⚠ 18+ Hey everyone if you're sensitive to cuss language & sexual romantic content please don't read this. I have a list of fluff or smut free stories in the index. Guys this one is a little OTT so don't expect Fluff in this story.

📣 🔔 Zenin Togi: Smut, Workout/sporty kink, DILF, chubby female, Body shaming.

 
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Hey Y'all, this is my first Fanfic request. I changed things up a bit in this Fanfic. Zen'in is a widower that left his clan and now works independently. I am so done with him being portrayed as a broke loner. Enjoy my spin on Toji ♥
I am trying something new, hope you like it.

Credit to artists/owners of the pictures used in this FF thanks for making such amazing art ♥

For NammyR who requested something with Togi and to all the chubby/thick girls out there that feel like being thin is important to look beautiful. #loveyourself

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Hey there ladies how's it going? Bored?
We'll sort that out soon...

Ever wondered what life of a widower was like? No don't picture an old sad weakling, try young nubile man. A hot sexy young one at that?

Well you're about to find out, precious baby.

My wife died when I was in my mid twenties, we just had our baby boy and things were looking up for a change.

Well the only bright spot in my existence left and well things went to shit *shrug*.
Family pressure and scrutinity from my batshit old clan leader made me leave the Zen'in clan.

I moved to Tokyo and hussled a bit, until I started working as a fitness trainer. Given my gift from the heavens, well... let's just say, it's not hard to build muscle and stay sexy. Although you'd probably interpret that sentence like: 'Sexy muscular DILF' or something.

Anyway.... *sigh* I put my son in a boarding school away from Zen'in's clutches, and when he's old enough he'll switch to Jujutsu-High. Why you ask?

That's because I want him to become strong and capable. If he stands a chance at kicking the Zen'in clan's ass and taking lead then why not?
His decision though, *shrug* *arms up in surrender*

The Zen'ins are stuffy, conniving fuckers that disrespect those who don't have a gift. Cowering behind their Jujutsu abilty just to hide from lack of courage, grow a pair pussies.

As for me, I am not a Zen'in. My boy carries their traits but I can tell already he's nothing like them. Me, pretty baby? Who I am? Fushiguro Togi.

Sweat drips down his face as he works out. Tight T-shirt hugging his torso in the same way all the women in his gym want to.
Black hair sticks matted to his forhead as he grunts and works himself.

".... arrggg! Mnnnggg!" Sounds of his laboured breaths sounded out from Toji, captivating everyone around him.
" ..... eighty!" He said, dropping the weights down. Toji just just completed his workout for the day, finishing his dead-lift reps.

Unbuckeling his resistance belt from his mid section, he flung it down, reaching for his towel placed on the leather bench. Swiping it down his face, he noticed a bunch of women from different areas in the gym steal glances and whisper about him.

Smirking he moved to cool off and stretch out his worked muscles.
"Put on quiet the show for them huh?" He heard his colleague chuckle from behind him. "Yeah... it should be a sad reminder of the soft cocks they go back home to though." Toji replied distractedly.

Having had enough attention for the day, he made his way to the showers, stripping and stepping under the spray.
Sighing, Toji rested his head on the white tiled wall as the warm water beats down on him.

Toji was a tall muscular work of art. Chiseled and carved, every muscle of his defined and prominent. You could use him to teach anatomy and show all the external muscles that were present.

Veins stuck out, snaking out from under his toned skin.
Wherever he went, he attracted attention of people, and hoards of it too.

He'd be walking down the street and would notice men scowling at him, trying to move their wives attention away from him. Teen girls would squeal and jump in groups. Older women would eye him hopefully.

The attention made him equally proud and disgusted. He worked as a physical fitness trainer at well known gym in Tokyo. He helped men build their strength and stamina, an indirect messiah of many women.

"Umm excuse me." came a nervous squeaky voice from behind him.
Sighing tiredly, "Gimme a fucking a break." He whispered under his breath. Turning he saw an apprehensive looking guy in a suit trembling in front of him. Shakily the man held out a card that Toji didn't even bother to look at.

"Gotta have some balls to still hand me this shit." He thought.

Glancing at him bored, Togi waited for him to speak. "I - I represent an international body building-" Togi didn't bother with the rest of the sentence knowing where this was going.
The pipsqueak wanted to recruit him to become a body engineer.

"Not interested, thanks." He drawled out. But the man was incessant, knowing that Togi was a great catch. That much was visibly obvious. Turning his dark penetrating gaze on him, Toji bared his gritted teeth, "Piss off." He hissed out.

The man scuttled away within nanoseconds. "Tch, lightweight..." he mumbled annoyedly.

Toji strided on into a deli. The waitress was a busty coqquettish women. Her shirt too tight and a few buttons too revealing. Cleavage staring into Togi's face, which he bluntly ignored, Togi rattled off his order to her.
"Large chicken and mayo sub, dash in some lettuce and a medium pretzel to go please.... doll." He added a pet-name towards the end and winked noticing her icy stare at him from ignoring her.

The waitress twirled her hair and spun off. He noticed that she dropped a couple cents off and rounded his order down to a lesser amount. He smirked dryly, anything to gain his favour.
She leaned low while handing his order over to him, trying to flash him her worth.

It didn't work.

Nodding he called over his shoulder, "Thanks doll."

Exiting the place, Toji shook his head in disgust. Whatever made her think she stood a chance just because she packed some good chest?
Why did they assume he'd go for busty boobs, small waist, round large ass, just because he was so buff.

Toji could get who he wanted and when he wanted. Women would willingly do whatever he wanted. "It's a wonder how good looks can do so much..." he thought.
But he didn't just take what was thrown at him. Besides, mundane as it sounded, very few could handle his dick well if at all.

Jangling of keys, followed by the click of the door, revealed Toji entering his apartment. Switching the lights on and throwing his keys down he sighed. Flopping down on his couch and roughly dropping his brown paper bag next to him, he flipped mindlessly through channels, thoughts elsewhere.

Pulling his phone out he opened his chat to his son. They weren't close but, he did take care of him. He thought of messaging him to see if he was okay and then remembered that he'd probably receive a reply like: 'What's it to you?' or 'Dissapointed to see I am still alive?'

His son hated him for some reason, even before his akward teen phase. Toji wasn't good with words and left things as is.

Stripping off his shirt an hour later, Toji fell onto his bed, falling asleep immediately. Not bothering with any covering, he slept on his beddings shirtless, eight pack abs, rising and falling as he breathed in his sleep.

Little meticulous details like eating over a plate, pulling the bed covers off and keeping his shoes neatly, were things Togi couldn't be bothered with. "Those strangling things are for families, something I lost..."
Finer details like dates, names and faces didn't matter to Toji and all meshed together. He couldn't remember anyone or anything and he liked it that way.

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The days blended together and dragged painfully. The same shit recycled to become a new day.

Currently busy helping a client, Togi heard mumbling and hushed gossip. Rolling his eyes he continued to spot for his client, unbothered with the rest.

Incessant giggles and laughs continued to sound from behind, making him bristle. Turning around he saw gym members doing their own thing, a normal day. He spied a scraggly guy trying to lift a weight two times his size.

"What the fuck? Ahh well, he's not my client... he'll learn soon enough..."

A women was on the treadmill, doing some cardio, minding her own business.

Soon enough he heard a painful clang, the skinny dude on the floor clutching his elbow painfully. Another spotter ran up to assist him.

More simpering childish giggles broke free.

"No seriously grow the fuck up." He bristled

Scanning the area with a look of boredom he checked to see what was so hilariously out of place. A few women started on at her, the female who was presently running on a treadmill.

Toji's annoyed, irritated face met their gaze causing them to turn away. "What the fuck man?"
Finishing up with his client, Toji walked him out.

He caught a few words of gossip from a group of women:
'Oh my God did you see?'
'Yeah so fucking hilarious.'
'When did this place become a barn for cows?'
'The nerve of her to bring her fat ass in here!'

Toji narrowed his eyes, turning to face the direction they pointed at. The woman from earlier was planking.
"Damn she's good. Posture correct. Breathing properly. Contracted abdominal muscles." He listed off, checking her form out of habit from his job.

Toji snapped his head and raised his eyebrows up at the women, "Not a social gathering, move your herd elsewhere ladies." He said, clapping his hands.

"This is a place to workout, to excercise muscles not your mouth, you're crowding up room so move." He said, making the women gasp and skitter off in their tight yoga pants.
Skinny legs hastily moving off and away.

Toji turned to face the female, who currently held a rep of side planks. Cocking his head to the side and screwing his face up, he studied her.
She wasn't fat. She didn't even look obese.

"What the hell were they talking about?" He asked himself.

Toji's supervisor approached him, "Please don't chase our customers away." He pleaded in a jovial tone.
"I am keeping the customers." He said nodding at the woman. Toji stood, hands folded watching her intently for a few minutes.

Holding kettle weights, she effortlessly performed sumo squats. She did them in sets of ten and stopped to rest for a few seconds before going in for her second set.
"Feet apart, stirdy on the ground. Using her hips and thighs for strength. No slumping of the shoulders or curved spine. Good form..."

Toji realised that his supervisor still stood next to him. The both of them facing the woman and watching for any errors in her movement.

"Bullying and body shaming is going to make you lose business. You need to sort that shit out." He said lightly smacking the supervisors chest with the back of his hand before walking off.

That evening after his shift, Toji exited the gym, a duffel bag slung over his shoulder. He was off for the next two days.

Scrolling through his phone, he dialed his son, thinking about what he'd say as the phone rang.

Megumi: Yeah
Togi: Is that how you greet your dad?
Megumi: What's up?
Togi: Just called to check what date you close for break.
Megumi: I'll text you. Gotta go.
Togi: Oka-

"The little shit..." he mumbled, frustrated at his son's behavior. "He just ended the call on me."

Sighing heavily he headed home. A group of teenagers spotted him, they exited an ice-cream parlor.

Glancing a once over at them and dryly smirking he thought to himself, "Flat chested, zero brained girls. Their hormones make them think they could handle me.... innocent children."

Toji wasn't old in the least. He still had alot of youth in him. Rounding up to thirty-eight years old. But Toji despised anyone who assumed with no further knowledge that they could handle him in any manner. It reminded him of his arse-fuck father.

Shaking his head he brushed those memories and thoughts off.

A few days later, while doing some bench-press lifts at gym, he was called for at admin. Lifting the bar and setting it over the auxiliary storage, Toji sat up.

Swiping his face down with a towel, he walked out with a scowl on his face to the reception area.
"Well here's one right now-" He heard the guy at reception say.
Turning around to look at him, Togi locked eyes with a breathtaking woman.
An actual woman.

She had dark black hair, piled up in a messy bun on her head, intrigued dark chocolate eyes stared at him.

She wasn't thin, but definitely wasn't fat either. She was gorgeous.
After a really long time in his life, Togi actually wanted a woman.

Smiling up at him, she approached him tentatively, "Umm, excuse me. Are you one of the trainers here?" Came her soft warm voice.

Still taking her in and busy with thoughts of undressing her mentally, Togi nodded wordlessly.

He stood tall and wide, hands crossed over his biceps, making them bulge.
"You need help? A trainer? I'll be your trainer no problem." He said abruptly, wanting to be near her and get to know her.

Smiling up at him she held her hand out to him, "Thank you so much. I am Rin by the way." She said smiling.
"Toji." He replied, shaking her hand firmly.

He lead Rin over the workout area, a larger space to do yoga and other exercises that required good elbow room.

Helping her stretch out, Toji suppressed a groan. The woman tempted him too much. Her plump firm ass stuck out in his face taunting him as she did a downward dog pose.
Her small back pulled taught, caught his eyes. Biting the inside of his cheek, he tried to keep himself in check.

She knew what to do and well. She didn't need him. Warm ups was torture for him, hearing her groan and purr while she stretched killed him.

Moving onto more core related workouts, he instructed her to hold a plank for him to gauge how much she can stand and create a work out regime for her.

Getting onto her hands and knees, round ass winking and teasing him, he watched as she held a plank perfectly, not quivering or breaking her form.
Eyes narrowed and raking over her he took her in.

And it dawned on him.

"It's the same woman from the other day! Lucky me... nice."

The next twenty minutes was a true test of Togi's tolerance and ethical side.
"Fuck..." he blew out a breath, wanting to push her down and rut into her.

He walked her out as he did with all his clients when they were done, "Umm so is there like a phone number? Like to keep in contact with the gym?"

"Mhm, gimme your phone." He demanded, typing his number in.
"I am your trainer, so you only liase with me." He stated firmly.

Rin squirmed internally, the man was so hot. So dominating. He gave off an aloof, strong personality, it was so attractive. His scowl, his surety with his work, the confidence he exuded coupled with an unbothered air. "God he's sexy." She thought biting her lip.

Toji spent that night, thinking about Rin and her curvy, delicious body. Slender shoulders, round wide hips, chubby thighs and a perfect muffin top tummy.

She had enough meat on her to grasp onto, enough to enjoy during rough sex and slow sensual pleasing. Toji shifted on his couch, boner rising up, liking the idea of Rin.

"Can't wait to see her again..." he said to himself.

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Weeks ran past with Rin coming in to the gym. She'd come in at the later hours of the day and leave at afternoon.

Toji currently helped her with barbell rows. He made small talk in between breaks. "So why do you need a spotter? You seem to be doing fine on your own."

He said, watching her curl the bar up.
"Motivation? Guidance? I can lose track easily sometimes." She said huffing out a laugh.
Toji leaned forward on a rack, forearm resting on it. Messy black hair fell over his brows.

"I love doughnuts, ice-cream and fried chicken too much. I need someone to guide me to I don't let loose lol."

"I don't see it." He said watching her intently.
Rin was in the middle of a rep. "Hng!"

"Sorry what was that?" She asked breathless.

"I said I don't see it. You look amazing, healthy. Good proportions." Toji's eyes rove over her, taking in her plump tits and poochy stomach. He liked it all too much.

"Thanks." She said breathily eyeing him.
Toji enjoyed having her eyes all over him. "Now if we could just add her tongue to the equation..."

He walked her out as per usual routine. "Would you like to grab fried chicken together sometime? Chill...hang out...?" He asked awkwardly.

"How does later sound?" She said smiling up at him.
"Mmm perfect." He drawled out in a deep voice.

Later on that night Toji and Rin sat on his couch, his tongue delving deep into her mouth. Moaning deep and hard into her mouth, really losing himself in her, he pulled her closer.

She wasn't some simpering girl or high-pitched female that tottered around in heels. She was real. So real that he currently grabbed her hips tight, moaning at how good it was.

He didn't waste time and felt there was so need to beat around the bush. Rin's breath was erratic and choppy, she trailed her lips down his broad jaw and placed wet kisses all the way down his throat and neck, to one broad shoulder.

Toji slid his hands up her T-shirt, fingers running over the material of her bra.
Moaning low at the friction feel of her bra fabric against the pads of his fingers.

Rin rocked on his lap, hair splayed around her messily. She grasped his thick meaty thighs and kneaded it.
Pecking his ruby lips, she glanced hazily at him, high on pheromones.

Toji was a fucking tease, he has answered the door shirtless, wearing his sweatpants awfully low on his hips.

He spoke in low tones and even though they were alone, he whispered amd leaned in close. It wasn't long before they left the food aside and began eating at each other's mouths instead.

Well cut muscles sat on him winking and bunching. Muscular didn't cover it. His every muscle was pushed and defined to its limit whilst still looking sexy. He was a feast for her eyes and Rin was starved.

She ran her fingers over his torso wildly, touching him every where. Darting her tongue out she captured his nipple in her mouth and sucked hard. She moaned at how good it felt while Toji relaxed back and enjoyed the feel of her mouth on him.

Looking at him through her lashes, she opened her mouth and bit around his pec muscle. Trailing her wet mouth and leaving a streak of saliva behind she placed open mouthed kisses across his wide chest. Capturing his other nipple she sucked hard, needy and greedy.
Toji let out a soft grunt of pleasure holding her head in place.

She descended down, kissing over his muscles, sucking at the slabs of his defined abs. Her tongue darted into his navel, flicking once causing him to shiver.

Toji gripped the back of her neck, hauling her up, "Enough of that, you can finish it later. I want to be inside of that pretty little pussy. Now." He ordered.

Standing up, he caught her with a single hand and lifted her, so that she was straddling him. Holding onto him, he stalked into his room. "Mmm this a nice position too... but maybe later hm?" He said, cupping her ass.

Toji laid her down, ripping off her clothes.
He threw the scraps onto the ground, "You can use something of mine." He replied.

He watched as her slim fingers slid her baby pink lace panties down. Precum leaked from the tip of his dick inside his pants.

Reaching up she cupped her breasts, "Leave the bra on it looks good. We'll take it off for round two..." he rumbled.
Her plump breasts spilt out from the tops of her bra cups, making her look even more tempting.

"Round two...?"

Sliding his pants down, Toji crawled over her, a devilish smirk on his face.
His lips pulled up into a sexy grin.
Rin trailed her eyes down, to his abdomen and lower to find a large thick penis bowing from the weight. Pattern of his hair, the way it grew around his dick, trailing over, was so attractive and hot. Her chest caught, something about it screamed masculinity. She knew she'd be on for some rough hard sex.

Pumping his fist, Toji guided the tip into her leaking slit. Rubbing his thumb over her clit, he pushed into her slowly, becoming accustomed to her.
Once fully seated he pulled out and pushed in again, agonizingly slow.

"This is not the rough hard sex I was expecting..." she thought biting her lip.
He was so big that her walls stretched fully, muscles that never had to be pushed to hard before, laboured internally.

"Ahhhh that's so good Toji..." she whispered, eyes shut in pleasurable agony. He wouldn't move fast, as if massaging her, he moved slow, sliding in and out purposefully at a snails pace.

Cupping her breasts, she bit her lip, brows pulled together. He rubbed her clit in slow languid circles every few seconds before pulling his hand away. Toji continued this slow play, building her need up to a maximum.

Leaning forward, he seated himself fully and stilled his movements. He sucked at her neck, leaving red marks behind.

The sound of his mouth on her skin, his deep hums of approval, his breath on her neck. All of it went straight to her clit, making her grind and hump against him. Toji swiftly caught her hips and held her down, pulling out a smidge.

She whined desperately opening her pleading eyes. "Toji..."
He shut her up with a kiss, sucking greedily at her mouth.
"What were you expecting sweet thing, a hard rough fuck? A deep fucking that would dissolve your brain?" He chuckled evily in her ear.

She shifted, moaning and whining under him. "You'll get that alright, soon enough. But first..." he bit the shell of her ear, lickimg the outer edge.

He moaned and sucked hard, biting the crook of her neck. Rolling his hips, he slowly moved inside her, pushing in and pulling out a few centimeters only.

Rin moaned, relaxing fully. He pulled out fully, toying with her. "You like the feel of my dick in you?" He asked huskily. His dark fringe fell over his forhead. She nodded desperately, making him smirk.

His hands trailed down her sides and kneaded her waist and hips. "Mmm love this." He whispered to himself, marveling at how curvy she was. Running a hand over her little pooch, he squished it in his hands, smiling at her.

"I like my woman to be curvy, with more to hold onto. It's sexy, delicious..." he trailed off, kissing the sides of her little muffin top tummy.
The contact so sensual, she sucked in a breath. Toji pushed in, making her shut her eyes and cry out.

He began pumping hard and fast into her, holding onto her chubby hips. He kneaded and gripped them for leverage as he wildly plowed into her.
"Feel good?" He panted out, watching her face scrunch up in pleasure.

"Ahhh ahhhhhhh - Yessssssssssssss- mmmmm!!!!" She screamed, as fucked into her faster and faster. He moaned and cussed low, beneath his breath, she was a goddess, taking him so well.

He had been told that his dick was a painful experience that hurt more than anything else. That's how, despite his looks, women stayed away. But that was his secret to keep.

The goddess under him took everything beautifully, moaning and asking for more. Taking in the delicious sight of her breasts shake violently in her bra as he slammed in over and over in repetition while she cupped them and opened her lips in a silent moan, eyes screwed tight, made him loose his mind.

Toji held her hips tighter and frantically, fucked into her, putting all of his energy into her. He ground his jaws as he rutted wildly, any other woman would have been dead by now, but not her. Screaming out loud, she came, flooding around his dick, which was a trigger for him. Following suit, he climaxed inside her pulsing pussy. Heavy pants and sighs filled the room as they came down from their high.

"Aaah, wow. You're good, really good. I knew you'd be." She said, smiling happily, glowing bright.

Toji pulled out slowly, looking for any tears or bleeding. She was fine, satisfied but nothing less.

"Sorry, I usually go slow first time round but you're too fucking tempting to stick to that plan." He said in his deep voice.

"No I liked it. I wanted it. We can try slow later." She said, smiling saucily at him.

"What the bloody hell? Did I bring home a horny nymphet instead?"

"When last did you have sex?" He asked bluntly, curious to see how long she could hold up.

"Hmm let's see... ahh maybe like three months ago. But I dumped him."

"Why?" He asked.

"Sexually unsatisfied. He couldn't keep up." She said shrugging. "He understood and if I'm honest, was a little relieved." She said honestly.

"Fuck. Fucking hell. She's a dream for me..."

Pulling Toji down, she trailed kisses over his torso, her pouty red mouth sexily sucking and nipping his tought skin.
"Mmmmmmhmmm..." she hummed, sucking his muscles, nibbling him like a snack. She licked a path, up his side. Placing her open mouth over his bulging biceps, she sucked it into her mouth, moaning. Grazing her teeth lightly over them, she kissed any sting away.

"Oh fuck." He cussed softly.

"Hmmm? Like that sexy man?" She asked in a husky voice, eyes hooded.

Traveling down, her mouth sought out his nipples again. She began suckling and teasing them. She pinched them, grazed her teeth over them, placed soft kisses and moved further down.
She groped his well defined chest, palming it. "Niceeeee." She said in a low soft pur.

Run spent the next half hour teasing and having her way with Toji. She sucked, bit and licked every available space on him.
She massaged her large tits over his chest, and thick thighs, watching as his fat dick hardened and weeped for mercy.

He reached out to her, to grip her head and shove her mouth down onto his dick, but Rin swiftly caught his arm, kissing his inner wrist.

Opening her mouth, she bit down, while locking her eyes with his. Her pink tongue stuck out to lap at the place she bit. She smirked saucily, sucking his thumb into her mouth.
Head bobbing up and suckling at his digit, she pulled off, teeth grazing as she let go. Mounting him, she captured his mouth.

Toji was temporarily stunned with her. She was amazingly bold and matched him in many ways. She knew what to do, to make him tick.
Biting his lower plump lip, she sucked it in, palms splayed on his chest.

"Mmm Toji..." he hummed against his lips.

Reaching out behind her, she held the base of his dick in her small palm.
Positioning herself over, she dragged his dick through her folds. She closed her eyes enjoying the feeling of his hard dick tap against her clit.

"Fuck!" He hissed out.

"Like that?" She mused, concentrating on rubbing his head back and forth over her clit. Quick short movements of delicious friction, causing sparks to fly through them.

"Argg! Stop." He moaned. Catching her waist he stopped her movements.

"Just because you're on top of me, doesn't mean I still can lead." He bit out.

"Mmm show me. Destroy me..." She whispered hotly in his ear, making his nerves spark once more.

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A/N: Hey Y'all, let me know what you think. A part 2 will follow soon

Thanks for the read ♥

*little update - part 2 is out now, read below to see what happens next with them*