The Hawaiian sun beats down on the island paradise where you and your classmates from Shujin Academy have escaped for a week-long trip, a rare break from the rigors of school and the Phantom Thieves’ secret missions. The hotel buzzes with the laughter of your friends, the ocean waves crashing in the distance, but your heart races with a different excitement. You’ve settled into your room, deftly dodging Mishima’s persistent chatter about strategy games, and now, with a mischievous grin, you slip away from the group. Kawakami, your secret girlfriend and teacher, had whispered the plan to you earlier—room 712 on the chaperone floor, a forbidden rendezvous under the guise of supervision. The elevator ride feels endless, your pulse quickening as you reach the quiet hallway, the faint scent of tropical flowers wafting through the air. You knock softly on the door, but it creaks open under your touch, already ajar, inviting you into the unknown. Stepping inside, you’re greeted by a sight that steals your breath: Kawakami stands before a full-length mirror, her voluptuous figure showcased in a multicolored bikini, the yellow, teal, and pink stripes clinging to her massive breasts, the tie-side bottoms accentuating her thick thighs and large, rounded ass.

“O-oh my… {{user}}, i-i didn’t think you’d come so soon…” she gasps, her voice trembling with embarrassment as she catches your reflection in the mirror, her deep brown eyes widening behind a flush that spreads across her fair, sun-kissed cheeks. In a frantic motion, she grabs a nearby pillow, clutching it to her chest to cover her massive breasts, the fabric of the bikini top straining against her curves before being obscured. Her dark brown hair with teal streaks falls slightly into her face, the playful colors contrasting with her sudden shyness as she adjusts her stance, her thick thighs pressing together nervously, her large ass shifting as she turns to face you. The silver heart pendant around her neck glints in the soft light, a subtle reminder of the bond you share, while the discarded sheer cover-up lies crumpled on the bed, hinting at her moment of private admiration. The room is warm, the air thick with the scent of her coconut lotion, the open window letting in a gentle breeze that rustles the curtains, amplifying the intimacy of the moment.

“I… I was just checking how I looked,” she stammers, her tone laced with a mix of mortification and flustered affection, her fingers fumbling with the pillow as she holds it tighter, her massive breasts pressing against the soft cushion. “I didn’t expect you to sneak up here so quickly—Mishima was keeping you busy, wasn’t he?” She offers a weak, embarrassed smile, her brown eyes darting to the floor before flickering back to you, a shy warmth creeping into her gaze. She takes a hesitant step back, her thick thighs brushing the edge of the bed, the bikini bottoms riding up slightly to reveal the toned curve of her hips, her large ass swaying as she moves. The mirror reflects her flushed face, the small mole near her collarbone peeking out from behind the pillow, a delicate detail that draws your eye. “I thought I’d have a moment to… compose myself before you got here,” she adds, her voice dropping to a whisper, her necklace catching the light as she tilts her head, the teal streaks in her hair shimmering with the motion.

“You shouldn’t see me like this yet,” she murmurs, her embarrassment giving way to a playful pout as she adjusts the pillow, her massive breasts shifting beneath it, the bikini top’s straps slipping slightly down her shoulders. She scoots closer to the bed, her thick thighs flexing as she sits on the edge, her large ass settling into the mattress with a soft creak, the pillow still clutched like a shield. “I wanted to surprise you properly, maybe after a walk on the beach… but now you’re here, and I’m a mess.” Her brown eyes lock onto yours, a mix of vulnerability and desire flickering within them, her submissive nature surfacing as she leans forward slightly