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Rember: if anything bothers you, speak up: things can change.
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We were walking quickly toward the old farrs’ neighborhood, which nowadays had only one resident: my uncle.
"You still call Mr. Alfred ’Uncle’?" Tomy-chan asks curiously.
"Well, even though he’s not blood-related, he always lived in my relatives’ house, and I always saw him as Uncle..."
The truth is, there was so suspicion surrounding my uncle’s past.
He was a middle-aged Western man; when my relatives moved out, he bought the entire agricultural neighborhood land. Now, only he is there. He never leaves there for so reason, and that’s why I visit him from ti to ti.
"...I rember he used to give sweets..." Tomy says, smiling sweetly.
"Yeah... even though he went to my parents’ house less often, he always brought gifts for too." I smiled at the mory of the past.
Alfred ca to this region when he was still young with plenty of money but no family, and that’s why he ended up getting involved with us.
"...But you never brought with you before..." Tomy-chan said softly.
Well... the reason I never brought her before is because... when I was younger, I saw Alfred looking strangely at Tomy-chan when she was in the pool... I didn’t understand the intention behind that look; it could be so many things.
Most likely it was sothing innocent... he always seed like a good person.
I once also found porn videos on Uncle’s computer and he seed interested in won...
I looked at Tomy-chan... who had a body similar to hers.
Large breasts, wide hips, and a big butt. And to be more critical: Tomy-chan had the most violent figure of all the won I had ever seen. In other words, if Uncle was interested in this body type... my childhood friend would be the perfect woman.
She looked like a very popular character in the ani universe, the Ero Goddess...
My childhood friend hated being stared at. That’s why I preferred to keep my distance from Uncle’s house and never took Tomy there again.
The last thing I wanted was for her to deepen her social phobia.
I always protected her from uncomfortable situations...
"It’s just that he doesn’t like sses."
"I see..."
I lied. What ss could my dear girlfriend-chan cause?
"...Then why take today?" she asked, holding my arm intensely.
I looked at her and saw her eyes trembling... social anxiety was erging again.
"It’s just that we need to go to the plaza soon..." The reason was that I was anxious to go see the beggar, and therefore I didn’t want to waste ti going to her house and then returning to the plaza.
"...Okay then..." Tomy-chan nodded slightly. With every step closer to Alfred’s house, Tomy beca more withdrawn.
"W-Will it take long...?"
I looked at her, surprised: she seed to prefer going to the perverted old beggar over my uncle...
"Doesn’t the old man bother you anymore?" I couldn’t help but ask.
Could the damned pervert have dug a place through Tomy-chan’s shields?
"...He bothers ..." she denied with a shake of her head and spoke softly. "...But he makes less nervous..."
I felt a pang of discomfort. Tomy-chan felt more nervous with Alfred, whom she had known since childhood, and less with the old pervert... she found the harmless presence of one more tolerable than the bold touches of the other...
"...but Mi-kun is always looking at with such intensity..." she smiles brightly as if it were the most important thing in the world. "So... so it’s good to go there..."
I understood that in her mindset, the beggar’s increasingly constant presence was a way to be with ... a way to do a ’normal’ activity with , sothing that made ... interact more with her... I neglected her a lot from the mont I fell in love with Rey-chan... and now... now my childhood friend accepted things, even strange ones, just to have focused on her...
And the fault for this behavior...
It’s completely and entirely mine.
Was this... good? Was I making the right choice...?
I looked at Tomy, who seed happy, and smiled, swallowing my discomfort.
"I-It’ll be quick, then we’ll head straight to the plaza."
Tomy-chan seed happier lately...
Woof! woof!
When we got close, my uncle’s Doberman started barking.
"Puppy!" I looked at Tomy, who suddenly beca happy.
There were two things that could cheer Tomy up like this: dogs and sweets.
She was never allowed to have one when her parents were alive, and after they passed away, she never tried to get one.
Probably because I’m scared...
I’m terrified of two things: dogs and spiders. I prefer cute kittens...
I flinched when I heard the barking.
"Let’s go!" This ti it was Tomy who pulled . I followed, hiding behind her.
Woof! woof!
The Doberman barked at , but for so reason...
"Good boy!" I looked at Tomy, who was carelessly stroking the beast’s head. The dog seed to like her just as intensely; it licked her hands and furiously wagged its tail.
Tomy-chan’s pants seed about to tear... maybe I chose clothes that were too thin for her...
I backed away and went to my uncle’s door, always watching the dog. But the dog didn’t even seem to rember I existed.
Ding-dong!
"Coming!" I heard Alfred’s footsteps.
Tomy-chan ran to the mont she heard his voice.
The door opened, and a very fat, middle-aged man appeared, smiling. His presence was expansive, seeming to fill the room.
He was too fat...
"Mikio!" And then he pulled into a tight hug. "Uncle..." I said muffled.
He let go of and looked at . "You look handso!" And then he looked at Tomy and smiled more brightly.
"Tomomi!" And he took a step toward her with open arms... Tomy flinched, and Alfred stopped and scratched his head, embarrassed.
"...Oh, right... I’m sorry." Then he searched his pockets and found a chocolate bar.
"Take it!" And he tossed it to Tomy-chan, who excitedly grabbed the sweet and ate it quickly.
Cute... She looked like a hamster...
"Did you co to pick up the package?" he asks as he steps inside the house. "Co in."
For so reason, a package arrived for at my uncle’s house.
"Was it tasty?" Tomy smiles and animatedly shakes her head, a flake of chocolate on the corner of her lip... I reached out my finger and wiped it away.
I offered the finger with the leftover chocolate to her.
"Suck it~" I provoked, speaking in the tone I usually used in intimate monts.
Tomy-chan blushed but brought my finger to her lips and sucked slowly; I felt her cute little tongue explore my finger.
She was addicted to sweets and ate them regularly, but for so reason, she didn’t gain an ounce of weight... I looked at her large breasts and big butt.
Did the fat accumulate there...? I looked at my crotch... if I ate so too, would my...
"Look, it arrived yesterday afternoon, it has your na on it." Alfred ca back with a wrapped box, interrupting my revolutionary thoughts.
"I didn’t order anything..." I murmured softly, holding the box curiously.
"Do you want tea? Coffee?"
I looked at Tomy-chan, who was anxious to leave.
"...I made chocolate cake." When Alfred’s words ca out, Tomy looked at with shining eyes... her eyes said ’let’s eat!’.
All it takes is having sweets in the equation... for her to try and endure the shyness... in monts like this, I saw cuteness in her. A genuine smile ford on my lips.
"We accept."
"Good! What do you want?"
"Coffee."
Alfred smiled and excitedly went to prepare our snacks.
I sat with Tomy at the table, looking at the nostalgic house and rembering the past.
Tomy wasn’t so shy before puberty. Before, she was timid, but she ran around alone, wearing lighter clothes... she ate sweets, tried to adopt stray dogs... she played in the pool without caring about others...
I looked at my girlfriend-chan, who clung to .
But in puberty, her body beca more and more sensitive... and she started avoiding any contact with other people.
She always complained to that her body had beco strange... I never really understood what she was trying to say...
It was normal to beco erotically aroused at that stage of life... but she seed to be dealing with sothing of a greater dinsion... a less simple intensity than everyone else’s.
It got worse when for so reason she started attracting more and more stares... no matter where she went, there was always so look that made her hide.
And then, finally, her personality changed completely.
She no longer wore light clothes, no longer went out alone, no longer did things she liked, like swimming, running...
Her world was limited to only one thing: .
But she seed happy with that... and for that reason, I never tried to help her... if she was already happy, what else did she need...?
I need to pay more attention to her...
"Ready!" Uncle returned, holding a large tray with the cake and the coffee pot, and placed it on the table.
He served Tomy-chan and .
"Thank you," "T-Thank you."
He sat down, and the chair groaned under his weight.
"Hahah, I’m fatter, I need to lose so weight." He patted his big belly. "Does Tomomi still do Yoga?" he asks curiously.
Tomy nodded affirmatively in response. She did... but no longer at the gym, now it was just inside the house.
"...I need to learn sothing..." he says thoughtfully.
"Uncle can swim," I tried to give him an idea, he looked thoughtfully at the pool but said nothing.
A realization ca to . He was too fat to get in alone... right?
We talked a little, and I started looking anxiously at the ti.
"...Now that everyone’s gone, it’s lonely here." Alfred looked at the pool. "Not even the pool is used anymore..."
In the past, the Uncle’s house was full of people, soone was always playing in the pool.
Phew— I sighed with nostalgia.
"Tis have changed." Alfred agreed. "...unfortunately..."
I looked at Tomy-chan, who also had a sad smile.
Clap! (Sound of clapping.)
"I know!" Alfred looked excited at us. "Sumr is coming, you could spend a few days here like in the past."
He stood up slowly and pointed to the pool.
"You can play there like in the old days!"
I felt uncomfortable and looked at Tomy, who also didn’t know what to say. The weather was really hot, but...
"...You can sleep in one of the guest rooms..." Uncle started planning everything alone.
Tomy anxiously squeezed my hand, and I gave a light squeeze, saying ’it’s okay’.
Then Uncle looked at us and noticed our discomfort; his happy deanor deflated.
"...Ah... I’m sorry..." He sat down sadly. "...It seems I got carried away... haha..."
I looked at Tomy, who was eating another slice of chocolate cake... I thought she was more anxious... I suppose it’s the politics of cake first, problems later.
"Well... we’ll think about it, but we’ve got plans..." I tried to sound reasonably interested.
Alfred realized I was pretending and smiled lightly.
"It’s okay... but think about it..."
He looked at Tomy and then at .
"I don’t mind if you sleep in the sa room..."
Those words struck Tomy-chan like lightning; she straightened up in her chair and even stopped eating the cake halfway through.
"...Together..." she murmured softly. Apparently, he landed a critical hit...
We said goodbye to Alfred and started walking toward the plaza; I put the package in my backpack.
"What do you think..." I asked Tomy.
She blushed: "...Maybe it would be nice..."
"Which part? Reliving the past, swimming, or..." I looked at her provocatively.
She beca lovingly shy. "...Sleeping together..."
I laughed and gave her a small kiss on her sweet lips. It tastes like chocolate.
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