Poll Winner

  Themes: Dom/Sub, Big Dick, Fucked Silly

  Summary: Based on this image. Mirko didn't originally want an intern at all. So she picks one at random and then tries to run him ragged so he'll beg to go back to UA and end the internship early. Only, that doesn't happen. He keeps on going, getting her interest. Challenging him over and over again, the Rabbit Hero keeps expecting him to falter... only for him to ultimately surpass her expectations. His demand for payment? Well, he wants to see her break out an old uniform from her school days so he can fuck her silly in it!

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  “Well brat? Like what you see?”

  Despite the adversarial nature of her words, the tone that Mirko the Rabbit Hero takes with her UA Intern is actually more amused than challenging… though there’s a fair bit of challenge in it too, admittedly. But then, ‘challenge’ has been the name of the game ever since she picked this UA student to intern with her. And as much as it pains her to admit it, he’s surpassed every challenge she’s thrown his way.

  Even now, face to face with his ultimate desire, Kaito manages to keep any would-be embarrassment off his face as he slowly looks her up and down and grins.

  “Very much so, ma’am. Though I feel like at this point you could drop the brat.”

  Mirko narrows her eyes at that and scoffs, crossing her arms over her chest shaking her head.

  “So long as you keep up with the ‘ma’am’ shit, you’re always going to be a brat in my eyes, regardless of… everything else.”

  ‘Everything else’ in this case referred to the fact that her intern was actually a foot taller than her, not counting her ears. On top of it was the fact that he’d not given up, not even once.

  See, she hadn’t wanted an intern, but making it into the Top Ten came with responsibilities as much as it came with perks. Put simply, it was expected of her, so Mirko had reluctantly picked one kid at random and sent an offer over. Her initial hope had been that he would reject the offer. She’d chosen a real beefcake jock-y type in the hope that he’d be a bit misogynistic and get better offers from male Pro Heroes that he’d like more.

  That hadn’t worked out, obviously. Kaito had accepted her offer and shown up bright and early on the first day of his internship, ready and eager. That was when Mirko had begun what she liked to call ‘The Gauntlet’. She’d done everything in her power to lose the brat. She’d run him ragged; she’d given him all the shit duties; she’d made him do everything she could think of to try and drive him away.

  None of it had worked, of course. He’d accepted it all with aplomb and a sterling work ethic that made Mirko want to scowl even now that she was finally coming around to the damn brat. He’d met every single shit duty she’d given him and tackled it with a single-minded ferocity that… well, she was forced to admit reminded her of her.

  Eventually, she’d started setting challenges for him to accomplish, things that may have been a little bit beyond your average UA student. Of course, with challenges had to come rewards, Mirko wasn’t unfair or anything. And yet, Kaito wasn’t your average UA student. Not by a long shot.

  He’d taken every challenge she threw his way and overcome those too. Until finally, he’d won the ultimate reward of all… her.

  In the face of her st words, Kaito suddenly steps forward, invading her personal space. Mirko blinks at this, looking up at him with a raised brow as he grins at her.

  “Alright then… Rumi. Are you ready to pay up?”

  A heat rises to her cheeks that makes her want to sock him in the face. Calling her by her first name like that… where did the brat get off? At the same time though, she’s forced to acknowledge that ‘Rumi’ might be more appropriate than ‘Mirko’ at this point… especially given what she was wearing.

  “Would I be dressed like this if I wasn’t?”

  The st challenge, Rumi had left the reward more open-ended than ever before… and this was the consequence of that. When Kaito had once again surpassed her expectations, she’d asked the young man what exactly he wanted from her… and he’d barely hesitated before making a very specific set of demands.

  And so here Rumi Usagiyama was, not dressed as Mirko the Rabbit Hero, but rather… in her old schoolgirl uniform, white blouse, green skirt, white socks… oh and leopard print panties, but he didn’t know about those yet.

  Yeah, the blouse barely fit her, and the skirt was shorter than she remembered, as well as being pushed up by her fluffy white rabbit tail. However, it didn’t matter because the only one who was going to see her like this was Kaito… and he’d earned this. He’d more than earned this.

  With that in mind, Rumi doesn’t wait for Kaito to respond. She drops into a crouch right there in front of him, bending her legs at the knees and spreading them wide as she all but bounces down to eye-level with his crotch.

  Looking up at the watching young man, seeing the intensity in his hooded eyes, Rumi just smirks as she takes hold of his belt in her gloved hands and deftly pulls it open, before dragging his cock out of the confines of his boxers. He’s big, she notes. Bigger than most… maybe the biggest that the Rabbit Hero has ever seen.

  She tries not to let on though, even as her long white furry ears twitch a bit atop her head, giving her away. But if he’s not paying enough attention, he probably won’t notice. Either way, Rumi doesn’t hesitate to take him in her mouth and begin sucking him off, her gloved hands gliding up and down the rest of his throbbing mast as she feltes her charge right then and there.

  For a beat, Kaito just groans in appreciation, clearly enjoying her aggressive attitude. But only a moment ter, he’s giving her commands.

  “Use your tits, Rumi. I want to see them wrapped around my cock.”

  Tch, he really was a controlling brat, wasn’t he? Except… she couldn’t really call him brat. Not anymore. Not with this massive fucking dick in her face and in her mouth. Also, she couldn’t exactly deny him either. He’d won fair and square, which meant he was calling the shots. Besides… it was pretty hot, finally having him show a domineering side after days of keeping his head down and proving himself to her at every turn.

  Reaching down, all Rumi has to do is pop one button and her old school blouse bursts open, her tits refusing to be contained any longer. Her mocha-skinned breasts are quickly lifted up by her gloved hands and wrapped around Kaito’s fat, throbbing meat rod. Her lips remain suctioned around the tip and first couple inches, and she continues to gaze up at him, even as she rubs her chest all along his shaft, providing spit and saliva and drool aplenty as lubrication.

  “Fuck that’s good… that’s a good girl. Keep it up, Rumi.”

  Man, he’s really getting into it, isn’t he? Hell, he even goes so far as to grab her ears. Rumi shudders as he does so and manages to keep her reaction to his sudden touch to a minor, barely noticeable orgasm. It wasn’t exactly something she advertised, but her rabbit ears were insanely sensitive… she didn’t normally let guys use them as handlebars.

  To his credit, Kaito isn’t doing that anyways. He’s running his fingers along the soft fur of her ears, rubbing them between his digits, but not actually pulling or tugging. Which is good, because if he’d done the tter, she probably WOULD have cum hard and noticeably.

  As it is, she just moans a little and sucks all the harder, until Kaito finally lets out a telltale groan.

  “Fuck… getting close, Rumi!”

  She sucks in her cheeks at that and swirls her tongue around the gns of his cockhead. That, as it always has been, proves more than enough to tip him over the edge. As his member throbs and pulses between her tits, his seed explodes onto her tongue and into her mouth. Rumi is quick to swallow every st drop, even as the sheer size of his load threatens to overwhelm her.

  Threatens… but doesn’t succeed. By the time she’s done swallowing down Kaito’s cum, there’s nothing left, not even a trickle out of the side of her mouth. She then goes down his cock, deep throating his member for a moment as her breasts fall away so that she can properly clean him off.

  When she pulls back off of his cock with a pop, there’s nothing but a nice shimmering glean of spit-polish left behind in her wake. But best of all… Kaito is still rock hard, still fully aroused, and clearly ready for more.

  “Heh, even here, you continue to rise to the challenge, Kaito~”

  The young man jolts as she uses his name instead of ‘brat’ for the first time. Rumi smirks like the minx she is, having known the effect that would have on him. He rallies impressively fast all the same though.

  “I’m not done with you yet. Assume the position.”

  Rumi’s rabbit ears twitch again, and she doesn’t hesitate to obey. Dropping from the crouch onto her knees and flipping herself around, she ‘assumes the position’. In this case, there’s only one position that makes sense to her. On her hands and knees, back arches, tits dangling beneath her, and ass as high in the air as she can get it.

  Thanks to the shortness of her green skirt from her schoolgirl days, combined with her puffy bunny tail, the fullness of her ass is on dispy in this current pose. On top of that, with her legs spread ever so slightly, the leopard print of the panties she used to wear when she was younger is visible in the valley between her thicc thighs.

  “… Leopard print. Really?”

  Rumi looks back over her shoulder at that and gives Kaito a cheeky grin.

  “You wanted me to dress exactly like I did when I was younger. Well… I was a bit of a rebel in a lot of ways back then. What, got a problem with a promiscuous woman, Kaito?”

  It wouldn’t surprise her if he did. Plenty of men had no issues racking up their own sizable body counts, but then hated it when the chicks they got with were ‘too slutty’ as they put it. It was a double standard she’d found present even in men who would swear up and down that they weren’t sexist.

  Kaito though, like every challenge and test she’s put him to before now, continues to prove that he’s no normal man. Scoffing, the young man kneels down behind her and slides his hands over her full mocha-colored buttocks, up under the hem of her too-short skirt. His fingers curl in the waistband of her leopard print panties, and he yanks them down rather roughly, even as he finally answers her.

  “I don’t care who you’ve been with before me, Rumi. I don’t even care who you might be with after me. Because I know for a fact… I’ll always be your best.”

  Rumi’s eyes widen a little at that. One might take it for sheer bravado or machismo… but there’s a distinct note of honesty to his voice. He really believes that.

  Of course, before she can reply, Kaito grabs her by her hips, lines up his throbbing mast, and thrusts into her from behind. A cry forces itself up through Rumi’s lungs and out of her mouth as she shudders from the sudden intrusion.

  Rumi quickly decides there might be something to that confidence of his, because she’s never been so full, never felt so stretched. Her pussy walls flex and squeeze down around Kaito’s cock with all of the incredibly athletic Rabbit Hero’s strength, and yet despite knowing her cunt to be like a vice grip when she wants it to be, Kaito nevertheless steadily drags himself out of her insides without issue.

  This might be because of just how wet she is, but truth be told, Rumi doesn’t have much of an opportunity to contempte the why or how when Kaito immediately sets a punishing, bruising pace.

  SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

  Her full, mocha-colored ass cheeks receive the pounding of a lifetime as Kaito cps them from behind with all his might. His cock disappears in and out of her cunt with increasing speeds, and all Rumi can do is cry out and take it. It’s quite obvious he’s not holding back even slightly… but then to be fair, she would have been insulted if he had.

  Still, having the biggest dick of her life driving deeper inside of her than any man had ever managed before is quite the experience for the beautiful dusky skinned Rabbit Hero. It only gets better, however, when Kaito suddenly reaches out. He doesn’t go under to grab her breasts, though that would have probably felt good too… no, he goes for the kill.

  His hands close around Rumi’s big fluffy white rabbit ears and this time he’s none-too-gentle in his treatment of her and them as he yanks her head back by said ears. Delivering punishing thrust after punishing thrust to her pussy, he uses her ears like reins, tugging hard on them.

  Any other man try that sort of thing in any other set of circumstances and Rumi would probably knock their block off. But in this particur set of circumstances, as on fire as her lust is already… it sends the gorgeous Rabbit Hero spiraling over the edge with an uncharacteristic squealing cry as she cums her brains out.

  And not just once either. Once she starts cumming, Rumi can’t stop, her eyes rolling back in her head and her tongue lolling out of her open mouth as Kaito takes her and takes her VICIOUSLY. On her hands and knees there in her old school uniform, blouse open and tits out, skirt hiked up and covering nothing, and leopard print panties around her knees, Rumi Usagiyama cums and cums and cums for Kaito.

  She loses track of just how many times he makes her cum with that big fat cock of his, as he yanks her ears back and sends spikes of both pleasure and pain rushing into her scalp and through her body. She can’t think straight, she can’t string two thoughts together in her mind, let alone two words together.

  Instead, she just howls and squeals and shrieks incoherently, climaxing explosively all over Kaito’s cock repeatedly without fail all the way to the end.

  All good things come to an end after all, and this end comes after what feels like an eternity but also not nearly enough time whatsoever. All of the sudden, Kaito starts to cum. With a victorious roar, he cums and cums inside of her, pumping Rumi to the brim with his seed. He fills her up and then some, this time her body unable to contain his entire load as some splurts out onto the bed between her knees.

  Rumi, for her part, colpses face first the moment that he lets go of her ears. She falls off of his cock, prone on the bed, her arms and legs spyed out on either side of herself.

  Her st thought before she passes out is that Kaito was right to be confident. His arrogance, if it could even be called that, turned out to be well-earned. Because at the end of the day… she suspected no one would ever be able to live up to the experience she just had. Not only had he ruined every experience she’d ever had before in comparison, but he’d ruined every theoretical experience she might have in the future without him.

  One thing was for sure… she was going to get herself some more of THAT.

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