"Ok so let me get this straight…" Free began while glancing towards the girls from his position on the rooftop, they were laughing quietly while Eruka's face flushed as they looked down at the five small Mizune sisters. "So: Your mom, the other witches, the Academy girls…" he gave Crona a strange look. "You're screwing all of them?"

"I know, weird isn't it?" Ragnarok erupted from the boy's back to cut in before Crona could answer, shaking his head while the pinkette pouted up at him, what'd he mean by that? "Doesn't seem like the type that'd be getting that much action, does he?" That was such a mean thing to say!

Free rubbed that back of his head, trying to come to terms with this information. "Well I mean, that's great and all, good on you, but… how?" he frowned, not understanding it.

"Madness," Ragnarok answered with a shrug before Crona could. "Little brat is chocked full of it, all the way down to his balls," he chuckled as Crona reddened.

"Huh," Free then shrugged himself. "Alright then."

"Wait-wait-wait, hold on," Ragnarok looked at him wide-eyed. "That's it? 'Alright then?'"

"Yeah why not?" Free asked, it all seemed pretty straight forward to him.

"What no: 'How does that make sense?' Or: 'What the heck is wrong with you?! You're screwing your mom?!'" He looked at the wolf like he was the weird one here. "Nothing?!"

Free stared at him blankly. "You're talking blood that can turn into a magic soul-eating sword, I'm an immortal werewolf that ripped out a witch's eye and stole it, and we live in a world where the Grim Reaper is the principal of a school that teaches kids that can transform into weapons how to kill monsters," he raised an eyebrow. "Is this guy screwing a bunch of girls really that hard to follow?"

Ragnarok thought that over, not really knowing how to respond. "I guess when you put it like that…"

"And besides, he seems like a cool kid, so I don't see any reason to make it weird by questioning every little thing," he shrugged again. "And now that all of that's been taken care of," he stretched, popping his muscles. "I guess we should get ready to get this kid a Kishin soul," he liked Free, Crona decided this as he followed the wolf over to the rest of the group. "So how are we doing ladies?"

"Fine, just waiting for the last stragglers to get inside," Maka answered before sighing. "Sure wish I could have gone in for a bit though," she twirled around in her black dress, smiling to herself thoughtfully. "Wonder how everyone would react…"

"They'd think you were pretty," Crona smiled, earning chuckles form everyone and an appreciative smile from the girl.

"They'd probably freak out too," Patty giggled, almost tackling Crona as she went for a hug. "I wonder what Soul would think?" She pondered while drawing a little circle against the boy's chest.

Liz chuckled while roaming her eyes along the Meister's body. "That a Maka without underwear is really easy to tease," she reached out and flicked Maka's chest, earning a whimper from her as her nipples were rubbed by the fabric over her chest.

"Liz!" she snapped, covering her breasts with a huff and a blush. "That was supposed to be one of my surprises for Crona!" she whined indignantly.

Free raised an eyebrow. "Uh not to be that guy, but hasn't he already seen you with no underwear? How's that a surprise?"

"It's the situation! It's supposed to be exciting!" Maka fumed, looking away from them, arms crossed. "What, you never had a girl that tried doing something special for you?"

"Not really, usually I just screwed them and paid their fee," he answered bluntly.

"I'm starting to see why nobody ever did something like this for you," Maka scowled at the wolf, though if he was offended he didn't show any sign of it. "At least Crona appreciates it," she hugged his arm, giving him a grip between her legs. "Right?" she ground against his fingers through the fabric, her moist heat radiating through into his palm.

Crona shook a little, an excited smile on his face, she was doing something like that for him? In public? "But isn't it uncomfortable?" he couldn't help asking, he didn't want her to inconvenience herself for his sake.

"It's fine, it just makes me a little more sensitive," Maka assured him, grinding against him further, actually pushing his fingers into her through the cloth, groaning at the feeling of him curling them within her. "More than fine…"

"Wow, you really did a number on them huh?" Free chuckled, watching the display with a curious and amused grin. "Never seen such a tiny chick act so slutty."

Maka barely heard him though, just enjoying the feeling of Crona toying with her through her clothes. "Shut up or I'll chop you…" she mumbled, eyes fluttering closed.

"Maka…" Eruka set a hand on the girl's shoulder. "Come on, the Mizunes being like that are bad enough already, we can't have someone else losing it."

Crona frowned as Maka sighed while moving away from him reluctantly, her dress a little damp but otherwise no worse for wear. "What do you mean?"

Eruka glanced at the five small witches, her face reddening again. "It's nothing, they're just a little…" she rolled on her feet, a little embarrassed to say what erotic thing she was thinking even after all her time spent with Crona. "Absentminded right now."

Crona turned to them, still frowning. "What's wrong?" he kneeled down next to them, noticing how they were each shifting in their own little way.

Liz chuckled a bit. "They're horny," she said bluntly.

Crona blushed with a blink. "Oh…" he glanced around, not knowing how to deal with something like that on a mission, but he saw how much they were shifting as they made tiny grumbles in the form of their signature high-pitched squeaks and felt bad for his girls. "Is it bad?"

One of them nodded, discomfort evident on her face as she rested her head against his. "Chi~" She groaned miserably.

Patty looked over at the Academy, noting the long wave of people still heading towards it. "Hey, you know you could always take a bit to help them out while we wait," she suggested brightly. "I know how hard it is to think about stuff when I'm horny!" she laughed out the vulgar statement.

"Chi~" another of them moaned painfully, taking hold of his hand, squeezing it tightly in her tiny grip.

"But… but you can't change without your magic," they had their Soul-Protects up, so how would they…

"Crona, I'm surprised," Medusa turned away from facing the Academy to face her son with a faint smirk. "You of all people neglecting a lover?"

"It's not neglect!" He was quick to respond, sounding horrified by the suggestion. "I-I'm just worried is all! We're in the middle of Death-City, there are academy students everywhere and if they find us before we're ready…" He seemed legitimately terrified as he looked over his girls. "I don't want any of you to get hurt," then his eyes settled on his mother again, or rather her belly, and his breath hitched. "A-and you're pregnant…" He trailed off, just staring at the cloth covering it.

Medusa's eyes softened, as did every girl's while Free smirked and respectfully turned back to face the Academy to give the lover's their moment. "Crona," she stepped down from her perch to wrap her hands around his shoulders. "It feels good to know you're worried about all of us," in fact it made their hearts soar. "But you don't have to be afraid, we're perfectly safe up here while we wait for the right moment," she rested her forehead against his, watching his downtrodden eyes as his hands went to her sides, his thumbs brushing along the edges of her clothed stomach, drawing a light-hearted laugh from the woman. "And you don't have to worry one bit about me right now, I'm only a few days along after all," she kissed his forehead, drawing his eyes up to meet them finally. "There's nothing here that can hurt our children," she assured then smiled lovingly while placing another kiss to his nose.

Crona searched her eyes for any trace of doubt, for anything to suggest she wasn't 100% sure of what she said, only to find nothing but love and confidence. "Okay," he relented, giving his mother a light peck on the lips that made her heart glow. "If you're sure," he nodded while parting from her.

"Yeah, it's totally fine kid," Free glanced over his shoulder to see if they were finished, then came over with a grin. "You can go figure things out with the mice while we keep watch," he then slapped him on the back, making the boy stumble a bit with the unintentionally forceful gesture. "Go take care of your girls," he noted Crona's still partially uncomfortable expression as the Mizune's each took hold of his arms, squeaking out their discomfort. "You don't want them getting hurt because they weren't focused, do you?"

"No," Crona sighed, getting a bad feeling in his gut as he let the little witches lead him to the other side of the roof. "But how am I going to do anything?" He wondered out loud as they pulled him around the corner behind the top of a stairwell, putting it between them and the rest of the group for some thinly veiled privacy. "S-so?" He asked, looking between each of them the moment they were alone.

They pushed against his legs and waist gently in answer, pressing him up against the cracked wall before standing side by side in front of him, his confusion growing until they went on to spread their cloaks open. Crona's eyes went as wide as dinnerplates as they each shrugged off the fabric, revealing their miniature, almost child-like, bodies to him as well as the very small, extremely thin, pink lingerie they wore beneath, the skimpy articles revealing all but their actual privates. Even those however he got a glance of, the tiniest bit of pink peeked out from beneath their dime-sized bras, as well as the littlest bit of fuzz around the lewdly small panties so thin they actually only covered their little slits.

Crona looked away, mortified and not knowing how to deal with their appearance. "W-W-What are you doing?" They looked like little kids and he didn't know how to deal with that!

"Chi-chi-chi," the sisters giggled in unison, tossing their hats onto the pile of clothes they had made behind them before one of them stepped ahead of the others, palming his soft crotch with a tiny smile.

"I-I don't know what that means…" this was weird, no this was wrong! Wasn't it? He knew from dozens of missions sent to pick off certain despised individuals which no one would miss that this kind of thing was unforgivably bad! "Ragnarok! W-What do I do?" He stammered in his mind.

For once however the blood monster didn't have a snarky answer to response. "Uh, I actually… I don't know," he understood how Crona felt sure, this was right on the borderline of sex-offender territory, but when he thought about it… "I mean, well they're technically adults if you think about it, and compared to some of the stuff we've already done…" Crona's eyes widened as he said that, how could the sword even be suggesting that the boy go along with this?! His thoughts were interrupted however when the Mizune squeezed his soft member, sending a shiver up his spine. "And if that's not consent…"

"Chi?" another Mizune tugged at his arm, maneuvering his hand in a similar fashion as Maka had just minutes before, making him cup the thin strip of cloth covering her crotch.

Crona looked up away from them as another of them did the same with his other hand, the feeling of their clearly damp bodies soaking into his palms sending a rush through his systems as the last two leaned against him, their hands joining the first on his still soft crotch. "Chi?" Yet another made that little sound, and he swallowed before looking down.

They almost looked like they were in pain as the five witches stood there with their legs clamped together, rubbing their thighs in a desperate attempt to try and relieve themselves, uncomfortable tears pricking their eyes. A moment passed as he was brought back to the time Medusa had kept him pent up while conditioning him back towards the start of their relationship, more specifically the almost excruciating pain it had brought him at times. He couldn't just leave them like this could he? And when he thought about it, the fact that they were even having this problem in the first-place sort of proved part of Ragnarok's point, not to mention the fact that he'd already thoroughly used the sisters in their combined form many times by now… He couldn't believe he was actually considering this, this was so weird and wrong and yet, in an unacceptably depraved way, also sinfully erotic… He took a deep breath before curling his fingers, making the two Mizunes on his hands groan and buckle as he touched their needy slits through the cloth, their whimpers growing as they began openly leaking onto his fingers. He felt two of the three leaning against his chest tug at his robe, urging him down towards the ground and he allowed them to guide him along, the three at his front smiling as the two on his hands lowered themselves to straddle and grind against his fingers more, puddles starting to form beneath each as he slipped past their underwear, entering their tiny folds with cute little gasps.

The middlemost one leaned forward then, taking his lips while the other two pecked his cheeks, his eyes squeezing shut as he felt a small tongue lick at his lips, he was so disgusting for going through with this! That's all he could think as he opened his mouth, letting the Mizune mewl happily and lick at him in a way someone her size and appearance shouldn't know how to. She then pulled away, kissing at his nose as she giggled while taking in his half-lidded flushed face before they all moved back, the two on his hands getting up on shaky legs, a trail of arousal connecting them to him until it snapped once they got high enough.

They smiled at him lovingly as they reached together for the bottom of his robe, their purpose clear and he begrudgingly complied, standing for a moment to pull the clothes up over his head, shivering as five pairs of little hands instantly palmed at his underwear, squeezing him through the cloth before he was even finished tugging the black robe over his head. He then took another breath before looking down at the five girly bodies eagerly handling his wrapped-up package before he reached down with shaky hands to pull them back. He hooked his thumbs beneath his underwear and with a self-loathing filled wince he tugged them down and off his legs, letting his girth flop freely between his knees only to earn disappointed pouts and curious Chis as the five sisters took in the sight of his flaccid length.

But then they all smirked as one, taking a moment to go pick up the pile of their clothes before dropping them at his feet and arranging them in a way to give him a clean bed to lay down on atop the dusty stone roof. They led him down to it, setting him down on his back with little smirks pinches, tugs and kisses to his waist, each one making him shiver until he as they removed the last of their clothing, revealing their tight dripping sexes and board-flat breasts to him. They ran their hands across their bodies, trying to make him react how they wanted, yet no matter how hard they tried he kept looking away, his body remaining disappointingly soft. He was just so conflicted about all of this and while part of them supposed it could be seen as admirable the rest could only think how of stupid it was considering just how many other things considered "horrible" by society that he'd done.

"Chi?" One finally found herself feeling it had gone on long enough and kneeled down over his face, rubbing her hands over his cheeks softly as she straddled him, her faintly chubby thighs cradling his head.

The others noticed their sister's actions and with a collective giggle followed suit: Two went to sit down on his fingers while the last remaining pair began working on his length. One spat onto her hands and stroked her small slimy digits across his soft shaft while the other rested the girthy flesh atop her head while she dropped down to work on his sack, her nose happily sinking into his musky skin while her tongue flicked out to lap at its underside. Crona reacted just how they wanted, a tremor rolling through him as his cock and balls bucked beneath their collective ministrations, his skin flushing hot with a lustful heat.

"Chi…" the one over his face groaned while reaching down to spread herself open, arousal dripping onto his lips as their eyes met.

She leaned further against his mouth, his lips brushing over her little clit and making her tremble while she looked down with a needy stare as Crona tried to keep calm, taking in a deep breath and preparing himself for just what it was that he was about to do. He then gave her a slow tentative lick along her slit that made her buckle, her hands going to his hair as her tight lips clamped around his tongue, a loud whimper escaping her mouth as she rolled her hips across his face. He couldn't help himself as the little witch's signature sound came out so lewdly perverted, the little squeak making him throb in response and urging him to continue. And continue he did, steadily setting up a slow rhythm of laps from the bottom to her clit while the two working his member hummed happily as he began to harden, one's lips locking around his fat tip and sucking down the pre he began to bubble with while the other sucked one of his balls wholly into her mouth. He shivered at the sensation, his fingers unconsciously curling into the two atop his hands and making them clutch his arms as they bucked their hips into the appendages, more erotically charged squeaks leaving them both.

He could feel himself getting tense as they continued, their actions becoming ever more forceful and sped up as they worked towards building up his release, each little witch squirming and squeaking in time as his wonderful crotch began to bubble and churn with its delicious payload. Just when his tension was beginning to reach its limit however everything above his crotch stopped, the three Mizunes he was pleasing above his waist disconnected their slits from him and crawled their way on numb legs to join their sisters at his length while the two in question took to stroking one half of his shaft each. He swallowed nervously as they lined up side by side above his member, all five reaching out to stroke and massage his proportionally massive looking cock as his sack began to tighten beneath their fingertips, their mouths opening wide while their tongues poked out ready and waiting.

He shut his eyes tight as he bucked into their hands until he finally locked up with a gasp as he came, rope after rope of thick semen flying out to splatter their chins and cheeks as the sisters seemed to compete with each other to catch each individual spurt, gathering the treat up with grateful smiles as they continued to collectively milk him for more. He couldn't believe the depraved sight that awaited him when he finally opened up his unfocused eyes to look down: Five little pink-haired heads drenched in his spunk, their tongues still outstretched and letting him gaze into each small mouth filled to the brim with his release. Then they closed their mouths to swallow up their prize, only to then follow it up by licking each other clean, switching between each sister as they kissed and sucked his cum off one another, their lips occasionally meeting in a heated cum-swap that sloshed his jizz between their tongues.

It made his girth ache all over again only for him to then frown the moment they finished cleaning each other as they all parted from his length to form a private circle, their little muffled squeaks doing nothing but furthering his confusion as they conversed amongst themselves. They argued long enough for the boy to have almost gone limp until one of them finally made a happy squeal, throwing her arms up happily as she came back to him. The others let out downtrodden sighs as they sat themselves down, trailing their hands down their bodies to rest between their knees as the joyous mouse crawled along him to straddle his lap, pushing his cock flush with his belly as she lay her dripping slit against it, the feeling stiffening him up all over again. Her joy didn't last however when she stood up on his legs, letting his cock rise up till it poked its tip against her only for nothing to happen when she bent her legs to take him. A frown crossed the mouse's face as she lowered herself, only for a grunt of frustration to leave her as she gave a fruitless bounce that did nothing but slide his cockhead up to brush her clit and make her tense up.

She let out an unsatisfied noise as she tried harder, frustrated tears beginning to prick her eyes as his bulbous tip continued to do nothing but slip from her folds and drag up each time. "Chi~" she whined, looking down at him desperately, her legs shaking and sore from the constant bouncing.

Crona still had that conflicting look in his eyes as he hesitantly took hold of her small hips, wincing with every squeeze she managed to give around the upper portion of his cockhead, wondering the whole time if he was truly going to go through with this. He had already gone this far with them, and at least no one was there to see him doing this, as if it made the scene any less wrong… He squeezed his eyes shut, mentally preparing himself before he pulled the little witch's hips down, slamming all he could fit into the Mizune all at once, his body going tense and eyes snapping wide as he was wrapped up in a tightness he had no idea how to describe. He trembled in place as he saw how she was only halfway down his length, but from the look on the witch's face he didn't think she cared all that much, a satisfied smile taking up her features as Crona's girth quite literally stretched her out with its outline. He then lifted her up gingerly, his hips leaving the ground for a bit as her sex sucked at him along the way, a long drawn out "Chi~" leaving her mouth until he finally reached his tip. The noise she made when he slammed her back down though set him on edge, the loud squeal as her body went utterly limp in his arms piercing his ears and making his length pulse.

Crona was already panting by the time he lifted her up again, a bit of drool leaking out of both their mouths as he began to slide her along his length, a little: "Chi," escaping her mouth each time he tapped against her inner entrance. He was honestly having trouble keeping together at this point as her body accepted his length as if it was made for it, her arms waving weakly as he dragged her up and down his member like a ragdoll, the sight and sound making his grip around her tighten with every thrust. He could feel his tension growing, his thrusts becoming more and more erratic as they continued, as his tip collided with her cervix harder and harder. His release however came must faster than anyone was expecting when he gave one particularly rough thrust, letting out a cry as another inch of his length entered and forced his tip into something even tighter and hotter than what he was already inside. The Mizune in his arms meanwhile arched her back, her toes curling while her lips parted in a silent scream of euphoria from the sensation of his mighty head piercing past her cervix and into the confines of her womb the moment she felt his hot load begin to travel up the length of his shaft. They were so overwhelmed by the feeling holding them that they could only lay there twitching together as Crona pumped his spunk directly into her core, the little witch's outstretched tongue twitching as her tear-stained eyes rolled up into the back of her skull, her cunt spasming around him as she came violently while unconsciously bucking on his cock. She was experiencing pure paradise as she felt his tip get pushed out from the sheer outrageous volume he had let out inside of her, a mad pleasure coursing through her very soul as his flared cockhead scraped the breached walls of her cervix with a silent pop. When his climax finally came to an end he actually struggled to remember how to move his arms so he could attempt to pry her off of him, her body flopping like boneless meat against the makeshift bed as her gaping sex twitched, the lips fighting to reseal themselves after the intense rutting they just went through. The other sisters leaned forward to watch the mouse's hole closely, waiting for anything to come out, and they soon got their wish as Crona's cum began to ooze from, their sister's hips twitching with every thick gush that left her.

The boy panted, holding a hand to his lightheaded skull as the Mizune he just finished with rolled over onto her side, her hands running over her stomach lovingly as she stared off into space, her face the picture of satisfied bliss as his boiling sperm bled from her. "Chi~" he turned to a sight that made him almost whimper. The other four had lined up at the end of the makeshift bed down on their hands and knees, their asses swaying side to side, offering up their dripping pink slits that were just waiting for him to come and empty his balls within just like he had with their sister. He swallowed, standing up on shaking legs to come to the farthest on the left, taking hold of her tiny ass and spreading her cheeks apart. He trembled as he stuck his tongue out and darted in to bury his face between her cheeks, dragging the wet muscle from her clit up until he reached her back hole, a shaky whimper escaping the mouse as he tongued her small pucker, slowly opening her up with each prod he gave her. It didn't take long for her already well experienced hole to get ready and he set her down with a final thrust of his tongue into her before sitting up and guiding his aching member to poke into her backdoor. He was met with a grateful moan as he slid inside the well-lubed entrance with ease, the velvety heat of her ass swallowing him up and rippling down his length as he pushed inch after inch into her. They groaned in unison the moment he bottomed out within her, a little gasp of surprise leaving the mouse as he flopped down onto his butt and held her against his lap, a lewd bulge poking out from her belly as the tip of the boy's cock made its outline clear beneath her flesh.

He ran a hand over the bump, drawing a twitch and drop of arousal from the Mizune eyeing her fresh bump with wide eyes before he lifted her near weightless body up to his tip, her arms and legs swaying uselessly just like her sister had as he then dropped her down into an orgasmic slam against his lap. The mouse came instantly, little hiccups and squeaks leaving her mouth as her expression and broken sounds came to match her earlier sister's, things that Crona's body was desperate to coax out more of with a round of delicate inch-long thrusts and gentle nips to her neck. He looked up from his current fucked-stupid partner and was treated to the sight of the last three preparing themselves for him as he continued, their fingers poking and prodding at their desired holes, urging him to go at his current cock-slot harder and harder. He complied, steadily turning her lustful little "Chis," into pleasure filled screamed that he was forced to cut off by shoving a pair of fingers into her mouth, afraid of letting anyone hear and find them.

Her pleasure only skyrocketed though as she bit down on the digits, a bit of his mad blood coating her tongue with its mind-numbing taste as he went harder and harder at fucking her small ass raw, her pussy dribbling its arousal onto their clothing as she came again. He was so sick for doing this, for enjoying this as he felt his own release bubble up within his balls, he was sick and wrong and so very confused as he continued to slam the small body in his arms down, his cum travelling along his length till he finally began pumping all the way to her stomach as he kept on thrusting. So many thoughts ran through his head as he considered the Mizune he'd fucked and ruined before and the one he currently held, thoughts trying to think up ways to rationalize it all: They were an adult when they were together, but did that also go for when they were apart in these little individual bodies? They were the same person, and yet each were also different, he knew that much by now with how they had worked him with their hands, but then there were their bodies… It just made him feel so wrong even as he came inside so much that the Mizune's stomach actually stretched out half an inch, so much of his cum entering her well-fucked tunnel that he'd caused her body to distend a fraction.

And yet even as he let the second Mizune fall off his length, a bit of his cum gushing out of her abused hole as her belly met the clothes, her legs numb and shaking as she lay there unconsciously drooling her nectar into her clothes, he couldn't stop a sinful thought appearing within him, one asking: "Is it really all that wrong?" Something inside of him had clicked, some part of his brain that the innocent morality hadn't been able to lock down appeared to pose these questions: "Did the Mizune's want it? Did they engage it? Did they ever once ask to stop or give a sign they were hurt?" Every question made his resolve crumble a little more as he moved on to his third sister, the little witch squirming in his grip and acting like she wanted to turn around. He twisted the witch in his grasp, watching her closely as she gulped and trembled beneath him, his behemoth of meat and veins plopping down along the length of her slit and running up her belly while their eyes met, the boy's gaze asking her a silent question: "Do you want this?" His answer came in the form of her going limp beneath him, her only movement being her hands trailing down to hook into her slit and spread her folds apart as she rolled her hips, spreading her sticky nectar along his shaft.

If he was going to become a god then did that mean he'd still have to worry about hell? It felt like it was something to ponder as he thrust into the third small body, his fingers lifting up to plug her mouth and muffle the following scream of bliss as she bucked into him the moment he bashed into the back wall of her womb. He supposed he'd never really have to worry about it if he never died, and becoming a god certainly helped with that, there wouldn't exactly be anything he'd have to worry about once he got strong enough and at that point he really wouldn't have to care about what others thought either. If something as heavenly as popping your cockhead in and out of a partner's cervix while she willingly sucked on his fingers with an unending string of moans and cries was wrong then he didn't want to be right. Medusa had said before after all, he didn't care about the shape of his lovers, though at the time that referred merely to their curves, but now? Why should he care if his partners were a bit on the small side so long as they gave him permission? He'd stop the exact moment they even started to ask him to… that is if their broken minds and bodies could even think straight enough to make the sounds that is, though that thought never really rolled through his brain as his current hole gave him a mind-numbing clench after a particular bash to the back of her womb.

He didn't know for sure just how long he had went at it, taking the sisters one after the other and turning their brains and bodies to dripping wet cum-stained mush, but he did know that it had felt like heaven, a heaven that continued on to this very moment as he lay on the thrown together bed completely nude with five pairs of lips running across the entirety of his length. He absentmindedly stroked the soft heads of two of the sisters as he lay there facing up with his eyes shut, contemplating the still awe-inspiring sensation of the door to their wombs popping around his swollen glans repeatedly, the way they squeezed him and squeaked with wanton lust at every thrust.

"Hey Crona?" he heard someone call and cracked open an eye to see Eruka cautiously peeking her head out from beside the wall. "The people have stopped coming into the Academy, I think we'll be-" her words caught in her throat the moment she could make out the scene: The five Mizunes lying face down surrounding Crona's cock, their bellies each distended by a good inch while their abused slits and gaping asses oozed out Crona's release, a blissful smile on each of their cum-splattered faces as they lapped at his shaft and sack. "Um, they- the others... W-we should probably start getting ready," the frog-girl darted her eyes away, briefly stealing a few glances back at them as the five sighed in unison, giving one last slobbery group kiss to Crona's tip before they pushed themselves up on unsteady feet. "Are you okay now?" she asked a bit dumbly, how could they not be after Crona had worked them so good their bellies looked like that?

"Chi!" They nodded in unison while Crona's climbed up uncomfortably, trying his best not to look down at their slightly swollen stomachs while the sisters each giggled in their own way.

"Okay enough to focus?" She got another round of affirmative squeaks. "Alright good," she breathed out in relief, the last thing she needed was a bunch of horny witches that could only think about Crona's cock on the job. "Well I guess it'd be smart for you all to get dressed now before things start-" She was cut off by the twin waves of power that crashed into all present as Medusa and Free released their Souls. "O-Oh crap!" She swore, swiftly dropping her own and running back around the corner.

The Mizunes all smirked widely and with a unified snap of their fingers their Souls released as well. "Um, s-should you clean-up first?" Crona asked while grabbing his miraculously cum-free robe from the soaked pile at his feet, the sisters just sniggered together though and with another snap the pile and their bodies were engulphed in plumes of smoke. "Oh right…" They could use magic now…

"Chi-Chi," a pink-topped black ball flew out from one cloud and nuzzled itself into his still bare chest before the freshly cum-free robed Mizune gave him a light peck on his cheek, her body still reeking of his spunk beneath her new clothes as she giggled and flew off, swiftly followed by the rest that each gave him a quick kiss and "Chi," of their own before racing off to catch up to their sister.

Crona let out a long sigh as slid his clothing back over himself, his face heating up a bit as looked over the rooftop before him, specifically all the traces and puddles of cum that had sprayed out past the edge of their makeshift bed. There was no going back after this, he'd done something others would disagree with, something they'd hate him for, but then again that wasn't exactly something new for the boy. He'd killed people, ate the souls of humans, had sex with his mother, taken multiple girls for partners, impregnated his own mother… So really at this point was having sex with willing bodies that just so happened to be a little more on the tiny side all that bad? And if things went as planned tonight he'd be getting a significant powerup, perhaps enough to actually not have to care about what anyone else thought or did just like he'd dreamed of while in his lustful heat of the moment epiphany with the first couple of Mizunes.

He briefly pondered what it'd be like, tasting and feeling other girls like the little Mizunes since the five all shared identical slits, would anyone else their size even be able to take him? Witches were much more sturdy than ordinary humans, so if he ever did come across the opportunity to experience anything else like this he'd have to take his time and be careful. But then again what were the chances of ever running into a situation like this again? He rubbed at the back of his head a bit while thinking about that as he rejoined the rest of the group, his eyes briefly glancing over the three witches with their glowing bright magic that matched the mass now surrounding one of the Academy's towers. The Mizune sisters would probably end up being the only ones he ever really did something like this with, so it shouldn't be that much of a big deal to worry about… right?

After all it's not like eating a Kishin would increase the effects of the boy's sexual relief oriented madness that much…