DxD, out of nowhere!

And now, with that little arc done and with the first part of my story finished, I guess we can go with a little extra chapter with no plot and just for the fanservice and idiocy I usually write in those. The plot(?) will continue in the next chapters, don't you worry about it.

EDIT: Ichijou was so pure back here... Still a virgin, though...

Highschool dxd does not belongs to me, thank you.

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Oh, that one took one second longer...

This is what happens when you wake up with tits in front of you after a while. Sure, in the beginning, it's exciting and shocking, but after some time, it kinda loses all the novelty in it. It's like eating your favorite dish for every meal: it's good and great, but in the end, you'll get sick of it and eat a banana instead.

I digress. Here I am, with my face in between Gremory's breasts, bored to death, counting how many seconds she takes to inflate and desinflate her chest. I would kick her out of my bed or say something to make her leave, but alas, I can't. My body is still bruised and sore because of yesterday's match, and even with Gremory's... CAHAM! Method of healing, the fatigue's still running through my body. Everything sucks...

Well, better take my morning shower. I slugged out of Gremory's grasp, and replaced myself with my giant pillow, she didn't even noticed the different, as she cuddled even more with it. Sick, that's just sick when you think about it.

No time wasting here, I better be going. I picked some of my clothes in my closet, no Akabane this time, and rushed to the shower room. Since it's Sunday, my sisters are usually out to party of just buy things for the upcoming week. I'm all home alone with my king and maybe a Ninetails. Ninja has her own home, so I guess she probably isn't around. Thank... Maoh, no more pretty freeloaders. So, I was about to a take off my shirt and open the door to the bathroom, but then it hits me: I'm in a house full of women, which means that is probably someone by the other side of the Bathroom door. And then the following will occur: seeing someone naked-massive boobage- things get out of hand- I die from blood loss. Not necessarily in that order, or with all said items happening. The proper response is to knock. So I did just that.

"You're not gonna fool me this time, gag door." I said to the door, my still somewhat sane mind knowing it wouldn't respond. Nothing from the other side, maybe the area is really clean. I opened the door, and really, there was only the air, a small steam coming from the bathtub and my personal hygiene stuff...

Wait. I don't know anyone who baths this early.

I came closer to the source of the steam, and taking a quick peak at it, I saw that it was filled with some kind of... Colored water? I dunno, but it looks like lemonade at best and piss at worst. Actually, it smells really good, like nothing I've ever smelled. A quick sniff was enough for me to want to take a quick dive. But would that be acceptable? Moreover, this doesn't sound really... There. Just that. Bath-salts are not really my thing, and since I'm messing with the supernatural lately, maybe this water is some kind of Blob monster trying to take my life... Or virginity. It would be a very awkward college talk if that ever happens...

'So, did you pop your cherry already?'

'Yeah, just the usual stuff: I was raped by a blob monster while taking a bath.'

Ah, what the hell. After a quick bath, I dived in anyway. The moment I did just that, however, I felt a incredible boost of energy flowing into my body, as suddenly I was refilled with will and good vibes. All of my fatigue was gone, and I felt a lot stronger and vivid. It's like a massage from... Whatever devils worship. Before I knew it, I was sinking on my own blissfulness, with only the upper part of my face, from up to my nose, still not submerged.

Ohhh~... Ahhh~... This feels good~... Bath salts hits the spot... Oh, hey, Ms. Fox, how are you?

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Meh, whatever, I'm feeling too good to care. But, for protection, I stood up only to pick a towel and put it around my waist, diving again. The fox, your typical shrine fox, yipped happily at me, and took her way to sit on my covered lap. I sighed, and pat her in the head, splashing some water on her head.

"Akabane, don't you dare turn back to normal." I said, seeing at least nine small tails coming from her rear. The fox in my lap turned her head around to face me, and smiled.

"What? This is my normal form, my dear wife. But if you want me to change to my usual form so bad~..." And I patted her on the head instead. We're feeling so good in here, no need to be upset. She moaned as she laid on my chest. Yep, nothing to care. "This bath salts I brought from the Toono sure hits the spot. Nurarihyon-kun owns me a favor, anyway."

"Oh, you mean the leader of the youkai?"

"The leader of the Youkai Parade. I'm the leader of Youkai. Please, do not mistake the two of us." Huh, pride. Typical, youkais are prideful creatures. From animes and mangas I got this kind of trivia.

"Oh, well, even if you weren't, you'd still be my husb-... Akabane!"

"Did you say something?"

"No! No! Not at all!"

"Huh~... Okay, I believe in you."

Phew. Bullet dodged. Damn it, I'm starting to care. Not just for Akabane, but for Gremory too. I can't care! If I start to care, I'll end up just like my father. With another sigh, I submerged on this supernatural water, bubbling it to distract myself. No, those two are only with me for what I am, not who I am, no feelings for me at all, they just want the D... ragon.

"Well, I think is time for us to leave." Akabane said, walking(?) away from my lap and then turning to face me. She smiled, and then started to pat her own head, reaching her little paw for the eyepatch next to her eye. "But since is a pain to dry all of this fur, I better change to my human form."

Wait, what?!

"Akabane, don't you dare...!"

*PUF!*

"Shameless fanservice!" I screamed, covering my eyes and trying to lost the vision of herself in between the mist of hot water, as she exploded herself in a pink smoke the moment she reached her eyepatch and put it in its rightful place. A moment had passed, And I was wondering what I would do to her the moment she covers herself.

"Teehee... No worries, my darling."

"Akabane! Wait until I...!" I uncovered my eyes to look at her, and the moment I did that, there she was, in her human form, wearing a school swimsuit, a leotard-like piece of rubber with a name right in front of it. She was... Wearing a swimsuit.

"I was wearing this thing the whole time. I'm sorry, but it's so fun to tease my dear, dear wife..."

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"Darling?"

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"Honey?"

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"Ichijou, you're scaring me."

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH...!

SWIMSUITS! MY ONLY WEAKNESS!

Boobs in the face? I can handle! Naked ladies? I can handle! Endless teasing from tits and asses? I can handle! But SWIMSUITS?! No! I can't! I can't stand swimsuits! And not just school ones! Teeny-weenies! Polka dots! Slingshots! Frilleds! Gymnastics! Surfer ones! Bikinis! My only weakness! My only perversion!

Okay, Ichijou! Stay calm! Stay calm! Don't let her know, or else she will use this against you! Stay cool! Keep it cool! One step and it's over!

"Akabane..." I stood up from where I was sat, crossed my arms to maintain my straight man figure, and took a deep breath.

"Yes...?" She said, tilting her head to a side and shooting me a confused look. From here I can see she has a perfect human body, as she got only two of 'those' pouting out of her swimsuit, and not multiple as a fox would.

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[Good morning~.]

'Good morning' my ass! Stay down, you...!

[okay~.]

"Akabane..."

"Darling...?"

Deep breath... Stay calm... Deep breath... Control your urges... Deep breasts...

DAMN IT!

"THANK YOU FOR THE MEAL!" And I payed my last vote of respect out of her, and then dashed out of the bathroom, using my newly recovered strength and energy to get the hell out of there! Now, wearing only a towel, I blindly ran into the unknown.

"Oh, good morning, Ichijo-... GAAAAAAAAH...!"

"Gremory...!"

*BASH!*

*FALL!*

*GROPE!*

"Uwah~...!"

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Oh father, son and unholy ghost that rules the underworld, thank you for this gift called Gremory's naked breasts, as they are avoided the trauma my body would have from it's encounter with the floor.

Just because I don't go with Gremory's tease, doesn't mean I don't appreciate breasts.

"Errr... Ichijou-kun?"

"Huh?"

"Could you... Please... Be gentler? You'll mold my breasts that way, and I don't want that." She said to me, trembling a little with the uncomfortable feeling. Can't blame her, I was practically trying to milk her, the way my hands were sinking into her fat mounds. Damn it! I'm on my limit!

"Oh, sorry." I said as I removed my hands and tried to get off of her, but then...

"Darling? What happened? Did you...?"

*SLIP!*

"Ohh...!"

*FALL*

*SLIDE!*

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They're touching me...

The wet rubber and the warm from Akabane's own body are touching my back... Gremory's oppai are rubbing my face... There's no escape... I'm sandwiched...

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I give up.

*FUUUSH!*

"Kyaaah! What happened?! Ichijou-kun is bleeding!"

"Oh no! Does the Toonoo Salts have collateral ailments with devils?!"

"Akabane! You killed my queen! I'll never forgive you!"

"Or he's just as a pervert as Issei-sama."

And so ends the Tale of Tsukino Ichijou, the wielder of the Infamous Boosted Gear.

THE END. (Actually, no. C U next chapter.)

Yeah. Even Ichijou can be a little perverted and have his little fetish. But, of course, since nobody fights or rules the underworld wearing only swimsuits, hardly he will be known as the 'SWIMSUIT RED DRAGON'. Ddraig would be disappointed yet again. Nobody is made of steel.

EDIT: I think the best way to call him would be "Mizugiryuutei". Hah!

So... Thank you for your time. Stay golden!