Holy crap, that 'ring' actually works?
Alistair looked at the three girls frozen like statues before him. He took a slow step forward, closing the distance.
What is this? Hypnosis? Paralysis?
He leaned in closer and noticed their eyes had lost all highlights, replaced by a vacant, dull stare.
Forget it, I need to get that ring back first. I didn't expect this thing to be the real deal instead of just a prop.
"Hey! What do you think you're doing? Trying to snatch things from my hand while I'm not looking?"
Izumi Nogami suddenly raised her hand high. Caught off guard, Alistair didn't grab the ring; instead, his hand landed squarely on a pair of firm, ripe breasts.
"Mmm~ How rude. Daring to do something like this to me... I guess I'll have to give you a lesson."
Izumi's lips curled into a predatory smirk as she glared at Alistair with ill intent.
"Ah~ Izumi wants to bully someone again. But this time, I'm actually feeling quite motivated to join in~" Sae Hinata twisted her body, feeling an unusual surge of energy directed at Alistair.
"Ara~ Is everyone that interested in this little redhead? In that case, I can't exactly be left out, can I? It wouldn't be very social of me~" Minako Sanada said with a squinty-eyed smile that made it impossible to tell if she was joking.
"Look, all I did was watch you bully someone. Is it really necessary to hunt me down? I don't even know who you are."
Alistair reluctantly pulled his hand away. Even through the fabric, the elasticity of the leader's breasts was surprisingly impressive. He hadn't had a "proper meal" in days, and for some reason, his libido felt stronger than ever. Having tasted the real thing, he had no interest in manual labor.
"Not knowing us doesn't matter. As a student here, I'll help you get very familiar. Our relationship will heat up fast. Once we 'communicate' enough, we'll understand each other perfectly~"
With a flick of her finger, Izumi tossed the 'ring' backward. At the same time, her other hand grabbed Alistair's wrist before he could fully retract it. Her soft, warm skin felt incredibly inviting as she squeezed his hand. With a clink-clink sound, the ring rolled away and vanished into the shadows, but Alistair noted the direction. He could find it later.
"But first, let's introduce ourselves properly, shall we, Mr. Exchange Student?" Minako brushed a strand of hair behind her ear and stepped directly into Alistair's personal space.
Since he couldn't break Izumi's grip, Alistair simply nodded and went along with it.
"This is Izumi Nogami. Her family is very powerful. Next to her is Sae Hinata, our school's star athlete. She's a regular in the track and field meets. Even if you try to run later, you won't outrun her. As for me, I'm Minako Sanada. I don't have many 'talents,' but I believe you'll find yourself unable to leave me in the end~"
Minako pushed her chest out—the largest of the three—and gave him a sultry look.
What's going on? Are they sluts? Are these the 'Buyers' I heard about? Or is this the effect of that ring? Alistair sensed things were heading in a weird direction.
"Naoto Alistair. Exchange student. You probably know that much." He tried to pull his hand back, but Izumi wouldn't let go.
"Sae, pin him!"
Izumi barked the order and yanked Alistair toward her, making him stumble.
"Aye, aye~"
Sae immediately circled behind him. She slid her arms under his armpits, locking his hands behind his head and pressing her body firmly against his back. The tight contact allowed Alistair to feel the perfectly shaped breasts of the athletic girl.
"Ah~ what a wonderful scent~"
The slightly shorter Sae leaned forward, her face nuzzling Alistair's neck. She inhaled deeply, visibly intoxicated by his [Pheromone] ability.
"It really is nice~ A sweet, milky fragrance. I really want to have a taste~" Minako whispered, blowing hot air into his ear.
"Hmph, don't worry. Everyone gets a share! But of course, I'm going first. Be a good boy and show me what you're made of!"
Izumi was already pressed up against his front.
"Look, Sae, Minako. This guy's lips look so moist. I'll start with a little appetizer~ Mmmph~"
Izumi's lips crashed into Alistair's.
Soft, yet aggressive—that was his first impression. Then, he noticed her technique was surprisingly clumsy.
Eh? She doesn't know what she's doing? If they were experienced "Buyers," she wouldn't be this amateur. So the ring really did mess with their minds?
Alistair didn't hesitate. The meat was being shoved into his mouth; he hadn't eaten in ages, so why refuse? He matched Izumi's aggression, sliding his tongue out. To his surprise, her instincts were sharp. Before he could even touch her teeth, she pushed her own tongue forward, entangling his.
Alistair's eyebrows shot up. As a veteran "teacher," how could he let a "junior" lead the way? He used his superior technique to break her lead, counter-invading her "territory" and making her let out muffled moans of pleasure.
A moment later, Izumi pushed against his chest to break the kiss. A silver thread of saliva stretched between them before snapping, dripping onto the floor.
"Ha... ha... I didn't expect you to be so experienced. You actually made me lose. But let's see how long you can hold out for the rest! Hmph!" Izumi panted, wiping her lips and acting tough despite her flushed face.
"That's it? That's all you've got? If this is your level, you can all come at me at once. That might actually be interesting."
Alistair taunted them shamelessly. If their "bullying" had devolved into this, what was there to fear? He might lose a fistfight, but in this kind of fight, he was the king.
"Hey, remember your place. We're the ones in charge here. A mere commoner exchange student getting lucky once and acting cocky... looks like you need a real lesson."
Izumi gritted her teeth and began unbuttoning her blouse, one button at a time. Once it was open, she shrugged it off, revealing a white camisole stretched taut over her breasts.
"Tch. That's it?" Alistair mocked.
"Hmph. Keep talking. Let's see if you can still talk in a minute."
Izumi knelt down in front of him, her hands reaching for his waistband.
Oh? Switching battlefields?
Alistair shifted his neck to get comfortable, trying to ignore Minako whispering in his ear and Sae nuzzling his neck. His "main battery" had been pre-heating since the contact started. Despite the cover of his trousers, a "luxury tent" had already been pitched.
The school uniform's fabric was high quality; even with his massive "cannon" half-prepped, it held the shape. Because the tent was large but didn't reveal the true scale, Izumi's guard was down.
"Heh, just because your mouth is good doesn't mean anything. Let's see if your lower half is as impressive. Oh~ your body is quite honest, isn't it? But... this doesn't look like much. It's already standing up, yet it's only this small? Well, it matches your cute face. I suppose small can be cute too~"
Izumi mocked the size of the bulge through his pants. She began undoing his belt to "teach him a lesson."
"Tch, why are these pants so tight? Are you so insecure you don't want us to see?" She yanked at the belt.
Snap!
As she pulled the trousers down, a fully pre-heated, sky-piercing "cannon" slapped her right in the face. Her mind went blank for several seconds.
"No... this... how can it be this big?!"
Izumi stared in shock, her arrogant facade crumbling. She had never seen something so absurd in real life, barely even on the internet.
"Whoa~ it's huge. It's almost as thick as my water bottle. Can that even fit inside?" Sae marveled from behind, measuring it with her hand.
"This thing... it's thicker than my wrist. Unbelievable. Is this even humanly possible?" Minako gasped.
"Hey, Alistair, did you move all your muscle mass down there? Is it a superpower? No wonder your body feels so soft to the touch." Sae rubbed against his back, making a wild guess.
"How is that possible? It's natural. And what do you mean 'soft'? Is that how you describe a man?" Alistair retorted. He didn't mind being "bullied," but he had his pride.
"But it's true! Hugging you and rubbing against you feels so good~ Hehe~ so soft... so fragrant..." Sae made a creepy, perverted giggle that made Alistair feel slightly uncomfortable. He was the one being "used," but it felt like they were the ones getting the better deal—especially Sae, who was acting like a total creep.
"You'd better hope it's real, or you won't survive what's coming next," Izumi huffed.
She reached out, hovering her hand near his "cannon" before slowly wrapping her fingers around it.
So hot! And so thick!
Izumi was stunned. The temperature was much higher than she expected, and she couldn't even close her hand around it; her thumb and middle finger were far from touching.
"Is that it? You think just holding it counts for something? You're making me lose interest." Alistair was getting impatient. His lust was already boiling, and being held without action was torture.
"What's the rush? I'm afraid I'll break you if I'm not careful. So what if it's big? It's probably all show and no substance." Izumi snapped back, feeling embarrassed by her own hesitation.
"I look forward to being proven wrong." Alistair looked bored.
Furious, Izumi abandoned her plan to use her hands. She opened her mouth and took the "muzzle" directly inside.
Gulp, gulp~
Izumi struggled to take him in. It was difficult, but for the sake of her pride, she endured, even as the tip hit the back of her throat.
Feeling the warm, wet environment, Alistair relaxed. He was genuinely impressed by her "intake capacity."
"Amazing... Izumi can actually fit something that big in her mouth. Subarashii ne~" Sae marveled.