Iron Abs Sleepover

Not that she was being subtle but she felt Fallon’s eyes on her. Especially on her belly which she felt the need to tighten and show off just because. Well not just because since she was always showing off but this felt like it mattered more then usual, especially cause Fallon seemed like she was determined to do the same thing. “Oh I have snacks. I wouldn’t starve my guests Afterall. As for the outfit don’t sorry. You won’t ‘pop’ out of it. Unless your trying too.” She said now that she had her curiosity peaked she wondered how long she could wait to see her reaction to it.

“Should I get you something to eat or would you prefer I show you what I had in mind for you now?” her grin was mischevious and she waited to see Fallon’s reaction. She had no problem taking it slow, like a Christmas present you wanted to savor the wait on, she especially liked seeing Fallon so excited. But she’s do whatever cause while it was fun she was slow just as eager to show it off.

Fallon liked the sound of this. Snacks, and plenty of them, from the way Kyoko talked about them. Hopefully drinks, too, both of the alcoholic and non-alcoholic variety—granted, Fallon didn't really indulge the way she did back home in California now that she was a serious athlete with serious abs (and a serious following who fully expected her to remain in tip-top shape all the time).

But even putting that aside, the two of them would need plenty to hydrate with if this night ended the way Fallon expected it to.

Right now, though, it was just beginning. And Kyoko seemed absolutely giddy. Fallon couldn't help but grin and even blush a bit as the Japanese girl looked at her like that. It could be something silly, of course. A duck costume or a diaper or something. But Fallon wasn't getting that sense from Kyoko. Not exactly.

"Eeeeehhh...okay, so, like, I seriously need to know what you're gonna put me in. Bring it out and let's get right down to it, Kyoko!"

“If you insist.” Kyoko said as she hopped off leaving her guest unattended for a few seconds. Going to her room she pulled the outfit out of its place in her drawer and examined it before going back to Fallon. Holding it behind her back she watched the brunette to see if she was still excited about it. Especially as she started to talk again. “I quickly ruled out simple things like some funny G-String or something that left you in nothing. Afterall if I wanted you to be seen naked it’s not like that’s hard or rare in this place. But then I decided any outfit wouldn’t quite fit my idea so I made my own.” with that she pulled the outfit out from under her.

Holding in her hand she had what appeared to be a custom made cheerleading tight fitting outfit. It was a purple with some gold lines and on the front of the top read ‘Belly Queens No.1 Fan!’ in a mix of purple and gold glitter. On the sides it it said ‘Go Queen Go’ and on the bottoms the words ‘Kyoko No. 1’ were on the back. “Theres no way in hell I’d ever get you to wear something like this. Anything else like a bunny suit your probably have no issue displaying in. This on the other hand....well I couldn’t pass it up.”

Fallon had been pondering what Kyoko might put her in ever since the Japanese girl managed to squeak out a lucky win in their workout challenge. She had thought about embarrassing possibilities—a dog costume, or maybe a big, frilly, Bo Peep-style dress—and she had thought about sexy possibilities—tiny pasties, or a sling bikini. She couldn't say for sure what Kyoko was going to choose...

...but she really hadn't expected the girl to go all-out like this. A custom outfit like that must have cost Kyoko quite a bit of money, but it was worth it, since it might just cost Fallon a bit of her pride. She stared at it for a few seconds, her mouth twitching but not making any sounds, and a slight blush appearing on her cheeks.

It was ridiculous, and if Kyoko's goal was to really get Fallon riled up, then this was the absolute perfect choice. Fallon finally let out a loud laugh, bringing one hand to her face, putting it on her forehead. "Yeah...yeah, I mean, wow...you really put a lot of work into that, huh...?" she stammered. "It is...really interesting."

Her reaction was everything Kyoko wanted from this little reveal. Fallon was a shocked blushing and stale mess at the sight of the clothesnshe was going to have to wear and it couldn’t have gone any better. Kyoko managed to keep a straight face watching her look at the outfit, but she wanted to bust out laughing, instead she quickly pulled her phone and flashed a pic of Fallon as she was staring at it before she started talking again. Kyoko looked at the outfit then back at Fallon.

“I know a guy, well gal actually. the same person who made my gear so I already had the contacts. She’s good friends with my mother so I get a discount when I shop at her place. That and she likes it when I bring people to her store.” She said bringing it closer to Fallon so she could get a better look at the outfit she was going to be wearing. “And I could not resist making something like this, cake to me in a dream. Let no one say I do things half ass.” Kyoko said as she sat down next to Fallon.

It wasn't easy to get Fallon embarrassed, and for that Kyoko should most certainly feel proud. Fallon's cheeks turned a full, bright pink as she laughed nervously, staring at the costume that Kyoko had dreamed up for her. Kyoko explained the outfit's provenance to Fallon, though Fallon really could only pay half attention as she took the whole thing in, examining the little details and really marveling at all the thought Kyoko must have put into this thing.

"It...well, it's good you know a girl, I guess...wow." Fallon would take a deep breath in, then breathe out slowly, opening her eyes again and feeling a little bit more capable of putting together coherent thoughts. "You really must have vivid, specific dreams to come up with something like that. My dreams, like, never make any frickin' sense," she would say, sitting down beside Kyoko and taking the outfit from her, tugging lightly on the material to see how it stretched, turning both top and bottom around to examine the overall design.

"Geez...I think I'm gonna have to pay this place a visit sometime," Fallon would chuckle.

“Well it helps that like I said she gives me this stuff on a discount. It’s super easy giving people her recommendations so it’s honestly a steal for me.” Kyoko said loving the fact that Fallon seemed legit embarrassed and flustered by the outright taking it and starting to examine it closer. Talking about how she never got dreams about things like this which was weird for her. All of her best ideas came from dreams or talking to fans, a creative mind never rested.

“By all means, I have plenty of her little ads to spare.” Kyoko said actually pulling out a slip with the address to give to Fallon. Kelsi was going to love the extra business she was making now. “And yeah my dreams can be pretty vivid but there almost all good ones. Rarely have nightmares.”

Fallon gladly accepted the little slip of paper that Kyoko handed her, her mind already working at a feverish pace to decide what kind of outfit she was going to have the tailor make for Kyoko. It was going to have to top this one, which was actually going to be pretty difficult, but it could be done. Fallon was sure it could be done.

"That's pretty awesome. My dreams are vivid, too, but not in a way that makes sense, so I don't exactly remember the whole thing when I wake up. Like last night...I was driving down some kind of dark road, and there were trees to one side, and then some kind of giant monster in front of me. But then I got away from it, I think, and all of a sudden I was, like...in some kind of weird 3D maze where the walls glowed, but I had to keep moving or someone would catch me. But then when they caught up I just jumped past them. I think." Fallon took a deep breath after explaining all of that from her dream. "And that was only, like, the very end of it. Weird stuff, right?"

As Fallon started to talk about her dream which sounded like the most bizarre version of PAC-man, Kyoko seared herself back down still holding the clothes she had brought in. She was glad Fallon seemed interested in the clothes and not just because she had to wear them. Though she was also partially imagining Fallon in the clothes while she was here. So soon after she was done she would hand her the clothes.

“Did you play Pac-man before that dream? Though that does sound like an odd one. I’m sure there’s a meaning there but it would only make sense in that head of yours.” Kyoko said playfully tapping Fallon’s forehead. “Anyway if you want you can go ahead and get changed now. Since you seem to like it. And it’s so fitting.”

"Pac-Man? Huh?" Fallon would ask, tilting her head a bit as she tried to figure out what Pac-Man had to do with the dream she described. "Oh...oh, no, I mean, it wasn't really like that. There was a danger level, an actual, like, sense of fear, but then it was also something I could kind of get past...I dunno, man, it was, like, totally weird." She waved a hand as if to dispel the notion, since she only remembered part of the dream and it pretty much wouldn't make sense even if she remembered it all. She did smile when Kyoko tapped her on the head, though.

The Japanese girl, of course, wanted Fallon to hurry up and get changed, and Fallon knew she would have to do it, and sooner rather than later. She snorted and stood up, snatching the cheerleading attire and holding it up to inspect it again. "Yeah, sure, I guess we can see how it fits. You want me to change here so you can, y'know, perv on me, or should I change in the bathroom?"