The Broken Possessors of the Infinite Regression Academy - Chapter 239
Chapter 239 – Side Story: Swimsuit – 2
“Don’t do useless things.”
-Kwaang!
“Huh?!”
Laura, who appeared from behind, poked Rosaria on the forehead. For a moment, her neck shrank, her expression became distorted, and her shoulders naturally rose.
I think it looked similar to when I captured Eichenhardt getting hit with a honey chestnut in the past.
“Hey! What the hell is this!”
Rosaria, who was crouching down, holding her head and shaking, shouted out. She didn’t seem to care at all about the fact that her chest, which was larger than her head, was crushed by her knees.
“I said that because I thought it was disgusting that you were trying to seduce me when I was still a virgin. Your every move was full of purity. If unicorns were real, I would have made you my queen.”
“what?!”
“Watch carefully and learn.”
Laura stood in front of me, lightly ignoring Rosaria who was jumping up and down.
“What do you think, Mira? Don’t you think it suits you well?”
In terms of the overall bikini, it was similar to Rosaria’s, but the details were completely different. While that bikini was a classic triangle shape, Laura’s had a square chest area with an open center.
The exposure itself is at the level of an ordinary bikini, and in terms of the area of the fabric, Rosaria’s is actually less. However, since this one has what is commonly called a chest hole, it feels a bit more provocative.
“Maybe… … next time, I could put ‘when’ in here.”
Laura, as if she had chosen to emphasize that point from the beginning, gathered her breasts together and began rubbing them up and down. The two large lumps of fat intersected sensually and changed shape gently like dough.
“What the heck, you? Are you a pervert? Are you crazy?”
Rosaria made a dumbfounded expression as if she had seen something she shouldn’t have seen. Laura snickered.
“Do you know what this means? You’re a virgin, that’s surprising.”
“Oh, really! I can’t stand it anymore! Are you bragging about doing that first?!”
In a flurry, the two people got tangled up in each other.
I quietly averted my gaze from the sight of two women in revealing bikinis entangled with each other, their sides, stomachs, and thighs bare, their breasts bumping into each other, squashing and then springing back into shape.
“What a pity, Rosaria. I am seven times stronger against a pure woman. But against Mira, I am seven times weaker.”
“This is the end… … !”
But there was no way Rosaria could defeat Laura by force.
Rosaria was easily subdued and her arms were bent behind her back. As a result, her waist was bent greatly, and her already large chest jiggled, showing off her presence.
“Let’s see where we leave it!”
The back of her head disappeared beyond the swimsuit, leaving behind a third-rate villain-like remark. It wasn’t the place she had initially been to, but a place with swimsuits that were much smaller than that, a micro bikini.
“So, I haven’t heard the review yet.”
Laura sat next to me, pulling on the straps of her bikini several times to make her breasts ripple, whether it was because she was really hot or because she had another purpose.
“What do you think?”
“What are your thoughts on this hole?”
His fingers spread open her sternum. He avoided eye contact. Laura chuckled.
“Isn’t this too much shame? There’s already something worse than this in a relationship.”
“I did something worse, so that’s why I’m like this… … I can’t just keep thinking about that. I’m holding back, even though it’s hard for me.”
“We would rather you not tolerate it. Don’t worry, we will gladly accept it even if you try to pounce on us without warning.”
“I won’t do that. I’m not some kind of beast.”
“You have to be an animal to take responsibility for all these women, Mira. We’ve already reached an agreement and are willing to accept it, so why are you wasting our time by dithering? Is that okay?”
“… … .”
The fact that I had concluded that agreement meant that I had been absent for seven years. When I thought about that, I felt a bitter taste in my mouth again. Yes, it was time to make a decision.
If you just sit around here, you’ll end up being a nuisance.
-Wow!
I heard a commotion from afar. I got up from my seat to find out what it was.
As the curtain of the changing room opened, Priscilla appeared, wrapped in a large towel like a cloak, tied up tightly with only her head exposed, and Elissier holding Priscilla.
“……what’s the matter?”
I asked back, dumbfounded. I heard a sigh.
“I stopped this pervert from crossing the line.”
“It’s okay because Mira and I have seen each other naked before. We’re just revealing less than before.”
“Eight, be quiet! You judge, Mira. Can I wear this or not?”
A clothes hanger flew at me. I caught it reflexively. What was hanging on the hanger was something so revealing that it could be considered a Rosaria’s holy robe.
On the chest, there was a strap that was not even half the length of a little finger. It was so wide that it seemed like it would not even cover the nipples properly, so the areolas would be completely exposed.
Even the design, which was tied behind the neck without a chest strap, seemed like it would come off immediately if even a little bit of wind blew.
The bottom was even worse. It was covered by a strap that ran from a round metal circle under her sternum, past her navel, and down between her legs, almost as wide as her nipples.
I wondered if this could cover it properly, or if it wasn’t intended to cover it from the beginning, but rather to dig into the v*gina and be eaten. Elisier snickered.
“I’m wearing it under a towel.”
“Ugh… … .”
Even Laura, who had been rubbing her chest as if she was openly doing a pie, seemed to be tired of the voice. It was understandable, considering the exposure level of the bikini she was wearing made it look like a hole in her chest.
Priscilla looked at me with longing eyes.
“Mira. We’ve seen each other naked before. So it’s okay, right?”
“… … I don’t think that’s the problem.”
In the first place, it’s questionable whether that’s really a swimsuit. No matter how I look at it, it just looks like an adult product for cosplay. But since the staff brought it here, it must be a swimsuit.
I wonder if you can go swimming wearing something like that.
“No. Wear something else.”
“… … Yeah. Okay.”
Priscilla stumbled forward with a shocked expression on her face. Even if the odds were good that we would be playing alone, that was a bit much.
“But, you seem too self-conscious to point out other people’s clothes.”
Only then did my eyes fall on Elisier’s swimsuit. Elisier was wearing a slingshot. And the straps were very thin and few.
The chest area was so narrow that it felt like it was barely covering the pink color, and the V-shaped strap connecting the chest and the lower part looked like it would rip easily if you even lightly scratched it with your fingernail.
The part between her legs was also narrow and thin enough to show a little bit of the flesh next to her plump v*gina. Since our eye levels were almost the same, the exposed area was more than Laura’s.
“Isn’t it better than that?”
“… … .”
Elisier pointed to the bundle of strings in my hand. Laura bit her lip, unable to refute that fact.
“And it will be better than what Rosaria tried to show you. Mira, did Rosaria ever put her hand on your chest to show you something else?”
“Uh… … That’s true, but I didn’t see it. I was stopped by Laura. Why? What was it?”
“It was a bikini that was magically processed so that the moment the strings were released, the clothes would be directly absorbed and fixed to the chest, and the color would become translucent.”
“… … .”
Then, isn’t it basically the same as not wearing anything? While I was dumbfounded, Laura sniffled.
“Come to think of it, maybe I should have worn something a little smaller.”
The hand touched her chest and lower abdomen. In fact, what Laura was wearing was too ambiguous to be called ordinary. The moment she wore it and went out to the sea, all the men around her would focus their attention on it.
That’s because Priscilla and Elisier are wearing those things so openly.
“No, I like it now. It suits you really well, so I think I’ll wear it that way.”
“Your ambitions are too small, my dear. Since ancient times, men have been forced to wear more revealing clothes even when I said no.”
“That’s not a man, that’s a pervert. I don’t think that’s true.”
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“Don’t worry. We can do that for you anytime.”
“Me too.”
The two people stuck in the middle of the day were blowing all kinds of wind on both sides. While I was resolutely resisting their temptation, the other two approached me timidly.
“I… … Mira? What do you think?”
It was Karna and Leona. They forcibly covered each other’s mouths and looked in that direction.
Karna was wearing a bikini underneath, but her upper body was wrapped tightly in a rash guard. The only bit of her lower abdomen was exposed.
Leona was wearing a bikini a little more daringly, but her chest area and the area underneath it were noticeably larger than the two people who had come before her.
“You two look good together.”
“Really? That’s good, hehe.”
“Oh, thank you… … .”
The two people laughed bashfully at my compliment. To be honest, my limit is only up to Laura. Anything more than that was poisonous.
“Why did they react better than us?”
“I think rash guards are a sin. Our exposure is higher.”
Next to him, Elisier and Laura looked at him with squinty eyes.
“Put your hand on your heart and think again.”
“Hmm, so that means you value the aesthetics of covering.”
“Ah, then I understand.”
“… … .”
The two shamelessly accepted my incredulous stares. I meant to tell them not to wear anything too revealing, but when I said it like that, it sounded like I meant something completely different.
What’s worse is that it’s not entirely wrong.
“Still, I cannot tolerate you being dressed like that alone. As Crown Princess Laura Ercarenziana Crescente von Euferantis Bellium, I hereby appoint you, Karna!”
“Yes! Your Highness the Crown Princess!”
Karna immediately stood at attention and answered with a determined look on his face.
“Please change into a swimsuit that is more revealing. The minimum is half that of the warrior next to you.”
“Yes… … ! I understand… … !”
Karna glanced at Leona’s bikini and walked away with a half-exhausted face. Her back looked particularly small.
“… …Why are you half of me?”
“It’s so shameful. Everyone else is wearing bikinis, but you’re the only one wearing a rash guard.”
“Isn’t this an abuse of power?”
“It’s just the exercise of my legitimate rights as the crown princess.”
I don’t think so.
“… … .”
Well, all these arguments became meaningless in the face of Erestica, who appeared next.
“Ma, there’s nothing that fits… … .”
Erestica approached him timidly, covering only the tip of her chest with both hands. Even then, her chest was sticking out beyond her arms as if it were about to overflow. Her arms were halfway covering her chest.
“… … Latina, what is that?”
“It was the largest size bikini here.”
“It wasn’t a miscommunication?”
“… … I also have doubts about whether that was the case.”
The bikini, which was clearly the largest size available, was not able to hide the pinkness of the peak of her breasts at all, as the middle strap was too short to even reach that area.
One of the chest straps that had been forcibly held together was already broken and had been forcibly reattached, and even that was unstable. The bottoms didn’t even cover the lower part properly. The straps seemed to be screaming desperately.
-Knock knock!
The ominous feeling soon became reality. The strap of the bikini bottom that had been so uneasy finally broke. The pelvis and buttocks that seemed ready to burst did nothing to help the bottom hang on any longer.
The swimsuit, which had reached its limit, began to slide down. Erestica hurriedly bent down and tried to grab the flowing bottom, but that only ended up being a handicap.
-Crackle!
As the upper body bent down, the string around the chest snapped with a single scream.
“… … .”
“… … .”
Erestica, who had become naked in an instant, froze in place. We all froze, not knowing what to do.
The only real silver lining in all this misfortune was that there was no one behind Erestica. She could at least cover her front with her hands and thighs, but that was impossible behind her.
I don’t know what I think.
Suddenly, a white liquid began to drip from the tip of her chest, which was covered with her hand. A sweet milky scent slowly spread out.
“… … Ugh.”
A small teardrop formed in his eye.