We’re Negotiating With A WHAT?!!

When we arrive in Brazil, my stomach is growling loudly. As promised, Principal Nezu took us to a local restaurant. They brought out Pão de queijo as free appetizers, and it was so good. The bread is so fluffy and cheesy, and I eat several, and Ayaka giggles, “If you keep eating the bread, you won’t have room for the main course.” I say with my mouth full of cheesy bread, “I woul- jus- ma- roo-” Ayaka smiles that warm, hero smile of hers as she stares at me while I stuff my face. I offer her one of the cheesy bread rolls, and she puts her hand up in refusal and says, “I already had one, so I am good. I don’t have as big a stomach as you do.” She gets that look in her eyes and closes the already short distance between us, and she says, “I would rather take a bite of yours.”

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The roll I have in my mouth that is partially sticking out since I am being a glutton and have two rolls in my hands, and I am trying to eat this roll with just my mouth. She meets my lips and takes the portion of the roll that was sticking out of my mouth as she kisses my lips. I become very flustered, just as always, and it is at this time that the waitress is coming and giggling and speaking some Latin language of some sort, and Principal Nezu seems to know this language as well. He asks us what we want to order, and I settle on something with rice, Baião de dois. My eye says it translates to Baião of two, and I have no idea what exactly a Baião is. The picture next to it makes it look tasty, though. Ayaka orders the Bobó de camarão, otherwise known as Shrimp Bobo, according to my eye. Just like with my dish, I have no idea what exactly Bobo is either. Garlic ordered Canjica, which appears to be a porridge of sorts, and Sir Floof ordered Coxinha, which looks like chicken dipped in dough and fried into teardrop shapes.

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We ordered water, but Principal Nezu ordered something called “Chimarrão”... or something like that. I looked over the menu to find anything that might have sounded like what he said, and I felt stupid when I found it… IT IS TEA. I don’t know why I thought it might be something different. Maybe because he was drinking alcoholic beverages in Russia and Ghana that threw me for a loop… I sigh and jump suddenly when I feel a tentacle out of nowhere touching my leg. I look at Ayaka, and she is shooting her usual, ‘I am completely innocent’ smile. I immediately slow down on eating these rolls, knowing she's probably going to pay me back for Ghana.

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She unbuttons my jeans, and as I eat, she takes the tentacle and discreetly places it behind me, and she enters my pants from behind. She starts rubbing me and getting me worked up. I hold back moans as she touches me, and she smirks when our orders arrive. When I took the first bite of my dish, she suctioned her tentacle on my clitoris, and I let out a moan. I try my best not to look at Ayaka right now, since she is eating her meal, multitasking as she pulls on my clit. I am so flustered that we are doing this in public in front of our chaperones. I pace this meal so I don’t end up as Ayaka did in Ghana. I naturally eat fast because that is how I have always been, so it takes a conscious effort to slow down.

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She gets the tip of the tentacle that is suctioned to my clit and starts massaging the hood of my clit. I moan with pleasure and try my best to contain my pleasure. My pleasure is starting to climb, and I let out a loud moan accidentally and stifle the rest as I exhale, trying not to moan as I eat my last bite of food. It was perfect timing, and I really don’t want to look at Ayaka right now. I don’t want to look at anyone now. I already know that I made a scene.

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Principal Nezu asks, “Since you enjoyed your entree, Miss Mochizuki, would you like dessert as well?” I finally glance at Ayaka, and she is looking at me with those sexy eyes of hers, like a beast on the hunt, and I am her prey, and I blush furiously. I shake my head, “I think I am good, sir. I did have those rolls earlier.” I am using the rolls as an excuse. I would actually really love dessert, but that was embarrassing. Also, she might forget I'm sore and try to penetrate me again. I am still very sore from receiving her constantly for hours before we went to bed last night. Ayaka, who had already finished eating (since I was eating so slowly because of her), hugged my arm, pressing her breasts against it. I get even more flustered, and I start to feel dizzy.

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Ayaka went to the bathroom here before we left to clean up the area where she made her tentacle. Principal Nezu told us we are splitting up: he will remain here, enjoying his holiday, while we go retrieve the Dragon Ball. According to the radar, it is quite a journey for most people, since it appears to be in the rainforest. We take mine and Gang Orca’s backpacks, and we discreetly transform and downgrade to disguise ourselves, and we teleport discreetly until we hit the jungle, where we didn’t combine our quirks, so Ayaka could take a break. Bringing others into 5D strains her quirk. Most of the wildlife here ignores us. Even the predators. They seemed quite intimidated by my teleportation quirk. I basically ignored the predators, since my quirk lets us completely disengage instantly as I keep teleporting us toward the Dragon Ball.

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We get to a spot in the forest where there are many fluffless tanukis. That is the best way to describe them. They look just like shaved tanukis. They must be related or something. We stop teleporting because we are close and scaring these bald tanukis. If they are anything like the tanukis, one of them probably has the Dragon Ball. We find the tree that it is in, but there are many tanuki nests here. We all quirk walk up the tree and search inside each nest. Gang Orca says loudly enough for us to hear, “I found it.” We go to him, and there is a tanuki in there shivering while protecting its shiny things, including the dragon ball. Ayaka says, “Let me negotiate with it.”

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{Ayaka’s POV}

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I transform myself into an octopus and say, “Excuse us for intruding in your home.” The weird tanuki yells, “Get out! Don’t steal my shiny!” I peer over her shoulder and see the Dragon Ball and say, “I don’t plan on stealing anything from you. However, I was hoping we could come to an arrangement of sorts for an exchange.” The tanuki yells, “You just want my shiny!” I nod, “I do desire your shiny.” The tanuki yells, “YOU CAN’T HAVE IT!” I sigh and ask, “Is there anything I could give you that would change your mind?” The tanuki shakes her head, “NO! Shiny mine!” I sigh, not getting anywhere with the tanuki. I tell her, “I will be back for more negotiations. I do hope you change your mind.” She yells as I leave, “SHINY MINE!”

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I stay in my octopus form since Gang Orca is here. Sekai has folded my clothes neatly while I was in there and placed them inside her bag. She looked a little pissed off and was muttering, “Those damned bald as fuck tanukis.” I asked her, “What happened?” She sighs and says as she puts her backpack back on, “A bald tanuki stole the cute charm you got for my backpack. I almost lost that motherfucker, with all of the other tanukis here, but I caught him and took it back. It was just really annoying. It isn’t even that shiny.” I ask her, “I don’t see it on your backpack, so where is it?” She reaches into her pocket, pulls out the glistening plastic of the dolphin charm, and puts it right back, seeing the tanuki eyes on it. She asks while sighing her frustrations away, “So, how did it go?”

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I groan and climb up her with my tentacles, “She refused to try to do any negotiations whatsoever, because she didn’t want to part with her ‘shiny’.” She bends down and grabs me with one hand while throwing her backpack over one masculine shoulder with the other. She swaps me over to her other hand so she can fully put the backpack on away from the greedy tanukis, and then she strokes me as I hug her with my tentacles. She asks as she strokes my octopus body, “Did you try trading something else that is shiny?” I sigh, “It didn’t even give me a chance.” She smirks at me as she pets me, and I ask, “Why are you looking at me like that?” She says, “You are cute when you pout like this.” Cute? How can she, the pinnacle of cuteness, call me cute?

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I decide to be a little naughty, and I take a tentacle inside her pants and stroke her penis. She stammers in a whisper, “A-aya-chan, G-gang Orca is right there.” I looked where Gang Orca was, and he was putting his headphones on as if he'd heard, then kept watch, looking away from us while listening to his music. I say, “See? He is used to this by now. Let me have more fun with you.” I stroke her penis while giving her more tentacle hickeys, and she stimulates my erogenous zone in my octopus form. I moan as she touches me. I decided to ride her penis in this form to see how it feels. I unbutton her jeans and expose her hard dick, and I lift myself and lower myself onto her penis. She is so big while I am in this state.

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She is breathing heavily and completely flushed as she continues to stroke my erogenous zones. She moaned in her masculine voice as I lowered myself. She asked me, worried while touching me with care, “Is it too big for your current form, Aya-chan?” I responded, “This form is very flexible and can handle all of you. Fill me with your cum, Han-chan.” She blushes on that masculine face of hers, and she holds my octopus body and starts pumping her penis in and out of me. I moan in pleasure as she pumps into me, “You are filling me up, Han-chan!” I take a tentacle and put it in her mouth partially, and she licks me just how I like it as she pumps into me. I moan at the stimulation of pleasure. When she makes my tentacle very wet with her saliva, I remove it from her mouth, and she pouts a little, adorably missing my taste.

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I took the tentacle that was in her mouth and stuck the tip of my tentacle in her butt as she continued to rail me. She came so hard, and she pumped her cum deep inside me with long, passionate strokes. Her cumming and wearing that adorable face is what I needed to cum, and I cum right behind her. She continues to pump into me until my orgasm is over, and then she pulls her dick out. She says, with a cute, pitiful face, “I am sorry, I made a mess out of you, Aya-chan.” I say while breathing heavily, “Then I guess you will just have to lick me clean.” She nods while blushing adorably, and she picks my octopus body up, and she starts licking me where she creampied me. I can’t help but wrap my tentacles around her head as she eats me out in this position.

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I can’t help but moan as she licks me thoroughly. I was almost worried that my body would suffocate her since I am wrapped around her head, but I feel her breathing shallowly, adjusting. She moans also, as she licks her cum out of me. I use my enhanced body control in this form to help her out by pushing her cum out as she licks me. The look in her eyes on that blushing face of hers is addictive. We mentioned that one time of the possibility of being put under a spell, and it is in moments like this that it almost feels like it. I love this feeling, though. She is like a drug to me. I moan loudly, “You are going to make me cum again!” She licks me ravenously as if my words lit a fire in her already passionate licks, and I moan almost continuously as she continues to lick me clean. I cum loudly on her face, “Awwwww yea! I’m cumming! Aww!” She continues to lick me through my orgasm and continues to lick since I am still not completely clean until she finishes.

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I hear some of the weird tanukis in this settlement talking now that I am out of my passionate trance. They are saying how they want pleasure like I had, since the males they mate with apparently don’t care about their pleasure and only care about reproducing. I yell at them as I breathe heavily, “You tanukis better keep your paws off my lover, unless you want to die!” Sekai looked around and saw the tanukis watching as she held my octopus body in her arms as I recovered from my orgasm. She looks a little worried as cold sweat drops from her masculine brow. She puts her penis back inside her boxer briefs and zips up her pants with one hand while she holds me with the other, while also being vigilant of her surroundings.

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She shakes her head as if getting rid of crazy thoughts and asks me, getting us back on track for our current mission, “Why don’t you try to trade some of that jewelry with the tanuki?” I ask her, “Is it in your sketchbook or mine? I forgot.” She says, “I am pretty sure it is in mine, but I packed yours as well before we set off, just in case I’m wrong.” She holds me in her left arm for a moment as she drops her right arm through the strap and gently puts me in her right hand, then slides her backpack off her left arm. I hold one zipper while she opens her backpack with the other, and she pulls out the sketchbook. I say in a whisper so the tanuki don’t hear me, “Can you follow me with that? Since these tanuki are obsessed with all things *you know what*, it would be best if only the tanuki we are negotiating with saw them.”

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She nods, and she zips up the backpack and follows me back up the tree. Once we return to where the tanuki with the Dragon Ball is, I enter her home, and Sekai opens the sketchbook to the page where we put the jewelry and holds it to the nest entrance, where I can pull out the amber earrings. She then stands under the branch above the nest entrance, so she can see inside while remaining vigilant of the tanukis. I approach the tanuki and say, “I have two shiny here for your one shiny there, can we trade?” The tanuki shakes her head, “No! This shiny is warm and will warm my young in the colder weather.” I respond, “Well, these are two, and they will protect them by increasing their defense.” I add for extra negotiating power, “And there are two of them. Two shiny for your one shiny.”

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The tanuki asks, “How do I know you aren’t lying about the shiny?” I hand over one to the tanuki, and she holds it to her face, inspecting it possessively, and says, “Both shiny and you have a deal.” I hand over the other earring, and she passes the Dragon Ball… As I try to take it, she grips it tightly like she really doesn’t want to part with it, and I hold her back with a tentacle while yoinking the dragon ball from her grasp as she pouts, “My shiny…” I smirk and pat her head with one of my tentacles and say, “Thank you for trading shiny with me.” The tanuki nods, turns, gets distracted by the earrings, and perks up adorably again. Sekai heard everything, brought the sketchbook back, and I put the Dragon Ball inside before any other tanuki could see it.

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While she holds the sketchbook to me, she yells, “Shit, get off me, baldie!” I tell her urgently, “It’s up!” She closes the sketchbook, and I hold it with a tentacle while she removes a humping tanuki off her leg. I yell at the tanuki, and as Sekai holds it aside, I spray it with my ink as it yelps in panic, “I told you to keep your dirty paws off my lover!” The tanuki falls to the ground and blindly runs around, running into a tree. I yell, “Come back here so I can kill you as promised!” The tanuki gets guided away by other tanuki before I could catch up, since I am slower in this octopus form while on land… obviously. Sekai holds me as I try to hurry out of the nest, and she says, “Let’s just go. They can’t hump me if we aren’t here.” I groan and say, “Fine, let’s get the fuck out of here then.”

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I latch onto her in this form while still holding the sketchbook, and she teleports to Gang Orca. We teleport several kilometers away before stopping. Gang Orca turns around, and I turn back to normal, change back into my clothes, and transform into Fumiaki. We continue traveling back to civilization, and I ponder out loud, “I wonder if you can fly while I am holding onto you as an octopus.” Sekai clutches me tighter as she holds me as we teleport and says, “I have thought about that, and the main worry I have is you flying off me. The thought of you falling to your death because of me terrifies me and makes my chest tighten like I am about to suffocate.”

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Her voice breaks as she says those words, and I hug her tightly, making her stop teleporting briefly. I tell her, “I don’t plan on falling to my death anytime soon. How about we experiment with me clutching underneath your clothes? I can’t exactly fall if I am caught in your clothes. Though it would probably be safer with your hero costume for this test run, since it is form-fitting.” She clutches me and stammers, “O-ok.” I pull back from our hug and kiss her and then say, “I can’t die on you since I know how much you would hurt. I have to live for you, so I promise to be smart, ok?” She nods adorably, blushing on that worried face of hers. I squeeze her tight and say, “You are so cute.” My Observation Haki gets triggered, as does Gang Orca's, and I say, “That is our cue to leave. That panther thinks we look tasty.” She nods and holds us, and we teleport back to Principal Nezu.

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We remain in our disguises, and Principal Nezu is wearing a swimsuit and shades, drinking a cocktail under a beach umbrella, looking out at the ocean, which is a beautiful blue. He says, “Let’s take a breather and enjoy the sights.” I ask, worried about the last dragon ball, “Shouldn’t we leave as soon as possible?” Principal Nezu takes a sip of his cocktail and says, “It is the late afternoon, and it will take us approximately 10 hours to get to the next destination, including our fuel stop. So we aren’t exhausted needlessly, we should relax while we can and resume our journey tomorrow, assuming that you two return from your errand in a timely manner. Otherwise, we will have to push our departure for the following day.” I sigh, understanding where he is coming from. He says, “Why don’t you boys put on your bathing suits and have some fun?” Sekai stammers, gesturing non-verbally to our masculine bodies, “W-we haven’t exactly b-bought swimsuits yet.” I smirk at her and pull out my black bank card, “We can definitely fix that. Look, they have a shop over there.” I say, pointing to a bathing suit shop. Principal Nezu says, “You probably shouldn’t use those here, since there is no record of your aliases leaving the country. It would probably be flagged, sadly. Do you have a personal card under your real name?” I nod, pull out my personal card, and we go to the store.

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We buy swim trunks. I bought a black pair, and Ayaka bought a purple pair. Thankfully, they accepted our card as payment, pointed to the changing rooms to indicate we could change here, and that is what we did. We walk out shirtless, in our trunks, and wave to the store clerk, who blushes. I wink at her for the sake of our cover, and she clutches her chest. Sekai saw this, and she pouted adorably. I tell her while holding back the urge to take her right here, “Hanzo, you know I only have eyes for you.” I lift her chin and kiss her, and the girl behind the counter squeals something in Portuguese. After our kiss, I glance back at the cashier with a smirk before we rejoin Principal Nezu and Gang Orca on the beach.

***Current Inventory: 6 Dragon Balls. 1 Remaining.***