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Nelliel was probably wishing she'd signed up to be tutored in the sword-arts by just about any other teacher in the world right now! This Kenpachi man... Something wasn't right about him... Well, maybe it should be more like there wasn't anything right about him! Worst of all was his height... Their teacher towered over the class at 202cm, making her one of the tallest men she'd ever seen, but he wasn't just tall, the man was looked strong, too!

Surely an instructor of students who still might as well be c***dren like them would be conducted with a taciturn and dignified approach, but all that size and all that power was flung around with wild, careless abandon... Mr. Kenpachi's classes were like a bull in a china shop. Even his assistant was a tiny pink-haired gal who was maybe half his height, and he didn't even show regard for her safety. Nope, he attacked students at full-strength, he bellowed orders and instructions, shattering egos with harsh words, and the weak were not spared. Nelliel would just have to hope she wasn't weak.

One thing stuck out in her mind, through all this, however... Towards the end of their class, Kenpachi announced he was picking a student at random for a duel... And he did exactly that, turning away from the crowd and pointing over his shoulder. His finger landed on a heavy-breasted gal named Rangiku who she'd seen around the Soul Society buildings, and when the girl was called forwards, Nelliel realized all the other students were looking at Kenpachi, nobody was looking at Rangiku... And it might be for the best. When the girl was picked to duel with their instructor, the change that swept over her was extraordinary...

She'd stood proudly a moment ago, but now she melted, a giddy, goofy grin on her face as she stepped forward like she was accepting a dance... Her hands looked so limp she almost dropped her sword. She looked like she might just about have peed herself in excitement! A few other gals looked on with similar excitement, although it seemed like Rangiku was simply the worst at hiding it...

The battle was SHORT. Over in just a few moments, Kenpachi made an all-out attack that drove the woman to the floor, leaving her pinned by her neck, and she gave a little cry of fear and, again, excitement, squirming... When he raised the sword up, she quickly scrambled onto all fours, attempting to crawl away, but she was smiling rather than showing fear as he tossed his sword aside, landing on the girl and pinning her to the mat, one hand gripping her hair, the other her waist... And she wiggled back at him... The expression on her was almost mindless pleasure as she ground back on her Captain... It was over so fast, surely nobody else had seen it, but this woman... She seemed like she was almost presenting herself for him, like she was eager to be defeated! Even after the class was over, the image would persist in Nelliel's mind for some time!

There was a quiet rank-and-file approach to the exit of the class, the largely female student body pouring out slowly in a low hum-drum of anxious and excited murmurs. While Nelliel tried her hardest to catch what she could, her position towards the back of the pack along with her relative new status to the Shinigami Academy meant that most students either spoke softly or stopped altogether in her presence.

"Perhaps it's the bones' she self-consciously put a hand up to the alien half-skull, thumbing idly at the empty sockets as the pack continued to seep through the bottleneck exit. People hadn't exactly warmed to her, and perhaps it was the strangeness of this place that had kept her from approaching anyone on her own. Somehow, however, what she had just witnessed gave her a burning desire to converse with Rangiku. Was it curiosity? Why did that pretty young thing behave so strangely in front of such a brutal out-of-control man who, though graciously aged, was still visibly old enough to be the girl's father? It still puzzled her, the imagery still vivid within her mind. She cast a quick glance over her shoulder, an attempt to see if Rangiku was leaving the class or if she had kept herself back to further her bizarre exchange with the Captain and sensei of the class.

Well, Nelliel could wait outside all she wanted... But it didn't look like Rangiku was coming out... Eventually, if she were to get impatient, she'd be able to wait till the other students were all gone and take a peek through the doorway... The sliding doors meant she could open it a crack and sneak a peek back inside... Although what she did see suddenly changed things entirely. She saw something she definitely wasn't supposed to have seen... Girls old enough to be Kenpachi's daughters was right... A guy like him should know better than to go after such young ladies, so why did Nelliel see the much, much taller man standing over Rangiku, head tilted downwards while hers was craned all the way up, their lips locked in a kiss...

And there was nothing innocent about this kiss... It was extremely adult. Both of them were clearly big perverts: their mouths were both wide open, outstretched tongues shamelessly rubbing together... And a short way away, that little girl who looked like she might be 10 years old, was busily packing up the swords, not even seeming to notice! As Nelliel continued to watch, the huge man familiarly eased his hands over her curves, ending up squeezing Rangiku's thick lower body with both hands... What an ass she had, mounted on hips that looked ridiculously fertile and wide, from the waist down Rangiku's body was a preggo-mania figure, with ideal birthing curves... And this man was gripping it like he owned it, fingers sinking into the fabric of her kimono as they continued their lewd makeout. It was finally interrupted when little Yachiru tugged on his kimono to get his attention. When it didn't work, she balled a fist and punched him right in the leg. "Kennnn...! You said we'd get sweets! Kennn!" In the end, she was reduced to hitting him over and over till he eventually, regretfully, broke the kiss and hoisted the little girl up into the air, throwing her over his shoulder. "Heh! Well, you heard her! Let's get some sweets, okay?"

And there was nothing innocent about this kiss... It was extremely adult. Both of them were clearly big perverts: their mouths were both wide open, outstretched tongues shamelessly rubbing together... And a short way away, that little girl who looked like she might be 10 years old, was busily packing up the swords, not even seeming to notice! As Nelliel continued to watch, the huge man familiarly eased his hands over her curves, ending up squeezing Rangiku's thick lower body with both hands...

What an ass she had, mounted on hips that looked ridiculously fertile and wide, from the waist down Rangiku's body was a preggo-mania figure, with ideal birthing curves... And this man was gripping it like he owned it, fingers sinking into the fabric of her kimono as they continued their lewd makeout. It was finally interrupted when little Yachiru tugged on his kimono to get his attention. When it didn't work, she balled a fist and punched him right in the leg. "Kennnn...! You said we'd get sweets! Kennn!" In the end, she was reduced to hitting him over and over till he eventually, regretfully, broke the kiss and hoisted the little girl up into the air, throwing her over his shoulder. "Heh! Well, you heard her! Let's get some sweets, okay?"

Nelliel watched everything through the door like a voyeur, at first her eyes wide and her expression that of unabashed horror and confusion. The way his hands traced her body, every fine curve and line of her lusciously fertile frame grabbed and held with an intense familiarity and sense of control; he was possessing her and she was letting him! ....

As Nel continued to watch, she began to tell herself it was a deer-in-the-headlights scenario; how could she look away? She wasn't some filthy pervert, getting all moist and excited watching a primal alpha-male type man-handle his little whore. Her expression was now one of equal confusion, horror and desire, and though she made all the excuses in her head there was little left to deny the slow hand she traced down her heaving tits. She could feel her heart running a million miles an hour, letting her fingers brush against her nipples on their way south. There was a light, erotic sweat that covered her, making her own skin slightly moist and cool to the touch. Snaking delicate fingers within her undeniably moist panties, she watched Rangiku's fertile body sway and pinch within Kenpachi's grip and quivered as her own finger found its way within her steadily moistening pussy.

'Oh god, what am I doing?'

Her pace began to increase, slowly in and out of her dripping pink pussy, completely ignorant to the fact that someone else could walk through the student hall for any reason at any time. She felt depraved, yet at the same time thrilled and entranced by what she was seeing. God, how was something to wrong turning her on? How was one part of her brain telling her to call out and stop this, while the other urged her lithe digits faster and deeper into her pussy.

He certainly was an alpha-male... A strong, aggressive, dominant type that any woman would be lucky to have dominate her pussy, control her and fuck her body with the pure intention of baby-making sex... Yes, for sure, the look of worship in Rangiku's eyes told Nelliel that if the man who owned her had wanted bareback sex with Rangiku, she would have gratefully spread her legs and allowed him in deep and unprotected, welcoming any consequences that came with it. An alpha-male who had his pick of any of the women... And yet he hadn't cast an eye in Nelliel's direction once during the class... Maybe she'd have a moment of self doubt then, wondering if her body didn't appeal to him... But the truth was, he had been watching her the entire time.

And now, for the first time, she felt his full attention on her. Still hanging off the man's shoulder, little Yachiru gave a cry of shock as he darted forwards suddenly, crossing the room with speed that would surely be impossible for a human, yanking the door aside and exposing Nelliel in her weak moment of distant, but fervent adoration. She'd been stroking her fat little clitty to them, watching them rut, and now those possessive, greedy eyes had settled on her with an almost sweltering presence. She felt even hotter than before now~

He leaned an arm on the doorframe as he looked down at her, pausing to exchange a very sly grin with Yachiru, the loli sniggering behind her raised hand, eyes pinched half-shut with her laughter... He looked like he was on the verge of laughing himself, but he just grinned down at her like a smug prick. "Trainee Nelliel. Were you attempting to spy on your Captain? Perhaps attempting to sneakily learn some secret sword technique, hmm?" he said, leaning closer. A finger touched her chin, tilting her head upwards.

It was a little hard to stay focused on him with the little pink-haired cutie right there beside him, but the situation of being cornered by A Great Dad somehow made the whole thing even more erotic... Adopted daughter or not, this was a man who liked c***dren and was good with them. She looked so happy! He was the sort of man who would've made an excellent father to Nelliel... God, that made this whole thing even more perverted...

With a finger still on her chin, he continued, "Spying is one thing, but you've left your rear exposed, recruit. Anyone could have come by and had their way with your defenseless, ehem, rear... You have a lot to learn, I think, mmhm... What do you have to say for yourself?" he asked, finally releasing her chin, allowing her to run for her life if she wanted to.

Before Nelliel could move a muscle they were on her, all six eyes locked on her vulnerable perverted position. As Yachiru shrieked, her cheeks coloured up and she found it hard to move, her hand still clamped between her thighs as the last tremors of an orgasm left her. She wouldn't say it'd been the thrill of being caught that had tipped her over the edge, maybe she wasn't even aware that was what it had been. Her guilty expression and the beads of sweat rolling across her heaving breasts gave it all aware, though when he tipped her head and spoke she managed a meek reply.

"I was...checking on....Rangiku" she realized it probably made the entire thing sound worse, her eyes flicking for a second from Kenpachi to the little girl, silent cursing the way she seemed to KNOW what was happening. Nel felt so exposed and dirty, her slutty juices running down her leg, hand still wedged down between her legs. She was locked up and terrified to move, and though she did consider bolting the moment he let her go, her legs didn't want to listen.

"I just wanted to make sure she was okay" she bit her lip and silently told herself to shut up. She'd been caught, there was little she could do to avoid what she'd actually done. Sheepishly she looked up at Rangiku, wondering what she must be thinking.

'She probably thinks I'm some sick pervert' Nelliel thought. But then again, she'd still witnessed that display earlier during training, and she was still no closer to knowing exactly what that was about.

Defenseless, cutesy little Nelliel was acting like suuuch a helpless, little bitch right now... When he saw her like that, blushing, squirming and stammering like a weak little girl, it did as much for getting the guy worked up as if she'd just dropped her panties. Those sorts of messages she was sending with her body language and words were like she was begging to be reined in and dominated...

Nelliel was playing the part perfectly of a young filly presenting herself to the prize stallion for mounting and filling up, almost like she knew he was the most virile man in all of Soul Society. As a Shinigami Captain, Kenpachi's sexual prowess and ability was inhuman, although he might've been the most virile man in Soul Society even without the increased fucking power.

His cock was a work of art that belonged inside every girl 20 years younger than him in Soul Society and had already stretched many of them out to sizes where even looking at other men was out of the question... The shaft was perfectly straight, thicker than most girl's forearms and impossibly long, definitely long enough that he sometimes liked to twitch it hard enough to slab his firm abs and make a "thud" like a drum beat. Below that were two of the heaviest, most bloated seed pods in all of the a****l kingdom, needing to be drained by a female attendant a minimum of once every hour, if he was to concentrate on his work even slightly...

With equipment like that, "Stud" was a term you'd apply literally, not figuratively, to Kenpachi, with plenty of c***dren to different women already in the world, and many more to come~ The man's sheer a****l magnetism left girls cowed, pliant and finally pregnant, time after time, and it looked as if another young filly was going to be mounted very soon. As she came, he could surely smell it on her, and he licked his lips like he wanted to sink his teeth into her. Kenpachi wanted to mount Nelliel and fill her up.

On his shoulder, Yachiru giggled adorably at her obvious lies... If a c***d could see through her, surely the Captain would be able to as well! She turned her head and tugged on his ear to get his attention, mock-whispering, "She's great! She'd be a great new recruit, Ken-Captain!"

Kenpachi might be getting riled up and eager to give this teen what she sorely needed, but he wasn't in any hurry. When you had a perfect harem of fine anime bitches, you could generally afford to take your time with new pussies, no matter how tight they'd feel wrapped around his cock, or how easily their greedy wombs would lower to kiss the head of his prick. So he gestured over his shoulder towards Rangiku, which drew a smile and a wave from the blonde. "Well, mm, as you can see, Miss Matsumoto is more than alright... We were handling some of her private training. This is a service I offer to students who crave it, you see."

He picked Yachiru up off his shoulder again and, shockingly, thrust her into Nelliel's arms, forcing the cutie-pie to hold a gal almost young enough to be her own daughter... He lit a cigarette and took a few puffs, before explaining. "Better the devil you know, I always say," he said with a smile. "There's lots of dangerous men in Soul Society, men who'd take an opportunity like the one you've presented me with just now to do things I, heh, most certainly wouldn't. Possibly even end your life. Rangiku and a few other girls are part of my special sparring classes where I teach girls techniques dealing with those sorts of advances... It was Yachiru's idea, actually," he said, pinching the tiny gal's cheek.

The question of what he'd been doing with Rangiku still lingered, so he grinned a little awkwardly. "I was, ahem, showing Miss Matsumoto how to break an opponent's grip when he has you in a lip lock... She's... Well, she's a work in progress."

Yachiru rolled her eyes. "Slooooooooow learner. It's like she's TRYING to lose! Dummy!"

"I have space in my classes for a few more, at least," teased Kenpachi, laying a hand firmly on Nelliel's shoulder. "The type of gals who get undressed in random Soul Society corridors might be the ones who should consider my help the most, eh? And they're free, you know~ What do you think of that, mm?"

Yachiru giggled. As far as she was concerned, there was no possibility of a refusal of the offer. What girl could refuse it?

Everything was slowly starting to make more sense to Nelliel, except for the Captain himself. Rangiku was being taught to defend herself from sexual attacks by being sexually attacked, and what Yachiru said about her being a slow learner seemed to explain why she had so shamelessly pressed herself against his cock in front of everyone. The way he suggested the same thing to her seemed to drag a part of her mind out of the entranced sexual stupor she was in, her plump milkable tits bouncing as she shook her head back and forth quickly.

"No I uh..." she stopped as Yachiru was thrust into her farms, feeling the little girls tiny little hands grab and grasp at any part of her flesh she could touch. She could feel them kneading in and out of her plump motherly breasts, sending chills through her body. Instinctively she came to curl the girl up in her arms, pressing her into her chest, still looking wide-eyed at Kenpachi.

"No no I uh..." she looked back and Rangiku and felt herself blush again, her pink pussy giving off one final squirt of cum "I wouldn't want to take your time when some of your students are uh...falling....behind. "

She took a slow step back, leaning forward to place Yachiru on her feet, her tits all but spilling out on the loli's head from above. She had no idea what to say or do, Yachiru in front her and Kenpachi watching from the door with those hungry eyes. An involuntary quiver of excitement, and the way she found herself scanning from his waist to shoulders in u*********s appreciation told her she had to go before she became another little Rangiku.

"Hear how she says it?" he said with a laugh. "Spoken like a true Captain!"

After that encounter, Nelliel didn't see Kenpachi again till the end of the week, only having two classes under the intimidating man that had such a habit of making her eager little heart race. That was figuratively under him, of course, so not like Matsumoto at all.

This time the class dealt mostly with defensive techniques, so it only made sense that today's challenge would be a defensive one. Rather than selecting randomly, he pointed directly at Nelliel, resting his blade on his shoulder, and called out, "Newbie! After everything you've learned today, you'd better be ready to test it out! Think you can last against your teacher for one whole minute? You've lost if both your knees hit the mat."

Nelliel felt her breath catch in her throat, and suddenly all eyes burned on her. She looked for a familiar face; someone friendly enough to take this hit for her and step up in her place. Her eyes darted from student to student, and while they all looked AT her, none made eye contact. She was completely alone in the crowd.

Stepping forward, she pushed the bone helm further onto her head examining in morbid silence the b**st in front of her. She had gone an entire week thinking she'd avoided any punishment for her actions, yet somehow she felt that this was it. Not a training exercise or a demonstration of skills learned, but actual combat.

"You've lost if both your knees hit the mat" those last words played over and over, almost like a threat. She tried to think about it sensibly as his looming, masculine figure drew closer. Stopping at the mat she looked up at him, slightly doe-eyed, trying to work out how hard he was actually going to try and put her down.

"I just have to avoid him, that's it" she whispered to herself, planting her feet firmly into the floor while attempting to ignore the wetness in her panties. She kept her eyes on his, watching for any signs that he might be aware, or on his own little mission to turn this into one of his private training sessions with an audience.

"Kenpachi-san," she addressed him, pert nipples visible through her top "When does the minute start?

The fight hadn't started already and Kenpachi was breathing heavily... Were the other students really so blind to what a pervert he was? The only thing missing from this shameless display by the man was his awesome cock tenting the front of his kimono, jumping and twitching with eagerness to sink raw into her unprotected pussy... He panted, then seemed to focus. She knew the man's concentration wouldn't be the best right now... He'd be attacking almost blindly and haphazardly, not only underestimating her skills, but also horny as fuck. She wouldn't find out for some time just how badly Kenpachi's dick needed constant milking and attention, but the class had almost gone for a whole hour and he was having trouble concentrating... Combined with this pert, busty, good-smelling gal in front of him and he was starting to have trouble focusing!

But how could she even begin to take advantage of this weakness, no matter how obvious it was? Their skill levels were leagues apart, with her being a rookie with a blade and him an experienced teacher with hundreds of years of experience... All she could do was defend! And then she saw him coming, surging forwards, with a yell of, "Right NOW!" and then she was in the heat of the moment. Of course the giant was all about offence! Attack, attack and attack! His first move was to rush straight at her, eyes wide, mouth twisted in a manic smile as he swept the sparring blade over her head, only narrowly missing her and sk**ding to a halt a few feet away, turning and attacking again with frightening speed... The next swing was an overhead that hit her sword as she just barely raised it to defend in time, and the impact sent her sk**ding back, hitting a tall rack of bokken and sending them spilling all across the floor... He hunkered forwards, arms lowered, mouth open and sliding his big tongue over his lips hungrily, looking at the pert young gal and her big tits like she was a piece of meat...

"Hey, come on now... Come on now..." he said in a voice most people only heard right before their deaths. "Let's not give up too early... Get up!" 20 seconds had passed. 40 still to go! He was already moving towards the petite girl again and she realized he had no restraints against beating her. The force behind his swings showed zero regard for her safety.

"Twenty seconds and you're out of breath? Come on Nel!" she kept an internal mantra going, chest heaving in the most pornographic of ways, already slick and clinging to her tight curves and frame. She allowed herself a few seconds rest against it, feeling the sting in her back where she'd smashed into it. That would bruise, but she couldn't think about that now. He was serious, so she had to be. Forty more seconds....there had to be a way....

He burned through the distance between them in a few quick strides before swinging again. She skittered off to the side as his sword carved its way through the rack of bokken. She didn't look back to see how quickly he recovered or turned, taking the chance to dart to the other end of the mat and put as much distance as she could between them, giving him a good view of her perky bouncing virgin ass as she ran and almost toppled at one point. Still, she had managed to evade him for a while longer. It had felt like a life-time, she had no idea if it had been 5 seconds or 25, but her body was pulsing with a forced exhilaration that came from being pursued by such a sexually charged man.

If he caught her, she had no idea what he'd do with her... And at this point, neither did Kenpachi. He was consumed with hunger, greedily pursuing the woman across the dojo... She pushed her way between some gals watching the fight, while he came behind her a moment later, shoving a gal who'd been in his way to the ground and stalking past her... Eventually, they reached the corner of the Dojo and Kenpachi's evil grin only became more terrifying as she realized she had nowhere left to run! He lifted his sword fully up into the air, arm extended, and gave a hissing little laugh, ready to swing it down... And then they'd both be shocked to hear Yachiru cry, "Time's up!"

Kenpachi faltered for a moment, as if he'd only half-heard her, which prompted the tiny cutie-pie to leap up and jump onto his leg, wrapping her arms and legs around it. "No! Nope!" In response, he looked down at her, then up at Nelliel with a slack jaw, then ruffled Yachiru's hair. His evil smile was gone and he was grinning brightly again. "Not bad! Looks like you've got some skill, newbie!" Then he laughed and slapped little Nelliel hard on the back in congratulations!

She'd see Yachiru looking up at her, a playful expression on the little loli's face, tongue sticking out, as she held up the timer in a way that Nelliel could see it, but not Kenpachi. But she could clearly see it had been only 58 seconds... Seems like Nelliel had just been saved a trip to the hospital, from the man who saw her as an equal. It was kind of exciting, to fight a man who took her seriously and saw no reason to hold back his full strength. That's how Kenpachi was. His harsh training gave you a chance to shine, or you were forced out. Those were the only options available to students in this class.

Nelliel stumbled under the force of the slap, falling down to catch yourself on one knee in time to see Yachiru wink at her. She steadied herself with one hand, looking up at Kenpachi and quickly back at the timer.

'Two more seconds and I was gone' she thought, trying not to look as guilty as she felt. With Yachiru's help, she had cheated, and with a growing pit in her stomach she began to wonder how good the little girl was at keeping secrets from her 'father'. The little girl adored him, and she seemed motivated by impulse desires. In the right situation, would she betray that Kenpachi had won? That with nowhere to go he'd have brought her not just to her knees, he'd have taken her out cold!

When she stood, she ignored the tingling through her body and the moistness in places she'd rather not think about. Pushing back hair and pulling down her top, she gave a curt bow to Kenpachi out of respect.

"May I please be dismissed?" she asked, unsure of how to proceed but feeling quite certain that walking straight out was a bad idea. Her entire body was a quivering mess.

Rather than responding, he turned that thick neck to take in the rest of the class, eyes scanning the crowd impassively, the perfect figure of a macho man who'd take his lumps with dignity... So he'd just lost at his own game to a girl 1/10th his age, so what? He dared the assembled crowd of beautiful gals to say anything at all... They wisely kept quiet. "Get out of here," he said coldly to the rest of the students, and they couldn't disappear fast enough. Soon, he was alone with Nelliel and Yachiru. Yachiru seemed genuinely concerned, like she hadn't expected this... Like the old guy might do something crazy...

As soon as the last student was out, he rushed forward, grabbing one of her hands in both of his and stooping down, bringing their heads level. "You have to rematch me! Right now! Please please, please! A minute wasn't nearly long enough, I... I couldn't get into it at all! It was so fun! Please rematch me, right now! I can't waaaiiiiit! I can't wait till next class!" Yachiru's jaw dropped, her wide eyes darting from the man mountain to his newest student, with little "Eh? Eh?" noises... Then she punched him in the leg.

"Dummy! Show some dignity!" He responded by turning to face her, tears beginning to well up at the corner of his eyes, and said, "She did it, though! She lasted the whole minute! We have to fight again!" Yachiru pouted and swept her foot on the dojo floor embarrassedly, hiding her timer. "Well, uh... Actually..."

A few moments later, she'd explained and he was, quite understandably, pretty pissed! "Why'd you do that? We were dueling! It was fair!"

"You were going to clobber her!" she said, stamping her tiny foot, and he shrugged. "So what! She has to learn the ropes sooner or later..."

Yachiru glanced in Nelliel's direction, then grinned a little slyly as an idea came to the tiny cutie. "Well, let's do it again, then... But this time, we'll make it a wrestling match, mmhm~ Ken and the rookie, no swords! That way, if you beat her, she won't get hurt!" He looked bothered by the idea, clutching onto his sword tightly, but with some coercing she finally was able to free it from his fingers... He was pouting, but it looked like he might get his rematch. "You have to fight me now, right?" he asked, looking like he might be ready to beg again. Somehow he had no control when it came to stuff like fighting~

Nelliel felt every muscle in her body scream no, and her head started shaking in disagreement before she knew it.

"No...I can't" she took a few steps back towards the door, still shaking her head. The adrenaline that had just begun running through her body was electric, and though she suddenly felt like she could fight or run if she had to, she desperately wanted to avoid having that man near her again.

"Why not a rematch tomorrow? In front of the other students?" she suggested meekly, the room being empty except for Kenpachi and Yachiru meant no one was here to even witness anything without their spin on it.

"I'm sorry Yachiru hit the timer early, I didn't mean to scare her into thinking I was going to be hurt, I'm sure I could have moved in time...." she paused, looking at the sweet little loli. She had the kindness intentions at heart, and for the Nel's heart welled for her. If it weren't for the threatening presence of Kenpachi, she might have scooped the girl into a hug and found some way to spend time entertaining her for the kindness she'd shown.

Yachiru seemed to have taken full command of the situation now... If Nelliel stopped and thought about it, she might have considered that she'd arranged the entire thing just to have it turn out like this! And now they were trying to rope her into a wrestling match! She tugged gently on Nelliel's hand, looking up at her. "Ne ne... Do you really want to rematch tomorrow, in front of everyone? With swords? I know how that would turn out! Why not get it out of the way right here, where nobody can see, riiight~? You'll be outta here in five minutes flat, Nelly!" she chirped, smiling, as if everything had already been decided.

Then she walked back across the room to Kenpachi, standing on tippy-toe to untie the sash holding his kimono closed... This was something Nelliel shouldn't see. It had to be, for sure! He was licking his lips as the kimono fell open, showing what he had on beneath... And his body. Oh gawd, his body... It was the sort of thing teenage girls would peek out at from between the gaps in their fingers when they covered their faces. He had a middle-aged man's body, with a broad chest, thick neck and a washboard chest, with two hard pecs above it. A girl could really lavish a chest like that, running her tongue into the dents and hard angles of that muscle... And below that...

No wonder Matsumoto liked to give up so easily. That was really all you could say about him down there. He was wearing a super pair of boxer shorts, black of course, that clung to his skin exquisitely tightly, outlining the shape of... no way... It was like seeing a leviathan moving under the ocean. It stirred as he felt her eyes on it, responding naturally to a healthy woman of c***d-bearing age by getting longer and fatter and jumpier... Kenpachi's cock looked like Yachiru could've comfortably hung off like a balance beam when it was fully erect, and the lewd, masculine motions it was making looking at her were a sign that it was all very real. This was already feeling less like a wrestling match and more like a stallion inspecting the new filly...

Yachiru tugged Nelliel to one side, leading her into an adjoining room, where she quickly had some tiny, tiny clothes thrown at her. "Get changed~ You can't wrestle in your kimono, Nelly! No, don't be silly, hurry up! Unless you want to get humiliated in front of everyone again tomorrow~?" she teased, curling a finger in her hair as she giggled impishly. These two played pretty hardball!

Nelliel was far more agreeable when dealing with Yachiru, offering little resistance as the little girl tugged her into the adjoining room. She caught the clothes and held them up, utterly mortified at how small and thin the black bikini seemed. Showing concern, she looked up at Yachiru, who simply looked back with an unyielding stubbornness.

'She'll tear this off me if I don't change voluntarily, and if she doesn't succeed I'm sure...' her thoughts drifted to the b**st Kenpachi outside, a vivid image of his perfectly-toned body and fertility-charged muscles sending a shiver down her spine. Nel opened her eyes and looked at Yachiru, patient yet clearly not backing down on this idea. Nelliel was getting changed.

"Just give me a moment" she asked, turning her back to the girl and slipping the kimono off slowly. Her hips were wide and round, showing off a tiny waist that begged to be stretched out by buckets of cum and the ensuing offspring. She pulled the black bikini up and felt the black PVC press up between the lips of her naked pussy, squeezing out a drop of wetness that gave away just how fertile this young little filly was. It was a small struggle to get the tight little top over her engorged bouncing breasts, the bottom of it sitting up and showing the bottom curve of her breasts and threatening to spring up and leave her perky nipples exposed for milking and sucking. She was every part the vulnerable little tart begging to be mounted, she just didn't know it yet. Still, she touched at her exposed skin and her barely covered breasts, sighing before dropping her hands to her side and walking to Yachiru. She was going to try, just once more, to get out of this. If it didn't work, she just had to make sure there was a way she could get through this without needing to be near that man and the temptation and thrill of his cock.

"Yachiru, let's go" she called, holding her hand out to the little girl. She was still quite fond of her. She wondered what she thought of the outfit she was wearing.

Yachiru was just standing there in front of her, grinning like a pervert as she saw Nelliel's luscious, soft, breeding body wriggling into her tiny, slutty clothes... Every fertile curve, from nourishing breasts to hips adapted all too well for rearing potentially dozens of young, was lewdly put on display... She looked every bit as much the a****l as Kenpachi did now... A vivid flash would cross her mind of the man doing what was only natural, sliding on top of her and feeding his long, strong cock into her tight snatch...

And she'd be thinking about her body's response, how it was only natural that a pussy would tighten around a fat cock and milk it... The worst part was that the bigger, more virile cocks were more likely to have her body respond and drink his semen where she wanted to or not, and, well, with a man like Kenpachi, it just seemed so natural... What wasn't normal about getting bred by such a strong man and having her ass and rear expand as her belly grew enormous with the weight of his c***dren~? She was a prime specimen to be added to his stable of "Bareback-Exclusive Gals" and she must know it on some basic level.

Yachiru saw Nelliel's response and loved it. She loved feeding on them once their titties got big and round... Even the ones who protested, she would sneak into their beds after they'd fallen asleep and suck on their milk for hours... And Nelliel's tits looked like they'd keep her belly stuffed to the brim with delicious mother's milk... She'd been homesick since coming to Soul Society, so why not just make a whole lot of new brothers and sisters to play with?

She was sad she wouldn't get to see the moment of penetration up close... The little pervert gal had even sometimes gripped her daddy's dick two-handed and pushed it into the girls, giggling at how their slack pussies got tight and squeezy so fast, till daddy shot his load really deep in them... Of course she had to use two hands... There was no way she'd ever be able to hold that cervix-penetrator with just one!

"Eehee, well, I got to go, actually! But you and Kenny can do the lesson on your own, right~?" She spoke to Nelliel's tits, unable to take her eyes off of them. She was almost drooling.

"Daddy's going to make you soooooo fat and pregnant," she thought to herself, licking her pink, moist lips. She snapped at the air, imagining the way her mouth would close around Nelliel's fat, blackened nipple and suck the milk right out of her... "I'm going to get the milk straight from the cow udder!"

"You...you're leaving?" Nel almost choked, unable to move as Yachiru ate her body with her deviant little eyes before disappearing in a flash-step. She gave one final tug to the barely-there top before stepping out before Kenpachi. She tried not to imagine that tongue running across his lips, or the way his eyes would try to find all the most tender, grabbable parts of her tantalizing body.

She was ripe for the taking, as any young girl that age would be before such a virile man, and though her mind may have been slower to catch up to such things her body spasmed and craved the buckets of cum that man could produce, and the ludicrous amounts of c***dren he could make her womb beg to take.

Rather than keep her distance, Nelliel took a deep breath in and began to walk slowly toward Kenpachi, her hands in nervous fists by her side. She came close enough that he could have grabbed her if he wanted.

"I don't want to do this," she said plainly, looking up at him "But if I have to, what are the rules? I can't pin you, so I want a time limit." she tried not to sound terrified, or look down at that surging monster beneath his trunks. Neither was proving to be easy.

"Buckets" didn't begin to describe the loads Kenpachi was capable of putting out... The typical male ejaculation weighed in at 2-5 milliliters, a respectable volume, certainly, but paling in comparison to the 300 mL he put out at a time... Fully a third of a litre was normal for the guy, and it could get much, much larger if he'd gone without being tended to for a while...

Kenpachi was feeling a terrible hunger for breeding-sex as he looked at cute Nelliel and her bomb-ass tittays, flexing those enormous biceps of his in anticipation of their fight. "I liked that you didn't surrender earlier, Nelliel. I liked that a lot! Got me really fired up and ready to fight you more! You've got a lot of spunk! So we're going to follow the rules of my training group for this one... Rangiku might seem like she isn't learning anything, but she's one of the best fighters in Soul Society when she gets serious. I trained her! You want to get strong enough to defeat me, right?

Since it's just you and me... Let's use my club's rules," he said, taking a few steps towards her. The effect was awesome on the space between them. Hard, densely-packed abs hit her enormous, swollen breasts head on, lifting them up her chest and causing them to pancake like a slow-motion airbag impact. Valleys of breast-flesh oooozed over the man's chest, reaching almost all the way to his armpits as he stood so close to her, eyes burning down at her.

"Imagine training where you're actually betting something against me... You learn much faster and, here, if you don't learn fast, you get crushed. I'll crush you, heheh, but in a way you can recover from... Other men here will **** you. Or kill you. If you lose, you'll get a little bit of the first, but nothing you can't recover from."

"We'll fight for two minutes. If I pin you in that time, I get to do anything I want to your body. That's the deal I extended to all the other girls, and they are powerful." That much was true. Rangiku and Yachiru were some of the strongest girls in the school, even on par with weaker Captains! He was offering her a really good deal, she could easily see that.

She felt her tight little cunt spasm as he spoke, holding her eyes on his for every little word. Her wet lips parted in small moans as her nipples ground against the hardness of him, and his words touched places she wasn't ready to surrender to him. For god's sake he may have been a baby wenches dream, but she had known him a matter of weeks and he was still double her age.

Without thinking she put her hands up to try and push him back, her tiny hands pressing just above his pelvis due to the height difference. Her nails grazed over his skin, resting for a second before jerking away sharply, her lithe frame propelling backwards at the same time.

"Two minutes then, Zaraki Kenpachi" she called from the other end of the room, pulling a cocky little slut pose that defied her inner turmoil.

"But if I manage to evade you for that time, you stop pulling me into fights" she made the demand to him, though had little confidence in whether or not he'd agree to it. Still, no harm in trying.

She dug her heels firmly into the mat, wiggling her tight curvaceous ass as she found her footing, the black bikini bottom snaking its way between her ass and rubbing teasingly against the lips of her aching pussy. Her eyes ran over him once more, coming to rest painfully on that cock.

'Gods, he said he'd do whatever he wanted but that I would recover...'

She felt her panties become significantly more moist, and blushed at the thought.

'How could anyone ever recover from a cock that size when the force behind it is a man like that?'

"Then let's begin!" growled the eye patch-wearing b**st of a man, hunkering down low and raising his hands in a wrestling stance... It was like a lion tangling with a mouse now... Her cute little body was no match for that herculean physique... Huge muscles coiled sinisterly. She'd just locked herself in a dojo with an admitted r****t for two minutes and the situation was one they'd mutually agreed on! When he charged her, he hit with all the power of a man in his physical prime, driving into her with terrifying force that sent Nelliel sk**ding back a few feet before she was able to dig her heels in... The two were locked hand in hand, feet planted, testing each other's strength...

Before her, Kenpachi's great, broad chest and wide shoulders were heaving, sweat beginning to form on his upper body, rolling down his chiseled frame. As he held her wrists, he forced himself forward, hoping to drive the girl down to her knees and end the fight in the first few seconds.

If she looked lower, she'd see his boxer shorts were straining with his weight and size, that stallion's penis twitching ferociously... It was stiff for her. It wanted to cool off inside of her warm body. If she didn't think fast, he'd be sliding in and out of her pussy in moments, breaking the girl's body in with her first man~

She felt the primal strength of him against her wrists, the bones feeling like they could crumble to dust in his hands if he willed it. Trying to remain upright and standing as he bore his weight into her made her spine want to rip in two and send her doubled over backwards, but she pressed back into him, sweat pouring down her arms and chest, soaking her thighs and making them appear moist and tantalizing to a parched, hungry mouth or a body aching to slide itself along and inside another. Her eyes had grown wide on his cock, its shocking size the only thing that making it visible to her as her buxom chest shook up and down, her nipples like a little moving target waiting to be pinched.

When they stopped sliding she knew she only had a few seconds. She looked left, then right quickly, but knowing full well how broad he was made both seem risky. That and they were the most obvious options.

"Now or never' she thought, making her decision and concentrating all the energy the sight of his cock and raised in her into jumping upwards. Whether he anticipated it or was ready to counter it, she didn't know, but she poised herself to go up and over him and, hopefully, land on the other side. It wouldn't give her much, but she needed out of this corner before he drove her into the wall or down onto the ground. She let out a groan of exertion as she threw herself into trying to get past him, and never once looking down. If he was going to beat her now, she didn't want to see.

As they stood there, locked in position, he dangled his head, leering at her body, then looking up at her face. "How is it? Doesn't this sort of thing make your blood boil? You'll learn everything you ever need to know about yourself when you're gambling with your life!" A moment later, she broke free, beginning her gambit. Nelliel's superhuman athleticism allowed the trainee to leap high into the air... Even further than this man could reach, her feet nimbly slipping between his hands as he reached out for her...

And then she began the long, slow process of descending. Watching him turn was agonizing, his movements so much faster than her own, that huge body not slowing him down one bit. Every inch of muscle was perfectly under his control and he moved it like a predator. "Ha! Not so fast!" He leapt towards her, arms outstretched, and seized her around her waist, the narrow spot right between bust and booty, dragging her down. Her feet touched the wooden floor, braced to leap again, but then he dragged her down like an anchor.

A moment later, she was almost entirely hidden under the man's huge frame as he mounted her. She was face-down on her hands and knees, the bulk of his body trapping her in place, his head dangling just beside hers, his lips curled in a wicked smile. "You're different... You fight harder than anyone I've ever seen to not get caught. Whatever it is driving you, it's powerful..." He opened his mouth and that huge, red tongue of his slipped out and dragged across her cheek, tasting the maiden's body, groaning in the back of his throat as he shuddered in delight. That impossibly rigid dick was resting between her butt cheeks, so stiff it stung her butt, even through her clothes.

"Is it pride?" he asked, gripping one big, soft tit in his hand and squeezing it possessively. She'd been caught. "Are you proud, Nelliel?" His cock oozed sperm onto her ass, enough to make it drip down the crack of her butt and spatter on the floor. He made seemingly endless amounts of the stuff!

"Let's see how prideful you are after I've seen every inch of this lewd, baby-making body, Nelliel..." he snarled in her ear, drooling openly. This pervert... He was going to have his way with her, and nobody was going to save her~

She'd felt the sickening warmth of his large hands engulfing her waist, and falling to the ground with him on top of her, controlling the force at which she fell had left her winded for several seconds. He hadn't tried to soften it, and now she could feel the tender skin at the top of her ass begin to rub raw and tear and his cock bullied its way between her cheeks. Ignorant of the sensations he might experience, and paying no attention at all to how wet her own pussy was becoming, Nelliel threw herself back as hard as she could, bucking against him in an attempt to throw him off; an attempt she knew was most likely pointless, her hands already digging into the soft flooring of the dojo just in front of her.

"It has nothing to do with pride!" she hissed through gritted teeth that still betrayed a 'come-fuck-me' moan as that first bit of sperm oozed out onto her ass.

"You're a monster! You're terrifying! Why can't you do this to Rangiku?! YACHIRU!" she felt her nipples become tender and stand to attention as they grazed back and forth on the ground beneath her pinned body. Her attempts to struggle were becoming less energetic, though she hadn't stopped entirely yet. Maybe the little girl would come help her? She was the only one who seemed capable of controlling this man. But then Nelliel thought about the hungry look in the little girls eyes as she's leered in at her tits, smacking her lips and running that excited little tongue across her teeth like she wanted to devour her just as much as Kenpachi did.

Seeing the girl still had plenty of life in her, Kenpachi's eyes lit up... Even now, many of the girls in his class would have simply crumpled, submitting to his will and letting the Captain do anything he wanted to them... He LOVED her attitude. His fiery prick was jumping up and down, drooling more and more sperm onto her ass with eagerness to get inside her... A female that struggled and fought the male the most was the one that would escape weaker males, ensuring she was only bred by the absolutely most powerful... Kenpachi didn't feel love for the writhing, squirmy gal underneath him, but he felt a strong kinship and attraction... He would make her strong. He would make her a great warrior.

He raised himself up onto his knees and stuck one fist in the air, where it began to glow with a yellow energy, a skull shimmering in the air around his hand... Then he brought it down in a devastating hammer blow on the girl's back, in a blow that would have killed a mortal, but drew a cry of absolute pain from the girl's throat and sapped the rest of her strength. The floor around them indented in a ten-foot circle, the wood splintering and cracking from the impact of her body. He grinned, then reached down, grabbing a fistful of Nelliel's hair and yanking her up into his lap, splaying the girl out in front of him as he rested on his haunches.

Hands immediately dove for her chest, pushing under her bikini top and squeezing handfuls of tit, before he yanked his fists outwards, exploding the garment off of her and letting her milkers flop out, immediately snatched up by the brute's big hands as he absolutely had his way with poor little Nelliel. Whether or not he knew his way around a woman's body, the savagery of his assault and the dominance of his grip would've been enough to make any gal cream her panties... But his attack was merciless in drawing pleasure from her sensitive tits at the same time~

Then, the moment they'd both anticipated, one big hand lowered and gripped her bikini bottom, turning the fabric to tatters a moment later. "Better the devil you know... If you can't withstand this training, I have no interest in you. If you won't stop at nothing to get stronger, then you're worthless. Fight me till you can't fight any more, Nelliel!"

Between her legs, she saw it for the first time... f******n inches. That was so big. It might be the largest ever on a man. And it was trapped between her thick thighs, just below her pussy, sticking out weeeeellllll in front of her. Good God, the angle looked so lewd with him behind her and it sticking between her legs, almost making the girl looked like she had a cock of her own, but his skin was much, much darker and the cock looked like a brutal weapon in comparison to her delicate, soft skin. As she watched, the man grunted and it released a three-foot long spurt of semen that splashed along the dojo floor, the cock firing like a shotgun as it splattered such a huge area.

"Get ready..." he hissed in her ear, turning her head. He kissed her firmly, their lips meeting and pleasure shooting through Kenpachi's body as he kissed the virgin girl, remembering how good it felt to push his tongue into a pretty, fertile girl's mouth as she was penetrated by his cock... As they kissed, he angled his hips and the tip pointed right at her unprotected womb. His fat cock was drooling semen copiously... And he began to push it into her~

From the first moment of their meeting, Nelliel had been convinced that Kenpachi was a violent and uncontrollable man. After her first day in his class, it had been confirmed, and shortly thereafter she had established a firm belief that this man would stop at nothing when it came to fighting, even for a lesson. There seemed to be a virility in him that refused to stop short of going all the way, with any task, and that was where she had gone wrong in trying to understand him. She had assumed that the task at hand was some kind of attempted sexual hazing; a twisted view on a woman's self-defense by a man who seemed to be the primary predator. When the blow connected and sent her sprawling, she knew she had been wrong. She had never assumed he would hit her when he had her in such a position, to get her to further submit. As she lay there, winded and gasping, her mind hadn't contemplated what would come next. It hadn't prepared itself for the onslaught those rough, commanding hands would lay on her body, and she could barely control the way her tender little body writhed and slithered beneath his grip.

"Unngh...Kenpachi-sama" she moaned, arching her back against the kneading of his hands, feeling her pussy drip with fertile juices as he told her to fight him, and what he was prepared to do if she didn't.

And then she saw his cock.

That lurking b**st beneath the sea of his shorts had finally risen to press between her thighs, the thick jet of cum shooting further than anything she could have imagined, and making her pussy twitch and spasm as she imagined taking a load like that right into her hungry womb. No wonder he lost interest in those who couldn't prove they had some strength in him, it would take a great deal of strength just to contain the force behind one of his full ejaculations, and even more to make sure every last drop remained where he had put it; Kenpachi would not have been pleased to see a drop wasted from one of his little broodmares. Nelliel groaned at her own thoughts, her nipples and clit puckering. It was harder and harder to hide how much this man's expert grasp of her body, along with the sight and thought of his cock, was turning her on. Yet half of her fragile virgin mind still told her to run.

She met his kiss, allowing her tongue to be pushed around by his before lurching forwards and taking his bottom lip between her teeth, pressing down hard. Putting all the strength she could into one motion, she swung her elbow back, feeling her own massive milky tits bouncing under her as she did. She tried to ignore the wetness she felt from them, horrified to think that the small stimulation Kenpachi had applied to them earlier could have caused her body to so eagerly show signs that it was ready to breed and take his c***dren.

"Why are you doing this?" she managed between grunts, sending another elbow back. She knew none of her single strikes would throw the man from her. The best she could hope is that if she kept hitting his chest he'd ease off, get that b**st from between her legs and make her pussy stop dripping for him while the rest of her screamed to get away. Though between every strike, wriggle and attempted protest there were countless little moans and quivers and ways her virgin body begged his rock hard cock and seed to penetrate her cervix and make use of her plump fuck-me-full-of-babies body.

"Keh! You sure do like to struggle, don't you?" he grinned, breaking the kiss momentarily to taunt her, before greedily renewing it... Feeling her teeth on his lip, uuuugh... None of the girls in his stable were that rough, at least, they weren't now that they'd gone full preggo-brain, becoming doe eyed cows after being repeatedly bred~ Nel was so feisty in comparison! The struggles of her lewd, curvaceous body just made his dick twitch like crazy, spasming between her thighs!

"I don't know why!" he laughed, grabbing one swollen, heavy tit. "Look at these... These no way a girl could have tits this big without having a single brat! You expect me to believe you haven't already pumped out a few cute babies?" His finger pressed one of her nipples deep inside her tit, fully inverting it, then his eyes shone brightly with lust when it perkily sprang back out, swinging from side to side shamelessly. Ugh! What a fuck-me-and-cum-inside body!

"Let me suck on your tits!" he said smiling, pushing it towards his greedy mouth. "Milk comes out of them, right?" He attacked her breast with his mouth, sucking hard at it, trying to gulp the milk that she just wasn't producing, and clearly getting irritated when nothing came out. He gripped a fistful of Nel's hair and pulled her head back angrily. "When they start to make milk, you tell me, alright? I want to be the first to drink from them!" Kenpachi sure could be a big meanie!

Of course, all this led to the cutie breeder-chan's elbow slamming into his chest, winding the buff old thug and making him gape for a second... Then he just grinned even wider... This guy looked crazy whenever she resisted, like he was feeding off of her... He loved it! The repeated blows forced the old thug onto his back, dragging her down with him. She was free for now and they wrestled on the mat for a long moment, both combatant's powerful muscles aching with exertion, bodies pouring with sweat. It looked just divine, seeing their shameless, naked struggle for any sort of advantage over their opponent.

Then, finally, he had her... He was on his knees, thick thighs spread wide and clutching a hand tightly around Nel's throat, gripping her shoulder with his other hand. She had driven the man to heavy breathing, his broad chest rising and falling with the task of catching her, but the strength in his wrists was as strong as she could ever remember as he crushed the life out of her throat. He dragged her forwards, till that massive cock was pressing on her juicy tits, then sandwiched between them, oozing shot after shot of sperm onto her chest. "Gah... You're amazing..." he panted. "Fighting with such a big-breasted HS gal at my age... Incredible..." He licked his lips slowly, looking down at her. He only had seconds left of their challenge. "You did really well..." That long, thick cock felt like it was burning her tits... He was harder than ever, looking on the verge of cumming~ "I want to cum inside... Nnngh..."

His aching cock throbbed shamelessly, hosing her chest down with more semen. The man could clearly produce as much as he wanted. "This perverted old man wants to cum inside you every day until you have ojisan's k**..." He looked down at the cutie, seeing the choking had reduced her remaining strength massively, till she could barely move... "Heheheh..." he cooed, throwing her on her back. Had he finally given up? The two minutes was over, so he must be letting her go, right?

... Seeing him land on top of her, prick at the entrance to her pussy, powerfully muscled chest pancaking her titties near-flat, made chills run down her spine. Sperm splattered on her pussy as his dick spasmed, but none went inside, thank God! Had she blacked out momentarily? He leaned into her, grazing the tip of her pussy with cock. He could just push it in... She accepted the first two inches of his swollen, unprotected mushroom head, stretching gently to accommodate "ojisan's" cock, and he began to rock his hips... He was using her body like it was nothing, pushing deeper and deeper, abusing the fact she'd been momentarily knocked out. "It doesn't count if you can't tap out... And I need to cum REAL bad, keheheh..." But she came to just then, as he began to slide back and forth, and it was to the sound of him mumbling, "Get pregnant, get pregnant, get pregnant..." almost like a prayer mantra... Maybe he didn't even realize he was doing it!

This guy was unbelievable~ And then the sensation of what he was doing hit her... Kenpachi's cock was two or three inches inside her, getting deeper in her moist, dripping pussy... They were becoming joined at the hips and this old pig... He was r****g her! And even when semi-conscious, her naughty pussy still conspired against her, quivering in delight and milking his stonking fat cock~

Nelliel squealed and writhed under the assault of his hands and mouth across her aching breasts. Her nipples were now tender, pink and pert where he'd sucked them deep into his mouth in search of something her body suddenly craved to give him. Every inch was betraying her, his words horrifying one part of her while another seemed to drink it in and revel in it, her pussy continuing to drip and beg for his cock without her consent.

The thick, warm jets of cum spraying her body felt bittersweet landing across her body like some kind of primal marking that she was his.

"Unngh...stop!" she hissed, trying to lift her head against the increasing pressure of his hand. He began to bear down on her, his cock sliding rhythmically between her tits, her voluptuous hooters massaging the length of him appreciatively. She couldn't deny how erotic it was just watching him produce load after load of cum at will, her eyes rolling back into her head as she blacked out to the image of his cum filling her pussy to the brim.

It took her a few seconds to realize she'd regained consciously, feeling the bulbous and leaking head of him rubbing a tender few inches inside her pussy. She felt stretched and bloated just taking that small part of his enormous, virile cock. Her eyes began to focus on him as she registered his little mantra, and involuntarily she arched her back and groaned, a shock running through her spine and spreading through her hips with an intense heat.

"You can't...no...ooooh" her body wriggled beneath his, but her resistance was becoming dull and lifeless. Instead, her movements seemed to compliment his own, feeling another inch slide inside her as her hips rolled up under him.

"Uugh...Kenpachi-san" she made a meek attempt to pull away, moaning as her tight wet pussy slid back up his shaft. Even though she'd taken a mere few inches, she could feel every ridge and vein in that magnificent cock as she tried to get off it.

"Mmnnnnn god damnit!"

Whether it's a player or an old, ugly man, men just can't escape the lust brought about by the two little balls hanging between their legs. Geniuses, men of character and even the rich and famous, all have their lives destroyed by their own hormones. They're even the source of all sex crimes, and they're just so cute! It was those heavy, swollen balls of Kenpachi's that Nelliel could feel right now, every thrust making them pound on the meat of her soft, fleshy ass, the sperm inside crying to get out!

"Let me cum! Let us out of these balls! At the very least, we want to spill inside this woman!" they seemed to say~

His heart was racing so fat and his dick was so stiff, like it was begging her body to "let it go." Other girl's pussies had fully developed Kenpachi's body to the state it was in now, one that perfectly reacted to her in such a fabulous way. This horny bastard was plunging it in as deep as he could go, reaching deep inside to her pure, untouched womb and grinding on it, violati