Night has just fallen on the City of Townsville,
and in a house located in a forest just outside
the city, the Powerpuff teens were settling down
for the evening as Blossom and Bubbles changed
into their nightwear while Buttercup just fell
asleep on the couch.

Bubbles, in a blue nightgown, had just draped a
blanket over Buttercup when she caught a glimpse
of Blossom, in red and pink pajamas, washing up
after dinner. Impulsively, Bubbles surprised her
red-headed sister with a hugging embrace.

After regaining her composure, Blossom said,
"Umm... Bubbles? While I appreciate this, I'd
like to know why you're hugging me all of a
sudden."

"Sorry, Blossom," Bubbles replied. "I was just
feeling kind of snuggly this evening."

"Also," she added, "I don't seem to feel that
you're wearing a bra."

"Well, it is bedtime." Blossom said bluntly.

"I know." Bubbles said as she let go.
"It's just... Boobies, you know."

"Yeah, I know." Blossom answered. "Look, Bubbles,
I'm perfectly aware of you and Buttercup's opinion
on bras and while I accept your refusal to wear one,
I feel that it's my responsibly as leader and a role
model to encase my bosom in one of these supportive
undergarments, especially since all three of us are
so *ahem* well-endowed."

"Of course, but it's not like we actually need them.
I mean, we have super strength which means our backs
can totally handle the weight of these magnificent
shoulder-boulders." Bubbles said as she shook her
breasts left and right.

"That's not the point." Blossom interjected.
"I'm saying I just need to make sure the people
of Townsville see us as women with high morals."

"Yeah, you're right about that," Bubbles agreed.
"But couldn't you just take them off when we're
home with no one else to gaze longingly at our
gazongas?"

"Well, I suppose..." Blossom said, "But there's
still the Professor..."

"Blossom, we've moved into our own house." Bubbles
interrupted. "We don't have to worry about any men
eyeing these beauties while we're in here."

Blossom tried to find another excuse, but nothing
came to mind.

Bubbles calmed down and added, "Look, I get what
you're saying. I really do, but that doesn't mean
you need to wear one of these prisons all the time.
Sometimes, it's like I can almost hear your poor
melons crying 'Let us out! Please, we can't breathe
in here!'"

Blossom just lowered her head in guilt, but Bubbles
lifted it back up and said, "I'm sorry, Blossom.
I'm just saying that our girls are two wonderful
parts of our majestic bodies which nature gifted
to us, and I just believe that our bodies shouldn't
have to be confined everywhere we go. We should have
at least some time to be free so we could feel the
air on our bare skin, to gaze upon the parts of
them that puberty has improved upon, and most of all,
to caress and play with them so they can give us pleasure."

Blossom looked at Bubbles, then looked down at her own body.
It was clear to her that her sister made a convincing argument
as she looked upon her breasts hidden in her sleepwear.
"You're right, Bubbles, I guess I should at least give these
two some free time." She said while gesturing to her girls.

"That's great, Blossom." Bubbles said. "How about we start
tonight? A little bit of 'playtime' with just you, me, and
our bare bodies?"

Blossom thought it over and said, "Sure, I guess that would
be alright."

"Perfect!" Bubbles exclaimed. "Now let's get naked!"

Where would they start their "playtime?"