In the end, the two of you reached the store just in time- there were barely fifteen minutes left before closing time! Riding the train had been uneventful, but you'd been unable to stop yourself from sneaking glances at Ayano every now and then.
The poor girl had been dealing with her backlog for almost a full 24 hours by now, and you honestly had no idea how Ayano was still hanging on. Guess being a gamer girl really took priority over everything else.
Following simple logic (continued milk build up + no relief) meant that her breasts were the largest used ever seen them. Seriously, her huge boobs looked even more immense on her tiny frame- easily as big as her head, and so full and stuffed with milk that her blouse was fighting to stay together. And that was another thing- Ayano had never replaced the button that she'd popped during lunch (whether because she didn't find the time to or simply didn't have the skills to, you didn't know.)
Meaning the normally modestly dressed girl looked downright erotic right now! The small bit of exposed flesh had widened a bit as her breasts continued to fill and swell, leaving multiple buttons visibly strained on her protesting school blouse. She was inadvertently flashing even more of her bra to the world, though by the look on Ayano's face she probably wasn't paying attention to her attire right now.
You could see beads of sweat on the poor girl's forehead, and her face would scrunch up in pain every now and then.
"Nnngh..."
"Y-you doing okay, Ayano?"
"H-hanging in there. Just... have to pick up the game and then... oooh... head home..." Ayano mumbled out.
Oh crap, she was practically swaying on her feet! Was she... was she going to pass out from the milk build up? Was that even a thing that could happen? Admittedly, you weren't too knowledgeable on demi-human physiology, having only the knowledge of an hour's search on the internet (and the memories of Shujin Kou, which were still awkwardly integrating with the memories of the person you'd been in your past life.)
"We're here now, Ayano. And just in time!" Turning, you expected Ayano to dash into the store- which closed soon- only to see her slumped back against the wall of the building and breathing heavily, her cheeks flushed.
Damn it, what were you going to do? Ayano seemed practically ready to pop! Tugging at her sleeve and getting no response, you decided to act on your own. Gently taking Ayano by the hand, you guided her to a nearby bench and helped her to sit down.
"Just- Just stay here for a few minutes. I'll be back with the game, I promise!" Ayano mumbled out a quiet response, whatever it was you didn't hear. You'd already turned the corner and entered the store.
Inside the store, it didn't seem too flashy. For a place in Akiba, you'd have expected them to be using anime girls or some other gimmick to attract otaku from all over the world. But no, on the inside it seemed like your average game store.
Fortunately, you already knew exactly what you were looking for. The school day earlier had passed by uneventfully, during which Ayano had given you details about the game she was so interested in. You'd further given her opportunities to tell you all about the series on the train ride (both because it was fun seeing her talk so animatedly about something, and because you knew it helped her keep her mind off of her bulging, backed-up boobs.
Almost immediately, you recognized several characters in various poses together on a display on the wall- and next to that was a whole shelf where copies of the game had been!
You thanked your lucky stars that you'd got here before closing time- there was one copy left, and no doubt if you'd waited a day with Ayano, it would've been gone tomorrow morning. According to her there was no telling when (or even if) more copies of this ultra-limited release would be made.
...Damn, you choked a little when you saw the price tag. That was going to put a dent in your wallet.
That was one thing your memories told you that you maybe should've made a wish around when you'd been setting up this wild, wonderful world- the wish to be wealthy. Or at least have enough disposable income to burn and not feel the heat from a single payment like this.
Oh well, it was for a good cause.
If the shopkeeper was annoyed by you coming in right before closing time, he didn't say anything about it. In fact, he smiled as you approached the register! Though that was likely because of the fact that you were coming to him with a very expensive item in hand.
One transaction later, your wallet was quite a bit lighter, but you had the game you (or rather, Ayano) so desperately needed. Walking back around the corner, you saw Ayano sitting up on the bench, looking around. She caught sight of you and her eyes widened.
"T-the game! You got it! You really got it! I was so worried! I thought... I thought we might've been too late!"
"Nope, just in time! This was the last copy too. You're one lucky girl, this was the very last copy!" You stated, holding out the game to her. Ayano snatched it up and cradled it to her buxom chest as if it were her first born child.
"Thank you... Thank you so much! I don't know what I'd do if missed my chance to get this!"
Heh, seeing Ayano's normally shy face break out into a big smile warmed your heart.
"Okay, let's get going. I checked the schedules on my phone, and if we hurry, we can catch the next train out of here right away. Then we'll get you home and you can, uh... do what you need to do," You trailed off awkwardly. Ayano cheeks pinkened in embarrassment, and she looked away from you, unable to meet your gaze.
Unfortunately for the two of you, that was where life started throwing a monkey wrench in your plans. Ayano might've recovered a little bit, but the short girl was apparently so full that she was having trouble walking. Ayano was visibly swaying on her feet, and you had to grab her and pull her close so that you could support her while the two of you walked. You could practically feel her hot blush from having her huge, round breasts pressed up against you.
There was still plenty of softness to them, but you could also feel a strange, almost unnatural firmness to them, a tightness of the skin that caused them to squish much less than the soft flesh normally would've.
"Oooh..."
You didn't say anything, not wanting to make the situation even more awkward than it already was. You knew Ayano must've felt even worse- it was her body, her sensitive bits that you were getting to feel thanks to her negligence.
"Don't... don't think this makes me your girlfriend! I appreciate everything you've done for me today, but this... I'm only holding onto you because I need to, got it?" Even when she was gritting her teeth and baring the intense pressure in her breasts, Ayano still managed to give you a frosty look.
"Crystal. And don't worry, I won't say anything about this at school. I promise."
"Good! If I hear one word about this from anybody else, I'll know you told, and if that happens, I'll never forgive you!"
On one hand, it felt like Ayano was being a little harsh with you- you had helped her out today, helped her get her game (Hell, you'd paid for it), and were now helping her get home.
Ayano seemed to be aware of that too, judging by her next words.
"And... sorry if I sound like I'm being harsh. I'm just... worried. Oww... I don't want... ooh... any word of this getting out. But... thanks. For everything today. I did have a good time talking with you. And you stared at my boobs a lot less than I thought you would, even though I'm admittedly putting them on display here. I guess... I guess what I'm saying is that while I'm not interested in getting a boyfriend any time soon... I wouldn't mind being friends with you," Ayano looked you in the eyes, a small smile on her face. The short girl had to angle her head up to meet you eye for eye.
Crap, you hadn't realized she'd caught you staring all those times. Guess even a girl like Ayano had a sixth sense for that sort of thing.
"Oh, don't look so down. I might normally be irritated by it, but I know it's hard to ignore looking at me like this. Just... don't stare too much, and we'll be fine. Okay?" Ayano stated, bringing one arm up to awkwardly wrap around and shield her partially exposed chest from view.
Well, at least you hadn't lost too many points with her for staring throughout the day. The who could blame you? You would've had to have the patience of a saint to willfully ignore those huge, bulging boobs right before your eyes for an entire school day!
At last, your train reached the station, and the two of you exited the train. Ayano's house wasn't super far from the station, but it was still a bit of a walk- a walk that you weren't going to let her make on her own.
"Come on, I'm fine! I can make it without your help! I said I'm fine!"
"Ayano, I can see your legs wobbling. I know you aren't fine."
"Ngh... Ooh... Okay, I won't protest it. Just... hurry up, please? I'm ready to burst! I need to get home now!"
Slowly, supporting Ayano like you had earlier, the two of you set off for her house.
The minutes ticked by, and you could tell Ayano's condition was getting worse practically by the second. It seemed like she'd either hit or passed a wall her body wasn't supposed to hit.
No, her breasts weren't inflating before your eyes, and no, dark wet spots weren't forming on her blouse. But you could hear her breathing harder, pressed right up against, and the quiet moans and whimpers of pain increasing in both frequency and volume.
Shit, you'd accomplished your primary objective of helping Ayano get her treasured game, but had the two of you taken too long? Was her body facing some kind of... backlash? Her home was nearing- you could see it at the end of the street. Just a little further, and then Ayano would get the relief she so desperately needed!
The poor girl had been dealing with her backlog for almost a full 24 hours by now, and you honestly had no idea how Ayano was still hanging on. Guess being a gamer girl really took priority over everything else.
Following simple logic (continued milk build up + no relief) meant that her breasts were the largest used ever seen them. Seriously, her huge boobs looked even more immense on her tiny frame- easily as big as her head, and so full and stuffed with milk that her blouse was fighting to stay together. And that was another thing- Ayano had never replaced the button that she'd popped during lunch (whether because she didn't find the time to or simply didn't have the skills to, you didn't know.)
Meaning the normally modestly dressed girl looked downright erotic right now! The small bit of exposed flesh had widened a bit as her breasts continued to fill and swell, leaving multiple buttons visibly strained on her protesting school blouse. She was inadvertently flashing even more of her bra to the world, though by the look on Ayano's face she probably wasn't paying attention to her attire right now.
You could see beads of sweat on the poor girl's forehead, and her face would scrunch up in pain every now and then.
"Nnngh..."
"Y-you doing okay, Ayano?"
"H-hanging in there. Just... have to pick up the game and then... oooh... head home..." Ayano mumbled out.
Oh crap, she was practically swaying on her feet! Was she... was she going to pass out from the milk build up? Was that even a thing that could happen? Admittedly, you weren't too knowledgeable on demi-human physiology, having only the knowledge of an hour's search on the internet (and the memories of Shujin Kou, which were still awkwardly integrating with the memories of the person you'd been in your past life.)
"We're here now, Ayano. And just in time!" Turning, you expected Ayano to dash into the store- which closed soon- only to see her slumped back against the wall of the building and breathing heavily, her cheeks flushed.
Damn it, what were you going to do? Ayano seemed practically ready to pop! Tugging at her sleeve and getting no response, you decided to act on your own. Gently taking Ayano by the hand, you guided her to a nearby bench and helped her to sit down.
"Just- Just stay here for a few minutes. I'll be back with the game, I promise!" Ayano mumbled out a quiet response, whatever it was you didn't hear. You'd already turned the corner and entered the store.
Inside the store, it didn't seem too flashy. For a place in Akiba, you'd have expected them to be using anime girls or some other gimmick to attract otaku from all over the world. But no, on the inside it seemed like your average game store.
Fortunately, you already knew exactly what you were looking for. The school day earlier had passed by uneventfully, during which Ayano had given you details about the game she was so interested in. You'd further given her opportunities to tell you all about the series on the train ride (both because it was fun seeing her talk so animatedly about something, and because you knew it helped her keep her mind off of her bulging, backed-up boobs.
Almost immediately, you recognized several characters in various poses together on a display on the wall- and next to that was a whole shelf where copies of the game had been!
You thanked your lucky stars that you'd got here before closing time- there was one copy left, and no doubt if you'd waited a day with Ayano, it would've been gone tomorrow morning. According to her there was no telling when (or even if) more copies of this ultra-limited release would be made.
...Damn, you choked a little when you saw the price tag. That was going to put a dent in your wallet.
That was one thing your memories told you that you maybe should've made a wish around when you'd been setting up this wild, wonderful world- the wish to be wealthy. Or at least have enough disposable income to burn and not feel the heat from a single payment like this.
Oh well, it was for a good cause.
If the shopkeeper was annoyed by you coming in right before closing time, he didn't say anything about it. In fact, he smiled as you approached the register! Though that was likely because of the fact that you were coming to him with a very expensive item in hand.
One transaction later, your wallet was quite a bit lighter, but you had the game you (or rather, Ayano) so desperately needed. Walking back around the corner, you saw Ayano sitting up on the bench, looking around. She caught sight of you and her eyes widened.
"T-the game! You got it! You really got it! I was so worried! I thought... I thought we might've been too late!"
"Nope, just in time! This was the last copy too. You're one lucky girl, this was the very last copy!" You stated, holding out the game to her. Ayano snatched it up and cradled it to her buxom chest as if it were her first born child.
"Thank you... Thank you so much! I don't know what I'd do if missed my chance to get this!"
Heh, seeing Ayano's normally shy face break out into a big smile warmed your heart.
"Okay, let's get going. I checked the schedules on my phone, and if we hurry, we can catch the next train out of here right away. Then we'll get you home and you can, uh... do what you need to do," You trailed off awkwardly. Ayano cheeks pinkened in embarrassment, and she looked away from you, unable to meet your gaze.
Unfortunately for the two of you, that was where life started throwing a monkey wrench in your plans. Ayano might've recovered a little bit, but the short girl was apparently so full that she was having trouble walking. Ayano was visibly swaying on her feet, and you had to grab her and pull her close so that you could support her while the two of you walked. You could practically feel her hot blush from having her huge, round breasts pressed up against you.
There was still plenty of softness to them, but you could also feel a strange, almost unnatural firmness to them, a tightness of the skin that caused them to squish much less than the soft flesh normally would've.
"Oooh..."
You didn't say anything, not wanting to make the situation even more awkward than it already was. You knew Ayano must've felt even worse- it was her body, her sensitive bits that you were getting to feel thanks to her negligence.
"Don't... don't think this makes me your girlfriend! I appreciate everything you've done for me today, but this... I'm only holding onto you because I need to, got it?" Even when she was gritting her teeth and baring the intense pressure in her breasts, Ayano still managed to give you a frosty look.
"Crystal. And don't worry, I won't say anything about this at school. I promise."
"Good! If I hear one word about this from anybody else, I'll know you told, and if that happens, I'll never forgive you!"
On one hand, it felt like Ayano was being a little harsh with you- you had helped her out today, helped her get her game (Hell, you'd paid for it), and were now helping her get home.
Ayano seemed to be aware of that too, judging by her next words.
"And... sorry if I sound like I'm being harsh. I'm just... worried. Oww... I don't want... ooh... any word of this getting out. But... thanks. For everything today. I did have a good time talking with you. And you stared at my boobs a lot less than I thought you would, even though I'm admittedly putting them on display here. I guess... I guess what I'm saying is that while I'm not interested in getting a boyfriend any time soon... I wouldn't mind being friends with you," Ayano looked you in the eyes, a small smile on her face. The short girl had to angle her head up to meet you eye for eye.
Crap, you hadn't realized she'd caught you staring all those times. Guess even a girl like Ayano had a sixth sense for that sort of thing.
"Oh, don't look so down. I might normally be irritated by it, but I know it's hard to ignore looking at me like this. Just... don't stare too much, and we'll be fine. Okay?" Ayano stated, bringing one arm up to awkwardly wrap around and shield her partially exposed chest from view.
Well, at least you hadn't lost too many points with her for staring throughout the day. The who could blame you? You would've had to have the patience of a saint to willfully ignore those huge, bulging boobs right before your eyes for an entire school day!
At last, your train reached the station, and the two of you exited the train. Ayano's house wasn't super far from the station, but it was still a bit of a walk- a walk that you weren't going to let her make on her own.
"Come on, I'm fine! I can make it without your help! I said I'm fine!"
"Ayano, I can see your legs wobbling. I know you aren't fine."
"Ngh... Ooh... Okay, I won't protest it. Just... hurry up, please? I'm ready to burst! I need to get home now!"
Slowly, supporting Ayano like you had earlier, the two of you set off for her house.
The minutes ticked by, and you could tell Ayano's condition was getting worse practically by the second. It seemed like she'd either hit or passed a wall her body wasn't supposed to hit.
No, her breasts weren't inflating before your eyes, and no, dark wet spots weren't forming on her blouse. But you could hear her breathing harder, pressed right up against, and the quiet moans and whimpers of pain increasing in both frequency and volume.
Shit, you'd accomplished your primary objective of helping Ayano get her treasured game, but had the two of you taken too long? Was her body facing some kind of... backlash? Her home was nearing- you could see it at the end of the street. Just a little further, and then Ayano would get the relief she so desperately needed!
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