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Anzu was resting in the office. She’d signed a few pictures, but that was all she wanted to do. Going home would take too much effort. Putting on pants would take too much effort. All she did was rest on the couch, wearing only her oversized T-shirt. It covered up her crotch, leaving only the edges of her pussy lips peeking out. Anzu looked like she would be part of the U149 group, but she had declined to join. Technically she was older than them, but there were girls in the group who looked older than her. All she wanted to do was lie back, shove a vibrator in her pussy, and cum over and over again until she fell asleep.
The gentle buzz of her dildo, the vibrator inside humming, kept her thoughts fuzzy. She didn’t want to have to think about anything. Not even wearing a bra. Her breasts were too small for one anyway. Anzu’s hard nipples pressed against the underside of her shirt, those tiny nubs revealing exactly how turned on she was. Being turned on was good for Anzu. When she came, she could fall asleep, and she didn’t have to work when she was asleep. Masturbating was one of the few activities she enjoyed doing, and her pussy was buzzing right now.
“That’s the sweet spot,” Anzu said. “I’m gonna cum real soon...”
She nudged the vibrator a little bit more, rubbing the tip against her clit. Her lower body tingled with a relaxing feeling. The vibrator was rubbing up against every fold in her pussy at once, filling her entire lower body with pleasure. She didn’t have to think about anything except getting off. Anzu’s pussy clamped around the vibrator, and she lightly came. Her orgasms were smaller, but she was going to have a lot more of them. A second, smaller one followed on from the first, leading into a continuous rise and fall of sexual pleasure as she lay spread-eagle on the office couch.
The pits of her shirt were stained with sweat, and the entire couch was overtaken by the smell of her sweat and feminine odors. She didn’t care if she left a big stain of pussy juice on the couch. Someone would clean it up. That wasn’t her problem. Anzu closed her eyes, sinking into a state of half-sleep as the toy kept doing its thing inside her. She was going to run it until the batteries ran out, and set a new personal best for the number of times in a row she could cum. Nothing else could feel better than this, Anzu thought.
While Anzu dozed off, another idol, one actually in the U149 group, entered the office. The Producer had recruited her into joining the group. He had wanted Mary Cochran, but the language barrier presented a problem getting her to integrate with the rest of the idols. He had recruited Chika Yokoyama instead. Chika was asked to join the group when she was talking with Hikaru Nanjo, the two of them conversing about Sunday morning shows. The Producer knew that 346 Pro’s parent company also handled the toy sponsorships for those shows, and Chika could be a perfect ambassador.
At one of Chika’s concerts, she met an older fan of magical girls. She was a fan of shows from before Chika’s time, and had an expensive collector’s wand called a Proplica. Chika thought it was cool, and wanted one for herself. The DX toys looked simple in comparison. The Producer told her that if her single sold well, she could make enough money to buy one. Chika was excited at the prospect, and returned to the office with the Producer to talk about plans. The Producer was a man barely taller than her, but he was an adult.
As Chika ran through the office, her skirt flipped up. The Producer saw her panties. Chika had panties themed after her favorite magical girl show, of course, and didn’t care if the Producer saw them. Getting a look at the way the panties hugged her butt made the Producer’s cock stiffen. Chika’s innocence hid a secret naughtiness that he wanted to toy with. She was looking for the kind of magic that could change her into an adult, like many of the classic magical girls, and the Producer knew a way to do that.
He had picked up some packs of gummy candies based on the latest Precure series. Chika knew they were charged with magical power, and would help her. The Producer had promised her she could have the whole pack. While Chika ran around the room, she saw Anzu resting on the couch. Anzu was hugging her stuffed rabbit. The speed of her vibrator had begun to slow over the past hours, having drained much of its batteries. Chika placed her hand on the warm vibrator, still buzzing, and pulled it out of Anzu’s pussy. A wet popping sound filled the room, and Anzu suddenly felt an emptiness in her lower body.
“Producer!” Chika said. “I found a special magic wand!”
“A magic wand?” the Producer asked.
“Anzu had it in her privates!” said Chika. She held up the vibrator. It was still shaking in her hands. “If I put it in my privates, will I get magical power?”
“Give me back my vibe!” Anzu said, suddenly waking up. The breeze from the ceiling fan rustled the hairs on her pussy. The hole of her pussy was wide open and gaping, dripping to show her sticky love juices. She had cum over 20 times, and lost count before she fell asleep. Without her vibe in her pussy, she felt something was missing. It was in Chika’s hands. Chika licked the sticky stuff off the side of the phallic toy, indirectly tasting Anzu’s pussy. Chika thought it tasted funny. She showed it to the Producer again.
“What sort of toy is this?” asked Chika.
“It’s not for you,” Anzu said.
“Why aren’t you in the U149 group? Aren’t you the same as me?” asked Chika.
“I’m seventeen,” Anzu said. “I was going to laze away here in the office, but you pulled my toy out of my cunny like it was Exaclibur.”
“I just wanted a magic wand,” Chika said.
The Producer felt his plans were being waylaid by Anzu waking up. He wasn’t going to hide his feelings. Anzu gave him a boner too. She was so lazy that sleeping without panties, her hairy loli pussy on display, like this was extremely common. Though she was almost twice Chika’s age, they looked like they could be classmates. The Producer wanted to have his way with both of them, and knew that he had the thing that could convince them both.
“I have some gummies here I can give you,” said the Producer. “All you need to do is show me your pussies, and I’ll give you a much better magic wand to play with.”
Anzu lifted up the edge of her shirt, looking away from the Producer. Her pussy was covered in a bushy mess of unshaven hair, completely at odds with her petite body. The smell coming off her pussy was strong. Anzu still felt the phantom sensation of her vibrator inside her, annoyed that it wasn’t in her anymore. Now she would have to put in effort if she wanted to have sex, and putting in effort was the last thing she wanted.
The Producer opened the pack of Precure gummies. They came three to a pack, and he had several packs on hand. All of them in the shape of characters and items from the show. He offered one of the smaller ones to Chika and Anzu. Chika took off her panties, showing a wet spot around her crotch, and lifted her skirt to show the Producer her smooth, hairless pussy. The contrast between Anzu’s bushy pussy and her smooth one, both of them looking equally squishy, was driving the Producer mad with lust. He gave both of the girls a gummy, and dropped his pants.
His stature was short, but his cock was nicely sized for a man his age. His cock flopped out of his boxers, presenting itself before the girls. The shadow of his phallus rested above Chika’s forehead. It was the first time she had seen an older man’s penis. She didn’t know what she was looking at, but the sight of it made her want to suck it. The Producer moved his hips, making his cock bounce.
“There’s loads of saved up magical power in my stick,” said the Producer. “If you suck it, it’ll come out and power you up.”
“Producer, that’s...” Anzu said.
“It’s for Chika’s sake,” said the Producer. “You get horny too, Anzu.”
“My pussy was perfectly satisfied until she yanked it out. I’ll do this, too,” said Anzu.
The two of them got on their knees, being nearly equal in height. They stuck out their tongues, and licked along the sides of his cock. Their breath had a fruit scent to it, the lingering taste of the gummy candy still in their mouth. Chika recoiled at first. The Producer’s cock tasted salty, different than she had been expecting. Anzu’s licks were small and short, compared to Chika’s long ones. The more they licked his cock, the more it twitched. Precum emerged from the tip, shimmering like a shining jewel before Chika and Anzu’s eyes. Chika was mystified by it.
“Is that your magical power?” Chika asked.
“It’ll become whiter the more powerful it gets,” the Producer said. “You can get it if you suck on the tip.”
“And what about me?” Anzu asked.
“I’ll give you a big gummy if you suck my balls,” the Producer said.
“It’s a deal,” Anzu said.
Chika placed her small hands on the Producer’s cock, taking the tip into her mouth. She carefully avoided her teeth, focusing on what she was doing. She flicked the tip with her tongue, getting a drop of his precum in her mouth before wrapping her lips around the glans. The Producer sighed happily as Chika sucked it in deeper, taking more of his shaft into her mouth. She was getting used to the taste, savoring his dick with an appreciation of the flavor. Below her, Anzu took one of his balls into her mouth.
Anzu’s sucking was more forceful than Chika’s. She wanted the Producer to cum and give her more gummies. The musky smell and taste of his cock was more concentrated around the balls. Anzu sucked hard, making his cock twitch inside Chika’s mouth. Chika lowered her head further onto his dick, lapping up every bead of sweat and precum she could find. The Producer looked down, admiring the way the two of them were sucking him. Having two small girls working on his penis made him glad he’d taken this job.
Most of his shaft was covered in Chika’s saliva. Anzu had taken his other testicle into her mouth, sucking greedily at his ball sack in the expectation that he would cum. The Producer couldn’t hold back against their small tongues. He pulled his cock out of Chika’s mouth, and his balls out of Anzu’. The two of them waited as he finished jerking his cock, pushing the pent-up semen that had been waiting inside to the surface.
The Producer’s cum went flying. He angled it first in the direction of Chika’s face, covering her nose and cheeks in a sticky layer of cum. He turned his attention towards Anzu next, giving her the same. Chika opened her mouth, catching the last drops of the Producer’s first load as they dripped onto her tongue. She hesitated from the taste at first, and swallowed it after. His sticky cum made its way down her throat, landing in her stomach and leaving her with a warm sensation. Chika felt a new tingly feeling in her lower body, and her nipples were so hard they rubbed against the underside of her shirt.
“Producer... I want to do more with your magical power,” Chika said.
“Losing your virginity to him? Join the club,” Anzu said. “I know what’ll get you rock hard again.”
Anzu lifted her shirt. The white shirt was getting sweaty, and Anzu wanted someone else, ideally the Producer, to wash it for her. Even getting dressed could be too much work for her. Going naked was easier. Anzu revealed her puffy nipples, still a youthful shade of pink, and her stomach. She had puffiness in her stomach too, from her sedentary lifestyle and sweets habit. She would never be put in the same group of plump idols like Kanako Mimura or Naho Ebihara, but among the smaller idols, she had some meat on her bones.
“I’ll do it too!” Chika said.
She took off her shirt and dropped her skirt, revealing her small body. Her nipples were smaller than Anzu’s, a shade of pale pink that matched the rest of her body. She looked cute, and the Producer saw the inside of her thighs were coated with a thin film of love juice. Chika was experiencing arousal around him, and he wanted to give her the best time he could. His cock roared back to life, becoming throbbing hard in front of the two girls. He asked Chika to lay down on the ground and spread her legs, so he could get a closer look at her smooth pussy.
“What do you want to look down there for?” asked Chika.
“This is the best place to directly give you magical power,” said the Producer. “It makes you at your strongest when it comes in through your pussy.”
“My pussy. That’s what it’s called,” Chika said. “Okay! Producer, you can put it inside my pussy. I can handle it.”
The Producer got on his knees, and placed his hands on Chika’s thighs. Chika was wet enough that her pussy could easily accept him at this point. She wasn’t going to be a virgin any longer. A lot of the magical girls she looked up to weren’t virgins either. They had love interests and protectors, often ones that slept with them. It was further proof of their growth. He was accelerating that along for Chika. The Producer slid his cock up and down her slick pussy slit, covering it in a layer of her juices. He’d promised her and Anzu a big gummy if they could satisfy him this way.
“Tell me if this hurts,” said the Producer.
“It’s fine,” said Chika. “I can be a good naughty girl, just like Risa.”
“Risa’s teaching you all so many things when I’m not looking,” said the Producer. “Here... goes.”
His cock opened up Chika’s small pussy. Her sticky nectar oozed down his cock, gripping onto him as he pushed deeper and deeper inside her. He got most of the way in. Chika blushed bright red, sweating and panting with heavy breaths as she adjusted to the girth of the Producer’s member inside her. Her fingers had sometimes brushed down there, and this was much thicker. It felt better, too. There was no blood. Chika had let the bottom of one of her magical girl wands slip inside her, and prepared for pussy for this feeling by accident. The tightness and heat of her young pussy wrapped around the Producer.
“Chika... this is so tight,” the Producer said. “I love it inside your pussy.”
“Thank you, Producer,” said Chika. “I hope this way... I can share some of my magical power with you, too.”
The cock started to move inside her. Chika’s cute moans filled the office. The Producer looked down at her face, processing the feeling of this thickness, this pleasure, that had taken over her starting from her lower body. Her hard pink nipples shone in the light of the office, glimmering with the beads of sweat that ran down her small body. The Producer held her hands in his own, guiding Chika properly on how to ride his cock. Some of his semen, fresh from his load, was drying on her face. A drop of it had already gotten inside her pussy when he shoved it in her.
“Producer...”
“Chika...”
“Hey, Producer!” Anzu said. She spread her legs and stood over the two of them. Anzu placed her hands on her soft ass cheeks and spread them apart. Anzu’s butt was bigger and flabbier than a girl of her body type would suggest. She opened it up to reveal her asshole, lined with the same blonde hair that surrounded her pussy. The Producer leaned down, sticking his face into Anzu’s butt cheeks, and took a sniff. “Don’t forget about me.”
“Anzu, you...” the Producer said.
“I haven’t bathed since yesterday,” said Anzu. “Is it ripe?”
“Very ripe,” said the Producer.
“Then you’d better fuck me once you’re done with Chika,” Anzu said. The Producer kissed Anzu’s hairy asshole, and started rolling his tongue around the wrinkles of her anus. Chika looked up at Anzu’s pleased expression. She never knew that girls could use their butts like that. Anzu was bent over, looking into Chika’s eyes as the Producer’s cock kept sliding in and out of her. The two of them were falling into a trance of pleasure, their body heat mixing in the space between them.
“Anzu, you’re so dirty,” said Chika.
“I don’t care if you call me slobby,” said Anzu. “It doesn’t stop the Producer from licking my butt. That feels good. Really good.”
“Producer!” Chika said. He had slid so far into her pussy that he was almost at her immature womb. The Producer’s cock pulled back out, pushing in and out of Chika at a steady rhythm. The tingling feeling had spread across her body. Chika wanted to say something more to the Producer. She couldn’t find the words. The man who had gotten her closer than ever to her favorite magical girls was deep inside her pussy, pounding away at her with passionate love. She wished this moment could last forever.
“Chika, I’m going to fill you with magical power,” said the Producer, momentarily taking his mouth out of Anzu’s ass.
“Right from his balls,” Anzu said.
“Give me your ball magic!” Chika said.
The Producer thrust inside her hard enough that he saw the outline of his dick inside her pussy. A hot and heavy surge of cum sprayed out, filling Chika’s immature folds with his semen. He stayed inside Chika until his dick began to soften, and popped it out of her with a wet sound. Chika was left exhausted. She was covered from head to toe in sweat, her little clit emerging from its hood as the Producer’s cum dripped out of her. The Producer handed her one of the big gummies. He wasn’t done yet.
“That was... amazing...” Chika said.
“You must be drained by now. So give me the candy,” Anzu said.
“What do you think I was licking your butt for, Anzu? I want to use that plump little ass for my own,” said the Producer. He bent over Anzu on the couch where she’d been sleeping. He grabbed her butt, and rubbed the length of his cock between her plump cheeks. Anzu felt his cock growing harder, returning to its full erection. It was coated in Chika’s love juice and his semen, pulsing at the ready to explore her sweaty backdoor. Anzu gasped, and felt it pop inside her wet hole.
“This is fine,” Anzu said. “I don’t need to do anything. You’re going to be the one thrusting in my ass. Having a dick in there feels good. Makes up for Chika pulling out my vibe.”
“Sorry,” Chika said.
“Get moving, Producer. You think I’m going to move?” Anzu said.
The Producer held onto Anzu’s butt, and started pumping in and out of her small but very hairy butthole. A naughty sound, naughtier than Chika’s pussy, filled the office. Anzu played up her moans, helping the Producer to cum quicker. Once she got a dose of his cum, she could finally fall asleep and drift off into dreams of being lazy, rich and hedonistic. Not much different from her waking life. With each pump of his cock inside her, Anzu’s small breasts and ass fat shook, jiggling in response to the force of his cock.
“You owe me more than just a gummy for this,” Anzu said. “I want some cola, too.”
“How about some Milo?” asked the Producer.
“Chocolate!” said Anzu and Chika together.
“You two are so easy to please,” said the Producer. When he had mentioned sweets, Anzu’s asshole clenched even tighter around him. The warmth depths of her bowels welcomed his cock, pulling him further inside her. Anzu appreciated this Producer more than some others at the company. Even though he didn’t manage her personally, he was closer in height to her than the one she’d been assigned to. She was jealous that Miria had been transferred to his group.
The inside of Anzu’s thighs shimmered with a film of love juice, catching the light coming in through the window. From her repeated orgasms with her toy and the Producer pounding her butt, her pussy had been leaking for hours. The faint hum of arousal lingered in her body for hours. She wanted to finish it off with one big orgasm, and her ass was just sensitive enough for that. The Producer reached around, grabbing onto her belly. He squeezed his hands into her belly fat.
“You’ve been eating too many sweets again. You’re lucky I love spoiling you,” said the Producer.
“Stop grabbing my belly fat,” said Anzu. “When you rub it like that, I’m going to... I’m going to...”
The Producer’s cock was shoved as deep inside Anzu’s butthole as he could go. His balls pressed up against her pussy, slapping her lower lips and being caressed by her pubic hair. Anzu shouted in ecstacy, coming down from her orgasm as she came harder than she had all day. She quickly turned to face the floor, squirting onto the tile below her and creating a small puddle of her love juices. She caught her breath as her climax rolled her through two or three more small orgasms. The Producer’s cum splurted inside her ass, filling her stomach up from the other side.
“That was intense,” Anzu said. “More work than I usually like to do.”
“Here’s your gummy,” said the Producer.
“Tasty,” said Anzu, putting the wiggling fruit snack in the shape of a magical girl into her mouth. She and Chika cleaned themselves up and got dressed. The Producer had promised them Milo, and they wanted to have it soon. There were no traces of what they had done in the office, only a faint and lingering smell that would soon be swept away by the air conditioning.
The next day, Chika was admiring a set of makeup and other fashion accessories. Magical girl merchandise aimed at an older demographic than hers. The same woman she’d met at the show the other day approached her.
“You’re a mature young lady,” she said. Chika smiled, and nodded in return. She was feeling much more grown up today, and ready to prove that she was about more than just toys and candy. There were other aspects of magical girls she was ready to explore, and with the Producer’s help, she felt ready to do it.