A/N: In the manga's English translation Julia's dialogue is often misspelled or has phonetic stand-ins for common words as a way to symbolize her poor grasp of the Japanese language. I've done something similar in this story.
Sota turned in his bed, hugging his blanket around him with an annoyed sigh as he heard his door open. He peeked his eyes open, scowling as he saw the digital display read 6:00AM. While many athletes trained heavily in the mornings, the girls of the volleyball team were all very much late risers, and preferred afternoon or even evening workouts. The only one of the girls he’d consistently been able to get up early was the captain, Sanae, and even she’d given up on early morning runs once she’d managed to slim her weight down to a place she was comfortable with.
So who the hell is getting me up this early? He wondered with a sigh, “Hello? Kaoru? Is that you?”
He sat up, then yelped in surprise as he took in the three towering girls in his room. None of them were members of the volleyball team, and they were wearing ski-masks over their faces as they grinned down at him.
“Is this the guy?” a girl giggled.
“Yep, that’s their dorm manager, and their coach,” the one in the middle said.
Sota frowned, the voice was familiar, “Hey, I know you!” he said angrily, “you’re the basketball team captain!”
She scowled, “So much for the masks,” she muttered, pulling her own off. “Someone get the bag!”
“Bag!?” Sota cried, “what are you doing!? Someone help MMPF!”
Sota nearly gagged as a balled up sock was shoved roughly into his mouth by one of the Amazonian girls. He grumbled angrily, struggling as they brought him into a large sport’s equipment bag, slipping him inside and pulling the drawstring shut. The trio giggled as their captain hefted him over her back, and she shushed the other two as they delicately snuck their way back through the dorm’s abandoned living room and out the front door.
…
Sota grunted as the bag was turned over, letting him tumble down onto a set of soft gym mats. He groaned, turning and looking up at the members of the girl’s basketball team, all of them grinning down at him eagerly. Like the girls of the volleyball team, the basketball players were all twice the heights he’d remembered them being in what he increasingly thought of as the “old timeline.”
The basketball team had been a thorn in his side ever since he’d been drawn into the management of the girl’s volleyball team, from fights for use of the university’s athletic facilities, to competition recruiting big girls for their respective sports, the rivalry between the two sports teams had become a common topic of gossip around the university.
“I told you it would be easy to get him!” the captain declared with a grin, “Those lazy volleyball girls never get up before noon!”
“They’re almost always up by ten!” Sota shouted defensively, standing up. “What’s this about? You can’t just kidnap people! You’re going to get in a lot of trouble for this!”
“Oh really?” The basketball captain chuckled, holding out an official looking form down to him.
Sota took it with a frown, “Employee transfer? Girl’s Basketball Assistant Coach and Dorm Manager!?” He looked up at her angrily, “You can’t just make me work for you!”
“It seems someone forgot that he gets his paycheck and room from the university! Which means you can get transferred if the university thinks you’d do better at another on-campus job,” She smirked. “As you know, the basketball team is much more popular than the volleyball team, so when I said our team needed you, they thought it was a great idea!”
“Well too bad,” Sota grumbled, “I’ll just quit!”
“Now now,” the captain said, “let’s not get too hasty, I could be convinced to trade you back to the volleyball team, in exchange for someone else.”
“Julia,” Sota sighed.
The volleyball team’s resident American exchange student was one of the top scouted women’s basketball players in her home country, and in Japan the towering blond was an unstoppable force on the court. Oddly enough Julia had dropped basketball in college, choosing to pursue volleyball instead, traveling overseas and eventually finding a place on the Hokuei University team.
“Julia doesn’t want to play basketball!” Sota shouted angrily, “She’s told you guys this a million times! Why can’t you take the hint?”
“If we can’t have Julia, then we’ll keep you!” the captain said. “You’ve brought the Volleyball team to a string of victories on your coaching ability, despite the fact that you’ve never had a job in athletics before! Clearly you’re some sort of coaching prodigy, and the basketball team needs you more than the volleyball team does! And if you do want to quit? Good luck getting your nice job at the volleyball dorm back!”
“I’m not some kind of master coach, I barely know how to play basketball!” Sota protested.
“Then explain how the volleyball team wins, and we don’t?” the captain asked, crossing her arms.
“Uh, I don’t know, because you guys suck?” he smirked.
“H-He said we suck!” one of the girls said behind their captain, sniffling as she fought back tears.
Sota rolled his eyes, “Hey, come on now-“
More of the girls were beginning to tear up, and the captain glared down at him, “Yeah, maybe we aren’t great, but now that we’ve got you, our luck is going to turn around! Now coach, what should we do to start our practice?”
“I’m not-“ he started, but the sight of the girls behind the captain wiping tears out of their eyes moved him more than he thought it would. With a growl of frustration Sota decided to do something he knew he’d regret. “Okay, let’s start with some laps… And captain…what was your name again?”
“Hana,” she said with a smile.
“Go get me a playbook or something…”
The basketball team cheered.
…
Kaoru yawned, rolling out of bed and walking sleepily down the hallway of the volleyball dorm’s hallway. It was about 10:30 or so, and the other girls were emerging from their rooms and gathering in the kitchen.
“Hey, something’s wrong here,” Ayano muttered, “I can’t quite put my finger on it…”
“We’ll figure it out after we eat,” Kyouka grumbled, “I’m starving.”
Sanae suddenly sat upright, “We don’t have breakfast, that’s because…”
“SOTA!” they all said at once.
“Sota!” Julia said, bouncing into the kitchen with a grin, “Is his berthday? Or…” She frowned, “Where iz he?”
“He’s not in his room!” Sanae shouted from the hallway.
“There no need to panic,” Julia said with a smile, “Sota is maybe just enjoying long walk-“
Julia’s cell phone rang, interrupting their conversation. With a frown she pulled it from her pocket, answering it. As the person on the other end of the phone spoke a frown came over her face, and she placed it on the table, turning it on speaker.
“Hello Julia,” Hana’s smug voice came over the phone. “I’ve decided to up my efforts in getting you on the team. You might remember Sota? Your coach? Well he’s ours now!”
“What the hell is she talking about?” Kyouka growled.
“You can’t just steal our coach,” Sanae said angrily, “we’ll go straight to the university, and-“
“Listening to me!” Julia said, slamming her palm on the table and quieting them all. “I don’t know who yoo arr, or what you want, but I has a very particular set of skills, skills that make me a nightmare for girls likes you, if you give Sota back? Is end of it, if not? I will find you…” She reached for the phone and hit the “end call” button, leaving the girls in stunned silence.
“That was… chilling,” Kaouru muttered, “Did you just make that up yourself?”
Julia frowned, “No, was from Taking movie, with Qui Gon Jin?”
“I don’t know what she’s talking about,” Kaoru growled, “but we need to go get my brother back, come on!”
“She is wanting me,” Julia said with a sigh, “I will go for Sota, try to enjoy life while I am gone.”
With that Julia started towards the door, humming a pop song tune under her breath as she popped a pink piece of bubble gum into her mouth. The loud *pop* of the bubble punctuated her exit.
…
Sota relaxed in the folding chair, reading the team’s playbook as two of the towering basketball players handed him a tray of fresh fruit and his favorite brand of soda, complete with a straw.
“Thanks,” he chuckled, “but I can get my own-“
“There’s nothing too good for our coach!” one of the girls cooed.
Another came over and knelt behind him, rubbing his shoulders, “Wouldn’t it be so much nicer to stay here instead of with that mean old volleyball team?”
“Hey, the volleyball team appreciates me!” Sota protested.
“Do they really though?” Hana laughed, coming over to join the rest of their girls as they pampered Sota. “Don’t you think it would be nice to come back with us and really let us take care of you? ” She winked at that last part, “I’m sure the Volleyball girls are just constantly teasing you, but if you come back with us you could finally get what you’ve really wanted this whole time!”
Sota frowned, “What I’ve really wanted this whole time?”
“Of course silly,” Hana said, kneeling down in front of him with a grin, “You obviously like bigger girls, but the Volleyball team just strings you on and makes you their live-in servant, we’ll let you go all the way, with all of us! We’ll even let you play with our boobs whenever you want!”
“Yeah!” the other three girls giggled, leaning in closer.
Sota looked at them blankly, then started chuckling. Soon it became a guffawing laughter that filled the gym. Eventually the girls who were still practicing stopped, looking in confusion at their temporary coach as he wheezed for air, the laughter finally dying down.
“Okay, first off the volleyball team definitely isn’t stringing me along when it comes to uh… intimate stuff,” Sota said, sitting forward, “second, you can’t just bribe a guy with sex to get him to abandon his friends!”
Hana scowled, “Okay, so maybe one of them slept with you, but we can offer you-“
“All of them,” Sota deadpanned, causing Hana to go quiet.
The basketball captain gulped, “A-All of them!?”
“Yeah,” he said flatly, then paused for a moment, “Except for Kaoru, and that one has been…” he chuckled, that has been a closer call than I’d like to admit!
“W-What about threeways!” Hanna bargained.
“Done it,” Sota yawned.
“Foursomes?”
“My hips get tired, so the last girl has to get on top,” Sota shrugged.
They were interrupted by the door to the gym opening, cutting off the discussion as Julia walked into the gym, bouncing a basketball slowly as she walked across the court. Every few seconds the loud *pop* of her gum rang out, causing the nervous basketball team to wince.
“Ah, about time you showed up,” Hana said, abandoning Sota to the other girl’s attention for a moment. She grinned, placing her hands on her hips defiantly as Julia glared at her, “I’m sure you know what I want?”
“You want me to bee basketball player,” Julia said with a frown, “I already said I luv volleyball though, you will knot listen?”
Hana sighed, “Look, right now we’re scraping along near the bottom of our division, but with you? We could be champions! Who even cares what the volleyball team is doing?”
“I do,” Julia sniffed, “Know give me Sota, and I will go!”
“Uh, Julia, about that,” Sota called nervously.
“We’re making him our coach now!” Hana grinned, “and just in time too. If we don’t pull off a win at the game this Saturday, they’re reducing our funding! We need new jerseys!”
“They do look a little worn,” Sota admitted, grimacing at how the lettering was peeling off of many of them.
“A wagler,” Julia said suddenly, “To give bak Sota!”
“A what?” Hana asked, confused.
Julia scowled, mentally searching for the word, snapping her fingers in frustration as she lamented her lack of fluency in Japanese. Finally she snapped her fingers excitedly.
“A bet!”
“Oh, a wager, ” Hana said with a nod, “I’m sorry, but we’re way beyond that, I’m not going to shoot free throws against you for coaching rights or anything like that.”
“Your upcoming game!” Julia beamed, “If you win, you get Sota as couch, er, coach? And I join team!”
Hana’s eyes went wide, “Y-You’ll join AND we get Sota!?”
The rest of the basketball team was watching excitedly now, “Do it Hana!” one called, “Go for it!”
“Yeah!” Hana grinned, “It’s agreed! Okay girls, let’s hustle, we need to be in tip top shape for our game this Saturday, this one’s going to be the most important one of our college careers!”
“Julia!” Sota hissed as the towering blond walked over to him, “I’ve been reading their playbook, and the team next week is from some community college north of here, they’re ranked even worse than our team! They’re easily going to win!”
“They are bad guys,” Julia said stubbornly, “They will lose.”
“Okay,” Sota sighed, “I guess I’m stuck as the basketball team’s manager until then…” He glanced at the girls with a grimace, they’d already started chatting amongst themselves instead of finishing the drills he’d assigned. “Hey!” he barked, “Come on, let’s go!” they squeaked, quickly starting to shoot baskets again.
“I will barbecue you Sota,” Juila vowed.
“Huh?” Sota asked with a frown.
“Rescue you!” Julia corrected, reaching down to hug him close. He grunted as he was swept up into her embrace, her massive J-cup breasts enveloping his face and smothering him as he struggled in her grip. “You are like damsel, stolen by a terrible dragon!” Julia moaned, squeezing him tighter. The warmth of the massive pillows was starting to have an almost sedative effect, and he groaned happily, going limp as his face was rubbed up and down the soft flesh.
“Hey, you’re smothering him!” Hana shouted.
“You basketballers know nothing of how to keep Sota happy!” Julia cried angrily, “Without boobs in his face he will starve!”
Hana raised an eyebrow, “He will-“
“Be starved of affection!” Julia explained, “he can go through withdraw, and bee very sad and oopset!”
“Booby withdrawals?” Hana asked skeptically.
“It’s a real thing captain!” one of the other players whispered, “especially for guys like Sota who are used to a lot of them!”
“Fine, we’ll make sure he’s taken care of,” Hana chuckled. “Now get out of here! We’ve got practice to do!”
…
Sota sighed, staring down into the frying pans as he prepared a large portion of stir fry meat for the waiting basketball team. They were all chatting excitedly as they waited at the long table, and they cheered as he served them one at a time.
“This is great!” Hana said excitedly. “We never have home cooked meals!”
“You know, if you guys ate better and took your training more seriously, you could probably do as well as the volleyball team’s been doing,” Sota said crossly.
“This is the kind of coaching we’ve needed,” Hana said, and the other girls nodded in approval as they began shoveling the food into their mouths.
Sota sighed, waiting for the girls to finish, and as Hana cleaned her plate he walked over to her, reaching for the empty dish. Hana raised an eyebrow, instead getting up and taking the dish to the sink.
“You guys wash your own dishes?” Sota asked curiously.
“Well yeah,” Hana said, “who else is going to do it?”
“Your dorm manag-“ he stopped himself, smiling, “Uh, yeah haha, who else?”
“Did they seriously make you clean up after you cooked for them?” Hana asked with a scowl.
“He even shaves their armpits and plucks hairs for them!” one of the girls called.
Sota’s face went red, “H-How did you hear that?”
“It’s not true is it?” Hana asked, “there’s no way you’ve been coddling those girls that much?”
…
Kaoru scowled, “Has anyone seen the leg razors!?”
“Has to have put them somewhere!” Sanae muttered, looking under the sink.
“Damnit,” Kyouka grumbled, looking at the mess the other two girls had caused in their search, “I can’t deal with this on an empty stomach! What’s the status on dinner Sakura?”
She was answered by the smoke detector going off, and the girls all turned to see Sakura yelping in surprise as she tried to pull a burning dish off the stove. Ayano quickly ran up to her with a fire extinguisher, spraying the mist over the dishes just in time to prevent a full blaze.
“Uh… I decided to make the recipe well done, ” Sakura said, adjusting her glasses and smiling weakly.
“I bringed food!” Julia called, walking into the kitchen with bags in her arms.
“Hey, I could have figured it out!” Sakura protested, “I’m just a little out of practice cooking is all!”
“Hey, don’t look a gift tit-cow in the mouth,” Kyouka said with a smirk, moving past her to sit at the table.
“My country’s greatest invention!” Julia squealed, pushing the bags of fast food towards them, “McDonalds!”
The girls grabbed their cheeseburgers eagerly, wolfing them down and groaning happily as they enjoyed their first real meal of the day. Julia beamed, happy to see her friends fed, taking a bite of her own double quarter pounder.
“This is good,” Sanae muttered, “but we can’t just live off cheeseburgers forever!”
“We can’t?” Julia asked curiously.
“That’s how your country got fat, isn’t it?” Kaoru asked.
“Hold on, McDonalds makes you fat!?” Sanae squeaked, looking down at her burger in horror. The team’s captain had struggled with her weight the previous semester, finally slimming back down to her normal petite form after a strenuous diet and exercise program.
“It can make fat parts grow,” Julia said, looking down at her massive breasts with a frown.
Kyouka raised an eyebrow, “Uh, here Sanae, why don’t I just take your portion,” she grinned as she reached for the shorter girl’s French fries.
“It’s not just the food,” Sakura muttered, raising her arm and looking at the stubble over her pit with a grimace, “I’m missing Sota’s help with other stuff.”
“How did we get so reliant on Sota!?” Kaoru scowled. “He’s been gone like a day and we’re falling apart over here!”
“Just don’t shave pits!” Julia said with a smile, raising her own arms and showing off the curly blond hairs that grew thick out of her own armpits.
“EWWW!” the other girls recoiled.
“You westerners get so hairy,” Kyouka said distastefully, “how do you walk around with those things?”
Julia just blinked obliviously, “I don’t use armpits to walk?”
“Julia, do you have some kind of plan to make sure the basketball team loses this game?” Sanae asked, “I don’t know how much longer we’re going to last if we can’t get Sota back…”
Julia just smiled and nodded, “Don’t worry! Be happy!” With that she finished her cheeseburger, humming a tune as she walked back to her bedroom.
“I’ve got to admit, I admire her carefree attitude,” Kyouka muttered.
“I hope she knows what she’s doing,” Kaoru sighed, “otherwise we’re losing Sota and her…”
…
Sota stirred from his slumber, blinking sleep out of his eyes as the first rays of the sun came in through his window.
“Good morning!” Hanna called, wrapping her arms around his head and pulling him into her chest.
“MMF!?” Sota’s surprise was muffled as the pair of gigantic breasts swallowed his face up. Hana wasn’t nearly as well endowed as most of the girls of the volleyball team, but with the added size that all of the female athletes had gained since the “timeline shift” they were still easily large enough to make it hard for him to breath.
“G-Good morning,” he mumbled happily as she finally let him go.
“Wow, that really did improve his mood,” Hana said, “Okay, next girl!”
“Wait, huh?” Sota asked, suddenly realizing there was a line of Amazonian girls going out of his bedroom, all giggling and smirking excitedly.
“Rumor has it that you have to motorboat every member of the volleyball team before their matches,” Hana said, “and obviously, going by their record, it’s a good luck charm that works!”
Sota frowned, “I don’t-“ he stopped himself, “I mean uh, yeah, it’s a secret ritual, darn! Who told you? Okay next girl!”
…
News of the feud between the volleyball team and the basketball team had quickly spread throughout the campus, and the wager for Sota’s services and Julia’s athletic scholarship had quickly become the most popular topic of gossip. Accordingly, as Sota and the girls of the basketball team arrived at the gym for the upcoming match, the stands were already packed with murmuring spectators, far more than had ever attended any basketball or volleyball event in the past.
“Good turnout,” Hana chuckled, “Hopefully these people really get hooked on girl’s basketball after seeing us win today.
The girl’s volleyball team was watching from the sidelines. Too big for the stands, they were either sitting on the floor, or in Kaoru and Sanae’s case, standing, grim expressions on their faces. One person was missing though…
Julia, where are you? Sota wondered.
As for the match itself, Sota had mixed emotions. His competitive nature meant he wanted the girls he’d been coaching that week to win, and he’d even developed something of a soft spot for the basketball team, but at the same time…
I’ve got to get back to the volleyball girls, he thought grimly, looking over at them.
“And presenting your away challengers, the girls of Otaru Community College!” the announcer boomed over the loudspeakers.
Polite clapping rang out as the away team walked out of the locker room onto the court, but then the crowd went hushed as they saw the fifth and final member of the away team.
“JULIA!?” Sota shouted.
“Hey, you can’t play for the away team!” Hana howled.
“Actually she can,” the captain of the Otaru team smirked, holding up a rulebook, “Part time and provisional students are acceptable members of a university sport’s team, and she’s been taking our special remedial Japanese weeklong course since Monday!”
“How have you been getting all the way over to Otaru without us noticing?” Kaoru asked, dumbfounded.
“I biked!” Julia said with a smile.
“This will never stand!” Hana cried.
“I have followed all the rools,” Julia retorted smugly.
The referee took the rulebook, frowning as he looked over the official looking transcript the Otaru captain provided.
“It appears to be in order,” the referee shrugged.
“B-But this isn’t fair!” Hana shouted.
“If you want to contest it, you can,” the referee said, “but I’ll have to record this as a forfeit.”
Hana’s face went pale, “No, we’ll play…” she gulped, looking up at Julia, who towered about a head over even the Amazonian basketball captain.
“Yay!” Julia cheered.
That was brilliant, Sota thought in awe, watching Julia take a position across from the Hokuei players. Sometimes the language barrier makes it hard to remember how clever she actually is…
The game began, and right away it became clear that Julia’s presence had turned the match from one favoring Hokuei, to one dramatically weighed in Otaru’s favor. Julia easily stole the ball from the other players, making unbelievably accurate shots from well beyond the three point line.
She’s really something, Sota thought with a chuckle, watching Julia leap up, taking a shot at the apex of her jump and causing the buzzer to ring out again as she scored.
The match was moving closer to the sidelines where he was watching now, and he gulped, looking up at the gargantuan girls as they dribbled the ball ever nearer to the out of bounds line.
“H-Hey,” he stammered, “Be careful-“
The foul that ensued caused the girls to tumble like redwoods in a logging camp, and Sota cried out in wide-eyed terror as four girls - each one of them more than twice his size - squealed in panic as they fell towards him.
“Sota!” Julia squealed.
The world seemed to slow as the blond leapt towards him, and distantly Sota found himself focusing on how it made her breasts, themselves bigger than any basketball, shake up and down. He was lifted off the ground as Julia grabbed him, hugging him close as the rest of the girls bowled over them.
“Oof,” he grunted as he hit the ground, cushioned from the fall by Julia’s arms, and the world went dark as the massive pair of breasts blocked out the light of the gym and sent him away to a warm wonderland as they spilled over his head, hiding him from view.
Julia giggled as she felt his erection press hard against her, and he couldn’t help but sigh as the scents of Julia’s sweat mixed with the citrusy body wash she used when showering, faint, yet lingering in his nostrils as he breathed deeply against the fabric of her basketball jersey.
From far away he could hear the sound of the referee’s whistle blowing wildly, trying to get the girls that were dogpiled over him to get off. He felt the burden lessen slightly, but remained calm, enjoying the way Julia kept him close to her.
“Give him some air!” the referee called, grimacing as he saw Sota’s eyes closed, a calm expression on his face.
“I will give lip to lip resuscitation,” Julia said, lifting herself over him and cradling his tiny body in a rather passionate kiss that caused the crowd to clap and cheer.
“T-That’s not CPR!” Kaoru called indignantly, “Hey, come on, she’s not even doing chest compressions!”
Sota opened his eyes as she stood up, grinning down at him, “Are you okey-dokey?” she asked.
“Yeah,” he grinned, “Okey-Dokey.”
The rest of the game was a slaughter, with the away team leading by nearly thirty points by the time the final buzzer rang out, ending the humiliation. Sota couldn’t help but chuckle at the despondent look of Hana and the rest of the basketball team, and the Otaru team all jumped excitedly, embracing each other in the face of a rare victory for their small school.
Julia smiled, leaving them to their celebrations. As the audience began to file out, she walked across the court to Hana, twirling the basketball on one finger as she regarded her rival.
“So, the bet seams to be settled,” she remarked, “Sota will come back to the volleyball team now?”
“You cheated!” Hana pouted, “I don’t have to honor it! I’ve got the university on my side, and-“
“And you also stoled Sota from his room and kidnapped him?” Julia asked, “What does university roolz say about that?”
Hana’s eyes went wide as she sweat-dropped, “T-That was just a bit of harmless fun!”
“Yeah, you know you could get in a lot of trouble,” Sota chuckled, looking up at her, “Last I checked, I think that’s a crime or something, isn’t it?”
Hana sighed, defeated, “Fine, go…” she looked over at the other girls of the basketball team, who were tearing up.
“B-But our uniforms…” one of them sobbed.
“Oh for…” Sota sighed, turning back to them, “Look, the volleyball team has a little extra money saved away. What if we loan it to you guys for new uniforms, and you can pay us back next year when you get your university disbursement?”
“Y-you’d do that?” Hana asked, awed.
“It seems like the good guyz thing to do,” Julia nodded in approval.
“And I guess maybe I could come by and help you at your practice once a week,” Sota said, “until you find a new coach! Then I’m gone!”
Hana smiled, “Sota… you’re the best!” He grunted as she swept him up into a hug, pressing his face into her chest in a very deliberate fashion. “And if you ever want a new coaching job, you know where to find us,” she giggled, slowly setting him down.
“T-Thanks,” he stammered, stumbling back to Julia.
“Reddy to go?” Julia asked sweetly.
“Yeah,” he chuckled, “thanks for saving me.”
He cried out in surprise as Julia bent down, sweeping him up into her arms in a bridal carry. He blushed as he was pressed bodily against those titanic breasts, their warmth cradling him as she snuggled him close.
“Great, now that we’ve got Sota back, let’s talk about what’s for dinner!” Kaoru said excitedly.
“Order out,” Julia said with a smirk, “I rescued Sota, I will be taking hymn tonight, he is like rescued princess!”
“Y-You mean prince!” Sota stammered.
“When princess is rescued, she goes with the rescuer,” Julia grinned.
The other girls protested, but Julia ignored them, carrying her prize out the gym’s double doors, stooping low to make it underneath them. The late afternoon was beginning to transition into early evening as Julia walked him over to her massive bicycle, a towering piece of metal that had apparently increased in size with her when the world had changed, and slipped Sota into the basket at the front.
“Where are we going?” Sota asked hesitantly.
“Two a hotel four lovers,” she said with a grin.
Sota gulped as she started pedaling, zooming through the streets, her massive size giving her speed almost matching the cars and buses that raced along in the main traffic beside them.
…
To Sota’s surprise the dingy hotel Julia had brought them to on the side of a rural road had a room in her size, and as she carried him over her shoulder into the massive bedroom he felt almost like a prize. With a giggle Julia tossed him gently down to the mattress, looming over him as her golden hair caught the last rays of the setting sun.
“That was really clever,” Sota remarked, “how you outsmarted them I mean…” He blushed a moment, “I know sometimes we don’t take you too seriously, but you really came through for me today.”
Julia shrugged, “It’s okay, am not genius even in English!” she giggled, “but no knead for being a genius, just knead to be smarter than person being tricked, right?”
“I guess,” Sota chuckled.
She got down onto her knees, lifting her jersey over her head and tossing it away with a happy sigh. Sota immediately looked down at her sports bra, his mouth going dry as he got a good look at the pair of breasts that he’d already spent so much time with that day.
I swear they must be J-cups , thought Sota, which in a way would be ironically fitting for her. J for Julia. Julia’s jiggly ginormous J-cups.
“I am so sweaty,” Julia declared with a sigh, lifting a sports bra off her chest that seemed to almost make a sticky peeling sound as it separated from her, letting the jiggling pillows bounce free to Sota’s delight. She giggled at how enamored he’d suddenly become with her chest, “Come to the bath with me,” she ordered.
“Okay,” Sota muttered, his eyes never leaving the pair of beanbag-chair sized breasts.
She lifted him up again, pulling his clothes free with smooth motions as she carried him to the tub. Her athletic shorts fell at last, joining the rest of their clothing on the floor as she eased her 15-foot-tall body into the vast porcelain bath with him. She cuddled him close to her, easing the cool feeling of the porcelain as the warmth of her body heat kept his skin from erupting into goosebumps, and a second later the water was running, and the warm sudsy surface face, enveloping them as they rested in each other’s arms.
“Well all missed yoo Sota,” Julia groaned, easing back in the bath as she hefted Sota in front of her. “You dew so much four us…”
She let Sota float in front of her for a moment, an easy feat in the massive volleyball-girl-sized tub, then handed him a bar of soap. She grinned and jutted her chest forward, then groaned excitedly as Sota began to slowly run the bar of soap of her smooth skin.
“That’s it,” she growled, shivering as Sota slid the bar over her erect nipple.
He smirked, abandoning the soap once he felt that he’d worked enough suds up into the water. His hands replaced it, spreading the warm bubbles over Julia’s chest, pressing and causing the jiggling motions to roil across the surface like waves on the ocean. Julia kicked and writhed in pleasure, splashing some of the water out of the tub and making it hard for Sota to keep up with her as he continued the massage, thoroughly wiping all of the grime and sweat she’d built up over a day of athletics and cycling. From his point of view, he was like a humble fishing vessel riding a malevolently horny ocean in the midst of an all-powerful tempest conjured up by the Greek god Poseidon.
Julia slipped into English, muttering a swear that Sota didn’t understand as her hands shot down, cupping under his buttcheeks and sliding his upper body against Julia’s much larger torso. He gasped in surprise as she forced his throbbing erection up and between her soft and soap covered breasts. One of her hands cupped under his back for support as he instinctively began to thrust his hips into her cleavage, falling forward onto the pillowy breasts at the same time.
“Fuck them!” Julia ordered, giggling as she held the tiny man close. The water roiled from Sota’s motions, and every time he thought he might tire Julia’s hand came up behind him again, providing extra force and extra support as he slid his shaft back and forth through the tight and sudsy gap.
“I-I’m going to-“ he stammered.
“Make them dirty again!” Julia laughed, “Then you cleen them again!”
Sota tensed as her teasing sent him over the edge, spurting furiously over the soft expanse of her breasts, his manhood erupting like a geyser as his seed shot up between her breasts. Julia leaned back again, her hands coming around to pull him into her, finishing his thrusts and smiling contentedly as Sota’s face went blank and he tumbled over, landing on the pair of jiggling breasts like they were airbags, keeping him from slipping further down into the water as he panted in exhaustion.
“Hmm… looks like the water has been made dirty,” Julia said, looking at the white goo now floating amongst the soap suds. She beamed, “We will half two empty and refill the bath, you can wash me again Sota!”
“Sounds good,” he said with a dreamy smile.
…
Later, after their second bath, Sota was lying on the bed, curled in Julia’s arms. Julia was gently rubbing a hand through his hair, enjoying the time holding him as he dwelled on the nature of the hotel room.
I wonder, he thought, did this room appear just because Julia needed it? Or was it always a “big” girl sized room… Most of the world’s accommodations haven’t changed, the now oversized volleyball girls, and basketball girls he supposed, were often forced to bend down or even crawl through doorways, but it seemed like there were random things that were sized up for them, things they absolutely needed like the dorm, their clothes, or Julia’s bike.
“Worrying about something?” Julia asked softly.
He started, “Just uh, thinking about stuff,” he lied.
Julia lifted herself over him, smiling down warmly as the bedsprings creaked and her melon sized breasts hung down over Sota like a pair of glorious chandeliers.
“What is worrying?” she asked, “Is it because yew think we all used to bee shorter?”
“Did Sakura tell all of you!?” he asked angrily.
“No, I don’t think so,” Julia said with a frown, “butt if she did, what is the harm? We are friends!”
“It’s an embarrassing thing,” he muttered, “I don’t want people thinking I’m crazy, and as much as I want to just live my life and ignore it, I also want to figure this whole thing out!”
“Do you like the changes?” Julia asked. “Do you like even bigger girls?”
“Of course I do,” Sota grumbled, “And it’s kind of nice that Kyouka’s boobs got bigger, but-“
“They used to be smaller!?” Julia asked, wide-eyed, “She must have hated et!”
“She did,” Sota chuckled, “But like I said, I like the changes, but I still feel like I need to figure it all out, like I’m failing if I can’t!”
Julia shrugged, “You are failing nuthing Sota, you only live once, and your life is going in a way that makes you happy, isn’t it?”
“It is,” he admitted uneasily.
“Then keep going!” Julia grinned, “so you cannot sea the end, Eye did not know watt would happen when I decided too study in Japan! I did not know wut would happen if Eye decided to play volleyball! But it is what eye have cum two love!” She leaned down and kissed him on the forehead, “Everythings wheel be fine so long as yoo hav us!”
“Yeah,” he smiled, “I guess you’re right!”
“Let me help you too relax,” Julia winked, slowly sliding down the bed.
She stopped when her face was hovering over his manhood, which was already rising in response to the warm puffs of her breath as she began to toy with it, sliding her finger playfully up the shaft. A moment later she gripped it in earnest as it seemed to rise to life, stroking him to full mast as she grinned up at him.
“Eye did knot get to taste it before,” she said in a low voice, “This time eye will…”
“Taste?” he asked curiously, but his question was answered as her lips slid over the head of his cock, causing him to shiver and fall back. Her tongue slid up and down along his length as her head bobbed up and down, an expert motion that all but paralyzed him.
Julia went on like this for several minutes, each time Sota could swear he was getting close to finishing, she’d slow, looking up and making eye contact with a smirk. She was toying with him, and he felt completely within her control as her tongue toyed with him in time with the slow up and down pump of her lips.
“J-Julia, I’m going to finish soon!” he warned, gripping the blankets almost like he was on a roller coaster, gripping the railing with fright as they approached a large drop.
Julia’s eyes flashed, and her motions increased to a fever pitch, causing him to cry out in pleasure as he shot load after load of his seed down the towering amazon’s throat. Julia gulped it down, swallowing it without pause and draining him faster than he could cum.
“Y-Yes,” he shouted, “Yes!” He gasped, his eyes crossing and toes curling as Julia showed him no mercy, sucking eagerly and drawing out the last of his orgasm as he heard each loud thumping beat of his heart.
“Mmm…” Julia giggled, licking her lips as she sat back up. She looked down at the defeated Sota, who was moving weakly after a blowjob that had set every nerve ending in his body alight. “It wuz gud?”
“It wuz gud,” Sota agreed numbly.
This girl could suck a golfball…scratch that, a freakin’ basketball through a drinking straw, he thought to himself during the sex-induced state of bliss, marveling at how often Julia could surprise him, whether that was on the basketball court or in the bedroom.
He lay there a few minutes, watching the trio of circling ceiling lamps. As his vision cleared they came together, and he chuckled as he realized there was only one. Julia was rummaging around in her bag for something, and he sat up curiously just as she squealed in triumph, finding what she had been searching for.
“Sota,” Julia asked, handing him the electric razor, “Can you touch up me?” she pointed to her armpits, overgrown with the whispy blond hair.
“Sure,” he chuckled, “but couldn’t you shave them yourself?”
“Iz more fun wen Sota does it!” Julia beamed, sitting next to him on the bed. She lifted her arm, and with a sigh Sota began buzzing the thick fuzzy growth away. She giggled at the ticklish sensation, “Other girls may want this treatment too,” she warned, “We were helpless without hour Sota!”
Back to the same old, same old, he thought with a shrug.
…
Sota blinked in shock as he walked into the perfectly cleaned dormitory. Everything was picked up, the counters were polished, the dishes put away, even the windows were wiped down. He walked through the common areas almost numbly, fighting the urge to break into joyous laughter.
“Welcome home Sota!” Kaoru said, smiling as the other girls gathered behind her. “You being gone made us realize that maybe we’ve been relying on you a little too much,” she blushed, “so uh… we decided to clean the place up, to show our appreciation!”
“I don’t think I’ve ever seen it this nice,” Sota said with a grin, “Thanks girls!”
“Y-You’re welcome,” Sanae said eagerly, “So you’re not going to leave us for the basketball team, right?”
He frowned, “I’m back, aren’t I? I never wanted to leave!”
“But I heard you motorboated every member of the basketball team before the game!” Kyouka said. “You don’t do that with us, is it because they were nicer to you!?”
“What!?” Sota scowled, “They only wanted that because they thought I was doing it for you!”
“And why don’t you?” Kyouka said accusingly, glancing down at her chest in frustration, “Are we not good enough or something?”
“Fine, if you guys think that will help we can do that,” Sota laughed, surprised that the volleyball team actually wanted him to motorboat them regularly. “Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to go get dinner started!”
“Oh, I’ll help!” Sakura said excitedly, walking behind him.
“NO!” the rest of the girls (minus Julia) screamed as one, grabbing the other girl and pulling her back with a loud squeal.
“It’s good to be back,” Sota mused to himself, flicking the stove on. He glanced at Julia, who winked at him as the other girls wrestled a struggling Sakura to the ground. He returned the wink, and then reached for his stock of ground beef, “Cheeseburgers tonight!” he called, “I’m in the mood for American food!”
Julia squealed, even as the rest of the girls grimaced, “We’ve been eating a lot of cheeseburgers though!” Sanae pouted. “What if they go straight to our thighs!?”
“I was promised they’d go right to my chest,” Kyouka growled angrily, “and that never happened, you’ll be fine!”
The debate continued as Sota fried up the first round of patties for what would no doubt be a massive feast for the massive girls.