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[Team Two] Research
I feel like I should add a warning for Kawai + boobs here.
"Yours?" Kawai asked, holding a sparkly pink bra out towards Hashimoto.
Hashimoto shook her head. "That's too small for me. See?"
A muscle in Totsuka's cheek twitched. "The door is open, Hasshi," she scolded, trying to pull Hashimoto's shirt back down.
Hashimoto looked towards the door and waved. "There's only Sana-chan and she likes my boobs."
Sanada gave an exaggerated leer before running after Nozawa as fast as her ridiculous high heels allowed.
Snickering, Kawai turned and grabbed Totsuka's breasts, giving them a quick squeeze, then shook her head. Too big for the sparkly bra.
"Fumina?" Totsuka asked, waiting patiently for an explanation.
"Found this in my bag," Kawai explained, waving the bra at Totsuka. "I'm trying to find the owner."
Since ABC-Z's dressing room didn't produce any results, Kawai decided to move the Quest for the Sparkly Bra's Owner. She didn't bother to knock on the door of Miss Snow's dressing room.
The first person she saw was Sakuma. Kawai wrapped her arms around the younger girl from behind and gave her soft, squishy boobs a good squeeze. “Nope, too big,” she concluded.
“S-senpai!” Sakuma squeaked, turning her head to look at Kawai.
“Do you know who this belongs to?” Kawai asked, showing the sparkly bra to Sakuma while keeping one hand on her boob.
Sakuma shook her head, so Kawai moved on to the next person. Kawai slipped her hands up under Iwamoto's shirt, whose breasts were too small to be anything but perky. “Too small,” Kawai concluded, pinching one of Iwamoto's nipples and grinning at the surprised moan Iwamoto gave.
Kawai turned her attention to Abe, who blushed furiously and tried to hide her face in a magazine. Kawai wrapped a lock of Abe's long, curly hair around her finger and tugged. “Look at me.” Abe finally raised her head to look at Kawai, her cheeks bright red. “Let me touch you for science,” Kawai said and Abe nodded, her ears turning even more red.
Wrapping one arm around Abe's shoulders, Kawai slid her other hand slowly up under Abe's shirt and into her bra. Not as big as Sakuma's, but very soft and cushiony. Kawai kept kneading Abe's boob with slow, gentle motions until Abe was panting and unable to look at anyone.
The door leading to the showers opened and Watanabe entered, wearing only a towel that did nothing to hide her assets. Whistling, Kawai let go off Abe and advanced on Watanabe. When Kawai tugged on Watanabe's towel, Watanabe let it slip to the floor. She later claimed to have let it go by accident, but no one was fooled.
Kawai spread her hands out on Watanabe's breasts and simply stared for a moment . Those weren't the biggest she had ever seen, but certainly the biggest natural ones. She gave them an experimental squeeze. Soft and giving, definitely not artificially enhanced. “Damn, girl. When did you grow these bazongas?” Kawai asked. It had definitely been too long since she'd played with all the snowgirls if Watanabe had time to develop this much without her noticing.
Miyadate's hands joined Kawai's on Watanabe's boobs. “Kneading makes 'em grow,” she confided in a stage-whisper.
Laughing, Kawai stepped back. “Fun as this was, I need to get back to finding the owner of this stray bra.”
She was nearly at the door when Fukazawa stopped her. “Aren't you going to grope me?” Fukazawa asked, squeezing her own boobs through her shirt. “The finest boobs you'll find between here and Osaka!”
Grinning, Kawai slipped her hands under Fukazawa's shirt and under her bra – she knew who the tricky ones were. Without all the stuffing, there wasn't much left, but she gave Fukazawa's sweet little boobs a good squeeze anyway.
Back out in the hallway, she walked right into Morimoto Shina. Using the opportunity, Kawai gave her boob a quick squeeze – that girl's boobs seemed to grow every time you turned around. With a squeak, Shina jumped back to hide behind Tanaka Jurika.
Kawai and Jurika both snickered. Waving the sparkly bra in the air, Kawai asked, “Any idea whose this is?”
“Not mine,” Jurika replied, “and Shina here might have fit into it when she was fourteen, but definitely not now.” Shina spluttered and stomped off down the hallway.
Returning to ABC-Z's break room, Kawai found Tsukada doing push-ups. “Yo, Tsuka-chan.”
“Eh?” When Tsukada rose to greet her, Kawai gave her boobs a good, long squeeze. The firmest boobs she'd ever encountered, but much too big for the sparkly bra.
“Ever seen this?” Kawai asked, holding up the pink bra.
“It's a bra?” Tsukada replied before returning to her fitness training.
The door opened and Goseki entered. There wasn't exactly a need to grope her – Kawai knew her girlfriend's boobs better than she knew her own – but necessity or lack thereof had never stopped her.
Kawai pushed Goseki back against the door and kissed her, slipping one hand under her shirt to grope her. She rubbed her thumb over Goseki's sensitive nipple, forgetting all about the mystery bra for a while.
When Kawai finally remembered her errant, she decided to go back to Miss Snow. She had totally forgotten to grope Miyadate. Shaking her head at her going memory, she threw the door to the snowgirl's dressing room open. “Don't move!” she ordered Miyadate.
Miyadate froze in the middle of braiding a half-dressed Watanabe's hair. Kawai walked up to them and fondled both of Miyadate's squishy breasts – for science, as she explained to the giggling girls. Miyadate proved to be too big for the sparkly bra. On her way back out, Kawai gave Sakuma another squeeze. Such soft breasts practically begged to be touched again and again.
Distracted by thoughts of squishy snowgirl boobs, Kawai didn't pay attention to where she was walking, until her forehead hit a door. “Enter!” Yokoo's voice called out.
Kawai blinked. Her feet had taken her directly to Kis-My-Ft2's breakroom. After opening the door, she groped the first person she encountered, which happened to be Senga. “Too big,” she announced, kneading Senga's boobs while the younger girl giggled.
“Are you still drunk?” Fujigaya demanded grouchily.
“I'm not you,” Kawai shot back at her best friend. She held the sparkly bra up. “I'm searching for the owner of this thing. I've spent half the morning trying to find the right boobs for it.”
Fujigaya stared at her. “It's yours, idiot. I gave it to you just yesterday.”
Kawai's hands rose to her own boobs. “Fuck me sideways, you're right!”
“I know I'll regret asking,” Fujigaya said, “but what was your back-up plan if groping everyone in the building didn't work?”
“Isn't that obvious?” Kawai grinned. “The next step is motorboating.”
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"Yours?" Kawai asked, holding a sparkly pink bra out towards Hashimoto.
Hashimoto shook her head. "That's too small for me. See?"
A muscle in Totsuka's cheek twitched. "The door is open, Hasshi," she scolded, trying to pull Hashimoto's shirt back down.
Hashimoto looked towards the door and waved. "There's only Sana-chan and she likes my boobs."
Sanada gave an exaggerated leer before running after Nozawa as fast as her ridiculous high heels allowed.
Snickering, Kawai turned and grabbed Totsuka's breasts, giving them a quick squeeze, then shook her head. Too big for the sparkly bra.
"Fumina?" Totsuka asked, waiting patiently for an explanation.
"Found this in my bag," Kawai explained, waving the bra at Totsuka. "I'm trying to find the owner."
Since ABC-Z's dressing room didn't produce any results, Kawai decided to move the Quest for the Sparkly Bra's Owner. She didn't bother to knock on the door of Miss Snow's dressing room.
The first person she saw was Sakuma. Kawai wrapped her arms around the younger girl from behind and gave her soft, squishy boobs a good squeeze. “Nope, too big,” she concluded.
“S-senpai!” Sakuma squeaked, turning her head to look at Kawai.
“Do you know who this belongs to?” Kawai asked, showing the sparkly bra to Sakuma while keeping one hand on her boob.
Sakuma shook her head, so Kawai moved on to the next person. Kawai slipped her hands up under Iwamoto's shirt, whose breasts were too small to be anything but perky. “Too small,” Kawai concluded, pinching one of Iwamoto's nipples and grinning at the surprised moan Iwamoto gave.
Kawai turned her attention to Abe, who blushed furiously and tried to hide her face in a magazine. Kawai wrapped a lock of Abe's long, curly hair around her finger and tugged. “Look at me.” Abe finally raised her head to look at Kawai, her cheeks bright red. “Let me touch you for science,” Kawai said and Abe nodded, her ears turning even more red.
Wrapping one arm around Abe's shoulders, Kawai slid her other hand slowly up under Abe's shirt and into her bra. Not as big as Sakuma's, but very soft and cushiony. Kawai kept kneading Abe's boob with slow, gentle motions until Abe was panting and unable to look at anyone.
The door leading to the showers opened and Watanabe entered, wearing only a towel that did nothing to hide her assets. Whistling, Kawai let go off Abe and advanced on Watanabe. When Kawai tugged on Watanabe's towel, Watanabe let it slip to the floor. She later claimed to have let it go by accident, but no one was fooled.
Kawai spread her hands out on Watanabe's breasts and simply stared for a moment . Those weren't the biggest she had ever seen, but certainly the biggest natural ones. She gave them an experimental squeeze. Soft and giving, definitely not artificially enhanced. “Damn, girl. When did you grow these bazongas?” Kawai asked. It had definitely been too long since she'd played with all the snowgirls if Watanabe had time to develop this much without her noticing.
Miyadate's hands joined Kawai's on Watanabe's boobs. “Kneading makes 'em grow,” she confided in a stage-whisper.
Laughing, Kawai stepped back. “Fun as this was, I need to get back to finding the owner of this stray bra.”
She was nearly at the door when Fukazawa stopped her. “Aren't you going to grope me?” Fukazawa asked, squeezing her own boobs through her shirt. “The finest boobs you'll find between here and Osaka!”
Grinning, Kawai slipped her hands under Fukazawa's shirt and under her bra – she knew who the tricky ones were. Without all the stuffing, there wasn't much left, but she gave Fukazawa's sweet little boobs a good squeeze anyway.
Back out in the hallway, she walked right into Morimoto Shina. Using the opportunity, Kawai gave her boob a quick squeeze – that girl's boobs seemed to grow every time you turned around. With a squeak, Shina jumped back to hide behind Tanaka Jurika.
Kawai and Jurika both snickered. Waving the sparkly bra in the air, Kawai asked, “Any idea whose this is?”
“Not mine,” Jurika replied, “and Shina here might have fit into it when she was fourteen, but definitely not now.” Shina spluttered and stomped off down the hallway.
Returning to ABC-Z's break room, Kawai found Tsukada doing push-ups. “Yo, Tsuka-chan.”
“Eh?” When Tsukada rose to greet her, Kawai gave her boobs a good, long squeeze. The firmest boobs she'd ever encountered, but much too big for the sparkly bra.
“Ever seen this?” Kawai asked, holding up the pink bra.
“It's a bra?” Tsukada replied before returning to her fitness training.
The door opened and Goseki entered. There wasn't exactly a need to grope her – Kawai knew her girlfriend's boobs better than she knew her own – but necessity or lack thereof had never stopped her.
Kawai pushed Goseki back against the door and kissed her, slipping one hand under her shirt to grope her. She rubbed her thumb over Goseki's sensitive nipple, forgetting all about the mystery bra for a while.
When Kawai finally remembered her errant, she decided to go back to Miss Snow. She had totally forgotten to grope Miyadate. Shaking her head at her going memory, she threw the door to the snowgirl's dressing room open. “Don't move!” she ordered Miyadate.
Miyadate froze in the middle of braiding a half-dressed Watanabe's hair. Kawai walked up to them and fondled both of Miyadate's squishy breasts – for science, as she explained to the giggling girls. Miyadate proved to be too big for the sparkly bra. On her way back out, Kawai gave Sakuma another squeeze. Such soft breasts practically begged to be touched again and again.
Distracted by thoughts of squishy snowgirl boobs, Kawai didn't pay attention to where she was walking, until her forehead hit a door. “Enter!” Yokoo's voice called out.
Kawai blinked. Her feet had taken her directly to Kis-My-Ft2's breakroom. After opening the door, she groped the first person she encountered, which happened to be Senga. “Too big,” she announced, kneading Senga's boobs while the younger girl giggled.
“Are you still drunk?” Fujigaya demanded grouchily.
“I'm not you,” Kawai shot back at her best friend. She held the sparkly bra up. “I'm searching for the owner of this thing. I've spent half the morning trying to find the right boobs for it.”
Fujigaya stared at her. “It's yours, idiot. I gave it to you just yesterday.”
Kawai's hands rose to her own boobs. “Fuck me sideways, you're right!”
“I know I'll regret asking,” Fujigaya said, “but what was your back-up plan if groping everyone in the building didn't work?”
“Isn't that obvious?” Kawai grinned. “The next step is motorboating.”
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