>>44455903The bedroom door slamming open very quickly takes you out of the moment. You jolt upright as Korone lazily sits up, seeming mostly unperturbed by the occurrence. Fubuki quickly scurries in, head going every which way as she looks around the room. As she settles you on you, she grins wickedly, taking a pouncing stance before jumping! "MAN!" yells the tiny fox, opening her limbs wide to catch you. You realize all too late you played directly into her ploy. It's a fight!
Korone scoots a few inches to the left of you as the small fox attacks you while you grapple with her, watching you with amusement. Looking over to the door, you see more figures slowly pouring into the room. Botan, Mio, an incredibly embarrassed Watame...some brown elf? What the fuck is happening!?
"K-Korone?! What's going on?!" You shout, fighting for life or death against the fox in your hands. Why the fuck is she so squirrely despite being a fox? Is this Risu in cosplay? "Why are they here?!"
"Because," Korone casually replies, resting one hand on her cheek as she giggles. "You're ready. The fruit of my efforts...finally ready for harvesting! Self-sufficient, virile...the Ultimate Mate! The perfect man to breed us before menopause!!"
"WHAT?!" You yell out in response, attempting to keep the fox on top of you clothed.
Botan quickly shoves her way to the front, pulling Watame with her, who she quickly shoves forward by her shoulders. The sheep looks like she's five seconds away from death, her face a deep scarlet as she watches Fubuki attempting to mount you. You forgot you were naked from the waist down. "Fubuki, get out of the way! Watame's ovulating! We don't have much time!"
"R-Really, Botan, it's okay-" Watame tries to defend herself, eyes locked on your still wet dick. "I-I can wait my turn!"
"Don't be ridiculous! It's the perfect chance!" Adidas Lion retorts. She shrinks quickly when Fubuki turns her head, a look of fury painted across her visage.
"BACK OFF!" Fubuki hisses, ripping her shorts off. No panties. Scandalous! "IT'S BEEN OVER EIGHTY YEARS SINCE I LAST GOT THE CHANCE TO MATE! I HAVE SENIORITY, DAMN IT!"
"Really," Mio muses, ears twitching idly as she watches the goings on. "I would've thought Fubuki much more restrained...though I guess we all have our needs." She looks over to you as you meet her eye, giving you a polite smile. "Do your best, Anon! You've got a long line here!"
As Fubuki begins to win your struggle, the rest of the women slowly close in on you, looming over you as a fit of giggling breaks out among them. Korone grasps one of your wrists as she pulls it off Fubuki's arm, very quickly pinning it down to the mattress. You look at her in horror as she merely smiles back. She's kind enough to take her hand off your wrist and instead hold your hand directly, interlocking her fingers with yours.
"You'll make a great papa," she coos softly as the rest of your limbs are grasped and pinned, the rest of the girls talking and giggling amongst themselves. You feel a hand coaxing your manhood to an erect state. "And it's not cheating, so enjoy yourself. Okay?"
You don't have a chance to reply before the sensation of Fubuki impaling herself upon you rips all the air out of your lungs.
