Chapter 2

I was more aware of the second journey we shared today than I was of the first one. Before, I didn’t realize just how soft her small hand felt inside my thin and bony one. Captivated by the way her soft body jiggled and bounced with every step we made, I kept glancing at her... Especially on her bosom! You wouldn’t believe how hard I was trying not to look down her shirt, but it turned out to be an utterly impossible task. The fact that her breasts were spilling out of her scandalously revealing tank top didn’t help the matter in the slightest. I swallowed heavily and closed my eyes for a second, trying to focus on how mean she was and how badly she treated me. I wanted to be mad at her, but the tightness in my pants told me, the feelings she awoke in me were quite far from resentment. Only now I noticed her scent, which I couldn’t quite identify... I really enjoyed the smell though and it made me drawn to her even more.

How did it happen that I was walking hand in hand with an insanely hot girl?! What do I do now? I thought, nervous that I would somehow screw up everything. I didn’t have any experience I could rely on... I mean, I’ve played a couple of dating simulators before, but none could prepare me for what I was supposed to do in this situation. My mind started to wander once again, picturing all the romantic scenarios I could think of. Unfortunately, my imagination was quite limited in this regard and all I could think of was going to a cinema, or sitting together on a bench in the park... Uh, I’m so lame! I turned my head and looked at my wobbling companion. Who am I kidding? How could this gorgeous tomboy ever settle for a pathetic wimp like me? I let out a quiet sigh. It won’t ever happen. I thought, readying myself for the future disappointment. She must have seen something in me though! Why would she choose me of all people if she didn’t?! Maybe there is a chance after all!

I slid my key into the lock and turned it quickly. The two loud clicks told me the door was locked and nobody was home. Figures! The one time I bring a girl home, nobody’s there to see it. To be fair, my parents didn’t really give me a hard time about not having a girlfriend, my brother however was less merciful, teasing me constantly. If only he was here to see me with a fertility goddess walking by my side... His jaw would certainly hit the floor!

I opened the door that led to my room and regretted it immediately. I never felt too bad about my taste and interests, until this very moment. Chris’ eyes sparkled as if she just hit the jackpot and started to mock me right away. “Dude, do you really have an entire bookshelf filled with nothing but manga and comic books? For real?! And what about those action figures? Are you twelve?” She asked before bending a little to get a better look at my collection, making her bottom that much more prominent. Red faced and in shame, I found myself staring at my companion once again, absolutely fascinated by yet another part of her plump body. God, this is so embarrassing. I wasn’t sure what I was more embarrassed about, if it was that it was clear beyond any reasonable doubt what a nerd I really was, or whether it was the fact I couldn’t tear my eyes from Chris’ round booty, that was straining her shorts to their limit. Is there really no safe place to look at?!

“Oh, cool! You have a sword!” Chris exclaimed, immediately taking the sword down from the wall, where it hung. “Maybe you’re not as hopeless as I thought.”
“That’s Andúril.”
Chris slowly turned around and gave me an incredulous look. “Did you really name your sword?”
“N-no... it’s Aragorn’s sword from The Lord of the Rings. Well, after it was reforged for him.”
Chris shook her head and put the sword back. “You’re such a nerd.” She sighed. “Forget I said anything, you’re clearly lost.”

Chris looked at the poster of the incredibly busty protagonist of The Cursed Lightbringer, Sanashi Misaki, whose outfit I was trying to recreate. She just shrugged, causing her massive bosom to quiver and went to find another thing she could make fun of. It was quite amazing to see my favorite character, who was well-known for her breasts size, being overshadowed by a real person. And Chris was noticeably bigger than Misaki!
“Of course, a stack of video games couldn’t be missing! Dude, can you be more pathetic?” Chris said, while snooping around my desk. “And let me guess, if I open this drawer, I’ll find a lotion and a box of tissues!” She said, already pulling the drawer open.
“No, wait!” I yelped, my voice failing me once more.
“Is that what I think it is? Princess Harrara?!” Chris burst into laughter. “You’re such a baby!”
I didn’t think I could get any redder than I already was, but then Chris noticed the small pile of fabric lying on my chair.
“What’s that?” She asked, pointing at it.
“Th- uh... it’s... uh.” I took a deep breath to calm myself. Stalling never helps anything. “It’s a cosplay costume I’m working on.” I said at last, with my voice shaking. Chris blinked, processing the information. See? I told myself, honesty wor-
My train of thoughts was interrupted by Chris’ melodic laughter. As much as I hated being the butt of the joke, her laughter must have been the most beautiful sound I have ever heard.
“Dude, you’re such a weeb!” I could see the exact moment when the recognition clicked in her mind and she looked at Misaki’s poster and then back on the costume. She giggled and her eyes sparkled with mischief. “Oh, you're gonna look so very pretty!”
“I-it’s not for me!” I squeaked. “I- I’m going to send it to Sealiah.”
Chris looked at the costume, which was roughly the size of the original, with doubts written all over her face. “I hate to break it to you, pal, but Sealiah doesn’t have the tits to pull this off! She’s got barely Ds!”
“It’s not finished yet!” I almost shouted, surprising the both of us. Apparently, Chris’ calling Sealiah’s beautiful breasts by such a derogatory and vulgar word as ‘tits’ touched a nerve in me and made me temporarily capable of saying a full sentence.
“Geez, all right. Relax, man.”

I quickly took the unfinished costume off the chair, and pushed the now empty piece of furniture towards Chris, so she would be settled in one place with a lesser chance to find any more embarrassing stuff in my room. While Chris’ butt was less impressive than her humongous bosom, it was still large enough to fill the seat completely, with her hips touching the armrests on both sides. It took me only a couple of seconds to get the costume out of sight, but Chris still managed to pull out a chocolate bar from god knows where and started to munch on it in the meantime. She can’t be still hungry, can she? Her belly is almost as big as her boobs are already!
“Let’s start with math, ok?” I said, laying some school materials on the desk in front of her.

“T-That’s not correct, I’m afraid!” I said, shaking my head.
“I fucking hate math!” Chris shouted, throwing her pen away in a childlike tantrum. “I’m sick of this! I need a break!” She shouted again before she reached inside her cleavage and pulled out another chocolate bar.
So that’s where it came from! I rubbed my eyes, thinking. Chris’ problem is that she’s way more interested in stuffing her face, rather than in learning something! I watched as the chocolate bar slowly disappeared inside Chris’ mouth and then it hit me. Maybe we could use her gluttony for her benefit! “Wait here, I might have a way to motivate you.” I said, jumping to my feet and rushing out of the room.

I ran into the kitchen with the intention of taking every single piece of chocolate or candy there was. Luckily, with Halloween being right around the corner, it was the ideal time for that. Even I was shocked by just how much chocolate there was, rivaling the pile of burgers Chris ate for lunch in size! We were always well prepared for Halloween, ever since the fiasco that happened a couple of years back, when we ran out of candy and some crazed band of trick-or-treaters broke our window. Mom wouldn’t let it happen again and always made sure we were fully supplied. I took about a half of the massive pile of chocolate and filled the two largest bowls we had with it, taking them with me back to my room.

Chris was still sitting at the desk where I left her, flipping through Princess Harrara, the manga she made fun of before. To tell the truth, she looked bored to tears. Her eyes immediately gleamed when she saw what I carried, though. I sat down, making sure the bowls remained out of her reach. I took a deep breath, because this was going to be the hard part.
“G-give me all your chocolate bars.” I demanded.
“Like that’s gonna happen.” Chris grinned. “Besides, I already ate them all.” She claimed, but I didn’t believe her for a second.
“Listen, I-I'm going to reward you every time you get something right, but I need you to cooperate first.” I said, almost managing to keep my voice steady. Laugh all you want, for me it was huge!
Chris rolled her eyes. “Fine.” She said and started to pull a chocolate bar after chocolate bar from a seemingly endless supply inside her cleavage. “They were starting to melt anyway.”

“That’s correct!” I almost shouted, not believing my eyes.
“Yay!” Chris jumped in place with an uncharacteristic glee, causing a small earthquake on her voluminous chest. She reached out with her open hand to me. “Pay up, mate!”
I was more than happy to oblige. It was incredible how much more focused she seemed after the promise of a sweet reward.
“This might actually work.” Chris said before tossing a piece of candy into her mouth. “You’re pretty smart for a boy, you know that?” She added and I blushed. It was the first positive thing she ever said to me.

“I mean, you’ve got to the right answer in the end, so good job.” I said handing Chris yet another treat, already emptying the first bowl. It was quite obvious where all the chocolate ended up, her already bloated belly grew larger and now was even starting to surpass her giant breasts in prominence. “Your solution was very creative and original and I’ve never really noticed the connections you had to make to get there... You’re really smart! But you’re also ineffective.” I took her pen and started to put my neat handwriting next to her chaotic scribbles. “Your solution requires too much time, time you won’t have during an exam, and it also takes way too much effort and it’s much easier to make a mistake. What you should have done instead is this. You see how it all adds up nicely?” I was in my element. Unlike most people I really liked math, because it all made sense in the end.
“Yeah, that makes sense. How did I miss it?”
“Don’t worry about it, you just need a little more practice.”
“You’re really good at this, you know? Have you tutored anyone before?” Chris asked.
“Well... something like that.” I replied, letting out a sigh. Being suddenly hit by the lovely memory of the choice I had between putting my head into a urinal and doing somebody else's homework...
“Bullies, huh?” Chris said.
“Yep...” Now that we were making some progress with math, Chris seemed way nicer than before. But maybe that was just because I was the only one with the access to sweets.
“That sucks! What about this equation? How do you do that?” Chris changed the topic, pulling me out of my melancholy.
“Well that’s just a fancy looking quadratic equation and this one is really simple actually. The solutions are x=0 and x=2.”
“How did you do that so fast, you nerd?!” She asked, obviously impressed. It was the first time someone called me nerd, meaning it as a compliment.
“Well, I call it the ‘look and see’ method.” I chuckled, for once feeling good about myself. “I’ll show you what to look for.

“And that’s pretty much all you need to know about the fluid dynamics in motion. For the next exam at least.” I’m killing it! I thought, confident as never before. We moved away from math and started with physics as the next thing on our list of subjects.
“Cool!” Chris exclaimed, looking into the textbook. “But what about this question? Find an everyday example of fluid dynamics in motion?” She asked, pointing it out in my own copy of the textbook, leaning forward a bit, creating her own example inside of her small tank top..
“Errr...” I bit my tongue. Even with all the newly gained confidence, I was too cowardly to mention the two perfect examples bouncing on her chest. She can’t be that oblivious, can she? I was looking around me, desperately trying to find something else to point out, but my mind kept drifting back to her wonderful breasts. I could feel a drop of sweat going down on my back, while desperately looking around for some other examples of the phenomenon. At last, I was saved by a bag of gummy bears. “There!” I said taking a single gummy bear between my fingers. “It’s firm, but you can squish it like this!” I said, showing her by squeezing the little figure.
“Oh, okay!” Chris shrugged, somehow getting her hands on the rest of the bag, tossing a handful of gummies into her eager mouth.
I found it difficult to believe how quickly Chris was going through the sweet rewards. At this point we were down to about a half of a bowl remaining untouched. Wow! I thought she would be sick of the chocolate at this point, but she still wants more! I don’t think I could make her work if we ran out... Good thing there’s still more in the kitchen. I scratched my chin, watching Chris devour gummy bear after gummy bear. It’s just a matter of time before I’ll have to go for a refill.

With an overfilled bowl of treats in each hand I entered back into my room to find Chris dutifully working on the particularly difficult problem I gave her before going for the candy. She was bobbing from side to side unconsciously, focusing on the task at hand. Once more I was completely enthralled by what was happening inside her tight shirt. My mind started to drift away, imagining what it would be like to touch her breasts, to feel those massive orbs overflowing the insufficient palms of my hands.
Suddenly Chris brought me back to reality. “I’ve got it!” She shouted, throwing her arms into the air. I don’t think I have to tell you what the sudden motion caused her soft body to do. Getting weak at the knees I quickly got back to my place and placed a textbook into my lap, trying to hide the reaction of my body. God! I feel like such a creep!

I glanced through Chris’ solution and nodded to myself. She really is much smarter than I thought! I smiled and handed her the first treat from the ‘new batch’. Chris’ eyes glimmered and she tossed the candy in her mouth as soon as she got it out of its wrapper.
“Man,” she said with her mouth full, “this learning really pays off!”
I frowned. “What do you mean? You haven’t actually had the chance to use it yet.” I said, missing her point entirely.
Chris rolled her eyes. “I know that, genius... But look how big and full my belly is getting!” She grinned, patting her middle that was proudly filling her entire lap.
“I- uh.” I mumbled, speechless once again, fully taking in the sight of her midsection. Quite frankly, I have never seen anyone with a belly like this and... I couldn’t help but find it attractive! I wiped my eyes realizing I must have missed something Chris was saying, while I was lost in my thoughts.
“... be such a good idea! You could totally revolutionize the school system with this!” Chris said excitedly.
I shook my head. “I don’t think that would work.” I don’t think I know anyone else who could eat a couple of kilos of chocolate, and still not be sick of it... Besides, I’m not sure it’s a good idea to induce Pavlovian response as an improvement to the school system... I’m a bit worried that Chris might crave sweets after every exam from now on. I wanted to say something out loud, but Chris finally noticed how much more candy I brought back with me.
“Dude! Are you sure I can eat all that? I don’t want to get you into trouble.” Chris said, not losing the candy from her sight.
“Yeah, I’m sure it’ll be fine.” I said, waving away her concerns. Mom might disown me, but otherwise it’s completely fine!
“You won’t back out, right? You will let me eat all of it?” Chris asked, licking her lips with unabashed greed.
“Of course, I’ll let you eat all of it... But you’ll have to deserve it first!”
Chris grinned. “Bring it on, smartass!”