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Tidying up her apartment while humming an upbeat tune to herself, Miyuki was hopeful that today would prove fruitful, that her efforts weren’t going to waste. There wasn’t much of a mess to clean up, but she was diligent, ensuring that everything was organised and that there wasn’t anything that would make her look like the stereotypical sloppy college student.
With long black hair that she had tied into a ponytail that fell below her rear, she appeared as if she had just returned home from a session at the gym. With a pair of tights along with a white sports bra that exposed her midriff, she was quite proud of her body. She wasn’t obsessed with working out, but she liked to stay in shape, even after quitting the track team.
Wiping a bead of sweat from her forehead with her wrist, Miyuki straightened herself up and nodded with approval as she surveyed her tidy apartment. Her bangs were straight, although she had sidelocks that fell down to her shoulders, and they would often tickle her if she wasn’t careful. After all, she preferred to dress lightly, even if it wasn’t a hot day outside.
Picking up her phone that she had placed on the kitchen countertop so that she wouldn’t misplace it, Miyuki let out a gasp as she had completely lost track of the time. She had tried to plan things out so that she would be able to take a quick shower and change into some casual clothes that were perfect for lazing about, but she was running behind schedule.
It would only be a few minutes before her lovely girlfriend arrived, provided she wasn’t tardy for some peculiar reason. It was almost 3 in the afternoon, and they had planned to have dinner and watch some movies at Miyuki’s apartment for a change. Normally they would eat at a restaurant, but today was different.
Miyuki had specifically organised today’s date so that they wouldn’t have to spend what little allowance they had on food. Or at least, this is what she told any of her friends who decided to stick their noses into her business. She had an ulterior motive, one she didn’t want anyone at college to know about.
It was regarding her charming girlfriend, Airi.
The two had been dating for a few months now, and neither had any complaints about their relationship. In fact, their love for one another was just as strong as ever, and all of their friends at college would confirm this. They were a happy couple, one that was quite popular around campus due to their physiques.
Miyuki didn’t consider herself to be anything special. She was fit and healthy, and she was taller than all of her friends. Measuring in at an impressive 5’10 (178cm), she was often regarded as a giant, even if she was far away from towering above all of her peers. No, she earned this title due to her partner’s stature.
Airi was peculiar, both for her personality and for her looks. She was a petite nerd, one who was quite sociable and friendly with whoever struck up a conversation. Everyone assumed that she dyed her hair, given that it was a dark shade of purple, but it was natural, something that anyone would learn just from spending time with her
But what really caught everyone’s attention was her height. She was roughly 4’3 (130cm), causing her to often be mistaken for a child. It certainly didn’t help that she was lacking as a woman, as her chest was flat like a chopping board. She often joked about her figure, knowing that it was what made her so charismatic, but deep down she was self conscious about it.
For a young adult to be so short was laughable, and Airi would always vent her frustrations and grievances about it to her girlfriend, often complaining about how unfair it was that she never hit puberty. She would sulk in private, but she put on a brave face in front of her friends and family, only revealing her weak side to Miyuki.
While Miyuki was sympathetic towards her tiny partner, she truly loved her for who she was, and would always reassure her that there was no reason to be upset. She wasn’t perfect either, as she was hiding a secret that would cause her nothing but trouble if it were to be made public. She was born with both male and female genitalia; a futanari.
They were both far from perfect, but together they felt complete, as they complement one another. Miyuki was serious and didn’t tolerate anyone picking on her girlfriend, while Airi was often cheeky and needed to be kept in line by her diligent partner. They made up for the other’s shortcomings, even if the height difference between them made things difficult at times.
But that was no longer the case.
Airi no longer had a body complex, nor was she mistaken for a child. In fact, she was the talk of the town recently, as she was like a whole new person. She was always smiling, whether it was her being mischievous or if she was ecstatic. She was brimming with confidence, and taking one look at her would tell you why.
Impossibly large breasts that looked ridiculous on her petite figure, wide hips that were perfect for bearing children, and a round, fat ass whose cheeks smacked together from just a simple step. She was the definition of a shortstack, and it was a hard pill for everyone to swallow.
For puberty to hit Airi so hard while she was in college was unprecedented, and yet there was no denying the truth. She was undeniably the sexiest girl on campus, and people were only now starting to understand just why Miyuki had been dating her for so many months. Many were envious, and there was even a fanclub for the shortstack.
But with Airi’s sudden growth spurt followed a problem that Miyuki couldn’t anticipate. All throughout their relationship, their sex life had been tame and uninspiring. They would make love once every week, and it would be short and sweet, but now things were different. Now it was a genuine workout that even the former track athlete was struggling with.
Airi’s sex drive was simply out of this world, as her recent boom had caused her weak libido to multiply tenfold. Going from a girl who was satisfied after simply being felt up to someone who needed to engage in several hours of raw, sweaty love making left Miyuki with conflicting emotions on the matter.
She would do anything and everything to please her girlfriend, but the daily marathons of sex were finally starting to take its toll on her. Every moment they were alone, they would be groping one another, and all of the lovely, memorable dates that they used to go on were becoming nothing more than an excuse for them to fuck.
Having reached her breaking point only a few days ago, Miyuki made it perfectly clear that their next date would be normal, that sex was off the table and forbidden. She wanted it to be romantic, to cherish her time spent with her adorable little Airi. While she did enjoy sleeping together, she felt it was necessary to put her foot down and ensure they weren’t just animals in heat.
Deep down, Miyuki preferred the current Airi. She loved the shortstack’s hourglass figure, her preposterously large breasts, and that soft, juicy ass, and just thinking about her sent a shiver down her spine. She could feel blood travelling to her crotch, as her tights were starting to stretch out ever so slightly as a protruding bulge made its presence known.
The sound of her doorbell made the diligent Miyuki jump on the spot, as she had been lost in her own thoughts. Slapping her cheeks gently and taking a deep breath, she composed herself and accepted the fact that she looked as if she had just returned from a session at the gym before opening the door.
Not a moment after the sunlight started to pour into her apartment, Miyuki let out a meek shriek as she was pounced right then and there. A small figure had wrapped their arms around her waist and was nestling their head against her toned stomach, and it took her a moment to realise just what was happening.
“Airi.. How many times do I have to tell you not to jump on me without any warning?” Miyuki shook her head and let out a heartfelt smile, her lips curving upwards as she couldn’t help but to smile. She wasn’t upset, but the shock from having let her guard down was causing her heart to pound against her chest, making it difficult for her to stay calm.
Giggling to herself, the short Airi stepped away with a satisfied yet cheeky grin on her face. She had always been like this; whenever she got excited, she just couldn’t control herself and would just surrender herself to her whims. It just so happened that all of her sporadic tendencies were directed towards her girlfriend.
Depending on the day and her mood, Airi would style her hair to match the occasion. When she was feeling down, she would let her bangs cover her face and let her long purple locks hang loose. Ponytails, braids, and even curling it were just some of the many styles she would showcase to her friends and family.
But today was different.
Examining her girlfriend closely, Miyuki noticed a couple of things that made her raise an eyebrow. For one, the geeky shortstack was wearing an oversized black hoodie that fell halfway down her thighs, making it impossible to discern whether or not she was wearing shorts underneath. But what was more surprising was the fact that her bosom didn’t seem as large as it was the last they met.
The other thing that Miyuki noted was the twintails, a childish hairstyle that only made Airi seem younger than she already was. It was the first time she had seen this throughout the time they’ve known each other, and she couldn’t help but to feel as if something was amiss, like the small girl was plotting something.
“Hmm? What’s the matter? You said we’d just be watching movies and cuddling on the couch, right? Is there something wrong with my hoodie, Miyuki? Or perhaps you were expecting something more revealing?” Leaning forwards ever so slightly, Airi was staring up at her girlfriend, smirking to herself as she had a good idea as to what was going through her head.
Blushing up a storm for a brief moment, Miyuki quickly composed herself and let out a disappointed sigh, having not expected to be teased right from the get go. Not wanting to cause a scene, she decided to be stern for a second, “Alright, alright. That’s enough out of you. Come on in before my neighbours hear us.”
Sticking out her tongue, Airi happily entered the apartment, bumping into her partner by pure accident. Although given her cheeky behaviour, it was hard to tell whether it was intentional. Kicking off her shoes, she skipped down the hallway as if she owned the place, making note that everything was clean.
Due to her growth spurt, Airi had earned herself plenty of nicknames around college; shortstack, oppai loli, and even mesugaki. She knew what each one of them meant, and she proudly accepted them, even going so far as to refer to herself in such a depraving manner in order to get a rise out of her friends.
She was cheeky, and her attitude had only gotten worse over the last couple of weeks. She was purposefully testing her limits, pushing the boundaries and often making her girlfriend uncomfortable in front of others. Of course, she meant no harm, but she was acting like a total brat, one who was brimming with confidence.
“So, what’s the deal with that hoodie? Isn’t it a tight fit?” Miyuki inquired as she followed behind the short girl, having closed her front door just a moment ago and sighing to herself in disbelief. This was how things had been as of late, and she had honestly expected that their relationship would go back to how it used to be, if only temporarily.
Spinning around on her heels, Airi maintained her balance perfectly despite her disproportionate body. She had always been quite light and relatively weak, but her growth spurt had changed her for the better; her gigantic breasts and juicy fat ass had increased her body weight drastically, and yet she acted as if she was as light as a feather.
“Oh this? Hehe. I was looking around online and found it. Pretty cute, right? It compresses my tits, and it’s comfy!” Airi explained ecstatically, flaunting her chest that was roughly the same size as her girlfriend’s. Of course, hidden beneath her hoodie was the largest pair of breasts imaginable, especially for a girl of her stature.
Finding it hard to believe that such a miraculous item could exist, Miyuki decided to just accept it at face value, as she had more pressing matters to attend to. Noticing the shortstack carrying a backpack, she raised an eyebrow and asked, “What’ve you got there, Airi? Did you bring some games?”
“Hehe. Well, if you really wanna know.. I brought my laptop! You said we were gonna watch movies, right? I thought we could take it in turns and pick something out,” the cheeky Airi exclaimed, pleased to see that she had her girlfriend wrapped around her finger. She was grinning mischievously, but that was relatively normal for her.
Miyuki was impressed, as she had expected that she would be the one to have to do everything for today’s comfy date. Not that she didn’t think that her lovely little partner was incapable, but she had just assumed that she was the only one onboard with the idea that sex was off the table for the day.
“Look at you being all thoughtful. And here I thought that you would be trying to get in my pants,” Miyuki confessed with a proud smile on her face, feeling somewhat ashamed that she had anticipated that the horny shortstack would have already stripped her down. It was a nice change of pace, one that she desperately needed.
Having sex on a daily basis wasn’t physically taxing for Miyuki, but it was wearing away at her mental fortitude. They were behaving no differently than a pair of animals in heat, mating like their lives depended on it, and she needed a break from it in order to retain her sanity. That, and she genuinely loved spending her time doing things that normal couples engaged in.
“But you’re wearing tights, Miyuki. What, do you want me to tear them off for you? Hehe. Did you go to the gym and forget to change, huh?” Airi stated the obvious before giggling to herself, finding it all so amusing how her girlfriend wasn’t dressed for the occasion. Sure, a sports bra and tights could be considered comfortable, but she felt the need to cause a little mischief.
Tensing up on the spot, Miyuki was trying to come up with some snarky comeback to put the little brat in her place, but nothing came to mind. Not wanting to be made a fool of, she closed the distance between them before scooping the shortstack up in her arms and carrying her as if she was her bride.
“You’d love for me to get changed, wouldn’t you? You’d just use it as an excuse to have sex, Airi. Or are you telling me that you’re going to keep your promise for today?” Miyuki finally found the words to poke fun at Airi, and she wasted no time in making her way towards the couch and sitting down slowly.
Poking her girlfriend’s cheek, Airi pouted for a moment before realising that she wasn’t the only one who had agreed to something. Snickering to herself, she cheerfully pointed out, “Oh I think you should worry about yourself, Miyuki. Hehe. After all, what was it you said you’d do for me? Oh that’s right. You were going to cosplay for me.”
“Y-You don’t have to remind me!” Miyuki blurted out, her face as red as a tomato as she could hardly believe she was being made a fool of once again. She had tried to turn the tables, but she was just no match for the cheeky shortstack, no matter how hard she tried. It was her own fault for agreeing to such a preposterous deal after all.
In return for them having a normal, comfortable date at home where they would watch movies and maybe play some video games, Miyuki had vocally consented to Airi’s crazy idea where she would bring cosplay to the bedroom in order to spice things up. As much as she found it unreasonable, she had no right to complain now that she had agreed to it.
Despite Miyuki normally being the diligent and serious of the two, often ensuring that no joke went too far, she found herself powerless when they were alone, especially after Airi’s unprecedented growth spurt. She had a soft spot for the short girl, and that cheeky attitude blossoming and spiralling out of control only made it difficult for her to be strict.
“Sooo.. Can I hook my laptop up, or are you gonna keep holding me like this? I don’t care either way, but a certain someone so desperately wanted to watch movies, no?” Airi prolonged her words, drawing it out as if to further prove how much time they were wasting just sitting her making fun of one another.
Not that she really had any problems with it, but she at least wanted to be mindful of her girlfriend who had been nothing but supportive of her throughout their entire relationship, and even before that. She had nothing but respect for the former track athlete, but that wasn’t going to deter her from causing a little mischief here and there.
Only now realising how firm of a grip she had on the shortstack, and how she was still carrying her like she was her bride, Miyuki blushed profusely and cleared her throat. Gently letting go and loosening up, she could hardly believe that she was being swept away in the current, that all of her plans were slowly but surely starting to collapse.
Hopping to her feet, Airi giggled to herself at how adorable her girlfriend was before skipping towards the television unit that was set up against the wall. Removing her backpack, she started to rummage through it for a moment, pulling out cables and her laptop, only to stop and glance back over her shoulder at the couch.
Given that she was squatting, it made perfect sense that Airi’s fat, round ass was sticking out, that her oversized hoodie had risen up to reveal her hotpants. They were digging into her asscrack, only further proving just how difficult it was for her to find clothes that would fit after her preposterous growth spurt.
Locking eyes with Miyuki, Airi smirked before wiggling her butt, the sounds of her cheeks slapping together filling the silent room. Turning around, she pretended to preoccupy herself, plugging cable after cable into her laptop and the large television, ensuring that everything was set up properly. All the while, she was putting on a show and being a total tease.
And Miyuki was unable to pry her eyes away from the shortstack’s fat ass. She could hardly fathom how someone so small could possess such a prominent backside, as it was even larger than her own butt. Heck, whenever the purple-haired brat sat on her lap, her smooth asscheeks would spill over the sides of her thick, toned thighs.
“Miyuki~! Hey, are you listening? Hello? Earth to Miyuki, do you hear me? Hmph. Fine, I’m going to just put a movie on then,” Airi tried again and again to call out to her girlfriend, even going so far as to enunciate her words. Puffing out her cheeks, she made it perfectly clear that she was just going to do as she pleased if she was ignored like this.
Shaking her head to clear her thoughts, Miyuki could hardly believe that she had let herself be distracted by her own temptations. She was supposed to be the admirable one here, to set a good example for the shortstack, and yet she was only making herself look like a complete and utter fool.
“W-What are you putting on, Airi?” Miyuki inquired, stuttering over her own words ever so slightly. She knew exactly what kind of genres her girlfriend was into, but it was difficult for her to narrow down and pick one out. She had planned to put on a classic romance film, but that would have to wait for now.
Opening up a video file on her laptop, Airi wore a mischievous grin as she made it full screen and hit the play button. Ensuring that it was being broadcast to the television properly, she jumped to her feet, her hoodie struggling to contain her assets as a large protrusion moved in tune to her excitement.
“Oh now you’re interested? Hehe. You’ll just have to wait and see. But trust me on this, ‘kay? You are going to love this!” Airi announced as she had her little fun before skipping cheerfully over to the couch. Given that her girlfriend was seated in the middle, it made perfect sense for her to make use of the lap that was being presented to her.
After all, she wasn’t fond of leaning against the sides. No, she much preferred using Miyuki as a chair.
Letting out a defeated sigh as she had no choice but to resign herself to her fate, Miyuki was at least comfortable with having the shortstack sit on her lap. The additional weight of her gigantic breasts and fat ass weren’t a bother to her, as she was quite accustomed to working out despite quitting the track team.
It was only a matter of minutes before Miyuki came to realise what genre of movie Airi had put on for them to watch. She was surprised, yet relieved to see that they were both of the same mind for a change. Smirking to herself, she lowered her voice and whispered, “Romance, huh? And here I thought you’d want to watch something with a little more action.”
“Hey! I can be thoughtful sometimes, y’know?” Airi retorted, smirking proudly as she hadn’t exactly been mindful of her girlfriend as of late. Sex was far more interesting to her than window shopping, hitting up arcades, or even going to an amusement park, but she knew she had to tone it down just a little.
She didn’t used to be this way, and yet Airi saw no problem whatsoever with her recent changes. Her wish had finally been granted and she now had a body far beyond her wildest dreams, and her libido had grown alongside it. She wholeheartedly believed it was a waste not to enjoy the pleasure now that she was finally built for breeding.
Wrapping her arms around the shortstack’s thin waist, Miyuki hugged her from behind as her eyes were glued to the screen. She was genuinely impressed that they were watching a romance movie together, that she didn’t even have to initiate it. It was the kind of date she always hoped for, but something felt amiss.
Miyuki couldn’t quite put her finger on it, but things seemed far too perfect and thought out, especially considering how cheeky Airi could be when they were alone. She didn’t want to jump to conclusions or make assumptions, but there was a voice nagging at her in the back of her head, telling her that she shouldn’t lower her guard.
And with Airi shifting around on her lap, her fat asscheeks grinding against her crotch, Miyuki was finding it difficult to concentrate on the movie. She refused to get an erection, to be mocked for getting aroused despite being the one who argued for their date to have no sex whatsoever.
“Look at that dick, Miyuki! It’s almost as big as yours!” Airi suddenly pointed out, turning to look her girlfriend in the eye. She was brimming with excitement, unashamed to utter such filth in such a romantic moment. And yet, there was no denying that her finger was pointing at a girthy penis on the television.
With her eyes widening in disbelief, Miyuki could hardly fathom what she was seeing. A futanari was stripping down on camera, and they were almost as well endowed as she was. Needing to voice her concerns, she stuttered out, “A-Airi! J-Just what are we watching?! W-Why are they naked?!”
“Huh? What’s the big deal, Miyuki? I thought you’d like to see some futa representation for a change. Hehe. Relax, ‘kay? There’s nothing to worry about,” Airi nonchalantly explained herself, having purposefully picked this movie out in order to get under her girlfriend’s skin. After all, this wasn’t an ordinary romance film they were watching.
It was more or less a full length porno, featuring a hung futanari as the lead alongside several other actresses. It was a typical love triangle, with one of the characters fulfilling the role of a childhood friend, while the other was the new girl in town. The futa was supposed to be torn between the two, and for good reason.
Both of the actresses were renowned for being regarded as candidates for the title of bustiest woman alive. One of them was infamous for their O-cups, while the other was a rising star who flaunted their N-cups regardless of whether they were on camera or not. Most people who had any interest in porn knew of them, and Miyuki was no exception.
Miyuki was left speechless as the scene changed to the bedroom, the lucky futanari receiving a double paizuri from the largest pair of breasts in the movie business. They effortlessly swallowed up the erect penis that was smaller than her own, and she could feel blood start to flow to her nether regions.
“Hmm~? What’s the matter, Miyuki? They’re just proving how strong their love is! C’mon, no need to be so tense! Hehe. Or perhaps you’re imagining something naughty, hmm~?” Airi had a devilish grin on her face as she wiggled her butt from side to side on her girlfriend’s lap, feeling something hard start to press up against her behind.
Loosening her grip on the shortstack’s waist, Miyuki tried to resist temptation as hard as she could. She felt the need to put her foot down, to maintain her stance that this was entirely inappropriate given the rule they had both agreed upon. “A-Airi! This is just porn! You did this on purpose, didn’t you? And no, I’m not imagining anything.”
“Porn? It’s an erotic romance film, Miyuki. Maybe you should get your head out of the gutter and stop watching porn behind my back. Hehe. I’m just messing with you,” Airi giggled mischievously as she fired right back at her girlfriend, not wanting the movie that she had downloaded to be regarded as just mere pornography.
Groaning as she leaned backwards, Miyuki rubbed her temples with one hand while the other rested on the brat’s waist. She was getting worked up over nothing, as none of this should come as a surprise to her. It was her own fault for not keeping a close eye on what kind of movie they were about to watch.
Focusing her eyes on the television, Miyuki couldn’t help but to compare the two actresses to the shortstack sitting in front of her. Neither of them could even hope to compare to the likes of Airi, that much she could recognise from just a mere glance. They were both attractive, yet neither of them made her heart skip a beat, let alone captivated her.
No, her heart belonged solely to the cheeky little girl.
Not even bothering to glance back over her shoulder, Airi was unimpressed by what she was seeing, letting out a disappointed sigh as she reached down to cup her breasts that were compressed inside of her hoodie. This was supposed to be a size fetishist’s dream come true, and yet she was starting to get bored.
“Seriously? They’re huge, I’ll give them that, but really? The tip is sticking out of their cleavage! I can do better than that!” Airi complained to herself, having expected better from this movie that the internet had been booming about as of late. She hadn’t watched it herself until now, but she had read plenty of reviews.
People claimed that there were mountains of tits, that you could be buried alive underneath the actresses massive bosoms. This was supposed to be a showcase of what two of the bustiest women alive were capable of, and yet the shortstack was finding it to be one huge letdown after another.
“A-Airi.. This isn’t a competition, you know? B-Besides, it’s just porn. Who cares what they’re doing? It’s probably fake anyway,” a bead of sweat dropped down the side of Miyuki’s head as she tried to reason with the twintailed brat, finding it hard to believe that she was a college student considering the way she was carrying on like a child.
Grabbing both of her girlfriend’s wrists, Airi didn’t so much as flinch as she placed the pair of hands onto her own bosom, letting the sporty girl grope her without even asking. Smirking proudly, she seeked validation as she looked back over her shoulder and asked, “C’mon Miyuki. You gotta admit that my tits are so much better!”
“A-Airi! Ugh.. You’re unbelievable, you know that? How am I supposed to compare you to what’s on screen if you’re wearing that hoodie? And no, that isn’t an invitation to strip,” Miyuki was outraged before letting out a groan, quickly pulling her hands away from the lumps in the shortstack’s hoodie.
She didn’t want to approve of this kind of behaviour, especially after she had made it clear countless times that there was to be no funny business today, even if deep down she lusted for that short, overproportioned body. She had to remain diligent, to ensure that this comfy date didn’t turn out to be a disaster.
“Hehe. I could swallow anyone’s dick up with my massive tits. You know that better than anyone, Miyuki. Maybe I should become an actress?” Airi mused to herself as she turned her attention back to the screen, humouring the idea of her becoming the shortest and bustiest actress on the planet.
Given that she had a fanclub at college, it wasn’t a far stretch for Airi to claim that she was popular. Whether or not that would transition over to the film business was beyond her, but she had a hunch that she would charm the whole world effortlessly. But it was nothing more than a fleeting idea, one she found herself giggling about.
The couple stayed silent as they watched the erotic movie play out, both of them occasionally shifting in their seats as things heated up. Facials, handjobs, stealth sex, and mating presses were just some of the many acts they were immersed in, as the production quality was far beyond what was expected from a porno.
Every now and then, Airi would make a remark about how she would put the busty actresses to shame, how she would look so much better in their erotic clothes, or how they should try making love in a dressing room on one of their dates. She was enjoying herself far more than she expected, especially after her rant from earlier.
And throughout all of it, she was grinding her hotpants against the bulge in her girlfriend’s tights, purposefully wedging it between her asscheeks and stroking it. Despite having only recently grown to such proportions, Airi was already an expert in making use of her assets, and she was doing a fine job of displaying this.
As for Miyuki, she was barely able to focus on the movie. The friction being applied to her erection was frustrating, almost as if she was edging herself. It was almost unbearable, and yet she remained cool and collected, not even bothering to humour the shortstack when she made a preposterous and inappropriate outburst.
“Just a sec, Miyuki. It’s getting a little stuffy in here, don’t you think?” Airi rose to her feet, no longer teasing the futanari with her giant, succulent ass. Fanning herself with one of her hands, she wasted no time in pulling her black hoodie up and over her head, showcasing her extremely small white crop top that was hidden underneath.
With her breasts no longer compressed, they were now on full display, the only thing preventing her bare skin from being exposed was the incredibly thin fabric that looked as if it was tearing at the seams. Her nipples were sticking out, making it perfectly clear that she wasn’t wearing a bra. Not that one would fit her.
Miyuki’s jaw dropped as she witnessed the largest pair of tits emerge from underneath the hoodie. It never ceased to amaze her that they belonged to her bratty girlfriend, even though they looked disproportionate on her. The lack of a bra didn’t surprise her however, as she knew better than anyone that it would need to be custom made in order to contain those mammaries.
As unbelievable as it was, Miyuki had to admit that there was something erotic about a shortstack with breasts so big that she already finished the standard alphabet in terms of bust size. She couldn’t recall the exact measurements, but she knew that Airi’s bust was almost 5’11 (180cm), something that never failed to arouse her.
“Why’re you staring at me like that, Miyuki~? Hehe. Are you expecting something else? Maybe you’re hoping that I’ll take off my top, huh?” Airi grinned mischievously as she cupped the sides of her gigantic tits, unashamed that they were spilling out from both the side and bottom of her crop top.
They were bigger than her own torso, although that didn’t mean much when she was only 4’3 (130cm) tall. When standing beside her girlfriend, her head fell just short of Miyuki’s breasts, and some people even joked that she was born to have the former track athlete use her as an armrest.
Shaking her head, Miyuki wasn’t about to be made a fool of. Sitting up straight and clearing her throat, she tried her best to compose herself as she reassured the shortstack, “I was just surprised that you’re wearing the top I bought for you before your um.. Growth spurt. Seriously, how did you even fit into that?”
“Hehe. Wouldn’t it be easier to just show you? How about you take it off and find out for yourself, Miyuki~?” Airi spun on her heels and leaned forward, her tremendous mammaries dangling ever so close to the ground. She was flaunting her goods, smirking like the brat she was, and she knew that she had her girlfriend wrapped right around her finger.
Rising to her feet, Miyuki appeared as if she was about to accept that offer, given just how intense her stare was. She was focused on those colossal tits, but she simply took a deep breath and proclaimed, “Maybe another time, Airi. Your movie’s finished, so it’s my turn to put something on.”
Sticking out her tongue, Airi had hoped that her girlfriend would give in to temptation, that she would lose all control and pounce on her right then and there. She was a little disappointed, sure, but it only reaffirmed her desire to push the boundaries, to test the limit of her partner’s patience before she finally snapped.
Settling back down onto the couch as she put on a normal movie that didn’t contain any sex whatsoever, Miyuki was surprised to find Airi following behind her, clinging to her side and pressing those massive breasts up against her arm. They were soft and heavy, yet she tried not to pay it any mind as she focused on the television.
For the entirety of the movie, Airi kept tracing circles around the futanari’s crotch with her fingers, purposefully stimulating the bulge that was straining the pair of tights. Ever so often, she would whisper something inappropriate, how they could sneak off to the bathroom and fool around like they were at the theatre.
The remarks and skinship were getting to Miyuki despite her best efforts to remain resolute, and by the time the couple in the movie finally kissed, she rose to her feet without so much as a word. She couldn’t endure the brat’s teasing any longer, not after putting up with it for several hours on end now.
“That does it! I’ve had it up to here with your shenanigans, Airi!” Miyuki yelled as she reached down and tore off both her tights and her panties, revealing her throbbing, aching erection to her girlfriend. Precum was dripping from the red tip, and countless pulsating veins were running along the length of the shaft, only further proving how horny she was.
Delighted to see the futanari’s erratic behaviour, Airi simply leaned forward on the couch, her feet not even touching the ground. Content with the situation, she smirked and remarked, “I’m glad to see you’ve changed your mind, Miyuki. I had a feeling that you weren’t serious about not having sex today.”
“Don’t act like you’re so innocent, you mesugaki. We’re doing it, right here, right now,” Miyuki retorted as she stared down at the shortstack, her own lust clouding her judgement as she needed some form of relief right this instant. She was normally sensible about these kinds of things, but she had reached her breaking point thanks to the insistent teasing, and she couldn’t even think of moving to the bedroom.
Giggling to herself with glee, Airi hopped up from her seat on the couch, smirking mischievously as she had anticipated this all along. She wouldn’t admit it, but she had planned for this to happen from the beginning. Making her girlfriend watch a porno was just one of the steps in her grand plan, and she was pleased that everything had worked out in the end.
“Go on. You wanted to know how I squeezed myself into this top, didn’t you? Take it off for me, Miyuki,” the words rolled off of Airi’s tongue as she offered the pent up futanari the chance to remove the painfully tight crop top for her. She could do it herself, but where was the fun in that?
Grabbing the hem of the white crop top, Miyuki had to exert herself far more than she anticipated as she pulled it up. The sound of the fabric tearing sent a shiver down her spine, and it wasn’t long before she realised what she had just done. Her gift that she had bought for the short girl all those weeks ago was now ruined.
“Aww. Why did you have to go and tear it, Miyuki? I really like this top, you know! Well, you’ll just have to buy me a new one,” Airi pouted for a brief moment, only to grin as she couldn’t hide her intentions any longer. This was all part of her scheme, as she had struggled to stuff her massive mammaries into the crop top without tearing it.
Seeing those soft, smooth globes of flesh on display made Miyuki’s cock throb with approval. Each one of them could be used as a pillow, and it reminded her of how the shortstack couldn’t even sit at a desk without having her vision obscured by her own chest. She felt like she needed to be smothered in those impossibly large breasts.
Almost as if she could read minds, Airi giggled to herself before grabbing her girlfriend’s hand and guiding her towards the couch. Gently pushing her down, she was rather pleased to see the lack of resistance, only confirming that she could do whatever she desired. And she was going to make the most of this opportunity.
“You love my tits, don’t you, Miyuki? You’re always staring at them, even when we’re at college. I could give you a titfuck while standing, you know? I don’t even have to bend down in order to swallow that huge dick of yours in my cleavage,” Airi announced with a troublesome smile on her face, pointing out just how observant she really was.
Spreading the futanari’s legs, Airi didn’t even have to slouch down as she cupped the sides of her gargantuan breasts and separated them. It took her a second, but she smacked them back together without so much as a warning, making her girlfriend’s erection vanish between the soft, voluptuous valley.
Groaning as she gripped the couch cushions, Miyuki could never forget the overwhelming, suffocating feeling of having her cock buried between the shortstack’s massive tits. It was addictive, and it never ceased to amaze her how her cockhead was incapable of sticking out through the impossibly large cleavage.
“Come on, Miyuki. Admit that you were a fool to even think of suggesting that we don’t have sex. If you do, then maybe I’ll milk that huge dick of yours dry~!” Airi spurred her partner on, wanting to hear her admit defeat above all else. Sure, she was craving a good pounding, but nothing was more satisfying than being proven right.
Craving relief, it pained Miyuki to do it, but she knew that she wouldn’t get what she wanted without tossing aside her own pride. Clenching her eyes shut, she shamelessly proclaimed, “F-Fine! You were right, Airi. The two of us trying to have a normal date was stupid of me to even think about. Your body was made for sex, and I need you so badly!”
“Hehe. You’re such a pervert, Miyuki~! I suppose it’s my responsibility to take care of you, huh~?” Airi giggled to herself before placing her palms on the sides of her breasts, squeezing them together to create a vice grip on the huge penis trapped in her cleavage. With a playful wink, she began to move vigorously, her chest almost becoming a blur.
Groaning as the largest pair of tits imaginable began to smack against her crotch again and again, Miyuki couldn’t even form a single sentence as the only thing that left her mouth was unintelligible, erotic gibberish. The way the shortstack moved her tits in sync with one another was simply out of this world, especially considering how much they weighed.
“Maybe one day you’ll reach the other end of my cleavage, Miyuki~! You’re already halfway there! Who knows, maybe you’ll have a growth spurt like me~?” Airi teased her girlfriend, alternating between raising one of her hefty mammaries while dropping the other against the thick, firm pair of thighs.
It was no surprise that Airi had a size kink, that she was ecstatic with how gigantic her own breasts were. In her mind, bigger meant better, and she truly believed that she was the proud owner of the biggest pair of tits on the planet. She was content with her partner, as a foot long cock was nothing to scoff at.
“Come on, no need to hold back~! You know this won’t take a minute with my enormous tits~! Let lil’ Airi milk you dry, Miyuki~!” Airi spurred the futanari on as she was just brimming with confidence. She knew from experience that a minute was generous, and yet she loved that lustful, conflicted look on Miyuki’s face.
Miyuki was torn between just surrendering herself to the pleasure or trying to endure the otherworldly titfuck, but it was quickly becoming apparent that her opinion was irrelevant. Her cock was throbbing vigorously, and she was genuinely being milked dry by the shortstack who up until recently had no experience with paizuri.
Increasing the pressure and taking longer strokes, Airi could tell from her speechless girlfriend’s expression and reactions that she was about ready to lose it. Quickening her pace and slamming her breasts against those thick thighs, she had no intention of stopping, even if her cleavage was painted white.
Feeling like she was trapped in a vice, Miyuki bucked her hips and clenched her eyes shut, surrendering herself to the depraved pleasure of tarnishing the short girl’s bosom. Feeling like she was about to erupt, like she could actually feel semen travelling up her shaft, she hysterically cried out, “Y-You’re milking me, Airi!!”
“I can feel it~! Come on, Miyuki~! Knock my breasts up~!” Airi squealed with delight as a geyser of scorching hot semen erupted inside of her cleavage, the intensity alone sending shivers down her spine. She had a good idea as to how backed up the futanari was, and how there was so much jizz stuck in her cock that was trying to escape.
But Airi’s cheeky expression turned to pure shock as cum erupted from the valley of her cleavage, one hefty shot after another firing up into the air before splattering down on her chest and face. It was a first for her, as she had never so much as received a facial, let alone the top of her breasts sullied with baby batter.
It was like Miyuki’s love for her girlfriend was mixing together with her lustful desires to take form in the shape of her semen, as she was producing far more than what she thought possible. Her mind was blank, and yet she could see a white stream through her clouded eyes, and she knew that it belonged to her.
“H-How.. How did you do that, Miyuki?! I’ve never seen you cum so hard before! Was it because I milked you? Or maybe you were edging yourself before I interrupted you?” Airi was in disbelief as she tried to come up with some plausible reason as to why the futanari had managed to accomplish such a feat.
Her pride as the bustiest shortstack on the planet was at stake here, although it meant little given that she only cared for Miyuki. She prided herself at being the best, that no one could even come close to giving her a run for her money, and yet there was no denying that she had just been left speechless by that shocking cumshot.
Taking a step back, Airi could hardly comprehend that her enormous tits were plastered in semen. She could feel the hot goo residing inside of her cleavage, and while it did send a shiver down her spine, she felt the need to make it clear that she was amazing, that her growth spurt had placed her in a league of her own.
“You’re still hard, huh~? I guess I didn’t squeeze you dry then. Consider yourself lucky, Miyuki. For today only, I’m going to let you fuck me raw!” Airi proudly announced as she regained her composure, acting like a cocky little brat who was in complete control of the situation. Normally they used protection, but she was making an exception for once.
Pulling her hotpants down her short legs, Airi straddled the breathless futanari’s lap, grinding the sticky cockhead against the mound of her hairless pussy. Being so short meant that it was quite difficult for her to welcome a foot long guest inside of her all at once, but that wasn’t about to deter her from trying as she took the plunge.
With the shortstack riding her, Miyuki placed one of her hands on her fat ass while the other found its home on one of those massive mammaries. Feeling the tight walls parting as she reached deeper and deeper inside of the gushing wet cunt, she moaned out, “Mmm! You’re even tighter than usual, Airi!”
Lifting her hips up, Airi slammed back down against her girlfriend’s crotch, letting out a high pitched squeal as the huge cock bashed against the entrance to her womb. The feeling of raw skin on skin was making her melt, and yet that didn’t stop her from continuing to take the lead and maintain a steady, vigorous pace.
“H-How does it feel, Miyuki~? Do you see how much of a fool you were to suggest that we don’t have sex? Hehe. I love that lewd look on your face. It’s like you’re addicted to me~!” Airi giggled to herself as she stared lovingly into the futanari’s eyes, unable to bring herself to admit just how badly she needed this.
A whole day without sex was like torture for the shortstack, and she was pleased that she didn’t have to initiate it. Sure, she had pushed Miyuki to her breaking point and teased her like the insufferable brat that she was, but she could still proudly state that she didn’t demand that they made love.
“Y-You brat! You don’t know just how horny you make me! Nngh! That fat ass of yours! Those giant tits! F-Fuck..!” Miyuki shamelessly swore as she blurted out the aspects of her girlfriend that drove her mad with lust, a twisted sense of relief coursing through her body as she admitted how pent up she was.
Giggling to herself with glee, Airi worked up a sweat as she expertly rode her partner’s cock like a seasoned professional, raising herself up until only the tip remained inside of her tight little cunt before plummeting back down, taking huge strokes that resulted in her cervix being ruthlessly pounded.
Losing all sense of time, Airi could feel her own climax creeping up on her, and she was hoping that they could time it so they drowned in euphoria together. Given that the huge dick inside of her was throbbing vigorously and frequently, she had a good idea that she wasn’t the only one about ready to explode.
“Cum for me, Miyuki. Shoot all of your cum inside of my womb and knock me up~!” Airi shouted as she drove her hips down one final time, her eyes rolling back into her head as she started to spasm. Her small body was twitching as lewd fluids gushed out of her pussy, spraying all over her lover’s crotch.
Groaning as she tightened her grip on the shortstack’s ass and tit, Miyuki thrust upwards and let out a deep moan, letting the current sweep her away as she surrendered herself to the pleasure. Her mind was a spinning, blurry mess as she cried out, “G-Get pregnant for me, you mesugaki!!”
Her ejaculation put her previous one to shame, as the sheer volume erupting from Miyuki’s cock was out of this world. She was putting porn stars to shame as each spurt was enough to fill a condom up like a water balloon, but instead of it being caught by rubber, it was all shooting directly into the brat’s unprotected womb.
Squealing as the world around her began to spin, Airi could actually feel the ludicrous amount of semen pouring inside of her, how her baby chamber was quickly being filled up. She thought that there was no way anymore would fit inside of her, but she was in for a rude awakening as her small body worked its magic.
With Miyuki’s cock acting like a plug, not a single ounce of jizz was allowed to escape from Airi’s womb, ensuring that fertilisation was almost guaranteed. Her belly was starting to protrude outwards in a round shape, making her look as if she had a baby bump, but the cause of it was the futanari’s abundant seed.
It was her first time experiencing what it was like to be inflated with cum, and while it wasn’t as drastic as the kind of porn she had viewed online, Airi had to admit that she was now addicted to the feeling of being filled beyond her limits. A part of her wanted to test just how far they could go, and an idea popped into her head as she smirked.
“Come on, Miyuki~! I know you’re not satisfied after two loads! Let’s keep going!”
Cuddling together naked on the couch, Miyuki and Airi were covered in sweat after their intense workout. For several hours, they mated like animals in heat all throughout the futanari’s living room, using the couch and even the coffee table to suit their needs. Semen was plastered all over the floor and walls, and there was even some stuck to the roof.
The room was stuffy, the smell of sex and jizz almost intoxicating, and yet neither of the two seemed to pay it any mind, almost as if they had long since grown accustomed to it. Their clothes were littered across the floor, and they were staring at the television, their hands freely exploring one another’s body.
Being given the choice to pick what they watched, Airi had chosen an intense, carnal porno consisting of a futanari who could fuck for hours on end without so much as breaking a sweat. She had a feeling that it was edited, as there was no way anyone could go at it for such an extended period of time without feeling exhausted.
Jerking her girlfriend off with one hand, Airi wore a mischievous grin on her face as she turned to look her in the eye before confessing, “You know, seeing you lose all control like that was hot, Miyuki. I can’t believe you actually tore your tights off! Like really? Were you that horny that you could barely think straight?”
“I-I don’t know what you’re talking about! B-Besides, you made me do it with all of your teasing, you cheeky little brat!” Miyuki retorted, blushing profusely as she tried to pin the blame on the shortstack. Of course, she was only deflecting it, as she couldn’t deny that she had given in to temptation and made today’s date just another marathon of sex, even if it was undoubtedly the best.
Giggling to herself, Airi reached down with her unoccupied hand to stroke her swollen, round belly, appreciating the fact that she looked several months pregnant and that she got to experience what it was like to be inflated with cum. Smirking, she blurted out, “Maybe I’ll just have to do this more often, huh~?”
Miyuki was silent as she couldn’t find the words to refute such a suggestion, let alone dissuade her girlfriend from doing it. She felt trepidation coursing through her body as she gave it some thought, along with excitement as she imagined what it would be like to have such fulfilling sex on a regular basis.
Gulping, Miyuki hung her head in shame as she mumbled quietly under her breath, “Please do..”