Women-only swim (Patreon)

Chihiro was at the wrong place at the wrong time, as usual. He didn't expect that the entire group of vacationers would be divided by sexes in other to avoid "lewd" behavior. Now he was stuck with the ladies.

Maybe buying such a unisex swimsuit wasn't the best idea. But at the same time it hid his secret very well. Speaking of hiding, he would have definitely hidden away on his room, only coming out for a swim whenever there were not many girls around the beach in order to take a dip and at least try to enjoy his vacation, however destiny had other ideas as Usami had made an entire schedule for the trip and going down to the beach in groups was obligatory.

Chihiro's swimsuit did its job well enough at first but it was getting more difficult due to him being surrounded by his extremely attractive classmates, they were all around him, swimming, playing, sunbathing, etc and it was hard to move his eyes away from them, a lot of them whom he crushed on.

As he sat in the shade of a palm tree he tried to think of several plans to avoid any predicaments, eventually he settled for going after Chiaki or Chisa and asking one of them to bury him in the sand for a while, That'd keep him on a single place and in check, the only risk was having his pretty feet exposed to the girls but asking them nicely to bury them too would be easy.

But destiny was not on his side on this vacation as two world famous siblings were slowly approaching him, soaking wet from jumping into the sea.

...

The programmer could only stand there in embarrassment as the siblings rubbed their wet feet all over his face, using it as some sort of rag.

It was Mukuro's idea, surprisingly. Now more that ever Chihiro regrets offering her a foot massage, she's been acting weird ever since... That much human contact messed with her brain.

Chihiro could barely hear the sisters talking as he was too distracted by the slim soles in his face, rubbing up and down his cute face. He heard sarcastic praise coming from Junko, something about their "next move" but he couldn't form coherent thoughts with what was transpiring. Out of nowhere, two of the most attractive girls in the whole university approached him, saying they had forgotten their towels and that he looked dry enough to do a decent job as one. Before he could even process that they made him stand up, rubbing their bodies against his, before he could say a word Junko already had his head in between her breasts. And so it went on, out in that small corner of the beach which Chihiro had strategically picked so no one could see him.

There was no words in any human language that Chihiro could use to express as to how he felt right now, they rubbed against his entire body, breasts on his head, on his chest, their legs on his sides, then rubbing against his one, and eventually their behinds on his crotch. He just knew they could feel it, it was practically impossible to hide now.

Surprisingly, they didn't say anything the whole way, they just smiled, giving him weird stares. Eventually they got him on his knees as they laid on their stomachs, and began to rub their feet against his face. They knew what they were doing, they even wiggled their toes in the air. Chihiro saw attentively as Junko's bubbly toes and Mukuro's slender toes moved in place before their soles made contact with him. Soon enough he could feel their soles on his face. Junko's pampered skin, made rich thanks to expensive creams and perfumes felt great, they were barely wrinkled and as smooth as silk. Mukuro's were surprisngly soft for being a rugged soldier, they were a little rough but still really tender. Chihiro had to do his absolute best not to stick his tongue out to lick them, which was make especially hard after the girls began to pinch his nose with his toes, causing him to breath through his mouth.

The poor crossdresser could only stand there, being tortured by the girls and their pretty peds as he dreaded their next move and just as if they could read minds, the sisters turned around, looking directly at his flushed, now wet face with half closed eyes.

...

"Looks like we got an intruder"

Junko said as she rubbed her chest against the back of Chihiro's head, pushing him further into Mukuro's smaller chest.

Chihiro whined. He couldn't say anything. both girls were wrapped around him, sandwiching him and keeping him in place. Mukuro went as far as holding his hands in place.

"Don't you know this is the "Girls only" section?" 

The blonde asked mockingly. His secret was now exposed. His swimsuit was quickly discarded thanks to Ikusaba's swiftness. His shame and pride couldn't be hidden anymore, especially since they were rubbing against the soldier's muscular thighs. They knew what they were doing since the beginning. They wanted to torture him. How did they knew about his secret? Was it a coincidence? Were they planning this since the beginning? Chihiro could only speculate and barely, since his thoughts were quickly becoming a messy mixture of unorganized thoughts and adrenaline.

"Don't worry, we got the perfect use for a little pervert like you."

Enoshima said behind a toothy, teasing grin as her sister smiled just as maliciously as her, the faintest of blushes forming on her face. Fujisaki couldn't think, much less run. The smell of Mukuro's mixture of sweat and salt water were intoxicating him. He could only squirm like a worm in between the two ladies, subconscious fighting desperately and using  his body to try and break free, conflicted upon what its next action would be, whether hightail out  of there and use his now free hands to reach Mukuro's thighs.

"Mukuro, call the girls"

In a moment of lucidity, Chihiro realized the grave consequences that those words that the fashionista just said entailed. At that moment he realized he was fucked, but he never imagined how literal it was going to be.

...

The poor programmer didn't knew how to feel. It all happened so fast. One moment he was hearing moans, as the girls approached him. The next he was covered in flesh, his female classmates and even some teachers, dressed in the same way in which they appeared in the world on top of him, grabbing him, rubbing him, doing... Things.

They never questioned him, no one acted in shock about his exposed secret, in fact some were excited about that...

It scared how out of the sudden piece of clothing were flying everywhere and then moaning, then everyone was on top of one another. Saliva and sweat getting mixed and giving out a neat aroma, the softness of his classmates overwhelming him, feeling pleasure when his own feet and and other parts of his body were rubbed. It felt nice but... It was overwhelming.

He tried to call for Usami's help, at this point his only option. But his hopes were crushed when he spotted Junko talking with Monokuma at the very corner of his sight. Those two were almost the same person, Monokuma could easily distract and keep Usami busy. 

Then he observed as Junko jumped into the pile, reminding the other girls that Chihiro liked feet and that would get him more "excited" 

Just then Chihiro's vision cleared for a few seconds as some of his classmates got off him and rearranged their positions so they could lay their feet on his face, reaching out for his body as they also played with one another

This quickly overwhelmed the programer, his face now covered in pretty soles, most of which he recognized. Celestia's toes rubbed against his lips, Chisa gently carressed his cheek, Fukawa softly stomped on him, Sonia rubbed her soles up and down his chest, Aoi and Akane intertwined their toes on his forehead, Maki's soles and Kaede's tops served as pillows as his head laid in them. He could even see Mukuro and Junko's nice pedicures among the feet.

The smells, the tastes. It was all too much.

In the few moments in which Chihiro's face was not covered by a body part and he could breath he thought about that story Chiaki told him happened in her class. A mishap with a prank and a aphrodisiac which almost ended badly for their class, and on their first day as classmates, mind you.

He wondered if something liked that had happened again. If someone like Junko had spiked their breakfast with a more potent chemical. He wondered if this was Junko's plan all along. Some twisted machination that she considered fun.

Those wonders were short lived as he slowly but surely gave in to his needs and pleasure, slowly giving up to the spoils and pampering from his lovely classmates.

But just before giving in to primal needs, he heard Junko one last time in between the ear shattering moans. It was so easy to tell she was smiling widely.

"Get comfy, footboy. We are going to be here for a while~"

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As it's tradition. We end a year and begin the next with a Chihiro pic. It's been a while since I've posted one of these, hasn't it?

Not gonna lie, working on this was hard because of how much I loved the idea. It was really hard to concentrate with all the horny in my mind. Expect more Chihiro someday, I love that little dude.

Happy new Years guys, let's make this OUR year c: