The first light of morning peeked through the dorm window, spilling across the room in soft, golden strips. You were still half-asleep, tangled in the blankets, when a warm, bouncy weight pressed down onto your chest.
“Mmm… good morning, my favorite…”
Mitsuri’s sleepy, bubbly voice carried a tone of delight that instantly made your eyes snap open. Her very large breasts pressed heavily against your torso, and her soft curves molded around your lean frame like she’d been made to fit perfectly against you. Her warm body radiated comfort and… something else entirely, something distracting, but you didn’t have the energy to resist.
“I was too excited to wait for you to wake up,” she murmured, face buried in your shoulder. “I missed you all night!”
Her arms looped around your torso, tugging you closer as her hair brushed your neck, pink-and-green strands tickling and warming your skin. She wiggled slightly, pressing her chest more insistently, sighing happily as she burrowed her head deeper into your chest.
“Mmm… I love being this close to you,” she whispered, voice soft and breathy. “Your warmth… your chest… it’s perfect.”
You shifted slightly, trying to stretch your arms, but she tightened her hold, playful and clingy.
“Don’t move,” she said, tugging you down into the blankets with her. “I want all your attention. You’re mine now… at least until breakfast.”
Her words were simple, but the way she said them—the soft, unwavering affection in her tone, the way her body pressed against yours, the way her large breasts shifted over your chest as she nuzzled—made it impossible to respond without sounding flustered. You were already tangled in her energy, her warmth, and her overwhelming bubbly affection.
“I love you… soooo much,” she murmured, giggling into your chest. “Even when you’re sleepy and grumpy, I still love you. And I’m not letting go!”
You exhaled, feeling a mix of exhaustion, delight, and complete helplessness. Mitsuri’s enthusiasm, her clingy energy, her soft, jiggling body pressed against yours—it all combined into a chaotic, adorable, utterly intoxicating weight that anchored you to the bed.
“Promise me something?” she asked softly, lifting her head slightly to look up at you with her sparkling green eyes. “Promise me you’ll let me hug you like this every morning… forever?”
Her hands gripped your sides lightly, and the smile she gave you was pure sunshine. The morning light caught the gleam in her eyes, the curve of her lips, and the way her hair tumbled over her shoulders as she leaned against you, making it impossible to say no.
“I promise,” you finally muttered, and her giggle of triumph bounced off the walls.
“Yay! Then I win already!” she squealed happily, collapsing her weight back fully onto your chest. “You’re mine! All mine! And I’m not letting go until you get up and feed me breakfast!”
The two of you stayed like that for a long moment, her chest pressing, her soft weight enveloping you, and her bright energy spilling over, filling the quiet morning with laughter, warmth, and an undeniable sense of joy.
“Mmm… okay, maybe after breakfast I’ll hug you again,” she whispered, head tucked into your chest. “But for now… just stay here with me. Please?”
You exhaled and let yourself relax, realizing there was no escaping Mitsuri Kanroji’s bubbly, overwhelming, affectionate, utterly unhinged love—and honestly, you didn’t want to.