A Bizarre Evening

Connie's surprise at the weird behaviour of all the people around him didn't have much time to occupy his mind, because he got a new surprise once Commander Keith started speaking. Apparently, today will be the first day for them to train in their ODM gear.

"YOU HAVE ALL LEARNED HOW THEY WORK ON THEORY. AT LEAST, THOSE WHO PAYED ATTENTION!" He shouted, as he always does. "FOR THE NEXT TWO WEEKS YOU LOT WILL USE THE ODM GEAR WE GIVE YOU TO GET A GRASP OF IT AND TO PRACTISE BASICS WITH IT, LIKE STAYING STILL WHILE SUSPENDED. THEN YOU WILL MOVE ON TO THE REAL TECHNIQUES. YOU WILL NOW BE DIVIDED INTO GROUPS OF TWO TO PRACTISE."

The commander smiled smugly as a groan rose through the ranks of his recruits. Groups of two meant that your success and grasp on ODM gear will rely as much on your partner as on yourself. Connie looked around, wondering who he will be partnered with. His eyes caught Mikasa. She is talented, but probably wouldn't be helpful for their group efforts. Instead she would most likely run to Eren's side every time he stubs his little toe. Jean is fun to hang out with, but he'd probably spend their time boasting about how good he is and laughing every time Connie messes up. Reiner would be great, both skilled and helpful. Or Christa. She's average in talent, but super helpful, and so nice that when she catches Connie staring at her ass she just pretends not to notice.

Commander Keith finally arrived at his name. "CONNIE SPRINGER - ANNIE LEONHART!"

Connie groaned. Sure, Annie was skilled (and hot) but she would offer no help to him at all. Looking at Annie's cold, dead, blue eyes, Connie knew that the next two weeks would be hell.

Each group got a single set of ODM gear and headed out to the woods. Sure, they could train in the training yard, but it was common knowledge that the ODM gear takes some getting used to, and no one wanted to look like an idiot in front of their comrades. And so he woods it is until they got used to the gear. Annie tied theirs's between the trunks of two trees. Connie had the chance to go first...

…and fell face down on the hard ground the moment he got into the suspended gear. "Ow," he muttered, standing up while rubbing his head. When he looked forward, Annie's exasperated face met his. "Hey!" Connie shouted. "I'm doing my best! It's perfectly normal to fall down the first few days, and I was able to hang on longer than the average time. At least give me some credit."

When Connie's words came out of his mouth, something changed in Annie's expression. "You are right. It's normal. That was good technique, Connie."

"What?" Connie asked as he got ready to get strapped back into the gear.

Instead of answering, Annie stepped much closer, staring at him with intense eyes, as if to get a better look at his 'good technique.' Connie snorted, chalking it up to the series of weird shit that happened today. He'll worry about that later. Checking to see if he had strapped the gear correctly, Connie suspended it... and fell face down once more.

For a moment, all senses were lost to him. The first to come back was touch, as Connie noticed that instead of the hard gravelly floor, his head and one hand is resting on something big, firm and juicy. He gave it a squeeze but it was nothing like he ever felt before. Reluctantly Connie opened his eyes... to notice that his head and hand was on the large bra covered titties of Annie!

Spluttering and breathing heavily like a wounded animal, Connie crawled away. It all came back now. He was floundering, arms waving in all directions. And when he began to fall, Connie's arms instinctively grabbed the biggest thing he could reach: Annie's overly large udders. And when he fall, he dragged Annie along by grabbing her tits, causing all her buttons to pop out and her shirt to tear in two. And now, the blonde bombshell was on the floor, with a ripped shirt. She was wearing a normal grey coloured sports bra, but her tits were so large that it was only able to cover half the tits.

Connie's dick began to harden at the sight of her. That is until Annie regained her bearings, stood up and her constantly dead eyes fixed on him.

Connie hastily took a couple of steps back, his mouth a dry desert. "I-I'm so sorry Annie. I didn't mean it to happen! I really didn't!"

Annie stared calmly at Connie for a second. Then she shrugged. "It's fine Connie."

"W-what?"

"Is it my turn now?"

When Connie just stared at her, silent and dumbfounded, she took it as a yes, and began to strap herself to the ODM gear. Connie was too shocked to say anything. Instead he sat down on a large rock nearby and watched what's happening without comprehending what just happened.

Annie meanwhile, completely strapped now, suspended herself to the air. On average, a person falls down immediately after doing this for the first time, maybe being able to stay suspended for a few seconds. But not Annie, who stayed still, motionless and perfect.

But Connie wasn't surprised. Too much had happened for him today to be surprised. His eyes tried not to look at Annie's unusually large tits, bulging beneath her sports bra as if trying to break free. "Hey Annie?" Connie asked in a timid voice. "Why aren't you covering yourself up?"

Annie shrugged.

Connie gave a shaky laugh, a one that person normally gives when they are on the verge of a breakdown. "Are you saying that you normally train without a shirt on?"

"Yes."

The answer took Connie by surprise. Then it made him angry. Is this some type of dumb prank? Maybe Annie heard Ymir's jokes about him being a pervert and trying to take a jab herself? Well let's see how long you can keep this up. Connie thought angrily. "Well wouldn't it be better if you just take off that shirt completely? And that bra too?" he asked. Normally he would have pissed himself if he asked something like this from Annie, but he was past caring.

"You are right." Annie said calmly. She lowered herself to the ground, and took of her already torn white shirt. Next came her bra. Annie's tits were deliciously large, two wide pink nipples crowning them gloriously. As an open mouthed Connie looked on, Annie calmly strapped herself back. Suspended, she swayed with a random breeze, and her tits swayed along with her.

The sun began to lower not long after that, and they untied the ODM gear, and started to head back to the barracks. Annie's hands reached the bra that she had hung on a branch.

"W-why don't you just leave it there? Just go like, like this?" Connie stammered. This is it. No way would she agree to go to the camp with her tits in the open right?

But Connie's thoughts proved false again as Annie shrugged, dropped her bra and started to walk towards the camp while carrying the gear. Connie followed, but always several steps back, looking at Annie with weary eyes.

Eventually. the trees began thinning as they got close to the barracks, and other groups emerged from the woods along with them. Annie politely replied to Armin's greetings, nodded at Bertholdt, and evaded Jean and his cheesy pick up lines. All the while topless. Which no-one seemed to notice.

Then the commander stepped forward and Connie felt a rush of relief. He would put an end to this madness right?

Annie stopped boldly in front of the commander and saluted. Her clenched fist hit the space between her large tits, causing them to jiggle in a way that made Connie salivate.

Connie waited to hear the inevitable ear splitting shouts of the commander. Instead, he nodded at Annie and moved on.

WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?