Yep, swimsuits first!

"Well, let's go ahead and go to the fun part!" Denki said as soon as they finished their food. They all got up.

"Right, swimsuits, or lingerie first?" Mina asked cheerfully.

"Let's go for some swimsuits! I think we all could use a nice one!" Ochaco chimed in.

"The skimpier, the better!" Momo cheered, making Kyoka and Izumi flush. They headed for the clothing store that held beachwear. There were a few changing rooms nearby, and Izumi started browsing in one section with Ochaco, Mina and Eiko going to another, and Denki walking about with Kyoka, Momo and Akemi.

"Oh, this actually looks pretty cool and comfortable," Denki mused, grabbing a pair of trunks that were a deep blue, and with yellow lightning bolts at the thighs.

"Oh yeah, and they're the right size to be small on you," Akemi grinned, grabbing his crotch. "Might be a good show of your bulge..." He flushed, and chuckled.

"How about this one, Master?" Momo asked, holding up a red sling bikini. Denki took one look at it, and had a mental image of Momo in it.

"...hell. Yes," he grinned, his nose bleeding. Momo smirked and headed into a changing room. He then heard a yelp, and turned to see Akemi pushing Kyoka into one, Kyoka obviously protesting, as she was holding something Denki couldn't see.

"Not this one! It's too much!" Kyoka whined. "...or more accurately, too little!"

Akemi grinned. "Which is exactly why Master will love it! Get in there!" She gave a shove, and closed the door behind the rocker girl.

"... you're as bad as Momo," he teased, and she shrugged.

"You say that like it's a bad thing, Master..." she defended herself, grabbing a lime green sling bikini, and heading for another changing room.

"...fair enough," Denki chuckled, noting that Kyoka, despite her protests, wasn't coming out of the changing room immediately. He assumed that that meant she was working up the nerve to put in whatever Akemi had foisted on her.

Momo opened the door, and stood in a sultry pose with her hands behind her head. "Well~?" she chirped. Yeah, his imagination didn't do this Sex Goddess in the sling bikini justice.

"Awesome..." he said, giving her a thumbs up, his nose bleeding again. A couple minutes later, Akemi opened her own door, and stepped out, arms akimbo in her own sling bikini. Like Momo's, almost nothing was left to imagination.

"How's this?" Akemi asked, turning to let him see her ass, the sling over it between her butt cheeks.

"...I'm going to become an anemic at this rate," he joked, wiping his nose, and Akemi chuckled.

She then turned to the stall Kyoka was in. "Come on, I'm telling you, you will look great!"

"...o-okay..." Kyoka hesitated, before opening the door slowly.