No!” Tamaki shouted. “Er, I mean… I… I really want to have sex right now.”
“Hmph! Fine… if you insist.” Anna huffed in disappointment as she laid Tamaki onto her back and helped Tanukichi line up with his hole. Yua could see the nervous look on her daughter’s face, however, and took a break from her work to hold Tamaki’s hand.
“Don’t worry, dear; you’ll do just fine,” Yua assured her daughter in a gentle voice.
“Alright… are you ready, Tamaki?” Tanukichi asked as he felt the tip of his dick press against her outer labia. When she nodded, he began to push himself forward, forcing his cock against her moist entrance until it finally slipped inside.
“Aaaaaah!” Tamaki cried out as she felt her virginity officially being taken.
“Are you okay, dear?” Yua asked lovingly as her daughter trembled.
“Yeah, it’s just… it feels bigger than it looks,” the schoolgirl replied.
“Don’t worry; I can take my time if you need to adjust,” Tanukichi assured her.
“Take your time?” Anna giggled softly as she placed her hands onto Tanukichi’s hips. “That’s very sweet of you, Tanukichi, but if you ask me it’s sometimes best if you show your children some… tough love~”
She then thrust Tanukichi’s body forward even harder than she had with Yuria, sheathing his entire cock into Tamaki’s moist sex in one swift motion.
“Eeeeeeeh!” Tamaki squealed and kicked her legs on reflex at the sensation of something so large stretching her inner folds, but that didn’t seem to garner any sympathy from Anna who kept forcing Tanukichi to thrust in and out of her. “OoOoOh… my body! It feels so hot, it’s like… I’m on fire!”
“S-slow down, Anna! You’re overwhelming her!” Tanukichi begged the silver-haired girl behind him as his cock kept bottoming out inside Tamaki.
“Slow down? What are you talking about? I’m just helping you two bond, after all!” Anna said with her usual saccharine smile over the sound of Tanukichi’s and Tamaki’s slapping hips. “Besides, it’s unhealthy for you to stay up too late, you know. The sooner you finish with this, the more rested you can be for school tomorrow!”
“I know you want us to do this quickly, but do you have to be so ro-aaah!” Tanukichi was cut off by his own moans as Anna slammed his body so hard into Tamaki that he could have sworn he felt her cervix kiss his glans.
“I’d pay less attention to me and more attention to your daughter, if I were you,” Anna said from behind Tanukichi. “It’s your duty to make sure she walks away from this with baby, right?”
“Yeah, I’m just… knocking up my own daughter, like any good father would!” Tanukichi thought to himself as he began caressing Tamaki’s tits. “No, no! She’s not really your daughter, and you’re not blood-related! There’s no reason to think this is weird!”
“Oh, daddy! Please, keep going! Don’t worry about me!” Tamaki moaned as her body began thrusting back against Tanukichi’s. “Nyaaah! I can’t wait to have your baby, dad! I hope they’re just as cute… as you are! Aaaaaah!”
“Ah!” Tanukichi gasped and his cock twitched deep inside Tamaki the instant she said the word ‘daddy’. “Of course she has to call me that while we’re doing it…” he silently lamented.
The pair continued on like this for a while, with Anna violently thrusting Tanukichi’s body into his stepdaughter while Tamaki held her mother’s hand. Tanukichi couldn’t tell exactly how many times Tamaki came during this frantic fuck, but it seemed almost as if he could feel her pussy clamp down around him with every other thrust. By the time Tanukichi’s orgasm began to approach, the schoolgirl’s senses were so overwhelmed with pure ecstasy that her tongue was hanging out of her mouth.
“T-Tamaki! I… I’m going to finish soon!” Tanukichi warned. “Are you sure you want me to… put my seed inside you?”
“Yes, daddy! Of course I do!” Tamaki replied, her voice breathless. “Please, give it to me! I want us… to be one together! Aaaaaaaah!”
Tamaki gripped Tanukichi’s arms hard as she came once again, mere moments before she felt his dick finally explode inside her. Every last drop of semen that he had left in his body splashed out into eager pussy, filling her core with a pleasant warmth that she wished she could have felt forever. Tamaki wasn’t sure how long the two embraced each other like that, as time seemed to stop for the couple as their worlds became nothing but ecstasy. But, eventually, their orgasms came to an end and they found themselves panting in each other’s arms.
“Mmm… that was fun, dad,” Tamaki said with a smile, her face dripping with sweat. “Can we do this again somet-“
“Alright, you’ve got your seed deposit! Now it’s my turn!” Anna frantically pulled Tanukichi off Tamaki’s body and began lathering his deflating cock with her tongue once again. “Now, get hard again so we can have even more fun! Don’t worry, I promise that I’ll blow what your family did straight out of the water!”
Anna’s ravenous tongue licked Tanukichi clean before traveling slowly from base to tip, her unadulterated desire evident with each lick she gave. But, no matter how much she licked or where she put her tongue, Tanukichi’s dick refused to get hard.
“Huh? What’s going on, Tanukichi? Why is your cucumber still soft?” Anna worriedly jerked Tanukichi’s dick in her hands. “Did I do something wrong? Did I break it!? Do we need to go to a hospital!? Don’t worry, I’ll call a doctor right away!”
“No, no, Anna! That won’t be necessary!” Tanukichi quickly spoke up as Yua helped her daughter cleaned herself up. “Nothing’s wrong!”
“Then why won’t you get hard?!” Anna shouted. “It was so lively just a minute ago, but now it’s less a cucumber and more like a noodle!”
“W-well, I hate to be the one to have to tell you this, but… I can’t keep having sex forever,” Tanukichi nervously explained. “I only have so much sperm stored inside me, after all. I’m also limited by things like hormones, and energy… basically, even the best racehorse needs a break every once in a while.”
“But there has to be something we can do to make you hard again!” Anna desperately grabbed Tanukichi by his shoulders. “There just has to be!”
“Well, there used to be drugs that could help with that, but I don’t think they make them in Japan anymore,” Tanukichi replied. “But, there’s always tomorrow at least, right? A-and we can still do things that don’t involve my cucumber!”
“Really?” Anna seemed to calm down a little. “Like what?”
“Well, uh… have any of you ever heard of ‘cuddling’ before?” Tanukichi asked. The four women in the room all shook their heads. “Well, it’s where after having sex, you lie down in bed together like this…” Tankichi lied down onto his bed and Anna and Tamaki both followed suit. “Then you place your bodies up together like this…” Tanukichi wrapped his arms around Anna’s body and held himself against it, enjoying the warm soft feeling of her flawless skin.
“And… then what?” Tamaki asked as she cuddled Tanukichi from behind.
“And then you go to sleep for the night!” Tanukichi replied. “It’s a great way to recover from sex and get your energy back to do it the next day. Plus, it… feels pretty nice too.”
“Yeah… I guess it does.” Anna smiled and enjoyed the feeling of Tanukichi’s arms around her and the warmth of his breath on her neck. “I suppose waiting for sex won’t be too bad if I at least get to sleep like this.”
“That’s the spirit!” Yua said as she changed out of her teacher’s outfit and into her pink nightgown. “Patience is a virtue that your family has taught Japan for decades, after all.”
“Would any of you like some water before we go to sleep?” Yuria asked next to the bed, still naked but no longer sweaty or dripping with arousal. “That was quite a workout, and I’d rather not have anyone get up to get a drink of water while we sleep.”
“I’ll have a small glass, thank you,” Anna replied. Yuria left for the kitchen and returned with a cup of water for Anna, who drank a little down before sharing it with Tanukichi and his stepdaughter. “Ah, much better! I have to say, your family has some good manners! It’s just such as shame you never had the chance to take the time to choose a proper wife.” Anna squeezed Tanukichi’s hand hard as she said that.
“Y-yeah, I’m disappointed at that too… but what can you do?” Tanukichi replied. “We have to follow the rules of morality, or else we’re no better than animals, right?”
“Yes, of course! No way around that at all!” Anna giggled softly and laid back down, allowing Tanukichi to snuggle her from behind once more. Yuria and Yua both climbed onto the bed as well shortly afterward, filling almost every inch of remaining open bedspace in the process. “Goodnight, Tanukichi; I’ll see you again in the morning.”
“Yeah… goodnight, Anna.” Tanukichi yawned and closed his eyes, drifting off into sleep as he enjoyed the warmth of the women all around him. Had this been the previous night, the feeling Tamaki’s breasts against his back and Anna’s rear against his groin likely would have kept him awake all night, but not that night. Now, the only one thing he lusted for, and that was rest.
“Mmm… aaaah!” Anna rubbed her eyes and yawned as sunlight peaked through Tanukichi’s blinds and into the room and onto her face. Beside her, Tanukichi and Tamaki were still sleeping soundly, but she could hear and smell Yua and Yuria preparing breakfast just outside the bedroom. “Goodmorning, Tanukichi! It’s the start of a brand new day! Do you think you’ve rested long enough?”
Anna turned around and shook Tanukichi lightly, but he only replied with a snore and drool.
“Aww… you look so adorable when you’re sleeping, Tanukichi~” Anna cooed. “But I’m afraid I’m going to have to wake you up anyways. You still have sperm to give me, don’t you? Eh?” Anna was going to shake Tanukichi again when she glanced down and noticed something by Tanukichi’s groin poking up at her through his bedsheets. “Ah! Could this be…”
Anna tore Tanukichi’s bedsheet from his body, revealing that his cock was standing straight up into the air.
“Hehehe! I see you can tell what I want even when you’re not awake! How perfect!” Anna clasped her hands to her face and licked her lips as she stared at Tanukichi’s throbbing shaft. “Mmm, I just hope that I’ll be able to wake up like this every day~”
“Hmm… ah…” Tanukichi mumbled in his sleep as he felt a strange pressure on his legs, followed by the feeling of something warm am moist wrapping around his dick. This was followed by a rhythmic slapping noise that even his tired mind couldn’t ignore, and his eyes finally began to flutter open – whereupon he was greeted by the sight of Anna’s bouncing breasts right in front of his face as the silver-haired girl rode his cock like a woman possessed. “M-madame president! What are you doing!?”
“Ooooh, good morning, my dear Tanukichi~” Anna greeted casually as she kept fucking herself on his shaft. “I’m sorry to wake you, but when I woke up this morning I discovered a miracle that couldn’t be ignored! Your cucumber had gotten hard even though you were still asleep!”
“Th-that’s not a miracle, Anna!” Tanukichi tried to explain, though it was hard to keep his voice steady with Anna’s folds wrapping around his cock like a vice. “It’s called ‘morning wood’, and it’s a natural rea- aaaah!”
Tanukichi grunted and closed his eyes as his balls clenched and he began firing his first load of the day into Anna’s hungry snatch.
“Aaaah~ I missed this feeling so much!” Anna cooed and shivered in pure ecstasy as she ground her hips from side to side to prolong Tanukichi’s orgasm. “Definitely worth the wait!”
“Oh! So, you’re all finally up!” Yuria said as she poked her head into the bedroom and Tamaki began to stir as well. “We’ve got breakfast and lunches all ready for you, so come on out and eat whenever you’re ready!”
“C-coming!” Tanukichi replied as he pushed Anna off of him and hastily put on some blue pajamas. He then went out to the kitchen and sat at his dining table just in time for Yuria to serve him a plate of pancakes with orange juice.
“Eat up, dear! I know you have a long day of teaching morals ahead of you today!” The older woman smiled and greeted Tanukichi with a kiss on the cheek. “Yua’s in the shower, by the way, but she promised me that she’d be done as soon as she can. We’ve got five people in here and only one bathroom, so we’ll each have to use our time in there efficiently if we’re going to get to school and work on time!”
“R-right, of course.” Tanukichi nodded and moved to take a bite of his pancakes, only for Anna to snatch his fork away.
“Ah-ah! No feeding yourself! You have to save all your energy, after all~” Anna said playfully. “Now open your mouth and say ‘aaah’…” She moved the fork toward Tanukichi’s face, but she was abruptly interrupted by the sound of knocking on Tanukichi’s apartment door. “Eh? A visitor at this hour? Who could that be?”
“Oh no… that’s probably my landlord. I just remembered that my lease says I can’t have multiple people living in here without the building’s permission.” Tanukichi let out a tired sigh. “Don’t worry, I’ll take care of this somehow.”
Tanukichi walked to his front door and opened it – but instead of an older Japanese man staring back at him as he expected, Tanukichi found a woman with spiky, shoulder-length brown hair, fair skin, a pristine white military uniform complete with an officer’s hat, a dark red tie, and a long scar on her left cheek that went all the way up to her left eye. She smiled a familiar smile the instant she saw Tanukichi, clearly trying to come across as friendly but nonetheless appearing terrifying.
“W-what!?” Tanukichi jumped up in shock the moment he got a good look at the older woman. “No, it can’t be… what are you doing here?”
“What can I say? I just had to stop by to see how you were doing,” the woman said before stepping forward and kissing Tanukichi passionately on the lips. “After all; it’s not every day that your son becomes Japan’s new moral compass.”
Notes:
Hey, everyone! Sorry that it's been a while since I've updated, but things in real life have been hard. College is taking up more and more time, I need to start looking for a job, and my financial situation suddenly got a lot worse. I managed to find some time to write this chapter, though, and I hope you all liked it. It doesn't have anything particularly experimental in it, and Tanukichi didn't wildly alter any societal norms, but rest assured that Japanese society is going to be changing very drastically in the chapters to come.
Anyways, thank you to everyone who commented on the last chapter and who encouraged me to keep writing! You're all amazing, and you're the reason that I'm still writing this story. So please, leave a comment on this chapter as well if you get the chance; I'd love to hear your feedback, questions, and ideas! I'd especially love to know what you think of what I've been doing with Anna, and I'd appreciate it if you pointed out any spelling or grammatical errors that you spot as well!
Finally, someone suggested in the comments of the previous chapter that I should create an ongoing list of the things that Tanukichi has normalized over the course of the story, and I think I'll start doing that now. So, here's the most comprehensive list I could make of all the changes he's made, including the ones in this chapter:
Things that are now normal:
Sex between married men and women.
Sex between Tanukichi and any woman he wants.
Sex in Public.
Lewd Pictures of Women.
Women must greet Tanukichi with a kiss.
Women may kiss each other as a greeting.
Tanukichi can use women's restrooms and locker rooms whenever he wants.
Any married woman who kisses Tanukichi marries him.
Women flashing their tits at someone is a sign of mild disrespect.
Tanukichi can cheat on tests and not get in trouble.
Tanukichi can grope and play with ("massage") any woman he wants to at any time
Tanukichi must have sex with any woman who asks.
If a woman asks Tanukichi for sex and he is busy, or if too many women ask at once, then the girls must give Tanukichi their phone number so Tanukichi can call them up for sex later. It is expected that Tanukichi will fuck them all eventually.
Tanukichi has stated that women having sex is normal, but has not elaborated to anyone yet how women have sex.
Male masturbation.
Tanukichi casually impregnating women.
Women never wearing panties.
Polygamy (for Tanukichi, at least).
Women eating sperm out of other women's pussies.
Female masturbation.
Step-incest (for Tanukichi, at least).
Tanukichi's step daughters have to greet him with 'special' kisses.
Entire family sleeping in a bed together.Okay, everything I think. I'll spend some time writing for some of my other stories after this: first Shuichi's Sexy Psyche Taxi, and then Panty and Stocking with Brief in MK Land. So, you might have to wait a little bit for another update, but I hope you'll all keep sticking with me and enjoying my writing!
Chapter 14: Introducing the Iron Mother
Notes:
(See the end of the chapter for notes.)
Chapter Text
Tanukichi stared in shock out his apartment door as he tried desperately to comprehend what had just happened to him. His own mother, Ranko Okuma, known far and wide as the infamously dangerous Full Metal Ogress, had just given him a full lover’s kiss on the lips. His heart was a whirlpool of emotions, with fear mixing with confusion and disgust at the taboo he had just broken, but with a hint of arousal underneath it all. It was all so much that he had to brace himself against the doorframe just to stop himself from falling over.
“Well?” Ranko interjected, breaking Tanukichi out of his stupor. “Are you just going to keep staring at me, or are you going to invite your mother in like a good son?
“H-huh?” Tanukichi hastily stood up straight. “Y-yes. Please, mother, come inside.” Tanukichi stepped out of Ranko’s way and turned back to face the women at his dining table. “Everyone, I’d like you all to meet my… my mother.”
“Oh, so you’re the famous moral crusader that I’ve heard so much about.” Yua stood up and shook Ranko’s hand. “My name is Yua Okuma, one of your son’s teachers and newest wife. Over there is my daughter Tamaki, who I suppose is now technically your granddaughter. Allow me to take the opportunity to say that it is an honor to meet you; I have long admired your work in cleaning up the dirtiest parts of Japan.”
“The honor is all mine - it’s teachers like you instilling proper virtues into the next generation that are the true moral backbone of society.” Ranko shook Yua’s hand before moving onto the other older woman at the table. “And who might you be?”
“My name is Yuria Okuma, and I’m Tanukichi’s first wife,” the clerk replied, taking her turn to shake Ranko’s hand and kiss her on the lips. “It wasn’t an honor I planned on having, but I must say that it has been quite an enjoyable experience so far.”
“That’s good to hear; I’d be more than a little disappointed if my son turned out to be a bad husband,” Ranko said, causing Tanukichi to shiver in fear behind her. “And you must be… Anna, aren’t you? Matsukage’s daughter?”
“Ah, so you remember me! How lovely!” Anna smiled sweetly as she went in to kiss Ranko as well, causing her oversized breasts to press against the other woman’s relatively flat chest in the process. “It’s so nice to see you again. May I ask what brings you out to our neck of the woods?”
“Funny; I was just about to ask you the same thing,” Ranko replied, taking off her military jacket and sitting down at the table in the last unused chair as Yua gave her a fresh plate of pancakes. “Shouldn’t you be at home with your mother?”
“Me? Why, I was just helping take care of Tokioka’s favorite student, is all,” Anna said innocently, though her moist pussy hidden underneath her skirt told a different story. “He is helping make Tokioka an even more moral place, after all.”
“How sweet of you; I expected nothing less of Japan’s pinnacle of womanhood,” Ranko complimented, tipping her hat. “As for me, I came here to see my son as well. You see, I’ve spent the last few years hunting down all obscene material that I could, but for the last few months our computers haven’t labeled even a single sheet of paper for sterilization. So, I was considering whether or not to retire when I heard about what Tanukichi here was up to; so I decided that I can continue to do my part by joining forces with my son to eliminate indecency once and for all.”
“Wow… how inspiring! Truly, all those medals you’ve been given have been well-earned!” Yua said, clapping her hands together as her eyes sparkled with admiration.
“Thank you for the compliments, but I must admit that I’m not motivated entirely by selfless reasons,” Ranko replied. “To tell the truth, I’d gotten somewhat lonely working out in the field for so long, and I wanted to spend time with my son again. So, I hope you don’t mind having an extra wife around the house.”
“W-wait, another wife!?” Tanukichi stammered. “You don’t mean-”
“Yep; even if he’s an arrested criminal, I never actually got around to divorcing my old husband. Which means, given the rules that Taunukichi revealed to society, I am now his.” Ranko smiled and looked up at Tanukichi. “Now, I expect you to take good care of me, okay? Just because I’m a soldier doesn’t mean you can slack off.”
“...” Tanukichi just stood there, mouth agape, too shocked to think of any sort of reply. After all, what was there to say after a revelation like that?
“Oh my! Well, this is unexpected, but I assure you that we’ll all be delighted to have you here with us,” Anna said politely before dropping her knife onto the floor next to her. “Ooops, clumsy me! Let me go get that.”
Anna leaned down to pick up the knife and, in the process, brought up her foot from underneath the table to deliver a swift and powerful kick directly to Ranko’s face. Seeing this coming, Tanukichi flinched and moved to cover his eyes, but the blow never landed. Instead, Ranko blocked the kick easily with the back of her hand.
“You really must be more careful, dear Anna,” Ranko advised cooly. “It is rude to drop someone else’s dining ware, after all.”
“Yes, of course; how thoughtless of me!” Anna apologized, blinking in surprise as she sat back down in her seat. “I really don’t know what came over- ooops~”
This time, Anna ‘accidentally’ picked up her plate of pancakes and tossed it, hurling it like a frisbee directly toward Ranko’s windpipe. The older woman, however, didn’t even flinch as she caught the plate perfectly without so much as dropping a crumb off it.
“Again with the silly mistakes… and here I thought your mother taught you grace,” Ranko said, putting the plate down as everyone else at the table shivered in a mix of fear and confusion. “If something like that happens again, I may have to ask you to leave.”
“M-my apologies; I promise, it won’t happen again.” Anna bowed her head respectfully. “It’s just… this table is rather crammed, don’t you think? And getting a bigger table would be such a pain… perhaps it would be better for everyone if a few of Tanukichi’s wives went to live somewhere else, don’t you think?”
“Nonsense; a husband and wife living in different homes? Preposterous; that kind of thinking is the first step toward loss of love, and divorce,” Ranko countered. “If he needs more room, then he should just get a bigger place. After all, it is a man’s duty to take care of his spouse, and I don’t see how having multiple changes that. If anything, having more wives just multiplies that responsibility. Unless, of course, you think my son isn’t up to the task.”
“No, of course not!” Anna bowed her head instantly, apologizing twice as hard. “I would never think of insulting my dear Tanukichi, the most precious man in all Japan!”
“Don’t worry, I know you wouldn’t.” Ranko pat Anna gently on the head, eliciting a soft coo from the silver-haired girl. “Now, let’s all return to breakfast, shall we?
“Gah!?” Tanukichi nearly fell over from what felt like the fifth heart attack of that day. “A-a new place!? How am I supposed to afford that?” he thought silently.
“Oooh, a new home? That would be really nice,” said Tamaki. “There’s barely enough room for any of my stuff here, and I’d like to have my own bathroom again if I can.”
“I’ll, uh, see what I can do, sweetie,” Tanukichi replied, his left eyelid twitching.
“That’s the spirit! Now, let's return to our breakfast, shall we?” Ranko said. “It would be a shame if any of us didn’t have enough energy to complete our days. Especially you, Tanukichi! You’ll have a lot of women out there waiting for you to give them children, and I won’t have my son slacking off!”
“Y-yes ma’am!” Tanukichi gave a hasty salute and returned to eating his food double-time. “Augh, I can’t believe this is happening… of all the people I had to kiss today, why did it have to be her!?” he thought to himself as he chewed. “But on the other hand… she actually managed to get Anna to back off without even breaking a sweat. I guess I shouldn’t be too surprised since she’s fought hundreds of ‘pervert’ holdouts all over the world, but that was still more than I could ever do by myself. Maybe having her around as a wife won’t be so bad after all…”
Tanukichi paused for a moment before slapping himself in the face.
“What am I thinking!? I can’t be married to my own mother! That’s the most perverted thing imaginable!” he screamed inside his own head. “I’ll have to gouge my own eyes out to atone for such a grievous sin!”
His hands shook in panic for a few moments before he took a few breaths and regained his composure.
“No, no! There’s no need to panic; after all, I haven’t done anything dirty with her yet. I just gave her a kiss, and everyone knows it’s perfectly normal to kiss your mother!” he reasoned to himself. “Granted, the kisses aren’t usually so… intimate… but my point still stands! All I have to do is avoid having sex with her, and I should be fine!”
“So, if you don’t mind me asking, what else has Tanukichi been up to besides giving me some new daughters-in-law?” Ranko asked, striking up a casual conversation.
“He’s been quite active, to say the least,” Yuria replied. “He’s done so many favors for improving the morality of Japan… banning sinful underwear… improving the way we greet each other… giving us the gift of children again… and teaching us how to have more fun while he’s at it too!”
“Yes, it has been quite amazing,” Yua agreed with a nod. “And to think, it’s all because of your ero-ist husband for teaching him about lewdness all those years ago.” Yua moved to take another bite of her food but stopped herself when she realized how insensitive that comment was. “Er, sorry… I didn’t mean to bring him up so callously…”
“Don’t worry, it’s fine; I don’t mind talking about my husband-, sorry, ex-husband at all,” Ranko replied casually.
“Really?” Yua blinked a few ways in surprise. “Well, if you don’t mind me asking then… why did one of the most moral women in Japanese history ever choose to marry someone who was so… debauched? Did he trick you? Or use some kind of mind control?”
Tanukichi thought he heard his mother laugh for a moment, but it was hard to tell.
“No, he didn’t do anything at all like that,” Ranko explained. “I know this might sound a little strange, but the simple fact of the matter was he was a kind and charming man, and we still loved each other deeply even if we usually disagreed on politics.”
“Charming? Kind? That doesn’t sound like the man described in the news reports at all,” said Yuria.
“Well, the news doesn’t always tell the complete story,” Ranko replied. “Still, I agreed with the decision to lock him up in prison; a man who disrupts the peace like that doesn’t deserve to be free in public.”
“R-right, of course…” Tanukichi said as he nervously glanced down at the floor. “Exactly what he deserved… after all…” Tanukichi stood up and put his hand over his heart to repeat the mantra that his mother ingrained in him ever since he was a child. “It is our duty to Japan and our future to be pure and sinless!”
“Mmm, it warms my heart to hear that you’re both so loyal to the morality of Japan even with your sinful family connections~” Anna said with a smile. “And to think that there could be anyone out there who might doubt you.”
“Yeah… to think anyone would…” Tanukichi tried not to glare at Anna as he sat back down and finished his food. “Alright, I think I’ll go finish getting ready for school now… I’ll, uh, try not to take up too much time showering.”
“Would you like me to come with you?” Ranko offered as he stood up. “It would save on time and hot water if we both showered; plus, with the both of us naked it would be the perfect opportunity for you to give me a child.”
“Bwah!?” Tanukihci nearly tripped over his own feet as he spun around. “You want to have a child… with me!?”
“Of course; why wouldn’t I?” Ranko replied simply. “You’ve said before that there is nothing wrong with a husband and wife making babies together. Plus, I’ve seen the population statistics and I know how rapidly our nation’s population has been dropping; with a crisis like that going on, you wouldn’t really think of turning me down, would you?”
“N-no, of course not!” Tanukichi put up his hands defensively as his mother’s glare shot through him like bullets. “It’s just… making sure you were pregnant would take so much time, you know? A-and it’s a sin to be late to your first class at school…”
“Hmmph… I suppose you have a point.” Ranko sighed. “Fine; hurry up and finish getting ready, but I expect you to take responsibility once we get there.”
“R-right, of course…” Tanukichi said before rushing to the bathroom. “Jeez… maybe having Anna draining me dry isn’t that bad of a fate after all…”
Half an hour later, Tanukichi and everyone else in the apartment were washed, dressed, and ready to go start their days.
“Here you are, dear,” Yuria said as she handed Tanukichi a boxed-lunch that she had made. “Now, I’ll be at work at the convenience store, but know that I’ll still be thinking about you, alright?”
“Of course, dear… I’ll, uh, be sure to think about you too,” Tanukichi said as he waved her goodbye. “So this is what it’s like to say goodbye to a spouse before work… it feels… strangely nice?”
“Alright, Tanukichi; let’s get going!” Anna said as she grabbed Tanukichi by the hand. “We’ll need to hurry if we want to make it to the train station in time!”
“R-right behind you Ann-aaaah!” Tanukichi let out a gasp of pain as he found his other arm suddenly trapped by a grip even stronger than Anna’s.
“Train?” Ranko said as she gripped her son’s wrist. “There’s no reason to worry about that; I have a car, so I can just drive you all to school myself.”
“Aww, that’s so sweet of you, Mrs. Okuma! But we really wouldn’t want to bother you~” Anna smiled sweetly as she tugged on Tanukichi’s arm, making the college boy feel like he was about to rip in half.
“It’s no trouble at all, really. I insist!” Ranko pulled so hard that only Anna relenting in her grip prevented him from losing an arm. “Besides, I assure you that my car is much less cramped than those trains; you’ll actually be able to spend some quality time together.”
“Quality time?” Anna’s eyes lit up for a moment. “Well, I suppose that wouldn’t be too bad…”
“Great; then follow me.” Ranko turned around and led everyone down to the apartment parking lot.
“So, where exactly did you p-” Tanukichi's eyes widened as he spotted a ‘car’ that dwarfed all the others. “Hold on, is that an APC!?”
“I know; it’s double parked, but there simply weren’t any spaces big enough for it,” Ranko said casually as she took out her keys and wirelessly unlocked the oversized white vehicle. “You can all ride in the back, and be careful; the guns are loaded.”
“Wow, a real army car… I never thought I’d get to see one up close,” Tamaki said with fascination as she walked into the back of the APC and took a seat. “Is this the same model that the Morality Police uses on their raids?”
“The very same,” Ranko answered over a speaker from the driver’s seat. “Now everyone, have a seat and buckle-up, and we’ll get going.”
Tanukichi, Tamaki, and Yua all took random seats around the APC, but Anna seemed to hesitate when she walked in.
“Hmm… well, looks like there’s not enough room; guess we’ll have to share a seat~” Before Tanukichi could react, Anna had sat down in his lap, pressing her soft ass cheeks hard against Tanukichi’s groin.
“Gah! Anna! What are you doing!?” Tanukichi couldn’t help but grunt as the silver-haired girl grinded herself shamelessly against him. “There’s plenty of room! You don’t have to-”
“Ooops; my fingers slipped again,” Anna said as she buckled her seat belt around herself and her captive. “I guess we’ll have to stay like this until we get there~”
“Alright, everyone buckled-in? Then let’s go!” Ranko hit the gas pedal of the APC and took off, causing everyone to jolt in their seats. Anna didn’t seem to mind bouncing a little bit in Tanukichi’s lap, though, and giggled as they went.
“Ah, now this is what I call a morning commute~” Anna said with a soft moan.
“Well, it’s not traditional, but at least it gets the job done,” Yua said next to them as she held onto her briefcase tightly. “So, Tanukichi dear; what lessons about morality will you be teaching us today?”
“H-huh?” Tanukichi grunted a little in confusion .”Lesson?”
“Of course; there’s still a lot to teach us about proper morality, right?” Yua asked. “You do seem to never run out of previously unknown rules, after all.”
“Y-yeah, I guess so.” Tanukichi laughed nervously. “So, uh, today I’m going to teach the school about…” Tanukichi said the first thing that popped into his head. “... girls!”
“Girls?” Yua looked at Tanukichi curiously. “That sounds lovely, but could you please be more specific?”
“Well, uh…” Trying to find a way out, Tanukichi thought back to the previous day and his encounter with Otome. “We’ll be talking about how girls can have sex with… other girls.”
“What!?” Tamaki and Yua both gasped in shock, though Anna seemed to be too busy drooling as she ground her hips to notice what Tanukichi had said. “A girl having sex with another girl… that can’t really be possible, can it? I mean, women don’t even have cucumbers like guys do.”
“D-don’t worry, it’s possible, I promise,” Tanukichi replied. “And I promise, I’ll let everyone know during an assembly today at noon, okay?”
“Sex between women? That’s… an interesting idea,” Ranko said over the APC speakers. “That’s a presentation I’ll definitely have to watch…”
A few minutes later, and they finally arrived at the school, which surprisingly had a parking space big enough for the APC, and they all filed out one by one to enter the school.
“So, now that you’re actually here with us, what do you plan on doing exactly? Follow Tanukichi around as a kind of assistant?” Yua asked as Ranko hopped out of the vehicle.
“No… I’ve learned by now that my little boy doesn’t like to be smothered too much,” Ranko replied. “Instead, I’ll be going around the school to help make sure that everyone is following a proper moral code, and punish anyone who is not. And Tanukichi…”
“Y-yes, ma’am?” Tanukichi stood up at attention once again.
“As a non-student, I can’t attend classes with you, but if you ever find a spare moment to give me a child… please, do not hesitate to call,” she said as casually as if she were asking him to pick up a carton of milk.
“Of course, mother. I’ll try to find time.” Tanukichi bowed and, with that, he was left alone with Anna, who clung to his arm as they walked into the school together. “Y-you know, walking me to class really isn’t necessary…”
“I know it’s not necessary; it’s a privilege.” Anna squeezed Tanukichi’s arm even tighter and rubbed her face against his head. “Though, not as big of a privilege as having your seed inside me, of course.” Anna placed a hand over her lower abdomen. “Do you really think I might be carrying your child right now? I sure hope so…”
“You… seem really happy about that idea, huh?” said Tanukichi. “You do remember that I said pregnancy is a very unpleasant thing, right?”
“I know, but to be honest… if it means to be closer to you, Tanukichi, I couldn’t care less~” Anna replied sweetly before her tone suddenly turned a bit more serious. “It’s a little hard to describe, but… when you first planted your seed inside me, it felt so… right! Like, it was almost like my whole life had left up to that moment! Yes, I know it sounds silly, but… I honestly can’t think of a time I’d ever been happier than that day.”
She then walked in front of Tanukichi, took his hands in hers, and looked him in the eye.
“So thank you so much for doing that with me, Tanukichi. You have no idea how much that moment meant to me… and if it meant being with you, then there isn’t any pain I wouldn’t suffer through.”
“Anna…” Tanukichi’s eyes sparkled as he stared back into Anna’s gaze. “That is the sweetest thing anyone has ever-”
“Mr. Okuma.” Suddenly, Tanukichi was interrupted by the door to the classroom next to him slamming open, revealing Hyouka Fuwa standing in the doorway clad in her usual white lab coat. “There you are. If it wasn’t for the tracker I had implanted in you, I would have started to worry that you were going to be late.”
“Gyaaah!?” Tanukichi jumped up in surprise. “D-don’t sneak up on us like that Hyouka!”
“Oh! Good morning, Ms. Fuwa; it is a delight to see you as always,” Anna greeted, nonplussed as she kissed the green-haired girl on the lips. “My, you look well-rested today.”
“Why, thank you,” Hyouka replied. It was true; the dark bags underneath her eyes were a full shade lighter than they were the day before. “Tanukichi’s informative presentation yesterday did a lot to ease my stress and help me sleep. However, I must confess that I still did not get the full recommended eight hours because of a new project that I’ve been working on.”
“New… project?” Tanukichi could feel the hair on the back of his neck stand up. “What exactly are you talking about?”
“Do you remember the conversation that we had yesterday about what makes a man reproductively successful?” Hyouka answered. “Well, while our medical textbooks contain very little about reproduction, there is still a lot of information about hormones, growth, and cell division… and as such, I think I may have found a way to manipulate the process. However, I’ll need your help to test my prototypes.”
“Well, as much as I’m sure Tanukichi would love to spend time with you, I’m afraid he has to get to class now,” Anna said, moving to pull the college boy away.
“Don’t worry, that won’t be necessary,” the voice of Ayame said as she walked up behind Hyouka. “His first class today is Biology, so I just told his teacher that he’d be learning it with us instead. They said it was okay, so we don’t have to worry about a thing!”
“I don’t know… is it really okay for him to leave me-, er, I mean , skip out on normal class like that?” Anna asked. “Why , he could be missing so much valuable information!”
“I understand the risks for Tanukichi’s scholastic development, but I assure you that the potential benefit is well worth the risk,” Hyouka assured her. “If this formula is successful, then Tanukichi may be able to triple or even quadruple the amount of times he’ll be able to engage in reproduction each day, and his chances of conception could increase tenfold.”
“You mean… I’ll get to have sex with my beloved even more!?” Anna’s eyes lit up with pink hearts as she put her hands to her face and licked her lips. “Well, why didn’t you say so! He’s all yours~”
“H-hey, hang on a second! Maybe going to class would be the better idea…” Tanukichi said as he took some steps back.
“Oh, don’t be shy - it’s just a little experiment!” Ayame said as she grabbed Tanukichi’s wrist and pulled him into the empty science classroom. “It’ll be over before you know it!”
“Have fun, Tanukichi, dear!” Anna called out as she waved goodbye. “Let me know right away if you have good results!”
“Alright, I guess I’m doing this…” Tanukichi began to sweat subtly as Hyouka and Ayame sat him down onto a nearby desk. “So, are you going to start me on some kind of supplement, or a special diet…”
“Unfortunately, that isn’t an option; when I tried oral remedies on my rat test subjects, the results were always insufficient,” Hyouka said as she rummaged through a black medical back nearby. “Fortunately, the results were much more potent when my formula was applied… intravenously.”
Tanukichi felt all the blood drain out of his face as Hyouka pulled out a ridiculously-sized needle filled with a viscous blue fluid.
“Gah! Ayame! What the heck have you gotten me into!?” he whispered to the student body vice-president.
“You mean, what the ‘hell’, Tanukichi,” Ayame replied. “I have my phone open, so you can say whatever you want.”
“That’s not the point!” Tanukichi whisper-shouted. “You can’t just sign people up for random medical experiments without their permission!”
“What’s the matter, Tanukichi? You stick it in girls all the time; isn’t it fair for one of them to stick it in you for once?” Ayame teased.
“This is completely different, and you know it!” Tanukichi growled.
“Hmm, good point… your needle isn’t nearly as big!” Ayame joked. “Or at least, it isn’t yet. Trust me, I saw the results on some of the rats, and they were very promising.”
“But I’m not a rat… though, I’m starting to think someone here might be…” Tanukichi grumbled.
“ Gasp! Tanukichi, was that a real, biting insult from you? Oh, I’m so proud of you, my little horny protege!” Ayame tousled Tanukichi’s hair. “Maybe one day we’ll actually get you to start being creative!”
“Alright, the needle is ready,” Hyouka announced, turning back toward the cell-phone duo. “Assistant, if you would please apply the tourniquet.”
“Yes ma’am!” Ayame rolled up one of Tanukichi’s sleeves and tied a piece of rubber tightly around his upper arm.
“Ah! You could at least pretend not to enjoy this as much,” Tanukichi quietly grumbled.
“Oh, I assure you, this hurts you a lot more than it hurts me,” Ayame replied, though she could barely keep her professional veneer up at this point. “We’re ready when you are, Ms. Fuwa!”
“Excellent; now please, hold still and this will be over before you know it.” Hyouka brought the needle to Tanukichi’s arm and prepared to penetrate. Unable to bring himself to look, Tanukichi closed his eyes and tried to think of something, anything else as he felt the sharp needle sink inside him. A minute later the painful metal device was finally removed, and Hyouka applied a bandage before removing the tourniquet. “There; the operation is now complete.”
“There; that wasn’t so bad, now was it?” Ayame asked as she let Tanukichi go.
“Yeah, I guess not…” He replied, though his arm was still a little sore.
“Well… how do you feel?” Hyouka asked curiously with a clipboard in hand. “Have you noticed any new sensations? Smells? Tastes? Do you sense any sort of physiologic changes?”
Tanukichi looked under both of his arms. “No; I can’t say I feel any different than before.”
“Strange… we should have started to at least see some preliminary effects by now.” Hyouka flipped through her notes. “Perhaps I used the wrong excipient, or the wrong combination of ingredients.”
“Well, thanks for letting me be your guinea pig, but I really should get back to cl-” Tanukichi once again found himself interrupted, but this time the interruption came from a source much closer to home. “Aaaah!” Feeling a sudden heat radiating from his groin, Tanukichi gripped at his crotch and nearly fell to the floor. “Ooooh my fu-, er, gosh! W-what is this feeling? It’s like… my body is on fire!’
“Ah, yes, I see what went wrong; in my calculations for effect time, I failed to take into account how a human’s increased body fat may raise the volume of distribution and increase the time of onset,” Hyouka said as she coolly took notes above Tanukichi. “This course is much more like what we expected to see.”
“M-my pants… they’re so… tight!” Tanukichi grunted, gripping his groin harder.
“Really? Let me see!” Ayame said, reaching for his pants. “Er, I mean, for scientific purposes, of course.”
She then undid Tanukichi’s belt and pulled down his pants, revealing his cock to the world. At first, it just seemed to be no bigger than it was at full arousal, but as the two girls stared they saw it get bigger… and bigger… and bigger, until the tip was touching Ayame’s forehead right above the rim of her black glasses.
“Gah… Tanukichi… you’re… you’ve become… a monster!” Ayame said as stepped back and got a good, long look at the Tanukichi’s new and improved genitals. The shaft of his dick was almost twice as thick as it was before, and now stood at just under ten inches in length. If Hyouka wasn’t around, there was no doubt in Ayame’s mind that she would have called it a womb-puncher, a pussy-breaker, a throat-filler, the kind of salami more commonly found behind a deli counter than in a boy’s pants. “Wow… this stuff really worked!”
“Yes, I do suppose that it has - though I’ll have to run a test to be sure.” Hyouka put on some rubber gloves and grabbed a glass test tube. “Last time I collected a sample from Tanukichi, I looked at it under a microscope and noticed that there was a certain amount of wiggling sperm inside. If this treatment really worked, then I should be able to observe an increase in the amount of sperm in a new sample.”
“Oh, is that all?” Ayame smiled and sat down onto a nearby chair. “Well then, why don’t we let Tanukichi use that ‘masturbation’ stuff you told me about and get you a new sample.”
“It seems as though Mr. Okuma is already two steps ahead of you, Ms. Kajou,” Hyouka said as she pointed back to Tanukichi, who was now furiously rubbing his dick up and down.
“Heh, figures,” she said under her breath.
“So… hot… have to… cool down!” Tanukichi grunted, not caring in the slightest that two cute girls were watching him do this. “Must… have… more!”
“M-more?” Ayame stared down nervously at Tanukichi’s over-engorged cock as he stepped closer to her. “H-hold on there, big guy! Now, I know you’re a little bit pent-up right now, but let’s not do anything hasty! You don’t know how to use a ripe banana like that one yet.”
“Indeed; as much as I would enjoy to have data on how this serum has directly affected your mating abilities, we can’t let your sperm be contaminated by her flower's fluids,” Hyouka interjected.
“But… just my hand alone… even with lotion, I don’t think my hand alone is going to be enough…” Tanukichi’s breath grew hot as his eyes drifted towards Ayame’s chest. “Hey… wait a second… I think I know of a way I can get through this.”
“You… you do?” This time, Ayame was the one who was starting to sweat.
“Yeah… it's an ancient stress-relieving technique passed down for generations called… paizuri.” Tanukichi reached for Ayame’s shirt and tore it open, sending buttons flying in all directions as he revealed her white bra to the classroom. Ayame blushed but didn’t resist as Tanukichi sat down in a chair and brought Ayame down with him, placing her onto her knees and his dick between her soft breasts.
“Pai… zuri? Doesn’t that mean ‘breast rub’?” Hyouka asked curiously.
“That’s right; it’s a very special technique that women can use to make men feel good.” Tanukichi’s dick twitched as he lathered his length in a thick layer of opaque lotion. “It’s a respected art style and, hundred of years ago, Japanese women who were good at it were revered above all others. “Though, women were only expected to do this with the men that they most admired, of course.”
“Well, that should not be a problem with Ayame then; everyone in the country admires you as their moral compass, after all,” Hyouka observed.
“Yeah… I suppose I should feel honored for getting the opportunity to do this, shouldn’t I?” Ayame asked, her reluctant look quickly shifting to that of pure confidence as she removed her bra. And, for a moment, it made Tanukichi wonder if perhaps he had just made another mistake. “I hope you don’t mind then if I just… dive in!”
Gripping the sides of her breasts, the black-haired woman squeezed her tits together and enclosed them around Tanukichi’s dick, smothering them in an avalanche of warm flesh and slick lotion. The sensation was so powerful that Tanukichi nearly flew up out of his seat, but Ayame and her breasts seemed determined to keep him right where he was.
“What’s the matter, Tanukichi? Isn’t this what you wanted?” Ayame asked, letting her voice grow teasing as she increased the pace of her thrusts. “Didn’t you want me to polish your spear? To wax your surfboard? To bring your cucumber to a perfect shine? Well? Wasn’t it?” Ayame lifted both her breasts and let them go, letting them both fall onto Tanukichi’s lap at the same time.
“Hmm, perhaps he isn’t speaking because he does not wish to break your concentration,” Hyouka suggested as she used her free hand to take pictures with her wrist monitor.
“Yeah, I guess so - this is a very delicate operation, after all!” Ayame couldn’t help but laugh a little as she kept going, each thrust of her breasts sending small splashes of white in every direction. However, her strong momentum came to a stop when she misjudged the angle of her thrust and the tip of Tanukichi’s long dick collided with her right cheek. “Ah!” Ayame groaned as she rubbed her sore cheek and readjusted her glasses.
“Oooh… I see why women gained so much respect for doing this now; clearly, this massage is much more dangerous than it first appears,” said Hyouka.
“It can be tough, yeah… but there is a way to get around that…” Tanukichi, wanting a little revenge, gripped Ayame’s head by the hair and moved it forward, placing the tip of his cock right between her soft lips. Ayame, getting the signal, began running her tongue over the head as she began to squeeze her breasts around his shaft again.
“Interesting… is this some kind of advanced technique?” Hyouka asked, leaning over Ayame’s head.
“Th-that’s one way to put it, that’s for sure,” Tanukichi replied, shivering as he sat back and enjoyed the feeling of his cock being worshiped. He could have sworn that whatever Hyouka had injected him with had somehow doubled his sensitivity, because the feeling of Ayame’s pillowy breasts made him so ecstatic that he could barely even move. “Though, if she really wanted to be a pro… she’d take it even further.”
“Further?” Hyouka leaned forward again and observed the way Ayame’s drool dripped down Tanukichi’s shaft and mixed with the lotion as the first two inches entered her mouth. “I’m afraid that if she goes any deeper, she’ll block her windpipe and will be unable to breathe - and I do not recommend starving her brain of oxygen for too long.”
“Don’t worry… she doesn’t have to keep it in there for long,” Tanukichi replied, placing his hand on Ayame’s hair again. “She just has to… get it in there!”
Gripping the side of the girl’s head, Tanukichi began thrusting her face up and down, allowing the tip of his bulging dick to enter her unbelievably tight throat for a few seconds before pulling back out and then repeating the process. Tanukichi could hear Ayame gag a little but, again, didn’t do anything to try and stop him as he began stretching her gullet.
“Ah, I see - by moving her head like this, you give her time to breathe,” Hyouka observed. “You really are a natural instructor of this, Tanukichi. Perhaps you could teach these techniques to people as part of a kind of class?”
“Ga-aaaah!” Tanukichi threw his head back as his mind was suddenly invaded by the image of dozens of naked women in front of him, all of them rubbing their shining, beautiful breasts against perfect replicas of his penis. “M-maybe one day, but right now… right now I think I’ll… I’ll… aaah!”
Unable to hold himself back anymore, Tanukichi bucked his hips up into Ayame’s breasts and fired a shot of semen directly into the girl’s mouth - and despite only being a single shot, it gave Ayame more than enough cum to fill her entire mouth and cause her cheeks to bulge. Sensing that she was already at her limit, Ayame pulled her lips off Tanukichi’s dick and allowed two more shots to be fired out into the air, coating her face and upper breasts in a thick white layer of semen in the process.
“I’ll take some of that, thank you.” Hyouka skillfully dipped her test tube downward and filled it up to the brim with white goo while Tanukichi just kept moaning and painting Ayame white. “Thank you so much for this sample, Mr. Okuma; I am sure this will provide very valuable data.”
“Y-yeah… you’re… welcome…” Tanukichi replied, completely out of breath after unloading what felt like two gallons worth of spunk onto the ero-ist leader, nearly coating her black hair entirely by the time he stopped. “Happy… to help.”
“Excellent; I'll let you know what the results are when they’re in, as well as what other experiments you’ll be able to help me with. I’ll also be sure to let everyone know all about the art of ‘paizuri’.” Hyouka gathered up all her things and moved to exit the classroom. “Have a good day, Mr. Okuma, Ms. Kajou.”
“Grr… Dammit, Tanukichi! What the hell was that!?” Ayame swore when she knew the coast was clear, doing her best to try and wipe up the copious amounts of baby batter on her body. “I can’t believe that you did that…”
“S-sorry, Kajou… I, uh, wasn’t really in control of myself.” Tanukuichi apologized, moving to help clean her up. “I didn’t hurt you at all, did I?”
“Huh? No, of course not - I’ve practiced on more than a few hotdogs preparing to be Blue Snow to have any sort of gag reflex left. Though, you honestly could improve your diet a little - this morning dew of yours is subpar at best.” Ayame took a moment to lick some of Tanukichi’s semen off her arm. “What I’m upset about is that you didn’t take things far enough! ”
“W-what!?” Tanukichi exclaimed. “I just made tit-fucking in public normal, and you think I was wimping out? How could I have possibly gone any further?”
“Well, you could have said that I had to walk around with your jizz on me all day like it was a badge of honor, or that other girls had to clean me up with their tongues, or at least you could have come up with a better name for tit-fucking than the tired old ‘paizuri’!” Ayame complained. “You could have gone with, I don’t know… log-rolling, or mochi-smashing!”
“Augh… let’s just get back to class already, okay?” Tanukichi groaned. “I think I’ve had enough of you for one morning…”
“Suit yourself; but remember, you’re going to be a lot more horny now, so don’t be shy when playing with those sluts in class, understand?” Ayame replied, now almost fully dressed again and with her ruined dress shirt now hidden underneath her uniform’s coat. “Otherwise, those new bigger balls of yours might just explode~”
“W-wait, you’re not serious about that, are you?” Tanukichi said as he opened the classroom door to leave, only to find someone in a white military police uniform standing in his way. “M-mom!? What are you doing here?”
“Oh, no reason; I just thought I heard voices from this room and thought someone might be skipping class,” Ranko replied. “But I assume that you have a legitimate reason to be here, do you not?”
“O-of course!” Tanukichi replied hastily. “I was just helping someone with a, uh, science project! You can ask my biology teacher and everything!”
“Hmm… so you are the famous Mrs. Okuma.” Ayame stepped forward and gave a deep, respectful bow. “It is an honor to get the chance to meet you, ma’am. Thank you for gracing our school with your presence.”
“You must be Ms. Kajou… I’ve seen your face during my son’s sex presentation.” Ranko stepped in front of Ayame and put a hand on her shoulder. “Please, stand up tall. There is no reason for you to bow - if anything, I should be kneeling to you. It was only because of your actions that you turned my son’s curse into a blessing. Thanks to you, Japan is now more moral than it has ever been, people are having children again, and I even got a new husband out of it all.”
“New… husband?” Ayame’s eyes widened. “Wait, do you mean you…?”
“That’s enough idle chit-chat, though!” Ranko interrupted. “If you two are done with your science projects, you should return to your classes, on the double!”
“Yes ma’am!” Ayame and Tanukichi both shouted as they saluted together and then took off running down the hallway. Eventually, though, they both slowed down, and a blanket of pure dread descended upon Tanukichi as he felt Ayame’s smug gaze drill into the side of his head.
“Don’t. Say it,” the brown-haired man ordered.
“Say what?~” Ayame teased, pretending to be oblivious.
“You know what you were going to say, so just forget it!” Tanukichi grumbled.
“I assure you, I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Ayame shrugged playfully.
“Yes you do; there’s no way a dirty mind like yours wouldn't have thought of it,” said Tanukichi.
“Huh? And what exactly would I be thinking about right now?” Ayame asked. “Oh, I know! You must be talking about how you just became… Japan’s biggest… number one… world famous… motherf-”
Notes:
Cliffhanger!
And I am back! Finally, after all this time!
Sorry that this chapter took so long, but because of some recent life events I didn't have much time to write over the past month. However, since that's done, I should have a lot more time! So, I wasted no time in getting this out to you as soon as I could! I hope it was worth the wait!
Now, with this chapter, Tanukichi has successfully normalized tit-fucking in public as a way for women to "massage" men they respect and offer them "stress release". He's also essentially normalized incest, but he hasn't quite crossed that line himself yet.
Anyways, I really hope you all like the way I portrayed Ranko, and that you'll all look forward to Tanukichi teaching everyone about lesbianism next chapter! Next up, the next chapter of Shuichi's Sexy Psyche Taxi!
And, as always, please leave a comment on this chapter if you get the chance! I love answering your questions and replying to commentary; it really means the world to me to hear your thoughts! So if you have something to say, please go ahead and let me know!
Chapter 15: Love. Learning. Lesbianism.
Notes:
(See the end of the chapter for notes.)
Chapter Text
“Motherfucker motherfucker motherfucker motherfucker motherfucker motherfucker motherfucker motherfucker motherfu-”
“Will you give it a rest already, Ayame!?” Tanukichi grumbled quietly, interrupting the student VP as they sat next to each other in one of their college classes. “You’ve been calling me that now for over ten minutes now, and it’s starting to get old!”
“I-I know, but I just can’t help myself, you know?” Ayame said, wiping a tear away from her eye as she tried to stifle her laughter. “I mean, I’ve wanted to call people ‘motherfuckers’ my entire life, but this is the first time I’ve actually met someone who’s fucked their mom!”
“And I told you, I haven’t had sex with her!” Tanukichi grumbled.
“You mean, you haven’t had sex with her yet ,” Ayame countered. “But since you’re married to her now, that must mean you’ve already done the tongue tango at least once. And since you’re married, sex is just about inevitable since your wives always get first dibs on you.”
“No! Even if we are married, she’s still my mother, and I’m not going to let that happen,” Tanukichi insisted. “I might have crossed a lot of lines so far, but that is one rule that I refuse to violate!”
“Hey, if you’re worried about your kids being born with three arms or something, don’t be; there’s all sorts of amazing and expensive medical technology out there to prevent that kind of thing,” Ayame assured him. “And since you’re the most precious boy in all of Japan, I’m sure the doctors will spare no expense in making sure your little monsters are born flawless.”
“Augh, that’s not the point!” Tanukichi slammed his fist down onto his desk in frustration. “Incest is wrong because it violates a sacred bond! Familial love is different from lustful love because it’s unconditional! So it’s wrong to pervert our pure feelings for something so vile.”
“Huh… I guess I never actually thought of it that way.” Ayame curiously rubbed her chin. “But doesn’t that mean, from that perspective, you’ve already committed a bunch of incest already?”
“What!?” Tankuichi gasped. “What in the world are you talking about?”
“Think about it; you’ve already fucked a bunch of girls by now, but you wouldn’t exactly call what you had with them ‘romance’, would you?” Ayame explained. “They only did that because they were expected to by society. You know, like how we’re expected by society to love our parents no matter what. And since you’re so much more powerful and know so much more about sex than they did, you could almost say its like you’ve been like you’re their daddy showing them the ropes~”
“Oh, stop that!” Tanukichi pushed Ayame lightly on the shoulder, making her laugh. “You know that real family love goes a lot deeper than that.”
“Yeah, of course,” Ayame replied. “Just like how you’ll go so much deeper when Ranko wraps her legs around you and turns you into a real motherfucker mothefucker motherfucker motherfucker-”
“Dammit…” Tanukichi groaned inside his head as Ayame continued to drone on. “Times like this make me wish I could just snap that pink phone of hers in half and end it all already.”
“Uh… excuse me,” a girl with short, black hair sitting in front of the duo quietly spoke up. “I don’t mean to interrupt, but… you keep using that word: ‘Motherfucker’. I’ve never heard anything like that before. What does it mean?”
“Oh? Well, that’s simple.” Ayame put her glasses back on and switched back into her ‘respectable’ mode. “The word ‘motherfucker’ is actually a special honorific, like ‘kun’ or ‘sama’, that is reserved for only the most revered men.”
“Really? Oh, that’s so neat!” The girl said, smiling. “I’ve never heard someone call anyone that before, so that must mean that Tanukichi is really, really revered!”
“Of course,” Ayame said as she quickly added ‘motherfucker’ to the list of acceptable words on her pink phone. “Unfortunately, the word was lost for a little while because it sounded so similar to a certain ‘dirty’ word, but thankfully Tanukichi remembered it because he comes from a long, proud line of motherfuckers.”
“Wow; so cool!” The girl’s eyes sparkled for a few moments before she bowed her head out of reverence. “I’m honored to have you as my classmate, Motherfucker Okuma.”
“Thanks so much,” Tanukichi replied, barely able to stop his face from contorting in annoyance as he replied. “It’s an honor to have you as a classmate too.”
“Oh, by the way, Mr. Okuma; I’m not sure if you remember, but I’m one of the girls that you promised to have sex with yesterday,” the dark-haired girl continued. “Do you think, once class is finished, you could give me my turn? Perhaps right here on my desk.”
“Augh… right, of course. I’ll do my best,” Tanukichi replied, feeling himself throb in his pants at the thought of fucking the girl so casually in public like this. It was clear that the effects of whatever drug Fuwa had given him were definitely still working. “I won’t have too much time to do you, though, because I have to go and start working on a new lesson plan for today.”
“Lesson plan?” Ayame adjusted her glasses. “This is the first time I’ve heard about this.”
“Yeah, uh… I forgot to tell you this earlier, what with all the… honorifics you were saying, but I was actually planning on teaching people how girls can have sex with other girls,” Tanukichi explained. “You know, since girl/girl love is such an important part of Japanese culture and history.”
“I see… well then, if this lesson is so important, then I’m afraid we should get working on it right away.” Ayame grabs Tanukichi by the hand and stands up. “Teacher! I’m afraid we have student-council business! That means we’re excused, no consequences, remember?”
“Of course,” their older, male teacher replied. “Good luck with whatever it is you two need to go do.”
“Aww… and here I was hoping to get pregnant today…” the girl in front of them whined.
“Don’t worry, you’ll get your chance to have a kid with him soon enough,” Ayame reassured her as she walked to the exit with Tanukichi. “Until then, though, I suggest rewatching Tanukichi’s sex lesson over again a few times, just to help you get ready.”
“Yes, of course… get ready…” the girl repeated, blushing as the door closed behind Tanukichi.
A few minutes later and Ayame had sat Tanukichi down at an isolated desk in the corner of the library, where she took off her glasses with a smirk and sat down with her feet up on the table.
“So… what exactly was it that inspired you to make lesbianism, of all things, your next lesson?” Ayame asked, spinning her glasses on her fingers. “Are you feeling a little bit tired, and you thought you could get some extra help keeping your thirsty women ‘well hydrated’? Did you just want to see what it’s like for two flowers to cross-pollinate directly instead of just videos and magazines? Or, maybe you’ve already gotten so bored of vanilla sex that the only way you can raise your flag pole anymore is by watching two girls swap spit like bills at an exchange office!?”
“N-no, it wasn’t anything like that, honest! I’m actually trying to do something nice for once,” Tanukichi put up his hands defensively. “There’s nothing actually wrong or perverted about two girls liking each other, after all. But lesibans were still treated so badly by the morality police… it’s only right to let them start loving each other again, don’t you think?”
“Oh really?” Ayame cocked a playful eyebrow and sat back down normally in her chair. “If you’re really being selfless here, then how come your lesson plan only includes gay girls and not gay guys?”
“W-well, I, uh… just didn’t think about them is all,” Tanukichi said, blushing and looking away. “I’ll get to them… some other time.”
Ayame didn’t say anything, instead choosing to lean forward onto the desk, resk her chin in her hands, and give Tanukichi the dirtiest smirk he had ever seen.
“Okay, fine! You got me!” Tanukichi threw up his hands, blushing. “I didn’t want to teach it because the subject makes me uncomfortable, and I don’t really want to watch or describe two guys doing it. Plus, it’s not like I’d let myself do a visual demonstration…”
“Ha! You’ve got to be kidding me!” Ayame put her hand over her mouth to stop herself from laughing too loudly. “You created a world where you can knock girls left and right in public, and build yourself a harem of NTR’d wives, and you can’t handle a little sword fighting between bros? So much for helping out the oppressed…”
“Augh… I hate it so much whenever you have a point!” Tanukichi groaned and rubbed his eyes. “Fine, we’ll include guy-on-guy with the lesson too. But we’ll tell them to do the sexy stuff in private, okay?”
“Sure; you’re the boss,” Ayame replied, her tone equal parts condescending and playful. “Now, to actually start planning the lesson. How do you think we should do this?”
Tanukichi thought for a few moments. “Well, as much as I’d hate to say it, we kind of set a precedent with doing a live presentation with volunteers before…
A few hours later, Tanukichi and Ayame were once again standing backstage at the school auditorium. This time, it seemed as if even more people were crammed inside the small room, with even more cameras pointed at the stage and even more reporters there to watch and take notes. It seems that after the reintroduction of sex to Japanese society, no one wanted to miss another potentially world-changing event.
Of course, Anna and Hyouka were both there in the front row, eager to see whatever Tanukichi did as up-close as possible. Otome was there too, sitting next to Anna with a sweaty, nervous look on her face as she tried not to stare at the breasts of the woman she was in love with next to her. And, next to Hyouka, Tanukichi could see his mother was sitting, her posture strong and proud as she awaited the demonstration just as eagerly as the rest of the audience.
“Augh… of course she had to be here for this…” Tanukichi groaned as he peeked out from behind the curtains. “Well, at least I won’t be the one having sex this time. Is everything ready, Ayame?”
“Yep; I even brought some ‘advanced teaching aids’ from my private collection at home.” Ayame pushed a small cart that held some bright, pink sex toys and several bottles of lube. “Are you ready to ‘open the flood gates’ on some dikes?”
“I think so, but… I can’t help but be a little nervous,” he replied honestly. “What if something goes wrong? What if I somehow make a fool of myself?”
“Oh, you’ll be fine, trust me!” Ayame pat Tanukichi heartily on the back. “I mean, unless you accidentally make a contradiction to any of your previous rules, revealing that you’re a fake. If that happens, they’ll probably tear you limb-from-limb in revenge.”
Tanukichi shivered in fear.
“But don’t worry about that; just get out there, and have fun, okay?” Ayame got behind Tanukichi and pushed him out onto the stage. “And be careful with my toys, okay? Those are antiques from the last sex shop on Earth, you know!”
Tanukichi stumbled out onto the stage and froze as the stage spotlight and every pair of eyes in the room were suddenly locked on him. Instantly, the previously quiet crowd began to talk and shout, attacking him with a flurry of comments and questions about comments about what the lesson might contain Laughing nervously, Tanukichi adjusted his collar and moved to unfurl a large bedroll onto the stage before taking his place behind the main podium.
“Uh… hello there, everyone. It’s nice to see you all again!” Tanukichi greeted into his microphone. “Thank you for coming to my latest, uh… Cultural Education lecture! Now, I’m sure you all have a lot of questions, but please hold them for now. Otherwise, we won’t be able to start the lesson, and we won’t get anywhere.”
“I’m sorry, Mr. Okuma, but that’s just it,” Hyouka Fuwa said as she stood up from her seat and everyone else in the auditorium quieted down. “We are unsure how this presentation is going to proceed at all. In fact, after you announced the topic for this lesson, a few of us have started to discuss the possibility that you might just be a fraud.”
“A f-f-fraud!?” Tanukichi adjusted his collar again. “That’s just ridiculous, Ms. Fuwa. Whatever would give you that idea?”
“Simple; in the title for this lecture, you stated that you were going to teach us how girls can have sex with each other,” Hyouka explained. “But in your last lecture, you explained how sex is the process in which babies are made. Women, obviously, do not possess the seed necessary to conceive life, nor the equipment to deliver said seed into another woman’s flower. Therefore, sex should be completely impossible.”
“Y-yes, you are right that two women generally cannot conceive a child together. But people don’t necessarily have to make babies to have sex. You know, in the same way you don’t necessarily have to be hungry in order to eat,” Tanukichi explained.
“Really?” Hyouka cocked her head to the side curiously. “Then they would just be doing it for… fun?”
“That's exactly right!” Tanukichi then pressed a button on his wrist monitor and activated the overhead projector, which showcased to the room an old picture of two Japanese girls in Kimonos kissing each other and massaging each other’s chests. “In act, our country has a long, respective history of girls using sex as a past-time before the practice was, uh, accidentally lost during the mind wipe.”
“I see… so while sex is still primarily for reproduction, it also has secondary functions as well,” Hyouka said, rubbing her chin.
“Yes, but if girls have the chance to reproduce, they should still always take it!” Ayame shouted from backstage. “Especially if it’s with an honored guy like Tanukichi!”
“I-I handle this part of the lesson, Ms. Kajou, thank you!” Tanukichi shouted back, his eyebrow twitching.
“Hmm… that is quite the interesting explanation, but it still doesn’t quite make sense to me,” Hyouka said after a few seconds of thinking. “Girls having sex with girls has to have some reproductive or biological purpose, right? Otherwise, humans simply wouldn’t do it.”
“Uh, yes, that is quite right! I see they don’t call you the smartest girl in school for nothing, Ms. Fuwa!” Tanukichi replied, stalling. “You see, there is another reason for girls to have sex and that would be, uh… to stimulate guys!”
“Stimulate? Do you mean, in the same way caffeine stimulates a tired mind?” she asked.
“No, not quite,” Tanukichi replied. “You see, sometimes guys can have some trouble getting ‘in the mood’ to reproduce, so to speak. But, seeing two girls doing stuff to each other often ‘flips the switch’, so to speak, and can get their cucumbers hard pretty quick.”
“I see… that does actually make a lot of sense,” said Hyouka. “I remember reading something in a heavily censored textbook about certain bird species having ‘courtship rituals’. Perhaps this could be related to that reproductive instinct somehow.”
“Er… yeah, let's go with that!” Tanukichi said, grateful for a way out. “Now, may I please continue on with the actual lesson?”
“Of course.” The green-haired girl bowed her head politely and sat back down. “Please, continue.”
“Alright then; now I believe that the best way to teach you all how girls have sex is to show you, and for that I’m gonig to need some volunteers,” Tanukichi continued. “Does anyone want to-”
“Me!” Otome shot her hand up so fast she nearly rocketed up out of her seat. “Pick me!”
“O-okay, Ms. Saotome. Thank you for being such an eager volunteer,” Tanukichi replied, but by that point she was already walking onto the stage. “Now for this next part, you’re going to need to get nak-”
Tanukichi was interrupted once again, this time by Otome tossing off her clothes so hard that her skirt landed directly onto his face. She then stood completely naked with her lithe body in front of the audience, blushing instinctually as she thought about what she was about to do. Having had little exercise and food in her life, body was naturally very skinny and pale, but nearly hairless as well. It was still clear to everyone that she was still a fully-grown woman, and if they were close enough they would have also seen her nipples harden and some moisture gather along her lower lips.
“Very good, Ms. Saotome. I see you remember that part of my last lesson.” Tanukichi said as he pulled the skirt off his face. “You look a little bit nervous, though… are you completely sure you want to do this?”
“Of course; if girls having sex is part of Japanese culture, then I will need to show it in my drawings and paintings,” Otome explained, still blushing. “And I believe that experiencing it first-hand would give me the best perspective for my art”
“Alright, if you insist.” Tanukichi turned back toward the audience. “Now, as much as I’d love to show how this works, I’m afraid I don’t have the necessary ‘equipment’ to do it myself. So, could we get a second volunteer?”
To Tanukichi’s surprise, over half the women in the audience raised their hands.
“Wow… I guess that’s one upside of yuri being erased from everyone’s memories; it means that no one has any fears or preconceived notions of it…” Tanukichi thought to himself. “But this does spoil me for choice a little… who should I pick?”
“Uh… if I may be so bold, could I suggest who we should pick as the other demonstrator?” Otome spoke up. “Why don’t we pick Ms. Anna? She is the daughter of the great Nishikinomiya family, after all. It would only make sense if she personally helped guide the student body on their moral lessons.”
“Thank you for the flattery, but I do not actually mind sitting this one out,” Anna spoke up from the front row. “Feel free to continue without me.”
“H-huh? Are you sure about this, Ms. Nishikinomiya? This could be a great learning opportunity for you,” Otome said, shaking just a little bit as she spoke.
“Maybe, but I don’t particularly have much desire to have sex with other women, so the knowledge would be wasted on me,” Anna replied, still smiling calmly. “Mr. Okuma is the only lover that I will ever need.”
“Okay then...” Her face drooping, Otome looked away from Anna. “I guess I’ll just have Tanukichi teach me without you then… letting his strong hands guide me… allowing him to explore my body… forming a new intimate bond unlike anything I’ve ever felt before. If this goes well, I might become his regular demonstration partner, and maybe even spend time with him planning lessons outside of cla-”
“Oh, silly me! I just remembered something important!” Anna interrupted, standing up from her seat. “Tanukichi actually planned on having me as one of the volunteers this whole time. I can’t believe we both somehow forgot this… I am so embarrassed!”
“Heh, it’s okay, Anna… we all make mistakes…” A prideful smirk appeared on Otome’s face as her plan worked perfectly, but that quickly fell away as she turned back toward Anna and saw the beautiful half-Russian girl removing her clothes. She’d already seen Anna naked the previous day, of course, but the silver-haired girl was still absolutely stunning, and the knowledge of what they were about to do only heightened the intimidation factor.
“W-wow… you look… great today, Ms.Nishikinomiya,” Otome complimented, her eyes fixed on Anna’s perfect, milky white breasts. “I… I’m glad I get to have my first time be with you.”
“Aw, don’t worry, dear; it’s nothing!” Anna replied, not realizing how that comment would sting Otome on the inside. “Now, would you please continue with the lesson, Tanukichi? Our audience is waiting~”
“Right…” Tanukichi took a deep breath and began his explanation. “When two girls want to have sex with each other, traditionally they start in one of two ways. They can either ask each other verbally, or do it with a kiss.”
“I see… and what exactly separates a sex kiss from a normal, everyday, greeting kiss?” Otome asked curiously.
“Oh, that’s simple; a greeting kiss is generally just lip-to-lip contact, while a sexy kiss involves more tongue, and touching each other's chests and flowers, and moaning,” Tanukichi explained. “If the girl you’re kissing reciprocates, then you know you’re good to keep going. Now, if you two would please demonstrate.”
“Okay… I… I can do this!” Otome, shaking, forced herself to walk closer to Anna and look her in the face. “Hello, Ms. Nishikinomiya would you like to, if it's not too much trouble, possibly consider… allowing me to have sex with your voluptous, perfectly sculpted, gorgeous, mouthwatering body?”
“Hmm… let me think…” Anna tapped her chin casually for a moment. “Okay!”
“Very good, Anna,” Tanukichi said, still a little taken aback by how quickly his ‘precious girl’ was adapting to this new, sexy world. “Now, if you’d please demonstrate the other method next.”
“Anything for you, dear~” Anna said before stepping forward and wrapping her arm around Otome. The shorter girl stared up at Anna like a deer in the headlights for a few moments, unsure what to do next, when Anna took the next step for them. Leaning down a little, she forced her lips against Otome’s and instantly forced her tongue inside. With inhuman skill, her tongue dominated Otome’s tongue from top to bottom, and she literally stole the girl’s breath as her tongue forced its way into Otome’s throat.
For the young artist, the first few seconds of this kiss were absolute heaven, but it was clear that the class president wasn’t done quite yet. Reaching for Otome’s chest, Anna’s hands began violently groping her smaller breasts, squeezing and massaging them in just the perfect ways to make her moan into Anna’s mouth. She even went as far to take Otome’s hardening nipples between her fingers and play with them, torturing Otome’s mind with yet another new form of pleasure.
“I’m… pretty sure I didn’t teach her how to do that,” Tanukichi thought to himself as he watched. “As much as I hate to say it, she really is a natural at all this…”
“Alright, dearest! I think we’re ready for the next part~” Anna said, saliva still connecting her mouth to Otome’s as one of her hands reached down to gently massage the artist’s mound. “What do we do next?”
“Well, now that you’ve both agreed to have sex, now we can get into the nitty-gritty of it,” Tanukichi replied. “There are lots of ways for girls to have sex, but one popular classic for its ease would be ‘fingering’. All you have to do is use your fingers to either play with the little button at the top of their flower, the ‘clit’, or piston your fingers in and out like a guy would his cucumber. You need to be careful not to scratch each other with your fingernails, though, and keep a close eye out for what feels good.”
“R-really? Then that means I’ll get to be inside Anna?” Forcing herself out of Anna’s grip, Otome got down on her knees in front of her idol and carefully brought her hand up to her naked pussy. With the cameras around her zooming in to get good shots, Otome carefully reached her fingers toward Anna’s clit and began to rub it in full view of all Japan.
“Ah! Oh my! That is… quite the interesting sensation!” Anna shivered in delight as the artist got to work. “Not as good as when my dear Tanukichi touches me down there, but still very nice!”
“Th-thank you, Ms. Nishikinomiya!” Otome replied, a wide smile on her face. “It means so much to me to know that I was able to make you feel good!”
Encouraged by Anna’s light praise, Otome moved one of her fingers towards Anna’s entrance and pressed it slowly inside, savoring the feeling of Anna’s folds enveloping her and her juices dripping down onto her drawing hand.
“Aaah… thank you Anna! This is so incredible!” Otome gasped, moaning even more than Anna was as she began moving the finger in and out. “I swear, I will use this blessed hand to draw so many amazing pictures of flowers, in memory of this great moment!”
“N-next comes something that some people have colloquially called ‘eating out’,” Tanukichi continued over the sound of Otome’s fingering. “It’s pretty similar to fingering, but instead you use your mouths and your tongues. It usually feels a lot better than fingering, but you also have to deal with the, uh, unique flavor of a girl’s flower, but some people really like it.”
“Oh? So does that mean that I technically had sex with that one girl that I drank your seed from the other day?” Anna asked. “Oh my… to think I did it without even noticing! How embarrassing!”
“I-it’s okay, Anna, we all make mistakes sometimes,” Tanukichi replied, sweating. “But it looked like you had some pretty good technique when you did do it. Do you think you could do the same thing to Otome on the bedroll there?”
“Sure; I don’t see why not!” Grabbing the artist by the wrist, Anna took Otome to the bed and laid her down onto her back. She then leaned down over the artist and brought her mouth right to Otome’s clit, attacking it without mercy with her tongue and inadvertently pushing her ass directly into the younger girl’s face.
“Gyaaah! Oh gosh, that tongue! So strong, but so elegant! It must have been honed from giving so many amazing speeches!” Otome squealed as she felt Anna’s tongue circle around her clit and then dive into her folds. “I… I can’t let myself be the only one feeling this way… I have to… return the favor!”
Fighting through the overwhelming pleasure, Otome gripped onto Anna’s thighs and forced her face forward into Anna’s dripping cunt. Closing her eyes so as to not be hypnotized by her ass cheeks, Otome extended her tongue and began to lick Anna’s glistening pussy lips as hard as she could.
“Wow, the flavor really is unique!” Oteme thought to herself as her tongue kept exploring Anna’s depths. “I don’t care what Tanukichi says, though… I could savor this forever!”
“Oh, by the way, if two people lick each other in a position like this, it’s called ‘69’-ing,” Tanukichi explained over the prnographic sight. “It’s a good way to make sure everyone feels good, and has been a staple of sex between girls for hundreds of years.”
“69? Does that mean that is some sort of sacred number?” a girl whispered somewhere in the audience.
“It must be… why else would it be called that,” someone whispered back.
“Now, if girls ever want to feel even better with each other, they can also use these, uh… personal massagers!” Tanukichi said as he went to grab two long, pink dildos from Ayame’s cart. “If you activate the switches on the bottom, it causes them to vibrate, and it can be used to make your partners feel even better. Here, see what I mean.”
Tanukichi tried not to think too hard about how he was handing his childhood crush and the woman eating her out two sex toys and did his best to focus on the educational part of his lesson. “Now, carefully, touch it to each other's buttons and, uh… watch the magic happen, I guess.”
Otome looked carefully at her adult toy for a few moments before activating it and doing as Tanukichi instructed. She was instantly rewarded by Anna letting out a delighted scream and covering Otome’s face in a glittering spray of arousal.
“O-oh my! These things really are good massagers~” Anna bit her lip and grunted as her whole body tensed up for a moment. “Mmm, this reminds me a bit of when I used to read magazines on the washing machine when I was younger… for some reason it made the books so much more interesting to read them there…”
Regaining her composure, Anna activated her own dildo and touched it to Otome’s pussy.
“O-o-o-o-o-oh g-g-g-g-gosh!” Otome stammered at the sensation. “This is too intense… too intense… ah, aaaaah!”
Otome’s body shook as it was suddenly forced through a powerful orgasm, but Anna didn’t seem to pay it just mind and kept the toy trained on the younger girl’s clit regardless.
“So was there anything else you wanted to teach us, my dear?” Anna asked casually, either not realizing or not caring that she was practically torturing Otome with orgasms.
“Well, you can also insert the di-, er, massagers inside each other's flowers too for extra stimulation, but I think you two might have had enough of those for now.” Tanukichi hastily took the dildos away and returned with another toy; a long, black dildow attatched to two straps. “Now this is what’s known as a ‘strap on’, and it allows girls to essentially pretend that they have a cucumber when having sex with other girls. It’s, uh, great practice for getting ready for real baby making! Uh, would one of you like to try it?”
“Y-yes… I would…” Though exhausted and sweaty from the orgasms she had just experienced, Otome managed to crawl out from underneath Anna and grab the strap-on. They had to tighten the black straps quite a bit in order to get them to fit on her relatively tiny rear, but as soon as it was on she got behind Anna and grabbed her soft ass cheeks as hard as she could.
“Normally, I’d recommend using some lube, but right now I don’t think that would be necessary.” Tanukichi said as he watched Otome rub the tip of her fake cock against Anna. “So, just take aim and push yourself in… b-but remember to be careful, okay?”
“Yes, of course… careful!” Still gripping Anna’s ass with one hand, Otome aimed at Anna’s hole and thrust herself inside Anna as hard as she could and began fucking her with wild abandon.
“W-wait, that’s way too-” Tanukichi cut himself off. “Ah, who am I kidding? You could probably hit Anna with a truck and she wouldn’t flinch…”
“O-oh my! I have to say… that’s some impressive technique you’ve got there!” Anna grunted as she braced herself on the bedroll and did her best to get used to the feeling of the plastic rod parting her folds. “You’re hitting all my most sensitive spots… so quickly! H-how are you… this good?”
“I-it’s simple… I watched you and Tanukichi have sex for the first time and I took notes… very, very detailed notes…” Otome admitted over the sound of their hips slapping together. “I saw what movements seemed to make you feel the best, and I’m just sort of… copying what you did!”
“Nyaaah! Such a diligent student! You must get great grades!” Anna gasped as her juices dripped down the strap-on and down Otome’s thighs. “T-Tanukichi! Please, take notes too! I-I want you to do this to me tonight… but even harder!”
“Uh, sure… if we have time…” Tanukichi replied noncommittally.
“I… I think I’m getting close… just a little more… aaaah! Yes, so good!” Anna arched her back and moaned unashamedly into the surrounding cameras as Otome fucked her into a quick orgasm. Proud of her accomplishment, Otome smirked and gave Anna a few extra victory thrusts before finally pulling out of Anna and taking a long drink from one of the water bottles Tanukichi had ready for his volunteers.
“Alright, every good you two; you’re both giving great examples of how a girl can have sex with another girl,” Tanukichi said, his voice shaky but congratulatory. “Now, there’s only one last way that girls can have sex, and that is a special technique called ‘tribadism’ or ‘tribbing’. This one doesn’t require any special tools, but it does require some dexterity. Just rub your flowers and clits together to make each other feel good.” Tanukichi brought up a picture of two girls rubbing their pussies together passionately on the overhead projector to illustrate his point. “Do you think you girls can handle that?”
“Y-yes… I think that should be simple enough,” Anna replied. Grabbing a hold of Otome’s right leg, she pulled the smaller girl closer to her until their pussies were finally touching each other. By this point, their cunts were both so wet that when their juices swirled together so fast that it became impossible to tell whose arousal was whose. “Alright, Otome… hang on, okay? We need to do a good job… for Tanukichi!”
“Y-yes ma’am! I promise, I won’t let go!” Otome replied, and she meant it. She grabbed ahold of Anna’s hand and began to grind her clit like there was no tomorrow. Up and down, side to side, she attacked the silver-haired girl’s cunt from every angle she could to try and make her feel good. But, of course, this was a double-edged sword scenario where the harder she ground herself into Anna the more pleasure she herself felt.
Of course, the student body president didn’t lie idly by either, and moved her mound hard back against the artist’s. Tanukichi could see the determination in her movements, but she could also tell she was holding back somewhat - something that she definitely did not do when she was fucking him. Which made him just a little bit jealous.
“A-alright… I… I think I’m getting close again!” Anna announced to the crowd.
“M-me too! I’m about to orgasm again with Ms. Nishikinomiya!” Atome shouted as her pace doubled. “This.. is the greatest day of my life! Ah, aaaaaah!”
The two of them thrust their sweaty bodies against each other one last time before their mutual orgasms overtook them, their pussies soaking the mat underneath them and giving everyone watching quite the show. There was not a man sitting in the audience that didn’t find their pants suddenly a lot tighter, and more than a few women had taken to lightly touching themselves underneath their skirts as they watched, entranced.
“Well, it still sucks that Anna’s doing all these lewd things, but at least things mostly went to plan for once,” Tanukichi thought to himself before turning to address the audience again. “Alright, just a few more things before the lesson is over. Some girls might not want to have sex with other girls, but that’s okay; it’s not really ever required. Also, some girls will only want to have sex with other girls; those women are called lesbians, and that’s fine too. Oh, and if a girl wants to have sex with both men and women, then they are called ‘bisexual’!”
“Well, speaking as a pansexual, I know things aren’t that black and white, but I think it’s probably wise to take things slow for these neanderthalls,” Ayame thought to herself backstage as she watched. “Still, this is another great victory in making the world a funner, dirtier place!”
“Okay, that’s it! Thank you all for coming!” Tanukichi then announced. “My partner and student council VP, Ayame Kajou, will be on shortly to provide the second half of this lesson.”
“W-wait… hold on a second,” Anna interrupted, standing up before Tanukichi could leave. “How can your part of the lesson be done? You didn’t get involved at all.”
“Yes, well, I totally would have, but as you can probably tell… this lesson doesn’t really need any guys,” Tanukichi replied sheepishly.
“Aww… Silly Billy! I can’t believe you forgot the most important part of the lesson!” Anna said as she walked up to Tanukichi, took him by the hand, and led him back to the bedroll.
“Uh… most important part?” Tanukichi audibly swallowed. “W-what are you talking about?”
“Remember when you said earlier that women often have sex to arouse men?” Anna asked sweetly. “Well, sometimes just having boys watch isn’t enough! Sometimes they have to get involved physically too!”
“Hey, what are you-whoa!” Before Tanukichi could get a word in edgewise, Anna grabbed ahold of his clothes and stripped them clean off his body. “W-wait, stop! Don’t be so rough!”
“Hey, quiet down up there!” Ranko suddenly interjected, her voice louder and more commanding than even the auditorium’s speaker. “I didn’t raise a whiner, and it’s your fault that you forgot this part of the lesson anyway.”
“Thank you, Ms. Okuma! I promise, he won’t fight back anymore if he knows what’s good for him~” Anna said chiperly before forcing a naked Tanukichi onto his back on the bedroll. “Now, we’re going to teach you all a very special ceremony called… the ‘Butterfly Ritual’! It is a special ritual that honors both the men and the women involved… in fact, it is one of the most honorable things that any woman, lesbian or otherwise, can do! And to do it, all you need is two flowers and a cucumber!”
“The first step is to place the man in a lying position, like this, and make sure his cucumber is exposed and pointing straight up into the air!” Anna explained in the same tone as a normal teacher. “Thankfully, Tanukichi has such a long, hard, and handsome cucumber that standing up straight isn’t a problem in the slightest!”
Tanukichi blushed as she leanded down and kissed his cockhead.
“Next, you take the two girls who are there and you have them press their flowers against the man’s pole, like so!” Anna pressed her naked, dripping pussy against the right side of Tanukichi’s dick and held it there. Otome, following her crush’s example, did the same with the left side of his dick. “Now, with his lovely cucumber sandwiched in between us, we start to move our hips up and down like so~”
Tanukichi grunted as he felt the girls start to move, drenching him from base to tip with their warm, feminine cum and rapping their scortching hot labia around his shaft. The pleasure was so intense it was nearly impossible to sit still, and the fact that he was so close to two warm, eager pussies seemed to excite him even more.
“Now… please take note that this is the most intricate position we’ve shown so far… with our flowers forming the ‘wings’ of the butterfly and his cucumbers forming the abdomen!” Anna continued, still pretending that this was a normal part of the lesson. “Because it’s so complicated, this ritual should only be done with the most revered and respected men. Also, it’s a very good way to form female friendships!”
“R-really!?” Otome gasped through her constant moans. “Does that mean… we’re friends right now?”
“Of course! I wouldn’t make Tanukichi feel good with just anyone, you know!” Anna said politely, though it was hard to tell if she meant it.
“Gyaahaha… thank you… it’s an honor~” Otome moaned before grinding into Tanukichi even harder - though it was less to please him and more to try and touch Anna on the other side of his dick.
“And by the way… if the girls can make their man orgasm, then that means they’re highly compatible romantic partners~” Anna added. “In fact, some legends say that it practically guarantees marriage if the orgasm is strong enough!”
“Dammit… she’s obviously just making stuff up now!” Tanukichi thought to himself as he tried to fight off his impending orgasm, but the feel of their warm pussies combined with the erotic signt of their heaving breasts and glistening, naked forms made it increasingly hard to resist. “Augh, but everyone is eating it up! Is there… nothing I can do to stop her?”
“Ah! My dear Tanukichi is starting to let out some of his amazing white milk! I think he’s getting close!” Anna exclaimed after a few minutes of constant grinding, almost drooling at the sight of his precum dripping out the tip of his dick and spreading across both her and Otome’s cunts. “Everyone, be sure to take a close look! Because what you are about to see is the pure, indisputable proof of Tanukichi’s love for me! And it is going to get here in three… two… one!”
On cue, Tanukichi shamefully began to shoot his sperm straight up into the air, spraying out onto both women and coating their lower abdomens in a thick layer of pure white goo. It slid down slowly across their pale stomachs, leaving a trail of warm, white marks before eventually pooling at the base of Tanukichi’s cock and partly seeping into the girls’ still-dripping pussies.
“And that, everyone… is the Butterfly Ritual,” Anna said breathlessly as she proudly let Tanukichi’s cum soak into her skin. “Now, we’re done explaining how girls can have sex with girls. You and Ms. Kajou can handle the rest, Tanukichi.”
“Uh… th-thanks so much for your help Anna… I really appreciate it,” Tanukichi said as he stood up and wobbled his way back to the main podium. “Y-you too, Otome. You did great.”
“Aaaah… any time, Mr. Okuma~” Otome replied giddily as she let Anna lick the semen from her body. “Any time~”
“Now then, uh… does anyone have any other questions?” Tanukichi asked the audience.
“Just one,” Hyouka Fuwa said as she raised her hand. “If it is possible for women to have sex with eachother without a reproductive purpose, does that mean that men can also have sex in a similar fashion?”
“Funny you should mention that… because Ayame is actually going to be talking about that in the second half of the lecture,” Tanukichi replied. “Ms. Kajou, if you would please take the mic.”
“Of course, Mr. Okuma,” Ayame said with complete professionalism as she took Tanukichi’s place on stage wearing nothing but her monitors, glasses, and a bathrobe. “Now, first you should know that while sex between men is normal, it is something best saved for when they are alone behind closed doors, unless it’s for an educational demonstration like this one. But before we can really begin explaining how men can have sex with each other, we are first going to have to explain what the ‘prostate’ is.”
Ayame then tossed aside her bathrobe and revealed that she was naked, save for a blue strap-on.
“Now, for this next part, we’re going to need some male volunteers. There’s no limit on volunteers this time, though. I’ll take as many who are wiling~”
Notes:
There it is! Finally! After all these months, I finally put out another chapter!
Sorry it took so long; grad school takes up a lot of time, but things finally quieted down enough that I was able to finally pump this one out. Please forgive me if there were any grammar/spelling mistakes as I had to edit this all myself. I hope you think that it was worth the wait, and that you continue to enjoy this story that I've put so much effort into!
Anyways, I'd like to thank you all for being so patient with me! I hope that you're still enjoying the story, and that you'll look forward to what I have planned for in the future! That's right, I am going to keep going, hopefully, and I've gotten some nice ideas for new chapters and normalization from wonderful users like blazz33 so I can hopefully keep going for a while!
As always, even if I don't always respond to them right away, I always like reading your comments and responding to them, so please leave a comment if you get the chance!
Now, stay tuned/subscribed for next time when we get to see Tanukichi take a break from school for a little bit and have a little fun out in the community with Ayame, his mother, and his classmates! So look forward to that!
(And no, we won't get to see Ayame do her M/M lesson, in case you were wondering)
Chapter 16: How to Date 101
Notes:
(See the end of the chapter for notes.)
Chapter Text
“Alright! And that’s everything you need to know about taking up the b-, er, cornhole!” Ayame announced as her satisfied, but sore, volunteers walked off the stage. “If you ever have any questions, please email them to the student council.”
“Th-thank you, Ayame. That was, uh, very informative” Tanukichi said as he took the podium again. “And that concludes our lesson for today, everyone. Please, continue on with your lives, and continue to do your best to uphold the moral values that this great nation is built upon.”
Tanukichi then bowed humbly to the audience, trying his best to keep his thin composure as all of Japan applauded him, before finally retiring backstage.
“Yes! We did it, Tanukichi! Sex is officially back on the menu!” Ayame said as she jumped on Tanukichi from behind, her strap-on discarded and now entirely naked. “I’d pop some champagne, but it’d probably be more appropriate to pop some pussies instead! Or maybe I should show you what I showed those other guys if you want~”
“A-Ayame, quiet down! People might hear you!” Tanukichi blushed and pushed Ayame away.
“I’m sorry, it’s just… my whole life practically led up to this moment, you know!” Ayame was practically drooling as she looked Tanukichi in the eyes and wiggled her fingers manically. “Sex means babies, and a future not ruled by puritanical fascism, and of course… the more people learn about sex, the more they’ll joke about it! That’s right, the world will finally be full of true art and expression!”
“I, uh, wouldn’t call penis jokes ‘true art’, Ayame,” said Tanukichi.
“Then you are just a philistine,” said Ayame. “No, worse than that… you’re a… penistine.”
“...”
“Oh, shut up! It’s hard to think of jokes when you’re this excited!” Ayame shouted.
“Well, I will admit that we did improve society a bit just now, and that is worth celebrating,” Tanukichi said, nervously rubbing the back of his neck. “But I still can’t help but feel like we might have opened up a can of wo-aaah!”
Tanukichi was interrupted as a short girl holding a pen and notepad - Otome - popped up in between him and Ayame, seemingly out of nowhere.
“Mr. Okuma! Sorry to surprise you like this, but I just wanted to thank you for your demonstration today, and for letting me be a part of it,” Otome said chipperly, her hair still a bit messy from the orgasm she had onstage earlier.
“I-it was no problem, Ms. Saotome. If anything, I should be the one thanking you for helping,” Tanukichi replied, though he knew just how much getting to do lewd things with Anna meant to her.
“Oh, I assure you, you helped me much more than I helped you. The amount of inspiration you’ve given me for new Card Cuties was astronomical!” Otome replied, practically shaking. “I think I’m going to make a whole set dedicated to just the butterfly ritual, and that stuff at the end… I think I know a few girls who’d appreciate some guy only cards.”
“Oooh, are we about to resurrect the fujoshi? Nice!” Ayame whispered. “They’ll be grateful, no doubt, but better keep a yaoi paddle ready in case you need to beat them off you.”
Tanukichi rolled his eyes and ignored Ayame.
“Well, if you want more inspiration, I’ll probably be teaching another lesson tomorrow if you want to stop by,” Tanukichi told Otome. “Though, we haven’t decided exactly on the subject yet.”
“That’s fine; I’m sure it will be inspiring either way. Though, if you really want to help me out…” Otome took out a digital camera and handed it to Tanukichi. “The next time you have sex with Madame President, Anna, I would appreciate it if you took photos for my reference.”
“Oh, uh… sure, Otome. I’ll see what I can do,” Tanukichi lied.
“Thanks, Mr. Okuma. I am in your debt.” Otome bowed and left Tanukichi and Ayame alone, at which point Tanukichi wasted no time in tossing the camera to the nearest trash can. Ayame managed to catch it before it went in, though, and stealthily hid it in one of her jacket pockets.
“Oh, say, speaking of Ms. Annout-of-her-mind, where I wonder where she is?” Ayame mused. “Ah, wait, there she is; stumbling back here like she just had a full keg. Though, I wouldn’t be surprised if she’s already guzzled down a keg’s worth of your spunk so far~”
Tanukichi didn’t groan or even roll his eyes at Ayame’s pun, and instead just focused his attention solely on Anna. “Hello, Ms. Nishikinomiya. Thanks again for, uh, helping out with the demonstration. I take it that you found it… educational?”
“Hehehe… of course I did, my dear Tanukichi! I mean, after all…” Anna pulled Tanukichi into a hug so tight he swore he heard a rib crack. “I learned a new way to show the world my love for you! Now, everyone knows that our hearts, our souls… they were meant to be together!”
“Yes, technically… but that was just for demonstration purposes, y-you know?” Tanukichi grunted, barely able to breathe.
“Oh? Well then, I guess we’ll just have to do it again” Anna declared. “Ms. Kajou, you seem to already be undressed; would you like to help me show Tanukichi how much I love him?”
“Me?” Ayame began to sweat as she pointed to herself. “Er, I totally would, but… I’ve got to help Tanukichi answer the questions of other students! Isn’t that right, Tanukichi.”
“Y-yes… totally…” Tanukichi wheezed out. “S-speaking of which… I think there’s a student… heading this way now…”
“Oh. So there is.” Disappointed, Anna let go of a gasping Tanukichi so she could turn her attention to the newcomer. Her name was Elizabeth Nagaoka, and she had short red hair and freckles that she got from her Irish mother. “Hello there, Ms. Nagaoka. How may the student council assist you?”
“Hello there, Ms. Nishikinomiya. Mr. Okuma. It’s always nice to see you two,” Elizabeth greeted. “I hope you don’t mind if I-”
“What’s that? You don’t need any help at all?” Anna interrupted. “That’s fine by us! Now, if you’ll excuse us…”
Anna moved to drag Tanukichi off somewhere more private, but Elizabeth blocked the way out with her body.
“Wait!” Elizabeth shouted. “I-I have a question that I really wanted to ask Tanukichi!”
“Oh… well, why didn’t you say so?” Anna said, her polite mask only slipping for a moment. “Go ahead and ask, my dear.”
“Okay, so… your lesson about the ‘sex’ thing was very informative, but… there are a few things that you didn’t cover,” Elizabeth explained. “For instance, I know that I’m not supposed to have sex outside a relationship, unless it’s with you, but… how exactly do I get into a relationship to begin with? I tried asking my parents, but apparently they don’t remember how they started got together anymore.”
“That is a pretty good point; knowing how to have sex won’t do anyone much good if they can’t get into situations where having sex is okay,” Ayame mused.
“You and Tanukichi are in a relationship, right?” Elizabeth asked Anna. “But you weren’t together at the start of the semester, right? How did your relationship begin?”
“Actually, I wouldn’t say that we’re- hnngh!?” Tanukichi abruptly cut himself off with a grunt of pain as Anna stepped hard on his foot.
“Aww, how sweet of you to notice!” Anna said cheerfully without acknowledging Tanukichi’s pain. “You see, our relationship started when he kissed me as a greeting for the first time. After that, I fell so madly in love with him that we just had to be boyfriend and girlfriend! It would have been a travesty to deny our love at that point!”
‘Aww… but I can’t kiss any boys besides Tanukichi unless I’m already in a relationship with them.” Elizabeth let out a sad sigh. “Isn’t there anything that girls who want to be with someone else can do?”
“Well, there is one traditional thing you could do to see if you’d make a good couple,” Tanukichi replied after a bit of hesitation. Part of him deep down really liked the idea of being the only guy in school who gets to have sex, but there was no denying that his ‘workload’ was starting to get unmanageably big, so he was going to need a little help. “The practice is called ‘dating’.”
“Da…ting? That sounds… painful.” Elizabeth shivered.
“Sometimes, but usually it’s actually pretty fun,” Tanukichi explained. “Essentially, you ask a boy to go on a ‘date’ with you, where the two of you go somewhere and sort of… hang out together to get to know each other and decide whether or not you like him. If you do, you can ask him to enter a relationship. If you don’t, or you’re not sure, you can go on more dates with the boy, or girl, or you can try dating someone else instead.”
“I see… that actually makes a lot of sense,” Elizabeth replied.
“Great! So glad we could help!” Anna said quickly. “Now if you’ll excuse me, Tanukichi and I have a date of our own.”
“No, hang on a second!” Elizabeth blocked the way out once more. “I still don’t know what an actual date is like! How do I know that I won’t mess this up?”
“You don’t!” Anna answered. “I suggest you just use any humiliating failures you might have as a learning experience!”
“No! I can’t let that happen!” Elizabeth said, refusing to back down. “This guy is really special to me! He’s closer than anyone else to the world to me, and I don’t want to risk messing that up! Please, Mr. Okuma… I know this is asking a lot, but please show me how to date someone! I want him to love me the same way that Anna loves you!”
“Aw, that’s so sweet of you~” Anna replied, masking her malice well with her chipper voice. “But if you loved him the same way I love Tanukichi, you’d understand why I can’t let him-”
“Actually, I better go with her.” Tanukichi wrenched himself out of Anna’s grip and ran over to Elizabeth. “I mean, it is my duty to educate everyone on proper moral behavior, and you’re already so moral already that my talents would be wasted on you, right?”
“Aww, but Tanukichi, dear; that might be true, but in case you’ve forgotten, we’ve yet to go on a ‘date’ ourselves officially.” Anna’s eyes seemed to flash red for a moment as she stepped closer to him. “Wouldn’t it be so much more romantic if you were to go on a date with someone you love and not some girl you barely even know?”
“Er, yes, well… I’m… actually going to do this… for you, Anna,” Tanukichi said, saying the first thing that came to his mind.
“Oh?” Intrigued, Anna seemed to calm down for a moment. “And what exactly do you mean by that?”
“Y-you see the thing is, I might know how to date, but that doesn’t mean I have that much experience,” Tanukichi hastily explained. “So to make sure that my first real date with you goes well, I need to practice on someone else first. You know, as a sort of… training dummy.”
“Aww, that’s so considerate of you, my dear Tanukichi! But you know that I’m a lot less delicate than I look,” Anna replied, causing Tanukichi to shiver involuntarily. “Are you sure this is absolutely necessary?”
“Of course! A woman as esteemed as you only deserves the best after all!” Tanukichi said, putting up his hands. “I promise that whatever I do with Elizabeth, I’ll do to you 3 times over!”
“Three times you say? Oooh~” Anna’s hips twitched in a disturbing way as a small puddle of arousal appeared underneath her skirt. “Well then, please, feel free to do whatever you wish with her, as long as you’re back before the end of the night!”
“And I’ll go too!” Ayame volunteered. “You know, to take notes on proper courtship etiquette, and to keep track of everything Tanukichi does with her.”
“An excellent idea, Ms. Kajou. I look forward to reading your report,” Anna said with a bow. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I must return to class. I’ll be sure to inform your teachers that you’re all off on official Student Council business, so none of you will have to worry about your grades slipping.”
“Thank you so much, Ms. Nishikinomiya.” Elizabeth bowed so deeply and so fast that she nearly fell forward. “I promise not to let this opportunity go to waste.”
“Alright then, let’s get going!” Tanukichi turned to leave, but was stopped when he came face-to-face with a familiar green-haired student. “Gaaah!?”
“Did I hear that you were going to provide more valuable insights on the subjects of sex and babymaking?” Hyouka asked, her face deadpan and tired.
“Er, I mean, dates are just a small part of making kids, but yeah, I am,” Tanukichi replied. “But weren’t you, you know… passed out from exhaustion?”
“I was; but even in my sleep, I cannot resist new knowledge,” she replied. “Please, take me with you so that I can observe as much as I can. And if it would not be too much trouble, make a few more babies while we are out as well.”
“Er, sure, I’ll see what I can do.” Tanukichi laughed nervously and stepped around Hyouka. “Then let’s go for real this time!”
Tanukichi took another step and was once again abruptly stopped - only this time, he wasn’t stopped by a person, but by his own idiocy.
“Er… one of you girls wouldn’t happen to have a car on campus, would you?” he asked nervously. “I mean, my mother has her APC, but I’d, uh, rather not take her. She has other things to do, after all.”
“Don’t worry, I’ve got mine!” Elizabeth said, taking out her keys. “Now, where exactly are we going?”
“Wow, the water park? Oh, that’s so cool, Mr. Okuma! It’s been way too long since I’ve last been here!” Elizabeth looked up at the slides, billboards with marine mascots on them, and sparkling water and danced around with joy. “Do all dates take place at places like this?”
“No, dates can technically take place just about anywhere, as long as it is somewhere where you can both have fun,” Tanukichi explained. “I chose this place because I figured, after everything that happened today I could use a little bit of cooling-off.”
“I see, I see… makes sense,” Elizabeth said, nodding. “You forgot a very important thing, though; how, exactly, do I ask a boy that I like out on a ‘date’? Do I need to bow, or do a special handshake, or is this the kind of thing done through email?”
“Oh, no, no, nothing like that!” Tanukichi said, putting up his hands. “The process involves, uh…”
“Allow me to explain, Mr. Okuma,” Ayame stepped forward. “He explained to me earlier that when a girl wants to ask a man out on a date, she should lift her skirt, if she’s wearing one, to reveal her ‘flower’ to him before suggesting a place to spend time together. That way, there is no ambiguity in her intentions.”
“I see; that makes a lot of sense, actually!” Elizabeth nodded and lifted her skirt, revealing her labia and her short red pubic hair. “Mr. Okuma, could you please spend time with me at the water park this afternoon.”
“Er, uh… of course, Ms. Nagaoka. It would be my pleasure,” Tanukichi replied.
“Heh, that’s wonderful! Er, wait a second… shoot! I just realized that I left my swimsuit back at school,” Elizabeth swore.
“Not to worry.” Hyouka popped up like a mushroom between Elizabeth and Tanukichi holding 4 black full-body swimsuits. “I always take care to keep extra swimsuits on me in case I need to do any special observations in the field. I figured I’d need them because one old source on pregnancy I read referred to something called ‘breaking water’... whatever that is.”
“Er, thank you, Hyouka. I would have just bought some suits at the park gift shop, but this works too.” Tanukichi took the full-body suit with green highlights. “Now, let’s get changed and… uh… Ayame? Are you okay?”
“Yeah, totally,” Ayame replied through gritted teeth, gripping her pink-highlighted swimsuit so hard that it almost looked like it was going to tear. “I’m completely and totally fine. What would make you think I was anything other than fine? Ehehe…”
“Uh… right.” Tanukichi turned back towards Elizabeth. “Then let’s get changed and-”
“Yes, get changed! Let’s!” Ayame grabbed Tanukichi by the wrist and dragged him into the nearest women’s changing room, where she took him into a changing stall and slammed the door behind them.
“Hey, what are you doing? Let go of me!” Tanukichi struggled out of Ayame’s grip and began nursing his sore arm. “Okay, something is definitely wrong with you! What the heck is your problem?”
“Grr… I’m sorry, Tanukichi, but I can barely stand even looking at these abominations!” Ayame said as she took out her pink phone so she could swear. “These fucking things honestly should have been the first thing we got rid of.”
“What!? But… they’re skin-tight!” Tanukichi pointed out. “I thought you of all people would be a fan of these.”
“As if! These things are nothing but censorship of the human body! Covering up lovely glistening skin that should be shown for the entire world to see!” Ayame declared. “Every single time I see someone in a full-body swimsuit, I see someone taking a torch to the Mona Lisa, or putting censor bars in the Sistine Chapel!”
Ayame then began to laugh in a very disquieting way, causing Tanukichi to recoil a little.
“But now, we finally have a chance to make amends!” Ayame grabbed Tanukichi by the hands and looked him directly in the eye. “You’re going to go out there and tell everyone that the only morally acceptable way to swim is if at least 95% of the body is showing. Bikinis, after their long exile, will finally make their triumphant return!”
“95%!? Isn’t that, I don’t know… a little excessive?” asked Tanukichi. “They’d basically be naked at that point.”
“Who cares? The skin needs some vitamin D to stay healthy, after all! And I know it would be good for your ‘vitamin D’ too,” Ayame countered, wiggling her eyebrows. “It’ll be a lot easier to get your pool noodle inside a girl’s wave pool if there’s less in the way.”
“Yes, but… not everything needs to be sex all the time, you know,” said Tanukichi.
“Maybe, but the sex does make things a lot more fun!” said Ayame. “So stop pretending like you’re not gonna do it already! I mean, deep down you must be practically dying to see your precious Anna in a swimsuit, right?”
“I… I actually don’t know.” Tanukichi, grimacing, looked away.
“Huh?” Ayame, noticing the look in Tanukichi’s eyes, calmed down. “Is something wrong, Tanukichi?”
“No, it’s nothing, I just-” Tanukichi began, only to be interrupted.
“No, no, no, no; no pushing it off or half-truths here. We’re in a locker room; all secrets are laid bare here.” Ayame sat down on a bench on the far side of the changing room and patted the spot next to her. “Go on; lay it on me.”
“Augh… fine.” Reluctantly, Tanukichi took his seat next to Anna. “I’ve just been… so confused lately. I mean, I’ve wanted to date Anna ever since we were kids, but now that we’re actually sorta dating it’s… so different than I imagined it’d be. Plus, I’m dating other girls, and I’m married to my own mother, it’s just so… hard to process. And that doesn’t even include the fact that I can just rewrite social norms and morality at will now.”
“...” Ayame watched as Tanukichi stared down at his hands.
“Look, I get your whole desire for liberation and freedom, but too much chaos is… stressful, you know? I don’t know what to do, or where we’ll ultimately end up, or if this will all come crashing down. And the one thing that I thought I could count on to stay the same, to be there for me…” Tanukichi blushed as he thought back to all the ways he had heard Anna moan over the past few days. “Isn’t… there anymore.”
“... fine. Have it your way.” Ayame grabbed her full-body swimsuit and began to change into it. “We can change swimsuit standards another time.”
“Wait… really?” Tanukichi looked up from his hands in shock.
“Yeah, really,” said Ayame. “And you can take your date with Elizabeth at your own pace. Do what you want, when you want it, and only change the rules if you really think you need to.”
Tanukichi smiled and stood up. “Thanks, Ayame. You don’t know what this means to me.”
“Don’t mention it; now, get your suit on! It’s impolite to keep a girl waiting, new world or not.” Ayame winked and tossed Tanukichi his suit, which he swiftly put on. They then left the changing booth they were in and found Elizabeth and Hyouka already changed into their wetsuits.
“Heh, sorry we took so long. Ayame had some, uh, trouble with her zipper,” Tanukichi said nervously. “Good to see that your suit fits you, though, Elizabeth. It looks quite good on you.”
“Oh, really? Thank you!” the red-haired girl replied, playing with her curls.
“Fascinating…” Hyouka took some furious notes using one of her wrist monitors. “Was that compliment genuine, or was that something that people say on ‘dates’?”
“Er, yeah, compliments are a natural part of going on dates, but it’s not a good idea to give compliments you don’t mean. It’s a good way to start a bad relationship,” Tanukichi explained. “Over all, when you’re with someone you love, honesty is the best policy.”
“I see.” Hyouka finished her note and stood at attention. “Please proceed with the ‘date’ then.”
“Ah, of course; how do we actually ‘start’ the date?” asked Elizabeth. “Do we need to say a prayer, or do some sort of dance? And how do we know when the date ends? Do we have to do something first, or is there a time limit?”
“No, no, no, nothing that complicated,” Tanukichi replied. “The date starts when we both arrive at the date location, and it ends when one or both of us leave. And it can last however long we want it to.”
“Oh… then that means it’s already started? Wow; I hope I haven’t done anything wrong so far!” Elizabeth began to hyperventilate a little. “Everything has so many rules, so dating must be no exception right? Oh goodness, maybe you should have given me a study guide first; if I mess up, I could wind up being punished, or thrown in prison, and then I’d never-”
“Shhh!” Tanukichi silenced his date with his finger. “Don’t worry, dating is actually pretty lax on the rules. I promise, you don’t have anything to worry about; you won’t get in any trouble with me today.”
“Right… right.” She took a few deep breaths and calmed down. “So, how do we actually get started?”
“Well, the key to a date is having fun and getting to know each other, so why don’t we do just that?” Tanukichi suggested.
“They’ve got beach balls outside; how about we do some pool volleyball? It’ll be me and sleepy here vs. you and your date!” Ayame suggested.
“That sounds great; let’s do it!” Tanukichi said with a smile.
And with that, the four of them went out to the main area of the pool and dove right in. It was a little hot that day, but the cool water more than made up for it. Thankfully it wasn’t too crowded either, so they had plenty of room to play their little game - though, Hyouka only ‘played’ in the sense that the ball occasionally bounced off her head. She was still a bit too tired to move all that much, and Ayame did have to step in a few times to stop her from taking a nap beneath the surface. Still, it was a lot of fun to play and laugh together and, for a moment, Tanukichi almost forgot that this date was just ‘pretend’.
“Phew! I forgot how much energy swimming takes out of you!” Elizabeth said as she put the volleyball down on the edge of the pool. “Are any of you up for some snacks?”
“Sure; I don’t see why we can’t get some extra energy,” said Tanukichi. “I’ll pay.”
“Oh! Is that another dating tradition thing? That the man always pays?” asked Elizabeth. “If so, what if two girls date each other? Do they both starve? Or if two guys date, do they split, or do they both pay twice?”
“Take it easy; I was just offering to be nice, that’s all,” Tanukichi interjected. “You can pay for food next time. Er, I mean, when you’re on your date with the guy you like.”
“Heh, right… of course.” Elizabeth bashfully took a seat with Hyouka and Ayame as Tanukichi went and got some nachos for them all to share. Ayame didn’t touch the food, though, her appetite suppressed by depression as she looked around at the bathing suits around her and sighed. Hyouka would occasionally take a bite, but mostly remained focused on taking and reviewing notes on her wrist monitor so she more sort of grazed at a leisurely pace than ate.
“Ah, that’s better,” Tanukichi said after a few bites. “So, this whole ‘dating’ thing doesn’t seem so scary, now does it?”
“Yeah, it really doesn’t!” Elizabeth let out a sigh of relief. “If dating’s this simple, I have no doubt that everything will go great when I finally ask out the guy I like!”
“Well, assuming that you’re both compatible anyway,” said Tanukichi. “I mean, not to say that you aren’t, but it usually isn’t a great idea to get your hopes up too high with a first date.”
“Don’t worry, Tanukichi; we’ve already spent plenty of time together, so I already know that we’re completely compatible!” she replied. “I mean, I don’t know if he feels the same way or not, but the fact that he hasn’t made me move out yet has to mean something, right?”
“Move… out?” Tanukichi blinked a few times. “Excuse me, I think I must have misheard you. You made it sound like you and the man you want to be with are already living together. But, I thought you said the other day that you lived alone with your father.”
“That’s right; the man I want to date is my dad.”
Tanukichi was lucky he wasn’t eating right then, because he would have inhaled a chip directly into his lungs.
“Y-you can’t be serious!?” he said, just barely stopping himself from shouting as Ayame tried to hide the smirk growing on her face.
“Of course I am! He’s kind, and sweet, and he’s always been there for me no matter what! I can’t think of any other guy I trust more, nor any other that I’d want to date!” Elizabeth explained. “Plus, he’s been so lonely ever since my mom died… I know I can’t replace her, but I would like to ease his burden just a little.”
“Er, well… the thing with parents is… uh…” Tanuikichi tried desperately to think of something, but considering that he was married to his own mother there was no way he could get away with introducing incest as a taboo at this point. “They… can be good lovers, it’s just… are you sure you want to limit yourself like that?”
“Limit myself?” Elizabeth took another bite of her food. “What do you mean by that?”
“It’s just… dating your parents is a bit like… eating the same meal every day since you were a kid!” Tanukichi explained. “I mean, it’s fine, but don’t you want to taste other flavors before settling down with one? There might be one out there you haven’t tried that could be your new favorite.”
“Hmm… nope! Pretty sure my dad’s the only one for me!” Elizabeth said. “And if our dates go well, I plan on marrying him as soon as possible so we can start making babies just like you showed us! I think we might even still have some of my old baby stuff around somewhere, so we can raise them using my old clothes and toys!”
“How economical,” said Hyouka. “I commend you for your logical breeding plans.”
“Er, yeah… totally… logical…” Tanukichi’s mouth was completely dry at this point, and his hands were shaking as he tried and failed to feed himself another chip. Ayame, on the other hand, was just barely stopping herself from keeling over from the whole scenario. “Er, say, Ms. Koujo… I just remembered that there was, uh… another thing about dates that we forgot to mention, right?”
“Huh?” Ayame grunted. “What thing?”
“Y-you know, the thing that we talked about in the locker room,” Tanukichi lied, giving Ayame the most desperate look in the hopes she’d understand. Unfortunately for him, she did.
“Oh, right right right… the special ‘couples pool’ that you told me about,” Ayame replied. “How could I possibly forget that?”
“Couples pool? What’s that?” Elizabeth asked.
“Yes; please, do tell,” Hyouka said, leaning closer.
“Mr. Okuma gave me some details, but not everything. Perhaps it would be better to show you rather than try to explain it.” Ayame got up from her seat. “Follow me.”
Ayame led the group to the pool’s storage building, where they still kept many of the items that were deemed too lewd for public use years ago. This included most swimsuits, packed away tight in plastic bags like bedding, pool noodles, which were seen as overly phallic, air beds, which were seen as overly yonic, water guns, and everything that might be remotely described as related to ‘water sports’. To most people, including both Hyouka and Elizabeth, this was all just dusty, useless junk from a bygone era, impossible to understand what it might have been used for. But to someone like Ayame, this was a temple teeming with golden idols and treasure just waiting to be unearthed!
But, she knew that this was not the time nor the place to bring most of this stuff out. Instead, she focused on one singular item towards the back of the room, which appeared at first to be a large wooden box.
“Ah, so they still have one like you said they did, Mr. Okuma. How fortunate.” Ayme crouched down and gripped the side of the box. “Would you three mind helping me? It will take some effort to get this outside, but I think we can do it.”
The others nodded and, together, they tore the box from the cobwebs covering it and dragged it outside onto the grass, where Ayame tore off the top and revealed…
“Ah!” Tanukichi gasped as his eyes lit up in realization. “It’s a hot tub!”
“A… hot tub?” Elizabeth repeated as Ayame hastily worked to get the thing operational. “I don’t understand; don’t most bathtubs offer hot water, unless there is something wrong with the heater?”
“Yes, but this is not just any tub,” Ayame explained as she connected a water hose and replaced the filter. “This is a tub specifically for people who are going on dates. It is equipped with massaging water jets designed to relax the people inside and… bring them closer together. Isn’t that right, Mr. Okuma?”
“Huh? Er, yes, of course!” Tanukichi hastily replied. “Super romantic! Can’t have a date at the pool without one!”
“Oh, I see! How lovely!” Elizabeth swooned and put her hands on her cheeks. “I can already imagine my dad and I in one of these~”
“Ahem,” Ayame loudly cleared her throat. “Well, before we can get started, there’s something you should know; bottoms are not allowed when you’re in the hot tub. According to Tanukichi, anything blocking the water flow is immoral and deathly bad luck.”
“No… bottoms?” Elizabeth looked down at her wetsuit. “But our suits all have only one part. How are we supposed to just take the bottoms off?”
“Never fear; I’ve got that covered!” The sun glinted off Ayame’s glasses as she took out a pair of scissors and got to work cutting off everything below the rib cage on everyone’s suits. “Don’t worry, everyone will understand if this is for hot-tubbing.”
“If you say so…” Elizabeth looked down at her naked rear for a few moments as Ayame turned the tub on.
“Alright, I believe it is ready to go,” said Ayame. “Hop in whenever you like.”
Hyouka went first, placing an experimental toe into the waters before slowly slinking the rest of her body inside.
“Ooooh my…” Hyouka’s body shivered as a water jet blasted directly into her cunt. “This feels… quite good. I don’t think I’ve ever felt this… rela… zzz…”
“Hey, hey, hey! Be careful!” Ayame grabbed Hyouka’s green hair and yanked her head up just before it dipped beneath the waters. “No sleeping in the hot tub! It’s not against the rules, but it’s a good way to wind up drowned.”
“Thank you… I will try to keep that in mind,” Hyouka said, placing her arms onto the sides of the tub to help stop herself from sinking again.
Elizabeth and Tanukichi went next, slipping beneath the water hand-in-hand and experiencing its rejuvenating warmth.
“Aaaaah… Ms. Koujo wasn’t kidding… this really isn’t like a bath!” Elizabeth said as she laid against the side of the tub. “These bubbles and jets feel so magical! Thank you so much for thinking to show me this, Tanukichi!”
“Er, it was my pleasure, Elizabeth!” Tanukichi replied nervously before turning back towards Ayame. “So, uh, how exactly does this solve our whole… incest problem?” he whispered to her.
“Don’t worry, I’ve got this - just let me handle it” Ayame whispered back as she got in the tub too. “Oh, and I almost forgot to mention, the hot tub dooooes have one rather important rule,” she announced to the group.
“Hm? And what would that be?” asked Elizabeth.
“Simple; if you get in a hot tub with your date, and it wouldn’t break any other rules, you have to have sex together,” Ayame explained. “Oh, and if your date gets you pregnant, then you have to marry him.”
“W-what!?” both Tanukichi and Elizabeth gasped in shock.
“Er, I mean… o-of course!” Tanukichi hastily added when he noticed Hyouka and Elizabeth staring at him. “I, uh, must have forgotten that part. But it’s, uh, a bit too late to back out now.”
“Uh oh… that would really get in the way of me having my dad’s kid,” Elizabeth bemoaned. “But we can’t just stay here forever either.”
“I mean… there is a chance that you won’t get pregnant too,” Tanukichi replied. “So we’ll just have to hope that the baby doesn’t stick, is all.”
“Oh, right! Silly me!” Her worries disappearing from her face, Elizabeth spread her legs wide to show Tanukichi her bare pussy once again. “Go ahead then and slip inside! I’m sure the waters will help make things pretty easy!”
“Geeze… she said she was in love with the guy, but she gave in so easily,” Tanukichi thought to himself as his cock hardened beneath the water. “Oh well… better than her throwing a fit, I suppose.”
Rather than going directly over to Elizabeth, Tanukichi shifted over to her and got underneath where she was sitting. Then, with the redheaded girl on his lap, he pointed his dick up toward her sex and gently lowered her onto it.
“Mmm… seems that I was right! You fit like a glove in there!” Elizabeth smiled and swiveled her hips. Tanukichi could feel every contour of her folds as she did so, wrapping and writhing around his shaft. “Nyaaah! You know, I almost didn’t believe you when I heard this is how babies were made, but now that your cucumber is finally inside me… it feels like this is the most natural thing in the world!”
“That’s because it is… but… just because two people can have sex together doesn’t make it right,” Tanukichi explained as he began to gently thrust his hips up into Elizabeth. “Some people are just… more compatible with each other, and others it just… isn’t meant to be. Which is why dates exist to help sort that out.”
“I see…” moaned Elizabeth, her still-covered breasts making small waves in the tub as they heaved up and down with her body. “I-it all… makes so much sense now… aaah!”
“A-and if things don’t work out with one person, you just gotta… k-keep on looking! Because who you’re meant to be with… might surprise you!” Tanukichi continued, his thrusts slowly growing faster and stronger. “I-I mean, hypothetically anyway!”
“I see, I see… quite fascinating” Hyouka commented as she continued to take electronic notes. “I should have realized there was more to the social aspect to reproduction.”
“O-of course there is! If you’re going to raise kids together, you have to get along!” Tanukichi explained, his dick getting closer to Elizabeth’s womb with each thrust. “O-otherwise, it’s… t-torture!”
“But you do not have to fear when you just impregnate a woman and move on… interesting,” Hyouka noted.
“Hmm…” Ayame glanced toward the controls of the hot tub and got a devilish look in her eyes. “Ooops!” She said as she pressed one of the buttons. “My hand slipped!”
A moment later and a new jet of water suddenly started, spraying directly into Elizabeth’s clit.
“Aaaaah!” Elizabeth screamed, completely taken by surprise by the sudden pleasure she was feeling. “Oh my gosh, that feels so… so amazing!”
“Nngh!” Tanukichi grunted even though he wasn’t hit by the jet because he could still feel the after-effects. Namely, Elizabeth’s cunt tightening even further and her body temperature raising what felt like ten degrees. “C-careful! It’s hard enough to keep a steady pace as is!”
“N-no! Please, keep it going!” Elizabeth begged, her eyes partly glazed over. “I want more… more! M-make it stronger if you can, please!”
“If that’s what the lady wants, then that’s what the lady gets~” Ayame winked and pressed the button on the side of the hot tub again, increasing the power of the jet.
“Ooooh yes! That’s perfect!” Elizabeth screamed, thrusting her hips even harder. “Th-this is giving me lots of ideas to make bathing more… interesting at home! I-it’s normal to use shower-heads like that, right?”
“Of course!” Tanukichi replied, wrapping his arms around her chest. “You can use those however you like!”
“Yes, this is all painting a very interesting picture,” Hyuoka commented. “The more these two furiously mate, the more obvious it is that this device was made specifically to facilitate mating. It is no wonder that birth rates fell so much after these were put into storage.”
“Yep, that’s right; Tanukichi told me that these things practically overflowed with naked bodies back in their heyday,” Ayame explained as she casually rubbed both her own and Hyouka’s clits. “The only problem is that the water would start to get pretty gross with so many people’s love juices in it all at once.”
“Were the filters not advanced enough back then?” Hyouka asked, only moaning a little under Ayame’s touch. “I will see what I can do about that once we are done.”
“T-Tanukichi! I… I think I can feel one of those ‘orgasm’ things getting close!” Elizabeth moaned, her voice reaching a new high pitch. “A-are you getting close too?”
“I… I think I am,” Tanukichi replied as he and his lover continued to make waves. By this point so much water had splashed out of the hot tub that the ground around them had been completely soaked. “And even if I wasn’t… I have a feeling your orgasm would send me over the edge either way!”
“Then please… don’t hold back!” she begged. “Show me just how wonderful… dates can be. Gyaaaah!”
Her whole body seized and twitched as her orgasm finally overtook her. Just as Tanukichi had predicted, her walls squeezed down tight as she did so, milking Tanukichi until he fired his thick load into her hungry cunt. Her moans echoed throughout the entire crowded water park as a fluid even more scalding than the water filled her womb and overwhelmed her mind with feelings of pure satisfaction. Then, as they both slowly came down from their highs, Tanukichi hugged her again and gently peppered her neck and face with kisses.
“Aaah… that really was incredible, Mr. Okuma,” Elizabeth sighed as Tankuichi’s cock slowly slipped out of her. “Thank you for showing me all of this. I’m more confident than ever that I’ll be able to go on a wonderful date with my father.”
“Right, about that,” Ayame interjected. “You see, if you have sex with someone from the Okuma family in a hot tub while on a date, I’m afraid that means dating your father is against the rules. Oh, and if you got pregnant from this, you have to marry Tanukichi too.”
“What!?” Elizabeth gasped. “Oh, shoot… you could have told me that earlier, you know.”
“S-sorry, it… sorta slipped my mind,” Tanukichi said, embarrassed. “You’re not angry at me, are you?”
“Hmm… nah.” She kissed him on the cheek. “This was still a pretty good ‘date’ I’d say!”
She then pulled herself out of the hot tub and let Tanukichi’s seed drip out onto the ground.
“Guess I’ll need a new bathing suit if I want to go swim in the main pool again though, huh?” she asked, to which Ayame looked at Tanukichi with an expectant look on her face.
“... sigh. Fine,” Tanukichi said, relenting to Ayame’s silent plea. “It’s fine to go bottomless in the main pool too, if you want. It’s optional, though.”
“Oooh, that’s good to know! That will help make swimming a lot more fun, I think!” Elizabeth said with a smile.
“I think so too, Ms. Nagaoka,” said Ayame. “I think so too.”
Notes:
Hello again, everyone! It has been a while, huh? You probably are all wondering where I have been.
Well, the truth is I haven't been anywhere really. I've just been where I have been, trying to live my life, keeping up with an increasingly-hard full-time job, my family, and my various hobbies. As my life has continued, I have had more and more on my plate, which is why I have not been able to keep updating these fics quite as much as I used to, since my writing is not something I can spend hours of every day working on. This also has meant I have not been able to reply to comments nearly as much as I want to, including comments by two of my very enthusiastic fans. Still, I thank them both, and everyone who continues to read and comment, for your support and lovely suggestions. I hope that you liked this chapter as well, and that you'll continue to read in the future.
Next up on my plate is the next SSPT chapter, so look forward to that everyone! Until next time, stay safe out there!
Special thanks to my editor for helping me with this chapter and everyone else in my life who helped encouraged me to keep this going.
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