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BE Goddess Ayumu Nishizawa	By : EvilFuzzy Category: +G to L > Hayate the Combat Butler Views: 3975 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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BE Goddess Ayumu Nishizawa
A Hayate the Combat Butler smutshot
By
EvilFuzzy9
One night, Ayumu Nishizawa went to bed in her room at the old apartment building. When she went to sleep, she was modestly endowed, perhaps, but not especially curvy in any real way.
When she awoke, however...
Ayumu stared down at her body. She could not believe what she was seeing. It was simply inconceivable.
First of all, she was naked under her covers. Considering that she never slept in the buff, and could clearly remember going to sleep wearing pajamas, this was very unusual. She was not a sleepwalker, as far as she knew, so it wasn't like she could have stripped in her sleep, and the door to her flat had still been locked when she woke up (not so much for security as it was privacy – this was the same building where her crush, Hayate Ayasaki, lived and worked, and the young man had a bad track record for accidentally walking in on girls at the worst possible time), so nobody could have come in and undressed her in the middle of the night (for whatever reasons someone might have wanted to do so...).
And yet naked she was, no matter how bizarre it seemed to her.
...But still, that was far from the strangest thing.
Nishizawa stared into the bathroom mirror in disbelief, glancing frequently back down at her body, as though she had to check to make sure that the mirror had not been secretly replaced with one out of a fun house.
It hadn't been, of course.
"I don't believe this..." said Ayumu, her voice seeming to hover between exasperation and wonder, "...I mean, I've heard of growth spurts, but this is just ridiculous."
She took her breasts in hand, or rather she tried to, but it was rather difficult with them at that size. It was like someone had taped a pair of flesh colored watermelons to her chest, except that even watermelons were rarely quite so plump, and certainly never as soft. She couldn't even see her feet for all the cleavage that was in the way, and probably the only reason she hadn't toppled over the second she tried to stand up was that the weight of her bosom was nearly counterbalanced by the mass of firm, shapely booty that had been added onto her bottom.
It all felt very weird, and Ayumu was also aware that her body was feeling much more sensitive to... certain stimuli. Add onto this the fact that Nishizawa was very much certain that there was not a single garment in the entire building that would come close to fitting her newly voluptuous body, and you got a young woman who was very glad that there was nowhere she needed to be today.
...and of course, the very second Ayumu thought that, she heard someone knocking on her door.
Naturally, she gave a helluva start at the sound. She wasn't certain who it could be, but whoever they were she was certain she did not want them to see her in the nude, especially not with her body looking so criminally voluptuous and lewd.
For a moment she considered pretending to still be asleep, but she quickly discarded that idea. Instead, she went to the door and, keeping her body behind it, opened it just a crack and leaned to the side to stick her head out.
"Yes?" she said, greeting her visitor.
"Good morning, Ayumu," said the girl's flat-chested, pink-haired best friend, Hinagiku Katsura. She had a pleasant smile on her face, and was wearing some modestly cute and stylish casual clothes. "Are you busy today?" she asked.
"Ahh... er..." murmured Ayumu nervously. "...Yeah, I kinda am..." she half-lied, "Why do you ask?"
"Oh, well I was thinking of going to the park," the pinkette answered easily. "It's a nice day out, and I've already finished my summer homework, so I thought we could go enjoy some fresh air."
Her smile then faded, though, and she looked into Ayumu's eyes with a keen sidelong glance, causing Ayumu to gulp nervously. Hinagiku was a very intelligent girl, and headstrong as well. The two of them were a somewhat unlikely pair as far as friendships went, but they had a deceptively close bond and could read one another very well.
"I see..." said Nishizawa, a small bead of sweat forming on her brow as she struggled to maintain the precarious balance of her position. The weight of her new endowments was making it difficult to lean over the way she was without falling down. "Well, it's too bad I won't be able to come with."
"...Hmm..." Hinagiku narrowed her eyes slightly, suspiciously eyeing Ayumu's nervous smile. "...you'resure you're too busy...?"
"Y-yeah..." Ayumu said shakily. "I'm sure..."
Hinagiku frowned softly, but then she shook her head.
"I see. Well, that's unfortunate," she said. "I'd been thinking of inviting Hayate-kun to come along with us, but if you're unable to come then I guess it will just be... er... him and me... a-all alone... together..."
Hinagiku then blushed, getting visibly flustered by this thought. In most all other matters she could be nigh unfailingly cool and collected, but romance was one thing she continually had difficulty with, due largely perhaps to her overall inexperience in matters of the heart.
Ayumu sweat-dropped at this, perceiving that Hinagiku had likely intended this as a ploy to goad her into coming along (their unrequited affections for a certain unfortunate young butler were a source of both camaraderie and competition between the two of them), but it had clearly backfired on the pinkette. And Nishizawa felt for her, she really did, but it was hardly possible for her to go out as she was.
...still, though, Ayumu supposed that if she were to confide in anyone about her recent problem, Hinagiku would be her first choice.
...Yes.
Yes.
That was what she would do.
If she could trust anybody, it would be Hina.
Deciding to confide in her friend, Ayumu smiled at the flustered Hinagiku and invited her in. There was a bit of hesitation in her voice, since she still felt awkward about this, but her trust in Hinagiku's discretion and desire for her insight won out in the end. Hinagiku gladly accepted the invitation, still a little pink in the face, and she walked inside as soon as Ayumu opened the door for her (still keeping herself behind it, to Hina's bemusement).
Once the pinkette was inside, she looked around at Ayumu's room. The manner of its adornment and upkeep was in pretty much every way as ordinary and mundane for a middle class seventeen year old Japanese girl in high school. There were a couple of cute posters hanging on the walls, and couple of cheerful looking flowers in a cheap plastic vase by the window.
The room was tidy, though not to any extraordinary extent. There was just a little bit of clutter, but it was of a tidy, homely sort. It felt lived in, and cared for, and the entire room very much seemed to reflect the personality and proclivities of its inhabitant. It was cheery and optimistic, with a comfortable, welcoming air, with just a slight underlying current of absentmindedness. Like Ayumu, the room was almostexceptional in how normal it was.
Hinagiku smiled, and already she felt much more relaxed than she had moments earlier. Behind her, she heard the door close, and she turned around to face Ayumu.
"I must say, I really like what you've... done... with..." Hinagiku said, before trailing off into silence as her brain finally processed what she was seeing. Like it was happening in slow motion, her jaw dropped and her eyes bugged out. She made a strangled sort of squeaking noise as she gawked uncomprehendingly at the obscenely curvaceous figure of Ayumu Nishizawa.
Grinning nervously, Ayumu scratched the back of her head. She raised a hand in a weak sort of wave, sweat-dropping at Hinagiku's reaction.
"Eheheh... er, hi..." she said sheepishly.
Hinagiku stared openly at Ayumu's naked body. Her mouth was agape, and her eyes were wide. She could not believe what she was seeing. It was incomprehensible; she did not understand how she could be seeing this, how it could be real.
It was so surreal. Sure, Ayumu had been more generously endowed than herself for as long as she had known the girl (a period of time which amounted to a bit less than a year), but it had been by a modest degree: at most the girl had been maybe a cup-size or so bigger, and even that was more due to Hinagiku's pronouncedly flat chest– which was a casualty, by all odds, more of her lean, athletic figure and mentally and physically active lifestyle that left little room for extra fat cells to accumulate than of any sort of genetics, considering the figure her older sister had been sporting at her age – and compared to other girls their age, Ayumu's figure was pretty much smack dab in the center of the average range.
Basically, what Hinagiku was seeing simply did not compute.
How could Ayumu's breasts had gotten so ridiculously large and shapely just overnight? It was almost galling, in a way, that the blunette could somehow so suddenly obtain such an outrageous bod. No matter how you looked at it, this sort of thing simply didn't happen, not in real life...and yet it had, and Hinagiku simply could not rationalize it.
"What happened?" she finally blurted out, before blushing and averting her gaze when she realized for how long she had been so blatantly staring.
Ayumu shook her head and shrugged. "I don't know..." she said, fidgeting as she tried to ignore and forget the way Hina had been ogling her. She was not necessarily averse to that kind of thing (indeed, she was at the very least bi-curious, and had certainly expressed an appreciation of Hinagiku's body before), but under the current circumstances it made her feel very awkward.
A very small part of her was darkly muttering about how Hinagiku had never looked at her like that before today, but Ayumu ignored it.
"It feels weird..." Ayumu added after a moment of awkward silence. "It's like I might as well not even be in my own body anymore, if you know what I mean," she said, marking one of the few times someone had straightly used that phrase for something other than a heavy-handed euphemism.
"Oh?"
"Yeah, I just feel so strange," the bluenette continued, trying to ignore the warmth the grew between her legs when she saw Hinagiku chance another glance in her direction only to blush redder than a beet. "I can hardly stand up straight with these boobs, and I've been bumping my butt into everything since I woke up."
She then paused, going silent as if she were considering something, somewhat bashfully crossing her arms over her breasts (and very nearly causing Hina an explosive nosebleed).
"...and they're so sensitive now, too..." she added. "I keep getting really turned on every time something brushes against me... I think I might have even been lactating when I woke up this morning... plus there isn't anything in my closet that can possibly fit me now."
The words were spoken almost under Ayumu breath, scarcely more audible than a whisper in the wind, but Hinagiku managed to catch them all the same. And this time she did get a nose bleed.
Hinagiku could not hold herself back. She was not usually so inclined, even for Nishizawa, but the girl's body was simply too sexy for her to ignore, straight or otherwise.
With a distinctly rape-y expression on her face, the pinkette pounced, knocking Ayumu on her ass, which smacked the floor with a mighty thump. Ayumu was shocked by this and uncertain how to react as Hinagiku began roughly fondling her massive tits.
Hinagiku was unbelievable horny as she molested Ayumu. The feeling of the girl's breasts against her skin was like an electric current running through her body, and her shorts were already becoming visibly soaked with her juices as she got off on doing such things to her friend's new boobs as she never would have imagined in even her wildest dreams. Indeed, she came soon, from nothing more than the sensation of Ayumu's tits in her hands, and before either of them knew it Hinagiku had ripped of her own clothes, tearing them into rags in the mindless haste of animal lust.
Ayumu moaned deeply as Hinagiku began humping her chest, rubbing Ayumu's stiff, erect nipples against her pussy and covering them with her nectar as she came all over them. The sensations Hinagiku was inflicting on Nishizawa's breasts were mind-blowing, and Ayumu was by now nearly as horny as her molester.
Hinagiku roughly mashed their lips together with a moan even as Nishizawa came from having her nipples pinched, and her tongue clumsily but enthusiastically explored the other girl's mouth. Ayumu just lay there, gladly letting Hinagiku pleasure herself with her body. Once she had gotten over the initial shock, Ayumu had been glad to let Hina have her way with her – she had often fantasied about such a situation as this, and in truth she loved her friend every bit as much as she loved her crush.
After what felt like several minutes, Hinagiku pulled back from her passionate kiss and proceeded to sit on Ayumu's face (pressing her soaked, aching pussy against her friend's mouth) while taking hold of Ayumu's brobdignagian breasts and drawing them up so that even while sitting on her friend's face she could still fondle and suckle upon them. And she did so with gusto, noisily encouraging Ayumu to eat her out at the same time. Ayumu was glad to do so, and she enthusiastically licked the depths of her friend's pussy, several times driving Hina to orgasm and each time lapping up every drop.
The two of them were lost in a haze of lust. They made love in many different positions (though Hinagiku was ever the more active, more aggressive of the two, and the first to initiate any change), pleasuring one another for an astoundingly long time. When they started, it hadn't been any later than eight in the morning, but by the time they stopped it well past noon.
They actually would have gone even longer, if they'd had their way, but they were interrupted by...
...well, maybe the one person they might have been actually HAPPY to interrupted by. Not that they would necessarily betray as much via their actions.
Hayate, who had unthinkingly opened the door to Ayumu's room, intending to come in and collect the girl's dirty laundry, could only stare at the sight before him.
Ayumu and Hinagiku both blushed a deep shade of red at being caught by the butler whom they both likedoh so very much.
Hayate blinked. He stared wide-eyed, unblinkingly at Ayumu and Hinagiku, who were both blushing fiercely under the scrutiny of his gaze. Both of the girls were in their birthday suits, and obviously in the middle of getting down and dirty. Even he, who was notoriously oblivious to such things, could see that much.
And he could also see how outrageous Ayumu's body was looking, with a rack massive enough to cover the hood of a small car and an ass like a beach ball filled nearly to bursting. He didn't know how the girl came to be so criminally voluptuous, nor when she and Hinagiku had become an item, but he couldn't bring himself to care.
Just looking at the two, Hayate's cock grew hard, and the swiftly growing bulge in his trousers hijacked all higher thought in favor of directing his mind solely towards the subjugation and domination of those two insultingly sexy girls. Years of pent up sexual tension were loosed in an apocalyptic torrent as his libido reached critical mass, and Hayate threw all his inhibitions to the wind.
Faster than the eye could follow, Hayate stripped out of his clothes with an incoherent growl and tossed them out the window. Ayumu and Hinagiku stared at his naked body in awe-struck wonder and eager anticipation. His manhood stood erect like a flagpole, and it looked long enough and hard enough to hang a coat on.
Swiftly and decisively, leaping like a leopard, he pounced upon his metaphorical prey. Ferociously, indiscriminately, he groped and humped and licked and nibbled every inch of Ayumu and Hinagiku that he could reach. The girls, their inhibitions eroded to almost nothing by several hours of passionate, kinky intercourse, and their hearts already belonging to Hayate, enthusiastically allowed him access to every part of their bodies.
Naturally, Nishizawa was the one to whom Hayate paid the most mind in his ministrations, whether he realized it or not. Her tits he squeezed and kissed and bit, and her ass he pinched and spanked and humped, and every inch of her body was soon enough anointed with his saliva, and his semen.
Yet that was not to say that Hinagiku received nothing from him – it was quite the opposite. While Hayate's hands and mouth roamed over Ayumu's body, Hinagiku took the liberty of mounting Hayate's cock, and bounced up and down on his hardness with both her pussy and asshole, in turn, filling each up with voluminous quantities of Hayate's seed. And she it was also who, after that, used her hands and her feet to jerk him off all over Ayumu's body, covering almost every inch of the girl's skin (and with those tits and that ass there was a lot) with their love's semen.
After an hour and change of this, Ayumu and Hinagiku grew hungry, and into their sex-filled minds came the notion to nourish themselves on what else but Hayate's seed, and he eagerly provided the two with all the cum they could drink, and then some.
Finally, at half after three in the afternoon, Ayumu and Hinagiku had eaten their fill, and Hayate's erection had receded at last. They were bathed in the intense afterglow of long and vigorous sex.
Lying naked on the floor of Ayumu's room, the three belatedly realized that they had no clothes to wear – there was nothing available to them where they were, save for what was in Nishizawa's closet, but they knew they couldn't just stay in the room forever.
Since it was the middle of the day – and a beautiful day it was, sunny and clear with just a bit of a cooling breeze during the height of summer break – Hayate, Hinagiku, and Ayumu figured that there probably wouldn't be too many people present at the apartment building. If they were careful, they could probably get where they were going without getting caught.
So, naturally, they didn't make it four steps out the door before they were spotted.
Kayura blinked, surprised to see Hayate, Hinagiku, and Ayumu going about in their birthday suits, and the last with impossibly generous T&A.
The trio froze in their tracks, knowing they were caught (though Ayumu's endowments jiggled for several moments after).
Kayura stared at them with a blank, inscrutable expression.
The trio, as one, went red in the face.
Then Kayura's eyes lit up, and she gave the three a thumbs up.
"Nice," she said calmly, a strange spark in her eyes as she surveyed Ayumu's naked body. "Like something right out of a BE doujin," she remarked approvingly, seeming not the least bit fazed by what she was seeing.
Ayumu sweat-dropped nervously. "Er... huh?" she said intelligently.
"Breast Expansion," Kayura said, clarifying her words. "Though the B can also stand for 'Butt' or 'Body'. It's a type of body-mod fetish," she explained.
This time it was Hinagiku's turn to sweat-drop, and her temple throbbed ominously.
"And what's a fourteen year old doing reading that kind of thing?" she asked with a strained smile that would have terrified most people who knew her, but Kayura remained unperturbed.
"Research," the somewhat scruffy, tomboyish-looking girl answered bluntly, before turning her attention to Hayate. "And it's not automatically pornographic, you know."
Or more specifically, Hayate's dick.
"Wow," Kayura said with a whistle, sounding impressed. "So that's what one of those looks like in person? It's a lot bigger than any of the illustrations I've seen..."
"Where?" inquired Ayumu innocently, "Do you mean like in anatomy books, or something?"
"No," Kayura answered flatly. "In hentai."
"That's definitely not age appropriate!" Hinagiku snapped, even as Hayate blushed and tried in vain to cover up his manhood.
"No?" Kayura said, looking at the pinkette as though this was honestly a revelation to her. "But none of the store clerks ever said anything to me about it."
She frowned thoughtfully.
"Well, if you're right, then I suppose I'll have to be punished," Kayura concluded after a few moments of contemplation. Casually, without so much as a hint of shame or trepidation, she stripped out of her clothes until she was standing naked before the trio, her tiny breasts and tight little pussy looking decidedly tempting as she stood there, obviously awaiting something. "Go ahead, I deserve it." she said, gesturing to her body and striking a pose that looked like it belonged on the cover of a porn mag, "I've been naughty."
Hinagiku, Hayate, and Ayumu stared at Kayura's nude young body, uncertain how they should react. The girl had small breasts, maybe a half-size or so more generous than Hinagiku's, and her hips were slim. Nonetheless, there was a certain sort of sensuality to the girl's slender, still-developing figure, and the trio found themselves embarrassingly enraptured by it.
Hinagiku eyed Kayura's A-going on B-cup breasts with a hint of envy in her emerald eyes, but that belied the simmering lust underneath, and she unconsciously licked her lips. Hayate, on the other hand, had his gaze drawn rather south, and he found himself staring hungrily at Kayura's tight, no-doubt virgin pussy, his presently flaccid member (the length of which still reached almost as far as halfway down his thighs) stirring and slightly stiffening.
Ayumu was the only one looking into Kayura's eyes, and thus she was the first to understand that the girl was being one hundred percent serious.
"You really want us to do this..." she murmured, catching Hayate and Hinagiku's attention.
"Eh?" said Hayate. "What are you saying, Nishizawa-san?"
"Just that we should give her what she asks for," Ayumu replied plainly, though there was a hint of mischief in her eyes.
Kayura perked up at this (in more ways than one), and she turned brightly sparkling eyes on Ayumu.
"Yes!" she said enthusiastically. "I've been bad. You need to punish me!"
"No," replied Hinagiku, taking a step forward and leering openly at Kayura's small tits. "We want to punish you. And we will."
Kayura brightened, and with all the zeal of an otaku queen she put on an act of fear as the trio began meaningfully advancing on her.
"Oh no!" she said melodramatically, in stark contrast to her usual dry tone, striking the sort of pose one might see done by a cliche damsel in distress. "Please be gentle!" she pleaded theatrically as Hayate and Hinagiku grabbed hold of her, before then forcing her head in between Ayumu's gargantuan breasts. This muffled Kayura's words, as well as pacifying her.
Ayumu moaned as she felt Kayura playfully biting her tits from within the vast, creamy white crevasse of her cleavage, and her nipples stood erect as her pussy grew wet. Hayate and Hinagiku took turns alternating between spanking Kayura and eating out Ayumu.
Kayura's ass was soon bright red from being smacked, and she was moaning as they abused her and punished her. Ayumu came a number of times from being serviced, and from having the writhing, squealing Kayura sandwiched between her massive, ultra-sensitive tits. In fact, with every time they spanked Kayura, the girl's upper body sank deeper into Nishizawa's cleavage, and so enormous were Ayumu's tits that soon the only part of the young otaku still visible was her vibrant scarlet ass, which she stuck out as much as she could.
For several minutes Kayura was imprisoned in the shadows between Ayumu's twin mountainous mounds, and she was spanked and fingered and fisted for every second of that duration. But at last Hayate and Hinagiku pulled her back out, and they saw that Kayura looked sufficiently submissive.
Ayumu looked down at Kayura with a smile as Hayate and Hinagiku extricated the girl from her cleavage.
"Have you learned your lesson?" she asked teasingly, reaching around her massive tits to cop a feel of Kayura's sore ass.
"AH!" Kayura squealed, yelping in pain as Ayumu pinched her buttocks, tears in the corners of her eyes. "Yes! Yes I have," she moaned, squirming in Hayate and Hinagiku's grip.
Hayate smiled at this, and he nonchalantly squeezed the young otaku's thigh. Hinagiku, meanwhile, cupped Kayura's small breasts in her hands, somewhat roughly groping them.
"What should we do with her?" the two of them asked Ayumu, causing the girl to sweatdrop.
"Why are you asking me?" she replied.
"You're our goddess," the pair said bluntly, and Ayumu's eyes widened at their words, a blush rapidly forming on her face.
"Well, if you insist..." she said bashfully, trying hard not to look too delighted as she absentmindedly slipped a finger or two into Kayura's ass. "...I say we should keep her."
Kayura, whimpering as Ayumu fingered her anus, brightened at the obscenely buxom young woman's words.
"You mean like a pet?" she said, panting as she shamelessly ground her ass against Ayumu's hand.
"Yeah, that or a slave."
Kayura's eyes widened.
"Do you mean... as in a sex slave?" she asked.
Ayumu smiled. "If you want," she replied, slipping another finger into Kayura's asshole and pushing the girl to orgasm.
Kayura moaned as pleasure wracked her body, and she smiled weakly. "Then I want... I want to be yourpet, Ayumu-sama," she said. "...in fact," she added a moment later, an almost sly look on her face, "I have something in my closet for just such an occasion..."

Casually sorting through a staggeringly massive collection of limited edition manga and convention souvenir t-shirts, her bare, abused ass lifted up enticingly as she bent over to look, Kayura eventually uncovered what she was searching for.
Ayumu's eyes widened. There was a long, cat-tail accessory the same shade as Kayura's hair, attached to a menacingly large butt-plug, and a hairband with matching cat ears, plus a leash and collar (and the collar had a bell on it, as well as a blank name tag). Hinagiku stared, and Hayate whistled, impressed.
"It's a matching set..." he observed, having some familiarity with this sort of thing thanks to his mistress's neet lifestyle.
Hinagiku sweat-dropped, noting the rather obviously erotic nature of these accessories.
"How would a minor even get a hold of something like this...?" she wondered aloud, eyeing Kayura suspiciously.
"If I told you," the young otaku blandly replied, "you would be an accessory."
Ayumu chuckled nervously. "We-well I'm sure it wasn't anything too bad..." she mumbled, before pointedly changing the subject. "How about you try them on?"
Kayura nodded. "As you wish, Owner."
She then put the accessories on, sticking the tail/buttplug in with a soft moan, and slipping on the cat-ear hair-band. The collar she put around her neck, the bell making a light tinkling sound, and the leash she placed in Ayumu's hand once it was hooked to her collar.
Spinning around slowly for the benefit of her audience, Kayura shamelessly presented herself to the trio with the appearance of a petite, naked catgirl.
"Are you happy with this, nya?" she asked, striking a cute pose with her hands held up in front of her like paws.
Ayumu, Hinagiku, and Hayate, mutely stared at her, stricken speechless by her presentation. As one, they slowly nodded, eliciting loud purring from Kayura as the girl proceeded to affectionately rub her head against her newfound owner's titanic tits.
This, of course, greatly aroused Ayumu, her breasts being extremely sensitive, and feeling bold from lust, horny and reckless, she decided to go out on a walk through the apartment building in search of somebody to molest a little.
Leaving Kayura, Hinagiku, and Hayate behind to get more intimately acquainted with one another, Ayumu exited Kayura's room and strolled down the hall, completely uncaring of the fact that she was naked as a jaybird, with camel-sized "humps".
Her breasts swayed before her as she walked, frequently bumping into walls and fixtures due to her being unused to such absolutely enormous endowments. And her butt was hardly left out, thumping more than a few pieces of furniture as it jiggled. Every touch against her womanly lumps was like a small-scale earthquake, and even the slightest stimulation to these regions aroused her greatly.
Indeed, even just walking down the hall Ayumu was pushed to orgasm at least twice while she got used to balancing her new body. Her womanly nectar covered her thighs, and the smell of her feminine pheromones wafted through the complex as she came a little with every minor collision.
A few orgasms of this level did not even come close to satisfying Ayumu's lust, however. Her libido was seemingly limitless, at the very least as vast as her endowments, so her arousal only grew heavier and hotter.
After a few minutes, chance perhaps brought Ayumu's path across that of small girl with ornately curled blonde hair and bright red eyes.
"Hello, Alice-chan," Ayumu said when she noticed the young girl walking by with a glass of milk in hand. "I'm surprised to see you up and about."
'Alice', who was in fact an age-regressed version of Athena Tennous, blinked, and stared at Ayumu. In particular, her attention was grabbed by the ostensibly older girl's mind-bogglingly huge breasts. Nishizawa's nipples were leaking a bit of milk, sweet-smelling and rich, and the look and scent of the fluid completely trumped that of the store-bought cow-juice.
Ayumu saw the look on Alice's face as the little girl stared at her breasts, and she shivered pleasurably at the thought of having her suckle at her tremendous teat. Then she saw Alice lick her lips, and she knew what needed to be done.
"Oh," Ayumu said slyly, smirking at the blonde loli and squeezing her tits together, causing a bit more milk to dribble from her nipples. "Do you want some of this?"
Alice did not answer verbally, but she took a step forward and let the glass of milk drop from her hand, not caring as it spilled the fluid everywhere. Ayumu smiled, seeing where the girl's gaze was fixed.
"Go right ahead," Ayumu cooed, squeezing her massive mammaries to pump out a bit more milk. She then shivered from the stimulation, a soft moan escaping her lips and her womanhood growing a little wetter.
If Alice noticed this, she said nothing, simply walking up and grabbing one of Ayumu's teats, sending more pleasure shooting through the bigger girl's body. She put her lips around the nipple, taking it into her mouth, licking up some of the milk that had already leaked out. This caused Ayumu to moan even more loudly, and come with a shudder that caused her curves to jiggle wildly.
Then Alice began to actually suckle, slurping rich, warm milk straight from Ayumu's breast. The twin-tailed girl practically turned to jelly at this, falling onto her knees, panting and growing flushed, her eyes rolling back in her head and her tongue lolling out of her mouth. Ayumu soon came again, and milk spurted from her nipples as she did. She began playing with her pussy, coating her fingers in her own nectar and bringing them back up to lick clean, moaning lewdly and coming even more from the taste of her own ejaculate.
All the while, Alice drank deeply, kneading Ayumu's breasts to urge out more milk. She drank from both nipples, switching whenever the flow from one began to slow. Her face was red and her young, childish cunt was wet, her insides hot and squirming as she greedily drank up more and more of Nishizawa's milk. The more she guzzled, the greater her craving for it became, and the more her tummy tingled.
Ayumu quickly lost count of how many times she had come from Alice's and her own ministrations, though she was fairly certain that the number was well into the double digits. No matter how much of her milk was drunk up, it never seemed to run dry. And if she wasn't so preoccupied with the wondrous, glorious sensations flooding her body, she could have sworn that her breasts were actually looking a little bigger as Alice drank from them.
And speaking of larger breasts, a change was gradually coming over the girl as she drank. Her outfit was starting to bulge and stretch in... certain areas... and a strange light was coming into her eyes. They seemed now older, somehow, wiser and more powerful. Eventually, her clothes began to rip and finally tear at the seams as her once flat, loli chest was now at a size that would have looked generous on the frame of a grown, adult woman, let alone that of a young child, and skirt was flipped and her panties shredded by an ass big and round, again one that would have been large even on an adult woman.
That was point when she finally stopped drinking, and she removed her mouth and hands from Ayumu's breasts and stepped back, much to the young woman's dismay. But she looked up into the bluenette's eyes with a look of gratitude.
"I thank you, Aphrodite," she said, addressing Ayumu. "Your blessing has restored some portion of my former self."
The teen frowned, scowling cutely as she finally stopped masturbating long enough to talk.
"Huh?" Ayumu said confusedly. "What are you talking about? And who are you calling Aphrodite?"
"My name is not truly Alice," the blonde explained. "It is Athena."
Ayumu's eyes widened. "Eh?" she said, blinking. "Do...do you mean, like... as in..."
"The goddess? Yes, yes I do." Athena said. "And it is thanks to your milk that I remember it now. Even as it has restored my proper endowments (with perhaps some interest), it has also restored my mind—" she gestured at her sizable breasts and ass, which looked so out of place on her small frame, "—if not my stature. So I thank you, who are blessed and favored most highly of Aphrodite."
Athena then stripped out of her ruined clothes, before planting a kiss on Ayumu's breasts and bowing low before the girl.
"In gratitude for this most generous boon," she continued, "I shall serve you, O vessel of Aphrodite. 'Til death I shall be your slave." Then she rose out of her bow, and looking into Ayumu's eyes she said, "Now what shall you have me do first, your Grace?"
Ayumu was a little out of sorts from what Alice – or was it Athena? – was telling her, but she pushed the confusion aside and focused on what was important: She had another lover, now!
Smiling at the short blonde girl, Nishizawa got back up on her feet (noticing in the back of her mind that her center of gravity felt a slightly different from before), and gestured for her to follow.
"Come with me," she said brightly, "and I'll show you! You should meet your other lovers now, if you're going to be with me."
Athena nodded, and she dutifully followed after her newly proclaimed mistress, having noticeably less trouble walking with her new endowments than Ayumu, who still swayed a little bit this way and that as she walked. The blonde's red eyes fixedly followed the movements of her mistress's ass, with which she was at eye level, her lips merest centimeters from Nishizawa's vast buttcrack. Athena was more than a little tempted to close that distance and attend to Ayumu's ass as thoroughly as she had to her tits, but she restrained herself for now. (Even if Ayumu probably would not have minded the delay.)
Eventually, they came to a room that Athena, from her memories as 'Alice', vaguely recalled as belonging to the eccentric young lass Kayura. They could hear telltale sounds of sex coming from within, and Athena acutely recognized one of the voices as belonging to Hayate.
"So he belongs to Mistress Ayumu, now..." the pint-sized blonde whispered thoughtfully to herself, before smiling, glancing briefly up from Nishizawa's giant, gorgeous booty. "If anyone is worthy of him, it is her," she decided, unheard by Ayumu as the girl opened the door and stepped through (her tits briefly getting stuck in the doorway, to no small amount of sensual stimulation, coming a bit when she finally pushed them through).
As Ayumu stepped aside to give Athena a clear view of the proceedings within – the girl very reluctantly tearing her gaze from mistress's behind – the princess-curled blonde saw a slender girl of about thirteen or fourteen years of age gleefully sucking off a stark naked Hayate (she fought down a blush at the sight) while an older, but flatter, pinkette she recognized as the current student council president at Hakuo Academy shamelessly and messily made out with the butler's scrotum: rolling his balls in her mouth, nibbling his sack, and kissing his taint.
Both girls were also fingering themselves, masturbating as the pleasured Hayate, and the former, Kayura, was in rather kinky nekomimi cosplay that included a bell-bearing collar and a thick cat-tail butt plug. Hayate, who was the only one of the three to not currently have his mouth busy, turned and smiled when saw that the girl whom they proclaimed as their goddess was back, and he greeted her accordingly.
"Welcome back, Megami-sama," he said, his breath hitching slightly as he shot a load of seed down Kayura's throat.
Ayumu blushed, half-embarrassed and half-aroused at being addressed in such a worshipful manner. She moaned softly, a bit more nectar staining her thighs as she grew wetter, and she smiled coyly back at him.
"You're too kind, Hayate-kun," she purred, giggling girlishly and leaning forward a little. "I'd hardly call myself a goddess..." she said, sounding in truth quite pleased at the idea of being so addressed.
"Then I'm sorry," said Hayate, coming again with a groan and tugging on a handful of Kayura's hair. "But I can't think of a more appropriate title for someone like you, Megami-sama."
"And there is none more fitting," said Athena, speaking up for the first time since entering the room. She was almost hidden behind Ayumu, standing so close to the girl's ass that her nose was practically buried in her crack.
Ayumu shivered at the feeling of the blonde's breath on her booty, and Hayate's eyes widened at the sight of 'Alice' – whom he and Hinagiku both knew to actually be Athena Tennous – and he practically gawped at the sight of the endowments the child-sized girl was sporting, endowments at least a size or two bigger than she had possessed even in her proper form. Hinagiku heard Hayate's gasp, and the familiar voice, and glanced over to see the girl. Kayura was the last to look, and though she did not know the particular significance of 'Alice's presence, she was nonetheless intrigued by the sight of the girl's newly disproportionately generous T&A.
Hayate, Hinagiku, and Kayura all smiled at Athena, hungrily eyeing the small girl's not-so-small endowments. The blonde blushed in spite of herself, her eyes flitting between Hayate's large, erect cock, Hinagiku and Kayura's dripping wet cunts, and her mistress Ayumu's beautiful ass.
The trio came closer to Athena, and the blonde smiled.
"I am Athena," she told them. "A loyal servant of our goddess, Ayumu-sama."
"That's nice," said Hinagiku slyly, cheeks red as she eyed the blonde's decent rack. "I suppose we should give you a proper welcome then, hm?"
The pinkette leered, and Athena's pussy moistened at the feeling of Hinagiku's eyes wandering all over her naked body.
"Do with me as you please," she told them. "I am a vessel for Megami-sama's pleasure. Use me even as she uses us."
Kayura purred, getting down on all fours and rubbing her head against Athena's thigh, briefly licking the creamy white skin. Athena moaned, coming a little bit, and she placed a hand on top of Kayura's head, pushing the girl's face into her pussy.
"Ah! Please," the blonde whimpered and squealed as Kayura began eagerly eating her out. "Oh! Yes!" she moaned.
Hayate smirked at the girl's behavior, and, exchanging a glance with Ayumu, he went behind Athena and mounted her. The girl gasped and yelped when he plunged his dick into her tight asshole, but then the pleasure overtook her body, and she leaned forward, mashing her face into her goddess's massive ass..
Ayumu eyes widened, and she moaned, feeling Athena nuzzle her buttocks and lick her anus. The girl was shamelessly making out with her ass, and the sensation was enough to make Ayumu come within the first few minutes. Nectar flowed down her thighs, and milk spurted from her nipples.
Hinagiku saw this, and she smiled, licking her lips. Stepping forward, she put her lips to one of Ayumu's nipples and began to drink.
Hinagiku moaned, pleasure flooding her body, as she drank her goddess's milk. Just the taste of it was enough to make her come, and her body felt like it was being electrified in the best possible way. There was also a powerful tingling sensation in her chest and behind, as she wriggled and squirmed in the ecstasy of serving her goddess.
Ayumu writhed in pleasure from the double-pronged assault of her luscious body, moaning and coming as she felt Athena's tongue probe her anus. She was panting and sweating, and the cute sounds being made by the blonde and her molestors were only furthering Ayumu's arousal. And there was, of course, also the indescribable pleasure she gained from Hinagiku suckling so greedily at her teat.
She was playing with herself in delight, vigorously probing the folds of her pussy with several fingers. Her mind was on vacation, so to speak, her criminally lewd body awash in the throes of what could hardly be considered anything less than one massive, continuous orgasm. At that moment, Nishizawa felt like the entire sum of her existence could be measured out in the number of erogenous zones currently being stimulated on – and in – her body, and she was not the least bit disappointed with such an idea.
But even as... preoccupied... as she was, Ayumu was still the first one to notice the changes Hinagiku's body was undergoing.
"Hina-chan...!" she gasped, and not just because her thighs were being splattered with yet more of her own ejaculate as she spoke. "You're growing...!"
At first the pinkette was too horny, too caught up in the throes of orgasmic pleasure to process these words, but after a few more minutes of eagerly drinking Nishizawa's wondrous, fresh breast milk, she became aware of an increased burden upon her hips and lower back.
Slowly, not ceasing her guzzling of Ayumu's milk, Hinagiku raised her hands to her chest, and to her surprise and delight she found not the flat breasts she often bemoaned in private, but rather two full, firm, fleshy orbs of a fairly generous size: a C-cup at least, and quite possibly going on D-cup or even E-cup at the rate that she was drinking.
She moaned, coming from the sheer bliss that overwhelmed her at this realization, and the knowledge of what caused it, and she smiled up at her best friend and revered goddess worshipfully and adoringly. She too now gave offering at the altar of Aphrodite. She too now bore a portion of her friend and goddess's blessing.
So Hinagiku rejoiced with her brother and sisters.
Ayumu saw this, and said "I am pleased."
...well, not verbatim, but you know. It's in the spirit of the original text.
And this extended metaphor has gone in a really fucking weird direction, so I will just cut this off n—
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