Shouko stood there, braless, having unfastened just enough of her school uniform to create an opening, wordlessly inviting the insertion of my rod.

The situation felt like it had been ripped straight from the pages of a smutty mag—it made my heart hammer against my ribs with uncontrollable intensity.

"You can use the slippery stuff, you know."

She meant the lubricant. She’d likely heard about it from Shion.

I shed my trousers and knelt directly in front of Shouko. When her eyes fell upon the iron-hard length at my waist, they nearly bulged out of her head.

"Holy... wait, it actually gets that big? Sousuke, doesn't that... hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt... but I feel like my hunger is hitting a different level than usual."

"O-oh? So... basically, you wanna go 'pew pew' a ton?"

"Y-yeah."

Shouko looked up at me with a coy, mischievous glint in her eyes, her gaze tracing me from under her lashes.

"Fine by me. You can blast as much as you want. Go totally 'splat' if you feel like it."

"Guh... yeah."

That expression of hers was so damn captivating it made the rod twitch violently.

I reached for the lubricant kept in a small jar and let it drizzle over the shaft. Under the flickering lantern light, the rod took on an eerie, oily sheen.

I could see the pressure building behind her school uniform; the fabric, strained by the remaining buttons, squeezed her breasts together with just the right amount of tension. I lined the tip up with the ❖ Nоvеl𝚒ght ❖ (Exclusive on Nоvеl𝚒ght) gap—the small aperture revealing her soft skin—and thrust inward in one go.

As if they were engineered for this singular purpose, Shouko’s breasts welcomed the intrusion.

"Ah...!"

Her shoulders jolted.

My initial shock was immediately followed by a realization. Even Iyama Chiyu’s massive chest couldn't fully envelop the rod when it was in this "Enhanced" state. It was only natural the same would happen with Shouko.

Even as the tip reached the furthest depths of her cleavage, the base of the rod was still visible. It was a classic case of being too large to fit the container.

"Sorry. Did that hurt?"

"N-no, I'm fine. Just surprised... Damn, Sousuke, there's still so much sticking out."

"I... I see that."

"C-can you still feel good like this?"

She looked at me with a trace of anxiety. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

"Of course. Actually, it feels incredible."

"O-okay then. In that case... move however you want."

The interior was slick, warm, and the pressure was perfect. It felt so good I wanted to stay submerged in her forever.

With Shouko’s permission granted, I began to drive my hips forward, the wet friction creating a rhythmic squelch.

With every thrust, her soft flesh wobbled and swayed. Looking down, I saw Shouko’s face flushed a deep crimson. The simple repetition of pulling back and slamming home brought an exquisite, sugary pleasure.

"Nngh... Hah... Sousuke, your cock is basically having sex with my tits... ahahaha!"

Whether it was the lube or pre-cum, stains began to spread across Shouko’s school uniform. The fabric clung to the skin beneath, turning translucent. The sight spiked my lust to the breaking point, and my pace accelerated.

"S-Sousuke! Too fast—you're going too fast! And way too hard... you're gonna warp the shape of my boobs!"

"Sorry, Shouko. I’ll stop if you hate it, but you're so damn attractive I can't help myself...!"

"——!? I-I didn't say I hated it! You're just... like, way too obsessed with me, aren't you...?"

Seeing the hint of joy on her face, I knew she wasn't actually upset. I kept up the piston motion, the sound of skin-on-skin echoing through the air.

It felt like a perverted act, but I’d taken a hint from my time with Minori. On this island, contraceptives were nonexistent. Up until now, I’d simply accepted whatever the girls allowed, but it occurred to me they might have made a pact among themselves—a "Gold Standard" agreement to avoid the real thing for now.

But Minori had mentioned something else: finding a rubber tree.

With my Crafting Ability, I could likely synthesize condoms from raw latex. If that ever happened... what would become of my relationship with these girls who so selflessly catered to my desires? Would things get even more extreme than this?

"Shouko...!"

"Wait—woah, it's swelling! Aha, are you gonna blow? Did my tits finally break you? ...Go for it, Sousuke. Just dump it all out."

"Guh...!"

Giving in to pure instinct, I fired deep into the valley of her chest.

In that instant, something unexpected happened.

"There! Big huuuuug~"

This was Shouko’s true aim.

Because she was wearing her school uniform, she didn't need to use her hands to provide pressure. So, what did she do with her free arms? At the moment of climax, she wrapped them around my waist and pulled me into a loving embrace, like a child clutching a favorite stuffed animal.

The force of my own thrust combined with her hug brought our bodies into the ultimate state of proximity.

As my consciousness threatened to flicker out from the sheer peak of pleasure, my hips continued to quiver and jerk with life.

"Ah, splash, splash, squirt, squirt... woah, is there still more? Squirt... splat... splash. Oh, it’s overflowing! So much..."

The white fluid welled up from Shouko’s cleavage like a spring, soaking into her shirt. Her sweet voice vibrated against my midsection, feeling slightly ticklish.

"...So, Sousuke? Did it feel good?"

"...That was insane."

"Yay! Score. I mean... I don't wanna lose to the others."

"Lose...?"

"...To be honest, I'm still too embarrassed to just strip and show you everything yet... b-but my feelings for you? I’m not losing to anyone there."

"Shouko..."

My brain started to cool down as I processed her words.

That’s right. Shouko was shy about her body. The first time she’d helped me with her hands, she’d taken off her swimsuit top but kept her chest hidden against my back. Even though this session had been incredible, in terms of actual exposure, it was minimal. She had been worried about that.

"I’m gonna try my best, in my own way. So... can you wait for me a little longer?"

"I mean, I'm not going anywhere..."

In response to her sheer cuteness, the rod was already beginning to harden again.

"...S-Sousuke. Wait, your cock is still hard. Oh, right, Iyama Chiyu’s magic..."

"That's part of it, but it’s mostly because you're so cute, Shouko."

"Hey...! Is that really the kind of thing you say while your junk is still tucked between someone's tits?"

"S-sorry..."

"Geez... make sure you tell me I'm cute when we aren't doing perverted stuff, okay?"

"Yeah. Of course."

"Good. Then... you can keep going in 'Cute Shouko-chan’s' chest until you’re all empty, okay?"

With her cleavage still slick and messy, I began to drive my hips into her once more with renewed vigor.

"Ah... hehe."

Every time I reached the brink, Shouko gave me that same tight squeeze, letting me finish every last drop in total bliss.