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As the day had turned to night, a massive form walked the streets. Standing at an impressive 8’4”, bearing red skin and little more than cloth scraps for clothes, the muscular form of the oni was one that drew eyes from all around and captured the attention of each and every person near her. She growled and sneered at passers by, clearly upset at her day previously. She had gotten into a huge argument with her coworkers earlier today and was not in the mood to deal with other people.
That was, until she saw a flier on a telephone pole, seeing pictures of thin elven ladies in skirts just long enough to be considered chaste, though upon reading the actual posting she found something interesting.
“Come on down… Yada yada, best service in town, reasonable prices, these bois will leave you wanting more, free refills on drinks, scented candles… Bois?”
Upon closer inspection, the pictures shown were of twinkish elven lads, if the subtle bulges in the front of their skirts were anything to go off of. A large grin formed itself on Kayda’s crimson face as she brushed a lock of her wild white mane from her face, thinking of trying out something new tonight. So she took the poster and found the address, getting a quick rundown on a few rules, like not to actually hurt the workers, given a safeword that the bois had so she knew when to stop and also notified about a button to call in a service worker to buy drinks and food. All and all, a great deal.
All that was left was to pick the lad she wanted to spend the night with. After a quick look around at them, she realized something. She was a giant ogre lady, almost no body fat on her except for her full breasts and cushioned rear end, she wasn’t sure on how she wasn’t going to hurt any of these pretty bois. Elves were nice to look at but could snap in half like twigs, there were lizardfolk here, but that wasn’t in Kayda’s area of interest. She found a few cards for orc bois, but it seemed that they were not working or already taken.
As she was about to lose hope, she saw something odd. A race of people from back in her homeland, and a rare one at that. And from what she remembered from there was that the yokai in Japan were by no means lacking in size. So with a lick of her lips, she placed her order.
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The room was awash with a dim purple glow. Wildberry-scented candles maintained a coquettish mood that helped to imitate the room of some Japanese highschool girl having a sleepover. Seated on a particularly fluffy, king-sized bed was what looked to be said “highschooler”, large antennae and green chitin blades on their arms made sure to point out the fact that they were non-human, but the slender cutie clad in a schoolgirl's outfit was really a young man of 24, just super friggin’ cute. Midori twiddled his thumbs in anticipation, stocking-wrapped legs kicking all the while. His antennae bobbed up and down in unison, highlighting the nerves that were coursing through his flushed body. Bulbous eyes shooting wide open, he audibly gulped when he heard the door creak open—if an action so forcible could be called creaking at all.
As the door began to slowly creak open, it swung inwards with a sudden force, letting in the bright light from the hallway, causing a massive shadow to fall over the room as a muscular figure was silhouetted in the door frame. They then stooped under the frame and stepped into the room with heavy footfalls, slamming the door shut with a foot as she fully entered, letting the dim glow be the only light source once again. The well built figure of an oni woman cracked her neck and brushed a hand through her messy white hair, then she stepped up to the bed where the bug-boi sat, causing a large smile to spread across her face.
"Hello there, you cute little guy, how are you doing? Are you my plaything for tonight? Lucky me."
The scantily clad demoness stood nearly twice the cross-dresser's height, then she leaned down towards the insect-humanoid, resting her hands on the soft mattress, lowering her head until she's around his face level, allowing a little chuckle to escape her throat. Her heavy breasts dangling downwards, nearly resting on the bed from her position in front of the mantid due to their weight. In an instant, Midori's antennae were erect from a not-so-unpleasant mixture of fear and arousal. The oni was massive—just one of her powerful legs probably weighed as much as his entire body did. This was still his first week working at the brothel, but the boi wondered if he'd ever encounter another woman as tremendous in stature as she was. Rousing himself back to alertness via a quick prod from his mantid appendages to his cheeks, he dipped his head in the polite manner that was programmed into his mantid psyche.
"H-Hajimemashite..." Midori stammered out, defaulting back to his native tongue. "Umm... H-Hello, Miss," He paused and gulped again, feeling like a deer on the verge of being devoured. "I'm Midori—but uh, you probably already knew that from reading my card. Right, thank you for selecting me!"
The oni watched as the slender boi gave a small bow to her, and felt her face flush slightly from hearing her native tongue spoken to her. It was something she wasn't expecting, instantly filling the amazon with a wholesome joy that she was hoping to crush soon, so she leaned closer to his face until they were just a few inches apart. Her clawed hand reached up to cup the side of the boi's cheek with a sweet smile on her lips.
"Well I'm Kayda, it's lovely to meet you, Mido-kun~. I thought you'd be a nice little treat for me, and seeing you in person, I think I was right."
She gently pulled the boi closer and pressed her lips to his temple, the red skinned woman then wrapped her other arm around him, pressing her pert mounds into his face. Her sharp nails ran through his green hair, petting him with a small grin on her face while the oni kept planting kisses on his head, caressing her adorable new bedmate with loving affections
Midori mewled into her glorious mounds—the pathetic noise making him resemble a kitten more than the predaceous mantis he was supposed to be. His breathing quickened as the blush on his face started to blend in with the red of Kayda's breasts. There was a tingling in his groin that he could no longer ignore. The lad did his best to squeeze his thighs and smoosh down his skirt with all four of his appendages, but an impressive tent—bigger than either of his legs in length and definitely much thicker—began to pitch itself to his embarrassment. Before long, his still-clothed member poked into the underside of the oni's chest. Kayda kept up with her gentle touches, her kind ministrations suddenly stopped as she felt the poking at her chest, she then reached a hand down to where he poked her, wrapping her fingers around as much of the rod hidden beneath his skirt as she could. She was in disbelief for a moment, due to how large his endowment felt in her grasp compared to the thin boi in her cleavage, she couldn't grasp it for a moment. Then she began stroking the clothed member, pumping her arm up and down on his cockhead, watching the red faced femboy with growing arousal.
"Holy shit, kid, I know it said you were big on the sheet, but this is... Damn, I'm gonna enjoy this a hell of a lot more than I thought. I just hope you can keep up with me, you probably wouldn't want to finish too far before me, I intend to drain you for all you're worth tonight.”
Midori's teeth were clenched in pleasure from her monstrous grip, and as were his eyes. His girth slightly surpassed that of a fire hydrant, and its veiny length throbbed with a sole purpose—to pop. The pleated skirt he had 'borrowed' from his older sister could no longer hide the beast. Like a turtle emerging from its shell, the bulbous head peeled the foreskin back all on its own and released the thick aroma of precum.
"Thank you for the kind words, Miss Kayda... N-None of the patrons up until now could get more than the tip in, but you... Uh, p-please don't snap me—I mean, snap it—in two."
The oni tilted the boi's head back with a hand, then gripped his chin, leaning down to press her lips to his, the distinct taste of cherries coated her lips, smearing the flavor across the lad's own. Her grip around the throbbing dick increased in pressure as she stroked him from base to tip, lubing him up with his own pre, feeling the lewd juice covering the area just below her breasts, her large hand having a bit of trouble with his tool. She then had the lewd thought of covering her tits with the boi's thick fluids, just slapping them onto his crotch and bouncing them on his pole would be so easy, it was so hot in her mind, she could feel herself moistening as the handjob went on.
Kayda grabbed the boi by the back of his head and probed at the entrance of the mouth with her tongue, getting rougher as her arousal rose higher, squeezing slightly harder than before. The boi whined as he felt so utterly dominated, but surrendered without a second's delay. He opened his mouth, allowing it to be invaded by the oni's longer and far more muscular organ, and clearly accepted the submissive role in their tango of tongues. The flavor of cherries on her spit sent his poor, lust-addled mind into a frenzy, and he ceaselessly discharged globs of pre-cum to lubricate his length.
"Ahhh, K-Kayda-san," he moaned into her devilish mouth. Meanwhile, his mantid arms hesitantly ran across her body, grazing against her proud scars with reverence. The muscular woman pulled away from the kiss with a gasp for breath, panting with lust and exertion, staring into the mantid's eyes longingly as she ran her tongue along her lips. She shuffled to the side slightly, releasing her grip for only a moment before grabbing on in another angle that allowed her greater maneuverability around the bed, so she reached down with her free arm, slid it under the slim boi, and lifted him up to her chest, letting her ample bosom fall onto his torso.
The red skinned oni began to beat him off faster, as if trying to make up for the lost pumps from the moment she let go of him. "I bet you wanna play with these, huh? Just grab my bra and yank it off, if you can do that, you can have free reign of the girls. You think you can do that for me, Mido-kun?"
As she instructed the younger man, she realized this was the first good look of his erection that she'd gotten this whole experience, and it only spurred her on further as she straightened her back and sat on the mattress, grinning wide and showing off her sharpened teeth with lustful abandon. She squeezed him in her large arm slightly to press him closer to her bust and pushed his lips against her clothed teat.
Midori hadn't been wearing panties from the very start, so with the new position, his balls dropped out from his sister's skirt. Each nut was the size of an entire beachball, and if one stared long enough, they could almost see them churning with cum sticky enough to choke on. The whore gulped, the motion drawing attention to the tender skin of his exposed neckline. He was practically drooling over the oni's pair of perfectly scarlet breasts. When Kayda leered at him, his gaze was dragged to her ivory fangs—memories of the mantid girls back home and their idle, only half-serious threats of biting the heads off bois flooded into his head. In response, his lower head engorged to its maximum size.
"I-I want to..." He could barely speak a coherent sentence. Midori's thoughts were going haywire before the red goddess that was absolutely manhandling his delicate body. "Kayda-san's oppai..."
Kayda shifted her weight on the bed, bouncing on it so that her breasts jiggled in the bug-boi's sight, sending quakes of flesh rippling across the perfectly round tits. The protrusion of her nipples was clear to see as she leaned towards the lad's groin, taking in a deep whiff of his cock's scent, and then planted a kiss onto the tip of his dick, licking the head in circles as she greedily drank his precum while letting out a low moan. She then lifted her head off of his crown with a pop then looked back into the mantid's eyes.
"What do you want to do? What do you want to do with my oppai, Mido-kun? You want to play with them? You want to suckle on and grope them, right?"
She goes back to sucking on his fully engorged knob, jerking his shaft as she ran her scarlet lips up and down the well endowed boi’s shaft. She felt pure bliss from the sweet, yet salty taste of the lad's pre rolling down her throat. Though she was a large woman, she couldn't contain the copious amount of fluid in her mouth, causing it to run down her chin in rivulets, small amounts dripping onto her bust as she worked on his cock. Resembling a fish flopping out of water, Midori's legs cutely squirmed as the oni sucked the soul from his cock slit. Her plush lips felt like pillows as they caressed his throbbing shaft, and her tongue could only be compared to red silk as it glided over his glans. Up until now, Midori had associated blowjobs with the submissive role, but Kayda was proving to him that one could suck cock dominantly.
"Yes, yes, yes!" he cried out, antennae scrunching themselves up in ecstasy, "I want to suck on Kayda-san's oppai—I want to play with them all night! But, but, but most of all... I-I need to feel them pressed around my chinpo! I need the paizuri, p-please! Paizuri wo kudasai!” Kayda eventually slowed her strokes and made eye contact with him as she let go of his cock, licking the cumslit before pulling away from his sweet smelling groin. She then dropped him onto the soft bed and stood from the bed, pulling off the leather duster of her shoulders, then she untied her bra, letting it fall to the ground in front of her, turning back to him, breasts exposed fully for the little mantid to see.
"I guess you really do want them, Mido-kun, I know that you're going to love this."
The woman then reached down to her nether region and grabbed her panties, drawing attention to her dripping crotch, then she slowly pulled down her garments, revealing her wet snatch, giving the boi a great view of her well formed body. She crouched in front of the lad's crotch and grabbed onto her tits, wrapping them around the lad's cock, letting the head poke out from her cleavage. Midori's overworked member had already been sucked and teased to the point of no return, and so the pressure of the woman's heavenly tits finally gracing his shaft forced his cock to pop early. With a whorish moan that was indistinguishable from a girl's, he creamed all over her red body. Streaks of baby batter blasted directly into Kayda's face, glazing her cheeks and almost artfully painting her nose before covering it up with thicker ropes of jizz. Every shot that missed their target inevitably rained back down over her breasts, splashing the scarlet fleshscape with wells of white.
When the mantid boi's money shot had finally subsided, he panted and weakly apologized in his post-orgamic stupour. However, despite the half-liter of mantid milk that was now clinging to the oni's skin, his shaft showed no signs of softening—his balls were barely depleted, and in fact, they were now working overtime to produce a surplus of seed.
"Kayda-sama..." Midori moaned, his feminine voice dripping with adoration. "M-More..."As the initial jet of semen sprayed out into her face, Kayda let out a gasp of surprise, inadvertently catching his seed in her mouth as he kept the geyser going, absolutely coating her in his alabaster batter. As the orgasm came to a close, the oni just stared at the twitching cock in the cavern of her cleavage, still as hard as steel after firing like a hydrant, then she shut her mouth, swirling around the seed she caught and gulping audibly as the thick jizz flowed down her throat. She looked up to the lad's flushed face with a cheeky grin, tongue lapping at the white painting the areas closest to her lips, though it didn’t stop. The lad sprayed her down like a hose, turning her red skin white on her upper body, the leaking cum still firing with some force.
"You're just full of surprises tonight, I guess I should stop underestimating you, if you can blow a load bigger than a guy twice your size, I can't wait to see how well you actually fuck. Though that was a quick shot, I'm gonna have to punish you for that later, Mido-kun." She wiped off most of the lad's semen off her face and let it fall onto her breasts, right onto the tip of his prodigious penis, then she leaned down to wrap her lips around his cock, burying her face into his warm jizz and began pumped her breasts up and down on the boi's shaft, making wet slapping noises as her sinfully soft flesh bounced on the mantid's lap.
“S-Sensitive! It’s still sensitive!” Despite his squeals, it didn’t sound like Midori was begging for her to stop in the slightest. The bug boi's antennae curved toward each other, forming a heart, and his dilated pupils followed as they became heart-shaped as well. Fingers digging into the sheets, shuddering, gasping with delight, Midori’s body was putty and only his cock remained rock hard. His girly hips began to buck into the oni’s womanly bust, pushing all the way to the entrance of her gullet, and the weak impact generated ripples solely because of how obscenely soft those tits were. It was baffling to the boi—how could a warrior as ripped as his Kayda-sama possess a pair that looked like they belonged on some timid holstaur, a dairy slut? But Midori wasn’t complaining, not at all! He was moaning without end as his 5ft schlong slid through the cum-slick skin of his mistress and was toyed with by her devilish tongue.
“I’m s-s-sorry for cumming so fast, Kayda-sama! Please... P-Punish me and my naughty ochinchin...” If her mouth wasn't full with the mantid's pick, Kayda would have smiled at the adorable display before her, between the girlish squeals and him humping her bust, she wasn't sure what she liked most about the lad. What the oni did know, however, was that this boi loved oppai, so she'd give him what he wanted for now. As she continued to bob her head on the seed/spit-slick shaft, her hands let go of her large tits and reached her nipples, giving each a pinch between her long fingers, and tugging roughly on them, stretching and compressing her pliant flesh around the bug-boi's large rod. She let out another long moan from the attention she gave herself, keeping her eyes trained on the antennae on the slender lad's head, noticing the heart shape they took on and nearly squealed in delight at the cute showing of his adoration.
The amazon made a mental note to pick this cute lad again in the future, basking in the unique taste of his monster cock. She then thought of the fact that he was still pretty young, which sent her body alight with a sudden rush of arousal as she realized that he probably wasn't done growing, and that this mammoth member trying to gag her was only going to get bigger in time. If she wasn't on her knees already, she thought her legs would buckle under her dude to the sheer ecstasy that she gained from the knowledge that she might meet him again and get to ride an even bigger tool. The demoness was, ironically, in heaven at this point of pleasuring the little mantid boi. The only thing keeping Midori and his swollen shaft from immediately erupting snow-white lava, was the thought of disappointing his mistress with yet another premature ejaculation. But then again, maybe she'd have to double up on his pelvis-popping punishment later if he did...? The boi shook the temptation from his thoughts. He had to hold on for at least a little longer, and why wouldn't he want to? Kayda-sama's orbs of luscious fat felt so sublime as they crushed his cock. And the woman's throat was as welcoming as the gates to a lust-filled, succubi-infested Hell.
Bright green bangs flying left and right, his bladed limbs quite literally stabbed through the mattress during his throes of pleasure. He would probably get in trouble for the damage later, but for now, all that mattered was losing himself to the ministrations of his mistress and serving her as much of his mantid milkshake as she desired. As Kayda kept polishing his pole with her jugs, rubbing them back and forth in alternation on his crotch, her cheeks hollowed as she began sucking with the force of a vacuum as she felt the lad's pecker throb with need, trying to drain his balls of all of their seed with raw, primal force.
The erotic rhythm of her sucks and tugs increased in pace as she worked on his shaft like a whore, wanting every drip of thick cum his big balls could muster. It was then that the oni felt her body tense up in bliss, with the taste of the mantid spunk permeating in her mouth, the pressure she put on her own bust, and the sweet scent of the lad himself, it all sent her over the edge as orgasmic waves rocked through her body. The amazon bucked her hips forward, shoving the bed forward with great force as her eyes rolled into the back of her head, keeping the boi held tight in her embrace with a loud, muffled moan sounded around the lad's cock. Her strong arms pressed into the soft flesh of her melons, almost flattening them around the bug-boi's prick in an almost painfully tight grip.
"Kayda-sama! Kayda-sama!" the lad cried out, pitifully in love with the phonetic pattern her name carved on his tongue. The lewd slurps of her full-force fellatio filled his ears and made it feel like his brain was melting in pleasure. And the pheromones that were being released from her orgasm sent a very clear signal to his balls—her mouth needed to be bred. If there was to be any hope of satiating her hunger, millions of unborn lives—his mantid baby batter—had to be sacrificed. He was taken by surprise and briefly experienced the thrill of a rollercoaster when the bed was shunted by the woman's hips. Thoughts of those robust legs—those slabs of premium thigh meat—bouncing up and down his cock made his antennae twitch. But in the present, it was the pair of super-sized tits bouncing around his shaft that were to be worshiped. Midori silently thanked his parents for bringing him into this world if only so he could receive an oni's primal paizuri.
Kayda's grip on the boi slackened as her mouth and throat were utterly filled to bursting with the thick spunk of the mantid, sending audible gulps ringing through the room as she swallowed load after load of his insectile seed. Though the immense potency of his jizz eventually proved too much, even for an oni of her caliber, sending the white goop spraying out her lips and plastering her face in his sticky love juices, sending it pooling around her legs, rising up over the bed frame, staining the lower half of the mattress with his seed. She pulled off the lad's prick and leaned back on the balls of her feet, blinking a few times to regain her senses. The amazon looked back down at him, crimson eyes locking onto his, then she dragged the bed back into place, stood up, and laid next to the lad.
"By the gods, Mido-kun, that felt bigger than the last one. Do you think you can make the next ones like that? I'd love to feel that much of your cum in my cunt, wouldn't you?" As she lay in the soft bedding, letting their fluids drip onto the now heavily stained sheets, her hands gripped the mantid's shoulders and lifted him into the air above her. The oni brought him to her smeared face, and gave a warm smile to him, then she turned him upside down and shoved him between her thighs, face first into her sodden box, instantly clamping her muscular legs around his head.
"But I've played with you so much, it'd be a shame if you were the only one who got to have fun before we really get going." Leaking leftover semen from his tip all over his own thighs—like a girl soaked in her own arousal—Midori could only squeak out a high-pitched "H-Hai!" from between her melon-crushing legs. He truly felt like he was becoming the woman's boy toy—or rather, her little bitch—as he devoted himself to worshiping her cunt. Just like her lips, the oni's pussy juice tasted of cherries, and he couldn't get enough of the erotic flavour that had his cock rapidly twitching back to life. He lapped at her slippery folds with his tongue, shyly at first, but it wasn't long before the room resounded with salacious slurps. Midori couldn't stop himself when his hands wandered back to his bitch-breaker, stroking the length in a two-handed grip as if they had a mind of their own. At the same time, his antennae clumsily circled around the woman's clit, which was red and swollen like a cockhead of her own.
Moaning into her mound, his pink tongue dug deeper into her cum-guzzling crevasse, exploring her depths with as much curiosity as a boy discovering porn for the first time. As the lad played with the oni's red cunt, long, drawn out moans escaped her lips, sounding low and sultry as it resonated from her throat. While the mantid busied himself with eating her out, Kayda decided that she would rather be cream filled than to have a layer of glaze, so she began scooping up handfuls of the boi's seed and began lapping it off of her fingers, groaning in delight as she cleans her face of the batter. She then noticed that Midori was jerking himself off, and though that delighted the oni to see him so engrossed in her folds, she wasn't having that. She reached forward and wrapped her slick hands around the boi's thin, humanoid arms and pulled them away from his rod.
"We have a naughty little boy here. Oh Mido-kun, you're so selfish, I didn't get to please myself when I was taking care of you, why should you get to? I guess that adds on another round of punishment for you. Now keep at it." The built woman chuckled at this and squeezed her thighs a bit, not enough to hurt the poor lad, but enough to emphasize her point. She pulled up his wrists behind his back, gripping them with a single hand, using the other to grope at the boi's supple ass, letting her nails dig into his cheek as she spread his ass open with her fingers, looking at his untouched pucker while licking her lips. Midori whined his apologies into her folds, feeling ashamed and betrayed by his automatic urge to masturbate. He redoubled his efforts in slurping up her juices and wriggled his tongue to polish every nook and cranny. There was a single, vaguely masculine voice in his head that wanted to argue the oni didn't have any trouble reaching orgasm while sucking him off, but it was buried underneath all his submissive tendencies. His antennae shot up in alarm when he felt the woman's claws spread his virginal ass.
"Kayda-sama, please, wait! I'm n-not into b-butt stuff!" he claimed, but the boi's cute stutter made him sound utterly unconvincing. The amazon pulled away from his asshole, smirking at the little lad's adorable inflections, she then lifted her hand from his rear as a whole. Then she let it fall back down and slap against his left cheek, quickly moving to smack the right one, then she let her hand move below his waist and grip his nuts. The oni's fingers massage the sack with gentle squeezes and light tugs, she wasn't able to see what she was doing since her bust was in the way of his lower areas.
"Oh? Well I guess that you wouldn't like me to shove one of my long fingers into your little pucker? Your saying wouldn't like me pressing against your prostate as you lick my pussy and cum without even touching your massive cock, right? Do you really don't want to try anything with your tight little ass? "As the oni lifted her hand from his tush, Midori sighed in relief. But that sigh of relief exploded into a girly squeal when Kayda's palm fell down like a thunderbolt upon his defenseless butt. He almost couldn't continue his amateurish cunnilingus as she abused his ass, but even with tears welling up in his eyes, the lad buckled down to continue the oral worship of his goddess. When the woman switched to toying with his heavy balls, he experienced an equal measure of humiliation and fulfillment. Midori could feel her hot breath breathing down on his neck even from where he was—imprisoned between her thick thighs. The snarling promise of having his prostate played with those fingers of hers—as girthy as the average cock—made his guts tremble in delicious agony. A hands-free orgasm was simply too enticing, and the boi's long-held fantasy of having his ass fucked bubbled to the surface from its secret depths.
With a weak nod, Midori gave his consent—but then quickly added in that flustered tone of his, "Okay... but please, don't tell the others! I-I can't have them thinking I'm addicted to anal or anything... It's not m-manly!" The oni let out a resounding laugh as she pats the boi's bollocks, making them sway back and forth, then brings her hand back to the mantid's rump, getting a good squeeze in before letting go of his wrists with her other hand, allowing it to grope his other cheek. She slowly parted them, looking at the pink star of his anus with growing delight, sending a sudden gush of femcum into the lad's face, her quim quivering at the tongue lashing it's receiving.
"Oh, don't worry, darling, I wouldn't dream of telling anyone about this, this is our little secret. I'll make sure you enjoy every second of this, alright, my Mido-kun? I'll have you spewing all over me in no time, squealing like the little whore you are. You'd like that, right?" Though the oni was sincere in her questioning on whether he'd like it or not, she didn't wait for a response before plunging her middle finger into her mouth, sucking and licking on it until it shinned with her spit, then she thrust her finger back in a few more times before pulling out with a pop. Kayda positioned her hand over his unclaimed ass, squeezing on his cheek with her free hand, then began circling the ring of the boi's hole, lubing it up to the best of her abilities with her slick digit. Then the large red finger stopped over the center of the ring, pressing against the tightly clenched pucker, slowly forcing her way inside, constantly prodding to loosen up the hole, until finally she shoved her thick digit into the lad's little hole up to the second joint, where the resistance was too great to move, even with the added lubrication.
The little butt-slut in the making shuddered, breath hitching in surprise from the slaps on his ass and the sudden gush of hot fluid in his face. Enraptured by the heady scent which scalded his nostrils, it took Midori all he had just to continue munching on the oni's red carpet. When Kayda's fat finger pressed against his pucker—a perverted present that had never been unpacked until now—the boi couldn't believe it would go in at first. But he was proven wrong by his own body as the ring stretched open in response to the woman's prodding, yawning wide like a mouth ready to suckle on some cock. High-pitched screams muffled into demon muff, Midori's ass exploded into pleasure as it swallowed the finger whole. His elastic insides conformed to the finger's shape and size, surrendering itself entirely to the foreign object that claimed his ass. Beads of pre-cum trickled out of his neglected member.
With the mantid's own monstrous cock lying uselessly atop the bed, Kayda's finger asserted its superiority as the premium tool for plowing bubbly boi butts. With the lad's face firmly planted in the oni's muff, his screams vibrated against her sensitive flesh, causing a loud moan to ring out against the walls of the room. Her muscular thighs pulled him tighter against her as she humped his face vigorously, with all the determination she could muster while she was approaching climax. With her finger deftly lodged into the boipussy, she slowly pulled out until her nail could be seen, then plunged back in, going slightly deeper than before, starting up a steady rhythm of fingering the little slut's hole. She soon buries her middle finger to the knuckle in the tight ring of the boi's bum, a large smile forming as she sees how deep he can take it while her finger roughly jams itself against his prostate, trading grace and finesse for sheer speed and power.
"Oh, by the gods, don't stop, scream for me! It feels great to feel you scream like a bitch in heat! Maybe I should bring something bigger to plug your hole with next time, I fucking love this." Soon though, it proves to be too much for the built woman, with one last slap on the boi's rear, she wraps an arm around her new boy-toy in a crushing grip as an orgasm rocks through her box, sending a rush of femcum into the lad's adorable face, spraying him with all that she could give, coating him in her strong scent and letting out a feral scream of pure, carnal lust. Her breaths come ragged from the moaning and screaming, loosening her grip on the boi so that she doesn't hurt him too badly, hoping that he's alright after that. In short, Kayda was ruining this lad for all his future patrons.
Not only would his gaping asshole never truly regain its former tightness (though a visit to the local sex magic specialist would fix that), the slut was unsure if any sexual encounter after this could possibly satisfy or beat out his lust for oni finger-cock. As his heart-shaped antennae were suggesting, young Midori was breaking the taboo by rapidly falling in love with his latest client... Or perhaps he would just gain a lifelong fetish for red-skinned babes. He half-screamed, half-sung his approval into Kayda's cunt as she ravaged his anus and tested the hole's capacity to its near limits. When she suggested bringing something even bigger and thicker than her finger to their next butt-busting party, he almost fainted as the blood rushed from his brain back to his cock. The electric pleasure as his prostate was massaged made its journey directly up his burning shaft—the tip throbbing violently with the need to breed and sow his seeds. Face plastered with a gush of delicious demon quim, Midori's mantid pupils rolled to the back of his head as she finally released him from her thighs.
His neck was slick with sweat, and the rest of his tiny body quivered and spasmed like a girl experiencing her first orgasm. The lad couldn't make a single coherent sound that wasn't a chain of gasps and moans. Ready to explode, his monster cock was the only part of him that stood tall and proud. As the red woman let go of the mantid femboy, her sweat slick body rolled to the side, pushing the green stud onto his back and pulling the finger from his not so tight hole. Kayda regained her breath, recomposing herself the best she could as her eyes locked onto the quivering wreck she had made of the lad, making her heart flutter at the cute display. The heart shapes he made with his antennae melted hers as she managed to push herself up from the mess they'd already made of the sheets and crawled on all fours on top of him, positioning her hips over his.
"Oh god, Mido-kun, you're such a good boy, I haven't had a night like this in a long time, I need you in me, now. I can't hold out any longer, I have to have your massive fuck stick breeding me. You don't mind if I help myself, right?" Before a response could be formed in the boi's mind, she speared herself on the young prick, her moist cunt enveloping his stiff member all the way to the base in a single slam of her hips, wringing his rod with controlled muscle contractions tugging from his base, all the way to his tip. Her liquid arousal leaked around the shaft and caused the oni's aromatic femcum to pool on his crotch, soaking his lower body as well as she did to his face. Her red muff ached with need, filling her desire to ride this whore until his balls stopped working. Kayda looked down and saw the lad's flushed cheeks from where she was, though she had to move her breasts out of the way in order to see the short femboy at her ab line, realizing with a sigh that she was too tall to have her breasts fall onto his face, almost giving her a sense of disappointment.
Though it's hard to be sad when a femboy with this level of cock was buried balls deep inside her. Every slam of Kayda's apocalyptic ass onto his crotch—which was so smooth it made one wonder whether the twenty-four-year-old had even started growing pubes—had his antennae happily twirling in agony, delightful agony. Midori's pelvis looked pitifully small underneath the woman's massive assets, and he actually could feel his bones creak from the shear strain. But despite the building pain, he "manned up" for once and clenched his teeth. When a real man was presented with paradise in the form of an oni's cum-hungry cooch, he would walk through the blasted plains of Abaddon, uttering nary a complaint. Midori's gaze rolled over the mountains of womanly flesh—pupils darting around as they followed the hypnotic bounce of her nipple.
The boi was captivated. He had watched shooting stars and comets streak across the sky with less interest. Encouraged by the cunt spasming around his ginormous girth, he bravely reached up and sunk his hands into the sweaty lady pillows. “Kayda-sama!” the whore squealed like a pet displaying unconditional love. The victory of having found his voice again was very short-lived; he was sent straight back to whorish moaning from the heat of her sweltering pussy as she redoubled her pelvis-pulverizing efforts. All he could do was hang onto the woman's bouncing breasts for dear life—as explosive as they were.
“I-I love it...! Kimi no omanko ga daisuki!” As the massively built oni slammed her hips down on the small boi's body over and over again, she felt the girth of the hung lad deep with in her, filling her fuck-hole to a delicious degree. Her walls clamping down hard onto the large member buried into her as hopped on his groin with relatively small movements compared to her height, her inner muscles already doing their best to milk the mantid's balls of every ounce of life giving seed they can possibly give her with a viscous vaginal vice. As the red amazon continued her pelvic assault, her claw-like nails cut into the pillows at the head of the bed, digging into the soft padding and eventually cutting into the bedding itself as she lost herself to the bliss.
While she rode the young slut's rod, her guttural screams of ecstasy sounded from deep within her throat, resonating out in between deep, shuddering breaths. Then Midori reached up and grabbed onto her breasts, sinking his digits into the sinfully soft flesh that was still sticky from his semen due to the earlier tittyfuck. This caused her breath to hitch for only a moment, then to yell out as she sat up slightly, grabbing onto the headboard of the bed, pressing down with her entire weight onto the boi instead of simply slapping her ass into his lap, now she was forcing her entire body to impale itself on this large dong wielding boi. It was around here when Kayda started thinking, thinking of this adorable little guy as a whole, and she realized something about him, she knew nothing about him, and yet she really liked him. This confused the young woman, she'd banged many different people before, what made this mantid different from an Onyudo or an Obariyon, other than the obvious cuteness factor. She didn't know if it was some fetish that she'd awoken from laying this boi, or something deeper, she didn't care to find out at the moment, as all she wanted right now was more of the boi's massive cock, screaming out his name in pleasure as she rode him.
Pain.
Pleasure.
Pain, then pleasure again. The vicious cycle continued with every sloppy stroke of the woman's cock-sleeve. She rode his joystick in a blissful red blur as though she were trying to land on the leaderboard of an arcade's 18+ rhythm game. And what she lacked in precision she more than made up for with a war goddess' ferocity. Young Midori was at a loss when she screamed his name for the very first time—it made his deep-seated desire for dominance grow like a shaft engorged with spunk. But then again, there was something equally, if not more satisfying about becoming the oni's love slave, and he truly wanted to give himself to her—all of him. Every last drop.
Midori wasn’t sure if he had enough left to satisfy the woman’s womb with a healthy serving of creampie—of nakadashi—after she had already drained his balls twice and coaxed out a liter of baby babber, but the bug-boi and his eager cock were sure to try their very best. Drowning in a pool of pleasure, he swore he could hear the bubbly voices of cheerleaders—including his big sister—yelling, “Ganbatte, Mido-kun!” "Kayda-sama!" he shouted slavishly, yet with a drop of determination mixed in as well.
"Y-You're amazing! I love how strong you are! I love how t-t-tasty your skin looks coated in my c-cum! I-I want to shoot inside you so badly! Is that okay...?" In place of his preoccupied titty-grabbing hands, the mantid clacked his serrated blades together like chopsticks. "Kudasai!" While the 8'2'' woman bounced her entire weight on the lad's crotch, she felt a fire rising within her. Not the normal lust filled heat that normally came when she was approaching climax, but a blaze of desire burning in her core. With more than a foot of cock stirring up her honey pot, continuing to stoke the lust induced flames, she kept dropping herself down with crushing force onto the slut's legs. She shouted out huskily in response to his kind words, drool leaking from the corner of her mouth as her teeth grit together.
"Yes, fucking fill me Mido-kun, I need your hot cum inside me! Breed me, put everything you've got left into this last shot. We need to do this again and again, we should never stop. You're just too damned cute for me to refuse anything from you!" Once this has been said, the oni rises up higher than before, presses the heels of her feet into the mantid's shaft, then fully rose off of Midori's penis for a good six inches, and then she fell right back down, pulling her feet away as soon as the tip penetrated her slick cunt to land right in his lap dragging her even closer to orgasm as her grip tightens on the headboard. She mutters swears in her native tongue, rising to the tip and slamming back onto the base, sending wet slaps ringing outside the doorway of the sound proofed room due to the viciousness of her pelvic punishing. As spittle flew from her mouth and sweat dripped down onto the lad, an ominous creak could be heard from the wood the muscular woman was gripping, and soon it was followed by another sound... SNAP.
With the intense grip on the headboard of the bed, it was only a matter of time until something broke. Kayda squeezed down on the bed post so hard that it splintered under her fingers, sending fragments flying in all directions. She then shook off her hands to let what remained of the wood fall to her sides, sending dust raining down in piles. She howled as she threw her hands behind her head and was taken by bliss.The legs of the furniture were next to go. It was as though the brothel were experiencing a localized earthquake as the besieged bed fell to the floor, displacing the breath from Midori. His hips were close to popping out of their sockets, but thankfully, it was his lollipop cock that popped first. He wanted to bask in the sexy sight of Kayda's hands-behind-head pose, but whiteness like that of a blizzard overtook his vision. Despite being snow white in color, the boi's seed was scorching hot rather than cold. The over-churned baby butter was so thick and gooey, one could hear it being gulped down by the oni's greedy lower mouth. Spurred on by transcendent gratification, Midori and his cock succeeded in creaming the cunt to a degree that would leave his wild ancestors proud of their progeny. Mid-orgasm, and even as his consciousness teetered away from him, Midori's hips would not stop thrusting.
The force of his frenetic bucking counteracting Kayda's own brutal pussy slams took the oni by surprise. He wasn't at risk of post-coital decapitation, but regardless, the lad's mantid instincts took over and every ounce of his strength was exhausted in making sure she was thoroughly bred. If his body were allowed to have its way, he wouldn't stop jackhammering that cherry red pussy until every last cubic-centimeter of both his sperm and his soul had left him. Lubricated by copious volumes of his own cum, Midori's cock continued to scrape against the woman's walls and punch at her cervix. Any other girl would've passed out—just like Midori whose motions were now on auto-pilot—from such a relentless round of railing, but the demonic woman was built as tough as they come. With every jiggle and jolt, the semen sloshed out of her pussy like a never-ending fountain of cream.
Though the slut’s health was uncertain, one thing was for sure; rumors of the ruins they were rapidly turning their room into would be whispered into the ears of cleaning staff for years to come. As his orgasm rocketed through the young cock, his seed erupted like a volcano into the red woman's cunt, sending heat radiating through her box, pressing her body down on his to make sure he shot every last drop into her, grinding into his base. Then he thrust his hips upward with sudden force, enough to lift her slightly off of his small frame, then come crashing down on his body, sparing his tip deeper then it had before, pushing into the ring of her cervix, allowing him to fire his seed straight into the amazon's womb.
This hurt like a bitch, but it was overshadowed by the climax that shook her to her center, causing her to scream out with pure lust as his baby batter battered against her walls with more force than before. The pain coursed through her being as he plunged his head in and out of her womb, punching through the cervix each time, but it hurt in just the right ways as she clenched everything she could, letting her lower mouth greedily drink down all of the lad's cock milk, overflowing onto his really nice clothes and bloating out her midriff until it pushed far past her bust, making her look well and truly pregnant. It was a pity such a nice school girl outfit was being ruined by so much thick mantid seed, though it provoked a thought she hadn't cared about before now. Why wasn't he wearing panties? With something this big, there was no way he could hide it in his skirt all the time. This confused the woman as her muscles started to relax, letting her arms go limp and using her legs to prop her up a bit so that she wasn't solely resting on the sexy little bug.
As the post coitus calm washed over her, she looked around the room, torn bits of mattress and shattered wood, at the raw destruction of the bed in its entirety, there was even a shard of pine sticking through the mattress. She winced at the sight, and the blow that'd do to her wallet, regret washing over her, until her crimson eyes landed on the still humping Midori, and smiled. She grabbed him and held him still, pulling his hands off her tits, then getting off his softening cock with a pop, she had work to do. After getting off of the dazed mantid, Kayda set to work making sure that he wouldn't die if he so much as rolled over in his sleep. The whore was utterly drained and she would not risk having something so precious be hurt when it wasn't even awake, that'd just be horrible. So the oni brushed away the splinters from the bed, pulled out the pike of wood that could easily have pierced one of them in their absent-mindedness, and she fluffed the pillows, wrapping him snugly in blankets and setting him on a little throne of softness.
"I'll be taking my leave then, sweet dreams, Mido-kun, I love you." The oni then kissed the boi on his forehead and got dressed, tying her bra back on, slipping on her leather duster, and then she picked up her panties. Her muff had stopped leaking cum at this point, though she wasn't about to get her underwear stained just to go take a shower, so she decided that maybe someone else could do with actually wearing some, so she dropped them on Midori's face and left the ruined room behind her.