Roommates with Tyomika
by QicenoQ

I felt desolate. My landlord just kicked me out of my apartment without as much as an eviction notice. Apparently, making a noise complaint is borderline life-ruining if the noise in question is from one of their relatives.
Fortunately, I stood at the door of my old apartment. I moved out of it a couple months ago when my old roommate moved in with his girlfriend. And not even 4 months later, I was back.

Unfortunately, that room belonged to someone else now. More notably, a catgirl. I've never had a female roommate in general, but all the catgirls I had been around either demeaned or avoided me. I didn't blindly hate them or anything, but I was still put on edge at the prospect of living with one.
But she was apparently eager to meet me, according to my new... well, old landlord. She had been alone for months, paying a two-person rent.

*Knock knock*

I pulled my phone out as I waited for a response. The sound of footsteps then made me tense up, as they thundered loudly. I didn't even unlock my phone before the doorknob rattled.

As the door opened, I was taken aback. She was incredibly tall, easily having over a foot of height on me. Her curvaceous, toned body was packed into an attire that fought for its life; a sports bra that barely managed to contain her bosom, and a pair of leggings with rips on the side, possibly from the sheer size of her hips & thighs.
Her blonde ponytail flowed down to her tailbone messily, outlining her toned, tan midriff. She looked genuinely godly.

"Can I help you?" The giant catgirl hummed. Her soft voice warmed me up slightly.

"Y-Yeah, I believe I'm your new roommate.. I'm-"

"Oh my goodness, hi!~" She cut me off excitedly, then leaned down to my level. "I didn't know they were giving me someone so adorable!"

"... t-thanks..." Her brazen remark shocked me. "... So, what's your name? I'm-"

"Oop- sorry, I never introduced myself.~" She cut me off once again. "I'm Tyomika!"

"Oh- well, nice to meet you... Tyomika." I tried to pronounce her name, getting a nod of approval back from her. She then moved to the side before putting a hand on my shoulder. Her soft grip did not match the strength at which she pulled me into my old apartment.

Upon being dragged inside, I immediately took in how badly it was taken care of. Dirty clothing & food wrappers littered almost every exposed surface; including the top of her flat-screen TV, with a sock draping over it.
On top of that, it smelled like a dumpster fire. An acrid, burning stench made my face screw up slightly, which I could barely hide.

"Sorry.. I would've cleaned sooner, but I had no idea you were coming today." Tyomika said, stepping beside me. She sounded ashamed, yet the state of the apartment made her appear shameless.
"I have to go to work in a bit, too. And I'll only be off in a few days, so... jeez, this is super awkward.."

"Oh, well... I'm off today & tomorrow." I replied, looking back at the room. I was already a custodian around the city, so picking up messes wasn't new to me. But seeing panties, bras, and other things she had worn made me feel awkward.
"... I think I can help you out a bit."

"Are you sure?" Tyomika asked, gazing at it all as well. "It's a lot... And you just got here.."

"It's no biggie." I assured, picking up a handful of wrappers. The first trash can I saw already had a bunch of the same wrappers piled up on top.
As I struggled to press the garbage down further into the can, the sound of an alarm went off behind me. Tyomika pulled her phone out.

"Oh- jeez, I'm running late.." She remarked with wide eyes. "Uhm- hey, I really have to leave... I'll help when I get back, m'kay?"

"Okay." I answered, followed by the door closing behind me. I turned to see her already gone.
Just like that, it felt like the apartment had grown. Her height still baffled me, which I took the time to think about while she was gone.
Curiously, I walked toward the front door. She had to duck to exit, and her head was very slightly taller than it. Thankfully, the messy coffee table had a tape measure sitting on it... conveniently.

My eyes widened as I measured the exit; 7'6. She was over 7 & a half feet tall.
"God..." I murmured. How was that even possible? I don't think I've encountered anyone that tall; let alone, a catgirl, which is often pushing 5 feet.

I shook my head as I turned back to the messy apartment. The clock said 2:51 PM; I had a lot of time to reacquaint myself.

...

The dryer stopped again. I piled yet another heap of now-clean clothes next to a few towers of Tyomika's folded garments. The living room floor was almost entirely visible, minus a few bags full of garbage that I had piled up in a corner.
The kitchen & bathroom was easy enough; the bathroom was particularly worrisome at first, but it was surprisingly clean. Just a burrito wrapper in the shower.

However, two of the three doors in the hallway remained unopened; my old bedroom, and my old roommate's bedroom. I wasn't sure which one was her bedroom, so I avoided them while I waited for her clothes to finish.
But curiosity got the best of me. I had to look at my old room.

As I opened the door though, I discovered that Tyomika had claimed it. Fair enough; it had the window.
But I was immediately displeased by yet another mess, as well as a sight that made my stomach turn; a pair of pink-striped white panties, with a darker spot in the middle of them. The bed was the only surface that wasn't covered, but the bed was half-heartedly made; the mattress also sank in slightly. How could someone as stunning as her live so... sickeningly?
I closed the door again, deciding not to go inside. I feared knowing what she would do if I had tampered with anything in her room. Plus, what else was hiding in there? Probably an entire creature..

I then opened my old roommates door, and was somehow surprised to see a small home gym inside. Given her physique, I shouldn't have been shocked that she exercised; even if the hundreds of burrito wrappers I had thrown out said otherwise.
Thankfully, this room was pretty clean. Only a full trash can. I took it out before leaving a clean bag inside, adding another to the pile.

I turned to the window & noticed how dark it was now. The clock on my phone said 9:28 PM. I didn't know what time she would be getting back either.
As I waited for another load of laundry to dry, I began thinking... I don't have a bedroom anymore. Tyomika turned the spare bedroom into a gym. Unless she wanted me to sleep on the bench press, I was paying to sleep on the couch.

I groaned as I took that in. And as I did, I realized something else; where was my stuff from my old apartment going to go? I didn't have much over there, but I had a pretty comfortable mattress & a wardrobe of my own.

... And that got me thinking further; where did Tyomika work? She was apparently paying for this apartment alone for a few months now. Aside from the careless living, it seemed she was making due on her own.
I finished folding the last batch of clothes, adding one more tower to the now-city of outfits on Tyomika's living room floor.


...

I leaned into the couch cushion as I sat back down, taking in the silence now that all the clothes were washed. It took a few trips up & down the halls, but I managed to throw all the garbage out too.
The entire apartment was cleaned, minus her bedroom. A small collection of skyscrapers made of her wardrobe sat next to the couch. I yawned as I cocked my head back & stared at the ceiling.
"... This is where I live again.." I hummed to myself. The empty feeling from eariler began to resurface. It wasn't a bad apartment or anything, but it was a downgrade, objectively.
This living room was my bedroom; one that a giantess, slobbish, gymbunny, flirty catgirl would be strutting through every day.

I opened my phone again out of boredom; 12:20 AM. I winced as I began to wonder where Tyomika was. But I was exhausted, so I closed my eyes & leaned back.



...

*Purrrrrrr~*

I shuddered slightly as I regained consciousness. The living room was much darker now; the ceiling light was now noticeably dim, but bright enough to make my unfocused eyes close soon after.
But something else caught me off guard; a warm mass crushing my lap, vibrating non-stop. It was honestly really comfortable, and I melted into the cushion without thinking.
With the slight bit of consciousness I had after my nap, I moved my hand up & laid it on whatever was weighing down on me. My palm soon touched a soft, warm mound. The vibrating made my hand rattle slightly.

*Purrrrrrrrrrr~*

I smirked, half-asleep. My head immediately told me that I was petting a cat. The vision was vivid enough, at least. Instinctively, I slowly glided my palm back-and-forth on the mass.

"Mmmnya...~"

"..." The loud humming noise to my left made me stop. I then opened my eyes, and upon looking down, I felt them widen further than they ever had before.
Tyomika was laying on the couch. On me. She was using the arm-rest as a pillow; the other arm-rest as a foot-rest. And in the middle, her legging-clad butt; almost a foot away from my head.
She had me pinned underneath her, but she was happily out-cold. Her emphatic purring was overwhelming with my regained awareness.

"T-Tyomika-" I whispered, pecking her shoulder with my finger. Her ear twitched slightly, then her tail lifted up.
Just like that, her purring stopped.

"Mmmh..?" She hummed quizzically, then looked over her shoulder. I stared at her with wide eyes; she happily smirked.
"Hiiii..~"

"Uhm- hey?" I replied, squirming under her weight. "Why are you laying on me?"

"Oh- well, I noticed you cleaned everything, and I wasn't sure how to thank you.." She hummed tiredly.
"So, since you were alone without a blanket, I thought: Hey, why not keep you warm? It's the least I could do.~"

"O-Okay, well, that's very nice of you. But that isn't necessary.." I responded. Tyomika didn't budge, or even move; she just continued smiling at me.
"... C'mon, please?"

"Hmm..." Her tail then moved up to my head. I felt uncomfortable as it slid around my shoulders.
"... How about you keep petting me then, cutie?~"

"... Pet you?"

"That's right.~" She brazenly requested. "Feeling you stroking my butt felt sooo good. I don't feel like going anywhere unless you keep going.~"

"..." I felt her hips shake from side to side; to my shock, dragging my hand with it. I turned to see my fingers practically sinking into her flesh.
I instantly pulled away, but Tyomika scoffed.

"H-Hey! Hehe- I just said I'm not moving.~"

"Fine!" Annoyed, I grabbed the backrest & lifted myself out from underneath my new roommate.
Unfortunately, she was one step ahead of me. Her tail was still draped around my shoulders, but it soon wrapped around my neck. I froze up as she then jerked me back down.
To my horror, I went face-first into her butt. I then felt a hand press on the back of my head; gripping me with ferocious power.
"Mmmph! Gmt mff!"

Tyomika shook her hips again; her warm leggings unpleasantly rubbed against my face.


GBBRRRRRRRRRRMMPPHHT...

The experience was made worse when a bassy, airy noise was followed by a horrific stench. She had just farted in my face.
"MMMMPH! Mpph- MMPHHHHH!" I bounced between screaming, thrashing, and gagging from the smell of her digestive system. It was abhorrent.

Meanwhile, Tyomika kept me in place. She kept a grip on my head as she turned her hips. I fell onto my side; trapped between the backrest & her.
She laughed after letting go & backing up, and I felt her begin to purr again. My body was completely trapped; minus some fruitless squirming from me.

"Hahaha!~" She shook her hips again; this time, nuzzling my nose deeper in her crack. I felt like crying as she made me miserable with ease.
"Don't you know never to fight a cat-girl? We're apex predators, y'know. And you just happened to mess with the biggest one.~"

There was no denying that. I'm surprised I haven't seen her in the news. But I couldn't focus on anything else right now; my face was deep in her butt.

Bbrrraapt! Pppfffffhhhhhhhhh...

"MMMMMRRRRRPHHH!" I screamed again, as a bassy fart was let by a silent, dense nightmare of an emission. My gagging turned into aggressive dry heaving and I once again fought to escape, to no avail.

"C'mon, calm down.~" She teased above me. "I'll only stop if you do. You wouldn't want me to fart again, would you?~"

"Mmph- mmmph..." I felt tears form in my eyes as I tried to slow down. I desperately wanted to be freed.

"That's it... Relax.~" She hummed, patting the side of my head. "Hehe- that felt so good to let out, too. You're like- the best roommate ever, y'know that~? Cleaning my entire apartment, rubbing my butt, and sniffing my awful gas? Granted, I had to make you do the last one, but still. I might have to keep you, y'know.~"

"Nmph..." I denied, then began pushing on the back of her legs. I could feel her laughter bounce against my face.

"No?~" She hummed. "Aww, don't be such a puss, darling. I already called the movers to bring your stuff back here! What was it; some clothes, your bed, and... some more clothes? Pssh- lightweight."

I was seriously scared of her now. She was truly committed to me living here.

"Sadly, I kinda need my gym, so... I guess we can put your bed in my room. Mine is kinda worn out anyway.~"

"Mmph..." I pleaded, trying & failing to shake my head disapprovingly.


Pprrrrrrrrrrrrrrrhh...

"Mnng-" I heaved aggressively as another simmering bout of gas seeped against my nose. Tyomika giggled above.

"Awww~ you're irresistable." She backed up again. Somehow, my head went deeper, and the smell only got way worse.
"Seriously- you are just perfect! Don't worry- we'll go officiate you as my new roomie tomorrow morning. That means you're contractually obligated to stay here for at least a year, y'know?~"

WHAT? Since when?! I froze up just processing it; what was she on about?

Then, to my relief, her weight pulled away from me. She sat up on the couch as I huddled up on the couch; I wish I could've ran for the door, but one; she was clearly a physical juggernaut. And two; I was in pain after taking her gas into the lungs. My body has never experienced such fatigue; even after cleaning the entire apartment.

"Oh no... Did I go too hard on you, baby?" Her voice reverberated in my tired head. "Sorry. My gas is really bad... Dairy & breakfast-burritos will do that to me; I'm like- super lactose intolerant, but peppermint-mocha coffee creamer is just so yummy... You understand, right cutie?~"

I feebly shook my head, still recovering.

"Hehe- it might take a while.~" She then scooted closer. "I'll tell you what; your bed will be here tomorrow. Maybe if you slept in my bed tonight, you'll have a better night's sleep tomorrow. C'mon- I'll carry you!~"

"N-No..." I denied her, but that didn't stop her from picking me up anyway. With ease, let alone; she cradled me in her arms with no problem.
"I-... t-the couch! I'll sleep on the-"

"Nope.~" She interrupted me. "You're paying to live here, too. What kind of roomie would I be by letting you sleep on the couch? Besides, it's like- super uncomfy. Nothing like a bed with a hugger like me! You'll never sleep cold again.~"

She squeezed me tighter as we walked through the hall. She ducked slightly, and I could feel her breath hitting my face as she carried me to her door.
Upon opening it, I heard her gasp.

"O-Oh... You didn't clean in here, either..." She sounded disappointed. "... Awwwhh~ you're so respectful, too! I bet you were waiting for me to get home so you could get my permission to clean my room, weren't you? Hehehe- baby, it's your room, too.~"

She walked into the room & butted her door shut, then turned the lights on. Somehow, the window-light didn't shine on how gross her room truly was. My attention was instantly drawn back to the panties I had seen earlier, but another corner of the room had another pile of trash, which had combined with some more unwashed clothes.
It felt like a work that only God could create with how slobbish Tyomika was. One would assume that she's a proper, albiet powerful girl, but this apartment was nightmarish.

I couldn't think about that, though. The sound of rustling cloth made me tiredly turn to my roommate. Even through teary eyes, I saw the most vivid thing I had ever witnessed; her pulling her sports bra off. Her breasts were fully exposed.
I turned around so fast that I'm surprised I didn't pop something.

Tyomika tossed the bra onto the pile. I then watched her leggings fly onto another pile adjacent.
"... Hehe- turn around." She hummed playfully.

"A-Are you wearing something?" I timidly asked.

"Why?" She innocently responded, then paused for a bit; as if I had to answer. But before I could try, she continued.
"Hehe- you're seriously red right now... Say- why don't you just sit still? I'll be there shortly.~"

I then felt the mattress shift. At that moment, my fear welled up too much. She was going too far.
I jumped off the bed & booked it; accidentally getting an eyeful of her body. She was indeed wearing nothing; minus the ponytail.
Tyomika then stepped in front of me, holding her arms out expectingly. Her smiling face terrified me now.
With nowhere to run, I stumbled into her. She quickly grasped me, embracing me against her nude body. My head slotted perfectly between her bare boobs.

"Awwh, what's wrong? Are you scared of me?" She cooed. "I always sleep naked!... W-What, do you not?"

"MMPH!" I tried to fight her grasp, but she is strong. All I could do was thrash uselessly.

"C-Calm down! C'mon cutie, we t-talked about this..~" I felt her purring return as she squeezed me.
"O-Okay- I'll help you calm down."

I couldn't help but break down as she carried me back to her bed, then threw me onto my back. Tyomika loomed over me powerfully before sliding her leg onto the bed. She grabbed my hands as she crawled on top of me, straddling me without opposition. Her tail was swatting the air erratically.
She kept her grip on my arms as she leaned down. Her plump breasts approached my face, before eventually consuming my head.
She began smothering me with her breasts. Her weight kept me pressed tightly against her worn out mattress, and I had nowhere to go, or air to breathe.

"MMMMPH!" I tried to fight her off. I could feel her purring amplify drastically.

"D-Dude, y-you're getting me r-really excited... s-stop, okay?" She sounded frantic as I continued trying to free myself. Her grip on my arms strengthened drastically, which weirdly helped calm me down; between going unconscious and her breaking my wrists, I'd rather pass out first.
"S-See? Hehe- that wasn't difficult..."

She pulled away, allowing me to gulp air. I had a knot in my throat from the constant stress she had put me through since waking up; the urge to sob stuck with me, but she was showing enough benevolence for me to stifle it.
She continued straddling me for a bit before hopping off. My constant panting for air rightfully told her that I was beat.

"I-I'm really sorry I had to do that, cutie.." She babied me with her nicknames for me. She didn't even know my real name yet.
"... J-Just lay down, close your eyes.."

I was too afraid to disobey her now. She had so many ways to exhaust me, and I was entirely at her mercy.
Maybe I was still asleep on the couch. Maybe she was still at work, and I was just having a nightmare. She seemed so chill earlier. But now, she enjoyed exposing herself in front of me & making me worship her ass. There's no way this is real.

As I thought that, I was shocked by a sudden weight crashing down on my head. My eyes rocketed open, and was displeased at what I saw; half of my vision was obstructed, while the other half was a swaying tail.
"N-NMMPH!" I jolted as a dense, sticky, and horrific smelling sensation enveloped my nose. I tried to push her ass off my face again, but she grabbed my hands again.

"I-I'm sorry! Y-You really got me worked up.." Nyomika whined above, driving her hips down further. My face sunk deeper into her sweaty crack.
The smell alone made me gag. Unwashed ass, her stale gas from earlier, and the fact that she was nude now really tested my stomach.
"Hehe-" She then laughed above as I continued to fight her. "Heh... hehehe... K-Keep fighting-..."

Her hips lowered even further. Her weight was overwhelming enough, but smell somehow got worse.
Tyomika let go over my arms for a bit. And to my horror, her hands sunk into the flesh over her massive ass. She pulled them apart slightly; a mild draft of air hit my nose, reminding me of how genuinely putrid her ass was. But worst of all, my nose sunk; not just deeper, but to the deepest.
A warm, wrinkly feeling pressed against my nostrils. I screamed hard as the smell became exponentially worse.

Tyomika leaned back as my nose pressed hard against her butthole. She then grabbed my arms before I could try pushing her off again.
"Hmm~ Oooh!~ Mmmh~ fuck~" She moaned above me, shamelessly using my nose as a toy for her pleasure.


Plrbt- bbrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr...

I tried to jerk my head to the side, but helplessly took a long, bubbly fart to the nose. They already reeked worse than anything I've ever smelled, but the lack of distance made them genuinely unholy.
I felt like vomiting. My constant dry heaving made it evident. The smell wasn't just amplified; it was multiplied. This was torture.


Brr- phhrrpt...

Bbbrrrrrrrpt!

Pfffppfpfppff...

bb- tch- bbrbrrrRRAAAAAAPT!


It continued for ages. The onslaught of her gas constantly made my respiratory system linger with the smell of her digested food for that day.
My only break from breathing in her farts came when she slid down slightly. My nostrils were finally free from her hole, but the motion caused my mouth to open. To my displeasure, the radiating stench from her asshole soon flooded my mouth.
I gagged hard. Tasting it was another world of torture. I hacked aggressively as it soon began corrupting my tongue.

Phhrss... phrrrrrrr.. phhmp...

She then pushed out three more deep, airy farts. The disgust overwhelmed me, and I couldn't hold myself together.
I threw up in my mouth, crying as she made me her designated fart-receptacle. Meanwhile, Tyomika playfully hummed above. Her tail swayed much slower now. She was purely happy.


Pphhhhhhfffffffffffffffffff...

Even with a mouthful, she managed to cram another long SBD into my mouth. I tasted all of it, and began to sob hard. It was too much. What did I do to deserve this? Is this why she was alone for months?


After hours, the exhaustion finally overwhelmed me. I felt myself slip out of consciousness.



...

...

My head throbbed, and my eyes were crusty from the night before. The room was totally dark, and I barely managed to stumble out of bed.
What even happened? It had to be a nightmare, right? There was no way Tyomika actually did that to me.

I slowly dragged myself through the dirty bedroom, only adding to the implausibility of my theory. I felt truly lifeless, even when exiting her bedroom.
But I managed, and stumbled down the hallway. I had to prop myself up on the walls as I navigated away from her bedroom.

"Ohp- hey Todd, I think that's her new roomie." A voice then called from the living room. I turned to see two people; someone that I regularly see at the gym when I work there, and an unfamiliar dog-boy.
"Hey pal, you doin' alright? You look sick.."

"Yeah bro, stay over there if you are.." The gymgoer said. The dog-boy shook his head.

"Nevermind him. Please don't let us bother you." He began." Tyomika gave us the thumbs up to move your stuff in here. She said she'll be back in a bit."

"D-Did she say where?" I asked, looking at a pile of my clothes half-hazardly tossed on the couch.

"Oh- something about your papers?" He answered. "You're signature was on it. Remember signing anything like that?"

"W-What-"

"C'mon dude, we gotta get that mattress bed." The gymgoer cut me off, nodding toward the door. The dog-boy walked towards it; both of them giving me a nod goodbye.

I was alone in the apartment, surrounded by my clothes; and soon, my bed. I looked back at the bedroom; accepting that it would be going in there, and that I would be sharing it with Tyomika.
I was still exhausted as I sat on the couch. I checked my phone; 2:44 PM. Over half of my day-off was already out the window.

Among the obvious emotions after a night of being used by my roommate, I was fucking livid. How could she do that to me? Sure, maybe she couldn't help it, but a warning before doing anything drastic would have helped; let alone, a warning before I decided to move in with her.
... and my signature?