Tenka's Disregard for Privacy

Series: Chained Soldier

Characters: Tenka Izumo, Yuki Wakura

Contains: Fat woman, lewd themes, belly play

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Yuki Wakura was exhausted. Not only had he trained all day, but he also had to find time to clean the dorm and cook breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Now more than ever, he was thankful to his sister for drilling all these home skills into him.

And it was all pretty worth it considering he got to fight with the Mato Defense Force. 

Regardless, Yuki needed to rest. He would have to do it all again tomorrow. There could be an emergency any second, too. That’s why he closed his eyes the second he touched his mattress. He was asleep within seconds…

That’s why he failed to notice the portal open above his head. Not merely a hole in the ceiling, but a portal to an entirely different place. Two feet slowly slipped past. Thick ankles followed, bringing with them meaty calves and broad knees. Thighs thickened drastically, each just slightly wider than Yuki’s chest. 

No more of the mysterious body could enter, though. The legs kicked gently to no avail. What rested on the other side of the portal was much too wide to slip through. 

The legs slowly retracted, but the portal remained. The head of Tenka Izumo looked through, smiling at the sleeping Yuki. “I misjudged the size again,” She murmured and shrugged. “My training isn’t keeping up with my waistline, is it, Yuki?~” 

Tenka continued to stare. She had her head propped in her hands. Pudgy fingers sank gently into her plush cheek, which was further creased by a small smile. “Perhaps you’re partially to blame? Every time I visit, you make me delicious food, and when I’m away, I eat my emotions away. I’ll make sure to have you pay me back~”

Yuki stirred slightly. He could sense light through his closed eyes, and he swore he heard someone. One eye slowly creaked open only to split wide in surprise. Yuki saw a mass of belly fat plummet toward him. He tried to take in all the details in a short time. Plush love handles sloped into a smooth belly. It hung to the middle of plush thighs, a flabby apron that wasn’t quite wide enough to fully eclipse them. The pale flesh rushed closer before it slammed into Yuki’s face. 

“OOF!” Yuki exclaimed as he was suddenly assailed with oppressive weight and softness. His head was entirely buried, and he failed to hear the agonized creaks of his bed. His arms were partially free, but only enough to grab at the mass atop him. Fingers sank into the marshmallow-like softness of the love handles he saw. ‘Why does this feel familiar?’ He thought and squeezed inquisitively. Each squeeze caused the figure to rub and press against him.

It was obviously a person. Only their identity was a mystery to Yuki. His room was often subject to nocturnal invasion. Thus, he gripped fat firmly, planted his feet, and pushed his body up. 

Yuki got his head out from under the belly that dropped on him, but now it was sandwiched between supple breasts twice the size of his head. He squinted in the dark and made out lime-colored hair and blue eyes. “Tenka?” Of all the options, this was the least surprising. Tenka snuck into Yuki’s room almost once a week. 

“Hello” Tenka scooted back. Her arms snaked around herself and grasped Yuki by his shoulders. She easily pulled him up, leaving his legs under her bulk. Now she could more easily hug the young man, pushing him deep into her cleavage and belly. “I heard you had been working hard lately, so I wanted to come by and reward you” She leaned in and kissed Yuki. It was second nature for her. She had always been quick to steal a kiss, and Yuki was often too bashful to see it coming. 

The kiss had left Yuki flustered. This allowed Tenka to run her hands along his back. “Oh my, you’ve been training so hard~ Did you do your best for me?” Tenka asked teasingly. “I wouldn’t call what I’ve done training, but you can enjoy the fruits of my labor.” Without delay, she pulled her shirt off. Her breasts were gently pulled with the garment, but they popped free atop her belly. A strained bra still covered them, but the malleable mammaries rolled over the cups and bulged around the straps. 

Yuki gulped and tried to glance at his door. His view was blocked by Tenka’s bust. Her hand had returned to the back of his head, so he couldn’t lean back either. “Tenka, Kyouka won’t be happy with you sneaking in!” He whispered.

Tenka giggled. “Kyouka would be jealous, and I bet she’d try and rush me off.” Tenka tilted Yuki’s head back. “But the risk of that makes this more fun.” She leaned in and kissed Yuki deeply. First, she pressed her tongue into his mouth, then she nibbled on his lower lip as she pulled back. “Don’t lie~ I feel your heart beating. Don’t you want to have just a little fun?”

Yuki was a young man. He had desires. They were fulfilled rather often, given the conditions of Kyouka’s ability. With Kyouka’s ability bestowed by the mysterious fruit in Mato, she could bind Yuki to her will. This caused him to transform and fight alongside her, but he was always owed a reward proportional to his efforts. More often than not, they were hormone-addled coddling and physical affection. 

Tenka was always willing and eager to do those things with Yuki. There was no need for compensation or effort. She did it all out of pure love. 

Yuki didn’t say anything. His hands slid back on Tenka’s love handles. He felt them grow thicker further back, but he didn’t stop. His hands slid further and further until he groped at Tenka’s butt. She twitched in either surprise or pleasure, but she didn’t say anything. Yuki swallowed hard and let his hands roam freely. He wanted to explore and feel what was blocked from view. 

It was obvious Tenka’s butt was sizable. It buried Yuki’s lap and rolled to his knees. The shape was full and round. The curves melded against his hands, filling them with warmth and softness. The fingers of one hand crept higher, while the others slipped lower. ‘It just keeps going…’ He thought as it took multiple seconds for his fingers to find the end of these curves. This was where Tenka’s upper butt curved into her back, touching a sizable fat roll, and where the bottom of the cheeks pressed against his legs and the mattress. Through all of it, he felt lacy panties and smooth skin. 

Tenka looked down at Yuki with a knowing smile. “Oh, Yuki~” She rested her soft chin atop his head. “You just love to act bashful, but you get plenty of attention from the ladies.” She teased and played with his hair. 

Yuki laughed nervously. “You have a point. I guess this is just sudden, is all.” 

“Doesn’t that make it more fun?” Tenka asked and shifted. She leaned her weight forward. Yuki was strong, but his position gave him no leverage. His hands were still wrapped around Tenka’s butt, and his core was no match for the rounded belly pressed to it.

Yuki’s head hit the pillow. Its softness was nothing compared to Tenka's. Even his mattress was unworthy of the word comfortable when Tenka was present. 

Heaving breasts, dappled with sweat, pressed against Yuki’s upper chest, over his neck, and against his chin. Despite that, Tenka’s face was directly in front of him. The rising volume of the voluptuous mounds was because of how firmly Tenka pushed them against him. 

“Yuki~” Tenka asked, tilting her head to gently blow on Yuki’s neck. She got a kick out of how he twitched. With his body buried beneath her, he could do no more but squirm. Those movements then sent jiggles through her frame.

“Y-yeah?” Yuki asked with a voice shakier than he wanted.

Tenka put her lips next to Yuki’s ear. “I’ve got a lot more to grab~”

Those words lit a fire under Yuki. He was still anxious, but the same confidence that caused him to grope Tenka’s ass returned. His hands moved up her back. They catalogued every roll and curve of back fat, expertly feeling them. He rolled his fingers along each curve, dipped between folds, and boldly squeezed them. 

This prompted Tenka to arch her back, dragging her chest higher. This caused her breasts to drag free from her bra. Now, Yuki had Tenka’s fully exposed breasts in his face. He turned his head toward one and nibbled gently. It was as soft as mochi, but he remembered they were delicate. That was why he very gently nibbled. 

The new sensation caused Tenka to drag more of her bulk across Yuki. Doughy belly fat rubbed against toned abs. Her hips occasionally twitched, sending waves of jiggles through the sizable cheeks. Tenka’s breath hitched, and she bit her lower lip. When she could bear it no longer, she lunged back down and seized Yuki’s lips. This kiss was much more ravenous than the earlier ones. Yuki struggled to keep up as Tenka lashed his tongue with hers.

After a solid minute, they separated. Yuki tried to gasp for air, but it was bashed out of his lungs. Tenka had started to move again. She sat up and straddled Yuki’s waist. She wiggled and shifted her hips back and forth over Yuki’s lower body. She let her belly splay across it, but it only reached his upper chest. She made sure he had full use of his arms.

Tenka’s look was telling. It practically screamed You played with my butt already, now do my belly~

So, Yuki did just that. He reached up and squeezed. First, the sides. He traced the line from the love handles to the lower belly. Then he pushed his hands across the surface. This wide movement took his palms from lower belly, over her belly button, higher and higher until his fingers tucked under Tenka’s bare breasts and her upper belly’s curve. 

This was when Tenka placed her hands over Yuki’s. She looked down at him, smiled wider, and pressed his hands down. Fat overwhelmed Yuki’s hands in a mere second. It bulged between his fingers and around his palms, flowing almost ceaselessly. Tenka’s butt had been firmer, her breasts purely soft, but her belly was that perfect middle. Not so delicate that it needed to be handled gently, like when he nibbled on her chest, but it offered an almost as soft experience when he was rough, like with her butt cheeks. 

Yuki was immediately enthralled. Not only did he press his hands deeper, but he squeezed. He wobbled Tenka’s belly and was awed at how it jiggled. He felt it bounce and roll against him, impacting him like waves. He was so enveloped by Tenka’s stomach that he failed to hear approaching footsteps.

The door flung open…and Kyouka Uzen stood in the opening. “Tenka, I expected as much from you,” She looked down at Yuki, his eyes wide in surprise. “But you? Clearly, I didn’t work you hard enough today. Fine, I’ll double your load tomorrow.”

Tenka giggled and placed a hand on Yuki’s shoulder. This coaxed him back into the mattress. “Kyouka, you’re being much too harsh. Yuki is a good boy who earned a reward…I think you should know that more than anyone” These words were light and teasing, but Tenka said them in a lower tone. That elevated them to a taunt and made Kyouka clench her teeth. Despite that, Tenka continued. “Why not join us? I’m certain I can make room” 

Yuki glanced back and forth between Tenka and Kyouka. He felt his anxiety spike when Kyouka entered his room and closed the door.

There would be no rest for him tonight…

THE END