Story: It's Fate

 

 <i>(2) Stand under the street light at the south entrance of PS9.</i>

There was no timing instruction for this one. It could be done today, tomorrow, maybe even next week. Still, the two of them were already disqualified from the swim meet so who cared if they were tardy, right? They could make a date out of it.Though, 'follow weird instructions given by an all powerful machine' didn't really seem like a great idea, huh?

If she was being totally honest, Namiyo still didn't know what to make of this whole thing. Not just the Fate machine, but also the fact that she was holding hands with Misa. In public. And she was smiling. This whole thing about the two of them dating really hadn't sunk in yet. It felt like, when it did, she was going to probably lose her mind.

"So... uh, what sort of instructions did it give you?" Namiyo asked. "I don't want to pry into the outcome or anything, but I am kinda curious about what it asked you to do."

"Hrm? Oh! Nothing much," Misa replied, laying her head on Namiyo's shoulder. The formerly closeted lesbian's spine went as straight as she wasn't. "It's just a few really weird commands here and there, nothing you need to worry about. Dear."

Namiyo intelligently rebutted that notion with a repeated "Buh, buh, buh, buh!" sound that refused to coalesce into coherent language. She did really want to know now, and someone telling you that something is 'nothing to worry about' is a top way to make someone worry about it, even if they weren't before. What had she asked for? Ensuring that the two of them had a happy relationship? Some other personal, private goal? It was probably the former ,really.

Which made the idea thta she, herself, had asked for a lesbian harem kinda skeevy, you know? It made her feel a bit guilty! Honestly, she didn't even want one, it was just a joke! She wanted to prove that it didn't work! But that was the exact kind of thing that could be easily misunderstood, you know?

"Hold it right there!"

Huh?

"We see you, spies of PS#3!"

Uh oh! Looking around, they had already arrived underneath that street light. How long had they been standing there? Namiyo had been a bit busy being preoccupied by what was probably the most content and serene smile on Earth. Standing in front of them right now where the dreaded Twins of PS#9, the terrors of the pool, Ai and Cho Santo! The walking disaster and the living calculator herself! This pair made a frightful team especially in swimming relay matches where it was almost impossible to keep up with them. Cho's analytical abilities and knowledge of statistics combined with Ai's chaotic breaststroke made for a horrible matchup, especially since the two of them often made use of 'twin magic' to make it impossible to tell which you were dealing with until it was too late.

"Hey, is it a crime to go wandering around town in the middle of the day?" Misa asked.

"During school hours?" one of the twins scoffed. "Pull the other one! You're here to spy on our strategy for the upcoming swim meet!"
Namiyo scoffed at this. "Oh yeah, sure. We're gonna risk getting disqualified by blatantly trying to steal your strategy. Especially in broad daylight like this. That's a real smart idea."

The twins seemed a bit uncomfortable about this.

"S-sarcasm shall not protect you!"

"Funny, it often works out wonders," Namiyo shrugged. "I mean, aren't you a bit paranoid? You see two girls from a rival school wandering by on a date, and you suspect they're up to no good?"

"Truancy is already no good! In fact, won't that get you disqualified from the meet?"

"Yeah, but the rest of the team is perfectly fine, spying or whatever would get us all DQ'd!"

"Maybe not spying, but sabotage?"

"Oh, come on, let's not be daft here!" Namiyo then suddenly had a realisation. Her arm felt a lot lighter than it had a minute ago. Where was Misa? Why wasn't she arguing alongside her? Well, now that she was thinking about this matter she could see Misa out of the corner of her eye. For some reason she was counting the tile along the ground, and also along the wall. Brows furrowed, as if she was engaged in something of absolute vital importance. Whatever could it be?

"Nothing to say? It's obviously sabotage then!If you think we'll let you get away with this then -"

"Alley-oop!" Misa said, pushing a certain tile on the wall while also hopping on a particular spot on the pavement, and then something totally absurd and kind of annoying happened for no reason at all.

At first Namiyo thought the skies had opened up and a sudden downpour had caught them. As if it would be something that mundane. No. She should have got that from the weird popping sound that came from overhead. Something weird dropped right onto her, sticking onto her hair and clothes and skin, forming these weird silvery shimmering globules. Tiny, but you couldn't help but notice them. They reflected the light in a really weird way that made Namiyo feel <s>horny</s> really dizzy. It was honestly making her kind of wobbly on her feet. What the hell was this stuff? Where had it come from? Looking up she could see there was some kinda hatch on the streetlight that had opened for some reason. Right on top of her!

"Forty," one of the twins said, staring right at her. "Forty shimmering globs. Eleven in her hair, fifteen on her pretty shoulders, two on her slender neck, four on her gorgeous face and eight on her pert, succulent bosom."

That must be Cho. The analytical one who was obsessed with numbers. Super fast at counting <s>really sexy</s> and staring in rapt attention at Namiyo. The other twin was Ai, then -

"Ah, I saw light reflecting off something! S-Sis, is it safe to look?"

"Hrnnnnngh!" Cho grunted weirdly. Was... she missing something here? She turned to Misa for an explanation, but Misa seemed pretty out of it as well. Come on now! I mean, just because they were dating didn't mean you could so openly stare at her body out in public like that!

...

Though it was kind of nice, so maybe she could get her to do that later? When they were alone?

"Urgh, whatever this stuff is, it's clinging to me like nobody's business!"

"Is that my nickname now?" Misa asked, deadpan and weirdly flat. "Because I cling to you super good, babe."

"Hrrrrnk!" Cho grunted. "Th-three sizes are - "

"That's it, I need to get this stuff off me! Pronto!" Can't exactly go around like this. What was this, some mad scientist's invention to make people go under their spell or something? In fact, from the way that Cho was staring at her it was almost as if she was hyp-

Oh. Ohohoho, that didn't have hit a kink she didn't know she had. Hypnotised? Ai was making a point of looking away, and when she looked down at herself she certainly felt lightheaded. Maybe only getting a partial effect on herself? Well. No. Actually, if this was Fate's attempt to help her build a lesbian harem, she was going to deliberately try to defy it. There was nothing in the instructions saying she had to go along, right? In which case, if she followed the instructions while deliberately trying to avoid harem building, then - Something like that would disprove that it worked. Or something. Meaning that the universe was not predetermined, and they all had free will.

"Hrnnnk!"

Okay, not everyone had free will right at this moment in time but you get the idea.

"Cho! I can't go out and about like this! I need a change of clothes, and to use your locker room."

"Eh?! No, you can't - " Ai began to protest.

"I won't do anything, you can keep an eye on me to make sure I don't..."

Honestly, the swim meet was the last thing on her mind right now. It used to be a pretty important thing, but this - This whole thing with Fate and the lesbian harem and all that was just too much for her to ignore.

"Right away," Cho said. "Can't go out like that, it would be bad. For reasons."

And so, Cho grabbed her hand and led her inside enemy territory. Although... Come to think, instruction number three was ...

(3): When you hear the phrase 'beautiful day for a swim' hide in the third locker from your left as quickly as possible.

And she was heading off to a locker room right now... so maybe she was still dancing in the palm of that computer? Not that it had a hand or anything, but... you get the idea.

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The things that Misa would give to be in that shower right about now. As it was, she and the twins were hanging out in the locker room, being all chummy. She'd followed her first proper instruction faithfully, even though it had seemed really, really weird and then - Oof, that stuff. Misa was lucky she could string a coherent thought together, though she was mostly attributing that to the fact she was standing off to the side. She couldn't see as many of those weird silvery things as Cho could.

Speaking of Cho, she was all but drooling right now. She'd been staring at Namiyo's body like it was a t-bone steak. Which put her a tier or two below how Misa wanted to stare at it. Could it be...?

For the time being, Ai was lurking outside to make sure the 'intruders' weren't found. Cho was to 'keep an eye on them' in the meantime. Well, Cho was sure keeping an eye on things. Staring needfully at the door to the showers like a dog sitting at the front door waiting for its master to return. It was sad. It was pathetic. It was kind of weirdly working for her.

Experimentally, she picked up Namiyo's shirt and held it in front of Cho's face, swaying it side to side like a pendulum.

"Soooo, wanna join Namiyo's harem?" No point beating around the bush. Especially when they'd be doing that later on, and doing it often.

"Yeah, sounds fun..." Cho said. "Join Namiyo's harem. Done!"

Wow, that was easy. Misa had thought it would be a bit harder to do that. This was probably the only way to set up an actual harem in real life though, right? Most girls weren't perverts like her, they wouldn't be into this sort of thing. A little touch of brainwashing would be required.

However, having only one twin in her back pocket, that didn't sit too well with her.  They needed to get Ai in here somehow, but she was standing guard outside to make sure they didn't get caught being in a place they shouldn't be.

In short, they needed a logical reason for the two of them to trade places. Did such a thing exist? It wasn't like they were adventurers around a campfire, keeping watch in shifts over the night. This would take the length of a shower and nothing more. No need for shifts, no need to take a break...

"Oh, holy shit, your friend Namiyo is soooo fucking hot," Cho suddenly whispered. Huh? She'd snapped out of it?

"Ah, girlfriend actually," Misa said. Oh! There was a pool of stuff forming at her feet. Dripping off the shirt. Damn, then bringing Ai in here wouldn't do any good at all, would it? "We started dating this morning. You want in on that? I'm pretty sure I can talk her into an open relationship."

"If it lets me calculate the circumferance of that butt, I'm in."

A maths geek to the end, huh?  Well, if this stuff didn't have an effect anymore, there was no point in bringing Ai in here, was there? Oh whatever. The shirt was soaking wet now, no way woudl Namiyo want to wear something like this.

"Say, could you go get a change of clothes or something?" Misa asked. "We'll bring it back once Namiyo can get a change at home, but no way is she gonna want to wear this until it's dried. Look, it's practically see-through right now..."

The two of them exchanged a look. No. They both agreed on that after a second. No, no. She wouldn't agree to that. It would be too embarassing. She'd never agree to it. In public. In private would be another matter entirely, but... no. Unfortunately.

Cho took the shirt, and checked the rest of Namiy's clothing... seemed pretty dry in comparison. The stuff had landed on her from above, so the shirt had taken the worst of it by a wide margin.

"I will be back in approximately ten minutes." Then she started to count out seconds under her breath, for reasons that Misa might never understand. Girl just loved numbers that much, huh? Kinda freaky, but freaky might be good.

Of course, that's when the girl of the hour stepped out of the shower. That sort of half rhymed, huh? She looked around for her shirt - and promptly found it soaked through.

"Cho's getting a change of clothes for you," Misa said. Namiyo nodded to that, understanding entirely. Meanwhile, Ai had slightly opened the door to keep a half eye on them. "Hey, why don't you just come in the room already? We're not here to sabotage anything, and we're not here to spy either."

"You're a bit more timid than your siste, huh?" Namiyo said out of nowhere. "You hide it well, but you know what, I think I could tell the difference between you now if I had to!"

"Trying to find out my weakness?" Ai asked. "Sorry, not gonna happen! I don't have a weakness! So nya!"

Practically screaming that she has a weakness there. Something exploitable, no doubt. Well, now Misa's curious! And quite eager to draw this twin into the harem as well!

"Come on, enough with the paranoia," Misa said, winking to Namiyo. "I bet you're a conspiracy theorist too, right?"

"N-No! Don't be silly!" Ai said nervously. "Conspiracies are dumb! Everything is up to the whims of fate!"

Phrasing! Actually, that seemed to upset Namiyo quite a bit.

"Fate, huh? You know something about Fate?"

"Huh? What?"

"Well, I don't believe in fate! I'll defy it with my own two hands!" Namiyo insisted. "Just you watch me, I'll -"

"Beautiful day for a swim, huh Yoshi?"

"I'm not afraid of beautiful days!"

A pair of girl's voices drifted down the corridor. Crap! That sounded like the rest of the swim team fast approaching! They had to hide, who knows what sort of trouble they could get into, trespassing like this! Cho being brainwashed might even be noticed! Think, think - Oho! Namiyo was a step ahead of her! She dove into the third locker on her left and hid inside - though, she did accidentally drag Ai in there too.

Whatever! The locker next to her was open, so Misa went in there. Okay. Okay. Deep breaths now. Be careful about this. These lockers were pretty spacious. Still, Namiyo and Ai must be pressed right up against each other and -

Hold on. Wasn't her next instruction...

(3)  When you see a poster for an upcoming wrestling show, tap it in the middle three times.

Again with pressing random locations! Well, fine. The last time had worked out really well for them, so she might as well keep on going along with it to see what happened.

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Of all the things to happen to Ai today, getting hugged into the naked wet bosom of a rival from another school in her own fucking locker was not in her to do list. Ohhh, she knew it! Namiyo really was up to something sinister, wasn't she?

Ai had half a mind to struggle, make some noise and bring the attention of the others to this locker. The only problem was - it would involve them finding her face smooshed first into naked enemy cleavage, which would be quite embarassing for her. Such a devious trick! She didn't know what to do with herself!

"Hey Yumako, there are rumours you were seen hanging out with a boy the other day..." Yoshi said. Silence followed. Ah, Mayo was communicating interest in her own special way. Oooh! Yumako had a boyfriend?! That was a conversation she absolutely wanted to be a part of!

"Hey, hey, don't you go reading into stuff that's not there," Yumako said, bouncy as ever. "There's nothing like that going on, we're just buddies!"

"Really?" Yoshi asked. "You're sure you're not like thi~is?"

"Ah, why would a guy be interested in me like that? I ain't nothing special."

Yumako. Seriously. Yumako. You're the hottest girl in school. Half the boys would give their right arm for a chance to go on a date with you. The other half, both arms.

"Now, you should stop teasing me, or I'll go get a bar of soap and put a hair on it."

"Ahhh? Wh-why would you do something like that?" Yoshi asked. "Th-that wouldn't scare me at all! Hohoho - Hey, do you guys smell something funny?"

Actually... Now that she mentioned it there was this odd smell coming from somewhere. Listening close, Ai could swear she was hearing a hissing noise coming from somewhere. Namiyo seemed pretty confused as well, but what was -

Thump thump.

You know, this girl had really soft skin.

Thump thump.

Her boobs were pretty comfy too. Nice and warm. Very kissable and sexy.

Thump thump.

"But you know, I think Mayo's the one the boys really like," Yumako said. "She's super quiet, but soooo girly. It's a wonder they can keep their hands off her."

Thump thump. Thump thump. Thump thump. Ai couldn't keep her breathing steady. Which was something a swimmer shouldn't say very often. It felt like her heart was racing a mile a minute. Ah, what was she doing? Why was she pulling away, and tilting her face up like this? Why was she - Why was she kissing this beautiful dangerous rival...?

"Hmph! I don't know, you're cuter than you think too Yumako..." Yoshi said, and then things got a lot less distinct. The girls outside started making weird noises, and Ai wasn't really able to concentrate on what they were saying anyway. She was suddenly filled with this intense burning need. A whine built up in the pit of her stomach, and she pushed herself closer - still closer - to this absolutely gorgeous woman, unable to resist her even a little.

Nothing like a potent aphrodesiac gas getting let out to spice up a locker room, huh? Yet another devious trap set by a certain mad scientist. In no time at all, Namiyo's harem was set to grow yet again... And the girls of PS#9 were about to cause a few minor muscle sprains that would keep them from being at 100%.