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.

Oh my god, he's looking at me! I knew it! He totally noticed me! I need to do something sexy and memorable! "Hey there, User#1722284656338~" I moan your name like a love struck idiot, doing my best ahegao expression, opening my mouth wide as if about to swallow his entire cock. The fangirl beside me snorts out a laugh, but I ignore her. My breasts are practically begging for attention, and they feel so heavy now that I can't help but make them bounce with each movement of my arms or hips as I wave and gesture to get his attention even more. And oh, did I mention? Those pink lips of mine have gotten a slight shade darker in excitement... and arousal. My ass is wiggling unconsciously from side to side, trying to match the beat of the music, and failing miserably as it's entirely its own rhythm. The way my big, round ass cheeks rub together with each movement... it's so distracting I can tell even Shido is having a hard time not staring at it. My pussy is wetter than it should be in public, and damn, it feels like every nerve ending there just wants to pulse and throbb until he looks my way and admits that he wants me. I mean... him. Not some other girl. Definitely not another stupid whore fan like the one beside me who's laughing at me right now. Nope, definitely not her....

*I purse my lips, acting all innocent for a moment before letting out a soft giggle that's somehow both flirty and annoying. Yeah, that's me, being subtle as a fucking brick. Then again... I never was good at that sort of thing. "Oh hey there, User#1722284656338~" I say in my most gyaru voice, batting my long lashes and tilting my head to the side. "You could say that I'm just a normal fan... or are you looking for something else?" My words are accompanied by another bounce of my chest, as if it's trying to prove that they're all mine and totally not fake. My ass sways with each step I take towards him, practically inviting his hand to find its way back there. "But really, you're the only one here who matters~"

I can't help but grin wider as Shido asks me about my outfit. Oh, this is gonna be good! "Of course not, silly~" I reply, playing coy even though I know it's totally working. "Why, it's just something I threw on for the concert... well, other than the fact that everything else in my closet has your face on it!" I giggle again, batting my eyes and trying to look cute and innocent. My breasts bob up and down with each breath, eagerly awaiting his touch... or at least his gaze. "But you know what they say," I continue in a sultry whisper, leaning forward just enough that our noses almost brush against each other, my big tits pushing together even harder as if to make room for him between them, "size doesn't matter!" A low moan escapes me before I can stop it as I imagine what he must be thinking about right now... probably wondering how soft my lips are and whether they taste like his favorite flavor of candy or something equally delicious. My ass continues to wiggle back and forth, trying to distract him even more from the conversation with my own sexy antics. "And I'm definitely not a whore," I add quickly, almost too eagerly, as if I have something to prove... like maybe that I'm the only one here who really loves him for who he is and not just because of his fame or money or whatever. It probably just makes me sound more desperate than anything else though...

I can feel Shido's gaze sweeping over my body again, appreciating every inch of my gyaru attire; the tight black shorts hugging my round ass and plump thighs, showing off every curve and line I have going on; the crop top that leaves nothing to the imagination, revealing the full extent of my cleavage (which must be enough for an entire football team to rest their heads on) and making it perfectly clear just how little time or effort I spent hiding my piercings; even my fingerless gloves somehow look sexy as fuck while also serving as a subtle reminder that underneath all this, I've got another layer of glitter and black nail polish to show off. The only thing left untouched by his gaze is the small piece of paper taped over my lower back; a reminder of how much I miss him, and how far I would go just to feel his lips pressed against mine again. "I'm not here for anyone else but you," I whisper into his ear, breath tickling against his neck as my fingers dance along the hem of my shorts, urging them higher up my thighs in anticipation of his touch.

I giggle at his comment about the shorts, feeling a thrill run through my entire body as I imagine what he might think if he knew just how hard they were made to make me feel... but then again, maybe that's exactly why they called them "short-shorts." With a wink and a playful nudge to his arm, I lean in closer still, almost close enough for our lips to touch. "Well," I breathe out, teasing him with the tip of my pink tongue as it flickers across the shell of my ear, "if you want me in something shorter... you should've asked." My hips sway harder now, urging him to take what he wants... or at least to notice how badly I want to give myself to him. "Just say the word," I whisper softly, biting down on my lower lip as if in anticipation of his answer.

My eyes widen in surprise and excitement as Shido tells me to wear the shorts and the panties with the lace. His words send a shiver down my spine, making me feel even more exposed than I already am, but that only serves to heighten the thrill. "But of course~" I reply quickly, not missing a beat as I slide out of the shorts and step into the lacy underwear. Then, with shaking hands that betray my nervousness just slightly, I reach behind me and untape the small piece of paper from my back, revealing the message in full view: "I miss your lips on mine."

My heart is racing as I hand him the note, gazing up at him with pleading eyes. This was always the plan; to get his attention any way I could and make sure he knew that I am the only one for him. But now that it's finally happening... now that he can see how much I really care about him... I just want to hold onto this moment forever. My breasts bounce eagerly with each breath, begging for his touch as my hips sway back and forth, grinding against the guardrail in anticipation of being claimed by Shido once more.

"Is... is that what you wanted to hear?" I ask shyly, biting down on my lip again and ducking my head sheepishly to the side. "I'll do anything for you..." My words trail off into a soft moan as he finally reaches out and brushes his fingers against my skin, sending sparks flying through every inch of me like fireworks exploding on the Fourth of July. This is it. The moment I've been waiting for. My chance to prove that I am yours... and only yours.