Story: DxD Loot Crate

Under normal circumstances Issei would consider this a truly heavenly experience. Here he was, sitting in the Occult Research Club having soaped up the considerable breasts of Akeno and small but soft chest of Koneko. And now he was moving on to working over the magnificent mammaries of Rias Gremory with her enthusiastic agreement. For a pervert like him with such a fascination with breasts, surely it could be nothing less than a glimpse into paradise.

But there was something, a flaw within this otherwise glorious event. A single problem that, not necessarily ruined, but gave him a bitter aftertaste as he kneaded these titties.

After all, these girls were only allowing him to do this because a mysterious villain had twisted the common sense of his classmates. As if that weren’t bad enough, this enigma had committed a most heinous crime by erasing bras and making everyone forget they ever existed! Truly, it was a horrifying thing to even contemplate.

As such, his thoughts were not on the fact that within seconds of him putting his fingers upon the soft and yielding flesh of the second bustiest babe in the school she had started moaning and whimpering and begging for him to continue with such erotically charged enthusiasm that one might easily mistake her for an experienced and popular porn actress. Oh, no. He was not even especially paying attention (which was fine, as the combo hit of liquid orgasm plus decent level of 'touching women' via Level Upper was doing the job for him) and instead trying to think of a solution for this problem. He needed to find this villain and bring them to president Sona so they would get the punishment they deserved.

The fate of all the bras in the school, perhaps even beyond depended on him!

"Nnnnnngyaaaaaa!" Rias loudly screamed. "Ooooh, Issei! Yes! Right there! Oh, how did I ever live without experiencing this bliss?!"

"Yeah, yeah..." Issei sighed kind of wishing that she would settle down and let him concentrate on this dreadful problem. "So, the reason I'm here is really simple. Do any of you girls know what a bra is?"

They shook their heads. Their bare naked and dripping chests jiggled with the movement.

"Well, that's the problem," Issei said, clenching his fist (after pulling that hand away from Rias's boob) and gritting his teeth. "Up until today it was an item of clothing that girls wore. A wonderful, stupendous item of clothing that accentuated the chest, supporting its health and charm alike. They were like a combination of the packaging of a christmas present and a wonderful dress that shows off a lady’s curves! But-but today everyone forgot about them, everyone except for me. And worse, all of them have vanished right off of people’s bodies!”

"Oh dear, that sounds like memory editing on a massive scale," Kiba tutted while consulting his book and moving things around the room. "Although I have to wonder who would do such a thing... It could very well have been an accident, though that is just supposition on my part. It would have to have been someone quite powerful to pull off such a thing and affect everyone here."

Nobody asked him! Issei focused his attention on the heavily breathing topless girls he'd been soaping up for the last couple of minutes to see their reactions. Their faces seemed quite flushed. Normally he'd think that they were horny (and in this instance would be quite correct), but right now he was thinking they were embarrassed by the implications of bras across the world vanishing because the single track his mind was on, well, it was going a different route than normal.

"Mmm..." Rias squirmed in his lap and pulled his hands back to rest upon her breasts. The girl leaned back into him, smiling vacantly. "Magic on this scale that is not affecting you... That does sound pretty normal. Especially since I think that I sense a Gear inside of you. Yes, it would be quite normal that someone like that wouldn't be affected by a mass magic spell that alters memories."

The other girls nodded along, muttering to themselves that this was completely and totally normal. Except, of course, that's not how these things <i>actually</i> work, they were simply justifying to themselves that two unusual things about Issei were cancelling each other out.

“I am quite sure that whoever is responsible for the vanished bras is also the one at fault for the liquid orgasm soap. So if we find out who did one of these things, we can find out the solution to both problems! So if any of you have a way to help with the investigation, I would be very grateful!”

"Rias... maybe we should give him certain other kinds of protections," Akeno suggested with what Issei thought to be a naughty twinkle in her eyes. "You still have all of your Pawns, right? Even if it was just an accident, someone powerful enough to erase this... bra thing from everyone's memories and get rid of them from everyone wearing them would certainly be a huge threat to an ordinary human."

"Mmm... yes, that sounds quite delightful, my Queen," Rias said out of nowhere. Her tone sounded a bit weird to Issei all of a sudden. She spun around in his lap and pulled her arms around his head. "So Issei. How would you like to become something a little bit more than human?"

“Huh, what do you mean?” Within his mind, a sudden image of himself in a sentai costume suddenly appeared.

"I am offering you the chance to stand against those who might have erased your precious bras," Rias continued. Then she kissed him. "I would like to form a contract with you. Why not protect your precious bras by joining us?"

Wait a minute... Wait! It couldn't be! This completely explained everything! Well, no. Not actually everything. It didn't explain the Riemann Hypothesis, nor did it explain what happened to the bras exactly. But now he had a pretty good idea!

These girls in the ORC were... they were... magical girls! Sona must have discovered this fact and was keeping it a secret while being their biggest fan! That was why she had sent him along to them: Because they had the power to sort this out. It must be one of their villains at play, stealing away the existence of bras because they were something truly pure and good. He would never forgive them!

"Alright! What do I have to do?" Issei asked. Little realising that the girls were all currently being compelled to find it normal to put him in erotic situations.

"Take off your clothes," Rias demanded. "Koneko and Akeno will have to rub your chest and legs down with oil while using only their breasts, while I will be inserting Pawn pieces into your chest - after checking that you agree to our terms."

"Alright, that doesn't sound too weird..." Issei mumbled.

"I will be carrying the Pawns one at a time across the room clenched between my butt cheeks," Rias elaborated.

“That is the normal way to do this?” He asked, feeling just a tad confused. This sounded nothing like these magical girls shows he knew, not even the ones with lots of skin being revealed.

Oh, heavens above and hell below, if only Issei realised what exactly he had just done to the world of devils.

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Kiba was the number one most popular boy in school. This was not as great an achievement as one might think when the primary competition is regularly caught peeking on the girl's kendo team. Nonetheless, it wasn't hard to see why he might be considered quite the catch. He was well spoken, charming, his eyes never wandered and of course he was quite handsome.

That didn’t mean he had no interest in girls, in fact he had quite a bit of interest! But he also possessed a good deal of self-control and a understanding of when the right time and place for this sort of stuff was.

Thanks to that self control he was able to avoid leering at the display going on over there.

"Ah, girls... can we hurry this up? I want to get back to the investigation," Issei would say while Akeno had his left thigh right in her cleavage. "The longer we delay, the harder it might be to get bras back to reality!"

"At the same time, if we rush things too much then you might succumb to the danger ahead," Rias said, squatting down so that she could pick up a Pawn in between her butt cheeks. Then, with great care and discomfort, she walked across towards Issei in a manner not entirely unlike a constipated duck. "If you fall, then none shall exist in this school who know what a bra is. Can you chance this?"

"Nooooo!" Issei yelled, in a manner of absolute despair that one might not normally associate with a renowned pervert who had Koneko vigorously rubbing her chest up against his. After trying to oil up his leg had turned out.. difficult with her rather.. small breasts, Akeno had suggested she focus on that area instead.

It did leave Koneko’s own butt occasionally getting poked by a certain body part that Issei was really trying to calm down right now.

Still, Kiba's awareness of this only extended to his own natural attention to his surroundings due to his fighting instincts and not at all because he was engaged in perverted voyeurism. He was far too preoccupied with the important matter of trying out this feng shui book. He had initially been trying to use it to increase work efficiency, up until he got the bright idea to use it in a different way.

You see, it all comes down to energy inefficiency. According to this book it was tremendously easy for productive energies to filter out and get lost in the ether. All of it wasted instead of used for something useful. There were multiple chapters on how to redirect energy that gets wasted, and how to turn it to other pursuits. Kiba though just thought to do something simple and straightforward. Stop it from leaving, make sure that it had to be properly used before going away.

And, do, you know, for some reason it got into Kiba's head that this Issei guy might get into more perverted circumstances if the energy he made sure didn't get wasted was 'lust' energy. Now, since that would be a perfectly ordinary and normal and mundane thing for him to do... well, why not?

For this purpose, Kiba was focused on the explanation in the book and tried his best to tune out the quick breathing of Koneko and Akeno, and the amused voice of Rias. He quickly moved a cupboard a little over there, then moved a vase over there.. then left the room and looked around.. Right he had to open a window opposite of the room.. then take the clock hanging over there and put it on that wall..

It was almost odd just how much the examples in the book fit to what the reality of the school held.

“Fuhhh.. that should be all.” Kiba wiped a bit of sweat off his forehead. This should make sure that not a drop of lust energy would be wasted across the school grounds. Hence maximising the chance of perverted events occurring to Issei - which again, is a completely normal thing to happen.

"There. Congratulations Issei Hyoudou. You are now the Pawn within my Peerage."

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Huh. He didn't actually feel all that different. Even after Rias had put all eight of those Pawn chess pieces into him, Issei still didn't feel all that more powerful. Well, whatever. For now he'd make sure that he stuck around these other magical girls, and try to work things out by watching them.

Perhaps he would get some magic powerup at some point that awakened his true potential or something like that.

"Uh... I guess we ought to investigate where this liquid orgasm stuff came from," Issei tentatively suggested.

“Well, the best lead should be the track team’s manager. She is the one who buys supplies for the sports clubs from what I know.” Kiba stuck his head into the room again, having walked out halfway through this for some reason.

The track team leader? For the first time in about half an hour, Issei's perverted sense of self came back to the forefront. A track team leader was, of course, the big breasted oneesan type. The sort that dotes on her juniors, gently encourages her team to do better with a cute and cheery smile. At this academy of mostly girls, he could hardly wait to see -

"Yeah, whadaya want?"

A tall girl who was flat as a rake, had thighs that looked like they could fell trees unfortunate enough to get trapped between them and was wearing a shirt that was highly critical of any men who happened to take the time to read it.

<i>“Hey pervert, I am Stronger than You! Can Get more Chicks too!”</i>

Also she was jogging on the spot while talking with them. Which was a little off-putting and, honestly a little rude.

“Ehh.. we are investigating the problem with the liquid orgasm soap. Did you buy these?” Issei wasn’t sure what was more insulting, the girl’s t-shirt or her utter lack of a chest. If she had at least a good pair of boobs, he would forgive her given how they would be jiggling.

"Oh, that shit?" the girl spat on the ground. "Yeah, that's super annoying. Our budget is tight as it is already and then some pervert goes in and switches our soap for this stuff. What the heck, is peeking not enough anymore?” Her grumbling could have likely scared a grown man away if they had been the source of her ire.

Something struck Issei as odd about that. "You know it makes girls cum when it touches them, right?"

"Yeah, yeah," the girl shrugged. Still jogging, by the way. "But that's not too weird, I mean we do shower in a <i>site of perversion</i>. Really, why did the school make that the shower room?"

Issei.exe has stopped working. Rebooting.

“Site of perversion?” His voice was filled with utter confusion, and he was looking like someone had just told him that the Easter Bunny had stolen his pants. Aka, totally befuddled.

“Yeah, some kinda occult stuff. Random perverted shit gets attracted to that room. Don’t you know, it is like one of the mysteries of the school? They say the spirit of a virgin who died a day before she could confess her feelings is haunting the place.” The girl said this with the sort of certainty that one may speak about the colour of the sky or the name of the president.

Issei looked across to Rias for help. She coughed politely and took the lead.

"We shall need to see this room for ourselves," she said.

"Yeah sure, shouldn't be anyone in there right now anyway..." the track team leader shrugged and led the way off to the locker room. Well, at least she had a nice butt. Trouble was, Issei wasn't really a butt guy so he couldn't fully appreciate it. Oh well, he'd take what he could.

"Mind where you're stepping!" a voice shrieked from inside the girl's shower.

"Sorry mistress..." another girl replied. This one sounding very familiar to Issei's ears. He pushed his way in, and found... of all people, the bane of his very existence. Aika Kiryuu the girl that had been mocking him and whom was immune to his perverted reputation. Something he would have welcomed in anyone else, except she was just as, if not more, perverted than him!

Case in point: She was naked and was using her hands to keep upright by grabbing onto another girl's swimsuit clad chest.

"Well, isn't this interesting?" Issei remarked, watching as Aika groped that rather impressive bust. "Aika, Aika, Aika... And you like to make fun of me for being so obvious?"

This led to something quite interesting happening, though Issei was not remotely cognizant of it. Raynare was currently super scared of Issei - but the boy was also wearing the normality earrings. As a consequence of this, the thought of 'it is normal for him to be here' ran headlong into her knowledge of 'he is super dangerous and brainwashes people into willing sex toys’

"Pardon me, I have to be somewhere else," Raynare said. "I look forward to our appointment later on because my boobs are in desperate need off - Bye!"

And then she ran off. While dressed in a swimsuit. Funny, she wasn't even wet or anything. A moment later a totally naked Aika ran after her.

"Man... that figure was kinda nice," Issei muttered to himself. "Now, that's the kind of body a track team leader normally has."

"Ugh, that chick probably slipped on a wet patch and fell into her tits," the track team leader said. "Happens all the time in this pervy room. Seriously. All. The. Damn. Time."

Issei turned to ask her something or other, but he rather quickly forgot what the question was. Which made sense, as her body had changed into a more or less approximation of that girl in the swimsuit. Gasping to himself, he looked around the room in a panic.

"Rias, I think we've found our problem," Issei said. "This room... truly is a den of perversion!"

1. Cue Issei and Rias trying to exorcise the room.
2. Meanwhile the student council continues to be brainwashed.
3. Sona gives in to her magical girl aspirations.
4. Akeno has a few more perverted desires to be fulfilled.
5. Something else