"Well...seeing how you're gonna be living here a while, maybe it's about time I show you your bedroom, I guess." Mika says in an indifferent tone as turns her chair around and pushes it in. You're too busy looking on at her impressive fatter body to pay full attention, but when she said 'bedroom' that part your mind definitely registers. And then takes it greatly out of context. Images of Mika laying playfully on a large, king-sized bed in sultry black-lace underwear suddenly pops up in your mind, making your face flush as you try not to focus on that too much on that image in your head. Mika seems to notice that you've egregiously taken her words out of context and grins, pulling you closer to her fat form once more as her feel her puffy fat arm snake around your scrawny neck and pull you close.
"Hey, hey! No offense, Head Boy, but we just met! If you wanna get down and dirty, it'll be an extra 20 up front." Mika said in a jesting tone as she continues to squeeze. You could swear that your face was starting to turn blue by this point...
Afterwards, you followed Mika along, her movements surprisingly fluid and light for someone so bulky as she. You wonder just how much she weighs exactly, maybe something around 400, 450 pounds? You can't really tell all that well, but it doesn't help to distract you much from the lazily wobbling cheeks of Mika's large butt as she walks in front of you, leading you up some stairs while humming a jaunty tune under her breath. You don't realize it in full, but you find yourself coveting the large moons as well as the rest of Mika's ponderous form.
In time, the wobbling fat guard woman stops outside an impressive set of double doors. The handles look somewhat fused together and they have, as Suzu said earlier, a good emblazoning on them in the shape of what looks like some sort of stylized sun crest. Mika turns around, her breasts wobbling just enough for you to notice as she places her hands against her flared, wide hips and smirks.
"Well, here's your new pad. Pretty impressive step up from your old digs huh? Well better get some shut eye Head Boy. You got a busy day tomorrow."
"Busy? With what?" You ask.
"Psh, ain't it obvious? Paperwork, confirming the inheritance, transactions, what to do with your uncle's business and all kinds of other legal crap."
"W-wait, hold the phone! No one told me Uncle Lucas left me his business." You protest, feeling a couple beads of sweat roll down your face.
"We did say he left you everything. What, didn't that cross your mind too?" Mika gives you a quizzical stare as she shifts slightly where she stands.
You pause. She did have a point in that case, but...
"I'm barely out of collage and already, I'm suddenly head of a huge business? No offense Mika, but...kind of a big pill to swallow." You frown a bit as you say that. After all, sudden success was as much of a sudden shock enough, but getting it just because your uncle passes away...you kind of don't know how to feel about that part.
Mika notices the shift in your expression and her face becomes a bit more stoic. She waddles over to you, giving you a rather firm pat on the back that catches you off guard and almost makes you stumble head first into her bosom and belly.
"Well, you better sleep already! The sooner you get that paper done, the sooner you can move on with your new life. So you better make sure you can get through it all without chuggin' a gallon of coffee!" Mika laughs, her creamy belly shifting slightly, drawing your attention. She pat a chubby hand on your shoulder as she passes you, leaving you alone as you enter the room.
You can feel everything start to truly sink in as you stand in this room. The large window to your right, the finely designed dressers, the massive bed centered against the wall, the spacious private bathroom to the left of it...
You sigh, getting yourself undressed as you look through the dressers. On the bed is a satin red set of fine pajamas, tailored to your size. You slip them on, feeling as if you're wearing a cloak of silk almost as you carefully pull up the fine covers of the massive bed and slide in under, reaching over to the left and flipping the light switch. You sigh, lay in bed and stare up at the ceiling for a while as you think about everything more. This mansion, uncle Lucas, your new life, Mika...
Your thoughts somehow focus soley on your rough, obese security guard as you remember seeing her, the gluttony she exhibited, her impressive size, the full figure she practically flaunted through her uniform...
You pause, shifting a bit as you notice something rising in front of you under the covers. As if you somehow feel like you're not the only one in this room, your face flushes with embarrassment as you shift the problem area a bit so it isn't so obvious before relaxing yourself and drifting to sleep...
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