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Tier List on how subtle they are when giving under desk blowjobs?

Maki will actually suck you off so sneakily that you won’t even notice until you cum your brains out down her throat~

Akane could be sneaky, but she doesn’t care to try. She won’t even bother being discreet as she squats underneath your desk and loudly sucks you off~

Junko is pretty good at not being noticed, but no one can miss the way you will cry out and squirm in pleasure as she drains your soul out of you cawk~

In a strange reversal of situation, Toko is actually very skilled at staying unnoticed, even while choking on a cock, while Jill is the one who can’t stay quiet as she slurps up your cum~

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miu realized she will forever stay a virgin and had a mental breakdown. she decides to cover up and to be very prude and professional from now on, she even wear glasses.

How did the rest of her class reacted, and how long since she was back on being a total slut who won't shut up about her body.

“I mean, it’s kind of sad…” Kaede said, looking troubled. She was talking with Shuichi about, what else, but the same thing as everyone else in the class.

Miu. Reading quietly. Covered from head to toe in clothes that might’ve looked conservative on someone less curvy than her, though they did precious little to contain her massive tits and ass. But even then, compared to her usual plunging cleavage and leather bands making her thicc thighs bulge obscenely, she looked prudish.

She’d even tied up her wild hair into a neat ponytail, and she’d begun wearing glasses Kaede was pretty sure she didn’t need- though if Miu had needed them before and not worn them, that was a whole other issue…

Kaede worried her lip for a moment, before turning back toward Shuichi. “Should we- do something?” She asked the Detective, who grimaced.

“I mean…” He sighed as Miu turned a page from her book, her face completely blank and calm. “Can we even do anything? It’s not like she’d let us help her…” He replied.

Kaede sighed at Shuichi’s response. “Yeah… But- we should still try!”

Shuichi grimaced again. “...Should we?” He asked carefully, making Kaede’s mouth drop open. “I-I mean- Look, Miu’s fine! Everyone’s happy to have Miu calm down, and are you really going to try and argue that Miu was doing well before?” Shuichi said quickly, and Kaede winced.

No, Kaede wasn’t about to pretend Miu had been a well-balanced individual before, but still… “This doesn’t feel right.” She replied, pouting.

She watched as Kokichi approached the reading blonde cockily, a smirk pulling at his lips as he prepared to say something- only to suddenly be yanked away by Tenko, whatever he’d been about to say smothered by the martial artist, who, just as everyone else in the room, seemed very invested in keeping Miu quiet and reserved.

Kaede frowned. No, this wasn’t right. Miu might not have been perfect, but now, she wasn’t Miu.

And Kaede wasn’t about to just let this slide.

She stood up from her seat, making Shuichi blink as the blonde stomped her way over to Miu. And before anyone could stop her-

She lunged forward, and nearly tackled Miu off her seat as she began hungrily making out with the blonde.

Miu’s cry of surprise was swallowed by Kaede’s kiss, as was her moan of pleasure as she forced her sweater up, freeing Miu’s tits for the other blonde to play with.

In moments, the two blondes were on the ground, making out and moaning whorishly as Kaede groped Miu’s lewd body as it deserved, under the eyes of all of their classmates.

It was only after several minutes of such a treatment that Kaede broke the kiss, leaving Miu panting and red-faced, drool covering her chin as she stared up at Kaede with hazy eyes.

“I’ll turn you back to normal Miu, even if I have to break you down and rebuild you from the ground up~” Kaede promised- but judging by the lewd whine the words pulled out of the inventor, she doubted she’d need to go that far~

After all, a slut like Miu could only hide her lewdness so far below the surface~

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Tierlist: Hina, since you get your massive bitch tits groped so often, why not make a tierlist on who's the best at groping and pinching your mommy milkers? Make sure to include details of who you love the most~

Byakuya only sees Hina as a walking pair of tits for him to play with. He’ll often use them as if they were stress balls, reading with one hand and making Hina cum her brains out with the other~

Junko loves giving Hina a ‘friendly greeting’ by spanking her tits hard enough to make her squirt in the middle of the classroom, in front of all her classmates~

Mukuro has a lot of experience with her busty sister, and Hina is nowhere as resilient as Junko is, leading to her being completely out-matched whenever Mukuro decides to have some fun with her.

Nekomaru’s massages are in large parts responsible for Hina’s tits turning so sensitive- something he often brags about and encourages his classmates to see for themselves~

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Magnaking asked: Danganronpa. Thicc Junko coming on to a Naive but Thicc Komaru. Junko is mildly annoyed that she’s just as innocent as her brother is. Lots of tit groping and other big tit stuff

(Express Prompt+ for Magnaking!)

Normally, Junko couldn't give less of a shit about some rando visiting Hope's Peak- unless they were here to start trouble of course.

But Komaru Naegi wasn't here for that. Makoto's younger sister wasn't even visiting Hope's Peak proper, simply waiting outside the school for Toko to come out, and probably walk her home or something equally asinine.

Junko didn't need to be the Ultimate Analyst to know that there was something unspoken between the two- something deeper than friendship. Anyone with eyes could tell as much.

But despite that fact, neither of the two girls had yet to make a move, which was actually what had prompted Junko's decision that evening.

"You must be Komaru!" Junko exclaimed 'happily' as she stepped out of the school, making the younger girl turn toward her in surprise- just in time to spot Junko as she threw her arms around her to give her a big hug~

She made sure to press their chests together as she did, the two pairs of tits squishing against one another at the impromptu hug, and Junko's grin widened for a moment.

Komaru, despite being an ordinary student, was far from flat- but Junko's girls had a way of making anyone seem small next to her~

"Oh my God! Junko Enoshima!?" Komaru squealed as she registered the face of the girl she was tit-to-tit with, a small blush coloring the cheeks beneath her wide eyes- not as much as Junko would've expected from this level of intimacy, but more than enough for her plan to work~

Right about now, Mukuro should find a way to make Fukawa look out the window to spot the pair of them as Junko stole away her crush before she could act on it~

"The one and only! And you're Makoto's little sister, right?~" Junko replied with a fake smile on her lips. "Though, 'little' might not be the most accurate description~" She teased as she pressed her chest against Komaru again, licking her lips as she felt their nipples pressing against one another-

Komaru giggled. "I know, right? Given how short he is, a lot of people actually think I'm the older sibling!" She replied, smiling innocently, and making Junko blink.

Huh?

Wait- No fucking way-

Junko ignored the vein throbbing in her neck as her hands left Komaru's back to instead slip between the two of them, before hefting the younger girl's chest. "I was more referring to these~" Junko said, hiding her annoyance as her fingers dug into Komaru's tits, making her giggle again.

"Oh! Well, I guess I am a touch more, womanly than girls my age, but you're even bigger than me! If anything, you're making me feel envious!" Komaru replied, completely unbothered.

Holy. Fucking. Shit.

She really was Makoto's sister.

No one except a fucking Naegi could think that groping was just a friendly gesture not worth even commenting on.

But no- This was completely fine.

After all, her goal here wasn't to fluster Komaru- it was to turn Fukawa's neurosis to eleven!

So, she let out a small laugh at Komaru's compliment. "You hardly have anything to be envious of~" Junko replied, shamelessly slipping her hands underneath Komaru's shirt to play with her tits directly, pinching and pulling at her hard nipples and making the girl gasp in pleasure. "Tits like these are really show off your worth~"

"Oh- That's very nice of you to say, Junko! I guess- ah!- a model would know about these things~" Komaru replied, a blush rising to her cheeks again, but Junko knew from experience that it had nothing to do with getting her phat nipples played with in public, or even how Junko had insinuated that her tits showed off what a slutty whore she was.

No, it was the naive embarrassment at being complimented 'sincerely' by a celebrity.

Junko could kill her.

But she wouldn't have to, given that, if she hadn't miscounted, then…

She grinned as she heard the door opening once more behind her, no doubt pushed open by a panicking Fukawa-

"I- I see you're being an eyesore as usual, Cow-maru…" The meek girl insulted, making Komaru squawk.

"T-Toko! C'mon, don't insult me in front of Junko!" She whined, stepping away from the blonde and toward the gloomy writer, not even bothering to fix up her shirt or cover up the thick nipples poking through the fabric of her top.

"Then stop being an eyesore, Ko-mare-u," she replied instantly, smirking lightly as the other girl whined again.

Junko's eye twitched as the two girls completely forgot about her as they talked, leaving her to seethe as she wasted her time trying to mess with them-

Whatever. This didn't matter at all. Sure, hurting Fukawa would've been fun, but she could do that in any dozens of way, and this had barely cost her anything except for time. Hell, learning that Komaru was just as useless as her brother might be useful intel for the future, so-

Junko blinked as Komaru squeaked loudly, making her look back up at the pair, only to stare at the girl's red-hot face.

She was blushing bright enough to glow, and her eyes were wide and staring down-

Where Fukawa had grabbed her hand.

"T-T-Toko!?" Komaru stuttered out, almost panicking, and prompting Fukawa to smirk again.

"Don't get any ideas. I just know that if I don't hold on to a ditz like you, you'll end up wandering off somewhere, chasing the first shiny thing you spot~" The girl, teased?

And Komaru's blush intensified somehow as she sputtered through half-aborted answers while she was pulled away from Hope's Peak, looking like a complete mess.

Junko's eye twitched again as Fukawa looked over her shoulder one last time to send her a smug look- before she started giggling uncontrollably at how thoroughly she'd been outdone!

Oh well- If she couldn't cause Fukawa's despair today, her own would have to do~

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Magnaking asked: Sequel to Naoto's Duty. Naoto 'attacks' a half-asleep Chihiro after he starts dozing off in front of his TV.

(Express Prompt+ for Magnaking!)

This is a sequel to this prompt <3

At some point, time and space ceased to have meaning to Naoto. 

She was much too busy taking cares of all these young boys to even worry about such things as were she was or how long it had been since she'd entered the TV World. 

Similarly, she completely forgot about her life outside of the TV World. Why would she care about her work, or school, or her friends, when there were so many boys that needed their Onee-san's help?

Not just in here, but out there as well.

Every so often, she would see a TV float on by, breaching through the fog to reach her, allowing her a glimpse of the outside world, which always caught her attention.

Not because she was curious or desired to escape of course- but rather because of what they showed her.

She didn't care about the world outside the TV World- but there was one thing there that she fixated on whenever it was presented to her. The only thing that could pull Naoto away from all the boys that constantly crowded her in the TV World.

Another boy~

Naoto drooled hungrily as she stared through a TV screen, in which she could see a young boy with short brown hair, wearing a skirt. He was nodding off slightly, his head bouncing on his neck as he tried not to fall asleep.

She licked her lips, reaching out for the TV, and grinned as her fingers slipped through the screen as if it wasn't there. She grabbed hold of the edges, and slowly pulled herself through, giggling as her naked tits caught in the frame for a moment- but only just. She had a similar issues when she tried to squeeze her wide breeding hips and phat ass through afterward, but nothing a profound desire to worship cock couldn't help her push through~

The boy blinked blearily at the sight of the buxom Onee-san appearing through his TV set. Maybe because of her unusual entry point. Maybe because she was naked, having given up wearing clothes a while back. Maybe because of the yellow fog that was spilling out onto his room's floor at the same time as her wobbling flesh- but whatever question his sleepy mind could've conjured was lost as he moaned softly at the feeling of Naoto's hands climbing up his legs, under his skirt and up to his cute cock~

It throbbed to life in her grip, proving that he needed her help, and she began languidly jerking him off, making him relax more and more in his seat. Naoto grinned as she flipped up his skirt, revealing the diminutive organ- only to suddenly slam her tits around it, making the boy squeal as he came instantly in between her milky tits.

But Naoto knew this wasn't enough. She could do even more to help the boy~

So, just like all those boys in the TV World had shown her, the fog that had creeped through the TV with her began floating up to Chihiro's lolling head, pressing against his ears as he moaned and mewled stupidly- and Naoto licked her lips as she felt his cock throb against her tits, more and more~

She eagerly smooched the head of it as it pushed through her tits, only to moan happily as it pushed into her throat slightly~ She wanted to stay there and make it push down her throat, but clearly, this boy had plenty of worries he needed to get rid off~

Instead, she popped her lips off his cock and began properly using her tits on the growing rod, the heavy sacs plapping loudly against the boy's lap as his cock grew and grew and grew~

Naoto licked her lips as she stared up at the monolithic cock. It was as tall as she herself was, and she was eager to properly take care of all of the insensate boy's worries as he giggled brainlessly to himself- though he was clearly still aware enough to appreciate Naoto's help given the whorish moan he let out when Naoto stood, easily wrapping both her tits and thicc thighs around his cock~

His hips bounced underneath Naoto as she used her whole body to worship the massive organ, mewling lewdly as she licked up the yogurt-thick semen that dribbled out of it with each body-rocking throb~ 

Each beat of the boy's heart made it twitch powerfully, sending Naoto's soft body jiggling as she eagerly pleasured him, making him gasp as he was rapidly pushed to a second orgasm mere minutes after the first~

And Naoto almost came herself as the boy howled in pleasure and dumped gallons of cum all over her body, the boiling hot seed slathering her naked body in the proof of her good work!~

The boy fell back in his seat, unconscious as Naoto eagerly cleaned up his spent cock- but as soon as she was done, she returned to the TV, leaving Chihiro- and the student population of Hope's Peak- to deal with the consequences of her actions. Thankfully, there were plenty of Onee-san's around him he could 'convince' to help him with his new cock~

Not that Naoto cared about any of that. Her job here was done, and she was eager to return to the TV World, where she had all the cock she could ever want, until she was called out again~

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Qetlani asked: Reality Warp: Celestia wakes up one day transported into a Stepfordized reality in which every girl is a blissfully submissive housewife to a man. She wakes up to the smell of breakfast next to Makoto in a luxurious bed. Examining the room, she finds it decorated with a picture of her and Chihiro in Brides dresses each hugging one of Makoto's arms. Before long, her presence in the new reality settles in as two conflicting sets of memories begin fighting for control. Before she can get a grip, Makoto begins to stir from his slumber.

(Express Prompt+ for Qetlani!)

Celestia didn't panic when she woke up in an unfamiliar bed.

Part of her calm came from her reflexively stiffling the panic that swelled inside her chest as she didn't recognize her surroundings- but part of it was also a vague sense of familiarity.

As if this wasn't the bed she expected to wake in, but one she was still familiar with.

Despite the fact that she very much was not.

Despite the fact that it felt as if she was.

Celestia frowned at the conflicting feelings, slowly opening her eyes to take in her location, only to blink rapidly as she saw that she was in a second-rate and cozy bedroom.

The walls were plain, and adorned with many, many pictures featuring herself and some of her classmates, more regularly Chihiro Fujisaki and Makoto Naegi~

Celestia almost flinched as she felt her heart flutter in her chest at the name. This was- She was-

Her eyes eventually found another picture frame on the nightstand next to her.

Her red eyes immediately froze as they landed on it, refusing to look away, her breath caught in her throat as she studied it like it held the secrets to eternal life.

It was a marriage picture. Her marriage picture.

Makoto was standing in the middle of the frame, grinning cutely, looking positively scrumptious in a white suit. She was standing next to him, wearing a black wedding dress, highlighted with copious amount of red lace. Her arm was looped in his, her ruby-red lips stretched into a happy smile as she looked down at him with pure adoration in her eyes. Her usual twin-tails had been replaced with a singular ponytail, highlighting her slight height advantage over him.

And on the other side of Makoto, stood Chihiro, clad in a white wedding dress. He was blushing intensely as he clung to Makoto's other arm, his white dress slightly less eye-catching than Celestia's, even as it made his flat chest look cute instead of boyish, and highlighted his wide hips as the dress flared out around him.

Of course, the dresses had been designed that way- after all, Celestia wasn't about to have her wedding be upstaged by what was essentially their maid, but Makoto, gentle soul that he was, had insisted that if Chihiro was going to take over some of her tasks as his wife, then he should also be married to him. And Celestia wasn't so cold as to deny that she did owe Chihiro for being so useful- not that she could refuse her Makoto anything anyway~

Celestia blinked as she saw the ring glinting on her finger as she was reaching for the picture to soak in the precious memories even more- only to freeze.

What- None of that was true. None of that had ever happened!

But she could remember all of it so vividly- but she could also remember events that proved that none of it was real- but-

Celestia almost flinched as she felt someone in her bed suddenly moving around, an arm wrapping itself around her middle as she was pulled back against his front-

"Good morning, Celes…" Makoto mumbled in her ear, and Celestia felt her lips stretch into a happy smile as she melted against her beloved Makoto~

"Good morning Makoto~" She replied, turning her head back toward him and happily receiving a good morning kiss.

Makoto was such a loving, kind soul~ Even half-asleep like this, he was radiating care and attention that had made Celestia's stone heart melt so many years ago- No, wait-

"Is Chihiro making breakfast?" He asked against her lips, and her nose twitched as she realized that, yes, he was. She could smell the scent of food wafting in from downstairs.

She chuckled. "You know he is~" She replied, only to sigh happily as he pressed another kiss to her lips.

"But I gotta remind you that he's helping," he said, smirking slightly, and Celestia felt her cheeks heat up.

"I might be your wife, Makoto, but I am not about to cook and clean when we can hire a maid," she replied, saying words that felt like a familiar refrain in her mouth despite not having ever thought of such things-

"Lucky you, we don't even have to hire one~" Makoto said, turning Celestia to face him properly, and the gambler's breath caught.

Makoto was just so cute, his hazel eyes so full of love and care-

"I love you~" 

The words slipped out of her mouth before she could even think them-

"I love you too, Celes~" Makoto replied, and this time, Celestia moaned as he pressed another kiss to her lips. She threw her arms around his neck, and deepened the kiss, hungrily pressing her tongue against his.

She panted after they broke the kiss. "I had a strange dream last night, Makoto~ One where we weren't married, and I was so lonely~" She explained, before pressing her body against his, feeling his morning wood press against her stomach. 

"Won't you reassure your loving wife?" She teased, and Makoto chuckled.

"Happily~"

Celestia moaned happily as Makoto got on top of her, and slid inside her awaiting nethers, a smile pressing against Makoto's as she let that nasty dream be drowned out by her blissful life as Makoto's wife~

The couple would have loving sex until Chihiro returned with breakfast, at which point they would eat while Chihiro got his own breakfast under the covers, either drooling out of Celestia's full womb, or fresh from Makoto's cock.

By the time it was time for the day to begin in earnest, Celestia would have completely forgotten about that strange dream. And she would be all the happier for it~

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Tier list of those that can steal Sonia from Gundham? Because why not.

Akane’s wild nature makes her an unexpectedly good match against Sonia, easily plowing through the princess’ defenses and ‘conquering her’. 

On the other end of the spectrum, but just as effective, is Byakuya playing into Sonia’s nature as a princess and forcing her to acknowledge how much better of a match he would be for her, almost conceptually charming her with his wealth and lineage.

Gonta would strike a nice balance between the two and make him primo King of Novoselic material, but a true gentleman would never try and break up a couple! 

Chiaki could steal Sonia away by accident. The gamer could accidentally lie down or sit on Sonia to game, and not notice until the princess was completely addicted to the nonchalant gamer’s curves~

Ibuki’s issue isn’t with making Sonia cheat, but with possibly becoming Queen of Novoselic, which would be way too much of a hassle just for pussy :P

Junko could steal anyone from anyone. She is just that good.

If Jill so much as looked at Sonia, the blonde would beg to be stolen away by the serial killer~ Sadly for her, Jill isn’t very interested in 1. Girls 2. Older women 3. Fans :P

Komaru would somehow steal Sonia away through some convoluted adventure involving ghosts and serial killers, at the end of which Sonia would be madly in love with her, and Komaru would feel bad about stealing her away, but not bad enough to turn her down~