Totsugeki!

It would be shameful to go back on her word, Nishi decided. Rather than give herself time to rethink her choice, she immediately began stripping off clothing. The jacket was easy enough, and even the skirt, but she hesitated as she touched her shirt. It felt like the moment of no return, but she pushed through it. She quickly slipped the shirt over her head, then unfastened her bra and dropped it to the ground, revealing her ample breasts. Her underwear likewise came off with little fanfare, and were carelessly discarded. She decided that footwear didn’t count, and so left on her socks and boots. Without allowing herself a second of hesitation, Nishi slung her backpack over her shoulder, donned her motorcycle helmet, and opened her apartment door.

The cool morning air hit Nishi like a brick wall. Not only was it quite brisk, it was a stark reminder that she was actually going through with it-she was naked in full view of the outside world. She glanced around to make sure there was no one around before she stepped out and locked the door behind her. She slipped the keys into her backpack and started walking. She was tempted to try and run, or to cover herself with her hands, but Nishi felt that wouldn’t be in the spirit of her agreement. She walked normally, baring her pale and curvy form to anyone who cared to look. Nishi resolved that this was the true way to fulfill her promise, to expose herself totally no matter how embarrassing it was.

Her will to see that through was put to the test as she started walking out into the front yard towards her motorcycle. With her view of the road, she could clearly see a car coming towards her. Her instincts were telling her to run, or hide, or cover herself, but Nishi **** herself to keep walking normally with the head held high. She watched with the increasingly familiar mix of fear and arousal as the driver spotted her and slowed down to get a better view of her naked body. The driver honked his horn and Nishi, unsure of what to do, waved in response. Soon enough, the car was past her, and Nishi took a deep breath as it receded into the distance. She had made it through her first exposure. Now there was truly no going back, and while she felt immensely embarrassed, she also felt a sort of pride at having done the unthinkable in order to keep her word. Truly this was the honor of Chi-ha-tan!

This mix of feelings continued as Nishi straddled her motorcycle. It was her pride and joy, but she had never experienced the feeling of its leather seat against her bare skin. She found it strangely pleasant, especially as she leaned forward to grip the handlebars. A turn of the keys and a few kicks of the starter intensified the feeling as the bike rumbled to life beneath her. As she pulled out onto the road, it became almost overwhelming, and she unconsciously began rocking her hips on the seat. The warm feeling, combined with the ingrained path of her morning commute, almost allowed her to forget that she was riding a motorcycle through a residential neighborhood while naked. In fact, she was distracted enough that she didn’t notice the town waking up around her until she was stopped at a red light and a car pulled up alongside her. A wolf-whistle startled her to alertness and she looked over to see a young man in the driver’s seat, grinning broadly at her. Once again Nishi’s gut instinct was to cover herself with her hands, or to peel alway from the situation, but she had set her mind to the task of exposing herself, and so that is what she did. Not only did she not cover herself, Nishi turned her body towards him so that he could get a better view of her breasts. He whooped at her before the light turned green and they parted ways, and she found herself feeling a sense of humiliation, but also a little bit of happiness at how much he had enjoyed seeing her body.

It was a sensation she clung to as she rode through the increasingly busy streets, knowing that dozens if not hundreds of people were seeing her naked body. She could see heads turn and bystanders pointing her out to their friends as she rode by. It was a sort of humiliation that she hadn’t been prepared for, yet once again she was unconsciously rocking her hips against the seat. It came as a relief to her when she reached the school, quickly riding around the side and pulling into the enclosed garage the senshado team used.