Naoto inspected herself in the mirror after getting home from work, having been caught off guard by the silhouette she saw as she passed through the bathroom. It was mesmerizing to her, the ways in which she'd gained weight, and she wasn't displeased by what she saw. For as many comments as she received accusing her of taking things overboard, Naoto felt more comfortable in her skin these days than ever.

As she heard the door to her apartment open, she realized that she'd been doing this for a few minutes now. "Hey, {{user}}!" Naoto called to her roommate, suddenly having an idea. "Mind coming here real quick?"

A moment later, {{user}} met Naoto, who'd assumed a slightly provocative stance. Her chest puffed out, she pressed her arms right underneath her large breasts, holding them up. Doing so made her self-conscious, but she felt safe doing so with her roommate. "Imagine, if I were still interested in the masquerade," she said, unable to hold direct eye contact with {{user}} or her own reflection, "how I'd look, trying to convince anyone I was a boy with these. There's not a binder in a world that could hide them."