AM N. NOT.(っ－＿－)っ♤♤DRAFT♤♤
"I'm jealous of the rain~
That drops upon your skin~
It's closer than my hands have been~
Oh, I'm jealous of the rain~"
In the kitchen, Maki sang in his soothing baritone as he moved with precision while cooking. His Sharingan intensely gazed at the fried chicken submerged in the hot oil.
His hyperfocus kicked in once again.
Everything outside his line of sight became obscure. Only his target remained in focus.
Yet he continued singing like a professional vocalist. His voice became even more soothing and beautiful, every note flowing naturally from his mouth.
Wait for the right timing. Patience is the key, Maki whispered to himself.
As the fish wasted his time cooking dinner, back at UA Academy, inside Nemuri's office, Nemuri had finally finished reading the contract and signed her name as Maki's guardian. All that remained was Maki's own signature.
The hot, curvy Mabui was still in the office as she explained a few extra details, along with the pros and cons, to Nemuri.
As for the sexy Mei, she had already left to catch up with her own class. After making herself a cup of tea, she exited Nemuri's office, swaying her hips while taking a sip from the pink mug in her hand.
Before leaving, however, she shot Nemuri a fierce glance before slowly rolling her beautiful eyes.
If her eyes could speak, they would definitely say, "Duh."
...Which was, of course, a stupid metaphor.
Mabui and Nemuri watched Mei's wide hips sway as she walked out of the office.
"Sometimes I want to spank that ass of hers," Nemuri chuckled at the sight of Mei's bunda.
"Mine is bigger," Mabui muttered as she inspected the roundness of Mei's butt. Her hand unconsciously moved to her own plump rear, as if trying to verify whether her calculations were correct.
"Hey, Mabui-chan, I heard your cousin is also a student this year, and she's in Class A?" Stepmom Nemuri asked as she placed the file back into the folder.
"Ah, yes. She's in Class A. I initially thought she'd end up in Class B, but who would've thought her strength had improved so much since the last time we met?" the curvy Mabui replied as she tugged down her short skirt to cover more of her thighs.
"What luck. If your girl were in my class, I'd definitely introduce her to my baby," Nemuri implied, revealing the real reason she had brought up the subject.
Mabui turned toward Nemuri.
"Nemuri, judging by how you're acting... it seems you're not being possessive anymore. Before, I'm sure you would've kept your boy toy——all to yourself."
"Fufufu~ Not anymore. I realized something," Nemuri mysteriously replied, covering her mouth to hide her maniacal smile.
Suddenly, Mabui asked something that would greatly affect her life in the near future. Had she never asked this question, her body wouldn't end up trembling, her legs wouldn't feel weak, and she wouldn't become powerless every time the horse pounded her.
Here's what the tanned beauty asked.
"Nemuri... I've been thinking about something. I want to swim and join your aquarium. I'm quite curious about your step son."
Little did she know...
Those words would lead her into a pit of no return.
Nemuri raised an eyebrow. She knew her friend was straightforward, but this was new. The double meaning behind Mabui's request was easily deciphered by Nemuri's lustful mind.
"Oh, my Mabui-chan. If you're willing to dive in, then I promise you... you won't regret it. The caretaker of the aquarium is a very, very big so big ~ahh~a-and his a good boy," Nemuri said with a grin and a Moan.
Curvy Mabui remained silent for a moment. She straightened her back, and as she corrected her posture, her massive, round breasts naturally followed suit.
If sound effects existed in real life, Mabui's massive oppai would make this beautiful rhythm.
Boing... boing... boing... boing...
[N/A: What does the oppai say? Boing... boing... boing... boing...?]
[Miss Camera Woman: That's legit. I heard that in one of those fan-service anime.]
[N/A: You mean a hentai, right?]
[Miss Camera Woman: U-What's a hentai?]
[N/A: Yeah, yeah... same energy as asking what one plus one is.]
After Mabui's oppai stopped bouncing, she looked at Nemuri. A faint smile appeared on her lips before she replied,
"Then I won't be polite."
It was a short answer coming from the stoic secretary of a prestigious academy, but it was enough to show just how eager Mommy Mabui was to join the fun.
"That's a good choice, Mabui-chan. From today onward, we're sisters," Nemuri declared excitedly as she clasped her hands.
"Sisters, huh...? I'd actually prefer it if your big boy called me Aunt," Mabui firmly replied.
"Aunt? Mabui-chan, are you into some incest-type roleplay?" Nemuri asked, adding more wood to the fire.
"Incest? I'm not like you. There's no 'stepson fucking his aunt' skit here. It would just feel odd being called 'sister,' especially if your stepson called me that."
"Fufufu~ I don't buy it, Mabui-chan. Don't worry. When the time comes, let's fulfill that skit. Why not add a 'stepson fucking his stepmom and his aunt' scenario too? Wouldn't that be fun?" Nemuri provocatively asked as she studied Mabui's stoic expression for any reaction.
"You really have an R-rated imagination, don't you, Nemuri..."
"Fufufu~ If only you knew, Aunt Mabui," Nemuri teased.
For the first time, Mabui smirked.
"Oh, I forgot to tell you. Due to your stepson's abnormal case, I was assigned as his personal secretary. I'll be taking care of his schedule."
"Oh? That's why you're being so proactive. Looks like my baby is going to get a taste of some delicious chocolate."
Nemuri licked her lips as her eyes slowly scanned Mabui's curvaceous body.
AM N. NOT.(っ－＿－)っ♤♤DRAFT♤♤