I plan on making this a very long series, and I do plan on getting to some really niche fetishy stuff, but that won't be for a good long while.
Apart from using a couple of the characters from Overwatch, this story doesn't really have anything to do with the story from the game. It's more focused on the characters and their relationship.
background info: Uses the wasteland skins for Dva as inspiration for the character and the setting.*
The sun had just begun to tilt toward the horizon, casting an orange glow on the world for those last few minutes before darkness. Hana sat on the floor of her garage with the polluted Australian sun setting behind her. (The one thing you can say for air pollution is it makes one hell of a sunset.) Hana didn't care about the sunset. She'd seen it a thousand times. She was intently watching something far more interesting inside her home. A person.
Hana Song had been living alone in the desert wasteland of post-omnic Australia for as long as she could remember. She was born in a junk town near the coast, but she was a troublemaker from the start, and when she was twelve she was banished from the town for causing trouble with the wrong type of people. She wandered the hot sands and salt flats for days until she found an abandoned auto shop to hole up in. She had been there ever since, scavenging food and water from the wastes to survive. Driven by powerful curiosity, she toyed with the parts and tools scattered in the shop, eventually teaching herself how to fix and take apart all manner of contraptions she came across. Even managing to put together a (mostly) functioning vehicle.
All this time spent alone out in the desert, and here was this girl, asleep on the floor of Hana's garage. She had found her outside earlier that day, stumbling through the salt flat, delirious and dehydrated. She was barely able to utter a word before collapsing in front of Hana. She was unsure of what to do, but thought that taking her inside and getting her some water couldn't be a bad idea. She set some water beside the girl, and waited for her to awaken. For hours, she waited and thought of what she should say when the girl did wake up. Hana had hardly spoken a word in the ten years since her banishment, and wondered if she even remembered how to talk. All this going through her mind and more, as she started at the unconscious young woman.
There were some glaringly apparent details about this girl that Hana had been trying not to think about, but inevitably, her mind drifted towards anyway.
This girl asleep on the floor of Hana's home was in a word enormous. Everything about her was huge, especially from Hana's perspective. Her lower body could only be described as extremely thick. Her massive thighs, with tight leggings wrapped around them, were so wide that Hana could never hope to fit two hands around one of them. Each one was about the width of the girl's entire torso. Her exposed tummy was soft and doughy, covered in a bit of fat. Despite this, her waist was still probably the thinnest thing on her. Hana watched as it rose and fell gently with the girl's slow breathing. The girl wasn't particularly tall, but to Hanna, who could never quite reach into the 5 foot range, she was a giant. The girl looked to be around 5 foot 7, and her round face was accompanied by short, dark brown hair. Hana's mind drifted to the parts of the girl that caused strange feelings to course through her body...
The girl's breasts were massive, like two extra huge basketballs had been stuffed into a tight little blue tank top. They were round and full, and sat high on her chest, protruding forward, far in front of her body. The girl's fat tits appeared to be pushing the limits of the shirt. Everywhere, even on her back, the ice blue fabric was pulled tight, holding as much of her boobs firmly in place as it could. Only part of her boobs were contained, however. Almost half of her breasts were too busy being huge to be restricted by the ultra-tight top. The neckline of the tank top stretched almost half way down her chest, and mountains of thick, jiggly cleavage adorned the top of her rack, luscious, soft titflesh spilling out in bulges over the cusp of the top. More of her boobs exploded out the sides of her shirt where the arm sleeves had been stretched forwards, the soft fat pressing gently into her arms. Still more peeked out of the bottom of the shirt, hanging just below the lower limit of the tank top. All of this breast mass liberated and unconstrained by the tight blue prison of the girl's top was left free to jiggle and wobble about with her every movement, especially the colossal cleavage running out over the top of the shirt. Slight protrusions in the blue fabric hinted at her fat, round nipples concealed beneath. Hana's pulse was particularly quickened by the sight of the girl's breasts, as strange, intense feelings radiated throughout her body.
The girl's butt was equally sizable. Her wide hips gave way to an even wider ass. It was so huge, about a quarter of her height was entirely taken up by her ass. It was immense, round, and ridiculously squishy. It would have been almost possible for Hana to wrap both arms halfway around the girl's ass, if they wouldn't have sunk deep into the soft flesh of it. Her cheeks were perfectly smooth and filled up her tight pants so much that the elastic stretched around her ass looked as hard as steel, and a little bulge of fat peeked out over the waistband. Despite the incredible tightness of her thin pants, they still stretched enough to allow her to wiggle and bounce inside of them.
Hana was overcome with intense emotions for the girl lying on the floor before her. They were getting difficult to contain. Hana herself was very short, only around 4 foot 10. Her breasts were a decent size, and her butt was pretty cute, filling out the back of her jeans nicely, but she couldn't even begin to compare to this other girl. There was one more major difference between her and Hana's bodies, however. Hana was 22 now, had lived alone for over ten years, and not once had she ever touched the massive bulge in her pants that had only seemed to get bigger with time. Hana was a futanari from birth. It's hard to say what could have caused it, butl Hana was the only one who knew about it at all. There was not a whole lot of education going around post-apocalypse Australia, so Hana simply didn't know any better, and accepted herself the way she was. When she was 12, a few months after first finding the auto shop, she began to grow. It was slow and unnoticeable at first, but during her teen years the growth really picked up. She found herself constantly needing to scavenge for larger and larger pants as she grew from two inches soft, to three, then four, before the growth finally slowed down. By the the time she was eighteen, her dick was six inches long and almost 3 inches thick when soft, filling up her crotch at all times, in combination with her balls, which had begun producing when she was 12 and had grown to be bigger than baseballs. There was no space at all to speak of between her legs, every millimeter was filled out from one fleshy thigh to the other. Her thick, supple cock pushed her pants outward, even while soft, while her huge, taut, swollen balls boosted it even further forward as they filled the limited area between her thighs. Hana wasn't even a teenager the last time she was able to fully close her legs.
She never saw the point of underwear, and instead stuffed her package into a pair of jeans that she found with extra room in the front. She hardly ever bothered to take them off. Too much work, getting it over her dick, and it wasn't as if she could waste the water to clean them. She wore a simple white T-shirt, which had long ago been stained brown with grime, over her chest, her orange-sized breasts lay bare underneath.
There wasn't a whole lot to get aroused by out in such a wasteland, so Hana had rarely experienced her own cock hard, but right now, in this moment, sitting on the floor in her home, staring at the most sexually stimulating girl she had ever seen, her pants had become uncomfortably tight. She closed her eyes and dozed off in the light of the setting sun, letting her mind wander as waves of lust washed over her.
Mei awoke slowly, opening her eyes to find herself in a large enclosed space, with dark red light from the setting sun spilling in through the windows. She glanced around her surroundings, looking for something to soothe her parched throat. She spied a small tin can filled with not-quite-clear water, but she thirstily picked it up and drank as deeply as she could, as if she'd never get another drink of water again. It had a strong tang of minerals in it, but she didn't care as she gulped it all down. She set the empty can down on the hard cement floor, and started to wonder about how she had gotten here. Looking up from the can, she finally noticed the small girl sitting across the floor from her, clutching her knees in front of her as she lightly slumbered, breath falling gently from her small, parted lips.
She's kind of cute, Mei thought to herself, watching her. She was much smaller than Mei, shorter than her by more than half a foot, and much thinner. Her skinny upper body was punctuated by two moderately sized breasts. They were certainly nothing to be ashamed of, but they dwarfed in comparison to Mei's huge tits. Still, Mei thought they were attractive. She liked small things. The snoozing girl had long, lithe legs that stretched out before her, and snaked up her body, widening a bit at the thighs, and culminating in a round, pert butt that looked soft as silk. Mei couldn't deny she felt instantly attracted to this girl, who looked only slightly younger, albeit much smaller, than herself.
Something stirred in her recent memory, she recalled seeing a small figure moving towards her through a haze of desert heat and delirium. She dug up a clouded memory of a young girl half-carrying her toward some kind of small building, before blacking out. Mei put a hand to her head as she struggled to remember any other details of the past day. All she could think about before that was days of sand and heat. She stood up slowly, all of her facets wobbling uncertainly. She was dizzy from dehydration, and as she stood up she lost her balance for a moment, and accidentally kicked the can that had been resting quietly on the floor. Mei cringed as she heard the loud clattering of the can skipping across the room, that would most certainly disturb her sleeping host.
Hana awoke with a start, jumping at the loud sound of the can flying across the floor. Her eyes opened rapidly and she found herself looking up at the strange girl. "Sorry!" She called. "I didn't mean to wake you so suddenly. I bumped it by accident. Must have lost my head standing up." She spoke quickly, with an upbeat, bubbly attitude, that quickly overwhelmed the reclusive Hana. Still, she thought it was nice that the girl cared. Hana opened her mouth to speak, but no sound came out. She was supposed to have prepared something to say to the girl, and now she felt suddenly lost. A short, quiet, "hi" and a tiny, shy hand wave was all she could manage. The tall girl spoke again, "Oh! Right I'm so sorry where are my manners? My name is Mei. And what can I call you?" Hana stared at Mei and slowly, like gears moving for the first time in decades, she managed to form the word "Hana" with her voice. "Hana" Mei repeated to herself, "What a wonderful name. Hana do you have any water?" "I'm really really thirsty" she giggled. Hana, still sitting on the floor, nodded, and then realized she should probably show her where. She stood up carefully and toed over to a tall metal barrel in the corner of the garage.
Hana gestured to a nozzle on the bottom to Mei, who followed her over. Mei looked at it for a moment, then turned to Hana. "Do you have a... a cup?" She made a cupping motion with her hands. Hana glanced around her workshop, before fishing through a pile of salvage and procuring a small tin bowl. Mei smiled and took it gratefully, and began filling it with water. It wasn't a cup, but it would have to do. She lifted it up to her face and drank from it voraciously. Before refilling it and drinking again, and again.
Hana watched intently as the girl brought the bowl up to her lips again and again, those big, juicy lips... Hana felt a pulse in her crotch. The tall girl hadn't noticed. She was too busy fulfilling her thirst. She moved the bowl of water so quickly that little splashes and drops of water fell from her mouth. She hadn't noticed that either. Hana stared as her face grew pink at the rivulets of water flowing down the surface of the girl's breasts. Some slipping down into her canyon of cleavage, others streaking down her boobs and soaking into the lip of her top. Finally, Mei put the bowl down, gasping for air. She looked down to see that she'd covered her breasts in water. She grabbed the upper lip of her top and pulled it upward, sending her boobs wobbling. Hana, still staring, felt her pants grow very tight. "Oh geez." Mei muttered. "Looks like I soaked my--" she was looking down at her chest, when something just above it in her field of vision caught her eye. Hana's gigantic bulge appeared to be filling up her pants, consuming all the space between the girl's skinny legs and even being pushed in front of her by several inches.
Is that...? Mei wondered to herself. If what she was seeing was in fact real, then it would be totally huge. She continued to stare at the massive mystery lump in Hana's pants, meanwhile, Hana was watching the tiny, jiggling movements of Mei's soaked rack. Blood thumped through her veins. The two of them stood like that for a long minute, never meeting eyes, both staring at each other's bodies.
It was Mei who finally broke the long silence, after managing to regain her composure. "S-so Hana... do you live alone here?" Hana managed to tear her eyes off of the girl's chest and meet her gaze. She nodded. An awkward pause ensued, and then Hana had a brilliant idea. "Are you... hungry?" She asked in a shy voice. As if on queue, Mei's soft and tender tummy growled loudly. "...Yeah I could eat a horse." Mei replied, smiling.
Hana had set up a small gas stove and had heated up scavenged cans of old soup on it. Hana had finished her can of soup a long time ago, and now she was watching Mei as the girl was finishing her twelfth one. Hana wondered how long it would take to find that much food again. "Sorry." Mei said through a mouthful of food. She swallowed. "I eat a lot." Her tummy appeared very full now, protruding outward slightly. She set the last can down on the floor next to her, and sluggishly rested her huge ass on a small, old mattress. She rubbed her engorged stomach and sighed in satisfaction. "Wow. I think that's the best meal I've ever eaten. You're a good cook, Hana." Hana smiled. "All I did was heat it up..." she muttered. "Well I don't think I've felt this full since I was back home." Mei said. Hana thought about this for a moment. "Where is your home?" She asked. Mei told Hana about her home in China, then her time stationed in Antarctica, how she had found the station abandoned and destroyed. She had traveled to the coast of Antarctica, and found older expeditions' boats. She had taken it across the sea to the southern tip of Australia, and had traveled in a hover car almost all the way to the nirth coast, but was stopped near here when two scary looking men hijacked her car and left her on the road. She had planned to try and get a ride from the north coast of Australia to China, or at least somewhere close. "What did they look like? The men. Did they have tattoos?" Hana asked. "Yes, all over their bodies. How did you know?" Mei inquired. "They're the Russaw brothers. Some of the gangs are dangerous, but they're just two big fools." "Hmm" Mei replied. She continued to talk about her home in China and how much she missed certain things. Most of this didn't make sense to Hana, but she enjoyed listening to the stories.
By now, the sun had already gone down some time ago, and Mei was fighting to keep her eyes open. She let out a long, exhausted sigh, and bid Hana a good night. She couldn't keep her eyes open for another second. She rolled onto her back. Her full, bloated belly sloshed around wildly, packed with a huge load of soft food. The sloshing slowed as it came to a rest on top of her. She grunted at the weight of her inflated stomach pressing down on her body.
Hana felt a strange fascination with Mei, watching her every movement as the girl consumed a seemingly endless amount of food, and then Hana found herself reveling in the alluring sloshing noises that emanated from the girl's stuffed stomach. These thoughts traveled straight from Hana's head to her pants, she felt her sex twitching as blood began pumping into it. Hana laid on her back, eyes closed, facing the ceiling with a grin on her face. She thought about all the events of the past evening, examining Mei's voluptuous body, watching her gulp down water as she spilled liquid all over her chest, and seeing her consume copious amounts of food in minutes, hot, thick soup, running down her throat and sloshing around in the girl's body. As these thoughts moved through Hana's mind, more and more blood traveled down to her rapidly growing erection. She had never been this hard before. Her crotch twitched again, flooding her penis with more blood, and she let out a quiet moan of combined pleasure and pain. Her erection had officially become too large for her pants. Her hard cock shoved itself into the front of the pants in an effort to escape. Hana couldn't take it anymore. She tugged at her waistband frantically, struggling to free her massive dick. In the silent darkness, she pulled and yanked desperately at the waist of her jeans which were caught stubbornly on the wide protrusion of her crotch. Her eyes began to water as her trapped erection continued to grow and push even more painfully into her tight jeans. She gave one final, desperate yank, and finally she came free. She gasped at the sudden burst of pleasure from her cock immediately flexing upright. It throbbed hard at her as she slowly came off the pleasure high to see it towering over her. With a last, pulsing twitch, her dick drew to its full length of 12 and a half inches. A single, thick, dramatically inflated vein was visible snaking its way up her long shaft. Hana was awestruck. She hadn't seen herself like this in a very long time. With her massive cock finally free of its confinement, it stayed erect well after she fell asleep and throbbed with the beat of her heart as Hana reveled in her lustful thoughts about Mei.
Mei had fallen asleep immediately, her stomach loaded with thick, steamy food. She fell into a deep, hard slumber, her mind swam through the dense sea of her memory. Her dreams wandered from her home in China, when she was younger, then meandered to her time at the research station. Slowly, her dreams drifted to thoughts of Hana, and Mei's attraction to her took over. Her dream showed her undressing, slowly pulling her top over her small, perfect breasts, exposing her perky, pink nipples. She envisioned herself gently teasing Hana's little nubs with her own fat, soft fingers. She dreamed of Hana pulling her pants down and exposing her cute, bouncy butt. Then Mei remembered what she had seen at the water faucet earlier, when she caught a bit more than a glimpse of Hana's huge, bulging crotch.
Mei found herself attracted to the bodies of other girls, but felt ultimately dissatisfied with typical female genitals. If this girl really had a cock, especially one that appeared as big as it did, it would be Mei's ultimate fantasy. Her lusty dream unfurled into a perfect encounter with her desires.
She imagined Hana sliding her pants off altogether, and revealing her long member. Mei's own sex began pulsating wildly, and grew increasingly wet. Mei envisioned herself playing with Hana's dick, holding it in her hand, putting her mouth up to it, and in a burst of brilliance, she dreamed of it entering her dripping wet core. She could almost feel it sliding through her, sending pleasure washing through her nerves.
Then, her dream told her horny, delirious mind that the warm liquid filling her stomach had been thick, hot fluid shot from Hana's length inside her. That sent Mei tumbling over the edge of ecstasy, as the junction of her thighs exploded in syrupy fluid. She awoke covered in sweat as her orgasm rocked her body. She squeezed her eyes shut and bit hard into her lip as violent spasms shook her legs. By the time she regained control of her bodily functions, a dark stain had spread far across the thin, blue fabric of her pants. Mei stared up at the ceiling, panting hard for several minutes. After some time, exhausted from her intense stimulation, her heavy eyelids drooped shut and she finally fell asleep for good.