Okay, maybe you'd gotten a little carried away with the whole 'new, better life' thing.
School was still school, and according to Shujin's... er, according to your memories, you were far from a model student. But at least in your past life you'd been a pretty good student. If nothing else, turning Shujin's mostly C-average grades into B's or A's shouldn't be too much of a stretch.
But thoughts on your grades aside, you realized that you might need to make sure your eyes didn't wander during class.
Those cowgirls, man...
Roughly one in every three females (students and faculty) were thicc, curvy demi-humans), and God DAMN they looked good! Your school had slightly more girls than boys (maybe a 60-40 ratio, and about the opposite for faculty), so there was plenty to look at.
You'd know- you had all of Shujin Kou's memories, and while he wasn't a creep by any means, he definitely liked to stare at the buxom chests and ample rumps of the ladies of his school!
You supposed it was a small mercy that your homeroom teacher was a normal human woman- you were going to have enough trouble paying attention as it was.
Your seat was all the way in the back of the classroom, and from your memories Shujin/you had mostly treated first period homeroom as naptime.
You felt kind of bad for your homeroom teacher, Naka...something or other. Wow, past you hadn't even bothered to fully learn your own teacher's name. That was kind of shitty, not gonna lie.
Oh, well- you may not have been a star student in your past life, but you remembered enough from your own education that high school classes should be fairly easy to pass.
Your memory felt a little blurred, but you had the distinct feeling that you'd either graduated or been going to college at the time you'd been sucked into the world of Harem Protagonist (though that was still a huge range, it basically meant you could've been anywhere from 18 to 100.)
But regardless, you were the 18-year old Shujin Kou now, and today, you were turning your grades around! No more Cs and D's (and the resulting make-up tests), you were shooting for As! Or at least, solid Bs...
You silently pumped your fist in the air, trying to psyche yourself up. As much as you loved the satisfying feeling of earning high grades, that took a lot of work, and it would probably mean studying material that was frankly beneath you (as your mind reminded you that you were at a college level.)
A quiet groan to your right drew your attention.
Somehow, you'd been so immersed in your own thoughts that you'd failed to realize you had a cute cowgirl demi-human seated right next to you! And not only that, but you (the original you, from your past world/life) recognized her!
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'Ugh... This day is going to suck... I feel so backed up right now. How am I supposed to get through the day like this? I hope I can make it to the end of the day without humiliating myself in public... Huh?'
That was weird. Ayano had been rubbing her forehead with the palm of one hand, running her fingers through her wild mane of shaggy, dark hair and trying to calm her nerves. It was hard to ignore the aching in her chest, but as she looked around the classroom this Monday morning, she realized something was off.
'Why... why is Shujin looking at me like that?'
Ayano didn't know Shujin Kou, and he didn't know her. Or rather, they knew each other by name and face, but hadn't ever had any real conversations with each other. He'd dropped a pencil once and asked her to retrieve it, and one time she'd accidentally bumped into him in the hallway outside their homeroom, still nose deep in her Switch.
To her, he was just 'some guy who sits next to me.' He'd never been anything more, and she'd never expected that to change.
*throb* *throb*
"Nnnn..."
Ayano couldn't quite stifle the quiet groan of discomfort that slipped out of her lips...
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Wow, Ayano was even cuter in real life! Although... you weren't going to lie, you were liking the changes your wish had made to her.
She was still short, with wild, shaggy dark hair. But no longer was she flat as a board! In game, you were pretty sure the only character who'd been even less busty than her was Ava, the game's resident 'loli' character (despite actually being older than you were right now, ironically.)
But now? Ayano was stacked! She wasn't as big as Izumi was in the unmodified game, not by a longshot- but she was noticeably busty, with large, round breasts filling out her uniform blouse and pushing against the brown uniform blazer. Though... something seemed off- past-Shujin never stared at Ayano for long, despite her being a demi-human in close proximity to him (evidently, past-Shujin had preferred to stare at the really thicc girls...
Past-Shujin's memories were called upon as you thought over demi-human Ayano. Buxom (not at the triple digits, but you'd estimate she was definitely getting close), with a large, plump rump and solid, meaty thighs (no muscle, just two pale, plump thighs. Ayano probably didn't have any muscle mass to speak of. In game she'd probably been the weakest heroine (in terms of physical fitness.)
She didn't have much in the way of bovine features- your research from earlier had been erroneous- not all girls had cow ears. Some did, and some had tails instead of or in addition to ears. But the most common feature by far was the horns, and Ayano had a couple of little nubs poking out of her head, nearly completely obscured by her shaggy locks.
But what was wrong with this picture? Like you'd told yourself, something was different about her current appearance...
And the girl sitting next to you, was, well... to put it bluntly, bustier than the girl in your memories.
Not by a huge amount, nothing ridiculous- but Ayano definitely looked like she was a couple centimeters bustier than normal. Normally, that kind of change wouldn't be too noticeable, if at all, but her blouse seemed to be visibly tight across her chest, with her bra clearly outlined underneath.
Quickly, you looked away, before Ayano looked in your direction. The last thing you wanted was to get called out as a pervert on your first day in this wonderful world.
But what was Ayano's deal? You hadn't missed it- you'd got a brief glimpse of her face, expression marred with... discomfort? Not quite pain, but she was definitely feeling physically uncomfortable about something.
Looking back towards her (and making sure your eyes didn't drift any lower than her chin) you took another peek.
Aaaand this time she was looking in your direction. Crap, you'd been seen. Thank God this time you hadn't been staring at her (bigger) boobs.
You held her gaze for a few moments before looking away, feeling awkward. Just as you did you heard a quiet groan slip out of Ayano's lips.
Yikes, she really didn't sound like she was doing too good.
Hmm...
Oh dear.
You could put two and two together quite easily. It seemed that demi-human (cow) features didn't mix well with Ayano's lifestyle. In game, she was the kind of girl to neglect looking after herself in favor or gaming, and you had a hunch for what current 'malady' was plaguing her.
Ayano- and you had further evidence from the dark circles under her eyes- had stayed up late again. In game that had been bad enough, because for her it meant her grades slipping or getting sleepy during school.
Now, there was an added penalty.
She must've forgotten to milk herself the night before.
Milk herself? What was the technical term for that? You knew saying that was not PC, according to this world's standards. Eh, regardless- Ayano had stayed up super late playing videogames, barely woken up in time for school, and had been forced to go to school with a pair of boobs undrained of milk.
"Is there something on my face?"
And now you knew she was aware of your staring.
"Uh, no... just, uh... couldn't help but overhear. You have a headache or something?" You stated, trying to be diplomatic about it. Obviously, you couldn't just out and ask her if her boobs were too full- again, the whole lactation thing with demi-humans was treated somewhere between going to the bathroom and, ahem... 'self-gratification.'
AKA, absolutely not something that people talked about in public.
Ayano stared back at you for a few more moments before turning away.
"Or something," she muttered. Well, at least she didn't seem angry. You remembered from the game that she'd been one of the more difficult heroines to build affection with- well, at least she was one of the heroines players would have high-difficulties getting close to at first (Ayano seemed to warm up to the player fairly quickly once they were established as friends.)
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'That was close, I thought... I almost thought that he knew. God, that'd be so embarrassing. Having to tell a guy that I forgot to drain myself the night before, and then had to come to school without having the time to drain my breasts... Ow... I think I've got almost 15 hours worth... M-maybe I can stop by the infirmary after lunch...'
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Unknown to Ayano, you were already beginning plans on how to befriend her. And first, you needed to help her drain her boobs! But... this was going to require tact- you had a really high chance of completely shooting your efforts to befriend her in the foot right now.
1) Try and come up with an excuse to the teacher for Ayano to take you to infirmary (Neutral/bad. She's wary/suspicious of why you need her help, of all people. (She might think you're butting in unwantedly.)
2) You don't do anything until lunch, when a group of girls are picking on Ayano... (Neutral/good)
School was still school, and according to Shujin's... er, according to your memories, you were far from a model student. But at least in your past life you'd been a pretty good student. If nothing else, turning Shujin's mostly C-average grades into B's or A's shouldn't be too much of a stretch.
But thoughts on your grades aside, you realized that you might need to make sure your eyes didn't wander during class.
Those cowgirls, man...
Roughly one in every three females (students and faculty) were thicc, curvy demi-humans), and God DAMN they looked good! Your school had slightly more girls than boys (maybe a 60-40 ratio, and about the opposite for faculty), so there was plenty to look at.
You'd know- you had all of Shujin Kou's memories, and while he wasn't a creep by any means, he definitely liked to stare at the buxom chests and ample rumps of the ladies of his school!
You supposed it was a small mercy that your homeroom teacher was a normal human woman- you were going to have enough trouble paying attention as it was.
Your seat was all the way in the back of the classroom, and from your memories Shujin/you had mostly treated first period homeroom as naptime.
You felt kind of bad for your homeroom teacher, Naka...something or other. Wow, past you hadn't even bothered to fully learn your own teacher's name. That was kind of shitty, not gonna lie.
Oh, well- you may not have been a star student in your past life, but you remembered enough from your own education that high school classes should be fairly easy to pass.
Your memory felt a little blurred, but you had the distinct feeling that you'd either graduated or been going to college at the time you'd been sucked into the world of Harem Protagonist (though that was still a huge range, it basically meant you could've been anywhere from 18 to 100.)
But regardless, you were the 18-year old Shujin Kou now, and today, you were turning your grades around! No more Cs and D's (and the resulting make-up tests), you were shooting for As! Or at least, solid Bs...
You silently pumped your fist in the air, trying to psyche yourself up. As much as you loved the satisfying feeling of earning high grades, that took a lot of work, and it would probably mean studying material that was frankly beneath you (as your mind reminded you that you were at a college level.)
A quiet groan to your right drew your attention.
Somehow, you'd been so immersed in your own thoughts that you'd failed to realize you had a cute cowgirl demi-human seated right next to you! And not only that, but you (the original you, from your past world/life) recognized her!
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'Ugh... This day is going to suck... I feel so backed up right now. How am I supposed to get through the day like this? I hope I can make it to the end of the day without humiliating myself in public... Huh?'
That was weird. Ayano had been rubbing her forehead with the palm of one hand, running her fingers through her wild mane of shaggy, dark hair and trying to calm her nerves. It was hard to ignore the aching in her chest, but as she looked around the classroom this Monday morning, she realized something was off.
'Why... why is Shujin looking at me like that?'
Ayano didn't know Shujin Kou, and he didn't know her. Or rather, they knew each other by name and face, but hadn't ever had any real conversations with each other. He'd dropped a pencil once and asked her to retrieve it, and one time she'd accidentally bumped into him in the hallway outside their homeroom, still nose deep in her Switch.
To her, he was just 'some guy who sits next to me.' He'd never been anything more, and she'd never expected that to change.
*throb* *throb*
"Nnnn..."
Ayano couldn't quite stifle the quiet groan of discomfort that slipped out of her lips...
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Wow, Ayano was even cuter in real life! Although... you weren't going to lie, you were liking the changes your wish had made to her.
She was still short, with wild, shaggy dark hair. But no longer was she flat as a board! In game, you were pretty sure the only character who'd been even less busty than her was Ava, the game's resident 'loli' character (despite actually being older than you were right now, ironically.)
But now? Ayano was stacked! She wasn't as big as Izumi was in the unmodified game, not by a longshot- but she was noticeably busty, with large, round breasts filling out her uniform blouse and pushing against the brown uniform blazer. Though... something seemed off- past-Shujin never stared at Ayano for long, despite her being a demi-human in close proximity to him (evidently, past-Shujin had preferred to stare at the really thicc girls...
Past-Shujin's memories were called upon as you thought over demi-human Ayano. Buxom (not at the triple digits, but you'd estimate she was definitely getting close), with a large, plump rump and solid, meaty thighs (no muscle, just two pale, plump thighs. Ayano probably didn't have any muscle mass to speak of. In game she'd probably been the weakest heroine (in terms of physical fitness.)
She didn't have much in the way of bovine features- your research from earlier had been erroneous- not all girls had cow ears. Some did, and some had tails instead of or in addition to ears. But the most common feature by far was the horns, and Ayano had a couple of little nubs poking out of her head, nearly completely obscured by her shaggy locks.
But what was wrong with this picture? Like you'd told yourself, something was different about her current appearance...
And the girl sitting next to you, was, well... to put it bluntly, bustier than the girl in your memories.
Not by a huge amount, nothing ridiculous- but Ayano definitely looked like she was a couple centimeters bustier than normal. Normally, that kind of change wouldn't be too noticeable, if at all, but her blouse seemed to be visibly tight across her chest, with her bra clearly outlined underneath.
Quickly, you looked away, before Ayano looked in your direction. The last thing you wanted was to get called out as a pervert on your first day in this wonderful world.
But what was Ayano's deal? You hadn't missed it- you'd got a brief glimpse of her face, expression marred with... discomfort? Not quite pain, but she was definitely feeling physically uncomfortable about something.
Looking back towards her (and making sure your eyes didn't drift any lower than her chin) you took another peek.
Aaaand this time she was looking in your direction. Crap, you'd been seen. Thank God this time you hadn't been staring at her (bigger) boobs.
You held her gaze for a few moments before looking away, feeling awkward. Just as you did you heard a quiet groan slip out of Ayano's lips.
Yikes, she really didn't sound like she was doing too good.
Hmm...
Oh dear.
You could put two and two together quite easily. It seemed that demi-human (cow) features didn't mix well with Ayano's lifestyle. In game, she was the kind of girl to neglect looking after herself in favor or gaming, and you had a hunch for what current 'malady' was plaguing her.
Ayano- and you had further evidence from the dark circles under her eyes- had stayed up late again. In game that had been bad enough, because for her it meant her grades slipping or getting sleepy during school.
Now, there was an added penalty.
She must've forgotten to milk herself the night before.
Milk herself? What was the technical term for that? You knew saying that was not PC, according to this world's standards. Eh, regardless- Ayano had stayed up super late playing videogames, barely woken up in time for school, and had been forced to go to school with a pair of boobs undrained of milk.
"Is there something on my face?"
And now you knew she was aware of your staring.
"Uh, no... just, uh... couldn't help but overhear. You have a headache or something?" You stated, trying to be diplomatic about it. Obviously, you couldn't just out and ask her if her boobs were too full- again, the whole lactation thing with demi-humans was treated somewhere between going to the bathroom and, ahem... 'self-gratification.'
AKA, absolutely not something that people talked about in public.
Ayano stared back at you for a few more moments before turning away.
"Or something," she muttered. Well, at least she didn't seem angry. You remembered from the game that she'd been one of the more difficult heroines to build affection with- well, at least she was one of the heroines players would have high-difficulties getting close to at first (Ayano seemed to warm up to the player fairly quickly once they were established as friends.)
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'That was close, I thought... I almost thought that he knew. God, that'd be so embarrassing. Having to tell a guy that I forgot to drain myself the night before, and then had to come to school without having the time to drain my breasts... Ow... I think I've got almost 15 hours worth... M-maybe I can stop by the infirmary after lunch...'
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Unknown to Ayano, you were already beginning plans on how to befriend her. And first, you needed to help her drain her boobs! But... this was going to require tact- you had a really high chance of completely shooting your efforts to befriend her in the foot right now.
1) Try and come up with an excuse to the teacher for Ayano to take you to infirmary (Neutral/bad. She's wary/suspicious of why you need her help, of all people. (She might think you're butting in unwantedly.)
2) You don't do anything until lunch, when a group of girls are picking on Ayano... (Neutral/good)
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