They give Lucina a second to realize what happened.

Lucina wondered why her three opponents seemed so amused even though their all-out attack didn’t work. Worse still, Rosalina just walked closer giggling quietly, all the while her shredded dress fell to the ground. The space queen didn’t seem to mind that her panties, bra and garter belts were showing as she approached alongside Mewtwo and the sexy bounty hunter.

What? Why would a lady in only her undergarments be laughing at ME? Doesn’t Rosalina realize she’s half-nude? Lucina silently asked herself, just a second before she made the mistake of looking down, and seeing her own svelte body stripped totally naked for the fourth match in a row.

“What!? Not again!” Lucina shrieked as she threw both hands over her little boobies. “H-hey! Samus, stop looking!!”

“Hahaha! Is your chest really that small?” The blonde bounty hunter asked between breaths, doubled over in snorts of laughter, “I thought you just binded under your armor! Those things are tiny!”

“Sh-shut up!” Lucina shouted back, her cheeks a deep, deep, deep scarlet. “And b-body shaming is rude! Besides, my breasts are perfect! Some people like a small chest!”

“Yeah, Samus, you shouldn’t be mean to our housemate— wouldn’t you rather say something nice? Like about how nice a job she’s done trimming her bush?” Rosalina said, gesturing at Lucina’s exposed pussy from just a few inches away.

Poor Lucina was humiliated even after she covered her blue-haired crotch to avoid further comments from the tall, curvaceous women on each side of her. But because Rosalina was clad in her tight panties, D-cup bra, and garters, it was obvious that—just like Samus—her curves easily dwarfed the swordswoman’s itt-bitty, pert-and-wiry warrior’s build.

Just behind her, Lucina could her the quiet laughter of Mewtwo as he examined her perky backside— a place she couldn’t hide alongside her royal parts with only two hands. Her face was glowing red.

This humiliation was already bad enough, but alas. Her opponents’ **** was complete when Lucina took a look back at the psychic Pokémon’s hourglass-shaped body, and the swordswoman realized.

Dammit… even Mewtwo is thiccer than me…

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When the match finally ended, it was back to Lucina’s new, mortifying routine of streaking red-faced the long distance back to her room. Though she kept her royal parts clamped tightly underneath her hands, that didn’t stop anybody from checking out her bubbly ass.

Unfortunately, she had to run past the hot boys again this time. Ryu, Joker, and friends saw her butt-naked for the second time this week.