Ch.4 A Tsundere is broken in an alley, but wait there's more!
I start with a smirk, my fingers slowly undoing the buttons of my white blouse, each one a tease as I reveal more of my skin. The red tie dangles loose, as I tug it off and let it drop to the ground. Kasumi's eyes are locked on me, her breath hitching as I reveal my lack of a bra, my tits spilling free, nipples already hard with anticipation. I hear her groan, a sound that sends a shiver down my spine. Then I drop my skirts as I twist my hips, revealing my lack of panties. And soaked pussy.
That does it she growls, stepping forward and reaching for me, but I'm quicker.
Confessions be damned and her new submissiveness be damned I feel my own pettiness and real hurt spike as she reaches for me.
In a flash, I pin her against the wall, my naked body pressing against hers, my hands gripping her wrists above her head. I lean in, my breath hot on her ear. "Who's in charge here, Kachan?" I ask, my voice a low purr.
I push my charm, fueling her submission and arousal, a heady mix that makes me even wetter. I can feel her struggle, but I'm stronger. And she slumps into the wall after a moment.
"Fuck, Izumi," she whispers, her voice a mixture of frustration and desire. "You're in charge."
My mouth shifts into a wicked grin, my lips stretching wide in a Cheshire cat smile, sharp teeth glinting. Kasumi's eyes widen, and she starts to struggle again, but I'm too strong. Her quirk flares, crackling, but with her hands pinned, it's useless.
I lean in, my voice a low, menacing whisper. "Remember, Kachan, all those years of bullying? The insults, the pain you caused? How you made me feel like shit every single day?"
I push my charm in a way I haven't yet. Using it more for pure manipulation. Forcing her to relive every moment of humiliation, every sting of her words. I make her feel the fear, the pain, the helplessness. As she tenses in horror, I keep her arousal and submission high, a delicate balance that keeps her on edge.
"Stop it, Izumi!" she snarls, trying to deny, but her voice is shaky. "I didn't mean to… "
"Bullshit," I interrupt, my voice cold. "You knew exactly what you were doing. You enjoyed it."
Her struggle intensifies, but I hold her firm, my grip unyielding. "Please, Izumi, I'm sorry!" she begs, her voice breaking. "I didn't mean to hurt you!"
I feel her begin to break just like earlier. I didn't want to do it earlier. I let the old Izumi part of me take over. I thought I was just me. But I'm still unstable. And the Lilith part of me is holding the wheel right now.
I Lean in, my voice a harsh whisper. "Too late for that, Kasumi. You broke me, and now I'm going to break you."
Tears stream down her face, her body shaking with sobs. I feel her right on the edge of fully breaking. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry!" she cries, her voice raw with emotion. "Please, forgive me!"
I ignore her plea's as I crush my lips against hers, swallowing her sobs, tasting the salt of her tears. My knee comes up, grinding roughly against her soaked pussy, the friction making her gasp and moan into my mouth. She's a mess of emotions, her body trembling with a mix of fear, guilt, and arousal. I flex my charm even harder, I can actually feel her mind start to crack.
And I can feel her wetness, her heat, as I grind against her, my knee moving in a relentless rhythm. Her hips start to move, meeting my thrusts, her body betraying her as she grinds against me, seeking more.
I pull back slightly, my breath ragged. "You like that, don't you, Kachan?" I whisper, my voice rough with desire. "You like being used like this, being made to feel everything you put me through."
She nods, her eyes glazed, her voice lacking an edge as she replies. "Yes, Hero," she whimpers. "Please, more. I need more."
I slam my lips back onto hers, my tongue invading her mouth, claiming her. I can feel her submission, her need, the cracks in her mind. And it fuels my own desire. I grind harder, faster, my knee working her clit until she's crying out, her body convulsing with an intense orgasm. Yet another wave of power crashing over us both. And the bedrock of submission I'd laid earlier is the only thing not cracked right now.
Again, I tear my mouth away from hers, my breath coming in ragged gasps. And grab a rough handful of her hair, forcing her head up, to meet my eyes. She shivers, her body still convulsing with the aftershocks of her orgasm, her eyes glazed and unfocused.
I lean in, my voice a low, dangerous purr. "You're mine now, Kasumi. You're going to be my sidekick when we become pro heroes. And you know what else?"
I can feel her acceptance, her cracked psyche pliable.
"You're going to be my slut," I continue, my voice cold and commanding. Pushing with my charm even harder. "You're going to serve me, pleasure me, and do whatever I fucking want. Isn't that right, pet?"
It's the last push to completely break her. Her mind reforming around her new reality. I can see literal hearts in her eyes as She nods, her voice a broken whisper. "Yes, mistress. Anything you want. I'm yours."
I smile, a wicked, satisfied grin at my new title. "Good girl. Now, let's see how well you can follow orders."
I force her to her knees, my grip tight in her hair, my other hand pressing on the back of her head. I shove her face into my pussy, feeling her hot breath against my sensitive flesh. "Eat me out, you little slut," I command, my voice cold and dominant. "Show me how much you want to please me."
She doesn't feel anything but eagerness, submission and arousal. Completely broken now. She starts to lick, her tongue tentative at first, but growing bolder.
"Fuck, you're a good little pet," I pant, my hips moving against her face. "You're going to make me cum so hard. And then, I'm going to fuck you. I'm gonna grow a cock and fuck you. Just like with mom. Just like you asked. I'm going to make you stronger, but that just means you'll be a stronger pet for me."
My words don't scare her. Why would they, She's nothing but my pet now. She licks harder, her tongue working my clit until I'm crying out, my body convulsing with an orgasm. And she greedily drinks down my juices. The wave of power crashes over us both again.
I pull her face away from my pussy, her chin and lips glistening with my juices. She looks up at me, her eyes filled with devotion, hearts still dancing in her gaze. She's panting, her body barely holding itself up as she kneels.
As I'm Catching my breath, a satisfied smirk settles back on my lips. "That's a good little pet," I say, my voice soft but commanding.
"You've done so well." I reach down, running my hand through her hair.
She leans into my touch and I feel her joy at my praise. My grin turns sinister again as I continue.
"And now your gonna gag on my cock," I say, my eyes glinting with malice and desire.
I use my shapeshifting to grow a larger cock, then with mom. Feeling it throb with power and anticipation. Kasumi looks up at it, her eyes wide with awe and hunger.
"Y-yes, Anything for you, mistress" she stutters, feeling a mix of desire and fear at my size.
She leans forward, her tongue darting out to eagerly lavish my cock with long, wet licks. She starts at the base, her tongue tracing the thick veins, before moving up to the sensitive head, circling it with a mix of reverence and hunger. But she doesn't take me into her mouth yet, her eyes flicking up to meet mine, a mix of anticipation and nervousness in her gaze.
Pulling back for a moment, her breath hitching, she confesses, "I-I've never sucked cock before, mistress. I don't know if I'm doing it right."
Her admission sends a thrill through me, a perverse sense of pride that I'm the first to have her this way. I reach down, cupping her chin, forcing her to look up at me. "You're doing just fine, pet." I say, my voice a low, approving purr. "Now, keep sucking."
She gives a hesitant nod, her eyes wide and filled with a mix of fear and devotion. "Yes, mistress," she whispers, her voice barely audible. "I'll do my best."
Her lips part, and she takes the head of my cock into her mouth, her inexperience evident in the tentative way she moves. Her tongue flicks out, trying to explore, but she's unsure, her movements jerky and uncertain.
The old Izumi, is screaming in the back of my mind, horrified at what I've done to Kasumi. I've broken her, reduced her to this submissive, quivering mess. But Lilith champion of Erona?. the otaku. That part had harbored a deep-seated hatred for Katsuki, So I snuff out that voice. refocusing my attention on the sight before me.
I look down at Kasumi, once an arrogant, tomboy bully, now nothing more than a broken pet. She's submissively sucking my cock in a public alley, hair disheveled, her once-confident eyes now filled with nothing but devotion and need.
I reach down, tangling my fingers in her hair, guiding her movements. "That's it, my little pet," I coo, my voice a mix of approval and cruelty. "Take it deeper. Show me how much you want to please me."
She whimpers, her eyes watering as she tries to take more of me into her mouth, her gag reflex kicking in. But she doesn't pull away, doesn't stop. She's completely mine, completely broken, and it's a thrill unlike any other.
But I want more. I tighten my grip in her hair, my fingers digging into her scalp as I take control, fucking her face with relentless, brutal thrusts.
"Look at you, my little pet bitch," I growl, my voice laced with cruelty and dominance. "You're nothing but a tame dog now, with a slutty body made for my pleasure. Isn't that right?"
I feel her pleasure at my words, as I drag my cock across her tongue, and she gags noisily. But she doesn't pull away, doesn't try to escape. She takes it, her body trembling with arousal as I choke her with my cock, her eyes watering, her nose running.
Her arousal spikes with each thrust, each gag, each choke. I can feel it, I'm using her, degrading her, and she's loving every fucking second of it.
"Fuck, you're such a good little slut," I pant, my hips moving faster, my grip on her hair tightening. "Choke on it, you little bitch. Take my cock like the good little pet you are."
And she does, her body convulsing with pleasure as she chokes, her eyes rolling back, her body shaking with the intensity of it all. She shakes into an orgasm her throat tightening around my thrusting cock. Another wave of power for us both.
That sends me over the edge and i slam my cock as deep down as i can. My cum spilling into her mouth, down her throat. I shudder, my body convulsing with the intensity of it, the back-to-back waves of power crashing over us both.
She swallows, her throat working around me, her body weak and trembling. My grip in her hair the only thing keeping her from collapsing. Her eyes are glazed, her face flushed, her body shaking with the aftershocks of her own orgasm.
I hold her there for a moment, my cock still pulsing, my cum still spilling into her throat.
Finally, I pull out, my cock slipping from her mouth with a wet pop. Kasumi collapses to the ground on her back, her toned body full of power but mind almost done, her breath coming in ragged gasps. She looks up at me, eyes filled with nothing but devotion and love. The hearts dancing in them glowing.
"Thank you, Mistress," she whispers, her voice hoarse and broken. "Thank you for using me, for making me yours."
I look down at her, a cruel smirk coming to my face. "Using you? I haven't even started."
I push her legs apart, my movements rough and demanding. She gasps, her breath catching as she meets my gaze, her eyes wide with a mix of anticipation and fear. She's panting, her mind exhausted from the ordeal, but I can see the eagerness in her eyes, the need to please me. Understanding passes between us. And she reaches down and spreads her pussy, offering me her virginity like a sacrifice. Her fingers tremble as she parts her folds, revealing her wet, pink depths. She's completely exposed, completely vulnerable, and I revel in it.
"Please, Mistress," she whimpers, her voice a broken plea. "Take it. Take my virginity. Make me yours completely."
I can feel her deep-seated need to be claimed. She's ready, eager even, to give herself to me completely. And I'm more than happy to oblige.
I kneel down, my cock still hard, ready to claim what's rightfully mine. "You're a good little pet, aren't you?" I growl, my voice laced with approval and cruelty. "Offering yourself to me like this. You're going to feel so good around my cock, aren't you?"
She nods, her eyes filled with tears and lust. "Yes, Mistress. Please, fuck me. Make me yours."
And with that, I line up my cock, ready to take what she's offering, to claim her body completely, just like her mind.
Before I can thrust into her, a flicker of the old izumi, hits me hard enough to force me to pause. Damn, I gotta be more fucking careful. I can't let my mind play games with me like this. I shake my head and take a breath. Then I relax my control on Kasumi, and her eyes clear slightly, the fog lifting. Her fire returning a bit, her spirit burning brightly, but she's still my pet.
And as I Kneel between her legs and we lay naked on this filthy alley floor. Kachan presenting herself to me, I make a genuine confession. Just like earlier but it's more now. "Kasumi, I love you. I always have."
She smiles, fire rekindling alittle more around the hearts in her eyes, and tears run down her face as she replies.. "I love you too, Izumi. Always have."
I take her hand, my voice low and sincere as I give her a vulgar rendition of marriage vows. "I'm gonna build a harem Kasumi. Men women they'll all be mine. So Will you join me? I promise we'll be the world's strongest heroes together. I promise to fuck you and make you stronger every time I do. And when we're at the top, I promise to breed you. Will you be my loyal little pet, forever and always?"
She nods, her eyes shining with tears and love. "I do, I promise to be the strongest hero by your side. And to be the best harem member you could ask for. To be your loyal pet, to serve you, to love you, and I promise to eat your pussy, I promise to take your cock, to bear your children, and to be yours, forever and always."
Her fire is back, burning brightly, but She's my pet, eager at my promises.
Promise made, I stroke my cock up and down along her virgin pussy, feeling her wetness, her heat. She moans, a deep, guttural sound that sends a thrill through me. She's absolutely soaked, her body ready, eager for me. She gives me a nod.
I line up my cock, the head pressing against her tight entrance. I thrust in slowly, her body stretching to accommodate me. No blood thankfully Her hymen gone from years of exercise. We both groan in pleasure, a sound that's primal and raw.
"Fuck, you're tight," I grunt, my voice strained with effort and desire. I'm so overwhelmed that just repeat myself. "You're mine now, Kasumi. Completely and utterly mine."
She nods, her breath coming in ragged gasps. "Y-yes, Izumi. I'm yours. Always."
I start to move, my hips rolling, my cock sliding in and out of her tight, wet heat. Each thrust is a claim, a promise, a vow. I'm making her mine, body and soul, and she's taking it, her body trembling with each thrust, her moans filling the air.
"Harder, Mistress," she begs, her voice a needy plea. "Fuck me harder."
And I do, my hips moving faster, my cock thrusting deeper.
I feel her emotions, a chaotic mix of pleasure, submission, and an overwhelming need. She curses in pleasure, her voice a raw, primal sound as we fuck, the slapping of our flesh echoing in the alley.
"Fuck, Mistress, I'm close," she gasps, her body trembling, her pussy clenching around me. "Please, give me your cum. Fill me up."
Her eagerness for my cum is palpable, a desperate need that fuels my own desire. We speed up, our bodies moving in sync, a primal dance of dominance and submission. I lean down, my voice a low, guttural growl in her ear. "I'm going to fill you up, Kasumi. And not today but one day, I'm going to impregnate you. So take my cum pet."
Her body responds to my words, her orgasm crashing over her, a screaming, shuddering release that has her pussy milking me, her body convulsing around me. I tense, my cock pulsing as I fill her womb full of cum, my infertile load marking her as mine, a promise of what's to come.
Her juices squirt onto my waist, a hot, wet mess that only serves to heighten the intensity of the moment. Power surges into both of us, The combination leaves us panting, our bodies slick with sweat and cum.
Kasumi, her body even more full of energy but her mind completely done, looks up at me with dazed, loving eyes. "I love you, Izumi," she whispers, her voice soft and filled with devotion. And then, with a contented sigh, she passes out, her body a picture of utter satisfaction.
I looked down at the delicious mess I've made out of her body might cum leaking out of her pussy. My cock twitching at the site but I'm satisfied for now so with a shift I let it disappear.
I lean down, my lips finding hers in a loving, tender kiss. "I love you too, Kasumi," I murmur against her lips. "Always and forever."
It's a little bit later and I've just finished redressing myself and a sleeping Kasumi. Who lays at my feet, out like a light.
When I feel it… a presence, radiating hunger, a need that's dark and insatiable. It enters the alley, a shadow that seems to suck the light from the surroundings.
I pause, my senses on high alert, my body tensing as I prepare to face whatever this new threat might be. Kasumi, my loyal pet, my partner, my love, is vulnerable now, and I'll do whatever it takes to protect her.
I spin to face toward the mouth of the alley. And see the setting dim behind a figure… small, thin, messy blonde hair half-shadowing her face.
A girl in a tattered uniform.
She doesn't move right. She doesn't look right. Her steps are too careful, too quiet, like she's afraid the ground will reject her. Her eyes… yellow, slit like a cat's… glint when they land on me, on Kasumi lying at my feet.
She freezes. Her breath hitches.
My instincts scream. My body tenses, powers ready. But I feel her… My Charm brushes against the raw storm inside her. Desperation. Thirst. Confusion. A hunger that gnaws at her soul, and she doesn't even understand it herself.
It clicks.
Himiko Toga.
My heart tightens. Of course. I know who she is… who she's supposed to become. Himiko Toga. Lost, starved, desperate for something she can't explain to anyone. And right now, she's just a girl drowning in hunger.
I step forward, shielding Kasumi with my body.
Her lips part. She looks at me like I'm prey, like I'm a miracle, like she doesn't know which. Her hands tremble at her sides, curling and uncurling like claws that want to strike but can't.
"You smell… so alive," she murmurs, swaying slightly, eyes never leaving me. "Like fire. Like warmth. Like everything I can't… reach."
There's no malice. Just hunger and despair.
Kasumi groans faintly behind me, and the sound makes Himiko jolt… like a starving stray hearing a meal slip away.
I bare my teeth, and give a warning growl.
Her eyes snap back to me. Her pupils quiver. She doesn't attack, but her breathing comes quick, shallow. I can feel it through my charm… confusion, hunger, shame, all tangled together. She wants something she can't name, something she's afraid to want.
I decide. I have to try. Relaxing slightly I speak.
"You're not a monster," I tell her, voice steady. "You just… feel different. Like me."
Her lips part. Her trembling slows. It's like I've spoken a truth she didn't know she needed to hear.
I take a slow step closer, careful not to spook her. "You're lost, right? Hungry, but not in the way people think. I get it. I've felt that too."
Her throat bobs as she swallows. Her eyes dart from my face to Kasumi, then back again. For the first time, there's a flicker of something besides hunger in her gaze… hope.
Then I catch it. One word, slipping from her lips like a prayer she doesn't understand.
"…blood."
I let out a slow breath and step forward, easing the tension comepletly. My body relaxes, my arms opening wide, palms empty, showing her I mean no harm.
"You don't have to hide it from me," I say softly, steady as a heartbeat. "I know what you need. And I'm not afraid."
Her whole-body shudders. She looks at me like she wants to run and collapse into me all at once.
So I tilt my head, baring my neck, pulse steady beneath my skin. My voice drops into a whisper…warm, inviting. I push calm and acceptance, with my charm "Come here. Take all you need. I'll hold you. And I heal."
Her breath hitches sharply, pupils blown wide, hunger and disbelief warring in her gaze. I can feel her emotions crash against me… shame, terror, longing, relief… a storm inside her.
I spread my arms wider, offering not just blood, but embrace. "You're not a monster, You're just starving. Let me help you."
The alley seems to hush, the air holding its breath, as I stand open and unguarded… ready to give her everything she craves, to catch her when the hunger breaks her down.
Her breath quickens, ragged and uneven. I can feel it.. the storm inside her, all sharp edges and gnawing emptiness, crashing against the offer I've laid bare. She shakes her head, whispering, "N..no… I shouldn't… I'll hurt you…"
I take another step closer, repeating assurances, my arms still open, my neck tilted. "I'm not afraid. I'm stronger than I look. And I'll heal. You won't break me."
Her lips tremble. For a second, I think she'll bolt into the night. But my charm is enough of an extra push. Her body sways toward me like a moth pulled into flame.
The next moment, she's against me, trembling in my arms. Her hands clutch at my shirt like she's drowning, and then…
Her mouth is hot against my skin, sharp fangs buried in my neck. Each gulp drags shivers through me, but I don't fight it… I hold her tighter. She's trembling so hard it's like her body might shatter if I let go. My arms wrap around her, steady and warm, grounding her as she drinks, desperate, needy, unstoppable.
I feel a copy of her quirk settle inside me. Apparently, her drinking my blood is enough to count as her using it on me. Then I feel it basically get eaten by my Shapeshifting. Improving my shapeshifting further. Boosting it the equivalent of 10 or 20 orgasms. Interesting.
The alley fades away. It's just the sound of her swallowing, the ragged edge of her breathing, and the steady beat of my heart against hers.
She takes and takes until at last her hunger ebbs, and the frantic edge softens. Her jaw relaxes. She sags against me, breathing hard, her lips sticky and red. My healing factor hums, sealing the wounds, leaving only faint warmth where she fed.
I stroke her back slowly, coaxing her to stay in my arms. "There," I murmur, voice soft. "You're okay now. You're safe."
She blinks up at me, dazed, eyes shining gold and wet with unshed tears. Confusion flickers across her face, like she doesn't know if she should run or cling tighter.
So I smile, leaning my forehead against hers, whispering like it's a secret. "My name's Izumi."
Her breath hitches. The words seem to anchor her, to give her something real.
I brush her messy blonde hair back from her cheek and ask gently, "What's yours?"
For a moment, silence. Then, so faint I almost miss it, she whispers.
"…Himiko."
Her voice trembles but saying it feels like surrender… like trust.
I hold her close, Kasumi safe behind me. Then I push more comfort with charm. It doesn't take much. She's already feeling a lot of it. Her body softens in my arms, her breath evening out against my shoulder. She's out cold, clinging to me even in sleep. I glance down at her messy blonde hair, then back at Kasumi sprawled on the ground behind me, lips still twisted in that unconscious scowl of hers.
Two blondes. Both mine to protect. Both completely out.
I let out a half-laugh, half-sigh. "Well, damn. Guess I'm babysitting tonight."
Carefully, I kneel, laying Himiko against my chest while I reach for Kasumi. But then I stop. No… this is the perfect time to push my limits. And my shapeshifting is freshly boosted.
I breathe deep, focus inward, and will the change. My spine prickles, flesh shifting, bone and muscle rewriting themselves. Six massive, sinewy tentacles burst from my back, green-tinted and pulsing with strength, each one moving as naturally as my own arms.
I grin, teeth sharp in the dim alley. "Now we're talking."
One tentacle curls gently under Himiko, cradling her small frame against me like a hammock. Another slides beneath Kasumi, lifting her effortlessly. A third snakes down to scoop up our bags. The last 3 stretch outward, anchoring me against the walls as I slip from shadow to shadow.
I move like a spider across the cityscape, quick, silent, unseen. Using my extra limbs to cling high above or slither low through tight gaps. My heart races with the thrill… Unlicensed quirk use is illegal, but damn if it doesn't feel good to flex this hard.
The girls don't stir. Himiko curls deeper into my hold, lips brushing my collarbone as she breathes, safe for the first time in who knows how long. Kasumi, for once looks peaceful in her sleep, as we move along.
And me? I can't stop smiling.
By the time the apartment comes into view, I'm practically giddy. Six tentacles, a new pet, two precious burdens, and the whole world none the wiser.
"Home sweet home," I whisper, tightening my hold on them both as I slip up the stairs.
The door clicks behind me as I step into the apartment, stepping over I lower the two unconscious blondes onto the couch. Kasumi sprawls ungracefully but peaceful, while Himiko curls instinctively toward warmth, lips stained faintly with my blood. With a flex, the tentacles that carried my prizes here withdraw into me,
Mom is already waiting. Dressed now. She stands by the dining table, arms crossed under her chest, her eyes sharp but softened by something deeper. She gave herself to me last night… hesitant at first but now mine. I can feel her devotion to me. And her suspicion about what I have planned for these two.
Her gaze flicks to the couch, then back to me. "So…" Her voice is careful, measured. "You building a harem or something?"
I smirk, brushing stray strands from Kasumi's cheek. "Yep, starting with My childhood friend. My bully. Today, I broke her. I fucked her brains out. She'll wake knowing she's mine now… my loyal dog, my pet."
Mom's lips twitch, a flicker of old maternal instinct. "You'd do that to Kasumi? Collar her?"
"Not will" I look up at her, my grin widening. "I already have. She completely broke when I used my charm, my pussy and my cock."
I trail my fingers across Himiko's face next, stroking her like a sleeping stray. "This one's different. Himiko. Lost, desperate, She came to me. She has a quirk that needs blood to function. I gave it to her, gave her safety. She's mine now too. My cat."
Mom hesitates, her emotions swirling… worry, intrigue, arousal… tangled together. I feel them as easily as breathing. She's already mine, already fallen, but she still tries to process it. "Izumi… making Kasumi your… pet, I can almost understand. But this girl, Himiko… she's dangerous. Are you sure?"
I step closer to her, my charm flowing into her like a tide, brushing over her doubt, amplifying the warmth I planted in her last night. I take her hand, squeeze it. "Dangerous, yes. But safe in my arms. I'll tame, claim her. Just like I tamed and claimed Kasumi. And Just like I claimed you."
Her breath catches, cheeks warming as memory flashes in her eyes… the moment she gave in to me last night, the release of years of loneliness, the way she begged me to knock her up.
"You don't need to be afraid, Mom." My voice lowers, velvet and commanding. "They'll kneel. They'll love me. Just like you do. And you'll be there beside me, watching as my harem grows. This world told the original me to die. So I did."
I feel her horror as I remind her of what almost happened yesterday. But before she can spiral I continue.
"But now I'm back… stronger, sexier, and ready to take everything this world denied me. Power, Men, Women. I'll build a family. A kingdom. A harem of heroes, villains, and anyone worth claiming. And You'll be by my side."
Her lips part, and then she exhales, her expression shifting… no longer resistance, but acceptance. Her eyes glow with that same forbidden pride I saw in her when she surrendered last night. She glances at the couch, at the two blondes, and then back at me.
"Izumi… my bold, wicked girl." Her smile is small but genuine, tinged with heat. "So that's your plan. I like it."
She turns gazing over at the pair on the couch. A perverted leer coming onto her face as she continues. "a dog and a cat Huh? Nice. This'll be fun."
She looks back at me and we both giggle. And I feel her embrace this new dynamic.
Not able to resist I step forward, pressing a searing kiss to her lips. When we break apart, she lingers, her hand brushing my cheek. "Just don't forget, Izumi… I was the first to give in. And I'll be the first to bear your child. These two might need a few years.."
I grin, sharp and triumphant, turning back to the couch where Kasumi and Himiko sleep, unaware of what awaits them. "I won't forget, Mom. You'll always be my matron. My anchor. The rest… are only joining what we've already started."
Then I sigh… I'm not hungry and neither of them will be waking up till morning. And My lust is sated for the moment. Oh well duty calls, My tentacles just two this time, re-emerge and pick them up as easily as if they were dolls, Kasumi stays limp in blissful sleep, Himiko curls and clutches, nuzzling into the coil like it's her lifeline. I guide them down the hall, my new pets swaying softly in the air.
Mom's eyes following every ripple of muscle as the limbs flex. "Izumi… you're skipping dinner?"
I smirk over my shoulder, my girls balanced effortlessly. "Yeah, Mom. I'm mentally pretty done and just wanna cuddle, so I'm taking them straight to bed."
Her gaze lingers on the tentacles, fascination and heat flickering openly across her face. She swallows, voice a whisper. "…You've become something else entirely."
"And you love it," I tease, brushing past her. The blush that flares in her cheeks is all the answer I need.
She follows me down the hall, her steps padding close behind.
I push into our room, using moms quirk to pull off all of our shoes. Then I lay down first, my extra limbs lowering Kasumi and Himiko onto me with deliberate care. The tentacles coil and retract, sliding back beneath my skin.
Kasumi exhales, sinking into my side with a tiny, content sound. Himiko curls into me using my chest and tits for a pillow, her smile sharp even in sleep. My dog. My cat. Both where they belong.
The bed dips again.
I glance back, surprised... but only for a heartbeat. Mom is there her cheeks pink, her eyes bright with something tender. And i feel her need to join in. "If you're forgetting dinner," she murmurs, slipping towards my other side, "then so am I."
She presses against me, one arm sliding around my waist, pulling herself into the pile like she belongs there. Because she does. Her warmth seeps into me, completing the circle.
Kasumi on my left. Himiko on my chest. Mom on my right.
My harem. My family. All tangled together in my bed.
Dinner is long forgotten.
Mom falls asleep before to long, her easy breaths puffin against my neck. Despite my statement, I feel the energy coursing through me but my mind is tired enough to overcome that.
As sleep takes me, I breathe in, their scents mixing with mine, my body thrumming with satisfaction as I whisper into the dark.
"All mine."
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