Story: Negima C+S

 

It's easy to forget, but Ayaka wasn't just all attitude and charisma. She's actually quite smart as well. Thus, her attention shot towards the front of the classroom, where Negi was working on some paperwork at his desk, though his attention was clearly still sufficiently on the class that if they acted up or needed help, he'd be able to get to them right away.

She looked between her two partners. Clearly, they were under the effects of the perversion curse. Nodoka and Chisame. You couldn't get too much more different than the two of them, and yet in some ways they were alike as well. Antisocial? Yes, they didn't really get along tremendously well with others, though the reason for that was really where the difference came in.

"Lost in the woods," Ayaka said aloud, though really she wasn't thinking about that. "I suppose the natural inclination is for LIttle Red Riding Hood."

"Oh, have you ever seen that old cartoon? Red Hot Riding Hood?" Nodoka asked.

"The one with the wolf drooling over the total babe on stage?" Chisame said. She rolled her eyes. "Honestly now, a dress like that and a performance like that would barely get eyeballs these days, never mind the guys going nuts over them. You've gotta do a bit more than that to -"

"Anyway!" Ayaka said, suddenly feeling an intense pounding headache. "Chisame, why don't you go look for a red cloak that might be appropriate? And perhaps something to fill in for a wolf?"

"Wouldn't Hansel and Gretal be better...?" Nodoka asked. "So, um, I guess we'd need a boy, a girl, and a witch...?"

"That could work as well!" Ayaka said. "Why not go with Chisame and see if you can help her figure something out!"

"Hrm, very well!" Chisame sniffed. "I shall let you write this up, while I teach Nodoka the joys of dressing for success!"

The secret net-idol took the hand of the class's shyest girl and dragged her off. Not towards the dressing room though. Actually, that was a storage closet. The two of them were very, very obviously going to indulge in their little spell and neck in there .Normally that would infuriate her, but now -

Her thighs clenched together and she had to produce a fan to cool herself off. Good gracious it was hot and humid in here today. Her attention returned to Negi, right away. Still working on his papers. The poor boy. Oblivious to the corruption that had taken root within this classroom.

"Teacher, may I have a word?" Ayaka chirped. "I have some questions about the assignment!"

"Of course, Ayaka!" Negi beamed at her. Come over to my desk, pull up a chair, let's discuss whatever is confusing you."

Perfect. She grabbed a chair and carried it over to his desk, but the moment she sat down and tried to open her mouth - oof, she had a terrible headache all of a sudden.

"Hey, are you alright?" Negi asked. "Here let me!"

He got up, stood behind her and began a scalp massage that felt really, really good.

"You work yourself too hard sometimes," Negi tutted. "It's not good, it's not healthy. Is that what was worrying you?"

"Ah, no, no, nothing like that!" Ayaka sighed, almost feeling like she was melting into him. "Mmm, no~ i was just wondering... What would you do if, say, there was a strange spell corrupting all of us? Making us all act out of character?"

Negi stopped for a moment. Ohhh, the pain was coming back something fierce! It felt like hot needles in her head!

"I'm not seeing what that has to do with your assignment," Negi said. "Wasn't yours 'lost in the woods'?"

"Yes, it was!" Ayaka whispered. "But teacher! This isn't about my assignment! I'm not writing a scenario, I'm - I'm trying to wa- To wa- To waaaagh~"

The pain got worse the harder that she tried to say it. Ohhh nooooo~ It wasn't just her head, absolutely everything hurt for some reason! What was going on with her today?!

"Hold on, it's okay, I've got you!" Negi said. He was moving her body. Oh. Oh! Actually, that felt much better. She wasn't quite aware of what was going on, but - This felt amazing all of a sudden! The pain all suddenly... vanished. Like it wasn't even there to start with! "Tell me about your concept, don't think about anything else, just let it all out."

"Ah... Alright," Ayaka said. Her eyes were screwed shut right now. Distantly, she was aware of feeling something. But... But she wasn't quite able to place what it was. "It all began when a few of us noticed some of our classmates behaving strangely -"

"In your story concept," Negi said, and when she tried to correct him, it just wouldn't come out.

"Th-They were suddenly acting like total perverts," Ayaka continued. "Ahhh, it was the weirdest thing! It was as though a switch had been flipped in their heads, and - "

"And in what way were they acting like perverts?" Negi asked. "You cannot gloss over such things in your story."

Author's aside: Kinda rich for me to write that when I'm deliberately glossing over what is going on with Ayaka right now - but here's a piece of writing advice. Every writing rule you're offered can be broken, if and only if you know it will make your story better. Anyway! Back to Ayaka being uncharacteristically oblivious.

"Um..." Ayaka gulped. The idea of describing such things to Negi was - "They were kissing openly in public."

"That's not particularly perverted," Negi said. "People kiss in public all the time."

"Not like this!" Ayaka insisted, her breathing growing shallower, then heavy to match her heart rate. "They were - It was as if they were doing it because they knew it would arouse those watching them!"

"Oh? What gives you that impression?"

"They were- "Her throat felt dry. Her lips were turned up into a smile. "They were... Deliberately drawing their hands under the skirts of the other girl. They were... Showing off more thighs. Turning to give knowing looks to those watching them. Ohhhh~ They were beckoning, begging for the onlooker to join in! M-Must protect... Must protect my beloved Negi from them, those scoundrels, those - Those!"

She felt a pair of hands reaching underneath her uniform, squeezing at her breasts. Her eyes shot open. Only now did she realise where she was. Where she was seated. 

In Negi's lap. Oh, and he had the body of a twenty year old right now. A twenty year old that was wantonly groping her in front of the rest of the class!

"Ah!" she gasped. "Ah! And - And! They were wearing lewd clothes out in public! Flaunting their bodies and - And groping and squeezing and performing all manner of lewd acts! Oooh~"

"Like we're doing now?" Negi whispered in her ear.

"Y-Yes, exactly like this!" Ayaka moaned. She tried to get out of his lap, tried to ask him to not - but every time she tried, it felt so bad, and letting it continue felt so good. 

And just then, as if to act as the cherry on top, Chisame and Nodoka returned with a red hood, and a pair of ruby red high heels.

"Wear this," Chisame teased, setting them on Negi's desk. "And only these! I'm gonna be the big bad wolf - and Nodoka here's gonna be the hunter that saves you."

At this point it was already clear that Ayaka had failed in protecting Negi from the curse. Even so. She couldn't smile any more than she already was. Not without causing herself an injury.