Necessary Actions
13 Sentinels Aegis Rim Prompt: In 1976, Chihiro Morimura doesn't inject the signal suppressing nanomachines into Nenji Ogata's bloodstream with a dart gun, the D-Code proving resistant to that particular vector. It is instead given to him through sexual intercourse. Even as she debases herself pinning him down and riding his dick, assaulting this confused little boy with the obscene sight of her bouncing tits and an experience that was sure to scar him for life, Morimura tells herself that this had to be done in order for all of them to survive.
Necessary Actions
Chihiro's tits had bounced out of her black latex catsuit. She knew that she should have zipped them up, especially if she was going to be doing so much activity. It was probably too late now. And Ogata was staring at them with quite a look on his face. Once he hit puberty, he was either going to be extremely attracted to very large breasts or extremely attracted to very small breasts. There was no other real option, frankly. Though that was the least of Chihiro's concerns right now. She just kept on bouncing on the young boy's cock, wrapping her tight pussy around it as she lifted herself up and down along it over and over again. He might be young but he was still quite capable of responding to the touch of a woman, at least. That was a real stroke of luck, given the interference she had gotten with the dart gun. If she hadn't been able to upload the code like this, she didn't know what she would have done. It was feeling rather good for herself, Chihiro had to admit. There was a pleasure rising and rising inside of her, every time she went down along the cock and felt it rubbing against her insides. She panted as she went, bouncing and bouncing again and again. Not that her orgasm was the point of all of this. For that matter, even his orgasm wasn't the point of this. Though it did seem likely that he was going to reach it around the time the codes were integrated. She shook her head, ash-blonde hair whipping through the night air as she kept on bouncing. Sometimes it was like the universe had a sense of perverse humor to it. Whether it did or didn't, she still had to keep on going. Chihiro reached down and grabbed her large breasts, firmly squeezing them and toying with her mounds as she rode the boy. He had such wide eyes as he looked up at her. He was getting a lot out of this, even if he didn't know it right now. It was all for the best, at least. And she kept on going, sinking down and feeling the hard cock rubbing against her insides, stroking her inner walls and making her coo softly as she felt the way she was getting stirred up. It was always a nice bonus when she could get a bit of pleasure out of her tasks, even if this wasn't how she had expected the night to go. Riding a preteen boy like this- well, it wasn't the worst thing she had done and it wasn't the worst thing she planned to do, either. Ogata moaned and his cock spasmed inside of her, shots of seed pouring into her pussy. And just in time. The code had finally meshed with him and was ready to go. Perfect timing. And if that left Chihiro worked up and needy, feeling the semen oozing out of her pussy? Oh well. She'd just have to deal with that some way or the other. "I know you won't tell anyone about this," she said, leaning down to stroke Ogata's hair (his current haircut was so much better than that ridiculous pompadour he'd be wearing in a decade) and cheek. "This is all just a dream." And quite likely to inform his later dreams once he hit puberty in all sorts of strange ways, of course. Well, there was nothing to be done about that. If for no other reason than that Chihiro still had so much more work left to do.












