The Commander wondered if it was easier being a woman, seeing as she had to lead a bunch of other women… granted they were super-powered kansen with enough weaponry to obliterate even those psychotic murderers calling themselves Sirens. As if they weren't bad enough, there were cults that worshipped them now…
Yet, she knew the answer to her own question. Of course it was more difficult for her… opposite sexes worked better together when it came to authority. The incidences had only gotten worse lately… she would show up to discipline a couple of unruly kansen, and they would have the temerity to turn on her!
She blinked her eyes, the incident form in front of her blurry for a moment. She sighed as she adjusted her glasses, picking up her cup of coffee to take a sip, her hand shaking as she…
Crash!
The metal mug banged against the steel desk as it slipped from her hands, tepid coffee spilling everywhere as it then rolled onto the floor. She barely registered it, looking down to find a poorly maintained uniform covered in new stains.
She felt a frustration well up inside her, fighting back her tears as she just took away another hour of precious sleep… for weeks they had buried her in paperwork, overworked by Admirals who weren't happy about a female Commander overtaking their favorites.
"Kommandant, are you ok?" Her secretary, Friedrich, asked her. The Commander stood up, grabbing some tissues in a futile attempt to fix the damage to her uniform. It would just need replacing, at this point… but…
She sighed and looked up at the towering ship. Her warm smile and bright, golden eyes looking down at her with concern. The shipgirl stood nearly a full foot taller than she did, so the voluptuous figure of her best battleship was always very… obvious…
"Just a little coffee, Friedrich, it's ok, I'll…" She paused, sniffing. She smelled something… a little sour, but it smelled like her too, was it…
She lifted her arm, sniffing her armpit and wrinkling her nose. When did she last have a shower? She couldn't even remember… and she was already hours behind on paperwork today. So… another three to four hours of sleep again… if she was lucky…
Friedrich already knew the Commander was at her breaking point, and caught the slender woman as she collapsed, picking her up and cradling her like a child, her head resting against Friedrich's ample bosom.
"Don't worry, Kommandant… mommy will take care of you," She whispered to the exhausted Commander.
The door opened to reveal Graf Zeppelin; the carrier looking as angry at the world as ever. At least, until she saw the Commander. Her usually dour expression softening as she caught sight of her leader, ultimately being replaced by a look of motherly concern once she saw the state she was in.
"Kommandant! If there is one thing in this world I actually care for…" She looked from the Commander to Friedrich, her lips turning downwards at the sight of her holding the one thing she cared about.
"What about me, Graf?" Friedrich smiled at her.
"Don't push your luck. I tolerate you at best," She said, huffing and swiftly approaching the pair.
"I'm joking. Like I said, it's bad, and I need your help," Friedrich caressed the Commander's face as she looked up, her eyes vacant.
"You let it get this bad?" Graf shook her head with displeasure.
"A good mother only steps in when her child needs her most… it is not my place to tell the Kommandant how to perform her duties, but now… we must help her," Friedrich sat down and laid the Commander in her lap, removing her top and neatly folding it, setting it aside. Graf shook her head as the battleship exposed her breasts, her rosebud nipples appealing as she massaged one breast with her free hand.
Graf stood by, the delicate form of the Commander seeming so… small… right now. Granted, Graf was only a couple inches shorter than Friedrich… barely. Still, she needed to calm down for the sake of the Commander. If the two of them materialized their rigging in here… well, there wouldn't be much of a room left… or even a building.
Friedrich gently lifted the Commander's head to her bosom, her lips brushing against her nipple, "Go ahead, drink…" she purred, "Mommy's milk will make you feel better, I promise~."
A small gasp escaped the battleship as the Commander began to suck, the warmth of her shipgirls milk filling her mouth. She swallowed it, sensing her energy returning, bit by bit…
Graf sniffed the air, wrinkling her nose, "What is that smell?"
"She hasn't showered or bathed properly in the longest time… and her clothes haven't been properly laundered…" Friedrich told the carrier, propping up the Commander's head a bit more as she continued to suckle.
Graf was… intrigued. Under normal circumstances, she may have been put off by such a smell, but… her affection for the Commander made it almost… appealing. Graf gravitated towards the pair, unable to control the sudden urge to experience more of it.
"It is… nice…" She said, leaning down and moving the Commander's arm up over her head. Graf buried her nose in her Commander's armpit, letting the sour, yet slightly sweet and floral scent of the Commander wash over her.
"Kommandant…" The carrier breathed, heedless of the battleship regarding her with renewed interest.
"Would you like to feed her too, Graf? I'm sure you have plenty saved up in those breasts of yours as well…" Friedrich urged.
Graf considered, "That's… not how it works, but yes, I'm sure that I will be able to restore her energy far more quickly with it…" She undid her top and cast it aside, her breasts comparable to the battleship despite her slightly smaller stature. Friedrich chuckled at her display and helped transfer the Commander to her lap, where she immediately sucked on Graf's breasts, her lips wrapped tight around Graf's areola as she drank of the carrier's milk.
"Haa…" Graf moaned softly, feeling a desire swell within her, a familiar yet new sensation spreading down the length of her futa cock. She looked up to see Friedrich had already taken off her skirt, underwear too… and now her cock was in her hand as she stroked it.
Graf didn't mind the massive battleship outclassed her in cock size… it was literally the difference between twelve and a baker's dozen.
"Pulling out your dick, already? Like she can take it… look, why don't you just use my damn pussy again if you're so horny," Graf chided Friedrich.
"And what, leave her all to you? No… I am certain we can satisfy the Kommandant as she needs to be…" Friedrich stepped forward, releasing her cock as she reached down to unbutton the Commander's blouse.
"Such a slender woman… her breasts are almost… cute, yeah?" Graf massaged one of them gently, pinching her nipple between a slender finger and thumb as the Commander squirmed a little.
"Alright… that's enough milk. I think it's time we clean her up. She certainly needs it~," Friedrich lifted the Commander up and Graf laid a pillow on the floor.
"Stay on your side," Graf glared at Friedrich as the battleship laid the Commander on the floor, resting her head on the pillow. The two of them undressed her as she lay there, looking up at the two of them.
"W-what's going on…" She asked weakly, though a glimmer had reappeared in her eyes. "Why are… oh… Friedrich, you're… wow…" Her eyes were locked onto the battleship's cock.
"Hmph, mine is almost as impressive," Graf chimed in, and the Commander turned to her, blinking as she saw the carrier was dead serious.
"You two…"
"Shh… we're going to take care of you, Kommandant~," Friedrich said, tossing aside the Commander's panties and laying down next to her, Graf taking the other side.
They licked her sweaty body in tandem, their tongues not missing an inch as they started at her neck, though she seemed to enjoy it most when they were focused on her collarbone…
"I'm… haa… Friedrich… Graf…" She moaned softly as they continued their ministrations, her modest bust getting a lot of their attention as they sucked on her nipples. She couldn't help it, and pressed a finger between her labia, stroking her pussy as she felt a heat rise within her.
"Seems like it's working, Graf~. It's so much fun to play with her cute little breasts, isn't it?" Friedrich chuckled, and Graf grunted an agreement.
"Yeah, I guess it's… enjoyable. Better than dealing with your massive tits," She grumbled.
"You're rather well endowed yourself, Graf Zeppelin."
"Almost thought you'd confuse me with Spee there for a moment…"
The Commander snorted a laugh, and Graf cracked a smile. It was gone in an instant, but both of them had seen that which has never been seen. Belly… navel… they took turns with that one, but both spent an inordinate amount of time toying with it, keeping the Commander's away from her crotch. They would see to that themselves.
For now, however, they were focused elsewhere. Thighs slick with sweat, the heavy musk that surrounded her pussy drawing them both in, making them salivate, their cocks throbbing with desire.
Friedrich indulged herself, licking the fold between her crotch and thigh, drinking in the strong, arousing scent that emanated from there, cleansing it with her tongue, delighting in the taste of her Commander.
Graf was not to be outdone, however, and began to do the same, with even more gusto. It became a competition, ending with the Commander's name slick and dripping with their saliva. The Commander was on cloud nine as she panted, not even bothering to touch herself anymore… the futa kansen would ensure she got all the rest, relaxation, and stress relief she deserved~.
Friedrich and Graf lay at down, their thicc, full bodies pressed side to side as the admired her feet. A certain pungent aroma wafted from them, and they inhaled it eagerly, sweat still visible between her toes.
"Wonderful, isn't it?" Friedrich smiled, taking one foot into her hand and caressing it with her tongue, working her way from heel to toe, digging her tongue in between them, cleaning her foot thoroughly. Graf joined in, sucking on her toes one by one, moaning softly as the scent gradually faded the more their tongues caressed her feet.
"I can't wait anymore, Friedrich. You going to take the front or the back?" Graf said, her impatience showcased by her leaking cock as she stood up, lifting the Commander up and turning her over as easily as a doll.
She was relaxed and pliant, giggling as they manhandled her.
Friedrich's smile grew, "Oh, Graf… I know how much you prefer anal. Go ahead, I don't mind~. I'll make sure to take care of her pussy!"
The Commander's legs spread wide as Graf and Friedrich supported her, their two cocks pressing against her face as Graf licked her anus, rimming it eagerly, inhaling the scent of her musk. She wasted no time in making sure she was nice and clean inside as well, feeling the Commander's tight rectum squeeze as she attacked it with a singular focus.
Friedrich took a slower approach, letting her tongue memorize the shape of her labia, her vulva… and just how delicate her clit truly was. Friedrich's mouth filled with the Commander's juices as her first orgasm in weeks poured from her before the battleship even had time to tease her insides.
"F-fuck! I'm, cumming so hard! Haah! D-Don't drop me!" She shuddered with pleasure, but Friedrich doubled down, thrusting her tongue deep inside her pussy, having to anger her head against Graf's so that they could eat her out together.
Her insides were hot, delicious, and squeezing back against Friedrich's tongue. Friedrich felt a pleasure unlike anything before wash over her as she saw to the needs of her dear Commander. When she started to try to suck their cocks, they knew it was time to move on. Graf left a wet, delicious asshole behind, and once Friedrich was done with her… well, her cunt was shining, dripping juices as she begged them for more.
"Come on… fuck me already, you two!" She moaned, reached back and shoving a finger into herself as she rested on her knees.
Friedrich got behind her. Pressing her tip against the Commander's cunt and pressing into her. A soft moan escaped her lips as the Commander took her easily, the battleship's attention to her pussy ensuring it.
"Friedrich! Your cock is amazing… Graf, let me take care of you too," She leaned forward, getting on her hands and knees even as Friedrich sped up her thrusts. She took Graf into her mouth as the carrier moaned, grasping her arms as the Commander began to deepthroat her massive cock.
"Your mouth is… amazing, Commander…" Graf said, her soft moans betraying her excitement. The two kansen looked at one another and nodded, standing up at the same time. The Commander made a noise of surprise, but remained still as her arms and feet left the floor, dangling there as the two futa supported her.
They continued thrusting, though Friedrich now held her hips steady. Her actual weight was centered on her cock anyway, though the extra pressure against it felt incredible. Graf had hold of her arms where they met her shoulders, thrusting deep into her throat.
"This is… even better than I imagined… I want to take care of you always, Kommandant~," Friedrich's husky voice shuddered as her breasts bounced with each movement, Graf looking down at the Commander with a hungry expression.
"It's so good... I'm gonna fill up her belly… her goddamn throat is unbelievable!" Graf moaned as she sped up, gurgling sounds coming from the Commander as she fought to breath through her nose.
That being said, the two futa were experts at orgasm control, and continued to spitroast the Commander for some time, her cunt learning only the shape of Friedrich's cock as it pressed up against her womb, until it stretched it wide open, Friedrich's tip filling her womb as the battleship shuddered in a lust now completely unshackled.
Their moans reached a crescendo as the Commander kept cumming, her juices flowing freely from her, dripping to the floor. Friedrich was the first to cum, showing no restraint as her massive load poured deep into her pussy, filling the Commander's womb thoroughly and leaking out between their union, their cum mixing even as it fell to the floor. Friedrich shuddered as aftershocks tore through her, releasing even more cum into the Commander's body.
"You're drooling, Friedrich, does that mean… haa… w-what's this…" Graf cried out in pleasure, making animalistic sounds as she climaxed, her seed pouring directly into the Commander's throat. From the side, you could see the immediate effects of this! Her stomach began to inflate slightly as Graf loosed her seed with abandon, stretching the delicate skin of the Commander's stomach until it appeared she was pregnant.
The two managed to let her down gently, though she was coughing cum up as she fought to regain control of her breathing.
"I have never… been so… satisfied… in my entire life!" She said, a smiling adorning her expression as she looked at her two kansen gratefully.
"Oh, we're just getting started, Kommandant~," Graf said, maneuvering the Commander on top of Friedrich as the battleship laid on her back. "I have a certain… desire that I've always wanted to fulfill with you."
"You can fuck my ass, Graf…" She giggled, and Graf sighed in relief.
"Heh… all that prep was worth it in more than one way, then~."
Friedrich held her cock while the Commander speared herself on it, laying down on top of her and pressing her lips to the battleship's, her large breasts pressed against the Commander's much smaller ones.
Graf was nearly shaking as she pressed her tip against the Commander's soft, wet anus, salivating as she poured lube onto her cock, watching it slowly enter the slim woman's body. Her moans were so loud, even though a mouthful of Friedrich's tongue… but she was taking it like a champ.
"Your ass is so tight! This is incredible, Kommandant! Fuck yes… I'll make it so you never forget my shape…" Graf's voice rose in pitch as her desires swelled, her cock sliding deeper inside as she spread both cheeks, eyes glued to the Commander's anus stretched wide, gripping her cock.
"Fuck me, Graf! Your dick is ridiculous! My ass feels… my ass… haah!" The Commander cried out as Graf pushed her entire length into her. She gripped Friedrich's hands tightly, shuddering as she barely squeaked out small gasps and moans, drooling into Friedrich's open mouth.
"Graf… you need to be more careful! You broke her…" Friedrich admonished.
Graf snickered, thrusting as she let the Commander's cheeks go and grabbing her hips instead, fingers digging into soft flesh. She admired the Commander's body, licking her lips as she ran her eyes slowly down it.
"Fuck… fuck… I can't stop cumming!"
The two kansen smiled with pride as the relatively slight form of the girl between them kept shuddering in pleasure until she completely collapsed against Friedrich, unable to support herself at all. Friedrich thrust upward and into her cunt, fucking her womb and cumming as she pleased inside her.
Graf was pounding her ass by this point, her mind given to her pleasure as her own soft cries of pleasure joined the Commander's.
"Oh fuck, I'm cumming! Haah!" She slammed her cock deep inside the Commander and let loose, cum flowing from her with such force that it made her cough, and when the Commander coughed again, a little cum came out, landing on Friedrich's breast. She felt a sudden fullness overcome her as cum filled her insides…
"Oh god, Graf, I… mmph!" A torrent of cum erupted from the Commander's mouth and spewed onto Friedrich's breasts as she held herself up, Graf laughing and moaning in equal measure as her cum flowed freely through the Commander's body. She reached down and pressed on her distended belly, making even more flow out.
Graf pulled her cock out of the Commander when she finally stopped cumming to look around and see that they made an absolute mess of her, Friedrich's massive breasts also nearly covered with her seed.
She toyed with the Commander's anus as cum poured from it, dripping down Friedrich's shaft and coating her balls. She took pride in defiling the battleship as well~.
Friedrich and Graf stood a few minutes later, surveying an exhausted Commander as she stared at them with eyes blank from pleasure. They both looked down at their cocks, smiles growing at their hard members.
They would spend every last drop they had on her!
They got on either side of her, lifting an arm each to observe a sweaty, musk-drenched armpit. They lifted her up to sit on the couch, shoving their cocks into her armpits, their tips pressing tight as precum leaked out, lubricating it enough for them to use properly. She pressed her arms to her sides.
"My… armpits?" She giggled as they thrust into them, their cocks covered in her musky sweat, mixing with their copious precum. She looked up at them as they panted, Friedrich reached behind Graf to squeeze her ass.
Graf mumbled, but was too caught up in fucking the Commander's armpit to care about Friedrich's molestations. The Commander let her tongue hang out, looking up at the two kansen with a lewd expression on her face.
Friedrich couldn't believe just how hot her armpit was… such a wonderful feeling… she just wanted to cum again and again! But she… held out as long as she could before pulling back, lifting her arm again as she pressed her tip against it.
The Commander let out a gasp as Friedrich's cum sprayed into her armpit, dripping down her sides as thread after hot thread splashed her. She winced a little, giggling each time. Friedrich looked up to see Graf finishing up as well, keeping her arm down as her tip remained inside, pouring her cum into the flesh pocket.
Friedrich turned her towards the back of the couch and shoved her cock deep inside the Commander's ass, "Kommandant… I desperately need to piss. Take it all, ok?"
"W-what? Friedrich! Haah!" She cried out in surprise, then in pleasure, as Friedrich's warm urine filled her bowels, distending her stomach a little as Friedrich slowly thrust, her hard cock throbbing inside of the Commander's ass.
She couldn't help it, and her cum followed soon after she finished pissing, gripping the Commander's ass as a smile lit up her face.
"Friedrich, you're so fucking perverted," Graf said, scoffing. Friedrich pulled out of the Commander's ass and sat on the couch, dragging the Commander into her lap. She suckled at Friedrich's tip, lips wrapped around it, small sucking sounds coming from her.
Graf got up on the couch and pressed deep into her ass, filling her bowels with even more piss and causing it to leak out from their union.
The door creaks open as Graf is finishing, sighing as she relieved herself. The two kansen turn to see a destroyer walk in.
"Friedrich? Graf? Why are you two naked? KOMMANDANT?" Nimi's voice rose as she looked on in shock, turning beet red as Graf pulled her massive cock out of the Commander's ass and stroked it rapidly, suddenly turned on by the unwitting audience.
"Hey, Nimi~. Care to join us? I'm sure even your cute cock could still satisfy her~," Friedrich said, languidly squeezing her breast as she moaned. She came inside the Commander's mouth as Nimi watched. Her cock fell out of her mouth, the mass of hot, sticky liquid coating her mouth and lips as she drooled cum. What was left of Friedrich's seed splashed onto her face as Nimi turned to see Graf's cock between the Commander's feet.
"Enjoying the show?" Graf said, grinning as she stroked herself until she came, covering the Commander's feet in her white, sticky juices. Cum dripped between her toes and onto the couch, the underside of her foot layered in seed.
Friedrich stuck her tip back into the Commander's mouth, and she began to suck on it again, as though it was a reflex by this point.
"I'm… I'm gonna go…" Nimi panted, her face hot as she quickly left the room and walked down the hall and into a bathroom, locking herself in a stall and trying to fix her erection. The damn thing wouldn't go down! It wasn't cute, either… it was almost eight inches long! Nimi had… measured it…
She sat on the toilet and relaxed, bending over until she could take about half of it into her mouth. She moaned as she sucked her own cock, shivering with pleasure as her pussy leaked as well.
She reached down to finger herself, shoving her fingers deep inside herself and thrusting rapidly. Images of Graf fucking the Commander in the ass before cumming on her feet… fuck… she was gonna… she was gonna cum in her mouth again!
Nimi swallowed, her eyes rolling up in her head as intense pleasure shot through her. She came with her cunt at the same time, squirting her juices all over her hand even as she filled her mouth with her cum. The hot stuff coated her tongue, and she licked it from her cheeks, and she felt her cock finally soften.
"Fucking… penis…" She moaned, and stuffed it back into her skirt, hiding it as best she could. She washed up and left, suddenly in need of an afternoon rest…
Back in the Commander's office, the two kansen were cleaning her with their tongues, making sure not to miss a single spot before Friedrich cradled her, Graf following them as they brought her to her quarters for a proper rest…
Though both of them were ready to go again as soon as they got to the room, and they grinned, the sleeping Commander none the wiser.
No need to wake her… though Graf wondered what sort of dreams she would have as she fucked her ass!
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