Katamari Kimi
#15 of Poor Kimi
Kimi was a grade-school student about oh... four and a half feet tall. She had nice, long brown hair and a slim body. A little too slim, she often thought to herself, as she barely had a chest to speak of. Her school had a uniform policy, so her daily apparel often consisted of the required long-sleeved, buttoned shirt, a skirt down to her knees, and either stockings or socks that covered the rest of her legs.
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"Umph."
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"UNGH!"
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"UNWAAAHHHH!"
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"Hoo... Hoo... Hooooo~"
Kimi took a few moments to collect herself, letting her warm liquids drizzle down her vulva and into the cheeks of her buttocks. She shivered a bit as it touched the vulgar area back there, prompting her to begin cleaning. Pulling a few tissues from the box, she used her other hand to draw out the lipstick-sized dildo.
Kimi frowned as she wiped herself. "It seems to have gotten bigger..." She easily grabbed hunks of her puffy outer labia with her thumb and forefinger, with still plenty left to spare. They were to the point that when she released, she could see them protrude beyond her mons in front. And it wasn't like they were fatty or flabby either, but rather quite tight and tender.
"It's even thick in the back... They're almost touching!" Her fingers ran behind her vagina, pinching the plump lips.
Normally they were rather unobtrusive, but as she squeezed her thighs together she could feel the thick folds like she were holding a tennis ball between her legs. Even the act of doing so aroused her somewhat. Many things that touched her growing lips did. Hence why this was the second time since she woke up that she played with herself, right before heading off to school.
"Am I masturbating too much?...," she asked herself as she pulled up her panties, some of the labia bulging out on either side.
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Unfortunately for poor Kimi, no, no she wasn't. There is no such thing as 'masturbating too much'. However, in her condition, it wasn't exactly making things better. Worse, actually. Much worse... I still say she's not masturbating too much!
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"Mmm... Ugh!," Kimi groaned to herself halfway to her school.
She ducked into the nearest alley, already lifting her skirt without even checking for any observers. She then groaned once more as she looked down upon herself. Rubbing her thighs together, her panties writhed in the grasp of the fat lips. The crotch had rode up, just from walking, and was swallowed by the deep crevice of her swollen folds. Not only did it feel a bit awkward, but it was also make her a little antsy...
"I can't go through the day like this!" She pouted.
There wasn't much Kimi could do. She was almost late already, so she couldn't go back home to find a pair with a wider crotch, if she even had any. And there was no way she could stand the current situation much longer. As it was, her fingers were rubbing along the sides of the bulge between her legs, eager to do another performance like the mornings'.
This time taking a quick glance around, down the panties went. She stepped out of them and wadded them up in her hand, shortly returning her attention to under her skirt. Her fingers went in to fix one more thing.
Kimi twitched and squirmed as she gently tugged on the inner lips. The wedgie had pinched them up within their greater counterparts, a rather uncomfortable affair. Kimi paid no mind to how much larger they must had grown to still dangle a full inch from the likewise enlarged majora; her leg merely began to quiver as she massaged the sensitive things in recompense.
"Mmm..."
...
Kimi shook her head.
Her fingers were beginning to go a bit overboard with the massage. The wet bead that ran down her hand from above snapped her out of her trance, remembering where she was and how late she was going to be.
Rather warmed up now, she was slightly reluctant to let go. She grabbed as much of her vulva as she could with one hand and gave herself a quick flick before using the other hand to dry the drooling nether-mouth with the wadded panties.
"Geeze... I can't even palm all of it anymore...," she digressed.
Tossing the moist undergarments into her backpack, Kimi quickened her pace to school, keeping a keen eye out for any unwanted breezes.
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Kimi wiggled in her chair.
It was getting hard to stay still. Without any underwear, she had to be extra wary of any of the boys in front attempting to get a peek up her skirt. Perverted boys would always try to sit at the head of that class for that very reason. The ones in back might have been perverts as well, but they preferred sleep over panty-shots. Normally to combat the ones in front, she would just cross her legs. However, that wasn't proving to be possible.
The mound between her legs felt even fatter. If her thighs even touched each other, they'd be squeezing the mass between. In fact, she also couldn't sit up straight to counter the boys. The vulva was so plump and protruded so far that it would mash into the chair when she tried. The delicate folds would open across the fabric of her skirt, squishing and grinding under her weight. It wasn't terribly uncomfortable, it was just... making her really horny.
Kimi wanted so desperately to masturbate. Her loins burned in hunger for some attention; firing lightning through her nerves at the slightest brush to entice it. Crossing her legs resulted in slimy webs between her thighs and sitting up straight left a dangerously obvious blotch. The only thing she could do was... slump back in her chair and spread her legs.
The blush across her face remained for the first couple hours of classes. Just one curious boy, or even a girl, was all it would take to give her away. She merely thanked that she was back in the class far enough that the teacher wouldn't have a good view. And as the hours passed, she thanked whatever higher being there was that nobody else tried.
Yet, she also cursed them. Leaning back with her legs spread wide was a posture she normally reserved for rather private affairs - such as in front of the computer and in a certain mood. Her loins knew this well. It practically growled at her, expecting some sort of care. Then her belly brought that growl to an audible level; the muscles and glands within preparing for what should have been inevitable fun. It was torturous.
Kimi didn't know what to do... She couldn't masturbate in here. Going to the bathroom wasn't an option either; the back of her skirt must have been soaked from the liquids that she felt dribbling down past the cheeks of her tush. So much for not sitting upright... Though, if she tried to do that now, it would have definitely caught someone's attention. She could hear the slurping sound such an action would elicit echo in her mind.
She had to sate her groins gluttony, if only a little, to at least stop her hands from shaking. But how?!
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There!
Right in her hand. Kimi had been using the solution the whole time. Her pen! She had at least half a dozen more of them in the purse that sat upon her desk, so losing one would have been no problem.
Without a flinch, Kimi let out a slightly satisfied grin as her hand took a small moment to 'scratch' beneath her skirt. Just something to chew on, no big deal. Without any evidence saying otherwise, she simply pretended she had lost the thing and fetched a new one from her purse. That should be good enough.
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"Hey, Kimi, you coming to lunch?"
Kimi blinked upward, her mind a fog. "Oh, hey Lynn," she greeted her best friend. "Umm... Uhh... You go on ahead without me, I think I'm just going to grab something from the vending machines outside."
"Ahh, okay. Are you sure you don't want some real food? You looked like you were asleep in class, laying back and so careless like that. I thought for sure one of the boys was gonna get a good view of you!"
Good view? That was an understatement...
"Oh, whoops!," Kimi feigned naiveté, though her frown was quite legitimate. "Nah, I'm good. Have a nice lunch without me!" She tried to smile.
"Alright. You too, hun."
Kimi let out a sigh as Lynn exited the room, leaving her the last person in the room.
'Dammit!,' she thought. Now she couldn't continue with that position. It was working out so well! What could she do?! Well, for now she decided to just follow the plan...
Kimi had plenty of time to think it through. The lunch break was the only time she could get up without anyone seeing her. With a grimace and a slurp, she pried herself from her seat. Clear webs splayed between her ass and the chair; even more dripping from her skirt. Yet, she didn't bother to check herself. She didn't have time.
She was seriously hungry. In both senses, yet the one above the other could only be attended to now. The bathrooms would have been occupied the whole break, so her only option for the other craving was to make a mess right there. Yet all of this loss of fluids was starting to wear on her body, which made it a higher priority. If she was too hungry, she might become delirious and who know what her hands might do then.
As for the cafeteria, well, her back-side allayed that idea. The vending machines outside were her only hope of food. And even then, she had to get there before the students finished their meals and began loitering nearby if she hoped to avoid suspicion.
Kimi stood bow-legged. Even squatting a little, she could feel the meat rub against her thighs. The weight of it tied with the tenderness she applied to it felt like she was trying to smuggling a Faberge egg under her skirt. She quickly hobbled out into the hall and to her locker, all the while ignoring the arousal that drizzled down her thighs and soaked into her knee-high socks. A tune hummed in her head, trying to avert her attention from surrendering to the fiend below. What a sight it would have been if she started masturbating right then and there...
Shaking her head, she grabbed her jacket. Granted, there may have been nobody in the halls, but she didn't want to take the chance. Tying it about her waist, she hoped the little bit of camouflage would have allayed the curiosity of anyone passing by.
She sighed a breath of relief as she stepped outside. Kimi made her way to the vending machines and fumbled with the coins of her purse. She groaned.
"Dammit!," she said aloud. "I should have asked Lynn for a spare pen..."
Realizing she was out only reminded her of her current predicament. As she pressed the buttons for her order, her eyes wandered about. How was she going to possibly survive through the rest of the day?!
Her eyes went wide with a flash. They had spot something. Could she really?...
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"Oh, are you cold, Kimi?" Lynn asked as she walked back into the classroom, noting how Kimi now had her jacket draped over her lap and tucked under her butt.
"Yeah, a little. I figured this would help keep me from sleeping like before." Even though it made no sense, it was somewhat true.
"Ahh. Well, as long as you don't spread those legs like that, I won't have to toss a spitball your way." Lynn winked.
Kimi scowled back, attempting to play along. "I don't think that will be a problem..."
"Good." The best friend nodded and marched back to her chair.
Lynn kept an eye on Kimi as soon as she sat down. Kimi had already been seated since she entered and seemed to heed her advice. On the other hand, just to be sure, she kept the napkins from lunch at ready in her pocket, in case she needed to give the girl a warning. Though, it didn't seem like she would need to.
While she watched, it didn't seem as though Kimi was going to give the boys a show. In fact, she wasn't even slouching. Lynn was a bit surprised by how straight Kimi's posture was. The lazy girl sat upright and kept her legs clamped shut. She was even keeping her hands neatly folded in her lap, making sure the jacket and her skirt didn't even rustle from the occasional breeze from an open window. Kimi was sitting so upright that it even looked as though she was taller than normal!
Soon the large hand of the clock was making its rounds. Lynn eventually gave up on the constant sigil to boredom, but not entirely. It seemed as though Kimi's stamina was slowly waning. Lynn shot glances at her friend every now and again, waiting for the girl's endurance to give out. Lynn could see the telltale signs of Kimi losing the battle, watching her quiver and shake as her muscles grew tired.
Lynn herself was growing more eager to make use of those napkins. Who else can you shoot spitballs at without trouble besides your own best friend?
However, something was a bit odd. Lynn couldn't help but think that Kimi was getting slightly shorter in the time between her checkups. She wasn't quite sure why. Kimi's posture was still great, possibly becoming even straighter. But she was sure Kimi's hair hung lower and lower against the back of the chair. The hair couldn't have been growing that fast, could it?
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The final hours of class drew to an end. Lynn was getting worried. Kimi was sweating profusely now and hadn't even asked to go to the nurse. If she was even the slightest bit sick, Kimi always jumped at the chance to go home early. Something wasn't right.
While all the other children milled out of the room, Lynn waited to check up on her friend.
"Aren't you girls headed out as well?," the teacher asked.
Lynn opened her mouth to answer, but Kimi was quicker. "I'm still catching up on my notes! It's okay, I don't take the bus home anyways."
The teacher didn't bother to notice that Kimi's hands were nowhere near the notebook on her desk, nor a pen to take notes with. "Alright. I've got work to do in the teacher's lounge. You girls are old enough to take care of yourself." The teacher seemed to be as eager as the students to get out.
"Yup, we will!," Kimi responded. Lynn heard a slight squeak at the end of her sentence.
As the teacher exited the classroom, Lynn stood and walked down the aisle.
"Are you alright, Kimi?"
Sweat dripped down Kimi's face, her hair matted to her forehead. "Umm... I... I need your help, L-Lynn. I can't g-get up..." Her eyes averted from her friend's.
"What's wrong?!" Fear tinged Lynn's voice.
Kimi remained silent, but her hands rose from her lap, gently quivering all the while. They grasped at her jacket, slowly pulling it forward and letting it drop to her feet.
Lynn gasped.
The seat of the chair was a literal puddle. The jacket carried off a good deal of the slime, the sound of drops continuing to plink against it during the moments of silence. Kimi's thighs were coated nearly to the top with the stuff and it was amazing that nobody had noticed the blotch that had soaked throughout Kimi's entire skirt. But what was even more amazing was the supple mass of flesh that Kimi practically sat upon. Two thin lobes of sensitive skin squished under most of the main mass, spread to either side like a massive maw with a thick knob rubbing into the mess where they met.
"My legs went n-n-n-n-n-"
Kimi began to wince as she stuttered. The mass below twitched and gurgled silently, adding to the viable swamp of goo. Just another in a long line of orgasms.
"numb..."
Lynn blinked. She was familiar with Kimi's horny-face and could easily identify it now, so it must not have been that bad. But she was still a bit worried. And confused.
"H-here." Lynn offered her hand.
Kimi grabbed it, constantly shaking. It took all of Lynn's might to lift her friend from the chair.
"Aaiiiee!"
And all of that might kept Kimi going, plowing right into Lynn and taking the both of them down to the floor.
Fortunately, Kimi landed on her hands on knees, struggling to keep from collapsing onto the girl below her. Lynn looked up to see Kimi clench her eyes shut and watched the skirt wiggle as her butt shuddered.
"O-Okay, it's time to see what exactly is going on here!" Lynn crawled out with resolve.
She moved around towards Kimi's backside. Once more, she gasped, her mouth agape.
Orange. Bright neon orange. A smooth, hollow cone of it burrowed deep into Kimi's crotch, with a square frame wedging back into all the flesh that had hidden it before.
It didn't take long for Lynn to identify what it was. The school had just bought them the other day for the younger children to use during their recess. This was one from a whole stack of traffic cones that each stood about a foot high and must have been nearly half a foot in diameter at its base. Lynn could barely see the large hole at the top and if she were to have pointed Kimi's cunt to the lights above, she could have probably used it as a speculum. Though, that wasn't quite what she was thinking of at the moment. Plus, doing so would have pooled all the slime that currently oozed out of the gaping maw from within and made it all a futile venture anyways.
What is this doing here? Why is it here? And most importantly: how did it get in here?! All of these were questions that Lynn wanted to ask. Instead, all that came out was "Wha-? Why-? How-?!"
With Kimi's climax dying down once more, she spoke bluntly. "I think I n-need your helping g-getting it out if I'm g-gonna go home..."
In a daze, Lynn just nodded her head. She had no clue what to do. Might as well go along with this... dream? Yeah, she's had dreams like this before... maybe...
Fumbling around, she managed to pry her fingers into the flesh and under the square edges. Kimi moaned and jerked as Lynn's indelicate fondling teased the warm nethers, pinching them and prodding them as Kimi so very much wanted to do herself. If Lynn knew she had just given her best friend a chain of minor-orgasms, she might have been more hesitant. But, without a second thought, Lynn yanked on the cone.
*Squeeeeelch-fwoomp!*
Lynn only made it a few inches before the slick pussy sucked its pacifier right back in.
"A-A-A little harder!" Kimi mewled. Her legs were beginning to buckle under her weight.
Lynn nodded. She flattened her shoes against the floor to anchor herself and pressed her knees against Kimi's rump. She was able to lift herself from the ground as she curled up against the cone, preparing for a much stronger attempt. Her fingers were starting to lose her grip from the flooding juices and she kept her eyes shut to avoid the intense closeness with her friend's intimate bits.
*Squeeelch-poomp!"*
Lynn flew back this time, strands of goo flinging through the air above her. Kimi screamed erotically, squirting even more stuff onto the fallen girl, messing her from panties to chin, before collapsing to the floor herself.
It took the stray cone teetering over and plopping onto her cheek to bring Lynn back to her senses. She brushed it away, ignoring the moistness that touched the edge of her mouth. She popped back up and stared at Kimi.
"A-Are you alright?"
The giant maw between Kimi's legs- no, beyond Kimi's legs pulsed and puckered at the air. The minor labia fluttered about the great gap at the rear, decorating down the blood-filled major counterpart like thick trim, and folded into a pile on the floor. The whole vulva was comparable in size and shape to the ass above it, though much more supple and soft. If it wasn't for the fact that it was about the size of a cantaloupe throwing her off, Lynn might have even found it somewhat inviting.
Kimi gasped for breath upon the floor. "O-One more thing." In a feeble attempt, she spread her legs apart with the vagina dilating wide, as though it were expecting something more. "Could... Could you reach in and grab my pens?"
That, however, is another story.