Futaba Listening In

"Futaba?! What are you doing?!"

Futaba quickly jumped away from the door and quickly took her hand out of her shorts, exposing her wet fingers.

"W-What do you mean what was I doing?! Y-You were the one m-masturbating and moaning like a slut in the shower! I-Is this why you woke up so late? S-So you could secretly masturbate while everyone was gone?!"

"I wasn't mastur-"

"Y-Yes, you were! I-I'd recognize an erotic sound like that from anywhere! I-I just wish I got to record it after waiting so long to hear you moan!"

Instead of saying anything, Makoto just blushed and quickly walked away to her room. They both knew the truth that Makoto did masturbate, and that's what made it so bad for her to talk to Futaba. She knew that if she kept denying it then Futaba would keep talking until Makoto gave in and told the truth and she desperately wanted to avoid that. Hence, the silence.

Eventually Makoto entered her room and before she had a chance to close the door, Futaba already slipped in and immediately ran towards Makoto's bed where she grabbed a bag off the floor near it.

"S-Since you don't want to talk about you moaning in the shower, l-lets talk about this!" She then quickly pulled a butt plug and anal lube out of the bag with a snicker. "Nheh heh, be honest...A-Are you becoming an anal slut?!"

Makoto instantly ran towards the toy and lube and tried to pull it out of Futaba's hands who dodged out of the way quickly and ran behind Makoto and pulled her towel down. As Makoto bent down to pick it up the towel, Futaba gave her butt a quick slap and said, "I-I wouldn't stand up again unless you want our friends to know about your purchase. I-I already took a photo of it all, plus of your receipt!"

Futaba waited a few seconds for Makoto to speak up, to yell, or for the first time, give her the fists of justice. Neither happened. Makoto just stayed bent over, her hands gripping the towel on the floor. Futaba took a quick peek at her face, just to make sure that she wasn't going too far, and saw Makoto blushing a brighter red than Ann's phantom thief outfit.

The excitement and control was starting to get to her and she decided to take full of advantage of her friend's bent over situation.