The beach volleyball match stood at five to one.

Having scored a point, it was now Shiori and Chika’s turn to serve.

"Huuuh... hah...!"

"Whoa...!"

"Here it comes..."

"Hey...!"

Shiori’s serve flew toward the corner of the court. Range received the ball, Talc set it up, and then Range launched an attack. However, the spike wasn’t particularly fast, and more importantly, it was aimed precisely where Shiori was standing. Even though they had conceded a point, the score difference was still large—Range was clearly holding back, and it was also obvious he was trying to force a "dropped shot."

"Whoa...!"

"Hey... big sister!"

They sensed they were being targeted, but that didn’t mean Shiori and Chika had the option of avoiding it. Shiori received the ball as it flew straight toward her. Chika bounced it high into the air again and placed her hands on the sand. Seeing this, Shiori placed her foot on Chika’s hands and jumped in one swift motion.

"Eh...! Ha...! Ah, uh...!"

"Y-Yes, it came undone...!"

"Oh!"

"How’s it going... Ohhh!"

"Here it comes!"

They launched another combination attack using Chika’s boost. But the moment Shiori swung her hand to strike the ball, the strings of the bikini covering her chest came undone once more. The sight drew excited shouts from the male spectators.

"Ah...!"

"Oh, oh no...! Damn it...!"

"Ahhh... it came off...!"

This time, they seemed prepared. Shiori landed, clutching her bikini to keep it from slipping off. Range and Talc had been watching Shiori intently as she tried to cover her chest. Neither of them reacted to the attack itself, instead letting out frustrated cries.

"So close...!"

"Ah, I couldn’t see it!"

"Almost there."

"Hey, let me see a little."

"...Okay, that’s the second point for now."

"...Yeah, that’s right."

Amid the disappointed murmurs of the watching men, Shiori covered her chest with both hands. As Chika helped her retie the undone strings, Shiori turned her gaze toward Range and the others.

"Heh heh... You’re good, sis. Here’s the ball."

"That’s the second point. If they keep scoring like this, it won’t be good. We might need to change our attacking strategy a bit."

"Uh..."

"Uh..."

Range and Talc called out, offering the ball. Their words suggested concern about the match’s outcome, but their gazes were fixed on Shiori’s large breasts, Chika’s enormous breasts, and both women’s waists. How should I try to cause a wardrobe malfunction next? What kind of erotic sight shall I see? It was clear they were only thinking about such lewd things.

Sensing that, Shiori and Chika received the ball, their bodies slightly stiffening.

"Judging from this, a jump attack causes a slip-up... but if I do it too many times in a row, they might think I’m doing it on purpose... so next time I’ll try a different approach."

"Okay, I understand. I’ll leave it to you, big sister."

As she moved across the court, Shiori whispered this to Chika, then got into position to serve.

"Phew... hah!"

The serve flew straight toward the gap between Range and Talc.

"Here we go!"

"Phew..."

Talc received the ball, Range tossed it up, Talc got into position... then unleashed an attack.

"Heh heh... Here it comes!"

"Eh...!? Ah, kya...!?"

"Oh!"

"Ohhh!"

"Oh..."

The ball flew straight toward Chika, not Shiori. Moreover, it came with considerable force. Chika didn’t have time to react properly, so she took the ball with her chest—her enormous breasts. In that instant, her huge breasts shook violently even through her hoodie, and the ball bounced high into the air as if it had been rebounded.

"Chika...!? Ah, ah...!"

The men watching Chika’s massive breasts bounce let out excited cries. Shiori hurried to where the ball had deflected and tossed it back up.

"Chika!"

"Uh, yeah... here!"

Seeing the ball Shiori had bounced up, Chika quickly ran over, holding her chest with both hands to stop the swaying. With her hands ready, she launched an attack while standing still.

"Heh heh, that was a good shake..."

"Big breasts are great after all..."

Range and Talc didn’t react to the attack. They didn’t even glance at the ball as it hit the court. Their gazes were fixed entirely on Chika’s enormous breasts.

"Ah... Ugh... So that was on purpose after all... ♡"

"So you’re targeting Chika now..."

Looking at those lecherous gazes, it was clear that the attack just now was intended to make Chika’s huge breasts jiggle. Chika covered her chest with her hands, feeling shame—but even more than that, her heart raced with excitement.

"That last shake was great, wasn’t it?"

"Yeah, that girl’s boobs were huge. They really bounced."

"I mean, that girl has a really sexy body."

"Could you take off that hoodie for a bit? I’d really like to get a better look at that sexy body."

"I’d love to see what’s inside."

"Hehehe... I wonder what we’ll see next."

Those lecherous stares came from the surrounding men as well. Because she had an incredibly sexy figure with huge breasts and a big butt, interest in Chika seemed even greater than in Shiori, who had already suffered two wardrobe malfunctions. Lewd gazes were directed at her from all directions.

"Ah... ♡ Big sister... Yes..."

"...Yes, thank you."

Shivering from the shame and disgust—and even more from the excitement—Chika passed the ball Range had given her to Shiori.

"I don’t know what’s going to happen anymore... but anyway... let’s go score some points... ♡"

"Hmm... I don’t know which one will get the lewd attention next... but let’s do our best... ♡"

Now that Chika was being targeted alongside Shiori, it was no exaggeration to say that the outcome of the match from this point on would depend on Range and Talc’s mood and intentions. Shiori and Chika continued playing, whispering to each other as they went.

And so, the beach volleyball match between Shiori and Chika against Range and Talc continued for a while.

After several wardrobe malfunctions and having their breasts shaken, Shiori and Chika managed to score four points. Range and Talc went on a serious offensive and quickly scored three points back. Just when Shiori and Chika seemed to catch up, they conceded another point.

"Heh heh... My sisters did their best, but... too bad. We won the first set."

"That was a close one, sis."

"Uh... uh, uh..."

"Ugh... I was so close..."

The first set ended with Range and Talc victorious. As the two men beamed with winning smiles, Shiori and Chika looked on in frustration. Range approached them with a nasty, grinning smile.

"Okay, ladies. Starting with the next set, I’d like you to take off that sarong and hoodie you’re wearing now and play like that."

"Huh... w-why...?!"

"Wh-why...?!"

Shiori and Chika were surprised by his sudden words and asked the reason.

"The reason? That’s the rule on this beach. If a woman loses a game, she has to take off some of her clothes. Right? That’s right, isn’t it, guys?!"

"Huh...? Oh, ah! That’s right!"

"Ah... ah! That’s right, sis!"

"So obey! Now, take it off, take it off!"

"Ah...! You, you..."

"Uh, no way..."

What Range said was clearly a lie he had just made up. However, none of the men around them denied it. Instead, they went along with it and demanded that Shiori and Chika remove their clothes.

"This is definitely a lie... but... ♡"

"This, this is awful... awful... ♡"

"Uh, uh... I understand..."

"Uhh... I understand..."

While absolutely certain it was a lie, Shiori and Chika were swept along by the momentum of those around them. With trembling hands, they reached for the knot of the sarong and the zipper of the hoodie.