Eiken:Your Porn Journey | By : rankosluvr Category: +. to F > Eiken Views: 22014 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter 3ba-This situation feels familiar (Mikiko, the Naughty Chiharu pt.1)
You notice that this situation feels familiar. Not simply from your dreams but in fact from your experiences. The sexy swimsuit, the posing, and the extremely forward behavior all pointed to one conclusion: This wasn’t actually Chiharu. You begin to calm down and speak to the Chiharu impersonator.
“Mikito, is that you?”
The impersonator loosen the embrace. You and the impostor stand in silence briefly and then the impostor lets go of you and chuckles.
“Wow, Densuke. You picked up on me pretty quickly this time,” Mikito chuckled.
You sigh slightly exasperated. It was always bizarre when you met Mikito. Every time you saw him, he was done up like the spitting image of Chiharu, especially when he had large fake boobs. In fact, looking at him now the disguise was almost flawless. You shook your head trying to rid yourself of the thoughts plaguing your mind and got back to the business at hand.
“What are you doing here, Mikito?” You ask, “Where did you get that...that swimsuit?”
“I found it in a wicker basket with a bunch of other bikinis. I’ve never worn a swimsuit like this before,” He said pulling at the straps a little and trying to draw Densuke’s attention to his fake cleavage, “As for why I’m here, I was off from school today so I figured I’d visit my big sis.”
Your mind registers the gist of what he’s saying but you still ponder on those fake boobs staring you in the face. They look too real and it was bothering you.
“Why did you take that bikini and,” You ask voicing your thoughts out loud, “How do you get these fake boobs to look so real? It’s almost criminal how real they look.”
Your last two comments are accompanied by you directly fondling Mikito’s breasts. Mikito lets out a small sort of erotic sigh. You become frustrated by this obvious act to play on your sexual fantasies.
“Don’t try to act like you’re sensitive about these. I know these are just plastic or something,” You demand.
You take notice of something. You start to examine the fake funbags in your hands. Mikito’s breasts felt so soft, so supple, so...real. It was unbelievable. It was almost like fondling Chiharu’s, Komoe’s, or Kirika’s breasts.
“How the hell do yo do that? These things feel so real and lifelike,” You ask confounded by the fake flesh.
Mikito lets out an almost pained plea, “Stop it, Densuke. You’re getting to rough.”
Your patience has worn thin.
“Ok. I’m tired of playing games. I’m taking these off,” You proclaim clutching Mikito’s boobs and attempt to pull them off.
However as you tug on Mikito’s tits, they don’t seem to want to let go. Mikito grits his teeth as you try to pull off his mammaries.
“What do you have to hold these on you? Super Glue?” You ask.
Mikito has enough.
“Let go, asshole!” He says shoving you off him.
You fall to the floor on your ass. You’re a bit annoyed by Mikito’s behavior but you notice looking up at him you see him massage his breasts.
“Geez. Didn’t realize you could be so rough, Densuke,” Mikito said almost pouting, “And I just got these new girls in, too.”
“New girls? You mean you got them in the mail from somewhere?” You ask.
Mikito looks back at you with an annoyed glare, “No, dummy. These are real.”
“R-real? How could they possibly be-” You’re cut off be Mikito.
“I’m a girl now. Look!” Mikito said flinging off his swimsuit.
Your eyes widen to their maximum as you see before you not only a pair of huge, round, naked, bouncy, real breasts but also a bare, VERY real pussy before your eyes. Your nose spurts an excessive fountain of blood after a few minutes of this view. You turn around trying to contain your nosebleed and to not see Mikito’s very womanly body.
“Ok. Ok. It’s Real! I’m sorry! I’m sorry! Just put your swimsuit back on before I die of bloodloss!” You plead to Mikito.
Mikito smiles at your awkward yet cute behavior. SHE complies to your plea and put HER swimsuit back on. After cleaning up the blood and plugging your nostrils with tissues, You and Mikito sit down and discuss this.
“Ok. So, how exactly did this happen? Last time I checked, you were a guy. What changed?” Densuke asked.
“Hmm, well I think it has something to do with that cherry drink I had when I got here,” Mikito said.
“Cherry drink?” You ask.
“Yep. When I got here, I went looking around the place and went into a room with all sorts of test tubes, incomplete machines, and science-y stuff,” Mikito explained.
The description lead you to the conclusion that Mikito entered Kyoko’s private lab in the club.
“While I was in there, I found this fizzy, pinkish-red liquid in a beaker. I sniffed it smelled like cherry soda. I just figured it was cherry soda in a beaker as a makeshift cup. So, I drank it. I left the room and shortly after, Poof!” She emphasized with a bounce, “My penis disappeared, I grew a pussy, grew these huge boobs, and so, Mikiko was born.”
You blink for a minute.
“Mikiko?”
“Yeah, well I can’t really call myself Mikito anymore now can I?” She said.
“I suppose. Could you show me the beaker you drank from?” You ask, “Maybe we can figure something out.”
“Sure,” Mikiko agreed, leading you into Kyoko’s lab.
As you enter the lab following Mikiko, your eyes can’t help but draft downwards towards her big, round ass. The back of the slingshot bikini was almost like a thong of stretched latex, producing a thin strip of fabric nestled between Mikiko’s wobbling ass cheeks. The combination of this view and recent memories of Mikiko in her full glory causes your dick to become as stiff as a 2x4, developing into a large peak in the crotch of your pants towards Mikiko. You almost feel like your cock is going to tear a hole in your pants with this amount of pressure against your pants. While your libido is vehement about it’s opinion of Mikiko, your mind and conscience are very conflicted considering that the curvaceous cutie before you was not long ago the crossdressing, younger brother of your crush who has on several occasions attempted to seduce you. Too distracted by your thoughts, you don’t notice Mikiko has stopped in front of you until you bump into her. You quickly jump back and hope she didn’t notice the boner that just poked her ass.
“It’s this beaker,” Mikiko directing you to a shelf in front of you both and pointing at a beaker, half full of a fizzy pinkish-red liquid.
You step in front of Mikiko, grab the beaker, and carefully examine it. You notice a label on the beaker with a great deal of text which reads:
FEMALE HORMONE FORMULA CONCENTRATE
induces rapid growth of breasts, female genitalia, other female body parts, and intense sexual hunger
Warning: Do not Consume if you are in puberty or male-THAT MEANS YOU, DENSUKE.
You feel a little put down by the last part, wondering why Kyoko would assume you’d go snooping around her lab and drink some unknown liquid in a beaker. You put the beaker back on the shelf.
“Well, maybe we can talk to Kyoko about making an antidote or somethiinnggg!” Your train of thought is derailed when Mikiko comes up behind you and pulls you into a tight embrace pressing her boobs against your back.
“Why would I want to do that, Densuke?” Mikiko whispered in your ear.
“M-m-mi-mikito-” You stammer.
“Hush, It’s Mikiko now remember? I like it this way. I’m a real girl. Not just a pretty boy with a pair of fake boobs. I can give myself to you completely,” She explains, “Besides you should be happy, too.”
“H-huh-ha-happy? W-w-why-” You manage as your mind begins to shut down from blood rapidly going towards your raging hardon.
“Because I’m just like Chiharu, with the same huge, soft knockers and big, round ass,” She said emphasizing her traits by pressing her breasts hard against your body, “But with one big difference.”
She leaned her head close to the side of your face. You can feel the warm breath on your neck, sending you into further sexual arousal.
“Where Big Sis Chiharu is so innocent and uninformed,” Her tone dropped to a sexy whisper, “I’ll have no problems with sex and will every dark, naughty, and raunchy fantasy you’ve ever had about my sister, making it a reality. I promise.”
This little guarantee sufficiently blows your mind, causing you to somehow black out. Before you know it...
Options:
You’re sitting on the couch with Mikiko standing in front of you(Ch.4baa)
You’re lying on a large bed(Ch.4bab)
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