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Grand ENF Adventure! Part n+1

Anonymous Thu 08 Aug 2013 13:12:22 No.1605385 View View Reply Original Report

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This is the latest ENF thread. Post your stories, pictures, or whatever else you may find on the subject here!

ENF=Embarrassed Nude Female

It could be from someone walking in on her in the shower/bath, getting stripped in public, or anything, really. As long as she's naked and wishing she wasn't.

Junko II

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Junko II Thu 08 Aug 2013 13:13:22 No.1605387 Report

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So we've got one person saying 'reason with them, try to escape', one person who wants to reason with them and then go to a teacher, one person who didn't officially cast a vote but wants more nudity and one person who voted C, so I'm going to create a hybrid option.

I realise that actually, the notes they sent me could be used against these two, and I still have them in my bag. I'm not 100% sure it'll be enough evidence though, but maybe I can use them to gain an advantage here. "You know, I'm pretty sure a teacher would recognise your handwriting if I showed them those notes. Things would end pretty badly." I glance back at Yuri to see that she's braced against the door and it opens inwards like most toilet stall doors. It'd be a big risk to try and overpower her, and my brand new panties would be forfeit. The lock is in a poor state of repair, and I could just try to smash it so the door can open out rather than unlock it, but I doubt the teachers would be that sympathetic to someone who vandalised a toilet door, they could very easily just punish everyone involved in the incident in that case.

Junko II

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Part 3b

Junko II Thu 08 Aug 2013 13:14:22 No.1605388 Report

Quoted By: >>1605405 >>1605430 >>1605539 >>1605545

>Continued from >>1601091

A look of concern crosses not-Yuri's face before a confident smile returns that may or may not be faked. "Wow, nobody else thought of that, Jun. You're the smartest one yet. But you could have been smarter. If you take those notes to a teacher, we're still not letting you out of this stall without making a choice, and your clothes will have been shredded by the time you've explained your case. But, as a special reward for not grassing us up, we'll give you a bonus. You hand over those notes now, they go down the toilet, you get to keep your underwear but wear our special edition uniform. We'll even give you your clothes back at the end of the day."

I'm not sure now, I could go nuclear and try to bring these two down, probably land everyone in detention. I could take my evidence to the teacher at the cost of my clothes, but I don't really have the money to replace my clothes. Or I could meet them halfway. I guess it's not nearly as bad wearing those things if I get to keep my underwear.

PROMPT:
A) Junko smash, flee.
B) Make a choice now so these two get punished.
C) Compromise.

Junko II

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Junko II Thu 08 Aug 2013 13:15:22 No.1605389 Report

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And some images.

Junko II

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Junko II Thu 08 Aug 2013 13:16:23 No.1605391 Report

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Junko II

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Junko II Thu 08 Aug 2013 13:18:23 No.1605392 Report

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Saki

Saki Thu 08 Aug 2013 14:10:20 No.1605405 Report

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>>1605388
If anyone would be paying for a new uniform, it'd be them if they're punished. So B from me.

Saki

Saki Thu 08 Aug 2013 16:34:23 No.1605430 Report

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>>1605388
An animal is at it's most dangerous when it's cornered. Smash through and flee. Explain that we were desperate and took drastic measures. The teachers SHOULD understand.

Anonymous

Anonymous Thu 08 Aug 2013 16:50:22 No.1605432 Report

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>>1601091
Link to the old thread, since it isn't in the OP.

Anonymous

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Anonymous Thu 08 Aug 2013 20:58:23 No.1605484 Report

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Can we try to post more pictures this time?

Anonymous

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Anonymous Thu 08 Aug 2013 21:08:20 No.1605494 Report

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>>1605484
Eighty pictures were posted in the last thread before it hit the bump limit. In the thread before that, thirty-five.

People ARE making the effort, you should too, instead of complaining.

Anonymous

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Anonymous Thu 08 Aug 2013 21:09:20 No.1605496 Report

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>>1605494

Anonymous

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Anonymous Thu 08 Aug 2013 21:11:20 No.1605498 Report

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>>1605496

Prof Sai

Prof Sai Thu 08 Aug 2013 21:24:21 No.1605504 Report

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>>1605494
I posted about half of them. Perhaps we ought to have separate ENF threads for stories and pics?

Anonymous

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Anonymous Thu 08 Aug 2013 21:31:23 No.1605513 Report

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>>1605504
I still feel like that's a terrible solution. Like making a thread about May, because the Pokemon thread didn't post enough of her.

Anonymous

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Anonymous Thu 08 Aug 2013 21:37:21 No.1605522 Report

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>>1605513
Besides, even in the thread that someone made that was dedicated to just images, people only posted a handful of pictures.

Anonymous

Anonymous Thu 08 Aug 2013 22:15:22 No.1605539 Report

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>>1605388
Smash through.

Misa

Misa Thu 08 Aug 2013 22:52:22 No.1605545 Report

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>>1605388
Yep, haul it.
Also, finally have the hook for the new story. Should go up later tonight.
Would people prefer I stick with freeform chapters where you can improvise on what to do, or should I provide set choices?

Saki

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Saki Thu 08 Aug 2013 23:19:23 No.1605555 Report

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>>1605545
Why not both? That is, have some simple scenarios for people to pick from, and then have a final choice be "Write In" or something.

That said, been kinda distracted today, so I'm not sure if I'm posting a chapter today. There should be something sometime this weekend.

Junko II

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Part 3a

Junko II Thu 08 Aug 2013 23:54:22 No.1605562 Report

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This one skipped a couple of potential choices because they seemed repetitive, and I'd rather speed through to some new content.

I don't want to hang around these two any longer, and suddenly shove into Yuri, causing the door to fly open and both of us to go down in a tumble of limbs. I'm sure not-Yuki ended up with a brilliant view of my arse and pussy at that point, but I was too busy escaping to care. The two blackmailers seem too shocked that I would leg it to react, and I make it into the hallway. I'm not pursued, presumably because the two aren't willing to cause a commotion out in the open.

I head, pantiless to the staff room to explain my situation, which takes a while. The notes are compared to samples of work and Edogawa-sensei is summoned to provide the note he confiscated. Eventually I am believed and the two girls (the leader of which I learn is called Yuuko) are metaphoricaly dragged in. They say they weren't intending to go as far as I claimed and that it was just a harmless prank. Unfortunately for me, none of the evidence actually suggests their modified uniform plan, and the uniform itself, along with my panties are nowhere to be found. Yuuko says she 'lost' them.

Surprisingly, after revealing this, she calmly pulls out her wallet and hands over, in cash, the exact ticket price of the panties, to the nearest Yen (Lucky! I got them on sale, so I even made a profit on this exchange.). I guess she's loaded in addition to being a ninja seamstress.

This gesture doesn't placate the teachers, who assign several days detention to each girl. A lot less than they could have had, but the two seem skilled at fibbing their way out of trouble. I'm landed with a reflectionary essay on the important of not allowing things to escalate for breaking the door, but the deadline isn't for ages. I'm even given the rest of the morning off to go and buy some more panties. All in all, that could have gone a lot worse.

Junko II

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Part 4b

Junko II Thu 08 Aug 2013 23:57:23 No.1605567 Report

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I walk back to Junes, hopefully not looking too obviously without underwear. I only tug my skirt down a couple of times. The same clerk from before looks surprised to see me.

"Um… I need to buy a second pair of panties." I squeak. "Someone stole mine." She immediately looks very worried and pulls me close to her, which apparently involves sliding a hand up my skirt and feeling my bare butt. "Oh dear~, that must have been horrible. That was the last pair in your size of that kind, but to cheer you up, I'll give you the next model up at no extra cost, it's not in the sale but you'll get the sale price too!" I'm not sure what she means by "next model up", but I shouldn't look a gift horse in the mouth, and pulling away from her somewhat 'overprotective' hands, say that that'd be great. She returns with a pair that's very similar to the one I was wearing. Looking at it, I can hardly tell the difference, so maybe the 'next model' is higher quality fabric or something.

"It's nearly the end of my shift, sweetie, so I'll take you to the till and ring you up myself so you can get the discount." She hurries me over to an empty till and processes the transaction. I have quite a bit of the money Yuuko gave me left over after paying. "Here you go!" the chirpy woman beams, handing me the tiny piece of fabric. Trying to elegantly put on a pair of side-tie panties while wearing a skirt is impossible, but I'd rather not have one more second of breezes down there, and heading to the changing rooms would only attract more attention from the clerk.

Junko II

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Part 4c

Junko II Thu 08 Aug 2013 23:58:23 No.1605569 Report

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By the time I make it out of the shop, something seems off. I come to the horrible realisation that the waistband doesn't feel half way up my butt any more. It's maybe a quarter of the way up. Thinking I maybe put them on wrong, I try to discreetly tug them up and find that there's no more material to tug. I duck into an alley and confirm that the situation is the same on the front. Pretty as they are, these more expensive 'next model up' panties have about half as much material in them. Either I let them sit naturally, and you can actually see the top of my pussy peaking out, or I tug them up to cover my slit and create the mother of all cameltoes, which is far more uncomfortable.

"Calm down Junko, you're getting a more expensive product for free, and they're still the nicest pair of panties you own, it's probably fine. And anything else I could have bought wouldn't have matched my bra." I think to myself. Now, I've got some money left over, so I could stop by a fast food place on the way back (I'm pretty hungry, having skipped breakfast, so an early lunch wouldn't go amiss.), which has the advantage of meaning I have more time at lunch to check out clubs. I noticed on the main timetable of the staff room that most clubs are demonstrating at lunch this week. Or I could head straight to school and have lunch in the cafeteria. Maybe someone interesting will be there.

PROMPT:
A) Eat out. Check out clubs during lunch.
B) Eat in school.

Picture: While technically not ENF since she's clearly not embarrassed, those panties are similar in cut to what we're now wearing.

Saki

Saki Fri 09 Aug 2013 00:13:23 No.1605573 Report

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>>1605569
A

Junko

Junko Fri 09 Aug 2013 00:24:22 No.1605578 Report

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>>1605569
Before I say anything about how much I love whatyou've done with the story,
I have to beg you to always link to the previous page in your posts!
That being said. I really wanted to get Junko into a club. maybe art or swim club in particular. A all the way.

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Part 4.5

Junko II Fri 09 Aug 2013 01:35:21 No.1605623 Report

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>>1605569

I'm hungry, cafeteria food is never that good and there's a WcDonalds just over the street. Looks like there's a new special on. Some kind of Habanero Burger. Pity I don't like spicy food, so I just pick up one of their large chicken burger meals and look for a place to sit down. I wouldn't normally justify this many calories, but I accidentally skipped breakfast so I deserve it.

I can feel a problem with my new extra-tiny panties. Because they're barely tall enough to cover a quarter of my arse, there's a natural tendency for them to ride down. By now the back is sitting where my butt meets my thighs, covering approximately zero percent of what panties are supposed to cover, and threatening to slip down further, which I bet has pulled the front out of whack too. Careful positioning is required for it to cover anything, after all. Why didn't I realise this before I picked up a tray of poorly balanced food? I'm not really wearing panties at all, like this they're basically a couple of garters that happen to be linked together. I should tie them tighter next time.

Putting that thought aside, I happen to see a girl wearing my school's uniform, from the looks of things she's from the year above. What's she doing off campus at this time? Her skirt seems to be far longer than the regulation one, coming way past her knees, and her boyish hair is blatantly died a brownish green colour. She's in a seat facing the window so I can't see her face. I could go and talk to her, possibly make a friend, but there's no way I'd be able to fix my panties in a window seat at a bar without flashing the whole street, so I could find a seat in the corner and do that. She looks to be mostly done eating though, so if I waste time retying my panties at a different table she might just leave.

PROMPT:
A) Introduce ourselves to this green haired girl. (Optional: Write in an introductory phrase or question for us to open with.)
B) Fix our panties in peace.

Misa

A Special Night: Prologue

Misa Fri 09 Aug 2013 01:48:22 No.1605627 Report

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"Reika,

Come to the Ristorante on the strip. Dress nice. And no, contacts don't suit you.
9PM, sharp.

From, an admirer."

Could her luck finally be changing!? That night in holding had been hell on so many levels, and her parents had perpetually grounded her when she wasn't at school.

No, not because had been locked up. If they'd known about THAT, she'd probably have been shipped off to Singapore.

Somehow, word had not gotten out about that. Not even her permanent record. "This was a warning." That was all the cop told her, and she was let go, no ifs ands or buts, with a perfectly normal uniform to boot.

That just meant explaining why she came home in the middle of the night. A surprise party was the best she could think up, and it was believable enough to get her one heck of a dressing-down. (So to speak.)

It hadn't been much better outside of her home life. After school meant heading straight home, and her best friend was not on speaking terms with her. (Gee, wonder why.)

As far as Reika could TELL, she'd been forgiven, but her friend most certainly would not forget.

So one could expect the notion of a real honest-to-god date had her practically dancing on the ceiling.

Her parents? She begged. Pleaded. Bartered, anything to get their permission to go to her friend's 'birthday party'.
A week's worth of chores as payment and an Oscar-worthy performance later, and they finally agreed.

So there she was, sitting at the candlelit table, hands in her lap, restless to say the least. Oh, she dressed to kill. Sleeveless black dress with thin straps, ankle-length skirt with a hint of calves exposed, petite heels, no socks.

Even a petite girl in glasses like her could turn heads in that outfit. Or so one would hope.

It was 8:55. She had been directed to a special table, reserved just for her. That was ten minutes ago. No sign of anyone.

Misa

Misa Fri 09 Aug 2013 01:49:22 No.1605628 Report

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>>1605627
What did she expect? Any number of things. A dashing man in a tuxedo, a mature senior in a private school uniform, even a street-smart boy her age would've met her expectations swimmingly.

Reika got none of the above. 8:58. Nobody.
Seconds ticked by, and oh, they took forever. Then she finally broke, and waved down a nearby waiter with a heavy accent, despite being as faux as they came.

"Um... excuse me. Has anyone shown up yet? I'm supposed to be meeting a-..."
"Ah, yes, so sorry... it just slipped my mind. A note, for the megane-fatale."

She wasn't sure whether to take that as a compliment or not, but she still took the note without complaint. "Reika."

That was her name alright. In the prettiest of cursive-penned calligraphy.
She opened it, barely even noticing that the clock had long since struck 9PM.

"You're probably wondering where I am. Well, sweetheart, I guess you're not as bright as you look. You've been duped. Stood up isn't really accurate, since I never planned on showing up.
For what it's worth, I'm sure you look dazzling. No one ever questioned your charm or your looks, least of all me.
So let's get to it. Sure enough, you are there for a very good reason. I trust you'll forget all about this little deception in due time. You can leave whenever you feel like, no one will object... but I imagine some will most certainly notice.
Until we next meet."

Reika's fingers were red as she gripped the note, practically stabbing into her palm through the torn paper. Of all the nerve! What kind of self-centered, egotistical, heart-breaking ASS would do this to her!?

Oh, she'd leave alright. Then she'd go home, hit the internet, and make it her life's goal to find whoever was responsible and-

Misa

Misa Fri 09 Aug 2013 01:50:22 No.1605629 Report

Quoted By: >>1605636 >>1605646

>>1605628
And. Well... sure enough, she made to get up and go as directed. Only something stopped her right in her tracks. The faint but distinct sound of tearing fabric.

That of her dress. Coming apart from the center of her back and straight down.

She was already on her feet by the time she realized it, meaning whatever had ripped her dress had done its damage all the way down to her waist.

Which meant for that heart-stopping moment before she hurriedly sat back down, the rear of her strapless matching bra and a hint of simple panties had been plainly visible.

Reika was red-faced, an indecisive mixture of fury and deathly embarrassment as she stared around.

No one noticed, but it was well into the hour that the nightlife was at its peak. Every table around her was either occupied or reserved, and she was far from the entrance, an easy twenty-thirty feet, the route lined by all manner of guests, waiters, and adjacent tables.

She had to get out of there. Fast. But how? She deliberately sat away from the rear of the seat far enough to avoid whatever had rended her attire, but close enough to keep its torn state concealed, chancing a backward look to see what the culprit was.

Deceptively simple. A tiny metal hook was at the top of the chair, and at some point, -someone- had hooked the collar of her dress right over it. Gravity did the rest of the work when she stood up.

The how didn't really matter. The who did,
but it could wait.

For now there was only the what, as in what on earth was she going to do?

DECISION:
A. Wave down a staff member for help, or at least one hell of an explanation.
B. Get up, try to keep your dress together with your hands, and make for the door.
C. [creative option]

Anonymous

Anonymous Fri 09 Aug 2013 01:52:21 No.1605630 Report

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>>1605623
Go talk to the girl and ask her where she got her long skirt from. With panties like her's, Junko needs a skirt that long.

Misa

Misa Fri 09 Aug 2013 01:55:22 No.1605634 Report

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>>1605623
A. "Um, hi, I guess you hated the cafeteria food too?" [smile]

Misa

Misa Fri 09 Aug 2013 02:04:23 No.1605636 Report

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>>1605629
In case there's any confusion:
Yes, this is the antagonist from story 2.
And yes, that is the same outdoor market the protagonist went running home through.

Saki

Saki Fri 09 Aug 2013 02:41:22 No.1605642 Report

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>>1605623
Probably a bit too late, but...

Long skirt? Dyed hair? Off premises when she probably should be on them? Sounds like a deliquent to me. Not someone we want to mess with. B

Saki

Saki Fri 09 Aug 2013 02:53:22 No.1605646 Report

Quoted By: >>1605669 >>1605742

>>1605629
Can we get the hook off the chair? Perhaps we can do some minor damage control and temporarily bind the two ripped sides together (perhaps at her butt to keep her panties hidden).

Whether that fails or not, ask a waiter about what the hell is going on.

Junko II

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Junko II Fri 09 Aug 2013 03:27:23 No.1605654 Report

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>>1605623

I don't need to turn back into the old Junko. New Junko can strike up conversations with strangers. I hope. I sit down next to this girl, keeping my legs closed. Just walking across the restaurant seems to have caused even more slippage. Keeping my thighs together is all that's keeping my panties up at this point. "Um, hi, I guess you hated the cafeteria food too?" I try to not sound like someone who just narrowly avoided letting her underwear hit the floor of a fast food joint.
"It's not bad, but these habanero burgers are the best." the girl replies. I now see that she has indeed gone for the special. This close, I can also see she has grown a few cup sizes since she last bought new shirts, and her buttons are doing an admirable job containing her more-impressive-than-yours chest. The rest of her looks pretty athletic though, she looks more buff than most guys. I wonder what her workout is. "You'd think a mainstream place like this would make some weaksauce sauce, but this stuff has a kick on it like you won't believe. Made with real Dorset Nagas from England. If you don't wash your hands three or four times with a ton of soap before masturbating, boy will you know about it."

She sounds like she's speaking from experience, so I'm not really sure what to make of her attitude. It could be friendly, it could be vulgar, I don't really know. Although from the sounds of things, it's probably good that I chickened out of special (no pun intended). Her last comment stopped my train of thought dead. All I can imagine is 1,000,000 Scovilles interacting with my most sensitive place. I should try a more standard tack. "I- I'm Junko, who might you be?"

Junko II

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Part 5b

Junko II Fri 09 Aug 2013 03:29:24 No.1605656 Report

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>>1605654

"I'm Hadzuki." she punctuates this simple sentence with an odd smile and offers her hand to me. I shake it, an unfamiliar gesture that feels awfully Western. I detect a hint of Kansai in her accent, but it's barely detectible, and there's something else there I can't recognise, probably foreign. Noting that I didn't get an option regarding skirt length, I ask another question. "Pleased to meet you. What's with the skirt? I thought it was miniskirts for all here." That phrasing wasn't the best, I'm immediately reminded of the thing I could have ended up wearing, which is to my skirt what Hadzuki's is to mine. This question causes her look down at my legs. The length of the side ties on my panties combined with how far south they've drifted means I can see the lace ties hanging from the bottom of my skirt, but I hope she can't. Maybe you'd have to be looking for them to see them.

She looks back up. "There's a couple of girls who customise uniform items. I got them to do it. I checked the school guidebook and they forgot to say how short or how long the skirts have to be. Didn't specify a material for the shirts either. Clearly written by a total numpty. I'd lose all my cred if I wore a short skirt. Not tough-looking enough." I wonder. Two girls who modify uniform items. Sounds like those two get around. She's finished her food by now, and gets up. "Nice meeting you, Junko. I really have to dash now. Need to set up for the mahjong club, bye!"

Junko II

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Part 5c

Junko II Fri 09 Aug 2013 03:31:22 No.1605657 Report

Quoted By: >>1605665 >>1605684 >>1605695

>>1605656

Mahjong club? What. I can't let this one go. I swivel round as she heads for the door. "Wait, you're in the mahjong club? I totally would have said you were the sporty type." Hadzuki replies. "I do boxing too, but the school doesn't offer it. I'll talk to you about it at mahjong if you check it out. Oh, and I love those panties. Mega cute." And with that, she walks out of the door. I turn as red as a human can go, and look down. In my haste to ask that last question, I forgot to keep my legs closed, and from the state of my underwear, she surely saw a lot more than just my panties.

I check to see that nobody's looking and re-tie them, extra tight this time. A little camel-toe is worth not repeating that scene. I pay special attention to the tiny scrap of fabric that's meant to cover my slit, and adjust it so it's covering as much of me as possible. I finish the rest of my food, and set off back for school. I don't have a huge amount of time before lunch starts.

I don't get that far down the road before yet another problem appears. A tingling sensation in my crotch starts turning into a burning feeling. It takes me about a minute to realise what's going on. There must have been some of the burger sauce on Hadzuki's hand, which I shook, and then used to fuss over my panties. The sauce on those burgers must be ridiculous. I certainly couldn't see any on my hand, but even third-order contamination must be too much. It's not unbearable, but it sure is distracting. The cynic in me thinks this was deliberate, but I doubt you could plan the events that just happened. I'm having to will myself to not rub at my pussy in broad daylight, because I know it won't make it any better. How am I going to fix this?

PROMPT:
A) Endure it. Head straight back to school and wash myself properly in the showers.
B) Deal with it now. Head back to WcDonald's and see if I can use the customer toilets.

Saki

Saki Fri 09 Aug 2013 03:38:24 No.1605665 Report

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>>1605657
B sounds like the best option.

Misa

Misa Fri 09 Aug 2013 03:41:23 No.1605666 Report

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>>1605665
Agreed, lest it get worse on the way.

Saki

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Saki Fri 09 Aug 2013 03:47:23 No.1605669 Report

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>>1605646
To clarify what I'm going for with this suggestion, take the hook off, use it to bring the two ripped halves together like a clothes pin, and possibly pinch the hook so it doesn't undo itself easily.

Junko II

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Part 5.5a

Junko II Fri 09 Aug 2013 04:30:22 No.1605684 Report

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>>1605657

I'd better do something about this before it gets worse. But I've never tried to wash my pussy in a public toilet, it doesn't sound easy. I head back to the WcDonalds and look around. There's only one customer inside at the moment, and it's a man, so I'm probably capable of going unobserved in the women's toilets for at least some time.

Picking the basin furthest from the door, I untie my unfortunate panties and stuff them in by blazer pocket. My skirt had better go too, I don't want to walk out of here with a suspicious wet patch. I also roll my thigh-highs down to make sure they don't get wet either. Gotta work quickly. I get one leg over the basin to minimise splashing and start the tap running. Applying copious amounts of hand soap, I begin to sooth my burning lower lips. It takes five applications of soap before the feeling subsides, although by then, it seems that it's been replaced with another feeling.

Junko II

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Part 5.5b

Junko II Fri 09 Aug 2013 04:31:22 No.1605686 Report

Quoted By: >>1605690 >>1605710 >>1605726 >>1605825

>>1605684

Get it together, Junko, you're not masturbating in a public toilet. At this moment, I hear the noise of the door opening, and panic. I've got to get into a stall. I can't get my leg down from the basin fast enough, and turn round to see a completely dumbfounded looking office worker. I'm there, bottomless in a public toilet, water dripping down my legs and as it seems to any observer, playing with myself. I can't even process my embarrassment, but it at least seems that this woman can't either. I bolt into a stall and lock it behind me. Drying myself off with toilet paper, I put my clothes back on, ensuring my tiny panties are secure. My shirt got a bit wetter than I'd have liked, but it'll dry off quickly when I get outside, but there's no way I can face that woman again. I wait until I hear her enter a stall before unlocking mine and vacating the establishment as fast as my shaking legs can carry me.

I manage to make it back to school without any other disasters happening, so now I'd better pick a club to check out. I could go and see Ms. Capsaicin Fingers at the Mahong club, or check out the Swimming club and meet Natsu again, or I've been thinking about the Art club, maybe I could see what that's about.

PROMPT:
A) Mahjong
B) Swimming
C) Art

Saki

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Saki Fri 09 Aug 2013 04:38:23 No.1605690 Report

Quoted By: >>1605721

>>1605686
Strip Mahjong, wardrobe malfunctions/skinny dipping, or becoming a nude model.

Choices...

I'll hold off on a vote for the moment.

Anonymous

Anonymous Fri 09 Aug 2013 04:45:22 No.1605695 Report

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>>1605657
A. The thing with spicy food is you can't do anything to it unless you've got milk handy. Since the capsaicin dehydrates mucus membranes like lips and tongues, adding water just prolongs the reaction.

Anonymous

Anonymous Fri 09 Aug 2013 04:56:23 No.1605710 Report

Quoted By:

>>1605686
A.

Misa

Misa Fri 09 Aug 2013 04:59:22 No.1605715 Report

Quoted By:

>>1605669
I'll try to go with a two-vote consensus unless one stands out(or is the only suggestion).
That said, someone likely planned for that eventuality... but she can certainly try.

Anonymous

Anonymous Fri 09 Aug 2013 05:15:23 No.1605721 Report

Quoted By: >>1605727

>>1605690
That's pretty meta. but you're probably right.

Honestly I'd be happy with any of the three.
But I'm going to deviate from my norm of picking the safe choice for the character and vote art club.
Because reasons.

Anonymous

Anonymous Fri 09 Aug 2013 05:25:24 No.1605725 Report

Quoted By:

Mahjong

Anonymous

Anonymous Fri 09 Aug 2013 05:27:24 No.1605726 Report

Quoted By:

>>1605686
Art club

Saki

Saki Fri 09 Aug 2013 05:31:22 No.1605727 Report

Quoted By:

>>1605721
I'm tempted to go with A just because I want to play out a Strip Mahjong game, but I don't know shit about Mahjong.

That said, I just don't see a "safe" choice for any of those (mostly because I immediately see the ENF can come from in all three choices.

...Oh, hell with it. Mahjong club it is.

Anonymous

Anonymous Fri 09 Aug 2013 05:33:22 No.1605729 Report

Quoted By:

visit Natsu at the swim club

Saki

Saki Fri 09 Aug 2013 05:43:22 No.1605733 Report

Quoted By:

>>1604944
This whole situation is making you sweat bullets. You really wish you had something to drink right now. A thought crosses your mind.

“Mmm…” You manually make your breathing sound more labored, and clench your chest. You were in the drama club in middle school. Hopefully said talents will pay off once again.

“Umm… are you all right?” The previously confused boy asks, who’s now more concerned than confused.

“I-I’m fine. This happens a lot…” You “stammer”. “I… just haven’t had a chance to take my medicine. I hate to ask, but could one of you buy me something to drink? I’m not allowed to actually take things from the store unless I can buy them, but I don’t have any money…”

The boys look at each other, and nod. The more devious one quickly goes to the drinks and grabs an Oolong Tea, placing it on the counter. You smile, ringing it up with the rest of the items. “Th-thank you… my medicine is right down here,” you gesture under the counter “so if you’ll give me just a second I’ll get your book.”

You duck down below the counter, and quickly undo the strings at the top of your apron and quickly shift it down so the apron covers both your back and your front. You also open and take a quick drink of the tea.

“I’ll be getting your book now.” You say, popping up from behind the counter and making your way to the shelves. You can’t see it, but the devious boy’s jaw drops as soon as he sees your new makeshift skirt. You do hear him whisper something before you hear a “Really?” from the confused boy in a disbelieving tone. “Get out of here, dude.” You then hear footsteps heading outside.

Saki

Part 11

Saki Fri 09 Aug 2013 05:44:24 No.1605734 Report

Quoted By: >>1605735

Saki

Saki Fri 09 Aug 2013 05:45:24 No.1605735 Report

Quoted By: >>1605738 >>1605829 >>1605843 >>1606087

>>1605734
“Do you want this in a separate… where did he go?” You ask the confused boy, who is the only one at the counter now. “Guess he didn’t want it.” The confused boy shrugs.

“Well, thank you for the help with my medicine.” You say, smiling. “You mean the medicine you didn’t take?” He responds, with a smirk to counter your smile..

“I… don’t know what you mean.” You say, trying not to sound nervous. He chuckles. “Don’t worry about it. You were just trying to get out of his “brilliant” plan. I have a girlfriend, so if I need to see someone bottomless I’ll just ask her. You’ve probably had it rough all day, so you deserve a break.”

“You have no idea...” You say, relieved. “Well, this is your total.“ The boy finally pays for his food, and goes to leave.

*GROOOOOWL*

“….I take it you haven’t eaten anything today, either?” The boy asks, stopping mid-stride. “N-not lately.” You reply, your face burning red.

“Tell you what. I’ll grab another basket and pick out some food. Then you can pick out some stuff you like and I’ll get it for you.”

“Y-you don’t have to do all that…” You say, nervously.

“Well, I assume the part about having no money was true.” You nod to this. “I just can’t a girl go hungry like that.”

Do we let the boy buy us food? He seems rather nice, a stark contrast from his friend. You don’t see any real way he could trick us here, and it HAS been a long time since we’ve eaten. The last thing we need is our roaring stomach getting us into yet another predicament.

Saki

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Saki Fri 09 Aug 2013 05:50:22 No.1605738 Report

Quoted By: >>1607275

>>1605735
Wasn't quite the seductive method that was suggested, but I think I managed to include both options well enough

Misa

Part 1

Misa Fri 09 Aug 2013 06:24:22 No.1605742 Report

Quoted By: >>1605743

>>1605646
Reika's gaze turned back towards the small hook on the chair which seemingly was the cause of all this mess.

The thought crossed her mind to use it as a pin of sorts, at least until she could get home to do some more proper sewing, only it didn't budge.

It was as if someone had hammered it into the top of the chair, to the point that she had no chance of removing it without a tool of some sort.

In short, her efforts were wasted. Though it at least meant she didn't need to get someone's attention. Before long, a passing waiter noticed the girl with the open-back dress pulling at the top of the chair.

"Excuse me, miss." That stupid accent. It was the same guy!

"W-...what? Your stupid chair ruined my dress, so the least you could do is help me get this hook off!" She sat back, and gave a frustrated gesture to the culprit.

As if it were totally normal, the man looked from it, then back to her. "...miss, it won't do to blame your cheap material on our furniture. Nonetheless... as it appears you have no host attending..."

The waiter gave a look to the empty table, then to its flustered attendee. "...or any intention of placing an order, I'm afraid I must ask you to leave. We are quite busy."

Oh, how Reika would have loved to prove him wrong and order something to buy herself some time, only... she was well and truly broke.

The dress had no pockets, after all. Why would she bring money to a date? The boy was expected to handle things like that, wasn't he? Except she was lacking one of those, too.

"Look, he said he'd be here at-... hold the phone here, who gave you that note!? Are you in on this?!" She sharply raised her voice and managed to accomplish nothing but drawing a few stares from around her.

"Sorry, miss. It was given to me by a greeter, so I haven't the slightest idea. Now then, if you aren't ordering anything... please be on your way."

Misa

Misa Fri 09 Aug 2013 06:26:22 No.1605743 Report

Quoted By: >>1605744 >>1605829

>>1605742
Reika fumed from where she sat, reaching behind her with one hand to clench her dress shut. No way was she giving anyone a free show, even if it was just her back and shoulders.

"I am not leaving here until my date arri-"
The waiter gave a resigned sigh, looked to the door, and clapped his gloved hands once in a decisive manner. A younger, far more imposing man in a suit that made him look less like restaurant staff and more like a yakuza was approaching at a brisk pace.

Reika's mind was left racing as she considered her options, but she wasn't able to sit calmly for long. Her face slowly lost all color as she watched the figure draw ever closer, though the bouncer was not the cause.

No, it was the sensation of her partly visible bra's support tightening, as if someone was pulling on the back of it. How was that even possible!?

As she mentally flailed for an explanation, and tried to keep her breathing steady, a backward glance provided her answer. She saw the glimmer of a barely visible extension of fishing line reaching down from the rafters, with another small hook having ensnared the rear of her bra, the line pulled taut to the point that she could barely move from the chair.

If that man tried to pull her away with that wire latched onto her underclothing and her dress almost rended in two, it would not be pretty.

A] Undo the bra and make a break for it.
B] Try to reason with the staff.
C] [Creative Option]

Saki

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Saki Fri 09 Aug 2013 06:37:21 No.1605744 Report

Quoted By: >>1606121

>>1605743
Can't think of anything creative in this case, so A it is.

...Now if you'll excuse me I'm going to amuse myself with the fact that my capcha has Saki in it.

Anonymous

Anonymous Fri 09 Aug 2013 08:41:22 No.1605816 Report

Quoted By: >>1605819

I'm wasting my time. like. I need to find something to focus on or I'm going to lose my mind. Naturally I'm on my cell phone so I can't post any pictures. I only just had the idea that maybe I could scribble something down here instead.

This will be made-up-as-I-go. at least for now as I'm writing just to keep my sanity.

at first I was drawing a massive blank on what to write about. then I remembered a setting elsewhere on the board that lends itself perfectly to the subject.

So. give me a minute and I'll have the start of something churned out.
>>1603566

Makoto

Time Trials - Page 1-1

Makoto Fri 09 Aug 2013 08:54:23 No.1605819 Report

Quoted By: >>1605823

>>1605816

I don't usually dream a lot. But as I lay asleep on aparticularly gloomy sunday night with school the next day, I began to notice my mind wander.
I felt like I was floating... yet somehow falling at the same time. I could see myself floating suspended in a field of endless white. My cute Hello Kitty pajamas-don't judge me- were nowhere to be found.
The white began to faze out and a small grassy village started to fill in the gaps. Thatch huts dotting the plains and people walking around wearing thick wool garments. I started to hear the clamour of people and the bleeting of sheep as I felt my consciousness returning.

I've never been one to think too hard on the meaning of dreams. I was completely ready to dismiss what had just happened as inconsequential.

But as I rubbed my eyes awake the sound of sheep hadn't ceased. I could smell the scents of wheat and what I hoped wasn't manure. And I could feel blades of grass on my bare bottom.

Makoto

Time Trials - Page 1-2

Makoto Fri 09 Aug 2013 09:15:23 No.1605823 Report

Quoted By: >>1605824

>>1605819
Any drowsiness I had quickly dissipated the moment I realized I was laying naked in some sheepherder's village who knows where.
I instinctively cover myself and take in my surroundings.

It was the same as my dream. If I didn't know better I'd say I was in some Mongol village - I didn't even know there WERE still villages like this anywhere. I shiver in the cold and try to find a place to hide my naked body.

Covering my breasts as best I can with one arm and my flower with the other hand, I dart awkwardly behind one of the huts. I feel my nipples press against my arm reminding me that it's freezing cold, explaining the villagers' heavy outfits. Unfortunately the village doesn't have any kind of arrangement to it, there was no defined center or outskirts, just different huts in different spots with different orientations.

I pretend. as hard. as I can. that I didn't just step in sheep poo as I ran. "it's just mud" I promise myself.
How I evade the gaze of the villagers is a mystery to me. a pale naked girl in a sea of tan dark-haired folk wearing thick dyed wool outfits. luckily the village is not very large. there can't be more than 20 people, 40 sheep, and 10 horses total.

Praying no one sees me in my completely inadequate hiding spot, I try to figure out what's going on.

I was asleep. I had that weird dream. and now I'm here. naked.

I poke my head around the corner of the hut I've chosen as a hiding spot. I carefully determine no one is inside, and then duck in for cover.

There's a pile of hay with wool bedding, and sparse furnishings made mostly of leather and some wood. I open a chest at the foot of the bedding and bless my luck to find a wool coat inside.

I don the coat. it's itchy. My shivering nipples itch as they brush against the wool. but at least I was covered.

No longer feeling exposed, curiosity overcomes my helplessness and trepidation as I step outside to take in my surroundings.

Makoto

Time Trials - Page 1-3 (Prompt)

Makoto Fri 09 Aug 2013 09:25:23 No.1605824 Report

Quoted By: >>1605830 >>1605845 >>1605856

>>1605823
As I step outside, every step and minor movement of my body causes me to itch. THe scratchy wool hadn't been treated in any way. Grandma's itchyb knit sweaters have nothing on these.

Dark faces pass me as I take in the sights of the village. they seemed to take notice of me, but disregard me. Funny how far the local threads can get you. I wondered what they thought of me.

It seems I'm free to roam around. No one's giving me the evil eye, and it's not so much cold anymore as it is itchy.

Do I walk around the village, or think back to home?

PROMPT:
A) Wander
B) reflect on home
C) Write-in

Junko II

Part 6a

Junko II Fri 09 Aug 2013 09:26:23 No.1605825 Report

Quoted By: >>1605826

>>1605686

The people have spoken, and they want mahjong.

I'll go and see what's going on at the Mahjong club, I'll have another chance to check out other clubs after school. I have a little difficulty locating the room (I eventually locate a map with the clubroom locations on it), but lunch has only just started, so this isn't terrible. It's not amazingly well-attended. In addition to Hadzuki, there's a couple of boys who seem to be more interested in watching random NicoNico videos on a tablet, a serious-looking girl with a hime cut, and surprisingly enough, Yuuko without her accomplice Yuri, who looks, like me, to not be a regular member.

Yuuko notices me but seems to want to pretend that we don't know each other, to not acknowledge my minor victory. Hadzuki, on the other hand greets me warmly. "Oh, Junko, glad you could come. Now we've got four people so we can get a game going." She seems to either not count the two boys as people, or knows they're not really interested in playing. "I assume everyone knows how to play mahjong?" Hime cut girl nods. I respond, actually being quite a good player myself, but not wanting to overstate my skill in case Hadzuki is a real pro "I know the rules, but I wouldn't say I know how to play.", which I guess is technically correct, in that way that the more you learn about some subjects the more you feel you don't understand them. Yuuko replies "I've played before, but it was a while ago, I'm not sure I can remember all the yaku." I don't think that's a bluff. She did pride herself on being sneaky but not a liar, although I wouldn't put it past her to be economical with the truth.

Junko II

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Part 6b

Junko II Fri 09 Aug 2013 09:27:24 No.1605826 Report

Quoted By: >>1605827

>>1605825

Hadzuki says "Don't worry, we've got yaku sheets. Since this is a special session, and most of the regulars aren't here," the next clause seems to come with a titanic sense of inevitability, "let's play strip mahjong!" This immediately causes both me and Yuuko to sense the opportunity for revenge. I bet I'm probably better than her, but I'm not confident about beating Hadzuki, and the hime cut girl is an unknown. "Hmm… no takers? I guess it's not fair to make three newbies play against a regular. I'll give you guys a head start." Hadzuki immediately removes her blazer, tie, shoes and socks. "Players start on zero points. Two thousand per garment removed, ten thousand for the last one. Ari ari red hanchan."

With those rules and Hadzuki's handicap, that puts her one moderately bad discard away from being down to her panties, although anyone could still lose everything if they deal in to something massive. And it's not a lot of points in a game, so it probably won't even last the full hanchan before someone's, ahem, bottomed out. With her handicap I'm probably at an advantage. Thanks, Old Junko for being a loser who wasted too much time on online mahjong, New Junko's going to clean up. I'll risk hime cut girl being some secret pro and go for it. "Okay, l… let's do this.", I stutter. Well, I still need to work on those communication skills. Yuuko seems blinded by the need for revenge, and sits down at the shuffling table. I take a seat to her left, with Hadzuki to my opposite me and hime cut girl to my left.

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Part 6c

Junko II Fri 09 Aug 2013 09:28:24 No.1605827 Report

Quoted By: >>1605828

>>1605826
<No, safe optionfags, there's no way out of this one.>

It doesn't take long for Hadzuki's handicap to disappear. She wins trash hand after trash hand as dealer, and pretty soon everyone else is still on zero while she's got a buffer of points and just as much clothing as she started with. I can tell that Yuuko knows how to play to at least some degree, but she's predictable and goes for flashy hands too much which never pay off. I finally manage to call a win with a trash tsumo of my own, if only to end Hadzuki's winning streak. It feels a little disappointing that Hadzuki gets to pay me out of her points, so she still hasn't lost any clothing.

Hime cut girl's dealer now, and dressed similarly to Hadzuki from her winning streak. I still don't know how she plays. She hasn't really done anything of note. Too soon into the hand, I hear "Ron. Chiitoitsu" The first words to have come from her mouth since I entered the room. She's made no calls of any kind and ignored the conversation. Well, by 'conversation' it's mainly Hadzuki talking at people about boxing and me trying to be polite about a subject I don't understand. Her hand wasn't massive, but with these rules, it's enough to wipe out my points and lose me my shirt, which I remove with shaking fingers. Hadzuki comments "Oh, they match, how pretty." and leans to get a closer look at my bra. She even goes far enough to rub the material between her fingers. "So soft too." Yuuko fails to hold back a snicker. I'm not really sure what to make of this, my blushing response has been overloaded a bit today. The two boys glance over and then glance back. Maybe girls getting stripped is too common an event for them, or perhaps they're just too good at pretending not to stare.

Junko II

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Part 6d

Junko II Fri 09 Aug 2013 09:30:24 No.1605828 Report

Quoted By: >>1605831 >>1605837 >>1605842 >>1605858

>>1605827

The next hand is an exhaustive draw, and the position of dealer moves on to me, and my terrible luck continues, as I'm dealt crap and it's all I can do to make it to tenpai before another draw. My second deal is a lot better. I get into tenpai fairly quickly, and it looks like nobody else is ready, but the hand is fairly cheap, if reliable, with a triple-sided wait on all live tiles. I reach for a thousand point stick to riichi, but realise I haven't got any points. I'll have to voluntarily take off my skirt, exposing these panties underneath, and without that riichi, this hand is worthless. I've got to start winning somehow, but I'm really hesitant about losing my last item of real clothing.

PROMPT
A) Take off our skirt to try and go on the attack.
B) Play defensively and hope we can upgrade this to something where we can win without spending any points, or get a lucky tsumo.

This would have fit into three posts, but the paragraph breaks were in the wrong places. Also no, I don't have the space here to explain mahjong. Hopefully I've done it in an abstract enough way that it doesn't matter.

Anonymous

Anonymous Fri 09 Aug 2013 09:34:23 No.1605829 Report

Quoted By:

>>1605735

Let him buy the food.

>>1605743

No option but A here.

Anonymous

Anonymous Fri 09 Aug 2013 09:43:24 No.1605830 Report

Quoted By: >>1605833

>>1605824

I suspect that the fact that B is even an option means it must do more than you'd think, so B.

Makoto

Makoto Fri 09 Aug 2013 09:45:24 No.1605831 Report

Quoted By:

>>1605828
If you sell your skirt for points to wager then there's no hope in bluffing. I vote play defensively.
Junko appears to know her way around a mah jong table, so I feel like waiting for another player to slip up is her best chance.

Makoto

Makoto Fri 09 Aug 2013 09:56:22 No.1605833 Report

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>>1605830
I suppose I left that rather meta didn't I?

Anonymous

Anonymous Fri 09 Aug 2013 10:45:23 No.1605837 Report

Quoted By:

>>1605828
With the luck she's having, I wouldn't be surprised if this is the only good hand she gets for a while. Go for the attack.

Misa

Misa Fri 09 Aug 2013 11:51:22 No.1605842 Report

Quoted By:

>>1605828
I'll say B.

Misa

Misa Fri 09 Aug 2013 11:52:22 No.1605843 Report

Quoted By:

>>1605735
Oh, and yes, let him.

Misa

Misa Fri 09 Aug 2013 12:01:23 No.1605845 Report

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>>1605824
I'll go with wander, try to ask about the surroundings and location. Assuming people speak the same tongue...

Makoto

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Makoto Fri 09 Aug 2013 14:21:25 No.1605856 Report

Quoted By: >>1605862

>>1605824
>B Reflect on Home

As I stared at the unfamiliar faces I thought about how different this was from home. How did I get here? The last thing I remember I was in my cute Hello Kitty pajamas in my nice soft bed... looking over at my alarm clock...

As my mind mapped out the details of my room I started to feel like I was nodding off. My body felt light and I started falling backwards; but slowly, as if I was weightless. The wool coat started to feel heavier on me until it felt like it was falling straight through me.
And the rural village started to blur into a cloud of white.

I feel like for an entire moment all my consciousness had stopped.

When I came to, my bare bottom bounced onto my bed as I landed from my slow-motion fall.

I was back in my room. The familiar sights and smells of a normal bedroom. Everything was as it should be. No nomads or sheep or Yurts.

I appeared to be sitting on something and gave it a little tug to see what it was. The Hello Kitty shorts I wore to bed last night slid out from underneath my bottom. After looking around I found the top too.

Was it a dream? I don't smell... "Mud." anymore. And there's nothing on my feet. But how did I land in my bed? And I know I wore pajamas to bed last night... did I take them off in my sleep?
If it was a dream what did it mean?
If it wasn't... what WAS it?

My train of thought grinds to an abrupt stop as I look at my alarm clock. 35 minutes later than I normally wake up.
"OH MY GOD, I'm going to be late!" I shrieked. I threw on a uniform and bolted out the door. Skipping my shower, my breakfast, brushing my teeth, and worst of all my coffee.

"Great way to start a monday Makoto..."

Juko II

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Part 7a

Juko II Fri 09 Aug 2013 14:32:22 No.1605858 Report

Quoted By: >>1605859

>>1605828

I don't want to risk my skirt on something like that, and besides, it wouldn't be very stealthy. I just discard as normal. Before my next turn, Hadzuki discards my winning tile, and it was the dora too! I could have wiped her points out an put me in the lead at least with a riichi ippatsu. Hit any ura-dora and it would have gotten her shirt. I suppose I should have gone for it.

Fortunately, a couple of go-rounds later, I draw the less valuable non-dora win, and at least collect some points. With Hadzuki and hime-cut, I only manage to eat into their reserves with such a cheap tsumo, but Yuuko still hasn't won a single hand all game, so she has to take off her shirt to pay. I'm still less clothed than she is, since her bra is disappointingly white and sensible (and her boobs are fairly average, which still means bigger than mine), while the lacy thing I'm wearing is a millimetre away from a nipple slip.

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Part 7b

Juko II Fri 09 Aug 2013 14:33:22 No.1605859 Report

Quoted By: >>1605861

>>1605858
The deal after that ends with Yuuko hitting Hadzuki for a simple yaku-hai. She must have realised that flashy hands are getting her nowhere when everyone's trashing everything. This still isn't enough to get rid of all of Hadzuki's points, and she's still in the lead (and too appears slightly disappointed by Yuuko's pedestrian underwear). The next hand is total crap. So crap even, that I have enough terminals to call a reshuffle, which elicits an annoyed grunt from hime-cut, who was apparently given an easy win.

The next hand I get, the first where Yuuko is dealer makes me burst out laughing. So much for stealth, not that it would have mattered. My first move is to say "Double riichi!", also demonstrating that I'd gotten a pure luck hand with no skill involved whatsoever. The others seem spooked by this play, since I'm in tenpai and they've got nothing to base their discards on, although Yuuko manages to get to tenpai and throw out a riichi. It slows them down enough that I eventually self-draw my winning tile. I triumphantly tip my hand forward to reveal 112233p123m11123s, with a 9-man as the dora indicator, and to my surprise, a 2-man as the ura-dora indicator. I rattle off the list of yaku. "Double Riichi Pinfu Tsumo Iipeikou Sanshoku Dora Ichi Ura Ichi Junchan. Sanbaiman,". It's fitting that I'd clean out with a "Junchan", given Yuuko's previous attitude.

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Part 7c

Juko II Fri 09 Aug 2013 14:34:22 No.1605861 Report

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>>1605859
This happens to be all of Hadzuki's remaining points. She confidently strips off her shirt, showing off a black sports bra (which must be reducing her apparent cup size, so those boobs must be huge without it) and what appears to be a set of washboard abs. Hime-cut girl has to lose her skirt, shirt and bra to pay, which she slowly does. I feel a bit bad for her, since I wasn't trying to target her. It seems that her "bra" was a white sarashi, although it wasn't covering much of a pair of breasts. She's red-faced, sitting in her fundoshi with her arm covering her nipples. Luckily, my win was big enough to end the game, so she's only got to sit like that for a short time.

After the riichi stick she threw in, the payment Yuuko has to make is more than enough to completely wipe out Yuuko. She glares at me as she strips off her skirt, revealing a dull pair of white cotton panties, and then takes off her underwear before covering herself awkwardly. Even this doesn't seem to have been able to attract the attention of the two boys. Hadzuki may have been right considering them non-people. Totalling up what she'd got, she finds herself still a thousand short.

Hadzuki, apparently having the time of her life, chimes in "Oh dear, looks like you're not wearing enough to pay. Standard rules say the winner gets to make you do a forfeit in exchange. Nothing too time consuming though, if we're quick we can still get another game in before the end of Lunch. Of regular mahjong, of course."

What "standard rules" is she talking about? Is there a charter for this, or is she just making shit up as she goes? Anyway, I get to make Yuuko do something. What should it be?

PROMPT: Write in with an idea for a forfeit. (Anything excessively cruel will be vetoed.)

Makoto

Time Trials: Page 2-2

Makoto Fri 09 Aug 2013 14:37:23 No.1605862 Report

Quoted By: >>1605863

>>1605856

After showing up barely on time, the rest of the school day went off without a hitch. By Monday's standards anyway.

"You ever have a dream you think is real?" I asked my friend Saki as she took a bite of her fast food burger.
"Totally. This one time I dreamed I was dreaming about a dream where this guy... um... there was a thing. And he rode in a Zeppelin... and I think I was an Airline Steward... I forget the rest. Why?" She replied candidly.
"I had a really realistic one last night." I responded before taking a sip of my soda. "I was spirited away to some Nomad village. Then I woke up naked in my bed."
"Sounds like rape to me. YUP. That'll do it." This is why I loved Saki. Her sense of humor always cheers me up.
"Oh stop!" I teased back, "if that counts as rape than what YOU did to me over Winter Break would land you in jail."
"Pssht. You were asking for it and you know it. You little slut." Saki winked, and we both laughed at our inappropriate sense of humor.

When the laughter died down I stole a glance at the store's clock, making sure I had enough time to make it home before cram school.

Before I could even process the location of the hands I started to feel fuzzy. My mind started going black and everything I could see started glowing and shimmering like brilliant white diamonds. I started falling backwards, but somehow the chair didn't topple over with me. My mind went totally blank.

Only a few seconds later, I open my eyes.

VROOOOOOOM!
"Kyay!" The deafening sound rocked my body to it's core, and I ducked as a car drove right past me. I looked around, and found myself standing on top of some kind of skyscraper.
But... the car... how did the car get here?

I shivered. It was windy up here. I go to tug at the sleeves of my uniform to hide my hands from the wind to find the sleeves absent. With the rest of the uniform with them. I was once again naked.

Makoto

Time Trials: 2-3 (Prompt)

Makoto Fri 09 Aug 2013 14:52:24 No.1605863 Report

Quoted By: >>1605891 >>1605893 >>1606014 >>1606033

>>1605862
I stand up, recovered from my brush with near-death at the hands of a drunk driver who nearly ran me over atop a skyscraper.
I wrap my chilly breasts in my arms and take in the view. I stood atop one of thousands of shimmering Skyscrapers in an endless sea of chrome.
Overhead I could see more cars like the one that nearly killed me criss-cross across the sky. Along with giant floating structures suspended from the sky as if by wire.
I look down and can't even see the ground.

"This is getting out of hand." I say to myself. I can't even hear the words reach my airs, the sound of wind tears past me. "I've got to get inside... I'll catch cold and die up here. If I don't get ran over first."
I trudge to the access stairway at the center of my skyscraper. The wind makes it hard to walk, but I make it there with time. I was lucky no one else was up here, asides from the driver I don't think anyone's seen me.
An even greater stroke of luck is that the access stairway door wasn't locked. In fact it slides open as I draw near, and slides close after I pass. "Weird..."

As I descend I read the signs for the floors. 192-B: Cybernetic Implants, Cyber-Therapy, Gene Therapy.
191-B: Laser Diagnostics, Nano-Surgery, L-17N Treatment.

I was in some kind of cutting-edge hospital.

I stop to think about my situation. The simplest egress would be straight down the stairwell. But then I'd be on the ground level naked. Maybe I could slip onto one of the floors and steal a pair of scrubs of a lab coat, then make my escape. Maybe I should just wait it out. Last time I wound up somewhere strange I just... "fell" back where I was supposed to be after half an hour.

What should I do?

Makoto

Makoto Fri 09 Aug 2013 14:56:24 No.1605864 Report

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>>1605861
Something standard. Have her picture taken and added to the wall.

Saki

Saki Fri 09 Aug 2013 16:19:24 No.1605891 Report

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>>1605861
Torn between >>1605864 this (only instead of adding it to the wall we keep it for ourselves, as a preventive measure against any possible revenge plots), some naked jumping jacks, or having her stay that naked through the entire normal mahjong (though if the game gets too long and we get in danger of lunch ending we'll let her put her clothes on early so as to not make her late).

Will think on it. Though I'm leaning towards my first idea.

>>1605863
To be fair, we also wound up where we were supposed to be naked. Do we really want to be at our Cram School naked?

(Well, yes *we* do, but you get that I mean.)

Of course, even if we did grab clothes they wouldn't stick with us anyway. Even still, just sitting around isn't going to help us wrap our heads around what the hell is going on. Nab some clothes and get out of there.

Saki

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Saki Fri 09 Aug 2013 16:21:25 No.1605893 Report

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Makoto

Makoto Fri 09 Aug 2013 16:29:22 No.1605896 Report

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>>1605893
Like the stay-naked option

Saki

Saki Fri 09 Aug 2013 19:31:24 No.1606000 Report

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>>1605896
I do too, but I kinda want a safety blanket for the possibility of Yuuko getting an idea for a revenge plot..

Perhaps if both of us stay in the Mahjong Club we could agree to keep any revenge attempts in forfeits from Mahjong matches.

With that mindset in mind, I'll go with my last suggestion, making Yuuko stay naked throughout the normal Mahjong match.

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Anonymous Fri 09 Aug 2013 20:58:22 No.1606014 Report

Quoted By: >>1606039

>>1605863

If we have a choice, we should probably grab clothes that make us look like a patient, not staff. It's less suspicious for a patient to be lost and clueless.

Makoto

Time Trials: 3-1

Makoto Fri 09 Aug 2013 22:25:24 No.1606033 Report

Quoted By: >>1606036

>>1605863
If I go down the ladder, I leave naked.
If I try to hold out until I return home... if it even works like that, I go home naked.
The only option that gets me any chance of my naked body going unseen would be to grab an outfit from some of the staff.
Granted, when I do find myself whisked home-again, IF it works like that- then I still return home naked... but I'll cross that bridge when I come to it.

I choose a floor at random. I must look like an idiot trying to peer through the access door to see if anyone's on the other side.
It looks clear... but I can barely see at all.

Well, I thought to myself as I approached the automatic door, here goes nothing. And I stepped through the door.

I keep low to the ground, holding my breasts in my arm and my womanhood in my hand. Unfortunately I don't get very far.

VRRN. A soft synthesized voice reads an alarm. [Contamination_detected. Floor_188-B. Fire_escape_door. Commencing_Lockdown_of_Contaminated_Area.] Green lights fill dart across the hallway, and somehow the light itself is impermeable, it's as if it's a solid object. I can't get past, I'm trapped here. [Security_is_en_route. Decontamination_unit_en_route.]
"Oh my god Sirri, shut up!" I curse. I find myself shaking. They're going to find me here naked and there's nothing I can do.

I expect to see a swat team. Maybe I'll get blasted by a firehose, arrested, interrogated, and then admitted to the mental ward. I shake, feeling completely helpless, expecting the worst.

"Acknowledge." I hear a woman's voice
[Decontamination_Detected_in---] the alarm continues going off.
"Acknowledge alarm! UGH, why do I always have to yell at this thing, I thought the ITs fixed voice recognition in this ward."
[Alarm_Acknowledged. Have_a_pleasant_day_Dr._Ackerman.] Whrr.

"Hello there." The doctor said to me calmly. "What's your story? Dressed like that... let me guess, escaped from mental?"

Makoto

Time Trials: 3-2 (Prompt)

Makoto Fri 09 Aug 2013 22:37:22 No.1606036 Report

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>>1606033

"Um... no." I respond.
"No, not you," the Doctor mused, "you look more... adventurous than that. Let me guess, gender reassignment surgery, got cold feet at the last minute and booked it?" Was she joking? The doctor seemed completely unphased by my nudity, if anything it was just a clue for this little game she was playing. Or was this the "Gallows humor" I had heard about in Hospitals.
"Um, not exactly..." I want to tell her everything. About how I don't know where I am or how I got here. But somehow I don't find the words. She wouldn't believe me and have me put in the looney ward.
"Well, I love a good guessing game as much as the next girl," the doctor started, "but I have to be in surgery in forty five minutes, so as much as I'd like to stay and chat I need to wrap this up and get you to where you need to be."

The doctor's eyes met mine. Her eyes were brown. But I could see tiny green letters dart across her pupils. Lines and graphs, like she was scanning me.
"Huh. I don't have your chart here. I have to ask, how did you get here?"

I feel like this is the pivotal moment. I could tell her the truth. Tell her I'm not from this country--world--wherever I am. Would she even believe me?
I could bluff like mad. I'm sure there's SOMETHING I could say to her that would land me on the ground floor in a new set of threads.
Maybe there's a way I could escape. I could try to sweet talk her just long enough until she drops the containment field.

The green glow returns to her eyes as she scans me a second time. "Well?" She asks.

Saki

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Saki Fri 09 Aug 2013 22:50:22 No.1606038 Report

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>>1606036
Tell her the truth. Maybe she can help you?

Also, ask her where you are, exactly. It's obviously a hospital, but...

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Anonymous Fri 09 Aug 2013 22:52:22 No.1606039 Report

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>>1606014
That is a strangely appropriate picture

Makoto

Makoto Fri 09 Aug 2013 22:55:22 No.1606043 Report

Quoted By: >>1606050 >>1606051 >>1606072

>>1606036
How am I doing so far. I haven't been as conversational as the other writers. I'm very open to feedback. If you like, or dislike, anything about what I write, let me know.

Saki

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Saki Fri 09 Aug 2013 23:14:22 No.1606050 Report

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>>1606043
It's interesting. I've been mostly curious to the why and how things are happening in this one. I personally don't have any real dislikes about it Perhaps the scenarios should be a little longer? Of course, we're still kinda introducing things so maybe later.

Misa

Misa Fri 09 Aug 2013 23:16:22 No.1606051 Report

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>>1606043
I love the mystery angle, I want to know what's going on just about as much as what's going to happen next.
And agreed, tell her the truth.

Makoto

Makoto Fri 09 Aug 2013 23:20:23 No.1606053 Report

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>>1606050
Holy shit. I didn't realize I accidentally gave Makoto's friend your name. Sorry about that. I'll change it the next time I right it in.

Saki

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Saki Fri 09 Aug 2013 23:27:21 No.1606059 Report

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>>1606053
Unless she's gonna play a huge role in the story I wouldn't worry about it. Not like she's the only Saki to ever exist, and I doubt it's gonna make things confusing.

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Anonymous Fri 09 Aug 2013 23:43:22 No.1606072 Report

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>>1606043

I think it's lacking gravitas, but has promise. The girl's a complete outsider with no social ties, so at the moment she doesn't have anything to lose. I feel a little more could be at stake for her. Maybe this will change naturally.

Anonymous

Anonymous Fri 09 Aug 2013 23:52:23 No.1606077 Report

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>>1606072
There's quite a bit at stake in the real world, it seems like.

Saki

Part 12

Saki Sat 10 Aug 2013 00:32:23 No.1606087 Report

Quoted By: >>1606089

>>1605735
“W-well, if you insist, I suppose I don’t have a choice…” You say. The boy smiles. “Right, I’ll be right back.” He puts his bags of food down and grabs the basket, and walks off.

You watch the boy as he collects various things, and smile. “This isn’t going to get you in trouble, is it?” You ask, worried about potential troubles with his girlfriend if word got out.

“Oh, not at all.” The boy responds. “She knows I have a bleeding heart of sorts and has accepted it. She also knows that at the end of the day my love belongs to her, and no one else.”

You smile again. “That’s sweet.” You wish you had a boyfriend like that, or a boyfriend at all. Your mind wanders a bit as you imagine yourself holding hands with a boy, walking along the beach. You talk about various things, none of it bearing any importance other than signifying how much you two enjoy each other’s company. As you and the boy look into each other’s eyes, you lean over and-“

“Hey!” You feel something bump into you from the front. “Ah!” You say, looking down. It’s the basket. It didn’t really hurt or anything, but it did startle you. Especially the… sharp poke? Probably some stray plastic or some such.

“Oh, sorry about that. You were daydreaming and I was trying to get your attention, but…” The boy says. “No, no, it’s fine, really.” You say, laughing at the irony.

“Well, here you go.” The boy says, picking up the basket. “Pick whatever you want.” You nod and smile. “Okay!”

You lean over to look at the contents of the basket. You don’t want to be greedy, but at the same time you want to get enough to eat that your stomach will stop screaming at you before you can go home and get something to eat proper.

Saki

Saki Sat 10 Aug 2013 00:34:23 No.1606089 Report

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>>1606087
Just before you reach to grab something, you suddenly see the basket get whisked away, almost immediately accompanied by white fabric obstructing your vision for a moment. “Ah! What the-!?” You look up, and the boy is laughing heartily, with your gym shirt attached to the basket. “Man, I knew you weren’t wearing a bra the moment you popped out from the counter!”

You quickly cover your chest with your arms, too stunned to say anything. “Don’t worry, not *everything* I said was a lie. I do have a girlfriend. In fact, we love playing pranks on others. She’s gonna love to hear about this. Actually, if she were here you’d probably be naked already, masturbating at the door trying to get your clothes back. I’m not that sadistic, I just want to make your life a little more hellish. ”

“Give me my shirt back, or…” You snarl.

“Or what? You’ll call the police? Good luck with that, what with the video camera recording your bare ass for God knows how long. Hell, you’re probably enjoying this anyway.” The boy grabs his bags, pulls the shirt off of the basket, and looks at you. “Tell you what. I’ll give you your shirt back, if you give me your shoes and socks, as well as doing 50 jumping jacks. You’ll also have to take off your apron while you do them.”

“…Is that all?” You ask, glaring at the boy.

“Well, I can’t guarantee it will be the same shirt you were wearing just a minute ago. In fact, I think it already tore from the hooks I put on the basket.”

“Grr…” Great. Things just went straight to Hell. Asshole played you for a fool. Should’ve known better than to trust him, considering his friend. What about here? Do we even have a choice? Sure, if we keep the apron we’ll be mostly covered in the front, but it will still be obvious that we aren’t wearing a top under it, even from the front. There’s no guarantee that he’ll even give us the shirt back if we comply, either

Anonymous

Anonymous Sat 10 Aug 2013 00:36:22 No.1606090 Report

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>>1606088
Forget him, you've lost enough. Make most of what you have left. (Hasn't an hour gone by yet?...)

Saki

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Saki Sat 10 Aug 2013 00:45:21 No.1606092 Report

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>>1606090
Almost. Probably about ten minutes left maybe.

No guarantee the old man will show up on the dot, either.

(Keep forgetting to post pictures with my non-story replies.

Junko II

Junko II Sat 10 Aug 2013 00:50:24 No.1606093 Report

Quoted By: >>1606094 >>1606096

>>1606089

That's clearly a worse deal than nothing. Tell him to shove off.

>>1605861

Just pointing out that this is currently tied at one vote each for "Make Yuuko play another mahjong game naked." and "Take a photo of her and put it on the wall."

Anonymous

Anonymous Sat 10 Aug 2013 00:52:24 No.1606094 Report

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>>1606093
I don't really like the idea of subjecting her to anything, but I guess the former is more short-term.

Saki

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Saki Sat 10 Aug 2013 00:56:22 No.1606096 Report

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>>1606093
The funny part is that the deleted post I quoted was one saying they liked my "make her play naked" idea. It got deleted mere moments before I replied.

That said, it was originally gonna be just a plain trade, but I figured that was a trade too much in her favor (even if the shirt was ripped up some). So I put in the jumping jacks to make her do something humiliating.

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Anonymous Sat 10 Aug 2013 01:16:23 No.1606106 Report

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Junko II

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Part 8a

Junko II Sat 10 Aug 2013 01:26:22 No.1606114 Report

Quoted By: >>1606115

>>1605861

I bet this is nothing compared to what her "hard mode challenge" was going to be, so I say "How about Yuuko plays the next game dressed as she is." Yuuko looks shocked, but Hadzuki frowns. "Is that it? Maybe if we do this first." She gets up and pulls a chair over from another table, inverts it and sets it down on top of Yuuko's chair, and places a cushion on top of the upside-down chair. "Left leg outside the left chair leg, right leg outside the right chair leg. Makes it more fun!"

Yuuko certainly doesn't look like she's having fun, but Hadzuki moves right up to her and says "It's just a game. You'll probably get to see us do something just as silly if you come along again. And besides, someone as cute as you shouldn't have to worry about showing herself off to a few girls." She's forgotten the boys again, and punctuates that last sentence by lightly flicking Yuuko's nipple. This seems to have put Yuuko in a better mood, and she now seems merely reluctant rather than furious. I say "That works too, I guess." Given how much interest these girls take in other girls, and how little the boys do, I'd believe it if this place were the site of a test firing of that USAF Gay Bomb thing from the fifties.

She gets up onto the chair as the rest of us put our clothes back on. The effect of the setup Hadzuki produced is to both raise her lower body up to above the level of the table, ensuring her spread legs are in full view of everyone. Hadzuki has the best 'view' from across the table, but it's not like much of her is hidden from any side. She does seem to get into the flow of the game, and does better, as this isn't the trash-fest the last game was, so her fancy hands actually manage to come out a few times. The game ends with her in second, me in third, Hadzuki in last and hime-cut girl on top. I think Hadzuki spent more time admiring the view than she did reading people's discards.

Junko II

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Part 8b

Junko II Sat 10 Aug 2013 01:27:24 No.1606115 Report

Quoted By: >>1606117 >>1606118 >>1606123 >>1606128

>>1606114

When the game is over, Yuuko's splayed sitting position has sent her legs completely to sleep, and Hadzuki is all too eager to help her out of her seat, her hands going several places they probably shouldn't. "So that was mahjong club. Come back next time, it'll be fun!" she says as Yuuko glumly dresses and I head to my next lesson. The final two periods of the day are unexciting. I have to retie my panties once between them, and Science is a pain because of the strict No Blazer rule in the labs. Even the regulation shirts are slightly sheer and I'd prefer it if my bra weren't so obvious.

The end of the day signals the start of club activities proper. I've had enough mahjong for today, so I could see Natsu at swimming or check out the Art club.

PROMPT:
A) Art
B) Swimming

Anonymous

Anonymous Sat 10 Aug 2013 01:39:22 No.1606117 Report

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>>1606115
B. Go see Natsu.

Saki

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Saki Sat 10 Aug 2013 01:44:23 No.1606118 Report

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>>1606115
I *want* to go to the swimming club to meet Natsu again, but at the same time I want to check out the Art Club.

Eh, fuck it. Art Club.

Saki

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Saki Sat 10 Aug 2013 01:47:23 No.1606120 Report

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>>1606118
Also, we have like, what, five stories going on at the same time? Christ.

Misa

A Special Night: Part 2

Misa Sat 10 Aug 2013 01:47:25 No.1606121 Report

Quoted By: >>1606122

>>1605744
It had been made -patently- clear no one was listening to a word she said, much less any semblance of reason.

She didn't have time to flail about and try to get that line off her back, which had been perfectly positioned between her shoulder blades as if to make reaching it just about impossible.

Reika didn't like it, but her best choice was to let the fishing line have its prize. She carefully turned to one side, reached down the front of her dress, and deftly undid the fastening of the undergarment between her breasts.

With that done, it was just a matter of getting up and leaving a strip of cloth and a dangling half-fastened bra in her wake.

It was already behind her, she had to get out of that restaurant before whatever devious mind was behind all this put other ideas into play.

Her movement was awkward at best, what with one arm behind her to clutch the torn dress together and the other lightly draped across her chest to conceal her lack of a bra, and it would not be very difficult to notice at all.

As a small blessing, the staff seemed content to let her leave without incident. The abandoned table was already well into being prepared for a waiting couple, after a bit of clearing up.

That just left her escape route. Which really meant the front door, she wasn't about to go scurrying through the kitchen or diving out of a window.

No, Reika wasn't so proud that she couldn't stomach walking outside with a torn dress.
It wasn't like she was na-...

Her footsteps slowed to a halt with a light click of her heels just outside the door, realizing the evening felt very drafty. Then she saw why.

A downward glance affirmed what the breeze along her back, and a few assorted sounds of faint laughter confirmed.

Whatever fractional amount of cloth had held the dress together had been done away with on her way out. It was just her arm that held it to her chest, and barely together against her back.

Misa

Misa Sat 10 Aug 2013 01:48:25 No.1606122 Report

Quoted By: >>1606124 >>1606126

>>1606121
That didn't do anything to keep her panties concealed, though. It was like a pair of drapes had been drawn open to let anyone who pleased stare at her thinly-veiled backside.

Reika gave an exasperated huff, and kicked the front door shut from the outside with a backward thrust from a heeled foot, backing against it as she caught her breath. So much for their free show.

Reika stared around at the market, knowing her route home just became a lot tricker. She couldn't hold the dress together, cover her backside, and her chest all at once.
So how was she going to get back to her neighborhood without turning the head of every passerby in town?

A] They're just panties, keep the dress together and cover your chest.
B] Hold it together at the back with both hands, maybe no one will stare... much.
C] The dress is just going to slow you down. Ditch it.
D] [Write-In]

Misa

Misa Sat 10 Aug 2013 01:49:25 No.1606123 Report

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>>1606115
B) Swimming. Poor thing's been kept waiting forever.

Anonymous

Anonymous Sat 10 Aug 2013 01:52:23 No.1606124 Report

Quoted By: >>1606125 >>1606838

>>1606122
A. Much rather have someone see your underwear than your bare breasts.

Saki

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Saki Sat 10 Aug 2013 01:54:23 No.1606125 Report

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>>1606124
This. It's not like your panties are see-through.

Anonymous

Anonymous Sat 10 Aug 2013 01:57:21 No.1606126 Report

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>>1606122

D Take the dress and fashion an impromptu tube top by tying it around her chest.

Junko II

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Part 9

Junko II Sat 10 Aug 2013 02:21:22 No.1606128 Report

Quoted By: >>1606130 >>1606131 >>1606270

>>1606115

That Natsu girl seemed nice. Maybe I'll see what her club is offering. I head over to the pool, which is ominously outdoors. I see her standing around the pool in a very high cut racing style swimsuit with the school crest on it. "Oh, it's the girl from before. Hooray, someone new came!", the redhead beamed, and embraces me in a soggy hug. (What is with this school and skinship? Is every club run by raging lesbians?) I can see there's not a lot of standardisation among the swimsuits of the team, although most are a lot more conservative than Natsu's. "We're just doing casual stuff today, so anyone can join in. The changing rooms are over there!" She points to a nearby door.

"I haven't brought my swimsuit," I say, "gym class wasn't on today." Natsu replies "Oh that's fine, we've got an unused spare suit we bought with last year's leftover budget. You can wear that." She bustles over to a poolside equipment bag, removes a smaller bag and hands it to me. "Everyone else is done changing, so you'll have the rooms to yourself."

I walk over to the changing rooms with this ominous feeling package. I double-check to ensure the rooms have secure-looking lockers, which they do. Definitely don't want any ninja seamstress shenanigans. With trepidation, I open the bag to see a packet with a model on the front wearing a tiny sling bikini. It seems to consist of two half-inch wide navy blue loops of normal swimsuit material joined at the crotch. Curious, I open the packet to find I was wrong. The two strips aren't joined at the crotch, they're separate, and so this thing makes my side-tie panties look hassle-free in comparison. Do I really want to go outside wearing this? Is making friends worth that much?

PROMPT
A) Wear the swimsuit.
B) Go back outside and look for an alternative suit.

Saki

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Saki Sat 10 Aug 2013 02:27:23 No.1606130 Report

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>>1606128
With a suit that racy you might as well swim naked.

B

Misa

Misa Sat 10 Aug 2013 02:27:23 No.1606131 Report

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>>1606128
B. No way is she that desperate.

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Part 9.5a

Junko II Sat 10 Aug 2013 13:40:23 No.1606270 Report

Quoted By: >>1606272

>>1606128

This suit is unwearable, I'll go and see if Natsu has anything else, this must be a joke. I walk back to the pool, and Natsu swims over to me as soon as she sees me, leaping from the pool, splashing me again. "What's the matter, why aren't you getting changed?" she asks, confused.

"Um… I don't… I don't think I can wear this swimsuit. It's a bit… you know. Skimpy. And it looks like it'd… fall off." I reply.

"Really? I thought it was fine. And you have opened the packet. This is a problem. I know, you can wear mine. But to show you that suit's fine, I'll wear it. But if I can go until the end of the session without having to fix it, you have to put it on and swim five lengths and run five laps of the pool's fence, okay?" She says.

No way is that happening. She won't be able to keep her nipples inside that thing for five minutes, especially as she's more well-endowed than me. "Uh, seems fine, here." I hand her the suit, expecting her to head to the changing rooms, but she just strips her suit off where she stands, and steps into the two loops like it was normal. She positions both loops over her nipples and tugs the fabric so it's covering most of her labia and hands me her suit with a smile. Her areolae are pretty large, so they're permanently visible even with the suit in place.

I walk back to the changing rooms and change into her suit. It's obviously not too tight on the chest, but she's shorter than me, so it's a little stretched in the crotch region, and making a mission to embed itself where no man has gone before. It's easily got ten times the material of that other suit though, so I shouldn't complain. Securing my clothes in a locker, I head back out.

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Part 9.5b

Junko II Sat 10 Aug 2013 13:41:23 No.1606272 Report

Quoted By: >>1606274

>>1606270

Natsu swims back over to me and jumps from the pool again. To my dismay her suit remains perfectly in place. Must have been lucky. I'm instructed on the schedule and after some stretches, start swimming. I only have to dig my suit out of my crack a couple of times, and swimming is relaxing, and the other members seem nice (if mostly as touchy-feely as Natsu herself.) By the end of the session, to my horror, Natsu's suit is still in place, and I haven't seen her fix it once, even though I've been keeping an eye out. How does she even do it?

"See? Totally fine. Covers your nips and puss, reliable. Don't need anything else of a swimsuit." Natsu says, stating an incomprehensible ideology. I did agree to this, and disappointing this girl just seems wrong. She's already stripped the tiny suit off and hands it to me. I put it on over her suit and then strip off hers. It's a difficult manoeuvre, but it cuts out the walk from the changing rooms to the pool. I position the straps over my nipples and pussy as she did, although I suspect it won't matter.

"Wait, you're wearing it wrong." Natsu declares, and grabs the straps, rotating them and positioning two tiny embroidered school crests over my nipples. 'This is an official school item?' I think, incredulously. She finishes fussing over the positioning of the straps relative to my private parts before I can object, seemingly not caring about her nakedness. "There, perfect." Only then does she put her swimsuit back on.

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Part 9.5c (End)

Junko II Sat 10 Aug 2013 13:44:22 No.1606274 Report

Quoted By: >>1606324 >>1606924

>>1606272

I take a few steps over to the edge of the pool to begin my lengths. By this point, the rest of the club have stopped, and all eyes are on me. I'm already blushing like mad, and by the time I've reached the edge, geometry seems to have conspired to cause the two straps to separate, so my pussy is now mostly uncovered. "No fixing!" Natsu chimes from behind me. If I get into the water, at least I'll be partially hidden, I think, and dive in.

After five lengths, the suit is basically a total loss. One strap's now between my cleavage, and the other's slipped off to the outside. I don't want to get out of the water, but the faster I do this, the faster I can get some clothes back on. There don't seem to be too many people out on the fields, so hopefully my audience doesn't extend beyond the swimming team. Now basically naked, I plod to the outside of the pool and start my laps, tits flopping about as I run. Halfway through lap two, the strap not caught on my cleavage falls off my shoulder, but is wedged in my pussy and somehow doesn't fall off. It's just trailing after me.

I complete my five laps to applause from the team. Natsu is still looking confused "I don't understand. It was perfectly fine for me. Do some people just not know how to wear swimsuits?" I can only conclude that she has magical powers.

END

I didn't have any more material prepared, and didn't want to do another "walking home" story, and we've got a lot of stories on the go here, so this is the end. In case people were curious, Art club was the more embarrassing route. Junko would have been roped into being the subject of some body painting art, and then told afterwards that it takes six hours to dry. Also not wearing the suit was the more embarrassing choice there, as Natsu wouldn't have forbidden fixing it, and Junko wouldn't have been made to do laps. The bet was a choice everyone would have metagamed like hell, so it became not a choice.

Saki

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Saki Sat 10 Aug 2013 17:09:22 No.1606324 Report

Quoted By: >>1606491 >>1606499 >>1606624

>>1606274
A rather abrupt ending. I think something more... ending like would have been nice. Like, she walks home (no adventure or anything, just goes home), and then a small summary of how Junko's school life went afterwards, did she actually make friends?

All in all, it was pretty good. I do feel like the original writer gave the characters a bit more... personality? They seemed a lot more expressive (even if I didn't care for the actual emoticons in the story). I feel I don't have much room to talk myself, though, since I get the same feeling from my own story. In my case I'm not sure if it's me over-criticizing my work or an actual issue, though.

For the original author, it's not that I have a problem with emoticons in general, it's just that I feel emoticons have no place outside of conversation stuff.

Anonymous

Anonymous Sat 10 Aug 2013 21:46:23 No.1606491 Report

Quoted By: >>1606624

>>1606324
Agreed,I think there's room for a lot more story. Hopefully the original author is still interested.

Junko II

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Junko II Sat 10 Aug 2013 22:11:21 No.1606499 Report

Quoted By: >>1606560 >>1606574 >>1606624

>>1606324

Any epilogue I could write would probably end up feeling rather 'and they all lived happily ever after'. I get the point about the dialogue, I know I'm not the best writer of expressive dialogue.

I do have an idea for a continuation, but it'd more likely be a timeskip than either an epilogue or a 'Next Day' thing. If Junko I wants to take the story back, I'm fine with that too.

Anonymous

Anonymous Sun 11 Aug 2013 01:34:24 No.1606560 Report

Quoted By:

>>1606499
That's fine too!

Saki

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Saki Sun 11 Aug 2013 02:33:23 No.1606574 Report

Quoted By:

>>1606499
Well, like I said, I'm hardly great at it myself, so we're in the same boat there.

That said, a "happily ever after" ending isn't terrible, as long as it wraps things up. Of course, a continuation doesn't sound bad either.

Anyway, I've been playing Tales of Xillia and watching some ecchi anime that I never checked out from the past couple years. If anyone was wondering why I haven't posted anything story-wise.

Saki

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Saki Sun 11 Aug 2013 03:37:22 No.1606604 Report

Quoted By: >>1606656

Makoto

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Makoto Sun 11 Aug 2013 04:07:23 No.1606624 Report

Quoted By: >>1606627

>>1606491
>>1606499
>>1606324
>Original Author

With all due respect, fuck the original author. You don't start a story, barely get into it, and walk away. Junko 2 did more of the story than Junko 1, and in my mind is the rightful author.
You can't discard something and claim you retain rightful ownership.

Makoto

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Makoto Sun 11 Aug 2013 04:12:22 No.1606627 Report

Quoted By: >>1606635 >>1606837

>>1606624
With that being said. I happen to be the original author.

I can take it back if you want, but Junko 2 is better at writing ENF scenarios than I am. Also that would mean discarding Time Trials, which I'd be happy to do anyway. Because I'm an awful person who starts things only to not finish them.

Also I feel "Medium/short" is the proper length for these stories, otherwise you have to wonder if characters just get used to being naked.

Whatever /e/ wants.

Saki

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Saki Sun 11 Aug 2013 04:23:22 No.1606635 Report

Quoted By: >>1606648

>>1606627
Well, in that case I want to say don't be too hard on yourself. As far as Junko's story went in your case, I feel it didn't have a chance to really GET to the real ENF. Some stories strip a girl nude before the story even starts, and others make it a slow agonizing decent into humiliation. I saw yours going towards the latter.

Anyway, I say do whatever is more comfortable to you. You're writing things of your own accord and /e/ really doesn't owe you anything. If you don't feel you're cut out for Junko's story (or even Time Trials), then don't worry about it.

Saki

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Saki Sun 11 Aug 2013 04:51:25 No.1606648 Report

Quoted By: >>1607000

>>1606635
Also, I realized earlier today that I could have done something more more... fitting for Saki's ultimatum for her shirt back. Oh well.

Anonymous

Anonymous Sun 11 Aug 2013 05:38:24 No.1606656 Report

Quoted By: >>1606665

>>1606604
Suace please? i need that

Saki

Saki Sun 11 Aug 2013 05:46:22 No.1606665 Report

Quoted By:

>>1606656
I actually posted that here from the OCC forum. You should be able to Google Image Search it.

(Yes, even with a phone. There's a "Disable Mobile View" link at the bottom of the page when you're on a mobile device. You should be able to enable and use Google Image Search from there in the 4chan settings.)

Saki

Saki Sun 11 Aug 2013 05:52:24 No.1606666 Report

Quoted By: >>1606667 >>1606669

>>1606089
After all that’s happened in such a short time, you just don’t see this guy keeping his word on giving you your shirt back, ripped or no.

“Piss off, asshole.” You spit on his face. The boy is stunned for a moment, but simply laughs it off, wiping the spit off with your gym shirt. “Man, what terrible customer service. Maybe I should file a complaint. Oh well, that’s your choice, hope you don’t regret it.” The boy heads to the door. “Later, toots.”

You quickly readjust your apron to it’s original position after he leaves. As you suspected, your breasts spill out from both sides of the apron, threatening to pop out at the slightest provocation. As you look at your new hadaka apron look, you can’t help but think that maybe you *should* have given him that free show. You shake that thought off quickly.

You want to cry, but you won’t give that asshole the satisfaction. Mumbling curses to yourself, you walk out from behind the counter and grab that basket. You’ll explain everything to Masahiro later. If nothing else, it will give him something to do when there’s a lull in customers. You really don’t want to stay out from the other side any longer than you absolutely have to.

You look at the clock. Ten minutes until the Masahiro gets back, great. Maybe no one will come in.

Your hopes and dreams are shattered by a simple “ding” of a door bell. “Uh…” It sounds like an older man, in his mid-twenties. You can’t really tell because you refuse to look him in the eye. “W-w-welcome…” You say, meekly. You use your arms to cover the sides of your breasts, which has the unfortunate side effect of bringing even more attention to them.

Saki

Saki Sun 11 Aug 2013 05:53:24 No.1606667 Report

Quoted By: >>1606668 >>1606669

>>1606666
You try to look at him. You have two suspicions about him, and both are correct. Your guess in age from his voice was pretty close, he looks to be in his early to mid-twenties. You’re also completely right about him staring straight at you. You quickly avert your gaze, face burning with humiliation.

After what feels like forever (in reality, it was only a couple of minutes), the man walks up to the counter. You ring up his items, having to move your arms from their covering position. “Are you okay, miss?” He asks.

“I-I lost a bet…” Is all you can say. You silently berate yourself. Why not tell him the truth? Maybe he’ll help you. Would he even believe the truth? That asshole from before has gotten you too paranoid. “Ah, okay…” He says, leaving the conversation at that.

“P-please come again…” You stammer as he leaves. He pulls out his cell phone and calls someone as soon as he leaves. You don’t like the looks of that.

A moment later, that foreboding ding resounds yet again. You force your eyes shut. “W-“

“What the devil happened to you!?” Your eyes shoot open at the familiar voice. It’s Masahiro.

“I got… tricked.” You start. “Some boys noticed the security camera that points from behind the counter, and it went downhill from there…” Masahiro blinks, and looks at the monitor, but only for a split second before turning away and rubbing his temples. “Oh… dammit.” It seems he also forgot about the camera. “I’m sorry, Saki… that was all my fault. Tell you what. I don’t have any other aprons or clothes to spare, but you can have whatever you want from the store to eat. I’m sure you’re hungry. Think of it as an apology.”

Saki

Saki Sun 11 Aug 2013 05:54:24 No.1606668 Report

Quoted By: >>1606669 >>1606745 >>1606758 >>1606954

>>1606667
“…Really?” Your paranoia is cropping up again. “Of course! You helped me, and I’ve lived more than long enough to know that good deeds deserve rewards. I just wish I could do more.”

“Th-thank you…”

You grab a few of the things from that basket from earlier, and Masahiro pays for them himself. You run into the employee area in the back to eat. Afterwards, you poke your head in to the store proper. Seeing no one but Masahiro, you come in. “Leaving?” He asks.

“Yes.” You nod. “Thank you for the food.” Masahiro shakes his head. “Don’t thank me, you still have to go out like that.”

You frown. He’s right. There’s also the problem of which way do we go? Do we head back out the employee entrance and go through that alley again, or just head out the front door?

Saki

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Part 13

Saki Sun 11 Aug 2013 06:00:22 No.1606669 Report

Quoted By:

>>1606666
>>1606667
>>1606668
Forgot to put the Part number.

Anonymous

Anonymous Sun 11 Aug 2013 09:34:24 No.1606745 Report

Quoted By:

>>1606668
If she goes out the front, she'll most likely be seen. Unless going over the fence in the alley leads to where the entrance goes, I'd say go back and over the fence. It seems like it would be harder to get the apron caught on the fence since there's less to get caught on it.

Misa

Misa Sun 11 Aug 2013 12:31:21 No.1606758 Report

Quoted By: >>1606840

>>1606668
A better man would've given her some of his clothes, but whatever. Agreed on the fence.

Misa

Misa Sun 11 Aug 2013 16:55:23 No.1606837 Report

Quoted By:

>>1606627
I really like your writing style, as I've said, and I enjoy Time Trials a lot. I prefer a slow build as well, so I hope you keep this one going if nothing else.

Misa

A Special Night: Part 3

Misa Sun 11 Aug 2013 17:13:21 No.1606838 Report

Quoted By: >>1606841

>>1606124
Reika wasn't going to let a little thing like a drafty backside become a hindrance. Wasn't like she went around flaunting incident underwear like SOME girls she knew.

So after looking from left-to-right, as if waiting for the best opportunity to proceed, she finally moved away from the door and into the throng of passing shoppers.

Reika made for a strange sight, what with a hand across her chest and the other behind her just to keep that dress together, but beyond an occasional snicker, no one seemed to pay her much mind. The dense crowd offered that benefit, at least.

So if her estimation was correct, she didn't have much to worry about. The main street would take forever at this rate, but the side routes were much quicker if one knew where to go, and also much less occupied, aside from having assorted smaller vendors and much less room to walk in.

After deftly shifting away from what felt like some pervert making a grab at her rear, Reika made her way into the next alley at her left, and carefully walked past the first few shops. So far so good. Once she was through there, it was back to the more suburban areas, and barely a block away from home.

"Hey, lady."

The youthful voice stopped her in her tracks, and she turned down to see a boy little more than half her height peddling all manners of trinkets and assorted jewelry.

"Is flashing your underwear thing a new trend or something? Some girl was doing the same thing last week, only it was a shirt, not a dress... she was cuter, too."

Reika went red in the face as the words registered with her, on more than one level.

Last week... a fun little scheme that went way too far from the sound of things. And someone had tried to put her into a similar plight, apparently.

She was slowly putting two and two together, and the end result was not pretty. "Look, I just tore my dress, so no I'm not making a fashion sta-"

Saki

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Saki Sun 11 Aug 2013 17:13:21 No.1606840 Report

Quoted By: >>1606843

>>1606758
I don't disagree, but I think it's high time she started losing instead of gaining. *wink wink*

Besides, he's old. I don't think walking around shirtless would be good for his health.

Misa

Misa Sun 11 Aug 2013 17:14:21 No.1606841 Report

Quoted By: >>1606848 >>1606849 >>1606858

>>1606838
"You're not wearing a bra either."

It wasn't a question. She twitched and gave a downward look. Even with her arm set across the front of the dress, the sheer material didn't hide much.

"You know, I might be able to help you out, I'm sure I got some stuff you could put on, unless you wanna go make a scene in downtown."

The boy gave a knowing smirk, knowing full well there was one more assortment of shops before she could reach the adjacent neighborhood, and it was easily the most crowded.

A] Trust him, what harm could he do?
B] No way, get away from that kid.
C] [Write-in]

Misa

Misa Sun 11 Aug 2013 17:16:22 No.1606843 Report

Quoted By: >>1606844

>>1606840
this is an extremely nitpicky thing, but I reaaaally hate the lazy 'let's not draw eyes on unimportant NPCs' trend.

Saki

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Saki Sun 11 Aug 2013 17:24:22 No.1606844 Report

Quoted By:

>>1606843
It works better with the rightmost guy, where the hair is covering his eyes somewhat and giving him an "I'm evil!" kinda look. On the other guy it definitely looks stupid.

Anonymous

Anonymous Sun 11 Aug 2013 17:39:22 No.1606848 Report

Quoted By: >>1606903

>>1606841
I'd say hear what he has to say, but don't agree to anything yet.

Saki

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Saki Sun 11 Aug 2013 17:51:21 No.1606849 Report

Quoted By: >>1606852

>>1606841
If reading and writing ENF Stories has taught me anything, it's that you can't trust ANYBODY.

B

Misa

Misa Sun 11 Aug 2013 18:02:22 No.1606852 Report

Quoted By:

>>1606849
Very appropriate image, given what that kid did to #2's protagonist.

Anonymous

Anonymous Sun 11 Aug 2013 18:12:24 No.1606858 Report

Quoted By:

>>1606841
A. eh go for it he's a kid what's the worst that could happen pretty sure being caught by someone older could be a lot worse.

Misa

A Special Night: Part 3

Misa Sun 11 Aug 2013 20:54:29 No.1606903 Report

Quoted By: >>1606904

>>1606848
Reika gave the offer careful thought. On one hand, she was really close to her neighborhood, and it was a crowded street.

On the other... she'd had a close enough call on the way there, and that was because she had room to move. She might not be so lucky in closer quarters.

"Well... what kind of stuff are you talking about?"
The boy's expression shifted from a smirk to an outright smile.

"Oh, this and that. I got some fabric here you could use..." He held up a hand and leaned underneath the counter, scouring about through an assortment of containers.

Reika was skeptical to say the least, what was a kid specializing in gadgetry and knickknacks doing with -fabric-? She leaned over, trying to get a good look at the boy's equipment.

"Perfect, got just the thing." The boy was on his feet in an instant, reaching a hand forward... and with a lightning-quick movement, his hand flashed past Reika's shoulders with a faint 'snip-snip' sound.

He was still smiling as he set the metal fabric scissors down on the table, watching the straps of that black dress come apart instantly. "There we go, plenty of fabric."

Reika could only stare, stunned, as the dress fell down and forward, only held up by her arm across her breasts... though by that point it wasn't just concealing the sight of them through the dress, it was all that kept it from falling down completely.

"You-...you little-..."
"See? That's plenty for you to put on, isn't it? Just might wanna let it fall so you can adjust it a little, and voila!" The boy was all smiles as he snapped his fingers indicatively.

"You better fix this, I can't walk home wearing this!"

"Oh boo-hoo, I just finished the job, may as well let people see the rest, right?" His gaze went down to the hips of the dress with a smile.

Misa

Misa Sun 11 Aug 2013 20:56:23 No.1606904 Report

Quoted By: >>1606905 >>1606914

>>1606903
"Y'know..." He leaned forward more, noticing her heels. "I bet I could get a pretty penny for those. Leave them with me and I won't say a word, otherwise I'll let the whole street know we got another exhibitionist.... if they haven't noticed already."

The boy nodded behind her, and she nervously looked back... and sure enough, a few people had been staring at her underwear the whole time, not to mention her newly exposed shoulders.

"What'll it be, girl? I don't got all night, and you don't either. Hey, throw in the panties and I might even toss in a few yen." The laugh that followed sent a shiver down her spine.

A] Do as he says, better a little attention than everyone's.
B] Trust him AGAIN? Forget that, get away while you still can.
C] [Write-in]

Saki

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Saki Sun 11 Aug 2013 21:03:22 No.1606905 Report

Quoted By:

>>1606904
On one hand, the last thing we want to do is trust him again.

On the other, heels are hard as hell to run in. You would be better off running barefoot.

Do what he says, if only because it will be easier to get away with proper footing.

Junko II

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Junko II Sun 11 Aug 2013 23:02:23 No.1606914 Report

Quoted By: >>1606917 >>1606924

I was thinking of doing a follow-up to Junko's first day at school where she goes on a school trip. However, the first set of choices were going to be about her packing for said trip, and the post would end up being super-long. I was considering pastebinning the first post (which has multiple choices) and doing normal posts later.

Is there interest in this, and is that kind of format sensible?

>>1606904

I'm in the mood to not give him our shoes unless he gives us something in return. Embarrassing women for the lulz is one thing, but this guy's only out for the money. It's not good to let people like him profit.

Saki

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Saki Sun 11 Aug 2013 23:20:23 No.1606917 Report

Quoted By: >>1607031

>>1606914
I would say just post it here. One or two more extra posts for the opening wouldn't hurt. I wouldn't object to a pastebin, however.

As for your response to Misa's story, the trade would be him not ratting you out (maybe), and you being able to move around faster. I do agree that a more physical trade would be nice, though, so consider this me changing my suggestion to yours.

Anonymous

Anonymous Mon 12 Aug 2013 00:40:25 No.1606924 Report

Quoted By: >>1606931

>>1606274
God damnit you guys, I KNEW the art class was going to be the best. ):<

>>1606914
Whatever is easier for you I guess. I'd prefer all in the thread, but if it just becomes a pain in the ass to seperate all the text for post limit, that's okay too.

Saki

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Saki Mon 12 Aug 2013 00:47:24 No.1606931 Report

Quoted By: >>1606934

>>1606924
You could have voted for it! I was the only one who did!

Anonymous

Anonymous Mon 12 Aug 2013 00:50:24 No.1606934 Report

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>>1606931
I voted for art the first time, by the time is was just swimming and art I wasn't here to make the vote. ;_;

Saki

Part 14

Saki Mon 12 Aug 2013 01:06:23 No.1606954 Report

Quoted By: >>1606957

>>1606668
You wave farewell to Masahiro, heading out towards the employee entrance. You’re not sure how viable the fence is, but it’s leagues better than going out the front door in an attire more suited for pleasing your husband.

You make your way outside, and turn towards the fence. Taking a deep breath, you grab on and start climbing. It’s a bit rough, but manage to make it halfway up before a draft blow across your bare backside, halting your progress momentarily.

“I guess it’s getting colder…” You say to yourself, taking another breath. Before you start climbing again, a voice startles you.

“Thief!” A boy shouts. You gasp, and turn your head. It’s a boy, about a year younger than you. He appears to be wearing the same apron you are. “W-what are you talking about!?” You shout, cursing the fact that you have literally no way to cover yourself, and the boy has a clear view of your ass and pussy.

“It’s quite obvious what I’m talking about! You stole that apron from our store, and you’re making your getaway over that fence!” Of all the idiots.

“Look, I’ll be nice about this. This was GIVEN to me, because I’ve been having a bad day and I needed something to wear! You’re proba-“

“HA! You think that because you can remove your clothes and shake your hips alluringly you can bamboozle us men into getting whatever you want?” The boy yells. “I will not allow such discrimination against the sexes to go on!”

Saki

Saki Mon 12 Aug 2013 01:07:23 No.1606957 Report

Quoted By: >>1606959

>>1606954
“You are the stupidest person I have ever met.” You say, simply.

“Better stupid than a THIEF.” He counters. “Now get down here and return our store’s property!” The deluded boy suddenly grabs you by the ankles!

“H-hey! Stop! Let go you ass!” You protest, as he attempts to pull you off the fence. You shake your legs, attempting to kick free of his grip. Fortunately, your ankles are being covered by your socks, so you manage to shake one of your legs loose at the cost of half of your footwear.

“Let… GO!” Using your free leg, you pull back and kick the boy in the face! “BWAH!” The force causes the boy to tumble backwards, taking your other sock and shoe with him.

*CRASH!*

The deluded boy lays in a heap of trash. “Umm…” You frown, and get down from the fence. “Are you okay…?” The last thing you want is someone to be seriously injured on your account. Even if your actions WERE justified. You check his body. No visible injuries, and he’s breathing, so he must have been knocked unconscious.

You breathe a sigh of relief. “Alright, now where are my…”

“I heard it down here, officer! It sounded like a fight!”

Saki

Saki Mon 12 Aug 2013 01:08:20 No.1606959 Report

Quoted By: >>1606978 >>1607000 >>1607279

>>1606957
Your face goes pale. You see the beam of a flashlight down the alleyway. Thinking fast, you abandon your footwear and jump on the fence, climbing as quickly as possible. You shrug off the tingling feeling from landing on your feet from the fence, and turn to run away.

“He appears to be unconscious. The assaulter must have jumped the fence…”

The voices fade out, but you can hear the sound of someone else climbing the fence faintly, so you continue running. You’ve learned from your last lesson, however, and you’re paying attention to your surroundings. It pays off well, as you recognize the area well. Turning quickly, you head down the stairs to the flood plain.

There’s a bridge that allows for a quicker access to the other side that we can hide under, or we can dive into the river wholesale. It’s not moving very fast at this time of the year, so we can keep our place well enough. Both have their risks. There’s a bigger danger in getting caught under the bridge, but under the water you’ll have no way of knowing if the people pursuing you have left.

Saki

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Saki Mon 12 Aug 2013 01:15:25 No.1606966 Report

Quoted By:

This part may or may not have been slightly inspired by the comedic ecchi anime I have been watching.

(I'm not watching High School of the Dead, I'm watching the anime from this picture >>1606106)

Anonymous

Anonymous Mon 12 Aug 2013 01:25:22 No.1606978 Report

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>>1606959
Better safe then sorry. Time to go for a dip.

Junko II

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Junko II Mon 12 Aug 2013 01:45:22 No.1607000 Report

Quoted By: >>1607007

Yeah, the opening for my next thing clocked in at over 9000 characters, so pastebin it is. I'll try and keep subsequent posts in the thread though.

>>1606648

Care to enlighten us?

>>1606959

Let's go swimming.

Junko II

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Castle Enfenstein, Part 0

Junko II Mon 12 Aug 2013 02:08:21 No.1607006 Report

Quoted By: >>1607014 >>1607029 >>1607078 >>1607256 >>1607277 >>1607281 >>1607301

Incoming lengthy descriptions of clothes. Hopefully I've got all my clothes-describing done and I can have things actually happen in the story proper.

Here is the post: http://pastebin.com/AKwvAeZa

Saki

Saki Mon 12 Aug 2013 02:09:21 No.1607007 Report

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>>1607000
I'll probably do it after the story is over, with some other ideas I was having during the story.

Anonymous

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Anonymous Mon 12 Aug 2013 02:26:23 No.1607012 Report

Quoted By:

Saki

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Saki Mon 12 Aug 2013 02:33:24 No.1607014 Report

Quoted By:

>>1607006
Overclothes:
B) Sundress
E) China Dress

Underwear:
C) Only the teal parts of shimapan and bra.
E) Bead curtain.

Sleepwear:
D) T-shirt and panties.

Extras:
B) Mahjong Set

Misa

Misa Mon 12 Aug 2013 05:01:24 No.1607029 Report

Quoted By:

>>1607006
>http://pastebin.com/AKwvAeZa
Overclothes:
B & D

Under:
A & D

Sleepwear:
D

Extra:
Swimsuit (one-piece)

Misa

A Special Night: Part 4

Misa Mon 12 Aug 2013 05:22:24 No.1607031 Report

Quoted By: >>1607032

>>1606917
"I am not giving you my shoes! You'll probably just tell everyone anyway! I want something physical in return!"

The boy frowned at her defiant remark, but only briefly. Then, as if undaunted, he smiled again. "Fine, hand over the heels and I'll give you something to wear."

Reika didn't like the sound of this. But the boy seemed sincere. "...if you're lying, you'll be sorry."

"I swear it." He held up his hands in a display of the utmost sincerity.

What followed wasn't easy for her. Taking off the heeled footwear without the use of her hands was difficult to say the least, and Reika was understandably reluctant to drop her guard.

It took almost a good minute, but eventually she succeeded, each foot having successfully helped her other in working off the thin shoes, leaving them bared as she stepped away. She knew she should've worn stockings.

"There, you have your shoes, now-"
"What, you want me to fetch them? Put them on the table."

Was this brat bossing her around? Of. all. the. NERVE. Reika wasn't in the mood to argue. She gave an exasperated sigh,carefully knelt down, and released the back of her dress, quickly grabbing her heels and standing to place them on the table between them.

Her dress had briefly threatened to fall around her hips without her hand to hold them together, but she was rather quick to grip the rear of it the moment she set the shoes down, barely keeping it in place behind her.

"There, now it's time for your end of-"

Reika didn't have time to do so much as blink before the boy made good on his promise. With as cheery a smile as ever, he produced a metal bucket into view, and tossed it forward, spilling its contents all over the bespectacled girl. Freezing cold water.

"A-...AAH! You little b, b, BRAT!"

The boy was laughing in near hysterics. "What's wrong? It looks great on you!"

Misa

Misa Mon 12 Aug 2013 05:24:24 No.1607032 Report

Quoted By: >>1607046 >>1607059 >>1607080

>>1607031
Reika was left shivering, and she felt the wet material already slipping beneath her clenching arm, as her front was completely soaked. No one around her seemed to pay much mind to her plight, if anything it resulted in a few faint sounds of amusement. They found this FUNNY?

"Well, I helped all I can, you better get going, it's gonna get cold tonight!"

She stared at the boy with a plain display of barely withheld rage and complete embarassment, desperately clinging to her breasts to keep the wet material in place as she felt her grip on the dry half of the garment behind her faltering.

How on earth was she going to get through the rest of the shops looking like that!? All she knew for sure was staying by that boy was crazy. Reika had to go before he made things any worse.

She soon felt the water gradually seeping through her soaked dress, and within moments, she felt the front of her underwear dampening too. Maybe the boy didn't even need to.

What was she going to do?

A] Hurry through the shops, pay no mind to the wet clothing.

B] Look for a way to dry off first, or better yet, something else to wear.

C] [Write-in]

Anonymous

Anonymous Mon 12 Aug 2013 07:14:22 No.1607046 Report

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>>1607032
C] KICK HIS ASS

Anonymous

Anonymous Mon 12 Aug 2013 07:18:22 No.1607048 Report

Quoted By: >>1607058

What happened to ENFNote? I really liked that one...

Saki

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Saki Mon 12 Aug 2013 07:49:23 No.1607058 Report

Quoted By:

>>1607048
He's around, though he doesn't post updates as often as he used to.

...Of course, I feel like I'm the only one who suggests things for his stories anyhow. I know I was for the last two updates.

Saki

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Saki Mon 12 Aug 2013 07:53:24 No.1607059 Report

Quoted By: >>1607083

>>1607032
C. I don't think outright kicking his ass is a good idea. I do feel he shouldn't get away unscathed, though. Grab the bucket and throw it over his head, then maybe trip him while he's confused.

Anonymous

Anonymous Mon 12 Aug 2013 09:04:21 No.1607078 Report

Quoted By:

>>1607006
Overclothes:
C
E

Underwear:
F
F

Sleepwear:
A

Extras:
B

Junko II

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Junko II Mon 12 Aug 2013 09:07:22 No.1607080 Report

Quoted By: >>1607083 >>1607103 >>1608203

>>1607032

I get the impression that the longer we hang around this guy, the more he'll take from us, so B.

Anonymous

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Anonymous Mon 12 Aug 2013 09:08:22 No.1607082 Report

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Saki

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Saki Mon 12 Aug 2013 09:12:21 No.1607083 Report

Quoted By:

Was kinda hoping to get the next part finished before going to work, but alas. I got pretty close, though. The rest should come quickly.

Anyway, ignore >>1607059. I kinda agree with >>1607080. Besides, doing what I said would probably make our breasts fall out anyway.

Saki

Saki Mon 12 Aug 2013 12:08:22 No.1607103 Report

Quoted By: >>1607106

>>1607080
By the way, what were the challenges Junko would have had to go through if we had went along with that blackmail thing?

Junko II

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Junko II Mon 12 Aug 2013 13:08:23 No.1607106 Report

Quoted By: >>1607116 >>1607124

>>1607103

Easy mode was: She meets Yuuko and Yuri in a top floor bathroom. They demand their clothes back before telling her the challenge. Her clothes are in a bag by the school gate, which she has to get wearing only her blazer, tie and thighhighs.

Hard mode: As above, but her hands would have been tied behind her back with fishing wire. There is a wire cutter in the bag. If she kept her own skirt, it would have been pinned up at the front. If she'd kept her own shirt it would have been unbuttoned.

Not sure if I was being excessively mean.

Anonymous

Anonymous Mon 12 Aug 2013 13:32:23 No.1607116 Report

Quoted By:

>>1607106
This sounds delightful.

Saki

Saki Mon 12 Aug 2013 13:58:23 No.1607124 Report

Quoted By: >>1607130

>>1607106
Speaking of mean, I almost want to change my underwear votes to "None", because that + just panties for sleepwear would mean she would have to sleep naked.

Junko II

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Junko II Mon 12 Aug 2013 15:05:24 No.1607130 Report

Quoted By: >>1607136

>>1607124

I'm personally more of a fan of the Embarrassed Nearly Naked Female, as an astute reader may have guessed by my lengthy descriptions of skimpy underwear, but I knew about the no underwear + no pyjamas combo when I wrote the opening, and didn't want to railroad people out of it too hard, so left it in.

Saki

Saki Mon 12 Aug 2013 16:05:22 No.1607136 Report

Quoted By: >>1607144

>>1607130
When will you be doing the next part? I may change my vote to no underwear/no night clothes and use the extra space to pack another outfit.

I just want Junko to be taking the return boat ride in her birthday suit. Possibly opting to make lemonade out of lemons and get a full body tan.

...Or run around hiding from everyone who wants to torment her. Either or.

Junko II

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Junko II Mon 12 Aug 2013 16:22:21 No.1607144 Report

Quoted By: >>1607150 >>1607155

>>1607136

Currently the underwear vote is still tied up at 1 vote each for five different options. As soon as each one of the first three options has a majority I'll start.

Saki

Saki Mon 12 Aug 2013 16:29:24 No.1607150 Report

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>>1607144
I'll change my underwear and night wear vote then.

Also if there is room I say throw in the third place outfit as an extra. This can be ignored, however.

Saki

Saki Mon 12 Aug 2013 16:55:24 No.1607155 Report

Quoted By: >>1607231

>>1607144
ITT: Saki is indecisive.

Anonymous

Anonymous Mon 12 Aug 2013 20:05:24 No.1607231 Report

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>>1607155
ITT: Makoto/Junko I is a flaker.

Anonymous

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Courtesy Warning

Anonymous Mon 12 Aug 2013 20:47:23 No.1607248 Report

Quoted By:

>>1601091
Old thread is on Page 9.

Anyone interested in saving pictures or stories have at it now.

On an unrelated note, I personally stay away from waterslides if I'm in a two-piece swimsuit. Damn things were designed to strip off swimsuits.

Saki

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Saki Mon 12 Aug 2013 21:03:25 No.1607256 Report

Quoted By: >>1607302

>>1607006
Actually, here's a question. Can we cheat and wear the cami/mini combo under our school uniform and otherwise pack like normal, giving us yet another outfit (to lose)? Because I totally suggest that.

And... hell with it. I'll stick with letting her have underwear. I will change my choices to B and E. I feel like the butt floss will go well with the china dress.

Also, the person in your post's picture is a trap.

Anonymous

Anonymous Mon 12 Aug 2013 21:21:46 No.1607275 Report

Quoted By: >>1607278

>>1605738
source?

Junko 1

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Junko 1 Mon 12 Aug 2013 21:30:26 No.1607277 Report

Quoted By: >>1607281

>>1607006
I just realized how weird it was that the crux of Junko's story is how Junko wants to remake herself, and there are two Junkos posting here.
(Even though I'm occasionally Makoto instead.)

Love the outfit descriptions. Trying to fight off my tl;dr mood to pick something out.
I was doing fine until I realized that I could save space... gimme a minute.

Saki

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Saki Mon 12 Aug 2013 21:32:26 No.1607278 Report

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>>1607275
Search for it yourself, bro. Use IQDB. I honestly have no idea as it was just something that was sitting in my unsorted ecchi folder that has pictures dating back from like 2004 I think.

Saki

Part 15

Saki Mon 12 Aug 2013 21:37:25 No.1607279 Report

Quoted By: >>1607280

>>1606959
You slow down, stepping into the water. Diving in would definitely give you away. You take a deep breath and duck into the water quietly.

“This could very well be the worst day of my life.” You think to yourself, staying as low as possible. You look up, and can just barely make out a beam of light trying to penetrate the water. “I just want to go home and go to bed…”

You sit in the murky waters for another minute, hoping that your pursuers have passed. Unfortunately, fate has decided that you’re not allowed to sit *still*.

“MMM!” You feel something lightly brush against your feet, tickling them! From the feeling, it must have been a small fish. You kick back, hoping it gets a clue to leave you alone, but like an annoying fly it just brushes against your feet again. “MMMMM!” You kick at it again, but it only serves to repeat the process. This exchange leaves you with a big problem; you’re running out of air. You hold on as much as bearably possible, before you spring out of the water.

After coughing up some water, you immediately dart around in a panic. Fortunately, your pursuers have left, and you decide to do the same, just in case they heard that little exchange.

“Stupid fish…” You grumble to yourself.

You step out to the other side of the flood plain. You recognize the area, and there’s a shortcut to your home nearby. You head that way.

“Almost there…” You say to yourself, smiling. There’s another chain linked fence blocking your way, but you’re well aware of it. There’s actually a decent sized hole in the fence a few feet down that you use all the time. You head under it, even if you were wearing clothes, the hole is large enough to not even touch them.

Saki

Saki Mon 12 Aug 2013 21:38:25 No.1607280 Report

Quoted By: >>1607302 >>1607688 >>1607878 >>1607887 >>1608246

>>1607279
You pull yourself up, and take a deep breath. There are only a couple of more blocks to go.

Before you can even take the next step, however, the sound of footsteps makes your blood run cold. They’re heading this way! You quickly run behind a nearby tree.
“I thought I heard something over here.”

“Probably just someone taking the shortcut.”

It sounds like a group. Judging from the footsteps there’s more than just the two voices you heard. Your heart stops as the figures come into visibility. Three boys, all members of the Rugby Team! What are they doing where!?

Whatever it is, it probably involves the next figure that comes into view. It’s a shock of a different sort. It’s a girl, and she’s even more naked than you are! You vaguely recognize her. You don’t remember her name, but she’s definitely a freshman. She looks to be about the same height as you are, with short, messy off-black hair. Another point of note is that despite you having a two year “lead” on her, she has noticeably larger breasts. Considering both of your predicaments, you can’t find it in you to be jealous of this. The last thing you notice is the black leather collar around her neck. You thought it was a choker when you saw it at school, but looking at her situation now it is likely to be a symbol that she “belongs” to the Rugby Team. The mere thought makes you sick to your stomach.

You take another glance. You can’t tell if they are about to start searching for whatever the noise was, or just give up on it. Should you run and hope they don’t notice, or wait and see what they do? Alternately, should you do something outrageous, and try to help the girl out of her predicament? You don’t WANT to leave that girl to her fate, but seeing as your attire is a couple of pulls away from being the same as hers, you may not have a choice.

Junko 1

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Junko 1 Mon 12 Aug 2013 21:44:25 No.1607281 Report

Quoted By: >>1607282 >>1607286

>>1607006
>>1607277

Outfits:
Day 1: Sundress (This looks girly and approachable, maybe it'll make friends)
Day 2: Autumn Outfit (Shows I have something of a knack for fashion)

Intimates:
As much as I want to save space... Junko uses "mature" underwear as a way to sort of channel her new self. She wouldn't intentionally go commando. *Sigh*
Day 1: Pink Quarter-Cut Bra w/Highcut Panties (Because Sundress. Even junko knows that's HNNNGH-sauce)
Day 2: Racerback and Thong (The effect of the racerback peeking out from the low-cut top sounds kinda cute. I'm not sure if it is in practice or not.)

Pajamas:
>I usually just sleep in a pair of panties
I love that you remembered that from my first post.
>Thong-buying Aunt.
You're on a roll here.
Both Days: "New Junko" picks the Lace Baby Doll 6 days out of 7.

Extras: Sadly, I couldn't save any room. But I would have written-in camera if I did.

Do my votes count for double since I'm also Junko? :P

Saki

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Saki Mon 12 Aug 2013 21:52:23 No.1607282 Report

Quoted By: >>1607286

>>1607281
You actually automatically have one extra slot, so you could still write it in.

And yes, I am posting pictures from the same scene. It was probably my favorite scene from this visual novel. (Playmates, from Dieselmine. There is one scene with scat and watersports, and the overall theme is hypnosis.)

Junko 1

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Junko 1 Mon 12 Aug 2013 22:17:25 No.1607286 Report

Quoted By: >>1607289

>>1607282
>>1607281
>One slot

Swimsuit would be nice. But I think Junko might be amenable to skinny dip if the opportunity arose. </Metagame>
Snacks... seems a strange inclusion. Wonder what's up with that. What have you got planned Junko II? :P
Mah Jong Set would be nice.
Coat: Looks like it's going to rain.
Extra clothes: Well these won't be useful at ALL!

With that pile of metagame aside, I'm going to put the metagame away completely and point out that I never go on vacation or trips without a camera. So I'm using my slot on a camera.

On the topic of extra space, how does not packing two pairs of underwear save one slot, but not packing one pair of pajamas save two?

Saki

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Saki Mon 12 Aug 2013 22:25:23 No.1607289 Report

Quoted By: >>1607293

>>1607286
I figure you could pack underwear tighter than you can Pajamas. Of course, that only really applies to actual Pajamas.

Anonymous

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Anonymous Mon 12 Aug 2013 22:34:25 No.1607293 Report

Quoted By:

>>1607289
I guess I'm in WoW inventory mode as opposed to Resident Evil 4 inventory mode.
So, that makes sense.

Moonspeak:
"Ac-actually... I'm a female too!"
"Um... I already know that."
"Do you really want to see them that much? Ichika, you pervert..."
".......don't push yourself too hard......"

Junko II

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Castle Enfenstein, Part 1

Junko II Mon 12 Aug 2013 22:59:25 No.1607301 Report

Quoted By: >>1607305 >>1607333 >>1607345

>>1607006

I pack the sundress, the mystery china dress, the quarter-cup and high-cut, the mahjong set and a T-shirt to sleep in (a loose white one with some kind of cute cactus printed on the front which just about comes down to my belly button, and put on the thighhighs, racerback and thong before donning my uniform. I have a little space left over <special bonus because I like the camera idea, so I made her t-shirt smaller>, so I pack a compact digital camera which has been gathering dust in my room for about a year, maybe I'll find somethings, or people, interesting enough to photograph.

The trip to the coast is an uneventful cramped coach ride. I end up sitting next to a boy I don't know and he plays on some portable games machine the whole time. We change in the changing rooms of a public beach near the port, and strangely we leave our uniforms in lockers there (pre-booked, apparently). The slits up the side of this dress are high enough that you can see the straps of my thong, but the colour matches so that's okay. It does feel weird though, the top half is figure-hugging, but the flaps that make up the skirt are light and floaty, I'll have to be careful when moving around. The ferry is a small charter boat, so it doesn't have anything by way of facilities, and there's not a huge amount of space to move around, but sitting around is pretty dull, so I should go and do something.

Kiku says she's finished part of her manga and would like me to see it at some point during the trip. I'm interested in what she's done because she's not lacking in talent but she's shy enough to make me look like an extrovert. Or I could take a stroll on deck to get some fresh air and see if anyone looks like they could be in need of befriending. It's not terribly well-ventilated inside with all these people, and currently the weather's nice, although the sea's a bit choppy.

PROMPT:
A) Look at Kiku's manga
B) Go out on deck.

Junko II

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Junko II Mon 12 Aug 2013 23:04:23 No.1607302 Report

Quoted By: >>1607305

>>1607280

Even dressed as we are, I still can't imagine abandoning a girl in need. Maybe observe them stealthily for a little more. See if we can find out anything incriminating, since there's no way we can confront three rugby players.

The whole slots thing was an abstraction. Some of Junko's underwear options were so tiny they'd barely save any space, for example. Don't think too hard about it, this is CYOENF, not Logistics Simulation 2013

>>1607256

The mini is longer than your school mini, so it'd get picked up on by a teacher immediately.

Saki

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Saki Mon 12 Aug 2013 23:16:26 No.1607305 Report

Quoted By: >>1607306 >>1607991

>>1607302
It'd be more of a tactical retreat. Leave now, find a way to help her when we're more equipped to do so (we ARE in the Student Council, after all).

That said, we could have trimmed it to be smaller! Though I admit part of that suggestion was to see what would happen if we got caught trying such a stunt.

>>1607301
Why not both? Go out on deck and check out Kiku's manga. Of course, she might not like us doing it in private. If not then just A.

Junko II

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Junko II Mon 12 Aug 2013 23:21:25 No.1607306 Report

Quoted By: >>1607311

>>1607305

In that case, I vote we fall back and live to fight another day.

Outside is full of wind and salty spray, and manga are made of paper, which doesn't like salt and wet.

Saki

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Saki Mon 12 Aug 2013 23:29:22 No.1607311 Report

Quoted By:

>>1607306
A it is then.

Anonymous

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Anonymous Tue 13 Aug 2013 00:28:23 No.1607333 Report

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>>1607301
Let's look at Kiku's manga. The prime directive is to make friends after all.

Moonspeak:
"Ah...aah...
I took it off...
Even though it is this bright...I'm standing in the park naked..."

[Heartbeat]

[Heartbeat]

"Haa......hauu...!
I'm, doing something... so perverted...
but...I can't stop myself...!"

Junko II

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Castle Enfenstein, Part 2a

Junko II Tue 13 Aug 2013 01:03:25 No.1607345 Report

Quoted By: >>1607346

>>1607301

I go over to where Kiku is sitting; fortunately there's an empty seat next to her. She's dressed pretty plainly, in white capri pants and red t-shirt with black sleeves. Today, her medium-length black hair is pulled back into a high ponytail. Her shirt is fairly tight, and I can tell she's not wearing a bra, and that her nipples seem awfully perky for this stuffy cabin. "Hi Kiku, didn't you say you wanted to show me that manga you drew? No time like the present." I say cheerily. She blushes at the mention of the manga, which I find odd. "I'm still a little embarrassed for you to see this, but I'd love your feedback." she says, her voice usually confident-sounding despite her obviously shy exterior, and she's awfully humble about her skills, even now. She digs into her bag, pulls out an A4 folder and hands it to me.

I open the folder for a bit of a shock. There, staring back on the front page, is me. Well, a manga-style version of me, but it's my hair, my face, my glasses and my body type. The title is even "Junko: Stealth Assassin", albeit written with different kanji to my name. This would be surprising, but the titular stealth assassin is dressed in a fishnet minidress, a pair of maiko geta, and a crimson obi with a sword tucked into it. Her state of undress also lets me know that this Junko has both nipples and her clitoris pierced, with a miniature shuriken hanging from each piercing.

Well, I now know why she was embarrassed at showing this to me; I'm still finding it hard to believe what I'm looking at. I open the cover to see it's more of an illustrated novella than a manga, with mixed prose and picture. The story starts by introducing this Junko, a master ninja who's out for revenge against the people who killed her clan. I reach the bottom of the page to see some strange formatting.

PROMPT:
A) Seduce your way past the front gate (turn to page 18)
B) Try and scale the cliffs to the rear of the castle (turn to page 27)

Junko II

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Castle Enfenstein, Part 2b

Junko II Tue 13 Aug 2013 01:04:25 No.1607346 Report

Quoted By: >>1607355 >>1607688 >>1607703

>>1607345

Not only is it a novella, it's a choose your own adventure book. I flip through it at random, and see a lot of pictures of Junko fighting things (pretty much every shot contains lovingly detailed depictions of 'my' breasts, pussy and/or butt) and the odd pretty explicit sex scene. In addition to her martial skills, she has some kind of poison that is capable of driving people mad with lust. It's uncanny looking at pictures of yourself drawn in this style. I really don't know what to say.

I could just ignore the content and comment on the genuinely skilful art, and be diplomatic. I could get angry about being shown in this way, after all, I'm holding a porn book of myself here. Or I could try and inquire about it without trying to chew her out. Or I could dodge the issue entirely and ask about her lack of bra. I've never seen her without one before, and she's very shy when changing for PE.

A) Just compliment her on her art.
B) Get angry about how creepy this is.
C) Ask about why she drew this nicely.
D) Change the subject, ask why she's braless.

Makoto

Time Trials: 4-1

Makoto Tue 13 Aug 2013 01:09:22 No.1607349 Report

Quoted By: >>1607352

>>1606036
The feeling in my gut tells me that if I tell her the truth she'll have me strapped up and taken to the psyche ward. But somehow I draw a massive blank. No clever schemes or plausible explanations come to mind. I decide to go with the afterschool special, and tell Dr. Ackerman the truth.
I explain that I had no idea where I was or how I got here, mentioning that the only reason I was here was to steal something to wear.

She nods as I explain my story. I can see the disbelief on her face. When the story catches up to reality her possibly-cybernetic eye lights up with green lettering as it did before.
"Well," Dr. Ackerman explains, "I would not have guessed that." What's with this girl and guessing games? Maybe I could have used that to escape. "But, according this, you aren't showing any physiological signs associated with fabrication, omission, or otherwise misinformation. So, I'm going to believe you."
"Thank goodness!" I sigh. No loony bin for me.
"That being said," the space-age Doctor began, "there's valuable research that can be done here. You wouldn't happen to be from before the common era would you? No... of course you aren't, your dialect is dated but I just noticed my translator never switched on." She sighed. "Pity."
Oh dear. It's back to her guessing games. "Um... I'm from... modern times." I explain. "It's not like I was frozen or anything, I just showed up here." Then again, maybe I wasn't. I've never seen force fields or bionic eyes, or buildings so technologically advanced before.
"But you sound like you're from the stone age!" The doctor pouted. "And stop trying to tell me where you're from, it's not fun unless I get to guess... or extract the answer scientifically." Dr. Ackerman's voice sang a little as she ended her sentence. The idea of satisfying her curiosity seems to have piqued her interest.

"I think that's what I'll do!" She beamed. "VX4!"
The Hospital's robotic voice answered.
[Yes_Dr._Ackerman?]

Makoto

Time Trials: 4-2 (Prompt)

Makoto Tue 13 Aug 2013 01:25:24 No.1607352 Report

Quoted By: >>1607353 >>1607357 >>1608008

>>1607349
"Cancel my next appointment!" Dr. Ackerman seemed excited.
[Acknowledged_Dr._Ackerman.]
"Have Jane Doe transported to Examinations, and enable soundproofing, I don't want any spoilers!"
[Commencing_Patient_Transportation] the robot voice replied.

Before I could object, where there were once merely bars of light, I found myself encased in a cube. The light was completely impassible, I might as well be a Mime in a box. I pound on the light, forgetting to cover my naked body, while testing how sound-proof it was.
"LET ME OUT!!" I beat on the light. I feel my breasts sway as I pummel my prison walls, causing me to regain my embarrassment and recoil from my offensive.
Dr. Ackerman smiles, and her mouth moves, but I can't hear what she says.

My prison of light starts to move across the hallway, with me still inside it. I try to resist, but when the back end of my cube catches up to me, the back wall pushes against my back and bottom.

I have no choice but to proceed along this corridor, following my cage and the curious Doctor.

I cover myself, and I can feel the glare coming from the medical staff and patients as I pass. This wasn't happening.

I watched the doctor schmooze with the medical staff as we went by. Occasionally she'd stop the convoy to catch up with a coworker. I could see her gesture to me showing off her new-found curiosity.

Mercifully, we eventually make it to examinations, and the doctor drops all the containment fields except the one on the door.
"We're here!" She beamed. "Thanks for saving me the trouble of undressing you," she explained, "I'll just be a moment, I need to wash my hands."
I swear at her. I wasn't some guinea pig to be examined, I was a person! A lost and confused person at that.

Well. The Doctor's washing her hands. This is my one and only chance to stop to think before she gets back.
What do I do? How do I get out of this? How do I get home? Do I just take it? Maybe her tests will actually find something.

Makoto

Prompt

Makoto Tue 13 Aug 2013 01:29:26 No.1607353 Report

Quoted By: >>1607356 >>1607688

>>1607352
Open Prompt. What does Makoto do?

I hit the character limit and didn't have the luxury of wording it as eloquently as I had hoped.
(I've got to stop double-spacing after sentences.)

Makoto

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Makoto Tue 13 Aug 2013 01:38:27 No.1607355 Report

Quoted By: >>1607357 >>1607688

>>1607346
Ask her if Junko is supposed to be you. There's no way any person can keep that question to themself. Then, compliment her on her art. It's flattering; Kiku obviously admires you, it's endearing that you inspire her, and a symptom of a budding friendship.
Then, ask her if she's not wearing a bra because she wants to be like the assassin Junko.

And if you decide to keep reading, turn to page 27 and scale the cliffs near the rear of the castle.

Misa

Misa Tue 13 Aug 2013 01:43:27 No.1607356 Report

Quoted By: >>1607366 >>1607688

>>1607353
If she gives you an opening, take it. Otherwise play along. But given the chance: hold her captive, knock her unconscious, whatever it takes, don't stay there unless you have no recourse.

Junko II

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Junko II Tue 13 Aug 2013 01:48:26 No.1607357 Report

Quoted By: >>1607366 >>1607392

>>1607352

We're still in the cube, right? I think the best course of action is to demand some kind of explanation. We can't know if we want to sit and take it until we know what 'it' is.

>>1607355

No, no recursing in this story. Kiku's manga has an NF who's definitely not E. Also it's /h/ material.

Anonymous

Anonymous Tue 13 Aug 2013 02:03:24 No.1607363 Report

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>>1604533
>(if you were going to subject a girl who humiliated your sister to an outfit that wasn't quite nudity but was either real close or going to eventually lead to it, what would you use?)

I'm sorry, I forgot I wanted to reply to this. A white swimsuit that's sheer when waterproof.

Makoto

Makoto Tue 13 Aug 2013 02:16:26 No.1607366 Report

Quoted By: >>1607377

>>1607356
>>1607357
I'll see what I can do.

Test-driving a new rule of thumb from here out on prompts.
An informal points system. Democratic. A point per poster, an extra point if a poster includes an image. If there are a lot of replies, the option with the most points win. In the event of a tie, I get to pick from the tied options, or combine the two, or wait for another vote (Basically it's up to me, but I can't do anything to the losing options). And in the event of very few voters, the story doesn't proceed until a single option has a minimum of 3 points.

Makoto

Makoto Tue 13 Aug 2013 02:25:26 No.1607377 Report

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>>1607366
So for now, I'll say we're tied 1 for 1 for fight your way out and talk your way in. Not counting the picture since the new system hadn't been introduced (seems more fair that way.)

Junko 1

Junko 1 Tue 13 Aug 2013 02:37:27 No.1607392 Report

Quoted By: >>1607704

>>1607357
By the way Junko 2, If you want Junko's code for K_Kisekae, this is her in-uniform.
!1.aa24.35.0.39.50.6.4.0.0.50_!1.ba50_bb25.1_bc50.50.8.0.1_!1.ca74.0.50.4.17.20.10.0.0.30_cb0_!1.da1.0.0.100_dc0_dd7.1.10.60_dh1.30.50.50.0_!1_!1.ea1.36_ec3.19_ed4.50.1_ee23.1.100_!1.fa6.50.50.50.50_fb0_fc0.02BB9D.55.0.02BB9D.55.50_fd7.0.50_fe50.55_ff0000000000_fg2.50_!1.pa0_!1.ga0_gb1_gc0.0_gd10000000_ge0000000000_!1.ha90.90_hb49.1.44.99_hc0.59.39.0.59.39_hd22.1.49.49_!1.ia0.21.43.0.0_ib0.55.55.43.0.0.0.0.5.0.0.5.0.0_ic7.20.21.24.2_!1.ja4.59.19.55_jb4.59.19.55_jd4.22.55.57_je4.22.55.57_!1.ka4.50.50.50_kb3.18.18.18_!1.lb5.55.58.0.1_m039.53.42.59.2.1.40.60.42.80_m139.53.42.59.2.1.40.44.29.80_!1.of6.37.37.19.0

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Saki Tue 13 Aug 2013 08:37:26 No.1607688 Report

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>>1607346
I agree with >>1607355, for the most part. When complimenting her art, though, I'd say that you're not so sure about the piercings.

(Kind of a personal bias, that.)

>>1607353
Basically, go along with it like >>1607356 said, but try to get some kind of explanation out of her.

Anyway, I still have a few (a lot) of hours before I can begin writing it, so there's plenty of time to vote for >>1607280. I'm only pointing it out because I really don't like making the next part with only one person's opinion.

Anonymous

Anonymous Tue 13 Aug 2013 08:42:26 No.1607689 Report

Quoted By: >>1607690

Sorry for cutting in on the current story discussion, but is the ENF note story going on? It seems to have faded out-unless I missed something from the last thread.

Saki

Saki Tue 13 Aug 2013 09:13:24 No.1607690 Report

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>>1607689
I know the author is still on his DeviantArt.

If I had to suggest anything, I would say that the people who are interested and enjoy his stories should post suggestions. I can't speak for him but it's hard to be motivated when only one person makes a suggestion. Might be just me, though.

Junko II

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Castle Enfenstein, Part 3a

Junko II Tue 13 Aug 2013 12:15:24 No.1607703 Report

Quoted By: >>1607704

>>1607346

"Um, is this… is this character supposed to be me?" I stammer. Kiku replies, it's not clear who's more embarrassed about this situation, "Yeah, I sort-of started writing to show your confident, sexy inner self, and maybe got carried away." She thinks I'm confident and sexy? Where did she get that from? "I like your art, it's dynamic and well-composed, and I'm… flattered, that you'd want to show me this way." I continue, causing a look of what might be relief to appear on Kiku's face.

"I'm not sure I like being drawn with those piercings though." I have no idea what doing fancy ninja moves with a chain dangling from my clit would even feel like, but it's probably not comfortable. Kiku looks slightly disappointed. "In the story they're magical, and give her an unlimited supply of shuriken. And they were how she built up the confidence to dress as she does. She has to let them hang free or the shuriken will cut her, so she can't cover her body. And before she became confident, they helped her learn stealth, since she didn't want people to see her like that." I do hope this story isn't prophetic. I really don't like the idea of having to become a ninja as the only way of not being seen naked. New Junko wants confidence, but not like that.

Junko II

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Castle Enfenstein, Part 3b

Junko II Tue 13 Aug 2013 12:17:25 No.1607704 Report

Quoted By: >>1607759 >>1607855 >>1608161 >>1608192

>>1607703

I finally add the third thing I noticed to the conversation "So, going no-bra today, Kiku? Trying to emulate the assassin Junko?" Kiku seems a little shocked "Is it that obvious?" Yes Kiku, it really is. "After I finished the story, I thought I might see if I could build my own confidence like that, but I'm starting slow. I didn't pack any bras for this trip. I've also brought a fishnet top like from my manga, but I'm not sure if I can will myself to wear it. I was wondering…" I don't like the way this is going. "If I knew someone else was braless it's less of a step up to wearing the top I've brought. It'd mean a lot to me if you could help out. And are you okay with me drawing more of Junko: Stealth Assassin?"

This dress is white and figure-hugging, so my bralessness wouldn't be at all covert. And do I want to encourage this girl to wear a fishnet top with no bra? Also it's not going to be easy to surreptitiously take this racerback off on this boat under this dress. On the other hand, I'm sort of impressed, in a weird way, to her dedication to this story. Maybe I should help her along.

PROMPT:
A) Lose the bra, encourage Kiku. (Write in suggestions for a way we can get the bra off without attracting too much attention.)
B) Apologise, we're not prepared to just take our clothes off when people ask.
C) Question Kiku's wisdom in her outfit choice.

PROMPT2:

A) Decline, say you don't want her to keep drawing us (Nope, too creepy.).
B) Say you'd love to read more (The story is exciting and the art good after all.).
C) Say you'd like to read more, but maybe she could tone it down a bit. (Not sure we can handle quite this much sexual stuff of us.)

>>1607392

I'm not much of a K_Kisekae user. I found that I'd have to resort to photoshop to get what I want more often than not, so I'm not likely to get a huge amount of use out of that. (And it looks like dresses are hard to do, which is problematic given that Junko only brought dresses)

Saki

Saki Tue 13 Aug 2013 14:09:22 No.1607759 Report

Quoted By: >>1607809

>>1607704
First prompt: Kiku needs a lesson in ATTITUDE. She doesn't need to parade around half-naked for confidence. She just needs to believe in herself. She's obviously talented, and anyone who sees her drawings can see that.

...Though she should probably show people her tame drawings.

Second prompt: A, as long as we're the only ones who see it. Kinda embarrassing, y'know?

Saki

Saki Tue 13 Aug 2013 16:19:28 No.1607809 Report

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>>1607759
I meant B for the second prompt. My phone is being an ass and won't let me copy the text.

Makoto

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Makoto Tue 13 Aug 2013 21:16:26 No.1607855 Report

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>>1607704
Prompt 1: A
I'm feeling supportive, so I'll go full-on encouragement for Kiku. I don't have a good idea of what the boat looks like, there could easily be a low-traffic area like the fantail, (avoid the foc'sle, the bridge will have a clear view,) a sundeck, the ship's head, or a machinery space. I don't know what kind of boat I should be picturing, but I'm imagining a Ferry. But gauging from your description, it sounds smaller and more crowded.
So barring the option to seek or find seclusion, I have two slightly far-out options.
If you're quiet enough to sneak in, all eyes on the bridge will be facing forward. None of the other students would venture up, and none of the ship's crew would expect to find you up there. It will NOT be uninhabited, but they'll be too involved with navigation of the ship to spot you if you don't make any noise.
Alternatively, leave your bag unattended and report it to the ship's crew. "If you see something, say something." You'll have the crew in bomb-threat mode and should be able to slip away in the confusion. You may or may not get your bag back is the biggest drawback.

Prompt 2: B
Not much to say here. Be supportive, but realistic, so add a light sprinkle of C.

Anonymous

Anonymous Tue 13 Aug 2013 22:06:25 No.1607878 Report

Quoted By: >>1607892

>>1607280
I can't escape my fate knowing someone else has it worse. Help the girl.

Anonymous

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Anonymous Tue 13 Aug 2013 22:43:26 No.1607887 Report

Quoted By: >>1607892

>>1607280
Agreed w/ >1607878, intervene.

Saki

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Saki Tue 13 Aug 2013 23:48:26 No.1607892 Report

Quoted By: >>1607933 >>1607970

>>1607878
>>1607887
Be honest, are you guys voting for this because it's morally sound (if typically shounen male protagonist), or because you guys believe it's the most likely to get Saki caught? :P

Saki

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Saki Wed 14 Aug 2013 00:19:31 No.1607933 Report

Quoted By: >>1607993

>>1607892
Anyway, I don't think I'll be updating today. Sorry.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 14 Aug 2013 00:39:24 No.1607970 Report

Quoted By: >>1607991

>>1607892
As '78, I can honestly say imagining doing anything else left a pit in my stomach.

Saki

Saki Wed 14 Aug 2013 00:58:27 No.1607991 Report

Quoted By: >>1607998

>>1607970
Well, as I said in >>1607305, we wouldn't be completely abandoning her to her fate no matter what choice we made (okay, I didn't say THAT, but that's what I meant). The "help her" option is more of a "Help her right the fuck NOW!" option.

I apologise if that wasn't clear. Saki isn't heartless.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 14 Aug 2013 00:59:25 No.1607993 Report

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>>1607933
Morally sound. It doesn't feel right to leave her behind, and based on her actions previously, I totally believe she would not let this go.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 14 Aug 2013 01:00:25 No.1607998 Report

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>>1607991
And that's how I feel. Right now! There's no guarantee she can do anything later on, or even find or before something horrible happens.

Makoto

Time Trials: 5-1

Makoto Wed 14 Aug 2013 01:03:25 No.1608008 Report

Quoted By: >>1608046

>>1607352
I decide to play along. I was still ostensibly caged, so unless an opportunity presented itself, I was trapped. The two minutes alone I'm getting now isn't the opportunity I need to escape. Plus... if the test isn't invasive or lethal, maybe I can learn something about why I'm here.
Dr. Ackerman returns minutes later, and stops outside of the diagnostics room.
"What are you going to do to me?" I ask. How she answered would determine whether or not I fight, take flight, or remain seated.
"Oh don't worry." She starts, "just some broad noninvasive procedures. If I find any abnormalities I may move on to more specific tests, like an sMRI, or a LAT-Scan."
Did she mean MRI or CAT-Scan? Regardless, it didn't sound like she was going to cut me open. Though I wouldn't hold it against her if the test results further piqued her deadly curiosity.
"Fine..." the words escape my mouth. I feel somewhat defeated. The adrenaline that had fueled me up until this point no longer applied to my situation, and I felt somewhat helpless like I had given up.

Dr. Ackerman has me lay back on the exam table. She straps my arms and legs down. What would have been red flags to me five minutes earlier I accept dejectedly.

For the next forty-five minutes I'm scanned both by various equipment in the room and by handheld medical equipment I've never seen before. Asides from my damaged pride, as countless lasers scan my naked body, the test Hippocratically does no harm.

Finally, after all the scans are over the doctor compiles the results and scans them for several minutes using her robot eye.

"Well that's boring." She seems pouty. "All tests came back negative. Although you tested positive for chicken pox. Which is kind of neat, since it was cured more than 100 years ago. Luckily it seems you had it early, the virus just doesn't go away afterwards. Don't worry, we can give you something for that and you'll no longer be a carrier." The doctor continued,

Makoto

Makoto Wed 14 Aug 2013 01:17:27 No.1608046 Report

Quoted By: >>1608064

>>1608008
"The only other thing I found in your test results" the doctor said, her tone of voice hinting that her curiosity was disappointed, "is a very unique segment of your genome. Unfortunately, it's a segment in what the HGP has deemed useless. So you're not a biological marvel after all. At best you're just a special snowflake."

She sighed and removed my restraints. "Sorry for the straps. You know how it is, procedure."
My damaged pride, unclear test results, constant nudity, and sore wrists did little to make me sympathetic. And all I could do was grunt back at her.

Finally, came a bit of kindness, as she took off her labcoat and draped it over me. "I'm sorry." She said. "I believed your story and thought you were some kind of amazing... I don't know what I thought. I'm sorry. I'll smudge the tests so they come out of some crooked insurance company. If you want out, take the elevator to the 45th floor, from there take the Skybridge to the next Tower and you can take a Cable-Cab to the Metro Center, get wherever you need to go from there. Obviously you didn't warp here. But since you managed to pull a fast one on me, I'll let you go. It takes a lot to fool me, and even more to get my hopes up." She looked absolutely crushed. "I really thought you were something amazing..."
I almost feel bad for her. I think she thought I would be her Nobel Prize.

Between the coat and her crushed spirit, despite everything I had gone through, human nature compels me to hug the poor doctor. I don't see her face, but I think it cheered her up.

As I glance over her shoulder I read a digital readout. 75:61:89 09.03.2459 It almost looked like a date, if all the numbers weren't messed up.

I find myself staring at the numbers absentmindedly, starting to lose focus. Before long I felt a familiar sensation of weightlessness and lightheadedness, until I started to fall forward through the Doctor's arms. The last thing I see is the spark of hope in her natural eye.

Makoto

Time Trial: 5-3 (Prompt)

Makoto Wed 14 Aug 2013 01:25:26 No.1608064 Report

Quoted By: >>1608072 >>1608077 >>1608224

>>1608046
When I come to, I find myself back at the restaurant. Predictably, I am once again naked. I went through hell just to get a labcoat and I lose it as soon as I get it. Figures.
"MAKOTO!" Sachiko yells. She lunges towards me and wraps her arms around me. "WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN! You were gone for two hours! Where are your clothes?!" Sachiko waited for me the entire time I was gone. I got to figure it was at least two hours. She takes off her school blazer and helps me into it. It's tight on me, I wasn't petite like Sachi.
She walks me home. She even takes off her skirt for me and wears her panties home. They had little cartoon kittens on them. She's such a good friend, I don't know what I did to deserve her.
I missed cram school. By the time I made it home, it was nearly dark. I return Sachiko's skirt and she braves it back to her house.

What a day... I was still no closer to figuring out where I went. Either time. It was all I could do to lay down and get some well deserved sleep.

PROMPT:
What happens Next?
A) The White Dream again
B) Wake up in the Past
C) Wake up in the Future
D) Write-in

Makoto

Makoto Wed 14 Aug 2013 01:29:25 No.1608072 Report

Quoted By: >>1608081 >>1608095

>>1608064
Not happy with the story as a whole honestly.
It's kind of a chore to write. I'm not even sure what I could do differently to make it not such a bore.
Open to suggestions. If you're enjoying the story and happen to have any input, let me know, lest I flake out again. :c

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 14 Aug 2013 01:31:25 No.1608077 Report

Quoted By: >>1608114

>>1608064
Feels a bit powerful to let us decide this... especially since I don't know what the dream entails. I think she deserves a normal morning after all that. So D], she gets to go to class after a good night's sleep... except she only notices her neglect to get dressed once she's on her way out the door.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 14 Aug 2013 01:32:25 No.1608081 Report

Quoted By: >>1608114

>>1608072
I enjoy it as said(077 again), especially the mystery angle. Mixing it up works wonders... and she doesn't always have to be dealing with drama in other eras, hence my suggestion to give her a modern break. Or a modern problem really.

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Junko II Wed 14 Aug 2013 01:41:26 No.1608095 Report

Quoted By: >>1608114

>>1608072

I think what's missing is people. First one she avoids getting seen easily, second one is a clinical environment full of trained professionals. If you want less boredom, throw her somewhere with more of the general public. I also think B) is the option I'm picking here.

I like the "I'm from modern times." response. It's great because it's completely useless, as everyone thinks they live in modern times, but I can totally see someone saying it.

I actually like your input for my story. Your detailed responses are fairly helpful. Incidentally, since you wrote the thong into Junko's story, what type of thong is it? Might be handy to know, since I might need to describe her losing it soon.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 14 Aug 2013 01:59:27 No.1608114 Report

Quoted By: >>1608140 >>1608160

>>1608095
>I'm from modern times
Well of course. No one would answer "Well, the last time I looked at a calendar it was August the 13th 2013 (Common Era of course) at roughly 2250. Why? What is the date and time currently?"
>People
I thought I did well with the Doctor. Especially that bit of intimacy at the end. Guess I can always do better.
>Input
I feel I'm in a unique position when it comes to feedback for Junko. I'm glad that you and I are able to capitalize on it.
>Thong
I wrote it to be plain, by thong standards. Just a dark grey or black number. Non-side-tie. Whether that's what you use or not is fine.

>>1608077
>>1608081
Not sure if just waking up and forgetting to dress is a direction I want to take this, but I'll consider it.

Junko II

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Junko II Wed 14 Aug 2013 02:13:24 No.1608140 Report

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>>1608114

The Doctor wasn't bad, I liked her, but she was still in a context where nudity is less abnormal. Doctors (depending on their specialisation, of course) see naked people on a daily basis in entirely un-sexy contexts. Just don't pick, say, an airport security scanner operator or nudist camp resident next time and you'll be fine.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 14 Aug 2013 02:24:28 No.1608160 Report

Quoted By: >>1608161 >>1608224

>>1608114
Not so much forgetting to dress, more kind of like how she wakes up in the real world. She just doesn't realize it until it's too late.

Junko II

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Junko II Wed 14 Aug 2013 02:28:33 No.1608161 Report

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>>1608160

Hey anon, would you mind breaking the deadlock on this?>>1607704

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 14 Aug 2013 03:07:25 No.1608183 Report

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>>1608161
I'd say A and C.

Junko II

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Junko II Wed 14 Aug 2013 03:50:26 No.1608192 Report

Quoted By: >>1608194 >>1608260

>>1607704

I launch into a lengthy reply. "I'm not sure confidence is about the way you dress, but if you've bought it, it'd be a shame to never wear it. You're a good enough artist that a lot of people would like to see your work, just maybe not this particular story. Perhaps something a little less, um, sexual, but I can see your style working for any number of things. And you can keep drawing Junko: Stealth Assassin, I'd love to read more of her adventures." I genuinely do, there's actual tension in her writing. "But maybe you could reign in the sex a little. I'm sure we don't need Junko's boobs or butt in every panel. And I'd appreciate it if you didn't show this to anyone else. I'm not sure what other people would think of me afterwards." My reply seems to please Kiku, who says "Oh, okay, I think I can do that. I've got some works in progress that I could show to other people at home if you think I'm good enough."

I continue "Anyway, I said I'll help you, and if me taking my bra off will give you that confidence, I'll do it, but I'm sure you'll quickly learn to be confident on your own." With that, I get up and head to the front of the boat. It's a small passenger catamaran, and there's not many places I could go and not be seen, except the bridge. The crew will all be facing forwards, so if I'm quiet, they won't see me. I carefully work the door (or is it a hatch? or a bulkhead? These boaty people have weird names for everything) and slip in. I'm correct in my assumption, there are three guys in here all either looking out the front window or staring at some instrumentation (although in one case, only if you extend the definition of 'instrumentation' to include 'facebook').

Junko II

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Junko II Wed 14 Aug 2013 03:52:28 No.1608194 Report

Quoted By: >>1608195

>>1608192

My heart's already racing and I haven't even begun. There is an alcove created by some piece of machinery protruding through the deck, so I could possibly avoid detection if I make a sound, but it's barely big enough to hide behind, and I wouldn't be able to move an inch without being seen. I begin undoing the hooks and eyes holding my dress together, and get enough undone to remove my bra. This is so tense I'm almost worried they might hear my heartbeat, but that's crazy. With the racerback balled in my fist, I begin doing up the hooks and eyes again.

Then, I feel something cold and metallic against my side, and hear the telltale sound of a pair of fabric scissors. It's such a satisfying sound, the sound of simple yet refined machinery. Wait, what am I doing thinking about how good expensive scissors sound? I'm clearly in trouble here. I manage to not make any noise that would alert the crew, and before I can react, feel another hand dart into the flap of my dress that I haven't finished doing up and give my breast a squeeze. Out of the corner of my eye I can see a black sleeve holding the scissors.

Dammit. Yuri was wearing something long-sleeved and black today. I've not had any trouble from Yuuko since day one, as she seems content with trying to get revenge via mahjong club, but Yuri I thought only acted on Yuuko's command. If I could have opened the door without a sound, someone else could have as well. I assume she's still angry and finally got some initiative. As I realise this, the scissors somehow retract into her sleeve, like a hidden blade from that American game about templars and whatnot. I can't imagine those things exist, so she must have made it herself. I spin round to try and see her face, but she's gone, the door already shut behind her by the time I've turned.

Junko II

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Junko II Wed 14 Aug 2013 03:53:28 No.1608195 Report

Quoted By: >>1608196 >>1608216 >>1608272 >>1608301

>>1608194

I assess the damage. The scissors have extended the left-hand slit of my dress all the way up to my armpit. The skill with which the cut was made was impressive. Only the thread linking the two pieces has been cut, both seams and all the fabric is intact. It's almost like she wanted to strip me without permanently ruining the garment, a far cry to the shred-happy technique of Yuuko. Wait, why am I comparing clothes cutting technique? Sometimes your brain has the stupidest thoughts, Junko. I go to finish fastening the other side, and find a (printed, she's learning from her mistakes) note which reads:

"Oh dear, looks like someone's had a wardrobe malfunction. Come and talk to me and we'll see about fixing this unfortunate accident. You know who to contact."

Now, my left side is pretty open. You can get a bit of sideboob action even when I'm standing still, and it's going to be fairly impossible to avoid flashing my butt as I move, what with the back of this sporty thong not covering it. I consider putting my bra back on, as now I'm in danger of giving everyone a look at my left breast if I lean forward or to the right, but I must have dropped it in my surprise, and it's nowhere to be seen. Yuri must have ninja looted it.

I could go and see what that crazy seamstress wants, it could be she just wants closure from last time, and she has offered to fix this, which probably means a lop-sided trade of some kind. Or I could not give her the satisfaction of a complete victory and just deal with potential nipple slips. I bet my bra will materialise eventually, as they seem to have a crazy honour code where any amount of humiliation is fine, but even a penny of financial loss crosses the line.

A) Go and talk to Yuri and see what she wants in exchange for fixing the dress.
B) Screw her and go back to Kiku. I haven't finished reading her manga yet.
C) [Write in, since I'm not 100% that this is a binary choice.]

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 14 Aug 2013 03:59:26 No.1608196 Report

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>>1608195
B, she'll only make it worse.

Misa

A Special Night: Part 5

Misa Wed 14 Aug 2013 04:26:25 No.1608203 Report

Quoted By: >>1608217 >>1608313

>>1607080
Reika's newfound predicament made two things abundantly clear: one that there was no way this boy would ever lead to anything good.

The other was that she could not go home looking like she did. A strapless dress was bad enough, a soaked dress was just ASKING for it.

She didn't even spare him a second look after turning away to hide her flustered expression. She just turned and headed down through the shops, her fingers clenching onto that damp material for dear lif as she searched the nearby booths for something, anything to help her out of that predicament.

Sadly, as she should have guessed, fabric or even something as simple as a towel to dry off in was not likely to be found in that part of the market.

It was an electronic and hardware playground, with little to nothing in the way of more female-targeted wares.

Reika was away from the boy, he could do her no more harm... but there was nothing around her she could use, either.

Worse, she could feel the wet fabric stubbornly slipping downward from her damp cleavage, even though she made sure to keep it in place no matter how much it tried to fall.

She had to either ask someone else for help, or move on.

A] Ask another shopkeeper for help, they can't ALL be evil.
B] Enough time wasted. Get through the rest of the market and get home.
C] [Write-in]

Saki

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Saki Wed 14 Aug 2013 05:54:26 No.1608216 Report

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>>1608195
A, but only if it results in actually getting our clothes fixed/returned with no further clothing loss. I'd rather we not lose our outfit before getting out of the "starting gate", so to speak.

Otherwise... C, find someone else who might be able to help us.

Saki

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Saki Wed 14 Aug 2013 05:58:25 No.1608217 Report

Quoted By: >>1608218

>>1608203
C, find a secluded area or some-such, or maybe a bathroom. Something that will give you just enough privacy and time to quickly pull up your stubborn dress.

Misa

Misa Wed 14 Aug 2013 06:07:24 No.1608218 Report

Quoted By: >>1608224

>>1608217
Considering the straps have been cut and it's drenched, she won't have an easy time of that.

Saki

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Saki Wed 14 Aug 2013 06:13:28 No.1608224 Report

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>>1608064
Sachiko=The Saki in your story, right? Just wanted to make that clear.

Anyway, I agree with Junko II, things are going well enough, Makoto just needs to get "discovered", I suppose. Like, say, she winds up in a public bathouse with separate genders, and discovers she's on the wrong side. Pic related.

As for the prompt, I kinda like where >>1608160 is going, so I'll help it along. Makoto has a bit of a classic dream where she is in the middle of class, completely nude. She then gets called on to do a problem on the board.

Just as she goes to start actually *solving* the problem, she wakes up. Her head is a bit foggy, and she still thinks she's dreaming (since she is naked).

>>1608218
It's more of a "buy more time" suggestion than anything. Her dress is threatening to slip out of her grasp, so we pull it up

If it's not viable in the slightest, then I pick A. Then again, knowing your stories, they probably are all evil. :p

Saki

Part 16

Saki Wed 14 Aug 2013 07:54:24 No.1608246 Report

Quoted By: >>1608247

>>1607280
You look back at the group. You want to help her, but… how?

“Hey boss, what are we gonna do about the camping trip next month? We ain’t got the money for that.” One of the boys asks.

“Will youse STOP talkin’ about dat!?” The biggest one of the group replies. Perhaps he’s the team captain? “I’m tellin’ yas, we gots it covered!

You bite your lip. “Camping trip?” You think to yourself. “You never heard anything about a camping trip, and you certainly never put anything in the budget for one.”

“Well, if push comes to shove,” the third boy says, wrapping an arm around the first year girl’s shoulders, his hand groping her left breast. “maybe we can get our little pet to do a striptease for cash.”

“P…please don’t.” The girl blushes, squirming uncomfortably. The rugby boys laugh simultaneously. “Nah, we won’t need to do all that. We’ll just have a little talk with someone.” The third boy lets go of the girl, giving her a playful swat on the ass as he moves away. She flinches, and looks away.

You grit your teeth in anger. You don’t know who this ‘someone’ is, it’s certainly not you, because otherwise they would have talked with you by now. They probably couldn’t find you and decided to find some kind of under the table method. You’ll think about THAT later, right now you need to deal with the situation right in front of you. You can’t stand watching this sickening scene any longer. This girl needs help, and she needs help NOW.

Saki

Saki Wed 14 Aug 2013 07:55:25 No.1608247 Report

Quoted By: >>1608248

>>1608246
“Alright boys, whateva the hell was here ain’t here now. Let’s vamoose.”

The boys go to turn away, and you hurl the rock with all your might, beaning the ‘boss’ right in the back of the head.

“OW!” He yells, turning around quickly. You’ve already moved to the other side of the tree. “Who da hell did dat!?”

The rugby boys charge in your direction, with the girl merely walking forward. They get past the tree you are hiding behind, and you dash towards the girl!

“Boss, look!”

“What da… GET ‘ER”

You quickly charge past the shocked first year, grabbing her arm as you pass. “Come on! Hurry!”

You take a left. It’s the quickest way to your house.

“W-what are you doing!?” The frightened girl asks, one arm being dragged by you, while the other is trying to support her massive breasts.

“Don’t talk, run!” You kick over a garbage can to try and slow the rugby boys down. You head down a shopping district, but all of the stores are closed at this time, so it’s pretty much abandoned. You look back quickly, and don’t see your pursuers. You know they couldn’t have given up, so you know you have a lead on them. Taking the chance, you duck into a nearby alley.

Saki

Saki Wed 14 Aug 2013 07:55:25 No.1608248 Report

Quoted By: >>1608249 >>1608313 >>1608556 >>1609911

>>1608247
The girl is leaning forward, catching her breath. “Wh…why did you… do that?” She whispers in between breaths.

“I just… couldn’t stand watching that… any longer…” You reply.

“This doesn’t… change anything...” Her voice cracks. “Even if I get out today… they’ll just find me at school tomorrow. All you did was make things worse…”

Shit. You didn’t think about that.

“Still, you can’t just give up…” You reply.

“Then what do I do…?” The girl asks, tears forming in her eyes. “It’s been like this since I started school here… I’ve already tried getting help, but no one seems to want to… It’s like they can do whatever they want…”

“Well…”

We have to give this girl some encouragement, here. It seems this isn’t just a one-night thing. The faculty is turning a blind eye to their antics. There’s got to be some reason. Is it really just because they’re the national champs? We can’t find the answer to those questions now, but we can at least say something that can give her some hope that she’ll get out of this. The question is what, exactly?

Saki

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Saki Wed 14 Aug 2013 08:00:25 No.1608249 Report

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>>1608248
Kind of an unorthodox prompt, I know. I just wanted to stop it here because I have to get ready for work soon and it was getting rather long anyway.

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 14 Aug 2013 09:13:27 No.1608260 Report

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>>1608192
it could be a door. it's supposed to be a hatch, which is water-tight. but a lot of smaller boats are really lax about water tight Iintegrity, so a door between two indoor compartments would likely be a door. or there could not even be a door at all.
It's not a bulkhead, because that word means wall.

(Rainbow) the more you know

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 14 Aug 2013 11:32:25 No.1608272 Report

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>>1608195
Visit Kiku. Let her know we went nobra. Tell her we're going to brb to talk to gossip girl about repairing the "split seam".
She seems like her intentions aren't as malicious as last time. But if we find ourselves detained, kiku deserves to know we carried through with our plan.

Junko II

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Castle Enfenstein, Part 5a

Junko II Wed 14 Aug 2013 14:04:27 No.1608301 Report

Quoted By: >>1608303

>>1608195

I may as well see what Yuri has to say, although I should probably at least show Kiku I went through with it first. I walk back to her, holding the side of my dress closed with one arm. This is difficult to do without looking too weird, but at least it turns nipple slips into mere sideboob. "H… hey Kiku. I've taken my bra off. Although you can probably see that." One 'plus' of Yuri's 'retailoring' is that now it's not so tight around the chest, my nipples aren't in as much danger of showing through the relatively thin white fabric. "Anyway, I had an accident and my seam split, so I'm going to do something about it." I try to pretend I'm on top of the situation and that everything is fine and nothing is ruined. Kiku seems mightily impressed "Wow, your dress fell apart and you still didn't put your bra back on. I knew I was right about you." Heh, I would if I still had it, Kiku, but you don't have to know that.

Yuri is standing near the aft stairwell, which leads up to the roof. There's more seating up there, but it's not covered, and with the current weather, there are few takers. She's dressed in a black sweater dress with baggy enough sleeves to conceal her hidden scissors and combat boots. As I approach the stairs, she retreats to the roof, I follow.

Great. The wind up here is pretty intense; my dress is basically useless, even catching the flapping pieces is impossible. I look around to see who I'm giving a free show to. The only other people up here are two boys who seem to be making out (Is anyone in this school not gay? Seriously.) and a girl I don't know who can probably see everything as she's just chilling, ignoring the weather. "Okay Yuri, what is is this time?" I ask, frustrated.

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Castle Enfenstein, Part 5b

Junko II Wed 14 Aug 2013 14:05:27 No.1608303 Report

Quoted By: >>1608328 >>1608344 >>1608420 >>1608480 >>1608555 >>1608569

>>1608301

"I'm just interested in helping you out of your predicament. I didn't know you got off on stripping in public though." Damn her, I could try and explain the situation but it's way too complicated to bother with. "Anyway, I'll stitch up your dress, right there." She points to the middle of my exposed breast, by poking it. "And only there. No strings attached. Literally. I've got some magnetic clothes fasteners I've been wanting to try out. They're super-strong and made of neodymium. Pretty risk-free if you ask me."

I'm skeptical, this sounds like it could backfire easily. But if this wind is as bad on the island, wearing the dress as it is is almost as bad as no dress at all. "And if you let me cut and refasten the other side in the same way, I promise I won't attempt any more pranks while we're on this trip." She adds, with an evil smirk. She did pride herself on honesty, but I'm not sure if this voluntary loss is worth avoiding whatever she may have planned for later.

PROMPT:
A) This is a bad deal, walk away.
B) Let her fix one side of the dress with dubious fasteners.
C) Let her cut and fix both sides, avoid whatever future horror Yuri has planned.

Junko II

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Junko II Wed 14 Aug 2013 14:21:28 No.1608313 Report

Quoted By: >>1608557 >>1610160

>>1608203

B) Even if we find someone willing to help us, doing so will probably attract more attention. We should just get out of here.

>>1608248

Tell her you won't abandon her. You'll help her get real evidence and use your position to try and get the authorities to take notice.

Saki

Saki Wed 14 Aug 2013 16:11:29 No.1608328 Report

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>>1608303
Say we'd like to see some proof of the durability first.

Of course, I feel she'll dance aroud the question or something like that. Either way, C. Hopefully it'll stay together through the rest of the boat ride. At least we won't have to see her dumb face again.

Saki

Saki Wed 14 Aug 2013 16:26:26 No.1608344 Report

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>>1608303
Just walk away. Maybe someone has some pins we can use.

Saki

Saki Wed 14 Aug 2013 18:30:29 No.1608420 Report

Quoted By:

>>1608303
C. Afterwards, try to see if anyone on the boat has safety pins or somesuch.

(No more takebacks I swear.)

Anonymous

Anonymous Wed 14 Aug 2013 20:40:27 No.1608480 Report

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>>1608303
B will get you out of your current problem, I wouldn't trust her to be altering anything else though after what's happened.

Misa

Misa Wed 14 Aug 2013 23:46:27 No.1608555 Report

Quoted By:

>>1608303
C. Better dealing with this now than dealing with worse later.

Misa

Misa Wed 14 Aug 2013 23:49:30 No.1608556 Report

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>>1608248
Agreed with above, reassure her that she has help now. Tell her you'll get her safely home, in hopes she has family who are somewhat decent people. (Hopefully it's not much of a detour, but if it is... that complicates things a little.)

Misa

Misa Wed 14 Aug 2013 23:50:30 No.1608557 Report

Quoted By: >>1608558

>>1608313
This makes it a tie choice(i'm not sure how to take Saki's double post...), so waiting on a tie breaker. (I had ideas for A that I was pondering over, but B can work too.)

Misa

Misa Wed 14 Aug 2013 23:52:29 No.1608558 Report

Quoted By: >>1608563

>>1608557
Oh yeah, it was for two different stories. never mind! C or B then.

Saki

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Saki Thu 15 Aug 2013 00:14:27 No.1608563 Report

Quoted By: >>1608566

>>1608558
Yeah, I wanted an excuse to post more images.

Anyway... next update... later. I don't know what's wrong with me the past couple of days. Been kinda tired.

Misa

Misa Thu 15 Aug 2013 00:25:27 No.1608566 Report

Quoted By: >>1608568 >>1609790

>>1608563
Better late than gone. Ghost Anon and Art Student anon makes two, far too many.

Misa

Misa Thu 15 Aug 2013 00:54:28 No.1608568 Report

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>>1608566
Also, there's another story thread here which I contributed some to:
>>1607365

Junko II

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Castle Enfenstein, Part 6a

Junko II Thu 15 Aug 2013 01:07:23 No.1608569 Report

Quoted By: >>1608570

>>1608303

Yuri cutting the other side of my dress is a lot less bad than what she could do, so I think it's best to get this over with. "Okay, you can cut both sides if it makes you happy." Yuri replies "Oh, it does, believe me." She slices the other side of my dress open in one clean cut, and then produces a needle and thread from her other sleeve. She must have some other ninja gear for that too. Unsurprisingly, she's very 'hands on' about stitching the magnetic fasteners to my dress near my breasts. When she's done, they snap shut very tightly, it seems the thread holding them to the dress will break before those magnets are separated. "A pleasure doing business with you." She replies, and prowls off down the stairs.

Now the wind only manages to expose my thong, and with the two halves of my dress basically unconnected below my chest it's going to be even harder to move around in this thing, but I don't have to continually hold one side shut, which is a plus. You can see part my boobs through the holes in the side, but it's not as bad as before. I can see the island in the distance, so we're almost there, so I head back downstairs. I notice that the spray has made my dress a little transparent, but I hope it'll dry quickly.

I brush against a metal railing on my way down the stairs, and hear a 'clunk' as the magnet adheres to it. "Oh, so that's her game." I think. "She wants me to accidentally strip myself on a metal object. Lucky I noticed this time." It's only with considerable effort that I pull the magnets off the railing. I need to make sure to not lean against anything that looks metallic. I ask around about safety pins, and it soon becomes apparent that anyone who had any doesn't any more. Yuri went round and 'borrowed' them all before making her move.

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Castle Enfenstein, Part 6b

Junko II Thu 15 Aug 2013 01:09:23 No.1608570 Report

Quoted By: >>1608571

>>1608569

I return to the still-impressed looking Kiku, who seems slightly confused as to why my dress is now slit all the way up to my chest, but doesn't ask about it, so I don't offer an explanation. I kill the remaining time before we reach the island flicking through Junko: Stealth Assassin. It's a hard adventure, and I end up being killed by an Oni fairly quickly.

Making landfall, I see the castle, a random jumble of turrets which takes up most of the island, with some evidence of a sandy beach on the far side from the port. We're assigned room numbers and take our luggage up to them. I see I've ended up in a room with Kiku, Yuri and a girl from another class, an English transfer student going by the name of Elenor. I expected her to be blonde, but it seems her hair is disappointingly black and straight (I can't tell if that's natural or if she just wanted to look less foreign). She's wearing a pair of denim hotpants and an urban camp-print tank top with tennis shoes.

Kiku must have rushed here, as she's already unpacked and changed into her fishnet top, and has had the smart idea of letting her hair down, which is just long enough to sort-of cover her nipples, although this does little to hide her embarrassment or the odd looks she's getting from Elenor and Yuri. The room has two bunk beds, but as the last one here (Walking quickly in this dress isn't going to happen) I'm stuck with a bottom bunk nearest the door.

We're not given much time to unpack before the fun-fun programme of events starts. The planned events go by without incident more notable than the occasional snickering at my backside or Kiku's breasts temporarily being exposed. She seems to be taking the attention remarkably well, although she does spend quite a bit of the day hiding behind me.

Junko II

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Castle Enfenstein, Part 6c

Junko II Thu 15 Aug 2013 01:10:23 No.1608571 Report

Quoted By: >>1608572

>>1608570

We're supposed to be learning about all the architectural movements and the history of the countries that originated them, but I find it hard to be interested. It all just looks like blocky Western castle to me. Lunch is served in some kind of great hall, but is disappointingly standard cafeteria food rather than the more thematically appropriate medieval banquet.

Finally, the most important time of the day has arrived: Free time. While most of the castle has been preserved in various historical configurations, there's quite a lot of space devoted to recreational facilities. We're dumped into the rec room, and groups which finished earlier than us have already started using the various ping pong tables, arcade machines and suchlike.

I can see a few things which stand out. A girl I don't know dressed in bike shorts and a sports bra with a bob cut is owning everyone at DDR. Several confident-looking guys stepped up only to be utterly destroyed. I'm not the worst DDR player in the world, but she's way better than me. I could challenge her to a casual game though. It's not like there's anything stopping us playing on different difficulty levels, and I don't have the ego of any of the guys who thought they were pro. Might be a bit dangerous in this dress though.

There's an empty card table. I could try and get a game going, since I brought a set, although I'm not sure strip mahjong when I'm only wearing two items of non-footwear clothing is that smart, and there's loads of people here. There's also a door leading off to a gym, and I see the odd person go in and out. It's probably a way to let off some steam that's not as likely to cause exposure as DDR. That route also leads to the beach, but the weather is still miserable, so I bet nobody will be there.

Junko II

Castle Enfenstein, Part 6d

Junko II Thu 15 Aug 2013 01:12:29 No.1608572 Report

Quoted By: >>1608573 >>1608574 >>1608736 >>1609114 >>1609134

>>1608571

I can also see a group of people, including Yuuko (Wearing a white sweater dress that's basically a colour-inverted version of Yuri's) looking at a map. There's animated discussion about something. I hear the word "secret passages" over the commotion.

PROMPT:

A) Introduce ourselves to DDR girl.
B) Check out the Gym.
C) Try and get a Mahjong game together.
D) See what Yuuko's group are looking at.

Another long one, mainly because I needed to skip over parts with no meaningful choices, although if I broke it in the right places I could have fitted it into three posts.

Misa

Misa Thu 15 Aug 2013 01:14:29 No.1608573 Report

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>>1608572
I would say A, but that depends on the version...
(but seriously, A.)

Saki

Saki Thu 15 Aug 2013 01:17:29 No.1608574 Report

Quoted By: >>1609144

>>1608572
D sounds like the most fun to me.

Anonymous

Anonymous Thu 15 Aug 2013 04:22:29 No.1608736 Report

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>>1608572
As a DDR nerd I can't not select A

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Assreaver Thu 15 Aug 2013 22:36:30 No.1609091 Report

Quoted By: >>1609092 >>1609127

I had a dream once that was sort of like ENF but involved wearing awkward and embarrassing clothing, a different outfit every day, for a specified period of time. Stuff like:

- Business suit
- Female military officer's outfit
- Vertical rib sweater, miniskirt, pantyhose, and boots
- A blouse, jean shorts with no panties, and tennis shoes
- Waffedolphin's equipment set from Busou Shinki
- A leather bodysuit
- Tribal outfit
- A micro bikini
- Nothing but trousers
- Nothing but an apron
- Shibari harness
- A lot of Post-Its
- Covering your body in whipping cream and calling it clothing
- Nothing but a vibrator

Assreaver

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Assreaver Thu 15 Aug 2013 22:37:30 No.1609092 Report

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>>1609091

Oh and the girl looked kind of like Tsubaki Kokonoe minus the fox ears and fox tail.

Anonymous

Anonymous Thu 15 Aug 2013 23:56:27 No.1609114 Report

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>>1608572

I'd kind of like to see the empty beach, but that's not taking the story where it needs to go. C.

Saki

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Saki Fri 16 Aug 2013 00:12:28 No.1609127 Report

Quoted By: >>1609163

>>1609091
>A lot of Post-Its

Was anything written on them?

Anonymous

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Anonymous Fri 16 Aug 2013 00:52:28 No.1609129 Report

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Junko II

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Castle Enfenstein, Part 7a

Junko II Fri 16 Aug 2013 01:38:28 No.1609134 Report

Quoted By: >>1609135

>>1608572

I ignore my state of dress and go to check out the DDR machine, hoping that this wasn't a mistake. It looks like an old 5th Mix cabinet that's been converted to run some 3rd party remake of the game full of thousands of songs of questionable legality. "Hi, is this side free? I'm Junko." I ask, trying to sound cheery.

"I'm Reki. Sure, I seem to have scared off everyone else. You can pick first. I don't mind what you choose." She replies, not terribly interested in me. I select something I think I remember, and leave the difficulty fairly low. Reki maxxes out the difficulty and throws on a few handicap mods as well. I just about manage to muddle through the song, while Reki shows off with a bunch of spins and pointless handplants but still gets a double A.

As she's picking her song, she says: "Oh, you're that thong girl, aren't you?" I guess that answers the question of how much other people have been noticing my attire. "I'm becoming known as 'that thong girl'. Not exactly a reputation to be proud of." I think. "Um… interesting fashion choice, I guess. This song's a bit nonstandard. Watch out for the hands." I keep my difficulty the same, as does Reki, but she does remove her handicaps.

The first time I'm required to hit three arrows at once I try bending at the waist, and it just doesn't work, and just gives anyone watching a good view of my butt. The next time round I bend at the knee, and this seems a lot easier, but keeping up with the speed of the song is hard, and I barely make it to the end. We do a few more songs, and eventually I bash out something resembling an okay performance, I even do the spins, but I'm a bit out of breath. At least this outfit is now well-ventilated. I thank Reki for the game and step off the pad, it seems I'm not really good enough to interest her, and her mind is on the game at the moment.

Junko II

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Castle Enfenstein, Part 7b

Junko II Fri 16 Aug 2013 01:38:28 No.1609135 Report

Quoted By: >>1609144 >>1609478 >>1610556

>>1609134

As I turn to leave, I notice our audience has grown significantly, and I'm curious as to why so many people have stopped what they were doing to watch a one-sided game of DDR. Then I see it. A scrap of black fabric caught on a bent bit of metal on the pad is all that remains of my thong. It must have gotten caught when I did those hands. Worse, when I spin in this dress the flaps fly out, so I must have flashed everyone several times when I did that last song. I've been playing bottomless for the last ten minutes and didn't realise it.

I try to cover my embarrassment but my face says it all and I retreat to the edge of the room, not wanting to draw more attention to myself by trying to retrieve my ruined panties. I have no idea if Reki has noticed or not, she's still playing, but now that I think about it, she was glancing down at my lower body a lot.

Now I just want to go back to my room and hide, but running away like that seems like the opposite of the person I want to be. There's still some time until dinner, and it looks like all the other options I considered are still open, so I could be tough and try and take this in my stride. If I'm really careful I can still move around without exposing everything, I think. Or I could go for a wander around the castle, there's going to be fewer people to see me there, and I could claim to myself I'm exploring, not hiding.

PROMPT:

A) Retreat to our room until lunch.
B) Previous option (write in)
C) Look around.
D) I'm not entirely satisfied with these prompts, so if there's another course of action people want, I'm reminding people they can write in things at any point.

Saki

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Saki Fri 16 Aug 2013 01:43:31 No.1609144 Report

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>>1609135
B. See >>1608574

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Assreaver Fri 16 Aug 2013 01:52:28 No.1609163 Report

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>>1609127

No, but people had a tendency to take them.

Same with the whipping cream.

Also some other ideas:

- A hoodie and sweat pants
- A tank top and yoga pants
- A sundress
- Military-grade NBC protection gear
- A full suit of medieval armor
- Cat ears, a buttplug tail, and a collar
- Three coats of Spraylat

Anonymous

Anonymous Fri 16 Aug 2013 07:07:20 No.1609478 Report

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>>1609135

Seconding catching up on Yuuko

Saki

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Saki Fri 16 Aug 2013 21:31:28 No.1609790 Report

Quoted By: >>1609829

>>1608566
Ghost Anon posted a story on his DeviantArt, so he's around-ish.

Anyway, progress has been going really slow on this part for some reason. I guess I fell out of my groove or something. I'm working on it, but I can't say when it will be up.

Junko II

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Junko II Fri 16 Aug 2013 23:21:29 No.1609829 Report

Quoted By: >>1609847

>>1609790

I'm busy this weekend too, so next part of mine will probably be delayed.

Misa

Misa Sat 17 Aug 2013 00:03:30 No.1609847 Report

Quoted By: >>1609860

>>1609829
I never got a tie-breaker vote, so I suppose I can just wing a combination of the two.

Saki

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Saki Sat 17 Aug 2013 00:10:23 No.1609860 Report

Quoted By:

>>1609847
Well, my suggestion was to temporarily fix the slipping of the dress. It actually assumed B in the end anyway.

If you want I can just change my vote to just B.

Saki

Part 17

Saki Sat 17 Aug 2013 01:10:20 No.1609911 Report

Quoted By: >>1609912

>>1608248
“You leave all that to me, that’s what you do.” You tell the girl, confidently.

“But… what can you do?” The girl asks, looking you up and down. Your current attire probably isn’t doing much to instill her with confidence.

“I may not look like it, especially not right now, but I AM in the Student Council.” You reassure her. “If we can find SOMETHING on them, then I’m sure we can take them down. I heard them talking about a trip, and needing to talk to someone about getting money for it. Do you know anything?”

The girl shakes her head. “I’m sorry, all I know is that it’s happening during Summer Break, and, of course, I’m obligated to be there…”

You frown. “I had a feeling they wouldn’t say anything to you. Summer Break… that’s only a month or so away.” You look at the girl. You doubt that spending a few days, a week, or however long they plan on spending the trip in her birthday suit would be anything less than Hell.

“We’ll definitely make sure every single one of those bastards have been taken care of.” You say, punching your fist into your palm.

“W-wait…” The girl starts. “Not all of them.”

“Huh?” You give her a confused look.

“There’s one boy… he’s a first year like me. He isn’t like the others at all. He always stays behind and talks to me, comforting me. He’s a really nice person… I think he would help us if we asked.”

You give the girl a nod. “Alright. We’ll ask your boyfriend for help.” You say with a teasing grin. The girl turns as red as a strawberry. “Wha-? N-n-n-no! It’s not like that!”

Saki

Saki Sat 17 Aug 2013 01:11:29 No.1609912 Report

Quoted By: >>1609914

>>1609911
You chuckle to yourself, and pat her on the shoulder. “I know, I know…” A sudden realization comes over you. “Oh! I haven’t told you my name. I’m Saki Hamura.”

“Kanami… Kanzawa.” She says, looking straight at you. She seems to have a bit more of a hopeful spark in her eyes. “Thank you…”

“Of course. I wouldn’t be able to live with myself if I left you like that.” You tell her, pulling her in for a hug. “You’ll get out of this, I promise.”

“Not tahnight, ya won’t.”

Your eyes jolt open as you and Kanami gasp simultaneously, pulling away from each other. You see the three Rugby boys standing in the alley way, spaced just enough that you can’t run past.

“Oh, please. Don’t stop on our account. I thought it was getting kinda interestin’.”

You grab Kanami’s hand and bolt the other way. The boys give chase, but they don’t seem to be putting much effort into it. You both quickly realize why.

“Oh no…” Kanami says, her voice trembling. There’s a brick wall in the middle of the alley. A complete and utter dead end.

“I REALLY oughta teach you one helluva lesson for that little stunt.” The captain says, glaring at you. “BUT! I’m feelin’ generous. We’ll give ya three options, ya pick one and do it, and we’ll let you go home.”

That seems… too easy. “What are my options?”

Saki

Saki Sat 17 Aug 2013 01:11:32 No.1609914 Report

Quoted By: >>1609916 >>1610010 >>1610880

>>1609912
“Well, fer startas; ya can bend over and gets twenty-five spankin’s.” Well, that’s not so bad, you thi- “From EACH of us.” Oh. “Second, peel off that little apron and gives us a nice masturbation show.” You had a feeling that would be one of the options. It’s not like you’ve never masturbated before, but never with an audience. “Third, ya can take what ya an’ Kanami were doin’ and take it to dah next level.” You look at him confused. What the hell is he talking abo- Oh. OH. Ugh.

“What’ll it be, missy? Heck, ya don’t even have ta do one of those. If yer feelin’ frisky ya can do something else. If we like it enough we might let ya go.” The captain gives you a wink, and you feel your stomach churning.

Despite the general embarrassment of doing these things. It still seems a bit TOO easy. Are they planning something? You doubt you can pull off another escape attempt, nor do you think you can negotiate out of this scott-free. Though, you could probably do something different than what they asked. Do we do something embarrassing, or do we do something daring? If we do something embarrassing, do we do their choices, or think up something of our own? And what about Kanami, can we get her out of here too?

Saki

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Saki Sat 17 Aug 2013 01:17:32 No.1609916 Report

Quoted By: >>1610120

>>1609914
You know what I hate doing? This guy's accent.

Anyway, I finally finished this part. The beginning of it was hell for some reason. I knew how I wanted the story to go, but I didn't know what to put down. Plus, I have no idea how Japanese school systems work so I might have contradicted myself somewhere. If I haven't already done it with other things. No matter. We're not in this for the details, are we? We just want girls naked. :p

Junko II

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Junko II Sat 17 Aug 2013 02:40:28 No.1610010 Report

Quoted By: >>1610142

>>1609914

Point out that none of those options necessarily involve you being better off after you submit. What's to stop them just asking for more after we're done? (The idea here of course being to trick them into giving us an opening, or at least stalling until someone passes by so we can scream "Help, rape!")

Misa

Misa Sat 17 Aug 2013 04:06:32 No.1610120 Report

Quoted By: >>1610142

>>1609916
Well given the choices, the first is easily the least humiliating.

Are there any routes out of there? Something to climb on, something to throw at them?

Saki

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Saki Sat 17 Aug 2013 04:22:31 No.1610142 Report

Quoted By: >>1610147

>>1610120
Sadly, not this time. Even if there were they're close enough to grab us if we had the gall to try it. We can either submit and hope they aren't lying about letting us go, or pray for a miracle.

...I swear I had something in mind when I said "do something daring" (reckless was also the word I was going for, not daring). I've forgotten what it was, though.

>>1610010
If all else fails, we could always just do what they say as a distraction as well. I would suggest doing something that is humiliating enough to get and keep their attention, and doesn't disorient us enough to be unable to get up and go should something happen.

Misa

Misa Sat 17 Aug 2013 04:37:32 No.1610147 Report

Quoted By: >>1610176

>>1610142
Well, I'm -pretty- sure B would make her way too distracted to get away. And A would have her stuck with them. So I think C is the safest bet.

Saki

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Saki Sat 17 Aug 2013 05:08:23 No.1610156 Report

Quoted By:

Also, for those who don't follow the Kisekae thread, I made a small set of three pictures with Saki.

>>1609849
>>1610121
>>1610155

I also settled for a name for the school.

Misa

A Special Night: Part 6

Misa Sat 17 Aug 2013 05:42:29 No.1610160 Report

Quoted By: >>1610161

>>1608313
Reika didn't see any faces that looked helpful, equipped to resolve her plight, or even female. That meant there was no point staying there a moment longer. ...still, literally falling out of her dress wouldn't do much good either.

Once she was comfortably out of sight by the end of the alley, she took the much-needed opportunity to adjust the wet dress upward. It wasn't much, but as long as she held on, it wouldn't go tumbling down... and she had no intention of letting go.

There was little time to worry about the lingering, and tangibly obvious, dampness of her attire. As long as it covered her, it'd do. A small breath to brace herself, and forward Reika went into the passing crowd.

If it struck her as familiar, it should have. It was on this very road that she had planned to meet her friend after the end of a similar trial, though obviously that hadn't worked out too well for either of them.

Was there a way she could make things right? Or was this a form of long-overdue karma coming back at her?

Reika tried not to think about it, her priority remained reaching the end of the market, but it seemed as if the very presence of the crowd was dead set on hindering her movements.

A sharp brushing from a passerby here, an occasional rough nudge there, getting by unscathed was no easy feat. Yet through it all, Reika's will(and grip) was unfazed.

The dress and her modesty stayed intact as she quickened her pace ever so slightly, even as the rough ground beneath her feet was another reminder of the footwear she presently lacked.

She was so close to the end of the road that she could see the roofs of adjacent homes. Reika let herself exhale in long-withheld relief. This nightmare was almost done with.

Was the wind picking up? If she wasn't imagining things, the night was beginning to feel rather drafty, and her skin somewhat colder.

Misa

Misa Sat 17 Aug 2013 05:42:29 No.1610161 Report

Quoted By: >>1610178 >>1610183

>>1610160
Soon enough, Reika knew with certainty it was not imagination. She felt her legs abruptly hindered in her next movement, due in no small part to the confines of a rather damp set of panties having descended more than far enough to make her legs stumble, since they were almost to her knees. "N, not here...!" She was so close, a fall of that sort there would be nightmarish. If she lost her balance, and her grip, those around her would see a great deal, if not EVERYTHING.
No one seemed to have noticed the barefoot girl with a pair of underwear tangle around her thighs, but that could easily change if things changed for the worse.

A] Ignore it, press on as fast as you can and collect yourself once you're away from the market.

B] Don't be silly, at least fix your underwear... or just ditch it all together.

C] [write-in]

Junko II

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Junko II Sat 17 Aug 2013 07:11:29 No.1610176 Report

Quoted By: >>1610181

>>1610147

C looks safest, but we don't want to make Kanami do it against her will. If she doesn't want to we'll have to choose B.

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Junko II Sat 17 Aug 2013 07:13:29 No.1610178 Report

Quoted By:

>>1610161

B, and fix it, we don't want to lose our only intact piece of clothing.

Anonymous

Anonymous Sat 17 Aug 2013 07:44:30 No.1610179 Report

Quoted By:

>>1605496
I hate to be that guy, but source?
Google Reverse Image search and Gelbooru bring up nothing.

Saki

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Saki Sat 17 Aug 2013 08:28:29 No.1610181 Report

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>>1610176
I doubt she would object. Us being in their clutches isn't really going to help ANYBODY.

Also, the previous ENF thread is only two new threads away from deletion as of this post.

Saki

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Saki Sat 17 Aug 2013 08:32:29 No.1610183 Report

Quoted By:

>>1610161
B- Fix it, unless there's no time and/or it's just not possible without losing our dress. Losing our panties would be a shame, but we still (relatively) have most of our body covered with the dress.

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Courtesy Warning

Anonymous Sat 17 Aug 2013 15:46:20 No.1610227 Report

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>>1601091 →
Old thread is on Page 10. SECOND TO LAST on chopping block.

Anyone interested in saving pictures or stories have at it now.

Junko II

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Castle Enfenstein, Part 8a

Junko II Sat 17 Aug 2013 23:31:23 No.1610556 Report

Quoted By: >>1610557

>>1609135

I decide to see what Yuuko's group are doing. New Junko isn't going to let something like ending up with no panties and no bra in a dress that's slit both sides up to her chest stop her from having a fun school life. I walk up to the table around which they have opened the map and try to casually butt into the conversation. "So, what're you guys looking at?" I ask.

"Oh, it's Junko. I'm loving the new breezy look you're doing; it really suits you. Wait, weren't you wearing panties earlier?" Yuuko responds with a smirk.

"I... had a minor arcade machine related accident. It's not a big deal." I try to sound like this is something I can just take in my stride but can't help tugging my dress down. "Anyway, what's with the map?"

Yuuko answers. "We've found a gap in the map which looks like it contains a room, and we think we know where the entrance is. You should come help us. We need a trap detector. Um, I mean we could use an extra pair of hands." Sounds suspicious, but this is pretty exciting. Almost like going on a real adventure. "I haven't got anything better to do, so I suppose I could tag along with you guys."

It doesn't take long for us to get to the place where Yuuko expects the secret to be, and it's not terribly well hidden behind a large painting. Yuuko instructs me to go first, and I suppose I should, because I am butting into their group. The passage is a small crawlspace, which means in my current state of dress, the front of my dress is useless. I have to hold the back half down to avoid giving Yuuko behind me a free show, and I'm left with no choice but to let the undersides of my free-hanging breasts show. Yuuko's amusement at my predicament seems pretty intense. We reach a door after a short distance, which seems to be secured with a lever marked "Door control." I relay this information to the others and they insist I pull it. Unable to back out with everyone in the passage behind me, I'm not really given any other options.

Junko II

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Castle Enfenstein, Part 8b

Junko II Sat 17 Aug 2013 23:32:20 No.1610557 Report

Quoted By: >>1610602

>>1610556

This turns out to be a horrifically bad idea. As soon as I pull it, the sign flips round to read "Door control and super fun happy slide." Said slide opens beneath me, and Yuuko can't move back fast enough and slips down behind me. Her three cronies are far back enough that they avoid this fate. The slide unceremoniously dumps me into a shallow pool of water, soaking my dress though, not that it was covering much after the slide. Above me is a shaft leading directly up, presumably into the room we could have entered through the door had we not fallen for the slide. The shaft is lined with a great number curiously shaped handholds, I guess we're meant to climb them. After a short inspection, I can see that they're all penises, the only way out seems to be to climb a literal wall of dicks.

I glance back to see how Yuuko fared, and she's ended up much worse than me. She didn't have enough momentum to hit the pool, and is now hanging on to the wall by two of the 'handholds'. I wonder why she hasn't just let go and dropped into the pool, and then I see it. One more of the 'holds' is hooked into the back of her dress and the waistband of her white cotton panties, if she lets go, her dress will be left hanging on the ceiling, and her panties will probably be torn in half. "Dammit Junko, stop gawking and help me!", an irate Yuuko grumbles.

I could help her down with her panties intact, but a couple of devious ideas form in my mind. I still have that camera (I bought it for the beach, so it's waterproof.), and currently Yuuko's having to brace her legs against opposite sides of the wall to avoid falling. I could snap a few photos of her like this as payback, or as insurance against future pranks, or I could get her to agree to something in exchange for my help.

PROMPT:
A) Help Yuuko down without being mean.
B) Take compromising photographs first.
C) Ask for something in return (write in).

Saki

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Saki Sun 18 Aug 2013 00:03:20 No.1610602 Report

Quoted By: >>1610607 >>1610640

>>1610557
If this were Yuri, I would say tickle her to get her to loosen her grip so she falls anyway.

That said.... can we get her down with her dress intact?

If so, I say we offer to let her down if she gives us her underwear.

If not, then B. Though didn't Yuuko agree to not do any pranks/punishments outside of Mahjong? Unless that's just Junko's assumption.

Saki

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Saki Sun 18 Aug 2013 00:05:20 No.1610607 Report

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>>1610602
This suggestion is also under the assumption that her dress would cover her well enough that she could go without panties.

Junko II

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Junko II Sun 18 Aug 2013 00:23:20 No.1610640 Report

Quoted By: >>1610658

>>1610602

There's no official truce, but Yuuko hasn't tried anything since day one.

You can get her down with her dress intact by simply unhooking the offending member. Her dress is very short, it's probably more of a sweater being worn as a dress (see image, apologies for not being ENF image). I guess it's up to you if you think she could go without panties.

Saki

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Saki Sun 18 Aug 2013 00:33:20 No.1610658 Report

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>>1610640
Then perhaps A could be the best course of action. Let sleeping dogs lie, so to speak.

B could also work, though we would have to keep an eye on our camera so it's not lost/taken. Plus we would have to wait to get the pictures made before we can really do anything with them. Not necessarily a problem, however.

Alternately, we can always go C. Get her down, while having her promise that she won't try any threats outside of Mahjong forfeits (taking pictures might help in this regard as well, but I'll leave that up to you).

In fact, I think that's what I'll pick. C, let her down on the promise of no pranks outside of Mahjong.

Saki

Part 18

Saki Sun 18 Aug 2013 04:12:25 No.1610880 Report

Quoted By: >>1610882

>>1609914
“Hold on.” You say, unconvinced. “How do I even know you guys are even going to hold your end of the bargain?”

“Well, why doncha ask the girl yer tryin’ ta rescue?” The captain says, pointing at Kanami, who nods. “Despite everything… they’re actually rather sincere about their agreements.”

That settles that, at least. Though, you still feel like there’s something more to all this. You glance around, even if you agree to it, you still want to get out of it as quickly as possible. You definitely don’t want to be stuck in their clutches outright, so spanking is out. A masturbation show would likely leave you pretty disoriented, especially since you would have to sit on the ground to do it. Your only choice then, would be to make-out with Kanami, who you’ve known for a whole ten minutes, and is a girl.

Your first kiss is with a girl, how humiliating. You walk over to Kanami, “Umm… will you be okay with this?” You ask. The last thing you want to do is to force her into doing something she’s going to hate.

Kanami shrugs in response, looking off to the side. “I’m used to it. At least now it’s with a girl I kind of like.” Honestly, you were kind of hoping you weren’t alone when it came to kissing girls. “N-n-n-not that I *like you* like you or anything! I just me-“

“I get it.” You smile, cutting her off. “Although, I’m not exactly used to this myself…” The three boys chuckle to themselves. They appear to have gotten what you meant with that. You groan.

“Hey, you can always practice with one of us first.” One of the Rugby boys speaks up. “No thank you.” You reply, flatly. You’d rather have your first kiss with a girl than with one of these bozos any day of the week.

Saki

Saki Sun 18 Aug 2013 04:14:25 No.1610882 Report

Quoted By: >>1610883

>>1610880
You turn around. “Alright. Let’s get this over with…” You begin to take a step towards Kanami, before meeting a small bit of resistance at your neck and waist. Before you can react, your apron is quickly pulled off your now completely nude body. “H-hey! What the hell!?” You yell, glaring at the boy on the left.

“I dunno.” The boy says, balling up the apron. “It just didn’t seem fair to poor Kanami to have to be completely naked for this, while you got to wear something.”

“Gotta admit, dat does sounds kinda embarassin’” The captain says, in agreement.

“I-I don’t really mind…” Kanami pipes up.

“You hear that? Now give it back!” You go to reach for the apron, but the boy quickly throws it upwards, where it goes over the wall. “You asshole.”

“Youse sure youse in da right position tah be sayin’ dat?” The captain says. “Now, I think youse were about tah do somethin’”

You sigh. He IS right, at least here. Getting angry at them at this point might make things worse. “Fine, fine…” You turn back to Kanami, who’s looking at the wall, curiously. “…Are you okay?”

“Ah, y-yes. I’m fine. I just… thought I heard something.”

“Alright.” You put your arms around Kanami’s bare shoulders, both your and her breasts pressing against each other. You close your eyes, and take a deep breath. You start to lean in, when you hear the sound of a banging trashcan. “W-what was that!?” You jump.

“It was nothin’! Now gets own wit it!” The captain shouts, impatiently.

“Alright already!” You shout, looking back at Kanami. “I… I’m sorry it had to come to this…” She says.

“It’s not your fault. Not your fault at all.” You reassure her, leaning in as you lock your lips with hers.

Saki

Saki Sun 18 Aug 2013 04:16:21 No.1610883 Report

Quoted By: >>1610884

>>1610882
It could be because it’s your first time, but the soft, gentle sensation of Kanami’s lips sends tingles down your spine. Unfortunately, you have to force yourself to fight off the feeling. You just barely open your eyes and look in the direction of the Rugby boys. They appear to be pretty focused on you, but there’s a huge problem. One you really should have seen coming. They’re reaching into their pockets and pulling out their cell phones. Your heart begins racing, both from the kissing and the realization. You know there’s no way you can stop them, and there’s no telling what they will do with those photos!

*HISS*

“Hey, boss. Did you hear something?”

“Shad-“

“M’ROOOOW!”

Your eyes shoot open as you pull Kanami off of you, watching the scene before you unfold. A cat jumped off of the top of the wall, and landed on the captain’s face! You’re even more shocked when you realize that it’s the very same cat that you rescued from that tree earlier tonight!

“AGH! What da hell!?” The shock of the scene sends the captain tumbling backwards, bringing his two lackeys with him!

“Come on, Kanami!” You shout, grabbing her hand. “You too!” You shout at the cat as you trample the rugby player that took your apron.

You make it out of the alleyway with Kanami in town, taking a right. “Which way is your house?” You ask. “It’s… on the other side of town…” Kanami replies. “Then we’ll just go to mine.” The cat mews in agreement as it follows you.

Saki

Saki Sun 18 Aug 2013 04:16:21 No.1610884 Report

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Taking a look behind you, the three Rugby boys are running behind you. The captain has a set of comical scratches on his face. Turning back around, you head down a neighborhood. You’re only a block or two away from your home!

However, as you get about half way down the street, you realize the rugby players aren’t going down without a fight. One of them pulls an air horn out of their pocket, and begins furiously blowing it! Lights turn on before your eyes, and you know that within moments, there will be countless people looking outside to see the commotion. Do we continue running, hoping we aren’t recognized, or do we find somewhere to hide?

Anonymous

Anonymous Sun 18 Aug 2013 05:06:21 No.1610905 Report

Quoted By: >>1611297 >>1611298

Three big guys getting caught chasing two naked girls through the streets at night isn't going to end well for them. Keep running.

Anonymous

Anonymous Sun 18 Aug 2013 19:50:22 No.1611297 Report

Quoted By: >>1611298

>>1610905
Seconded, that's just stupid on their part.
Well they did seem to miss out on the intelligence handouts

Saki

Saki Sun 18 Aug 2013 19:54:22 No.1611298 Report

Quoted By: >>1611308

>>1610905
>>1611297
I will admit, that little scene was supposed to go a lot differently. I kinda rushed the end a bit and messed up. I do have a bit of a fix, though.

That said, I'm about to work on a new thread. Figure it's far down enough to warrant a new one.

Saki

Saki Sun 18 Aug 2013 20:23:23 No.1611308 Report

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>>1611298
Said new thread might be delayed a bit, but it will come. (I have most of it typed out, but I have to go away for a bit.

Saki

Saki Sun 18 Aug 2013 21:31:22 No.1611324 Report

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>>1611323
New thread.

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