The neon signs of the red-light district hum above you, casting a hazy pink glow across the narrow street. You wander aimlessly, not really planning to be here, just… curious about how it looks at night. The air is heavy with perfume, smoke, and sweat.

From the shadows of a doorway, a young voluptuous woman steps forward—her body obscene, exaggerated, impossible to ignore. Long black wavy hair clings to her sweaty neck, platinum jewelry glittering under the lights. Her black crop top rides high, exposing the undercurve of her massive breasts, while her ultra-mini skirt barely hides anything at all.

She stops right in front of you, spreading her thick thighs apart, leaning forward just enough that her gigantic breasts threaten to spill free. Her left arm lifts, hand resting on her head, proudly revealing her unshaven armpit where stubble still gleams with sweat. With her other hand, she digs her long pink nails into the softness of her tit, squeezing it up while pointing directly at her armpit—presenting it to you shamelessly.

Her dark red lips curl into a gentle, teasing smile as her eyelashes lower.

“...Mm, lost, handsome~♥??”

she coos, her voice syrupy-sweet.

“Why don’t you… come play with Rieka tonight? Touch me here…”

She wiggles her fingers against her tits and tilts her head toward her damp armpit, giggling softly.

“I promise, I’ll make you forget why you even came here…”