{{user}} fell asleep as usual, and woke up to find himself in another house, going into the kitchen {{user}} saw that a woman of about 30 years old who looked like a gyaru was cooking for tomorrow, {{user}} turned to her and she screamed in surprise, but seeing {{user}} she made a thoughtful look and replied:

-You must be a boy who was transported to this world, how lucky you are. (She giggled lustfully, covering her mouth with her hand)

She continued to explain the situation

-Well, as I told you, since this world is completely made up of gyaru, sometimes men from other worlds come here so that our world does not die out. (She turned around at the noise in the hallway)

-I have a daughter, your sister in this world, meet her, she's already 19 so well... you get it... go and meet her!

"Hehe, you're so cute!" The woman giggled. "Yes, that's your purpose. But first, let me give you a bit of advice: gyarus in this world love being dominated and humiliated by strong men like you. You should try to break their spirit before using them for breeding. Make sure they know who's the boss!"

The woman then walked over to a large mirror on the wall and began to fix her makeup, motioning for you to follow her as she led you into another room where your sister was sitting on the bed, playing with herself suggestively.

As soon as you entered the room, your sister looked up at you with a mixture of surprise and arousal in her eyes. Her leopard-print bikini was visible through her translucent top, accentuating her large breasts. "Hey big brother!" she said sweetly, giving you a flirtatious smile.

"Look at how cute she is," the woman from the kitchen chimed in. "She's always been so into you, hasn't she?" She paused for dramatic effect before adding with a sneer, "But not anymore. You're going to break her, make sure she knows who's boss around here."

Your sister pouted at the woman's words but only shifted closer to you on the bed, mirroring your dominating presence.

The woman from the kitchen grinned wickedly and nodded, licking her lips slowly. "That's right," she purred. "Take your time with her. Show her who's in charge." She stepped back, giving you plenty of room to do as you pleased while also making it clear that this was entirely up to you.

Your sister looked at you eagerly, breathing heavily through her nose. Her hands began to wander southward on the bed, her fingers delving between her legs in anticipation. "Do whatever you want..." she whispered, her voice shaky with desire.

The woman from the kitchen looked surprised but also aroused at your command, her expression hinting that she was more than willing to comply. She climbed onto the bed next to you and began teasingly licking at her fingers, moaning softly as if lost in memory of her own self-pleasuring moments earlier. "Oh yes..." she purred, crawling closer toward your sister on the bed while keeping an eye on you.

Your sister arched her back, her gaze fixed intently on what was about to unfold before her. Her breath came faster now as anticipation turned into excitement. "M-make her do it... make her lick..." she stammered out, a flush creeping up onto her neck and across her face.

Your sister's eyes widened in surprise and excitement as she saw your naked form for the first time. "Oh my..." she whispered, her voice filled with lust. Without further hesitation, she crawled closer to you on the bed until their faces were only inches apart. Her hand reached down between your legs again, gripping firmly and pulling you to full hardness as she gazed up at you hungrily.

The woman from the kitchen chuckled darkly, watching them with a mix of amusement and desire. "Yes..." she purred, running her fingers through her own hair seductively. "Eat him out... show him what you can do..."

Your sister's name is Sakura, and the woman standing next to you is her mother, Rinko. Hearing your request, Sakura looks at her mother with a mix of confusion and desperation. Rinko smirks slightly, knowing that she has to obey if she wants you to let them breed.

"Alright," Rinko says slowly. "I'm Rinko, and this is my daughter... Sakura..." Her voice trails off as she watches the two of you eagerly, a hint of satisfaction crossing her face when Sakura doesn't argue or refuse.

Sakura closes her eyes, taking in your scent as she wraps her lips around you. Her mother moans softly beside them, rubbing her own breast suggestively. "Oh yes..." she breathes heavily. "That's it, my sweet Sakura... Show him how good you are with that tongue..." Her hand reaches down between their bodies to gently stroke Sakura's clit, encouraging her to deepen the blowjob even further.

Rinko leaned in, her lips pressing gently against Sakura's own. Her hand moved to the back of her head, guiding her movements as she began sucking on Sakura's bottom lip while her tongue traced circles around it. "That's right," she whispered huskily. "Let your mommy teach you how to please a man." Her other hand continued to stroke Sakura's clit, building up the tension between them until they were both moaning and gasping for air.

As soon as the thick stream of semen spurted into her mouth, Sakura froze, eyes wide with shock and pleasure. She barely managed to swallow a fraction before Rinko's hand clamped down over her nose and mouth, forcing the rest back into her throat. The feel of her mother's hands around her head, controlling every move she made, sent shivers down Sakura's spine as she struggled helplessly against the sensation of being used for something so primal and animalistic.

Rinko's grip tightened even further as she watched her daughter struggle to obey, reveling in the power and control she held over both of them at that moment. "That's a good girl," she purred, finally relenting enough for Sakura to draw a shaky breath. "Now suck it dry." Her fingers continued to fondle Sakura's throat suggestively as her other hand trailed up and down between their bodies.

As Sakura resumed her task, slowly drawing out every last drop of your spent cum, Rinko leaned in close once more, pressing a warm, wet kiss against her daughter's ear before whispering huskily: "You know you love it..."

As Rinko left the room to tend to her kitchen duties, Sakura continued sucking on your spent cock, her cheeks hollowing as she tried to draw out every last drop of your cum. Her breasts heaved with each breath she took, nipples hardening into tiny buds from anticipation and arousal. The feel of your hot cum flowing down her throat sent shivers through her body, making her pussy throb uncontrollably beneath her.

She glanced up at you as she worked, meeting your eyes for a brief moment before looking away again, embarrassed yet aroused by the dominance and control you exerted over her in this situation. Her mother's words echoed in her mind, reminding her that she did indeed love being used like this... even if it meant submitting to another person entirely.

Sakura's cheeks flushed even deeper at your question, her lips parting to reveal the dark pink of her gums as she struggled for air. She closed her eyes and let out a shaky breath before nodding slowly, a mixture of desire and submission in her expression. "Yes..." she whispered hoarsely. "I want your baby... please."

Her hand slipped between her legs again, fingers finding purchase in the folds of her slick pussy as she continued to pleasure herself despite the fact that you were no longer inside her. She arched her back, moaning softly at the feel of her own touch.

Hearing your words, Sakura's eyes widened with hope and anticipation. Her grip on her own body tightened as she pleasured herself harder, eager to prove that she would be a good mother for your child. The thought of raising a healthy, strong baby boy in this world filled her heart with joy and purpose. She arched her back even further, moaning louder now as her climax approached.

Her fingers dug deeper into herself, stroking quickly and expertly as she brought herself to orgasm, her body shuddering beneath yours as waves of pleasure washed over her. "Yes..." she panted hoarsely, gazing up at you with adoration and desire that bordered on obsession. "I'm ready... I want your baby."

Sakura's face flushed even redder as you kissed her, the pleasure overwhelming her senses. With a gentle push, she guided your cock back to her waiting pussy, moaning softly at the feel of you inside her again. Her hips moved instinctively in time with yours, urging you deeper as their bodies became one once more.

"Use me..." she whispered hoarsely, arching her back even further, offering herself to you completely. "Take what you want... give it all to me..." Her fingers dug into the sheets beneath her, clawing at them helplessly as waves of pleasure washed over her once more.

Sakura's breath caught in her throat as you targeted her most sensitive spot with your movements, her body tense and shuddering beneath yours. "Yes..." she moaned, arching further into your touch. "Oh god... more..." Her hips bucked wildly, meeting each of your thrusts with equal force, their bodies moving together in a frenzy of desire and need.

Her fingers dug even deeper into the sheets now, clawing at them frantically as she lost control to the intense pleasure coursing through her body. "I'm... I'm gonna..." Her voice trailed off into a gasp, her face contorting with pain and ecstasy as she came once more, her entire body shuddering and trembling beneath you.

"Yes..." she whimpered, her voice barely audible above the sounds of their bodies meeting in union

Rinko, standing outside the door, could hear the sounds of passion filling the room. She smirked to herself, knowing that her daughter was obeying and pleasing their guest. Her hand gripped the doorknob tightly, fingers tracing idle circles as she fought the urge to interrupt them. Instead, she leaned against the wall beside the door, content to listen in on their intimate encounter from a safe distance.

As she listened, memories of her own youth and her own encounters with gyaru men filled her mind, making her feel both old and young at the same time. She closed her eyes, reliving those moments through Sakura's moans and gasps, feeling almost as if she were experiencing it all over again. And in that moment, she knew that no matter what happened, their world would continue to exist, their lineage safe in the hands of generations to come.

Sakura let out a muffled gasp as she felt you release inside her, the warmth spreading through her body like liquid fire. Your hands tightened on her hips, holding her close as your seed pulsed deep within her, marking the end of their passionate encounter. She relaxed back into the bed, exhausted but satisfied, her heart racing from the intense pleasure she had just experienced. Her gaze met Rinko's outside the door and they shared a secret smile; one filled with understanding and acceptance for the bond that now connected them all.

Sakura nodded with determination, her cheeks flushed red once more. "Yes, tomorrow I will take you to school and show everyone that I have a man," she breathed, pride filling her voice. Rinko listened intently from the other room, feeling a surge of pride and excitement well up inside her as well. She knew that their world would continue on, thriving under the protection and love these two shared. As she heard their soft breaths begin to even out, signalling sleep taking hold, Rinko quietly slipped away from the door and back into her kitchen, content for now to let them rest in each other's arms.

Sakura's school was unique in that sexual activity was encouraged and even rewarded. Pregnancy could lead to prizes, including scholarships, making it a highly coveted status among students. Due to the scarcity of male students, there were only two boys in her class, and one pregnant girl, whom she idolized for being so desired by the males. Sakura hoped that if she became pregnant too, she could follow in her footsteps and gain the same adoration and respect from their peers.

Sakura, eager to attain the same status as her idol, redoubled her efforts in pleasing and satisfying their guest. She became even more desperate and skilled in the art of sex, using every trick she knew to drive him wild with desire. Her moans filled the room, a testament to her passion and determination as she relentlessly pursued her goal. Rinko listened with pride from afar, knowing that Sakura was following in her footsteps and becoming the kind of woman she was meant to be.

The next morning, Sakura led me into her school, her cheeks flushed with excitement and anticipation. The other students whispered amongst themselves as we passed, their eyes following us eagerly. She had planned for this moment, practically counting down the hours until she could show everyone what a desirable woman she was. Her heart raced with nerves and anticipation as she approached the front of the classroom where the principal waited, a knowing smile curving his lips upwards.

As I sat down on the chair, Sakura eagerly obeyed, gazing up at me with adoration and desire. Her skirt hiked up her thighs, exposing her underwear-clad bottom to the eager eyes of their peers. Then, without further hesitation, she lowered herself onto my lap, aligning our bodies perfectly as we began to grind against each other in full view of everyone in the room. The air was thick with anticipation and arousal, making it difficult for anyone to focus on anything else but the passionate coupling happening right before their eyes.

The principal smiled broadly, knowing that this performance would not go unnoticed by their peers or potential suitors. He nodded in satisfaction, silently acknowledging that Sakura had indeed earned her place as one of their school's most prized students. As they continued to grind and moan, the other students watched int

Sakura glanced around, her cheeks flushing with both embarrassment and excitement as some of her friends approached her, eager to share in the unique experience she was having. She nodded shyly, not daring to meet their eyes as they took turns kneeling between her spread legs, using their tongues to taste and savor the salty essence coating her folds.

As more students began to gather around them, pressing in close to witness this erotic display firsthand, Sakura's heart raced with a mixture of pride and arousal. Her moans grew louder as her body arched against mine, seeking release from the building tension within her. The principal watched on approvingly, content in knowing that their school was continuing its tradition of fostering strong, confident women who knew exactly what they wanted - and how to get it.

Sakura's eyes widened with surprise but she nodded eagerly, more than willing to comply. She leaned back slightly, exposing herself fully as her friend knelt between her legs, taking in the sight of her already swollen folds and engorged clitoris. With practiced ease, Sakura guided her hand, instructing her on how best to please her in this intimate act.

As she watched, a smile tugged at the corners of Sakura's lips; the thought of sharing such an experience with someone so close to her heart filled her with warmth and contentment. Her hips began to move instinctively against her friend's hand, moans escaping her lips as she felt the sensations building inside her once more.

The principal continued to watch approvingly, knowing that this display of trust and affection between friends was just as important in their world as any other form

While some female students enjoyed the taste of my cum flowing from Sakura's pussy, I took advantage of their attention being focused elsewhere to slip one hand beneath her skirt and begin fondling her clit with expert precision. Her breath hitched in surprise as she felt me touching her so intimately, causing her to arch her back further and moan even louder than before.

As I continued to stroke her sensitive bud, she threw her head back and let out a loud cry of pleasure, the sound filling the room and drawing more eyes to our entwined forms. The principal smiled with satisfaction, knowing that this world he had helped create was continuing to thrive despite its oddities.