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Rated: 18+ · Interactive · Action/Adventure · #2324911
This interactive focuses on the girls of DDLC. The girls are a little dominant this time.
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Chapter #5

Yuri's Bus Seat

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Yuri, Natsuki and Sayori all looked down at you. You could see a hunger in each of their eyes; contrary to what Monika said they all wanted to sit on your face. The question was, then, who should you choose? The antsy glares down at you pressured you to make a decision quickly

Sayori sitting on your face would be too weird. You saw her too often even outside of the club for you to be comfortable with that. Natsuki was definitely out. She'd probably torture you on purpose and take great pleasure out of it. That just left you with one option. Your eyes darted over to Yuri. Although she was facing you, her ass was so big that you could see her big cheeks from between her legs.

"Uh...I pick Yuri." You didn't say it with much enthusiasm. Although you thought it was the best choice of the three, that didn't mean you were happy to know you were about to get your face sat on by your friend.

"That's probably a smart choice. Yuri's butt looks like it would be nice and cushy. Like a pillow for the trip."

Monika noted it upon seeing the less-than-pleased faces of Sayori and Natsuki. She just wanted to see your face get smooshed. She didn't particularly feel like having to put out another fire between club mates. Natsuki grumbled discontently before coming to rest next Monika by your feet.

"I didn't want to sit on his stupid face anyway. Probably super uncomfy."

Sayori followed up, taking her own spot on your chest. The sudden weight made you gasp, but it wasn't too much to deal with. For now at least.

Yuri stared down at you a little longer, hesitating just slightly. Her next movements were all fluid. She stepped over so that she was in front of you and then turned around to present you with her behind. From your point of view it was monolithic. Her two giant, pale, milky white cheeks loomed overhead, and you knew in that moment what you'd signed yourself up for. There was no way they weren't going to completely and utterly smother your face. Yuri looked down at your concerned stare, blushing herself.

"I. I'll be gentle, MC."

Then her two spongy cheeks set on a crash course for your face. They smushed inward as she gently came down, enveloping you in their pillowy embrace. Your nose was buried in purple cloth, cutting off your air. With some effort, you were able to crane your neck, just barely shifting her to find a pocket of air from her crack. While the earthy odor wasn't pleasant, it beat suffocating.

How does the bus ride go?

1) Yuri's big butt is constantly smothering you. You spend the bus ride dipping in and out of consciousness.

2) The constant bumping of the bus is upsetting Yuri's stomach. You're in a prime position to make sure no one else smells anything.

3) Someone dares you to kiss Yuri's ass. The club goad you into doing it or face consequences.

You have the following choices:

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1. Consistent Smothering

*Noteb*
2. Yuri's Fart Huffer

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3. Get Kissing

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