[J-Cup Academy Ninja Scroll 02] Chapter 5

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Chapter Five: Unhealthy Temptations

The white wooden ceiling, already familiar to

him, suddenly gave way to a pair of worried eyes. His pupils widened.

"Lord Takuma."

It was Izayoi. She wore a white t-shirt that was stretched taut at the chest. Although it was new, her excessive

fullness caused the fabric to burst open, even revealing her navel. This was proof of her large breasts.

"Izayoi..."

"Are you alright?"

"This is... a room?"

"Yes."

Takuma removed the blanket and propped himself up. It was indeed his room.

"You should rest more."

Izayoi touched Takuma's body, her breasts pressing against him. The soft, elasticity spread out.

"I... fainted?" "

Yes."

"Maika, she—?"

Izayoi shook her head.

"By the time we got there, she had already escaped."

Escaped?

Why?

Wasn't she supposed to make love to him and summon the demon god?

"I heard it from the breasts when they changed classes. I'd better switch to Class A right away..."

"Did the demon scream?"

Izayoi smiled and shook her head.

"It must be Maika trying to do something to Takuma-sama again. I absolutely can't let her have her way."

"Hmm..."

"If it's someone I want to have sex with, I'm available anytime."

Izayoi said with wide eyes, and Takuma's heart skipped a beat. However, Takuma couldn't make a promise. If Izayoi were here

, he wouldn't want to have sex with Maika, but if he were alone with Maika—when she swayed her breasts,

he would react. He and Maika didn't have a red thread of fate, but they might be connected by a purple thread of desire.

"Where's the main family—?"

Izayoi shook her head.

"That was a lie. It was to keep me away from Takuma-sama's trap."

"I see... Where's Setsuna-san?"

"She's resting in another room."

"I see..."

In that instant, Takuma hesitated whether he should tell Setsuna about what happened. Actually, she had pushed him down—

no. He couldn't say it.

"Is there hot water?"

"Yes."

Takuma got up.

"I'll take a shower then."

A turtleneck coat sat in a basket in the changing room. It must have been left here by Izayoi, who planned to shower later.

Takuma stripped naked.

His mind raced; why had Maika run away halfway through? Maika was the one who wanted the King's Cock the most, so why did she give up

?

It must have been some kind of strategy.

Takuma, holding a basin and towel in one hand, opened the door and took a step forward.

He couldn't take a second step.

A wide bathtub, two meters on each side made of cypress wood, held a woman soaking in the hot water with her back to him. Her beautiful, long

black hair floated on the surface. That length was familiar.

(A very bad feeling.)

(Could it be...)

The woman turned around abruptly.

(Uh...!)

Takuma couldn't make a sound.

It was Mido Setsuna, the strongest delinquent at Tenkai Academy. And her sharp byakugan caught a certain point on Takuma's

body .

Takuma's gaze followed.

The focus of her gaze was on Takuma's lower body. And coincidentally, it was erect.

(Uh...! Hmm, hmm, it seems like this has happened before!)

"B-B-B-I'm sorry!"

Takuma finally covered himself with a towel and turned away. The best of the thirty-six stratagems is to run away.

But.

"Hey, wait!"

Before he could escape, the most terrifying voice in the world rang out.

(No way to escape!)

Takuma immediately shrank back.

The King's Penis would seduce the girl in front of him. In short, he couldn't use the King's Penis's magic.

"Turn around here."

"I-I refuse with all my might. "

"I have something to tell you."

"Then let me put on my clothes—"

"Turn around quickly!"

she shouted seriously. Takuma stood like a tank turret, only his neck turned.

"Scrub my back."

He suddenly commanded.

"The topic seems to be...?"

"Do you want me to beat you half to death?!"

Takuma shook his head.

Eighty years of life. He still had a long life ahead of him. Being alone with a girl, and not even knowing her well. However, he wanted to

know more about her breasts, he wanted to know more about her vagina.

Mido Setsuna got up from the bath with a loud splash .

She turned around and sat on the stool. Damp black hair clung to her back. It was long and beautiful hair. She

usually wore a high-necked coat, but only her hair was carefully maintained.

Takuma admired the curves of her body from behind.

From the sides of her armpits, he could see the edges of a pair of protruding fleshy mounds. Located slightly above the center of her back

, they seemed about to burst out.

Those were breasts.

The lines were clearly visible from behind, her breasts were huge.

(Wow, so good...)

Takuma grabbed two huge sponges with both hands.

He knelt on the bamboo mat.

Although he was scared, he really wanted to touch Setsuna's breasts.

After carefully applying soap, he brushed Setsuna's hair from behind to the front and began washing her back.

Her body was taut, like a female athlete's.

Not the muscular physique of a bodybuilder, but without an ounce of excess fat.

Her skin had just the right amount of sun exposure.

There were no traces of swimwear. She must have been skinny dipping.

Takuma scrubbed Setsuna's back with a sponge, craning his neck to peek at her chest from behind her shoulders.

He could see a pair of enormous, puffy breasts.

Like an extra-large mochi, her breasts stood erect. The tips were light-colored, cute protrusions—

nipples.

Takuma instinctively stepped back, thinking he'd been discovered.

But Setsuna didn't look back, and Takuma quickly leaned back to peek again.

Beyond the lines of her shoulders and neck, a pair of magnificent breasts stood erect. The soft peaks

were covered in soap, turning into bubbly peaks. Rather than being large mounds of flesh, they resembled elongated

small watermelons protruding diagonally downwards.

(Her breasts look huge… I really want to touch them…)

Takuma thought instinctively.

Although he was very concerned about Izayoi, seeing such a pair of breasts still made him want to touch them.

Saying she wanted him to help wash her back was definitely a way of tempting him.

Why?

Because of the King's penis?

Or did she want to have sex like before?

However, this required the courage to sneak up from behind. If he misunderstood, he'd be

living in the hospital starting tomorrow.

"Your back is fine. Now wash the front."

(Huh!?)

Takuma couldn't speak.

What…!?

Wash the front?

"Didn't you hear me?"

"No, if you want to wash... should I go to the front?"

"Idiot. Just reach in."

It seems I have to reach in from behind to wash it myself.

I don't know if Setsuna is embarrassed, but as I reach in, Takuma notices something important.

If I don't press my body against hers, I can't wash the front.

(This, this is...?)

(Crisis?)

(Opportunity?)

I don't know.

If she finds out

I'm erect. "Dare to get an erection behind me!" Setsuna

might give me a killer look and beat me up. I'll definitely end up in the hospital.

But if we're not pressed together, my hands can't reach hers. If I can't reach hers, I can't wash it. If I don't wash it, I might get

beaten up too.

(Since I'm going to get beaten up anyway, I might as well rub her before I get beaten up.)

Takuma makes up his mind and presses his body against hers. He presses against Setsuna's back in a half-hug position, with his hands reaching forward.

At this angle, slightly higher, I can clearly see the size of her breasts.

Like the lines connecting her neck and shoulders, long ridges extend to her breast mountains.

A pair of sun-tanned breasts protruded almost in a straight line. The soft, fluffy breasts, viewed from

above , below, and the side, were clearly the fruit of overgrowth.

(They really are K-cups…)

Takuma succumbed to desire, pressing a sponge against their breasts.

The soft, pouch-sized breasts, pressed against the sponge, were rubbed, centered on the nipples.

Beneath , the huge spheres swayed back and forth, bouncing from side to side.

(Amazing…amazing…the breasts are swaying…)

The penis pressed against his back gradually hardened. Its size increased, pressing against his back.

He subconsciously swallowed.

A slight itch, the breasts swayed, and Takuma's body pressed against his back. He wanted to say he wanted to experience the penis…

Takuma, as if replacing his forever-unreachable hands, had his sponges possessed by desire. As if actually using

his hands , he rubbed and shook the breasts with the sponges.

The breasts beneath the sponges swayed, bouncing wildly from side to side. The foam-covered breasts were squeezed and bounced forcefully,

repeatedly swaying left and right.

The breasts swayed violently.

On the slender trunk, a pair of mismatched, full fruits grew, swaying in front of her chest with an erotic rhythm.

The impact made his body burn.

Takuma felt a strong desire.

In the same house, hiding from Izayoi, he secretly rubbed Setsuna's breasts, feeling a sense of trepidation.

(And, he even rubbed her breasts...)

The super-powerful breast fruits, letting the sponge rub and shake, his penis still pressed against Setsuna's back. He wanted to

penetrate and ejaculate right now.

"Idiot...you washed your hair..."

Setsuna's back moved.

Her head tilted back slightly, looking up. Warm breaths came from her mouth as she gradually grasped Takuma's hand.

Should he stop?

He thought for a moment, but it was just needless worry. Setsuna breathed heavily, moving Takuma's hand around herself, her right hand

drawing circles counterclockwise, her left hand drawing circles clockwise, tracing an erotic circular motion.

(Oh, oh oh...!)

Takuma's hands sank into her breasts. This terrifying lone wolf delinquent girl was in heat with Takuma. Her body

expressed a desire for her to rub her breasts as much as possible. Not with a sponge, but directly with her hands.

However, Takuma didn't listen. He deliberately teased her. He grabbed the sponge with both hands and rubbed her breasts from both sides.

Her breasts slid and bounced up

and down, swaying back and forth, leaving large trajectories. The foam-covered tips bounced, full of elasticity.

"You bastard... wash them thoroughly..."

Setsuna cried out in a weak voice.

Takuma finally released the sponge and directly rubbed the excessively large ammunition with both hands. His palms directly grasped the K-cup

breasts. The foam made his palms slippery and moved over the skin of her breasts. His fingertips rubbed against her nipples.

"Ah?"

Setsuna made a cute sound for the first time.

(He's feeling it...!)

Following the rhythm, Takuma rubbed her breasts with both hands. The soft flesh deformed in his palms.

"Ah, you idiot..."

Setsuna thrust her chest out.

Takuma's hands were buried deep inside her breasts. She felt completely encased, unable to even grasp her lower breasts.

Her palms attacked the excessively full mounds from the right, left, and below.

(Amazing! They're so big…!)

Takuma grabbed her breasts and began shaking them vigorously.

Right, left, right, she gripped her breasts tightly, alternating between shaking them. The pressure on her breast flesh was lifted upwards,

causing them to bounce dramatically. Her palms sank even deeper into the flesh, her sticky, slippery fingers deliberately flicking her nipples.

The humiliation of shaking her breasts began.

Three times a second, her hands moved up and down, pressing against her breasts, kneading the flesh, and rubbing her nipples.

"Ahhh... idiot, touching like that... ughh..."

Setsuna's body trembled and bounced.

Sitting on the stool, she could feel the touch of his penis behind her, her upper body pressed against his as Takuma kneaded

her breasts .

Setsuna's chin turned back. Her head tilted towards Takuma, revealing her neck.

"Midou-kun, you like me touching your breasts like this, don't you?"

"Who-who likes it?"

"Your nipples are hard."

Sticky, slippery hands quickly grabbed her nipples and pulled. A sexy voice rang out.

"Th-so what..."

"Do it this way."

Takuma grabbed her breasts forcefully from both sides.

Like squeezing a balloon, he gripped them tightly. The flesh overflowed from between his fingers,

bouncing , her breasts swelling.

"Eee, guaaaaah... I'll kill you..."

"Then I'll attack this side first."

Shaking and rubbing again .

The rhythm became five times a second, roaming over the delinquent girl's breasts that she felt so good. The nipples under her palms swelled

up centimeter by centimeter, standing erect like prisoners. Takuma's palms moved back 　　and forth at high speed, bubbles following the friction against the nipples. 　　"Eee... guaaaah, stop... who said you could do this..." 　　Takuma's palms continued to accelerate. Ten times a second, rubbing the nipples, shaking the breasts. 　　His hands were all breast flesh, almost all of it was just rubbing. Sticky, slippery palms, the breasts trembling and shaking , the tips of his fingers attacking the nipples 　　. 　　The four fingers from the index finger to the little finger were slightly 　　spread 　　, constantly pressing and playing with the nipples. 　　"Ahhh, idiot, ahh ... It was hard to suppress the urge welling up inside her. Her upper body trembled, the voluptuous body in Takuma's arms bouncing. 　　It was the first time he'd ever seen a delinquent girl climax. 　　Just shaking and kneading her breasts had brought the school's most terrifying girl to orgasm. 　　(She really climaxed...) 　　(Midou-san's breasts feel so good to knead...) 　　No ejaculation meant she hadn't reached her final satisfaction, but it still felt great. 　　"You dared to make me climax..." 　　Midou Setsuna turned her head back. Her profile wasn't visible, but her voice was low. 　　A bad feeling crept into her heart. 　　(W-Would they kill me?) 　　(Would they make me take an uppercut while I'm so unsteady on my feet?) 　　Setsuna turned back. 　　(Here it comes!) 　　(Uppercut!) It 　　wasn't a fist that attacked Takuma. 　　It was his voluptuous body. This time, it was Takuma who was pushed down. Instinctively, he used the stool to support his head, thinking that he was just a little short , but Setsuna didn't care about that and pressed her breasts against Takuma. 　　Takuma used both hands to support his weight on the stool, and his breasts, which were full of bubbles from being rubbed, were soft and pressed against him. 　　Moreover, his nipples were pressed against the inside of his knees, and his breasts moved up and down, rubbing from the inside of his thighs to his groin. Finally, his cleavage clamped down on his already engorged penis, rubbing it stickily and slippery. 　　Carefully, it kept moving up and down. 　　It didn't look like the delinquent girl who put her feet on the table and threatened the teacher in the morning. 　　From his knees to the inside of his thighs, Takuma was attacked by his breasts, and he groaned and panted. His erogenous zones were gradually stimulated, and Setsuna seemed to be looking for an opportunity. She felt that she was being pushed to the limit. 　　"I'll make you orgasm too." 　　Setsuna said happily, her eyes shining. 　　His erect penis, which had reached the point of ejaculation, was subjected to intense pleasure stimulation. The oversized, heavy breasts, soft and yielding , gripped his penis, causing Takuma to instinctively writhe. 　　"Now, it feels like you're about to cum," 　　Setsuna said with a low laugh, her 　　expression suggesting that restraint was futile. 　　"This time, I'll bury you." 　　Setsuna focused her erect nipples on his groin. Besides the hard, pointed nipples stimulating his body, the breasts also swayed, evoking pleasure in his lower body. 　　"Ugh... ah..." 　　The angle of his penis increased, naturally sinking completely into the breast tissue. The breasts, like giant balloons, had nipples that seemed to form a pair of baby bottles, swaying back and forth. 　　Takuma reached out, but Setsuna stepped back from his knees. 　　A gesture of disapproval. 　　"This is punishment for making me climax." 　　Setsuna smiled broadly, shifting her weight to her left, her right hand grasping her right breast. The breast, easily over a meter long , pressed down on his penis from above, her right hand and right areola sandwiching it like a sandwich. 　　The sensation of the breast pressing tightly against him from above, and the foamy hand gripping his penis from below. 　　Then, Setsuna swayed her upper body from side to side, rubbing her penis against her breast with one hand and one breast. 　　The hard penis sank into her soft breast, a warm and yielding sensation, yet the breast gripped it tightly. 　　A stirring began in the center of her penis, a feeling of impending explosion. A burning flame of pleasure spread from her scrotum to the center of her penis , rising to the glans. 　　Setsuna gently cupped her penis from below, aiming it at the flesh buried within her breast and forcefully stroking it. 　　"Ugh...ah..." 　　Takuma panted like a girl. 　　This wasn't ordinary breast play. 　　They were the same age, so how could she use such skill? It was practically breast play for her. No wonder she was a female ninja. 　　The pleasure made his penis unbearably hot, and Takuma arched his back. Left, right, he unconsciously swayed his hips. 　　It was so pleasurable that he even lost the sensation of his penis. 　　He could barely distinguish which side was his penis and which side was Setsuna's breast. 　　Seeing the tip of her glans swell, Setsuna smiled.

In the next instant, a fierce attack erupted, her body trembling slightly as her breasts swayed. With one hand, she pressed her penis against

her breast , ravaging it with the soft, yielding touch.

Her penis sank completely into her breast, the warmth of the full flesh relentlessly assaulting and squeezing it. Her breasts gripped

her penis , the sticky, slippery sensation assaulting her erection.

Pleasure gradually built up, surging towards the tip of her penis in one go. Her entire penis surged with power, the tip spraying outwards

, merging with the breast flesh, a tidal wave of pleasure washing over her.

Takuma groaned, his lower back cramping.

His penis trembled, as if swallowed by her breast, ejaculating a large amount of fluid. Her breasts were stained white with semen,

like a thin film, the sticky liquid seeping into her cleavage.

In that instant, Setsuna didn't stop rubbing her penis. Her penis, now sensitive after ejaculation, was further

assaulted , quickly releasing a second ejaculation.

The intense pleasure made Takuma surrender.

He was in ecstasy. He truly felt his penis disappearing into her breasts.

"Ah...it's melting..."

Takuma tried to sit up to stop the breast play, but then he ejaculated for the third time, his back slumping back onto the stool.

Setsuna seemed to find it amusing, rubbing his penis against her sticky, slippery hands and breasts. When her wrists got tired, she switched

to using her left breast to clamp his penis between her breasts.

"Ah..."

Takuma's voice made Setsuna smile.

Was she overthinking it? Setsuna's cheeks flushed.

She rubbed his penis against her nipples. It must feel so good to have her nipples rubbed against him. Setsuna pressed the tip of his penis

directly against her nipples, penetrating into her breast tissue. Penetrating the soft flesh, she moved Takuma's penis, rubbing it against

her nipples .

"Ah..."

Setsuna cried out unconsciously.

The sensitive glans pressed against her nipple, and Takuma groaned again, ejaculating a large amount of fluid. This shower of semen made Setsuna

gasp.

Setsuna's eyes changed from those of a delinquent girl to those of a woman.

A maternal look of lust appeared in her eyes, her pupils glistening with tears. She'd never seen him like this before in the classroom, and he seemed incredibly sexy.

"You...you're amazing...it feels so good..."

Setsuna cried out, her voice tinged with ecstasy.

Lost in Takuma's penis, she alternated between her right and left breasts, letting his shaft penetrate her

nipples . She was completely captive of the King's Penis. Bathed in his semen, she gasped, "Ahhh...

" "Your penis is amazing...it can still go in, right..."

"Breast Shadow!! What are you doing!"

A sharp cry startled them both.

The bathroom door opened, and Izayoi glared at them with a horrified expression. Mido Setsuna had finally escaped the King's Penis Curse.

(Uh.)

Takuma was startled, looking at Izayoi beside him. Her usually dignified and beautiful face had turned into a shrew

.

(Oh no...)

(She's so angry...)

(Could it be...we have to go back to our hometown? We won't be able to have sex for a while?)

What should he do? Takuma pondered.

How could he escape this crisis? He could say he was the one who was pushed down...but he wasn't the victim.

This was terrible.

Utterly terrible. This was a crisis in their relationship.

However, Izayoi didn't see Takuma. Her gaze was fixed on Setsuna.

"Are you going to protect Lord Takuma!? Or are you going to attack Lord Takuma? If this continues, you'll end up

having sex with the King's Penis!"

"No... I'm sorry... I was just getting carried away..."

Setsuna was still on top of Takuma, shrinking back.

"I just told you to watch out for the King's Penis! Why are we taking a bath together again!?"

"No... I just wanted to try it out..."

"You don't want to get the King's Penis too, do you? You don't want to have sex with Lord Takuma and summon the Demon God, do you?"

"I don't! I... I don't have any wishes I want to fulfill..."

Setsuna brushed aside her bangs, revealing an eye patch underneath.

(Injured...?)

Takuma thought.

No, that's not right.

If it were for treating a wound, it would be a white bandage. Not this kind of black metal accessory.

Setsuna noticed Takuma's gaze, shook her head, and let her bangs cover her left eye. She walked away from Takuma as if escaping his gaze,

and was dragged out of the bathroom by Izayoi.

At 2:30 AM—

in a spacious Japanese-style room, a woman in white sat before a blue flame, chanting eerie incantations.

A ghostly incense wafted from the ceiling.

The woman held prayer beads and jingled a bell, the sounds accompanying her incantation adding to

the gloomy atmosphere of the dimly lit room.

She let out a final cry, and the bell flew into the air. The eerie sound echoed in the darkness.

The bell stopped, and the woman finally smiled.

Russian-like beauty—she was the female ninja of the Yanan Ninjutsu school. Amami Maika.

Mido Setsuna stood on the second-floor corridor, looking out the window.

Dawn was still far off.

She always woke up at 3 AM. Long-term training in ninjutsu had instilled in her

a habit of sleeping at 9 PM and waking at 3 AM.

She felt impoverished.

But happiness and the richness of life had been sacrificed during her training in ninjutsu.

A female ninja was one who had given up a woman's happiness.

The ordinary happiness of being a woman, fame, and the freedom to dream—in the end, were just unattainable dreams. The pleasure derived from

maternal instincts ultimately serves only to gather intelligence on the enemy. One's own feelings are transformed into the enemy's feelings,

increasing their desire. The one who climaxes first becomes a puppet under one's control. One's own pleasure is also for

this reason. To gain control over the opponent, one must actively experience pleasure. "

Man can live a second life," a famous quote from the French philosopher Rousseau.

The female ninja, however, has died twice.

The first time, as a human being.

The second time, as a woman.

Setsuna doesn't know what puberty is.

She only had one romantic relationship during elementary school. The other person was a high school student who lived near the elementary school Setsuna attended.

However, the former head of the clan, who was still alive at the time, said that this feeling was tantamount to betraying the mission of a female ninja.

A female ninja had to offer her body for her lord. She couldn't let a man she had never met or had any relation

to steal her heart.

Nevertheless, Setsuna bought the most expensive Valentine's Day chocolates at the supermarket. Walking out of the store, on

a different route than the usual route for high school students, the chocolates in the plastic bag disappeared without a trace.

As she left the store, the head of the clan, dressed as a middle-aged woman, took the chocolates, and Setsuna knew that her

femininity was dead.

Setsuna brushed aside her long bangs on the left side and touched her eyepatch.

Four years had passed since she lost sight in her left eye.

Shortly after entering middle school, during sword training, she was accidentally stabbed in the left eye by a sword tip.

She lost her sight.

Fortunately, her right eye was safe, and afterwards, she always covered her left eye with her bangs. Wearing sunglasses looked bad, so she only covered

her left eye the eyepatch, her bangs covering the outside.

At first, she could only see with her right eye, and she was very sad every day, feeling that what she saw was strange. Now it's just

normal. She doesn't feel anything special about not being able to see with her left eye. Only the part of my nose that was hidden was covered; otherwise,

I felt no restriction. The part that had lost its vision became heightened senses. Even when facing

an enemy , I wouldn't feel disadvantaged.

However, now I'm starting to dream about the times when my left eye disappeared.

The intense pain piercing my head wakes me up, drenched in sweat. The feeling of seeing the world with both eyes

is invisible in dreams. In dreams, seeing with one eye and seeing with both eyes is the same.

Setsuna took out a piece of paper she had stolen from the art teacher.

It showed a drawing of herself with normal eyes. It was a deceptive sketch.

(Why would that guy draw like that?)

Setsuna wondered.

With such excellent drawing skills, why draw eyes?

Comfort?

A gift?

Suddenly, she heard the door open and turned around.

Light footsteps, and a man walked past a few meters away.

Takuma Kanno.

Going to the bathroom?

Takuma went straight downstairs.

Are you hungry too?

Takuma walked towards the living room, but instead of heading to the kitchen, he turned towards the hallway leading to the entrance. Setsuna

stood with her back to the window, looking down the stairs.

The sound of the bathroom door opening should have been heard, but not the usual.

Strange?

Setsuna looked towards Takuma's room.

Izayoi was fast asleep, her back to him. The lord was awake, so the female ninja should be awake too; she was being too careless. Perhaps

she felt safe because Setsuna was there.

Setsuna went downstairs.

To check, she opened the bathroom door.

No one was there.

The entrance door was also closed.

(The kitchen?)

Setsuna thought, noticing the number of shoes was wrong. Takuma's shoes weren't there.

Setsuna reached for the doorknob.

The door wasn't locked. Who unlocked it?

Setsuna quickly put on her socks and shoes and went out.

Finding Takuma was more important than waking Izayoi.

Setsuna walked in the darkness.

During the day, a pair of full breasts could be seen from the front, but not at night.

Setsuna looked left and right.

To the right of the house was a staircase with nearly a hundred steps. There was a light below. It swayed, probably a flashlight.

Setsuna walked.

The staircase was dark.

Takuma ran as fast in the dark as if it were daytime.

(What possessed him...!?)

Takuma was an expert at drawing, but his athleticism was at an ordinary level. It was impossible for him to run in the dark.

(Who's controlling him...?)

(Could it be...!)

The answer came to mind.

"Wait!"

Setsuna, wearing a coat over her pajamas, chased after him.

The person who turned around was indeed Takuma.

His eyes were empty and lifeless, as if his consciousness had been taken away. He was running in a certain direction,

his expression blank, as if he didn't know who had called him.

"The one controlling you is Tenkai! Answer me!"

Takuma turned back and started running down the stairs.

Setsuna rushed ahead.

She punched him in the stomach.

Takuma groaned in pain and collapsed on the spot.

"Ouch...ouch ouch ouch...what are you doing...?"

"You've been controlled."

"How would I know...ouch..."

Footsteps approached from the top of the stairs.

Izayoi, noticing Takuma was gone, chased after him.

"Tongue-breathing technique?"

Setsuna nodded at Izayoi's words.

"Spell of the Witch's Tongue. The secret technique of the Wild Goose Sound Stream. A curse using oral sex. The tip of the tongue writes nine words on the penis,

hypnotizing the disoriented opponent. When manipulating the opponent, as long as the incantation is chanted, they will act according to one's will."

"Then escape to Maika's place. If she had discovered it any later, she would have succeeded..."

This is the living room

on the first floor. Indirect lighting shines down from the beams on the first floor.

Izayoi is wearing a long white dress. Her heavy J-cup breasts stretch the sleeveless dress high. Her

nipples protrude even more, creating some shadows, which looks quite obscene.

Setsuna, on the other hand, wears a black long-collared coat directly over her body. Her breasts are so full that the buttons

cannot be fully fastened, and the third button is undone. So a deep cleavage and full breasts can be seen.

Takuma looks at the two of them.

He really can't understand what they are saying. He has finally woken up, but he has no memory of why he left home in the middle of the night

.

"Has the curse been lifted?"

"No. It's definitely still there. Tonight is fine, but tomorrow night I'll definitely be called out again. Until

it's ."

"Lifting it... we'll have to find a way."

"It's a curse, after all."

"What do you mean?"

"If the opponent uses 'Gan Gan Yin Liu's weapon,' then you can use 'your own weapon.'"

Izayoi stared at Setsuna.

That wasn't a look of trust.

"You'll become a prisoner of the King's Knife."

"I'm a female ninja, you know."

"But, you'll definitely become a prisoner."

"This time, no problem."

"You really don't want to have sex with the King's Knife?"

Setsuna was silent.

She wanted to have sex with the King's Knife?

"Make a promise with me, you'll never have sex with Takuma-sama."

"Even if you do, I won't be able to summon the Demon God."

Setsuna stood up.

Takuma was grabbed. He wondered if he would be attacked again.

"What...what are you doing?"

"Healing."

"Will it hurt?"

"It won't hurt, but you might die."

"I'm going back to my room."

Takuma stood up, but Setsuna grabbed his underwear. Soon, she pinned Takuma down on the tatami mat in the living room.

"Izayoi, save me!"

"Be prepared."

Setsuna roughly pulled off his underwear.

"Waaaaa... Huh?"

Izayoi also moved closer, grabbing Takuma's hands and pressing them onto the tatami mat.

(Am I going to be raped by Setsuna?)

(Could it be, I'm going to be stabbed? Setsuna is actually intersex... and then a completely new life begins...)

Takuma's eyes were filled with fear, but the two women pulled open their chests.

Izayoi pulled open her white long robe, revealing her full breasts. Like oversized cantaloupes, they were heavily exposed

.

Then, Setsuna also unbuttoned her uniform, revealing her lower breasts. Huge peaks like melons.

Breasts

The two women approached Takuma's lower body.

Together they crawled between Takuma's legs.

"Wh-what..."

"Takuma-sama, we'll make you feel good right now."

"Feel good?"

"Be good and don't move. We'll make you feel so good you'll roll over."

Setsuna said, pressing her large breasts against his penis. At the same time, Izayoi's breasts also pressed up.

Different breasts on both sides, K-cup and J-cup large breasts pressed against each other. The soft cleavage swallowed the penis.

"Lord Takuma, please feel free to ejaculate."

After Izayoi finished speaking, her four breasts began to sway.

Double breast sex.

The soft, fleshy mounds pressed against the penis from four directions, clamping it shut without any gaps. Even the glans was not visible.

"I'll lead the way."

Izayoi started the rhythm, shaking her J-cup breasts. Showing off her superb technique, she squeezed Setsuna's K

-cup breasts.

The four breasts clamped onto the penis, bouncing up and down. The heavy flesh ravaged the penis from all sides.

Takuma quickly groaned.

It was as if the penis was being squeezed by the soft breasts, replacing the vagina. The young skin of seventeen and twenty years old

clung to the sides of the penis, the elastic touch rubbing against it. The foreskin was pulled back, and the penis experienced a feeling

of pressure and pleasure. An even better pleasure.

Izayoi was a dignified beauty. And Setsuna, who felt terrifying, was definitely not an unattractive woman. Upon closer inspection, she

was also a beauty. He was receiving double breast sex from these two busty female ninjas.

Panting, the two women shook their heavy breasts. *Thump thump thump*, their massive breasts bounced back and forth,

enveloping the penis from four directions.

The smooth skin and surging elasticity made the center of the penis itch. A resonance began to form.

(Oh no… I’m about to cum…)

Just as he thought this, Setsuna’s long, narrow eyes looked over.

Through the gap in his bangs, he could see his eyepatch. At that moment, their breasts suddenly began to sway from side to side. The super-powerful

, oversized breasts moved up and down in different directions, rubbing against the penis with unprecedented intensity.

“Ahhh…”

Takuma’s hips swayed from side to side.

He hadn’t ejaculated yet. But pre-ejaculate had seeped from the glans.

Setsuna and Izayoi shook their taut breasts. Their rocket-shaped breasts swayed back and forth, rubbing against Takuma’s milky penis.

The four breasts gripped the penis, their narrow cleavage biting it, attacking fiercely.

The soft breasts rubbed against it, and the tip of the penis tried to escape from the sideways movement. The penis could only become a prisoner

destined .

Takuma groaned, arching his back.

Two pairs of breasts rubbed up and down rhythmically, stimulating the penis.

No respite.

Takuma groaned, feeling numbness in his lower back, and from the center of his four breasts, a powerful jet of white fluid gushed out.

The semen sprayed over the heads of the two female ninjas engrossed in the breast-fucking, forming a white fountain. The viscous fluid landed on

the faces of the two smiling women.

"Takuma-sama, so good..."

Izayoi couldn't help but say. His previously tense expression now displayed a lewd smile. He was also somewhat

invaded by the magic of the King's Penis.

"Ah...it's really good...your breasts are so hot..."

Setsuna sighed, somewhat intoxicated.

Both were large-breasted female ninjas, shaking their full breasts and rubbing the penis. The whooshing sounds

indicated that the two had cupped their breasts and were fiercely attacking the penis. The male thighs, like bicycle frames, saw the four breasts shifting positions before

his eyes . At the same time, the glans also followed, moving left and right, forward and backward, continuing to

ejaculate.

"Setsuna, I'll suck it."

Before Izayoi could finish speaking, she forcefully took the curved tip of his penis into her mouth.

She vigorously shook her voluptuous breasts, using all her strength to arouse her desire as she sucked on the glans. The lewd sounds of wetness

echoed through the Kano residence in the dead of night.

(Ugh... I can't suck like that...)

Takuma groaned.

Groans of anguish.

His tongue swirled and moved, sucking up semen. Meanwhile, two beautiful female ninjas

continued .

Until death, she didn't leave the penis, her breasts rubbing against each other, attacking the penis.

Four breasts, eight wonders—the ultimate double breast play. 'Wonder' is another meaning of 'tongue'. Four breasts make the opponent dizzy,

and the tongue makes the opponent suffer in a breast play.

(Gurgle...so good...)

Takuma arched his back and groaned like a girl.

E-cup breasts can't use the skills of these two. Only super-duper breasts larger than J cups

can show the breast skills.

(So good...both breasts are so good...the feeling of sucking and clamping the penis is so good...)

Takuma couldn't help but ejaculate.

The breasts completely clamped the penis—forward and backward, right escape and left play, the penis was full of breast flesh wherever it went,

completely clamped, conquered by the blissful elasticity.

And the glans was also sucked, the tongue rotated left and right, and sucked out the semen.

(Ughhhhhh! Ughhhhhhh!) Takuma screamed

as his breasts swayed from side to side, intently rubbing against the penis. Besides being sucked in by the sea of flesh, the penis was also attacked by Izayoi's tongue. 　　Like a malfunctioning faucet, a large amount of white fluid gushed out. Semen sprayed onto Izayoi's cheeks. 　　Izayoi swallowed the semen, taking the penis deep into her throat. She let the semen flow down her esophagus in one gulp. 　　(No… I’m going to die, I’m going to die… I’m about to faint…) 　　The super-sized, voluptuous breasts focused intently on rubbing against the penis, combined with the masochistic pleasure from the squeezed semen, caused Takuma to twitch and convulse like a machine, unable to move. 　　“Hehe. Takuma-sama, you look quite comfortable.” 　　Izayoi smiled. 　　“First section over.” 　　“Breast Shadow. You can’t become a prisoner of the King’s Penis.” 　　“I know. Let’s begin.” 　　With that, Setsuna stood up. 　　She bound her body with two sturdy ropes to a ceiling beam. Holding the ends of the ropes, she stood above Takuma. 　　Takuma lay face up, unconscious. 　　"That's enough, Setsuna." 　　"Ah. Now I'll free you from the curse immediately." 　　Setsuna smeared the sticky potion on her chest. Bathed in indirect lighting, her full breasts glowed with an alluring light. 　　Preparation complete. 　　Handing over the task of holding the rope to Izayoi, Setsuna suddenly flew into the air. With her arms and legs spread out, she landed on Takuma like a parachutist . 　　"Ugh!" 　　She was caught by the rope during her descent, and Setsuna's body stopped in mid-air. 　　Izayoi used all his weight to support the rope. Setsuna's body floated at the height where she was about to touch Takuma. Her breasts, which were above a J-cup, drooped, with only one pair of fruits in contact with Takuma. 　　Setsuna swayed her body, facing the penis directly below her, and clamped it with her drooping, rocket-shaped breasts. 　　Takuma's waist trembled. 　　Even though he was unconscious, the pleasure was still very clear. 　　The penis bounced up, and Setsuna clamped it with her breasts and began to spin. Her body, with her legs spread out, spun in circles . Her deep cleavage engulfed his penis, and she rotated her body around it, the sticky, slippery sensation assaulting his shaft. 　　"Lin, Bing, Dou, Zhe, Jie, Zhen, Lie, Zai, Qian!" 　　Setsuna shouted this mantra after each rotation. As she yelled, her breasts swayed up and down, rubbing against his penis. 　　The sticky, slippery friction of her breasts against his penis was enough to make him ecstatic. Liquid was already seeping from the tip. And Takuma was unconscious; only his penis reacted. 　　At the end of the ninth rotation, Takuma's lower back cramped and he rose upwards. A sign of orgasm. Setsuna 　　then rotated her body, using her breasts to clamp and rotate his penis. 　　At the moment the tenth rotation ended, Setsuna clamped his penis tightly between her full breasts. Using all her strength, she gripped his penis with her full flesh , the warm, fatty mass a powerful, oppressive assault. 　　When her rotation stopped, Setsuna rubbed his penis violently from side to side with her breasts. Takuma's waist leaped upwards, as if piercing Setsuna's heart, thrusting towards the center of her chest. Hot liquid, semen, shot deep into her cleavage. 　　"Gurgle!" 　　Setsuna cried out. 　　The semen must be gushing out with tremendous force. 　　Takuma's lower back convulsed. At the same time, a large amount of semen gushed into her cleavage. 　　Setsuna floated in mid-air, her body trembling. It seemed she was about to climax. 　　(Breast Shadow, do your best... don't let the King's Penis capture you...!) 　　Izayoi prayed silently. 　　Suddenly, Takuma stopped. 　　Ejaculation was over. 　　Setsuna carefully propped herself up, as if trying to prevent the semen from flowing out. She tightly embraced her breasts, taking the glans into her mouth sucking the semen. 　　"Ahhh..." Takuma cried out. It seemed he had regained consciousness. 　　Izayoi relaxed. The breast-breathing technique was successful. 　　However, Setsuna continued to suck on the glans. At first, she only licked the surface, but then she took the glans deep into her throat and began to suck forcefully. 　　"Ahhh..." 　　Takuma cried out, arching his back. 　　Setsuna's head bobbed up and down, her lips clenched tightly. Replacing slender fingers, he transformed his mouth into a piston, taking the penis in at superhuman speed. 　　"Ahhh... Ahhh..." 　　Takuma was lost in ecstasy. 　　Grabbing Setsuna's head, he twisted his body to the right. 　　Izayoi noticed something was wrong for the first time. 　　He used the breast-breathing technique, but Setsuna was definitely being captured by the King's penis. 　　"Breast Shadow! Wake up!" 　　As Izayoi rushed over, the room lights went out, and iron locks flew out. Huge handcuffs were attached to the front of the locks, aimed at the two's hands and feet. 　　Coupled with the sudden flying shuriken, only a faint metallic sound was heard in the darkness. 　　Several locks appeared from behind, handcuffing Izayoi and Setsuna's hands, and collars around their necks to their thighs, then locking with a sound. 　　Three shadows flew into the air. 　　The locks drew huge arcs, supporting themselves on the beams. The three shadows landed again, suspending Izayoi and Setsuna's bodies in the air. Instantly, the two were suspended by the towering ceiling, their bodies handcuffed. 　　Then, three figures emerged from the darkness.

The two on either side wore mesh bodysuits. Only the one in the very center wore a bright purple

short robe studded with metal plates. This was a rather revealing female ninja outfit. Each of the three held several locks in their hands.

Yuna and Mizuna of the Oniwaban—and, their master, Amami Maika.

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