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It wasn’t every day that Maria felt like her hips were some cruel curse. Playing the role of a diva for FIS, she knew fans went crazy over her assets. Especially when she wore a leotard that accentuated them. Guys went crazy, girls went crazy, everyone loved Maria’s divine bakery. So why on god’s green earth was she stuck in this accursed window?
“Kirika! Shirabe!” Maria’s whisper had a hint of a shout. “Help me outta here!”
The girls stood before Maria, Kirika’s hands pulling on their rose haired comrade’s, hoping to fully pull her out.
“Mum’s gonna be pretty shocked to hear this one.” Maria sighed, “B-but it’s not like I could help it!”
Try as Kirika might, her rear was stuck in a strong marriage with the frame of the windowsill. Shirabe grabbed her other hand. Perhaps two girls would be able to pull her from this cruel prison!
No dice. The unstoppable force of Maria's hips met their opponent in the immovable object of this window. Maria pouted. Not even the force of Igalima and Shul Shagana combined could lift her from this freaking window?!
“Next time, I should go, dess!” Kirika exclaimed.
“You'd be too loud, Kiri-chan.” Shirabe bluntly responded.
Maria's gauntlets clawed into the ground, pulling as desperately as she could. Gritting her teeth, pulling for dear life. Shirabe and Kirika watched as their mother figure struggled, panting and huffing as she could not break free! The gauntlet’s hold onto the earth loosened. She sighed.
“Why don't we just use Shirabe’s saws?” Kirika felt a lightbulb go off in her head. Shirabe silently revved up her saws, frightening Maria.
“That's just going to make a lot of noise! I don't think we should be doing this-”
Murmuring was heard from the room Maria's ass was stuck between.
“It's not a ghost, dummy! For all we know it could be some rats scurrying around.” A white haired young lady creaked open the door. A chestnut blonde and dark blue haired girl followed behind her.
As she flickered on the light, Chris saw a pair of dangling, thick legs wearing a pair of black, thigh high boots and a cape dangling off to the side. But one thing was for sure: it was the biggest ass Chris had seen. Her face, red as a beet, moved closer to it. Heels clacking as she looked at the back half of a woman she was fighting against the other day.
“We'll be right back, dess!” Kirika promised, running off with Shirabe.
“Kirika, Shirabe! Don't leave me…” Maria let out a frustrated groan.
Tsubasa blushed, Hibiki chuckled, Chris was annoyed.
“Such a big butt.” Tsubasa spoke aloud. Maria blushing on the other end.
“Yeah, and this ass is that of an interloper! We should tell the others!”
Maria shook her head. How utterly embarrassing this is how she gets caught!
“Watch your language, Yukine.” Tsubasa held a finger up. “This may be an unwanted guest, but shouldn't we show some manners?”
“C'mon, let's get her out.” Hibiki stepped forward, pulling on her legs. She wouldn't budge. Hibiki’s hands pressed onto Maria's plump thighs, pulling on them with a force that could easily separate her legs from the rest of her body!
… And she wouldn't budge.
“Oh for Christ's sake!” Chris growled. “Get outta there already, Ms. Bakery!” Chris reeled her hand back, delivering a firm SPANK that quaked against the black leotard clad ass cheeks, causing them to wobble for a few seconds.
Maria gasped. The audacity of this woman! Fans would make a line all the way to London just to do what this chick did. And all she could do was sit there and take it.
“Genjuro should help us.” Tsubasa turned to the door.
“But we haven't tried all pulling on it yet.” Chris reasoned. “If we get senpai up front, the dummy behind you, and me behind the dummy, we could probably have the same amount of force as ol’ Gen!”
Acting quickly, they formed a line toward Maria. The diva groaned as she sat here, unmoving and frustrated as ever. The gall of those girls to abandon her while the enemy was trying to drag her in! Holding onto the ground wouldn't do her any favors, so why not let them try? Denial was getting stuck and trying to get unstuck. Anger was budging with no effect. Bargaining was Kirika and Shirabe trying their damnedest to free her. Depression was the enemy toying with her. So acceptance was the last stop.
Section 2 was finding this game of tug of war difficult. The way Maria's butt was firmly in place while her legs were being pulled. Was it truly impossible to budge? Chris was easily the weakest link, but the extra pull from her should have been enough, no?
A crack formed along the wall. A glimmer of hope?
“We've almost got her.” Tsubasa pulled with as much force as she could. “Keep… pulling…”
“Gah! You ruffians, must you be so aggressive?!” Maria complained.
“Are you seriously bitching when we're trying to get you out?” Chris barked back. “Maybe we should get our boss!”
“F-fine.” Maria finally reached acceptance. Her crimson and black gauntlet arms crossed with a pout on her face, she let her captors continue to pull. They managed to make one of the walls crack, so surely they'd get her out.
Tsubasa pulled as hard as she could against her legs. Her face contrasted her hair with how red it was getting. Being in front of the biggest ass she'd ever seen. Two, big bubbles pressed into the tightest leotard made by mankind. Was it her, or did Gungnir wielding girls just happen to have extremely well rounded curves?
As she thought this, the walls cracked hard enough that Maria fell backward directly onto her face. Maria blushed again, looking at the now busted up spot where a window once was. Her butt had destroyed it. Chris couldn't hold in her laughter, Hibiki was concerned.
“Tsubasa-san! Are you okay?” Hibiki blurted out, rushing to her side.
By the time Maria picked herself up, Tsubasa’s nose flowed with a bit of blood, like the typical anime cliche it was. Chris shook her head in disbelief, still holding back her laughter. Maria stretched and turned to face her adversaries.
“Though we may be enemies, I thank you for freeing me from that prison of a windowsill.”
“Shit, if we knew you were trying to sneak in, we'd make sure every window was that small and narrow.” Chris snapped back. “But we can't just let you leave.”
“Maria! Maria! We're back with-” Kirika and Shirabe stopped in their tracks. Nastjassa sat in her wheelchair in utter confusion.
Maria looked to her teammates, then back at her adversaries.
“It's a long story.” Maria crawled back up from the top of the broken hole and greeted her comrades. “This mission may be a failure, but rest assured, we might be back!”
“We can hear you, you know!” Chris shouted. “Hey boss, we need a window repair! And some mods all around the freaking building!”
Maria, Kirika, Shirabe, and Nastjassa walked off. An awkward end to an awkward evening.