Tomoko Enters, Stage Right
AnimeVore,GTS,GT,Shrink,Unbirth,AnalVore
chapter 101
by
copier
· original author:
sonic411
“Heheheheheheh,” if anyone were to hear the giggling coming from that bedroom, they would swear a mental patient was on the loose. However, such devious cackles were simply the sign of one pervert’s anticipation of what was sure to be great pleasure coming his way. Once again, his fingers dug deeply into the surface below him, the bedsheets nearly tearing as he squeezed them so hard. Any minute now, something amazing was going to happen, which left Onizuka’s mind racing.
“Maybe she’s going to let me handcuff her to the bed. No wait! I bet she’s bringing another girl in! What if it’s Fuyutsuki?! What if it’s Nao?! No, no, no! What if it’s Fuyutsuki, Nao, and both of them wanna bang Urumi just as hard as me?!” By this point, Onizuka’s imagination had given him a downright terrifying smile. It was a wonder that he didn’t blow his load right then and there. Fortunately, it was then that the doorknob began to turn. At once, Onizuka put his hands behind his head and spread his legs. The cockiest smile was plastered on his face, and as the door moved, he spoke to the beauty that would no doubt please him entirely, “So tell me, how big of a slut are you? Don’t lie.”
“Mr. Onizuka?”
“AAAAHHHH!!!!”
Just hearing that voice made respond before she even poked her head in. Of all the people Onizuka thought he would see at that moment, Tomoko Nomura was certainly nowhere on that list. The high school/actress/model certainly had certain qualities that Onizuka looked for in a girl. Two particular qualities were very big and always bouncing just below her chin, but this girl was easily the sweetest and most naïve person that he knew. As such, only in his most out there fantasies has Onizuka ever thought about being naked in a room with Tomoko. Now that it was here, well the fact that he quickly covered his crotch with a pillow spoke for itself.
“T-T-T-Tomoko, what-what-what are you doing here?” he managed to ask her. The girl in question looked confused by his question, but even as she blushed at the sight of him, she did give him an answer, “Well actually, Urumi invited me over.” Onizuka gasped, and a familiar rage began to fill his body once again, “What?! Errrrgh, of all the lowdown, that little,” words could no longer be formed as he ground his teeth so harshly together. The only thing that stopped him was Tomoko’s voice, “Mr. Onizuka, you um, you don’t need to worry. She told me everything, so I know that the two of you…are sleeping together.”
WHAT????!!!!!
By this point, Onizuka wasn’t sure if he would pass out first or spank Urumi so hard that she would never be able to sit down again. However, once again, the one thing that got him to focus was his student. A silence settled in the room, with Tomoko looking unsure as she looked at her teacher. Onizuka meanwhile once again found his mind to be racing. He had to find some way to get Tomoko to stay silent about this. She was in no way untrustworthy like her bitch of a best friend, but one slip of the tongue would be all that it would take for her to accidentally bury him. There had to be something, anything to keep her quiet! He then tried to address this whole mess calmly, somehow, but once again, the big boobed beauty made his eyes and more bulge as she ripped open her shirt.
Before his very eyes, Tomoko’s boobs came bouncing out, with no bra in sight to hold them back. They were two perfectly round and fat melons, easily falling into a heavy dance as they were freed from their confinement. The blush remained on her cheeks, but never once did she hesitate to discard her shirt. Speaking of which, Onizuka wound discarding something as he accidentally dropped the pillow concealing his crotch. The sight it had hidden left Tomoko to softly gasp, “Oh my! You really are enormous.”
Onizuka’s left eye twitched; a major case of déjà vu had befallen him. Once again one side of him was telling him to put a stop to all of this because she was a student, but the other side was telling that one to shut its goddamn mouth. At this point, Onizuka could only mutter a defeated whimper, “What the hell is going on here?” Thankfully, as he soon noticed, he wasn’t the only one feeling awkward, as the glow in Motoko’s cheeks continued to grow. Fidgeting a bit in her short skirt, and fighting the urge to cover her chest up, she looked away from her teacher as she explained, “Well, Mr. Onizuka, you see….it’s just, I thought you might like them. I saw what you did to Urumi’s butt, and I just thought that since you like that so much, maybe my boobs would….do you like them?”
Now it was Tomoko who was feeling conflicted. Despite her big chest, she had never been in a situation even close to this. Plus, if it wasn’t for Urumi pushing her, she would never have even dreamed about being in this position with Mr. Onizuka. However, despite her doubts, she trusted him completely, and it was true what Urumi said; she did want this. The only question is, did he want her?
“Maybe she’s going to let me handcuff her to the bed. No wait! I bet she’s bringing another girl in! What if it’s Fuyutsuki?! What if it’s Nao?! No, no, no! What if it’s Fuyutsuki, Nao, and both of them wanna bang Urumi just as hard as me?!” By this point, Onizuka’s imagination had given him a downright terrifying smile. It was a wonder that he didn’t blow his load right then and there. Fortunately, it was then that the doorknob began to turn. At once, Onizuka put his hands behind his head and spread his legs. The cockiest smile was plastered on his face, and as the door moved, he spoke to the beauty that would no doubt please him entirely, “So tell me, how big of a slut are you? Don’t lie.”
“Mr. Onizuka?”
“AAAAHHHH!!!!”
Just hearing that voice made respond before she even poked her head in. Of all the people Onizuka thought he would see at that moment, Tomoko Nomura was certainly nowhere on that list. The high school/actress/model certainly had certain qualities that Onizuka looked for in a girl. Two particular qualities were very big and always bouncing just below her chin, but this girl was easily the sweetest and most naïve person that he knew. As such, only in his most out there fantasies has Onizuka ever thought about being naked in a room with Tomoko. Now that it was here, well the fact that he quickly covered his crotch with a pillow spoke for itself.
“T-T-T-Tomoko, what-what-what are you doing here?” he managed to ask her. The girl in question looked confused by his question, but even as she blushed at the sight of him, she did give him an answer, “Well actually, Urumi invited me over.” Onizuka gasped, and a familiar rage began to fill his body once again, “What?! Errrrgh, of all the lowdown, that little,” words could no longer be formed as he ground his teeth so harshly together. The only thing that stopped him was Tomoko’s voice, “Mr. Onizuka, you um, you don’t need to worry. She told me everything, so I know that the two of you…are sleeping together.”
WHAT????!!!!!
By this point, Onizuka wasn’t sure if he would pass out first or spank Urumi so hard that she would never be able to sit down again. However, once again, the one thing that got him to focus was his student. A silence settled in the room, with Tomoko looking unsure as she looked at her teacher. Onizuka meanwhile once again found his mind to be racing. He had to find some way to get Tomoko to stay silent about this. She was in no way untrustworthy like her bitch of a best friend, but one slip of the tongue would be all that it would take for her to accidentally bury him. There had to be something, anything to keep her quiet! He then tried to address this whole mess calmly, somehow, but once again, the big boobed beauty made his eyes and more bulge as she ripped open her shirt.
Before his very eyes, Tomoko’s boobs came bouncing out, with no bra in sight to hold them back. They were two perfectly round and fat melons, easily falling into a heavy dance as they were freed from their confinement. The blush remained on her cheeks, but never once did she hesitate to discard her shirt. Speaking of which, Onizuka wound discarding something as he accidentally dropped the pillow concealing his crotch. The sight it had hidden left Tomoko to softly gasp, “Oh my! You really are enormous.”
Onizuka’s left eye twitched; a major case of déjà vu had befallen him. Once again one side of him was telling him to put a stop to all of this because she was a student, but the other side was telling that one to shut its goddamn mouth. At this point, Onizuka could only mutter a defeated whimper, “What the hell is going on here?” Thankfully, as he soon noticed, he wasn’t the only one feeling awkward, as the glow in Motoko’s cheeks continued to grow. Fidgeting a bit in her short skirt, and fighting the urge to cover her chest up, she looked away from her teacher as she explained, “Well, Mr. Onizuka, you see….it’s just, I thought you might like them. I saw what you did to Urumi’s butt, and I just thought that since you like that so much, maybe my boobs would….do you like them?”
Now it was Tomoko who was feeling conflicted. Despite her big chest, she had never been in a situation even close to this. Plus, if it wasn’t for Urumi pushing her, she would never have even dreamed about being in this position with Mr. Onizuka. However, despite her doubts, she trusted him completely, and it was true what Urumi said; she did want this. The only question is, did he want her?
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