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bovine-providence · 3 years ago

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Bedroom Bull-Riding

Melone x fem!Reader x Illuso

After an unfortunate run-in with a stand user on a mission, [Y/N] has been turned into a hucow. Luckily, Illuso and Melone are here to help...

[A/N: this is a purely self-indulgent crack fic (at 4.1k words…) I wrote for myself. If your opinion of me changes, I wholly understand. For what it’s worth, the working title was “Hucow Crack Fic.”]

Minors, DNI. CWs under the cut.

[CW: transformation, hucow, praise kink, pet names, light degradation, some humiliation, threesome (MMF), lactation, cum eating, tittyfucking, spitroasting, double penetration (in one hole), breeding kink]

You stumble into La Squadra’s base, trying to hide yourself as best you could, your jacket shielding your head. You had gotten the target, but you weren’t able to account for his accomplice, which led to your current predicament.

“Hey, [Y/N], you’re back! Come join us!” you hear Formaggio yell from the sitting room.

“Can’t, I gotta report to Risotto!” you call back, trying not to sound frantic. But damn it all, it seems luck was not on your side tonight.

“I’m in here,” you hear Risotto rumble from the sitting room. You bite your lip, and slowly trudge over, where it seems a couple of your teammates already were. Risotto was sitting in his usual armchair, while Formaggio sprawled across one of the sofas. You also notice Melone, tapping away on his laptop, as Illuso looked over his shoulder in interest; they were likely finding information on a new target. While you’re grateful that most of the team were away, you know that the three sitting with your capo were bound to share news of your predicament quickly.

“Well, there’s some good news and bad news,” you mumble from your place at the doorway, the wall partially concealing your body. “The good news is, the target is dead. The bad news is…” you step around the corner, “he had an accomplice, who got away. His buddy’s stand did this.”

There was a moment of silence as your present teammates processed what they were seeing. Your body, which was already on the plumper side, was now a bit thicker, and horns similar to a cow’s protruded from your head. Your ears had lengthened to be like those of a cow’s as well.

“Merda,” you hear Melone whisper quietly to himself, and Formaggio was beginning to sit up in interest.

“I think the guy’s stand has to do with constellations or something, because he mentioned Zodiac and I’m now part cow, and it’s the time Taurus is in the sky and all,” you ramble, very self-conscious of your current state. Risotto sighs and gestures for you to sit down. Seeing an available couch, you do so.

“So what are we gonna do?” Formaggio inquires. “We can’t just have [Y/N] running around like that, as hot as it would be.” He glances at you. “No offense.”

“None taken,” you sigh, wrapping your arms around yourself. “I don’t really wanna be seen like this.”

“We’ll have to kill or at least capture the stand user who did this,” Risotto decides. He eyes you, face betraying no emotion. “Were you able to get a name? Something to help us get some information on the man who did this?” When you nod, Melone grabs his laptop and makes his way over to you.

“If you can tell me anything about him, we may be able to find the guy with Babyface,” he explains, sitting close to you. It’s subtle, but you don’t quite miss his glance at your unusually full breasts, nor the way he quickly licks his lips.

“Sure, that might be our only option,” you sigh, and begin recounting any relevant information, looking at the screen on Babyface. At this time, Formaggio and Risotto begin to discuss who could be free to add this new target to their schedules, with Illuso commenting from time to time.

Eventually, your become absorbed enough in helping Melone that you don’t think much of it when Risotto and Formaggio leave for their own errands and tasks, leaving you with Illuso and Melone. You don’t notice Illuso eyeing you closely, nor when his eyes widen. You do, however, notice when he saunters over to the couch you’re seated upon with Melone.

“Bella, I don’t mean to make you feel more… vulnerable than you already do,” he begins, sitting down on the other side of you from Melone, “but you may want to check your shirt…”

You glance down, and immediately feel your face heating up as you cover yourself as best you could.

“What the fuck?” you squeak in embarrassment. It seemed that an unfortunate side effect of being part cow through this stand involved lactation.

“Di molto…” you hear Melone murmur under his breath before he coughs. “While this is certainly unusual, perhaps I can be of service. Bovine and human biology are relatively similar, so there’s certainly something that can be done for us to help.”

“I just wanna hide from everything,” you groan, feeling your ears flick as you sink inside yourself. You miss the glance Melone and Illuso share above your head at this turn of events.

“We can certainly arrange for that,” Illuso whispers in your ear. You perk up slightly. “Want me to take you into the mirror world while we… help you with your situation?” You nod, looking up at him shyly.

“Then let’s go,” Melone purrs into your other ear. A shiver runs down your spine at his words, and the two men help you up as Illuso leads you and the lilac-haired man to the mirror on the wall of the sitting room.

You feel the soothing sensation of passing through the mirror; it’s akin to entering water in a pool for the first time.

“Why don’t we do this in your room for comfort?” Melone suggests.

“Yeah, that’d… that’d be nice,” you mumble. You’re quickly directed up the stairs and into your room by your two teammates. Sitting down on the bed, you look up at them.

“So what should be done about… this?” you ask bashfully, gesturing at your chest. Your breasts, which were already on the larger side, are veritably huge now from your transformation, and were leaking milk through your near-soaked shirt. Melone bent down and gently presses against one of your breasts; you wince at the soft tap, feeling a sting of pain from the contact.

“Oh, amore, it seems you’re backed up. We’d need to get the milk out to relieve the pressure,” Melone sighs sympathetically. You don’t miss his hungry gaze, nor Illuso’s lick of his lips.

Honestly, you’ve always found the two attractive, but had never had the confidence to really test out the waters of asking either of them out. You flirt with them as easily as they do with you, but it never occurred to you that they were genuinely interested. But now, well… if they were willing to ‘help’ you in your current state, you’d like to see how far the apparently mutual attraction went.

“Mel, Lulu… would you two be willing to help… relieve me?” you ask softly, fluttering your eyelashes as you look up at them.

“Well, when you put it that way…” Illuso growls, and then they’re both flanking you on your bed, Melone to your right and Illuso to your left. Hands lift off your top as Illuso begins making out with you and Melone sucks a love bite into your neck. The two work together to help remove your bra, and they pull back to see your engorged tits.

“You look delicious,” Melone murmurs. Illuso reaches out and gently cups your left breast; squeezing lightly, the three of you watch as the milk spurts out a bit. The action seems to send the two into a frenzy, and Illuso guides you to lay on your back as he and Melone latch onto the nipple nearest to each and begin to suckle from you.

It feels heavenly. You feel the pressure releasing as your milk flows into their mouths, the room filled with the sounds of slurps and moans. You weave your hands into their hair, lightly tugging, encouraging them to continue.

“Cazzo, bella, your milk tastes divine,” Melone pulls back long enough to gasp out, before returning to the nipple he’s on. Illuso is gripping your thigh, and you can feel his hand creeping up, but you can barely think anything of it when the two men’s treatment of your breasts are giving you bliss.

But Illuso is insistent, and when Melone catches on to what he’s doing, they pull back to tug your pants off. You yelp at the sudden movement, but you’re quickly left in your panties as the men resume their attack on your tits. You now feel not just pleasure from having your milk drank, but Melone is rubbing your clit over your underwear as Illuso strokes the damp spot covering your labia. It’s all so fucking hot, and your moans become more and more shrill and whiny.

Soon, the pressure in your breasts has lessened considerably, and Illuso and Melone pull back from touching you; you’re still leaking milk, but it’s gone down to a trickle. They’re both complete messes; panting, your milk dribbling from the corners of their mouths, and they’re looking at you for more.

“How are you feeling, bella?” Melone pants, eyeing your near-completely naked body. You’re sweating, and similarly messy like them. You lick your lips as you glance between the two of them.

“Better, but… I could always go for more, if you two are down,” you murmur. They grin at you wickedly.

“Of course; anything for you, principessa,” Illuso purrs, as he begins to pull off his top. Melone is tugging his jumpsuit off as well, and you can’t miss the bulges that are pressed against the front of their pants. You don’t realize you’re staring so openly until Melone addresses it.

“Like what you see?” he asks you, smirking. You nod, and as the two finish undressing completely, Illuso crawls over to you.

“Bella ragazza,” he mutters as he begins to tug your panties off, the offending article sticking to you from the copious slick you’ve been leaking. “So lovely, opening yourself up to us. Just like that, amore, and we’ll make sure you see heaven.” You bite your lip at his words. Melone appears in your vision, leaning down to begin sucking hickeys all over your chest, reaching a hand to stroke your horns. You whimper.

“You like that, amore?” he asks teasingly, stroking the base of your horns again. You whine at the contact, nuzzling into his hand the best you could. Melone keeps up with his stroking and returns to nibbling and sucking on your chest.

You can’t forget about Illuso, though, not when he’s removed your panties and has dived down to explore your exposed pussy with his mouth.

“L-Lulu!” you gasp, attempting to buck into him. He’s holding you down though, one arm wrapped around your thigh as the other holds you down over your stomach. You feel his tongue circling your clit, and you whine pathetically, trying to squirm closer into his mouth; he just presses you down into the bed further.

The two continue like that, using their mouths and hands to suck and nibble and grope you. It’s overwhelming in the most delicious way. When Illuso shifts so his hand is still on your stomach but he can press his other against your slit, you whimper.

“Be good for us, bella ragazza,” he murmurs into your folds as he dips two fingers into you. Melone stops his oral assault on your breasts and stomach, which are now littered with hickeys, and begins to feverishly make out with you. His hands stroke your horns and chest still.

You grab at Illuso’s hair, pushing him into your core, and your other hand is tangled into Melone’s, keeping him in place to keep making out with you. He swallows your pleasure-filled moans and whimpers, and you can feel him smile into the kisses.

Their combined efforts heat up your core, and you can feel an orgasm building up.

“Fuck, Lulu, that feels so good,” you whine breathlessly. Melone tweaks at your nipple, allowing a small amount of milk to release, and you clutch at him in response. Illuso increases the speed he thrusts his fingers into you, and how hard he sucks on your clit, and it sends you over the edge. With a cry, you tighten up, instinctively squeezing your thighs around Illuso’s head as you pull Melone close, panting as your orgasm rips through you. You’re breathless as you lay there. Lazily looking up, you see Illuso and Melone towering over you, lustful gazes in their eyes as they stroke their hard cocks.

“Think you can keep going, troia?” Melone mocks, licking his lips. You nod your head.

“Yeah, I think I can,” you say, an unspoken challenge on your lips. With that, the two men once again set into action.

Illuso shuffles to the head of your bed as Melone turns you onto your stomach. Pulling you into doggy style, his hands grip your hips tight as Illuso leans back into your pillows. He smirks down at you.

“[Y/N], you have such pretty tits,” he tells you. “I’ve always wanted to feel them around my cock.” Taking your horns in hand, he guides you until you’re practically kissing his abs while your tits sway low around his cock. Taking a hint, you grasp them and begin to rub them around his cock. He groans.

“Yeah, that’s it, mia bella puttana, just like that,” he groans. Your sweat and their spit from their earlier suckling makes it easy to slide his dick between your tits, and you tease the head of his cock with your tongue whenever it’s within reach. Illuso curses and grabs your horns, guiding your head lower to take more of his cock whenever it pokes out through your tits.

Throughout all this, Melone has been teasing your pussy, sliding his dick along the entrance and lubricating himself with your juices from your first orgasm. As he rubs himself against you, you can feel your pleasure building again.

“Oh Mel, please, please put it in,” you moan breathlessly. He chuckles in response.

“Since you asked so nicely, bella,” he answers, before thrusting in to the hilt. You gasp as you lurch into Illuso’s abs. Cursing, he simply holds you in place there.

“Just keep holding your tits like that, just like that, brava ragazza,” he pants, holding your head down by your horns. You do as he demands, and you can feel your milk beginning to leak out again. Your sheets are going to be ruined by the end of all this.

Melone has begun thrusting into you, slowly at first; but seeing how you thrust back to him, he speeds up his pace, deepening his strokes.

“You’re so tight around me, [Y/N], cazzo,” he mutters, tightening his grip. He begins to thrust harder until you feel like a human fleshlight for him, and you realize that you love being treated roughly by the two men.

“Oh god,” you moan, feeling your control lapse further as Illuso and Melone had their way with you, “please, just like that, please please please?”

Your begging has become a mantra, turning them on more. Melone begins rubbing your clit, ensuring you’ll reach your peak once again. You look up at Illuso, and, returning your gaze, he curses and speeds up until he cums, spilling all over your tits and face. Melone, watching this happen, feels himself lose control. With his grip tight enough to stop you from moving, his thrusts stutter until he coats your deliciously gummy walls with his seed, which sparks off your second orgasm. After filling you completely, he pulls out, and you collapse facedown onto the bed as he leans back on his knees.

The three of you stay like that for a moment, panting and sweaty. As you look back up, you realize that both of them are still hard.

“You two are…?” you question in disbelief.

Melone looks down, and smirks as he returns your gaze. “Maybe it’s in response to your pheromones announcing your fertility in your current form,” he states suggestively. “I’d say if that’s the case, then we have to keep assisting you.” He trades a sly grin with Illuso.

“Isn’t that what good teammates do, bella? Won’t you let us keep helping you?” the brunet man purrs into your ear; you blush, and nod in response.

“Well… if you two think that I need more help, who am I to turn you down?” you reply, biting your lip. You look over your shoulder between the two of them with half-lidded eyes.

“Excellent choice,” Illuso murmurs. Trading another look with Melone, they both nod. Illuso gently pulls you up until your back is pressed against his chest, displaying your hickey-riddled torso and cum-covered face and tits to Melone. The lilac-haired man reaches over and swipes a generous amount of cum off of a leaking tit onto his finger and offers it to you, which you accept gladly. The act turns the two on more.

“Hold still for me,” Illuso whispers into your ear, and you feel his dick poking at your entrance. Melone reaches down, and you realize he’s guiding Illuso’s dick into your hole as he sighs and you feel it push into you.

Melone sits back, stroking himself once more, as he watches Illuso thrust into you. Your expression was so erotic to him; hell, you were the epitome of lewdness as Illuso pulls your thighs further apart, showing off how deeply you were taking him. His arms hold yours back, keeping you helpless from covering yourself.

You throw your head back, resting it on Illuso’s shoulder as he thrusts shallowly into you. Your walls are still sensitive from your two previous orgasms, but his slowed pace and shallow thrusts make it tolerable. You sense movement and look up to see Melone shuffling in front of you.

“Mel, what are you…” he hushes you with a surprisingly gentle kiss, and places his hands on your thighs.

“Bella, pay attention, okay?” he murmurs sweetly, and you feel Illuso slow to a stop inside you. You try to look down, but can’t; your engorged tits are too big for you to see much, but god can you feel what’s happening.

You watch Melone as he looks down, admiring the sight of your stuffed pussy. He found it incredibly hot to see your overworked pussy stuffed with a cock and dripping his cum. He shifts one of his hands, running a thumb across your labia and settling onto your cute little clit, pressing it in. You gasp and moan wantonly and your thighs jerk in response, making him smirk. Melone shifts his hands once again until your labia are pulled away from your hole, showing him even more of Illuso’s cock stuffed inside you.

“Melone, stop playing around,” Illuso grits through his teeth.

“So impatient, caro,” Melone tuts, leaning forward to brush a playful nip across Illuso’s lips, which the other enthusiastically returns. Huh, you never would’ve guessed.

Melone returns his attention to your core and you feel him rub the tip of his dick against your clit, making you buck once more, before he begins pressing it against your hole. Your eyes widen.

“Wait, I’ve never-” you start, but a moan cuts you off. It’s so much pressure, but it feels so good! Melone chuckles as Illuso groans and nuzzles his face into your neck. It feels like heaven to all three of you. Melone bottoms out, and the three of you stay like that, adjusting to the new sensations. You’re shaking from it all, but you know you need more. Melone presses his chest against yours, breastmilk and cum smearing all over his own. You feel Illuso reach up and begin fondling your tits, and Melone leans down eagerly, latching onto a nipple. You moan as you watch, and feel, Illuso squeeze the breast Melone has attached himself to, and the sensation of milk flowing out and Melone’s lewd expression makes you buck your hips once more.

“Please, I need more,” you whimper, eliciting a chuckle from Illuso.

“Of course, principessa, whatever you want,” he murmurs, and the two men begin thrusting.

They alternate between who goes in and out, and it’s a myriad sensations of pleasure coursing through you. It’s a sensual overload of them thrusting inside you, groping your plump body, squeezing your tits, nipping and kissing and sucking on any available skin. Melone is licking up the cum on your face as Illuso covers your shoulders in kisses and love bites, and you grab at Melone’s hair and Illuso’s thighs in response. They eagerly react to the additional stimulation, finding it in themselves to quicken the pace.

You can vaguely make out Melone’s promises to fill you full with a child, and Illuso’s grunts of agreement. You just know that you need this, need them. Whatever they can give to you, you’ll take it. If that meant they were going to breed you to satisfy all of your and their urges, well… you swear the thought makes you even wetter.

Quickly, you feel a third orgasm making its presence known.

“I’m-I’m close, so close,” you whine breathlessly, wriggling between them. You hear your lovers cursing, and one of them, you’re too overwhelmed to figure out which, rubs your clit, bringing your orgasm to completion. At the feeling of your pulsing walls tightening around their cocks, you hear Melone and Illuso curse and groan as they spill themselves deep inside you, depositing their seed into your fertile womb.

That wasn’t the end of it; for the rest of the night, the three of you continued. Changing positions, making a mess of your already ruined bedding, and pleasuring each other into messy oblivion. It was so erotic, so delicious, and you never wanted it to end. The three of you eventually fall asleep in a heap on top of the covers.

In the morning, you wake up in a sweaty, sticky pile with Illuso’s arm draped across your chest and Melone resting his head on your stomach. You feel so sore, but it was worth it, you decide. Reaching up to rub your forehead, you realize your horns are no longer there, and your ears are back to normal. Glancing down, you see your body has returned to its usual size. You lay your head back happily, chuckling a little.

Your movement seems to have awakened your new lovers, as you feel them shifting. You turn and see Illuso gazing at you fondly from his place beside you.

“Hey,” you begin with a smile.

“Hey,” he replies, smiling softly in return. You both look down to the shuffling at your stomach.

“Morning,” Melone states groggily, before moving up to join you and Illuso. He lays down on the other side of you. The three of you stay like that for a moment, trying to find the words after what had happened the night before. Finally, you speak up.

“So… you two?” you ask, glancing between them. You catch them sharing a knowing smile before Illuso replies.

“Yeah. It used to be for blowing off steam, but I guess you could say we’re an item at this point,” he explains.

“But there’s always room for another, and for more fun like this down the road,” Melone adds, tracing a finger across your chest. You smile to yourself; if last night was a preview of what the nighttime activities were like, you’d love to explore more, and see what it was like with them in the daytime. It felt good to know that there was a mutual attraction between you and your handsome teammates.

“I think I’d like that,” you say aloud, smiling softly. Melone snuggles into your side as Illuso pulls himself a bit closer to you.

“Yeah?” the brunet asks playfully.

“Yeah,” you reply. Illuso and Melone’s eyes sparkle as the two lean in and plant kisses on your cheeks. You giggle at the show of affection. The three of you are cuddling when you feel Illuso sit up slightly.

“What’s that on the mirror?” he asks, pointing. You and Melone look, and sure enough, it seems there’s a note taped to the mirror’s surface. That’s right, the three of you went into the mirror world to take care of your ‘situation.’

Melone, being the closest to the mirror, sighs and gets up to retrieve the paper. Illuso summons Man in the Mirror to allow Melone to grab the note; after doing so, Melone reads it aloud.

“‘Prosciutto and Pesci tracked down the stand user and took care of him; the effects shouldn’t last too much longer on your end. Risotto gave [Y/N] the day off to recuperate.

-Ghiaccio

P.S. For god’s sake cover the mirror next time, you degenerates!’”

Your cheeks heat up at that last line as Illuso guffaws from his place next to you.

“He’s just jealous,” Melone shrugs, smirking, and returns to bed beside you. After that, the three of you continue where you left off, cuddling and trading kisses and sweet nothings well into the morning.

You could certainly get used to this.

#god what have I written #this is absolute filth #enjoy the debauchery I guess #jojos bizarre adventure #illuso #illuso x reader #melone #melone x reader #Illuso x Melone x Reader #Illuso x Melone #Melone x Illuso #not.sfw

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