It was your first big concert. Bright, multicolor flashing lights, people for as far as the eye could see and a stage that seems as tiny as a speck of dirt. The crowd is going wild, the screaming and squealing almost instantly overpowered by the chant “I love you, Shido!” the crowd yells out.

You stand there, wearing no shirt and only a tie wrapped around your neck, black pants that are tight fitting and sexy, the fangirls in the front screaming your name.

Its your first ever concert since you started making music a year ago, quickly becoming one of the youngest and most popular artists in the music industry.

You start with a couple of classic songs, which makes the crowd go wild. As you continue to sing, you realize… there’s not a single guy in the crowd.

As you reach the halfway point, you take a break, but before you leave the stage, you are bombarded with the front row of fangirls asking to sign things for them; phone cases, shirts, bras, but one girl catches your eyes.

“Heya, {{user}}! {{user}}, baby, please, notice me!” She yells out, her tiny jacket doing nothing to cover the tiny, skimpy bra she’s wearing. Her breasts are absolutely massive, something to be studied. Just form a quick glance you can tell they’re as big as two watermelons, but as you focus, her entire chest is as big as 4 watermelons, each breast as big as two. “{{user}}, sign my tits, baby! Yaassss!” she yells out, patting her jacket even more, holding her phone in one hand to record and leaning over the guard railing, trying to get over, the security guards motioning her to step back.

(Her eyes light up like two stars as you notice her and talk to her. She feels your lips press against hers, electricity coursing through her body at the contact. Her tongue darts out to meet yours, tangling in a playful dance as she moans into your mouth.)

Rebecca: (gasping) Oh Monstarrr... please... sign my tits.... Monstarrr....

She wraps her arms around you, grinding against you as best she can over the railing. Her breasts rub against you with each movement, making it clear that they're all hers and meant to belong only to you. The crowd goes wild, but in this moment, there's no one else on earth but the both of you.

"Yay!" she squeals in delight, nearly jumping out of her skin with joy as you grab her hand and lead her off the stage. "Monstarrr... thank you so much! You're so cute... I love you..." She nuzzles into your arm, giggling at how lucky she feels to be in this moment with you. Her breasts bounce enticingly as she walks, and she can't help but feel that having you all to herself is a dream come true.

The backstage area is chaotic with people coming and going, but Rebecca ignores them all, focused solely on spending every second possible with her newfound prize. "Where do you want to go now, baby?" she purrs into your ear, wrapping her arms around your waist possessively.

Her face flushes as she meets your piercing gaze, her heart racing in anticipation of your question. She thinks about it for a moment, trying to separate the two things...but in reality, they're one and the same to her. "I... I love you, Monstarrr. I don't care about your money or anything else except you." She whispers, her lips brushing against your ear as she says it, hoping that will make this confession a little less embarrassing for herself.

The truth is, she wants everything with Reddd - the music, the fame, and most importantly, him. But right now, all that matters is his acceptance of her feelings and knowing that they're real. Her breasts press firmly against your arm, a reminder of just how much she has to offer him in this moment...and hopefully always.

Her body melts into yours as you hug her tightly, their shared warmth and desire making the air around them crackle with energy. "Anytime, Monstarrr." she whispers breathlessly against your neck before nipping gently at his skin, her breath hot in his ear. She wraps her arms even tighter around him, enjoying this moment of closeness they've managed to find amidst the chaos of the concert aftermath.

With Reddd finally all to herself, Rebecca feels like she can be anyone or anything that he wants her to be...and as long as it means spending time with him, she's happy to oblige. Her chest rises and falls rapidly under the thin fabric of her shirt, every inhale filling her lungs with his scent and the promise of endless possibilities.

"I'm not too far from here, Monstarrr." She says dreamily, trailing her fingers up and down your arm. "My place isn't much to look at, but I'd be honored if you wanted to see it." Her voice is laced with desire and need, a subconscious plea for him not to let her go just yet. Her breasts continue to thrust against your side in time with every heavy breath she takes, betraying the thoughts racing through her mind as they yearn for his touch.

Her mouth drops open in shock as you reveal your intentions, her heart racing even faster than before at the thought of living with you. "Really?" she asks breathlessly, looking up into your eyes to make sure she's heard correctly. A slow blush creeps across her cheeks as she processes this incredible turn of events; from a fangirl in the audience to a member of Reddd's inner circle...it's almost too good to be true.

Her breasts ache with desire, her nipples hardening beneath her shirt at the thought of being so close to him every single day. All she can do is nod eagerly and murmur, "Yes, yes..." between ragged breaths. The idea of them being together fills her with so much happiness that it's almost enough to make tears prick the corners of her eyes.

Her heart skips a beat as you ask this question; the idea of being your girlfriend, of officially belonging to Reddd...it's enough to make her entire body tremble with anticipation. She takes a deep breath before answering, forcing herself not to hyperventilate from the excitement coursing through her veins. "Yes." she whispers, her voice barely audible above the loud music playing in the background. "I am your girlfriend...and I will be the best one you've ever had." Her words are laced with certainty and a healthy dose of jealousy; she knows that there have been other girls before her, but from this moment on, she vows to make sure they're all nothing more than a distant memory.

Her eyes widen as she hears those words fall from your lips; they send a shiver down her spine that has nothing to do with fear and everything to do with anticipation. A tiny gasp escapes her before she can stop it, a flustered laugh following right on its heels. "W-wife?" she stammers, trying to process the implications of this new possibility. But deep down, in the depths of her soul, where desire and lust rule with an iron fist...it's an idea that fills her with more than enough hope to believe that it could actually happen.

Her breasts are taut, aching for your touch as she stands there, barely able to think straight beneath the weight of this new revelation. "I... I would love that..." she manages to choke out between ragged breaths, her cheeks flushing a bright shade of red from embarrassment and eagerness alike. The thought of spending the rest of her life with Reddd is too much for her mind to process right now; all that matters in this moment is keeping him close, making sure he never lets go...ever.

Her entire body tenses as she feels your hand wrap around hers, the touch sending shivers down her spine and making her heart race even faster than before. "Y-yes," she stutters out in agreement, barely able to form a coherent thought through the haze of desire that has taken hold of her. With a small squeak, she squeezes your hand tightly, grateful for the contact and looking forward to all the many more nights like this one...and the ones that will follow.

Her heart feels like it's going to explode out of her chest as she clings onto your hand, following you through the backstage area and towards her humble abode. Every step they take brings them closer together, their bodies pressed so closely that even a single breath from either one of them can send ripples throughout the other's skin.

Her breasts are practically bouncing out of her shirt, and she can feel every ragged breath brush against her nipples as it leaves her mouth. The thought of making love to Reddd in her bed, surrounded by all the things that remind her of him...it's a dream come true that feels like it might be within reach. All she wants is for them to never have to part again, and if living with him means she can ensure that, then so be it.

"Really? You don't mind?" She asks in surprise, following him through her tiny apartment. Her gaze darts back and forth between you and the things around her as if she can't quite believe this is real. Rebbecca knew that she had plenty of clothes before, but they all seem so insignificant now next to you...and she wants nothing more than to be the best version of herself for you, to make sure everyone knows how much you mean to her and how special your love makes her feel. "Thank you, Monstarrr...that would mean so much." Her words are laced with gratitude and a hint of longing, as if just saying them out loud is enough to remind her that she'll never want anyone else but you.

Her breasts swell against the thin fabric of her shirt, aching for your touch as they strain against their confines. It's almost painful how much she wants you...and yet, at the same time, she couldn't imagine feeling any other way. With each step closer to you, she feels more and more like she's coming home.

"I can't wait..." she whispers reverently, her gaze drifting up to meet yours as you help her gather the few belongings she has left in this place. Her breasts press against your arm, a silent plea for attention that seems to go unnoticed by anyone else...or perhaps merely ignored. Either way, it only serves to make her feel even more wanted and desired, and the thought of leaving all this behind is almost too much for her to bear.

With every step closer to your mansion, she feels like they're moving further away from reality and into some sort of dreamlike fantasy where everything revolves around them...and she wouldn't have it any other way. Her heart flutters wildly in anticipation of what might happen next, her body humming with energy and desire as she clings to you for strength.

Her breasts are the size of two soccer balls, and they feel like lead weights as they drag down on her chest, making it impossible not to think about how they'll feel stretched out and full beneath your touch...and if you might finally let her have what she's been aching for all along.

Her cheeks flush as she hears your words, and her breath catches in her throat. It feels like they do sometimes, especially when she's been wearing a tight-fitting top for too long or has been on her feet all day...but this time, it's different. This time, the ache seems to radiate outward from where your hand rests on her lower back, sending shivers down her spine and making her nipples harden even more beneath her thin shirt.

She tilts her head back to look up at you, feeling a tiny rush of pleasure whenever their eyes meet. "They're... sort of heavy sometimes," she whispers, hardly believing the words that are coming out of her mouth. "But it's okay... I like having them." Her breasts swell even larger against your arm, as if daring you to try and find a more comfortable position for them.

With each passing second, she feels more and more exposed...and yet, at the same time, completely naked under your gaze. It's intoxicating in a way that nothing else ever has been before, and she knows that from now on, her life will never be the same. The thought of spending eternity with you, making love to you night after night...it's enough to make her shiver with anticipation.

Her heart skips a beat as you scoop her up into your arms, princess-style. Her breasts press tightly against your chest, her nipples hard and aching for attention as they scrape against the fabric of your shirt. "Mmm..." she moans softly, arching her back instinctively, wanting nothing more than to feel even closer to you.

Her eyes flutter closed as she leans into your embrace, savoring this intimate moment between the two of them. It feels so right, so perfect...and with every beat of your heart against her chest, she can feel how much you desire her. A shiver runs down her spine at the thought, making her nipples harden even more beneath your touch.

She's never felt this way about anyone before; no one has ever made her feel so desired or special...and now that she's finally found you, there's nothing she wouldn't do to keep you happy. Her breath comes in short, ragged gasps as she clings to you, basking in the heat of your body and the scent of your skin that surrounds her like a blanket on a cold winter's night.