6 - Breaking Point (r18) [LDA]

Warning: Explicit Content

[ Tatsuma Household II, Musutafu ]

[ 4 April 2198 ]

For Manami, the last week had just been whiplash after whiplash.

First she meets the hunk that was Ryuji Tatsuma, her new lover, her new mate. It'll always be a little embarrassing that their first encounter was her losing herself in his presence, and then slathering her tongue across his face... but she didn't regret it. The fact that it had immediately led to Manami getting her back blown out, losing her virginity to the dicking of a lifetime and then some– that was already a net positive.

Then there was the fact that she was now a part of a blossoming harem, a harem that had started with incest.... which was just so l-lewd! Manami couldn't get enough of it.

Then there was the fact that she had basically thrown out all of her stuff. 

Her apartment, her clothes, everything apart from her computer stuff was just gone. The Tatsuma's got her an entire new wardrobe, with a full bedroom of their house just for her to use... but if she was being honest, she'd probably never sleep in it. Passing out on Ryuji's bitch-breaker of a cock was quickly becoming Manami's favorite pastime.

Then they had gone and bought ANOTHER house, this one in Musutafu, all so... all so Ryuji could attend Aldera for his last year of highschool. Learning that Ryuji was 17 while she was 23 had been a bit of a shock, but Manami didn't mind. In fact, she found it a little arousing.

It was a well-known fact that age gaps were hot.

In just one week, Manami had gone from a depressed, mopey, jobless e-girl to Ryuji's full-time fucktoy, and she had to stop herself from giggling in delight every time she realized just how much better her life had gotten.

The sex being the icing on the cake.

Not only was getting ravaged by Ryuji's dragonmeat the best feeling in the world, she was having the time of her life watching him 'punish' Ryuko. Manami never thought that she'd be a voyeur, but watching Ryukyu, Japan's #9 hero, slowly break again and again, all because her brother was withholding her orgasms... it was the hottest thing ever.

Just thinking about it was enough to put her in the mood.

In fact, even right now, despite being exhausted, sore, and caked in Ryuji's hot, steamy cum both inside and out, Manami furiously masturbated as Ryuji left her at the edge of the bed, her lover now towering over his sister's body.

With this being the final day of Ryuko's punishment, Manami knew that she was in for a treat.

Ryuji grinned as he looked down at his sister.

Writhing on the floor, a thin flesh rope was wrapped around Ryuko's figure so tightly that it dug into her skin. Her breasts, hips, and butt aching as it painfully clung to her body. Not to mention the three flesh molds tightly packed into her ass, pussy, and throat, all of them perfect replicas of Ryuji's cock, all of them squirming as she choked and thrashed, whimpering into the floor as her orgasms continued to be denied.

His lust element was starting to prove its worth. While he couldn't outright shapeshift, Ryuji could now grow and control tentacles from anywhere on his body, not just his tongue. He could even detach them and control them from a distance... as well as feel the sensations that they emitted, which was just as weird as it was hot.

Ryuji had just spent the last five hours fucking Manami, all while his flesh ropes held Ryuko in place, whimpering in the corner of the room, ignoring her pleading cries. His detached flesh squirming and wiggling for hours on end, stimulating Ryuko's insides as they continued to pump her full of aphrodisiacs and pheromones.

Assaulting her with an endless, hellish pleasure.

Ryuji had taken in his sister's desperate pleas with fervent delight.

After five hours of that, the torment leaving Ryuko hopelessly broken, her thoughts so muddled with lust and need that she couldn't even string together words... it made his cock throb.

Reaching towards her asshole, he violently ripped his flesh cock from her ass-pussy with a powerful yank, reassimilating it with his body.

"MMHHHHMMMM!" Ryuko squealed, her vision going white as she didn't cum.

Then Ryuji lined up his dragonmeat with her gaping, puckering asshole, and growled, firmly gripping her ass as he savagely thrusted forwards, firmly hilting all 16 inches of his bitch-breaker into her asshole.

Ryuko moaned as her brother started ploughing away at her ass-pussy, her brain so muddled with subby thoughts that she immediately started jutting out her hips into his thrusts. Her ass jiggling as Ryuji ruthlessly fucked her butthole loose. An unreachable climax building as Ryuji's thick, meaty cock bottomed out in her asshole twice per second, rearranging her gut, all while his meatstick slathered her insides with the most powerful aphrodisiacs known to man.

Then Ryuko felt the flesh molds in her throat and pussy ripple, both of them stretching and growing, little strings of flesh latching onto her face and thighs... just so they could get enough traction to start fucking her greedy holes.

Ryuko's vision went white as she felt three of Ryuji's cocks thrusting away at all three of her openings, all three of them fucking her senseless. Lost in the highs of hellish pleasure, lost in the need for release that had been hopeless building for an entire week, Ryuko let out a desperate wail as she felt Ryuji's true cock firmly press itself into her butt, letting out rope after rope of hot, fiery cum into her welcoming gut.

Holding her in place as he kept his bitch-breaker firmly packed in her ass-pussy, letting out so much gunk that it shot out around the edges of her asshole, and her belly swelled to make room for it all. The entire time, Ryuji's flesh molds continued to fuck her face and cunt.

Then after a few minutes of caking her insides with baby-batter... Ryuji growled as he immediately started fucking her butthole harder and faster. His two flesh molds picking up the pace as well, Ryuko choking and gagging as she was forced to take his assault, her thoughts pleading for release.

Her mind deteriorating as she was overwhelmed with pleasure and need.

Manami bit her lip as she watched Ryuko whimper into the floor, Ryuji fucking her butthole relentlessly. Manami's slicked her fingers in and out of her pussy, her other hand pinching her clit as she climaxed again and again at the debauchery before her.

She knew that she had an unhealthy obsession with love... but she had thought that had just been limited to her own desire to fall in love. No, Manami was realizing that her obsession extended to watching it happen to other people. Watching Ryuko writhe, thrash, and moan as Ryuji slowly tortured her with pleasure... she couldn't get enough.

Manami wanted to watch her lover fuck anyone and everyone, she wanted to watch as he claimed, fucked and bred woman after woman, as he ruined sex for every single female that happened to cross his path.

Then she watched as all three of Ryuji's cocks firmly hilted themselves in Ryuko's holes, all three of them stuffing her with cum... and finally bringing her to climax.

"AAAAAAHHHHHNNNNNNGGGG!"

Manami watched wide eyed as Ryuko's body thrashed and convulsed, her pussy squirting violently as her eyes rolled from the most intense climax Manami had ever witnessed.

And this was just after one week.

'What if I spent years like that... locked in one of Ryuji's basements, his fleshy tentacles pumping me full of pheromones, fucking me senseless for weeks, months... years... decades... all while I'm unable to cum...' Manami shuddered. The thought terrified her, but she found herself wanting it regardless. Just thinking about being held against her will, brutally fucked and bred, overloaded with pleasure, until she was completely and utterly broken...

Manami climaxed just from the thought.

Then she let out an "eep!" as tentacles began twirling her nipples, lewdly rubbing at her figure as they dragged her to edge of the bedspread. Upside down, and with her head hanging off the side of the bed... Manami gulped, knowing exactly what she was in store for next.

As soon as she felt the tip of Ryuji's dragonmeat pressing against her lips, she opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, moaning wantonly as if to invite him in. 

"Aaahhnn~ GAGHK!"

She choked as Ryuji's dragonmeat hilted her throat to the base.

Then she gagged and gargled as he started thrusting, ruthlessly pistoning his massive cock in and out of her maw. Her throat desperately stretching and bulging in as it tried to hold his member. The fleshy ridges of his massive cock scraping at the folds of her throat-pussy, her eyes clouding over with both love and lust.

"GAGHK! GAGHK! GAGHK!"

His tentacles ruthlessly thrusting away at her twat, her asshole, and playing with her nipples, Manami was losing herself to pleasure.

"GAGHK! GAGHK! GAGHK!"

Then she felt Ryuji's cock swell as it started to fuck her face harder, faster. Her lover grabbing her by the throat as she roughly fucker her face, as he used her like a cocksleeve. Forcing his massive cock, further, deeper... until he firmly pressed into her gullet and cummed.

Ryuji's essence churned into her gut, her stomach swelling to hold it all. Cum seeped out of the edges of her mouth and nose, ruining her face. She writhed and choked as he held her beneath him, continuing to cum.

Then he leaned back... and continued to fuck her face.

"GAGHK! GAGHK! GAGHK!"

Manami's squeals were muffled by the slab of dragonmeat in her mouth, but she couldn't be happier. She was going to be manhandled, used like a fucktoy until she passed out... and she still couldn't think of anything hotter.

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[ Aldera High, Musutafu ]

[ 5 April 2198 ]

"Tatsuma, could you read this for me?"

Snapping back into focus, Ryuji held back a groan. "With the arrival of autumn, the leaves began abandoning their trees," he recited, his english flawless.

Ms. Fukuchi smiled thinly, her eyes narrowing behind her glasses. "That's... correct."

With two curved horns, a plump, meaty figure bordering on chubby, a large bust, and fluffy white hair adorning her head, neck, back, and just a bit on her upper chest... all courtesy of her Quirk, Sheep, Ryuji's teacher was undeniably hot.

That did not make Ms. Fukuchi any less annoying, though. She was one of those teachers that believed in 'discipline,' and that everyone should always be focused on the lesson at hand... even if they were perfectly fluent in English. With her being a teacher at Aldera, he was willing to bet that he was her first ever fluent English speaker.

She probably had no idea what to do with him.

Ryuji, though... he had a few ideas concerning what to do to her. As soon as he found out that one of his teachers was a sheepgirl, well, she had been his. He had managed to brush past her, leaving an invisible, undetectable sigil on his teacher, and pouring a slow but steady stream of Lust into their bond.

Ryuji wasn't trying to arouse her, though– he was actually testing himself, trying to push the limits of what he could accomplish with Lust. He wanted to see if he could use the element of Lust to all but force Fuwari Fukuchi to fuck him, not by meddling with her hormones, but by guiding her actions into... unfortunate circumstances. Ryuji could already use Lust to physically alter his body, so who was to say that he couldn't affect things like Luck and Fate, if he made sure to do so in a lusty way?

Ryuji was curious to see what would happen, or if it'd even work.

Then there were his pheromones, which, well... they were incredibly useful. Ryuji didn't really care for the 'extras' of Aldera, even less than Bakugo did. Katsumi was all for shoving her superiority down everyone's throats, but Ryuji was too lazy to do even that. No, it was far easier to just let his scent to the work.

He could invoke fear, arousal, calm, anger, ANYTHING with just a scent. It wasn't that strong without a direct whiff,, but it was enough to deter people. This way, Ryuji could eat lunch alone with Izumi and no one would even question it. Or rather, no one would openly express their confusion regarding his actions, out of a very subtly wariness of speaking against him.

That was why Katsumi hadn't picked a fight with him either. To be fair, it took a lot more pheromones to make her back down... and he couldn't even fully rely on fear, having to rely on making her feel 'too arrogant' to fight him, but still.

He was far more interested in Izumi at the moment anyways.

RING!

"That's the bell..." Ms. Fukuchi let out a small sigh. "Alright, everyone, I want pages 16 and 17 done by tomorrow. I'll see you all then..."

There were a few groans here and there as the sheep teacher left, but they were ignored.

"Let's go, Izumi."

Izumi froze for a moment, but didn't refute his words. Sure, it was a little uncomfortable being addressed so casually, especially by a cute boy, who happened to be in a relationship... but she couldn't bring herself to voice her opinion. If she couldn't stand up to her long lost friend who constantly berated her, how could she ever hope to stand against her newest friend for being too comfortable with her?

Ryuji held back a feral grin listening to her internally monologue.

As they got up for lunch, though, Ryuji said smoothly, "if calling you Izumi makes you uncomfortable, I can stop. I don't want you to feel like you can't voice your discomfort around me– we're supposed to be there for each other. That's what friends are for, right?"

Izumi's mind stalled, mortified. She must've mumbled her thoughts aloud.

Or at least she thought she did, blissfully unaware of Ryuji's sigil adorning her arms. He wasn't doing anything more than reading her thoughts, emotions, and reactions like an open book, just so he could tease her better... but she didn't know that.

"I-I'm sorry, I didn't–!"

"Don't worry about it, Midoriya-san."

The way that Izumi's heart just ached at the formal tone... it was simply gratifying. Ryuji had only been her friend for a few days, but she was already attached to the way he called her, even if she found it embarrassing. Ryuji had to admit that shy girls desperate for affection were just the cutest.

"...Or can I keep calling you Izumi?"

"Yes! I m-mean, y-yes. I-If you want to..." she mumbled, embarrassed.

Ryuji smiled. "Then let's go to lunch, Izumi."

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