Meeting New Friends

Ren, like usual, wakes up early for the routine morning shift to the bakery to get ready for the day, leaving a sleeping Vivia in dreamland as she makes herself breakfast and a cup of tea. She then leaves her peaceful home with a passionate stride as her steps disappear from the apartment’s front door.

The Friday mid-morning passes, with Vivia enjoying the peaceful morning after a slow waking-up pace, eating her cereal as a fresh cup of tea sits comfortably next to her bowl. The calm, quiet atmosphere unsettles Vivia’s mind this day, as a wave of passion for noise-filled chaos begs to break the emptiness of the apartment.

Time for some crazy gaming.

Stretching, Vivia says aloud, “Ah, right. Time for some fun.”

She pulls back her chair, putting away the dirty dishes as she then carries her still warm tea into the gaming room, turning on the computer for a really chaotic playing session.

After preparing her streaming software, texting Estie that the games session was to be as long as they wanted, they load up ‘Street Knockout!’ a 3D fighting game with a story and online mode with a variety of attractive selection of characters, including over-sexualized women with hilariously-designed outfits and gimmicks.

‘Berry-Blitz’ being one that Vivia likes. The character was a tall, black-haired, super busty maid girl with a metal tray as a weapon who always said, “Was this good enough for you, Master?”

Digi-Frank was Estie’s go to character. This male character was a slim yet fit DJ stereotyped delinquent, with a back-cap, knuckle-bracers and swag-like clothing and jewellery who liked to say lines like “Yo man! That was frickin badass, bro!” and “You like dis, bruv?”

As the stream window played the timer for the session to eventually begin, Vivia tops up on her tea after finishing her last one to Estie preparing her drink too. The timer ticks almost to zero, as the two comment to each other to get ready.

Boop, goes the timer. It reaches zero.

“What’s up, BITCHES!” Shouts Estie, as Vivia laughs hysterically briefly to the unexpected beginning before answering, “What the fuck! I was not ready for such an entrance!”

“Haha, well, the game we’re playing needs some pumped action to get into the swing of things, y’know?” Estie states passionately, Vivi looking on with total agreement as the game menu displays the characters animated in the background fighting and deflecting.

“Yeah, they’re like ‘Ooo! Yeah! C’mere!’,” Vivia comments in a fighter’s impersonation voice, punching the air imitating the actions of the characters on screen.

“Hahahaha! You should be modelled into this game. You’ll fit right in,” Estie jokingly says, loading the character choice menu as she continues idea rambling, “could be named, ‘Tits-McGee’ or ‘Booba-woman’ with a gamer’s controller as a weapon.”

The chat floods with laugh emojis as Vivia and Estie chuckle extensively to the stupidity of their ideas, before loading up the first map which is in a Sports hall, with a digital crowd surrounding the chosen fighters in the center.

In the meantime, Ren was busy serving orders as the customers come flooding in; it’s a late morning, coming up to lunch, with the main stock displayed in glass cabinets, awaiting for purchase.

“We have a ‘Bomber’s Delight’ for table 3,” one of the staff says to Ren, who was placing an order for several more awaiting customers in line at the counter.

“Uh, Right! Bomber’s Delight, we have some!” Ren states, quickly and efficiently finishing the orders in line. She smoothly grabs on, with a packet for serving a take-away order, placing it inside as the customer purchases it with amazement and praise for such commitment under the stressful environment.

Ren thanks them for the compliments made, before the manager appears with smile of pride and gratitude, walking straight past the staff other members to the front of the bakery.

“Okay, Ren!” The manager calls, waving to Renalia for her attention.

“Uh, yes, how may I be of service?” Ren professionally inquires, showing the utmost respect that prompts him to state informality to replace the formal attitude.

“No need to be so formal, Ren. I actually came to tell you something worth your time,” casually speaks the manager.

“Oh, and what would that be?” Ren asks, side-angling her head with confusion as to what could he be insinuating.

“Well, seeing as how amazing your work has been this month, I’m obliged as well as personally happy to offer you… some time off at work. You’ve earned it,” the manager says in a congratulative manner, indicating for her that she’s able to get dressed and go home at any time.

“Huh? Erm, is that really okay?” Ren questions in a slightly confused manner, looking at the store, with how busy it is, before relocking eyes with the manager.

The manager confidently confronts the question, stating, “It’s absolutely fine. Me and the rest of the staff would be able to cover for you,” the other members showing their unwavering focus to handle any task. “So, go enjoy an early start to the weekend for yourself, you’ve earned it,” the manager smiles, allowing passage to the changing room.

“Oh, I see. Well thankyou, I will see you Monday then,” Ren says, smiling with confirmation, watching the staff get on with their work duties as she turns around to head for the changing room to hurriedly get changed, before lastly waving to the manager as she leaves the bakery.

The manager waves back, before ordering the staff to resume their duties as Renalia walks through the town, wondering what to do with this new-found time off.

The cat café? No, the clothing stores? Not really. Ren wonders what to do to pass the time as she eventually makes her way to the bus station, listening to music and looking at the time to think; what do I want to do now?

Back at the apartment, Vivia and Estie were totally enjoying their gaming session as their passion sores to new heights.

“Ho, you’ve never seen Berry do this!” Vivia shouts in a war-cry-esque tone, pretending to be the character as the game model fist slams Estie’s character, Digi, into the floor, doing a ton of damage to the health bar.

“Oh, no! Digi, get up you sexy bean of a bitch!” Estie cries, trying to dodge the next attack as she somehow barrel rolls out of Berry’s foot slam. Vivia reacts with excited surprise, “Ah, no! How did you dodge that? You must be Digi-tally in tune to escape that!”

Estie laughs at the pun, reacting in kind, “Well, y’know that I have been training my reflexes to unknown heights, thank you berry much.”

Vivia responds in kind, “Well, just to be frank-ly blunt, you’ll be tasting this fist and foot-”

“Eww, I’m not into that kind of foreplay, just so you know. I mean, bitch be like, ‘eh, wanna suck on these fingies and toesies?’ Na, not my fetish, I’m just berry normal!” Estie interjects, with a comical tone as her character blocks Vivia’s advancements, both girls loudly laughing at the building chaos.

“Okay, what kind of comedy show are we doing right now?” Vivia asks conflictedly, pausing the joking atmosphere with a new skit to engage in.

“Oh, one where I win this time!” Estie boldly states, grinning as she goes for a twist ability as Vivia’s character pauses for a moment.

“Oh, I see,” Vivia mischievously smirks, suddenly blocking and counteracting Estie’s attack with a K.O ending with the tray to the face of Digi-Frank, sending him flying across the level.

“Oh, you’re such a fucking jiggly rat!” Estie screeches, as the ‘Defeated’ caption flashes across her screen. “Okay, best of three! Bring it on, bitch!”

“You’re so gonna see my bad-girl side, now!” Vivia exclaims, “I’ll make sure to Berry you 6 feet under,” sharpening her focus as the new round starts.

Ren, on the other hand, was just making her way up to the apartment, wondering what to do for the whole day.

‘What can I do today? Workout like before? Watch TV? What else?’ thinks Ren, wondering what to spend her time doing, as she immediately makes her way to the kitchen as she enters the apartment.

As she boils the kettle, the sudden screaming of Vivia from the gaming room interrupts her focus on the tea, curiously thinking , ‘what in the hell is Vivia doing?’

“Take this! Ha, really giving you a good fisting, Estie!” Clearly shouts Vivia, Ren blushing crazily at the out-of-context statement that Vivia just made.

‘What the fuck is going on!?!?!?!’ Ren blushes heavily, thinking this time, ‘Do you know what? I think I will go for a jogging session, seeing as though Vivia and Estie are doing something I don’t want to know…’ She quickly gets into her joggers and breathable clothing, then without a second to waste, immediately leaves for a jog, leaving behind her clearly looked-forward tea on the side as the kettle boils and finishes.

Back at the gaming session, Estie had lost 3 to 2, with a close match before moving to a new level, a poolside designed area with people in bikinis and other swimsuit outfits, along with the characters also in similar clothing.

“Oh boy, here we go. Guess, this where I get to dunk you for a splashful win,” Vivia punishingly says, grinning with confidence to win all over again.

“Oh, I’m totally going to slap dem bitties around when you see me play as Digi-Frank version 2; Frankly Busted!” Estie proclaims.

“Ha, more like I’ll be bustin’ those balls wide open!” Vivia replies in a confronting, competitive tone.

The two enjoy the rounds, as again Vivia wins, but with so many close calls with the last game being almost equal. But, after they continue bantering, Vivia brings up the topic of Ren and the two become rather curious as they converse.

“Hey, Estie, I was thinking,” Vivia says, explaining “You know that my roommate has only been at the apartment for a short while?”

“Yeah, what about it?” Estie replies, wondering where Vivia was going with this. Vivia continues, “Well, we’ve yet to introduce her to Ammie, right? Be quite the funny interaction to witness, seeing them two together.”

“Oh, well, we know that Ammie likes to go swimming every now and then, so. We could take Ren with us to the pool tomorrow, and show Ren off to Ammie,” Estie comments, the chat asking about who they’re talking about as they return to the game menu.

“Actually, that’ll be fun, especially. Seeing her in a bikini would be quite the interesting experience,” Vivia grins teasingly. She laughs to herself at the thought of Ren’s blushing face as Ammie teases her with her impersonating persona.

“Do y’know what? Ask Ren, since I’ll ask Ammie if she’s interested to go. Cause if both agree,” Estie smiles at the thought, “it’ll be such an amusing time.”

They both agree in totality, finishing a few more rounds before ending the stream to a crazy gaming session, where finally Estie did win 1 round, but Vivia was too distracted by Ren in a bikini to focus.

Ren returns, wondering if Vivia and Estie had finished their business, to a confusing moment of Vivia only leaving her room with Estie never following behind.

“Where’s Estie?” Ren asks blushingly, really wanting to know what Vivia was doing, and why Estie was mentioned, but Vivia responds, “Huh, what are you talking about? Estie isn’t here… anyway. Want a cuppa?”

“What the hell were you doing in there? Answer me!” Ren exclaims, to no answer, no matter how many attempts she makes.

In the north of Boobingham, in a cul-de-sac semi-detached house, the Saturday begins with Estie relaxing in the dining room, thoughts about yesterday’s stream still fresh in mind.

After that silly discussion with Vivia on stream, joking about how Ammie could react if she saw Ren’s lower features and the jokes that would entail, she decided to ask Ammie for a day out.

After confidence grows within Estie of actually planning for Ammie to really meet Ren, she stands up from the table, placing her phone down, before heading into Ammie’s gaming room where she is scrolling online laughing at movie memes.

“Hey Ammie,” Estie says, interrupting Ammie’s lax time, “wanna hang out today?”

Leaning on chair, spinning around comically slow, “Um, kinda not feeling it,” Ammie responds, “but I don’t mind if it’s worth the while…,” Estie chuckling briefly to Ammie’s silliness.

Gaining composure, Estie explains, “Well, got a new friend I met several weeks ago, and thought you might enjoy her company,” putting her hand casually on her hip.

Looking calmly yet decisionally engrossed, she pauses before answering, “Hmm...I dunno. I mean, has she got huge tits or something? That’ll be worth the prod,” Ammie jokes, pulling some finger-guns before stupidly concluding, “Poke dem’ knockers around until the milk starts running.”

Estie reacts with a burst laughter, before calming down, “Not really, but she does have quite the dump truck to boot,” flicking her hip out with a teasing expression.

Ammie’s face lights up, air drumming, “Ooo, real bongo drums at the night club,” as she sits up with more interest.

Giggling to Ammie’s reaction, Estie comes up with an idea to tempt her to come for definite. Initiating the suggestion, Estie says, “Well then, how about we go swimming at the local pool?”

She grabs her phone in her hand from inside her jacket pocket, as she teases the notion, “You know, you can then see her in a loose bikini and erm,” winking, “see them cheeks bounce…”

Her eyes shining, Ammie passionately responds, “Ooo, now! You’ve convinced me! I’m in!”

Estie celebrates the first plan as a success, flipping out her phone, “Awesome! I’ll call Vivia to ask Ren out, and then,” pausing to look cheekily at Ammie, “you get to see the both of best worlds in broad daylight.”

Putting on a Metal Gear Snake impression, “Well, Ma’am, the bouncing of our outfits are too overpowering, and the clapping of the jiggle physics is attracting a crowd.” The two laugh aloud at the silliness, before Estie clenches her fist with success and texts Vivia for the second stage of the plan.

Vivia receives the text, smirking with cheekiness, before standing up out of her gaming chair to head into the living room where Ren is lounging around.

Texting with agreeableness, she waves her phone in hand around, initiating a conversation, “Um, hey Ren…”

Looking up with a blank stare, Ren replies, “Hm, what is it?”

Smiling with a mask of mischievousness, Vivia asks, “Out-of-the-blue idea. Wanna go to the pool? Like today…“

Catching her off-guard, Renalia pauses to get things straight. ‘The pool? Erm, well, it would be good exercise as well as fun, for a change of pace,’ her mind preparing a response, ‘but why exactly… right, I’ll ask,’ thinking logically. Ren quickly replies, “Erm, I don’t know. Why do you ask?”

Jokingly imitating Ren’s walk, Vivia responds with a humorous tone, “Well, I thought it would be quite the spectacle, especially seeing you swinging them hips from side to side. Hehe,” as she winks after turning her head back to Ren.

Ren blushes at the slightly embarrassing idea that Vivia spoke about, including watching Vivia’s rear swing. She says, “Mmm… That’s not really a reason worth going…”

Breaking Ren’s disappointment, Vivia explains in a serious yet cheerful manner, “Well, I do have a good reason. I have a friend I want to introduce to ya,” coming back over to Ren, on the back of the sofa.

Reacting with a slight disappointment pout at Vivia’s jokes, she says, “Oh,” sighing before continuing, “you could have said that instead…”

Light-heartedly poking Ren’s cheek, Vivia giggles, “Well, I wanted to tease you a bit, especially before meeting another friend of mine.”

Ren pouts, complaining, “Why was that the way to prepare me?”

Openly stating, Vivia responds smirkingly, “Cause, there’s gonna be more teasing lying on the horizon,” Ren stares blankly with honest expectation, “I knew that you had ulterior motives behind this invitation.”

Vivia chuckles, before prompting Ren to go change as they were leaving soon. Listening with obedience, she gets ready, packing her purse and a few items like towels and shampoo, before the two put on their shoes to head out.

Locking the door behind them, the two head to the bus stop to make their way to the shopping mall. Time to get swimming wear before heading to the pool.

Vivia and Ren meet Estie at the bus stop, as both decide to open introduce Ammie to Ren.

Both speaking after one another, Estie and Vivia introduce, “So, Ren. Meet Ammie. Ammie, meet Ren,” Estie adding, “the cutie.”

Ren blushes to Estie’s unneeded description, as Ammie looks at her with approval, before realising that Vivia and Estie didn’t lie.

‘Those thighs. Reeeeeeeeal thick! They weren’t lying,’ Ammie thought to herself, as internet memes ran through her mind as to what jokes she could use to have some fun with Ren.

After the four girls chat amongst themselves, they make their way into the mall, Ammie making a few funny jokes internally as she walked behind Ren with Vivia. Now, although the stores lined themselves boldly to attract the four shoppers, they ignored them all as their focused destination appears in front of them, the bikini store, ‘Summer Bready’.

Clapping her hands, Estie asks the group, “Wanna take a peek inside and check what’s available? Could be somethin’ nice to wear.”

The other three agree inclusively and nonchalantly enter the store, making their way to their respective aisles, Estie directing Ren to the appropriate section for the pear-bottomed bikini outfits for her to choose from.

As Ren reaches the aisle line, she turns around briefly to see Ammie noticing the pool toys, “Ooo, I see the water guns… bada-badaah, bunanaaa…”, holding back her giggling to Ammie’s attempt of the James-Bond theme. It didn’t help when Vivia chimes in, “Ammie Bond going for some ‘store specialties’ for her next mission.”

Staring disappointingly, lightly blushing, Ren comments, “What the hell are you guys doing?”

The girls giggle to the silliness before separating to their areas of interest, browsing the wears properly before deciding to buy.

Ren, down her aisle, thinks about what bikini to wear that would look good on her. ‘Hmm… Maybe this one, or how about this one?’ She questions to herself, measuring the few picked choices in the changing room.

Unannounced, Ammie comes in with unexpected commentary. “Does this look good?” Oh, Ammie… um…” Ren stutters, Ammie looking Ren up and down for a moment before saying, “Mmm… do you play a musical instrument?”

Ren answers, confused to the out-of-the-blue question, “Huh? Oh, erm. I do, I play - “

Ammie cutting her off, teasingly comments, “I bet you have a lot of time, to play bongo drums with them assets,” air drumming a beat, “Budum, budum, budumdedum.”

Ren confusingly questions what just happened, ‘uh… What the fuck is going in? Is she complementing me, or teasing?’

In the other aisle, Vivia is quietly talking aloud as she scans the plus-sized apple-top bikinis, “This one… no. This one’s thinness, maybe not. Ooo, the cover-area on this one… dunno.” Ren makes her way over, interrupting her thought process, to move on from Ammie’s silly interactions, “Uh, Vivia. What are you thinking about? You like any of these?”

Vivia, not fazed to Ren’s interjection, answers Ren broadly, “Hmm… not good enough…,” to which Ren asks, “Oh, really?”

“These outfits,” spins round to face Ren with outfit up to chest in an amusing tone, “They do not demonstrate my beauties to their full extent,” bouncing her chest with a cheeky, blushing out expression.

“Oh,” Ren replies, before deciding to get away silently. ‘Here we go again. I guess Estie is calling me,’ thinking to herself, giving a self-valid excuse to escape Vivia.

“Uh, well, I guess I’ll go check up on Estie, seeing as you’re very occupied at the minute, since I kind of want to go see how she’s doing,” sarcastically saying, Vivia responding with an unbothered attitude, “Sure,” before monologuing to herself again, “but which one expresses my melons with pride?”

Slipping away, Ren makes her way to Estie, after looking around the shop for her location to avoid that embarrassment of a shopping companion.

“Hey, Estie. Found anything nice?” Ren asks, ignoring the childishness of Vivia and Ammie.

“Hmm, does this make me look like a fashion model from ‘Nippul Press’?” Estie replies, comparing herself to the bikini.

To continue to the conversation, noticing the embarrassment over the shelving tops to which she wants to ignore, Ren plays along, “Oh erm. Well, it would look good on you.”

The sudden thought of the magazine name grabs her attention for a second, ‘Nippul Press… What kind of magazine is that? Only Estie would read that sort of mag, whatever kind of one it is…’ Ren ponders briefly, quickly returning back to reality as Estie gets another one.

“Thanks, but what about this one? Does this make out to be a celebrity on a holiday cruise?”

Ren answers, tilting her head, “Sure, I guess…”

‘Man, Estie really seems to want to have celebrity status with these bikinis,’ Ren thinks, ‘But with these prices, shit! They’re expensive,’ as she checks the price-tags.

Ammie, with a few water pistols in hand, comes over to Estie and Ren’s discussion to see what’s going on. Estie continues, with unwavering care for Ammie, “Ren, this one definitely will get me paparazzi from the Nippul Daily Times!” Grabbing another high-end bikini, as Ammie interjects with a pun-ish response, “Well, that one is a ding-dong kind of choice.”

Estie and Ammie laugh at the joke, Ren confusingly watches on before they all ask each other if they’re sorted on their bikini choices and other times to then buy them.

Bagged and ready, the four girls make their way to the pool for the fun times ahead.

The group pay the entrance fee, getting into their bikinis as they arrive and put their stuff in lockers at the changing area to finally enjoy the pool.

Ren comes out in her bikini, rather excited for a new experience with her new friends, though feeling slightly self-conscious at her outfit. She blushes at Vivia’s shameless bikini as she poses for air-cameras after coming out from changing. Estie approaches the two, in a beautifully stylized bikini, joining in the posing with Vivia with a humorous attitude.

Ammie comes out to the group in a swag-esc bikini, with two water pistols in hand. Impersonating Owen Wilson as she reacts to Vivia and Estie’s posing display, “Oh wow.”

As the girls interact with each other, Ren begins to slowly cover up, “Mmm… I’m feeling rather self-conscious…”

Estie, reacting to Ren’s lack of confidence, tries to cheer her up respectfully, “C’mon girl, you look great in that,” as she puts her hand on her shoulders, guiding her to a nearby mirror to realize her beauty.

Ammie jokingly adds, pointing her right-hand water pistol in acting, “Yeah, you look like a hot, Bond girl with cheeks to kill, bang-bang,” Estie giggles before deflecting the comment, “That comment isn’t helping.” She turns to Ren, knowing that Vivia is too focused on just getting to the pool, asserts some reassurance in a loving, serious tone, “But, it really suits you.”

Ren softly, blushingly smiles, “Okay, thank-you.”

The three make their way to the pool, noticing that Vivia has appeared to be walking to the jacuzzi, the men staring on with awe at this voluptuous woman walking proudly by with her features fully expressed for all to see.

“Um, is Vivia okay with wearing that to a public setting…?” Ren asks, pointing generally at Vivia. Estie shrugs off the worry, giggling, “She’s fine, that’s normal for her,” refocusing Ren’s attention by pulling her in the opposite direction, “C’mon, let’s play some water-volleyball. You up for that?”

Looking competitive, Ren says after perking up, “Sure!”

Jumping in, Ren, Estie and Ammie play a free-roaming water-volleyball game in the deep end of the pool, laughing and enjoying the little funny moments of ‘scoring’ and failing to return a few shots here and there.

In the meantime, Vivia enjoys the male attention in the bubbly warmth of the jacuzzi, teasing them with just-out-of-reach indications of ‘I am getting lucky tonight, boys’.

The three after putting the ball away, hears the announcement for a tidal wave machine, the ‘Rapids’, beginning soon, all agreeing to enjoy this event by swimming their way to the start location.

After a while, as the staff gets ready to activate the machine, Vivia approaches the pool where the three have gathered for the fun to begin. Ammie amuses herself by shouting, “Tidal wave incoming!” Ren and Estie looking in the direction of the start of the machine, noticing Vivia is getting ready to jump in. Without pausing, Ammie humorously times Vivia’s run-up by singing Chariots of Fire, Ren looking at Ammie with a ‘You Serious?’ kind of expression, before turning back to Vivia as she leaps into the air. The machine starts up, Vivia comes down into the water, belly down, as the rapids begin letting off a large wave to start the event.

As the water guides the four down the bending pool-canal, Ren cheers, “Wooooo, this is fun!” as she slides down first, second behind is Estie on a single blow-up pool mattress relaxing as she calmly says, “This is the life.” Next afterwards comes Ammie, letting out a Super Mario impression as she punches the air, “Let’s a-go!” as Vivia follows last, chest above water on her back, doing a whale spout before she reaches the end of the slide.

The four reach the end of the pool-canal, swimming their way to the side, Ren behind Estie and Ammie as she nonchalantly gets to the poolside to climb out.

Ammie, pausing Ren’s motion, starts to sing the Jaws theme-tune as she notices Vivia creeping up behind Ren. Before Ren could ask about what Ammie is doing, Vivia hugs her and pulls her back into the water taking Ren completely by surprise.

“Oi! I was trying to get out!” Ren complains, Vivia laughing at the success of her well-prepared joke. “I wanted to mess with ya. Kinda like that scene of me jumping in like a busty Godzilla.”

“Pfft, really now,” Ren laughs at Vivia’s ridiculous comment, as the other three laugh in tandem before they all eventually get out.

Ammie jokes to Vivia and Ren by singing ‘Baby Shark’ as she re-enacts a shark fin with her right arm, all four chuckling and chatting as they all get dressed.

The four enjoy dinner at a restaurant, reminiscing of the good times at the pool, before all saying goodbye and returning home for the evening.

Ammie chats to Estie, gratefully thanking her for allowing the opportunity to meet Ren as she really enjoyed her company, contextually explaining that she now understands the jokes and teasing of Ren’s figure from her, Estie’s and Vivia’s chats that she overheard before.

Ren thanks Vivia for meeting a new friend, as well as having a blast at the pool, before relaxing for the evening and hitting the pillows for sleep.

End of Chapter