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Chika was engrossed in the contents playing out on her laptop. “Mnghhh ♡... Come on, crush that little pussy... ♡! Smash her against the wall ♡...” Both her hands were inside her panties, mercilessly abusing her hole with her black dildo while pinching her clit. “That girl is so small... Come on, take it... ♡!”

On the screen was a porn video involving her favorite male actor: Big Mike. He was a tall, enormously muscular black man who acted exclusively in JAVs, residing in Japan. With practically no foreign male pornstars in the country, that alone made him special.

However, it went much further than that. ‘This guy’s dick is the best! It’s the biggest thing in the world...! I love seeing these Asian girls getting destroyed by his huge dong ♡! Why does it have to be censored…?!’ Increasingly excited, Chika ramped up the intensity of her thrusts, nearing climax. The loud squishing sounds barely bothered her when she was so close to release. ‘She won’t be moving for days...! Mnghhh... ♡! Cumming... ♡!’

Her entire body trembled as an intense orgasm washed over her. As usual, she was forced to stop moving the toy because her insides clamped down too hard. ‘I wish I could keep going... ♡! He never stops fucking them when they’re cumming in the videos! That’s probably because he’s so thick that they can’t pin him down! Plus, with that huge ass and those huge legs... Ah, I want him to fuck me... I want that huge black cock in me... I want to see it…!’ She unintentionally drooled.

Chika was not a typically vulgar woman. In fact, she was a virgin and nobody would describe her as promiscuous, despite her big frontal and rear assets. She did not think of herself as a vulgar woman either.

...Except when she was all alone watching interracial porn, which almost exclusively involved fucking herself with her favorite dildo while watching Big Mike obliterating Asian pussies.

He had a sizable catalog of JAVs. From the little she gathered from his scarce interviews, Big Mike started his career with more crude porn, namely non-consensual fetish videos. As a big black guy, he was cast in all sorts of stereotypical plots.

Very quickly, though, he built a following not with men, but with women. The non-consensual videos hardly worked: His female co-stars often melted in pleasure under him very early on into the scenes, ruining the whole fantasy that they were being forced into it. ‘I mean, that’s super easy to understand... If I got that guy anywhere near me, I’d do anything to have a turn!’ Still riding on the high from the orgasm, she could easily degrade herself in her mind; The moment it passed, Chika would blush at the mere thought of sex.

Because of Big Mike’s large female following constantly complaining online, he started being cast in sensual, romantic videos of much higher production value. Western porn studios tried to bring him over many times, though without success.

‘Ah, that was great...’ Chika wrote an extensive review praising the excellent video and Big Mike. ‘Oh, wait… I already left a review last month… Oh, another one the month before too… Wait, I left one a year ago? What? Did I seriously say that?! Past Chika has awful takes!’ She mentally insulted her previous reviews, though one thing inevitably called her attention: Every single review agreed on Big Mike’s awesomeness.

Satisfied that Past Chika was not a COMPLETE idiot, she closed the many porn tabs and cleaned her big black dildo with a tissue. “There you go, Little Mike. Good job, good job... congratulations on stretching me out.” She pet it lightly and then hid it under her cushion.

With a big smile on her face, Chika took her pillow, buried her face in it, and…

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!” …Let out an obscene, muffled scream of shame against it.

It was her way of venting how embarrassed she was for being so obsessed with a porn actor whom she would never even meet. ‘Why am I part of ten different online fan clubs?! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh!! How could I even think so many dirty words in my head?! I'm just a pure, innocent princeeeeeess!!!’

Like every time, Chika mentally crucified herself. She had enough self-awareness to know that if anyone discovered how much she was into Big Mike, she would need to change countries and identities due to pure embarrassment. Still, despite the intense bashfulness, she would be going through the entire same process in just a few hours; Just with a different video, most likely.

‘Ah, whatever… Everyone has their weird thing, right? It’s not like this will ever affect me in real life…’

“Chika.” Her father knocked on the door to her room. “May I come in?”

She looked around to make sure no evidence of her indiscretions was available. “Sure, come in, dad!” It took very little time for her to transform from a degenerate porn consumer to her typical eccentric, bubbly, smiley self.

Apparently, because of recent threats made to close relatives of theirs, Chika’s father decided to hire a personal bodyguard for her. Considering her family was mostly politicians and diplomats - including an ex-Prime Minister - it was not an unreasonable thing.

Most people might find such a thing uncomfortable or invasive, but not Chika. She was a curious adventurer, seeking the unknown. Depending on the bodyguard's personality, this was a great opportunity to have fun.

“Follow me, then. He is a trustworthy man. Please build a good relationship with him.”

“Sure!” Her mind raced to think of what tabletop game she should try to cheat against him first - purely to test his ‘bodyguarding skills’, of course.

The moment she entered the living room, her eyes landed on the man. It was a comically easy thing to do, considering his hulking size and height.

There was just one problem: It seemed that Chika had broken her brain from watching too much porn. ‘Ah, this is a big problem. I guess I need a neurosurgeon now. Oh, well.’ She turned around and left with a frozen smile on her face, ignoring her father and the bodyguard’s confusion.

Chika closed the door behind her, booted up the computer, opened the porn video she had just watched, and left an essential message to all future viewers.

‘Please don’t watch this video too much. It has broken my brain. I now see apparitions of Big Mike wearing a suit in my living room. Send this to 10 women or Big Mike’s ghost will haunt you as well.’

Chika wiped the cold sweat on her forehead, proud for saving other fans.

…And then she removed her lower clothes and started lightly touching herself to the video again, fully ignoring her own life-changing counsel. Seeing Big Mike in her living room, so close to her, woke up all sorts of lewd desires in her heart.

“Chika? May I come in?” The bodyguard knocked on the door. He had a deep voice.

‘Ah, he even sounds like Big Mike! Isn’t that just crazy? Hahaha…’

“I’m coming in, okay…?”

Her mind maintained a full state of denial until her eyes accidentally gazed upon the bulge between the legs that were wandering into her room.

‘Oh. It IS him.’

…

“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!” With an epic rush of adrenaline injecting itself into her bloodstream, Chika leapt for the door and pushed it against his leg like a mindless animal.

The black male porn actor of her dreams was genuinely in her house, wearing a suit, now hired to be her bodyguard. If he came in, he would find her lower body bare and wet; Plus, there was literal porn of him playing on her monitor.

Her mind would collapse from shame if that happened.

“I-is everything okay?! Did I do something…?” The man was nervous.

“I-it’s okay…! Hahahahaha…! I'm just sleepy, so…!”

“It’s just that you left the living room without even talking to me…”

“That’s because I’m REALLY sleepy! And I don’t feel well! I have the worst case of diarrhea!” Speaking out of deranged anxiety, she said the first nonsense that came to mind.

“Ah… You have a bathroom in your bedroom?”

“...No.” Chika committed suicide dozens of times in her own head.

“...Okay.” He paused, making Chika mentally kill herself a few more times. “Your father had to leave because of an important meeting, but I wanted to introduce myself. My name is Mike and I’ll be your bodyguard from now on. You can always count on me to keep you safe and help with whatever you need, alright?”

Chika was surprised by how well-spoken the man was, contrasting with the lewd dirty talk of the porn videos – even the less fetishized ones. “Whatever I need...?”

“In terms of safety, I mean. It’s not like I’m smart enough to tutor you on-”

‘Whatever I need...?’ Chika no longer heard him. Spurred by the emotional spiral of the situation, she let herself fall butt-first on the floor and looked at the computer monitor. The video was still playing, though without audio.

Right now, in it, Big Mike was mercilessly proneboning a tiny Asian girl with big breasts and a fat ass. Ripples traveled across her flesh every time his body descended on her rear. Ridiculous volumes of semen splashed out each time he thrust in to make space for his big black cock.

Chika's main point of focus was the ecstasy on the pornstar’s face. Though she loved visually worshipping Big Mike’s excessively masculine physique, it turned her on even more knowing seeing the woman drowning in ecstasy.

“Nhghhh ♡...” Without even realizing it, Chika started touching herself to the footage in front of her. “Anything...! Anything... Mnghhh ♡...” Moved by mindless lust, she whispered under her breath while rubbing her pussy lips and pinching her nipples.

Chika was not the type of person who inserts herself in porn videos. Though she knew a vast number of Big Mike fans did so, she was an exception. It just seemed silly to dedicate that much mental effort to a fantasy that could never come to be.

Yet, right now, she could easily mentally replace the pornstar’s face with hers. Knowing that the man in question was very much real and right behind the door to her bedroom stimulated her hopes far too much. She was too engrossed in the endorphins and dopamine bathing her brain to even mildly question the realism of such hope. “Mnghhhh ♡... Unghhhh ♡...”

‘Ah, this isn’t enough... ♡!’ She quietly got up, took Little Mike from under the cushion, and sat against the door again – in her mind, being ‘close’ to Big Mike while masturbating made it even better.

Yet, after inserting the toy in her hole, it did not feel like enough. ‘The real thing is just behind this door...! I need this thing to be girthier, just like him...! What if I... Mnghhh ♡...’ Along with the dildo, Chika inserted multiple fingers beside it, gaping her pussy lips to a new degree.

Just as she was getting fully engrossed…

“Ms. Fujiwara? Hello? Are you still there?” Big Mike had been calling her from the other side of the door for a while.

“Huh? What? Nghh... ♡! Wh-what is it?”

“You’ve been whimpering. I wanted to know if everything was okay, or if it’s just the... Uh... Thing.” He tried to be sensible of her feelings and avoid mentioning poop-

“Oh, yeah, it’s just my diarrhea acting up! Mnghhh... ♡!”

“Ah. Okay.” He sounded disappointed. Little by little, he was learning the sort of person that Chika was. “Well, I won’t come in now, don’t worry.”

A flash of lewd brilliance hit her mind. “But would you?!”

“What?”

“If I asked you, would you come into my room right now?!”

“Of course.” He found the question odd. “Would you like me to...?”

“Nghhhhh... ♡! And what would you do ♡... If I let you into my room, alone with me... ♡?”

“I would take a look at the windows and overall room structure first, to assess how safe it is.”

‘Oh ♡... He’d look at the window to know whether ♡... The neighbors can see ♡... When he’s fucking me with his huge dick ♡...’

“Then I’d sit down with you to have a talk about how we’ll work together to keep you safe.”

‘Then he’d sit down with me ♡... To make me blow him until I choke on his dong ♡... He’s so nasty ♡... Mnghhhh ♡... Fuck, I’m going to make such a mess on the floor... ♡!’ Chika’s excitement was through the roof. Unlike ever before, so much juice leaked from her pussy that a small puddle formed between her legs. ‘I’m talking to the guy I’m masturbating to...!’

“Are you okay...?”

“Everything’s ♡... Amazing ♡... Oooooh ♡...”

“Right... I understand that I’m a total stranger, so you probably don’t feel that comfortable around me yet. I promise I’ll do my best to earn your trust.”

‘Aaaaah, he’ll thrust into me a lot... ♡! If I let him in right now, I’ll lose my virginity...! Suck it internet losers ♡... You sluts can waste your time with those NEET BBC fan clubs...! I’m getting the real deal right now... ♡! I’m going to get... ♡! Stretched out... ♡! Nghhh... ♡! Bad... ♡! I won’t be able to walk for weeks after he hollows me out with-’

“Either way, I need to go now. I’ll officially start tomorrow, Ms. Fujiwara. I hope we can-”

“Wait!!” Realizing his deep, manly voice would be gone for the day made her panic. “Y-you should take my phone number!”

“Yes, actually. I thought you wouldn’t feel comfortable yet, but-”

She cut him off and shouted her phone number like a deranged maniac. “Did you get that?! Nghhh ♡...”

“Y-yes. I’ll give you a quick call so you have my numb-”

“No, no! Send me an audio message on LINE!” Her brain concocted a devilish, lustful scheme.

“Why...?”

“So I know what you sound like...! So I can get used to your voice! Y-yours is so deep, I’m not used to it... Hahaha...”

“I guess I get it... Sure, one moment-”

Through all of it, Chika continued to thrust into herself without pause, inserting an additional three fingers along with the toy. ‘Mnghhhh... ♡! Uungh... ♡! This must be what it feels like... ♡! To get fucked hard... ♡! By a big cock... ♡!’ Chika was on the verge of orgasm.

“I’ll be going now, Ms. Fujiwara.”

“Okay...!” Her voice was strained from her muscles tensing up to climax.

Already getting used to her eccentric behavior, he made no mention of it. “I’ll come by early tomorrow. Goodbye.”

‘Ah...! He’ll cum early tomorrow...! A lot...! Ooooooooooh ♡...’ Her eyes rolled into the back of her head as her brain fed itself with lustful delusions. ‘He’ll jerk off thinking of my big boobs tonight... ♡! What a horndog... ♡! But it’s okay... ♡! Because... ♡! I’ll be doing the same... ♡! Uuuuuuunghhhhh... ♡♡!!’

Chika was forced to stop fingering herself because of the imminent orgasm. Her inner walls clamped tightly around the toy and her fingers, keeping them restrained in place while quivering endlessly. Her entire body thrashed about in place as intense ecstasy overwhelmed her brain. A substantial volume of pussy juice gushed on the floor, coating the toy and her fingers in the process. “Hah ♡... Hah ♡... Awesome ♡... I didn’t know fingering could feel so good ♡...”

After a couple of minutes of recovery, she ran back to her computer – with difficulty, thanks to her cum-weakened legs – and opened LINE.

Using rudimentary knowledge of editing, Chika got to work. ‘Yes...! Yes...! This is the best thing ever...! My magnum opus...!’

After a few minutes, she downloaded her creation to her phone, put on headphones, and clicked play on the small audio clip.

It contained Big Mike’s voice saying…

“Ms. Fujiwara, let us learn more about each other tomorrow. I’ll cum into you.” Again and again and again…

By splicing up the brief audio message he sent her, Chika created the best stimulant possible for her imagination. ‘Ah, bless his word choices...’

For the next several hours, she masturbated to her favorite videos of him while listening to the clip.

Little Mike was barely good enough now that the real deal was so close by. Chika needed to have sex with him.

‘He’s a super manly ex-pornstar! I bet he’ll be up in me in no time!’

Result of this battle: Chika Fujiwara wins... Arguably.

***

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!” Chika woke up at 3 AM to scream on her pillow and vent out all her shame.

She had masturbated so much that she forgot to do it.

***

Chika woke up early the next day, before Big Mike appeared. Bright as she was, she reflected on the fact that her virginity would be gone in the very near future.

After all, she was a gorgeous, energetic young woman. There was no way a man as hung and sexually hungry as Big Mike would be able to hold back from railing the hell out of her every single day from now on.

If it were anyone else, she would never comply with such depraved sex-crazedness. Chika had been confessed to many times and she always rejected them.

However, if it was Big Mike, she would not be able to say no, as he would certainly take her no matter what.

Yes, indeed, sacrificing her integrity and innocence as a young woman was a sad sacrifice that she would make with tremendous reluctance…

‘Well, if it’s him, I’ll just have to cope with losing my purity by cumming like crazy under his huge body...!’

...Or so she vaguely lied to herself.

To Chika, the fact that she and Big Mike would have sex soon was an absolute certainty.

All she had to do was wait for him to come onto her. Manly and sexually dominant as he was, the faintest of moves would lead to rough, hours-long fucking. She loved the thought of being crushed on the bed under his big muscles.

...And then nothing happened on the first day.

Result of this battle: Chika Fujiwara loses.

***

...And then nothing on the second day.

Result of this battle: Chika Fujiwara loses.

***

...And then nothing on the third day.

Result of this battle: Chika Fujiwara loses.

***

...And then nothing on the fourth day.

Result of this battle: Chika Fujiwara los-

‘STOP! HUH?! That’s not how this is supposed to go!’ She looked at him while he drove her to school. ‘Why doesn’t he just throw me in the backseat and bang me like crazy or something?!’

It took Chika a long time of self-reflection to realize that Big Mike probably did not have sex with everything alive at any moment just because he was a sex beast.

‘I get it... I need to give him more opportunities to do me!’ Chika evolved, reducing her goal from getting railed to getting him to enter the school with her. “Mike, can you come in with me today...?”

“If you want me to, Ms. Fujiwara, of course. I didn’t want to disturb you in Shuuchin. I figured you were safe in there.”

“It’s because, sometimes...” Actually, all the time. “...I see you just standing in the sun, and I feel bad...”

“That’s very kind of you, miss, but I don’t mind it.”

“But what if your suit gets so sweaty that your muscles pop out and a bunch of female teachers come out to harass you?”

“Uh... I don’t think that’s-”

“It’s not about my safety! It’s about yours! What if they get pissy after you reject them and then make a false claim?!”

“I... I think I’m fine-”

“Here!” She pulled two 1,000 yen bills from her school bag and offered them to him. “Why don’t you come with me? Let’s get a soda!” Chika gave him a big smile.

“...”

“...”

“...”

“...”

He squinted his eyes at her, confused. “O-okay. I can tell you really want me to come with you.”

Result of this battle: Chika Fujiwara wins.

...Big Mike too. He made an extra 2,000 yen, worth an incredible 15 American dollars.

***

For the next several days, Chika was certain that sex was imminent. Now that big Mike followed her around school all the time, she had the chance to showcase her physical assets in a variety of ways.

...By walking ahead of him on stairs, so her round, bubble ass jiggled from under her skirt…

...By touching his arm all the time and commenting on his muscles…

...By grabbing his hands to ‘show him around the school’...

...Even on the way out to the car by wiggling her hips left and right.

Yet, nothing happened. Not once did he come onto her. To ensure maximum success, she dedicated 100% of her time to hanging out with him, ignoring her duties as Student Council Secretary and even skipping classes. Chika did not even acknowledge other students.

‘I know it’s working! He can’t hide it from me. That huge schlong of his...!’ Her eyes sneakingly locked in on his ever-present bulge. ‘...He’s totally staring at me! I see him glancing at my boobs! He’s hard right now! I can tell it! Maybe he doesn’t think I want it...? Why are you being so gentle with me, Big Mike?! You’re not like that with those sluts on camera! I want your meat!’ She gritted her teeth, thinking of how to escalate the situation. ‘What if I just stared at his bulge right in front of him?! He’ll know I want it, right? Like a cat staring at food!’

Chika felt like a genius. This plan would surely work.

…

But she never did it, because she lacked even a fraction of the boldness necessary to try that.

Result of this battle: Chika Fujiwara loses.

***

After spending an entire weekend barely talking to Big Mike – because she was too busy fingering herself to his porn – Chika decided to change methods. ‘If I get him to talk about sex and his porn career, one thing will lead to another...!’

Chika still teased him around the school by flaunting her stacked assets, but now with added conversation.

“So you’ve been living in Japan all this time, wow!” Chika walked extra slowly toward the student council room, trying to talk as much as she could with him.

“That’s right. It was difficult at first, but I learned the language.”

“To think you used to be a bouncer... Does that mean you’ve always worked with security?”

He looked to the side and hesitated before responding. “No... But it’s the job I prefer.”

“What else have you worked with?”

Instead of responding, Big Mike changed the subject, like always.

‘I guess he doesn’t want to talk about porn. Dad probably has no idea he used to be a pornstar... I need to be more subtle.’ Her brain raced at full speed to come up with the most natural way of getting him into her pants. “What are your three measurements?!” It was the best she could come up with on the spot.

“My... Three measurements?”

“Yeah! Mine are this big…!” She did the numbers in the air with her hands to look cute. “You know, boobs, waist, and hips! I’m a pretty built girl, I know...” She blushed, certain that her words had enticed him tremendously. “What are yours?!” She hoped to subtly lead him to mention dick size.

“I don’t know.” He looked at her with confusion and pity.

“Y-yes you do!” He had to, considering his stats were all over the internet, including dick size: a stunning 11 inches monster cock with 6.5 inches of circumference. ‘Wh-why is he looking at me with those eyes?!’

“Ms. Fujiwara... Could it be...” He paused before speaking, looking her straight in the eyes while resting a hand on her shoulder.

It was a big, big hand. Chika’s heart raced so much with excitement that she thought she’d have a heart attack. ‘Please slap me with this...!’

“...That you have no friends?”

“Huh?”

“Do you have no friends, and so you wanted me to join you in school so you wouldn’t be alone? I never see you talk with anyone but me...”

…

…

…

‘I want to die.’

Before she could sulk in for too long, Big Mike brought her in for an unexpected hug, engulfing her tiny stature against his wide, tall, muscular body.

Said wish to die vanished. Chika now wanted to live forever, especially because... ‘I can feel it...! His bulge...! Ah...’ She almost drooled from happiness.

“It’s okay, miss. I didn’t have friends in school either. I get how it is.”

“Huh? What...?” She could barely hear his words, melting in her own internal giggling.

“School can be difficult when you’re not popular. I only started making friends after I had already left school. You don’t have to feel sad about it. In fact, if you need it, I’ll be your friend.”

“Sure, okay...” Chika barely knew what was happening. Feeling his hard body against hers left her in too candid of a state.

In a jolly mood, she spent the rest of the day having lots of fun with her classmates and friends, satisfied with her progress for the day.

At some point, she went to the bathroom because the heat between her legs was becoming too much. ‘I’m drenched...!’ For a moment, she nearly rubbed off to calm down. ‘Wait... Ah!’ Instead, she fought the urges and avoided it, hoping her body would emit the necessary pheromones to lure him into fucking her in the car after they left school.

After getting in the car, for a brief moment, she thought her plan had worked. Big Mike gave her a funny look. ‘It’s going to happen now...! He can smell that I’m ready to mate! He’ll kiss me first, and then do me doggystyle...!’ Her mind was in a deranged, vulgar state.

“Ms. Fujiwara...”

“Yes...?” She slowly spread her legs, ready to receive his preliminary groping.

“...You actually are really popular and have a ton of friends, don’t you?”

…

“Y-yeah.”

“...Huh. Okay.”

In the end, as he drove her back home, nothing happened.

Result of this battle: Chika Fujiwara lo-

“Sorry about that!” For once, Chika said something without the secondary intention of getting him into her.

“There’s nothing to apologize for.”

“It’s just... I get a little nervous around you.” She did her best to express the truth while keeping ‘the truth’ hidden.

“I get it. I’m a big guy and my skin is black. You’re probably not too used to that, are you?”

“Not in person, no...” Chika said something dangerous.

“Let’s try to start again.” ...But it went by unnoticed. Big Mike parked the car and turned to her. “I’m Mike. My job is to keep you safe at all times. Let’s be friends as well, okay?” He extended his hand.

“I-I’m Chika Fujiwara, but you can just call me Chika...” She extended her hand as well, leading to a handshake. ‘I’m being unfair, aren’t I...? He’s actually a really nice guy, and I’m here just objectifying him...’ Her typical bubbly energy died down, blushing. In a moment of unplanned vulnerability, she uttered an honest statement. “Your hand is really big and manly...” The moment it came out of her mouth, she regretted it. For whatever reason, saying something so girly and normal was far too direct for her.

“Hahaha, that’s just because your hand is so small and girly!”

His kind words and nature caught her so off-guard that her hand remained in the air for long after he let go. “You’re... A really nice guy...”

“Of course I am!” He started driving again, pleased that Chika seemed more at ease with him.

Chika said nothing for several minutes, thinking about the warm sensation on her hand. “So...”

“Hm?”

“You said you had no friends in school...?”

“Yeah.”

“...What was that like...?”

“Well...” They had a normal, casual conversation for the rest of the car ride.

It made Chika’s heart race more than any porn she watched before; And more than any thought she had about him before; Even more than when he hugged her tightly, letting her feel his bulge and every muscle.

Chika wanted to know more about him. She found herself interested in him as a person. Their relationship had a breakthrough.

There was no ‘Big Mike’ in front of her. It was just Mike.

Result of this battle: Big Mike loses and Mike wins.

In a way, Chika also won.

‘After I get to know him, he’ll ask me to be his girlfriend and then bang me like a cum rag!’

...But she was still hopeless.

***

“So you’re going to meet them there, Chika?” A few days passed since their relationship became closer. After her insistence, Mike started using her first name.

“That’s right!” Like always, Chika led the way.

Though she had started forming a true relationship with Mike, they were still no more than bodyguard and client – at most, casual friends. ‘I have to keep working hard!’ Her mind no longer thought of just sex. Ever since they started learning more about each other, Chika developed a bigger interest in him.

That still did not get her to stop trying to sexually entice him. If anything, she did it more confidently, now aiming to become his girlfriend. “Over here!” She led the way, flaunting her wide, meaty hips for his eyes.

Chika lied to Big Mike about meeting her friends at a coffee shop in the mall, forcing him to accompany her in a non-school setting. Thanks to this, she could dress far sexier than in school. Chika wore an undersized white tank top, leaving substantial amounts of cleavage and midriff exposed, and a black leather mini-skirt with cuts on the sides, allowing Mike to see ample portions of her thick legs.

“There! That’s the coffee shop!” She pointed and ran toward it with reckless, heavy steps, aiming to make her rear and breasts jiggle as eye candy for him.

...And, like a klutz, she tripped. “Whoah- O-oh...!” Her body never hit the floor. Something stopped her in midair: Mike’s large, rough right hand directly on her chest.

Reflexively, he had reached out with a hand and stopped her fall by using it as a platform, unintentionally groping her ample bust in the process. “S-sorry...!” He pulled her to her feet, squishing her breasts against his hand, and then let go. “Sorry... I didn’t mean to...”

“Thank you for protecting me!” She bowed and thanked him in a rare moment of being a normal, understanding human.

...One second later, she acted as her usual self again. “They’re pretty big and fun to touch, aren’t they?!” Chika asked him with a big smile.

“U-uh... N-no, I...”

“You didn’t like them?!”

“No! I mean... They’re great!”

“My boobs are great?!”

“Y-yes!”

“Awesome... Hehehe...” She resumed her walk with a dumb, bubbly giggle. Her questions were not born of a desire to tease him; She was just that awkward.

***

“Oh, no! My friends won’t be coming! They all literally canceled this exact second!” Chika pretended to use her cell phone. “And I really wanted to go shopping too...”

“Would you like me to go with you, Chika?”

“Hm?”

“It’s my job to accompany you. There is no reason why we can’t-”

“Greatsoundsgoodtomelet’sgo!” Chika got up and hopped out of the coffee shop, pleased that her plan worked out well.

***

Chika’s plan was brilliant. She intended to take him to several clothing stores and then use him to ‘choose’ some sexy clothes for the boy she liked.

...But then she got hit with extreme anxiety and gave up immediately.

In the end, they wound up going around gaming stores to see if there were any fun games for her to bring back to the tabletop club. To her luck, Big Mike liked tabletop games too. They had a lot of fun talking about different ones while walking around.

Chika had so much fun, in fact, that she forgot to keep flaunting her ass and teasing him. Upon realizing it, she felt even more embarrassed. ‘It’s like a real date! But wasn’t that what I wanted?! Aaaaaaaaaah!’ Rational thinking was not enough to sedate her bashfulness.

After an hour of walking around and checking out stores, they returned to the coffee shop to pause for a bit.

They chatted casually while drinking a cup of coffee. ‘He’s so strong... I wish he didn’t use that suit everywhere... I want to see his shoulders...!’ Chika dedicated every second that she could to visually memorizing every aspect of Mike’s physique. Later, once alone at home, she would masturbate without restraint.

“I need to go to the bathroom. Please don’t go anywhere, okay?” He left, leaving behind his cup of coffee.

…

A cup of coffee with a tiny, faint trace of his saliva on its rim.

…

No sane person would try anything with that-

‘Lucky!!!’ Without even thinking, Chika took his cup and slowly brought it to her mouth, aiming for the exact part that his lips were just now touching. ‘I’m going to taste it...! H-his saliva...!’ The world around her disappeared. Chika breathed increasingly heavier as it got closer to her mouth.

“Chika?” Mike’s sudden voice interrupted her. He was already in his seat.

‘What?! That fast?!’ Chika had become so entranced and moved the cup so slowly that she took longer than him, getting midway through the act.

“What are you doing?”

“I wanted to drink coffee.” She held a nervous smile and face.

“...But that’s my cup.”

“No, it’s not.”

“Yes, it is.”

“You’re right.” Such was the extent of Chika’s gaslighting skills.

They silently stared at each other. Chika slowly gave up on life, until Mike opened his mouth again. “Well, I’ll take yours then.” He noticed nothing wrong – a fact that told a sad reality about his perception of Chika’s eccentricity.

“Huh?!”

Mike took her cup and drank from it. His lips unabashedly connected with the same spot that Chika’s were touching just a moment ago.

Her eyes and mouth opened wide, observing intently. Mike had just kissed her.

...That was how it felt for her, at least. Her heart pounded in disbelief about having lost her kissing virginity in such an exciting way. She obsessively watched him drink from her cup, blushing more with each second.

“Is something wrong?”

“A-again! But at the same time!”

“What?”

“Let’s drink at the same time!” Her hands trembled to the point of nearly dripping coffee all over the table.

“Sure, hahaha! You’re funny, Chika.”

They both brought the cups to their mouths at the same time.

Mike drank like a civilized, normal person.

“Mnhghll... Mnhghh...” Chika made oral love to the cup, going as far as licking the rim thoroughly and covering it in drool.

“You really like that coffee, huh...?”

Realizing he had already stopped drinking, she stopped as well. Her body burned, though not from the hot drink. The area between her legs, especially, was ablaze. “Is it okay if we have more?”

“Sure.”

“Mister!” Chika called for the waiter. “Ten cups more for each, please! Large-sized! And refill in these cups!”

“What?!”

Result of this battle: The coffee shop’s owner wins.

***

“I can’t believe you drank all of them. Good thing we switched for decaf.”

“Hahaha!” Chika was having the time of her life, giggling joyfully. “It was a good cup...”

“Of coffee, you mean?”

“Sure!”

Now motivated by clear progress – in her mind – she decided to go ahead with her initial plan of clothes shopping.

“Alright.” He agreed to help judge her picks.

Without shame, Chika picked out tons of sexy clothes to seduce him: Crop tops, tank tops, dresses, mini-shorts, mini-skirts, tight jeans, and many more.

Each time, she put them on and walked out of the stall, asking for his opinion.

“Just like the last one, you look gorgeous in that dress.”

“Do you like it? I’m worried it shows too much of my legs...” She pulled on the hemline just a little to expose more of her thick upper legs.

“No, that’s just...” He paused, taking a good look at her legs. “Ahem. It’s just fine. Your legs are beautiful, Chika.”

“Really? Do you like them? You know... As a man...?”

“Wh-what kind of question is that?”

“I always go shopping with girls... I’d like to know what a boy thinks...”

“S-sure... Your legs are great...” He answered while looking away.

Though he tried to hide it, she could tell that her strategy worked out well: The bulge in his pants twitched slightly! ‘He’s playing hard to get, but his dick doesn’t lie...!’

“Are there any more clothes, Chika...?” He looked at her again, blushing slightly. His gaze barely focused on her for more than a second before looking somewhere else.

‘Look at me! At me...!’ She intended to seduce him via brute force. “Yes! I want to get some beach clothes, so swimsuits and bikinis next!”

“Look... Wouldn’t this be better with your boyfriend...?”

A golden opportunity presented itself to her. This could easily be led into a conversation about more.

...But she was too sheepish for that. “N-not really. I don’t have one! Hahaha...!”

“That’s disappointing.”

“Huh? You... Want me to have a boyfriend...?”

“Well, I want you to be happy, but I meant that I’m disappointed in the boys in your class.”

“What does that mean...?”

“If I were a boy your age and in your class, I’d be all over you, Chika. You’re very beautiful. Anything you put on is going to look good on you.”

His direct strike was too much. Chika’s face burned red as she went completely silent while keeping her mouth open in a big O of glee and fluster.

She felt so close to success. Maybe if she pushed just a bit more, they could have their first real kiss-

“Oh, phone call.” Mike pulled out his phone. “Sorry. I’ll be just outside, okay? Might take me a bit. Please call me if you need anything and I’ll come running.”

“O-okay.”

Mike left Chika to herself.

‘Hm...’ Chika pondered on what her next move should be.

“Excuse me...?” A store clerk suddenly approached her.

“Hm? What? Oh, hi!”

“Sorry if I’m intruding, but... Is that your boyfriend?”

“Wh-who?”

“The tall black man that just took a phone call.”

‘Is it THAT obvious that I’m crushing on him?!’ She burned red again before explaining the situation to the employee.

Naturally, she avoided mentioning the part where he used to be a porn actor and she was, probably, his #1 fan.

“Ah, I see. But that’s because of his professional situation, isn’t it? That makes it tough...”

“Hm? What are you talking about?”

“He’s your bodyguard, and there’s a big age gap between you two. He’s in his mid-thirties, right? I’m sure he’s into you and wants to act on it but is holding back.”

“How do you know?!” Chika nearly jumped at the woman with wide-open eyes. Hearing confirmation from a third-party provided a massive relief to her hidden doubts.

“W-well... Uhm...” The clerk looked to the side and squinted her eyes. “You just... Notice it sometimes! I-it’s female instinct!”

“...Ah.” Chika looked at the woman with a deadpan face. ‘I’m not the only one who’s keeping an eye on his huge bulge.’ In the end, Mike was a popular porn actor for a reason. Between his massive build and hung nature, all women wanted a piece. ‘She would probably hit on him if I had answered differently, wouldn’t she...?’

“Ms. Fujiwara! If you want to have success with that stud, you must be more aggressive and overt with him!”

“All I’ve done is BE overt!” The woman could not have given her more redundant advice. “I even asked his body measurements!”

“What?! No, that’s not what I mean! Come with me!” The clerk took her hand and pulled her out of the store.

On the way out, they passed through Mike, who looked at them while still on the phone. Though he did not understand the situation, he followed them with his eyes to ensure she was safe.

‘Ah, he’s such a professional...! I wish someone would try to kill me just so I could see him working...’ Chika melted just by thinking of being kidnapped and undergoing horrible trials until she was ultimately saved by her hero.

“Miss, you’re weird.” The clerk could practically read her mind.

She did not hear her. Her mind was already abducted.

***

“Wh-what about this one?!” Chika walked out of the stall with a new set of lingerie.

“Oooh, very pretty!”

“Pretty, pretty!”

“So pretty!”

‘Th-that’s all they say to everything...’

Chika was now in a lingerie store with the clerk and two of her friends, one of whom worked there. To aid in her quest – for no explainable reason – they decided to have her try out lingerie until she picked something good.

The woman said they would help Chika get in bed with the man tonight, so she had to be ready in terms of sexy clothing.

“Alright, no more messing around.” The lingerie shop clerk took a set that was hidden behind the counter. “I’ve seen the man you want. You need this one.”

Chika took it and dressed up in the stall. ‘Heh? Wait...?’ It was a pink bra covered in black spades; Similarly, the panties were pink with one large spade in the center. ‘N-no way...! That girl is...!’

After she walked out, every girl approved and said that was the best pick.

The lingerie shop clerk connected eyes with Chika. They quickly understood each other.

A fellow interracial porn fan who knew what it meant to be a ‘Queen of Spades’.

Just like Chika and the clerk understood each other, there was one more person who would easily understand the meaning of this lingerie.

The Black Spade himself: Mike.

***

Next, the women suggested she roleplayed seducing Mike. Ultimately, via sheer insistence, Chika caved, though with great hesitation.

“Pretend that this is him! We’ll judge!” The fellow QOS clerk pulled a mannequin from the back of the store. It was black, tall, and muscular.

Everyone looked at her funny for having such a detailed mannequin but said nothing.

“Attempt 1, go!” They screamed.

Hitting on a mannequin while three girls judged her was as anxiety-inducing as it sounded. However, once her mind projected a clear Mike in place of the mannequin, they all disappeared.

...And she just got more nervous.

“M-Mike...! I-I...!” Her hands shook with anxiety. “I-I’d like to have intercourse with you for prolonged amounts of time. Please consider my offer. As a show of goodwill, I’ve acquired this sexy lingerie with s-spades. I-I’m sure you know what it means. I am also willing to pay! Th-thank you very much!” She bowed after making her desires clear to mannequin-Mike.

“Why so formal?!” The girls screamed.

***

“Wassup, Mike? You’ve probably realized it by now, but I’m super into big black guys. I happen to notice you’re one, so why don’t you go ahead and black me up?” She gestured with hand signs as if rapping. “Ah, but...! Not any black guy! I like you because you’re super k-kind and n-nice a-and... Y-you drink coffee super well!! Let’s rap together, okay?!”

“Why so racist?!” The girls shouted.

***

“Fuck me, Mike! Fuck meeeeee!” Chika hugged mannequin-Mike and ground her hips against him. “Ooooh, I can feel your big bulge...! Please fuck me with this big black cock! Take my virginity! Make me a BBC whore...!” She maniacally licked mannequin-Mike’s chest.

…

“Aren’t you going to tell me to stop?!” Chika screamed at the girls.

“Y-yes... That was... B-bad... Hahaha...” None of them looked her in the eyes.

“I know. There’s no bulge in this thing!” She missed the mark of the problem.

***

“Mike...” Chika slowly walked toward him. “...I’ve just been thinking...” She stopped halfway and looked toward the non-existent horizon. “...Aren’t we all on a path somewhere?”

“What do you mean, Chika?” Mannequin-Mike spoke to her.

“I think life is like a tabletop game.” She brought a hand to her chest as her eyes brightened up with non-existent sunlight. “...A lot of things are left to chance! A bad roll... An unlucky card... Someonecheatsandit’snotyou... But then come other times, and something good happens to you. When that happens, you have to take that bit of random luck and play well to ride it out to the end of the game!!! Many people will say it didn’t count because you just got lucky, even though you didn’t cheat this one time... But I don’t care about that. I’ll always be happy with any type of victory…”

“What are you saying, Chika?” Mannequin-Mike spoke with emotion.

“I’m saying that meeting you was my bit of random luck. And, now, I want to ride that bit of luck to the end of my life! Also...” She inched closer to him, pressing her chest against his midriff, and looked up at his expressionless, eyeless, sexy face. “...I want to ride YOU tonight.”

Mannequin-Mike failed to respond. He was too busy crying with joy.

...Because all three girls were doing so behind the mannequin. They were the ones speaking back to Chika.

The lingerie shop clerk cried the loudest. “That was perfect, Chika...! I’ve never heard something so degenerately beautiful...!”

“Marry me instead...!” The previous shop’s clerk said.

“No, me...!”

In the middle of the shop, a random customer cried, falling to the floor. “Oh, Jamal!” She had a black love of her own to chase after!

Chika could not hear anyone, though.

...She was too busy making out with the mouthless mannequin and groping his non-existent black dick.

Result of this battle: Mannequin-Mike wins by a lot.

...And whoever would have to clean Mannequin-Mike later, loses by a lot.

***

Chika and Mike took the train back home. Usually, Mike drove her everywhere, but traffic at this time of day was too bad, so they took the train this time.

Mike carried the bags with her purchased lingerie, though she prohibited him from looking inside. ‘He’s very obedient on the job, but I bet he would never take orders in bed...! That aside, this is a bit too packed, isn’t it...?’

Chika looked around the train. It was obscenely crowded. Both her and Mike stood by the windows with very little free space available. ‘I can see some of them looking at Mike from the side of their eyes. I guess he stands out. I wonder if he minds that…?’ Mike’s gaze implied that he did, but she did not ask.

‘Personally, I’d be more worried about this other guy beside me…’ Chika was a moral woman who greatly valued the struggles that modern women underwent in terms of public groping and molestation. Consequently, based out of pure, shameless prejudice, her eyes focused on the middle-aged, suited-up, chubby man uncomfortably close to her. ‘This looks like the set-up to a chikan video, doesn’t it…? Mike had one of those… Where he starts groping this Asian girl and then she gets into it…’

Her mind, as usual, found itself wondering about interracial porn with Mike as soon as the tiniest bit of stimuli allowed it. ‘If I play my cards right, I could try to simulate that video! He’s not going to grope me on his own, but what if I kind of lead him to it…?’ Chika was a horny woman who greatly valued any opportunity to get herself groped and molested by Mike.

“Is everything okay, Chika?” Mike asked.

“Yes! I think this guy over here is suspicious...!” She gazed at the chubby salaryman.

***

Hiroki Tamahiro was a kind, relaxing soul who was just getting back from a full day of building houses for the homeless for free.

***

“...I can tell he’s evil just by looking at his face...!”

***

‘Ah, I’m so glad that I was able to feed all those poor people...! Charity work is just the best!’ He worked at a soup kitchen too.

***

“I think he might touch me inappropriately!”

***

‘I sure wish I hadn’t lost most of the movement in my arms during that accident many years ago...’

***

“I can tell he’s lusting for me!!”

***

“I wonder if Yamada already got dinner ready?” He loved his boyfriend very much.

***

“So, you should protect me!”

“I’ll stand between you two-”

“No...! He might notice it and then it could become a big scandal! Just hold me closer! Like this...!” Chika took his hand and made him hug her midriff with one arm. “Ah, I feel so safe now...”

“I-is this really okay...?

“Not yet.” Chika scooted back a little, gluing her backside to his frontside. The packed nature of the train provided her with the perfect cover story to boldly feel Mike’s big muscles with her back. ‘I can feel his thing too...! So thick...! I-if we were naked right now...! I’d sandwich it with my ass...!’ Her imagination flowed with perverse thoughts.

“I-is it fine now...?”

“It’s perfect... Hahaha...” She blushed as her brain melted in happiness from clearly feeling his enormous bulge against her lower back. “What about you...?”

“What about me?”

“Do you like it...?” She twisted her body slightly to look up at his face. Mike was very nervous.

“I-I... Uh...”

Suddenly, the train bumped slightly, accidentally sending Chika forward. With the arm enveloping her midriff, Mike kept her in place by pulling back. Between the rocky back and forth, the end result was his bulge accidentally digging deep into Chika’s lower back. “S-sorry…!” He immediately apologized and attempted to pull his hips back…

…But Chika had no intention of letting the situation go. “Aaaah, so scary! I hate when it gets all bumpy like this!” She threw herself back much faster than Mike, keeping herself snugged to him. ‘Why does he have to be so much taller?! I want to feel it against my butt!!’

“Ms. Fujiwara…! Hang on a little…!” Mike was in so much distress over how things might look to a third party that he regressed to using her last name. “A-aren’t we a bit too-”

“A bit too what? I feel perfectly safe and comfortable!” She cut him off before he could finish.

“But… Uh…”

“But what?” Chika laughed like a devil in her own mind. By taking the lead and labeling the situation as perfectly normal, the burden was on Mike to remove that label and state that the situation felt sexual. However, by doing so, he would be automatically conceding that he saw her in a sexual light.

Chika felt like an evil genius.

…In practice, she was a criminal on multiple counts of sexual harassment at this point, but that mattered little for her romantic endeavors.

“N-nothing… This is fine…” Mike submitted. “I’ll keep you safe from that man, then…” He held her slightly tighter to him and stood still, hoping that his erection was passing by unnoticed.

…Which it obviously was not. ‘Aaaaah, it’s sooooooo hard…! I love it…! I need to feel it against my butt… What do I do…?! I need a master plan…! Wh-whoah…!’

As if the universe heard her, the train soon got rocky again, this time much more than before.

So much so that both Mike and Chika were sent straight against the train’s windows; Thankfully, due to Mike’s massive build, he stabilized both of them before they hit their head.

However, it did leave them in an unexpectedly intimate press against the windows. “Chika, are you alright? Chika? Wh-what is that face?! Did you get hurt?!”

“No… Hehehe… It’s okay…” During the scramble, Chika got on her tiptoes to try to stay stable - a needless act, since Mike was more than enough to protect her. Still, it brought forth the unintended consequence of getting her ass just a few inches higher without being noticed by Mike.

Now, his bulge was directly poking her ass over her leather mini-skirt.

“There’s no room to move, Chika. Just hang on for a bit.”

“It’s fine… Hehehe…” With her brain drowning in elation, Chika did not care about it even a little bit. ‘It’s so hard and big…! I want to feel it move…!’ She started wiggling her butt very slowly, subtly dry humping him. “Mnghhh… Hah…” Soft moans inevitably escaped her lips in the process.

“…Did you say anything?”

“No.”

“I thought I heard you… Uhm…”

“What…?”

“Nevermind…” Mike could not say what he was thinking.

Emboldened, Chika moved her hips more and more, full-blown pendulating sideways against his bulge. ‘The girls’ acting in the chikan videos was always the worst, but I get it now… What kind of woman could possibly pretend to be getting molested when feeling a dong this hard and manly rubbing against her fat butt…? I wish I could convince him to start pounding away at me… No one can really see us… This area got so packed all of a sudden. If he wanted to do me, he could…! Ah, Mike, just rape me on this train already, please…! H-huh?!’

Mike’s massive erection started throbbing inside his pants.

And each throb was very, very noticeable.

Chika was so stupefied by the seismic proportions of each shudder that she stopped wiggling. ‘It’s trying to break out of his pants…! It wants to get in me…! I did that…! I need to feel it closer…! Closer…!’

In what can only be described as adrenaline-fueled temporary insanity, Chika very stealthily raised the hemline of the back of her skirt; To say her movements were slow and silent would be an understatement. It took her over a minute to accomplish this simple motion. Then, once the hemline was high enough, she pushed her ass a teeny inch back and let go.

Mike’s colossal, throbbing, masculine bulge was directly poking her asscheeks. She had panties on, but they did not cover the entire scope of her meaty rear globes.

‘Ah, this is heaven…! I love it…- Wh-whoah!’ The train rocked hard again, bringing her plan to a surprise outcome. ‘NGHHH…!’

Mike’s bulge got lodged between her asscheeks, deep into her crack, over her panties.

The moment she felt it, Chika froze. ‘I’m oozing juices…! Hahaha…! My nipples are burning…!’ Chika’s brain swam in ecstasy. She supported the side of her face against the train’s window while holding a dumb, euphoric expression, going as far as drooling and nosebleeding.

Chika would only realize it later, but she was orgasming intensely, hence the massive volume of vaginal fluids staining her underwear, with some of it streaming down her legs.

In a striking achievement of degenerate behavior, Chika unconsciously licked the train window, simulating the act of French kissing Mike. By feeling his bulge against her ass crack, her body and mind geared themselves completely for the act of pleasureful, deep penetration, missing the entire context of the situation.

“Hah… Trains are a mess, aren’t they…? Next time, let’s take the car even if- Chika?!” Mike finally looked back at her, becoming instantly stunned by her face and body. He almost said something over a dozen times, but always stopped.

What could Mike possibly say in that situation?

Chika barely planned for the aftermath of her plan. After all, she never expected to turn into a cumming mess by just having his bulge directly grinding her rear a little bit. Now, of course, she had no mind or energy to think at all.

Thankfully for her, Mike wound up saying and doing nothing, just blushing hard and looking away in silence.

For the rest of the train ride, they were forced to cope with several more bumps. Each one had the same outcome: His massive bulge prodded her ass crack, pushing her panties deeper in.

Did Mike do nothing because he was worried of what she would think?

…Or could it be that he was also taking advantage of her…?

That was a question for Future Chika. Present Chika was far too busy groaning and giggling unintentionally until the very end of the train ride, prompted by the fiery stimulation provided to her imagination.

In her mindless, cum-drunk, window-licking state, Chika felt like she was one of the girls in Mike’s porn videos. Though nothing more than mild grinding was taking place - caused by the train’s rockiness - she mentally felt on the verge of hardcore standing sex. “Nghhh ♡… Guuuuh ♡…”

To her luck, by the time the train approached its stopping point, Chika had mentally recovered enough to fix herself up.

She walked out of the train with extreme pride and exhilaration - most of it fueled by the burning pleasure between her legs. “What did you think, Mike?”

“Wh-what…?”

“Did you like the train ride?”

“It was just a normal train ride…” He refused to look her in the eyes.

‘Why is he suddenly so timid…? D-did he notice me doing anything weird…?’ Chika was oblivious to her own lack of subtlety. ‘He was super hard and throbbing… Is he still hard…?’ She moved her eyes down to his lower body, only to be incredibly pleased.

Mike was not just hard; There was a small stain where the tip of his dick was.

“Yes!” She saw it as irrefutable confirmation that Mike was madly interested in her. She hopped away in childish, bubbly excitement, ignoring the fact that she was infinitely more wet than him, dripping fluids on the floor.

“Wait, don’t just run away! Chika!” Worried as her bodyguard, Mike rushed after her, fighting with the incessant hard-on in his pants.

***

‘Oh my God…! What sort of vile, depraved public molestation did I just witness?! And I did nothing to help that poor black man! That girl is the devil!’

Result of this battle: Hiroki Tamahiro’s mental health loses. He was now traumatized.

***

Chika was back in her bedroom with Little Mike on hand, ready to tear herself apart with the memories of the train ride. ‘Wait, but aren’t we alone at home right now…? Everyone else is gone for a couple of days… I should try something! How about… That one video?!’ As she recalled yet another one of her favorites, Chika giggled like a pervert.

She walked out of the bedroom. Mike was leaning against the wall, reading a manga that she had given him to pass the time.

“Mike!”

“Yes?”

“I’m going to shower all naked!”

“…Okay.” At this point, Mike just accepted most things that came out of Chika’s mouth as normal and casual.

In the bathroom, she took her clothes off and set up the warm jacuzzi. Before entering it, she verified her crotch area. ‘I’m still soaked… That train ride messed up with my head, didn’t it?’

Only now that she was sinking into the warm, relaxing water of the jacuzzi did Chika start analyzing the train ride’s events. ‘When I look back on it, I feel like I’m some sort of train molester. But when I put that tiny problem aside, didn’t he also take advantage of me…? I took it way too far, and he did nothing to stop me. No, even better than that…’ The image of his slightly-stained bulge flashed in her head. ‘…He oozed so much precum that it leaked through the fabric of his pants…! When his dick got stuck in my ass crack, I could feel it throbbing so much too…! It even made me cum a ton! I’m not crazy, he absolutely wanted to get up in me…! No matter what excuse he makes in his head, that’s the ultimate truth! If he wasn’t my bodyguard, I bet he’d have already seduced me into being his lover.’ Chika giggled. ‘Well, don’t you worry, Mike! It’s hard in public, isn’t it…? But now that it’s just us here, you’re free to cave and take me like you want.’

Chika’s plan was simple: She would unwind in the jacuzzi for about 20 minutes. After that, she would pretend to have forgotten to get a change of clothes, therefore giving her no choice but to call him to deliver her the shopping bag from earlier; The same one that contained the spades lingerie set.

And from there, what exactly would happen?

‘He’ll fuck me so muuuuch…! And after he breaks my body, we’ll cuddle and say we love each other and…’ Chika’s mind continued to spiral in a mix of emotional and lustful ramblings for several more minutes. Eventually, she took control of herself and moved forward with her plan. “Miiiiike! I forgot my clothes! Can you bring me the bag from the mall?!”

“I’ll be there in a few!”

“Okay!”

It was done.

The plan was set in motion.

Chika was all naked and ready.

In less than a minute, she would be losing her virginity.

‘I’m going to get railed so hard…! I’m so excited…! We have two days for ourselves…! I have to mentally steel myself! I’ll probably lose leg movements for a bit, but that’s okay! Aaaaaaah, what will it feel like to have him grunting on top of me?! I wonder what his dick veins look like?! All those JAVs are censored, I’ve never seen it…! W-will it even fit in me?! But if it doesn’t, he’s just going to force his way in, right?! Like during the train…’

Without realizing it, Chika slid a hand down toward her pussy while reflecting on the subject. ‘He didn’t even dry hump me a little bit on the train… Ungh ♡… But I know he wanted to… His cock was spasming inside his pants! He loved my juicy butt… Nghhh ♡… Dammit… I wish he had been the one coming onto me, not the contrary… In the few chikan videos he did, the girls never sold it… They get too into it way too fast… Ghhh ♡… I mean, I don’t know if I can complain… I-I started cumming without him even trying to grope me… But I know he wanted to! It was trembling so much! That woman in the mall was right, it’s all because he’s my bodyguard…! But he still stood in place, didn’t he?! He could have pulled himself back a bit, but he didn’t! He was loving it! Just because he thought I was oblivious, he did nothing and let me casually grind on him! Aaaaah, Mike… ♡! Why do you play so dirty… ♡?! Just drop the games and give it to me straight…! You should have pushed me against the window and inserted a hand into my skirt from the front, keeping me squeezed against your big dong…! And then…” Chika entranced herself with the train ride that never was.

“Mnghhh ♡… Uuuungh ♡… Ghhhhh ♡… Mmmnnnn ♡…” Lost in her fantasies, she started fingering herself increasingly harder.

So hard, in fact, that she missed Mike knocking on the door dozens of times.

So hard, in fact, that she missed Mike entering.

So hard, in fact, that she missed Mike staring at her in pure shock as her body quivered and her eyes twitched in intense orgasm.

“Haaaah ♡… Haaaaah ♡… Haaaaaah ♡…” She desperately panted for air while enduring the powerful crash of endorphins and dopamine against her brain. Her chest heaved up and down wildly, struggling to recover under the heat of the ecstasy and hot water. “Huh ♡…? Mike ♡…? H-h-huh?!”

“I… Brought your bag… Sorry for taking so long…” He looked away, blushing in a shade of red that should not be possible for someone of his skin color. “I’ll just leave it here on the floor…”

“Th-th-th-thank you…!” Chika had trouble speaking due to orgasmic breathlessness. “I-I’ll be right out…”

“No, it’s fine… Take your time…”

“O-okay...” it would be impossible to execute her plan and seduce him into the jacuzzi. Being caught completely off-guard and right in the middle of a self-induced orgasm murdered any bravery Chika had.

…Until her Mike-hungry eyes locked onto a protuberance in his pants. ‘It’s even bigger than in the train…! I can tell just by looking! It’s twitching all on its own! This guy… He’s really into me too, isn’t he?! It’s bursting against his pants!’ Chika unintentionally drooled while looking at it.

The visual confirmation of the fervent interest he had in her – at least in her mind – injected her with adrenaline and courage that she did not even know existed. In a moment of extreme boldness, Chika stood up right as Mike turned to leave, revealing her soft, voluptuous breasts and thick rear to the world. “Mike!”

“Yes?” He turned back. “Whoah! Chika, are you alright?!”

Mike never got to see her naked. All he saw was her falling into the jacuzzi.

When he turned to address her, his massive bulge swayed slightly within his pants, accidentally pushing the fabric to the point where one of his many dense dick veins became clearly outlined.

In the millisecond that Chika’s eyes indulged in that vein, she achieved a spontaneous orgasm, weakening her legs to the point of collapsing back into the water.

“Hahaha ♡… I’m super fine ♡… Hahaha ♡…” She giggled with a dumb smile on her face, melting in blissful pleasure.

“Alright… Call me if you need me.”

“If I do, will you come ♡…?”

“Of course.”

“Hahaha ♡… Me too ♡…”

“Okay…?” He left, significantly more mystified than when he entered.

Meanwhile, Chika extended her jacuzzi bath for a full hour.

“Nghhh ♡… Ungh ♡… Mnghhh ♡…”

…For obvious reasons.

Result of this battle: everyone loses.

***

After the (dis)graceful discovery of touchless orgasms during her shower, Chika retreated to her bedroom while avoiding Mike and reflected on her actions thus far.

‘I just can’t seem to get him to come onto me… How can I possibly be MORE direct than asking him to hand me clothes while I’m showering? To think he’d be so shy as to avoid obvious signs that I want something with him! What am I supposed to do?! I bought all this lingerie to use with him tonight and even practiced with that mannequin… I have to honor those girls’ efforts! They had faith in me!’ Chika felt emotional about carrying everyone’s burdens in her heart.

Depressed about her utterly hopeless situation, Chika chose to confront her problem head-on.

…By opening Big Mike’s best porn videos so she could start a long night of self-penetration with Little Mike, already going as far as inserting it in. “Nghhh ♡…”

Just as she was getting into it, however, she realized hundreds of people had responded to her comment about brain damage and a hallucination of Big Mike. ‘O-oh… I should probably delete that. What did people even say…?’

Not a single person claimed they would share her chain to avoid the brain damage. The vast majority went as far as stating that they wanted to be cursed by a hallucinatory Big Mike, so they started watching even more of his porn.

Chika sighed. ‘These people are all pathetic and helpless.’ She judged without an ounce of self-awareness.

Before she went back to the porn video, her attention was captured by an elaborate comment left by user ‘BBCLOVE4LIFEPLZ’.

‘If Big Mike was around me all day, I’d dress like a slut, go straight at him, and tell him I wanted his BBC!’

Chika’s jaw dropped. “I didn’t even think of that…! This is so smart…! I could just walk up to him and let him know I’m interested…!” She achieved an incredibly advanced level of social understanding. ‘Screw it! I’m making it happen tonight!’

She turned off the monitor and hid Little Mike under the bedsheets. Examining the bags, she chose the perfect outfit to wear.

Chika walked out of the bedroom with a hammering heart and a nervous smile, fueled by pure adrenaline. It was time to make the craziest, most unimaginable of moves for Chika: be honest.

Result of this not-battle: BBCLOVE4LIFEPLZ loses. They were still not cursed.

***

Mike was in the living room, watching TV.

‘Ah… Life in Japan is exhausting…’ Mike had always had doubts about whether leaving the West to live in Japan was a good decision. ‘I enjoyed my porn career for a while, but… I stand out too much. Everyone’s always looking at me. Especially the women… I quit the industry because I was tired of being seen as just a piece of meat, but it still feels the same, just with less sex… Hah…’

At school, the mall, the train… Everywhere he went, people stared at him. ‘This girl stares at me a lot too… It bothered me at first, but I guess I don’t mind it anymore. In fact, she’s kind of fun to hang around, isn’t she?’ Mike had come to enjoy Chika’s constant bursts of random behavior. ‘I have to be careful, though… She’s really pretty, and it’s starting to affect my job… I don’t want to do something stupid. The train earlier was way too much… I don’t know how I avoided humping her. And catching her naked in the jacuzzi… Jesus Christ, I nearly jumped in there. My dick’s been hurting for days… I need a break to get off. But all that aside, she’s a sweet girl. It’s weird, but I kind of like the way she looks at me, unlike most people… Life gets boring when every guy hates you and every girl wants to use you… I guess taking this job was good in more ways than one.’

While he pondered about his life decisions and Chika, the light suddenly went dim. “Huh?” He looked around, trying to understand the source of the problem. “Chika…?” He saw her by the doorway to the hallway.

Without saying anything, she casually walked toward him, ultimately stopping right in front of him. “I’m right here.”

Mike unwittingly eyed her up and down. “Okay…?” It was impossible not to. She was dressed in an extremely enticing outfit.

Chika wore wore a tight-fitting yellow shirt with the words ‘BLACK BLACK CLUB’ in pink letters, each one covering a row from her ample bust to her lower midriff. On her lower body, her legs were bare; Whatever panties she had were covered by the shirt’s low hemline. It was a casual look that made her look feminine and sexy, especially when considering her underbutt was plenty visible. “Do you like it…?”

Mike opened his mouth to say something but stopped himself. Though his face conveyed clear confusion at the situation, his eyes did not stop checking her out. “Black black club…?”

“I bought it today. I thought it made sense to wear around you, since you’re a big black man with a big black…” She glanced at the area between his legs. Mike’s bulge was growing in real-time, which made her smile. “…You know what. Can I sit with you…?”

“S-sure…” He moved slightly to the side to make room for Chika.

Before he could even realize it, she turned around and sat on his lap, aggressively pressing her large ass against his bulge. “What’s this bump here, Mike…?” She wiggled her ass slightly, stimulating him.

“I-it’s…!”

“Hey, it’s twitching! Come to think of it, I felt something similar in the train today…” She twisted her body to face him, keeping his bulge dominated under the weight of her fat ass. “Mike, is this your dick? Is it a big black cock…?”

“What?!” The sudden introduction of aggressively vulgar words left him astounded. Chika’s behavior was making him increasingly nervous.

Chika brought her lips to his ear and whispered. “Mike, don’t you have this bump in your pants all the time when you’re around me…? If it’s a big black cock, does that mean you’ve had a huge boner all this time? I can even feel it throbbing…”

“Chika…” Mike had trouble understanding what was going on.

“Hey, Mike… I’m actually super sexy, aren’t I…? Isn’t it unfair that you’re always hard around me but can’t do anything about it…?” She ground her ass faster and more intensely against his bulge; In direct response, it throbbed more, desperate to burst out of his pants. “…I wouldn’t mind helping you…” She breathed on his ear with the sweetest voice she could muster.

‘Help me…?!’ Mike finally understood. “Hang on a moment…!” He put a hand in her face and gently moved her head away to make some room between then. “Chika, I think I know what you’re trying to do right now, but- Khh!” He let out an accidental grunt due to her unexpectedly skilled grinding on his bulge. “Ahem…! There’s no way any of this can happen, okay…?”

“Why not, Mike…? Your fat cock here sure seems to want it…!” She bit her lips to look sexier and ground her hips even harder, sinking her fleshy, moldable asscheeks against his loggy, steel-hard bulge.

“Chika…!” He grabbed her waist to keep her from moving, not realizing it just made Chika even more aroused. “No, Ms. Fujiwara! I am a bodyguard. I was hired to protect you. This can’t happen.” Mike powered through and denied her despite the irrefutable signs of desire presented by his penis. Using his hulking strength, he lifted her off his lap…

…Only to be caught-off guard as she grabbed his shoulders and used his grip as leverage to turn around in the air and wrap his lower back with her legs. “How are you going to protect me if you push me away like this?” Chika teased him with an obviously pointless argument, leaning in to press her chest against his.

“That doesn’t have anything to do with anything…!” Mike reacted faster, putting his hands in the way – an act that, evidently, backfired. He was now officially touching her covered breasts with the palms of his hands. “Ah…!” Reflexively, he pulled his hands back.

“I get it…! For a guy like you, it has to be much more than just a feel over a shirt, right…?” Chika smirked and swiftly removed her shirt, leaving her body clad in nothing more than a tiny, sexy pink lingerie.

…That was covered in designs of black spades? ‘What…?’ Mike raised his eyebrows, awestruck by the girl’s indirect confession and boldness.

“How about this…? If you want, you can sneak a hand in here…” She pointed to the valley of cleavage generated by the tightly-pressed bra.

Mike ignored her invitation. He was far more focused on the spades designs all over the fabric of her bra and panties. “Do you know what that means…?”

Chika embraced his nape with her arms, flattening her sizable, bra-covered breasts against his hard chest, and whispered in his ear. “What can a small Asian girl like me do when the black plague corrupts her heart… ♡? To think that the Caucasian, imperialistic west would seek to dominate the east by sending their black agents over ♡… If this will allow me to break free from fate, then I don’t mind letting my fair-skinned body be tainted by your superior black seed ♡…”

“What?!” Mike had absolutely no idea what nonsense Chika was saying until he heard her next few words.

“…I don’t mind forever changing my lineage if it’s with you, Big Mike… ♡!”

‘Did she just say my porn name?! Wait… Those lines… Aren’t they from…?’

Chika was quoting one of Mike’s most popular porn video series: A five-part romance story about a black agent sent to feudal Japan to infiltrate the royal family and corrupt their pure Asian lineage by forcefully raping the heiress. They quickly fall in love and it turns into a sex-filled romance about breaking free from the chains of fate, with three different musical scenes, one ‘bleached’ spin-off, and a visual novel inspired from it.

Mike had filmed so many porn videos that he would never have recognized those lines if not for the ‘Big Mike’ at the end. Now that he realized where Chika’s actions were coming from, his mind was struck with a colossal epiphany. Up until this moment, he simply thought Chika was an eccentric girl – an interpretation that was perfectly accurate. Yet, he now understood the source of her exaggerated eccentricity around him. ‘She’s known I’m an ex-porn actor all this time…’

“Come on, don’t you want to join me…?” She repeated the lines to him.

‘She’s just like any other girl? She just sees me as a black guy to have good sex…? Just flaunting herself around me and waiting for me to take her like I’m some sort of sex animal without self-control…’ Feeling blindsided by his new discovery, Mike resented Chika for a few seconds.

The resentment did not last long, however. No matter how much Mike tried, he did not feel angry that she was hitting on him.

‘Come to think of it, she has been trying pretty hard in her own way, hasn’t she…?’ He looked back at all their interactions thus far. ‘…I can’t remember the last time a woman put in any effort bigger than just dressing like a slut around me and assuming I’d fuck her just because I’m a big guy… It’s kind of sweet…’

For whatever reason, Mike appreciated Chika’s lust toward him. It felt accompanied by an unusual dosage of affection, something he missed dearly ever since moving to Japan and away from his family to do porn.

…Plus, she had very successfully sexually enticed him.

Not wanting to frustrate her and slowly losing the restraints in his mind, Mike stopped trying to push her away and grabbed her ass firmly with his big hands, taking control of her hips. “I won’t just change your lineage. I’ll transform you into a new type of queen…! One of spades!” With how intensely their eyes were locked together, he managed to say his line without cringing, despite always suffering during true shoots.

The burning desire coming from Chika was just that intense, engrossing him.

‘And the next part of this scene was…’ He remembered it well: The first kiss between the two characters.

Chika knew as well. She pressed her chest harder against him and slowly moved her face.

Provoked beyond control, Mike put a hand behind her head and brought her in assertively.

“Mngh!” Chika was taken aback for a moment but soon relaxed. “Mnnhhh…”

It was then that Mike realized something.

Chika barely knew how to kiss.

‘This girl is a virgin…! She’s a bit weird, but she’s actually very pure, isn’t she…? This girl actually really likes me, doesn’t she…? Not just as a sex object, but more… She’s not a nympho or anything…’

Mike found his feelings for Chika growing stronger.

‘I wonder what’s going on in her head right now…?’

***

‘……………………………………………………’ Chika’s mind was as blank as it could possibly be.

She had not mentally readied herself for the degree of success of her head-on strategy. She did not even expect to pull it off so confidently. Now that they kissed, every ounce of bravado in her body had vanished and been replaced with volatile anxiety.

Though her mind was void of thought, her body was most certainly not void of feeling.

“Mnhhhhhh ♡…” She kissed him with sloppy technique, not even bringing her tongue out to dance with his. ‘What do I do in this part?! How do you kiss a boy?! D-does he put it in me now?! Ah, no, wait, I should suck him now, right? That’s what those pornstars always do…! O-or should I first start groaning in fake pain?! But wouldn’t that be a weird jump?!’

Chika then realized JAVs were a poor educational source for sex. ‘HOW COULD I HAVE POSSIBLY KNOWN?!’ She was, undoubtedly, a victim of society. ‘Th-this is bad…! I just came super hard onto him…! And now I don’t know what to do…! He’ll lose interest in me! This is the sort of guy who can fuck any girl…! But I want him to be mine…!’

She utilized her porn-trained brain to deduce the best course of action to avoid boring Mike: Transitioning from this indecently hardcore kiss – which was nothing more a peck on the lips – to a wheelbarrow position for violent penetration. Any other woman would also reach this logical conclusion.

Once their kiss broke apart, she motioned to-

“M-mnnhm…?” Mike pulled her in for a second kiss, catching her by surprise. At the same time, he sank his other hand into her exposed rear globes, keeping her body tightly snugged against him. Even through his shirt, she could tell how chiseled and hard his muscles were. “Mnhhhm…? Mnhhh…”

This second kiss lasted longer. ‘Okay, once this one is over, I jump off his lap and-

“Mnhhmmm…?” Once it ended, he brought her in for a third… ‘Okay, now…’ A fourth… ‘Now…’ A fifth…

By the ninth kiss, Chika found herself relaxing fully. Up until now, she was the one having to take all the action to lead to this moment of intimacy. With him taking charge, there was no need for her to worry or think about the subject.

Mike was vastly more knowledgeable when it came to sex.

That was why it was so easy to open her mouth and accept his tongue when he inserted it in the tenth kiss.

It was also why it was so easy to keep her eyes open and maintain eye contact while their tongue embraced each outside of their lips during the fifteenth kiss.

…And also why she so easily accepted bending her head to the side to give him easy access to her neck. Chika drowned in submissive glee as he devotedly kissed her neck, sucking gently with his warm, wet lips. “Mnghhh… That feels good… Oooh…”

All throughout their making out session, Chika did not grind her hips even a little bit, though not out of want; Mike took charge of that as well, moving her lower body back and forth by simply using the strength of his arm. Her body was no more than putty in his hands, to be moved by his will.

She was so engrossed by his dominance of the situation that she barely realized when Mike stood up and started walking toward her bedroom with her straddled on him. Chika simply kept her legs wrapped around his muscular waist and continued to make out with him, now sloppily inserting her own tongue into his mouth and sharing spit voluntarily. Showing him that she was learning was her way of expressing affection.

The moment Mike kicked open the door to her bedroom, Chika realized what was about to take place. ‘I’m about to get railed like a whore by his huge dong…!’ She felt like her heart would slam out of her chest. ‘I-I spent all those days fantasizing about it, b-but it’s really about to happen…! B-but what if it doesn’t fit?! What if I’m not wet enough?! What if he doesn’t like it?! No, worse than that…! What if I can’t take it?! This guy is a wall of pure muscle…! What if I’m too fragile…?! H-he fucks mega hard…! Those pornstars are all trained, at least a little! I-I’m just a virgin…! What if- O-oh.’ Her mental rambling snuffed itself once he gently positioned her on the bed. It was such a soft, kind motion that she was mentally thrown off-balance.

“Let’s take it easy, okay?” He told her with a soothing expression.

There was nothing else Mike could possibly say or do to make her blush harder than this. Befuddled, Chika nodded slowly.

Mike removed his suit, shirt, and pants, getting down to his white boxers.

‘H-handsome…! Strong…!’ Chika nosebled slightly. ‘I bet he can knock me out with a flick… Look at how vascular his forearms are…! Huge…!’ The bulging, dark-skinned physique was perfect eye candy for Chika. ‘And right there is his… Big black cock…!’ It looked even bigger with just his boxers in the way.

“Hm…? What’s this?” Mike noticed something under the bed. It was a box of a black dildo modeled after him. “Oh… My face is on this box… This is limited edition too, isn’t it…?”

“My sisters gave me that!” It was a horrible lie.

“Y-your sisters also watch my-?!”

“A-as a prank…! It was a prank gift! Th-they have no idea who you are!” Or so Chika hoped.

Mike looked at her with incredulity in his eyes. “Got it… Huh? What’s that…?” There was a rod-like object concealed beneath the sheets. Before Chika could hide it, he grabbed it.

It was Little Mike.

“This is wet. Like… A lot.”

“I-I figured I could… Uh… Practice with it…! Y-you know?! I was only ever able to get the tip in!”

Mike squinted his eyes at the toy. It was drenched to the base. “Hm… Got it…” He tossed the toy and box over his shoulder.

They accidentally landed on Chika’s keyboard, which woke her computer and monitor up.

The JAV she was watching before started playing.

“…”

“…”

“…”

“A-aren’t we all on a path to somewhere…? I think life is a beautiful adventure, like a tabletop game…” Her brain broke from embarrassment. In a fit of insanity, she started spewing the ‘romantic speech’ that won over Mannequin-Mike’s heart earlier.

“Chika.” Mike called out to her with such an intense voice that her brain booted back up. “You didn’t prepare nearly enough for me tonight.”

“What does that mean…?”

He chuckled. “Sorry to tell you, but those toys received quite a downgrade during the design phase. They didn’t want to embarrass Japanese men.” Mike lowered his boxers slowly while standing close to Chika’s face, making the act of freeing his penis into an exciting mini-adventure.

“W-wait… Wh-whoa…!” The very first inch that she saw of his real cock was enough to make her eyes open wide and jaw drop: The girth alone vastly surpassed that of Little Mike. Every single inch after that just added to her awe. “I-it’s massive…! These veins are so thick…! A-amazing…! Whoah…! It smells strong…!” Having only ever seen censored versions of it, Chika never had a true notion of its size. “It’s thicker than my forearm…! A-and super long…!”

“You want to touch it?”

“Can I?!”

“Of course.” He wiped some drool off her lips, taking enjoyment in her wonder. “It’s going to be in you real soon anyway.”

Chika barely acknowledged his teasing, too awestruck by the opportunity to finally feel Big Mike’s monster cock. While grabbing it with one hand, she used the other to subtly rub herself; She was just too excited to hold back. “M-Monstrous…! Th-this is absurd…! Mnnghh ♡…” In a state of pure worship, she traced her small fingers along his veins, indulging herself in their sheer power and masculinity. “I can’t get even close to closing my hand… And it’s so heavy…! You’re soggy with precum, Mike…”

“You expected something different after teasing me like crazy?”

“Uhm…”

“What is it…?”

“I-it might be t-too thick…”

“You’re pretty cute for such an eccentric girl, you know?”

“H-heh…?”

Mike got on the bed and positioned himself on top of her, bringing his face close to hers. “I’ll be gentle. Don’t worry. I’ve taken hundreds of virginities before. But I’ll make yours the most special one of all, okay?” He made out her, sharing a large volume of spit.

“Okay ♡… I trust you… ♡!” She melted under his words and skillful kissing. ‘He’s right on top of me…! His black cock is resting on my tummy…! This thing is so heavy! It’s going to be wrecking my pussy any moment now! I’m getting destroyed by Big Mike’s super black cock…!’ The sexual nature of the interaction inevitably made her think of his porn actor persona again. ‘I love his muscles…!’ Chika felt tiny and safe beneath the hulking black tower of pure muscle. Aiming to make him feel as good and comfortable as she was, Chika extended a hand and started stroking his monster cock – albeit with an ineffective, amateurish technique. “It’s so hard…”

“It’s been this way for a long time now.”

“Is it because of me…? Did you get turned on by my body…?”

“Obviously.”

“I’ll take responsibility then…! You can unload in me until you’re satisfied…!” Chika spread her legs open to encourage him.

“Relax.” He passionately kissed her neck, making her shiver. “First, I need to make sure you’re wet enough to take me. I don’t want you to feel pain. Well… Not TOO MUCH pain. A little is part of the fun, isn’t it?” He smirked, enjoying having full control over her.

“I don’t mind…! If you want to destroy me, go ahead…!” Hearing that Mike was worried about her just turned her on more; That, and Chika loved the idea of being crushed by his big, strong body.

“Hah! You have no idea what you’re talking about. Just take it easy and let me handle it.” Mike brought a hand to her crotch and started stimulating her over her panties. “Hm, but you are pretty wet already… You were looking forward to this, weren’t you?”

“I masturbated every day thinking of you…! Nghh ♡…” A soft moan escaped her mouth as he pressed harder against her drenched underwear. To show initiative, Chika removed her bra.

Mike took the opportunity to remove her panties at the same time, exposing her lower hole. “Oh, nevermind anything I said. You are VERY soaked!”

“Hehehe…!” Chika let out a cute laugh, happy about his approval. “Mngh ♡!” It was soon cut off by him inserting two fingers inside her. “They’re big… ♡! Mnghh ♡…”

“You are TIGHT! I don’t know if I’ve ever met a girl this tight, Chika. Congratulations…! It’s just my fingers and your body is already clamping down hard…!” He slowly moved them further in, making room while pressing against her sensitive, rugged, wet walls. “If you were just a random girl, I think I’d just force my cock through and have you cope with it until you started cumming so much that it stopped hurting.”

“I’m not a random girl…? Nghh… ♡!”

He pulled his fingers out after feeling satisfied and aligned his fat, throbbing black cock with her wet hole. “What do you think?”

Chika did not know how to respond. Her heart and mind raced far too much. “Ah…! W-wait, let me just take the bow off my hair- Huh…?”

He grabbed her wrist mid-air. “Leave it like that.” His hands were massive compared to hers.

She blushed. “Okay… G-go ahead anytime, then…”

“This might get rough for you, so, here.” He released her wrist and grabbed her hand, keeping it pinned against the bed. “If it gets tough for you, just hold hard, okay?”

“What’s that gonna do- MNGHHHHH…!” Mike thrust in without waiting. Her body instantly crunched hard, flexing every weak muscle in her body to deal with the feeling of having a massive meat spear impaling her insides. “It’s so big…! Oh, God…!” Chika squinted her eyes, frowned her brows, and clenched her teeth to handle the excruciating pain. “It’s crushing me…! Nghhh…!” Without even realizing it, she also grasped his hand so hard that faint veins popped on her forearm.

“That’s just your perception. I’m prying you open, so you’re the one actually crushing me. It hurts, doesn’t it?”

“A little…!” Her voice barely came out due to the pressure on her stomach.

“That’s okay. Pussies are actually very elastic, so you’ll be able to take me soon enough, especially wet like this. Just do your best to keep breathing, okay?”

“But… It’s really… Hard…” Her neck muscles popped out with veins due to difficulty talking and breathing.

“That’s fine, isn’t it?” He brought his lips to her ear. “Didn’t you say I could destroy you?”

In a different circumstance, Chika would have cringed from having such a stupid line thrown back at her. Right now, though, cringing was impossible. It just made her feel more dominated by him, which made her even more excited.

Without waiting for her response, Mike started thrusting.

“Nghhhh… Mnghhh… Uuuungh…” Chika moaned in rhythm with his thrusts. Though they were slow and gentle, it still felt like her body was on the verge of tearing apart every single time. “How much is in…? Ghhh…”

“About one fourth… Khhh…” Mike also struggled with physical strain due to how tightly Chika’s insides engulfed his length. “Your body really likes me…! It’s holding onto me for dear life…!”

“Sorry…!”

“I told you, just take it easy. I’ll slowly drill into you until I’m bottomed out, okay? Just try to endure.”

“B-bottom out…? But that means you’ll break into my…” Chika imagined what her stomach would look like with a massive bulge poking out of it.

“H-hey, you don’t need to squeeze that hard!”

“Nghhhh ♡… Oh, God ♡… Yes, please ♡…” She barely heard him, fantasizing about the mad pleasure that would accompany such an outcome. Soon, the pain would overtake her again. “This is too much…! But I don’t want to give up…! Keep going…!”

“Just focus your energy on my hand, alright? You’re doing a great job squeezing it, so here is another one.” He grabbed her other hand and pinned both of them down on the bed, above her head. “Just relax and hold on.”

“Okay… Nghhh…” With her body and hands suppressed by Mike’s overly masculine physique, Chika could do nothing other than take his slow thrusts. Being forced to observe his majestic, bulging body move back and forth on top of her made her pussy squeeze regularly and hard, drawing bestial grunts from the black man.

Just like he said, she soon started madly gripping his hands. It felt like her forearm muscles would come out of place due to how intensely she did it. Restrained under him, it was her only way to vent off the tension building up.

Mike was the one with all the authority and freedom in the situation, and he used it to focus on prying her open to take his full length, albeit slowly and gently.

Several minutes of this passed. She could see his body become covered in more and more veins and sweat, deriving great pleasure from how her pussy walls zealously hugged his dick. “I feel so full…! It’s like you’re poking my stomach…! Ooooh ♡… That felt good ♡… So much of it must be in… ♡! Does it feel good for you… ♡?”

“That’s right. I’m already poking your cervix. I’ll give you a direct breeding soon enough.”

“Already…? Ah ♡… Amazing ♡… I’m so excited I didn’t even feel any pain ♡… I’m not feeling any, actually ♡… Just keep fucking me ♡… Ooooh ♡…” Chika loved looking at his face contorting in pleasure. ‘I feel everything burning up…! This is amazing…! I’m in heaven…! And he’s loving it too…! I’m making Big Mike feel good with my body…!’

“Khh! Fuck…!” Mike let out a loud, guttural grunt, clenching his teeth.

“NGHH ♡!” Just like she fantasized, the great moment came. A small bulge popped up on her stomach. “It didn’t even hurt…! Y-you’re in my womb…! I can feel everything tensing up…! Oh, god… ♡! It feels so good… ♡! Fuck… ♡! Fuuuuuuck… ♡!” Her vision turned blurry multiple times, overwhelmed by lagging ecstasy that continued to rise in intensity. Chika felt like her body would rip apart from the absurd thickness of the meat pole within her. Every inch of her insides spasmed violently, contracting around the monstrous length, hugging its dense veins and rugged girth.

With him bottomed-out all the way against the back of her womb, Chika felt an uncontrollable desire to feel even more intimate with the man. This drove her to raise her legs and wrap them around his waist - an extremely difficult act due to the expansive, hot object stretching out her insides; Moreover, with the hulking size of his body, she could not get her feet to touch around his lower back, even when wrapping with all her strength.

…And to make it even more difficult…

“Nhgh ♡! Hoh ♡! Oh ♡! Ungh ♡! Mngh ♡! Ghh ♡! Ooooh ♡!” …Mike stopped being gentle. “Ooooooh ♡! Hoooooh ♡! You’re breaking my pussy… ♡! Ooooh ♡! You’re punching the back of my womb! It’s changing shape… ♡! Nghooooooh ♡!” Her words were inevitably mixed with unintended guttural moans, muffled by loud bed creaks. Chika’s legs flailed about in the air despite her best efforts to keep them tightly snugged around Mike’s waist. “Ooooooh ♡! Does it feel good ♡?! Is my pussy tight enough… ♡?!”

Mike did not verbally answer, fully immersed in stirring her up. However, the veins of physical distress on his forehead told her all she needed to know.

‘I’m so tight that even Big Mike is struggling…!’ Chika had never felt so proud of something in her life.

She did not have much time to savor the feeling, though. With each thrust, Mike got rougher and rougher. “Oooooooh ♡! Hoooooh ♡!” Within the span of a couple of minutes, he was fucking her so savagely that her body sank slightly into the bed each time he crashed the full force of his hips against her drenched, throbbing pussyhole. “Nghhhhh ♡! Uuuungh ♡! My head’s getting all muddy… ♡! Hooooh ♡!” The bed creaked so loudly that she could barely hear herself or his grunts.

His ripped abs bulged out tremendously with each slam, matching the rhythm of his muscles flexing to let out loud, bestial sounds of physical stress and pleasure. From the moment Mike realized that her body had adapted enough, he no longer bothered soothing her or taking it easy. Mike knew that the best remedy for a girl’s anxiety in bed was to batter her brain with so much dopamine that it drowns away. With the initial barrier of excessive narrowness gone, he intended to brutally scrape her insides.

Not out of malice or selfishness, though.

It was exactly what Chika wanted and needed.

This was easily represented by her own stomach contracting to the point of very faint abs forming.

Chika melted in a sea of euphoria. Her womb and pussy walls hugged his girthy, long length in crazed love, eagerly suffering the attrition of his powerful cock. ‘He’s amazing… ♡! He just keeps pounding away… ♡! No matter how much I squeeze… ♡! I’m losing it… ♡! I can’t even breathe… ♡! I think I’m… ♡! About to… ♡!’ She could feel something big shooting up her spine. At any moment now, she would start…

“Cummiiiiiiiiiiiiing ♡♡!!” Chika let out her loudest wail yet without any conscious input. “Yeeeeeeeeeees… ♡! Oooooooooooh ♡!” Her body crunched frantically to let out guttural howls that she did not even know could come out of her. She entered a seizure so violent that her mind went blank with pure euphoria. In an attempt to maintain some semblance of control over herself, she bit Mike’s chest as her eyes rolled into the back of her head. The pussy that felt like it was being crushed a moment ago now felt utterly ravaged - a result of her body squeezing so hard that even Mike was forced to stop moving.

On the other hand, Chika did not stop moving for even a second. After convulsing in place for over a minute, her back arched and her head shot back, entering a new wave of mind-numbing orgasms. Unable to move due to her renewed and painful tightness, all Mike could do was watch her spasm frenziedly while staying in place. “Uuuuuuuuuuunh ♡!”

Just when it looked like she was about to recover herself, Chika entered another orgasmic seizure. “Hooooooooooooh ♡!” Her pussy was ablaze with lustful heat.

Mike was not even thrusting at this point. It was not needed. His hands; Muscles; Scent; Grunts; And big black cock pushing the back of her womb into a new shape were all the things keeping her stuck in an endless orgasmic spiral. “Nghhhhhhhhhh ♡!”

Right as her current seizure ended, a new one began… And then another… And another…

Chika spent several minutes cumming without break.

Initially, Mike intended to let it roll. Because his cock was indecently powerful and hard, he could handle the pain of her body trying to crush it into pudding. It felt like nothing more than pleasurable milking to him. Even more than that, he took great pleasure in seeing her cum so hard. It was easily the freakiest orgasm he had ever witnessed in his life, and Chika was a virgin until just a few minutes ago – though her hymen was long lost to Little Mike. The only reason she did not squirt all over him was that his cock plugged her slit to the brim, not giving it a single fraction of an inch to shoot out from; Nevertheless, he could feel the pussy juices bathing his cock, adding to the incredible pressure as her walls clamped around his length.

However, her orgasm had extended itself for so many minutes that there was literally no strength left in her body. Her faint muscles had contracted so hard and for so long that they popped out as if she were an athletic girl; Her upper chest had turned red due to constant, desperate attempts at breathing, but they were all rendered futile by her dangerously-flexed abdominal muscles keeping her body too tense to take in air.

“Chika?!” Once her moaning turned completely silent and her face turned red, Mike realized her orgasm would not be subsiding on its own. “Sorry for this, but it’s for your own good…” He freed one of his own hands - therefore using a single hand to keep her hands pinned down - and pressed it down hard against her midriff. With her body now tightly pressed against the bed, he pulled out in one swift, ruthless motion.

For the first time in Mike’s life, he felt pain from having his dick squished. As an ex-porn actor, he had been involved in dozens of rough deepthroats and facefucks in which girls accidentally bit him, but none of them ever hurt him; His cock was just too hard for that. Yet, Chika’s pussy was on a whole other level.

His eventual pullout resulted in a loud pop due to how intimately engulfed his dick was. Ultimately, Mike made the right call. Chika started breathing again.

…She also started squirting and moaning like a madwoman. “Oooooooooooooh ♡♡♡!!!!!” His abs and crotch quickly became bathed in her pussy juices. Chika’s pussy lips twitched wildly, trying to hug an object that was no longer there.

It took several more minutes of Chika spasming irregularly before she recovered. “Hah ♡… Hah ♡… Hah ♡… That was… Awesome… Hah ♡… Put it in… Fuck me again… I love your cock… I want it…” She did her best to maintain eye contact with him after finally winding back down from the extreme cumming.

To her surprise, Mike let go of her hands and lied down by her side. “You’re still getting used, so why don’t we try something lighter?” He pulled her into straddling his lap. “How about you ride me at your own pace?”

“I-is that okay…?” She stabilized herself above his tip with wobbly legs. Mike’s cock was so tall that she needed to stay at a half-squat stance to connect his glans with her slit. “I’ve never done this before… Can’t I hurt you?”

“There’s no way you’re breaking my dick if that’s what you’re worried about.” Mike rested both hands behind his own head.

She saw that as a taunt, drawing her competitive side in. “Don’t mind me, then…!” She rested her hands on his chiseled chest and slowly moved her hips down on his dick, ignoring the dripping juices oozing down onto his crotch. ‘He’s super lubed by my fluids, so it should be easy…! God, I feel hollowed out…!’

During the process of penetrating her hole with his dick, Chika made a mild miscalculation.

Her plan was to slowly sit down, hopefully all the way.

…However, Chika did not consider the immediate impact of feeling his massive meat inside her walls.

“NGHHHHHHHHH ♡!” The instant the tip entered her, she lost all strength in her legs and collapsed. With her walls turned elastic by the merciless pummeling from a few minutes ago, they expanded immediately with the pressure of her dead weight being confronted by his hard, immovable black cock. “Nghhhhhoooooooh… ♡!” Her thick legs and butt crashed against his sweaty, pussy juice-coated crotch.

Seeing Chika stumble made Mike laugh. “Are you okay? I didn’t expect you to just pound away at me like that!”

She was too dizzy to utter a comeback. “I’m going to take it slow… Okay…?” Chika slurred while breathing heavily.

“Take your time. We’ve got all night.”

“Thank you…” She threw all her body weight onto the hands pressed against his pecs and began grinding slowly. Gyrating her hips while the back of her uterus was stretched out by his hot, throbbing glans was a borderline impossible task. The sensation was so good that Chika wanted to start going wild. ‘I want to swing my ass up and down…! I feel everything twitching inside me…! The bottom of my stomach is burning up…! But if I go any harder than this… It’s too risky…!’ Chika applied every bit of self-control existent in her being.

She understood that another orgasm would single-handedly end her ability to keep going. Even now, she could barely move. The minutes-long continuous orgasm from before left her body downright strained. Chika had no doubts that if she tried to stand up now, she would just fall on the floor butt-first. ‘Even sitting on him is already too much…! I’m just running on adrenaline…! Ah, God, it feels too good…! Nghhh ♡… I can’t cum ♡… Hold on a bit, Chika ♡…’

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah… Just enjoy… The sight of my tits… While I ride you…” Her vision went blurry multiple times while talking. Speaking, breathing, and riding at the same time was too much for her cum-drunk brain.

Thankfully, she did not have to do it for much longer.

At some point, Mike moved slightly. His intention was simply to adjust himself on the bed for more comfort.

…Accidentally, this slight movement resulted in his penis moving half an inch up against the back of her womb.

This sudden shock was so great that Chika shook violently in pleasure, prompting her to collapse forward, flattening her large tits against his ripped chest.

The next couple of minutes were an orgasmic seizure so intense that Chika’s brain would fail to register it for future recollection. “Nghhhhhhhhh ♡…” She passed out while unconsciously wailing and burying her face into his muscular neck.

Her body would never forget it, though.

Result of this battle: Chika Fujiwara’s mind loses.

…But her body wins big-time.

***

Half an hour passed before Chika woke up again. Another half hour passed before she recovered from her dizziness enough to know what was happening.

She was being cuddled by Mike.

His cock remained ridiculously erect, throbbing at irregular interviews, intimately pressed between their bodies. Even though it was no longer inside her, the feeling of it poking her stomach made her body vividly remember the sensation of her lower midriff burning while being stretched out and cumming.

What called her attention the most were the veins drawn across its expansive length. Mike’s cock looked incredibly engorged and veiny. “You got close but didn’t finish…? Is that it…? Is that why it looks like it’s so swollen that it’ll burst…?”

“Oh, you’re up? Don’t mind that. Right now, just focus on relaxing. It was way too hectic for your first time. I should have taken it easier.” Mike caressed her hair. Chika felt so safe between his huge arms that her heart pounded as hard and fast as when she was cumming her brains out. Just looking him in the eyes was enough to make her vision blur out, not to speak of feeling his heart beating.

Still, despite Mike’s instructions, she grabbed his dick and began to pump it. “I can do at least this much, right…?”

“I guess that’s fine… Here, you should focus on the head.” He put his big hand over her tiny one and demonstrated the motion she needed to make. “The head is the sensitive part. When it’s wet, it feels great if you grab it hard and stroke.”

“Like this…?” She grabbed his tip harder and stroked sloppily.

“Not that fast. Grab harder and stroke a little slower.”

“…Like this…?”

“That’s it. Khh…” A sharp sting of pleasure made his body jerk and hug her harder. “Sorry…!”

“No…! I loved that…!”

For a couple of minutes, Chika delighted herself in handjobbing him to the point of being unintentionally crushed between his arms multiple times.

Realizing she was making Mike feel strong pleasure gave her the courage to ask a nerve-wracking question. “S-so… are you seeing anyone now…?”

“I’m looking at you.” He cringed the exact instant the sentence came out of his mouth.

…But it did not affect Chika. She thought it was the coolest thing ever, blushing an intense shade of red.

‘Mike doesn’t have a girlfriend…! I’m so lucky…!’ The path was clear for Chika.

She continued to stroke him with a big, dumb smile on her face. A big step had been taken today.

Result of this battle: Chika Fujiwara wins-

‘NOOOOOOOOOO! What am I doing?! This is too close to victory to suddenly stoooop! What do I do next?! I have to press on!’

Chika thought back to the smartest person she knew.

‘What would BBCLOVE4LIFEPLZ do?!’

…

“I want your BBC.” She said.

“Don’t you literally have it in your hand right now? Khh…!”

“I mean… I want your BBC for life, please!”

“Wh-what?!”

“Wait! I mean…! D-do you want to be my boyfriend?! Y-your BBC can come too!” Chika’s head ached with anxiety.

Instead of responding verbally, Mike grabbed her chin and brought her in for a prolonged, intimate makeout session. It was a clear ‘yes’.

His BBC also accepted, spraying her stomach and underboobs with voluminous, sticky, scented cum. Mike grunted while intertwining his tongue with hers. His cock pulsated for a long time, continuously shooting out jet after jet of powerful sperm.

During some moments, it thrashed about so wildly that it escaped the grasp of her oily hands, which made for funny moments of her trying to grab it mid-air while it shot semen all over her body. She did not want the quality of his orgasm to be reduced for even a millisecond, pumping him throughout all of it. ‘I’m going to wring this huge dick dry… Those balls are heavy and deserve it…!’

Long after he had already finished cumming, she still stroked him gently, making his body shudder with the sensitivity of a post-orgasm dick.

Chika only stopped once Mike praised her. “That was really good. You’re a sexy girl, Chika.”

“I can keep going…”

“That’s fine… Just relax…” He cradled her in his arms.

As they lied side-by-side again, Mike’s eyes opened wide out of nowhere. “Wait! Won’t your family be back any moment?!” Looking at the state he left Chika in, Mike felt extreme worry. Her ass and inner legs were painted red from repeated slamming, and her body was covered in cum, pussy juice, and sweat.

“They only come back after tomorrow.”

“Oh. Okay.” He felt like an idiot.

“We’ll have all day tomorrow…” Chika teased him with a devilish smile.

“So, what is the plan for tomorrow?”

"I think I just wanna spend tomorrow with my boyfriend!” Chika responded with a dreamy smile. “Ah, let’s make it official…!”

“Hm?”

Chika removed the bow from her hair and tied it around his girth. “Hehe ♡.” Mike laughed along with her.

They took each other in a romantic embrace and dozed off for the night.

Result of this battle: Chika Fujiwara and Mike win.

...And the bed loses horribly, fated to be broken.