The Raptors locker room had never been this quiet.

Every single player stood frozen, mouths open, eyes glued to the doorway. The coach’s hand was still gripping the doorknob like it was the only thing keeping him upright.

Nash stood there casually, as if he’d just wandered in to borrow a towel. Except Mika was there too, naked and completely wrecked, still stuck on his cock like some kind of messed-up fleshlight. Her legs were limp around his waist, her head lolling back, tongue hanging out like a dog that had been running all day. Her tits bounced with every shaky breath she took, all swollen and red from whatever the hell just happened.

One of the Raptors forwards finally murmured.

"M-Mika...?"

Another player took a step back.

"No fucking way..."

The coach’s voice came out hoarse.

"What... the hell did you do to her?"

Nash didn’t answer right away. Instead, he casually shifted his grip. One large hand slid down to knead Mika’s thick, juicy ass cheek, fingers sinking deep into the soft flesh. He gave it a firm, slow squeeze, then began rolling her hips in a circle on his cock like she was nothing more than a toy.

Mika’s whole body jerked like she’d been electrocuted.

"Hnnngh, ! Guuuhhh... ahhn~... spinning... too... deep..." she slurred, her voice completely wrecked.

The Raptors players flinched at the wet, obscene sound of her pussy being stirred on Nash’s massive shaft.

Nash didn’t even look at her. His voice stayed calm and nonchalant, almost bored.

"Yeah... she was pretty intense at first. Real strong grip. Kept trying to milk me dry."

He switched hands, now kneading the other ass cheek and rolled her hips the opposite way, slowly rotating her on his dick like he was toying with a stress ball. "But she started tapping out around the tenth or eleventh time she came. After that she just... kinda melted."

Mika let out another helpless, guttural moan.

"Aaahhh... hnnngh... turning... me... inside... out... guuhhh... can’t... stop..."

A few Raptors players looked physically ill... and aroused... But mostly ill and tense.

The coach finally snapped out of his shock, his face turning red with anger.

"What the fuck happened?! What did you do to her?!"

Nash grinned and slowly lifted Mika up. His cock, thick and shiny with her juices, slid out inch by inch, making the most disgusting wet noise.

Mika’s body spasmed like she’d been electrocuted. Her head snapped back, and she let out this long, shameless groan that echoed off the lockers.

"Aaaahhhhhhnngh, !! Too... big... pulling... out... guuuhhh...!"

A heavy wave of thick, white cum immediately spilled from her gaping, twitching pussy. It poured down in messy ropes, splashing onto the floor between Nash’s feet. Her hole stayed wide open for a few seconds, visibly pulsing, before slowly starting to close.

And then, sploosh, a thick flood of cum just poured out of her, splattering on the floor between Nash’s feet. Her pussy stayed gaping open for a second, twitching like crazy, before slowly trying to close up again.

Nash dropped her onto the bench like a used rag, right next to the puddle. Mika curled up on instinct, her thighs squeezing together as more cum leaked out. Her legs kicked weakly in the air, and another pathetic groan slipped out.

"Hnnngh... empty... so... empty... pretty... cock... more..."

Nash looked straight at the horrified Raptors team, crossing his arms, then looked at the ceiling.

"So... let me try to remember what happened," he said, casual, as if he was explaining a simple play.

Earlier in a private maintenance room...

Mika’s arrogant grin had long since shattered.

She was on her back atop the stack of mats, her thick thighs folded against her shoulders in a brutal mating press. Nash’s massive cock drilled into her soaked, twitching pussy with deep, merciless strokes, each thrust making her fat tits bounce violently and her belly bulge obscenely every time he bottomed out.

Her eyes were already rolling back, tongue lolling out stupidly as she came for the sixteenth time in a row.

"EEUHnnngh, !! W-wait, ! Slow down you fucking monster, ahhn~!! I’m, I’m still cumming, guuuhhh!!"

Nash didn’t slow down. He kept pounding her with that steady, powerful rhythm, his heavy balls slapping loudly against her ass.

At first, he had come here just to mess with their trump card and show the Raptors he wasn’t easy to break. But something clicked inside Nash’s mind halfway through.

He felt better, way better physically.

A warm, refreshing wave of energy surged through his exhausted muscles. The Zone state rebound fatigue that had been crushing him in the hallway was melting away with every thrust. One of his passive allowed him to recover stamina through sexual activity, it was a little, but endless.

And now, he had a perfect sacrifice to abuse it. A bait had turned into a full meal.

"You said you were going to leave me a broken vegetable?" He leaned down, biting her neck while grinding his cock deep against her cervix. "I’m still waiting, Mika."

She tried to glare at him through the mess on her face, but another orgasm ripped through her. Her pussy spasmed wildly around his thick shaft, squirting messily all over his abs.

"Aaaahhhhh, !! F-fuck you, ! You’re no-no-nothing!, hnnngh, cummin’ — guuhhh!! My pussy, my pussy’s... can’t take — can’t take it!!"

Nash chuckled and suddenly pulled out, flipping her around like a ragdoll. He stood up, holding her in a full nelson standing position, legs spread obscenely wide as he lowered her dripping pussy back onto his cock.

The stretch was insane. A thick, prominent bulge appeared on her toned belly, rising and falling with every thrust. Mika’s eyes crossed instantly.

"Too biiig—!! It’s hitting my stomach, hnnngh!! Put me down— guuuhhh!!"

Nash just bounced her up and down on his dick like a toy, his strong arms locked behind her head.

"Down? But you look so cute like this."

He started thrusting upward fast and hard. Plap-plap-plap-plap-plap! Mika’s massive tits bounced wildly in front of her face as she squirted again, juices spraying everywhere.

"I-I can’t—! It feels—!! Too good!!!!, ahhn~!! My pussy’s melting, guuuhhh!! Stop making me squirt like a... huuuunnnngh!!"

Nash switched again. He turned her to face him, holding her up by her thick thighs standing, pounding her while staring straight into her fucked-stupid face.

"Look at you," he teased, grinning. "The legendary Leech is crying on my dick. Where’s all that ’I’ll drain you dry’ energy?"

Mika’s tongue hung out completely, drool running down her chin as she came for the eighteenth time, her pussy gushing around him.

"Hnnngh—!! I hate you— I hate your stupid huge cock— guuuhhh!! But— but it feels so fucking good, aaaahhn!! Don’t stop, —wait no!!! keep going... Uwaaaa— I’m losing my mind, !!"

Nash laughed and kept pumping load after load inside her. Thick ropes of hot aphrodisiac cum flooded her womb, making her belly swell even more. The pleasure was overwhelming, every stretch, every deep thrust turned into pure ecstasy thanks to the effect his cum had on her body.

He changed positions once more, pressing her back against the wall, one leg hooked over his arm as he railed her sideways, watching her belly bulge with every thrust.

Mika was a complete mess now, moaning like a broken toy.

"Too deeeep— !! You’re rearranging my guts, hnnngh!! I’m cumming— guuuhhh!! My pussy’s addicted, I can’t stop loving it, aaaahhh!!"

By the time Nash decided he was fully recharged, Mika was a broken, drooling mess. Her belly was slightly swollen, thick cum leaking nonstop from her gaping pussy.

He suddenly sped up, hips blurring with fast, brutal pounding.

The wet slapping sounds became a rapid schlap-schlap-schlap-schlap rhythm as his giant cock destroyed her insides.

Mika’s eyes rolled completely white.

"W-wait— !! A big one’s coming— I feel it, hnnngh!! Don’t— don’t cum inside again— !! I don’t wanna get preg— guuuhhh!!"

Nash grinned wickedly, still pounding her at blinding speed.

"You wanted to fuck me raw, remember? No condom. This is what you asked for."

He buried himself to the hilt and unleashed.

A massive, endless wave of thick, hot cum erupted deep inside her womb like a firehose. Mika’s belly swelled visibly, her eyes crossing as the pressure and pleasure overloaded her completely.

"Aaaaahhhhhhhnngh— !!! Too much— !! It’s flooding me, I’m breakin— guuuhhh!! Cumming, cumming so haaaard— !! I’m gonna get knocked up, nooo, yes, hnnngh, !!"

Her body convulsed violently. The overwhelming fullness, both physically and mentally, finally broke her. Mika’s head fell back, tongue hanging out, eyes rolled up as she passed out mid-orgasm, still twitching and leaking cum everywhere around his cock.

Nash held her limp, cum-stuffed body for a few more seconds, then casually pulled out with a long, wet schlorp. A waterfall of his seed poured from her gaping, ruined pussy onto the floor.

He looked down at the destroyed, unconscious gyaru with a small, satisfied smirk.

He felt completely refreshed. Stronger than before the second half even started.

"Thanks for the trick," he muttered with a satisfied smirk.

Back in the Raptors Locker Room 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

The bench creaked under Mika’s twitching body, her thighs quivering as thick globs of cum leaking out of her pussy onto the floor.

Nash casually wiped his glistening cock with her jersey like it was a dirty rag. He gave it a few lazy strokes, then tossed the soaked shirt onto her face.

"And then, I brought her here," he said cheerfully. "That’s pretty much what happened."

The locker room exploded.

"You motherfucker, !"

"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO?!"

Jax stepped forward, veins bulging in his neck.

"I’m gonna kill you right now, "

Nash smirked, still completely relaxed.

"Relax, big guy. You can get away with prostituting your teammates, not for aggression. Plus it’s a win-win situation for everyone. You wanted it, she loved it, and I enjoyed it. I even had to plug her back in when I opened the door, for dramatic effect."

He stretched his arms overhead, muscles rippling, not a trace of fatigue left.

"And now? I feel fucking fantastic. Like I just had the best power nap of my life. Ready to bury all of you in the second half"

Jax’s teeth ground loud enough to hear.

The coach’s face purpled.

"You’re.... fucking bastard... you’re dead in the second half."

Nash chuckled, turning toward the door. "Send my regards to your bitch. And if she ends up pregnant... if it’s a boy, name him Milk. If it’s a girl, call her... Hmmm... Oh, I know... Jax Junior."

That was the last jab that broke Jax’s sanity. He lunged, only for three teammates to grab him, their hands slipping on his sweat-slick arms as Nash strolled out.

Nash just waved lazily and turned to leave.

"See you on the court."

The moment the door closed behind him, Jax slammed his fist into a locker so hard it dented.

"WE’RE MURDERING THAT BASTARD IN THE SECOND HALF!!" he roared. "I don’t care what it takes , break him!!"

Nash strolled in casually, still feeling fresh and loose and reached Blacklist’s locker room.

Victoria was waiting at the door, arms crossed, sunglasses low on her nose. Once she saw him, she showed her phone.

"You said five minutes. You’ve been gone almost the entire halftime."

Nash gave her a lazy grin.

"Found a little... investment opportunity for the second half."

Victoria stared at him for a long second, then sighed, massaging her sinuses.

"...I don’t want to know the details, do I?"

"Probably not," Nash replied, rolling his neck. "But trust me , I’m more than ready now. And my investment will pay really soon."

Victoria pushed her sunglasses up and turned away, a rare, dangerous smile on her lips.

"Good. Then let’s go destroy them."