Our Reality (Doki Doki Literature Club)

Our Reality (Doki Doki Literature Club)

A/N: Our Reality was a commissioned story in two parts originally written from January to May of 2019. Posting it up as a one-shot for people to enjoy now!

Summary: In an AU of DDLC, the male character, in this case named Alan, figures out how to help each of his club members. Monika turns out to be a bit more complex than first seemed.

Themes: Threesome, Master/Slave, Humiliation

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Alan's life had changed a lot since he joined the Literature Club at school. Once they'd gotten past everyone's problems, and figured out the root cause, it had actually begun to run a bit smoothly. And by smoothly... Alan found himself in a relationship with a cute young woman with pink hair named Natsuki. But, well, she and he were only two members of the five-person Literature Club.

"Alaaan~ This homework is too hard!"

Blinking, Alan looks up to see Monika pouting at him most severely. She's tapping the paper in front of her, as if she expects him to make it all better. Which, to be fair, she clearly does. Honestly, when Monika dropped the 'all-knowing' persona that she'd adopted as Club President for so long, she could be so adorkable. Rolling his eyes and smiling, Alan scooches over on the couch they share so he can see what she's dealing with.

They're both working on homework right now, in the living room of the apartment that Natsuki now has all to herself. Well, not ALL to herself, as she'd invited him to live with her, and it felt like Monika was staying over pretty much every day of the week at this point. Regardless, Natsuki was reading her manga in the bedroom while Monika and Alan were working on their homework together in companionable silence... or at least, had been.

As soon as Alan moves over to help Monika, she grabs his arm in a hug and wraps her breasts around it as she grinds herself against him.

"Oooh, my hero~"

Alan can't help but lift an eyebrow as he looks at Monika. That didn't take long at all. Undeterred by his expression, Monika licks her lips as she gives him a wicked sort of grin.

"You better be careful, Alan. If you trip too many flags, I might just have to steal you from Natsuki and keep you all to myself."

Suddenly, her hand is in his crotch. Alan won't lie, having a cute girl like Monika rubbing his dick is going to make it hard, no matter the circumstances. That doesn't stop Monika from taking advantage though, letting out a coy little 'oh' as she looks down at his crotch.

"Oh! It seems someone might actually like that idea..."

Alan is gentle as he pushes Monika always, now smiling slightly. He's well-used to her antics by this point.

"My loyalty is to Natsuki, Monika. That's not going to change any time soon."

Monika pouts even mightier this time, and then brings her hands up to the top button on her blouse.

"Is that so? Not even... if. I. do. This?"

Popping one button per word, Monika opens her top and shows off her large, easily E-cup breasts, clad only in a tasteful bra as she licks her lips, jiggling them back and forth.

"No. Not even if you do this."

Letting out a low whine, Monika rubs herself against him again, this time with nothing but the bra between her and him. Alan lets out a sigh and shakes his head, a rueful smile on his face, even as Natsuki appears in the doorway of the living room, completely unbeknownst to the brunette. To be fair, they both know what's going on here. This is nothing new from Monika.

No, in fact, this is all part of a game that the Club President loves to play. At first, when Alan had still been working his way through fixing the dysfunction that was the Literature Club, he'd thought that Monika had a control issue, that she needed to be in control, that she needed to be in charge, and that she would do anything to keep those in her club from upstaging her. That had been a dangerous thing, because Alan hadn't been sure how to fix her without hurting the others.

Luckily, in the end it'd turned out his first guess had been wrong, completely wrong in fact. Monika didn't want to be in control, she wanted to be controlled. She only acted the way she did because she was a masochist, and she wanted to be punished for her 'naughty' behavior. She was a provoker, through and through... and that was something that both Alan and Natsuki could deal with.

"C'mon Alan. Natsuki is nothing but a little girl. Don't you want a REAL woman? All you have to do is sit there, let me do all the work."

Monika puckers up her lips and begins to lean in, closing in for the kiss. If Natsuki hadn't heard them starting to talk through the thin walls of the altogether small apartment, then this would be the point where Alan would cover Monika's mouth with one hand and grab her by her ponytail with the other, dragging her into the bedroom where he'd present her to Natsuki for punishment.

That's probably what Monika expects to happen, because she hasn't realized Natsuki is in the room yet, or that the pinkette heard that last bit. So, the busty young woman is more than a little surprised when her ponytail is grabbed, not by Alan, but by someone behind her, yanking her back and pulling her off of the couch entirely.

She lets out a yelp, but that's quickly swallowed by Natsuki's lips as the shorter girl grabs Monika by the collar and pulls the more matured young woman into a kiss. Despite being taller, despite having the bigger tits and an all-around womanlier form, Monika immediately melts into Natsuki's dominating hands, moaning as she completely controls the kiss, her tongue pushing Monika's down, wrestling it into submission.

The brunette is left trembling, even as Alan gets up from the couch as well and finally gives Monika what she's been asking for, now that the circumstances are completely different. Walking up behind her, he wraps his arms around her and gropes her large breasts, even as he rubs the erection he caused against her ass, through her short skirt. Monika is a horny, writhing mess in no time at all, and when Natsuki breaks the kiss, her gaze is fiery as Monika moans beneath it.

"We'll continue this in the bedroom."

It's an order, clear-cut, and Monika shivers with delight, even as Alan frog-marches her into the bedroom with his hands still on her tits. It's only once they're inside that he lets go of Monika's breasts and lets her get changed. All three of them 'get changed' essentially, though it's only Natsuki who actually puts other clothes on.

Alan strips down completely, until he's wearing nothing but his birthday suit, his cock ramrod straight and throbbing with need. Monika, meanwhile, practically rips her school uniform apart to get just as naked, before sliding a collar around her neck with the word 'Slave' emblazoned on it in gold lettering. Natsuki is the one with the biggest ensemble to put on, because even though their relationships are all clearly defined by this point, the petite girl still has some insecurities.

Truth be told, Alan rather enjoys the lingerie ensemble that she's assembled, from the corset to the garter to the crotchless panties. The last thing Natsuki grabs is a riding crop, which she very suddenly brings up between Monika's legs. Not quite fast enough to give her a smack to her mound, but Monika does go stiff as the tip of the riding crop rubs against her slit.

"Well now, Master? What should we do with this stupid slut? She never seems to learn..."

Alan just smiles and cocks his head to the side, standing there with his legs spread and his hands clasped behind his back now. When they're in the bedroom like this, 'dressed' like this, they all have their role to play. Alan becomes 'Master', and though he doesn't ever truly 'control' Natsuki, she still treats him with deference and respect. Of course, he prefers to give her plenty of space to work as well. After all, she's 'Mistress Natsuki' when they're like this. And then there's Monika... or 'Slave'.

When Alan doesn't respond, Natsuki steps up and slaps Monika across the face, causing the brunette to moan encouragingly. At this point, Monika has her arms clasped behind her back in a perfect submissive pose, her tits jutting out for whatever abuse Natsuki might want to visit upon them. However, that's not in the plans this time around it seems, because after slapping Monika, Natsuki grabs her by the jaw and tells her exactly what her punishment is.

"I'm not going to hurt you, Slave. Not this time. Not physically, anyways. Since you don't seem to learn from corporal punishment, we're going to try something new. You're going to kneel at the foot of the bed, and you're going to watch as Master fucks me. Do you understand?"

"Y-Yes Mistress."

The more matured girl drops to her knees as soon as Natsuki lets go of her. Meanwhile, Alan has moved over to the bed, stroking his cock as he lays down on his back. Seeing this, Natsuki hurries to crawl up after him, climbing on board a moment later as she faces Monika and slowly leverages herself up onto his cockhead. He grabs her by the hips and helps her slowly impale herself on his cock, knowing that her tight little cunt is a bit too small for them to go too fast, at least at the start.

But in the end, the petite pinkette is as slick and wet inside as ever, and his cock fills her to the brim over the next minute or so as Natsuki moans and mewls and whimpers, rubbing one of her hands over her taut tummy as she feels him rearranging her insides. Once she's impaled on his shaft, Alan gives her a little bit of time to rest and recover. Natsuki uses that to speak to Monika, looking down at her from on high, currently impaled on the cock that they all know Monika wishes she could be servicing at this moment.

"You're such a cow, Slave. You're a herd animal, a heifer. Those massive milk jugs of yours... do you think they impress Master?"

Monika moans and shakes her head, and Alan knows that the brunette is enjoying being insulted and degraded and demeaned just as much as she enjoys being roughed up. She's not just a masochist, she's a huge cuckquean as well, and Natsuki is more than willing to indulge her in her fetishes. Alan, meanwhile, can tell that Natsuki is ready for more, so with his grip on her thin waist secure, he begins to bounce her up and down on his cock. Thrusting up into her while moving her body back and forth along his member proves to be a dangerous combination indeed.

"You... mm, you're fat, ooh, a-and w-weak, hah... y-you're nothing..."

Seeing how Natsuki's insults are growing weaker and weaker, Alan decides to step in finally, sliding his hands up to Natsuki's chest, running his fingers over her nipples and small breasts.

"Meanwhile, Mistress Natsuki is perfection. There's a reason she's above all others, after all."

His deep, rumbling tone combined with the words he says, sends Natsuki right over the edge. She moans out her thanks as he worships her body, as he fucks her from below and calls her perfect. Her eyes go crossed and she climaxes HARD around his cock, gripping and squeezing his member with her inner walls.

Monika, meanwhile, just can't help herself. Her hands move across her own body, and she begins to touch herself, loving absolutely everything she's heard from both of them so far. As soon as Natsuki sees this however, she's quick to step in.

"S-Stop! Don't you dare touch yourself, slave! You haven't earned the right! Hands behind your back, tits out, and eyes straight, or you won't ever get this cock again!"

Monika moves faster than one might think possible, eyes wide at the severity of the threat as she bites her lower lip and self-restrains. Her arms clasp behind her back again, and her tits jut out as they tremble and quiver with the rest of her shaking body. She clearly wants nothing more than to touch herself, but obviously, that's not in the cards right now.

Alan continues to fuck Natsuki from below with deep, penetrating thrusts. As she rides him reverse cowgirl, the petite girl is beset by pleasure from all sides, moaning wantonly as he casually rolls her cute little nipples in between his fingers and pistons up into her time and time again. She cums around his cock twice more before her tight, clenching insides finally milk him of his load. With a grunt, Alan releases spurt after spurt of white, hot seed deep into Natsuki's drooling quim, painting her inner walls white as he does so.

As they both come down from their pleasure highs, Natsuki climbs off of Alan's cock, and he sits up. Monika is still kneeling at the foot of the bed, her arms clasped behind her back, being the good little Slave, she is. Natsuki watches her for a moment, and then nods.

"If that's what my baby doll needs, then that's what she'll get. I'll be your daddy, Natsuki... now, have you been a good girl?"

Natsuki's eyes flicker away for a moment, as if she's trying to decide based on recent events. Eventually, she looks back to him and nods.

"Y-Yes, daddy."

Alan grins, and lets go of Natsuki's face, finally pulling free of her grasp and stepping away from the desk entirely. He reaches down and begins to pull open his belt and unbutton his pants as he nods to the floor.

"Then you should get ready for your reward, little lady. After all, good girls get their cream, don't they?"

It doesn't take much for Natsuki to realize what he means. Eyes lighting up with delight, the pinkette drops down off of the desk, and then falls to her knees in front of him entirely, just a moment before he's able to drag his hard-on out of its tight confines and slap it down across her face. Natsuki's breath hitches, and she eagerly grabs at his cock, taking it in her delicate, feminine hands and sliding her creamy smooth palms back and forth across his member.

Alan groans in appreciation, and spurred on by his reaction, Natsuki tries to take him into her mouth, right then and there. But he stops her, his hand coming down atop her head and his fingers lacing through her pink locks as he holds her in place for a moment.

"Natsuki... what does a good little girl say?"

Blushing furiously, but clearly immensely aroused by this point, Natsuki bats her eyelashes up at him as she licks her lips.

"Thank you, daddy~"

Alan just smiles and nods, and Natsuki practically lunges forward, opening her small mouth as wide as she can to inhale him down her throat. She always does this, and it never fails to make her gag or choke on his sizable member. Alan stares down at her in fond exasperation, but Natsuki doesn't let a little gurgling as his cock tickles the back of her throat stop her.

This is what happens when a girl learns all about sex from hentai doujins, to be perfectly honest. Nestled among all her manga, Alan had found more than a few erotic pieces, filled with all sorts of kinks. It was no wonder then, that Natsuki thought blowjobs were supposed to be violent, fast-paced affairs with lots of drool and tears and what not involved for the one sucking the cock. He'd tried to tell her otherwise, but she'd just stared at him blankly until he'd given it up as a lost cause.

"Gagkh! Gagkh! Gagkh!

Regardless, if she enjoys it, who is he to stop her? As she manages to take more and more of his length down her small throat, Natsuki slides one hand to the base of his cock for support, and then the other down between her legs. Soon enough, her muffled moans and mewls, interspersed around her gagging are reverberating up the length of his cock as her hand goes under her skirt and past her panties, and her fingers sink deep into her cunt, which can only be sopping wet by this point, judging by how flushed and hot and bothered she looks.

Alan, meanwhile, just lets her do her thing. This is her 'reward', after all, so he leaves the pace up to her, even as Natsuki picks the fastest she can possibly force herself to maintain. His hand remains on top of her head, and the other soon joins the first, but he just grips gently at her pink locks, not seeking to control the tempo, or anything like that.

Even still, it's not long before he's getting close.

"F-Fuck, baby doll... it's coming. Your cream is coming!"

Natsuki eagerly heeds his warning call, quickly moving to pull back down the length of his cock. She manages to get just the tip of his member between her lips, and she sucks on it most noisily, slurping and lapping at him, until finally, Alan erupts. His seed explodes out of his cockhead and fills Natsuki's mouth to the brim in moments, causing her cheeks to chipmunk out rather adorably, even as she goes cross-eyed, staring at his cock with the utmost concentration.

Bit by bit, Natsuki swallows his cum. A tiny amount slips out the side of her mouth, but the rest goes right down her gullet, into her tummy. She drinks every last drop, and when she's done and his cockhead pops free of her suctioned down lips, she brings up her thumb and scoops what leaked out back into her waiting maw.

Alan watches her with fond amusement, even as she immediately looks to his cock, licking her lips all over again. She dives down his length once more, but this is no attempt at repeating what they just did. No, this is a quick once-over, her tongue and her throat and her lips working every inch of his shaft over to clean him of anything save for her saliva. When she finally pulls back, none of the mess from his release remains on his member.

But he is still hard. Something that Natsuki seems very excited by. Alan watches as his 'baby doll' stands up, and he watches as she turns around and bends over the nearest desk, which happens to be the one she was sat on just a little while ago, during their makeout session. Reaching back behind her, Natsuki flips her skirt up onto her back and then pulls down her panties to show off her cute, pale behind.

It's not the first time Alan has seen it, of course, just as it's not the first time he's seen the glistening wet quim nestled between her creamy thighs, which even now Natsuki is holding open with her fingers as she looks back at him and bites her lower lip enticingly.

"Please, daddy... please give it to me. I want it soooo bad~"

Alan chuckles, and steps up to the place. His hands come down on Natsuki's narrow hips, and he grips firmly, but not so tightly as to bruise her. He knows from experience that Natsuki bruises easily, and he has no desire to mimic her ACTUAL father. Regardless, he brings his cockhead up to Natsuki's slit, and he teases her flowering opening for a few moments, cocking his head to the side as the pinkette moans profusely.

"Hm, you ask a lot, baby doll... but I can never say not to you, now can I?"

He thrusts in before she can get a chance to respond, and Natsuki cries out in a rather delicious manner instead, orgasming around his cock IMMEDIATELY as his length slides through her slick insides like a knife through butter. He fills her to the brim, and then he pulls out only to do it again. Thrusting into the slight girl with all his might, Alan rocks the desk that Natsuki is currently bent over, slamming her into it with great force, again and again.

He never can hold himself back, once he's inside of her. She's just so tight, so hot, so wet... so very, VERY inviting. And she never once tells him to stop or relax or slow down. Instead, if anything, Natsuki begs for it harder. But this time, there's an added flavor to her begging.

"Yes! Yes, yes, YES! Fuck me, daddy! Please don't stop! Harder! Plow your baby doll harder, daddy!"

It's not his fetish, but it's also not one that upsets him, in any way. If it makes Natsuki happy to call him her daddy, at least in private, then that's alright by him. He'll do this for her, because he loves her. He loves all of the Literature Club and knows that they all deserve whatever he can offer them. So, he does as Natsuki says and 'plows his baby doll harder'. He plows her right into next week, fucking Natsuki through orgasm after orgasm, until eventually words fail her altogether, and she becomes completely incoherent and unintelligible in her words.

In the end, he fills Natsuki with his seed as she mumbles and begs for him to do so, face down on the desk, completely tuckered out. It's almost cute, watching her body jolt and jerk tiredly one last time as he cums inside of her, his ejaculate pumping into her womb and making her orgasm around his cock once more.

Then, they're done, and he's pulling out of her. However, before he can collect her up into his arms for a hug, Natsuki proves to have one last well of strength left within her. Where it comes from, Alan couldn't say, but not for the first time that day, he finds himself staring down at the pinkette as she falls to her knees before him, still visibly exhausted, but also visibly needing this from the looks of things. She takes his cock, this time messy with both his AND her sexual fluids, and once more licks him clean, slurping the entirety of his length free of his cum and her pussy juices.

Only once she's done does she slump back against the desk, panting breathlessly, her flat chest rising and falling with her heavy breathing.

"D-Did I do good, daddy?"

Alan chuckles and slides his hand through Natsuki's hair, petting her this time as she nuzzles into his palm.

"You did fantastic, baby doll."

Whatever Natsuki might have said in response is lost by the sudden buzzing coming from over by their bookbags, across the room. Lifting an eyebrow, Alan leaves the pinkette to collect herself, even as he moves over and pulls his phone out. However, the buzzing wasn't just a text for him, it was too loud to only be one phone. Natsuki comes over as well and gets her phone too.

They open up the text message from Monika at the same time and share an amused glance before showing one another the exact same photo on each of their screens. It's a picture of a naked Monika, wearing nothing more than a collar attached to a leash, which she's holding up in her hand, proffered out to them as if asking them to take it.

Lifting an eyebrow as he grins in amusement, Alan looks over at Natsuki, who is staring down at the picture and licking her lips, clearly provoked, just as Monika intended.

"Ready to be Mistress Natsuki again?"

She glances over at him... and grins wickedly.

"You know what, Master Alan? I think I am."

Though, even as they're gathering up their things in preparation to run home together and play with their sex pet, Natsuki leans in close and gives Alan a kiss on the cheek as she whispers her thanks in his ear.

"Thank you... I needed that."

Smiling as he intertwines his fingers in her own and walks Natsuki out the door while holding hands, something he intends to do all the way home, Alan just smiles and nods, squeezing her small hand in his in a comforting fashion.

"Any time, Natsuki. Any time."

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