Chapter 16 – Weight as Class President (2)
#015. Weight as class president (2).
“Hey, Ilo Pass!”
“Nice, Ryu!”
Tsuumi felt the curtains fluttering in her spring breeze tickling her own cheeks, but she was so absorbed in the scenery outside her window that she couldn’t feel the tickle.
Even though her white and slender neck was caught between the cracks in her window, her body just wanted to get a little closer to what she was looking at.
‘Ryu…You look happy…’
Tsuumi couldn’t get any closer because her I-cup breasts pressed against the wall, and Tsuumi felt sorry for her.
‘It’s grown again.’
She was the one who only ate sweet potatoes and vegetables in her daily diet. I don’t know where the hell she gets the nutrients to grow.
Her hands clenched tightly against her chest and trembled.
To her, these large breasts felt like a cancer that would kill itself by sucking up nutrients from other cells.
‘Ryu won’t like a vulgar body like this.’
Her eyes misted through her spectacles.
In fact, Ryu used to like women with explosive bodies like South American beauties like her.
However, this world is too vicious and lascivious.
It’s just believing and believing.
Tsuumi, ignorant of this fact, only hated her own body, which continued to be vulgar.
She also hated the jutting out of her buttocks, which had grown too big for her school chair before she knew it.
“Kyaaak, Ryu is cool! Amazing!”
“By the way, isn’t it okay that Takeshi next to me also looks a bit manly?”
“He is so stupid. Wake up haha.”
Tsuumi dances the samba, and the sight of Ryu driving her ball makes her blush.
‘It’s cool… So everyone likes Ryu, right?’
All the girls in this class had a crush on Ryu.
Even.
Even Maou, who was swatting her tail at Ryu in a way that her timidity could not do.
Tsuumi looked down at her buttons, which tightened because her breasts had grown. She slipped her fingers through the holes between the buttons that spontaneously opened in her stiff cotton.
Because of her large breasts, she has no choice but to sweat. She felt the fluid pressure and the soft texture of her fingers.
It was a body that a normal man could never like.
It was a chest that old men like Pervert and mischievous little guys on the road would love to tease for being a wet pussy.
‘If I dress sloppily like Mao, will Ryu pay attention?’
After she saves herself from being molested on a train, Tsuumi has yet to properly talk to Ryu.
Since she showed such a filthy look, of course she was the one who thought her affection had run out, but didn’t she mix her words with that vulgar gyarudo style?
Tsuumi glanced behind her.
Mao, who looked out of her window with her chin resting on her chin without thinking about her vulgarity, seemed to feel Tsuumi’s gaze on her, and showed Tsuumi her sneering laugh.
Tsuumi lowered her head and shuddered.
‘Ryu is class president, so he’s just correcting your vulgar behavior!’
It was because Ryu was a very diligent class president. It’s not that Ryu doesn’t particularly like that gyaru and takes care of him!
Tsuumi clenched her fist and bit her lip until the already pale skin turned whiter.
The truth is that Tsuumi also wanted to receive even a little attention like that. When she slowly tries to get Ryu to talk her out of it.
-Ryu…
-Ryu, let’s go play soccer! Men’s soccer!
At some point, Takeshi took Ryu away. Or not-.
-Ryu…
-Ryu, look at this? What color pants did I wear today?
– Ugh…
Tsuumi recalled the image of herself, losing the precious opportunity to speak to her.
When she tries to talk her out, she pushes that gyaru subtly and gets Ryu’s attention with a vulgar outfit.
If it continues like this, it will be forgotten!
It was clear that she would become an air mad like the twenty-fifth heroine in her comics she was reading.
Tsuumi was anxious. Because she was always the one out there, she was the one who was always hungry for her attention and love. When she looked at Takeshi, her eyes were warm, but when she looked at herself, she was just emotionless.
But what about Mao?
Her eyes mixed with annoyance, but she paid attention nonetheless.
What is scarier than hatred is indifference.
I had to be bold.
Like Mao, whom she hates the most, if there is something to learn from her enemies, how to learn!
Like the samurai in the manga Tsuumi used to watch.
‘But how?’
She had absolutely no confidence in her own body. She was rather worried that if she showed her vulgar breasts or the inside of her skirt, she would hurt Ryu’s eyes.
‘To be honest, Mao is perfect even for a woman like him…’
Tsuumi felt her demon popping up next to her left ear, wearing her own face.
– You have the medicine you picked up then. You get used to it slowly You can’t even see Ryu anyway?
The medicine I picked up at the infirmary at that time.
It was Tsuumi, who ate one out of her curiosity. A ridiculous design, an invisible man?
She was probably the one who thought she was B-grade marketing, vitamin pills, or sweets that looked like medicine.
So that she had tried the drug, Tsuumi said that she really had witnessed herself becoming invisible.
A somewhat holy voice whispered in Tsuumi’s ear from her right ear.
-No. Tsuumi. Tsuumi is a good kid, right? Does she walk around naked at school? Oops, you’re masculine.
At that time, because of her wearing only her school uniform in her transparent state, her women’s bathroom was once in an uproar. To get to Ryu while she is invisible.
Grunt
‘Nude… In front of Ryu…’
Tsuumi was conflicted with her confused ears, disoriented and conflicted.
*
A few days later.
The gloomy weather makes the sunken Tsuumi feel even more depressed.
“Ugh.”
Tsuumi, without fail, rolled over on the ground and fell.
Thanks to her body, which had been bouncy like a bouncy ball since she was born, she wasn’t hurt at all, but her heart was already bruised and there were no more bruises left.
‘I wanted to have lunch with Ryu too!’
“Wow!”
Liu’s hands grabbed Mao’s hips and set her down beside her desk. ‘Profit.’ Seeing Mao stomp her feet uncharacteristically and return to her place, Tsuumi felt her stomach ache.
‘Me too. I want Ryu to touch me.’
Tsuumi remembered the moment Ryu touched her own butt as a result of her accident. The light in front of her eyes flashed, and lightning struck inside her body for an instant, and her pleasure ran through all her nerves and spread to her limbs.
Oh, it’s dangerous
Also, throwing tide in front of Liu was too serious a nuisance.
It’s okay up to the second time, but isn’t it a strikeout from the third?
‘But these days, I often do it at home. Wouldn’t it be okay to touch the hips…’
These days, Tsuumi’s daily routine was to get up at dawn and wash the duvet cover.
Sneak
Tsuumi, who was about to put her hand between her own crotch as was her habit, was distracted by a hard object caught in her skirt dance.
‘It’s miserable.’
She lay on the ground, perverted her as she tried to masturbate, even though she was the one touch she wanted so badly, she lay down and looked at Mao, who was dissatisfied and angry, she was so miserable herself. .
Tsuumi put her hands in her pockets and pulled out a hard object blocking her hands.
“Transparent pyrin”
‘Yeah, no one can see. It’s just practice.’
Tsuumi followed Ryu’s gaze to her Mao.
Seeing her sporting her pink tea panties, Tsuumi seems to have made up her mind, burying her hand in her own chest, holding her medicine tightly.
‘I’m going to be bold!’
*
Squeak
Tsuumi knelt down on her bathroom floor and slowly began to undress her. As she slowly unbuttoned her breasts, which were squeezed into her cotton, she immediately pierced the white shirt.
After taking off her plain white bra, showing off her hips that look like her peaches have been turned inside out, Tsuumi undresses herself completely.
True to her personality, Tsuumi, who folded her clothes pretty even in this situation, took off her glasses and put them on her cover over the toilet.
“Whoa… I can do it. No one can see it anyway.”
Tsuumi looked in the mirror. The translucent body of a woman. He took off her glasses and looked hazy, but when he got close to her, he could see clearly.
What bothered her more than her bad eyes was the stuffy bangs that had grown down to the bottom of her eyes, but she had lived her whole life like that, so there was no particular discomfort.
Tsuumi looked at her own body in her mirror.
The breasts are larger than a human head, and rather than nipples, they are vertically recessed, and are more appropriately called nipples.
It was her complex.
Tsuumi covered her nipples with three of her fingers and started walking slowly. If Ryu saw it, no, wouldn’t it be normal to cover her pussy instead of covering her nipples!?
Anyway, she was ashamed of her nipples.
Smart
“Whoop… Whoop…”
Tsuumi catches her breath at the tension that runs through her. Her door opened, and the top of her head was hollow, and the Korean teacher’s gorilla-like face popped out with the hair on the side of her covering it.
“Suck!”
Tsuumi’s chest was busy bouncing up and down as she hurriedly shut her mouth.
As much as her bouncing chest, her heart jumped as well.
Beating, beating, beating, beating
Her small, white feet, following the Korean teacher, stepped slowly on the floor of her classroom before stopping.
Slowly raising her head, she looked at the classroom she could see.
‘I’m exposing my vulgar body in front of all my classmates.’
Tsuumi felt heat all over her body. Whether it’s shame, elation or whatever.
She felt strange.
Tsuumi, who has lived her whole life tightly wrapped around her body. She seemed as free as the sparrow sitting on the cherry tree outside the window.
‘No one laughs at my body or gives me an obscene look like Pervert.’
I took a slow step.
Ryu’s eyes, always focused on class, seemed as if Tsuumi was looking at him.
With that look in her eyes that seemed to be looking at her for some reason, her Tsuumi saw her sneakily wave her hand right in front of her in the face of her studying student. Didn’t she feel anything? A classmate who only draws hard.
‘It’s okay, because I’m invisible now.’
Tsuumi did not forget her own goals. This was just a rehearsal to get Ryu’s attention, like Mao sitting in the back seat.
Practice to not be ashamed to take off!
She still pictured before her eyes the time Ryu had saved her. Even when her legs gave way and Ryu held her, and when Ryu carried her on his back and took her to the infirmary.
A slightly opaque liquid of love flowed down her transparent thighs.
With each step, each step, a small space formed between the spaced pussy and the clinging groin, and that space was instantly filled with sloppy love juice.
As the distance between her and Ryu gets closer, Tsuumi’s breathing becomes rougher.
Hehe, hehe.”
Pounding! Pounding! Pounding!
The eardrums in his ears vibrated with every beat of his heart. Every time Tsuumi’s thick thighs were rubbed, the sticky liquid rubbed and creaked.
Tsuumi was afraid that in case her Ryu would hear her own vulgar, bestial breath.
Tsuumi, who had walked on her thick thighs, making her legs into her legs in a funny way, immediately lifted her heavy one breast and shut her own mouth.
There are times when her needlessly large breasts come in handy. Thinking
Tsuumi arrived at Ryu’s desk.
She was always a loner. No one had given her her attention. Her perverts who only look at her own body lasciviously tell her that what interests her is not ‘Tsumi’ but her sleazy breasts.
As for Tsuumi, she herself is no different from an invisible person. She has been thinking
Ryu is the first to see such an invisible person-
Had helped
She had saved
She paid attention
‘So, Ryu…’
Tsueup-
Tsuumi opened her cunt with her free hand, revealing all of herself to Ryu.
‘Please look at me.’
