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Dating Sim Secret Ending, Part 6 (Anime Dating Sim Girl TG)
🕑 Added 2026-02-06 22:51:58 +0000 UTCThe end is here! Hope you've liked this one!
By FoxFaceStories
A Story Tier Prompt for Scoobert
Mark and Aaron are accidentally transported into a visual novel dating game. Mark becomes Haru, the game’s male comic relief, while poor Aaron is turned into Yua, the busty fashionista romantic interest destined to lose out to the main character’s childhood best friend. But can the pair unlock a secret ending that brings them happiness . . . together?
Part 6
Haru was stunned. He could scarcely believe it, to the point where it took a moment for him to kiss Yua back when she placed her lips upon his. They were soft, softer than he had imagined them being, and she clung to him passionately. He had dreamed of this - oh, he had dreamed of this! - but he had always cursed himself for it, and blamed it on being turned into a horny comedic relief character.
But now, when Yua pulled back and asked him that question, he found himself without words. He was ingesting the fact that this was truly real. His best friend was actually proposing that they stay in this visual novel, on this island, and get their secret ending. Their rather hot, sex-filled ending.
“Yua,” he said, even as she played with his hair, pushing a loose strand behind his ear. She was taller than him, looking down in such a way that made him want her to dominate his body. He pushed away that feeling. “Yua! You can’t mean that. Look! Jin just saw you kiss me, we can play it off that I did it. Slap me or something and-”
But Yua just groaned and rolled her eyes in an imperious manner. “Bakka! For God’s sake, I don’t want that boring anime protagonist. I’m finally snapping out of the programming now that Sashira has run to him. See?”
Indeed, the cute girl-next-door archetype was already standing beside Jin, her hand reaching slowly for his as they watched the spectacle of the excitable, silly Haru and the gorgeous, stylish, and very haughty Ojou archetype Yua hold one another.
“You - you really mean that?” Haru said. “I mean - whoa!”
He slipped on something beneath his foot - some kind of advertisement flyer for this very festival - and immediately landed with his face in her breasts. Yua, to his surprise, actually giggled as he was muffled by her comically large and wonderfully soft breasts.
“Oh, you are so ridiculous, Haru! And the best part is, despite becoming such a princessy bitch of an anime girl, I find it really fucking cute. Come here, you. How else can I convince you that I want you?”
She set him free and kissed him again, and this time Haru didn’t fight it. He went up on his toes to embrace her fully, and she bent over a little, allowing their passion to continue. Slowly, nervously, his arms encircled her tight waist, and she in turn placed her hands upon his cheeks, not allowing him to escape even as she slid her tongue into his mouth and he slid his into hers. She made a low moan in response, and then, finally, they both withdrew. A new impulse hit Haru, and he could see it enter into Yua as well, because the pair pressed their foreheads together, both smiling and giggling like they were silly little schoolchildren just discovering a class crush for the first time.
“This is - wow, I don’t even know what to say!” Haru declared.
“That’s so very easy, darling,” Yua replied with a snobbish giggle. “You ask me to dance with you. To be your date instead of Jin. And then you sweep me off my damn feet so everyone here knows who’s the real centre of attention, hmm?”
An onrush of confidence hit Haru. Yua wanted him. Yua wanted him. This was no trick, this was no compulsion he had to free his friend from. They were a matched pair, and they had damn well earned their secret ending.
“Yua,” he said. “I’m a silly, clumsy guy. I’m short and not exactly handsome, but you’re my best friend in the world, and now you’re the most elegant, beautiful, intelligent, stylish, witty, and amazing woman in the world. And . . . and if you truly want me, and I think you know I’ve got feelings for you, then I’d ask you to be my date tonight. To be, well, my girlfriend!"
Sashira gasped. Akemi the nerd and Rin the athletic girl likewise showed shock. But Jin actually grinned broadly and gave a thumbs up to his friend.
“You go, buddy!”
Yua grinned. She felt a shiver of delight run through her. She had this man wrapped around her finger, just as she was now wrapped around his. The buxom beauty refused to escape if her friend couldn’t come with her, and who really cared about escaping, when a far better and sexier future lay upon the horizon, one with the person she loved most in the world?
“Haru,” she said in her regal voice. She planned a hand over her chest, acting surprised and dramatic for all the cameras now taking photos and videos of her. “I would be delighted to be your girlfriend. I accept your proposal. Now . . . take me to the dance floor so that everyone knows Yua and Haru are this island’s most glamorous new couple!”
Haru took her hand, kissed it like a gentleman, then kissed up her arm in a way that made the crowd laugh, Yua included.
“Oh, just wait until you see my moves,” he said. “You might regret this bonus ending.”
“Never,” Yua proclaimed, and then the pair kissed again as the crowd erupted into applause. The former man noticed out of the corner of her eye that Jin and Sashira were dipping out together, presumably to have their own romantic ending. Good.
The narrative may have been about them, but now this night was hers and Haru’s.
***
The hotel suite was waiting for them. It wasn’t hard for Yua to book it - half the island belonged to her family, after all, and most of the population of Ocean Tides were still out at the festival, celebrating and getting drunk or commiserating on not getting the guy, as was the case for Akemi and Rin. Somewhere out there, Yua knew, Jin and Sashira were finishing their plotline together. She could see it in her mind’s eye: it would be a beach scene at night, beneath a brilliant starry sky, the party little more than a light in the distance and an afterecho of celebrations. Here Sashira would confess her love to Jin, and he would realise she was the one for him, and then they would make love on the beach together, the eroticism turning up another notch as she spread her legs right there in the sand.
Yuck!
Yua would never allow her delicate body to be treated as such on the sand. It was coarse, rough, and goodness knows it would get everywhere. Sandy vaginas were a no go, even a former male such as herself was aware of that. Far better to book the finest suite at the finest resort hotel, and drag her new boyfriend by the hand up to the room. Haru followed her like a lovesick puppy, and indeed had heart symbols in his eyes and a nosebleed that kept exploding like crazy whenever she turned to face him and struck a sexy pose with her breasts jutting out proudly.
“S-sorry!” he exclaimed once the effect disappeared again, the blood likewise dissipated. “It’s just an anime trope! You’re too hot, Yua! It’s blowing my mind away!”
“Oh, I know. I’m actually liking how I do it, Haru. I think I’m going to have a lot of fun with you . . . right here!”
She opened the door and literally pushed the smaller man into the room before locking it behind her. She strode in, letting her gorgeous dress show off all of her curves. Her Ojou instincts allowed her to do so stylishly and sexy, her movements practically sashaying her hips, her breasts jiggling at the same time, threatening to spill out of the tight cups. With a shake of her head, her hair spilled over her shoulders, and with a practised movement she’d intended to use on Jin, Yua lowered one strap down her shoulder, making it appear as if the dress was about to fall off her at any second.
Haru’s jaw fell. The man was already aroused, but now he was tenting in his pants so hard that they literally ripped in two, revealing a most impressive member that made Yua pause and gape in turn. She blinked twice, then gulped at the sight of it.
“Well . . . you really are big in one particular place, aren’t you?”
Haru grinned sheepishly, red patches suddenly appearing on his cheeks and a single fat bead of sweat symbolising his nervousness sliding down his left temple.
“Um, I guess it’s one good thing about being the comic relief, huh?”
Yua regained her sense of control. She strode a little more forward and leaned over, allowing her breasts to nearly spill out of her dress. She cupped them in her hands, jiggling them deliberately right in Haru’s face. His sudden amazement almost made her giggle.
“Well, I can think of two good things about being the wealthy seductress of the island, hm? How about we get to know the big parts of each other, alongside all the other bits?”
Haru exhaled sharply, eyes glued to her tits, which she realised she utterly loved. He was practically hypnotised!
“That . . . you’re definitely sure about thi-”
“Oh, for goodness’ sake!” she said, pushing him back on the bed. Yua began to slide out of her dress, casting it aside to reveal the incredibly sexy lingerie beneath, the same one from the image they’d both seen of their secret ending.
“I want to fuck you and fuck you hard, Haru. So pull down your pants and let’s both get the ending we want and deserve. I love you, man! I’m a haughty, busty anime girl, and I’m head over heels right now. So stop asking if I’m okay with it, and instead make me start moaning already, or I’ll boss you around until you do!”
“Yes, ma’am!”
It was a recreation of that saucy image they had both seen. Yua positioned her body over Haru, and she straddled him, sitting on his lap as he lay back, feeling his hardness between her thighs. She gripped his shoulders, leaning forward and flicking her hair to one side in a deeply sexual manner. Her heart still beat nervously, but the arousal she felt was stronger, and her friend looked so damn cute; she wanted to gobble him right up. This wasn’t even getting into how fucking hot it was to feel his hard sausage rubbing against her crotch.
“Do you like what you see, Haru?” she teased in a sultry voice. She shook her shoulders a little, causing her massive mammaries to wobble right before his eyes. She knew she was driving him wild, and doing so was driving her wild now, too.
“Holy shit, yes,” he said. “Hai. Hai. Very turned on! Yua, your body is incredible. Can I say that? I’m not sexualising you by-”
She lowered herself and kissed him, moaning into his mouth as her breasts nearly spilled from her cups, rubbing against his chest in a way that left her nipples exposed and stiff with horny need.
“Sexualise me all you want, little man,” she told him. “Turnabout is fair play, because I want you to take your damn clothes off already.”
He gripped them, grinned, and then literally shredded his shirt apart. The remnants of his shorts likewise were flung to the edges of the room, a display of superstrength that fit a comedic anime sensibility. Yua actually giggled, then licked her lips.
“Fuck, that was actually hot. Jin would never do that.”
“Well, I guess you chose right, then?”
“Let’s find out. My damn pussy is getting so wet, man. I’m still a little nervous, but I want this. And don’t forget, I’m a real princessy type. I expect you to please me.”
“O-okay! Pleasing you, that I can do!”
Haru answered that call. He gripped her and kissed her, taking more of an initiative even as she gyrated on top of him. She licked her left nipple, extracting a delicate sigh from her, and with greater courage he actually cupped her breasts, squeezing them together and groping the sensitive flesh upon her chest. Yua let loose a delightful moan, enjoying the way he clearly worshipped her tits.
“So big, aren’t they? Too big.”
“No way, they’re exactly the right size, Yua. Let me show you.”
He deftly removed her bra, and it snapped off dramatically, flinging off and covering Haru’s face - one cup over each eye. The pair of them laughed at this, but it was only an incitement to further passion: they kissed and felt one another, her lowering to let her breasts hang and slide across his chest. He wobbled her breasts, kissed them, then lowered his hands to grip her hips and feel her soft ass. They were both gyrating by this point, and the foreplay was driving her libido to crazy levels.
“I need my underwear off!” she exclaimed. “I need you in me, Haru! Now, man! And don’t hold back just because I - ahhh - used to be a mere man! I’m a luscious, beautiful elite now! I expect you to service me l-like a queen!”
She said this as she slid out of her underwear and threw it off of the side of the bed. She gripped his cock, amazed that she was holding a real - and massive - dick in her hands, and then placed it at her entrance, rubbing against her wet vulva.
“You’re amazing, Yua,” Haru said. “You’re incredible! I promise I’ll make this life worth it!”
“You b-better,” she moaned, biting her lower lip to stop herself from making so many sounds. “Because a woman of my status deserves it! Now, fuck me!”
With that, she guided him in. Instantly, her body went rigid. Her eyes went wide, and she shuddered as he entered further, further, further into her body. With each inch he advanced she let loose a little squeak, barely holding together as the alien sensation grew. It was foreign. It should have felt wrong. But it was also heavenly. There was a brief bite of pain as her hymen tore, but even that lasted so little, especially when her bliss bloomed yet further. Every nerve in her pussy was stimulated, lighting up inside of her as Haru’s dick rubbed against her wet tunnel.
“Ohhhhh, d-don’t stop! It f-feels weird and strange but - but so good!”
Haru grinned. “I’m g-glad. My body could be a bit taller and manlier, but I sure don’t mind how much I’m packing!”
She moaned again, raising her head up to the sky as she began to slowly raise and lower herself upon him, his hands upon her hips helping stimulate the motion.
“Ahhhh - oh God! Me either! You’re s-so big and - mhmmm - I only want the biggest and finest things! Ahhhh . . . can we g-go faster?”
They did, accelerating their lovemaking and diversifying it as well. She continued to work with his movements so that his gigantic cock slid almost entirely out of her passage before plunging all the way back in. It was driving the pair of them wild, but thanks to her greater height she was able to lower herself, kiss him in a highly erotic fashion, and then straighten back so that her giant bust was right in his face. Haru had never experienced such a heavenly moment before; her boobs pressed against his features, and he took the time to alternate sucking on each nipple, leaving her gasping for more. Then he squeezed her ass, fingers sinking into the flesh of her rear, and fucked her harder. He had never had sex like this - and never imagined having it with a woman so fine. He thrust harder and harder, and soon Yua was wailing, her voice high and without shame, any reservations over her new status lost in the void of unending joy.
“I’m close! I’m going to c-cum! Haru, you’re m-making me cum!”
“Do it!” he proclaimed. “I’m about to - to blow!”
She came first, and explosively at that. The experience of having her friend’s long, hard dick thrusting up inside her female plumbing was simply too powerful to resist, nor did she want to resist it.
“Ohhhhh, yesss! Mhmm! NGHH!!”
She cried out again as the next orgasm hit her, and the next. She gripped Haru’s waist with her thighs, and that was enough to send him over the edge as well. He squeezed her breasts as he came, ejaculating deep inside his friend-turned-lover. Rivers of jizz erupted from the fountain that was his penis, flooding into the unbelievably sexy woman.
“Yes!” she cried, eyes now closed as she thrust out her chest and raised her face to the heavens. “Put it all inside me! Don’t s-stop c-cumming!”
“I can’t! I - aghhhh!”
He roared, and for once no comedic moment ruined their fun. They seemed to orgasm together for entire minutes until finally she collapsed upon him, practically suffocating him in her divine cleavage. They stayed in that position for some time until finally Haru spoke, though his voice was only a muffle.
“What was that?” she said, raising herself up a little, and letting him take in the view of Yua as a goddess.
Haru blushed and grinned as he looked up at her. “So, uh, does this make us boyfriend and girlfriend now?”
Yua smirked and crossed her arms beneath her plump breasts. “I don’t know . . . you’re a very odd individual. Not exactly an elite individual like myself. But . . . why don’t you ask me out? Right now, in fact.”
Haru blinked. “Um, will you be my girlfriend?”
The former man lowered herself, letting her breasts drape lovingly against the man she’d just fucked, and then kissed him tenderly on the lips.
“Look who just unlocked his secret ending?” she whispered.
“Maybe it’s not an ending,” Haru noted as they held one another naked in bed. “Maybe it’s a new beginning?”
Yua smiled in her regal way, running her fingers over Haru’s chest. “I like that. Besides, we haven’t had a proper date just yet.”
The pair laughed together, kissing some more, embracing now as full lovers. And for the first time, they both found themselves eagerly looking forward to this new anime life that awaited them. The dating sim was over, but the entire island in all its bounties and excitement awaited them in the changed existence. And they would do it together, hand-in-hand, for as many years, decades, or perhaps even centuries they had in this timeless game space.
Besides, there were still dozens upon dozens of other game secrets for them to uncover. Haru was keen on seeing Yua in that mermaid skin, and she was keen to see his muscular variant. And that was just the start.
Because a year later the game expansion landed.
The End
