Game Festival (1): The Bunny Girl Gambit

The game festival held in Seoul every year. These days, the influence of internet streamers has grown so massive that it’s no exaggeration to say the whole event exists for people to come see them. The important detail is that half the crowd—no, ninety-nine percent—are men. On top of that, I couldn’t decide whether showing up in a bunny girl outfit would be poison or medicine.

“Still, a bunny girl is kind of extreme, isn’t it?”

Today’s stream had already proven exactly how pathetic my stamina was. If a grown man decided to start real trouble, I had zero ways to win.

“But there’s nothing better for pulling aggro~”

“There was some personal thirst mixed in there, wasn’t there?”

“How’d you know?”

“Absolutely not! It’s not even something you’d wear at home, and you want me to go outside in it? That’s… that’s straight-up perverted.”

I stuttered, embarrassed to hear the words coming out of my own mouth.

“Says the pervert.”

“…”

I cleared my throat in a panic.

“Wear that and we can pull five thousand viewers.”

Five thousand viewers?!

“Your regular audience will grow a ton too.”

“Question asked and answered. We’re doing the bunny girl.”

Then I had no choice but to commit.

“As expected, Tteongi’s words get through so well.”

“So where do you want to meet tomorrow?”

“I’ll welcome you at my studio apartment. I’ll send the address on KakaoTalk.”

“You live alone?”

“Yep.”

“That’s a relief. I’ll be there by nine.”

I hung up and let out a long sigh.

Now I’m even wearing a bunny girl outfit.

It’s not that I want to. It’s for the stream. For the stream. That’s my story and I’m sticking to it.

Anyway, I logged into Tteongether to write the notice.

These consistent bastards.

Wow… she’s really going all-in on the aggro.

The next morning I arrived at Aram’s studio apartment. I’d gone with a safe outfit—jeans, a white tee, and a gray cardigan. My closet is full of clothes, yet whenever I actually have to leave the house this is the only combination that comes to mind.

“Anybody home?”

“Yes, Tteongi~ Just a second!”

The lock clicked and the door opened.

“Excuse me.”

I neatly lined up my shoes and looked around. Meanwhile Aram had her phone mounted on a selfie stick and was already filming me.

“Kyaaah~ I’m so honored that Tteongi herself came to my place!”

What shocked me more was Aram’s apartment. My face was literally plastered across every inch of the walls.

“Holy shit.”

A curse mixed with awe ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠slipped out as I stared at the room covered wall-to-wall with my own face.

So she really did mean it when she said she’d paste them all over the room…

“Wh-what is all this?”

“This? It’s the latest phone and a selfie stick~ I’m testing whether the stream works well!”

“Not that! The walls are covered with my pictures…”

“Oh~ Those are the scenes I thought were especially hot while watching your streams, so I made bromides and stuck them up. Cool, right?”

I felt both impressed and a little terrified. It was an enormous relief that Aram was smaller than me and not a man.

“Here, take this!”

She handed me a shopping bag. Inside were a black bunny-ear headband, a black leotard with a fluffy tail, and thick black stockings.

“Hoo…”

I really was going to wear it. The same bunny girl costume I used to see only in dirty videos.

“How is it? Pretty, right?”

“It’s pretty, but I’ve never worn anything like this before.”

“Not many people have.”

“True.”

“Also, you have to take off all your underwear before putting it on.”

“Wh-what?!”

“Underwear lines would look bad.”

Now that she mentioned it, they never seemed to wear any in porn either. Maybe that was just a porn thing?

“That’s a little… what if my nipples and everything show?”

“The material is thick so your nipples won’t show. And the stockings are 150 denier, so you’re fine down there too~”

Denier? Was that a boss name from some game?

“What the hell is denier, you degenerate?”

“Huh? You don’t know denier? It’s the thickness unit for stockings.”

“…”

So there’s a unit for that too. Did every woman just know this? I decided to fake it so I wouldn’t look suspicious.

“Of course I know~ I was just joking. Not funny?”

“As expected of Tteongi! I failed to grasp your grand vision.”

She pressed herself even closer to me.

“If it’s really too hard, should I help you put it on?”

“Stop pretending to be generous.”

“You’re sharp…”

This time she held out the phone mounted on the selfie stick.

“Then please log in for me. I’ll start the stream early and gather viewers.”

“Just turn it on after I change. It’s not like you have anywhere else to be.”

“I need to test whether the stream works properly too~”

“Fine, I got it.”

It was definitely better than having her stand next to me while I changed.

“No funny business.”

“Of course not!”

I typed in the platform ID, turned on the phone, and entered the OTP.

“Make sure you log out after the stream ends.”

“Roger that!”

She smiled brightly and disappeared into the bathroom, closing the door.

“Call me if you’re done or need anything!”

“Yeah.”

And so I ended up changing into a bunny girl costume under the watchful eyes of a hundred printed versions of my own face.

This feels… strangely erotic.

I took out the entire outfit, stripped off every piece of my underwear, and stuffed it into the shopping bag. First I wrestled the black stockings up my legs.

“Oh…”

Just like Aram said, the stockings were opaque; nothing showed through. Next came the leotard. The material felt thick enough that my nipples probably wouldn’t be visible.

I can’t believe I’m actually wearing this…

The outfit started just above my nipples and only covered down to my crotch. The shoulder straps kept it from slipping sideways, so at least I wouldn’t have any wardrobe malfunctions.

“…”

I stepped in one foot at a time, then pulled it up like a pair of overalls. The size was perfect, but it squeezed my chest especially tight.

It’s not that uncomfortable. I can endure it.

There was a full-length mirror in the room. I looked at myself—deep cleavage on full display, the bunny tail perched above my ass, and long, glossy black legs.

“Gulp…”

I swallowed hard, overwhelmed by a rush of excitement.

Hold it together. This is someone else’s house.

At that exact moment, Aram started the stream.

“Hello everyone!”

“It’s me~ Aram!”

“Thank you for the compliments.”

“The chat is really moving fast. First, I’m in my bathroom right now and we’re testing before the outdoor broadcast!”

“Tteongi is currently changing into her bunny girl costume!”

“Please wait just a little longer. She’ll be done soon.”

I put on the bunny-ear headband last.

Wow, fuck.

This was seriously the most erotic outfit I’d ever seen, easily beating out the maid costume. Curious about the viewers’ reactions, I quickly called for Aram.

“Aram! I’m done!”

“Then let’s go, everyone.”

“Wow, Tteongi! You look insanely pretty.”

“Thanks.”

Aram circled around me in the bunny girl outfit, filming from every angle.

I feel like a giant figurine.

“I can’t even read the chat like this. I can guess what they’re saying though.”

“I’ll read it for you. It says, ‘No bra? Whoa?’”

“I-I didn’t wear one…”

The sound of a donation alert came from the phone.

“How does the donation sound, Tteongi?”

“If there are a lot of people it might be hard to hear.”

“I’ll read them for you.”

“Only read the ones over ten thousand won.”

“Just kidding! Are those massive mamma-tongs for real? Even I think they look insane.”

“Then I’ll zoom in on the mamma-tong.”

“What?!”

She started openly filming my cleavage.

“H-hey! That’s too blatant! Won’t we get banned?”

“I put it on adult mode so it’s fine! And the chat is exploding right now!”

Of course they were. I was wearing a bunny girl outfit with this body, after all…

“If you like it, drop a donation.”

“Kids, why are you like this? It’s weird.”

“Maybe they’re feeling maternal love after seeing your mamma-tong?”

“What kind of nonsense is that?!”

“Even foreigners are here?!”

“Tteongi, could you do a broadcast test please?”

“Sure. Everyone~ Is the stream coming through okay? Tell me now if there’s any problem.”

“Solve it yourselves. Aram, let’s head out.”

“Just a second.”

Aram shouldered a huge bag bigger than her own back. A folding chair stuck out of the top because it wouldn’t fit all the way in.

“I-is that okay? Isn’t it heavy?”

“It’s fine, this much is nothing! You’re the one who has to work hard, Tteongi.”

Watching her work so hard for me made me smile without thinking.

“Thanks, Aram. Tell me if you need anything.”

“Mamma-tong!!”

“Yeah, I’ll keep my promise.”

Maybe I should just eat her up right now?

“Before we go, Aram, can you hold my wallet and phone?”

“Yes! I’ll guard them with my life.”

“And my clothes… never mind. I’ll come back here after the stream. That’s better.”

“Got it!”

Finally Aram peeked into the shopping bag containing my regular clothes.

“Why?”

“Breaking news! Tteongi is wearing sky-blue underwear today.”

“Sigh…”

Her antics were so earnest that I couldn’t even scold her.

“Enough, let’s go, Aram.”

“Okay~”

When I tried to put on my sneakers, Aram rushed over to stop me.

“Tteongi, wait!!”

“What?”

“You’re going to wear sneakers with a bunny girl outfit?”

“Then what?”

Aram pulled out a pair of black high heels she had hidden away. A dangerous feeling washed over my entire body.

“You have to wear heels, obviously.”