As it is Written

As it is Written

A Hayate the Combat Butler prawnfest

By

EvilFuzzy9

WARNING: This fanfic depicts activities of an adult nature between characters who would be minors in the real world. The author of this fic does not endorse such things being done by minors in real life, and in fact strongly discourages minors from reading this, and also from participating in any and all such activities until they are at the age of majority/consent as defined in the laws or customs of their state or principality.

(hayate is a master dairy farmer XP)

While Chiharu went off to fetch the supplies Hayate had requested, the other girls proceeded to crowd around him. Isumi and her mom, Ayumu and Izumi, even Sakuya all pressed themselves up against Hayate, practically dog-piling him with their obscenely voluptuous bodies.

Great, pillowy mounds of soft, velvety girl-flesh pressed against Hayate from every direction, the girls ringing him in with their curvaceous bodies and rubbing themselves lewdly against him.

"Ooh, if we all get to marry master, I want to be his next wife, nyaaa~" purred Izumi, eagerly rubbing an ass like a pair of triple-sized, flesh-colored exercise balls strapped to her tailbone against her crush and owner's hard, lean shins. She was all but wordlessly begging him to please raise foot and stomp down on her bouncy beachball bubble butt.

"No faaaair," pouted Ayumu, sandwiching her master and crush's right arm within the valley of her sensuous cleavage, squeezing and rubbing her brobdignagian breasts against his subtly rippling biceps. "I wanna marry Hayate-kun too!"

"Hehe, why can't all y'all marry 'im?" queried Sakuya with a lusty giggle, shamelessly bumping and grinding her absolutely gigantic marshmallow booty against Hayate's own hard, kissable buttocks. "Hatsuho already said polygamy's A-okay with the Saginomiya."

"I would be delighted to have you all as fellow wives," cooed Isumi, massaging her newlywed husband's truly toned triceps 'tween her terrifically tremendous titties. "Hayate-sama deserves all the brides he desires~❤"

"Heeeeh, you're such a generous wife, Isumi-san," said Hayate appreciatively. He moved his hand around inside the girl's cleavage to fondle the vast, shadowed expanse of her sumptuous fleshy mounds. Isumi let out an adorable squeal, coming explosively the instant he began to grope her. "I must be the luckiest guy in the world~!"

Hatsuho purred, licking and kissing her son-in-law's enormous, rigid, throbbing cock. His ballsack she cupped with soft, deft fingers, gently squeezing and massaging Hayate's sizable, aching testicles. She trailed her lips along the pulsing, blue veins which bulged so erotically from that immense, iron rod, planting kisses as light as feathers all up and down his most considerable length. She laved her cute, soft, pink tongue lewdly this way and that, coating her son-in-law's inimitable manhood with no small amount of her saliva.

"With that book in your possession, you might as well be," she said to him warmly, respectfully. "As your bond with it grows, so too will your powers... the powers of this glorious cock."

Hayate's pulsing penis erupted, covering Hatsuho's face with a thick layer of his pungent, white seed. She moaned delightedly, coming all over her own plump, juicy thighs.

That was about right when Chiharu returned with the supplies Hayate had requested, plus a funnel.

"Hmph, you girls are no fair, stealing master's attention like that..." she said with a pout, setting the bucket and jugs down with only a slight clatter. She crossed her arms peevishly beneath her breasts, the appendages vanishing completely from view beneath her gargantuan, perkily pendulous bosoms.

Hayate smiled at his milk maid, pleasantly ogling the way her present posture was subtly pushing her massive mammaries up and out, all the more emphasizing their frankly impossible immensity.

"I'm surprised you can still stand up straight, with such huge boobs," said he, cheerfully blunt. "And I hope you didn't knock over anything too valuable with that big, fat ass of yours~❤"

Chiharu blushed intensely, her womanhood visibly moistening and nipples starting to leak a little milk. As before, she found herself incredibly vulnerable to her master's occasionally visible S-side. The innocent cruelty of his remarks was nearly enough to make her fall to her knees, reduced to jelly by a mind-shattering orgasm.

As it was, she still shuddered severely in pleasure, causing her obscene curves to bounce and jiggle to and fro for all to see. It was a spectacle of soft, juicy lumps large enough to dwarf watermelons dancing and shaking and showing off their sheer elasticity for the viewing pleasure of their undisputed lord and master.

"Hayate-sama...❤" she moaned shamelessly. Milk was dribbling generously from her puffy, distended nipples. "Hurry and milk me, please... Ohhhh... it's starting to come out on its own..."

The blue-haired butler laughed cheerfully.

"My, my, Chiharu-chan..." he remarked, casually nudging the other girls off of him (causing to pout and maybe whine a tiny bit). "That shameful expression on your face somehow suits you perfectly."

The maid whimpered, mewling piteously. She squeezed her large, plump thighs anxiously together, panting heavily and squirming oh-so-delightfully. Her skin was flushed and rosy, goose-pimpled and glistening sensually with her sweat. She couldn't even speak coherently, so lost in arousal from Hayate's harshly passive-aggressive sadism.

Bountiful, milky curves quivered at her master's approach. Chiharu's body eagerly awaited the treatment it was doubtless to receive at his most wonderfully skillful hands.

"Bend over," Hayate commanded Chiharu. She did so eagerly, bowing so low that her nipples were crushed into the floor by the weight of her breasts.

She moaned, coming a little from the feelings this sent through her. Chiharu's body, like Sakuya's, was hypersensitive and easily excited, sexually. Just a slight touch was as good for her as hours of thorough wining and dining followed by generous foreplay and cunnilingus would be for a normal woman.

"Good girl," said Hayate brightly. Cheerfully, he reached down and hefted up Chiharu's enormous teats, squeezing a large, lactating nipple in either hand. With his deceptive strength, Hayate easily lifted his milk maid's mammaries above the bucket, before beginning to milk them.

Chiharu's eyes went wide, and she screamed in absolute unrivaled ecstasy as her master began to yank on nipples practically as large as a cow's, milking her massive human udders with the skill and care of a practiced dairy farmer. She lactated with the force of a public water fountain, her rich, creamy milk pouring generously into the bucket as Hayate made her come from her tits with just the slightest touch.

And, of course, she also came explosively from her womanhood, as well.

"HAYATE-SAMA!" she screamed. "HAYATE-SAMA!" she repeated, moaning and shrieking her master's name at the top of her lungs, nectar gushing from her aching vagina. "MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~~~❤❤❤" she lowed lustfully, thrashing erotically under his masterful manhandling of her hypersensitive mammary glands.

Hayate hummed cheerfully to himself, composing an idle tune in time with Chiharu's moaning and squealing. It took him rather little time to fill the bucket up to nearly its rim, and then he gave his milk maid a moment of reprieve while he grabbed the funnel and poured the bucket's contents into one of the jugs.

The he returned his attention once more to Chiharu, and repeated this entire milking process nine more times, until both jugs were filled to his satisfaction. By the time he finished, Chiharu Harukaze was out like a light, one of the widest and lustiest damn grins he'd ever seen smack dab right there in the middle of her pretty little face.

The other girls were sleeping, too. Apparently they'd had a LOT of fun, watching Hayate milk his maid dry. All five of them were lying naked in a busty, erotic pile of pretty, sexy woman-flesh, covered in sweat, saliva, and various other miscellaneous bodily fluids.

"My, what a cute dogpile they make," he remarked warmly, brightly ogling his naked beauties. "I hope Maria-san doesn't mind me doing this with so many of you girls~"

He heard some drowsy, absentminded mumbles from the assorted ladies, but nothing coherent or notable enough to write down here.

Humming cheerfully, Hayate went on his way with the two large jugs in hand. He walked out the door as naked as a jaybird.

Nobody finds it weird if I go outside naked, appeared in the Book, without Hayate even thinking about it. And the Book glowed a little back in the mansion, its pages seeming to flip open in a wind that wasn't there.

A sound somewhat like a girlish giggle echoed faintly throughout the Aizawa manor's foyer as Hayate Ayasaki set off down the road.

A/N: Hehe, that's, what? Two fics updated today, as well as a smutty Fairy Tail oneshot? Hehe, of course. I must be on a roll. XD

Although this chapter's a spit shorter than the last few...

Updated: 1-11-14

TTFN and R&R!

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