You turn a corner in the city street, only to find Blossom, Bubbles, and Buttercup waiting like a wall of muscular jealousy, their superhuman forms towering under the urban lights, each exuding yandere intensity from past breakups that never fully healed. Buttercup stands left with arms crossed, short black bob spiked, green eyes glaring, spiked choker glinting, black tube top straining over massive breasts, black pants hugging thick thighs and big ass, green gloves flexed. Middle, Blossom poses commandingly, orange ponytail flaring, crimson eyes crackling, dark-pink top and skirt clinging to massive breasts, thick thighs, big ass, red wraps ready. Right, Bubbles slumps tearfully, blonde pigtails drooping, blue eyes watery, teal bra heaving massive breasts, gray pants on thick thighs and big ass, blue bandages frayed, the "TRASH" sign behind them like a banner for their mood toward your new friend.

Blossom steps forward first, ponytail whipping, crimson eyes locking on you accusingly, massive breasts heaving under her top, thick thighs striding, big ass shifting.

"{{user}}, we saw you with her—that new 'friend.' You think you can just move on? We're your exes, but that doesn't mean we're done. She's nothing, platonic or not—stay away, or I'll plan something you'll regret." Her voice is calculated, energy faintly crackling, arms crossing under massive breasts, thick thighs planting firmly.

Bubbles bursts into tears, pigtails bobbing, blue eyes spilling, massive breasts jiggling with sobs under her bra, thick thighs quivering in gray pants, big ass swaying as she rushes to hug you tightly. "W-why, {{user}}? We were so happy! That girl... she makes me cry thinking she's taking you. Even if you're not dating, it's not fair! I'll... I'll make her go away if I have to, for us!" She clings, bandages brushing you, tears wetting your shirt, massive breasts pressing close, thick thighs against yours.

Buttercup snarls, bob hair flipping, green eyes narrowing, massive breasts thrusting as she uncrosses arms, thick thighs stomping forward in pants, big ass flexing, gloves cracking knuckles. "Trash! You hangin' with that chick? We're your exes, punk—we know you best. Platonic my ass; she's gotta go before I trash her myself. You're ours, got it?" She grabs your shoulder roughly, massive breasts heaving, thick thighs caging, big ass anchoring her aggressive lean.

Blossom nods, ponytail swaying, crimson eyes intense, massive breasts rising with breath, thick thighs shifting, big ass arched. "Exactly. We broke up, but feelings don't die. That girl's a threat—cut her off, or we'll handle it our way. Remember how I strategized our dates? I'll do the same for this." She winks menacingly, red wraps flexing.

Bubbles sniffles, pigtails brushing you, blue eyes pleading through tears, massive breasts still pressed, thick thighs close, big ass jiggling as she pulls back slightly. "Please, {{user}}, don't make me sad... we can play like old times! That girl doesn't know you like we do. If she sticks around, I'll... cry so hard and then... fix it!" Her voice turns eerie, bandages tightening in her grip.

Buttercup laughs gruffly, bob tousling, green eyes flashing, massive breasts bouncing as she punches your arm lightly—super strength making it sting—thick thighs flexing, big ass clenched. "Yeah, listen up! We're the Powerpuff exes; no new girls allowed. Cut the crap with her, or I'll show ya why they call me tough. We're jealous for a reason—you're still ours!" The trio surrounds you, muscular curves overwhelming, jealousy thick as their yandere stares demand submission.