So he touched her buttocks with the manner of someone who was finding a great treasure for the first time. The skin was soft all over it, and the muscles below it were quite taut. That was not surprising considering the fact that she had been training in the Art for a long time, but the transformation had rid her of any imperfections.
Then, after squeezing and fondling each cheek, he went down it to find the wet spot that had been glistening at him every time she gave a peek at it. He stroked the lips, making her gasp in pleasure, and his gut tighten in response. Each of his fingertips explored those lips, and discovered what sort of pleasures those folds could bring. She moved to give him better access, and as she looked over her shoulder, her smile was partnered with a pleased blush.
"Oooh... you learn quick," she murmured, "You know just how to help me."
With her words, he knew that he had to go fowards, so with one hand he fumbled with the tie of his pants while stroking her with the other. Once his trousers and boxers were down, he bent down, and sank himself into her. His manhood slid into her waiting slit a single thrust, and she squeaked with the sensation. The feeling of her wrapped around him was just as pleasing to him, and he groaned in enjoyment before beginning to thrust into her. He began to bounce along, pumping his stiff rod into her with her keeping them both balanced as she kept them positioned to also gain the most pleasure they could. He pressed his chest to her back, and reached under her to grab her breasts in a hard hold, squeezing her cleavage with fingertips that telegraphed the strength of his pleasure to her.
When release finally came, he arched against her, pushing himself as deeply as he could. She pushed back against him, making it so that they were joined together as much as they could be.
Then they sank to the floor so that they could relax, though being on the bottom, she was crushed a bit by his weight upon him. But she didn't complain, and merely lay there as her breasts were flattened against the floor. Her only sounds were those of contentment as she gave a little sight and rubbed her head against his cheek.
He noticed though, and pulled himself up a bit to look down at her. "Are ya okay?"
"More than that..," she replied.
"So... ya liked it?"
"Completely. What about you? Are you pleased?"
"Heh heh... Y... yeah..."
"Oh good!" Akane told him, "When you're rested, would you like to play another game?"
The pigtailed boy just stared at her for a moment before realising that she was serious. Even with the intimate nature of what they'd done, and her being pushed into the floor, she was not about to be angry with him. In fact, not only was she still happy, she wanted to keep on going. That told him volumes and gave him the final piece of accepting that this really had happened.
Scratching his head, he thought of one confirming test, which he had gotten from their earlier position. "Actually, there's somethin' I'd like ta try out."
"There is?" she asked.
"Yup. I'd like ta pose ya."
"I'm always ready for that. You can do it anytime you want."
"Uhh... okay," he said, and moved to pull up his pants and boxers so that he could move. Once he had himself together enough, he went and positioned Akane so that she was doing the broadest split that he'd ever seen. Her shapely legs came as close to a straight line as he'd ever seen, no doubt at least in part from her gymnastics and martial arts training, and then he moved her arms so that her hands were pressing as far down the lower limbs as they could manage.
That resulted in her slit being set up so that it looked like it was on display, and when he went around her, one could see her breasts hanging freely under the blouse. It must have been an embarrassing and uncomfortable position, but she stayed in it like she didn't even feel it. As far as he could tell she didn't, because there was no need to strain, and he assumed that the transformation had allowed for that.
Not even picking her up and moving her made her stop it, and he found that she really could stay in a position no matter what.
Now completely sure that she really was his living doll, he bit his lip as he decided that he should next:
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