#sukuita is also in there somewhere we just can't see it

[sukugo]

gonna elaborate bc this has been plaguing my brain for days and im having a lot of fun with it

the first and 2nd yrs join up to make the activity as there's... literally not enough students in this school what is this even

they decide on a (boys) maid cafe, where they boys are the ones who are the maids while the girls (literally just nobamaki lmao) cook

there was resistance at first. given yuuji is the best cook out of them so people thought it best to have him as chef

but then they realized that would mean no maid yuuji, so the idea was immediately discarded, thrown right into the fire.

so for the maids we have: yuuji, megumi, inumaki, okkotsu, and panda

and ofc. gojo

bc he wasn't gonna not join in on the action

as for the customers, girl idfk who they are or would be, i also do not care. i dont even know where this would be taking place. look i just want maids. the customers could be just random people, or sorcerers or just people that work in the school. plus we could bring in like the kyoto jujutsu high peeps to enjoy. whatever. there's customers. somehow.

anyways. yuuji is perfect. he is the perfect maid. not a single more perfect maid than that boy. he's sweet he's cute he's everything u could ever want

gojo SUCKS. he is the most atrocious maid to ever exist.

he does NOT know how to serve customers or the proper way to talk to them and keeps cursing at them. this man would not last a minute in any service job

but, while gojo may make for an atrocious waiter, unfortunately, he makes for a gorgeous maid, so they can't do anything about him

gojo's skirt may be a bit too short on him (he's too tall, legs too long 😔) but no one's complaining

OH, nanami joins the party (as a diner) and he is. suffering.

bc as soon as he goes in, he's greeted by gojo who seats him at a table and then proceeds to be. well. gojo

but, that's fine, he's used to it. what's not fine is YUUJI, as soon as he sees nanami, rushes to his table with the biggest grin on his face to take his order.

bc the boy has decided that he WILL be the one to serve nanami. and now, there's nothing wrong with that, he appreciates that yuuji is happy to see him and enjoys his presence

but kento does not think that a yuuji (not to mention a gojo too) in a maid outfit is good for his sanity (his dick)

alas, nanami simply has to live with the objects of his sexual desires in maid outfits serving him

yaga arrives with gakuganji. gojo immediately rushes to the door and pushes panda out the way to greet them personally. he seats them and takes their order, and refuses to let anyone else serve them. they're his.

both principals refuse eye contact throughout the entire meal.

gojo gets his skirt lifted by someone to reveal cute lil panties underneath, seen by Everyone in the room

gojo also gets his ass smacked

(was it a diner? was it megumi? who knows) (it was megumi, yuuji saw)

gojo gets his skirt lifted again.

and again.

and again.

and his ass grabbed. multiple times

gojo leans on yuuta and whines about all the sexual harassment poor lil him is receiving 😔 and yuuta just gives him a small nervous chuckle bc inside he's just thinking about how he wants to grab sensei's ass too...😔 (do it yuuta don't let ur dreams be dreams)

yuuji gets a small break, so he takes a seat on one of the tables. gojo passes by him and stands next to the table while he's busy doing something

but then gojo suddenly feels a hand under his skirt trailing along his thighs, squeezing along his ass, and pushing his underwear aside, so he takes a look back and that's when he realizes. sukuna has taken over yuuji.

and he's grinning. staring directly at gojo, his hands not leaving his ass as they keep fondling him, fingers reaching below his panties and pressing at his hole.

and oh. oh. gojo feels his body tingling. he's being challenged. a grin splits his own face.

"what? are you not gonna take my order? are you not supposed to serve me?" another squeeze.

gojo finally turns around and brings himself to stand in front of sukuna putting himself in the space between his legs. their eyes locked on each others', a burst of electricity runs between them.

everyone suddenly feels the entire room get hotter

needless to say, the two have to be separated before they start fucking right there on the table.

wish jujutsu high were.... well.. not like THAT and had more than 10 students so we could have the School Festival Episode in which every class does their lil stand/activity, where yuuji and the gang decide to do a maid café and all dress up as maids, and gojo, being gojo, joins the students as a maid. yes this is just because i want to see maid gojo get his skirt lifted and groped by random people

[truly-morgan]

[Kinktober 2022: Forced Fem (18+)]

SukuIta | Jujutsu Kaisen No Curse AU 10-10-2022

Day 10: T̷i̷c̷k̷l̷i̷n̷g | [Forced Fem] | P̷r̷e̷g̷n̷a̷n̷c̷y

Yuji’s apartment building caught fire and due to water damage, he can't stay there until reparation is done. He doesn’t know what he’ll do, until Sukuna suggests living with him, under one condition…

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Yuji was seriously unsure of what he had gotten himself into when accepting this deal with Sukuna.

It all started when a fire happened in his building and, while his own apartment wasn’t affected by the flames, the whole building now had water damage.

His landlord assured him he would still be able to have the room he had after the reparation and renovation were done, but until then…

This had left Yuji with nowhere to really go. He would have asked his two best friends, but he knew it wouldn’t really work.

Nobara was currently living with her girlfriend. It wouldn’t have been a problem living with the couple, the thing was, Maki already had roommates and the place seemed filled with all of them. He didn’t want to add to it anymore.

Megumi would also have been a good option. The young man lived alone after all, but he also live in the next city. Had it been a school break it wouldn’t have been too bad, but he couldn’t afford (he truthfully didn’t want to do) the commute between the city his friend lived into his college or job. Some days he was already finishing late enough, he wasn’t sure there would be trains and buses for him anyway.

He didn’t really dare mention it to his brothers either.

Next thing he’d know, they would be sending enough money for him to live somewhere bigger than he could already afford. He didn’t want to bother them anymore seeing they were already helping pay for college.

This is when Sukuna sweeps in.

He’s an old acquaintance of his, an annoying one at that, but still someone he knows none the least. And somewhat regular client to the café he works at. “So you’re it was your building who caught fire,” Sukuna says when Yuji finishes telling him what was wrong.

“Where did you stay for the two last nights?”.

“I’m doing a group project with someone in one of my classes” Yuji started, “We went to work at their place and they accepted to let me crash on their couch, but I don’t want to bother them anymore”.

“Why don’t you stay at my place until you can move back into yours?” Sukuna suggested as he drank his coffee “No need to help pay for anything, I make enough for that, just need help with chores”.

Yuji then squinted at him, looking suspicious. “What’s the trap” he then asked, knowing this was a little bit /too generous/ coming from Sukuna. It only made him feel a bit more worried about it when Sukuna only grinned, “I do have one condition, but I’m sure you can roll with it, not have much of a choice”.

He seemed to wait a moment for the young man to argue, but when nothing came he smile a little more, leaning forward on the table.

“You’ll have to wear feminine clothing at home~” he stated, grinning even more when Yuji frowned.

But he also forced himself not to refuse immediately. Because did he really have a choice? He didn’t have anywhere else to go without it sounding like inconveniencing people from his department. Plus, it was just clothing, he could roll with it if it was just at home. He doubted Sukuna would force him to walk around in lingerie or something (though he wouldn’t fully bet all his money on that).

“Alright,” Yuji sighed after a while, feeling himself relax a little bit now that he knew he had somewhere to go. Sukuna sure looked pleased with him accepting his offer.

“So, where are your shit right now?” he asked, leaning back in his chair, taking his cup of coffee again to finish it.

“Most of my things stayed at my place in boxes,” Yuji said, “I took valuables and clothing with me, they’re in the back store right now”. Thankfully, his manager had been nice enough to let him leave some of his things here, as long as it wasn’t for too long.

“Your break's nearly over, bring them to me, I’ll get them to my place and you can bring the rest,” Sukuna said, already standing up and ready to follow him.

And this is how Yuji ended up living with Sukuna… while wearing dresses and skirts.

If he had to be honest, at first it wasn’t too bad. He’d just wear whatever Sukuna had for him (he also decided not to ask questions about why these clothes fitted him so well). And he’d had to admit himself, wearing skirts wasn’t so bad too either.

But then as time went on, the more Sukuna seemed to like messing with him. He’d hide the longer skirts and shirt, leaving him in clothing that was way more revealing than he’d like. And every time he’d ask about it they would conveniently be out for cleaning.

But that was okay… he could deal with this kind of teasing.

“Nah you can’t come over tonight” he heard Sukuna say one night as he was preparing them dinner. “Yes, I already have a pretty girl over tonight” Sukuna then replied to the person on the phone, laughing at their reaction, before the call seemed to be ended.

Yuji had turned to him with a raised brow, he didn’t know someone else was coming over. If it was another fuck buddy of Sukuna, he’d just go out and find something to do.

Maybe there were interesting movies at the cinema.

“You should tell me when you bring a girl over,” Yuji says as he turns back to what he was cooking, “I don’t want to hear you having sex again” he then adds.

He still somehow couldn’t get out of his mind all the things Sukuna was telling the other person. Now that he thought about it, it was a bit strange that he had been able to hear him so clearly from the living room.

“No one is coming over” he heard Sukuna laugh, which made him roll his eyes. So he was just lying to not have the person over. “I already have a pretty girl with me” he then heard whispered near his ear, making him jump and shiver at the same time.

Large hands came to hold his waist, feeling hot over his exposed skin since he was wearing a crop top.

Yuji felt a weird type of warmth build up in his guts, making him blush at the words. “I’m not your pretty girl” he snapped back, trying to keep himself from shivering when he heard Sukuna chuckle near his ear, his breath hitting his neck.

“Well, seeing how you dress” he commented, “but it’s true, you’re not my pretty girl” he added. “You are more like my little wife, taking care of the house, dressing up all prettily for me and making me diner” he continued, fingers gently caressing the skin of his hips.

Yuji couldn’t take it anymore, every word he was saying hitting something weird in him and he was scared of that. He ended up pushing Sukuna back a little, still feeling the ghost of his touch even when his hands were not there anymore.

“I’m not your wife either!” he barked back, knowing it probably didn’t sound like much with how flustered he was. Sukuna backed off laughing, clearly amused by his reaction and very satisfied.

And of course, it continued. Suddenly he was now “Sukuna’s little wife” and the man seem to take lots of pleasure in using every feminine term possible with him. 

And every time, it would trigger something inside of Yuji.

He was also a lot more touchy than before, always finding ways to put his hands on him in an “innocent” kind of way. Especially when he’d be wearing something that showed his midriff or some of his thighs.

Yuji seriously couldn’t understand what Sukuna liked in seeing a guy crossdressing. He wasn’t even small, soft and cute.

Then one morning, after he finished his shower, he was met with all his underwear being changed for panties.

And this stupid Sukuna wasn’t in the apartment anymore! He tried looking all over the place to find them back, not believing that he would have gone out with them. But he was running late and forced himself to wear panties all day.

He couldn’t stop thinking about it, wondering if people would notice it even though he was wearing jogging and an oversized hoodie. It brought back this weird feeling he’d feel sometime, not believing Sukuna was basically forcing him to wear cute lacy panties around his college campus.

“How was your day” Sukuna dared to ask with a shit-eating grin.

“Normal” Yuji grumbled, ready to go change, hoping his usual underwear would be back in its correct place.

But before he could reach Sukuna’s room, he was trapped against the wall, Sukuna leaning over him. “Did you like my surprise this morning?~” he asked, which only angered Yuji more.

“No, I did not, you asshole!! Where did you put my boxers?!” Yuji asked, before yelping when he felt a hand suddenly grab the hem of his hoodie to lift it up. “Wa-What are you doing?!” he then panicked, trying to stop the hand that was trying to push down his joggings.

“Nothing, just trying if you put my gift to nice use~” Sukuna replied, humming satisfied when he managed to push the pants down enough to show the lacy panties. “They look really pretty on you, Yu-chan~” he whispered near Yuji’s ear, enjoying the way it made the young man blush again.

“I don’t think they do” Yuji replied, a little voice in his head screaming to him that he was lying. He did have a stray thought this morning that they looked good. But he refused to admit it.

“I think they do” Sukuna chuckled, “I think I’ll just confiscate your underwear for now, and let you wear something that suits you better~”.

Yuji wanted to be horrified at the idea, weakly protesting the idea.

But he knew that there would be nothing to do against Sukuna’s will to make his life hell.

So he kept wearing the panties, always feeling a bit embarrassed by them even if he got used to them. Actually, the more time passed, the more used he got to wear them.

And surprisingly, the more he’d sometimes think that maybe, just maybe, he did look good in some of the clothing chosen for him.

The more time passed doing this whole routine, the more it felt like Sukuna’s words were changing him.

The more he’d sometimes even feel a bit excited at the idea of coming home, changing into his dress and skirt and having the man compliment him all night. Although he did his best to push down the reaction it caused in him every time, not wanting for Sukuna to know.

after all, for him, it was probably all just a joke to mock Yuji. He didn’t need to humiliate himself even more by showing him he actually got some pleasure out of it and had ended up liking it.

Then one evening, as Sukuna was still not back from work, Yuji sneaked into his room. He had decided to put on some of the more sexy underwear Sukuna had picked for him, having never really dared try it on.

Something in him felt both weird a happy that he found them fitted him well.

Then he decided to put on one of the shorter skirts he never wore. Simply bending over was enough to flash everyone, he really didn’t know what sukuna had thought buying this knowing he’d never wear it.

At least, not until now.

He found one of the long-sleeved shirts that left his shoulder uncovered and stuck to his body perfectly. Even this shirt would leave some of his midriff exposed, something that Sukuna seemed to particularly like.

He could nearly feel the memory of the caress he’d tease him with.

It made him shiver a little bit, shaking his head in an attempt to push away those memories. He then found some thigh-high black socks, putting them on. Then he went back to the mirror, looking himself over.

He couldn’t help himself but think he did look kind of sexy in those clothes, moving around a little bit. He could nearly hear what Sukuna would comment if he was here with him, “Look at you, all pretty and sexy just for me~ Should I reward my pretty girl for doing all this work for me?”.

The imaginary commentary made him bite his lips, squeezing his leg a little bit as he dick seemed to also enjoy the scenario in his mind.

He couldn’t help looking away, trying to calm down this weird excitement.

This made him see the hoodie left on Sukuna’s bed, making him pause for a moment. The man wouldn’t know if he put it on, would he? He’d just need to put it back on the bed.

So he grabbed it, put it on and went back to the mirror. Sukuna was a bit taller and bigger than him, so it looked pretty oversized on him. The bottom hem of it went to the middle of his thigh, covering the skirt fully.

‘I look like a girlfriend who stole her boyfriend’s hoodie’ he then thought, only to get flustered that he had just compared himself to a girl again.

But he really liked how it looked on him, with the socks too.

It made him feel warm and he was pretty sure it hadn’t been cleaned yet so it still smelled like Sukuna. This only made him feel even more excited than before. He was pretty sure he was getting hard from all this.

But it was okay, he was alone and could take care of this before Sukuna would be back.

So he closed his eyes, bringing some of the hoodies closer to his face, breathing in the scent. As he thought, it still smelled of Sukuna. He wasn’t a big fan of the smell of cigarettes, but the cologne he seemed to use overpowered it enough that it wasn’t so bad. He remembered having smelled it when Sukuna would stay close to him.

It felt like having the man all around him, making him feel good.

As much as he always seemed annoyed with Sukuna, having him close felt safe in a way. Now it felt like he was all around him.

When he opened his eyes again, letting go of the hoodie a little too, he froze when he saw his reflection, growing suddenly very red in the face.

Sukuna was standing right behind him.

He was ready to bolt away, but strong arms snaked around him, pulling him back against Sukuna instead. “What a naughty girl you are” he whispered into his ear, looking at him through the mirror, “Sneaking into my room to steal my hoodie” he chuckled.

Then one of his hands slowly made its way down, caressing his exposed thigh, then going back up again. This made Yuji shake a little bit, trying to grab his wrist to stop him. “I-it’s not like that” he tried to argue.

“But you sure seemed to be enjoying yourself when burying your face in my hoodie” he pointed out, hand finally lifting up the hoodie to show what he was wearing under it. “You were even playing dress up without me” he added.

The hand still around his middle kept the hem higher, the hand dipping down again, running over the pretty skirt. He did stop when he seemingly felt something interesting through it.

Yuji tried to keep in the moan that wanted to escape his lips when Sukuna started teasing the growing bulge through the fabric of the skirt. He was too embarrassed to look at himself through the mirror, feeling his legs weak under him.

“You were even having fun all by yourself” Sukuna pouted playfully, “You should have waited for me, I’ll gladly make you feel good” he grinned. Then Yuji yelped when he was suddenly swooped off his feet, instinctively wrapping his arms around Sukuna as he was being carried.

He was thrown onto the bed, Sukuna soon climbing over him, not leaving time nor space to run away. “My pretty girl should be punished when she’s being naughty, don’t you think?” he grinned, hand now sneaking under the skirt.

He didn’t wait for anything to start rubbing his erection through the panties, clearly enjoying the way Yuji was trying to keep in his moan and whimper. Yet he couldn’t stop the way his hips were pushing up against his hand, trying to get more friction.

“You look so pretty like this” Sukuna said quietly near his ear, kissing his neck, “getting all needy after only a couple of touches” he chuckled. Yuji could feel him sucking and biting at his skin, knowing it would leave marks later.

He should probably stop him, but something in him felt really excited at the idea of being marked by Sukuna.

“You want to be a good girl for me, right?” Sukuna then asked, hand stopping its movement, instead forcing his hips down so he couldn’t move.

Yuji couldn’t help the quiet whine that escaped him at the touch of his dick going away.

“Y-yes” Yuji replied quietly, not meeting his eyes.

“Yes, what?” Sukuna asked, a smirk on his lips.

“Yes… I-I want to be yo-your good girl” Yuji managed to reply after a moment of biting his lips, feeling his face heating up again at saying it out loud. He may have thought it earlier in his fantasy, but he never said it aloud.

“Of course, you would” Sukuna hums, “Then you’ll do something for me” he grinned.

Yuji was both excited and curious about what he wanted him to do. Yet he didn’t tell him yet, instead getting rid of the hoodie and shirt he was wearing, making him shiver a little at the air hitting his exposed skin. He had started to boil in that hoodie.

He had then manhandled by Sukuna who sat on the edge of the bed, Yuji now straddling one of his thighs. “You want to be a good girl for me right?” he repeated, hands on his waist forcing him to sit down on his leg, “Then I want you to cum for me~” he stated.

Yuji nodded at his words, feeling like this was pretty much all he wanted right now anyway. he had made a move to use his hand, only for them to be firmly grabbed by Sukuna.

“No hands~” he said, “But if you need your hands to be busy, you can lift the em of your skirt so we can see everything well” he smiled.

Yuji bite his lips at this, hesitating a little bit. This was already going farther than he thought he’d ever go, but the idea of just watching himself grind on Sukuna’s thigh was a bit much. Yet he also really wanted to get off. ‘And be called a good girl again’ something in him whispered.

So with slightly shaky hands, he lifted his skirt up, exposing his leaking cock to Sukuna, somehow still trapped inside the panties. It made him blush, feeling like he must be looking so slutty with such sexy underwear on too.

“You look really pretty like this” Sukuna commented, hands on his waist slowly going up, caressing his skin. This did encourage Yuji to start moving a little bit.

At first, he was humping against him more shyly and slowly, but soon it showed to not be enough. So he tried going harder and faster, whimpering and moaning at the pleasure he was able to get out of this.

He did feel a bit surprised when Sukuna started playing with his nipples. It wasn’t quite pleasurable, but it sure didn’t feel bad either.

After a while, Yuji’s movements were more disorganised, feeling desperate for release. And he could finally feel it coming, making him even more frantic in his movement, humping harder into his leg.

When he came he did so pretty hard, feeling his legs spasm as his hips still moved a little bit. He still managed to keep the skirt lifted up, although he ended up leaning forwards, hiding against Sukuna as he gasped for air.

As he was slowly coming back to earth he realised Sukuna had wrapped his arms around him, pulling him close to his chest. He could feel the kisses being placed on his face and neck, things along the line of “You were such a good girl” being whispered to him.

Yuji felt like he couldn’t come back from whatever had just happened right now. He just knew it would never be the same again, especially with Sukuna. And somehow, he thought it wasn’t so bad, actually. He didn’t mind being Sukuna’s little wife.

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(Forced Fem turned not so forced fem. Sukuna gained himself a little wife And he shall take good care of this little wife)

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