Saki teases Kurt by stripping topless.

It was Saki's turn to watch as Lynn won back Kurt's undivided attention. How could he turn down this nearly-nude girl in front of him, begging for his aid?

"It would be my honor," Kurt said, in his deepest, best Reinhardt impersonation. It fell a few octaves short of the real thing, but it was good enough to make the two girls swoon. His rock-hard forearms didn't hurt, either.

Saki couldn't believe what she was seeing. Lynn- Bunny Hapa- had always been second-best. She'd never found a way to stand out in the streaming scene, her costumes weren't nearly enough to win her any awards, and her figure didn't have the curves she needed to make up for either. Seeing her just strip down and tear Saki's man away from her with the old damsel-in-distress act wasn't just cheap; it was a disgrace to watch.

Saki knew what Lynn was doing: she was upping the stakes. Saki could either strip out of her Yoko cosplay right here, right now, or let Lynn and her second-rate ass get all the attention. But... she found that she couldn't do it. For all Saki's teasing, she couldn't bear to actually get naked. Ages of protecting her bountiful breasts from being revealed, hundreds of hours spent protecting herself from even the slightest wardrobe malfunction... Saki couldn't just toss it all away.

Unlike Lynn, she had a reputation to keep. She could take a third option.

"Don't treat Lynn like a baby!" Saki snapped, making Lynn and Kurt jump a foot in the air. "Don't fix that suit, Kurt. If she did such a bad job on her stitching, she needs to fix it herself!"

"Zat is true," Kurt said. "Zose stitches must have been terrible."

Saki smirked. Lynn wilted.

"So," Kurt said, "I will simply teach you myself."

Kurt took the nearly-nude Lynn by the shoulder and guided her to a massage table where he laid broken swimsuit out. He slipped a hard, calloused hand around Lynn's waist, which she eagerly accepted. She even wiggled a little bit to let Kurt's hand slip lower. Soon he was gripping her ass for the second time as he pointed out the errors in Lynn's stitching.

Saki couldn't believe it: Kurt had actually stuck with that skinny bitch over all of her. There was only one thing she could do to keep this chiseled hunk of man to herself. She reached for the straps of her flame bikini top and felt for the knot behind her neck.

While Kurt's back was turned, Saki undid the straps of her bikini and let her titanic breasts bounce free. Without her reinforced top to contain them, her breasts flopped freely, finally coming to rest far lower than they had been a moment ago. Saki quickly slapped an arm over her huge tits, plumping them up and covering the space in the center. With her other hand, she undid the tie in back and let her bikini fall to the floor. She stepped on one string and tugged with her free hand, ripping her special reinforcements that kept her breasts from spilling out.

Lynn noticed what Saki was doing and didn't like one bit of it. She made sure to keep Kurt's attention the whole time, rubbing her own inferior breasts against his arm. It worked... right up until Saki herself slid beside Kurt.

"So we take this stitch and... Mein Gott," Kurt gaped. Saki's breasts were right there in front of him, covered only by her arm.

"I told you my top would fall apart," Saki said, dropping her untied bikini on top of Lynn's broken swimwear. "Look at what's happened now."

Kurt found himself with a nearly bare Bunny Hapa on one arm, and a topless Saki-chan on the other. The poor man almost didn't know which to pay attention to, but when Saki pressed her breasts around his upper arm, burying his thick muscles inside her cavernous cleavage, he knew he had to have more. He needed to see what Saki's arm was hiding. More than anything else in the world, he wanted to see the two breasts flattened against him.

Lynn whined in protest as Kurt took his hand off her butt to reach for Saki's tits. For a single moment, he got a full-on grope of Saki's big, bare breast. But then Saki gasped, threw her arms over her breasts (denying him the view he so wanted) and withdrew.

"I thought you were a gentleman," Saki scolded. "For shame, Hammer."

Kurt blinked at the rebuke from the topless Saki. Her breasts spilled around her hands, but her nipples were still covered.

"Of... course," Kurt said, shamed into submission. "I will fix your top right away. Bun-bun, you have learned enough to fix your suit yourself, I think."

"Bun-Bun?!" Lynn huffed.

Saki smiled. If she couldn't have Kurt, then she'd make sure he didn't go after Lynn- and she'd denied him the sight of her breasts, too. Men always wanted what they didn't have, and as long as Saki strung Kurt along, he'd come back to her for sure.

Lynn found herself effortlessly scooted to one side as Kurt picked up Saki's top and began to work on it. She was ignored once again.

It was time to do something drastic.