"Akane, take off your clothes."
"..."
Akane hesitated for a moment before slowly sliding her school uniform off her shoulders. The fabric pooled at her feet, exposing her delicate shoulders, collarbones, and a wide expanse of creamy, white skin to the air. When her bra finally fell away, her unnervingly large breasts bounced into view.
Standing behind her, Saki's eyes widened in shock.
They're... massive.
Saki wasn't small by any means, but standing next to Akane made her feel inadequate. What on earth did she eat to grow like that? Saki wondered if she needed to focus more on her own figure. Alex claimed he liked all sizes, but look at him—he couldn't keep his hands off those two giant balloons.
"Hah... hah..."
Akane's breath hitched as she began to stroke him with her slender palms. Her body was already ignited by Alex's touch; his fingers traced a path from her collarbone down her back, lingering on the smooth skin before sliding under her arms to roam across her abdomen, finally settling on her buttocks.
Akane's figure wasn't just about her chest; her rear was incredibly firm and perky, with flesh so supple it felt like it could burst with moisture at any second.
Every inch of her skin was being explored, every part of her played with. He even grabbed her small feet to admire them for a moment. Akane truly felt like his sex toy—a mere tool for his pleasure.
And yet... even this was better than the faces of those other men. It was certainly better than Shoya.
Akane opened her glazed eyes and watched as Alex buried his face between her soft breasts, leaving a trail of hickeys and bite marks. Lust began to burn through her entire body, coiling tightly in her chest.
It felt as if she were about to be consumed by the heat.
So hot...
So... good.
Is this... sex?
Technically, this was Akane's first real time being conscious for it.
Alex, however, had no intention of being gentle. He cupped both cheeks of her ass, squeezing and kneading them violently while his tongue lashed across her milky breasts. After licking them for a while, he opened his mouth and sucked hard, raising dark red strawberry marks.
Then, he sank his teeth in, leaving rows of dental imprints on the pale flesh.
"Nngh, it hurts..."
It was a mix of pain and emptiness; her body was starving. It was pure torture.
"Does it hurt? I'll be a little lighter then," Alex mumbled, his voice muffled as he lunged forward and clamped his teeth around her pink nipple, taking the whole thing into his mouth.
Slurp—
Gulp...
"Eh? Wait... what's happening?" Akane was terrified. "This... what is this? Why..."
Why am I producing milk? It's impossible! Is my body... pregnant? Even if I were, it couldn't happen this fast!
"It's just a special ability of mine," Alex said, narrowing his eyes and licking his lips with satisfaction as he looked up. "They really are huge... they rival even Makoto's. Akane, you truly have a depraved body."
Akane's grip on his member tightened as she glared at him in shame.
"But I love a lewd body like yours. Besides, the taste of this 'holy milk' isn't bad at all," Alex said, tilting her chin up. "Akane Nanao, from now on, you're my exclusive dairy cow."
Who... who wants to be your exclusive cow?! This guy is so cruel, he's intentionally humiliating me! Damn him!
And yet, the sensation was so strange... being milked like that...
"Alex, mine aren't bad either," Saki couldn't watch anymore. She pouted and leaned in, holding her own breasts up with both hands. "Taste mine too."
"Fine, I'll taste Saki's."
Saki cupped her perky breasts and proactively guided her nipple into the boy's mouth. Feeling the suction, her eyes sparkled with anticipation. "How is it? The taste?"
"Delicious," Alex said, letting go of Akane and pulling Saki into his arms. He buried himself in her white, yielding flesh. The room was thick with the scent of raw lust; the entire school had become Alex's personal harem of desire.
"Akane, get on top. Do it yourself."
Alex rested his head on Saki's chest, narrowing his eyes and waving his hand dismissively. "Use your body to serve your Master well... cough, cough!!"
Dammit, I choked.
Spitting out Saki's nipple, Alex covered his mouth and coughed, his face dark. Saki didn't know whether to laugh or cry as she patted his back. "Slow down... I'm not going anywhere. Honestly Alex, you're like a little kid."
Alex: "..."
Whatever.
I'm literally showing you my peak masculine power right now and you call me a kid? Does a kid have one this big? Even grown men don't compare to me.
Akane hesitated, hovering over him with fear and uncertainty. Yet, her body was reacting, fueled by a faint, growing expectation. Alex loved watching her inner struggle.
She braced herself, her massive chest swaying as she gripped the thick, monstrous dragon. She aimed it at her own gushing spring and, clumsily and slowly, began to lower herself down.
"Nngh—"
Squelch, squelch.
Juices sprayed.
The moment the entire length vanished inside her, swallowed whole, Akane arched her neck back. Her eyelashes fluttered as she squinted, one hand braced against the boy's chest for support. She breathed in sharp, ragged gasps. "It's... it's inside..."
This is... sex.
So this is what it's like between a man and a woman... No wonder the girls in school are so obsessed. It's so good. That feeling of being filled to the brim is like a bone-deep poison—addictive and impossible to escape.
Akane couldn't help but begin to grind her hips. her slender, supple waist swayed in rhythm as her internal walls clamped down on his massive girth. The friction produced wet, sloppy sounds that echoed in the quiet classroom.
"This feeling... is this how you played with me before?" Akane practically collapsed against his chest, her hands mindlessly stroking his muscles, her eyes swirling with complex emotions.
"Call me Master."
Alex enjoyed her body, his voice calm.
"Master... nngh~ It's so big, so deep... you're hitting it... you're hitting my core."
"Akane? Akane?!"
A sudden shout came from outside the door. It was Shoya, his voice filled with agitation. He had clearly heard Akane's lewd moans and gasps. As wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her, her cries became increasingly debauched.
Hearing Shoya's voice, Akane cried out even louder. She stopped suppressing her voice, almost as if she wanted him to hear everything.
"Akane..." The voice outside grew weak and hollow.
On the other side of the door, Shoya collapsed to the floor, letting out a miserable, broken sob.
Akane didn't care. She stared into Alex's eyes as pink hearts began to flicker deep within her pupils. "Master... Master! Eeeeeek—!"
This... this is fine. Being Master's slave is much better than being with someone like Shoya.
When the sounds finally faded and everything came to an end, the classroom door swung slowly open. Akane walked out, her clothes back on but her face still flushed with the afterglow of a powerful climax. She stroked her cheek, her finger lingering near her lip.
She looked like a goddess of lust.
"A-Akane..."
"Shoya," Akane said, the pink hearts in her eyes still visible. She smiled, her voice dripping with seductive charm. "Master is so powerful... he filled me up with so much."
"..."
"My stomach is completely stuffed. I'll definitely end up pregnant like this... and I'm only a high school student."
"..."
"But if it's Master, I don't mind. I'd be happy to bear his children. Sorry, Shoya, but I can't stand those disgusting men in the Track Club. And you've become just as disgusting as them."
Akane sighed. "Compared to all of you, I much prefer Master. I'm quitting the Track Club."
She waved her hand dismissively. "Goodbye, Shoya."
Shoya: "..."
In that single moment, Shoya seemed to age twenty years. He watched the silhouettes of Akane and the man walk away together. Total despair took hold, and soon, he began to wail.
He sobbed like a broken child.