Slush~ Slush~
"It's also quite clear that there's no milk in here whatsoever, and no liquid will come out no matter how hard I try to squeeze them..." I squeezed her breasts like I was trying to prove what I said.
"...so there could only be one plausible reason as to why you have such enormous breasts when the rest of your body is impeccably well-toned, which is that all the fat you gain goes to this chest of yours and nowhere else...And by saying that, it basically concludes the mystery of where all the weight you gained goes."
By the time I finished what I was trying to say while playing with her tits, Nina's face turned so red at the moment that she looked like a little cherry.
She seemed to have had enough of my shenanigans and was about to give me an elbow to the chest and run off in a fluster, as she was too embarrassed to even berate me for what I was doing and simply wanted to run off.
She even wanted to throw off her clothes and run into a cold shower to scrub her breasts, as she was sure that she would be able to feel the warmth of my hands on her flesh even if I were to let go, and she wanted that to go away at all costs so that she didn't die out of shame.
But before she could do any of that, I said something that provoked her curiosity and made her stay instead of running off.
"Coconut cakes, shaved coconut cookies, and coconut jam pie." Nina's ears twitched when she heard what I said, and she immediately looked back at me to see what I was trying to say, as if those words had provoked certain memories. I then continued saying, with my lips curled up, "You've been eating a lot of sweets that are made out of coconut, right, Nina?"
"...But it turns out that you were actually the sneaky little woman you always were, who always finds every opportunity to mock and make fun of me for your enjoyment, after all!"
Nina pumped her fists in the air like she was proclaiming her feud against Camila and looked disappointed that she fell for her tricks.
"Why are you blaming Camila, Nina? What did she do?" I asked with a curious look on my face, even though I already knew why she was bringing up Camila at the moment.
I also used how worked up and distracted she was at the moment to continue my groping spree, as I gently tickled the bottom of her breasts and slowly lifted them up from time to time.
Nina obviously felt what I was doing, but since her mind was completely on telling me the crimes that Camila had committed against her, she ignored the ticklish sensation of her chest that was being teased and complained to me about her close friend, Camila, who seemed to always pick on Nina for the fun of it.
"You don't understand, Kafka.
That wily woman may look all elagant and pristine, like she couldn't even bear to pick a flower since it would be the same as hurting the flower...But she's actually one big bully who's been teasing me and picking on me every day since high school, so that she could see me all worked up and flustered, which seems to give her some sort of joy." Nina cried out while telling me the injustice she was suffering at Camila's hands, thinking that I would sympathise with her.
But unfortunately for her, I completely agreed with what Camila was doing, as I myself was someone who liked to tease the people I loved to see them show a loveable reaction, which I was sure was what Camila felt when she played with Nina, who was quite gullible towards the people she trusted.