The breastplate comes off.

Kiona knew that the next piece of armor would really excite whoever had gathered behind that door. After the greaves coming off, which had left her in a pair of go-go boot style high heels, Kiona next needed to take off her breastplate in order to really enjoy both the cool air and the show she was putting on for those guys that still seemed to think they were hidden from her sight.

Kiona stretched, reaching over her shoulder with one hand and unfastening the clasp at the back of her neck. It would allow her to release her armor sleeves, which would also mean finally showing off 'the big guns.' The sleeves fell off easily, flattering against the ground like shackles freeing her beefy, powerful arms. She flexed once, admiring herself and giving her audience time to admire her, too. Then came another twist of the clasp, causing a loud clack sound as the two halves of the breastplate split apart. They hung from Kiona's shoulders.

Kiona made sure to flex as she reached under the armor and lifted it over her head. She was so excited by her little show that she couldn't help but rebel in the knowledge that her nipples and her piercings were pressed hard against the fabric of her sports bra, wishing they could be set free. Kiona set both pieces of breastplate aside, careful not to damage them. A little bit of fun was no reason to get Joy sicced on her ass.

Noises from the fanboys had ceased. They were still there, all three of them, but they were amazed by what they had just seen. Seeing Kiona in her bra was incredible, and so much more than they had ever expected when they had followed her as she left the line. They knew to count themselves very, very lucky.