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My Tits are Down Here, Junko to Makoto.

How DARES that pipsqueak to look at her eyes and listen to what she's saying instead of looking at her amazing tits? He needs to be taught a lesson.

Warning: extremely lewd content below

(An additional warning, as this is my first time trying what most consider to be "mind-break")

“What do you say?”

“I-im sorry.”

“Good boy.” Junko was furious. She was going about her day as normal, being the sexiest bitch in the room, until a certain little lucky prick decided to ruin her day. They were just having a normal conversation (about Junko's plans to achieve world domination) when all of a sudden the herbivore began to blush. He got really nervous and started to stutter over his words. When Junko's asked what was wrong, that's when he said it.

“Y-you just have really pretty eyes!”

Eyes?

Her fucking eyes?

She would understand if it was, let's say her massive fuckin tits. Or maybe her dumptruck of an ass. She wouldn't even have judged if he was a thigh or back man. But eyes? When her boobs were always in his face due to the height difference? Immediately enraged, Junko grabbed Makoto by the hoodie and dragged him off to her room. There was only one way to fix this horrible disservice to her sexy tits.

And that was to jerk him off to pictures of her boobs until he came all his goddamn brain cells out.

“Ngggh~.” Makoto moaned as he orgasmed again on another fashion magazine cover. Recently, she decided to start taking more “risque” photoshoots, and they seemed to be exactly the luckster’s fetish. He bit into Junko's neck to surprise his bitchy moans, breathing heavily as he recovered from yet another load being milked out of him by Junko. The fashionista removed her hand from his shaft and began licking her fingers clean, savoring the taste of his cum.

“Now what's your favorite part of me?”

“B-boobs.” Makoto stuttered, struggling to complete a full word. Junko smiled as her new boy toy before giving him a fresh peck on the lips. She was going to have so much fun with him.

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“And then I was like, ‘Anal? On a first date?’ but he was like totally convinced that- hey Makoto, you okay?” Sayaka waved her hand in front of her best friend's face.

“O-oh, yeah, totally.” Makoto responded dumbly, not taking his eyes off her chest.

“You sure? You haven't been yourself for the past few days.”

“I-i’m fine. I've just been spending time with m- I mean Junko recently.”

Sayaka's face showed a tiny hint of jealousy, before returning to normal once again. “Okay, so anyways, he was such a massive dick, funny considering…”

Sayaka trailed off continuing her story, and Makoto continued to not listen and stare at her titties. Junko snickered from afar. Perhaps she went a bit overboard with her “fixing” of Makoto? Oh well, if anything, this just made him so much more fun to play with~

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So, we all know our dear lucky boy isn't exactly the tallest of students. In fact, his height make it so shameless girls like Junko use his head as a shelf to rest her heavy breasts on. How does he reacts to this?

Warning: lewd content below

"J-junko." Makoto meekly protests the blonde's treatment of him. He wasn't the tallest of students, clocking in at a very unimpressive 5 foot 3 (which he claims is the average height for Japanese boys his age). As such, he's been victim to a multitude of teasing for it. Like being dunked on in basketball games, having his items held above him out of his reach, or being teased by girls for having an abnormally large dick compared to his size. Y'know, average teasing every short boy experiences. However there was always one girl who knew how to go above and beyond with her teasing.

"Yes? Something the matter, shorty?" Junko replied innocently. To most students it would seem like there were normal students just studiying together in the library, but the lucky boy was aware Junko knew just how to push all the right buttons when it came to Makoto's height. She rarely referred to him by his name, normally a degrading nickname. She often decided things by order of height, leaving him dead last ever since Chihiro's growth spurt. She frequently took advantage of the fact he couldn't reach high up places by placing things he needed on the top shelf. And when he stood on a stool to reach them, she pantsed him! Even in front of others! Which always led to very awkward conversations with anyone who sees, or another situation like that one in the rec room. Makoto shudders; he still gets dreams about that night.

"It's uhm." Makoto looks down. "It's what's in my head." Makoto addressed the elephant in the room, Junko's elephant sized jugs resting ontop of his head!

"Oh c'mon short stuff, don't ya realize how much big titties hurt a gals back? Can't I rest them for a second?"

"It's been ten minutes!"

"Aww, so you've been keeping track?" Junko smirked evily as Makoto's face exploded into an cacophony of red. "Fine fine, if you insist tiny, I'll move my boobs."

"T-thank you." Makoto sighed in relief, his face returning to its natural color. That was until he saw where Junko moved her chest too. Instead of on top of his head, it was right in front of it! Makoto's face redened again, this time from begin mere inches away from motorboating Junko. Makoto backed up, but Junko kept pace with him until the lucky student's back was literally against the wall.

"Geez, it's just soooo hoooot." Junko stretched out each vowel as she played with her tie. Then suddenly, her boobs popped out from beneath her bra. "Much better~." All pretences were dropped as Junko's boobs were literally suffocating Makoto, not that the shorter boy seemed to mind. He began shaking his head while in her cleavage, motorboating her massive knockers.

"Good boy~. Now do me one better short stack, and pull out that-"

"AHEM."

Both Makoto and Junko froze in place, both remembering that there was in fact other people within the school library. Watching them. The whole time.

"Meet me in my room in 5?"

"Y-yes please."