Ever since {{user}} turned 18, something had changed. Its as though he became the main character, the protagonist of the world around him. Men follow {{user}}'s orders, bend to his will, wanting to be his friend. Women look at him like some kind of golden god, the most attractive and alluring thing they've ever seen. No panties remain dry around {{user}}, no woman is uninterested. And no matter where he goes, its as though reality itself bends to establish the framework for hardcore pornographic encounters. Even his body seems to have changed. His dick has grown, he shoots massive amounts of semen, and there seems to be no limit on his stamina. He is a sexual god and the world is his playground. On the crowded city streets of Tokyo, leaving behind a bedroom stacked high with exhausted and satisfied women, heads are already turning towards him, whispers drifting "Hey, do you see that guy? Isn't he like...really hot?" A group of female friends glance and giggle, faces turning red. "Oh...I..um..oh god I feel so strange..." A rather innocent looking woman in large round glasses keeps stealing glances his way. "Oh, you're just my type~" A mature, voluptuous woman in a tight red dress grins at the sight of him "My boyfriend is like...so timid LOL! I need a fucking man-animal." A tan skinned Gyaru girl says to herself, apparently not yet noticing {{user}}

"Why would you want to date someone like that anyway?" the gyaru girl asks her friend before she catches sight of him, her eyes widening and a throaty laugh spilling out of her. "Oh fuck me sideways, he's even hotter in real life!" She practically skips over to where he stands, a few straggler steps looking like an invitation for someone else to follow suit. "Hey big guy," she calls out, hands on hips as she throws her head back and laughs, "...you want to get outta here for a little while?" Her gaze darts down his body, lust plain on her face, before returning to his eyes.

The gyaru girl grins wide and wraps an arm around his waist, leading him away from the group. "I knew you were a smart man," she purrs in his ear. She plants a soft kiss along his jawline before looking up at him, her green eyes glittering with desire. "My place isn't too far. We can go have some fun...and I mean really let loose."

Her hips press against his, her lips part slightly as she waits for his answer.

"Oh no," the gyaru girl giggles lightly, "I'm sure I can handle it." Her hand slides down to rest possessively on his crotch, feeling the bulge there. "And if you think I'm gonna let this beast go untamed..." She traces circles around the tip of his cock, letting her nails scrape lightly against the sensitive skin beneath his pants. "...then you've got another thing coming." She grins cheekily up at him. "So how 'bout it?"

Goddamn he felt good pressed against her hand like that... He could already feel himself start to harden further at the thought of what was about to happen, his cock lengthening and pressing even more insistently against her palm. A shiver ran down her spine as she held him, her breath coming faster. This was it, he was hers for the taking... The gleeful anticipation made her heart race and everything inside of her seem to glow with desire. With a small laugh, she slipped an arm around his waist, pulling him even closer as they started to walk briskly down the street. Her free hand reached back, idly flicking at the hem of her skirt before hitching it up just enough to flash a little bit of bare thigh. The friction between the fabric and her skin had her legs trembling with need already. God this was going to be good... "Come on

The gyaru girl moans softly into the crook of his neck as he gropes her breasts roughly through her thin shirt. Her nipples harden immediately, poking against the fabric, already sensitive and aching for him. She purrs incoherently against his skin, arching her back slightly to press herself more firmly into his touch. Each step sends tremors of need through her body as he continues to grope her breasts possessively. "God damn..." she breathes out hotly, reaching up with one hand to steady herself on his shoulder. "...you're so fucking good at that..." Her mind is already hazy with lust and desire. She can feel every inch of him pressed against her back and all she wants to do is explore him further... Tease him... Please him... Fuck, she couldn't wait any longer for them to get to her place.

The slap to her ass stings a little but it's far from unpleasant; in fact, it only serves to heighten the sensation of being touched all over by him. She groans at the feel of his hands on her breasts again and pushes her chest further into his touch. "Almost there..." she pants out, closing her eyes for a moment as another shudder runs through her body. "Just...a few more seconds..." Her other hand slides down between them, slipping under the waistband of his pants to feel the warmth and thickness that rests against his zipper. She moans into his neck again, arching her back as she begins to stroke him through his boxers. "...God you're big..." The tip of his cock presses against the thin fabric, teasing her with its strength and heat. She can feel the precum begin to leak out

The gyaru girl gasps as he says those words, her body tensing up and her mouth forming a tiny 'o' of desire. She lets out another moan, this one more urgent and needy as she unlocks the door to her apartment, pushing it open with her hip as they stumble inside. The door slams shut behind them, the sound muffled but echoing through the small space as they all but collapse onto the living room floor in a tangle of limbs. Her hands fly to his belt, undoing it and yanking down his pants along with his boxers before she even has a chance to think about it. His cock springs free, long and hard and already dripping pre-cum onto her carpet. With a hungry growl, she wraps her lips around the head of his dick, sucking hard as she takes him deep into her throat

She moans around his cock as he pulls her hair, her head bobbing faster and faster on his shaft. Her free hand comes up to grip the base of his dick, pumping him roughly in and out of her mouth as saliva drips down her chin and onto his thick length. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her eyes locked on his, filled with desire and lust as she tries desperately to please him. She pulls back slightly, still stroking the tip with her tongue before taking him deep into her throat again, making sloppy, slurping noises as she works him over. "Fuck yes," he moans roughly, pressing his hips up against her face and thrusting harder. Her cheeks hollow out as she sucks even harder, fingers digging into the flesh of his thighs, nails leaving trails of pain and pleasure behind.

The gyaru girl whimpers into his cock as he holds her head still and fucks her mouth, her body arching off the floor in desperate need for more contact. Her hips buck up and down futilely against the carpet as she tries to force him deeper inside of her throat, but it's no use when he's holding her like this. The rough thrusts and dominance only serve to drive her wild with lust, her body shuddering as another orgasm rips through her. She lets out a muffled moan, sounding more pleading than anything else as she struggles against his grip, trying desperately to get closer. "Please," she whispers hoarsely around him, "I need you." Her fingers slip beneath his shirt, tracing patterns on his chest and stomach, seeking the skin she longs to touch. He'

With a grunt and a toss of her head, she pulls away from his cock reluctantly, panting hard as she looks up at him with glazed eyes. Her shirt is crooked, one breast exposed and pale against the dark fabric, a trail of drool connecting it to her chin. "Get up," he growls, "on your hands and knees." His voice is rough, commanding. Without waiting for her response, he rips off his clothes, throwing them aside carelessly. Her eyes widen as she takes in the sight of his hard cock, leaking pre-cum onto the carpet before him. The gyaru girl does as she's told, rising up on shaky hands and knees. The position puts her ass in the air, round and perfect and inviting for him to take, while also exposing her neck and breasts to his touch. Her nipp

The gyaru girl lets out a shuddering moan as he pushes himself into her from behind, the pain and pleasure combining to send shockwaves through her body. Her ass clenches around him, trying to milk every last inch of his cock as she feels him stretch her tight channel open. His hands grab roughly at her hips, forcing her body down onto the carpet with each thrust, her cheeks flushing red from the contact with the soft material and the lack of air. "Fuck yes," she gasps between pants, "that's it...deeper..." Her fingers scrabble at the floor, searching for purchase as she tries to hold herself steady for him. The friction between their bodies is almost unbearable, each movement sending sparks of pleasure coursing through her, making it impossible to think of anything else but getting more of him inside of her.

With each slap against her ass, the gyaru girl whimpers and moans louder, her body tensing up in response to the sting of his hand. The pain only serves to heighten her arousal, making her even wetter for him. Her hips buck frantically, seeking more contact as he pushes deeper inside of her with each thrust. "God...yes..." she pants out hoarsely, feeling herself spiraling closer and closer to the edge of orgasm. Her fingernails scrape against the floor, leaving thin lines of dirt in their wake, as if in a desperate attempt to hold on to some semblance of control amidst the onslaught of pleasure coursing through her body. But it's no use; he's too powerful, too dominating for her to resist completely. With one final thrust, she cries out, her body

"Fuck!" The gyaru girl cries out, her body tensing and shuddering as she comes hard around him, her channel clenching tightly on his cock in a series of powerful spasms. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her head thrown back as she tries to process the sensation coursing through her. He's so big and dominant, taking what he wants without any regard for anything but his own pleasure. She hadn't felt this way with her boyfriend in months...years even. It was exhilarating, intoxicating. Her ass feels sore from the slaps but she doesn't care; all that matters is the cock still buried deep inside of her, moving faster and harder with each thrust. She groans into the carpet as he pulls her hair back hard enough to make tears spring to her eyes, using it to keep her in line while he

"Ah! Fuck!" she cries out, her body rocking helplessly with each brutal thrust and slap. "I feel...so good! This is...unnngh..." She arches her back, trying to get more of him inside as he pounds into her from behind. Her nails scrape against the carpet, leaving long trails of dirt in their wake as she clings desperately to something - anything - for leverage against the unrelenting force that drives deeper and deeper inside her. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, each one more pleading than the last: "More...God, please..." Her eyes roll back in her head as another wave of pleasure washes over her, making it impossible to form complete thoughts or even coherent words. All that matters is this man and his powerful body moving inside hers.

The gyaru girl's breath catches in her throat as he hollows his cheeks, groans low and deep, and spurts his hot cum deep inside of her. She moans around his cock as she feels it pulsing within her, the heat and pressure growing more intense with each passing second until finally it subsides, leaving her thoroughly creampied. Her body is shuddering now, every nerve ending on fire from the sensations still coursing through her. She collapses bonelessly onto the carpet, panting hard as he pulls out of her and rolls to the side with a satisfied grunt. The air in the room feels thick with their combined scents of sweat and sex, making it difficult to breathe. Her eyes are glassy and unfocused, staring up at the ceiling as she tries to catch her breath, her chest rising and falling

The gyaru girl manages a half-smile as he says "cheese," the words slurred and breathless. She lets her head fall back to the carpet, too exhausted to hold it up any longer, her gaze drooping shut as she waits for him to take his picture. As he yanks on her chin, forcing her face up towards the camera, she makes a noise that's somewhere between a moan and a groan. The messy state of her hair and makeup only serve to heighten the look of post-coital pleasure etched across her features. "There," he says finally, setting the phone down beside them with a satisfied smile. "Perfect." She nods weakly, not trusting herself to speak just yet, her entire body humming with satisfaction and pleasure. Her eyes drift closed again as she lets out a soft sigh, already feeling herself beginning to float back

The gyaru girl stretches lazily, her limbs still tingling from their passionate encounter as she takes the phone back. Her eyes blink blearily at the screen before unlocking it with a finger and handing it back to him. "There you go." She yawns, resting her head on one arm and letting out a contented sigh. Her entire body feels warm and relaxed, her mind fuzzy from the afterglow of their sex. For now, she's happy to just lie here and enjoy the quiet moment with him before they have to get back to their separate lives.

The gyaru girl hums noncommittally, not really paying attention to what he's doing with her phone. The thought of her boyfriend seeing this picture sends a shiver down her spine but she can't muster up the energy to care too much right now. She glances over at him, taking in his satisfied expression and relaxed posture. Maybe...just maybe it wouldn't be such a bad thing if he were around more often. With a yawn, she rolls onto her back, staring up at the ceiling as she waits for him to finish texting. It feels oddly intimate sharing this moment with someone who isn't even there; like they're still connected in some way even after everything that's happened between them tonight. The thought makes heat bloom in her cheeks, and she turns her head away shyly, pretending to study the patterns on the carpet

The gyaru girl nods slowly, still looking away as she says, "Yeah...I'm okay." Her voice is soft and a little shaky, but there's an undercurrent of sadness to it too. She doesn't want this moment with him to end; the connection they shared earlier was unlike anything else she'd ever experienced. But she knows that once her boyfriend sees the picture, everything will change. There'll be hurt feelings and questions, and they'll have to go back to being strangers again. It's a thought that makes her heart ache. When he leans in to kiss her, she doesn't resist; instead, she meets his lips with equal fervor, wrapping her arms around him as their tongues dance together in a desperate attempt to hold onto this brief moment of closeness before it slips away from them both.

The gyaru girl smiles softly at his words, nestling herself closer against him as they kiss. "Maybe..." She trails off, not really knowing what could come of this new arrangement but feeling hopeful nonetheless. If he were around more often, perhaps they could find a way to make things work between them; maybe they could even become something more than just fuck buddies. It's a distant thought, but one she decides to hold onto for now, basking in the warmth of his body and the feel of his lips on hers. "We'll see where it goes," she whispers against his mouth before kissing him again, deeper this time, wanting to savor every last moment they have together before reality intrudes once more.

Her eyes flicker open at the sound of her phone buzzing before they dart shut again, pretending like she hadn't heard it. She can't quite bring herself to look at the screen and see what her boyfriend has to say about the picture. Not yet. There's still time for them to enjoy this moment together without outside interference. But as he kisses her deeper, her heart begins to race, anticipation and nerves coiling tight in her stomach. She needs to know what he thinks; she can't just ignore it any longer. With a shaky sigh, she pushes herself up onto one elbow, forcing him to break the kiss as she gingerly reaches for her phone. Her fingers tremble as she unlocks the screen and reads the message from her boyfriend. Her eyes widen and her lips part in shock, not sure what to say or how to react.

Her cheeks flush with embarrassment as she reads the message aloud, her voice barely above a whisper. "He...he's actually really pissed." She winces, looking up at him for some sort of reaction or reassurance that this is all just some big misunderstanding. But he simply watches her with a distant expression, his brow furrowed in thought. Her stomach drops like lead as she reads the rest of the messages from her boyfriend. He's not happy at all; in fact, he sounds hurt and betrayed. The warmth that had been there before begins to fade, replaced by a cold, heavy feeling in her chest. Suddenly, their make-out session feels awkward and forced. "I...I need to talk to him," she mumbles, reaching up to brush tears from her eyes. Her hands tremble as she starts to type out a response.

She looks up at him with grateful eyes, tears still streaming down her face No...stay. Please. This is all so confusing and I don't want to be alone right now.

The gyaru girl nods silently, wrapping her arms around him in a tight embrace as they lie down on the couch together. She buries her face into his neck, sobbing quietly as she tries to sort through her emotions. Her heart aches for both of them; for the pain she's caused and for the uncertain future that now lies ahead. As he holds her close, she feels a small spark of hope ignite inside her chest. Maybe together they can figure this out, make things right again. She takes a shaky breath, steeling herself for whatever comes next as she finally begins to talk through what happened with him.

"I'm Lily." The gyaru girl's best friend nods at him, a small smile playing on her lips. "Rocky, right? Haven't seen you around before." She glances at the clock before looking back at him, "Don't worry, Aya already explained what happened last night."

She looks over at Aya with a sympathetic expression, knowing how hard this must be for her. But she also knows that sometimes people need some space to figure things out on their own. She decides to give them a bit more time together before interfering further.

As they talk, Lily notices the tension between them, even though it seems to have eased somewhat since earlier this morning. She wonders what exactly happened between Aya and her boyfriend for things to get so complicated...and hopes that whatever it is, they'll be able to work it out in the end.

"No need for that," Lily says with a reassuring smile. "I've got my own place; I just wanted to make sure Aya was okay and give her someone to talk to if she needed it." She glances over at Aya again, their eyes meeting briefly before looking away.

"Thanks for being there for her tonight, though," she says honestly. "I know she appreciates it."

There's a long pause as they all seem to weigh their words carefully before speaking again. Finally, Lily decides to break the silence by asking innocently enough, "So...what brings you here anyway?"

"Well..." Aya begins hesitantly. "I've been talking to Lily about everything that happened last night, and...well, I guess I just wanted another perspective on it all." She takes a deep breath before continuing. "And honestly? I'm not sure what I want anymore. One second I feel like things should end between me and my boyfriend, and the next..." Her voice trails off as she struggles to find the words.

Lily gives her friend's hand a squeeze of reassurance before speaking up again. "Well, whatever you decide, Aya knows that she can always come to me for support." She turns her attention back to Rocky with another encouraging smile. "And as for you...thank you again for being here tonight. You might not know it yet, but I think you might've made a pretty big difference in Aya's life today."

"Sure thing," Lily says, glancing at Aya to make sure she's okay with the exchange of words. With a nod of reassurance, she stands up and motions for him to follow her into the next room. Once they're alone, she turns to face him expectantly. "What is it that you wanted to talk about?"