Dober & Taiki

"Tracen Academy", as the day wound to a close, began to settle in turn. Most of the "students" had retired to their respective dorms, though a small bunch elected to stay on campus—nearly all of the "classrooms" were empty at this time, so it was common for club members to group up and do extracurricular activities.

That brings us to the second floor, where an example of such was in room ET4. Located at the end of the hall, this classroom is used for History "lessons" by day, and is also where members of the 'Animanga Club' meet up in the evening—frequently discussing, as the club name implies, about Anime and Manga.

All of TWO members...! Hm...

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Mejiro Dober, ever the withdrawn somebody, was super embarrassed right now. She was a bit of a mangaka, if her little doodles and comics could allot one such a title, or so they say. Dober was born for art—she'd drawn for as long as she could remember.

And her drawings were really good, too. Like that one, where... Uh... Well, abstract-style works were her specialty. Remembering specific elements, wasn't that counter-intuitive to an extent?

Although Dober's works were great, she was a bashful girl—tending to draw in recluse and hesitant to show off her art. That was, until, multiple task override her best friend and roommate, Taiki Shuttle, dragged her to the school's Anime and Manga club on a whim. In Taiki's words, she 'figured this'd be the kinda thing Dobey'd be into'.

Dober and Taiki shared a room—despite her best efforts, it's hard to keep someone from noticing the tablet you've been swiping away at with a pen 24/7. Especially if said person is taller than you...

...That's how she ended up in this current predicament. Taiki, who for whatever reason had decided to wear her racing outfit, had pleaded and pleaded for Dober to let her see her drawings, and, well... Dober's eyes threatened to wander each time she looked up at the brown-haired girl.

Taiki Shuttle: "Pwetty-pwease with a cherry on-top, Dobey? Just lemme take a peek at 'those drawin's of yours—I just wanna see what you've done with that pen thingy! I won't tell a' soul, I swear it!" Taiki clasps her hands together, pouting. Dober quietly quaffed, and tugged at the collar of her uniform. She fought the urge to look down, as hard as she possibly could. After all, who could say no to those big, round, and full... Tiiiiiiieyes of hers! Yes! Her beautiful, blue eyes! That's where Dober had been looking! At her error face! Her perfectly, round, and beautiful—

Dober's head ticked to the left. She huffed. Begrudgingly, she places the tablet in Taiki's hands. Her friend immediately lights up, her cheerful eyes being accompanied by a grin stretching wide across her face.

She held that face for about three seconds. Weird.

Mejiro Dober: "F-Fine... Just, please... don't, um—don't look at it too long running executable file..."

Dober's head ticked to the right this time.

Taiki Shuttle: "I won't, I promise!"

The two stand perfectly still for exactly five seconds, and then take their seats—Dober swings a chair over to face Taiki's desk. The taller girl sets Dober's tablet down and starts to cycle through a catalogue of drawings. They're very unique! A straight line, another straight line, and another straight line, and another... Taiki nods. She was captivated by Dober's artistic vision.

Taiki Shuttle: "Sheesh, Dobey! I reckon you'd be able to make a pretty penny off 'all these drawin's!"

Dober's mouth fell open, though no sound came out. It simply hung as her left eyelid bats, and her pupils glanced to the side. Taiki paid no mind—she hummed mindlessly and > ADDING SUBROUTINE: ERECT_OBLV993 moved on to drawings of circles now! Gee whiz, Dober sure knew how to draw, didn't she?

Dober's head slowly drooped. Vrrr... Construction work, at this time of day? How annoying—at the very least, they could use quieter drills.

Mejiro Dober: "> ADDING SUBROUTINE: BLOW_IF_NOTICE_85"

Oh, Dober! Taiki didn't pay any mind to it, Dober tends to do that alot—always babbling nonsense when she's flustered. Taiki let out a chuckle. She shifted her thighs slightly. Her purple stockings made a -frm- sound, on account of the fabric. There was a growing stiffness right down the middle. Once again, her thighs shifted. Up, down. Up, down. It was damn near subconscious—a very subtle motion, yet it felt so good to rub against that rod.

That rod was growing stiffer. Taiki's face grew hotter. If one looked at her skirt, they could see a small 'tent'. A few seconds later, the 'body' started to rise—the tent in Taiki's skirt ended up reaching her midriff, curving from bottom to top.

Dober's forearm jerked up and down between intervals. Vrr, vrr, vrr, with each motion. Taiki wished those construction workers would keep it down.

Taiki started to raise her knees up and down a bit faster now. Her thighs rubbed against that rod more, and more, and more, and more, and more, and more, and mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm—

Taiki Shuttle: "S-Sheesh, sure is gettin' hot in here, ain't it?"

Dober was slumped back into her chair, now—head tilted back, legs spread apart, and arms dangling off the sides. Were her eyes always that bright? Or that purple-ey?

Taiki Shuttle: "S-Sheesh, sure is— S-S-Sheesh, sure is overflow gettin' h-hot—"

Mejiro Dober: "ttttttTaiki."

Dober snaps upright, one eye swiveling in its socket—it veers so far to the left that in time, only its whites are visible.

Mejiro Dober: "T-Taiki, what's th— O-Ohhh..."

Her eye snaps back to normal, and voice lowers and takes on a sensual tone. Jerking to and fro, Dober's left hand touches the hem of her skirt. She lifts it slightly, reaching under—she tugs her panties to the side to allow access to the growing stiffness underneath, and starts tracing two fingers along her own rod.

Mejiro Dober: "T-Taiki, I feel so— I f-fe—Taiki, I-i-i— Feel, ssssso— so Taikiccccc-c-can I su-uuu-uuc—"

Her head ticks in rapid succession, supplementing each vocal skip. Dober's fingers curl around said rod and start to give it a good squeeze.

Mejiro Dober: "T-That feels sooooooo good..."

It seems to have quelled the tics, albeit temporarily. Taiki looks up from the tablet and sees what Dober is doing. She doesn't mind. Why would she? Doing that is normal. Everyone at school does it. Taiki does it, too. She fell asleep doing it last night. It feels really good. You should do things that make you feel good, right? Because it feels-f-feels—

Taiki Shuttle: "What're ya' doin', Dobey?"

She replies, all the while absentmindedly rubbing her thighs together. The tip of her 'tent' was starting to twitch. Whrrrr... Did someone leave their computer running? They should come check it. Taiki was pretty sure it was overheating.

Mejiro Dober: "T-Taiki, I love your— I lo-love your. Y-Your, u-um..."

Dober struggles to get the words out, brows furrowing in confusion as she squeezes her penis. The tip poked out from the hem of her skirt.

Mejiro Dober: "Your, um... Y-Your, um... Your, u-u-um..."

Taiki watches, blankly smiling. Whhhhrrr... The fans were starting to pick up speed.

Taiki Shuttle: "...What're ya' doin', Dobey?"

Mejiro Dober: "Your, um— U-Uhhhh... Fhhh, haaah... h-h-haah..."

She instantly shifts to a more breathy, labored tone as her hand elects to start stroking the shaft. Each motion elicits a loud moan from Dober. Her head jerks from side to side every few seconds. Vr, Vr, Vr.

Mejiro Dober: "Ahn~! That— Your, um— A-Ahn~! I feel s-so— Taiki, that— A-A— Taiki— B-Boobies— T-T-Tai—"

Boobies? Taiki glanced down at her chest. She had no idea Dober liked these fun bags of hers! Everyone seems to love them. Taiki really loves them too—she fell asleep playing with them last night! They feel so nice in her hands. So soft, and squishy, and warm, and soft, and squishy, and warm, and warm, and soft, and sofshy, adn marwsfofw, fffffffffffffffffffff—

Taiki blinks a few times.

Taiki Shuttle: "Y' w-w-wanna take a look? All ya' had'ta do was ask, Dobey!"

Taiki slides her top down, exposing her well-endowed breasts. Now unsupported, they immediately droop and part slightly. There's a white puddle on the floor, some of it got on Dober's shoes. Dober takes a good look at Taiki's tits. She must've really wanted to see them, because the second that Dober locks eyes with Taiki's tits, she stops what she was doing and just stares. Completely mesmerized.

Taiki Shuttle: "...A-All ya' had'ta— A-All— A— All yyyy-y-ya' had'ta do was. Was. W-Was. Ssssssss."

Whrrrr... The fans couldn't possibly get any louder. That laptop was going to explode if someone didn't come to turn it off. Taiki's waist slowly turns to the left, like a microwave dish—she sounded like one of those wind-up toys. Subconsciously, Taiki raised her arms, forearms chopping at the air. Her thighs started to part, leaving her tall 'rod' unobstructed.

Mejiro Dober: "W-Wow, I— can I— C-Can, wow, I— C-c-ccc-can, wow, I, wow, canwow— Hug? Can— Such a—"

Taiki Shuttle: "Hm? H-Hug? Of— hug? My— Y' wanna take a— Hug? Of c-course, DobEY—!"

-Zrk!- There was a loud pop. Taiki winced, and her tail started to furiously swish from side to side. Taiki, somehow, caught the word 'hug', and acted accordingly. She holds her arms out, beckoning Dober to come right in.

Dober, seeing this, stumbles out of her chair and onto her knees. Some of that white stuff gets onto her stockings. Dober crawls towards Taiki, making this weird -Vrr- sound with each movement. Once she reaches her friend, Dober springs forth, embracing Taiki—however, the two girl's weight is too much for a lone chair to bear. Thus, it topples over.

They end up on the floor. Taiki's breasts jiggle as she falls on her bum, brushed up against the wall. Dober gives her friend a big hug... Well, the best that she's able to do, on account of Taiki's erection being in the way. Her erection. Erection...

Dober's eyes swirl around in their sockets, until they glance down and lock onto the 'tent' in Taiki's skirt. Her erection. Wow. It was very big. And tall. And very, very tall. Dober wanted to suck it.

Mejiro Dober: "Y-Your... U-U-Uhhhhhhhhhh..."

Her voice drones and takes on hints of digital noise at the end. Dober's hands reach for the hem of Taiki's skirt, lifting up and exposing her penis.

Taiki Shuttle: "What're ya' doin', Dobey?"

Mejiro Dober: "I— A-Auuuwm~!"

Dober opens her mouth wide, like she would for a burger, and then descends on Taiki's penis. She fits about half its length in her mouth—her tail flails about rapidly as she does so. Taiki smiles blankly. She doesn't mind—people hug her and do this all the time! She does it, too. She fell asleep doing it last nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn—

Taiki Shuttle: "What're ya— HNHK—?!"

Taiki's caught off guard by Dober's sudden work. Her friend bobs her head up and down, the slick— Wow, that feels so— Wow— Taiki feels— W-Wow— So hot— W-Wow— Taiki's eyes roll back in pleasure, fingers twitching as Dober continues to slobber on her cock. -Vp-. Hm? That's weird—Taiki felt like something opened on her back. Right above where her tail is...

Faint wafts of smoke were in the air. Someone really should come check on that laptop! It'll really blow a fuse at this rate!

Taiki Shuttle: "Hn— S-S-Sheesh, it— hot— D-Dobey— All ya' had— She-e-esh— J-Just lemme take a peek at 'those drawin's of yours. I just w-wanna-aa-a— error— Taiki— temperature rising— My boo-o-bs, hnnnnn-n-n—"

Mejiro Dober: "T-Taiki, you're so— You're, uhhh— I, uh— >ADDING SUBROUTINE: SHUT_SELF394"

Taiki is close. She can feel it. She's close. She can— She feels so hot— She's close— She's—

-Pip!-. There's a loud pop. Taiki jerks at the sound and then... freezes. Her hands were raised, fingers curled—her teeth were clenched, left eyelid batted as the eye itself stared in a completely different direction from its right.

She stays like that for exactly seven seconds. Then, her entire body starts to slump. Her head droops, chin pressing against her chest—even her ears have flopped over. Vnnnnnnnn... Those pesky fans started to wind down. Finally, peace and quiet.

Dober's mouth slid off of Taiki's penis. There's a white mess inside her mouth. The penis had deflated, shrinking in size and length by the second. Her own penis did so, too.

Mejiro Dober: "T-Taiki?"

No response. Her eyes had gone dull, and her mouth was hanging open.

Mejiro Dober: "Aw, you're sleeping..."

Subconsciously, Dober reaches behind her back. Just above her ass, her shirt was hiked up by an open sort of... thing. It's happened before—Dober doesn't really know what it was, nor did she care. It looked pretty cool, though. Her fingers reached into the opening, fishing until they hit some sort of button.

Mejiro Dober: "I love your—"

Click! Dober wobbles, and then collapses onto Taiki's thighs. The classroom had now gone still.

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