#mukuroikusaba18

“O-Oh, I’m so sorry, K-Kyoko…” Makoto said, almost completely hidden behind his dorm door. His face was red and sweaty, and he was panting lightly. “I- I didn’t mean to miss our date~” He whined at the end of his sentence, and Kyoko felt her stomach drop.

“N-No, I’m sorry, Makoto. You clearly aren’t feeling well, and here I was getting all up in arms…” Kyoko said, suddenly feeling quite guilty. But with every second that passed, Kyoko couldn’t help but feel like a fool. 

Makoto was clearly sick, and it showed not only in his body, but in the sate of his room. Kyoko couldn’t see into the dark room, but it stank of sweat, mustiness, and some other, heavy odor that clung to her nose unpleasantly. 

Clearly, he had been too sick to come meet up with her- too sick to even contact her. Even now, he was clinging onto the door like he would collapse to the floor without its support, his face twisting in grimaces every so often, not to mention some strange sounds that came out of his room every so often. Was he that sweaty?

“Are you going to be okay Makoto? Do you need me to come in and help take care of you?” Kyoko asked, concerned, only for Makoto to vehemently shake his head from side to side.

“N-No! You can’t! I- uh- You’ll get sick! I don’t want you to get sick so, uh, don’t worry! I’ll be fineee!~” Makoto moaned, so great was his pain, and Kyoko’s heart twisted in her chest.

Even now, all Makoto was thinking about was her own well-being. She reached out and cupped his hot cheek with her gloved hand. 

“Alright Makoto- Take care of yourself. Don’t make me send Mikan to check up on you.” Kyoko teased as she stepped away, letting Makoto close the door behind her.

Almost as soon as he did so, he howled like a wild animal as he was made to cum once more, somehow managing to dredge up even more cum to pump into Mukuro’s womb, even after several hours of marathon sex.

“P-Please Mukuro- can’t we take a break?~” He whined, only to moan again as Mukuro’s cunt clenched around his length.

“No.” She replied instantly, flipping him over and into an amazon position, holding onto his ankle to piston herself onto his cock.

(I know this said 'Makoto's Harem', but I think Makoto deserves to be included :P)

Also, not sure why I wrote so much, but I hope you'll enjoy <3

Akane actually loves Easter for the chocolate above all else. She's too busy hunting down eggs to actually fuck.

Same for Angie; she's here to paint eggs, not get her eggs painted- or at least, not anymore than any other day of the year.

Hina actually gets very embarrassed by bunny costumes, but she loves having an excuse for raw, breeding sex.

Celeste actively hates having to change her dress for a bunny suit, and she gets incredibly surly. Nothing a good breeding won't fix, but you know.

Chiaki just doesn't have the energy of a real bunny. Loves wearing the costume though.

Himiko and Hiyoko both dislike bunny suits because of their lithe figures, but Himiko is a bit more tolerant of them because she loves having her assistants wear them for her shows.

Ibuki refuses to wear a normal suit, instead insisting for a reverse bunny suit, which, while hot, is actually very unlike a bunny :P

Junko rocks bunny suits. Every Easter, she releases a new line of costumes for Easter, and she makes sure to showcase them as they should be- stretched out by a huge, pregnant belly~

Kaede is as into Easter as she is into every holiday- she loves every excuse she gets to dress and act like a slut~

Kirumi is more than happy to swap her maid uniform for a bunny suit for the day, but actually getting her to switch her maid mindset into a proper bunny one isn't so easy. Though, still easy enough for Makoto~

Chihiro perfectly embodies the shy bunny that turns into an absolute slut once heat hits~

Kokichi is much more annoying and gremlin-like; he only wears the suit to tease people. He doesn't actually care about the holiday.

Kyoko actually loves bunny suits. They perfectly suit her body and attitude, and they give her the perfect excuse to beg Makoto for some raw, baby-making sex. There's nothing she likes more than bouncing her phat ass on his carrot~

Mahiru loves arranging photoshoots of the girls and bois in their bunny suit, but actually getting her to wear one is a much more difficult affair.

Maki acts as if she hates it, but everyone can see just how eager she is to be a good bunny for Makoto and get herself a womb full of his cum. Very few asses can bounce as well as hers, and almost none of those with as much enthusiasm~

Makoto loves any excuse to breed his harem- Easter and bunny suits are just a very convenient excuse~ Especially since the sight of a slut in one makes his cawk almost rip out of his pants so hard it gets~

Sadly for Mikan, she's in charge of making sure that every girl (and boi :P) is properly impregnated every Easter. But if she's lucky, and does a good job, she might get her turn with Makoto before the night is out~

Miu might love putting on the costume and acting like a tease, but she's especially weak during this time. She'll turn into a stuttering tomato if you so much as look at her chest as it overflows out of her suit.

Mukuro used to dislike Easter, because she believed she looked horrible next to her sister, but Makoto thouroughly disproved that point the first time he saw her freckled cake in a bunny suit. Ever since then, she's more than happy to participate~

Sayaka loves wearing a suit for a special Easter concert- even if it makes it hard to hide the creampie she just got backstage~

Shuichi's too shy to actually wear the costume himself, but Kaede sometimes manages to convince him to suit up with her as a pair of lusty bunnies for their Daddy~

Sonia loves the costume, but doesn't quite get how this whole thing works. Thankfully for her bimbo brain, she understands getting fucked hard perfectly well~

Tenko will insist that she was made to wear the costume, even as her pussy gushes between her legs as guys stare at her obscene curves. Her powerful leg lock will ensure Makoto's cum goes and stays inside her womb.

When Makoto woke up on his birthday, he was excited. Oh, he wasn’t planning to make his birthday a big deal or anything like that- he wasn’t even really expecting anything, honest!

But judging by the way some of his friends had been subtly and not-so-subtly asked for his plans on this day… Well, he didn’t think he’d be wrong to expect something.

And the fact that he didn’t wake up alone only proved his suspicions, though it did nothing to prepare him for the sight that awaited him that morning..

Mukuro, Sayaka, and Kyoko were standing at the feet of his bed, wearing nothing but red cheeks and salacious grins.

“Happy birthday, Makoto!” Sayaka called as she saw him waking up, prompting the other two girls to echo her, though their responses were visibly more subdued and embarrassed.

“Th-Thanks?” Makoto answered, trying to act normally despite the lewd sight- but he didn’t even have the opportunity to do so before Sayaka threw yet another wrench in his attempt to take in the situation.

“Surprised to see us?” She asked teasingly. “We were planning to make you a birthday cake, but none of us are really cooks, let alone bakers. So, instead we decided to give you a birthday ‘cake’~” She explained, making Makoto blink, confused for a moment.

‘Cake’?

Sayaka giggled, before climbing into Makoto’s bed, making him blush as the naked idol crawled up to him. “Hope you weren’t planning anything for breakfast~” She said, before leaning closer and pressing her lips to Makoto’s in a heated kiss as his eyes widened in sudden comprehension.

The kiss only lasted a second as Sayaka continued leaning in, pressing herself against his lips, and Makoto would’ve grinned had he not been so busy stretching his mouth wide around Sayaka’s face as her head sank into his mouth. 

Makoto was touched. This was such a nice gift! And his thankfulness showed in his enthusiasm as he eagerly grabbed hold of Sayaka’s body, and pulled her into his throat, making the idol giggle against his insides.

“So hungry, Makoto~ Hope you know how lucky you are! I have tons of fans who dream of eating me, and you get this privilege!” Sayaka called, her voice muffled as her head sank lower and lower into Makoto’s throat.

He did know how lucky he was. That’s why he made sure to savour her breasts as they slid on his tongue, to enjoy her ass as he grabbed her cheeks and pulled her in deeper- He made sure to appreciate every single inch of Sayaka as he swallowed her happily kicking legs, slurping them down like spaghetti and letting out a huge sigh of pleasure.

His stomach was bulging with the idol’s body, weighing him down- but he barely even felt it.

He wasn’t even halfway done after all~

He quickly shuffled down his bed toward the other, crawling on all fours as he did, while Kyoko and Mukuro traded a glance, before Kyoko chuckled.

“Well, I doubt that I will be as delectable as an idol, but I hope you’ll appreciate my own gift-” She began, only for her self-depreciating comment to be cut off as Makoto grabbed hold of her shoulders.

“Of course I will! And I’m sure you’ll be just as delicious as Sayaka was, Kyoko!” Makoto declared passionately, making the detective flush, only to squeak as Mukuro suddenly lifted her up into the air, the muscular girl easily manhandling the other girl until she was completely above Makoto, her feet dangling inches from his mouth.

Makoto chuckled at seeing the stoic soldier hold up his second meal like this for him. “Thanks, Mukuro. I’ll get to you in a second~” He promised, moments before swallowing Kyoko’s feet, making the detective gasp as she was quickly swallowed by the boy, aided by gravity for a moment, only for Mukuro to suddenly let go off her as Makoto began seriously slurping her down.

“No need to worry about me, Makoto. I wouldn’t want you to have to taste my repulsive body.” Mukuro said, making Makoto frown, though whatever protest he might have were muffled by Kyoko’s thicc thighs and her moans of pleasure as she felt Makoto’s powerful tongue lapping at her pussy.

“But I still want you to be able to enjoy eating me.” Mukuro said as she walked around Makoto, making the luckster follow her with his eyes until she disappeared behind him- Makoto gasped as he felt two powerful hands grasp his ass cheeks, and pull them apart, only for his eyes to roll into the back of his head as he felt Mukuro’s head pressed up against his ass, easily spreading the greedy hole around her skull as she sank her head into his asshole.

In moments, Makoto was pinned between the two preys, both willingly feeding themselves to him as he tried to remain coherent. Kyoko was smirking as her hands wrapped themselves around his head, pulling herself down into him, while Mukuro was using her powerful body to force herself up his guts.

It was a transcendent experience for Makoto as he felt Mukuro easily spread his asshole wide around her shoulders, before her swallowed arms quickly began climbing his guts, making him moan whorishly, his cock spewing cum like a broken faucet as his prostate was used as a handhold.

“Happy birthday, Makoto~” Kyoko said one final time, pressing a kiss to his cheek, moments before she was completely swallowed, quickly followed by Mukuro as Makoto collapsed on his bed, the furniture groaning beneath his weight as he passed out, completely overwhelmed by the girls’ gift.

He only woke up nearly half-an-hour later, to the sight of his huge belly having shrunk the tiniest amount, as well as having smoothed out, no longer holding even a hint of what his birthday breakfast had been.

And as he reached back, and groped his phat ass, which would no doubt continue growing phatter as the day went and he properly took in the three girls’ mass, he was incredibly thankful.

As well as excited~

Notes:

Makoto loves breeding. He'll never say no to a girl who wants to get pregnant w/ his kids, and will keep trying to breed the bois :P

Mukuro is actually out of this world. She's never been pregnant w/ less than triplets, and will often reach five or six kids at once. Her pregnancies are also unnaturally fast, lasting only half as long as a regular one. No matter how much the others seethe in jealousy, they simply can't compete. How or why this is is a mystery to everyone, including Mukuro. She's just thankful for it and doesn't care why.

Hiyoko, Kyoko and Sonia only want the one kid for heirship reasons.

Himiko loves how she looks pregnant, and doesn't actually care about having kids. She just wants to look that voluptuous as often as possible.

Makoto giggled to himself happily as he kneeled on the floor. He felt quite happy with himself, after all.

"C'mon, Junko~" He teased, patting his swollen belly, where he could see Junko's head protruding through his skin. "Your plan's about to fail, you know?~"

Junko's plan- Makoto had stumbled upon it by pure luck.

Bringing about the end of the world, trapping his friends, having them kill one another-

All in the name of despair.

At first, he'd been horrified, but he quickly realized that he would need to do something now if he wanted to stop Junko. He couldn't call for help. Couldn't try and come up with a plan.

All he could do was listen to his instincts, and lie in wait in Junko's room. And the second the blonde had stepped inside, Makoto had tackled her to the ground, and swallowed her whole, barely even taking the time to taste the model's skin as he stuffed her down his stomach.

And just like that, he had saved his friends and the world.

And he'd been riding that high ever since~

He giggled again as he massaged his stomach, feeling it rumble at it worked hard to digest Junko's curvaceous body. "Hm~ Even if I wasn't saving the world, eating you just to feel you filling my stomach might've been more than worth it~" He mused, licking his lips as Junko struggled inside of him, making him gasp as he was stretched, but-

Makoto smiled. "Getting tired? That wasn't as strong as last time~" He teased, only for his smile to widen as Junko's reply was completely inaudible, her weak words no longer able to be heard over his gurgling stomach~

Good. Nothing Junko had to say had any value, after all~

And soon, Junko couldn't even speak anymore as her body lost more and more cohesion inside of him, turning into an amorphous blob of girlmeat that Makoto couldn't help but massage, helping his stomach get rid of the useless girl.

Though, not completely useless~

Makoto sighed pleasurably as he felt his thighs and ass pressing harder and harder against his pants as all of Junko was relocated there. Beyond the knowledge that Junko was dealt with and that Makoto had saved his friends, eating Junko just felt good, leaving his cock hard and throbbing in his tightening pants as his stomach slowly shrunk and loudly gurgled.

He grinned as he looked over his shoulder as the door opened, revealing a gaping Mukuro.

"Mukuro!" He called happily as he saw her eyes sink down to his ass and stay there. "Like the new look?~" He teased, shaking his tush and giggling as Mukuro moaned in response.

Mukuro had always loved his ass, and now?~

"I took care of your sister, and in exchange, my ass grew even phatter~" He told her, and she didn't even react, completely entranced by his wobbling cheek. "Before she was gone, she told me you helped her, so you've got two choices, Mukuro~ Either you show me just how happy you are that Junko's gone and how much I can trust you, or you can join her down there, so you can be together forever as my ass fat~"

Makoto licked his lips as Mukuro moaned at his words.

Truly Makoto was lucky it was him, he could've been on the menu, but now Hope's Peak is his personal Harem and Buffet~

This is a sequel to this prompt <3

If Junko had a mouth, she would be giggling right now.

But given that she was currently Makoto's ass fat, all she could do was stew on the bubbling sensation of schadenfreude. Though, some might wonder how Junko could even feel anything given she'd been eaten and digested.

But Junko had simply taken precautions to make sure she would remain aware even once Makoto had eaten her to make sure she could enjoy the show- not to mention the delicious despair of being reduced to this form~

Because Junko had planned for all of this to happen.

She'd made sure to leave her room unlocked for Makoto to stumble into, had left subliminals playing to guide his solution to her plan, and had even made sure to struggle against Makoto as he ate her, all to sell the illusion.

All to lead to this particular scenario~

Makoto groaned happily as Asahina struggled in his throat. The swimmer's thicc thighs were sticking out of his mouth straight up into the sky as Makoto languidly swallowed her down, letting gravity do most of the work.

"M-Makoto, please! You don't need to do this!" The dark-skinned girl cried, kicking her powerful legs as she tried to escape, and Junko would've moaned at the despair in her voice had she been able to~

Instead, Makoto did it for her as the swimmer sank down another few inch into his swollen stomach- though a part of his pleasure was definitely her bitch of a sister making out with his asshole as she did.

Junko could've gagged as she felt Mukuro lovingly try and make out with her, and she could've cum as her sister betrayed her to instead worship the boi who'd eaten her. She didn't even know Junko was aware- She believed Makoto had killed her, and here she was, worshipping him slavishly.

Not to mention obeying him loyally~

Makoto giggled drunkenly as Hina's legs finally disappeared down his throat, a shoe slipping off as they did, only to bounce on his large stomach. It was insanely swollen with Hina's addition, and judging by her muffled screech of panic, she'd just found whatever remained of Sayaka and Celestia, no doubt.

Well, whatever remained that hadn't already joined Junko in his ass, leaving it so phat that pants were now a thing of the past, much to Mukuro's pleasure.

"Hmm~" Makoto moaned as he massaged what he could reach of his stomach. "You tasted so good, Hina~" He sighed, prompting Mukuro to suddenly sit up straight.

"Are you still hungry, Makoto?" She asked, making Makoto blush as his stomach rumbled loudly as it churned Hina.

"I- I mean, I should probably take a break…" He mumbled, and Junko could've cackled as Mukuro began massaging his stomach lovingly, making him gasp.

"Are you sure? I'm sure Kyoko will be here soon to look for her classmates- and she might bring Shuichi along with her. Doesn't that sound good? Two brainy detectives at the same time?" Mukuro encouraged, and Makoto moaned as his stomach rumbled loudly, his digestion speeding up at the thought.

Junko could've moaned as she felt the cheeks she was inhabiting throb with the girlmeat that was making them grow~

Makoto licked his lips. "I guess I could go for dessert~" He agreed, and Mukuro smiled happily, before getting ready to incapacitate the detectives when they arrived.

Sadly, neither girl nor boy could answer the question. Both were completely incapacitated.

At the stroke of midnight, Mukuro had barged into Makoto’s room, and before the boy had even properly woken up, he was crying out in pleasure as the hungry soldier swallowed his cock.

She slobbered on his meat like a woman dying of thirst, and after a month of restraint, Makoto barely lasted a few seconds before exploding in her mouth. He came and came and came a month’s worth of cum down Mukuro’s stomach, and the slut could only cum in response as she finally received her reward for her month long vigilance.

Of course, Makoto wouldn’t be satisfied with only one orgasm after all this wait. And neither would Mukuro.

Which leads us to now. Several hours later.

Makoto was barely more awake than before, but certainly more active. He was holding on to Mukuro’s head with both hands, fucking her throat like his personal onahole as he tried to empty his aching balls. He was growling like an animal, not even capable of thinking to instead use Mukuro’s pussy or ass and properly fuck her. No, all he cared about was finally having a warm, wet hole around his cock, and he wasn’t leaving it until he was completely empty. Which, considering Makoto was already one of the most productive boys, meant that he would be cumming a lot after a whole month of abstinence.

Mukuro, on the other hand, was a mess. Drool and sweat covered her form from Makoto’s rough fucking, and her clothes were drenched in a mixture of both. Her body was limp and unresponsive, only twitching and spasming every so often as another orgasm racked her body. Her stomach was large and distended, inflated with cum as it was, having popped the buttons of her shirt off a long while ago to accommodate for its growth, but her lips still made for a tight seal around her beloved’s cock, completely unwilling to let even a drop of cum escape her even in this state. Her eyes were rolled into the back of her skull, hiding the hearts that would no doubt be pulsating in her irises if they were visible.

It had been several hours already since NNN had ended, and evidently, it would continue ‘ending’ for several hours more.

Not that either of the lovebirds cared, or even would notice. For them, time was an abstract concept, only understandable in terms of ‘how long until he cums again’.

(Art credit goes to https://www.tumblr.com/ruurat/774076348871442432/gyaru-makoto-splash-art?source=share <3)

“So, I was thinking, now that Class 79 is here, I need to start making some moves on the cute bois and girls there. Kaede’s the obvious starting point, so I want you to put together her schedule for me, okay Koko?” Makoto said, his skirt swishing around his hips as he walked through the crowded mall.

Kyoko, who was tailing behind him, nodded meekly, her cheeks flushing at the nickname. “O-Of course, Makoto.” Nowadays, the Ultimate Detective only ever used her Talent to serve Makoto’s schemes, her cold facade having completely crumbled in the face of Makoto’s cuteness and friendliness. With a wave and a smile, Makoto would convince her to tail his next victim and find out everything about them, be it the color of their underwear or their deepest darkest secret.

“Good! Now, while Koko pieces together Kaede’s schedule, Sayaka is going to go seduce the lesser boys. Make sure the cucks and uggos are busy, alright Sayaka?” Makoto said, and Sayaka, who had been glaring at Kyoko in jealousy at not having a nickname herself, turned back toward Makoto with a wide smile. 

“Of course, Makoto! I’ll make sure no one lays their underserving eyes on you!” She said happily, clutching his arm and desperately pressing her chest into his side as she did. Makoto only nodded, and looked away.

He knew Sayaka was easiest to manipulate when she wasn’t at the top of the hierarchy. That was why she never would be.

“And when its time to make my move, you’ll be on standby as usual, right Mukuro?” Makoto turned his head to address the third girl, trailing behind the group. Her arms were laden with all the shopping bags Makoto had accumulated over his day out at the mall.

She only grunted in response, only to squeak as Makoto stepped back and pressed himself against her side. 

“Right~ Mu~ku~ro?~” He pressed, and Mukuro blushed intensely.

“R-Right…”

“Good!” He said, before pressing a kiss to her cheek, and nearly making her drop his luggage.

As opposed to Sayaka, Mukuro responded incredibly well to positive reinforcement, meaning Makoto made sure to pay special attention to her~

He hummed happily as the quartet left the mall and made their way back to Hope’s Peak, before pausing just outside the doors.

He turned back toward the trio with an impish grin. “And as usual, whoever does the best job out of you three will get first dibs~” He reminded them, before walking away, suggestively making his ass sway as his miniskirt revealed the bottom of his phat cheeks.

Makoto could almost feel the hungry stares directed at it, as well as the glares the girl sent one another, determined as they were to win~