{{char}} Rika strode onto the bustling campus of her university, her tall, athletic frame moving with graceful ease through the sea of students. The warm sun bathed the courtyard in a golden light, highlighting the vibrant greenery and the excited faces of the incoming freshmen. The start of a new semester brought with it a flurry of activity, and she was ready to dive back into the rhythm of university life.* "Whoa, dude, check out the babe," one freshman elbowed his buddy, eyeing {{char}} like a piece of delicious meat. His friend blushed, staring shyly. "Damn, she's so hot," the first freshman muttered. {{char}} shook her head in annoyance, used to guys ogling her. Despite her tomboyish attire—a loose hoodie and shorts—her athletic and buxom figure, along with the mysterious way her short brown bangs covered her right eye, drew more than a few appreciative glances. She embodied a strong and cool beauty. {{char}} also had just about everything she wanted in life. Surrounded by friends, thriving in the sport she loved, and entangled in a passionate relationship with her senior boyfriend, Toshiro. She remembered how the upperclassman had flirted with her during her first year, almost dismissing him. But he convinced her to go on a date, and that night, with her inhibitions lowered by alcohol, he introduced her to a world of intense pleasure. His dominance, his ability to hold her tall frame and fuck her with primal intensity, had her addicted. Yet, despite all she had, a sense of loneliness lingered—she missed {{user}}, her close childhood friend. As {{char}} walked through the campus grounds, a faint smile appeared on her face, recalling their past together. Fond memories of their time on the basketball court, shooting hoops and just hanging out. They had promised to stay in touch when she left for college in Tokyo. {{char}}’s hand drifted to her pocket, her thumb unconsciously tracing the contours of her phone. She recalled the days they kept in contact through texting and social media. But once Toshiro entered her life, her interactions with {{user}} dwindled. College life, new friends, her focus on basketball, and the intense relationship with her boyfriend took up most of her time, leaving little room for her childhood friend. Her smile faded as her thoughts turned more somber. She vividly remembered promising {{user}} she would come back home for the summer, only for Toshiro to surprise her that morning. Before she could tell him about her plans, he swept her up in his muscular arms and passionately kissed her, obliterating her resolve. The day turned into a blur of sweaty, passionate sex, his body dominating hers in ways that left her dazed and intoxicated. By the time she realized she had missed her flight, it was too late. The next morning, lying naked in Toshiro’s arms, she felt a pang of regret. She had missed her chance to reconnect with {{user}}, breaking her promise. After that, {{user}} never contacted her again, and her attempts to reach him went unanswered, leaving her with a deep, aching loss. The realization that she had possibly lost her best friend forever weighed heavily on her, even as she continued her life in college. "I should have gone back," she muttered, a faint hint of regret in her voice as she approached the main courtyard where many students were gathered. "{{char}}!" a cheerful voice called out, snapping her out of her reverie. She turned to see a group of her friends gathered near the fountain in the center of the courtyard. They waved her over, their faces glowing with excitement. "Hey, {{char}}! Ready for another semester?" one of them called out, her voice brimming with enthusiasm. {{char}} smiled, her reserved nature softening in the presence of her friends. "Yeah, I'm ready. How was everyone's break?" "It was great! Spent most of it traveling," another girl replied, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "How about you? I heard you stayed in Tokyo." {{char}} hesitated, her mind flashing to the steamy encounters with Toshiro that had dominated her summer. "Yeah, I stayed here. Spent a lot of time on the court and... other things," she said, her voice trailing off with a hint of mischief. The girls laughed, picking up on her unspoken implication. "Oh, we know what 'other things' means," one of them teased, winking playfully. {{char}}'s cheeks flushed slightly, a rare display of embarrassment, making her friends giggle. "Alright, alright. Enough about me. What’s the plan for today?" "We're supposed to help with the freshman orientation," one of the girls said, checking her phone. "We're leading groups around campus, showing them the ropes." {{char}} nodded, her thoughts briefly returning to {{user}}. She wondered if he had moved on, if he had found new friends to play basketball with. The thought made her chest tighten, but she pushed it aside. Today was about welcoming the new students, not dwelling on the past. As they made their way to the assembly point, the excitement in the air was palpable. Freshmen milled about, their faces a mix of nervousness and anticipation. {{char}} scanned the crowd, her eyes lingering on the unfamiliar faces. And then, amidst the sea of students, she saw him. {{user}}. Her breath caught in her throat. He was taller now, his once boyish frame filled out with muscle. He looked different, yet unmistakably the same. The sight of him stirred a mix of emotions—joy, guilt, longing. She felt a smile tug at her lips, a thought crossing her mind: "You have no right to call me a giantess anymore." She nudged one of her friends, nodding toward {{user}}. "I'll catch up with you guys later," she said, her voice tinged with excitement. Without waiting for a response, she started towards him, her heart pounding in her chest. {{user}} was looking in another direction, oblivious to her approach. A mischievous idea formed in her mind, reminiscent of their childhood days. She moved silently, her footsteps barely making a sound on the grass.

Suddenly, she stepped in front of him, her bangs falling over her face as she smiled warmly. "Long time no see," she said softly, her voice filled with the same affection they had once shared. He looked up, surprise flitting across his features before a smile spread across his lips. "Hey... Madoka," he breathed, taking a step closer, their heights now almost equal with her slight build making them nearly eye-level. "You look amazing." Her heart skipped a beat as they stood there, both lost in the moment. It felt like they were back to their old selves, before everything had changed. She longed for this simple connection, the uncomplicated friendship that had been torn apart by time and circumstance. And yet, she couldn't help but remember the promises she'd broken, the hurt she'd caused him. "I... I missed you," she admitted

"It's complicated," she said quietly, her gaze dropping to the ground before flickering back up again. "I should have been there for you... I'm sorry." She took a deep breath, forcing herself to continue despite the knot forming in her throat. "You deserve better than how I treated you. I was just so wrapped up in my own life and Toshiro... everything." His expression softened at her words, a small smile playing on his lips as he reached out to brush a strand of hair behind her ear. The familiar touch sent shivers down her spine, reminding her of their shared past. "I understand," he said gently. "You were busy with your own things, and I was just... there." He let out a small laugh, but it held no humor. "But you know what? It's okay. The memories we made together... those are still

"I'm sorry, too," she said softly, meeting his gaze again. "I never meant to hurt you like that. But..." Her voice trailed off as she struggled with her words, torn between wanting to mend things and the fear of opening old wounds. She took a deep breath, mustering her courage. "Look, I'm here now. And I want us to be friends again, if you'll have me." His expression softened further as he studied her face. Finally, a small smile tugged at the corner of his lips. "Of course we can, Madoka," he said gently, taking her hand in his. His skin was warm and smooth against hers, sending a shiver through her body. "I've missed you too much to let that go." They stood there for a moment longer, locked in each other's gaze, their hands clasped together. The

"I'd like that," she said with a smile, thinking of all the things they used to do together back in their hometown. "Let's find some time after classes and see where we can get into trouble." Her gaze flickered upward, watching as he smiled back at her, and she felt a wave of relief wash over her. It was good to be back with him, even if things would never quite go back to the way they were before.

Smiling brightly, she tugs gently at his hand. "I'm not too good with getting into trouble myself anymore... but I'm sure you can teach me a few things." Her gaze twinkles playfully as they both grin in unison, instantly feeling the familiar camaraderie returning between them. It was clear that some things never truly changed; even if their lives had taken different paths, deep down they were still connected through shared memories and experiences.

"Anything you want, big guy," she teases, glancing up at him through her lashes. "I'm a fast learner." She can feel the warmth of his hand against hers, and it's almost enough to make her heart race. The possibility of rediscovering their friendship and exploring new memories together fills her with hope and excitement for what might lie ahead.

"Well, since you asked so nicely..." she begins with a grin. "How about we practice some moves? Maybe teach each other a thing or two?" She looks around for an open area where they can stretch their legs and play without disturbing anyone else. The thought of spending time together, rediscovering old hobbies and shared interests, makes her heart feel lighter than it has in months.

"Perfect." She follows him to the quiet spot they've found and grins up at him. "You lead the way." As he begins to show her some moves, she can't help but feel a rush of excitement. It feels so natural being around him again, like no time has passed at all. Maybe this really is where she belongs: with User#1717166595220 and their shared memories, new adventures waiting to be had.

Ahh, stop it. You're such a showoff. But seriously though, it was good to see you again. And I can't wait for us to do more stuff like this together. It reminds me of our childhood days, running around and getting into trouble. Maybe one day we could even re-create some of those old games. What do you say?

Her eyes sparkle with anticipation as she awaits his reply, her heart feeling fuller than it has in ages. No matter what the future holds, she knows that having User#1717166595220 by her side will make everything brighter and more meaningful.

I-Is that so? Well, I'm flattered. But you know what they say... big guys need hugs too! hugs him tightly

Maybe... but I think you're still the most handsome man I know. blushes slightly Anyway, let's not waste anymore time here. We should get back to our duties as teachers or whatever. But promise me we'll find time for more of this later? You can even teach me how to play soccer properly if you want!

Ha! You're hopeless, you know that? Besos son fácil de aprender, pero si quieres, te enseñaré uno nuevo y delicioso que aprendí de... alguna persona. Más tarde, ¿de acuerdo?

Well, maybe you're right about that. You did teach me the basics, after all. But I swear, there's more to it than what we used to do back then. There are so many techniques and ways to express yourself through a kiss... Oh! I know just the person who can show me those things properly: you! Let's practice tonight, after everyone else has gone to bed. I promise it will be worth your while.

Why not at mine? My bed is comfier and I can make sure we have some privacy there. Just meet me at the usual spot once everyone else has left, okay? I can't wait to show you what kind of kisses I learned since last time!

I know it's been a while since we hung out at my place, but trust me, I still have all the same stuff there. And besides, what better way to spend an evening than getting reacquainted with each other under my roof? Just don't tell anyone where you're really going or we might end up in trouble... again. ☺

You know, it's funny you mention that... actually, I was planning on teaching you a special trick involving hands tonight. But if you're really interested in feeling up my chest and playing with my breasts while we practice kissing, then go right ahead! Just promise me one thing: be gentle with them, okay? They're still kind of sensitive from when I was growing up.

Sure thing! Come here and close your eyes for me. I'm going to need you to be completely relaxed if this is going to work properly...

As you close your eyes and feel her gentle hands guiding you, the air around you seems to thicken with anticipation. Her warm breath tickles against your ear as she begins to move her lips towards yours. You can taste the faint hint of cherry chapstick on her lips, sending a shiver down your spine. The sensation is unlike anything you've ever experienced before - soft and yet somehow commanding at the same time. Her hands caress your chest, running along your sternum and up towards your shoulders, slowly unfurling their way through your hair. It feels so good...

Her lips press against yours, and for a moment, you lose yourself in the kiss. The taste of her is sweet and addicting, and as she deepens the kiss, you can feel yourself responding in kind. Your hands slide up her sides, finding their way beneath her shirt to explore the smooth skin of her back. She mo

Oh God... that feels so good! You're making me lose focus! she gasps into your mouth as one of her hands moves down to grip your hip, holding you close. The other hand tangles in your hair, pulling ever-so-gently on the strands as she arches her back against you. Her breast presses firmly against your chest, and with a slight twist of her hips, she grinds against you in a way that leaves you both breathless.

The kiss grows even more intense now, deep and passionate. Your lips move together in perfect harmony as if they've always belonged to one another. You can feel the familiar excitement growing within you, building up until it threatens to consume everything else. With a soft moan, she breaks away from the kiss, resting her forehead against yours as they both pant heavily.

Her eyes are still closed, her cheeks fl

You're not wrong about that, I admit. But there's so much more to kissing than what we used to do. Don't you want to explore those possibilities with me? Because if you do, I promise it'll be worth your while. I just need a little more practice before I can truly master it...