Rias Rounds Out (Patreon)

NOTE: Every character here is 18+. Rias and Akeno are potentially already 18 from the very start of the show and I’m deliberately having this take place later on in their third year so that they’re assuredly 18 or maybe even 19. So yes, everyone is, at minimum, 18.

The scent of tea surrounded Rias. This was nice. It wasn’t often that she got to enjoy the peace and quiet of the night- especially for the last year. Ever since she had raised her beloved Issei as a demon, life had been a whirlwind of change and action. But tonight… there was peace. She had not been summoned, there was no imminent threat from the Khaos Brigade, there were no pressing needs from her peerage… it was nice. Really. Truly. Nothing at all was annoying her. Nothing. At. All.

“My, my, my- look at that grip on your cup! Is it really so difficult to spend just a month away from Issei?”

Rias’ brow twitched. She took a long sip of tea before calmly replying to her oldest friend and constant antagonizer, Akeno, “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

Rias’ queen just smiled as she reclined on one of the couches before Rias’ desk. The busty beauty put a hand to her cheek as she said, “I might be mistaken, but I don’t believe that crack on your cup’s handle was there before. And is that a crease line I spy on your forehead?”

What? Rias glanced down at her cup. Sure enough, fractures were spiraling out along the cup’s handle from where her fingers had a death grip on the porcelain. Damn. The set this cup had come from had been a gift from Koneko. She pressed a finger to her forehead in a vain attempt to smooth out her brow. “Fine. Yes, I do miss him. But you’re no better yourself. Don’t think for a second that I haven’t noticed your stress eating.”

“I’ve simply been testing out some new recipes,” Akeno said simply. “How am I to know how good they are without tasting them?”

Right. Rias hadn’t seen Akeno in a kitchen once in the three weeks since Issei had left with his parents for a family vacation, let alone seen her cooking anything. And the way her shirt buttons strained around her chest more than usual showed that she had been doing a bit more than just tasting. She smiled triumphantly. She may be going through romantic withdrawals, but at least she was still in perfect shape. When Issei returned, he was certainly going to look at her more than that pudgy queen of hers. Their long-standing rivalry over Issei’s affections would push in her favor soon enough~.

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Rias breathed in deeply, her face pressed into Issei’s pillow. His scent was starting to fade after all this time, much to her chagrin. She’d continued sleeping in his room despite his absence in hopes of alleviating her longing, which had worked… for a time. Now it just made her miss the warmth of his body next to hers.

The red-headed demon rolled over and threw her legs over the edge of the bed. This was fine. There was just a single week left. Everything would be fine. She could do this. She was a strong and capable member of the Gremory name! She wasn’t obsessed or reliant on some boy at all! She could function just fine for the next week, even with her sole source of comfort in his absence fading like his feelings for her probably were!

…Ok, Rias was just going to bury that last thought somewhere deep, deep down. DEEEEEP, deep down.

The bed creaked softly as Rias got to her feet. She needed to take her mind off of Issei. Obviously, she was going to ransack his room to do that. Knowing him, he probably had dirty magazines stashed everywhere he possibly could. She could spend her free time rooting them out and burning them this next week to distract herself. Then, when he returned, he wouldn’t be able to get his boob fix anywhere else except for Rias… and Asia, and Akeno, and Koneko, and Rossweisse, and Xenovia… but among all of them, Issei assuredly loved her chest the most, so she would receive the most attention!

Rias began to root around, starting with the closet. Naturally, her efforts bore fruit almost immediately. An unlabelled shoebox in the corner of the closet was filled to the brim with magazines featuring scantily clad women. Rias sighed and shook her head. She had expected a lot, but to find so many so soon… her beloved Issei certainly was something else.

She was about to reduce the glossy paper packets to ashes when something caught her eye. The top magazine was a typical supermodel-esque body, but from the middle of the pile, one magazine stuck out with an… unusual front cover. Rias pulled it out and looked more closely. The woman had a stellar figure (not as sublime as Rias’, of course, but still quite admirable), but also… she was pregnant. Very much so, in fact. Rias flipped open the front cover. The next featured woman was also heavily pregnant. As was the next. And the next. The entire magazine was filled with massive-bellied pregnant ladies. What was this? Maybe Issei just liked one particular model?

Rias set the magazine aside and began sifting through the rest of the shoebox. The pregnant magazine turned out not to be an isolated incident. There was a magazine featuring enemas and bike pumps, a few with chubby and plush ladies, and even a regular magazine that featured a story on a woman achieving the world record for most ramen eaten in a single sitting. There were many, many regular dirty magazines as well, of course, but there was a clear pattern showing in their midst.

Issei had a taste for women with large stomachs. On top of that, he didn’t seem to mind a woman with a bit of weight- or maybe he even preferred them. Rias thought on that for a moment, then shook her head. There was no chance. He showed plenty of interest in every slim woman he’d ever met, including Rias and… and…

Akeno. Rias’ blood started to rush as the chubby-girl magazine crumpled in her hands. It wasn’t a coincidence that Akeno had started putting on weight after maintaining her perfect figure for years. She’d shared Issei’s bed with Rias for the first few days after his departure, but she'd arrived first on the last day she did so. She must have searched his room and found these magazines! That filthy temptress! So this was why she wasn’t concerned with her weight gain!

Still… Rias grit her teeth. This was a problem. Truthfully, Rias had to fight to maintain her current figure- but in the exact wrong way for this instance. With her absurd metabolism, gaining enough weight to match Akeno’s newfound softness was out of the question entirely. She also wasn’t familiar with enemas or… the rest. She could learn, but that would eat up valuable time she could spend practicing.

The riled-up demon tossed the magazine back into the shoebox and torched the lot. Yes, she would need to practice. Akeno may be soft, but if Rias could manage to get a large belly, then she could appeal to the rest of Issei’s strange interests! And, seeing as she was unfamiliar with many of the methods she’d seen in the magazines and couldn’t very well become heavily pregnant in just a week (not that she wanted to have any child other than Issei’s, anyway), there was one clear and obvious method she would use.

The soft padding of Rias’ bare feet was the only sound that accompanied her trip to the kitchen. She flicked on the light and opened up the kitchen’s large pantry. Despite the fact that most of the members of the household rarely ate snacks, the pantry was full of them. Various brands of chips, nuts, crackers, cookies, and various other foods were all packed nicely onto a row of shelves in the back. Rias grimaced. She wasn’t fond of these types of human ready-made foods, but… she wasn’t much for cooking, so they would have to do.

Rias gathered the most tempting treats and exited the pantry with her arms full. She dumped her feast onto the island in the middle of the kitchen and pulled open a bag of salt and seaweed chips. Without hesitation, she began to shovel the greasy chips into her mouth, dowing entire handfuls as quickly as she could.

It was a family-size bag, but with Rias’ determined pace, she managed to empty it in a matter of minutes. She pushed it aside and coughed. She didn’t feel great. Her hands were coated in grease and salt, her throat was dry as a desert, and a heavy lump had formed in her stomach from all those chips. She glanced down before remembering that her chest was in the way. She was annoyed for a moment before remembering just how big all of the ladies in Issei’s magazines had been. If Rias couldn’t see her stomach past her own breasts, then it wasn’t large enough.

The demon opened another bag of chips to continue her stuffing, but could barely get her first handful of chips down. Her throat was too dry, her mouth nearly devoid of saliva. She needed a drink.

Rias opened up the fridge and quickly scanned the contents. A fresh carton of pineapple juice met her eye. She snatched it up, opened it, and took a few solid swigs. The strong liquid instantly cleansed her pallet and revitalized her throat, leaving Rias able to tear through her second bag of chips.

The redheaded demon took a moment to gather herself before chugging more pineapple juice and peeling open a pack of chocolate cookies. She was starting to feel ill, but… she couldn’t stop now. She still couldn’t see her belly past the peak of her breasts! But the cold of the kitchen was starting to prick at her bare skin, and the uncomfortable lump of grease and salt in her stomach was starting to churn as she added sugary chocolate to it. She couldn’t keep going like this… this… this wasn’t going to work…

As Rias tried to force her body to swallow her fifth cookie, her throat began to convulse in a harsh gag. She dropped the second half of the cookie and leaned on the kitchen counter, taking deep breaths as excessive saliva began to pool in her mouth. Tears formed in the corners of Rias’ eyes as piercing nausea flooded her body. Why? Why was this so hard? What was she doing wrong? That human woman had eaten enough ramen to appear heavily pregnant, so why couldn’t she, a powerful demon with a much sturdier body, manage to eat even half that much? Why?

Rias’ head whipped up as the sound of footsteps reached her ears. They were right outside the kitchen and rapidly approaching. How had she missed their approach? Had her queasiness distracted her that much? She couldn’t hide her gluttony now! The best she could do was suppress her nausea and pass it off as a midnight snack. She just hoped that it was Asia or Xenovia coming- anyone would be fine so long as it wasn’t…

“Oh wow- what do we have here?”

Of course. The black-haired Akeno traipsed into the kitchen wearing nothing but her panties and a tactful smile while carrying a bag in each hand. Now that she was nude, it was much easier to see the extra padding on her middle, the new fullness of her hips and thighs, and the further roundness of her chest. Her panties were even digging into her fuller figure now. Rias bit back her frustration. Issei was going to love this, and yet Rias couldn’t even hope to compete…

“It’s just a small snack. What are you doing in here, Akeno?”

“What a coincidence. I was going to have a snack myself,” Akeno answered. Her eyes passed slowly over the arrangement of food on the counter, the empty bags, and then, finally, over Rias herself. “Though I must admit, this doesn’t seem like a very small snack at all. Do you really intend to eat all of that yourself, Rias?”

“O-Of course not,” Rias denied, barely keeping down a sickly burp at the mere thought. “I merely wanted to have options at hand instead of going in search of what I want.”

“Ah, is that so?” Akeno replied. She smiled, though her eyes glinted with laughter. “And here I thought that you’d found out about our dear Issei’s more niche interests.”

“Haaa…” Rias sighed. Her stomach had settled enough to straighten up, but it was still grumbling angrily inside her. “I suppose there’s no point in pretending you don’t know. Yes, I found out. But I can’t do it. I can’t. I just…” She bit her lip. “...Can’t.”

“You can’t, hm?” Akeno repeated. She set her bags on the island, then walked around it and picked up one of the empty bags of chips. She wrinkled her nose. “Well, of course you can’t if you're trying with… this. These will fill you up but not out, so you end up feeling full well before you look it. And these-” Akeno pointed at the cookies, “-won’t be much better. A little sugar is good to get your appetite back up, but too much when you’re not used to it will make you sick.”

Rias blinked. Was Akeno… offering her advice? Her rival in love? “Why… are you telling me this?”

“Hmm…” Akeno mused, tossing the empty chip bag away as she put a hand to Rias’ stomach. The redhead started at the touch but relaxed as the hand began to move in slow, tight circles, calming the raging tummy beneath. She continued, “Well, you should know by now that I don’t mind sharing my Issei. And I would love to see his expression when he returns to find that his master and her queen have become even more to his tastes in his absence. In fact, I would very much enjoy getting the rest of our peerage in on this as well, though I don’t see Asia taking to this very well.”

Right. Akeno was just like this, wasn’t she? Rias began to feel guilty about her feelings of jealousy. “Well, I would prefer for this to stay between us. I can’t have my peerage full of fat and lazy demons, after all.”

“I suppose that’s for the best,” Akeno agreed. There was silence for a moment apart from the gurgling of Rias’ stomach, but then Akeno smiled. “We can still make sure that there are two full-bodied ladies waiting for him upon his return, though.”

Rias frowned. “As much as I would love to fulfill Issei’s fantasies, I already told you, I can’t. This is as far as I can go and it is not nearly enough.”

Akeno stopped rubbing Rias’ stomach and smiled one of her seemingly innocent yet assuredly wicked smiles. “I wouldn’t say that just yet, Rias. As I said, you were going about this the wrong way. With my help, I think you’ll be able to do just fine.”

“I… I don’t know about this…” Rias hesitated. She loathed trusting anything Akeno said when she was like this, but… if it really worked, then… Issei…

Akeno laughed and reached for one of her bags while saying, “Please, Rias, just leave this to your loyal queen. I’ll make sure that that man won’t be able to look at either of us without getting a nosebleed upon his return.”

Despite Rias’ reservations, she did not protest anymore as Akeno began to move around the kitchen. The bags she’d brought had ingredients in them. Apparently the half-demon had gone shopping just before this. She moved with practiced grace, prepping ingredients and cooking them with ease.

“When did you learn how to cook like this?” Rias asked, surprise apparent in her voice.

Akeno smiled softly as she stirred up a skillet of stir-fry. “Well, I did live alone for quite a long while. It’s only natural that I’d learn how at some point once I got sick of convenience store meals.”

That made quite a bit of sense, actually. “Sorry. That should have been obvious to me.”

“Please, don’t worry about it. There are plenty of layabouts that never learn to feed themselves even after years of living alone.”

Akeno worked in silence for a while. Rias, finally starting to feel that she wouldn’t vomit from moving anymore, turned around and leaned her hips against the counter to better watch Akeno cook. If she’d been going shopping, cooking, and eating like this every night the last few weeks, then it was no wonder that she’d put on some weight. Though, she… she was making quite a lot of food there, wasn’t she…?

The half-demon finished making a large platter of fried fish and handed it to Rias. “Could you take this out to the dining table? It will be much more comfortable to eat in there than in the cold kitchen.”

Rias had to agree with Akeno on that point. She took the platter and carried it to the dining table in the next room over. But before she could return to the kitchen, Akeno had followed her with a heaping plate of the stir-fry that she’d been cooking. “Oh, don’t worry about carrying anything else, I can get it from here. Just take a seat to let your stomach settle a bit more, hm?”

“Well… if you insist,” Rias relented. She pulled out one of the padded chairs and sat down. It was cold on her nearly bare rear at first but quickly warmed up. Now that she wasn’t downing cold juice anymore, the digestion (or, rather, indigestion) in her stomach was starting to warm up her whole body. She sighed as she reclined in the chair, letting her head lull back and her arms hang at her sides. This was much better than feeling ill bent over in that cold kitchen. Much, much better-

Rias sensed the flow of magic just a moment too late. Something hot and tingly wrapped around her wrists, pulling them together back behind the chair. It hit her ankles as well, tying them tightly to the chair. She pulled hard at whatever was binding her but to little avail. She whipped her head around to find Akeno walking towards her, her devious smile once again present on her lips with a massive bowl of rice in one hand and lightning dancing in the palm of the other.

“Akeno? What is this? What are you doing?”

Akeno set the bowl down and set a hand on Rias’ shoulder, giving it a tight squeeze. “I’m just doing what I said I would do, of course. I’m giving you a belly that will blow Issei away.”

“And why do I need to be bound like this for that to happen?” Rias demanded, her heart racing in her chest.

“Oh, you don’t. It’s just more fun this way.”

Rias opened her mouth to reprimand her discourteous queen and demand to be let go, but as she did, Akeno pushed one of the lengths of fried fish she’d prepared into Rias’ mouth. It was… delicious. It was even greasier than the chips had been, but it was so moist and juicy, and that crispy texture was just perfect. Rias’ mind was lost for a moment as she reveled in the experience of the food in her mouth, but she quickly snapped to. She hastily swallowed the fish and opened her mouth again, but just as before, her words were replaced with tasty breaded fish.

Every time Rias swallowed her current mouthful and tried to speak, Akeno would fill her jaw with yet more food. The crimson-haired woman grunted as a spoon filled with rice ended up in her mouth, then squirmed in frustration as the next time she tried to speak, a heaping helping of stir-fry pinned down her tongue.

She could free herself from a weak wooden chair, of course, but freeing herself from Akeno’s magic was another story. She would need to put out a considerable amount of her own magic to do that, which would cause a lot of collateral damage to the house. Much of that damage could be repaired, but Rias was painstakingly aware of the pictures on the walls and gifted dishes on the table that couldn’t be replaced. She couldn’t escape Akeno without destroying those. Thus… she was trapped.

Eventually, Rias gave in and just ate as quickly as she could to get Akeno’s madness over with. In truth, she wasn’t having a bad time. The food was excellent and, despite how much and how quickly she was eating, she had yet felt ill in the slightest. If anything, she felt hungrier than before she had begun eating, though her stomach was feeling rather full. Was this what Akeno had meant before about the proper way to do this? Maybe Rias had some potential after all…

Rias opened her mouth again, but for the first time, no food met her tongue. She looked over at Akeno in confusion. The black-haired woman’s smirk widened. “Well now, for all your resistance, you’re actually quite greedy, aren’t you? You ate all that food and yet you still want more, hm?”

All of it? Rias stared down at the table. It was gone. All of the rice, the stir-fry, the fish… it had vanished. How? Had she really eaten all of that n her own? Or…

Rias side-eyed Akeno’s midriff. Sure enough, it looked a bit rounder than it had been before. “Akeno…”

The half-demon pretended to blush as she put her hands to her cheeks. “Oh yes, fine. I admit it. I had a few bites myself since I was just so hungry. I had originally intended to be eating all of this myself, after all. But still, it was wrong of me to slight my master like this. Don’t worry, you’ll have all of the next course to yourself.”

The next course? “What do you mean by-”

“Oh!” Akeno interrupted, “Speaking of which, the meat should be more than ready. Excuse me for a moment, please.”

Akeno bustled off into the kitchen, her plush rear bouncing in times with her steps. Rias bit her lip. Akeno was still cooking? How much more did she plan on having Rias eat, exactly? Akeno may have been sneaking bites while feeding Rias, but Rias had still eaten more than her fair share. And now that she wasn’t immersed in eating, Rias noticed that her stomach was starting to ache a bit from how full it was. She needed to stop Akeno before-

The mesmerizing scent of beef and pork swallowed Rias up as Akeno waltzed back into the room, carrying a large platter of different meats. She set it on the table with a heavy thunk and sighed, wiping her forehead with her arm. “They’re a bit overdone, but I must say, these smell sinful. I truly wish that I had decided to cheat on you with these rather than during the first course… oh well, then. Ready, Rias? Say aaah~.”

Before she even realized what she was doing, Rias had opened her mouth for Akeno to shove in a large strip of beef. It was… oh wow, this was… even though yes, it was overdone, it was still so juicy and tender, perfectly seasoned, and… ooooh… this was better than anything Rias had had at a barbecue place before. Had she been cooking her meat incorrectly this entire time? Could it all have been this good? What a waste!

A sudden pang in her stomach brought Rias back to reality. What? Why did she suddenly feel so much fuller? She groaned softly as her stomach twitched. While slowly chewing a heap of pork, Rias glanced down at the platter. It was already over half-empty? But how? She’d only spaced out for a moment! Had Akeno been helping herself again? If she had, it wasn’t showing. Akeno’s waist remained only slightly bloated. So that meant…

Rias swallowed her mouthful of meat and panted as she felt the heavy lump sink into her gut. It almost seemed to have to force its way into her overfull belly, that single bite making her feel even more full. She was, well and truly, stuffed. She’d never been this glutted in her life. She couldn’t possibly eat anymore… not even a single bite…

Akeno, who had been holding a piece of beef in front of Rias’ mouth, leaned down and gave Rias a curious look. “What, you’re not giving up now, are you? We’ve barely even started.”

Rias shook her head and said, "N-No, that’s quite enough, Akeno. I… ugh, I don’t think I could eat another bite…”

“Oh, I don’t know about that…” Akeno mused, running a hand over Rias’ belly. It was so much more sensitive now that it was so overstressed, and Rias had to bite her lip to stop from moaning as Akeno teased it. The black-haired demoness grinned evilly as she pressed a bit harder into Rias’ belly. “Besides, you haven’t reached your goal yet, have you? I don’t think you can quite see yourself yet…”

It… was true. Rias could tell that she was heavily bloated just from how much extra space Akeno’s hand was moving across, but she still couldn’t see her own belly past the peak of her breasts. For the first time in her life, Rias regretted being so fantastically endowed. “B-But still, I-”

Rias’ eyes widened in surprise as the piece of beef was crammed into her mouth. Akeno leaned down and looked into Rias’ eyes, her expression dark and heavy. “Don’t worry, my dear master. I’ll help you get just as big as you desire.”

Rias’ heart began to slam into her ribs as she gingerly chewed at the delicious meat in her mouth. Why? She knew that Akeno was a sadist, but she’d never turned her sights to Rias before. So why now, at the worst possible time? She swallowed the meat, but barely had time to take a breath before more succulent beef was being forced past her teeth. Just how much further was Akeno going to press this? How much did she plan on forcing into Rias’ poor body? And how much more could Rias actually handle before… before…

The rest of the meat was carefully shoved into Rias’ unwilling mouth, one by one. The scarlet-haired woman groaned in her seat, her feeling as if it had a boulder weighing it down from the inside. Maybe this was it? Maybe Akeno was satisfied?

“Oh, now you’re getting a good paunch, Rias. But you could certainly still do better. Here, I’ll be riiiiight back with the next course.”

“W-Wait-” Rias started, but her protest was cut short by a sudden rumbling in her stomach, then a loud *BuuuOOOOO-OOOrrrp!* pushing up her throat and out her lips. The demoness felt her face turning as red as her hair. She’d never made a sound like that in her life! It was so rude and uncouth! And… and… strangely, it… also felt really good…

Before long, Akeno returned, this time with a huge bowl and a pitcher of milk. She set the bowl and pitcher down and put a hand on Rias’ belly again, patting it. “You’re feeling pretty hard, but there’s still some emptiness in there, I see.”

“A-Akeno, please, I- *urp* I can’t-”

A spoonful of rice from the bowl was shoved into Rias’ mouth, blocking her voice yet again. Rias swallowed it nearly whole, then winced as a light pain rushed through her tense middle. She really was getting too full! “Akeno, PLEASE!” She groaned. “It’s too much! I’m so- *UUoooRP* so full!”

“But not full enough for your dear, precious Issei, hm?” Akeno crooned, her eyes dancing with sadistic fire. She forced yet more rice into Rias’ panting mouth, then more. And more. And MORE. Grains of rice spilled out of Rias’ mouth and onto her chest, but Akeno didn’t seem to care. She just kept running her hand over Rias’ belly, pressing into the taut surface, as her other hand continued to funnel rice directly into Rias’ mouth.

Rias contemplated just spitting everything back out, but with how Akeno was right now, she didn’t doubt for a second that the woman would force everything back in. And she was too full now to even consider escaping the cost of Issei’s family’s belongings. She’d likely burst if she tried to exert that kind of power. All she could do now was eat, even as the pain in her belly grew and grew and grew… but… why… why did…

Why was the pain in her stomach starting to feel so… so good?

With every grain of rice that fell down Rias’ throat, her belly tightened just a little bit more. It seemed to be pressing into her lungs now, restricting her breathing, and even pressing into the bottom of her loosely hanging breasts. It even seemed to be pressing down into her pelvic reason, putting pressure on her bladder and… other areas. Was that why the pain rippling through her compact insides was starting to feel better and better? Or was it something else entirely?

The moment the last bit of rice entered Rias’ mouth, a sudden shock went through her system as cold glass was pressed against Rias’ lips. Milk began to splash into Rias’ mouth, washing all the remaining rice down into her throat. Rias began to gulp reflexively before just opening up her throat entirely, letting the milk pour down into her overpacked belly.

“It hurts, doesn’t it?” Akeno’s voice rang out, barely piercing Rias’ occupied mind. “Just let it all out, Rias~. You’re so painfully full that you can’t stand it, can you? Come on, show me. Show me how much it hurts! How good it feels! Show me!”

The busty demoness began to moan, louder and louder, as the milk rapidly filled up every little nook and cranny inside of her. She felt like a living water balloon with the cold liquid causing the pressure inside of her to rapidly mount. Her skin grew tighter and spasms of pain and tension coursed through her middle. Milk spilled out of the corners of her mouth, dribbling down her furnace of a body. It was going into her so fast! She was growing so FAST!

Ooooooh- OH! OoooOOOH! It was so much! Her belly hurt so badly! Her toenails scratched against the wooden floor as her toes curled, her back arching as heat rapidly flooded all throughout her body. She couldn’t take it! She was going to explode! Every little drop was pushing her over the brink, yet she was still guzzling far more than a drop every single moment! OH! OOOOH!

THIS WAS IT! Rias was at her limit! The pain! The pressure! It was-! OoooOOH, it was-! AH! AAAAAH! AAAAAAAAAH-

Rias’ entire body shuddered and spasmed. Her nails dug into the chair and her stomach rumbled violently. The milk stopped and, with her lungs burning, Rias cried out, “AaaAAAAAA-AAAAH~!”

Then… she slumped forward. She was… exhausted. Mentally, physically… everything Rias had to offer was done entirely. Her eyelids fluttered, barely able to stay open, but… oh hey, look. She could see the creamy white skin of her stomach past the apex of her erect nipples. She’d… she’d done it. She really had.

It was difficult to even breathe at this point. Rias, tiredly, lifted her head to look for Akeno. The half-demon was leaning against the dining table, looking just as dazed and content as Rias felt. And her panties looked… oh. Oh, well… that… was something. Apparently Akeno’s real objective hadn’t been Issei at all. That… was a shock.

Still, even if Akeno seemed to be happy just doing this, Rias hadn’t forgotten her original goal. Now that she knew she could get this big, she have Issei be the one cramming her this full of food, pushing her to the very limit. And she wouldn’t mind if he went and filled a different part of her to its limit as well… eheheh…

Rias jolted out of her Issei-fueled fantasies as the sound of several rapid footsteps reached her ears. Ooooh, no- she’d been loud enough to wake the whole house, hadn’t she? And Akeno was still like THAT… oh, this was going to be difficult to explain to the rest of her peerage…

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Hey, it's probably still March somewhere, so I totally made it... right?

I may despite Highschool DxD with at least half of my entire being, but I will admit that writing this fic was a blast. I totally get why people like pairing these two. Such a fun combination~

For real though, fuck Issei. That punk-ass little shit. Delete him. Like... seriously. Damn.