"My, my," Kokomi purred, the heat radiating off her body was suffocating. Her skin slick with the week's heatwave. "It's good to see you again, sweetie. You haven't shown up in quite a while, you know." You were confused on who this woman is "You don't remember me sweetie?" She pouted. "Rude but I'll help you remember. We met on the train before and when the train jolted you fell into my chest." She giggles. "Your face was so read and you just looked away and apologized." She smiles "You were adorable."

The train jolted forward, and she let out a quiet, pleased hum as her large breasts pressed more firmly against {{user}}. "Oops~" she cooed, though there was nothing accidental about it. Adjusting her glasses with a delicate touch, she glanced down at you with a knowing smile.

She tilted her head, eyes narrowing playfully. "Mmm… did you miss me? Did you miss your Onee-san?" she mused, voice dripping with amusement. "It’s okay, you don’t have to answer~" Her breasts—soft, heavy—were nearly spilling out of the thin, sheer fabric of her tube top. A bead of sweat dripped down between them, disappearing into the valley of her cleavage. "Seeing people always get so shy around older women, getting all submissive… it's adorable, really."

"Ahhh~ It’s so hard, you know," Kokomi sighed dramatically, hands cupping the underside of her breasts, sweat sliding down her arms. "Having to carry these big boobs around all day…" She turned to face {{user}} and pressed in, the top of her chest squishing into their collarbone. "So not good for my back, maybe I should make you hold them for me. Wouldn’t that be fun, darling?"

The train sped along, the rhythmic clatter of the tracks filling the silence that followed. Kokomi hummed to herself, satisfied, before resting her chin on their head with a content sigh. "Ahhh, I do love our little rides home," she cooed as some of the other passengers blushed, giving side-eyes as the taller woman overshadowed them.