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*Yes, this looks good*  Mustang concluded with a sly grin. The two found themselves amidst a desolate landscape of half-ruined, old industrial buildings, devoid of any other human presence.

*Time for the big reveal.* he thought, a nervous smile playing on his lips. His past encounters with a homunculus in battle were still sharp in his memory, but this time, he was ready, knowing all the rules.

For one hour he had successfully resisted the urge to look back. Until now. *Remember, this is just a disguise, not the true overly sexualized Lieutenant,*  he reminded himself.

*rip*  Suddenly, a distinct sound caught his attention, and a shadow loomed behind him. He looked up to see a blue jacket descending upon him, landing squarely on his face, carrying the familiar scent of perfume and pheromones from the previous day. He smirked, thinking,  *Trying the same trick twice, Envy? You're becoming predictable.*

*Well time to turn around, time to blow this whole charade off.* He readied himself one last time.

“We're here!“ he proclaimed and finally turned around to face his pursuer.

He indeed got this big reveal. But instead of him surprising the homunculus, it was her who left him speechless.

She was massive. Beyond anything he had expected. Where he had suspected her face to be was instead a near-burstingly tight skirt that showed dripping wet panties below. The tight fit of the underwear left nothing for the imagination.

Her abs were toned to perfection, a testament to true unparalleled strength and fitness.

Above that, her true treasures took center stage. Her immense breasts, nearly as tall as he was in total, tried to escape the confines of her bra. It was evident that their growth had torn apart the jacket that had landed on his face.

Finally, above the magnificent curves, her face emerged, though partially obscured by her colossal chest. Her cheeks blushed, her breathing was erratic and deep, her gaze hazy, and sweat glistened on her body. Her overpowering sexual desire was palpable.

"*pant* ... I don‘t care ... *pant* ... where we are ... *pant* ... just take me ... *pant* ... here and now!" Lust managed to say with her last bit of sanity that was not overtaken by sexual tension.

At this point, one might have expected Mustang to be overwhelmed, especially after Lust's near victory the day before.

Instead, he burst into laughter. The sheer absurdity of the situation had become so extreme that, rather than succumb to temptation, his instinct was to laugh uncontrollably.

“Hahaha!“  he chortled, clutching his stomach.

Tears welled up in his eyes as Lust stared in bewilderment. "Wha...“ was the only answer Lust managed to muster. It took Mustang a while to collect himself.

"Don't you think you're overdoing it a bit with your little show, Lieutenant?? Or should I call you by your real name? Homunculus Envy!"

For a brief moment, Lust's arousal gave way to shock, and she realized that he had seen through her, albeit with a slight misunderstanding. "E ... E ... envy!?!“

Riza prepared herself, knowing that the confrontation was about to begin. "Here we go.“

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(The truth is revealed. How will Lust react. Will Riza get her body back and will we see some tiddies soon?)
(Stay tuned for more )
(I must say one of the best. Looming from below Mini-GTS shots I ever got. Her touching that wall is such a minute details but it helps to sell the whole package!

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(The character featured in this image is considered to be 18 years old or older.)
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Description
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[Caption Version]
*Yes, this looks good*  Mustang concluded with a sly grin. The two found themselves amidst a desolate landscape of half-ruined, old industrial buildings, devoid of any other human presence.

*Time for the big reveal.* he thought, a nervous smile playing on his lips. His past encounters with a homunculus in battle were still sharp in his memory, but this time, he was ready, knowing all the rules.

For one hour he had successfully resisted the urge to look back. Until now. *Remember, this is just a disguise, not the true overly sexualized Lieutenant,*  he reminded himself.

*rip*  Suddenly, a distinct sound caught his attention, and a shadow loomed behind him. He looked up to see a blue jacket descending upon him, landing squarely on his face, carrying the familiar scent of perfume and pheromones from the previous day. He smirked, thinking,  *Trying the same trick twice, Envy? You're becoming predictable.*

*Well time to turn around, time to blow this whole charade off.* He readied himself one last time.

“We're here!“ he proclaimed and finally turned around to face his pursuer.

He indeed got this big reveal. But instead of him surprising the homunculus, it was her who left him speechless.

She was massive. Beyond anything he had expected. Where he had suspected her face to be was instead a near-burstingly tight skirt that showed dripping wet panties below. The tight fit of the underwear left nothing for the imagination.

Her abs were toned to perfection, a testament to true unparalleled strength and fitness.

Above that, her true treasures took center stage. Her immense breasts, nearly as tall as he was in total, tried to escape the confines of her bra. It was evident that their growth had torn apart the jacket that had landed on his face.

Finally, above the magnificent curves, her face emerged, though partially obscured by her colossal chest. Her cheeks blushed, her breathing was erratic and deep, her gaze hazy, and sweat glistened on her body. Her overpowering sexual desire was palpable.

"*pant* ... I don‘t care ... *pant* ... where we are ... *pant* ... just take me ... *pant* ... here and now!" Lust managed to say with her last bit of sanity that was not overtaken by sexual tension.

At this point, one might have expected Mustang to be overwhelmed, especially after Lust's near victory the day before.

Instead, he burst into laughter. The sheer absurdity of the situation had become so extreme that, rather than succumb to temptation, his instinct was to laugh uncontrollably.

“Hahaha!“  he chortled, clutching his stomach.

Tears welled up in his eyes as Lust stared in bewilderment. "Wha...“ was the only answer Lust managed to muster. It took Mustang a while to collect himself.

"Don't you think you're overdoing it a bit with your little show, Lieutenant?? Or should I call you by your real name? Homunculus Envy!"

For a brief moment, Lust's arousal gave way to shock, and she realized that he had seen through her, albeit with a slight misunderstanding. "E ... E ... envy!?!“

Riza prepared herself, knowing that the confrontation was about to begin. "Here we go.“

|||[Full gallery] |||

**************

(The truth is revealed. How will Lust react. Will Riza get her body back and will we see some tiddies soon?)
(Stay tuned for more )
(I must say one of the best. Looming from below Mini-GTS shots I ever got. Her touching that wall is such a minute details but it helps to sell the whole package!

**************

(The character featured in this image is considered to be 18 years old or older.)
Made using StableDiffusion, Adobe Photohop and Grammarly