Haru Okumura. The perfect daughter. The far to perfect daughter.
Haru was raised to obey her Father without question and never talk back. Whether it was from her non-confrontational personality or borderline abusive discipline by her Father, she did just that.
A doll more than a daughter. Her Father would dress her up and drag her out to any high society party he could make a move at. Forced to have creepy old men ogle at the beautiful well behaved doll from the corner of their eyes while they talk up business and political opportunities with her Father. Haru hated it with a deep passion but kept those feelings buried down. She was raised to never talk back. Dolls never do.
Not even when they're forced into an engagement with an abusive snob like Sugimura. Even with the public’s cognition being changed to be more accepting of bimbos and sexual freedom. Haru would sooner cleave Sugimura in half with an axe then allow him to touch her. The only reason she’s even tolerated being in the same room as the shameless slime ball is because of her Father.
Marrying this loser would boost him even further into politics and good dolls don’t act out. Especially against their Father.
Luckily for Haru a lot changed when she met the Phantom Thieves. When she met Ren to be more specific.
Haru was a bit taken aback by how open they were with sex. Thanks to the increasing amount of bimbos in society and growing changes in the public's general cognition. It didn’t exactly set off many flags in Haru’s mind.
After all, Anyone who looked at Haru’s would think she was a bit of a bimbo herself. If it wasn’t for her proper ladylike etiquette that is. Her features on the other hand betray this etiquette.
Huge puffy hair, O shaped lips, ever growing chest, high heels, expensive makeup, nail polish, and designer bras. It truly is a good thing Haru comes from wealth. The amount of bras Haru has spent money on alone could buy a nice family home. For some reason ever since she started her school life at Shujin her cup size has exploded. Requiring Haru to keep upgrading to the next cup size regularly.
Haru even put in a secret request for all her bras to be stain proof. Haru couldn’t stop herself from getting giant wet spots on her sweater but at least now she didn’t have to constantly find new hiding places for the ruined bras. A task made difficult as Haru made sure not even her servants knew about her…leaking problems. A secret that was getting harder to keep each day.
It's a good thing her Father thought she was just an idiot doll. Otherwise he would have never bought the “I just spilled something” excuse so many times.
Haru lost count of the amount of times she’s heard her Father say word for word “I don’t even know why I buy you such fine clothes if you're just going to keep spilling everything you drink all over that oversized chest of yours.”
Haru’s outlandish expensive clothing always made her feel a bit alienated from her peers and her growing assets certainly didn’t help the shy doll. Who would have thought that the first place that would make her feel normal would be with thieves.
Speaking of thieves. The girls in the Phantom thieves somehow put Haru to shame.
They were real bimbos. Real dolls.
Ann’s chest put Haru’s to shame. She can see why Ann walked around school with a bikini strap to hold them at bay.
Haru’s heard rumors that her chest had been growing lately but a twinge of jealousy made Haru ignore such rumors. Everyone knew that wasn’t Ann’s real feature anyways.
It was her legs. Ann towered over the boys with her natural height even before accounting for the heels she wore.
The only thing that seemed to rival Ann's legs was her long blond hair. That flowed all the way down her back and even made it to her knees.
Futaba was a bit of a shortstack and nowhere near Haru’s chest size but her thighs looked like they could take two chairs alone.
Lastly was Makoto. If Ann could stand over the boys, Makoto looked like she could throw them.
She’s put school delinquents in their place with just a flex of her muscles. A warning not to mess with the student president.
The only thing that could draw attention away from Makoto’s muscles had to have been her ass.
Haru had been somewhat friends with Makoto before the phantom thieves, with them being in the same school year and all.
That didn’t stop Haru from being surprised whenever she saw Makoto walk by in a hallway. The school’s short skirts seemed even shorter on someone with a back like Makoto. Haru would even bet Big Bang Burger stocks that Makoto has been getting bigger down there.
For once in her life Haru wasn’t some outlier with a body too big. She had friends she could talk to about shopping for bras, cute boys, and makeup without “I could tell you was a bimbo just by looking at you” stares she got from other girls.
It’s just a shame that she had to meet them under these circumstances. The next target on the Phantom thieves list was her Father. Kunikazu Okumura.
Haru knew her Father wasn’t the most morally upstanding man but to see his heart made manifest was eye opening. A factory of over worked souls that would be used and discarded like trash once their usefulness had run out. The fact that it was in her Father's heart cremated that those workplace rumors weren't simply “Slander spread by my inferior competitors” her father would spout to Haru and the press.
The workers were nothing more than robots to be her father. Stepping stone to wherever the endless greedy wanted to climb. They were nothing more than dolls like her.
Would this mean Haru would be thrown away as well? When her usefulness ran out? When the doll started to have cracks in its flawless features?
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Later
Thanks to the efforts of the Phantom Thieves the path of the treasure was secured and the calling card was sent.
Upon finally confronting her Father, Haru was still shocked to see what her Father thought of her. Haru knew she was a doll but it's one thing to think your parents don't love you and another for it to be shoved in your face. Haru’s double created from her Father’s cognition was nothing more than an obedient doll that out right killed itself when asked. Thrown away when made useless.
This was the last straw for Haru.
“You allowed him and so many others to treat you like a doll for too long. You’ve allowed your eyes to be blinded by others suffering while you unknowingly gouged yourself on blood money. Will you simply lay down and die like a good doll for this heartless father?” Shouted Haru's Persona from inside her heart.
“My heart has been set… You should know!” Haru replied to her Persona.
With one swift tug Haru ripped off her mask and awakened her true persona. Haru’s hair grew and her puffy hair flared out. Her stomach thinned and her hourglass figure became more defined. Her O shaped lips became even more plumped and her chest shattered her growth record. It swelled past even Ann’s chest. A steady stream of milk bursting forth.
With a tip of her hat Haru declared “Farewell, dear Father. I am no longer your subservient doll!
This was Haru’s first and last time rebelling against her Father.
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Later
The service was quiet despite Kunikazu Okumura's upper status. Haru made sure it wasn’t blown out of proportion. No news crew, no outraged mob, no business men with fake sympathy. Just a quiet funeral in service of Kunikazu Okumura with dear ones.
Of course that left the funeral quite empty. If Haru didn’t ask Ren to come along she would have had no one to stand there with.
Her Father spent so much time working on his empire and making enemies he made very few if any friends and Haru was his only remaining relative. Everyone else there was an acquaintance at best to Haru.
The news was running wild that the Phantom Thieves sent out a calling card to Kunikazu Okumura who then suffered a mental shutdown and killed himself. Haru knew the truth. She knew that the Phantom Thieves would have never killed her father and that their intentions were truly to reform him.
They stole his desires but it still ended up terribly. Haru might have thought her Father was a bastard but she was too kind hearted to ever wish her Father death. So she stood there in Ren’s arms and cried at the wake.
Over the following month Haru grew rather close to Ren. He was charming, kind, knowledgeable, gutsy, and extremely proficient.
After Haru’s awakening her body started having certain cravings. Craving that would require quite the proficient stud to satisfy.
Visiting him became a regular within the weeks after her Father’s death. He always seemed to know how to make her feel warm inside. Like he was giving her something her Father didn’t.
Haru even suggested letting her pick him up for school each morning instead of using the overcrowded train. An offer half out of kindness and the other half out of selfish desire to have full access to Ren each morning in the back of her limousine.
The servants even started teasing Haru about Ren. How she would always go on about Ren and about how she would “leak” whenever he was nearby. Years of trying to hide away her embarrassing lactation issue went out the window when she awakened.
Turns out the general cognition of her changed to match this super stacked bimbo doll with uncontrollable lactation that she was now. So everyone who wasn’t a Phantom Thief has always just remembered her as this doll that needed to be milked regularly and it was somehow perfectly normal.
The teachers didn’t bat an eye when she would raise her hand and asked to be excused from class because her milk had soaked through her sweater. The girls didn’t make any comments about her chest springing a leak in the locker room. Everyone just treated it as if it was good old Haru.
When Haru brought this up to the other Phantom girls they all confirmed they had similar experiences. Haru was a little annoyed she went though such great lengths to conceal her lactation only for it to be meaningless.
But you know what they say. No use crying over spilt milk.
With Haru’s Father gone, Big Bang Burger was in a state of dismay. The allegations of work place abuse proven true, child abuse, and suicide rang throughout the news and thus throughout the stocks of the company.
Little did Haru know that if her Father were to just drop dead like he did. She would be given full control over Big Bang Burger. Haru isn’t an idiot but her Father never bothered to teach a doll how businesses and legalities of such a large scale would work.
Hell she never even imagined her Father would allow her a part of Big Bang Burger, forget owning it. This must be some kinda legality due to not having a proper will she thought. Haru wasn’t too concerned with putting out the fires right away anyhow.
She was too busy picking up the pieces of her emotions and discovering what she actually wanted out of life now that the doll had one.
Haru spent a month hanging out with the girls, screwing Ren, buying clothes with the girls, screwing Ren, trying new gardening techniques, screwing Ren, discovering the humble beginnings of her Father’s company…while screwing Ren.
Haru even paid to have Ren’s room sound proofed. Sojiro was not a stick in the mud and a ladies man at heart himself. Though his customers couldn’t exactly enjoy the food and coffee while hearing a girl scream “DADDY!” from the attic. Haru proved If dolls could speak they would be loud when in bed.
Haru never felt so alive in her life. She had freedom, her garden, her future, and a new and improved “Daddy”. That's when it finally dawned on her what she should do from now on.
When Haru announced her plans at the latest board meeting there was an immediate uproar. Before Haru could get a word in on her plans there was yelling and shouting from all sides of the board table.
Things like “Stupid slut is going to ruin this company.''
"Figures that's all a doll could come with is sex.”
Everything Haru expected.
It's a good thing Ren suggested to Haru some proof of concept ideas.
"Ladies if you would be so kind" Haru shouts to the closed doors.
In walk’s a group of Shojin school girls. Wearing modified versions of the classic Big Bang Burger. Like a cross between Big Bang Burger and some maid service branch. Expect the clothing is far too tight and the skirts far too short.
Word has been spreading around Shibuya that the girls at Shojia academy were a little on the big side but this was ridiculous. These school girls barely fit their clothes. One in particular had zero use for the modified uniform skirt. It didn’t cover her giant ass out all!
With the investors too stunned to speak, Haru was finally able to get a word in “As I was saying I want to refocus Big Bang Burgers.”
“In the past when my Grand Father founded this company, he did it to make people happy.”
“To give people a place to relax and forget about their worries and stress.”
“But under my Father our company has forgotten it very core identity.”
“We went from treating our customers like people to treating them like walking ATMS.”
“We use to treat our workers like family but now they’re nothing more then dolls!”
“I’m gonna rebuild the Big Bang Burger from the ground up.”
“I'm gonna make a place where people can really go to relax and blow off steam.”
“I'm going to make a Big Bang in an almost literal sense.”
“A place where people are happy to serve and be served”
“A place where even the worker can go home at the end of the day satisfied both in mind and body!” Haru finished strongly.
If the girls made the investors speechless, her speech made them breathless. Haru turned to one of the concept workers beside her.
“Makoto if you could please give them a demonstration of our Big Bang Bimbo's Cosmic Shake Special?”
Without a word and a slight nod, Makoto climbed onto the large conference table. The sounds of her heels clacked loudly on the imported maple wood as she walked to the center. Making sure to add some swing to her hips.
“There’s something about a Niijima woman that demands fear and respect when they're at work” Haru thought to herself.
One of the girls behind Haru turned on some beat heavy from her phone. Without missing a beat Makoto bent over and let loose.
Makoto moved her giant ass to the beat perfectly. She even incorporated mobility into her dancing. She twerked like she was on a runway. Going by each of the inverters while twerking just close enough to give them front row seat but not enough to touch. Not once bouncing out of beat.
If Haru’s speech left them breathless, Makoto’s twerking outright stopped their hearts. They were so hypnotized by Makoto’s ass they hadn't even realized the rest of the girls Haru brought along had either moved behind their seats or snuck under the table.
Haru spoke loud and clear “While you enjoy your Cosmic Shake please enjoy some of the other items on our menu. Such as the Black Hole, Wetting Star, Uranus, and Space Cowboy.
Those who snuck under the table were sucking the money right out of the investors along with their cum. The girls who snuck behind the investors found themselves riding on their laps. The investors were putty in the girls' hands.
After a couple of hours the meeting came to an end. The investors were sweaty and exhausted. No one could refuse Haru’s proposals when they were too tired from sex.
“Thank you girls for your hard work. I’ll take it from here!" Haru said to the girls with a light bow.
Makoto finally climbed down off the table. “Your incredible Makoto! Twerking like that for 4 hours straight?” “I could never do it that long.” Haru said with pure admiration to her student president.
Despite her stone cold serious face while working, Makoto couldn’t help but blush at the compliment. “Thanks but it was nothing. I’ve gone way longer for Re-” Beat red Makoto quickly realized she was saying way too much.
“Daddy does have quite the stamina doesn’t he?” Haru said in a teasing smile. Before Makoto could speed out of the room in embarrassment Haru grabbed her by the hand.
“Actually I was wondering if you could stay with us for the final phase of the showcase” Haru asked in an embarrassed smile. “There’s more?” Makoto asked, a little surprised.
“The investors are pretty much passed out anyways so are you sure they’ll even listen?” Makoto said as she looked on to the room filled with men slumped on the floor or sunken into chairs.
“Trust me I have just the thing” Haru said with a wink. "Ren we're ready for you!”
The doors to the board meeting room swung open and in came Ren. Pushing along a cart full of fries, milkshakes, and burgers.
“Now since blowing off steam takes a lot out of you at Big Bang Bimbos, I see no reason to stop selling food. In fact I believe this will help increase sales figures for our food products!”
Ren went around the room handing out the cart's contents to everyone in the room. The only thing that matched the investors' exhaustion was their hunger and thirst. They were immediately blown back by the taste. Nothing about this food tasted like it was from Big Bang Burgers. Not even the meat.
“That's because it's not meat!” Haru said with a proud boast.
“It's local home grown veggie burgers! I have no issue with eating meat and we will continue selling meat patties along side our veggie patties but I’ve always had a green thumb.”
“So I figured why not work with what I got?” Haru said with a proud smile. “Thanks to Da-” Haru stutters “Ahem” “Thanks to Ren here.”
“He’s gotten me into contact with a doctor who’s helped design a growth formula that helps speed up the ingredients growth rates. To help lower costs while raising production rates.” Haru went on.
“The fries are also a result of my green thumb as you could’ve guessed”
“What about the milkshake? Its outstanding” One investor abruptly mentioned. Leaving the rest of the investors to chime in with their own surprise at its taste.
Haru’s face turned more red than a freshly grown tomato.
“Locally sourced” Ren quickly spoke up for Haru. "We call them The Milky Way."
The investors could not hope to refuse anymore. No one could deny they felt satisfied in every way. The board meeting ended in overwhelming success.
With the changes set to go through it was time to get Makoto and Ren home.
Makoto’s stop was first so she kissed Ren goodbye, and kissed again, and again, and ag- “AHEM” said Haru in a jealous huff.
“Oh right. sorry” Makoto said in a shy smile and quickly moved to step out of the car. She wasn’t able to get out without a slap on the ass from Ren though.
Not that she wasn’t asking for it with the smirk she shot him when closing the door.
With just Haru and Ren left in a spacious backseat, Haru was ready to make a move. The last thing she expected was for Ren to immediately turn to her with a business idea.
Ren knew a photographer who could help market the brand new Big Band Bimbos image. Let’s not forget the Phantom Thieves have their own super rookie in modeling and porn.
Haru was all for it until. “I think you should star alongside Ann in the promotional poster” Ren stated.
Haru went red during the meeting but here she was turning as white as her milkshakes. "Me? Show up next to a natural beauty in modeling!? That's embarrassing, that absurd, that's a total mess waiting to happen” Haru said in a short breath panic.
“Trust me you got the face and the body for it. Besides it will show confidence" Ren said while putting an arm around Haru’s waist and scouting her closer.
"But I” Haru started before Ren cut her off “Would Daddy lie to you?” Ren stated as he slyly reached a hand up to cup a feel.
Haru shivered all the way down to her toes whenever she heard Ren talk like that. Once a daddy’s girl. Always a daddy’s girl.
Before Haru could speak the car came to a stop. “Looks like it's my stop” Ren pulled away and stepped out of the car.
He heard the car speed off but when he looked behind him he saw Haru standing there. "
Wha-" but it was Haru's turn to cut Ren off. “I’ve just stood in a room for 4 hours like a good doll watching men fuck my fellow students senseless while Makoto shook her huge biker seat. Do you know how many times she ignored the investors to come over to shake it in my face alone?"
She does get carried away when she’s shak-” Cut off for a second time. Haru slams her hands on both sides of Ren, locking him right up against Leblanc’s front door.
“We are going to your room and we aren’t stopping until I need to buy you a new bed” Haru declares in a tone much like Makoto’s when Ren gets her too wounded up. Anything even close to a Niijima’s tone is still a tone a man cannot disobey.
Shocked Haru is being so uncharacteristically dominant. He is completely thrown off when Haru opens the door behind Ren and gives him a light shove in.
“Now sit back and let this doll show you how she plays wife.” Haru says with a hungry, almost beast-like look. The last thing Haru said before Ren was in for a long long night was something he couldn’t even understand.
“Je pense que ce soir nous ferons de toi un vrai papa” Haru said with a determined smile.
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Aftermath
One new bed and one week later.
“ARE YOU ALRIGHT? WHAT'S WRONG? Shojiro says in a panic.
“I don’t know!” “He just opened a letter, turned white, and passed out!” Futaba said as she started shaking Ren’s shoulder trying to wake him.
“A letter!?” “Let me see that!” Shojiro quickly picked up the letter.
“Holy sh-” Shojiro stammered.
“What!?” “What is it!?” Futaba said with worried eyes still shaking Ren.
Shojiro said with an exhausted sigh. “Don’t worry Futaba. He’s just shocked he never has to work again”
Futaba looked at Shojiro like he grew a second head. “It's a letter with a royalty check attached. From Haru’s company” He clarified.
Embarrassed and slightly annoyed that her worrying was for something that would seem like a cheesy bit out of one of her animes. She stopped shaking Ren and gave him a good jab in the shoulder.
“Really such an over reaction to a stupid check. I mean how much could it even be?” Futaba said in a pout.
“7,094,979 Yen for this month’s check”. Shojiro said, looking at the letter. “I'm impressed though. Whoever wrote this letter must be quite head over heels for our trouble maker here. I guess he took my advice to heart after all. She even left a makeup kiss stain on the letter” Shojiro finished proudly.
“How about we have some curry to celebrate!” Shojiro finished. Though when he locked up all he saw was Futaba knocked out the exact same way as Ren.
“Jeeze, It really is like a comedy sketch” Shojiro chuckled to himself
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