Dva was delighted to see a small Asian woman, she couldn't have been taller than five feet. She had quirky pink box glasses and some bright yellow hair. She was a cutie, and as she said hello Hana Thought she was a bit cuter still. She sported a short pair of Jean shorts, barely a few inches below her waist, and a slim white crop top that left her pierced belly button exposed. On Top of that was a tight-fitting yellow leather jacket with her company's logo on the sleeve. She had some intricate ink around her belly button, but Hana couldn't make it out from this distance. "Thanks for coming all the way out here on such short notice, Miss Song." Dva brushed her long brown hair out of the way, tucking it behind her ear as she smiled brightly. "I'm excited to be here, what's your name hun?" The girl seemed to be a bit rustled up by Hana's presence, she was clearly a fan.
"Kiko, it's lovely to meet you." "Japanese right?" She nodded eagerly at that, Dva reaching out a hand and shaking hers with a giddy smile. "So you don't have to be very formal, I'm not fussy. I prefer having a conversation to answering a bunch of questions, you know?" She tilted her head slightly as she spoke, causing a very evident blush on Kiko's cheeks. "Uhh, yeah! That sounds great, I'll just go ahead and get started. But, the first question goes to you." "Huh? Really, uhh okay. Are you a fan?" Kiko nodded. "Yeah, a huge one."
"I'm glad to hear it, you can begin when you're ready." Kiko was much older than Hana, yet she acted as if Hana was a school crush.
"What do you like to do in your spare time now that you've retired from the pro gaming circuit?" Hana thought back to the sleepless nights and smiled a bit. "Well, now I get to study and tinker with my meka way more. But I also just get to play games for fun. I can do more casual stuff while streaming instead of being so sweaty all the time, which is very relieving and the fans are loving it as well."
"Are you single?" Dva blushed a bit as she thought about Dae-Hyun and their relationship. "Officially? Yes. But I've got a few people I'd consider more than friends."
"Do you get used to being a celebrity?" Dva was stumped, not quite sure how to respond to that. "Well, yeah. I've been one since I was fourteen so, I got used to that life pretty quick to support my family."
"Have you ever gotten professional schooling for being an engineer?" While yes would be an appropriate answer, it wasn't really school for her. "Uhm, it was more of a field trip where I learned the most. But I did go through eight semesters of government-taught engineering school in about two years. They thought my test scores and my robotic prowess as a teen were too good to waste, so they gave me the offer of a lifetime."
"Did you struggle, going through school and building your streaming career at the same time? I remember tuning into some of those early streams when you were just starting to build your first meka."
"Well it wasn't so difficult honestly, I didn't have much time for friends or family but I was okay with that. It was only about half a year when it got hectic, and during that time I just took a break from streaming for a while."
"So I recall you having spent some time in Junkertown, Ms. Song. Could you elaborate a bit on what that was like?" She thought back to the time Australia was where she called home. She needed some experience buildingMeka, and frankly, she had no time to do it the slow way. She learned through practice, but it was hell.
"Well, it wasn't exactly what I would call paradise. The soil itself sucks the sanity out of you. But it wasn't all bad, I made friends and lived my life." That was putting it lightly, the things she had to do in that place were simply dastardly.
"We've gotten several reports that sex is the currency of the land over there, how much credibility can you give to this claim?" Hana raised an honest eye to that, not expecting such hard-hitting questions off the jump.
"Well, several places around the world are like that. Your body was all you ever needed to get a place to eat or sleep, so naturally I used my body for almost everything. Thankfully, I was well known and liked over there so I got off easy most of the time." Even speaking of the place made her thighs quiver.
"Please Miss Song, we'd love to hear about some of the juicier details. What kinds of things were you doing?"
"Which magazine did you say this was for again?" The girl writing her words down rubbed her neck for a moment. "It's for the first issue of a new magazine headed by a very famous individual in the industry. In about a week or so you should be given a handsome deposit in your account, and a complimentary gift basket. You are more than welcome to return in the future as well. People love sequels."
"Okay I get all that, but what is the magazine itself? What is it about? Because a question like that could be dangerous to answer." Hana may have been ignorant of many things, but she was not a fool.
"It's a monthly issue magazine which focuses on the sexual side of famous individuals like yourself. Icons instead of porn stars. There are many opportunities for future collaboration and brand deals galore if the magazine does well. That's why we are so eager to get your face on the first issue." Hana nodded slowly before opening her lips to spill the beans.
"Well, I never got fucked or anything, I'm still a virgin after all. So it was mostly just simple favors and the like." Kiko melted at those words. "Wait, you are a virgin? How come? A babe like you could score with anyone."
"Well, I was under aged and that bothered some people. Others just would refuse to help if they couldn't fuck me, but the ones that did always seemed way too big and dirty to be my first. But now, I haven't met the right person. I am quite in tune with my sexual side, but your first time should be special. Like you, what was your first time?" She gestured to Kiko, the girl fumbling slightly before beginning to explain. "Well, it was in the back of my car after a basketball game. I had a drug problem back then so I got very stupidly high and had sweaty post-game sex with this twink. Still, have the photos we took." Dva chuckled at that, realizing that she could lay back and open up a bit.
"Are you packing or not? I've seen too many penises attached to beautiful women to tell anymore honestly." Kiko shook her head. "Uhh no, I'm just a normal girl like you." Dva's eyes began to wander at that statement, was now really the time to answer that question? Speaking of which, this room was set up so they could get frisky. The condoms on the dresser and toys on display were evidence of that, plus the bright pink bed sheets and rose petals were rather enticing. She could tell from afar Kiko was working for some very rich individuals, and she was chosen because of the way she could worm into you. She has such a disarming and trustworthy aura about her, so innocent yet dirty at the same time. It was like her presence alone was compelling Hana to speak about herself.
"Miss Song?" Hana's parted lips snapped together as she looked up at Kiko. "Yeah? Sorry, I spaced out there for a moment." She reassured her with a wave of the hand. "What kind of favors did you do while In junkertown? If there is anything I can't ask you about your sexual activities, feel free to tell me no at any point." Hana nodded along as she thought of the least dirty thing she did.
"I did a photoshoot once for this hot scrapper. He had such a chiseled frame, and his muscles were just droo-worthy. He could have broken me in two and I would have let him, but he was married. So, I did a little shoot for them instead. They were huge fans, especially his wife." Kiko happily jotted down the context around the event. "Well, I'd hate to press, but you mind giving me an example?"
Hana stopped for a moment before nodding back. "Y-yeah I can do that for you! I wasn't wearing this back then though, but I can make it work." She pulled off her bright pink and green headset and placed it in her seat as she stood. Hana was a petite woman by all means, but her rear had shaped up quite nicely. The estrogen therapy she got when she turned twelve was quite effective in making her more womanly. Her breasts plumped up a slight bit, giving her small teardrops that were the perfect size to grab. Her long brown hair flowed down her back elegantly, and those doe-like brown eyes were what Kiko couldn't stop herself from looking into.
"Are you gonna take photos? You know, for the magazine." Kiko's mouth was completely agape, not only because of getting good shots. The fact that she agreed to do this at all was completely unexpected. "I-I, oh, uhm, mhm!" She nodded her head and mumbled simply in response.
Hana stood on her tippy toes, giving her doughy rear less room to jiggle in the skin-tight latex. She flattened her palms and placed one hand under each cheek, lifting both up gently and letting them drop again. The ripples in her flesh were captured almost perfectly by both the camera and the plastic prison.
"Got a good one?" Hana cooed out as she looked over her shoulder, a confident smile she flashed being captured in barely a moment by Kiko. She waited for the perfect opportunity and got the best possible shot. After hearing the camera click, D.va dropped flat on her feet as she sauntered towards the bed.
"So, you never had actual sex, but surely you've licked your fair share of people right?" Hana nodded at that with a soft giggle. "Plenty of boys especially. I feel like I am terrible with handling dicks, but I've never gotten complaints so I must be doing something right."
"How skilled would you say you are at going down on a woman?" Hana thought about it for a moment. "I'm honestly not sure. I'm a bit green, so it's hard to say truthfully." Hana shrugged slightly before laying back on the bed. It felt like heaven, all soft and fuzzy. "Well, do you enjoy the experience at least?"
Hana thought about that for a moment before nodding slowly. She thought back, back to junkertown, how many sweaty, dirt and oil-covered thighs she's had on top of her face. "Well, I don't particularly enjoy the taste of engine grease in my mouth, and I've never had the chance since then. But there was one time I would say I really really had a fun experience."
Kiko's eyes perked up a bit as she hummed. "Care to elaborate?" She was doing a terrible job of taking notes. Her head was so frazzled from being this close to one of her idols, especially in this context.
"Well, there was this older gal. I think her name was… let's call her Adeline. But I only ever called her ma'am. She was a total bitch. She wanted someone to give her employees a hand around the garage. Well, as things tended to go in junkertown, I had things I wanted and they were happy to accept their payment in creative ways." Hana had begun fiddling with her hands as she recounted the events, blushing a bit as she thought of it.
Kiko was completely absent in her notetaking, being more focused on the story being told. Thankfully Hana did put a mic on in case of that very scenario. "What were her staff like? Being exposed to them in that kind of environment would stick out in my mind." Hana chuckled when she heard that.
"They were buff, uncultured, and rude. They tended to get very feely, which I didn't mind but it's not always at a good time. They taught me how to handle myself, whether they intended to or not." Kiko blinked a few times in surprise. "You like it when people get touchy with you? I didn't take you for that kind of girl."
"I'm not, I hated being around those brutes. But what I loved happened on my last day in junkertown. Adeline wanted to show me how proud she was. Not only how I grew physically, but mentally as well. It was around then that I completed my first fully working mech. She brought me into her bedroom and sat down at the foot of the bed. Adeline wasn't like anyone else in that town, she caressed me and made sure I felt safe and appreciated. I thought I had seen it all at that point, but I wasn't even close."
Kiko chuckled and tried to guess what happened next. "Was Adeline a dickgirl?" Hana just nodded along, holding up her forearm for reference. "Bigger than my arm. Thicker, longer too. It was one of the most shocking moments of my life. But, as I said, I am still a virgin. There was zero chance that thing would fit in me, and she knew that too. But I spent the better part of five hours between her legs. "It just wouldn't go down. I had to leave before she was done, I always promised her I would come back one day. I hear she is royalty now."
"Ooh, maybe we can talk about what that was like next time. If she's royalty then maybe she'll show you what it's like to be a princess." Hana was of course referring to the junker queen Odessa. She had many long nights where Odessa was the only one to keep her company. Frankly, she was shocked that such a needy woman could repress her urges as much as Odessa had.
"Why are you still sitting over there, come lay down with me. This bed is here for a reason right?" Hana smiled softly, laying on her back and looking up to seeKiko. Her silky smooth brown hair sprawled onto the sheets behind her. Kiko's yellow leather jacket flew off her body onto the floor, only being left in a white crop top which revealed approximately nothing due to her chest being nearly flat.
She took off the microphone, but still held her camera firm in her left hand as she slowly lay down next to Hana. Her heart was thumping and she wasn't sure how to act as Hana took her hand, placing it on Kiko's chest and holding it tight. She scooched forward slightly, rolling onto her side to look into the yellow-haired beauty's eyes. "Chill out babe, you don't have to be so worked up." Hana pulled her earpiece out and tossed it onto the floor.
"You could use some more pictures right?" Kiko nodded sheepishly, slowly beginning to calm her nerves. The tension turned to arousal slowly but surely, her cheeks flaring up as she tried to speak. "I'm not normally like this I swear, you're just, well….. You. this is unreal." Hana laughed again as she wormed her fingers into Kiko's closed grip, holding her hand, squeezing it. "I'm me and you are you, and here we both are together. I'm not saying you can't be excited, but you gotta take the reins a little bit. I don't like taking the lead."
Hana swore she could hear the gulp that followed, Kiko's eyes going wide as she realized exactly what position she was in right now. Hana knew that she couldn't keep her dirty little secret forever, and that this magazine would definitely be the place to reveal she was transgender.
Kiko's hands slowly found a place on either side of Hana's head, the woman moving to sit on Hana's lap. She leaned down slowly, the thumping in her chest growing louder the closer she got to Hana's lips. Those soft plump pink lips, it still seemed unreal to her. Hana put a hand on the back of her head, forcing her lips down suddenly. Despite hana being submissive, she could tell she would have to take the lead. At least at the start. Her own anxiety was high, due to not wanting to reveal her little secret. But kiko was cute, and if she chose not to reveal it, she knew kiko would respect that.
Her lips were soft, softer than her own from meticulous treatments. She forced her tongue inside, her hands slowly digging into the flesh of Kiko's doughy butt. Their lips parted, a drunken look on both of their faces. "Kiko, I've got an idea. Instead of doing this here, in some studio. Why don't you come to my house? I know I'll be more comfy, and well, we can do all kinds of stuff there."
Kiko sat up with a shock, looking down and shaking her head. "No way, did you just ask me on a date?!" Hana giggled and nodded. "Sure did. I've got lots of famous friends too, I could get you an exclusive or…" she started counting, thinking about who would be willing to do this. "Four! I could get you four!" kiko started swooning, the prospect of going on a real date with hana and getting props with her bosses. No way!
"Do you want anything specific though, before i leave?" she still felt up kiko's butt, showing she was nice and comfortable being so close together. "Well, we could always use more photos." she said sheepishly, leaning into that touch she loved.
"Alright, how about, boobs, feet, and hmm… could do a cumshot one right? Got anything that looks like cum?" Kiko nodded softly, leaning over Hana and letting the girl see down her shirt intentionally. She poked her boob softly with a cocky smirk, Kiko blushing as she reached into the bedside table. She pulled out a bottle of pearly white lubricant. A small dollop was squirted into Hana's open palm. She slowly brought it up to her nose, sniffing it and concluding it smelled enough like cum. She gave it a taste slowly, smiling after a brief pause. "It has the same texture and is completely edible, tastes a bit sweeter than cum though." Hana nodded, rising up to her feet to think of poses she could do.
"Know what, what do you think would be the hottest? You're a fan, so I'm sure you've seen all those fake videos and art and stuff. How should I pose?" Kiko blushed deeply, nodding in agreement that she had seen them. Nearly seen them all, she was a real super fan after all.
"You know that one art piece you had, with your hands out in the shape of heart? How about that, but, with your… boobs out." Dva held a hand to her chin before nodding. "Uh huh! That would be hot huh?" She looked around for a moment before sighing, using her nail to destroy the front of her suit and let her cute breasts out. Upon seeing that, Kiko's cheeks grew even red. A bit of blood began to pour from her nose as she fell back, thankfully into the bed. "Huh? Kiko?" Hana asked as she moved closer, waving in front of her face. "So cute." She whispered, booping the girl on the nose as she took the hopefully non destroyed camera. It seemed like she couldn't take it anymore, just passing out.
"Well, I promised photos. So, she'll get em." She had to do it selfie style, so she'd make it work. She held up half a heart, getting the sleeping girl in the background of the shot. The line of the frame was drawn just on half of her face, having half of the photo being her exposed front and the other half the unconscious cutie. She gave the camera a cocky smirk, snapping the photo and smiling. "That one's good. I should keep that." She spoke to herself, getting the bottle of lube from Kiko and smiling as she looked at her again.
"This one will be special." She murmured to herself as she pulled her phone off the table by the entrance. She dialed a single number, calling Angela on speed dial. "Hey, eonni. Quick question. Just did a really slutty interview, and well the girl doing it is super cute. Can I bring her to the house?" She was met with a dismissive yet strangely polite approval. "Alright, thanks! I'll see you soon."
Kiko awoke nearly half an hour later, groaning as she sat up. She realized where she was and began panicking, seeing Hana's ripped suit beside her. "Shiiiit!" She rubbed her face, wiping off the now mostly dry blood.
She picked up the camera in a panic, making sure it still worked. She turned it on, only to see what appeared to be a cum covered Hana flashing a big smile and peace sign at the camera. It was just of her face, her hair disheveled and lipstick smeared. She had strands of lube all over her face and chest, her hair was covered too by the looks. She smiled warmly after seeing that, knowing Hana was a real one after all. "Thank you god. My job is fuckin sweet."
She noticed a piece of folded paper under the camera, a phone number for Hana's cellphone written in lipstick. She held it close to her chest, giggling to herself as she looked up at the ceiling. "Oh my god, I got a date with Hana song! FUCK YEEEEESSSSS!!!"
