Kenta and Sunset had barely made it over the school building's threshold, ughing and chatting amicably together, when a sudden outburst from Principal Celestia put paid to that. He saw her at the end of the hall with two women he didn't recognize. The first of the pair was an extremely leggy blonde Russian, exactly the sort of feminine ideal one might imagine as a catsuit-wearing femme fatale in a Hollywood spy movie. A ridiculous amount of dazzlingly-blonde hair cascaded down her shoulders, framing eyes that always looked slitted and sleepy regardless of her expression, a small perky nose and some of the rgest, plumpest lips he'd ever seen, absolutely dripping with blood-red lipstick. Her bust was big, her ass was fat, and her waist was nearly invisible sandwiched between the two. She was dressed somewhat professionally, in tight shorts, a blouse, tie and bzer, but her whole body was rendered statuesque by the enormously-heeled shoes on her feet, framing her butt, tightening her leg muscles. Strangely, the woman beside her could have been her sister in terms of appearance, but instead of being simirly dressed she'd fit her colossal, bouncy rack and full-figured hips into one of the school's uniforms. It was enough to make him wonder if there was some joke going on. Celestia inclined him over, and Sunset took the opportunity to squeeze his hand before running off to css. "Ah, Kenta, how nice to see you. I'm gd to see you survived st night's frivolities intact." Kenta chuckled nervously a bit at the mention of yesterday and all of the sudden secrecy it entailed. He scratched the back of his head to py it off. "Haha, I'm not sure I'd call it uh... 'frivolities but..." She smiled. "I'd like to introduce you to Miss Crissa, from Russia. She'll be our new science teacher, as well as lending you a hand to alleviate your load where you see it necessary. And this is her daughter, Mika - " "Hiiii~!" giggled Mika perkily, bouncing on her heels. A lot of bouncing on her heels. " - She'll be joining your css starting today. As well as another student, who I see you've already met." Crissa fawned over him, taking his hand in hers and giving it another squeeze. "A pleasure to meet you, Mister Tadashii. I look forward to working alongside you." He accepted Miss Crissa's handshake, returning it in a warm manner alongside a small bow. "Same to you, ma'am. Great to have you around." It dawned on Kenta that something was off about Mika's uniform, and when he finally figured it out, he felt silly for not noticing it sooner. She was wearing her Student ID around her neck on a nyard. When she saw him staring, Mika giggled and held it up. "Oh, this? It's because people keep thinking my mom and I are sisters... See?" She plucked it right off where it had been ying on top of her creamy, pale, bra-bursting breasts and held it up, shoving it in his face against a backdrop of those massive melons. Tearing his eyes from her chest and focusing on it, he saw Mika's pink-painted fingernail was eagerly tapping the "Age" column proudly. She tapped it a few more times, as if bragging, which made the impressive backdrop swells start wobbling again. "So no asking if I'm her age, okay? I won't allow it!" "I - it's okay, I wasn't going to ask!" Kenta tried to defend himself before giving a bit of a smile, listening to the mother and daughter have a little bit of a teasing spat. Crissa rose up behind her daughter, bopping her on the back of her head and making Mika crouch down, whining and putting her hands on top of her head. "And just what's wrong with being my aaaaaaggggggeeeee!" "Mooom! Don't embarrass me!" "Hey, hey, let's not get physical here." Kenta jokingly said, already fantasizing about that very thing. "We gotta get you to css in one piece after all!" Kenta pced his hand on top of Mika to rub away the familial assault. "I'm sure Miss Crissa knows what's best." In more ways than one. Crissa's exaggerated figure was like looking at an extremely lewd doll. His vision traced downward over her generous curves, trying his best not to undress her in his mind before moving over to the girl beside her and working his way up. Mika was definitely more of a full figure. He paused for a moment and then realized where she was wearing her student badge: lovingly framed right over her cleavage as if to make sure just how young the owner of those massive melons were. It was one hell of a tease. They did look like sisters. If Mika really was student-aged, then old was Crissa? She looked impossibly young for having such a developed daughter, when she have her? The gears turning in Kenta's head seemed to shake off a bit of rust. Wow, okay... He looked over at Crissa in a new light, not particurly registering that his hand was still on her daughter's head. While she was squatting down. Squatting, yeah. Heels pnted firmly on the floor with two solid clicks, back arched, breasts thrust forward with enough intensity to make the single, solitary button holding her in vibrate in its buttonhole. Unconsciously, the horny bitch's massive thighs fanned apart further and further, until she was spread completely, thigh muscles tugging pleasurably on the lips of her pussy. It peeled open, dripping freely now her skimpy bck thong was being sucked inside. Mika had a joyful expression on her face already from Kenta’s headpats, pushing his fingers through her honeyed curls, but her mouth turned into a little triangle of pure joy when she saw that manly cock-bulge directly in front of her face. If your average guy got hypnotized looking at big titties, then she was definitely from the same stock: her happiness visibly grew as she brought her nose closer and closer to the swell of his manhood. "Unyaaa..." Breasts enveloped his thighs, bulging around and between them, and against each other. The small-sized uniform’s button's straining doubled, her tiny top looking ready to burst at any moment. And he couldn't even do anything about it, because Celestia and Crissa were demanding his attention, ensuring his got the blonde's phone number so as to communicate easily during work hours. His address book was starting to look like a supermodel registry. Kenta almost missed Celestia and Crissa's words, their voices seeming like muffled whispers compared to where his attention was currently focused. He had hoped to be friendly, but Mika's reaction was out of this world; like she was instinctually bred to please. Fantasies filled his daydreaming mind of casually talking to Miss Crissa while clogging her daughter's throat with cock. Probably for the sake of his reputation and social decency, Kenta removed his hand and attempted to give Celestia and Crissa an apologetic gnce. "H - haha. Um, sorry," he said out of habit. After a quick touch and tap on his phone, his new co-worker was now in his contacts. He assured Crissa that he'd be willing to do whatever he could to help out, smiling and trying to seem competent was kind of his thing at this point. He figured Celestia would already be scheming. As much as he wanted to stand in the hallway of a public pce and do lewd things to a schoolgirl he’d just met, it was probably for the best to actually get his css started. Saying goodbye to Celestia and Crissa, he turned to get the day started, offering to show Mika to the room. "Yes sir~" she purred, swaying her hips as if trying to work out some pent-up tension right there. Her skirt fluttered around her thighs like crazy. Then she obediently followed him, even as Celestia and Crissa started making pns for the rest of the day. He thought he heard something about 'vodka shots.' Now all 25 desks in his css were full. The room was bursting with girls. If he added any more at this point, it might start getting cramped. Someone would have to sit on his desk, or in another girl's p. And wouldn't that be awful. He was just about to start taking roll call again when he noticed a little booklet and baggie had been left on his desk, something about chip impnts. He picked up the book and leafed through it briefly: "This User's Manual for your new BIMBO chip (Body-Integrated Metabolizer and Bio-Outputter) gives you everything you need to know about injection and monitoring. Benefits include: Tracking current location on integrated device mapTracking hormone levels, arousal levels, body sweat levels, bdder fullness, and plenty of other metrics. Plotted metric scales and projections allow study of teen figure growth into adulthood. Track these values on the enclosed devicesPreventing unwanted STDs Preventing unwanted pregnanciesAllowing wanted pregnancies, with permission of a guardian/parentFun tattoo on skin tracking impnt's current location. Move it mentally, or change the design to whatever you like!Only known side-effect is increased tissue deposits on the chest and buttocks" The manual showed photographs of various teen girl's bodies in the school's uniforms, highlighting a school crest tattoo on their skin. It went on to expin that newly-registered students needed to have their Medical Chips impnted through use of the enclosed device, a handheld tool with an appearance simir to a printer gun. Kenta stared at the package on his desk bnkly, reading and then re-reading the user manual to make sure he was understanding it correctly. All these stats and readouts, though... It feels like it was specifically designed for a certain goal, and Kenta chastised himself silently for getting a bit of a thrill imagining those goals. One of the stats was monitoring bdder fullness. Whoever did think of this quite definitely had quite a perverted mind and probably loved messing with people, lots of clubbing and pastel rainbow hair. You know, no one in particur. Maybe Kenta was just as bad because the more he thought about it, the hotter he got. For some reason this had Celestia written all over it, but did she even have the access to tech to make it? Wait. Swan said something about how the candidates for being able to pilot a robot were being held here at Bakunyuu. Did Swan and Celestia have something going on? Kenta fiddled with the insertion tool while specuting, poking and prodding at the device until he had a good feel for how it worked. The manual made it look very simple. Now that he looked at it, all the girls in the css had one already, or at least seemed to. Their uniforms might be small, but he couldn't see EVERY single inch of their buxom bodies (yet). Still, he did see them. The Japanese symbol for "meat" on Mai Shiranui's right breast, a cute school crest stretching across Tifa's lower back that was only visible when she bent over, a Libra symbol on Terezi's ankle. He even saw one of them change before his eyes, morphing from one shape to another as the girl concentrated on it. It was hard to believe some of these girls were really putting those tattoos there themselves. Mai was dispying that of her own volition. The only girls who didn't have them yet were, naturally, Sunset and Mika. Looks like he'd be taking care of this first. Well, where to begin? Turning the device on its side, he noticed a slot with a little chip in it. Didn't his M-Watch have the same slot? He wondered if he could just... With a click, he popped the chip free and into the (frankly a little gaudy) watch that Swan gave him, poking a few buttons. Sure enough, all of the metrics the manual spoke of popped right up on the screen on his wrist. As a test, he pointed it secretly at one of his students by random. Let's try Starlight Glimmer. Just like he figured, there it was. Looks like her heart rate and arousal levels were kind of high. Gncing at her, it seemed like she was talking to Trixie. With a bit of a chuckle, Kenta figured that maybe they had a thing for each other, since in the few days he's been in css, they've been pretty much inseparable. Oh. And her bdder was pretty full. Thanks, watch, nice to know. Nice to just... have to think about that when having to interact with her. It's fine. Giving his css one more gnce over, he saw Rose. At least she was here. He was going to have to get in touch with her to ask how she was doing and figure out how much she saw. Maybe he could do that right after he’d given Sunset and Mika their BIMBO chips. Huh. He just said that casually, didn't he? Kenta surpressed his desires and got on with his duties. Mika and Sunset hopped up from their chairs as per his instructions, coming up towards the front of the css. They got distracted halfway as their eyes met, and spent a good long moment just checking each other out, eyes roving openly. Mika giggled and spanked Sunset on the butt, which drew appreciative ughter from the other girl and a hip-check booty-bump in response. They kept messing around all the way up to his desk, where they both leaned on it and looked down at him. Kenta ogled the two btant sluts as they flirted with each other on their way up to his desk, which naturally prompted teasing: "Ooooh. He looks serious," teased Sunset. Mika just nodded, batting her eyeshes. "Teacher's injection..." They exchanged one st gnce, then both got into position, and seemed to unanimously decide his table was the best pce to prostrate themselves. It cttered noisily as it took the full weight of two curvy, stacked sluts putting their knees on it, helping each other up. "Fwaaaaa..." groaned Mika as she stretched out, spreading her legs, letting her skirt ride up her hips. She y on her back with her heels pnted firmly on the desk, giving him unimpeded line of sight to her thong. She trailed her finger around, wondering where to get her new tattoo on her body, before finally forming a love heart with her hands directly over her womb, right on her belly. "Here please!" Sunset got on all fours, wiggling her butt in the air as if wanting the tattoo on her rear end. They were really just... going to do this, weren't they? He bit his tongue and surveyed their jiggling expanses, trying his absolute best to keep his composure upon seeing them basically thrusting their technically-clothed pussies into his face on his desk like his dick was an oasis and they've been dying of thirst for years. Mika first. Kenta pced his hand on her inner thigh and slowly moved it upwards, thumb brushing over her mound just slightly. Without removing his fingers, he snaked underneath her skirt, riding it up farther to get it out of the way and pressing his hand down firmly on the side of her womb before pushing the cold, metallic device to her bare, milky skin and pulling the trigger, causing a little muffled 'click' But right as he finished and was turning to Sunset, Mika suddenly stretched, nearly knocking the other girl off the table completely. Sunset sought refuge by slinking off towards Kenta, swinging a long leg and heel around inches from his nose... before sliding off the table and into his p, steadying herself with a hand on his shoulder. She was taking her teasing to an extreme level. She smiled as she knelt over him, lowering herself onto his crotch with a knee on either side of him. She grasped the neckline of her top and tugged it down, far enough to brazenly fsh a coal-bck pastie with a nipple piercing right through her big, fleshy breast. She indicated the spot right above that plump protrusion, as her matching-coloured lips quirked a smile. "Here, please." His bulging cock dug into the slut's utter insult to the concept of underwear, making an indent right in the middle of the pink heart drawn on the crotch, causing her mound to puff and squish up a bit. He couldn't help but tighten his muscles and gave her a small little grind. The little tramp was really getting into his head. But when he rubbed his member on the entrance to Sunset's womanhood, she just about face-faulted. Her head fell forwards and her shoulders slumped, shaking as she tried to hide her expression from him. The hand on his shoulder quickly looped around the back of his neck, fingernails raking over his screen as she trembled. "A - Aaaah..." He kept squishing her mound nicely, fttening those puffed-up, inviting bia against her body. She couldn't take it and sounds of happiness leaked out of her a little bit more. The girls in the front row, especially Adagio and Mai, were beginning to look kinda ticked off. They were jealous the new girl was getting such good treatment when he hadn't even spped their asses yet. That's when an idea popped into Kenta's mind. She wanted to tease him? He'd tease back. Just a bit. Kenta hooked his middle finger into the nipple ring that Sunset was so graciously showing him. Giving her a little bit of a smirk, he tugged, pulling her overflowing tit closer to him. Just to hold it in pce, you see. And that sealed the deal for Sunset, the beauty arching her back, letting out a brief squeak in response to her sensitive tit being toyed with. Her bluff had been called, she’d lost control of the situation... and now she was cumming. She gave him a wobbly grin as she clung to him, pussy spasming and soaking his crotch. It wasn’t the reaction Kenta had been expecting. Unable to grope her right here in front of everyone, all he could do was awkwardly watch as Sunset’s twitching, bucking body rode out her orgasm under the stares of his other students. Did they look mad? Well, a quick gnce at his new M-Watch was all he needed to confirm that. Those girls were seething with jealousy. Stunned, he didn't know what to do with this kind of information. Maybe what he did with Sunset was a bit too far. But in the back of his mind, Kenta thought that Sunset was so cute when she was cumming her brains out. Not being particurly gentle about it, Kenta pushed the device into her breast causing it to squish in a very appealing way before pulling the trigger. Click. A few seconds passed before she finally restored her composure. His p was a total mess from where she'd humped herself against him. "Nnnrrgghh..." Her breast looked nice lifted from her body like that. It was so squishy and soft it easily went from a plump bulwark on her chest to the banana shape he tugged it into. When he finally let go, it wobbled nicely for him as it fell back against her chest. Mika's tattoo quickly settled into the school crest. Sunset's... did something unexpected. When the bck ink rose to the surface of her skin, it instead formed a complex Japanese character for his viewing only, right before she tugged her shirt back into pce and obscured it from view. Seeing the mark that Sunset put on her breast almost slipped him by. Like Mai, she'd also gone with a Kanji symbol. But this was the one for 'healthy.' It might seem innocent under any other circumstances, but... it was read as 'Ken', the same symbol used in his name 'Kenta.' In other words, just sly enough to be passed off as a total coincidence. Sunset, treating this as her little victory over him, slipped out of his p, swaying her way back to her seat with a raunchy kick in her hips. Onlookers might barely even notice her trickly orgasm juices oozing down her long, strong legs. But that smug expression of hers told him all he needed to know. She’d just branded herself and it made him want to throw caution to the wind and fuck her within an inch of her life right there on his desk. He instead settled for sighing and slumping into his chair, looking like he just survived a marathon in dealing with these girls. His css was going to be the death of him, Kenta was absolutely sure about that.