Okay, this is the last warning for little kids-Don't read this! It has inappropriate scenes for younger an audience! Hence the rating M!
Haruka sat on her bed, staring out of her window. Her hands were folded on her lap and her legs were crossed. She was dressed in a simple, dark blue dress with long sleeves and a red belt strapped around her hips. Her hair was half tied back in a half up half down style, a small, yellow bow replacing a hair tie. She wore no make up, no nail polish, no perfume. She sat patiently, just looking out the window.
The day was dark and a few slow, gray clouds drifting through the endless dark blue sky. The leafless trees' lifeless branches rustled in the cold wind and the brown leaves crumpled up on the ground.
Haruka sighed, her shoulders sagging but her back always held upright. She looked to the door briefly, expecting someone to come through soon. She frowned when all was still and turned back to the window. She jumped, startled when the doorknob turned, the door swinging open.
"Hello? Are you Haruka?" A lady stood in the doorway, staring in at Haruka. Haruka stared at her with wide eyes, surprised by her sudden intrusion. Normally the maids would knock and ask for permission, never calling her by her first name. The lady was tall, with long and curly, reddish orange hair. Her hair was pulled back, still falling on her shoulders, one, small braid tucked into her ponytail. Her center bangs curled up her forehead while her side bangs framed her face, keeping out of her eyes. She had purple eyes and a bow shaped mouth. Her her face curved beautifully, her cheeks rounded without any baby fat. She had some blush sprinkled on her face and red lipstick curled on her lips.
She held herself with confidence, giving Haruka a big smile. She was dressed in maid clothes, but instead of the long dresses the servants here wear, she was dressed in a shorter dress and her apron was pink. Her breasts were large in her outfit, almost falling out, while the rest of her curvy figure stayed nicely in place in her form fitting attire.
"So, you're Haruka, right? It's nice to meet you!" She said, walking over to Haruka.
"You're Tomochika Shibuya-san, correct?" Haruka asked, nervously getting up. She brushed off her blue dress, suddenly feeling underdeveloped compared to the new maid who could show herself off nicely with her model like body. Haruka briefly wondered why such a girl would choose to work as a maid with the looks she had. "You're here to teach me about the Hijirikawa family. Thank you for your time." Haruka bowed, keeping her body at a perfect 90 degree angle.
"Shibuya-san? HA! Just call me Tomo-chan, Haruka!" She laughed, patting Haruka on the shoulders, causing Haruka to blink in confusion. What kind of maid was Tomochika? "So, what do you need to know about the Hijirikawa family? House? Behavior? Food? Influence?"
"Um, er...Everything." Haruka said, sitting down.
"Well then, lets start with-oh! Look at that!" Tomochika quickly dashed to the closet, pulling out a dress. It was a long, black dress with a change of texture around the waist, lined with small, black flowers. From her hips down was smooth and silky black that waved around. The bottom rim was lined with creamy pink flowers. The top half was flat and form fitting, sleeveless with simply a strap around the neck to keep it on. Haruka blushed, embarrassed that she had been caught with such a womanly dress. Tomochika scavenged it with prying eyes, oohing and aahing. "You should wear it!" Tomochika suggested, looking up at Haruka with excited eyes.
"N-no, i-it's much too formal!" Haruka blushed, shaking her head. "U-um, Shib- I mean, Tomo-chan... shouldn't we be learning about-"
"We can do that later! Try on some of these dresses!" Tomochika demanded, tossing a few of her unworn dressed into Haruka's arms. She pulled Haruka up, spun her around, and pushed her into the bathroom. "And don't come out with out a new dress on!" Haruka sighed, looking down at the dresses.
"Oh well." Haruka said, pulling off her blue dress.
"A-ano, Tomo-chan, isn't this one a little...um..." Haruka stood in the bathroom, dumbfounded by the dress Tomochika had forced on her after making her try on 10 other dresses.
"Sexy?" Tomochika asked from behind the door nonchalantly. Haruka blushed, not use to such raw language. "So what? You got the body for it!" Haruka's face became even redder from Tomochika's comment. Maybe Tomochika has the body, but not her! "Just change! Or I'll come in there and change you myself." She said with a creepy voice, rattling the door knob to freak her out.
"NOOOO! I'll change, I'll change!" Haruka promised, tearing off the purple dress she was made to wear a minute ago. She hastily pulled on the short, pink dress. It only had one, thin shoulder strap to it, the breasts low cut. It only came 4 inches down from her hips, the skirt area covered with frillies. The body of the dress was very tight and form fitting against her stomach. Haruka blushed, trying to pull the edges of the frills down.
"Are you done yet!?" Tomochika complained.
"I-I'm not coming out! It's embarrassing~!" She whined, shaking her head to no one in particular.
"Oh yes you are! I did not force that dress on you just to have you hideout in the bathroom!" Tomochika pulled open the door and stared at Haruka with wide eyes. Haruka blushed, looking down. Was she disappointing? Was she going to laugh? Haruka closed her eyes, waiting for the laughter when suddenly she felt Tomochika spin her around. Haruka opened her eyes in shock, surprised. Then, Tomochika reached out and pushed up Haruka's breasts with her hands, squeezing them a little. "Wow, they're bigger than I thought!"
"Tomo-chan!" Haruka cried, pulling away from Tomochika's grasp. Her face was bright red. Her body shook a little in utter surprise, embarrassed beyond belief. "W-w-why would you do that?!"
"What? Pull up your breasts? I wanted to see how big they were!" Tomochika said in a matter a factly way, smiling like it was normal. "Man your husband must oogle at you with a body like that!"
"Tomo-chan!" Haruka blushed, not use to being complemented in such a way.
"What? I'm gonna see it even better tonight when we take a bath together!"
"W-when did we-"
"I decided right now!" Tomochika said, holding her head up proudly. "Don't worry, I'll wash your back if you wash mine!" Tomochika hugged Haruka around the neck, nuzzling her while telling her how cute she was.
Haruka sighed, closing her eyes. Tomochika was a strange on, no doubt on that! But she sincerely wanted to be friends with Haruka which made her smile a little.
"GGAAHH~! You're so cute when you smile!" Tomochika squealed, spinning Haruka around to look at her smiling face. Haruka blushed, dipping her head, her smile growing in size. "AWW~! I wish I could keep you, bring you home with me and show you off! So cute~" Tomochika said, hugging her kindly, pulling Haruka securely into her. Haruka smiled, glad to have Tomochika as a friend. "But we're still taking a bath together, you're not getting out of that."
"Nooo~!"
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