Once again, we return to that old theme: Be careful what you wish for, you just might get it. Long had Issei Hydou dreamed of the day he would have a harem of pretty girls crawling all over him, moaning his name, rubbing their bodies up against him. Well. Here he was. Lying on a sofa in the ORC club room, with Rias, Asia, Aika and Raynare quite deliberately and wantonly rubbing their gigantic mind-melting tits up against his naked body.
"Ah! Girls, get ahold of yourselves!" Issei protested, barely believing the words to escape his lips. This was paradise, right? If he asked, then any one of them would get on his dick in a heartbeat, so why was he-? "No, I didn't mean grope your tits! Oh fuck, that's so hot!"
"Still resisting?" Raynare teased, putting her face well into his personal space. As if such a concept held any meaning anymore! "Ah, and here was me thinking you were a weakling. Undeserving of this truly wonderful weapon." She had grabbed onto his shaft when she said that. D-Damn her! At the very least she knew exactly what to do with those fingers, it was obvious that this wasn't the first time she'd given someone a handjob. Nor the first time she'd forced a man into a french kiss, also forcing him to enjoy it.
But deep in the pit of his stomach, Issei felt sickened by the whole situation. His resolve was shaken. Was it true? Had he brainwashed all those girls, and that was the only reason they - This stupid thing! While he wanted a harem, he didn't want it like that! Maybe it would be better if he gave up and let the tits think for him...?
No. No, he couldn't do that either. If anything, that was even worse! It would only increase the number of people put under mind control, not lessen it!
"From one pervert to another," Aika whispered into his ear, trapping his arm into her cleavage and slowly, methodically, rubbing her body up and down against him. "Why don't we turn this school - no, this entire world - into a pervert's paradise?"
Because being a pervert didn't mean anything unless you had something to compare it to!
"Ah, we can make people happy!" Asia moaned, kissing his cock reverently. "Make love, not war!"
But sometimes a little conflict was a necessary evil. If everyone was blissed out all the time, could you even call that living?
"Oooh, I can marry for love, instead of politics!" Rias moaned. "Love you, love you so much."
But she'd said that while kissing his cock. Licking it, drooling all over it, practically venerating it. Was it him she loved, or the penis? Insecurity wailed upon his resolve. He knew he should do something, but... But how could he do that without making things worse? He was too new to this supernatural world. The others.. Yes, they knew what they were doing. Surely they would -
The door to the clubhouse flew open, and that hope was quickly dashed. Akeno, Koneko, Irina and Xenovia stumbled into the room, chests bared, helplessly rubbing them, squeezing at their chests with their hands. Each of them with tits bigger than their heads, perfectly proportioned, immaculate flesh, as perfect as a pair of tits can get on each and every one of them.
"Well, well!" said a smaller girl in a gothic dress, who pranced on past them. She curtseyed in sarcastic manner, and beckoned for them to come in. "Behold, fellow titsluts. A great big cock to satisfy you all."
"Nnnrgh!" Akeno grunted, and she was the first to dive for him, quickly followed by Irina, Koneko and Xenovia in turn. Eight girls. He had eight busty babes pinning him to the couch, deliberately rubbing their tits all over his body.
"Tits!" someone moaned. What direction it came from, he couldn't tell. But it was soon joined by other moans just like it, quickly becoming a cacophony, a choir, each of them singing the praises of tits!
It was the most unsettling yet also arousing experience he'd ever had in his life. If he'd felt paralysed by indecision before, this redefined that experience. He honestly and truly felt two conflicting emotions tearing him up inside, one telling him to relax and enjoy it, the other feeling mortified about what might happen afterwards.
Looking around the room, he could plainly see Kiba lying on his back, eating out one girl from the student council while another rode his dick. The two of them were pressing their tits together and apparently engaging in a unique form of tug of war that involved only the use of their tongues. Meanwhile, that gothic chick was methodically rubbing her own tits up and down Kiba's legs, along the backs and sides of the two girls, all with a truly wicked expression on her face.
"That's right, you wannabe playboy," the gothic Fallen Angel said, then turned to shoot a cheeky wink at Issei. "Enjoy the pleasure of the flesh. Let the tits think for you."
And in another corner of the room was student council president Sona on her hands and knees while a guy he'd seen around school, a jerk named Saji, was happily railing her doggy style from behind while his hands had a firm grasp of her tits. The last Fallen Angel, the one who had been wearing the suit dress, had pulled Sona's face right into her cleavage only pulling it out to let the girl sup upon her nipple.
"To think we'd turn the younger sister of the Leviathan into such a ravenous slut," that Fallen Angel said. "You'll show her too, won't you? The glory of tits.
"Yesh, musht show big shish how goooood titsh are!" Sona slurred, right before going right back in taking big sucking gulps of milk from first one nipple then the other. That cool headed girl had been reduced to this by titnosis. It was... hot, but also kinda frightening.
And that fate awaited others, too. A whole world full of pretty girls who would be reduced to that state.
"Ah! Ahhh, Issei, tease me more~" Akeno whined.
"I desire to breed with you," Koneko mewled.
"Yes, if I breed with you, it will be strong offspring!" Xenovia growled.
No, this wasn't right! This wasn't what he wanted! He didn't want a mindless harem, where was the fun in that?! The fun from having a harem was - It was having multiple different types of girl being affectionate with you! And then, he hit upon it. The real reason this was so - so damned unsettling to him. It wasn't the moral quandary. That was there, to be sure, but it wasn't the thing that was truly holding him back from embracing this outcome. If it had been merely that, the sensation of all these tits rubbing up against him would have easily, trivially broken him by now.
It was the realisation of his true love of breasts. Every type of breasts. Small ones, big ones alike. All shapes, all sizes, every breast was a unique aspect of a girl. That was what he admired about them. The difference between them! Those differences make breasts a unique treasure! All that titnosis woudl do is... It would devalue breasts by making them all the same. If everyone had perfect tits, then nobody would!
... Which was all well and good for him to think, but it really didn't solve the practical issue of how he could get out of this mess. It could keep the issue at bay for only so long, and even if he did hold off forever these girls would surely just kill him. After all, it wasn't as if they cared for him. It was only the penis they -
"Love you Issei," Irina said.
And that was when it started. Had he heard her correctly? That had been clearly directed at him. Hadn't it?
"Love yooooou!" Akeno added.
"Not as much as I do!" Rias said, sounding more than a little possessive.
"Prrrrr, love you lots," Koneko purred.
"You're such a kind person," Asia mewled. "So kind..."
"Pft...Hahahaha!" Raynare started to laugh. "Oh, that's so pathetic. Those devils claiming to be in love? It's almost as funny as those girls from the church drooling over your dick! So pure hearted, aren't you? For such sinful creatures. Ah...? Ah, but now I see the truth. It's not Issei you love. It's his cock. The penis that made your wills so weak that you -"
"Boost!"
Issei couldn't take it any longer. Hearing her say that sort of thing about them! His body was trembling, his heart was pounding in his chest, and the girls were all oohing and ahhing at his now double length brain breaking cock. So big it could serve as a leg, so sturdy it could support Issei's body weight twice over.
"What, you think something like that's going to -" Raynare began, but he interrupted her with another cry.
"Boost!" yet again, doubling its size. Now it was bigger than his entire body.
"Uhhh, so big... But still no match for our tits!"
"Boost!" yet again, and now his cock was touching the ceiling. Huh. Was it his imagination, or was his cock... glowing? Was that a battle aura? His penis had a battle aura?! That was so cool!
"Guhhh..." Raynare burbled, on her knees, reaching out for the cock with an outstretched hand. "Wh-what is this? Why is it affecting me this way? It's way too big, it would never fit, and yet - And yet..."
Issei swung his hips hard, and whipped his ridiculously oversized genitals right into Raynare's face, sending her flying across the room. Now, given how sturdy Fallen Angels are, such a blow would have normally had all the impact of a raindrop on Raynare. Instead, the bitchy Grigori got up onto her feet, an expression that could only be called 'goofy' on her face, and then she proceeded to climax uncontrollably.
As for the other girls who had been pawing at him, they were all silent, staring up at it blankly, their minds obviously... gone. Flat out vanished from this plane of existence.
"How dare you," Issei seethed, trembling and trying to stand. This was, uh, harder than it sounded under these conditions. Let's just say that when you're bending over there's a reason you stick your butt out, and that reason is 'counterbalance'. "How dare you degrade breasts in this way?!"
"Eh?" the gothic Fallen Angel grunted, moments before Issei's cock uncontrollably fell onto Kiba's chest - and then the pretty boy began to glow weirdly, and something happened to his penis. Even from this angle Issei could tell it was definitely getting bigger.
He staggered back, barely able to keep himself upright, and this time accidentally slapped Sanji in the back - and then he too began to glow in much the same way.
"Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck me!" Sona screamed, leaning hard back into the boy railing her, paying him more attention now than her own tits for the first time since they started.
It was ridiculous. It was thoroughly, factually ridiculous. Issei felt totally drained just now, barely able to stand, but his blood was boiling with unfocused fury and this was all that he could do. He had tapped into his 'other' power to an incredible extent, even to the point that he had boosted Kiba and Sanji's cocks with that mere glancing contact. Such was the power of the Boosted Gear, capable of boosting not only its user but those he touched! Combine such a thing with cocknosis, could you expect any other result?
But... A fog was growing over his mind. His concern was no longer the slutty big titted Fallen Angels. Not Raynare, who was well on her way to doubling the world record for most consecutive climaxes experienced by a supernatural woman. Not Mittelt, who had pushed aside the two girls mounting Kiba so she could get a turn. Not Kallawarner, who was licking whatever parts of Sanji's shaft she could reach.
It was these girls on their knees staring up at him with totally vacant expressions. Rias. Akeno. Koneko. Asia. Irina. Xenovia. And... yeah, Aika too.
"Sorry, didn't mean to..." he said, feeling quite unstable all of a sudden. Too much too soon? "Nng.... Girls... I command you to... return your minds to the way they were before you saw this monster cock."
And then he passed out, finding himself in a pleasant dream where he was at a tittie buffet. What would he find when he awoke... Only time would tell.
- The girls are now totally mindless devotees to his cock.
- Actually, they're back to their more normal selves as per his command.
- The girls pretend to be back to normal, but are still his cockslaves.
- They have totally forgotten everything that's happened between seeing his cock and this very moment.
- Something else.
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