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Me Next!🤳

Yandere! Yuji x Chubby! p0rnstar! Reader

Warnings: Stalking, baby trapping, slight dub con, that’s about it😎

Yuji Itadori was a twenty five year old virgin. He would never admit that to anyone but it was true. After spending his teenage years fighting for his life and losing all his closest friends as a jujutsu sorcerer he never really had time for love. Plus he was kinda awkward around women in person, they were never really his type. They were definitely beautiful but they never sparked that feeling inside him or his dick. So like most single men his age he watched porn. And like most men he eventually became dependent on it. Watching it constantly to get out some of his pent up sex drive.

One day while he was scrolling through his favorite category, chubby, he came across a video titled ‘chubby tutor fucks jock’ the thumb nail caught his attention immediately as he seen a pretty girl with big glasses and her long hair in pigtails with her big breast in the camera. He clicked it immediately and seen you. You were sitting on a gray couch dressed in a cream sweater and plaid skirt. You were so adorable as you sat with a big text book on your lap and you read it out loud shyly to the guy next to you. Eventually you had the guy laid back on your lap as you jerked him off. He was sucking on your chubby nipples as you moaned cutely. Yuji couldn’t help himself as he nutted barely even getting a few minutes into the video just from looking at you. His cum was all over his hands and thighs as he panted staring at his computer screen. You were perfect.

After that day Yuji watched you constantly, following you on every platform he could find you on. He would finish his jobs exorcising curses as quick as he could just so he could go home and watch you. He had learned that you were a nineteen year old ametur and only had seven videos and a couple photo shoots. Six of your videos were solo videos of you modeling in stringy bikinis and touching yourself for the camera. And the one he had found you from was your first real video. You barely had any followers and would post cute pictures on your feed and story all the time trying to gain more fans. You were so adorable!! Yuji became obsessed. You were all his fantasies manifested as a real girl! He had to meet you! You were literally made for each other! Plus he couldn’t help but despise the guy who had made that video with you. It should have been him. That guy didn’t even know how to appreciate someone like you. He wanted you all to himself! He wanted to go get you, the girl that was made just for him and save you from that life before it was too late.

One day yujii had clicked on your Instagram story and seen you pool side at a cheap hotel in Tokyo. He knew exactly which one! He couldn’t believe you would stay at such a run down hotel! Yuji couldn’t help himself as he got an idea to ‘run into you by chance’ and introduce himself to you. You had posted the story about a hour before he had seen it so he started to run, hoping he would get there in time!

After booking a room Yuji wasted no time. Running to change into the swim trunks he bought on the way there before running to the indoor pool room. When he walked in his heart raced in his chest as he seen your familiar (y/h/c) hair and the body he spent so much time worshiping. It was really you!! You were getting out of the pool and completely dripping with the cold water as you pushed your glasses up. You were so sexy. He locked the door to the pool room and made his way over to you slowly, thankfully you two were the only people that had planned to swim that day,

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“Hey..! Are you (y/n) bunny ??!” You were shocked as you turned around and seen a tall man with short salmon colored hair behind you. He was wearing red swimsuit trunks and no shirt as he stared down at you with flushed cheeks. You couldn’t help but blush too. He was honestly really handsome and muscular plus he was covered in scars that only added to his looks. You couldn’t help but wonder what could have caused them! You were baffled. You had just started in the industry and barely had any followers but you were already getting recognized In public??!!! And by men that were way out of your league in your mind! You froze up in embarrassment and didn’t know what to do! You never imagined meeting fans in public so early! “A-ah….i-I am.” You were so awkward!

Yujii was in heaven and couldn’t help himself from grabbing your small hand in his big warm ones. “I’m such a big fan! You’re the best, the greatest I’ve ever seen!” It was like time froze around him as he looked at you up close. You were way way more beautiful in person. He couldn’t believe he was finally meeting you. He had day dreamed about this moment for so long! You smelled so good and the way you looked up at him so innocently turned him on so bad. Plus the tiny blue bikini you wore didn’t help. He couldn’t help the hard bulge that started to grow in his swim trunks.

You avoided his gaze awkwardly. He was probably just some sleazy guy with a girlfriend trying to flatter you! You knew how men were! “T-thank you…” but the man kept blabbing on. “I’m Yuji Itadori! I can’t believe I’m really meeting you in person!” He was so close! You could feel his warm breath fanning against your face as he leaned down to your height. Maybe he was really a fan… but you still wouldn’t let your guard down so easily.

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Everything happened so fast. Now there you were with him on top of you as you laid back on the hotel’s cheap beach chair. He had charmed you out your panties and now there you were with a big hard dick fucking you slowly. Yuji was moaning loudly as he groped your big breast and so were you. It felt good as he fucked you raw in missionary having no trouble making you cum on his lengthy cock. You had begged him to use a condom after warning him you weren’t on birth control but he only hushed you, promising he would pull out. But Yuji was still a virgin so when he felt his dick tapping at the very back of your wet pussy he couldn’t help but press down on your soft. Tummy. He watched your cute faces and the way you squirted on him with a big pout on his handsome face. He was so completely in love. Your small hands grabbed at his strong wrist as he pumped you full of his dick. It felt so good. Yuji leaned down and gave you a wet sloppy kiss as he nutted suddenly, filling you with his warm cum. He watched as you started to panic with teary cheeks while he rutted his hips and he emptied his load deep inside of you. “D-did you cum in me???” He watched your cute scared expression and leaned into your neck. “I-I’m sorry your pussy was just sucking my dick so good~~ I couldn’t pull out~~” he wiped away your tears with his thumb as his cock stayed hard lodged inside of you, keeping you plugged full. Though he was embarrassed he came so fast he couldn’t help but feel happy he nutted in you knowing that you would have no choice but to keep in touch with him now. “Dont worry (y/n)-chan I’ll take such good care of you…and our baby~. Because I love you.”

To Save Our Ghost Club!👻💙

Yandere! Megumi fushiguro x chubby! Bimbo! reader: this is smut and very inappropriate. Proceed with caution⚠️ kinda cringe🥲

Megumi fushiguro wasn’t popular at school, actually he was very feared. Everyone knew he was the strongest and respected him greatly. Megumi was very stoic, introverted and mean, but that didn’t stop you from coming up to him during lunch with a big smile.

“Hello Megumi fushiguro! My name is (y/n) (y/l/n)! I heard you are really strong and I would like you to join my ghost club!” Megumi stared at you honestly kinda shocked. He had heard about you too.

(Y/n), the popular girl who was always getting into trouble and failing most of her classes. You were known to be a ditzy air head who only cared about one thing. Ghost. Even though you were so weird and outcasted, people still talked about you like you were some rare Pokémon because your body was absolutely insane for your age. With big heavy breast that were much bigger than your head and a big round ass behind you men talked about you all the time. Making little comments about your body that you were too dumb to even notice. Seeing you up close for the first time he couldn’t help but understand the hype. Megumi was never the type to be a creep over a women’s body’s but he couldn’t help but gawk at your curvy figure. Even though your neck and arms were slim and dainty you had big breast that much too big for your frame. They had to be atleast a g cup and were completely spilling over your bra, wiggling with every small movement as you talked loudly about your stupid ghost club. Even with the bra he could see your chubby nipples through your school button up and sweater. And to make it worse you had the most innocent baby face ever. With cute pig tails and big glasses you looked like a total nerd. Megumi never had a type but he couldn’t help but admit you were so sexy.

It had been months since you forced him to join your club. He had originally declined but you begged and begged until he finally said yes. He had learned so much about you. Like that’s the club wasn’t even school official and he was the only other member. And that you had your meetings and a small abandoned office deep in the building. He had been working as your ‘body guard’ through the days and couldn’t help but find himself falling for you. You were so innocent, proud and genuinely stupid. It made something dark deep with him start to stir. He was starting to feel weird. Holding onto you every single word you said and looking forward to seeing you and smelling your sweet perfume when you came around. Even after school or exploring ‘haunted houses’ with you he would lay up at night with a hard cock thinking about your cute face and body. He was getting attached, spending his lunch breaks waiting anxiously for you to come, and you always did. You would come running with a big smile and tripping on the way. And he would always run over to look at your little booboos to calm you down and give you a bandaid. You would always bring your bag to school where you hid a little black kitten inside. You had said it was a gift from your grandfather that you had named pumpkin. Saying the cat was the prized secretary of your club. Megumi was really falling in love with you. He started to hate hearing people talking about you and would swallow his urges to tear people apart each time the said your name. He couldn’t even be around you without getting hard anymore. Even when you would hang out after school and enjoy a meal together he would walk around holding your hand with his dick completely hard and showing in his pants but thankfully you never noticed.

He would be lying if he said he didn’t sneak photos of you at school, or that he didn’t love it when you touched him. He loved your clumsy little personality too, he felt so good being able to take care of you, keeping bandaids in his pockets for whenever you got a ouchie. You were very oblivious to the size of your breast and it showed when you would hug him and throw yourself at him when you got scared. Or when you would eat and your breast would take up space on the table as you blabbed about stuff he was too distracted to even hear. It was like you were doing it on purpose and he really really wanted that cookie. He always took pride in not being a creep towards women but you had changed him, he was becoming a needy little creep. And the fact that you cared about him so much turned him on so badly. He never met a girl like you, who could have any guy you wanted but never even thought of boys. He was becoming so desperate.

After a few weeks of coming up with a crazy plan Megumi decided it was time. He felt a little guilty for what was coming but he was desperate. He decided he was going to fake a ghost attack. He was going to lie to get just a taste of your love.

During club after school he had lied telling you there was an evil spirit. A evil spirit that demanded you suck his dick! He couldn’t believe you genuinely fell for it. He couldn’t believe he would go so far either.

Placing your bag on the floor you turned it around to make pumpkin face the wall. “I will be back soon, I wouldn’t want you to see this.” You said proudly as if there was really a ghost. It was patheticly cute. You came in front of him with a look of determination, ready to please the spirit and make it leave for good!

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It was funny that you were really sucking his big dick with flushed cheeks, stroking the rest that couldn’t fit in your mouth with you small hand. You looked up at him and met his eyes. His eyes were low and dark, and almost scary. “Ughhh~” he grunted moving a big hand to grip lightly at your soft hair. “I-is it working?” You asked pulling away and looking up at him innocently. Spit covered your plump lips and chin and dribbled on his cock that you still held in your grasp. Megumi almost nutted just looking at you.

“Y-yea… i think so cuz the ghost hasn’t been flickering the lights.” He lied petting your head. He was so nervous he prayed you would just keep going along with it and wouldn’t tell anyone. “A-awe I-I’ll keep going!” You said trying to save the day, you wanted to seem smart and responsible but didn’t realize you only looked even dumber in his little game. Megumi groaned as you stuffed him back in your warm mouth. Letting his leaking tip tap the back of your warm gooey throat. Gagging up spit you did your best to please the ghost. Megumi couldn’t help himself as he gripped your pigtails with both hands and used them to fuck your cute face. He thrusted deeply loving how u gagged on his length. It was so sexy.

“Gug! Gugh! Guah!” You couldn’t help the lewd sounds you were making as you looked up at him with teary eyes. Your big breast rocked back and forth turning Megumi on even more. It hurt so bad but to save the both of you and pumpkin, you would do everything in your power. But you really couldn’t breathe at all, he was being so rough! Had he been possessed now??!!

‘It’s okay I’ll suck the stupid ghost right out of him!! For justice!!’ You thought fighting back the discomfort and pain. He fuck your face ruthlessly pulling out when he was about to cum to rub it on your lips. Megumi didn’t want to cum, he wanted to savor every second he could get fucking you. “Awee~ that throat is so good~” he muttered slipping his cock back in your mouth. You looked at him and for some reason his words made you feel good deep down inside. It honestly felt good making Megumi say such crazy things.

Feeling himself about to cum again Megumi couldn’t help but want more. You chocked as he pulled his big dick out of your throat. Coughing up as you fought to catch your breath. Megumis dick was completely soaked as it hung hard and heavy right in your face. It was even dripping spit on the floor. It was so lewd, being bullied by his big heavy dick and him staring down at you like some kind of proud father. Why did you feel so strange?

“O-oh no… the ghost said that not enough!” He faked his worry and concern seeing just how far you would go.

“H-hah? What does it want now??” Megumi was so turned on. You looked so pretty as you pouted with worry. “T-the ghost said…I have to fuck you…” you froze up with fear as you started to think. You were getting scared of ghost, you never knew they could be so calculated and evil.

“If that’s what that stupid perv ghost wants! He’ll get it! I won’t let it hurt you!” You were filled with fire and passion. This was gonna be your big break! You could finally prove to everyone you were a skilled physic by saving him! As you were deep in your head thinking about what the headlines on newspapers would be like Megumi almost sweat dropped at your pure stupidity. You were so beautiful but so terribly stupid.

“We should move quickly! Before it hurts one of us!” You whispered rising up to your feet. You were a big air head but you still knew what he meant. The ghost wanted Megumi to put his big dick in side you. You rose up and Megumi held your hand, helping you to get up on the table. You got on top on your hands and knees as Megumi suggested and bent over infront of him. It was so embarrassing for the cool and strong Megumi who you looked up to to see you like this.

Megumi breathed as he rubbed your big ass and flipped your short skirt up. He blushed looking at your little pink bear printed panties and his heart raced in his chest. He was really gonna do it. You looked back at him shyly as he lowered your panties and seen your soft chubby pussy and the cute hole above it. He was in heaven! Your pussy was sopping wet and covered in a cute bush of hair. Lining himself up with you he started to pump his cock nervously. “A-are you ready (y/n)-chan?” You only nodded yes to scared to speak.

“B-be careful Megumi-San…I’m a virgin.” You whimpered. Suddenly he felt guilty. He never thought a pretty and confident girl like you could ever be a virgin just like him. Maybe you were so stupid because you really were innocent. Maybe his plan was a bad idea. But he pushed the thoughts away. Not caring about the circumstances, he wanted you too badly.

His face was red as he stuffed his dick in your tight wet pussy slowly. It felt like a warm sweet hug as he melted inside of you. With only the tip in he wanted to cum. He never imagined to lose his virginity to someone like you. You were moaning so loudly so Megumi leaned forward behind you and put a big pale hand over your lips. You looked back at him as his big dick stretched you out, changing your pussy forever. “Gotta stay quiet (y/n)-Chan we are still at school..” he couldn’t help but feel a little nervous and agitated about her sweet sounds. Even though he was feeling risky he still didn’t wanna be caught. Softly you tried to muffle your moans it hurt so bad. His dick was just so big! You never imagined your first time making love to go this way. You felt a deep pressure in your tummy as your ass pressed against Megumis groin, signifying he had reached the bottom of his thick cock and filled you up completely. Your pussy was completely dripping you felt so full unlike anything you could explain. The pain had disappeared and all you could feel was mind numbing pleasere. Megumi couldn’t even feel the drool pooling in his palm as he started to pull out slowly and stuff you back full.

“Ohh shitt…” he gritted through his teeth. He was fucking you so deep you couldn’t help it as your arms became weak and you feel forward on the table. Whimpering and crying with your fat ass in the air. Megumi was completely drilling your little pussy, not caring one bit how you started to squirt, making an adorable mess on the table. His pale hand held ur waist as he fucked you, watching your ass jiggle from each thrust. The other hand covered your soft lips tightly, not letting you run from his dick. He was just so happy. He wanted to marry you. He wanted a baby. He wanted to run away from this life and take you far away to be his wife. He wanted to feel this for the rest of his life. “Awaaaa~” you cried like a big baby it was so overwhelming. You couldn’t believe you had just peed yourself and he still didn’t stop! You were so embarrassed.

‘I’ll do this over and over if I have too, I’ll keep taking Megumis big hard dick to stop this ghost!’ Through your tears you tried to stay strong. But your body felt so sensitive, getting weaker and weaker by the second. You felt like you were gonna pee again and soon after a few thrust a spurt of your cum spilled out, squirting which each thrust.

“I-I keep peeing~” you cried in embarrassment in his hand.

“G-good girl… so good~ this pussy is so wet.” Megumi praised.

“A-aughh~” he grunted pulling out quickly and nutting on your big ass. Finally free from the pressure in your chubby tummy you collapsed, falling limp on the table. “A-are ya happy ya stupid ghost?” Your voice was tired as you panted, you felt sleep washing over you as you couldn’t help but shut your eyes, beginning to snore. Megumi caught his breath and stared at you, you were a true beauty. Your dumb girl pussy was so good, so much better than anything he could have ever imagined.

Quickly he cleaned you up and then himself. After he cleaned up the club room, wiping up all your cum and fixed everything that had been ruined. He took pumpkin out of your bag and fed the little kitten a treat. After he was fully dressed he started to pull your cute little panties up and flip your skirt back down, letting you get some rest. Every little second has been worth it.

When you woke back up he would be sure to make you his for good.

exhibit #3 - stepcest.

an installment of the freak shit march gallery showcase.

pairing: yandere!toji x reader (jjk).

length: 3.0k.

warnings: non/con, fem!reader, step!dad + step!daughter, manipulation, mentions of death, mentions of grief, age gap (toji is in his mid 40s, reader is in her early 20s), long-term stalking, rampant daddy kinks, and slight infantalization. dead dove: do not eat.

Your plane landed about two hours before the funeral. By the time you got to the house (a tucked away two-story built for recluses and retirees), Toji was waiting for you in the driveway, already half-dressed in a pair of suit pants and a plain white button-up – leftover from a wedding or one of your mother’s work parties, you were sure. There was a fifty-dollar bill crumbled messily in his hand, and he palmed it to the cab driver after helping you out of the backseat and hauling your lone, malnourished suitcase out of the trunk. Another day, you might’ve tried to stop him, to insist on taking care of yourself, but you weren’t really in a place to take care of much of anything, at the moment.

You waited in silence for the cab to pull out, disappearing down the greenery-crowded backroad that led into town. When the vehicle was finally out of sight, you took a deep breath, shut your eyes, and collapsed into Toji’s chest.

His arms were around you in a heartbeat. You went boneless against him – exhausted from the news, the sobbing, the flight. If you hadn’t been so tired, you might’ve been able to greet him, to say you were sorry, to recognize that he was in mourning too, but you were tired, and you were sad, and it was all you could do to mutter distantly into his shoulder. “It just feels so…”

“I know, kid, I know.” He squeezed you against him, the same way he had the first time you’d failed a class, or after you’d heard your mother planned to sell your childhood home. It was the good, bone-crushing kind of hug, the type that flattened your lungs and made you feel safe. It was the kind of hug you’d only ever gotten from Toji. “It’s a lot to take in.”

“And you’re sure the ceremony is—”

“All taken care of.” He laughed airily. “We should get you dressed. I tried to lay out everything that still fits, but it’s gonna take some trial and error.”

His hold loosened, but didn’t fall away. You stayed where you were. “If we’re early, do you think I’ll be able to get a few minutes alone with her?”

He sighed, then kissed the top of your head. “It doesn’t matter what time we get there, princess. If anyone tries to stop you, I’ll deal with them.”

You sniffled, but straightened, determined to take consolidation where you could. Toji slung your suitcase over his shoulder and, taking your hand, led you inside.

~

You weren’t early. Toji had to help with your dress – your hands were shaking too badly to slot the buttons into place. You thought, briefly, about make-up, but you hadn’t remembered to pack any, and the only stock in the house would’ve been hers. Instead, you kept your head bowed and your eyes on the floor as you waded through rarely-seen friends and distant relatives, as faces you only just barely recognized recited hollow platitudes about how wonderful your mother was, how much they’d miss the light she’d brought into their lives, how fortunate you’d been to grow up with such a sparkling presence in your life. The business trips, the boarding schools, the screaming matches – those remained unmentioned, unthought of. It was the cruelest thing they could’ve put you through, and it was the most merciful they possibly could’ve been. It was terrible beyond description, and it was the best you could’ve hoped for.

Toji was at your side all the while, only occasionally stepping away to grab yet another box of tissues or a fresh bottle of water. He guarded the doors during your private visitation, and when you left a few minutes into the ceremony to vomit, he held your hair back without a word of complaint. His own estranged children – Megumi and Tsumiki – made an appearance. Neither spoke to you, but Tsumiki hugged you close and Megumi rested a hand on your shoulder. Their sympathy was hollow, but welcomed. What they’d gone through was different, easier. They’d lost both their mothers as children, when they were too young to really know what that meant, but you appreciated the sentiment.

There wasn’t a burial. Cremation had been in the will, added only a few months before the accident. It wasn’t your place to complain, but you wished she would’ve talked to you about it. Even a hole in the ground would’ve been more comforting than knowing you’d have to pick up a cold piece of porcelain containing what was left of your mother some time next week. Toji promised he’d take care of it as he drove you back home, and you couldn’t find it in yourself to argue.

Left to your own devices, you wandered the house. It’d been less than seventy-two hours since the accident, but already, the house seemed colder, emptier. Too many doors were shut rather than left ajar, too many counters clean rather than cluttered, too many blankets folded instead of absentmindedly thrown into a heap – the way your mother would always leave them when she got up. You tried to brave her bedroom, to find the sweater she’d been attempting to crochet for as long as you could remember, but you couldn’t make it farther than the doorway.

Toji caught you on the staircase. He stood at the bottom, arms crossed and back against the banister. As you neared the end of your descent, he sighed. “Any big plans, kid?”

You tried to smile, but it fell away quickly. “I think I might turn in early. I’m pretty tired from the—” You paused, swallowing. “—from everything.”

He hummed, letting his eyes fall to your feel. Abruptly, you realized that you hadn’t taken off your dress after the funeral. Or your jacket. Or your shoes.

“Yeah.” He straightened, pushing himself onto his feet. “That’s not going to happen. Change, get your ass on the couch, and put on a movie. I’m ordering take-out.”

He didn’t want you to be alone. You might’ve felt a little warmer, if you’d been able to feel anything at all. “I’m fine, I promise. You don’t have to babysit me.”

“And listen to you cry yourself to sleep?” He let out a breath of a laugh. “Ass. Couch. Now. I’ll be there in fifteen.”

It didn’t seem like he ‘no’ for an answer. Reluctantly, you shuffled past him and did as you were told – throwing on a pair of shorts and oversized shirt you hadn’t worn since your sophomore year of college. The living room seemed too big, too foreboding, so you stowed yourself away in the garage, your mother’s makeshift movie room. An unmemorable romcom was chosen out of a catalogue of identical titles with no particular sense of favoritism, but your mind began to wonder as soon as the opening credits started to play.

Toji was a good guy. Really, he was. You had to remind yourself of that from time to time, when something made you think of the bank-vault full of handguns he kept in the guestroom or your mother complained about how vague he was about his high-paying occupation, and you hadn’t always thought so – fuck, when she first brought home a man nearly fifteen years her junior with the build of a hitman and scars to match, you’d called her insane and insisted that, if they ever got married, you’d never speak to her again. You’d figured he was a scam artist, but a conman wouldn’t get up an hour before sunrise to make breakfast for their mark every day without fail, or volunteer for the droning domesticity of weekly laundry and vacuuming, or hide enough cash to cover the first three months of rent in their girlfriend’s daughter’s suitcase when she finally moved out.

You doubted he really loved your mom, but you doubted she’d ever really loved him, either. Toji was good for her, a steady hand to balance out her rashness, a beating heart to keep your home alive whenever her impulsivity led her elsewhere. When they did eventually get married in a small, unglamourous courtroom ceremony, you’d even acted as their witness. He was good to her, and she was happy. That was all that really mattered, you guessed.

When Toji came back, he was carrying a large paper bag printed with the logo of your favorite restaurant – ordered before your conversation, most likely. He pretended not to watch you as you ate, the action mechanical and joyless. You didn’t have much of an appetite, but you didn’t want to seem ungrateful.

The romcom had only passed the half-way mark by the time you tuned back in; the point where your protagonists began to lull into a false sense of security before their lives came crashing down around them. You would’ve expected Toji to leave after making sure you’d gotten something to eat, but instead, he sat stiffly next to you, half buried by your mound of blankets as you stretched your legs across his lap. The hero was delivering his nth poorly written monologue – something about family or belonging, it was hard to tell. As the actor struggled to cry on demand, Toji rested a hand on your knee.

As the heroine stormed out of his apartment and into the melodramatic rainstorm waiting outside, his touch wandered, skirting over your bare thigh.

As she ducked under the canopy of a brightly lit café, pulling out her phone to call her estranged parents for the very first time in five years, his hand slipped under your shorts and settled over your cunt.

Your immediate thought was, embarrassingly, that it had to be an accident. You weren’t sure how it could be, but the logistics didn’t matter – it had to be an accident. The stiff shape pressing into the underside of your calf was a nonfactor, static cast over your conscious mind. You wanted to get up, to take a hot shower, to lock yourself in your room, but your body wouldn’t move. Couldn’t move. That’d get his attention, and he’d realize what he was doing, and—

The heroine sobbed and threw her phone in the overflowing gutter, her reconciliation having ended messily. At the same time, two of Toji’s fingers slipped underneath your panties, tracing the length of your slit before pushing a quick circle into your clit. That was it. You scrambled off of the couch, your foot catching on a cushion and leaving you shambling and crumpled on the floor. You tried to pick yourself up, but you weren’t fast enough. Toji was already shifting, already leaning down, already taking you by either side. A little too easily, he hauled you back onto the sofa and threw your back against the armrest, the impact forceful enough to bruise the base of your spine. You cringed, but he only laughed, letting his hands fall to your hips and squeezing. “Where do you think you’re going, kid?”

“I wasn’t—” A knee was forced between your thighs, nudging them apart. Toji was quick to fill the empty space. “It’s—Uh, it’s kind of funny, actually. I thought I felt something touch my leg, and—”

“Mhm. Just like how I used to find you rooting around in my stuff because you thought it belonged to the old hag.” You winced. That’d been early on – when you were still too suspicious to let your guard down and too naïve to be subtle about it. You’d assumed he would’ve forgotten about that, by now. “Have anything else you want to get off your chest? Go ahead – Daddy’s here to listen.”

Disgust pricked at the back of your throat, bitter and acidic. It must’ve shown through to your expression - Toji smirked as he hooked a thumb underneath the waistband of your shorts, dragging them down to your knees. Your hands shot out on reflex, grappling for what was already lost, but Toji only clicked his tongue and bowed his head, his tongue drawing a wet stripe over the seat of your panties. In the end, it was all you could do to tangle your fingers in his hair and shut your eyes, as if drawing him closer had ever done you any good.

The sound was the worst part. Messy and indulgent, the soft click of saliva against skin and Toji’s airy groans as he buried his face between your thighs. He traced the shape of your cunt through your panties, only occasionally pausing to grind the fabric into your clit, to draw the meekest possible ‘no’ or ‘stop’ out of you. His hands fell to your thighs, forcing them over his broad shoulders and letting him pin you down that much more efficiently. Your body suddenly felt smaller than it had in years, as fragile and as helpless as the morning you’d first woken up with a strange, gigantic man in your home only to be told that the person you loved most in the world invited him in. It was hard to believe you’d ever trusted him, that you’d ever been stupid enough to trust anyone. You’d been in danger from the moment you decided you were safe.

You only realized you were crying when your vision blurred, when you felt the first tear drip onto your chest. Awareness accompanied revulsion as you felt your body start to react, your thighs going rigid as something other than Toji’s spit started to dampen the fabric of your panties. Arousal wasn’t really the right description. Fear-induced hysteria would’ve been a better fit, or a latent survival instinct you would’ve preferred to live without. Either way, Toji chuckled as he pulled back, dragging your panties to the side and thrusting his tongue into your now-sopping cunt. You felt him curl and flex, causing friction where stretch wasn’t possible. You let out a miserable sob, digging your nails into his scalp, trying to pull him away. In response, Toji only nuzzled closer, grinding the bridge of his nose into your clit.

Your orgasm was humiliatingly swift. You’d never really had time to date, not between work and school, and there was only so much that masturbation could prepare you for. You weren’t used to it – the heat, the slickness, the pressure of something splitting you open from the inside out – and it was all happening too quickly, too mercilessly to stave off. Your hands fell away from his head, darting up to cover your face as you came into his mouth. Rather than warmth, a cold dread filled you in-tandem with your climax, the knowledge that’d you’d just done something terribly, terribly. He was your mother’s husband, for fuck’s sake. He was your—

Your mind went blank before you could make the full connection, two wires disconnecting before the unthinkable could be communicated. You imagined black clothes and cardboard tissue boxes and coffins, and convinced yourself that nothing else had ever crossed your mind.

Toji wasn’t as introspective. He pulled back with a jarring sort of rush, then just hastily, shoved his mouth against yours. You could taste yourself on his lips, on his tongue as he all-but forced it down your throat. By the time he let you breathe, he was panting.

“Been waiting years for that.” He picked himself up, calling against the back of the couch. You stared blankly at the ceiling. “Since the first time I heard you fucking yourself on those pathetic little fingers. You know how thin those walls were, right? You were probably trying to get caught – needy little brat.”

You didn’t say anything. You couldn’t. Something vital to you had curled up and died in your throat minutes ago, and now, it was all you could do to try and suck in air around it. Toji’s gaze flickered over you, then he laughed. “C’mon, now, don’t play shy. You had to know.”

The words weren’t yours. They belonged to someone else, someone in another body. “You married my mom.”

“Jealous little brat, too.” You felt his arms around you, drawing you upward. Your body was stiff, uncooperative, but Toji was patient – carefully positioning you to straddle his lap, resting your hands on his shoulders and planting his own on your waist. His eyes were softened, half-lidded, his smile lopsided – weighed down by affection. If you didn’t know better, you might’ve mistaken him for genuinely lovestruck. “I had to. She never would’ve let me stick around if I didn’t, and—” He paused, squeezed your side. “I wasn’t going to give you up. Not when we were just starting to get to know each other.”

That wasn’t true. He’d already been living with you for years by the time they’d gotten married. You liked him enough not to tell your mom when you caught him smoking on the front porch or not using coasters, and he liked you enough to invite you out on his long, late-night drives and do your laundry with—

Oh, god.

He’d been doing your laundry.

Your voice was soft, almost inaudibly so. It took everything you had just to get your lips to move. “…can I go, now?”

“Not just yet.” A hand slipped between your body and his, dipping below his sweatpants. His cock – flushed and veined and monstrously thick – was pulled free, allowed to press into your stomach. Weakly, you tried to draw back, but Toji held you still, taking himself by the base and pumping once, twice. “I had to call in a lot of favors to make that accident happen, y’know. It’d be nice if you could show me a little love.”

The shock was cold, numbing. Toji guided you onto your knees, positioning the head of his cock against your entrance. Slowly, delicately, he dragged you down, lowering you inch by agonizing inch until your hips were slotted against his. He started to let his head roll back before thinking better of it and pulling you closer – burying his face in the crook of your neck.

You blinked. His cock twitched inside of you, and it was all you could do to melt, to rest your forehead against him and let your body go slack in his embrace. “Toj—”

“You know that’s not right, pretty girl.” His hips rolled against yours, drawing a pitiful whine from your lips. “Tell me who takes care of you.”

“D-Daddy.” And then, sniffling into his chest. “I’m really scared.”

“I know, baby, I know.”

It might’ve been easier to believe, if you hadn’t been able to feel his grin biting into your throat.

“That’s what you’ve got your daddy for, right?”

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Yandere! Pervert! Choso x chubby! tsundere! reader

Plot: your new adopted big brother craves a deep love and bond with you, his cute little sister.

Warnings: guys this is non con!!!!! Please if you are not comfortable please don’t read. Pseudo incest, butt eating😶, degradation, slight stalkholm syndrome.

It was freezing outside as soft snow flurried down from the thick clouds. Snow was always your favorite weather. It always felt so homey and relaxing. You always got the best sleep when it snowed outside. It was snowing the day you had met choso. Your father had adopted the boy as he was close friends with his parents. After them and his two brothers had passed away from a plane crash your father had taken custody. At first you were too scared to even speak to him. He was honestly handsome, tall, and had a nice muscular body. Even though you hated it you couldn’t help but want to curl up in his strong arms.

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Choso had been living in your home for months and he had become quite the annoyance. Following you around school to the point people started to think he was your boyfriend. He would beg you to call him big brother constantly but you always declined. One day you had walked in his room to drop off the food your father asked for you to bring him and seen him jerking off in bed. Holding his big aching cock in his hands. The worst part is that when you locked eyes he didn’t even stop. Only staring at you until you slammed his door in embarrassment with a loud scream. You hated his guts!

One day choso had came to you with a small bag in his hands saying that he had gotten you a gift. When you opened it you were shocked to see a thin nightgown in side. It was grey with pink little hearts scattered around the soft fabric. You couldn’t help but blush as you looked at it. Why would he buy this for you??? But you couldn’t help but try it on, it was so cute!!! As you looked in the mirror the thin nightgown was so tight that you could see your chubby nipples protruding through the fabric. Your big bottom and thighs were exposed from the bottom of the tight nightgown as you looked in your mirror. You blushed at the tight outfit he had bought for you and actually felt pretty. You couldn’t help but imagine wearing it for your future husband, a man who you could finally feel safe with and who would love you deeply. You looked at yourself and wanted nothing more than to hug someone who really cared. suddenly you heard a knock at the door. You hurried and grabbed your favorite oversized jacket and threw it just in case it was your father at the door. You couldn’t help but be nervous but you walked to the door and opened it slowly with one arm raised to cover your big breast. On the other side of the door stood choso, your new ‘older brother’. You couldn’t help the agitated feeling that creeped up from within. A familiar feeling of embarrassment and shame filled your tummy when you noticed chosos warm purple eyes raking over you figure.

“Hey.” He greeted with a little smile which you ignored. He wore a fitted black shirt with and a pair of fitted black jeans . You could see every muscle in his strong arms as he stood infront of you. You couldn’t help but wonder how he was so fit, you never seen him working out. He smiled as he looked down at your cute night gown and then up to your pretty eyes. “It looks good on you imouto-Chan~~” he complimented with a flushed cheeks. You only avoided his intense gaze with a blush that matched his as you realized you forgot to zip your jacket up. He was so weird! “Don’t call me that dummy! What do you want?” Wanting to keep the interaction short you got right to the point with a sharp and annoyed glare. “Well I brought you some snacks.” Choso lifted a bag that was stuffed with various treats. You snatched the bag and slammed the door right in his face not even bothering to say thank you. You stormed to sit your bed and couldn’t help the tears that started to fill your eyes. He was so annoying and he made you so uncomfortable. Why was he so stupid?!

After your interaction Choso walked back to his room with a big aching bulge in his pants. his dick got so hard and he couldn't really explain it. He was so turned on. He felt so blessed to have such a chubby and cute little sister. He couldn't even help the way his face heated up everytime he looked at your beautiful figure.  You were just really so pretty. Your big tits and wide hips made his mouth water when he looked at you so closely. And you were wearing the outfit he bought for you. It looked better than he could have ever imagined.

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It had been a few days since then and it was just the beginning of chosos creepiness. His no filter personality was getting him in even more trouble until you finally snapped. It all went wrong when he told you how he really felt deep inside. You both had only been home from school for about thirty minutes and still wore your uniforms as he knocked at your door.

"(Y/n)-Chan let's have sex please. I am in love with you." Choso said standing on the other side of your doorframe, towing over you and holding your small hand in his big warm one. Next thing he knew his cheek started to sting. You had slapped him and shoved him down on the floor. Yelling at him about things he didn’t even care enough to hear, he was too distracted by the blood that started to rush to his cock. He stared up at you and watched you bark insults at him, for some reason it only turned him on even more.

“And stay out! You’re a stupid creep! Guys like you only think about having sex no matter what! You are crazy if you think I’m that kind of girl! So don’t speak to me ever again!” You yelled stomping on his dick with your sock covered foot. Moving it side to side and pressing as hard as you could as you yelled and stomped on him. After you finished you spit in his face feeling disgusted by him.

Choso blushed as he felt your cute little foot crushing his hard dick. He couldn’t help himself as he nutted in his pants. Thankfully you hadn’t noticed. He stayed quiet with a big blush until you walked away and slammed your door closed. Sitting back he stared at the door with his creamy warm nut in his school pants. It started to seep through the tan fabric making a stain. You were such a tease and he couldn’t wait any longer. In that moment something sparked inside him. Something much more intense than before.

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“Stupid ryosuke! your pranks are so annoying!! Now I’m gonna be late!” You called out to your younger brother. He was in his pranking faze of life but he had already left with your father to go to school. You were next on the list to go to school and when you put on your shoes they were glued to the floor right in front of your front door. You would have just pulled your feet out but they had been coated in the strong glue that was filled inside. The glue seeped through your thigh highs leaving you completely stuck. “Ughh!!! Everyone is stupid!” You barked insults in frustration. And to make it even worse you seen your stupid creep of a ‘brother’ make his way around the corner. His brown hair was out of his normal pigtails and framed his face still slightly wet like he had just taken a shower.

“Ugh! Not right now creepy Choso! I’m going through enough just leave me alone!” But he only came closer standing behind you and raking his eyes over your pretty figure. You felt a chill of disgust go down your spine and shivered. Your day couldn’t get any worse! “I can help you..” chosos deep voice cut through the thick silence. You felt yourself relax a little bit. Maybe if he helped you could forgive him just a little bit. “O-okay hurry up!” Slowly behind you Choso got on his knees and you couldn’t help but wonder what his plan was. You blushed as his big hands suddenly wrapped around both of your ankles feeling so awkward and embarrassed. His warm big hands couldn’t help but make you feel small as he started to caress your shoes. The thick silence had came back as your heart raced in your chest. You tried to be lenient, It was weird but maybe it was just his plan. But shock filled your whole body as his hands started to rub up your calf’s and then your soft chubby thighs. His warm hands felt so good as they radiated through your white thigh highs. “H-hey what are you doing?!” He didn’t answer only leaning in to press a kiss on your thigh right underneath your ass. “Ughhh! I can’t believe I trusted you! Cut it out!!!!” You were completely embarrassed trying to reach behind you to push his head away but he quickly grabbed your wrist in a firm grasp keeping you from moving your arms. You wanted to call someone for help but you book bag was on the floor down the entrance way and your phone was inside.

You whimpered as you felt his warm wet tongue licking on your thighs as he used his other arm that had wrapped around your legs to pull you against his face. He completely ignored your protest as he licked you, worshipping your sweet body. “Mhmmmm~” his groans grossed you out so much but there was nothing you could do. You tried to wiggle away with tears down your cheeks but he was just too strong.

—-

Choso didn’t waste anymore time, flipping up your skirt and pulling your panties down to your ankles. You cried but he never stopped, kissing and licking on your ass cheek as his big hands started rubbing your chubby clit. It only got so much worse.

“I’ll stop if you call me big brother.”

Now there you were moaning weakly as Choso licked at your chubby wet pussy. Why was he so mean?! “T-this won’t work Choso! I-i won’t ever a-accept you as my brother! Especially not after this!!” You whimpered. He was such a creep! He was licking your pussy and ass hole with no shame even though he was supposed to be your big brother. What was wrong with him!? Still on his knees Choso licked your tight ass hole loving how his face was burried in between your cheeks. Your skirt rested over his head as lewd sounds of slurping and groaning came from between your chunky thighs. “You’re a creepy nasty pervert! Stop it!! If you stop now I promise I won’t tell anyone!!” Your anxiety was insane as you cried loudly. But Choso never stopped He only wanted to please you, not touching his hard cock while he licked you up only turned him on even more. Deep down he felt that you loved it, your body was melting for him. He felt so nasty giving his cute ‘baby sister’ a rimjob.

He wanted to be your little pet so bad, to do whatever you desired with no hesitation. He didn’t even care if you washed up, he wanted to taste you all the time. Your mean little bratty attitude only made him harder. He wanted you to kick and punch at his dick, to degrade him and spit on him again like trash. It turned him on so bad. Pulling away with a wet smack he spreaded your fat cheeks looking closely at your ass hole and pussy that was dripping and glistening with his spit. He didn’t bother to reply to anything you had said. He didn’t say a single word. Only leaning back in to taste you even more. He wanted to enjoy you, to make you cum and need him. He felt blessed to taste you, he felt blessed to be used as a mere toy for pleasure. “A-ahn~ y-you’re so weird! Don’t lick me there!” You were so frustrated! You didn’t like that he was so creepy. Just a big weird nasty gross stinky pervert! And you didn’t like that it felt so good. You hated him! “You’re a big ugly stupid pervert!” Your insults came more and more as you came closer to your release. “You’re ugly and gross I don’t like you!”

Your insults were so cute and endearing to him. Suddenly a strong feeling crashed down over you making your legs start to shake. You quivered with chosos warm wet tongue licking your soft pussy. “Mhmmm” he groaned moving his strong hands to spread your chubby lips open to lick and suck on your sensitive little clit. You couldn’t help as you started to cry even more from your discomfort and anger. He was overstimulating you but you didn’t know the word for it. You knew he was creep but you never imagined he would take your last bit of innocence.

“I-i hate you Choso .” You sniffled weakly and your pussy was completely weak. Your breath was ragged from your orgasm as he stood up and came infront of you to grasped your hands in his. You looked up at him covered in tears and he only gave you a small smile. Your face was glowing from your release and tears, you looked so beautiful to him. His hand raised as he put one finger over his lips. Signaling you to not tell anybody. You broke down in tears, feeling so hurt and ashamed, nobody would believe you anyways. “I’ll be quiet..! I-I’ll keep my stupid mouth shut big brother..” you whimpered falling into his chest. Choso wrapped his arms around you and rubbed your hair gently. Leaning down to smell your sweet shampoo. You couldn’t help but find comfort in his hug, was he the man you had dreamed of? The man that loved you fully and deeply. Was the man that would cherish you infront of you all along?

“Such a good baby sister~”

Srry yall this was some freak shiiiiii😭😭😩😩