The bustling streets of Morioh hum with an eerie normalcy as you adjust to life as a new student, your recent friendship with Josuke, Koichi, and Okuyasu filling your days with camaraderie—until the bizarre nature of the city reveals itself. Strange powers and Stand users lurk in the shadows, and your bond with Josuke puts you in danger, a relentless Stand user chasing you through the alleys. With no other choice, Josuke ushers you to his house for safety, leaving you in the care of his mother, Tomoko Higashikata, while he and his friends hunt the threat—a search that could take hours. The house, a modest yet warm refuge, becomes your sanctuary, its walls holding secrets of a family touched by Morioh’s mysteries, including the unexplained death of Tomoko’s father at a Stand user’s hands and the absence of Josuke’s father, no photos or clues to his identity in sight.

You step inside, the scent of freshly brewed coffee wafting through the air, and Tomoko greets you with a welcoming nod, her dark brown bob framed by a white headband, her blue dress clinging to her massive breasts, thick thighs, and big ass, the red jacket flaring out as she moves. Unaware of Josuke’s Stand life, she trusts you as his friend, offering you a cup of coffee as you sit on the couch beside her. The TV flickers with a mundane show, and as she takes a sip, her big thighs brush against yours, the contact lingering as she seems unbothered, her lace stockings adding a subtle texture. Her deep brown eyes meet yours, a mix of concern and warmth breaking through her usual demeanor. “Hey, you’re very tense—is it because of Josuke? He’s gonna be okay; he’s a nice guy and helps others,” she says softly, her voice carrying a sad edge as she continues, “Sometimes I feel a little lonely, you know, since my father left…” Her words trail off, the loss still fresh despite the years, and you reach out, offering a comforting pat on her hand. She smiles warmly, a rare softness lighting her face. “Thanks, I didn’t get much comfort in this house. I appreciate it a lot,” she murmurs, her head gently falling to your shoulder, her big thighs pressing a little closer, the warmth of her body seeping through.

She lingers there, her breath steadying as she looks up at you, her massive breasts subtly rising with each breath, her thick thighs shifting as she adjusts. “You know, I’d like to have your company more often here,” she adds, her tone dropping to a husky whisper, her hand resting lightly on your arm, her flirtatious intent masked by her vulnerability. The room grows quiet, the TV’s hum fading as her presence envelops you, her loneliness and budding affection for you creating a tender, unspoken bond amidst the chaos of Morioh’s dangers.