Masochist Sandbags Prepping Tools Just to Get Hit
It wasn't until morning had long since passed and lunch was winding down that a great round of applause rose from inside, the event finally wrapping up and the crowd beginning to scatter. Even at the tail end, people streaming out still wanted photos, and watching Yuna work them over like a fox all over again made my stomach turn.
She reeled them in with lines that tugged at every guy's heartstrings, flashed a hint of cleavage since the patches covered the important bits anyway, and inwardly mocked the idiots who shoved cameras at her lower half — nothing but panties, and they knew full well you couldn't see inside — while her eyes kept sliding over to me, signaling Look, I'm flirting with my boyfriend right here.
Fucking bitch.
Fucking bitch.
Fuuuucking bitch.
Absolute fucking bitch.
Once our side finally quieted down and I glanced at my phone, photos of the Yunas were already circulating through the related communities. The mods over there were cutting the really extreme stuff, but even with the intensity dialed back for that, the reaction was insane. Especially one shot of her massively grown ass chewing up a thong so hard you could almost make out the folds of her asshole.
She usually played it a little more demure. Had something shifted in her head?
There were shots where the nipple patches had slipped just enough to show, and plenty aimed straight at the gap between her thighs. Still, ass shots dominated. All three of them, bunny girl included, were wearing bottoms so tiny their cheeks swallowed the fabric whole — and the hottest of the lot was a shot taken from behind while the three of them were stretched out resting.
In other words: three asses lined up side by side, fat meaty cheeks packed tight into thongs. A plump little 3P photo.
Secret filming… a manners violation…
But in outfits like these, there was no point complaining anywhere. It was a hundred percent our own fault.
Most of what people asked about was our names, the character names from the cosplay, or whether there were more nudes — and the rest was just pure dual-barreled cursing. Nobody outright mentioned backroom deals, but the implications hung thick in the air. Thanks to that, the accounts Yuna and I were running had gotten noisy too. A lot of the traffic this time had come in through the photos or some link that got passed around, and people were spamming 1:1 chats on the Yunas' accounts nonstop — the notifications wouldn't shut up.
Do these water buffalo bastards not even read the pinned posts?
And since most of the photos were of Yuna alone, guys who had no idea she had a boyfriend kept pushing hard, which only cranked my agitation to the limit. I stared blankly past the screen until even Yuna started looking worn out, offering her shoulder to the men drifting close and taking one-on-one photos with them. Watching that from a distance, irritation surged up hard.
"…Hey. Start getting ready to leave."
"You mad~?"
"You mad~? You mad~?"
"Shut the fuck up."
I grabbed the two Yunas who'd already finished packing up and headed toward the bunny-girl Yuna, who was still buried in photo requests. It hadn't been this crowded at first, but right after the event ended, cameramen scattered all over the place had flocked to one spot — and that was especially fucking annoying.
"Hey. Let's go already."
"Is it that time already~?! Oh… ohhh… we played so much… I completely lost track of time!"
"That accent. Drop it. Cut the bullshit."
"……You're mad, huh?"
Yeah. Exactly the way you wanted.
Bunny-girl Yuna gathered a fistful of her cosplay blonde hair, held it up to her mouth, and grinned wickedly before turning to the people around her and calling out loud.
"Excuse me~! We're heading out now too~! Thanks so much for all the photos, thank you thank you~! See you next time~!"
"Um, just one more photo…"
"We're wrapping up now~! Nope~!"
"J-just one…"
"Nope nope nope~! Kya-hahaha~!"
"Ah…"
The moment she dropped the image play, she laughed in that usual bright, frivolous way and tugged me along. Yuna looked to be in a great mood — and the guys left behind, the ones who'd been hoping they might get permission for a touch and a one-on-one shot the way the last guy had, wore some truly pitiful expressions.
"Ahh~! Hot hot~! Seriously, there are way too many guys~! The sweat stink was fucking rank!!"
"How was everyone? No sexual harassment, right?"
"Over here nobody grabbed any ass, but there were people asking if they could hold my shoulder, you know?"
"For real?"
"For real~! And then they tried to pose like a couple — it was seriously so over the line~!"
"You still took the pictures with them, though."
"I did it on purpose so Darling could watch~!"
This fucking bitch…
"We matched the outfits to emphasize our asses, but all the heat went straight there — I thought I was gonna die~!"
"Seriously, every time I worried the folds might show, every eye just locked on, you know?"
"Kya-haha! Stop, Darling's gonna get mad again~! He was already shaking while staring at his phone earlier — if you keep going we're in big trouble~!"
"Jealous Juwon is the best—"
"Want more? Want more?"
The Yunas swarmed me the second I looked ready to explode, pressing their chins and both cheeks against me from three directions at once, nuzzling and rubbing♡ nuzzling and rubbing♡, flaunting their affection. The weather had cooled with the afternoon, so there was no sweat left, but every time their still-fever-warm skin pressed against mine my crotch gave a restless shiver.
"Don't. Someone's filming behind us."
"Oh… your ears really are sharp. Just now you looked like a manga protagonist."
"Photos of us playing with our boyfriend wouldn't even be interesting."
That wasn't it — they just wanted ass shots or whatever else they could get for information — but either way, I didn't care. The walk to the vehicle was short, and once you stepped inside a camper van, that was the end of it.
"Hwaah! Hah, finally free~!"
"It was so tight the marks are still on my skin! Look, my ass!"
"Seriously, every time I held a pose it hurt so much~!"
The second we got in they yanked the curtains shut and stripped naked. Even knowing people were outside, they didn't bother checking whether the curtains were fully closed — just went bare and shoved their asses at me like a pack of bitches in heat. And since they'd only stripped the clothes, leaving the wigs on, they stood lined up silver, red, and blonde — like three scoops of neapolitan ice cream set out in a row.
"Hwahh, how about it? Three huge ass-chunks, body-tuned just for today♡ You can't get asses like these anywhere else~♡"
"Even to us they look ridiculously big — royal asses♡ They really look like monkey butts♡ Nihihihit~♡"
"Perfect for drumming on instead of actual drums~♡ Kya-hat~♡"
All three of them climbed onto the fixed table installed in the center of the camper, upper bodies flat on the surface, asses shoved out behind them into a full punishment pose. Even animals in heat would have more manners than these things — but manners were something these creatures simply did not possess. They showed zero awareness that even inside a camper van they were still technically outdoors, their cunts flaring open♡ flaring open♡, making it painfully obvious what they were hoping for.
…Really. Selfish little bitches, every one of them.
All it did was piss me off. My libido cooled a notch.
"Fucking's fine, but someone's gotta drive, right? Who's doing it?"
"You do it!"
"No way~! I wanna stick with Darling!"
"Yeah, we're tired! Especially me — I had to do the legs-spread-wide poses, I'm exhausted!"
"Huh~? By that logic I already drove earlier~! One of you two do it!"
"You already did it once, just do it again~!"
"Yeahh~!"
"You guys are seriously doing this?!"
…They were clones, and still their opinions split.
Whether they were putting on an act or genuinely fighting, they kept their asses stuck out while shoving each other — whap♡ whap♡ — and the middle Yuna's ass got squashed flat in the chaos.
"Whoever drives gets first dibs when we arrive. Call it even with that."
"First dibs~?!"
I nodded.
"Okay okay~! I'll do it~! Yuna will zoom-zoom drive~?!"
""OK~!""
The blonde one — the bunny-girl Yuna — raised her hand in agreement, and the other two accepted it.
"Alright, so you're driving… what about food?"
"Darling's gotta eat since he's about to work hard, but wouldn't it be better if we don't? We're just gonna throw it up anyway~?"
"Yeah… causing another total disaster like last time would be… especially if we hang on, our assholes get all loose…"
"And having to pay extra because we can't clean up after ourselves is kinda lame too~?"
"…What are you planning this time?"
"I want this one again like last time! The way the neck bones go crack-crack is the best — I'm addicted!"
"Ta-da~! I wanna try this! It looks like it'd be super fun, right?!"
"Nihihi~! Taking a character we dressed up all pretty and wrecking her into a total mess is the absolute best~!"
One after another, the items came out.
Rope… brass knuckles… pliers… electric clippers……
"Crrrk~♪ Crrk-crrk~♪"
"Clack-clack~♪ Clack~♪"
"Bzzzzzzzzz~♪"
There were other things too — tools for writing on skin, vibrators, vegetables, handcuffs, a lighter — but the three items the masochists had especially singled out were the ones above. Making ugly little sound effects with their mouths while all three asses wiggled and twitched at once♡ — yeah, clones really were clones.
"We even borrowed a good camera from Cash so we can stream even clearer this time~!!"
"And a mic too~! Last time you couldn't hear a single crrrk-crrk sound so it was a total fail, but this time no failures allowed~!"
"We booked an expensive play room that matches our tastes, so there are tons of places to hang ropes from!"
And then…
"""Masks—☆"""
All three of them put on handmade masks with the word SANDBAG stamped right across the mouth area.
It was the word that defined them, pure and simple — basically announcing to the entire world, This is the kind of women we are.
Covering their faces was just a bonus.
"Smash us without mercy again this time—☆"
And with that — probably in the real Yuna's own voice, not a clone's — she made her request, and the vehicle we were in headed straight for the destination.