【Free】Top Secret Report! Kiou Police Academy Student Seeding Incident

The blocked light shines thinly through the blinds into the room.

This was the Special Instruction Room of the Shinjuku Kiou Police Academy.

It was a place to deal with problems within the school that were afraid to be made public.

Two people are in the special instruction room.

The person sitting on the upper seat is backlit from the window, and its appearance cannot be seen.

The light is weak and should not produce strong shadows, but for some reason the figures seem to be in a dark hole.

The figure in the lower seat, on the other hand, was clearly visible from his facial features to his physique by his undeniable presence.

His wild, square face was covered with thick eyebrows and a beard, and fangs protruded from his tight mouth.

Every part of his body was thick and muscular, and his police academy uniform was so muscular that it looked as if it would tear.

He is truly a man of unquestionable strength.

He is now sitting on a pipe chair, his huge body tense.

"Now, student Tadikarao, can you tell us more about yourself?"

The person in the chair, who seemed to be a superior officer, asked.

This marks the beginning of this incident debriefing.

"...!"

The larynx protruding from Tadikarao's stout neck shakes.

Sweat, redness, and humiliation appear on his face.

But Tadikarao, being a proud police academy student, straightened his back.

Then he raised his voice as if to shout.

"Yes! On a certain day of a certain month! While on duty, this officer had sexual intercourse!

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Top Secret Report! Kiou Police Academy Student Seeding Incident

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'It' was always waiting at the back of the cave.

It was always waiting for travelers and livestock to fill its belly.

And it was not only travelers and livestock that came.

The husband of 'It' visited the cave, and often had intercourse with him.

Its husband was the king of monsters.

'It' had many children with the king of monsters, and even more with the children she bore.

The children of 'It' brought destruction and chaos to the world.

Together with their father, the King of Monsters, they fought against the world's main god and at one point nearly destroyed it.

On the other hand, compared to its husband and children, 'It' itself had never done much evil.

But 'It' knew that those it bore would become the enemies of the world.

Still, it loved its husband and children.

Then, one day, 'It' was defeated.

Without knowing why, it was struck down by a giant with a hundred eyes.

'It' was billed as an "immortal nyumpei," but since it had never died, the truth of its immortality was uncertain.

However, 'It' thought in its fading consciousness.

Is this a fate?

Or is it punishment?

I only gave birth, I only loved.

It is an activity that many others are repeating in the same way.

To reproduce as it is, to love as one pleases.

Is there really any sin in that?

I want to know, if my way of being deserves punishment.

When it thought so, 'it' was surrounded by rainbow-colored light.

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"Wait!"

A massive, muscular physique kicks up a garbage bucket and runs through the street.

Tadikarao was running through the entertainment district in pursuit of a suspicious figure.

A person wearing a coat and hooded headdress was spotted on the street.

Tadikarao, as a student of the police academy, asked the person to submit to a search of his belongings in a friendly, but polite manner.

But,

Where do you think you are going!"

The person suddenly ran away just as he called out to him.

Tadikarao followed them like a bullet.

Tadikarao was alone.

He was alone because a snatch-and-grab had just occurred in the neighborhood and he had asked his partner to go and assist him in the case.

"It's a dead end, sir."

Before long, the suspect entered a cul-de-sac.

Tadikarao cornered the suspect in an unpopular alleyway, cluttered with materials.

"I would like to know why you ran away. Are you involved in any incidents?"

"..."

The suspect turns around and faces Tadikarao squarely.

His appearance is still hidden by his coat and hood.

Through the curves of his clothes, we can see that his body, while voluptuous, is not suited for fighting.

"Or do you have a guilty conscience? Otherwise, we'd like you to cooperate with the search of your belongings."

"... Guilty?"

A suspicious figure utters a voice for the first time.

It was neither high nor low, and its gender was unknown.

"Yes, it is. Something illegal ..."

"I don't know ... whether I should feel guilty or not ..."

Tadikarao's alertness grows as he responds without getting to the point.

This is a situation that demands a focused and careful response.

"What the ...?"

Tadikarao, however, had been feeling an inexplicable restlessness for some time now.

Tadikarao's skin was reddish, and large sweat stains had formed in the armpits of his clad shirt.

His wide, masculine nose could not contain his rough, animalistic snorting.

Far below the cracked, or rather raised, Tadikarao abdominal muscles.

A tingle tingles in the bottom of my waist.

A fundoshi worn under the uniform of a police academy student.

When the inside of the fundoshi began to feel tight, Tadikarao finally realized what was happening to him.

"You did something!"

"..."

The silence kept by the suspect was the answer.

It was the smell of the animal that resembles 'It' that attracts many males when breeding, and the strong life force of another creature that resembles "it.

Warning! Any more strange moves and you will be charged with obstruction of justice!

Tadikarao's fighting spirit suddenly flares up, and the sacred weapon of his stiff-armed body heaves like a rock.

The shimenawa, which holds the crimson pattern down to his elbow, creaks.

"...!"

And when something stirred under the suspect's coat.

Tadikarao's shimenawa burst open.

"Tenmon kaikou! Mountain Mover!"

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It" was a powerless being.

It had only the power of a baby compared to the famous strong man in Takamagahara.

But 'It' had another power.

A unique ability related to giving birth.

'It' had the same king of monsters, but each time they mated, they gave birth to children who looked completely different from each other.

It was a multi-headed dog, a serpent, a dragon, a lion, an eagle, a boar, and a sea beast, all of which bore no resemblance to either Itself or her husband.

It has the power to distort and change the form of what is within itself at will.

With the given power, 'It' gave birth to all kinds of monsters from the same male seed.

"...!"

Tadikarao's fingertips now approach 'It' to reveal the identity of the suspicious person.

But 'It' opens its mouth and accepts it.

"What?!"

Tadikarao's power to unleash what is hidden within.

The outpouring of power befitting a man of openness is absorbed into the body of 'It'.

The power that essentially works only inside 'it'.

The power to change existing things by unauthorized modification.

It was the power of transformation.

Tadikarao's power, invited inside 'It', was distorted and fell on himself.

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"Nuuuuh!"

Tadikarao's consciousness was lost for a brief moment.

What brought him back to reality was an indescribable feeling of freedom.

Tadikarao lowers his eyes to trace the source of the refreshment.

Then his eyes fell on what he had discovered.

A huge hunk of flesh protruded from beneath a correctly fastened black leather belt.

"This?!"

It was a bizarre sight.

A huge man confronts a suspect in a back alley of an entertainment district.

He wears the crisp and clean uniform of a police academy student.

From the center of that hallowed uniform, an extremely thick meat cannon, covered in blackheads, wrinkles, and veins, warps pompously.

A hairy sack protrudes from the center, encasing two taro-like testicles.

An unusual situation in which only the pubic region of a huge man is exposed in the open air while on duty.

An act unbecoming of a police academy student who is a public servant.

'No, no. ...... nnnn!'

And yet, it felt so good.

Tadikarao's precum ran down his penile frenulum in an unprecedented feeling of freedom.

"How big ..."

A huge, grotesque meat cannon and ammunition magazine that was not unlike an honest police academy student.

It was a barbaric organ for breaking in, rampaging, scattering, and impregnating.

It" plays around with Tadikarao's body as if it were assessing the male in front of it.

Tiny fingers knead the thick pectoral muscles on his shirt.

A tail-like object extending from under its coat rolls over his oversized testicles.

"Nooooo! Oh, Oh, no!"

Tadikarao's huge body trembled as if electrocuted, and his hips thrust forward.

It was an expression of a certain desire.

"Come on, ..."

The suspect sits down on the instrumental material in the alleyway and opens its legs.

Although still hidden by the coat, the area conveys its role to the male by the mucous membrane's characteristic slime.

"No, no, no! Never ......! Ah! Aaah!"

A large drum beats in the center of Tadikarao's thick chest.

A heat rises from within his testicles that intoxicates the man more than the festival air.

It is something that a police officer, a symbol of dignity, must keep secret.

At the same time, it is something that naturally springs up every day in a strong man like Tadikarao.

"No! Never insert ...! Ohhhh!"

The desire to reproduce.

Tadikarao's own power was used to liberate this primordial male desire.

The huge body, possessed with a tremendous passion, covers 'It'.

The runaway cannon pushes into the writhing mucous membranes.

"Oh! My dick! Nuuuuuuh!

With a slurping sound ..., "It's" organ slowly accepts Tadikarao's extremely thick diameter.

While expanding its pelvis like the jaws of a snake, it swallows the man with its petite frame.

It took its time and ate it slowly, tasting the glans, the callus, the bracket, and the stem.

Finally, Tadikarao's huge cock was sucked down to the hairline of his pubic hair.

"Ah! Aah! Oh, no! Aaagh!"

Tadikarao's whole body is already convulsing, even though he has just inserted himself into 'It'.

The sloppy stuff is about to overflow from the gap between his teeth, which he clenched so hard.

"What are you?"

'It' peels back the front of Tadikarao's uniform to reveal a hairy chest that seems to show off Tadikarao's masculinity.

He pinches up a modest nipple, eliciting information other than the physical.

"Ha! This officer is a Tadikarao student! I am a student of Kiou Police Academy! Oh! That's too much!"

Tadikarao is unable to hide his true identity due to the reflection of his own power.

Immediately, he straightens his back, shows a splendid salute that is full of nerves right down to his fingertips, and shouts out his name and affiliation.

A dignified and brave salute.

But that was only from his muscular chest up.

Tadikarao's abdomen and below begin to flex violently like a powerful bow.

The piston movement is like that of a heaping beast, and obscene sounds and splashes are emitted from their joints.

"Ooooh! Ohhhh! Like this! Whoa! Stop it! Oh, oh, oh, oh!"

The tail of 'It' extending from under the coat squeezes Tadikarao's testicles.

The lewd cave gradually narrows, torturing Takamagahara's biggest meat spear.

"These are your reproductive organs, aren't they? Tell me how you reproduce."

"Ha! These two balls are my testicles! The rod on top of them is my cock, and I insert it into my partner! It makes me feel so good!"

Saluting, but with intense sex, Tadikarao cheerfully voices the mechanics of a man's body.

When asked to confirm the method of reproductive activity, he is compelled to answer.

"I feel too good, and I shoot it out! I'm making sperm in my balls! A lot of little tadpole-like things are coming out!"

"My sperm is one with their baby's seed! A baby! I'm going to have a baby! Ohhhhhh!"

A confession of a shameful fact forced by the backwash of power.

Tadikarao is anguished by the taboo he recognizes once again.

But this was Tadikarao's last chance.

"This is unacceptable! I am a proud student of the Kiou Police Academy! And I will not allow myself to make a baby while in the line of duty!"

Tadikarao is not a man who cannot restrain his greed.

He is faithful to his official duties, but when his working hours are over, he ruffles feathers with gusto.

He liked to make a clear distinction between the public and the private, between light and dark, and between the sacred and the profane.

He had the mental strength to accomplish this.

"......ggg! Oooooohhhh ......!"

The stiff arms, red to the shoulders, swell up to break the yoke of sexual desire.

The will of justice rouses to regain control of the body.

But,

"Role of the Bride ... Rule of falsification..."

"What the hell?"

"'Accepting' Villain, Bosco Sacro...!"

In its home world, 'It' had conceived and borne the child of the great hero three times.

Of course, this was not a Sexual intercourse that the great hero had wished for.

He was forced to have a child with 'It' after his horse was taken hostage.

But no matter how precious it was, would the great hero repeat the humiliation of impregnating a monster three times, just to have his horse taken hostage?

The reason for this was now attacking Tadikarao's extraordinarily thick meat rod.

"Ooooh! Ooooh! Gnuooooooooooooooo!"

Tadikarao's stout jaw looks up to the heavens and his thick tongue protrudes.

His huge body is bent, swollen, and rigid as it has never been before.

The hole twists and wriggles in complex and bizarre ways with the power of "transformation," and warts and folds emerge.

It was an organ that was custom-designed to fit Tadikarao's phallus and at the same time to torture it most intensely.

"Oh, ohhh! It's not fair! To a man! Such! Such intense pleasure! Ohhhh!"

The lower half of the body, trained through weightlifting, moves back and forth like a madman.

The body, sharpened by rigorous training for the execution of justice, devours pleasure with all its heart.

"I'm going! I'm going to cum! My seed! Inside a passing suspect! Ohhh! I'm cummmming!"

The big balls go up while being rubbed by the suspect's tail.

Tadikarao's urethral opening opens in the meat pot that has become a paradise of mucous membrane.

The muscular body of the model student of the police academy is completely ready for reproduction.

"It's over ..."

At last, the power of transformation strikes a decisive blow to the pathetic male.

Soft fangs protrude from within and gouge out the weak spot in the giant cannon of the male.

"No! It feels too good! I'm going! Tadikarao student! Cum inside! Gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

The ultimate pleasure that blows away both roles and rules.

Tadikarao then unleashed the male truth hidden deep within the male organ.

"Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! That feels good! Ooh! Ooh-ohh! Oh-ho-oh-oh-oh!"

The police academy student's thick meat cannon violently explodes, spurting out a vast number of white bullets.

The irretrievable essence of life pours from Tadikarao's huge testicles into the suspect's body.

Ohhhh! Ohhhh! That feels too good! Nooooooo! Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

An act of cross-breeding in broad daylight in the open air.

While the upper half of the body is displaying the proper etiquette of a police academy student, the lower half is greedily working to inject bodily fluids for the procreation of offspring.

"Aaaaah! I can't stop! I can't stop! My sperm! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

The extremely masculine muddy stream instantly fills the inside of 'It' and overflows as if bursting from the joint between the two.

The semen is so thick that it spurts out in front of Tadikarao's face, which is twisted in pleasure.

"Oh, your seed juices have filled me up to the brim. How do you feel, Tadikarao?"

Extreme pleasure, as if heaven and earth mingle and dreams and reality melt together.

Tadikarao cannot even fulfill his original role and cries out for all he has to offer as a male.

"Whoa, I'm a lucky guy! It feels so good! I'm so lucky to be born with a cock! I can make baby-making juice! I am happy! Oh, oh, oh, oh!"

Tadikarao's consciousness begins to fade to white as he is pleasured beyond his limits.

The genes of the best police academy students all land where misfires are not allowed.

"It feels so good! I'm so happy to be born a man! Oh, oh, oh, oh! It feels so good I'm going to die! Gnooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

A public servant in service exclaims the true feelings of a male that must never be said.

Outside in the daylight, Tadikarao is thankful for the fortuitous luck of being born a man while impregnating an unidentified suspect.

"Ugh..."

All the genetic information of Tadikarao's body becomes one with its flesh and blood.

Humiliation, pleasure, and taboo take shape.

"Ohhhh! I am happy! I feel good! Noooooooo! Ohhhhhh! Nugoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

The muscular male body finally emits an unusual spasm, driven by the fulfilled male instinct.

The moment he releases the last spurt hidden deep inside his testicles, the police academy student's consciousness is cut off.

That day, Tadikarao discovered the pleasure of releasing the true happiness of the male.

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"Yes, that is all...!"

"..."

The superior officer finished listening to the whole story and looked again at the huge police academy student.

His face was contorted with regret and flushed with shame.

However, the dark blue pants have huge ridges floating along the thighs.

The tip is even sculpted in the shape of a glans crown and appears to pulsate slightly.

The pleasure must have been too intense.

The virtuous mind of a police academy student is ashamed of the situation.

But the muscular male body has become rutting at the mere memory of it.

"Oh my gosh..."

I wonder what such a huge thing was inside me, 'It' thinks.

It" asks playfully, stroking the tingling womb.

"Do you think the suspect was conceived?"

"...I have a hunch, but I think the suspect is pregnant with my child..."

'It' did not know whether it was a man or a woman.

But here in Tokyo, just because it gives birth does not mean it is a female.

"Whatever it takes, I beg you to punish me!"

Tadikarao stands up straight and appeals with a tragic expression on his face.

'It' slowly stands up and looks down at the police academy student with a mixture of bewilderment and indifference.

In 'It''s home world, at least mating was not a crime.

But in this "Tokyo," even that is a punishment.

'It' once asked.

To reproduce as it is, to love as one pleases.

Is there really any sin in that?

This person accepts the rules given to him by others, rules that are totally unreasonable to 'It'.

But I can see it now.

Some of the rules are just bad law.

That absurdity should not be simply swallowed.

It should be changed.

I am not, we are not, consenting.

"They" who preempt, hide, deceive, and try to make us believe that the world revolves around the consensus and agreement of all.

We do not need to be at the mercy of those who take everything from us through fraud.

Now I know why they eliminated me in the original world.

"They" were afraid of me.

"They" feared my power to overturn the "numbers."

The flawed structure of majority rule cannot be destroyed at once.

Then I will fight the rules my way.

I and my children will continue to give birth and reproduce until we threaten them.

"This will be handled internally. Never speak of it."

To do this, we need a collaborator.

We need a good stallion to be the father.

"But if you wish, I will punish you."

'It' slowly approaches Tadikarao.

A certain smell tickles the nose of the police academy student, along with a haunting memory.

"...!"

All the muscles in his body suddenly heat up, and his abundant body hairs are drenched in sweat.

The steaming twin balls inside his fundoshi wriggle and begin to produce a plethora of sperm.

Tadikarao realizes.

But it was too late.

The stain spread slowly on Tadikarao's fundoshi, which had become the monster's father.

Top Secret Report! Kiou Police Academy Student Seeding Incident

Fin.