"Hey there Shujin." Izumi shyly peeked her head through the curtain. "How are you feeling?"
"Like I got hit by a runaway truck." You answered then winced as your shoulder popped and you rolled the stiff appendage. "One moment I'm staring at a bright light, then the next, I'm flying through the air. Though, I don't remember much of what happened after that bit." You turned towards her, only for your eyebrows disappeared into your hairline when Izumi's face crumpled and the girl suddenly bowed, her enormous breasts bouncing from the action.
"I'm really sorry about that." She cried out apologetically, "I didn't mean for you to get caught up in that."
"Ah, don't sweat it." You waved it off, getting her to stand up and pointed to the bedside chair which she sat down in after a moment's hesitation. "I wasn't really paying attention either. I've been...out of sorts for most of the day." You admitted which was the closest to the honest truth, given your situation. That and how eerily quiet the Narrator was being for the moment.
And now that things have calmed down, you finally starting to relax. Especially now that you were in the presence of your favorite tsundere. A little fun can't hurt.
"Besides..." A shit-eating grin split your face, "You sure that you weren't just trying to get back at me for this morning?"
"I-I'd never!!!" Izumi sputtered, then huffed at your smile before crossing her arms underneath her chest. "That was below the belt Shujin."
"Oh! So, I'm no longer Hentai Kou now?"
It was her turn to smile, "Not for the moment anyways." Then it started to waver as the silence between began to stretch out. "So, how's your classes going?"
You had no damn clue.
"They're going fine." You nodded, the bullshit spilling from your lips. "Same old lessons. Just them trying to find a way to trigger our powers or to keep us occupied." How much of that was true, you had no idea, and the Narrator was still being strangely quiet, not even a snappy comment, so you were just saying what you thought sounded right.
"I see." Izumi nodded.
"How are your courses going?" You asked back.
She perked up at your question and a bunch of technical jargon started spilling out of her mouth. Most of it zoomed straight over your head, save for a few slivers you did understand, but you just kept nodding along like an idiot. However, this was a perfect opportunity to have some more practice with your newfound powers.
Engaging Stealth (pending name), you slipped out from underneath the covers and slid closer to Izumi.
She continued talking, staring at the spot you had just vacated and not at all noticing that you were now barely a foot away from her swaying chest.
You half-heartedly kept up with the conversation, your eyes glued to the objects of your affection. The magnificent orbs trapped beneath her tight top. Some joke you heard your Dad tell your Mom passed through your lips as you dropped down onto your knees. Something about brownie points and how bakers kept score. Izumi's following giggle had her chest bouncing in a very interesting way...no wait. Did you really just make a dad joke?
Shaking your head, you carefully placed your hands on her knees and with one eye keeping a close watch for her reaction, you slowly spread her legs open.
They parted fairly easily, a given that she wasn't aware of what you were doing.
And with those out of the way, you shuffled forward into the gap.
Your head was now barely a hairs-breath away from her massive breasts. Said breasts bounced in a hypnotic rhythm that you were unable to turn away from. With a shaky breath, your fingers reached up and wrapped around the first button of her top. Trembling, you flinched as the first button almost eagerly came undone...then the next one and the next one until every button had been undone and you were face-first with the magnificence hidden underneath.
Izumi's bra wasn't what you'd really describe as sexy. She seemed to value practicality over appearance as it was just a sturdy black garment wrapped tightly around her titanic tits. Your head bounced as it followed the movement of Izumi's chest. Now freed from the confines of her tight shirt, the fatty duo practically jumped with each breath. You took a trembling breath, keeping up Stealth as you put your head as close to the bra clad mounds as you dared.
This was dangerous.
You were the closest to the largest pair of tits you've ever seen (not counting this morning).
All the blood in your body was rushing to one part of your body, which pressed painfully against your pants. Your throat was dry, even after swallowing your spit. You were mindful enough to keep Stealth on at full power, but you were no longer listening to Izumi as she talked above you.
How could you listen?
Not when you had the most exquisite pair of tits in front of you.
Your libido temporarily overrode your brain as your hands suddenly shot up and grabbed Izumi's swaying rack. The heavy mounds sat cradled comfortably in the palms of your hands. Each sway and shake were transmitted directly through your palms, as well how devilish soft they were.
Did Izumi really walk around with these miracles of nature?
Yes...Yes, she did.
You jumped as the infirmary slammed open.
Barely focused enough to keep Stealth going, you and Izumi whipped your heads towards the sound. You swore as the nurse came strolling in, surprised to see Izumi sitting beside your bed. She walked up to the two of you and you froze as you felt Izumi's thighs tense up as she got ready to stand.
"Oh, what are you doing here?"
"I'm..ah...just here to apologize to Shujin. It was my fault he ended up here." Izumi scratched her cheek, not at all aware that said boy was between her legs.
"I see." The nurse nodded, turning towards the bed. "So, he's awake then. Did you two talk about anything interesting?"
Oh shit!
Your experiment was now officially over and you needed to put things back the way they were before Izumi decided it was time to get up and leave.
However, there was one miscalculation on your part.
The daily struggle of a girl with a rack as enormous as Izumi's.
Inverted from earlier, you fought every button as Izumi's chest, once freed, refused to be stuffed back into the tight confines of her shirt. Your arms trembled as you slowly pulled the gap shut, one button at a time. Up close like this, you could see how strained the fabric looked from holding back the beastly pair inside. Some of the buttons were threadbare, looking ready just to fly off at the slightest amount of pressure.
Your only solace was that the nurse was the chatty type and Izumi had no immediate excuse to leave yet.
Not that that was going to last much longer.
Fueled by desperation, you managed to slip the last button in place and jumped off the floor, back onto the bed. Scrambling to get under the covers, you disengaged Stealth just as the two finished talking.
Unfortunately, as Izumi turned towards you, one button could no longer take it.
All you heard was a loud POP before said button flew at you like a bullet.
Your head snapped back just as Izumi screamed, both arms wrapping around her chest as another button fired away. Now there was a sizable gap in her shirt where the buttons had been, displaying what laid underneath...which was starting to glow an ominous white.
You had no time to curse your luck as Izumi exploded, shouting "HENTAI KOU YOU PERVERT!!!"
The next thing you knew was that you were tumbling through the air. The floor and ceiling alternating with each other. It was kinda fun, till you realized that you were approaching the upcoming wall at a high speed. Before you blacked out from the impact, you caught a glimpse of Izumi rushing out the door...then everything went blissfully black.
(((Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. You really need to be careful doing that kind of stuff this early in the game buddy. You really don't want to get that bad Karma so soon.)))
"Like I got hit by a runaway truck." You answered then winced as your shoulder popped and you rolled the stiff appendage. "One moment I'm staring at a bright light, then the next, I'm flying through the air. Though, I don't remember much of what happened after that bit." You turned towards her, only for your eyebrows disappeared into your hairline when Izumi's face crumpled and the girl suddenly bowed, her enormous breasts bouncing from the action.
"I'm really sorry about that." She cried out apologetically, "I didn't mean for you to get caught up in that."
"Ah, don't sweat it." You waved it off, getting her to stand up and pointed to the bedside chair which she sat down in after a moment's hesitation. "I wasn't really paying attention either. I've been...out of sorts for most of the day." You admitted which was the closest to the honest truth, given your situation. That and how eerily quiet the Narrator was being for the moment.
And now that things have calmed down, you finally starting to relax. Especially now that you were in the presence of your favorite tsundere. A little fun can't hurt.
"Besides..." A shit-eating grin split your face, "You sure that you weren't just trying to get back at me for this morning?"
"I-I'd never!!!" Izumi sputtered, then huffed at your smile before crossing her arms underneath her chest. "That was below the belt Shujin."
"Oh! So, I'm no longer Hentai Kou now?"
It was her turn to smile, "Not for the moment anyways." Then it started to waver as the silence between began to stretch out. "So, how's your classes going?"
You had no damn clue.
"They're going fine." You nodded, the bullshit spilling from your lips. "Same old lessons. Just them trying to find a way to trigger our powers or to keep us occupied." How much of that was true, you had no idea, and the Narrator was still being strangely quiet, not even a snappy comment, so you were just saying what you thought sounded right.
"I see." Izumi nodded.
"How are your courses going?" You asked back.
She perked up at your question and a bunch of technical jargon started spilling out of her mouth. Most of it zoomed straight over your head, save for a few slivers you did understand, but you just kept nodding along like an idiot. However, this was a perfect opportunity to have some more practice with your newfound powers.
Engaging Stealth (pending name), you slipped out from underneath the covers and slid closer to Izumi.
She continued talking, staring at the spot you had just vacated and not at all noticing that you were now barely a foot away from her swaying chest.
You half-heartedly kept up with the conversation, your eyes glued to the objects of your affection. The magnificent orbs trapped beneath her tight top. Some joke you heard your Dad tell your Mom passed through your lips as you dropped down onto your knees. Something about brownie points and how bakers kept score. Izumi's following giggle had her chest bouncing in a very interesting way...no wait. Did you really just make a dad joke?
Shaking your head, you carefully placed your hands on her knees and with one eye keeping a close watch for her reaction, you slowly spread her legs open.
They parted fairly easily, a given that she wasn't aware of what you were doing.
And with those out of the way, you shuffled forward into the gap.
Your head was now barely a hairs-breath away from her massive breasts. Said breasts bounced in a hypnotic rhythm that you were unable to turn away from. With a shaky breath, your fingers reached up and wrapped around the first button of her top. Trembling, you flinched as the first button almost eagerly came undone...then the next one and the next one until every button had been undone and you were face-first with the magnificence hidden underneath.
Izumi's bra wasn't what you'd really describe as sexy. She seemed to value practicality over appearance as it was just a sturdy black garment wrapped tightly around her titanic tits. Your head bounced as it followed the movement of Izumi's chest. Now freed from the confines of her tight shirt, the fatty duo practically jumped with each breath. You took a trembling breath, keeping up Stealth as you put your head as close to the bra clad mounds as you dared.
This was dangerous.
You were the closest to the largest pair of tits you've ever seen (not counting this morning).
All the blood in your body was rushing to one part of your body, which pressed painfully against your pants. Your throat was dry, even after swallowing your spit. You were mindful enough to keep Stealth on at full power, but you were no longer listening to Izumi as she talked above you.
How could you listen?
Not when you had the most exquisite pair of tits in front of you.
Your libido temporarily overrode your brain as your hands suddenly shot up and grabbed Izumi's swaying rack. The heavy mounds sat cradled comfortably in the palms of your hands. Each sway and shake were transmitted directly through your palms, as well how devilish soft they were.
Did Izumi really walk around with these miracles of nature?
Yes...Yes, she did.
You jumped as the infirmary slammed open.
Barely focused enough to keep Stealth going, you and Izumi whipped your heads towards the sound. You swore as the nurse came strolling in, surprised to see Izumi sitting beside your bed. She walked up to the two of you and you froze as you felt Izumi's thighs tense up as she got ready to stand.
"Oh, what are you doing here?"
"I'm..ah...just here to apologize to Shujin. It was my fault he ended up here." Izumi scratched her cheek, not at all aware that said boy was between her legs.
"I see." The nurse nodded, turning towards the bed. "So, he's awake then. Did you two talk about anything interesting?"
Oh shit!
Your experiment was now officially over and you needed to put things back the way they were before Izumi decided it was time to get up and leave.
However, there was one miscalculation on your part.
The daily struggle of a girl with a rack as enormous as Izumi's.
Inverted from earlier, you fought every button as Izumi's chest, once freed, refused to be stuffed back into the tight confines of her shirt. Your arms trembled as you slowly pulled the gap shut, one button at a time. Up close like this, you could see how strained the fabric looked from holding back the beastly pair inside. Some of the buttons were threadbare, looking ready just to fly off at the slightest amount of pressure.
Your only solace was that the nurse was the chatty type and Izumi had no immediate excuse to leave yet.
Not that that was going to last much longer.
Fueled by desperation, you managed to slip the last button in place and jumped off the floor, back onto the bed. Scrambling to get under the covers, you disengaged Stealth just as the two finished talking.
Unfortunately, as Izumi turned towards you, one button could no longer take it.
All you heard was a loud POP before said button flew at you like a bullet.
Your head snapped back just as Izumi screamed, both arms wrapping around her chest as another button fired away. Now there was a sizable gap in her shirt where the buttons had been, displaying what laid underneath...which was starting to glow an ominous white.
You had no time to curse your luck as Izumi exploded, shouting "HENTAI KOU YOU PERVERT!!!"
The next thing you knew was that you were tumbling through the air. The floor and ceiling alternating with each other. It was kinda fun, till you realized that you were approaching the upcoming wall at a high speed. Before you blacked out from the impact, you caught a glimpse of Izumi rushing out the door...then everything went blissfully black.
(((Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. You really need to be careful doing that kind of stuff this early in the game buddy. You really don't want to get that bad Karma so soon.)))
100 views
·
March 23
Sign in to comment