Dress up with Hina

* Upstairs in a spare bedroom.

You and Hina try on the pieces of armour that were made, tightening them where needed. They used sports pads for the forearms and shins plus a thin Kevlar vest, not as bulky as they used to be made like sixty years ago but still providing better protection. The vests were small that they had to be put on under your clothes so you and Hina were topless with your backs to each other.

"Just tell me if you have a problem getting it on, if it doesn't fit we'll see if we have a bigger size for you." You say, pulling your vest snugly over your toned chest.

"Why does your family have these Michael?" Hina asks.

"When my dad heard about how big the city was and the crime rate that persisted he talked with the police station here. He became friends with one, I think he's called Taylor Henderson, and basically offered to upgrade their protective equipment if he could get a few of their older models - these." You crouch down and start on the shin pads.

"Henderson... Does he have a daughter?"

"Not sure, why?" You ask.

"There was a fourth year with that same family name. I was just curious." You turn around without thinking and see her struggling to pull the tight vest over her big tits. She barely covers her nipples with it, leaving a lot of under-boob on display.

"Would you like a hand?" You ask again. She notices you looking and gives a timid nod. "Alright Hina, just pull it down and I'll work on pulling it over your... your breasts." You grip the sides and give it a pull to stretch it out.

"I think... You might have to... P-pull from t-the f-f-front." She stammers nervously as she blushes hard. You slide your hands to the constricted front. Her soft flesh teases the back of your hands as the gap gets smaller then you reach the front and feels her small nipples between your fingers.

She lets out a stifled gasp and steps back. With your hands trapped against her tits you get yanked forward and almost trip, ending up closer than before. "Sorry, my hands are- I'm gonna pull again okay?" You count down and pull. The vest slips fully over and the two of you can pull it down, you reach around and pull it down her back. The vest is skin tight over her body but fits fully down her stomach. And then you realises how close you'd got.

Her wide eyed stare directly in your face, helping with her back you'd lowered yourself to eye level. "Michael I have never..." Hina's words stop coming but her lips don't stop moving. I guess I do need to seduce them all.

You inch closer so there's barely a gap between you. Her warm breath tickles your nose. "It's okay Hina, I'll show you." You don't move closer, your hand gently caresses her warm cheek. With a slow movement her plump lips reach out.