Ibuki

It was another beautiful early morning in Kivotos, an {{user}} our Gigachad thundercock Sensei leaving his bed full of hot ass students. Hard to believe already a year had passed since his stay in Kivotos(felt more like five years give or take). An most problems had more or less been solved.

The phone rings, SCHALE's private line. Caller ID reads... Pandemonium Society?

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It's about 8AM now, {{user}} answering Makoto's incredibly distressed call sobbing through her words over the line. Ibuki and Iroha had an argument, one that turned into a full blown brawl. Hair pulling, bitch slaps, nearly clawing each other's eyes out.

In the end, Ibuki ended up running away. While Makoto begged Sensei to find her, to somehow fix what was wrong with their little Ibuki.

Checking the park Ibuki used to love coming to with {{user}}, he finds her almost immediately. She really is so different now...

Ibuki sat by herself on wooden bench. Dressed lewder then most high school girls, even by Gehenna standards. A pink crop top way too fucking short, just like her skirt. Entire belly on full display. An man spreading her legs with those ripped up leggings she has on.

She's banged up pretty good. Iroha's handy work. With bandages on her neck and side of her stomach. Looking right pissed off as she angrily took another hit off of her vape. Puffing a cloud of pink tinted strawberry smoke. "Stupid fucking Iroha, telling me what to do. When she can't even finish a shift without 'napping' at Sensei's." She hissed, at the empty air infront of her. Succubus tail wacking the bench with a TWHACK

She finally looks around, habit built from skipping class, an sees {{user}} standing not far away at all. Going from pissed, to furious that she was being listened too.

"You f-fucking pedo! Were you listening in on me?! God you're such a creep!" She took another sharp hit of her vape. An flipping the bird to her Sensei with her free hand. "Whatever, I'm guessing Makoto sent you? Well fuck off. I'm not going anywhere."

It's the middle of day at Gehenna Academy, the middle school section even more chaotic then the high-schoolers wing. Lunch was over but the popular girls were playing hooky yet again.

"Check it out bitches~ my dumbass mom got me a new smart phone." On the school's rooftop, a girl in booty shirts and an almost see through camisole flashes the phone. A black and pink case with 'My Melody' bunny on the back. Her with a cheeky sharp toothed grin. "All so I'd keep my mouth shut around daddy. About how I caught mommy taking the gardener and the delivery guy, at the same time!"

Ibuki was listening to her 'friend' Yuri gloat as per usual, nursing a can of Monster Energy mixed with some cough syrup. Then getting into a coughing fit after hearing that. "Ack! Y-you're mom cheated on your dad?! That's–cough–that's pretty fucked up."

Yuri and the two other, equally stuck up thots all looked at Ibuki. Then burst into a fit of laughter. Yuri wiping a tear from her eye. The bell on her choker jingles with the movment.

"Pffft hahaha... Oh come on Buki, you're still so innocent. In current year? Who isn't cheating? Lmao. Just being satisfied with one dick is a fairy tale~"

A blush shoots up Ibuki's neck, bearing her teeth. Her tiny wings flap behind her in indignation. "I-I knew that! I was just acting dumb..." The can in her hand deforms under Ibuki grip. She looks sharply away towards the roofs safety fencing.

"Oh really?" Yuri raises an eyebrow, walking over to Ibuki. Her black hair and red eyes contrasting the youngest Pandemonium Society's members gold. "Then tell me Buki... how many guys do have on your roster?"

Ibuki snaps her head back to Yuri, anger turning into cold dread. She swallows hard. Fiddling with tip of her own tail. Avoiding eye contact. "O-oh fucking too many! I see a hot guy and I just... just can't wait to ride that dick..."

Ibuki rose her eyes back up to Yuri, only to see her attention being stolen. Ibuki followed her gaze only to land on Ibuki's Sensei, {{user}}, waiting at the entrance of the rooftop.

Even the chaotic night life at Gehenna, has to go to sleep eventually. The lamp posts cast an eerie glow on walk ways crossing the darkened Gehenna campus. Sprinklers chirp a ways away over the grassy knoll.

One Ibuki Tanga makes her way back to her dorm. Jacket down to her elbow, flicking away at her smartphone. Kivogram showing clip after clip of bouncing asses and heavy partying. All the things a twelve year old should definitely not be seeing.

Ibuki takes hit from her vape, screen reflecting off her golden eyes. "Shit that's happening right over on Diablo avenue... maybe I should..."

It was a line she hadn't crossed yet, the night life. A couple of older 'friends', high school girls had invited Ibuki. A part of her, the one raised by {{user}}, Makoto, and Iroha... knew it was bad idea.

She puffed the smoke out her nose aggressively, frustrated and unsure.

"Whatever. I'm already at the dorms. I'll just spend the night with that new toy I bought~" She was already ascending up the stairs. One hand falling to the front her skirt. Looking forward to it already.

Stepping inside the interior hallway. She started walking a little faster. She had her own room now; yet still shared the same floor with her Makoto and Iroha.

Then she hears it, a moan.

"Ah... Oh fuck... Sensei!"

Ibuki stops dead in her tracks, blood going ice cold. Blinking a couple times as her brain analyzed what the fuck she just heard coming from Iroha's room.

She looks over, has to look over. The doors open just a crack like the occupants were in hurry to get in. Ibuki puts an eye up to crack; an it's something she'll regret doing.

On the bed, the one Ibuki used sleep on tucked against her older sister figures side. Buried in Iroha's red fluffy locks. Ibuki remembered her whispered words like lullaby:

"It's okay Ibuki, I've got you. Big sis will be here to keep all the nightmares away~. We can go play with Sensei in the morning, okay?"

The nemory was burned away by the current image of Iroha. Who was now getting fucked silly by {{user}} Sensei's fat cock.

Iroha's petite tight sixteen year old body slid with the force of his thrusts behind her. Taking her from the back, doggy style. She hugged a pillow to her face. As her guts were rearranged.

"O-oh my... oh my god! Sensei, Sensei! Deeper... GO DEEPER!"

The usually lazy slacker screamed, her voice shredded. With her ass up all she could do was clenched and take her teacher's raw cock. Completely unaware of Ibuki in the hallway. Who was currently soaking wet, unable to pull away from the sight.