"Himaaa~"
"Those who do not work shall not eat."
That was the unbreakable rule I carried with me even after being flung into this strange new world.
Which was exactly why I spent the entire sunny afternoon helping out at Souna's humble little stall deep in the slums of Shikito.
Souna sold clean, refreshing water and crisp rice crackers to the poorest children. She kept the prices dirt cheap, accepting only the nearly worthless iron coins that even beggars treated like pocket lint.
There was basically zero profit in it, but she refused to hand anything out for free. We had talked it over carefully and agreed: free handouts just encouraged the sneakier kids to scam extra portions by coming back again and again with the same sad eyes.
"Every world really is the same, huh?" I muttered under my breath, watching yet another swarm of dirty-faced children descend on the stall like a tiny, starving army.
Poverty truly was the root of every problem here.
One iron coin was worth roughly one Japanese yen back home. The minting was so sloppy and crude that even obvious counterfeits would probably pass without anyone noticing, but nobody bothered forging them anyway—there was simply no money to be made.
Yet the slum kids hoarded those worthless little coins like precious treasure, clutching them tightly in their small, grubby fists as they ran up to the stall.
"Osenbee~! Gimme senbei!"
"Water please! I'm so thirsty!"
They came pouring in from every narrow alley and shadowed corner. Souna handed out the snacks and small cups of water with the calm, practiced ease of someone who had done this exact thing a thousand times before.
More and more children seemed to materialize out of thin air until the stall was completely surrounded by a noisy, excited crowd of tiny bodies.
"Good clean water really is precious in a place like this," Souna said softly, her gentle smile never fading even as she worked nonstop.
I nodded in understanding. In the slums, even safe drinking water could mean the difference between life and another bout of fever that might carry a child away. Her small kindness carried real weight here.
While we chatted between waves of customers, a cheeky boy with messy hair and a missing front tooth poked his head boldly over the counter.
"Hey, hey, big bro! Are you Souna's boyfriend or something?"
"Nope," I answered flatly, shaking my head.
Souna's cheeks instantly flushed a deep, embarrassed cherry red. She looked down at the counter, biting her lip in clear dissatisfaction, her ears burning hot. The pout on her face was almost adorable.
"Souna is super kind! Everyone loves her so much! We want her to stay here with us forever and ever!" the kids chorused enthusiastically, several of them nodding so hard their hair flopped around.
It was obvious how deeply these children adored her. Souna had once been a low-ranking candidate for the city's brothels, a girl who could easily have ended up beaten and broken in some filthy back alley.
Surviving that razor's edge of hell was probably exactly what allowed her to pour such warm, genuine affection into these starving slum kids without reservation.
"…Actually," she whispered so softly I almost missed it while handing out another cup of water, "I really wish I could sell them juice too. Even one single drop would give them a tiny spark of hope to keep living through another hard day."
Hope.
"It's sweet… and kind. The taste lingers on your tongue like a gentle hug from someone who cares. If drinking even a little means I can taste that sweetness again, I'd endure any humiliation, any pain, any degradation. That's how powerful a hope it becomes for kids who have almost nothing."
Damn. In this harsh world, simple sweetness really was something close to a miracle.
"If I tried selling it normally, it would cause total chaos, right…?" I asked, already picturing the riot.
"Yes," she sighed, a small, wistful smile on her lips. "The kids would lose their minds. The adults too, probably. It would turn into a mad scramble."
We spent the rest of the warm afternoon brainstorming clever, safe ways to introduce juice without triggering a full-scale slum frenzy. Ideas flew back and forth between us—tiny tasting portions wrapped in lottery tickets, secret "good kid club" memberships, special rewards for helping clean the alleys.
Souna's eyes sparkled with quiet determination the whole time, and for a few precious hours the heavy weight of this new world felt just a little lighter around my shoulders.
By the time the sun began to dip toward the horizon and the last of the children wandered off with full bellies and bright smiles, I felt strangely content.
Helping Souna like this grounded me. It reminded me that even in this chaotic isekai life, small acts of kindness still mattered.
But the moment the stall was packed away and night swallowed the city streets, everything shifted again.
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(Ami's POV)
Senpai had worked through the entire day like the capable, trustworthy senior I had always looked up to. Customers adored him. The boss trusted him with more and more responsibility every shift.
While we stood side by side behind the counter, I kept telling myself that he was healing. He was getting stronger. He would be okay.
Yet the second the shop lights went out and the heavy door clicked shut, the mask crumbled.
The video was already playing on loop on my tablet, the screen glowing in the dim bedroom light.
"Unnyaaaaah♡♡♡ My loose, sloppy, completely ruined cunt feels so fucking goooood♡♡♡!"
There was my once-elegant, intelligent senpai—reduced to a drooling, graffiti-covered mess on all fours like a bitch in heat.
Her entire naked body was scrawled with the degrading words I had written myself in thick, permanent black marker earlier that evening:
'Perverted Cum-Pig'
'Disposable Toilet'
'Cum-Dump Only'
'Broken Meat Sleeve'
'Worthless Cum Rag'
Her legs were spread obscenely wide, puffy pussy lips swollen and gaping open, dripping thick, sticky strings of her own juices mixed with earlier loads onto the cheap motel sheets.
The man behind her—our undeniable Master—had his massive, veiny cock buried balls-deep inside her, slamming forward with savage, punishing force that made her whole body jolt forward each time.
I sat completely naked on the edge of the bed, legs spread wide, two fingers buried knuckle-deep in my own dripping pussy, rubbing frantically while I watched with glassy, dead eyes.
He wasn't gentle. He had stopped pretending long ago.
SLAP!
His large open palm cracked hard across senpai's plump ass, leaving a bright, stinging red handprint that made her squeal.
"Fuck, your cunt's getting even sloppier every time I wreck it, you worthless pig. Squeezing my cock like a desperate, cock-starved whore—did you spend all day at work daydreaming about getting your holes destroyed like this?"
Senpai's voice came out broken, dripping with pure masochistic lust as she pushed her ass back to meet his brutal thrusts: "Yesss♡♡♡ I missed Master's thick, brutal cock so much!
My pathetic cum-dump pussy has been aching and drooling all day long while I smiled at customers, thinking about getting pounded into a brainless mess! Please… please ruin me more, Master! Break your worthless toilet even harder♡!"
He laughed, low and dark, then grabbed a thick fistful of her hair and yanked her head back sharply while his hips pistoned even faster.
The wet, obscene sound of flesh slapping violently against flesh filled the entire room—PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!—echoing off the walls like a filthy rhythm.
I could clearly see the thick bulge of his cock distorting her lower belly outward with every savage, womb-crushing thrust.
"Beg for it properly, you filthy toilet. Tell me exactly what a disgusting, cum-addicted slut you really are while I choke the life out of that pretty neck."
His strong hand wrapped around her slender throat from behind and squeezed hard, cutting off her air. Senpai's eyes rolled back instantly, her tongue lolling out lewdly as her face flushed a deep, pretty shade of red.
"Ghhk—! I'm… I'm nothing but a disgusting… cock-addicted… perverted… cum-pig slut♡♡♡ Master's personal onahole… disposable fuck-meat… cheap cum-rag… Please choke me harder while you breed my worthless womb raw! I want to cum so hard from being strangled like the trash I am—!!"
He tightened his grip even more until her voice turned into wet, gurgling, desperate moans. Her pussy spasmed violently around his pistoning cock, squirting clear girl-cum all over his heavy balls and down her own thighs in messy arcs.
"Fuuuck, you're already creaming like a broken faucet? How pathetic. Look at you—elegant senior employee by day, brainless cum-rag by night. Does your cute little kouhai have any idea what a depraved whore her precious senpai actually is?"
He glanced straight at the camera—straight at me—and smirked viciously while still choking senpai to the edge of unconsciousness.
I whimpered loudly, rubbing my swollen clit faster, my own juices soaking the sheets beneath me. "She… she doesn't know yet… but I'm turning into the exact same thing… I'm becoming just like you, senpai…"
Senpai's whole body suddenly convulsed in a choking, oxygen-starved orgasm, her pussy clamping down like a vice around his cock, milking him desperately as she squirted hard.
He finally released her throat at the very last second before she blacked out. She gasped desperately for air, long strings of drool pouring down her chin and onto the bed.
"More… more please♡♡♡ I need Master's cock to completely break me! Slap my tits raw! Choke me again until my eyes roll back! Use me until I can't even remember my own name or how to speak properly!"
Without warning he pulled his glistening, pussy-juice-coated cock out of her with a wet pop, flipped her over onto her back like a lifeless ragdoll, and climbed on top, pinning both her wrists above her head with one powerful hand.
His other hand delivered a sharp, stinging slap directly across her flushed face.
WHACK!
Senpai moaned like a whore in heat, her eyes sparkling with pure masochistic joy. "Yes! Hit me harder, Master! Treat me like the worthless piece of meat I am! Slap your cum-pig until her face is red!"
He slapped her again—left cheek, then right—each crack echoing loudly. Then he grabbed both of her soft breasts and squeezed them brutally, pinching and twisting her stiff nipples until she screamed in pained pleasure.
"These fat udders are only good for milking cum now, aren't they, you dirty pig?"
"Yes♡♡♡ They're Master's personal cum-milking udders! Please slap them bright red! Make them bounce and jiggle while you fuck me stupid and senseless!"
He obliged immediately, raining heavy, open-palmed slaps across her tits until the soft flesh glowed an angry red and jiggled obscenely with every impact.
Then he lined his thick cock up with her dripping entrance and slammed back inside her in one single, brutal thrust, bottoming out hard against her cervix.
The cheap bed creaked and groaned violently as he started pounding her in a full, deep mating press, his heavy balls slapping loudly against her ass with every savage stroke.
PLAP-PLAP-PLAP-PLAP-PLAP!
"Take every inch, you broken pig! Feel that? My cock is rearranging your slutty guts and punching your womb over and over!"
Senpai's legs kicked wildly in the air, toes curling tightly as her eyes crossed. "It's so deep—! Your cock is battering my womb directly♡♡♡ I'm going to cum again so hard—! Choke me while you flood my insides with thick cum! I want to feel your hot, sticky seed painting my slutty womb completely white until it overflows—!!"
He wrapped both of his large hands around her throat this time, squeezing with real, dangerous pressure while he jackhammered into her without mercy.
Senpai's face turned a deep purple, her eyes crossing completely, yet her pussy kept gushing nonstop, squirting messily around his thick, pistoning shaft with every thrust.
"I'm gonna cum… deep inside your worthless, ruined cunt!" he growled, voice rough and animalistic with building pleasure.
Senpai could only gurgle brokenly through the choking grip: "Cum… cum inside… breed your filthy toilet… fill me until my belly swells… I'm cumming—cumming so hard from being choked and slapped and used like a cheap whore—!!"
Her entire body seized up in the most violent orgasm yet, pussy convulsing and rippling around him like it was trying to suck him even deeper. With a deep, satisfied groan he buried himself to the absolute hilt and erupted.
Thick, heavy ropes of hot cum blasted straight into her womb, so much and so powerful that her lower belly visibly swelled outward from the sheer volume.
He kept thrusting through his orgasm, using her throat like a handle to keep her body locked in place while he pumped her full.
When he finally pulled out with a lewd, wet squelch, an obscene flood of thick white cum poured out of her gaping, ruined hole like a broken faucet, soaking the sheets beneath her.
But he still wasn't done. Not even close.
He dragged her limp body off the bed by her hair, forced her down onto her knees on the floor, and shoved his still-hard, cum-and-pussy-juice-smeared cock straight down her throat without warning.
"Clean every inch, pig. Taste your own sloppy cunt juice mixed with my fresh load like the depraved cum-guzzler you are."
Senpai's eyes watered instantly but she sucked greedily, hollowing her cheeks, gagging loudly and wetly as he face-fucked her without the slightest mercy.
The thick bulge of his cock was clearly visible sliding up and down inside her throat with every brutal thrust.
I couldn't hold back anymore. I crawled over on all fours, still completely naked, and buried my face between her spread thighs, licking and sucking up every thick drop of cum leaking from her destroyed pussy while she continued getting her throat used like a fleshlight.
"Senpai… you look so fucking beautiful when you're being completely broken like this…" I whispered hotly against her dripping folds, then dove back in, tongue-fucking her cum-filled cunt desperately.
The man noticed and let out a dark, satisfied laugh. "Look at that—your cute little kouhai is eagerly eating my load straight out of your ruined hole. You two really are a perfect pair of matching cum-dumpsters now."
He finally pulled his cock out of senpai's throat with a long, sloppy pop, strings of saliva and cum connecting her lips to his glistening shaft. Then he slapped the heavy, wet cock across both of our upturned faces repeatedly.
"Open wide. Both of you worthless sluts. Tongues out."
We obeyed instantly, kneeling side by side with our mouths open wide and tongues hanging out like obedient pets, eyes glazed over with lust.
He stroked his massive cock furiously right in front of us and unloaded again—thick, powerful ropes of cum splattering messily across our faces, shooting straight into our open mouths, coating our hair, dripping down onto our heaving chests and marked bodies.
Senpai immediately started scooping the warm cum off my face with her fingers and feeding it to me, then leaning in to kiss me deeply, our tongues dancing and swirling together in a sloppy, cum-swapping make-out session that left long white strings connecting our lips every time we parted for air.
"See, Ami…? This is exactly what we are now… and it feels so fucking good, doesn't it…?" she whispered breathlessly against my mouth, voice hoarse from all the screaming and choking.
I nodded weakly, kissing her back even harder, savoring the salty, thick taste of Master's cum on both our tongues. "Yes, senpai… I want to be exactly like you… a broken, cum-addicted, graffiti-covered, choking-loving pig just like you…"
We made out messily for long minutes, tongues battling wetly while Master watched with a satisfied smirk, already stroking himself back to full, throbbing hardness.
Round two started almost immediately.
He grabbed senpai by the hair again and threw her face-down onto the bed, ass high in the air. Then he slammed his cock back into her cum-filled pussy in one brutal motion and started pounding her even harder than before, the wet sounds louder and filthier now that she was already overflowing.
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
His palm cracked repeatedly across her ass, turning the soft cheeks a bright, angry red that would bruise beautifully by morning.
"Tell your cute little kouhai exactly how much you love being treated like absolute garbage, you filthy pig!"
Senpai screamed in pure ecstasy, voice cracking: "Ami—! I love it so much—! I love being Master's worthless cum-pig—!
My pussy only feels truly alive when it's being slapped raw, choked unconscious, and filled to bursting—! Watch me—watch your precious senpai get completely destroyed and turned into a brainless fuck-toy—♡♡♡!"
I fingered myself furiously right beside them on the bed, adding my own broken voice to the symphony: "Senpai… you're so incredibly hot when you're being broken apart… I'm going to get the exact same body piercings tomorrow… I want Master to slap me, choke me, and use me exactly the same way—!!"
He reached over without missing a single thrust and slapped my face—first lightly, then much harder when I moaned sluttily for more.
"Good girl. You'll be next on the menu very soon, little cum-dump."
For the next full hour he used senpai relentlessly and without pause—choking her until her eyes rolled back and she nearly blacked out over and over, slapping every single inch of her body until her skin glowed red, forcing her into the most humiliating and degrading poses imaginable while he fucked her through orgasm after squirting orgasm.
Every time she came she gushed hard, soaking the mattress. Every time he came he made sure to pull out at the last second and paint her face, tits, or ass with fresh loads, only to shove his cock back inside her immediately and keep pounding without mercy.
Senpai's voice grew hoarse and raspy from nonstop screaming and begging:
"Harder—! Choke me until I actually pass out this time—! Slap my swollen clit while you wreck me—! I'm your toilet—your onahole—your broken, worthless meat—!! Fill me again—breed your pig until I can't walk tomorrow—!!"
And I stayed right there the entire time, licking up every single drop that leaked out, kissing her cum-covered lips passionately, whispering over and over how much I loved her like this, how perfect she looked when she was reduced to nothing but a choking, slapping, cum-drenched mess.
By the time Master finally collapsed onto the bed in exhaustion, both of us were completely covered in multiple thick layers of drying cum, our bodies marked with fresh red handprints and the black graffiti that had started to smudge from sweat and fluids.
Our pussies were gaping wide open, still twitching and leaking endless streams of white.
Senpai weakly pulled me close into her arms, kissing me softly and tenderly despite the depravity we had just wallowed in.
"Tomorrow… we'll go back to work like normal again… smiling at customers… and no one will ever know what we really become at night…"
I smiled back at her, broken and strangely, deeply happy in the wreckage.
"Yes, senpai… I love you more than anything."
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(Miu's POV)
"…What are you two doing?"
Aou and Oumi-chan were tangled together on the soft rug in the living room, both completely naked, their small bodies rubbing and grinding against each other with cute, lewd little moans filling the air.
"Sex practice," Oumi-chan answered cheerfully, as if it were the most normal after-dinner activity in the world.
"Auuu♡♡♡"
From the flushed, blissful look on Aou's face and the way her hips were moving, this was clearly far from their first "study session" together.
"I noticed you've been sneaking out a lot lately and coming back all sweaty…"
"Auuu♡♡♡"
"Let's all exercise together♡" Oumi-chan invited me with her brightest, most innocent-looking smile, patting the rug beside them invitingly.
"Umm… is that really okay without asking first?"
I hesitated, cheeks warming. We probably needed Master's permission before things went any further. Although… I had been suddenly jumped and ravished by Merry-chan without any warning or permission before, so maybe the rules around here were a lot more flexible than I thought.
Just then Merry-chan herself walked into the room, tilting her head cutely with genuine curiosity.
"Huh? Miu-chan, Oumi-chan, Aou-chan, what are you three doing over there?"
"…You girls, seriously…"
Master appeared right behind her in the doorway, clutching his head in pure exasperation at the sight of three (and very soon four or more) naked, eager girls already starting to play.
The night was still young, the air thick with anticipation, and the endless chain of delicious madness continued to tighten lovingly around every single one of us.