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Chapter 8 by transplanter

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Further into the waterways...

(chapter originally by williwall at writing.com)

Yukari shuffled along behind Junpei, clutching at the back of his shirt. "Don't you dare turn around," she growled. "This is all your fault."

"Don't stray too far behind," Junpei counseled. "There are going to be shadows from here on out."

"I know that," snapped Yukari. She felt something brush against her bare feet. "Stop playing pranks, Minako." She paused. "Minako?" she asked.

Suddenly, she felt something wrap around her left leg. Yukari's vision spun as she was flipped upside down, dangling in the air. She yelped.

Junpei whirled around. "Yukari?" he shouted.

Yukari was held aloft by a shadow. She felt Junpei's coat slide up her chest, exposing her still wet panties. "D-don't look!" she exclaimed, blushing furiously.

"Now isn't the time for that," Junpei snapped. "I can't attack this shadow with you being held like this. What should I do?"

Yukari felt multiple hands slide across underneath the jacket. "What are you- AH!" The jacket popped open, scattering buttons, exposing her flimsy, transparent nightshirt which clung to her breasts. The thin material slid up past her navel to rest against the underside of her breasts, dangerously close to her nipples. "I don't care!" Yukari shouted. "Just do something!"

Junpei drew his sword and slashed at the tentacles. The shadow dissipated, causing Yukari to collapse into the ground on a heap. She wobbled to her feet. "You idiot!" She pushed Junpei. "Couldn't you have done that earlier?"

"Uhhh..." Junpei replied, staring at her. "What?" Yukari asked. She looked down.

Junpei's attack had left a large gash in the center of her nightshirt, exposing a generous amount of cleavage. Two additional slashes ran up the side of her thighs. The fragments of her now ruined panties fluttered to the ground, giving him a generous view of her shaved-

Yukari shrieked, collapsing to the ground and pulling down the hem of her shirt. She felt the cold ground press against her thighs. Wordlessly, she began to cry, as Junpei attempted to console her.

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