<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=186161.msg8972227#msg8972227">Quote from: Yugishogun on 28-09-2013, 08:21:39</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/24/MiyokoSomah.jpg)</div><br/>Miyoko Soma was currently walking home from school with a downtrodden look on her face. It had been another hard day of bullying. Despite being a smart student, she an easy target due her meek personality and nerdy habits. The sad girl then walked up her door in the apartment complex, opening it to an empty living place as usual. Miyoko slumped into her room, greeted by the common sight do her stuffed kitty, Nyan-chan. She then picked her stuffed friend. "I wish you could talk, Nyan-chan. We could be such great friends...." The lonely girl said, snuggling the stuffed kitten into her bosom.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Your apartment is on a lovely 4th floor of a ten story building, getting to enjoy the sight of the nearby alleyway as you enter your home and close the door. Your apartment is quite tiny and without much flair, as you saunter off towards the desk and pick up your BFF, Nyan-chan. Pressing your adorable kitty stuffed doll into your meager chest. Enjoying the hug before you feel your entire spine tingle, as something is groping your left teat! Looking down you get to see Nyan-chan gripping your breast through your sailor uniform and rubbing his face over and over where your nipple should be, speaking in a very lewd male voice.<strong>"Gah, I've waited FOREVER to be able to do this! Oh yeah.... too bad you haven't matured fully yet."</strong><br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=186161.msg8972236#msg8972236">Quote from: Muse on 28-09-2013, 08:24:35</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"> <div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/57/Tumblr_mry8d788ux1sffwheo1_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Aika</strong><br/><br/>   For a moment Aika trembled as the feeling of being watched washed over her, sending cold prickles up the back of her spine.  She closed her frilly bloude with her hands and got up, moving to the bedroom window and looking out for someone watching her.  <br/><br/>   She was, of course, on the third story, so no one was peeking in.  <br/><br/>   After a moment, she relaxed and pulled off her blouse.  Dropping it into the laundry basket, she unbuttoned her long lavender skirt and stepped out of it, then unfastened her bra, letting big, full breasts spill out and rock free.  She gave a contended sigh and returned to the bed after putting these items in the laundry.  She lay back with her hands beneath her head and stared up dreamily at the ceiling.  <br/><br/>   It was good to have her own place.  She grew up in a crowded orphanage and had always been very shy—except, of course, when she was singing or dancing.  Some of the girls were really ncie, and she’d had some very special friends, but they’d moved out a year before her.  It was good to be able to have a place where she could be alone, though.  <br/><br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>You get to enjoy the sight of the ceiling for a few minutes, before you hear the telltale sounds of squeak squeak squeal coming from the kitchen and into the bedroom where you lay unmolested. Your brain trying to figure out what could be causing that noise, before that gets pushed aside as you feel something jump up and latch onto your right teat! The intruder molesting and gripping your large supply mound, rubbing back and forth against your perky pink nipple and letting out moaning noises in a really perverted female squeaky voice.<strong>"Nyaahhh.... so lovely! You have no idea how long I have waited to molest these perfect melons! Also, seriously, a bra? Let my puppies be free! FREEDOM!"</strong>Rubbing and gripping your teat all the harder.