The Order Call, We All Will Take More Human Wine - Ocahco reward story

"I love you so much," Deku said, barging in through the door and pulling Ochaco in to a kiss with such fever and attention that it shook her a little bit to feel him so suddenly and so blatantly seeking her affection. There wasn't any way to be prepared for the suddenness of an attention uncharacteristic of what she was used to from her boyfriend. Not that she minded though; her body tensed up quickly under ther forceful push of Deku's touch, and she melted under his kisses, feeling dizzy and hopeful and overwhelmed by it.

"I missed you too?" Ochaco felt dizzy trying to take it. His boldness was a lot, but it was oddly welcome. Her heart was aflutter and her head spun as she accepted all these doting attentions from him, loving the touch and the warmth he offered her. She fell deeper into a daze giving up to this all, and when his hands got all over her clothes, she wasn't afraid of letting it happen. She was just all too ready to melt against him, to moan in sweet excitement as she felt her body get pushed up against the wall.

"I've always fantasized about coming home from hard hero work and making love to you right in the hallway," Deku explained, fingers slipping up her skirt. His strong body pressed Ochaco's in tight against the wall, and she felt herself growing all excitable and needy, welcoming what he could offer her and allowing the pleasure to take a weird and hazy turn for the better. It was a lot, but her expectations were high and she felt all too needy under this attention.

"I've imagined it too," Ochaco moaned. She was hardly a slouch in her own hero career, but the excitement of being the top ranked hero's girlfriend and all of the lovely joys that came with it offered something she wasn't able to possibly resist, body melting in against his with a delight and delirium she took upon herself without concern or shame. She watched him take his cock out, felt the attentions burning brighter and needier under these wild sweeps of heat and pleasure. it was about to be a whole lot more than she felt ready for, but she needed it. Her hand reached for his cock, and a sweet gasp rang out brightly as she accepted it. "Take me," she moaned.

The chance to give in to a mutual fantasy had Ochaco all wound up. Deku sank his cock into his buxom girlfriend and grabbed her ass, tugging her up a little bit and pulling her firmer into position. All too eagerly, her legs wrapped around his waist, trusting him fully with the pleasures on offer and embracing the sweet joys of something as sweet as could be. When he began to thrust, Ochaco found herself on the receiving end of something more intense and more hungry than Deku usually offered her, but that only further excited her. She could feel the pleasures all taking her by storm, feel the heat and the chaos of a satisfaction she craved deeper and hotter with each passing second.

"My beautiful girlfriend," Deku groaned. His lips refused to let up on hers, his every attention doting harder on Ochaco, making her shiver and squirm through the delight of melting under his touch. He was in rare form today, prepared to deal with the pleasures and the adorations that he wanted more than anything. It made Ochaco feel loved in ways more fundamental and adoring than she felt prepared to give in to, and each push forward made her melt under these pleasures.

His hips did to her something truly spectacular, and brought her pleasures she wanted only to continue sinking into, the ravenous delight and desire of letting go bringing her slowly deeper and deeper still into these warm and loving wants. Her legs tightened around him. Whatever had come over him, she welcomed it, and if there was some lingering darker reason for this attention, she didnt' want to bring it up. She stayed quiet for now, letting her thoughts focus solely on the warmth of tending to him, letting her hips ease back and forth with a singular desire to give in to these joys. She cast aside all worry and all restraint, and she found herself feeling better and better by the second for being able to allow it all to push through her body. It was her everything now, and she couldn’t be a moment without it.

His fingers laced in between hers. The idea of letting go was simply perfect, bringing with it so many ravenous wants that only deepened her raw appreciation for what she felt. "I love you, Deku!" she gasped, moaning her way through giving up to these pleasures, allowing herself to sink deeper. The kisses were so nice to lose herself to, and with each motion of her hips, she fell deeper into a spiraling rush of haze and heat and utter perfection. It was too good to be true, and with every motion of her hips she let herself give up fully.

The door still hung open a little bit, their bodies obscured from view, but the sounds of outside their rented home were boisterous reminders that she wasn't having sex in a dimly lit bedroom, but a foot from the front door. So why did it feel so romantic? Why was Ochaco so completely awash in feelings of adoration and romance as sweet and as hungry as she could give up to completely. This was everything to her, and she couldn't be held back now from the pleasures and the needs of letting it all go. An orgasm was inevitable, but inevitability had never felt as satisfying and as certain as it suddenly did now.

With a buck of her hips and a mad cry of bliss, Ochaco let it all out. She shook under these joys, under a warmth rushing through her body without sense, and she felt all too ready to sink, buckling under the weight of these thrills and allowing it to take her further. Moans rang brightly from her lips, and she cried, "Deku!" with the utmost passion and lust as her inner walls squeezed around his cock and all these pleasures hit her square-on. "Please come home like this every day!" As if she couldn't have felt any better, the chance to give in and surrender was simply too sweet and too grand to handle. It felt better than she could have ever imagined, and there was a joy here to be given up to fully.

"I'd love to, I just hope nobody gets mad that you asked." Deku pulled Ochaco from the wall and began to carry her down the hall. Carrying her body was nothing for him, but with each step he took, he bounced Ochaco on his cock, bringing her a steadier rush of excitement and heat that kept her even more fitful and delighted. She bounced along with the utmost delight and pleasure, walked into the bedroom.

Deku kept pushing at doors down the hall, as if not remembering where the bedroom was. But with his hands squeezing lovingly at Ochaco's plush ass, she didn't even seem to notice or care, simply taking the light thrusts and bounces up and down his dick in stride until finally the right door opened and he strode in. "Tonight, it's just the two of us." He set her down on the bed facing away from him, guiding her further up the bed, and Ochaco went happily. Her round ass hung high in the air for his attention, and each inch she crawled came with a sway of her hips, making herself seem even more appealing to him.

"Come fuck me again," she moaned. "I want you so badly."

"I'm glad to hear that, but I hope Deku doesn't hear it. He might get jealous."

The words took a moment to actually sink in for Ochaco. They didn't make sense, but they didn’t seem like something to be concerned about for just long enough that she didn’t realize what was happening until there was already a cock inside of her and a knife at her throat.

"Be nice and cooperative now," Himiko said, the appearance of Deku melting off of her body as she went to work at fucking Ochaco from behind. "You want this dick so bad, right? You can just enjoy it, while I enjoy the show of watching your fat ass bounce." A hand seized her hair, which added to the peril of the cold metal pressing snug against her throat, finding the skin and simply giving the lightest little brush downward, scraping the blade's edge against Ochaco and letting her feel how sharp it was.

"Himiko!" Ochaco gasped, the terror hitting her square-on as she dug in for the ugly surprise and panic that it brought with it. "Where is he?" Her first thought was not about the knife at her throat, no matter how dangerous and worrisome that was. No, Ochaco was just filled with dread at the thought that Himiko having Deku's blood. Filled just as much as she was filled by the thick girlcock that took to fucking her with renewed aggression and heat.

"What a sweet little girlfriend you are!" Himiko taunted. "You're getting dicked by someone else, but your first thought is whether or not he's okay. That's true love!" She rolled her head back, gasping in joy and smiling brightly. "My love is a little darker than that. But don't worry. He's okay. I stole a sample during a fight a week ago. He's off doing hero stuff still, and he probably has no idea that I'd ever be coming here for it. That's going to make it more fun!" She cackled and hammered forward, throwing herself into a pleasure and a passion as direct as she could muster. Her cock was all too ready to pound Ochaco into submission. "Oh, this feels so much nicer with my own dick! It's so much more sensitive than when I have to be someone else. Your pussy is amazing, Ochaco!"

Even if it seemed absolutely insane to be trusting Himiko on any count, the ugly truth was, if there was any chance Deku was captured, Himiko would have been gloating about it. She didn't, which gave Ochaco some degree of relief, albeit not a relief she wanted anything to do with. Her body continued to shudder its way through the confused and guilty pressures and pleasures of something as bizarre as could be. With no more reason to fear for her boyfriend's safety, in flooded the ugly other side of this situation: she had plenty to be fearful of here. The panic of being fucked and deceived by Toga came rushing back in the worst of ways, and she found herself terrified under these attentions.

Toga wasn't afraid of working that opportunity though. "Doesn’t it feel good? I was so excited when I found out Deku and I have similarly big cocks. It means that I get to feel everything he feels when I fuck you. You must like it. It's a sign we're all connected by destiny! This is fate, and maybe you should be my girlfriend just as much as you're his." She cinched the knife up against Ochaco's skin again, restated it. "You're my girlfriend too, right?"

With her jaw trembling and every sense of utter terror rushing through her body, Ochaco hated that she said, "Yes." She just didn't have a choice here. "Yes, we're girlfriends now." She just didn't want her throat cut open. The coercion left her trembling and terrified, wishing she could do something to mount an argument against pressures demanding her fullest surrender. It was madness, and she wished she was better able to argue against any of it. But there she was, sinking deeper, sliding into ruin and growing terrified by the prospects of this treatment.

"I'm so glad to hear it!" Toga squeaked. "I've always wanted a fat-titted, fat-assed cutie like you to be my girlfriend. I'll keep my promise, too. I'll come home every night and fuck you just like this, I promise!" Her voice rang in sweet depravities, growing hungrier and wilder as she gave in to this all. Her hips weren't afraid to keep going, to toy harder with Deku's girlfriend en route to messing with Deku. "The three of us are going to be so happy together. We're going to enjoy this! Now beg for my cum. Beg me to cum inside you raw, and show me how much you love me!"

"Please cum in me." Ochaco's voice trembled. This was wrong. This was insane. She felt the pressures wear harder at her thoughts, wishing she was able to deal with even some of the pressures that accompanied this plunge into chaos. But she couldn't muster up the right she wanted to, and she could feel herself sliding deeper into ruin and chaos as this all kept building. How was she supposed to fight it? How could anyone fight it? "Please, cum raw in your n-new girlfriend." For the sake of her survival, she'd let this happen.

"My pleasure!" Toga slammed forward and let her hips shock Ochaco with the utter insanity of these pressures. She had Ochaco powerless, right where she wanted her to be, as she slammed her hips forward and shook Ochaco to her core. With a hard groan, Toga pumped the brunette full of cum, filling her up with the promised load and making Ochaco's body shudder through the guilty thrill of a potent orgasm she was utterly mortified to be giving in to. She was powerless here, shuddering through these pressures and through a hopeless throb of want and excitement and lust that didn't seem real to her, and she couldn’t do a damn thing about it. The pleasure was unreal, and she shook through these wild joys with no idea how to deal with any of it. She just gave up fully to these warm sensations and allowed herself this chance to break down.

The knife pulled away from Ochaco's throat and she slumped face-down into the bed. She was shaken by the utter brutality of this treatment, wishing she knew how to respond or fight for herself, but she failed to stand up to any of this. She just lay there in trembling shame and a senseless rush of utter insanity, wishing for stability and finding none. "Are we done now? I need t--I need to go start making dinner."

Toga rolled her eyes. "I'm not that stupid!" she gasped, grabbing Ochaco's hair and yanking her upright, forcing her into position and slamming forward with impatient fever and a desire to take her harder. She rammed her cock into Ochaco's mouth and began to hammer feverishly away at her cute face. "You aren't going to get away from me until I can have a talk with our boyfriend so he understands how things are going to be from now on!" She was utterly deranged and removed from sense with her words, ready to push harder at these pleasures in the pursuit of something absolutely unhinged. There was no reason to act normal or controlled, simply pursuing the pleasures as deep as they ran.

Ochaco's throat struggled and spasmed around the meaty cock forcing its way down her throat. There was no way to ward off these pressures, a sudden and abrupt rush of panic hitting her square-on and leaving her without even the most basic idea how to deal with it. She was just getting taken, rattled to her core by the pressures this brought with it, and she couldn't do much but give up to it, wishing she could handle these pressures but finding herself unable to. Not when Himiko had such a powerful grip on the situation.

"You have to clean me off so I'm ready for later," she explained, sweet coos of joy rising from her mouth as she expressed a harshening pace on these pleasures. There was no reason to contain this, a steady push into acceptance growing more ferocious and wild with each stroke of her hips. This was just what she needed, and everything she offered was a show of pure greed, a heat rising through her body and plunging this into pure chaos.

Deep strokes forced Ochaco to gag on the cock, and the hasty motions Toga pounded forward with made clear that she was not a patient woman. She was after something merciless, ready to push her harder and deeper down, plunging her thoughts deeper away until there was simply nothing left that coddle save her from this madness. It all plunged her deeper into chaos until there was just nothing left. Merciless thrusts made clear the senseless joys and reckless plunges into aggression of someone prepared to take this wicked claim of ownership over Ochaco, and she was stuck simply giving up to all of it.

Cum flooded into her mouth. Toga didn't try to hold herself back, racing toward a messy finish and plunging her cock forward, ready to fire off every drop of cum down her throat, pushing her to surrender to all of this and to give in with no idea how to spare herself. The brutal excess had Ochaco shaking, wishing for sense while sliding deeper into disrepair and ruin. But then the cock pushed forward, as if it weren't already spent, and simply held her throat plugged up. "Now hold still," she cooed.

Ochaco didn't know why for a moment. She struggled to deal with this and to pull herself into some semblance of focus and control. Then the syringe jammed into her neck, and she felt the sensation of it draw the blood from her. Ochaco couldn't say anything in her defense as Toga extracted enough from Ochaco to be able to run this same deception against Deku when he came home. But tired, unable to breathe, and with a light-headedness coming over her from having her blood drawn, her eyes began to close, and Ochaco sank into slow, empty calm, darkness eclipsing her vision.

"I forgot how good your blood tastes! Oh, we're going to all be so happy together!"

Ochaco’s body fell limp, and sleep took her before she could do anything to stop this.