Chapter #4She's Smothered In Yuri's Boobs by: HiddenSquid   At first, Yuri panicked. Natsuki was absolutely livid, and had death in her eyes. She hadn’t meant to bump into Natsuki. She’d apologized! Her mind raced, trying to think of something that might placate Natsuki and soothe her anger.
“Yuri, you useless fat cow. Get off of me! ”
Something in her snapped. She was done being treated this way by Natsuki. It wasn’t her fault that the small girl didn’t look out for anyone. Not her fault that she couldn’t handle even the most minor of inconveniences without exploding. Not her fault that she had to step on eggshells to avoid her hot temper. But what was coming next. That she was completely to blame for. Yuri knelt on Natsuki’s arms, pinning them both to the floor.
“What are you doing. LET. ME. UP!”
Yuri ignored her protests; instead, she started unbuttoning her uniform. Slowly. She doubted that Natsuki knew what she was about to do, but she could see the fear in her eyes as each button came undone. There was a lot to the uniform, but the more it loosened, the quieter and meeker Natsuki became. Sure, Yuri would stand up to her and argue with her from time to time, but she’d never done anything like this before.
Natsuki's spine turned to ice when Yuri started unbuttoning her shirt. Now she had no clue what her clubmate was planning. She didn’t want to find out. She jerked her body, trying to slip free, but Yuri’s weight concentrated on her skinny arms made that a useless endeavor. Panic rose in her throat.
“Yuri, please don’t do whatever you’re about to do. I won’t be mean to you, I promise.”
Yuri finished with her shirt, removing it completely. She sat above Natsuki with only a purple bra keeping her top half remotely decent. Purple eyes met pink as she stared down her diminutive classmate. Then, she moved one leg off of Natsuki’s arm, followed by the other. Natsuki sighed as blood flowed back into her previously pinned arms.
Then Yuri struck. She slammed forward onto Natsuki, sandwiching the pink-haired girls tiny head between her breasts and the ground. Natsuki’s face was utterly enveloped by Yuri’s chest. She couldn’t see, couldn’t pull her face away, couldn’t even really struggle.
Couldn’t breathe.
Upon realizing this, she scratched and clawed at Yuri, but it was to no avail. It was effortless for Yuri to keep herself planted firmly on top of Natsuki. Her chest was so huge, she didn’t even really have to try to keep Natsuki’s face buried in her boobs, she just had to keep laying down. Natsuki’s fighting was more of a minor annoyance than a real struggle.
And Natsuki wore out quickly. She tried to crane her neck for any slot of air, but the soft skin that enveloped every inch of her face yielded none. Sure, she could move her face, but it always found a new area of Yuri’s immense breasts. She started to fear she was going to pass out when Yuri finally lifted. Her body started gasping completely on its own, and all she could do was lie there and replenish her lungs.
Yuri didn’t give her that long, pressing back down after she heard a few breaths. Natsuki gave a muffled yell of frustration at her renewed smothering, but Yuri held firm against her. She even moved to hug the back of Natsuki’s head, mashing her even further in her chest.
“I’m done with the way you treat me,” Yuri started. She was surprised to find how delighted she was by the lack of rebuke from Natsuki. “I’ve always been nice to you, and you always find a reason to yell at me and belittle me. This is my revenge for every one of those times. Don’t strain yourself asking for mercy; you won’t get any.”
And true to her word, Yuri spent the next hour mercilessly smothering Natsuki. She kept her just on the edge of consciousness, lifting up only when she knew Natsuki absolutely needed a breath. Finally, she lifted up and looked at Natsuki’s face. It was as red as a tomato, and there were tear streaks riding down her cheeks.
What happens next?
1) Yuri decides to give Natsuki a slight bit of mercy. She makes Natsuki make up for it by pleasuring her. She can suck on Yuri’s nipple until she’s satisfied.
2) Yuri is out of empathy. She heaves back down and makes Natsuki pass out in her boobs.
3) Yuri drags the exhausted Natsuki to a nearby desk where she can sit on her face and read.
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