The next day at school, Kenta found Shiori during the lunch break near the vending machines. He looked a little nervous but excited, rubbing the back of his neck as he spoke.
"Hey, Shiori. We won the match yesterday, so some of the guys and I are going to karaoke after school to celebrate. Hina's invited too. Want to come? It'll be fun."
Shiori felt her heart skip. This is another opportunity. I can get closer to him, make Miura even more jealous. She kept her expression shy and hesitant, as if the invitation surprised her.
she said softly, " I'll be there."
Kenta's face lit up with a bright grin. "Great! We'll meet at the usual place at 5:00. See you then!"
The rest of the afternoon classes dragged on. Shiori found herself replaying the conversation repeatedly, barely paying attention to the lessons. Every time she shifted in her seat, she was reminded of her new body — the weight of her heavy breasts, the way her thick thighs pressed together under the pleated skirt. She stole occasional glances at Miura across the room and noticed the girl's eyes flicking toward her with growing suspicion and irritation.
After the last bell rang, Shiori, Hina, Kenta, and three of his basketball friends went to a popular karaoke place near the school. They rented a big, private room with bright lights, a big screen, and comfy couches. As soon as they got there, they ordered snacks and drinks. The girls got soft drinks and the guys got a few beers.
The mood changed to lively almost right away.
Kenta and his friends started by singing loud group songs and duets. They laughed and sang loudly when someone hit a wrong note or went off-key. Their deep voices and playful teasing filled the room. Hina and Shiori sang a cute, well-known duet together. Shiori's voice was soft and surprisingly sweet, and Hina cheered her on and clapped along.
Shiori almost forgot how complicated her situation was for a while. The laughter, the music, and the sense of being part of a normal "girl" group activity all made me feel strangely warm and nice.
It's so weird… I'm actually having fun. Sitting here singing with Hina like we're real friends. But this is all because of this body. If I was still Tanaka, they would never have invited me.
Kenta kept glancing at her throughout the session. His smile widened every time their eyes met, and Shiori noticed how his gaze lingered a little longer than necessary. She always felt a little thrill and a lot of nerves when it happened.
Everyone grabbed their bags stepping out of the room as the party was ended. They said goodbye with high-fives, laughter, and the promise to meet up again soon. Shiori and Hina left the room together.
"Today was a lot of fun isn't it?," Hina said with a excited smile. "Let's do this more often." You seemed to be having a good time.
"Yes..." Shiori said in a soft voice and smiled a little.
Then Kenta's voice called from behind them.
"Shiori! Wait a second."
Both girls turned. Kenta jogged over, looking a bit awkward but determined.
"Hey, do you have a minute? I need to talk to you about something. "It's important."
Shiori's heart skipped a beat. She looked at Hina.
"Hina... You can go ahead without me. "Something came up."
Hina looked surprised but smiled and nodded in a way that showed she got it. "Okay. Be safe going home. Text me when you get back."
Once Hina and the others had left the area, Kenta led Shiori down the hallway to a quieter section. He stopped in front of another private karaoke room at the very end.
"I… rented this second room earlier today," he said, his voice a little lower and more serious. "So we could talk properly about what you told me yesterday in the hallway."
Shiori's face instantly turned red. She remembered her own words clearly — the promise she had made after the kiss: "You can do more than just kissing with me… if you break up with her."
Kenta opened the door and they stepped inside.
The room was smaller and more intimate than the previous one, with soft lighting, a wide couch, a small table, and the karaoke screen turned off. He locked the door behind them with a soft click that echoed in the quiet space.
They sat down on the couch, leaving a small gap between them. Silence stretched out. Shiori's hands rested in her lap, fingers twisting together anxiously.
Kenta spoke first, his voice soft. "I broke up with Miura yesterday. Like you suggested… properly. She was really upset, but… I think it was the right thing to do. Her behavior has been really bad for a while."
Shiori nodded slightly, still looking flushed. "I'm sorry if I caused any trouble between you two…"
"You didn't," Kenta said quickly, turning his head towards her. "You were right. The jealousy, the scenes… it wasn't healthy. I've been thinking about it for a while."
The atmosphere between them thickened. Shiori felt her heart beating in her chest. Kenta took a step closer, his eyes dark with nervous passion and desire.
"You told me I could do more than just kissing with you," he said softly. "Did you… mean that?"
Shiori's breath hitched. She felt exposed, vulnerable, and strangely excited all at once.
This is supposed to be revenge… just revenge. But why is my body reacting like this? My heart is racing so much…
She gave a small, shy nod. "Yes… I meant it."
Kenta leaned in slowly and kissed her. It was soft and gentle, much like their kiss in the hallway. Shiori's hands rose up and settled on his chest. The kiss was growing and becoming more passionate. Their lips were moving together, and their tongues were lightly brushing. Kenta's hand was resting on her waist, warm and gentle.
They broke apart for air. Kenta's eyes searched hers. "Can I… touch you?"
Shiori's face burned, but she nodded again.
He moved his hands carefully and with respect. He kissed her again and slowly unbuttoned her blouse, showing off her bra and the full shape of her breasts. He gently cupped one breast through the fabric, and his thumb brushed over the nipple, which got hard right away.
Shiori gasped softly at the sensation.
"You're so beautiful," he whispered against her lips.
He helped her out of her blouse and bra, his movements slow and attentive. When her heavy breasts were freed, he leaned down and kissed them softly, taking one stiff nipple into his mouth and sucking gently. Shiori's back arched, a soft moan escaping her as pleasure sparked through her body.
This is supposed to be revenge… but it feels so good. His mouth is so warm… my nipples are so sensitive…
Kenta went down even further, kissing her stomach. He took off her skirt and panties with his gentle hands, leaving her completely bare. Shiori felt like she was in a very vulnerable position, laying there naked. But because of the way Kenta looked at her, with desire and passion, Shiori's heart beat even faster.
He opened her legs widely and went down. He started licking her slit with his tongue, then went straight for her clit, circling it softly and patiently. Shiori's thighs shook as she gripped the couch cushions.
"Ah… Kenta…"
He kept going, licking and sucking gently until she was wet and gasping, her hips moving involuntarily against his mouth. Only then did he pull back, undressing himself. His cock was hard and impressive, already leaking at the tip.
He positioned himself between her legs, looking into her eyes with gentle concern.
"Are you sure?" he asked one last time, voice soft.
Shiori nodded, her voice shaky. "Yes… please…"
Kenta went inside her slowly, inch by inch. She had plenty of time to get used to the feeling. Shiori gasped at the fullness. Her inner walls stretched to accommodate him. The feeling was overwhelming. It was a deep feeling of pleasure. Her toes curled in response.
Kenta was gentle. His thrusts were slow and deep. His hand caressed her breast. The other hand was on her hip.
Shiori's cries of pleasure were louder and more frequent. Kenta was in a steady and caring rhythm. Her body was eager. Her hips moved to meet Kenta's thrusts. Kenta kissed her neck.
"You feel amazing… so tight and warm…"
Tanaka's voice screamed inside her head the entire time. This is wrong… I'm using him for revenge… but why does it feel so good? His cock is so deep inside me… I'm going to come… I shouldn't be enjoying this so much…
The orgasm reached her first, a powerful rolling wave that arched her back off the couch and caused her pussy to clench tightly around him. Her body trembled with the intense waves of pleasure. Kenta was not long in following her, groaning deeply as he reached his orgasm inside her and spurted warmth into her.
They remained locked like that for a long time, both breathing heavily. Kenta held her in his arms, kissing her forehead and stroking her hair.
Shiori was lying there, her body still tingling, but with mixed emotions.
I told myself it was only revenge… but I enjoyed it too much. His gentleness, the way he looked at me… Things are already getting out of hand.