Darkness.
First, there was only darkness. Then came the pressure, an overwhelming force filling his being with strange sensations. Next—voices. Faint, wet, and clingy, like filth sticking to the brain. Giggling, slurping, exaggerated moans of pleasure, and worst of all—that voice.
"Yeeeaaahhh... take all that BLACK in you, bitch."
The blond bloke, now a fragmented consciousness adrift in space, screamed—but no sound escaped. Instead, knowledge poured into him like boiling oil. He now knew where he was, what had happened to him. The words of the black NTR monkey echoed as he realized he was in a fucked-up NTR world. He was now Naoki Morii, the pathetic NTR cuck protagonist of 'Kokujin no Tenkousei NTR ru'.
The body he was being forced into. The world of the hentai he had just read—a grotesque doujin filled with brain-dead sluts moaning for a monkey. And worse, he now had Naoki's memories. The school beatings. The crying. The fucking betrayal.
"FUCK," he wanted to roar. "DELETE THIS SHIT FROM MY BRAIN!"
But he couldn't. It was fusing into him, becoming a part of him. The last flicker of light brought one realization: he was no longer just the blond bloke. Not entirely. He was Naoki Morii, and he hated every fucking second of it. He felt second hand cucked, even though his rational mind told him it wasn't him. But he wasn't the weak cuck Naoki anymore. No—this body was already changing. He could feel the energy of the NTR shit squad transforming this body from a pathetic cuck into an antagonist that would cuck the little whimp protagonists of these brainless NTR stories.
As he opened his eyes, he was no longer seated at his PC. No apartment. No beer. No training gear. Just… a hallway. Old wood, familiar in a sickening way. He turned. His door. His own bedroom. From inside, wet, sloppy sounds. The smell of sweat, the sound of skin slapping against skin. Giggling. Groaning. Chanting the name "Kokujin and Master" like it was holy writ.
He stepped forward, driven by rage and the newly fused memories. He opened the door. Inside, on his own bed, the scene unfolded.
Kaede Morii, on her knees between the legs of a giant black ape of a man, tongue out like a thirsty dog, eyes glassy, moaning into Kokujin's groin.
"Fuck, yes! Suck that black cock, you worthless whore," Kokujin groaned, grabbing a handful of her hair and pushing her face deeper into his crotch.
Kanoko, his sister, fully naked on top of Kokujin's chest, sucking on his fingers like it was crack, her eyes rolled back in ecstasy.
"Yes, Master! More!" she moaned, grinding against him.
Nao, his "girlfriend," riding Kokujin's thigh while fingering herself, her mouth open in a silent scream of pleasure.
Ayumu, bent over and being pounded by the beast like she was a drum, moaning nonsense, tongue out, sweat flying from her face.
"FUCK—YES! BLACK COCK IS THE PEAK OF EVOLUTION!" Ayumu cried, her body convulsing with each thrust.
Naoki stood in the doorway, fists clenched, his body trembling with rage. The new energy from the sentai freaks—their stupid NTR powers—were changing him even more. His frame surged with muscle. His chest broadened. His face grew more masculine. He was now 1.8 meters of pure fury, with the body of a muscular bloke and a weapon between his legs that could ruin an entire hentai doujin.
He grinned, a cold, brutal smile. It wasn't the body he had before, but it would do just fine for this world. He stepped in.
The orgy didn't stop—but four pairs of eyes shot toward him. Shock. Fury. Disgust. As if he was interrupting something sacred.
"Naoki?" Kanoko said, blinking, her tits bouncing on Kokujin's chest. "What the fuck are you doing?! We are servicing our master, don't ruin it, you stupid cuck! You're just a useless piece of shit with a limp dick!"
"Stupid useless lesser man little dick son," Kaede muttered, wiping her chin, "go back to playing games or crying in the living room. Don't make me punish you for misbehaving again…"
Kokujin didn't stop thrusting. He looked over and laughed.
"Haha! The lil' man's still here! Came to watch again, huh? Thought you'd get off watching your girls become WOMEN with a REAL superior alpha man?"
Naoki said nothing. His eyes glowed like they were on fire, burning with hatred and rage.
"You ain't ever gonna beat me, cuck. I already punched you like a bag a lot of times. You're not even in the same species. I'm BLACK. I'm the alpha. You're the background character whose name no one remembers. I fucked your GF, I took your sister raping her and she became a slave in love with my black cock, I raped your mother before even having your GF and I also took your last friend that surrendered to my cock," Kokujin taunted, his voice dripping with arrogance.
Ayumu's mindless grin widened. "Naokiiiii~ Look! I finally know what being a woman is~ Teehee~! Kokujin's cock made me see stars~!"
Naoki cracked his neck, a chilling sound that echoed through the room.
"I'm gonna break every single one of you," he growled, his voice cold and brutal.
Kaede stood up, still naked, cum dripping from her thighs.
"Don't talk to your mother like that—!" she started, but her words were cut off as Naoki's fist sank into her gut. Her eyes went wide, spittle flying from her mouth and without breath.
Before she could collapse, a brutal backhand slapped her across the face, sending her skidding across the floor like trash.
"GUHHH—!!" she groaned, her body twitching in pain.
Kanoko shrieked and leapt to attack him. He caught her jaw mid-leap and slammed a straight punch into her face. The sound was sickening. Blood burst from her nose, her body slumping to the side, eyes rolling back.
Nao froze, watching in shock. Her mouth open, her legs trembling. She couldn't believe what she was seeing.
Kokujin finally stopped moving, his face twisted in fury.
"You done?" Naoki said, stepping over Kaede's twitching body. He walked to the far side of the room—where his old baseball bat leaned against the wall. Gripping it, he felt the wood fit perfectly into his palm.
"I've had enough of your mouth and looks of a lesser man, dumbass," Kokujin said, cracking his knuckles. "You think you're gonna come in here and break up my fun?. You don't get to win, little bitch I will show you again the useless man that you are."
Naoki didn't reply. He turned, his eyes locked onto Ayumu, who looked up, bleary-eyed.
CRACK! The bat hit her square in the face. Blood and spit sprayed as she dropped like a puppet with its strings cut.
Kokujin's face twisted in fury. "You little fuc—"
CRACK! The bat slammed into Kokujin's shoulder.
THUD! His thigh.
CRACK! Right across the jaw.
He stumbled. Screamed.
"FUCK—!"
"Not so alpha now, monkey," Naoki taunted, his voice cold and brutal.
He smashed again. CRACK! Kokujin hit the wall.
Kaede and Kanoko tried to scramble forward trying to help him, "Masterrrrr"—pathetic, trembling, naked, cum-covered. Naoki turned mid-swing—BOOM! The bat caught Kaede in the ribs. She flew back, knocking Kanoko over.
Nao still hadn't moved. She was panting, her face red, legs clenched together.
"You're sick," Naoki growled at her.
Nao whispered, "...You're… not Naoki…"
"You're damn right I'm not," he replied, his voice cold and brutal.
He stood over Kokujin, who was twitching, blood pouring from his nose, split lips gasping for breath.
"Still thinking you are a superior black monkey?" Naoki asked, his voice dripping with contempt. He laughed, a cold, brutal sound. "This is laughable. A nazi black man thinking they are superior? Hey, little monkey, didn't you know that your species was the slave, the bitch of humanity since antiquity? You were garbage being traded by your white masters and used as they saw fit."
"I will become your white master. I will remodel you into being a bitch in the place where you belong," Naoki said, his voice cold and brutal.
Kokujin tried to speak, but Naoki dropped the broken bat. And then began to punch.
THUD. THUD. THUD. THUD. THUD. THUD.
Blood sprayed with every hit. Teeth flew. A rib cracked. By the sixth punch, Kokujin's body was limp. By the ninth, he was unconscious.
Naoki stood up, breathing heavy. Blood dripped from his knuckles. The room was silent. Kaede and Kanoko groaned on the floor. Ayumu was knocked out cold. Nao still hadn't moved—eyes glued to him like she was seeing a god, full of arousal.
Naoki turned slowly, looking at them. His voice cold. Brutal.
"This is my fucking world now," he growled.
"And you bitches will become my slave whores. You will learn that a yellow big cock would fucking destroy your mindless yellow whore minds because we are still superior to the black monkey. Learn to respect your master, or you will receive pain. A lot of pain."