The sun had dipped below the horizon, the duties of a shrine maiden were done. Normally now was the time that Seiko Ayase would slip into her nighttime persona of Santa Dodoria and take on jobs as a medium. But that work had taken a down-turn. Her once-respected shrine had fallen on hard times. The donations had dried up like the last droplets of sake after a night bar-hopping. And so her nights were free to be engaged by some other kind of employment. She didn't expect that a job opportunity would come from a dark skinned foreigner woman asking if she had any experience with kids. Normally she would not even bother with some Gaijin wanting a babysitter… then the mother had mentioned her son's condition.
The grimy streets of the run-down area was in a murky half-light that seemed to suck the vibrancy from the air. The shadows here seemed blacker. The foreigner population in this neighbourhood had been rising for decades. Seiko clicked her tongue. It barely even felt like Japan to her these days.
Her white hair was swept up in a pineapple up-do, she strode through the shadowy alleyways, her yellow sweater hugging her voluptuous frame and hung wide, barely grabbing the edges of each shoulder and exposing a valley of chest to anyone peeking. She had donned her usual attire for the job, a black sling bra under the knitwear that barely contained her ample areolae, her thick thighs squeezed into the pencil-skirt narrowness that the sweater gave her, wearing no skirt or shorts, just letting the not-quite miniskirt length of the top act as 'decency'. The clack of her heels echoed through the desolate streets along with a scrape of the metal bat she carried against the asphalt, the only physical hint that messing with this underdressed GILF would end badly for anyone that tried.
"Good grief, when did it come to this?"
She muttered to herself, a cigarette dangling from her red-painted lips.
"From exorcising the most malevolent spirits to changing nappies for a pint-sized demon-spawn. Playing nanny for some brat with a cursed… condition. How the mighty have fallen."
She took a deep drag, the glow of the cigarette briefly illuminating the gold hoops of her earrings. The smoke curled around her face, disdain obvious to how she felt for her current predicament. But a mother in need was claiming her toddler son was possessed, and she was in Seiko's jurisdiction. So feelings put aside she would put in an appearance. 'Babysit' this brat, do a few cleansing rituals to figure out of there was anything going on at all and then get the hell out of there.
Desperation had led her to accept this peculiar babysitting gig. She needed to feel the jingle and weight of some coins in her pockets and didn't even care if they had come from the filthy palms of these Blacks. The smoke from her cigarette mingled with the sigh that escaped her.
"A lady's got to pay the rent. And if it means dealing with a pint-sized pervert, so be it."
The hints that the mother had dropped had raised Seiko's suspicion about what kind of spirit this might be. Something impish. Something that drove a two-year-old boy to wake up to the fun of the female form years in advance. An incubus maybe, or just a lewd trickster yokai. Whatever it was, it had made this brat hungry for skin and Seiko had dressed to serve. Under the homely sweater was a body that batted decades younger than reality. Jugs untouched by sag or age or deflation. Skin so supple and smooth she made her own granddaughter envious. A surprise tray of delicious abs that had men moaning for mommy. A body that showed that this woman knew how to FUCK.
Seiko couldn't help but notice the difference in this part of town. The air was thick with the aroma of richer Americanized foods and the murmur of unfamiliar tongues. A smell of smoke that was not from her own cigarette and certainly not tobacco. She'd always heard about the gaijin enclaves, but had never stepped foot in one herself. Her thoughts grew darker with each step, her prejudices rising to the surface, bubbles under the surface of her calm exterior and rising to a boil.
"Freakin' Gaijins always causing trouble."
A dilapidated building loomed before Seiko, matching the address she had been given. Graffiti sprawled across the crumbling walls like the veins on the back of a junkie's hand. As she approached the building, her mind swirled with the unsavoury reputation of the neighbourhood. She couldn't help but feel a twinge of disgust at the thought of the Black toddler she was about to 'babysit'.
At least she had known beforehand. It allowed her to select something special from her archives. An old ritual from a far continent that was specially made for enslaving upstarts of… his colour. This twerp was going to be bound before he knew what hit him. Seiko took another drag and let the other side of her mouth twist upwards a little. Maybe she could get this kid put through the wringer, just to be sure.
Seiko was three flights of stairs up when the door to a cramped apartment swung open, revealing a harried-looking woman holding a toddler who was squirming in her arms.
"Oh, Mrs. Ayase, you're here! I'm Mrs. Brown, we exchanged email."
The woman exclaimed, having been clearly waiting on her, her eyes red-rimmed and her voice thick with relief.
"Tch! So you speak Japanese at least. Yes, this is it ?"
She referred to the boy in her arms and the woman nodded quickly. Seiko noticed the boy's movements were trying to get away from his mother's embrace at all times. Undisciplined. A brat that thought he could do whatever he wanted. It was with distaste that she noticed his modern haircut, fitting neither the era or culture of her preference. No good Japanese baby would be found dead with broccoli hair and a fade. Then was the skin colour. Seiko worked in a discipline that worked to cleanse. And she wished any of her magic could cleanse these Black Gaijins to look less filthy. But apparently that was just how they were .
Seiko waved the woman on, staring down the boy who turned to look right a her. His eyes dropped down into her cleavage and she swore the precocious runt started drooling to himself. She entered the tiny apartment and closed the door behind her.
The room smelled faintly of desperation, poverty and sizzling meat, the latter emanating from a pan on the stove. No wonder these Westerners couldn't adapt and lived in squalor here. They couldn't let go of burgers for every meal and Japanese beef prices must have forced them into this hovel of an apartment.
"This is Hudson. Say hello to the lady, Hudson. She's going to see what's wrong with you baby."
The toddler, Hudson Brown, had a peculiar sheen to his shirtless skin, and his eyes gleamed with a mischief that seemed out of place in one so young. Seiko's gaze dropped to his diaper-covered crotch, where she could discern an unmistakable bulge. She took a deep breath, her ample breasts pressing against her yellow sweater, and stepped into the room, her abs tightening as her lungs tried to not breath too deeply here. Seiko was ready to make her inspections, wave a few esoteric objects, slap some talismans around the place and then collect her paycheck while putting the brat down for a nap and observation.
Mrs. Brown must have had other ideas though, as she started off by forcing Hudson into Seiko's arms. The woman, clearly exhausted, handed him over, leaning in to whisper.
"Whatever you do, just make it stop."
The child looked up at her, his expression a blend of blank innocence and something far more knowing lurking under a vacant toddler stare. As he was passed, Seiko noticed with revulsion that his eyes widened in a knowing leer, raking over her figure like a comb. His little hands reached out to her, making little grabby motions in the air at her cleavage. She wanted to gasp out, but the second she did the first tangs of a strange musk that filled the Brown home got sucked into her windpipe. The priestess ended up taking Hudson and holding him in the only place that made sense. The gurgling toddler with his face firmly nestled into her open cleavage.
"You like that you lil perv? Bet ya do."
Seiko rolled her eyes.
Mrs. Brown showed her guest to a cramped, dimly lit room at the back of the apartment. The walls were adorned a few hand-painted characters from both Japanese anime and American cartoons. It must have been the only bedroom as the sad single bed was pushed right up next to Hudson's crib.
The boy, still in her arms, squirmed with a gleeful grin, his face never leaving Seiko's chest. He would struggle enough to sink a little deeper into fragrant GILF titty heaven and his diaper would bulge alarmingly, starting to stab Seiko in the abs as the little turd thrashed in her grip like he was trying to motorboat.
"God! Stop! Squirming!"
The more he moved in her arms, the more a rising stink seemed to be coming off his tiny body. Th room was the same. Another step in and everything that she had been smelling since that first gasp of musk just grew more and more potent.
Mrs. Brown looked at Seiko with a mix of hope and desperation, whispering up to her ear and out of shot of her toddler.
"I can't take it any more. Whatever you do, just make it go away."
Seiko nodded, assuring her with a voice firm and professional despite the revulsion creeping in.
"I've got this. You're not to disturb us until morning. No matter what you hear, do you understand?"
The woman nodded, her eyes glazed over with fatigue.
"I'll be just out here if you need anything."
She said, pointing to the couch in the living room. With that, she closed the door behind them, leaving the exorcist and the child in the stifling room. She held him out at arms length, watching him babble and kick out his stubby legs. There was definitely a third leg hiding somewhere on the toddler's crotch.
"Now then Hudson . Let's see if we can figure out what's making your diaper stink like a brothel's sewer down there."
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With the door shut, Seiko turned to face the toddler, her thoughts racing as she took in his unnaturally developed physique. Placing him on the bed she took in the way his eyes flickered between vacant toddler stare, totally oblivious to the world, and the quick glances of deviousness when vision met bare Asian skin.
"You're not as stupid as you look huh?"
She knew what she had to do, and she wasn't going to let a little thing like moral decency get in the way. She reached behind her, propping her metal bat up against the wall and the small bag of medium oddities beside it, bending over to place them down, her substantial cleavage threatening to spill over her tit-straps. Her skin was already starting to feel prickly with anticipation. Her yellow sweater was unbuttoned slowly then dropped to the floor, revealing the tiny black slingkini that barely contained her voluptuous curves. The room grew quiet except for the sound of her heart hammering in her chest.
Out of her bag came a piece of chalk and a gohei, a wooden wand with folded paper streamers. She shoved ratty furniture out to the sides of the rooms, her abs tensing with definition when she did. With more space created she could have the single mattress in the centre alone. Disliking the Western-style bed, she moved the frame aside and just put the mattress on the bare floor, it was closer to a futon this way. Hudson was plopped unceremoniously in the centre of that, and she got to work drawing a spirit circle around the whole thing, taking a moment every few inches around to shake the gohei around the infant.
"This doing anything for ya'? Guess not, stupid brat. Your kind probably wouldn't be purified if I did this on Fujisan herself."
The circle completed it was time to proceed to misogi , water purification. Except in Seiko's case she couldn't lug a waterfall up to an apartment building or even the giant stone washbasins from her house. Water-based lube that had been made from the sacred source at her shrine would have to do.
She pulled out a small flask from her bag, the glass cool to the touch. Unscrewing the cap, she sniffed at the contents, then poured a measure into a bamboo ladle. She knew it would be a sticky mess, but it was a necessary part of the process. With a sigh, she began to throw the ladle's contents over herself, splashing the goo over her generous breasts, watching as the liquid pooled in her areolae and trickled down her stomach. She felt a thrill at the thought of the toddler's reaction to this sight, and she couldn't help but let out a low chuckle as she worked the lube into her skin. She wouldn't even go on TV without a full body covering and a mask, but here she was running her hands over her mature body and preparing to let a Black devil tire himself out with full access to her curves.
"You like what you see, boy~a ?"
The toddler's eyes went wide, his tiny pupils dilating with an unmistakable hunger as he took in Seiko's oiled-up figure. He gurgled in his diaper, his hands flexing in anticipation. The bulge grew more pronounced as his diaper stretched to its limits. He was like a miniature demon lord, surveying his conquest. Seiko was just a handmaiden, or perhaps cockmaiden. A concubine and sexual relief for an undeserving little emperor. His mother's voice was faint through the walls, a muffled reminder of the world outside their little sanctum.
"Is everything okay? It's very quiet."
"I said not to disturb."
The last thing Seiko wanted was the mother returning with her standing over her bratty child, nearly naked and with a body dripping in sin, oil making her sacred udders catch the light and the flossing bikini dividing her glistening Asian gyatt with perfect precision. Excitement for the ritual was no excuse, the musk in this room was making her wet as fuck and the more her overfed jiggle meat wobbled at her backside, the more it was obvious that her holes were hot enough to be letting off steam in this cramped room. Not to mention the haze around Hudson's diaper. Between them they were about to hotbox this room in lust.
"Look at you, you little shitskin."
Seiko murmured, her voice a sultry purr that seemed to vibrate through the thick air.
"You think you're a big deal with that huge ni- ngh , Black cock, don't you?"
She leaned closer to him, her breasts swaying with the movement. She licked her lips, the tip of her tongue tracing the line of her teeth.
"But you're just a naughty boy with a big, big problem. And I'm here to sort it out. If you behave, you'll get to fuck these puppies.
Hudson looked up at Seiko, his chubby cheeks flushing a darker hue as his tiny brain struggled to comprehend the huge pale globes being dangled in front of his face. Each could engulf his whole body, drown him in soft Asian milkers. The cry that tore from his throat was one of frustration and need, his little body shaking and trembling as he reached out to her, spine hucking upwards like a thrust, his diaper tenting to the sky with his obscene arousal. The smell of his musk grew stronger, filling the room like the stench of an overripe fruit, making Seiko's stomach clench.
Seiko's ample butt cheeks quivered with the anticipation of what she was about to do. She leaned over the bed, her oiled breasts swaying dangerously close to the toddler's face.
"You want this, don't you?"
She swung her leg over him, straddling his tiny body top-to-tail, her thick thighs pressing into the mattress on either side of his head. The fabric of her black slingkini barely contained the flesh of her ass as she positioned herself above him. His diapered crotch was now eye-level, the bulge monstrous to her.
"Fuck this thing stinks. No wonder your mama can't stand you. This thing belongs on some smelly mule."
The toddler's expression grew even more desperate, his eyes watering with the intensity of his desire. His hands reached up to grasp at Seiko's thighs, his fingers digging into her soft flesh. His cries grew more insistent, his little hips bucking upwards as if trying to meet her. His diaper was soaked with what could only be precum now, the fabric straining to hold back his burgeoning erection. Any question that the bugle was anything but seething dark cockmeat was gone. This toddler was HUNG. It was up to Seiko to find out of that was the result of some demonic force, or if the boy was simply a born Black stud.
"Strain that hard dick all you want you niglet freak . You're under a spell that makes you practically enslaved. The mistake was ever letting your kind live in this country. Smuggling these African demons inside your cocks and wanting to spurt them out over Japan huh? Be grateful I got to you first before this thing made its way into a bathhouse and impregnated every woman there~"
The air was thick with the scent of his need, the musk permeating every corner of the room like a dark, intoxicating fog. Seiko's own arousal grew, her heart thundering in her chest as she felt the heat from his crotch through the air. She took one last drag from her cigarette before flicking it onto the floor, watching the ember die out with a sizzle. With a grin that was more predatory than motherly, she lowered herself backside down, her thighs revealing the slick, oiled flesh of her labia pressed across the tiny black piece of bikini fabric and left no contour to the imagination, he hungry fold perfectly visible to the brat.
Seiko's thoughts grew hazy. She took one last look at the cramped, stale room, the walls seeming to close in around them, and then she leaned back, her palms flat on the mattress for balance. Slowly, oh so slowly, she began to lower her generous, oiled dumper onto the toddler's face, her thighs parting to show the glistening folds of her pussy. His cries grew muffled as her gigantic, fat asscheeks swallowed his head, the fabric of her slingkini straining to cover her thick labia. The feeling of his small nose and mouth pressed into her wetness made her back arch, her hips throw back and her cunt SOAK itself at this two-year-old's touch. She took a deep breath, savouring the moment before she dropped her full weight down onto him.
"This is shrine maiden booty you know? My skin is practically virginal when it comes to touching inferior filth. Be grateful."
The toddler's desperate movements grew frenetic as Seiko's pussy enveloped his face. His tiny hands scrabbled at her thighs, his legs kicking in the air. The sound of his muffled whimpers grew more intense as she began to grind herself over him, her wetness smearing his cheeks, his nose and mouth. The potent musk that clung to him seemed to invade her senses, stoking a fire that had her rotating her hips and making her thick gyatt clap over him in a perverted dance she would never have considered the day before. It was less careful shrine maiden dancing and more debauched ghetto booty twerking she found herself getting off on the sheer wrongness of it all.
CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP
"Yeah~ You love it when some Asian granny works her thickness right over your face? Wassamatter boy~a ? Too much to handle?"
The potent, intoxicating scent of the toddler's musk swirled around Seiko. It coiled around her like a Black mamba, urging her to give in to it. Her thoughts grew hazy with lust, her voice echoing with a mask-off racist sneer.
"You like that, don't you, you little black brat? All you beasts was is the taste of a real woman's pussy."
Her hips rocked in a lewd rhythm, her body responding to the obscene situation she found herself in. The thought of this child, this embodiment of a foreign curse, craving the taste of her Japanese sex was both disgusting and incredibly arousing. Her voice dropped to a sultry purr as she ground herself against his face.
"This is what your kind craves, isn't it?"
The more the heat rose in the room, the deeper her breaths became. Her lungs filling made her oiled tits swell like snowy melons. And the more she let her inner thoughts out in breathy racial-epithet laden moans.
"Don't just lie there like a useless shitskin. GROPE ME! I know that's what every nigger out on the street is thinking about."
As the weight of Seiko's voluptuous ass bore down on him, Hudson's mind raced with a primal hunger. The taste of her was beating on his soul like a tribal drum. He felt the power surge within him, the spirit that had made a deal in his young body thrumming with energy. He realized that the more she talked, the more she taunted him, the stronger his desires grew.
His tongue darted out, a rapid pink snake eager to explore the warm cavern of her pussy. He began to lick at her with a fervour that belied his tender age, his tongue probing and caressing the folds of her labia. He devoured her hole like a born natural. The sound of her breath hitching was the signal that his counterattack was starting to succeed. He could feel the heat of her arousal building, the wetness of her cunt smearing across his cheeks and chin. Soaking himself in squirt then diving deeper to devour tight Asian pussy like it was a peach. A Japanese delicacy that was all for him. And as he lapped at her, his own cock, trapped within the confines of his sodden diaper, grew even harder.
"Oooohhhh~ FUCK. You're ngh , really aauugh , getting IN there."
Seiko's eyes rolled back in her head as the toddler's tongue danced across her swollen labia, the sensation of his tiny mouth on her clit sending jolts of electric pleasure through her body. His tongue dexterity was one thing, but the more he licked the bigger it seemed to get. Growing, more like a writhing tentacle from his mouth. The same power that let his cock grow so out of control was working on his otherbitchmaker extremity. She was faceriding a twerp that had a tongue that could outclass a huge hound, the thing beefy and wriggling against her sensitive walls.
"NNuugghh~"
But just as she was about to reach her peak, she felt his mouth leave her pussy, his wet, hungry kisses trailing down her thighs and making a trail to her ass! She gasped as his brutal tongue circled her anus, the sensation so sudden and unexpected that it sent a bolt of pure shock through her.
"What the… these African spirits are rowdy things!"
She started to protest, but the words died in her throat as a hotdog sized toddler tongue gave one victory lap around her tight, puckered anus then glibly stabbed itself up her sacred hole.
"You dare!? Augh~"
Her body trembled as he feasted on her most private place, his mouth moving, tongue sawing in and out. Seiko getting her ass eaten in a way that shattered her dignity but only made her huge buttglobes press down on the toddlers face tighter.
The sensation grew more intense as Hudson's mouth worked its way back to her pussy, his tongue delving deeper and deeper with each stroke. Seiko's breath came in ragged gasps, her body arching with the pressure building within her. And then, without warning, his mouth was back at her ass, his tongue pushing against her tight hole. He swapped, thrashing through both of her targets with his tongue. Seiko was the one on top, but it was this baby that was calling all the shots on her body.
"Nnuuuggh fuck, you little… nuugh Whhyyyyy. Why is a Black toddler about to make me CCUuuuuuUUUUUUM~"
She squirted hard , her orgasm ripping through her like a stampede, her body shaking with the force of it, making wobbly jello out of her clenched in assmeat and oily puddings of her soft, shuddering oppais. She could feel the wetness of her juices running down her thighs, pooling on the bed beneath her. The room swam before her eyes, a kaleidoscope of colours, like the orgasm hitting with the cursed kid's pheromones was making her high.
As Seiko's climax washed over her, the air in the room seemed to thicken. The breeding stench coming from Hudson was now a visible billowing of dickstink-laden fumes, completely carpeting the room a few inches below the mattress.
The moment of release was supposed to be done by Hudson. It should have been Seiko's triumph. The first to feel their soul shatter in orgasm was the master of the binding circle. And that became her undoing. The ritual oil, instead of purifying, now served as a lubricant for the demon's grip on her soul. She couldn't leave now. Now until the true master was satisfied.
The toddler's muffled cries grew louder, body wrenching with an otherworldly hunger as he feasted on her sex, he had awakened to the demonic force in him, subjugated it and now he was coming to subjugate Seiko. Instead of enslaving the boy to her will and extracting the demon, now Seiko was the slave to this child.
As the last tremors of her orgasm faded, Seiko found her hand moving almost of its own accord to the bulging monstrosity that was Hudson's diaper. Her eyes were glazed with lust, her body moving with a mindless hunger.
"Alright, let's see what kind of concealed weapon you have in here you runt."
Seiko picked him up, his body surprisingly heavy and warm in her arms. His diaper was a soggy mess of precum, the fabric sticking to his skin as she cradled him against her massive breasts. The smell of his musk was overpowering, but she didn't find it repulsive any more. No, it was… intoxicating. It filled her nostrils and made her head spin, her thoughts a jumbled mess but ones much more pliant to serving him .
The toddler's eyes locked onto Seiko's sizeable areolae as she held him close, his tiny hands flailing about, desperate to make contact with her soft flesh. He squirmed in her grip, his legs kicking in excitement as he tried to manoeuvrer himself into a better position. His gaze was one of pure, unadulterated hunger, his mouth open in a silent plea for her to offer her tits to him.
And then Hudon did something she hadn't heard yet. A first word.
"Oppai."
Flat, demanding, and undeniably clear. This kid wanted titties.
Seiko felt a shiver wobble her curves as the toddler's hands reached up and pawed at her breasts, his fingers grasping at the fabric of her slingkini. The strength in his tiny grip was surprising, almost animalistic in its intensity. Her nipples grew taut and sensitive as his dark fingers got nearer. Being trained into obedience, she found herself leaning into it.
"You want these, don't you?"
Musk turning her thoughts to ash and rebuilding them into something twisted.
"You can have them."
With a guttural growl much larger than his diminutive frame, Hudson managed to squirm closer to Seiko's breasts, his eyes never leaving the prize of her erect nipples. His diapered crotch remained a prominent bulge, acting like a tripod as his unsteady, chubby legs could hold himself up on his own. Together they had Seiko's luxurious body sat, the sinfully young Black master holding onto the few strings of bikini decency she had with unsteady hands while propping himself up on his own engorged cock.
His chubby hands found purchase on the saturated fabric of her slingkini, his fingers digging into her flesh as he pulled himself closer and then wrenched the bikini sling away and exposed her goddess tier Asian udder. His mouth finally found its target as he latched onto one of her large, plug-like nipples. Seiko nearly nipplegasmed from his instant, demonic suckling, greedy mouth pulling in as much soft flesh, velvet nipple and drawing a vacuum seal around her long, sensitive teat. His teeth scraped against the burning skin, eliciting a gasp from the exorcist, and she could feel the heat of his breath against her flesh.
"God, did you mother not feed you? Such a hungry brat~"
Seiko felt her resolve slipping away as the toddler's mouth closed around her nipple, his tiny teeth grazing the sensitive skin. The room swam around her, the demon's influence clouding her mind. Her thoughts grew murky, and she found herself unable to resist the strange, twisted pleasure that coursed through her body.
"Black baby feeders."
She murmured, the words leaving mouth. The phrase echoed through her mind, a Blacked mantra to focus on while Hudon breastfeed from her directly, every draw on her chest feeling like she was letting her Asian feminine essence get pillaged by some dark skinned barbarian. But she also felt content. Content to let go of that bottled anger she had when she arrived. Her body was so underfucked that she had never even realised the decades of sexual tension. It was up to a near newborn to show her how to cum properly. In a way that the Asian me in her life couldn't show her. She was on the path of the dutiful ricebunny. 'My name is Seiko Ayase and this is the 2-year-old nigger boy who is going to train me sexually.'
The thought alone had her cumming, squishy pussy clenching while she carefully bit her lip to not interrupt Hudson's feed. Her hand reached down to cup the back of his head, guiding him closer to her chest, her other hand finding its way to the bulging mass of his diaper.
Her hand trembled as it reached for the tapes holding Hudson's diaper together. With a swift motion, she ripped them apart, revealing his obscene arousal. Her eyes only got a sense of the magnitude of the dark meat that flopped out before she found them crossing as she rode another handsfree orgasm out, pussy squirting off just from pheromones and nipple sucking.
"Ach! Nggh~ Black gaijin cock is so FUCKING BIG, even on a toddler~"
Even with it so obviously bulging, it was still insane how much had managed to keep hidden. A dark demonic cock, monstrous in size, coal-black and catching the lights in the room like it was glossed with oil. It sprang free, pointing accusingly at her. The veins along its length bulged with power, and the tip was leaking a thick, viscous fluid that was the source of all her her slipping morals.
Seiko's eyes refocused after cumming her brains out and then just widened in shock, unable to comprehend the obscenity before her. She couldn't tear her gaze away. The cock seemed to pulse with a life of its own, and she could feel its power reaching out to her, wrapping around her like a serpent made of pure desire. The potent aphrodisiac seeped into her very soul, overriding all other senses and thoughts. Her body responded instinctively, her pussy clenching and releasing in anticipation of what was to come. She didn't know how this was possible, but she knew that she had to have it . It was as if every cell in her body was screaming for it, begging for the release that only this child could provide.
Hudson felt a sense of euphoria that transcended his toddler's mind. He suckled greedily, his eyes half-closed in pleasure, oblivious to the splintering mindbreak unfolding around him. The warmth of her flesh, the softness of her breasts, and the sweetness of her hag milk were all he knew. Yet, as her hand approached his swollen member, a new sensation began to coil within him. The gentle pressure of her fingers, the slow, deliberate stroking of his shaft, it was as if she had lit a fuse to his arousal.
His eyes snapped open, his pupils dilated. He looked up at her, his expression one of pure carnality. The muscles in his tiny body tensed, his abs rippling like those of a miniature bodybuilder, his legs kicking in the air as she touched him. His mouth didn't leave her nipple, instead, his tongue swirled around it, teasing and taunting her as he moaned in pleasure. He cooing was more than just baby noises with his mouth full, it was a raw, primal demand. His hand waved urging her to stroke him harder, faster, his body straining against her grip.
The priestess reciprocated, leaning back, letting him nestle further into her, using her PAAG curves as his personal bodypillow. Each stroke over his cock left her palm with a puddle of cloudy brat precum. Unthinking her spread it over her body, re-lubing the glistening thickness with markers of being totally Black boy owned. Anointing her perfection with toddler nut. Sinking low for the promises his cock was making. The sight of his monstrous erection was something she could barely force a stalemate by serving. But the longer she waited, the more his influence grew.
"Paissurrrri"
The baby slurred, but Seiko understood.
With trembling hands, she laid him down on the stained mattress, her eyes never leaving the terrifyingly cock that jerked with excitement. The vibrant contrast between his deep black skin and her pale, oiled breasts was like a work of art, a visual representation of the unholy union that was about to take place.
Seiko took a moment to appreciate the juxtaposition of her duties and her actions tonight before positioning herself above him. Her heart was racing, her breath shallow, as she lowered her chest, the tips of her breasts wrapping around his thick shaft. As she began to move, her breasts enveloped him, her skin sliding against his, creating a rhythmic motion that made sloppy noises fill the room.
Squuuirrrlisk, squuuesshh, Schhhloorp~
"Fuck this thing is… way too big."
She sped up, muttering while thinking how unfair it was that this curse only seemed to manifest in brutish foreigners.
Tchhikka, thiickka, shlippl, thwik, sthwiskkk~
Hudson's eyes rolled back in his head as Seiko's breasts engulfed his cock, the warm, slick sensation sending waves of pleasure crashing through his body. His small, chubby hands reached up to clutch at her shoulders, more leverage to use this busty hag's boobs as a pocket pussy. He couldn't believe his luck, that his mother had hired this cowtit whore who was now forced to use her slutty milkers to get him off. His body responded to the exorcist's touch as if she were a succubus sent to bring him to climax.
The musky scent of his arousal grew stronger as she worked him over, her tits bouncing with the motion, the friction sending sparks of pleasure through his entire being. His hips bucked upwards, his cock straining against the soft confines of her flesh, the precum flowing freely, coating her breasts. The sound of her flesh slapping against his would have caused any male familiar with Seiko melt into jealousy from the noise alone. Unmistakable noises that only got made between desperate pleasure seekers.
Seiko felt the last vestiges of her moral compass slipping away as she stared at the monstrous, ink-black cock between her breasts. The sight of her own milky-white skin against the coal blackness of his shaft was like visual confirmation of the corruption that had taken hold of her. Her mind was a whirlwind of disgust and fascination, the two emotions feeding into each other like an ouroboros. With a snarl of lust and self-loathing, she leaned down, her glasses fogging up as she took him in her mouth. The taste sizzled over her tongue and wiped her mind of any hesitant thoughts. A gloopy, salty, exorbitant, cloying sperm flavour that burnt its way down her throat.
She worked it hard, bobbing her head with cheeks hollowing at each stroke. The flow of pre-nut was like an unholy communion that toddler fed her. He didn't care how much she struggled to swallow it, or the damage it was doing to her soul or the way each gulp steamer he brain further toward the precipice of breaking completely, he just wanted to cum. The more Seiko tasted, the more she craved. Her hand slid down to cup his tight, plump balls, her fingers tracing the soft, velvety skin as she took him deeper, her gag reflex long forgotten. The sounds of her slurping and his muffled moans filled the room. His fat orbs were like the large round bells on her shrine, except jingling these only let her feel the oatmeal thick sloshing of dense nut that was rotting in his balls. Thick, nasty nigger cum that was now bound to make spurt then drink down every drop like a good Asian cumslut.
Hudson's eyes rolled back in his head as the sensation of Seiko's wet, warm mouth engulfing his cock sent him spiralling into new levels of bliss. He loved feeling of her soft, skilled tongue sliding along his shaft. His little body arched off the bed, his legs kicking in the air as she worked him over. And then she did something that made his eyes snap open in surprise and delight. She took his balls into her mouth unasked. Seiko's nose buried in his crotch, her cheeks bulging with the girth of his testicles as she huffed and sucked on them like a starved animal. The sound she made was obscene, a guttural, snuffling noise that resonated his tiny body. His cock grew even harder at the sight of her, the woman who had been sent to purify him now reduced to worshipping his fat, dark, greasy horsenuts. The feel of her breath hot on his sensitive flesh was almost too much to bear, and he could feel himself getting closer and closer to the first full sperm extraction.
Seiko's glasses slid down her nose as she took Hudson's swollen, hairless balls into her mouth, her cheeks bulging with the effort. Her tongue swirled around them, lapping at the salty, sticky mess that covered them, her eyes glazed over with lust. The sight of the mature shrine exorcist acting in such a depraved manner was thrilling, her mind whirlwind as memories of chants and rituals flew away, her lusty body preparing room to commit a hundred new techniques to pleasure Hudson to memory.
" MMMMMMrrrppphmhhh God your fat toddler nuts REEK like shit. How does a brat even get this filthy . God you're still got that slave stink on you, nnuuggh I love it~♡"
Seiko felt the toddler's balls tighten in her mouth, a sign of his impending climax. Her hand snaked down to massage them, feeling the slimy precum ooze over her fingertips as she worked him into a frenzy. She could almost hear the nigger sperm churning within, eager to be released into the world.
'Typical niglet brat, so eager to impregnant pure and sacred Japanese pussies that his nut is basically throbbing in his 8-ball sized nuts.'
Her own arousal grew with every twist and squeeze, her pussy dripping wet with the thought of what was to come.
'This young and built to cum!? Some are just born different… more savage~'
Seiko's took a moment to take a bump of bratstink off his steaming sack before retuning her mouth to the shaft, feeding the Black snake into herself.
"So eager to fill me with your black devil spunk, aren't you?"
She could feel the tension in his body building, his muscles tightening like a bowstring ready to snap. Every spare muscle drafted in to tighten and make his cumshot that much more orgasmic. His massaged, pampered balls were in heaven and it was time for her lips to confront his obsidian obelisk.
The toddler's eyes rolled back in his head, his tiny body quivering with pleasure as Seiko's mouth closed around his cock once more. He could feel the warmth of her breath, the slickness of her saliva as she took him deep into her throat. Her cheeks hollowed out as she sucked him with a vigour that was terrifying, her throat muscles working overtime to accommodate his girth. His hands clutched at the bedspread, his nails digging into the fabric as he tried to hold on to reality. Seiko was going to deepthroat his meat if it cost her sanity and that included his.
Seiko's throat convulsed as she took Hudson's cock deeper, the muscles in her neck straining with the effort. Spit and throat slime coated her glasses, obscuring her vision and making her cough and choke around his thick shaft. The taste of him was a bitter, foul poison, but she couldn't get enough. Her eyes watered as she fought to keep her airway clear, her hand wrapped tightly around the base of his cock to keep him in place. The sound of her gagging only seemed to excite him more, his hips bucking up to meet her mouth. Her thoughts were a chaotic mess of pleasure and self-disgust, her mind a battleground for the demonic whispers that urged her on.
Hudson's body stiffened as he reached the peak of his pleasure, his overfed toddler ego demanding release. His cock pulsed in Seiko's mouth, the pressure building until he could no longer hold it back.
"aabaaauuggghhh NUUUGHH AIAIIIIUUGHHHHHH~"
With a screechy roar that seemed to shake the very foundations of the room, he came, his seed erupting into her throat like a geyser. Seiko's eyes rolled inward as she watched the firehose of dark dick inflate with nut and then the spurting heat and heavy dominance as she felt it SPUUUUUUURTTT HARD into her sacred stomach.
She gagged and choked, her eyes bulging with the effort to swallow the obscene amount of cum that filled her mouth. It weighted in her, the cum didn't even have to touch her tongue before the taste flooded her senses, nasty sperm fumes getting backed up and bringing the sensation to her, cooking her tastebuds and broiling her brain in cumstink, a bitter reminder of the corruption that had claimed her. Yet, even as she fought for air, she found herself eagerly swallowing, her throat muscles working overtime to accommodate the foul torrent.
As Hudson's cock throbbed and spurted its dark essence into her throat, Seiko felt a profound sense of degradation wash over her. Her body had become a mere receptacle for the toddler's seed, a cumdump for sinfully young desires. She had lost control of the situation, her mind now a playground for the twisted thoughts that the animalistic youth fed her.
Her mouth filled with the toddler's cum, she had never felt so used, so completely claimed by something so vile. Her eyes watered and her nose ran as she struggled to keep from gagging, her cheeks flushed with the effort to accommodate his massive load. His cock was a black obelisk of sin, and she was the altar upon which it sacrificed her purity. Each pulse of his orgasm sent waves of warmth into her stomach, a disgusting feeling that she couldn't ignore. This was how foreigners came here and trampled all over the culture and women. Everything from being welfare leeches while salarymen sweated during overtime to using their most sacred women as sperm toilets, filling their stomachs like a used condom.
Seiko felt the full weight of Hudson's monstrous cock in her throat, the girth stretching her limits as she struggled to keep her composure. His cum shot into her like a stream of liquid nightmare, filling her mouth and threatening to overflow down her chin. She had never felt so utterly defiled, so completely used and discarded. The pressure grew, the heat of his semen scalding her tongue and throat, until she could feel it sliding down into her belly like a river. Her thoughts were drowning in the depravity of the act, her mind a battleground between the shrine maiden she once was and the slut she had become. The light of her purity had been snuffed out, replaced by the dark fire of the demon's lust. She had been Blacked beyond redemption.
It was this realisation that pulled her psyche back from the brink. Seiko realised she had been letting the hotboxed musk of the room and a godly huge cock dictate her actions. Trapped and overpowered in a magic circle was no excuse for losing all of her morals. She had to turn this around now .
With a final, desperate gulp, Seiko managed to swallow the last of Hudson's unholy seed. She pulled her mouth away from his cock, gasping for air, her eyes watering and her nose running. She sat up, her chest heaving with the effort of breathing again. The monstrous black cock slipped from her throat with an obscene pop, leaving a trail of thick cum on her chin. The taste of his cum lingered on her tongue, a bitter, ashy flavour that seemed to taint her very soul. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, smearing the jello-thick sludge across her cheek, and glared down at the toddler with a mix of disgust and fascination.
"You little black devil. Look what you've done to me. You've defiled this pure, Asian body with your demonic seed. How dareyou, you little nigger . I'm a shrine exorcist, not some whore for your kind to breed with!"
The rage boiling within her was a direct response to the violation she'd just experienced. Her hand hovered over his still-throbbing cock, the desire to claim some semblance of control in this twisted situation burning like a wildfire in her belly. She grabbed his shoulders, pushing him down onto the stained mattress with surprising strength, her eyes never leaving his.
"You want a piece of this?"
She growled and slapped her ass hard enough to send a spray of oil droplets across the room.
"You want to fuck me like a little savage?"
Her words were like a serrated knife, slicing through the air with a brutal edge. She reached behind her, gripping his shaft and guiding it to her slick, puffy pussy entrance.
"Then I'll make sure you remember who's in charge."
With a vicious snarl, she slammed down onto him, her thick thighs parting to accommodate his size as she began to ride him in a frenzy, her tits bouncing with every bounce of her hips.
Hudson was too young to understand the complexities of what was happening, but he knew he liked the feeling of power that surged through him as she impaled herself on his demonic cock. He also knew that emptying his balls down her throat was the best feeling he had had in his short life and was keen to do it again, in as many hot, wet tight holes as this new plaything of a woman had to offer him. One deepthroated nut and he was a cumming addict and ready clamber her body like a horny monkey.
He reached up, his chubby hands gripping her waist as he bucked his hips to meet her thrusts, his body moving with a precocious instinct that belied his age. The sound of their skin slapping together was the only music in the room. Her breasts swung wildly, their pendulous weight slapping against her chest as she bounced on him. Hudson looked up at her with a smug grin, pulling her nipple hard to get her attention and make her look down.
"Slut… fow… Black cawk."
He sneered and pointed. His appraisal was unflinching. Seiko didn't even slow their coupling, just gave a dismissive 'Tch.' which continuing to let his beast of a rod pulverize her womb. The feel of his monstrous cock stretching her was just too good, a thick black pole that seemed to steal a piece of her soul with every thrust. With her pussy clenching around him as she tried to regain some semblance of power. Her voice filled with venom even as she bounced every bit of jiggling flesh she was blessed with, abs tight and taught as she worked her form up and down his shaft
"I'm not your slut. I'm the one who's going to save your soul, even if it means I have to fuck the demon out of you."
Her hips ground against his, her breasts jiggling with the force of her movements. She leaned forward, her face a mask of twisted pleasure and disgust, her glasses askew on her nose. Her teeth clenched with the effort to hold back her own moans of pleasure. She didn't want to be a fuck toy to a snotty squirt but she couldn't deny how good his cock felt.
Hudson's tiny body thrashed, childish giggles as she slammed down onto his cock, each impact sending a jolt of pleasure through his body. Great, meaty PLAPs that brought all of her thickness to bare against his shaft. Bouncing jugs and rolling tides of assmeat that she threw around like a paid whore. The sensation of her tight, wet cunt enveloping fuelled the demon within. His chubby fingers dug into her thighs, leaving red marks in their wake as he urged her to bounce.
"Fas-tah, whoore. Take it." 'Take my big black cock and learn your place.'
Seiko could paraphrase, raising her elbows up, exposing her armpits and putting her palms against the back of her neck to her perfect Jap tits bounced even more delectably for him. Her jiggles were just like debauched version of a mobile above a baby's crib. His cock buried to the hilt inside her with every thrust. The room was a cacophony of wet, slapping sounds and animalistic noises. The toddler's face contort in pleasure, his mouth open, an elongated, lips drawn-up gasp of base pleasure. He humped like a un-house-trained puppy. He hollered like a rabid ape at his own cock being spoilt rotten. The obscene sight of his Black cock disappearing between her thighs was a constant reminder of the power he wielded. Seiko at his whim, she might as well have been wearing a collar and a leash in the infant's hand.
Determination needed constant summoning as she rode the demonic toddler, her breasts bouncing in a frenzy of depravity. The smell of their mingling sweat and the thick scent of his musk was getting her giddy, even with the high tolerance for both booze and spiritual shenanigans. She planted her hands on the bed, her knuckles white with the effort, and began to buck back onto him, her ass cheeks clapping with every movement. She moved her hips in a way that no self-respecting shrine exorcist should ever know. The mattress groaned in protest beneath them, the springs squeaking in time with their depraved rhythm.
The toddler reached up, his small hands finding her ample breasts and squeezing them with surprising strength. His fingers pinched her nipples, rolling them between his thumb and forefinger until she gasped in pain. A dozen more rabid jackhammer thrusts up to met her gravid bounce Seiko was cumming again, piercing her cervix on Hudson's rod.
"AAIIIGHGUUUGH NNGHGH FUCKINNNG BRATTTTT~"
While her brain was bluescreening, she was frozen with her arms up, elbows to the sky and locks in cumming. Hudson pulled his length out of her then did a full body spin to whack his open palm against the small of her back, sending her twitching body to the floor. And then, with a wicked grin that looked wrong on such a young face, he reached down and slapped her ass.
THWICK!!
The sound was like a gunshot, reverberating through the room and leaving a red handprint on her pale, fleshy cheek. He watched with glee as she winced, the pain only serving to ignite her orgasm to another few long seconds of overstimulation, her cunt squirting in submissions once more. He slapped her again, the sound echoing off the walls, and she moaned, the sound a strange blend of pleasure and pain as her cuntbuster of clenching delight was extended again.
Seiko felt the sting of Hudson's hand on her ass and it bloomed into an overwhelming masochistic desire to be dominated by the child. Her thoughts were a blur of images. Of herself as a powerful shrine maiden, and of the urchin toddler with his inhumanly large cock, her body writhing in ecstasy beneath him.
"Fuck me like the hung little savage you are."
Hudson nodded as Seiko's words fell from her lips. He stepped up to where her pleasure saturated body lay, her heart-shaped ass still risen and ripe. A drawn out slick noise was heard as he re-entered the familiar feeling of her insides, except now he had a huge Asian booty to spank and play with as he fucked. Seiko lay there, her tits sloshed out and cushioning the brutal doggystyle pounding she was getting, her tongue out and eyes turning upwards for every delivery of orgasm into her.
The by felt it was time to surprise his bitch, his cock sliding out of her soaked pussy and pressing against her tight, untouched asshole. He felt the tension in her body, the unspoken protest of her final bastion of purity, but he was beyond caring. His woken lust had fully taken hold, and it demanded total submission from this caked up GILF whore.
"Now H-Hudson. Let's just think about this."
The first time she had bothered to say his actual name, but it was no deterrent. Seiko's body stiffened as she felt the head of Hudson's monstrous cock nudging against her asshole. Despite the horror of the situation, she found herself leaning into probing. The priestess felt the tip of his shaft breach her, she couldn't help but whimper. The pain was sharp, a spreading hollowing sensation that was different to the warmth and fullness she'd felt in her pussy, but she knew that if she didn't fight it and relaxed then it would go a little easier for her body
" Nuughg~ Do your worst."
But even as she said the words, she could feel her body betraying her, her ass clenching around the invading member, her pussy gushing with need. With a gleeful gurgle, Hudson's hips began to buck in earnest, his cock sliding deeper into Seiko's ass with each thrust. His small, chubby hands roamed her body, grabbing and squeezing her as much of her pale pumpkin ass as he could spread his arms around. The path through her tight Asian ass had to be rewritten as the big Black cock forced its way in.
Seiko's anus was plugged, plunged and plundered, kiddy cock seeking every bit of tightness to defile. She bit her lip to keep from screaming, her eyes watering with each brutal thrust. Her pride was shattering with every wet, slapping sound that filled the room, her ass cheeks jiggling obscenely with the force of his movements. Despite her resolve to resist, she couldn't help the way her body responded, her pussy clenching with a desperate need for release. The demonic toddler's grip on her hips was like iron, guiding her down onto his cock as he fucked her with the enthusiasm of a hyperactive brat. Each plunge into her bowels sent waves of agony that collided with waves of dark pleasure, leaving her gasping and trembling.
She could feel the toddlers power growing with each moan she couldn't suppress, her own orgasm approaching like a runaway train. Her body getting turned into the playground of a disrespectful niglet with an oversized bitchtamer. Her asshole stretched to accommodate the monstrous size, the pain giving way to a depraved kind of euphoria that made her question her very sanity while her pussy applauded her resolve with masochistic squirting at every thrust she took.
The boy revelled in her squirms and whimpers. He slapped her ass again and hilted into her guts, the shrine maiden cumming from her ass with a tongue out ahegao that was an insult to any patron deity in her pantheon.
The hours stretched into an eternity as Hudson's relentless assault on Seiko's body continued. The toddler's strength was unnatural, his tiny frame moving with the vigour of a creature possessed. All she could do was moan and beg for more. Her pussy was slick with need, the friction of his cock in her ass making her stomach bulge in a way that rubbed the underside of her clit with the veiny shaft, driving her closer and closer to the edge. The tiny child was growing into a twerp who enjoyed inflicting the most extreme full-body orgasms on his prey and Seiko was the most delicious target he could have wished for. Mature body, huge tits, haughty attitude and Asian gyatt, all in need for Black toddler correction.
His mother, uncaring or somehow unaware of the depraved events unfolding in her own home, called out from the other room.
"What's going on in there? Seiko, you're not letting those big tits of yours distract my boy, are you?"
"Nnuuuuuuggghgh~♡"
The only answer she could give was another pleasure wave as she was reminded of the context of her shame outside of this cramped fuckfest of a bedroom.
The door to the bedroom swung open with a creak. In the doorway stood a beautiful, yet exhausted, black woman, her eyes narrowed with suspicion as she took in the scene before her.
"Hudson, baby, what's happening here?"
"Look Mama, Jap whore. Moo moo."
"Yes sweetie, Moo moo, she does have obscene cowtits, that's my clever boy."
Seiko wanted to plead for Ms. Brown to break the ritual circle and end this. But the women didn't seem perturbed by anything going on.
"My baby's right. It's your fault for having such oversized jugs. You deserve to be a Blacked shota slut."
Seiko's heart sank as Hudson's mother walked away, leaving her to her fate. The toddler took this as a sign of approval, his grip on her hips tightening. He resumed his vigorous pounding, his cock seeming to grow even larger with each thrust. Her eyes rolled back in her head as she took the brunt of his enthusiasm. The sound of the door closing was the final nail in the coffin of Seiko's dignity. Hours stretched on into the dawn.
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Seiko emerged from the room, her body was a map of bruises and bitemarks. Her breath came in ragged pants, her eyes glazed over with a mix of pain and pleasure. Her once-indomitable spirit now a broken and collared steed to the toddler in her arms. Hudson was clung to her body, his mouth latching onto her engorged nipple like a starving newborn to its mother's breast. Her tits, swollen and sensitive, bounced in time with his movements, the large, plug-like nipples standing erect and begging for attention. Despite her exhaustion, she felt an overwhelming need to reach climax still and let the brat use her nipple like a chewtoy. Her belly bulged with the dozen loads injected into her sanctity by the dripping Black cock hanging from the toddler, still half hard even now.
Seiko stumbled out of the room, her legs unsteady. Hudson remained attached to her, his teeth sinking into the tender flesh of her areola, his tiny body wrapped around her like a serpent. His cock bobbed with each step she took, leaving a trail of sticky cum on her thighs.
Mrs. Brown stirred from the armchair she had fallen asleep in, waiting for the 'exorcism' to be complete.
"Took you long enough. My baby have his fun?"
Seiko nodded blankly, just staring straight ahead.
"Well you kept him out of my hair for once. I got to catch up on my stories. I think I'm gonna book you every night this week!"
Seiko shuddered as another orgasm rocked her broken brain, the teething toddler abusing her teat until her cunt squirted some leftover cum onto the floor.
"S-sure… every night… this week."
(A/N https://archiveofourown.org/works/64122217)