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After disappearing for a week, having been carried off by Adam mid-marathon fuck session, Marie Rose came back to school...different. The fiery petite girl with aspirations of being a maid, skilled in martial arts, was still there, but a great deal of her brain had been rearranged by endless rounds of passing out and getting pounded.

On that Tuesday, she had walked out of school locked in a full nelson, squealing as Adam ravaged her tiny pussy with his giant dick. Next Monday, she walked in holding lightly onto his arms, all smiles and affection for the man who was clearly now her lover.

She still thought he was arrogant, stupid, crude, meatheaded...but living without his dick simply wasn't an option anymore. It wasn't hard to get her assigned, in the school's systems, as his personal fucktoy. Plenty of girls ended up assigned to men with whom they showed high compatibility, and the images of her coated head to toe in his sperm, tied in pretzels, and passed out drooling on his floor made it obvious to the faculty that this was a match. It became official: Adam could keep fucking other girls if he pleased, but Marie Rose now belonged exclusively to him.

Clearly, his brother hadn't been slacking either. A certain class president, renowned for her beauty, grace and pale skin, had been dealing with his advances for a few weeks now as well. Elsa was unquestioningly the queen of the school - even if she didn't look it as Adam and Marie rounded a corner and bumped into the other pair.

"Oh, hey! Umm...Saten, right?" Marie Rose had to concentrate for that one. More than a little of her previously sharp brain had melted into mush after the tenth time she had passed out, and the third day of eating nothing but cum for sustenance. "Sorry if we were too loud this past, um...week. And Elsa, hi! How's it going?"

Agents being sent to undermine Madam Helena and steal information wasn't a strange occurrence for Marie. Helena, and DOATEC in general, had a lot of enemies - it was why she employed girls like Marie, or bulky mercenaries like Bayman, and why she was a martial artist herself. That kind of protection, alongside the more traditional alarms and guards, had meant that Adam and Saten's attempts at subterfuge had never stood a chance.

Getting double-teamed by the two giant men right there in the prison cell, when she was supposed to be interrogating them...that was unexpected. Even more unexpected? How completely she had fallen for Adam, now a fellow servant under DOATEC's protection. Loyalty in exchange for his life kept him there, no doubt, but Marie warming his bed made the whole thing a lot more palatable. Even when Marie slept in her own bed, she usually wasn't alone long before Adam jumped in and mercilessly assaulted her.

(She might feel bad about picking Adam so clearly over Saten, but it was okay. Judging by the slaps, moans and screams from Helena's private quarters, he'd found his own warm holes to console himself with.)

Leaving her bedroom in just a tank top and shorts, Marie felt her legs still wobbling from last night's attentions. She padded her way softly through to the kitchen of the employee quarters, stopping at the sink to fill up a glass of water. Even with all her martial arts training, she was exhausted. Every day was a harsh fuck marathon since he had arrived...and judging from how much her heart throbbed whenever he was around, Marie knew she'd never say no, no matter how greedy Adam might get with her body. Even the knowledge that he was only into her because she was a 'loli' didn't dampen that feeling.

"Geez...this is really bad," Marie sighed, speaking under her breath. "Madam Helena's gonna start getting really mad if my work slacks off any more."