TG Caption ~ 3:1 Roleplay

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!!ALL THE CHARACTERS ARE CONSENTING ADULTS ABOVE THE AGE OF 18!!

Roleplaying night has been approaching faster than a train ready to derail at any given moment. Our four horsemen were Hiro, Iori, Kiso, and An - true enthusiasts in the roleplaying art. They usually gathered at each other’s apartment, today in particular it was Hiro’s turn to invite his friends over. 

Their roleplaying was more than immersive - in the borders of a single room four men could fully engulf the roles of their characters and their characteristics, including some exaggerated character traits and even some tweaking of their appearance; all the host needs to do is to pull a blank character card and spill the description out loud. These were not limited to fantasy or DND, thus could be practically anything, even science fiction or documentary-based. This was a freshly invented “Roleplay Realm” - one of the newest forms of entertainment.  

But it was no surprise that these four were the only ones in the town who enjoyed this undeniably interesting hobby - the stingy price of turning your room into the earlier mentioned “realm” on top of already expensive and complex game mechanics were not particularly loved by the people who already had to pay a good chunk for their rent and everyday needs. But the four guys were rich; no way in hell they, being stubborn geeks and losers with filled cheeks of their wallet, would dare to refuse such a blissful chance to have a blast every week. 

Even though the roleplaying realm was perhaps too flexible, it didn’t mean that there were no rules for it. It’s not like there was some sort of higher being controlling the way each game was unfolding, but it was preferred for the host to keep everything in-tact just for the sake of respect for themselves and other participants. For example, some rules prevent players’ characteristics and stats from being changed by the host unconditionally. 

Despite the fact that they undeniably had fun most of the time and preferred to end their parties with a bang, lately their sessions for enjoyment have been diving into a thick mud of grudges and constant arguing. Sometimes one of them didn’t like the assigned role and had to cry about it like a spoiled brat, sometimes they just were pissed off after an exhausting day, and sometimes it was completely unprovoked. Either way, with time the fun aspect slowly disappeared and roleplaying nights turned into what you would expect, a tedious chore full of arguing and toxicity written over the walls. At this point, you could say that these four men were gathering in each other’s places only to get their weekly doze of lashing on someone out. 

Today it was Hiro’s turn to invite his bad-blood friends to his roleplaying realm, even if he had already known that they would all probably end up with a sour or bitter aftertaste on their tongues once they’d get the game over with. 

Hiro considered himself the most professional out of the four - so much so he didn’t find anything offensive or cringy about labeling himself as the “pro gamer loser and geek”. That, of course, not always played into his favor - sometimes his excessive knowledge about game mechanics and the way he utilized his roles almost seemed like cheating to the other three, which possibly was another reason of their frustration when they simply wanted to relax and play a game, not sit and watch how some guy abuses the system and turns the tables over and over again. To be honest, it was getting irritating for him in a way too, but he tried to keep his composure. After all, he loved the game and losing the only other three people who played it was not the scenario he adored a lot. 

Either way, their preludes were always pretty… collected, calm, almost boring in a way. 

“So, hmm..” Iori coughed to himself, looking at the cardboard box before him while Hiro was already tossing cards in one hand and shaking the dice in another. “What’s the theme today?” 

Choosing the theme of the roleplay is the way you start the game overall, as it determines what kind of mood, setting, and genre you would have to maintain throughout. That’s exactly why the host has to pull three cards at once - one for the mood, one for the setting, and one for the genre. 

“..Hey, are you being slow again, Hiro?” Kiso asked, his voice pulsing with gritty bits of irritation. 

“Oh, yes, yes..” for some reason, Hiro zoned out for a few seconds as he stopped tossing the cards between his hands. 

“Hurry up, dumbass,” An whistled with his nostrils, as if he could spurt out clouds of smoke and fire at any given moment out of them.

Hiro did his best to ignore the insults that were aimed at him like daggers, but it was clear from the way his hands slightly twitched that he was not far away from raising his voice either. His fingers slid between the cards of the first deck as he pulled the mood card…

“Intense,” the man twisted the hand with the drawing of wildfire on it to show to the other players. “Intense mood can be whatever the game would think fits the best in accordance to the setting.” 

“Ughh, great, pure headache..” Iori groaned, almost slapping his face in annoyance.

The room lit up with fake flames, turning the walls from white shade to pastel red with few gradients of yellow on the ceiling. With the first step of creating the atmosphere finished, Hiro took the second one as well by pulling the setting card right after. 

“Hmmm…” Hiro muttered in thought as he inspected the card from both sides. “Modern slice of life.” 

These three words were enough for the other three guys to groan in frustration in grumpy unison.

“Dude, what the fuck?!” 

“Slice of life? We are not here to play such bullshit.”
“You just hate us, do you?” 

Even though Hiro thought his face looked as incoherent as always, it was hard to not notice the way his lip twitched upwards. Even before he got any chance to start the game, complaints were already assaulting his ears. He couldn’t deny how annoying it was to see his “friends” putting on this childish demeanor and acting like the biggest jerks. 

“Yo, dude, don’t tell me you want to go with such an ass setting,” Iori rolled his eyes. 

“Why not? It’s all for fun, right?” Hiro hoped that he could still somehow tame the flaming situation. “You know, we never-”

“Oh, spare me the bullshit! Just reroll this shit and get something exciting. What even the fuck is ‘intense slice of life’?” Kiso cut off, crossing his arms, as if taking offense at the way Hiro tossed the cards for them. 

“I can’t reroll,” Hiro denied. “It’s against the rules.”

“Are you fucking dumb? Who cares about shit like this? Rules, he says. Rules my ass!” you could feel the anger of An’s words beating against the walls.

This was the moment where Hiro simply couldn't take it anymore. He really tried his best to be considerate and patient with other players, but they just kept on ripping his boundaries further and further. He invited them to his place not for them to complain all the way through.

“Ugh, you all don't want to play by the rules, right?” Hiro asked, as if giving the three their last chance to reconsider.

“Dude, who the fuck does? You are the only special snowflake who is all fair and shit..” Iori almost cut the guy again.

“Fine. Whatever. Then I will play against the rules.”

But since it was still HIS Roleplaying Realm, he planned on messing with the rules a bit differently. His fingers slid into the genre deck and he flipped a couple of cards until he found the one that almost made him smirk triumphantly with a crocodile grin. 

The host slapped the pulled card against the cardboard box.

“Harem?.. Alright, dude, you're onto something, but you're forgetting that-..” Kiso wanted to argue, but was cut off.

“Oh? Come again?” Hiro was playing dumb obviously.

“Dude, just reroll..” An murmured.

The room suddenly became smaller, quite contrary to its need for some space if someone wanted to put a harem there without any sexual tension. Without any further hesitation, Hiro pulled out three empty cards for characters, pointing each of them to Iori, Kiso, and An. 

“Alright,” he said, giving the men a cunning look. “Horny tsundere secretary, horny fangirl, and horny milf with a small chest.”

“Huh?! What the fuck did you just-..” 

Iori attempted to shoot another insult at Hiro, but he was interrupted by a razor sharp pain in his throat as he wrapped his chest that was growing with suspicious warmth while groaning to himself in a tone that was gradually changing into a more feminine one.

“W-What is..going…ONNNN!~”

Iori moaned out a gaspy moan in his new voice when his shirt ripped in the torso section and two sensitive breasts strained against his shirt, threatening to spill out at any given moment. The gap for the button that flew away from the unceremonious debut of his boobs quickly closed, disappearing and leaving his shirt seeming like the center cutout for his exposed cleavage was completely intentional. Iori’s shoulders narrowed, as if some unknown force pulled them inwards with an unpleasant crack. The roots of her hair thinned, turning her strands more pronounced and longer while subsequently collecting them in a professional bun on the back. Speaking of the back, there was another crack right in the middle of Iori’s spine, making her butt sprout wide even through her clothes. The moment new fat was injected into her thighs, more than a half of her pants ripped, falling down immediately and leaving the remaining cloth in Iori’s hip area to morph together into an elastic pencil miniskirt. 

“Mr. H-Hiro..Your secretary is here…~” Iori mumbled, fixing her glasses in a gesture that also accentuated the slit of her pressed cleavage.

“Stop, no..! Ugh, n-no, not me too..!~” Kiso interrupted, his knees slamming together from the way his cock started throbbing for no reason.

“Pheheh, you did say that rules didn’t matter, right?~” Hiro smirked further, putting his act away in anticipation. 

While Iori was still in the middle of his transformation, next changes started occurring with Kiso. His transformation was much more rapid, his hair became pink and his eyes turned bright green, uncontrollable small pink bits in his pupils slowly changing their shape to love-filled hearts. 

“A-Aahhh, my love Hiro...!~” Kiso’s new girly voice rang in ecstasy.

Her frame smoothened out, leaving little to no body hair on her as the sparkling tingles started bouncing in her stomach, causing her to giggle loudly. At the same time, her neckline slowly pushed the invisible zipper down, spreading the magic to the rest of her clothes until they resembled a bright pink erotic costume. The fabric pressed around her crotch, some unknown force moving it back and forth until the weakened cock finally started melting together with a skin, the curved curtains from the constant squeezing finally opening like an inviting rose. She was already getting into her character, the newly found emotions and personality replacing her former masculine brain. 

“Oh- Oh!~” the giggles quickly turned into an excited laughter. “I love you, Hiro!~” 

“W-What are you saying, Ki..Ughhhmmm~..” finally, it was the turn of our lovely milf-to-be An.

“Accept it! I just want to play a bit!” the grin on Hiro’s face didn’t even plan on disappearing any time soon. 

Unlike Kiso, An actually felt getting a bit taller, but with the price of his muscles twitching and becoming ultra liquid-like in their texture, disappearing under the thinning skin of his pectorals softening and puffing, trying their best to surpass the A-Cups, yet still failing miserably for someone proclaimed as a milf. But she was lucky - the arousal of her experiencing the growth of her breasts conveniently triggered the very edges of her hardened nipples, turning on all the maternal functions inside them and spilling the droplets of milk against her shirt that quickly tightened around her body to become an extra revealing slingshot dress. A strange wave raced between her legs before she could even realize that it was her body triggering her balls to fold themselves into a wet pussy like a soaked cloth while her penis became unresponsive for a few seconds as it suddenly struck her groin with an almost numb pinch, new clit pulsing over her crotch for a few seconds from the rapid sensation. The final touch was in the way her face rounded, her lips turning out perfectly for the lipstick to apply on them, eyelashes getting pointy edges, and brown hair growing slightly before spiraling into a short motherly ponytail. 

“Is.. Is it over..?” An mumbled in a deep, yet clearly feminine tone with breathy edges to it. 

“An..!” Kiso gasped, looking at the tall woman right before her. “You look so beautiful..~” 

“H-Hmph..!~ Lewd..!” Iori crossed her arms in a professional manner, her words contradicting the view of her breasts pushing out slightly. 

This was perfect. Finally, Hiro could relax at once now that he had full control over the game that he was hosting. And since he was the only person who hadn't gone through any changes… He would’ve liked to abuse the newfound power he held for these next few hours. Remember, the genre of their roleplay was still harem - he technically still was the main star of the show with three girls craving for his attention. By attention you could point out Kiso who was already wrapping her arms around the man’s torso, the pink pupils of hers bouncing with begging hearts. 

“Hiro! Come on, choose already!” Kiso smirked wickedly, her sharp fingernails digging deep into Hiro’s skin. 

“Hmh, horny girls..~” the host felt triumph rising in his chest, spreading around with heating warmth of arousal. 

Hiro didn't even try to deny how good it felt to have Kiso clinging to him like a scared kitten, the bulge in his pants sending a clear message. The cold drops of sweat were almost turning hot, yet the lady made sure to wipe them with her thumb gently. 

"Mmmmnh~ Hiro, I need you..." the deeper voice floated in the air, shifting the man’s attention from his lovesick pink haired yandere. 

He felt a pair of soft, petite breasts press against his torso as An positioned herself before him, her hands roaming over his hips while she nuzzled into his neck. 

"A-Ahh, Hiro... Please, honey.. This mother has been lonely for far too long..~" the stereotypical mommy voice of An’s had no right to sound as hot as it did, but the man did not complain. 

Finally, Iori stomped over, her hips swaying in a way that begged for attention and, perhaps, for a few more than passionate touches hard enough to hide someone’s hands in her flesh. Her glasses glinted in the fake moonlight filtering through the cracked blinds as she looked Hiro up and down, biting her lip angrily. 

"This is so lewd! I can't believe you're that fine with this, Mr. Hiro!" despite her words, the way her cleavage was practically eating his face was telling a completely different story. 

“There, there! I will give each one of you something to enjoy!~” the host generously helped Kiso pull his pants down, thus letting the three of them see the snack they were craving for so much. “Iori, my secretary, please, do your duty~..” 

At first, Iori’s face gleamed with fake anger, but it took just a few seconds of thoughts for her to give into the lust she was experiencing and fall on her knees as the precum started dripping from the freshly closed faucet and staining her breasts despite few drops sliding straight between them. 

“L-Lewd, Mr. Hiro… Lewd..~” 

This time it didn’t take too long for her to change her mind and wrap her soft lips around the sensitive tip of Hiro’s cock. Her tongue was circling around it, making sure to not miss a single drop of translucent liquid she was so addicted to. You could clearly see that the woman liked her meat fresh, hot, and juicy. Juicy enough for her to go a bit more naughty from time to time and nibble on it, forcing out more and more sticky juices out. Of course, her mouth wasn’t the only thing working - that would completely undermine the way both of her hands were roughly rubbing her pussy, creating a slimy pond under her crotch. Iori moaned around Hiro's cock, taking it deeper into her warm, wet mouth inch by inch as Hiro slowly thrust his hips forward, fucking her face. She looked up at him with teary, lust-filled eyes, silently begging for more. The room filled with obscene, slurping noises as she sucked diligently, her tongue lavishing all over Hiro's thick shaft.

“Oh, Hiro, don’t focus on her.. You will upset mommy~..” An suddenly mumbled, her slim legs basically straddling Iori’s head from above. 

“Hmm? And what do-..”

Hiro expected himself to be an object of need from the very beginning, but he didn’t expect for the girls to be quite as obsessed with him. These thoughts crossed his mind the moment An interrupted his words with a deep, passionate kiss at the same time as Kiso knelt underneath him, grabbing his hips possessively and starting to swallow his balls in her flexible mouth until she was practically choking on them.

“Mahmmh, mhahhhhh!~” the sensation of having his nuts sucked was too good for Hiro to endure in silence, but his already lengthy moans got blocked by An’s invading tongue in his mouth. 

An was working quite magically too, the gentle movements of her tongue were nothing in comparison to how tough and passionate the kiss actually was, as if its sole purpose was to make Hiro her whimpering trophy to lick and adore. 

Kiso's lips sealed tightly around Hiro's balls, suckling and slurping loudly as drool leaked down her chin. 

"Mmmmph, Hiro is so delicious…!~”, her tongue swirled and pushed his balls into and out of her hot mouth greedily.

“Ughhuhghh, good girls..~” the man pulled his lips away from the kiss with An, though his voice still was weak and broken from the passion taking his body over.

Iori gagged as tears streamed down her blushing cheeks as she struggled to breathe against the tasty sausage she couldn’t get enough of. She looked up at Hiro with teary, pleading eyes, silently begging him to dominate her more as she massaged his shaft with her tight, velvety throat walls.

An’s nails pushed into the host’s chest hard enough to leave some pink and pale marks on top. The milf latched onto his neck, sucking a dark hickey into his flesh as she ground her dripping pussy against his hip.

"Mmmm, you taste even better than I imagined, Hiro," An purred greedily. "I need to have you inside me, right now!" she stroked his cheek lovingly even as she groped the small untaken part of his crotch, squeezing and rubbing his cock with desperation.

The woman’s squeeze was enough to make Hiro sprout more juices into Iori’s mouth and push his balls even deeper between Kiso’s shaky lips.

“C-Calm down, all of you..!~” he said in a pleading tone, as if already regretting making three sluts that wanted to eat him whole for himself.

But none of them showed any signs of stopping - Iori simply kept on sucking the man’s hose dry until there was nothing to milk, Kiso was chewing his ballsack, and An desperately assaulted his neck with painful kisses, simply moaning for him to make her the one who he will eventually fill with his semen. As if trying to regain some control over the situation, Hiro decided to “obey” the wishes of the milf, but in a bit different way. 

This time, he pulled the cock out of Iori’s lips, catching a small glimpse of an offended pout that sketched itself on her face once her treat was taken away from her.

“An, my woman, since you asked so desperately.. Give me a good titfuck..~” the man tapped the still leaking tip of his penis that was far away from his erupting release. 

The mommy quickly realized that she wasn’t going to be the one getting filled today, but had to oblige when Iori moved herself to the side and started kissing Hiro’s chest while massaging his pectorals with her professional hands of a true secretary. His cock was now free to her view and even though she really begged deep inside for him to fuck her pussy first… She had to use her chance. Despite the fact that her cleavage was somewhat insufficient for a fetishized perception of a milf, she managed to push the penis between her breasts, the impact immediately staining her sensitive skin and leaving trails of precum all over her slightly bigger cleavage. 

“A-Ahnn, so big, sweetie..~” An moaned out, starting to talk dirty while the cock was diving between her breasts. “So good..Make me your bitch.. I’m such a bad lady..”

From time to time, she was squeezing her breasts together, leaving the cock between them in the position of a juicy sandwich. Kiso pouted jealously seeing Hiro pull away from Iori, her green eyes flashing with lust and envy. 

"Aww, but I wasn't done playing with Hiro's big, tasty balls yet!" she gave his sack one last long, lewd slurp before releasing it with a pop.

Ignoring the way her jaw ached, Kiso started rubbing her stiff clit with renewed fervor, the flimsy fabric of her costume doing little to hide her dripping folds. The image of An massaging her love’s cock was alluring, driving her wild with jealousy, yet she couldn’t help herself - soon it will be her turn to get pleased, so she could only anticipate with fingers around her clitoris for now.

“Hmph! I did better..!~” Iori smirked at Kiso's whining, her red eyes filled with competitiveness and sparkling courage. 

The secretary continued kissing and massaging Hiro's chest, being a more than willing assistant to his wish. Her dainty fingers played with his nipples as she slowly, teasingly dragged her tongue up his abdomen, leaving a glistening trail.

An moaned whorishly as she sandwiched Hiro's rigid shaft between her modest breasts, the leaking precum painting dirty stripes across her creamy skin. She bounced on it demandingly, squeezing his cock tighter with each movement.

"Ohhh, Hirooo~!" An squealed loudly, as if some invisible force was already playing with her tense vaginal curtains. "I want your big, hot cock splitting me open so badly! I'll do anything, just please fill your horny milf up soon!" 

The Roleplaying Realm was filled with the wet sounds of Iori's mouth and hands all over Hiro, Kiso frantically diddling herself, and An's desperate moans as she titfucked Hiro with wild admiration, all craving his cock and cum like their lives depended on it. And it all truly felt like real heaven for Hiro, he wouldn’t have even imagined that changing someone into his obedient wives would be so.. exciting. Now that he knew that all of them were completely into the pleasure burning between them, he started getting rough too, pushing his cock harder between An’s boobs while she did her hardest to make her nipples trace his length. 

“Fucking, fucking honey..~” she mumbled, her breath becoming rigged from the imagery alone. 

“Huaahhh!~” Hiro groaned, pushing his cock so far that it smooched the lips of his milf.

“Mmm!~” her eyes widened for a second, but she got used to the sensation quite fast as now she was bouncing between giving a dreamlike paizuri to her partner and light blowjob. 

But the moment Hiro finally felt heat going right into his cock, he suddenly stopped, edging himself to an immense degree and leaving his penis on the verge of erupting with white lava.

“E-Ehhh?! Honey..?~” An moaned out in a hopeful desperation. “Why..?”
“Let’s give some attention to..~” 

The man slowly raised his index finger and invited Kiso over, choosing her as the one who he will fuck into her most sensitive spot the first. 

“Y-Yes! I’m ready..!~” Kiso giggled immediately, her excitement showing with little to no hesitance or shyness. 

“M-Mr. Hiro!~” Iori pressed her lips gently against his neck. “I-It’s not like I care about it, but why not me first..?”
“Honey, I’m gonna be better! I want this so..!~” An desperately blinked, her expression begging for attention from her dear.

"Ahhh, Mr. Hiro, yes! I can't wait anymore!" Kiso cried out gleefully as she skipped over to him on wobbly legs, green eyes shining with unbridled lust and pupils pulsing to the inaudible beat of her heart.

Iori huffed petulantly, giving Hiro's chest one last grope. 

"Tch, fine... But don't forget, you owe me a proper fucking later, Mister!~" despite her bratty tone, her crimson eyes smoldered with desire and her tongue instinctively rode between her lips, leaving some strings of saliva between them.

"Oh Hiro, poetic and doting me like a good man should to his beloved wife!” An gnawed her plump bottom lip, sensing her arousal dripping down onto the carpet as she begged shamelessly. “Promise to make me yours later, please…”

“I promise to both of you, don’t worry..~” with that said, Hiro gave both of them a sweet slap on their butt cheeks. 

The quick slap was almost like a trigger to both of them as their frowns suddenly turned into a something between coy smirk and embarrassed expression. The secretary and the milf wrapped their lover’s body from both sides and started staining his body with breathy kisses and hickeys. All that while Kiso was already there, sitting right in front of the man, biting her lip in anticipation when he gently helped her spread her big thighs. 

“You are the lucky one today, Kiso..~” he whispered in a flirty tone, his hand travelling over her body until he stopped right above her stomach. 

"Mmm, yes, Hiro, I feel so lucky to be the first one!" Kiso shivered in delight as Hiro's large hands caressed her curves, a blush spreading across her cheeks at his flirtatious words. 

And there were no preludes - the man had to just slightly lift the cloth that did a very poor job at hiding Kiso’s tense bottom lips. It was followed immediately by an unceremonious thrust with slick sound of two ports connecting. The walls were tight, making sure to squeeze every bit of juice they could find in the meat that was travelling between them. 

“Ah..Ah..My love..~” Kiso moaned, her ears perking from an intense feeling of finally getting filled. 

The fangirl started rubbing her nipples as the cock was pushed deep inside her. 

“Hmph, good girl..~” Hiro groaned to himself, his pace as collected and slow as always.

An decided to pepper the situation and add a bit of spice. She crawled behind Kiso before gripping her arms protectively and helping her body to maintain the rhythm with the host of the roleplay.

“Ah..Ah..An..Thank you..~” Kiso moaned, giving into the pleasure that both the milf and the man of her dreams were delivering to her.

“Huh.. An.. You are diso-”

Once again, the man’s words were interrupted, but this time it was Iori who decided to break his speech and drown him in the passionate kiss. She was obviously far less experienced than a horny mother, but it didn’t mean that Hiro didn’t have any struggle with keeping up with her. Hiro slapped her ass one more time, but this time she didn’t care - it’s as if the sensation only made her even more horny in reality, forcing her to go for a deeper kiss.

Speaking of going deeper…

“Oh! Oh! Please, more! Fuck me hard!~” Kiso moaned, not able to help her bouncy thighs that were jiggling and twitching from every continuous pound. 

Each pound was like a deep sting that she couldn’t help but enjoy. The moment his dick almost touched her womb, it slid back, but the aftertaste was still there, especially because she couldn’t even focus on it when the long penis managed to rub her clit like a shaky bell every single time it backed off. It was only now that Hiro realized that An was helping him out so he could…

“AHH!~.. YES! Please!~” Iori groaned in pleasure once her boss’ fingers ended up straight between her hard pussy lips. 

Fucking someone’s pussy with both cock and fingers… What could be better than that? Probably having a boob to suck, of course! At least, this was the way to go when An let Kiso go a bit and unceremoniously placed her nipple into Hiro’s mouth. The man quickly adapted to the third duty of his as he started sucking on the sensitive peak at the same time as his penis continued exploring Kiso’s deep tunnels and his fingers playing on the strings of Iori’s violin. His tongue slightly played with the nipple, pushing it inwards, but only for its hard texture to pop out the moment after.

“Mmmhh, mhah..That’s right, suck on mommy’s tits..~” An whimpered. 

At this point, it was a group sex where no one was left without any attention. Soon enough, they all were at the point of being very close to their climax.

“UGGHHAAAAA!~” Kiso moaned out loud, spreading her legs even further to give her lover a full view of her sprouting the white juices out.

“G-Gooood boyyyyy!~” An giggled, playing with her almost sore breasts.

“Mhhhhaaah…~” Iori’s voice rang with a melodic edge, followed by the shaky breaths right after. “Nagh..khaaah..~” it took only a few seconds for another pond to form between her legs.

Hiro was finished, his cum splattered all over Kiso’s navel, but no words were coming out of his mouth; the only thing he could do was to sigh through his nostrils and whimper with curly edges in his voice. 

He, however, knew that roleplaying tends to be quite a lengthy deed. Not to mention that he had promised the girls to have fun with them equally…

“Well..Second round?~” he smirked, looking at his lovely ladies.

“Yes! Yes!” Kiso bounced despite just a second ago lying weak.

“Ohooo, naughty boy, I like it…~” An lowered her voice to an even more sultry one.

“H-Hmph! Lewd!” Iori crossed her arms, yet the dumb excited smile on her face was sending a clear message about her true thoughts.

And so, the second round has started. And then the third, the fourth, the fifth… This night was unforgivable for the four “men”. Hiro, of course, knew that once the roleplay ends, he might have to make up for his disturbance of rules for the next three weeks…