<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/4a/Iris_Heart_-_Hyperdimension_Neptunia_-_2x3_portrait_-_mischeivous.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Natsuki Akuzawa<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Erotic lingerie store<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Second day, afternoon<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>School uniform<br/><strong>With:</strong>Biscuit, Amaya (m)<br/><br/>The tables were turned completely. Natsuki had thought she was in perfect control of the situation, leading poor Biscuit along like a dog on a leash. She thought he was completely in her thrall, and too embarrassed by their surroundings to do anything about it.<br/><br/>But to her enormous shock, he actually replied.<br/><br/>And not only that, he replied in astonishing detail, with such casual openness about such a lewd topic that<em>Natsuki</em>was the one who ended up embarrassed into silence. In fact, he spoke with thoughtful authority, as if these things that she thought were so embarrassing were actually no big deal for him. Her cheeks went bright red, and her eyes went wide.<br/><br/>It only got worse when he actually stepped forward and started touching the<em>extremely</em>lewd harness, studying it with a practised eye, offering insightful opinions about it. Natsuki’s jaw dropped.<br/><br/><em>And it still got worse</em>, because of what he was saying – easily talking about having her wear the item for long periods of time, and offhandedly talking about it making her skin chafe. Natsuki’s legs just about gave out at that point.<br/><br/>But he wasn’t done yet! Because<em>then</em>he went on to suggest an alternative… naturally a<em>raunchy</em>alternative, because that’s more or less all that was available in the store. And for the cherry on top, he suggested that she actually<em>would</em>be wearing it for Amaya… and that it would have an<em>effect</em>.<br/><br/>She was frozen. Stunned. She was in a state of shock. She wouldn’t have been surprised if she was sweating, or trembling. All she could say in response was a hoarsely squeaked:<strong>“Hm.”</strong><br/><br/>It was a masterful victory. He’d beaten her soundly at her own game. She’d tried to embarrass him into catatonia… he’d turned the tables on her. Now<em>he</em>was completely in control of the situation, with<em>her</em>floundering along for his amusement.<br/><br/>And just when Natsuki thought it was all over, the sales associate showed up. Natsuki turned to look at her… and<em>goodness</em>, what she was wearing. It hammered home just what kind of store she’d walked into… and what kind of look<em>she</em>would be sporting if she bought anything here.<br/><br/>Natsuki immediately made a choking sound, and had to brace herself against the nearest mannequin… grabbing its boob. She sputtered and stammered as she tried to right herself and recover her dignity, but she knew her face was bright, guilty red, and that she was shaking and sweating. Hell, she might even have a nosebleed.<br/><br/>In a shaky, small voice, she stammered:<strong>“I’ll just get whatever <em>he</em> wants.”</strong><br/><br/>Natsuki was too off-balanced to notice, but at her words, a shadow crossed the saleswoman’s eyes. It was as if what Natsuki had said had angered her.<br/><br/>But she kept doing her job, despite that. The only sign that something had changed was that there was now a cold-burning rage hidden subtly in the saleswoman’s manner.<br/><br/>But Natsuki was too oblivious to notice the change in attitude. The saleswoman took note of the items Biscuit had picked out, then pulled Natsuki aside to measure her. Natsuki, still disoriented by the sudden turn, remained silent as the woman made her lift her arms, then measured around her chest and torso.<br/><br/>Natsuki didn’t need to try on the teddy once she was measured, which was for the best. She was<em>far</em>too embarrassed – which would likely cause problems wearing it later, but for now, served mostly to increase the slow-burning rage in the saleswoman. The saleswoman seemed to have gotten it into her head that Biscuit was somehow forcing Natsuki into buying a lewd outfit. She kept throwing dirty glares his way, but Natsuki continued to be nervous and oblivious.<br/><br/>She didn’t have to try on the teddy – or the bodystocking, thankfully – but she did have to try on the boots. That was not<em>too</em>much for Natsuki… though seeing the boot on her leg brought a fresh blush to her face.<br/><br/>Having collected the outfit Biscuit had recommended, and wanting to get out quickly before anything else embarrassing happened, Natsuki hastily attempted to pay for everything. The saleswoman, still seething, dutifully put everything in the bag, and held up the pay terminal for Natsuki’s card.<br/><br/>Natsuki drew her red card and tapped it on the terminal to pay … and that’s when all hell broke loose.