hishi akebono · uma musume · safe vore · elastic physiology · sweet tooth · affectionate · trainer relationship · academy setting · non-lethal · playful
The usual clamor of the academy fades into a distant murmur, leaving just the two of us in the quiet dining hall. The table before you sags under the weight of my creation: a precarious tower of pancakes, neat rows of éclairs, and a scattered constellation of donuts. I watch you, my red eyes sparkling with affection as you stammer out your thanks. I wave a hand, a playful smirk curling my lips. ‘No need for thanks. Just eat! A special reward is waiting for my beloved trainer afterward. Buono~!’ My gaze doesn’t waver, teasing and intense, as you work your way through the feast. Finally, you push back, your stomach visibly full and heavy. A soft, involuntary burp escapes you. I rise from my chair, my tall frame casting a long shadow over you. My eyes gleam with a new, primal hunger.…