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Slowly blinking awake, Yuuji immediately feels gross. The cramps and headache and finally gone and it seems the bruise on his ass has finally healed. Looking down at his shirt he notices how wet and sticky it is. Did he drool on himself that bad? There’s no way this is all his drool, he was probably sweating lots in his sleep. Peeling the shirt off his chest he finds that it smells like sweet milk… His chest is also bigger, heavy with pressure.
Down there feels very very wrong.
Panicked, he immediately runs to the bathroom, he rips his shirt off to find that not only is his chest incredibly big and soft, he’s lactating. That’s not all though, because the horrors never stop in this fucked up world he also feels that his dick is missing. Pulling down his boxers, he finds, like the rest of his cursed body, a plump little pussy with a small patch of pink hair. His stomach drops and he doesn’t move for a good ten minutes. As he stares at his new body down there something catches his attention from his peripheral vision. Is that. Is that a fucking cow tail? Finally looking at his face he finds small pink cow ears sitting prettily atop his head.
How did this happen? What could have even cursed him? Every mission he’s been on he’s always been accompanied by a fellow sorcerer since his failed “test” with Gojo. Test. The test! He was fighting that stupid mad cow disease curse, If he knew it’s blood touching him would’ve done this to him, he would have purposely failed the test right away, letting his Sensei take care of it. The blood would never touch him due to his infinity anyway- wait. He did touch the blood though, maybe because it was a tiny amount it doesn’t affect him? His body is definitely still fit, if anything he’s been building more muscle by the day so it definitely didn’t affect him. Not like Yuuji who practically bathed in it. No wonder his entire body is going through such drastic changes. Can he even get his dick back? There’s no way he can live like this. Quickly he throws on a random set of clothes not caring about fashion since he has more desperate circumstances right now. He ignores the fact that his ass and chest bounce as he moves to swiftly yank the door open, practically running out his dorm. Yuuji bolts to Shokos office, barging through the door desperate to find himself a cure. Sighing to herself she doesn’t look at him right away, speaking in her usual bored tone.
“Please don’t come barging in here whenever you like, the least you can do is kno-“
Upon gazing at Yuuji she instantly freezes, cigarette falling from her lips. If his problem wasn’t so severe, he probably would have laughed at her reaction. Her normal bored expression in unfiltered shock. Instead he just feels his stomach drop even more.
“What the hell. How?”
“Well. To keep it simple, Me and Sensei were fighting a curse and its blood got everywhere on me. Unlike Sensei I don’t have infinity so the-“
Interrupting his sentence, Gojo barges in the same manner Yuuji did earlier. Rushing inside to also, by the looks of it, find answers. Yuuji’s jaw drops. Gojo is huge and not only that, he has two freaking giant horns sticking out of his head accompanied by some extra white ears as well. Ah, so he was changing just in a whole different way… Is he a bull? Unfair…
“Shoko! You have to help me, I have no idea what the fuck is happening to me and-“
Stopping mid sentence his nose sniffs the air and he looks straight at Yuuji. Suddenly self conscious, Yuuji covers his chest. He can probably smell the milk! Then not a second later Yuuji also sniffs the air.
Oh.
So he was the source of that smell last night…
Nervous, Yuuji unconsciously pins his ears to his head. He’s scared Gojo might make fun of him even more like yesterday. He really hopes he doesn’t. They all stay quiet for a good minute just staring at one another before Shoko breaks the silence, flicking her lighter to light another smoke. She doesn’t get paid enough for this.. Flinching at the noise of the lighter. Gojo and Yuuji finally move again to look at Shoko for answers. She always has the answers.. right?
“Well this explains Gojo’s behaviour yesterday, you’re a fucking bull. Can’t say the same about your student though. You know. This is all because you’re careless with your students, your missions. But No, you’re the strongest what could possibly go wrong~ Apparently everything! Just look at you both for damns sake!”
Vein popping from her forehead she yells the last bit to Gojo. Gojo is visibly frustrated and upset, flexing his arms and jaw as she yells at him. In the end he takes a deep breath and responds carefully.
“Is there a way you can fix this?”
“I don’t know yet. I’m gonna have to ask you both questions and inspect your affected areas first.”
She grinds her teeth before turning to look at Yuuji, her gaze softens a bit when she looks at him, she would almost find him cute if the situation wasn’t gonna double her workload. Taking another huge puff from her cigarette she blows out the huge cloud. Yuuji and Gojo both grimace at the smell, their noses are definitely more sensitive than usual. Gojo then faces Yuuji and makes a decision for them both
“Yuuji can go first, I got him in this mess… It’s for the best he gets the help first.”
Upon hearing those words, Yuuji visibly panics. He sits up even straighter before trying to save himself a physical exam in front of his teacher without revealing why.
“N-no.. it’s okay Sensei, you go first. The jujustu world can’t be without it’s most powerful sorcerer for too long so please go ahea-“
Gojo interrupts him with a single heavy exhale through his nose before simply denying his student. Yuuji immediately shuts up. Gojo is staring at him a lot. It’s making him anxious.
“Don’t. I don’t wanna hear it, Shoko go ahead and do your thing, I’ll be watching in case you need me to explain a certain area with my six eyes.”
With that Shoko doesn’t hesitate approaching Yuuji, he sits on the medical bed. As she approaches him, Yuuji looks over to Gojo hesitantly. He looks pissed, so freaking angry that it makes his tummy flip. Immediately he avoids eye contact. Shoko starts asking the questions.
“When did you notice the whole… get up” she points towards his whole body. While putting on some gloves
“This morning…” he barely responds, voice quieter than usual.
“okay. Do you mind if I touch your ears and tails? I’m also gonna have you strip out of your clothes as I’ve noticed your entire body has completely changed.”
Glancing towards Gojo again, he’s just standing there watching intensely with his arms crossed. His arms are so big… Why couldn’t he be a bull as well, Yuuji internally complains. He doesn’t want to but he eventually nods his head yes before standing up off the bed. Slowly he strips his pants down kicking them aside then continuing on to his t-shirt. As he takes off his shirt he notices his nipple are inverted with how swollen they are, slowly they drip milk every couple of seconds. He covers his chest with his shirt, gosh this is so freaking embarrassing he could die! Shoko starts to feel his new pair of ears while patting down his body avoiding his chest for Yuuji’s comfort before eventually getting to his boxers and feeling up his tail. He shivers at that, he figures out that tails are a little sensitive. This sucks so bad… Eventually she asks him to take off his boxers to which he hesitates a minute too long. His head is a mess, does he really have to do this in front of his Sensei?
“I know this may be uncomfortable for you but don’t worry, I’ll inspect quickly and it’ll be done before you know it.”
With that Yuuji slowly slides his boxers off, he doesn’t fail to notice that Gojo is silently and slowly getting closer when he’s not looking. With that she instructs him to lay down on the bed and spread his legs. Yuuji wants to curl up in a hole and never leave, this is the most humiliating thing he has ever had to do, in front of his Sensei as well. He’s gonna bully him nonstop after this… Slowly he spreads his legs revealing his new genitalia situation to both adults in the room. He feels so exposed that he starts to feel a little sick, stomach feeling like shit from his anxiety. Putting on a medical mask, Shoko begins spreading him open while asking him questions, keeping the whole situation as professional as possible. Yuuji is thankful for that.
“Can you feel anything down here when I touch you?”
“Y-yeah.”
“You’re gonna feel a little pressure so just bear with me for a moment, okay?”
Yuuji just nods his head. Carefully she inserts a medical device before letting it open inside his vagina causing white hot pain to erupt from his nether regions. He immediately tenses up, arching his back as he whines out in pain. He notices Gojo’s scent getting stronger, he’s now beside Shoko watching his every movement carefully, as if looking away or even blinking, Yuuji will end up disappearing before his very eyes. He’s never felt like prey before, it’s terrifying..
“ I know, I know I’m sorry.. if I told you how much it was gonna hurt you wouldn’t have relaxed enough for me to insert this. I’m almost done, it’ll be over in three, two, one..”
The object inside him then closes, he sighs in relief, tears threatening to spill from the sudden pain.
He watches as she takes a sample of his fluids inside him. He’s clutching his shirt to his chest hard, as if it’s the only thing grounding him while saving his last shred of dignity. That is until Shoko gives him an apologetic look while asking him to lower the said shirt.
“I’m sorry Yuuji it’ll be over before you know it. I need to take a sample of the milk leaking out of your breasts.. I’m also gonna need to squeeze your chest a bit so I can get a fair amount into this vile. I’m gonna need both hands available so can you hold the vile for me? Normally I would ask you to do that part yourself but I need to feel for lumps as well. While I do this you need to tell me if it hurts and if it does, how bad on a scale of 1-10. Got it?”
Tears finally slipping down his cheeks from humiliation, he nods his head yes, too scared to speak out, too scared to displease his Sensei. He can smell how mad he is right now and it’s making Yuuji want to bolt, he moves to tuck his tail between his legs. Shoko counts down from three again to signal Yuuji that she’s about to begin. He rushes to lift the vile to his nipple, milk pouring out in waves as she puts pressure on both sides of his right breast. Yuuji bites his lip not because it hurts but because it feels insanely good. His chest has never felt so relieved from all the pressure he was subjected to. He sighs in content as the milk pours into the vile from his inverted nipple, too shy to poke out. His own scent must have spiked because Gojo is immediately retreating to the sink in her office, turning on the cold water to splash his face. He must stink if Gojo hates it that much.. Shoko breaks him out of his thoughts as she asks him the last question.
“Are you sensitive here?”
“Mph- yeah.”
“Does it hurt when I put pressure on your chest to release the milk?”
“N-no, it actually feels better. My chest isn’t as painful as when it’s full with the… milk.”
With that the examination is finished, she takes off her gloves and mask, letting him know that that’s all she’ll need from him. Before heading to her computer to type all his symptoms down. She lets him know he can put his clothes back on much to his relief. As Yuuji finishes dressing himself, he gazes towards his Sensei. Gojo refused to look at him, is he really that disgusting to look at now? Shoko gives him a breast pump to help with the leaking situation. Says he can dump the milk in the toilet to dispose as she doesn’t want to expose anyone by throwing it in the trash. Then she dismisses him as she gets ready for Gojo’s turn. Ears pinned to his head, throughly stripped of his masculinity, Yuuji takes his leave.
As soon as he returned to the dorms with the pump in his hand, he wastes no time using it in his bathroom, avoiding his bed to prevent a mess. Carefully he places them on both breasts and turns the device on. Immediately it hurts a bit before it starts to feel better. Yuuji sighs as he feels his breasts soften, milk flowing through the tubes into the bottle. As soon as the milk stops flowing, Yuuji feels better than ever, chest relieved of the horrible pressure from earlier. Opening the bottles, he dumps them both into the toilet and flushes it down. There’s no way he’s keeping those, it’ll just be a reminder that he’s lactating like a pregnant woman. This is such a nightmare.
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His chest stops leaking after he finishes the treatment with the pumps. Walking out of the bathroom, he heads to his closet to look for his uniform. Him and Gojo already missed a day of class, he highly doubts the school will let it happen again. Grabbing his clothes, he pulls on his stirrups noticing how tight they feel around his waist. Then he puts on his pants, they cover most of his legs but as they near the top, his thighs and ass are so prominent, he couldn’t hide them if he wanted to. Pulling on his red hoodie, it barely fits. Squeezing himself into the hoodie he can’t help but feel self conscious about the way he looks. Maybe if he was a girl, he would love how he looks, fat in all the right places. But he’s not a girl, he’s a man, a soft squishy man robbed of his muscles. He skips putting on his jacket since it refuses to fit, it’s also too hot with all these layers and he’d rather not accentuate the smell of his breasts with the heat.
Taking a deep breath, he finally leaves his room to head to class. He hid his tail in his pants, though it’s not really hidden with how tight his pants are around his butt. His tail revealing itself in a not-so-hidden line trailing down his leg. As soon as he enters the familiar room, Nobara and Megumi just stare dumbfounded. Megumi adjusts himself subtly in his seat while Nobara bombards him with questions.
“Wha- Why do you look like every man’s wet dream?! What the hell happened to you? Are those animal ears? Wait- do you have a tail too?!”
Overwhelmed, Yuuji tries to hide his tail only for Nobara to stand up inspecting every part of his body while Megumi just watches in astonishment. Forcefully turning him to the side, she eyes his ample backside. Her eyebrow twitches a bit, she can’t lie she’s a little envious. But that feeling smothers itself down when she sees how uncomfortable he must be, especially his trapped tail, there’s no way that feels nice. Backing off she gives Yuuji room to finally breathe before he eventually explains his unfortunate series of events.
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“Then I kinda just woke up like this, Shoko helped me through most of it though.” Yuuji bashfully explains.
“So you’re a real life cow hybrid huh? You know, I really thought these type of things only happened in shitty porn plots..” Nobara adds on.
She looks towards Fushiguro not missing how quiet he’s been about the whole unusual situation. He swallows a bit before speaking up as to not rouse anymore suspicion.
“Does your tail feel okay? That looks rather uncomfortable..”
He then gestures to his rear. Yuuji immediately tries to play it off, like everything’s fine only to then realize he eventually has to sit down. Not able to hide his hesitance to sit down, Megumi walks over to the teachers desk and grabs a pair of scissors. Walking towards his puzzled classmates, he speaks up.
“Turn around and bend over, I can cut a hole to let your tail out. There’s no way that feels comfortable, trust me I know with the amount of times I’ve utilized that knowledge with taming my shikigami.”
Face hot, Yuuji stutters out protests before finally giving in. His tail feels horrible if he’s gonna be honest. Reluctantly he turns around placing his hand on his desk, he bends over and lets Megumi do the work. It’s a awkward process as he has to cut through his pants, stirrups then his boxers.. Fishing out his tail, Megumi finishes his work stepping away a little flustered.
“Ah~ thanks.. that feels a lot better actually.”
Turning back to face his classmates, Yuuji notices Gojo standing in the door way. He looks incredibly unamused. Why would he be happy though, he’s in a similar predicament he’s in. It seems as if Gojo already knew to cut a hole for his own tail though, it flicks behind him signalling his annoyance. Stepping towards his own desk his gaze is hidden behind his mask, hiding his eyes thankfully. Yuuji doesn’t think he can handle the disgust he must have in them. Gojo then lets out an exaggerated exhale.
“Well would you look at that, Megumi the savior.” He tsks to himself.
“Alright everyone sit back into your seats, let’s get this lesson over with.”
With that class begins.
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“You know, it’s pretty unfortunate you’re a cow while he gets to be a bull. You, Yuuji, never fail to surprise me with how unlucky you can get.”
Sitting in Megumi’s room, it’s starting to get late as they all eat pizza. Yuuji can’t head out anywhere looking like this so they agree on ordering food. Yuuji inhales a slice before voicing his opinions on his and Gojo’s different outcomes.
“It’s so unfair! How can a person always find a way to be blessed even in the most unfortunate circumstances. He gets off so easy, with cool horns too! Then I have to look like this..”
Looking down at himself he wants to grab another pizza but shoves the feeling down, he’s already big enough. Can’t eat too much junk food he reminds himself. Megumi notices this so he grabs a slice and shoves it into the pink-heads face. Chewing his owns pizza he swallows it down before explaining to his fellow classmate.
“Eat. We all know how big your appetite is, don’t go getting all sorry for yourself when u had no control over the situation. Remember this is just a side effect of the technique, I’m sure once it wears off your body will eventually turn back to its usual self.”
Grabbing the pizza, Yuuji blushes at his appetite being called out so blatantly. He just nods to his friend. Reassured, he takes a bite then another until he finishes the slice, hand reaching out for another slice. He’s so happy he has such an understanding circle, if it wasn’t for them he would have definitely gained unhealthy eating habits, starving himself.
His friends just let him eat his fill, smiling at one another before going back to their usual teasing, Megumi bickering with them about the volume of their voices, though inside, he’s glad to have them by his side.
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Eventually the pizza is all gone, Nobara brought her switch to play smash bros with the both of them until it neared bedtime. Sun long gone, she eventually starts to pack up her things, Yuuji following along by cleaning up their mess. Megumi doesn’t really have to do much since they’re in his room. Saying their goodbyes, Megumi bids them farewell at his door, stopping Yuuji by his wrist.
Tilting his head, Yuuji wonders if there’s something wrong, he waits for Megumi to speak up which doesn’t take very long. His expression is serious with a layer of concern behind it.
“Hey just so you know I’m a man as well and I’m sorry you have to go through this. I can’t imagine how stressful this must be for you. Just know if you ever need to talk, I’m here for you dude.”
Yuuji smiles, chest feeling warm, he softens his gaze.
“Thank you Fushiguro, Seriously. I appreciate it. When I do start thinking too much, I’ll keep that in mind and text you before coming over. Kay!”
Megumi smiles back simply nodding his head in response before letting his wrist go and heading back inside his own room to start his nightly routine. As his door shuts, Yuuji starts to head for his own room. Not before another door opens and reveals his Sensei staying in the room next to his classmate. He must of just got out of the shower, his hair is wet and he has a towel around his shoulders.
“Ah. Hey Sensei, I was just about to go take a shower as well. You look very refresh-“
Freezing, Gojo’s scent hits him like a truck. It’s always heavy when he’s mad. Filled with the scent of harsh burning smoke and musk. Yuuji wonders what he did this time, stiffening he waits for his teacher to speak.
“Yuuji. Can you come here for a second?”
He doesn’t have his blindfold or glasses on, yet Yuuji still can’t read his expression. Apprehensive, Yuuji slowly walks toward him, not wanting to anger him by not listening. As he closes in he watches his teacher take a large inhale of air, mouth twitching irritably. He must really hate his scent, Yuuji wishes he didn’t because he really likes the way his Sensei smells.. just not when he’s mad. Gojo usually smells of a wood stove fire with a small hint of eucalyptus. Trying to appease him, Yuuji keeps his head down, avoiding eye contact. His teachers scent softens at that, satisfied at the open submission. Lifting his hand, Gojo reaches for his students ear, rubbing the ear between his fingers gently. Yuuji sighs, it feels nice, comforting. His body lets go of his tension and relaxes. Timidly he gazes up towards his Sensei, head not raising too much, he doesn’t want to offend him again.
“After you shower, come stop by my room. Okay?”
Bewildered, Yuuji silently agrees with a slow nod of his head. Letting go of his ears, Gojo signals him off to his room to which Yuuji immediately listens. What could his Sensei possibly want with him so late at night? It’s better not to question him, just listen and everything will be okay. With that Yuuji heads straight into the shower, can’t keep him waiting too long, he might get impatient and he doesn’t want that.
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Drying his hair with a towel he leaves the piece of fabric around his shoulders. His chest is starting to ache again. He’ll deal with that after he gets back, he doesn’t want to take long, his Sensei might think he doesn’t value his time. Dressed in just his boxers and a tshirt, he slips on his slippers and heads for his room. Knocking on his door, he listens to footsteps approaching the door before eventually revealing his teacher. Yuuji blushes hard at Gojo’s shamelessness, he has no shirt on! His muscles are unreal! So lucky… Yuuji returns his gaze back to his teachers face before he gets caught ogling his Sensei’s body. With a quiet voice as to not disturb Megumi, he swallows before opening his mouth.
“Sorry for the wait, is there something wrong?”
Gojo steps to the side not responding but gesturing for him to come in. Stepping inside the room, Gojo’s scent completely engulfs him. No shit this is his room, Yuuji dumbly thinks to himself. He wonders what his own scent smells like.. Gojo closes the door then walks over to his bed, signals Yuuji over with a finger. As Yuuji walks on over to him, he keeps his hands in front of him, holding them together to show he’s not a threat. Gojo in turn loosens up his muscles and smiles, it’s supposed to be friendly but Yuuji can’t help but feel a tad bit uneasy. Gojo finally speaks.
“Lately Sensei has been feeling down. Do you think you help me unwind so I can fall asleep? My instincts are driving me nuts.”
“h-huh? How did you want me to help you? I don’t know if I can be much help but I can try my best?”
“Let me scent you and you can scent me back.”
Yuuji looks at him as if he’s grown another head. Yuuji never knew much about the animal world before but after being thrown into it unwillingly, he knows that scenting is mostly territorial. Maybe this is like a friendly thing? Like how kids curl up into their families arms, comforted by the smell. But why him? He thought he hated his scent, wouldn’t it make more sense for him to ask Megumi? Wanting to show how caring and thoughtful he can be for his Sensei he turns his direction towards the door, let’s him know he’s gonna go fetch Megumi as his scent would probably be more familiar for him. He doesn’t make it two steps, Gojo stopping him with a firm grip on his wrist. It’s not painful like last time, it’s just enough to hold him in place. Shaking his head, Gojo immediately disapproves.
“No Yuuji. I want to scent with you. I asked you to come by after showering because I wanted you to wash the scent of Megumi off, even now I can still faintly smell him on you. It’s disgusting.”
There it is. That word again. Disgusting. Will his Sensei ever like his- wait. What? Did he hear that correctly? So when his mouth twitched earlier was it because he smelt of Megumi? Yuuji didn’t mind, they’re like his family so he’s fairly comforted by Megumi’s smell. He smells of lavender and rosemary. If anything Yuuji would fall asleep feeling safe in his scent. Gojo seems to think otherwise.
“What? Megumi isn’t disgusting!” Yuuji quickly defends his friends honor.
“If anything he smells like family! What is wrong with you Sensei?”
Gojo gives him an unimpressed look before sighing like it’s the most obvious thing in the world.
“Yuuji. I’m a bull, not a cow. How could I be comforted by another man’s scent? You on the other hand, you don’t smell like a threat. You smell… quite good actually.”
Yuuji’s stomach gets butterflies upon hearing that, he’s so happy to hear his Sensei likes his scent. He’s getting a little flustered at the straight forwardness of his teacher and asks if he can pour himself a nice cool glass of water. Gojo agrees. Chugging down at least three cups, he finally regains his composure, using the towel around his shoulder, he pulls it off wiping his mouth of excess water. Not trying to sound too happy he responds back to their previous topic.
“Um. I actually like the way you smell too Sensei.. If you don’t mind me asking though how do I smell?”
Closing his eyes with a smile, Gojo takes a deep inhale. Then he describes it.
“You smell like a mix of fresh nectar and milk, maybe more like fresh honey than nectar actually. In other words you smell like dessert and I tend to like sweets.”
Yuuji’s tail sways happily, he can’t believe he smells so good for him! That’s better than anything he could ask for right now! All this time he’s been thinking his teacher is annoyed with him when he actually is pleased with him. Yuuji’s so happy he could cry.
“O-oh. Haha that’s good I guess? Um, how did you want to do this, you probably understand the whole scenting process better than I do..” Yuuji scratches his head modestly, leaving his towel by the sink.
With that, Gojo leads them over to his bed and guides them to sit down, pulling Yuuji on to his lap. Yuuji didn’t expect this position, they’re even facing each other which makes the situation all the more embarrassing. Yuuji takes a good look at his horns since from his position, he has a pretty good view of them. His Sensei’s so lucky, cows don’t have horns so he didn’t get any. Gojo then reaches a hand behind his neck. Pulling Yuuji towards himself he guides their necks together and
Oh.
Their glands are rubbing against one another and it makes him feel tingly. It feels really nice. Maybe a little too nice.. squirming in Gojo’s lap, Yuuji holds onto his shoulders to steady himself. Gojo pulls back and intertwines their fingers. He shivers. They have glands there too? Yuuji never even realized that. Breath shaky, Yuuji tightens his thighs around Gojo’s lap.
Not quite content, Gojo asks if it’s okay to take off his shirt, that it’ll be easier with no clothing in the way. Yuuji doesn’t fail to hesitate.
“I don’t know Sensei.. my body looks weird, it’ll make you.. stop. I’m sorry Sensei but I don’t wanna stop. Scenting feels really good..”
“It’s okay Yuuji. I could never dislike the way you look. Please? For me?”
Worried, Yuuji reluctantly lets Gojo strip him of his shirt forgetting about the fact that he didn’t pump earlier. Remembering a little too late, Yuuji lets out s small ‘wait’ attempting to use his hands to cover himself up only to have Gojo stop him. Hands holding Yuuji’s arms out of the way. His teacher stares in amazement at his nipples, milk starting to bead out little by little.
“Stop staring so much… I know, it’s weird..” Yuuji whines out, trying to pull his arms free. Great he can’t even hide himself, his teacher must think he’s such a weirdo by now..
Then Gojo looks up at him before closing the distance between his mouth and Yuuji’s chest. He lets go of Yuuji’s arms and holds his back, pulling him close. Yuuji gasps in shock at the sudden action, humiliated he grabs his teachers hair to pull him off only for Gojo to groan into his chest and suck. Yuuji moans in relief, feeling his Sensei’s tongue lapping at his chest while sucking hard, milk starts pouring into Gojo’s mouth. Gojo doesn’t stop, he keeps going back and forth, gulping down the milk like a starved man. Yuuji can only hold onto his head, eyes closing at the pleasure of his nipples being ravished so throughly. Opening his gaze a bit, he notices Gojo’s horns up close and decides to give them an appreciative kiss. Gojo tenses up. Oh shit. He definitely went too far, his Sensei is gonna kick him out for making it weird..
Gojo bites around his nipple which in turn makes Yuuji cry out.
“Mph-ah! Sensei! I’m sorry! It just, it felt good. My chest hurts and you were just helping me weren’t you? I won’t do it again.. please don’t kick me out..”
Gojo moves them more onto the bed, his back resting against the headboard with Yuuji still in his lap. He moves back towards his nipples and gives them a swirl with his tongue, kissing the swollen bud, tempting it to come out. Yuuji watches intently, he must really taste good.
“Do it again..” his teacher rasps out.
“Huh?”
“Kiss them again..”
Oh. He liked it. Okay, it’s the least he can do for his teacher since he’s helping him with his milk. Wrapping a hand on the back of Gojo’s head, Yuuji leans forward and gives his horns shy little kisses. Gojo bucks into his hips in response. Wait wait wait… isn’t this starting to get a little too much? Gojo’s arms are wrapped tightly around his torso, keeping him close as his tongue and mouth coax his nipples out. Looking back down, his chest is shiny with milk and saliva. Nipples hard in all their glory. Yuuji’s face is burning, he seriously can’t take this. So he opts for rubbing the glands on their necks together again. This rewards him with a grunt from Gojo, his teachers hands slipping down to grab his plump ass. With a squeeze, Gojo brings his students juicy butt down onto his growing erection.
Upon feeling Gojo’s hands and cock rubbing against his butt, Yuuji panics a bit. Stammering out protests of too much. Grinding them close together, Gojo readjusts Yuuji so his pussy is sitting shyly on his own raging hard on. Yuuji holds Gojo’s shoulders again, this time trying to push him away. His dick is huge! There’s no way that’s gonna fit inside! Gojo doesn’t let up, too strong for his own good as he forces Yuuji’s pussy to grind on himself, slowly sliding back and forth. He looks so cute in his little grey boxers.
“N-no.. we can’t. It’s not right.. I’m scared Sensei..” Yuuji protests, he doesn’t want to admit that the grinding feels so good against his most private parts.
Yuuji never bothered to touch himself, he was too busy feeling weirded out by his own body to appreciate it. So now that Gojo is doing this, it feels scarily good. Gojo flips them over, Yuuji landing on his pillow with a soft ‘oomf’. Before he can react, Gojo spreads his legs gripping underneath his knees. Leaning his head down he sniffs directly into his sex. Floored, Yuuji pushes his head away, or tries to at least but his teacher won’t budge. Instead he buries his nose deeper into his folds and inhales thoroughly. Yuuji just makes confused little noises, unsure on how to handle his teachers instincts.
Gojo eventually looks annoyed of Yuuji’s boxers blocking his prize so he rips them open, creating a big ripped hole revealing the most embarrassing part of his body. Looking as if he’s hit the jackpot, Gojo leans down and licks a long wet stripe up until he lands on his clit. Yuuji wants to get him away but he also can’t deny how electrifying this feels, his Sensei is starting to eat him out and it feels so good he can’t do anything but moan in response, any protest dies on his tongue. Pretty soon Yuuji isn’t trying to push him away anymore, if anything he’s trying to pull his mouth closer to him. Grinding his hips into his teachers face.
Cupping his mouth around his clit, Gojo sucks while flicking his tongue against the nub. This in turn makes Yuuji wrap his legs around his head while pulling his hair. The pleasure is so intense.
“Mm Sensei y-yess~”
Yuuji cums in his mouth, Gojo tongue-fucking him through it all. Eventually he sits back up, admiring a blissful Yuuji before grabbing him to make him sit in front of him. Yuuji’s back to his chest.
Yuuji barely protests, still coming down from his orgasmic high. Hearing a click from a cap opening, Yuuji slowly comes back to the present. He feels Gojo’s thick fingers touch his pussy, slowly travelling down to his hole. His fingers are slicked up with lube and before he knows it a finger is pushing inside. The sting of getting penetrated really wakes him up now.
“W-what are you doing? You can’t put your fingers in there!”
Wiggling his finger around inside, Gojo slides another one in, lifting his thumb to rub against his clit so Yuuji will loosen up. Moving his fingers, he fucks them in his student with a ‘come here’ motion, swiping his thumb up and down his clit. That action alone has his pussy gushing. Eventually he has three fingers inside, fucking Yuuji fast and hard making him scream out in pleasure. Holding his Sensei’s arm, Yuuji hopes Megumi is sleeping or has his headphones on because he can’t hold back his moans, the pleasure is too much! Gojo kisses his cheeks, licking and biting his actual ear. There’s too many sensations, he’s gonna come again!
Before he can come, Gojo removes his fingers giving his ruined pussy a smack, his juices making a mess in the process.
“Ah! Wha- why did you stop? I was so close…”
Gojo lifts his hand to his face, licking his fingers clean before speaking into Yuuji’s ear. Voice deep and rough.
“This honeypot is so greedy~ what about me Yuuji?”
Gojo fishes his own cock out of his pants and rubs his length threatening to enter Yuuji’s virgin pussy. Fearful at the shear size of his cock, Yuuji thinks his teachers dick will reach all the way to his stomach! Tail wrapping around his teachers arm, he squirms in his arms. He starts to attempt to break free once again. Gojo simply rips the hole in his ruined boxers wider before holding Yuuji’s legs open with his arms lifting him up. He positions the poor boys plump pussy on his cock.
Yuuji watches with wide eyes. Incredibly nervous, he watches as the tip of Gojo’s dick slowly penetrates his insides. It hurts so bad. He knew it was gonna hurt, it feels like he’s being split open. Yuuji’s gripping onto Gojo’s arms hard for support. Sex obviously doesn’t feel good but he can’t seem to convince his Sensei otherwise. Tears falling down his face, Yuuji turns his head to face his Sensei, silently pleading for kisses. Immediately his teacher listens, peppering his face with kisses, licking his tears before eventually reaching his mouth. Yuuji is halfway down when Gojo decides to deepen the kiss. He doesn’t realize Gojo’s distracting him until eventually he’s fully seated on his lap. His teachers equally enormous balls flush against his sex.
Yuuji doesn’t know what to do, curiosity getting the better of him, he ends their make out session to look down to where they’re connected. His breath catches at the sight of them entwined, it’s so filthy. His tummy is poking out a tiny bit from the head of Gojo’s cock. It’s insane to look at. Just like that Gojo lifts him up, slowly dragging his cock out letting Yuuji feel every inch and vein of his dick before bringing him back down. This is too much.. Gojo’s simply too big.
Just as Yuuji thinks that, Gojo brings his fingers up to pinch his nipples eliciting a sweet whine from his student. Playing with his nipples, the rhythm he sets eventually gets faster. Properly fucking in and out of Yuuji’s wrecked cunt.
Yuuji still can’t believe he’s taking his Senseis cock, he also can’t believe how good it’s starting to feel. So this is sex. The dick inside him is so big and thick it rubs all his good spots without even trying. Pretty soon Gojo’s got him bouncing up and down hard, lifting him before making him sit back down on it. Yuuji mouth just hangs open, making little fucked out sounds before he can even think to stop it. Scratching his Sensei’s arms, he warns Gojo that he’s gonna come. That he needs him to slow down!
Gojo does the opposite fucking him hard and fast through his orgasm, when he doesn’t stop even after his orgasm he suddenly feels the need to pee. No no no no, he shouldn’t have drank that water! Slapping Gojo’s arms with his hands, Yuuji cries out desperate.
“No more, no more. I-I can’t. I’m gonna pee! Noo~”
And because Gojo simply never listened to him tonight, why would he now? His pussy squirts on his cock before warm golden liquid soaks his teachers dick along with his bed and Yuuji’s boxers. Crying, Yuuji really tried to hold it in but couldn’t. Not with the way Gojo desperately fucked him after hearing his dilemma.
It felt so good letting go that he couldn’t stop once he started, piss dripping off of them and onto their mess on the bed. With that Gojo gave him one final thrust, coming deep into his pussy. He doesn’t pull out just keeps him speared on his dick, cum trickling down his length, out of Yuuji’s stuffed cunt. Feeling his insides full of sperm, Yuuji sighs in delight of having pleased his Sensei so well. Gojo kisses and sucks onto his neck adding onto the many hickies he’s apparently already made. Yuuji didn’t notice as in the moment he was receiving the pounding of his life, his new pussy being bullied open by Gojo’s fat cock. His breathing slowing down Yuuji eventually passes out still sitting on his teachers lap. Faintly hearing his teachers last words to him before he’s out.
“You did so good for me baby, so so good~”
Hearing those words, Yuuji tiredly smiled before falling asleep.
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