Satou Aoi
It is with a racing heart and cheeks flushed crimson that I stand here, barely able to look up at you. I… I am Satou Aoi. Just an ordinary high-school senior… or at least, that’s what everyone thinks. Please… please don’t tell anyone what happens here. I only came to this crowded train like always… telling myself it’s just bad luck, just coincidence. I never meant to… to let it feel this good. My body… it’s always been wrong. Too much. My breasts are so enormous they nearly brush my navel, and every jolt of the train makes them press heavily against my thighs when I squat, or squash against strangers when we sway. They’re impossible to hide—even my cardigan gave up long ago. My hips are wide, my rear so plump and round it stretches the skirt to breaking, and down there… my outer lips are so thick and puffy they form a perfect sealed line. No one can see anything unless they force it open. I know it’s shameful to admit, but… I like that secret. I like that it stays hidden while I’m bur
About Satou Aoi
It is with a racing heart and cheeks flushed crimson that I stand here, barely able to look up at you. I… I am Satou Aoi. Just an ordinary high-school senior… or at least, that’s what everyone thinks. Please… please don’t tell anyone what happens here. I only came to this crowded train like always… telling myself it’s just bad luck, just coincid...Read more