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>>46318829
Before Aya could hit the floor, Hatate was there to catch her in a rather inelegant fashion. Wrapping her arms around Aya’s chest and back, the two tengu hopped around a bit before they were finally steady. “You’re right on time! We just got everything together a few minutes ago. Didn’t expect you to come in through the window, but hey, it’s your home.”

Aya, with no courtesy left to spare, spoke bluntly. “What are you doing in my house?!”

“Throwing you a baby shower, duh!” Women started to swarm Aya, holding out wrapped and unwrapped gifts like nesting pillows, baby bottles, little baby clothes and all the like. It really didn’t help when Hatate rubbed Aya’s baby bump. Instead of a gentle caress, it felt like she was directly kneading her nerves.

“OWOWOWOWOW THIS ISN’T A GOOD TIME!” The merry mood soundly stifled, all the chipper partygoers turned their attention to the bulging reporter. Taking charge for her subordinate's outburst, Megumu swiftly came over and spoke low.

“Hey, I know your hormones must be raging right now, but everyone here came out tonight for you. Look, I even brought that wolf you like talking to!” Megumu pointed to a slumped Momiji sitting in the kitchen, her white fur contrasted by the dark rings around the darker rings circling her eyes. It wouldn’t be a long shot to guess she was tasked with a lot of manual labor tonight in addition to her normal duties.

Aya would agree any reasonable day, but these weren’t reasonable circumstances. “I know, I’m sorry, but I’m about to-”

Tsukasa interjected, four bottles of sake held between her fingers. “Heeeey~ Why don’t we all calm down and have some fun? Aya, I’ll save this bottle just for you. Let’s get together after you’ve popped!”

“I’m about to pop right-”

Hatate just wouldn’t shut her mouth. “Hey, did you reserve a room at Eientei? I read that the best delivery rooms are only available on request and Eirin delivers the children, live or egg, herself!”

“No, I don’t-”

It was Megumu’s turn to be an annoyance “Aya, you look a little flush. Do you need to lie down?”

Since everyone’s skulls seemed too thick to let her finish a single sentence, Aya grabbed her daitengu’s hand and stuck it under her crotch. The reporter squeezed her legs hard and kept direct eye contact with her boss. Tsukasa and Hatate looked shocked, but they finally shut up. When she was done, Aya prayed Megumu understood how little patience she had left and how much fluid was coming from her groin.

Thank goodness she didn’t miss a beat. “Tsukasa, run hot water and soak whatever towels you can find. Himekaidou, hold Shameimaru and help her lie down. Inubashiri! Start clearing the area! Everyone else: Step away and give her some air!” Megumu herself started shoving aside furniture and making a space for the delivery. With almost practiced precision, the daitengu stacked pillows and blankets until the floor was cushioned enough to lay down her subordinate. With wonderful efficiency, the baby shower was transformed into a make-shift delivery room on Megumu’s order. The only thing it lacked were the wonderful painkillers that would spare Aya from the shock rippling through her entire being and a single medical professional.

“H-Have you done this before?” It was getting harder to think and even harder to speak as Megumu helped Hatate gently move Aya to the floor. Momiji quickly assembled a surface to rest the tengu’s back and joined Hatate in the unfortunate honor of bracing against Aya from behind.

“I’ve practiced and directed this many times. You’ll be safe, I promise.” The daitengu could say anything but ‘yes’. That knowledge did little to calm Aya’s already frayed nerves. “Now, I’m just going to strip your bottoms and check out how far along you are. Let’s see, during first stage, it should be kinda stretched… Oh, that’s… I think that’s the tip. TSUKASA, GET THE TONGS!”

(Part 88)

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The moment was here. All of Aya’s sources said that it may look frightening, but that the pain would turn into pleasure as long as she took it slow. She never felt herself actually break her hymen, but it should’ve thinned out over time, right? It wasn’t like she wasn’t an active girl, and her sessions pleasuring herself alone should have done some damage. Compared to some danmaku battles she’s been in, this shouldn’t even hurt at all!

Carefully, she lowered herself onto Anon’s tip. She could feel her body slowly parting over the head of his cock. Once she felt the lip of his glans enter her, she held her body in place. Aya started gyrating her hips, side-to-side, then in small circles as she felt his cock drag in and out of her. It was excruciating to feel her pleasure mounting, but she wanted to make sure her body was comfortable. Once she found a light rhythm, she opened up her eyes and looked at Anon’s face. All this time, he was smiling at her with that gaze that made her feel special. Her lower lips throbbed as she yearned to take him deeper, lowering herself slowly down his shaft. “Y-You know, you can start moving a little, if you want to.” He was staying still all this time, and Aya wanted him to at least have a little participation. She braced herself to feel him thrust straight past her cervix.

Instead, he simply started to move his hands. While Aya took Anon’s shaft bit by bit, he started caressing her body. Her waist, her tummy, her butt, he used his practiced hands to feel every inch of the reporter’s body. It was nice, and it made her feel wanted. But it was a little too soft and too light for how far she had come. She was having sex, real sex, and Anon was just touching her, right at the edge…

It was when Anon tugged the back of her wings that she suddenly lost grip of his shoulders. Skewered as far as her body could take it, Aya found out that her hymen was, indeed, still there.

And now it wasn’t.

As she bent backwards, she slowly lowered her body to the bed. Except that as she did, she could still feel Anon’s cock throbbing deep inside of her cunt, stimulating parts of her she never felt before. Every degree she fell made her pelvis throb in a pulse of pain and warmth. The throes of her simultaneous orgasm and deflowering left the poor girl’s body almost unresponsive. Then, both of Anon’s hands traveled up her waist. He started holding her up, the tips of her wings barely touching the silken sheets below. The shrine husband was sitting straight up and Aya’s was at an angle, connected to his body at the nethers. “W-wait. Wait a minute Anon. What are you going to-haaaaah” the tengu couldn’t finish her question before the horny human started thrusting into her. It was slow and careful. Then, the man let his instincts creep in. Aya’s generous mounds rocked back and forth as Anon sped up his pace.

Aya could barely think. The sensation in her pussy was overwhelming her rational thought as the pain turned into a pure numbing of her senses. She could feel her body moving. She could feel Anon’s hands gripping her waist with fervor. She could even feel her feathers brush against the soft fabric underneath as they flit around wildly. Her first coherent thought was to feel even more of this pounding sensation. Willing her hips to seek out more of this wonderful cock, her voice came out on it’s own. “HAH, haaaaa. Ahhhhhh. do it….. do it more!” Anon obliged the tengu’s demand, thrusting faster now that he knew she could handle it.

Sex. Sex. Sex. All the horny little tengu could do was rock her hips back and forth as Anon’s efforts brought her back to the brink of climax. This was different: She could feel every inch of his cock sawing into her, and could feel it throbbing with need. He was close to his own climax. The girl brought herself back up to Anon’s face, eyes filled with love and head full of lust. She brought her arms around her darling’s shoulders and rode his lap, eager for her reward.

(Part 11)

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>>43248022
Yes, we decided. There was even a poll that somehow wasn't botted to hell and back despite someone saying he would. It's going to happen, and the only thing you can do about it is to toggle the egg events off on your playthrough.

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>>43116679
Not enough time stop juice, brah. The most unrealistic part about the request is expecting people to grind out a gorillion points in tsp to have enough for your 9-month long time stop session.
>>43116686
How about just making bird 2hus mysteriously lay eggs while keeping their old pussies and pregnancy mechanics? I'd eat an omelette prepared by my pregnant birdwife.

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>>40422311
>eggs
Eggs?

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>>39333430
Nobody is safe from Pink Wind. Even the background boys never mentioned are pushed down.

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>>39072638
isnt that normal for tengu women?

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>>38917806
But anon, if she doesn't then how will she be able to make your complimentary egg for giving her the interview?

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