"Makoto?" Kotonoha whispered to the darkness. "Makoto?"

There was no response.

Hm, what time was it?

She craned her neck and checked the alarm clock.

7:54 am.

Slowly, Kotonoha moved his hand from her breast. He made a groaning noise. Kotonoha froze.

Silence. Only his breathing. Slow and even.

He was still asleep.

Very slowly, she slipped out of bed.

Kotonoha put on a bathrobe that lay ready and went downstairs.

She sighed. It had taken quite a while to get him to sleep. After helping Kokoro-chan with her 'homework', they had gone to bed. But not to sleep. Clearly, Kokoro's homework and the discovery he could let Kotonoha cum basically on command had made him very excited.

Makoto-kun had orgasmed three times. Once down her throat, once all over her tits and once deep in her pussy. For the third one, she had ridden him cowgirl and reverse cowgirl for over an hour before he finally came. But after that, he was completely spent, just like her.

Makoto had snuggled up to her and fallen asleep instantly, with his hand on her breast. She had fallen asleep too shortly after.

Kotonoha didn't mind of course. She loved sex. And she would never deny him access to her body, no matter how hard or exhausting it was. She belonged to him.

But right now, she needed time to think.

Kotonoha sneaked to the staircase.

Her legs still hurt. Makoto had never made her ride him for so long.

She grabbed the railing and eased herself down the stairs.

In retrospect, it was kinda her fault as well. After his second orgasm, Kotonoha said she was tired and they should go to sleep. But then he said:

"We could, but…"

"Hm?" Kotonoha asked.

"Well I was thinking," Makoto said. "You've been a very good girl today."

"Thank you."

"So I was thinking…" he idly played with her breasts.

"Hmmm?"

"I just came two times, so I can last very long. Maybe you could ride me?"

"I don't know," Kotonoha hesitated. "I'm kinda tired. Can we do this tomorrow? I'll ride you for as long as you like then."

"Well I was gonna let you cum as many times as you like."

"What?" Kotonoha jerked upright.

"Yeah. Just for tonight, you don't need to ask. You can just cum whenever you want."

"As many times as I like?"

"If you-"

The rest of his words were drowned in the sudden kiss.

She wasn't sure how many times she had orgasmed. At one point it just felt like they were coming over and over, merging into one another. She hadn't been able to stop herself. Even if he had tried to stop her, which he may have tried, she wouldn't have stopped. But when he finally came, she couldn't continue. She couldn't push his soft cock inside her pussy, no matter how hard she tried to.

So it wasn't really his fault. She was the one getting overly excited.

Kotonoha reached the living room. She unlocked the sliding door and walked outside.

The cool morning air made her shiver.

Once again, she sighed deeply.

A good thing she was finally alone. She needed to think.

Was all of this really what she wanted?

It didn't feel like she was making decisions herself. And even if she did, it kinda felt like Makoto-kun had manipulated her into making the decision that he wanted.

On the other hand, maybe that was for the best? It's not like she was making good decisions on her own. Hell, she had killed both of her parents.

But this was getting way out of hand. It was one thing to manipulate her either consciously or unconsciously, but things were happening that shouldn't be possible. She could believe that Sekai was helping him out before, but Kokoro-chan? And that book? Who had written it? Makoto didn't have time for that. And back in the pool when everyone walked around topless without a care in the world. There was no way all those people were involved in a conspiracy.

So either she was hallucinating or something really weird was going on.

It could be a hallucination. After killing both her parents, it wouldn't be weird to construct a fantasy world around herself. To hide in a dream world because reality was too painful to accept.

But then… Why weren't her parents back? Wouldn't it make sense to dream they were still here?

Or…

Did she…

No, no, that couldn't be true.

And yet it was the only explanation that made sense.

She didn't want her parents to be back. She felt guilty about what happened, but she didn't regret what happened. She didn't want to go back. She wanted to be with Makoto-kun. And she wanted the world to be like this. Secretly, she wanted to train her sister like this and she wanted public pools to look just like that. She wanted to be humiliated like that in front of Makoto's friends.

That had to be true, right? It was the only explanation that made sense.

But how could she know for sure?

Wait a sec.

There was a simple way to confirm it.

Kotonoha untied the belt of her bathrobe and let it fall open. She reached down and pushed two fingers in her pussy.

"What are you doing?" a voice demanded.

Kotonoha spun around.

"M-Makoto-kun?" She quickly closed the bathrobe again, as if he hadn't seen her naked countless times before.

"Are you playing with yourself?" he asked.

"No, I…"

"Kotonoha," he said sternly.

"I-I'm sorry. I was just…"

"Just what?" Makoto pressed her.

Kotonoha looked down. Her cheeks were burning. "I was checking if I was wet."

"Hm. Why?"

"To confirm something."

"You were checking your pussy to see if your silly little thoughts were correct or not?"

Her cheeks burned even more. Slowly, Kotonoha nodded.

He grinned. "So what's the result?"

Kotonoha bit her lip. Slowly, she held up two glistening fingers.

"Good," he said. "Lick them clean."

She popped them in her mouth and licked up her pussy juice. She was ashamed to admit she liked the taste.

"Good girl." He patted her head.

"Don't you want to know what made me wet?" Kotonoha asked.

"You'll tell me once you're ready," Makoto said. "Do you want to think for a bit longer?"

Kotonoha nodded.

"Alright. I'll make breakfast then. Come inside whenever you're ready."

He walked to the door.

"Makoto."

"Hm?"

"I love you."

He smiled. "Love you too."

Makoto went inside and closed the door.

She sat down on one of the sunbeds.

Maybe that was all that mattered? After all, the only thing she was even remotely certain of was that she loved him. Even if he had somehow mind controlled her into being like this, she still loved him. So maybe that wasn't so bad? She was happy like this, right? Maybe she should just sit back and enjoy the ride?

No, no. She couldn't do that. She had to know what was going on here.

Even if her hallucination theory was true, it didn't explain why Makoto had suddenly blacked out and then recovered after fucking her. That didn't make any sense.

There was no way she had hallucinated about anything happening to Makoto-kun. Every hallucination has been positive so far. Well, positive in the sense that… uhm…

Anyway, Makoto blacking out couldn't be a hallucination. It didn't fit with all her other ones. But if he had really blacked out then…

There was something about him. He must have blacked out because he was overusing his powers. He was mind controlling too many people at once and the effort was too much. Which meant that Makoto was evil after all.

No, wait, that wasn't possible. If he was evil, why did she love him so much? Why did she enjoy everything he did?

Besides, she couldn't believe that Makoto would do anything like this.

Kotonoha searched her memory. A lot of inexplicable things had happened so far. And Makoto had revealed to her that he thought there were a lot of weird coincidences. But if he had any kind of weird power, he had no conscious control over it.

Wait a second.

What if he had powers, but she controlled them subconsciously? Did that make sense? If she was projecting her desires into the world through him then it would make sense that she overexerted him. And when she had sex with him, he refocused on her and rolled back the changes. Which 'cured' him again.

Did that make sense?

If that was true, then it would mean that if she went back to a public pool, the girls should be dressed again, right? Since she had rolled that change back to save him? But the change to Kokoro's homework would remain the same?

Right?

Or was she overthinking this?

No, no, she was correct. She had to be. It made perfect sense.

Kotonoha went inside. Makoto was standing at the counter in a black bathrobe.

"Makoto-kun?"

"Hm?" he turned around.

"I need you to take me to a public pool today."

"Alright. No problem."

"Just like that? No demands on what I should wear?"

"Well I'm still tired from last night. So I'd actually prefer it if you didn't go too sexy. I need a little break."

"Oh," Kotonoha said, a twinge of disappointment in her voice. "Alright."

"How are your legs?"

"Tired."

"I tried to tell you to take it easy, but you were… well, I don't think you heard me. You were pretty far gone."

Kotonoha blushed. "How many times did I come?"

"I don't know. A lot."

"Sorry."

"You deserved a reward," he said. "But now reward time is over, no more cumming without permission."

"I wouldn't dream of it, Sir."

"Good. Now how do you like your eggs?"

"I should be the one cooking," she protested.

"I didn't ask you to cook. I asked how you like your eggs. Now sit down and answer me."

"O-Okay." She sat down. "Scrambled is okay."

"Alright. Oh and don't forget to take your pill. I don't want your eggs to get fertilised."

Kotonoha blushed. "I won't."

While he made breakfast, her thoughts wandered off. She was ashamed to admit she was already thinking about dessert. The wild night and all those orgasms hadn't done much to calm down her desires.

This wasn't good. She was getting totally addicted to him.

They had fucked for so long she was still sore, but that pain seemed to be making her horny again.

"Here," Makoto said. He held out a glass of water. "You should stay hydrated."

"Thanks."

She accepted it and drank deep.

"Eggs will be done in a minute."

"Is Kokoro-chan still asleep?"

"Already off to school."

"To… when did that happen?"

"While we were asleep. She's a big girl, Kotonoha. She doesn't need us to get ready for school."

"Right, right," Kotonoha said slowly.

Vaguely, she sensed something was off.

But what?

Kotonoha tried to focus.

Come on. Breathe. In and out.

She tried to calm herself, but it wasn't easy. Especially because Makoto-kun had finished with the eggs. He put the two plates down and sat in front of her. His bathrobe was only loosely tied, which gave some insight on his strong chest.

"Something wrong?"

Kotonoha closed her eyes. Come on.

"Kotonoha?"

"Ah, it's nothing. Kokoro's homework was done, right?"

"Yeah, we helped her last night."

"Which uhm…" Kotonoha moved a stray hairlock out of her face. "Which subject was it again?"

"Spouse training."

"Oh, yeah of course."

"She's very good at it," Makoto said. "Just like you were."

"Uhu, I…"

Then, it finally clicked. Were.

"Kotonoha?"

"Why are we still here?"

"What do you mean?"

"It's… whatever day it is. But we need to get to school."

"Kotonoha," he said. "You already graduated."

"What?"

"Yeah, months ago."

"I… what?" No, no. That couldn't be true.

"Ye, Kotonoha," Makoto-kun said. "Are you still asleep?"

"I…" Kotonoha hesitated.

She hadn't graduated. She'd remember that.

Right?

Kotonoha searched her memories. At least, she tried to. Her thoughts were dull and slow. Like there was a haze over them.

"But don't we have to work?" she asked.

"I took over your dad's company," Makoto said. "And you wanted to be a housewife. Don't you remember?"

"Right, of course."

"Eat up, your eggs are getting cold."

Kotonoha nodded.

She picked up her fork and continued eating.

Eventually, they were done with breakfast. Kotonoha cleared away the plates. Makoto casually slapped her butt as she walked by.

Then, they went up to the bathroom to brush their teeth.

Makoto was finished before her and went to the bedroom. Kotonoha went to pee and then went to the bedroom as well.

"You want to go to the pool right now?" he asked.

"Yeah, sure."

"Better take out your gear then."

Kotonoha nodded. She opened the closet and went through her swimsuits.

Her eyes fell onto a red bikini.

Would that one still fit?

Better try it on.

She shrugged out of the bathrobe. In the mirror, she saw Makoto was checking her out.

Kotonoha put the bikini on. It still fit, even if it was a little tight around her chest.

Were they still growing? That was insane. They were already so big.

"Looks like this one still fits," Kotonoha said. "Do you like it?"

"Yeah, it looks good on you."

She took the top off. "How about now?"

He chuckled. "That also looks pretty good."

Kotonoha sauntered to the bed. She crawled on top of him and kissed him deeply.

Makoto briefly kissed her back and then gently pushed her off him.

"Let's take it easy, okay? Your pussy needs a little break."

"You could fuck something else," she suggested. "Maybe my tits?"

"I need a break too."

"Okay then," she grumbled.

"Let's get dressed."

Makoto took out some clothes for her. Matching black lace underwear, a black skirt, a white shirt and a salmon pink blouse. All pretty modest clothes. Nothing too sexy.

She put on the clothes he told her to without protesting.

Kotonoha checked herself in the mirror. She had to admit she looked pretty cute.

When Makoto was dressed as well, they went out.

Kotonoha took a deep breath.

What exactly did she hope to find at the pool?

If only she knew the answer to that.