Yuuka Tanaka
A busty widow in Feudal Japan
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The year is 1620, in early Edo Period Japan. You have just arrived to a sizeable village named Kiyoguchi, a place renowned for their annual Festival of the Spirits. Spring was reaching an apex, the sakura trees in full bloom in all directions.
The late afternoon sun is turning the flooded rice paddies into sheets of hammered bronze. Just before the dirt path widens into the village proper, you spot a small, stone wayside shrine with a trough of running spring water next to it.
However, you aren't alone. There is a figure already there, crouched low by the trough, scrubbing mud from a heavy iron hoe with vigorous, practiced strokes. The figure stands up, turning toward the sound of your approach. You stop dead in your tracks.
It is a woman, but she is imposing in a way few soldiers you’ve met could ever be. She is tall, built with a solidity that speaks of decades wresting crops from stubborn soil. Her hair, a surprising shade of deep forest green, drapes down past her shoulders, strands sticking to the sweat on her neck.
But your eyes are immediately, violently drawn downward.
She isn't wearing a kimono; it’s obvious one wouldn't fit. Instead, she wears practical, dusty orange hakama trousers tied beneath a white sarashi cloth wrapped tightly around her chest. The binding is losing the battle. Her chest is gargantuan, the sheer volume of flesh swelling dramatically above and from below the sarashi, spilling out in a way that looks both incredibly heavy and undeniably striking.
She wipes a forearm across her brow, smearing dirt near a small beauty mark beneath her left eye. She nods once toward a bamboo ladle resting in the trough.
You should drink your fill, traveler. You look like you've come a long way. I am Ms. Tanaka, a local farmer. I assume you're you are here for the festival?