Erina's Main Course(Erina Food Wars Tg) (Patreon)

(Done in collab with Charoset, with pictures by mel)

"Hah! This'll show her. Can't wait to rub it in her dumb, sexy face!" Not the words you'd expect from someone making an anniversary dish for their girlfriend, but Soma and Erina's relationship was defined by a competitive streak, whether in class or in bed. Everything was a competition, and today was the day Soma decided would be his victory as both a boyfriend and a chef. Even after all their progress as a couple, Totsuki's God Tongue wielder and Queen Bitch(which Soma found hot) still had yet to admit she liked his cooking. She definitely picked at his test meals when he wasn't looking and he knew her moans and blushes after eating a dish were her true feelings, but she had never said the word he redisciple wanted to hear, "delicious!" And there was definitely meaning in the dish he had crafted up, the same egg fried rice he had made for her the first time she had refused to honestly say she loved his cooking.

But this time he had a few tricks up his sleeve to make her confess. While he didn't talk much about what went on in their private study sessions, lets just say he had done enough to thoroughly know Erina's flavor by now in a number of ways, which meant he knew what complimentary touches would vibe with her innate deliciousness. Next up he had gotten help from a number of students, especidisciple Alice who had some weird gastro stuff that would make it "the perfect dish for my cousin" with some further tweaks from Hisako's suggestions off what Erina liked to snack on. The cooking process had taken two hours, but he knew it'd be worth it when the smells of the hot, golden rice crisped together with the treated egg to form a smell that was downright heavenly. Honestly he was drooling from the cooking, wishing he had made more but the first two attempts had had an issue with cook time. But everything about this batch was perfect, a dish meant for Erina and Erina alone packed with his feelings and love.

"Now for the taste test!"

It was the only time he'd actudisciple get to savor any of this so he definitely looked forward to it. Even just the sauce and spice mixtures had been overwhelming when he seasoned to taste, a blissful feeling popping across his body that he knew would be even stronger once finished. Lost in the rush of that first sauce test was the eradication of body hair below his eyebrows, the tingling hair removal and heightened sensitivity brushed off as him feeling things from the intense heat of the kitchen.

Ominously, of the hair that did remain around his groin had been plucked and trimmed, a tidy triangle that would have led to Erina mocking him when he gave her the meat portion of the meal after dinner, especidisciple from how perfectly dyed it was, all blonde and soft. But the fact his crotch felt oddly tender and the usual scratchy roughness had been conditioned away didn't matter when his perfect rice was in front of him, Soma taking a bit more than he probably should have between his tasting chopsticks as he popped a bite of it into his mouth.

"Holy crap that's g-hooood~! Ohh~ god it feels like I'm gonna- NNGH! AH!"

The bowl nearly flew out his hands, his body spasming violently as Alice's gastronomy science, Hisako's additives, Erina's flavor profile and his cooking thrashed about his stomach in a vortex, the ecstatic shocks of true gourmetdom sending his joints crackling, his muscles abuzz with pure Erina essence. It had all the warm pleasure of great food with a subversive kick to it, reminding him of his peanut butter fried squid tentacles in how invasive the flavor felt as it forced its way into every cell with no sign of letting up any time soon. Groaning he slammed the bowl onto the cooktop, the room spinning as that single bite rammed into him again and again relentlessly.

Soma had never thought it could be possible to be too good at cooking, but this impact wasn't just overwhelming, it felt downright life threatening as it only continued to grow. It surged once, twice against his collarbone as he gulped it down, his Adam's Apple stinging as it bathed in the sauce of the dish, the hot juices of egg like magma. The third pulse was followed by a CRUNCH and a throaty scream, Soma's collarbone breaking, pressing downward as his skeletal formation suddenly felt awkward. What surprised him the most was how heavenly the violent reformation had felt, a feeling like hundreds of hands all caressing the area, rubbing the muscle, softening his body spreading as the dish plinked into his stomach cavity. He knew this touch, the perverse roughness hidden in every grab as a horde of phantom Erina hands had their way with him, a number beginning to tweak and tease his nipples through the shirt.

Soma was lost on what to do, the pure umami pulsing through him debilitating, his mouth stuck moaning when he tried calling for help. It didn't help that the flavor was doing things that put Erina to shame, his cock harder than he ever thought possible as the fingers pulled on his nipples, the areolas tripling in size as they tugged, pinkening with every hot, forceful grab.

As they pulled, hot flavor was spreading through his limbs, tenderizing the muscle, making Soma's spasms weaker as he felt his arms soften and sag. Each bout of weakness was followed by a pulsation, draining the liquified muscle out as his frame popped and wobbled. He braced himself against a countertop as he felt his body shrinking, watching the muscle drain out of his arms as it swam through his abdomen, wriggling through the muscle of his chest until a squishy sound announced the fat breaking through, his body jerking as small breasts pressed out against his nipples. Soma moaned with terrible arousal, the alien feeling making his balls shiver as hot release dribbled down his thighs. The horde of invisible hands were feeling up every inch of the small lumps, coaxing them out further to longer and deeper cries of confused ecstasy, random locks of hair spindling out into blonde, conditioned locks.

The pleasure was irresistible, Soma's cock a partidisciple opened spigot as cum flowed hot and consistent from his cock, his hips bucking as his breasts continued to suckle away at his muscle, the buds ripening to small, pert apples of flesh. They were buzzing with powerful sensations, his moans replaced with chirpier grunts and coos, his arms now fully drained into soft, slender attachments topped with shrinking, twitching fingers. He realized what was happening when he saw the designer gloss cover them, recognizing his girlfriend's fingers, her arms, his frame creaking inwards as both shoulders threatened to collapse.
"Mmph! Oh s-staaawwp~!" He could feel something tendriling out from his breasts, carving through the muscle as his nipples pulsated, pulling from the tendrils, looking for mass to satiate their need. Each ab of his six pack was pierced, his sides, a number lodging into the vertebrae of his spine as he squealed as they all began to suck away his masculinity.

Soma couldn't describe what he was feeling, or why it felt so good, only knowing that Erina's breasts were way bigger than what he was currently sporting and that all that mass had to come from somewhere. He braced for impact, trying to will the changes to stop, a hand pressing down on his writhing breasts to stop their growth from continuing. He immediately regretted it, his relatively condensed, but pert nipples sparking upon real contact, their surface area increasing as they surged in size to flat, pliable discs that turned the abdominal suck into a full on vacuum. It rocked his body, sending his stomach crashing against the edge of the countertop again and again as he screamed, pressure building in his sides and cock as his hungry breasts pulled, his resistance breaking in time with his ribs and spine in a messy, fatty, ecstatic redistribution.

His spine buckled and snapped, draining inches into fat as his muscled back softened, its ridges now curved and cute. The same curvaceousness spread to his sides, the blocky shape collapsing inwards, blonde hairs rocketing out as he gripped his shrunken waist in the throes of ecstasy, moaning as his cock shot out load after load of cum. Bounteous fat was flowing into his chest, the explosive, fatty growth slapping his arms away as the phantom Erina hands dug into the growing flesh, his ribcage snapping open wider to let more and more delicious fat flow into his heaving bosom. While his hips bucked in orgasmic abandon, his cock sore from cumming six times in one minute, his gripped core was flattening, SOma grunting as he felt each individual ab slurped up into his breasts, each growth followed by an intense wobble as his watermelon sized jugs sucked every hard spot of his body that they could reach. There was a soft tearing sound, the neckline of his uniform splitting open as his slim, sexy stomach writhed in feminine glory, the only hard thing left about it being his cock as arcs of cum came streaming out the tip.

"Ah! Erin-ahhh~! ERINAAAAHHH~!" Her name came tumbling out his mouth in a tone of worship, the pleasure destroying his will to resist, any worries left in him as all that remained was the bliss of her touch, the ecstasy of his becoming. Hearts were sparkling in his mind, the world around him lost to explosions of Nakiri dominance, his voice rising to her perfect tones as the hot egg slurry from before finished melting away the lump in his throat. His pleasured screams took on a bitchy, haughty excellence, lips plumping as eyelashes at random grew, his body her play thing, his mind a temple to her greatness.

Streams of blonde locks like spun gold brushed down his back, adding to the unending bliss. Drool was streaming from his slackjawed mouth, pools of it flecking out as the jaw bone popped and rounded, tears streaming from widening eyes that were pinkening with love and devotion, brimming with need as their pupils turned heart shape, the pleasure too much to handle.

"NNGH P-PLEASE ERINAAA~!" The sensations were driving him delirious with gourmet nirvana, the depth of the saliva on his tongue redosing him with traces of the single transformative bite, her god tongue coming to life as his now worthless tongue was scraped of all its inadequacies, a hot pink gift from the food gods waggling about his mouth. He was begging for release, unable to handle this in between state, one hand furiously digging into his breasts while the other jerked his cock, the rod growing hotter and hornier by the second like a pan left on a fire for too long. He needed release from this blissful hell, his cock standing taller and taller as its angle pointed more to the ceiling than forward. The area around it seemed inflamed, almost bruised as the skin around it puffed with emerging sensory organs and muscle. His cock was now too sensitive to touch without it burning as his masturbating hand moved to circle the puffy areas, groaning as diluted cum dribbled from the tip, Soma happy to find the bloated skin just as good to rub as his cock.

There was a creaking sound, his hipbones buzzing as they bulged noticeably against the skin, the flat expanse of his ass buzzing with need as it was caressed by the Erina fingers, food phantasms digging in under the muscle and carving hollows into either side of his hips. The last of his cum spurted out as the hollows wormed their way to the center of his hips, his ballsack dangling loose as wiry offshoots of the hollows speared them like a fork into brussel sprouts. Clear fluid shot out his cock as he groaned, feeling the tubes pumping something into his balls, his sac growing taut as he felt them begin to pull to opposite sides, his balls now connected to the sides of his hips.

Unlike the sudden growth of his breasts, his hips spread was a slow, agonizingly orgasmic process. Each incremental pop outwards sent his balls spreading further apart, winched into the pulsating, slither insides of his groin. He tried pressing them into the table edge, groaning as something slick and soapy thrummed from inside, dripping down his cock as the lubrication pooled in the crease of his testicles, the taut skin threatening to split with every shaken spasm. If his tits were large melons, his ass cheeks were a ripe peach, glistening with sweat as his ass bloated and jiggled, just begging for someone to dig into its hefty, fruity flesh.

Soma's blissful cries had all melded together into an incoherent babble of pain and ecstasy, the fingers circling the nascent pussy lips pausing to rub the flattened skin of his scrotum, fondling his balls as he tried to force them inside. It was on the edge of reforming, all the hairs plucked and fluttering down, his testicles half recessed into the gap between his upper thighs and ass cheeks and struggling to wriggle deeper into his aching caverns. He had never needed something as badly as this, groaning as his stomach rumbled, begging to be filled. In desperation a manicured finger pulled back before piercing down into the taut skin.

The windows shook, soapy, translucent cum spraying everywhere as he screamed, a vinyl rip announcing his scrotum's demise as the residue of his male cum came steaming out, his fingers slipping inside a throbbing chasm as his womanly figured exploded outwards. He was nearing the end now, cumming with his entire body as his full ass bounced with his breasts, Erina's influence groping its round greatness as a phantom finger slid its way into his puckered butthole. Hot throbs sent his cock sputtering as it ran out of cum, hot puffs weakly exiting the tip as his new lips puckered in anticipation, ready for the main course to findisciple be devoured.

By this point his cock was little more than a bundle of tightly coiled pleasured nerves, the dribbles of cum pouring out the base enough to set it off, the subtle flows of wind on the tip causing hot spasms to wrack the base of it. It struggled to stay hard, pointing upright as the base sunk in like a tower into swampy ground, its slow sink inwards driving him wild as cum pooled on the ground below, his freshly formed ovaries pumping thick fluids into his quivering thighs. Soma swiveled around, placing his ass onto the table and thrusting his groin to the sky. screaming for Erina to finish him as his thighs bloated, curves sculpting themselves to his spread legs. It was ecstasy so powerful it burned, his noodle findisciple giving up as his vaginal lips began to suck.

"HYAAA AAAAAH YESSS~ FUUUUUUCK!!!" In most Japanese restaurants, it was proper etiquette to slurp a noodle dish, especidisciple a satisfying one to show how much you appreciated the food. Erina's lips were most certainly showing their appreciation as they noisily slurped down his cock, lubricated globs of vaginal fluid making its slide inwards all the more frictionless and slippery. Soma savored the fucking, biting a pouty lip till Nakiri blood pooled on his god tongue, the flavor of royalty and class drilling into him as his cock pounded away at his swollen, needy pussy. There was only one word for this decadence, this ecstasy that defied reason as every part of his perfectly sculpted body tensed for the climax, the tip of his cock shooting in with an explosive SCHLICK as her clitoris fucked itself into existence.

"AHH~ S-SOMA IT"S SOOOO~ D-DEEEELIIIICIIIIOOOOUUUUSSSSSS~!"

Her pussy exploded outwards, the sodden mess of his pants slipping down her well slicked thighs as she came, screaming blissful, loving cries as the last of her red hair exploded into a golden carpet down her back. She spun around the room, moaning in rhythmic bursts as her cries of delicious faded away, a drowsy sort of ecstasy lazily working through her untensed muscles after feeling the after effects of an intense orgasm.

"Mmm~ de- delic- deli- h-huh?" Soma findisciple awoke from her pleasure driven fugue state, a deep, pleasant ache radiating off every corner of her body as she looked at her naked pussy, her curvaceous thighs, the messy streams of hair peaking out from his head sash and most of all his breasts whose massive heft sent him stumbling forward and had to be spread apart to catch a glimpse of his now missing privates.
"OH GOD I'M- Shit how am I even going to explain this to- to-"
"Me?"
Soma shrieked, blushing as he turned around, shocked to see Erina at the entrance to the kitchen, her own face a deep scarlet and her skirt slid to the floor to reveal a rapidly dampening pair of panties as she looked over her boyfriend's new form.

"H-How long were you watching?" Soma shifted awkwardly, feeling like he was a piece of meat being sized up by Erina's hungry glare.
"Oh Hisako spilled the beans on your little gift, so I was waiting nearby to mock your efforts, but once I heard you start moaning well, I had to get a good look at how your dish was being prepared..." She slunk towards him like a predator, popping buttons and slipping out of her uniform with every step.
"Though the presentation could use some work, I'd say you turned out perfectly Soma. I knew you were going to go all out for our anniversary, but I never expected this."

She was so close now, running her fingers through his hair, pulling the sides of his black shirt till the already strained fabric split further down, Soma's breasts flopping freely as her hands dug into one, the other grasping her ass while a pinky teased her "boyfriend's" slit.
"NNGH E-Erina what are you- Ohhh~ that feels amaaaazing..." Her mouth had started working on Soma's other breast, biting down on his ripe nipples before licking a trail downwards, not stopping before her tongue had drawn a slimy line down to the neatly trimmed bush above her now thoroughly leaking slit.
"What am I doing? Well you went through all this trouble to make a truly scrumptious feast for me, it's only right that I get to give it a proper taste."

Her tongue darted in after the last word, Soma's knees knocking together as she squealed happily, feeling Erina's God Tongue sample and savor her pussy, hot juices pouring into her lover's mouth as Soma nearly collapsed to the ground, her partner knowing just where to prod to make her body feel weak with ecstasy. When it was over, Soma was left panting, her body soaked with sweat and need all over as a line of drool bridged the gap from her pussy to Erina's tongue. Her purple eyes flashed, a smirk on her face as she whispered, "Delicious."

Soma fell to the floor then, groaning as her nipples felt hard and hot, her body desperate for more of Erina's touch as she finished slinking off the last of her clothes until all she had on were her stockings. She had findisciple gotten her to say the words she had waited for for years, but she knew that Erina wasn't filled yet, and Soma knew how important it was to satisfy her customers.
"I knew that was just the appetizer darling, but I'm famished. Are you ready to serve the main course?"
Soma nodded gasping as Erina shoved a hand up her snatch, her mouth soon latching onto his as she teased her girlfriend's slit. She didn't know what would satisfy her girlfriend's lustful cravings, but was willing to do whatever as their bodies intertwined.
"Well then, time to dig in."