A Rocky Relationship.

[ShadowKnux372]

Olivar adjusted the collar of his dress uniform. He really wished sometimes that his school didn't make the student body wear these things as a mandatory rule. It wasn't that he hated the design or anything like that, but it was occasionally uncomfortable, particularly because he had the bad luck of having a small growth spurt recently, so his previously-comfortably-fitting uniform had now become a little too small, and required adjustment periodically when it became uncomfortable.

And his being comfortable wasn't helped by his two friends, Kipo and Talir. Or rather, what they were currently talking about. Olivar was the quiet member of the trio, the softspoken, shy one that, if seen with his friends, people would wonder why he's a part of the trio at all, considering their difference in personality. Kipo and Talir were almost like brothers in their similar personalities, outgoing and energetic, and in recent times, rather lewd in their observations of their Mamono classmates.

Olivar watched the two as they gathered a few textbooks from their lockers, before turning and watching as a Bouldacaea passed the group, giving him a small nod as she passed, but otherwise not paying attention. Though Kipo and Talir obviously paid attention, their eyes glued to the passing Mamono's rear, covered only semi-modestly by the skirt that was the mandatory female uniform.

Kipo chuckled and ran a hand through his messy black hair. "Nice ass she's got there, eh, guys?"

Olivar's face flushed for a moment. "K-Kipo!"

Talir just smirked, flipping his collar just for the heck of it, as he was wont to do. "Yeah, but you'd probably hurt yourself slapping against it. Bouldacaea, remember?"

"Guys, come on..."

"Heh. Monsters in the sack, I hear they are."

"Yeah, everybody knows you gotta watch out, unless you want to be grabbed and have your hips broken."

"Guys...!"

"Can you image what a boob job from them would be like?"

"Ha! She'd crush your dick into a pulp!"

Olivar just groaned to himself, and decided to silently put up with his friends lewd discussion for now, despite all the grief and discomfort it was putting him through. Which was typical of Olivar.

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At lunch time, after filling up his tray with the edible foods of the day that he felt he could stomach, Olivar looked around the tables for a seat he could sit at. Eventually, his eyes settled on an almost empty table. Almost empty, except for the same Bouldacaea from before. Olivar quickly moved towards the table, and set his tray down across from her, before taking his seat.

The Bouldacaea was currently tearing into a large steak when he sat down, and once she had swallowed the current piece she had torn off, she smirked. "Took you a little longer to get here. Held up by somethin'?" she said.

Olivar just shook his head as he sat down, trying not to turn red. "Just my friends again, Meera." he said, trying to brush it off.

Meera leaned back in her chair a little and took a swig from her large cup. "Those guys again, eh? Everyone always wonders why ya hang out with the buncha pervs." she noted, an unconcerned look on her face.

"Well, they're my friends."

"Heh. Yeah, and you're probably secretly just as big a perv, ain't ya?" Meera teased, grinning her toothy grin.

Olivar shifted in his place, now unable to stop the red that was on his face. "T-That's not true, and you know it!" he fussed. Meera just grinned in response, and didn't say anything. But Olivar suddenly felt something...something against his groin! He looked down, and saw that Meera had slipped her foot from her shoe, and was now teasing him through his clothes. "M-Meera...!" he gasped, trying to resist the Bouldacaea's teasing.

"What? I'm only provin' what I do know. An' I know you like this...I can feel it." Meera replied with another toothy Ogre grin, as her foot continued to work some dexterous magic on Olivar's body.

"Ah....n-no..." Olivar managed to whisper, as he tried to maintain his composure, failing as his face started to burn from the blood rushing to there, as well as the blood that rushed elsewhere. Meera's foot sensuously teased at his groin, her toe rubbing up and down the growing bulge in his pants, causing him to let out little gasps. He would never have figured something like this would feel this nice. "M-Meera...there's p-people around...!"

"Hey, you're the one who's acting unnatural." Meera said, acting completely natural as well, even chewing on some more of her meal as she continued to work her magic beneath the table.

"Oh...p-please..." Olivar moaned as he nearly doubled over. Meera was really working his body, and it was beginning to border on torture. "M...Meera...! P-Please! I'm...it's about to....gonna..." he couldn't get the words out properly, too disoriented he was.

Perhaps fortunately, at that moment, the bell rang throughout the halls, and at that exact moment, Meera pulled away and slipped her shoe back on, leaving Olivar's body as it was, and smiling as she stood and took her tray to dispose of. "See ya later, Olivar." she said with a grin and a subtle wink, before walking away.

Olivar tried to regulate his breathing as he sat in place. Even though everyone else was exiting and moving around to head towards their next destination, he remained, trying to will his body to get rid of the aftereffects of Meera's little interaction with him.

...He really wished the uniforms weren't so tight.


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Eventually, Olivar managed to piece himself together and return to his classes, of which he participated in with Meera, though they sat far enough away that he could, for the most part, avoid overt contact with her. Though it seemed that whenever he sneaked a glance over at her, she was always waiting for him with a little grin, or a wink, or an adjustment of her skirt.

She was an incorrigible tease to him, since the day they first met, and even more since Olivar secretly confessed how he felt about her to her. Naturally, she took the confession in stride...and sealed an agreement by lifting him off the ground and sealing a kiss on him that left him breathless for a full minute after she was done. Olivar was still a shy kid, though, and as well-know--perhaps even infamous--as Meera was for her attitude, Olivar wasn't sure if he could handle any stigma or unwanted attention that would come from publicizing their relationship. Or at least making it too overt.

Meera agreed, but it was obvious she wasn't too concerned about it. As was her nature, because subtlety was something she actually had to work to do. Still, that mess in the cafeteria was proof she could do it, if more proof of how much she loved to tease him.

Eventually, the school day began to reach its close, as Olivar met up at his locker with Tipo and Kalir once again, who were waiting and discussing yet again.

"Hey, guys. What are you talking about now?" Olivar asked.

The two friends of his glanced back at him, then smirked. "We're still debating about something." Tipo said.

"And what's that?"

"We're still wondering if it's possible for a guy to survive a Bouldacaea's boob job." Kalir said with a perverted smirk.

Olivar's face turned red. "You guy's are still going on about that?!" he exclaimed in embarrassment.

"Hey, it's an important discussion."

"Yeah, what guy would want to risk his junk getting crushed, right?"

Olivar just shook his head, and quickly set aside his supplies for the next day, before shutting his locker door, and muttering a small "See you, guys," before leaving the two friends of his to their "important debate."

He sighed to himself as he rounded a corner, only to run into a very tall and familiar body. Meera grinned down at him after he backed up a little in surprise. "What's up with you?" she said in a false nonchalant tone.

Olivar's eyes were drawn to the subject of his friends discussions, which caused him to quickly turn his head so that he didn't stare at Meera's mammaries. "N-Nothing at all." he said, trying to walk past her.

Meera just smirked and spoke as he passed by. "Oh, so you weren't listening to your buddies wondering if my tits would smash you up into little pieces?"

Olivar stopped in his tracks and turned at her. "M-Meera--?!" Unfortunately for him, he wasn't able to get out what he was going to say, before Meera grabbed him and quickly yanked him into a nearby room. The room was completely empty, an unused classroom, perhaps, as she shut the door and pushed him in, still smiling her fanged grin. "Meera, what are you doing?" Olivar protested, turning to her.

His eyes widened. With a simple tug and movement, Meera was removing her shirt, like it was nothing, tossing it aside as her bare chest was revealed, her breasts hanging free, no bra apparently having been worn. "What, you expected me to restrict these babies any more than I had to?" she said, smiling as she held them by their undersides and shook them at him teasingly. He was burning up, his face red as a beet, but he couldn't tear his eyes away from the spherical marvels, gray-skinned and like marble like Meera's usual complexion, darker gray nipples poking out in his direction, as the Bouldacaea smiled and moved towards him, pushing him lightly so that he fell to the ground.

"M...Meera..."

"Hush." she said firmly, laying down towards him and continuing to smile. "You're gonna find out firsthand whether it's possible to survive a Bouldacaea titfuck." she said, a mischievous glint in her eyes as she began to yank at his pants, pulling them off with little effort, despite the modicum of resistance he attempted to put up.

"B-But..."

"Hush." she said again, smirking as she poked at his member. "Look at you, Ollie!" she said, using the little nickname she had created when she was feeling particularly affectionate and teasy. "You're already getting ready for this, you little perv!" she teased, taking his admittedly-hardening erection into her hand and stroking it with a smile.

Olivar quivered a little, but then hung his head in defeat and mild shame. He couldn't deny his body. And it wasn't like he and Meera hadn't been intimate before...it was just never like this, and Olivar was just naturally compulsory to act shy when this stuff happened. Meera's dominate nature was perfect for times like this, and so he had no choice but to lay back and let her work him.

"Good boy." she said with a chuckle, after his hardening and resistance had completed, as she moved even closer. She held her breasts firmly in her hands and grinned at him. "Now...get ready..." she said, shaking them again to tease him, as she moved closer and closer....Olivar braced for whatever was to come...

And nearly gasped as the two breasts met his body. They were so warm, so smooth...so soft! His entire body shuddered and twitched at the contact, and Meera just laughed. "See? Not what you thought, was it?" she said, not wasting time with letting him acclimate, before she began to slide her breasts up and down, letting Olivar's member slip between them, the smoothness of her soft breasts caressing him over the entire shaft, setting the nerves inside his body on fire from the pleasant feeling, making his fingers twitch as if he wanted to hold onto something, and causing his breath to become more ragged.

"M...Meera...that feels...amazing...!" he managed to whisper to her, watching as she just grinned and continued the rise and fall of her two assets.

"Well, duh." she said simply. "Their my tits, of course they're gonna be amazing!" she said with a chuckle, speeding up her stroking of his manhood, and squeezing her breasts more firmly, so that he was sandwiched between them, the soft sensations overloading his organ and making him burn inside with pent-up desire, this new act bringing him pleasure he never figured he could feel without actually being inside Meera. Meera seemed to like seeing him squirm and moan from new sensations, so with a toothy Ogre grin once more, she upped the ante. Her mouth opened, and her tongue lashed forward and slowly twisted over the tip, the only uncovered part of his manhood, causing him to nearly jump.

"Oh....!" was all he managed to gasp out from the sensation.

"Heheh...thought you'd like that. Don't hold back when you feel like you're gonna blow. Let Meera take care of everything her little perv has in him." she said with a laugh, bending her head down so that not only could her tongue caress him, but she could wrap her lips around the tip and further enhance the myriad of sensations that Olivar was being put through.

"Kuh...M-Meera!" he gasped, unable to voice in exact words what was going on, but his member was beginning to speak for itself, as it heated up to critical levels and started twitching.

Meera pulled her lips away from his manhood with a slight noise, and began stroking him with her breasts as fast as she could. "Go ahead! Blow it all over the place! Let it all out, Ollie!" she panted, obviously pretty turned on herself. Olivar panted heavily from the over-stimulus, and leaned his head back as he groaned out Meera's name, and his manhood released his seed into the air, as Meera let out a small noise of triumph, and a hushed "Yes!" as the white liquid launched in her direction, and stained her face and her breasts with Olivar's sperm, letting herself be covered with everything he had inside her, just as she had said. Once he had finally finished his explosive orgasm, Meera sat back, and began to clean herself....by scooping up whatever had stained her and licking it up into her mouth, grinning as she knew this was obviously something that would further excite Olivar, whether he would admit it or not. "Mmm...nice taste as always, Ollie." she teased, grinning.

Olivar didn't respond, as he just panted on the ground, weakly slipping his dropped pants back onto his body in an effort to cover his modesty again. Meera just laughed and finished "cleaning" herself, then retrieved her shirt and slipped it back on, before offering her hand to Olivar, who gratefully took hold and let her help him up, as he tried to regain his balance; his legs felt weak after all that.

Meera ruffled Olivar's hair with another grin and a laugh, before planting a rough kiss on his forehead (which required her to pick him up like the little guy he was). "How about that, huh?" she said. "Now you can brag to all your buddies that you 'survived' a Bouldacaea titfuck!" she said with another laugh, patting him on the back before heading to leave the room. As the door was open, she turned back slightly, and smirked. "See ya back home, Olllie." she said, lifting her skirt to let him get a sight of her black panties hugging her gray-skinned bottom, before she left the room.

Olivar left the room shortly after, and just shook his head as he closed the door behind him, and tried to act naturally as he made his way for the exit so he could back home. "Sometimes I don't know how I survive you, Meera..." he mumbled to himself, a smile developing on his face.

[Tsar CUBE]

Once again, a fic that made me change my opinion on her species

Not only was it really funny and made me laugh constantly

But the sex scene was really hot, I now want one of these stony beauties for my harem

Great job as always WAFF king