Story: DxD Cocknosis

 

 
A most unusual emergency meeting was taking place in the Student Council Office of Kuoh Academy. A grave meeting, where all involved were utterly focused, with brows furrowed, hands steepled, an aura of total dread overcoming the room. Nobody seemed to know where to begin. The mess was so big that they couldn't even turn to the people they'd usually turn to when things got way over their head, because doing so would only make things worse.

Bring in Serafall? Let her see Sona's br-boo- tits? Let her learn that she'd had sex, and was very likely going to be having regular sex just to keep these <i>tiiiiits</I> from doing all her thinking for her? That seemed like a very efficient way to set off armageddon, or perhaps a new ice age.

Well, how about Sirzechs? Yes, why not, let's tell him all about how this fledgeling Devil had used his enormous hypnocock to mindfuck Rias and her Peerage, and how this wound up with all of them needing to go into quarantine? Great plan, that might be an even more efficient way to bring about armageddon.

The Church? Please, those prudes would see this as an affront to God and nuke the site from orbit. They would readily cite some precedent or other, point out how it was clearly becoming a dangerous location to man and supernatural alike, no matter their aspect. The Fallen Angels...?

Actually, they didn't know it at this point in time but the Fallen Angels would have been the absolute best faction to run to. Azazel would have studied the everloving shit out of the Book of Cocknosis and likely developed a few things from it. Including, eventually, ways to undo the effect or perhaps put it to a more controlled use. These days he was the sort that was happy to tinker - but since Raynare and her friends had a bit of a twisted wrong view of him, they weren't able to make such cogent arguments. Even if they weren't a little too busy humping each other's tits to contribute much of note.

As for Issei himself, he was somewhere between beet red and white as a sheet. The implications of what he'd been doing finally settling down on him. Oh, sure. He'd wanted a harem. But he didn't want to mindscrew the girls into it!

"Urgh, is nobody going to say anything?" Aika asked. Quite demanding for someone freshly introduced to the world of the supernatural. She'd always been like that. "I mean, we all feel it, don't we? This gnawing sensation in our tits. Demanding to be shown! To be flaunted! To be squeezed and played with! We all want to share it with others and - "

Sona slammed her hands down on the desk, trembling, but also squirming. Anyone that knew her would find this quite out of character for her, but her breathing was laboured, and her hands - still trembling - crept up towards her chest.

"St-stop talking like that, you're making me -" She stopped and bit her lip.

"She's making you horny," Rias finished for her. "Yes, titnosis is an insidious thing, is it not?"

"We can't let this go out into the public," Xenovia said. "It would be a catastrophe."

"Nobody would pray! Nobody would worship!" Irina sighed, swooning a little at the thought. "OR rather... they would be worshipping a craven idol with big honking honkers! Ooh...Ooh, my tits, I need my tits groped so badly!"

"My my, for a supposedly chaste Holy Sword, you are quite the horny one aren't you?" Akeno asked, seductively leaning into Irina's back. "Hehehe, shall we see how long it takes you to break? Or shall we play later on?"

"Akeno! Not the time!" Rias commanded. Although, she understood why. Akeno was horny. They all were. It was so... damned... hard to control. It was like a perpetual whisper in the back of her mind. Show 'em off. Let 'em get squeezed. Teased. Pleased. It was fine for now, but the whisper was growing louder moment to moment. Before long it would be a ravenous cacophony. "We can hardly keep this secret. Nor can we keep it contained. Not by ourselves."

"Really? We can't?" Aika asked. "I would think the solution is rather obvious don't you think?"

While speaking, she'd swanned over to where Issei was sitting. Contemplating. Ruminating. Staring deep into his soul and not quite sure he liked what he was seeing.

"Hey, idiot!" Aika yelled. Issei looked up. "Yeah, you. Look! We're all free from the effects of that cock. Right?"

"Y-Yeah?" Issei replied.

Her hand moved in a flash. Issei's fly was opened before anyone knew what was happening. If she had hands like that, she could beat any supposed fastest quickdraw in the old west.

"Girls, hands up if you want to climb on this dick."

Rias, Akeno, Koneko, Asia, Irina and Xenovia all raised their hand. After a moment, so did Raynare, and Aika cheekily raised both hands while thrusting out her enormous bouncy tits. Sona and her peerage, meanwhile, seemed to be having a bit more trouble with that idea.

"Then it's settled. You wanted a harem? You wanted them of your own volition? Well, you just got the impossible. You lucky, lucky sod."

"I-Issei, you're not a bad person!" Asia cried, rushing up to hug him. "A bad person would have been happy we were all completely unable to resist mounting your penis anytime and anywhere your twisted, dirty heart wished. Letting you ravage our bodies at your own discretion. Desecrating our bodies and souls and minds as your enormous phallus plumbed our depths. Joining together, forming the beast of two backs, casting aside our humanity as we rut mindlessly, drowning in pleasure -"

"Ara, I think Asia has awakened to something she li~ikes," Akeno tittered.

They all watched as Aika lowered herself onto Issei's enormous hypnocock. The shaft easily penetrating Aika's soaked pussy, going deep, deep, deeper still inside her.

"N-None of you can get hypnotised by this!" Issei commanded, noticing just in time that their eyes were starting to glaze over.

"HOLY FUCK I'M SO GLAD YOU ORDERED THAT!" Aika suddenly screamed. "Ah! Ah! Ahhhh! I was just about to go under and miss this! Y-Yes! It's just as I thought, sex is the answer! No, not just sex! H-Harems are the answer! A whole buttload of harems!"

"Harems?" Xenovia asked. "What could she possibly...?"

"Pervert's Paradise," Koneko slowly said. "That is what some boys call Kuoh Academy. The school used to be girls only, but recently became co-ed. As such, the girls outnumber the boys by a wide margin."

The penny dropped for each of them, one at a time. What Aika was suggesting. The grossly irresponsible thing that they could do. No, the only thing that they could do in order to keep this quiet. A solution that might be worse than the cure.

"I found the book!" Saji yelled, rushing into the room without a seeming care in the world. He was holding aloft - nothing, so far as anyone but he, Issei and Kiba could see. "Oh, wow! Uh! Gosh, that's kind of - Uh? Are you just going to let them do that, or?"

For the second time today, Sona slammed her hands down on her desk, this time hard enough to leave a dent. "Saji. This is a direct order from your King. You are going to give yourself a hypnocock. Then! You are going to systematically dick every single member of this peerage -"

"I want Kiba!"

"Except Tsubaki!" Sona said. Saji turned an interesting shade of green, looking around the room quite nervously. Which, of course, led to Sona doing something that she would never, ever dream of doing under any other situation and - Boing boing! Letting the girls loose! Rais in particular was shocked at this, but... But she couldn't help but stare as well. None of them could help it. They were just so... perfect and round and bouncy and <i>right there</i>.

"For Saji only - your King gave you an order. Nngh! Do it quickly, and spare me for last. I need it sooo badly, but I won't let my Peerage suffer this a moment longer!"

"Biggus Dickus..." Saji muttered to himself, unbuckling his trousers and letting the rapidly growing monster loose, while stumbling over to Ruruko Nimura and Momo Hanakai, who were the nearest two girls to him, and they were both fist pumping the air as though they had won the lottery.

"My King," Kiba whispered. "You do realise this will also mean that I..."

Rias nodded. Of course. She knew full well that Kiba was a popular boy around the school. The sheer number of harems they would need to counteract the heaving effects of titnosis on the academy... Using the two wickedly erotic powers to cancel one another out... It was the best way. Itwas the only way. If this got out into the broader supernatural community, it would be a total disaster!

Nonetheless, Rias felt like she was forgetting something important. It would come to her soon, but right now all she could think was... After Aika, it would be her turn to ride the King of Breasts!

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Devil politics is a tricky thing to navigate. It's what happens when you have powerful beings that live for centuries. They say that 'power corrupts'? Well, yes it does. Accumulated power, held for such a long time as the world changed around you... It's a frightening thing to behold. Tastes change. Beliefs change. What was once unthinkable becomes commonplace. That is the natural way of the world. No less so simply because those of the older time cannot handle such changes.

It's like navigating a chessboard, where a labyrinth and minefield both await upon the tiles. You cannot move your pieces through the walls, and if you tread carelessly you might trip an explosion at any time. Factions abound. The beliefs among them are disparate, some ancient and some newer formed. As is so often the case, the aforementioned changes to the world meant that the newer formed beliefs start to take hold, and the older ones start to lose their grip in spite of the raw strength, wisdom and experience of those older beings.

Though for some, those changes were not coming fast enough. True, they should be happening quicker, but you see the point. Those older Devils have centuries -nay, millenia of scheming and plotting to rely upon. They are not so easily outwitted, even when they do play against one another's best interests.

The Fenix clan in particular has managed to gain a great deal of what is known as 'soft power'. Don't underestimate the value of such a thing. It is certainly tempting to say that might makes right, but do not forget the parable of the east wind and the sun. Sometimes that soft power can get you what you want at a cheaper price. All the Fenix clan had to do was sell off their tears to the others. A rare and valuable commodity, for you could find very, very few healing items out there with the potency of a Fenix tear.

But that wasn't enough political power. They wanted something more. And so, they negotiated with the Gremory clan. To engage Rias to one of theirs. Riser Fenix. A rather gifted young man among them. His ability to resurrect from injuries that should have been fatal, and wield the fires associated with the dread Phoenix were a bit further ahead than they should have been given his age. He had built himself a Peerage, too. All women, all dangerous in their own way, and each of them having a quite different appeal about them.

Given his attitude it would be easy - too easy - to label Riser as a villain. It's not quite that simple. He's merely conceited. A little more confident than he should be. Also, he wants something that we, the audience, do not want him to have. That does not make him a villain. He would not mistreat Rias. Indeed, he would let her live as a Queen and worship the ground that she walked upon. However, she would still not be happy in such a marriage. For she did not love him. She would only resign herself to that fate to keep her family satisfied, only resisting as much as she was able to before going along with it. Rias herself would say that Riser was a good match - but it would be a marriage entirely of political convenience, and women historically did not wind up happy in such a situation regardless of how 'good' or 'decent' their husband wound up being.

It was a complicated situation where nobody involved was truly completely right or wrong, per se. We call such situations 'politics', and then delude ourselves into thinking the point of view we disagree with is one hundred percent wrong. Sometimes they are. Most of the time, there's more to the story than you think.

For Riser, he was getting quite giddy. Soon. His wedding would be soon. The timetable was being moved up on agreement by both families. He had the general feeling that Sirzechs wasn't too thrilled with what was happening, but he had not made any moves at all to put a stop to any of this.

"Why don't we check in on our lovely bride to be?" Riser suggested. His Peerage tittered in anticipation. "I'm sure she's still a bit on the shy side,  why don't we see what she's up to?"

It was a simple matter to send out a familiar to spy on her.

"Voyeur," his little sister, Ravel, snorted back a laugh.

"Now, now!" Riser shook his head. "There is only one avenue by which Rias may escape the marriage, should she choose to take it. Right, little sister?"

"You mean the Rating Game?" Ravel replied. "I see. You want to make sure you have a full understanding of what her Peerage is up to, just in case."

Yes, indeed. While he had full confidence in the strength and numbers of his Peerage, he did not want to be caught completely flat footed by a sudden unforeseen development. Rias was still developing her Peerage the last time he had heard anything, and still had her Pawns, a Bishop, a Rook and a Knight left. In other words - her Peerage was less than half the size of his.

The familiar soon located her. Tsk, tsk dearest bride to be. Some form of protection from spying is to be expected at a bare minimum. Also, this house does not seem to be the academy she was supposed to be staying at. Visiting a nearby student? Perhaps a slumber party? He jests, of course. It's a contract of some sort. He, and all fifteen members of his Peerage, leaned in to take a closer look. What sort of contractual work did Rias Gremory get up to -

<i>"All hail the King of Breasts!"</i>

Of all the things that Riser had been expecting, to see his bride in the nude like this was not up there. Perhaps if she had been showering, or something of that nature. A collective gasp fell among the Peerage, while Riser's eyes narrowed in disgust. Did she, perhaps, believe that this would save her? Laying with another man? All she would do was weaken her family's political position, granting the Fenix greater -

Greater...

"Oh my..." Yubelluna whispered. "Would you look at that monster?"

Everyone knew in an instant what she meant. You couldn't not know. While the sight of Rias, naked bouncing up and down would naturally draw the eye due to her splendid bosom and magnificent feminine physique, the eye would naturally wind up being drawn to what she was bouncing on top of.

And it was a monster. A behemoth. A complete and total beast of a penis. Penetrating Rias, though surely with that girth and size it should be causing her pain and discomfort. Not the disproportionate amount of pleasure it seemed to be causing her. Riser could not take his eyes away from it for an instant, as if he was afraid it might rear up and bite his head off.

A new figure poked her head in. This was Rias' Queen, Akeno. A large breasted woman who was fiercely loyal to Rias... Though Riser had not believed that loyalty had extended to the point where she would drag her tongue along Rias' sides, down along her waist until reaching the point where the pair of genitals met, and give them both a much sloppier tongue lashing.

<i>"Issei Hyoudou is the King of Breasts,"</i> Akeno said with surprising reverence. Well, no. Not really all that surprising. If this Issei had a dick like that then -

She was joined by yet another figure. Rias' Rook, Koneko. A smaller girl, but still cute in her own way. Riser had flexibility enough to appreciate all types. It's why his Peerage was the way that it was, you see. An attempt to maximise the appeal of those within. In any event, Koneko was purring and rubbing her cheek up against the parts of the shaft that had not managed to go inside of Rias. Much like a cat rubbing its scent on an owner.

<i>"Nobody can resist Issei's cock!"</i>

"N-Nobody can resist Issei's cock..." Isabela repeated.

"Why would you even want to?" Marion half asked, half moaned.

"Ahhh! Ahhh! Ahhh! I want it... I want that inside me!"

"Me first! Oooh!"

All around him Riser heard similar sounds from his Peerage. The girls who were supposed to be his. But he couldn't blame them. It was magnificent. Enthralling. And that was just the part he could see, the part that was fucking his supposed bride right before his eyes! His own member was tiny in comparison, insignificant. He'd always thought it was perfectly capable of satisfying any woman, but compared to that... No, there was no chance of it.

After Satan only knows how long, Issei stopped pumping into Rias and she practically collapsed off him in a twitching heap. This let him - let them - see it in all its glory. The perfect shape. The perfect proportions. Perfectly tailored for one and only one thing. Satisfying a woman. Turning them into a sloppy mess. From the sounds around him he could already tell that the fifteen women around him were masturbating helplessly, moaning, begging and pleading for a chance to taste that cock. If only for a second, an instant in time, they'd give absolutely anything at all.

Alas, the orgy could not last forever. Issei dressed, and they all whined and complained, craving still more. Yes, Riser desired to see more of this as well. As Issei was the King of Breasts, he really should allow him to fuck all fifteen members of his Peerage. It was his right.

Except for one small issue. If he did that, right now, right away, it would provoke quite a lot of trouble. His family. Her family. They would both get involved. They would interfere with what was clearly Issei's right - to pound all three of those pussies as much as he pleased. This was not something he could do rashly. He needed more time to plan. More time to think.

And so, he continued to watch as Issei's harem grew. Taking in those girls from the Church. As a Devil, that brought them all great satisfaction to watch. It only proved how magnificent that penis was, able to overcome their faith with laughable ease. So they thought that God was Great (ow, ow, ow, come on he was thinking that sarcastically that shouldn't count!) but they clearly believed that penis was even Greater!

All the while, he'd been moving behind the scenes. Making plans. Big plans. The best possible plans to support the King of Breasts. His sister Ravel had been especially good about moving the pieces into place. Manipulating, planning, setting aside the necessary funds, and then they would occasionally get together to watch what further antics he'd get up to. It was all going well. All going smoothly. In, perhaps, a week they would be able to finally get what was coming to them without anyone batting an eye.

What was that plan? Easy enough. He would buy a holiday home in Kuoh to be 'close' to his 'beloved bride to be'. It would grant Lord Issei the space he needed to bang the shit out of all his girls, anytime he wanted. The home itself was already prepared. Spacious, appropriately luxurious and accommodating all the needs they could possibly have. The only things left were a few odds and ends to help cover their trail, keep the relevant people from getting suspicious. It was all going well.

Until... On the most recent session...

"Tiiiits!" his normally tsundere little sister moaned, groping at her new much improved chest.

"Tiiiits!" Yubelluna also moaned, his Queen helpless before her own improved chest.

"Ah, girls, calm down now!" Riser had asked, but this only drew their attention upon him. "Remember who is the King of Breasts?"

But it was no good. They were all too far gone, now. They descended upon him with bare chests, all enhanced with hypnotic power. His clothes were shredded. They rubbed those monstrous mounds up against his body, sparing not an inch until he came and came and came. Moaning that word the entire while. Over and over again.

Until... The familiar spying on them brought an image of Issei's boosted penis. All fifteen of them turned to watch, their eyes rolled up into their head while Riser lay there staring at the ceiling, and -

"H-Hey, what happened to my tits?" Ravel asked. "Stupid pervy brother! Oooh! I know this is your doing somehow!"

And so, the life of Riser Fenix became quite a bit more difficult and complicated. While he was still under the effects of Issei's hypnocock, and still thought of him as the King of Breasts, his Peerage... not so much anymore. Not that this stopped them from having hypnotic tits. I'm sure we can all agree that this combination won't cause any trouble at all for Issei in the near future. Nope. Not a single bit of trouble.