Gaming Badly in DxD

-Zatren Fumigami-

A meeting with the Angels to establish the specifics of my places of worship, training up my peerage and friends, Hermes' most recent quest, my own desire to pay a ‘visit’ to the Shinto Clans to see what sort of dumbasses I was dealing with, and my date with Gasper.

Oh, and Tiamat’s Quest. I haven’t made much progress on it lately, so maybe it would be wise to visit the Chaos Dragoness? I was certainly confident that I would not get instantly vaporized by being near her laser beams this time if shit hit the fan.

Those were only a few of the tasks I had to tackle, and while I’ll say that most of them will surely be fun, I had two other tasks that I had to focus on with utmost importance.

Which was why, early in the morning, I had scrapped one of the guest bedrooms in my mansion and turned it into my very own tinkering room!

‘’Now I just need live test subjects, a desire to overcome the limits enforced by a higher power, and a predisposition for an ugly-as-fuck-laugh, and I’ll be set to become an evil scientist.’’ I nodded excitedly, hands on my hips, while looking around.

‘’Is all of that really necessary?’’ A certain miffed Fallen asked while poking some of the tools on a workbench. ‘’I get the tools and the strange materials, but what purpose do the gigantic tubes serve?’’

Mittelt had decided to tag along on my little project. I, of course, attributed it to her wanting to spend some time together, even if to hang out, but she may have been convinced to watch over me so I don’t make the house or myself explode.

At her words, I shook my head, patting the Fallen on the head, much to her annoyance.

‘’You see, my little crow, it’s for a very major and important detail…’’ I started, actually grabbing the Fallen’s attention for a moment before I stuck out my tongue. ‘’It’s for ambiance, duh.’’

‘’You’re an idiot.’’ Little crow deadpanned.

Alright, I may have gone a little overboard with the details, but what man doesn’t want his own evil science lab where he constructs and does evil science stuff?

Point me to that man, and I’ll reveal you a liar!

‘’Alright, let’s see…’’

The batch of Chlorophyte bars? Good to go. I had like a dozen, and just by touching one, I could tell they had a lot of mana. I’ll even dare say each one was like a lower-end High Class being.

I also had several bottles of my Magic Spring—which, hey, I knew where that thing had established itself at last!

It was my backyard. I had to literally cull some flowers that had taken root due to the high excess of mana and put a permanent magic circle around them to avoid the leakage. Fortunately, besides converting my plain garden into the protagonists of the next Plant vs Zombies game, the water itself was a glowing tone of cyan that made every little tension in my body leave at once by submerging myself in it.

Artoria, in particular, had taken a liking to it. If that was because of her previous nature as a Heroic Spirit needing a constant source of mana, or it was merely because it helped her get used to this world’s magic faster, I didn’t know, but good for her.

Lastly, I had a bunch of metals, gems, and other stuff that would serve as the base for Jinzui’s new body. Sure, it may not be a flesh-and-bone one, but I got a scrap tinkering perk, not a flesh-crafting one.

And due to how Chlorophyte worked, it would be self-sustained as long as the sun shone above the earth!

‘…I still have that flesh-making vial in my Inventory, though.’ I squinted my eyes while reading the room with various magic circles so I didn’t blow up the entire mansion in my experiments. ‘No, no. I’m not using the cancer vial unless I know it’s one-hundred and ten percent safe.’

In any case, the Chlorophyte and Liquid Mana were the core of today’s experiments. I also had some powerful stuff as the reward from Fate’s dungeon, like the ‘Essence of a Legend’ that I felt would pair amazingly for a suit of armor or a weapon, and a literal Minor Grail, which would, on a lower scale, rewrite reality itself.

But I’ll be dammed if I need that sort of cheat code to make my lovely partner a real body. It was not ego, it was a matter of being resourceful… and it would be a nicer gesture to actually put effort into it instead of magicking it away with a few words.

Besides, I feel like the Grail could be used for more important stuff later. I still had many threats to slap the shit out of in this place, after all.

‘’That should work.’’ I grinned, allowing Scrap Tinker to start mapping the blueprints in my head as I pulled the required materials, then applied magic to my tools, reinforcing them so they’d be able to apply the necessary force. ‘’First try, let’s see if I can ace this thing!’’

-X-x-X-

-Azazel-

I decided to pay a visit to the kid and my daughter. Not just a parental visit either, since I had that little ‘gift’ she asked of me before the whole thing with Kokabiel.

An Artificial Sacred Gear of her own. It definitely took me a while to get what I thought was best right, but the effort was worth it, and I was sure my feather would giggle like a bloodthirsty gremlin while using it.

However, when I asked a platinum-blonde tomboy in the lounge—excellent taste from my son-in-law’s part, by the way—I got a very interesting answer.

‘’Master is, if I’m not mistaken, trying to construct an automaton of some sort that is capable of holding a soul.’’ The blonde said in an aloof tone, not tearing her gaze from a cartoon on the TV. ‘’The third room on the right past the second floor’s staircase.’’

Just what was the lad getting himself into? Because I, for one, did not know he knew how to make that sort of construct, since I always took him more for the rune, magic, and spells kind of guy, more than a science-focused ‘nerd’ like me.

‘It’s a great development,’ is what I thought. Maybe I could even share an activity with the kid.

However, when I opened the door to the room…

I blinked as I stared at the kid. Stains of oil on his face and arms as he gave the final touches to a vaguely humanoid shape of a robot. At a simple glance, I noticed that it was packed with some heavy magic stuff, but… it was also full of flaws. Not big ones, no. In theory, that robot could work, but every little detail in it… a scratch here, a leak there, would guarantee that it would end up making a whole mess once turned on.

And before I could say anything, Zatren merely slapped his hand on top of it… and started pumping a mix of divine power and raw magic into it.

‘’Wait, lad, don’t—!’’ I called, out, stepping forwards.

BOOM!

I coughed as smoke filled the entire room. Fortunately, there seemed to be some circles in place to avoid unnecessary destruction, and besides the coughing, the smoke dissipated pretty easily after a few moments.

The scene left, however, was nothing short of comical, with my Feather having a twitching eyebrow while staring daggers at her lover, and the kid merely staring ahead, hair completely messed up and ruffled, and body covered in soot.

‘’Too weak of a structure… or too much power at once, got it.’’ Zatren hummed, as if he didn’t just blow himself up. ‘’Hm? Oh, old man, what’s up?’’

He shook the soot off his body, turning around with a smile, and I couldn’t help but shake my head in amusement.

‘’Just… here to deliver something to my daughter here.’’ I side-glanced the girl, who whipped her head back with wide eyes, and a grin started to form on her face. ‘’Yeah, yeah, is that little something I mentioned—However, just what were you trying to do here, lad?’’

I got the rundown from that tomboy at the lounge, but hearing an answer from the ‘creator’ himself was always good to get better hindsight…

And what a sight it was.

‘’Ah, yeah, so, I’m trying to make my spirit lover, which also lives in my weapon, a body.’’ Zatren started, placing his hand around his necklace, which made it glow with a dim, red light. ‘’Though, even if that was my first try, it went a lot worse than I thought.’’

‘’The construct was full of holes. You did the equivalent of poking a plastic bucket with a needle on every little corner and then pouring a gallon of water in it, expecting it not to burst.’’ I deadpanned, making the kid scratch his head sheepishly. ‘’Haa… I have some time. So, how about you point me to your blueprints, and I could give you a hand?’’

Sure, I may be specialized in Sacred Gears more than automatons, but who said that the automaton couldn’t be a Sacred Gear? As far as I knew, if the lad’s lover had a soul, then she could easily have one, even if artificial.

That’s when my face fell entirely, because Zatren whistled while turning his head around.

‘’He doesn’t have any,’’ Mittelt bit back. Zatren whipped his head to her with a fake pout, which only made my Feather blow a raspberry at him. ‘’He said something along the lines of ’I have it all in my head, what do I need blueprints for?’ Idiot…’’

…

Oh boy.

‘’Let's…’’ I started, lips pressed into a thin line as I stared at the broken remains of the lad’s first robot. ‘’Let’s just get some blank blueprints, and some white pencils…’’

This was going to take a bit.

However, I did say I was trying to spend some time ‘round here, so maybe it was just the good old curling from the Monkey’s Paw?

-X-x-X-

‘’Soo… this gal been with you for long?’’ I asked, not doubting the kid would be benevolent enough—or greedy, depending on whether he was offered something—to make such a thing on a whim, but also curious. ‘’Don’t think I’ve heard her speak, and I don’t think I’ve seen a weapon like that made by Father’s hand. Is your spear some sort of phylactery?’’

Liches were nothing new to me; if anything, they had lost their charm long ago. There were only so many ways of hiding one’s soul in a physical place, after all.

‘’Not quite...’’ Zatren hummed, enthusiastically bending metals with raw magic alone, watching as they molded and fused together into the vague form of a torso. Now, it looked much better functionality-wise, but it still had many kinks to iron out. Especially so if he wanted to get busy with his lady.

‘’So? Don’t let me in the intrigue.’’ I poked fun at an ugly pout that the kid cringed away from. ‘’Come on, come on.’’

‘’Here.’’ Zatren shook his head in amusement, and the pendant around his neck transformed into a short spear not any taller than him. It looked ornamental, sleek, white, yet clunky, with a deep red gem right in the middle. ‘’This is Jinzui, you probably knew of her already. She’s the one who actually helped me assimilate what remained of Ddraig into my soul to achieve the Tyrant’s Wheel.’’

‘’Well, a pleasure to meet you, Lady Jinzui.’’ I smiled, nodding politely to the spear which stood in the air without any help or support. ‘’Would you mind if I could take a closer look? It will do well to help my dunce of a son-in-law to make you a body.’’

I tried to contain the amusement in my face as Zatren recoiled as if struck, looking back and blowing a raspberry before focusing back on the automaton. Equally enough, Mittelt’s cheeks reddened as she suddenly found an empty test-tube very interesting.

Ah, how amusing the youngsters were. Willing to get into all sorts of kinky stuff, but getting embarrassed by being called out for the simplest of things.

‘’It is also a pleasure to meet you, leader of the Fallen.’’ An imposing, mature voice that made me stand straight echoed from the weapon. It reminded me a bit too much of Penemue when she got all serious. ‘’And gladly, though I’ll warn you. No other person than my beloved is able to seize me. If you do not hold an intent to utilize my combat form at all, you should be fine.’’

‘’Finicky security system you got.’’ I nodded in approval as the possessed weapon floated closer and dropped into my hands. Immediately, by feeling alone, I noticed what she meant. Even the singular thought of using this spear for battle felt like a death sentence. ‘’Very interesting…’’

A closer look, and a small magic circle made for closer appraisals appeared over my right eye. The weapon itself didn’t seem like anything to write home about. However, I could sense a huge increase in energy when I got it closer to the lad. Meaning that, even if not a proper Sacred Gear, this weapon got immensely stronger when close or directly attached to its intended wielder.

The gem in the middle, however? That’s where the real fun began.

One moment, the spear changed into a longer, even clunkier form. The handle and tip had a cooler feeling to them, akin to jello, and the tip certainly shone and appeared to be made of slime of some kind.

The gem still remained the same, but now I understood that the ‘physical’ form was… a façade. Interchangeable, malleable, not really that important. The gem was the real core of this ‘Jinzui’, and changing forms was like flipping a switch to make the light turn on and off.

‘’Are you able to change into anything else than a spear?’’ I asked, ideas forming in my mind.

‘’Not quite. If it’s not a spear, or spear-like objects, then I cannot take its form.’’ The spirit explained with a hum. I could see why the lad liked this woman; the confidence in her voice, even without a body, painted the picture of a wise, helpful partner. ‘’Pikes, Halberds, Harpoons, Javelins… those are all forms I’m able to take.’’

So, as long as it’s a spear, it works…?

‘’Thank you for the insight. This helps a lot.’’ I confirmed with a grin, and the moment I released the weapon, it swiftly returned to being a glowing necklace on the kid’s neck. ‘’Hey, lad, I know how we are doing this, but first, I need to get you to do some real good work in robotics and mechanical transformations of all things. So… I hope you have an open schedule.’’

Ah, sure, I came to comment to the lad my plans for Mittelt becoming my successor and whatnot, but I just couldn’t get my hands off this project right now. Besides, I’m still alive and kicking, and the girl is way too young and temperamental.

I’ll give it a decade or so, and for that? There was time to share and go around.

-X-x-X-

-Zatren Fumigami-

‘’Nyahaha, feeling nervous, little Kami?’’ Kuroka teased, tails swaying side to side as we stood directly in front of the door to the master bedroom. ‘’Don’t be getting cold feet now, nyah~’’

‘’Who’s nervous?’’ I rolled my eyes.

I was nervous.

I didn’t want to put this off any longer. As the doctor said, Koneko would have a much earlier birth than regular devils, more akin to a Yokai one, and with my growing mastery over souls to the point I could modify Sacred Gears, and Kuroka’s guidance, I felt ready to finally tackle Koneko’s sleeping issues.

I wasn’t entirely sure the ‘sex-jutsu’, or whatever it was called, was actually needed, but maybe it was something I was missing from usual soul manipulation. In any case, it would be much easier to do it this way… and also fulfill my promise with Kuroka.

She was not subtle at all in the way she kept glancing at me like a piece of meat. Her hands hid inside the sleeves of her skimpy shrine outfit, but the way her tails tended to rub against my arm, or how her ears twitched. Not to mention, the surface feelings I could pick from her were an equal mix of raging lust and deep gratitude.

The black cat may try to hide it all she wants, but she cared for her sister a lot, and considering she hadn’t done this herself meant that it was incredibly necessary I was the one to do it, or there was a silent agreement between the sisters that I should be the one connected to Koneko directly.

‘’Sure you aren’t, meow.’’ Kuroka chuckled before pressing her breasts against my left arm. The hunger in her tone was evident and barely restrained. ‘’You left us waiting sooo long… I had time to decide on the perfect outfit for this occasion with little Shirone~’’

‘Wait… don’t tell me they are doing sexy outfit things. I was not informed of this!’

But it was too late; Kuroka had already opened the door herself and ushered me in, and the sight I found was enough to take my breath away and make my eyes take in all the details.

The room was dimly lit with candles, and it seemed to have gone through a complete overhaul for the occasion alone. The bed had been replaced with one several sizes bigger, probably enough to fit five to six people easily. Pink curtains fell from the canopy now surrounding the mattress from all sides, and reached all the way to the ground. At the foot of the bed, a heart with an interrogation sign was drawn with red rose petals.

I took a deep breath, recognizing the smell of perfume and… something sweet I couldn’t quite place, maybe incense? Whatever it was, it set a pleasant feeling in my chest.

The focus of my attention, however, was the figure behind the curtains. Petite, with two tails swishing side to side. I couldn’t quite place what her outfit was, considering the obstruction, but the eagerness was definitely there.

‘’Do you like it? Little Shirone said that this would be ‘perfect for a perv like Senpai’, nyahaha~’’ Kuroka teased, pushing me forwards. ‘’Come on, come on, get inside and enjoy the show…’’

‘Show?’ My mind barely registered the idea as I stepped forward and, after a smidge of hesitation, I parted the curtains. ‘’…Huh?’’

The sheets seemed to have also been changed to a royal purple, along with a few heart-shaped and regular pillows, but the most important detail was… that there was no one there?

‘Illusion magic—No, Senjutsu?’ I frowned at the residual spiritual energy, but before I could turn around, I was pushed from behind. Caught off guard, I fell back. ‘’Hey! What’s the big… idea…?’’

If before, I was taken by the room’s redecoration? Now, I was speechless, and my body was a moment short of forgetting how to breathe.

Two pairs of ears twitched, no doubt noticing my breath hitching, maybe even hearing my blood pumping below my skin.

Koneko was side by side with Kuroka. The former with a slight rosy blush on her cheeks, but still that aloof expression that was perfect for delivering blunt words. The latter held a mischievous grin that wouldn’t look out of place in an evil gremlin.

Both had golden, hungry eyes looking over me like I was the next meal.

And the most important detail… were the outfits.

Koneko’s body was entirely exposed, if it wasn’t for an assortment of chains connecting golden pieces of ‘’clothing’’ to her pale and gorgeous body.

A small, golden bra covered her modest bust. Instead of it being attached to the back, however, it seemed that it was connected to pieces of cloth tied to her arms.

Her modesty was barely hidden by a semi-transparent miniskirt that revealed her thighs completely, with only another small chain covering her rosy lower lips from view. Mentally, I just knew that a view from the back would reveal Koneko’s perfect bubble-butt wrapped around the material like it was a second skin.

The lower part of her face had an equally translucent and yellow cloth covering it attached to the back of her head. It could be easily lifted, revealing the Nekoshou’s lips.

The last, beautiful detail that did interesting things to my body was the now noticeable bump on her stomach, revealing the healthy growth of our little half-fish, half-cat little ones.

Seeing Koneko in an exotic belly-dancer outfit was not something that I had thought about before, but I thanked whoever was listening for being able to witness this sort of blessing.

Kuroka, surprisingly, had also changed her clothing, which made me think that the shrine outfit she wore before was set in place by an illusion, considering the cat girl’s preference for them in her everyday life.

And, exactly like her sister, she wore a belly-dancer outfit. Unlike Koneko, however, hers was purple instead of golden, making a perfect contrast between the two.

There were other small differences, like not having a mini-skirt, but a long cloth that made its way to her ankles, and if I knew the mischievous older sister, there was literally nothing besides that piece of cloth hiding her pussy.

Well, that, and the fact that there was a leak of clear liquid dripping from the older catgirl’s left thigh, but I wasn’t going to be the one to point it out.

Kuroka also did not have a mask, exposing her cute fangs with eager anticipation, but she did have a tiara on top of her head that sold the picture of a wealthy lady of the night, or maybe a pharaoh’s concubine.

‘’I think he likes his surprise, Shirone~’’ Kuroka teased, crossing her hands behind her head and pushing her chest outwards. The white flesh bounced softly into the way too tiny bra, revealing more of that sweet and abundant cleavage. ‘’Look, look. He’s like a beast; he’ll ravage us until his hunger is gone, meow~’’

‘’Don’t just stare, Schizo-senpai…’’ Koneko chided in a low whisper, much shier than her older sister, but never attempting to cover her body. Instead, she was the first to take a step forward, sending all the little chains around her body jingling. ‘’Not my usual energy… but Senpai doesn’t get to ignore my needs because of it…’’

I was basically speechless. I couldn’t even decide who to set my eyes on, even if they lingered on Koneko for a bit more, considering the nature of today’s passions.

‘Wait, by enjoying the show, she meant…’

Sure enough, the sisters glanced at each other before a small, catchy rhythm started playing directly into my ears. Not enough to overpower the girl’s voices, just in the background, so as to complement the act.

‘An auditory illusion…?’ Before I could wonder about it, the jingles of Koneko’s and Kuroka’s outfits brought the two of them to the forefront of my mind. ‘’That’s…’’

Sure enough, with confidence, both women approached, hands going from their thighs to the milky-white plush skin of their hips, then their tummies, and finally their breasts. Slowly but surely, their hips started to shake in synch with the song playing in my ears.

Quickly and side to side, they danced. For a moment, both of the sisters’ butts pressed against each other.

Koneko, with her flat expression, teased me by doing ample hip motions, even purposely turning around to show that perfect clothing that, indeed, clung tight to her rear.

What I didn’t expect, however, was how little the chain serving as a thong covered, as I stared at the girl’s heavy bottom shake with every movement, even exposing her holes for no more than a second before her tails covered any hints of extra flesh when she bent low on her choreography.

‘This brat…’ My hands clenched, purposely left on top of my legs as I was entranced by the movement.

On the complete opposite of the mysterious white Nekoshou, Kuroka was openly seductive. While Koneko tried her best to make me look at her rear and hint at her barely covered flesh, Kuroka knew perfectly well which of her assets was more prominent than her sisters, and with every movement, the thin cloth that barely covered her nipples swayed from side to side, making her breasts bounce with every movement.

A wink here, a little laugh when she caught my gaze following her movements, and Heaven's above, when she bent forward, the way her nipples threatened to escape the material, only for the Nekoshou to barely hold them in, reversing the motion was outright torture.

‘’My-eow, my-eow… It looks like he’s looking my way more, doesn’t he?’’ Kuroka teased her own sister.

‘’In your dreams…’’ Koneko glared, gaze straying to her sister’s prominent bust before a glint of determination entered her eye. ‘’I won’t lose to cow-titted sister…’’

The small bout of competitiveness between them only made it all the better, as both redoubled their efforts.

As the finishing touch, both sisters spun slightly and grabbed each other’s hands. Koneko’s modest, perky bust clashed with her sister’s puffy nipples as they looked at me with knowing eyes.

‘’Sister, sister~ I think we made your mate want to teach us a lesson, nyah~’’ Kuroka cackled, softly panting after the prepared choreography was over, while purposely pressing herself closer to her younger sister.

‘’Sister, sister… Schizo-senpai is a feral beast. We approach, and he’ll ravage us into quivering messes.’’ Koneko followed with a dead tone. She was much more tired than her sister, considering her flushed skin and the small beads of sweat falling down her thighs.

Just what sort of feral animal did she take me for—? No, more importantly, what is that sort of speech?! That was not a tic or characteristic of them at all.

Before I knew it, the sisters separated and climbed onto the bed. Instinctively, I reached out with my hands. One was going to Kuroka’s head, right behind her ears, to give the base a soft scratch, while the other was placed under Koneko’s chin, giving the same treatment.

‘’Senpai…’’ Koneko whispered lovingly, leaning into the caress with practiced ease as her throat made that soft, adorable purring sound. ‘’More… Not just pats…’’

‘’Hmm… pre-baby-making scritches feel so gooood…’’ Kuroka purposely moaned, going as far as to softly nibble my hand while looking me directly in the eye. ‘’But I have something else in mind to taste on, meow…’’

‘’You naughty seductresses…’’ I hissed, feeling that deep hotness in my chest; my Greed swelled up in anticipation of taking both sisters for myself. ‘’If you want more so badly, you already know what to do.’’

And know, they did.

Swiftly and with a hint of desperation, I was forcefully relieved of my pants. I stared at the odd scene of the two catgirls watching my shaft as if entranced, before taking a tentative sniff.

It was incredibly interesting seeing their pupils expand. The fluffy black and white tails stilled mid-air, and in less than one could blink, I had both of them closely sniffing my shaft… which I found particularly odd, to be honest.

Koneko didn’t do anything like that, and we lay plenty of times, so why…

I blinked, mouth slightly agape. ‘Oh… the construction work with Azazel.’

I… may have forgotten to take a shower.

The pressure between healing Koneko and making sure Jinzui got her new body as soon as possible made me ignore the fact, and if I remembered correctly, Koneko stated some time ago that I already smelled like roasted salmon.

‘’Mnnng… You just know how to make a kitty hungry, don’t n’ya?’’

‘’Senpai… reeks…’’

‘’Sorry, I—Oh fuck!’’ My hands on their heads could barely serve as a hold as the Nekoshou sisters dug in.

Koneko took the tip in, swirling her tongue quickly as if she was starving, while Kuroka took much more measured, but equally as stimulating smooches that went from the base and into the sack back and forth.

A huff of pleasure escaped past my lips as I rewarded their enthusiasm with more soft scritches. What I wasn’t ready for, however, was for Koneko to swallow more than half my shaft while Kuroka opened her mouth wide and sucked my sack while swirling her tongue around anything that got inside her mouth.

And then both started purring.

‘’Holy shit…!’’ My entire body locked up at the vibrating sensation going haywire on my pelvis. It was like every nerve stood on its end. ‘I… severely underestimated these hungry kitties.’

It was not a surprise that, after no more than a minute or so of this continued stimulation, I was ready to burst. I took hold of Koneko’s head and held it in place as my shaft throbbed. Koneko, noticing, only hurried up her pace.

‘’Grk—Mng…’’ Which ended up in me shooting ropes of pearly-white cum into the catgirl’s mouth. The cloth covering the connection between my cock and Koneko’s hungry mouth was doing nothing to dissuade what was really happening beneath. ‘’Gulp…gulp… gulp…’’

‘’Not faiiiir, Shirone!’’ Kuroka complained with a big pout, her lipstick slightly smudged as she licked her lips. ‘’I also want a taste of—Nyah?!’’

Koneko, having stored my load in her cheeks and now looking like an odd chipmunk, suddenly turned to her sister and held her head, prying her mouth open, much to the older sibling’s and mine surprise.

She’s… she’s not going to, right?

‘’Ahh…’’ But she did. Koneko’s mouth opened, and the thick cum mixed with globs of spit fell into her older sister’s open mouth. Kuroka, frozen in shock, shivered, as her tongue took in the load. I swore that I saw a wet spot on the bed’s sheets right below the black cat girl’s ass. ‘’…too much.’’

And, as if that wasn’t enough, Koneko frowned and pulled her sister in, smashing lips as she stole a part of the cum that she had just given her sister. In the ‘fight’, they exchanged a messy, sloppy kiss, in which Koneko fought furiously to reclaim her lost ‘treat’.

And once she did, the unexpressive catgirl separated and swallowed, licking her lips while her tails swished from side to side, completely content.

While Kuroka? She was staring into space, tail quivering and breath ragged, barely registering the small bit of drool and cum slipping past her lips as she processed the taboo act.

A scene that may as well have been the hottest thing I have ever witnessed, and my shaft going immediately rock-hard at the sight was more than enough to prove it.

Without a single word of warning, I took Koneko from behind, pushing her close to my body. My eyes locked onto hers, and that same spark of lust in the catgirl’s eyes turned into a blazing inferno as she started rubbing herself against me, having completely forgone the chains covering her modesty in the process.

‘’I should be… the one to move…’’ Koneko whispered with a small pout, her breath ragged, and her body tired. ‘’It was a show…’’

‘’Maybe another time,’’ I whispered into her left ear with plenty of reassuring squeezes, before I softly pushed the belly-dancer girl into the bed, immediately looming over her with hunger like none other. ‘’Because I can’t do ‘slow’ right now, Koneko.’’

‘’I…’’ Koneko paused, and before my very eyes, she spread her legs wide and used her fingers to spread her lips apart, showing me the dripping neediness of her throbbing pussy. ‘’I trust Senpai… like always.’’

Gods, I love this woman, and there won’t be a day on earth when I’m tired of saying it.

I pressed my tip against her eager entrance, and with a swift thrust, we shared a small moan of pleasure as our bodies met after what felt like an eternity. Which, in reality, couldn’t have been more than a week or two.

Even through the absence, our bodies knew each other perfectly as I sank all the way to the base, while Koneko gripped tightly around my cock, and closed her legs behind my back.

I stared into her eyes; she stared back, and I chuckled sheepishly. ‘’So, uh… how does this ‘Bouchujutsu’ work again…? I kind of forgot.’’

‘’Idiot…’’ The catgirl slapped my arm softly, but the tiny smile on her face was more than enough indication that she took it in good faith. ‘’What do we do now… Sister?’’

‘’You hurried, horny little rascals, meow~’’ Kuroka teased. A hiss escaped my lips as Koneko’s folds clung to me like a vice. The reason being the hypocrite of her sister pressing her naked breasts against my back and pushing me forward. ‘’You have to hold each other properly, meow. Not only in body, but in soul. Otherwise, it’s just mating for the sake of mating~’’

Ignoring the pushy woman as she whispered into my ear and pressed her soft body against my back was impossible. However, Koneko seemed to have begrudgingly understood the assignment.

‘Her Senjutsu… is rising?’ I noticed the spiritual energy exiting from the girl’s every pore. It practically made her shine as her thin yet strong arms enveloped the back of my head. ‘’Koneko…?’’

‘’You too, Senpai…’’ Koneko’s ears flattened against her skull as I felt her prodding at the outer layer of my soul with her energy. Her eyes searched mine as she found solace in clinging to me like a teddy bear while I was deep inside her. ‘’Together… For our kitties?’’

I felt my vision blur for a moment, and I had to turn my gaze away. A sniff escaped my nose. I couldn’t cry now, but the statement felt so heartfelt that I couldn’t help but get emotional.

‘’So loving, so caring~ Your souls are basically yearning for each other. It’s as lewd as it is cute, meow!’’ Kuroka praised, her tails coiling against our joined arms. ‘’Ahh… I wonder… would your soul yearn for mine too? I just can’t wait for my kitties and this taboo three-way soul mesh, nyah!’’

‘’Please don’t ruin the moment.’’ I deadpanned.

In any case, the crazy cat girl was right. Just like Koneko had done, I felt my Senjutsu surge to the outer part of my body and the forefront of my mind. Like with my training with Kuroka, I vaguely recognized the intent of Koneko’s soul connecting with mine. It was gentle, hesitant, but it wanted the bond badly. Craving a deeper understanding of our affections.

My soul, too, yearned for it, but with a different meaning. While Koneko wished for the closeness and the care of our kids, I worried about them both, and that intent turned me into the ‘provider’ of this ritual.

Kuroka’s soul served as the guiding hand, helping us connect without interrupting or interfering with the connection. For as much as she craved the lewdness of brushing souls with her sister and her mate, it seemed even the crazy prodigy had some degree of restraint.

And with the closeness of our flesh, the connection was made.

White, soft light representing our soul energy bonded and twisted, turning a fervent pink. Koneko moaned into my collarbone as she was ‘’fed’’ my energy, and I groaned as it quickly started to deplete from my body.

The first burst was the most draining, but after a few seconds, our souls settled into a rhythm that was much more manageable. However, the ritual won’t be set fully in place until we finish the act that started it in the first place.

‘’My body… feels hot all over…!’’ I pulled back, feeling Koneko’s walls cling to me desperately, not willing to let go, and in a swift motion, I sheathed myself deep inside once more. ‘’S-senpai…~!’’

The catgirl’s usually inexpressive face contorted with lust. As our souls connected, so did our pleasure merge, creating a feedback loop between the two of us. A loop that we were all too eager to indulge in.

‘’Yes, yes! Now mate like wild beasts, let the raw sex do the work and claim each other on a spiritual level, meow!’’ Kuroka’s tone turned slightly delirious, and by the liquid dripping on my shoulder, I could even guess she was drooling before she whispered into my ear. ‘’Fill her! Make her feel like she’s getting impregnated a second time, claim my little Shirone~!’’

For Kuroka to drop the cat moniker, then this must mean she was deeply into it.

‘’Do it, Senpai…’’ Koneko moaned even as I plowed into her with the wet sounds of flesh against flesh. Her eyes and tone were begging as she clung to me like a lifeline. ‘’I’m so happy… Senpai makes me so happy… I love you, Senpai…!’’

‘’Damn it…’’ I pressed my lips against her, feeling the intensity of my thrust rise, yet no matter how much my tip kissed the entrance of her womb, or how much of Koneko’s fluids gushed into the mattress, I couldn’t seem to stop at all! ‘’I love you too, Koneko! So… make sure to take it all!’’

We held hands together as our moans were muffled by a deep, loving kiss. Koneko’s lower half quivered in an intense orgasm as my sack worked overtime to pump even bigger ropes than before deep inside her already-impregnated womb.

Then, the aftershock hit, followed by an even stronger orgasm that clouded our minds with a silent scream. The pink spiritual energy condensed deep inside us, but the bond still lingered, and the constant yet much slower drain in my reserves remained, even as I pulled out of the twitching catgirl, whose golden eyes stared lostly at the ceiling, expression contorted into a pleased, wobbly smile.

‘’Look at all that virile baby-batter, nyah…’’ Of course, the afterglow was interrupted by a needy, crazy catgirl who was still waiting her turn, as she embraced my arm and put my hand directly above her leaking, puffy-red pussy. ‘’There’s no doubt that if you pumped that much inside me… A litter is more than guaranteed, meow! Please, nya-ke sure you flood my kitty-womb—M-meow!?’’

With a pointed stare, I had sat up and slapped the girl’s rear, sending a shiver of pleasure and pain down her spine. Her golden eyes, much like her sisters, craved the intense act of mating as she clamped to my side like a very horny tick, licking my neck, sniffing my scent, even grinding against my hands.

‘’You really are an incorrigible crazy, baby-obsessed brat of a cat…!’’ I spat, not annoyed, but incredibly pushed over the edge.

It didn’t help that my greed wanted nothing but to put Kuroka in her place once and for all.

I roughly pushed Kuroka to the mattress, much like her still twitching sister. Unlike her, however, I didn’t have to worry about being gentler than usual. So, I grabbed her by the legs, amused at how her tails coiled around my wrists… before pushing her feet right next to her head as I loomed over her with a hard-on pressing against her exposed labia.

‘’Oh?! A mating press, nyah~?! What an excellent idea, you despicable man…!’’ Kuroka praised, smile wobbling and eyes gleaming with a crazy glint as she didn’t break eye contact. ‘’There will be no opportunity for my poor eggs to escape your powerful baby-making juice—NYOHHH~?!’’

‘’Shut… up already!’’ I shouted with a groan as I rammed myself inside Kuroka, feeling her tight walls clench like a vice, almost threatening to crush my cock entirely. ‘’I’ll make sure you’re pregnant. You’re mine now, you slutty, overbearing, lazy cat-slut!’’

‘’YEEEESHHH…!’’ Kuroka screeched, tongue lolling out as her eyes rolled back. Her nails clung to my back like knives as she took thrust after thrust. ‘’T-the cock is here, the big, strong cock that will make me a kitten-mommy~! Itsh hitting all the right spots, nyahhh! Sending me into a kitty-making frenshyyy…’’

‘Gods, she’s loud as hell… but it’s so damn hot!’ I cursed internally, making sure to smack her womb with my cock on each thrust. ‘’Beg for your damn kitties, do it!’’

‘’P-PLEASE KAMI! Give me what my shishter hasss~! I want your thick cum to make me happy with a litterrrr~! Claim this pussy’s pussy and ruin it with your cooock! Make me your kitty-making concubine whore~!’’

‘’Too noisy…’’ I caught an annoyed yet tired voice in the middle of Kuroka’s desperate begging. ‘’Shut up.’’

And my eyes widened in surprise as a sleepy, somewhat annoyed Koneko finally got up—if only to shut her sister up—by… sitting on her face.

‘’S-shirone—?! Mph! Gkk… MHMM!’’ Kuroka’s speech was interrupted as her younger sister’s pussy was placed right on her mouth. Not only that, but what load I had put deep inside the white cat’s pussy was now slowly but surely going past Kuroka’s lips and down her throat. ‘’MNNNG~!’’

Kuroka’s entire body, especially her squirting pussy, twitched without sense or control. The taboo of her own sister feeding her my load directly off her freshly-fucked pussy, along with the mating press constantly poking her womb, was too much stimulation for her body.

‘’Much better…’’ Koneko hummed, softly grinding her pretty rear on her sister’s face with a sigh of relief. If she did so out of merely getting rid of my load by using her sister’s mouth as a makeshift cleaner, or out of the ‘goodness’ of her heart into feeding the soon-to-be-mother a warm meal, I didn’t know. ‘’Mhm… Don’t enjoy it too much, disgusting sister…’’

The degradation only did even more for Kuroka, as her pussy clenched into another orgasm. Meanwhile, I was already close to bursting.

‘’Here’s what you were craving for, you crazy cat!’’ I shouted, noticing the anticipation on Kuroka’s overstimulated form as her entire lower-half quaked. ‘’Now… get fucking pregnant!’’

At the last second, unconsciously, I pumped the girl’s body full of Fertilization Magic as a little extra, not knowing if, without a heat, the chance was guaranteed. The result was Kuroka’s entire body clamping down and twitching like crazy as she made out with her sister’s pussy.

‘’Nyaahhhh!’’ Kuroka muffled moans made her sister tremble in pleasure. With one last thrust, I pumped ropes deep inside, making sure she got it all in the entrance of her desperate, kitty-craving womb. ‘’Ish done… I’m pregnant… my own litter… nyahaha…~!’’

In the midst of the girl’s broken rambles, Koneko and I shot a knowing glance at each other.

Both of us knew that my stamina at this point was way too high. And merely cumming three times was not enough for this party to be over.

After all… I still needed to make sure this problematic kitty was nice and pregnant. And one time was not nearly enough to guarantee that.

‘’N-nyah? W-wait.. I’m still s-sensitive, you can’t just… NYAHHH!’’

I made sure to break in her needy, overstimulated pussy with another merciless thrust, and Koneko made sure to rest her perky, perfect ass back on her sister’s face to make sure she didn’t bother the rest of the residence while I put an entire litter of kitties in her womb.

I mean, that’s what she asked for, right? No take-backsies now~

-X-x-X-

‘’You k-nyohw…’’ Kuroka whispered, nuzzling her cheek into my collarbone while entracedly rubbing her flat tummy. She had been doing that for the last thirty minutes or so. ‘’I… don’t think I’ll be walking to-meow-rrow… I’m not a foldable chair to be bending like that, meow.’’

I sheepishly looked aside. The aftermath of our night left us in a messy bed. It was only after all of us took a bath that we decided to call it for the day, but before sleep could take hold of us, we basically just cuddled up to each other, embracing the shared warmth.

‘’My bad…’’ I chuckled and pressed a kiss on top of Kuroka’s head, noticing her left ear twitch a few times before a pleased purr escaped past her lips. ‘’I probably have some things to do, but I’ll make sure to spend the morning pampering both of you.’’

‘’Senpai’s a softie…’’ Koneko hummed. The younger sister looked much more relaxed and an overall different kind of tired. She had taken over my other side and, like her sister, was enjoying the full benefits of my Cuddle Emperor perk. ‘’…But that’s a good thing.’’

‘’My, how romantic.’’ Kuroka teased, nibbling softly on my collarbone in a playful manner. ‘’Then, thank you for picking up this little stray and making her into your pampered kitty~’’

‘’Piss off, freeloader.’’ Koneko deadpanned, blowing a raspberry at her sister.

‘’Nyah? Isn’t that incredibly rude?!’’ Kuroka whined, ears flattening against her skull as she curled up onto me, trying to win me over with fake tears and puppy eyes. ‘’Hm, hm? I’ll be the kitty-mommy of my first litter, you know? I’ll get emotional if you don’t give me love, affection, and raw sex.’’

‘This girl…’ My eyebrow twitched, and I shook my head, ignoring that last part— ‘’Wait… what do you mean first litter?’’

Kuroka tilted her head to the side, as if not understanding my question. ‘’Why? But of course, after all these little ones are running and playing around, I’m going to need another litter to look after, meow! Don’t worry, I’ll make sure to give you a lot of strong and healthy children, nyahahaha~!’’

I paled.

Ah, there it was.

The consequences of sticking my dick in crazy.

Koneko barely glanced at me with a hint of pity, pressing a smooch on my jaw before closing her eyes and falling asleep on my chest. Kuroka, too, showed signs of tiredness as she yawned loudly and buried her nose on my collarbone.

I felt two pairs of ears twitch under my chin, and two pairs of tails wrap around my arms. Only for the sisters to quickly fall asleep into my embrace, tired, sore, but entirely satisfied.

‘Ah… whatever.’ I slowly closed my eyes, nodding off into dreamland. ‘Future Zatren will deal with that… and it’s not like I won’t have a lot of help to go around and help me out with the little ones…’

With that in mind, I fell asleep while cuddling two adorable cat girls.

…

I blinked, noticing that I was floating in the middle of a fiery inferno. In front of me, a giant dragon of red scales stared lazily at me. It had one cracked green eye, and it didn’t seem to hold much energy overall.

So, it was very odd to be having a chat with him now of all times.

‘’Well, hello there, Ddraig.’’

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Author's Note:

Holy chonky chapter, and most of it is just lewding catgirls. There's not much to say besides one very amusing piece of information. This entire chapter talked about how Kuroka will have a ''litter'' and whatnot, but when I rolled for how many children she'll have...

The result of the dice roll was one.

Now that's fucking hilarious.

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