The Ultimate Lucky Student, Makoto Naegi, was doing what most average teenage boys did on a Friday night when they were alone in their rooms; masturbating.
It wasn't that Makoto was a particularly horny person. If anything, he'd be considered pretty sexless by people who knew him. But when it was late at night and a guy was bored, things happened that involved a penis, a hand, and a few paper towels. And ever since he'd moved into the dorms of Hope's Peak Academy, the independence allowed by his room offered greater opportunities to relieve himself.
Steadily pumping himself up and down, the small, quite adorable boy let out a series of quiet pants and moans. He had no notable fetishes or kinks to speak of.
"Okay, okay," the student whispered, eyes focusing intently on the video in front of him.
Except for one.
On the screen in front of Makoto was a very cheap harem hentai. Four extremely attractive women were lavishing attention on the body of a standard, featureless protagonist. Two of the girls serviced his penis as if it were the only thing that mattered(And based on how they acted this episode, it was.), another licked and kissed along the six-pack that inexplicably lay on his unathletic form, and the last was putting her tongue so far down his throat it was like she was feeding it to him.
And Makoto loved every second of it.
Harems had been a fascination for him ever since puberty first closed itself around his small and squishy form. The concept of a group of women lavishing as much attention as they could, romantically and sexually, on him was a concept that excited him more than any other he had come across in his many years on the Internet. Some days it was a romantic fantasy of group cuddles and love in the air, and some nights it was complex orgies in a sex fueled haze. Either way, it left Makoto feeling quite happy when it was over.
There it was again, that funny feeling. The tension at the base of the penis that indicates that Makoto's hand has successfully imitated a vagina once again. And with it came the inevitable release Makoto looked for. At this point the video was just background. The Ultimate Lucky Student closed his eyes and let the pleasure overflow. And overflow it did, as his body prepared itself for the second cumshot this week.
And right on time, a flash of smoke appeared in the space on the bed between Makoto and his laptop. From it laid a pink fairy, scantily clad in what could be described as an outfit if one was willing to be very cool with certain things very fast. Her pink underwear acted as more of an attention-getter than a concealer for her nether region, and her top was a pink bra that just so happened to have some white cloth hanging from the sides. A beautiful pair of butterfly wings emerged from her back and fluttered behind her, keeping her an inch or two off the bed even as she floated a little.
And just as she came, sperm began flying out of Makoto Naegi's penis in a vain attempt to find a womb. Thousands of potential children would die slowly as bits of it splattered the fairy's legs and stomach. Strangely enough, she didn't seem to be bothered by the fact that a random teenage boy was imitating Pollock over her lower body.
Letting out a sigh, the Ultimate Lucky Student opened his eyes. There was a mysterious pink girl in his bed and his sperm was forming polka dots on her panties and skin. It was almost surprising he didn't start yelling sooner.
Seemingly unfazed by his freakout, the fairy used her pointer finger to get a bit of his cum off her leg. Popping the finger into her mouth, she ran it around her mouth a few times before swallowing.
"It's not completely watery, so at least you're not cranking that cock too much. But, it tastes like shit. Don't you have any fucking meat in your diet?"
Reality seemed too real for Makoto Naegi at that moment. He was a naked teenage guy in a dorm room, pressing against the back wall in some desperate attempt to phase through the plywood and away from this situation. His unkempt bed had a laptop still playing hentai and a strange woman who just swallowed a bit of his cum. Most of the room was still dark, the only light coming from a crack in the blinds of his window, and various bits of trash littered just about everything that wasn't the bed.
"Looks like a guy's room," the woman scoffed as she looked around.
"I, uh, umm… I…" Makoto sputtered as he tried to construct reason out of a very bizarre situation. The only time stuff like this happened was in mediocre harem fics.
"Ooh!" The girl exclaimed as she turned around to look at the laptop. "Is that All My Sisters Are Having Sex With Me To Make Sure I Don't Become Gay? Great fucking show, even if it offends some of my more progressive sensibilities."
"Yeah?" Makoto trailed off, focusing on the fact that this intruder seemed a bit too interested in what hentai they're watching.
"Oh my god, I forgot how deep she can put her tongue in that dude's ass. It may be anime and all that, but that shit's impressive."
"Yeah? I guess?" Makoto was never a big fan of the anal stuff anyways. But now his focus was entirely on this girl. Was she going to rob him or something? Usually robbers didn't dress like lewd cosplayers and review hentai, but stranger things happened here at Hope's Peak Academy.
"Oh shit, I should tell you who I am. Sorry, I suck at introductions."
The girl suddenly launched herself out of bed, and Makoto recoiled towards the door as she did. But right as he reached the knob, she started doing something that stopped him in his tracks. She was flying. Honest to goodness flying. She zipped around the room, inspecting more little bits of memorabilia and trash before getting way too close to his face.
"I'm Kyu Sugardust, love fairy extraordinaire! I make dreams come true and marriage certificates legally binding, for the low, low cost of nothing! How does that make your fella feel?"
Considering the confusion and fear, it was actually quite soft. Still, Makoto had enough presence of mind to understand her.
"You're, you're a love fairy? You make love happen?"
"Ah, classic misconception created by shitty romance films," Kyu asserted, sticking a finger in the air with authority. "I can't create love in the same way scientists can't create science. I just expose what's there, analyze it, recreate it, and then fuck myself silly to the sight of it."
Just a few sentences and this fairy already reminded Makoto of that underclassmen that he had Calculus with. The blond one that moaned when doing homework.
"So you're here to help me find love?"
"Pre-fucking-cisely, virgin. I'm here to ensure you manage to stick your dick in at least one consenting partner, and preferably it'll be someone you stay with after I'm gone. My supervisor likes checking how these things play out."
Makoto stopped to rub his head a little, making sense of this strange situation. Then, as he looked down, he realized he was still naked. The yelp he let out as he covered himself sounded exactly like a puppy getting kicked in just the right spot.
"Sorry sorry sorry," he blubbered, looking around desperately for anything that'd cover him more than Kyu's clothing covered herself. The love fairy chuckled a little in response.
"Dude, your babies are still drying on my legs. I don't fucking care if you're naked."
Mortified, Makoto realized that there was indeed drying cum on her thighs. His cum. If he was blushing before, it was nothing compared to the redness that blanketed his entire face.
"Ahh I'm sorry about that too!" the student yelped, ignoring Kyu's lax attitude towards nudity as he walked to his dresser.
"Anyways, let's run down your file," Kyu began, taking a slip of paper out of her top. Unfolding it, she began to read everything she knew about Makoto.
"Makoto Naegi, titled Ultimate Lucky Student, attends Hope's Peak Academy; a school for remarkably gifted teenagers. He has a living mother and father, a sister named Komaru, and a wide group of quirky and colorful friends. Despite a number of female friends having deep-seated romantic and sexual interest in him-"
"What?"
"Makoto has yet to take the initiative in any potentially romantic encounter he has been confronted with. We believe that the world of romance would gain immensely from him having a fulfilling sexual and romantic relationship with at least one individual."
"Wait, wait, slow down."
"His only fetish relates to harems? Damn kid, someone's getting greedy. I don't mind though, being that vanilla means you have some room for experimentation; and with a large enough group of girls I'm sure you can find what you're looking for."
"How do you people know this?"
Kyu balled up the paper and threw it like a basketball at Makoto. It popped off the bridge of his nose, causing him to flinch, and landed on the floor.
"We're fairies, kid, it's as easy as seducing single moms."
"So… what are you going to do?"
"Well, kid, the way I see it you have a unique problem. Most people I have to help are greasy losers who jerk off to too much porn, but you're a special case. Nice, entertaining, understanding, feminist, very cute, and romantic; but with none of the capacity to turn those traits into mind blowing fuckfests with the babes you spend almost your entire day around."
"But, what if I don't want to… do that all the time?"
Kyu sped over to the side of Makoto and wrapped an arm around his neck, pressing his face a little too close to her chest for comfort.
"Trust me kiddo, we got all this shit in da bag. My goal is to find you a small harem of attractive girls who are bicurious at minimum, who will shower you with love and cum as you see fit. To do that, we need to amp your romance game up to eleven. So don't worry about having to jackhammer every girl you meet, you don't want that. We're going to be getting you dates. Then the dates will turn into relationships. And then the relationships turn into jackhammering. Capiche?"
"I guess? This still seems a little weird."
Kyu let out a long sigh. "Look, I'll give you tomorrow to think about it. But you better not give up on a once in a fucking lifetime opportunity. I'm handing you hentai goodness on a silver platter here."
Makoto pushed himself out of her grasp a little.
"Thanks and all, but this is a lot to think about. I just need some time to consider all this."
The love fairy straightened her posture a little before levitating off the ground again.
"Yeah, yeah, consent is the core of a healthy relationship and all that. If you need me again, just say my name. Kyu. As in Cute. Or Cupid."
And with that last message, Kyu Sugardust disappeared in a flash of glitter, leaving Makoto alone and naked in his room once again.
What even was that, the teenager thought to himself. Whatever it was, he'd need a lot of time to think on this decision.