Chapter 4Chapter Text
Mole woke up slowly and was granted with the beautiful face of the sweet-faced girl as a reward.
"Mole! You're awake!" cried Shizuka, happy tears trailing down her cheeks. Mole grinned.
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Apparently according to Doraemon, the weird blue raccoon robot, Mole was instrumental to defeat his clones.Well, the clone and the original, since Mole was an actual defect.
"You're not a defect." Shizuka defended. The teen was vehement in making sure he understood that Mole was actually a good person. Touched, Mole hold out a hand, and to his surprise Shizuka accepted it. His single, big dirty palm engulfed both of her pure white, dainty ones. Shizuka pressed it lightly to her chest, ie. her orange sized titties. Mole swallowed, flashes of his original memories coursed through his mind- that heavenly heat of a warm pussy, the race thru the finish line for orgasm, the desperate cries of a pretty woman that begging him to go faster-- Mole swallowed. He looked at Shizuka again. She's insanely cute.
His cock twitched with interest.
Ah.
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Shizuka hummed quietly into the night. All day long, she and her friends were helping the citizen of Toyland patching up their freed country. Rocks to be removed, rubbles to be picked up, and just a general sweep of exhaustion that rendered them to bed early. Rinse, repeat.
She's supposed to be in bed, but somehow, sleep eluded her. And Nobita too, apparently. Doraemon, Gian and Suneo were in their respective room, dead from the world. Sans Nobita. No matter, she'd find him, maybe coax him for a round of hot cocoa with her. Climbing down the deserted castle that was the human base, Shizuka let instinct guide her.
The groaning stopped her. Swallowing, Shizuka looked ahead. The infirmary was nearby. Alarmed, she thought that maybe Mole was in danger! The clone was endearing to her, and his courageous nature deserve to be commended. But she's not that naive to believe that everyone had the same mindset. Carefully creeping down, with her trusty Doraemon alarm in hand, Shizuka silent move forward.
The groaning sounds was getting louder. Sound, singular. It only sounded masculine, was it one person? Only Mole in the infirmary. Oh no, is he in pain?
Her instinct told her to stay put, but she couldn't help but carefully push the already ajar door slightly wide. Her movement was smooth, a miracle truly with how bedraggled the building had become.
She peered through the gap, and only her quick wittedness saved her. The gasp she almost let out was smothered by her hand.
Mole was sitting on the doctor's chair, pants off, with his hand tightly grasping and stroking his cock. Though what shocked her the most was the size of his cock. It was huge! And somewhat mishappen. Despite the palm covering her view, Shizuka was sure that the upper half of the cock was smaller than the base. And the foreskin was loose! The skin was wrinkly, almost covering the penis like a a short dress . The penis itelf was thick and veiny. There was a shiny liquid on top of it. Cum.
"Shizuka, Shizuka, you're so cute. Cute. I'm sorry." Groaned Mole. His pumping was getting faster.
Swallowing, she could felt her panties getting damp. She was torn between running away and wanting to press the heel of her hand against her pussy to stir up the sudden heat there.
Mole's eyes were closed but she saw his lids start to flutter, his nostrils flaring and he starting to get up to hump the table and fear finally seized her. She's not ready to confront Mole. Reluctantly, she turned around and fled back to her room, heart hammering like jackrabbit.
Later, laying on the bed, thought of Mole and his cock plagued her. It's not even the first time she'd ever seen cock. Granted, most of them her classmates.
Gian's chubby cock, his ballsack relaxed against his legs. Exactly proportionate to his body.
Suneo surprising long cock, albeit thin. He's the earliest in class to have pubic hair.
Nobita tiny cocklet, pink and almost ladylike. Pretty enough to make even Shizuka's jealous, which is insane. The girls in her class dont even have vagina with that shade of pink. ( And half of the boys in school would stop and stare when Nobita changed his clothes. It's that pretty, the fuck.)
Dekisugi's own that deserved to be called a breeding rod, intimdating enough even in its flaccid state that had all the upper class girls making trips to his home. (Dekisugi only grinned when Shizuka remarked on it, but his hidden status as a playboy was legit. Shizuka just sighed. Dekisugi treated all the girls well, but she's 100% pretty sure he never stared at them during sex the way he stared at Nobita during swimming class.
Shizuka knew, she's one of the girls, too.)
But Mole was an adult. An older man. Rough and beaten by the world. And he had moaned Shizuka name like it was his salvation.
Unable to help herself, she undid her button and zip on her miniskirt, before throwing them away in the floor. Turning onto her stomach, she sighed as her fingers delved onto the wet folds. It was her favorite position to play with herself in. She trailed her fingers on her slit, moaning softly as the wetness leaked from her pussy. It's been so long since she had a partner. Granted, it's only Dekisugi and the neighbouring divorced uncle, but you could not say she didn't try. Jolt of electric ran through her body. Yes. Yes. Yesssss. She rubbed frantic circles on her clit, spreading her girly juice over her anus and puffy lips, holding her hips a little above the floor for better access, like she's presenting her ass to whoever that entered her room.
She imagined Mole taking her like an animal, without any prep because Shizuka was just that sexy. Imagine her pussy getting stretched with unwashed cock, and burly body pressing onto her, suffocating.
Mewling, her legs seized up, the orgasm crashing over her.
Oh, fuck. Shizuka whispered. I'm horny for a criminal.