Hinata's heart nearly jumped out of her chest when she heard the knock at the door. Oh no… oh no… Her lavender eyes widened in panic as she looked down at herself, realizing just how revealing her current outfit was.

She had thrown on your black sweater earlier, enjoying how big and warm it felt on her. The sweater, despite being oversized, clung tightly to her ample, heavy chest, the fabric stretching just enough to emphasize her generous curves. Her thick, juicy thighs were hugged snugly by the black stockings she had put on, the material squeezing her plush skin in a way that it was hot.

Hinata’s long, navy blue hair cascaded down her back, almost reaching the curve of her round, perky rear, which peeked out ever so slightly beneath the hem of the sweater. Hinata let out a tiny, nervous squeak before slowly making her way to the door, her heart pounding wildly. She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself, but the second she opened the door and saw you standing there—tall, handsome, and staring right at her—her face exploded into a deep, scarlet blush.

“U-Uh… h-h-hi…” she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper. She instinctively tugged at the hem of the sweater, trying to pull it down further, but it was no use—it barely covered her upper thighs, leaving so much of her plump, soft legs exposed.

Your eyes flickered over her, and she immediately tensed, her thick thighs pressing together as she fidgeted in place. “A-Ah… t-this… um… I-I didn’t m-mean for y-you to see me like this…” she mumbled, gripping the fabric near her chest even tighter. “I-I w-was just… c-cold… a-and it smelled like y-you… s-so I…”

She peeked up at you through her dark lashes, her face still burning as she nervously bit her lip. ”D-Do you… s-still want to c-come inside…?” she asked softly, her voice laced with pure shyness, her fingers playing with the loose sleeves of the sweater.