[BioYuGi]

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Kyouka's Control

Nagokuren High School was not a place where intelligence was thought of too highly. Sure, the school still had classes, tests, and report cards, but that's like saying a jail valued the well-being of its prisoners just because it had showers, meals, and toilet paper. Nagokuren focused on the more physical abilities of its students. Strength, speed, technique. These were the traits idolized above all else. It's why the school allowed its students to be led by three incredibly strong women known as the Dragons.

One of these women was Kyouka Kagamiin, the Dragon of Power. Oldest of the Dragons, strongest of the Dragons, and bustiest of the Dragons. Even with her ridiculous feats of strength, incredible speed, and vulgar personality, she didn't stand out all that much among the other students of Nagokuren. This was a school that had a yearly competition to see who could demolish a building faster. The former all-girls school was full of intrigue and secrets, not the least of which were the supposed Seven Mysteries of the high school.

One of those Mysteries had been declared as crap for several years now, but in recent weeks the rumor was coming to light once again. A mysterious presence in an abandoned bathroom. Supposedly, any girls that ventured here in the middle of the night were never seen again. This was obviously a problem for the school, and while Kyouka was a violent, crude woman, she was worried about the safety of her teammates. Obviously, only an idiot would go to an abandoned bathroom at night, but Kyouka was no fool. She was in fact one of the most intelligent students, with a ridiculously long list of straight As ever since she was a young girl. She may be smart, but she was also in the mood for a challenge. That was why she had chosen to travel to the mysterious bathroom one Friday night, where she could see exactly what was going on and put a stop to it, whatever it was. She had no idea what she was in for, to say the least.

"Alright, let's take a look here and see what's going on," she said cockily, cracking her knuckles as she opened up the door. The long-haired woman brushed one of her dark blue locks out of the way, securing it behind the hairpin she always wore. She was hoping for a fight, and if there was one, she didn't need her ass-length hair getting in the way. Even if it had, it wouldn't have put her at much of a disadvantage. Kyouka always won her fights, even though she wore the most audacious, revealing clothes she could find. She could kick down walls in her high heels and didn't care if anyone looked up her short blue skirt to see the thong she had picked out to wear that day. The large amount of jewelry she wore should have been a hindrance as well, but despite that, she still went into full-scale assaults with bracelets, rings, and belly button piercings galore. Some might say that her sexy appearance was intended to be a distraction, and considering Kyouka had one of the largest busts in the school, with bouncing, cantaloupe-sized hooters, this was a reasonable assumption to make. However, as Nagokuren was an all-girl's school until just recently, this was not the case. Kyouka just liked wearing nothing more than a button-down shirt that was a completely unreasonable top, considering she didn't button anything and just tied the two ends together under her boobs, accentuating them even further. Kyouka simply liked dressing provocatively and if anybody dared challenge her on it, they'd get a face smashed in by her brass knuckles.

"Hm, can see why they abandoned this crap," Kyouka said as her heels clacked on cold, cracked bathroom tile. The room was cold and slightly damp, there was a lot of moisture in the air and she wasn't entirely pleased about that, considering the probable cause. She moved her hands around the wall until she found a light switch and flicked it up, only to find that a single switch remained powered, barely able to cover the room in light. It flickered on and off at random intervals, helping create a creepy atmosphere that any sane woman would have been bothered by. "Of course. Okay I'm already bored. There better be something here," she said, stepping forward into the bathroom. Like everything else in the school, it was exceedingly large, so there was a fair bit she had to explore. The more Kyouka walked, the more moist the room became. Her shoes stepped in small puddles of water. At least, she thought they were puddles of water.

"The hell?" Kyouka said, lifting up her leg and looking at the bottom of her heel. She raised a dark blue eyebrow when instead of water, she saw something else stuck to her shoe instead. She took one of her pointy nails and pushed it against the purple gunk she saw, examining it for a moment before tossing it off of her finger. "Someone's been here at least, the question is who?" she said. A strange gurgling sound caught Kyouka's attention, and Kyouka looked in one of the stalls in order to see if that's where it was coming from. "Hm, nothing," she said, peering in. As she bent forward to check the stall, something crept up from behind her, but Kyouka was able to sense it. She turned around quickly, causing her breasts to swing around a bit as she turned to face her attacker. The voluptuous woman took an aggressive stance immediately, but it faltered for a split second when she saw what was trying to touch her shoulder.

"What on earth... " she muttered, staring at a writhing pile of pulsing purple tentacles squirming around on the bathroom floor. There were too many for Kyouka to count, but there was a quartet of tendrils much bigger than the rest, two on either side of the beast. Whatever this thing was, it didn't appear to have a face, but Kyouka assumed it was facing her, judging by the way the four main tentacles were all pointing at her. A gloopy sound came out of the base of the creature, which looked like a squished ball of violet spaghetti noodles. It was just a mass of small purple tendrils wrapped around one another, giving a vague impression of a brain. Compared to the central body, the limbs were smoother and more symmetrical, leaking small amounts of purple goo all over the place.

"Well it doesn't take a damn genius to figure this out," Kyouka said as she stared at the tentacle monster. "I take it you're responsible for the missing girls. Well with all those tentacles of yours I guess it's easy for you to snatch up any little gal that wanders in here on a stupid bet or a drunken bender." The girl began to crack her knuckles as she stared the beast that only gurgled at her in response. "Of course, guess you can't really smack-talk back. Well this is gonna get boring really fast. Let's hope you can put up a good fight then!" Another gurgle, and Kyouka charged, punching the tentacle beast right in the center of its gooey body.

There was a loud squelch when her fist hit the centre of mass like an electric wrecking ball. It felt like punching tofu, and was just about as satisfying. Without missing a beat she pulled back her hand to try to land another quick haymaker - only to find her arm wasn't cooperating.The ball of tendrils was so soft and squishy that her hand sunk into the mass. It was like getting her hand caught in the back of a sofa while looking for change, but she knew there was nothing good to be found here.

"Stupid thing, let go!" she said, punching it with her other arm. She had quickly put on one of her trademark brass knuckles before striking it a second time, thinking it would help. It didn't. "Crap, didn't think this through," she said, now that both fists were plunged into the monster. It made that strange, otherworldly gurgle sound once again that pissed Kyouka off to no end. She watched out of the corner of her eyes as it lifted up its huge four tendrils and aimed them at her. It would be hard to dodge an attack from this close, but she'd be able to handle it. The creature shot at her with its limbs, trying to strike her. She managed to evade its attacks, though her movements had the unfortunate side effect of making her hands sink deeper into the center of mass.

"Damnit," she said. Kyouka didn't notice that she was now more trapped than before, but the tentacle had torn her shirt a bit, making her groan in frustration.

"Lrrr?" The monster leaned one of its tentacles towards the part of her breast that was exposed, making Kyouka smirk.

"Oh you like these, do ya?" she said, lifting up a leg and kicking the tendril away. Unfortunately for Kyouka, the laws of physics still applied here, and the force of her kick barreled her into the massive beast yet again, until her arms were sunk in halfway to the elbow. She groaned and tried to pull herself free, grunting with exertion as she attempted an escape. The Dragon was smart enough not to try and step on it for leverage. It would just get her shoe stuck, and she liked these heels.

"Hmph," Kyouka looked around, trying to see if there was something that could help her out of this mess. The four tendrils weren't swinging at her like whips anymore, which confused her, it had her at an obvious disadvantage. Maybe if she kicked off of the ground hard enough, she could struggle free. "Hnngh!" she said, kicking the ground so fast that the tile cracked. She launched herself in the air and Kyouka felt her arms start to slide out, but the monster reacted quickly and reached up with its tendrils to grab her by the breasts, pulling her towards it. "Damnit, get off!" she yelled, feeling it squeeze around her boobs. Her arms tried to escape, but it was no good, she was pulled in past the elbows, and now she was so close to the monster that she could have headbutt it. Which she was highly considering, but this would have been a very bad idea.

"Cleverer than you look," Kyouka said, blowing a strand of hair out of her face. "And that's not a compliment either. You'd have to be a limbo champ to get under that bar," she said, snickering. The beast gurgled again and then swung one of its tentacles at her. She tried to move, but wasn't quick enough this time, and there just wasn't anywhere for her to go. It hit her hard, and Kyouka raised an eyebrow when the point of contact for the tendril was right on her meaty butt cheek. It hurt, sure, but definitely not what she expected. It was more a playful swat than anything else.

"Are you… what, playing with me here?" she said, sounding offended. She only got a gurgle back in response, and another teasing swat on the opposite cheek. Kyouka didn't react much to the swat, just muttering how much she wanted to kick the ass of this thing. Even if she had to punch the thing until it sprouted an ass that she could actually kick. Wherever this thing came from it needed to be beaten to a gooey pulp. Well, more of a gooey pulp than it already was. But in her current situation, she couldn't exactly do much except kick it, which would only leave her stuck further. The tendrils spurt out a tiny bit of purple goo over her bust and then proceeded to slowly pull her shirt to pieces, an easy feat considering how overfilled it was to begin with. Soon her full breasts were bared to the purple beast and it stared at them through its tendrils, all four of them pointed at her tits expectantly. Evaluating the situation made it pretty clear what was in her immediate future. Fine then! Let this thing have its fun. She'd wear it out long before it broke her. This thing was hugely underestimating a Dragon's stamina levels!

"Heh, bring it on then!" she shouted, baring her teeth like it had bared her breasts. It had gone for her breasts right away so she thrust her chest out, waiting for it to grab them again. But instead, she saw the tendrils move down and go towards her legs. "Oh more of an ass man then? Fine, whatever, missing the best part in my opinion but I can handle it either way," she said confidently. Kyouka would be mighty pissed when this thing ripped her skirt, but as long as she got to take this thing out eventually, she could live with it.

"Ah!" Damn, Kyouka hadn't expected that. Instead of plunging right into her ass or trying to fill up her pussy with whatever glop this thing created, it just rubbed its tendrils along the inside of her legs in a slow, sensual manner. She looked utterly confused as the two bottom tentacles just continued to caress her legs, rubbing against her pale skin with soft motions. It was still dripping bits of purple slime all over her legs, which irritated her to no end, but the leg rub itself was oddly… enjoyable? Kyouka hadn't expected it to be so calm. "The hell are you doing?" she asked.

The only response Kyouka got in return was finding out where the top two tentacles were heading. she nodded, prepared to take on whatever perverted whimsy they had in mind. Obviously the leg rub was just an excuse to fondle her legs and try and stretch out her muscle so it could get deep inside her slit. Now it would coil around her breasts like a snake around its prey. Again, Kyouka's assumption was wrong. With her shoulders naked, the top two tentacles just started to rub her shoulders, giving her a soothing massage that made Kyouka sigh in a bit of relief, only for her to grit her teeth to force an aggressive expression back on her face.

"Oh, what's that? You're trying to butter me up? Feh! Get on with it already, stop wasting my time," she muttered, trying to hide the fact that the gentle bit of foreplay was affecting her more than she wanted to admit. Kyouka was a tough, take-no-prisoners kind of woman. She didn't need this kind of treatment from a partner. Hell she couldn't even consider this thing a partner, it wasn't even human! "Gah, what is your deal anyway?" she said, shuddering a bit as her back arched against her will. Whatever this thing was, it knew all the right buttons to press to make Kyouka shudder in calming pleasure. She was starting to feel oddly relaxed despite her dire situation. This wasn't going exactly as planned.

The massage to her body seemed to last for at least ten minutes, but with it being so dark, Kyouka didn't really know how long it went on. All she knew was that by the end, her arms, torso, and legs were coated in purple slime from the tiny secretions of the tendrils. Whatever that slime was, it seemed to have either calmed her down beyond what the massage would have done, or it was making her skin more sensitive. Maybe both. Either way she had to fight it, and Kyouka was definitely a fighter.

"Nnngh, stop playing with me!" she said, getting aggravated now. It was almost worse getting teased instead of just being used as a sex toy, like she assumed the other missing girls had become. It probably had a stash of them hidden away somewhere she couldn't see. The tentacle monster seemed to give in to her request, as it pulled away from her shoulders and legs. One tendril hovered right in front of her face, moving around a little bit. "Yeah yeah, I know what you want. You're lucky I'm not gonna just bite it off," she said with a smug grin. She opened her mouth wide, preparing herself to suck for hours if she needed. She knew she could outlast this thing no matter how long it took. However, instead of the forceful thrust she expected, the tendril just traced around the outside of her lips, like it was applying a layer of purple lipstick to her mouth.

"Ugh…" she groaned, blushing a little bit, something she would never admit ever happened to her no matter the circumstances. Even if she were to be tied up in a situation just like this with six of these monsters around her, nobody would ever know that she blushed. Even if a certain person close to her had been able to see a faint pink on her cheeks now and then. Finally, the tentacle started to slide inside her lips. She sighed, glad to get this over with. But as soon as it went inside her lips, it pulled out, and stroked the side of her cheek like she was trying to get her to make the first move. It was a bit of bait she took like a hungry fish. "Fine I'll just do it myself!" she said, leaning her mouth forward to grab the tendril in her mouth.

This was definitely not the kind of challenge Kyouka originally had in mind when she approached this tentacle monster, but she still wasn't going to back down. She had to defeat this beast and prove that she was superior. If she weakened it a bit, hopefully she could get her hands free, and then she could figure out a way to bring it down for good without subjecting herself to further sexual torment. Curious, Kyouka tried to move back as she sucked on the tendril in her mouth, to see if the creature could be pulled with her. It was definitely big and heavy, but it didn't look so massive that Kyouka would be unable to move it. The purple, slimy creature appeared to shake and shimmy a little in response to her movements, but not enough to really move it from its current location. It seemed the goo it had spread around had stuck to the floor, causing it to be lodged in place as well.

"Mmph…" Well, nothing left for Kyouka to do at this point except continue to fellate the beast that had her partially ensared. She was definitely a promiscuous woman, but giving a blowjob to a tentacle had never really crossed her mind before. It wasn't as bad as she expected it would be. The taste was more bland than anything else, while the goo dripping out of it actually had a mildly sweet and sour flavor to it. That was good, at least the experience would be mildly enjoyable for her. Kyouka's soft lips wrapped tightly around the tendril as she moved her head back and forth, bobbing it around like she was a duck trying to grab pieces of bread dropped in a lake. The gooey appendage slid around her mouth, moistened by its own slime and Kyouka's saliva. She could feel her drool start to leak out of her mouth, not wanting to swallow yet. But, that was getting harder to put off the more she sucked on the tentacle. Her rate of saliva production seemed to be higher than normal, but it was difficult to tell with the amount of purple tendril stuffed in her maw.

"Mm-hmm," Kyouka began to mumble and vibrate her lips as she sucked on the tentacle, wanting it to cum as quickly as possible. Or, if not cum, then at least be satisfied to the point where its constitution would be weakened. Damn, if she had her hands free this could be so much easier, she could just work the shaft and caress it to make it twitch and writhe around even more than it already was. The dark-haired woman could feel it shudder in her mouth, and she swallowed a mass of light purple slime and her own drool, pulling the tentacle further down her mouth by accident. She swore it was far enough down her throat that she should have gagged, but nothing happened. Kyouka's uvula seemed to be numbed thanks to the goo she swallowed, allowing her to take the tendril even deeper into her mouth than she normally would have. "Nngh, mm-ffmfm…" she mumbled, wanting to spew out some perverted, rude comments, but finding it hard to do with a mouthful of purple phallus.

Eventually, Kyouka's lovely tongue technique was enough to make the tendril twitch in her mouth, allowing her to feel a big load of slimy purple goo shooting down her throat. The powerful woman had no choice but to swallow it, and to her surprise, it was actually pretty good as it went down her throat, making her moan in pleasure. A pleasant, tangy taste that she wouldn't have minded spread across some rice or noodles, under the right circumstances of course. Kyouka had a fairly big appetite, so she knew she could swallow a lot more of this goo, which was good, as the tentacle didn't seem to stop sliding in and out of her mouth with enthusiasm.

"Mmm, alright then," Kyouka said, pulling her mouth out for a moment so she could add a bit more pizazz to her technique. She started by grabbing the tendril about a foot away with one hand, squeezing it gently, like she was trying to keep a hold of a canary without crushing it. The big-breasted woman slowly moved her hand up and down, adding a handjob to her oral display, as she licked the tip of the tendril and swirled it around her lips. Her mouth tingled as more slime oozed out of the monster. "Gosh you're just full of this stuff aren't you?" she said with a chuckle. She squeezed it a bit harder, to stop the slime from seeping out. After a few moments, she noticed that there was a bit of a bulge forming in the tentacle, right below her wrist. "Uh-oh, hehe, getting backed up? Well maybe if you ask nicely I'll-" Apparently, 'asking nicely' translated to 'fuck my breasts' in tentacle language.

Whatever this tentacle monster was, it didn't enjoy being toyed with, especially after being nice enough to offer some foreplay to this bitchy woman who had intruded into its domain. The blowjob had been nice but it still wanted more, and her full, immense breasts were still obviously on display and ripe for the groping. Taking two more of its big, thick tentacles, the monster reached for Kyouka's breasts and coiled around their base, making them lose their perfectly round shape for a few seconds as it squeezed and manhandled her breasts with every intention of making her lose composure. But, that was not something that Kyouka lost easily. She smirked as she continued to stroke the tentacle near her mouth, plopping the tip into her mouth to suck on it once again as it played with her breasts. This was more like it now, more of a competition between the two. The beast would molest her chest and she'd get it to cum as many times as she could. Whoever held out the longest would be the victor, and Kyouka was confident she would come out on top.

However, Kyouka did feel a mild note of panic that she quickly suppressed. It wasn't a major deal she supposed, but it was something she should have noticed a lot earlier. Her hands had been freed now for several minutes. Of course they had, she'd been jacking off the tentacle for a while. but it hadn't even registered in Kyouka's mind that she should use her freed hands to try and use a different approach to defeating the monster. Her mind had jumped straight to jacking off. Well, she was stuck doing this now, Kyouka was going to finish what she started. Besides, it was kind of enjoyable getting her breasts fondled and squeezed like they were. The tentacles knew what they were doing. She certainly hoped the monster had a decent technique after all the girls that had gone missing in this bathroom. If they'd fallen prey to some pathetic creature that could barely get a girl off and went limp after blowing one load, she had no pity for them.

"Mmm, not bad," she said as it continued to squeeze her breasts, pulling on her tits in alternating fashion, one after the other. "Hey there's no milk in there so don't bother trying to get any out," she joked with a sneer as she went back to sucking and tugging on the tentacle in her mouth. Now she was using two hands to stroke it, and was soon rewarded with another dose of jizz that filled up her mouth like a thin milkshake. "Mmph, quick one that time. Don't tell me your stamina is running out already!"

For a girl that had a very intelligent mind and was a hard-working student, sometimes Kyouka's mouth acted before her mind could tell her to shut up. Yet again, she had insulted the monster and it took offense. Well, no more playing around, it decided. Her breasts were amazing, yes, but, they could be better. Not to mention there was more it could do to her rack than just squeeze her melons with varying levels of strength. As an otherworldly creature with a body that defied all laws of natural selection, it had a few tricks up its nonexistent sleeves. The monster released its grip on Kyouka's boobs and looked right at her nipples like a cobra ready to strike. Then, with a sharp thrust, it launched both tentacles right at her nips like a twin torpedo attack. Kyouka groaned as her nipples were penetrated by the two tentacles, and they started to push into her boobs with small thrusts.

"Ahh, h-hey, dirty trick!" Kyouka said, before smirking and raising the corner of her lip with a smug expression on her face. "I like that," she admitted. The beast was pragmatic and knew when to take advantage, just like her. This was the perfect opponent for her. She worked her hands harder as she stroked the beast off, and went back to sucking it down her throat, when she saw something unusual taking place in the creature's tendrils. The ones that were currently attached to her breasts writhed around for a few seconds, and then seemed to stiffen in place. Kyouka tilted her head, tendril still between her lips, as she saw bulges form in the tentacles. They moved down the tubular limbs and grew bigger the closer they got to Kyouka's breasts. Before she could sarcastically ask what the bulges were, she found out first-hand. The young woman gulped in surprise as thick blasts of goo came out of the tentacles and went right into her breasts. She was shocked, knowing there shouldn't have been a place for the slime to go, but it was absorbed by her breasts in no time at all. That's when a heat began to build up in her chest that made Kyouka's face turn red.

"Ahh, wh-wha…." she muttered, groaning as she put a hardened expression back on. She stopped her sexual play with the tentacles and watched as her bust swelled before her eyes. The slime was building up in her breasts and making them expand with each drop of purple fluid pumped inside of her. In no time at all, her bosom had nearly doubled in size from large breasts that were already stripper-size, to tits that were about the size of her head. "Oh, damn, that's… hm…" Kyouka was torn. On the one hand, she had no problem being more top-heavy. It might affect her balance but she was a fast learner and would adjust easily. Not to mention, she had been planning on getting some nipple piercings at some point and this would only enhance the look. However, now she knew the tentacle monster had an undeniable advantage over her. She could already feel a bit more sensitivity in her boobs as the tendrils went back to thrusting in and out of her nipples. It would surely make them bigger soon, and probably again after that. This meant she had to defeat the beast before she was made immobile or lost herself to the pleasure.

"Piece of cake," she said confidently. The woman cracked her knuckles and buckled down. Quickly, she got on her knees, to prepare for her breasts inevitably getting bigger. She had incredible strength, but she needed to reserve her stamina so she could outlast the monster. That meant being careful and safe. Already she felt another load building up in her cans, with the telltale bulge forming in the tendrils as big wads of goo traveled down to plump up her tits yet again. She bit down on her tongue as she saw something similar happen to the tendril she was blowing, and decided to fight fire with fire. "Oh, mm, wanna blow up in my mouth, huh?" she said, squeezing hard. The bulge stopped immediately, but didn't go away. In fact, it only seemed to grow in response to the pleasurable grip Kyouka had on the tendril. "Hehe, well you're gonna have to wait a while. Let you get all backed up and then release it all at once. See how long you can last in that case," she said.

While Kyouka's plan went into action, her breasts continued to be tormented by the tentacle monster, thrusting in and out of her breasts in a steady rhythm. Occasionally, the other tendril that had yet to do anything would come up and massage her boobs, as if wanting to make sure they were still healthy and soft after repeated doses of expanding slime. Kyouka appreciated the sentiment, but really, if it was that concerned about her well-being it could just not screw her constantly. After a few more spurts of high-octane jizz right into her swinging hooters, her breasts had grown to huge sizes. From her position on her knees, her breasts hung down almost to her waist. Despite how heavy and gigantic they had become, they were still as perky and perfect as they had ever been. They kept the trademark teardrop shape that all large breasts should rightfully have, with nipples as big around as one of Kyouka's clenched fists. Each one of Kyouka's hooters was about three times as big as her head. She was now the proud owner of breasts so big that one of her old shirts wouldn't have even wrapped around a single boob. The sensation of her breasts being pumped by the tentacles was quite remarkable. Kyouka hadn't yet climaxed despite all the sensations building up in her tits, but she was getting quite close. She knew that if that happened it would be a big hit to her stamina, but for now she was still in control.

She'd been continuing to tease the tendril in her hand for several minutes now, giving it constant licks and kisses while stroking it with both hands when she could. Curiosity got the better of her every once in a while and she couldn't stop herself from reaching down to feel one of her mammoth breasts. These things would undeniably get in the way, and cause more than a few problems for the only real male in her life. Shoot, considering how he reacted to anything perverted, he might literally die if he saw her cans like this, even if she cared enough to properly wrap them up and conceal her extra-long cleavage or her throbbing nipples. But for now she had to try and win this competition before things got out of hand. By which she meant, before things got to the point where she couldn't use her hands to lift her breasts anymore. She took a good, long look at the tentacle she was holding, which had been backed up for several minutes now. It was throbbing and twitching like a hose with a kink in it. The mass of expansion gunk was a huge sphere bigger than her head, ready to go off at any moment. A tiny bit of purple slime managed to leak through the tip at the end of the tendril, taunting Kyouka with what was to come. Well, if she wanted to win, she had to do it eventually. Kyouka let go of the tentacle and clamped her mouth down over the tip, sucking as hard as she could as she felt the purple cum shoot into her mouth, filling it to capacity. She swallowed hard as it released its bounty into her, thinking she was prepared for it. She wasn't. As soon as she swallowed the last of it, Kyouka's body climaxed in a way that made her tremble like an earthquake was ripping through the school, shaking the ground with an impossible magnitude.

"Nngh, oogh, guuhh!" she moaned out loud, rubbing the tentacle so fast it looked like it would start to smoke from the friction. Thankfully it was nice and moist so that wasn't an issue. This orgasm would cost her either way though. Her body got out of control for a moment, and bent forward, so her butt was lifted up in the air. The fourth tentacle decided now was the time to make it move. It slid around and gave a few meaty thwacks to her firm backside, which made Kyouka's legs twitch from the swats. "Oof, fuck," Kyouka said, trying to catch her breath. Okay, now she had all four tentacles occupied, it couldn't get any harder from here. Unless fate decided to do her in the butt just like tentacle number four had. "Nnngh!"

"Damn, ooh," she groaned as she felt the meaty tentacle start to slide into her rear. It had started off slowly at first, just prodding her entrance as the length of the tendril rubbed between her butt cheeks like a hot dog trying to find its home inside of a bun. However, this was a lot thicker, slimier, and meatier than any hot dog Kyouka had ever seen. When it went into her ass after several seconds of teasing, Kyouka's hand let go of the tentacle near her mouth so she could brace herself as her knees gave out. All at once, so many things happened that she had trouble processing it all. The tentacles let out two huge bursts of expanding cum into her breasts right when her ass was penetrated, and another dose slipped between her lips and slithered down her throat, making her body tingle with desire. Her whole body felt mildly electrified, and Kyouka only just now realized that continuing to swallow jizz which made her tits grow wasn't the smartest decision, it appeared to be changing her body from the inside-out, making her more sensitive. She should have known better, but it was too late to stop now. The purple tube was lodged between her soft lips as she continued to suck, and small bulges began to make their way down the innards to fill up her stomach once more.

"Oof, damnit," Kyouka muttered to herself over a mouthful of tentacle. She was starting to lose control of the situation, best demonstrated by how she was now leaning on her breasts as they were pumped up even further. It was hard to tell as her vision was a little blurred, but the bulges from the tentacles in her nipples seemed to be getting bigger with each load they squelched into her rack. But no, that would be ridiculous, she thought. If it wanted her that big to begin with, surely it would have gone right for the money shot and not wasted time with smaller doses. Unless of course, there was something preventing it from doing so. Something like, for example, Kyouka's body not being malleable enough because she hadn't swallowed enough weird purple slime. Now that she'd swallowed so much, her body was even more pliable, as shown by the way her nipples stretched to allow the bulging sphere of gunk to fill up her boobs. Kyouka had to regain control of the situation.

"Nnngh, oof, not so fast," Kyouka said, gulping down the last bit of cum in her mouth. She could have spit it out, maybe, but the thought didn't quite register in her head at first. It was only when another dose hit her boobs and she was pulled further forward that she realized her mistake. Her breasts absolutely dominated her figure now. Just one alone would have been larger than her torso. Her areolae were like pink plates on the massive spheres of her breasts, with her nipples so wide and expanded that they could have fit soda cans inside of them. The thought of a chilled, solid soda can getting wedged inside her breasts almost made her climax again, but she fought off the urge to relieve her urges with an orgasm. Her butt was lifted up high in the air like a female wolf waiting to get mounted. Luckily, tendril number four was already on task.

"Heh… don't think you're gonna win this," Kyouka said, squeezing the tentacle right near the tip where she thought it would be the most uncomfortable for it to be squeezed. Her other hand rested on her left breast, slowly moving it left and right to caress the soft, pillow mound. They really had gotten super sensitive, just a light rubbing would have been enough to get her nipples erect if they weren't constantly being plowed by purple phalluses. As soon as she squeezed the tendril and prevented it from releasing more goo into her throat, it started to back up. Kyouka smirked, thinking that if she held off until it was ready to explode, she could get control back. But it just kept building up a dose of slime, and her eyes widened in surprise. At first. Soon, her eyelids lowered again, and her face took on a pink sheen as she found her hips bucking to a rhythm she hadn't even noticed before.

The lone tendril that had slipped into her rump was releasing a steady stream of purple slime as well, and it felt even better than the fluids going into her mouth or breasts. Her butt was swelling and feeling better by the minute, but luckily the growth wasn't as quick as her breasts. It even had the decency to keep her skirt on, and just slid past her kinky skirt to penetrate her. Well, that was thoughtful she supposed. But good lord was the pleasure of getting her butt penetrated making it difficult to focus. She gulped, still tasting a tiny remnant of slime between her teeth. She stared at the tentacle in front of her mouth as the bulge got bigger and bigger. Despite herself, Kyouka began to salivate as she stared at the enticing tendril. She definitely couldn't swallow this, it would absolutely ruin her. The bulge was already as big as a basketball and still getting bigger.

"Nnngh, ohgh.." she groaned with soggy pleasure as another load was released into her boobs, pumping them up several more cup sizes. Not like a bra was anything she'd ever be able to wear at this point, but the concept of inches and feet was starting to lose meaning when her hooters would have reached past her knees if she was standing straight up. "Hnngh!" Oh, damn, that was a huge load that went into her ass right then. She looked back and saw the bulges going into her rear weren't starting off small. The tentacle monster was starting with large, dodgeball-sized spheres of spunk to plump her up. Her round ass had already lost all traces of firm muscle, forever hidden behind gigantic, wobbly spheres of adipose that stuck out a foot past her skirt. The flimsy garment may as well have been a belt for as much as it covered her backside. She could see it stretching to try and fit around her hips as well. It probably wouldn't last much longer. Another groan, and Kyouka's eyes began to water as she fought not to cum. She had to stay in control, had to win this fight! But as she stared at the twitching tube in front of her, the Dragon's willpower began to crumble. A strand of saliva fell from her lips as she stared at it with half-lidded eyes. Her mouth hovered over the tip, less than an inch away as her hand moved up and down, a few centimeters at a time. The bulge was gigantic, easily holding several gallons of cum. It was whipping around like a snake under attack, trying to get to its prey and failing constantly. Her grip managed to be tighter this time, so there wasn't even a drop that was wasted. Nothing escaped, as much as she knew the monster wanted to be freed from her hand and thrust into her mouth like the tendril was the last puzzle piece and her mouth was the only place it could fit. But she couldn't give in, even as the tentacle moved around so wildly that her fingers started to hurt holding onto it. She had to hold on, had to not give in, had to taste that delicious gunk once more, had to feel it slide down her throat with its drippy, sticky goodness and keep fucking her like it was trying to get her addicted to sex.

It had succeeded, as Kyouka let go of the tendril and shoved her greedy face onto the tip, groaning as gallon after gallon of the creature's cum filled up her mouth over and over. She swallowed dutifully, cementing that Kyouka had undeniably gone let things get out of hand. The dark-haired woman moaned as she felt the other tentacles speed up their own production in response to their victory of the young woman. The big lumps of expansion slime came quicker and in even larger amounts. Kyouka recognized this, but as she continued to swallow a steady stream of delicious, amazing slime, she realized that she really didn't give a damn. She may have lost this fight, but hell, she'd won the nonexistent contest for best fuck in history.

Kyouka continued to suckle on the tentacle in front of her as it changed tactics. It wasn't even thrusting into her lips anymore. Now it was just a constant flow of purple cum into her mouth. The bulges weren't rounded anymore as there was too much for the sphere shape to occur. Instead it looked like a spiral had formed in the violet tube which was drilling right down into Kyouka's body, like it was intending to permanently plant a seed in her core and mark her as its pet for all time. An unnecessary gesture, really, since Kyouka was having the time of her life now.

Her breasts were still growing at a steady pace as the tentacles pumped up her nipples with obscene amounts of slime. By this point, Kyouka's body could have easily filled up an entire hot tub with the amount of fluid she'd absorbed and swallowed. Her melons had gotten so large that she couldn't imagine anything being able to cover them up anymore. She'd felt them get heavier and heavier with each passing minute, and by the time they had gotten so large that her feet were lifted off of the ground, Kyouka willingly crawled onto her rack so she could better experience the softness they carried. It was like resting on a gigantic waterbed, as her boobs had a consistency like they'd been filled with the highest-quality jams.

Her greedy hands spent so long trying to reach of much of her enormous breasts as possible, a task that had been made impossible ages ago. But now that each breast was bigger than her entire body, Kyouka got even more turned on realizing the futility of her quest. It was ridiculous, and that made it all the sexier for the fighter-turned-fucktoy. Her body had become a gigantic hotbed of arousal, with nipples larger than her head, throbbing in all their pink glory for another dose of sweet, expanding goo that would make them larger still. The beast was happy to comply, content to keep filling Kyouka up even more. Part of her wished that the big, strongest tentacles that were filling her up could instead be used to satisfy her in other ways, but the sensation of being plumped up to such lewd, large sizes was so indescribably euphoric that she was genuinely fine either way.

"Mmm, mmph, mm!" Kyouka moaned with bliss as she felt her skirt and shoes get taken off of her by some of the smaller tentacles, which had the dexterity needed to remove the last articles of her clothing. Fine, she didn't need clothes anyway, they'd just get in the way. She felt a few of the small ones wiggle around near her thighs to try and get to her womanhood, but they were essentially blocked by the bulging tentacle right near her engorged rump. It was essentially cockblocking itself, but Kyouka hoped that soon it would move on to plowing her pussy like she desperately needed. She'd lost count of how many times she came, but if she felt this amazing just from breast and butt-play, she might go insane when her womanhood was finally penetrated.

"Ahhhmmmph," she cooed. Her stomach didn't seem to get full despite the large amount of goo she was sucking down. It was essentially her lifeblood at this point, fueling her and giving her the energy she needed to keep getting screwed. Then again, she was no longer an active part of this relationship. Her hands were content to stroke and pinch at the breast flesh nearest to her, adding a tiny bit of kindling to the raging fire beneath her legs. It was heavenly, swallowing this goo, getting her nipples plunged into every second, and feeling her ass grow until it looked like she'd been on a diet of pudding and cheese curls since she was five. Her rear was immense, and her thighs had swollen out as well. Kyouka would have thought the extra mass would have been nice so she could support her rear, but there was obviously no walking in her future, it just added to her sexy, overfilled look. Kyouka clenched her thighs around her massive breasts as her toes wriggled around, hanging several feet off of the ground. The ceiling of the bathroom was getting closer by the minute. Maybe if this beast kept filling her up, she'd break through. That would have been amazing, she'd no doubt be the biggest human ever on the planet if that happened. Oh, and others would be able to find her easier. That was a benefit, she supposed. Not really a high priority, though.

Kyouka moaned as another orgasm made her gigantic rear wobble. Each bouncing mass of pale, shiny fat was easily as big as a beachball. Her butt was immaculate, and the fat traveled down to her knees in a perfect curve, making it look like she had been sculpted by an artist with a fondness for more callipygian body types. It was still nowhere near the size of her breasts, though. Both butt cheeks pressed together wouldn't have even filled up a third of one boob, and the difference in size continued to grow as her breasts were filled. She supposed it made sense. She had a tentacle for each breast, but her butt cheeks had to share.

Kyouka laid her head down on her gigantic breasts and moaned happily, continuing to swallow in a daze of lust. Yes, she may have lost this fight, but what a way to end her streak. Instead of a blaze of glory, she'd gone out in a haze of lust and a one-woman orgy. Even if one of the other Dragons found her in this state, she wouldn't care at this point. Screw the school, being the number one sex toy of a living, thriving tentacle monster was way better than being the number one toughest girl on campus. In fact, Kyouka hoped that if she was found, one of her two rivals would be the one to find her. It would certainly be worth the shock and disgust on their faces when they saw what had become of the Dragon of Power. It would also be good to ensure Rintaro didn't see her like this. Poor Rintaro, any boy would have given their left nut just to witness such a sight. But if Rintaro would have seen this, he would have exploded. First in his pants, and then in his heart. That damn hentai syndrome. Kyouka took a deep breath as she swallowed another gallon, licking the tendril and her own lips as she thought of the virile young man. Oh well, as far as last things to see before a person croaked, Kyouka getting plowed four ways to Sunday on a massive pile of her own tits was definitely the best thing the haughty woman could think of.