[Ugly Bastard, Crossdressing, Ryona]

"Ehehehehe, I can't wait to see the look on Gojo-kun's face once I get home! He's going to be all shocked when I send him a selfie! Eheheheh!"

Kitagawa Marin was an excitable young lady in love with many things. Cute things, anime, manga, games, all sorts of things. But there was one thing she loved more than anything else. And that was Cosplay. With Cosplay, she could become the characters that she loved. There was just one problem with that...

She didn't have any skills in the actual outfit making department. But that's why she was the luckiest girl on the planet, having met a boy that could actually do the things that she lacked the skills for.

Gojo Wakaba. A young man around her age. A wonderful young man that was really good with a needle and all the other tools, because his entire hobby revolved around dressing up dolls. And in a way, their relationship was born from how he treated her like a doll. Not literally, of course, he would never actually call her a literal doll because that'd be way too rude and he was the kinda guy who had a lot of trouble properly expressing himself, but he definitely treated the outfits he made for her with the same kind of care that he put into the outfits he made for his dolls...

Ah... He had made so many for her. And she couldn't wait to throw together a cute collage. She had gotten better at image editing ever since she started posting pictures of herself on social media, so naturally she could make it seem like she was assaulting him in four different outfits. Ehe. He'd be so shocked... But he'd probably get reminded of the one doujin disc she lent him too!

Nothing was going to make today go sour! Nothing, nothing at all-

"Oh my. You're Kitagawa Marin, aren't you?"

A sultry and deeply masculine voice reached Marin's ears, as she very nearly bumped into a rather uncouth looking man that had recognized her. He didn't look like a disgusting otaku, but he definitely didn't look too presentable either. What with the extra dirty white wifebeater he wore, which barely even wrapped around his belly fully. Combine that with a pair of extra fat man-boobs that were struggling to stay trapped within the wifebeater, his slightly torn shorts that implied he worked a very physical job during his day to day business, and the balding spots on his head... He was uggo. There was no two ways about it, he was uuuuuugly.

But Marin didn't have anything against ugly people. Looks can be incredibly deceiving! So yeah, she was a little shocked to be confronted with a man like him, but she quickly composed herself. "Mmhm! Do I know you? I'm sorry, I see a lot of people during conventions, but I never get any names!" She quickly put her hands together and bowed her head, apologizing to the strange uggo man. If he really had been a follower, it was awfully rude not to recognize him. Especially if he saw her in a ton of her cosplays.

"Oh, you don't know me. But I know you very well, Marin-chan." His voice was dripping with a strange emotion. One that Marin couldn't quite pinpoint. Well, she could smell a bit of lust in his voice, but that was natural! "I know your boyfriend Gojo-kun too. Say, I know a way to make him look at you even more than he already does. Would you like to know how?"

Well, he was a little more weird than she originally thought. But at the same time, she did want Gojo to look at her more. So what was the harm in letting him do what he wanted? "How? Special makeup? A special pose? Tell me, tell me!" She was excited to hear. That's why she was so willing to trust a stranger-

A sharp pain ran through Marin's body, and she barely held on to consciousness long enough to realize what just happened. She gazed forward, and saw a fist with a tiny bit of blood on it. And then the pain poured from her face, all the way through the rest of her body, and...

She fell to the ground, only barely caught by the ugly man that she had been so welcoming towards. Which just made him chuckle a little more as he gently held her head, shaking the blood off his other hand as he gazed down at the ground and her stupefied expression...

There were teeth on the ground. And a couple missing from her mouth, plus a few cracked. "Goodness me. I don't know my own strength." The ugly man chimed. Really, he expected to knock her out with a single punch due to how dainty cosplayers were, but this was a little more than that.

Oh well. It's not like he was responsible for their wellbeing. He had some things in mind that he needed to get done, and that required him to pick up the blonde girl and lift her over his shoulder...

"Oh, Marin-chan." The ugly man chimed delightfully as he gently patted her on the back. All while treating her like a beaten rug at the same time. "You should know better than to trust strangers. But don't worry. You'll understand just what a mistake you made soon enough."

With that, he slinked into the alleyways. All so nobody would watch him as he headed home with the unconscious girl. All so he could do what he had wanted to do for so long...

Ever since he saw that picture with Marin and her boyfriend, that cutie that had driven him so wild...

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"My my. You live in quite the messy home, don't you, Marin-chan?"

The ugly man chimed as he locked the door behind him, once he had stepped into the apartment with the girl still slung over his shoulder. He had managed to make his way all the way to the girl's home, without anybody really raising an eyebrow or wondering who he could be. Which just made everything that much easier.

Now that he was in the safety of dear Marin-chan's home, he could easily and casually toss her onto the couch, giggling like a giddy girl. He had been waiting for this for so long, and he was finally here...

How long had it been since he had first seen the picture of her and Gojo-kun together? About a month ago, when she roped him into a bit of cosplay too? Ah, he was just the cutest thing. He could probably rock any outfit, if he really put his mind to it.

But he didn't. And that was why he was so cute. He always preferred those more traditional clothes that made him look so modest. God, just thinking about his totally covered up body was making his cock rage within his shorts. He could even hear his thoroughly cum stained boxers squelching in response... Mmmmph, he was getting far, far too excited this early. He wasn't even ready yet, and he was already on the verge of cumming. Naughty naughty..!

Honestly, he was being far too nice to Marin-chan. But he was a nice guy at heart. Relatively speaking. He knew that most people looked at him with scorn and disdain. But really, they were all just incredibly jealous. Who could blame them, when they were saddled with such sad chests?

Now his chest, his fat pair of moobs, they were the real deal. He knew that so many of the lesser girls and even the other men like him were jealous of these fat mounds. Sure, they were a little hairy, but did that matter? Of course not. If anything, it just made them that much more fun to nuzzle into.

Marin-chan was just like the rest. He could tell on her face. It was why he didn't even give her the time of day at this point. Because he was much more interested in her clothes and her collection of wonderful outfits. She had tried out so many different outfits, to the point where he was completely spoiled for choice.

"Oh, what to pick, what to pick?" The ugly man chimed to himself as he gazed at himself in the mirror. The same mirror that Marin no doubt used to check up on her own figure whenever she had to fit into those tight outfits. She had no doubt spent hours upon hours in front of this mirror... And he could use all that time too. Ah, just thinking about how he'd look in her outfits was making his shorts tremble even more. He wanted to cum. But he couldn't cum yet. No no. No no no. He needed to make sure that he was actually dressed to impress, so he could borrow Marin's phone and send a couple of candid pics to that adorable cutie...

He had a couple of very good options. And to make things that much easier, Marin had already put them all in a neat pile on one of her shelves. Probably because she wanted to occasionally get into character. Which let him do all the easy work without having to shuffle through all the other cosmetics and items that she might have hidden around the apartment.

The first outfit that he focused on was the first one that she had taken pictures of. Shizuku-tan from that one hentai game that she had posted about. Good grief, the girl was a horny mess. She would go on and on about all the parts of the game that she loved, but it just went in one ear and out the other for him. But the character she played was one that he definitely took note of...

Shizuku-tan was essentially a slave to the main character. So if he were to put this on, Gojo-kun could treat him like the horny slut that he was. Pressing him down onto the ground and making him pay for being a horny bastard who couldn't get his mind out of the gutter. Letting his foot press against the bulge underneath that slutty dress..!

"H-haaaaaah! Master, master..!" The ugly man cried out, before snapping back to some form of reality as he noticed that he was leaking. Oh dear, his imagination was getting the better of him. Buuuut at the same time...

It didn't hurt to squeeze into his moobs a little, imagining how it would feel to have them covered up by such flimsy strips of fabric. They'd probably poke holes in it... And then he'd make an absolute mess of the dress itself, just as he was making a mess of his shorts right this moment....

Ah... As fun as it would be to become Shizuku-tan, as fun as it would be to become a wonderful slave for Gojo-kun... He was probably not ready to become his Master. He still needed to give him time to truly love somebody as beautiful as him. Ehe. He'd learn to love these hairy moobies sooner or later, but he still needed to take things slow before then.

Speaking of making him love him, he could try out that villainous outfit. He had seen Marin-chan dress up in that black military-like dress, with the wig and the contacts that made her look like she belonged in a children's show. Honestly, the younger generation were spoiled. There were so many beautiful men and wonderful outfits to steal...

He'd just be able to squeeze into this one. And if he took Marin-chan's contacts, he'd look like a handsome beauty of a monster. A corrupted darling that would drag Gojo-kun deeper...

Of course, his oily and sweaty tummy would be sticking out of that outfit. And he would use it to pin Gojo-kun against the wall, to make sure that he loved him beyond all else. But that meant he wasn't taking full advantage of the outfit. He wouldn't be loving the boy in the best way possible...

The same went for the other two outfits that Marin-chan had laying around. One relied on him getting a trashy tan and putting in a pair of sharp fake teeth to really complete the rambunctious look of a fighting game character, but those shorts were far, far too small for somebody like him. His cock would tear them apart... But then again...

To tease Gojo-kun with the tattered remains of those shorts, presenting his well-aged ass to the boy that still had to blow his cherry inside of somebody's hole... Heh. He wouldn't be able to resist. And if that failed, he could always use that incredibly tight top to give him one of the best moob-jobs that he could ever dream of.

The other outfit... Well, it was basically just a frilly top and a thong, plus a pair of succubus wings and a tail. And that honestly didn't interest him too much. Now, he was a horny bastard, he knew that well. But that didn't mean that he had absolutely no restraint. Besides, if he decided to practically go naked when Gojo-kun came over... Then where'd the fun in teasing him be?

All of these cosplay outfits were great. But they weren't as good as he'd like. As much as he could imagine being a loyal slave for his Master, a corruptive influence that would make him sink into the darkness, a crude bitch that would force him to play with his tender ass, or a wholesome incubus that would eventually get the love he craved... All four options paled when compared to what he really wanted.

"Oh, Marin-chan. As ugly as you are, you do have such good taste." The ugly man chimed, seeing her feminine wiles as nothing more than a pale imitation of his own. Especially now that he had figured out exactly what he wanted to wear when he encountered Gojo-kun for the first time.

And as luck would have it, the clothes that he wanted to try were hanging on the handle leading into the bathroom. He wasn't going to bother going out there to change, merely grabbing ahold of the bikini that clung to that handle, as he turned towards the mirror and admired himself once more. Really letting his masculine and absolutely erotic form soak in before he decided to change up his style...

By natural beauty standards, he would be called ugly. But those beauty standards were ugly! He was beautiful! Middle aged and well-weighted, to the point where his sagging belly could probably press down on Marin-chan and leave her completely winded. And the slight layer of hair that coated his tits, as well as trailing down his fat moobs before ending right above his belly button... It was a sign of his masculine beauty.

Sure, he didn't have much hair. Sure, he looked like his face had been stepped on the moment he was born and it never recovered. And sure, his teeth were a bit crooked... But all of that added up into true beauty. Beauty that would absolutely capture Gojo-kun's heart and make him his. Yes, indeed...

His current clothes... He didn't really need them any longer. So he grabbed ahold of his wife beater and let his sweaty fingers tear it apart, letting his belly bounce in response. So did his moobs, a little bit of the dirty sweat that coated both of them being tossed around as well. All while making his shorts tent even more, his cock begging to be released from its incredibly tight prison.

Which he was more than happy to do. He reached down to those tight shorts, and he grabbed ahold of the prison that his cock was trapped in. Before tearing those shorts apart, releasing his stinky cock from where it had been trapped for so long. Immediately letting the scent of his wild shaft be released upon the world...

As well as the sticky cum that had been sticking to the inside of his boxers, which just splashed all around. Ah well, it's not like he was going to be back here once he was done with Marin-chan. Making a mess was fine, especially since she kinda deserved it for being such an ugly bitch.

With his entire body on display, now came the fun part. Slipping into the outfit that Marin wore most of the time. And he didn't just mean her school uniform, even if he could see that hanging on a hanger nearby. No, he meant her bikini...

The feel of the string pressing up against his hairy, manly thighs... Mmmph, it felt just right. He could feel the tip of his cock trying to drool out a bit of cum in response to the stimuli. But he kept himself from leaking. All while tugging it further and further up, all while biting into his lip to try and avoid making as much of a mess as he could be.

The sound of the string snapping tightly against his waist echoed through Marin-chan's apartment, especially as that yellow and black fabric tenderly covered his cock. It was doing a horrible, horrible job at it. Barely even covering up half of the shaft's total length, with the back half of the bikini bottom getting swallowed by his swampy ass. He was practically giving himself a wedgie with how it was getting stuck, but it didn't matter.

Because it felt so good. And he knew that once he showed himself off to Gojo-kun, he would love it too. There was no way that he could resist such a manly form. Such a manly body was irresistible. He knew it well. He remembered the days when he admired men just like him. It was why he had gone through the trouble of becoming the man he was. Screw beauty standards, he was the most beautiful man of them all. And Gojo-kun... Gojo-kun would be his handsome prince, breeding him like mad...

He could feel the bikini bottom growing tighter as he grew harder. Feeling the sensation of his erection getting softly stroked by the tight undies. Ehe... Good grief, he was far, far too horny to be trying outfits at this point. But he was going to be loving the look, so why couldn't he get a little too overindulgent?

It was why the ugly man let his fingers sink into his moobs while he forced the matching bikini top onto his chest. He knew already that it would be absolutely horrible at keeping his moobs in check. But it wouldn't matter. He needed it. He wanted it to barely fit, because that made him that much more beautiful.

A moan slipped from his lips as he managed to hook the bikini on, all thanks to the fabric really digging into his sweaty and thoroughly aged body. He could feel his nipples poking up against the fabric too. If they were any more erect, they were definitely going to pierce straight through the fabric and tear the top apart. But that's part of what he loved about it...

Just a gaze at himself in the mirror really emphasized his brand new mooby cleavage. He had the fattest tits in the whole world. Bigger than those JAV actresses... And especially bigger than Marin-chan's tits. Gojo-kun wouldn't be able to resist...

"G-Gojo...kun..?"

Speaking of the ugly slut, she seemed to be regaining consciousness. And he couldn't have her interrupting his delightful time. No, he needed to put a little sock in... Oho. Actually. That was a better idea than he initially thought.

With a sly grin on his face, he grabbed one of the stockings that Marin used for her Shizuku-tan cosplay, and walked over to the couch where Marin was resting. All while giggling in such an obnoxiously delighted manner, as she slowly opened her eyes and got a good look at him.

She didn't get to scream anything, before part of the sock was stuffed into her mouth. And with rather efficient dexterity, the ugly man was able to wrap the rest of the sock around her head. Locking it in place, preventing her from doing much more than muffledly scream given the amount of socks currently stuck in her throat.

"There. Now you just keep watching, Marin-chan. I'm not done dressing up like the darling I am." Ehe. Good one. That's what she called herself on social media. Gojo-kun's Dress-up Darling. What a fun name. He was going to co-opt it, once he was done here. Just as he was co-opting her outfit and her style...

Marin couldn't believe what she was seeing. That ugly man that she had greeted... She had just been gagged by him, and he was dressed in her bikini? Not only that, but he was grabbing her spare uniform... N-No way, that ugly bastard wasn't about to... N-No, he couldn't, he didn't have the right to!

But he did. And he didn't care if he didn't have the right. Especially since he loved how she looked, and knew that he would look much better with everything that she used. Whether it was her bikini, her makeup, her lipstick, or especially her uniform...

The skirt was harder to fit on than he'd like to admit, and it was far too short for him. It didn't even come close to hiding his bulge, especially the lower part that was just barely covered up by the bikini bottom. But it did cover up just enough to add an ephemeral eroticism to his current look. Which just worked perfectly, making him sweat in even greater delight...

Her top didn't fit much better than the skirt. What with being sized for such a smaller girl than him. But that didn't matter. Because the buttons that he couldn't button up were able to expose that fat, sweaty and extra hairy cleavage, and when he tied the bottom part of the dress shirt, he exposed his belly even more. Adding a midriff to her outfit that wasn't there before, which added the kind of appeal that her outfit was missing.

Marin just watched with horror in her eyes as everything really sunk in. This man, this ugly bastard that she had given the time of day because she was nice and didn't want to seem like she was mean or anything... He was treating her outfit like it was his. All while... All while ruining it! Not only that, but he looked absolutely disgusting too!

The ugly bastard giggled as he watched Marin start struggling out of the corner of his eye, as he pressed his hands up against his cleavage and bent over slightly, letting him get a good look of his cleavage in the mirror. "Now this, this is a real beautiful body. I'm sure an ugly girl like you wouldn't understand, Marin-chan."

His pleasant grin curled into a devious one as he licked his lips. "Actually, since I'm the one wearing Marin's most famous outfit... I guess that makes me Marin-chan now, doesn't it? After all, I'm so much sexier than you. But then again, I must be cheating. There's no way that you could ever match up to somebody like me after all. Ehe."

The fumes pouring off the girl really reflected how absolutely infuriated she was. And he loved seeing it. Ah, to see such impotent rage on such an ugly girl's face. If she discarded hate and realized what she was up against, she'd be that much prettier. But Marin-chan had his haters, and she was one of them.

But he was missing something, wasn't he? That's right, he wasn't quite done yet. He was missing the cutest nails that would be perfect for his new life as Marin-chan, as well as the thickest lipstick that money could buy. It was going to be a little too excessive, but he knew that was what Gojo-kun would love. Ehe.

One by one, he clipped on the nail extensions. Honestly, he couldn't fathom that girls could walk around with these every day. But they really did bring out the beauty of his skin. It made his tummy rumble a little in delight. Ehe. Maybe he should try out different nails when he had the chance. Maybe black would be more his style? But pink was really, really cute.

So cute that he could feel his bikini bottom tenting a bit more. Mmmph, his imagination was running wild again. He could just imagine Gojo-kun calling his nails cute and kissing the back of his hand. Treating his aging but beautiful body like a Prince would a Princess. Ah, he could feel the liquids leaking down below. Mmmph, how delightful...

Marin-chan giggled as he reached for the tube of lipstick that he had to apply, and puckered those big lips of his. They were already in a league of their own, ready to deliver the sloppiest and wettest kisses in the whole city. Maybe even the whole country. But they weren't quite as pretty as they could be. With this thick red lipstick though? Applying layer after layer, going round and round in circles until several layers had been applied and made them really plump out? Mmmph, now they were as pretty as could be...

"What do you think, Kitagawa-san?" He wasn't even calling her Marin-chan at this point. After all, that was his name. Only a beautiful Daddy like Marin-chan deserved the name Marin-chan. Her lame last name would have to do. And he really emphasized how much he loved it and himself by kissing his reflection, leaving a massive smear on that otherwise pristine mirror...

Marin tried her best to struggle and pull at the sock that had been stuffed into her mouth, but she was still aching from the punch earlier. And it didn't help that her breathing being cut off also left her with a lot of missing energy. Resulting in her just gasping and panting as she glared at the ugly man that dared abuse her clothes...

"Right, right, you're still stuffed. My mistake, Kitagawa-san. You really should learn not to wake up so soon." The dainty yet sweaty and fat Daddy chimed as he walked over to the couch, all so he could pull the sock off her. Which really wasn't hard, it just took a good manly tug before the knot that he had tied was undone, letting him pull out the bit of the sock that he had stuffed down her throat.

As he watched her cough and gasp for air, he posed and put a hand on his hip, like he was trying to be erotic and photogenic. "Now, where were we? Riiiiight, I was asking you how I looked? Come on, tell me, I can take it. I'm sure you love the finer details, you always had an eye for that kind of stuff!" Marin-chan giggled, giving his fat ass a lil' spank. Such a voluptuous thing compared to hers. Nobody would ever want to look at her when they had a piece of eye candy like him...

"You... you! You horrid homo! Old creepy bastard! Maniac!”

And there came the insults. Frankly, he saw them coming from a mile away. She really was just like the rest. Treating him like he was an ugly bastard who wasn't worth love, or somebody with much less beauty than them. How utterly misguided.

"Y-You want to take Gojo-kun away from me!? Get real, he would never want somebody as ugly as you! H-He's... He's really precious to me, he wouldn't just fuck some old geezer!" The hate just kept on spewing from her lips. Hate that he had heard over and over. Hate born from such an awful, awful place. But it was alright. He was used to it. And he knew exactly how to deal with it.

Just as he had done to knock her out the first time around, Marin-chan punched Marin in the face. Knocking out yet more of her already fractured teeth, and nearly knocking her out again. But this time, she didn't pass out. If anything, her eyes were just filled with fear and more hate. Such an ugly, repeating cycle. But he could teach her. And make sure that she would never try anything so horrid ever again.

"Gojo-kun will understand true beauty, once I give him a taste. There's no way that he'll be able to resist Marin-chan's charms, ehe." The ugly bastard with the fat tummy and the hair pouring down said tummy giggled, all while grabbing ahold of the tenderized and nearly toothless Marin, tossing her to the ground. Right beside the boxers that he had filled with his disgusting cum. The same boxers that represented his beauty...

She tried to crawl away from him. Typical. A little pain and they all started to flee. But that's fine. He could stop her by stomping on her thigh, sending a bit more pain through her. And while keeping his foot on her thigh, he reached down and grabbed his thoroughly stained boxers. Those wonderful boxers that he had filled to the brim in the past...

He used them to stuff her mouth yet again. Stuffing them partly down her throat, while forcing the rest around her head. It didn't muffle her nearly as badly as the sock did, but it did much worse. All thanks to the horrid scents that she was forced to confront.

Marin could feel her stomach turning and twisting as she was forced to inhale his days-old cum. How many times had he climaxed in these boxers? How much hair was trying to force its way up her nostrils? More importantly, when would he stop hurting her?! Ah, it hurt so much, she just wanted to get away from him..!

"You can smell it, don't you? The delicious smell... The delicious taste of beauty. Once Gojo-kun gets a whiff of that, he'll be under my spell. He'll never want to leave my side. He'll be Marin-chan's little boy toy, and he'll make sure to make good use of me. You know? I don't just show these off because I think I'm the sexiest thing alive, they're great for boys like him!"

Marin-chan prattled on and on, keeping his foot on the lesser girl's thigh as he turned around slightly, grabbing ahold of one of his cheeks to show off the donut parked between them. That thick, steamy hole that was begging to be rammed into. "Once I pop his cherry with my Daddy Pussy, there's no way he'll go back. Even if you show up and try to offer up your ugly body, he'll just pop his cock into my hole and get everything he ever wished for."

He slapped his ass once he let go of his hairy cheek, before focusing on his tits now. Squeezing that wonderful cleavage, which now looked even bigger with how he towered over Marin. And how she was forced to endure Marin-chan's constant taunting. "Once he's addicted to my Daddy Pussy, I'll give him a taste of Marin-chan's Marin-chans. He might be shy at first, but the hair'll drive him crazy. Once he gets a taste of how they brush up against his cock, he'll never want anything else... And then he'll have to choose between what part he loves more. What part he wants to spoil more. Unlike you, who could never offer him something like that."

Marin-chan was beyond proud of every part of his body. And Marin was forced to watch, especially as he stroked off an imaginary cock, one that slid straight in between those dangerously red and thick lips. Lips that mimicked a blowjob, before making a loud 'pop' sound as if he had just popped her boyfriend's cherry. "Finally, I'll suck his balls dry. These beautiful lips are a real vacuum, and he'll be dry until I give him the chance to recover... Then, he'll have to painfully try and figure out what part of me he wants to fuck the most. And you know what? Unlike your ugly body, he's just going to get more and more options..!"

A sharp moan left his lips, as his constant prattling and bragging drove him to a climax. Sending cum straight into his bikini bottom, with none of it leaking onto the disgusting girl beneath him. All while she continued to just stare with horror. She simply couldn't believe that there was somebody this delusional...

Nor that she was genuinely starting to believe that he might be right, and that Gojo-kun might actually... N-No, there's no way that he'd love an ass like tha-

Her train of thought halted completely, as Marin-chan decided to use her as a wonderful seat. A place to park his fat, enormous ass. And keep her wonderfully close to that puckered Daddy Pussy that he loved so much.

"Here, why don't you take a closer look? You really should be honored. An ugly girl like you ought to study this hole, because it's better than that lame pussy of yours. There's no way that you'd be able to please Gojo-kun's cock nearly as much as I could!"

Marin-chan kept on prattling on and on, bragging about how much more beautiful his body was, how much better he was than her... And she registered none of it, all thanks to everything that was rushing through her.

The smell that was permeating through her system. The dirty, disgusting, awful undergarment stuck partly in her throat. The scent of that big hairy ass further ruining any chance she had of regaining control... And to make matters worse, there was more pain beyond just having him sit on her.

“Take that! This ugly pussy’s no match for my Daddy Pussy! Since it’s so ugly, I’ll make sure to take your place! People’ll love how I look, compared to a bitch like you!”

She could feel his rough hand spanking her pussy as he berated her more and more. Even the games that she played didn't have that kind of pain play. It was just so overwhelming. So much that she was on the verge of breaking completely, all thanks to how much he just kept on piling on and on and on..!

"Mmmph, you horrid, awful, terrible girl! You should learn, you should learnnnn!" Marin-chan cried out as he fondled the cock in his bikini bottom. All while panting like the rabid and horny Daddy that he was, enjoying the arousal that came with humiliating such an ugly bitch like her.

He could feel her body growing more and more restless underneath him. Not that she could get free. But it drove him to play with his cock more and more. All while crying out in delight. He was close, close, clooooose!

"Marin-chan, CUMMMMIIIINNNNNGGG!"

He announced his climax in such a cutesy manner, right as he felt the girl growing limp underneath him. He could feel how she had passed out. And it drove him to such a wonderful climax... Ahhhh.... Ahhhhhh...

Not a single droplet of his dirty seed had forced its way onto her. Of course not. She was a disgusting girl. Not a beautiful Daddy like him. Mmmph, he was a real treat, and she... Well, she was just trash...

And he would treat her like the trash that she was. Especially once he got up and saw just how ruined she was. Covered in his stench. Covered in sweat. But most importantly, her clothes were ruined. And they didn't even look good on her in the first place.

Marin-chan giggled as he picked her off the floor, and opened a window. All so he could toss her out like the trash that she was. He could hear her falling, before making such a solid impact in the trash outside. Heh. Maybe if she was lucky, an ugly girl like her would find an ugly guy that loved her.

That is, assuming she could handle a fall like that… Ah, well, that wasn’t his problem. She was ugly, he was beautiful. And in life, it was ultimately the beautiful ones that got their way.

After that, he turned to his reflection in the mirror. Giggling one last time as he winked and flashed a peace sign in front of his beautiful reflection. God, he was so hot. And he, the ‘ugly bastard’ that everyone loathed, had shown the ‘beautiful’ Kitagawa-san exactly who the real Marin-chan was. Fitting much better in her outfit, despite how much he stretched it out with his fat and flabby body, his stinky, leaky cock and his extra sweaty ass and moobs…

Not only that, but this whole apartment belonged to him at this point, since she was too trashed to be able to take it back. And on top of that, well… ehehehe….

It was time for Marin-chan to visit Gojo-kun, and blow his whole world...