Akane was wearing her leather jacket over a blouse and a pair of overalls. She considered wearing a sundress, but it looked odd with the jacket over it, and it sent the wrong message if she were forced to confront the hentai horde again. Her blouse and overalls, while attractive and comfortable, gave her a more tomboyish appearance and reinforced the image of a woman whom it might be dangerous to oppose.
Nabiki appeared to be dressed in a perfectly ordinary manner. Nothing about her school outfit looked unusual in any way. However, beneath her clothes, she was wearing her newest toy.
The outside facing part resembled a six-petaled flower made out of garishly pink soft plastic. From it ran a narrow cable, snaking out of her panties, through a small hole in her pocket, and ended in a plug awfully similar to the jack from a pair of headphones. This was plugged into a small box in her pocket, which had a number of buttons controlling it.
The opposite side consisted of a narrow two inch long rounded cylinder designed to hold it in place more than any attempt to fill her up, and a raised ridge which fit snugly into the valley of her vagina to keep her lips apart and rest its ridge against her clitoral hood.
This was where the vibrating element was located.
At the moment it was turned off. Nabiki was still getting used to walking with something intruding into her, even if it was much smaller and narrower than her dildo. Plus, with every step she took, it shifted slightly; bumping her clitoris. She couldn't have ignored it, if she had wanted to.
But it wasn't so extreme that she had to deal with it, rather it was a constant reminder of pleasures yet to come. As she walked to class she reveled in the idea that she was a sexy beautiful woman, far too much of a woman for any of her classmates to handle.
Akane was also far too much for her classmates to handle, at least as far as the morning sparring sessions were going. There were a bunch of young men hanging around the school entrance, trying to look nonchalant; but when they noticed Akane had on her leather jacket, their shoulders visibly slumped, and they all moved away from the gate, trying to look casual, as if to suggest that it was merest coincidence that twenty boys were standing by the gate, and they all simultaneously decided to stroll elsewhere.
Unfortunately, one boy took this as his cue to approach. "Fairest flower, I stand erect before you, unyielding and stiff in my resolve. Should I adopt a submissive position? Nay, when my back is to the wall, I'll stick it out and take it any way I can! I shall endeavor to satisfy you that faith in your impregnable defense is inconceivable. My humongous prowess shall so dare the field that all shall couch, and yield!"
While Akane was repeatedly stunned in disbelief by each new atrocity, Sasuke was thinking to himself, "Oh dear. I wonder if this is what the doctor meant when he said Kuno might suffer from overcompensation. He didn't mention that the rest of us would suffer as well."
Kuno was wearing a new athletic protector. But where most were simple convex triangular pieces of hard plastic, Kuno's was a work of ... either art or perversion.
It was too large to fit within his hakama, so this outfit had an unfastened fly added to it, out of which the protector arose majestically.
At first the metal artisan had tried to maintain decorum and functionality. But Kuno's swollen privates required such volume that the artist's earlier designs were insufficient. And Kuno somehow associated inflamed engorged testes as a sign of the extent of his virility. Kuno felt larger was better.
Eventually the artist realized that to make something meeting Kuno's minimum requirements would be tacky; very tacky. But not tacky enough for Kuno. What was an artist to do? If it had to be tacky, let it be a monument to tackiness.
Titanium is a hard metal to work, but soon he was inspired. He started off with a model of a bull's scrotum, with a rough surface texture to give the impression of a truly hairy sack.
Jutting out from this at a forty-five degree angle from vertical was the three inch diameter phallus. Unsatisfied with a six inch long cylinder ending in a hemispherical tip, the artist used for a model an eighteen inch marital aid, whose ridges and veins had been exaggerated to provide increased stimulation.
To meet Kuno's need for the dramatic, he curved it so the last half stood perfectly vertical. And since the ridged veins would be nearly invisible after anodizing the surface with black dye, he separately anodized the veins first, leaving them silvery grey. Unfortunately from a distance of more than five feet, the silvery grey traceries looked like rivulets of premature ejaculation.
Towards the end of the design process, the artisan became sick of Kuno's cries that it wasn't regal enough, so he managed to get Kuno to agree it needed the imperial chrysanthemum on the cock's helmet.
Fortunately for Kuno, as it was medical protection, Akane was unable to remove it to feed it to him orally. She was reduced to using his bokken to hit it as if she were playing golf. The bokken shattered, and Kuno's prosthesis gained a mid-course correction bending sixty degrees to the left.
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