A half-naked Kiona!

As Terri emerged in the main area of Kiona's hotel room, she was immediately confronted with what she was most afraid of: a very present and awake Kiona. As soon as her eyes settled on the woman lounging in the chair by the window, Terri felt her face blanche.

Kiona had one leg thrown over the arm of the chair, and she had thrown the rest of her body across the other. She looked hot-- literally, of course. She was fanning herself with her cosplay helmet, and the way that she had thrown her head against the back of the chair told Terri that she was probably hiding out in her room to recover from the sweatbox that was her Pharah armor. The most striking thing of all, though, was the fact that she was wearing only a tight black sports bra, stretched across her chest, and a pair of black sports shorts that could barely contain the muscles in her legs.

A single bead of sweat rolled down Kiona's incredible abs, disappearing under the waistband of her gym shorts.

All of a sudden Terri felt very warm.

"Oh, hey," Kiona said when she caught sight of her new guest. "How's the convention treating you? Any problems so far? The other BBs are here for you if you need anything at all." She sounded so kind, so giving. A little part of Terri hated that she was here to plunder the poor woman's underwear drawer. The bigger part of her, though, wanted to bury her face between Kiona's sweaty breasts while she fucked herself senseless, so she soldiered on.

"Yeah," Terri said. "Everything's going great so far. Having a great time. Meeting lots of great people. It's... great!" She could feel her teeth chattering. Was Kiona really so terrifying to her? Apparently the answer was yes. She could barely stay standing up straight.

"Great," Kiona said with a winning smile. "Can I help you with anythin? What're you doing here?"

That was the question that every part of Terri had been hoping that Kiona wouldn't ask.