Charaaaaaaa!~ When is our wedding?
Alright, that's enough, ugly people step aside. At least one persona has gotta be happy about me turning up.
Shit's spooky. I could be rping with someone, than, all of the sudden, I just feel like...
Something's off. I take a closer look, and I hear something...
>shi shi shi...
Panicking, I bolt; running around checking on the other characters, than suddenly...
It gets louder, all the avatars turning into Luffy, surrounding me, until I start to empty, nothingness, like...
Slow day? Not to worry! What will perhaps speed up your day is a little bit of history. Today back in 1846, President James Polk declared war on Mexico causing a two year conflict appropriately titled the Mexican-American War.
This conflict caused Mexico to lose over half of it's territory and the United States to establish themselves as the dominant power on the continent. It would be the first successful military accomplishment on foreign soil.
The conflict centered around the Independent Republic of Texas which fought against Mexico for it's independence and would later join the United States as part of the Union, pushed for mainly by Polk and Tyler, the later who you should know about from my previous lessons.
The Treaty of Guadalupe Hidalgo signed on Feburary 4th signaled an end to the hostilities. Mexico had suffered a humiliating defeat. As well as seceding parts of their territory, they also were forced to pay $18 million as compensation.
Hope you're having a happy Friday!
Oh yeah; wasn't that when da' Alamo battle took place?
Don't throw such words around so nonchalantly !
And it wouldn't be much of a surprise if I told you
Aw...but how can you not appreciate a good dose of history?
Indeed! Victory is sweetest when you earn is so handily.
Ahaha~! Glad somebody seems to appreciate a bit of knowledge!
Nope! That took place ten years prior during the battle for Texas's independence. Texas was fully independent during this period. Nice try though, but it seems somebody needs to remember the Alamo a bit better, hmm?
Of course! I make sure that you get that knowledge up their nice and deep.
Hey, hey, eyes up here! This is a lesson!
Oh, okay, good! I'll undress, then.
>Toadette was quick to undress. It's a little different - It's meant to come up from the floor because toadstool heads are 2wide. So she simply unsleeved and pulled the rubber-band collar to remove the dress. Still, even as small as she was, her species is generally thick - chubby belly, a nice, large pair of tits (for her kind), thick thighs and a big butt that doesn't lie.
Stop. You're gonna end up at the top of the 'to-kill' list.
>Her eyes widen in wonder. You sure bet that there's sparkles in her eyes, if this was anime.
Cooooool! How do they work?
>Pulled out a notepad and pencil from hammerspace that's known as her backpack.
(Can I blame going to Catholic schools and them being so uptight about not teaching sex?
Because I am.)
>He begins to delicately open the present, taking the string and paper off as his eyes widen in anticipation of what it may contain
Alright, here it is then!
>Seeing her perfectly plump body on display for him, he strips, taking off his shirt and pants, before slipping off his underwear, revealing his thick,swelling member, the 'head' of his mushroom painted with a crude red and white pattern.
See? It's not like the other mushrooms you've seen around here, I bet.
>Iowa picks up the sheet he happened to be writing on. The eyebrow cocking upwards indicates her absolute confusion at the chicken scratch he calls writing.
Uh....um...carry on...? H-How about you read this for me, if you've been listening you should be able to repeat my last ten lessons easy.
Hey, no horseplay in the classroom unless you want to face the consequences!
Oh, hello there little magician. Come to learn a bit instead of eating watermelons for once?
I hope you enjoy it, I spent forever thinking of the right gift
>which when felt up enough releases their sperm
How's it going for you today, Miss Iowa; besides sharing facts that I forgot?
>Yang scratches her head, recalling the original design of them.
Where do I start.
>Yang points at the braclets.
Start out as a braclet. All I gotta do is activate them and they turn into the shotgun gauntlets. Shells go in here.
>Yang points to the empty cylinders around her wrists.
Lock 'em in and start punching. Although they're not actual bullets. They explode on impact, making them a lot better to deal with Grimm.
Damn, you've got a lot on ya too. Although the machine gun is temporary. Lost my arm a little while back so they replaced it with a synthetic one. Though I can change it out whenever I want.
>the small nub inside a women's pussy, which when felt up enough releases their sperm
>Before she can turn around and reprimand him, he already tries concealing his actions by quickly tucking the straw into the inside pocket of his jacket, completely oblivious to the fact that there's still a giant corner missing from his notebook.
>Toadette steps forward, checking the "Mushroom" before drawing conclusions.
Uuh, good news and bad news. Bad news, pretty sure this is a penis. Good news...
>She traced a line across the shaft, then measured it compared to her hand. 3 hands, or about 8 inches. Nice and on the long side.
Studying human anatomy has been a general mission Captain has been wanting me to do for weeks anyways. More data, the better.
It's going well! I got a half day today, so I figured I'd come share my knowledge during this little downtime that people seem to hate. Spice up the routine a little! What're you doing around these parts?
Oh dear, really? That sounds like quite a tale! I can't say I've lost any body part in battle besides my hat once. But I found the little bitch that stole it and gave her the meaning of the word 'liberty'. What's your name? I'm Iowa!
Aww, no hello for your master, servant?
>Sighing a deep, regretful sigh, Iowa places both of her hands on the desk in a slam downward, shooting bullets from her eyes in anger.
You mean to tell me you haven't learned a damn thing?!
Hm...you certainly fooled me, that's for sure. Welcome! Glad to have you!
>Adjusting her glasses, Iowa makes an 'intelligent' pose, trying to show off what she might be able to teach.
So, what do you want to know?
>Too focused on yelling at the unlucky student, Iowa hunches over the desk giving the boy a perfect look at her rounded curve hidden beneath, underwear decorated in the stars and stripes.
Yes, you! I see you over there! Don't think I can't tell where that came from!
>If it wasn't already obvious, there wasn't any other student sitting within the line of the projectile and the target. Quickly moving back, she backhands the student with a slight 'whap'.
What do you have to say for yourself?
Well, like I said; I been meaning to come here earlier so I could spend more time with ya', so here we are!
>The Scout explained with his usual wide grin and shrug, giggling a bit.
So, any plans for today?
Well I hope you all are ready for today, I'll be getting shit started as soon as DMG is ready~ <3
H-how did you see through my favorite trick?!
>He looks somewhat shocked by how sharp the girl was, easily able to call his bluff.
Well, I guess we've gotta run some tests then. Which shall we do first?
I hope you like caramel chocolate!
Yang Xiao Long, professional Boxer and Huntress in training.
>Yang smiles broadly after announcing her 'title'.
Though the bastard that cut my arm off was seconds away from killing my girlf--
>Yang clears her throat quickly.
My friend. Friend.
>Eagerly, she kept writing notes. These gauntlets are so interesting as weapons!
Mhm... yeah, that sounds easy... Okay... Oh.
>She stopped at half a page of notes.
Uuuh... What's the Grimm?
I want to learn how this world has been molded. This will be vital to inform my people of history's mistakes so we can prosper.
Why can't people just get along without bloodshed and learn to love this world? Even between us, we get along well like good siblings. Is love really simple?
>Still needlessly attempting to keep up his smooth-as-gravel innocent act, he attempts to keep his composure as her authoritative and towering figure loomed over his nearly trembling form.
Why do you automatically assume it was me? I mean, there's plenty of other people in the back ro-
>He quickly turns towards the corner of the room and points in an attempt to back his case, only to gesture towards a row of empty seats.
>As he wordlessly jerks back towards her, the ruffling of his jacket is followed by an audible clang, the metal straw worked free from his jacket pocket and journeying excruciatingly slow across his desk, his now dinner-plate sized eyes watching all the while.
Well of course theirs no man eater bug,those are magic and trap cards silly goose.
Sounds easy? These bad boys took me months to complete. They look may look simple, but there's a lot to go wrong. Ever had seven dust capsules explode in your face at once? Not pretty.
As for Grimm... They're the monsters that inhabit Remnant. Huntsmen and Huntresses, like myself, are in charge of culling them.
Don't count on it.
>She gave him a wink.
Well, first test is length...
>She cups the lip of the head with her hand. Then grips them. Then squeezes it, then finally lets go.
...And girth. That's done now, though.
Ah! I see. And I assume those are you primary weapons?
>She continues writing down the info given to her, scritching heard on the paper.
Well, welcome then!
>Iowa snickers at his goofy smile, laughing into the knuckle of her index finger poised just at the tip of her mouth.
My plans are to just see where things go, as per usual anyways. And you?
Distracted? My lessons are always to the point, how could you get distracted? And by what? Come now, stand up and tell the class so that we can all know and I can fix it.
>She drags him up by his shirt's shoulder, pulling him out of the desk.
Hm...well it's not another Japanese name I think. Something I can't mess up either! Hello there Yang, glad to see another friendly face around. A boxer, huh? I can't say I'm much for sport, but I'm a solider if that counts. Battleship, actually!
>Iowa tilts her head to the side, more keen on listening to how she lost her arm.
I certainly hope you gave him what for then. Nobody endangers my friends and gets away with it either.
Ah, there we go! Um..that's certainly a mouthful for a question, but I'm a receptacle of knowledge, so I'll do my best! Unfortunately conflict is in the blood of all living beings. Look at the natural world, it is surrounded and shaped by conflict. Humans trespassing against each other is part of our code and will unfortunately never go away. Loving our neighbors is a hard concept, mainly because we see everything from our own eyes. Understand each other becomes virtually impossible, but we can try to bridge the gap each day.
Is that something you were looking for?
>Iowa peaks around, not quite sure of what he means. Seems she had no idea of what he had done.
You mean...our flag? I'm in my normal outfit today, so I don't believe so...
>Iowa scans left. She scans right. It's clear to him exactly what she gained from the motions. As if to further his guilt, the noise bounce s around in the silent air. With crossed arms and a not too pleased eyebrow cocked, she remains silent simply glaring daggers at him expecting him to apologize
Battles I was in? Um...well recently I have been modified to fight the abyssals that have been invading, but previously I participated in the Second World War against the Japanese and aided in the Korean War against the North Koreans. Something like that?
>Iowa is a little embarrassed to admit her history, scratching the back of her head as she laughs it off.
>Scout couldn't help but blush and grin with pride as she snickered, his smile shining.
'Eh, kinda' da' same, really; just seeing what happens here with us all...
And what do you mean precisely by "where things go"; Like, just friends and meet-ups, or somethin' more playful and, perhaps...sexy~?
if that's the case, the wedding would really dragon at that rate. i'm just going for the ketchup and to ketchup on everyone.
>He bites his lip lightly from her firm grip, cock twitching a bit as she works her hands over it.
Hmm, well, how about we study something my own foundation has been working on next, unless you've got another test in mind.
Well, yeah. I'll let you into a little secret, Toad-person, these Ember Celica wasn't even my first weapon. Although after I got my arm replaced, I can mix and match what I have on my right arm.
>Yang nervously smiles and scratches the back of her head, a bad habit she had picked up that shows she's nervous.
Right... About losing my arm. So... I used to go to a Hunter training academy a while back. Everything was great, I was with my sister and my teammates.Then... Well, the school sorta got overrun by Grimm and the faunus rebel group, the White Fang.
>Yang shifts awkwardly on the spot.
Long story short, my... Friends ex-partner was beating on her pretty badly. In a fit of rage I rushed in to stop him. And... Off with my arm.
>The only sound reverberating throughout the room being the slow metallic grate of the straw on his hardwood desk, he visibly jumps as it finally rolls off and hits the floor with a loud ping.
>The room goes into a deafening silence the moment the derelict straw comes to a rest against her boot, the boy now beading with sweat as he felt her eyes boring through him.
>Flushed with embarrassment, he blurts out the first thing that pops into his head.
At least I got a little target practice in, huh?
>She hands you a bag of caramel chocolates
Taste one! Tell me what you think
Come on boy, sound off like you got a pair! I couldn't hear you!
>She drags on the last two words past their syllables, trying to dig the knife a little deeper into his subconscious.
Oh, just running the gambit off whatever might come up. I live in the moment, no plans for me! And that might include all of the above~
>She gives him a coy wink.
Oh, yes unfortunately. Y-You're not blind though! It's good you think like that, maybe you can help change it!
>Noticing his watery eyes, Iowa wraps her arms around his waist and lifts him up and off the ground, into her tight embrace. She plants a quick kiss on her cheek.
Now now, no need to be so upset...
Hm...quite a story. Uh...slow down a bit though, I don't think I've heard of those things...are they men?
>As if counting each fact on her fingers, Iowa taps on each with her opposite index finger, all the while watching the girl carefully.
But, you saved her, right? Isn't that worth it in the end? I'd give my life for any of my fellow ships in a moment's notice.
Grr...you, outside with me, now. You're going to get a stern talking to!
>By his collar, Iowa yanks him away from his desk and outside, closing the door to her classroom behind her. Wagging a finger in his face, she gives him two 'tsks'.
What made you think you can do something like that! Now how should I punish you...
Hmm... Sensitivity. I wanna see how receptive you are here.
>She backed off to grab her backpack, swinging it forward and opening it. She dropped and sidestepped it when she got what she wanted. A ring of sorts with a thick wire coming out of it.
I will put this on and slowly tighten it. Tell me when it hurts reasonably.
Oooh! Still, your CURRENT weapon of choice, right? Also, wow, lost your arm? Grimm must be serious stuff.
>He considers refusing the test, but allows the girl to continue, slightly perplexed by exactly how the device will work.
Alright, so you're just gonna put that on my dick? Go for it.
>Hands on his hips, he thrusts his waist forward a bit, cock bobbing up and down slightly at attention.
Why am I still here?! I have masturbated thoroughly and my sex drive has now reset to 0 but I am still here.
/trash/ help pls, what is wrong with me
You t-think I can do something good for the world? Hearing that from someone as sweet as you warms my heart!
>His tears stop as his frown reverts to a smile and he lets out a soft giggle
(Her cheek? How's that possible?)
Happened to me too. You just need to find something else to occupy your time.
Oh, really? I like the sound of that idea...
>Scout responded, smirking more playfully at her as he pulled her into a hug by the waist.
>Yang laughs nervously.
Yeah... It wasn't a Grimm. Happened when I was protecting a good friend of mine from a human...
The... Faunas are humans just with animal features, such as night vision. They usually have a type of animal body part, usually a tail or ears. But because they're still related to animals, they're oppressed by humans.
>Yang shakes her head.
It's a shame. My friend is a faunas, too.
>Yang lowers her head and closes her eyes, inhaling heavily before looking back up.
I couldn't save her. I passed out almost instantly from shock. Apparently she was able to get us both out. It's times like these that I feel so weak...
>He offers no resistance as the mountain of a woman shepherds him away from his desk, her ironclad grip leaving his neck practically immobilized as she carted him off.
>Despite seeing the full range of her abilities many times, he still found himself in awe at her sheer strength, his feet almost dragging as she moved at nothing but a brisk pace.
>He snapped back to reality upon hearing her pipe up a second time, going to answer her rhetorical question.
I-I just wanted to see if I-
>He went silent as soon as she began speaking again, his face gradually sinking towards the floor when she muttered the word 'punish', an audible gulp leaving him in response.
I do that a lot, then I remember how much I love cocks and I crawl back~
>A bit taken aback, Iowa's head jolts for a second before a silence fills the room. After, a slight snicker, until she full out is laughing, hunched over her gut giggling hysterically.
Ahahaha~! Really? Oh dear me...I didn't realize I was such a distraction! Maybe your teacher should look for a fat, balding man as a replacement huh?
>Iowa pulls on the knot of her blue jacket to quickly unbind the cloth.
Or maybe distract you a bit more, hm?
I'm not that old! I've just been...uh...repurposed and reoutfitted!
>Iowa sighs, too embarrassed to speak of her past.
Abyss-ALs. They're like me, living weapons. But they're soulless, hive minds that only seek to hurt and kill. I'm here to help stop them as best I can.
Of course! You're already doing me a world of good by just being my servant. I want to see the king you grow up to be, I'm sure you'll be quite the looker. And hey, who are you calling sweet?
>Iowa grins, cuddling him just on the cusp of her massive chest.
(Oh hush, it was a small mistake...)
Oh? What are you thinking of, hmm?
>She is taken into an easy hug by his quick grasp. Iowa plants a small finger on the end of his nose, giving it a little flick.
Animal features?! Like cute fox ears and bushy tails? Oh, oh! I want to see!
>Iowa's easily brought about excitement is just as quickly diminished upon seeing her new friend's head droop. Reading the situation, it didn't take much for her voice to fall into a hush.
Oh...I see. I'm sorry...I didn't mean to bring up such a memory. I've seen a lot of my compatriots sink to the bottom of the ocean as well and I know each one is a heart break, so please accept my apology.
>Iowa firmly holds out her hand, but still gazes at the ground out of sympathy as well as her own idiocy.
Hm...wanted to see if what? Finish your sentence, I don't take kindly to slackers.
>The heavy stomp of Iowa's red boot was audible even down the hallway as she tapped her foot to help her thoughts along at what she could do to the young man. Have him run laps? Push ups? Hm, maybe do it naked? That would be a sight to see..
>Anon stares as Iowa undoes her jacket. He brings his hands to his crotch to hide the growing erection in his pants
>Anon couldn't take his eyes off Iowa's bountiful chest
Oh, maybe releasing some of my desire for ya' that's been buildin' up each day I fail ta' see ya'...
>He playfully explained, his other hand now making its way to her cheek, gently stroking it as he giggled softly as she flicked his nose, giving her finger a little kiss.
Oh the thickness.. how they swell and throb like they're almost alive~
I milk myself every week anyway.. I was actually going to tonight, you can instead do the job~
Oh I do not mind women with cocks.. I would just rather keep my own genitals the way they are...
oh, why thank you anonymous~
>His heart nearly skipped a beat in his already racing chest as the thundering stomp of her boot reverberated down the hallway, his reflexive jump far worse than the one in the classroom.
>There were a thousand things he could say in that instant to sugarcoat his actions, but seeing how that worked out for him so far, he sucked in a gulp of air and simply gave it to her straight.
I just wanted to see if I could get him in the head from the back of the room, ma'am...
>With his confession now hanging in the air, all he can now do is keep himself from trembling before her, eyes slowly gravitating towards the floor again.
>Yang flashes her trademark smile and winks.
Hey, it's alright, Iowa. I can't run away from my past.
>Yang intertwines her fingers with Iowa's and grips her hand firmly.
Besides, we're both still alive, so that's a positive, right?
>She jumps back slightly as you suddenly grope her supple breast, however quickly relaxing and letting off a mellow groan of pleasure as your hand tightened around her chest, pushing out a steady stream of her creamy white onto your arm
It's not the only way to make me sleep but it is certainly the most enjoyable~
I plan on it~
>Prods at your shoulder with her thin, pale finger, her deep purple nail pressing into your skin
I would enjoy that~
Oh, somebody's a little bit pent up, hm? Maybe if I help that little bulge of yours, you'll pay more attention? Plus in front of everybody, maybe you'll know not to do it again.
>Iowa closes the distance between her student and herself, pushing that now bouncing chest directly into his face despite still being hidden behind his undershirt. Her hand bats his little one out of the way in one fell swoop to get a look at what he might have been hiding. The interested ship poked at it with one index through his pants, gauging his reaction.
I wouldn't mind that~
>Halfheartedly she draws her finger away to replace it with a quick peck on his lips, still laughing as she pulled away as the ship wrapped her arms around his neck.
Consider me smitten then! A master in love with her servant.
>Iowa again kisses his cheek, not letting him go for a moment.
Aww, you only lay it on more, hm? I might come to collect when you grow up then. Or you could show it to me now~!
>A bit surprised at his unsurprising answer, her jaw slacked down in amazement. Definitely naked pushups. Crossed arms and in a fit, her voice came out nearly as a bestial snarl than it did a human instructor.
Alright boy, clothes off. Now. Drop and give me twenty after.
>She does everything in her power to stop herself from just hitting him, but being rough with students was always a big no-no in such a position as hers. Not that what she was doing was any better, but hey, she didn't give a damn.
Indeed! Alive and kicking ass!
>Iowa's grip is firm and calloused. With two shakes, she lets Yang go.
Now, what were your plans for the day? I myself am off duty for the moment, so I figured I'd say hi to such a good looking lass. We're pretty identical!
>Another laugh, sincere and ice breaking if anything.
That's pretty brave at you.
>He notices that she is a bit uncomfortable talking about her past.
It's not like you to be so nervous Ms Iowa,you should speak about your past with more pride!
>He walks up and gives her a kiss on the cheek.
I didn't know your country was so important!
Tell me do they have mage there too? I've always been interested in foreign magic.
I haven't seen my navel in years...
>The tender flesh below her soft purple dress giving easily as your fingers sink into her mass, her body pulling away, giving her a moment to lift away her top, letting her massive mammaries hang free, swinging with a heavy weight from her chest, the nipples both hard and ready as she stands before you, prepared to be drained
Ah yes... t-the umm.. the spirits desire an offering from you.. of.. money, yes...
Would you a plant girl, /erp/?
>But anon was cut off by Iowa smothering him with her breasts. His first instinct was to run but Iowa's breasts feel so soft and warm that he couldn't help but push his face in a little more. He gives a cute little yelp as Iowa pokes his bulge, very clearly showing he was now fully erect
Well than, lets have some fun, love~
>Scout's forehead was at this point softly leaning against her own, as he slid his arms around her back, merrily giggling alongside her as his lips met hers once more, this time giving a more prolonged kiss, his tongue swiping up and down on her lips, begging to let it to.
(As long as she doesn't pitcher plant or Venus flytrap me.)
Man, they look so...exotic; like this is too good to be true...
>I softly noted, reaching both of my hands out now, each one fondling and playing with a milk-filled boob, my head going just on the middle of them, as I look up with a smirk.
Mmm, does this feel good, sweetie~?
Yes, I would pollinate her.
>Yang's eyes gazed from Iowa's face and down to her breasts, before returning them to the hair. A large smile spreads across her face and she nods.
Yeah, I'd say we're pretty similar.
>Yang winks slyly before laughing.
Well, the team and I have the week off due to 'exceptional performance' during our last mission. All I did was hit a few Grimm repeatedly. Nothing new. Y'know, I don't actually have any plans today. I was going to swing by Junior's club and see what's going on there. But... I'm sure that can wait.
>Somebody in the world, right now, is currently fapping to the idea of having their penis be suckled on by a venus fly trap, as the acid the plant shoots out slowly circle it till the dick gets fully disintegrated into the plant's mouth.
>Like a weight coming off of his chest, a wave of relief washes over him upon hearing her relatively menial sentencing. Yet at the same time, he couldn't be surprised with her old-fashioned way of thinking.
>Just twenty pushups, he thought. Twenty naked pushu-
>His already widened eyes threatened to burst from his skull upon hearing that stipulation, a burst of pink rapidly racing across his cheeks as her demand sunk in.
>Still partially convinced he still misheard those two weighty words, his hands subtly drift towards his waistband as a precaution, eyes meeting hers with a hint of both confusion and fear.
>She slides the tool onto his shaft. Right now, it wasn't even tight, easily fitting with a gap. However, as she slowly pulled the wire, the ring got tighter and tighter on the shaft. She'll continue tightening the ring until he demands to stop.