A cheerful Karen hummed a capital trend song while studying in my room.
She’d spread a textbook and workbook, facing me.
“Rare for us to be alone.”
“Yeah. Mashiro and Reina took Alice shopping for clothes.”
I knew Karen had been invited and that she’d declined citing other things.
I don’t need to ask why; if she chose this to be alone with me, it’s cute.
“So, what do you want help with?”
“Mn, this part……”
She leaned over the desk slightly, asking about a problem.
I listened seriously at first, but the two mounds resting on the desk drew my gaze.
”……………”
…… I’d had a question stuck in my mind.
But asking directly felt rude — also embarrassing.
”…… Um…… Ouga.”
”……………”
“S-staring at my chest like that embarrasses me……”
But now-me is different!
After truly loving each other, asking should be okay.
“Karen.”
“Mn, got it?”
”…… How did you hide that chest?”
”…… Eh?”
Karen’s prominent chest…… boobs.
She’d wrapped them with a chest wrap to crossdress, but it doesn’t seem possible given size.
“H-how…… well, wrapping the wrap around-around.”
“I get that. But there’s no way that wrap conceals everything? They’re this big.”
“Stop spamming boobs! It’s embarrassing!”
She covered the laden chest with her arms.
The arm-force distorted the shape.
A wrap should distribute up-down but add thickness. From my memory, Karen wasn’t bulky-chested.
”…… You really want to know?”
“Want to know.”
”…… Ouga, perv.”
After staring, blushing Karen muttered.
”…… Then wait, preparing. I’ll get the wrap.”
“Okay.”
She hurriedly left.
I’d thought verbal explanation was fine, but she’ll demonstrate……
Obviously happier, I stayed quiet.
I meditated to suppress excitement and waited.
Door clicked; opened my eyes — Karen, fidgeting.
She held the wrap.
“It’s embarrassing for me too…… just once, okay?”
“Yeah…… burning into my eyes.”
“That’s embarrassing too…… you’re quite the perv, Ouga.”
“Because Karen is cute.”
“Don’t use that line, sounds like Crown Prince Arnia.”
“Never again.”
I’d let myself get carried away and parroted the idiot prince……!
And in front of Karen.
The proposal must have loosened me.
I have to face each properly and nurture love……!
“Y-you don’t have to bite your lip……”
“This is self-discipline, don’t worry.”
“If you say so…… anyway, face away briefly? I’ll undress.”
I turned my back.
The whisper of cloth on cloth.
Wrap means…… nothing on under, Karen.
If I look — fine, smooth skin would——
”…… Okay, Ouga.”
—— wasn’t.
Her boobs even shrank by half.
“There, wrapped.”
”…… Karen. Weren’t you going to demonstrate?”
“Wha!? Y-you thought that!? …… That’d be nighttime in bed…… but he might pity me…… as fiancée venting his desire is my role…… ahh, fine!”
She muttered, then suddenly loud, gripped her shirt hem.
“Once! Only once!”
—— She pulled it up to her chest in one go.
Karen’s wrap-bound boobs entered view.
Squeezed almost to bursting, the wrap creaked under pressure.
I wanted to release her.
Untying the wrap would give me the bounce and texture before my eyes.
”…… After stopping the wrap, they grew bigger…… can’t crossdress anymore.”
“R-right…… tough, thanks.”
“Really. Without your request, I wouldn’t have……”
Karen darted her eyes, avoiding mine.
Natural. Even as fiancée, showing boobs to a man.
So devoted — no one like her in the world.
Karen’s embarrassment exceeded limits; even her neck was red.
“Um…… enough? If anyone saw this, how’d I explain……”
”……! Don’t say flag-raising things, Karen! Immediately——”
“——We’re back~! Ouga, I bought souveni— huh!?”
“My, my, my, my. Ouga-kun.”
“While we were shopping, things got fun, hmm?”
…… Told you. This happens.
”…… Karen.”
”…… What?”
“I want to see nothing.”
“Kya!? Ouga!?”
Choosing escapism, I buried my face in Karen’s chest, shutting out vision.
But reality is harsh. Soon yanked away by the neck.
◇ Wanted to write the wrap-binding scene but feared the warning…… ◇