Before I begin, I'm gonna respond to some of the reviews with more genuine effort, because I care about what you guys have to say.

Ben 56: You will get your wish exactly. After the first chapter, Rain will be... evaluating him.

G.I. PEAR: Wow. Your words have really reached into my heart. If I wasn't committing to never abandoning this until and end, you've certainly guaranteed it. I don't know anything about KLK or Nui Harime, but I will definitely look into it, after the motivation your words have given me. I'll also definitely be checking out this "To my Death I Fight" of which you speak.

Actually, never mind, yeah, I know Kill La Kill. It's on!

I too am glad to have a petite girl to offer. Such characters have their own fan clubs in some shows for a reason.

Heavenlydemonknig: Impossible. I don't have the imagination or the fortitude to eroticize a children's cartoon. I just don't.

Shadic21: I have a whole harem planned for DXD, but I can definitely do just Grayfia. But you know I have a lot as it is, so don't expect commitment.

Dangai Ichigo: To acknowledge in order,

I don't know that franchise,

a soft maybe,

Probably,

Definitely for most but we all know poison is a guy, because game makers back then were a bunch of sexists,

and I've got her in progress now.

NO that that's over, you probably weren't expecting the second addition in a row, huh? Well, there's not nearly enough fics about this series, and this is all I can do to change that. Plus, I just enjoyed writing this one more than that for other chapters.

Also, Haruko is technically part of this chapter too, but there wasn't enough space in the damn title bar. That'll make it harder for me down the line, I know it.

Enjoy!

When Haruko had told them she was offering the opportunity of a lifetime, they all expected different things.

It was an unexpectedly rather busy day for the Maken Club. Ever since Ichigo had come to Tenbi, peace had become easier to maintain among the small community that the academy resembled. For the past months, Ichigo had been the rapidly rising star, a sort of champion for the school of spiritually armed girls, turned into that for both girls and boys. But then today, Ichigo's many stubborn challengers must have decided the best way to take him down was all together, kind of. They were certainly many, but not the entire school. And so he was staring down six or seven dozen Maken users who were out for blood.

Except they'd made a grave miscalculation: it was him, and about half of Maken-ki; Haruko, Kodama Inaho, and with them, Azuki Shinatsu, Kimi Sato, and Chacha Akaza. And so they did charge in to wipe the floor with the ensuing hoard. Handfuls of armed students were swatted aside or found themselves eating the brickwork big-time.

Kimi Sato, Secretary of Maken-ki's student council, was a petite girl, almost as short and small as Kodama Himegami. Chin-length dark hair was kept under a red headband, and swept over on of her amethyst eyes. Pale skin gave off the impression of a delicate princess, a sharp contrast to Kodama's defiant nature and only enhanced by her bashful and nervous mannerisms. She took out her pen, and characters sprang almost literally to life to attack at the offending hoards, er Maken Comic Star bringing literal power to words. A truly fitting power for her love of drawing and writing. As they fell in handfuls, her shy demeanor to a mighty mage of sorts, not swayed by the lacking of her A-cup breasts or her unusual love of the arts. Whether through disarming charm or power, Kimi was important just like the rest of them, and no one could disagree.

Azuki Shinatsu, the brutally buxom brick-house of the Magic Enforcement Committee was a completely different manner of beauty. Hair equal in length to Azuki's shimmered in a fiery red as her own violet eyes glared at the next punk. A bandaged nose was a clear sign that she fought often and was only further supported by her fingerless gloves. Flat, dense muscles coiled angrily as a left jab sent an opponent half again her size flying. Well-maintained abs coiled tightly in her core, not at all distracting from the generous feminine curvature of her magnificent E-cups. Her Maken, Hawk, was made clear in the form of metal winged shoes that flicked across a nameless enemies chin as one of her thick, powerful legs flicked up, flipping her skirt and revealing the green-striped underwear at the apex of her luscious thighs, accentuated along with her bust by the flare of her hips and the pinch of her feminine waste. Yet there were few that her body could truly distract, as her fiery behavior screamed that if you were to fight her and dare be distracted by her buxom shape, you would only lose much more painfully.

Chacha Akaza of the Security Committee, stood out the most by far in both manners and beautiful form. Exotic light brown skin and sparkling emerald orbs were complimented by white hair tied in a side ponytail atop her head. And an enthusiastic and boundlessly energetic attitude kept her swinging through the crowds barehanded not unlike Azuki. Except when she found a loose brick, she tossed it towards some tougher-looking foes, and sent them scattering on one way or another as the rock was influenced by her Maken Compresser, and grew to the size of a car, before slamming hard into the ground, pinning whoever was trapped underneath it. The tall girl was practically an amazon, complete with raw sexuality in the form of tree-trunk tanned thighs, and a full, bodacious ass that was put on display with every skirt swish, and humongous, eye-catching, man-drawing, mouthwatering H-cup breasts that rivaled the massive milky orbs of Haruko herself, and even barely exceeded! Chacha held not shame in letting her body go on display, and there was much to see, but of course her jaw-dropping rack was impossible to miss, constrained by her favored leopard-print bra that did a laughable job of keeping her cans from bouncing free.

About halfway through the battle, the latter three had decided they'd had their fun, and decided to sit out and take a breather, watching the rest finish the job. Haruko saw this as a chance to talk to them, and so she sat with the three of them while Kodama and Inaho backed Ichigo up, and there she declared to them:

"Hey guys. How would you like to partake in the opportunity of a lifetime?"

Of course, when she actually told them that she was willing to share the man who just so happened to be the object of only their most romantic affections, they all reacted quite fittingly with shock, skepticism, and obviously no small amount of hesitation.

"Wh-what?" Kimi squeaked, face flushed as all three of them stared at a straight-faced Haruko. "Are you s-s-serious?!" It had long since been revealed that they all were extremely attracted to the only other male member of their club besides the lecherous Kengo Usui, and being the confident, competitive group they were, they didn't take their time in trying to make their feelings known. It had... hurt, when he had approached Haruko all on his own. But now here was Haruko herself, proposing they could all have him?

"I'm absolutely serious." Haruko smiled at them. "I already agreed to share him with Haruko and Kodama, and you guys are just as important to me as they are, and I don't want to lose you guys just because I had what you never got to."

Azuki caught onto something. "The fuck?! Kodama and Inaho know about this?!"

"Yes. I thought they'd be best to start out with, but I wanted to talk about it with you girls too." She looked over to the boy she had once known, who had gone and turned into a man on her and stolen her heart. Then he just had to be so amazing that every girl present had to have feelings for him too. "We were always friends, and even if this isn't an unusual idea I don't want to hurt that friendship over a guy." Even if it was a once-in-eternity kind of guy, the thought, looking back to them. "So, what do you say?"

Unusual idea indeed. Chacha had always thought Ichigo was totally cute; his warm brown eyes, his rare outright smile, his rockin' bod, his wild orange hair that she always thought looked good on him, no matter what other people had said to him. It was an absolute crime that he was without any girlfriend to love him for how awesome he was! Well, if this was her second shot at being that girl, she wasn't going to waste it! Plus, this sounded like a whole lot of fun!

Kimi was obviously way more hesitant about it. Ichigo had started out simply enough as being another member of Maken-ki to her. But when he'd found out about her passion for manga art, and ironic lack of talent, he'd personally helped her shape her skill into something she could be proud of. Beyond that just being in his company made her feel more like a woman, which was more than could have been said for any other man, who looked at her like a child, just because of her... lesser figure. All she needed was one moment for him to see her as one, and if she didn't have to hurt her friendship with Chacha for it this time...

Azuki, of course, was the most hesitant. Ichigo had been exactly the kind of man Azuki had wanted. He hadn't interfered during her match with Kurigasa, but when she couldn't break her fall, he'd stepped right in and... when he held her, it just felt so right, practically love at first sight. It only got harder to be around him and not feel her heart thrumming around in her breast. He was a fighter, and he respected her as an equal, even if he was stronger. She made certain to watch as he dislocated both shoulders on one of his challengers as she thought this, and then watch as he threw the sucker into another three, and take down some staff fighter with a flying kick. But she knew very well deep down that he was a warm and gentle soul. She knew she had to make him hers, and she was still determined to do so! If he had to be someone else's for that to happen... she was going to get all of him, but fuck it, this was a good start.

"I'm in!" Chacha declared, throwing her hands into the air and causing her delightful bust to jiggle. "Thanks for this, Haruko, you're the best!"

That got rid of Kimi's worries. She nodded resolutely. "Me too! If Chacha's okay with this, then I have nothing to worry about! I want to be with Ichigo just as much as she does!"

Azuki grit her teeth and stood up."Fuck it!" The violet eyed brawler declared. She pointed a challenging finger at Haruko. "I'll make him mine yet, Haruko, but until then, this'll work!"

Ha. If only she knew how well she'd get used to it.

Haruko beamed. She was so excited to tell their now mutual lover the good news! Right after he cleaned up, of course, she thought as one of the thugs sailed over their heads .

Azuki grinned, and leaned into Haruko conspiratorially, albeit bushing madly. "So... is he good?"

"Hm?"

"Just sayin', how far ya gone with him? Is he a good kisser? Did ya go all the way, or are ya waiting for those bells?"

It was Chacha who asked the big question, smile and eyes alight with mischief. "How big is he?"

"Ch-chacha!" Kimi sputtered.

Before Haruko could answer, it was Kodama who walked up to them with Inaho, both deciding to take a break from the battle, and quite flatly declared:

"The biggest. I would dare you to find a bigger cock anywhere in the world, knowing you would fail. Ladies, we have stumbled upon the eighth goddamn wonder of the world, his whole body included. His cock is a gift from God, and personally, I find his tongue to be the party favor." Himegami leaned over, hands on her hips. "I hope you know what you're getting into, ladies. Or rather, what will be getting into you. You will most certainly be ruined for anyone else."

Haruko gaped at Himegami, while Inaho nodded supportively, her approving smile never wavering.

Needless to say, they were compelled to find out the truth behind these praises, so openly sung by Himegami, of all people, as long as they were apparently all getting it together.

As it turned out, every single word was true. All of it, and more.

They managed to make it back to Maken-ki meeting room, and when Haruko had revealed to her lover that she'd been talking with them, he wondered what they'd do from there, he didn't have to wait long when she pressed into him and kissed him full on the mouth. The message was clear: It was time to show them what they were now all a part of.

The three of them could only watch in aroused fascination as Haruko and Ichigo began making out intensely, not wasting any time in stripping down before them. Haruko's shirt hit the floor as her magnificent tits wobbled defiantly within the damnable confines of her bra. As Ichigo continued to peck all over her face affectionately, he hands went to his own shirt. He stopped briefly to let her pull it off, giving them all a first class view of his rippling muscles beneath is deliciously tanned skin.

Chacha stared unabashedly with a heavy blush at the public romantic display as it turned carnal, her attention turning in particular to Ichigo's newly exposed broad chest. She slowly licked her lips and her eyes were glazed over, as she grinned, a dreamy grin on her face.

Totally opposite to her friend's reaction, Kimi bashfully tried to pull her gaze away from the hottest thing she had ever seen, covering her eyes halfheartedly as one eye peeked at at split between them; looking towards the walls before she went back to staring; drooling from her mouth as well as soiling her undergarments with an alien but wonderful sensation... if it was a way to shyly show she was enjoying watching, she was using it.

Azuki was unusually quiet as she tugged at a nipple from over her shirt, her face flushed and a curled finger between her lightly grit teeth. There wasn't much said that wasn't already clear.

Haruko and Ichigo continued to make out intensely, Haruko's hands went on roaming her boyfriend's solid torso, and Ichigo's hands dipped deep past her waistband. Three fingers traced around her slicked-up slit. He enjoyed the cute little sounds it got out of her, especially as her licked and nibbled at her ear. God, he loved that he could do this to her, that she was as ready for him as she could ever be and he barely even touched her.

Deciding it was time for them to bring them face to face with the biggest part of it all - quite literally so in a lot of ways - Haruko made sure he was facing them before she undid the hybrid champion's belt and pulled his cock out from his undergarments, the thick shaft now free in all its rigid glory. She moved just out of the way so the rest had a better view.

"Oh my fucking god!" Azuki swore unabashed. Her jaw was slacked, her violet eyes almost bulging out at the sight of her gift. It was, simply put, massive. It was almost grotesque how the huge tube of flesh stood out from his body. It's pulsing veins and red shade made it seem angry in its own way, like it wanted to fight. Only, in case of an actual fist-throwing, it would be fighting her insides to squirt something nice and gooey into her deepest vestiges. And she didn't mind losing.

"Holy whoa." Chacha remarked flatly, blushing harder as she let her gaze roam over his girth, from the absurdly long and thick shaft to his pulsing head all the way to his massive nuts and his hairless crotch. She idly wondered if she'd previously used her Maken on a two-incher that had now magically come back to show her its gratitude. It was, in all realism, the biggest she had ever seen, making the real-life imprints she'd made Kimi make of other boys look laughable.

"It's huge..." Kimi's head felt light, her face a brand new shade of red. She really should have passed out at this point. Except that her eyes were now drawn straight to the treasure of flesh before her. Ichigo had a cock that looked like it could have just been a screwed-up limb, but almost seemed absurd even on someone of Ichigo's musculature and broadness. Would that thing fit in her at all?

Haruko giggled as she stroked the erect pillar of flesh. "You think it's something now? Wait 'till you feel it inside you." Well, none of them really knew how to respond. Even the bold and immodest Chacha was stunned at the absurd shamelessness of this whole situation. "Here let met show you." And then and there did she unhook her abused bra and let her plentiful bosom loose. When Ichigo reached for her full hips and plunged his cock into her, she gasped and moaned in pleasure. But she took the whole thing in for every inch. She took the scrunchy out of her violet ponytail and shook her silky violet locks loose.

Haruko stood doggy style in front of them, tits swaying as Ichigo pounded into her without reservations, expression flushed and euphoric as the biggest cock any of them had ever seen filled her up. Azuki rubbed her thighs together, Kimi blushed, stupefied, and Chacha, considering the offer without a single second thought, could feel blood run from the curled finger between her teeth, but did not care in the slightest.

Ichigo's strong hands cupped Haruko's brimming mounds of flesh, squeezing them in his palms. She turned her head and kissed him full-on while he squeezed her herculean tits. This was really what she loved about their experiences. Apart from his massive, unrivaled cock, her favorite thing about making love with him was that he never got tired or kissing her throughout the entire thing.

"It didn't take you a lot of convincing to do this." she teased. He responded by teasing her nipples. She moaned outright as his hands left her breasts for massaging her tight stomach.

"We already did this in front of Kodama and Inaho." Ichigo whispered, though the shocked expressions of their friends showed they had little success. "This isn't really different, except for who's getting invited." Her statement had been bait, he knew that. She just needed a reason to confirm from him that they had done this before, and that they were being offered the exact same thing.

It wasn't outlandish to say that Haruko had incredible stamina. She was a fighter after all, and a Maken user of the highest caliber at that. But a being of Ichigo's caliber - if there was any other - simply dwarfed her. All these random thoughts were the only thing allowing her to keep up with him.

Until now.

Haruko squealed as her juices spurted out of her tightly filled hole, Ichigo not stopping for at least a dozen more pumps, before his hyper-dick finally blasted deep into her pleading core.

Out of the three of them, Chacha was the one to finally notice something that had been apparent the entire time: Haruko's stomach bulge. She' heard of it, but she'd thought it was just a myth; an absurd fantasy to turn girls on to the max. But Ichigo really was just that big, that his cock stretched her out to the point that it was visible!

Haruko obviously didn't let a single orgasm stop her; they'd done this too often for too long. Iron cock still bulging within her, she twisted her body until she was facing him, her legs around his waist. Ichigo gripped her full hips, and began to pump again, holding her full weight as his hips thrust into her welcoming pussy. This was the legendary carryfuck. Only a real man could hold his partner and give her a good thorough fucking, an Ichigo had long since proved he was far beyond other men.

It wasn't fair, Chacha decided. It really wasn't. Haruko had let Inaho and Kodama have this, and here they were still waiting for their turn while his huge, smoldering cock was wrapped deep in Haruko's plentiful pussy. Her thoughts spilled out in the form of a needy whine, which Haruko clearly heard.

"I just want you to see for certain what you're in for." Haruko spoke matter-of-factly, as much as one could when they were being stretched out, despite how much they had done this with the same man. Again, Ichigo was just that gifted. Mostly it was interrupted by moans and the occasional squeak as her pussy was working for a hyper-cock fitting. "You know, you can join in right now. We can sort out feelings afterwards. Right now, I just want to help you guys feel good," she wrapped her arms around his neck lovingly, "and let Ichi here take you to another world."

Kimi strained to keep herself from passing out. It was helped by her pure desire to watch the hybrid's prick slide in and out, in and out, and how much she wanted to be awake when she got to go.

Azuki turned her head towards Chacha, not allowing her eyes to leave the absurdly erotic sight. "So, we're totally fine with sharing him, right?" Her voice was small and uncertain. She had been attracted to Ichigo as soon as he'd met him. She'd somehow known then that he was exactly the kind of man that she had longed for. And here Haruko, who had already had rights to him, was kind enough to share him, body and heart, with the rest of them.

"You mean you weren't before?" Chacha was incredulous, but he didn't look away either. "Ichi's a super-great guy, with a super-great cock! Of course we're okay with it!" She just couldn't say no to this idea. This was her getting exactly what she'd wanted when it was more than she had ever thought.

"Well then," Haruko managed between sex-labored breaths, "Just wait for us to finish this orgasm. I haven't let him hose me down yet. He gives great cum showers." Cum. More cum, and lots of it. It was her big creamy prize for this arduous passion, almost as much as the passion itself. She moved her hips in perfect sync with his mighty thrusts into her lush pussy. This was a special overwhelming pleasure that was unique to whoever got to experience Ichigo as a carnal partner, a messy, passionate act that put every other in its category to shame with its heat, joy, and raw excitement.

"I'm so glad you agreed to this." What Haruko loved most about this mind-numbing carnality that they endured together in absurd bliss was how simple it was. "I just love seeing you do all the things you do to me to other girls." Right now, Haruko felt like just another extremely lucky girl. All of her titles and personas faded away; vice-president of Maken-ki, Tenbi Sophmore, Murakumo wielder... they meant nothing in the face of barebacked sex with her fat-dicked lover driving deep into her caverns of ecstasy.

Ichigo didn't respond verbally. He just pressed his face between her bosom, nuzzling her deeply hidden breast bone and smiling dreamily to himself. He was the type to count his blessings, and now more than ever, more than he'd loved having his powers, more than his parents being soul-saving ass-kickers... he was soooo grateful to be an attractive young man with a gigantic cock.

Haruko jumped off his dick just in time for Ichigo to erupt straight into her eager mouth, his warm cum overflowing past her lips and spilled onto the wobbling slopes of her fat tits. The girls were shocked just to see how much cum had been produced in a single orgasm, every chunky hose-down had enough behind it to be a full orgasm on its own. It was at least a full minute before Haruko had her fill, and was now painted in her lover's creamy cunt-filling.

"So much cum..." Azuki commented numbly.

"So," Haruko looked back at the three of them with a coy smile, "who wants to go first?"

Chacha normally would not have hesitated to get into an opportunity like this, but she saw her best friend on the planet fighting with herself over this and, unusually enough, got an idea.

She slapped her shoulder, "encouraging" her forward. "Hey, Kimi, you should totally go first." Never said it was a well thought out idea. "You're obvs super nervous. If you go first, you can get it all out of your system!"

Uncharacteristically, Kimi was cursing Chacha out under her breath, meekly stepping forward to accept her sentence. She moved in closer to the patiently waiting Ichigo, her eyes locked on his not-so-patient prick, which throbbed enough that she flinched.

"Kimi," Ichigo's voice snapped her out of it, "you're not obligated to do this. We can just talk about our feelings after this whole mess is done. And you don't have to stick around, either. You can hang out somewhere else if staying makes you uncomfortable."

His consideration warmed her head to toe, and she could have sworn her heart stopped for a full three seconds. He was willing to talk to her about love, even if she didn't want to do this with him. But the truth was she really did; really really did! So she steeled courage, and advanced on his imposing cock.

"Th-thanks, Ichigo." She said, her voice only shaking for a moment. "B-but... No! I want this so bad, if I don't get it now I might go crazy!" To prove her determination, she removed her panties, and her school uniform top, turned her still-skirted back to the stud, got on all fours, and raised her butt up in the air, wiggling it for emphasis! What a brave girl! "Take me, Ichigo! Leave that cock stuck in me if you have to!"

This new side of small, bashful Kimi shocked everyone. Ichigo's titanic prick twitched in approval. Then he got an idea.

"Chacha." He raised a beckoning finger to the buxom mocha girl. "Could you come over here, please? I need your help with something." Eagerly, the buxom wielder of Maken compress pranced over to him. "Okay, hold on to Kimi's hips for me." Confused, she did as she was told, moving herself in front of Kimi and did as she was told, lifting her smaller friend up off the ground, and placed her just above the head of Ichigo's mighty cock. By moving into this position just to get a good hold on Kimi's hips, she did even more to please Ichigo than she realized. "I want you to help her set her pace. I don't want to hurt her as much as I can help it, and I know she's important to you."

"You got it!" With a nod from Kimi, Chacha helped her in a slicked-up sliding right around the tree-trunk cock.

As a reward for Kimi's boldness, Ichigo wasted no time, plunging straight up into Kimi's tight crevices, pumping with fervor.

Kimi's mind went blank. She couldn't even produce real sounds of her own free will as he stretched her out. It felt so good, but also like she was fit to tear in two.

The Maken-wielding artist let out a cute squeal every time Ichigo's mammoth organ drove deeper and more furiously into her girth-strangling cunt. She felt as if her organs were crushing against one another just to make room for his absurdly large cock. But no matter how painful it was, no matter how the tears leaked from her eyes, she didn't want to stop either. Because it pleased far more than it pained; his cunt-plugger pressed against her every sweet spot she hadn't even known she had!

"Oh! Oh god!" She squealed as the fucking rocked her tiny body back and forth. She turned to Ichigo with a pleading look. "Don't stop! Please don't stop! If you stop now, I might go crazy!"

"Don't worry, Kimi." The orange-haired hero reassured her. "I've got no intention of stopping today." He looked to Chacha underneath Kimi as he pumped and pumped into the smaller girl. "Kimi is a very special girl, Chacha. I hope you know how lucky you are to have her."

"Right?" Chacha continued to lift and push the tiny girl up and down, which took a bit of effort with the tight fit. Her cheeks went flushed as she stared at Kimi's pained ecstatic face every time she practically dragged Kimi against her will through her first time. She couldn't help but wonder what kind of face she'd make when she impaled herself on Ichigo's mighty pole.

From her place on the ground, Azuki rubbed her thighs together impatiently at the sight. How was she supposed to hold up until it was her turn? Well, she was actually more on board than they thought but... you just didn't wait when a chance to get off like that was staring you in the face! That settled it! Chacha would just have to wait! She was going to fuck him the first chance she got!

"Enjoying the show?" The usually gutsy girl yelped as Haruko appeared next to her, still half-covered in the cum she was licking off herself. Azuki didn't say anything, just huffing as she got back to the show in time to see Kimi's love of big breasts come through. Chacha was now sitting in Ichigo's lap, effectively between the joined pair, letting Kimi smother herself on her friend's luscious brown titties. Her dainty fingers pinched at the thick, dark chocolaty nipples. "Me too. Feeling it is all nice and good, but he's so big, I can only do it so many times." Azuki's right hand traced down past her stomach and straight to her skirt. She lifted it with a singer and traveled past the striped waistband of her green-and-white striped panties. Why wasn't she naked now? "That's why I like to watch."

Azuki could see why, but she'd rather be in the action directly. Watching was for whelps. Kimi probably thought that right now, if she was thinking anything, the way she wriggles and moaned on top of that absurd pillar of flesh, one that Azuki had never in her life seen in such a size. She looked down at her breasts, and decided rubbing them down and playing with them a bit would be a passable way to quell the fire until she got her chance.

Kimi panted with increased frequency as Ichigo fucked her now at a much faster pace, surprised at how it just slid inside her after a nice hard, slick fuck. She let her face out from between the heavenly prison that was Chacha Akaza's tits. "I'm gonna cum!" She squealed. "I'm gonna cum, Ichigo! I can't hold on!"

"Then let go!" Ichigo moaned. "Let it all go!"

Kimi came with a squeal as her juices mixed with Ichigo's hot, thick spunk, a nice cum cocktail as her eye rolled back into her head and she passed out.

Chacha pulled Kimi off the big cock with a wet pop. Juices leaked from her open cavern, but apart from some unconscious squirming, she seemed to be in a deep, peaceful sleep.

Before Chahca or Ichigo could comment, Azuki seized the opportunity "It's my turn!" She stomped over to Ichigo, grabbed him by one of his broad shoulders and forcefully kissed him, powering through her embarrassment to get the message across. A string of drool connected them when she pulled away. "I wanted this before it was offered, and I'll be damned if I wait a second longer!"

Ichigo admired how she clearly wasn't going to take no for an answer. She'd probably lift Chacha right off his dick if he refused her. "Alright then, Azuki. No need to leave you out of it."

The hot-blooded redhead grinned and pumped her fist victoriously, even as her flushed face gave away that she was rather flustered about it.

She wasted no time in pulling off her shirt and her bra in one grab, her mighty breasts bouncing with the motion. But that wasn't all that caught Ichigo's tension. He licked his lips hungrily at the sight of a proud set of rippling muscle, angry abs beneath soft feminine curves from arduous work and fierce combat.

"Wow," Ichigo breathed. He could do nothing to hide his awe at the rough girl's prominent sign of strength, or his slack jaws stretching into a soft smile of delight. "I love your abs."

Azuki had never flushed so hard in her entire life. "Th-th-th-that's my line, y-y-you horndog!"

"Well, what can I say? I see your six pack and I'm just compelled to tell you."

She decided the only way to shut him up was kiss him. So she did. Except this time it wasn't a simple-minded hungry kiss, or a kiss of shameless need. Her cheeks were flushed with embarrassment as much as exhaustion, and her lips were soft against his own, even as she tried to scowl against him. It was a genuine kiss of affection, from a girl who'd always had trouble showing her more delicate side, even to the man who had been everything she had desired in a man. She pulled away and pressed her forehead. Her voice was quiet and soft.

"Hold me, dumbass."

Ichigo was only a bit surprised by how vulnerable she sounded. But this time he didn't hesitate. He wrapped his arms around her midsection, as she hugged his midsection, pressing her firm, round, buxom tits into his abs. They kissed again. She met his lips gently. He was surprised by the change of rough pace, from all-out force on bashful little Kimi to slow and passionate with the roughhouse beauty Kimi. She pulled back and tore her bra off at the front, revealing her light pink areolas and her perfectly shaped bosom quivering high on her form. Ichigo immediately got the message and massaged her doughy globes. She moaned as her surprisingly sensitive mounds molded under his strong hands. She loved it, but she'd been waiting long enough

She lightly gripped his face and glared at him, although it was ruined by her blush. "Enough with the foreplay, Ichigo! Fuck me!" As well as her breaking voice.

Well, he didn't need more than that, did he? He Immediately gripped his cock as best he could, and she trapped it between her flat, muscular stomach and her soaked honey pot. He pulled his hips back and jammed his length straight into the redhead's core.

"Hmmm!~" Azuki instinctively bit down on Ichigo's shoulder as he reached deep within her. Knowing very well what she wanted, he didn't stop. He adjusted within her and then immediately moved in and out, all the way to his dark purple tip. Azuki brought him close again as they both let their carnal instincts dictate their every move, from his mighty pumps to her holding onto him for dear life as her pussy did to his cock. It was bigger than she ever could have hoped for, and it ground against her every spot, turning her into an anxious, over-pleasured virgin, ironically since she was certainly not one now!

While Ichigo pistoned into the brutal beauty, Chacha let out mewls of contentment as Kimi, somehow regaining consciousness even after her own railing, sucked on her buxom besty's big bodacious titties, with the amazon's shirt lifted above her nipples. Chacha wrapped her arms around the artist's small shoulders and moaned, feeling and watching; feeling her friend suck on her tits, and watching Azuki get cock-stuffed. Haruko was not idle, moving over to them and pressing her tits up against Kimi's head, leaving the girl in a heavenly prison only one other "head" would know soon enough. Did Kimi really have to draw ever again? She felt like she could die happy right there. Only Chacha had known how much she loved humongous breasts, but it seemed Haruko had caught on. And honestly, she didn't mind.

Ichigo held onto Azuki's breasts like life handles as her soft, tight insides gripped him like a vice. He'd been surrounded by boner-blowing girls before this school, but now they were all in one place! Getting to drain literally all of that sexual tension? It was mind-numbing, and besides charm, great abs, and power, he had the one thing they'd give it to him for: a cock that could be measured in feet.

Azuki felt like she did when she was in a fight: sweat was starting to roll down her back, her body was screaming at her for the strain, and she couldn't think of anything except for this abundant thrill. Except, fighting didn't thrill her nearly this much. It almost made a traitorous part of her psyche never want to fight again, that she could get a surge of adrenaline so off the scales just from getting filled up in a way going fist-to-fist never could.

"God, Azuki. You're so soft on the inside." Ichigo groaned his praise as he claimed another girl, body, heart, and soul. He felt like a King, and he wanted Azuki to feel like a Queen. "Please tell me this is what you wanted." Orgasm after orgasm on his still-running tool was a good indication from her body, but he wanted her to admit it to him, and to herself most of all. He wanted her honesty in emotion, not to treat it like it was some challenge where she had to push herself when she should just bask in the enjoyment.

"Yes!" Not all of the hot-blooded Hawk wielder's mush-reduced brain was there, but enough to respond instinctively. Enough to make sure he fired a nice, warm load into her wide-open core. "Oh god, yes! It's everything I've ever wanted in being with you and so much more! I never want you to stop making love to me, Ichigo!" He'd really done it, hadn't he? He might not say it, but Ichigo Kurosaki had turned Tenbi's depiction of fighting spirit into a lovesick mating partner, and all it had taken was spearing her on a cock like no other.

Speaking of...

Ichigo blasted another enormous cream payload into Azuki's awaiting womb. Her eyes rolled up into the back of her head as boiling whiteness bloated up her baby cave, and her body imitated, limping backwards from Ichigo's grasp. The best part was that Ichigo's girth prevented a single drop from leaking out, so she got every dollop as a minute-long orgasm hosed her insides.

Azuki looked at where she'd been ruined, and then passed out.

It didn't last, she was soon upon Ichigo, feeling up his abs and planting kisses - both mile-a-second pecks and wet, slobbery tongue-prods - all over his face and neck, kisses he gladly returned.

As soon as he'd managed to pull out of her, causing her to shudder and writhe, Haruko and Azuki picked her up and spread her out comfortably next to Kimi, who was grinning dumbly with drool running down her parted mouth.

He took a moment to breath as his endowment didn't waver for even an instant. He turned to talk to to Chacha, but was too busy trying to catch flies at the sight of her leopard-print bra straining as the energetic amazon pulled her shirt off, letting her mocha mountains heave free. They bounced and quivered every which way so hypnotically, so enticingly, with a shine about them that was all natural, with inch-long nipples in a dark chocolate shade.

The white-haired girl giggled at his awestruck expression. "You like 'em?" She moved over to him, swaying her hips enticingly with every. Single. Step. She cupped the underside of her jaw-dropping tits in her dainty palms, making them seem smaller under the sheer imposing force of her caramel bosom. "All the boys do. Too bad for them there's only one man I want tasting these." His cock twitched in approval, regaining her attention in an instant. She licked her lips enticingly as she crouched in front of him. She reached in front and unclasped her bra, the garment springing forward as her massive, firm breasts were free out from their decorative imprisonments. "One thing before we start!" She said, pushing her tits together from the sides now.

He stared at her tits as she stroked the side of his cock with one hand, seeing exactly what she was implying, he immediately sat up on his knees and grabbed onto her shoulders.

Chacha knew exactly what Ichigo would want when he fucked Haruko's tits so wholeheartedly, the way his caramel eyes lit up as his huge, thick shaft pumped out of her soft, milky cannons. She was only two centimetres bigger so that wouldn't draw him in, but hers were firmer, so she'd see how he liked that. She lay on her back and squished her luscious tits together as Ichigo's pole-cock pushed right through their pillowy space and poked through the top for several inches, his fat balls pressed firmly against the underside of her boobs. She stared, almost hypnotized by the way the thick head remained several inches above her tits while he began pumping his thick cock in her plush brown tit pussy.

"Fuck my titties as hard as you want, Ichi!" She moaned, already feeling it's warmth in her big, fat breasts. "You've earned them!"

Ichigo ground his calloused palms against her thick nipples to bring her as much pleasure as possible in gratitude for this blissful treatment, his oversized cock rising proudly from her supple mountains. If you'd told him a few months ago that he was going to go to a school filled with the hottest babes on the planet and turn out to be the most fuckable man there, or anywhere else, he'd have sputtered and, depending on who you were, clocked you good. But now all he could think about was all the slimy, messy wants and desires he could fulfill with each and every woman there, more importantly, the wants he was getting right now with this amazingly buxom babe Chacha, who took things like this with immense energy and a smile, a smile that was currently turning drunken and flushed as he drove his lava-loaded cock in between her blessed brown knockers.

Chacha's glazed-over green eyes stared at the bludgeon-head that hid in between her warmers one second, and then reached a point above her head the next. She knew he was loving this, but the rest that broke through to the other side of heaven was just sitting there waiting to go back in! That wouldn't do at all! With that in mind, she licked it, her cute pink tongue dragging along the broad girth like a giant ice cream cone. She peppered it in several little kisses, while up above Ichigo decided to do something for her that her own hands couldn't, and she squealed when she felt one of his hands sending several fingers past the knuckle into her fuck-hole, while the other lifted on of her tree-trunk thighs . The leopard-print lover would need at least that much to take the cannon that was currently fixing to blast a load straight through her bra busters any minute now.

He suddenly found his hands taken from him by Haruko and Azuki, the latter having recovered at a surprising pace. Haruko took up a spot on Ichigo's left side, guiding his palm straight onto her tempting breast, letting her head roll back as he let his thumb play with her big pink nipple, flicking and pressing it deep into the breast flesh . He found his head pulled to the right as Azuki gripped both sides of his face in for a kiss against her surprisingly supple lips. Her lips moved against his clumsily with no small amount of uncertainty that even her passion couldn't conceal, but he responded with support and invitation with every roll of his tongue over hers. He used the arm she'd pulled away to wrap around her midsection and pull her in close, even as his hips sped up to ready another cum blast for the resident chocolate leopard-print loving lovely. No words were exchanged. Just saliva, and the passionate rubbing of flesh against flesh.

Chacha squealed as another hose-down of his gooey spunk blasted her straight in the face, some making its way down her gullet as she smiled open mouthed, gulping every now and then, over a full minute passing before his orgasm finally halted. Haruko and Azuki reluctantly released his hands as Chacha cleaned herself off.

The wielder of Maken Compressor hopped to her feet as Ichigo positioned himself with his back up against the wall, prancing over to him, causing her every bit of pleasant fat to jiggle, from her monumental breasts to her ass which quivered with every stride, until she was crouched in front of him and sat in his lap.

"Take me, stud!" Chacha requested enthusiastically as she bounced up and down on him. She slid up and down on his cock, hot-dogging the pillar of meat between her bodacious ass cheeks. It didn't take much for Ichigo to fulfill his request, as his strong hands gripped her wide hips and lifted her up until her steaming cunt was just over his blazing, cum-slicked cock, and he plunged her straight down on creating a flame within her like nothing she'd ever felt as she felt herself stretch past the point of what should have been possible.

Neither of them waited long for any adjustment to take place. They simply threw themselves into their mutual wants and needs, Ichigo thrusting straight up into Chacha's tight twat as she bounced on his cock, her giant tits jumping in front of his face every time their mighty hips met. His eyes were locked onto them as she bounced on his cock, completely tit-notized by her immaculate chocolate rack.

Haruko and Azuki were quick to retake their chosen places at Ichigo's flanks. The redhead immediately went back to sharing a passionate kiss with him, while her and Haruko's hands roamed his abs, even as Azuki's violet eyes managed a glimpse of Ichigo's balls under the iron prick filling up Chacha. She wondered how his nuts would taste, probably still glazed in both their juices.

"Oh my god!" Chacha moaned, throwing her head back. "Don't stop, stud! Mold me in your fucking shape! Ruin me for anyone else!" Her panting became heavier and heavier with every slam onto his cock. "I don't want anyone else's cock for the rest of my life! Your huge, thick cock can have me any time you want it to!" Well, she was asking for it. He began to pound into her harder and harder, thrusting into her coco pussy with gusto. His grip on her hips tightened, a subtle display of strength that would reach even a girl as strong as Chacha, left with no choice other than to take it all until he was good and done.

He pulled his mouth away from Azuki's long enough to pull her face into his, giving her a breathtaking kiss as he gave her something only a woman like her could ever truly feel. She moaned into his mouth as he gave her a nice, sloppy helping of saliva from him and his buxom brawler both. Chacha was a very different kisser from Azuki, no greater experience but just as much shamelessness and enthusiasm as Chacha Akaza could deliver at will! Not even getting stretched out by a big fat cock could wear down her enthusiasm, like it could her poor little ex-virgin pussy. She could feel every thrust pass deep into her womb, threatening to rip her open. Even if she hadn't loved the feeling, she knew she was ruined. No way any man ever had a cock as big as his

The champion of the spirit worlds managed to pull away from the kiss. "Chacha," he grunted between his dynamic pumps, "I'm gonna cum." He managed to look her in the eyes, brown meeting green. "Where do you want me to..."

"Inside!" Never let it go unsaid that Chacha Akaza wasn't an impulsive girl. And being so joyously fucked only left her wanting more pleasure; as much as she could get. "Oh gosh, fill me up until I explode!" Just to entice him further, maybe even make him lose his mind, she grabbed his head and shoved his face into her bountiful bosom, pushing his head all the way to the breastbone at the bottom of her seemingly infinite cleavage. She shook her shoulders, slapping the sides of his head with her quivering breasts.

And there and then did he cum, so hard Chacha felt like someone was spraying a jet hose of boiling milk straight into her open insides. Her own orgasm was no less audible, as she squealed at the top of her lungs, a nice mix of juices forming once again as the absurd girth within her kept her plugged until such time as it deemed her pussy fit to be left.

It didn't have to wait terribly wrong, as her hips wiggled while Ichigo managed to remove Chacha, though she whined a bit at the loss of big a cock. He managed to stand up, helping Chacha to her feet. Her drowsy attitude didn't last long; she soon had her arms around his neck and was planting nice wet kisses all over his face

Haruko joined her, kissing on his cheek. "You gave her exactly what she wanted." She crooned, pulling herself into him for a hug, almost flattening her pillowy curves into the hard ridges of his body, trained from a young lifetime of combat and supernatural victories.

"Can we do one more thing?" Ichigo asked in almost a growl as he lightly gripped Haruko and Auki's fat pairs of tits, just hard enough to let them know exactly what he had in mind.

Ichigo sat himself up on the table, and leaned back to position his cock bobbing before standing straight up. Chacha and Haruko moved to his right and left sides respectively, and pressed their humongous honkin' tits against his thick shaft. They immediately got to moving up and down, going from head to base in a double titfuck for the ages.

Haruko took no small amount of pride in watching Ichigo's head roll back at the complete coverage of both sides of his cock, even if not all of it. Even during their first time after which he'd told her earnestly how amazing he thought it was with her, his mighty fifth limb refused to go down after an entire night shared between them. It hadn't gone down after a night with Kodama and Inaho involved! He just had enough stamina for them all! It had almost felt selfish keeping such a man to herself. It made her more than happy to share with every other girl that had clearly become attached to the resident mystery of spiritual might.

The man in question adored all the girls in Maken-ki. He didn't want to put any of them above others, but this was easily the best titfuck he'd gotten yet. Chacha's boobs were only slightly bigger than Haruko's, a difference that might as well not exist. It made the gloriously plump, perky pairs perfect for smothering as many inches of his cock in their softness as they possibly could. Chacha was an energetic girl, and Haruko was plenty capable of keeping up with her excited pace. He was excited for the day he could get a double titty fuck to outdo this one; an exciting milestone, to be sure!

He finally began to thrust up into their boobs, causing them to jiggle as he started fucking them in earnest, his strength more than enough to match them and give their mighty tits the treatment they deserved.

"I love it when you let me be with other girls." Ichigo breathed to Haruko. He pulled her into a kiss as they went on with their double-titfuck, and pulled away with a string of saliva between them. "I'd make love to every girl in the school in a line to brag about by cock if you asked me to." He gave Chacha a kiss the same, taking delight in the enthusiastic way her mouth opened up for him and her tongue readily submitted to his.

"Don't go making promises like that." Haruko purred. "I might have to mention this to those girls from Venus. You've definitely got enough stamina in you for all of us."

"This'd better not be the only time." Azuki called out, suddenly pressing her big boobs flat into Ichigo's back as she wrapped her arms around his midsection. "I want to do this with you at every chance. I want you and only you from now on." If Ichigo could think about anything beyond the massive, shirt-ripping tits that were smothering his cock and mashing into the intricate muscles of his back, he'd probably be adoring how sweet the usually hard-headed babe was being right now. But as it was, all he could think about was his endeavor to fill these elevens out of tens with a nice slimy payload.

Haruko and Chacha covered the several free inches of Ichigo's cock in wet, sloppy kisses as they stood proudly above they're bust valley. Chacha wrapped her lips around the tip on his pulsing head, covering his hole with the unrelenting passion of a french kiss. The stud himself roamed their luscious bodies, hands gliding across their smooth backs, and while one hand slicked two fingers into Haruko's freely dripping pussy, the other gave Chacha's magnificent ass a good firm squeezing, groping and massaging her supple backside with one of his strong, rough palms. Her delighted cooing was definitely not a discouragement. He gave it another smack and she purred again. He'd clearly have to look into this again later on. Much more thoroughly.

Unfortunately, their pleasure was interrupted just as it was about to end. Minori and Aki had just arrived to bring in more paperwork to Maken-ki, Aki giving Minori a hand, but the two of them entered the room at just the time to see Ichigo hold up his giant dick with both hands and spray down the girls with a hose's worth of his seed. They could do nothing but stare at his god cock as he met their gazes and realized he had just been caught. Fortunately, they were so fixated on his fat cock, their minds swirling with what it could do to them, that they didn't snap out of their daze before the rest of the girls could also realize they were there.

So yeah, that's the route this went! I felt like some of these should have some fight scenes in them, just as a little add-on to the whole thing, hence the start to this even if it's not much of one. You can expect further fight scenes from future chapters. Have a nice day!