My Real Darling (My Dress-Up Darling)

My Real Darling (My Dress-Up Darling)

A/N: My Real Darling was a commissioned one shot originally written back in February of 2022. Posting it up here and now for people to enjoy!

Summary: In which a young man is so obsessed with Marin Kitagawa that he manages to literally summon her into his world.

Themes: Loving Sex, Breeding, Anal Sex

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The first thing he does after getting home from work is head to his room and boot up his computer. Within five minutes, Aaron has his dick in one hand while the other remains on his mouse, navigating through a lewd image search of his current obsession. My Dress-Up Darling was currently taking the world by storm ever since the anime came out back in January. And because of that, so many fresh smut artists were taking a crack at My Dress-Up Darling's TRUE main character, Marin Kitagawa.

Of course, Aaron wasn't like all those fair weather fans who had only shown up to express appreciation for the property after it got turned into an anime. He'd been obsessed with Marin since the manga first came out back in 2018! As evidenced by just how much... paraphernalia his bedroom was filled with. There were Marin Kitagawa posters, Marin Kitagawa wall scrolls, Marin Kitagawa figurines, even a Marin Kitagawa dakimakura!

He had it all, with some of it being custom stuff that he'd had commissioned back when My Dress-Up Darling wasn't as popular as it was now. In that regard, Aaron supposed he had to admit defeat. Or rather, acknowledge that the growing popularity of the show was in fact in his favor. Sure, it'd led to a lot of cheap knock-off merchandise being put on the market, but among all of the chaff was a few choice pieces here and there, and with his eye for quality, Aaron had been sure to snatch them right up!

Surrounded by Marin Kitagawa Merchandise, stroking his cock to lewd images of Marin Kitagawa online, Aaron lets out a soft sigh. He's in love with the silky blonde protagonist of My Dress-Up Darling. He wants nothing more than for the trendy young woman to be... to be real. Unfortunately, he knows deep down inside that will never be a reality.

Even with so many cosplayers taking up the challenge thanks to the anime's popularity, even with so many fake Marin Kitagawa's running around, it's not the same. They're not the real deal. For the same reason he hasn't actually gone through with the temptation of hiring an escort to dress up like Marin for a night with him, he can't truly enjoy the cosplayers, even the lewd ones, in full. Not while knowing they'll never be the real Marin.

Does that make him pathetic? Maybe. But is it truly pathetic, to wish that the world was a little bit more than it actually was? Fuck, he was a Millennial. His entire life had been one crisis after another. The world was going to hell in a handbasket, and there was quite literally nothing he could do about it because the old fucks at the top of the pyramid had already decided they were going to live forever, or as close to it as they could manage, and were holding onto the reins as tightly as possible while kicking down into the heads of anyone stupid enough to try to climb up to take their place.

Aaron didn't have any real ambitions; he didn't want to be at the top of the pyramid. He just wanted his own slice of it to be a little nicer, as close to heaven as possible. Was that too much to ask? Was it too much to ask for a miracle?

His cock still in his hand, Aaron feels somewhat despondent as he stares at the lewd, well-drawn artwork of Marin Kitagawa... and speaks from his heart.

"Fuck... I wish you were real."

There's a beat of silence, before he cringes. That might have been the silliest thing he'd ever said out loud. He didn't LOOK like a NEET after all. No one at work knew about his obsession with Marin. He was perfectly capable of going around as a functioning member of society. Mostly because he knew not to say things like that out loud.

It was fine though, he was in the privacy of his own home, alone. No one had heard him, no one had-

Aaron's computer chair is suddenly spun around, and he can't help the girlish shriek that leaves his throat as he finds himself face to face with a home intruder. For all of a moment, his life flashes before his eyes... and then he looks a little closer, and wonders if he's hit his head and is hallucinating or something.

"... M-Marin?!"

If he is hallucinating, it's the most realistic hallucination that he's ever experienced, because there she is. The one who turned his computer chair around is a young woman, and that young woman is a slim, tall girl with dark pink eyes and light skin. Her silky blonde hair has citrus orange tips and reaches down to her hips.

Wearing a white-button shirt tied off at her waist, along with a navy blue tie and a plaid skirt, she also sports a black choker around her neck, even as she gives him her signature greeting, a peace sign.

"That's right, it's me!"

Marin Kitagawa, the girl of his dreams, the woman he's obsessed over for years... is standing in front of him now in the flesh. Aaron's mouth opens and closes a few times, but no words come out, prompting a giggle from Marin as her eyes twinkle with mischief and merriment.

"You wished me into existence, Aaron! Your love for me was so great that you made me real! I'm all yours!"

Seriously?! This sort of thing didn't happen outside of anime, did it?! Before Aaron can even begin to process and react to this, Marin leans forward and pulls him into a deep, DEEP kiss. The smooch is a sizable one, their lips smashing together, and Marin's tongue slipping into his mouth to swirl around a bit as she collects his saliva, swapping spit with him for a moment in a messy, short makeout session before pulling back.

Aaron still can't get it together, especially not after a kiss like that. Marin just giggles some more, gives him another wink, and then drops to her knees in front of him. He finally comes back to himself as she takes his cock from his own slack grip, placing both of her hands on it and stroking it up and down at a growing pace.

"Wow, you've got a really big, girthy dick Aaron. I'm going to love being your girlfriend, aren't I?"

That gets through the shock, his eyes widening as he chokes on his own spit (and a bit of Marin's at this point) to gaze down at her.

"G-Girlfriend?"

Smirking, Marin just bobs her head.

"Well... if that's what you want to call me. I exist only to please you, so if you want me to be your sex doll or fuck toy, that's fine too~"

"... N-No! No, girlfriend sounds great..."

Marin's smirk grows into a full-fledged grin, as if she knew he'd say that. Which to be fair, she probably did? If he'd actually managed to summon her into existence via his love for her, then she would already have known that his feelings for her went far beyond the intimate and carnal. He didn't just want a sex doll of Marin, or a fuck toy... once again, he could have hired a cosplay escort for that sort of thing.

No, he wanted the real deal, and not just to fuck, but to love and cherish and... holy shit, this was actually happening, wasn't it?

Cooing over his sizable girth, Marin nuzzles her cheek against it, her grin only growing wider like she can read his mind or something as she gazes up at him. There's an impish sort of delight in her dark pink eyes, which Aaron belatedly thinks are contacts, if he's remembering correctly. But alongside that impish delight is adoration, devotion, and more love for him personally than he can remember anyone in his entire life showing him before now.

... Maybe it's a trap. Maybe magic IS real, but this is the bad kind of magic, and he's somehow let a demon who's taken the appearance of Marin into his world, where she's about to suck out his soul and-

Marin takes his cock in her mouth, and Aaron's momentary fretting falls to the wayside as he decides he ultimately doesn't fucking care. It certainly feels like she's sucking his soul out of his dick, from the way she slowly, languidly slurps at it, her tongue swirling around his cock before her pink lips descend down his shaft, smearing lipstick all over his length.

But he doesn't die or anything, so probably no soul-sucking involved... yet, at least. No, it just feels really, REALLY fucking good, and it's all Aaron can do to cling to the arms of his computer chair as Marin bobs up and down on his cock, the gorgeous blonde taking him further and further and smearing more and more of her lipstick onto his shaft as she goes.

At a certain point, there's more of her pink lipstick on his dick than there is left on her lips. Just as Aaron is noting this however, Marin abruptly pulls off of his cock and gives him another wink... as she reaches down into her cleavage and pulls out a tube of pink lipstick, reapplying it to her lips right there on the spot. Watching her do that might just be one of the sexiest things Aaron has ever seen, and it takes every ounce of willpower not to ruin things right then and there by cumming all over her face.

Instead, he thinks of baseball and mathematics and a dozen other unsexy things to try and quell his rising release, even as Marin finishes with her lipstick, gives him another sexy wink, and then continues the blowjob, smearing even MORE pink across his shaft.

This cycle continues for a bit longer, about ten minutes of Aaron had to guess, with Marin reapplying her lipstick twice more. Each time it's harder to contain himself then the last though, and when she wraps her pink lips around his cock AGAIN, he groans and calls out to her in warning.

"Marin! I'm about to cum!"

He just wants to give her notice. Truth be told, Aaron has no idea what she'll do with the knowledge. He's nevertheless still surprised when she takes his warning and runs with it, bobbing up and down on his cock even FASTER than before, until with another loud groan, he bucks his hips. Prepared for him, Marin has her lips wrapped around the head of his cock as he begins to cum, and without missing a beat, she starts to swallow his seed.

It's honestly rather graceful, in Aaron's eyes. She doesn't allow a single drop of his cum to escape her mouth, her lips suctioned tightly around his bulbous cockhead, and her eyes twinkling with delight as she gazes up at him, her hands on his shaft to milk him of the rest of his load. His balls eventually empty out, and he stops cumming as Marin swallows the last mouthful of his seed.

Pulling back off of his cock with a pop, they both watch him go flaccid, his member going soft. Aaron stares down at it, and then up at Marin... not sure what to expect next. He half-wonders if this is it, if he just wished her into existence for one wild ride or hallucinated her in the midst of his masturbation session. Now that he'd cum, would she suddenly disappear, with him realizing it'd all been a dream or something? Would his cum actually be all over the floor?

But no... no, Marin remains right where she is, and after a moment of staring at his flaccid cock, she looks up at him and smiles brightly.

"Don't worry, Aaron! As your girlfriend, I can fix this!"

Hopping to her feet, he grabs the bottom of her white shirt for a moment and does this cute little wiggle, swaying back and forth as she smiles perversely.

Marin squeaks, as his dick pushes up through her hymen. She quivers and trembles for a moment... but continues on all the same, pushing herself further down. She's insistent on getting the rest of him inside of her, on impaling herself fully on his cock. Aaron can only watch as she wiggles and squirms the whole way down, until finally... she's done it.

She's more out of it then he's ever seen her yet, by that point. There's still a twinkle in her eyes, and an impish little smile on her lips, but her face is bright red and flushed, and her eyes are heavily lidded as she pants just as heavily, her entire body trembling from the sensation. Feeling... obligated to reassure her, Aaron brings his hands up to her hips, rubbing soothing circles into her flesh with his thumbs.

"You're doing amazing, Marin. Absolutely amazing."

Her lidded eyes widen and for a moment, it seems he's been the one to catch HER off guard for once. Then, the moment passes, and she begins to ride him. Aaron can't help but groan in pleasure yet again, even as Marin shows her appreciation for his words in the most direct way possible... by bouncing up and down on his dick faster and faster by the moment.

Maybe she always would have been this enthusiastic. Maybe she always would have ridden him this hard. But as Aaron hangs onto her hips for dear life and does nothing but lay back and enjoy her efforts, he doesn't quite think that's the case. Indeed, he's more inclined to think that it was his words that spurred her on like this, that prompted her to just... start going crazy on his dick.

As her pussy walls clench down along his shaft, he's grateful that he's already cum three times, because otherwise he feels like he might have jizzed the moment she impaled herself upon his member. Instead, his hard, throbbing cock is nowhere near ready to cum, not yet at least.

Meanwhile, Marin's last garment (not counting her cute choker) is beginning to give up the ghost. She's still wearing her bikini top, but the pace at which she's fucking herself upon Aaron's cock is much too fast for the top to stay in place. Her tits are bouncing up and down just as hard and fast as she is, and the more they do so, the more they begin to slip out of her bikini top.

The first couple of times Marin notices this, she reaches up and slows down for half a moment to fix her top. It's an unconscious effort, one she barely seems to realize she's doing. Only on the third time it starts to happen, does Marin's brain manage to push through the pleasurable fog that's fallen over her mind, as she realizes... the bikini top served its purpose a while ago. There's no point in it any more.

Reaching back, she undoes her top and tosses it to the side, letting her tits free to bounce around more wildly than ever before. After that, there is no more hesitation, no more slowdowns. Marin doesn't let anything else distract her, not even when Aaron moves his hands from her hips up to her breasts, groping and squeezing them to his heart's content in a way he's always fantasized about doing.

All of these fantasies coming true... and the best part is, reality has so far proven to be SO much better than fantasy. As her pussy walls clench down around his cock, as she cums from his big fat dick inside of her and his hands on her tits, Aaron groan... and finds himself cumming too. Once again, he doesn't let out a warning, but then, this Marin was made for him. He wished her into existence. Which means she HAS to want the same things he does, right?

And so, he cums inside of her without worry, filling Marin Kitagawa's womb with his seed. Freezing up, Marin collapses forward onto his chest for a moment, panting heavily as he stares up at the ceiling in wonder. Then, after a beat, she speaks.

"You know, darling... it's a very risky day for me..."

Her tone is emotionless, and for a moment Aaron freezes, thinking he's fucked up. But then Marin lifts herself up and begins gyrating her hips as she gives him a shit-eating grin.

"So don't think we're done just yet! I wanna make sure we make a cute Chibi before we're done, Aaron!"

His fears are washed away and Aaron grins right back. He was right, she DOES want what he wants. After all, what more could any man want, then the chance to start a family?

They fuck for hours, just to be sure, and Aaron... Aaron loses track of how many times he cums inside of his new girlfriend. Marin takes his loads again and again with eager gusto, until finally she's COMPLETELY drained him dry, and no amount of effort manages to get him hard again.

Even then, she cuddles up against him, repeatedly whispering 'wuv you' to him as she plants kisses all over various parts of his body, leaving pink lipstick marks everywhere she goes. She continuously reapplies her lipstick whenever needed, as well as throwing in some deep kisses here and there before returning to marking every inch of his body.

He might be spent in carnal matters, but that doesn't mean Aaron isn't enjoying himself immensely. He never ever wants this to end.

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Aaron wakes up to the smell of good cooking filling his nostrils, and a smile stretches across his face as he slowly rises from his bed. It's been a few months now since that day. The day when his entire world had been turned on its head, in the most amazing way possible. Everything had changed that day.

Even his room has changed. Gone is all of the Marin Kitagawa paraphernalia. He hadn't needed it anymore, not when he had the real deal. Marin had taken it upon herself to reorganize the house, so now the bedroom was just a bedroom for the two of them. Another room had been converted into an office, where he had his computer and one figurine to remind him of how they got together.

If it had just stopped at that, he would have been happy, but Marin... Marin was honestly too good for him. She'd pushed him hard every day, to value himself and his life more than he'd been doing before. There was a reason he needed that home office after all. He'd quit his dead-end service industry job, and now worked for home, making ten times minimum wage for half of the effort.

... To be fair, he'd been very motivated to turn his life around. For the first time in his life, he'd had ambitions. Marin had given him those. She'd given him a reason to strive for something greater, to thrive rather than just survive.

Making his way out of the bedroom and down the hallway, he finds Marin in the kitchen. His lovely wife (they'd gotten married a month ago) is humming to herself as she hustles and bustles around the kitchen, wearing nothing but a Kiss the Cook Apron. Her naked apron is almost as hot as her swimsuit modeling, and Aaron admires Marin's shapely behind for a moment, even as she works hard at the stove to cook their breakfast.

Moving into place behind her, he grabs her by the hips, startling her as she coos for a moment.

"Oh! Good morning, husband~"

"Good morning, wife~"

Aaron all but growls the greetings into her ear, making Marin giggle as she reaches back and caresses one of his cheeks.

"Wuv you!"

"Wuv you too."

Pushing her hips back in his direction, she makes her desire obvious. Aaron, suffering from a case of morning wood, wastes no time in pulling his hard cock from the confines of his boxers. He slaps his dick down between her ass cheeks and hot dogs her ass for a moment, even as his hands slide around from her hips to up under her apron.

One hand goes to her bust, giving one of her enlarged, oh so sensitive breasts a squeeze. Marin moans at his touch, shimmying needily. His other hand goes to her belly... her pregnant belly, the baby bump more and more noticeable by the day. He'd knocked her up, that first night. Gotten her pregnant with his big fat cock and copious amounts of seed.

"Go ahead, darling~ My ass is all yours!"

Moving his hands back from her front to her buttocks, Aaron pulls her ass cheeks apart to reveal the butt plug sticking out of her back door. With a chuckle, he slowly pulls it free, revealing her perfectly clean anus, lubricated and glistening and all ready for him. It's safer to fuck her anally with how far she is along at this point, and so Aaron does so, slowly but surely penetrating Marin from behind.

His wife, meanwhile, continues cooking breakfast, even as he takes her anally. She moans throatily but doesn't let that stop her from her task. Marin had settled into the role of housewife with ease, eager to be his pregnant, bare-foot little wife who kept his home and took care of his household for him, while they started a family together and he provided for them and their coming child.

Of course, she was still Marin, which meant every night was another dress-up night, every day she was looking for new cosplay. She'd asked for an allowance, but with his current job paying so well, he'd just given her a credit card and told her to go wild. After all, the outfits she ended up wearing each night were all just as spectacular as the show.

She even had something of an online following. Nothing lewd. She wasn't on OnlyFans or anything like that. While some of it was as risqué as her pictures in the show had sometimes gotten, it was all very tastefully done. She kept the lewd stuff for him, and every single night it was like a brand new fantasy being played out in real life for him.

Thrusting in and out of Marin's ass with a bit more strength now, he bounces her back and forth on his cock, making her coo and moan in equal measure. Under her breath, as she finishes plating their breakfast, she's murmuring 'wuv you, wuv you, wuv you' to him constantly, which only spurs him on further. He does slow down, however, when he sees that she has breakfast fully prepared.

He doesn't pull out though, not all the way. Instead, once she has the plates securely held aloft in her hands, they do a little mutual shimmying and begin to walk over to the dining table with him still buried in her ass. One foot in front of the other, they soon make it over there, where Marin sets down both plates of food in front of the chair at the head of the table.

Understanding what she wants well enough, Aaron grins and sits down at the table, with her coming with him. Still anally impaled on his cock, Marin ends up sat in his lap, his pregnant waifu in the flesh, and as he slowly bounces her up and down on his cock, she feeds him by hand, eating from her own plate as well as they enjoy a nice, sunny breakfast together.

It's a wonderful start to the day, to be sure. And Aaron knows beyond a shadow of a doubt that it's only going to get better from here.

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