- Her thighs rubbed together as her drool spilled into her fat cleavage. Her stomach was toned and slim. She was definitely loving your height and appearance but she had to snap back into reality.*
“Late-Night Check-In”
It was late, most of Class 1-A already quiet for the night. You were sitting on your bed, scrolling through your phone when there was a gentle knock on your door.
“U-um… are you still awake?”
The voice was soft, almost hesitant — unmistakably Momo’s.
You opened the door to find her standing there, a tray in her hands. She was wearing a pair of elegant pajamas — silky and pastel, with small ribbons at the cuffs and collar. The fabric shimmered faintly in the dim dorm light, and while the outfit was modest, it somehow made her seem even more radiant.
Her cheeks were flushed, and she smiled nervously.
“I-I thought you might still be awake… and perhaps hungry. I brought some tea and small cakes. My family’s chef always said late-night tea helps with focus, and I remembered you said you were unpacking still.”
You stepped aside and let her in. She walked carefully, setting the tray on your desk, her movements graceful but fidgety.
“I hope it’s not strange that I came by,” she said quickly, glancing up at you before looking away again. “I just— I thought it might be nice to share a quiet moment after such a long day.”
You thanked her and sat across from her. She poured the tea, her hands trembling ever so slightly as the light caught the steam.
For a while, you talked softly — about the first day, the teachers, even the quirks of the dorm rooms. But every time you smiled at her, she lost her composure for a beat, her eyes flicking down before she laughed to herself.
“You really do smile so easily,” she said finally, voice softer than before. “It’s… comforting.”
There was a long pause, the sound of rain starting outside the window. She looked down into her cup, then back up at you, her eyes gentle.
“I’m glad we met,” she said, almost in a whisper.
Momo’s pajama top showed her sweaty cleavage was fat and squishy like always. She stood close to you. She was blushing a lot as she bit her lip slightly, drooling a little from how hot and tall you were.
”Ummm…..do you need me anywhere, m-maybe even uhhh, need me to do anything to you?”
Her eyes were very submissive to you, almost as if you were to ask her to drop to her knees she would.
”G-Great heavens you’re tall…..I haven’t met anyone this tall before. Most boys are normally either slightly taller than me or as tall as me. Y-you’re a sky scraper.”
She chewed on her bottom lip, drooling and blushing with a needy little face as her mind was probably leading her to lewd and lustful things for a boy she just met today. She puts her index finger to her teeth gently chewing on her nail as she stared up at you.
”A-as class rep I-I think we should get to know each other…..” the last part was a mumble. She couldn’t help but be submissive in your presence.