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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      Highschool_DxD
  Relationship:
      Himejima_Akeno/Hyoudou_Issei, Rias_Gremory/Hyoudou_Issei
  Character:
      Hyoudou_Issei, Himejima_Akeno
  Additional Tags:
      Alternate_Universe_-_Harem
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      Published: 2015-09-12 Chapters: 1/? Words: 5898
****** Issei the Oppai Dragon of Procreation ******
by SokkaTheMan
Summary
     A long time ago, the three factions of the Christian monotheism
     gained enough followers to rule the majority of man. With their war,
     the Fallen Angels slayed the most worshipped deity on Earth, the
     Abrahamic God.
     At the same time Kronos, the Greek Titan of Time, foresaw the death
     of the Abrahamic God. He pleaded with the other pantheons to join him
     in pouring their energy into two Heavenly dragons. Powerful enough to
     contain the gender of man.
     The goddesses, desiring to no longer be under the footnotes of
     history, fought the gods where they could. The white dragon defeated
     the red too quickly for the gods’ favor. Feeling that their chances
     were lost, the gods accepted their new gender to goddesses, not
     knowing that indeed enough ‘male’ essence had amassed inside the Red
     Dragon.
     There would still be one male. The Sekiryuutei.
Notes
     I have asked the owner of God of Fertility the naruto fanfiction on
     fanfiction.net to borrow his idea and have been assisted by him in
     writing this. Please, go and read his original work: https://
     www.fanfiction.net/s/11452368/1/God-of-Fertility
A long time ago, the three factions of the Christian monotheism gained enough
followers to rule the majority of man. With their war, the Fallen Angels slayed
the most worshipped deity on Earth, the Abrahamic God.
At the same time Kronos, the Greek Titan of Time, foresaw the death of the
Abrahamic God.  He pleaded with the other pantheons to join him in pouring
their energy into two Heavenly dragons.  Powerful enough to contain the gender
of man.
The goddesses, desiring to no longer be under the footnotes of history, fought
the gods where they could. The white dragon defeated the red too quickly for
the gods’ favor.  Feeling that their chances were lost, the gods accepted their
new gender to goddesses, not knowing that indeed enough ‘male’ essence had
amassed inside the Red Dragon.
There would still be one male. The Sekiryuutei.
ODP
A brown haired woman stood in her front yard.  Her beauty was a sight to
behold, like the many flowers that graced the soil of her garden.  She too
graced the earth with her exuberant looks.  Opening her chestnut eyes she
looked lovingly at the nearby pond’s reflection of herself. It was hard to at
her current angle, owing to her belly, swollen for six months with a child.  
She noticed that her hips were getting wider still, which both pleased her and
made her a tad upset at the thought of her being perceived as fat.  Her breasts
had swelled an extra two cup sizes, large enough to nurture her soon to be born
child. The unnecessary size was putting a strain on her back. She turned to
look at her mid-back-long ponytail to see that the braid her lover had made for
her was beginning to come loose.
The door to her house opened as she saw her second lover walk out. She had long
blonde hair that was rather wavy, reminding the brunette of a lightning storm.
This woman had a pair of breasts that were nearly invisible on her, showing the
evidence of how the former male gender that gods used to have was rather
persistent. They were present still under the blue crop top she wore, revealing
her six pack that most of the former gods child still liked to sport.  The
blonde greeted her lover with a jovial smile, “My dear Aphrodite. How is our
child coming?”
Aphrodite smiled at her lover. “She’s coming along fine, Tsunami.  Are your
parents and niece going to be there for the birth?”
The offspring of Thor and Susanoo nodded excitedly. “Yes, they all will be
coming. Rossweisse is the most excited to have a cousin to play with.”
Aphrodite replied to her lover, “Your family is odd, treating a Valkyrie as
family. But, she will make a good older sister to little Issei-chan. I can’t
wait to meet her.”
Three_months_later,_Kuoh_General
Tsunami was standing out in the lobby with her family, arms folded in worry and
impatience. Even though Japan had been officially been declared neutral ground
by her mother’s family, the fact that her wife had gone into labor in a town
swarming with the Three Factions was a tad concerning for the cross-pantheon
goddess.
But, Aphrodite had insisted on it, as a show of the power that the Greeks still
had even. The Goddess of beauty was currently in labor and in her hospital
room. Tsunami had wanted to be by her wife’s side, but she had not been able to
handle her excitement for the small life exiting her wife. So, at the advice of
the midwife she was to wait outside with her mother and extended family.
Tsunami’s mother Thor had recently slayed the Serpent of Midgard and claimed
that she was running late from traffic.  But, Tsunami had heard through the
grapevine about the Serpent dying and knew her mother would be drinking up in
Valhalla, as was her custom.
Tsunami stiffened as she heard pain-filled screams drifting from the birthing
room. She made to walk to the door, but a large hand clamped on her shoulder.
“Relax,” sighed her parent, Susanoo, “That’s supposed to be happening. Labor is
extremely painful for human women, and your wife is currently in a human form.
Still, she’s a goddess, so neither of them are in any danger.” As the one who’d
given birth to Tsunami, Susanoo knew full well what she was talking about. With
her slender, gently curved form and long violet hair, in addition to her
elegant kimono, she was still the epitome
“I…I know that, mother. But still, I desire to be by my love’s side. To take
her pain if I can. To be her rock in this storm.”
Her mother rolled her eyes at her daughter’s unwitting pun.
After several long, nerve wrecking hours putting Tsunami through the works of
stress.  Thor had finally arrived with the help of her niece Rossweisse and had
to practically be dragged by the Valkyrie to the hospital. At last, the
screaming faded down, replaced by a higher-pitched wailing.
The midwife put her head out the doors with a look of worry. She said to
Tsunami, “Hyoudou-san?  Could you please come with me?  We have something
important to discuss.”
Tsunami worried asked with fear, “Is my wife and daughter alright?”
“This will need to be discussed privately,” the midwife replied simply.
“We’ll be here don’t worry,” Susanoo reassured her daughter.
“Go get ‘em slugger!” boomed Thor.
Rossweisse coughed from the beer breath as she was trying to inhale something
more fresh.  She unfortunately could only inhale more beer breath as her face
lost it’s color.  It was only her will and determination in her pride as a
Valkyrie-in-training that allowed Rossweisse to stand.  “Hey, you’re coming in
nicely,” commented Thor as she groped the right breast of the Valkyrie-in-
training.
Susanoo said as she became as terrifying as a storm, “Thor, Honey.”
Tsunami had walked through the doors shortly after seeing her mother’s ‘smile.’
Shuddering, she walked with the midwife into the maternity room to see her wife
lying exhausted in the bed.  She watched one of the nurses holding a cloth,
from which came the cries of a baby.
Tsunami saw the nurse appear worried as she said to the Goddess of Tidal Waves
and Coastal Storms, “Hyoudou-san, your child resembles the fabled male.”
A gasp came from Aphrodite. “You…what did you say?”
Tsunami asked as she walked over as if her feet were stepping through cement.
“What did you say?” she echoed.
Inside the cloth was a tiny infant with brown hair. His arm, which hung out of
the blanket, sported an unnatural red metallic plating on the hand with a round
green gem.  From the gem boomed the a voice of male pride. “This boy is the
current host of the Heavenly Red Dragon, Ddraig.”
Aphrodite conversed with the dragon, “But, the gods failed in their attempt.
 The White defeated you too soon.”
The dragon spoke with a booming voice, “Nonsense, I gave that battle up out
courtesy to help the Gods.  I let the white one think they had won, the white
dragon could never defeat me in a fair fight.”
Tsunami commented, “Sounds like a dragon’s pride if I ever heard it.”
Aphrodite said as if the world was ending, “What will this mean for our
little…boy?”
Draig replied as if drowsy, “Not much. He will grow up being influenced by the
world that he lives in. But, for now, my power is not enough. I must sleep. I
will return when young Issei can sustain me longer.”
ODP
As the years waned it became harder to hide Issei’s truth.  His constant
questions of why his mothers didn’t have the same thing between their legs as
him and why he wasn’t allowed to swim at the public pool quickly became tiring.
 They had done their best to make him accustomed to being a girl, but he found
the idea of wearing make up bothersome.  And he didn’t like wearing confining
clothes like corsets or tight jeans, instead opting for robes and kilts.
 Eventually, Issei would have to go to school after pestering his parents so
much about it.  And so they sent out a message with familiars to the three
factions of christianity and all the major heads of the pantheons of paganism.
Issei scratched at his thick brown hair nervously. He was at the age of ten now
and stared at all the grown up women with his big round innocent brown eyes.
 He wore his favorite red t-shirt with black robe that had the chest open
enough to show off his favorite shirt.
Sirzechs asked with her red hair flowing nearly to the ground and judging teal
eyes, “I will not believe that this child is a boy without some visual proof.”
Tsunami said to her young man, “Go ahead and show them.”
Issei pulled at his robe’s belt and opened up.  He showed them his red boxers
as he began to pull them down.  The group of women gasped as they saw that
Issei’s male organ hang between his legs. It was rather small, but nevertheless
most of the former gods grumbled jealously.  Sirzechs, having such jealousy,
said, “And you say that is a penis?”
Grayia hit her wife in the back of the head.  Azazel smiled as she said almost
creepily, “You know, it’s only gonna get bigger when he’s all grown up. Just
wait a few years the girls’ll be begging for some of that meat.  As long as
they are you could charge ‘em. Hm…hell. I’d pay for it! Hahaha!”
“Azazel!  Are you saying that we should pimp out our son?” hissed Tsunami
Issei looked up Aphrodite, “Mom, what does pimp mean? Can I be pimped?”
Aphrodite was boggled by her son wanting to be pimped out as if it were like
playing hide and seek. “Th-that’s something that’ll have to wait until you’re
older, son!” she stammered.
Gabriel, who wore a heart-shaped bra over her most heavenly breasts, piped up.
“Well, we should all have an agent reside in the residence to protect Issei and
make him feel like he has friends.”
Sirzechs smiled as she suggested, “My little sister would make a good friend.”
Serafall Leviathan, in her usual childlike form, suggested with a cute smile,
“Though my Sona-tan would be good too.”
Issei noticing her large bosom said with a smile startling the grown ups,
“Who’s Sona-chan, Oppai Senpai?”
Gasps came from Tsunami and Aphrodite as they chided their child, “H-hey, Ise-
kun! You can’t just call the Leviathan that!”
“No, no, it’s fine!” said the youthful, yet busty devil, waving dismissively
“Actually I kind of like it…hm…” She put a finger to her chin in thought.
“No, Rias will be it,” stated Sirzechs, putting her foot down.
Azael looked at Barakiel as she pointed her thumb at Issei. “What do you think?
Akeno or Raynare?”
Her general replied, “Raynare has been misbehaving lately, showing a rebellious
nature.  I’m more sure we can trust such an important mission with Akeno.”
Odin spoke up now. Her eye was covered by a blue patch, and she was as wizened
now as when she was a male. “Now, listen here, we should have a familiar agent
be his friend. I vote Rossweisse.”
Gabriel responded with, “And we’ll be having young Xenovia Quarta stick close
to little Issei.”
“What are agents?” Issei asked his mother.
Tsunami fielded the question for her wife who was still embarrassed from the
pimping question. “It’s just another way to say friend.”
Azael said with a grin, “Yeah and another term is handlers. Mmm they’ll handle
him good.”
“Don’t corrupt my son!” barked Aphrodite, pointing threateningly.
Issei, “When will I meet my handlers then Tsuna-kaa-chan?”
Tsunami sighed as she replied with a hand on her head, “Hopefully, not for a
few years.”
“Now, now,” said Odin chidingly, “What’s with that nonsense? They’ll be here
tonight.  And stop worrying, it’ll just make lines..”
“GRANDFATHER!” Tsunami shouted, finally livid.
ODP
Issei stood by the front door waiting as patiently as he could. When the
doorbell finally rang, as Tsunami was about to get the door, he ran by her, “I
got it Tsuna-Kaa-chan!”
“Hello!”  Said Issei with a cheer.
Issei opened his eyes to see four girls standing outside. as the flow of a
summoning circle vanished.  The property had a cloaking spell to make neighbors
think the girls had arrived by car.  Issei looked at the four in his normal
style of clothing being a black robe and red shirt.
The first girl he noticed was his cousin who stood with long, silvery hair with
a hint of lavender in it. She wore a simple, modest black suit, with a tight
skirt that reached her knees. The top hugged a pair of rounded, perky breasts,
but completely covered them from sight.  She wore a pair of open toe black
pumps with her outfit.  Rounding out the ensemble was a black beret making her
look rather cool and trendy to Issei.
The second girl was someone Issei could have mistaken as a shinto priestess as
he thought of Tsuna-kaa-chan’s temple servants. She wore a white top with long,
wide sleeves, and a pleated pair of red hakama pants. She had black hair tied
back in a long ponytail, a pair of bangs framing her face. The small smile on
her lips and purple eyes made Issei think of a regal woman who held herself in
a dignified manner…or at least someone trying to imitate one.  At the age of
eleven the girl was growing; she was already a few inches taller than him.
Issei turned to the third girl who had blue hair making him think she had an
odd hair color.  A single bang by her left eye was as green as grass. Her gold
eyes mesmerized the young boy, making him miss her lithe body, clothed in a
tight, black, quarter-sleeve top and tight blue jeans.  She wore a pair of
sneakers that were rather dazzling.
The final girl, feeling a little left out, coughed to catch his attention.
Finally Issei turned his attention the teal-eyed redhead.  She wore a soft, red
dress with the fabric looping around the back of her neck. It was a two-parter,
the top a full-body and the trim at the bottom being dazzling with sequins.
 And her layered scarlet skirt that matched her lower heel shoes.
“My name’s Issei, would you like to come in?” Grinning the brown ponytail boy
said.
The four girls introduced themselves and said their thanks as they walked in.
Rossweisse first girl said to her cousin, “Thank you, Ise-chan.”
“My name is Himejima Akeno, I am pleased to meet you.” the black haired
ponytail girl bowed as she walked inside.
The bluenette gave a nod of gratitude. “I am Xenovia Quarta, it is nice to meet
your acquaintance.”
“Thank you Issei-san. You can call me Rias.” The redhead gave him a smile as
she entered past him.
Issei closed the door and reached as best he could for the lock. Before he
reached it, Rossweisse locked the door for him with a smile.  “Thanks Ross-
onee-san.”
Rossweisee blushed just a tad as she said to him cheerfully, “You're welcome.”
Issei asked Tsunami, “Tsuna-kaa-chan, can I show my new handlers my comics?”
“Issei, we agreed that they would be called friends.” Tsunami chided her son.
Smiling Issi replied to his more fun mother, “Alright, can I show my friends my
comics, Tsuna-kaa-chan?”
“Go ahead. But, after that it’s dinner time.” Not being able to say no to her
little Tsunami replied with a smile of her own to Issei.
Issei proceeded to show the girls up to his room where his comics lay in wait.
Laughs were heard upstairs from Issei’s room, making Aphrodite smile as she put
plates down. She was happy that Issei could finally have friends, even if they
were there to only keep an eye on her son and probably get into his pants in
the future.  Sighing she decided she’d worry about that when the time came.
ODP
Issei, now at the ripe age of 14, walked around the house, still in feminine
clothings, but of a more manly fashion. His brown hair was tied a long ponytail
that ended at the bottom of his shoulder blades. It was bushy like a dog’s tail
and made made him look feminine when he had to dress a certain manner in
public.
He currently wore a red t-shirt with a fire-breathing dragon’s head on it. Its
skin was white with blue gems on it, apparently reminding his mother Aphrodite
of the ‘Vanishing Dragon.’ However, she didn’t say anything more on the
subject.  The bottom buttons were done up, covering everything below the waist.
Underneath that he wore a pair of red jeans, made more loose for him.
Unknown to the lad, he was being approached by a woman. With a cry, she
launched herself at Issei’s back and moved her hands up to grab at his flat
chest, making him yelp in surprise. Akeno pressed her plump, growing breasts
into his back with a giggle. “Ara ara, Ise-chan, when are you going to grow in?
You’re flatter than Rias-chan and that’s saying something!”
The aforementioned redhead gritted her teeth angrily. “Akeno-san, stop bringing
up my size!”
Issei looked to see a redhead who was madder than a badger. He should know, he
could be a rude ten year old. Indeed, Rias had a pair of pert breasts that were
smaller compared to Akeno, yes, but they were plenty big in his opinion. He did
know that he would never grow a pair after what his mother had told him, but
according to Tsuna-kaa-chan he had to keep up the appearance of a girl.
“Who knows when they’ll come in? Maybe they won’t at all!” he told Akeno,
squirming under her questing hands.
“Nonsense, these things just take time, Ise-chan,” said Rossweisse, striding
out of her room.  She wore a silver spaghetti-strap tank top with white jacket
with sleeves that went down half way her forearm with zippers on the sleeves.
 Her tight black pants brought a new meaning to junk in the trunk drawing
Issei’s eyes for the first time for some reason.
Groaning he grabbed his hand as he ran out of Akeno’s grasp.  The three blinked
in confusion as Issei ran from them.  Akeno looked at what Rias was wearing
noting the red light fabric sweater with yellow vest that adorned a hood.  Her
skirt was ruffled and was a deep scarlet.  Knowing Issei’s fashion choices
Akeno knew that she wasn’t jealous of what Rias was wearing.
Reviewing her own outfit in the hallway mirror she placed a hand on her waist
as she leaned on her right hip.  She looked at her lilac crop top and black
spandex short shorts, slightly covered by her purple microskirt.  Looking at
the cute black belly belt with studded amethysts that had an upside down ‘V’ on
the front, she noted that while daring for the first day of school that it too
shouldn’t make Issei-chan jealous.
Issei ran into the training room. He slammed the door and leaned against the
wall, panting. He looked down at his hand to see red metal lining his hand.  A
green gem was visible on his right hand as he said out loud, “What’s going on?”
The gem flashed as it spoke with a deep, echoing. “Hyoudou Issei, listen to my
words.”
Issei unbelievingly at the gem, eyes wide. No words could be formulated for
what was happening. Little did he notice the shadow from the training room’s
bathroom.
Inside the small room, listening to the mysterious voice speaking to Issei, was
Xenovia. Her tits were b-cups at best, but nice and perky, hugged tightly by a
blue tube top. The tightness of said top also hinted at the fact that she
neglected to wear a bra. Her short, multi-layered skirt was white and blue,
switching colors each layer.
The gauntlet tired of waiting for Issei to react spoke, “My name is Ddraig,
Issei.  I am a hundred thousand year old dragon, sealed inside what one would
call a Sacred Gear.  While your wind magic is natural from your mother Tsunami,
capable of summoning powerful whirlwinds and a forceful gale at best, you lack
with that power because of my presence. Your other mother Aphrodite’s powers of
beauty make those around you and yourself rather youthful. She also contributes
to your ‘stamina,’ but that is for another time. I’m here to tell you that you
are now able enough to sustain my power. As such, my power is yours to use how
you see fit.  However, I do desire to bring men back to this world. So, this is
a warning.  When your body’s sexual nature stirs, I will be there to best
ensure that the male gender continues.”
“Male?” Xenovia
Finally finding his voice, Issei asked, “Wait, male, do you mean what’s between
my legs?”
“Yes.”
What could be between Issei-chan’s legs that would make this dragon call him a
male? asked Xenovia again to herself growing more and more curious. Moreover,
why does Issei-chan have a Sacred Gear?
“For now, I shall leave you to your normal activities, but remember to heed my
warning.  I will arrive again.”
ODP
Twenty minutes later, Issei found himself on a bus, thinking about the
mysterious metal that had covered his hand. He was very confused, wondering if
he was hallucinating, but had the feeling that wasn’t the case. He felt a
little more comfortable in jeans lately instead of his robes, but perhaps that
was a mistake, he thought.  What if his mind was tricking him because he’d
abandoned his robe for a jacket that Akeno helped him pick out? What if this
was just a bad dream from stress? What if it was just 7th grade first week
jitters? He had decided that he still needed a few days of summer vacation so
he faked a day or two of being sick to kaa-san and Tsuna-kaa-chan.
Issei felt the bus come to a stop as he walked out off the bus.  Looking out he
saw hundreds of girls walking to the academy. He felt the sun hit him as he
began to inhale, but then let out a loud sneeze that. The gust of wind
generated from the action sent skirts flying, to loud squeals of shock. Rias
and Xenovia were the first to step off the bus right in front of him.
As their skirts flew up Issei saw Rias’s purple flower pattern silk panties,
alongside Xenovia’s daring blue panties with a pair of angel wing patterns sewn
on. Akeno’s voice was heard from behind Issei, her smile audible. “Ara Ara,
Ise-chan, sneezes that lift up skirts. That’s like some gimmick straight out of
an ecchi novel about a 10 year old perverted girl~”
Rias pushed down her skirt as she complained, “I expect this behavior from
Akeno-chan, not from you, Ise-chan!”
Issei saw the redhead putting on a strong front as she resumed walking towards
the school. Xenovia on the other hand still curious about this male gender
business asked Issei, “Does that stir you?”
Issei blushed quickly shook his head, “E-eh? What? N-no, uh, see you in class…”
Then he ran off.
Rossweisse got off the bus, asking Akeno, “What was up with Ise-chan?”
While Xenovia looked at the fleeing boy, she decided that if this secret were
to escape, it could damage the friendship the girls all held so closely. She
may have not known what a male was, but she did know that one did not keep
secrets from friends. But, until she could convince Issei it was safe to tell
the others his secret, she’d be a loyal friend and keep it.
ODP
Entering the gym locker room Issei looked at his watch. “Man, I’m so going to
be late!” he cried, moving to take off his shirt.
He saw Akeno changing as well, noting that she must have been late too. He had
somehow been given a more private locker, thanks to Tsuna-kaa-chan’s influence.
But unfortunately, they wouldn’t build him his own private locker room like
Aphrodite wanted.
“Oh, hello Ise-chan, just getting in?” Akeno greeted in high spirits as she
stood in her black push-up bra.
Blushing, Issei distantly felt a strange heat build up in his hand. “Uh, do you
really need to wear a push-up bra?” he asked
“Ara ara, don’t be jealous Issei. I’m sure yours will come in eventually.”
Smiling in good spirits Akeno jabbed verbally at Issei. True to her word,
something would indeed ‘come in.’ Just not what she thought.
Doubling over, Issei’s hand let out a green flash.  [Boost!] Boomed a familiar,
deep voice. Issei groaned as he felt a sudden pain in his lower stomach.
Akeno mistaking asked Issei, “Oh my, are you cramping?  I’ll go and let the
instructor know that we can’t attend.”
“No,” groaned Issei as he stumbled to the bench, but it was too late.  Akeno
had gone to tell the teacher that Issei was experiencing pain.
With her mission completed of informing the teacher Akeno walked back in her
school gym uniform. The white short-sleeved shirt fit her rather nicely along
with the purple bloomers. As she got back to Issei she noticed he was still
bent over.
Akeno noticed Issei’s hand and saw that it was red with a green gem. The
training her mother had been giving her these past four years was finally
coming to fruition. She walked over to him as she took his hand and said to
him, “Ise-chan, I know the strain you are under.”
“W-what do you mean?” Issei asked confused
“My mother four years ago began instructing me how to extract and distribute
sacred gear energy. Just give me your hand and I will get rid of your sacred
gear energy.” Akeno said to her friend.
Akeno delicately took Issei’s hand as she looked into his eyes still seeing the
eyes of a girl.  Her knees touched the floor as her plump breasts rested on
Issei’s waist.  Akeno told him tentatively, “Now, Ise-chan don’t get the wrong
idea about this. It’s just the help you.”
Akeno stuck out her tongue and gently licked his right index finger.  Issei
felt a shiver crawl through him as he felt the hot, slick muscle slide up
against his digit. In his underwear, Issei’s cock felt like it had doubled in
size, poking at Akeno’s breasts and surprising her.
“Eh? What’s going on with your pants Ise-chan?” As Akeno issued her inquiry,
she felt a warmth spread her chest and a surge of heat went into her nipples as
they poked through her bra and her gym sweater startling the girl. Being the
smart girl she was, she asked, “Is this the power of Aphrodite-sama or a sacred
gear?”
Akeno noticed that Issei had unbuttoned his jacket, showing that there was
something sticking out of his pants.  She swallowed in fear as she felt more
heat radiate from her body.  She asked in a whisper, “Could the ‘finger’ kaa-
san talked about be in Ise-chan’s pants?”
Moving a hand to the zipper she pulled on it as she moved her breasts off his
lap. Issei just sat there, half-mortified and half in pain from the strain his
cock was causing him. His friend squeaked as his hard organ sprang out, jutting
into the air when she pulled down his pants. “W-why aren’t you wearing any
underwear, Issei-chan? And why do you have s-something like that?” she
inquired, shocked.
Nervously, he tried to explain to Akeno, “Akeno-chan, you see Kaa-san and
Tsuna-kaa-chan say to act like girl to not scare any of my friends. But, I’m
actually a boy. Kaa-chan says that my thing is called a…penis.”
Akeno whispered in wonder as she felt her cheeks flush staring at it, “A
penis.”
She decided that perhaps she should treat the thing like she’d been going to
treat his finger.  Moving tentatively, she stuck out her tongue, touching it to
the folded skin that enveloped his tip.  Hearing Issei moan and let his head
roll made something inside Akeno take pride in causing him torment.
With more confidence and wanting Issei to make that cute noise again, Akeno
gave his tip another, slightly more confident lick. Listening to Issei’s yips
made Akeno repeat the action over and over, delighting both in the sounds he
made and then the taste of his cockhead. Feeling a rush from the control she
had and wanting to see what his reaction would be if she gave a long lick
instead of a series of shorts. She decided to take her tongue to the base of
his ten inches long penis. Looking up at his face she steadied his cock with
her hands as she dragged her wet tongue up the backside of his shaft.
Watching his head tilt back, his eyes sliding shut blissfully as he let out a
lengthy moan, made Akeno’s heart beat in excitement. Remembering what her moms
did as a greeting, she decided to administer a kiss to the cute prick that was
quickly growing on her in her judgement on what was cute or not.  As her lips
kissed the prick a sticky liquid that had been leaking out stuck to her lips.
 As she pulled back her lips the fold of skin pulled down.
Peaking through the folds of foreskin was Issei prick’s head that was swollen
and red.  It reminded Akeno of a turtle hiding in its shell.  Smiling with a
giggle she cooed, “Oh, Issei-chan’s turtle has finally come out of its shell.
 Perhaps, I will should make it more comfortable.”
“Akeno-chan, can I see your boobies?” Issei had no idea why he kept looking at
them. He just knew that they were drawing his focus and he wanted to see her
nipples. He knew that nothing special would happen from seeing her breasts, but
something inside him just had to see those plump tits!
Akeno blushed as she took her hands off Issei’s long cock. “Of course, Issei-
chan.”
Reaching to her waist she crossed her arms as she grabbed the hem of her gym
shirt.  Pulling it up and off Akeno shook her head as the tail snapped both
sides.  Her bra was beginning to feel uncomfortably tight, so she decided to
unclip it at the front, letting the undergarment fall off.
Issei gulped, mouth dry as he stared at the round, perky orbs. They bounced
free, as if in slow motion, into his lap, pink nipples already hardening in the
locker-room air. “A-Akeno-chan…they’re beautiful.”
Akeno blushed happily, feeling a swell of pride. She crossed her arms under her
prodigious bust and pushed them up, presenting them to Issei. “Would you like
to touch them?”
“Yes, please,” Issei said, minding his manners as he moved his hands down to
her breasts.  “Thank you, Akeno-chan.”
 
Groping her breasts Issei experimentally squeezed them making Akeno moan out.
 Issei saw her blush intensified as he flicked the nipple with his thumb making
the girl cry out in pleasure.  Akeno then said panting slightly, “Issei-chan,
you have inspired me to get rid of your sacred gear energy faster.”
Akeno took her breasts from Issei’s hands as she wrapped them around Issei’s
prick.  Seeing Issei place his hands on the bench and lean back with moans,
Akeno knew her theory was correct.  Deciding to move them around as she licked
and kissed the prick’s head, Akeno knew that she would pull out the sacred gear
energy.
Issei’s cute yips drove Akeno to continue licking the prick’s now delicious
head.  As if drilling for oil, Akeno’s tongue pronged on Issei’s slit as he let
out dollops of pre-cum.  Akeno was puzzled by the liquid’s tasty nature, but
chuck it up to the fact that sacred gear energy had to be at least tolerable if
a second party was expected to extract it from the host.  Still, it was rather
delicious and salty, like pretzels.  Deciding that it was rather delicious
Akeno delve in with more determination to make her cute little Issei-chan
squirm and yip to her skills as a priestess.
Issei felt the squeeze of Akeno’s breasts on his prick as he yipped out loud.
 This was by far the best thing he had ever felt ever more better than any
massage he got from doing all the heavy lifting as the buffest ‘girl’ around
the house.  Issei heard Akeno say to him in a teasing manner, “You’re yipping
just like a puppy.  Are you a good puppy?  Huh huh?  Yes, you are, oh yes you
are.”
As if his prick heard the beautiful woman the prick pulsed as it’s sticky head
hit her cheek.  Like it was the tongue of an affectionate puppy and deciding
that the prick deserved some love Akeno kissed the head with a giggle.  
As Akeno’s lips touched Issei one last time he felt his body break.  His hand
flashing a green light as it broke apart and vanished, Issei felt his body
relax as if something was exiting his body.  And something did, his first
ejaculation that spurted forth from him rope after long rope all over Akeno’s
hair, face, tatas and back as it went into the air after she pulled her face
away in surprise.
“Uh…” Akeno stared blankly in shock and confusion as she felt the white spunk
drip from her face pooling between her breasts.  Looking at all the cum and
feeling it run down her back made her feel a pleasant shiver.  Licking around
her lips she discovered that the sacred gear energy did indeed taste splendily.
 Letting out a sigh the priestess said with half lidded eyes feeling the fallen
angel inside her be pleased with her activities, “The scared gear energy has
been absorbed.  Let me know if this happens again, alright Ise-chan?”
ODP
Issei and Akeno exited the locker room first a few minutes before classes were
over.  What neither of them noticed was Xenovia walking out of the bathroom at
about the same time.  Xenovia asked with a raised brow, “What are they doing
out of class?”
Xenovia had a sneaking suspicion until she heard her name spoken by a stotic
voice.  Turning to see a black haired girl with purple eyes behind a pair thin
black frame glasses.  She wore a blue skirt with a white t-shirt that had blue
sleeves and a blue chest pocket.  She had someone beside her just a step behind
her on her left.
The other girl was wearing a nun’s uniform and had long blonde hair.  Her green
eyes were bright making Xenovia happy to meet a sister.  The girl was
introduced by the glasses wearing girl, “Xenovia, this is Asia Argento.  I
would like it if you and Issei showed her around the school tomorrow.   I in
the meantime will be returning her to her guardian having showed her the
basics.”
Xenovia nodded receiving her orders, “Yes, student representative Sitri.”
Xenovia was greeted by Asia with a smile, “I hope to be good friends with you
Xenovia-san, may god bless your journey.”
“Thank you, sister.” replied the agent of heaven.
 
 
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