Whispers in the Dark Silence

Prompt: Miyafuji Yoshika (宮藤芳佳) is the main protagonist of the Strike Witches anime series. She is a witch of the 501st Joint Fighter Wing whose role within the unit is a combat medic, originating from Fuso, and affiliated to the Fuso Imperial Navy. She is the daughter of Miyafuji Ichiro and Miyafuji Sayaka, and the granddaughter of Akimoto Yoshiko. She is sometimes referred to by the nicknames such as "Little child" (ちびっ子, Chibikko) and "Rug rat" (豆藤, Mamefuji). Description Yoshika has brown hair and brown eyes with a set of white running shoes. She wears the standard IFN aviation witch uniform, summer variant, a white blouse over a dark blue school one piece swimsuit with black easy slip-on/slip-off slippers. Personality Her personality is pure, straightforward, earnest and always energetic, but also surprisingly stubborn. With a strong sense of duty and thoughtful of her friends, she works vigorously towards her aims without giving up and always facing forward, possessing a brashness of spirit strong in crucial moments. Due to her nature of not being timid or fearful of strangers, Yoshika has friendly relations with everyone in the 501st Joint Fighter Wing, without exceptions, in spite of being the last member to join in. Particularly, she displays an excellent combination with her close friend Lynette, and with Perrine, who she had many opportunities to work together with. She has a physiological revulsion towards wars and guns that injure people, and losing the father that she loved only encouraged her hatred against war. However, that dislike is based not on knowledge but on emotions and, in the bottom of her heart, she thinks that fighting for the sake of the promise she made with her father ("Using that power for the sake of protecting many") is unavoidable. After her enlistment in the 501st JFW, Yoshika developed a flat-chested complex. She does not actively make a move, but does brings her face and hands near towards the breasts of others with quite natural movements or sends an intense gaze to their chest areas. Whenever doing joint training or collapsing after a mission with Flight Sergeant Bishop, she always brings her face or hands near the other's breasts. In occasions like during the aquatic training, bathing and Flight Lieutenant Barkhorn started up the Jet Striker, she naturally gazed intently at someone's chest area. A smile of pure bliss surfaced when she got a hold of Flight Lieutenant Yeager's breasts, burying her face on them when she collapsed after a collision. Also, her eyes unconsciously sparkled when Flight Lieutenant Yeager and Flight Lieutenant Marseille disputed over the size of their breasts. Due to not watching where she was going, she ended up grabbing Squadron Leader Sakamoto's breasts in a straightforward manner. Later, upon meeting Sakamoto in the bath, she ended up suffering from dizziness caused by a prolonged hot bath after thinking too much about the same breasts. Yoshika has been known to sleep beside Flight Sergeant Bishop from time to time, and often places her hand (or head) on her breasts whilst sleeping. Maybe because she has no immunity to celebrities as someone comparatively more inexperienced than others, Yoshika has a tendency to desire autographs in a lowbrow-manner. During a re-supply stop at Los Angeles, she took a picture and got an autograph from Elizabeth Taylor, a well-known child actress at the time who would later become a great actress, without really knowing who she was - for no better reason than the fact that people formed a crowd. She also desired an autograph from Hanna-Justina_Marseille upon learning that she was a world-famous Witch, despite not knowing anything about her until she visited their base. A small glutton, Yoshika is well versed in housework - especially cooking. Though only capable of preparing Fuso cuisine, she has a fixation with nattou to the point of making it herself. She actually dislikes Britannian cuisine. Background The only daughter of Dr. Miyafuji, a researcher renowned as the "Father of Striker Units". Her mother Sayaka and grandmother Yoshiko retain a high magic power even after exceeding their 20s, which makes them an extremely uncommon family lineage. Her grandmother had served in the military and treated hundreds of people, and was even able to treat a critically ill patient in an instant. Yamakawa Michiko does not have a single drop of magic power, but she is Yoshika's closest friend, and the two have been classmates since childhood. Raised in a mountain village, Yoshika was mostly ignorant about the world's affairs. For the future, she just decided to inherit the clinic run by her grandmother without thinking about other alternatives at all. She hates when people get hurt and has strong feelings of wanting to protect others. The thought of inheriting the clinic also originates from this. As a country-bred, she was somewhat incapable of settling down when going to the city. Yoshika had limited knowledge about Witches and actually could not understand the admiration that other girls have towards them as well. This also stems in part from the fact that she never saw the propaganda film "Flash of the Fuso Sea", which caused many Fuso girls to admire the Witches. Before enlisting in the 501st JFW, she was a second-year student at the Yokosuka 4th Girls-only Middle School, where her grades were average among the students. After the disband of the 501st JFW due to the liberation of Gallia, she resumed her studies and graduated from middle school. She was personally scouted by Squadron Leader Sakamoto, who had temporarily returned to Fuso for the sake of supplies. At first, Yoshika did not hide her negative feelings towards Sakamoto for being a soldier, nor did she have any intentions of joining the military. But upon receiving a letter from her father, who she had heard was dead, she went to the Yokosuka Naval District in order to ascertain the truth. Little by little, she would end up embarking on the aircraft carrier Akagi that was going towards Europe. Incidentally, she didn't know anything about her father's work until being told by Sakamoto. Despite her meager knowledge of magic and having no flight training, Yoshika successfully made her maiden flight during actual combat. She has been helping with housework since she was on the aircraft carrier Akagi for the first time, and even after joining the 501st, she seems to have been helping if she was available at the time of boarding. Due to the friendliness and protection of Akagi, she was very popular with soldiers of the Fuso Imperial Navy, and she even received a love letter at one occasion. The type whose body moves faster than the mind, she often acts without thinking of the consequences, especially in order to help others. Yoshika's desire to help others is strong, and she tries her best to be of use to those around her, but there are many occasions in which she is unable to read the feelings of others, mostly due to a wrong idea or wrong impression of them. Her mindset remained that of a civilian, often deviating from the chain of command as she acted in what she thought was the right way. Under the impression that it might be possible to reconcile with the Neuroi, she attempted to communicate with a human-type Neuroi, resulting in Major Sakamoto being shot down and being gravely injured. Due to her stubborn personality, she decided to escape from her confinement to quarters and deserted to once again attempt communication with the Neuroi. This caused the interference of Air Chief Marshal Maloney's party and began the crisis where the 501st JFW risked being dissolved. While often disregarding orders or her own safety, her intuition is usually correct, as her desertion and involvement of Marshal Maloney did lead to the eventual discovery of Maloney's redirection of the 501st's budget, and the destruction of the Warlock project. She destroyed the large core of the Neuroi Nest that fused with the aircraft carrier "Akagi" thanks to the cleverness of running her own Striker Unit into it. After the disbanding of the 501st JFW, Yoshika returned home, where she was seemingly treated as part of the military reserve force. However, although she herself was unaware of the truth, Yoshika had actually been dishonorably discharged after her meritorious war service was weighted against the series of military laws violations caused by contacting the Neuroi. Even after her retirement, she continued to supply the Yokosuka Base with things such as home-made pastries and became popular with the maintenance crew because of that. She didn't aspire to be a soldier, she aimed to become a doctor, so she didn't really care about her military retirement. Nevertheless, she was very concerned about the friends she made in Europe, and gathered information from there. In spite of the half year gap since retiring from the military, she piloted a Striker Unit and caught up with a Large-sized Type-2 that took flight from the Yokosuka Base. At one point, the currently existing Type 0 Striker became incapable of bearing her magic power, which caused it to automatically engage its limiter and go in disorder. Later, she almost perfectly mastered the Shinden - a prototype of a new model of Striker Unit whose test-flight was not even done - in its maiden flight. Then, out of anger from her friend, Lynne, being hurt, she freely used a multi-shield not shown even in training to invade the interior of a super-large Neuroi, easily destroying it single-handedly. In the decisive battle against the Neuroi's nest that appeared in Romagna, Squadron Leader Sakamoto ended up being absorbed by a giant Neuroi's core. In order to save her, Yoshika used Sakamoto's Reppumaru to invoke a Reppuzan that had her entire magic power poured into it. As a consequence, Yoshika lost all her magic power, but she herself said that such loss didn't matter if it was for the sake of saving someone important to her. After returning to Japan in 1945, she decided to study in a prestigious medical school in Helvetia and traveled to Europe again.. Sergeant Hattori, a Fuso rookie, was assigned to protect and guide her. After the Akagi boarded in Gallia, they visited Flying Officer Clostermann, Lynne, and Sergeant Planchard at Perrine's castle. During the trip, they were attacked by a large-type underground Neuroi. Yoshika attempted to combat the Neuroi on her own, despite no longer having any apparent magic, but ultimately was knocked out. By some miracle, Yoshika would soon regain her magic power once again; described as being the result of the voices of her companions from the 501st reaching out to her, heard through her transceiver. After being supplied a Striker Unit from Sakamoto, she fought the Neuroi alongside the rest of the 501st that hurried to Gallia to save her. Afterward, Minna announced that the 501st JFW would be reformed once again. At the start of Road to Berlin, plans had now been put in place for the 501st JFW to reform and return to action. Meanwhile, Yoshika decided to resume her studying in Helvetia - as originally intended - while waiting for the official reforming process to finish. Throughout most of the events of the 3rd season, Yoshika would continue to have difficulties with using magic. But after witnessing the "death" of Shizuka during the final battle for Berlin, her feelings of helplessness and intense emotional agony caused her power to increase more than ever before, which then allowed Yoshika to fully heal her friend's mortal wounds. She then drew the attention of most of the Neuroi, allowing the combined efforts of the 501st to lure out the core and destroy the Neuroi's control over Berlin once and for all. Yoshika's inherent magic is Healing Ability (治癒能力, Chiyu Nōryoku). Classified as a variety of the telekinesis-lineage, it puts a living thing back to how it was by means of magic and is effective not only against external wounds but also diseases. At first, she became fatigued upon treating a single person, so consecutive use was difficult. However, she underwent a huge growth through practice and actual combat, to the point of being capable of fighting without problems even after continuously applying treatment to over 10 people. One of her remarkable abilities is the strength and size of her shield, and it can be used for both attack and defense. Another ability of note is a multi-shield that raises the power of the magic shield, the generation of a gigantic shield and the capacity to use them properly for offense and defense. Her latent magic power and growth width are by far the greatest. By granting her own magic power, Yoshika can increase the magic power of a targeted Witch, drastically increasing both her inherent magic and physical abilities.[2] Yoshika had once invoked True Reppuzan, a type of telekinesis magic attack consisting in releasing a magic blow by pouring magic into a sword. She seems to have a good sense of combat, such as firing at enemies in irregular manoeuvres or mimicking Sakamoto's special technique, the left twist (左捻り込み, Hidari hineri-komi), just by having seen it. She also used the rolling scissors (ロール旋風, Rōru senpū, lit. "Roll whirlwind") against the Warlock without training. She also has confidence in her health and boasts never having catch a cold before. Striker units Miyabishi Type 0 Carrier-based Fighter Legs Model 22 (No. V-139) Type 0 Model 22 Miyafuji SW1A spare striker unit for Squadron Leader Sakamoto that was loaded on the Akagi, it was later used Miyafuji by Yoshika as a dedicated machine. Miyabishi Type 0 Carrier-based Fighter Legs Model 22 Kou (No. V-128) Type 0 Model 22 Miyafuji SW2Yoshika's Type 0 (V-139) striker, used in 1944, was destroyed in the last battle of the first season. When she returned to the military, she used Mio's old Type 0 (V-128) unit that had been replaced by a Shiden. Tsukushi Shinden (prototype No. 1) Shinden Miyafuji SW2Yoshika's Shinden is the first prototype and was completed based on the engine design drawings left by Dr. Miyafuji, which can withstand Yoshika's enormous magical power. Since it could not be handled by the Yokozuka Examination Department, it was sent to Europe, hoping that it would be useful to Squadron Leader Sakamoto and Sergeant Miyafuji. This proved successful, as Yoshika was able to operate it and fully utilize its capabilities. Advertisement Equipment Yoshika uses a Type 99-2 Model 2 Kai heavy machine gun in combat. Some works also display her using a Mauser M712 Schnellfeuer as a sidearm. She was also issued a Walther PPK upon joining the 501st, however she immediately returned it, stating a dislike for firearms. In the last episode of the second season, Yoshika used Mio's Reppumaru to perform the Reppuzan. In the movie, Yoshika borrowed Barkhorn's MG42 general-purpose machine gun to fight againts a Neuroi mothership and its drones. During the last wave of Operation Southwind, when her magic powers were temporarily vanished, Yoshika picked an MP40 submachine gun from a wounded soldier and used it to shoot at Neuroi. Yoshika's Comments On Other Characters Chara05 1 On Minna "Wing Commander Minna? Yes, she's a fantastic person! She's always smiling... and she feels like a very mature woman. I wish I could be more like her. She somewhat reminds me of a mother." 7e76a6de6c77f06f0411243096a766fc On Lynne Other members of the unit? Lynne was the first friend I made after coming here to Britannia. She showed me around in the base and was very kind! That made me happy... And... that big bosom.... wah! Nothing! It's nothing!" E14538eb81bf8236ee742a8aa76241ac On Sakamoto "Sakamoto-san? She's kind, but can be pretty strict sometimes. She told me about the work my father had done, and I'm very grateful for that. Although it surprised me when we met for the first time and she told me that “I would come to her sooner or later”!" Chara07 1 On Perrine "Perrine? Yes, it feels like she's always mad at me. I wonder why...? I know I make a lot of mistakes all the time, but I still don't think she has to be that hard on me... Sakamoto-san told me being strict on someone is a way to show you have hopes for them, but I wonder..." 35e6a0bfafdefcbb99c934cfba34f23e On Lucchini "Lucchini always eats the things I cook with a smile on her face. Things like that makes me happy! But it feels like she's always sleeping in some odd place... is that really okay?" C1be48c1f27bce67edbf28f2a92a719c On Shirley "Shirley is a really kind person! She seems kind of slack, but I think she actually really looks after everyone. She's bighearted and broad-minded... What? I'm not talking about her breasts! But... well... they sure did feel nice..." Chara06 1 On Barkhorn "It feels like Barkhorn is always mad at me too. But well, compared to her, I'm still just an inexperienced little duckling, so I guess it's only natural." Chara04 1 On Erica "I don't really understand Hartmann. Everyone says she's an excellent witch, and she is amazing even in small-scaled battles, but in her everyday life she is... how should I put it... umm... sloppy?" Chara11 1 On Sanya "Sanya is a really kind girl! She's a little shy and quiet, but she's good at singing, and I think it's really great how she always does her best for all of us during the nights!" Chara10 1 On Eila "Eila is quite mysterious. But at least I've come to understand that she cares a lot about Sanya. Seems like she almost never has used her protective shield during battles since she can predict the enemy's attacks. According to herself, she does it without thinking, “by intuition”, but... Isn't it amazing?" Trevor Maloney (トレヴァー・マロニー ?) Air Chief Marshall Trevor Maloney was a member of Britannian RAF, high command in charge of 501st Joint Fighter Wing and its operations as well as other units. He replaced Hugo Dowding as the Britannian Air Chief Marshal and was highly against the usage of Witches for defending Dover. He especially harbors contempt towards the Joint Fighter Wings, for they were established by Dowding, his political rival. He was also the commander of 1st Assault Unit "Warlock", specifically meant for the usage of Warlock (the weapon) and top secret research and development project behind it. To fund his project, Maloney was redirecting budgets meant for the 501st JFW to his projects. Due to this scandal being revealed by Wing Commander Wilcke, he was dismissed from the post. Preceding whereabouts are unknown. He is the antagonist from the last few episodes of the first season. Responsible for temporarily shutting down the 501st and causing the Warlock disaster. Yet another lonesome evening in the hangar in which I find myself buried elbow deep inside the remains of a destroyed Striker Unit. The recent inflammation of combat along the European Front meant made sure I was never short of work. Oil and coolant bleed from open wounds caused by pieces of metallic shrapnel. I work on these things day in and day out, and they’re not easy to fix. I was tired, and not making any progress on the job… “Good evening, Sergeant!” I almost jumped up and smashed my head against the opening. Sergeant Yoshika Miyafuji was standing there with that usual cheery, innocent smile on her face. The kind of smile where no matter how bad of a mood you’re in, you can’t help but cheer up when you see it. “You know, you don’t have to call me Sergeant anymore. I’m calling you by your first name, Yoshika.” “Hmm… But I like calling you Sergeant,” she replied. Another one of her strange whims. I cleaned my hands with an old rag and sighed, “I wish you girls would treat your units with a little more care. This is the worst one I’ve seen so far!” “Sorry! But the Neuroi are getting more and more dangerous each and every day. It’s hard not to come back with a whole bunch of damage each time we deploy. Besides, we have an amazing technician like you on board!” “Yeah, well, I know a lot about the Strikers, but it’s not like I’m some miracle worker.” Not at all. The inventor of these high-tech state-of-the-art machines was my good friend and dearly departed colleague, Miyafuji Ichiro. He was a brilliant man, selfless to a fault. He left his family behind in Fuso for years so that he could help protect people from the Neuroi. Unfortunately, the laboratory that he took so much pride in also served as his resting place. Then, recently, his teenage daughter came along. She came to Europe looking to learn more about him, and found a new calling in the process. Ichiro was a very serious man, so it was a shock when this beam of sunlight rolled through the base on her first day. She was scared, but no doubt brave just as her father was. It didn’t take long for her to all but demand that I explain my relationship with her dad from beginning to tragic end. Sakomoto had been given the same interrogation – the two of them both idolizing the man and wishing to learn everything they could about him. Yoshika said she recognized me from one of those pictures he had sent back home, standing right next to Flight Officer Sakomoto. To me, that time spent with him feels like yesterday. But for Sakomoto and Yoshika, who were both children at the time, it seemed like ancient history. Miyafuji Ichiro was the brains behind the operation from start to end. It was his brilliance, not mine, that gave humanity a fighting chance against these aliens, and now Miyafuji is following in his footsteps. It’s dangerous being a Witch, so I can only hope that she’ll have a happier ending than he did. “Yoshika, it’s cold in here. Why don’t you go get some sleep?” The tension in the air was so thick that I could cut it with a knife. She was wearing nothing but her sailor uniform and a tight blue swimsuit underneath, as was the style for girls her age from Fuso. I could tell Yoshika wanted to ask me for something by the way she rubbed the ball of her foot against the concrete floor. “I was hoping that… you’d like to visit my room and keep me warm?” she asked meekly, “Lynne isn’t here, so it’s all empty, and-” I wasn’t really listening to the rest of her explanation. My eyes instead drifted down to the hem of her uniform, and the tightly packed folds of her labia being pressed against that dark-blue material. She knew how to push all of my buttons. This ‘innocent’ act where she twisted her heel and asked me for help was all part of her game. It was impossible for me to resist. She was too cute to ignore. No matter how much I tried to pretend as if things were normal, seeing Yoshika would always remind me of the truth. I, in a moment of blind lust, had laid my hands on her body and did a lot more than a man my age should have done. Yoshika was a willing participant in my idiocy, incapable of seeing how the fatherly relationship she developed with me was disquieting given that incident. “Fine. Let me put my tools away and sneak past the MP.” Yoshika smiled and clasped her hands together, “Okay! Thank you!” Her bare feet pattered against the ground as she ran away. I started at her butt while she went, before laboriously returning each tool to its rightful place on the workbench. Was I trying to delay the inevitable? I wasn’t fooling anyone. This was a hell of my own making. I could at least enjoy it before the spirit of my dead friend came to haunt me. With that done, I headed through the lonesome corridors of the base and towards the sleeping quarters for the Witches. The MP in charge of watching the main entrance was always asleep at this hour, and nobody ever bothered to check if he was doing the job properly. I could easily slip past by taking a different route and get to Yoshika’s room in short order. It had only been ten minutes since she found me in the hangar, yet when I opened the door and slipped inside, she was already kneeling on the bed without any clothes on. The moonlight seeping through the window emphasized the lithe curves of her body. She smiled. The excitement was so strong that her canine ears and tail sprung outwards. I always tell myself that I’m making a big mistake, yet I’m still in too deep to pull away when she presents herself to me in such an enticing manner. I made sure that the door was locked from the inside and started to remove my uniform. She eagerly drank in the sight. “You’ve been asking me to visit your room more often lately…” Yoshika blushed, “It’s fun, and sleeping with you next to me is super comfortable too.” “I am a little worried about someone overhearing us. You’ve got some serious lungs, Yoshika. I keep thinking that one of your squadmates is going to bust that door down to see what’s got you screaming so loud.” I sat on the edge of the bed and she immediately took her position hugging my right arm, pushing her beautifully perky boobs into me in the process. Her little bushy tail wagged and revealed her excitement in an involuntary display. “I’ll try to keep it down. Can we do the same thing as last time?” “Last time? I thought I went too far.” She shook her head, desperate to dispel my misconception. “Oh, no! It was really great! I like it when you… take control. You can be rough with me. I’ve taken a lot worse on the battlefield.” “I’ll take you up on your offer, then.” I grabbed her and pulled her over onto my lap. My hardening cock was squeezed between her thighs. Yoshika moaned the second my calloused hand reached around and grabbed her breasts, the tips of my fingers pinching her nipples and causing them to stiffen. She was so small that she only just reached my collarbone sitting on my lap like this. I ran my hands all over every exposed inch of her perfect skin. Yoshika giggled occasionally when I found a ticklish spot. I could already feel her wetness pressing against my shaft. She felt good, she smelled good. I pushed my nose into the back of her short brunette hair and inhaled her. Yoshika wanted to feel like a toy – and I intended to deliver on that front. I was going to take every liberty I pleased in molesting her and fucking her into a puddle. The immorality of it all was a potent drug that I was a captive to. Here I was, submitting to my baser urges and fucking a teenage girl who was half my age and certainly not in the right place to agree to what I was doing. That parental love she found in me had been twisted into something else entirely, but in the throes of laying my hands on her body, I found it difficult to give all that much of a shit. I had no intention of stopping. Yoshika was beautiful, sexy and cute in equal amounts. Her olive-coloured skin and bright eyes were even better when streaming with sweat and swelling with post-orgasm tears. I kissed the back of her neck and returned to her breasts, playing her like an instrument and filling the room with moans that already teetered on the edge of being too loud for comfort. “It feels good when you touch me,” Yoshika panted, “Ah! They’re a lot bigger than my hands. My fingers aren’t big enough to make me…” “To make you cum?” I growled into her canine ear. It flickered in response. “Y-Yeah. I can still do it, but it never feels as good.” “You’re trying to tempt me again, aren’t you? You naughty little slut.” I trailed my index finger down between her cleavage and across her tightly packed tummy, glancing across her clitoris and sliding it into her lower flower. Yoshika hissed and seized up in my arms. Even that small touch was enough to elicit a strong reaction. She whined, “It’s your fault for showing me. Whenever I’m alone – I can’t help but think about doing that stuff again…” She was so tiny. I could do whatever I wanted to her, and she was perfectly okay with that arrangement. Of course, Yoshika could turn me into a fine paste using her magic if she really wanted. This was all part of the façade she erected. The needy teenage girl who was missing a father figure – turning to me and having those feelings slowly corrupted into lust thanks to my actions. I couldn’t keep my hands off of her. I greedily toyed with every inch of exposed skin I could reach, groping her breasts and running my hands down to her plump thighs. Yoshika’s best feature was her butt. Always cooped up inside of that tight navy-blue swimsuit, it was inevitable that it’d be waved in my face over and over again. To think that every girl in Fuso was wearing something similar. It was a small wonder that any work got done over there with so many distractions running around. To get to it I had to push her down onto the bed and loom over her. Her small puppy tail wagged eagerly and brushed against my stomach. I attacked her ass with every bit of vigour I could muster. My fingers sunk into her pliant flesh, and the tension they exerted caused her to moan whorishly. Rotating my hands in circles let me appreciate how perfectly it balanced the musculature of a talented soldier and the plumpness of a beautiful girl. Her pussy and asshole were hidden right there between them. I pulled her cheeks aside and caught a brief glimpse of them before letting go and allowing it to return to its normal position. Cradling Yoshika’s body from above, I touched her left breast and brought my right hand up to clutch at her neck. I could easily wrap my entire hand around it – but I wasn’t trying to choke her. I moved up slightly and took a hold of her chin. She obediently opened her lips and allowed me to slide two of my fingers into her mouth. She moaned again. She could feel my erect cock pushing into her back. Her little tongue reached out and played with my invasive digits, leaving them covered with a thick helping of her saliva. Yoshika always enjoyed it when I played with her body like this. At first, she was unsure of what it would feel like to have me gagging her using my fingers, but now she was ready and willing to let me molest her mouth at any time. After several minutes of groping and grinding Yoshika whined. I was teasing her for too long. “You want to ride on top, Yoshika?” She nodded frantically. It didn’t matter what position it was. She just wanted to feel me inside of her pussy. I laid back on the bed and pulled her along with me so that she was facing forwards. She shuffled over and raised her hips into the air, pushing my tip against her cunt and slowly lowering herself down onto it. Inch after inch of my shaft was swallowed up whole by her hungry folds. Her little doggy tail wagged in excitement. “Fuck! That’s good.” I grunted. The moonlight coming through the window highlighted her perfect body. I put my hands onto her butt and rubbed both cheeks in small circles. It was so perky and tight. I could play with it for hours without getting bored. Yoshika whimpered and ground against me. “C-Can I move, please?” “Yeah. Be a good girl and ride me.” Yoshika didn’t need to be told twice. She picked up a steady pace, bouncing up and down on top of me. Each apex and trough elicited another whorish moan from her mouth. My cock was going so deep into her that it almost knocked on the entrance to her womb. Her tightness and wetness was enough to put me on edge from the very start of our mating. “It feels good,” Yoshika whispered, “It’s so big…” “You’re the only girl who makes me like this,” I replied, “When I see you walking around in that swimsuit it makes me want to bend you over the nearest table and fuck you in front of all your friends.” She really liked that idea. “The first time I thought I was going to break in half, but now I want you to go even harder.” “Like this?” I swatted my hand against her left asscheek. A loud slap rang out through the bedroom and Yoshika moaned in unison with the impact. The cheek wobbled for a few seconds before settling again. A light-red copy of my palm started to bloom on the surface of her skin. I followed that up by wrapping my fingers into the fur of her tail and tugging on it – each pull causing her to yelp playfully like dog. “Oh! Yessss! Breed me!” She sped up. The bed started to creak under the weight of our bodies. I held on tight and thrusted up to join her, pushing her up so high into the air that she almost came close to losing grip of my cock. I spread her ass cheeks and pushed her tail aside so that I could look at her rear hole. It winked delightfully and begged for me to play with it. I pushed my thumb inside and wrapped my arm around her waist. “A-Ah! T-That’s my butt!” Yoshika whined. “It belongs to me.” Yoshika shook her head, but she couldn’t do anything to stop me. I kept pumping into her until she teetered on the edge of climax. She was too easy to push off the ledge. Without warning she shot up straight in my arms and screamed so loud that I was forced to slap my hand over her mouth to keep her from alerting the others. Her pussy undulated around my girth, and a hefty flood of her juices sprayed out onto the bed before us. “Ah! No! I’m making a mess!” Yoshika gasped. Her chest heaved with every breath. She collapsed down onto me, resting her head between my pectorals. I was still buried inside of her pussy. “You must have been waiting for that, huh?” I joked. Yoshika turned bright red, “S-Sorry. I didn’t mean to finish that fast.” “It’s fine. Just lay down and I’ll fuck you real good.” Yoshika yelped as I shifted upwards and pushed her face-first onto the bed. I spread her asscheeks once again and admired the view, before sliding every inch of my cock back into her heated folds and drawing out a long, tortured moan from the unwitting tease. Yoshika was trapped with my full weight bearing down on her like a palette of bricks. I could feel her little tail wagging against my stomach. I let my body drop and pushed as deep as I could. A loud slap filled the air as my body crashed up against her perky ass. Yoshika, the innocent and well-meaning girl, could only shiver and let me do as I pleased. Every night we spent together was another barrage of new sensations and positions that she never would have thought of alone. Slowly she was being corrupted by my tastes. The guilt I felt was only a problem when we were away from the dorm room. “D-Daddy!” Yoshika hissed. I would have paused in any other circumstance, but I was too deep into slamming her from behind to give her slip much thought. I pressed on regardless, shoving my fingers into her mouth and pinching her tongue to keep her from making any more noise. Not only that, but to degrade her and take a power trip. This wasn’t romantic. I was pushing her down and breeding this little puppy for all she was worth. All of the pent up lust and resentmentI felt about her body and the skimpy clothes she wore came pouring out of me as aggression. Every mark, welt and bruise another sign of my control over her. Yoshika was enjoying it. I could feel her slutty cunt squeezing my cock and begging for the explosive finish that she denied me before. I’m under no illusion that I could have a romantic relationship with a girl her age. I was of drinking age when she was in diapers. Maybe Yoshika felt differently, but a girl her age shouldn’t consider a father figure to be her ideal lover anyway. I’d have to confront that fact one day. The reality is she was a convenient hole for me to dump my cum into, and having her all to myself was intoxicating. Slapping her butt and pushing my thumb into her ass, yanking on her tail, and leaning over to nibble on the edge of her canine ears. All of those things turned her into mush. The pleasure was getting more and more intense. She had already climaxed once and I wasn’t going to stop. She was being beaten from pillar to post. Yoshika was a passenger in this exchange. “You dirty fucking slut.” I groaned into her ear. Her tight cunny squeezed and begged for my seed. Dark thoughts clouded my mind, and I wondered how much trouble I’d be in if I accidentally got the young girl pregnant whilst on active duty. I could feel the first of my orgasms boiling up inside of me. I leaned back and enjoyed a full view of Yoshika’s back and butt, the sweat glimmering in the low evening light as it rolled down her flawless skin. The frantic waving of her canine tail. The pleading eyes staring back at me from the head of the bed, and my fingers clumsily shoved into her mouth to keep her from moaning and alerting the others. She’s mine. It was true. I was going to have to live with the consequences of the twisted relationship I had formed with Yoshika. Exploiting her faith in me just so I could dump my balls into her pussy whenever we were alone. I was pond scum. The worst type of shyster. Her father would have wrung my neck for ever laying a hand on his young daughter. “Cumming!” I grunted quietly. It all came crashing down at once. I pushed my full weight into her from behind and caused her legs to give out. Yoshika slumped down onto the bed again with my body on top of hers. The tip of my cock pressed dangerously against the entrance to her womb. I knew I should pull out, but my male instincts forbid me from doing so. It’s as if there’s a magnet connecting our crotches together and demanding I cum inside. It’s only when I imagine Major Sakomoto’s blade beheading me for my sins that I summon the will to resist. I pulled out as quickly as I could, my cock springing up into the cool air of the bedroom and sending several ropes of thick semen onto her ass and back. I made sure to keep hot-dogging Yoshika’s perfect butt. Lava surged through my veins and caused black spots to linger at the edge of my vision. I took a deep breath and sighed, “Shit…” Yoshika moaned and disentangled herself from my grip, rolling over onto her back and placing a demure hand against her chest. The sight of my lover so exhausted after only one round of sex was the kind of thing that inflated my ego to dangerous levels. Yoshika looked the most beautiful with messy bed-hair and a heaving chest desperate for air. “That felt amazing,” she whimpered, “I think I came again at the end.” She eyed my cock and marvelled at how such a huge member was inside of her mere moments ago. It didn’t seem like it was physically possible from the outside – yet it happened regardless. Her ears flickered up and down, her mind bouncing between arousal and exhaustion. “It felt good for me too. You kept it pretty quiet, all things considered.” Yoshika nodded, “I think Hartmann was a little suspicious about some of the noises from last time – so I tried really hard to keep it down.” She had a terrible habit of sticking her nose in business that wasn’t hers. Hartmann was the biggest threat in my opinion, always where she wasn’t supposed to be, always in the wrong places at the right time. I glanced at the door and paused to try and hear what was going on outside in the hallway. Luckily, there was not a single other soul there to catch us in the act. I could keep going for a while longer. There were still a few matters I wanted to wrap up before leaving. So I stalked towards her like a predator and took her left leg into my hands, leaning in and opening my mouth. My tongue traced up and down her bare leg, taking in her perfectly smooth skin and leaving saliva in my wake. Yoshika seized up – her ears and tail shooting stock straight at the strange sensation. “W-What are you doing?” she wondered. “Worshipping you,” I replied simply. This was something I had in mind since the start. Yoshika remained motionless and let me have my fun. Of particular note was her perfectly toned tummy. That was my grand prize. I paid a lot of attention to her thighs first though. What good would it be to spoil my meal by rushing ahead to the desert? She started to squirm as the ticklishness of her skin started to become apparent. Despite her hesitation, the flush on her cheeks said that she was enjoying the unique style of play. “I-Is it normal for a boy to do this?” “You have a wonderful body, Yoshika. I just want to show you how much I like it.” “Even if I’m not as big as the others?” “Size isn’t everything. Someone who can’t appreciate a beautiful woman because she doesn’t have huge breasts is a blind fool. And besides…” I reached out and groped them, causing her to squeak. “These are already wonderful. Why else would I play with them so much?” That was enough to assuage her concerns and let me return to lavishing her with my tongue. I traced a path from her knees, up to her thighs and close to her crotch. Instead of eating her pussy – I moved around and up towards her stomach. Yoshika’s hips were moving more and more, and she completely lost control when I ran the tip of my tongue across her navel and belly. “Hehehe!” she giggled, “N-Not there! I’m ticklish there!” Her tail wagged rapidly. She was enjoying this. I kept going, eventually rolling her over onto her stomach and running a thin line down from the nape of her neck to the top of her buttocks. While I was there I also took the opportunity to get my hands on both cheeks again, squeezing and kneading them. It wasn’t long before Yoshika started to get aroused again. Her tail hiked up into the air and exposed her pussy, almost slapping me in the face as my tongue trailed off her ass. “Can we do it more? I wanna do it more.” she asked not-so-innocently. I checked the clock on the wall to make sure I had the time. “Sure. I wouldn’t be a good role model if I showed up and left you in the lurch after one round.” Yoshika smiled brightly and leapt up to hug me, wrapping her arms around my neck and planting a big, loving kiss on my cheek. My mind skipped back to when she ‘accidentally’ called me Daddy. A smarter, more responsible man would have put an end to this delusion before it got any deeper, but I was not a smart man, nor a responsible one. If I were to put an end to things, that would mean losing access to that luxurious body of hers. I’m going to hell. I really am. make a body swap story that was made by Trevor Maloney to try and take magic form witches but put himself in Yoshika body came with some risk thanks to how the device works he gain the habits of Yoshika including the way she walks and talks and the way she dresses and any habits that he does not know about like the story part of it this is all form Trevor point of view before and after the swap there is no way to change back after the swap thanks to yoshika magic being mess with to make it help with the swap but after the swap her magic learn what happens and prevent any more swaps.