Waifu Wonderland

"Oh, I didn't even realise what was happening down there," he said nervously. "I swear, sometimes it has a mind of its own." He swallowed hard. "I j-just... j-ust caught a quick glimpse of a cute new outfit... one of the sexy ones from Waifu Wonderland Legends… and I kinda imagined my waifu wearing it. And, uh... I got a bit excited."

Arms crossed, Luna huffed. "You better tame that beast right now, mister! No shooting your load prematurely... okay?! Save it for when you get home! If I find out you let it go too soon, you're gonna be in so much trouble, mister. Got it?"

Still lazily chewing her gum, Seraphina smirked as she inspected him a little more. "I swear I just saw his dick twitch... He hasn't relieved himself today, has he? Those balls look very full."

A giggle escaped Mila as she noticed it too. "Oh yeah, he's gonna shoot big when he finally goes."

Kandi tilted her head, intrigued. "Pretty big for just a semi... I wonder how big it got when it was fully hard, tho.

A gasp escaped Ava Bunny. "And you will shoot it over your waifu's face or bust. Ava Bunny scolded, then spotted the cause of his dilemma. Whatever he'd been staring at on his phone—smack!—Ava's sharp slap sent the device flying from his grip. It flipped through the air before plunging straight into the damp confines of his boxer briefs, nestling right against his balls. The cold, slick surface pressed intimately against his skin, and then—buzz. A sudden jolt pulsed through him as the vibration function kicked in from the impact, sending an unexpected tingling sensation straight through his junk. His whole body stiffened, a mix of panic and reluctant pleasure flashing across his face as he realised exactly where it landed... and just how good it feels.

Chad panicked, fumbling to grab the phone from his soggy boxer briefs. Relief flooded him—at least it wasn't damaged—but that sensation. That vibration sent a shiver straight down below, making him tingle in ways he really shouldn't right now. It felt way too good as he wiped his phone clean.

Sniffling dramatically, Luna Bunny clutched her chest. "Oh nooo... our precious lift gift... the one we placed down there for your waifu, it, like, totally got wrecked!! It's ruined... absolutely ruined!! I'm so sooooorryyy...!!'"

Another gasp. "Oh no…." Ava's voice trembled.

Lia Bunny, unable to hold back, burst into tears as well.

Seraphina abruptly shoved through the Sparkle Bunnies, her gum rolling lazily between her lips, her two ever-present cohorts flanking her on either side. "You bunny girls are such drama queens. This problem's way too easy to fix," she said with a sly smirk.

Kandi popped her gum, flashing a playful grin. "We'd been chewing gum all day… plenty of saliva to go 'round."

Mila nodded with a wicked smile. "Oh, we've got more than enough."

One of the Sparkle Bunnies said, "Nooo, this is our work… You can't... just like... take over."

Silly girl, Seraphina said, "We aren't taking over; we are all going to supply him with some more with us... unless you bunny girls have nothing left."

The Sparkle Bunnies said, "Oh, we have plenty left. trust us."

Kandi said, "Oh, then prove it."

Mila took Chad's phone away from him and placed it on the floor.

All six girls took turns spitting into his underwear, each one contributing to make them nice and full again. With every turn, the underwear became overstuffed, overflowing with their slimy liquid, ensuring that every part of his junk was coated. The wetness pooled and spread, the excessive amount of slime making its presence impossible to ignore, dripping and squelching with every movement.

Chad continued watching as the girls did their thing.

Kandi, Seraphina, and Mila exchanged a knowing glance before saying in unison, "And now for the cherry on top." With that, the three girls casually popped their gum from their mouths and spat it into his tight briefs. Chad winced as the sticky, tacky gum clung to his pubes, its cold, wet texture a sharp contrast against his skin as it adhered, leaving an uncomfortable, clingy sensation.

At first, Chad couldn't make sense of what was happening. He thought he saw a tooth fly out of their mouths as they spat. He'd always had nightmares about teeth and his junk. The idea of putting his junk in a girl's mouth left him feeling incredibly vulnerable, and the constant fear of her biting down lurked in the back of his mind.

Seraphina pulled up his tight boxer briefs, slapped his buttock with a sharp smack, and gave his junk a tight, jarring tug, cutting off his circulation once more. "All done," she said, her voice casual.

Chad lifted up his trousers and started to buckle up before...

Mila raised a hand with a slow, "Whoa, whoa... hold up," her tone teasing. She let the moment hang before adding, "We're not quite done yet." Without warning, she leaned in and spits directly into Chadwick's open mouth, the saliva landing on his tongue, some slipping down his throat. She stepped back, grinning as she declared, "Okay, now we're done," as she picked Chad's phone off the floor and passed it to him.

Chad's breath hitched as the warm spit slid straight down his throat before he could even react. His entire body tensed—shock, embarrassment, and something oddly electric jolting through him all at once. He should've gagged, should've recoiled in disgust... but instead, a strange heat spread through his chest. His Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed instinctively, the sensation lingering longer than it should.

"Now, go home to your waifu and let her enjoy what we've prepared for her," Kandi said.

"But the day's not over yet," Chad shifted uncomfortably, his fingers tapping nervously on his leg. "I still have one more class," he replies, his voice betraying a hint of worry. "And sometimes I have to walk home if I miss the train."

Seraphina smirked. "Which is actually a good thing. Imagine the constant stickiness in your undies for the rest of the day. Each step you take will make you tingle, the slurping, slimy sensation rubbing against your junk. With every movement, the tension only builds more and more."

"And think of how satisfying the release'll be when you get home," Kandi added.

"It'll be like... takin' a piss after drinkin' three pints and holdin' it for 'bout an hour," Mila chimed in.

Seraphina and Kandi exchange glances, their eyes wide as if Mila had just confessed to being the twisted mastermind behind Squid Game. They both blink, struggling to process her words, before one of them muttered, "Ummmm... not quite," as confusion paints their faces.

"I have to walk around the rest of the day... 'like this,'" he said to the Sparkle Bunnies, showcasing his difficulty walking, hoping they'll be more understanding. He takes a few awkward steps, waddling slightly, as if he's desperately trying to hold in a turd, not wanting it to drop.

Lia Bunny shrugged, "So what?"

He sighed dramatically, shifting uncomfortably. "It feels like a bog down there, with little chewing gum fish swirling around my... special area."

Raising an eyebrow, Luna Bunny looked unimpressed. "First world problems."

"And it makes these gross, slurpy fart noises every time I step... like a wet squelch coming from my undies, man. It's like the sound of someone stepping in a puddle, but it's me... and it's my junk."

"Talk to the bunny paws! The bunny ears aren't listening," Ava Bunny piped up.

"We could've... finished you off... but, no... you've gone and got yourself a waifu... so go enjoy her," Lia muttered.

"Go on, become the edge master you've always dreamed of!" Ava said with a supportive grin, her voice filled with encouragement.

"The Edge Master? The ultimate fighter from Soul Calibur? Is that how he became so powerful?" Chad's thoughts race, his mind spinning with wild ideas. "By pushing himself to the limit, holding back, never releasing? Letting the edge power swell inside him, building more and more until it overflows with unstoppable force?"

In his mind's eye, he pictures himself atop a desolate mountain peak, wind howling around him. A crackling aura of pure, raw energy surrounds him, swirling like an unstoppable storm. The edge power surges through his veins, flooding his body and weapon alike—each breath a pulse, each heartbeat a countdown. His weapon hums with anticipation, ready to unleash its full might.

Snapping him out of his inner-thought AMV moment, Mila's voice cuts through the dramatic music. "Don't forget to post a status update on Facebook, letting us know how the wank went. Rate it out of 10, yeah?"