NOCE

by Little Merger

Noce

12. c 4 31

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"Ha-Hakaru!" Vienna gasped, taking a step back in surprise.

"Hello, Vienna." I chuckled. "What? You were expecting someone else?"

She made a bitter face, looking away. "I wouldn't have guessed that you had such strong feelings for me."

"Hehe… well, perhaps I went a little overboard."

She sniffed, crossing her arms. "What is it that you really want? We have a deal."

"Well, what can I say?" I held out my arms. "I altered the deal. Pray I do not alter it further."

"You…"

"Come here!" I moved forward and grabbed her, causing her to let out a yip.

It was very unlikely, but I feared she might bolt for the door. Since I now had her in my hands, there were no more worries. Rather, I could enjoy myself.

"Hakaru, don't…Mmm!" She tried to fight back, but I locked her with my lips immediately.

She managed to get her hands up to my chest where she pushed, finally getting her lips free. She turned her head away, still avoiding my advances.

"Hakaru… after the meeting, you can do whatever you want to me." She panted, but then she grinned. "At least, you can try."

"Hehe… I think you'll find the guy who came all over your tits to be vastly different from last time." I snorted.

"Hmph… don't all little boys just cum on mommy's tits?" She responded.

As she realized she couldn't escape by acting innocent and pleading, she started to switch strategies, now she was trying to goad me with criticism and demeaning words. She wanted to make me angry, perhaps even sloppy. However, I didn't plan to fall for it.

I reached up and grabbed her blouse, tearing it open. She exhaled of breath in surprise as her large breasts were once again freed from their restraints. Her clothing, which was always confining, hid a sensual body that demanded to be free. As her chest bounced out of her torn blouse, I dived right in, grabbing her breasts. Vienna didn't stop me from pawing at her, but she did have an ugly expression on her face, clearly unhappy that I was doing this.

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"Well, you are a young boy." She finally sighed. "I suppose it was too much to expect you to hold it in until after. Very well. Since I still have time, I'll get you off. Fifteen minutes is more than enough time to leave you happy."

"You're still looking down on me." I chuckled rubbing my face in her cleavage.

Of course, I hadn't used my pressure points yet. In fact, I was intentionally acting like an inexperienced high school boy on purpose. Putting all my efforts into playing with her tits, I came off like your typical kid who didn't know how to touch a woman. She already had the impression I was just too young to satisfy a real woman, so I was simply reinforcing it. In truth, I had long graduated from that level even before my training with Netorase. It was just bad luck and admittedly my own hubris that I had failed to properly satisfy her during our first encounter and came early. Sasori and my mother were both also mature women, and I had left them satisfied. Adding to that my training under the guidance of two insatiable goddesses, and I could be said to be at my prime right now.

As I sloppily sucked her nipple, I could feel Vienna touching my hand, stroking it in an almost motherly, or perhaps condescending way. I could feel her body relaxing in my grip. Her guard was starting to drop, as well as her physical and emotional defenses. She thought she was going to take control, make me climax, and then go about her business.

The expectation was a hard thing to overcome, so it was easy for her to fall for this trap. It was one of the first things the goddesses taught me. First appearances were hard to shake, and if you give someone an impression, it's much easier to reinforce it than to destroy it. Even had she been warned by her god to be wary around me, an adult woman would struggle to see a boy as a man. She was treating me like a puppy dog when what she really had in her arms was a dragon preparing to devour her.

Well, suckering her in was easy. The tricky part was to destroy her misconceptions. It had to be done swiftly and absolutely, not giving her any time to recover until she was nothing but putty in my hands.

"Ah… ah…" She let out light moans as I played with her chest.

They were carefully calculated to excite my blood and push me over the edge. Now that I could see the signs of this woman's attempts to manipulate and get what she wanted, they became all the more amateurish.

"Hakaru… please… stick it in!" She begged.

Naturally, she intended to drive me over the limit. There had been a subtle degree of impatience as I sucked on her tits. She clearly wanted to get this over with as quickly as possible so that she could return to her event and whatever her grand plan was.

That's why I allowed my eyes to flash with excitement, my mouth opening hungrily as I stared at her. My capacity to act deserved an award. On the other hand, since this was all being recorded, her request would be another chain that would bind her. She didn't realize it, but while trying to deal with me, she was only adding to her own humiliation and defeat.

I pawed hungrily at her body, grabbing at her ass as someone like Matt might. My expression said that all I wanted was to unwrap and savor this body, like the horny teenager I was. Vienna had completely fallen for the illusion, grabbing my hand from her butt and leading me to the edge of the porch. She slowly unzipped the side of her skirt, allowing her ass to pop out the top as the tight material slid down. I gulped down saliva. It added to the effect, but the gulp was genuine. She had a perfect bubble butt, and I was genuinely taken aback for a moment until I got back control of my body.

She knew just what she was doing, and she reached back and spread herself, "Come… please… I want it inside me."

Her voice was drenched in honey, but I was one of a few people who realized how venomous it actually was. Of course, it was part of my plan to depict Vienna as the aggressor. I hoped the camera got a good view of her begging a student to penetrate her. I stepped forward, grabbing her ass greedily, even letting just a hint of drool fall from my face. She smiled at me with a seductive smile. She really thought I couldn't see the hidden scorn in her expression.

Well, even a promise made under Locked Promise couldn't change a person's hidden feelings. She may have agreed to offer me her body, which was exactly why she couldn't reject me right now, but that didn't mean her attitude and behavior changed. That sort of thing would come next.

I lined my dick up with her pussy. Even though she was an experienced woman, my dick was big enough to cause her to gasp. Compared to that councilman and his pencil dick, this beast would definitely need to be pushed to fit into her caverns.

I worked on forcing my dick into her, continuing the charade of an inexperienced and over-eager guy. I even popped the head into her ass for a moment.

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"Ah!" Her cry was genuine this time. "Wrong hole, Hakaru… naughty boy…"

Her voice wasn't angry but teasing. Had it been me from even a week or two ago, I might have just forced it into her ass and had my way with her. I would have enjoyed her yowls and screams as I fucked her roughly in the butt. I would have fucked her until she collapsed, her ass sore and her eyes filled with tears. More embarrassingly, I would have walked away thinking I had won.

But the truth was that acting that way would have been a defeat for me. My goal wasn't to gain satisfaction or revenge. It wasn't to demean or embarrass her. Rather, I was here to make Vienna mine. I had to warp her body and mind until I was the only thing that mattered. I had to fuck her so good that she handed me her heart. Thus, after re-fixing my dick, I finally slid it into her pussy.

"Oh, Hakaru… so big… you're making me cum…" She moaned, gyrating her hips on my cock.

Even though her body was leaning over the rails and she was bent over, she was using her body to satisfy my dick, rocking her ass back and forth. The floodlights shined off of my wet dick as it slid in and out of her tight, waiting snatch. I didn't even need to thrust like this, as Vienna was doing all of the motions herself, using her skill as a woman to satisfy my dick.

Sasori had occasionally become aggressive like this too. At the time, I had grown flustered and all but let her have her way with me. Any attempts to take control looked like the pouts of a child who didn't know how to best satisfy his own dick. Just letting go and letting the girl lead had some merit, but today wasn't a day for that kind of thing.

With her butt facing me and her face the other direction, she didn't see the dark grin forming on my lips. Had she seen it, she definitely would have grown more cautious and stopped trying to work my shaft to quickly get me off. Of course, while she was doing this, I wasn't being useless. Although my skill allowed me to instantly ascertain the sensitive parts of a woman, every woman was different and carried her own nuances. The longer I studied her body, the more attuned to her vices I became. Thus, when I began, I would touch her in every way that inflamed her body.

Of course, I also used Inner Desires on her, further determining that she actually secretly liked being dominated. Then, excuse me if I stop being gentle. As far as Dirt Scribe goes…

Get off already… I have things to do…

Yeah, it told me what I already knew to be the truth. She was just going through motions, convinced that she had the upper hand. All she had to do was finish me off and then she could follow through with whatever her plans were. I wasn't convinced she didn't still have something up her sleeve, so naturally, this next part was necessary. As far as how close I was to losing it, the answer would be not at all. If I went by Netori's rating system, my own sexual stamina had increased to 25/100, nearly doubling in the last month.

Sexual stamina related not just to how long you could last, but also how long you could go, which were similar, but also quite different. As a typical rule, every 10 levels you could cum and then keep going. So, at 10, you could bring a girl full satisfaction with just your penis and climax at roughly the same time, on average. Someone less than ten might have to depend on fingers, toys, or tongue. At 25, I could creampie a girl twice and still have the stamina to keep going a little bit longer. That was a rough estimate, naturally, and also depended on the woman's sexual stamina.

While my success might seem like a middling amount, most professional pornstars only sat at around a 40. According to Netori, the 60s was reserved for sex-obsessed nymphomaniacs, people who literally had a mental illness. As for higher than that? In order to have higher sexual stamina, you'd need higher stamina, and that exceeds the limits of what a human can do. Only the sex gods are that rambunctious.

Yeah, this is enough waiting. It's time to bring her into submission.

I reached out and under her body, cupping her tits. She made a pleased moan as I grabbed onto them. Then, I squeezed the part just under the fat, attacking the most sensitive part of her chest which I previously ascertained while I was drooling on them. Her gyrating hips froze for a second and her hands tightened on the rail of the patio.

"Ahhhn!" She cried out in what was clearly the first authentic moan of the night.

I went back to mindlessly pawing her breasts, and a moment later she regained her rhythm, trying to work my cock until I came. If I could see her face, there would probably be a slightly confused expression. She was probably thinking that even a blind squirrel stumbles on a nut once in a while. It must have been an accident that I hit a sensitive area.

No, Vienna. I have all the nut. And I'm about to give it to you!

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I finished biding my time while Vienna hopelessly struggled to bring me to climax. I was no longer a target that crumbled at the feel of a tight, wet pussy. As for what my secret was, well, it's a secret. It's a goddesses' trade secret. Just accept that I could go a good twenty minutes without accidentally blowing my load. I lifted my hand and then brought it down on Vienna's rump.

"Ah!" She made a startled sound, stalling her gyrations for a moment.

I used that moment, to grab her smooth ass, and then thrust myself deep inside her. I changed the position my cock was piercing, leaving a much deeper and more satisfying entry point. I smacked her ass again, and then reaching around her formidable booty to her front, I attacked a sensitive area just above her pelvis. As I did so, I leaned forward. As she was standing up, her butt out, her legs spread, and her elbows on the edge of a patio rail, then I lay along her back, contouring to her features, and more importantly taking complete control of her body and no longer allowing her to fight back.

She couldn't remove my cock if she wanted to. If she tried to straighten, my body was on her back, pushing her down. If she wanted to gyrate her hips, my thighs were already wrapped around them, controlling the entire momentum of our sex. Meanwhile, I relentlessly attacked her sensitive spots, stimulating them in a way that made her resistance drop even further.

"W-wait… ahhhn…" She was flustered, not able to cope with her body being so completely controlled in such an easy manner.

Not only did I contort her body in the way I wanted to, but I also had complete control of her orgasms. There was essentially nothing she could do to fight my machinations. I attacked them even harder, making her entire body shake in my arms. My free hand slapped her rump a few more times, and as I roughly thrust into her, it truly did feel like I was at a rodeo riding a steed. She even tried to throw me off but was powerless to do so.

"Ahhhh… st-stop that…" She said as I smacked her butt even harder.

Except, I knew deep down that she liked a bit of domination. In fact, I could feel her juices flowing freely now. She was completely wet now. Compared to before when she was guiding and now, her pussy was so slick that the slightest movements caused my dick to squirm in and out of her wetly. Her lewd scents were also starting to fill the porch. Even if we're outdoors, isn't there a risk we'll attract bears? Well, we're on the second floor, so it's fine even if they come to take a whiff.

"You're so wet though, don't you love this?" I ask, sticking the finger I had just pushed into her wet pussy and brought it out full of wet emissions into her face.

"I-impossible!' She gasped.

I stuck my finger into her mouth, and she had no choice but to suck it, savoring her own horny juices. I began to pick up the pace with my thrusts, slamming myself into her harder and harder. I kept one hand hooked her mouth like I had caught a fish, and then I attacked her sensitive parts with the other. Whether it was her clit, her nipples, or the area at the base of her neck, I attacked it in the best way to stimulate her arousal. Her moans grew another octave, and anyone outside the mansion at this time would definitely be able to hear the slutty teacher.

Fortunately, by this point, everyone had already arrived at the party. I could feel the thrum thrum under our feet as they played loud music. It completely masked the sounds of my violating her roughly. I smacked her ass again. Her butt was tight, and each slap made a good noise that echoed across the room. Her ass didn't jiggle too much, but red handprints now covered it.

Her ass wasn't so tight that she was beyond some jiggle though. Each thrust of my cock was done with enough power that her ass shook. If only the camera could do slow motion, I could pound her ass and watch that thing jiggle in waves.

"Ah… ahh! Ahhh! Please…" She begged please, but whenever she started forming words, I attacked her even harder, causing her to sputter and fall into incoherence.

Slap. Slap. Slap. My balls slapped against her pussy as I fucked her hard right out in the open. This was the Principal of my school, and just like this, she was nothing but a slut taking my cock. She was helpless despite all of her denials and protesting.

"Ahn… no… it's coming out…" She cried.

I felt her pussy tightening down on my cock and stuff leaking down her leg. She was already cumming for me. It was actually a bit earlier than expected. I didn't really think she would be so easy. Being slapped on the butt must have turned her on more than I anticipated. So, I started to increase the slapping until her butt was practically red.

"Ahn! Ahn! Ahn! Ha-Haka-Hakaru!" She finally managed to get out my name, but that was all she could get, because I attacked a sensitive area on her leg, making it difficult for her to stand.

Her legs wanted to buckle from under her, but I had an arm already around her waist, and I still fucked her even as she hung loosely for a few moments. Her eyes had rolled up in her head, and she truly looked lost in lust as I pounded her good.

As my sexual conquest progressed, I began using both hands to attack pressure points on her. One point at a time was no longer enough. She had already experienced at least four orgasms, but if I left her like that, it wouldn't be enough. I needed to turn her into my little sex slave. I needed the classroom to see just how much a skank their noble feminist was.

Pressure points had their limits, naturally, but after studying her body fully, I had identified over 30 that would make her reach an orgasm. I'd attack one until its effectiveness started to diminish, and then switch to another. My hands were always moving, attacking two pressure points at a time. I also found that certain pressure points had a synergistic effect. When I attacked one, and then the other, I could induce an even stronger reaction from her.

I started to map out her body, finding one synergistic pair at a time. Of course, After exhausting them, I'd switch to another. By the time all 30 had been stimulated, the first ones had managed to regain enough of the sensitivity that I restarted the process all over again.

"N-no… I'm going crazy!" She cried out in panting moans.

"Don't act like you don't love the feel of my cock!" I said.

I finally pulled out of her wet cunt with a wet slosh, and then spun her around. She was panting, and her eyes held nothing of the deceit or patronizing attitude that she held before. Instead, her cheeks were flushed and she had a lustful demeanor. It was clear she just wanted my cock inside her.

I used my hands to stimulate two points in her front, causing her entire body to spasm. Just like this, I could make her cum, but rather than do that, I took her to the limit and kept her there, not allowing her to go over. Her entire body spasmed, even her pussy seemed to be convulsing like a hungry monster desperate to gobble up cock.

"Tell me you want it," I said.

"Please… give it to me."

"Give what?" I demanded harshly.

"Your cock… please, I need your cock!"

"You little slut."

"Yes, I'm daddy's little slut. Please, fill this slut pussy up!"

She didn't have to say anything more. I grabbed her and popped her up on the rail. She let out a cry, wrapping her arms around my shoulders, but I had already spread her legs and shoved myself inside her. She was now hanging precariously over the edge of the porch, her ass half on and half off. As for her upper body, only her arms holding tightly to my shoulders allowed her to keep from falling off.

Of course, I had her legs, but I was also slamming my cock into her extremely aggressively, making it so the likelihood to fall could happen at any moment. We continued on like that for several minutes.

"Ahn… Ahn… I'll fall!" She said in tears, half of them full of sexual joy as I continued to tease her more and more.

I finally brought her back on the porch, and then pushed her down into doggy, kneeling on the ground right in front of the camera. This would be the triumphant end, a full view of her face. I made sure to give some extremely extra pleasure.

"You like my dick?"

"Mm! Dick!" She moaned in a lustful voice.

I gave her what she wanted, and then some. I lost count of the orgasms she had received, but I knew that by this point, the recording should be playing live. I made sure to give her ass a spanking and wave for the camera. She came enough that a small puddle formed on the wooden floor. She had also accumulated numerous scratches and marks from the rough surface and my abuse using my fingers and mouth to illicit every sexual thrill out of her I could.

"Ah… I'm going to cum!" I moaned.

"Mmm! Cum! Cum!"

She had almost regressed to the point of a child, only able to excitedly repeat anything I told her. I pulled out and then brought my dick up to her mouth. She got on her knees like a good girl and then swallowed my cock. I lost my nut a moment later. It was too much for her, and she ended up coughing, some of it coming out her nose. The beautiful Principal had finally been completely defaced. At this point, I went and grabbed the camera, and then brought it right up to her face. Her makeup was ruined, smeared by tears and abuse. She had red, puffy eyes and even puffier lips. Her cheeks were tear-soaked. She had cum on her chin and running down her lips. She truly looked miserable.

"You're my little slut, right? Forever?"

"Mm!" She nodded happily. "You're the best ever. Way better than Master!"

I froze. Master? What did she mean by Master?

"I'm your Master, right?"

"Of course, you are!" She giggled, smiling happily, her brain fried by sex. "My perfect, sexy… Master…"

I frowned, looking around the porch. Something didn't feel right. It was like this all went forward way too easily. I had been preparing so much, and so determined to stick to the plan, I forgot the most important thing. Plans always fail. Yet, this one hadn't, and that was the truly worrying part. Yet, she had said Master. She had used the term once before as well.

"True Feelings!" I immediately targeted her with this ability.

It was an ability that would undo most of the damage I had done. Right now, her brain was kind of messed up. If I kept filling it with myself, she would naturally become mine. However, True feeling cut through all the bullshit and allowed the person to have clarity. At this point, it was the same as resetting the clock. I'd have to break her all over again.

A dark smirk formed on her lips as she glanced up at me. "Hehe… he got you."

It seemed like her true feelings right now, those not muddled by sex, were her desire to mock me.

"Who?" I demanded, but then I realized the reality. "You're not a player… are you."

"Hehehe… I'm not… but you got played!" She burst out into laughter. "Master will be so pleased. When he trained me, I used to hate him so much, but after being abused by such a snot-nosed amateur like you, I'm beginning to realize how much of a true man he is.

"Who is he? Who is your Master?" Then the answer hit me again. "It's… the councilman?"

I had become convinced that she was seducing the councilmen in order to gain power. However, this was the god of abusing power to seduce others. That wasn't in line at all.

"Councilmen Rhodes is on the school board. He made a pass at me and I tried to get him removed for sexual harassment. I would have succeeded, but then… somehow, he got into my head… like you!" Her eyes were disordered, and it became clear to me now that she had been broken long before I had ever touched her.

"I made you promise. You're bound to me! Tell me, what did he do?"

"Hehe… it's too late, new Master. Rhodes isn't like you. He doesn't care if women are satisfied. In fact, he prefers they struggle and hate it. So… I ordered the boys in class to hold the girls down. While you're distracted with me, he's raped every woman downstairs forcefully. When he's done, he'll make them think it was their own fault. That's his ability. He destroys your self-confidence when it's at its peak. He convinces you that you deserve him."

"If you, Master… are a pleasure… then Rhodes is a punishment! I didn't like… you are the best. I wish I had met you before him." She smiled sadly.

"Fffuck!" I shouted, racing out the door and running to the stairs.

I could hear moaning sounds as I got closer to the banquet hall.

"It's too late!" Vienna's cries followed me. "He has already won!"

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As soon as I made it to the main double doors leading into the banquet hall, I was jumped. I didn't even manage to fight back since it seemed like every guy who had been on this trip was just waiting to ambush me. They even had a rope at the ready, tying up my hands.

"After tasting all the women so recklessly, how does it feel to get a taste of your own medicine!" One guy said.

The other guys began to laugh as well.

"This is what you deserve for thinking you're hot shit!" Another guy cursed.

"This is for goddess Vienna!" shouted a third guy.

I was pulled through the banquet door, and there were all of the girls. The girls were tied up, just like I was. Every single girl was gagged. Her arms, legs, and bodies were bound like sacks of flour. They glanced over at me, some crying out or trying to make noises of protest. There was tears and fear in some eyes, but others were already staring vacantly as if they had abandoned reality.

The girls were all naked, and several of them had clear fluids leaking below. Some of it was from fear, but it was clear with some that they had already been fucked, and at least a dozen had white fluids leaking out of them. They had bruises on their body, and red marks where they had been slapped or pinched. Overall, while I had been torturing Vienna, a mark had been put on every girl here.

The person responsible was right in the middle of this mess. He was old naked man. His penis wasn't large. He was hairy. He was balding on the top of his head. It was like he had never touched a single vanity point. He was an ugly and slightly nauseating man. He had torn off the clothing of one of the girls, and was eating her pussy noisily, making piglike noises as she cried and shuddered under him, but was helpless against the restraints. This was the councilmen I had recorded with Vienna.

There was no finesse, no trickery, no skill in any of this. These women had been tied down and raped, one at a time. Even the goddesses would be appalled, as this was so far from the intention of the game, that it was nauseating.

"Hakaru… my boy. We finally meet in person." The naked, hairy man said, pulling away from the high school girl. "You took long enough. I'm just finishing up on my first round."

"You…" I didn't even know what to say, and I couldn't do anything with the guys holding me. "Doesn't that just mean you have a short fuse?"

Although I tried to insult his sexuality, he only chuckled about it. "Hehe… when you put your vanity points into recovery and stamina, it does wonders for enjoying as many girls as you want. I can cum buckets in these women and come back for more."

So, it wasn't that he didn't have those kinds of points, it was just that he blew them all on himself to go like an energizer battery.

"These women don't love you." I sneered angrily.

"Haha… not yet… but women are stupid. If you lower their self-confidence enough, they'll convince themselves they love you. It's easier to convince themselves they love me, than that they've had their bodies taken by an ugly creep."

"So even you accept your looks. I don't get it, you could have been attractive. You could have had a big dick."

"What's a big dick get me? Stretching out and destroying women? Who the hell wants that?" He shot back, "Being attractive? I'm rich and powerful! Why would I need to be attractive? This world is run on money. I can have any bitch I want. Women are sluts. I show a little money and they'll do whatever I ask. It's so boring. That's why, it's more fun to have women who doesn't want me."

He glanced down at the women under him. "That's why these youth who haven't been broken down by society yet are the best. Even though their mom would fuck me for a cheap car, they put so much value on looks and appearances. However, we both know how appearances are just a lie. Give it a few years and some college loans, and they'd be considering themselves lucky to suck my taint! Of course, I couldn't have done any of it without you!"

"Me? What does that mean?"

"You loosened the whole group for me, didn't you? You gave them their first sexual experiences, and then you and that other dumb bitch got them okay with sharing. You helped bring their sexual defenses down, while bring their confidence to an all time high. However, that confidence is built on a house of cards. That confidence is built on you. Yet, here you were, banging another woman while they were all raped. Here you are, helplessly watching while they are molested by me.

"As that confidence comes crashing down, so too will their appreciation of power. Power like mine! That's the power of my god! The power of a Master! Did you see how subservient it made my little Vienna? By the end of this week, I'll have an entire classroom full of high school girls who see me as their Master!"

"You bastard!"

"I suppose, I've already enjoyed them all once. Now, it's time to let the boys have their fill!"

"You're going to share them?"

"Isn't that what you guys are all about?" He laughed. "Well, a promise is a promise. Why do you think the boys are working for me? Sure… I promised them money and power, but also women! Once these girls have been raped by the entire male class, they won't have an ounce of self-respect left. At that point, they will become mine absolutely."

"Sharing is about happiness!" I yelled back. "It's about everyone being happy with their position, by sharing of ourselves and each other. This… this is a perversion!"

"Think what you will…" he chuckled. "I've already won! Don't worry, you can join in if you want. Come, boys, pick a girl. As for me, I'll be enjoying the main course."

He stood up and then pulled a sheet off of a table. A girl had actually been under it, but I hadn't noticed before with my eyes locked on the councilman. That woman was none other than Rose! She was tied up like the others, and also naked. She was also bent over a chair!

"Come on, men! Have fun!"

The guys raced forward, immediately grabbing a woman and spreading her open. Some started by licking and biting their bodies, while others just stuck it right in. The girls let out cries and screams as one of the guys they had known for the last month now started to rape them, their eyes glazed over with their own particular brand of brainwashing.

As for the councilman, he immediately shoved his dick into Rose. Like the rest, she could only let out a cry as he started to roughly pound her from behind. I took a step forward, planning to hit him, but some of the guys had stayed behind and they grabbed me.

I started to wrestle out of their hands, but then I felt one of them squeeze my bottom. He went up to my ear.

"Calm down, sweetie." I felt my spine tingle as I spun to the guys behind me.

They weren't just holding me, but their hands were touching me very familiarly. Was this also part of his plan? My face started to turn white. He turned the most effeminate guys gay, and he was going to rape me! Just as I started to freak out, Matt appeared in front of me.

"Hakaru…" He responded, "He wanted me to record this for him. So naturally, I did what I was asked. You should see…"

He suddenly fell back. The guy's all cried out as they caught him, they sat him down, but his eyes never left me.

"Matt?"

"Look!" Matt gestured to a computer screen, a camera attached nearby while the others undid my restraints.

This had been my plan, to record and display what I did to Vienna to the class. It looked like the councilman had even thought this far, and commandeered the camera. The guys all let go of me, and then kept gesturing for me to go to the computer. I wanted to ignore them. At this very moment, the girls were all being raped. However, something felt off. Their mannerisms, their smiles, the looks in their eyes, even the ways their hands felt.

I stumbled over to the computer screen and looked at the recording. At the worst, I could smash it, destroying something the councilmen wanted to record. However, as soon as my eyes looked at the screen, they widened. I couldn't even contemplate what I was looking at.

I glanced back at the boys, but they weren't boys. All the people standing nearby were girls. They were the girls in my class. The ones I had seduced and slept with. The ones I had played with and enjoyed. They were all smiling at me. The strange look in their eyes had been adoration and affection. The smiles had been mischievous. The one sitting on the ground, where Matt had fallen, was Netorase herself.

"No… way…"

"F-for… my last trick…" Rose smiled.

An illusion, Rose had used an illusion. Other than the 3-4 boys who had held me, all the other boys were the girls! That meant… that the girls were the…

The scene was one I didn't want to describe. Boys were being bent into disgusting naked poses while other boys savagely tore them a new one. The councilmen had Matt bent over a table and was enjoying his… ahem. Well, they both seemed to be enjoying it?

Of course, the tied-up guys weren't under an illusion they were women. However, they couldn't fight or argue back. All they could do was scream as they were raped by their own classmates. Now that I had seen through the illusion, it held no weight for me, but these guys were still being horribly violated.

"When did you know?" I asked in disbelief.

"I noticed Matt meeting with Vienna before they were supposed to meet on the patio. It was suspicious, so I followed him. I knocked him out and found a letter Vienna had given him. It basically was an order for the boys to kidnap and tie up the girls. He was going to relay the order to them. Since the order didn't arrive, I fetched the girls and had them all take down the guys, well, most of them."

"All we had to do was smirk and they were ready to fuck us. It was so easy to knock them out and tie them up!"

"I didn't even knock mine out! He just let me tie him up!"

The girls all broke into giggles.

I shook my head. "You…"

The girls all suddenly grabbed me and I was kissed by nearly ten girls in quick succession. If the guys weren't too busy in their own lust, they might have noticed the group near the entrance. Perhaps that was part of her illusion too.

"We're strong. You helped us find that strength." One girl said.

"You don't need to protect us, just give us a piece of yourself, and we'll give you the same."

"Hakaru…" Rose said, still smiling, "It's enough. It's time."

"Huh? It's time? You mean, I should break their illusion?"

She shook her head. "No… I mean, it's time for you and me too… all the way."

"What?"

She blushed as she spoke. "I… this illusion took all I had left. I pushed against another god and altered the course of events directly. This kind of thing has a cost… and a backlash… eh…"

That's when I noticed that she was growing paler and more listless by the moment. That illusion had been it.

"Y-you're dying?"

"Hehe… goddesses don't die. I'd be reborn in time. Ten years or so."

"Ten years… that's too long!"

"I know… you can't wait, and neither can my sisters. That's why… we need to do it."

"It? Oh…" The realization finally came crashing home.

She had overextended her powers to change the fate of this night, causing her to become extremely weak. As is, her form would disappear and it'd be ten years before she could return. That was, unless, her powers were recombined with her sisters, in me. At this moment, we only had once choice. I had to make love with Netorase!

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"Do you want me?" I asked, nervously reaching out and taking her gentle hands into mine.

"Mmm… do you want me?" She asked, her eyes wide and shining in the light.

"I do."

"Please, be gentle then."

"Okay…" I leaned forward and then stopped, looking to the side where there were almost a dozen girls watching. "Eh… do we have to do it here?"

We were in the hallway right in front of the banquet hall. Only about twenty feet away was a horrifying orgy involving a dozen naked boys and one horny councilman. They were all lost in the illusion now. The boys who were on the receiving end had long since tapped out of reality while their friends enjoyed them.

However, all of the girls seem disinterested in the boys. Rather, they were all watching eagerly as I gently lay Rose down and we spoke to each other lovingly. Weren't girls into that yaoi thing?

"We definitely must watch!" One of the girls declared.

"Mm… mmm… romantic!" Another girl responded

"Ah…" I didn't know what to say, but all the girls seemed very interested in my love life.

Rather, it would be better to say the pair of us had spent the last almost two months brainwashing these girls into being obsessed with us. Rose had instilled in them a sense of comradery, sharing, and a high opinion of me. Meanwhile, I had sexualized them, turned their feelings into eroticism, and stoked those flames into an obsession. To see the pair of us together might very well be the dream for some of these girls somewhere in the back of their warped minds.

In short, I had gotten them addicted to NTR. Now they all wanted to eagerly share me with another woman while they all watched. I had slept with every girl present, and now they were going to sit back and watch while I slept with another woman. That was the very essence of netorase! Did that mean that Rose had planned all of this from the very beginning? Her eyes held an eagerness that seemed to welcome being watched. As that thought landed in my mind, I began to realize that everything that had happened was thanks to Netorase.

She had subdued all of these women for me. She had trained me in my current skills. She had defeated the god of power dynamics. In the end, she got to have things exactly as she wanted it in the end. I gulped as an inescapable question came out.

"Did I even win?"

She let out a giggle, reaching out and touching me affectionately. It seemed like she could read my thoughts and knew what I meant.

"Hakaru… I already said before. I was never a player. I fell in love with you a long time ago."

"How long ago… we just met!"

"Hehe… I wonder?" her eyes flashed mysteriously. "I love you, Hakaru, and I've always been on your team."

"What about our bet?" I responded wryly.

"Didn't you wreck the teacher?" she snickered. "We bet that you could defeat Principal Vienna before me, not the true player. You did so, so aren't I your prize?"

That was true. The bet was centered around the Principal. It was Rose herself who had accidentally thought it was the Principal in charge. In that respect, I had been the winner. Yet, deep down, I was glad that Rose was on my side. Had she truly been my enemy, I had a feeling she would have been truly terrifying.

All three sisters were playing this game against each other, but ultimately, they were one and the same. They once shared the same body and thought and acted as one. It was only natural that deep down, they wanted to return to that state. Thus, none of the girls had truly fought me. For Netori, it's pride and reluctance. For Netorare, it was fear and stubbornness. When it came to Netorase, it was trust. At the end of it now, Netorase was putting her trust in me to finish this.

I accepted the trust she put in me. I accepted the heart she shared. However, I couldn't just take from her. Netorase was the goddess of sharing. In that respect, I had to give as much as I took from her. I had to share everything with her. That was the only way I could ultimately have her.

Finally, our lips combined and the pair of us finally gave in, even with an audience of numerous other girls. Our clothing started to come off, and some of them even gave cheers or whistled. You'd think under that kind of pressure, my performance would be hampered, but somehow knowing I was satisfying dozens of women at once excited me more greatly than ever before.

While my tongue explored Rose's mouth, my greedy hands explored her body hungrily. This is a body I've already tasted before, but it felt different every time I enjoyed it. I was always making new discoveries and finding more beauty in her than I had the last time. It seemed like the longer Rose had remained inside Kira, the more her godly influence had perfected her body. Her beauty had reached nearly the level of the goddesses. Her scars and blemishes had faded away. Her body had grown fit. Her skin grew soft and smooth.

There wasn't a single freckle or zit. Even her hair only grew as the goddess wanted, giving her a perfect patch of hair above her clit with absolutely no shave lines. Her breasts were perkier, her skin was more flushed and sensitive. Perhaps, once Rose knew that things were going in this direction, she had decided to give the both of us a gift by turning her into an immaculate beauty.

Of course, I had extremely good looks too, so it was probable that the pair of us looked really good together. Perhaps that was part of the reason that the girls around us were so interested in seeing the pair of us together. To beautiful people, who understand and were knowledgeable about sex, and who had deep feelings for each other looked particularly appealing in bed.

As I slid into Rose, she moaned softly in my ear, holding me tightly with desire and love in her expression. At this point, she wasn't the only girl who was excited. Not a single girl there wasn't watching with wide eyes, flushed cheeks, and ragged breaths. Many of the hornier or more perverted girls had put their hands in their skirts and were touching themselves as they watched us. One was even sitting on the ground with her skirt up, her legs spread, and her panties to the side as she showed us herself while she masturbated.

However, I was caught on Rose's body, and the soft feel of her flawless skin. Although she was on the bottom and could easily be playing a passive role, every move and action she took was with my pleasure and comfort in mind. She shared of herself completely, and every movement of her body seemed to be set on me. When she panted, she made her breath dance softly across my ears, causing my whole body to tingle. When I thrust, she tightened it, squeezing my dick in a manner that could only be called orgasmic. Her hands touched spots on me. While I had unlocked the pressure points and used them to break Vienna, a goddess-like Rose would naturally know the same for a man.

She ignited my lust and sexual desire, causing us to become more animated and more aggressive as we fucked. However, she didn't overstimulate me. The experience was maximized but also lasted forever. She didn't try to make me climax in a hurry. Rather, her body edged me on to dance with her for a time.

As the pair of us writhed on the ground, the smells, noises, and look had an effect on all the girls watching. At first, they had been playfully watching to tease us, but as our sex grew more intimate and aggressive, it had an effect on them. Every girl was wet and horny, and more and more girls had their hands in their skirts. Some had even lifted their shirts and pulled out their tits.

Two girls who had spent a lot of time with Rose decided to use each other instead. They were tearing off each other's clothes while shooting us excited looks. The hallway had become an orgy onto itself, with the entire classroom of girls trying to satisfy their sexual lust. However, whether it was hormones or a unique scent between a goddess and her lover, but no matter how much they touched themselves, they only grew more and more aroused.

"Hakaru…" Rose panted in my ear.

"Mmm… Hakaru…" another girl nearby masturbating moaned.

"Fuck.,… Hakaru… so hot…"

"Fuck me next, Hakaru…"

The girls all panted and moaned. Some even came, but they immediately found themselves ready for the next round. That atmosphere was to a point where the girls became insatiable. However, I didn't focus and think about them at all. Rather, while Rose was dedicated to me, I was dedicated to her in kind.

Although I took advantage of the Pleasure Points to arouse her and satisfy her, I didn't use it heavy-handedly as I did with Vienna. In Vienna's case, it was to break and ruin her. Each touch was to stimulate every part of her body to make her cum and cum again as she lost her faculties and embarrassed herself. When it came to Rose, I only stimulated them to relax her, enhance the experience, and share in our pleasure.

Like that, time passed by. It might be more accurate to say that time slowed down. Although for the pair of us, it felt like hours passed, it probably had been only ten minutes since the start. For the girls in the hallway, it also felt like an eternity, caught within our web of lust. Our bodies grew closer and closer as we grew more and more familiar with each other's bodies. Soon, it became like we were one, moving together like a single unit of sex and pleasure.

With her, my entire body buzzed, and I no longer felt like it was my body anymore. I had given my body to her. In the same way, her body had been given to me. We shared our bodies with each other and ourselves, and reach a height I didn't believe possible.

"It's happening… I'm yours…" She moaned, her pussy starting to tighten uncontrollably.

"I'm going to cum!" I gasped, the feeling of her climax driving me to the edge.

"Mmm… please do… and take responsibility for me… and Kira. We both love you with everything."

"I will." My body tightened, and I felt a tightness like when I used Locked Promise.

It wasn't forceful or binding. Rather, it felt like the agreement between a god and a mortal. It was an unbreakable vow. It was like a statement of honesty and expectation. I would never betray Kira or Rose, either one. We were three different beings, but we were also together as one.

A beautiful smile formed on her face. "Then… I'll leave you both… with a parting gift!"

Her lips met mine, and with that, she reached the full height of her climax. At the same moment, I reached my limit, and I started to cum deep inside her. A bright light seemed to flood out from between us. It grew and grew until the entire room was filled with blinding light. The girls who had been watching made outcries of alarm as they were blinded momentarily. For me, I filled Rose up, and in turn, she filled up my heart. I could feel her energy flowing into me, and the power that was hers joined with her sister inside me.

The promise finally ended, and the light disappeared as suddenly as it started. My cock had already erupted and was starting to soften, but underneath me was the same beautiful girl, smiling back at me.

"Hakaru… I love you too…"

Her expression was different now. She was a bit shyer. She was a bit less confident. However, her eyes filled with love weren't much different.

"Kira…"

She giggled. "I like it when you say my name."

"I love you, and Rose. But I also want Akiko and my sister. And Tori, and Rory! And every girl I want!"

Her smile didn't slip. In fact, it grew slightly.

"I guess… I'll just have to share you with everyone." She whispered back. "As long as you'll always be mine."

"I will… and if I'm not enough for all of you, then I will simply have to become more until I am enough!"

"Ahhh…"

"So sweet."

"Can you share him now? I'm really horny!"

Kira and I looked to the sides to see a dozen women in various stages of undress. They were all looking at us with extremely erotic looks. Some of them were still touching themselves or each other. Kira's face exploded into a blush. She may have learned to share, but she wasn't an exhibitionist like Rose! She cried out and tried to cover her body.

Before she could grow even more embarrassed, yells and shouts began to come from the door to the banquet hall which had closed at some point during our fornication. With Netorase gone, the illusion had come to an end. The councilman and a half dozen boys just came to the realization about what they had done.

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"Hakaru… I'm going to miss you so much!"

"I love you!"

"I love you more!"

"When we meet next, I want to have your baby!"

The area in front of the train station was very noisy. About twenty high school girls were making a scene, crying and hugging a single boy. Not every girl was from the feminist coed classroom, but every girl who attended it was present. Standing next to him was a shy girl who had a smirk on her lips and held his hand. That boy was naturally me, and the girl was Kira.

There were a few of the boys from the classroom waiting to board their trains. They didn't even look our way. Their expressions were dead-eyed and their movements were listless. As for everyone else, they looked at me with jealous or shocked expressions. No one nearby could understand how a single guy could be so lucky to have nearly twenty women openly declaring their love for him. The sight was enough to make any man, even those in a relationship, look on with a bitter expression.

I had slipped back into the girl's dormitory with all of the girls and remained there for the rest of the trip. The videos were leaked and a massive scandal went down. Our week-long trip ended after three days. It was a bit regretful because I had spent those three days with the classroom of girls in their dorms day and night. Principal Vienna played as well, and we even had a lot of trust exercises like she had planned, but eventually, the videos we uploaded made it to the right channels and the authorities broke into the lodge and ended the fun.

She was still bound by the Locked Promise, and I had managed to reinforce her training until she was nothing but my slave.

"No… Master… I want more…!" Vienna cried while being pulled away in cuffs.

"Just be a good girl and do your time!" I whispered to her when the cops weren't paying attention.

As for the councilmen, he had fled and was a wanted man. It wouldn't be long before he was apprehended, but his days as a sexual exploiter were gone, as was his status as a champion. This was confirmed by a goddess. Netori had informed me that the god of power dynamics had fled back to heaven without even a word.

The boys had remained in the lodge those three days, but Vienna had told them only to stay scarce, and the girls had barricaded themselves, and me, in the girl's dormitory. They spent the next three days in an awkward daze, denying reality. Every time one of them walked by the girl's dormitory, they heard such lewd sounds. However, rather than excite them, it triggered some PTSD from the councilman taking them.

We returned to the campus, but classes had been postponed and after a hasty deliberation, the program was suspended. A week, later, everyone who wasn't a permanent resident of the school was being sent home with an apology and a few other perks as long as we signed an agreement that we would never speak about what happened there. Of course, Kira, who was no longer a goddess, dropped the school and was returning with me. I was going to help her reestablish a relationship with Sasori, and we'd go from there.

So, we went to the train station, and all of the girls who Rose and I had spent the last two months playing with were there. Although the classroom only had a dozen girls, there were others who fell outside of the councilmen's tastes that had become part of our fan club as well. They were now all expressing their love shamelessly and saying their goodbyes as we waited for the train.

I had already decided I wasn't going to bring them home with me. Instead…

"You girls need more experience. You can't share yourselves with me until you have an identity of your own. Rose and I have given you the tools you need to succeed. Now it's up to you to become a woman worthy of standing by my side!"

I was just bullshitting, but the effect worked extremely powerfully. The girls all nodded as if what I had said was gospel. They had completely fallen for my rhetoric.

"I'm going to become a woman so great that Hakaru won't be able to say no!"

"Hehe… that's nice, but I think it's better to be useful? I'll definitely make myself indispensable to Hakaru."

"I'm going to become an idol, and then Hakaru will look up at me on stage. Then, I'll see him in the audience and I'll invite him backstage and then we can… aaaaaah!" She twisted her body and blushed while holding her cheeks.

"I'll become rich, and then I can buy whatever company Hakaru works at. Then, I can let him work for a promotion!" Another girl chuckled darkly.

My cheeks twitched as I heard the various plans these girls had.

"Don't wait for me forever…" I wanted to lower their expectations a little bit so there was less heartache if we never connected in the future.

"Don't worry, Hakaru. We may become women that even Hakaru isn't good enough to touch!" Those words came from Tiana.

She was still dressed pretty slutily compared to her old self, but she also had gained a bit of modesty in the last few weeks. In a way, she was like a leader for all of the girls now that Rose was absent. As for the bright light, they already knew that Rose had some magic abilities, although they thought she was a witch. They just tied that up to some kind of magic. Now that Rose was gone and replaced by the shyer and less direct Kira, the girls were simply saying that Rose had been tamed by me, and it seemed to only add to my own legend.

"Ah… well, if I do decide I want you and you've become interested in another, then I will just steal you back."

The girls let out giggles, but they had knowing expressions and eyes. Some of them still had boyfriends, although they had decided to dump them to focus more on becoming women in my harem. It was safe to say that when it came to the top beauties of this All-girl's school, I had broken them all.

The train finally came, but I couldn't leave until I kissed every girl. I almost missed the train as a result, and even as it pulled away, the girls were still crying and screaming. I had gotten looks from nearly everyone on the train, and some of the guy's looks had even passed jealousy and became like seeing a living legend. Although, I knew none of it was possible without the things Rose had done.

We were both tired by the time the train set out, so Kira and I sat next to each other while holding hands as the countryside passed by.

"Kira…" I said, a thought coming through my head.

"Mm?"

"Right before Netorase left, she said that she was leaving both of us a present. At the time, I didn't think about it much, but now I realize that it might have been something important. Do you know what she left?"

"Ah!" She suddenly let go of my hand and turned away.

In fact, her expression was so strong that I couldn't help but grow suspicious.

"What? What is it?" I demanded with narrow eyes.

Kira looked back tearfully but then gave a sigh. "I was going to tell you soon. I really was…"

Her voice was low and nearly a pout.

"Tell me what?"

"Netorase… she played a trick on us."

I furrowed my brows. "What do you mean?"

"I can't believe she did that to me… and I didn't even get to be the one in charge… although she shared the feeling with me… so I guess I can't complain."

"Eh? What are you talking about?" I grabbed her arm. "Just tell me clearly.

She seemed to have recovered as she looked me in the eyes. "Ah… it's just… Netorase said it to me just as she left my body. Before, when I was being exploited, I was on the pill. However, after the goddess took over, there was no reason. She could keep me from becoming pregnant all she wanted. However, just as you started to cum, she left my body!"

"Oh…" I let out a breath." It's fine then. I have an ability too. You won't get pregnant unless I desire it to happen."

She gave me a strange look, and suddenly I had a sinking suspicion. "Netorase knew that… which is why when she went inside you, she had a strong desire for you to impregnant me. She… hijacked your skill at the moment you were cumming. You didn't notice. Well, at least, that's what I think happened, because I already took the test…"

"Y-you're pregnant?"

Kira blushed, looking away. "I-is that okay?"

I grabbed her chin and turned her back to me. "Baby, that's wonderful!"

I kissed her lips. Suddenly, tears formed on her face.

"Is it really okay? I'm still in school…"

"Well, if your mom has a problem with it, I'll just spank her until she's more amendable. Kira… I love you. I would never reject our child."

"Oh…" She was weeping now, but she had a smile on her face. "I love you so much…"

"I love you too…"

The pair of us cuddled the rest of the ride. I even stroked her stomach for a bit. If you asked me whether I was ready to be a father. The answer was a resounding no. However, that didn't mean I was the kind of guy who freaked out about it either. Actually, had it been me from even a few months ago, I would have. I guess, with everything I had experienced, I really had changed as a person. I would be a dad. I couldn't wait to tell my sister and mom. Akiko would be so jealous she didn't get pregnant first.

We acted like an extremely loving couple the rest of the way to the point it made the people near us uncomfortable, but we didn't mind. When we finally reached home, we shared a ride. We would meet again tomorrow, but first I would give her time with Sasori. I dropped Kira off as Sasori's first. When the door opened, Sasori was standing there. They spoke for a few minutes but I couldn't hear them. Eventually, Sasori threw her arms around Kira. When she saw me in the car, she mouthed the words 'thank you'.

I nodded and left as the two women waved me goodbye. When we stopped in front of my own house, it looked no different than it had before. I got out of the car and then used the spare key to open the door. As soon as I stepped in, I started hearing erotic noises.

"Ahhh… Ahhh… Ahhh…" It was the voice of my mother.

When I walked into the living room, my mom was bent over the couch. Behind her was my father, who was giving it to her roughly.

"M-mom!" My expression went white, and my mind which up until that point had been calm suddenly started cracking.

What was going on? Mom and Dad had no relationship. In fact, she and I… well… once… When did the pair of them start having sex?

"Oh! Honey? You came home earlier than expected!" Mom tried to stand up, but dad shoved her head down.

"Wait… c-cumming!"

"Elzo… our son is watching! Ahhhn… it's really inside me!"

Dad creampied mom right in front of me. I was so shocked I couldn't even look away from the scene. When he finished, breathing hard, mom finally pulled off him.

"You horny bastard!" Mom hit him, "How can you do that with our son watching?"

Dad laughed, giving a shrug. "He came in at a bad time? Haha… sorry sport. Your mother is so tasty, I couldn't help myself!"

Mom had grabbed a sheet and covered herself with it. She shot dad a scornful look, but she was also blushing and seemed to like the words he was saying.

"Wh-when did this happen?" I barely managed to get out.

"Huh?" Dad raised an eyebrow. "You know, son, your mom and I are still together. I know you don't like to think of your parents having sex… but…"

"You… I don't…"

The door to the front opened and Maria came in. "Hey, brother… Woah! Mom. Dad! What the hell? Again?"

"Oops, better go get some underwear on!" Dad laughed, covering his dick while running to the bedroom.

"You knew about this?" I demanded toward Maria.

"Yeah… every since you left they have been going at it like rabbits! It's like they've forgotten they have a daughter here too. I can't imagine how bad they'll get when we're both gone."

Mom stuck out her tongue at Maria. "If you had a boyfriend, you could have fun like this too!"

Maria gave a horrified look as mom waddled away in her blanket, entering the bedroom after dad.

"Why didn't you tell me about it?" I asked.

"About what?" Maria looked confused.

"About mom and dad?"

"Huh? Why would I tell you mom and dad are fucking? What business is that of yours? Jeese, you're more of a freak than I even remember!"

"Who's the freak?" I reached out and grabbed her butt, trying to pull her towards me.

She slapped my hands down. "Wh-what the hell are you doing?"

"What? Just shut up and kiss me." I leaned forward but then she pushed back.

"What the hell? We're brother and sister!"

"Wh-what?"

"You really are a creep. Just because I don't have a boyfriend doesn't mean you can touch me! Ugh!"

She shoved past me and then went to her door, slamming it shut.

"What the hell is going on?" I said, looking around the room. "Is it… dad?"

My eyes landed on the bat dad had laid by his bed. It was now outside and resting on the table as if to taunt me. That fucking bastard. What did he do? He's doing all of this to fuck with me!

I reached out and grabbed the bat. Even if I ended up in prison, this time I was going to put him down for good!"

I went to the door to their bedroom and knocked loudly. Dad opened it. I tightened the handle on the bat. I was just about to bring it up and hit his head. Then my eyes met his.

"Oh! Hakaru! Sorry about earlier. I know I've been working a lot recently. I've always been gone and I've been ignoring my family. I haven't always been the best father. However, I want to change all that. Not just with your mom, but with you and Maria too. I'll be better. I promise. Okay?"

"Uh…. Yeah…" I suddenly felt all my anger and frustration were gone.

What was I so worked up about? It's good mom and dad are together. I should be a good son for them too. I gave him a smile, suddenly feeling more relaxed than I had in months.

"Hey, sport, what's with the bat?" Dad asked, pointing down at my hand.

I looked down and realized I was holding a bat. "Oh, this? Um… I was wondering if you wanted to go out and hit a few. You know, like we used to do."

Dad's eyes turned teary, he reached out and touched my shoulder. "Son, I'd love to. But first, I'm going to go a second round with your mom! Your mom is looking really sexy without her clothes on!"

There was a giggle from back in the room.

I slapped his hand off my shoulder. "Ew! Dad! Gross. I don't even want to imagine mom naked!"

Dad laughed, but he hadn't been joking. What a pervert. I could only shake my head as he closed the door. Maria was already playing loud music. It was probably to hide the sounds of our parents having sex. It sounded like a good idea. I put the bat up and headed into my room. The world was normal.

A strange feeling burned in my stomach like I was supposed to be doing something, but I couldn't think of what.

"Hakaru… save Netori…" I heard a whisper suddenly.

I spun around the room, but it was completely empty. It must have just been my imagination. After all, I had never heard of someone called Netori.

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My name is Hakaru, and a few months ago, I started dating my childhood friend. Tonight, I planned to have sex with her. Thus, I was dressed up in a nice suit, and I came up to her front door. I was driving a car my parents let me borrow, and I had a box with a flower corsage in it. You see, this was the night of the Junior Prom.

I knocked on the front door softly. After hearing some movement and some voices behind it, the door eventually clicks open, and a beautiful woman opens it.

"Hakaru!" Sasori smiles, come on in."

I return the smile and then enter the house.

She walks and then turns, bending her finger and gesturing for me to come over. I followed behind her until we reached the couch. She gestured, and I sat down.

"Kira is upstairs getting ready. She's joining us once she's gotten dressed in something appropriate."

"Ah, I see… so it's just you and me for the moment." I looked up at her.

"I suppose, since you're our guest, I should show you some hospitality, huh?"

I lean back on the couch, spreading my arms. "I won't object."

She gets down on her knees and reaches forward, grabbing something lying on the floor. Then she gets back up and turns around. "I'll go fetch some cookies, okay?"

"Yes, Mrs. Fukumi."

She turned and walked off into the kitchen while I made myself comfortable and waited for Kira to come down. When she did come down the stairway, my mouth couldn't help but fall open.

"Kira?"

She blushed. "How do I look?"

She had done up her hair and makeup. She was wearing contacts instead of glasses. She also had a very cute dress. Compared to the somewhat nerdy girl I had fallen in love with, this was a drop-dead beauty.

"Ah… you look adorable." The voice came from her mom, who was standing in the doorway of the kitchen with a platter of cookies in her hand.

"Mom!"

"What?" She chuckled. "I just can't believe my little girl is actually going to prom! You two have grown up so fast. Why, the other day, you were just childhood friends. When you started growing apart, I thought it would never happen. Now… I'm just so happy…"

"M-mom! Don't cry!"

"My little girl is going to be leaving home soon!" She suddenly bawled.

Kira ran over to comfort her mother while I sat there uncomfortably, and she wept. "It's okay, mom! I'll write a bunch, and I will visit!"

"Ever… since your dad left us. I've just felt so lonely." She sniffled. "Once you're gone, I'll be truly alone."

"No… I'll come and visit, I promise." Kira stroked her head reassuringly. "Plus, there is also Hakaru."

"Hakaru?" She lifted her head and raised an eyebrow.

"I mean, he'll come and visit too! Right, Hakaru?"

"Ah! R-right!" I stood up. "If you need anything, I'm here."

"Thank you, Hakaru." She said lightly and then sighed. "But there are some things a young boy just can't provide a woman."

"M-mom!" Kira's face went white. "D-don't be a pervert! He's even a student in your class."

I blushed red too, getting what she was saying. It must truly be lonely being a single mom. It had been almost six months since her husband had been sent to jail over some scandal. That was probably a long time for a woman of her age. I couldn't remember well what that scandal was, but Kira and her mom didn't like talking about it.

"I was just making a joke!" Miss Fukumi fended off her daughter, who was trying to hit her from embarrassment. "I'm sorry daughter!"

"Oh… before I forget, here!" I pulled out a corsage flower which I had picked out with the help of my mother. "This is for you."

"Oh, my, isn't that pretty?" Sasori smiled at her daughter.

It was Kira's turn to blush as she shyly accepted the corsage. "I'll go to the bathroom and pin it on now!"

She rushed off to hide her face. It was apparently too much for her. We had only started dating recently, so not only was this prom, but it was a third month anniversary. Kira had hinted that we'd finally do it for the first time. I tried not to think about that, but how could a boy my age not think about sex every time it came up? Now that the night finally came, I was really anxious. I had a hotel room key in my pocket, which I had rented with Derek earlier, and now I was very nervous.

"So, will you guys finally do it?" Sasori suddenly asked.

"I'm hoping so. That hotel room wasn't cheap… ah! I mean!"

She held up her hands and laughed. "It's okay, Hakaru! I'm a teacher who has been around innumerable students. I'm not so naïve as to not understand the importance of prom to many young adults. I was that age too, once."

"Right… of course…" If I was uncomfortable before, I was completely out of it now.

"I know you don't want to even think about sex around an old lady like me, but this is my daughter we're talking about, so I want to make sure you're safe."

"S-safe?"

"Ah! Right… I guess this is my gift to you then!" She pulled out a bag from her purse, which was resting on the table and then handed it to me.

I looked in the bag to see a box of condoms. I immediately shut it and jumped.

"Ah! I mean, I brought a condom!"

"One?" Sasori smirked. "You guys are doing it for the first time. Are you sure one is enough?"

"Ah… ah…"

"You're bound to screw up putting on at least one, so it's good to have a bunch. Plus, your idiot friends will probably forget to bring one, and you'll be their hero. You can thank me later."

"O-okay…" I nodded, feeling somewhat strange to be handed condoms by my teacher.

"Oh, and that stuff has spermicide on it, so don't let her suck it once you do that, or it'll make her tongue all numb."

"S-suck?"

"Mmm…" She suddenly approached me closer, her eyes turning slightly lustful. "Although, if it was me, I'm on the pill, so you could put it in raw if you want."

"What?"

"I said… you… can… cum… in… me… anytime." She pronounced every word, her head coming to the point she was about to kiss me.

She stopped, confusion slashing in her eyes before she took a step back and shook her head. "Ah… what did I…"

"Are you okay?" I asked, feeling both aroused and confused.

She suddenly looked up at me, and her face turned rigid. "I don't know why I said that. I'm so sorry. Please… don't say anything to anyone. It was just…"

She didn't finish as Kira came out of the bathroom at that point. She showed her chest proudly, which now had a corsage clipped to it.

"Only had to poke myself five times, but I got it!" She declared, then glanced down at the bag in my hands. "What's that?"

"Ah! Nothing important, just my lunch!" I put it in my back pocket.

"Hey! Let me get some photos of you two before you go!" Sasori butts in, further distracting Kira.

I didn't know what happened that had caused Sasori to suddenly say such weird things. For a moment, it felt like she was hitting on me. For an even shorter moment, it felt normal that she should be hitting on me. I was actually tempted to reciprocate. What kind of bastard would I be if I molested the mother of the woman I was dating? Sasori tried to avoid my eyes, and I did the same. She took a few photographs of us, and then bid us farewell.

The pair of us got into a car and drove to the high school. It had only reopened recently. It had been shut down for a few months after a scandal. I couldn't remember much about what I did over that time, but I did clearly remember finally sealing the deal with Kira when I came back. We had been dating ever since, and I didn't regret a moment of it. Kira was refined, beautiful, and smart. She was much more than a loser like me deserved.

"Mom has kind of been weird these last few months," Kira said. "I don't know… she just acts… like she's missing something."

"Oh?" I acted politely, but after what just happened, I wasn't sure how comfortable I was talking about that woman.

"I don't know. I'm kind of with her. I've had a sense that something was off. Like… I don't know… that this is all a dream?"

"It's not a dream," I responded. "I'm very happy with my life the way it is right now."

She nodded thoughtfully, "I suppose so… is there really nothing wrong at home?"

I thought about it for a moment. "My dad and mom have been banging like rabbits."

"Hakaru!" She gave a glare.

"What? It's true? Dad and mom used to be really a part, but they just can't keep their hands off each other anymore."

"Hmm… well that isn't a bad thing, I guess…" she folded her arms across her chest and admitted.

"As for my sister…" I shook my head, a strange image of her naked flashing in my head for a second, which was a weird thing to see. "Ah… she's in full college mode. She really changed this last year. More focused. She used to be obsessed with boys and popularity, but now the only thing she cares about is studying… oh… and making my life a hell."

She seemed to have turned kind of mean to me recently. She used to ignore me, but now she doesn't. Rather, she seems on my case all the time. It was almost like she was obsessed with me or something.

I kept those thoughts to myself while I pulled into the high school's nearly-full parking lot and looked for a place we could park.

"Hakaru! Hey!" As I got out of the car and we started heading for the auditorium the dance was being held at.

"Yo, Derek!"

"Hey man, your date is looking hot!"

"Uh… yeah… yours too."

Kira gave Derek a cold expression. One of the reasons I didn't feel jealous is because I knew Kira despised Derek. I didn't know how to feel about him complimenting my date in such a way, but that was simply the way Derek was. He was dressed in a nice outfit like me. On his arm was Akiko, my former girlfriend. That was part of the reason she didn't like him. The two of them were dating now, and she thought I should have dumped him as a friend once he decided to pick up my ex-girlfriend.

Strangely enough, she had no issues with Akiko. In fact, she smiled at Akiko, almost fondly. The two had never been friends that I knew of, but for some reason, once I started dating Kira, Akiko, and she became best friends. When I asked, she said something about how if I had never been with Akiko, then I never would have ended up with Kira.

When I looked Akiko up and down, she lowered her head and blushed. She was easily as pretty as Kira in her own way. However, even Kira might get angry if I looked at her too long, so I quickly turned my head. Kira put out her hand, and Akiko grabbed it, the pair moving off to chatter, leaving Derek and me alone.

"Man, I'm hyped about tonight!" Derek said, "You got your room, right?"

"Yeah, of course! Do you know how hard it is for teens to get a hotel room?"

"Actually, I heard there was this gaming studio last year where you could rent a private room with your girl, but it got shut down. I guess the dude was a bit of a pervert."

I leaned close. "That was Kira's brother."

"Seriously? Damn. Small world. Hey, if her brother's a horny freak, you know… maybe it runs in the family."

"Stop!" I made a face as Derek laughed and punched my shoulder.

The two of us laughed and chatted as we made our way into the Dance. There was a line going in, and we had to wait. The girls stood together in front of us. They were whispering, occasionally looking back at us with coy looks. Starting to feel nervous, I leaned over to Derek.

"Are you and Akiko really going to… you know… all the way?"

"That's the plan." He shrugged. "Back when she was dating you, she showed all kinds of interest in me… ah… sorry…"

"No, it's fine. It was really the best thing that could happen. I got closer to Kira, and you managed to get a beautiful girl too."

He nodded, but then looked a bit uncertain. "It's just… she hasn't been showing much interest in me since this. It was hot and heavy early on, but for the last 3 months, she won't touch me."

"I said it was okay, not that I wanted to hear about it."

"That's right, you and Kira haven't even done it yet, right?"

"It'll be tonight," I said, although it was partially to reassure myself.

"Then, let's go together as brothers." He raised his fist. "You get to pop your beauty, and I break our 3-month dry spell."

I raised my fist and bumped his. "Alright. I'll bump to that."

The pair of us headed into prom.

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"Ah, move here. I didn't like that picture!" Kira whined.

"Come on… you guys look fine. Let's go in already." Derek sighed. "Oh! My foot!"

"You… go get us some drinks!" Akiko snapped at him before removing her heel from his foot.

"What did I do? Damn… I have a limp now."

"This is a girl thing. You wouldn't understand!" She crossed her arms and sniffed. "Off with you!"

"Damn it… fine…" He limped away, shooting back an angry glare before continuing on into the main hall where the refreshments and dancefloor were set up.

Where we were standing, we could hear the deep thrums of the bass as something loud was playing over the speakers. We had just arrived and stopped to get our pictures, but after two tries Kira still kept trying to move me.

"What is wrong?" I finally asked as she tried to place me in an awkward position.

"You can't ask a woman that!" Akiko snapped at me.

"No, it's fine!" Kira blushed. "I don't want to hide anything from Hakaru. It's just… I've been gaining weight recently. You didn't notice, did you?"

"Of course not!" I lied.

She touched her belly, which, despite being wrapped, protruded a bit. It wasn't the only thing bigger. Her behind, her breasts, and even her cheeks and gained a few. How could I not notice? However, she wasn't fat by any means, and she was still a beauty that was way more than I deserved. She was easily as beautiful as my mom and sister. Ah… why did I think of them when I considered beauty? I shook my head and then gave a genuine smile.

"Kira, you're a beautiful woman. It doesn't matter what angle you're at. I love every part of you."

"Ah!"

"Smooth, Hakaru… smooth." Akiko snickered.

"You want to get smacked!" I shot back and glared at her for ruining the moon.

"Mmm… just pull my hair when you do it!" She shot back.

"You think I won't?"

"I'm hoping you will!"

The pair of us had closed the distance between each other while snapping back and forth, and suddenly I found my mouth only a few inches from hers. For some reason, I had a sudden extreme urge to kiss her. More than kiss her, I wanted to push her down and strip her of her clothing. It was extremely powerful and even felt like it was a natural feeling for a second.

"Hahaha!" Laughter snapped me out of that moment, and I backed away quickly, my eyes shooting worriedly to Kira.

My cheeks were red, and Akiko also wore a slight pink color on her cheeks. I had suddenly realized what we were saying. It was flat out flirting, and it left me feeling a bit excited as blood rushed to certain areas. In fact, our words were pretty naughty, even for flirting. Worst of all, I had done it right in front of my girlfriend. She wasn't angry or jealous. Rather, she seemed happy and amused and was looking at the pair of us fondly. This caused me to tremble for a second with confusion.

"S-sorry…" Akiko apologized to her immediately.

Kira waved her handoff. "No, it's actually alright. I like seeing the two of you argue and fight. I don't know why it just feels right. Is that weird?"

"A little…" I said.

"So weird." Akiko nodded.

This time, all three of us broke into laughter, which was the state we were in when Derek finally returned with three drinks. The person he did not bring a drink to was me.

"I slipped a little drink into it…" Derek whispered mischievously.

Kira, who was bringing her cup to her mouth, stopped. "Oh… then I can't have this. Here Hakaru."

"Ah… sure." I took the drink before blinking. "Ah… why can't you drink?"

"Huh? Um… I don't know…" She blinked in confusion, but then smiled and shot Derek a death-stare. "Probably because he's trying to get me drunk so you can put your hands on me tonight!"

"What's that? I don't know what you're talking about?"

Akiko snorted. "Don't act like we don't know you guys got a pair of rooms for tonight. So naughty."

"W-wait… that…" I tried to defend us.

"You caught us!" Derek laughed it off. "Sorry man, I tried to get her drunk for you, but now not only won't she be loose tonight, but you'll have whisky dick!"

"Shut up!" I cursed as Derek snickered. "I can take my alcohol; thank you very much!"

As if to make my point, I downed the glass in a single throw.

"That's my man…" Kira giggled, moving and giving me a kiss while fixing my jacket. "And as for tonight, if you play your cards right, the answer will be yes."

My eyes widened, and her cheeks turned red before she gave me a tight hug. I held her for a moment, but Derek and Akiko who didn't seem to be in any particular honeymoon period, quickly became uncomfortable with the scene. Akiko reached out and pulled on Kira.

"Come on, let's go dance!"

"What about us?" I cried as Kira and Akiko ran off onto the dance floor.

"You'll just have to chase us!" Akiko called back with a raised hand.

"After you…" Derek gestured.

"Ladies first?" I snorted, making an identical gesture.

The pair of us threw back our heads and laughed at the same time. Then both ran for the main room at the same time. We headed to the door at the same time and fought a bit until Derek burst through triumphantly. He held up his hands victoriously as I glared at him.

"What a couple of idiots…" A pair of girls whispered as they passed by.

Derek dropped his hands, his smile turning to a frown while I let out a snicker.

"You know, Hakaru," He turned to me seriously. "One day, all these women will be our bitches."

"Really?"

He nodded, straightening his tie. "We'll be seniors soon. We can rule this school. Why have just one woman, when we can each have a dozen?"

I raised an eyebrow and smirked. "I don't know. I'm happy with just one, bro. Haven't you heard about biting off more than you can chew?"

"Nonsense! You should always shoot for the sky. Akiko is just the start. I want to make a harem one of these days."

"Really?" I openly broke into a grin at this. "You can barely handle Akiko, shouldn't you worry about sealing the deal with her rather than trying to score with someone else?"

"Dude… look, listen, tonight, we're going to have both girls, one in each room, right?"

"Um, well, I'll have my girl in my room, and you'll have you in yours."

"That's what I'm saying!" Derek laughed. "Let's switch places!"

"…what?" My brow furrowed.

"Like, we let the girls go before us, and then we switch places. You give me Kira's key, and I give you Akiko. Then we bang each other's girl."

"What? You want Kira? Wh-why?"

"Come on… once Kira tastes my dick, she'll totally want more, and I'm sure Akiko will be down for it too. I've seen how she looks at you. I don't think she's totally over you."

"Dude…" I shook my head.

"Hear me out! Since the girls have been with both of us, they'll be more… loose. Once you get two girls, the third will fall easily. With two girls pressuring the third, she'll join quickly. Then it's just a matter of adding whoever we want."

"For what?"

"The harem, dude!"

"You want my girlfriend in your harem?" I didn't know if I wanted to be angry or bewildered, as I had never seen this side of Derek.

"Not my harem. Our harem! We'll share the girls together. That's how we'll get more to join. Whether they like you or me, we present it as a package deal. We'll even use Akiko and Kira to catfish some more girls for us."

"First… I'm pretty sure that's rape, which I am vehemently against." I declared, causing him to roll his eyes. "Second, I don't like the idea of sharing women…"

"It's just temporary! Once we get five or six, we can split them up, and each takes half."

"They're not collector's cards."

"It doesn't matter, man. We can make it work. But we need that seed of two women. I'm asking you to give up one slut to land yourself a harem! Come on, are you in?"

"No!" I responded furiously. "I haven't even fucked Kira, and you want to have her? The hell if I'm giving her first time to you!"

"Hehe… you honestly think Kira is a virgin?"

"The fuck you say?"

Derek held up his hands. "S-sorry… hey, forget I said anything. I was just dreaming out loud. I'll tell you what, enjoy Kira tonight, but think about it. You could be swimming in pussy if you're but man enough to pursue the dream."

"Derek…"

"Just think about it. We don't have to do anything tonight, alright? We cool?"

I frowned, but after he gave me a pathetic look, I sighed, and we bumped fists. "Yeah, we're cool."

After that, we went off and found the girls as they were dancing on the floor. Kira got tired quickly and went to sit down, but Akiko was willing to dance a bit more. I danced with Kira a few times. She then ran off to the bathroom.

"Are you okay?" I asked when she got back.

"Ah… I threw up." She said, "Probably just got excited."

"Are you sure, I can take you home…"

"Wh-what about the hotel?" She asked worriedly.

"It's fine. If you're sick, it doesn't have to happen." I responded with a tight smile.

It hurt saying that, but it was also fine. I could always use my hand… on prom night. Well, I certainly wasn't going to share Akiko with Derek! I wondered if he'd be acting so cocky if I offered that as our first option toward "getting girls more willing to explore." I couldn't help but shake my head.

"N-no… I'll be fine!" She insisted. "I want to…"

Her words drifted off as she looked up at me. I started leaning in to kiss her.

"Have you seen Derek?" Akiko's voice broke us apart.

"Ah… what?" I pulled away from her regretfully, but seeing as she just threw up, it probably was a good idea we didn't kiss until she got something to drink.

"Derek? He's disappeared on me! Ah… and a slow song is playing! Rats!" Looking around, her eyes then fell on me. "Hakaru, dance with me!"

"I ca-"

"It's okay!" Kira said, smiling and then patting my hand. "Go dance with Akiko. I'm still a little nauseous. I'm just going to get something to drink, okay?"

"Okay…"

I allowed Akiko to pull me out onto the dance floor, and soon I found her in my arms. Her familiar scent calmed me immensely, and I wrapped my arms around her, pulling our bodies close. As we moved slowly, my hips pushed against hers, and she pushed back. I could feel her breath on my neck and feel her heart pounding in her chest. Why did this feel so good?

Less than a year ago, I had caught Akiko and Derek having sex. I had broken it off with her, and she ended up dating Derek. That was the end to it. I had forgiven both of them. Derek was my best friend, and it was true there was nothing between Akiko and me. Yet, right now, Akiko felt so good and so right. Was I not over her as I had thought? I glanced over to the chairs where Kira was sitting. She was lightly tapping her foot and smiling as she watched us dance. So, trusting… No… I can't let myself two-time the woman I love. A harem life was impossible…

"Music finished…" Akiko said gently.

I had still been moving, even though the music was gone. The pair of us broke apart awkwardly, and then we both went back to Kira, who still didn't show an ounce of jealousy.

The three of us went looking and eventually found Derek near the end of the evening. He had been dancing lewdly with another girl. She was dressed in a very slutty dress. Her skirt was cut so high you could see her underwear, and her dress dipped down and exposed the area between her breasts. She wasn't even hiding rubbing her ass on Derek's crotch while bent over in front of him. If the teachers saw it, they would have broken it up. Derek also shamelessly had an erection. They'd basically be having sex if they weren't in clothing.

"Hey… Eiko." I responded awkwardly.

Now that I thought about it, if he did want a harem, a girl like Eiko would probably be his best bet. I had dated her myself, and she had cheated on me awfully. Well, I didn't find that out until later. Her reputation as a school slut rose shortly after we broke up.

"Hakaru… you want a ride?" She winked, even going so far as to rub her ass provocatively.

"Derek!" Akiko admonished while Kira gave him a disapproving look.

After I shook my head, Eiko only shrugged before finding another guy to rub up on. As for Derek, he shrugged helplessly like guys would be guys. Surprisingly, Akiko didn't seem that angry at him. After a brief admonishment, she finished.

"So, what's up?" He asked after apologizing to Akiko.

"It's time. We're leaving the party."

"Excellent!" He smiled with teeth. "Let's move this party to somewhere a bit more private, shall we ladies?"

For some reason, I had a bad feeling in my gut. I found myself wishing Kira was a little sicker and that we left when we had the chance. There was no turning back now.

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We followed Derek and Akiko's lead, following them on the five-minute journey to the somewhat shady motel room. As we got out of the car, Derek grabbed my shoulder and took me to the side.

"Let's go give the girls some time to get ready. There is a guy who will buy teens alcohol behind the liquor store."

"Eh? Really?"

"You got your key?"

"Ah… yeah." I pulled it out of my pocket.

"Haha… just down the hall from mine. Nice." He grabbed my key and then while putting an arm around me, he gestured the girls over. "Hey, ladies, we're going to take a stop. Why don't you go make yourselves comfortable."

He handed the two keys out to each lady with a grin on his face.

"What? You're not coming with us?"

"I got to give Hakaru here some pointers. Besides, you guys have been dancing and sweating in those dresses all night. I thought you might want to… ahem…"

Kira's face turned red, and Akiko's eyes widened. They both grabbed their keys tightly.

"Y-yes! Of course! You do that! Don't come back too quicky. Ten… no, fifteen minutes!"

Derek snorted. "You better hurry, I can't wait to tear that dress off you."

"Y-you…" Akiko shot me a look even as she blushed.

Derek took a step forward and then whispered something in her ear. Akiko turned as pink as Kira, and then both girls gave one last goodbye before turning and retreating to the motel without looking back.

"What was that about?" I asked as Derek turned me away from the girls and started heading toward the liquor store he had previously mentioned.

"Huh? I just encouraged Akiko to give Kira some advice. I'll be fine, but I wouldn't want a virgin like you screwing up your chance with a beauty like Kira."

"Shut up! I'm not a virgin! Hell, I'm damn good at it!"

"What?" He smiled at me. "Name one girl you've slept with."

"Easy! I…" I stopped, suddenly unable to recall a single name.

I felt a sense of strange confusion shooting through me. At the moment I had said it, I had been certain that I'd had sex before. In fact, I had a feeling like I had a lot of sex. I'd say I was pretty confident in my ability too like I had some experience. Yet, when it came to thinking about any time I actually had sex, my mind drew a complete blank.

As my silence continued on, Derek barked a laugh and shook his head. "Exactly! You're hilarious, man! Well, don't worry, I got your back. We all got to lose it sometime, right?"

He squeezed my shoulder and gave me a reassuring look before running across the street. My strange feeling of confusion steadily dissipated, and I shook my head. It was just one of those weird moments people had. I've had them a lot lately, but they didn't mean anything. I ran after him, and the pair of us headed over to the liquor store.

While the store did have liquor, it also had other conveniences, so it wasn't strange for us if we were to enter. I wasn't actually as interested in the alcohol as he was. I wanted to remember the experience with Kira, and I actually didn't feel that nervous despite the fact that it was our first time. In fact, if I closed my eyes, I thought I could probably imagine her naked. I felt like it'd be accurate too, even though I had never seen her naked. Then again, now that I thought about it, I could probably do the same for Akiko! Ah! I was thinking about weird things again.

The point was, I wasn't really stressed, so I didn't feel I needed to drink alcohol to ease things. I had a feeling from earlier Kira wouldn't want to drink anything either, so while Derek went around back to make his contact, I just went into the store to look around. There was a guy behind the counter, but he was reading a magazine and didn't even look my way. If you weren't lucky, you could get a guy who gave you dirty looks the entire time you were in there.

I looked in the convenience section, intending to pick up some snacks for Kira and I. I didn't know how long the act would take, or what she would feel like after. I thought about buying some Pepto Bismol for her stomach. Ah, crap! I forgot the condoms at Mrs. Fukumi's. It had been so awkward that I left the box there. I had one in my wallet, but what if I needed more? Plus, she mentioned something about spermicide, which it definitely didn't have.

Glancing at the nonchalant guy, I thought that maybe he wouldn't notice or care if I tried to buy sex items. I definitely couldn't ask Derek, since he would likely tease me about how much of a virgin I was. I was such an idiot.

There was a strange voice in the back of my head that told me not to use them. It seemed to suggest that it didn't really matter if I did it or not and that I wouldn't get her pregnant or catch an STD unless I wanted it to happen. It was just another strange thought, so I closed my eyes, trying to push it from my mind.

It was for this reason that when I walked into the aisle that contained the sex stuff, I ran into someone I hadn't noticed. She made a noise as I bumped into her. My eyes snapped open, and I looked down to see an absolutely beautiful girl. She had a punk look to her, with hair, a nose ring, and rocker shirt on. She was wearing jeans and a black leather coat.

"Watch it!" She growled as I walked into her.

"Oh… sorry." I said, blushing as I turned to look away from her.

She was very pretty, and I actually didn't want to look away from her. Although I had ended up with Kira, a punk girl was actually closer to my type originally. I listened to alternative, used to wear black, and was a tall, pale kid. Eiko used to look a lot like this girl when we started dating, and it was why I was so interested in her. It was probably that exact reason that I went for a much more proper girl in Akiko given how we broke up. Then, of course, I ended up dating Kira, who was the Student Council president, and she was more of a Japanese beauty than a punk girl.

That was also why I dressed up Tiana in such a… hmm? Tiana? That name just popped up out of the blue. I seemed to remember a girl who had a tattoo and piercings. She got them because I asked her to? No… that was impossible. I was dating Kira, and there was no girl who would do something so extreme for me.

I turned away from the beauty who met my strike zone and started looking over the condoms. The girl was standing right there too. She was looking in the same place, actually. I suddenly felt extremely embarrassed. How could I select condoms with this cute girl watching me? Maybe she was trying to get condoms too. Was she waiting for me to pick? I ended up standing there for several minutes while the girl was standing right next to me. Sweat was dripping down my forehead.

It didn't matter! I was ridiculous! I reached out to grab a pack of three. I didn't even care what. I didn't have the experience to know what was better or worse, so my movements were just completely to what condom I like the packaging of the best. Unfortunately, as my hand went out, this was the time the girl's hand moved out too. Our hands ended up touching.

"Ah! S-sorry…" She said, pulling her hand.

"No! Go ahead!" I gestured way too much.

"N-no… I'm not sure what I want yet…" She responded, and then glanced at me. "Rather… can you help me?'

"Huh? Help?"

"You're experienced with sex, right?"

"What? No, I'm not!" I fought those weird feelings in the back of my head and went with what my mind told me.

"Eh? But you're buying condoms…" She frowned and then looked at the one I had reached for. "Magnum… extra large, for big men… oh my…"

My face turned red. I wasn't so full of myself to say I was an extra-large size. I was big enough to please, but I wasn't a giant, and I was fine with it that way.

"Ah… It's um… prom night… you know…" I mumbled awkwardly.

"Oh? Ah… I was homeschooled. I didn't go."

"You were homeschooled?" I asked, my eyes wide.

She pushed back her blue hair, suddenly looking shy and cute. "Is that weird?"

"No… not at all!" I mean, there were standards at school, a girl like her wouldn't be allowed in a standard high school, so it made sense that with her appearance, she was homeschooled.

"I-if you don't mind my asking, why are you looking?" I asked.

She blushed, looking down. "That…"

"You don't have to tell me anything!" I waved my hands, realizing I had asked something a bit personal of a complete stranger.

"D-do you promise not to tell anyone?" She responded, her cheeks pouty.

"No, I won't, no one!" I said a bit too readily.

"Ah… well, I wanted to… practice…"

"Practice?" My mind froze.

"N-no!" She gestured wildly. "I mean… practice putting it on… l-like… a banana… oh… I didn't mean it. Don't girls in Health classes practice putting them on a banana?"

She was very cute and flustered, and I wanted to laugh and tease her a bit. "I don't actually think any school really does that. It's one of those things they made up in the media."

"R-really!" She said, her eyes teary. "I mean, I haven't met the right guy yet, but just in case I did, I wanted to be ready!"

"Sorry to burst your bubble," I responded. "But you'll just have to learn with experience…"

"I-is that what you're doing?" she asked, still looking embarrassed.

"Huh! Oh… getting experience? Um… yeah, I guess. My girlfriend…"

"Oh… you're in a relationship." She seemed really disappointed.

My heart suddenly pounded wildly for a second. For a brief moment, I regretted not being single. She was really cute, and I totally wanted to know her better. It was clear to me she was interested as well.

"Sorry… yeah…"

Bang. Bang! "Hey, I got them!"

Derek was standing there with a 12-pack pack of beers in his hand. This caused the guy behind the counter to finally look up and give a frown. Feeling embarrassed, I excused myself from the girl and ran to the guy and immediately bought myself. At this point, he was giving me a stern look, likely having realized an underaged kid had managed to get alcohol through his shop somehow. Keeping my head low, I paid for the stuff, which didn't include a condom.

As I headed for the door, someone grabbed my arm, and I glanced over to see the girl standing there. She leaned over close to me.

"I think you're a good person, so I'll tell you something."

"Huh?"

"That friend of yours? He's not a good guy. I can tell."

I smiled awkwardly. "I know… he's kind of a bastard, but he's the only close friend I have."

"If you keep feeling confused… give me a call. I'm a wicken. I can see auras. There is something strange about yours."

"Ah… sorry, I don't believe in supernatural stuff."

She smiled and then handed me a piece of paper. "You don't have to believe it, for it to change your life. Just call if you find something strange happening."

"Ah… okay…" I didn't say anything more as I left.

She was watching me with a worried look. She was kind of a strange girl, but she seemed nice. Plus, she was cute. Ah… I didn't even get her name. I glanced down at the sheet of paper she had given me.

"Mary." Her name was written above her number.

"Damn, dude… you got some girl's number just as you're going to bang your girlfriend? That's cold."

"Shut up!' I crumbled up the paper and shoved it in my pocket. "She's just some psychic or something trying to sell her wares. What about you announcing you got alcohol like an idiot?"

"Haha, whatever. Here, take half. You'll need it." He ripped the twelve in half and shoved six into my back without giving me a chance to refuse.

I sighed and accepted his offer. We headed back to our rooms. I pulled out my spare key and Derek did the same.

"Alright, bro, to manhood!" He held up his fist.

"To sex!"

I approached the door to my motel room, my hand freezing as I reached for the doorknob. Behind the door was Kira, who I had slept with dozens of times. No, I meant, I had never slept with her before. I grabbed my head, feeling confused for a second. It was strange. I should be extremely nervous. I should be terrified of opening that door. However, I felt calm. That was the thing that was terrifying if that made sense. I should be worked up walking into the room of the woman I planned to have sex with for my first time.

Quit trying to freak yourself out, Hakaru! I tried to mentally berate myself.

I should just find it lucky that I wasn't nervous and use that to my advantage, I should go in there and give her the time of her life. It was that simple, wasn't it? With one last breath, I reached out and grabbed the doorknob. At the same time, I used the old key to turn and unlocked the door. I ended up slipping into a dark room.

I could see Kira's form under the bed. I could only raise an eyebrow, as she was on the bed under the sheets, and only her lower half was exposed. I couldn't help but fight back a smile. She was so nervous, that she didn't even want to be seen. Well, it was so dark, I could barely see her anyway. For some reason, seeing her bare-naked pussy the shadowed form of her spread open legs in the dark caused me to relax, and I pulled out my dick and casually approached her.

I grew hard in an instant, but before I stuck it in, I licked my fingers and then began to explore her lips with them. Her body shuddered, and I heard cute whimpering noises as my fingers first played with her clit, and then slipped inside her. I added a bit more spit, tasting her sweet scent before pushing my fingers inside her. With one hand wrapped around my hard cock, stroking it excitedly, the other hand pushing my fingers in and out of her.

She whimpered and moaned, and my fingers slipped inside her easily. I might have questioned if she was a virgin, but something in my mind said that this was natural, and not strange at all. As my fingers danced inside her, I could feel her growing wet around me. My dick was also growing a dull ache, eager to feel deep inside her womb. This all felt incredibly natural like I had done these dozens of times. Even as my fingers explored her, I felt a familiarity, instantly targeting the part I knew would drive her excitedly.

"H-Hikaru…" I heard her muffled moan come out from under her comforter.

Her voice sounded a bit off, but I was already extremely aroused, and so was she. Her hips were thrusting up gently against my fingers, clearly wanting something a little bigger inside her. I was happy to accommodate, so I shifted over and pushed my dick up against her clit. Her hips rose up, trying to get her pussy penetrated all of the way, but I pulled back slightly, teasing her by denying her penetration. Instead, I rubbed the head of my cock gently up and down her wet crack. At this point, she was so moist it slid the whole length with ease. I could hear her panting excitedly under the sheets.

Finally, taking a hard hold of my member, I put my hands on her pelvis, lightly running my fingers through her coarse black pubic hair before sliding inside. I couldn't help but let out a moan of satisfaction as my cock slid into her soft pussy. She felt really wet, gushy, and warm, and the feeling was both incredible and somewhat nostalgic. I had never been in a woman before, so I didn't know why I still had such a sense of familiarity.

As my dick filled her up, I could feel the movement deep inside her through my palm. Using the grip to stabilize myself, I started to slide in and out of her crotch. I should have started slow for a virgin girl like her, but those kinds of thoughts did not occur to me. I pushed down, pinning her pelvis to the bed, and then began to thrust into her roughly, treating her pussy as my own detached sex toy. With each thrust, she grew even wetter, and I could tell with a slight twitching feeling that she came.

However, she was trying to be really quiet under the covers, and thus I only heard an occasional whimper or moan. In some ways, it was kind of sexy, since I was using my girlfriend like a toy. On the other hand, it wasn't terribly romantic. I kind of wanted to kiss and play with her. I wanted to see her expression, touch her breasts, and feel her naked body against my own.

However, she seemed to have the blanket around herself tightly, and I wasn't able to pull it away easily without disrupting the current groove we were in. With her whimpering softly and me slamming it into her snatch with one wet thrust after another, I didn't want to ruin things. So, instead, I decided to talk.

"Hey, Kira, how is it?" I asked.

"Wha-what? Kira?" A confused voice rose from the blankets.

The girl under me suddenly moved rapidly, managing to pull her head out from the top of her blanket. As soon as I saw her, my mind froze for a moment. I wasn't staring at Kira, my girlfriend, but Akiko, my ex-girlfriend. My dick was still inside her, and I had even thrust a few more times into her. Realization slowly started to dawn on me.

"A-A-Akiko?" I said in a strained voice.

"Hakaru!" She cried out as well, looking just as confused.

"What are you doing?"

"Wh-what are you doing?" She shot back.

None of us were moving. I still had my dick in her, but I was staring in disbelief like I couldn't even come to terms with what was going on.

"This is my room? I gave the key to Kira!"

"No! I was given this key by Derek! I definitely was!" She cried out, and then her eyes widened. "And he said… when you get ready, cover your face and body tightly and don't say anything. It's a little game, okay?"

When her words finally sunk in, I started to realize exactly what had just happened. When Derek had taken both of our keys, he gave the wrong key to the wrong girl. Basically, he played a switch on us, just like he had wanted to do at the beginning of prom! Anger started to fill my mind.

"That bastard!" I cursed, starting to turn to leave.

I actually didn't know which room exactly was his. I had a rough idea, but I didn't have his key. He could be playing with my girlfriend at this exact moment. He had said something like he had told Akiko to tell Kira the same. So, if she was in a similar position, she was being taken advantage of by that son of a bitch! I couldn't believe that he had so shamelessly screwed me over. I was so angry I wanted to punch something.

"Hakaru!" Akiko seemed to see the emotions dancing over my face, and as I tried to leave, she had finally managed to get her hands free, so she reached out and grabbed my arm.

"Derek did this!" I snarled back at her. "He had his eyes on Kira all along. That bastard wanted to turn you girls into his harem or some shit. He said so earlier. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do this with you."

She looked down, her cheeks turning slightly pink. "Even if you say that, I'm not angry, since it's you."

"Akiko, Kira might be having sex with him right now?"

"It's okay…"

"How is it okay?" I demanded. "She could be being raped right now!"

"It's okay because I wanted this to happen!" Akiko cried out, her eyes watering. "I'm sorry I didn't say anything, but for the last few months, all I can think about is you. That's why I don't do anything with Derek anymore. I wasn't sure, I kind of expected Derek was going to pull something. That's why I was willing to do this. I didn't think… well… I hoped…"

I shook my head in confusion. "Wait… wait… you said my name earlier! Were you in on this?"

I suddenly recalled she had called my own name. She had known I was the guy giving it to her from the beginning! Before the anger grew, she was violently shaking her head, looking at me desperately.

"No! Not at all! I didn't know! That was…" She looked away, blushing. "I accidentally called your name instead of his. I thought it was him, so I was afraid he heard or would say something. That's why I didn't show my face and stayed so quiet. I was afraid it was him. When I saw it was you though, I realized it was fate that we ended up together."

"Akiko… we broke up… I'm with Kira now."

"I don't care!" She responded stubbornly. "I want you!"

"Kira…"

"Kira can stay! You can just have her and me! Derek didn't succeed! I'm going to break up with him tonight. As for Kira, she'll definitely not go that far. I didn't tell her what Derek told me. So, when he went into her room, she definitely would have seen him. She might have even slapped him. So, it's fine, okay? It can just be you and me for now, okay? I won't even tell Kira. I can just be your side girl. I just don't want you to throw me away, okay?"

As she spoke frantically, she pulled aside the blankets and tossed them away, revealing her naked and aroused body entirely. She was a beautiful young girl, and the room was barely lit, giving her body a dark and romantic appearance. It was an alluring sight that was difficult for me to look away from. I really did want to push her down and have my way with her. My thoughts about Kira started to get jumbled, and I found myself leaning down, pushing myself back into her and then kissing her lips. The pair of us lay like that, kissing for a solid minute.

I still wasn't sure if I was going to keep fucking her. My mind was still trying to make that decision. However, a moment later, it was made for me. The door suddenly was unlocked and opened. It flew open with an elaborate bang, and a hand shot for the light and turned it on. In an instant, our naked bodies were filled with light. Standing in the doorway was Derek and Kira, both fully dressed. Kira had watery eyes and her hand over her mouth as she looked at the pair of us, who were in each other's arms. Even though we hadn't continued having sex, it wouldn't look like that given our positions.

Derek was wearing a smug expression and crossed his arms. "Wow… I can't believe you'd do that with my girlfriend. Some friend you are! We realized we got the wrong keys right away, and I went to the office and got them to give me a spare to get into your room. I would never have imagined you'd take the opportunity to cheat on your girlfriend and fuck my girl. Damn!"

Although his tone was slightly admonishing and angry, it was clear to me he had done it all on purpose. Was this really his plan? Perhaps he planned to rape Kira first, and then do this after. Maybe Akiko had prevented that from happening by not spreading the word to Kira. Either way, we were exposed, and there was little we could argue.

Akiko shook her hands frantically. "You… I mean… you set us up!"

"Set you up?" He put on an ugly face. "All I did was swap keys. For you to claim anything else, it is disgusting! Come Monday. We're no longer together. As for you, Hakaru, whatever comes of this is your fault!"

He spun and left, not giving anyone else a look as the door closed behind him. This left me naked in a room with Akiko and my own girlfriend. She suddenly started crying, covering her mouth as she let out soft wails. I felt like complete trash. I had hurt her. Sure, Derek had done all of this on purpose. I couldn't even imagine why he hated me so much. What had I really done to him that he set me up in this way? At least, that was the thought running through my mind.

"Kira… I love Hakaru! I'm sorry!"

"Heh…" Kira suddenly stopped sobbing and made a laughing noise.

"Kira…" I reached out, and she took a step back, causing me to feel a bit of pain.

"H-Hakaru… Akiko. This is so messed up." Kira said softly, almost to herself.

"I know… I didn't mean to-"

"I'm so happy!" Kira suddenly giggled, more tears running down her cheeks.

"Huh?"

"Seeing you two together, I'm not angry. I feel relieved. I feel happy. I don't understand it. I'm really messed up, aren't I? My boyfriend is with another woman, but rather than angry, I feel really excited."

Kira bit one her nails, looking back and forth between the two of us. However, her eyes didn't hold any pain or unhappiness. Rather, she looked intrigued and slightly aroused.

"Kira, I don't think I understand what you mean?" I gave it one last go.

"C-can you two continue?"

"Continue?"

"Mm…" Kira blushed, not able to meet my eyes, "I suddenly got really excited over the thought of watching. Hakaru creampie Akiko. Can you continue? C-can I watch?"

Her eyes were eager and didn't hold a single hint of unwillingness.

"Okay…" I called out, "Then please continue to watch."

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I don't know how we ended up in this situation, but it somehow felt really natural. In the back of my head, there was a voice that said it was weird to fuck my ex-girlfriend while my girlfriend watched, but that voice was quickly silenced by my own horniness. Of course, I also considered that this was some kind of trick. Maybe Kira wanted me to go farther as a means of somehow embarrassing me. Maybe she was filming it or something.

My mind even went so far as to think that she was in cohorts with Derek. I had always known he was a dick, but he had finally revealed his true colors today, deliberately engineering a situation both where he could dump his girlfriend and destroy my relationship. Then again, somewhere in the back of my mind, I felt like I already knew the kind of guy that Derek was. His betrayal almost felt natural to me, like I should have seen it coming from the beginning.

Yet, his betrayal had failed completely, because he didn't understand the kind of woman that Kira was. Hell, I didn't understand it. And by the confused look on Kira's face, she didn't understand it either, but the excitement in her eyes was something that couldn't be faked so easily. She had her mouth slightly open, and she was panting excitedly as she watched me touch the girl under me.

This felt kind of exciting too. My dick which had softened after the interruption, but was back to being fully erect again now. I only realized as I looked back down at Akiko that I hadn't really tried to get her opinion on this whole thing. Before the interruption, I had started sleeping with her without her consent, thinking she was my own girlfriend. Just as we realized the truth, her boyfriend Derek walked in, saw everything and then walked out on her. Worst yet, he had deliberately planned for her to end up like this.

Even now, I still had her pinned to the bed, my erect cock hovering menacingly over her pussy, and was just about to continue while my girlfriend watched, all while barely concerning myself about Akiko's wants or desire. Her face was flushed, and she was shaking slightly, but she had barely spoken since Derek showed up. I wasn't the kind of guy who raped women, at least… I was pretty sure of that. I didn't know why a part of me seemed to approach that thought with doubt.

"Akiko, do you…" I couldn't even say it.

How exactly did you ask a girl to fuck while your girlfriend watched? This was definitely not something that even most pornos could prepare you for.

"Hakaru," She said, her voice filled with excitement. "I want you to continue. When I found out it was you on top of me, I was so happy. I love you, and I love Kira too. Please, it makes me really happy to please both of you, so use me however you want."

There was something really perverse about her words. It wasn't the kind of thing a sane high school girl should say, yet there was a sincerity and truth to them that made it difficult to refute. She meant every word she said. She was happy to give herself to even Kira and me. She was essentially my plaything. I didn't even need to ask. I felt like it didn't matter what I did, what position, or what hole, that she would work her hardest and be happy as long as I was happy. She gave off that kind of feeling.

I raised my hand and lightly stroked her cheek, causing her shaking to increase as she closed her eyes and took in a long-drawn breath.

"Akiko…" I then looked up at Kira. "Kira…"

"Ah!" She made a noise of surprise at me, suddenly addressing her.

"I love you. Both of you. I want to keep both of you and have you be mine. Is that okay with you two?"

"Yes…" Kira said, smiling mysteriously. "That makes me really happy."

"Mm!" Akiko nodded and then blushed. "Now, will you put it in already, you're teasing me too much."

While I had been sitting over her, my cock had been pressed just against her wet cunt, threatening to slip in with a slight thrust, yet I had inadvertently been denying her that pleasure. My dick was actually quite big. It was definitely on the large size, and wouldn't be awkward in a porno. Strangely, I remember it being much smaller, but it had sprung up in the last few months. Was that so-called puberty? I could have sworn I hit that two years ago, but it was probably fine. I just hit the big dick lottery, and the winner was about to be my two girls.

I pushed my hips down, sliding back into the familiar climate of Akiko's pussy. I could feel Kira's eyes on me and hear her gulping as she watched me penetrate her friend. Akiko grabbed my arms and squeezed tightly, panting noisily as I pierced her. She had been intentionally quiet before, but now she had no reason to be quiet. More than that, with Kira watching, she kind of felt a desire to put on a show. I decided to give Kira one.

"Ahhn… ahhhh…" Akiko gasped as I lifted her butt up and angled my dick down, shoving even deeper inside her.

I began to move my hips up and down, providing quick piston thrusts, pounding her wet pussy. Akiko let out cute moaning noises and squirmed under me, so I held her down even more tightly, pumping her with my large cock which honestly looked a bit big for her tiny pussy. It was at a size where a virgin girl would definitely ask if it would really fit. Although Akiko was no virgin, it still was tight enough inside her that she felt her insides being stretched.

"Ahn… Fuck… Hakaru… your dick is so big!" She glanced over my shoulder and instinctively looked back to see that Kira was still there.

She wasn't just waiting. She had found a seat and was sitting down. Her dress was pushed up, and she had her underwear pushed to the side, revealing her tight cunt. She was fingering it with two fingers while watching us, her face flushed and aroused. When Akiko made her declaration, Kira nodded as if agreeing with her.

"Hakaru looks like he's breaking Akiko's womb." She said.

Akiko bit her lower lip. "Mmm… fuck… he's breaking me apart. This feels so amazing, Kira. I can't believe you've never tasted this dick before."

Akiko seemed to be taking on the role of teasing Kira. It seemed like it was rubbing salt on the wound for Kira who walked in on her boyfriend cheating on her, but Akiko's words only seemed to excite her further. She was rubbing her pussy even harder and was even moving her hips, moaning like a slut as she watched her boyfriend bang another woman.

Seeing that euphoric face on Kira, I felt myself grow even more motivated to perform. I had never thought that being watched would be so engaging, but it really brought out more in me. I sped up the pace, putting all of my focus into wrecking Akiko, using all of my stamina. I slammed my dick into her loud enough that it filled the room with the wet noises of flesh slapping against flesh. Female moans filled the room, but it didn't come from just one girl, but two. Kira had pulled down her underwear and scooted forward, putting one leg up on the bed. If I looked back, I'd see her rubbing herself as fast as her fingers would move.

If I looked the other way, Akiko was under me, her eyes rolled back in her head, her mouth open as she let out loud moans of pleasure. I teased her breasts and kissed her neck, and the more I did so, the more I realized I knew exactly how to touch her. It went beyond simply having experience, even though I didn't recall such a time when I had any. This was at the level of being a psychic. I seemed to just know how to touch a woman.

The more I focused on these instincts, the crazier Akiko got. I could feel her pussy gushing and twitching as she reached a climax, yet I still didn't give her any relief from the agony. Instead, I picked up the pace and moved even faster. I moved as fast as my hips could carry me, hitting her in the exact spot my instincts told me to attack. It was barely a minute before she was cumming again.

"C-c-cumming! I'm cumming again!" She sang in a sexy voice, her hips even rising as her back arched in a powerful orgasm.

"H-Hakaru… is this what you would have done to me!" Kira cried out, her voice filled with erotic emotions as well.

"What do you mean, would?" I gasped. "You're getting this next!"

"Oh, my…" She let out a cry and then closed her eyes tightly. "I'm cumming! I'm cumming!"

The words I had just said had pushed her past the limit, and she ended up squirting onto the bed. I could feel some of the hot liquid tickling our feet, but my focus was still on the woman under me, who was I continuing to relentlessly target in every single one of her erogenous zones like I had a textbook that pointed every part of it out.

Of course, even if I was driving her crazy, I had limits too. My hips were growing tired, and my cock had reached its limit.

"I'm going to cum!" I said, biting her ear in just the way I like it.

"Cum in me!" She cried out. "Cum in your slave! Master, cum in your bitch!"

I didn't know why she called me Master or referred to herself as a slave suddenly, but the words were definitely doing it for me.

"Ah… n-no condom!" Kira cried out. "A baby!"

"Fill my womb with your seed!" Akiko cried. "I want Hakaru's baby! Just fill me up with everything!"

"Ahn… Ahn…" Kira who was still masturbating somehow was turned on by those words too and started cumming again.

As for me, I shoved my cock one last time as deeply into her womb as I could go. Akiko was a small Japanese girl, and my cock was quite big, so I reached deep inside her to the point where you could even see it. It was at that point that my balls finally erupted, and with a spasm, large gobs of white, hot baby batter exploded deep inside Akiko.

The feeling of cuming inside was too much for Akiko, and she ended up having yet another orgasm. Her pussy hungrily twitched, sucking in my dick and eating my cum. My dick was happy to oblige. I felt like I hadn't had sex in months. No, it should be that I haven't had sex ever, but the effect was the same. Gobs and gobs of cum shot out into Akiko, whose vagina continued to suck it all up like a vacuum.

Yet, somewhere, in the back of my mind, I had a feeling like there was no way I'd ever get her pregnant. I felt like whoever I fucked, there wouldn't be a baby or even worry about disease. It felt a bit like realizing you had a superpower. I didn't know where the certainty came from, but it felt like no matter who it was, I could seduce any number of women to bed, pleasure them in unimaginable ways, and not even have to worry about common problems with disease, whether I went raw or not.

Any number of women? How had I suddenly grown so perverted? I had only had one woman, and now I had two girlfriends, and yet somehow, my thirst hadn't diminished at all. In fact, it felt like I wanted even more.

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I quietly opened the door and slid into the dark house. After I had cum inside Akiko, the three of us had cleaned ourselves up, checked out and then I took the two girl's home. The trip home had occurred in extremely awkward silence. Kira, who had masturbated while watching her boyfriend with another woman, seemed to have nothing to say. Akiko, who lost her boyfriend and was caught with her ex-boyfriend was just as quiet. As for me, I had my own complicated thoughts that left me feeling strange and confused.

The house was quiet, and it appeared like everyone was asleep. That made sense since it was already one in the morning. That's part of the reason we didn't stay at the hotel longer. The other reason was that after finishing, we were all trying to come to grips with what just happened. I didn't know right now what my position with either girl was. Akiko may still want to try to work things out with Derek. Kira may realize that she really wasn't okay with what happened. One thing was for certain. Our relationships were only going to change after this.

"You have fun, sweetie?"

I jumped, nearly tripping and falling flat on my face as I was walking past the living room. Shooting a look into the darkness, I saw mom sitting there. She was in a bathrobe, and she had a glass of wine in her hand. She was just sitting in the darkness. Had she been waiting up for me? Usually, dad came home earlier, and the pair made noises long into the night until she was too tired to do anything but sleep. At least, that's what I thought.

"Mom? Why are you up?"

"Mmm…" She gave a small smile. "Can't I worry about my son going out late with beautiful women?"

"Mom…"

"Just kidding, I just have a headache and was hoping some tea would relax me."

"That's wine, though."

"Oh?" She smirked, taking another sip. "I just opened a bottle. Do you want some?"

I sighed, "I hope you feel better."

"Can you please comb my hair?" She asked.

"Ah…"

"Please…" Her eyes opened big a way of clear manipulation.

Although her hair was a bit messy, it was more about relaxation. She liked the feel of having her hair combed. This was something I hadn't done since I was a small child. However, I was still too high-strung from earlier to go to sleep, so I figured I might as well. I gave her a nod and then moved to the couch. She got off it and sat in front while I sat on the couch behind her. Her free hand pulled a comb from her robe pocket and handed it to me like she had planned this all out from the beginning. I took it and then gently ran my hands through her black, silky-smooth hair. Mother closed her eyes and leaned against my knees as I steadily began to run the comb through.

After a few strokes, mom spoke. "You never said. Did you have fun?"

"Y-yeah. It was fun."

"How was your first time with Kira?"

"We didn't even have sex- ah! M-mother!" My eyes widened as I realized the indecent question she asked.

Mother chuckled under her breath, but then raised an eyebrow in surprise. "Hmm? You didn't even have sex with her yet?"

"Mom! That's not important, but the answer is no!" I defended.

It was true, after all, so I didn't even need to lie to her.

"You seem like you're telling the truth." She turned her head and suddenly sniffed. "But you've definitely just been having sex, so it wasn't with Kira? Has my son been cheating? And on prom night!"

"Ah! Wh-what are you saying?" My hand stopped combing her hair.

"Don't be so naïve." She rolled her eyes, turning away. "I'm an experienced woman. Of course, I know what a woman's sex smells like. I can definitely know when my son's crotch reeks of it."

"I c-cleaned up!" I coughed, turning away in embarrassment.

"I didn't say stop!" She responded, pinching my foot. "Keep going! And tell me why you slept with someone who wasn't your girlfriend!"

I bit my lip as I thought as I continued to stroke her hair. This time, I just used my fingers, running them through her hair gently. My first impulse was to tell her about Derek. I wanted to complain about how he set me up and how destructive his actions had been. Yet, at the end of any complaint, I'd realize the truth would come out. Therefore, I just decided to say it.

"I had sex with Akiko."

"Your ex-girlfriend? Hmm… she's a good Japanese girl, just like Kira. She is a loyal girl, as long as you train her early and make her know who is boss. I approve. Does Kira know?"

"She knows. She… um… watched." For some reason, I didn't feel like I could lie to her, and I found honest answers coming out despite the horror I was feeling in my gut over telling mom such personal and sensitive things.

She let out a laugh. "My, my… my son had an exciting night indeed."

My expression fell as she said that. It wasn't that she was wrong. Rather, I had loved every minute of it. Yet, there was some kind of voice in me saying that this was wrong.

"Mom…" I said, my voice shaking slightly. "I… really like Akiko, but I also really like Kira. I want them both. That's not very… I mean…"

How could I ask my mother if I were scum? What if she said yes?

"Can you rub my temples?" She suddenly asked.

"What? Ah, yeah…" I lowered my hands down.

"Did I ever tell you how I met your father?"

"No… I mean, I know you were a shrine maiden or something?"

"Haha… yes, I suppose you've heard part of my life from before. You probably know that I was quite a wild child when I was younger."

"Didn't they call you Hellcat?"

"Mm… in my youth, I suppose I was quite the hellcat." She chuckled to herself and wiped her eyes. "For four years, I did whatever I wanted and didn't think of the consequences. I stole what I wanted. Whether it was men, power, and wealth, I had it all."

"What happened?"

"I woke up." She shook her head. "No, not some revelation. I woke up lying in some kind of derelict shrine. The last two weeks of my life, I couldn't remember. Apparently, I had been even worse than usual, and my actions had put the fear of a goddess into all of my allies and enemies. No one dared to even think of pursuing me based on past grudges. However, I couldn't remember any of it."

"Really?"

"Well, the shrine's priest had an interesting theory. He claimed that a goddess had possessed my body, one I had the greatest affinity with, whatever that means. She led my body to that shrine, and before leaving, she left him a message. Well, It was a prophecy, but to me, it felt more like orders.

"She said that I would become a shrine maiden at this shrine and that I would bear the child of a certain man."

"R-really? What for? Did you get anything out of it?"

"She said if I did it, I would find a man I love more than life itself, and that I would be one of his women."

"One!"

"Hehe… well, that was how I acted when the shrine priest told me this. I was about to tell him to shove it, but then I found out about the nature of the shrine. Apparently, it was a shrine to the god of many loves."

"God of many loves?"

"That's what they call him. He was a polygamy god, I think. A god of harems. He was once popular, supposedly, but then he went dormant. He represents the dark feelings in every man's heart, the desire to pursue more women, outside of his own commitments."

"So, you became a shrine maiden of polygamy?"

"You make it sound bad when you say it like that!" She pouted, "But yet, I was a shrine maiden of the god of many loves. The polygamous god. Rub lower, my neck, yes…"

I moved my hands down and rubbed her neck, still fascinated by her story. I couldn't imagine my mother doing something like that.

"Wh… well… I mean…" I had trouble forming a question.

"Why did I go through with it?" She smirked and then shrugged. "I was a rebellious teenager. The priest was kind of cute, and I thought I could enjoy some polygamous… ahem… sex…"

"Mom!"

"It's true!" She blushed. "Please don't think less of me, but I definitely thought I'd get to enjoy many men this way. I even hoped at landing a few married ones for the fun of it."

"I-I thought you were a virgin when you met dad?"

She laughed. "Who said I wasn't? Just because I had such dirty thoughts didn't mean I ever went all the way. I was just a young girl at the time."

"Oh…" I lowered my head, feeling a bit bad I was thinking the worst of mom, "So, that's how you met father?"

"Your grandfather wasn't just the shrine head but it's greatest supporter. He used to be a businessman, but he put his wealth into the shrine. He had a wife and a mistress, and he had a dream of introducing them to each other and having them be equal lovers at the start of his own harem. It was enough that he single-handedly kept it afloat, even. His son, your father, I began to realize was the man from the prophecy. He was the man I had to have a baby with.

Your grandfather ended up losing his mistress and his wife in his attempt to live the dream, so he naturally pulled away from the shrine. However, at that point, I was already two months pregnant with your sister. Somehow, his mother found out about it, and still upset over her cheating husband, forced your father to take responsibility and marry me. That's how we ended up together."

"That's not very romantic!" I made a face.

"Yes, well, he was supposed to be the man I loved more than life itself. He was supposed to be my everything. I was supposed to be one of his many women."

"You say that like it's a bad thing!"

She shrugged. "I've always wanted sisters. I was an only child. The thought of having other girls I could share my deepest darkest secrets with. Girls that knew intimate details about my man, or gave me fresh views on him. It would be nice. Instead, my husband only screws other women and lies about it. I don't mind if he's with other women, but he won't share them with me. He won't share his life with me."

"What are you talking about? You and dad do it all the time? How could he be cheating?"

She blinked in confusion and then smiled. "Ah… that's right. He's home most of the time these days, isn't he? He's been a very dutiful husband."

Even though she said those words, something about her smile seemed fake. I could feel like she was putting on a front. I lowered my hands down and hugged her from behind. She let out a cute noise.

"Ah! H-Hakaru?" She turned to me.

Her fruit wine breath tickled my nose as my face sat only inches from hers.

"I don't know what your problem with your father is, just know that I will always be yours."

"Oh…" Her eyes teared up, "Oh, Hakaru…"

Her face started to lean towards mine. Just as her lips touched mine, my hands tightened. Her mouth opened and she let out a moan.

"Ahhhnnn… H-H-Hakaru!" She made a very erotic noise that confused me.

I looked down and realized my hands had slipped all the way down and into her robe. I had her breasts in my hand, and I was squeezing them with my hands. She was looking up at me with half-closed eyes, red cheeks, and a very erotic expression. Furthermore, I was rock hard, and it was pressing against the back of her shoulders in a very obvious way.

My eyes landed on her bottle of wine on the table. Didn't she say she just opened it? The bottle was nearly empty! Mom was much drunker than she let on! I can't believe I was feeling up my drunk mom! I was really scum.

I pulled my hands out of her robe and then tried to help her back to standing position. It was at this point I realized she could barely stand.

"Hakaru… baby… I love you so much." She said. "Please make me yours."

"Okay, mom…" I panted, trying to help her into her bedroom now.

Her hand had reached out, and she was stroking my boner through the pants. It really was too much. I wanted nothing more than to push her down. My only saving grace was dad wasn't home to see this. As to where he was, I had no guess.

"I don't love him. I never did. Please claim me." She dizzily moaned as I tossed her on the bed.

"You're drunk, mom," I said, taking a breath as I tried to get control of myself. Mom was lying on the bed now in a very lewd way, her robe exposing one tit and her legs open exposing everything else.

"When you make your harem… please leave room for mommy." She said, looking up at me blearily.

"Okay, mom."

She gave a smile. This one looked real and genuine. "Bring me lots of sisters. I'll teach them how to make Hakaru very happy."

Her head flopped back, and her eyes started to close. I used the opportunity to flee the room. I shut the door, leaning back against it and breathing hard. What the hell just happened? I could barely keep my hands off her and vice versa? In a single night, I went from a loving boyfriend to a two-timing guy who'd even fuck his own mother! Just who the hell was I?

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Prom occurred on a Friday. After sleeping until past noon, I woke up Saturday evening. The previous night still felt like a dream. I couldn't believe I had slept with Akiko. On top of that, I was still dating Kira. Then there was the strange stuff that happened with my mom the night before. I couldn't dwell on it, because the sound of thumping and the moans next door which had woken me were too distracting to think of anything. I kicked the wall.

"Will you guys quit it!"

This was the wall to my parent's room. It sounded like dad had returned home to give mother extra attention. That was actually the reason I ended up waking up. It irritated me listening to it. A flash of mother half-naked on the bed from the night before entered my mind, and I shook it off.

Trying to cut out the noise, I looked through my phone. I had received a few voice messages. One was from Akiko, asking if I was okay. Another was from Kira, asking basically the same. I considered trying to meet up with either of them, but the whole thought of it felt awkward after everything that happened. Usually, the person I would talk to about this kind of thing was Derek, but that was naturally impossible now.

That was when I remembered a random person I had run into the night before. Fishing in my pocket, I pulled out the number of the punk girl named Mary. Was it really okay to contact her? I was dating one girl, having an affair with another, and now I wanted to hang out with a third girl. However, Mary seemed like the type who'd listen and understand. She was a psychic or something, so she'd probably be really good to talk to, as long as she didn't start charging me by the hour. I decided to go ahead and call her. The phone rang only once before it was picked up.

"Hello?" A relaxed, pretty voice came over the phone.

"Hey… this is Hakaru… um… not even sure if I told you that last night. I'm the guy you met in the convenience store? I was wondering if you wanted to hang out."

"Ah? Hakaru? That's quick!"

"Huh?"

"Oh… it's just, I knew you'd call, but I didn't think you'd do it so quickly."

"Is that bad?'

"Not at all! Rather, let's meet at that old coffee house. You know the one?"

"Yeah, I know it."

I got dressed quickly and then headed out of my room. Taking one complicated look at mom and dad's room, I shook my head and continued on. I was surprised to see Maria in the kitchen. Her music was playing in her room, and I had also never seen her cook before.

"Hey, sis."

She looked up at me and then back down.

"Woah… what's with the cold shoulder?"

Actually, I remembered that we never really got along. She thought I was a perverted freak, and I thought she was a slutty hoe. However, I felt for reasons I couldn't even recall that our relationship had been doing better recently. Yet, now she was glaring at me like she used to do.

"You're leaving." She spoke just as I thought that she wasn't going to say anything.

"Uh… yeah, going to hang out with a friend."

She hadn't worded it like a question, but I decided to answer that way anyway. She only gave a slow nod while she blankly stared in the fridge, clearly having no clue what she was looking for.

"D-did you want me to make you something to eat before I go?" I asked.

After another moment looking into the fridge, she nodded with a blush on her cheeks. She closed the door and walked around the kitchen counter, sitting at the table. I went into the kitchen and pulled out some rice and put it in the rice cooker, then started sautéing some vegetables from a bag in the freezer. It didn't take very long to finish, so it'd probably be fine if I was a little late. Maria didn't say anything though, making the cooking a slow and arduous process. When I finished, I put the plate in front of her.

With the task done, I was going to turn and leave, but just as I pulled my hand away, she reached out and grabbed it. I glanced back with a look of surprise on my face, staring down at where she was holding my hand. She wasn't looking at me, but down at her plate, her expression unreadable.

"What is it?" I asked, furrowing my brow.

"Dreams…"

"Huh?"

"I've been having… dreams lately."

"That's fine?"

She glanced away, blushing. "Not these dreams."

"Ah… I'm sorry…" I really didn't know what to say to her.

My sister was definitely acting odd. She usually dated an endless stream of guys, but lately, she had just been staying in her room all the time. She had grown very introverted lately, and I had no clue why.

"Do… do you ever feel like things aren't the way they are supposed to be?" She asked.

I thought about it for a moment, remembering my own experiences last night where I seemed to go out of control. I could probably just blame that on the punch bowl though. There was probably something wrong with it.

"Maria… if you want something to change, you have to make it change." I said.

"R-really…" This caused Maria to shake slightly.

I nodded thoughtfully. "If you feel things should be a different way, then you should make things that way."

"B-but what if… that involves someone else?"

"Like a crush?"

"S-something like that."

"Don't take no for an answer."

"Isn't that… a little rapey?"

I shrugged. "I don't know about all that. But if you want someone, you should take them. I'm not saying you should hurt someone or commit a crime. However, the person you love is the person you love. If you want them, then you should pursue them regardless of things like whether they are in a relationship. If you know you can make them happy, then you should do so."

"And what if they are already with someone else?"

"Steal them… and if you come to realize that is impossible, then learn to share."

"Sh-share!"

I laughed, scratching the back of my head as I suddenly realized the kind of stuff, I was telling my sister. For a brief moment, the words I was saying felt so right. However, it probably wasn't the best advice. Take what you wanted? Share your loved ones? Those were bold thoughts that a guy like me didn't have the right to even think. I finally pulled my hand away from her and gave her a farewell.

Maria barely looked at me. She seemed completely lost in thought. I hoped she didn't take my words too seriously. I didn't even know where they were coming from. Although, now that I said it out loud, sharing Akiko and Kira was an option, wasn't it? We had agreed to it last night. I just wasn't sure I could be so bold as to keep two girlfriends. Now that I had that conversation with Maria, all of that was brought right back to the surface.

By the time I took a bus and managed to get to that old coffee shop, it was about the only thing on my mind. The coffee shop she was speaking about was a teenager's spot. They had coffee, couches, and music. It was a very platonic place to go. Compared to the place that Kira's brother tried to set up, it was definitely much more PG, but for that reason, it had also been around for as long as I could remember.

I immediately could pick Mary out of a crowd. Not only was she very beautiful, but she definitely stood out with fishnets, dyed hair, and tight shorts. She was an incredible beauty, and she was definitely drawing the eyes of many of the guys in that room. Yet, when she saw me and broke into a big smile and waved excitedly, I could feel a lot of jealous looks in my direction. Her actions were so innocent and wholesome; I suddenly felt like I wanted to have my way with her.

Calm down, Hakaru. You came here just to have a conversation.

Mary is just some kookie psychic girl you decided to chat with over girl problems. She was not another potential love interest. How could I really start pursuing another woman after already having Kira and Akiko? In fact, this place had many students from my school, which included those giving dirty looks. I wouldn't put it past them to take pictures or otherwise try to inform Kira that I was cheating on her to cause problems. I suddenly didn't feel so good coming out to such a public location to meet a cute girl.

I quickly gestured her to a corner in the back under the gaze of many angry men. Mary followed without question, but she did have a bit of an amused look on her face as if she guessed what was going on. She had already ordered a large, sugary drink, and she had a coffee which she put in front of me.

"I hope you don't mind coffee. You can put whatever you want in it."

"It's fine. Um, how are you doing?' I asked, suddenly feeling awkward in coming here.

She smiled happily. "Better now that you are here. I was afraid you'd stand me up."

I blinked. "What, I'd never do that!"

She blushed cutely. "Ah… I didn't mean… I guess I'm a little rusty to this kind of thing."

"Ah…" I looked away, afraid I'd end up staring if I watched her too closely. "It's fine."

She smiled, looking relieved as she took a drink of something iced and covered in chocolate. "Mmm… tasty."

"If you drink too many of those, you'll get fat." I watched in horror as I said such inappropriate words.

I was repeating words my mom had often said to my sister instinctively. I wouldn't be surprised if she got angry at me. However, she only laughed it off while taking another sip.

"Are you worried about my looks, Hakaru?" she asked mischievously.

"Ah, no, I mean… what I mean is…"

"Well, it's fine. I like the taste. I feel it's okay to cheat everyone in a while. After all, how can someone avoid temptation forever? As long as you return to what is… healthier, then you'll be better. In fact, one could say that it is the healthy lifestyle that makes those moments so exhilarating, don't you think?"

"Uh, yeah, sure, of course." I agreed, not really knowing what she was talking about.

"So, how did last night go?"

"What?" I looked up.

"You bought condoms… didn't you have a girlfriend?"

"Right…" I breathed easier.

For some reason, I felt like I was cheating or something, but she already knew about my girlfriend. There was no way she was interested in anything more. It was just friendship or something. I was really looking way too much into things here.

"Okay… so here's what happened."

I was going to give her a truncated version, but the more I talked, the more I realized I couldn't hold back. I ended up telling her exactly what happened, from me ending up with Akiko to Derek's sick plan, which I still didn't even know if it was over yet. The only thing that I skipped was the part where I finished with Akiko while Kira watched. That was too much to tell anyone.

At first, I thought she'd be disgusted or horrified. Instead, she seemed a bit thoughtful. After a moment of thinking about what I had said, she gave herself a nod.

"So, who will you pick?"

"Huh?"

"Akiko, or Kira? Which girl do you love?"

"Um… both?"

She let out a laugh. It was pretty and held no condescension or scorn.

"Is that really fair?"

"What? I mean… they both care for me. So, if I had both, then… everyone is happy."

"Perhaps…" She responded, taking a sip.

"Why, what are you thinking?" I demanded.

She shook her head. "I don't doubt you care for them both, but your time and energy are finite. At some point, one girl is going to get less than the other, right? It's impossible to be fair in such a relationship. That's why I feel it's better if you pick one girl to be with. Yet, the other girl will be hurt for a time. However, time heals, and she'll be free to move on and find a guy who can dedicate all his love for one girl. It'd be… healthier for everyone."

I frowned hearing her words. They were exactly the opposite of the words I had just spoken to Maria, but there was a ring of truth to them. I had worried that I wouldn't be able to make either girl happy.

"Then again… there is a third option."

"A third?" I looked up.

She smiled gently. "If you can't pick which girl, it's probably because neither girl is capable of giving you everything that you want. The best woman for you is the woman who fills all of your needs. So, if Kira and Akiko are insufficient, then maybe the best course of action is to dump them, and find the woman who really can satiate… all of your desires."

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I ended up spending most of Friday talking with Mary. She was surprisingly easy to get along with. She was beautiful, had a cute side and a mischievous side, and she had a beautiful laugh. Deep into the evening, we ended up walking along the beach. As for what we talked about, it was all kinds of things. Where did we see our future? What were our interests? These were things I didn't even know about my own girlfriend. Yet, Mary had a fascinating life.

"Do you have a boyfriend of your own?" I found myself asking as we continued to walk, listening to the waves hit the shore.

She lowered her head, a weak smile on her face. "I do."

I felt my heart drop a bit. I knew it wasn't fair. I had two girls I was fighting over, and I talked about them a lot of the night. She hadn't mentioned her own dating at all, though. I didn't have the right to feel angry about it, but a part of me wanted to monopolize her.

"You haven't mentioned him."

"He hasn't been around much in my life." She said, a frown forming on her face.

"I'm sorry if you don't want to talk about it…"

"No, it's fine." She reached out and grabbed my arm. "I don't want to keep anything from you. You've been so honest with me."

"Ah…" I smiled awkwardly, knowing even with her I wasn't completely honest.

"When my relationship with him started, I thought it would last forever, you know? But his eyes always wandered toward other women. One, in particular, she was a vindictive girl who liked to steal guys from other women."

"S-seriously?"

She nodded seriously. "Yeah, she didn't even like the men. She had no desire to keep them. She just wanted to play. After she was done playing, she'd runoff. Relationships are hard, Hakaru. They require effort. She was easy… and flighty… and that appeals to a lot of men."

"Wow… that sounds really bad."

"I'm not beyond guilt either. I… used my popularity to suppress her, and I clung to my boyfriend too hard, afraid to let him leave. However, recently, I've started to realize that it was wrong. Nothing lasts forever, and people change."

"What are you saying?"

She stopped and turned to me. I realized that my hands were in hers. I felt my heart beating faster as she looked at me with a smile.

"I don't love him anymore."

I started to feel a glimmer of hope. "Then, shouldn't you break it off with him?"

She gave a weak smile. "I'm… afraid. I don't want to be alone."

"Why are you telling me this?"

She reached up and wiped a tear from her cheek, taking a breath. "Ah… sorry… I just wanted you to understand me. You're cute, and I like you."

"I… like you too."

With her eyes just faintly teary, and having just told me personal things about herself, Mary was coming off as extremely appealing. She looked beautiful in the light of the sunset, and she was looking at me with a lost look that made me want to hold her and make all of her worries go away. I found my arms wrapping around her delicate form. Mary leaned against me, her head falling to my chest. After holding each other like that for a few moments, she looked up, her lips full of color and inviting.

We started moving toward each other, about to kiss, but just at the last second, she turned away. "I'm sorry, I can't…"

"That's… I'm sorry, I shouldn't have pushed." I apologized back.

"No… it's fine. It's okay to push a little." She laughed nervously. "I do mean it… I really like you, Hakaru."

"I have a girlfriend… and even that's a mess. You have a boyfriend."

"We… could leave them. We could just have each other…" She suggested quietly.

"I don't know what I want in life. What if I cheat?"

"If you cheat… then I'll do better." She responded, her hands tightening on my arms. "I'll make you happy where I couldn't manage with him."

I lifted an arm and stroked a strand of hair out of her eyes. "Come on. It's getting late."

We headed to the road and took a bus, holding hands the entire way. Every time I looked back at her, she'd blush cutely. She really was a fun and interesting girl.

"When can we meet again?" I asked as I started taking her back to her place."

"Hm… maybe Wednesday night?"

"Are you sure you're okay with that?"

She smiled. "Mm!'

She got off at her stop in front of a gated community of apartments. She said that it was impossible to bring a stranger into her house so late at night. It was a shame, but also good as well. I didn't want to rush things with her. On the other hand, I seemed to remember my first two girlfriends becoming a disaster because I didn't push things. Maybe I should be a little more forceful with her?

I shook my head. No, I was dating Kira. It was Kira I should be forceful with. I had slept with Akiko, but I still hadn't been with my own girlfriend. If that wasn't an ample opportunity for her to leave me, then I don't know what was. I absolutely had to set up a time and get with Kira. Pulling out my phone, I sent her a text. I asked her if she was available to hang out tomorrow.

This was the first message I had sent since the awkward date the night before. She responded immediately that it was fine. We agreed to meet at her place. In my mind, I was already preparing to have sex with her. Damn… was there something wrong with me? After having such a time with Mary, my immediate inclination was to go bone my girlfriend. Is it because I didn't want to feel like I was cheating? Or because I felt horny after spending all day on a somewhat platonic date.

It wasn't even really a date in the first place! It was just two acquaintances hanging out. We didn't even do anything! Kira was my girlfriend. She was the girl I was going to have tomorrow. There was no point in dwelling on it much longer.

By the time I finished the conversation over the phone and set up the time I'd stop over, The bus was pulling to the stop near my house. The sun had already set, and it was dark outside now. It was just the right time to get home without getting yelled at. I noticed that dad's car was gone. When I entered the house, it was dark, so my immediate assumption was that mom and dad were out.

That was nice. Mom and dad deserved some time out together. That thought suddenly felt off and inappropriate. A sudden memory of her declaring she didn't love him and wanted me instead appeared in my mind. I shook my head, refusing to accept those weird thoughts. Mom was just drunk and saying random stuff. Why did I feel like her relationship with dad was in a bad place? It didn't matter. I had my own problems to worry about.

Getting myself a Ramune from the fridge, I headed into my room. Taking a drink and putting it on the nightstand, I lay down in bed and closed my eyes. Just as I was about to slip off to sleep, I heard a sound of my door shutting. I opened my eyes into the darkness. I realized there was a form standing in my doorway. I went for my light, but before I could get my fingers on it, the person had jumped on me. In shock, I barely fought back as they grabbed my hands and tied them to the headboard.

The other reason I didn't fight back as they did this was that I could see bare naked flesh. They had a robe on, but it was undone, and it revealed the beautiful porcelain skin of a woman. She had a scarf wrapped around her head, hiding her face, but she was undeniably a naked woman. My mind started to run through. She wasn't curvy enough to be my mother. Maybe she was Kira? No, the tits were too small. Akiko? Why would Akiko break into my bed and tie me to the bed? Why would anyone break into my room and tie me to the bed?

That answer came a moment later when I felt my pants being fiddled with. Cool, soft hands ended up grabbing my dick and pulling it out. Gripping the shaft, she started to rub it against her own, hot genitals. The feeling left me completely shocked. I still barely could grasp what was going on, but my body reacted accordingly, and I grew hard. The woman slid it inside her crotch, and I let out a moan.

My sister next door wasn't playing loud music. If I just yelled, I could probably get her attention, but I was completely frozen as I watched the mysterious figure start to rock her hips and ride my cock. She was moving with a need and desperation that caused my brain to turn numb and my body to feel aroused. After already having a date with a few hot and bothered moments that came to nothing, this level of eroticism was out of the world.

I had no clue who the woman on top of me was. Her body was perfect, but I couldn't place it against a face at all. This couldn't be Mary, could it?

"Mar-" She suddenly put her hand over my mouth, as if afraid I'd finish that name.

It had clearly caught her off guard. It really was Mary? I was reaching out completely when I had that thought, but she had all but confirmed it, hadn't she? So, she was unwilling to cheat openly on her boyfriend, but she would sneak into my house at night and have her way with me? This was all too strange, but then again, I was the one being tied to the bed.

"I've really been wanting this." I panted, deciding to enjoy Mary's tight pussy to its fullest.

Her body shuddered for a second, and then she reached out and touched my chest affectionately. She then put her palms on my chest and used them to push up and down faster and faster, riding my cock for all it was worth. The bed even squeaked a bit. Seeing as Maria used to have sex all the time late at night in her room, it only served her right if she had to listen to me doing it with someone. As for mom and dad, I wouldn't be as unconcerned if I believed they were home.

I let my moans and pants fill the room, although if I made a noise too loud, she'd cutely freak out and try to cover my mouth. I really wanted to kiss her, but she seemed content to hide her body, even though I had already figured out who it was. Her skin was pale, her body was skinny, with two lumps for breasts, it was really obvious now that I thought about it.

"Ah… I'm cumming. I'm going to cum in you Mary," I moaned, she put her hand over my mouth again, and I playfully bit her palm.

Her body started to shudder, and I could feel her climaxing over my dick. At that point, I had also reached my end. I ended up unloading my cum deep inside Mary. Well, it wasn't like I could stop if I wanted to. She had me tied down.

As I came, I looked up at her. "I love you…"

I didn't know if that's how I actually felt. In truth, I barely knew her. However, after such an incredible date, the words came out. Perhaps, I was a romantic and a bit of an idiot, but I couldn't help myself.

Her body finished spasming, and she fell down on my chest. The pair of us remained like that, panting and sharing body warmth as my cock slowly softened insider her pussy. She reached her arms around me and gave me a hug.

"I love you too, brother." She murmured.

With that, she stood up, and grabbing her robe, fled the room without even bothering to untie my restraints. However, I was frozen on the spot from the moment she hugged me. Only when the door behind her closed did I finally manage to speak.

"B-brother?"

Not Mary, Maria! My sister? My sister just raped me! She tied me to a bed and fucked me! I came in my sister!

"Oh… shit!"

Things were getting even more complicated.

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The next morning, I left my room and gave a complicated look at my sister's closed door next to mine. Her typical music was playing loudly, shutting off the world. I couldn't even begin to fathom what had happened the night before. She had left me tangled up and tied to the headboard, but thankfully it wasn't too complicated of a knot, and I was able to get myself loose after a few minutes of struggle. However, the thing that left me completely flustered was the reality that we had sex.

She was my sister, yet she had put on a mask and snuck into my room and had me. In the end, she had even told me she loved me. I was absolutely certain it was her. No matter how many times I replayed the scene in my mind, I couldn't imagine her saying anything but 'Brother'. That body that I had lusted over was my sister's body. That snatch that had felt so warm and tight was my sister's pussy! I was deep in it now.

Rather than simplifying my life by deciding on Akiko or Kira, I had made it many times more complicated by adding my sister. Wait, was she really on the list as well? Was I seriously considering having a continuing relationship with my sister? Something about last night just felt natural and right. I truly did love that woman. At the time, I thought I was just paying lip service by saying those words, but knowing the target of them, I realized that I did genuinely feel that way. I loved my sister, and just like the first two, I didn't want to give her up.

My sister used to bring guys home every night, but even the mere thought of it happening now filled me with anger and frustration. Maria was my woman! I could only smile crookedly as I shook my head. How shameless was I really becoming? What would happen next? Checking the clock, I cursed myself over how late I slept in. This would be the last day I could as school was on Monday, but I did plan to hang out with Kira today.

I quickly cleaned up and got dressed. I dressed casual nice, including cologne. As I realized I was planning to go to Kira's house like I was planning to have sex with her, I could only shake my head again. I was the worst. Yet, I couldn't stop myself either. I tasted Akiko and Maria. I still needed to have Kira. If I could have both girls, I could have all three! What Mary had suggested earlier was pushed to the back of my mind at that moment.

I left my house and biked to Kira's house. It didn't take long to reach. After parking my bike, I was knocking on the door. I had even brought a small gift of a rose. It was corny, but I felt like at least with one of the women I was going to be with, I might try a little romance, especially how bad I flopped it up on prom night.

The person who answered the door wasn't Kira, but her mother and my teacher, Mrs. Sasori Fukumi. I realized that something was wrong. Her eyes were red, and her makeup was smudged. She had been crying before I came here.

"Is everything alright?" I asked, furrowing my brow.

"Hakaru? What are you doing here?" She asked in surprise.

"Huh? I came to hang out with Kira? We agreed to meet around this time today?"

"R-really?" She sniffed, gesturing to let me in. "I'm sorry, she's not here right now."

Since she invited me in, it felt rude to not come in. I took off my shoes, although I knew that Kira's mom didn't run a household that held to such restrictions. She was wearing sandals herself, and a nightgown she hadn't taken off from the night before. In fact, now that I noticed, it was a bit revealing, showing a bit of cleavage and only going down to her knees, showing off her legs as well. It was inappropriate, at least for me as a student, to be seeing a teacher in such a situation.

"Kira left a bit earlier. She didn't mention that you were dropping by. I guess that she had forgotten by accident?" Mrs. Fukumi offered.

"Really?" I frowned at her words.

Kira had definitely told me to come around this time, but she had already left to do something. A certain feeling in my groin was let down a bit. I had been getting excited once again over the prospect of having my girlfriend, only for those hopes to be dashed without reason. It wasn't to the point I was upset or worried, but it felt a little awkward being alone with my homeroom teacher, especially given that she was in nothing but a nightie while also acting emotionally vulnerable.

"I'm sorry. If she had mentioned anything, I would have let you know. She might be back soon. Do you want to wait? I can make you some tea if you'd like."

"Uh… sure." For some reason, I had the feeling like Mrs. Fukumi was happier with me here than before.

I didn't have anything else to do today. Kira probably just had a silly moment and would return quickly, so it was best to just wait. I did send her a text while I was waiting, though, yet she didn't respond to it before Mrs. Fukumi returned. She put down a plate and a cup of tea. The plate had snacks on it that she had prepared.

"You didn't have to…" I said awkwardly.

"No, it's fine. I just had to thaw them in the microwave. So, don't hold back." She smiled at me.

When she was in the kitchen, it was clear she had fixed her makeup and hair and now looked a bit more presentable. However, her puffy red eyes that had been crying were difficult to cover up, and she had an intense feeling of sadness radiating from her. She hadn't acted this sad when her husband had ended up in prison. Then again, she had been sleeping around with my fath- wait… what? Why did I have that thought? I could only shake my head in confusion.

"Sensei, um tomorrow… for class…" I tried to start up a conversation, so those strange thoughts left my brain.

Pain flashed across Mrs. Fukumi's face, and she turned away, grabbing her chest. This time, it was so clear that I instinctually stood up and grabbed her shoulder. I had never grabbed my teacher like this. She was my teacher and my girlfriend's mother. Why was I suddenly being so bold and touching her without permission? Rather than get angry, Mrs. Fukumi reached over and touched the back of my hand. There was something strangely intimate about that touch as she looked back at me tearfully.

"What's wrong, Sensei?" I asked, my voice stronger and more certain, using a tone I should never have used on my superior.

"I've… I'm not your Sensei anymore." She said, a tear running down her cheek.

"Wh-what?"

"No one in the class knows about this yet. I only found out yesterday, and as for Kira, it might be why she forgot to contact you. I was… let go, the other day."

"What!" My hand tensed on her shoulder, and Mrs. Fukumi's cheeks turned pink at the way I was looking at her. "How did this happen?"

"You remember my husband, don't you?"

My eyes flashed in confusion for a moment. "Right, the vice principal. He was blackmailing students or something."

Her expression turned bitter. "During the investigation, it was suggested that I knew about what was happening and perhaps even helped."

"That's ridiculous! It's not true. What evidence do they have?"

"First, the fact that I haven't finalized my divorce with him yet, despite everything."

"That… you didn't divorce him because I…" my mind went black again, and for the first time, I felt very irritated.

Why did my brain keep getting confused? It was like there was something I was supposed to know that was being kept from me. I felt like she didn't divorce her husband for me, because I asked her to. Why would I ask her to? Something about points? It was all too confusing. Do you ever feel like things aren't the way they are supposed to be? That was a question my sister had asked. In response, I told her to change things to the way they were supposed to be. Then she snuck into my bedroom. Was that why she did it?

"Hakaru…" She didn't notice the thoughts on my face because she had her head lowered as tears continued to flow. "There is correspondence that was found, implying I had relations with a student."

"You wouldn't…" The word suddenly caught in my throat, like I felt like this wasn't necessarily true.

That was an awful thing to think about my Sensei, but something told me she was the kind of girl where this might have been possible. In fact, it was almost like I could remember it happening. Or, was she sleeping with my father? No, Father was loyal to Mother. There is no way he'd cheat on her. No, he was a cheater, a complete cheater.

As I argued mentally, my hand must have tightened on her shoulder, as Mrs. Fukumi made a pained noise and removed my hand. Yet, with it in her hand, she didn't let go. I noticed that Mrs. Fukumi didn't seem so big or mighty as she did when she was in a place of authority. Rather, she was shorter than me, and she was just as beautiful as her daughter.

"The superintendent has taken personal control of the investigation. Apparently, a principal at an all-girls school had allowed some male students to attend her school, and subsequently turned them, well… it's better to keep some things quiet." She blushed. "The point is, they have been looking at the entire district and are cracking down on anyone acting out of line. I just was unlucky with who I chose as a husband."

"That's not true," I said, squeezing her hands. "You can't be held accountable for the actions of that bastard."

"Hakaru…" She shivered for a second, and then gave me a strange look. "This is okay, I think. I deserve to have this happen."

"What are you saying? Mrs. Fukumi, this is completely unacceptable!" I responded angrily.

Mrs. Fukumi smiled suddenly. "It makes me happy seeing Hakaru getting mad on my behalf."

"Mrs. Fukumi… no, it should be Miss Fukumi!" I declared.

"You can call me Sasori now."

"How could I do that?"

"Hakaru… the truth is, I haven't been a good teacher or a good mother." She responded with a tinge of sadness in her smile.

"What are you saying?"

"Even if I didn't sleep with any student, I think if too much more time had passed, I definitely would have."

"Wh-what?" I let go of her hands, my eyes wide in shock.

These words definitely caught me off guard. She was my teacher and my girlfriend's mother, but she had all but admitted to lusting after a student. As soon as the shock faded, for some reason, I felt agitation. This guy who had caught my teacher's interest, I really wanted to beat him up.

"Hakaru…"

"Who is it?" I demanded.

"Ah…" She blushed. "H-how can I say?"

I grabbed both of her shoulders this time, not realizing my face was only inches from hers. Somehow, I absolutely had to know who this guy was. If I didn't, I would never have peace. My actions had caused Mrs. Fukumi to grow flustered, but after a few moments, she looked into my eyes and her resolve melted.

"It's you… stupid." She said, so quietly it was almost a whisper.

Somehow, a part of me knew that she'd say it was me. Sensei… wanted to sleep with me? Feelings started to flood into my heart that felt like they had been locked away. I loved Kira. I loved Akiko. I loved Maria, and I loved Sasori. How could that be? Yet, I suddenly became certain that Sasori meant the world to me, and was just as important as any of the others.

"Sasori…" I said her first name for the first time.

She shivered. "I'm not your teacher any longer, so what we do is no longer anyone's business."

That wasn't true. There was still Kira to think about. However, her mind wasn't on her daughter at the moment, and neither was mine. The loss of her position had made her vulnerable, and the only man she could lean on right now was me. We slowly embraced, and our bodies did the rest.

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My mind was exploding with wide-eyed wonder as my lips locked onto the lips of my teacher. She felt like her daughter, but there was a more mature feeling. Our tongues explored each other's mouths boldly, and I pulled Mrs… no… Sasori against me tightly. Her large, soft chest pressed against mine, and her hands didn't hesitate to hold me tightly as if she couldn't get enough of my body. Was any of this real?

"Hakaru…" She moaned as her lips broke from mine, "I've wanted you so bad."

Her words were echoing my own thoughts. I realized that since I started dating Kira, I had also had a secret desire for her mother. I had kept it buried down, but now that desire was bursting forth, and I couldn't contain it anymore. Grabbing her hand, I guided her to the couch and then sat her down. Sasori's cheeks were flushed, and she was looking at me with a raw and untamable desire. There was definitely nothing nefarious. She truly did want me.

I lowered myself to my knees, and then my hands started to slide up her long skirt. She gasped at first, reaching out to grab and stop my hands, but they came up short, and she could only look down at me while biting her lip while I found her underwear. She raised her buttocks and helped me pull it down and off. She was wearing something black and lacey. It would have been scandalous if she was seen in such underwear at school.

"Naughty Sasori…" I teased, sniffing her underwear.

"D-don't smell…" She blushed, "I wore stuff like that every day, hoping you'd notice."

Now that I thought about it, for the last few weeks, the other kids in class had been talking about how sexy our teacher was. She must have been trying extra hard to keep her appearance satisfactory for me. I also seemed to remember her bending over at times where only I could see. She had definitely been trying to get my attention, but for some reason, I had been completely blind. I couldn't believe I hadn't noticed how sexy and desirable this woman was. Just because she was a few years older, didn't mean she didn't have needs as well.

Although I had Kira, I'd also have to take care of her mother. Tossing her panties down, I lifted up her skirt and revealed her pussy. It was pink and wet, with coarse black hair above it that had been shaved into a perfect triangle. She really had been trying to get me to notice. It took seeing her cry before I had finally seen the real Sasori.

Leaning down, I pressed my lips against her labia. She let out a gasp, shivering as my tongue began to explore. Like once before, I suddenly felt knowledge filling my head. I began to realize the things that Sasori liked, and the things that Sasori didn't like. It was like there was a roadmap to her body in my mind, and I had to just hit the points and drive her crazy with lust. I experimented a bit, but I quickly realized my roadmap didn't lie. When I followed my intuition, Sasori moaned and bucked in lust. When I ignored it, well, she was still happy, but it wasn't as raw and satisfying.

It was almost like the moans were there for my benefit, like she was just trying to make me feel better. How did other guys exist this way? It was much better when her voice was authentic! I'd rather drive her to new sexual heights rather than let her just pretend she's happy! After all, it made it much easier to steal her!

I didn't care whether those thoughts made sense or not. I felt a fire inside me that I hadn't felt in months. It was a desire to take what I wanted and enjoy it. Kira, Maria, Akiko, Mary, Sasori… I could have them all! Who cared about what was proper? As I grew more aggressive, I activated more and more of her sweet spots, my tongue like an assassin that attacked every erogenous zone inside her.

"Am-amazing!" Sasori moaned, rocking her hips as she grabbed the back of my head.

She was already orgasming, her body writhing in intense pleasure, but this was only the beginning. Pulling my head away suddenly, she could only gasp as I pulled her down on the couch and lifted her legs in a humiliating way. To push my teacher down this way, it was truly a bold move. However, even though she blushed, she didn't resist as I pinned her to the couch and shoved my dick inside her. The feeling of her warm parts being pulled open was incredible. I began to rock my hips, pounding Sasori roughly.

"Ahhh… Ahhh… yes… Hakaru!" She moaned as I took her.

If Kira was anywhere in the house at the moment, she would have heard her mother's moans. If anyone happened to listen at the door, then the rumors about her having sex with a student would no longer be rumors. Just like that, Sasori had surrendered herself to me. I eagerly started to rip off her clothing, not even pulling my dick out for a moment as I stripped her of her blouse and bra. The only thing on her now was a skirt, and I had a mind to rip it right off of her.

Instead, I scrunched it up tightly in my fists and used it as a belt. It acted as leverage so that I could bang her pussy for all it was worth. Her lewd cries filled the room, and her naughty scent would probably last hours, that was if she cleaned the stain her dirty lust had formed at the edge of the couch. Her legs were up over her head, bouncing wildly each time I slammed my cock deep inside her. Her pussy was so wet now that it gushed our liquid every time, I shoved myself inside her. As for the woman herself, she had an expression on her face that no other student had ever seen.

Part of me feared that Kira would walk in, but another part of me was hoping she was watching. No, for some reason I had a feeling like Kira was definitely watching. I didn't know why that feeling came, but I knew Kira had probably set this all up. It was too convenient that she was out just as her mother was at her most vulnerable. While I continued to fuck her mom, my eyes scanned the room for where Kira could be watching.

That was when I saw a closet behind the couch. There was a crack in the closet just large enough for someone to watch through. I smiled and winked at the closet, and the door suddenly shifted ever so slightly as the person watching accidentally jumped back. They made a thumping noise, but Sasori who was busy orgasming couldn't hear it. I decided to give my girlfriend a lovely view.

I finally pulled out of Sasori, who let out a noise of surprise at the feeling of her womb being abandoned. I then spun her around on the couch. Her knees were now on the seat, and she was leaning over the couch, her tits hanging above the ground. Grabbing her ass, I shoved myself inside from behind and grabbed her hair. I started to ride her roughly from the back. Sasori had already been close to cumming, so it was barely a moment later when she exploded in lust. She screamed out as her body spasmed. Liquid lust sprayed over her couch like a dog, but the usually succinct and neat woman barely noticed as her body shook in orgasm.

I leaned over and sucked on her neck from behind, making sure to make eye contact with the closet whenever I could. I fondled Sasori's chest, squeezing and playing with it while I humped her from behind. With my chest lying against her back, I fucked her a bit more intimately. Sasori, in the throes of lust, reached back and grabbed me, turning her head and desperately trying to kiss me. I allowed her a few kisses, but I always pulled away again, teasing her and denying her the close intimacy that she wanted.

"Swallow it like a good girl." I purred into her ear, nibbling the edge.

I positioned myself at the edge of the couch, giving the crack a clear view. My cock pulled out as I held it up like a treat. Sasori crawled across the couch like an animal, latching onto it with her mouth. Despite the fact it was covered in her dirty fluids, she didn't hesitate to suck on it like it was a perfect dessert. I moaned, stroking her hair as I enjoyed her blowjob. As a woman with experience, she didn't hesitate to swallow the whole thing down, and I could feel it bumping against the back of her throat.

She made some gagging noises, but she didn't stop. She pulled it out and then dived back in, sending my cock in and out of her mouth. Her skills kept me from feeling any teeth or discomfort, and all I felt was pure joy. With Sasori's mouth busy, the room had quieted a bit, and between my own moans, I listened carefully. I could hear moans and whimpering coming from the closet ever so lightly. I reached up and gestured with my finger. The noise stopped. I didn't stop though until a small form poked her head out.

It was Kira, with her head lowered, and a blush on her face. She looked like a kid who had been caught pocketing candy at the candy store. I gestured with a sterner expression, and she quietly came out and walked over to me. Her body held a bit of reluctance. I reached out and grabbed her hand, pulling her the rest of the way. I had positioned it, so Sasori was on the front side of the couch, sucking my cock, while Kira was on the backside of the couch, unseen by her mother. She looked over to see her mother's head bobbing up and down on my crotch.

I took her hand, which was wet with her own lust, she was undoubtedly fingering herself, and I licked it. Kira's mouth opened, and she let out a shuddering breath. As for Sasori, my free hand was on her head, and I was now using her mouth freely as I thrust forward. She couldn't lift it to look even if she had noticed something.

With one hand on Sasori's head, the other let go of Kira's hand and then slid into her pants, taking on the motions that she had started. She started to let out a gasp, but my fingers hooked her insides, and I pulled her to me. Her mouth touched mine, and her moan was lost inside my own. I started to finger Kira while her mother gave me head. My hand ended up reaching up and grabbing her. Meanwhile, her hand went onto her mom's head. She grabbed a handful of her mom's hair and started forcing her to deepthroat me even more aggressively.

The devilish Kira was rougher with her mom's mouth than I was and didn't seem to mind the gags and coughs as she forced Sasori to roughly service me. As the pleasure deep inside grew, my fingers began to frantically encircle Kira's clit. Her moans filled my mouth, and her legs buckled. If I wasn't holding her up, she would have collapsed onto the back of the couch.

I pulled away and whispered into Kira's ear, "I'm going to cum in your mom's mouth now."

As if the words were too much to bear. I felt liquid spew out, soiling her panties as she buckled under pleasure. While I tried to hold her up, my own cock started to spew out hot juice deep into the back of Sasori's throat. She had made an alarmed noise, possibly finally noticing her moaning daughter, but Kira had her hands on the back of Sasori's head, and as she orgasmed, she was pulling Sasori's hair roughly. Two of us ended up collapsing in puddles of lust at the same time at the edge of the bed.

"K-Kira! Hakaru!" Sasori gasped as she finally managed to pull her lips away from my cock.

"M-mother…" Kira grabbed her mom's face. "I love you!"

Without hesitation, she stuck her tongue down her mom's throat, tasting my leftovers in her mom's mouth. She finished by licking Sasori's chin, where some cum had fallen when she pulled away early.

Sasori looked up at her panting daughter uncertainly. "Is… this really okay?"

I pulled both women to me, kissing each of them on the lips. "You're both mine from now on, so it's fine."

Both women glanced at me with surprised looks, and then threw their arms around me, making noises of agreement. This is how things are supposed to be.

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Sometime later, I finally started getting ready to leave. The two girls were lying on the couch. One of them was mostly naked, while the others clothing was disheveled in a way that made it clear she had been up to naughty things. The two women were similar in appearance, and it was obvious they were a Mother and her daughter. That daughter was my girlfriend, and that Mother was my playmate. I still couldn't believe what had just happened.

I felt just a tinge of shame and helplessness as I considered what I had just done. Now that I had relieved myself and could think more clearly, I couldn't believe how bold and domineering I had been. However, the girls didn't seem to mind it at all. In fact, they looked at me with slightly pleased smiles, showing no displeasure about how the evening had unfolded. I had claimed them as my women, and there was no problem with it. However, there was a question still gnawing at the back of my mind.

"Where do we go from here?"

Sasori casually picked up her glasses, which had, at some point, ended up on the coffee table during our play, and put them on. Even though she was naked, her tits hanging out in full view, and her pussy, still wet and leaking, only just hidden by her folded legs, she put on a demeanor just like she would when she was speaking to a student.

"Well, I imagine I'm going to have to have a long talk with my daughter." She shot the other girl a look.

Kira avoided her mom's stare, wearing an innocent expression, but her cheeks at least turned pink in embarrassment. After all, she had set this whole thing up. She had created a situation where I'd be alone with her mom, and she could watch us. As to how I felt about her being so absolutely convinced that I'd touch her mom if given the right chance, well, it was a complicated feeling. However, the results were already on the table.

Something about Sasori sitting there with her legs crossed, talking to us in the same tone she used as a teacher while my cum taste was still on her lips. She had spoken so casually, though; it was almost like everything was just a dream. I instinctively reached out and squeezed her boob. She elicited a sudden moan, her Sensei like demeanor shattering like glass as she looked up at me with affectionate eyes.

I wanted to push her down that instant, but I really did need to go. I did have homework that I had put off until that Sunday night, and with school tomorrow, I had no choice. Perhaps if Sasori was still my teacher, I could get an extension, but with her gone, my chance at being naughty and abusing my teacher shamelessly was over before they even had a chance to start. It really was a shame too. I had many wicked ideas for ways to tease Sasori in class, and I hadn't had a chance to do any of them.

Instead, I started getting dressed. The two girls watched me, quite amused and seeing my naked form as I put my clothes back on. It was pretty embarrassing to be watched by two horny women, and it only made it harder for me. However, if I stayed here, I could get in trouble with my parents, and if things went really poorly, it could put a spotlight on what I was doing over here. I imagined I'd be visiting their house regularly from now on. I was hoping Sasori could continue to educate me on many things.

"Mother, Hakaru…" Kira suddenly spoke up as I finished dressing. "I have something I must say to the pair of you."

"What is it, darling?" Sasori asked.

"Hmm?" I turned to her too, giving her my full attention.

"Have you felt like… things have been off lately?"

Her words that were so much like Maria's caused my heart to skip a beat. I found myself nodding before I could help myself.

"It's like… I don't know… I sometimes have thoughts or remember things that clearly never happened. Or… things I know would happen… like with your Mother, I knew she wouldn't reject my advances, and I knew you wouldn't be too angry at me. I…" I blushed as both girls were watching me. "I really wouldn't have done something like this normally, but it felt…"

"Right…" Sasori finished, nodding to herself. "Since about two months ago, I suddenly started looking at Hakaru. I felt like we should be together. I rejected these feelings. As his teacher, and especially once you revealed you were dating, I made sure to bottle up those feelings. However, after losing my job, and then seeing him there… yet, even now that we have gone this far, I'm only more certain it was right, not wrong! Shouldn't I regret these kinds of things?"

Sasori looked flustered as she considered how odd it was. Getting a crush on a student might be one thing. However, if someone actually managed to convince themselves to do it, they might feel a bit guilty or afraid once they had finally indulged. Yet, Sasori felt gratified, like finally scratching an itch that had plagued her for a time. I was the same. Every girl I slept with, whether it was Akiko, Maria, or Sasori, rather than making me feel like I was falling apart, it made me feel like I was coming back together after being torn apart.

"I've started to remember things. They are things that go against what I should know. Can either of you remember what you did three months ago? Four?"

When I thought about it, I realized that time was kind of blurry. I certainly did stuff, but it was strange stuff.

"I… started to…" Kira admitted. "But they weren't my own memories. They're… someone else's memories. Someone inside me… It was like. I was being controlled. I feel like, because they weren't my memories, I'm able to remember them…"

Her words were far from clear, and they left me, and Sasori baffled. However, they weren't leaving us flustered either. Her words rang with some kind of truth that made me feel like I was on the verge of getting something back I had already lost.

"Sasori… um… did you sleep with my dad?" I asked suddenly

"What?" Her eyes widened, "How could- wait… did… I?"

Sasori began to look confused as if she just realized something was off about her own memories. Kira slowly nodded as well.

"I think… there is something bigger going on." Kira finally said. "Somehow, our memories were locked away and changed. The world isn't the way it is supposed to be. These memories of mine… I know it sounds crazy, but I feel like they have something to do with the gods."

The group of us went silent, but no one ended up giving Kira a strange look. The second she said gods, I felt some kind of shifting in my gut. It was like what she had said was absolutely true.

"What do we do now?" Sasori asked something similar to what I had asked before, but it took on a whole new meaning after Kira dropped this bomb.

"I think…" I was surprised to find myself being the one to step up and talk. "That we should keep doing what we're doing. The things that feel right, the things that resonate with our hearts that is what we should cherish. If we keep doing it, if we keep going against these other memories, then more of our own memories will unlock. We have to trust our feelings to guide us."

"Isn't that just Hakaru's way of saying he wants to play with many women?" Sasori responded with a pout.

"Mother has no idea. Hakaru has a large appetite." Kira snickered.

"Eh? Who else!" She gave a stern look at me, acting like a teacher again. "Tell me who you're playing with besides my daughter and me!"

I coughed. "Um… there is Akiko."

"Ah! Oh? Isn't she dating your friend? Hakaru is naughty."

"And also… my sister." I said that tightly.

"You dog!"

"Says the mother who banged in front of her daughter!"

"Y-you made me!" She playfully winked and stuck out her tongue at me.

The feelings between the three of us became more relaxed; the more open we were with each other. I had feared after they knew I had designs on my sister and another girl, I might face some rejection, but the two women looked at me just the same. I really did feel like a weight I didn't even know was on my shoulders was suddenly lifted.

"You know… there is also this cute girl I'd kind of like called Mary. And… I think I should take my mother from my father."

"You think your mother would approve of all this?" Sasori asked.

"She…" I remembered her promiscuous attitude, her worship of a harem god, and her drunken comments. "I actually think she wants this for me."

Sasori sighed, "Then, I will do what I can to support Hakaru. Regrettably, I need to find a new job. As for our relationship, we'll keep it as a secret between us. In public, you should remain exclusive to my daughter. I recommend that for Akiko too. Don't start shamelessly parading both women around. If you do that, then whoever is messing with us will learn they failed. Until we know more, we can't let them have the upper hand."

"Sasori…" I reached out and touched her cheek, and she smiled and pressed my palm against her chin. "We're not alone, Hakaru. We're together, okay? Someone is playing a game with our lives, and in the end, they're the ones who will get played!"

"Moms kind of sexy when she acts all vicious." Kira giggled.

"Y-you think?" Sasori's domineering attitude was once again lost by her cuteness.

I finally gave the pair a farewell, made sure I was cleaned up, and then turned to leave. When I stepped out the front door, Kira called after me. She waved Sasori away and then closed the door, standing alone with me on the front porch of her house. The pair of us

"I'm sorry that I manipulated you," Kira said after a moment. "I felt the only way for this all to come into the open was to have you feel it for yourself."

"No… I mean… if you have any other beautiful women that you want to share for me, I'm game…" I laughed.

"Hmmm… you really are incorrigible." She sniffed, crossing her arms and looking angry, although her eyes still held a playful light.

"Only because you bring out the worst in me." I chuckled, reaching out and grabbing her hips.

As I went to kiss her, she turned her head. "I need to be serious for a moment."

"What is it?" I settled for a kiss on the cheek.

"It's… about the superintendent."

"The guy who fired Sasori?" Just on that alone, I didn't like him.

"He… my memories…" she shook her head and frowned. "He's a bad person, okay? You need to stay away from him. Whenever I think about him, I feel a sense of foreboding and dread. He's… done bad things… that I can't remember… No. It's more. I don't want to remember. I'm happier to forget. Do you understand."

"Well, I don't even know the guy, so it's fine." I chuckled.

She shook her head. "It's not fine… He's… I think he's why we can't remember. I can't tell you why. It's just a feeling. He fired mom, but I feel it was personal. I feel like he did it to hurt me. He… wants mom to try to fight to get her job back. I think he'd try to do bad things then. I told her before, and I'll tell her again that she can't fight this. If she tries, I feel like bad things will happen. I want her to stay low at home."

"And what about you? If he's that bad…"

"I… have to find out what I forgot. It's the only way we can move forward. Perhaps, if I engage with him, then my memories will come back. I don't want them to, but… if I don't… then we may not be able to do anything in time."

"Kira…" I reached out and held her close. "Please… be safe."

"I will… Hakaru will be by my side this time, so I will definitely not let you down."

The next day, I went to school as normal. Akiko gave me a few shy looks, which Derek noticed and frowned at. However, he already had a new girlfriend, a slutty girl he had picked up from the prom and fucked in place of his own girlfriend. At least that was based on the rumors I was hearing. I had sex with his girlfriend, he left in anger and then hooked up with another girl. However, I had a feeling they had been together long before he ended things with Akiko.

At that moment, a man walked in. He was a bit more youthful than I expected from a teacher. He had an attractive face that most girls would swoon over. He was also wearing a suit and had a very orderly appearance.

"Hello, classroom. Your teacher, Mrs. Fukumi, has taken a leave of absence. Since the school didn't have time to find you a new instructor, I'll be stepping in. My name is Mr. Tobius Smith. I'm the superintendent of this school district, as well as your new instructor. I plan to take good care of all of you."

As the murmurs rose up from everyone's surprise, he made sure to meet every eye. When he looked at me, I could swear her smirked slightly. A sinking feeling appeared in my gut. He was making his move, whether we were ready or not!

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"That will be all for today." Mr. Smith said just before the bell rang as if he had planned it down the second. "And there you go. Hakaru, can you please stay a bit?"

Since Mr. Smith appeared, all I had thought about was what Kira had told me the night before. He was the one who took Mrs. Fukumi's job. He was a bad person, and Kira was scared of him. He might even be related to why our memories were wrong. Now, he had become my teacher, and there was absolutely no way of avoiding him. I was praying that perhaps all of my concerns were just paranoia, but as soon as class ended, he didn't waste any time calling me up.

Mr. Smith seemed extremely charismatic. He was attractive and I could already see a few girls forming crushes on him. Only the guys, who had lost the privilege of eyeing the beautiful Mrs. Fukumi, had disappointed looks. Many girls in the class considered his appearance a plus. As a teacher, he had a smooth way of talking that kept your interest and helped you remember what he said. So, even the guys were grudgingly willing to accept him as their teacher. I had to admit that if I hadn't been warned about him already, I might have found myself letting my guard down.

As people filed out of the classroom, I approached him quickly. Something about the situation made me not want to be around him alone. It was a feeling like foreboding. It was exactly like Kira had said. It was a feeling of dread.

"Yes, Sensei." I mustered all of the respect I could, not wanting to give him any reason to hold me longer than necessary.

"You can just call me Tobius." He smiled. "There is no reason to be alarmed. I'm trying to create a dialogue with every student in my class. You just happened to be on the top of my list."

"Wh-why is that?" I asked, a small frown forming on my face.

"It's nothing bad. Your name has just come up a lot. Last semester, your grades were starting to slip. There was talk that you had gotten involved with a gang. Rumors you had violently attacked other students. Another that you got a girl pregnant. I also heard that you were working a job at a shady entertainment store that was recording people illegally. While it's not against our school's policy for someone to work, we do discourage it, especially when their grades suffer."

"Ah… it was just that I broke up with my girlfriend."

"Ah… yes…" He looked through a folder he didn't let me see before putting on another smile. "That would be Ms. Akiko, right? I heard it was an ugly breakup, yet the pair of you seem to be doing amicably. You were also best friends with a boy called Derek? Well, I'll be meeting with him soon as well."

"Yes, um… my relationship with Akiko is fine. I have a girlfriend. Derek and I aren't friends anymore. My grades have been better…"

"Yes, yes… of course. Your grades have improved this semester. However, don't think I missed that your current girlfriend was the daughter of your teacher. The same teacher who was responsible for a massive sex scandal just last semester which shut your school down for a few months."

"That investigation is still going on. The Vice-principal, the coach, numerous other officials, and half the basketball team ended up implicated. Not a month later, an all-girls school had a similar problem involving a principal and even a councilman. To my understanding, you were also attending that school, and were one of the boys mixed up in that."

"I was spared… the worst problems." I frowned.

He nodded, smiling. "As I said, I'm just following up. There is reason to be worried about you, don't you agree?"

"I'm fine," I responded shortly, not really comfortable talking more with him and just about ready to end the conversation quickly.

"Why don't you tell me about your relationships?" he asked.

"My relationships."

"All of them… who does Hakaru love?"

"I'm with Kira, but I also like Akiko. Then there is Maria. Sasori is fun for an older woman. I'd like to play with my mom too. Ah… and there is a girl named Mary."

"Ah? Maria?" He seemed to be writing something in his notes. "That's your sister? And you mother too? I knew you were banging your teacher, but thinking you would sink to incest just for some… what does Netori call them, NTR Points? Haha… she did have a way with words, didn't she?"

I frowned, wondering why I had spoken so candidly with him. Realizing just who and what I had said, I couldn't keep the fear off my face. I had just admitted I was sleeping with my teacher! Why would I do that? Why had I done that?

"That was a joke… I was just joking!" I responded with a strangled voice.

"Of course…" He smirked, even though his pen didn't leave the paper. "You know, when my Master answered my prayers and set up shop right in my hometown, I couldn't have felt more blessed. Then those sisters had to come down to my city and start their little game. At first, I thought I would just have fun with them a bit. Perhaps, I could turn all three of them into my playmates. However, I underestimated Netori. Her plan was far broader than we ever could have imagined. In a way, you kind of have to admire her. She was always the kind of goddess who went big or went home."

"I-I don't understand…" I said, taking a step back as the smirk on his face dropped and was replaced by something more sinister.

"Hehe… of course you don't understand. Master set it up so you wouldn't. I just needed some time before I was ready to move, and by resetting the clock, he bought me that time. Now, there is no stopping me. You, the one who took my favorite playmate away from me. I'll definitely make you suffer the most."

"Mr. Smith… you're scaring me…" I had backed up to the door now, which was closed.

Mr. Smith's smile was dark as he stood up. "I won't give you back your memory yet. That won't be satisfying enough. First, I'm going to take everything you love. I already planned to have fun with Sasori long before that little cuck god got in the way. I kept him around for a bit, but he proved to be far too self-destructive. Your sister, I had considered in the past, but she was such a slut already, I considered it not much of a challenge. However, since you want her, I'm happy to take that duty. Akiko will be a fun little morsel to have- all too easy. Your mom? Hah… too easy. My Kira, I will definitely have her back! Even this Mary girl! She sounds like she will be fun!"

As he spoke, he walked closer and closer, and the foreboding feeling in my gut grew more and more. Just as I felt like everything he said was about to become a reality, the door behind me opened. I was leaning against it so heavily that I ended up falling back. I turned, and my face landed into a pair of soft things. A girl who smelled like delicate flowers wrapped her soft body around me without even a hint of rejection.

"Oh?" An amused and confident voice sounded over my head. "I am very fun…"

I looked up to see a beautiful punk girl. She had purple hair today, which was tied up in various loose roles. She had a gentle smile on her face, but when her eyes met Mr. Smith's, there was a slight feeling of danger. As soon as he saw her Mr. Smith's smile froze, and then started to go crooked like he had just swallowed something he didn't like.

"Y-you…"

"Don't be shy now. Please continue. Just what do you plan to do with me?" Mary asked innocently.

Mr. Smith's face turned ugly, an expression that held anger, hate, fear, and perhaps even a hint of respect in it. He took a step back, giving the pair of us some room.

"I wouldn't dare set sights on you. What is it that you're hoping to accomplish here?"

She laughed, looking over at me and gently touching my cheek. "Are you okay, baby?"

"Ah… he just… um, was threatening to steal… my girls…" Why did I feel like I was tattling on someone to an adult?

She giggled, hugging me affectionately and rubbing her head against my chest. "We can't have that, now can we?"

"Mary…" His eyes darkened.

"Oh, relax…" Mary chuckled. "The game must go on, doesn't it? I don't plan to get in the way of Netori's game. Rather, I intend to play like everyone else."

"You're not using a champion! Your very presence breaks the rules!"

"Don't talk to me about breaking the rules!" She glared back. "Who is it that hid her away and then wiped everyone's mind! Why… if I reported him…"

Mr. Smith's face went white. "Y-you… that… you can't!"

"Hehehe… then, I suggest that he shouldn't have any problem with my involvement, yes? I'll promise something your own god couldn't. I won't use my abilities on anyone except to enforce the rules as established by the god council. Fair enough?"

Mr. Smith looked like he was about to say something, but then he stopped. He suddenly jerked, and his eyes closed. When he spoke again, his voice was completely different. It sounded strangely hollow and echoey, like someone speaking through a microphone.

"You're playing a dangerous game, Mary. You're on my playfield. I've been set up here long before NTR decided to play her game on my doorstep. I think you're far too vanilla to handle what I offer. You should give up now and let nature take its course!"

"And by nature… you mean yourself, Depravity?" Mary snorted.

"Depravity is human nature. Your ideas of love, devotion, marriage: they go against the nature of things. We are practically opposites! NTR belongs by my side, as do the rest of the depraved acts."

"I don't care about NTR's fate. You can have her." Mary waved her hand. "I have my own reasons for playing. However, you're wrong about us being opposites. I think a little depravity spices up any relationship!"

She blushed, looking at me tearfully.

"Wh-what?"

"Is that okay with you? Can I be a little naughty… with Hakaru-kun?"

"Enough of this! By protecting him, you are protecting her, and are against me!"

"I agree… this conversation has gone on long enough." Her serious expression returned. "Do you agree to the terms, or do I need to go to the council?"

"Netori?" He asked.

She raised her hand. "I swear I won't touch her with my own power."

"The word of a goddess is binding, do not forget." He suddenly shuttered and nearly collapsed, grabbing his desk to stay upright.

"We're done here." Mary grabbed my arm and pulled me away, the door shutting behind us.

We only managed to get down the hallway when I finally managed to recover. I had been in a state of stunned silence. I barely understood anything I heard. Mom had already mentioned gods and goddesses as if they were real. Suddenly, I'm talking to them? None of this made any sense. I ripped my arm away from Mary if that was even her real name.

"Hakaru…" She reached out, but I backed up, feeling like it was hard to breathe.

"Y-you… what are… what is… what's happening…" I said in between gasping breaths.

She waved her hand, and suddenly my mind calmed. I felt a rush of oxygen, and within a few seconds, my mind was settled. I blinked, staring at her in confusion and wide-eyed wonder.

"I'm a goddess, Hakaru. I'm sorry I didn't tell you right away, but given what had been done to you, would you have believed me if I said it?"

"A goddess… what goddess?"

"I have many names throughout the ages. The one you're probably most familiar with is marriage. However, a goddess isn't a name. She's a concept. It'd be more accurate to call me the goddess of the unity of love."

"Why are you here?" I demanded.

She blushed, looking down. "Because… Hakaru… I love you."

"Y-you…" She reached forward and closed my lips with her finger and thumb.

"Please be quiet for now. We should go."

"Go where?" I mumbled out of the side of my mouth, as she was pinching my lips together.

"It's time we got you your memories back."

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I kind of just felt like saying this. Anyone waiting for Mary to "reveal" herself, she already has. That is Marriage. You were probably thinking she'd be some horrific, venomous snake and the main antagonist of the story. However, if you think about it for a second… she is literally the embodiment of love and marriage. She was able to win the heart of Harem. Her nature is extremely sweet and loveable. She is basically the perfect waifu. I knew some people were waiting for the rug to get pulled out, but of all the twists, Mary actually isn't evil. I know it doesn't fit with the kind of stuff you guys are used to reading, but although she and NTR have animosity, she doesn't wish MC any harm, and genuinely wants to help him. Her ideals may differ from NTR, but she's also adapted over the years and changed, as marriage has.

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"Okay, now what the hell is going on?' I demanded.

The pair of us were outside of the school at this point. I didn't see Mr. Smith as we left school, which was probably for the best considering how we had parted. Mary had taken me directly to a nearby park, and I was now sitting on a bench as she stood nearby, watching me with her arms crossed. She seemed to be considering something, but after being left in the dark, my patience had finally run out, and I spoke.

"I'm afraid to tell you too much." She responded after a moment of silence.

"Afraid? Why are you afraid?" Trying to keep my voice from sounding too aggressive, even though I still felt very agitated after that encounter with my teacher.

She bit her lip, and as if finally making a decision, she gave herself a nod. "You deserve to know everything. However, before I return your memories, I want to tell you my story."

"Your story… as a goddess?" Even mentioning such an absurd notion was difficult for me.

How could gods and goddesses be a thing? The only evidence I had was her words and Mr. Smith's strange actions. Admittedly, he did seem to have some strange hold on me for a second, but that didn't mean anything.

"A long time ago, when humanity was still young, human beings were basically animals." Mary started to explain. "They were driven by one predominate impulse. They needed to survive and procreate. A certain god arose. You'd best understand his nature by the name, Harem."

"Harem, the god?" My ears immediately perked up, especially considering the story my mother had said once before.

My mother's status as a shrine maiden was possibly the only real reason I was even listening to this story. The other reason was the sincere look in Mary's eyes.

"Yes… Harem, the god. But shortly after Harem's birth came a goddess, you can call her NTR. She is the goddess of taking the ones you love from others. For many years, this became the way the world works. Men would try to play around with as many women as their status allowed. When a man saw a woman someone else had that he wanted, he'd do anything to obtain her. Women were treated like things, commodities to be passed around.

"Then, as society grew more civilized, I was born."

"And you're Marriage?"

"That is the name I associate myself with, although some call me Matrimony." She nodded in affirmation. "You must understand that we represent a concept, and a name might not always perfectly encapsulate said concept. While it's easy to see Harem as the God of Harems, he isn't. It'd be more accurate to say he's the god of gathering many lovers, or something to that effect."

"Okay… so then what happened?'

"I… fell for Harem. It was hard not to. He was a charming God. He was manly and courageous. Many women fell for him. If they didn't, he wouldn't be Harem. However, I was the first woman that he loved back."

"You and Harem were a thing?"

She smiled and nodded, looking like she was thinking about something from a long time ago. "We used to be close. I showed him the beauty of love, unity, and monogamy, and over time, we became the concept of traditional marriage."

I frowned. "That doesn't sound very healthy. I mean, Harem doesn't go with monogamy."

Her smile turned slightly bitter. "And therein lay the problem. It's a problem that exists to this day. Men and women cheat on each other constantly. Men still have that drive to love a group of women, and even women find themselves looking elsewhere in otherwise unhappy marriages."

"That's caused by you?"

She sighed. "It isn't like that. Society reflects heaven, and heaven reflects society. You could just as say we're like it because society is like that. There is no cause and effect when it comes to the gods. We're simply the personification of ideas."

"Okay…" I shook my head. "Where does NTR come into this?"

"At the time, I blamed NTR for the reason we couldn't be happy- his cheating, and my discontent, I thought they were because NTR introduced them into our relationship. So… I tried to bring her down. Over the years, I have turned NTR into a dirty word. She was broken apart. Her power distributed into three forms. I even put an edict in heaven… one that prevents her from reforming into NTR. Recently, that edict began to crack."

"What changed?" I asked, frowning.

"You did…" She sighed. "I could tell you what you've already experienced, but it'd be better to just break the lock on your memory. Please, close your eyes and open your mind."

"Okay." For some reason, I trusted this girl.

She had always been kind to me and had never really gone out of her way to lie. She had protected me from Mr. Smith, and she was only looking out for my best interest. I closed my eyes.

"One last thing." She said. "When your memory returns… I'm sure NTR has said many things about me. That is why this may be the last time you want to talk to me."

"That's impossible. Are you saying I was on NTR's side?"

"Although we had never met, you probably didn't have kind thoughts about me. So, I would like to ask. Can I kiss you?

"Huh? What?"

"This might be my last chance to do it." She responded. "I just wanted to try kissing you once, now that you are grown up. In case things go sour and you decide to send me away. I will restore your memory with a kiss."

"F-fine…" I blushed, feeling a bit strange about giving a girl permission to kiss me.

As she leaned forward, pursing her soft lips, I completely forgot to close my eyes. Our lips pressed together, and I felt passion ignite within me. Just as I was about to wrap my arms around her, memories came flooding back in.

I recalled everything. My suicide attempt, Netori, Netorare, and Netorase, my sister, Akiko, Gina, and even more. As it all flooded back it, I was finally putting pieces together that hadn't seemed to make sense for months. Even things I hadn't thought much about suddenly made all too much sense. My eyes shot up to Mary. As she reached out for me, I pulled away without thinking about it. A hurt look appeared on her face, but she didn't say anything as she put her arms carefully on her lap.

"So, you remember everything now?' She asked quietly, looking down instead of at me.

"Yeah…" I responded, feeling choked up with emotion. "That was a lot of pain."

"I'm sorry… I wish I could have left you without that pain," she responded cautiously.

"It was Degenerate who took Netori?" I demanded, after a few moments of silence.

"It was…" Mary nodded sheepishly.

"Where?"

"Purgatory…" She answered quickly. "It's a realm between heaven and earth. You're probably familiar with it as the white light people see as they die."

"Bring her back," I demanded.

She looked away. "Even if I was willing, I've promised I wouldn't."

"Promised?" I started to feel some anger. "You're the reason she's in this mess! You got rid of her just so you could start to manipulate me yourself?"

"I-it's not like that… maybe I wanted to get back at her, but I came here for you!" She responded tearfully.

"Ah… that's right, you love me, for some reason." I sneered. "Like I'd believe that! Did you think I'd be so naïve as to fall for you just because we went on a single date?"

"N-no…" She responded weakly, looking defeated. "It's complicated…"

"Not for me. Netori is my goddess, not you! If you want to claim you have any feelings for me, you can start convincing me by bringing her back."

"She's poison…"

"You're poison! Aren't you the one who wrecked Harem? Ms. Monogamy? A tyrant who turns men into your slaves?"

"I-is that really how you see me?"

"How else should I see you? Actions speak louder than words, and you're still leaving her trapped."

"You don't get it! I can't! I made a promise! A goddess's promise is the law! I wouldn't be able to do it no matter how I tried. Doing so would destroy me!"

The more my suppressed memories came bubbling to the surface, the angrier I got. It wasn't even that Mary had done anything specifically wrong. I was just angry that I had been used. I was angry that Netori was gone. I was angry that my girls had been left suffering and confused for months. Perhaps, that all could have been dropped on Degeneracy, but it was Mary who was in front of me. The sisters all hated her, and I could feel it bubbling deep inside me from Netorare and Netorase now that the curse had been lifted.

Perhaps the thing that angered me the most was that this all could have been avoided if I had just taken the sister's advice several months ago. She offered me a power called Godless. At the time, I had thought I needed my powers to succeed. However, I just didn't realize that Netori's protection wasn't enough. Then again, would Godless even have worked? If Degeneracy could tear apart Netori's defense, what hope did the Godless skill have? The only person I could ask right now was Mary, and I was in no condition to do that. My eyes ended up narrowing on her, causing Mary to shrink back a step.

"What game are you playing? What is your ploy here?"

She bit her lip, shaking her head slightly. "What did you expect? That I'd be some evil hag? Did you think I would be cruel and malicious? I represent the sanctity of marriage and love. I hate NTR, but can you blame me? She represents the destruction of the unity I desire. I was wrong for trying to be monogamous with Harem, but that was partially his decision as well. Believe it or not, I don't hate polygamy. That's just how things turned out.

"It turned out Harem isn't the right god for me. His concept is too old and dated. It depends on a primordial need to spread his seed. He's the Harem of old, a harem for sultans and cavemen. He's tried to fill the role of Harem, but he's ultimately failed and become a husk of his former self."

"What are you saying?" All this talk about concepts and gods is difficult for someone like me to grasp.

"I'm saying that a new concept must be made. A new harem, one that is willing to adapt to a new world. That is what I want. Harem and NTR, they're relics of a world that doesn't exist anymore. You and I, we're the future." She reached out to grab my arm.

"We? What do I have to do with this?" I pulled away and avoided her grip.

"Didn't she tell you? Netori? She didn't tell you her grand plan?"

"What plan?" I demanded.

Mary shook her head, just a hint of anger on her face. "That woman… she'd actually go this far, and she wouldn't even tell the truth."

"What truth!" I nearly yelled as I reached out and grabbed her shoulders.

Mary looked up at me in the eyes, a strange look on her face. "Hakaru, cracking the seal and putting NTR back together is only part of Netori's plan. The other part is you. She selected you since before you were born. You've been heading on this path your entire life."

"Stop acting coy, just tell me!"

"You're not NTR's incubator. Rather, she is yours." She responded. "Everything she has been doing, this game, it has all been to serve one purpose. Netori is trying to turn you into a god. You're not here to defeat Harem. You're here to become him!"

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"Hakaru…" Mary's gentle voice hit my back like a brick.

"I just need… time to think." I responded without looking back.

That was my answer to Mary's bombshell. I supposed, in some ways, I had already known that this was what Netori had wanted. There were certain hints to it. Mom's prophecy, for example. In fact, of anyone I wanted to talk to right now, it was probably Mother I wanted to talk to the most. I went to the nearest bus station, and then headed home, since the school buses had already long departed.

When I reached the house, I was immediately greeted to the sounds of moaning. I dropped my backpack and all but ran forward. As I turned a corner, I ran into my dad feeling up my mother. This had been the way of things for months, and I had never minded it. Rather, I found it gross, and hoped they'd keep this stuff behind closed doors. It was only now that my mind was restored that a new feeling came to me. I still hadn't come to terms with all of my new memories, but the one that was the biggest slap in the face came from mom.

Dad had been fast and loosely playing with mother for the last few months, but she was someone who was mine. I was being cuckolded, and I didn't even realize it! However, I didn't connect father's behavior to whatever degeneracy had done. After all, locking up memories didn't change who a person was. Dad was a cheater. He had played with Sasori, just like he played with my mother, just like he played with other people. He and mom were all but estranged, yet their relationship had been incredibly close these last few months.

Nothing that degeneracy could have done would have altered that. To me, that meant only one thing. Some other god had interfered. Was dad a champion to some other god? Worse, was he actually some other god in the disguise of my dad? I didn't have the answer to that question. I just knew one thing. I had to win Mother back from this bastard who thought he could diddle her right in front of me.

Regrettably, there wasn't much I could do at that moment. He had his hand up my mother's apron, and he was quite literally diddling her. Of course, mother pushed the apron down and shoved his hand away as soon as I walked in. She was a respectable Japanese woman, and although she had a lewd personality that loved naughty things, she'd never want to appear that way in front of other people. There was a brief time where her lewdness was just for me. Then I ended up hitting dad with a baseball bat and being sent away. That's when everything back home went crazy.

"Hey, kiddo." Dad grinned. "You're home already?"

"You…" Mom gently slapped his shoulder with the back of her hand. "So bad!"

"What game are you playing!"

That's what I wanted to shout into his face. Unfortunately, I just didn't have it in me. Instead, I nodded and smiled back.

"Father, mother… you should leave that stuff in the bedroom."

It was as polite of a response as I could give. I did everything I could to keep myself from snapping. I felt angry, humiliated, and bitter. Dad's insolent smile, which I always took as just the look of a hornball, had a more menacing feeling to it now. It was like he was mocking me. I couldn't stand to watch it any longer, so I turned away, hiding that look on my face that might betray my true feelings. My desire to talk to Mother had completely dissipated at that moment.

"You'll have to excuse us. I'll be leaving for a meeting in a bit, so I've been putting in as much time with your mother as possible."

"You rotten, horny old man." Mother teased, grabbing his face lovingly, "I'm going to be so lonely without you tonight."

"Hehe… I'll hold you to that. I wonder what you'll do for me when I return."

"D-don't speak like that in front of the kids." She panted as he sucked on her neck.

"Goodbye!" I walked faster and slammed the door.

On the other side, I was panting, my fists tight and shaking. Only when mom was drunk did she temporarily begin to remember their rocky relationship. Right now, she seemed completely trapped in his spell, becoming his plaything. If I said anything about it at that moment, then I would just be revealing my own mind had been restored. If it was Degeneracy behind all of it, he probably already knew, but if it was some other god, there had to be a window where I could do something.

At this stage, I would be begging for Netori's advice, or if she wasn't available, one of the other sisters. Unfortunately, they were all gone, and I was all that was left to carry on the game. I didn't even have time to think about points. Without Netori, it was impossible to cash them in any way. Pacing back and forth in my room agitatedly, I finally picked up a phone and made some phone calls. I called Sasori and told her I was coming over. She sounded a bit happy at that, but she said Kira was out.

I called Kira, but I wasn't able to get a hold of her. I also called Akiko and asked her to meet me at Sasori's. Once I was done, I left my room, trying to block out the giggling I could still hear coming from the living room as dad played around with mom. I knocked on the door next to mine, and Maria opened it up.

"I need you to drive me to Kira's." I said.

I would have said Sasori's, but that would definitely be suspicious. When Maria saw me, she jumped a bit, but when I said Kira, her mood seemed to dampen.

"Your girlfriend… of course…" She said. "I'm not feeling good right now, just walk…"

I shook my head, trying to separate my memories of the past with my current memories. The current Maria had snuck into my room and raped me. We said we loved each other, but that was the last she had heard from me. Afterward, I had started spending more time with Kira. She didn't remember the past, so we didn't reach that stage. Unfortunately, I didn't have time to be subtle. Thankfully, Maria was the kind of girl that didn't mind a heavy hand.

Just as she tried to close the door, I grabbed her and pulled her to me. One hand reached down and grabbed her ass shamelessly. The other wrapped around her back and pulled her until her chest pressed against mine.

"You're my woman. You're coming too, and I'm not asking." I whispered in her ear, and then bit it.

Her body shook, her eyes growing as wide as teacups. However, rather than slap me or call me an idiot, she nodded, grabbed her keys, and let me pull her out the door.

"We're going out for a bit." I yelled to my parents in passing, not giving either time to argue.

Maria had a car of sorts, although it was a small two-seater she had bought used. Dad and Mom had helped her get it, but the idea was that she could drive places and help take the pressure off my dad. We only had the two cars, and so mom couldn't do anything unless dad came home. This allowed mom to go grocery shopping when dad was out late and various other activities. Those were supposed to include taking me places, but my sister always refused when it came to it, and my mother was usually too drunk to drive. I had ended up getting used to the bus system or depended on Derek instead. Well, that was before the start of the game.

The pair of us drove over to Kira's. Maria didn't say anything, but she kept glancing over at me and then blushing. The pair of us reached Kira's house quickly by car. It wasn't even a long bike ride, but I needed a reason to drag Maria with me. Grabbing her again, I pulled her out of the car. She was confused about why I was taking her into my girlfriend's house. Perhaps she was a bit scared and excited too. Was I going to reveal the two of us were in a relationship to Kira? Was I going to try to start a threesome? Was I going to tell Maria off for raping me? Any of those things might happen, so Maria was definitely worried.

Akiko was waiting on the doorstep. She hadn't knocked yet. Rather, she had an expression of confusion just as clear as Maria's while she was waiting for me. Kira and I hadn't talked to her about the strangeness of our memories yet. So, to her, the last time we had been together was at prom a few days ago. Her relationship with me had caused her to lose her boyfriend of the last six months, and since then I had left her hanging a bit.

I let out a low sigh. It was time to get everything out into the open. I knocked on the door while Akiko stood up, looking at Maria questioningly. Maria returned a similar look. Neither girl really understood what was happening. After a moment, the door opened and Sasori appeared. She was wearing a somewhat revealing nightie, long silk socks, and she opened the door with her leg wrapped around it.

"Come in… ahhh!" Her eyes fell on the other two women, and the seductive look she had given melted in an instant.

Maria and Akiko diverted their eyes, blushing, while Sasori shot me a look. However, understanding quickly came. I had already told her about my interest in the other two women, so she had at least had the capacity to put two and two together.

"Ah… come in."

Sasori threw a blanket around herself as she escorted us to the living room. She made sure to shoot me a scathing look for not warning her. I chuckled, causing her to blush, and the other two girls to grow more confused. Sasori was my teacher, so it was a bit difficult for either of them to wrap their heads around things right now, given their current state of memories.

"First things first." I moved over and kissed Maria, making sure to use plenty of tongue.

Akiko gasped while Sasori gave a coy look, pursing her lips with consideration. The person who was most caught off guard was Maria, who probably never expected me to take such advantage of her while other people were looking. We were brother and sister, and this kind of thing was definitely something people would look down on. When I pulled away, she was breathing heavy, but she couldn't come up with the words.

I took a step to my right and then kissed Sasori. She was expecting it though, so she didn't pull back as our tongues explored each other's mouths. This time, it was Maria who gasped. When I raised one of my hands and grabbed her breasts, she slapped the back of my hand away. That was too much for her, I guess. I pulled away, grinning, while she was shooting me a pouty stare.

"Isn't that your teacher!" Maria asked in a squeaky voice.

"Aren't you my sister?" I responded, stepping over and looking down at Akiko.

She knew she was next, but even after kissing two other women, she didn't hesitate as I leaned down and kissed her too. In fact, she was eagerly looking up at me with anticipation, and when our lips touched, she excitedly threw her arms around me. When I finally pulled away from her, all three women were watching me closely. It was Maria, the most nervous of the bunch, who spoke first.

"Wh-what about Kira?" She asked.

"Kira is mine, and so are all of you." I responded.

"It's not that I don't like your sudden newfound confidence," Sasori chuckled. "But what has changed?"

"My memories came back." I said. "Kira was right. Someone has been keeping us from remembering things properly."

"You mean… there really is something wrong?" Akiko asked.

I nodded. "The feelings we all have… they were forged last fall. I had relations with each of you, and then someone locked those memories away."

"How did you get your memories back?" Maria asked, "Can we remember?"

"That's not important right now." I shook my head. "The important thing is that we work on a plan. We're surrounded by people who want to tear us apart. In the past, I would have tried to figure it all out on my own. However, if these last few months have taught me anything, it's that I need all of you. We're in this together. Do you know when Kira will come home?"

"Hm? Oh, the last I heard, she had to stay after school."

"What? Why?"

"I don't know… the Superintendent gave her some duties to complete as the class president. She couldn't say no."

My heart began to sink. "Sasori… we need to go there now!"

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The girls could see the worry and fear in my expression, so they didn't have to ask. I wanted to leave them behind and go on my own, but right after making a speech about how we were all in this together, I feared being cautious would cost me in the end. I didn't know what I would face at the school, but I knew I'd be able to face it better with the girls beside me. Thus, we all ended up piling into Sasori's mini-van and leaving for the school.

It wasn't so odd for Miss Fukumi to need to return to the school, especially with her daughter there. It'd be less odd for her to take a group of kids, rather than drive around with a single guy. All in all, it was probably for the best that I decided to bring all of the girls.

On the way, I began to give the girls the cliff notes version on what was going on. I decided it was too late to hold anything back from them. Whatever rules there might have been at one point involving the game, they had been obliterated the second they had taken Netori away from me. I explained my death, the appearance of the goddess NTR, the game, in very rough terms, and the relationships I had with each girl.

I was shocked to see them nodding their heads in acceptance. I had expected them to think I was lying. Perhaps their repeated exposure to that world had already desensitized them to the idea. Perhaps, their trust in me was just that great.

They weren't exactly pleased to hear that our sexual encounters ended up being scored by invisible points from the gods, but they didn't hold it against me. I was actually a little worried they might blame me personally for it. I was afraid they'd feel manipulated or cheated out of their lives. Akiko was the one I had used my abilities on the most, so I really was afraid of her thoughts. I ended up asking if she was okay with it.

"Hakaru is still Hakaru…" She responded simply. "You… killed yourself because of me?"

"Ah!"

When she said that, I suddenly felt super embarrassed. There were several factors that led to me killing myself, but at its simplest, seeing her cheating on me was what spawned the start.

"Never do it again!" Akiko said, her face suddenly flashing with anger. "I will never do that to you ever again! I know your feelings for me, and I reciprocate them!"

"D-don't act so pleased! You made Brother kill himself! If that had actually happened…" Maria teared up.

"I-I'm not pleased!" Akiko blushed, trying to hide the somewhat happy expression on her face that broke through the angry look she had worn.

"I agree!" Miss Fukumi responded. "I feel like I failed as your teacher. That you were driven to such a state and I didn't even know… I should have… I could have…"

"Become my lover earlier?" I asked, a grin on my face as I reached over and fondled her breasts.

"Y-you… naughty… I'm driving!"

I pulled my hand away, as I really did want her to hurry. However, my expression grew serious for a second.

"The boy who killed himself was me a long time ago. Back then, I was weak and scared, and I ended up losing everything as a result. That same kind of situation won't happen again. However, make no mistake, I would die for any one of you."

"You…"

"Saying that now…"

The girls were all flustered to speechlessness. I hadn't meant it to entice them. I had spoken the simple truth. I wasn't willing to lose them again. I would give anything, even my life, for the women in my life. As I thought those words, I realized they were the truth. The mini-van finally descended into silence. However, it wasn't a long trip overall, and we didn't wait long before the school was in sight.

By the time we got there, the sun was starting to set. My mind started thinking about Kira once again. I hadn't felt this anxious since I got the phone call from Kira begging for help. I had called her phone twice and texted her on the way, but she still hadn't returned my calls.

When the mini-van pulled up in front of the school, I practically leaped out. Akiko was the boldest, and followed after me without a thought. Miss Fukumi was a little slower, and Maria still felt a bit awkward being here at all. It had only been a day since we had started to form a relationship in her mind, and now she was suddenly being tossed into a world with gods and magic.

I didn't feel ready for a final confrontation with Depravity. I only got my memory back and realized he existed a little bit earlier that day. Now, things were brought to an end. He was holding Kira and making his move. Perhaps he was afraid of what Mary would do if he waited any longer. After all, she was a wild card to him. Either way, he had made his move, and I had reached a point where I wouldn't give up what was mine without fighting. So, I was here, and I had no clue what I was going to see, or how I was going to deal with it. For once, I was going in without a single plan.

When we reached the doors, however, a person stepped out and I found myself stopping short. Akiko ran into my back, having been hot on my heals. The other two girls were farther behind, and they slowed down as they noticed her.

"Mary…" I said shortly. "Where are they?"

"You don't want to go in there." She responded, biting her lip.

"Is that more of your manipulation?" I demanded.

"No…" She looked down shamefully. "It's my wish to protect you."

"Kira is in there, yes?"

"Kira… has been through worse." She spoke slowly, causing my hands to tighten. "She can… still take it. You can claim her back when you're ready."

"I won't let him have her!"

"You're not ready for Depravity! He's not a man who plays by the rules. He never has been. When it comes to a sexual relationship, he can be exciting, but he is also chaos incarnate. He will break your girlfriend, and any of these other girls too. Take them home, protect them. Kira… her mind is already protected a bit thanks to Netorase. With time, you can win her back."

"No!"

"Why not?" Mary's face flashed with a bit of anger, and for just a second, I felt some kind of indescribable pressure push down on me, which had to be the might of a goddess.

However, I was completely unphased. "Because I love her!"

Mary blinked, as if she didn't understand the words.

"NTR Crush isn't a game to me. It's a life. I take what I love, and I hold on to it, because I love them all! I won't let anyone I love suffer! I won't let anyone I love regret! If I'm not good enough for them, to hell with letting them go! I'll become someone good enough for them!"

As I was yelling, I had closed the distance between us, and I realized I had been shouting right in her face. Our lips were only centimeters from me, and she was looking at me with teary eyes, her entire body shaking.

"Hakaru… I can't let you be hurt either…"

"It would hurt more doing nothing… I'm just a man, I can only do so much."

She bit her quivering lip. "Are you sure about that?"

"Where?"

She lowered her head, "He has her in the gym. He… hasn't done anything yet. It's no fun without an audience. That's what he believes. He's expecting you."

I nodded and walked past her. Mary could only stand there with her head down, saying nothing as the girls walked by. When Maria passed her, she put out her hand.

Mary glanced at it in confusion. "I… can't do anything to help here."

"You can be there for him too. Sometimes, being there is enough." Maria responded.

Mary cautiously reached out and grabbed Hakaru's sister's hand, and the pair entered the school together, following the rest of the group.

I charged forward without caution, pushing my way into the auditorium. It was dark, except for a single spotlight. It illuminated someone in the middle of the room. That person was Kira, still in her school uniform, although it looked like it had been roughed up a bit. She was sitting in a chair, and she was bound to it with ropes that were tied behind her back. Her face was strangely flushed, and she looked a bit out of it like she had been drugged.

"Kira!" I immediately called out, the word echoing across the room.

She jerked, looking up, but her eyes were unfocused. "Ha-Hakaru…"

I started running toward her, but only made it half way when I started hearing clapping. A form stepped out into the light, but it wasn't Mr. Smith, like I had expected.

"Hey, Hakaru…" Derek smirked.

"Y-you?"

He stretched, laughing to himself. "Are you really surprised? You had to know I was playing the game, right?"

"…"

"I've tried to hurt you a few times already. Fiddling with Gina, getting her pregnant, and getting her to blame you… that really should have worked. Destroying your relationship with Kira and Akiko. That should have worked too. I had to admit, I was growing really frustrated when you kept worming your way out of these situations.

"You see, my god is War… but not the War. He's more like the God of battling for love. Wouldn't he be a perfect fit for NTR? He thinks so. Thankfully, Depravity doesn't mind. As long as War becomes his subordinate, Depravity will let him have NTR."

"And what do you get out of it?"

"Riches? Fame? Power? What else is there? You were too naïve, Hakaru. All you thought about was playing with women. You don't realize the truth. Women mean nothing. With those other three, you can have any woman you want. While you fight in the trenches trying to steal slutty housewives from their husbands, I'll be having my pick of beautiful supermodels. You'll spend months convincing a woman she loves you to get her to suck your dick, I'll just snap my fingers, and a man will willingly hand me his wife for the hopes of a promotion. That is the life I envision. I'm not going to steal a small slice of heaven; I'm going to rule the entire place!"

"Then, why bother with me at all?"

"You? You're more personal." He chuckled. "Depravity wants you to fail."

"Where is Mr. Smith, after all? Using another proxy again, like Mr. Fukumi?"

"Hehehe… why does he need to get his hands dirty when he has already won?" Derek asked, "Besides, I practically volunteered when I heard what he had planned for tonight's little game."

"Derek… we don't have to be enemies. Just give back my girlfriend?"

"Your girlfriend?" Derek smirked. "Is that what she's calling herself? It's so hard to tell, she's had so many…"

Derek reached up and clicked a button. Suddenly, a screen appeared. Kira was naked, and there were several men having her. I heard a gasp behind me. That would be her mother, Sasori.

"You… bastard…" I cursed.

"Me? None of this was me! Kira had become Depravity's favorite plaything long before NTR came along. She had been used by countless men… even those you know…"

He clicked a button, and another video popped up next to the first one. This one caused Maria to let out a cry, covering her eyes. It was Father. He was plowing away at Kira from behind. He clicked another button, and Mr. Fukumi was there, watching his daughter get fucked by a stranger while jacking off. He ended up cumming on his daughter.

"N-no…" Sasori let out a wail, falling to her knees.

Click. Click. Click. Video after video started until the walls of the auditorium were filled with Kira. Sometimes she was crying. Other times, her face was full of sexual bliss. There were at least a hundred different men. Every position, every hole, with varying numbers of partners. There was no sound, but that made the whole scene even more chilling. I had known something bad had happened to Kira because of Mr. Smith, but I had never dreamed it had been to this extent. I felt like my heart was being stabbed.

On the stage, Derek grinned malevolently. He was just getting started.

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"No… please… no…" Kira was still out of it, but she was trying to deny the images that were appearing all around her, tears running down her face as she was forced to see all the horrors her body had been put through over the last year. "I'm sorry, Hakaru… I'm sorry… aahhhn…"

Her words were suddenly stopped and she made a strange noise.

"Haha… don't tell me you're getting wet watching yourself bang tons of strange men? Well, don't worry, you'll be back to what you love most shortly." He chuckled as he sniffed her body lewdly before looking up at me. "Damn, Hakaru, I knew you loved used sluts, but she takes the cake!"

"F-fuck you!"

"T-that's impossible." She whimpered. "D-don't smell…"

"Ah… but it's true… you're really getting wet." He laughed and then winked at me. "Well, this aphrodisiac is literally made by a god's skill. What girl could resist being turned into a slut?"

"I'm going to fucking kill you!" I cursed, taking a step forward.

He lifted a finger. "Ah… I wouldn't do that. Well, you can try… how about it… do you want to give it a go?"

He reached behind himself and pulled out a knife. I tensed for a second, but he then ended up throwing it carefully forward. It hit the ground with a clatter and then slid across the slick floors until it stopped near my feet. I looked down at the knife suspiciously.

"One of the perks on working with a god of true power… if you kill me, he'll just bring me back." He chuckled. "However, you'll instantly lose. Attempted murder takes you out of the game."

"You're still trying to pretend you guys are playing the game?"

Derek chuckled. "It's all a game! Some of the best parts of playing games is cheating!"

"Please… stop… I don't want this…" Tears were falling down Kira's face as she cried.

I kept my clenched fists at my side, keeping myself from grabbing the knife. He was right. If I became a murderer, there was no chance that I would be able to stop them. I might as well be throwing in the towel completely. I couldn't even imagine what they would do with my girls.

"You will stop this immediately!" Sasori finally had enough of seeing her daughter in pain and took a step forward. "I will be reporting this! Mr. Smith, nor will you get away with what you are doing!"

Derek let out a small laugh. "You really think your word means anything? You were already fired. Who would believe you if you suddenly came out now with slander against the man who removed you from your position? It'll just look like a petty teacher who couldn't handle losing her job properly. Besides, I think you'll keep this little secret."

"Why would I?" She snarled.

Derek rolled his eyes like it was obvious. "Because, if you don't, I'll reveal these pictures of your daughter. Her life will be destroyed. Not just her social life, but everything. We'll, of course, paint her as the slut she is. I can also destroy Hakaru's family… and if you think you'll be spared from this…"

He clicked a button, and new things appeared. These were images of Sasori herself in compromising positions. Most of these seemed to have been taken by my father. Except, the last few depicted Sasori and I together. My face turned white, and Sasori looked like she was going to be sick.

"Proof you were actually fucking your student. You really should have checked your house after Mr. Fukumi left. He was exactly the kind of guy to have spy cameras to watch you fornicate. It was rather easy to sneak into your house and retrieve them. Cuckold would have betrayed depravity for you, but once he abandoned Mr. Fukumi, that man was all too willing to tell Depravity everything."

"You… you bastard…" I felt weak, realizing just how behind I was in coming here. "I won't let you take Kira…"

Of course, I'd be behind. For months, I walked around acting like nothing had happened. They had cheated to keep me from remembering, and then they had set up to destroy me the second I became a nuisance. They had months to prepare for my downfall. It was as close to a checkmate as possible. I didn't even have Netori with me to help.

"Kira? I don't plan to take Kira. I plan to take them all. Sasori, you'll be my little sex doll, or I'll reveal everything about your relationship with Hakaru. I'll destroy you and your daughter unless you become mine."

"Y-you…"

"It's the only way to protect your Hakaru, right?" He chuckled, causing Sasori to look at the floor, not even willing to meet my eye. "And Maria… I'll destroy your father, your mother, and your brother… unless you have pleased me with all of your effort."

"N-no…" Maria gasped, covering her mouth while her eyes turned watery.

"You have nothing on me!" Akiko responded, tossing back her hair. "Even if you have images of me having sex, I don't care if you reveal them. At worst, it'll just make you look like a pervert. As for Hakaru, he means nothing to me."

"Haha… Nice try." Derek laughed. "The first rule of war, know your enemy! You may not remember right now, but you've played the devil before to protect Hakaru. I know the truth, that you care for him more than yourself! If you submit, you may be able to make things easier for Hakaru. However, in truth, I'm not interested in a skank like you!"

"Y-you… ahhh… ahhh…" She suddenly made a noise, her knees tightening as she bent, like she had abdominal pain.

"Is something the matter?" Derek grinned.

Kira had calmed down since the slideshows had ended, but she was panting hard, and there was a puddle under her that was likely lust. She was completely under the effects of some kind of aphrodisiac, and it showed. However, looking at Akiko's flush cheeks and hard breathing, I realized something was up. Derek had a smug expression on his face, and a quick look at Maria and Sasori showed a similar expression. At first, I had thought they had been angry, but their expressions were too similar to Kira.

"The aphrodisiac is airborne!" I let out a gasp.

"Look at you, finally catching on." Derek chuckled. "Like I said, it's a godly thing. Only works on a woman, perhaps my greatest ability. Gina couldn't spread her legs fast enough. I'm sure all of your women will do the same."

"Girls," I turned to them. "Get out of here!"

The three gave worried looks at me and Derek, but they knew they couldn't stay. The feelings were growing more intense by the moment. Sasori ushered the two other girls, who were practically walking with their legs squeezed, back to the doors. However, when they tried to open them, the doors were locked.

A clapping sound turned everyone's attention back to the stage where Derek was applauding. "Ah… this is really fun. To watch you squirm like insects, it truly was a wonderful idea to side with depravity."

"Just stay close to me." I whispered to the girls. "What is it that you want, Derek?"

"I'm going to fuck Kira, here, right in front of you. She loves you the most, so she's worth the most points to break. Well, you understand that, don't you? You can watch while your girlfriend loves every moment of my cock… and then the rest of your girls…"

"Heh… Even if you tried, I'm a pro at pleasing women. I can satisfy all of my women and be up there to kick your ass before you even get to second base!" I snapped.

Thankfully, the aphrodisiac didn't seem to be geared specifically toward him. It was more like a generic thing that brought out their eroticism. With enough time, they'd become delirious with lust, but I was confident I could satisfy all four women, and not allow Derek to touch a single one of them. However, he let out a laugh and then pressed a button, and the lights in the auditorium turned on. I had been concentrating on him and the slideshows, so I hadn't seen anything in the darkness. As the light appeared, and the bleachers on the side became available, my expression twisted.

There were around a hundred men, all sitting there in their underwear or less, their dicks out as they stroked themselves. The girls let out cries, looking away, but I caught Maria looking back, unable to control her body's swelling feelings. It was like a thirsty person suddenly seeing an oasis. Even if you could see dead animals all around and knew it was poison, it'd be difficult not to take a second look. With enough time, you might even drink, even if it killed you.

Two dressed men who weren't a part of the crowd moved to the center of the auditorium and unfolded a chair. Then they started moving toward me. I acted instinctively, reaching down and grabbing the knife.

"Back!" I cursed.

The men stopped for a single moment to look at each other and then kept approaching. They were larger men, thick enough that even if I stabbed them, I wasn't sure I could cause damage. It was obvious they planned to hold me in the chair and make me watch. As I backed away, Derek made some gestures and all the men in the group started getting up. They were moving toward my three women, with dark, malevolent grins on their faces. Sasori grabbed the two other girls and put them behind her, trying to use her body as a shield. However, with that many men, it was basically useless.

While I was being forced back into one corner, the girls were being forced back into another. Once these two men had a grip on me, I knew I wouldn't be getting away. As for my girls, it wouldn't be rape, because in a few moments, they'd be wanting it. Derek was War. He had created an army, set up a trap, and in a single maneuver he was ready to destroy me. It was as simple as that.

"H-hakaru…" Kira panted. "Save me…"

She sounded very similar to a phone call she had once sent my direction long ago. It caused my heart to throb painfully, but there were two large men in my way, and all I had was a small kitchen knife.

"I'm here…" Derek said, somewhat mimicking my voice.

"Hakaru?" Kira asked, somewhat delirious.

"Of course…" He winked at me, pulling out his dick and wagging it in her face. "Put this in your mouth. It'll make you feel good. Hakaru promises."

His dick was actually a lot bigger than mine. He had clearly used his own points to increase the size, but where I stopped, he kept going, and he now had a 14-inch cock. I might have been able to make a comment about his own insecurity that he wasted points in such a manner, but with him pushing it in Kira's direction, I bit my tongue.

"R-really?" Kira seemed to buy into his words.

"Damn you! Kira! Don't!"

"Hakaru! I-I'm sorry." Sasori cried out as the men finally cornered her, reaching out to start pawing at her until she couldn't take it anymore.

Kira opened her mouth, hesitantly grabbing Derek's member.

"That's a good girl. Open your mouth, give him a good show." Derek laughed.

"P-please…"

"I can take you away." A female voice suddenly broke out a few meters away.

"M-Mary!" I called out, my eyes dancing to her, "Please, help!"

Mary shook her head sadly. "I can't interfere in this. Not with them. Only with you."

"M-me?"

"I can spare you the sight. I can take you away from here. You should have listened to me when you had a chance. It only would have been Kira. She would have endured."

"Endured… and hundred men?"

She looked away sadly. "It's the best I can do."

"Shut up, bitch!" Derek screamed.

Kira was now stroking his dick, and it was getting hard. She was moving her mouth to it now. Sasori had been stripped down to her underwear. Guys were stroking their cocks at her and she was starting to lose herself.

"The best you can do?" I hissed. "Netori… she wouldn't have allowed this. She'd have given everything to stop it."

Her expression turned bitter. "Netori was a cheat and a thief! I play by the rules."

"She'd have given everything! She took everything, but she gave everything in return! That's what it means. NTR isn't about stealing or losing! It's about giving it your all for what you desire! It's about going all in, and following your heart, damn the consequences!"

"Well, she's gone!" Mary yelled back angrily. "She's not coming back! She's in a place only the dead can enter! You'll never see her again!"

"Dead…" My back hit the wall.

"Yes…" She reached out. "Please… come with me. You don't have to feel pain anymore."

"Pain… is a part of love. You don't get it, Mary… no one can be perfect. You just have to give your all." A smile formed on my lips.

"Hey! Hakaru," Derek looked at me, "Damn, she can only fit the tip!" She had his dick in her mouth.

"Hakaru…" Mary made one last gesture.

I lifted the knife, causing the two men to freeze for a second, and then I plunged it into my chest.

"No!" Mary cried out.

"Hakaru!" Sasori let out a blood-curdling screech that even caused the surrounding men to flinch and back away.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" The person who screamed the loudest was Derek.

Sasori's scream had caused Kira to gain lucidity for just a second. Just as her lips wrapped around Derek's cock, her eyes fell on a dagger entering my chest. All thoughts of anything else fled her mind. She instinctively closed her teeth as hard as possible. She ended up biting the tip of his cock right off.

As my blood splattered across the two shocked men, Derek's blood splattered across Kira's face. Grabbing his groin, he fell off the stage screaming, while she spit out a pink thing in disgust. Mary was running toward me, the auditorium had broken into pandemonium, and I was collapsing to the ground. Darkness flooded my vision, but it was quickly followed by a white light.

As I breathed my last breath, a voice suddenly whispered in my ear. "Where do you think you're going? I keep what I steal."

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The numbness through my body decreased a little at a time. My awareness only started to return after what felt like an eternity. The first sound I heard was my own mouth letting out a low groan. Ever so slowly, I regained sensations. When my sight returned, I was initially blinded by a white light, but after some squinting, I was finally able to get a handle on the infinite white space around me.

"That hurt…" I muttered to myself, using all of my energy to bring myself into a sitting position. "So, I made it here after all."

"You fool…" A familiar female voice came from behind me. "How could you do such a thing?"

I could hear sniffling, and I instinctively knew that Netori was crying behind me. I smiled to myself, although I didn't turn around to look at her. Instead, I gave her time to compose herself, I knew Netori to be the type who didn't like to have her weaknesses shown.

"It seemed like the quickest way to make it here." I spoke, staring straight in front of me.

"When I saw your soul passing by, you scared me so much." She said, her body suddenly pressing against my back in a hug. "I thought I'd lose you!"

"I'd do it again, to see you."

"D-don't act so cavalier with me! I'm the thief of hearts, y-you can't so easily take mine!"

"How can I take what I already have?" I asked, grinning.

Netori pressed her forehead against my back. "You naughty child, when did you become so bold?"

"I had to lose everything, and fight for it back again." I responded, lifting a hand and touching her own resting on my shoulder.

I finally turned around and looked at Netori. She was just as I remembered her, a dark-haired beauty with a tendency to ignore gravity. Even pressed against me, her lower half was hovering over the ground. Actually, there was no ground within the infinite whiteness. I felt something hard from which I was sitting on, but it had no physical difference I could see beyond what made up the walls and ceiling, or lack thereof.

"It's good to see you." I said, reaching out with my palm.

She pressed her cheek against it. "Thank you for everything, but why did you come?"

"I suppose you really can't see what happened out there?" I asked.

"No, in fact, I don't even know how much time has passed."

"It's been about three months."

"Three…" she let out a sigh, closing her eyes. "That's good."

"Good? I really wouldn't say that…"

"No… you don't understand. Time passes differently here. While it has only been a few months for you, it has been hundreds of years for me."

"What?"

She giggled. "I'm a goddess who has lived since the dawn of man. A hundred years is nothing to me. However, I worried that you would have moved on without me. When I saw your soul, I first thought you had died from old age."

"Really?"

"Truly…" Her smile then started to falter. "However, I'm not sure I can really help."

"What? My girls are in trouble right now. It's why I came."

She sighed. "I'm too weak. The time where I could easily move between the heavenly realm and the mortal realm are gone. I'm trapped here because I don't have the strength to leave it."

"Is it because you've been giving your power to me?"

"…"

"That's what this game is about, right? You're trying to turn me into the Harem God's replacement."

"It's not like that!" She responded defensively. "I mean, you're right, I'm trying to turn you into a god, but it isn't about Harem."

"You should have told me the truth."

She lowered her head. "Could you have accepted it? Before you've experienced everything you have, would you have accepted me telling you I wanted to make you a God? Remember, when I met you, you were ready to die."

"I'm not angry…" I reached out and grabbed her chin, lifting her head. "I wanted to tell you that I'm in."

Her eyes widened. "Wh-what?"

"You and me… I will become a god powerful enough to keep you all."

"Hakaru…" She breathed, leaning forward as if to kiss me, before pulling her head out of my grasp. "You don't get it. It's too late for that. With all of my power, I might have just had enough, but now I'm trapped here. I can't fulfill our plan."

"Yes… we can get you out of here."

"Hakaru, it's impossible. I no longer have the power."

"You're right, you don't."

She frowned, looking up at me. "Are you making fun of me? I said it's impossible, As I am, I can't escape this world."

"Who says I plan to leave you who you are?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

She suddenly jerked, looking up at me with eyes even wider than before. "You don't mean…"

"I'm here, and they rest inside me. We were going to do it eventually anyway, so let's do it now. We can bring back NTR together."

Netori once again had a flash of excitement that quickly dulled out. "You don't understand, Hakaru. Things have to be done in a particular order."

"What do you mean?"

"The NTR points… they're a power within you. It's my power, which I have been infusing in you. You must acquire enough of my power, and then select godless, cutting off that power within you. It's like filling a tire with air. Every skill you have is like a hole in the tire leaking air. At first, it didn't matter, because there was no air in the tire and nothing to leak. However, as you've become a higher and higher level, you've reached a stage where any more growth is just about impossible, unless we plug the holes. Only then, can I take the final plunge? That's when we can finally… um… be together." She blushed shyly for the first time.

"I'm not sure I understand what you're saying."

"My maidenhood, my body… it's the final catalyst to ascend you to godhood. The same act that would put NTR back together would also make you a god. The combination of all three souls inside you would cause your body to cease to be mortal. However, you as you are right now are a vessel not quite full enough. You're not ready. I only have one chance to give you my power, and then it won't happen again."

"Then… if we're together…"

"If NTR comes now, my power will return, but you will never be able to become a god!" She winced. "I could leave this place, and I could resurrect you, but after that, it would be game over. You and I could never be together. A goddess can't be with a mortal. This isn't about age, immortality, or appropriateness. This was an edict set by the council of gods and goddesses. In the old days, gods frequently made half-gods. You've even heard the likes of the Greek gods and their children. That's why this kind of thing is no longer allowed. That's also why I avoided speaking about my true plans until now."

"I see…"

"I'm sorry, there is no other way."

"There might be." A voice suddenly broke into our conversation.

Netori looked up, and then her expression turned dark. "You…"

"Hello, Netori. We meet again so soon."

There was another woman standing just a bit away from us. At first, I had no recognition at all. She wore all white, and she had large breasts. Her skin was like milk, her hair was blond, and she was easily as beautiful as Netori. Except where Netori had dark hair, dark eyes, and dark clothing that accentuated her pale skin, this woman was clad in white to the point she almost seemed angelic. Then, certain features about her face started to become familiar, and I realized who it was.

"Mary? Is that you?"

She nodded. "Yes, Hakaru. This is my real form. Well, as a goddess, you could say I have no true form. On Earth, I pick that form because it is a form that I rather like, however, between the worlds, I thought it suiting to appear as I really am. Do you approve?"

She seemed slightly worried by my answer, but I couldn't get anything out, as I was still stunned by her appearance. It was so different from her usual self, but also exactly the same woman. It was hard to describe. It was like when I saw Kira dressed up for prom the first time, but that effect times a hundred.

Netori glanced over to me. "Don't believe anything this vile woman says! She's a liar and a homewrecker."

Mary bit her lip. "You're the one who always told lies. You've always believed that emotions are what matter, that as long as the feelings are there, it doesn't matter how they got there. I believe relationships must be open and honest to be real."

"Don't try to psychoanalyze me, Matrimony, or whatever the hell you call yourself now, I've been around thousands of years longer than you!"

"Well, part of you has." Mary snickered while covering her mouth smugly.

"Bitch!" Netori stood up angrily.

"Mary, what are you doing here?" I demanded, grabbing Netori to keep her from lunging at the other woman.

"You have to ask…" She gave me a shy look. "After you shed this mortal coil so roughly, how could I not worry?"

"You came to check on me?" I blinked.

"Is that so hard to believe? I've already told you how I feel." She gave me a pouty look, and then glanced over at Netori, a mocking expression on her face. "I thought Netori may pluck your soul in transit, but she's let so many men slip through her fingers in her life, you can forgive me for needing to check."

"See!" Netori pointed at her while shooting me a look. "You see how evil this bitch is! She should die!"

"You see how she treats me!" Mary looked at me with pleadful eyes. "Isn't she completely dreadful!"

"Hakaru! She's an ugly hag who has ruined my entire life!"

"Hakaru! She's a malicious whore who doesn't even value love or companionship!"

Both girls were bickering, and they seemed to want me to be the referee between them. It only took seeing them interact for a few moments before I was starting to realize the kind of relationship the pair had. Netori had painted Marriage as a dangerous foe, a person who came along and ruined everything, and acted malevolently against Netori. Mary acted like Netori was a liar and a thief. She was a troublemaker who deserved to be knocked down a peg or two.

Both women weren't exactly wrong. The pair just happened to have a difference of opinion and how they went about things. They had a feud that went on for untold ages, and it had grown to a point where they both hated each other and didn't even have a reason for it anymore. They were like squabbling neighbors, no, more like squabbling sisters. The way Netori argued with Mary wasn't much different from the way she had fought with Netorare and Netorase, and they both were technically a part of Netori.

Hakaru let out a snort and then covered his mouth. Both women looked at him with identical aghast expressions.

"Hakaru! Tell Mary to get lost! You're my champion! She can't interfere!"

"No! Hakaru tell her about us! Tell her she can't break apart our relationship!"

"There is no you two! You bitch! You always act so freaking nice, but now Hakaru knows the true you, so there is no way he'd be swayed by your giant cow tits!"

"Th-there not cow tits!" She covered her chest, but then once again a smug look appeared on her face, similar to whenever she had a comeback. "Although, they're much bigger than your mosquito bites!"

"Se-see! It's a lie! My tits are C's! They're the perfect size! A mosquito bite? You've finally been caught in a lie!"

"Hehee, I was talking relatively. I mean they are just mosquito bites compared to my magnificent bosom."

"My breasts are the perfect size! They're enough to fit a cock between, they jiggle when I jog, and they're just enough to fill each hand!" The space between Netori and Mary had disappeared and the two women were yelling at each other. "Meanwhile, your cowtits are just wasted fat! A guy would suffocate in those things! Actually, they're rather suiting for a succubus like you."

"Th-they are soft and well formed, and men envy them, thank you very much!"

"Hakaru, touch my breasts! Tell her how much better they are!" Netori declared, pushing her chest toward me.

"No! Touch my breasts! Let her know that bigger is better!"

The girls were trying to use me to break the standstill between them, and now I was suddenly being offered the tits of two goddesses, literally. I wanted to appreciate the situation, but it wasn't the time. I was still dead, and even if time didn't move the same, I still felt a bit rushed.

"Will you both stop arguing for a moment!" I shouted, causing both girls to blink in surprise as if they forgot I was more than just a piece of property they were fighting over. "Rather, I wanted to go back to what you said when you came. You said there was another way!"

"Ah! That's right!" Mary puffed up her chest. "Isn't it obvious? I can bring you back to life! Then, I can help you ascend to godhood."

"You can?" I blinked. "How?"

She blushed, "Ah… isn't it the same way? Jeese, you have to be dense now and make me say such things. As long as you get Godless and patch those holes away, a night with me, and I'll skyrocket you to godhood!"

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"Don't trust her! She definitely has ulterior motives!" Netori growled.

"Is what you're saying the truth?"

She chuckled. "Of course it is? Once you've become a god, I can even help you expel that Netorase and Netorare's power!"

"Wait? What? But I'm still putting NTR back together!"

"What?" She made a face. "Why bother? If you do that now, it'll only weaken you. Just let her rot in purgatory!"

"Mary…" I made a bitter face.

"See, I told you!"

"I-it's not my fault!" Mary shook her head. "I promised not to take Netori from purgatory. If I did so, I would be violating my word and would experience a horrible backlash. However, if you give up the power of Netorare and Netorase, then it will become that much harder for you to reach godhood! Even Netori would understand this much! I can return your soul to the mortal world and help you ascend to godhood. All Netori has to do is sacrifice the last bit of her power."

"What are you saying?"

"The NTR sisters, they'll be reborn, but you'll be around to scoop them up, you'll be immortal, after all."

"You're talking about killing them!"

"Goddesses don't die. They'll just get reborn. In twenty, thirty years, you'll be able to interact with the sisters again."

"That's completely unacceptable!" I nearly shouted, my face growing furious.

"She's right." Netori's voice came from behind, cutting through all of my anger like a knife.

I spun around, my eyes wide. "What are you saying?"

Netori's expression had changed. Rather than angry or upset, she seemed to have grown peaceful and accepting.

"If I were to selfishly reform NTR, your path to godhood would be much harder. If I give you the power you need to use Godless, and she sleeps with you, then you will be able to ascend, and my sisters will return to the ether. It's the best way, the safest way."

"How can that be?" I demanded.

"You're thinking like a mortal," Mary explained. "Age and life don't have the same meaning to immortals. Once you become a god, you will exist on another plane of existence. Sacrificing the three sisters would be a small price to pay."

"Not to me!"

"Hakaru…" Netori's eyes were watery, but she had a gentle, accepting smile on her face. "This is the best way. I've already waited a hundred years for you to save me. Another thirty is acceptable to me."

"Why suddenly agree with her on this?" I demanded stubbornly, tears welling in my eyes. "She could lie! Once you're destroyed, she might not help me."

"She will…" Netori sighed, "As she said, she's a lot of things, but her oath cannot be broken. Swear to me, Mary, swear to be on your very power that you will help him become a god."

"I will!" Mary nodded. "I swear as a goddess, that I will do everything in my power to help Hakaru become a god!"

Something about those words gave a sense of finality to it. I realized that this was genuinely the two girl's choices, and I didn't have a say in the matter. I couldn't bring NTR back without giving up Netorase and Netorare. If I gave them up, I couldn't become a god. If I saved her, only to grow old and die as a mortal, then I'd never be able to claim Netori and fulfill my own promises. An immortal couldn't be with a mortal. That wasn't to say they couldn't have sex, but they couldn't be together emotionally.

"This is what you both want?" I asked, my head lowered.

"It is…" Netori nodded.

"Yes." Mary agreed.

If it was something the two of them agreed on, then it was probably important. "Mary, can you give us some privacy for a bit?"

"Ah? Y-yes… of course." She nodded, "Just say my name, and I will return."

She disappeared just like that, and I was alone in the infinite whiteness with Netori. Netori looked at me with a gentle smile. She seemed to be at peace with what was about to happen. I really wished she was the same stubborn Netori she usually was. However, when it came to me, she suddenly no longer had any doubts.

"Your points? We should discuss them." Netori responded with a slap of her hands.

The familiar smartphone appeared in her hand, and she started looking through it. It had been some time since I had dealt with such a thing. It seemed like the only thing of importance was Godless. I didn't understand things too much, after all, I wasn't a god, but the NTR points I had been earning were basically Netori's power that she had been drip feeding me. I could execute her power, but that would be using it.

That system was designed both to hide her true goal of creating a god, and to help me grow acclimated to the power of a god. The final skill, Godless, was intended to patch up those leaks in power, and allow me to reach the apex of godhood.

"You're already made it to level seven." She said in surprise. "Once you have godless, sleeping with Mary will propel you to godhood. Your progress has been incredible."

"Level 9 is godhood, right?"

"You should understand that the levels to immortality don't stop once you become a god. My power as a goddess would be equivalent to a level 10. As a 9, you'd be about as weak as a god could be. Meanwhile, Marriage is closer to a 13, while depravity is 12. Some gods even reach as high as twenty. You will probably never deal with those gods. They deal with the fabric of reality, the immunities laws. The concept of gravity, for example, is far more powerful than the concept of love. We're known as the personification gods, because we take after products of humanity, but technically anything can get a concept, do you understand?"

"That's how my power was suppressed. Depravity is a higher level than you."

She nodded. "Regrettably, a higher-powered god can suppress weaker level gods. If you end up a level 9, you will only just be immortal. Mary will have the power to suppress you."

"You said she wouldn't."

She smiled bitterly, "I hope she won't. However, she once suppressed Harem. Someone can't stop their own nature. However, the benefit of using her is enough. For me to help you reach godhood, you'd have to reach level 8, and then using both my sisters and myself, our combination would be enough to bring you to level 9. However, because Marriage is more powerful, she'll be able to bring you up from level 7 to 9 by burning up Netorase and Netorare. Once my sisters are gone, I'll dissipate soon after."

"What if she left them alone?" I asked, my brows furrowed angrily.

"She'd need you to be at least level 8. Even she can't make a god so easily out of you."

My hands clenched unconsciously on my own shirt. In the end, it was because I hadn't done the things that Netori had asked me to do. If I had accepted Godless back then, perhaps none of this would have been possible. If I had taken my leveling seriously instead of acted like a coward, I might have already been a god. Now, Depravity was involved, Netori was trapped, and more and more gods and goddesses were starting to learn about her plan.

Rather than simply trying to piece herself back together, she was trying to make a god to fit a concept, rather than a concept that fit a god. I didn't even understand it more than that. It was probably something a mortal mind couldn't even understand. I was only starting to grasp the implications. For example, if immortals couldn't form a relationship with mortals and have children, what would happen to my sister, Sasori, or Kira? That was something that she had deliberately not explained, because I was pretty sure I knew the answer. However, what she was telling me was already more than I could grasp.

"Why are you telling me all this?" I asked, feeling completely overwhelmed and helpless.

"Because, you need all of my knowledge, because once I give you the last of my power, I won't be able to give you any more."

I nodded slowly and hesitantly, an unhappy feeling welling deep inside me, "How many points do I have?"

"You're at 25,000 points right now." She sighed. "5,000 short of Godless. I will be able to transfer you my power, but it will be costly. Because the previous points were earned by you committing NTR, that power transferred easier."

"Just 5,000 points?"

"My sisters have already given all their power to you. I've already given enough power to bring you up to level 7. Even calling me a level 9 goddess would be deceiving. There was a reason Depravity moved now. I was too weak to even resist when he tossed me into purgatory. Since then, my power has only dwindled more."

"What if…" I licked my lips, "I leave, and then keep playing until I'm level 8, then come back and get you?"

"You'd have to cripple Depravity to gain that much power. Level 8 requires 45,000 more points. I don't doubt you can reach it with some time, but we're out of time. The other gods and goddesses are probably suspecting something now. What I'm doing hasn't been forbidden, but some gods will certainly try to stop it if they knew we were doing this. You've seen how fast things progress in only six months. Imagine if it took another year? I'd be even weaker by then, and less able to help."

She lowered her head sadly. "Perhaps, I was simply being too greedy. I wanted everything, without having to sacrifice anything. It's impossible to get something for nothing. In the end, I'll have to sacrifice myself so that Hakaru can finish his evolution. Please, take care of my sisters and I after our rebirth. We won't remember our old lives, but it will still be us. Don't let Mary have her way with us."

"Netori…"

She gave one last smile. "Hakaru."

A dark smile erupted on my face. "I want everything."

She blinked. "What?"

I reached out and grabbed her wrist. Unlike usual, she didn't skillfully pull away or disappear and reappear somewhere else. In fact, her expression was filled with shock as I pulled her to me and wrapped my arms around her. Only as I embraced her did she weakly push on my chest, but there was no strength behind it.

"Netori, you're mine. I said I'd have you one day."

"N-no…" She turned away. "We can't now. You can be with the new Netori, you just need to wait."

"I refuse."

"H-Hakaru… don't tease me." She said weakly. "I've already waited a hundred years for you."

"Then why wait any longer." I kissed her, my lips pressing tightly against hers.

After a moment, her lips finally loosened, and my tongue began to explore her mouth. She was just like her sisters, and nothing like them at the same time. While my tongue explored her mouth, her tongue darted out and attacked mine. She only knew how to be on the offensive. Her life had been a series of taking what she wanted. Never had she been given a thing.

She ripped her lips away from mine, gasping for air. "Hakaru… we can't. It's too much of a risk. You may never be…"

"This is what matters to me." Hakaru responded unhesitantly, "I will have you every way I can."

"But… there are too many dangers…"

"I will plow through them. I will defeat Depravity, and then I will reach level 8 on my own."

"Mary… she may not be willing to help you reach godhood at that point, with my old self around. Part of the reason she is willing to do this is that it will get rid of me!"

"Then, I'll steal her too!"

"H-Hakaru." I put a finger on her lips, stopping her from saying anything more.

"I will take every girl, and I won't settle for anything less."

Her last bit of resistance melted away, and her shoulders loosened as she gave herself to my embrace. We fell to the floor, enjoying each other in a world of infinite whiteness.

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My hands slowly wandered across Netori's body. One article of clothing at a time was stripped from her until her gentle white skin was bare and I could explore her body not just with my hands but with my eyes as well. It was difficult to say which was purer, the infinite whiteness of purgatory, or the smooth, silky skin of Netori's body. She looked more beautiful than she ever had before. Considering I had Netori's body where I could touch it, I decided to give her body everything that I had.

Netori wasn't the kind of girl who would lay back and remain passive, though. She was the kind of girl who gave as much as she got. As soon as she committed to sleeping with me, her hands deftly explored my body as well. My shirt was already off, my pants were unbuckled and threatening to fall to my knees, and my cock was out and in her hand, her fingers gripping it affectionately.

"I've wanted to taste your cock for so long." She purred, looking at my cock with lustful desire painted on her face.

"Well, you've put so much work into it with vanity points." I snickered.

She stuck her tongue out at me and shook her head. "You think a thing like size matters to a goddess like me? I can have whatever I want. I didn't give you vanity points so you could please me or any other girl for that matter. I gave you the vanity points so that you could grow comfortable with yourself. The first day, I gave myself to you just the way you were, and that will always be the case. I'll always love you, no matter what."

"It was just a dream that first time, an illusion." I snorted.

"Was it?" She snickered. "I wonder…"

"You're saying we really had sex?"

"Sex… no… if you had penetrated me back then, it might have been a problem. However, that doesn't mean it wasn't me. Illusions can take many forms. Perhaps I let you slide it between my legs?"

"Did you?" I asked, gulping as I looked down at the area between her legs; a perfect heart-shaped hole was between her thighs, illuminated by the infinite whiteness beyond.

"I wonder…" She responded, tilting her head.

"You…" I narrowed my eyes. "I'll make you give me an answer."

"Rather than wonder what parts were an illusion, and what parts were real…" She offered coyly. "How about you take everything now, and you will know it's all real?"

"No tricks?" I asked warily.

"I'm not in a mortal vessel anymore. This is a spiritual body. I have it appear like you remember, but in truth, I could wear any face." Suddenly, her face looked like Kira, then Maria, and then Tiana.

I put my hand on her shoulder. "I want the you I know the most."

Although Tiana was the mortal vessel of Netorare, who had resembled Netori to the point I once had confused the pair, that was no longer the case. Netorare was Netorare, and Netori was Netori. There was no confusion in my mind anymore. They were completely different women. Netori turned back to the form I was most familiar with, and only then did I gently kiss her lips.

She pulled away and then slowly fell to her knees, her hand stroking down my chest as she lowered herself down. Her other hand continued to move up and down my member, her finger dancing skillfully with the finesse of a goddess. I pulled my head back and moaned as my hands ended up in her silky hair. She didn't hesitate to open her mouth and take it in.

She may have been a goddess, but that didn't mean she could just engulf my cock in a single mouthful. She only fit about half the shaft in, but her tongue moved just as skillfully as her hands and moved up and down my shaft pleasurably. Her fingers had moved to my balls, which she stroked lovingly. Her head started bobbing gently back and forth, her lips stroking my dick. Using both of her hands, her lips, and her tongue, she brought me to new sexual heights.

It didn't take long before my cock was throbbing, feeling the limitations that it couldn't become even more engorged with blood, such was my excitement. Her lips were soft; her tongue was wet and warm and hit all the best spots. Her fingers were delicate and mischievous, teasing me. I might have been amazed, had I already recalled that she knew all the spots to drive me crazy. After all, I had a similar ability of my own.

Grabbing tightly on her sleek hair, I pulled her head away and then pushed her to the ground. She let out a cry as I pushed her body up and plunged myself between her legs. The sweet taste of her motherhood entered my mouth. I used all of my own skills on her, and soon she was painting as well. She let out light, haggard breaths as my tongue explored the cracks and folds of her nether region.

"N-no… fair…" She panted, grabbing tightly in my hair as she started letting out cute moans. "You've gotten too good."

I chuckled. "Couldn't I say the same about you?"

"You… I can't take it anymore. Just put it inside me." She moaned, writhing erotically.

Her words were never sweeter, so I lined up my cock. I was already as aroused as I had ever been, and she was wet and excited. I had wondered if the experience would feel different, considering neither of us existed within our mortal bodies. I was a spirit on my way through purgatory, and she was a goddess trapped there, yet the feeling and experience were just about the same. With a thrust, I pushed myself inside her.

"Ahhhn!" She cried out, her nails scratching my back as I plunged in deeply.

Netori was an animated girl, and even with me on top, she didn't sit back and take it passively. Her hips rotated and gyrated as I thrust into her, adding to the overall pleasure for both of us. Her hands clung to me, and for every inch of her body I explored, she took an inch of mine. We were two thieves, stealing pleasure and delight from each other, and delivering it just the same.

Our lips met again, and her tongue darted playfully around my mouth. She was always teasing, always testing my boundaries. If I didn't remain vigilant, I'd become lost in her at any moment. Our bodies continued to move, almost like a single unit, a writhing mass of flesh and sex in a sea of white. As waves of pleasure shot from my toes to my head, I continued to increase the pace. As I moved faster, so did she.

"Ahh! Ahh! Yes! Yes!" She cried out into the endless void.

There was no echo, and I couldn't tell how far our voices could travel, but the only noise was the sound of our bodies and our moans. No, the only thing around us was our bodies. Netori was the only thing in my world, and I was the only thing in hers. It wasn't even a matter of ignoring the world around us. There simply wasn't a world around us. We were the world. We were the only thing. We were everything.

"Ah… I-I'm cumming! Hakaru… make me cum!"

Netori didn't play games or mince her words. When she was close, she wanted me to finish her. I picked up the pace, my balls slapping against her skin with each rough thrust. Even as hard as I was going, Netori lifted her hips, pushing against my cock to slide it in a little deeper and make it penetrate her a little faster. As she climaxed, I could feel a sudden flow of energy. As her pussy tightened around my cock like a vice, her entire body became less corporeal. I started to slow down.

"D-don't stop! Keep going!" She moaned.

As if to support her own words, her hips wildly started humping my cock, savagely stretching against the muscles of her climaxing pussy forcefully. Liquid squirted out wetly as she came all over my cock, but even then, she didn't stop. I recovered my own pace, determining to leave a piece of myself inside her before she was gone completely. Her body was slightly transparent, as in I could see the whiteness beyond through her.

As that happened, the closeness between us grew. I could feel her love, her mind, her emotions, all flooding into my body along with vitality and strength. Netori was becoming a part of me, and also a part of the sisters inside her. As we became one, so did she.

At this point, my hips were moving at a blazing rate. Even as Netori grew weaker and weaker, she tried to keep up, tried to fuck herself into oblivion. Her tongue was loose now, and freely let out cries of ecstasy, as the orgasm she had started became a continuous wave of pleasure. Even as she sacrificed everything left of her soul, she could only feel delight and contentment.

"Hakaru!" She gasped loudly. "I love you! I've always loved you!"

"Netori… you're mine! Always!" I said back, kissing her roughly as I slammed my balls as deep into her as they could go, even lifting up her hips to drive them deep into her womb.

At that point, I started cumming, releasing hot seed deep inside her. Netori, who was still climaxing herself, began to shake and spasm as the feel of the heat inside her and the throbbing cock deep inside became too much to bear. More power flowed in, waves and waves of it. It was an unceasing storm. My lips connected with Netori's. We looked into each other's eyes. She faded away.

The storm inside me stopped as quickly as it started. I was lying in purgatory, completely alone. Even the seed I had just planted inside her had disappeared. The only thing left was a splattering of her own sex on the floor that dripped down as she came. The writhing energy inside me stopped coming, but I felt bloated like I had more energy than I knew what to do with.

My cock finally softened. My breathing returned to normal. Netori was gone. I sat there on my knees amongst a sea of infinite white for I didn't know how long. Time in this world wasn't like time in the mortal world. I could have been there for five minutes. I could have been there for a hundred years. The clock didn't move, and neither did I. I was waiting for something, although if I was asked what, it'd be difficult to give an answer.

Naturally, I was waiting for Netori to return, along with Netorase, and Netorare. Yet, as time drifted by, there was no change. All that was there was me, feeling fattened with an energy I didn't understand. I lowered my eyes. My hands tightened in aggravation. If it ended like this… if the process to put her back together failed, then all of this had been for nothing. Even if I became a god eventually, I wouldn't want it without her by my side.

Was my body not a good enough vessel? Had I not gained enough NTR points? Were there too many leaks to patch? All of these fears went through my head, yet still, I waited. Just as I had enough and went to stand up, did I feel a sudden pain explode in my stomach.

"Ahhhh!" I screamed as I collapsed back down onto the white floor.

Energy began to flow out of me at an alarming rate. If Netori's power had been a waterfall, then the power now was like an avalanche. It was a natural disaster, and my only option was to hold on and hope. Once again, time seemed to move by agonizingly slow. All I could feel was pain and loss. Energy left like a deflating balloon, yet I couldn't lose consciousness. Time passed by, and it wasn't clear whether it had been days, or minutes.

At this point, I became vaguely aware of a figure growing in front of me. It was a bright light of pure energy. It burned my eyes, but I couldn't look away. When the last drop finally left me, the pain subsided, only to be replaced by a sudden pressure pushing me down. I felt like I was about to be flattened by something far more powerful than myself. That feeling went away quickly, ending as the very ground of purgatory trembled as if speaking out in protest over what was happening within it.

When the bright lights, the trembles, the pain, and the pressure all finally disappeared, I was left on the ground, gasping for breath. I was slightly surprised I was still alive. I was alive, and I had my wits about me. At that point, a flutter of white, seemingly whiter than even purgatory, caught my vision. I looked up to see a mysterious girl standing there. I didn't recognize this woman at all, and yet I did as well. Her face was never a face I had seen, and yet I knew instinctively.

She was a stunning beauty, with long black hair, perfectly white skin, and a slender, yet curvy body. She was at the same level of beauty as marriage, perhaps even more beautiful. As for the three sisters, she was a step above all of them, but perhaps that was because she was all of them.

"Hello, Hakaru." She said in a silky voice. "I'm glad we could finally meet. I am the goddess of sexual affairs. You can call me NTR."

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"You say that like we haven't met before?" I asked, my lips twitching anxiously.

I didn't know why, but my heart was suddenly beating fast, and I felt nervous. This was the Netori, or rather all three sisters, but she also wasn't. The way she held herself seemed to have a feeling of pride and arrogance. She came off as far more elegant and less accessible than her sisters. It was an aloof feeling, like I wasn't fit to be in the same room with her. As I studied her more, that feeling only grew.

I told myself that this was because of the power discrepancy between us. I no longer had the sisters inside me, and NTR was three times stronger, maybe more, than she had been before. She was a much higher tier goddess. In terms of level, she had to be at least a level 12 now. She might be as strong as Depravity. For a mortal, it only furthered the gap between us greatly.

"I possess the memories of those three women, but to say I am the same isn't quite right." She responded carefully.

"I see…"

Her voice had an alluring charm to it that made a person want to listen. She had an awe-inspiring presence that left me feeling inadequate. No matter how much I fought against those negative feelings, her perfection only seemed to serve to highlight everything I lacked. It was at that point I realized that I didn't have the same feeling around Mary. Even when she appeared in her true form in this white space, I didn't feel quite like this. NTR seemed to notice the small frown on my face.

"What is it?" She asked, cocking her head. "I'm more than those three were. Am I not satisfying enough?"

"It's not that…" I didn't meet her eye. "I just… miss them."

I changed what I was going to say. I had no clue how to tell her that she made me feel inadequate. Rather, I took it as a personal challenge. Since there was such a gap between us, I would have to close it. I told Netori I would have her, all of her. This was all of her, and the second I saw her, I started to feel scared. I forced myself to look her in the eyes and smile.

"Perhaps, they should have made it clear the results of this. Their personalities were just fragments of my own. The same with their beauty, their power… everything."

"It's fine. I just need to get used to the new you. You're still my girl."

"Hehe… that's the boy I remember." She laughed, but in a way that didn't really touch her eyes. "Then, shall we go?"

"Just like that? You can bring me back to life?"

"Of course." She nodded eloquently, "I am much stronger now. She promised you godhood, right? I will keep that word, and help you achieve godhood. It will take playing NTR Crush a little longer. However, I'm not as weak as Netori. I can award more points, and I had ideas. This game is my namesake, after all, not Netori's. As an ally, you have definitely moved up."

"And afterward, we'll be together forever, right?" I asked, feeling a bit afraid of the answer.

She looked me up and down and then took a single step toward me. Even though she was several feet away, she closed the distance with that single step. She gently put a palm on my cheek.

"You don't need to worry. This is a good thing. You did what the sisters wanted. You have nothing to fear. I'll take care of you. After all, I owe you my existence. I didn't just absorb their power. I absorbed their love. I care about you, Hakaru. That hasn't changed."

Feeling her soft, warm hand on my cheek, I finally let out a relieved breath. I finally felt like things might be okay. I was just letting myself get worried over nothing. Her face changed. Maybe her personality changed as well. However, she was essentially the same girl.

"Now… I'm sorry, but this is going to hurt for a bit."

"Huh?"

I suddenly felt like I had been plunged into water. The white light around me flicked out like a switch, and I was surrounded by darkness. Then, I started to feel a pain in my gut. Actually, compared to the feeling of NTR's formation, it was rather weak, and I was able to handle it alright. It also seemed rather brief. It felt like time, which was at a standstill, had returned to normal.

Slowly, muffled sounds and feeling started returning to me. I heard the murmur of voices. I heard a beeping sound. My eyes started to flutter open. The light was blurry, and I couldn't make out anything. Instead, I concentrated on the sense that was the most vivid at the moment, my ears.

"His eyes are moving! Honey, he's waking up!"

"That's good. Good! Hakaru! You scared us! I thought my son was dead!"

"Don't start chastising him now, he's not even awake."

"Ah, good idea. I'll chastise him when he's fully awake."

"That's not what I meant."

My eyes started to clear up to see the image of my mother and father looking down on me. Mother had tears in her eyes, while dad had a slight smirk on his face.

"How was the other side, son?" Dad asked.

Mom hit his shoulder with the back of her hand. "Don't say something like that?"

"What? The doctors said for five minutes he was actually dead?" Dad let out a laugh.

"Don't remind me! You foolish man!"

I was in a hospital bed and wearing a hospital gown. It was a single room and I was there alone with my parents. There were various cords strapped to me and needles inside me. The pain in my chest wasn't as bad as it had been, but as I tried to move, I could feel bandages across my chest.

"K-Kira…" My voice croaked the first word I had spoken.

Nothing else mattered to me at the moment other than my women. Of them, it was Kira who was in the most danger. Knowing what her fate was would more or less inform me of the fate of the rest. Plus, since she was my girlfriend, it'd be the least odd if I asked about her, although it was tough to say whether my thoughts were so complicated yet. My head throbbed, and just trying to remember what happened was difficult.

My parents glanced at each other and then mom spoke. "Kira is fine, dear. They're actually out in the waiting room."

"They?"

"Her… mother brought her." Dad said with a small frown. "That Akiko girl is with her. So is your sister."

"Sasori looks more worried than Kira." Mother chuckled.

"She should be." Dad put on an unhappy face. "She's the one that let our son get hurt."

"Nonsense… how could she have done more? If anything, she saved him!"

"What do you mean?" I asked as I tried to get a grasp on the situation. "What happened?"

I had expected to wake up in the gym and still have time to save the girls. When I realized I was in a hospital, I began to grow afraid that the girls had been left in that situation. They were in the waiting room, though. That meant they were safe, at least, at the moment. Still, I wasn't able to finish my confrontation with Derek, let alone Depravity.

"You don't remember?" Mom asked. "You went back to the school to meet up with Kira. A group of hoodlums had broken into the school. They attacked you. You and Derek stood your ground and protected the girls. Sasori pulled a fire alarm in a panic, and that scared them away."

"Ah… right… I remember now…" I responded slowly.

Obviously, that was the story they were telling everyone. I'm not sure how Derek got protected in that, but I'm sure it was a necessity to explain all of his blood. The reality was way less noble for both of us. He got his dick bitten off by my girlfriend, and I stabbed myself so that I could get NTR's help. In the commotion, Sasori must have pulled the fire alarm, and the men Derek had brought fled, afraid of being caught. After that, Derek and I both were brought to the hospital, and the girls came up with some group of people accosting us. There was certainly evidence of a large group.

Derek was brought into it to protect us. Depravity had set all of this up. Now, he was going to have to be the one to clean it. By including Derek in the story, he couldn't easily throw us under the bus. Everyone was protected. It was probably the best outcome I could have hoped for, yet I still had wanted to finish off my enemies then and there. I guess I had imagined NTR appearing next to me and smiting my enemies. Perhaps I was being a bit too expectant. She had just put herself back together, she probably needed time.

"How long has it been?" I asked.

"Just two days." Mom said. "I'm so glad you woke up. If it took any longer, I'm not sure I could take it."

Mom reached out to grab me, but suddenly Dad wrapped his hand around her. He cupped one of her breasts as he did so, copping a feel as he grinned lewdly.

"Come, wife. Hakaru will want his rest."

"You… acting perverted even now!" Mom shot back.

"We'll see you in a bit. I'll send in your girlfriend if you want comfort."

"I should comfort my son! Stop pulling!" Mom was in tears now, and it really did look like she was ready to throw herself on me, but dad dragged her out of the room.

Once the door closed, I leaned back and sighed.

"You didn't call for me." A voice came to my side in a pout.

I looked over to see Mary standing there. She was back in the body of the punk girl and vessel I was familiar with. She had a very displeased look on her face.

"I…"

"You brought back NTR, I know! How could I not! You threw away your best chance to become a god!"

"There are still chances."

"Hakaru!"

"Leave over, Matty."

"You! I hate that name! You know that!" Mary shot her look over my body to someone on the other side.

It was NTR standing there, a smug look on her face that said she was well aware of what pissed Mary off. I gave a start when I looked at it. It was because she looked like Netori. Rather, she was using the body of the girl who Netori had used. She was identical, but how she held herself was completely different. It was like the difference between Netorase and Kira. It struck home that she wasn't just a stronger Netori. I supposed, in my mind, I had always thought that NTR was just Netori with more power and strength, but they really weren't the same woman.

"I will take care of Hakaru from here on out. You can leave." NTR sneered. "Unless you intend to try to take my man again? It won't go your way the second time!"

"I could barely tolerate 1/3rd of you, but now that I see you back the way you are, I remember why you were so detestable!" Mary looked over to me. "See? You're still wounded!"

Mary touched my stomach. Instantly, the pain vanished. No, it was more than that. The wound had healed instantly.

"No, don't… agh… so irritating!"

"Do you hear this? She wanted you in pain! Now, when the bandages come off, you'll be good. I wouldn't be surprised if you're out by tomorrow! If you had picked me, then I wouldn't have forced you to wake up here!"

"Y-you… have no finesse!" NTR shot back. "First, if he just suddenly healed after dying, some of those chronies of Derek's would think that he's some kind of messiah and start worshipping him! Secondly, it puts Depravity in an awkward situation where he can't make a move. Third, women like to tend to the man they love. This was an opportunity for Hakaru to grow even closer to his mother and girls and get some points!"

"Y-you… are you implying that I'm just some… ahh… Hakaru, why are you laughing?"

"Are you making fun of us?" NTR demanded.

It was just the way they were arguing was exactly like how Netori argued with Mary in purgatory. It had felt so familiar, that I couldn't help but laugh. I laughed because I felt some relief. I had started worrying that NTR wasn't the same woman as Netori. However, I was starting to realize that they may not be the same, but they weren't so different either.

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"Hakaru!" I found Sasori's nice breasts in my face first off.

Mom and dad had done as they said they would. They got the girls and gave me time to speak to them. As for Mary and Netori, they were still arguing up until the point they disappeared, seconds before the door opened admitting the other women. Even though my girls more or less knew everything, the pair didn't seem to want to appear in front of them. It must be a goddess thing. My parents weren't even there.

Perhaps my parents trusted Sasori was a good enough adult to watch the other three. If mom only knew her joke about me being with Sasori was absolutely true. Dad, who had previously been a lover of Sasori until he got bored with her and broke it off, would be furious. Just thinking about it gave me a strange sense of pleasure. In a way, Netori was still with me, I guess, so I enjoyed the scent and feel of my former teacher.

If the other students in my class thought that nearly dying would get them a place in sensei's chest, many of them would have gladly jumped off a cliff just for the chance. However, those things were reserved for me. I couldn't enjoy them too long though. Her daughter was present, along with my sister and my woman, Akiko. Plus, this was a hospital, and if a teacher acted too affectionate for too long, people would start to talk. Even knowing this, Sasori couldn't hold back her emotions, and cried while hugging me tightly.

Since she had pulled the fire alarm, she had saved everyone's life. In a way, she had earned first dibs, so none of the other girls minded. They all smiled with quivering lips, although their eyes all showed signs they too had been crying to various stages. Sasori finally pulled away, and Kira stepped forward. She didn't throw her arms around me. In fact, she kept her distance, and she looked almost scared to face me. I was only confused for a moment until I remembered exactly what had happened before I had left. Kira had started to give fellatio to Derek.

"Hakaru… I'm so sorry… I never would have… I never… I mean…" Kira looked away, her eyes just about to break into tears.

I reached out and grabbed her hand. "Kira, you were being drugged and forced to do it. The other girls were in just as bad of a situation."

"I promised myself I'd be careful."

"You didn't know what you were going up against."

How could she? Even with the belief something supernatural or mystical was happening, who would believe that this was the act of gods and goddesses? What hope did Kira have in fighting against them? Sure, she had the protection left to her by Netorase, but I was realizing how feeble that power truly was. A stronger god could override the power of a weaker god. So, while a protection might protect champions from each other, as soon as a god decided to cheat and use his own power, the whole thing broke down.

Then again, when Netori had planned the game, it was only intended to be between her and her two sisters. They were all absolutely equal in power, and none of them would go against the rules they set. It really wasn't supposed to end up like this. I had gone through a wild ride because other gods and goddesses had decided to jump in on her game, and a few even decided to just try to cheat their way through it.

I had to grin and bear it as all of those around me cheated to win. Although, I understood now why Netori was so insistent that I played by the rules, and also didn't play as active of a part as she could have in my development. She wanted me to become a god and becoming a god wasn't something I could do by taking shortcuts. I had to play the game straight, even if those around me cheated.

Now, we had succeeded against all odds. NTR was back, and her game had done exactly what she had wanted. However, I wasn't a god. This was fine. I had never really been planning to be a god, anyway. That was something Mary had revealed to me, and not something that concerned me too much.

NTR would still help me, and if it came between being a god or not, I supposed I might as well follow the path Netori laid out. She left me several of her powers, not to mention the beautiful NTR. Mary was also willing to help me, and while I didn't necessarily understand all of her reasoning, I did genuinely believe that she cared about me and wanted to help. So, with two powerful goddesses by my side, what did I need to be afraid of.

Perhaps that was part of the reason I wasn't too angry about what happened with Derek. She had bit off his cock. Just remembering it caused me to wince, but even when I winced a slight smirk formed on my lips. My words hadn't soothed Kira, who had started crying, but when she saw me suddenly smirk, she hit my shoulder lightly.

"Th-this is serious."

"You're beautiful, come here… kiss me!"

"B-but…"

"What, you think because you bit off a dick your lips are forever tainted? How many other men did you service while you were… nevermind that… because it doesn't matter! What matters is that I'm your man, and I will hold you forever by my side, okay!"

Her face had flickered when she started to recall all the horrific things she had been forced to remember. So I changed what I was going to say. I would never think that Kira was used up. Even if we wanted to talk physically, Netorase had repaired all of that damage when she was inside Kira. As for Derek, she could bite off the dick of any guy who tried to stick it in there! Ah… except for me!

"Hakaru…"

"Besides… you're the mother to my child!" I pulled her to me. "So, don't think you'll ever get away from me!"

"Ah! That's right!" Kira said, her eyes widening as her hands went to her stomach.

"She's WHAT!?" Sasori let out a cry that was a little loud, causing a nurse to peak in the door.

When the nurse moved away, Kira turned to her mother. "I-I'm sorry, in all the excitement, I had forgotten to say anything. After the incident, I regained all of my memories. One large thing is that I'm pregnant. I'm actually starting to show, but I thought I was just eating too much and wore baggier clothing."

Kira stroked her stomach, protruding it in a way that made the very start of a baby bump extremely obvious. Anyone who saw her there would instantly assume she's pregnant. In fact, once seeing it, it was hard to unsee it. If her own memory didn't return, she would have found out anyway within the next month. There just wasn't any way to deny it any more than that.

"Ah! A-a niece or nephew!" Maria's eyes lit up.

"G-g-g-g-g…" Sasori's eyes were big and she was shaking.

"Geh?" Kira cocked her head.

Akiko gave a smirk and leaned over to her teacher. "That's right… you're a grandma!"

"Ugh!" She made a noise like she was just punched.

"Shall we call you old lady? Or Grandma Sissy?" Akiko asked innocently, each word like a whip against Sasori. "Who knows if Hakaru will even be into GILF action!"

"Akiko!" I admonished her.

"Hmph! Kira got a child, Sasori a grandchild, and Maria a niece or nephew, I'm the only one who didn't get anything! To think, I stopped birth control too! Hakaru should have definitely made me pregnant."

"You say that like I'd ever let you get pregnant!"

"You can choose!"

I chuckled darkly. "I think you've gotten presumptuous the last few months. I've been treating you too nicely, almost like a lover or mistress."

"I'm not?"

"You're just a sex toy! Perhaps, I need to take you back to my dungeon and perform some retraining so you remember your place."

"I remember!" She cried out. "I remember! Please, Master… have leniency!"

The girls laughed, but her reply suddenly caused me to realize something.

"Wait, you all remember?"

"About Hakaru raping me!" Maria snorted. "How could I forget?"

"You raped me last week!"

"Hehe… and you better not forget that too!" Maria smirked.

"Also, how Hakaru blackmailed me." Sasori blushed. "You were so naughty back then. You even had me in front of my daughter."

"Soon, I'll be having you in front of your granddaughter too!" I snorted.

"Oh, my…" She blushed even more, not looking horrified, but slightly intrigued.

"Technically, you already did once…" Kira laughed sweetly.

It seemed like when NTR returned, the spell that had been on everyone had broken. Everyone was able to remember the past. Wait… there was something that was a bit off about that. Dad seemed to still have some kind of perverted control over mom. He definitely could remember. When mom suggested I was with Sasori, the ugly look on his face definitely suggested he remembered having cheated on mom. However, mom didn't look like she had recalled that dad was a scumbag.

"What are you thinking, Hakaru?" Sasori asked, noticing that my brow was furrowed.

"Mother." I responded shortly.

"Mom?" Maria asked, perking up.

"If you remember everything, then you remember the relationship mom and dad have now versus how things used to be."

"Dad going out every night and banging any slut, mom drinking herself into a coma on the couch. Yeah, I remember."

"Ah!" Sasori made a noise, which caused Maria to glance at her with a questioning expression.

"My mom was one of those sluts." Kira explained.

"Slut! You…" Sasori shot her daughter a harsh look.

"P-pregnant!" Kira frantically pointed to her belly like it protected her from everything.

Sasori sighed and then patted her daughter's head, then rubbed her belly for a good look. That seemed to calm her down as Maria blushed and recovered from her slip.

"Anyway, mom seems a lot happier than she used to be. She used to complain that dad never touched her. They are married, so if their sex life improved, then mom's happiness might just be genuine. As far as dad, once he got used to being with mom regularly again, well, it might just be a habit. Maybe… it's best if we leave it this way." Maria offered.

I actually wanted to agree with Maria. Mom did seem happy. She smiled more, and on the surface their relationship returning felt like a good thing. However, the first time I had seen mom start to be happy was when I started to show interest with her. Since I had felt that happiness, I knew it a lot better than Maria. The happiness she experienced now, it felt forced. She was faking being happy. I remembered her drunkenly leaning on me, begging me to rescue her from dad. That left an imprint, and there was just no way I could let her be.

"You're going to go after her, aren't you?" Kira asked, a small smile on her face.

"I love her, and I know I'm the only man who can truly make her happy. Mom just doesn't realize it yet. I'm going to take her from dad, and I'm going to become the man in her life. Dad may be acting good now, but he's still the same cheating scumbag he has always been. He may have some renewed interest in playing with mom, but he only sees her as an object. Once he gets bored with her, he'll move on to the next toy. I won't let him break her heart again."

"Hakaru… you don't have to do this alone." Maria said.

"Sister?"

Maria bit her lip and then nodded to herself before giving me a resolute look. "I will help you, brother. Together, we will turn mom into Hakaru's lover!"

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As Mary had predicted, I was released from hospital the very next day. Her healing had done wonders and as soon as they removed the bandages to change them, their mouths had fallen open over the complete lack of wounds. A quick scan had confirmed that everything healed perfectly without any damage. The doctors were stumped, but whether it was from Mary or NTR, the use of a little goddess magic and the doctors didn't look too hard at the near miraculous recovery.

Of course, my mother was only thankful that my recovery was swift. If she chose to thank god for that, she'd almost be right. After all, my recovery was the result of two goddesses intervening. So, two days later, my parents brought me home in our car, and I sat in the back with Maria. Where they couldn't see, we held hands, and occasionally whispered something to each other. I felt a closeness to my sister that I hadn't in a long time, and it felt really nice having her next to me. I actually had to restrain myself from fondling her. I definitely didn't want to get caught doing that.

Our conversation was mostly about how I'd get mom away from dad. It wasn't enough that I simply threw myself at her. Dad was a very real obstacle. He used to be away all the time. Now, he was home more often than not. There were very few opportunities when I could express my love and take advantage of Mother. If he showed up, he'd definitely intervene, and it might even end up violent like when I had struck him with a bat. In fact, that could be said to be the cause of all of this, since it was after I was sent away that things started to go strange.

This wasn't to say that I had completely forgotten about Depravity either. Derek and Depravity were definitely two things I had to worry about. However, with NTR and Mary on my side, it was only a matter of time before they were defeated. Their moves had boughten me a bit of time. In that time, I wanted to win back my mother, and then come at them at full strength.

I already was formulating an idea based on what I knew about the pair. War and Depravity really did match their name. War was the kind of person who wanted a direct confrontation. They built an army, prepared a battlefield, and ultimately made an attack. I knew the covert subterfuge Derek had used, but getting the Mafia involved was only a test. The event in the auditorium had been the true attack.

It really had been a perfect plan. He had lured me to his battlefield. He had taunted me before the battle to break me psychologically. His army had been a large group of degenerates who followed Depravity. They might have even been some of the same men that were part of the God of Lust Society, those that had managed to wiggle their way out of it through luck, money, or power. Their attack had been to ruin my women in front of me and destroy my sense of manliness. It was extremely effective.

It was an attack that had almost destroyed me, and I had to do something unbelievably risky just to make it through. However, we somehow managed to pull through with both sides retreating. Derek had been hurt just as much as me, probably more. His army had been scattered, but not destroyed. It wouldn't stop War from planning another battle. No matter what influence Depravity had over Derek and War, War wasn't going to change.

As for Depravity, he was someone who hid his deeds. He skulked behind an innocent façade. He didn't attack directly. Instead, he tried to draw out the Depravity in all people, and use it to bend them to his will. The God of Lust Society was one such endeavor. The reason it had seemed so amateur and childish is because it was. It was just a front? A façade. It was a mask that Depravity hid behind. True Depravity bubbled under the surface. If you pulled off the mask, he'd only sink deeper, and you'd never see it all.

He'd never attack directly unless he was certain of victory. The only reason he had exposed himself was because he didn't expect Mary to intervene. However, he must be getting desperate to show up personally. As for how I could defeat him? He'd always hide behind others before he'd show up himself. Getting him to come out of his dark hiding space would be the greatest challenge.

It would definitely require the help of the two goddesses if I was going to pull it off. He, by all accounts, wasn't truly playing the game. He had been here since before the game had started, and he planned to be here after it left. As to what he was trying to do on Earth, playing with and ruining mortals, Kira having been one of them, I didn't know. However, after seeing the things Mr. Smith had done to my woman, I planned to destroy him, even if I had to give up my godhood to do it. He was definitely not a guy I could ever forgive.

By the time we made it home, mom had already turned back once. "You two seem to be getting very close."

We had been whispering in each other's ears a bit too much. I withdrew my hand from hers with a squeeze and then proceeded to act emotionally distant. Thankfully, the pair of us were good at that, we had a lot of practice. Mom stopped eyeing us suspiciously and we went the rest of the way without having developed a plan.

Unfortunately, once we got home, it wasn't like I could just go in her room or vice versa. It'd definitely be suspicious. Maybe we were thinking about it too much. What parents would immediately assume their children were fucking and discussing bringing one of the parental units in on it? Yet, we were in a relationship, and it made every look my parents gave us a little more stressful. It was to the level that we definitely wanted to be a bit cautious. It was better in the past when both of them were out all the time with friends and we practically had the house to ourselves. I missed the times when mom was so drunk, I could fondle my sister openly and she wouldn't even notice.

As Maria said, it was probably better that those days were behind us. Neither of us wanted Mom to return to her depressed, lonely state. We just didn't want dad to be the one who brought it to her. He was selfish and arrogant, and he had been barely a father to us for years. He supposedly had other bastard children that he had basically abandoned and refused to acknowledge.

I couldn't even guess why he had decided to stick around with my mom. I mean, she was a Japanese beauty with a healthy sexual appetite, so I could imagine any man desiring her, but I couldn't understand why dad, who stuck it into anything, stuck around for so many years and supported us kids. Whatever happened, I would definitely cut him out. Admittedly, I didn't know how that would affect us monetarily, but I didn't care. I only had to look at dad's eyes once to know he had no love or care for his children, or for his wife for that matter. It was about time he was kicked out.

It would ultimately be up to mom whether father was kicked out of the house though, and to accomplish that, I needed to reignite her passion for me. A few months ago, she had been giving me some pretty strong signals. Only in hindsight did I realize just how much my mother had fallen for me. I had been shocked the first time we had sex, but I now realized she had been desiring to have me conquer her body for a long time. Perhaps she saw me as the harem protagonist she always wanted. Perhaps she just liked younger men. I couldn't say what was on mother's mind. However, she justified it though, I knew she was my mother and would accept me no matter what.

Before I could kick dad out, I needed the time to work on mom, and that proved to be the most difficult thing. That's where we were honestly stumped. That's what I thought, but the very night I had gotten home from the hospital, mom decided to cook me my favorite meal and eat as a family. It was there where the solution Maria and I had been spending the last day breaking our minds over ended up falling right into our laps.

"A business trip?" Mom asked with a frown.

"Yeah, sorry, sweetie. You know how these things go." He gave a laugh. "It's just a week. Can't you go that long without me?"

The way he said it, it made it feel like he was calling her a slut that couldn't even last a week without his magical cock. The slight blush on her cheeks suggested she had taken it that way as well.

"I'll miss you, but if it's for your work, then I suppose it is fine."

Is it for his work? That was a question I was very curious about. In the past, these business meetings had been so he could go to sex retreats and meet up with women. Sasori had been one such woman who would go on retreats and be his sex toy. Since he had remembered his relationship with Sasori, I had to believe he remembered everything.

At that, a thought occurred to me. Did he remember when I hit him with a baseball bat? I really hope that this was one memory that he had forgotten. Depravity started messing with our minds shortly after, so I never had a clear answer whether he had actually remembered it or not. I just had to hope that he didn't.

Either way, it would be too much to believe that he wasn't returning to his old behavior. If things kept going this direction, he'd have more and more business trips. Slowly, mother would sink into depression, start drinking sake, and return to the bitter woman she had been. Fortunately, she had me now. I wasn't going to let her face any of that hurt. Over this upcoming week, I was going to steal her body and heart. When father returned next Saturday, he'd be shocked to find all the doors locked and all of his stuff moved into a storage unit, maybe with a lawyer waiting to give him some divorce papers.

"Wow… sweetie, I'm glad you enjoy it so much." Mom said as I shoveled food into my mouth.

"It's so good!" I beamed.

Maria gave a small snicker. I had been eating my food extremely enthusiastically, and mom took it that I really liked the food. Instead, I was just excited and making plans for the next week. That night, dad packed his bags to leave.

"Hakaru." He said. "You're going to be the man of the house when I'm gone. Take care of your mother and sister."

"I will." I smiled.

Strangely, he put out a hand and shook mine. I squeezed his hand hard. Perhaps I was being a bit too competitive and I was acting suspicious, but I couldn't help myself. His smile tightened slightly, but he didn't say anything. He gave mom one last deliberate kiss, his tongue attacking her mouth and his hands grabbing at her body. Then he grabbed his bags and turned to leave. As the door closed behind him, the smile on my face hadn't left, but it had turned somewhat malicious. Thankfully, my flustered mother hadn't noticed. My sister had, and she hit my shoulder.

I covered my face, but the thought that was going through my mind did not change at all. This would be the last time that he ever touched my mother again. That wasn't just a threat, that was a promise!

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Once dad was gone, I found my eyes wandering to Mother more often than not. Had I turned into a complete momcon now? I had gotten only a taste of her, now I seemed to desire everything else. However, the situation from before was different from now. For whatever reason, she was still under the effect of whatever Depravity had done to the rest of us. Perhaps the shock of encountering Depravity had caused the rest of them to remember. Or maybe the fact that I had slept with them had caused some change. The only thing I knew was that it wasn't Mary or NTR who did it.

Mary had promised not to interfere, and couldn't break her promise without experiencing a nasty backlash. As for NTR, she didn't want their memories to return, since not remembering meant more points to me. In fact, she could have restored my mother's memory immediately, but if she did that, it wouldn't be helping me grow toward godhood. Mother was my last challenge, the one I had to manage on my own, before I could finally say I was ready to begin my path to godhood.

Even a month ago, thinking things like that would have been ridiculous. What kind of guy did I think I was talking about ascending to godhood? It definitely required a degree of hubris that would make most people blush. However, I had met many gods at this point, and I perhaps knew more about the god realm then any human. I had even visited purgatory and returned to tell the tale. I wasn't so simple of a guy anymore. Yet, despite that, the thought of pushing down my mother still caused my palms to sweat. I was able to push down a literal goddess, but mom made me nervous.

She had changed in the last two months since Depravity. All of us had changed. In a way, the man had done me a favor. By showing me what life would have been like if low self-confidence and failure had destroyed my self-worth, I truly began to value and respect the surrounding women. It was a lesson I had started to learn when I went to the all-girls school, but it only came crashing home when I had finally found myself seeing the girls from a non-game perspective.

I felt like my relationship with all of them was stronger for it. My sister and I now understood each other on a more intimate level, and she was willing to accept other women in my life. Kira was able to reconcile with her mother, and the both of them were willing to accept my love. As for Akiko, well, although she was still my sex toy, she was my woman as well. As someone who had been the most questionable in the past, it seemed to make her loyalty to me now even stronger. She had already been tempted away. She knew what that offered, so she wasn't easily swayed again.

Mother was the same way. She had seen a relationship with father at his best. If I could pull her away from him even now, then there is no way she'd ever return to him later, or leave for anyone else for that matter. It was the perfect time to strike.

"You're making that face again." Maria whispered over to me.

"There is no face."

"There is a face."

"This is just me."

"You're staring at mom's butt with a hungry look like a wolf, yet your brows are furrowed like you are not pleased with your desires."

"I'm very pleased with my desires!" I snorted, sipping from my glass.

"Once I push out a few kids, my hips will get wide too, will you look at my butt like that then?"

I spit out my drink, breaking into a cough. "K-kids?"

Maria blushed, realizing what she had just implied. "Ah, I mean… between us… Hakaru's baby… brother and sister… I suppose, if it's just one generation… it's not so bad!"

"Y-you!"

"Well, it's not like I can have a baby with someone else?"

"Definitely not!"

"Th-then… it'd have to be… Hakaru… right?"

I was flabbergasted over her words. I admit I had made progress over the last two months. However, I was only just getting comfortable with having women. Adding children into the mix, and that was a step more than I could handle currently. Worst of all, Maria was blushing and looking at me coyly. She looked especially beautiful. It wasn't fair that she asked such a question while appearing so tempting. I wanted to push her over the table and give her a baby right then! Just like…

"Ah… Maria… you're brilliant!" I leaned over and kissed her cheek.

This caused her to look even more adorable as she blushed, and a temptation started to erupt from down below. Soon, the hungry eyes were being thrown at my sister.

"You two sure have gotten close of recent." Mom's voice appeared like a damp towel.

The pair of us who were practically snuggling pulled apart, the chairs separating with a noticeable squeak of the floor. For a second, I had forgotten mom was there. She had been busy in the kitchen for the last twenty minutes, so I didn't expect her to suddenly turn around and come here at just that moment. It wasn't like I was really going to put Maria over the table, but if she found out about us, it might make it harder to push things forward with mom.

Mother was wearing an apron around a skirt and blouse. She looked nicer than the original her who always wore a bathrobe. Her hair was done up, her makeup was applied. However, there was just a hint of sadness in her eyes. She had been making dinner, and now she was bringing out bowls of ramen. We each got a bowl in front of us, it had strips of chicken, and was complete with an egg. The pair of us thanked her in unison, only growing more flustered as a result.

Mother let out a slight laugh. It was the kind of tone she had previously lost over the years. The only reason she could laugh so freely was that this was my mother before she realized her husband was a cheating scumbag. Maria and I gave each other a look. We both remember our old mother. She was a depressed woman who drank all the time. It wasn't that we wanted that mother back. Rather, we knew the kind of man dad was, and we understood it was only a matter of time until she ended up back in that state again. Neither of us wanted her to return to that state again, and the only way that would happen was if she remembered the past and learned from it. Maria gave me just the slightest nod, although we didn't have a plan just yet.

"You don't have to act so coy; I like that you two are getting along better. In the past, you used to fight like all the time."

"Mom…" I gave an awkward smile, not sure how to respond.

"You two are just starting to grow up." Mom's eyes suddenly teared up. "You won't leave your mother all alone, right? You'll call? Visit?"

"Mom, I'm not even done with high school yet, you know-" I stopped at those words, lowering my eyes.

That wasn't entirely true. With my path to godhood, I might be gone in the next three months or so. This was something I hadn't shared with the other girls. NTR, Mary, and I had these plans, but if they truly did come to fruition, I didn't know what that would mean for everyone else. It was definitely something that worried me. I could no longer say that I would be beside any of them forever. Suddenly, I wasn't so sure I wanted to take that path.

"Mother…" Maria reached out and touched mom's hair. "We'll definitely both be with you. Even if dad leaves, you'll always have Hakaru."

Mom laughed, wiping a tear, "Oh my, well, even if I have Hakaru, there are some things he can't do for me."

She laughed one more time and then returned back to the kitchen. It was exactly the kind of lewd comment the more jaded mother I used to have would have made. She was still that woman, even if her memories were hidden from her. Maria gave me a look, and then smirked. I raised an eyebrow, but mom returned with the rest of the meal. We started eating, but after a moment, Maria put down her chopsticks and turned to mom deliberately.

"Mom, I got into my choice for University."

"Really!" Mother nearly jumped up, looking far more excited than I would have expected.

"Y-yes?" Maria looked a bit stunned, not expecting such a violent reaction.

"We definitely have to celebrate this! It's wonderful news! I will go get the sake!"

She stood back up, and immediately headed to the garage where the sake was stored.

"I didn't even need to ask." Maria responded, slightly dazed.

"Is it true? Did you get into University?"

"Ah… it's my third choice, not first. I'm still waiting on my first choice, but yeah… It's not like I've decided to go."

She spoke those last words nearly to herself. At first, I didn't understand why she was acting that way, but then I realized she was facing the same dilemma I was. She didn't want to leave me by going off to college. At best, it would put some distance between our newly forming relationship. At worst, it might even stick a wedge into it before it could become something more. Maybe that was why she had mentioned children earlier. If she was pregnant, there would be no question about her going to University. She'd have no choice but to stay home and raise the baby, much like her mother before her. It would force her to stay at home.

"Maria…"

"Let's not talk about it right now. The goal is to get Mother drunk so she's a bit looser. Just follow my plan."

"Alcohol lowers that amount of points I get. The easier it is to seduce someone, the less valuable that seduction."

"Ah! That… well… just a drink or two. I have a plan."

That's all she got out when mom came back with three glasses and a bottle of sake. She was singing happily and nearly dancing on her feet. As a woman who had never managed to go to university herself, this was her proudest moment. Her daughter who she had fought so hard to raise was going to have a better life than she did. It certainly beat the life of a gang member and punk, let alone a shrine maiden to a slightly perverted harem cult. She poured a glass for each of us.

"It's a celebration, you must drink!" She told me.

Considering the thoughts on my mind, I felt like I could use a drink. We all ended up drinking a glass. She poured more, but I let it linger in my glass, and then poured it out when she wasn't looking. We ate our meal while mom happily chatted away. Maria answered all of her questions, although she kept an eye on me, as if afraid I'd run. About twenty minutes of idol chatter and three glasses of sake later, mom's cheeks were flushed, but she was still quite vocal.

"When your father returns, we will definitely get a gift for you. Anything you want, just name it."

"Actually, mom… ah! I'm sorry!" She suddenly spilled her drink on mom's skirt.

"Oh! Well, this kind of thing happens. I'll go to my room and change."

"Hey, mom, while you're there, can you get me that dress of yours? I might go out partying with friends in celebration later, and I wanted to get it dry cleaned first."

"What dress?"

"You know, the black strapless…"

"Ah! You've been wearing that? I knew it! I thought I saw a stain on it."

"I-it's not like you can fit in it anyway!"

"You- daughter!"

"Please, mom! You can call it my present?" Maria asked, fluttering her eyes.

"Hmph! Even though that thing looks very slutty…"

"It's yours!"

"Hehe… exactly! Fine… I'll bring it out, but it better not get any white stains on it."

"Mom!"

"Hahaha… my daughter… get your partying out now, because when you're in college, I won't have it!"

"Yes, mom."

Mother walked off into her room, shutting the door. After a moment of waiting, Maria reached over and pinched me.

"Ow! What?"

"Well? Go in there!"

"Ah! That's what this is?"

"She's drunk, in her panties, and thinking about her time as a slutty party girl. You're not going to get a better chance!"

"You… you're pretty evil."

"Tsk… I just want you to give her as hard of a time as you give me."

I looked at the door, swallowed, and then stood up. I guess it was about time that I gave my mom a hard time.

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Standing in the room alone with mom, I saw her standing in front of a mirror, admiring herself. She was wearing a dress, which must have been the slutty one Maria had mentioned. It was extremely tight on Mother. She had to force her body into it. As a result, it stretched where her boobs looked ready to burst out. The bottom of the dress barely covered her ass. On the other hand, it was extremely sexy. With her fixed up hair, the makeup, and the dress, she was looking as sexy as she ever had.

As the sexual desire flared up inside me, my feelings of worry and trepidation were blasted away. The dark Hakaru who had been in slumber for quite some time was starting to resurface. It was the same guy who raped his sister, turned Akiko into a sex slave, and blackmailed his teacher into sex. Two months of clean living had changed me, but those dark impulses inside raged back to the surface once provoked by my Mother's beautiful body.

I could recall the first time I had tasted her vividly. However, this was a different version of my Mother. This was a woman who hadn't started lusting after her son yet. I was about to change all of that. Mom hadn't noticed my entry, focused instead on checking herself out in the mirror. I stood in the low lighting of her bedroom for a solid minute as my lustful desires grew. When they reached the peak, I reached back and gave a light tap on the door, intending to get her attention.

"I'll be right out!" She called without looking back. "Hm, I wonder if I still have the boots."

She opened up the closet and reached in. She ended up practically falling inside. Her dress was raised up over her butt, revealing her butt and underwear completely. She was digging around for something, and as she did so, her butt bounced back and forth. Her underwear wasn't anything sexy. Instead, it was rather loose and old. The result was that it hung slightly, revealing the slit of her cunt every time she wagged her butt. It was like she was asking for it, but I was pretty sure she was oblivious to me being in the room.

Watching her there, presenting herself for the taking, any last bit of self-control I possessed was blown away. I took a few quick steps until I was directly behind her bent over form. I reached into my pants and pulled it out. Grabbing her ass with one hand, I pushed myself into her in a single swift motion.

"Ah-Ah!" She let out a gasp of surprise, losing her balance and becoming even more stuck in the closet. "E-Elzo? When did you come back home?"

She seemed to think that dad had stopped back home and was now accosting her. She'd certainly be shocked when she found out the truth, but I reckoned I'd let the lie live just a little longer. Enjoying the feel of her moist parts wrapping around my pecker, I grabbed on to her hips with both hands and began to rock my hips, shoving myself in and out of her.

"Ahh… Elzo… not here… not now… our children are outside. Ahn!"

I lifted a hand and spanked her butt, giving off a resounding slap that filled the room. My mother's muffled moans came from the closet, and the only other sound was the wet noises as I pushed myself in and out of her over and over again. The feel of her womanly body was missed. They were right to say a mother's womb was comforting, as I was most comforted by the feel.

"Ahn… Ahn… oh my… w-wait… Elzo?" Mother's voice started to change and she tried to pull out of the closet.

I sped up my pace, causing her to fall right back down. I moved faster and faster, thrusting my hips into her with reckless abandon. My silence was starting to cause Mother to realize something was wrong. Her moaning had stopped and she was trying to pull herself away.

"Th-this isn't my husband's cock… I can feel it. You're thicker than him, but not as long…" She said through panted breaths."

I can't say I ever looked at my dad's dick. However, his was longer? Well, girth mattered more, right? Plus, I could get plenty deep inside mom. I was stretching her pussy more than dad ever did. That's why it felt nice and tight for me.

"Who are you?" She gave a staggered breath. "You won't even let me see your face?"

She seemed extremely calm now. I was starting to remember that my mom wasn't any pushover. She was a party girl and a former gang memory. She joined the shrine of an unknown harem god simply because she was hoping for good sex. She wasn't like Maria, who I could just rape into submission.

Still, I didn't want to let up now that I had taken it this far. I groped her ass, and then let my thumb slide into her asshole. Even though she could keep her cool in this situation, The suddenness of my attack took her off guard and she ended up letting out a satisfying cry."

"Y-You…" She moaned.

I wiggled my thumb in her ass, using it as an anchor as I groped her butt with the remaining four fingers. Mother moaned and shuddered, unable to deny the feelings I was giving her. She made moans, and she was clearly enjoying herself, but as I kept going, I was starting to feel something was off. Of course, I was guided by my abilities. They were as useful as always. I was touching her exactly how she liked to be touched. I was hitting her erogenous zones with precision and skill.

Those skills proved to be extremely useful. In the long run, they were a hole that prevented me from reaching godhood, but in the short run, they were a powerful tool that I could use to seduce any woman. That's what I thought, but the feeling that something was off continued to grow.

Even though I was hitting mom with exactly the way she liked it, it didn't feel like she was being driven to any sexual heights. Rather, she acted about on par for the course. Leave it to my Mother to have already experienced the pinnacle of sexual delight. When it came to Sasori, she was a reserved woman who hadn't truly let loose. When it came to my Mother, it was a different ballgame.

I was beginning to understand what the sisters had been getting at. I didn't really need these abilities to seduce women. If anything, they were only an entry-level trick. True skill in seducing, pleasuring, and satisfying women came from within, not from a magical skill given to you by a goddess. However, at the time, I had rejected the notion of selecting Godless. I was convinced I needed my skills or would be defeated by the other players. The reality was that it wasn't looks, or how many orgasms one could deliver, that made someone a god of harems. It was something else.

I slowed down my thrusting, pulled my thumb out of her ass, and then finally took a step back. "Come here, Mother."

"H-Hakaru?" Her voice sounded a tinge surprised, but just a bit reserved as well.

She stood up and turned around. The look on her face was complicated as she tried to pull her little dress back down.

"Mother…" I said, forcing myself to meet her eyes.

"What are you thinking? As soon as your father is away, you suddenly do this to your mother."

"Shut up."

"Hakaru! How dare you!" Her face twisted angrily.

"Mother, just be quiet, and lie down."

"Y-you… what are you saying?" Her dark expression broke, and she had a mixture of fear and interest appear on her face.

"I love you."

"Hakaru… I love you too, but this… why are you doing this?"

"Because…" I reached out and gently guided her to the bed. "I know what you want, and I know Father is incapable of giving it to you."

"N-nonsense… our sex life is amazing. He gives it to me like-"

I put a finger over her lips, causing her eyes to widen. "I'm sure he uses you like a toy. He pounds you hard and all that bullshit. However, that was never what you wanted. Father is incapable of love. You've always known this…"

"Hakaru…" Her eyes started to well with tears.

"I love you, and it's a love I cannot express with simple words. I came in here with the idea of making you mine. I wanted to break you, or amaze you with my sex. Then, I realized the truth of it. For you, great sex was never about any of that. It was always about love."

Mother's body shook, and she bit her lip, lowering her head. "When did you suddenly become such a smooth talker."

"I just listened to the signs you were always giving me."

I lay mother back and then got on top. I pushed her dress up again, but this time I wasn't forceful about it. I gently spread my mother's legs, and then slid back in. She was already wet from before, but this time it was different. I wrapped my arms around her, my head resting in her cleavage. Her arms wrapped around me, hugging me tightly. I slowly started to move my hips.

I didn't give it to her as hard as I could. Rather, I gently rocked her body while we embraced. Her warmth flooded into me in waves, and my warmth was returned to her. The pair of us looked like we were barely moving, just embracing each other on her marital bed, but my hips never stopped moving, and soon hers started to join in.

Our lips found each other, and I started to kiss mom. Her eyes filled with confusion started to turn into looks of love and happiness. A smile formed on her lips, and she squeezed me tighter as if she couldn't bring me any closer. When our lips parted, I moved my lips up to her ear.

"I love you so much."

Her thighs tightened, and I could feel her climaxing just with those words whispered so innocently.

"N-no fair…" she murmured, her entire body shivering with pleasure.

There was only so much a man could stimulate a woman's private parts. At some point, there was also the psychological aspect to think about. While I had broken all of the other women in one way or another to get them to sleep with me, that really wasn't why they stuck around. They were with me because deep down, we had a connection. It was something that wasn't skin deep. No amount of tricks or aphrodisiacs could break the intense feelings of love they felt.

I bit her ear and whispered again. "You're mine, forever."

"Hakaru… yes… baby… I'm yours."

We continued to make love deep into the night. Once Mother's lust had been awakened, there was no stopping her. When I was tired, she'd be on top. When she started to drift off, I would nudge her awake and begin again. Each time, I came deep inside her, and I felt like we grew a little bit closer. The sun was starting to shine the next day, and the pair of us were still naked in bed together.

"I remember, Hakaru…" Mother said. "My mind… it was wiped again, wasn't it?"

She gave me a very serious look, and after a moment, I gave an affirmative nod.

"It was."

"You… have some involvement with the gods, don't you?"

"You can say that."

"Then, what do you need from me?"

"Mom?"

"You felt that I had to be conquered before you could continue. So, you need your mother for something. Don't give me that 'I just love you' crap now. A mother knows when her son is sucking up to her because he wants something, so just out with it."

I looked down guiltily. "There is… something you can help with."

She grabbed my chin and lifted my head. "I'm your Mother. Don't feel bad about using me. You can do anything to me you want. I love you unconditionally, and this body is completely yours. I won't let another man touch it again!"

"M-mom! What are you doing?"

"Ah… how about one more round?"

"Ah… mom… only for you."

"Hehe… it's good to spoil your mother once in a while too, isn't it?"

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"And so, his character descended into depravity, and only by testing his limits did he see… just how much he could handle?" Depravity, or should I call him Mr. Smith, put on a slight grin.

Many of the girls in class blushed as his eyes met them. A few of the guys even looked up at him with blind idealism. I wanted to say it was similar to what Principle Vienna and her Councilman Master had done, but Depravity's work was far more subtle. He wasn't brainwashing these people. He was doing something far more terrifying. He was fundamentally changing how they thought.

It was no surprise that Depravity would masquerade as an educator. He could raise an entire generation of degenerates to worship at the altar of his godliness. He was a cross between hedonism and shame, and he subtly mixed those lessons into everything he assigned us. The book's assignments were read always depicting some person descending into a life of depravity. Interestingly enough, he always ended the story right before the fall.

He claimed he did this because he didn't want to stifle our creativity by giving us an ending. He said he's rather that we created our endings. To me, the reality couldn't be clearer. He did it to hide the negativity associated with his preachings. He did it to manipulate everyone in the class.

After seducing mom, almost a week had passed. My relationship with mom had become quite healthy. We weren't at the point where Maria was willing to join in, but we were getting there. I was thinking of a threesome with my mom and Sasori. I wanted to see the two older women interact with each other.

As for returning to school, both Kira and Derek had taken a week off. Even if Derek's god had regrown his pecker, it looked like he wasn't able to bounce back from the physical shame. As for Kira, it was a deliberate means of keeping Depravity from going after her again. It was fine, as Sasori was a teacher, so it wasn't like Kira would fall behind. She just reported to the school that Kira caught mono, and we were good for a week. Kira and Sasori would truly get some time to spend together. With their memories returned, they still had a great deal of their shattered relationship to repair.

I eventually decided I had to go back to school to keep an eye on our enemy. I also wanted to protect Akiko, who didn't have parents that knew about these kinds of things and wouldn't take kindly to calling her off for a week. I tried to stay close to her, which started rumors to spread. Kira got mono, Derek and Kira both took off, and now I was hanging off my old girlfriend. It'd be more shocking if rumors didn't appear. I didn't care at this point. I was beyond caring about what high school kids said or thought about me.

I was really worried once I went back to school that there would be repercussions. The goddesses had assured me that it would be alright, and it looked like they were being honest. The late-night attack was swept under the rug. There was no news of it and not even a rumor of it floated down the hallways. No one knew why Derek took a week off. At least, as his supposed best friend, I was the most likely to know, and I was keeping my mouth shut.

As for Mr. Smith, he didn't act aggressively toward me or try to keep me after class. I think he was worried about Mary and NTR. Just Mary was enough to cause him to back off, but now that NTR was back, he slunk even more into his hole. As they explained it, Mr. Smith was like a spider. He hid in his web, only catching the prey that got stuck. He wasn't the type to put himself out there or take a risk. Four days of school had proved that to be true, as he had left me alone. He didn't even passive-aggressively tank any of my grades. I did most of that on my own. My focus hadn't been on homework lately. What was the point of grades anyway if you were going to be a god?

The other thing I did those four days was read the minds of all of the girls. NTR said it didn't matter whether I used my skill or not regarding my so-called leak, so I made sure to use my skills to gain a grasp on everyone in the class. I couldn't read Mr. Smith's mind, but I could read the minds of people he was interacting with. Dirt Scribe and Inner Desires were used extensively in the hopes that I learned something I could use from the minds of other students. I also manipulated students into telling me whatever I wanted to know. Information collection was the name of the game.

I had also used True Feelings on a girl in class out of curiosity. Later that day, she had ended up confessing to Mr. Smith, who politely turned her down. It was the only time he had given me a stern look in those four days. It was also why I knew that the feelings these girls had for him were genuine. He was turning an entire class of students to degenerates. Thankfully, I wasn't affected, and as for Akiko, she had long become her own type of depraved woman.

"Just think about your futures, and what will come next." Mr. Smith ended his talk.

I got up and left the room with the rest of the class, making sure to stick close to Akiko as I did, even though it earned me looks from various other women. The rumors weren't just that I had an affair with Akiko, but that I was playing both Akiko and Kira at the same time. Akiko even jokingly told me that on two occasions a girl took her aside to tell her that I'm a scumbag. Mr. Smith didn't even look my way as I left the room. That would be the fourth day in a row that he allowed me to leave without incident. He was a spider, happily waiting until the perfect moment to strike.

The pair of us headed outside, but I had only taken a few steps when my eyes landed on Derek. He was standing by his car, seemingly waiting for me. When I appeared, his eyes instantly darkened and narrowed on me. Where once, he had been able to hide his disdain, he now wore it openly on the face. I had wondered why the god of war went for him. I always saw Derek as a backstabber and a betrayer, not as a man of war. The gods and goddesses tended to find avatars that aligned with their beliefs or sometimes complemented them. What about Derek's behavior had been warlike?

Then again, every war had a strategy. In a war, a footsoldier didn't possess the same function as his king. In that respect, Derek was probably filling out his role perfectly to suit War's taste.

"I'm here to pass on a message," Derek said as I approached him.

"You're a messenger boy now?"

He gave a grin that looked nearly as threatening as a snarl. "Depravity is done playing games. We settle this Saturday. All of you, against all of us. One battle to finish this."

"That sounds like war… but that doesn't sound like depravity."

"Depravity doesn't care about the game, he never did." Derek snorted. "And now that NTR and Mary are on his ass, he's starting to sweat."

"Aren't you his ally? Why are you telling me this?"

"Allies? Hmph… the enemy of my enemy, that is all. He's made an offer. Both of us have an offer. I suggest you take it." With those words, he thrust a letter in my hands.

"What is this?"

"Ask your goddess whores. They'll know what that document is."

He didn't give me time to ask anymore. He didn't even give Akiko a look as he spun around and got into his car. The pair of us made our way home immediately after. Rather, we met at my house. I called everyone over to hold an official meeting, but before I did, I entered my room. Mary and NTR did not interact with mortals. I was a champion, so I was an exception. One might even claim I had achieved the level of a demigod, although I didn't think I'd live longer than a normal human.

I had left the letter in my pocket, but I wanted to know the contents before I spoke to the girls. I was worried it was a trap, so I handed it to NTR directly instead. She seemed surprised, but when she opened up the letter, her mouth opened slightly.

"What does it say?" Mary demanded, looking slightly annoyed I had given it to NTR.

"He's… surrendering." She said, sounding like she didn't believe it.

"Nonsense!" She ripped the letter from NTR's hands and started reading. "This…"

"Surrendering?" I asked.

"Not exactly. He's proposing a resolution to the game. He realizes it's only a manner of time before we win, and since he was never here to fight us in the first place, he's offering an alternative." NTR explained.

Mary finished the small note and shook her head. "This… it's written on a heavenly ledger, and inked with a holy script. This is the same thing as making a vow. He cannot break his word, and if he did, the heaven's would punish him."

"What are the conditions?" I demanded.

"This Saturday, we meet at the school auditorium for a showdown. It would be you against Derek. To the winner go the spoils." Mary explained.

"What are the spoils?"

"Everything…" NTR sighed.

"Wh-what?"

"Here, just read… don't worry, it is safe." Mary handed me the letter, and I quickly read through it.

Dear Hakaru and You Goddesses,

I have never had a desire to defeat or destroy you. Perhaps, I had a passing interest in possessing the NTR sisters, but now that you are undivided, I can only see you as my equal. I made a vow to give War a chance to win the game, but I do not wish to threaten my position or my future any longer. It is… unbecoming of us gods to squabble in such a childish manner among the mortals.

Therefore, I have come to my proposal. You and War finish your battle. You will each have a chance to defeat the other, and I will hold back my time and power. If Derek wins, then he gets what he wants. Hakaru loses all power, all of his women and NTR follows the council and marries him. If Hakaru wins, then War will leave. As for me, I will pay the price to have you become a god.

I have nearly fifty women currently in relationships willing to do whatever I say. I will give them to you. You will be able to jump to the next level and be able to ascend to godhood. Everyone gets what they want. I will be allowed to return to my tasks on Earth. I even promise I won't touch the mortals you indicate. I hope there are no hard feelings. You are the future Harem God, after all, and I look forward to a future of cooperation.

I promise with all of my power as a god that I will abide by the words written by me above.

Sincerely,

Depravity

"Seriously," I said when I finished. "Just like that."

"It's not like he doesn't get something out of it. He hopes to become closer to us. He wants you to accept more depravity into harems, marriage, and NTR. He realizes we're too strong to defeat, so now he wants to help you so that in the future, we owe him." Mary responded bitterly.

"Can this be trusted?" I asked.

NTR thought for a moment and then nodded. "I believe we can. This letter is a promise. If you come on Saturday, if you defeat Derek, then we win. NTR Crush will come to a close."

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The rest of the week passed by both too quickly and too slowly. I agreed to Depravity's demands. Now, all I had to do was wait and prepare. With Mary and NTR as guides, we hacked out various plans for any eventuality. That was easier said than done. After all, the two women still fought on just about every point. When I tried to get between their points, I truly came to know what it felt like to have the pressure of an angry god turned on you. Most of the time, it ended with me getting the wrath of both women.

Other than planning out how I was going to defeat War, the rest of my time was spent with my women. Akiko, Kira, Sasori, Maria, and Mother were all there. Despite preparing my final strike, it ended up being a rather peaceful time in many ways. The girls started getting along and every day after school, everyone would end up finding their way to our house. Getting Mother to accept Sasori was easier than I expected. Mother hugged Sasori the second she walked into the home. I did tell her that father had an affair with Sasori for a while.

"Then, the pair of us have shared two men, yes?"

"R-right."

"But never a third!" She shot Sasori a stern look.

"N-never!" Sasori nearly squeaked.

It looked like my mother's ability to intimidate also affected my teacher as well. However, they were two women of roughly the same age, and so they started to get along and even got on friendly terms. Of course, when they started talking about sex, they often used me in their descriptions, and it became extremely embarrassing. At those times, I fled the room.

The worst of these events involved mom pulling out pictures of me as a baby. There was a surprisingly large amount of them that were naked! Perhaps, Mother had always been a closet son-con and I had just never realized it until now. Kira, Akiko, and Sasori went over them meticulously, and I spent that entire evening in my room mortified. Thankfully, Maria joined me, as many of those images included her as well, and we spent that night comforting each other intimately.

During that week, Sasori was able to get a new job. I didn't know if it was just luck, or something Depravity did as a show of good faith. Sasori wasn't allowed to return to her old job, but she got a job at a private high school. There were fewer students and they were mostly rich kids. The pay was better and the job was easier, so in just about every way it was a better job. We celebrated with her by going out to dinner. It didn't end in an orgy or something, everything in my life didn't have to be sex.

After two months of living like a normal kid again, I had managed to get my hormones in control again. I wasn't going to go on a seducing rampage again as I did with Kira at the Riphorn All-girls school. That wasn't saying I wouldn't play with a new girl if the occasion called for it, but I was generally happy with my family, my girlfriend, my mistresses, and my goddesses. Well, Mary and I hadn't done anything physical, and neither had I done anything with NTR.

Mary was saving herself for the process that would bring me to godhood. Even though I had never technically been with NTR because she had reassembled using me, even if I slept with her, it wouldn't do anything. Of course, Mary insisted that I not sleep with NTR until she's been with me first. I accepted this requirement since it seemed to be one of the few things both women could accept. That just left me my five mortal women to warm my bed.

Finally, the last night arrived. It was a Friday night, and tomorrow, while school was closed, we'd be meeting once again at the auditorium to face whatever War brought. Depravity had announced that day that it was the last day he'd be teaching that class. He told them he had found a proper replacement to take over from then on. All of the girls and some of the guys were quite upset. For me, it only added to that feeling of finality.

That night, Mother cooked me my favorite meal. Sasori and Kira decided to stay at their house that night, so it was just Mother, Akiko, Maria, and me. After she finished serving the meal, instead of jumping right into dishes, mom sat down and pulled out some forms.

"What's that?" I asked as I ate strips of steak meat.

"These are divorce papers." Mother explained while still looking through them. "Your father will be coming home tomorrow night, so I figured it's best to get this out of the way."

"Mother is finally going to do it?" Maria asked with interest, not sounding even remotely upset that her mother will be leaving her father.

Of course, she felt the same way as me. Dad had always been a cold and distant man. Other than for when our minds were altered, Dad had never cared much about us. I had always wondered why he stuck around, but it was likely because of Grandfather, who had run the shrine that mom had been a shrine maiden at. He had died before I was born, but he probably made dad promise to not leave mom and to take care of us children. Even though he had provided money, that was about his only involvement in raising either of us. If he disappeared and never returned, neither of us would feel moved.

"Yes, I got some advice from Sasori. The judge just approved her divorce officially today. It only took her two months because of her husband being in jail. This also ended the investigation on Sasori. Her daughter and she are taking some private time today to celebrate that. They invited us, but considering tomorrow, I thought it best if you focused on your stuff."

"Ah… that's true…" I accepted mom's reasoning. "So, divorcing dad will take about two months?"

"Regrettably, my divorce isn't so simple. Since there is no clear reason to end things with my husband, it makes things difficult. By law, we must attempt remediation. It might take another year before I'm able to leave him. At the least, I can expel him from the household tomorrow. Still, if this had been before the Westernization, I don't think I would have been able to leave him at all."

I blinked. "Is that a compliment about Westerners?"

She shot me a look. "I'm not saying I accept all westerners, but there are a few things they've done that are advantageous."

I chuckled. "I see… then, I'll remember that when I bring my American girlfriend's home."

"An American!" She shot up, her brow furrowing. "Who is she? What woman? She better not be a slut!"

Not be a slut? That's rich coming from my mother! I didn't say that though. I denied anything, even after she pressed me, and once I finished my meal, I retreated to my bedroom without confirming or denying the presence of a western girl in my life. Of course, I had tasted a few Western girls at the All girl's academy, but I decided not to mention that. It'd only give mom stress.

That night, I slept in my bed alone. I supposed you can say it was something like storing up my yang. I wanted to make sure I was full of virality. The thing was, I didn't know how this war was going to go. Was he going to try to seduce my women while I seduced his? Was it a literal fight to the death? I didn't have the answer.

I hadn't even closed my eyes for a few moments before I opened an eye. "I can't see you, but I know you're there."

"Hmph… so you can detect when a goddess is in your room." NTR appeared like she always did.

She had similarities to Netori, but she had just as many differences. She floated like Netori, but she had a much stiffer approach, always moving around vertically. Netori liked to move around like a stretching cat, lazing through the air with a feeling of ease. Overall, NTR just seemed like a more serious person. She was a higher-level god, so I guess it made sense that she was on a different level emotionally too. At least, she had a complete body and mind, as opposed to the shattered sisters.

"So, what is it that you want? Do you want to go through the points one more time?"

"No, that's not it." She shook her head. "I just… felt like talking."

"I see…"

"Hakaru! We haven't talked all too much since this all started! Since you're to be my husband and lover in the future, I feel like we should know each other better."

"What about Mary?'

"Hmph! I'm glad if I piss off that wench! If we didn't need her to help you reach godhood, I wouldn't even be in the same realm as her! Rather, I want to know more about you."

"Don't you have all the memories of the three sisters."

"Hmph… even if you say that… you didn't always treat all three sisters the same, and you changed as well! You've come a long way from that boy who tried to kill himself!"

"That's true… I've become a much better lover!" I laughed, reaching out to grab her.

She moved in a fashion similar to Netori, skillfully slipping out of my grasp. "Naughty Hakaru, can't you wait?"

"Didn't you say you're happy to piss Mary off?'

"This isn't about Mary!" She blushed. "It's just… it'll be my first time since regaining my full form. It's… like my virginity."

I laughed. "Hasn't that vessel of yours had sex with me countless times?"

Although it was with her spiritual body or conjured illusions, she always framed it off this body, so I was beyond familiar with it.

"So, you recognize this body, even though I changed the appearance so…"

"It was always clear to me you were using Netori's vessel," I said. "I recognize the smell."

All goddesses needed a vessel to appear to mortals. However, they didn't need to appear as their vessel. Netori had picked a vessel that had similarities with her real appearance. Netorare had taken a different body, Tiana's body, but then made it look like Netori, which might have had something to do with her inferiority complex. Then there was Netorase, who used Kira as her vessel and shared her consciously rather than possessed.

The goddess needed a mortal body to remain in this world, and her sister Netorase had been prone to using illusions to manipulate her appearance. NTR had first come to me in Netori's body, so it stood to reason that she was still in that body, even though her appearance had changed.

I still didn't know who she was. I had looked her up, but Netori had already once explained that while being used as a vessel, she was wiped from existence. No one missed her and it was as if she didn't exist. Only once a god relinquished their body, which was the equivalent of abandoning the mortal realm and going to heaven permanently, would their bodies return to them.

Sometimes, this only took a few days, other times it took decades. When the person was returned, they didn't age a day and gained many benefits from the god or goddess. They also changed reality around them, so even if they lost a decade of their lives, they'd still end up fine. They wouldn't find themselves without parents or in a world they didn't recognize. All of this was resolved, even if birth certificates and entire family histories had to be rewritten to accommodate.

"Even though this body has had sex, and even though NTR and all three of the parts had sex, I've been remade, understand? So, the current me could be considered a virgin!"

"Okay! Okay! I get it." I laughed as she cutely tried to stress the importance of our first time.

"Hakaru… good luck tomorrow." She reached out and gently touched my cheek.

"You're saying that like you won't be there?"

"Mary and I flipped a coin on who was going to tell you this. That slut has all the luck." NTR pursed her lips.

"So, you both won't be there?"

"We'll be watching, and making sure the game is played fair, but we can't interfere. That was the unspoken part of our agreement with Depravity. It's a competition between you and War."

"But It's War and Derek! I'm Hakaru and Netori! If I don't have my goddess…"

She smiled sadly. "She's gone, and if I helped, it wouldn't be fair. This is why they were willing to agree to these terms. War thinks he has the upper hand, otherwise, he wouldn't be betting everything on this. We believe in you, Hakaru. We all do."

"What should I do?"

"Win, Hakaru… win, and claim your prize."

"My prize?"

Her sad smile turned shy. "Me."

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"What if he has a hostage?" I asked.

"Everyone of importance is with you," Mary assured me.

"What about my father?"

"We delayed his flight. He won't be home until late tonight. Besides, you've already changed the locks and left a note for him. A lawyer is going to serve him with divorce papers as soon as he gets off the plane. Hakaru, we've prepared every eventuality." NTR sighed.

"I know… I know…" I said, half to myself, as I paced back and forth. "It's just, what if something goes wrong?"

"Then, you will take care of it." Mary smiled. "You always do."

"Hakaru, we've made these plans all week. We've checked and rechecked. The only thing for you now is to be bold and take the final step. Take care of Derek, and become the god that we know you deserve to be." NTR nodded.

Just as she said that an alarm buzzed on my phone. "It's time."

"Remember, we'll be waiting here for you." Mary said blushing, " I mean when you get back, you can have… that…"

"First, you must take Depravity's offer. He's got a harem of depraved women he has prepared as the award for ending this conflict. He cannot go back on it. We've even discussed this in person with him to make sure he sticks to the deal. We've left no room for error." NTR continued.

"You want me… with… all of the women? And then come home and satisfy Mary too?"

"I-I'll give you a break first!" Mary cried, and then blushed even more.

"Don't forget, NTR Crush points work with multipliers and groups. You're going to enjoy an orgy with all those women at once. So many first times, cheaters, and other multipliers, you may achieve godhood without the need for Mary at all!" NTR sounded very happy when she said that, which caused the blush on Mary's cheeks to diminish as she shot the other woman a glare.

"Trying to box me out again! Hmph! Don't think you can just throw me away. My heart is Hakaru's and Hakaru's alone."

"Yes… yes… I'm very fond of Hakaru as well." NTR responded flippantly. "I merely mean that if he's able to achieve godhood without you, then your essence might help boost him even farther so he's not so vulnerable."

"Ah! That might be best. In that case, Hakaru, please earn as many points with those women as possible, even if it means doing degrading or disgusting acts you wouldn't normally do!"

"You guys…" I shook my head and took another breath. "Then, I'm off."

Mary and NTR looked at each other challengingly for a moment, but it was Mary who took a step back and gestured. NTR stepped forward and put a hand gently on my shoulder.

"We believe in you, Hakaru. If we didn't think you were ready to face down War, then we definitely wouldn't send you there on your own."

"I know." I smiled and touched her hand gently. "Plus, I'm not alone. I have my army."

Since I might not have had the strength to leave that room on my own, and had already been dragging myself to that point, the two women in front of me faded away, leaving me alone in the room. I looked around one last time and then left.

"Brother! We're going to be late!"

"I thought Master had given up."

"Akiko, Hakaru would never give in."

"Hakaru, are you sure you're up to this?"

"He's my son, of course, he can handle it!"

I was immediately met with the concerns of four beautiful women. They had dressed for war, which was to say they had worn their best, dressing up like they were going to the prom. They all wore dresses, had applied their best makeup, and even did their hair. It was like an event.

For all we knew, the form of the challenge would be something like a beauty pageant. That was what the girls predicted it might be. Each woman from both of our harems would be compared and given a score, and whoever collectively had the largest score would be the winner. That was only one of the possibilities we had considered though. War truly did have the upper hand in this respect. It was the only reason he had agreed to such a definitive battle. If he hadn't been confident in his success, then he definitely wouldn't have done it.

I looked over the beautiful women waiting on me with expressions of concern and worry. I did my best to give them a confident smile.

"We got this."

Whether they believed me or not, they all relaxed. At this point, they all knew what was at stake. The realm of gods and goddesses might be impossible for them to truly wrap their heads around, but they trusted me and the things I said. In the end, they took this war as seriously as I did, and they wouldn't hesitate to give it their all to help me win.

With my words, we headed out into Sasori's van. When I closed the door to my house, I had an odd feeling like nothing would ever be the same again after this. When I returned, I'd be on a one-way track to godhood. Even I didn't truly understand what that meant, but I understood the gravity of the situation.

The drive to the school was lively. I sat back and watched with a small smile on my face as the girls chatted about this or that. The subject they were discussing was cooking techniques. Maria, who had no cooking skill at all, and had always allowed mother or me to take over the cooking in her place, wore an expression of determination as if she wouldn't lose out to the other women. Perhaps, she'd start taking classes after this. I wasn't against a competitive spirit in my women.

Just as they finished discussing how to get the meat just perfectly juicy on the inside and crispy on the outside while frying a panko katsu, we pulled up in front of the high school. There was a large crowd of women there that instantly caught all of the girl's interests. This was a part I hadn't told them about yet.

As soon as the van parked, I got out and threw open my arms. The grouping of women all let out cries of excitement, running over to us. Every single girl was in high school, and they were all beauties in their own right.

"Hakaru! I've missed you; it's been years!" Tiana cried out.

"It's only been months…" Another girl laughed.

"Yeah… in normal years." She rolled her eyes. "In sex years, months are like years!'

"What does that even mean?"

I ended up giving the girls a big group hug as they chatted excitedly. Most of them were trying to understand the concept of Tiana's sex years, but few seemed to reach a mutual consensus. Kira, who was familiar with the group of women left from Riphorn's All Girls academy approached with a gentle smile on her face. She wasn't as familiar with these women as I was, but they were all very familiar with her. After all, as Netorase, she had personally seduced a good chunk of them, and they had become quite familiar with each other. That was a part of Netorase that Kira hadn't inherited, but she did her best to remain accommodating and not show her unease.

The rest of the girls didn't know about this group and approached with questioning looks or wry smiles. When I was done hugging the new group, I turned to my women.

"These are all close friends of mine," I said. "I met them during my time at Riphorn."

I kept it extremely simple, so as to not confuse anyone. However, the girls all had looks like they had jumped to the true nature of our relationships without me saying another word.

"More competition," Maria said sourly.

"Ah… even more girls… Master truly is a demon." Akiko added.

"All so young…" Sasori sighed.

"As expected of my son." Mother said in a pleased voice, but it turned slightly sour. "It'd be nice if there weren't so many foreigners in the batch."

"Hah… mom…" I had expected such a comment, but I didn't want anyone getting offended.

As I went to diffuse the situation, Tiana approached mom first. She was once a regular Japanese girl, but I had gotten a little heavy-handed with her. She had tanned skin, blonde-dyed hair, piercings, a slutty miniskirt, and blouse, and she even had a tattoo on her back. In short, she was the kind of woman my mother detested the most.

"You're Hakaru's Mother?" She asked.

I could already see the expression on my mother's face souring. In a moment, the entire mood would be destroyed. Mother gave the slightest nod, but once again, before I could cut in, Tiana suddenly brought out an item from behind her. She did a perfect bow while holding out the item. It was a box that contained a Japanese Tea Ceremony kit.

"Wh-what is this?" Mom let out, caught off guard.

"Your son is very important to me. As his mother, I can only properly honor you! I was hoping that when all of this was done, I could perform a proper Japanese Tea Ceremony for you."

"Y-you know how to do a Tea Ceremony?" Mother asked in surprise.

"I do! My mother has had me pouring since I was three! I even won a regional competition! The judges said that my tea is the most delicious they've experienced."

"Oh… hoh…" I had never heard mom make such a pleased sound as she covered her mouth. "Then, I'll have to inconvenience you when the time comes."

With Mother accepting the new group, the tension melted away. The new girls chatted with the old, and we headed into the High School, entering toward the outer auditorium doors. No one would think that we were heading toward some battle that would decide the fates of the gods. Even I felt a bit lighter, that was until I entered the auditorium and found Derek standing there. Behind him was Mr. Smith, Depravity, and there were also groups of people in the stands, much like before.

They had their army, and I had my own. I hadn't invited these girls so much to fight but to bear witness to what happened. They bulked up our number and would act as cheerleaders. If the results of this depended on something like how loud an audience could cheer, my girls would scream their heads off. At the very least, their presence eased my mind. The rest of my body couldn't help but grow stressed and sweaty as I looked at the enemy and recalled why I was there.

I walked up with my five girls behind me like an honor guard. When we got within speaking range with Derek, I stopped and stood up straight.

"Where is War?" I asked.

"War is around," Derek responded with a hateful glare that shot over me and my girls. "You don't have to worry. He trusts in me to win in his name."

"Depravity?" I looked at him, barely even acknowledging Derek's answer.

"I'm a god of my word." Depravity shrugged. "The games you and I have shared were fun, but I'm not purely a masochist. I won't see everything I built go up in smoke trying to fight NTR and Mary. My involvement in this is impartial. Whoever wins, I will grant the rewards and step back. I'm giving much in the name of ending this battle that started on my doorstep. If it's any consolation, I never had a desire to make an enemy out of you. Kira…"

Kira slinked back, and I reached out and squeezed her hand reassuringly.

"She was so close to reaching true depravity. It was a shame you managed to save her soul. She would have been a splendid work. However, I have others, and I will have more in the future."

"And… what about your promises?"

He sighed, giving a wave. There was a side stage where speakers could stand, and the drawn curtain around the stage opened up. This revealed a group of fifty school girls. They all had strange expressions on their faces. They looked euphoric like they were under some kind of wonderful drug. They lazed around the stage, looking only half there. With another wave, the curtains closed.

"All fifty women have been corrupted by depravity. They all have boyfriends but are here of their own volition. I promised them a man who would help them achieve a true sexual high, and they are eagerly awaiting that promise. The winner can take them however he wants.

Fifty… I started to realize just how far I had to go. He casually could hand me fifty women. Gathering the twenty-some I had taken calling every girl. Had I tried to fight Depravity on an equal stage, I was beginning to realize there was no way I even had a chance to win. He was light years ahead of me, and his depraved women were more plentiful than I had ever imagined.

"Enough delay…" Derek declared. "It's time to begin."

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