Story TLR Indecent

 

It was getting to her. As much as she hated to admit it, the entire experience was getting to her. Being the only one to see it all, the nakedness, the nudity, the lewd, lewd antics... It was awakening something inside of her. Despite herself, her body was beginning to betray her. Despite that she'd managed to find an ally in Lala, her body was feeling very hot and sticky and - 

No! She would not become so - So thoroughly shameless! She would not stare at her unaware classmates in their current state of undress! She was resolute on this matter, she would not humiliate herself or them by giving in to these strange, uncharacteristic urges!

The best thing to do was to keep her head down. Not look at them - but instead focus on finding something tangible. Something incongruent. Something she could point to as definitely, absolutely real evidence of something strange going on. Yes, yes, that was the trick. If she focused on that, and tried to ignore the fact that she was <i>naked</i> and everyone else was <i>blatantly ignoring the uniform code</i>, then she should surely be able to get through this sane and not conditioned into becoming a pervert!

Which is how she noticed something by a drinking fountain. Oh, she was about to look away from it when she realised it was something that students would be bending over to take a drink from, and the implications of wetness as to do with being shameless. However...! She had instead noticed something lying on the ground.

It looked somewhat like a mobile phone, except not of any model she'd ever seen before. She picked it up, and then - 

"Huh? Are you seeing something strange?" Lala asked. "To me, it looks like you're not holding anything at all."

"Nothing at all?" Yui whispered. She held the device right up in front of the alien's face. "You can't see this?"

Then... She thought of something. Ah! A coin! She struggled with her bag, pulled it out and then held the coin up against the back of the phone, and then held the phone in front of Lala's face. "What is the coin showing?" she demanded. "Heads or tails?"

"Uh... Tails," Lala said after a moment. Yui smirked, and pulled the phone away revealing the truth. She'd held the coin on its side! "Huh? Wait, I could've sworn -"

"There it is!" Yui almost cackled in triumph, yet she held her composure. "Evidence! Real, physical evidence! This isn't in my head at all! Someone is doing something to us! Some lewd, perverted... probably an alien, or something...Making us all walk around naked doing and saying lewd things without us..."

Her hands slowly crossed over her chest and groin while she spoke, as the significance sunk in. Uhuhuhu, she was starting to feel quite a bit of shame right now - and when she did that, she accidentally pressed something on the device she was holding.

When she did, every student in the hallway suddenly... stopped. Just for a moment. Huh? What was this, all of a sudden? What were they all - 

"Haigure!" they yelled in unison, squatting down and spreading their legs apart while pointing their outstretched hands along the lines separating leg from crotch. "Haigure! Haigure! Haigure!"

"Yipe!" Yui squealed, finding herself pressing another button on the control, and then - All of a sudden all the girls in the corridor, Lala included, lined up in a row and someone ran out with a hose, which they promptly used to spray the girls down.

"Hey Yui, there's space over here~" Haruna called out, waving towards her before turning to make out with Lala! Shameless! Absolutely indecent! Yui pulled up the device again, and pressed the button one last time - 

The hose was put away, and then all the girls started walking on their hands. Uh...? Was that a thing? Did someone get turned on by a bunch of naked girls walking around on their hands...? No, wait! Don't answer that, she'd rather not know!

"Gosh, check her out," she heard one girl whisper to another. "She must be so easy, standing around like that on her feet, all the boys can see her."

"I know, it's like she's trying to show off or something," another whispered back.

Twitch, twitch, Yui quickly pressed another button in a desperate attempt to find something normal. Yet each one she pressed was inexplicably stranger than the last. And not stranger in the sense that 'wearing a bucket on your head while riding a unicycle is weirder than riding a unicycle'. No, it was different flavours of weirdness, yet it was still escalating all the time!

For example, the sight of Mikado crawling on her hands and knees with a pacifier in her mouth and calling Rito 'daddy' was very much not something she desired to bear witness to. Yet it was somehow stranger to see all the boys tee off for a 'manly oiled chest' competition, while the girls all cheered and whirled panties around their heads.

All in all, it was making Yui feel giddy - and also a bit worried. If she kept this up then the people running this madhouse would notice she had this device. She had to find something relatively normal and then - Aha! There we go! Everyone had resumed their normal business as if nothing had happened! She quickly stuffed the device into her bag for the time being. Later, when she had the chance, she'd find some time alone and then try to study it in more detail with Lala.

"Hey Yui,"

And then she felt something slam down in between her cheeks, parting them like the red sea. It was flesh. Hard, turgid, throbbing flesh. Turning around, she found herself looking into the eyes of... Of Rito Yuuki. His hands grabbed the side of her cheeks and - oooh! - he started to push them together and - So shameless!

"Listen, I've been meaning to talk to you," he said. Ah! Ah! Why? "You've been acting weird all day, you know? Is everything okay? Do you want someone to talk to about it?"

Stop being so considerate while making her give you an assjob! You ass! Oh! This was intolerable! Yet she had to put up with it... because if she didn't! If she didn't then she'd get caught out by the scoundrels responsible for this atrocity!

And it certainly had nothing to do with the idea that she found this experience... enjoyable. Not one bit of it.

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"What do you mean, you lost the remote?!"

That wasn't yelling. He didn't raise his voice. A real, experienced manager knows not to raise  their voice. It does not motivate your staff to improve. It only induces stress. Instead, he'd adopted a tone that managers tried to use to make it clear to their staff that they could be in trouble, a lot of trouble, depending on how they answered. 

Trouble is that over time, staff have become acclimated to understanding how pissed off the manager is under the skin when they hear that tone of voice - and so it stresses them out anyway. Funny how that works.

"Uh, terribly sorry sir!" the minion said. "We were fixing up some damage caused by Miss Kotegawa's erratic behaviour, and in the process it became misplaced."

"Misplaced?" Mister Smith repeated, his voice raising an octave, and also becoming an extra bit sweeter by about, say, a tablespoonful. "You misplaced a critical control mechanism for our process? You somehow managed to lose track of a device of utmost importance to the direction of our plans, and provide a vague reply like that?"

He pinched the bridge of his nose. Or something like that. This was not something that they needed. First, that Kotegawa girl was having that unusual reaction to their perception fuckery, and now this? How could this possibly get any - 

"Haigure! Haigure! Haigure! Haigure!"

He let out a slow, steady breath, then put on an even sweeter smile - by about a tractorload this time - and pulled his incompetent team member nice and close before asking him an important question.

"You're going to find the control, aren't you?" he asked. "I mean, we can hardly condition them into having a fetish for obeying our every command if, in point of fact, we lose our ability to make them act out any fetish we want. Now can we?"

"No sir, we can't," his employee whimpered. "I'll find the control sir! I promise!"

"Excellent!" Mr Smith clapped his hands together. "After all, if you didn't, I would have to build a new one... which would require a test subject. And giving them lots of creative, unusual fetishes. You understand? Yes?"

He nodded his head, while Mister Smith thought up a few unusual fetishes he might give the dolt. He might just do it anyway. Teach the fool a lesson.