#junkoenoshima18

[thelewdpokemanik]

Makoto-chan and Junko-cyan are getting too awfully close recently... Is Kyoko gonna do anything about this?~

(Express Prompt for Pen! Thank you for your patronage <3)

Kyoko glared at Junko as the bimbo pressed her disgusting tits against poor Makoto’s side. 

The poor boy was blushing up a storm, no doubt too shy to tell the whore to get those awful things away from him. Just look at him! All that fat tit flesh, pressed up against his skin, nearly pinning him in place as Junko leaned against him. 

Fake tits too, no doubt! Junko was a model after all, and it would be just like her to get stupidly huge implants just to bully Makoto! Kyoko scoffed as she crossed her arms, her glare redoubling in intensity. As if Makoto would care about useless, fake tits. He deserved only the best, natural assets for him to play with. Why would he want to see such lies, forget being forced to touch them!

Kyoko’s teeth gritted as Junko laughed, her tits jiggling against Makoto’s face, before throwing her arms around his shoulders and pressing him in between her tits! As if the boy was just a cock for her to titfuck!

Makoto struggled in her grip, moaning crying out for help! Meanwhile, Junko shot her a triumphant look- as if she’d actually accomplished anything!?

Alright, that was enough! Kyoko was putting a stop to this right now.

The detective stomped her way over to Junko, ignoring the way the blonde’s grin was growing wider and wider. Did she think that she was going to win whatever confrontation they were about to have here?

Well, she was wrong.

Because Kyoko knew for a fact that Makoto would prefer her impossibly phat all natural dumptruck of an ass instead of Junko’s plastic-filled, useless fake tits!

In fact, she was going to prove it, right here, and right now!

And with determination burning in her heart, Kyoko ignored whatever Junko had been about to say, instead pivoting on her heel, and parking her ass directly into Makoto’s lap, making the boy groan as his bottom half was suddenly buried under tons of phatty flesh~

Kyoko grinned as she felt his erection pushing against her ass, before shooting Junko a smug look as she shimmied her hips, making Makoto moan as she settled in deeper into his lap, only for Junko to scoff and shake her head.

“Stupid bitch thinks she’s proving a point when he was already that erect from my tits first.” She said, and Kyoko glared back.

“Excuse you? One of us is actually capable of pleasuring Makoto here, and it clearly isn’t the barbie doll.”

“Oh really~” Junko said with a smile that was all teeth, before pushing her gigantic tits even closer together, encasing Makoto into a tit-coffin, leaving only the top of his ahoge peeking through.

Kyoko’s eye twitched as she felt his cock throb against her, but no. That was all her, she knew it! But just to reassure herself-

Kyoko began twerking in Makoto’s lap, making sure he could hear the deafening clap-clap-clap of her ass cheeks through Junko’s fake tits, and she knew that now, his erection was absolutely because of her ass.

Though of course, that only prompted Junko to prove that she was the best at pleasuring Makoto, prompting Kyoko to prove that she was actually the best-

And some people try and say Makoto isn’t that lucky~

[femboybrothel]

(💬 + a rumor and my muse will react to it.) Alex, heard something about you lobbying to have 'ultimate whore' added to your talent list, alongside a few videos of you having fun with Makoto and Kaede. Any truth to that?

"Of course it's not true! Im a chemist not some whore to be used by the studs of the academy" Alex said defiantly. Kaede and Makoto approached him as he said this. They were both groping one cheek while they made him grab their cocks that was throbbing in their pants.

As if on cue, Junko was playing a video that she herself recorded. It was played on every tv throughout the academy. Alex was the star, he was on his knees, naked, as he was surrounded by the three studs everyone seemed to lust over. Kaede was behind him, her massive cock throbbing against his massive ass. Makotos and Junkos throbbing bulges pressed against his face while junko swung a pendulum back and forth, Alex's eyes followed it beautifully. His turquoise eye was now a black and white hypnosis induced trance.

"Now, little bitch, what do you want?~" Junko asked with a seductive tone as her bulge throbbed against the femboy chemists face "I want your dicks!" Alex said drooling "I want to be filled with the biggest cocks Hope's peak has and I want to be the ultimate whore!" Alex begged as he rubbed his face against the bulges of the ultimate hope and despair. How could they deny such willing participant~

Alex's throat was immediately filled with Hope Cock, his throat bulging as Makoto wasted no time thrusting into the chemists throat, using it as his own cocksleeve. Kaedes dick was thrusted deep into the boys asshole. Everyone watched as Alex was spit-roasted by the two studs of Hope's Peak.

Alex reality was as red as a tomato as he could no long deny the rumors. Alex was groping Kaedes and Makotos bulges as was led to a large room where Junko was waiting while everyone watched the video of the ultimate whore getting stuffed.

[thelewdpokemanik]

What would have happened if Junko, when he tried to kill Makoto instead of finding him weak and sick, found him under the influence of an aphrodisiac?

Kyoko jolted awake in the middle of the night, a shiver shooting down her spine.

Something was happening.

Someone was going to die.

She knew it deep in her soul, and before she was even properly awake, she was jumping out of bed, and rushing out of her room, still wearing only her lingerie. But there was no time to worry about inconsequential things like that.

She quickly scanned the empty hallway, but found nothing out of place. The school was just as silent as it ever was at night.

But Kyoko’s instincts wouldn’t let up. Something was happening, just out of sight.

In one of the rooms then. And if something was up in a room, then the most suspicious room was Makoto’s, which the boy hadn’t exited yesterday.

Kyoko’s bare feet slapped silently against the cold floor as she rushed to his room door, and turned the doorknob-

Only to find it locked.

Makoto didn’t lock his door.

Kyoko cursed, before reaching into her cleavage, and pulling out Monokuma’s skeleton key, and unlocking the door, before shouldering it open-

A wall of sex slammed into her, making her eyes flutter and her womb weep.

She moaned lewdly as her knees wobbled, and she only stayed up thanks to her grip on the doorknob.

She was nearly knocked on her ass by the sight in front of her.

Makoto Naegi was completely naked, his body dripping with sweat as he hammered his giant cock in an out of a slutty girl’s body. She was face-down, ass-up, a familiar head of blonde hair pressed into Makoto’s pillow by the boy in question, one hand gripping her scalp, the other holding on to her phat ass like he was riding a bull.

Kyoko gaped at the scene. But not because Junko was supposed to be dead- that barely even registered.

She was staring at the junction of the two’s sex, watching transfixed as Makoto’s cock was somehow swallowed again and again by Junko’s hungry cock, no doubt helped along by the generous lubrication she was providing.

Under Kyoko’s gaze, the bimbo came once more, her pussy gushing her juices all over Makoto’s cock and bed helplessly as she was rutted by the beast.

La petite mort.

Kyoko only had a moment to appreciate the word play before Makoto roared as he unloaded gallons of cum into Junko’s womb, turning the girl into an overly inflated condom in seconds.

And when that cock was pulled out and pointed at Kyoko, all the Detective could do was moan whorishly and be thankful for her instincts~

[thelewdpokemanik]

Let's see... Since I'm me, what about a Tier List of how many babies the girls would have with Makoto?

Notes:

Makoto loves breeding. He'll never say no to a girl who wants to get pregnant w/ his kids, and will keep trying to breed the bois :P

Mukuro is actually out of this world. She's never been pregnant w/ less than triplets, and will often reach five or six kids at once. Her pregnancies are also unnaturally fast, lasting only half as long as a regular one. No matter how much the others seethe in jealousy, they simply can't compete. How or why this is is a mystery to everyone, including Mukuro. She's just thankful for it and doesn't care why.

Hiyoko, Kyoko and Sonia only want the one kid for heirship reasons.

Himiko loves how she looks pregnant, and doesn't actually care about having kids. She just wants to look that voluptuous as often as possible.

Junko refuses to have Makoto's kids because she is worried that she will end up exactly like her sister. She wouldn't hate it, mind, but she still has too much she wants to do to devote her whole life to breeding just yet. But maybe one day~

[thelewdpokemanik]

Makoto casually eating and mocking an unwilling Junko, and then showing off his gains to a love-strucked Mukuro, bragging about how he digested her sister into butt fat.

Makoto giggled to himself happily as he kneeled on the floor. He felt quite happy with himself, after all.

"C'mon, Junko~" He teased, patting his swollen belly, where he could see Junko's head protruding through his skin. "Your plan's about to fail, you know?~"

Junko's plan- Makoto had stumbled upon it by pure luck.

Bringing about the end of the world, trapping his friends, having them kill one another-

All in the name of despair.

At first, he'd been horrified, but he quickly realized that he would need to do something now if he wanted to stop Junko. He couldn't call for help. Couldn't try and come up with a plan.

All he could do was listen to his instincts, and lie in wait in Junko's room. And the second the blonde had stepped inside, Makoto had tackled her to the ground, and swallowed her whole, barely even taking the time to taste the model's skin as he stuffed her down his stomach.

And just like that, he had saved his friends and the world.

And he'd been riding that high ever since~

He giggled again as he massaged his stomach, feeling it rumble at it worked hard to digest Junko's curvaceous body. "Hm~ Even if I wasn't saving the world, eating you just to feel you filling my stomach might've been more than worth it~" He mused, licking his lips as Junko struggled inside of him, making him gasp as he was stretched, but-

Makoto smiled. "Getting tired? That wasn't as strong as last time~" He teased, only for his smile to widen as Junko's reply was completely inaudible, her weak words no longer able to be heard over his gurgling stomach~

Good. Nothing Junko had to say had any value, after all~

And soon, Junko couldn't even speak anymore as her body lost more and more cohesion inside of him, turning into an amorphous blob of girlmeat that Makoto couldn't help but massage, helping his stomach get rid of the useless girl.

Though, not completely useless~

Makoto sighed pleasurably as he felt his thighs and ass pressing harder and harder against his pants as all of Junko was relocated there. Beyond the knowledge that Junko was dealt with and that Makoto had saved his friends, eating Junko just felt good, leaving his cock hard and throbbing in his tightening pants as his stomach slowly shrunk and loudly gurgled.

He grinned as he looked over his shoulder as the door opened, revealing a gaping Mukuro.

"Mukuro!" He called happily as he saw her eyes sink down to his ass and stay there. "Like the new look?~" He teased, shaking his tush and giggling as Mukuro moaned in response.

Mukuro had always loved his ass, and now?~

"I took care of your sister, and in exchange, my ass grew even phatter~" He told her, and she didn't even react, completely entranced by his wobbling cheek. "Before she was gone, she told me you helped her, so you've got two choices, Mukuro~ Either you show me just how happy you are that Junko's gone and how much I can trust you, or you can join her down there, so you can be together forever as my ass fat~"

Makoto licked his lips as Mukuro moaned at his words.

He didn't care which option she chose, but if she didn't pick soon, he might do it for her~

[thelewdpokemanik]

Well, if himbos are possibly on the table, I've always liked the idea of Bimbo Junko seducing Makoto and turning him into a himbo, especially if he'd end up a gyaruo (Is that the male term for a gyaru? I think so) Anyways, thanks for answering my ask! Love your stuff!

“A-Are you sure that this is necessary, Junko? I mean- I like the look I have, you know?” Makoto uncertainly tried to explain to Junko, who giggled in response- which was exactly the answer he’d expected.

“C’mon, Mako-kun~ You have the Ultimate Fashionista offering you a free makeover, and you’re going to refuse? I’m going to make you into a total hottie~” Junko said as she hugged his arm tightly to her side as she dragged him along, making Makoto blush as he felt her heavy bust pressing against him as she did.

“I mean- I appreciate the offer, Junko, but…” Makoto’s words trailed off as he tried to say ‘I don’t think I’d like wearing what you think is hot’ without insulting the blonde- only for his train of thought to be derailed as Junko spun on her heel and hugged Makoto tightly, making his eyes bulge out as his head was pressed into her mountainous tits.

“Yes! Don’t worry, Mako-kun, you won’t regret it!” She declared as she pressed his face into her tits.

Makoto weakly struggled against her grip, trying to free himself and actually breathe- but it was no use.

Junko easily carried Makoto along, completely ignoring his weakening struggles as less and less oxygen reached his brain. He could almost feel his neurons slowly being asphixiated as his face was pressed deeper and deeper into Junko’s boobs, his eyes rolling into the back of his head as his body fell limp- before gasping suddenly as he was released.

He panted heavily as fresh oxygen suddenly filled his lungs, his eyes blinking hard as light suddenly reached them again, only to slowly spin on himself as he realized Junko had dropped him inside somewhere.

Was this, a salon?

He blinked slowly as Junko nearly ripped his clothes off as she pushed him into a chair. “This place is great! These chairs do everything~ Haircuts, tanning, body modification-” Whatever she’d been saying was cut off as a heavy helmet fell over Makoto’s head, making him blink again.

Wait, that all seemed like a lot-

“Ok, so, I just set this to that, and that to this- Hm. Makoto needs a lot of help, so I’ll push this a little higher…” Makoto heard Junko’s muffled voice through the helmet, and he tried to speak up.

“J-Junko, are you sure that you should be the one to- uh- to- toooooooooooo…” Makoto’s voice trailed off as the chair suddenly began heating up, engulfing his whole body in an intense, but pleasant heat, his head included.

His poor, oxygen-deprived brain began being cooked by the heat, literally melting away his intelligence as he fell limp into the chair, powerless to even think of a way to free himself, especially once his motive to try and do was turned into pink, pleasurable mush.

It was only after nearly an hour of having his brain be cooked that the helmet was lifted, and Makoto blinked slowly as light hit his eyes once more.

“Oooh~ You look so good like this, Mako-kun!” Junko said as she walked closer to him, making Makoto- Mako-kun blink again, slowly.

He looked down at himself, staring down at his now lightly browned skin through the blonde hair now falling in front of one of his eye. For some reason, the way his arms were bulging against the chair’s armrests and his well-defined chest seemed, unfamiliar, despite it being his own body.

“I- I do?” He asked, and Junko nodded, smiling happily and making Mako-kun smile in turn.

“You do! And just wait until we get some good clothes on you- you’ll look perfect for our date this evening!” Junko said, and Mako-kun found himself nodding along, already having forgotten his previous reticence, or the fact that he hadn’t know that the pair had a date planned.

He smiled doppily. “If it’s your idea, then it’s bound to be fun, Junko-chan~” He answered, making Junko giggle, which made Makoto smile even wider.

He was so lucky to have a fun girlfriend like Junko~

[thelewdpokemanik]

Junko's secret plan was a success. Sure, she was fat on Makoto's growing booty, a despairful end~, but she gave him a taste for it, knowing the Boi won't be able to resist eating more, getting sexier, and getting fucked~

Truly Makoto was lucky it was him, he could've been on the menu, but now Hope's Peak is his personal Harem and Buffet~

This is a sequel to this prompt <3

If Junko had a mouth, she would be giggling right now.

But given that she was currently Makoto's ass fat, all she could do was stew on the bubbling sensation of schadenfreude. Though, some might wonder how Junko could even feel anything given she'd been eaten and digested.

But Junko had simply taken precautions to make sure she would remain aware even once Makoto had eaten her to make sure she could enjoy the show- not to mention the delicious despair of being reduced to this form~

Because Junko had planned for all of this to happen.

She'd made sure to leave her room unlocked for Makoto to stumble into, had left subliminals playing to guide his solution to her plan, and had even made sure to struggle against Makoto as he ate her, all to sell the illusion.

All to lead to this particular scenario~

Makoto groaned happily as Asahina struggled in his throat. The swimmer's thicc thighs were sticking out of his mouth straight up into the sky as Makoto languidly swallowed her down, letting gravity do most of the work.

"M-Makoto, please! You don't need to do this!" The dark-skinned girl cried, kicking her powerful legs as she tried to escape, and Junko would've moaned at the despair in her voice had she been able to~

Instead, Makoto did it for her as the swimmer sank down another few inch into his swollen stomach- though a part of his pleasure was definitely her bitch of a sister making out with his asshole as she did.

Junko could've gagged as she felt Mukuro lovingly try and make out with her, and she could've cum as her sister betrayed her to instead worship the boi who'd eaten her. She didn't even know Junko was aware- She believed Makoto had killed her, and here she was, worshipping him slavishly.

Not to mention obeying him loyally~

Makoto giggled drunkenly as Hina's legs finally disappeared down his throat, a shoe slipping off as they did, only to bounce on his large stomach. It was insanely swollen with Hina's addition, and judging by her muffled screech of panic, she'd just found whatever remained of Sayaka and Celestia, no doubt.

Well, whatever remained that hadn't already joined Junko in his ass, leaving it so phat that pants were now a thing of the past, much to Mukuro's pleasure.

"Hmm~" Makoto moaned as he massaged what he could reach of his stomach. "You tasted so good, Hina~" He sighed, prompting Mukuro to suddenly sit up straight.

"Are you still hungry, Makoto?" She asked, making Makoto blush as his stomach rumbled loudly as it churned Hina.

"I- I mean, I should probably take a break…" He mumbled, and Junko could've cackled as Mukuro began massaging his stomach lovingly, making him gasp.

"Are you sure? I'm sure Kyoko will be here soon to look for her classmates- and she might bring Shuichi along with her. Doesn't that sound good? Two brainy detectives at the same time?" Mukuro encouraged, and Makoto moaned as his stomach rumbled loudly, his digestion speeding up at the thought.

Junko could've moaned as she felt the cheeks she was inhabiting throb with the girlmeat that was making them grow~

Makoto licked his lips. "I guess I could go for dessert~" He agreed, and Mukuro smiled happily, before getting ready to incapacitate the detectives when they arrived.

Junko's plan to bring about the end of Hope's Peak was going perfectly~

[thelewdpokemanik]

When Gonta gets morning wood it's considered a safety hazard. Due to how freakishly big his caveman dick as is, not helped by how aggressive he gets while horny.

Are there any girls who will help make the school safer by taming the gentleman's urges? Or do they get tamed in the process?

“Oh, plenty of them tried their best, I’m sure.” Junko said with a face-splitting grin. She was leaning against the door to Gonta’s room, and she made no effort to speak up above the monstrous sounds of bed-breaking sex sounding behind her. Every other word was buried under Gonta’s roars of pleasure or a girl’s high-pitched squeal or scream.

“Sadly, there just isn’t any taming that monster cock. And honestly, once a girl is locked in there with it, they barely even try. Something about being fucked by a cock as big as your arm has a way of turning you into a slut it seems~” Junko explained nonchalantly, shrugging her shoulders, even as the walls shook with Gonta’s roar, almost completely drowning out the feminine scream of pleasure underneath it.

“Nowadays, we just run a lottery to see who has to wake him up in the morning. Today was my turn, but I actually have value and how I spend my day matters, so I forced Mukuro to take my turn. Uggo can afford to get fucked into a puddle- real people actualy have things in their schedule.” Junko said with a nasty grin, before standing up and stretching her back out, making her chest nearly pop out of her uniform.

“Anyway, I’m gonna jet. Mukuro can keep Tarzan busy, and maybe I’ll remember to pick her up once classes are over. If not, well, I’m sure the girls will be happy to know Gonta’s already taken care of for tomorrow morning too.” Junko explains as she begins walking away, only for her to freeze.

The room was silent.

“Shit.” Junko cursed, before sprinting away- but she didn’t make it two steps before the door was slammed open, and a gigantic, muscled arm shot out of it, grabbing onto her waist. You barely had the time to see Junko’s expression of panic before she was single-handedly pulled into the room despite her vocal protests.

She was kicking and clawing at Gonta’s nude form, but he didn’t seem to even notice. He slammed her down on his bed, on top of her comatose sister, not even noticing as Mukuro’s overflowing holes gushed with the increased pressure. Junko’s panties were ripped off her, and her protests were cut off as Gonta sheathed himself inside her pussy completely, making her stomach bulge obscenely.

Junko froze as he did, her mouth opening into a silent scream, her eyes opening wide to stare down at their joining-

Until they rolled into the back of her head as her cunt spasmed, spraying Gonta’s chest with her cum, her body falling limp atop her sister’s. 

Not that Gonta cared.

He was already using the blonde like an onahole, forcing her orgasming body up and down his monstrous cock, and you decided to flee the scene before he saw you.

Seems like Gonta would be taken care off tomorrow morning after all~