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Tomoe Igarashi- The next head of the Igarashi clan of ninjas and heiress to the Igarashi family fortune, Tomoe is a deadly assassin well versed in the art of ninjutsu and demon slaying. She strives to end the centuries-spanning rivalry between the Igarashi and Isshinmaru clans by taking Hayashi Isshinmaru’s head. Because of her voluptuous physique, the traditional black Kunoichi garb provided by her Clan is especially tight on Tomoe’s figure, but blends well with her long brown hair and sharp green eyes. She is 5’11, 130lbs, and has I-Cup breasts with inverted nipples.
Hayashi Isshinmaru- A powerful demon who is head of the Isshinmaru clan of Shinobi. He strives to end the century spanning rivalry between the Igarashi and Isshinmaru clans by taking Tomoe as his wife. As a shameless demon with little regard for decency, Isshinmaru parades around in a fundoshi with limb protection gear, exposing tanned skin that clashes sharply with a long and messy pale blonde ponytail. He is 8’5, 350lbs, and is about 24 inches in length.
Toga and Hozuki Isshinmaru- Twin bodyguards of Hayashi Isshinmaru who obey his every whim. Although not as massive as their master, Toga and Hozuki are almost as dangerous and can easily overwhelm Tomoe if she isn’t careful. With an appearance similar to that of Hayashi Isshinmaru, Toga and Hozuki barely wear much of anything and parade around their village in ill-fitting, provocative Shinobi attire with short messy hair. Toga is older and more refined while Hozuki is younger and more crude. They are both 6’3, weigh 220lbs, and are about 14 inches in length.
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A perpetual battle between good and evil that has spanned generations, it would seem that the war between the Igarashi clan and Isshinmaru clan of Shinobi will never end, and Tomoe Igarashi couldn’t stand it. It was an Igarashi responsibility to exorcize demons from this mortal coil, but the Isshinmaru were powerful monsters who have withstand nearly every exorcism technique Tomoe’s family have thrown at them for the last 500 years. As the Isshinmaru grew bigger and stronger with each human they ate and with each village they pillaged, Tomoe saw no end to the cycle of violence generated between the Igarashi and Isshinmaru, and in order to finally dispel the wretched beasts back to whence they came, Tomoe had no choice but to infiltrate and assassinate the Head of the Isshinmaru family once and for all.
Hayashi Isshinmaru must die.
As Tomoe leaped from tree to tree, dodging branches and slicing through leaves, the young Kunoichi sensed an ominous presence approaching her from behind. Stopping dead in her tracks, Tomoe threw a kunai into the shadows behind her and feels her blood begin to boil when she watches a hand grab the soaring kunai and throw it to the ground. The hand and then an arm followed by a body and a shock of platinum blonde hair appears from the darkness, and as Tomoe takes in the mouthful of gleaming white fangs that shine her way, she fails to notice a body equal in size and shape appear before her.
Hayashi Isshinmaru’s bodyguards, Toga and Hozuki, have cornered her.
Gritting her teeth, Tomoe reaches for the wakizashi strapped to her hip and lunges towards the first twin she sees. Toga, the twin who wore silver garbs, dodges it effortlessly and quickly disarms Tomoe by grabbing her arm and twisting it behind her back. Tomoe cries out and then tries to stab Toga again with a blade hidden in her free arm, but has that arm held down by Hozuki, the twin who wore golden garbs.
“Evening, princess.” Hozuki titters. “Little far from home, aren’t you?”
“Lord Igarashi’s going to get awfully upset with you when he finds out about this.” Toga chuckles.
“Unhand me!” Tomoe struggles to free herself from the twins.
“Oh no, no, no,” Hozuki tuts. “Lord Hayashi’s gotta see this.”
“He will reward us greatly for bringing the Igarashi Maiden herself to his chambers.” Toga laughs.
“You worthless beasts…!” Tomoe grits her teeth as Toga and Hozuki forcibly escort her back into the shadows. For a moment, all Tomoe sees is darkness swallow her vision as soon as they take her into the shade of a giant maple tree before she suddenly loses consciousness.
When Tomoe wakes back up, she’s met with a harrowing sight.
Hozuki and Toga are at her sides, smirking deviously as they look up at their Lord who seems incredibly pleased at what they have brought him. He sits with his legs crossed and hand holding his chin as he sips at a gourd of sake, devilish eyes roaming over Tomoe’s body as if she were a piece of meat. Tomoe tries to move away from Hayashi’s, but she is bolted to the ground by iron chains that hold her arms away from her body and leather straps that keep her feet bound by the ankles. The most she can do is wait this out for a while until she finds a way to escape this insipid castle.
“Lady Igarashi…” Hayashi smiles at Tomoe. “I would’ve straightened the place up a little if I knew you were coming.”
“Isshinmaru…” Tomoe growls out. “Hell will have nothing to take back once I’m done with you…”
“I’m escort bursa shivering as we speak.” Hayashi mocks. “You Igarashi are so arrogant… What makes you think you’d stand a chance against us, hm?”
“I believe whatever brains she has went straight to her tits.” Hozuki quips as he leers at Tomoe’s chest.
Tomoe flushes red at Hozuki’s comment but tries to ignore him.
“Your reign of terror against the people of this nation must come to an end, and if it means sacrificing my own life to achieve that goal, then so be it.”
“Cute.” Hayashi takes a swig of his drink and sighs. “But we don’t plan on leaving anytime soon. Like my father, and his father before him, I will ensure the success of the Isshinmaru even if it kills me.” He then pointed at Tomoe and continued. “But you made this so much easier for me, Lady Igarashi. Truly, you did. You’ve spared your clan much heartache and bloodshed by coming here directly to my castle. I must applaud you for your bravery.”
“…What do you mean?” Tomoe narrowed her eyes in confusion.
“I had plans to ambush your village; kill your father, your brothers, and any ingrate who dares try to keep me away from you.” Hayashi explained. “I was thinking to myself, how would I finally end this silly war between the Igarashi and Isshinmaru? And then it just came to me one day; taking Lord Igarashi’s daughter as my wife seemed like the perfect plan.”
Tomoe’s eyes widened at Hayashi’s words, her arms fighting against the chains that kept her at bay as anger swelled in her chest.
“You bastard!” Tomoe shrieked. “You could never! I’d sooner die than become your consort!”
“Figured you’d say something like that.” Hayashi placed his gourd on the floor and then promptly snapped his fingers. “I’ll have great fun breaking you.”
Before Tomoe could even respond to Hayashi’s evil words, she felt the hands of Toga and Hozuki rip at her bodysuit. Sharp claws tore holes and ripped ladders into the fabric that covered her chest, and once the milky skin of her breasts and pinkness of her nipples were revealed, the demons stopped and marveled at their handiwork. The fat and flesh of her breasts now spilled freely out of holes that slowly tore apart under the weight of her chest, making Tomoe gasp and instinctively attempt to cover herself by bending away from Toga and Hozuki. The demon shinobi however had other plans in mind for her and promptly sat Tomoe back up to show her breasts off to them again.
“Where do you think you’re going, princess?” Hozuki groped her left breast in a great big hand that sinks into her flesh effortlessly. “Got some fat fuckin’ tits on you, don’t ya, sweetie? You got no idea how much I wanted to fuck these things up.”
“I can barely cup them in my hand, they’re so massive.” Toga runs a finger over Tomoe’s right areola and guffaws when he feels a velvety slit of flesh instead of a stiff pink nipple. “Ohh, it would seem our princess is hiding from us, brother. Won’t you come out of your shell, my Lady? You’ve already shown us so much.”
“S-Stop it!” Tomoe squeals when she feels Toga run his finger along the slit of her areola, gently prodding and poking against it as more filth left the silver demon’s lips. Hozuki then joins his brother, aroused by the sight of Tomoe’s nipple slits, and presses his finger against the swollen flesh of her breast. Tomoe lets out a stifled moan at that and tries to move away from her captors, but is left motionless when Toga penetrates her nipple and begins moving his middle finger in and out of her areola at languid pace. Tomoe throws her head back while Hayashi could only laugh.
“What a beautiful sight for sore eyes!” Hayashi claps merrily. “You’re doing a splendid job, boys. Give this whore of whores a taste of what’s to come once she becomes my wife!” The older demon shouted as he watched his men molest his captive rival while stroking the erection tenting his fundoshi.
To not take Tomoe as his consort would be ludicrous; a beautiful, buxom woman like her was more deserving of a man of his status than some insipid little human boy. He was attracted to stubborn, angry bitches like Tomoe, and to take and corrupt this girl into his demon princess with his mighty cock and overeager servants would severely weaken the Igarashi and make them vulnerable for a proper ambush. Perhaps Hayashi will spare Tomoe’s family, but he shall think about that later; watching Toga and Hozuki play with those huge tits and swollen areola was a better way to spend his time.
Hayashi sat back and played with the straps keeping his fundoshi in place as he marveled at the size of Tomoe’s breasts and the thick fingers fucking their way into her nipples. Fat, perky, and perfectly round, those tits were hefty things bigger than Tomoe’s own head that could easily spill over Hayashi’s massive palms if he were to hold them together. Even when Toga and Hozuki’s hand grabbed at them there was still so much flesh left to spare, but even though those beautifully tremendous breasts of her incited a great lust to bloom in Hayashi’s loins, the dusty bursa otele gelen escort pink flesh that bloomed around her sunken nipples made Hayashi worry his lips with need.
Tomoe’s areolae, swollen from stimulation and dimpling from heat, were the size of his palms and thrummed red the longer his servants fingered her breasts. Beneath that inverted flesh were assuredly nipples thicker than thumbs, and as Toga and Hozuki slowly coaxed those lovely teats to rise from their fleshy sheathes, Hayashi unraveled the cords keeping his fundoshi in place to set his manhood free from its restraints. He pulled on his bouncing cock with slow strokes of his hand, proud that Tomoe’s fat chest complimented his fat cock, and imagined how good it would feel to wrap those pretty tits around his trunk of a shaft as he fucked her breasts with wreckless abandon.
Through the moans and pleas for mercy escaping Tomoe’s mouth, Toga and Hozuki’s fingers squirm and wriggle inside Tomoe’s breasts, the demons hissing out their pleasure when they see soft pink nubs peeking from her swelling tits along with a glistening rivulet of cream that coats her erupting nipples and their thrusting fingers. They lick their fangs at the sight while Tomoe, her eyes blown out and limbs trembling, watches her breasts leak hearty milk that she never knew they held.
“We’re full of surprises today, aren’t we, princess?” Hozuki sniggers as he pulls out his finger to admire the milk that clings to it. “Nice big cow tits, just ready to be milked. I don’t think I can hold back much longer, Toga.” The gold twin grabs himself through his underwear and grins.
“I don’t think I can either, Hozuki.” Toga does the same, lips curling into a smile that matches his brother’s. “Shall we, my Lord? May we indulge in your bitch’s body until you are ready to join us?”
“By all means,” Hayashi thrusts into his hand and smirks.
“Thank you, my Lord.” Hozuki unravels his own fundoshi to reveal his teeming cock, a thick rod of meat lined with pumping veins and carrying a heavy set of rounded testicles bigger than Tomoe’s fists. The size of such a thing made Tomoe’s heart leap into her throat.
“What should we start with first, brother?” Toga follows Hozuki’s actions and takes out his cock as well. It’s almost identical to the one at Tomoe’s left. “Should we play with Lady Igarashi’s tits more, or move onto something else?”
“I’m nowhere near done playing with these things yet.” Hozuki thumbs Tomoe’s weeping nipple, the girth of her exposed teat wide and fat like a bit of overripe fruit as it twitches under his touch. “Let’s see how far you can go before you start begging for Lord Hayashi’s cock, princess.”
“No, don’t…!” Tomoe feels Hozuki’s thumb push into her nipple, her back arching and clit thrumming as it sinks into the supple, dimpled flesh of her teat. Tomoe whines at the sensations that come from having her actual nipple penetrated by his thumb, and shudders in place, unable to hold back her moans when Hozuki begins to thrust his thumb in and out of her. The milk that fills her breast provides ample lubricant for his digit and it doesn’t take long for Toga to join his brother in molesting her as well.
“Her milk smells so sweet, like vanilla and honey.” The silver twin kneels down to Tomoe’s right breast and flicks her big fat nipple with a curious tongue. “It’s making me quite hungry~” Toga drags his tongue up and over the tip of her nipple, moaning lasciviously at the cream that coats his tongue before pushing and sliding it deep into the searing hot crevice that was Tomoe’s teat. Long and agile, it works its way deep into her breast and laps at the milk that’s welling inside her tit, the sweetness of her cream forcing Toga to jerk himself off over Tomoe’s trembling thigh wantonly. The young kunoichi mewls aloud then, eyes finding their way into the back of her head as Toga’s dastardly tongue and Hozuki’s pumping digit sends her nerves into overdrive.
“N-No…! Stop, stop…!” Tomoe cries out helplessly at the demon twins. “If you think I’ll let you brutes do this…!” Her voice catches in her throat when Toga’s lips wrap around her nipple and Hozuki’s finger joins his thumb in fingering her. They work in tandem trying to get Tomoe to reach her limit, but alas, Tomoe grits her teeth and wills down the pressure rising in her belly. The twins chuckle silently at her resistance while Hayashi, who’s busy jerking off his cock still, watches intently, the older demon patiently waiting for his servants’ next move. Before long, Toga pops off of and slips his tongue out from Tomoe’s breast while Hozuki pulls his fingers from Tomoe’s teat, both brothers standing up straight to hold their cocks out and slap them playfully against her tits.
“Stubborn little slut…” Hozuki nudged Tomoe’s areola with the tip of his length and smears it with her milk before looking at his brother. “She’s acting like she doesn’t like this.”
“Perhaps we should try something more stimulating?” Toga fingers her breast and purrs when an idea comes bursa merkez escort to mind. “These sweet tits seem more than big enough for us, wouldn’t you agree?”
“Ooh, good idea, brother.” Hozuki smiles. “I bet they’re nice and tight, just like her pussy.”
Tomoe stiffens while her eyes dance between both twins when Toga and Hozuki lift her breasts to their twitching pricks, leaking slits mixing with her milk as their swollen cockheads prodded the fattened peaks of her hard nipples. She watches her teats expand and give into the hardness that pushes inside of them, areolae wrinkling and puckering from pressure as large cocks bury themselves in her massive breasts. Tomoe’s mouth drops and her tongue spills over her lips when nerves buried deep in her chest shoot straight to her soaked cunt, and before she has time to adjust to the feeling, the twins hold her tits in their hands and begin thrusting roughly into her nipples.
Tomoe’s broken cries of ecstasy erupt from her hoarse throat as Toga and Hozuki fuck her breasts raw, spilling hot milk that coat their cocks and splatter on the tatami mats beneath them. The twins pant heavily while Hayashi strokes his cock furiously, enraptured by the sight of his archenemy reduced into a plaything for his servants. They pound those heavy pricks into Tomoe’s fat tits as their big tight balls slapped hard and fast against Tomoe’s areola, the twins determined to make the Kunoichi come even if it takes them all night long. Hayashi thinks it’s the most beautiful thing in the world, and in an attempt to stave off his orgasm, grips his shaft tight before finally rising from his place on the floor to approach his future wife and dutiful attendants. Tomoe tries to say something when he does, but all he hears are garbled whimpers that sound more pleasing to his ears than whatever plea she’s thinking up in her fucked out mind. He doesn’t leave her alone like she probably wants him to do, and Hayashi grabs his swinging prick to circle Tomoe’s trembling lips with it when he’s close. The breadth of his cockhead spans the entirety of her opened mouth, and Hayashi briefly wonders if Tomoe can take him here.
“You finally decided to join us, My Lord?” Hozuki stares reverently up at Hayashi. “I’m sure you’re ready to bust by now.”
“Would you like to indulge in her tits as well, Lord Hayashi?” Toga asks breathlessly.
“Hmm…” Hayashi circles Tomoe’s lips once more before sliding his cockhead down to the crease of her jiggling breasts. “Perhaps I will.” He then looks at the restraints that bound Tomoe and releases them with another snap of her fingers. “Lay her down.”
“Certainly,” Toga and Hozuki, cocks still buried in Tomoe’s breasts, laid Tomoe down, the Kunoichi barely struggling when they did so. Hayashi then climbed over Tomoe’s torso, his long cock traveling up her sternum and ending at her chin as he squished Tomoe’s bouncing tits around his manhood. Breathing sharply through his nose, Hayashi thrusts up into her breasts, doing it twice, thrice, and then a fourth time before grabbing at Tomoe’s stretched out nipples to jerk off his servants as he held her breasts in place. Her tits practically swallow Toga and Hozuki’s cocks whole, nipples stretching around the girth of their pricks as Hayashi uses Tomoe’s teats like living fleshlights.
Toga and Hozuki gasp while Tomoe’s hips buck, her orgasm hitting her with full force when hot juice leaks from her quim and seeps through her bodysuit. Unable to hold back the pleasure burning in her core, Tomoe’s mind goes blank and her hands fly to her fat jiggling tits to hold them for the demon shinobi that ravish them mercilessly.
“Hurry up and pound my breasts raw, you accursed beasts!” Tomoe screams out, eyes brimming with tears. “Fuck my tits stupid and fill them up with your stinking demon come!
“Is that what you want, Tomoe?” Hayashi pulls and drags her nipples up and down Toga and Hozuki’s cocks, drawing another whine from her. “Do you want to turn into my beautiful slut? Destined to fuck and serve me and my men with these perfect tits for all of eternity?”
“Make me your infernal wife, Lord Hayashi!” Tomoe smiles weakly. “I’ll give you all the milk and children I can hold, my Lord!”
“Mmm…” Hayashi smirks evilly as he watches his cock and the cocks of his men slowly corrupt Tomoe. He can see her soul turn from a shining white orb of virtue to a pitch black hole devoid of purity, and laughs deeply when he sees the famous Igarashi Maiden suckle on his piss slit. Finally, he shall have her; his one and only demon whore, bound to his cock for the rest of her life.
“Very well,” He thrusts up into Tomoe’s mouth and coos. “Let us have you then, Tomoe; feel our come work into your body and violate your soul.” Hayashi’s prick then batters her drooling tongue while his hands go into overdrive trying to fuck his servants’ dicks with her nipples, the combined moans and trills of the three demons and the helpless Kunoichi mingling into a sinful symphony of lust. Feeling his sperm churn in his balls and swell in his dick, Hayashi groans when his semen, as thick as sap, pours from his cock and drench Tomoe’s face in an unending splatter. Toga and Hozuki quickly follow suit and shoot their less viscous but still potently thick seed into Tomoe’s hot teats, virile sperm mingling with her milk and bloating her tits heavy into jiggling mounds that ripple and bounce with each cant of their stuttering hips.
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