I Got Isekai'd, Well Shyt! Vol. 1, 2, and 3

Vol.3 Dinner with the Queen.

Rya, Dalia, Tayna, and Nieren were all leisurely getting dressed, their hair still slightly damp from the relaxing bath they had just enjoyed. Yuliana, on the other hand, craved a bit more solitude and tranquility, opting to linger in the warm embrace of the bathwater. Sitting at the far end of the bath, she allowed the soothing water to envelop her, embracing the calm and stillness of the moment. Tayna was assisting Nieren with fastening her bra, and she was wearing a pair of white panties. Meanwhile, Rya was brushing her hair, clad in a pair of black panties and a dark purple bra. Dalia stood bare in the quiet of her closet, her skin illuminated by a gentle light, as she sought a pair of underwear amidst the hanging clothes.

"Alpha, do you have a spare set of underwear I can borrow? I only have one pair, and they are a little tight on me," Dalia asked the Dark Elf.

Rya gazes at the wolfkin and realizes that her body has matured, with her figure becoming more pronounced and her breasts appearing larger thanks to her pregnancy.

"Here, try these on. They're a bit tight on me, but they should fit you," Rya said as she strolled over to Dalia. She presented her with a perfectly coordinated set of black lace bras and underwear.

"You're the best, Alpha," Dalia says with a smile. She puts them on, and they fit her perfectly.

Dalia's bust appeared to have grown larger in the past few months. She is now filling out a full D-cup. The wolfkin slid on her panties and fastened on her bra that lifted and pressed her breasts together.

"Wow, those are perfect for you," Rya complimented the wolfkin.

Dalia's face turned red, and she smiled happily. "Y-Yeah... But I feel like my balance is off. I don't know how I can fight with these things. I'm used to my old ones. Plus, the extra weight is going to throw me off when I want to use my brawler moves. I need to be able to move quickly," Dalia complained about her big breasts.

"Well, maybe they'll go back to a normal size after you give birth. It happens to humans, so maybe it's the same for demi-humans," Rya replied while tapping her chin.

"Yeah... But if my breasts stay this big, I don't think I'd be able to fight," Dalia said sadly.

"You're worried about them bouncing around? I can understand that... But I know a solution," Rya said with a wink.

"Really?! What is it?" Dalia asks excitedly.

"Sports bras... But I need to find someone who can make them... I'll ask Quin about finding a tailor who can make them. Maybe a leatherworker could make them if nylon hasn't been invented yet," Rya pondered.

"Sports... Bra?... What's a sports?..." Dalia tilts her head.

"Huh? Well, sports are a game of physical competition. Sorta like your battle arena days, but from where I was from. They were way less lethal," Rya tried explaining.

"I see," Dalia replied with a bit of confusion. She was beginning to understand the meaning, but the concept of a non-lethal form of combat seemed ridiculous to her. What was the point of fighting if not to kill?

"Like there were races to see who can run the fastest or jump over hurdles around the track. There are also team games, and the best example would be a sport called soccer, or as they call it in their country, Football. And the goal in soccer is to use your feet to kick a ball into the opposing team's net," Rya explained.

Dalia never thought of a professional competition that didn't involve killing your opponent, and the idea of competing purely for fun was a foreign concept to her. "So, you didn't kill them when they lose?" Dalia asked curiously.

"What? OH!? No, no, no... You don't kill anyone in the sports games that I know of. And the winners and losers are not life and death either. They're just to determine the best in a specific sport," Rya said, realizing that she had to be careful with her wording.