Pen is (TF)

*SNAP* Monika clenched her pencil in her hand watching the sight that was before her. She could hardly contain her rage as she watched Yuri, that creep, explain to MC what she used his pen for. 

"I love you so much that I even touch myself with the pen I stole from you" Yuri panted, steam around her hot breath and face as she showed MC just a tease of what she did with his pen. 


What made Monika even more enraged was MC wasn't even rebuking Yuri. He was kinda into it. That book slut! How dare she show her perverted side like that without even Monika's meddling. But then Monika had a dastardly idea. A smirk crossed her lips. How could she forget. She controlled the code of Yuri. She could shape Yuri into anything. And the perfect way to make MC notice her would be if Yuri, wasn't even a girl anymore. 

Monika opened up Yuri's file and entered edit mode. This would be so hilarious. And knowing MC he'd see the changes happening in real time, while Yuri would remain oblivious until Monika allowed her to notice. First to give Yuri a pen of her own to hold. As Yuri rubbed MCs stolen pen along her panties, the pen began to rub up into a bulge, no longer pushing slightly into a pair of wet folds. The bulge continued to stretch out, snapping off the panties as a full-on cock stiffened out and grew more erect and girthy, throbbing with need. Yuri dropped the pen, clasping the stiff rob rubbing it back and forth like it was nothing more than the pen. 

Monika needed to go further, to make Yuri even less feminine so MC would be having to get with her, and not that one step into femboydom Natsuki. And well, we all know why Sayori can't be an option for MC. Looking further into Yuri's file, Monika found it and swiftly deleted the bit that coded Yuri's massive boobs, the only reason as to why so many people online liked Yuri as the best Doki. Monika has seen all the threads. As Yuri pumped and pumped, MC watched, taking a step back. His sight quickly shot up as the wobbly melons that he had found himself staring at time and time again, slowly receding away, back into Yuri's chest. The meaty orbs receded and receded into a flat chest, but in return the newly minted femboys nipples becoming even more hypersensitive for the nympho knife slut.  

Monika decided, just for the hell of it to give Yuri one last big change before giving back her, or his awareness. With just the addition of one line of code, Yuri's balls fattened, producing more and more sperm, knowing that when Yuri would blow, it would get all over the place, embarrassing the shy whore even more. 

And now it was show time. MC had watched everything and suspected nothing. With a final click, Yuri's awareness came back in seconds, his body rushed with new feelings. With one glance, Yuri realized what had happened. 

"Huh!? Why Do I-" but she was cut off as he came hard, ropes of steamy cum covering his skirt on the floor and MCs pants legs. But because Yuri was still just a game character, he repeated the line, albeit with some edits to MC yet again. "I love you so much that I *bzzrrt* touch my *bzzzzrt* penis *bzzzzrt*" 


Monika gave herself a pat on the back. Now as the only viable girl left in the club there would be no way MC wouldn't get with her. But what she saw next shocked her. MC, blushing hard walked up to Yuri and wiped a glob of cum off his cock, licking it between his lips. Was MC that much of a pervert!? With that Monika could only... *SNAP* another pencil in her hand, watching MC and Yuri begin to frot in the middle of the classroom, sharing their perverted fantasies cock in hand. 

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