Checking on Akane during her swim training

You'd told Akane you would check on her during her morning classes, but ran into a problem quickly: she hadn't given you her schedule. Luckily, you were able to obtain that from Nekomaru, who seemed pleased as punch that you'd already managed to improve her mood so quickly. "She seemed like she had a big grin on her face all afternoon! Damn! I could have sworn bowel movements were the key to happiness, but whatever you did, it seems like it worked a lot better. You're gonna have to let me in on your secrets!" he guffaws, slapping you on the back so hard at dinner that you nearly flipped face-first over your table.

"Th-Thanks. So her first class is foreign language, correct?"

"Nah, you've got it twisted. You have to look on the back."

Feeling a sense of dread, you flip what you assumed to be a relatively normal university schedule over to find notes in red all over the back of the paper. She doesn't just have the scheduled university courses. The gymnast is involved in all sorts of clubs, each which have events scheduled all throughout the day. Not only that, but Nekomaru has included all of her training and meal times as well... and also her shit times... which add together to encompass basically her entire day! It's no wonder she hasn't been in a good mood-- they've been running her ragged!

... Is what you would have said, if it weren't for the fact that you'd already drilled down to the real source of her malaise. Tomorrow morning, you'd see the fruits of your work during her first scheduled event of the day: swimming practice at the absurd hour of 6:00 am.

After getting an early start on your day, you ran out the door, eager to see the results of your hypnotherapy on the Ultimate Gymnast. There shouldn't be that many people attending practice with her, you expect-- this is a very exclusive university and 6:00 am swim practice on a weekday can't be common among its students. Still, this would be a good chance to see what she's done to embrace her perfect day, as you'd instructed her to do during therapy.

You arrive at the school's indoor pool, only to find that you were mistaken-- a small crowd of students, only a few of them in swim attire, have assembled around the pool. The scene gets stranger the closer you get. You notice that many of the students are drenched from head-to-toe, even the ones not wearing swim attire. What's going on at this school's swim club? Furthermore, you notice Akane isn't among them. There's no way she decided to skip training, is there?

For a moment, you're surprised not to find Nekomaru either-- you thought he'd be watching Akane like a hawk. Then, you remember him showing you his schedule-- he's tied up after 5:30 breakfast with an entire hour of dedicated shit break. You wonder, privately, if he ought to be your next target for hypnotherapy. The man's hyper-focus on bowel movements can't be healthy.

For now though, Akane! You've finally spotted her. From a distance, it looks like she's helping a drowner in the pool. That explains it! The reason everyone's standing in a circle near the pool and several of them are drenched is clear now: they all tried to jump in and help a drowning student, but in the end, Akane was the one who managed to do it.

Only...

Isn't the girl with her the Ultimate Swimmer, Aoi Asahina? You recognize her brown hair, done up in a ponytail like that looks a bit like a swirled scoop of ice-cream. She apparently keeps it that way even when she's swimming. Like Akane, she's tan with a dynamite body, but unlike Akane, not quite the Amazonian height, nor the muscle. That's coming into play right now, because you finally understand what's happening: Aoi, clad in her blue, one-piece swimsuit, is being lifted in a sort of wrestling cradle hold out of the water, with a look of shock on her face as her arms and legs are wrenched behind her body. It has potential to be a pretty nice view, but you're more concerned about Akane at this point.

At first, you can only see Akane's face in the water, but it's not quite what you'd hoped for: she has a slightly puzzled, confused look on her face, not an exuberant grin.

"Th-This isn't swimmiiiing!" Aoi shouts into the air, trying to thrash her limbs to escape but finding herself unable. Her look of panic becomes one of confusion as she raises one eyebrow. "I don't think it's gymnastics either!"

As though conceding the point, Akane drops Aoi with a thudding splash into the water. Feeling responsible, you run over to poolside to help her out. You're dressed in your school uniform at this point, but you don't mind getting wet-- you do feel partly responsible for her predicament. She accepts your hand and lets you help her out of the pool, but her sense of urgency hasn't gone away. The look on her face conveys that she's afraid she'll be pulled back in by her leg. Once she's out, the wet Aoi knocks you down and ends up on top of you, totally drenching your blazer and slacks all at once. With the swimmer's tan, shapely body above you and her breasts in your face, you think you might be getting some jealous glares from the others, but you're not sure why she's adopted this position.

"I don't know who you are, but you're in danger, buddy! Akane's gone crazy!" she warns you, her blue eyes looking deathly serious.

Crazy? Well, you had heard your hypnotism results described that way before. The more troubling part is that she doesn't look happy or content! Determined, you try to free yourself from Aoi's grip, telling her that you need to check on Akane.

"N-Now you sound crazy!" the swimmer groans, clutching harder. To your embarrassment, even the relatively girlish Ultimate Swimmer is actually pretty capable of holding you down. "I'm the only think keeping her from dragging you in right now!"

"Dragging me in?" you reply, dumbly.

"You think I can't get him? Come on, Doc! Join the party!" Akane laughs, grabbing hold of your ankles and suddenly, roughly, dragging you from poolside so that you land back-first inside of the pool. Aoi lets out a start of surprise as she fails to protect you, but all you can focus on now is your student.

It's clear now why she's drawn such a crowd, in spite of the danger that everyone faces getting close to her. You notice as you correct yourself to upright position and find her looming over you, now halfway out of the water and propped at the side of the pool, that unlike Aoi, Akane isn't wearing a swim-team suit. In fact, she isn't wearing anything at all. The huge globes of her breasts, which you suspected might be braless yesterday, are now very definitely so. Everything, including her perky nipples, colored differently against the otherwise uniform tan surface of her flesh, is out in the open. You can't sea her lower body as well, but looking down, even with the water's coverage, you can tell it's all out there. There's not a scrap of clothing to be seen on her.

"Akane?" you manage to squeak out, grasping at the poolside as you do. There's a wolfish grin on her face that looks pleased, but not friendly.

Her expression falters a bit, as though your confusion is making her confused. "I don't get it, Doc. I did what you told me to. I wore what I wanted to and I started pickin' fights with people, but it ain't workin' at all. Nobody actually wants to fight me!"

Inwardly, you thought to yourself: "of course they don't! Nobody could possibly win in a fight with her. Even if they were interested in touching her naked body-- which I'd imagine a lot of them would be-- they're not interested enough to risk drowning doing it!" Still, this was clearly affecting the potency of your treatment. "So, your mood has ultimately worsened. You dressed the way you wanted to and challenged people like you wanted to. The problem is that they aren't reciprocating your challenge?" You push a bit of your long hair out of your eyes with one wet hand as you talk, floating at poolside along your nude patient.

"Yeah, I guess so. It seemed fun in my head, but it's not fun if nobody wants to return the challenge, you know?" she sighs. Her massive, sopping wet tits rise and fall with the simple action of inhaling and exhaling. Even as a consummate professional, you're having a hard time keeping your eyes off of them. "Fighting somebody with no spirit's no fight at all."

This is looking bad! You need to save the results of your hypnotherapy. You begin to remove your soggy tie and blazer, keeping your eyes on her face as you explain the next step of her treatment. "Very well then. Akane... I challenge you!" You're not much of a swimmer, nor are you her physical equal, but you're ready to summon up the passion she's looking for all the same.

"... You?!" she gasps, putting on an amused smirk. "You sure you're up for it?"

"I'm more than up for it! Let me show you how excited I am!" you announce, putting on a serious face as you begin to unbuckle your belt under the water. Once it's off, you follow it by removing your socks (the shoes already came off in the water), your pants, and your shirt, leaving you in nothing but your brief boxers beneath the water. You hear the others whispering and gathering in closer, eager for a look... You hope they won't be disappointed. Your physique isn't exactly manly.

"Ooooh! You see how fun it is to swim like this, huh? I've always thought swimsuits are embarrassin', you know? It's way better to swim like this!" she cackles, crossing her arms beneath her big boobs and pushing them up in the process. Now that you're just about naked, you feel a bit less shameful staring at them. "This is really the way to do it! You're more hydrodynamic and the water feels great on your body! I prefer to do it in a river or the sea-- all this chlorine is bad for my nose. But overall, it's alright, ain't it?" She puts on the sunny grin you were hoping for and clasps one hand onto your shoulder.

You nod, trying to look as enthusiastic as she does. "It's great! Who wouldn't want to do this? This is like a dream come true. A real perfect day."

"You ready, then?"

Oh, right.

Akane lets out a battle-cry, then suddenly darts back into the water, pulling you away from pool-side. The lower body that had previously been concealed by the water suddenly attacks you, like some predatory shark momentarily revealing itself to make a dive for prey. In that moment, you witness the spectacular sight of her long, powerful legs, pleasantly tanned and glistening with pool water, thrust out and wrap around your neck and shoulders, putting the most important piece that had been hidden right in your face. Her pussy is surprisingly clean shaven, perhaps due to her involvement in gymnastics and the swim team. Interestingly, even this part of her body lacks tan-lines, perhaps speaking to her preference of going au naturel whenever she finds the opportunity. Her pussy literally smashes into your mouth, causing you to screw up your eyes in surprise, as she grabs you into a sort of underwater frankensteiner and flips you so that you're underneath the water.

This is probably the point where the others tried to push away or tapped out, fearing for their lives. Their immediate surrender against Akane had probably pushed her away from a state of happiness and into one of confusion-- after all, her desire to fight wasn't to terrorize others, it was to face off against worthy opponents and experience the thrill of competition.

You couldn't provide her all that, but you decided to take it as far as you could! Instead of withdrawing or running away, you returned her attack, grappling your legs around her head and trying to drag her downward. It's a lot harder than she made it look! In fact, you've failed to reverse anything at all.

You think she's saying something to you-- you can barely make out her big grin, shimmering on the other side of the pool water as bubbles from your own mouth obscure your vision. You're unsure whether she's adding insult to injury or she's trying to make you more comfortable, like she is, but her next move is one you'd have preferred to avoid if possible. Your boxers are suddenly yanked down (up) your legs and thrown aside, revealing your penis directly in front of your view. The pool water is warm and the situation is pretty steamy... meaning that right now, you're sporting a pretty healthy erection.

The sight seems to surprise her, even if it shouldn't. Her face changes to a clenched-teeth look of uncharacteristically girlish embarrassment, as your dick nearly hits her in the face. This is the chance you've been looking for! Filled with the competitive spirit she wanted from you, you suddenly push off from her shoulders with your feet, then come up underneath her, lifting her whole naked, dripping wet body out of the water on your shoulders for everyone to see. The moist cleft of her pussy pushes against the arc of her back and her meaty ass cheeks fill both your hands as you pull her up with great effort, lifting her as high as you can.

With the last of your strength, you tilt your head upward... and see it! A look of thrill and excitement glows upon her face. Genuine enthusiasm beams across her features, as her breasts flail wildly, nearly hiding that glimpse of happiness and success from your view. It's perfect. You've made the right choice.

With all of your limited power, you fall backward, allowing Akane to splash back-first into the pool, carrying you with her. Her laughter fills your ears as your vision is once again obscured by pool water. You feel the girl's massive thighs take hold of you again, cradling you in a deadly embrace that others have perhaps dreamed of being taken out by.

And you are being taken out.

The blueness of the pool water suddenly takes on a darker tinge of black, then complete blackness, as your patient playfully suffocates you in the pool water.

Anything for the patient, right?

You barely glimpse the Ultimate Swimmer jumping back into the pool with a look of panic to rescue you, thinking only of the look of delight on Akane's face. Your treatment worked...!