"Komaru, we need to focus-" Makoto lamented as he yanked another page of lolicon hentai out of Komaru's notebook. As much as he appreciated her effort towards becoming a real mangaka, she chose the worst times to practice.
"Come onnn, I was just getting to the girl getting railed by her teacher in front of the entire class!" She complained.
Makoto harshly shushed her before putting the algebra textbook back in front of her. "Okay, so, what's the equation for this line?" Komaru studied the textbook as hard as she possibly could and started spouting some random gibberish that, while it made her sound smart, was completely wrong. Once she was done, she looked to Makoto for confirmation.
Makoto sighed and put his head in his hands. "I'll just ask Kyoko to help..."
"Remind me who Kyoko is again? Isn't she the sexy detective with daddy issues?" Komaru asked.
"Yeah..." Makoto trailed off, thinking about her in spite of Komaru's…less than respectful description. If he wasn't in an actively incestuous fling that had lasted for the last several years, he might have entertained the thought of asking her out…at some point.
Komaru studied the boy for a bit and smiled wide, before smirking. "I know that look. You so wanna stick it in her, don't you~?"
"No! Honestly, if it weren't for what we have, I'd think of asking her out."
"Oh, so now I'm holding you back~?" Komaru asked as her smirk grew wider.
A blush came across Makoto's face. "You know what I mean-"
"I mean not really, if anything else, I think us fucking since we were like…however old we were has made you more confident, so why is Kyoko so special?" Komaru grilled him, happy to see her brother squirm so much.
A fist slammed on the table between the two, causing the siblings to jump in horror as they turned to face Junko Enoshima. "Heya, bitches!"
"Wha-How are you alive!?" Makoto screeched.
"Who're you?" Komaru asked.
"That's Junko-" Makoto trembled.
"That's right, and you're Makoto's weirdo little sis, huh?"
"Oh the one that kidnapped us, right." Komaru said, constantly impressing her brother with how forward she was about everything.
Junko suddenly grabbed Komaru around the throat and hoisted her up. "The one and only! Now, let's take a walk!"
Makoto scrambled after Junko as she made her getaway, holding Komaru with surprising ease in one hand despite how much the girl struggled.
"Akkk! H-hey! L-let me gooooo!" Komaru shouted.
Junko obliged once they reached an isolated classroom, throwing Komaru into a desk and commanding Makoto to sit next to her. "Now, I hear you two got very familiar with that stupid lesbo of a sister I have, right?"
"Owiiieeee…" Komaru groaned, rubbing her now sore back. "Yeah?"
"Y-yeah-" Makoto stammered, feeling very scared of the fact that Junko was now not dead as he assumed, but seemingly quite annoyed with them. Last time she was making some very…colorful threats.
The girl's demeanor changed drastically as she put on a pair of glasses that came from seemingly nowhere. "Ah, for shame, what Despair. My sister was having an incredible threesome while I was in the hospital..."
"Are you okay? What exactly happened to you? Mukuro never told us." Komaru asked with concern, seemingly unfazed by the personality shift.
The glasses fell off and she smiled at Komaru. "My own sister almost killed me! Ain't that swell?"
"Not really?"
"Aww, why not?"
"A-are you okay?" Makoto asked.
"Are you talking to me or her?" Komaru asked.
"Both of you really..."
"Oh I'm just fine, I finished relearning how to walk today~!" Junko sang as she posed a bit for the two.
"Soooo…what do you want from us?" Komaru asked.
"Well," Junko began explaining. "It's so ungodly fucking annoying to think about how much fun Mukuro must have been having with you two while I was in a full body cast, thinking about how I'd have to drink shit through a straw for the next few months at least. And then I got thinking about how it's specifically, entirely your fault!" Junko declared, pointing at the siblings.
"And?"
"So, I was thinking there was two ways to go about this. The first one is you make it up by doing exactly what I say for the next hour-"
"Or?" Makoto asked, only to see Junko pull a particularly large knife out from seemingly out of nowhere.
"-OR I CARVE A SMILE IN YOUR SISTER'S TITS WHILE YOU WATCH!"
"I-I mean…there's two of us, I think we could easily overpower you, but uh…yeah let's do the first option." Komaru said with a smile, though Makoto could see there was definitely some nervousness behind it, especially as she eyed the sharp knife. "Makoto has made me his slave for an hour before and it always turned out really hot."
Makoto blushed intensely. "O-Okay…what do you want us to do?"
"Hurt me!" Junko chirped.
"You mean like what you had me do to Makoto when you kidnapped us?" Komaru asked with a slight tilt of her head.
"None of that prissy shit!" Junko objected. "I want to limp out of this room, if I get out at all!"
"I-I-I dunno about that..." Makoto stuttered.
"That sounds interesting, sure!" Komaru said at the same time as she cracked her knuckles. "If you're okay with it, I'd love to use you as a stress reliever!"
Makoto gasped. "Komaru, what are you doing!?"
"What? She's offering…or rather, telling."
"But…like..." Makoto trailed off.
"Enough whining!" Junko declared as she pulled her skirt down, revealing her lack of underwear.
"Woah…bushy." Komaru said as she saw the girl's bush of pubic hair.
"They don't let you shave in the hospital, but I managed to get away with some other stuff~"
Makoto ignored the odd exchange to stand up while taking off his hoodie.
"Other stuff?" Komaru asked curiously.
"I was next to a maternity ward," Junko explained cryptically before rendering herself completely naked. "Okay, one hour, if you disappoint, I'm slitting your brother's throat."
Makoto gulped. "Y-yes, Junko..."
Komaru still wasn't completely sure whether she should take the threats seriously or not but the way she said it so casually made her worried. Either way, she nodded, but then paused. "Should I…be naked?"
"Yeah," Makoto offered as he took off his shirt. "It'll make things easier."
"Hey, Junko is the one in charge, I was asking her!" Komaru said with a pout.
"Just hurry up and do something! I'm waiting!"
"Jeez, so impatient." Komaru said as she quickly stripped off her clothes unceremoniously and then walked over to the girl. "Any specific requests?"
"Hmm," Junko thought. "Punch me."
Without a moment of hesitation, Komaru reeled back her arm before slamming her fist into the girl's face at full force. Makoto winced as the Ultimate Fashionista fell to the ground, clutching her face and moaning.
"Fuuuuuck~"
"Was that…good?" Komaru asked nervously, before looking over at Makoto for his opinion.
"I mean, it looked like it hurt."
"More~!" Junko demanded. Komaru slammed her fist into the girl's face once more, this time drawing blood as it leaked out of the girl's nose from the impact. Makoto walked closer to the scene as Junko frantically began rubbing herself to the feeling of agony that spread through her.
"Feels kinda nice, surprisingly." Komaru said as her brother approached. "What else would you like me to do?"
"Stop asking and just pick something," Makoto advised as he, surprising to both himself and Komaru, managed to stomp on Junko's chest.
"FUCK!" she exclaimed as her chest continued jiggling a bit after his foot was removed. "It hurts so good~"
"Well sorry for trying to make sure my partner was enjoying herself so she doesn't kill you." Komaru said as she slammed her fist into Junko's gut. Junko crumpled into a ball and rolled over, sticking her ass in the air as she let out a long, gurgling moan of pain. Makoto took the chance to crouch down and line up his cock with her vagina.
"Yeah yeah, sorry-" Makoto replied.
"You gonna fuck her? Isn't the rule 'never stick your dick in crazy'?" Komaru asked, using air quotes to emphasize.
Makoto groaned, half from pleasure and half from the pain of having to have this conversation while having sex. "Just help me end this quickly. If she passes out we get to go earlier."
"Oh Makoto~" Junko purred in spite of the sibling bickering. "It's so much bigger than I imagined~"Taking a moment to think about what to do next, the girl walked around, and slapped one of Junko's breasts as hard as she possibly could, so hard that her own hand stung from the impact as the girl's large bust jiggled. At the same time, Makoto grabbed a handful of her blond hair and used it to yank her head back, making her look Komaru in the eyes as he railed her. "Thank you-" Junko moaned as her entire body ached and stung under the dual assault.
"I'm assuming we're doing good~?" Komaru asked as she punched the fashionista's side next.
"F-f-for a couple of losers-"
Makoto smacked the girl on the ass as he buried himself completely inside of her.
As Komaru looked at the girl's body, which was now starting to get red in several places, she wondered what to do next, before having a great idea. "Hey, Junko? Can I choke you? Just a little?"
"Do you really have to ask?" Makoto asked.
"Good point." The girl said before climbing on top of Junko, riding her chest, feeling her squishy soft breasts beneath her ass as she wrapped her hands around the girl's throat and lightly squeezed. Makoto pulled out for a second to keep from orgasming early, resting his cock against Junko's pussy and watching as the girl twitched and spasmed while the oxygen left her body. The girl wasn't sure how far she should take it, so she already could feel herself loosening up a bit as Junko coughed.
Makoto had an idea, standing up and tapping Komaru on the shoulder. "Do you want to scissor her?"
Komaru's eyes immediately lit up. "Yes!!!"
Junko wiggled a bit as Komaru adjusted her position. "Everything feels so sore~"
"I'm assuming that's a good thing?" Komaru asked as she moved forwards and pressed her pussy against Junko's, making the girl moan immediately.
"Yes, yes!" Junko barked before, suddenly, she saw Makoto's cock hanging in front of her face. Komaru giggled at the girl's enthusiasm as she started to move her hips back and forth, rubbing their wet pussies together as she watched what was about to happen next. Meanwhile, Makoto placed his hand on Junko's throat and tightened, making her involuntarily shift her head back a bit. From that position, he was able to drive his cock directly into her throat, causing her to gag and sputter for a second before he completely cut off her air with his hand.
The siblings now completely assaulted Junko with different stimulations as Junko rapidly began to increase her movements. It wasn't long until Makoto came first, cumming down Junko's throat as he released his grip just a bit, her entire body tensing up as her face began turning blue.
"C-careful, Makoto." Komaru warned as she kept moving rapidly, trying to hold back her climax as much as she could, leaving her brain feeling foggy with pleasure. Junko made a gurgling noise as Makoto pulled out, but any break she would've had was interrupted by her own orgasm; her body shuddering and shaking against Komaru as she exploded against Komaru's pussy.
As soon as Junko finished, she let her own climax out, and she moaned loudly as she came, both girls spraying onto each other's bodies with fervor as they experienced intense climaxes, though Junko's was probably more intense than Komaru's. Once they were both finished, they collapsed onto the floor, and Komaru pulled herself away before pulling herself back up to her feet, panting.
"S-so…Junko…is there anything else you want?" She asked between breaths.
"Uh, Komaru, she's unconscious..."
"Oh…" Komaru looked down at the passed out girl. "Should we just…leave her here then? Like that?" As she thought it over, and thought about somebody potentially coming in and finding the girl completely nude like this, the more it excited her. "Yeah, we can leave her." She said, convincing herself. "I hope she had a good time."
"Me too," Makoto said as he stood up. "But let's hurry out of here-"
"Hey can I peg you tonight?" Komaru said after they got dressed and started making their way out the door.
"Wha-"
