Last Day In Brazil

Once we returned to Brazil, we teleported back to Dr. Guerrero’s house to pick up the principal. We made sure to lock his house up before we used my quirk to teleport out. Principal Nezu tells us as we teleport back to our hotel, “Since we lost a decent chunk of the day, let’s stay the night here. We will leave tomorrow for the United States.” I nod in understanding. Ayaka asks me with that sexy voice of hers, “Do you want to check out the resort’s swim park?” I am not fond of being around all that water, but if she wanted to, I would do it. I respond, not looking her in the eye, since I know she is probably making a face as I blush, flustered by her tone of voice, “I w-would do anything you asked me to.” She giggles and whispers in my ear, “I will need you before we do anything else.” I get a nosebleed, and Ayaka, who is now always prepared, pulls a tissue out of a tattoo on her arm. Just like she did with weapons to make combat easier.

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I stuff my nose with the tissue as we continue teleporting back to the resort hotel we are staying in. We arrive shortly after, and we go to our suite immediately for privacy. I feel the desire pouring out of Ayaka’s pores as we shut the door. She immediately picks me up with her tentacles and takes me into the bedroom. She says while in her Fumiaki form, biting her lip, “I want to try something new today. Change back.” She removes my clothes as I release my spell, and then she suspends me in the air with her tentacles, and she licks me between my legs, and I moan. I hear her masculine moans as she licks me, and I want more. After several minutes of me wanting more and squirming in anticipation, she says, while coming up for air with a smirk on her face, “I am going to conquer you in a slightly different way today.”

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She suspends me by my wrists, and my body hangs vertically. She makes more tentacles, and she lubes a tentacle up and sticks it in my butt while she makes her penis into a tentacle that is just as large as her already very large penis, if not larger. She starts pumping them in and out, and I moan in pleasure while she uses her tentacles to help her thrust into me. Her other tentacles are wrapping around me, making more beautiful hickey patterns. She puts another tentacle in my mouth, partially so I can lick the tip of her tentacle. I can see her reaching my deepest parts through my abdomen. I moan loudly, “You are so big, Fumiaki.” I feel my pleasure building, and she cums first. Her tentacle in this form is different and can ejaculate inside. Her tentacle has more cum, too. I see my stomach rounding as if I am bloated. Seeing this makes me wish I could get pregnant by her, and I orgasm.

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After our orgasms end, she holds her tentacle inside and chuckles in that sexy way she does, “Let’s take this to the shower.” She holds me suspended in the air as we walk to the bathroom, and her face is so sexy right now. She giggles, “If you keep looking at me like that, we are going to have to change plans.” I pout as I catch my breath, “I want to fill you up, too.” Ayaka purrs in her masculine tone, “Who said you weren’t?” I blush furiously at her words, and we get inside the shower, and she lifts me off her tentacle, and her cum pours out of me and forms a pile on the ground. My previously bloated-looking belly returns to normal. Ayaka says while biting her lip, looking at the pile of cum, “I really like that. We are definitely going to have to do this more often. I like filling you up like this, and it seems easier on you.”

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She used the wand on me again to clean me out and also pleasure me again. However, this time I was able to return the favor. When we got out of the shower, Ayaka looked at the clock as we were drying off and said, “We only have a few more hours of daylight. Do you want to check out the waterpark before it gets dark?” I pouted a little bit, “B-but I was wanting to fill you up, too.” She giggled and said seductively, “We can continue when the sun goes down.” I nod excitedly yet flustered in response. She hugs me and squeezes my naked and damp body as our moist skin sticks to one another. She says as she approaches my ear with her mouth, “You are just so cute.” She nibbles on my ear, and I feel like I am short-circuiting from being so flustered. She has never nibbled on my ear like that before.

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We did our transformation magic, put on our swim trunks and t-shirts, and grabbed our sandals, towels, shades, and our room key. As we are going downstairs, my stomach growls, and Ayaka laughs, “There is a cantina in the waterpark we can go to, Han-chan.” We get to the cantina, and the smell is making me salivate. I ordered a massive meat-and-bean burrito packed with rice, tomatoes, corn, and cheese. Ayaka ordered a few different empadas. From the menu, they look like Brazil’s version of meat buns, though it seems they offer different fillings, such as shrimp, beef, cheese, palm heart (whatever that is), and beans. She ordered all five of them since we eat more while we are transformed.

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When our food is ready, we take it and sit down at an umbrella table, shielding us from the sun, and I take a bite of my burrito and moan. Ayaka takes a bite of one of her empadas and moans as well. She takes her empada and takes it to my lips, and I take a bite. That cheese is so gooey, and the outside is flaky and soft. It is a different texture from our buns and the samsas from Russia. I offer her a bite of my burrito, and she accepts it as well while I blush furiously. We start to get a crowd around us, spectating the ‘two beautiful men’ feeding each other so intimately. I am so focused on Ayaka, though, that I don’t notice them. Ayaka smirks in that sexy manner of hers after we finish eating as I wipe my face with a napkin.

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She turns my head slightly to kiss me. The girls next to us squeal, and only then do I notice we have an audience. I curse in surprise after the kiss, “Shit, how long were they there?” Ayaka giggles, “Han-chan, they were there for practically all of it.” I start blushing furiously, wanting to fade into the background. One of the girls close by drops her towel. Ayaka reaches down from her chair and hands it to the girl while looking at her flirtatiously in a manner I don’t like. The girl swoons and starts talking in fast Portuguese to the other girls. The girls giggle at my reaction, since apparently I am making a face right now. Ayaka’s attention comes back to me, and she smirks in that sexy way and leans in for a kiss, which makes the girls squeal more.

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We then made our rounds visiting the attractions the waterpark had to offer, including water slides, a lazy river, and the wave pool. They had a variety of water slides, from ones designed for children to ones that were twisty, very fast, or a little claustrophobic. All of them were terrifying because of my curse. Even though I was wearing a life jacket. The locals who were squealing over us have been following us. So it almost feels like we are in a group. Ayaka keeps feeding into their energy, loving the attention, and they are obsessed with her. I mean, I get it. I know that acting flirtatiously with the girls to a degree will help solidify our covers as men, but I still don’t like it. The girls seemed to be entertained by my thrashing in panic in the shallows, to be rescued by Ayaka, who was always waiting for me.

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Ayaka’s sixth sense for that type of energy has the ability to overcome the language barrier. They don’t need to know what she is saying to know what she means. They squeal at every wink and every time she gives them a sexy look while biting her lip. She was made for the spotlight. She is as bright as the sun, and people naturally flock to her. She is definitely the main character in my story, and I am just an extra. I just hope my being an extra doesn’t dim her brightness. As if Ayaka could hear my thoughts, she abandoned flirting with the girls and kissed me. Her lips always cheer me up. She then whispers to me, even though no one can speak Japanese here, “Are you not having a good time?” I respond a little flustered since we have an audience, “I a-always have a good time w-with you, Fu-chan.”

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She squeals and hugs me, and the girls squeal even more. We left the slides and went to the large lazy river, and used some of the floats. I get on top of the float carefully with Ayaka’s help, and I start to gently get swept away. I reach for Ayaka, who is still getting into hers, and she chuckles and uses her hands to swim towards me using the current for speed. She expertly spins with her hands, controlling her movement, and slides her fingers between mine very smoothly. Ayaka says as we float in the lazy river, “Do you want to try swimming now that you have a float?” I say a little scared, “I am scared to roll over.” She smirks and responds, “Then don’t.” She starts using her hands to quickly swim with the current, and she says, “Catch me, and you will get a reward.”

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I immediately start using my hands in the same way she is. I want that reward. I start to get a feel for it, and I am catching up to her. We hit a turn, and I was so close to her that I reached out to grab her, but I bumped into the wall, and it made my float shake. I panicked and made it worse accidentally, and fell out and got paralyzed, even with the life jacket. Ayaka immediately saved me with one hand and used her other hand to hold the tubes while gripping the wall of the lazy river with her feet to keep our tubes in place, so they didn’t drift away. She was very smooth with the save even though there was a lot going on. She says as she holds me, “Looks like you caught me, so someone will be getting a reward.” I blush furiously, and the girls following us hold the walls of the lazy river to prevent them from crashing into us. After that, we enjoyed the serenity of the peaceful drift of the river for a while longer before relocating to the horror that is the wave pool.

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It wasn’t long in the wave pool that a wave hit me, and I got paralyzed and lost my trunks. Ayaka pulled me up, and when I stood up in the shallows, my penis was showing. I wish this life jacket was longer. This caused the locals to swoon, which made me want to fade into the background. I know they didn’t see my body, BUT THEY SAW MY BODY. It is a weird thing to describe. I covered my penis bashfully while Ayaka searched the wave pool for my trunks, and she found them for me, thankfully. Otherwise, I would have had to get her to buy me another pair of trunks.  She played with me for a bit when she returned with my trunks and kept them from me until I gave her a kiss. The locals who have been following us squeal over our dynamic, and I can tell that Ayaka really loves the attention our relationship gets.

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After I got my trunks back on, some locals tried to make some unwanted advances on the locals who were following us and gestured to their penises through their trunks in a harassing manner in the shallows. Ayaka steps in and gestures to her mouth nonverbally as she says in Japanese, “They said ‘no’.” While shaking her head. The men start getting mad and yell at us in Portuguese, and one of them tries to hit Ayaka, but she uses Gun-head martial arts to subdue the guy without using her quirks. His friends square up to us aggressively. I make my body all black with armament and hit my fists together to make a loud, hard sound, and Ayaka hovers her hand around the locals' waists while not touching them and nonverbally asks if they are ok, and they still look distressed and worried about the local men.

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By now, we have an audience, and some people have gotten the resort security to remove the aggressors. The girls hugged both of us in gratitude, and taking Ayaka’s lead, I didn't touch them either and hovered over their bare waists. I know why she is doing it: to make them more comfortable, since those men were obviously sexually harassing them. We don’t want to add to their unpleasant experience since we are presenting as men right now. We escorted them to their lounge chairs on the pool deck, and one of them got their phone and opened a translation app. They weren’t sure of our language, so, understanding what she wanted, I put Japanese in the other field.

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She speaks into her phone in Portuguese, and Japanese comes out, “Thank you for helping us back there. Those guys were creeps.” Ayaka responds in Japanese into the phone, “That must have been so unsettling for you. Creeps like them give us good men a bad name. Would you like us to buy you guys some tea to help calm you down?” They speak into their phone, and it says, “We would rather you both drink with us instead.” They point to a poolside bar, and Ayaka says while shaking her hands, “I would love to buy you beautiful girls drinks, but we are technically underage.” One of them speaks flirtatiously into the phone while another girl smacks her in the arm, and the phone says, “We can make you men.”

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I blush furiously, and Ayaka responds, “We are flattered by the offer, miss, but we only get intimate with those we feel a strong emotional attachment for, and we would need more than an evening drinking together for that.” The same girl who asked the question follows up, and the phone asks while sipping on an expensive cocktail she bought herself, “Do you ever get intimate with each other as well?” Ayaka responds, smirking, while embracing her cover and winking at me, “We had to learn what to do with women somehow.” I want to fade into the background and am missing my hoodie. The girls squeal and take us up for drinks by the poolside bar anyway, and they were very touchy with us. However, they respected our boundaries, keeping their touches to our muscles and not between our legs. They asked why we hadn’t touched them yet, and Ayaka told them we were just trying to make them feel safe.

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They whisper amongst themselves and one of them points to the side and the others seem on board. They turned to us, then pulled us onto the small dance floor beside the bar, and one of the girls said into the translation app before putting her phone into her pocket, “We are going to teach you two how to samba.” They started moving their feet forward and backward, and in a way to make their hips pop. They did it first, fast, to show us how it is supposed to look, and then they broke down the movements for us. Ayaka picked it up almost immediately, and she started dancing with one of the girls. I was a little slow since I had never danced before, but these girls were very patient and were obviously having a good time, even though I was slow. The girl dancing with Ayaka did a hair flip, and Ayaka smiled brightly and mimicked it. She looked so handsome doing it after a body roll, and judging by the squeals I hear, I am not the only one who thinks that.

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After I got the hang of it, we danced for several songs, and I am not going to lie, it was actually fun. I never knew dancing could be fun. I had never had the urge to dance before I met Ayaka, for obvious reasons. We danced the last couple of songs together, away from the girls, and they loved it. They were showing their approval of the girl who suggested we dance. It is a weird thing to not really need words to communicate, and never thought we could say so much without saying anything at all. That is double for this dancing. Ayaka got into it and was biting her lip, looking at me with that sexy face, and I returned her energy in response. We sat down for several songs and drank some limonada suíça. These drinks are so creamy and sweet, and I love them so much. I ordered a few because they were so good.

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They asked one last time if we would go up to their room, and we declined. We have been in these forms for hours, and even though we have been snacking, I am running low on magic. I gave Ayaka a look, and she understood. We excused ourselves, and they were very flirtatious in their goodbyes. Ayaka, smiling that warm hero smile, made these girls melt into puddles at her feet. We went back to our room, and Ayaka said, “Before we run out of magic, I want to rail you while we are in this form as well.” She hasn’t railed me as Fumiaki while I was Hanzo before. I don’t know if I have enough magic to stay in this form. I am starting to feel very lethargic. She removes my swim trunks and my shirt, and she removes her trunks and puts her shirt behind her neck while still on, exposing her chest and abs.

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She has me get on the mattress and spread my knees wide and touch my chest to the mattress. She lubes up her penis, and she sticks it in my butt. She makes a tentacle to stroke my penis and has others wrap around me. She holds her penis once it is all the way in, and then she starts to slowly pump her hips. We both moan in pleasure as she pumps her hips and strokes my penis. She starts pumping harder and harder into me, and she comes first. She pumps hard, deep, and strong and shoots her cum deep in my ass. Within moments of her stroking my penis and her hitting the G-spot in my ass, I also cum, shooting my load on the comforter. I feel a little of my depleted magic power return, but I change back anyway since it is still very low, though I feel a little energized.

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I change back into my female form while still in this position, and she pulls her penis out of my ass, and she looks at me while biting her lip. Her penis gets hard again, and she says, “I still have magic left and want to fill you up more. Give me a little bit to clean off really quick.” She goes to the bathroom, washes her penis, and comes back and relubes up. I say as I catch my breath, “I want to do the work this time. I feel like a pillow princess sometimes, and I want to take care of you, too.” I say in a pout, and Ayaka says in her masculine Fumiaki voice while stroking her penis approaching the bed, “How can I say no to such an adorable request?” She lubes up her penis and lies on the bed on her back.

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I have caught my breath from my orgasm and am ready. I roll over and straddle her and feel the pressure of her penis entering me. I sit down and hold myself on her dick while I get adjusted to her size again. She smirks at me in a way that makes me blush furiously as it turns me on. I start bouncing on top of her and HOLY FUCKING SHIT IS THIS A WORKOUT! I am not sure if it is a mixture of being low on magic and my lack of athletic ability. Regardless, my legs are putting that work in today. I keep bouncing on her, and I feel my pleasure climbing. I pick up the pace and push through the intensity of the workout, and I cum first, and Ayaka cums shortly after shooting her load inside me. I keep bouncing through our orgasms until they come to an end. I had to bounce longer than my orgasm to elongate her orgasm, even though my legs are like Jello.

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I stop bouncing and hold her limp penis inside me a moment while I catch my breath and wipe some of the sweat off my face. She says in a breathy, masculine tone while gently tracing her fingers down my stomach, “Damn, boo, you are so hot.” I raise myself off her penis and plop down on the bed beside her, feeling her cum dribble out of my holes. She gets one of her tentacles and rubs it along both of them, and then she sticks the tentacle in her mouth to taste. I can’t believe she calls me hot when SHE is the one who is hot right now. She dispels her transformation magic, and she says, “Am I crazy, or does having sex restore our magic?” Now that she mentions it, that would explain why we are able to hold our forms longer when we are having a sex marathon. I don’t think sex works for us like eating steel does for Rivet-face, and it is a more natural rejuvenation. Similar to eating food or sleeping.

***Current Inventory: 6 Dragon Balls. Only 1 More Dragon Ball Needed.***