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Poke! Squish, Squish! Poke!
Hasumi sighs as she puts down the paper she is reading, feeling fingers and hands squishing not only her thick, stocking clad legs, but also her big butt. She looks down to notice Mob-chans 1 and 2 poking and squishing her bottom and exposed leg with curiousity in their expressions.
“Ichika...” Hasumi says. “Can you control your Mob-chans please? I’m trying to read this document and your juniors are up and about?”
“They’re just curious~” Ichika hops toward her comrades. She leans forward and puts her hands behind her back, flashing her pearly whites. “Besides, I let them do this to you. They were very, very curious, you see~?”
Mob-chans 1 and 2 keep exploring until they stare at Hasumi’s absolutely enormous chest. They hop up and down to try and squish them, but Hasumi won’t let them. Ichika giggles and walks over to pick both of them up to assist them. Mob-chans 1 and 2 give an excited squeal and reach their tiny hands out to touch Hasumi’s boobs. They blush at the feeling of these ginormous knockers. How in the world does she get them that big?
“They’re as big as Sensei-chan's right~?” Ichika says with a giggle.
Mob-chans 1 and 2 nod their heads and continue playing with Hasumi’s breasts until the bigger girl turns around. The Mob-chans pout and give an adorable whine.
“If your juniors are done, tell them to leave. Where are her sisters anyways?” Hasumi asks.
“They’ll be back from delivering a package~” Ichika says. “I sent them to assist you on the delivering service~”
“You what?” Hasumi quickly turns around toward the girl with the gyaru dialect. “Can your juniors really handle that kind of mission?”
“It’s just delivering a box~” Ichika says. “My other juniors were bored, so I let them play around with you~”
“Well...that’s enough,” Hasumi says. She then turns over toward Tsurugi and Mashiro, who are just standing there, watching. “How long have you guys been there?”
Tsurugi, who is usually a horror-type of girl during a fight, squeaks and shakes her head, waving her arms frantically. Her super shy side is showing outside of combat.
“We were curious, too,” Mashiro says. “Nothing personal.”
“Haaah...you guys, don’t you have better things to do?” Hasumi says.
“Yes~!” Ichika says. “Watching you and your fabulous figure~”
“Which reminds me,” Hasumi says. “I had two large puddings on my desk back at the office. Care to explain to me what happened to them?”
Tsurugi squeaks again, a crooked smile on her face. She shakes her head wildly and turns away. Hasumi walks toward the horror-type girl, leaning toward her with her extremely large melons jiggling at the movement.
“Well...?” Hasumi hisses, making Tsurugi whine preciously.
“It was...! It was....!” Tsurugi cries, her voice all soft and precious from her usual menacing one. “It looked so t-t-tasty, I w-w-w-wanted t-t-to try one! Y-y-y-you eat too much of those anyways...!”
“I can watch my diet just fine,” Hasumi says. “There’s nothing wrong with my body right now.”
Ichika chuckles, opening her beautiful eyes. “Eating so many sweets has gotten your body like this, though. It wouldn’t really surprise me if those have gotten to your breasts~”
“I sort of agree with Ichika here,” Mashiro says.
The Mob-chans raises their hands, wanting to feel Hasumi’s body again. Ichika chuckles and waves her hand while shaking her head, signaling them to let her rest for a while.
“Well...at least my chocolate cake is still in the fridge,” Hasumi says. “I was actually saving that for my afternoon snack.”
“EEP!” Tsurugi squeaks.
“Tsurugi?” Hasumi turns toward the super shy girl.
Tsurugi sweats profusely. There is no way of hiding this from her either. “I-I-I was o-only t-t-t-trying to h-h-help you...”
“As I said before, I can watch my own diet,” Hasumi says.
Ichika gives a nervous smile. “Well...it can’t be helped, right~?” She signals her Mob-chans to go and touch Hasumi again. Mob-chans 1 and 2 happily run over toward Hasumi to give her thick legs, tummy and her butt a good squeeze. “Maybe it is a good thing you are like this~”
“I have no problem with that,” Mashiro says with a small smile.
“G-g-great!” Tsurugi says. “A-a-a-all is water u-under the bridge?”
“For now,” Hasumi says. “Next time you try and steal my food again, you’ll feel the wrath of me. Trust me, I am WAY scarier than you.”
“N-no....!” Tsurugi whines preciously.
Ichika chuckles. “For a Justice Committe President, Tsurugi-chan is quite adorable~”
“Makes you wonder why she’s president in the first place,” Mashiro says.