This might sound a trifle cliche at this point, but it does bear repeating: Shinobu Miyake was a perfectly ordinary girl. Nothing extraordinary about her. At all. Nope. Not a thing. Oh, you saw her lift a car the other day so she could rescue a trapped kitty? Optical illusion, obviously she wouldn't be capable of such a feat of strength. Being absolutely normal and all.
Her impression of this "new uniform" experiment was simple enough: It felt exactly like the kind of malarky her ex-boyfriend Ataru Moroboshi would get up to. Having all the girls strut around in teeny skirts and tied off shirts. Fetish fuel to fuel the fetish geared mind.
"Huh... That felt like it ought to bother me more than it does..." Shinobu muttered to herself under her breath. She looked around at the assortment of uniforms. It was kind of weird how they all did have that different style about them. Maybe her impression was wrong? Ataru would've kept it nice and simple instead of going for all those complicated designs. That's how she felt anyway.
Ah, but she was feeling something else as well while walking down this corridor. She felt... Flush. Warm all over, but it felt more like the heat was coming from within rather than without. It was a comfortable heat that was starting to feel kind of nice.
Her gaze fell upon two boys indulging in the male gaze, so to speak. The two of them were watching a trio of cute girls strutting past in their uniforms. Eyes glued to their legs, their butts, the gently rocking material, any bit of skin that they could lay their eyes on. Ugh. She rolled her eyes a bit at that. Honestly, those boys. Why were they looking when they could, you know, maybe try talking to this girls? They might be perfectly happy to let a bit of touching go down -
Oh. Oh! She was feeling their arousal. Huh. Well, that's a new development. One may ask how Shinobu jumped straight to recognizing that she was now sensing arousal. The answer is that she’s lived through a lot of weird stuff in her life. And even though she didn’t catch on that it was the uniform doing it, she could tell that <b>something</b> had happened to give her this power.
Time was that such a thing would have sent her on a rampage. Do you see that drinking fountain? It would have been moved from that wall into the one opposite. As it was...
"Hey!" Shinobu scowled, marching right up to the two boys. They tried to back off, which was sensible as they had seen her ideas about drinking fountain placement. Alas, she caught up to them in good time and grabbed both of them by the hands, then physically hauled them off to the trio of girls they'd been ogling. “Stop just staring at girls! It makes you look like a creeper!” She sat both boys down in front of them. “Be a man! Talk to them!”
The three girls eyes widened, and the boys looked mortified. Shinobu pinched the bridge of her nose, not noticing that her other hand was resting gently on the drinking fountain. The boys sure noticed though.
"Hey! Wanna go out sometime?" the boys said to the girls in unison. All three girls turned back, smiled, stepped back and linked arms with the two boys and the five began walking down the hall, giggling and making date plans.
Huh... Something felt odd about that maths. Heck, if anything it felt kind of more like the girls were the ones in control. Not that the boys seemed to mind, if anything this forwardness was really working for them...
Wait. Three girls dating two boys? Wasn’t that a bit perverted!?
"Yo, Shinobu!" a familiar voice called out. The perfectly ordinary girl with the newfound ability to sense arousal went completely stiff, and no that wasn't any kind of kinky metaphor. The sound of that voice had reminded her of a certain event from last night. Namely, that she had kissed the source of that voice. Ryuunosuke Fujinami. As such she turned around with no small amount of trepidation, uncertain of exactly what she might feel if she could sense her own arousal -
And she need not have worried about such a trivial thing. Because the arousal of absolutely everyone else behind her was more than enough to knock her for a loop. As for why that was, well...
All of her life Ryuunosuke had to deal with a complete dumbass father who insisted that she was a boy in spite of all evidence to the contrary (and you had better believe there was a lot of evidence to the contrary, but we'll get to the matter of Ryuunosuke's bust in a minute). Which meant that her clothes, manner of speaking, body language. The whole lot of it was masculine. Right down to the bone. When she walked into the girl's locker room, even girls that knew her would freak out at first. Then they'd watch a bit more carefully than they'd like to admit as she got changed. Because girl or not, Ryuunosuke made a super cute boy.
She also filled out a ballgown as if she was poured into it.
Now, that wasn't especially new to Shinobu. She'd known about that particular fact since Ryuunosuke had strutted into class this morning, all sexy and smouldering and ready to dance and turn a straight girl into a hardcore lesbian without even meaning to. Even if Onsen Mark didn’t seem to realize she wasn’t her own cousin.
"Listen, you got a minute?" Ryuunosuke asked, suddenly grabbing hold of Shinobu's hand and physically hauling her into a nearby closet.
"That lucky bitch," a girl in the corridor whispered. Every single other student in the corridor, be they boy, girl, straight or gay nodded in absolute and total agreement. Ryuunosuke in a sexy ball gown hit all of their buttons without fail.
From Shinobu's perspective though, if her heart started pounding any faster it would break her ribs. She couldn't take her eyes away from Ryu's, out of fear of what she might do if she did. If she looked at her lips she might go in for a kiss. If she looked at those bare shoulders she might move to caress them. If she saw that low, low neckline then she might plant her face right in there. And that was before the possibility of looking lower, of seeing those curves, of seeing that healthy toned thigh sticking out through that slit...
"Shinobu! Snap outta it!" Ryuunosuke snapped her fingers in front of Shinobu's face. "So you're feeling it too, huh?"
"Feeling it?" Shinobu repeated. "Huh? Feeling what?"
"This weird feeling in the pit of my tummy," Ryuunosuke whispered. “It’s like every time some chick giggles or some dude looks at me my legs start to shake! Do you know what this is?”
"Right, of course," Shinobu nodded. "You want me to help it stop?"
"You crazy?! I- I wanna know what this is so I can feel more of it."
... Oh. Ohhhh boy oh boy oh boy. Ryuunosuke Fujinami was horny for the first time in her life. She'd probably been getting looks like this for quite some time but this is the first time she was feeling anything back. It was... it was... It was the most adorable thing that Shinobu had ever seen in her life.
Look at her! With that messy short hair that completely contrasted with that body and that dress. Look at the way she was fidgeting, adjusting these weird clothes that she's not quite used to. That faint tinge of blush on her cheeks, the way her eyes were darting around trying not to settle on Shinobu...
She was horny and confused. She didn't know what to do with herself.
"You gotta help me," Ryuunosuke asked, nay begged. She seized hold of Shinobu's shoulders. "Look at me, I'm shaking! It- it feels too good to be real, ya gotta do something!"
Temptation flared up before Shinobu's eyes. Kiss her again. That would help her... But it would also mean taking advantage of a confused young girl, for an experience that they might well both enjoy... Oof, talk about your ethical dilemmas.
Ultimately Ryuunosuke was her friend. Therefore, no matter how much she wanted to sit on her face and ride it until sundown Shinobu was going to do the one and only reasonable thing that she could realistically do in this situation. Ergo!
"Don't worry," Shinobu said. "I'm going to get you laid."
"Yaaaay..." Ryuunosuke whispered triumphantly, though Shinobu was still left with the impression that she didn't know what that meant.
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As the unluckiest boy in the universe, Ataru Moroboshi was used to dark foreboding feelings. He could hardly wake up in the morning without it feeling like three different people were walking over his grave at once.
Still. That was a pretty bad feeling he'd had just then. Even by his standards, it felt like something extremely disastrous had just happened that would have consequences for him in the near future.
Consequences. The word made him feel a bit sick to his stomach. It carried so much portent that -
"Are you going to eat that bit of fish?"
Ataru immediately whirled around and booted Cherry off into the distance. For all the good it would do. Guy was like a cockroach. A hideously ugly cockroach. One that didn't get the sense that it was unwanted.
"Trying to concentrate here! Could do without the distra-" Ataru began, then stopped as he caught sight of Miss Sakura in the next office over wearing one of the uniforms he'd designed. Unfortunately she noticed him and closed the blinds, but it was too late. It had been committed to memory for later use!
Now, if only his traitorous memory would stop making selective edits. Like, say, making Sakura's hair green and putting tiny little horns in there. Or giving her a cheeky fanged smile that set his heart ablaze or those emerald eyes that looked at him with such love and affection that it made him feel like his luck had been totally reversed from normal...
"Gah! Nooooo!" Ataru wailed. "Get out of my head! I am not in love with Lum! I'm not! I'm -"
"Darling!" Lum's voice interrupted his ranting. "There you are, I've been looking all over."
"Hi dearest!" Ataru replied automatically, then slapped his hand over his mouth. Consequences! Bah! He had to deal with this. There had to be some way to get rid of these... Consequences!
"So... I was chatting with Ran, and we came to an agreement," Lum said, floating around him without a care for the effect that would have on that tiny skirt, what if other boys peeked up there? What if they saw that she wasn’t wearing anything!? What would they say? About her? About <b>him!?</b> They’d <i>know.</i> "One time only, we'll have a threesome. Tonight at her place."
"Well, maybe I'm busy -" Ataru began. Then took in what she'd said. "A threesome?" he repeated. Lum nodded. "With you, me and Ran?" Another nod.
Huh how about that this seemed like a wonderful time for him to lie down right about now.
- Meanwhile, Shinobu sets about operation "Get Ryuunosuke Laid". Not the most inventive name, but sufficiently descriptive!
- The Principal is searching for the official, forcing Ataru to don the authority yet again. He can't even enjoy the fruits of his labour!
- Mendo is still being a Woobie and Asuka is still bullying him.
- What's Ran really up to?
- Something else
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