The girls catch a train

(Chapter originally by Phantom Pen on writing.com)

The walk from the dorms to the train station, normally a quick and uneventful affair, seemed to take an eternity for the unfortunate four. They drew stares from every person that crossed their path and the honking of cars they'd experienced in front of the dormitory never let up so long as they were in sight of the road. To make matters worse, Fuuka's return to her senses after being controlled by the perverse shadow had left the shy girl an apologetic wreck the entire journey.

"I-I... I couldn't control my body! And the words that came out of my mouth, they... it was an exaggeration!" Fuuka explained meekly for what felt like the thousandth time. "Just... thoughts I have but immediately dismiss. I don't really feel so-"

"Fuuka. Calm down." Yukari said in exasperation as she cut Fuuka off. "The three of us have been there before, so we know you're telling the truth. Just take a deep breath, okay?"

Fuuka seemed to take that advice to heart, quieting down and taking slow, deep breaths. The other girls couldn't help but notice how the exercise helped accentuate Fuuka's chest as it rose and fell steadily, but did their best to keep their thoughts under control. There were far more important things to worry about after all... like their impending train ride.

"So here's the deal." Minako began as she turned to face her friends. "We agreed to help Fuuka-chan through this to the best of our abilities. That means we try to make this ride as bearable for her as possible. I think I know how we can manage that, and it should even make things a bit easier for the rest of us too..."

And so, following Minako's plan, the group found themselves in their current situation. Fuuka stood in the center of a small triangle formed by the other three, their bodies shielding her own from view. Rather than face the crowds full frontal, Yukari, Minako, and Mitsuru all stood facing Fuuka, deciding it was better for the car full of people to see their bare asses than let them ogle everything else for the duration of the ride. This did, however, result in Fuuka's face always finding itself nuzzled between to breasts no matter where she tried to look, and the shy girl's face and occasionally her lips brushing against their nipples didn't exactly make things comfortable for the other three.

"Y-Yamagishi, please try to stay still!" Mitsuru whispered as she held back a moan. Fuuka's lips had again run against one of the redhead's nipples as the train took a turn.

"I-I'm trying! The car's so shaky today..." Fuuka muttered in apology. "Maybe I'm just used to sitting down..."

Minako realized Fuuka had a point. The ride did seem unusually bumpy today. Maybe it was just nerves and hormones doing a number on her perception, or maybe something was up with the car...