The True Endgame

After managing to calm Rock down, the group of Fenrir, Rock, Oleander, and Aiko sit around the fire that Oleander has prepared. A few of those massive crab legs are roasting inside of the fire while the fish that Fenrir caught are swimming around inside one of the hollowed crab claws that has been filled with water.

There is only one problem with the current situation.

Aiko refuses to leave Fenrir’s side, and that means that she more or less refuses to stop rubbing her breasts all over him. She makes sure to have some of her chest in constant contact with his body. Whether she’s pressing them against his back, hugging them against his head while he’s sitting down, or just leaning them against his arm, she is making sure to put her new chest to work.

“These things are great, nya!” Aiko says, fondling her own breasts in a slow, sensual manner since she knows that Fenrir is watching.

She waits a few seconds to look up at him, and when she does, she grins like a smug cat.

“I knyew nya liked them big! Nya can’t hide nya fetishes from me, nya,” Aiko purrs. “Nyow I can satisfy nya in your favorite way-nya!”

“And what would my favorite way be?” Fenrir asks.

“Nyaizuri!”

Fenrir realizes that immersing himself in virtual reality, leaving his computer defenseless, was a horrible decision. Of course they were going to take the first opportunity to dive back into his computer while he couldn’t stop them.

Serra must have been the mastermind behind it all.

Though, he has to admit that he wishes he could have seen the faces of both Serra and Aiko when they discovered that most of his top favorites include lots of playing around with breasts. And humping them.

Meanwhile, Oleander is sitting across from them looking like he’s being tortured from having to hear all of the nya’ing. Fenrir notices his face twitch every single time that Aiko uses her new feline accent.

Fenrir looks over at The Shoebill just in time to see the girls walk up onto the deck. It takes them a few moments to look toward the beach, but when they do, Fenrir waves and tries to beckon them to come over.

Cassiel, Serra, and Nell look down at the water and then over to the beach. None of them have ever jumped off of the ship before. Even if it’s not that far of a fall, Cassiel and Serra find themselves nervous about it whereas Nell has no problem diving into the water.

Serra is the next to go overboard, but she uses the rope to descend into it and gets Nell’s help to swim once she’s in the water.

Then there is Cassiel.

She is easily the most nervous of going into the water and having to swim over to where Fenrir and Oleander are. But, then she pays close attention and notices something – somebody.

Sitting next to Fenrir clinging to his side looks to be a girl that she’s never seen before.

Needless to say, Cassiel overcomes her hesitation and dives into the water.

“Fast,” Serra says, holding onto Nell’s back.

“I can take you underwater if you hold your breath for a few moments!” Nell says, pausing in the water.

Serra nods and takes a deep breath.

With an excited smile, Nell dives beneath the surface and grabs onto Serra to make sure that she doesn’t come off from how fast Nell is swimming. Between her legs and her tail, she’s able to swim far faster than any human normally could, and they reach the bottom of the shore where schools of fish are swimming amongst a coral reef full of vibrant life.

Nell wishes to keep Serra down here longer, but when she sees Serra starting to struggle with holding her breath, she surfaces at the beach.

Serra takes a few deep breaths as soon as she’s above water.

“I am sorry, Serra. I did not mean to—” Nell tries apologizing.

“It’s okay. Was really pretty. Thanks,” Serra says, giving Nell a hug.

Meanwhile, everybody can hear the less-than-graceful method of swimming that Cassiel is employing. She looks less like she’s trying to swim and more like she’s trying to punch and kick the water. Water splashes up each time she hits it.

“Might want to help her,” Serra says.

Nell scratches the side of her head with a nervous laugh before jumping back into the water.

A minute later and all the girls have made it to the beach. Cassiel is the last one to stand on it, and she is panting and acting like she’s about to pass out.

“Cass Cass isn’t good at swimming,” Serra teases.

“I’ve – I’ve never had to swim before! I’ve only seen others do it!” Cassiel tries explaining. “Besides, what’s more important is her!” She points at the girl clinging to Fenrir. Being this close, now she sees just how huge the breasts are on the girl which causes her eyebrow to twitch.

Serra and Nell may have been the first to make it to the beach, but Cassiel is the first to make it to Fenrir.

“About time you all got over here,” Fenrir teases.

Cassiel ignores him to glare at the girl clinging to him instead.

Aiko takes a few seconds to realize that she’s being glared at, and when she sees who it is who’s glaring at her, she smiles like a cat and nuzzles her breasts against Fenrir’s arm some more.

Serra and Nell arrive and look at Oleander. “What is concerning you, Olly?” Nell asks him.

Oleander looks up at the girls and gives them a fake smile and shake of the head. “Nothing. I’m – I’m fine,” he answers.

“Are nya jealous? Nya even look like nya are smaller here than in realinyaty,” Aiko says to Cassiel.

Cassiel had a suspicion, but now she has confirmation that this girl is Aiko. “What do you think you’re doing with those things?! Don’t you know how much back pain you would have if you had things that huge in real life? They’re not even – they’re just udders! You have the cats of an ear but the udders of a cow!”

“The cats of an ear?” Fenrir asks with a chuckle, redirecting Cassiel’s glare to him.

“Shut it, you udder-loving, perverted dog bastard! You know what I meant! And just look at them! They’re like twice as big as her head! That’s not even realistic! She should be falling forward all the time from all that weight!”

Fenrir looks at them.

“Don’t actually look at them, bastard!”

Fenrir looks away.

“Nyahaha, somebody is jealous-nya,” Aiko says. “It’s okay-nya, since nya love my Fenya, nya can play with my nyew and improved boobs, too-nya!”

Cassiel blushes when she hears “Fenya.”

“It’s adorable, isn’t it?” Fenrir asks Cassiel.

“Shut – shut up!” Cassiel shouts.

When Fenrir thinks about it, he’s surprised that Cassiel isn’t insulting Aiko for how she’s talking yet. Of all the people to get annoyed by a cringe-worthy accent, Cassiel is Fenrir’s number one pick. Yet, she doesn’t seem to mind it at all.

Neither Serra nor Nell seems to mind despite Oleander looking like he’s about to tear out his eardrums.

“Hey, Cass… what’s your favorite animal?” Fenrir asks.

“I told you before, bastard. Did you forget?” Cassiel asks back.

“Sorry, I forget things like that pretty easily.”

“Bastard. Cats are my favorites.”

“Yeah, that makes sense now.”

“What makes sense?”

“The fact that you seem to actually enjoy how Aiko is talking.”

“Nyoh? Does my rival-nya want me to rub my boobs on her while purring in her ear-nya?” Aiko teases, flashing Cassiel a smug grin.

“There’s – there’s no way I’d ever enjoy that, especially not with those udders! I’d probably suffocate under those, and so will Fenrir!” Cassiel shouts.

“Nyaha! Nya make it sound like that’s definyately going to happen to Fenya!”

“I – I won’t let it!”

While Aiko and Cassiel have their back and forth, Fenrir notices that Cassiel seems unable to take her eyes away from Aiko’s chest. She’s not just looking at her with disgusted, annoyed, nor curious eyes either. Cassiel actually looks… kind of like she’s turned on by them.

The cat accent probably helps. Even if Cassiel has never watched anime or been degenerate enough to look at hentai, as far as Fenrir knows, she seems to be into the whole accent thing.

“We have nya play nyice for Fenya! If nya let me be one of his lovers-nya, then I’ll smother nya whenever nya want!” Aiko offers, unsticking herself from Fenrir’s arm to teasingly lean over in front of Cassiel, flashing that ridiculous valley of cleavage to her.

While Cassiel enjoying the cat thing isn’t too much of a surprise to Fenrir knowing that cats are her favorite animal now, the fact that she’s apparently into such mega-sized breasts is a total shock to him.

Even now, Cassiel is unable to say anything. She’s just blushing and trying to avert her gaze away from Aiko’s cleavage.

“Cass Cass, you’re not about to sell me out for some boobs, right? Isn’t that like, something you should be worried about me doing instead of you doing it to me? Not that I’d ever do it anyways,” Fenrir says.

Cassiel looks ready to shout, but then Serra walks in front of her and pulls down on her shirt to give Cassiel a teasing look at her chest.

It’s not just large chests that steal Cassiel’s attention. Cassiel loves all breasts.

First, Fenrir thought that Serra must be the real harem leader. Now, he’s starting to think that Cassiel is actually the perverted harem leader. As soon as there’s a cat girl with large breasts, she caves.

“I’m starting to think I’m actually just the token boytoy here,” Fenrir says.

Serra looks at him and flashes him a smile and a thumbs-up.