Hyoko's New Problem - Ch 4
#4 of Hyoko
The final chapter to the saga, one that starts a little scary but ends up going crazy. CW for dubcon since it gets a little real at the beginning.
This may not be the end for Hyoko, I have some vague plans to continue this story with completely different themes, kinks and tags.
Some of these tags are spoilers btw, if you don't want to be spoiled read the story first.
Hyoko raised her head from her towel. Her movements were slow and measured, precise, as if she were stalking through the tall grass of the plains, her eyes wide and focused. Her breathing, deep and slow, betrayed by her heart which beat like an elephant's foot on her chest. Tying her robe shut, she made her way toward her front door.
She gripped the knob with a trembling paw and opened it just wide enough to fit her eye in the crack. "Hello?" she said, in a high pitch.
Mizune was standing in the walkway in her casual clothes, which amounted to an adorable sleeveless sweater and a long skirt. She was holding a small box by a handle. Her hair was down and straight. In the low light, Hyoko could see one eye behind her lenses.
"Hey, I um, I convinced my piano teacher to end the lesson early so I could come over, are you busy? I brought cake!" Mizune raised the box with both hands to present it in the cutest way possible.
"...Yeah, sure, come in," Hyoko said, after a pause about twice as long as it should have been. She opened the door wider to let Mizune in, and looked down.
Shit.
Her erection was still going full force, and completely bare and visible from under the short robe. She let the door open onto her, hiding behind it. Mizune entered, and was walking down the hallway. "Which way is your kitchen?" She asked. "I just need to set the cake down."
Hyoko's mind was racing. It was impossible to avoid now. This was for real. All Mizune would need is a single glance to know her secret. She was so timid, how would she react? Would she understand, or would she freak out? Maybe she would just need to calm down and explain, rationally-
No, Hyoko had let her in. If she was going to reveal her secret and everything was going to be okay, she should have done so at the door. By inviting Mizune in first, while completely hard, Hyoko had become complicit to her body's crime. They were beyond the point of understanding. Hyoko was already fucked.
There was nothing to be done for it.
Hyoko quietly closed the door and turned the deadbolt. "Kitchen's on the right," she said. "Second door." She crept behind the mouse girl using awakened instincts. Her pupils narrowed to slits, eyes like emeralds split in half.
"Um," Mizune said, looking into the door she had opened. "Sorry, I must've heard wrong, this is the bed-"
Mizune squeaked as Hyoko grabbed her, spun her around into a trapping hug and forced their faces together in a violent kiss. Hyoko's paw gripped the back of her head so she couldn't break away. Mizune tried pushing with her hands, but it didn't do any good. Hyoko was so much bigger and stronger than her, and she was fueled by an unquenchable animalistic fury.
Finally Hyoko broke away. Mizune's glasses fogged up from Hyoko's hot, open-mouthed breathing. "Mizuuuneeee..." she drawled. "Tell me about those panties."
"W-what?" Mizune stammered. "I didn't, did you, y-you,"
"You were teasing me with them all fucking period, you slut." Hyoko growled. "I fucking failed the test because of you. So tell me, what's with the panties? And don't fucking play dumb." Hyoko flexed her hand and swiped her claws at Mizune's skirt, which fell away in shreds. As expected, a bright-red lacy thong became exposed.
Hyoko started pushing Mizune backwards. "Which teacher do you have a crush on? Is it your piano tutor? Were you gonna seduce him tonight with your huge ass?" She continued to ramble as she shoved Mizune onto her bed. "Well, look!"
Hyoko pulled her robe apart and exposed herself. With some distance between them, Mizune was finally able to see it. She covered her mouth with her trembling hand. "Oh my goodness..." was all she could say.
Hyoko dropped her robe, becoming fully nude. She climbed onto the bed and surrounded Mizune's body with her limbs. She reached towards Mizune's face and plucked her glasses off her nose with her claws, gently tossing them somewhere. "I really like you, though," she said. "You got a great body, I wouldn't be doing this if I didn't like you, y'know? So I'll do you a favor and make sure you enjoy it too. You already owe me, so you better be grateful."
Hyoko began to play with her food. She massaged her paws into Mizune's perky little breasts before moving one downward. A finger pressed up against a delightfully squishy mound and she heard a squeak. Hyoko giggled, and leaned forward to tenderly lick at her neck. Before long, Mizune was squirming in a different way. "That's it, good girl..." Hyoko hummed. "We're both gonna have a real good time..."
She brought her finger to her lips and licked a salty fluid. "You're getting there~" She reached back down, slipping her paw under Mizune's tiny panties, looking her straight in the eye, until-"
"Stop."
Hyoko froze.
What? Why?
Hyoko tried to start again, but she couldn't. Wide-eyed in confusion and fear, she was suddenly kissed. When Mizune opened her eyes again, they were red.
"You're more right than you think you think you are, girlie." Mizune's mouth said. It giggled. "Go ahead, take off my panties."
Hyoko grabbed them with a fury and yanked them down past Mizune's plush thighs. When she looked up again, Mizune was... not herself.
For one, she had horns. Large, curved ones at each side of her head like a ram's. She smoothly peeled off her sweater to reveal an equally scandalous lingerie bra and-
Wings. Bat wings.
"You've been so good today, kitty. I could feel your energy building up all day~" Hyoko grit her teeth as this demon stroked her shaft. "You're so full of energy, you know, when I first saw you, I knew it was love~"
The demon spread its thick legs into a perfect split. Hyoko could feel the boiling heat from Mizune's dripping cunt. "Do you want it?" The demon asked. She looked right through Hyoko's eyes. "Tell me the truth."
"I need it." Hyoko said immediately. She was rewarded with a kiss.
"Go ahead~"
It was as if Hyoko's hips were spring-loaded. A duet of lustful screams broke out as her cock finally tasted a pussy, a real pussy, for the first time. All at once. Balls deep. It was easily the most intense sensation Hyoko had felt in her life. Immediately her balls clenched tightly for sweet release, but-
"Aww, what's the matter?"
Hyoko looked down at a face she had a sudden urge to choke to death. It giggled.
"I'm sorry, I can't come~" it said in Mizune's voice. It echoed in a cacophony inside Hyoko's head. Hyoko was choking with anger, but all she could do was keep thrusting. "You... you fucking bitch..." she growled.
"Don't worry, you'll get your dessert, as long as you play along." The demon said. "Oh! That reminds me, I hope you don't mind, I invited some more playmates along."
Hyoko doubted her eyes for a brief moment as her vision seemed to triple. Two phantoms of Mizune's body spread outwards until they manifested on each side, lazily reclining as they watched. "Oh, and before I forget, they need a little something before they can join in, don't they?"
The copy on the right stood up and stepped over Mizune's head so that one foot was on each side of it, giving Hyoko a direct view of what was to happen next. The demon snapped its fingers, and all three of the demons began to writhe and shake their hips. Hyoko stared straight ahead at the growth that appeared over the copy's dripping pussy. No, it couldn't be. It bulged again, flesh protruding grotesquely again, more and more each time the demon thrusted, until finally, in a burst of steaming liquid, the protrusion broke through and caught Hyoko on the cheek.
The chorus of pornic moans grew louder now, bouncing around in her head. She opened her eyes again to see the result, and found them rolling upwards out of disbelief and necessity at the wildly throbbing 9 inches of dick that almost rested on her face. The copy swiveled its core, smacking Hyoko again with the tip and leaving behind both a generous smattering of precum and a curious jolt in her own dick.
Wait.
The demon below her giggled again. "That's right~" it teased. "Bodies aren't the only thing I can copy..." The demon reached Mizune's hand down toward its own cock and gently squeezed the head, registering three synchronized mewls and one tortured grunt from each party involved. "You're so lucky, kitty! Not many girls get the opportunity to feel the joy of having one dick, let alone four~"
Mizune's arms and legs wrapped around Hyoko's back. "Pick me up, sweetie, we've got to get us all in position." Hyoko did so, feeling her pawpads sink up into magnificent assflesh. One copy slunk down into the space where the demon was, then shimmied lower so that its cock- Hyoko's cock- stood at attention directly under her pussy.
"Now, you know what to do~" The demon said. "Bring us down, niiiice and slow, that's it, just like that..." Hyoko bit her lip as she felt herself penetrating a second layer of pussy lips, and then gasped uncontrollably when the sensation of her own cunt being filled had registered. She was fast losing her ability for coherent thought. More pleasure than any one person had ever been meant to take was overriding all other parts of her brain. And this was before it had even reached the hilt.
She was drooling, wide-mouthed when her butt finally reached the copy's hips, and then she moaned, brazenly and pathetically. The two demons both thrust in unison and Hyoko moaned again. It was an ugly moan, one that sounded as if Hyoko's lunch wanted to escape with her screams. And it happened again. The embarrassment woke her up, and she clenched her fists in some kind of defiance. This made her own pussy clench, which sent a fresh ripple of pleasure through her that sapped all her strength. Hyoko hung her head, her ruined hair forming a curtain around the heads of herself and Mizune.
"Look at me," The demon said.
Hyoko forced her eyes open, and they immediately became stuck. Mizune's eyes- no, the demon's eyes, were absolutely glowing red under the dark covers of Hyoko's hair. "I want to tell you something very important about having a dick, kitty," the demon said. Hyoko felt something pressing against her spread asshole, and she immediately started to sweat.
"You see, boys don't just have dicks for pleasure." A fleshy tip was brushing softly at her pucker, and Hyoko felt another pressure at the tip of her cock. "They have a very special place inside them, a sort of keyhole that," The pressure became more intense, and air was beginning to seep out of Hyoko's tight throat. "Once unlocked, opens up a door thatmultiplies pleasure... at the price of becoming a horny bitch."
The space around the demon's eyes became darker and darker until only those glowing irises remained. "You've heard of it, haven't you? The mythical prostate?" Hyoko felt her ass spread wider than it's ever been as it accepted her cock. The tightness strangling her dick head was already driving her insane. "Well, it would be remiss of me to leave you incomplete... so, kitty, are you ready? Because there's no going back from this."
The only response Hyoko could muster was a wordless squeak. The demon responded by giving her a quick, but tender kiss on the lips.
Then Hyoko's universe exploded.
Hyoko raised her head and saw nothing. Every single sensation in her body became numb and meaningless for an eternity. When the world finally started fading back in, she heard the dying end of her own scream. Then, every layer of pleasure melted back into place. A ticklish sensation made her gasp violently- she hadn't taken a breath in a minute- and she glanced down to see a pair of hands groping at the demon's exposed dick.
It looked furious. A puddle had formed in Mizune's navel from the surges of precum it was constantly spewing. It was twitching and throbbing so much that it appeared the copy's hands were trying to wrangle a thrashing wild animal, and as all the cocks writhed in unison Hyoko could feel each and every sensation.
They thrust. Hyoko moaned.
The perfect control of Mizune's inviting pussy. The violent, passionate contractions of her own. The insane virgin tightness of her ass. And now the unbearable teasing of soft and cruel hands. Hyoko was tormented with every level of sensation at once, and the worst thing, the part of all this that made all this torture possible, was that despite all this pleasure, despite the unmortal, impossible combination of world-shattering stimulation, was that she still, no matter how bad it get, no matter how loudly her cock protested, no matter how close she was, she still couldn't come.
The thrusts became regular. Hyoko's eyes rolled back and she slumped. Her body couldn't afford to keep up control of any of its muscles save for the ones feeding into the infinite loop of pleasure. The moans of all the demons surrounding her were but a backdrop to her own that burned in her ears. Her mental faculties for shame or anger were gone, every synapse firing for pleasure, more pleasure, pain and pleasure. Every synchronized thrust an artillery strike in her body that sent an earthquake to her brain, the echoes of sexual cannon fire building, each blast getting louder before the tenth shot before could finish, getting louder, building a sexual static, a constant, cacophonic noise that built endlessly each second the strongest anyone has ever felt only for the next to get even louder, every sexual organ in serious pain from the denial of release but it didn't matter, it just added to the landfill of sensation, lost among the ocean of pleasure stimulus, mixed so fine that nothing was recognizable, until one thing, with shattering clarity, broke through the haze.
"Are you ready, kitten?"
Hyoko, long since having lost her sight, saw the glowing red eyes in her mind.
"The tree of your pleasure has grown so high and tall~ I'm going to feast on your fruit. It's going to be such a wonderful Harvest~"
The words burned through Hyoko's brain like a white-hot ball of iron sinking through ice. They were truth. They were the only thing she could understand, like those beautiful eyes the only thing in her sight. She gave a desperate whimper she couldn't hear, and the voice of her goddess cooed in appreciation.
"I'm going to count from three, and then it's all going to be over~ You'll get everything you ever wanted... Are you ready?"
The thrusts picked up their pace. Hyoko's dick tightened and throbbed at a rate even faster than her heartbeat. It was time, it was finally going to happen.
"Three..."
The speed increased. Every cock going in erratically, all synchronicity destroyed. Single cannon fire became a constant barrage of lightning that fell and shattered without warning.
"Two..."
It was like a hailstorm of electricity, millions of bolts of thunder in seconds crashing directly into Hyoko's womb through her rod. The static rose in pitch with her moans, a constant wail interrupted only by sharp, shuddering gasps that burned her lungs. The nothing of her vision turned white, incomprehensible shapes burning away at her eyes like blazing film. Something was at the gate of her dick, some leviathan presence that threatened to break the world apart if it were released, and all Hyoko could think of was to finally let it out.
"One."
Silence.
Through a harsh white fog of pleasure, Hyoko could feel a behemoth relaxation, the sensation of an ocean being drained away in a massive whirlpool focused directly on her dick. She was dully aware of a blaring scream coming from her throat, but it seemed so soft and quiet compared to the gargantuan feeling of pure, blissful release.
At the same time, she felt a fullness in her core, a warmth that triggered primal female instincts of peace and rightness that washed over the harsh burn of stimulus and threatened to burst as she was stretched to capacity with her own seed. She hung her head and saw Mizune's face, still being splattered with fresh seed, and saw an angel. Hyoko's eyes lidded, and she relaxed, slumping over Mizune with a satisfied empty face and a squelch. The last thing she felt was so many bodies wetly surrounding her, so many hands stroking her matted hair, the last thing she heard a trio angelic humming, when her consciousness faded out, the world went black, and finally, Hyoko stopped thinking.