Sona Sitri was quite a strong Devil (even if not a shade on her sister), but that didn't mean she relied on strength alone to get what she wanted. Oh no. Far from it. Heaven forb- Wait, let's rephrase that. The point is that she thinks with her brains rather than her fists.
Her mind is her most potent weapon. Capable of analysing a situation and running through a multitude of scenarios at once. To wit: Fallen Angels and a Nun had arrived at the school and wanted to speak to her. Either they were heavy hitters, had a plan, or they were dumber than rocks.
In such a situation it was impossible, utterly ludicrous, to be over prepared. Which is why she was behaving as though it was one of the first two without question. Not only was it likelier, but if she wasted time and energy because it turned out to be the last one (or some variation thereof), then it would at least still make good practise for when something more serious came about.
She'd placed several of her student council at concealed locations nearby, where they could watch from afar. A few others were further back to act in reserve in case something happened - in essence watching the backs of those watching the Fallen Angels in case of further unknown allies. Furthermore, due to the way they were positioned each member of the student council would be observable by at least two others at all times - which would make it impossible for the enemy to get the drop on them.
Meanwhile, Sona herself would walk out to meet them with her brand new council member, and Pawn, Saji Genshirou.
"Nervous, Saji?" Sona coldly asked. He nodded. "That's natural. If you want to impress me, then you'll follow my lead. Do you understand?"
"Yes," he said, but that didn't seem to calm him down much. Hrm. Sona wanted to give him a chance to impress her. He did have a Sacred Gear, which made him potentially useful. Further, he had an ambition. A stupid ambition, but one that she could use to her advantage. A harem. Naturally. Why else would a boy be so determined to attend this academy, where the ratio of girls to boys was skewed in such a way?
The unfortunate fact was that she could tell he had a little bit of a crush on her, which would have to go unrequited. He wasn't the sort of boy she was interested in. It was quite famous in the Underworld. Sona Sitri will only marry a boy capable of beating her in a game of chess. She'd seen him practising with the others. And losing every game. She'd seen him taking out books from the library about high level chess that he couldn't possibly hope to read through while maintaining a decent grade, his duties as a council member and a member of her Peerage.
Although she would admit. By her approximations, the effort was... cute. It didn't do anything for Sona herself, but it was... cute.
They approached the gate, and saw four figures standing there with their backs turned. From the look of them, there could be no question. The Nun in the middle. A slutty crow to the left. A wannabe goth to the right. And a tall pair of legs poured into a business dress.
"You wanted to see me?" Sona called out. By now the rest of the council should be in position, so now they could learn what this was all about.
"No," the slutty crow said in a sarcastic way. "We wanted you to see us."
The four of them turned around and - well now. Sona adjusted her glasses in a manner that could only possibly be interpreted as 'threatening'. Were they trying to needle her by showing off?
"Grigori, yes?" Sona asked. "I've heard your group is full of nothing but sluts, and with tits like those it's hard to think otherwise."
The nun gasped in quite genuine seeming shock, which caused her tits to jiggle and ripple quite a bit underneath that slutty habit of hers.
"How could you be so mean!" the nun asked.
"Shush now," the slutty crow said, stepping in front of the nun with a strangely protective stance. Strange, because the way she was leaning forward was really putting the emphasis on her tits. "This is a wicked devil who we need to purify, to keep her from taking any more souls. Have no fear, we shall not harm her, merely let her see the light."
"Why don't you go out and check out the town?" the gothic wannabe suggested, one hand twirling an umbrella while the other played with her tits. Her big, oversized for her frame, tits. Jiggly tits. Bouncy tits. Turbulent tits. Ooh, that was a good one.
"An excellent suggestion Mittelt," the one with the legs that suddenly didn't seem so excellent a descriptor as her tits did. Yes. Tits in a business dress. "The three of us can handle this matter. Go elsewhere and play, safely."
"Oh? I still don't understand what matter this might be," Sona said. "You haven't been very clear on your intentions, so how about we start with that?"
Fallen Angels never wanted to talk to Devils on friendly terms. Hell, it was often easier to ally with the forces of heaven sometimes than the Fallen Angels. At least heaven liked to pretend they had things like 'honour' and 'ethics'. The Fallen fell explicitly for being sinful, even if it was often just lustfulness. Often, they came across to Sona like the spoiled brat sitting in detention wondering how they get there.
The upper ranks of the Grigori could be dealt with somewhat.. But this looked like rank and file trash given she couldn’t identify any of them. They certainly seemed cocky, though, while standing in a Devil's territory in front of the little sister of the Leviathan.
"Tits..." Saji muttered. Yes. Those tits were really quite impressive, weren't they? Hold on now. Tits. They were <s>breasts</s> tits. They were <s>mammary glands that existed to provide milk to young</s> tits.
"Huh, I see!" Sona closed her eyes. "So, those tits of yours have some kind of effect? I suppose that's what you meant earlier when you said you wanted us to see you: You meant you wanted us to see your big succulent perfect ripe jubilant mouth watering tits!"
The trio of Fallen Angels cackled, but lightly, as if they were using their laughter to pet their cat.
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Tonight Issei had learned what a Stray Devil was, and he had gained a true appreciation for the word scaroused. The memory of the experience would haunt him the rest of his days.
"As this is my territory, I must deal with any Stray Devils that wander in and attack the people," Rias had said. She winked at Issei. "As my Pawn, you will be one of our front line soldiers - but for now I'd like you to stay back to see how a Devil fights. Kiba. Koneko. I would like the two of you to scout out the enemy."
"Of course," Kiba said.
"Understood," Koneko had said, then the two of them rushed inside fast, much faster than Issei had expected.
"Um, I can't see them fight from out here?" Issei said. But then Akeno lifted him up to a window, letting him peek inside. "So, do we really have to kill the Stray Devil?" Issei asked. "I mean, if I boosted my cock I could probably - I don't know - make it behave itself?"
"Perhaps one day," Akeno whispered, blowing into his ear. Oooh boy, she knew just the way to make a boy's knees weak. "But right now, let's not run before you can walk. If you have your own peerage, maybe you can sustain having enough energy to feed a Stray Devil without it going berserk."
Ah, that made a weird sort of sense. It wasn't just that the Stray Devils were rebellious, it was also that they were attacking ordinary people. In that case there wasn't much else for it. Like shooting a rabid dog.
In the darkness, Issei could see a shape moving around, stalking after Kiba and Koneko. Now, this was interesting. He hadn't really seen what those two were capable of yet. Would they be alright by themselves? Rias seemed to have full confidence in their ability to handle it. A Stray Deviil sounded like a pretty scary thing after all. He squinted to look in closer, wondering what sort of horrors he was about to behold.
Then out of the darkness it came: Boobs! A nice pair of big naked breasts! With a very pretty face, a healthy sheen to her skin and also eight pairs of hairy legs because her back end was a giant spider.
"Hoho! Some Devils came to -" the Stray Devil began, lunging for Koneko - who reeled back a fist and clobbered the Stray Devil's face with a punch that hit like a wrecking ball.
"You are keeping me from Issei's penis," Koneko muttered darkly. She had said it as if this was the gravest sin imaginable. "Kiba."
The pretty boy had some moves as it turned out. He became a blur of motion, kicking off the walls in a weird set of movements, before reaching into the air and pulling a sword out of <i>somewhere</i>, sticking it hard into the abdomen of the Stray Devil just in time for Koneko to kick it hard from the other side, sending it bouncing and sprawling out the front door before landing in a crumpled heap At Rias's feet.
"This is what their speciality is," Rias said. "Koneko is a Rook, meaning her toughness and strength are greatly enhanced. Kiba is a Knight, so his speed is greatly enhanced."
The Stray Devil reached up pathetically for Rias as if trying to grab her - but the redhaired devil stepped deftly back with her hand outstretched.
"While Akeno is the Queen," Rias said moments before lightning fell upon the sword sticking out of the creature's body. "Granting her a boost to Magic and Strength alike. While as the King -"
Magical energy accumulated in Rias's hand, and the Stray Devil simply... wasn't there anymore. Utterly and completely destroyed.
"I think you get the idea," Rias said. "Your next task as Devil is to master your skills as a Pawn. We shall cover that tonight while watching you give your childhood friend and her new acquaintance from the Church a deep thorough dicking. Now, my precious peerage, we shall return to Issei's home -"
"Ah! I just remembered!" Akeno said. "Mother asked us to bring some milk home."
Oh, that's right. Since the peerage had basically decided they'd start sleeping in his room from now on (for some reason), the girls had all taken to calling his mother and father... mother and father. It was kind of weird. But also kind of hot.
"Well, Issei. I suppose that falls to you as a task," Rias said. "You know better than us what kind of milk your mother wants picked up."
Which led to the here and now, with him picking up milk and heading off home. Which was good, it gave him some time to think.
"I would never have guessed Kiba could move like that," Issei said to himself aloud. "And Koneko is a lot scarier than she looks." Then he tilted his head. "Akeno is probably <i>less</i> scary than she looks, but that doesn't really say much does it?"
As for Rias... Man, she sure did look stunning there. So coll, calm and collected. Like she wasn't in any danger at all, even when the Stray Devil was within arm's reach. Then casually erasing the thing was - man, that was something he'd take to the grave!
As for the Stray Devil - wow, what a pair of boobs! Granted, he'd been able to play with Rias and Akeno's for a while yet, but still! Those were super impressive, the biggest he'd ever seen. Part of him would regret not having a chance to play with tits like those.
"I'll have to make up for it tonight!" Issei said with great enthusiasm. Yes. That was decided. Apparently there would be another orgy in his room tonight, which made him appreciate his new Devil life all the -
"Um, pardon me?" a tiny voice asked. "I don't know my way around town very well. What would be a really cool place to hang out?"
Issei turned around to answer the cute voice - and immediately, all thoughts of the Stray Devil fled his mind as if it had caught fire. Hell, for that matter all thoughts of the orgy as well. Because standing right there was a pretty little nun in a habit that didn't fit her at all and was clearly designed to show off her... assets.
And what assets they were! As a connoisseur of fine tits, Issei could tell you that these were a pair to be savoured, slowly over the course of time. Masterpieces like this didn't come along every day.
That was how Issei Hyoudou, user of cocknosis, met Asia Argent, user of titnosis.
- The natural impulses of titnosis and cocknosis compel these two into a seduction off the likes of which the world has never seen.
- Or the two of them could hang out and chill.
- Issei takes Asia home to meet the rest of his harem, which is probably the worst thing he could do in this situation really.
- Meanwhile, Sona and the student council find themselves in possession of large sensitive hypnotits. Except Saji, obviously, as he's in possession of a freshly broken brain.
- Back in Issei's room, the orgy starts without him.
- Something else
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