For a long time now Chisame had been practising putting on a persona. The act of wearing a mask allows you to hide yourself, and the mask is all the more powerful when it's not obvious you're wearing one. Apply that logic here though - where this group of girls were trying to pretend that they were among the titnotised masses, slaves to their own chests, so overwhelmed by the stupid sexual pleasure that these tits provided that they basically let them lead them around by the nose.
"Stay behind me," she warned as they left their safe haven. The girls nodded solemnly, some of them going so far as to pat at their chests. "And only do that if you're confident in letting out a thoroughly wanton moan without embarrassing yourself."
Some of them would have no problem with that. Most of them very much would. It wasn't something you could act out easily, especially if you hadn't experienced for yourself how good it felt. How amazing it was to have them touched, caressed, or even looked at and admired - Stop it Chisame! It had been hard enough to watch them go about it so clumsily during practise, but now... now they had no choice. They couldn't stay huddled in there forever while the world underwent a titocalypse!
So out they went with Chisame at the lead, the girls behind her stumbling forward muttering about their tits while Chisame - oh pity her for having to humiliate herself like this - drew all of the attention upon herself, moaning wantonly and convincingly the entire time.
All around them, you could see the signs. The students blatantly under the effect. The girls barely even tried to cover themselves. The boys were loving every moment of it - not that they had much choice in the matter either, so it was hard to blame them. With such mouthwatering melons on display, it would be strange if they weren't fully erect and glossy eyed basically all the time.
The variety in fashion was tickling her idol instincts something fierce. There were the obvious, with shirts tied up underneath the tits. There were also girls wearing jumpers over their shoulders, hanging them down in front of themselves so they covered their tits. There were others wearing jackets without zipping them up, or still others wearing normal shirts except for the side areas around their tits cut out. Undertit, side tit, cleavage, low necklines and every imaginable combination of the above. Every girl was trying to be unique in how they put the hypnotits on display, and Chisame was finding herself so thoroughly fascinated by the variety that it was practically hypnotic in and of itself!
It made her want to ask their motivation. It made her want to whip out her notebook and take notes for her show. It made her want to... It made her want to... It made her want to take the faces of each of her fellow resistance members and smoosh them in those tits until they were every bit as mindless and tit-happy as everyone else.
"Let's check out the gym," Asuna whispered, which brought Chisame out of it somewhat. Right. Focus. Stay focused on the task at hand. The girls behind her were all counting on her. Many of them had their eyes screwed shut so they didn't fall under the effect of the titnosis. Letting them down now would be shameful. Thoroughly, deeply shameful!
It was tricky. It was difficult. Luckily, most of the people they ran into along the way were too preoccupied to give them much more than a cursory glance. Which both elated her, and kind of pissed her off a little too, because this whole situation was <i>so stupid</i> that she couldn't believe it.
In any event - they approached the gym, which had an oddly wide berth given to it, and strange damp spots on the ground. Hrm? What on earth was going on around -
A water balloon hit the ground right in front of them. Ah. Looking up, Chisame could see a classmate. A comparatively flat chested classmate. Akashi Yuuna! Standing on top of the building, sticking her tongue out at them with her eyes closed!
"Bah, suck it!" she yelled. "Not falling for it! I've got my eyes closed, and you'll never get up here! Bleeeeeeghhhh!"
"Wasn't that Yuuna?" Ako asked.
"Ehhhh, I used to think she had a really big chest..." Misa muttered to herself.
"I overheard her worrying it was getting bigger, too..." Sayo said. "That seems kind of weird to think now, huh?"
"Strange or not, she'll make a suitable ally!" Ayaka announced. "Sayo, if you wouldn't mind?"
There wasn't much else for it. Sayo flew up to where Yuuna was lurking about. Out of curiosity, Chisame used her Pactio to look in on a camera to check on what was going on up there. Yuuna hadn't noticed Sayo was there yet as her eyes were closed, but then the ghost girl leaned in and said -
"Large breasts are impractical and annoying!" Chisame winced and took another good look around, making sure nobody heard that. It was exactly the sort of thing that, if it was heard, would invite all kinds of hell to descend upon them. "They cause back problems, and make men leer at you when you don't want them to!"
After a weighty half minute, Yuuna peeked out over the rooftop with one eye creaked open, as if having the other closed would somehow protect her. Then, the door to the gym opened up and the group piled inside.
"Those are fake," Yuuna said from... somewhere nearby. "Those are totally fake. Especially Chisame's, I mean they're just <i>too</i> perfect, no way are those real..."
"Anyway!" Asuna coughed loudly, stepping forward with her hands on her hips. Fine by Chisame, let her take the lead for now. She pulled out her padding and nodded at Yuuna. "It looks like you've been keeping yourself safe and un-brainwashed."
"Yeah, I filled up a bunch of water balloons and hucked them whenever I heard someone get close," Yuuna sniffed. "Maybe they left me alone because they thought I was big enough?"
"Yes, I was about to say that they hardly seem the type to be afraid of a little water," Ayaka commented. "Wet t-shirt contest, anyone? Those perverts would surely jump in feet first for the chance."
"C-Can we not bring that sort of thing up?" Misa asked, patting at her own padded chest. "Look, you want to join up with us? We're going to find a way to free everyone and bring the school back to normal!"
"Yeah, that sounds awesome!" Yuuna said, clapping her hands. "So, you got a plan? Right? I mean, this thing took over fast as hell, and it's dangerous to even look at them and <i>worse</i> to touch 'em based on what I've heard going down."
"Like quicksand if it were as soft as a marshmallow..." Chisame muttered to herself, letting a smile creep onto her face and her hands - Slapped down before they groped her tits. "A-Anyway, we can't just hide away and hold out for as long as we can!"
"Why not?" Yuuna shrugged. "It's what they do in zombie movies. Except this is worse than zombies because they still got some smarts."
"And then what happens when someone realises they haven't heard from this place in a few days?" Asuna asked. "They come along, they try to find out what's going on, they look at a gaggle of tits, and either wind up with a set of their own that makes them unable to do anything but play with them, or they become obsessed with drooling after them twenty five hours a day, seven days a week!"
"Twenty five hours...?" Sayo asked.
"They'd make it happen by sheer obsession!" Asuna yelled. "We have to do something! If we sit around waiting for someone to rescue us, all that'll happen is it'll get worse!"
Yuuna stared at them for a long, hard moment. She groped her own chest and looked down at her comparatively smaller bust with a scowl on her pretty face. As full of energy as ever, she hopped quickly from foot to foot, shuffling to the side before screwing up her eyes and jumping into the air, fist pumping triumphantly.
"Okay!" she yelled, in English. Because they've been speaking Japanese this entire time. Obviously. "You've convinced me! I'll help you out in any way that I can!"
Phew, what a relief. Now Chisame felt like she could rest a little easier, knowing they'd found another ally in their fight against tits. Although, the girl did have a point. What should they do? How could they hope to resist the tits? Well, never mind that. So long as they kept on finding allies, they were sure to figure something out! While she was normally a cynical sort, this was the kind of situation that required nothing but hope.
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Hours earlier, the situation was completely hopeless. Yuuna was surrounded on all sides by big titted girls wearing nothing but bloomers and sneakers, hands clasped behind their back, chests soaked... Guh! Her water balloon tactic had seemed perfect at the time, but now... Now it was turning out to have been a colossal mistake. Her eyes darted around the gym, from tit to tit to soaking wet perfect tit. Her mouth was watering, hre knees weak, her lips turned up into a wavering smile as her willpower faltered -
And then there was a clap. The sea of tittering big tits parted, and Queen Tit herself swanned on in. Yuna sank to her knees despite herself, staring in absolute rapt awe at the water and milk dripping from her nipples.
"Not bad," Haruna said, reaching down to lift up her chin, forcing Yuna to look her in the eyes. "You held us off for a long time, longer than we expected."
"My friends got away, that's all that - "
"Tiiiiits!" Takane moaned.
"Tiiiits!" Akira agreed. Standing on either side of Haruna, the two of them using their hands to enthusiastically milk one another. Splashing it about - but not wasting a drop either, as the girls around them eagerly dove to the floor to catch every single drop in their greedy, hungry mouths.
And the sight of that was making Yuna super, super thirsty. In more ways than one.
"Gimme tits," she said, eyes crossing as she tried to focus on Haruna's. Magnificent. Truly glorious.
Haruna leaned in close, putting her lips as close as they could possibly get to Yuna's ear without actually touching it, and said one simple word.
"No."
Then she skipped backwards, tittering away to herself. "I have a better, more fun idea for you!" Haruna said, wagging her finger while Yuna felt like someone had shot her in her breasts with a tank cannon. Her tiny, tiny breasts that once upon a time she thought were big, but really weren't. "You're gonna infiltrate this so-called resistance movement and sabotage them from inside!"
"Resistance movement...?" Yuna asked.
"That's ri~ight!" Haruna said. "They might think I don't know about them but I do~o. Can't have them spoiling our fun, now can we? So! You sit here, keep throwing those water balloons at everyone, and tease them from within. You'll get your tits when we're done playing with them. Understand?"
Yes. Yuna understood. She understood perfectly well. She was going to betray the few un-titnotised friends that she had left without being hypnotized herself, all because she couldn't stand being 'flat chested'. The irony would sting, excet she was too distracted by this overwhelming thirst. Haruna brought her nipple right up to Yuna's mouth -
Then took it away, making her whimper and beg and plead like a spoiled dog denied a treat. Fine then. Fine then! She'd - She'd do it! She'd do it without hesitation! She'd put on the best act in history and then she'd show them all!
- Yuna has a new plan. Get her hypnotits from Chisame!
- Or, she could try to suborn Chisame so she will turn the others.
- Yuna is patient, she'll have her tits in the due course of time. For now, the girls are trying to come up with a plan to warn the outside world.
- Haruna has fun with Evangeline, because she can.
- Something else
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