The elevator ride on the way down wasn’t as hot-and-heavy as it was on the way up. Honoka was expecting Ayaka to straight-up romantically assault him once more with another makeout session, yet surprisingly she simply stood in poised, stoic silence as the elevator gently hummed during its controlled descent. Honoka would have bet a sizable amount of money that Ayaka was just itching for another round of French kissing and full-body fondling, but he supposed that she was saving that particular type of appetite for after dinner, deciding to satiate her literal hunger before returning to her hunger for loving…and other things.
Once the two of them vacated the elevator, they made their way down more magnificently decorated hallways. Honoka couldn’t help but be somewhat mesmerized by all of the splendor and grandeur of the building’s interior. While the halls appeared to decorated mostly with European-style decor, there was also art pieces from other lands: sub-Saharan African, East Asian, Middle Eastern, Indian (the Indian subcontinent, to elaborate), Central Asian, Russian, North American (both from indigenous peoples and modernistic Western artwork), South American, Southeast Asia, and other notable regions. To put things bluntly, the Kagari estate had artwork from everywhere in the world (or close to everywhere in the world if not in the literal sense of the word).
On their way, the two were greeted by several maids and a few butlers here and there who bowed in deference as they walked through the halls. While Honoka figured that the servants of the Kagari household had always shown deep respect for Ayaka and her mother, he was taken back somewhat that none of them seemed to show even the slightest bit of nervousness, given that both Ayaka and her mother were now in the 8-foot-range in height.
Whether it was out of genuine, heartfelt loyalty and respect for both Ayaka and her mother as faithful servants or out of professional, semi-nervous caution born from fear, Honoka wasn’t quite sure which, but he liked to think it was at least mostly from the first if not completely, given the innate respect which the servants appeared to show the two of them from the last time Honoka visited their home.
Upon arriving in the dining hall, Honoka was greeted to the sight of quite the party. In the center of the room was a rather massive, circular table made out of polished wood (oak maybe? Perhaps maple or mahogany…Honoka wasn’t really well-versed in the different types of trees.). At the table was seated quite the crowd.
Among those seated were Ayaka’s mother, Kasumi, Komachi, and all five members of the KMM Gang. Honoka stared briefly before coming forth to take a seat, with Ayaka seated right next to him in particularly close proximity (no less than an arm’s reach between the two of them).
The food laid out was rather exquisite, just like everything else within the Kagari estate. The meal consisted of beef sirloin, mashed potatoes with gravy and/or butter, steamed vegetables, warm bread rolls, and a selection of beverages to choose from (spring water, iced tea, or milk). The servants had apparently brought out the food for those who were seated, including both Ayaka and Honoka as they took their seats.
“Glad you two could join us,” said Kazane with a slight grin. It was somewhat comical for her to make such a statement, given that she most likely wasn’t going to take “no” for an answer. Knowing how her mind operated, it was possible that Kazane surmised that Ayaka was probably in the middle of a makeout session with her beloved Takamiya-kun and secretly fuming over it being cut short.
In any case, if Ayaka was pissed over having her precious “leave us alone” time being cut short, she was doing a pretty good job at masking it.
Once Honoka and Ayaka took their seats, the group proceeded to partake of their meal. Honoka noticed that the chairs for everyone appeared to be modified so that nearly everyone was seated in a magically-induced high chair, where the chair slowly lifted off the ground until whoever sat in it came to a stop when their thighs made contact with the underside of the table. The only two chairs that weren’t like that were both Ayaka’s chair and Kazane’s chair, each of them too big for anybody else to comfortably sit in without looking comically out of place in the process.
Effectively, the dining room furniture was arranged so that both those like Ayaka and Kazane could sit comfortably and eat their meal alongside everyone else. It was a reminder as to just how much of a deus ex machina element in which magic served, filling in whatever gaps or problems that might come up as Ayaka and her mother continued to enlarge.
Honoka was also surprised to see all members of the Ivory Quintet seated and eating their dinner without making a fuss, given that they were tower witches eating and rooming with workshop witches. Whether they were intimidated into going along in order to get along or decided not to turn down a hot meal and a roof over their head, Honoka wasn’t sure. Most likely, Tanpopo and Mei were the ones who considered raising a possible objection to the offer while the other three decided to choose the path of least resistance, and once it became 3 in favor vs. 2 against, all five of them simply acquiesced and came along willingly to their new home.
During the meal, Kasumi asked Kazane if she could switch her seating arrangement so that she could be seated next to Honoka.
“As long as you don’t make a scene, I’ll allow it,” replied the head workshop witch. Immediately afterward, Kasumi bounced off happily around the table until she took a seat on Honoka’s left, given that Ayaka was currently seated on his right. The two love rivals stared at one another briefly, which made Honoka nervous that a fight might end up breaking out during dinner. Though thankfully, Kasumi simply huffed before taking her seat and continued with eating her meal, though Honoka noticed that she (like Ayaka) had moved her seat as close as possible up against Honoka so that the two were rather close towards one another.
It was also during dinner that Honoka couldn’t help but ask Kazane something out of curiosity.
“So umm…madam chairwoman?” he asked.
“Please, Takamiya-kun, just ‘Kazane’ will do when we’re in private,” she replied calmly, indicating he could continue. That made Honoka go wide-eyed in response, given how jovial and easygoing Kazane was in her response. It started to make his mind wonder, but before proceeding down the proverbial rabbit hole, he continued with his question.
“So…by chance…since my okaa-san is here,” he continued, “have you umm…talked…with her…about anything in particular?”
“Oh, Komachi-chan and I have talked about much since her arrival. I had my staff pick her up from her workplace and bring her straight to me. She now knows about the existence of magic and all about the seals and everything, including the growth spurts. To her credit, she’s taken it all rather well…better than I initially expected that she would.” Honoka simply went wide-eyed and his heartbeat picked up, surprised that Kazane was being so direct in her answer.
“R-really?” he asked.
“Indeed,” replied Komachi with a grin, beaming with that typical sunny disposition of hers. “Kazane-chan told me a whole lot once I got back.” As she spoke, Komachi couldn’t help but lovingly and longingly wrap both her arms around one of Kazane’s own arms. The display of the bubbly and kind-hearted smaller woman latching onto the larger woman’s body was rather comical in a way.
“Komachi, please,” sighed Kazane as she gently rubbed the top of the smaller woman’s head. “Not right now during dinner.”
“Awww, but I just love you so much, Kazane-chan,” the smaller woman cooed as she nuzzled her face into Kazane’s bicep, enjoying every second of it.
“There’ll be time for that later, in more private settings after dinner, understand?” Kazane gently chided Komachi into relenting, eventually getting the smaller woman to release her grip and return to her meal, though still sitting as close as she could be without straight-up brushing up against Kazane’s larger body as they sat.
The sight of such a thing made both Honoka and Kasumi borderline choke on their meal. While they knew that their mother had a rather heartfelt fondness for Kazane that went back many years, they didn't realize that Komachi pretty much held a raging torch for the older Kagari woman. Honoka couldn’t help but briefly imagine just what the two of them may very well end up engaging in once they were behind securely locked doors…most likely bedroom doors at that.
Shaking his head to cast away such naughty thoughts, Honoka returned to enjoying his meal, making the typical smalltalk chatter with either Kasumi or Ayaka whenever one of them spoke to him.
For their part, the KMM Gang were mostly quiet, speaking only to each other whenever conversation was struck up. From what Honoka could make of it, they were pondering as to whether they should stay in Babel and for how long if they planned on doing so. Most likely, they were plotting a way to get in touch with their mistress, Lady Medusa, so that they could find out what her orders for them were, assuming that it had something to do with capturing Honoka and/or extracting Evermillion from him. If that ended up being the case, it was both a bold move to make as well as a complete fool’s errand, given that they were deep within the enemy stronghold and surrounded by many times their number of the enemy forces, including both Ayaka and Kazane who were outright powerhouses in their own regards, easily able to take down all five of them at once.
During dinner, Honoka couldn’t help but ask another question out of genuine curiosity.
“Kagari-sama?” he asked. Kazane shot him a look telling him to try again as far as names went. Honoka simply blushed, cleared his throat, and then spoke once more. “I mean…Kazane-san?”
“No need for the ‘-san’ part, but that’s better, Honoka-kun,” she replied with a chuckle.
‘Honoka-kun?’ he thought in mild bewilderment.
“Ummm…so…about the others…the other workshop witches at the meeting earlier,’ continued Honoka. “Will they be moving in shortly?”
“No later than this time tomorrow,” answered Kazane. “I figured that I would give them some time to prepare and pack up before moving into their new home. I imagine that in the case of Miss Hio, her family will probably be crying up a storm at the thought of their ‘onee-chan’ leaving them, even though they’ll be looked after financially. If it comes to that, I’ll simply have some rooms on one of the floors opened up for them and they can move in as well, so that neither she nor her family feel disheartened at being apart from one another.”
“That’s…remarkably kind and generous of you, ma’am,” replied a genuinely surprised Honoka.
“Ahhh…think nothing of it, Honoka-kun,” replied Kazane with a gentle wave of her hand, as if she was doing something that was no more taxing than tying one’s shoes, taking out the trash, or brushing one’s teeth.
The rest of the meal was pretty uneventful. Once dinner was finished, the question came up as to whether or not anybody cared for desert, which in this case consisted of chocolate and/or vanilla ice cream. Mainly, it was the KMM Gang who requested servings of dessert, to which Kazane allowed them to have some, much to Honoka’s surprise.
“Just remember,” said Kazane, “while you are guests in my house, I expect you to act accordingly during your stay here. Is that clear?” The KMM Gang couldn’t help but shiver ever so slightly in genuine fear at the question, given that it was coming from Kazane Kagari. While Ayaka Kagari was fearsome enough in her own regard, Kazane was just as fearsome if not even more so, given that she was the headmistress of the witches workshop within Tougetsu City, which made her a very powerful force to be reckoned with. Even Tanpopo couldn’t help but freeze in genuine fear at the warning.
“U-understood, ma’am,” muttered the cat-eared tower witch.
“Very good then,” replied Kazane with a satisfied smile, happy to get her point across. “Just to be clear, you have nothing to worry about so long as you behave yourselves. You won’t be locked up or subjected to any physical punishment as long as you five are good little girls. Just bear that in mind at all times and we’ll get along swimmingly. Now then, if you'll excuse us, Komachi and I have some things to discuss.” Komachi herself beamed all the more brightly at hearing that news, giddy to have some “alone time” with Kazane.
With that, Kazane and Komachi took their leave, presumably to Kazane’s bedroom…though it was up in the air as to whether or not it would now become bedroom to both women, given the chemistry going on between them as observed during dinner.
Shortly after, Honoka and Ayaka took their own leave, deciding to opt out of dessert. Kasumi followed shortly after, wanting to catch up on lost time away from her precious “onii-chan.” That left the Ivory Quintet alone in the dining room to enjoy dessert on their lonesome.
As Honoka and the two women returned to the elevator, conversation struck up once more.
“Honoka-kun,” said Ayaka, “let’s take a bath together.”
“Really?” asked the young man. “At this hour?”
“If Onii-chan is taking a bath, then I’m joining in,” stated Kasumi in a way that she wasn’t taking “no” for an answer, not even from Ayaka. The towering black-haired beauty simply gazed down at the shorter pinkette, staring intently into the younger, smaller girl’s eyes. Kasumi stared back with equal gusto, turning it into a staring contest between the women. For a moment, Honoka feared a fight would break out within the elevator, or at least a heated argument…but surprisingly, it didn’t descend into either.
“Very well,” replied Ayaka rather calmly.
“W-what?” asked Honoka with alarm, while Kasumi stared wide-eyed, expecting Ayaka to put up at least some resistance to her.
“You heard me,” said Ayaka. “She’ll be joining us, Honoka-kun. Now come along, you two, we need to get cleaned up.”
Deciding to take the lead, Ayaka led the two siblings along, basically snuffing out whatever resistance that either of them might raise as to this whole threeway bathing session which Ayaka had not just accepted, but seemed to want even more than Kasumi had when it was initially raised, which made Kasumi wonder if she made a big mistake in insisting to join in on the bathing session.
Once the three had entered the bathing area on the correct floor, they proceeded to the changing room…well, more accurately the area to undress as opposed to changing clothes.
“Come along now, you two,” said the 8-foot-tall Ayaka, looking down at the Takamiya siblings. “You can’t take a bath wearing clothes. Do you need my help in undressing you?” The message was understood to mean that if either of them showed reluctance in stripping, then Ayaka would disrobe them herself.
Once Honoka and Kasumi disrobed, though keeping towels wrapped around their bodies as they neared the baths, they made their way towards the rim of the massive, ground-level bathtub. If anything, the room had more of the look of a gargantuan hot spring or Roman bathhouse than a typical bathroom. It was easily large enough to house a solid twenty people or more.
In one swift motion, Ayaka yanked the towels off of both Honoka and Kasumi, cast them on the floor, then hoisted the two of them over her shoulders as she calmly made her way towards the massive baths, being nude herself of course. Once she picked a spot deep enough in the bathwater, she gingerly set down each of them in a seated position before bringing herself down into a seated position herself, keeping each of them within arm’s reach of her.
For a moment, both of the Takamiya siblings simply stared up at the towering beauty who in turn gazed down at the pair.
“Well then,” said Ayaka, “let’s get cleaned up then, shall we?” She proceeded to begin lathering up a bar of soap she somehow had in her hand the whole time and got a nice foam going. Curious as to who she planned on cleaning first, the Takamiya siblings were surprised to find that Ayaka apparently planned on washing both of them at the same time.
“H-Hime-sama!” said a flustered, blushing Kasumi, “w-what are you doing!?”
“Giving you both a bath, of course,” replied Ayaka in her calm, semi-monotone voice.
“B-but, I can clean myself, thank you very much,” replied Kasumi. “If anything, I figured that I would wash Onii-chan’s back and have him wash mine in turn. I don’t need you to bathe me.”
“You’re more than welcome to do just that, Kasumi-chan,” replied Ayaka. “Just know that I intend to wash both of you from top-to-bottom and front-to-back, and I’ll hear no objections whatsoever on that.” The tone in Ayaka’s voice was quite clear-cut in its delivery, letting both Takamiya siblings know that the matter wasn’t up for debate in any way whatsoever. Honoka couldn’t help but instinctively gulp out of sheer nervousness.
“Ara ara, Honoka-kun,” said Ayaka in response, “it simply will not do for you to be nervous over this sort of thing. You should know that you have absolutely nothing to fear during this time, as I wish to give you nothing but pleasure, comfort and calm while we are here. So just take deep breaths, close your eyes, and let your Ayaka-chan take care of everything from here on out, okay…Darling?” The mere utterance of that word in the sweet and endearing tone of Ayaka’s voice made both Kasumi’s eyebrows and Honoka’s…lower digit…rise in response.
Before she could raise any type of objection, Kasumi felt a sudden dizziness overtake her, suddenly feeling very calm and sleepy, struggling to keep alert.
“Wh-what’s…going on?” asked Kasumi as she fought to fall back and submerge herself in the warm bathwater.
“No need for alarm, Kasumi-chan,” replied Ayaka. “Just activated a mild sleep spell on you to help you relax, that’s all.”
“Wh-when did you…” asked Kasumi, feeling increasingly sleepier.
“Shhh,” whispered Ayaka in turn, cradling both Kasumi and Honoka against her larger body with such tenderness and warmth. “No need to think over such things, okay? Just relax and let Ayaka-onee-chan take care of you both, okay?”
“B-but…” replied Kasumi, losing her strength rather quickly.
“Shhh…it’s okay, Kasumi-chan,” replied Ayaka, holding both her and Honoka pressed against her larger body, making sure that both of their heads were nuzzled against her bosom. A few seconds later, Kasumi was effectively out like a blown-out candle, her eyelids becoming rather heavy.
“Ayaka-chan, is she going to be okay?” asked a worried Honoka.
“She’s perfectly fine, Darling,” Ayaka answered. “Like I said, just placed a mild sleeping spell on her when she wasn’t looking. She’ll come to in about an hour or so. No need to worry.”
“But why would you do that?”
“Because I’m going to bathe the two of you, like I said. Figured that she might raise some kind of objection to that, so I cast the spell on the off chance she made a big fuss over me washing her, that’s all.”
“And why would you want to bathe Kasumi-chan? I can understand wanting to bathe me, but I thought that you hated her…found her annoying and a nuisance and an obstacle. Do you really intend on washing her, or did you just knock her out so that she’d be out of the way?”
“I get your logic, Honoka-kun,” replied Ayaka, “but know that while I might find Kasumi-chan’s antics to be a little…tedious, at times, know that I don’t harbor any animosity towards her. In a way, I admire her tenacity when it comes to how much she loves and cherishes you. She loves you almost as much as I do.”
“I’m sure that she’d disagree with that last part, Ayaka-chan,” replied Honoka with a friendly warning.
“I’m absolutely sure that you’re correct about that,” replied Ayaka, “but know this, Darling: Nobody, and I mean NOBODY loves you as much as I do, Honoka-kun. I’m sure there are those like Kasumi-chan who come close…I’d even say very close compared to me, but at best, they’ll be a very close runner-up when it comes to who loves you the most, my dear Honoka-kun.” On that last part, Ayaka gently tightened her grip, bringing both Honoka and the now-out-of-it Kasumi up against her bosom firmly, pressing her boobflesh against both of their faces. “Now enough talk for the time being, it’s time to get the two of you cleaned up.”
“I imagine that Kasumi-chan will be upset that she didn’t get to wash my back when she comes to,” Honoka gently warned.
“Oh, she’ll get to do that,” replied Ayaka. “I’ll deactivate the spell to wake her up early if need be. I just wanted some one-on-one time with you for the time being, that’s all. But out of respect for her, I’m going to allow her to have some quality time with you in the baths. I know that her feelings for you are very genuine, from the bottom of her heart and the core of her soul. I don’t even intend on getting in her way when it comes to pursuing you, given how sincere her love for you is. I may just have to remind her from time to time of the pecking order in this kind of relationship, that’s all. Now no more talk, Darling. Time for cleaning.”
Ayaka proceeded to do just that, gingerly going over every nook and cranny of Honoka’s body, including the more ‘delicate’ parts of him. While this shouldn’t have necessarily been such a surprise to the young man at this point, given that Ayaka had done this very same thing before, he couldn’t help but feel nervous being so exposed and vulnerable in front of this beautiful woman.
Perhaps sensing his unease at being nude in front of Ayaka, she gently took his hands by the wrist and guided them over the nipples of her G-cup bosom.
“Honoka-kun, please don’t feel embarrassed or inadequate in front of me, understand?” said Ayaka. “You are mine and I am yours, in body, mind, and soul. And as such, this body which you see before you is yours to do with as you please. So please, don’t hold back. Have your way with it as you see fit, especially in this moment.”
“B-but, Ayaka-chan,” Honoka countered, “you’re not just some prize trophy to ogle about, nor are you some piece of meat to sample when it’s convenient. You’re a person, a beautiful woman, and I can’t disrespect you like that and mfph-”
Sure enough, Honoka Takamiya’s lips were silenced Ayaka Kagari’s lips once more as she French kissed him while guiding his hands all over her bosom. The session lasted for perhaps a full two or three minutes with the two of them instinctively going at it like animals. Eventually, Ayaka came up for air.
“I’m not just a woman, Honoka-kun,” said Ayaka. “I’m your woman, understand. That means you are more than free to do this sort of thing with me, especially when we’re alone like this. And I don’t want you feeling like you’re unworthy of me anymore, understand? You’re more than worthy of me because I love you, got that? As far as I’m concerned, we’re already dating if not outright engaged, though personally I’d consider us the latter by now, and I’m sure that Okaa-san would second that sentiment if we asked her. Now no more putting yourself down, Darling, okay?”
Ayaka proceeded with further washing Honoka’s body, insisting that he was hers in turn while they cleaned each other’s bodies. While Honoka mainly focused on washing Ayaka’s back, arms, and shoulders, she made damn sure that he gave a lot of attention to her bosom, asscheeks, and thighs. He was pretty sure that she was close to having him wash her maidenhood, but figured that she didn’t want to press him too far tonight and risk him passing out from sheer embarrassment and shaky nerves.
Once the two of them had cleaned one another, they then proceeded to wash Kasumi’s body…or more accurately, just Kasumi, for at that point, the younger Takamiya sibling had started to come to, what with Ayaka’s hidden sleep spell wearing off.
After some brief chit-chat between Ayaka and Kasumi (basically everything which Ayaka told Honoka while Kasumi was out of it), the pinkette begrudgingly accepted the situation as it stood regarding the pecking order between Ayaka and her over loving Honoka. For his part, Honoka was just shocked that (a) Ayaka was effectively permitting a love triangle between the three of them, and (b) that Kasumi was willing to go along with it.
The next hour or so consisted of the Takamiya twins washing each other’s backs. While Kasumi practically pleaded for Honoka to wash other parts of her body, he was simply too much against the idea, given that he couldn’t get around their history as siblings, feeling that it was simply too wrong to do otherwise. Relenting with a sigh, Kasumi didn’t press the issue any further, simply content that she could wash her beloved “Onii-chan’s” back and have him wash her back, shoulders, and arms, especially since they haven’t had a bath this intimate in many years.
While Honoka and Kasumi washed one another, Ayaka washed each of them using a single hand. Given her larger size, it was quite easy for the 8-foot-tall beauty to cover a whole lotta skin on each of them. And true to her word, Ayaka made sure to scrub every nook and cranny on the both of them quite thoroughly. Apparently, she had no qualms with washing another girl’s body with the same intensity and scrutiny as she did with Honoka’s body. That in turn made Honoka ponder over something…
…
Was Ayaka by chance…interested in girls as well as being interested in Honoka?
While Honoka knew by now that Ayaka Kagari was full-blown head-over-heels for him, he did ponder as to whether or not she could be potentially turned on by a member of the same sex. He was far too nervous to outright ask her such a thing, but that didn’t mean the thought wasn’t there all the same.
As if she was reading his mind, Ayaka proceeded to do something he most definitely wasn’t expecting: She held Kasumi, holding the smaller girl tenderly in her arms, leaned in, and slowly kissed her on the lips…
…the lips on her face, just to be clear.
Kasumi’s eyes widened in shock, and she began muffling something in protest, but Ayaka didn’t let up one little bit, calmly closing her eyes and slightly increasing her hold on Kasumi to make sure there was no way in hell that she could escape from Ayaka’s iron grip. Eventually, after a few seconds of resistance, Kasumi simply melted into the kiss and let Ayaka have her way.
After perhaps a minute or so of smooching, Ayaka broke off the kiss, giving Kasumi a chance to breathe through her mouth, since during that time Ayaka didn’t once let up on the kiss for a single second.
“H-Hime-san, what are you doing!?” asked a flustered Kasumi.
“Well, I believe I was kissing you a moment ago, Kasumi-chan,” Ayaka answered rather calmly.
“But why exactly?”
“Well…I guess if I were to give a reason…it would be as a show of…how to put it? [pause] Solidarity, I suppose? Solidarity between you and me as sisters, in a way of looking at it…though perhaps not in the way you may perceive it, exactly.”
“What are you talking about?” asked Kasumi, who was rather confused like Ayaka predicted she would be.
“Never you mind, Kasumi-chan, at least not for tonight anyway. We should finish cleaning the two of you up before heading off to bed,” finished Ayaka as she continued with washing up the Takamiya siblings. Neither of the two raised anymore questions or objections to the cleaning session, figuring that it was simply best for Ayaka to go on with lovingly washing the two of them at the same time, as if they were her younger siblings and she was their big sister who seemed outright obsessed with spoiling the both of them with physical shows of affection. It was both Ayaka’s sheer size - already being quite tall to begin with before the growth spurts - along with her mostly calming (yet also powerfully demanding) presence that made it clear that she would hear no objections of any kind from the two of them.
Once Ayaka had finished up with cleaning the two of them from head-to-toe more than once (she apparently had an obsession for thoroughly washing others), Ayaka simply hoisted up the two of them over her shoulder and proceeded to make her way towards the bedroom.
“A-Ayaka-chan, what are you doing!?” asked a flustered Honoka.
“Taking us to bed, silly Honoka-kun,” she replied without missing a beat.
“We’re perfectly capable of walking ourselves, you know!” countered Kasumi, who really didn’t like being hauled around like baggage.
“I know, but I feel like doing this, and we both know that in a battle of raw strength that you have no chance against me,” replied Ayaka. “You had no chance against me before at 6’6’’, so I doubt you’ll do any better against me at 8 feet tall. So just relax and let Ayaka-onee-chan carry you off to bed now, okay?” Ayaka proceeded to duck under the door as she vacated the bathroom, still firmly holding each of the Takamiya siblings slung over her shoulder.
“Shouldn’t we at least put some towels on!?” asked Honoka. “Somebody could see us!”
“If it’s one of the staff, they’ll simply turn away as would be expected. And I doubt those five tower witches would be out and about at this hour. They’re probably in the bedroom in which they were assigned when they arrived here by now, and they’ve been told not to go snooping into places which they’re not allowed to be in. And I imagine that our okaa-sans are going to be in bed by this point, so there’s little likelihood of them bumping into us, so there’s no need to worry on that end as well.” Ayaka kept her pacing as she talked, walking around in the buff without a worry in the world as she made her way towards her bedroom.
Fortunately, nobody appeared to spot the towering beauty hauling her smaller pseudo-captives over her strong shoulders as she made the relatively small trek from the bathroom to her bedroom, ducking under the doorframe as she entered. No matter how many times Honoka witnessed such an act, it never ceased to amaze him at just how big Ayaka was becoming…scratch that, Ayaka and her mother were becoming.
Once all three of them were inside, Ayaka closed the door before proceeding to place Honoka and Kasumi on the ground. After drying themselves off with spare towels in the bedroom, Ayaka then sauntered her way towards the dresser and picked out a set of pajamas for her to wear, which in this case consisted of a somewhat translucent nightgown that went down to just above her knees. Ayaka looked stunning in it, though Ayaka had a tendency of looking stunning in pretty much anything that she wore, including her school uniform, at least in Honoka’s opinion.
As she finished changing into her pajamas, she looked down at the Takamiya siblings before speaking.
“Well, come on then, you two,” she said calmly. “You should get dressed or else you risk catching a cold. Do you need me to help you?” Both Honoka and Kasumi blushed in sheer embarrassment before shaking their heads to imply “no” for a response. Surprisingly, there was a set of striped pajamas that fit Kasumi waiting in the bedroom. Whether that was sheer coincidence or something which either Ayaka or Kazane planned for was anyone’s guess. Honoka himself simply changed into a white t-shirt and a pair of black shorts to sleep in.
Once all three were changed into their pajamas, Honoka and Kasumi were surprised once more as Ayaka lifted the two of them up with one arm each before carrying them over to the bed, which surprisingly was big enough to house all three of them.
“Hime-sama,” said Kasumi, “you don’t need to be carrying us around all the time, you know. I’m perfectly capable of using my own two legs.”
“I know, Kasumi-chan,” replied Ayaka. “You’ll forgive me if I simply cannot help but succumb to the urge to carry the two of you around as I please. It brings me comfort and joy, and since I’m more powerful than you, I’m afraid you have but little choice to just ‘go with the flow’ as the saying goes and embrace your part in it all. Now then…no more talk, we need to get some sleep.”
Expecting to be spaced out somewhat on the bed, given how large and wide the surface area on it appeared to be, both Honoka and Kasumi were surprised once more as they found themselves in close proximity to Ayaka…scratch that, they were literally pressed up against Ayaka, practically lying on top of her as she used her arms to secure the both of them against her larged body. It was as if Ayaka was going to sleep holding two large teddy bears, one in each arm, against her supermodel-like body, effectively pressing their faces right up against her G-cup bosom.
“Ayaka-chan!/Hime-sama!” said both Honoka and Kasumi in flustered bewilderment once more.
“Sorry,” yawned Ayaka, “but I just can’t help myself. The two of you look so cute and adorable being so small that I just can’t help but cuddle up against the two of you. Not to be mean or sound like a broken record when I say this, but I’ll hear no complaints or objections about this, understand?”
Before either Honoka or Kasumi could so much as vocalize a response, Ayaka followed through by palming the back of Kasumi’s head and bringing her in for a powerful French kiss, all while smothering Honoka deep into her cleavage and tenderly rubbing his face into her bosom. After thirty seconds of this, she switched the two, with Kasumi’s face in Ayaka’s generous bosom and Honoka’s lips glued to hers, giving him just as much passion in the follow-up kiss as the one with Kasumi. After another thirty seconds, Ayaka switched once more, kissing Kasumi and smothering Honoka, but this time for a good minute. Then she did the same thing switched around once more, spending another minute doing the same thing, but with the Takamiya siblings switching places.
After the kissing/smothering session was over, both Honoka and Kasumi were panting rather heavily after having Ayaka masterfully invade their mouths and bury their heads into her large, soft mammaries and being bombarded by her heavenly scent.
“Now it’s time to sleep, little ones,” whispered Ayaka to the two of them as she maintained her hold on the both of them, keeping them firmly held against her torso and bosom, but never to the point of harming them. “Oh, and I almost forgot, Kasumi-chan, this is your bedroom as well from now on. I figured that you’d be ecstatic to hear that, but in case you have concerns, know that this matter isn’t up for debate, okay Sweetie? From this point on, you’re our fellow bedmate. Now sleep well, you two.”
Too exhausted to put up any kind of resistance after the lovefest they were subjected to, both Honoka and Kasumi simply nodded off as they rested their heads against Ayaka’s large and firm-yet-also-soft breasts, effectively using them as pillows while Ayaka securely held each of them in her arms against her, sighing in calm contentment and joy at having the two of them in her embrace. Soon after, all three of them were out like a freshly snuffed candle.
………
The morning after…
As the sun began cresting over the horizon in Tougetsu City, people started to go about their day, whether that was adults preparing for work, students getting ready for school, retirees deciding on what they wanted or needed to take care of, or any other conceivable activity one partakes of. But back to the goings-on at the Kagari estate.
As sunlight flitted through the window, Honoka was the first to be stirred awake. Looking around his immediate area, he saw that he was still in the bedroom, atop the bed, pressed up firmly against the towering Ayaka Kagari, who still had him secured firmly in her arm with his head gently pressed against her bosom. While a part of him would have loved to stay like this for quite some time, he sighed at the realization of the phrase “all good things come to an end.” After peacefully basking in the warmth of Ayaka’s embrace, Honoka sighed before gently nudging against Ayaka’s soft-yet-also-firm torso.
“Ayaka-chan,” he whispered, “it’s time to get up.”
“Mmmmhm,” groaned Ayaka in response as she slightly shifted about.
“Come on now, Ayaka-chan,” Honoka gently chided.
“Don’t wanna,” grumbled the black-haired beauty.
“Please, Ayaka-chan,” cooed Honoka. “Would you do it if I offered you a kiss?”
In one swift motion, Ayaka leaned up and gently palmed the back of Honoka’s head before bringing him in for a French kiss, pouring her heart into the act with such intensity like she had done all the other times. The suddenness of the act caught Honoka by surprise, but seconds later, he returned the passion with all the gusto he could muster, turning the kiss into another love-filled back-and-forth between the two.
After a minute or two of kissing, Honoka pulled away before speaking once more.
“Alright then, Ayaka-chan, you’ve gotten your morning kiss, so can we please get up now? We need to get ready for breakfast and school.”
“Fine,” grumbled Ayaka reluctantly, clearly not wanting to either leave the bed nor have Honoka leave her embrace.
Once Kasumi was nudged awake, the three proceeded to get up and start changing out of their pajamas into their school uniforms. Honoka offered to step out of the room to let the other two change, but Ayaka put her foot down (figuratively speaking, of course, lest she scare the Takamiya siblings by stomping, given her larger size).
“Nonsense, Honoka-kun,” she stated. “We’ve already bathed together, so why should we need to hid ourselves from one another when changing?” Even if Honoka raised a viable reason, Ayaka made it clear that she would have none of it. It seemed that as Ayaka enlarged, she had less and less of a problem in declaring that she would have her way. Whether this was because of her innate sense of nobility, being referred to by the title of “Hime-sama,” or as an effect of the growth spurts, Honoka wasn’t sure…maybe a little of both.
In any case, as Honoka changed into this school uniform (and the girls into theirs), he had a sneaking feeling about something being off…an old familiar feeling of mild unease.
As he looked upon Ayaka’s figure, Honoka’s eyes darted back and forth between her body and Kasumi’s, using his sister’s body as a comparison. After perhaps thirty seconds or so of back-and-forth glancing, that feeling in Honoka’s gut felt more pronounced. While he initially wanted to wave it off, he felt that his body relative to Ayaka’s felt different when they were laying in bed together…as if there was “more” of Ayaka to go around, in the most literal sense of the word.
“Something wrong, Honoka-kun?” asked Ayaka as she gazed down at him from on high…much higher than Honoka remembered. Kasumi joined in looking at Honoka with concern on her face.
“Ayaka-chan,” began Honoka once more, “not to sound repetitive, but do you by chance have some measuring tape nearby?”
Understanding what he was getting at, Ayaka gracefully made her way towards a dresser drawer, her footfalls making muffled ‘thuds’ as her feet hit the floor and her hips sashaying oh-so-seductively as she walked. Whether this was done on purpose to get a rise out of Honoka or simply part of Ayaka’s natural-born grace and elegance, he wasn’t sure…but whichever it was, she looked damn good in the way she moved, even just in the simple act of walking!
Once Ayaka retrieved the tape, she went through the procedure done previous times. Marking a spot on the wall near the doorway, Ayaka took the starting end of the tape and held it with her thumb firmly right alongside the mark. By this point, Honoka no longer asked Ayaka to double-check her markings, knowing she’d get it right the first time. She then let the tape roll far, far down the wall until it hit the floor.
In usual fashion, Honoka made his way towards the corner where wall met floor, his heart pounding as he neared closer. He firmly took the tape in his hands and laid it flat against the wall, letting Ayaka know if there was any slack that needed to be let up. Once the tape was laid flush against the wall, Honoka read the number he came to at the corner…
…and his breath seized up instinctively as he looked.
“Well, Honoka-kun?” asked Ayaka.
“What does it say, Onii-chan?” asked Kasumi.
“N-n-n…” muttered Honoka.
He felt two hands gently rest upon his shoulders. One of them was Kasumi’s hand, with her gazing with love and worry etched in her face. The other was the much larger hand belonging to Ayaka as she knelt somewhat in order to touch his shoulder.
“It’s okay, Honoka-kun,” said Ayaka in a calming tone of voice. “Just breathe…everything will be alright, I promise you, Darling.”
“Exactly, Onii-chan,” said Kasumi in her own equally endearing tone.
Taking a deep breath and exhaling shortly after, Honoka read off the measurement aloud.
“Nine feet, six inches…”