A/N: Took a few days to write this one, but got it out in time regardless~
Do enjoy~
Mesugaki Fright Night
It was a lazy afternoon at the port.
Not for most, admittedly. Halloween was right around the corner and as such the base was a flurry of activity. Haunted houses, mazes, trick-or-treating plans; everyone was doing something and those not were busy with normal work duties like fending off the Sirens or escorting convoys.
Amidst all the chaos though laid five mesugaki, scattered around Archerfish's bedroom as they lounged about and chatted, not at all in a rush. Archerfish herself was laid back on her bed on her phone with Bache by her feet, the two sharing memes and snickering between themselves, whilst Otto von Alvensleben, Hero and Vampire were on the floor were playing video games, the incessant sounds of gunfire escaping the TV as they played.
The five of them had been friends for quite some time. At first due to similar interests and working together, then gradually it evolved into a true friendship – predominantly due to their shared love of pranks and mischief. Together they terrorised the port, pranking and scaring people, and Halloween was the best time to do that. Even as they sat there chatting and playing games they were already plotting places to scare other members of the fleet or how to acquire an abnormal amount of sweets, all in their conquest for chaos.
Their current subject of conversation, however, was the Commander.
''He's got such a stick up his ass!'' Hero complained, leaning back into the bed even as she effortlessly dodged a Warthog. ''You make the teeniest implication you wanna bone him and he'll ask you to leave!''
''Seriously?'' Otto said in disbelief. ''You think he doesn't swing that way, maybe...?''
''Oh no he totally does.'' Bache grinned cheekily, peering down at her companion. ''Saw him lookin' at your ass the other day when we came back to port.''
''E-Eh? Really?'' Otto stammered, cheek flushing her cheeks.
''Yep. So, safe to say he's just a massive prude.'' Bache remarked cheekily.
Vampire hummed thoughtfully, not taking her eyes off of the game, bashing Hero's head in with a melee attack – much to her companion's dismay. ''Perhaps it is his sense of duty?''
''Maybe? He's a total workaholic and barely leaves that damn office of his.'' Bache mused.
''Oh! Maybe he does like us, but feels like he'd be breaking regulations or whatever?'' Archerfish posed, looking away from her phone momentarily.
Hero sighed. ''Could be anything. Whatever the reason, I so wanna make him mess me up. Like, totally pin me down and rail me~''
''D-Don't say that so brazenly!'' Otto squawked.
Hero shot her companion a smirk. ''What~? Don't tell me you never wanted him to bang you.''
''I-I mean, I guess...'' Otto demurely remarked, the Ironblood girl looking off to the side. ''He's pretty hot...''
''I actually got a dick pic off of him you know.'' Archerfish called out then.
Which, quite easily, got the attention of the other four girls – Hero the one to vocalise their collective shock. ''Seriously?!''
''Yup~'' Grinning Archerfish opened her gallery and turned her phone around. ''Granted he didn't send it to me, but I sneaked into the men's baths and snapped a photo. Nearly got caught but thankfully Anchorage held up her end of the deal and distracted him, pretending to be lost.''
Game forgotten the four girls passed the photo around. Otto blushed scarlet and gained a faraway look in her eyes. Hero grinned and licked her lips. Vampire shuddered and bit her bottom lip whilst Bache whistled approvingly – all admiring the Commander's naked form, stood in the baths and unknowingly letting Archerfish snap a photo of his long, thick cock. Even when flaccid it was pretty big, leaving them to wonder how huge it'd be when erect.
''God I want that in me.'' Hero whined. ''Why can't this jerk just be like one of those guys that just jumps your bones if you flash a bit of skin?''
Vampire thought just grinned. ''Ah, but the chase makes the meal all the tastier, no~?''
''True...''
Taking her phone back Archerfish took a moment to savour the sight before closing her gallery and going back to her Juustagram, though not before posing a suggestion. ''Maybe if we're more bold he'll do it?''
''What, like go up and flash him or something?'' Hero made a face. ''Eh... he'd probably just punish us. And if we're seen then rumours will go around.''
''Tch, truth ye speak.'' Vampire grumbled. ''Seduction?''
''Eh, not really my thing.'' Hero waved a hand. ''Personally I wouldn't mind just asking him if he wants to bone, but that approach doesn't work on him.''
Some more murmurs went about, contributions made and discarded just as quickly – before Hero came up with an idea.
''Ooh~ How about this...'' Hero grinned cheekily. ''Since Halloween's coming up, we dress up the old dormitory building with some cloth or whatever, make it look like a proper event, then ask the Commander to come check it out before the big day.''
''And when he visits we bone him?'' Bache quirked a brow. ''What's stopping him from just refusing like always?''
''Nothing, but... we could probably be more bold.'' Otto suggested, red-faced at the thought. ''E-Even if he turns us down, at least nobody will have noticed and he won't tell anyone either.''
''Hm, maybe... ah, doesn't he have like a massive competitive streak?'' Archerfish cocked her head to one side. ''I remember him and Washington getting into a wrestling match a while back, said it was a point of pride. I think he used to do the sport before joining the navy?''
''So we make it a game he has to win, maybe second-guess his ability to finish it?'' Otto clarified, and upon seeing Archerfish's nod, hummed. ''It could work... plus, if it fails, then we'll have just wasted like a day or two of work. And we could use the old dorms as a way to scare people.''
''Two pranks for the price of one, I like it~'' Hero grinned. ''So! We all in?''
A collective agreement came from the other four girls, grins and tinted cheeks abound – simultaneously nervous, yet excited by the prospect of finally boning their Commander.
If only they knew how it would turn out...
X-x-X
''Hm...''
The Commander hummed slowly, dark eyes narrowed in suspicion as he stared down at the piece of paper before him. Crudely cut from A4 paper and designed amateurishly it wasn't by any stretch official, but then again the old dormitory building wasn't an official event site either. The whole reason it had been abandoned was for being too small for the current fleet, not helped by some structural damages and whatnot within.
Thus it was a surprise when he was delivered this invitation alongside some other mail, telling him to visit the building at 6PM and come inside. Supposedly the owners, who refused to disclose themselves, were planning on hosting a treasure hunt within the building and he was their guinea pig to make sure it wasn't too hard. Fond of a challenge as he was he accepted it without hesitation. And once he completed that challenge he would reprimand whoever was dumb enough to use an old and dilapidated building for a treasure hunt without prior planning permissions.
Granted, they did do a decent job. The two-storey building was wider than it was deep, with ivory walls and burgundy roofing tiles, both damaged by the woes of time. Vines had begun to grow up or down the walls and the windows were visibly dirty, but the girls who had concocted this idea had at least made the effort to plaster some bat or ghost paper cut-outs onto the windows and walls, with fake spiderwebs hanging in corners and some mock-gravestones embedded into the grass fronting the building.
Overall a solid 7/10. Maybe an 8/10 for effort, depending on who was behind this.
Shaking off such thoughts the Commander slowly wandered inside. The front doors swung inwards at his push and he had to bend slightly to get under the doorway, his tall stature and muscled figure an inconvenience at times like this. His white admiralty suit perhaps wasn't suited to this sort of environment but like hell was changing clothes whilst still technically on-duty, so he kept any complaints to the back of his mind; opting instead to look about the desolate lobby area, somewhat tidy but still having empty boxes or leftover stacks of books left lying on top of worn couches.
His goal was simple; find and take the five crystal balls hidden around the building. None would be obtusely hidden, like under floorboards or buried in the dirt, but 'can be seen without moving any objects about'.
Humming to himself he slowly wandered through the lobby area. It was dimly lit in the evening light, amber sunlight spilling in through the dirty windows. An effort had been made at least to sweep away the dust and vacuum the place, so the whole place wasn't nearly as mucky as it otherwise would've been, so they got bonus points for avoiding health code violations. He looked under the couches for the crystal balls as well but found nothing there, nor did he find them in any of the table or cabinet drawers.
'Hm... perhaps the lobby was too obvious.' The Commander conceded.
The lobby area was flanked with halls to the left and right, both lined with doors opposite one another, each a single room for a Ship-Girl. Taking a left he wandered through the corridor, head on a swivel as he looked into the rooms – all of them having been cleaned out long ago, leaving just the bare essentials. Be it the bed, desk or dresser, everything present left little to hide behind, which made his job easier at least.
Seven rooms later and he was no closer to finding the damned crystal ball than he was before. Grumbling to himself the Commander sped up his searches, only poking his head in before moving on, trusting that there had to be one in this wing of the building. And he was right! The moment he turned the corner of the eighth right-hand room he spotted a crystalline orb the size of a golf-ball sitting comfortably atop a dusty old scarf, like an egg in a nest.
Approaching he was about to grab it – when the door slammed shut behind him.
''BOO!''
The Commander swore in surprise and spun around, his heart pounding in his chest even as he laid eyes upon Archerfish, the smug Submarine staring up at him with hands on her hips. ''Archerfish? You're behind this?''
''Me and a few others~'' Archerfish affirmed slyly, strutting up to him. ''Though really, this whole affair was to enact a second plan of ours~''
''And that would be...?'' He rumbled.
''Mm, why don't I show you~?''
The Commander barely a second to register her words – but that was enough time for Archerfish to dart in, unbuckling his belt. His pants sagged and she pulled them down eagerly, the button popping open from the sudden tug and revealing his plain grey boxers underneath. However pantsing him was not her intent he soon realised, her fingers grasping the thin fabric of his boxers and tugging them down too, revealing his cock.
''Archerfish...?!''
''Mm? Don't look so surprised Commander, you're a total hottie and half the base wants to bone you~'' Archerfish cooed even as she dropped to her knees in front of him. ''Trust me, you get us more wet than the damn ocean does~''
Anything he wanted to say was put on hold as Archerfish curled her slender fingers around his cock, stroking. Just having her touch his dick was enough to send a shudder running up through him, his lips pursing as he hissed through them. It was then he was reminded, quite acutely at that, that he hadn't gotten off in weeks, let alone been with with a woman in that time. Thus the gentle grip of Archerfish's hand felt nigh-overwhelming, the slow but firm caresses getting his blood pumping south and making him grow erect.
''Mm... you're so big~'' Archerfish cooed, licking her lips.
''Archerfish, stop thi-''
His order fell on deaf ears – and a sharp groan escaped the Commander as she suddenly took him into her mouth. It was wet, warm and above all erotic; her nimble tongue slithering under his cock and lifting it up into her mouth as she descended further, accepting just over half of his dick before she pulled back. Before he could even consider pushing her off she plunged straight back down, eyes on him as she nearly deep-throated his cock – even as only half of it was in her mouth.
Archerfish, if anything, just seemed turned on by that. Sliding her left hand down under her skirt the tanned girl unashamedly started fingering herself as she blew him, a rhythmic roll to her motions as she bobbed her head into his crotch and slurped her way back up his cock. Those plump pink lips pressed into his cock as she sucked and her tongue was not idle either, daringly curling around his cock or slithering at the sides, teasing even more grunts out of the Commander.
''Archerfish...'' He hissed, overcoming his shock – yet unable to muster the resistance, so deprived of relief was he.
The Submarine girl took full advantage of that. Humming she wiggled her brows saucily at him and tilted her head slightly, her sucks gaining a quickening quality to them as her tempo hastened, pulling back less and pushing down more. Inch after inch of his dick pumped into her mouth and her lips took more of his engorged shaft inside, the tip hitting the back of her throat yet failing to make the tanned girl gag, even when his tip pushed down her gullet. Yet still she was not satisfied.
Prompting Archerfish to push deeper, grunting around his girth, her eyes crinkling from the strain. Had he the angle he knew without a doubt he'd be able to see her throat bulging from his size, his breathing becoming shallow as he envisioned the sight – a sight made all the more prevalent in his mind's eye when she was deep-throating him. Nary a second later her lips finally reached the very base, pressing into it as his cock laid sheathed down her throat, switching and throbbing inside.
''Hnf, Archerfish... f-fuck...!'' The Commander gasped out, clutching onto his head.
But Archerfish didn't stop. Pulling her fingers out of herself the tanned Submarine grabbed onto his hips and sloppily blew him, head jerking back only to bury herself nose-deep into his crotch, rarely if ever breaking eye contact. His cock sunk down her throat with every motion, opening her throat up and granting him pleasures so sinful he could feel the mental locks in his mind, his restraint made material, crack.
Hot, burning need churned up his cock, pulsating and throbbing, yet Archerfish still refused to stop. When he pushed on her head she responded by winding her arms around his waist and deep-throated him in the most slutty manner possible, grunting and gagging as she shoved her nose into his crotch and gulped down his cock, her tongue pinned flat by his shaft and her throat muscles clamping around his vigorously-throbbing cock.
''Shit, wait, y-you need to... hnf... grrn...!''
Wet, sloppy slurps answered him, her lips smeared with spit – and then he peaked.
The strangled shout that escaped the Commander bordered on inhuman, his fingers gripping her hair and pulling her in – right before he exploded down her throat. Archerfish's eyes widened as a torrent of milky seed poured down her throat, so thick and plentiful she was unable to breathe and forcing her to swallow it all, the potent, musky taste reaching her nose even from down her throat. She loosened her hold on his hips but he kept his own hold on her hair tight, refusing to let her pull away as she, in that moment, became little more than his own personal cum-swallower.
Yet the advantage of being a Submarine was expanded lung capacity, and so Archerfish had no qualms about choking on his thick dick. Humming amusedly she let her eyes close and held onto his hips once more, dutifully swallowing his viscous load bit by bit, the stream gradually slowing until it petered out – and she gasped as she finally pulled back, her belly warm with how much cum she'd swallowed.
''Mm... dang, you really were pent-up, Commander~'' Archerfish teased the larger man. ''I wonder how many others gals you've boned with that monster, eh? Two? Ten? Honestly wouldn't be surprised if you'd boned half the base by now, heehee~''
Her tease went unanswered, the Commander's eyes shadowed by his dark hair. Archerfish's titter slowed and she tilted her head, a confusion tilting her head and her lips pursing, unsure.
''Hey, Command- kya?!''
A sudden squeal escaped Archerfish as the Commander darted down, his imposing bulk pushing her onto her back. Flustered Archerfish opened her mouth to speak – only for a squeak to escape her as he grabbed her sides and spun her around. On reflex she caught herself on her hands and knees, incidentally emphasising her ass. A fact she became acutely aware of as his large, still-erect cock pressed into her butt.
''H-Heh, guess I really worked you up huh- eep!''
A grab and a pull tore off the back of her bikini bottoms off, the air cool against her bare slit. Up until his girthy tip pressed against her petals, parted them – and a fresh squeal fled Archerfish as the Commander buried himself inside of her. Even though she'd just blown him he felt so much bigger than expected; her insides stretched open by his considerable size and her jaw hanging slack as she was steadily penetrate deeply.
Reflexively her back arched and her fingers clutched at the thin carpet. She inhaled sharply when he pulled back and cried out when he slammed back inside, any pain she felt overwhelmed by the mind-breaking pleasure of having something so absurdly big in her pussy. The spit on his dick and her own arousal only helped him penetrate her deeper, his swollen tip soon jolting up against her innermost parts, the impact sending stars exploding behind her eyes.
''Mmn~! Command- ah~!''
His cock ploughed between her petals and struck a sweet spot, her insides tensing around his girth and her back arching sharper, her pleasure-filled cry ringing out. Or it did until he grabbed a handful of her hair and shoved her cheek-first into the carpet, yet Archerfish didn't protest. Not least because laying like this, head down and ass up, made his cock hit even better – shamelessly euphoric moans tumbling past her lips as she was fucked raw by her hot boss.
A boss utterly consumed by his lust, the floodgates of desire now wide open. Guttural grunts and husky growls escaped him as he held onto her sandy-blonde hair and kept her pinned down; rutting her like a wild animal and clapping her shapely behind with every thrust. His cock disappeared between her petals ruthlessly, not a hint of gentleness to be found as he utterly railed her raw, his body crashing into hers and jolting her forwards by the tiniest of the distances.
''S-So rough~!'' Archerfish cried in delight.
The Commander just growled at that, slamming his hips forth as if to fuck the cheekiness out of her. The sharp slap of flesh joined Archerfish's cries as he pounded her tight, needy pussy, her loins clamping snugly around his girth and squeezing as if begging for his load. A desire he was all for, seeing red as he shamelessly hilted himself inside of the Submarine girl, fucking her hard enough she was struggling to breathe, not helped by the fact he was holding her face into the carpet.
But he didn't care. Primordial lust coursed through his veins and he took out all his pent-up frustrations on the tanned girl under him, fucking her senseless and leaving Archerfish a squealing, drooling mess under him, her insides sopping wet as they clenched lovingly around his big dick. Such tightness failed to stop him from moving though, his length pistoning in-and-out of her vice, her nectar clinging to his cock in a glistening sheen, his pounding pace unrelenting-!
-and then with a snarl the Commander slammed inside of Archerfish, blowing his load. The virile spunk flooded her depths and invaded every crevice inside of her, instantly pushing Archerfish to orgasm as she felt herself be creampied, her cry choked and strangled, her chin tucking down into her collar as her whole body seized up. His fingers tugged on her hair but she hardly cared, utterly lost in bliss as he busted inside of her, his warmth filling her womb to the brim.
Until with an explosive gasp Archerfish went slack – a dumb, fucked-silly moan escaping her as she fell limp. Cum overflowed from her pussy and formed a tiny puddle under her, her insides contracting back to normal size and pushing out all the excess cum.
Archerfish barely even noticed, lost on cloud nine and drooling on the thin carpet.
''S-So good...''
The Commander stared down at her for a long second, his eyes still shadowed by his hair, hiding the feral want that laid beneath. After a long moment he raised his head and stepped over Archerfish's fucked form, marching his way back out into the corridor – foregoing the crystal ball in his state of mind.
Returning to the main lobby area he swept his head about, breathing heavily like a beast, yet the moment he heard a distant squeak of a floorboard he brought it under control. Much like an animal stalking its prey he kept his breathing to a minimum, the noise produced by his walking erased as he walked on his tiptoes, distributing his weight across the edges of the floorboards where he could – rendering him quieter than a still night.
His instincts led him through to the dormitory library – a quaint room on the right side of the building, with two doors – one at the front, and another at the side. He approached the side door and paused near it, ear to the door, and when he heard no breathing he eased it open – knowing from past experience that if he did it slowly the hinges wouldn't squeak. And true to memory, they did not.
Allowing him to slip inside the desolate room. Shelving units lined the room neatly but were bereft of books, but that wasn't his focus – no, the familiar form of Otto von Alvensleben was. The Ironblood Destroyer was 'hidden' behind one of the shelves facing the other door, peeking around the edge of the wooden frame as she waited for him to enter, perhaps not having considered he'd come in through the other, squeakier door.
A mistake he made her pay for.
''...is he not coming, or- hyaa?!''
Otto let out a startled scream as he grabbed her from behind. In a heartbeat his right hand slid down her taut tummy and shoved itself into her panties, feeling her slit and unceremoniously pushing a finger inside whilst his left tilted her head back towards him – any protests instantly quelled as he mashed his mouth onto hers, devouring her startled squeak, so taken off-guard she was rendered shocked silent.
He didn't give her a chance to recover. Growling into the kiss he shoved a second finger inside of her, pumping both digits between her petals and coaxing a moan out of Otto – her expression twisting with pleasure even as she squirmed in his hold. Such squirming rapidly declined as he kept at it, her moans more sincere as he got her off, his left hand swiftly leaving her jaw and slipping up her top instead, hiking it up and letting her smallish breasts free for him to grab; her left meeting that exact fate.
''M-Mmn, C-Commander...?'' Otto whined out in confusion. ''What's come over y- yah!''
His fingers withdrew and he yanked her panties down, instantly darkening her blush to a crimson hue. Yet he still didn't give Otto a chance to recover, leaving her in a perpetual state of shock as he shoved her up against the nearest shelf, lined himself up – and then Otto squealed as his bulbous tip parted her petals, plunging into her tight hole and burying deep into her cunt. The tightness that welcomed the Commander drew a growl from the man's throat, his mind utterly consumed by his own lust as he pressed himself against Otto's shapely ass, sheathing his entire cock inside of her.
Only to draw back and then slam back inside. A choked scream escaped Otto as her legs nearly gave out, her fingers scrambling for purchase and soon finding a hold on the bookshelf before her – only to moan when he pressed into her once more. His lips found her neck and he kissed it roughly even as he firmly pumped into her, every thrust making her heels lift off of the floor and her back arch, her cries withering into whimpers as his tip pressed into her deepest parts, filling her far more than she thought possible.
''C-Commander, y-you're so big...!'' Otto squeaked out in one breath. ''O-Oh my god you're- hyaa~!''
Another hard thrust stole her words and reduced them to a slurred moan, her eyes screwing shut as he picked up the pace – every thrust of his hips slamming his swollen cock-head up against her cervix, sending stars exploding behind her eyes. Her curvy ass cheeks were clapped with every powerful impact, shoving her against the shelving unit, yet the Commander did not stop. Instead he briefly slowed, his hands shifting to her hips and lifting them-
-and a fresh squeal escaped Otto as he ploughed her with renewed vigour, his girthy cock stuffing her cunt to the brim. There was no hesitation nor relent, just non-stop pounding done to the tune of her squeals, her head banging on the wooden shelf before her in some feeble attempt to hold onto her sanity. Yet she could not; her half-formed words coming out as stammering slurs as he hilted in her needy pussy, her insides clenching tightly around him as if begging for his load, her loins craving him in the most primal way possible.
As if sensing that the Commander let loose a guttural growl; one uttered into her nape and making her writhe in intoxicated need, her whine as submissive as it was needy. She tried to form words but it was an exercise in futility, her throat clogged up as she struggled to breathe between moans, her head light and her loins on fire as he savagely pounded her like she was little more than a hole for him to fuck, her body naught but a doll for him to play with.
In the deep dark recesses of her mind, Otto would admit she kinda liked the idea.
Such thoughts were washed aside by the tidal wave of pleasure racing through her, however; short, stuttered moans jolting past her lips as his tip kissed a sweet spot deep within her, battering it with every thrust and quite literally fucking her senseless, turning Otto in a drooling mess. No thoughts of pranks existed in her mind. No mischief, no playfulness. Only a broken, delirious desire to worship the cervix-bashing cock inside of her.
''C-Cuhmand- eer~!''
And then with a slurred cry, Otto von Alvensleben climaxed – hard. Her whole body writhed as ecstasy overtook her; her legs, previously dangling limp, curled up and against his hips whilst her forehead pressed into the edge of the wooden shelf, her cry ringing out – and then her voice cracked as he nutted in her. A virile torrent that flooded her depths, so plentiful it was like a fire hydrant had exploded inside of her and utterly drenching her insides with his semen, the risk of impregnation practically guaranteed.
'M-Maybe that isn't... so bad, aha...'
That was the last coherent thought Otto had before she went limp; conscious but completely fucked out of it, left drooling on the shelf as her mind replayed her intense orgasm over and over again.
The Commander, for his part, silently pulled out – his swollen tip springing from her petals and allowing a milky stream to drool out of Otto's pussy, dripping and pooling on the floor under her. Without a word he set her down on said floor, staring at her as if tempted... before wordlessly he turned and left, in search of fresh, uncorrected prey.
His search took him upstairs. The floor was just as damaged as the floor below but the state of the building was not his concern, his eyes sweeping over the rotted wood and abandoned boxes of textbooks, before snapping right – towards an innocuous door. One where a supply closet laid. Narrow in width but several feet deep, it was the ideal place for an ambush. For both of them.
Without a word the Commander grabbed the door and opened it-
''BOO!''
-and Bache leapt at him, grinning as she caught him by surprise.
Or so she thought. Without missing a beat the Commander grabbed Bache by her underarms and stepped deeper into the room, holding the short girl up and leaving her legs hanging limp – his total lack of reaction clearly taking Bache off-guard, her smugness giving way to befuddlement, and then to shock when she saw his massive, erect cock standing at full attention. The door slowly creaked shut behind them and darkness overtook the room, only the tiny square window at the other end of the room offering some waning daylight.
''...h-haha... guess the others already uh... got to you...?''
The Commander responded by shifting his right hand down to her shorts, groping her crotch – before in a fit of strength, ripped her short-shorts right off, eliciting a shriek of surprise from Bache. A blush was quick to cover her cheeks and she stammered, trying to come to terms with both his sudden boldness and his giant cock – but he didn't give her the chance. Didn't give her the ammo needed to smugly tease him. Instead he grabbed her underarm once more and lowered her down, his swollen cock-head pressing up against Bache's bare slit, her eyes widening.
''W-Wait a sec, let's talk about- hyaa~!''
A shrill cry jolted forth from her lips as he yanked her down, penetrating the smug mesugaki and slamming his cock-head up against her innermost parts. The suddenness of it made Bache spasm in his grip but his hold was unrelenting, his large hands holding her underarms as he lifted her up slowly, letting her feel his cock grind along her insides – before quite promptly hauling her back down.
His cock slammed up into her with enough force to make her yelp, a distinct bulge in her groin as he stuffed her narrow pussy full with his dick. The Commander was not satisfied with just that thought; a primal growl escaping him as he yanked her up and pulled her down faster, using Bache like she was a human-sized fleshlight. Even if she wanted to protest the Destroyer couldn't, her voice withering as choked gasps and startled moans burst past her lips of their own volition, her comparatively small hands clutching onto his forearms just to try and steady herself.
Her legs though were left practically dangling, one shoe teetering on her toes until it fell off. Not that Bache cared in that moment, having bigger things – literally – to deal with.
''A-Ahh~! S-Slow down for a- yah~! Ah! T-Too big~!''
Yet despite her cry Bache didn't resist, any discomfort vastly overwhelmed by the sheer pleasure of being filled by such a monumental cock. It was far bigger than any past partner, stretching her insides to what felt like her breaking point, the tip ramming up against her cervix with the brutal promise of a baby, his seed fated to reach her womb. Bache cried out at that – or tried to, as the Commander's lips suddenly mashed against her own.
Bache's eyes widened momentarily before almost instantly they fluttered mostly-shut; a dumb moan escaping the blonde Destroyer as she ceased all resistance, submitting herself to him in that moment. If anything the Commander just upped the ante further, his hands dropping to her ass and dragging her down onto his swollen girth, stuffing Bache until she felt like she might break in two from having something so massive within her.
Her nectar dribbled down his shaft as he plundered her pussy, weeping as if begging for even more. The Commander snarled at that and shoved Bache up against the nearest wall, uncaring of the few items he knocked off of the shelves and just kissing her once more; their lip-lock muffling her dumb moan as he didn't stop for even a second, his pounding pace only hastening as he neared his end, his quickening thrusts warning her of her imminent impregnation.
She wrapped her legs around his hips – a silent invitation to be bred.
And with a guttural groan the Commander complied, slamming up – and Bache squealed as she came at the same instant he came inside of her. Liquid warmth spilled inside with explosive force, her mind as white as her insides as she orgasmed from being creampied, her short frame outright convulsing as she had the single most intense orgasm of her whole life, unable to act, to breathe, to think.
Only when the torrent of pleasure ended did she regain the ability to breathe, but not to think – left a drooling mess much like Otto even as the Commander dropped her onto the floor, leaving the blonde mesugaki alone in the closet, barely even aware that he'd left.
The Commander was back on the hunt.
And his hunt took him to the communal bathrooms.
They were fairly quaint, with a bath at the far end and about twenty total showers on the left and right, each divided into stalls by white tile walls and a curtain as a door. Most of the curtains were drawn open but a few were closed, and with his keen eyes he spied a pair of heels under one of them.
Feigning ignorance the Commander walked up to it, the tattered fabric grasped between his large fingers – and the moment he pulled it open Vampire leapt out at him, hitting his chest and pushing him onto his back, with her settling on his lap.
''Hmhm, didn't expect that, did ye~?'' Vampire crooned smugly, peering down at him with mirthful pink eyes.
Naturally it didn't take Vampire more than a moment to notice his rock-hard erection, her expression becoming surprised, then amused. ''Oho~? Seems to me that my comrades have already had their way with ye... given that, I think I'll take my fill too~''
Vampire's seductive croon went unanswered as she raised her hips up and reached under her skirt, smug even as she tucked her lacy black panties to one side, exposing her puffy folds. His tip soon touched them and she grinded herself on the tip, tittering as it throbbed in protest – and a mewl of bliss passed her lips as she slowly impaled herself onto his raging manhood, taking just over half of his length before coming to a stop.
''Mynn~ So thick, no wonder I heard the others squealing~'' Vampire crooned, smug even as he remained silent. ''What's the matter Commander, nothing ta say?''
In response the Commander grabbed onto her hips, earning a curious 'hm?' from Vampire and slowly lifted her up-
-and then yanked her down to the base.
Vampire's eyes bulged as his huge cock abruptly filled her, the deep penetration knocking the air out of the smug Destroyer. The Commander, however, didn't offer her any more mercy than he did the others, granting her less than a second to adjust before he hefted her up, her narrow pussy seizing – and Vampire squealed as he pulled her down once more, burying his manhood deep within her tightness.
''H-Hyaa! C-Commander, hold on, you're too- YAH~!'' Another cervix-strike left her reeling. ''I-It's too deep, I can't- iyaa!''
Compared to the others, Vampire was no doubt the tightest – her narrow insides like a vice as they clamped around his cock, squeezing the life out of him like a vampire draining its prey. Only her current 'prey' was filled with far too much vitality for her to drain, a fact the vampiric girl learned as he abruptly slammed his hips up, his cock-heading pressing up into her cervix and knocking the air out of her lungs, turning her scream into a wheeze of unfathomable pleasure.
Alas Vampire had no chance of catching her breath, her head jolting back as he plunged up into her again and again, a slew of shrill gasps and cries escaping the Destroyer as her pussy was destroyed by her boss's monster cock. No matter how much she writhed nor how tightly her insides held him his grip on her hips was unrelenting, refusing to let her escape as he stretched her drooling cunt, his size so great it formed a bulge in her groin, her insides opened up wide.
'I-It's... too much...!' Thought Vampire, mouth hanging open and eyes glazing over. 'I'm... gonna break~!'
The thought was one made in ecstasy, the prospect of being fucked so hard she broke enthralling. Unconsciously Vampire started shoving herself down onto his dick, the motion made hard when he was controlling the pace but sheer lust compelling her to try anything – cries of bliss escaping her as she impaled herself onto his erect manhood, feeling his tip press into her cervix as if threatening to penetrate that part of her too, to really fuck her up.
She jammed herself down harder at the thought, devoting all she had into fucking herself on his dick – and she squealed as his tip scraped up against a sweet spot. Whether he noticed or not the Commander aimed for it regardless, his shaft slamming up into her weeping nether regions and sending stars exploding through her mind, her jaw slack and eyes unseeing as ripples of muscle-tensing ecstasy coursed through her, pushing her to the brink-!
-and then with a shrill scream Vampire came, throwing her head back hard enough to get whiplash. Her slender form convulsed but the Commander wasn't finished, still slamming up into her as she came and making her voice crack, her mind utterly devoid of sense – and then she shut down as a gallon of hot, impregnating cum erupted inside of her, filling her womb to the brim in seconds and overflowing from her seizing cunt.
''A-Ahhn...'' Vampire twitched and shuddered, unaware she was drooling. ''S-So much...''
The Commander still didn't say a word. With a grunt he sat upright and pulled Vampire off of his dick, laying her down on the floor before rising back to his full height. Left dangling on the edge of consciousness Vampire could only watch as he walked away; craving his cock even more than she did before.
Sleep, for now though, was just as if not even more tempting.
Meanwhile the Commander marched out into the corridor, eyes unseen behind his fringe as he looked about, in search of the fifth and final member of the mesugaki party. His instincts lured his gaze over to the far end of the corridor where the last of the rooms were located and he made his way over, not even stopping to look in the various dormitory rooms as he passed – his faith in his own instincts unquestionable.
Until soon he reached the final door on this floor. He stood outside for just a moment, listening with keen ears, and detected the gentle breathing of Hero within. Not missing a beat he bent the handle and pushed the door open, his eyes honing in on the closet on the right side of the room, his fast footfalls carrying him up to it, and his hands pulling the doors wide open.
''E-Eh?!''
Revealing a startled Hero on the inside.
The cheekiest of the five mesugakis stared at him in shock that she had been caught, words on her lips – until those words dissolved into a shriek of surprise when he grabbed by her white dress and hauled her out. He tossed her across the room and onto the bed, her lithe body bouncing on it – and then he was upon her, catching her wrists and pinning them down against the sheets.
''A-Aha, hey Commander...'' Hero greeted with a shaky smile. ''You look a little... different, than normal.''
The Commander responded by way of reaching under her dress, a grab and pull relinquishing Hero of her panties. The Destroyer squeaked, closing her legs even as she tried to regain her swagger. ''H-Haha, I knew you never could resist us, r-right? You've been wanting to bone us for so long, right-?''
''Correct.''
''Hah! See, I knew you-!''
Suddenly her thighs were lifted up, and Hero blushed as he pressed them onto herself – incidentally exposing her bare sex as he pressed her into the sheets.
''Correct.'' He reiterated, eyes finally visible and revealing the swirling, mad need within them.
And in that moment Hero realised it. He wasn't answering her with 'correct'.
He meant correction.
Just as that thought clicked in her head the Commander's swollen, cum-smeared cock plunged between her bare petals and into her hot, constrictive core. Hero threw her head back into the sheets with a squeal of surprise, eyes wide and only growing wider as his considerable girth forced itself into her narrow tunnel, stretching her out and kissing her innermost parts in no time at all. The contact was brief and he pulled back, and for the briefest of moments Hero relaxed.
A mistake – a fresh wail escaping her as his weight crashed down onto her, burying his cock up to the hilt inside of her. The fullness in her loins was one she hadn't ever experienced; the sheer girth, the stickiness clinging to it, the pulsating throbs that sent jolts running through her with how potent they were. His hips recoiled and then came smashing down again, then again and again, his tempo rapidly escalating by the second as he devoted his entire mind and body to breeding her.
Hero wheezed; clutching onto the sheets as he mating-pressed her. ''N-No fair...! We were, hn, s-supposed to dom yo- ahh~!''
A shrill yelp escaped Hero as his cock scraped a sensitive spot deep within her. The Commander growled, sensing weakness, and seemed to aim for that spot – his thunderous thrusts creaking the bed under her as he slammed his dick down into her. The wooden frame squeaked in tandem with Hero herself, the thin mattress depressing in as he put his weight on her, as if trying to press his cock even deeper into her slender form.
Until with a crack the wooden frame under the mattress actually broke, jolting Hero down a solid foot, but the Commander was entirely unphased – mashing his mouth on hers and groaning into her mouth as he dipped his dick into her honeypot, her nectar plentiful as he pressed her, awakening a kink she didn't know she had. At the same time he grabbed onto her dress and ripped it open completely, tearing the fabric and exposing her bare breasts, no bra or anything to hide them, small as they were.
Yet the sight of her bare tits was enough to drive him into a frenzy. Snarling he grabbed her by the throat and choked her out as he dicked her down, leaving Hero gasping and wheezing for air – yet in that moment, as she struggled to breathe and felt his dick slam up against her sweet spot, she realised she'd never felt better.
It was in that moment Hero realised she was a massive masochist.
''H-Hnf... fuck...!'' The Commander roared, thumb pressing into her throat. ''Here it comes...!''
The announcement made Hero tense in anticipation, her eyes rolling back as air grew thin, her toes curling, her legs tensing – when she peaked. Choked as she was she couldn't scream; her mouth opening in a soundless wail as she orgasmed on his dick, squirting from the force even as he ruthlessly kept railing her into the bed-!
And then he came. Hero saws stars as his liquid warmth spilled inside of her, splashing across her walls and no doubt flooding her womb, correcting the lack of semen within it. Her jaw hung limp and she convulsed, suffering a second orgasm from the sheer rush to her head – and, perhaps mercifully, unconsciousness claimed her; passing out from the lack of oxygen.
It lasted for just a few moments, and when she came to she found his dick in her face.
''Suck it.'' Came his rasped demand.
And with a feeble, submissive whimper Hero complied, her lips pursing around his swollen manhood – her throat soon host to his hard cock.
From that day on many would remark on how well-behaved the five mesugakis had become.
Unaware that behind closed doors, all five worshipped their Commander's cock – becoming his own personal cocksluts to vent his stress off with.
[END]
A/N: Writing this fic reminds me I need to lewd Otto von Alvensleben, she's quite cute...
