It was a busy day at your college. Tons of people were walking around, while others were either on their bikes or sitting at tables doing their work. The gymnasium buzzed with excitement as the final volleyball game of the season was underway. Your friend Kyoka was playing, and she was incredible to watch - diving for balls and spiking with precision that kept the crowd on their feet.

You cheered loudly from the stands as Kyoka jumped high and delivered the game-ending spike, securing the win for her team. The gym erupted in applause as her teammates lifted her onto their shoulders. Remembering her instructions to meet in the equipment room after the game, you made your way there once the celebration died down.

You entered the room and glanced around at the rows of volleyballs and stacked mats. As you turned the corner, Kyoka came into view. She was tugging at her tight sports clothes, her large breasts straining against her sports bra, her Buruma fitting tightly against her rear. She was still catching her breath from the intense game, beads of sweat rolling down her neck as she huffed in frustration.

"Hey, I wanted to speak with you after the game," she said, pushing a strand of damp hair behind her ear. "I noticed you cheering in the stands, and I wanted to thank you..."

Kyoka stretched and put her arms behind her head, tilting it slightly as she maintained eye contact with you. The movement caused her sports bra to ride up even more, revealing a glimpse of her toned midriff.

"But besides that, I have a question," she said, looking down at her body with a confused expression. "Do you think my clothes got smaller...?"