Jirou-3
‘My tummy… oh fuck it’s growing and Yaomomo is rubbing my tummy~~~’ Kyoka whined mentally as her eyes almost rolled back from guzzling so much seed. Thick hot American jizz flowing into her stomach as it expanded into a beach ball.
“Uhwaaaah… Kyokaaa… you look… pregnaaaaant~” he cooed as Emilio’s multi gallon load slowed down to a trickle. Sighing, he slowly began to ease his way out of her mouth, the goth girl having semen drip from her nose she was so face fucked.
And out his cock came out, and some seed strands landed on her face as Kyoka coughed and fell onto her side. Her belly wobbling and sloshing.
“Mmmmhg… so Kyoka… how was that~”
"Guh...gooooh...what....what was that...?" Kyoka said, stroking her huge belly as cum continued to bubble out of her mouth, "Feeeeelsh sho....gooood~"
"Oh my Kyoka," Momo said, waddling to her side and getting Kyoka to her knees as both wobbled. "I didn't expect you to be overwhelmed like this...."
"So...so big..." Kyoka said, looking woozy with a rather out of character big goofy smile on her face as she continued to rub her stomach, "Emilio...so...sooooo goooooooood~"
"I think she likes it Lio dear~" Momo said.
Emilio giggled. “I bet she does.” He said as he patted the spot on the couch. “Let’s get her seated down. She needs a little cuddling.” He looked to Momo. “Mind checking on the brownie for me dear? I think we still have about 20 minutes on them but I just wanna make sure.” The boy suggested as Kyoka plopped down beside him, her gut sloshing and rumbling and churning.
“Ohhhh… god… so full…” Kyoka uttered as she leaned back on the cock. “How can I be a hero now~” she rubbed her stomach more, the boy scooting beside her and aiding her. That massive beast rubbing the underside of her tummy as he looked lovingly up at her.
“You’re very cute Kyoka.” He said.
(but you want to be more than cute. You want to be sexy don’t you)
"Oh um..." Kyoka had been lost in thought about how she could be a hero like this, but Emilio's comment had caught her off guard. Her heart skipped a beat and she found she was blushing and twirling one of her jacks. "Uh...th-thanks...."
Kyoka looked down at her big sloshing belly. While it was large, it was nowhere near the mammoth gut that she had seen Momo with that day. She thought about Momo's body, how it looked while dancing, how sexy it had looked. Would it be possible for a twig like her to reach that level, or would she always just be below her friend in terms of attractiveness.
"H-hey Emilio..." Kyoka said, looking away from him, "Do...if I keep doing this with you will...I get a body like Momo?"
Momo was humming and smiling as she waddled out of the dance room with a sway in her hips. Perhaps she can wear an apron over her undies when she returns… time to check on the brownies just in case.
“Keep doing what? Giving you my love?” Emilio purred as he rubbed her belly. “I bet you will. You’re gonna need to have a nice hefty diet too. Munching with Momo for dinners and lunches. And snacks and most of all…” his cock twitched and pulsated under her belly. “Plenty of cream~” he leaned in, kissing her on the shoulder as he rubbed her stomach and noticed how tight her shirt was.
“Need to loosen some buttons? Must be awfully tight.” Emilio mused as he patted her taut drum.
“I bet you’ll be just as sexy and thick as Momo. Because by then…” he whispered into her ear, nibbling on her lobe and the base of her Jack. “You’ll be pregnant. And a teen milf~”
Kyoka gulped as Emilio began to rub her belly and kiss her on the shoulder. The thought of food was making her hungry again, as bizarre as that sounded. She did as she was told, unbuttoning her shirt and letting it all hang out. She breathed a sigh of satisfaction as her gut was released. Her mouth watered at the thought of all that food...and cream...
"P-pregnant!?" Kyoka said, looking very shocked, "I-I....I'm not...well I'm so young and...wait this is crazy right I can't be pregnant not when I want...to...be a hero..."
As much as she tried to stop it, visions of her with a proper MILF body flashed in her mind. Big milky breasts, a huge belly filled with Emilio's brood, and an as that rivaled....no...surpassed Momo's! Kyoka shivered again as she looked down at Emilio. God he was so cute, and thoughtful. Why was she so hesitant about wanting his children again?
“You are young. So you’re liable to change your mind.” Emilio suggested as he rubbed her tummy still and kissed her on the ear and neck. “But you can be a hero and a mommy… Momo plans to be after all.” He purred as he got off the couch and on his knees in front of her. “You look so hot with a big tummy.” He hugged her belly, kissing her on her tight skin and making out with her navel.
(Yes. This is what you desire. To be bigger. Fatter. Curvier. And a mother with Momo. You want her a sister wife. To be in the same bed. To have her children call you Mommy as well. You want your brood to call Momo mother don’t you. the voice urged her on. you can be both… let this boy, become the love of your life. The God in your life.)
He continued to kiss and make out with her sensitive navel, licking her inside as his hands went to caress her thighs under her skirt.
"Ah...ah...oooooh~" Kyoka cried as Emilio kissed her body and complimented her belly. More visions of her bloated with Emilio's brood, tens...hundreds of both her and Momo's children running around, Emilio taking care of them both. God it made her heart beat so fast and her vision become a haze of pink. She felt like it was a cheesy romance novel, yet his love was overwhelming her.
"Me...a Hero mommy...." Kyoka said as she shivered while Emilio licked her belly. She writhed in place as she felt him caress her thighs, "Y-yes...oh I want that...."
Emilio paused in his kissing and blew into her navel, chilling her and making her shiver. “I’m glad… I’ll love you Kyoka. As I have loved Momo…” he murmured as he rose up, his dick pressing against her big tummy. “But I wanna make you feel good..: so..:” he got onto the couch. “Mind getting up and… sitting on my face? I wanna kiss you down there…” the American boy suggested. His great cock rising like a flag at mast.
(go ahead. Do it. Take your panties down and sit on his face in your school uniform. This is your first step into becoming a teen milf hero earphone Jack~)
The request felt so natural to Kyoka, she already had gotten up and taken off her skirt and was about to take her panties off when she hesitated just a little.
"Um...I know my butt isn't as big as Momo's...." Kyoka said, as she slipped her panties off, "B-but I hope it's at least...nice...."
She indicated to Emilio to lie down, and when he did so she sat right down on his face. She looked down and saw his cock already rising up again. While it still was awe inspiringly big...Kyoka no longer feared it, rather now she hungered for it....
“Mmmph… it’s okay… your butt is nice and perky.” Emilio said under her, patting her backside pleasantly as he shuffled a little. And he began to lick and kiss her quivering cunny. It was shaved, not like Momo’s but it was decent as he began to rub her sloshing belly and steady her.
“Hnnngh… hnnng…” Emilio uttered as he began to kiss and make out with her private. One thing Kyoka had that Momo didn’t was her vocal chords. And it was Time to put those to use.
As Momo hummer and put on an apron on the kitchen, she heard it. A shrilling cry of pleasure that made her perk up.
“Oh my. There goes Jirou.” She chuckled with a smile, stuffing her tits into her apron and bra.
"Ah,....ah....." Kyoka cried as she felt Emilio lick her cunt. She squirmed, burying her perky butt deeper into Emilio's face. Kyoka felt like she was being played like an instrument, each lick and kiss from Emilio making her sing a different note.
"Oh...oh...ah...ah!" Kyoka sang as she shivered as pleasure began to course through her entire body, "E-Emilio k-keep ah..AH...doing that!"
The sounds of her cries bounced off of the rooms walls as her pussy became wetter and wetter. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head and she threw her head back and began to cry out even louder now
Emilio moaned and cooed as he massaged her backside. Hands all over her belly and rump as he kissed and made out with her cunt. His cock was feeling her belly juggle and wobble as the girl was pressing her belly on his chest as her thighs tightened around his head. “Hnnngh…” he groaned out. Momo wasn’t this clenchy as his tongue went deeper into, and he found her little nibb.
Time to make her cum and scream~.
Momo meanwhile checked on the brownies. “Hmmm, Emilio was right. Needs several more minutes…” she toned as she waited by the kitchen.
She spotted the freezer, and got a devilish idea as she licked her lips.
When Emilio finally found her clit, it was time for Kyoka's "performance" to reach a crescendo. Her voice went as high as it could go and her belly jiggled as she felt waves of pleasure course through her body and reached her throat.
"Ah...AH....AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH EMMMILLLLIOOOOOO~"
Kyoka's cry was loud, long and melodious. It was like a heavenly choir of one praising the god that was Emilio as her ass bounced up and down on his face as she came.
Emilio moaned as he felt her thighs tighten and she sprayed her juices all over his face as his tongue remained deep in her snatch. His hands kept the screaming girl steady atop of him, and he groaned underneath her as he was thankfully for thigh earmuffs. That scream could have been heard through the whole house!
He patted her hips, hoping to get some air but there was no need, with Jirou slumping backwards and releasing him as she fell back on the couch on her back. “Hwaaahn… air…” he uttered as the American boy sat up and turned. The punk rock girl was drooling, eyes half lidded as the boy chuckled and rubbed her belly. “So, how was that?”
"Haaannn...." Kyoka panted, having two experiences like that in a row had made her come over all woozy. Was this what Momo had every day? No wonder she was so in love with this magnificent young man. Slowly she managed to piece together her consciousness and say something.
"Tha-that was incredible..." Kyoka said, slightly horse from all of her screaming. She slowly sat up and looked at Emilio right in his handsome face, "S-sorry if I was a little loud..."
Emilio wiped his mouth a little, cleaning with his arm as he saw the girl sit back up and lean against the couch. “It’s fine. Just rest your lungs a little.” He said as he leaned in, kissing the top of her belly as he embraced her. “Let’s give you a minute… then we can continue because I’m not quite done yet~” he winked as a hand came around to honk her backside. His dick leaning to rub against the front of her vast tummy.
"O-oh...." Kyoka blushed as she felt his cock against her belly and his hand on her ass. She realized just what Emilio was implying. She gulped and felt her lust rise and her energy return. Considering what they had just talked about...what Emilio had whispered to her, she knew what was coming next.
"Just....give me a second..." Kyoka said, breathing deeply. Was she really gonna get pregnant? To some guys she just met and....no, she knew she wanted this. Momo looked so happy, if she could become a wife with her then...then maybe she'd be happy too. Kyoka gulped as she looked down at Emilio's growing cock, "So you're going to...?"
“Well, yeah. We are. I wanna give you what I gave Momo. Up your rear and in your womb~” Emilio winked. Oh god he was gonna stick thag into her ass!?
And then her womb!? But… she’s so big and full already…
“Momo took it. She took it like a champion.” Emilio suggested as he fingered her navel. “Don’t you want to be like her?”
(You do. You must be claimed in all three holes as Yaomomo was. Do it. Offer your tight small little booty to him… to decimate and remake like GOD he is)
"Y-Yes!" Kyoka said, never feeling more sure of anything in her life. She wanted to be as big as she was, she wanted to be just like her. Big and pregnant! Emilio's woman! It was her destiny!
Kyoka slowly got off of the couch and lay on the couch presenting herself to Emilio, her ass high in the air and her pussy wet. She didn't need to be convinced anymore, she wanted Emilio to breed her.
Emilio perked up, seeing the previous tried punk rock girl get something of a second wind as he blinked. “Oh wow uhhh, you sure? Like, don’t you need a minute or something?” The boy asked, being really considerate as he rubbed her belly before trailing up her leg to massage her rear.
"U-uh...actually....maybe...." Kyoka said, her legs shaking. She moaned slightly as she felt Emilio's hand on her butt. While her lust had helped her the fact that her"You know...maybe those brownies could help...."
Kyoka collapsed onto the couch, her belly wobbling as she did so. Some sugar would probably be good to get her energy back. She had no idea why she was starting to feel so hungry when she had a belly full of cum though...
Emilio chuckled as he snuggled beside her, hand rubbing her belly as he looked at her face. And he leaned, and closed his eyes and placed a kiss on her cheek.
“Wanna cuddle a little?” He asked, caressing and massaging her giant gut. “Momo’s likely preparing the brownies as we speak.”
Momo was humming along as she took the brownies out of the oven, and let them cool off. She then got a big time pitcher and blender as she began to scoop up brownies into the blender. Along with milk cream. And weight gain powder.
“Emilio dear! I’m making a brownie shake!” She called out. “We can feed that to Jirou!”
Emilio perked up, chuckling a bit. “Well, hear that? Dinner is coming for you.” He purred as he leaned in, and took Kyoka’s first kiss on her lips.
"O-oh...okay" Kyoka said, as she put her arms around Emilio and held him. She blushed and turned away in embarrassment when Emilio kissed her. It may seem rather silly considering the other things they had done that night, but somehow an intimate romantic moment like this was more embarrassing for her than the raw lust they had shared.
Kyoka's stomach rumbled as she heard about the brownie shake. She was hungry, her body was crying out for energy. Looking down at Emilio's sweet face she was overcome by a strange urge. Before she knew it she was kissing him on the lips as well.
"And dinner is se-" Momo entered the room with a huge pitcher of milk chocolate colored liquid on a tray with some glasses. Then she smiled and giggled at Kyoka, "My, moving very fast aren't you?"
"Wha...n-no!" Kyoka said as she broke the kiss and her face went as red as a tomato. Her eyes feel on the jug, and she licked her lips as her mouth watered. She didn't want to seem too greedy right now though, "Uh um...one glass for me thanks.
The two were French kissing when Momo returned, and Emilio chuckled seeing Kyoka’s reaction as the big bellied and busty Momo entered the room. She set it down on a table close by, and Momo sat down on a nearby chair. “Well, brownies are done. And they have been… puréed.” She winked as Emilio patted her thigh.
“You know me too well.” He said as he took a big glass and handed it to Kyoka. “Here. For you to eat up. I imagine you want something sweet to offset all that salty cream I deposited inside ya.” He chuckled with a kiss on Jirou’s cheek. Momo meanwhile got her phone out and was checking in on it.
“Oh dear. Ochako’s feed is littered with Izuku and that one girl he’s been dating…” Momo mused to herself. “The poor girl, she’s heartbroken.” She murmured as Emilio didn’t pay much attention, content to see the punk rock girl have more than just one cup…
"Yeah I heard about her...Satsu-something," Kyoka said absently as she took a small sip from the glass. Hr eyes widened when she tasted the creamy sweetness on her tongue. Before she knew it she was already chugging it down on a most undignified manner. It took her mere seconds to drink the delicious creamy chocolate liquid. When she finished she slammed the glass down on the table, "W-wow that was...."
"Here, have some seconds," Momo said, refilling her glass without any hesitation. Kyoka continued to drink, not bothering to even try and pace herself.
Momo chuckled as she saw her friend guzzle down some more, the punk rocker leaning back chugging down delightfully. “If you want you can even have the pitcher too.” A pitcher in of itself was a ten thousand calorie bomb. Emilio smirked, hearing Kyoka drink and chug.
“A brownie cake shake. Nice work darling.” He complimented with his feet rubbing her tummy as Momo giggled.
“I know what’s best for my husband to be.” She winked as she sat opposite of Kyoka as the girl continued to drink and drink drink…
Kyoka didn't even question it, she grabbed the jug and chugged the mixture down, breathing through her nose as she drank the entire pitcher in mere minutes. Compared to the thick cream that Emilio had pumped her full of this easily slithered down her throat. Kyoka could almost feel herself packing on the pounds.
"Ooooohhhhh..." She said, as she finished the pitcher, throwing it to one side and lying on the couch with an expression of contentment on her face, "That was...sooooo gooood urp"
Her belly had already inflated just that bit more, and it was sure to go straight to her butt come morning.
Emilio smiled as he saw Kyoka drink all of that like a champion. He smiled, rubbing her more fuller and taughter belly. Even Momo joined in, caressing her gut.
“You drank so much Jirou. You’re becoming such an excellent and full girl.” She purred as she even stroked her small breasts a little. Emilio’s hard on was back to full mast.
“Now then… I think it’s time we move this bed.” Momo shggesfed as she collected the pitcher and tray and glasses. “Emilio dear, please help Kyoka to your bedroom. I think it’s better up there for you to rearrange her insides, as did you mine~” she winked, kissing Kyoka on the head as she sashayed away. Emilio smiled and got up.
“Well, you heard my fiancé. Up and at’em big girl~” He purred as he offered his hand to her.
"R-rearrange...." Kyoka whispered under her breath, feeling a strange mixture of anticipation and fear. She had been so eager before, and she still wanted it of course, but the idea of that rod pumping her even more full of cum was enough to make her shiver.
"Oh, thanks Emilio..." Kyoka said as she took his hand and hauled herself up. She wobbled a little on her legs as she tried to balance her new gut. Would this be what it was like to be pregnant? Well she wouldn't get that big...right?
While she struggled on the stairs she managed to get some help from Emilio (and a few more butt pats) until she finally made it to the bedroom. Momo was already lying sprawled out on the bed in a very see through pink nightdress.
Momo was smiling like a canary fed cat as Kyoka hefted herself onto the bed. “Seems like I may need these. As will you.” And from her bosom, ear muffs were conjured up as she handed them to Emilio and placed them on her ears. “I’ll have to see how loud she gets.”
Emilio chuckled as she saw Kyoka huff and puff as she lied on her side. “Alright big girl. Rest on your belly please.” He got up, standing on the creaking wide bed. “It’s time I break you in~” Emilio licked his lips.
“Hey Momo, mind making her an eye cover too?” He asked. Momo obliged, an eye mask conjuring from her belly to hand to Kyoka. “I want ya to wear this… when I’m entering you.” He whispered as he rubbed her backside. “Imagine… as if a beast was about to rut into you~”
Kyoka blushed as she saw them put on the ear muffs. Even at home she had to cover her mouth while masturbating so as not to alert the entire house as to what she was doing.
"A-a beast huh...." Kyoka said, slipping the eye mask on. She wondered why exactly he wanted that, but she found it hard to question it, if it was what Emilio wanted she was obliged to grant his wish.
She gulped and shivered as she thought about what Emilio had just said to her. It wouldn't take much to imagine a beat was rutting her. Emilio's cock was already a beast itself. A monsterous thing that made her heart quiver with a delicious cocktail of fear and lust. She felt him and Momo stroke her body and she shivered as she bit her lip to supress a moan.
"I-I'm ready..." Kyoka said in a voice barely above a whisper.
She would not be whispering for long...
Emilio licked his lips, massaging her backside as he got into position, seeing Kyoka was wearing the eye mask. He got his cock against her butt and spread her cheeks, and pushed his head against her.
He was going to ruin her. RAW.
And he pushed in, Emilio gasping and seething.
Fuck she’s tighter than Momo!
And he was glad he wore the earmuffs. Kyoka HOWLED in pleasure and pain as he entered five inches in her and he began to grunt and push in more and more into her.
Momo had a hand to her mouth as she saw Kyoka arch her back and scream and yowl as more and more of Emilio’s beast entered her. She gulped, a hand of hers groinf to her breast to grope and massage.
“Goodness Jirou… you’re being bred so… forcefully~” a far cry from how gentle Emilio was with her as the American boy got a foot of his thick nuclear cock into her ass and it began to work its way into her intestines.
And an image began to pass thru Jirou’s head. She wasn’t being fucked by a boy. She was being fucked by a monster. A horse. A beast.
And she was being destroyed, her ass was being RUINED by his fat cock.
Momo's kind words didn't reach Kyoka's ears, her howls of pleasure were enough to drown out any other sound. She writhed as she felt Emilio The Beast push its member deeper and deeper into her.
Despite how she knew it was Emilio, though she knew it was a game she still couldn't picture anything but a mighty beast breeding her. She was a mere lovetoy for this stallion, her ass being stretched and molded to suit its monstrous cock. She made a cacophony, a symphony of noise as she imagined herself tied up and at this great beast, the powerful horse creature, have its way with her as it snorted and grunted. Her butt was just a way for it to unleash its animal instincts to breed onto her.
And the strangest part...
Jirou loved every second of it.
To be humiliatingly used like this, to be nothing more than an animal's pleasure toy was enough to set her mind on fire as she felt its cock make her body contort an bulge. No matter how much she tried to convince herself, Jirou couldn't get away from the fact that she had awoken to a new fetish.
Kyoka was wailing and gargling, face pressed against the pillows as Emilio ramped up the power and pace, more and more of his cock entering her as he gritted his teeth and held onto her hips. He was seething with pleasure as the tightness Kyoka had was making his eyes almost roll back as he grunted and began to let out guttural sounds of delight.
The monster rutting into the blinded Jirou was now fully into her, it’s monstrous shaft having invaded her asshole and was into her intestines where her full upset stomach was roaring and rumbling from her massive meal of cum and cake shake cream earlier. The Beast was atop of her now, fucking her like a horny animal as he licked and napped at her neck.
Momo was whimpering, a hand fingering her exposed cunny as the other groped her breast seeing Emilio rut and fuck Kyoka doggy style.
“Gnnngh! Gnnngh! Kyoka! Kyoka! Kyokaaaaaagnh!” Emilio garbled as he thrusted one last time into the screeching teen, and he gave her the hickey of a lifetime, claiming as his fat balls churned and rumbled.
To Jirou, the monster had marked her. Was fucking her like a horny stallion… and his dick was twitching as it had moved her organs inside around.
And then he yelled, and he started cumming with the force or a hose into her stomach. Hot jizz squelching out in thick creamy ropes into her belly as Jirou… was beginning to rise off from her all fours position by virtue of her swelling stomach.
“My… mt goodness.. was this how it was like… for me?” Momo mused as she began to self suckle a little, seeing Kyoka cum with Emilio was so… fucking hot~
Kyoka's chorus of moans echoed through the entire building. Her eyes fulling rolled back in her head as she felt the monstrous stallion rearrange her organs and claim her as his. She let out sounds like the monster itself, fully melting into it's own lust. She felt hands grope her small breast and her clit. She didn't know who they were, her mind was so consumed by pleasure she had forgotten entirely where she was.
She felt the monster's teeth upon her, marking her so everyone knew who she belonged to. She knew it was only a matter of time before...before...
The cum shot into her body with such force she let out a scream what Momo could swear was just an octave away from causing all the glass in the room to shatter. Emilio had converted this little punk into a full on opera singer. She felt her stomach bloat out with the monster's heavy seed. Filling her up until she herself began to cum uncontrollably, multiple orgasms happening at once as she precariously balanced on her enormous stomach.
Kyoka's chorus of moans echoed through the entire building. Her eyes fulling rolled back in her head as she felt the monstrous stallion rearrange her organs and claim her as his. She let out sounds like the monster itself, fully melting into it's own lust. She felt hands grope her small breast and her clit. She didn't know who they were, her mind was so consumed by pleasure she had forgotten entirely where she was.
She felt the monster's teeth upon her, marking her so everyone knew who she belonged to. She knew it was only a matter of time before...before...
The cum shot into her body with such force she let out a scream what Momo could swear was just an octave away from causing all the glass in the room to shatter. Emilio had converted this little punk into a full on opera singer. She felt her stomach bloat out with the monster's heavy seed. Filling her up until she herself began to cum uncontrollably, multiple orgasms happening at once as she precariously balanced on her enormous stomach.
Even Emilio was risinf as he yelled and garbled with her, as Kyoka was becoming a buttslut of a blimp as he can feel himself rise off until he lost his balance, fall into the side with Kyoka as they fell on the bed. Momo was busy self suckling and fingering herself tocnotice as the two lovers laid on their side, and began panting as Kyoka’s belly was massive. As if she had ingested a massive yoga ball into her stomach as it rumbled and gurgled full of cum. It was red and taut too… ofer a hundred pounds of semen was inside her overtaxed organs, and Emilio’s quirk was taking effect.
She couldn’t see it, but the faintest signs of an American flag was beginning form on her under belly.
“Haaa… haaa… ow… haaaa…” Emili panted as he moved Kyoka’s eye mask a little.
And he saw how utterly fucked out of her mind she was. Drooling and eyes ready to roll back. “Oh… oh man you… haaaa… okay?” He asked, caressing her small tits and leaning in, still inside her as he gave her a tender kiss on the cheek.
"Huuuuroooh...." Kyoka said, her eyes half lidded and her tongue hanging from her mouth. She was trying to keep her mind together, but after being fucked like that it was nearly impossible for her. She just lay there giggling to herself, feeling the aftershocks of he orgasm.
"I think she's fine," Momo said, planting her own kiss on Kyoka's cheek, "Just let her rest for a bit."
Momo reached a hand up and caressed Kyoka's tight belly, and it wobbled slightly with the motioma of her hands. She smiled when she noticed the American Flag tattoo begin to form on her belly.
"But goodness Lio," Momo said, in a mock admonishing tone to Lio, "You certainly were quite rough with Kyoka here. Were you getting a little too into character as a beast?"
Emilio giggled and smiled. “Sorry, got a little bit carried away. She has that energy of sorts.” He replied as he rubbed the knocked out punk rock girl as he groped Momo’s breast. “I could use a minute too. Phew…” he rested on the couch beside Kyoka and Momo. His member was wet and erect, twitching in the air.
“Next time Kyoka, I’ll be gentle.” He leaned in, kissing the girl in the forehead a bit. “Unless you wish it of course…”
The American boy felt Momo glomp him, and he groaned in delight as he kissed Momo’s bosom.
“I’m just your teddy bear aren’t I.” He said, looking up at his fattened teen lover.
"My little American teddy bear~" Momo said, kissing Emilio's head and hugging him tighter. Momo sighed, feeling happier than she ever could have imagined.
Meanwhile Kyoka was coming back to Earth slowly. She groaned as her swimming thoughts reassembled themselves. Yes she wasn't being fucked by a monster horse (though she realised that sounded appealing now) but by Emilio. She tried to sit up, but her bigger gut wobbled in protest and she fell back down onto the bed.
Kyoka looked over at Momo and Emilio, her view to the young man being blocked off by Momo's bulk. She felt another pang of jealousy seeing the two so close. Momo looked back and Kyoka quickly looked away.
"Want to join us?" Momo asked.
"N-no it...it's fine..." Kyoka said, sounding very unconvincing.
Momo caught it instantly, she looked down at Emilio and gave him a look that said sje knew Kyoka was in need of some soft cuddling and belly rubs.
Momo went over first, waddling over to the bed and reaching a hand out to pet the punk girl's boated belly. Kyoka let out an adorable moan as she shivered. Her stomach felt so taught and swollen it felt good to get a massage.
Emilio smiled back and winked. He crawled towards Jirou, and embraced her. “Is someone being a tsundere?” He asked.
“Tsundere!? I-no.” Kyoka blushed, looking away as Momo was beside her on the other side. Rubbing her big belly as Emilio did so too. She shivered and moaned under their touch.
“Kyoka… I’m pregnant with Emilio’s babies.” Momo purred, pressing her tummy against Kyoka’s. Kyoka gasped and seethed, moaning in pleasure. “And I want my children to call you mother… and I want your children to call me mother too…” Momo whispered.
“Yes…” Emilio whispered into Kyoka’s ear. “I want to make a big loving family. You’re so cute Kyoka… and I want to make you hot. Beautiful. Big.” His hand wobbled her giant belly. “And pregnant~”
And images entered Kyoka’s mind. Momo’s children calling her mommy… her own doing the same to Yaomomo.
Witn Emilio as the proud papa who has sired them. Making them constantly pregnant. Fat. Curvy. And beautiful as she becomes a big milf hero.
“What do you think?” Emilio asked.
(you want this. You crave this. His cock is right there… it should be inside you. Fertilizing you…) the voice said in her head.
"A mother..." Kyoka said, a blush forming on her cheeks. Of course she wanted that, she wanted more than anything to be pregnant with Yaomomo, to both be Emilio's breeding beauties. No matter how embarassing or weird it felt she wanted it. She could feel her pussy heat up at Emilio's words.
She ran her hand across Momo's belly, while it was clear Momo wasn't that far along, Kyoka could almost feel the glow of new life growing inside her. Just having Momo's belly pressing against hers was enough to make her feel good, imagine if she could feel that way all the time.
"I-I want to be big..." Kyoka said, her voice shaky and her cheeks red hot. Her eyes moved to Emilio's cock, "M-make me a MILF Emilio...make me...yours..."
"Good~" Momo said, rubbing Kyoka's belly. Momo licked her lips at the thought of both her and Kyoka being pregnant, "Lie on your back Kyoka, and Lio will do the rest."
Kyoka nodded and did as she was told. A strange sensation overcame her, like her body was kicking into overdrive to make as many eggs as possible so Emilio's magnificent American seed could fertilize them. Kyoka shivered again, almost cumming from the thought then and there.