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PW: Mitsuo's Win (Persona)
🕑 Added 2023-10-01 22:41:23 +0000 UTCThis story's a little late... and I am sorry. Very sorry. I'll do my best to improve.
Persona: The events of Persona 4 go a different way this time. Rather than being defeated by his Shadow, Mitsuo accepts the monster that he is. His shadow combines with him, and from there, he begins to lay claim to each woman in Inaba, leaving Yu the true Fool. First off? The beautiful Rise. Includes: Ugly Bastard, Harem, Bad End
000
Mitsuo opened his eyes. He blinked, staring up at a stone roof. He stared at it for a moment, before he turned his head, finding a wall. The same on the other side. His mind sat in a fog as he tried to clear his mind, trying to understand what it was he was thinking.
It took him a few moments, before he finally began to come. He remembered hearing a voice, his voice… It told him what a monster he is, and the void in his heart, and then… And then…
He agreed with it. He accepted it. Next thing he knew, he was here.
“Look, he’s awake.”
That voice. It sounded so familiar… He turned his head, finding Yukiko Amagi staring at him, glaring at him with her friends surrounding her. He only knew the names of a few of them. Well, really he only cared to learn the names of the girls.
Rise Kujikawa. The sexy idol who came to Inaba, plus Chie and Yukiko, two of the cutest girls at Inaba. He tried asking Yukiko out on a date, but she had been such a bitch to him, dumping him… He scowled at the sight of them, and they returned the sentiment, glaring at him.
Their leader, the silver-haired guy, walked forward with a scowl on his face. “Good. You’re awake. Then you’re ready to talk.”
Mitsuo tried to stand, only for his eyes to widen. His hands were tied together. "H-hey! What's going on?! Let me go!" he growled.
"Cool it, buddy," the brown-haired man, Yosuke, growled. "You should be happy we're saving you."
"Saving me?" he repeated.
"You murdered Mr. Morooka," the silver-haired man explained with a sigh. "And we're here to bring you in."
Mitsuo blinked, before he looked down at his legs. He closed his eyes, slowly pulling back his memories, examining how he had ended up here in the first place. Yeah, he did kill a guy. Wacked him in the back of the head, and it was… amazing.
And then…
And then…
He ended up in a stadium, somehow. How did that happen? It didn't make sense. But what happened after?
"Rise, keep an eye on him while we clear our path back home," the leader ordered, and Rise Kujikawa, the famed idol and gorgeous beauty, nodded her head.
"Right, Senpai!"
The rest of the group began to walk away as Mitsuo's eyes widened. He blinked, thinking back to seeing his own face. Those golden eyes…
He called Mitsuo a monster. An empty void, and Mitsuo agreed. He knew who he was, deep down. There was no point in fighting it. Mitsuo was a monster deep down, hungry for the pain of others, and to be worshiped and adored…
He wanted it all, and the creature, a self-proclaimed Shadow, smiled. Then Mitsuo blacked out.
He blinked once more, before he looked around. The rest of the group was gone, leaving Rise with Mitsuo. The beautiful idol glared at the young man, and his eyes lingered on her, before glancing down at her large breasts.
Her eyes widened in shock, and she moved closer, glaring at him. "H-hey! My eyes are up here, you jerk." His eyes looked up, meeting her gaze and she froze, staring into his dark, beady eyes. The two stared at one another as Rise found her voice failing her.
This was a murderer. She knew she had to be careful. She glared at him, keeping her distance as Mitsuo stared at her… and as their eyes became locked, Rise felt her Persona meeting another.
She felt Himiko within her, hot and powerful, burning like the star she was, just as radiant and bright as the idol herself. Himiko was a reflection of herself, after all. As strong and brave as she was.
Yet neither knew that they were staring into the eyes of an Incubus. A demon stared back at her through the eyes of Mitsuo, and deep inside of her body, Rise felt a strange… warmth.
She tried to look away, but she found that hard to do as those eyes she stared into seemed to glow almost gold, like a Shadow almost. Her mouth hung open, before he looked away, and Rise did the same, her face warm and scarlet.
What was that…? What had just happened? She gulped quietly, feeling her heart racing in her chest, almost like Senpai was the one she had locked eyes with… But no. This feeling in her chest… It was worse than when she looked into Yu's eyes.
What was wrong with her?
Mitsuo was wondering something similarly, a bright smile on his face as he wondered what had changed. No woman had ever looked at him like that before! It was amazing! He grinned ear to ear, before he looked at Rise again. She was trying to walk away.
Her legs were shaking.
And he wondered just what else he could do to her.
That thing… His Shadow. He felt it. It was part of him now, and with it fused to his heart and soul, he felt strong. Powerful.
Time to test that power.
"Are you lonely?" he asked, and she tried to ignore him.
"Hey, Senpai, be careful. Looks like you have a few Shadows in front of you. They're pretty tough, so just-"
"I bet you are. A hot, sexy bimbo like you, totally alone. It's a real shame. I bet those dorks don't even appreciate you."
Rise trembled where she stood. She told herself it was anger. "Shut up! N-not you, Senpai. Just Mitsuo. No, I'm fine, I can handle him."
"I got something you can handle," Mitsuo laughed. "You know, Yukiko didn't take what I was giving. You gonna be smarter than that slut?" he asked, and Rise turned her head slightly to glare at him.
"I said, shut up!" Mitsuo just smiled back at her, and their eyes locked again. She turned to face him, slowly walking towards him. "You're an evil, pathetic man. I-"
"You know, I jacked off to you," he commented, and she froze, her face burning hot as his eyes stared into hers. "I watched your commercial. You know the one. Yellow bikini? You looked so damn hot in it. I jerked off to you. Thought about covering that pretty face in my cum… Or maybe you want it in your pussy?" he asked.
She gulped, all while a trickle of drool dripped down her lower lip. "I get why you're upset. You just need a big dick in you to show you a good time. A Master who loves all of you. I can be that, you know. Rise, Risette, I don't care. I'd plow your pussy either way."
Rise felt her muscles quiver. She felt her pussy shudding, twitching slightly as her panties became wet. What was wrong with her?! This man was a murderer! Why was she-?
"Get down on your knees."
She fell, of course. That was the lie she told herself as her legs gave out and she stared directly at him now, watching as he slowly got up and kneeled in front of her. They were face to face…
"Tell me what you want."
"To be loved." Her eyes widened. She clapped a hand over her sweet lips as she stared at him.
"I can give you that. A lot better than that silver-haired loser ever could."
"S-shut up," she ordered, but her words fell on deaf ears as his words rewrote her heart and mind. Himiko tried to defend Rise, but the Persona was overwhelmed as a stronger will dug into Rise and rewrote her very soul.
It was a slaughter as Rise began to feel her heart skip a beat, her pussy juices sliding down her thighs and pooling below her.
"You want to be loved, don't you…? I can give you that love. I can make you scream, as you bounce up and down on my cock, and all you have to do… is help me. You want to help me, right?"
"N-no." Rise blushed and she gently brushed a hair from her gaze. It was getting in the way of staring at Mitsuo's cute face. No, wait, he was bad! He was evil! He-
He leaned in and kissed her lips, and it broke Rise. She closed her eyes and threw her arms around him, kissing his lips and pressing her large breasts against his chest. She let out a sound that resembled a choked groan… Or was that a muffled moan?
His tongue dove into her mouth as he took her first kiss, and she returned it, letting her tongue meet his. Their tongues wrestled, but they didn't last long as she trembled against him, shaking as her pussy juices dripped down to the ground once more.
She had longed to feel the lips of a man against hers. A man who loved her for who she was. Was this that man? He was such a good kisser. He had to be. He… She… Words failed Rise's brain, her bimbo brain as Mitsuo called her.
She focused on kissing him, suckling on his tongue, moaning as she tasted his saliva. Their lips popped apart, both panting as she moaned once more. Her tits were pressed against his chest as they laid there, her arms wrapped around his head and gently stroking his short, black hair.
They pulled apart, but not for long. Rise moved in close, kissing his face several times, panting as her lipstick marked his face.
"Untie me," he ordered, and she obeyed, undoing his binds without hesitation.
His arms were freed, and he stood up before her, just barely taller than the man. Her face was red. She was panting. She tried to calm herself down. She knew this was wrong. Senpai… She had to call out to Sen-
Mitsuo's hand reached out. He slipped it around her, grabbing her ass and pulling her close. Her body pressed against his and she moaned loudly as she felt something hard and thick rub against her inner thigh.
"Ahhh…!"
I'm about to fuck an idol. This is fucking amazing!" he declared with a hungry smile. He kissed her neck, and she moaned loudly, shuddering as his lips suckled on her skin. She melted against his embrace, feeling her large breast sandwiched between their bodies.
"Strip for me, slut. I'm going to fuck Rise's tight, wet cunt!" he growled, and Rise moaned weakly, shaking in his arms as she felt him humping her body. He rubbed his dick against her crotch, panting weakly as his fingers sank into her plump rear.
"O-okay."
"Oh, and from now on, I'm your Master."
"Master?" she blinked, and she felt her tongue tingle at the name, a smile forming on her face. "Master." Hearts danced in her eyes, before he pushed her away.
She stumbled back, before she began to pull at her clothes, tearing her school uniform off of her body and tossing it onto the floor, revealing her pink panties and equally pink bra.
Those didn't remain on her long, falling to the ground as she burned hot with embarrassment and desire. His eyes drank in the sight, and Rise tried to remain firm, placing a hand on her hips and the other over her large breasts.
"P-pretty goog, huh? I'm… I'm pretty, right?" she asked, hungry for that approval that drove her mad.
"You're fucking sexy!" he growled, lunging at him. "And I'm going to enjoy plowing your tight cunt!"
Rise gasped, feeling the man pick her up with ease. Incubus made Mitsuo strong. He made the man powerful, and he held Rise in his arms, his hands on her ass, before he slammed his cock inside of her wet, tight cunt. She squealed with joy, leaning her head back and crying out in pleasure as he pounded her insides.
No mercy. No restraint. He dug his dick into her, plowing her tight womanhood and stretching it with his hard, veiny shaft.
"Ahhhh!"
Rise felt pain for a moment. Her eyes widened, before she trembled on top of him. She wrapped her arms around him, clinging to him, using her legs to hold onto his body as his cock pounded her pussy, making her bounce against his body. He clung tightly to her, leaving her mewling and moaning loudly.
The empty halls of this place were the only witness to their love making. The only witness to Mitsuo plowing the pussy of one of Japan's most loved, most worshiped idols. She moaned loudly against his body, feeling his cock pounding her insides, driving her to gasp and pant, moaning and mewling against his body.
Her pussy juices dripped down onto the ground. His lips kissed her neck, before she kissed him, pressing her lips against his body. The two made out, moaning into the other's mouth as they continued to make love.
Mitsuo pounded her pussy again and again, her tight pussy squeezing his cock, milking it for more precum. Her pussy squeezed harder on the shaft, her muscles spasming as the warm, wet embrace of her body made him moan.
It felt amazing. It felt so good. She kissed the man like she loved him, tongue wrestling with him. Her naked tits pressed against his body, her nipples rubbing against his body, dragging along his skin.
Their moans filled the air as her glasses fell from her face. Yet she felt fine, powered by the love her Master gave her. Overwhelmed by the raw euphoria his big dick gave as he fucked her harder and faster…
Love. Pleasure. Lust.
It threw them both over the edge as he came inside of her body. His dick throbbed inside of her, before a wave of semen shot into her pussy, filling her womb with his seed. His cum coated the inside of her pussy, and she embraced him, cumming against his body.
His seed filled her. It corrupted her. She was changed as the semen churned inside of her, and she moaned weakly as she held his body. Hearts danced in her eyes as she smiled, nuzzling his face with her own.
"Master…"
000
When the others returned to meet up with Rise and their prisoner, they found Mitsuo still tied up and Rise smiling.
"Everything go okay?" Yu asked, and Rise nodded her head.
"Yep. But there was something I wanted to talk to you about." She walked over to him, a concerned look on her face. "It's about Mitsuo."
"Hm? What happened? Are you okay?" he asked, and she nodded her head.
"Yeah. Actually… Mitsuo and I were talking. I don't think he did it."
"What?!" he asked, and she held up her hand.
"I mean it! He told me himself. He told me what happened, and I think there's something more going on," she explained. She took Yu's hand with her own, gently squeezing it. "Can we just wait to turn him in? I… I really think we could use his help. He even has a Persona now! I can feel it," she explained. "I think he could help us find the real murderer!"
Yu was a man who trusted his friends. All he ever wanted was to see them happy. To trust in them. They were his greatest strength, and also, his greatest weakness.
He let out a sigh, and Rise knew she had won. She had convinced the man to trust a devil in disguise, and with it, doomed not only the women in their little friend group, not just the women of Inaba…
But far, far more. Models, CEOs, and more would all be falling for Mitsuo in time.
He had won.
