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Random Shota Hayate Harem	By : EvilFuzzy Category: +G to L > Hayate the Combat Butler Views: 7100 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Random Shota Hayate Harem
A Hayate the Combat Butler smutshot
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EvilFuzzy9
Hayate, at seventeen years of age, was a rather handsome individual. Not the most overtly masculine, but he was attractive enough (and kind and charming enough) to have no small following of admirers. And as a butler in somewhat peculiar circumstances he happened to live under the same roof as a number of lovely young ladies.
There was of course a great deal of sexual tension centered around him, and he was unknowingly at the center of a rather tangled knot of crushes and misunderstandings.
Eventually though, things came to a head, and in an unexpected event the perpetually unlucky Hayate would find his fortunes turned upside down.
And it all started when he woke up in a body nearly half his age.
Hayate opened his eyes, waking as was his wont no later than five in the morning. He felt surprisingly refreshed, considering how little sleep he had gotten – and indeed how little he usually got – and his pillow was much bigger, softer, and warmer than he remembered it.
He blinked, realizing with a start that it was not his pillow in which his face was currently buried. He turned beet red, realizing with a start that had been nuzzling into someone's cleavage – incredibly generous cleavage at that, well beyond what he had believed any of the girls in the apartment to possess (and there was very little of their bodies that he had not seen).
Curious, feeling surprisingly unperturbed by the proximity of those large breasts (which were, now that he looked more closely in the dim early morning light,naked), Hayate glanced up and saw a face that was painfully familiar. Just yesterday it had been smaller, and had belonged to a young child, but now it was in proportion clearly that of a girl his age – a girl he knew, and had dearly loved to great sorrow.
"A-tan...!?" he said disbelievingly, looking up at the face of his first mistress as she had appeared in Mykonos. Her long, curled blonde hair fell about her face, framing it like a golden halo, and her heaving bosom rose and fell in time with her breath.
She heard him, it seemed, for her eyes fluttered open, and crimson irises met sky blue.
"Hayate..." she said sadly. "I am sorry... once again, I fear I have callously used you for my own selfish purposes."
Hayate blinked, confused by her words. Then his face became determined.
"You haven't done anything you need to apologize for," he told her, his frankly selfless words breaking the young woman's heart just a little bit more.
With a sorrowful look into his eyes, Athena sat up in Hayate's bed, and he saw that she seemed to tower over him, her breasts hanging enticingly overhead.
"But I do," she said sadly, "for it is because of me that you are now trapped in that form."
And with a shock of realization, Hayate looked down at his body and realized that he now looked half his age, being shrunk to the size he had been at the age of seven. Now he knew, at least in part, how Athena was now appeared before him in her proper age, instead of as a little girl.
"In selfish desire for haste of recovery from that childlike form," Athena explained to him, "I performed a dreadful ritual with Shirozakura. I regained my maturity... at the cost of yours."
And she glanced down at Hayate's crotch, and saw that his manhood, at least, was still at its proper, considerable size.
"I cannot reverse what I have done, nor can I hasten your recovery," Athena said, "But I can at least make amends for all the pain and misfortune I have caused you."
Smiling fondly at Hayate, Athena bent down over him and placed a soft kiss on his forehead.
"Let the curse I placed on you be removed," she said, "and in its place be installed a blessing of dominance over the hearts of those who would love you, the minds of those who would serve you, and the bodies of all women who would be desired by you."
Her hands trailed downward and began stroking his massive member.
"May no girl who sees your manhood in the fullness of its grandeur be unmoved, and may any who feel its touch be pleased beyond measure, and may your potency be challenged by none."
Hayate's dick slowly hardened under Athena's tender ministrations, rising to a formidable height as she continued to speak.
"May such hardships and misfortunes as you have had to endure these seventeen years of your life never again touch you, or any whom you hold dear," she continued as the smell of Hayate's arousal began to fill her nostrils. She could feel his erection pulsing and twitching in her hands as she tended it. "Let any who breath your breath, or the scent of your sex, be forever after addicted to it, and subject to your will."
Hayate groaned, feeling his balls ache and tighten as Athena continued to pleasure him.
"Let your mastery of women's bodies be without peer," Athena said, her face growing red and her pussy growing wet. "And let any girl you desire submit to you gladly in all matters, and bare to you their nakedness without shame or reluctance."
Athena moaned softly, becoming more and more aroused with every second. Though her body was restored, her power was not yet recovered to its fullness, and it was all she could do just to place the blessings upon him. Thus, as more of her power went into him, she became more and more tightly bound to him. Already she was falling under the power of those virtues she had placed upon him so far, and with every word she spoke her will was bent ever more to the singular purpose of pleasing Hayate however she could.
"Great wealth you shall have in all things, with time," she continued, worshipfuly stroking Hayate's cock. "And never again shall you lack for anything that can be had this world. May all of your endeavors bear fruit plentiful and rich, and may all whom you love thus love you in return. And lastly," she said, moaning lewdly, and pausing in her speech just long enough to plant a deep, longing kiss on his lips. "Let this body, wrongfully regained at the cost of your own, be given to you as weregild, to do with as you wish for ever after."
Hayate groaned, looking up longingly in Athena's eyes even as he felt himself come all over her hand, his thick seed covering her fingers..
"A-tan..." he murmured, gazing with desire upon the bountiful hills and sloping valleys of the blonde's figure. Her pussy was right next to his face, with where she was kneeling over him, and he could smell the sweetly enticing scent of her arousal.
Unable to help himself, he tilted his head forward and put his mouth to Athena's lower lips, gently kissing them. She moaned deeply, her fingers tightening around Hayate's hardness. He tasted her womanhood, his tongue flitting past her labia to lap up the nectar her inner blossom.
Athena shivered and moaned as Hayate ate her out, rocking her hips back and forth into his face, silently begging him to go deeper and deeper. She soon came under his ministrations, her juices filling his mouth even as she fell back onto the bed with a weak moan. Already her sense were overwhelmed by him, and in the warm afterglow of orgasm she readily spread her legs, presenting herself to him.
Ages of repressed lust were loosed in Hayate at the sight of Athena lying on her back, legs spread. Springing forth, he slammed his hips into hers with a force unexpected from such a small frame, his manhood piercing her to the core in a single violent motion.
Athena let out an exceptionally loud moan at this, pushed again to the brink of orgasm simply by the presence of his hardness within her. Her nerve endings were going wild, and every smallest centimeter of him that touched her evoked an immeasurable, indescribable pleasure.
Her eyes widened, and she whimpered cutely, as Hayate suddenly took one of her nipples into his mouth, suckling at one teat while fondling the other. And his remaining hand crept around to her back, going down and lovingly kneading her soft, plentiful buttocks for a bit, before slipping between then and sticking a finger – then two, then three – into her asshole, causing Athena to squeal delightfully.
And all the while he was furiously fucking her, pounding her tight cunt with his massive rod, his balls slapping her juicy thighs. They both came several times over the course of their passionate tryst, Hayate's seed mingling with Athena's nectar. He filled her womb to overflowing with his semen, and her juices covered his pelvis.
By the time they finished – more because Athena as too senseless and overwhelmed by her former servant and new master's blessed prowess than because Hayate was actually tired, or indeed truly satiated – it was just shy of quarter to six, and few of the residents were no doubt beginning to stir.
As the haze of lust cleared, Hayate realized with a start that he was well behind schedule by now – let none say that he was not a hard worker – and furthermore that none of his clothes would fit him properly at his current size.
It seemed he would have to go naked.
This did not bother him as much as it probably should have.
Deciding to wash off, Hayate headed to the showers. Not many of the girls were up yet, and those who were – like Hinagiku or Maria – were preoccupied elsewhere, and so he ran into nobody on the way.
Once he went in, however, as per his usual luck (good or bad), he found himself face-to-bare-naked-ass with one of the residents, and a former classmate of his, Ayumu Nishizawa. The girl was washing her hair and singing to herself, so she had not heard him come in, and her back was turned to him so of course she could not see him.
Hayate, seeing that he was not immediately discovered, took a moment to appreciate the view. Ayumu, although perhaps just a little bit plain by some people's standards, was certainly still a cute enough young woman in her own right, and from this angle Hayate could really appreciate her assets.
Ayumu had a very nice behind, soft and round with a modest amount of cushion for pushin'. Her breasts were also decently-sized – not particularly big, perhaps but they were plenty enough to keep a man's hands busy. Her hair, dark blue bordering on purple in the right light and usually worn up in two small twintails, was just long enough to reach her shoulders as she ran water through it to flush out the shampoo.
As Hayate watched the soapy water run down Ayumu's back to her buttocks and her crack, he recalled how she had confessed to "really liking him" almost a year ago. And as he felt his member grow stiff once more from view he was getting of the girl's ass, he pondered if perhaps she still had a crush on him...?
Deciding to throw any pretense of caution to the wind, Hayate sprang forward. He jumped up, grabbing Ayumu's arms from behind and wrapping his short legs around hers, positioning his rock hard member snugly between her soft, supple buttocks. Naturally, Ayumu was startled by this, and with a yelp she slipped and fell, banging her knees on the shower floor.
"Wh...whaa...?" Ayumu murmured, dazed from her sudden fall. But before she could attempt to take stock of the situation, she felt something long and hard start to rub up and down between her ass cheeks, and the heat of it caused her loins to ache.
Hayate grunted in satisfaction at the feeling of Nishizawa-san's buttocks enveloping his cock, squeezing against it as he kneaded them with his hands and thrust himself up and down between them. Already a small bead of thick white cum was leaking from the tip of his penis, his balls aching for release as he jerked himself off with Ayumu's ass.
And Ayumu did not attempt to resist, even though she knew not the identity of her molestor. Through the steam she could smell a strong, strangely intoxicating aroma, and it aroused her, and filled her head with naught but thoughts of submission and servitude and sexual excess.
She moaned lewdly, her frame shivering as an orgasm wracked her body. She had not even been penetrated yet, and already she was coming. Just the barest touch of her unexpected visitor's skin against hers was enough to push her to the utter brink of orgasm, and she found herself writhing ecstatically beneath him. And in the midst of her moaning, one could hear Ayumu occasionally mutter the name "Hayate-kun", for though she knew not that her assailant was he, still she identified sex with him, for he was the one she loved, and the one to the thought of whose nakedness and affections she lonesomely pleasured herself in the secret of night.
But Hayate heard her saying his name in the throes of ecstasy, and he came at the sound of it, his seed splattering Ayumu's lower back and buttocks. And he smiled, greeting her cheerfully even as he continued to grind himself against her.
"Hello, Nishizawa-san~"
"Hayate-kun..." Ayumu murmured. "...So it's you, after all..."
She smiled softly, and her pussy grew even wetter, if that was possible. The thought that her molestor was in fact the boy she loved made her happy, immeasurably, idescribably happy. And while Hayate's pheromones and dick had been sufficient to make Ayumu compliant, this revelation made her eager.
Ayumu wiggled her hips, moaning lewdly at the feeling of Hayate's hardness rubbing up against her ass. Just the feeling of his blessed member touching her was enough to drive her wild, and the knowledge that this was Hayate caused her to abandon any remaining inhibitions she might have had.
Ayumu moaned again, beginning to play with her breasts as she felt herself draw near once more to orgasm. She ground her ass against Hayate's shaft, his balls slapping her taint as she spread her legs. And Hayate's hands reached around her waist, and he began skillfully teasing her pussy.
"Oh god!" she moaned, coming all over Hayate's hands mere seconds after he started fingering her. "Oh Hayate! Fuck me!" she wailed at the top of her voice, not caring who might hear. "Please! I need you inside me!" she begged him pathetically, moaning loudly as she pinched and tweaked her own nipples. "I love you!"
Hayate smiled, feeling even further aroused by Ayumu's piteous mewling. The fact that he had already reduced her to begging pleased him, and his confidence in his sexual prowess grew. He drew back as he came, his seed spraying all over Ayumu's back and ass.
He chuckled at the lewd noises the girl made at the feeling of even more of his semen covering her, and he grew even harder at the sight of Ayumu desperately raising her booty up in the air, anxiously begging him to fuck her. Of course he had been planning on doing so anyways, whether she asked him or not, but her pleading turned him on.
Without further ado, Hayate grabbed hold of Ayumu's hips and eagerly obliged.
Deciding that he had grown rather fond of Nishizawa-san's ass, Hayate spread the girl's cheeks and rammed his huge, throbbing cock all the way into her anus, causing her to scream ecstatically. She shrieked and wailed in delight as he tore up her asshole with his hardness, stretching it out like a log in a sock.
"Oh yesss!" Ayumu moaned, her tongue hanging out of her mouth and her eyes rolling up into the back of her head as Hayate fucked her ass with the force of a jackhammer, thrusting frenetically in and out of her anus. "Oh! Ohhh!" she wailed, incapable of articulating anything more than that, so lost was she in euphoria.
Her body was rocking back and forth as he fucked her, and she was coming with such frequency that it may as well have been one great, continuous orgasm. She felt utterly content with her situation, such that at that moment she could conceive of no greater aspiration than to be used like this by Hayate for the rest of her life.
If she never amounted to anything more than a receptacle for his semen, a bundle of holes and mounds for Hayate to jerk himself off with, she could not be happier. She wanted nothing but to be loved by him, even if only as a toy. For such was the power of the blessing Athena had placed upon Hayate, and such also was the love Ayumu had for him from the first. She remembered all too well how he had saved her life that fateful day, and how she fell for him utterly and completely then and there.
"I love you!" Ayumu screamed as Hayate fucked her, the pain of him reaming her ass feeling as good to her as the most sublime pleasure. "Hayate-kun! My master! I love you!"
Hayate came in Ayumu's ass, and the force of the ejaculation was enough to bruise the depths of her anus, his semen filling her up with what felt like the force of a fire hose. And Ayumu came harder than ever before at the feeling of it, delighted and pleased absolutely at being filled up with her love's seed.
But Hayate did not stop there. He kept going as strong as ever, and Ayumu said nothing to discourage him. For nigh on half an hour Hayate fucked her ass, coming inside of her countless times, and causing her to come over thrice as much. They could have gone on even longer, of course, but ultimately they were interrupted by...

When Hinagiku Katsura, hot and sweaty from her customary morning jog, walked into the apartment showers to the sight of a naked young boy (who was the spitting image of her crush, Hayate) crouching over a panting, blushing Nishizawa, it was naturally a considerable shock. She had not thought she would ever see such a thing at such a time, in such a place.
No, she had not expected such a sight, and the rational part of her mind had no idea what to think, for by the looks of things it seemed as though the boy was fucking Ayumu, rocking his hips back and forth into the girl's behind.
But this she refused to believe, as the very notion was completely absurd! For one thing, Nishizawa was a very good friend of Hinagiku's – especially considering how recently they had come to know one another – and in fact no small part of the closeness of their bond had come from a feeling a solidarity over shared feelings for a certain unfortunate butler.
Ayumu was not a slut, for minor bisexual tendencies alone did not equate to any manner of promiscuity, and by all accounts she was as true as any in her affections for Hayate as Hinagiku herself was. That Ayumu would consent to such a thing with anyone other than Hayate was patently absurd – and the same could be said for the idea that such a small child could have possibly overpowered her.
Furthermore, there was the fact that there was no way that a boy of such obvious youth could even possess the proper equipment for intercourse. Hinagiku was a smart girl, and she had more or less perfect grades. Boys' testicles did not descend until a certain age – this she knew from Health Class, as well as her own studies – so erections did not begin to occur until they reached puberty. For obvious reasons, this meant that what Hinagiku's eyes insisted they were seeing could not actually be happening. Even if the boy was both small for his age and an incredibly early bloomer (two things which were generally considered to be more or less mutually exclusive by most folk), that would still bring one back to the first point: i.e., that Ayumu would never consent to such a thing with anyone other than Hayate, and surely could not have been overpowered by one so small.
So for all of these very sound and logical reasons, Hinagiku was convinced that her eyes had to be deceiving her, or else that she had entered into a waking dream of the most peculiar sort. And yet, telling herself this could not dispel what she was seeing, nor deafen her ears to Ayumu's moans.
"Ohhh... Hayate...!"
Hinagiku blinked. What? That couldn't be right! Hayate? That boy couldn't possibly be Hayate, figment or no. Even if he did bear a striking resemblance to the object of her and Ayumu's affections, the fact was that Hayate was seventeen, whereas this boy looked scarcely a day over seven. There was simply no way...right?
That was when the boy paused in fucking Ayumu (except he couldn't actually be fucking her, surely) spoke, and Hinagiku's heart all but stopped.
"Hello, Hinagiku-san," said he. "Are you enjoying the show?"
Hinagiku was gobsmacked. There was no mistaking that voice: she knew it too well. This was Hayate if it was anyone, of that there could no longer be a doubt.
The second Hinagiku identified the young boy as Hayate, her fate was sealed. Like Ayumu, she held great love for the boy, and this love made her all the more vulnerable to his blessings. Even as her mind processed this revelation, the pheromones of Hayate's – which had by now filled her nose – went immediately to work.
Her pulse quickened, she felt herself grow hot. Her clothes, light and loosely fitting for the sake of comfort whilst exercising, now felt heavy and stifling and all too confining. Her eyes were of their own accord drawn irresistibly to Hayate and Ayumu's naked bodies, and she felt womanhood dampen as she greedily drank in the sight of Hayate's bottom, smooth and bare.
She stepped forward, coming close to the two, almost without realizing walking straight into the spray of the shower head, getting herself and her clothes soaked. She was unperturbed by this, though, her attention focused solely on Hayate and Ayumu, and the suddenly delightful nakedness of their bodies.
Kneeling down, Hinagiku pressed herself close against the shrunken Hayate's back, squeezing her flat chest against the back of his head. Her clothes were by now soaked completely through, and her underwear was visible through them. As Hayate continued to fuck Ayumu's ass, moving his hips back and forth, Hinagiku pressed the crotch of her waterlogged shorts against his ass, and she wrapped her arms around him and caressed his body.
A moan escaped the pinkette's mouth as Hayate's butt rhythmically bumped her groin, and she ground herself against him. Her pussy was aching badly by this point, and she was nearly bereft of restraint as her head was flooded with thoughts of Hayate and Ayumu and sex and submission.
Now Nishizawa, hearing Hayate address Hinagiku, and then shortly thereafter hearing the moan that came from her friend's mouth, grew even more aroused than before, if it was possible. As Hayate pounded her ass and Hinagiku continued to moan (from what, Ayumu knew not, though her imagination was eager to fill the gaps), the girl thought back to her encounter with the pinkette at Shimoda Inn a bit less than a year ago. She recalled how Hinagiku had confessed to also holding feelings for Hayate and worried over not wanting to betray their recently formed friendship, and she recalled also the solution she had proposed, only half in jest.
"What about polygamy?"
Hinagiku's mind was also following the same train of thought as Ayumu's, and they reached the same conclusion at the same moment, coming in unison with their mutual love – Hayate from the tightness of Ayumu's ass, Hinagiku from the feeling of Hayate's ass, and Ayumu from the feeling in her own ass.
'That could work.'
"Hayate... Ayumu..." Hinagiku moaned, her womanly juices soaking through her shorts, which were feeling all too confining.
"Master... Hinagiku..." panted Ayumu, her ass full to bursting with Hayate's seed.
And Hayate smiled, perceiving what was coming. "You two..." he said, shaking his head with a chuckle. "I guess you girls really like each other, huh?" He pulled out of Ayumu, his erection having finally subsided for the moment.
Ayumu and Hinagiku nodded in assent, softly moaning as they met one another's eyes. Hayate's eyes twinkled, and his grin widened ever so slightly. Stepping back, he let the two young women get a good clear view of each other, and they took full advantage of this opportunity, there even before having been a small amount of sexual tension between the two, particularly on Nishizawa's end.
Ayumu smiled brightly at her friend, who was now also (in her mind, at least) her fellow wife – though perhaps concubine, or even sex toy, would have been more accurate.
"I'm jealous," she said, playfully pouting as she eyed Hinagiku's slender, athletic frame. "You're too pretty, Hina. You're still completely dressed, but I'm getting turned on just looking at you~"
The pinkette blushed. "Y-You're too kind, Ayumu..." she stammered somewhat shyly. "I... My body isn't nearly as sexy as yours is..." Her hands rose to her chest, and her eyes were fixed upon Ayumu's. "Especially around... around here..." she added, her meaning obvious.
"Oh, don't be silly, Hina!" said Ayumu, moving in close to the girl. Deftly moving the pinkette's arms aside, she lifted up the soaking wet shirt, revealing Hinagiku's cute sports bra. "A flat chest is like a status symbol!" she said, tossing aside the shirt and unclasping the bra, revealing the girl's erect, pink nipples.
Hinagiku whimpered, her face red as she felt Ayumu's gaze upon her small breasts. She then shivered as the girl then leaned in, feeling the warm breath tickling her sensitive nipples. She groaned as Ayumu took it into her mouth, licking and suckling on her nipple.
Before they knew it, Hinagiku was on her back, writhing and moaning in ecstasy as Ayumu played with her breasts, licking and fondling them. Hot water ran in miniature streams and rivulets all over their lovely nude bodies, Hinagiku's shorts and panties having been also discarded. And Hayate watched as Nishizawa made love to Hinagiku, his member soon growing erect once more from the sexy show they put on for him.
He masturbated contentedly, watching as Hinagiku, recovering from Ayumu's onslaught and growing bold, turned the tables and flipped the other girl over, beginning an assault of her own on her friend's modestly sized tits. Ayumu went wild from the pinkette's vengeful ministrations, groaning and wailing and lustfully fisting herself. He came at the sight of the two girls making love to each other, spraying his semen all over them.
And though it was quickly washed away by the shower, still the two delighted in the sensation of his seed upon their skin. And as though it were an aphrodisiac, they seemed to grow even hornier, sixty-nineing one another for several minutes, while Hayate turned off the shower faucet, until final they came in each other's faces. Greedily they each lapped up the other's nectar, and Hayate came again, spraying them once more with his seed.
Ayumu and Hinagiku smiled at Hayate. Their expressions were ones of adoration and euphoria, and they appeared heedless of the fact that their skin was nearly covered in his sperm.
"We should totally get the others in on this," Ayumu chirped, playfully pinching Hinagiku's butt. "This is something we should share with everybody, don't you think?" she continued, gesturing around vaguely.
"You mean, about being my playthings?" said Hayate curiously.
"Yeah! Everybody should get a chance to be used by you, master!"
Hinagiku blushed at how blunt Ayumu was being about the situation, but she nodded in agreement.
"Yes, Ayumu is right," she said, placing a hand upon her flat breast as she spoke. "Keeping this feeling to ourselves would be the height of selfishness. You deserve to have anyone you want, not just the two of us."
Hayate smiled, liking the sound of this.
"You're right, Hinagiku," he said, caressing the pinkette's chin. "I love you two," (Ayumu and Hinagiku looked absolutely ecstatic at this), "but this 'love' should be shared with many, not just a few."
Sharing a look and a nod, Hinagiku and Ayumu stood up and strode forth before Hayate, walking out of the showers stark naked and covered in semen. Without a hint of shame, the pair requested their master to await them in the dining room before heading off down the hall.
Having nothing better to do, Hayate did as they asked. After a few minutes of waiting there was a sudden clamor from the hallway, and Hinagiku and Ayumu appeared, leading every other tenant into the kitchen. Chiharu, Ruka, Kayura, Isumi (who had been staying over for various reasons), Nagi, and Athena all followed the duo, variously confused, abashed, and curious.
And when they saw Hayate, there was at first a great commotion. Athena was the only one of those joining who'd had any idea of Hayate's present condition (being the one who caused it in the first place) – everyone else was shocked and confused, and they acted accordingly.
But Hayate's pheromones had by this point been diffused heavily through the kitchen, and every breath they took brought them closer to unquestioning acceptance and submission. The ones soonest to succumb were those who had already been in love with Hayate to begin with. So Ruka, the popular teen-idol and aspiring mangaka, whose love for him rivaled even Hinagiku's or Athena's, was the first to fall under Hayate's spell, and she eagerly stripped herself of her clothes and presented her nakedness to him in less than a minute.
Nagi, Hayate's young, flat-chested, blonde, tsundere mistress, was the second to succumb, not long after Ruka, and she also stripped naked, and bowed to Hayate. Next came Isumi and Chiharu, both of whom were, while not in love with the boy, not averse either to the idea of him as a lover. They too stripped down, and they draped themselves over Hayate's arms. Last of all to submit was Kayura, who had only been acquainted with Hayate for a short period of time, and thus had yet to develop any feelings about him one way or the other.
"I want you all to entertain me," said Hayate.
Athena smiled, and asked, "How do you want us to entertain you, master?"
"Dance for me," Hayate said, smiling at the sight of all the naked girls before him. Maria, his coworker, was the only tenant not present, and that was likely because she was busy with chores elsewhere.
Athena smiled, as did the other girls, and they gladly did as Hayate desired. They were all naked, having willingly stripped themselves down first thing upon falling under his sway, and Hayate delighted in the sight of their exposed flesh.
The girls danced sensually, putting themselves on display for their master. They moved with grace and passion, swaying their bodies in hypnotic, tantalizing patterns.
The breasts of the more well-endowed girls (Athena, Ayumu, Chiharu, and Ruka) jiggled and bounced as they danced, each female displaying varying levels of skill, while the less blessed lasses (Hinagiku, Nagi, Isumi, Kayura) shook their fine, tight asses. The most skillful dancers of the girls were Athena and Ruka by far, and the two were very liberal in their respective routines, putting on a lustful play for their master, weaving back and forth in a sensual duel of beauty and grace.
But what the other girls lacked in skill, they made up for with sheer passion and zeal. Nagi and Isumi danced as a pair, lewdly grinding their bodies together and moaning for Hayate, and this performance was mirrored by that of Ayumu and Hinagiku, who were all but groping one another as they danced. And the last two, Chiharu and Kayura, forwent subtlety entirely to give Hayate a clumsy lap dance, rubbing their asses and nether regions against her crotch.
All of this pleased Hayate greatly, and he was both entertained and aroused. He was harder than steel when Chiharu and Kayura sandwiched his cock between their buttocks while the others crowded around him and draped their bodies over his arms and shoulders.
Hayate smirked.
It was good to be the king.
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