She starts losing to Saki.

After a few hits and returns, it was slowly becoming clear to Lynn that Saki had been taking it easy on her. Each time the ball came over the net now, Lynn found herself becoming more and more ****. There had been several occasions when she had had to dive for the ball, just barely hitting it over the net and covering herself and her multi-layer bikini in sand. There were always cheers at that; some people were just excited for the match, but Lynn knew that others were just cheering because they got to see her top or her bottoms riding up when she really stretched.

Lynn hadn't planned for any sporty stuff at the beach, and her bikini wasn't built for it at all. Her cosplay swimsuit was made of two layers: a baby blue outer layer the color of D.Va's bodysuit with pink highlights, with a similarly colored strapless blue top. Underneath that, she'd worn tight-fitting black layers that were more ornamental than covering: the bottom was little more than a piece of string meant to show off some black hip straps, and her top was barely more than two demi-cups with tiny strings that tied around her neck and wrapped around her back.

Lynn had spent the second half of the match red in the face. Part of it was just exhaustion, as she was giving up more and more points to Saki with every rally, and she didn't like it. But there was also the fact that the way she was moving was making her outer blue bikini bottoms ride up horribly, and her blue top bounced around unrestrained. She had to keep tugging up her strapless top after every round, lest her skimpy black cups pop out. A cosplay that showed too much, even if it wasn't her nipples, was an embarrassment on so many levels.

She knew that her bottoms' cute bunny logo had to be entirely between her cheeks by now, and at this point she was basically just wearing a double-layered thong: blue-pink straps and black ones that snaked under it. Every time she tried to straighten her bottoms out, it seemed like they were just getting worse. How much of her butt was showing now? How many people were gawking at her? She wanted to look back at the crowd, but every time she did, Saki scored another point.

It was down to the wire now. Lynn couldn't spare the time to see if anyone was taking pictures of her bare bottom or of her body, bright red and covered in sweat. Saki was really giving it to her hard now. That bitch must have known what she was doing when she had challenged Lynn to this game. This had been such a mistake. Everyone with a Twitter account in the cosplay world would hear about Bunny Hapa losing to Saki-chan by the end of the day, Lynn was sure.

It was match point, and Lynn focused herself entirely upon Saki and the ball in her rival's hands. She got into position as Saki jumped up and served it over, knocking the ball back into the far end of Lynn's side of the court. She jumped backward, thrusting her hands forward. They hit the ball, but it wasn't enough.

For a second, it seemed as if the world was moving in slow motion. As she fell onto her back in the sand, she watched the ball smash uselessly against the net and fall down to the ground on her side. Worse, though, was the sensation she felt as she collided hard with the ground. Lynn's eyes boggled as she heard a quiet RRRIIIP.