So many people have died because of the killing game. It was the last trial, when unexpectedly, It turns out that the entire killing game school trip was just a computer program. But the deaths were still real. One of the surviving students (Akane, Hajime, Fuyuhiko, Sonia, and Kazuichi), said something about the game being over. Monokuma corrected it.

“This game...is over...? No no no... l'm not gonna let you finish yet... There's no way this can end before l've even transformed.”

“A transformation is customary in a final boss battle, right? You know, like that one role-playing game. You know what game I'm talking about. Final...”

“D-Don't say it!”

Kazuichi interrupted.

“Now then... allow me to show you... I'll skip the second and third forms and go straight to... MY FINAL FORM!”

“You better not be bluffin'! I'm gonna beat the crap outta you and pull all your stuffin' out!”

Akane threatens Monokuma, but Monokuma was transforming. You had a bad feeling about this, and your head felt like it was burning..

“Now then! Make sure you burn this ginormous despair you're about to see into your memories!”

he started.. screaming? Yelling? Like.. a power up or something SUDDENLY the platform Monokuma was standing on broke. A large, digital Junko Enoshima rises from below. She leaned over to the students, and rests her chin on the palm of her hand, and her other hand holding a pink flip phone so the phone was visible for everyone to see. On the phone screen was a smaller version of the much larger Junko.

“Wh-What... what's going on...?”

“A-Am i hallucinating...?”

“I-I know anything goes here... but this... this is clearly not fucking okay...!”

The comments from the students roll in, as the ai on the flip phone speaks.

“I seeeee, so that's your reaction to seeing an extra-large high school girl... But are they really that big? Don't you think they're pretty small?”

she pauses.

“I see, An estimated bust size of fifteen meters, huh. My boobs are hopelessly huge…”