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Somagical Girl Tomo	By : FalstaffKisaragi Category: +S to Z > Seikon no Qwaser Views: 4295 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Akari, Fubuki and Urara were the best of friends in their high school days. Though Fubuki stood out from the other two, she was the voice of reason among the group. Akari was the friendly and cheerful one that everyone loved. Then there was Urara. The flirt who loved to flaunt her big breasts, but couldn’t keep down a steady boyfriend. All of them loved her voluptuous body, but their relationships ultimately turned shallow after a month or so of going out.
Akari was just as big as Urara, though their nipples made them easy to notice when they were topless. Urara’s were reddish pink and puffy, with rigid tips that drew attention from a man’s libido. Akari’s were inverted, disappearing into her rather large areolae unless she was turned on. When she was aroused, Akari was able to produce breast milk even though she’d never had a boyfriend, much less gotten pregnant. Urara wondered if her ample bust could do the same thing, and asked Akari if she could help her by drinking some of her milk.
They hid in the nurse’s office during free study periods and after hours. Neither of them were a member of any clubs. While Fubuki was a student of kendo, her busy practice hours left the bustier two with plenty of time to themselves. They bathed together, watching the water overflow from the bath when they stepped inside, the weight of their heavy breasts displacing the water and making it flow out the sides. Akari laughed and cooed as Urara’s tongue worked its way around her inverted nipples, drawing out stronger squirts of milk. She grew fuller each time they did it.
“Urara, can you think of any reason why my breasts are doing this?” asked Akari. “The doctors don’t have any idea, but I don’t need to stop it. They brought us closer together, and the feeling of milk flowing from my nipples is really good.”
“It’s tastier than the fruit milk they serve in the cafeteria,” said Urara. “I’ve been drinking so much of it, I think my bust size has gone up. I thought I’d stopped growing, but something in your milk is making them bigger. I might even be producing a little myself.”
Urara rolled over on the nurse’s bed, squeezing down on her breast. A single drop of white milk formed on her nipples, rolling down her bare skin and onto the sheets. “It’s not as much as you, but I’d love it if you sucked on my nipples, too. These private moments for just the two of us, I hope they continue after we graduate.”
“There’s nobody I’d trust with my secrets more than you two,” said Akari. The door to the nurse’s office opened. Fubuki stepped in, her kendo shinai slung over her shoulder. She glared at them like she was the head of public morals at the school, a position that everyone considered her to hold even if she had never been formally appointed.
“The bell rang hours ago! Are you two still fooling around with each others’ tits?” asked Fubuki. “If we stay here any longer, we’ll be locked in. Come along, you two. I’ll get us some dinner.”
That was how it had been for many years. Akari’s bubbly personality was the anchor of the group. Fubuki met Kenzo at a regional kendo tournament, and he soon got to know her friends. Urara had no problem with him, but he wasn’t really her type. She was looking for someone with a more youthful, handsome face. He looked like the instructor in a martial arts film, and he hadn’t even graduated yet. Kendo was glad to be part of the group, but he was never privy to Akari’s secret.
On a spring day, when the cherry blossom petals carpeted the grass in pink, Akari met the man who would decide the course of her life. He was visiting the church at St. Vasilisa, but the way he visited it was not of a man of faith. He carried a notepad in his hand, and looked at the stained glass windows with the curious expression of a scientist. He was a year older than Akari, with a particular interest in world history and mythology, especially where Christianity was concerned.
“What are you looking at?” Akari asked quizzically.
“The Theokotos,” said the man. “An image of Jesus being breastfed. It’s this which hints at the powers of soma, the sacred magic of the universe that flows through all women’s breasts.”
“Would a woman have to be pregnant to let out soma?” asked Akari.
“My studies haven’t confirmed that’s the case,” said the man. “Asking women to show me their breasts and study them for soma hasn’t been going as I’d planned. Not all of them are quite so open to the idea.”
“Then you can study mine,” said Akari.
Their first time meeting ended with Akari showing that man, Yuudai Yamanobe, her breasts. She was suckled from regularly, and Yuudai confirmed with his studies that the power coming from Akari’s chest was indeed soma. Shortly after this, Akari was able to perceive Sasha, the hovering manatee cherub who existed on Earth for much longer than she had. Because soma was such a powerful source, now that its existence had been confirmed in Japan, Akari would be the target of powerful enemies.
They weren’t organized into a cohesive group like the Doll Empire. It was random beings of dark miasma formed from lingering occult rituals that had been happening throughout history, being released. Sasha gifted Akari with the powers of a Somagical Girl. The only thing missing was the Golden Cross of St. Olja, which had been missing for years, and would never be found before Akari would have to retire from her magical girl career. During her brief time, about three years, as a somagical girl, she became a local urban legend.
The magical warrior with enormous breasts who fights with them bared, shooting her breast milk at enemies and clearing away their sins. Yuudai observed her from the sidelines all this time, falling in love with her and having the two grow closer together. While all this was happening, Urara had unfortunately fallen in love with him, too. He was an intelligent man who was interested in breasts not purely for sexual gratification. He talked to Akari in the sweet way that Urara had wanted a man to treat her all this time.
Urara confronted him in the church, flashing him her breasts like Akari had done. She demonstrated that she, too, was producing soma. Yuudai sampled it, and while he gladly accepted a titfuck from Urara, that was as far as it went. When everyone graduated, Kenzo and Fubuki married, with Akari and Yuudai marrying shortly after. Both women got pregnant at around the same time, except for Urara. She wanted to be a part of their families, but she was a single woman, and they had other things going on in their lives. Akari worked for the city council, Kenzo and Fubuki began their kendo school, and Yuudai continued his research.
He came upon a major discovery regarding soma later in his life. Tomo was young, and he didn’t know when he’d come back. However, Akari had been thinking about having another child, giving Tomo a little brother or sister. She was close with Mafuyu, but Akari had always wanted another child. Before he left for his research expedition, Urara approached Yuudai with an offer. She had gone into medicine, and was aware of a way to help his wife out, though she had ulterior motives.
Using her own body as fap material, Urara collected a sperm sample from Yuudai. She planned to offer it to Akari, but everything was sidelined when Yuudai apparently died during his research mission. Shortly after the mourning period passed, Akari and her daughter Tomo, now old enough to recognize Urara as a family friend, moved into Mafuyu’s house, where she lived. When Tomo started attending the school where Urara taught, she saw a lot of Akari and a lot of Yuudai in her. It made her think about all those years ago, those things she had wanted to do.
Urara took out the sperm sample from Yuudai she had been saving all these years. At the peak of her ovulation, shortly before Tomo and Mafuyu were admitted to the school, she inseminated herself and got pregnant. No one knew who the father was, most of all Tomo herself. With the end of the school year and her term approaching, Urara knew the truth about the baby she had been gestating in her womb. Made from her egg and Yuudai’s sperm, the girl was Tomo’s half-sister. She had to find the right way to break the news to Akari. That she could truly become part of their family.
“So this is the Occult Cooking Club,” said Juno, walking into the club room. She had asked Tomo to show her around, and the first place Tomo took her was the place where she spent so many hours after school. “You have some strange ideas for after school activities at this place.”
“The most important thing in the Occult Cooking Club is boobs,” said Tomo. “Everything we cook is made from freshly-squeezed breast milk. You’ve got some big tits, so I’m sure we can get some milk out of you.”
Tomo ran behind Juno, lifting up her shirt to reveal her breasts. Juno’s were huge, even bigger than Tomo’s. It wasn’t just because she was older. Even when she was Tomo’s age, they were this large. Tomo bounced it up and down in her palm, getting a feel for how much it weighed. She wasn’t surprised that much of Juno’s body weight rested in these breasts. When she went around to the front, the most surprising thing was her nipples. They were a lovely shade of pink, and even more surprising was their shape.
“They’re inverted!” Tomo said. “At the school physical exam, I always thought I was the strange one. I never knew anyone else in this school who had inverted ones. But now Miss Juno, you and I are alike! We’re nipple sisters!”
“Well... yes,” Juno said. “It’s an unusual trait.”
“I want to see what they look like erect! Mafuyu, help me out,” said Tomo.
Mafuyu walked over to Juno. She thought it was strange that Tomo wanted the two of them to suck on the nipples of a new student teacher that had just transferred in here this morning, but when she looked at her, Mafuyu trusted her. She was giving off the same friendly kind of aura that she got from Tomo and her mother. Juno’s breasts were so big that Tomo and Mafuyu each had to use both of their hands to secure their grip on her chest. They lowered their mouths, and started licking and sucking, digging into her tips and making those little pink points pop out.
Miyuri turned her attention away from her crystal ball, watching as her club mates sucked at Juno’s tits. After a few minutes, their mouths pulled away as Juno’s nipples popped out, trails of soma rolling down the curve of her chest. Soma licked up Juno’s milk, swirling it on her tongue before swallowing it. Mafuyu went back for more. Something about the taste was comfortingly familiar to her. She knew from sucking on Miyuri and Tomo what good soma tasted like, and this was incredibly good soma.
“You’re lactating too,” said Tomo.
“Every girl at this school can make soma,” said Juno. “But have you heard that there’s a fountain of it just beneath the school? When St. Olja and St. Teresa passed on, they let their spirits rest in a shrine where soma flowed like waterfalls, and any woman who bathed in it would be blessed with full, soft breasts that could endlessly produce soma of the highest quality.”
“I’ve never heard of it,” said Miyuri.
“It’s apocrypha, a mystery that everyone’s been trying to solve,” said Juno. “Anyone who finds the underwater shrine would be blessed with a great magical power. I’m sure the somagical girls of this school could benefit from it.”
“You know about the somagical girls?” asked Mafuyu.
“I was briefed on them before I transferred here,” said Juno. “There’s a lot I know about what’s been going on with you two.”
“Will you do Boobie Theater?” Tomo asked. “You have the perfect pair of boobs I’ve been looking for!”
“I’ll give it some thought,” said Juno.
She left the club room and headed towards the nurse’s office. Oikawa was sitting on her chair at her desk, looking over some paperwork. She heard the door to her office open and then close with a loud slam. In the bright lights of the nurse’s office, Oikawa turned around and saw the new student teacher. Juno approached her, and stared into her eyes. When their gazes met, Oikawa knew who she was. Sasha was flying above the beds in the office, and came down to her desk.
“Sasha told me you’d be coming,” said Oikawa.
Juno bent down, rubbing her hands on Oikawa’s pregnant belly. She could feel the baby inside kicking. Her stomach swollen and her breasts even bigger, every part of her was so voluptuous. “You look so young,” said Juno. “I didn’t think I’d be meeting you before I’d even been born, mother. I’m still in there.”
“No wonder you look so much like her,” said Oikawa. “You’re Yuudai’s second daughter. And as much as you take from him, I can see so much of my younger self. My genetics must be stronger than I thought.”
“I wasn’t supposed to be a somagical girl,” said Juno. “Somagical girls only come in times of crisis. Even if soma flows from a woman’s breasts, harnessing it to fight evil should be an absolute last resort. But Tomo and Mafuyu kept on fighting.”
“You’re flesh and blood,” said Oikawa. “What are you, exactly?”
“A manifestation of her possible future self, a gift from the heavens,” said Sasha. “What’s called a miracle. Something like a miracle only comes about when times are especially dire. Angels can see many things, but our views of the future are as subject to change as anything else. This development wasn’t foreseen until just as it happened.”
“Tomo and Mafuyu will find out when it’s time,” said Juno.
After the school festival finished, Tomo and Mafuyu were taken hostage by the Doll Empire. Miyuri didn’t realize until it was too late, and by that point their breasts, and Mafuyu’s semen, had been drained and used to summon Rasputin, the Mad Monk. Being summoned from beyond the grave, he had turned into a ghoulish being, a demon in human form. Queen Katja took his side, and her campaign of domination began in earnest.
It started with her taking over the school. The gates were closed down, and Katja collected every female student she could, forcing them to produce soma and keep fueling her and Hana’s rule. With unlimited soma, unlimited magical power, she could do what she pleased and no one could stop her. Tomo tried to fight back, but Rasputin’s power was greater than hers. As part of the ritual, her soma production had been severely damaged.
Tomo and Mafuyu left the school with everyone they could save, but that only gave Katja more range to expand her rule. Shortly after leaving the campus, Nurse Oikawa went into labor. Juno Oikawa was born into a trying time. With St. Vasilisa compromised, she ended up attending Suirei Academy instead. As she grew up, she sucked from Tomo’s breasts, not knowing that Tomo was her half-sister until she began producing her own soma. Sasha kept an eye on her, thinking that she might be their hope for the future.
Using the high technology that Suirei provided, Juno was able to channel it into a system to control her soma, spreading it through her body so she wouldn’t put a strain on her breasts. As Galactic Hera, she fought to take back the school, but in the years between, Rasputin and Katja’s power had grown to such an extent that they were nearly unstoppable. It was then that she set about researching. There was one part of St. Vasilisa that was untouched, and if she went back to before everything happened, she could stop it.
Her mother and Akari Yamanobe had both heard of the Aquatic Sanctuary. That which slumbered underneath the lake. With the power of the Olja Crosier and incredibly strong soma, it could be reawakened, and grant the somagical girls enough power to overcome Katja and Rasputin before they were summoned in the modern day. But the Olja Crosier wasn’t understood as the key at the time, and even with all three somagical girls, there wasn’t quite enough soma to awaken the Sanctuary.
Desperate for a way to prevent the future she had found herself in, Juno went to the church and prayed. Sasha told her that he could ask the heavens to work a miracle, but there would only be one chance to get it right, and he had no idea how far back she would go. There was a chance she might not arrive before the ritual had been finished. Still, Juno took that chance. She stepped into the light of the stained glass windows, traveling back in time and winding up when her mother was still pregnant with her. She had gone back close enough to when she wanted. To the day of the school festival.
Fumika was the school’s bookworm. She knew that Rasputin was a dangerous prospect. The man had proven difficult to kill, and caused much chaos in Russia when he was alive. What had happened to him since dying, and why Queen Katja wanted to revive him, were mysteries that he had yet to comprehend. Fumika wanted to tell Katja to stop. She hadn’t signed up for the Doll Empire for this. She just wanted to get some self-confidence and no longer be known as the wimpy girl she presented herself as.
The memory of the sports day was still in her mind. She had tried to confront Tomo, and Tomo only responded to her with kindness. She let her drink from her breast, even knowing she was up against an enemy. That creamy texture, the mildly sugary taste, the way it felt in her stomach. She wanted bigger breasts, and she wanted to taste soma again. After what had happened with Tin Lizzie, Katja would never let her near a pair of big tits. Not if it would compromise their mission.
So Fumika was doing what she always did. Moping in the toilet. She wanted to seem like she had a reason to come here, so Fumika lowered her panties and sat on the open bowl, patiently waiting. She had been drinking a lot of milk in an attempt to make her bust bigger, and so much of it went through her system. Spreading her legs, Fumika took a deep breath and let out a long, golden stream.
She pissed to cover up the sound of her crying. The legend of Hanako of the Toilet persisted entirely at St. Vasilisa because of Fumika. These moments when she had the toilet to herself, free to pee for as long as she wanted, were the only moments when she really felt like she had peace of mind. Fumika was not expecting a knock at the door. She thought she was going to be teased again, but it was destiny. One of the essential factors for changing the forthcoming turn of events was reaching out to the kindest member of the Doll Empire. Finishing the work that Tomo had started.
“Are you Small Breasts Toilet Fuu?” asked the voice on the other side of the door. “Fumika Mitarai?”
“Miss Juno?” asked Fumika from the other side of the door. “Who told you I’m in here?”
“It’s all around the school,” said Juno. “If you want bigger breasts, then I might be able to help you with that.” She opened the door to the toilet stall, presenting herself before her student. Fumika didn’t believe her. She’d tried everything. Milk, massages, electricity, and all sorts of suction devices. She was ready to resort to occult magic if it would give her a pair of big boobs.
Juno pulled out one of her breasts. She felt the warm tingling of soma magic flowing through her nipple. This was one of the abilities that Juno had learned how to do. Channeling soma into another woman’s breasts. She mastered it in the hopes of finding other somagical girls capable of fighting Rasputin, but in the past, it had its uses with Lizzie and now Fumika. She was never going to convince Hana. Her loyalty to Katja was too strong to be swayed. But with Fumika, she had a chance.
“Don’t flaunt your big tits in front of me,” said Fumika. “I’m a washboard.”
“I can turn that washboard into a nice pair,” said Juno. “You don’t have to return to the Doll Empire anymore. Soma Gift.” Her nipple glowed with a faint purple aura. Fumika leaned forward, sucking on Juno’s nipple until the tip emerged from her areola. First a single spurt, then several more followed. Milk flowed from her pores. Fumika sucked all of it out, gulping it down like she had just gotten out of a hot spring. Juno sighed happily as Fumika’s eager tongue played with her nipples.
The more milk she drank, the more Fumika felt her breasts in her school uniform. The tingling feeling spread down to her womb, and her breasts became almost unbearably hot. Fumika let out a loud yell, wrapped in stinging pain and sexual pleasure. When Juno pulled her breasts away from Fumika, she removed her school uniform to get a glance. She had gone up to a B-cup. Hardly as gigantic as Tomo and Mafuyu, but she could no longer be called “flat” either. With tears in her eyes, Fumika thanked Juno for her gift, and finished her business in the toilet.
Just outside the campus, Katja and her copper throne watched from the top of a nearby building. Wooden Flower was at her side, surveying the area. Storm clouds were gathering. Soon the colorful gate would be erected, and the school festival would begin. “All we need to do is capture Tomo. And if we can’t get her, any of the Somagical Girls will do,” said Katja. “As long as we can revive the Mad Monk, the future will come to pass.”
“What’s in it for me?” asked Hana.
“A continuing devotion to your ruler,” said Katja. “There’s so much soma at this school. I can’t wait until we can squeeze it with our own hands. I didn’t fall from heaven just to have my plans thwarted before they can even begin. Everything must go perfectly.”
“Yes, my Queen,” said Hana.
Tomo and Mafuyu had gone to the church with Juno. They wanted to look for information on the Aquatic Sanctuary. The club room was left nearly empty, save for the presence of Miyuri Tsujido. She had been feeling power gathering in her breasts for a long time now, ever since she willingly gave up the Golden Cross to Tomo. But she desperately wanted to play superhero again, to bring back Lily Mask and show the world that her massive breasts weren’t just for show.
“Is that manatee thing gone?” asked Miyuri. “I haven’t done this in a long time. Let’s see if the old Lily magic is back.”
She massaged her breasts, groping and squeezing them starting from the back. Her nipples hardened underneath her uniform, quickly reaching a full erection. Miyuri squeezed down, first drawing out a tiny spurt of soma. She pressed down in rapid succession, making the wet splotch on the front of her uniform grow larger, staining it with milk until it began to glow with a pink energy. Miyuri reached for the red domino mask she had worn in her superhero days, placing it on her breast and coating it in a layer of her soma.
“Lily Flash!”
Pink energy surrounded her, dissolving her school uniform and replacing it with her uniform of a stylized school swimsuit, apron and the red mask. The gold cross symbol that was once on her stomach didn’t materialize, replaced instead by a pink lily symbol. She felt soma energy overflowing from her body, her breasts wobbling with the shake of justice. Posing to nobody in particular, Miyuri strutted about the clubroom with her chest held high, soma dripping from her nipples with every thrust of her body.
“The angels call, the bosoms cry out, the student body roars! They call on me to discipline evil! Listen closely, Doll Empire! I am the heroine who challenges with a kiss of justice, Lily Mask!”
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