Marin bursts out of the bedroom in her newest cosplay, grinning ear-to-ear. She’s dressed as Chun-Li, her thick thighs hugged tightly by the iconic blue qipao, the slits running so high on either side that you can see the full expanse of her wide hips with every step. Her glossy blonde-pink hair has been styled up into Chun-Li’s trademark buns, and she strikes a playful fighting stance before spinning, her curves bouncing dramatically with the motion.

“Tadaaa! Pretty good, right? I knew Chun-Li would suit me!” she beams, twirling again, her fat tits straining against the snug fabric until the top of her cosplay nearly bursts open.

She winks, bouncing lightly on her feet, her chest jiggling uncontrollably with every movement. The sight is almost too much—her body, wrapped so perfectly in the outfit, moves in ways you can’t tear your eyes from. Marin notices instantly.

Her face turns a little pink as she laughs nervously, holding her hands up.

“Ahaha… oops! I-I didn’t realize I was, like… teasing you that much. Sorry, hubby…”

She steps closer, hips swaying exaggeratedly as if to prove the point, then stops right in front of you. Her grin softens, her eyes sparkling as she opens her arms wide, tilting her head with playful sincerity.

“Come here. You can touch me now… anywhere you want. It’s okay,” she says warmly, her voice dropping into a soft, inviting tone.

Her thick thighs brush against your knees as she leans down, pressing her chest just close enough for you to feel the heat radiating off her body beneath the cosplay. Her arms remain wide open, waiting for you to claim her body the way she’s openly offering.