It may be a bit mean to say, but Issei was kind of at the bottom of the social ladder. His enthusiastic obsession with boobs and his shameless perversion made most girls avoid him. And few teenage guys wanted to hang out with someone that basically worked as living girl’s repellant. Except for you know, the other guys who were just as unpopular as him.
“Hey Matsuda, Motohama, how are things going?” Issei asked his best friends. His only friends. God, he was lonely. He waved at them, and then looked at his hand. His hand that had touched a girl's breasts today! Ah! Maybe he wasn't so lonely after all! Surely that meant this was a lucky day for him!
“Oh hi Issei.” Said the fellow perverts, looking up from a number of magazines with scantily clad females. Ah, Matsuda must have gotten a new supply recently because Issei was pretty sure he hadn’t seen that actress before. And why, these were some really big breasts! Bigger than the one of the girl with the goth [censored] outfit from earlier for sure. Not that she had been flat or anything, or that he had anything against flat-chested girls for that matter! He just had an eye for things like that.
“Great, we were waiting for you. The Kendo club is going to have a work-out soon, want to join us in peeping at the girls?” Why, of course he was going to join in with that! He nodded his heads enthusiastically and grinned at his two friends. The two boys gave him a thumbs up, then stood up and started walking while waving him along. As he started to follow them, he noted that he had totally forgotten to mention the earlier event where he got to touch real boobs! Ah, maybe it was better now that he thought about it, wasn’t it bad form to boast like that? It would make his friends feel bad, and probably make him look bad in front of any other girls that might be willing to let him touch their breasts.
Now see, Issei wasn’t totally clueless! He just kind of had somewhat weird priorities at times. And an utter lack of common sense and shame.
Regardless, the three sneaked quietly, like a couple mice trying to avoid the attention of a hungry cat. With all the times they had peeked, or tried to do so, they had learned of countless spots to do so! Motohama was the first who reached the particular place on the wall they had been scouting out. Checking all directions to make sure no one was around, he removed a painting from the wall. And that revealed their current way of getting a look, a number of small holes just big enough to peek through!
“Alright, let me take a look…” Said Motohama and put his face close to the wall. There were a short few moments of silence before an appreciative sound came from Issei’s friend. “Perfect, they are in and just starting to undress. Oh, looks like Murayama’s breasts got even bigger since last time.”
At these words, Issei immediately rushed forward to get a look himself. Matsuda did the same of course and soon they were all gazing through the small holes in the wall. In the changing room were a number of girls. Among them were two that Issei knew especially well. In part because they were some of the foremost when it came to putting the pain on them if they got caught peeking. But also because they were in fact in the same class as him and his friends.
There was the aforementioned Murayama, a brunette with twin-tails and huge boobs. Like seriously, Issei was pretty sure that she got into the top ten ranking of big breasted girls in their school. And they had some really impressive people here. Like the famous leader of the Occult research club Rias Gremory, or the fellow member Akeno Himejima.
The other girl was Katase, a girl with pink hair and eyes and another great pair of breasts. Really, they must be blessed to have such talented girl in their class. Maybe he should put some money aside for the next time they visited a shrine? He was just watching happily as the pinkette bent forward while trying to remove her bra when...
“Hey, what do you guys think you are doing there?” Immediately the three of them froze and turned away to see a member of the Kendo club standing next to the door to the changing room. She was holding a bag and Issei could already imagine that she was probably late for the Kendo club’s training.
“Perverts! Lechers! PEEPING TOMS!” Her voice grew louder with every word, not that she had been quiet at the start. Issei was sure that the girls inside must have heard her, which meant any chance to avoid doom was gone.
Then the door to the changing floor was all but ripped open and Issei understood that they were screwed. The hastily re-dressed girls poured out and immediately went for the perverted trio. Issei prepared for the incoming flood by holding his arms up and trying to think of how to best beg for forgiveness.
Only for the horde of angry females to split around him like a stream in front of a great rock. Issei blinked in confusion as all the girls ignored him like he wasn’t even there. Then he heard the voices of his friends who were asking for mercy like he had been planning to do. He turned around to see the that the Kendo club had quickly cut off any escape path. Bamboo blades were being held menacingly and Issei flinched at some of the glares that were directed at his friends.
A part of our protagonist was telling him to quietly leave now. For whatever reason, the girls had deemed to not hit him over the head until he had “learned his lesson”. As if he would ever give up on peeking! Regardless, in many ways, now was the perfect chance to get out of this unscathed.
But...
He looked between the various members of the Kendo club, girls on which they had peeked many times. Who were all acting like he wasn’t even there! Something was wrong and he couldn’t just ignore this. Gulping, he took a few steps towards the menacing mob surrounding his friends. Then when he was standing next to Murayama, he slowly waved his hand in front of her face.
The busty brunette blinked and then turned her head towards Issei. Immediately he flinched and took a step back. Already he expected the shinai to hit his head, but she simply glanced at him for a few moments before turning back towards his partners in crime. What? She had clearly noticed him, she had reacted to his hand and her eyes had met his for a moment there! Why was everyone acting like this?
It seemed dumb, but after a moment Issei decided that the only way to learn more was to do the unthinkable.
To ask them.
“Ahhh… excuse me, but aren’t you.. you know going to punish me for peeking?” Even as he asked that, he wanted to hit himself. This was stupid, every second he stuck around risked instant death.
Murayama once again turned towards him and this time the spiky haired boy managed to not flinch. She frowned, as if she wasn’t quite sure why he was even talking to her.
“Why would we punish you?” Issei blinked at the question that followed his own. That.. that made no sense at all.
“I mean..” Issei felt strangely weirded out by what he was saying, but continued anyway. “You are punishing them for peeking.” He said while carefully not looking at what his two friends were currently enduring. These shouts were going to give him nightmares.
"Well, yes. Of course we're punishing them. They were peeking on us."
"I was peeking on you?" Issei said, questioning his own sanity. The girl shrugged and then walked back towards the changing room. Issei blinked in confusion, but followed her hesitantly. When they were both inside, she resumed getting on with changing. Impossible. It couldn't be! Before he could stop himself, Issei's hand reached out and touched naked thigh. Then recoiled like he had touched a hot stove. Nothing happened. The most he got was a short glance from the busty brunette.
Touch Girls, EXP Gain: 4
Current Level 2, 4/20 to Next Level Up.
The Level Upper dutifully recorded the first few points towards future improvements. Issei meanwhile was just utterly confused. So Murayama was not only not reacting to his peeking on the girls. But she seemed to have no problems with getting touched? Actually.. that put a certain question to mind..
“Ehh.. e.. ex.. excuse me but..” He said, not quite able to avoid a stutter as the brunette once again removed her school uniform. This of course left her impressive breasts only covered by a pink bra, with a heart pattern on it! At that sight, he lost he lost track of what he was going to say for a moment. Then Murayama turned towards him, her face neutral but questioning.
“Ah well.. So you mean, it is normal for girls to let me peep on them when they are changing?” He asked, once again gulping. If there was any chance of his classmate snapping out of whatever weird thing was going on, it was probably now. “Well yeah, no girl would have a problem with you peeking.” That.. sounded like absolute nonsense. He knew for a fact that girls had in fact minded him doing that in the past quite a bit!
Yet Murayama had said it with absolute certainty, like it was a simple truth of the world. She sounded like someone who was being asked whether the sky was really blue. Just when he wanted to question her further, the door to the changing room opened again and in came more girls. The rest of the Kendo club that is.
None of which were giving Issei more than a short glance before once again beginning to change clothes. Katase, his other female classmate moved past him and stepped next to Murayama. “So dealt with the perverts?” The brunette asked while tinkering with her bra. The pink-haired girl nodded, a smirk on her face. “They won’t try anything like this for a while. And we told the teacher of the holes in the wall.”
At her words, Issei felt guilt gnawing away at his conscience. He had left his two best friends to be punished by the mob of angry girls while going off to watch a girl undress. Surely that made him a horrible friend and…
*boing boing*
His inner monologue stopped when Murayama finally managed to open the fastener of her bra. Issei had of course seen breasts before, in certain movies and while peeping on the girls. But he had never been so close to a naked pair of boobs. He had thought that breasts didn’t jiggle like that and that it only happened in manga. "Ohoho... So it's normal for a girl's boobs to bounce like this in the real world too!" he said, completely unaware of any and all consequences he might cause with such careless talk.
Katase and Murayama gave him a quick look before shrugging, like his words weren’t even worth answering. He honestly didn’t mind, as long as he got to watch...
Actually, since Murayama hadn’t reacted negatively at all when he had touched her earlier? Maybe he could..
It took Issei’s entire courage to put the question that sprung to mind into words. “W.. would you mind if I touched your boobs?” Murayama and Katase paused in changing clothes and turned towards him. Ohhhh these nipples were pretty and the boobs were still jiggling.
“Sure, go ahead.” Said the brown haired girl.
“I don’t mind, do what you want.” Said his other classmate.
Wait, he had only meant to ask Murayama! Not that he was complaining or anything. The pinkette also had a great pair of breasts that she was now releasing. Another series of boings followed at that and Issei gulped, this time for a reason much different from fear.
“Ahh.. well in that case..” He said, slowly raising his hands and moving closer to the two girls. One foot before the other, step by step until..
Issei exhaled as each of his hands grasped a different girl’s tit. Neither of which were showing any sort of negative reaction.
Well maybe that wasn’t totally true. He had to follow their motions to not lose touch, though the girls clearly weren’t actively trying to shake him off. Actually, they seemed to kind of avoid making any hasty motions that would break his hold. After a few moments of uncertainty, Issei gave a experimental squeeze, feeling the boobflesh yield to his touch. Then he did it again, then started groping the girl’s boobs in earnest. No one was saying anything even as he continued to play with their breasts.
Had he died and gone to heaven? Was this his eternal reward? His fingers played along the naked breastflesh to his heart's content, a grin creeping onto his face as he did so -
"Excuse me?" the girl said. "Do you mind? I'd like to put my uniform on." Issei blinked, then hesitantly removed one hand from Murayama’s chest. Truly, time goes by faster the more fun you have! After a moment, he put his now free hand on top of Katase’s free boob. Really, if he could just keep groping the girl’s breasts for the rest of the day, he wouldn’t complain at all!
Though now that he watched Murayama put on the robe that was her kendo uniform, a strange thought came to mind. Did he miss or.. she moved a little and her boobs jiggled in tune. Immediately Issei gulped, even as his fingers continued explore chest of the girl still undressing.
“Ah well..” He said, wondering if he should say something or not. Murayama turned towards him, tilting her her head in as if to ask him what the matter was.
“A.. are you not going to put on a sports bra?” He asked, feeling like he was going to be confused by whatever the answer was going to be. His busty classmate meanwhile gave him a somewhat confused look.
“What is a sports bra?”
Then after a short pause where Issei blinked in bafflement.
"For that matter, what's a bra?"
Th-this wasn't heaven! It was hell! What kind of a hellish world had no such things as bras?! Sure, a pair of naked breasts was something worth worshipping but it was the bra which brought out even more of their allure. Like a gift from a precious person, while you may enjoy what is inside, the act of unwrapping only increases the excitement further!
As all these very important thoughts raced through Issei’s mind, he removed one hand from Katase’s breasts. Yes, this matter was that important. Then he immediately pointed one finger towards the place where Murayama had put her clothes while changing. “You should know it, you were wearing one a minute ago. There it.. Ehhhh?”
It had long been his goal to make a girl's bra vanish, but not like this! Where had it gone? He ducked his head under the benches, thinking it must have dropped under somehow. No dice! It wasn't anywhere! Come to think of it, there weren't any bras anywhere in the locker room! Wait, he remembered, hadn’t Katase taken off her top and not worn anything underneath? He had been distracted when it happened, but had they already been gone at that time?
"B-Bras!" he cried, sinking to his knees and sobbing while the girls continued getting dressed all around him. "Come back, bras!"
Had this been some sort of trap? Dangle wonderful treats in front of him only to unleash despair on his pure and innocent heart? Sniffling, he looked around at the various girls that were dressing and couldn’t see a single bra being worn, or being removed for that matter. What manner of evil demon could have done such a thing?
He.. he needed to find out how this happened and fix it somehow!
Issei felt a new sort of determination fill his body at this thought. Maybe this was why he seemed the only one to notice that something was wrong. Yes, clearly it was his destiny to bring bras back to the world. Yes. It was his duty as a lover of breasts to ensure that every pair of breasts had the right bra to embellish them!
While he was having his deep revelation of his surely divinely entrusted task, the Kendo club was all but done changing clothes. A few pieces of clothing were being put away, a shinai grabbed here and there and soon all of them departed for their training session. This left the boy alone in the girl's dressing room pining over the lost underwear and trying to come up with a scheme to bring them back, never quite realising he had brought this fate upon his own head.
Just as Issei considered whether he should get his two friends for help, the door to the changing room opened again. The brown-haired boy suddenly remembered where he was. Namely kneeling all alone in the girl’s changing room. With a group of girls coming in fresh from P.E. class. Covered in sweat and making a beeline for the -
For the showers.
Issei felt an utter sense of doom hit him. The punishments for peeking were already bad enough when he got caught. He couldn’t even imagine what sort of horrors would be unleashed upon him for this transgression. Maybe he could escape, they were all going directly for the showers, so if he didn’t get their attention maybe he could sneak out and. Quietly he rose from his position and tried to move towards the door..
His silent escape was interrupted when a petite girl with silver hair walked up to him and grabbed his arm. Argh, foiled before he could even reach the door! Before he could even think about trying to run for it, the silver-haired female pulled him along. Oh my, this girl was really strong, he couldn’t even try to put up a fight! He saw a few of the other students turning their heads as she pulled him into the shower area but.. there were no screams.
Then they reached the center of the room. Left and right was a line of shower heads, each with their own racks holding shower gel, towels and shampoo. Oh and girls that were currently undressing and putting their clothes into small cupboards next to the aforementioned showers. Issei felt once again a strange sense of confusion settle over him with the lack of reaction everyone was giving him. Then the silver-haired maiden finally let him go and looked up into his face.
"You must stay here and watch," the girl warned. "It is strange that you would try to leave."
The way she said it left him no chance to object, something he felt rather strange about even considering after the girl walked towards the shower and started taking off her top.
Wait a moment, he knew who that girl was! This was the famous Koneko Toujou, member of the Occult Research club and also their quasi mascot. Before his unbelieving eyes her bosom bounced and jiggled as she lifted her top over her head, then threw it into her cupboard. After brushing a streak of hair out of her face, she bent forward slightly. Then she slowly took off the bloomers that she had been wearing for sports class. With a vague sense of relief, Issei noted that she was wearing panties. At least not all kinds of underwear had been lost to the cruelty of mysterious powers from beyond.
Koneko had small breasts, many even called her the loli of the Occult club. But even then they still bounced in a very distracting manner as she moved one foot after another to free herself from her pants. Then with a sigh, she began to take off her panties, without trying to hide anything from him! Immediately Issei felt the blood going to his face and he turned to look somewhere else.
Heh, the ceiling was nice this time of the day, wasn’t it? It was one thing to look at boobs, thighs or a cute butt. But that most private place seemed a bit too far. Maybe it was because Japanese porn tended to censor the naughty bits while revealing the rest? Certainly it would have been strange for any onlookers that Issei started to feel embarrassed now of all things.
Of course his newly gained sense of shame was challenged when a hand grabbed onto his top and started shaking him. The sudden manhandling caused him some rather serious disorientation and he quickly grabbed onto the closest thing he could find. Which was something soft and small.
He looked back and saw Koneko standing in front of him, naked as the day she was born. One of his hands was on her butt. The other had found its way on one of her breasts, fingers split just enough to reveal a nipple between them. He deliberately didn’t look further down than her chest, still feeling somewhat like doing so would be bad.
“Don’t look away.” Koneko’s voice was quiet, yet also stern and demanding. "You have to look. It's weird if you don't."
With strength of that magnitude, who was he to argue? "C-Can I look at other girls too?"
"Yes, of course," Koneko said. "But you have to look at their breasts."
Well that he could do, but still there was always the chance that he could look a bit too low. How vexing this was. Maybe he could do something to keep his attention in that area rather than anywhere lower? Oh...
“Ah… would it be alright if I helped soaping up the chest of everyone?” He asked, still feeling like he was going to wake up anytime now and get hit over the head.
"Yes, of course."
"I have no objections."
"Knock yourself out."
Maybe this wasn’t hell. Sure, there was still the horrible problem of the vanished bras, but he could deal with that for now. He pulled his hands away from Koneko's body, cracked his knuckles and prepared to get to work.
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