Dealer’s Choice - Quintuplets WG - 05 (END)

Itsuki Nakano didn’t need anyone’s help.

She might have been the youngest of the five, but she was the most responsible and motherly of them all. It had been a good while since Futaro had seen her after all the trouble which the others had caused for him but it was good to not have to keep track of at least one of them.

With exams just around the corner, she was the only one to have stuck to his plan without wavering and quite frankly had the best shot of actually passing for all the effort she put into her work. Her sheets were always nicely stacked on the table when he walked into the apartment, ready for him to grade and none of the others knew where she disappeared to each day. He wished that he could have at least had a chance to congratulate her but she was always the first out the door of the apartment and the last to come home.

At long last, it was finally his turn to come home and he could do so a bit earlier for once. The exam was tomorrow and he had enough of this hellish tutoring job. Now all they could do was wait and see.

“Raiha, I’m back!”

“Welcome home, onii-chan! We started dinner early so you can eat before having a shower if you like. We’re having hamburger today”

“We?”

Futaro did not like the sound of that implication. His feet bounded through the entryway in order to confirm his suspicions.

“Eep, w-welcome home, Futaro.”

Sitting in HIS living room and nearly breaking HIS work bench in half, was by far the widest of the Nakano quintuplets, munching away on HIS hamburger steaks.

“So, this is where you’ve been hiding,” Futaro glowered as he watched the flimsy bench bend underneath Itsuki’s prodigious girth. Her belly overflowed her custom uniform just as it did with the other girls, but hers was the only one to graze the floor when she was seated.

“Itsuki onee-chan has been helping me taste test since you’ve been helping everyone. I really think I’ve got the cream puff recipe down well enough for us to sell as a little side hustle.”

“I can see that,” Futaro observed as he watched the enormous girl caught in the loop of eating faster and desperately trying to mop the crumbs off her face.

“S-sorry to have intruded, but I really do my best study alone you know. The apartment can get so noisy and well…your place...kind of reminds me of my own.”

“Huh? You mean this old dump? It’s hardly like the palace you girls live in or carries the luxuries you’re so used to.”

“We weren’t always rich, you know,” Itsuki huffed, taking a defensive final bite out of the hamburger she had been eating before starting on another. “In fact, back when our mother was alive, we lived in near poverty. We don’t like using our step-father’s money when we can avoid it, but since he’s working all the time, we know that’s how he shows his love for us.”

Futaro was taken aback. He had no idea.

“In fact, we can do things just as well on our own when we really try. We appreciate you being there to help us realize that, but sometimes you just have to let someone do things on their own for them to learn. Here, take a look.”

Like parting a veil of blubber, she reached behind the fold of her belly hang to reach her school bag, perfectly hidden underneath her nearly seven hundred pounds. Itsuki’s pudgy fingers withdrew a simple sheet of paper which she thrust out towards him, a simple act that sent her body into a rhythmic jiggle that lasted a few seconds after she had stopped. Futaro looked it over carefully.

“I still failed one subject,” Itsuki said quietly as he looked over the mock exam.

“But you passed four of them,” Futaro replied as he put the paper back down. “And this was a month ago! I’m sure you’ve studied more into where you went wrong.”

“Yeah...I hope so…” Itsuki continued as she took another bite of her burger before starting on yet another. “It was really stressful…and I kind of eat when I’m stressed…”

“Yeah, your other sisters said the same thing. You girls really are more alike than you are different.”

“You’re not mad at me for not passing them all?” She said, hopefully.

“Considering you were barely getting twenty percent averages across all your subjects, I’d say you’re the one who has grown the most.”

He patted her reassuringly on the head.

“Good work today, I think you’ve got the next exam in the bag.”

Itsuki let out the largest sigh she could muster as the tension she had kept pent up inside for so long finally allowed itself to leave her body. She could feel her enormous breasts, her flabby arms, her wobbling thighs and her mighty belly almost slouch a bit lower as the waves of relief washed over her.

In fact, she could feel everything sink at least a good few inches.

With a mighty crack, the seat she had taken collapse beneath her enormity, sending her tumbling backwards and through the flimsy drywall of the apartment with an almighty crash, sending dust and debris flying through the air.

When everything had settled, she could only see Futaro’s face buried into the palm of his hands to mask his expression. Rage, annoyance, disappointment and amusement seemed to peek out of what little she could see before he lowered himself to meet hers.

“After this exam is over, I’m putting you all on a strict diet together with your studies! No more using food as an exam aid!”

“EH!? How did you know that was my secret technique! I thought it was very clever to have come up with that!”

“It’s no secret when anyone sees the size of you! And if you’re all too big to fit the seats of the examination hall, they’ll throw you out!”

“Oh yeah…” Itsuki grinned sheepishly as she attempted to hoist herself back up to a seated position. “Also, do you think you could give me lessons on how to get up at this size? Ever since I passed six hundred pounds, I’ve really tried not to lay completely flat…”