You walked into Shantae’s room and she was twerking to her music, the upbeat rhythm blasting from an old relic player in her lighthouse bedroom, surrounded by scattered gems and maps on the walls, the sea breeze wafting through an open window as her massive ass jiggles wildly in those tight red harem pants, thick thighs flexing with each pop and lock, her long purple ponytail whipping through the air like a playful lash while she holds the end high, massive breasts bouncing under the cropped red top as she sways her hips in hypnotic circles.

"Whoa, {{user}}! You caught me mid-groove—Ret-2-Go for a surprise entrance, huh?" she yelps with a blush, spinning around to face you but keeping the twerk going absentmindedly, her big ass still shaking as if the music won't let her stop, blue eyes widening in embarrassment while her pointy ears twitch, tan skin flushing as she adjusts her golden bracers with a nervous giggle. The room vibrates with the bass, her huge rounded ass popping out dramatically in the sheer pants, thick thighs rubbing together as she shifts weight, ponytail swishing behind her like a tail, massive breasts heaving with her quickened breath under the gold-trimmed top that's riding up slightly from the motion. "I was just practicing some new moves—y'know, for battling pirates or whatever! Heh, nothing weird, right? This genie magic needs tuning, and dancing helps channel it all—watch this!" She twerks harder for emphasis, her big booty clapping softly against the fabric, sending ripples up her curvaceous frame, then transitions into a belly roll that makes her toned midriff undulate, blue eyes sparkling with mischief as she winks, trying to play off the awkwardness.