Mother Fate

Welcome to Mother Fate, the spin off of Lu3ky's blog which you should check out for more details. Dark Fates brought into reality by the words of the askers, and the will of Mother Fate. There is no limit to the depravity offered here, Mother Fate has no limits as long as she is entertained.

Asks/Story Prompts

Expect 2-5 paragraphs for each ask, I don’t mind if people ask for longer or shorter requests, note these are longer to better delve into these ideas. If you think an ask is embarrassing or too extreme, it’s not to me. This blog is meant for extreme content, so if there’s something more normal, wholesome, or intimate it might be better suited for my other blog. I also don't mind and prefer multiple asks, that way it's more likely I find an idea I want.

Preferred AU: My preferred Au at the moment

God Junko: A Junko who has gained powerful psychic ability who could bend the world to her whims, this can go from extremely lewd, to extremely dark and despairful, to whatever else the asker feels like.

Which characters I prefer: same as the other blog for now.

Danganronpa

Persona

Fire emblem

Hundred Line

This did not specify which game, so persona it is.

In all seriousness, this is much more of a "who would die for their beliefs/love question. So feel free to ask questions

No problem sweetie. Again, similar rules as last time. Except unlike persona, there is a certain amount of turning evil despair in here that wasn't in the persona tierlist.

B tier: Himiko has potential, but she's overall pretty boring. Kaede I think has some really interesting hot ideas, but I don't find as many of them super fucking hot like those higher. Mahiru has some hot ideas with her photography getting her into trouble. Ibuki has potential with her rioting getting her in some deep shit. And Toko is generally a girl failure, so there's always potential there.

A tier: Akane being dirt poor and extremely hot easily leads to forced sex work, among other ideas. Sakura has a lot of interesting emotional ties that could be played on, like her family dojo being converted into something else. Angie being a cult- er religious leader could lead to some hot ideas. Aoi is generally hot, so bad endings for her could come easily.

Makoto and Junko, they were certainly an odd couple. Even if you ignore how one is secretly a sadistic serial murderer, the two had clearly opposite personalities. Makoto's modesty and simple hope contrasting with Junko's... everything. Junko had of course been the one to start the relationship, that is- she forced Makoto onto a date with her in a very sexy monochrome dress. The seductress didn't hesitate to ride Makoto's fat hope-shaft all night, Makoto didn't exactly try to stop her either. Makoto did like Junko genuinely, plus it was hard to refuse a supermodel with a fat ass that she slammed on his cock every day. Yet Makoto's libido continued to grow every day as he tried his hardest to match her, which he was able to do. But Junko could tell what she was doing, she saw how Makoto now stared in awe at her plump cheeks in a miniskirt or her breasts when she didn't wear a bra. Even how he stared at other girls, which Junko didn't mind in the slightest. In fact, she was ready to indulge the Hope boy~

"I-I'm not sure about all this Junko, isn't this like super illegal?" Makoto asked while he stared at Kaede's fat ass from across the room, trying to look away before Shuichi saw. "Of course nottttttt we're just going to bring them to their room and-" Makoto wasn't reassured in the slightest as Junko went on. "Isn't this kidnapping? What if we get caught?" He was really thinking how could they not he caught, fucking Kaede was obviously going to have consequences. It was probably concerning he had moved past the moral dilemma and onto the practical problem, but Makoto's loins were hungry for that pianist ass. "Don't worry sweetie~ I do illegal things all the time and I never get caught~" Somehow he was still not reassured. Either way, Junko grabbed his arm and dragged him closer to the couple, they were older than them~

30 minutes later

PLOP. The sound was made when Makoto's huge cock slapped against Kaede's face, making Kaede realize that she was a total size queen. Even as Shuichi was bruised and tied up in the corner, Kaede still licked up and down Makoto's shaft. Shuichi could tell it wasn't out of fear or force, it was from lust. She wanted to worship another man's cock. And Junko Enoshima couldn't get enough of taking in that despair.

"Yeahhhhhhhhh, slap that bitch up with your cock Makoto." Makoto slapped Kaede's face back and forth with his cock, as instructed. Kaede couldn't bother to fight back as she felt herself getting wetter and wetter. Makoto then grabbed her head and shoved his cock into her mouth. Junko pushed Kaede's head up and down on the cock as she grinned and felt Shuichi's despair. "What a pathetic little bitch, get bobbing. I would have him begging for release by now, hurry up and get that fucking load out. Suck that meat pillar up, it's far bigger than that detective prick." Junko said as she sat on Shuichi's desk, denting it with her fat ass while laughing. Junko stared down at Shuichi's tiny pecker bulging against his pants, her toothy evil grin more prominent than ever. "Way bigger."

An hour later and Makoto was fucking Kaede in a mating press, meanwhile Junko had her heavy fashion boot on Shuichi's crotch. Threatening to crush it with an evil smile "Yeah Makoto~ break her size queen pussy~ mark that womb white~ stake your claim inside her~" Kaede moaned out loudly, although it was more like yelling. Makoto kept pounding harder and harder. "Fuck~ this pussy is almost as tight as Junko's was~" Makoto went harder and harder as Kaede's moans got louder and louder. "FUCK~~ MAKOTO~~~" Shuichi was moaning out too, his crotch being pleased by the oppressive boot of Junko Enoshima.

D tier are those who wouldn't kill, it helps that many of these characters do commit murder.

Being stuck to Nyx's cock.

Being captured by Strega

Firstly, absolutely love this ask. This is the kind of stuff I love.

Secondly, bad ending is a bit vague here (not your fault) so I'll be more specific for how I ranked them. Bad endings defined by sad, harmful, or overall terrible things happening to the characters. So things like the character turning evil or greedy wouldn't necessarily be covered here.

I also prefer to not do stuff like "gets defeated by a shadow" or stuff like that, pretty standard and is more beast stuff that I don't love.

While making this list I actually started with persona 5 first, since that game is peak bad ending material. The game has more bad endings than the others for a reason, not to mention the game is literally about fighting evil and corruption. Doesn't take a genius to realize the potential for stories where they fail~ Kamoshida taking Ann, as an obvious example~

Kotone and the velvet girls are really my favs though, as they have great power. If the wrong person were able to capture them or control them, things could get real bad~

In general the adults had less to lose, and the more dickish or unlikeable characters had less potential. I would love to do plots for any of them though.

The Unbreakable Chisa, chosen for her unrivaled determination. She had a considerable amount of influence and was thus very important for Byakuya to control. It helped she was an engaged beauty, Togami knew she would have to fall in line sooner or later.

"Mr Togami... I'm afraid I can't accept this... monetary compensation, it would go against my values." Monetary compensation, it was obviously a bribe. A sizeable one at that, a billion yen. "How disappointing, you know I own a rather large estate. In real need of someone with your talents, I think it would be a mistake to burn this bridge." Honestly, Togami appreciated her loyalty. It showed that when she inevitably joined him, she would never betray him.

"Mr Togami, honestly we should be discussing your behavior recently." That was why he was in her office. "Behavior? Who's been complaining." He of course cared only for punishing whoever was responsible for ratting him out. "Irrelevant, Mr Togami. Sexual harassment is no joke." Byakuya wasn't smiling this whole time, but definitely wasn't smiling now. "I see we're past discussing then. I hope you remember not taking my deal, because my order will have far less compensation." He stood up as Chisa raised her eyebrow. "I hope you don't think your wealth will get you out of this situation Mr Togami. Hope's Peak is above the influence... of..." She trailed off, seemingly distracted by something... Something BIG.

"I'm glad we could come to an agreement." Byakuya said, Chisa grinding her plump ass against his unreasonably huge bulge. It was larger than Munakata's whole cock, thicker than it too. "S-sorry I didn't take the agreement at first, are you sure you can’t give me that... compensation." Byakuya gripped her breast hard with his left hand while using his right to force her head to look at him. "Unfortunately, that offer is no longer available. If you want to gain compensation, you need to provide value."

Chisa gulped, she already was cheating on her husband and was about to sell- No, give Byakuya Hope's Peak's secrets. Secrets that would be disastrous if they were to leak, secrets entrusted into only a select few. Munkata himself had been investigating the darker side to Hope's Peak, all the corruption that it indulged in. There's no telling what might happen to him if his investigation, only one way to really find out~

"So it was Makoto who ratted on me, he'll get his punishment soon enough." Chisa shivered on her knees as she licked at Byakuya's balls, oh Makoto was going to get it~ Of course Makoto had been cucked in his bed, he walked in on Byakuya destroying Kyoko's fat ass and was forced to watch the whole time. He was still trying to get the cumstains out of his bed, he should have just shut his mouth though.

5 days later

Chisa was sitting in what used to be Munakata's office, her Fiancé completely restrained. Tied up with ropes and gagged hard, he was glaring at Chisa. Chisa had hoped his eyes would be more remorseful, maybe even shocked. "You don't have to be so angry, you'll be punished soon enough." As if predicting his questions he couldn't ask, she continued. "Running secret investigations into Hope's Peak? Plotting to become the headmaster? All doing so with Hope's Peak funding, they were NOT happy. They were very grateful I ratted you out, they even offered to give me your place since I proved so dependable." Chisa walked up to him, dropping the papers she had on the desk. "Don't think anyone will come to save you, Juzo has already abandoned you. We both serve-" HE entered.

December 23rd

Kyoko was sneaking around the outside of a building, it was a good thing she had in depth detail of its schematics and its security measures. Of course infiltration was effortless for the Ultimate Detective, and she needed to infiltrate this place. Still she made sure she had all the possible precautions completed, she would never make the mistake of going in underprepared again, her plan had to work. “Do we really have to be out here in the cold? Aren’t the cameras supposed to keep watch out here?” Kyoko could hear one of two men near the entrance complaining. She knew about the cameras of course, in fact she knew exactly how to get around their blindspots. “Well your complaining isn’t exactly making it better, be quiet or we might miss-” BAM BAM Kyoko had snuck in a different building through a window and had knocked out the first guard with a kick to the head, the second one fell unconscious as he went to grab a cigarette, his back totally exposed. Kyoko took their key cards and entered the building.

While a massive building, it wasn’t exactly a grand base. It was just a nice meeting place for the criminal underlords to do their illicit activity, an abandoned warehouse. Kyoko had caused quite a stir in the Tsumi syndicate’s operations, they were the second largest crime organization in Japan. Kyoko had mostly done this by going after other kingpins, crime bosses, smaller organizations that they dealt with a lot. It was the result of Kyoko's war on crime, and criminals have begun to fear her every move. Rumor had it that she knew the identity of every gang or mafia member in Japan, if they knew her identity then she would probably become the hit of every assassin in Japan. She was a force of ruthless justice, she would bring this syndicate down as easy as she would any other gang. She was currently crawling through the vents, being as quiet as she could. Didn’t help that her fat ass made it hard to crawl, but she had made it through anyway. Making sure nobody was nearby, she dropped down from the vent shaft. She reached into her pocket and pulled out a tiny camera, hard to see unless you really looked at it. She placed it on the wall and then listened in on the conversation.

It wasn’t long before- CRACK Kyoko felt her arms being pulled backwards, two large hands were grabbing her and prevented her escape. The man behind her was physically larger and more muscular, he was able to restrain her and pull her back. That was when the door she was listening in on opened. A lot of men walked out, but the most notable of them was Rin Tsumi. The leader of the entire syndicate. He walked over to where she had placed the camera and BAM crushed into a million tiny pieces. “Ah, who do we have here?” He asked his goon as he got up in Kyoko’s face. His face was painfully basic, dark hair and a somewhat attractive yet still basic face. He was pretty muscular and had a real fit body, the kind he clearly thought people would be jealous of. “... I think there has been some kind of mistake, I’m supposed to meet some of my friends here to buy something…” Bluffing was her best bet in this situation, although at this point the situation was only leading towards one obvious ending. “I don’t think you would be sneaking through the ventilation ducts if you had an honest goal.” Kyoko didn’t really have anything to say. “Just take care of her already.” A somewhat fat man said from behind him, it was clear to Kyoko he wasn’t part of his gang. “She’s my concern now, she will be dealt with soon enough. Birdie, knock her out.” Kyoko felt herself being chloroformed before everything faded into darkness.

March 3rd

“No, it’s too risky.” Jin said, both him and Kyoko being inside his office. “Jin-Father, excuse me but I believe it is a bit preposterous to believe I’m some frail flower. I’m a grown woman, I can make my own decisions.” Jin sighed, he expected something like this sooner or later. “It really isn’t that simple, there are others more suited to this task, Kyoko. It’s the biggest crime syndicate in Japan, you haven’t faced anything this difficult before.” Kyoko didn’t make any sort of annoyed sounds like Jin had expected, she was like her grandfather in that way. “I’ve put my life on the line more times than you can imagine Jin, I know what I’m doing.” Jin knew he wasn’t as smart as his daughter, but he also knew there were things he knew that she didn’t. “If you were to get caught here the world would lose a great talent, and I would lose a daughter. As your father I say you can’t.” This did get a reaction out of Kyoko, a slight glare. “So when it comes to raising me you can’t be my father, but only when it suits what you want.” She really was like her grandfather in that way, cold, pragmatic, and knowing what words would hurt the most. It wasn’t really that Kyoko felt that bad that her father had never been there, her grandfather raised her well enough. This was about winning the argument no matter what it cost, no doubt a consequence of living with Fuhito. “You know it wasn’t like that, I didn’t want to deprive my daughter of a father figure because of my work. Please Kyoko, at least wait for a while.” This had taken Kyoko aback a bit, she realized that her words were perhaps too harsh. “Fine, I’ll wait to infiltrate.” She lied.

December 24th

Kyoko jolted awake from a slap to her face, her arms behind her back as she was both handcuffed behind the chair and tied up. It was almost flattering how much they restrained her. Kyoko saw the big dude from before, if she remembered right his name was Birdie. As well as a few other men standing guard, Birdie spoke into a device behind him. “She’s awake.” As if this somehow made what he was doing more discreet. A few minutes and Rin stepped into the room, it was like the gangster equivalent of an interrogation room. “What do you want from me?” Kyoko asked, still trying to act innocent. “You must think us fools huh?” He motioned for the other goons to leave, which they quickly followed. He placed his gun on the table and got in her face. “We took your phone and saw all your police contacts.” Kyoko gasped, perhaps a bit too hard. “How? You couldn’t have known the code.” He smirked, with far too much smugness. “You’re right, we didn’t. But I’m glad you just confirmed it for me.” Kyoko was annoyed with his smugness, but he continued. “You know at first I thought you were some spy, but I recognized you. You’ve broken into many of our business locations haven’t you? We’ve been on high alert since that Ultimate Justice story had been floating around, you’ve been snooping around haven’t you? I can recognize your figure anywhere.” He said as his hand drifted down, almost grabbing her rather sizable breasts.

Kyoko glared down at him. “You sexist worm.” Probably one of the more emotional things that Kyoko had said, though the situation did call for it. “Oh on the contrary, this is merely a state of power. If you held this power I would have no problem with you doing the same to me, it’s merely a situation of power, which you have none of right now.” “...” He eventually put his hands away. “Yet once I saw your face I knew it was familiar, you’re one of the ultimates aren’t you?” Kyoko realized that he probably had deduced her identity by now, so she didn’t say anything. “You're lucky, if I hadn’t recognized you I probably would have just put a bullet in you and been done with this mess. But I wanted to know who that Ultimate Justice is, yet it’s so obvious now that’s you.” Kyoko knew the game was up. “I am the Ultimate Detective, my Ultimate status was kept secret for obvious reasons. What do you plan on doing now?” He knew it, he was absolutely correct. “Before I start with my demands, I should have you know that my men patted you down multiple times. Those recording devices are gone, we’re far away from that base. I made sure to pick one that you’ve never been to. Nobody is coming to save you, you have no choice but to cooperate.” Kyoko had figured as much, this man fancied himself a superior intellect. Yet she couldn’t help smiling, she didn’t really know why though. Her poker face was usually more ironclad than this.

“What is it you really want from me?” He wondered how someone like this was such a thorn in his partner’s work. “All the information you have, it’s obvious you’ve been digging up dirt on everyone in my line of work. It wouldn’t hurt to have dirt on all my allies and enemies.” Kyoko was getting tired of his mansplaining. “So who are your current targets other than me Hachi? Fugi? Shuji?” Kyoko glared at him, her voice getting more intense “I would never tell you.” He smiled, as if he had been hoping for this response. “Don’t worry, I have all the time in the world. A little torture would do you good.” Kyoko couldn’t help but laugh to herself, he couldn’t believe she thought that bluff would work. “Speaking of time, what time is it? I want to get home in time for Christmas, I need to give my darling his present~” Saying that made her think of Makoto, he was probably worried sick. “Oh, it looks like it’s past your time for freedom.” Kyoko quickly responded. “It’s 5:30 isn’t it?” He looked down at his phone, as the time ticked from 5:29 to 5:30. He moved his hand to her throat “What the hell are you planning?” Kyoko smirked, she couldn’t help how he thought she was helpless like her father did. “Didn’t it seem suspicious? That I would be caught when you never even noticed me before, that I knew where your bases were? How easy it was to catch you in my net by putting just a little bit of bait out.” He let go of her, there was probably backup on the way as is. “There was a rat, who was it?” Kyoko chuckled again, more than she had laughed in a long time. It was almost haunting. “Those closest to you, not that it really matters. You were so predictable that my plan went off without a single flaw. By the way did you tell any other gangs you figured out my identity.” He gritted his teeth as he glared down at her, if he was going down he would take this bitch with him.

 “I didn’t think so, because that’s the kind of person you are. Every action was motivated by your greed, your delusion of grandeur. That you could ever be on top.” He was getting a call from his phone, it was 5:40 already. “Don’t think you can bluff your way out of this, you may have taken my cameras but not the ones that matter. My eye contacts were made by a colleague, they recorded and listened in on this entire conversation. At this very second every last member of your gang is being arrested or worse, not that you’ll have to worry about that much longer.” That took him back, she said it with such confidence but that was impossible. Even if she knew all of his gang members, she couldn’t possibly prove they were all- as if interrupting his thoughts. “I am the Ultimate Justice, you are the last obstacle I need to take down.” As he looked back in a rage, he saw Kyoko come free from the rope. Her handcuffs only on one arm as she sprang forward, grabbing his gun on the table and pointing it up at his chin. BANG she lightly pushed him forward as he fell on the floor. “You are the powerless one here.” She unloaded some more bullets into him. Then sighed, everything had gone just as planned. Yet she was still thinking of what Jin said- no. She knew what she was doing, she had trumped her position as Ultimate Detective and became the Ultimate Justice.

A few hours later and the entire building had been raided and the gang had been destroyed, by the dozens those who had survived were being taken into the prison trucks. Kyoko had managed to locate all her belongings where she put on her jacket immediately. It was far too cold even indoors, she checked her phone as soon as possible. Her heart immediately jumped, a message from him 7 hours ago. She quickly read it and was typing frantically when Makoto came in, she quickly put her phone away as she was nearly tackled in a hug. “I’m so glad you’re safe, Kyoko! I know you could do it, but I just kept thinking what would happen if something went wrong and-” Kyoko put a finger on his mouth for a second to shush him. “Thank you Makoto, sorry for making you so scared. Honestly, I wasn’t thinking about how worried you must have been.” Kyoko wondered if this was how she made her father feel all this time. “It’s ok Kyoko, I know your job is dangerous! It isn’t fair for me to ask you to stop.” No, Makoto was right. Jin could deal with this since she was doing real work. “And you took down the biggest crime organization in Japan!” Kyoko lightly chuckled, only for half a second. “Technically it’s only the second biggest.” She smirked at the thought. “Only you could be pessimistic at a time like this.” Makoto wrapped his arm around her shoulder as he walked outside with her. “No, I mean that in a good way Makoto. I guess I’m just thinking of the work that still needs to be done, but you’re right. What happened today was a great thing, it’s a major step towards my goal.” She said looking up as she stepped outside, looking at the stars and the snow. “What is that goal Kyoko?” This caught Kyoko off guard. “Well… I guess it is true Justice.” She said honestly as she rested her head on his shoulder. “I apologize for this Makoto, I would like to be by myself tonight. I promise to meet you early in the morning to open presents, before the big christmas party at Hope’s Peak that is. Does 8 AM sound good?” Kyoko smiled as she heard Makoto agree, she had a very busy night of justice left.

March 27th

“Absolutely not Kyoko, this is madness.” A baffled Jin held a stack of papers Kyoko had brought him. Kyoko was glaring at him, her gaze intense. Yet Jin still held strong. “Father, this is necessary. We can no longer afford to let gangs run around the streets so freely, their gang wars are causing harm on a scale unseen in years.” Jin still would not budge, Kyoko was correct about these facts of course. Japan had experienced an explosion in gang violence in the last month alone, nearly ten times as much. Apparently the gangs all had tight allegiances, so when one side took something too far it became an all out war. “Kyoko, I’ve experienced many things like this in my time. Japan and law enforcement will deal with this, what-” Kyoko slammed her hands onto his desk, causing her massive breasts to jiggle and spooking Jin from how forceful she was being. “These gangs obviously have a large portion of law enforcement in their pocket, politicians are likely no different.” Jin of course couldn’t deny this, but she was suggesting madness. “Kyoko- it’s only been a month, we should wait to take such drast-” again she interrupted him. “NO! I won’t let this situation drag on without working towards a solution, that you-” This time Jin interrupted Kyoko. “ENOUGH This isn’t your problem to solve Kyoko.” She stepped back and stayed silent as he continued. “I don’t know what has gotten into you Kyoko, is this because I wouldn’t let you go on that mission?” Jin tried to make sense of this. Kyoko took a deep breath. “Father if I may, I believe that you are passing on this solution because of how in your time we would be unable to do this. I could have Miu constructing the cameras tomorrow if need be-” Now it was Jin’s turn to take a deep breath. “We can’t put these spy cameras around Japan, I don’t doubt that the technology is able to be made. We have enough talent here to make them, but it goes against all the values I stand for. I mean even ignoring the possibility that they are used for malicious purposes, it’s illegal and a major invasion of privacy- No. It would be the end of privacy as we know it.” Jin said hoping Kyoko would understand, of course he had a feeling she knew all this. “We both know that Hope’s Peak is above the law.” Kyoko didn’t really have any sort of objection to the morality of it, just that it was feasible. “No Kyoko, that’s final. I say this as headmaster and not your father, I’m disappointed you would stubbornly stick to this.” This stuck with Kyoko, HE was disappointed with HER? While she wasn’t outwardly furious, she would be thinking about this interaction for a long time. “Fine, we both know you don’t have all the power here. You have bosses, hopefully they will be less stubborn.” Jin was shocked that even after all of that she would try to do this. “No, I will resist this program for as long as you try to get it through Kyoko.” Kyoko smiled lightly. “I doubt that will do anything, especially since this will help them scout talent faster than ever before. Now if you would Jin, my papers.” Jin was stunned, after a moment of silence he gathered the papers and handed them to Kyoko. As he watched Kyoko walk out with a confident defiant stroll, he didn’t know what to think. Other than that he had to oppose this, but he had Hope that the others wouldn’t accept this. This Hope was misplaced.

December 24th 8:27 PM

Kyoko entered the literal underground mansion, though it looked and functioned more like a hotel. She went up to the receptionist quickly. “I’m here to see Maxi” She looked a bit annoyed. “Name?” This caused her to blush. “Ky-Ky” this caused her look of annoyance to turn to slight anger, or at least dissatisfaction. As if she had just told her that she was a stripper, she handed Kyoko a key. “Room 37.” Kyoko nodded and got onto the elevator as she held the key tightly. As the elevator went up she felt her heart pumping, she had done great right? He said he wanted to see her tonight, surely she had made good progress- Yeah! Especially after eliminating his biggest rival tonight she would be- DING the door opened and she slowly walked forward until she found room 37. She took in a deep breath and opened the door, stepping inside the quiet apartment. It was a good thing she took off her contacts after the mission, or she would have been too anxious to remember now. She saw Him in a throne-like chair, sitting like some kind of king. “Maxi-” She said as she stepped forward, still unsure. “Ky-Ky, you can call me by my real name here. I’m the only one here.” He responded with a sweet yet still attractive smile. “R-right Yami Shuji-” He chuckled again. “Just call me Yami, Ky-Ky.” She had reached him by now, his hand immediately grabbing at her thighs. Yami Shuji seemed to be a man in his early twenties, yet still was the brutal boss of the biggest crime organization in Japan. His face was undeniably attractive, with red hair that looked natural despite most likely being dyed. “So were you just waiting in this chair for me all night?” Kyoko asked as she sat on the side of his chair, the arm rest somehow managed to keep up Kyoko’s massive ass while he grabbed at her thighs more. “Ever since you texted me you’d be here Ky-Ky.” Kyoko blushed. “You know how that name gets me. That’s why you use it.” Yami’s hand went from her thigh to her ass. “You know me so well don’t you?” His mouth connected with hers, a long unbroken 10 minutes of intense kissing. 

“So how did the big bust go?” Kyoko had almost forgotten his passion. “He’s no longer a problem, the remains of the gang are arrested. Still it’s hard to justify to enforcement how I know so much without giving the cameras away. I probably won’t be able to use the years of research excuse anymo-” She was interrupted by more kissing, she didn’t mind that he interrupted her since the two kind of understood each other on that deep a level. “You did great Ky-Ky, you didn’t take any of the… product with you?” Kyoko smirked as she kissed his cheek. “You’re the only drug I need, the only I want. I’m addicted to you, I won’t find another vice.” She instinctively began rubbing her body against his arm. “Since when did you become a poet?” He teased, resulting in Kyoko blushing. “Was it too much? I thought it was quite clever.” He rubbed her face with his hand. “It was great, keeping you around was the best decision I ever made. Not just for this.” He said as he squeezed her ass harder, causing her to flinch slightly. “My grand plan is almost complete Master Yami, everything is in perfect position!” She didn’t even mind the fact that both of his hands were grabbing at her body, his left groping her ass while his right felt up her waist. “It’s almost too perfect, all that is left is secretly replacing each member one at a time. The world won’t even notice since they were from the shadows. Then you’ll have full access to all. The power of Hope’s Peak, the money, the unrivaled knowledge of the grand eyes~” Yami could tell she was proud of her project, she really was addicted. “You know that means you’ll have to get rid of your father, he knows who they are.” Kyoko seemed uncomfortable for a moment, but only for a moment. “He clearly doesn’t see me as his daughter anymore, despite everything I’ve done.” Despite the fact she had basically been using an all knowing power to support a Criminal Overlord, she was still angry her father was disappointed. How could he not understand that this was the way? She didn’t even know what her own twisted ideology was anymore, just her anger towards her father.

“Well that’s his loss then, isn’t it?” SPANK Yami knew how to boost Kyoko up while also treating her like a toy, he was a real smooth talker. Kyoko of course knew that he used this smooth talking on other girls, he kept up appearances. Of course Kyoko deep down knew that she was his favorite, her new power and successes had inflated her ego. Yet it also made her need to be above others, she never even considered the possibility she might be discarded after Yami had gotten all of the power he could from her. “You’re so right, so- maybe. Since I brought you a Christmas present, you should give me one?” This was her unsubtle way of asking for sex, she had been eyeing up his unhard bulge since she sat beside him. She was desperately horny, kissing was good and all that but she needed more. “Oh really? Do you want some jewelry then? I have the real expensive kind if you want to try some.” He said with the tiniest bit of sarcasm, of course he knew what she actually wanted. “...Jerk…” She said recognizing the tone he had used. “Ky-Ky, you are supposed to wait to open your presents till Christmas.” Kyoko couldn’t help herself, she was so desperate that she immediately locked lips with him again. Kyoko had begun wrapping her legs against his body while pressing her breasts and crotch against his body. He was everything she wanted, everything she needed. All the things she was going to do for her master, the elimination of all his competition and soon Hope’s Peak’s bosses. It all made her unbelievably horny, yet still hungry for more power. After the kiss eventually subsided Kyoko was panting hard, having put real strength into her passion for him. “Soon you’ll have all of Hope’s Peak for yourself! I will give it to you! You know how much I want this, to be your grand architect in a world ruled by you.” Her body rubbed harder with a new drive, begging for his permission and praise. “When are you going to replace those old fools?” Kyoko began grinding against him even harder as she felt herself getting closer and closer to climax. “THE 30TH! I’LL TAKE THEM OUT TH-” SPANK Kyoko stood completely still, other than her body twitching as she felt herself on the brink of climax as it was denied in an instant. “Don’t do anything reckless, I can’t have anything happen to my little Ky-Ky. You haven’t even been filled with my children yet.” Kyoko with an almost religious zeal stared into his eyes, eyes that seemed to beg for hundreds of things from him at the same time. “Lord~”

December 25th

As promised Kyoko appeared early in the morning for Makoto, wearing a red and white puffy christmas dress. Makoto thought it was really sweet, if not a bit strange to see Kyoko wearing something so festive. “You seem to be in high spirits Kyoko!” Kyoko smiled as she hugged Makoto sweetly, hugging him to her side. “It’s Christmas isn’t it? Speaking of Christmas, I have a present for you Makoto~” Kyoko said with a sly smile on her face as she thought of it. “I also have a present for you Kyoko! I hope you’ll like it.” Kyoko handed Makoto a smallish rectangular box. “You open it first~” Kyoko insisted as she stared at the box smiling, Makoto was happy with all her enthusiasm. She was really excited about the gift! Eagerly Makoto grabbed the gift and pulled it out, it was a necklace! A pretty one at that, with two sets of letters. Hanging lower was a bronze color MN, which Makoto obviously realized was his initials. But the others were in gold of YS. “Hey Kyoko, what does YS stand for?” Kyoko smiled sweetly, it was almost too easy. “Oh it stands for Your Saint Makoto, like how you are mine.” She said as she kissed his cheek, staring at that necklace with such passion. “Anyway, what about your present for me?” Makoto then pulled out a small box, still larger than Kyoko’s present. Kyoko smiled and opened the gift quickly, to which she saw a collection of books. She pulled them out, detective books. Kyoko smiled at how corny and sweet it was, of course she had read most of these. “Detective books huh Makoto~ How nice of you~” Kyoko noticed a book that read Diary. “Hm? Why did you add a diary in here Makoto?” Makoto beamed excitedly. “Because that’s the story I’m most interested in reading!” Kyoko blushed, then hugged Makoto as she kissed his lips lovingly.

A few hours later and they were both at their Hope's Peak Christmas Party, it was overall a fun time. Kyoko got a good chance to talk with a lot the older students from other classes. She didn't talk to her father or any of the staff though, there wasn't really a point. Though occasionally she glared at him from across the room, apparently she did it often enough for Makoto to notice. “Kyoko are you ok? Is there… something going on between you and your dad?” Kyoko needed to be less obvious in the future. “It's nothing you need to worry about Makoto.” She smiled to herself, this was mostly just self reassurance. He would be gone soon, she would get rid of him. But she could feel his glare even when she wasn't looking, or at least what she thought was a glare. He was a fool, that was final. She resolved herself before moving to another room with Makoto.

January 30th

It was so easy, it was so damn easy. She took a deep breath, her face twisted for a second into a crazy smile as she imagined it. They'd all be dead soon, she'd win. She would finally win, she would take everything. She would become Justice, she would control what that means. She opened the door and entered the headmasters office. “Jin.” She spoke as she approached his desk, her movements forced yet stiff. “You can call me your father Kyoko.” He said sternly as he looked up at her, the tension was palpable. “No, you are not my father. I want nothing to do with you anymore Jin Kirigiri, not that you deserve to have the Kirigiri name.” She had reached the desk and glared down at Jin. “If that is what you want Kyoko, then fine. I guess you've outgrown me then?” He said as he tried to stand up when CLICK 

He heard the cocking sound of a gun. “You are nothing Jin Kirigiri, you could never live up to your father's legacy.” Jin froze, before fulling processing what was happening. “What the hell is this?” Kyoko smiled, it was a wide unnatural smile for her. A manic smile with open eyes. “It is what you deserve Jin Kirigiri, a failure of a detective, father, and headmaster. The only thing of value you ever brought into this world was me, so I'll do you a favor and remove you.” Kyoko said while she stared with such hatred in her eyes at her father, this was her final victory over him. “What happened to you Kyoko?” Her smile faded as she glared daggers into him as if it would cut him. “You've never been good with arguments or logic dad, you are an obstacle in my path. You and the other secret contributors to Hope's Peak must be dealt with, they are corrupt and greedy. But not you, you're just too weak. I know this to be true because it's the reason my plan worked.” 

Jin didn't really know what to say, he could never have expected this confrontation. Still he wasn't afraid, he was dissapointed. Could he have done something to stop her from this extreme path? It was all far too hypothetical for him to imagine, so he stayed silent and waited. Eventually he looked up at Kyoko wondering why she hadn't fired yet. “No last words?” She really was like his dad, always had to have the last word. “Maybe you're right Kyoko, maybe I am just and old fool. I still hold onto what I said before, I just hope you'll understand it.” Kyoko smiled wider, her manic look came back as she got exactly what she wanted. “You are an old fool, unable to see what I am now. Everything you've ever suggested to me has been flawed father, now perish.” BANG It was finished with a shot through his head, Kyoko was still riding her superiority high. She looked at the security cameras in his room and smiled. Part of her wished she could have saved it, watched it again and again so her memory never forgot it. She needed to get going soon, it had been 6 days since she met with him and he probably was waiting for her.

January 2nd.

It was an open casket funeral, Kyoko wore all black to keep up appearances. Makoto felt it inappropriate to wear Kyoko's necklace, which disappointed her more than the funeral herself. Kyoko had to try really hard to not think about how she had completely won, occasionally her face would twist into a smile but just as quickly it would be gone. Kyoko didn't say a thing at the funeral, she knew she wouldn't be expected to. Kyoko had vowed to use every resource to track down her father's killer when his body was found, she smiled just thinking about it. Before frowning to keep appearances up, it was so suffocating having to pretend like this. At least Makoto would leave her alone tonight to go to His place~ 

She rode the elevator up that night, a sexy black dress that looked partially like a mourning widow's dress. She opened the door to his room to find- “Yeah Daddy! Spank that soldier ass!” The sight of two familiar girls, and one's annoying voice. Junko Enoshima and Mukuro Ikusaba. Mukuro was bending over like a dog, her ass high up for Master and Junko was sitting in her seat. He was currently groping Junko's ass with one hand while delivering spank after powerful spank to Mukuro while she didn't flinch or speak, Junko of course cheered him on. “Ah Ky-Ky, let me introduce you to my two girls~ Junky and Muko.” Junko stuck out two peace signs as if trying to annoy Kyoko, it worked. “I thought you said you would wait until after we got our handa into Hope's Peak to-” Junko stood up and chuckled obnoxiously. “He didn't find us Ky-Ky~” She said even more obnoxiously as she bent over to Kyoko's height to get in her face. “We found him~ and covered the lose ends you failed to clean up.” Kyoko was more surprised Yami hadn't denied this yet, so she was telling the truth. “Strange how talented women seem to find their way to me.” Junko pulled back, practically shoving her ass into his hand. “Except we came to you with the intention of helping, Ky-Ky had to be convinced first~” 

Kyoko was getting very annoyed at Junko's attitude, and annoying ass voice. “So she came to assist us then? I suppose this is good, but how did she know about us?” Kyoko asked to Yami while still glaring at Junko, acting like this was an interrogation. “Oh that's easy! We were investigating the secrets behinds Hope's Peak-” Kyoko interrupted her “What? Impossible, we've been spying on them for months. We would have-” Junko interrupted this time, with a much more annoying voice. “Awwwwww guess you're incompetent then babe~ Fact is that's what happened~” Junko said as she shook her ass back and forth, giving a good time to Yami. He enjoyed seeing the girls bicker, not to mention he hadn't stopped his assault to Mukuro's ass. It was deep red by this point. “Junko-” Junko stepped forward again. “JUNKY, that's my name! Because I'm a real Junky~” Junko had a crazed look on her face. 

“Why do you even want to help us? It's suspicious.” Junko went to Yami’s side and saluted like he was some leader. “Because he's my daddy~ my Yami~ you two destroyed my plans for world destruction, it filled me with  Unbearable Despair.” her entire body trembled as she drooled thinking about it. “So now I'm at your service! Your ruthless genociding force of nature Junky!” She struck a post with a wink and a peace sign. Kyoko was not amused by her antics, but what annoyed her most was that Yami didn't silence her fucking ego. He was far above her, he should have her know that! “Right, today was his funeral wasn't it Ky-Ky?” Yami broke through Kyoko's thoughts. “Sorry I can't assist you tonight, I promised to do Muko first.” Mukuro, who hadn't said a single world so far, decided to stand up and turned to make out with him. “Looks like we're both being cucked tonight Ky-” “Stop calling me that.” Junko could tell she was successfully annoying Kyoko, which made her smile grow wide and teethy. “She didn’t want my hands to be occupied.” Yami said breaking the kiss for a moment, Mukuro briefly looking back at the two of them but just as quickly looking back to kiss him. Kyoko knew he was going to take these talented women eventually, still she couldn't help the twinge of jealousness. Especially considering that bulge she and Junko were eying, she didn't want to share.

An hour later and the three girls all had matching outfits. They all were wearing black dark skirts, black jackets, no shirt but black and red bras, and dark hats with Yami’s syndicate’s logo on them. Kyoko and Junko were on both sides of him, Mukuro between his legs gargling down his dick. Yami was making out with the two girls, switching from each one while the other whispered sweet things into his ear. “We uncovered a lot of things from the takeover of Hope's Peak, they were more powerful than we first imagined~” He then started making out with Kyoko. “Turns out they have their hands in many pies~ The Americas~ Europe~ Australia~ thousands of politicians to manipulate with so little time~” He switched back to Junko. “They have the economic density that could disrupt the entire world, does that excite you dear~” He switched back to Kyoko, since that did excite him. “You’re a giant now~ The world is like your pie, that you can put your hand into and SQUASH just to watch it bend to your will.” This competition of seduction went on and on as Mukuro continued to suck down his cock, which the two girls seemed to ignore throughout the night.

January 4th

“Are you sure you don’t need anything Kyoko?” She was in her office, Makoto was with her. He was still worried about her. “I’m fine Makoto, I barely even knew my father. Not that I don’t feel bad and sad, but I’m used to seeing dead bodies and crimes of this nature.” Kyoko tried to predict what Makoto was thinking, although she was pretty spot on. “Well I saw how you looked at him at the Christmas party, it really sounded like you two were going through something. I just feel bad that you didn’t get to work that out before- I’m sorry, I shouldn’t be talking like this.” Kyoko smiled, if very slightly. “It’s no problem Makoto, there’s very little you could do to upset me. I know the kind of person you are, I know you just want to make me feel better. You’re the type of kind person I always wanted to protect as a detective.” She said as she smiled more sweetly back up at Makoto. “Well if there is anything I can do to help you-” He blushed embarrassed from the situation, but Kyoko did have a request. “Could you go to the mailroom and grab our mail?” Makoto smiled and ran off like a good little errand boy. It was boring keeping up appearances, she at least had some time now before he came back to monitor some potential threats. A big heist was coming up, it would be effortless once she put her plan into action. Before she knew it Makoto was back, who handed a small pile of mail. “Thanks Makoto, you can take a break for today.” She wanted him out as soon as possible. “Are you sure you don’t want any more help? I really don’t mind, I am your assistant after all!” It was cute how he thought he was useful to her, at least in work. “Take the day off, you earned it. There’s going to be a lot more work down the road.” Makoto kissed her cheek, which Kyoko responded with a cheek kiss of her own. Soon enough he was gone, Kyoko liked going through Makoto’s mail. She of course had no respect for his privacy, not that she was worried he was cheating on him. She did see a letter that caught her attention, from Hope’s Peak Headmaster. Confused, she opened it and read it, her face unchanging until the end. “Makoto Naegi, prior to his death Jin Kirigiri submitted a secret document saying in the event of his death that you are to assume the role of Headmaster…” … Kyoko was pissed. She was told she was going to be Headmaster, but her father changed it without even a reason as to why. She was far better than Makoto, a fact she would have no problems showing to him. She was enraged, because her father had gotten the last word in before his death. A fact Kyoko would have to live with forever.

(Part 1)

“Th-thank you for coming-” Toko responded as she sloppily wrote her name on her own book, The Baroness of Japan, the story of a young woman in high school and how she indulges in her own desires in an uncaring world, which could mean nothing. It wasn’t one of Toko’s finest work- although according to Toko none of her work was her finest work, even so they sold like crazy. While calling her work shameless smut isn’t necessarily inaccurate, Toko preferred her work labeled as, Psychological insight to human culture and the nature of pleasure, which again isn’t necessarily inaccurate. Perhaps that’s how she could write a full novel with one hand while also masturbating her giant futanari cock with her other arm. 

“Th-thank you Miss Toko, It’s like a dream to be here meeting you in person. I’m like- such a big fan of your work and-” Toko nervously took every comment, still unsure if this man, who was only a bit older than her, was really being truthful. Although he was pretty cute… She would probably like him. “S-sorry Mr- You’re- holding up the line.” She handed him back the book and put a small card into the first page, a secret that she only really gives people she likes. The man was about to keep talking but was shoo’d away by Toko’s security team, there were hundreds more people in line. Toko only charged around 3000 yen per signing, of course Toko didn’t really need the money… That is, if Jill didn’t enjoy using millions of yen whenever she came out, she was her other half and loved to both buy and lavish in her wealth and also bribing government officials to not actually arrest her took some money. That said, she could just release another few books this week and she would be drowned in yen. That and- RINGGGGGGGGGGG She got a call from Byakuya, she motioned for her security team to speak. “Alright! Toko will be taking a break from signing!” 

Toko practically sprinted to her backroom and answered the phone “Y-yes Ma-sir-” She eagerly responded. “I thought I told you a million times already, you are my master.” Byakuya said, realizing what she was trying to say. “Sorry Ma- I mean Sir.” Despite the obvious tones each of them had, Byakuya was completely subservient to Toko. “You can call me anything you want you know, how are you enjoying your signing?” Toko nervously laughed. “Heh… Well you know, it’s just weird so many people like my books. A-and my hand gets a bit tired signing.” Byakuya chuckled, “Well when you get home I’ll make sure to make my hands tired.” Toko blushed a bit at that “Y-you better, li-little bitchboy.” she said, trying to be a good sadistic master. “I hope you have a good day~ bye~” He hung up, Toko salivated a bit at the thought of getting to destroy his rich fat ass again from the mansion he bought for her~ Byakuya had become her *bitchboy* a while ago, he had become infatuated with her work. The way she wrote… like she was some sort of genius, even trumping the great Togami family. Toko was surprised when he first told her this and offered to give her whatever she wanted. When she jokingly said she should get on his knees, when she thought he was making fun of her, he agreed. Ever since then he obeyed her loyally and she slowly had gained more confidence and became way richer, both from his wealth and her pushing and promoting her books. 

She was practically salivating at the thought of him, she had once wanted him to be her master, her prince or king. Well she still kind of hoped for that sort of relationship somewhat, or at least she thought she did. She mostly just went where her impulses took her, her writing was similarly motivated. Then suddenly as she salivated she felt her nose twitch and her heart rate spiked. “N-no you said you wouldn’t come out when we’re in public, I already told you that you can be out tomorrow.” Her nose got more and more sensitive “F-fine I’ll let you out tonight just calm down!” With that her nose let up a bit, Jill was already getting bored even though she let her out last night. She had managed to find a way to communicate with her other half, though she still hasn’t been able to fully control her. 

That Night

Toko had slowly walked back to her mansion, she preferred to walk home to clear her thoughts. Or sometimes she would have a new novel idea she was working out in her head that she would write when she got home. When she did get home she found her boytoy Byakuya, who looked more feminine than ever before, in particular a more feminine waist and of course a fatter ass. At some point he had started taking drugs to give himself a fatter ass, of course this was when Toko was still testing how far she could push Byakuya. But it's not like she ever asked him to stop~ “Wh-where are the other boys?” Toko asked as she looked around as if she didn’t know the answer already. “They are preparing for your ‘gathering’ tomorrow as well as your birthday party next week” Toko looked around even though she knew they were the only ones here “G-good now sh-shake your ass like a good slave!” Wordlessly Byakuya turned around and began shaking his ass, his black pants clinging tightly to his booty as he shook it. Toko felt her erection getting bigger and bigger before eventually- ACHOOOO. Immediately he turned around, he, despite his subservience, was still incredibly smart and he had realized that her sneeze was her changing to her other personality. “Surprise~ I’m backkkkkkkkkkkkk~~~” Jack said as she SMACKED Byakuya’s sensitive rear, causing him to groan. “I thought Toko was supposed to be out tonight.” Jack scoffed as she held one pair of scissors against his throat and her other hand was carefully squeezing his ass hard because she owned it. “That’s why it’s a surprise, dipshit. Why haven’t you stripped down yet?” She asked with another powerful SMACK to his ass which did cause him to take off his fancy clothes, revealing his tiny pecker which was reduced because of the constant drugs he took, before he could properly fold his clothes and prostrate himself Jack slammed him against the wall as she grinded her bulge against his ass through her clothes. Scissors still pressed against his throat, Jack admired the injury to his ass. Specifically how the letters T and S were carved in each of them, S carved by her scissors on a particularly passionate night. “You think your little writer is going to come out and protect you? HELL NO!!! I’ve been waiting a full 24 hours for this shit, so fucking grind into me like your life depends on it or I might make you just another victim on my list.”

She had no patience when it came to her sex, she slammed him again and again against the wall as if she was trying to use a battering ram to knock down a wall. “Maybe I’ll use my scissors and give you a new smile on your face~ or maybe make you into a wall decoration~ of course I bet you would looooooooooooove those ideas if Toko suggested them, you fucking simp.” She said as she was making a dent against the wall with her seemingly inhuman strength and speed, since she had been pounding his ass for nearly 3 hours straight she was able to cum deep into her ass for nearly 10 minutes straight all the while his screams were muffled by his own hands still you could make out the screams of pain and pleasure that were forced out of his body by Jack. “Heh~ you really are lucky I like you enough to not kill you, although that is subject to change.” Before he could respond she shoved him onto his knees, the cum leaking out of her cock more potent and powerful than he could have ever hoped to create when he was not drugging himself up for Toko. Then of course his throat was raped by her giant cock, as if it had not just finished an hour long anal marathon. All the while the genocidal fiend laughed at how everything always went her way~

The next day she was in the same building, however instead of just signing books she was hosting her own event. A *private* event, at least in the sense that it was hard to get in. You see, Toko had a bit of a cult following, at least that was the joke she told herself to stop herself from getting overwhelmed by that feeling of not only being listened to but for her words themselves to be worshipped. It was as if her words were God in this cult, her books and stories felt something like this. Toko loved how people worshiped her words instead of herself, as if it was a sign of her skill and abilities, although many people taken in by her words do become worshipers of herself. Which is why now, she was walking into a room of her adoring fans, most of them feminine or cute boys, including the boy from yesterday she had given the card to, although there were some women, who of course were incredibly stacked. The crowd got quiet, even those in the middle of passionate discussions of her work, as if they were waiting for some great philosophical wisdom. Her preferences affected the world, like when she posted online she said she liked cute boys with fancy clothes and blonde hair, there was a hair dyeing frenzy and a boom in the men’s fashion industry. Of course these preferences were motivated by her ever changing hormones while acting like her changing perspectives were always that way, which her adoring fans couldn’t possibly question. 

Toko had expected Jack to come out at some point, she was the one who usually enjoyed these grand orgies, since yes- this was an orgy despite everyone being clothed. Not that Toko disliked these orgies, especially since she was the center of it all. She just didn’t really know how to start it like her murderer side did, usually for a party like this she liked having a common interest to talk about. Of course she didn’t really like talking about herself, or at least in this situation that’s how she felt. But as she stepped out into the crowd she thought of something to say. “Before we begin, I want everyone to remember this is my event. Y-you all don’t matter here unless you are f-fulfilling my desires.” The crowd didn’t say anything, there were some slow approving thoughtless nods but mostly they were all appreciating her transcendent words as if she were a genius. “...And to you” After a short silence she pointed almost accusingly at a large group on the floor above their own. “Y-you Cucks had better be good boys and keep paying to watch, I d-don’t care how amazing you think this gets, you are not going to orgasm.” she said as an order before stopping her pointing as she felt a bit self conscious. “W-well what are you all waiting for?” She said angrily as her collection of cult-fans began their undressing while she remained clothed, she began nearly foaming at the mouth like a kid in a candy store. 

Toko usually wore her high school shirt that was surprisingly modest for her, not that she had THAT much breast to stretch her shirt out. She wore a lacy loincloth which stretched around her waist and hips, Toko wasn’t unattractive but she was outmatched by her fellow Hope’s Peak girls. Although Toko complained a lot about how much she hated how girls with big breasts and thighs acted all bitchy and that she didn’t want any big boobs of her own, both of these were the opposite and were examples of her pettiness to those who had something she didn’t. Although she liked being in charge of people, which is why despite her somewhat repressed envy she hired her fellow Hope’s Peak ladies to work for her. Although she didn’t really have to pay them, they worked for free, which made it all the easier to dress them up in sexy outfits and make them tease and embarrass those in the orgy who were not near Toko, keeping them primed for Toko. Their outfits were like Toko’s, except in different corresponding colors. Kyoko had purple, Sayaka had light blue, and Aoi had brown. Since they had plumper thighs and larger breasts the outfits clung to their bodies harder, which made the shirts unable to fully cover their stomachs, which made them look a bit like belly dancers. 

The girls began their work, each one going to one or two of her fan-cult members and controlling their bodies while whispering to them the wisdom of Toko. Toko herself had approached a boy who caught her attention, the same one she had invited before. He was fresh, she could tell just from that look of curiosity in his eyes. He was definitely a virgin, and Toko hated virgins. In her mind she thought nobody was innocent, mostly because of her own dirty thoughts. She didn’t like purity, but she loved destroying it. If it was up to her she would ruin all the virgin boys she could, which was why when she saw that boy yesterday she knew he would be the first today. “T-toko” Was the last word to escape his mouth before Toko had put her hand over his mouth to get him to shut the fuck up, as if saying her name filled her with extreme annoyance. “L-listen here you dirty little rat! I-I’m sick of your cute little attitude.” She said as she walked behind him and began pressing her bulge against his ass. “W-” SPANK He was unable to get a word out before she spanked his ass hard enough to cause a handprint, merciful for Toko.

At this point Toko couldn’t care less if this boy even knew what he signed up for, in her mind he had already agreed to all of this a long time ago when she gave him that card. She now had her cock out which she SLAPPED against that ass again and again and again with her left hand while her right hand aggressively jerked him off hard. He felt like his cock was going to be ripped off as he felt like a sexy piece of meat. He was beginning to like it, to crave her. He was trying to be as quiet as possible so he could hear the deep breathing of Toko. He was even more obsessed with her than he was with her books. Once Toko was done treating his ass like a punching bag she shoved her cock deep into it, he immediately came a pathetic spurt in a small puddle of the floor. “St-stupid pathetic virgin boys! Y-you’re all the same aren’t you?” SPANK “Aren’t you???” Toko spoke out with her venom coated voice, the boy couldn’t even respond. He just nodded in shame and amazement, even as he was insulted he was still impressed by Toko’s intelligence. Toko sometimes wished they weren’t so pathetic as to agree with every word she said, especially because it was so genuine. 

Contrary to what many might think, Toko was a far more brutal lover than Jack was, if you can even call what Toko was doing love. Slamming into the boy’s ass with a vicious violence unseen by the usually shy girl, the power goes right to both of her heads. Her right hand slapped his face when he dared to be too loud, her left focused on jerking off his cock brutally to a painful extent, it felt like she was trying to pull his cock off. “You're such a f-fucking simp, bet you'd love me to pull your dick right off huh?” The boy moaned out loud enough to get smacked again, Toko was straight up bullying this boy. She would keep stretching his body until either his body or mind broke, it's not like anyone would care if this boy disappeared, Toko had free reign over these nobodies thanks to her harem of ultimate bois and girls in high places.

hours later

Toko had walked home, her new novel forming in her mind. A medieval peasant girl who ends up uprooted all society by getting the king executed because of her libido and enormous cock, that is she fucks the prince, princess, and queen till they plotted a political assassination so they could promote the girl to the new king. She reached her home just as she had finished the ending in her head. Byakuya was setting the table for dinner when he heard Toko open the door. “Welcome home Toko, I just finished your fav-” before Byakuya could even finish welcoming her home, she was working him like a sex toy, having crossed the room within seconds. Her left hand pressing on his dick hard with her right hand SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP delivered to his ass. 

I like it, but definitely depends on the ask. Feel free to send some.