Episode 2: Even More Neighbors! Meeting Little Sister Komoe and Big Sister Kirika!
...Chiharu was still sitting on Densuke's face...frozen as she felt the glare of his mother's eyes on her back...while the girl was glaring at her sister...quite vehemently.
Yuriko just looked at her sister with surprised blinking eyes, thinking that Chiharu would, at any moment, get off of Densuke…
...A minute passed…
"...Sis, now would be a good time to get off our neighbor's face," Yuriko told her, a sweatdrop on her head.
"Yes, indeed." Ms. Mifune said in a somewhat dark and low tone.
Chiharu's eyes once again widened in horror as she remembered her embarrassing predicament, the mother of the boy's voice snapping her back into reality.
"AAH!" Chiharu, using both of her legs to get up, got off of Densuke's face, but also made her stumble and go forward, landing on her stocking-covered knees and on her bare hands as she bent down. Her large boobs smacked onto the pavement, making them squish close to her chest, her doughy and fat mounds somewhat cushioning her fall, the edges of her breasts touching her wrists as she supported herself. From her position, she looked to have her nicely rounded, ample, and full ass out in the air, her jean shorts looking tight in the posterior area as she was bending down. Her booty did the slightest side-to-side jiggle as she got off of Densuke, presenting her bum in the air when she landed on her chest.
Konoha, who just stood there a little ways from her brother and mother, just stared at the booty that Chiharu has…
'...Damn. These girls are thick...they must be doing something right to have figures like that.' Konoha thought with a pinch of jealousy as she pursed her lips.
Meanwhile, Densuke just laid there in a daze, his eyes wide as he expressed a dumb shocked look on his face.
'...You know...Chiharu's butt and Yuriko's butt...are a little different. Not in size, but...well, Yurko's butt is bigger, but Chiharu's butt size...I think hers is like...two inches smaller than Yuriko's? But even then, Chiharu has a pretty big posterior too...but what's different about both of their butts, is that Yuriko's butt is a little firm, while Chiharu's butt is plump…
...Either way, I can certainly validate that both of their rears felt...really cushiony.'
"Uh...Bro?"
Konoha stood over her older brother's right side, checking if he's alright by waving her hand in front of his face, even snapping her fingers in front of him.
Ms. Mifune, meanwhile, did not look impressed with Chiharu presenting her butt in the air.
Chiharu rose up on all fours, letting her breasts hang alluringly as they almost grazed the ground, "U-U-Um…" realizing that this position isn't any better, she got up quickly on her feet, her boobs heaving up as they went down. "Uh…" She turned around to face the disapproving glare of this boy's mother. Chiharu grimaced at her expression. "I, um, I-I really am sorry! So sorry about what you just saw! It's just that I...uh...w-well, I was, uh-"
"It's my fault. I'm sorry."
Chiharu turned to look at her sister, flabbergasted. Ms. Mifune now had her attention on Yuriko.
"I just...love my sister so much, that...well, heh, the funny thing is..." Yuriko began to say, as she scratched her cheek in embarrassment.
Ms. Mifune looked at her expectantly.
"..." Yuriko glanced at Chiharu, which the older sister looked at her, wondering what she was gonna say…
"...Well, you see, we were welcoming your son...uh, heh, another funny thing is, we introduced ourselves, but he, your son...your son didn't…" Yuriko glanced at the downed boy which Konoha tapped the side of his face while putting his head on her lap. "...Wh-What's his name, Miss...uh...M-Miss...?"
The mother just gave Yuriko a stern frown, but answered, "Ms. Mifune."
"Ah! Ms. Mifune! A-A-And your...your son's...name...?"
The older woman gave her a glare, "First of all, what was your sister doing to my boy?"
"...Right. Well...um...well, okay, look, here's the thing. I was…" Yuriko paused.
'...Oh crap. Okay, hold on, hold on! Don't lift your shirt up again! NO. Do NOT do that. That will NOT go well...uh...'
"You were?" Ms. Mifune prodded her to continue as she waited.
Yuriko jumped at the sharp tone she emitted. "A-Ack! O-O-Okay, so, uh, I was just..."
'...Ah, man. I'm going to have to fess up...I mean, I won't tell everything, but...I mean, the truth isn't that bad...right?'
Yuriko thought about the booty and boob sandwich they did to the boy...and a sweatdrop appeared on her head.
'...Yeah, no, definitely leaving that part out.'
"Young lady?" said an impatient Ms. Mifune.
"O-Okay, look, don't get mad, but...well, my sister, Chiharu, was trying to catch your son from falling down the balcony-"
Ms. Mifune's eyes widened and her mouth dropped open. "What!?"
"BUT! Chiharu caught him! ...With...her chest...cushioning the fall! ...Right?" Yuriko asked Chiharu for confirmation.
Chiharu just looked at her sister, her face filled with so much wide-eyed disbelief as her face flushed. Ms. Mifune also blinked at Yuriko, and then glanced at Chiharu, while finally glancing at Densuke on the ground.
"So, your son lands on my sister, and...I think he accidentally groped one of my sister's boobs, and-"
"WHAT!?" Ms. Mifune exclaimed, appalled.
Chiharu just stood there witnessing the train wreck that is this explanation. Now even more embarrassed, her face was as red as a tomato.
"ACCIDENTALLY! Accidentally! And, well, that's when I came in, and I thought he was...you know, groping her. And then I..."
'Okay, moment of truth here...but I will alter it a bit…'
Chiharu was seriously thinking of stopping her sister from explaining even further about this side of the story, until Yuriko said, "TOSSED him off of my sister!" she even used her arms to make a tossing motion.
...Her older sister blinked.
'Wait..." Chiharu thought bewildered, 'That didn't happen…'
Ms. Mifune looked at Yuriko curiously with a raised brow.
"Yeah! I tossed him off of her by throwing him behind her, checked to see if she's alright, a-and, uh, she told me everything, and I rightfully apologized to your son, and...I was just so glad my sister was safe and sound, that...I hugged her and swung her around! You know, sister stuff," Yuriko said with a sheepish grin, "And before you say anything, yes I did lift my sister up! Even though she has really big boobs that probably weigh her down, I'm pretty strong for my age! See this here?" She got her arm up and flexed it a bit, showing a small, but really well-defined bicep. "Nothing but lady muscle!" She grinned proudly.
Chiharu just stared at Yuriko, dumbfounded as she stared at her incredulously. Meanwhile, Ms. Mifune looked at the Yuriko with some doubt.
"But anyway! I swung her around, and I couldn't stop, cause you know, in my spare time I do a lot of gym work, and I was kind of using my sis as one of those weights, but not really, you know? Anyways, I couldn't stop and my sis told me to just let her go, cause she was heavier and she'll land somewhere safer, so I did...thus...well, you came in at the right...or, maybe wrong time? Heh..." Yuriko finished with a shrug.
...No one said a peep...
Ms. Mifune looked at Yuriko, wondering if she could believe this story or not...which she went with the next best source.
"Konoha?" she asked her daughter, "Did what these ladies said to me was true?"
Yuriko blanched.
Chiharu blanched.
'...Oh...crap.' Chiharu thought.
'Oh...shit.' Yuriko thought.
Meanwhile, with Densuke...well, he was was still out of it.
Konoha looked at her mother from Densuke on the ground and blinked at her. "Huh? What now?"
"I said did what these two young ladies said to me was true?" Ms. Mifune repeated.
The younger girl turned her attention to Chiharu and Yuriko, whom they all looked at her, their eyes pleading to her to say the right thing, to let her be their lifeline.
...Nah, they're screwed.
But Konoha looked at both girls and saw both their desperate expressions...
She honestly did feel sorry for their situation right now...and really, when she thinks about it, it was actually all Konoha's fault.
...Although, she did witness everything...
"...Yes."
Ms. Mifune was surprised. "Really?"
Chiharu and Yuriko both froze and looked at Konoha with comically wide eyes.
"Yep," Konoha nodded to her mother. "It may sound odd, but that's what happened."
...Ms. Mifune then turned her attention back to Chiharu, and then back to Yuriko.
"...Hm," Ms. Mifune still looked a little unsure, but she accepted the explanation. "Okay then."
Both redheaded girls left out a breath they didn't know they were holding.
"Either way, I would appreciate it if you two would not rough-house around my son." Ms. Mifune warned them.
Yuriko and Chiharu both sweatdropped at the cautionary tone the mother gave them.
"Uh, y-yes ma'am!" Chiharu stuttered, feeling quite small of a sudden.
"U-Um, yes ma'am!" Yuriko nodded swiftly, also feeling like she's in the crosshairs.
Ms. Mifune nodded. "Alright. Well, you're both off the hook. Thank you for welcoming us to the neighborhood." She motioned to her son, "This young man here is my son, Densuke."
"Huh?" Densuke snapped out of it and sat up in break-neck speed, "W-What?"
"Oh! Okay!" Yuriko smiled and went over to Densuke with her hand out, passing her sister Chiharu, "Hey there, Densuke! My name is Shinonome Yuriko!"
"Uh..." Densuke looked at the feminine hand that was stuck out in front of him. "Um...hey," He grabbed the girl's hand, which with her strength, she pulled him back up, "Ack!"
Now standing, Densuke stood in front of Yuriko as he blinked at her. Looking up at her, the girl smiled kindly at him.
"Hey! So, your mom told us your name, and we should probably reintroduce ourselves! But first, sorry for what I did back there! You know, for tossing you off harshly! I thought you were copping a feel of my big sister! But anyway, again, my name is Yuriko! And this is my big sister by two years, Chiharu! Welcome to the neighborhood, Neighbor!" Yuriko said to Densuke, shaking his hand with the same sweet smile on her face. "Oh! And also, sorry for tossing my sister at you after that! Heh, yeah, that was, uh...that was embarrassing for all of us."
"...Huh?" Densuke dumbly said, "My mom?"
"Yes!" Yuriko hastily said as she let her other hand grab his hand that she was shaking and held onto it firmly like she was emphasizing something, "And I was explaining to her about what happened! Really, I am so, so, so sorry for doing that! You know? Me tossing you off my sister cause I thought you were fondling her...o-or something?"
Densuke blinked and blushed at the two hands that were grasping his hand, "U-Uh…" he turned around to see that, in fact, his mother was there, carrying a bag of Chinese food in her hand, "...U-Um..."
He then turned back to Yuriko, looking up(he still can't believe he's shorter than a fourteen-year-old girl...then again, he just can't believe that this girl got an ass that big) at her and saw the look on her face. Her eyes were wide and pleading as her smile looked a little forced this time...it seems she wants him to go along with what she said.
Meanwhile, Chiharu looked like she was about to go back into panic mode, her posture frozen as her eyes widen, one of her eyes twitching at her sister from her over-explanation.
'...Gee, why not make it even more obvious, huh Yuriko?' Chiharu thought in irritation.
Densuke, though, realized that they were in a...somewhat dire situation, if he can piece the parts together of what might have happened while he was in a booty-induced daze…
...Wait.
Densuke shook his head, and looked up at Yuriko again, "Um...y-yeah, I...I remember. It's, uh...it's okay."
Then in an instant, Yuriko's expression changed and her smile was genuine again. "Yeah! So, um...sorry about that!"
"Oh, yeah, um...i-it's no problem," Densuke assured her.
"No problem?" cut in Ms. Mifune, "You practically grabbed this young woman's chest, young man!" she scolded him as she pointed at Chiharu.
Chiharu shot up, her posture straight as she blinked and flushed at the comment.
Densuke realized his blunder, eyes widened as he turned his head at Chiharu with a horrified expression.
'Oh shit! She even explained that!?' Densuke thought in a panic.
"Oh my! Uh, I-I-I-I-I'm so sorry, Miss Chiharu!" Releasing his hand from Yuriko's grasp, Densuke hastily apologized by bowing multiple times. "I-I-I-I was startled by my sister surprising me from behind! A-A-And I thought I landed on…" he froze from his bowing, "..A-A-ANYWAY! I'm very SORRY!" he continued bowing rapidly.
Chiharu looked at him, a little dumbfounded at how he's acting, but she supposed it was understandable. Still, he didn't know...
"Densuke, it's alright, you don't have to keep bowing like that," Ms. Mifune said with a sheepish smile and a sweatdrop.
Chiharu smiled at Densuke's frantic bowing, and said to him, "Hey, it's okay! Don't worry about it. You're perfectly fine...Densuke, is it?"
Densuke stopped his bowing and looked at Chiharu with a surprised, but grateful look in his eyes. "Oh! U-Uh, yes!"
Chiharu nodded as she smiled sweetly as she giggled, "Really, you don't have to worry about that. I mean, it happens..."
...An awkward beat of silence…
...Upon realizing how she worded that comment, Chiharu froze, her face looking neutral and deadpan with a trace of panic.
"...I-I mean, not every day. I mean, no, I meant I don't get...fondled every-wait, I mean it's just with my younger siblings! WAIT! I mean-"
"Ooookay, Sis, I think now would be the time we take our leave," Yuriko interjected as she went up to Chiharu and got behind her, pushing her through the gate door of the Mifune home. Yuriko turned around to face the rest of the Mifune family, "We have two younger siblings. One of them is a boy, Kazu, and he's very curious. He's ten years old. Futaba is our youngest sister and she's eight. I try to stop Kazu from fondling my big sis's boobs as much as I can."
"Yuriko, was that really necess-!?" Chiharu exclaimed but was interrupted by her sister.
"Okay, bye!" Yuriko waved to them and pushed her older sister out of the Mifune property, closing the gate door behind them.
...It was all silent in the front yard.
...Until Ms. Mifune spoke out, "You know, I think I like that Yuriko. She seems honest. As for that Chiharu character…" she turned around to look at her son, "Watch out for her, Densuke. She seems a little bit off."
...Densuke just looked at the gate door where the two girls exited out of, a little dazed at the whole meeting. "Uh..."
Konoha just looked on at the scene, dumbfounded at this outcome.
'...This is gonna be a weird neighborhood, is it?' the young girl thought.
After the Mifune family's lunch, Densuke decided to try again and take a small nap on his bed for the time being so he can adjust to his new home.
Upon resting on his bed, his mind wandered...
'New neighborhood...new neighbors...new area, new school, possibly new friends...it'll certainly be different from here on in.'
He basically left the place where he grew up to be closer to his Academy, as well as his mother's workspace...
Speaking of moving and workspaces...
'...I wonder what Dad is up to right now?'
...Sighing tiredly, Densuke lets both of his hands rest behind his head.
'...I hope Dad is still liking America over there…'
...Densuke pursed his lips, feeling a little bit...annoyed.
'...Yeah...he must be loving it…'
He laid there, contemplating some more, his mind now suddenly going through a different train of thought...
KNOCK-KNOCK!
"Hm? Who is it?" Densuke called out as he lifted his head up to look at his door.
"Konoha!" said the voice behind the door.
Densuke sighed, "Come in."
'I wonder what she wants this time?'
Konoha came in and opened his door and walked in. She then stopped when she was at the side of his bed, hands on her hips as she looked at him expectantly.
Densuke just laid there, staring at her…
"...Um…yes?" the boy asked her with a raised eyebrow.
"Come on, Bro, which girl did you like out of the Shinonome's?"
"...Huh?"
"You know, the Shinonome sisters! The girls we met that welcomed us in the neighborhood?! Come on, you couldn't have possibly forgotten about them? I mean, how can you?! They're about as thick as a Kobe steak!" Konoha exclaimed incredulously.
"...Kohoha, I know who you meant. I was just confused by the question," Densuke sweatdropped with a nervous smile.
Konoha huffed, "Either way, spill. Who did you find the most attractive? The one with the huge boobs, or the one with the big rump?"
"Wha…?" Densuke blinked as he blushed, sitting up and turning to hang on the edge of his bed, "K-Konoha!"
"Now if I know you, you would be most interested in boobs a lot more, so maybe Chiharu? Buuut, you do have somewhat of a growing appreciation for the booty also, so maybe that Yuriko girl? But that Chiharu girl has a nice-sized butt as well. And Yuriko has a nice pair of breasts also..." Konoha looked at her own chest and behind at her rear with a frown, "...Man, it's not fair," she mumbled with a pout.
"Konoha, while they are attractive, I seriously don't know them that well. For all I know, they wouldn't be my type."
"Aha! Now we're getting somewhere! So who do you find even more attractive out of any of those two gals?"
"...Konoha, this conversation is over."
"Oh come ooooon! If I know you, Bro, you would answer it right now!"
Densuke sighed, "Look, I don't have those kinds of feelings for Chiharu and Yuriko! I mean, I just met them!"
"I know! But I'm just saying who is better eye candy?"
"Oh for-Konoha! What are you doing here? Are you trying to be my matchmaker or something?"
Konoha smirked, "Well, you do need a girlfriend, Bro."
"...I'm gonna call Mom here in three seconds if you don't get out of my room."
"Ah come on! Who do you like better at least?" Konoha asked desperately.
"One…"
"Okay, just one question, and I'll leave: Are you a breast-guy or an ass-man?"
"Two..."
"How is this so hard for you to answer me!?"
"Three. MOM!"
"OH FINE!" Konoha exclaimed with a huff and stomped out of his room.
Thankful that that conversation was over, Densuke sighed in relief and laid back down on his bed, legs hanging off the edge of the bed.
'Man, she's persistent when it comes to my love life.' Densuke thought, looking up at the ceiling as he lay there.
'...Although, if I were to choose...maybe Chiharu. She seemed really nice and she did have…well, really nice...big boobs...and she has a mature figure for her age...and she's got a very nice butt...it's big, but not like Yuriko's. That is to say, I do think Yuriko is attractive...a little wild and brash, but she seems to care about her sister...I kind of like girls with a funny and wild side...I mean, not too wild, Mom wouldn't approve...and she does have a mature and curvy figure for her age as well...hm...well, darn, I don't know which girl I might have an attraction...to...'
…Why was Densuke thinking about this?! He's not trying to find a relationship right now!
Densuke sweatdropped.
'Well...I blame Konoha for this.'
"Densuke?" said the voice of his mother. Once she came into his room, she asked him, "Was there something you wanted me for?"
Getting up from his laying position, Densuke sat up and turned his position to face his mother, "Oh no, sorry Mom. Konoha was just annoying me, so I wanted you to get her out of my room."
"Oh, okay!" Ms. Mifune smiled, "What was she bothering you with this time?"
"...Preferences," Densuke said as subtly as he can. He didn't want his mother to know that she was discussing boobs and butts...and girls...and his love life. No matter how much his sister annoys him, he doesn't want her to be at the end of a scolding from their Mom.
Blinking at that, Ms. Mifune just hummed, as if she was trying to decipher that. Thankfully, she let it go after a couple of seconds, "Okay then. Well, maybe you can take a walk around the neighborhood to see what's here in this area? That, and you can avoid your sister's questions for a while?"
Densuke smiled. His mother always knows what's the best solution for him…at times. "That would be nice. I might even get something to snack on later at that convenience store we passed on our way here."
"Getting some sweet curry bread?"
"Heh, yep. Getting some sweet curry bread."
"Well, okay. Just save the rest for supper, alright? I'm gonna make some tempura-fried fish tonight. Once I get the kitchen cleared out, of course," Ms. Mifune reminded him.
"Sure thing!" Densuke said with a smile. He always loves a good tempura dish!
After he got some extra money from his mother(he told his mother that he didn't need it, but she insisted), Densuke walked to the right side of his neighborhood and continued walking, until he found the convenience store they passed through. Upon reading the specials they have on the windows, he entered inside the establishment.
When he did, he was greeted by an older woman in her sixties behind the counter.
"Oh hello, little boy!" the older woman said as she looked at him with her circled glasses, "And what can I do for you? Are you here with your parents?"
"...Uh, I-I'm, I'm fifteen," Densuke told the older lady with a sweatdrop.
"...Oh! …Really? I-I mean, r-really! Well, uh, kids these days are so mature! I mean, you know, teenagers going places by themselves...eh-heh." The old lady said, embarrassed with a sweatdrop of her own.
Densuke gave her a reassuring smile with a chuckle, "No worries. I get that a lot sometimes."
"Oh, u-uh, okay! W-Well, welcome to our store!" the lady greeted, keeping whatever shred of dignity she had left.
"Heh. Thanks!" Densuke waved to her and went to an aisle.
He decided to get a couple of candies for him and Konoha(just so she won't be mad at him anymore), a drink for him, and lastly…
Going over to the bakery counter he sees it.
"Oooh…" Densuke went closer to the glass display case and viewed the pastries in delight and awe.
'There they are! Sweeeeet…cuuuurry bread!' Densuke thought dreamily.
It looked so delicious...but wait!
...There was only one left!
Densuke's eyes looked determined like never before.
'I know what I must do.'
With that, he backed away from the display glass and was about to proclaim to the owner that he will be taking one...until-
BOOMP!
"Aah!" yelped a young girl's voice.
"Whaaa!?" Densuke yelped as well, surprised to have bumped into someone while backing up.
And then-
CRASH-SPLAT!
His rear end landed on the floor backward as he hit the back of his head onto the selected items on the shelves. He heard more things dropping on the ground, and felt a load of those things being on him.
It was then, a cold box of popsicles landed on his groin.
"EEEK!" Densuke squealed as the cold hit his junk. It felt like they were just out of the freezer too.
After the initial shock, he let his right palm land on something...
…Soft?
"O-OW!" yelped the same girl's voice.
...Densuke turned his head to look at what he just grabbed.
This...soft feeling belong to a pink-haired girl in long pigtails that landed next to him, sitting on the floor just like him as she looked dazed...
…and his hand was on her left breast...
...her rather large breast.
Densuke's eyes widened comically as his mouth was agape.
'WHAT THE-HOOOO SHIT!'
Densuke let go of the large boob and twisted his body to let him be propped onto his knees and hands. He stayed in that position, blushing a bright red as he shook, his eyes still wide at how…immense the girl's boob felt. Lifting his right hand up to his face, he could still feel the squishy warm softness of the girl's huge breast, Densuke's nose almost dripping down blood from his nostrils just thinking about it.
"Ooooff...huh? Oh no, my glasses!" said the girl behind him, "Oh no, the groceries! Oh, darn it..."
Densuke snapped out of his trance and instantly turned around on his knees and bowed deeply, with his hands on the floor and his head low to the girl.
"I-I-I'm so sorry, Miss! I-I-I should've looked where I was backing up! I-I didn't mean to-" he looked up from his bowing position and saw...
...That the girl was on her knees and hands as well on the floor. She had her back to him…
And Densuke was looking at the girl's...rather nicely-sized cute posterior.
"AH!" Densuke yelped, jumping back at the butt.
"Huh?" the girl sat with her knees on the floor and turned around to where Densuke is...
…while swinging her large boobs!
The magnificent mammaries were about the size of...well, damn, they were bigger than Chiharu's boobs! Maybe even one size larger!
Either way, the pumpkin-sized breasts swung around, making them bounce up and settle down with a small bounce as the massive boobs' mass are held in whatever super-strong bra this girl was wearing.
Densuke looked at those boobs for at least three seconds, eyes wide as he became entranced by how large they are. Blood was once again dripping out of his nose. It was until he realized then, that he was staring at this young girl's bosoms.
"I-I-I'm sorr-" Densuke was about to apologize once more until the girl spoke out.
"Who's speaking? Oh, I'm so sorry, I just can't see without my glasses! C-Could you please maybe help me find them?" the girl told Densuke as she palmed the floor to find said glasses. Her boobs were almost touching the floor...
"Uh..." Desnuke got a closer look at the girl.
Again, her hair was pink, and they were in long pigtails, making her pretty much have long hair. She was also wearing a pink shirt with yellow flower designs on the front of it, and some Capri jeans, with some white tennis shoes.
Her face also looked…really cute. Her eyes squinted as she tried to find her glasses, her bangs parted to make her hairstyle even more adorable, her long-haired pigtails flowing on the floor.
"Um…" Densuke blushed a bit.
'She's really cute…'
"He-Hello?" the girl said to Densuke in question.
"U-Uh, oh! Yeah, sure! I-I'll help!" Densuke said as he looked around the floor for the glasses...which he apparently didn't have to take long to find them.
The glasses were on the floors little ways to Densuke's right, which were big and very rounded glasses.
"Uh, I-I found them!" he said as he grabbed the pair of eyewear and handed them to her, "H-Here!"
"Huh? Oh! T-Thank you!" the well-endowed girl said as she grabbed the pair and put them on.
"Oh dear! What's going on over here?" asked the elderly voice of the store owner.
"Oh! S-Sorry, Mrs. Eriyuni! I, um, knocked over one of your customers!" the girl called out to her while her eyes adjusted through the glasses. Once she can see, she looked at the person who handed her glasses. "Oh...uh..." she looked around the aisle, "Was there a girl talking to me?"
Densuke just stared at her in the most deadpan look ever.
"...That was me," he said to her in a monotone.
The girl looked at Densuke with a surprised blink, "Huh?"
"...I was the one who found your glasses," Densuke said, his expression still deadpan, but has a sweatdrop growing out of the side of his head. He was also crying inside…
'Why must I always be mistaken for a girl by my own voice!?'
"...OH!" the bespectacled girl jumped in her kneeling spot in surprise, her huge boobs bouncing, "...Uh..." sheepishly, she smiled, her embarrassment showing through her expression, "I, uh...um, s-sorry about that! I, uh, I can't really see properly without my glasses! And...w-well, I didn't think you sound...completely like a-I mean, wait...uuuhh..."
Now the girl lowered her head and sported a mortified blush.
Densuke, while he was still a little dejected about the comment, softened when he saw this girl with her glasses on...and while she was blushing.
'Aww...she's kind of...well, no, she really is cute. Even with the glasses on...'
He blushed a tiny bit.
Shaking his head to clear his thoughts, Densuke reassures her, "O-Oh, n-no worries! It, uh…it happens."
The girl glanced up at him, her mouth forming an 'o' as her eyes expressed relief. "Oh, w-well...uh-heh, thanks." she smiled sheepishly once more, rubbing the back of her head.
As she does that, her boobs jiggled a bit.
'Densuke, you see it in your bottom peripherals, so DON'T, for the love humanity, LOOK DOWN.'
"U-U-U-Uh, n-no problem! UH-I-I mean, n-n-no worries!"
The girl covered her mouth as she giggled.
"Heh...y-yeah…" Densuke uttered with a sheepish smile on his own.
"Well, what are you doing sitting on the floor for, young man? Help little Komoe out." said the elderly woman, known as Mrs. Eriyuni.
"HUH!? Wha-!?" Densuke turned his head to see that the lady who owned the store was standing behind him a little ways from where they are.
'...Wait, was she always there!?' Densuke thought in dread.
"...How long have you been standing there?" Densuke asked her.
The woman smiled, "Oh, long enough."
"...Uh...o-okay! Heh…" Densuke smiled uneasily, his face a little red.
'...What the HELL DOES THAT MEAN?'
"Oh! The groceries!" the girl - Komoe? - went and grabbed some of the stuff she carried in her basket and put it in there.
"Oh! Oh my gosh, I'm sorry!" Densuke then joined in to get all the groceries in the basket...
...Apparently, it took three minutes…
…This girl had a LOT of stuff.
"Okay!" said the girl - Densuke has to confirm if her name is Komoe - as she picked up a bag of chocolate ho-ho's and placed whatever room that was left in the cart, "I think I got everything!" she turned to Densuke with a smile, "Thank you, um..."
"Oh, uh, my name is Mifune! Densuke Mifune!" Densuke introduced himself as he picked his stuff up.
"Oh! Well, thank you Mifune! My name is Harumachi! Komoe Harumachi!" the girl introduced herself.
'Ah, Komoe...so that is her name.' Densuke thought with a smile. '...Where have I heard of Harumachi before?'
Denuske shook his head at that for now, and offered his hand to Komoe as he stood up, "H-Hey, do you need help standing up?"
Komoe looked at his offering hand and looked up at the boy...she blushed a tiny bit.
Before Densuke realized that maybe he went a little too forward, Komoe took his hand. Startled by this, Densuke recovered and pulled her up to her feet while she was carrying the grocery basket in her arm.
...She looked a tiny bit taller than him. Maybe three inches taller...
'Of course..." Densuke smiled in misery.
"T-Thank you, Mifune," Komoe said, a little embarrassed for whatever reason.
"Um, you know what? My surname makes me feel…well, old, I'll just say. Just call me Densuke," Densuke told her.
"Huh?" Komoe blinked at that with another tiny blush, but she smiled anyway as she said, "O-Okay! Well, you can, uh, call me K-Komoe then!"
"A-Alright then!" Densuke nodded with a chuckle and a smile as well.
Komoe giggled softly. Once her laughter died down, she said, "Hey, I haven't seen you around here. Are you new to this part of the city?"
"Oh, uh, y-y-yeah! I just moved here!" Densuke stuttered, feeling completely stupid for doing so.
'Come on, stop stuttering! Sure she's cute, but chances are, you don't have a chance with her!'
"Oh wow! Wait, so you walked here? Does that mean you're nearby?" Komoe asked.
"Oh, uh...I-I um...I live in the Seiji neighborhood.
"Really!? That's where I live also!" Komoe said, a little excited.
"Wha? Really?" Densuke blinked.
'Wow. Talk about luck!'
"Yeah! Usually, students from the Zashono Academy live there! Are you going to Zashono?" Komoe asked him.
"Huh? Um, yeah," Densuke said, not believing the luck he's having.
"Oh wow! That school ranges from middle school to high school! You must be really smart to go there!" Komoe said, her expression switching to awe as her eyes sparkled in admiration.
"Oh, uh...heh, I mean...I try," Densuke said as he rubbed the back of his head sheepishly.
Komoe giggled again, "So, are you in your first or second year of Junior? Or maybe you're in your third?"
'...Eh?'
"Um...I'm...starting my first year in high school..." Densuke said, a little confused.
...A beat…
"...Huh?" Komoe looked at him oddly…until she froze up all of a sudden, her eyes wide as she looked like she screwed something up, "...Um...H-...How are old you?"
"...Uh...fifteen..."
"...Oh..."
...Another beat...
"...I...I think I'll go," Komoe said in...embarrassment?
"Huh?" Densuke blinked, now really confused, "W-What happened?"
"Oh, n-n-nothing!" Komoe began to skirt around Densuke, "I just...I just remembered something! Uh-heh…" she then rushed to the checkout counter, her large boobs bouncing in front of her as she did so.
"...Huh? Was it something I…said?" Densuke asked anyone, "...Although, she did think I was from Junior High. But...I mean, maybe that's the reason she got embarrassed? But people always mistake me being a lot younger all the time, so I'm used to it...I mean, I told her not to worry about it-"
"She's thirteen," said a familiar elderly voice next to his right.
"...Huh?" he looked to his right and saw the same elderly lady behind the bakery counter. She seemed to be holding a baked sweet curry bread out to him.
"...Wh-What did you say?" Densuke asked her with wide eyes. Did he hear that right?
"If I were to guess, she thought you were her age because of your height…or maybe because of your high boyish tone," Mrs. Eriyuni said with a smile.
'...What is this, beat up Densuke Day?' he thought, '...Wait..."
"W-W-Whoa, hold on a second. She's…th-th-thirteen?" Densuke said in shock, his eyes wider than before from the revelation.
The smile still remained on the woman. "Excuse me, young man, but I need to be at the checkout. Would you like this sweet curry bread to go?"
"...Uh...y-yes?"
Mrs. Eriyuni nodded, "Then bring your stuff as well and I'll bag them for you." she then went over to the checkout counter…where Komoe is.
"...Okay..." Densuke said cautiously.
...He didn't know what to expect at this point.
So, the young man basically walked over to the checkout counter, and was behind Komoe. Upon approaching Komoe, she seemed to freeze up.
Densuke seemed to take a little notice of this by how she turned rigid…
"Oh my, Komoe. Are these for cooking?" Eriyuni asked her.
"Uh, heh, nope. T-This is for Big Sis." Komoe said, anxiety in her tone. She probably was embarrassed that Densuke was right behind her.
Densuke frowned. 'Aw man...is she really that mortified?'
"Oh dear. Well, tell your sister to be careful on what she eats." the woman advised Komoe.
"Haha. Yeah, we know that's not gonna work." Komoe chuckled.
"Hmm. Well, tell your sister I said 'hi', okay?"
"Oh sure thing! Oh, speaking of, how's Mr. Eriynui?"
"Oh, the man still has that headcold, but he's feeling a little better today."
While Komoe and Mrs. Eriyuni were chatting, and while the latter was scanning the food items, Densuke felt like the tension was lifted thanks to the woman's conversations with Komoe. Smiling at the change of mood, he glanced at the back at Komoe...and soon her butt.
'...Well, her butt isn't big like Chiharu's…and definitely not as big as Yuriko's. But it looks really curvy, and quite ample...it's a very good looking butt for a 13-year-old gir-WHY AM I THINKING THIS!?'
Densuke grimaced suddenly, mortified at the thoughts in his head.
'...Well, what can I think!? This Komoe girl's got HUGE KNOCKERS for her age! ...Like, wow.'
"Well, here you all go, Komoe-Dear," said Mrs. Eriyuni as she handed her two large bags full of groceries.
"Thanks, Mrs. Eriyuni!" Komoe smiled and with that, she grabbed each bag with both of her armsand walked off out of the store…not once saying anything to Densuke.
Densuke looked on at the young girl in confusion.
"...Was...it really something I said?"
"Oh no, dear. She's just shy against older boys,' said the voice of Mrs. Eriyuni.
"Huh?" Densuke turned her attention to the woman.
"She can talk to boys her age, but she gets anxious when she either tries to approach an older boy, or when older boys approach her," the elderly woman explains with a smile.
"Oh…"
She nodded, "Mm-hm. And her big sister usually tells her that when an older man approaches her, she must always ignore them...or whenever they get desperate, she has to taze them."
"...Oh…" Densuke sweatdropped anxiously.
Mrs. Eriyuni mothioned him to come over to the counter with his stuff, "Now let me ring you up."
As he gave her the food items, the lady scanned them as she said, "You know, she might need some help with those groceries."
"H-Huh?" Densuke stuttered with a puzzled expression.
"Oh yes. It's always nice to help out a young lady…"
"...Uh…o-okay."
The woman nodded, "By the way, I saw the boob grab."
Face pale, eyes wide, his cheeks turned red, he stuttered even more, "W-W-W-W-W-WHAAAAAT!?"
"Oh calm down, young man, you'll attract attention to yourself," she told him.
Densuke gulped, trying to defend himself, "I-I-I-It was accident! I swear! Honest!"
"Oh I know. But here's the thing," the woman, with her glasses shining in the light, making her look like she's about to reveal something ominous, looked up at the boy and said, "She's totally innocent."
"...Eh?"
"She doesn't have the mind of a woman...yet. So when you grabbed her boob, she didn't think anything of it."
"...Eh?"
"Mm-hm. She sees her breasts as something normal, like her hands and her feet."
"...E-...Eh?"
Giggling at Densuke's reaction, Mrs. Eriyuni bagged up his stuff and gave it to Densuke, but not without saying, "You're a good kid. Go out there and help her. And welcome to the neighborhood."
"...Do you somehow have magic abilities?"
"Oh shush. Just go out there and help Komoe."
'Oh dear...I can't believe that Densuke guy was an older boy!' Komoe thought as she heaved the groceries up in each arm, her face a little red from the memory, 'But he looked so...well, like my age! I don't know how to process that! Big Sis told me to always avoid older boys that try to approach me...it made me shy against them throughout all the years. But...that Densuke boy was really nice...I think I left there in the store without a second thought...oh, I feel awful!'
"Uh, hey, um...d-do you need help with those groceries?" said a familiar voice to Komoe.
"Huh?" Komoe turned her head back to see... "D-Densuke!?"
It was indeed Densuke, rushing up to the girl. "Uh, yeah...I-I just thought you need help with those groceries, so...maybe I can carry them if you want me to?"
"...Oh...um…" Komoe blushed a bit.
'Oh dear...this boy Densuke wants to help me...I mean, he's not trying to approach me, is he? I mean...is he...oh no, what do I do? I can't tazer him, that would be rude...right? I mean...I never had this happen to me before! Oooh...what do I do!?'
"Uh...I mean, I can carry one of them-"
"Y-Y-YES! I-I-I mean...uh, s-s-sure?" Komoe stuttered, her anxiety levels going high.
"Um...o-okay," Densuke sweatdropped but understood where she was coming from either way.
As Komoe hand him the other grocery bag, Densuke took it...
...And it was heavy.
"GACK!" Densuke yelped, his arms feeling like they were about to give out.
'Holy moley, what did she buy!? Did she say it was from her sister?' Densuke thought as he struggled to carry one, 'Also...how can Komoe carry all of this!?'
"Um, t-t-thank you," Komoe quietly said, as she carried one of the grocery bags in her arms.
"Uh, y-y-yeah...oof, did you say you...ugh, that you lived in the Seiji neighborhood?" Densuke asked, deciding that some small talk was in order.
"Oh, uh, yes..." Komoe replied as they walked side-by-side.
"Okay! Um...m-my address is Matsuyama Drive. I'm in Home 104."
Now Komoe looked at him in surprise. "What? That was what the moving truck was for? Does that mean you're moving into that house?"
"Uh, y-yep!"
"Oh...well, my house is next to it. On the left of your house in the street."
'EH!?'
"Wh-What? R-R-Really?" Densuke blinked in shock.
'...I got three attractive girls living next to me at my home!?'
For the first time since back at the store, Komoe smiled as she nodded. "Yeah! I, uh, I guess we'll be neighbors then!"
"...Wow. I mean, w-w-wow! How convenient is that!?" Densuke said with a sheepish smile.
"Hehe! Yeah, that really is!" Komoe said with a bright smile. Her smile then turned a little poignant, "...Hey, um...sorry that I acted a little strange back there. I just…well, when you said you were fifteen, I...got a little...well, a little shy, I suppose."
"Oh, no worries! I, uh, I understand! I, uh, get a little shy around older women as well!"
Komoe blushed a tiny bit, "Heh, yeah...but thank you again for helping me on getting my stuff up."
"Hey, like I said, no problem!" Densuke smiled back.
The pink-haired girl smiled back as well and giggled, "Well, either way, welcome to the neighborhood!"
"Thanks!"
They soon walked up to the entrance of the neighborhood. Deciding to keep the conversation going, as he didn't like long awkward silences, Densuke then said, "So you have a sister?"
"Mm-hm! She's older than me by four years! She actually lives across from you!"
"Huh? She...does?" Densuke blinked at that. 'That tall house? Whoa...hey, wait a minute...' "Wait, your sister lives by herself in that house?"
"Yep!" Komoe said as she nodded, acting like it was really normal, "My mom made a custom house for her cause she was getting big."
Densuke raised an eyebrow, "Big? You mean...fat or...something?"
Komoe giggled, "Well...kind of. But you're lucky she didn't hear that."
"Oh, uh...uh-heh. Uh, but um, still, your mom made a home for your big sister? Wow, that's...I mean, are you, your sister, and your mom rich?" Densuke asked her.
"Oh! Well, I guess you can say we're rich! My mom has her own cooking show!"
"Huh? ...Wait...Harumachi..." then a lightbulb went off in his head as he remembered the name, "Oh! Wait! Your mother is Kanna Harumachi?!" he asked in surprise. "Whoa! She makes great recipes!"
"Haha! Yeah, she really does!" Komoe smiled, "As of now, though, I'm kind of learning how to cook from her! I want to make great food like her someday!" she said, her smile brighter.
"Wow…" Densuke blinked, "I'm talking to a celebrity's daughter."
Komoe blushed a bit, "W-Well, I don't really consider myself a celebrity. Not even my mom. She's just...well, my mom!"
They both chuckled as they walked to where Komoe's older sister's home is. They entered the gate door, which was...tall, and had a contemporary design to it. When they opened the door, Densuke looked around the home's yard and area. The ground looked like it was all just paved cement, with a rock garden to his right. There was no grass anywhere in sight.
'Huh…must be into the modern type of stuff.'
As they approached the door of the home, he also noted that the front door was also really tall...like around over six feet tall!
'...Huh. Okay...I guess Komoe means she's...big as in really tall? I mean, she could have said that, but...'
Once Komoe reached the door, she grabbed the doorknob and twisted it...it wouldn't budge. Komoe pouted, "Oh, come on, Big Sis."
"Huh? W-What happened?" Densuke asked her.
"Ugh...this could mean one thing. Big Sis is either sleeping right now, or she's in the shower," Komoe then knocked on the door, "Big Sis! It's me! Komoe! I got your stuff!"
...A minute passed.
"...Ugh. I swear, if she's sleeping again and being lazy..." Komoe mumbled. She tried knocking on the door again, "Big Sis! I got your food!"
"Uh, is there a doorbell?" Densuke asked Komoe as he looked around the bag he was holding.
"Hmph. You think she would, but she hates doorbells," Komoe sighed irritably, "Oh boy...well, there's only one thing I could try..." she turned around to Densuke, "I'm sorry to ask you of this, but could you help me get my Big Sis's key above her door?"
"Huh?" Densuke almost dropped the grocery bag he was carrying, "Wh-What?" He glanced up at the top of the door above them, where there was a horizontal ledge that's added to its modern design. "Uh..." he looked down at Komoe, "D-Don't you...I mean, do you have a phone?"
"Oh, well, my mom said I couldn't have a phone until I turned fifteen...although, I'm still negotiating with her to let me have one when I turn fourteen next year..." Komoe sighed, "Either way, I really need your help!"
"Oh, uh...okay."
"Great!" Komoe put her grocery bag down, as well as Densuke, and said, "Okay! So, um, I'm not really heavy, so…"
"...Wha-EH!?" Densuke's eyes bugged open as he realized he was going to have to balance Komoe on his shoulders, "M-M-Me!?"
Komoe looked at him in confusion, "Huh? Well, yeah...I mean, you carry me and I'll get the key."
"...Oh…" Densuke understood what she meant the first time...it's just…
Well, two things about Densuke:
One: He's not very strong.
Two: He never balanced or carried a GIRL(or woman) before...
...Is he prepared for it?
"...O-Okay."
Apparently, he is.
Komoe smiled, "Thanks! Okay, I need a lift."
"...Okay. D-Do you want me to get behind you, or..."
"Oh it's no need! I balance pretty well! Just hold onto my ankles, okay?"
"...A-Alright."
Densuke put down the bag of groceries and then kneeled in front of Komoe, his hands cupped under him for her foot to have something to stand on.
"Okay! Here I go!" Komoe announced.
She approached Densuke, about to put one white tennis shoe, her left foot on his cupped hands…
It was then Densuke instantly realized…
'OH SHIT, HER BOOBS!'
But...
Komoe, not knowing what she was doing, closed the gap between Densuke…
POMP!
…and her large breasts were smacked dab onto Densuke's face.
'...Ooooh noooo...HELP.'
...They stood there for a while…
"...Um, Densuke? You need to push up." Komoe said, looking down at Densuke's head as her boobs smooshed all over his face.
"...R-R-Right…" Densuke said, his voice muffled by her huge boobs, his whole demeanor full of anxiety.
And then...he lifts Komoe up...rather slowly.
The whole thing felt...really wrong. It just...felt bizarre. Yet, this wasn't his intention. Honestly, it all felt so...abnormal, this whole situation he's in.
Once her boobs pressed to his face, Densuke, for the life of him, did not want to think of any impure thoughts right now. As Komoe's shirt rubbed against his whole face, so did the fabric of her bra...her bra! A thirteen-year-old wearing a bra! One that's a little too big!
And not only the fabric was rubbing against his face, but all in all, her BREASTS were rubbing against his face!
And to make matters worse, she has a scent...she smelled like...frosting and cotton candy, maybe...
Either way, her large…(Densuke can't believe he's referring to them this way) mammaries were squished up to his face as she grabbed his shoulders while he lifted her up onto his shoulders.
Once she supports herself up, her boobs slid up onto his face, and then...Densuke can breathe air again.
But now, there's another problem...
As he lifts her up, she puts her right foot on his right shoulder, and then places the other left foot on his other shoulder. Now standing on both of his shoulders, Komoe's front was facing away from the home.
"Okay! So, could you turn around and let me face Big Sis's home?" Komoe instructed Densuke.
"...S-S-Sure," Densuke stuttered.
'Okay, I have an attractive girl on my shoulders...help her out, and just don't look up.'
Slowly, but surely, Densuke turns around, as he is now facing away from the house. Komoe meanwhile was holding her arms out to balance herself. Her boobs though, however, were jutted forward, and it made her tilt just a little bit forward, but she regained her stance.
When Komoe was near the ledge above the door, she looked around it, until she found the key. "Ah! There it is!" She reached for the key...
But Densuke's shoulders were feeling a little weak from Komoe's weight, as also from the added weight on her. He fidgeted a bit forward, which made Komoe tilt back a little bit.
"Ah!" Komoe almost lost balance, but soon regained her footing on Densuke's shoulders. "D-Densuke? You're going to have to be really still here. I'm in arms-reach for the key."
"O-Okay..." Densuke said, feeling the pressure on him.
"Alright then," Komoe then, with almost perfect balance, reached her hand to the key…
...However...she heard thudding sounds inside the house.
"Oh..." Komoe said out loud.
"Huh?" Densuke said, shaking from Komoe's weight. "I-Is everything okay?"
"Um…" Komoe went silent for a moment.
"...K-Komoe?" Densuke stood there with Komoe on his shoulders, wondering if everything was alright.
'...Should I look up? I mean...' Densuke struggled to still keep Komoe up there, '...Well, I mean, this could be a serious situation. I can't hold her up forever, and I don't want to drop her...oh, be a man, Densuke! So what if you got a pretty and cute girl on your shoulders, as well as having...huge...boobs…'
While Densuke was having a mental crisis, Komoe then muttered, "She could be coming down…" She glanced down, "Hey, Densuke? I'm going to drop down now, okay?"
Densuke, however, didn't hear her...
'Okay, so she does have large boobs, but...wait, come to think of it, she's facing the house while I'm facing away from it, so...I can't see her boobs when I look up! ...I really shouldn't be worried about this. Yeah, I'm just gonna look and say something.'
"Yeah," Densuke muttered and nodded.
"Yeah? Um, okay…"
'I guess he means I can drop down.' Komoe thought.
Densuke looked up and said, "Ko-"
BLAMP!
"PLAG-MMMPH!?"
"OH!"
SLAM!
Komoe landed on her butt...but she landed on something that softened her fall.
"Ooooh…" she had her eyes closed, her glasses slipping off and onto the end of her nose. Once she realized she was fine, she opened her eyes and blinked. "Huh?" She pushed her glasses up on the bridge of her nose. "Uh...D-Densuke?"
Densuke, meanwhile...was under Komoe…
Her round and ample butt landed on his lower face...her buttocks on his mouth...
...And her...private area...was under Densuke's nose...moreover, it was squished under his nose!
And Densuke...while her legs and thighs partly covered the sides of his face...his eyes were the only things that could be seen...
And his eyes could see…
Okay, pause.
We are going to rewind a bit and show this in Densuke's POV.
Rewind it to when he was slammed to the ground by Komoe.
REEERADSFDFGFG!
SLAM!
Densuke felt pain...once again.
The back of his head slammed on the pavement, and he was seeing stars...well, at least he can see this time-
BOING-BOING-wobble-wobble…
...All Densuke saw...
'...Oh...OH...oooooh my…'
Densuke could see...clothed underboobs...bouncing boobs...jiggling boobs...huge boobs.
He could see...boobs.
...And then he realized...
'...OH...oooooh nooooo...'
…These boobs...belong to a thirteen-year-old…
...And she's sitting on his face…
'...Oh no...please...PLEASE Densuke, do not get hard right now!'
The magnificent large orbs that were on Komoe's chest...he couldn't see her face, but all he saw was the underboobs that were in her shirt, the chest part of the shirt tucked under her boobs, making the bottom of the clothing only show a…cute slim stomach…
'...I need her to get off of me. NOW!'
Now the present.
"Densuke?" Komoe said as she leaned back and looked over her boobs to see Densuke's squished-up face between her legs, "Are you okay?"
'...This is mortifying. What else can go wron-'
Then, the door opened.
...
...
...
"Uh, hey Big Sis! I guess you did hear my knocking on the door-"
"KOMOE! WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!? WHAT'S HE DOING TO YOU!?"
"Eh? Uh, w-well, this guy I'm on is named Densuke! He-"
"KOMOE, GET OFF OF HIM, RIGHT NOW!"
Komoe yelped, which gave her boobs a little jump, and quickly got off of Densuke's face. She did it by heaving herself up, as she pushed her weight on Densuke's face, the frontal area pressing further into his nose. She then stood by the side of the home's entrance, looking a little confused and frightened by her sister's behavior.
Now that Densuke can clearly see and breathe once again, he lay there on the ground, letting his eyes go up to see who was talking...
'...W-Whoa...'
Standing in front of his laying form...was one tall woman...
…But honestly, Densuke was only looking at...well, maybe three things.
One: HER EVEN MORE LARGER BREASTS! Even larger than Komoe's!
His eyes widened at that sight.
Two: …Her...very thick legs.
And Three: ...Her...quite magnificent curves.
She was wearing a red pair of pajama short-shorts, and a gray tank top...
...That's it.
Oh, yeah, and she was barefooted.
She was standing above him...and at that moment, that was when he saw her face…
This woman...had the most lovely and beautiful face Densuke ever saw…
Along with her attractive face, she looked to have long hair that looked silky and was a purple color, her hairstyle being up in a high ponytail.
Believe it or not, with her large assets aside, he couldn't help but look at that angelic face...
'...Wow...she's...whoa...she's really...I mean...holy moley, she's gorgeous.'
"YOU! SPEAK UP! WHAT WERE YOU DOING TO MY SISTER!?"
"...Eh-wha-wha-wha-duh-wha-huh?"
The woman scowled at him as she gritted her teeth with a snarl. "You think you can get away with that!?"
"...Get away with what?"
"DON'T PLAY STUPID TO ME!" The woman then bent over and grabbed Densuke by the collar, and lifted him up as she got him up to her face.
'OH SNAP! OKAY! UM, UH, OKAY, SHE'S VERY PRETTY, BUT...oh shit...uh...'
"...I...I can explain," Densuke weakly says.
"Please do," She carried him inside the building with one hand on his shirt collar and said to Komoe, "Komoe, wait out here!"
"Wha-wait, but-" Komoe began to say, but the door slammed on her.
Meanwhile, Densuke just now realized he was in a lot of trouble.
"Uhhh…" Densuke was dragged by his shirt collar, his feet barely scraping the floor of the woman's house, his eyes widened as he was really starting to feel a little scared.
And judging by how the woman basically slammed him up against the wall, he feels like he should be.
SLAM!
"ACK!" Densuke cries out.
He now noticed he was being held up against the wall with just her hand! But then…
SQUISH-SLAM!
...Now Densuke is smooshed and held together…by the woman's boobs pressing up against him!
In fact, she let her hand off of him, and let her breasts hold him there!
The woman had her hands on her very mature hips, as she glared at him, looking like she was ready to lay the smackdown on Densuke.
"Okay, little man, here's the deal," the woman said threateningly.
...Densuke gulped, eyes wide and scared out of his mind.
"First off, introductions. My name is Kirika. Kirika Misono-Harumachi. Yours?"
"...D-D-Densuke...M-M-Mifune." Densuke stuttered out, his body slipping down just slightly where his chin was almost at the large, very large, valley of her breasts.
"Well, then Densuke," The woman named Kirika said with narrowed eyes filled with disdain, sneering at him in distaste as her face got a little closer to his, "I will ask you this only once...What were you doing with my sister?"
'...Well...I'm officially dead now.' Densuke thought in horrendous dread. 'For two reasons...one, she thinks I harrassed her sister...and two, I might actually get a hard-on from looking at her hot and gorgeous face...yep, I'm definitely and royally screwed!'
- END OF EPISODE 2 -
And there you have it! Komoe and Kirika's debut! Yippee! I hope you all enjoyed this chapter! :D Thank you for reading and tell me what you think! :)
The next chapter will take a bit of a while, but it won't be long like last time! ...Hopefully. ^^;
See you all later! ;D