Binge watching

Her next meet with Haruto was still a few days off. In the meantime, Ami decided it'd be a good idea to familiarize herself with some of his hobbies and likings. The most available one was one she'd heard him talking about with Fumiko, the queen bee of their class. It wasn't something she'd had a particular relationship with, even as a kid. Frankly, Ami had actually looked down on both anime and the people who watched it pretty much her whole life. She thought of them as neets and outcasts, pretty ironic considering her own position in the social hierarchy. Then again, bigoted people aren't known for being those with the most self-awareness..

Simply searching "Anime" didn't do much for her. There was an overwhelming amount of different series and films, and even more platforms to watch them at, some sketchier than others.
Completely lost at where to even start she opted to ask on social media. Being the naive girl that she is, Ami used the same account that she'd used when posting her photos. The little following she'd accumulated over the course of the few days she'd been active consisted exclusively of pigs and degenerates. Pair that with a request for anime recommendations and something's bound to go wrong..

All the titles she were recommended sounded rather strange but it was anime after all, she expected nothing else.
Had she bothered to look up the shows she got recommended before she started watching she might've noticed a trend. They were all exclusively "ecchi" animes, basically softcore porn with very suggestive scenes and events.

The first few shows she watched were all fairly short at only twelve episodes a piece. This meant that she managed to successfully finish four seasons of different, quite graphic shows. The first few episodes were a chore to get through. If the sub-par writing and needlessly high pitched voices weren't a turnoff already, the "accidental" ecchi scenes sure were, at least in the beginning. The more she got into it though, the more Ami found herself enjoying watching it. Even the pervy scenes grew on her to the point where she spent entire episodes waiting for something pervy to happen. Halfway through the second season she'd gotten pretty worked up. Her panties were soaked and her pussy was yearning for attention.

Her whole night quickly turned into a frenzy of vigorous masturbation and watching borderline hentai. With her complete lack of sexual experience it didn't occur to Ami just how far fetched and plain stupid some of the scenes were. Would Haruto find it hot if she began acting like the girls in anime?

Morning eventually came creeping and Ami's alarm sounded, bringing her back to reality. She'd been so caught up in watching hent- ..anime that she'd completely lost track of time. Determined to finish the last episode of the show she was currently on, Ami just put the alarm on snooze while she got off one last time before school.

Due to her commitment to finishing the show, Ami left herself no time to neither shower nor brush her hair before heading for school. Not only did she look insanely tired, she looked unkempt and filthy. A night of constant masturbation would do that to you. Worst of all was definitely the smell though. Ami reeked of sweat. Masturbating all night was the heftiest workout she'd gotten for as long as she could remember.

Dirty looks, murmuring and soft giggling was what awaited her when she entered the classroom just before class began. It didn't even occur to Ami what they were on about until the very last class of the day when some of the ruder girls approached her to tell her that she looked like shit, smelled like **** and should go home and not bother coming to school if she was just gonna sleep all day anyways.

The rest of the week went similarly. All night was spent watching ecchi animes and getting off. It became more of an obsession than just a means to find common ground with Haruto, the initial goal was long lost at that point. Ami's time at school was of course also influenced by the unhealthy habit. She came to school looking tired and reeking of sweat. Ironically, her quest for learning about Haruto's interests in turn made him find her even more repulsive than before. Seeing how she came to school looking like someone who'd never even heard the term "self-care".

The madness didn't end until she was called to the principal's office for a stern talking to. He'd received numerous complaints for teachers and students alike. Most of the teachers complained about her falling asleep in all her classes, while the student complaints were more directed at her apparent lack of hygiene.

The last day of the week went mostly like the previous ones, though she actually took the time to shower before heading to school. That meant coming too late to the first class as she didn't want to compromise her anime-watching time by showering.

Despite her appalling display the whole week, Haruto still met up with her as scheduled at the end of the day. Finally the time to reap the rewards for watching anime all week had come. As he was setting up his equipment, Ami began questioning Haruto about different anime, all of which were the ecchi ones she'd spent her entire week catching up on.

"What the fuck have you been watching? Those are all basically porn! You some sort of pervy freak or something??"

Ami stood dumfounded at his response. She'd been so confident in her selection too, it had come from random strangers on the internet after all! How could he not find the shows insanely hot? She'd spent an entire week getting off to them too, was it all for naught?

She wanted to lie down and die. The embarrassment finally caught up to her. Not just from being called a pervy freak by her crush. The collective **** and humiliation she'd suffered from over the past week had built up and culminated with Haruto's reaction. It'd only been manageable at the time because her brain was riddled with erotic thoughts and too sleepy to properly register it.

To Ami's surprise, Haruto still went through with the photoshoot mostly as usual, if not a bit rushed. Her outfit for the day was the same skin-tight gymnast looking uniform. This time without the pompoms. It looked somewhat different to the original due to her decrease in size, not that any sentient, mortal being was in any way able to recognize the fact.
She believed it'd struck a chord with Haruto, maybe he had a fetish for outfits like that?
In truth it had been a request from one of his backers..

By the time they were finished Ami was struggling to stay awake. She was definitely gonna go straight to bed once she got home to prepare for an entire weekend of watching softcore animated pornography, even despite having confirmation that Haruto didn't find that sort of thing entertaining. At this point it'd become more of an addiction that an actual attempt to grow closer to her crush.

Just as he was about to leave, Haruto strategically dropped a bomb on Ami as she was changing.

"I'm done with these photoshoots for now. I would like for you to send me pictures of your own though.."

Ami was both sad and delighted at the same time. He didn't want to see her after school anymore, but he still wanted pictures of her!
Still unaware of the pictures actual purpose, she was under the misconception that they were for his own pleasure. Ignorance is bliss as they say..

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