Food Wars: Yukihira Restaurant Harem - Chapter 1

Themes: Rough Sex, Moresome, Dom/Sub

Summary: In which Soma wins a lot of last minute competitions before summer arrives, and a whole bevy of beauties ends up spending the entire summer as his servants.

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As several cars drive up to the outside of the Yukihira Family Restaurant, there's no denying that the place looks absolutely fantastic. But then, to be fair, it had just been renovated over the last several weeks, turning it into what it was today. The diner itself was mostly the same, though enlarged to fit a lot more customers, if business demanded it. But the kitchen had definitely been modified, filled with the most advanced equipment and the best ingredients, while an additional story for living quarters had been added on to the restaurant, the entire building expanded after the lot next to it was bought and built upon.

This had been commissioned by two young women in particular, one Ikumi Mito and Alice Nakiri, both stating that they would need more space to live in, given the current circumstances. As the cars all pull up to a stop in front of the restaurant, several doors open at once, dropping off quite the gaggle of girls, along with one young man.

Soma Yukihira can't help but smile as practically every female chef that'd caught his eye while he was at Totsuki Culinary Academy piles out of the cars. From the cousins, Alice and Erina Nakiri to the brash Ikumo Mito, and on with girls like Megumi Tadokoro, Miyoko Hojo, Nao Sadatsuka, Ryoko Sakaki, Hisako Arato, Jun Shiomi, and Yuki Yoshino all taking up the rear.

Needless to say, it made for an odd sight indeed, so many beautiful women surrounding him. While he was staring at them, however, they were all staring at the restaurant with varying degrees of trepidation and resignation, knowing that it would be where they would all be staying all summer long, so they might as well accept it now.

To tell the truth, Soma had not intended for things to go down like this. Sure, it was kind of his actions that had led to the current situation, but he would swear up and down till the day he died that this wasn't his plan… no, more accurately, it could be said to have been Ikumo Mito's plan gone awry. Basically, after finishing finals and the main competitions at the Culinary Academy for the year, Yukihira had gone on a shokugeki frenzy in the final weeks before summer arrived.

He'd beat a hell of a lot of students, earning quite a bit of territory, and a bunch of stuff for the Polar Star. THAT had been his intention. But then, as if insulted by how hard he was pushing, Ikumi had come out of nowhere to challenge him to a rematch. He really hadn't wanted to accept, especially when, to make things interesting she'd stipulated that the loser become the servant of the winner for the entire summer.

Soma had had plans for this summer, and they hadn't involved being a servant to the brash blonde girl. And yet, he couldn't exactly refuse after the run he'd had. So even though he was already a little worn out, he'd accepted. And then he'd won. Ikumi Mito had lost and had become his first servant for the entire summer. First, because when Soma accepted her challenge, it seemed that he'd made the mistake of setting a precedent.

Every girl under the damn sun had taken up the opportunity to challenge him, even girls like Alice Nakiri, Miyoko Hojo, and Jun Shiomi, all aiming for a chance to torture him. But all had lost. Every girl that stood arrayed around him now, all ten of them, were young women who had challenged him for the right to have him serve them for the summer and failed.

Even Erina had stepped up at the end there, when he'd had nine women already serving him. It had been too good of a deal to pass up, even Soma could see that. After all, if she won and he had to serve her all summer, then the others who'd lost to him would have to serve her THROUGH him all summer. It was ten for the price of one, and she'd gone for it… only to lose as well.

When Soma beat Erina, the challenges had finally stopped coming, those that were left finally seeming to realize that there was no way they were going to win if even Erina Nakiri fell to him. What had started as a last second territory grab for the Polar Star had ended in a massive coup that would likely reshape Academy Politics in the following year, no matter what happened over the summer between Soma and the ten women he'd beaten.

Luckily, or perhaps unluckily depending on your perspective, Soma had been smart enough to have contracts drawn up after Ikumi Mito's challenge, and so it was quite literally signed, sealed, and delivered. Breaking their words now would result in reprimands and punishments from the Academy and could even result in them being kicked out of the school. Soma had never felt so… powerful, to be honest. He just hoped it didn't go to his head TOO much.

Regardless…

"Go and get unpacked, girls. Then meet me in the kitchen."

With that, Soma walks into his family's restaurant with a smile on his face. Its good to be home. Luckily, when he'd written his father to tell him what was happening, the older man had been understanding, so Soma had access to the closed down business to do what he pleased with it for the entire summer. Which was good, very good… because he had plans. Oh yes, he did.

Soon enough, the girls are all unpacked. Having actually paid for the entire thing, Ikumi Mito and Alice Nakiri have their own rooms, as does Soma. Erina does as well, because she's Alice's cousin. Every other girl is put up in a dorm, and while some might not be happy with that, Soma doesn't really care, and given none of them complain, he's not going to worry over it.

Once everyone is situated in the kitchen, either leaning against the counter as Soma is, or standing primly back straight, or lounging against a cabinet or wall, he speaks, a smile on his face.

"My father has given me permission to open the restaurant for the summer. We'll all be starting on Monday. You will be working with me, under me. This will involve serving, dishwashing, cooking, tasting, and most importantly of all, experimentation."

Most of the assembled ladies nod at this. Some might not be happy with the idea of being forced to serve customers or wash dishes when they're all chefs eager to prove themselves, but they knew what they were likely getting into when they entered the place. However, a select few, namely Yuki, Ryoko, Megumi, and Ikumi all pale at the last bit, the bit on 'experimentation. Jun does as well, remembering the trauma of Soma's father's experimental food.

Smirking a little at the wide range of reactions, Soma claps his hands together.

"Let's start with some experimentation, shall we?"

Then, he gets to work. He has a few of the girls help him with a few of the steps, getting ingredients for him and measuring things out. Easy, simple stuff. He always checks their work of course, but most of the actual cooking, Soma does himself, working hard to prepare a dish large enough for all ten of the women to taste. Within ten minutes, he's serving it to all of them, and watching as they each take a sample. Some are more cautious than others, but under his watchful gaze, they eat it all the same.

He smiles happily when the reactions from the first dish are unanimously positive. They can't hide their near-orgasmic pleasure at the tastes currently assaulting their mouths. As they all come down from their collective food-gasm, Soma is already working on the next dish, not pausing for even a moment. When he serves THAT up… he gets the same exact reaction from all of them, more happiness, more moans, more enjoyment.

Its on the third dish that the rest of the group learns a lesson that a few among their number already know. Experimentation isn't all fun and games, and it CAN be hit and miss. The third dish is a Squid and Snake gumbo, and if the first two had been great, almost orgasmic sensations, this one was more of a violent rape of their poor senses.

Needless to say, Soma took the objective criticism of their retching and their horror-stricken faces and just nodded stoically, filing it away as he moved to make his next dish. Needless to say, from that moment on, all of the girls were worried, concerned, and even terrified in more than one case. But they'd signed the contracts, and they knew that Soma wouldn't poison them at least… not consciously, anyways.

Still, it was about four hours before he declared the experimentation session done, watching the relieved girls file out of his kitchen. As he takes in the sight of them going, enjoying a glance at more than a few of their shapely asses, Soma smiles somewhat sadistically. This was only the beginning.

-x-X-x-

Ikumi wasn't sure what to think about… well, any of this. And judging by the looks on most of the other girls' faces, they weren't either. She'd half-expected Soma to take this chance to turn his family restaurant into a maid café and force all of them to dress up in scantily maid outfits. She was pretty confident in her own body, and sure that under the circumstances, they would have made Soma a lot of money if he chose to use them in that way.

But instead, given what he'd laid out, he was just going to run a normal restaurant. They were to be his servers, yes, but also his dishwashers, his junior cooks, and… worst of all, his guinea pigs. As all of the girls chit chat with one another in the common area of the new living quarters built off the side of the restaurant, Ikumi can see a look of abject fear on Erina Nakiri's face. Only now is the blonde realizing just how sadistic Soma can be when it comes to food. Ikumi holds in a snort at the terror in Erina's eyes. Clearly, she's worried for her precious tongue and the world-class taste buds on it.

Good… let the princess squirm…

"Hey, Ikumi?"

And like that, the entire room freezes up as Soma's voice, the only masculine voice in the entire building, drifts from the doorway. Looking over, Ikumi finds him smiling at her, and its not quite a nice smile.

"Later tonight, after dinner, I need you to come back to the kitchen for something special, all right?"

Ikumi glances around at the rest of the room.

"J-Just me?"

The last four hours weigh heavily on everyone's mind as Soma simply smiles and nods.

"Yep, just you."

And then he's gone, just like that. Now it's Ikumi who's gulping in fear, locked in a perpetual state of dread as the others all give her pitying looks, though at the same time, their faces make it clear that they're just happy that it's not them. Regardless, the next few hours are undeniably harsh on Ikumi Mito, but she's not going to let Soma get to her. How bad can it be? If she survived the first round of experimentation, surely, she could survive just one dish…

-x-X-x-

A few hours later, the sun has set and everyone else is going to bed. Meanwhile, Ikumi Mito walks into the kitchen with her head held high, her back straight… and of course, her usual eye-catching get-up on. Wearing her usual bra and denim shorts, Ikumi tries not to show a single ounce of her fear… though, seeing Soma with a dome-covered plate certainly doesn't help much.

"So… what am I testing now, huh?"

Soma just smiles mysteriously, which does not do wonders for Ikumi's confidence. But then, much to the short-haired blonde's surprise, he pulls the lid off the tray and reveals a simple shot glass of milk sitting in the center of it. With his other hand, the young man picks up the shot glass and offers it to her.

"Go on, drink it."

Lips pressed firmly together, Ikumi eyes Soma up and down, but ultimately takes the shot glass. Then, she turns away briefly and downs the thing, gulping every last drop of the white fluid in moments. Pausing, Ikumi blinks as her cheeks chipmunk out for a brief moment before she swallows the rest of the shot glass' contents, which are now in her mouth. Honestly… that's not bad. That's not bad at all. She'd been expecting something so terrible, that discovering its instead the best beverage she's ever had leaves Ikumi floating on cloud nine.

"… M-More… I… I love it. Can I have more?"

She begins to turn back to Soma, even as he answers her with a dark chuckle.

"You'll have to get it yourself, Ikumi."

And that's when she finds out he's naked. In the time she's been drinking down the shot glass and marveling over its taste, Soma has stripped down to absolutely nothing, leaving his strong, slim, yet overall muscular and toned form unveiled before her. Unable to help it, Ikumi's eyes slide down Soma's body, until her gaze runs directly into his cock, which is absolutely massive, the biggest damn thing she's ever seen.

Most important of all though, is the white fluid leaking from his bulbous cockhead, precum that in turn leads Ikumi to realizing what she just drank. Before she can process all of this, before she can say anything in response to what Soma has just done, the young man is on the move, and all she can do is 'eep!' very uncharacteristically as he scoops her up in his arms and holds her close, kissing her deeply on the lips.

Ikumi might put on a strong front, she might try to weaponize her sexuality at every turn and use her amazing looks and brash attitude to push away those around her… but she's still just a girl at the end of the day, and on top of that, she's a girl who's secretly longed for Soma to be her first kiss since the first time he beat her in a shokugeki.

When the eventually pull apart, it's to find Soma smiling at her and her blush, his eyes twinkling with mischief.

"That was nice."

Ikumi can't help but avert her gaze… but she doesn't do anything to pull away from the slightly taller man, her breasts pressed up against his chest, only her very skimpy top separating them. Soma just chuckles at her sudden out of character bout of shyness.

"I've noticed you, Ikumi. I've noticed how you look at me, how you react to me. And I know why you challenged me to that match with this sort of stipulation. I know what you really want."

Suddenly, he's the one pulling back, but only so he can hook his fingers into the front of her bikini top and tear it off quite abruptly, causing a gasp and nothing more to erupt from Ikumi's lips. Because truth be told? Soma is right. She would never admit it out loud, and still doesn't intend to… but he's right. She wanted him to win. She wanted him to win HER. The others weren't intended, and she doesn't even want to know how many of them had the same idea as her, to put themselves in his service all summer so he could d-do things to them, but Ikumi… Ikumi isn't against this. No matter how brave a face she might try to put up.

"You've been tempting me with these clothes of yours since day one, you know? Well, now you're mine, so I can do whatever I want to you, can't I?"

He grabs hold of her shorts next, and Ikumi squeaks and whimpers as he tears both them and her panties down to her feet in jerked, sharp, jarring motions, until finally, she's naked before him. Then, he's straightening back up again and grabbing her tits, squeezing them in his hands as he sucks at her nipples. Ikumi finds herself pushed up against the nearby wall in short order, moaning as she writhes between the hard surface and Ikumi's aggressive advances.

This is exactly what she's wanted for him to be forceful, for him to just TAKE and CONQUER what he wants. When Soma subsequently pushes her down to her knees and slaps his massive slab of cock meat down on her face, Ikumi doesn't protest or resist for even a moment, merely staring at it cross-eyed, her tongue already tracing out to lap at it subconsciously.

"You want more of that tasty milk, slut? Then you'll take it from the source."

He pulls back, and Ikumi, face flushed red and eyes hazy with lust, opens her lewd mouth nice and wide. It still isn't really enough, and her eyes widen as her jaw is stretched to the breaking point so that his meaty girth can go right down her throat. But even though her hands instinctively come up and grab the front of Soma's legs, Ikumi still doesn't resist, even as he grabs hold of her head with both hands and begins to face fuck her, right then and there.

"Gagkh! Gagkh! Gagkh!"

As Soma's cock pistons in and out of her throat, Ikumi is left to choke, gag, and gurgle as his massive member thrusts down her gullet time and time again. He's using her for his pleasure without any real regard to her own, and honestly? Ikumi absolutely loves that. She's enjoying having this man among men shove his meat down her throat. The smell of Soma's cock as her nostrils flare and make contact with his crotch again and again…

It's all amazing, and soon her throat and mouth are filled with not just his meat, but more of that delicious white spunk, the hot, viscous jizz sliding down into her gullet without pause and Ikumi happily swallowing every last drop. Of course, a little bit of it ends up coming back up when she inevitably chokes, but that doesn't truly stop the short-haired tanned blonde. She wants it. She wants it all, and even when Soma pulls out of her gullet, his messy meaty member slipping free of her lips, Ikumi brings up her hands and begins to push any of his seed that slipped out of her mouth back in, happily continuing to drink it down. It truly is the best liquid she's ever consumed.

Of course, Soma doesn't let her continue kneeling there for very long. Soon enough, he's reaching down and grabbing her up, lifting her from the ground and plopping her down on a stainless-steel countertop. Lifting her head up, the first thing that comes to mind, namely that this might be a little unsanitary, dies in Ikumi's throat before it can ever reach her lips. Instead, seeing that Soma is lining his cock up between her legs, his massive bulbous tip mere inches away from her pussy lips, Ikumi can't help but whimper a little bit and say something else entirely.

"S-Soma…"

He blinks and looks up at the sound of her name, and Ikumi bites her lower lip.

"Can you take it slow?"

Both of the young man's eyebrows raise at that, and she can't help but feel a little… weak in that moment. But then he just smiles and nods, pressing his cockhead up against her slit and bringing his free hand to her breast as he leans over her, staring into her eyes.

"It seems I'll be teaching the Meat Queen how to handle a man's meat, won't I?"

Ikumi barely has time to blush and widen her eyes at the dig before Soma thrusts into her, plunging into her cunt. He takes her virginity right then and there, and though there's a brief flash of surprise on his face and Ikumi averts her gaze in embarrassment, the fact that she's been talking the talk all this time but never walked the walk before is barely a blip on the radar. Yes, she was a virgin… but the key word there isn't virgin, it's WAS.

As Soma takes his time at first, slowly sinking his cock into her, only to pull it out and do it all over again, Ikumi can't help but groan expressively, even as his other hand joins the first on her breasts. Groping and squeezing them as he fucks her, the young man chuckles at the expression of pleasure contorting across Ikumi's face.

"First lesson. The meat must always be tenderized in the right way, otherwise, you'll just ruin the cut."

He speeds up then, and Ikumi's eyes go crossed as he begins to fuck her harder, squealing and writhing beneath him, unable to contain herself in the face of his big fat meaty rod plundering her tight, gripping, needy insides. How is she ever going to keep her wits about her when each and every one of Soma's plunging thrusts makes it harder and harder for her to THINK?!

As pleasure begins to well and truly overwhelm Ikumi Mito, she stops trying to fight it and just lets it happen. It's what she wanted, after all. To be so thoroughly conquered by Soma… it's a dream come true.

-x-X-x-

Unbeknownst to either of them, as Soma is fucking Ikumi into sweet oblivion, three of the other girls have banded together to sneak down to the kitchen rather than going to bed right away. Megumi, Ryoko, and Yuki were all far too nervous about what crazy thing Soma was going to feed to Ikumi, so the three Polar Star girls were making sure that Soma didn't accidentally kill their friend or anything crazy like that.

Of course, even before they reach the kitchen, they hear strange sounds, like someone is beating and tenderizing meat. Sharing looks of confusion with one another, the three women move towards the doors to the kitchen and partially open one of them, just in time to see Ikumi in the throes of a hollering, screaming orgasm just as Soma shouts over her, chuckling and tugging at her nipples with both hands.

"Now, as my father always says, when a woman reaches her peek and feels really good, there's only one thing to do! Fuck her harder!"

Declared with gusto, Soma then proceeds to follow his own advice, fucking into Ikumi with deep, powerful thrusts, even as she climaxes again and again and again. The trio of girls spying on this can hardly believe their eyes… or no, more like they don't want to believe their eyes. Rather, every last one of these three young women are only here because they wanted the same thing Ikumi secretly wanted. They challenged Soma to those shokugeki matches because they knew he would beat them. Not that they didn't each give it their wall, but their all was never going to be good enough, and they knew Soma wouldn't lose on purpose, so the conclusion was foregone. Even if their matches with the young man had produced some of their best cooking results in their entire lives, making them all rather proud of themselves.

Regardless, seeing Soma fucking Ikumi like he is… it's both extremely arousing and leaves the three young women insanely jealous. Each and every one of them wants to be in Ikumi's place, having their virginity taken by Soma's big, fat, juicy cock. Instead, they're reduced to playing with themselves in small ways as they watch on. Megumi is subconsciously rubbing her inner thighs together, biting her lower lip as she gets wetter and wetter.

Ryoko, meanwhile, doesn't realize it, but she's got a hand on one of her breasts at this point, and is groping it through her pajama top with great relish, moaning softly beneath her breath. Finally, Yuki isn't even trying to pretend. Her hands are between her thighs as she crouches behind the other two, and she's pistoning two fingers in and out of her cunt as fast as she can, trying to match up to Soma's pace as he roughly fucks Ikumi to orgasm after orgasm.

With a growl, Soma suddenly thrusts forward, and all three girls tense up in mini-orgasms of their own as they realize he's cumming deep inside of Ikumi's womb. He fills Ikumi to the brim, judging by the way her back arches and her eyes roll back in her head and her tongue sticks straight out of her mouth. The sight before the three peepers' eyes is incredibly erotic… and yet, it's very clearly not enough for Soma.

Even as Ikumi is trying to rest and recover, Soma grabs her by her wide hips and flips her over onto her front, her tits smooshing against the stainless-steel countertop as he takes hold of her fat ass and slides a finger right into her rectum without warning. The short-haired blonde squeaks and squeals, squirming uncharacteristically as she looks over her shoulder at Soma, eyes wide in surprise.

"A-Ah… wait, Soma. P-Please, not there… n-not yet. I'm not… you're too big! You have to give me time to prepare!"

Soma just chuckles, grinning deviously as he slaps his slab of messy, cum-coated, pussy juice-covered cock meat down onto Ikumi's fat backside, causing her butt cheeks to ripple from the blow as she moans and claws at the counter.

"No… I think now is the perfect time."

And then he pulls his finger out, inserts his lubed-up cock in, and slams home into Ikumi's asshole, filling her bowels just like that. Ikumi lets out a positively animalistic scream, a guttural roar so to speak, as her ass is slowly but surely pried open by Soma's big, fat, rock-solid dick. The three girls currently watching this from the entrance to the kitchen all react very strongly to that noise, to Ikumi getting her butt pounded. All of them grow even more aroused than they already were, and Megumi, who hadn't been using her hands until now, suddenly finds herself groping and squeezing and then eventually, fingering her own ass.

It's not something the shy girl ever thought she'd be doing, and yet here she is, sliding her index finger in and out of her own butthole as she watches Soma plow Ikumi's back door with all his might.

"Now this is a nice ass, Ikumi. A very nice ass. You like it? You like my cock buried in your bowels like that?"

Ikumi can't help but nod, moaning now where she was screaming before. It feels good, better than she thinks it has any right to, but there's no denying that she's loving it. Chuckling at the honest response, Soma lets out a sigh, leaning back and giving Ikumi's fat tanned behind a smack as he continues to go to town on it. At the same time though, he finds himself reminiscing.

"I remember a time when my dad fucked fifty women in one night. Customers of course, all of which ordered the special knowing it came with a side order of cock delivered in the back room. That night, fifty women, be they singled, married, with kids or without… they came to realize that they loved my dad's dick so much, that they couldn't get enough of it."

The short-haired blonde can imagine it. But when she does, when she imagines those fifty women getting fucked and butt-fucked alike by a single male chef, it's not Soma's father that she imagines, its Soma. And that in turn leads into Ikumi fantasizing about what Soma has planned for the others. She knows now that her earlier thoughts were foolish. It was dumb of her to think she alone could satisfy this big slab of meat. Even if she was the Meat Queen… Soma had always been more than she could handle, both in cooking and in this as well.

Even still, the very idea of the others being fucked like she's being fucked, it turns Ikumi on immensely. The prim and proper Erina with a cock up her ass? Ikumi climaxes on the spot at the mental image, moaning wantonly and lewdly, eyes constantly rolling up in her head or going crossed, tongue lashing out around her mouth or sticking straight out from her lips.

As he forces climax after climax from her while plundering her fat bubble butt, Soma leans in close and grabs her short blonde hair by the fist, forcing her to arch her back so he can whisper in her ear.

"What are you, Ikumi? What are you now?"

Mewling, Ikumi knows what he wants… and she gives it to him, in the end.

"I-I… I am Ikumi Mito! A-And I am Soma's l-loyal fuck meat! I'm Soma's needy little anal slut!"

He smiles at that as he turns her to face him, and Ikumi's heart flutters at the sight.

"Then I suppose I'll give my loyal fuck meat exactly what she wants and pound her to her heart's content."

Then, he kisses her, but never once does he stop ramming into her not-so-tight-anymore backside, never once does he let up on fucking her. Not until once more, he unloads a load of cum, filling her bowels this time. By that point though, Ikumi is no longer conscious, passing out from the strain as one last orgasm rocks her body.

As Soma pulls out of Ikumi's ass and makes sure to lay her out on the kitchen table so she doesn't slide off onto the floor, he looks to the side and locks eyes with all three of the women who are currently peeking through the kitchen doors. They all freeze up, like they honestly thought a chef and cook of his caliber would not notice the slightest deviation in the positioning of his kitchen doors.

He continues to watch them, until finally, Megumi, Ryoko, and Yuki stumble back and flee. The three Polar Star girls just aren't ready yet to deal with him… but that's okay, because Soma has plans for each and every one of them. Big plans, even. Smiling at the thought of all the fun he's going to have this summer, Soma is about to move, when he feels a sudden pair of lips around his cock.

Blinking, the young man turns back to find that Ikumi has already recovered and has now fallen off of the table and onto her knees again, happily taking his messy cock back into her mouth. As he looks down at her, Ikumi looks back up at him with hearts in her eyes, her lips suctioning in such a way that she looks VERY lewd indeed, sucking on his cock like it's a damn lollipop.

Soma just grins and rests a hand atop the short-haired blonde's head. Tomorrow… tomorrow it would begin.