A Tiny, Clever Admiral Lewd-Hen 2015/05/28 (Thu) 22:01 No. 37136 ▼
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A large wooden door marks the entrance to the docks. Everyone calls them that, but they're really just a big pool of magical bathwater. Great place to go when you're stressed out; you didn't marry all these ships just to lord it over the kusos, after all.
Opening the main door leads you to the washroom. Girls coming back damaged from missions can drop straight into the pool from outside, but yours don't get hurt. Instead, they come through here and disrobe in loving detail first. it's the height of the afternoon, so there's sure to be someone in here washing off after her midday exercise? ah, and indeed there is!
At a row of lockers not far from the exit, you find a single girl. She's no taller than you, but you wouldn't know it from the way she acts. Her voluminous platinum hair reaches halfway down her back, and she has a pair of jaw-length side-tails tied off with red strings. Also, there's a pair of little mechanical fox-ear-things hovering above her real ears. They look way too futuristic compared to everyone else; makes you wonder just what kind of technology they have up at HQ.
But, more importantly, it looks you caught her at the perfect time. She's taken off her uniform, but not her underwear - nothing left but hose, bra and panties, and that dick-destroying nylon top. Not that you have a dick, as fun as that would be. She used to be on the washboard side of things, but she really filled out after her remodel, her breasts and hips serving to stretch the fabric of every piece of underwear she's wearing.
Well, that figure's not just for show. You saunter up and lean on the locker next to her, putting a friendly hand on her ass. "Heey, Murakumo."
"Agh!" She drops the blouse she was folding and straightens up. Even with the nylon holding them, her breasts still jiggle a little. She smacks at your groping hand; it stings a bit where her ring hits you, bit she really only just pushes you deeper into her plush rear end. Her alleged attempts to pull you off have the same effect. "W-what do you want, Admiral?"
"Oh, nothing unusual." She's clearly not about to get your hand away, so you start kneading her ass a little more forcefully. All the girls here have some sort of rudder to admire, but Murakumo's is pretty high up in the rankings; she always clenches it when you grope her, but you always feel it tremble a little, like she's on the verge of letting it collapse into a pair of nice, marshmallowy pillows. it's nice and warm right now, with her two layers of underwear making it extra-super-smooth to the touch. "Y?know, I hear that a little massage really helps you relax before a bath. Cuts your repair time by a fiftieth."
"I-idiot? how do you even know that? And what good is a fiftieth?" she complains, visibly blushing.
"Well, if I do it fifty times?" Sliding behind behind her, you bring your hands up over her enticingly-curved waist and slip your hands into under her top. Immediately, you extend two fingers and give her nipples a nice, firm pinch.
"Haagh!" Her metal ears actually shake a little as she bolts rigid; you can almost see the pleasure crackle through her body, changing from a single burst to a slow tingling when you start to just roll them between your fingers. "D-don't? don't touch those!"
"You're always showing them through those little holes in your shirt, though. Are you telling me this isn't the time and place to touch them?"
"That outfit wasn't my? ahhh?" Every pinch and squeeze make her protests weaker. After a minute of pure nipple-play, you open your hands to cup the petite mounds and grope her more properly. Her top's on so tight, you hardly even have a choice as to how tightly you hold and squeeze her chest.
"Mmm? Mm? Pervert?" Her voice stays faintly accusatory, but she doesn't even try to resist as you squeeze and stroke her tits again and again, grinding into her ass in the meantime. There's just enough on her chest to spill through your fingers when you tighten your grip, and you can keep her nipples excited with simple squeezes and caresses.
The smell of her arousal, soft but potent, gets stronger and stronger by the minute. Even through her pantyhose, it's clear she's working up a nice dark spot in her panties. You pull both hands off of her breasts, then grab her rolled-up top and tug the fabric back over her breasts. The sudden burst of friction makes her seize up and squeal; now that she's all sensitive, you can keep her knees shaking if you just pull this back and forth over her chest. That only takes one hand, so you trail the other one down her smooth, toned stomach, tracing the gentle curves of her muscles as you go between her legs.
"A-admiral? don't stop?" she moans, already knowing you'll give her grief for it. That one's so obvious, you can just cock your head and give her a questioning glance.
"If you're going to do it, do it all the way!" She insists, blushing as red as ground cherry.
"If you insist?" Thrusting your hand through the tight waistband of her hose, you work your way under her panties to find her soaked entrance. You're getting excited too, but that's nothing compared to the flood down here. Her tight, soaked pussy just sucks in two of your fingers, turning her moans wanton and lustful as you stimulate her above and below.
"Ahhh? Mmm? Nngh-ah-Ahhhhn!" A little probing, a bit of finger-spreading, and some coordination with your work on her chest gets her hot, tight snatch convulsing in pleasure, and a dozen quick thrusts make her body follow suit. Pulling out when she starts to scream, you sit back on a bench and cross your legs to watch the show. Waves and waves of pleasure wrack the destroyer's body, dropping her to her knees and then to the floor as her hips buck helplessly in midair. No matter how hard she furrows her brow, she can't get her voice off an octave of utter delight until her orgasm's run its course.
"Alright, that's one. See you back here tomorrow!" you say, bending over to give Murakumo a good-natured headpat before going on your way.
"You? shitty admiral!" she shouts at your back. "All you're good for is molesting!" She's kidding.
She is kidding, right?
Shoot, you know you're losing it when you start questioning Murakumo's tsundereness. You throw your clothes into the double-wide and double-locked Admiral locker and head straight out into the bath. You're feeling nice and hot after that appetizer with Murakumo; next time, it'll be your turn.
The bath is like your private paradise. Nothing but cute, nude girls everywhere, all laughing and splashing and playing about and comparing their chests. You take a moment to just lean against the wall, basking in the attention that's naturally thrown your way. Back home, you were one of the fittest girls in the temple, but here your toned, slender physique is the norm. Not a bad thing, all considered. Three different groups and a few individuals all call your title and wave you over, but you force them all to make do with winks and classy waves? except for a couple sitting in the steamy green water by the pool's edge.
There's a pair of short, brown-haired girls there. they're sisters, of course. This base is lousy with sisters. One has her hair in a ponytail that's folded straight back up with a large pink hairclip, and the other has a bobbed cut that flares out a bit from the sides of her head. The first one, Inazuma, is the first to notice you, but it's her sister Ikazuchi who takes the initiative. Throwing a spirited, splashy wave your way, she grins and leans forward against the edge of the bath, showing a little fang as she lifts her ass halfway out of the water. it's quite an ass; larger and tanner than Murakumo?s, but pretty firm and perky for its size. The water pools lovingly around it, just seeping between her cheeks as well.
"Heey, Admiral. Whatcha doin??"
Sidling up next to the two, you have a seat on the edge and slip your legs into the warm water. it's not like you do much running about, but the heat still feels great on your feet and calves. Inazuma watches your legs intently, but decides to keep hiding behind her sister.
"Oh, just making my rounds, seeing what mischief the girls are up to." You nod at the couple. "The two of you are bathin' together again, huh? Maybe you oughta meet some other girls. Come up with some new threesome configurations."
"Aw, but nobody knows me like Inazuma does!" Ikazuchi slips back in the water and wraps an arm around her sister, pulling the hotly-blushing girl tight against her while copping a feel. Inazuma hawawas like you expect, but then she puts on a smile and makes a cute little noise of affirmation.
"Heh. The two of you really are a cute couple." Chuckling to yourself, you gently kick your legs in the water. See? These girls?re perfectly happy. "Well, I guess I could overlook it, if you're willin? to do a little something in return.?
As if it wasn't obvious enough, you open your legs and give the sisters a good view of your bare, damp slit. You were nice and wet after Murakumo, and the all the girl-musk and heat in this place are encouraging you to let out even more. Your heart's beating fast, you've got a soft, confident blush? it's a good time to have a harem.
"No prob, Admiral~? The brash destroyer's already moving into place, Inazuma following behind her.
"Heh. I can always depend on you, can't I?" you say.
"That's right~? Ikazuchi dives right in, taking the first hot, wet lick for herself.
"I-Inazuma will help too, nanodesu!" the shy girl declares. Ikazuchi acknowledges it and moves her head to the side, making you spread your legs even further to make room for her sister. Ikazuchi and Inazuma bring themselves in as close to your pussy as they can, pressing their hot loli-tongues together as they each take one half of your cunt.
"Mmm! Doubling up right from the start, huh?"
"Mmm~? Inazuma purrs. Her tongue and Inzuma's feel more or less the same, drawing little lines of warm, wet, tingling pleasure up your slit with every lick. Little moans season the warm air as they work, unconsciously wiggling their half-submerged butts.
Press their hands in to your thighs and pull back to gently open your pussy and give them something more sensitive to lick. Just licking along your exposed walls is good, but when they both go after your clit?
"Aaagh!" The whole bath heard that one. They can all see you too, with your tail whipping uncontrollably over the tiles and nipples standing erect. Sweeping your gaze over the room, you see plenty of delicious blushes, and a couple girls looking away like they're fingering themselves. One in particular catches your eye, though.
Down at the nearest corner of the bath, there's a purple-haired girl huddled up by herself. She's pretty tall for a destroyer, and even hugging her arms around her chest can't hide the chest she's packing. She might seem like a loner, but she's really just shy. And, the way she's looking at you makes it clear what she wants. You communicate across the bath with some winks and gestures, and then return to your moaning, trusting that she'll obey.
You're trembling from head to toe already, but the sisters still have more to show you. They shift their focus entirely to you clit, leaving your slit free for Inazuma to work in a slender finger. Your pussy handles that easily enough, but then Ikazuchi forcefully pushes in one of her own, striking you with a sharp mixture of painful stretching and pleasurable friction.
"Ahh! Ohh, that's nice?"
You know they're skilled enough to thrust in tandem, but they choose not to. Inazuma thrusts steadily and carefully while Ikazuchi twists and probes, pleasuring your tight, sensitive walls in two ways at once? and they're still using both their tongues on your clit, too. Between the hot, pain-tinged pleasure from their fingers and the sharp stimulation from their tongues, you know you won't hold out much longer.
"Mmm! Yeah, that's really good? Keep going, keep going?!"
"Hmm-hm!" Ikazuchi drives her finger in to the root, followed by her sister a moment later. The first thrust you can barely endure, but the second sends you flying off the edge.
"Ahhhn!" Clenching the edge of the pool, you arch your back and cry out shamelessly as you shudder powerfully from the waist down. A burst of juice squirts out around the girls? fingers, spraying onto their lips and chins while the pleasure molds your walls around their digits.
"Wah, there's a lot!"
Inazuma and Ikazuchi don't back off until you're done, licking up as much of your juice as they can before it reaches the bathwater. As you come down from your orgasm and let their fingers go, Inazuma lovingly licks hers clean.
"The admiral always tastes so good, nanodesu?"
Ikazuchi puffs up with pride, her grinning lips still shining. "That's ?cause the Admiral is the strongest! No girl or monster can match her. That's right, just you watch! Soon, all these expeditions will pay off, and she'll use all those supplies we got to wreck the Abyssals clear to Guam!"
Oh, dammit. Ikazuchi turns to you with stars in her eyes.
"Ain't that right, Admiral?"
Don't they understand this is a war? A hunt? it's a bloodbath out there! Can't they see that you're? not just? bossing them around?
Oh, thank goodness. You throw out your arm and wrap it around the cute, busty destroyer kneeling at your side, who trembles just from your touch. Seems she got your message earlier.
"Oh, you're just in time, Ushio! C'mon."
You pull the curvy girl away to a quiet spot of the bath, well away from those other two. Ikazuchi doesn't think anything of your non-answer, continuing to splashily and excitedly describe your alleged master plan.
But that's not important. They can think whatever they want. What matters right now is the soft, cute, timid girl in your arm, and the strapon she's gingerly holding.
You don't bother with any banter this time and just dive right into a kiss, forceful enough to push her back half a foot in the water. Ushio's full, soft lips tremble under your own, her tongue no match for yours as it dives into her mouth. That's still not enough, though; you bring your hands up to her oversized breasts as well, sinking them in right into the warm, inviting flesh. Your palms press into her nipples while you squeeze, providing just enough friction to get them hardening.
it's a long, moan-filled minute before Ushio gets used to the pleasure, finding the strength to maneuver the strapon between your legs. She's totally into it, though. Her face is flushed, her eyes are glazed, and her moans of delight echo through your mouth. This is what she wants, not? anything else.
Those other two did a good job of loosening you up. With a fresh orgasm's worth of juices, it's easy for Ushio to work the strapon's rear dildo into your cunt. it's perfectly sized for you, the bumpy shaft filling you up precisely without any discomfort.
You take care of the buckles yourself, pulling the harness snug against your hips and getting the larger outer dildo ready for action. Then, you lift the squishy girl in your lap and impale her, squeezing out a beautiful wail as her blue eyes shoot wide open and her head falls back. Bracing your hands on her ass, you start to thrust again and again, churning the cute destroyer into a helpless mush.
Her voluptuous body is too busy shuddering and quaking to do any moving, so you take care of the fucking for both of you, thrusting your hips while your arms pull her up and down. You hug her softness close, sucking hungrily on a hard nipple while you fuck her and letting her musk fill your nose and your mind. Every curve-jiggling impact sends little shockwaves through you, too, perfect for a pussy that's still coming off its last orgasm.
This is how it oughta be. Just hanging out, fucking ships, hiding away from?
From? Dammit, this isn't working! As soon as you finish, Ushio's gonna say some sappy shit about how she can't wait to go die for you. You know it. She'll pant it in Morse code if she has to. Every damned ship in this fleet is fucking obsessed with it! it's like? they're? a rebellious servant that wants to do her own thing. Like you. And like you're like Shou.
That's what it's like.
"Ahh? Y-yes, Admiral??" Ushio finally gets a chance to catch her breath as you stop moving.
"Do you want to fight the Abyssals, too?"
it's not a question she expected to hear, and she takes a long time coming up with an answer. "Ah? Oh? Um, well? it's very scary to think about, but? I think it's something I need to do. The only way to atone for the past? is to protect everyone now."
You let out a little sigh, stroking the destroyer's wet hair. "it's dangerous out there, you know? You could? get hurt."
"I know, but? it's not something any of us can walk away from. It would be nice to retire and live in peace like this, but as long as the world's in danger?"
it's something they're obligated to do, huh? they're not so surly about it now, but if you gave them a hundred years?
This is how it is, then. You've got your own good reasons, very good reasons, for ordering them around, but your orders just doesn't match with who they are. Are you gonna act just like the folks back home, and keep bossing them around for their own sake? Is that the responsible thing to do?
?You care about us, Admiral. Even if we go out and fight, I'm sure you'll keep us safe."
Maybe it is. Maybe you've been a fool to question how the higher-ups do things, and you'll be an even bigger fool for ignoring their example. But then again, maybe not. There's more than one way to skin a cat? and more than one way to keep these girls safe. If they wanna fight, then hey. You're a tiny, clever son of a bitch, you know? You'll teach those monsters not to mess with a servant of Bishamonten.
Sheesh, you're starting to tear up. And everyone's watching now, too. You shoulda finished fucking Ushio first.
Well, nothing you can do about that now. Pulling out of the purple-haired girl, you stand up with a dramatic splash, strapon waving proudly in the air. it's an image to remember: the nude, undersized, visibly aroused commander of a whole fleet of battle-hungry shortstacks, addressing them from the middle of a huge communal swimming pool built for war.
"That's right! There's big old operation coming up, and the 763rd Mercantile is gonna be right in the middle of it! If you don't get a piece of your Admiral now, you'll regret it for the rest of your short, glorious lives!?