Story: It's Fate

This might come as a big surprise to everyone, but Eito was anything but the heroic sort. One need only take a look at him to understand that. He's skinny. Shorter than the girls he knew. Oh sure, he had a bit of handsomeness about him, but he also lacked the number one thing that girls find attractive in men.

No, not money... Actually, let me revise that. He lacked one of the top five things that women find attractive. Confidence. In himself. In fact, one might say that Chise ahad absorbed all his self confidence right out of him and into herself - or perhaps even that she was the external physical manifestation of his self confidence.

The fact that the external manifestation of his self confidence now had an <i>amazing</I> pair of boobs probably didn't say anything great about his psychological makeup, but what can you do?

"Ah, Chise, slow down!" Eito whined, demonstrating quite thoroughly that he was not the heroic type at all. Heroes don't whine. Heroes don't gripe. They get on with what needed to be done. Like, for example, saving a damsel in distress!

"Slow down? Slow down?! When those Golden Salmon rotters are no doubt bullying adorable and innocent Koemi right at this very moment!"

Koemi? Innocent? The teller of the worst jokes the world had ever known due to her wild and wacky sense of humour? Eito could think of numerous positive ways to describe her, but 'innocent' didn't quite cut it.

Alas, their rescue of Koemi was immediately put to a screeching halt when they rounded a corner and - Boing boing! Bounced right off something really soft that sent them hurtling to the floor. Looking up, Eito found himself staring at perhaps the last person he wanted to see.

"My, my! In a rush to get somewhere, are we?" Yoko Tsumotsu, fellow member of the Golden Salmon, said while sneering down at them. She had her hands on her hips, tummy exposed because her uniform couldn't cover her chest, and as for her chest... yeah, it was as big as Chise's easily. Eito wasn't the kind of guy to stare at a girl's chest, but you almost couldn't not stare. Especially since she seemed more proud of them than Chise was of hers. "You wouldn't be looking for Koemi, would you? She's in a meeting with Saito right now to discuss." She made a little hop, making her boobs jiggle, as if for emphasis. "Stuff".

"Oh yeah? Someone like Saito is making time for Koemi?" Chise said, pulling herself up to her feet and standing boob to boob with Yoko. Which many people would consider a very dangerous thing to do, but Chise... For her it was second nature. It was one of the cuter things about her. "I don't buy it. Not even a bit. What are you guys really after?"

Yoko chuckled a little, undaunted. Unintimidated by Chise, which was honestly very scary. "I have you to thank for this, right?" she asked, looking down at herself. Without a care in the world, she suddenly grabbed chise's chest as well, giving it a hard squeeze that drove the girl back. "Little Miss Mad Scientist made a boob enhancer, right? Well, how much for it?"

"H-How much...?" Chise gasped.

"Yeah! We're not going to try to intimidate it out of you or anything like that, we're not stupid. That invites you to screw us over. Instead... we want you to sell it to us. We'll use our resources to patent it, have it properly tested, and then sold. We'll make a mint. In a week. Easily."

"Sh-shove off! I'm not int- ah!" Chise began, being cut off when Yoko added her other hand to the gropefest.

"Really now, think about it! Keeping this from the world is practically a crime," Yoko said. Matter of fact as you like.  "Especially when you think about the cash it could bring in. Think of all the equipment you could buy. Lab space. Assistants. Little hunchback minions you can order around."

"You- " Chise began, only to get cut off when Yoko somehow managed to get her hands underneath Chise's uniform. Oh gosh! It was a miracle nobody else had come down the - Wait, actually that was a bit strange. Nobody else had come this way? Was it possible that everyone was deliberately avoiding...?

<i>"Eito, I need you to listen to me for just this one time,"</i> his libido whispered in his ear, like a devil sitting on his left shoulder. <i>"Chise is fucking hot, and I know, I've been screaming that to you for years and you've not been paying attention when I say that, but right the fuck now she's being groped by a hot busty psycho right in front of your very eyes. See how she's got her fingers under there? See how she's teasing Chise's nipples?"</i>

Ah, that was a very good point! This was happening r-r-right in front of his eyes! For that reason, he couldn't stay idle anymore. He had to stop this blatant sexual harassment of his friend!

<i>"Oh, fine, I'll just go sit in the corner yet again, lamenting how I'll die a virgin... As normal...."</i>

Cue Eito dashing forward, in a way quite unlike himself. He pushed Yoko back, aghast at her behaviour, and stepped in between the two girls with his arms spread out wide.What was this now? Behaving like - Like a hero?!

"D-Don't do that," Eito whisper-yelled. He nervously gulped upon realising what, exactly, he was doing. "That's not very nice."

For a moment there was silence. Then, Yoko let out a low 'pffft!' sound, which seemed to break things up a little bit. Eito turned red from scalp to heel, which is impressive when considering that one blushes when blood rushes to your cheeks, meaning he was currently using more blood than was currently in his body to change colour. "Oh, wow. You're totally adorkable! No wonder all those girls are tripping themselves up trying to get your attention, you're just. Too. Cute! Ditch this chick and meet me after school. I'll rock your -"

She was interrupted when Chise pushed him out of the way, and proceeded to deliver a haymaker directly to Yoko's left tit. For some reason, this caused a reaction like - Like, imagine you're watching the laziest slapstick you've ever seen in your life. Then imagine that in the middle of that, someone stepped on a rake and the handle went right up into a man's crotch at close to supersonic speeds. Imagine that man's reaction. He goes rigid, cross eyed, his expression totally freezes and then he slumps over in an over-exaggerated way.

Well, that's pretty much what happened to Yoko just now. Basically that reaction. Were breasts usually that sensitive...? Ah! He had no time to think about that, Chise had grabbed his hand and was hauling him through the corridor again!

"Don't do something stupid like that with someone like Yoko," Chise hissed. "There's no telling what she might do to you!"

"I don't get it," Eito muttered. "She seemed so nice before."

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<i>"Hi Chise, this is your libido speaking, here to remind you that Eito is adorkable. That is all."</i>

Annoying. Annoying, annoying, annoying! Adorkable wasn't even a word! It was an abomination of the sort people would imagine she conjured up in her laboratory, a desecration of the English language! Nonetheless, if it did happen to be a real word then it would surely define Eito in spades.

Rational. Be rational now. You're not turned on. You're not aroused by Eito. He's just a boy that you know well, who happened to do something really dumb in a stressful situation. He did not look cool.  Not even a little. He looked like a scared rabbit caught in the headlights. It wasn't like he even knew what to do, when Yoko's weak point was super, super obvious. Hadn't he noticed how she was squirming under that psycho's touch? Obviously, these boobs were way more sensitive than normal

Anyway, the idea that she was attracted to him was clearly -

<i>"Hi Chise, this is your libido again. Wanted to remind you that you're holding hands with that boy you don't like. That is all."</i>

"Um, Chise, you're starting to crush my hand," Eito complained. But Chise could not hear him. She was too busy grinding her teeth and telling herself that these feelings were a natural byproduct of an evolutionary tendency to procreate, likely enhanced by whatever the fuck she'd done to her boobs, which were likely causing all kinds of unchecked hormonal imbalances that were driving her up the fucking wall!

... She really had to find Koemi. Find her fast!

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So, Koemi was here. Saito looked her up and down, taking her in. Hrmph! Adorable. Like a pet mouse. Wide eyed, naive. Probably a little stupid as well. Not even that good a swimmer. She'd only been able to join the team through determination, and not skill. Not natural talent. Not through actual improvement. Simply because she'd willed it hard enough. Pathetic. Beneath her contempt.

Saito strutted around this fool while sneering down at her with full contempt. It woudln't take long to drain her empty head of everything she knew. Including the best way to put Eito and Chise under her thumb. Now. Yoko seemed to think she had a good idea of how to go about it, so she was off o nher own little errand. Should keep them preoccupied for a while, at least. It was a good idea in principle - let them divide and conquer, kukuku. That was a good way to progress with things.

"I am sure you have noticed, my dear Koemi, but there have been several odd incidents of late. All centered around your adorable little friend Eito."

"Ohhhh!" Koemi said in sudden understanding. "I get it. Yeah, I see what's going on. Got it."

Well, that was good. She understood her place at least. Saito let out a dark, ominous chuckle while standing behind Koemi.

"I'm glad that you have that kind of common sense," Saito said. "So, you'll help me of course."

"Ah, well.. I'm not sure I'd be the best person to help you with that," Koemi said. "I mean, I'm really not that much of a matchmaker, you know?"

Matchmaker? What did she mean by -

"You'd make a super cute couple though, so you do have my support!" Koemi said. "But I have to warn you, when I make matches they make water when they spark! Get it?"

"No...?" Saito said, staring at her in utter confusion. Oh yes, she remembered now. This girl had a crazy sense of humour. She told jokes that only made sense in her own twisted head. "Explain your meaning more clearly, I have the feeling you might have grabbed the wrong end of the stick."

"Well, I mean, it's kind of hard for me to imagine setting up Eito with anyone else," Koemi said. "That boy is adorable and all, but he's like a helpless puppy. You just want to put him in your lap and stroke his hair and tell him he's a good boy."

Wait. wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. This girl - she couldn't possibly be insinuating something ridiculous now, could she? Honestly, that was ridiculous. So ridiculous that she could hardly beleive the idea was being presented to her in the first place. The notion, the idea, the very conceit!

"I do not have a crush on that - That lousy cat tosser!" Saito insisted, quite vehemently if she did say so herself. "I just want to use him to force that Chise girl to give me her boob enlarger!"

"Ohhhhh!" Koemi nodded. "So you can have the assets to seduce Eito. Makes sense."

"I'm perfectly happy with my assets as they are, you flat chested little -" Saito stopped, took some time to think of some nasty things she could do to Koemi <i>later</i> and tried to stay on point. Deep breath...

"Yeah, I guess you're pretty enough you wouldn't need them to be all that big to seduce him," Koemi nodded along. "Honestly, he's so weak willed and easy to drag along that it's a wonder he's been surrounded by so many girls of late... Then again, that might make it a bit harder for you to get his attention, you know?"

This girl was still yammering on...?! Saito stomped her foot. Ohhh! "If I wanted Eito to myself, I could have him just like that! I don't need giant tits to have him worshipping the ground I walked on! Now, are you going to help me with him or aren't you?!"

There was a cough by the door, which Saito only now realised was wide open. Standing there, in the doorway, was... of course... that mad scientist girl Chise, holding hands with Eito, who seemed to be doing his very best to not look at her.

All of a sudden Saito wanted to crawl under a rock somewhere, but before she did that she was going to plant every last one of these assholes under a bigger nastier and pointier rock and tap dance atop it.