Go Home and Hope People Forget

Not long afterwards, Sona and the rest of the competitors were able to leave. The mute tried her hardest to avoid the crowds and to make it home undisturbed. She wasn't quite able to accomplish her goal, though. She ran into a few of her fans on the way home, who wanted to congratulate her and asked for autographs. To her dismay, they also mentioned the bet to her. Jinx's little display had managed to make it in to the regular broadcast of the match! Everyone that had been watching knew about her and Jinx's "bet" and what her penalty for losing was. Sona did her best to wave away the comments as jokes, but internally, she was starting to sincerely panic.

Once home, a small villa on the outskirts on the Demacian capital, she collapsed into her bed and fell into an uneasy sleep. In the morning, she stripped down and stepped into the bath, lathering up her voluptuous body and paying a little more attention to her large breasts than was strictly necessary. The warm water relaxed her tense muscles, and not long after entering, the groggy woman drifted off into a brief nap again.

She woke up again abruptly after what she thought was a sound, but shook that thought out of her mind. She finished up her bath and grooming and exited the tub only to find that her large body towels were not where she normally kept them. There were only hand towels and wash clothes. She thought that was strange, but it was the end of the week, when she normally was preparing to do laundry. Using the towels at hand, she dried herself off, again baying extra attention to her breasts., and left the bathroom.

"Well I guess that's what took you so long." Sona jumped at the sound of someones voice in her room and tried, in vain to cover herself. "And here I was hoping to see if you were a natural blue-head." Jinx sat on the window sill, one leg hangout out of the window. Over her shoulder was a large, lumpy sack. "I was hoping to learn your cup size too, but I didn't find any bras. I was starting to feel bad about making you hang loose, but now that I know that you already do, I don't think I'll lose any sleep tonight."

Growing up in an orphanage, Sona's meager allowance wasn't able to keep up with the prodigious swelling of her chest as she grew, so she had to learn to go without bras. As a result, she had grown quite use to, and even somewhat fond of, the natural shape and movements of her breast. It was as much a part of her as being mute. She tried the undergarment after being adopted into Demacian wealth, but found keeping her chest compressed and contained horrendously uncomfortable, so she continued to go without.

"Oh, this?" Jinx saw Sona eyeing the sack. "It's your clothes, and a few other things you might cloud use as clothes, just to be on the safe side." Sona took a few steps towards the sack, forgetting her modesty and reaching for it. "Uh uh uh, I'm keeping these for the time being. Got to make sure you honor our bet, after all. Wouldn't want you to chicken out now. Don't worry, I'll dry clean them or...something." Jinx swung her other leg out the window, but stopped before jumping out. "Oh, and I did a little bit of realign on Demacian law and there's nothing on the books on how you can't be naked, so if anyone tries to get you in trouble, you should be able to get off on a technicality...at least the first time." Jinx threw the sack out of the window and it landed with a loud thud on the ground below. "And one more thing. I left your shoes. Wouldn't want you walking around town barefoot. That's just unsanitary."

Sona lunged for the tiny criminal, but she was gone. Looking out of the window, she could see Jinx running across her lawn and into the distance.