After dinner and brushing their teeth, Motegi sits at the edge of the bed and waits for his girls to come inside as usual.
And when a knock echoes from the door...
"Come in."
One by one, they enter with another handiwork of his [Tailoring]. Yomogi steps in first with her tiny orange strapless bra that barely clings to her heavy breasts. Chantal comes next, her lingerie the same design but in purple, the straps making her nipples nearly slip free. Kimberly follows, her golden hair spilling over the golden silk that barely contained her, her matching G-string hinting at forbidden treasures. Last is Pinna, her green set displays the delicate slit beneath.
Then, all four stop in front of him, swaying their hips to tease him.
"Motegi-chan, do you like what you see?"
"Hey, Motegi-kun, you're staring so hard, it's almost embarrassing."
"Motegi-sama… is this… acceptable… for your… eyes?"
"Master, I am displaying the lingerie's stretch capacity. Visual assessment is requested."
In an instant, his cock throbs at the sight, and he stands up from the bed.
"You're all... beyond sexy. Seriously, those look incredible on you."
And just like that, he invites them to him.
"Come here, girls."
They surge forward, but Chantal reaches him first. Her lips crash into his in a passionate kiss, and in response, he gropes her ass gently.
"Nnnh... mmm, Motegi-kun... mmmh...!"
Then, Kimberly sighs as she doesn't want to be left alone.
"Motegi… sama…"
He breaks from Chantal and seizes Kimberly's lips in equal passion, and his hands squeeze her ass and knead it like dough.
"Nnnnh… Motegi-sama… mmm... nnh…"
Meanwhile, Yomogi and Pinna drop to their knees as they tug his pants down, letting his cock spring out.
"Mmm… Motegi-chan, you're so hard already. It must be painful, isn't it?"
"Master's state of arousal has induced maximum penile tumescence. This requires immediate manual and oral intervention to alleviate discomfort and optimize sexual satisfaction."
And then, they begin their work. Yomogi's tongue traces the underside of his shaft, while Pinna's lips wrap around the head, both moving with surprising harmony.
"Mmm... slurp... slurp..."
"Slrp... slrp... nhh..."
Yomogi sucks on his balls, cheeks hollowing, while Pinna takes his length and bobs her head, making Motegi gasp as he continues to kiss Chantal and Kimberly.
"Argh..."
"Mmmf... chuu... mmm..."
"Nnnh... chuu... ahh..."
His hands grip both their asses tighter as Yomogi's and Pinna's synchronized blowjobs grow fiercer.
Moments later, he tears his mouth from Kimberly's with a groan.
"It's coming out!"
Both Yomogi and Pinna gasp as thick white streams erupt from his cock, spraying up and landing across their faces.
"Ahhn… my face is so hot now…!"
"Blowjob procedure has resulted in full emission. Viscosity, volume, and flavor profile match previous data. Satisfactory sample obtained."
Then, the two women scoop up the sticky semen, bring it to their lips, and swallow.
"Mmm… it's delicious…"
"Nutritional content is adequate. Salinity is optimal for continued data acquisition."
As they keep scooping and savoring every drop, Chantal and Kimberly drop to their knees to collect every stray bit of semen that still clings to his stomach and thighs.
"I want some too!"
"We should not... waste… any of this…"
Then, together, Chantal and Kimberly take his still-spurting cock into their mouths, switching back and forth greedily. When they finally pull back, they lick their lips with panting.
"Aaah… I'm addicted to this…"
"Thank you… for the… meal…"
And then, he decides to reward them with something special.
"Alright, get on the bed, all of you. I've got an idea."
"Yes!"
First, he instructs Yomogi and Kimberly.
"Yomogi, Kimberly, on your knees, side by side."
"Yes, Motegi-chan!"
"As you wish... Motegi-sama..."
Then, Yomogi and Kimberly sink to their knees, their thighs touching each other's.
After that, he lies on his back, nestling his head right between their laps as he stretches out both hands, raising two fingers from each hand and instructing Chantal and Pinna.
"Chantal, Pinna, come here."
"Yes, Motegi-kun, anything for you."
"Understood, Master. I will comply."
Without a word, they clamber over to straddle his hand, Chantal on his left and Pinna on his right. Then, they slam down onto his fingers simultaneously.
"Aaaahh…!"
"Nnnnahh… input received…!"
After that, they bounce slowly at first and build their pace little by little as they moan wildly.
"Ahhh...! Motegi-kun, your fingers...! So good, so thick...!"
"Mmm...! Master's finger length and girth are optimal. Second knuckle contact achieves full internal stimulation. Friction coefficient is ideal. Ahh… I am experiencing escalating pleasure response...!"
As his hands are occupied and slicked with their love juices, he looks up at Yomogi and Kimberly.
"Yomogi, Kimberly, let me drink your breasts."
"Yes, Motegi-chan. Here you go… for my big baby."
Yomogi leans in first, and he latches on, suckling greedily until milk spurts onto his tongue.
"Aaaahn...! Motegi-chan. Yes... drink more… nnh, Mommy still has so much for you..."
He draws deeply, letting her milk flood his mouth. Then, he moves to Kimberly's waiting breast.
"Nnn… Motegi-sama… so hungry… as always. You make me… feel so… alive…"
His tongue circles her nipple, lips tugging to draw more milk and making Kimberly giggle breathlessly.
"Ahh… I think... my maternal instinct… has awakened…"
They continue to swap breasts, and his mouth welcomes them greedily and insistently.
The effect of his [Milky Touch] is undeniable now. The skill has transformed all four women, bestowing upon them permanent lactation at the moment they're first touched. Each use only heightens their sensitivity and increases their milk supply. It's so much that now, a strong suck can send their nerves into overdrive, pleasure nearly indistinguishable from a climax in their pussies as milk orgasms become a new reward.
Down under, Motegi teases his thumbs to both Chantal's and Pinna's clits, causing them to cry out.
"Mnnnh... Motegi-kun...! Your thumb... nnh...!"
"Aaahh...! Additional thumb pressure... direct clitoral stimulation... unexpected... neural overload imminent... sensation amplifying...!"
Their juices flow and soak his hands, their thighs quivering.
"Yomogi, Kimberly, bring your breasts together."
"Yes, Motegi-chan!"
"Yes... Motegi-sama..."
Then, Yomogi and Kimberly gasp as they press their swollen breasts flush against each other. He takes both nipples into his mouth at once, suckling hard and making both women's moans climb.
"Mmmn... ahh... Motegi-chan, you're going to make me crazy...!"
"Nnhh… Motegi… sama… it feels… incredible…!"
And suddenly, he bites down, just sharp enough, on both nipples at once, making them shriek.
"Aaaah...!! Motegi-chan... you make my breast cum...!!"
"Mmmhh...!! Motegi-sama... my nipple... is coming off...!!"
Yomogi's and Kimberly's breasts erupt, milk gushing into his mouth. At that instant, Motegi presses his thumbs down hard onto Chantal's and Pinna's clits, sending them to simultaneous climaxes.
"Nhooohh...!! I'm cumming on your hand...!! Motegi-kun... I'm cumming...!!"
"Ahhh...!! Sudden intense stimulation... clitoral nerve overload...!! Ahh... Master...!!"
Their pussies convulse, squirting hot gushes of love juices onto both his palms.
Then, he lifts his head from between Yomogi and Kimberly's soft, shuddering laps. And he slides out his hands from Chantal and Pinna, fingers coated in their love juices.
As he looks at their breathless and glazed sight, he can't help but tease them.
"What, you all look exhausted already? We haven't even started the real thing, you know?"
And just like that, they respond back to life.
"Yes..."
They all roll onto their backs, spreading their legs wide in M-shapes.
Yomogi pouts adorably as her fingers circle her needy slit.
"Motegi-chan… you just made me cum with my breasts, and now my poor pussy is lonely…"
Chantal's hand teases her slick folds, parting herself with two fingers.
"Motegi-kun, look at what your fingers did to me… It'll be even better if you put your cock in..."
Kimberly rolls her hips with a languid smile.
"Motegi-sama… my pussy... is dripping… drooling… for you…"
Pinna raises her knees high, spreading herself.
"The previous orgasm only intensified my system's need for continued sexual input. My sensors demand additional data collection, stimulus magnitude must be increased. Master, I require your penis for calibration and relief."
After a long look, he has made his choice.
"Kimberly, you first."
"Thank you… Motegi-sama…"
And the others are defeated.
"I lost…"
"This is so frustrating!"
"Delaying my next data gathering cycle… Master, please expedite subsequent engagement."
Kimberly spreads her thighs wider, beckoning him with a soft smile.
"Motegi-sama… come… please…"
"Alright, then."
He positions himself and silently activates [Infertile], pressing his cock to her soaked entrance, and slowly slides inside inch by inch. Kimberly gasps, eyes rolling back.
"Nnnn…! Motegi-sama… your cock… is so good… already... ahh…!"
Once he bottoms out, he pulls nearly all the way free, then drives back in hard and deep, his hands gripping her breasts and squeezing roughly. Milk spurts from her nipples, splattering his palms. He sets a punishing pace, and each motion forces her love juices to spill out around his shaft.
"Aahh… my breasts… and my pussy… Motegi-sama… it's so good... so good... ahhh...!"
And it doesn't take long for him to groan.
"Kimberly, I'm at my limit!"
"Cum inside...! Please, Motegi-sama...! Give me... all of it... your semen, I want it... all...!"
"Kimberly!"
"Aaahhh...!!! So much heat... coming in...!! I'm cumming.... Motegi-sama...!!"
"Argh! You're squeezing me!"
He slams deep and explodes inside, his cock pulsing as wave after wave of thick semen gushes into her womb. Kimberly screams, her own orgasm erupts as her love juices squirt onto his cock, and her breasts gush milk across his hands. Each throb of his cock triggers another gush from her pussy, and with every new squirt, her insides clamp tighter, drawing more semen from him. Her belly swells, breasts painted white by her own milk, and her expression is nothing but frozen in a beautiful ahegao as the pleasure knocks her unconscious.
Motegi gently slides his cock from her spasming hole, watching creamy seed leak in thick globs.
"Phew… this is great…"
But when he turns to the others, he finds Yomogi, Chantal, and Pinna already moaning in open frustration as their hands are buried between their thighs.
"Haa... Motegi-chan, you're mean... leaving me like this…"
"Mmhhh... Motegi-kun, you and Kimberly are like monkeys in heat!"
"Master, I am forced to perform self-pleasure subroutines to mitigate system overheating. However, optimal cooling cannot be achieved without your direct input... please resolve immediately... ahhn...!"
Seeing that, he immediately apologizes.
"Sorry for making you wait."
Then, he instructs them to do something.
"Alright, do all fours now."
In an instant, they scramble up and crawl, then three perfect asses rise and wiggle in the air. They look back over their shoulders, each one vying for his attention, voices overlapping in playful competition.
"Motegi-chan, pick me, please!"
"No, Motegi-kun! Pick me first!"
"Master, statistical analysis indicates the optimal choice is me. My lubrication levels are at peak, core temperature elevated. Data acquisition is most effective if I am selected now."
And again, he has to think long before he makes his decision.
"Alright, Pinna is next."
"Why, Motegi-chan?"
"Ugh, you're so cruel, Motegi-kun!"
"Don't worry, you can have your turn later."
Without hesitation, Motegi kneels behind Pinna and lines his cock up with her soaked slit as he tells her something.
"Please, proceed... Master..."
"Yeah, I'll make this quick and give you all the data you need. Yomogi and Chantal are waiting, so get ready, Pinna!"
And just like that, he plunges in hard, and she immediately cries out.
"Ahh...! Entry forceful... data intake is… nnnhh... maximum...!"
He sets a savage rhythm, pistoning hard. His left hand finds her nipple, twisting and tugging, drawing out a spurt of milk that dribbles down her breast. His right hand slips underneath, pinching her swollen clit and raising her cries.
"Nnngh... Master...! Stimulus combination... nipple, clitoral... simultaneous... overload...!"
As if it's not enough, he leans forward, catching her lips in a deep, silencing kiss, swallowing her moans as he fucks her harder. His tongue invades her mouth, while his hands play mercilessly with her trembling body as she has climaxes many times.
Sex is data, and Motegi is currently giving her a flood. Every new act, every position, every thrust, and every spark of pain or pleasure is recorded, analyzed, and filed, then instantly overwhelmed by the next wave. The more she receives, the more she craves.
Moments later, he breaks the kiss, and he groans.
"Pinna, I'm going to cum!"
"No, Master... please!! My climax… nnnh… is still ongoing...!! If you release now… the conflict of internal and external stimulus will... ahh...!!"
But he can't hold back.
"Argh!"
"Ahh...!! Your semen... it's colliding with my internal release... simultaneous discharge, so much, too much... my system... ahhh...!!"
He shoves deep, pumping thick semen directly into her spasming womb. Pinna screams as her pussy squirts love juices around his cock, while her breasts erupt again with milk, splashing onto the sheets beneath.
Once her climax subsides, she collapses face-first onto the bed, her breasts smashed flat and leaking, her face frozen in a perfect, ruined ahegao as she slips into blissful unconsciousness, overloaded by pleasure and data alike.
Motegi slowly pulls out, watching thick cum and clear juices ooze from her gaping, fluttering pussy. He looks back and finds Yomogi and Chantal staring at him impatiently.
"Motegi-chan, that was too much..."
"Motegi-kun, don't make us wait any longer!"
"I know, I'll fuck you both together this time."
And then, he instructs them both.
"Yomogi, on your back. Chantal, lie face down on top of her, and hold her close."
And they obey. Yomogi stretches out on the sheets, and Chantal crawls atop her, pressing her slick, heated pussy to Yomogi's, breasts flattening against breasts.
Motegi kneels behind and plunges into Yomogi first, pounding her straight away.
"Ahhhn... Motegi-chaaan...! So deep, so good, your cock is stretching me so much...!"
Yomogi cries out, legs trembling, claws digging into Chantal's back. And after a few thrusts, he pulls out and thrusts straight into Chantal.
"Aaah... Motegi-kun...! All the way inside...! Haaah, you're so thick...!"
"Fuck, both of you at the same time is perfect!"
Motegi growls, hips pounding between them as he switches from Yomogi to Chantal over and over.
Each thrust sends fresh tremors through his body, the feeling changing with every shift. He loses himself in the newness of it, as he's never felt pleasure like this before.
When he's done with their pussies, he angles his cock and thrusts it into the slippery gap between their overlapping folds. The sensation is electric as his shaft grinds against both their swollen clits.
"Mmhhh...! My clit's rubbing Chantal's...!"
"Nnhiiii...! My clit is burning...!"
When he plunges back into their begging pussies, he groans again.
"Argh! I'm cumming!"
"Ahhh....!! I'm cummingggg....!!"
Both women scream in perfect unison as he pumps a thick load into Yomogi first, flooding her. As soon as he pulls out, he slams into Chantal, unleashing another torrent deep inside her. Their pussies gush love juices that splash against each other's folds and over his shaft, prolonging their climaxes.
When he withdraws from them, both women are trembling, panting, and clutching each other. Their joined pussies leak hot, sticky seed that mixes and drips into the sheets.
But of course, this is not the end of it...
"Aaaahhh...!! Motegi-chan/Motegi-kun/Motegi-sama/Master...!!"
Motegi's cock dives back into four of them into the wild, endless night.