Right in the school infirmary.
And now, two female students were being made to watch.
Nothing about this was normal.
Yet, no one in that room questioned how twisted it was.
Because the only ones present were a single dominant male… and three willing pussies.
"If you two become my wives, I'll fuck you as much as you want!! If you're fine with that—"
"Of course… "
"Me too… "
Unable to hold back any longer, the two beauties began stripping out of their school uniforms right then and there.
Gripping Midnight's head and tilting her chin up, Mitarai started face-fucking her while watching their impromptu striptease.
"Ghhhk—! Shlurp~! "
Yanked halfway off the bed, Nemuri let out a muffled cry as his hips slammed into her face.
The pressure against her throat made her gag, but even that discomfort melted into unbearable pleasure.
Her body writhed, lost in the intoxicating taste of his pre-cum, the musky scent of his balls slapping against her nose, and most of all, the rough, dominating thrusts of the boy she adored.
"Nghh—! Gllk, slurp, slrrrp—"
Her tongue worked in time with his movements, cheeks hollowing as she sucked obscenely, the lewd sounds of her slobber filling the infirmary.
A shiver ran down Takashi's spine at her eager service, his eyes locked onto his girls undressing.
"Here goes…"
Mina's movements were swift, almost casual—like she was simply changing clothes.
But the moment her blouse came off, the atmosphere shifted completely.
Her pure white bra strained against an impossibly voluptuous chest.
"Damn… those are some huge tits~!"
The sheer volume was enough to make him blurt it out.
Of course, compared to Midnight or Mitsuki, there was still a difference, but considering she was only a first-year high school student, the size was downright unreal.
And then, without hesitation, Mina unhooked her bra.
"..."
Her heavy, jiggling breasts spilled free, their cherry-pink nipples standing stiff and adorable as if mirroring her excitement.
By now, even she seemed embarrassed, her face flushed red—but she refused to hide herself.
Instead, she resisted the urge to cover up, proudly presenting her boobs to him as if to say. 'This is for you, master!'
Her body was obscenely well-shaped for a first-year. Full where it counted, slim where it needed to be, a perfect figure.
And thanks to her training to become a hero, her toned muscles only accentuated her curves, making them even more enticing.
Mitarai's breath grew heavy, although he fucked her one time he wanted her again.
"F-fuck… no way!"
Beside her, Uraraka was slowly working on her own blouse buttons, clearly overwhelmed by Mina's boldness.
Unlike Mina, she hadn't fully abandoned her shame, her face burned crimson as she trembled, her fingers moving hesitantly.
Yet, the fact that she hadn't run away proved just how fanatically devoted she was to him.
"Hah… ngh…"
It wasn't like he was forcing them, but somehow, it still felt like he was doing something wrong, but good at the same time.
And that only turned him on even more.
Mitarai channeled that excitement into Nemuri, fucking her mouth like he would his own hand.
"Gghh—!!? "
Her muffled moans vibrated against his fingers, but he ignored them, his gaze locked onto Uraraka's body instead.
With shaking hands, she unhooked her punkish black-and-purple bra, revealing a pair of perky, adorable breasts.
Though a bit smaller than Mina's, they were no less enticing—her shy, trembling nipples only fueled his imagination.
Compared to Mina's plump, voluptuous pink frame, Uraraka's chubby-like body had that "please tease me" expression was more than enough to stir Takashi's instincts.
"Both of you… Come here."
Now down to nothing but the last scrap of fabric between their legs, the two girls obeyed, cheeks burning as they approached.
"Whoa… shit…"
"I… I wanna be like that too… ngh…"
Their eyes were glued to Midnight, watching her with a mix of awe and envy.
Proud of his woman, Mitarai arched his cock upward, displaying it like a trophy.
"Nemuri, show them how to worship a cock properly…!"
"Mmph—! Ghhk—! Slurp~"
He thrust roughly into her throat, making her gag around him.
The two girls watched, stunned by the sheer intensity, yet they couldn't look away.
Because deep down, their bodies wanted the same treatment.
"Hah… hah… Uraraka…"
"Me too…"
'Take me.'
'Take me.'
'Ruin me until I break.'
That was the desire burning in their eyes as they stared at their "Master."
"You're both so cute… so fucking perfect~!"
"Ahh—! "
"Nngh…! "
Mitarai greedily groped both of them at once.
His right hand kneaded Mina's heavy, supple tits.
His left hand played with Uraraka's adorable, voluptuous breasts.
Squeezing, fondling, he made sure neither was neglected.
"Hah… ahh… what is this…?"
"My… my boobs… they're melting… ahh…!"
The soft flesh of high school girls filled his palms. Driven by lust, Mitarai mauled them without restraint.
He cupped Mina's massive chest from below, lifting them as if weighing them.
He traced circles around Uraraka's stiff nipples, over and over.
The girls' legs buckled, but he refused to let them collapse.
Instead, he yanked their nipples upward, forcing them to stay upright.
"Hyaaah—!! "
"I-I'm gonna—!!"
Mina barely kept her balance, her tongue lolling out.
Uraraka, overwhelmed, fell straight onto her ass.
Their reactions only fed his pervy urges.
"Mina, help her up."
"Y-yeah… you okay…?"
"T-thanks… ngh…"
Hand in hand, they wobbled back to their feet.
The lingering sensation of his tugging left their nipples twitching helplessly.
"Nemuri."
"Gghk—! Hah… ghh… "
His cock slid free from her throat, glistening with spit.
Pulling it out like a sword from its sheath, he pulled the two girls close again.
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