Once upon a time in Japan, there was me, a young Judo fanatic
taking on a one-week vacation from the United States of America. During my
trip, I had heard of some 'cute chubby Judo girl with brown hair that was in a
topknot with the braids tied into a necktie who has taken on many dojos and
won.' That girl's name was Hinabari. Man, Judo is so cool, and what better way
than to learn it from a legend? Coming across a dojo, Blows, bone cracking
sounds, and thuds being heard. Then the sounds stopped before the doors opened,
revealing the young woman with the dojo's sign. And then there was me, standing
in front, starstruck and awestruck at the same time.
The
young, chubby warrior delivers three quick chops into an unlucky wood block,
each attack carving a smooth dent within. Her approaching hand dives in the
wound, and slices it in half. As the block falls to the ground, she swipes off
the splinters that landed on her belly, plump and taunt against her outfit.
This is when she notices the young man watching from the sidelines. "Konnichiwa. May I help you?"
Trevor: "Y-y-y..." My words stuttered,
mainly from the coolest thing I just saw, and another thing that a legend is
right in front of me. Nevertheless, I ceased the stuttering and gave a light
bow towards her. "My name is Trevor. During my trip here from America,
I've heard many tales about you. You're Hinabari the Judo legend, are you not?"
Hinabari bows in response. "Yes, I
my name is Hinabari. I do specialize in Judo." She hops over the arena's
elastic borders coming face-to-face with Trevor. Her thighs wiggle slightly at
her landing.
Trevor: "Hinabari... I offer you..." I let out
what I was going to say; an offer to... "A chance to take me in as your
disciple and teach me the ways of Judo. If you do, it will be of my best
interest to offer you nice, warm belly rubs."
Hinabari raises her eyebrow. "Belly
rubs?" she questions. "What makes you think I can train you in return
for massages?"
Trevor: "Well.." In a nervous position
where I clasp my hands behind my back and hang my arm down, I explain to the
young chubby girl, "I just think big bellies are very... captivating. And
Judo is such a cool martial art! When you put it all together, you get
you!"
Hinabari smiles. "I appreciate your
lovely compliments." she chuckles, her hands on her gut. "But are
your belly rubs truly worth Judo lessons?" She unties the shirt wrapped
around her, and places it on the rings of the arena before
sitting her rather endearing rear upon the edge of the training arena,
preparing for her rubbing.
Trevor was quite stunned by what I was
seeing. She had just untied her shirt, revealing her belly in its full glory. And in front of me?
"T-they don't have to be.. if you don't want to." I had to admit, she
is quite cute with her overweight figure, lovely green eyes, and cute lips...
wait, what? Am I falling in love with her or something? Nah, probably just my
imagination.
Hinabari awaits for her so-called belly
rubs. "Prove to me that your rubs are worthy." she says, invitingly
shaking her belly.
Trevor: "Okay..." I deeply sighed and
approached Hinabari, and as I was closer to her, stood on one
knee so that her belly is facing me, and rubbed my hands all over it,
"Ooh, mama mia~ Smooth as a cat's fur." Sure, you can tell by that
little compliment that I was excited, but I was giving her a rub so worthy, she
might just be able to teach me!
Hinabari sighs
pleasurably, arching her neck back as Trevor's hands worked its way around the
wide expanse that was her gut. "This is good." she purrs.
Trevor: "Thank you. I just love huge beer bellies
on girls like you. They're so jiggly and captivating and fun to rub on. It's as
much as I love Judo!" I complimented as I continued to give her the best
belly rub she's ever had.
Hinabari laughs softly. "You are
quite the charmer. I didn't know there were people such as yourself who enjoy
large bellies." She casually sat on the edge of the arena, letting more of
her stomach squish outwards.
Trevor: "Well, I guess I might be the first,
huh?" I then wanted to ask her something, "Hey, Hina-san? Would it be
alright if I... had a little fun with your gut?"
Hinabari nods in approval. "If you
wish. You've done a wonderful job, by the way."
Trevor: "Thank you! That really means a
lot!" My hands lift up so much fleshy fat it can hold in her stomach that
I was lifting up the whole stomach, and then I remove my hands off, letting
that huge tummy bounce right in front of me hypnotically as it let out a nice
deep ‘BOING’. "So if I train under
you, I get an outfit like yours?"
Hinabari feels the need to blush at
Trevor's play of her fleshy stomach, but her slight pride and training prevents
her from doing so. "A-Ah...yes, but in white."
Trevor: "Cool!" My chin rests on her
gut whilst rubbing it. "Hinabari, you're the best!"
Hinabari smiles genuinely. "Thank
you, Trevor. You're a very kind man." Inside Hinabari's thoughts, her mind
was wild with emotions and suggestive thinkings. Hinabari generally didn't care
much for her thicker figure. Anyone who made fun of her was usually ignored, or
given the gift of pain. However, Trevor's doings with her belly had opened up a
gate to a new realm of sorts, where her stomach was a playground. She liked
this feeling. In fact, she loved it, even.
Trevor smiled at her as I took my chin
off her stomach and began to place her hands on her belly, making it jiggle
like an ocean of flesh.
Hinabari finds herself in a land of
jiggling bliss, gripping the sides of the concrete floor of the arena.
"That tickles!" she half laughs, half squeaks.
Trevor sighed happily, ceasing the
jiggling. "Okay. Now on to the lessons."
Hinabari is brought back to reality.
Already done? It seemed to go by so fast. "Ah...very well!"
recollecting herself, she buttons her shirt back up, and straightens up.
"You're to be expected for lessons tomorrow at eight in the morning!"
she sternly shouts. "Your massages have proven to be worthy of my
training! I'll return the favor."
Trevor: "I won't fail you, Master!" I
cocked my fists back and bent my waist forward, bowing to my soon-to-be sensei.
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