Prologue
Junko Enoshima sits there, her face leaning on her hand. She looked bored as she sat there, sitting and relaxing in a chair. Looking down, she watched her gigantic cock throb. She yawned a bit, her giant dick poked through the bottom of her skirt, she had no shame, she had no fear whatsoever.
Her cock began to drip. Jizz slowly moved down her shaft, watching as it did so. Junko finally stood up, grabbing her shaft with her hand. Walking to the door of her secret room, the hidden place that kept her safe from the school. Junko wanted someone.
She needed someone.
She walked out of this room, it was late at night so no one was here, other than of course her, not even her sister. She looked toward the large school, leaning against the statue next to her secret staircase to her secret hideaway under Hope's Peak, seeing security guards walking around it, snickering slightly.
"Hmm… Hope's Peak Academy. A place to simply grow and develop talents… What a vile thought. Hehe, jeez what kind of person would wanna do that! I'm already the perfect Ultimate Despair AND the most beautiful Fashionista." Junko shrugged, confidently as once again she stared down at her penis, now covered by the confines of her skirt.
"Don't worry baby, there is one thing this school is good for. Causing Hope… The Hope that burns bright, the Hope that's gonna be OH SO fun to fuck out of them. The girls of this school, the girls of my class. Ehehe, oh the thought of it. It just makes me wanna blast a hot load right into my skirt!" Junko walked forward, placing a hand on the school, not even fearing the security guards as they passed by her unknowingly, the most well trained guards… And they miss her so easily, this school certainly is prestigious.
"As far as I'm concerned… I hate you. But I can put my plan on hold for a little while. Even a gal like me needs time to relax." Junko's eyes almost shone a bright red, she looked through the windows of the school, focusing on her classroom, she had memorised it's location, all those girls she loved so dearly, even her own sister resided there during the day.
It had gotten to the point she had memorised the entire layout, desk's 1-4 are Makoto, Sayaka, Byakuya and herself, 5-8 were Aoi, Chihiro, Toko and Kiyotaka, 9-12 were Kyoko, Leon, Mukuro and Yasuhiro and the last row (13-16) were Sakura, Hifumi, Celestia and Mondo. The seating arrangements never left her mind as she even remembered the ways everyone left the room, the way they usually went to get to lunch, everything she needed to know.
Junko didn't want to stop herself anymore, she had been fighting her primal urges, her throbbing penis and her powers of manipulation and strategic skill. To her they were all play things and that made this so much harder to do, she couldn't just seduce someone like a normal student… She needed to take them for herself, changing them to think of her as the beauty she was.
Junko was going to form her own harem… And she wanted them to serve her cock… Almost like slaves. Before finally, the fall of Hope's Peak and the Tragedy, the idea of her standing on top of the school, her sluts hanging off her legs as they stared at her magnificent cock. It'd be a nice little side project to take the edge off while she's working on her plans of Despair.
Forcing people to break into pieces under her leather boot, intelligent mind and her massive cock… That's what Despair is all about after all.