Bombastic Butt-Fuckings
(Note: This story is part of an ongoing series of My Hero Academia stories)
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The Busteez lobby gleamed under soft overhead lights, the scent of vanilla and polished wood lingering in the air. Katsuki Bakugo stormed through the revolving doors, boots thudding against the marble floor, his hero costume scuffed with dust and singe marks. His palms sparked faintly, nitroglycerin sweat popping in tiny bursts. A criminal, some lowlife with a sensory-scrambling Quirk, had slipped through his fingers not twenty minutes ago. The bastard’s power twisted sight, sound, and smell into a nauseating kaleidoscope, leaving Katsuki swinging at shadows. Temporary or not, the escape gnawed at him like a bad itch.
Rie Horie manned the front desk, her heroine costume (a sleek, cleavage-heavy number that read as 10t) hugging her curves. Her phone lay open with Quirk notes, but she looked up with a bright smile. “Hey, Katsuki! Rough day?”
“Piss off, Bazooka Tits!” he snapped, not breaking stride, gauntlets clanking as he barreled past. Rie’s smile faltered, but she rolled her eyes, already used to his bark. Katsuki shoved through the double doors to the ballroom, the strip-club poles glinting in the dim light, his scowl promising hell to the next person who crossed him.
The ballroom’s low lights glinted off the brass poles as Katsuki stalked to the bar, shoulders tight, scowl carved deep. Inko Midoriya, apron tied over her naked and improving figure, was wiping down the counter, her maternal radar pinging the second he slumped onto a stool. His gauntlets clanked against the wood, palms still faintly smoking.
“Rough one, Katsuki-kun?” she asked, voice soft but knowing.
“Synthetic whiskey,” he grunted, eyes fixed on the shelves. “Strongest you got.”
Inko nodded, grabbing a bottle of the new stuff, clear liquid, no alcohol, just capsaicin for that fiery burn. Marketed as Firewater, it mimicked whiskey’s bite and flavor, legal for under-21s like him. She poured two fingers into a glass, the sharp, peppery scent cutting through the ballroom’s vanilla haze. Katsuki took it without a word, swirling the liquid before knocking back the whole thing.
The capsaicin hit like a match, scorching his throat, blooming heat in his chest. He exhaled through his nose, the burn grounding him, unraveling the knot of frustration from the escaped criminal. Inko watched, polishing a glass, letting him stew in silence. She poured him another and watched as he nursed the next drink slowly, each sip easing the sting of failure, his sparks dimming to nothing.
Katsuki stiffened as a warm, lithe body draped itself over his shoulders from behind, arms looping loosely around his neck. A wave of perfume hit him, sharp citrus laced with something sweet and smoky, strong but not cloying. His nose wrinkled, but he didn’t shrug her off.
“I haven’t seen that look in a while,” Mina Ashido purred, voice low and teasing against his ear. “Someone get away from you, Dynamight?”
He glanced sideways, about to correct her on his hero name, but thought better of it. Mina leaned over the bar, her modified hero costume little more than strategic straps of acid-proof teal and purple latex. The top half framed her breasts like a harness, leaving them fully exposed, round, impossibly perky, and definitely enhanced by Rie’s Quirk. Her lower half was just as shameless: with a neatly cut hole in the crotch, leaving her bits on full display, boosted ass cheeks, the fabric straining to contain the extra volume. Her horns glinted under the bar lights, eyebrows waggling playfully.
Katsuki took another slow sip of Firewater, the capsaicin burn grounding him. “Tch. Sensory-scrambler asshole. Won’t be smirking when I find him again.”
Mina hummed, sliding around to perch on the stool beside him, legs crossing with deliberate slowness. “Poor baby,” she cooed, leaning in until her boosted tits brushed his arm. “Want me to make it better?”
Katsuki tilted his head back, the last of the Firewater scorching a clean line down his throat. The glass hit the bar with a sharp clink.
“How you plan to do that?” he asked, voice gravel-rough, one brow cocked.
Mina’s grin turned wicked. She leaned in, one hand sliding between his legs to palm the growing bulge in his pants. “I can let you fuck my ass and work out all that frustration.” She gave a playful squeeze. “Remember when Rie pumped my tits so big I couldn’t even move? I can take it to the hilt, no problem.” She flashed a peace sign, tongue poking between her fangs.
Katsuki barked a short, surprised laugh. “Yeah, that was fun.”
He signaled Inko. “Another.”
The third glass appeared; he downed it in one fiery gulp, the capsaicin igniting his nerves.
“Fuck it,” he muttered, slamming the empty glass down. “Why not?”
“Yay!” Mina squealed, hopping off the stool. She grabbed his wrist, tugging him toward the private hallway, hips swaying, boosted ass bouncing with every step. Katsuki followed, the sting of defeat already fading behind the promise of something much more satisfying.
The elevator doors slid shut with a soft ding, sealing Katsuki and Mina inside the mirrored cab. Before the cab even lurched upward, Mina pounced, slamming him against the wall with a hungry growl. Her lips crashed into his, aggressive and demanding, tongue shoving past his teeth in a messy, open-mouthed kiss. Yellow horns scraped the metal paneling as she pressed closer, boosted tits squishing against his chest.
Her hand dove straight for his crotch, palming the thick bulge straining his hero pants. She squeezed hard, fingers tracing the outline of his hardening cock through the fabric. A low, aroused rumble vibrated in her throat, “Hmmmm…”, before she broke the kiss just enough to rasp against his mouth, “I want this in my ass, Sparkler. Now.”
Katsuki’s palms sparked faintly, nitroglycerin sweat popping as her grip tightened. He smirked, voice rough. “Greedy bitch.”
The elevator hummed upward, lights flickering over their tangled forms, Mina’s bare, enhanced curves grinding against him, Katsuki’s hands already clawing at the straps barely covering her hips.
The elevator doors opened onto a private hallway, dim red lights pulsing along the carpet. Mina dragged Katsuki by the wrist to the nearest room, keycard slapped against the lock with a beep. The door slammed behind them. Mina’s fingers fumbled at his belt, cursing under her breath as the complicated hero-grade buckle refused to yield. “Fuck, this thing,” she muttered.
Katsuki smirked as slapped his Quickband. Nanotech ribbons exploded from the watch, spiraling around his torso and legs. In a heartbeat, costume, gauntlets, boots, everything, dissolved into the band. He stood naked, muscles taut, cock springing free like a weapon.
Just over two-thirds of a meter long, thick as his own biceps, flushed angry red and veined, the swollen head already glistening. It bobbed heavy in the air, dwarfing Mina’s enhanced frame.
Mina’s eyes went wide, pupils blown. A happy, throaty sound escaped her, half moan, half squeal. “Fuuuck yes.” She dropped to her knees instantly, hands sliding up his thighs, tongue already darting out to wet her lips. “Look at this monster…”
She leaned in, pressing reverent kisses along the underside, starting at the base and working up, lips soft, tongue flicking over pulsing veins. A low, worshipful moan rumbled in her chest as she nuzzled the shaft, one hand barely wrapping halfway around the girth. “So thick… It’s gonna wreck my ass soooo good…”
Her tongue swirled around the head, lapping precum, eyes flicking up to meet his, hungry, submissive, ready. Katsuki’s hand tangled in her pink hair, sparks flickering at his knuckles.
“Less talking,” he growled. “More worshipping.”
Mina’s knees hit the plush carpet with a soft thud, her enhanced tits jiggling from the impact. Katsuki’s cock loomed in front of her face like a challenge: a massive length of thick, veined meat, flushed dark and throbbing, the fat head already beading precum. She licked her lips, fangs glinting, and let out a low, throaty moan that vibrated straight through him.
“Fuck, I missed this monster,” she purred, voice husky. Both hands wrapped around the base, her fingers unable to touch one another, and she started slow, reverent. Her tongue dragged up the underside in one broad, flat lick from balls to tip, tracing the thick vein that pulsed under her touch. Katsuki’s breath hissed through his teeth, palms sparking faintly at his sides.
She swirled her tongue around the head first, teasing the sensitive ridge, lapping up the salty precum like it was candy. Then she sealed her lips just over the crown, sucking hard enough to hollow her cheeks, tongue flicking rapid-fire against the slit. Her hands stroked what her mouth couldn’t reach yet (twisting in opposite directions on the upstroke, squeezing tight on the down, slick with her spit). She bobbed shallow at first, taking the first nine inches, cheeks bulging obscenely around his girth, throat relaxing with practiced ease.
Katsuki’s hand tangled in her pink hair, gripping but not forcing. “Deeper, Pinky,” he growled.
Mina’s eyes flicked up, mischievous and lust-blown. She hummed, the vibration rumbling straight through his shaft, and pushed forward. Her throat opened, swallowing another third in one smooth motion, nose brushing his lower abs. She held there, throat muscles fluttering around him, swallowing repeatedly to massage his length. Saliva dripped from her stretched lips, running down his balls in thick strands. She pulled back slowly, tongue pressing flat against the underside, then slammed forward again, setting a rhythm: deep-throat, hold and swallow, slow retreat with sucking cheeks, repeat.
Her technique was filthy perfection, tongue never still, coiling and flicking even when her mouth was full; one hand pumping the base in tight, twisting strokes; the other cupping his heavy balls, rolling them gently, a finger teasing the spot just behind. She varied suction, first soft and teasing, then hard and vacuum-tight, alternating with sloppy, wet licks along the shaft when she needed air. Every time she pulled off, strings of spit connected her lips to his cock, snapping wetly as she dove back in.
Katsuki’s hips started thrusting shallowly, fucking her mouth slowly. He groaned in pleasure as he felt his cock sliding down her throat, pushing towards her stomach. Mina made a gagging, choking sound, but didn’t try to stop him in the least.
“Fuck, your throat’s made for this,” he rasped.
Mina moaned around him, the sound muffled and vibrating. She could feel Rie’s enhancement making her tits ache for attention, nipples stiff and begging. She popped off with a wet schlorp, gasping, a thick rope of saliva bridging her lips to his tip.
“Want these too?” she teased, grabbing her boosted tits and squeezing them together. Her Quirk activated (pink skin shimmering as she secreted a thick, clear acid between her cleavage). It was viscous, slippery, warm, and safe, weaker than lemonade, no burn, just perfect lube that smelled faintly sweet. She rubbed her palms through it, coating her breasts until they gleamed, the acid pooling in the valley she created.
She wrapped her enhanced tits around his cock (the head poking out the top like a crown) and started stroking. Up and down, slow at first, the slick acid letting her glide effortlessly despite his size. Her boobs completely engulfed him, soft flesh hugging every inch, the lube squelching obscenely with each pump. She leaned forward, tongue flicking the tip on every upstroke, tasting the mix of precum and her own acid.
“Fuck my tits, Katsuki,” she moaned, speeding up. “Use them like a toy! Slam your dick between them hard enough to bruise! Let all that rage loose!”
Katsuki growled, hips bucking into the tight, slippery channel of her cleavage, hands gripping her shoulders as he watched his cock disappear and reemerge between those perfect, acid-slicked breasts. Katsuki’s hips snapped forward with brutal force, slamming his cock through the slick valley of Mina’s boosted tits. The acid-lube she’d secreted turned her cleavage into a hot, slippery vice, soft, pillowy flesh hugging his girth like a custom sleeve, warm and yielding yet tight enough to make every thrust feel like a conquest. The enhanced size (Rie’s Quirk pushing them to obscene, overflowing proportions) let her completely engulf him, the head of his two-thirds-meter monster poking out the top with every violent pump, only to disappear again into that pink, glistening tunnel.
The sounds were obscene: wet SCHLOP-SCHLOP-SCHLOP of lube-slicked skin slapping together, his heavy balls smacking her sternum with every thrust, the rhythmic squish of her tits compressing around him. Mina’s acid made it all so fucking sloppy, thick strands of the clear, sweet-scented lube dripping down her ribs, pooling on the floor between her knees. Each thrust sent her breasts jiggling wildly, the flesh rippling like waves, nipples hard and begging.
“Fuck yes! Harder!” Mina moaned, eyes rolling back, tongue lolling. The violence of it, the way he used her tits like a fucktoy, sent lightning bolts of pleasure straight to her clit. She squeezed her arms tighter, mashing her boobs around him even more, loving the burn in her shoulders, the way his cock throbbed between them, veins pulsing against her sensitive skin. “Ruin my tits, Katsuki! Make ‘em ache!”
He growled, hips pistoning faster, the wet slap-slap-slap echoing off the room’s walls. Precum mixed with her acid-lube, making everything even slicker, the head of his cock emerging shiny and angry-red on every upthrust. Mina couldn’t resist, so she leaned forward, mouth open, tongue extended, and caught the tip every time it breached her cleavage. A quick, hungry suck, lips sealing around the crown, tongue swirling the slit, tasting the salty burst of precum, before it vanished again into her tits.
“Nngh, fuck, Pinky!” Katsuki snarled, the added suction driving him wild. Her mouth was hot, eager, pulling at him like she was starving. The combination, tight, slick titfuck with that teasing suck on every stroke, had his balls drawing up, sparks popping at his palms.
Mina’s moans turned desperate now, muffled around his cockhead. “Mmmph, love it when you use me like this!” she gasped on an upstroke, spit and lube stringing from her lips. “So rough! So big! Wreck my throat next!”
That did it. Katsuki’s hands shot forward, grabbing her horns, thick, curved, and perfect handles. The moment his fingers clamped down, Mina’s entire body jolted, a strangled scream tearing from her throat. Her horns were practically as sensitive as her clit, every squeeze and twist sending electric pleasure straight to her pussy. “OH FUCK! YES! GRAB ‘EM!” she wailed, eyes crossing.
He yanked her forward by the horns, slamming his cock past her lips and straight into her throat in one intense thrust. Mina’s eyes rolled back, throat bulging obscenely around his girth as he fucked her face, no mercy, no buildup. His hips swung, balls slapping her chin, “GLURK GUK GLURRRK GWEEEGH!!!” gagged Mina as she took it all, throat relaxing on instinct, saliva pouring down her chin, dripping onto her heaving tits.
“Take it, you slut!” Katsuki growled, using her horns like reins, pulling her onto him with every thrust. Each yank sent Mina spiraling, her clit-equivalent nerves firing like fireworks, pussy clenching emptily, squirting onto the floor without being touched.
“MMMMMMMPH!!! WUV ID!!! PHULL ON DEM HAWDERRRR!!!” she tried to moan around his cock, the vibration making him throb harder. Tears streamed down her cheeks from the rough treatment, but her expression was pure bliss, eyes half-lidded, tongue writhing the best it could in the limited space.
Katsuki fucked her throat raw, the head battering at her stomach with every plunge, her boosted tits bouncing wildly below. Mina’s hands clawed at his thighs, urging him deeper, her body trembling with the overwhelming pleasure from her horns alone. She was loving it, every violent thrust, every yank on her sensitive horns pushing her toward the edge without a single touch to her pussy. This was what she craved: being used and wrecked, by someone who could match her.
Katsuki’s grip on Mina’s horns tightened, hips pistoning with relentless fury, slamming his cock down her throat in brutal, wet thrusts. The room filled with the obscene glurk-glurk-glurk of her gagging, saliva and acid-lube dripping from her stretched lips, coating her boosted tits in a glossy sheen. Mina’s throat bulged with every plunge, her eyes rolled back, tears streaming, but her moans, muffled and desperate, begged for more. Her sensitive horns sent jolts straight to her clit with every yank, her pussy squirting onto the floor untouched.
Minutes blurred, his balls slapping her chin, her throat swallowing convulsively around him. Finally, Katsuki roared, burying himself to the hilt as his cock erupted. Thick, scalding cum pumped directly into her stomach. Mina’s body shook, a muffled scream vibrating around him as her own orgasm hit from horn stimulation alone.
He pulled out with a wet schlorp, cock still rock-hard, glistening with her spit. He rubbed it across her face, smearing cum and saliva over her cheeks, lips, horns, marking her. Mina moaned like a whore, tongue darting out to lap gently at his shaft, savoring the taste. “More…” she rasped, voice thick with lust, eyes glazed and needy. “In my ass, Katsuki. Stir my guts.”
Katsuki smirked, dropping to the floor and lying back, cock jutting upward like a spear. “Climb on, slut.”
Mina straddled him, standing over his hips. His cock, immensely tall, thick as his biceps, reached almost to her pussy without her even squatting, the head brushing her folds. She turned, facing away, and pried her boosted ass cheeks apart with both hands, exposing her tight, pink hole. “Fuck,” she whimpered, lowering herself.
The blunt head pressed against her anus, stretching her ring wide, impossibly wide. Her teeth gritted, a guttural moan escaping as the thickness forced her open, burning deliciously. “So thick!” she hissed, pushing down. Inch by agonizing inch, she sank, her ass swallowing his cock, the ridge of the head popping past her rim with a wet SCHLICK. Her enhanced cheeks jiggled, lube from her Quirk easing the way but barely dulling the stretch.
She started moving, up and down, slow at first, taking a quarter of his length. Her ass gripped him like a vice, inner walls fluttering, the sensation overwhelming. Katsuki grinned, hands behind his head. “Keep going, slut.”
Mina sank lower, a third now, her belly tenting slightly as his cock pushed inside. She moaned, head thrown back, horns glinting. At a quarter, Katsuki laughed, sharp and mocking. “Thought you said you could take me balls-deep? You’re not even halfway!” he said with a laugh.
Her eyes flashed with determination, a filthy grin spreading. “Challenge accepted!” she growled, and slammed herself down harder, taking more with every stroke, ready to prove him wrong.
Mina gritted her teeth, eyes squeezed shut, sweat beading on her pink skin as she forced herself lower. The stretch was brutal, Katsuki’s cock, thick as her forearm and endless, splitting her ass open inch by merciless inch. Her enhanced cheeks trembled, the acid-lube slicking the way but barely easing the burn. “Fuuuck,” she hissed through clenched fangs, hands prying her ass wider, determined.
One final, savage drop, and she took him. Balls-deep. The full two-thirds meter buried in her guts, the swollen head punching so deep her belly bulged obscenely, a visible ridge rising from her stuffed hole to her sternum. Mina’s back arched, horns scraping the air, and a beastly moan ripped from her throat, raw, animal, echoing yowl like a cat in heat. “RRRAAAAHHH!!! YES!! ALL IN!”
Katsuki’s head fell back against the floor, a deep, guttural groan rumbling from his chest. “That’s more like it, you greedy slut!” he snarled, hands clamping on her hips hard enough to bruise. His palms sparked faintly, nitroglycerin sweat popping as frustration from the day fueled his grip.
He thrust upward, hips exploding off the floor, bouncing her boosted body like a ragdoll. Mina’s ass slammed down to meet him, the impact sending shockwaves through her plush cheeks, her belly bulge jerking with every plunge. “OH FUCK, YES!” she howled, voice cracking into a vulgar scream. “YOUR MONSTER COCK IS DESTROYING MY AAAASSS! REARRANGING MY FUCKING GUTS! I CAN FEEL YOU IN MY STOMACH KATSUKI! YOUR COCK GOING SO DEEP IT’S LIKE YOU’RE FUCKING MY THROAT FROM THE INSIIIIDE!!!”
Katsuki growled, thrusting harder, venting every ounce of pent-up rage into her hole. His hips pistoned relentlessly, balls slapping her taint with wet thwacks, the slick SCHLOP SCHLOP SCHLOP of her ass devouring him filling the room. Mina bounced wildly, tits flopping, acid-lube and sweat flying. “HARDERRR!! FUCK ME HARDER!!!” she wailed, grinding down to meet every brutal upthrust. “STIR MY INSIDES UP MORE! RUIN MY SLUTTY ASS! MAKE IT GAPE! YOUR DICK IS SO THIIIICK, STRETCHING ME WIIIDE! USE ME!! TURN ME INTO YOUR ANAL WHOOOORE!!!”
He did. Hands digging bruises into her hips, he slammed her down while bucking up, the force lifting her knees off the floor on every stroke. Her belly distended grotesquely, the outline of his cock visible as it plowed her depths, churning her innards like butter. Mina’s moans turned feral, a constant stream of filth spilling from her lips. “GAWD YEEESSSSS!! I FEEL IT BULGING MY GUT, POUNDING MY INTESTINES! DEEPER, DEEPER, DEEPER! WRECK MY ASS-CUNT! MAKE ME SCREAM! AHHHN, CUMMING! I’M CUMMING! CUMMING, CUMMING, CUMMING!!! CUMMING ON YOUR FAT DICK IN MY SHITHOLE, FUUUUUCK!!!”
Katsuki groaned deep and ragged, the tight, velvet heat of her ass milking him driving him wild. “Take it, Pinky! Fucking take every inch,” he snarled, frustration pouring out in every savage thrust. He fucked her harder, faster, using her body like a sleeve to vent the day’s failure, the escaped villain, the humiliation, channeling it all into pounding her ass raw. Sparks flew from his palms, singeing the carpet as he lost control.
Mina howled, ecstasy crashing higher with every brutal bounce. “YES, YES, YES!!! VENT ON MY ASS, KATSUKIIII!!! PUNISH MY SLUTTY HOOOOLE!!! REARRANGE MY FUCKING ORGANS WITH THAT MONSTER COOOOCK!!! I CAN FEEL IT THROBBING IN MY STOMACH, CLAIMING EVERY INCH! BREED MY ASS! FILL ME TIL I BURST! OH GOD, I’M YOUR ANAL CUMDUMP! FUCK MEEEEE!!!”
Her screams echoed as another orgasm ripped through her, ass clenching like a vice, squirting from her untouched pussy in messy arcs. Katsuki’s groans turned primal, hips a blur, sending her to shattering heights, wave after wave of ecstasy as he used her to purge his rage, her vulgar cries music to his ears. “Scream louder, slut! Let the whole building know who owns this ass!”
Katsuki’s hips turned savage, jackhammering upward with zero restraint, each thrust a detonation that lifted Mina clean off the floor before slamming her boosted ass back down onto his cock. The room shook with the force of it (the wet schlorp of her gaping hole, the meaty thwack of his balls against her taint, the creak of the floorboards under them). Mina’s voice cracked into a nonstop wail of filth.
“FUCK, KATSUKI, IT’S TOO GOOD! I’M DYING ON YOUR DICK! CUMMING AGAIN, CUMMING SO FUCKING HARD IN MY ASS, AAAAAHHH!”
Her body convulsed through climax after climax, pussy squirting untouched, acid-lube and sweat flying. She clawed at her own swollen belly, feeling the ridge of his cock rearrange her insides with every brutal plunge. “PAINT MY INSIDES WHITE! FLOOD MY GUTS! BREED MY SHITHOLE NOW, KATSUKI!”
Katsuki threw his head back and roared, a raw, animal sound. “You asked for it, Pinky! Take it ALL!”
He buried himself to the root, hips locked, cock pulsing like a firehose. Thick, scalding cum erupted in endless streams, pumping straight into her intestines. Her eyes rolled back, tongue lolling, hands frantically rubbing her stomach.
“YES! FILL ME! SO MUCH!! SO HOT!! MY BELLY’S GONNA BURST! I LOVE IT! I LOVE BEING YOUR CUM BALLOON! MORE, MORE, MORRRE!” Mina’s head snapped back, horns scraping the air, and she howled, a guttural, beastly sound of pure ecstasy! The violent release triggered another orgasm, her ass clamping down in violent spasms, milking his cock for every last drop until she fell forward, completely spent.
Mina shuddered uncontrollably, body wracked with aftershocks, belly slowly deflating, a blissed-out grin on her face. “Fuuuck…” she rasped, voice hoarse, “best… frustration relief… ever.”
Katsuki grunted, planting a boot against Mina’s hip and shoving her off. She rolled onto her side with a wet SCHLORP, and the moment his cock slipped free, a torrent of cum gushed from her ruined asshole, thick, sloppy, and endless, splattering the carpet in heavy ropes. Her asshole stayed gaping, a dark, cavernous tunnel easily wide enough for Katsuki to slide his entire fist inside without brushing the sides. The rim twitched and fluttered, pink and slick, utterly wrecked.
He hauled her up by one arm, half-carrying, half-dragging her to the bed. As she flopped face-down, he cracked his palm across her boosted ass (BOOM!) a controlled, harmless explosion that lit the room orange and made her cheeks ripple like jelly.
Mina squealed, kicking her feet. “Ooooo, spank me, daddy!”
Katsuki’s eye twitched from that last remark. “I’m not into that shit, you fucking pervert.” he snatched the room phone off the nightstand, thumbing zero for room service. “Oi, what do you want? I’m starving.”
Mina rolled onto her back, her legs still spread, gaping hole on full display, and batted her lashes. “Such a gentleman, ordering for little ol’ me. Doesn’t suit your image at all, Sparkler.”
Katsuki’s face went red. “HEY, I’M ALWAYS POLITE, YOU PINK WHORE!!!”
His yelling echoed down the line as the poor staff member on the other end stammered a terrified “Y-yes sir, right away sir!”
(Story by User: SailorIo)