Ikuiku Succubus Saikyouiku Episode 2

Review of Ikuiku Succubus Saikyouiku Episode 2

Right out the gate, I’m hit with this succubus chick’s voice purring “Good luck, big cock!” and I’m already choking on my own spit, half-laughing, half-turned on, my face burning like I just walked into a room full of people staring at my browser history. It’s not even ten seconds in, and the screen’s exploding with Busujima Tanehisa’s absurdly overpowered junk being hyped like it’s the second coming of some ancient sex god. I’m sitting there, jaw dropped, feeling this weird mix of awe and secondhand embarrassment—like, dude, do you even need a personality with a title like that? The visuals are so in-your-face, all glistening curves and exaggerated moans, that I’m already gripping my chair like it’s gonna save me from drowning in this tidal wave of pure, unadulterated horniness. It’s like the animators looked at me through the screen and said, “Bet you can’t handle this,” and damn it, I’m not sure I can.

That Succubus Pussy Power Play—Holy Hell

Let’s talk about the meat of this episode—pun very much intended—when our boy Busujima is just straight-up dominating this succubus instructor with a dick that apparently doubles as a magical artifact. The way her eyes roll back, the sheer ahegao madness painted across her face, tongue lolling out like she’s forgotten how to human—or succubus, whatever—it’s obscene in the best way. Her skin’s drawn with this sweaty, flushed sheen, every bead of it catching the light as her massive boobs bounce with a physics-defying jiggle that’s borderline hypnotic. The sounds, man, the wet slaps and her desperate, broken pleas for “more of your cock!” hit like a punch to the gut. I’m squirming, feeling the heat creep up my neck, remembering this one time I overheard something way too personal in a dorm hallway and couldn’t look anyone in the eye for a week. This scene is that, but cranked to eleven, and I’m both loving and hating how much it’s getting to me. When she screams about her pussy being “ravaged whole,” I’m half-convinced my soul just left my body for a quick smoke break.

School Girl Vibes and Masochistic Whiplash

Then there’s Lucu Orcus-kun, rocking the school girl getup, and I’m losing it over how they’ve made a uniform look so damn filthy just by pairing it with her pleading, teary-eyed expressions. The vibrator scene? Brutal. Her voice cracks as she whimpers about “sweating” (yeah, right, we all know what’s dripping down there), and the animators zoom in on her trembling thighs, the way her skirt rides up just enough to tease without showing the goods. It’s torture—hers and mine. I’m biting my lip so hard I taste metal, flashing back to a stupid teenage crush where I’d overanalyze every tiny gesture, except now it’s this animated babe begging to stop but clearly not meaning a word of it. The push-and-pull of her masochistic vibes, whining “it hurts” while her body’s arching into every touch, is so raw I’m almost mad at how well it works on me. It’s like watching someone play a violin with razor wire—painful, beautiful, and way too intense to look away.

Blow Job Bliss and Creampie Chaos

Don’t even get me started on the blow job sequence. The way her lips wrap around him, the slurping sounds layered over these little muffled moans, it’s like the sound designer had a personal vendetta to make me implode. Her hair’s a mess, sticking to her face with sweat or spit or who-knows-what, and the close-up of her throat working is so detailed I’m both horrified and mesmerized. I’m thinking about how I once choked on a popsicle in front of a date and wanted to die, but here I am, rooting for this succubus to choke harder. And the creampie finish? Jesus. The way they animate the aftermath, the slow drip and her shuddering, overwhelmed gasps about his “warm milk” vibrating inside her—it’s messy, it’s graphic, it’s everything I didn’t know I needed until right this second. My heart’s pounding like I just sprinted a mile, and I’m wondering if I should feel guilty for how much I’m replaying that frame in my head.

Big Boobs and Power Dynamics—My Brain’s Fried

The big boobs in this episode aren’t just a feature; they’re a damn character. Every scene with them under attack—squeezed, twisted, sucked on—feels like a personal assault on my sanity. The way they’re drawn, so heavy and soft-looking, rippling with every movement, paired with Lucu’s cries of “be gentler!” while her hips grind harder, it’s a contradiction that’s got me hooked. There’s this one moment where the instructor’s just kneading them like dough, and her nipples are so perked up it’s almost comical if it weren’t so stupidly hot. I’m laughing at myself for getting this worked up over 2D tits, but also, damn, I get why Busujima’s got that smug-ass grin. The power dynamics here, him taunting her about loving the pain while she denies it through gritted teeth, remind me of every toxic argument I’ve ever had that somehow ended in stupid, heated makeouts. It’s messed up, it’s hot, and I’m way too invested.

By the end, I’m a wreck, sprawled out like I’ve just survived a war zone of my own hormones. That final bit with the new succubus in human high school clothes, submitting after getting owned by Busujima’s apparently world-altering dick? It’s the cherry on top of a cake I didn’t even know I ordered. I’m cackling at her begrudging “I’m at your service” while mentally cataloging every depraved thing I want to see in the next episode. Honestly, I’m half-tempted to start a group chat just to rant about that creampie scene—sleep be damned, I need to know if anyone else felt their life change at that exact moment. Or maybe I’ll just sit here, staring at the wall, wondering if I’ve finally gone too far down this rabbit hole. Either way, I’m not okay, and I’m kinda loving it.