What matters more
AnimeVore,GTS,GT,Shrink,Unbirth,AnalVore
chapter 36
by
copier
· original author:
somedude248
The entire world, hell, multiple words, could have been in danger thanks to the actions of two people, a situation beyond their control, and the ensuing desires that emerged.
Frankly none of it mattered to Ichigo. The second the titaness of a sexpot was on top of him, he began screwing her like his life depended on it. Nothing mattered besides completely screwing Orihime to exhaustion, not the fact that the others had long since left, not where they were, and certainly not the fact that both of them were nearing over four hundred feet tall, visible to the nearby city in nothing but their bare skin.
Obviously the people in said city, upon clearly seeing the form of two gigantic teenagers engaging in rough and tumble sex without care, did what any self-respecting Japanese city would do in the face of two giant creatures in the nearby forest. They panicked. Mobs littered the streets, tanks and soldiers from the self defense force began mobilizing, and everyone prepared for the worst despite the fact that neither really cared about anything except sex and their significant other.
Ichigo, you can't do this. It's not right. The responsibility you have outweighs any pleasure you may obtain.
"Who the hell said that?"
Looking on his right shoulder, Ichigo groaned at the sight. The still human sized form of Zangetsu, his zanpaktou, stood firm, his piercing gaze obviously supposed to represent some sort of moral side.
"Ichigo, you should know that something sinister is at hand. I don't care what feelings you have for the woman..."
Oh shut the hell up!
Looking to his left shoulder, Ichigo's groans went from mild to full blown scowls of annoyance. It was his Hollow half, or apparently something having to do with his conscience looking like his Hollow half.
"Leave him alone! It's not like he has anything else to do right now. He hasn't even taken Orihime from behind yet!"
"Oh yeah," Ichigo thought aloud, obviously unaware of all the positions he needed to try.
"Ichigo you moron, how is that going to solve anything?!" Zangestu yelled.
"It's not his fault that the kid has needs. Jesus, thanks you people in school were starting to call him gay."
"THEY WERE WHAT?!" Ichigo shouted.
"Well, prove them wrong."
"You act like any of this matters outside of his feeble ego."
"Well better satisfy his ego than look like a complete..."
"SHUT UP BOTH OF YOU!"
Neither good nor evil had a chance to plead their cases further. With one flick for each, he sent both of them a good several miles away, and his own perceptions back to reality, where Orihime's nipple waited to greet him. Instinctually, he licked it.
Within Ichigo's mind, now free from the voices trying to influence it prior, a small twinkle of responsibility began to emerge, but a forceful kiss from Orihime quickly stifled it. Try as he might to play the responsible, apathetic hero, banging his giantess girlfriend was way more important, and was hell of a lot more fun.
No! Once again, the tiniest fraction of resistance formed within his brain, the responsibility that he had been so famous in school for. It was obvious something was incredibly wrong, and screwing Orihime was only making things worse. How could he be so...
Boing
The normally inconsequential sound of Orhime's breasts bouncing right into Ichigo's face vibrated like a chorus of drums from every continent. This was what mattered, and it's not like he was hurting anyone. Quite the opposite.
"Ichi-kun, you feel so good..."
Frankly none of it mattered to Ichigo. The second the titaness of a sexpot was on top of him, he began screwing her like his life depended on it. Nothing mattered besides completely screwing Orihime to exhaustion, not the fact that the others had long since left, not where they were, and certainly not the fact that both of them were nearing over four hundred feet tall, visible to the nearby city in nothing but their bare skin.
Obviously the people in said city, upon clearly seeing the form of two gigantic teenagers engaging in rough and tumble sex without care, did what any self-respecting Japanese city would do in the face of two giant creatures in the nearby forest. They panicked. Mobs littered the streets, tanks and soldiers from the self defense force began mobilizing, and everyone prepared for the worst despite the fact that neither really cared about anything except sex and their significant other.
Ichigo, you can't do this. It's not right. The responsibility you have outweighs any pleasure you may obtain.
"Who the hell said that?"
Looking on his right shoulder, Ichigo groaned at the sight. The still human sized form of Zangetsu, his zanpaktou, stood firm, his piercing gaze obviously supposed to represent some sort of moral side.
"Ichigo, you should know that something sinister is at hand. I don't care what feelings you have for the woman..."
Oh shut the hell up!
Looking to his left shoulder, Ichigo's groans went from mild to full blown scowls of annoyance. It was his Hollow half, or apparently something having to do with his conscience looking like his Hollow half.
"Leave him alone! It's not like he has anything else to do right now. He hasn't even taken Orihime from behind yet!"
"Oh yeah," Ichigo thought aloud, obviously unaware of all the positions he needed to try.
"Ichigo you moron, how is that going to solve anything?!" Zangestu yelled.
"It's not his fault that the kid has needs. Jesus, thanks you people in school were starting to call him gay."
"THEY WERE WHAT?!" Ichigo shouted.
"Well, prove them wrong."
"You act like any of this matters outside of his feeble ego."
"Well better satisfy his ego than look like a complete..."
"SHUT UP BOTH OF YOU!"
Neither good nor evil had a chance to plead their cases further. With one flick for each, he sent both of them a good several miles away, and his own perceptions back to reality, where Orihime's nipple waited to greet him. Instinctually, he licked it.
Within Ichigo's mind, now free from the voices trying to influence it prior, a small twinkle of responsibility began to emerge, but a forceful kiss from Orihime quickly stifled it. Try as he might to play the responsible, apathetic hero, banging his giantess girlfriend was way more important, and was hell of a lot more fun.
No! Once again, the tiniest fraction of resistance formed within his brain, the responsibility that he had been so famous in school for. It was obvious something was incredibly wrong, and screwing Orihime was only making things worse. How could he be so...
Boing
The normally inconsequential sound of Orhime's breasts bouncing right into Ichigo's face vibrated like a chorus of drums from every continent. This was what mattered, and it's not like he was hurting anyone. Quite the opposite.
"Ichi-kun, you feel so good..."
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