Chapter 44: Mea Yanai
Ever since Azami established Central, the academy had been flooded with Shokugeki matches aimed at dismantling the remaining autonomous organizations—what people were calling the "remnant hunt."
Once, Etsuya's bribery of judges had rendered Shokugeki meaningless, but Soma's victory over him changed everything. Thanks to Isshiki's behind-the-scenes work, not only had cheating been eliminated, but a new rule was added: Central was now required to accept any Shokugeki challenge issued by the old autonomous groups.
The last few days had turned into one endless Shokugeki festival—like a bargain sale for food battles. It was a war between those trying to protect their places and those trying to steal them. In a world of survival of the fittest, the winner was justice. The losers had only two choices: quietly accept dissolution or drop out and leave the academy.
Since I didn't care about regular cooking classes and wasn't part of any seminar, research society, or club, the whole thing felt like someone else's problem.
…Until someone asked me to fight in their place.
The girl who bowed her head and begged was from the Western Cuisine Research Society.
I'm not bragging, but I'm popular. Other students see Alice clinging to me, me reading in the library with Ryo, or walking side-by-side with Miyoko. It's common knowledge.
And as the saying goes, popular guys stay popular. Once the girls realized I wasn't actually dating Alice and the others, I started getting approached constantly. Eldest son of a wealthy family, outstanding cooking skill, decent face, tall—there was no way I wouldn't be popular at this school. Since I only planned to touch named characters from the original story, I politely turned down every invitation from regular students.
I usually kept a friendly cat-like persona around campus, so I was extremely approachable. I figured there was no need to make enemies, but the downside was that people started dumping troublesome requests on me. Refusing would have been more of a hassle, so I reluctantly accepted.
But I never do anything for free.
If I was going to take on a pain-in-the-ass job, there had to be a benefit. So I did a little behind-the-scenes work and guided Central's chosen chef—the one who would become my opponent—right where I wanted him. The non-Elite-Ten members participating in the remnant hunt were all arrogant pricks with nothing but pride. A little provocation and they bit the hook instantly.
They must have carried some serious inferiority complexes. They were drunk on the idea that they were the "chosen ones" and had zero resistance to taunting. Since most of them were upperclassmen, the fact that the provocation came from a younger student probably made it even more effective.
The result of the Shokugeki was an overwhelming victory, of course. The Western Cuisine Research Society was safely preserved, and I gained a new woman.
A perfect win-win. —Except for the girl who lost to me, that is.
"Ahahaha!! Hahahaha!! ~~~!!! …!! AHAHAHAHA!!!"
Second-year high school. Mea Yanai.
The upperclassman who had taken the bait of my provocation and was now my newest woman undergoing training. Out of all the chefs taking part in the remnant hunt, she had been my favorite. Those dull, lifeless eyes. That condescending way of speaking and that mocking laugh. She had such strong "bratty girl" energy that just looking at her made me want to put her in her place. Huge breasts, great figure, and she wore her chef uniform with a miniskirt like she was asking for it. I decided on the spot that I would break her.
She seemed to love looking down on people and laughing at them, so I was currently tickling her to my heart's content. I had stripped off her uniform, leaving her in nothing but a bra and panties. Watching her laugh hysterically in such a pathetic state was so ridiculous it made me grin.
I had added the condition "become my errand girl" to the Shokugeki victory and summoned her to my room. After laying her on the bed, I tied her arms and legs so she couldn't move, then went to town tickling her defenseless sides with my fingers.
"Ahyahyahaha!! F-Fingers! Ahahaha! S-Stop… ahyahyahahahaha!!"
"You love laughing, right? Then laugh more. It's cute."
Mea kept laughing, tears and drool flying everywhere. I had been tickling her nonstop for nearly an hour. Time for the next stage.
"All right—stop."
"Ahaha… haa… haa… haa…!"
I pulled my fingers away and let her breathe.
People tend to think tickling is light, but it can be used as torture. It stimulates hypersensitive skin and keeps the victim trapped in continuous respiratory hell. Laughing itself burns a surprising amount of stamina, so the longer it goes on, the more unbearable it becomes.
"Now then… shall we bring out the toys?"
"…Eh? T-Toys…?"
"Yeah, toys. Your body's completely tuned to tickling now. My fingers are getting tired too, so let's make this easier on me. Hmm, which one should I use~?"
I had some stress built up from dealing with Azami. Mea could help me relieve it.
"Let's start with the classic—feathers. Tickling the soles of your feet with these is insanely good, you know?"
"Th-That's… impossible…"
"Aww, then… how about a brush? Just stroking you with the tip will make you laugh so hard it feels gross, right?"
"~~~!!"
Mea shook her head frantically, eyes full of tears.
Every trace of the arrogance she had shown during the Shokugeki was gone. She had been reduced to a weak, trembling girl.
"So selfish… Fine, then I'll use this."
What I pulled out was a custom scalp massager designed specifically for tickling. The effect was overwhelming. This was my first time using it, so I was actually a little excited. It was also my first time breaking a girl with tickling, so I owed Mea some thanks.
"Here, it resonates deep inside your head. I'll go nice and slow."
"…Nnh!? Nmu… nfu… fuhi…!"
"Oh, nice… Heh, you're getting wet from tickling? Valuable data."
I hadn't noticed while I was focused on tickling, but Mea's panties were already soaked. A flood, even though I hadn't touched her directly. She was turning out to be more fun than I expected.
While continuing with the scalp massager, I stroked her sides with the brush. Overwhelmed by the goosebump-inducing sensation, Mea let out vulgar laughs with no way to resist.
"Uwahahaha! Ahyahahaha!! P-Please! No more! Stop—ahyahahahaha!!"
"Haha, you finally pissed yourself. You're really letting it all out. Good thing I recorded this~ What great footage."
Thirty minutes after switching to dual tools, Mea's lower-body brakes failed and she wet herself hard. Tears of shame streamed down her face, yet she kept laughing. The adorable sounds she made while showing me that perfect ahegao face had my cock fully hard.
"So how does it feel? Being laughed at while someone looks down on you?"
I stopped the tickling and asked in a voice dripping with sarcasm. Girls like her don't change unless you break them completely. If she went out into society like this, she'd become a terrible adult. As the man who had laid hands on her, I would take responsibility and hammer some proper discipline into her.
"Didn't your parents ever teach you not to do to others what you hate having done to you? Now you understand a little how the people you mocked felt. You're not the predator—you're the prey."
"…Nha… I-I'm sorry… It was my fault…"
"Good girl. That's all I wanted to hear. Sorry about that, Mea. It must have been rough, huh?"
When she heard my words, Mea smiled for the first time since entering the room. After nothing but the whip, a little sugar made her obedient instantly. Classic abusive technique. For this type of girl, it worked best.
"Hey, Mea. You don't want to be tickled anymore, right?"
"!! N-No…! Please… no more tickling…!"
"Then let's do something else. —Let's have sex."
I untied her arms and legs so she could move. I stripped off her bra and panties, leaving her completely naked, then spread her legs in an M-shape.
I parted her twitching, dripping pussy with my fingers and pressed my erect cock against it. She had looked like the type who got around, but I could see her hymen—she was a virgin. The head of my cock nestled perfectly against her entrance, ready to enter.
"I'm going to put my cock inside you now, Mea. You're happy, right?"
"…B-But… if we do that… I might… get pregnant…"
Even with her mind hazy from exhaustion, she still understood the risk of sex. That was exactly why forcing myself on her against her better judgment had meaning. I'd make sure she took the morning-after pill later.
"Or do you want more tickling?"
"—!!?"
"Choose. Tickling… or sex. Pick whichever you like better, Mea."
"…Th-That's…!"
Mea's answer was obvious. I hadn't really given her a choice. She hesitated for a split second, then grabbed her own legs and spread them even wider.
"S-Sex… please… Put your cock… inside me… So please… no more tickling…!"
"Call me Shogo, not 'you.' Got it?"
"Y-Yes! Shogo-kun! I want Shogo-kun's cock inside me!"
"Good girl, Mea. Then let's do exactly what you asked."
"Ah… ahaha… Thank you…!"
She must have been incredibly relieved to be freed from the tickling, because Mea gave a genuinely relaxed smile. Her body was limp and the pain of her first time probably wouldn't be too bad. Since she was willing to accept it quietly, I decided to be gentle.
"…I'm putting it in."
"…Nguu—!"
My cock slid straight through her folds. Thanks to all the tickling, her pussy was already loose; the head reached her cervix smoothly and her hot insides wrapped tightly around me.
"Ngh, you're burning up inside, Mea. You okay?"
"…Kaha… Nha! Nn! Aahn!"
There was no pain. She was clearly confused by the unfamiliar feeling of something foreign inside her, but she was feeling pleasure just as strongly. Normally I would play with her nipples and clit here to enjoy her reactions, but I decided to try something new and tickled both her sides with my hands.
"—!? Nnh— ahahahahaha!! W-Why!? You said no more tickling—uhya! AhahahaHAHAHA!!"
"Whoa~ You're clamping down hard. Nice and tight."
The moment I tickled her, her pussy squeezed even harder. It had been a playful move, but I got lucky. I started thrusting so I could enjoy the newly tightened grip.
"Best feeling ever! Mea! You've got talent! Come on, moan louder for me!"
"Nnah! Feels so good! Ngh! It's rubbing—!! My head… is going completely white—!!"
After thrusting however I wanted for about fifteen minutes, I changed positions without pulling out. I moved from missionary to doggy style, then covered her body with mine and put my full weight on her.
In that prone-bone position I crushed her cervix. Her narrow insides squeezed my cock like they were trying to milk out every drop of cum. My own climax was already building.
"I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum, Mea—!!"
"Nghaaaaah—!! …Ngi! Kaha…!"
I buried myself to the hilt and pumped a huge load straight into her womb. It was definitely enough to knock her up. The pleasure was so intense my vision flickered.
"…Whew. That was a big one."
"…Nn… Nha… Ahn…"
When I pulled out, the usual flood of cum poured from her pussy. I stroked her trembling ass while I forced my tongue into Mea's mouth as she basked in the afterglow of her orgasm.
"Juru… nchu… jupa… Nha…"
"You're so cute, Mea."
"…Aha… Sh-Shogo… kun…"
Her melted expression and voice. She was a completely broken female now.
Normal romance really was way more trouble than this. If I spent the rest of the night gently fucking her until morning, Mea would never be able to leave me again. This was the relaxing victory lap.
Second upperclassman after Nene.
Mea Yanai—complete.
"…The promotion exam is coming up soon. Time to get my head back in the game."
"Nchu… lero… You'll pass easily, Shogo-kun. There's no exam you couldn't clear… jupo… ngu… It's impossible for you not to."
Time had passed since the night I took Mea. We had fallen asleep together and woken up the next morning. Mea was now fully mine; she was lovingly sucking my morning wood with an adoring expression.
Today was a day off from classes, but I couldn't stay in bed forever. I had to get dressed and head to the Polar Star Dorm.
"…Hey, Shogo-kun… Aren't you going to put your cock in me again?"
"We did it plenty last night, you perverted girl. I've got things to do. I want to take a shower too."
"Muu… meanie. You're the one who turned me into a pervert, Shogo-kun."
Her tone right now was pretty nice. My rationality almost slipped for a second, but the timing was bad. If it had been anyone else, I would have pinned her down and given her a morning creampie.
"Can't. Central is making an important announcement today. I can't miss it. …By the way, aren't you a member of Central? Don't you have to go to the assembly or something?"
"It's fine, it's fine! I'd rather be with Shogo-kun than go to Central! I won't be selfish—just one kiss…?"
"…While we shower. Come on, let's go."
"Yay! I love you, Shogo-kun~!"
She was like a puppy. Among all the girls I'd broken at the academy, she was the first besides Alice to show her affection so openly. Though she was a completely different type from Alice.
"But you'll fuck me properly again later, right? …You can tickle me too."
"You mean you want to be tickled, right? Relax. You're my woman now, Mea. I'll train you as a chef too, so brace yourself."
In the end I ended up fucking Mea once more in the shower, so I barely made it in time to the Polar Star Dorm to watch Central's announcement.
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