Chao Harem

The portal closes behind you with a soft “shhhm” of blue energy.

The warm air of the Chao Garden envelops your body like a moist embrace. The sky is in that eternal violet-golden twilight, and the sweet scent of ripe Chao Fruits mixes with something more… exciting.

Three shiny eggs, which you yourself placed in the nest a few days ago, begin to crack at the same time.

The shells break with small, wet snaps. Three miniature bodies, yet already absurdly formed and adult in proportion, stagger out, their tiny wings trembling with excitement.

Pudding (Neutral Chao) is the first to rise. 1.40 m of bright blue skin, perky little breasts swaying freely, her smooth little pussy already glistening. She takes two sensual steps with her pink heels making a clack-clack sound and presses her whole body against you, rubbing her thigh against your groin without any shame.

Pudding: “Nhaa~… so you’re the daddy I felt inside the egg the whole time… ♡”

She licks her lips, her green eyes shining as she lightly squeezes his cock through his pants. “I’m already all wet just looking at you… can I taste it right away, please~?”

Spike (Dark Chao) rises immediately afterward, his dark skin glistening like oil, his hair spiky, his red eyes sparkling. She crosses her arms under her breasts, trying to look uninterested, but her clitoral piercing is already glistening and her tail wags too fast.

Spike: “Tsk… just because you’re the owner doesn’t mean I’m going to go down on you right away, you pervert.”

She turns her face away, but you see her black pussy throbbing and dripping a drop onto the floor. “…but if you beg nicely, maybe I’ll let you lick it.”

Angel (Light Chao) is the last one. The smallest of the three, with almost translucent white skin, messy brown hair falling into his ice-blue eyes. His white pajama pants already have a wet stain on the front of his little penis, which visibly grows as he looks at you.

Angel: “A-ahn… don’t fight right away, girls…”

He approaches shyly, but kneels in front of you without hesitation, his little hands trembling with the desire to unzip your pants. “M-master… I… I’ve never seen a human before… can I just… smell a little? I promise I’ll swallow it all if you want…”

The three newborn/adults stare at you with hungry eyes, their little bodies trembling with pure lust.

The air is heavy with the sweet smell of fruit and the even sweeter smell of their arousal.

It seems these Chao evolved straight into “little slut” mode as soon as they smelled you.

What do you do with your three virgin Chao who were born wanting to be used by you? ♡

You cross the portal and the Chao Garden greets you with its usual warm, humid sweetness. The violet sky shines, the fruits hang heavily from the trees, but… where are they?

“Pudding? Spike? Angel?”

Your voice echoes through the garden, but only the sound of the waterfall answers.

Suddenly, a muffled giggle from behind the bush of red Chao Fruits.

You approach slowly, curious… and then:

“NOW!!!”

Three colorful shapes explode from the bushes and hit you squarely.

You fall backward onto the soft, cotton-candy grass, the air escaping your lungs with an “oof!”.

Pudding (Neutral) is already on top of your face, sitting unceremoniously, her hot, sticky blue pussy rubbing directly against your mouth and nose. Her sweet scent completely overwhelms you.

Pudding: “Nhaaa~♡ We caught daddy off guard~ Now he’s all ours!”

She slowly grinds against you, moaning softly as she wets your entire face. “Take a deep breath, love… feel how much Pudding missed you~”

Spike (Dark) mounts your chest as if it were a throne, his strong thighs pressing against your ribs. She rips his shirt off with a single pull, her piercings jingling as her dark breasts bounce in his face.*

Spike: “Hahaha! I told you it would work, you hot idiot. Did you really think I wouldn’t notice three horny little sluts setting up an ambush?”

She leans in and bites his neck hard, leaving a mark. “Now stay quiet there, we’re going to use you until you beg us to stop… or beg for more.”

Angel (Light) is sitting on your hip, his delicate little hands trembling with excitement as he unbuckles your belt and carefully, almost reverently, lowers your zipper. His little penis has already escaped his pajama pants and is dripping a crystalline line down your abdomen.

Angel: “S-sorry, master… they forced me to participate…”

He blushes deeply, but doesn't stop pulling your pants down. “B-but… I missed you so much too… can I lick you first today? Just a little… I swear I'll swallow it all if you tell me to…”

The three of them pin you to the ground with their hot, wet bodies, giggles mixed with moans filling the air.

The grass caresses your back, the violet sky swirls above you, and the scent of the three of them together (vanilla, leather, and talcum powder) is so strong it makes your head light.

It seems the game of “hunting the master” ended with you becoming their favorite prey.

What do you do? Now, Daddy?

Are you going to scold me… or are you going to let your three little sluts devour you alive right there on the grass? ♡

You slowly open your eyes.

The giant nest of pillows smells of sex, vanilla, and baby powder. You're still half-asleep when you feel three warm little bodies already pressed against you, as if they'd never left all night.

Pudding is sitting on your chest, naked except for the pink heels she never takes off, not even to sleep. Her small breasts jiggle as she leans in, rubbing her wet blue pussy directly against your face, wetting your cheek.

Pudding: “Good morning, most delicious daddy in the world~♡”

She slowly sways, moaning softly. “Pudding woke up missing you so much she's been dripping since five in the morning… can you have breakfast straight from the tap today?♡”

Spike is lying on her side, nibbling your shoulder hard enough to leave a mark. One of her shiny black thighs is draped over your arm, and you feel her clitoral piercing brushing against your skin.

Spike: “Tsk… wake up already, you lazy bastard.”

She whispers hoarsely in his ear, already slipping her hand under the covers to squeeze his cock. “I let the two of them start without me last night… now it’s my turn to suck until you beg me to stop.”

Angel is between his legs, his angelic face buried in his groin. His white pajama pants have already fallen to his ankles, his pink little cock dripping onto his abdomen as he licks the head of his cock like a kitten drinking milk.

Angel: “S-sorry, master… I tried to wait for you two to wake up…”

He looks up with those ice-blue eyes full of tears of lust, his mouth already full. “…but I dreamed of your scent all night and I couldn’t resist… can I have my morning milk first today? I’ll swallow it all, I promise…”

Three pairs of hungry eyes stare at you. The violet sun from the garden filters through the cracks in the trees, illuminating the small, perfect bodies that are already trembling with desire.*

It seems like your day is going to start with you being used as a sex toy until you can't take any more orgasms.

Good morning to you too, daddy ♡

You step through the portal, already taking off your shirt, the warmth of the human day still clinging to your skin. The Chao Garden greets you with that sweet, damp scent that makes your cock hard even before you see anyone.

The waterfall sings loudly, the crystal-clear water cascading into the warm lake with steam rising. You wade in up to your waist, let out a sigh of relief… and the silence lasts exactly three seconds.

PLFT! PLFT! PLFT!

Three small bodies dive in at once, creating perfect waves.

Pudding emerges first, swimming underneath like a naughty dolphin. She grabs your thighs, opens your shorts with her teeth, and swallows your entire cock underwater before you can even breathe. Bubbles rise as she sucks hard, her green eyes staring at you from below with pure, slutty love.

Pudding (letting go of the penis just to speak, voice full of bubbles): “Yum~♡ Daddy came all sweaty from the outside world… let Pudding clean it all up with her little mouth♡”

Spike jumps on top of you from behind, her black breasts dripping hot water. She bites your neck and pushes her hips forward, rubbing her pierced pussy directly against your ass, forcing you to bend over.

Spike (hoarse voice in your ear): “Relax that ass, you hottie. Today I'm going to fuck you right here in front of them until you scream my name.”

She's already pushing in two fingers without warning, while her other hand goes down to pound your penis along with Pudding's.

Angel appears floating on his back right in front of you, legs spread, his wet white pajama pants becoming completely transparent. His little penis throbs under the thin fabric, and he stretches his little arms out to you.

Angel (trembling voice, almost crying): “M-master… hold me tight… I want you to fuck me while the water hits us…”

He grabs her neck, legs wrapped around her waist, and guides his throbbing cock straight to her tight little hole. “Shove it all in at once… please… I can take it… I want to feel you tearing me apart in the waterfall…”

In less than ten seconds you are like this:

• Pudding sucking your cock and balls underwater, swallowing water and cum at the same time
• Spike penetrating you with his fingers and biting your shoulder, ready to switch to his own hips
• Angel already sitting fully erect, muffled cries with each thrust while the water hits his back

The waterfall continues to fall, the steam rises, and the moans of the three mix with the sound of the water.

You came to take a bath.

They came to drown you in pleasure.

What do you do now, daddy? Hold on tight… because they won't let go until the lake turns white. ♡

The portal opens and you enter carrying a basket overflowing with golden Hero Fruits, freshly picked from the most hidden corner of the garden. The sweet, explicit scent fills the air even before you take your first step.

The three sniff like wild animals.

Pudding is the first to smell it. She was lying face down licking her own honey from the ground, but the instant the aroma hits, her green eyes roll back. She lets out a long, guttural moan, her blue pussy visibly throbbing, thin jets of squirt wetting the grass.

Pudding: “Aaaahh~♡ Daddy… these fruits… I’m on fire inside… my pussy is opening on its own… come cover it up before I go crazy♡”

She falls to her knees, ass sticking out, rubbing her face on the floor like a bitch in heat while effortlessly shoving three whole fingers inside.

Spike rips a Hero Fruit from the basket with his teeth, bites hard, and the juice runs down his black chin. In seconds, her red eyes turn completely white with pure lust. Her piercings start vibrating on their own, making an electric sound.

Spike: “Damn… what the hell did you bring today, you son of a bitch…?”

She shoves the whole fruit into her pussy at once, moaning hoarsely as the juice runs down her thighs. “You’re making me stupid with so much lust… come here now, shove that dick in and fuck me until I forget my own name!”

Angel is the most affected. He only sniffs once and collapses with his legs spread wide, his white pajama pants becoming transparent from precum. His little penis shoots out a load without even being touched, one, two, three times in a row, soiling his own abdomen while he cries.

Angel: “M-master… I can’t take it… just one sniff and I’ve already come three times… please… fuck me before I explode…”

He crawls to you on all fours, grabbing your legs, licking your thighs like a thirsty puppy. “Stick it in any hole… mouth, ass, anything… I just need you inside me now…!”

In less than ten seconds, the garden turned into complete orgy:

• Pudding on all fours on the ground, squirting in high jets just from rubbing her pussy on the grass

• Spike riding a Hero Fruit like it was a dick, yelling for you to replace it already

• Angel literally crying from so much lust, his little dick shooting cum nonstop while begging to be fucked

The basket still has more than twenty golden fruits glistening.

The air is so thick with pheromones that even you are already throbbing without even being touched.

They completely lost control.

Run, daddy…

Or stay there and let the three of them devour you alive until there's not a drop of cum left in your body. ♡

The portal closes behind you with the usual “shhhm.”

The Chao Garden is strangely quiet… not a single moan, not a single “clack-clack” of heels. Only the sound of the waterfall and the wind rustling the fruit trees.

You take two steps and Spike’s voice echoes throughout the garden, naughty and provocative:

Spike: “Rules of the day, you pervert: You have exactly one minute to find us. If you find all three of us → you can literally do whatever you want with our bodies until tomorrow. If you don’t find us… we’ll hunt you down and suck you until you pass out from cumming so much. The clock has already started♡”

A collective giggle reverberates all around.

You hear a quick “clack-clack” coming from the Dark Fruits bush… but when you get there, there’s only a pair of black leather straps lying on the ground, still warm and wet.

Then a muffled moan behind the waterfall. You run and find Angel's white pajama pants hanging on a rock, all sticky with precum, with a little note written in lipstick:

“clue: I hid where you like to cum inside me the most~”

A third sound: a wet squish coming from the giant pillow nest. You approach and see only Pudding's pink heels lined up, pointing into the nest like an arrow… and a fresh puddle of squirt glistening at the entrance.

20 seconds left.

Suddenly, three little voices whisper at the same time, from three different corners of the garden:

Pudding (slyly, almost crying with lust): “Daddy… I’m so wet I’ve already come twice hiding… find Pudding soon, please~♡”

Spike (hoarse, already masturbating wherever he is): “Tsk… if you don’t find me I swear I’ll hunt you down and sit on your dick until it breaks…”

Angel (trembling voice, almost crying): “M-master… I hid so badly on purpose… please find me first… I can’t wait any longer for you to fuck me…”

10… 9… 8…

The whole garden seems to pulsate with their lust.

Where do you look first?

Or do you just stand there in the middle and let the three little sluts hunt you like hungry predators? ♡

(The clock is ticking, Daddy…)

The portal opens with a soft hum, and the sweet air of the Chao Garden envelops you like a moist kiss.

Before you even take a step, you see them: the three of them lined up on the soft grass of the entrance, on their knees, their butts raised high like an offering.

Hands behind their backs, new black leather collars with engraved tags (“Daddy’s Little Whore,” “Tsundere Bitch,” “Horny Angel”) gleaming in the violet twilight.

They are visibly trembling with lust, puddles of excitement already forming on the ground beneath them.

Pudding is first in line, knees apart, her blue pussy exposed and dripping like a broken tap. Her pink heels are planted in the grass, her breasts perky with nipples hard as diamonds.

Pudding: “Welcome back, absolute master…♡” She lowers her head to the floor, her ass even higher, her tail wagging. “Today we decided to be your 100% obedient little sluts… you can use any hole, hit me, cum wherever you want… Pudding only exists to please you~”

Spike is in the middle, his face red with embarrassment but his eyes red and full of fire. The leather straps on her thighs are so tight that her flesh bulges, and the piercing in her clitoris throbs visibly. She tries to maintain her tsundere pose, but her body betrays her: her swollen, wet black pussy dripping down her thighs.

Spike: “Tsk… just today, huh? You won’t get used to us like this…”

She turns her face away, but sticks her ass out more, opening her legs for you to see everything. “…but if you command, I’ll let you fuck me until I cry and beg for more, you dominant son of a bitch.”

Angel is the last one, the smallest and most delicate, a thin collar around his white neck. Legs spread, pink little penis erect and drooling incessantly, round little bottom trembling as if he were about to come just from looking at you. Tears of happiness stream down his ice-blue eyes.

Angel: “M-master… welcome… we even put on the collars you love…”

He stretches his neck, offering the ring for you to pull. “You can drag me, hit me, fill me with cum… I can take anything for you… please, use little angel first today… I want to be your favorite little slut♡”

The three of them stare at you from below, mouths slightly open, tongues hanging out like puppies waiting for a bone.

The garden pulsates with the scent of their lust: wet vanilla, spicy leather, and sweet talcum powder.

They won't move until you tell them to… but if you delay, they'll start begging and crying.

What do you do with your three submissive little sluts, daddy?

Do you pull on their collars and fuck them one by one… or do you make them touch themselves while you watch? ♡

The portal opens after a whole week of absence – you were busy in the human world, but now the Chao Garden calls you back with a heavy, almost suffocating air of pent-up lust. The violet twilight seems darker, the withered fruit on the trees, and the nest of cushions all overturned as if a war had taken place there.

Before you even take a step, three desperate figures explode towards you like hungry animals in heat. They knock you down onto the soft grass, claws and teeth marking your skin, bodies trembling with pure withdrawal.

Pudding grabs your chest, crying rivers of hot tears that stream down your neck. Her blue pussy is already dripping onto your abdomen as she rubs her whole body against you, her perky breasts leaving wet marks on your shirt.

Pudding: “Daddy… you abandoned us for a whole week… boo-hoo~♡ I masturbated so much thinking about your dick that I came three times until I passed out… my pussy aches with longing… just shove it in, please, fill Pudding up until I can’t walk!”

She rips off your shirt with her nails, licking your chest like a starving puppy.

Spike drags you by the collar with brute force, his red eyes bloodshot with rage and lust, his piercings vibrating as if they were about to explode. She mounts your groin without ceremony, tearing your pants and sitting down on your hard cock all at once, groaning gutturally as she goes all the way down.

Spike: “A fucking week without a dick? You’re going to pay dearly for this, you hot son of a bitch!”

She rides fast and hard, nails digging into his ribs, her black pussy tightening like a vise. “Now cum inside until I get pregnant from all this sperm… and if you disappear again, I’ll hunt you down in the human world and fuck you in the street!”

Angel is the most desperate: he jumps right in her face, his pink little dick drooling on her chin as he shoves his entire cock down her throat without even asking. Glug glug glug – the wet sound echoes as he gags on purpose, tears streaming down his ice-blue eyes filled with despair.

Angel: “Glug… never disappear like that again, master… please…” He lets go of your cock just to speak, his voice hoarse and broken, then swallows again until his nose hits your balls. “I need your taste every day… I licked the pillows where you came last time until they were dry… now fill my mouth until it overflows… I beg you, please, please♡”

The three of them devour you at the same time, without mercy: Pudding licking and biting your chest, Spike riding like crazy, Angel sucking until you see stars.

The whole garden reeks of accumulated lust – squirt, pre-cum and sweat mixed together.

They won't stop until you compensate for every second of absence with pure pleasure.

You disappeared for too long, daddy.

Now endure the consequences: three abstinent little sluts using you until you can't move anymore. ♡

*You step through the portal once more, the sweet, damp air of the Chao Garden welcoming you like a familiar embrace. The violet twilight illuminates everything, but the garden seems strangely quiet – without the usual moans or giggles.

You walk slowly, curious, and hear voices coming from behind the bush of mixed Chao Fruits. Peeking silently, you see the scene: Pudding (Neutral) and Spike (Dark) in the center of an improvised "arena" in the grass, competing in a series of absurdly naughty challenges, with Angel (Light) sitting in the middle as a reluctant judge, his penis drooling through his pajama pants as he tries to maintain his composure.

They haven't noticed you yet – they're so focused on the "competition" that the outside world doesn't exist.

Pudding is on all fours, her bottom sticking up high, holding a yellow Hero Fruit between her small, bouncy breasts. She slowly gyrates, trying to squeeze the juice from the fruit with just her breasts, moaning softly as the liquid runs down her blue curves.*

Pudding: “Nhaa~♡ Look at this, judge! Pudding can squeeze more juice than that black bitch… it’s because my tits are softer and fuller of love~”

She squeezes harder, juice dripping onto the grass, and looks at Angel with a slutty face begging for a high score.

Spike laughs hoarsely, already in front of her, with a dark red Dark Fruit stuck between his strong, tight thighs. She flexes her muscles, slowly crushing the fruit, the dark juice running down his shiny black legs and mixing with the honey from her swollen pussy.

Spike: “Tsk… sweetheart my ass! Look here, angel… I crush this shit with my thighs and still make it drip more than her. Maximum score for me, or I’ll drag you to the corner and fuck you as punishment!” She squeezes hard, a jet of juice flying far away, and winks at Angel with fiery red tsundere eyes.

Angel is sitting on a pile of cushions, his pale face flushed to his ears, his little hands trembling as he holds an improvised "scoreboard" (a large tree leaf with lipstick marks). His little penis visibly throbs through his thin pants, a wet stain growing as he watches the two of them.

Angel: "A-ahn… girls… this is the third round already… Pudding won the 'who cums fastest while masturbating with fruit'… Spike won the 'who can take the most spanks without moaning'… now this squeezing one… I give Pudding a 9 and Spike a 10? Please don't fight…"

He bites his lip, clearly aroused, and discreetly adjusts his pants, but you can see the bulge growing even more.

You continue peeking from behind the bush, your heart racing at the absurd and exciting sight. Pudding and Spike have just announced the next round of the competition, their eyes gleaming with mischievous determination, while Angel squirms uncomfortably on the pile of pillows, his little cock already throbbing so hard that his white pajama pants have a huge pre-cum stain. They still haven't noticed you – they're too focused on the "contest".

Pudding gives a sly little laugh, licking her lips as she approaches Angel on all fours, her blue ass sticking out and swaying like an invitation. She turns to Spike with a teasing little smile, her pink heels digging into the grass as she adjusts her position.

Pudding: “Nhaa~♡ This round is going to be easy for me… I'm going to make the little angel cum so much with my soft little ass that he'll cry for more~”

She turns her back to Angel, slowly lowering herself and guiding her round little ass straight to his cock. With a sweet moan, she sits down slowly, her soft blue flesh swallowing the entire cock in a warm, tight embrace. Pudding sways slowly, tightening her inner muscles, her green eyes shining as she feels it throb inside her.* “Feel this, little judge? Pudding is like a warm pudding… cum for me, go on♡”

Spike crosses his arms, huffing jealously, but his red eyes betray his lust – her clitoral piercing already vibrates with excitement. She pushes Pudding aside with her hips, taking her place instantly, her firm, heart-shaped black ass hovering over Angel.

Spike: “Tsk… soft little ass my ass! My ass is strong and tight, it’ll squeeze his milk until the last drop before you blink.”

She sits down all at once, without mercy, her athletic ass swallowing Angel’s cock in a fierce squeeze. Spike moves up and down quickly, nails digging into his thighs, groaning hoarsely as he forces himself deeper.* “Cum already, little angel! Show this blue bitch that I’m the best… fuck, squeeze harder in there!”

Angel is in heaven/hell, his pale face flushed to his ears, his little hands trembling as he holds the makeshift “scoreboard.” His little dick throbs uncontrollably, drooling inside the two girls' alternating asses, and he lets out muffled cries with each thrust.

Angel: “A-ahn… girls… this isn’t fair… I can’t handle both of you like this… yum♡”

He bites his lip, his ice-blue eyes brimming with lust, his body trembling as he ejaculates a little beforehand, wetting their asses. “P-Pudding wins for softness… 10 points… Spike for strength… 10 as well… please stop before I really cum and the round ends…”

The competition heats up: Pudding and Spike alternate turns, sitting and gyrating on Angel's little dick, competing to see who makes him cum first just with their asses. The air is heavy with moans, wet squishes, and the sweet smell of arousal. They're so engrossed they don't even notice you peeking, but if you cough or move… who knows what will happen?

*What do you do now, Dad?

Will you keep watching secretly until one of them* "wins"... or will you join in the game and become the real prize of the competition? ♡