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(Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon or any of these characters. I make no money from this.)

When Mamoru Chiba, aka. Tuxedo Mask, received a package from Sailor Moon in the mail, he hoped it would explain her whereabouts. She had vanished without a trace, stopped attending school, and was nowhere to be found even as the machinations of the Dark Kingdom threatened all of Tokyo. Gone for nearly a year, many had feared her dead, while other assumed that the pressures of being a heroine had been too much for the young woman. After all, the life of Usagi Tsukino had hardly that of a normal Japanese schoolgirl.
Her latent powers had been awakened by the Moon Cats, who tasked her with the preservation of justice in the solar system, a task she was expected to perform while maintaining a separate civilian identity. To her credit, she managed to pull it off, foiling the evil plans of the Dark Kingdom time and again, arriving to battle in her trademark short-skirted sailor-suit and uttering the phrase “For love and justice, the pretty Guardian in a sailor suit, Sailor Moon! In the name of the Moon, I'll punish you!” As she dispatched monsters and evil plots with long-legged magical girl power, word of her deeds spread along with reports of her surpassing beauty.
Then she disappeared. Curious. And to her friends, more than a little disconcerting.
The package contained a data disc and a terse note.
“Dear Mamoru, this will explain everything. Please watch it.” - Usagi
As he sat down at his computer to insert the disc, Mamoru felt something like dread. Perhaps because he was the reincarnation of Prince Endymion, he had always been strikingly intuitive, prone to strange dreams that offered half-glimpsed truths about current and past events, but he hadn’t been able to find even the smallest clue about Sailor Moon’s location. It was if she didn’t want to be found.
A video file began playing automatically. Usagi appeared on-screen in her trademark Sailor outfit, but there was nothing about her actions that could be considered normal. Her too-short skirt was thrown up over her hips, and her long, slender legs were hoisted herself up and down as she straddled the midsection of a young boy, driving his jutting, erect penis deep into her slick pussy. If Mamoru had been wearing his mask, the his goggling eyes would have blown it right off of his head! What was this?
“Nnngh! Yes! Your superior American cock feels so good in my Japanese pussy!” Usagi moaned, her twin-tail hairstyle (with their associated dumpling buns) sashaying up and down as she impaled herself. “Even though you’re only eleven years old, you have such a big Caucasian donkey dick! It’s so much bigger than my boyfriend’s!”
The schlicking sound of wet penetrative sex could be heard as the orgasmic, cock-lusting Usagi continued to narrate her own defilement at the hands of a kid who looked like he wasn’t even out of middle school. Her body - slender and with generously long legs - was a stark contrast to the hairless, precocious penis she was squatting on. Presently she threw back her and moaned, hands planted on either side of her partner’s body as she lifted and dropped her undercarriage in order to stimulate them both. Mamoru gulped. The hairless, heavy cock tearing into Serena’s pussy seemed to have the thickness of a baseball bat. He could sense it stirring her up, subjugating her delicate insides. His eyes picked up subtle bulges in her midsection as the length of it drilled into her guts. From what he could see of the boy, he had an absolutely huge pair of sloshing balls laying between his thighs, obviously stuffed with obscene amounts of cum. Even though Usagi herself was only 15, and a petite 15 at that, the difference in their body sizes was quite noticeable.
“Nnngh! I’m cumming! Mamoru, please watch! This young American boy has made me his woman! I rescued him from the… nnngh… Dark Kingdom brainwashing… nnngh… and instead of thanking me, he bent me over and fucked the shit out of me in a love hotel!” Serena’s piecemeal diatribe certainly did nothing for Mamoru’s self-confidence. His supposed “girlfriend” was really enjoying her impalement on that oversized pre-teen rod. She bit her lower lip and her doe-eyed rolled up in their sockets with pleasure.
“Oooh! He’s cumming totally raw in my pussy!” she moaned, and the sight of the boy’s pink, smooth balls twitching as they blasted their load into her depths was clearly visible. “My womb is being totally filled with Henry’s thick, jelly-like cum!” She went into more backbends, her body galvanized with something like an orgasmic current. Mamoru realized he could actually hear the heavy blasts of semen spraying deep into her cock-hilted depths. It was a foul, splattery, liquid sound, speaking to both the volume and viscosity of the boy’s issue. For his part, the kid had a shit-eating grin on his face, laying back without a care in the world, his bangs obscuring his eyes in a brown hedge. This was the reason that Sailor Moon had disappeared!? Mamoru was so shocked, he couldn’t look away.
When Usagi finally pulled herself off of the spurting organ, leaving the jutting length to flop down over the boy’s tender thigh like a snake, she slid beside the boy on the bed where the entire unnatural act was being filmed, looking at the camera as she teased one of his nipples with her tongue, giving him the sort of service one might expect from a really tawdry soapland. Draping one of her oh-so-long legs over the boy’s body, she reached behind herself and lifted one perky cheek of her ass to explose her recently-fucked pussy, tossing a wink at any prospective viewers. There was a nasty, cum-slopping sound as a massive creampie slid out of her pussy and onto the sheets, looking like several scoops of melted ice cream.
“Nnngh! It’s such a huge load!” she cooed, sucking the boy’s nipple in between bouts of foul exposition. “I’m pregnant for sure, Mamoru - I wanted you to see the moment when I was knocked up by my new American boyfriend!” She leaned in to share a grotesque tongue-kiss with the endowed 11-year-old, sucking and slurping at his mouth with the desperation of a hog going after fresh slop. “Henry fucks me raw every day for hours, he has enough energy to do it almost nonstop! You’re such a worthless queer compared to him, Mamoru,” she seemed to lament, as if she regretting having to tell the camera this harsh truth. After sharing more inappropriate kisses, Usagi made a further confession. “Sometimes he shoves the Moon Stick up my ass while fucking me, and I cum while we both laugh together at your tiny dick!”
The both of them shared a laugh at Mamoru’s expense then, on the recording, and then the boy could be heard speaking for the first time. “You talk too much, you stupid Jap bitch,” he intoned, his voice high-pitched and youthful. He gave her face a slap and Usagi immediately shut up and came to heel, much to Mamoru’s further disbelief. If anything, Sailor Moon had always been a bit of a brat, The first time they’d met, she threw a crumpled up test paper at his head. Was this how she acted when she met a male with a large penis?
There was static then, and the recorded image seemed to change. The lightning was different, and for the first time, Mamoru noticed the timestamp. Only one month ago. The previous scene had clearly been from a period right after Usagi had disappeared, but this new footage was much more recent. It wasn’t just the timestamp that told him that. It was Sailor Moon herself, naked except for her boots, posed on all fours on the bed. She was heavily, heavily pregnant, and the boy was behind her, drilling her pussy with a cock that seemed even larger than before. He was so small and cute that even standing on the bed and with her in doggy position, his pelvis was at the perfect height to penetrate her.
Much of the light of rational thought was gone from Usagi’s face in this new video, replaced by a shameful, eye-rolling ahegao expression that included her tongue lolling out of her mouth. Her milk-engorged breasts swayed on her chest and her gravid belly surged forward and back and the boy fucked her, taking a firm grip on her buttocks to do so. “Yeeees! Fuck me! You’re so deeeeeep! Your cock is so big, Henry! You’ll startle the baby!” As advertised, young Henry would occasionally use one hand to jam the Moon Stick handle deeper into Usagi’s tight schoolgirl ass.
“My water is due to break any moment, Mamoru! I’m going into contractions from being fucked! You’re going to get to see me give birth!” she moaned at the camera, her body still jostling forward and back as the boy pounded away at her twat. “Your faggy, premature ejaculating dick could never have done this to me, but at least you get to see it happen at the hands of an American boy who is your superior in every way!” She began to grunt and moan again, like a big in heat, and Henry seemed to pick up his pace, using his small body for all the force it could muster, seemingly trying to jostle the baby from Usagi’s overstuffed womb by the force of cock alone. After several minutes, something clearly was starting to happen. Usagi twitched and began to orgasm, and Henry pulled his long, heavy boy-cock from her hole, allowing a torrent of clear liquid to sluice out.
With the moment at hand, Usagi transferred to a spread-legged position that gave the camera full view of her fucked-out, pregnant pussy. Eyes rolling back, she made double peace signs while straining, obviously having an intense orgasm as the baby’s head began to crown. It’s passage was lubricated by a huge amount of cum, and as the new life slid from Sailor Moon’s stretched cunt, leaving only the umbilical cord behind, Henry finished his orgasm on Usagi’s tits and face, splattering them with ropes of thick, lumpy seed that added. Usagi collapsed backwards, her blonde hair flowing in the air, a look of utter orgasmic satisfaction on her cum-blasted face.
From there, Henry left the bed and seemed to take control of the camera, sending it whirling before bringing it back to focus on the bed a moment later. Usagi was holding the baby, nursing it at her milk-stuffed breast with an exhausted expression on her face. Cum was still covering her face in a ropey lattice.
“Did you see, Mamoru?” she asked. “My special place that I was once going to share with you, was used as a baby bag by a little boy! I’m his woman now! Henry treats me like the dumb Japanese whore I am, and I love it! And look!” She held the baby out to the camera. It had a suspiciously full head of hair… and eyes already obscured by brown bangs. “He looks just like his father! And his half-Caucasian penis is already bigger than your pathetic dick!” The camera zoomed in to verify this. The newborn had a big, nasty cock that was already six inches long, looking like a third leg.
“Now, I can’t expect Henry to take responsibility for this baby, Mamoru - that would be so rude of me, he’s so far above that sort of thing - so I’m going to send this baby to Tokyo, and you can raise the little bastard yourself. I’m sure you’ll enjoy knowing that your adopted son has a larger penis than you do.” She smiled sweetly, a sick parody of the looks she’d once given him. “But I have to go for now! Take care, Mamoru, I’ll be sure to send you more videos.”
The video went dark, and there was a knock at Mamoru’s door. Too overwhelmed to speak or even think, his intuition told him that the visitor would not be staying. Only dropping off a delivery. And so it was with little surprise that when he opened the door, he was greeted by a basket and a swaddled, crying baby. A note attached to the basket included a photo of Serena, spreading Henry’s asscheeks and jamming her tongue into his hairless, puffy 11-year-old shithole. Hands trembling, he picked up the card and examined the caption.
“Enjoy, faggot. PS: God, I love licking Henry’s ass. So much better than kissing you!” - Usagi
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