Your first couple of classes.

Your first class was fairly uneventful. It was apparently Shiki’s gym class, and you only knew this because she kept sending you pictures of herself in nothing but her panties while she changed. She didn’t look like she was in a locker room though. She also texted with you continually during the entire class. You had a hard time imagining that she would be able to text so much during a gym class, but on the other hand you also had a hard time imagining her actually participating in a gym class. Definitely seemed more like one of those people that just hung around on the bleachers the whole period.

When you weren’t being assaulted by texts from Shiki, you were looking around the classroom. There weren’t any shinobi in this class that you could spot, at least no obvious ones. You didn’t imagine that Haruka’s method of remaining undetected was a common one. The thing about Haruka’s stance was that it would require a weapon of some sort that you could remain in a casual stance to wield. You were having a tough time thinking of many weapons like that, yours was the only one that came to mind. Maybe you should have Haruka teach you how to do that at some point, it would be greatly beneficial to you.

Before long the bell rang and you began to shuffle along to your next class. You were pretty sure Ryouna had this class with you, so at least you wouldn’t be bored.

“Biiiiiig brotheeeerrrrrrrr!” You heard someone yell from down the hall as you made your way. You didn’t think anything of it until you felt the oh-so wonderful and familiar feeling of breasts smashed against your face. Instead of falling over you managed to maintain your balance and instead just wrapped your arms around her, already knowing it was Ryouna. You didn’t recognize the shout at first since it was a different voice, but you could never mistake those tits.

“Hey Ryouna.” You said as you put her down on the ground.

She smiled at you. “Hey big bro! I missed you.” Even the way she talked was different now that she was in disguise. You were truly impressed by her skill at espionage, she might have even been better than you.

“It’s only been one period, dummy.” You chuckled at her. A little flash occurred in her eyes, one that told you she enjoyed when you called her a dummy, confirming it was Ryouna for sure.

“I knooow but it felt like so long.” She whined.

“We have next period together right?” You asked.

“Yup! English, I’m bad at English.” She posed proudly in spite of what she actually said.

You sigh and grab her arm pulling her with you as you move on to the next class.

Your English teacher, Harumi-sensei, was very attractive. She had long hair done in a high ponytail and amazing curves, and dressed to accentuate them as well, with a short skirt and a button-up blouse that had enough buttons undone to show off her vast cleavage from what had to be G-cup breasts. A pair of glasses sat on her nose and bright red lipstick. She looked like a teacher straight out of a porn film, and you were not complaining.

“Students,” Harumi called out while you and Ryouna were in front of the class, “these two are transfers from Kinkou Academy. Please introduce yourselves.”

“My name is Ippan Sanzou.”

“And I’m Ryouna Sanzou. His little sister.” You both bow.

After the rest of the class greets you with varying levels of enthusiasm, Harumi directs you to your seats. Ryouna looks happy about your seating arrangement, and you think you understand why. You’re sitting directly behind a girl with a fairly large, perky pair of breasts, H-cup probably, who had short, dark blue hair in a bowl cut with a cute little cherry blossom hairpin.

You smile at the girl as you walk by and sit behind her. Ryouna’s seat was right next to yours. Almost immediately your “sister” began to write something down in a notebook.

Without much hesitation yourself, you reached around from behind the girl in front of you and took hold of one of her breasts. You heard her gasp from surprise, but otherwise remain quiet. Her breasts were very soft, you discovered after pulling her top open to get a more direct feel. A note appeared on your desk.

Master, how do you like this piggy’s disguise?

You started to write your own note, passing it to Ryouna when you were finished.

Very cute, and you’re surprisingly good at pulling it off.

Who do you like better, Master, this Ryouna or Your little piggy Ryouna?

You tapped your chin, feigning thought before replying. I think I like my sow better because she knows how much of a dirty little slut she is.

Ryouna wiggles and whimpers happily and giggles, you let out a small chuckle as well. You hadn’t stopped feeling your neighbor’s breast since you started, it was quite enjoyable to play with.

Another note. Master, the girl You’re groping is a shinobi, and one of my former classmates. She’s Yozakura. Well, what a coincidence. You were about to withdraw your hand when another note appeared. She’s a closet pervert ;)

As if to prove what was written, you brush your finger lightly over the girl’s nipple to find that it is rock hard. A bit more examination revealed that she was breathing a bit heavy. Curiously you slid your hand down her belly and onto her panties, finding a large wet spot on the crotch. Wow, she really was a pervert.

You give Ryouna a thumbs up and start to write a note, this time you plan to give it to Yozakura.

Hey, what’s your name? You knew her name already, but she’d get immediately suspicious if you acted like you did.

Yozakura. You’re Ippan right? How are you enjoying Gessen so far? Her writing was very formal and strict, she didn’t seem to take very long writing it though.

It’s very pretty. Not just the architecture but the girls as well.

Yozakura lets out a small snort. Pff, figures. I bet you like the uniform being a guy and all.

I sure do. I have to admit, my sister and I are already feeling kind of lonely. We left behind some really good friends back at Kinkou. You fed her this line in the hopes that she would then invite you to hang out with her own group of friends, the other elite shinobi.

Aw I’m sorry to hear that! And there aren’t even any guys to hang out with here either. I’ll tell you what, you seem nice so if you want I can introduce you to my friends during lunch. I think you’d get along pretty well with them. Score. You passed this note to Ryouna so she understood the plan, then wrote another note to Yozakura. Now that you had secured what you were going to do for lunch, it was time to have a little fun with your new closet pervert friend. You also wanted to test if the normality you made while chatting with Haruka would still work if it was a written command.

Sounds great! I’d love to meet some new people. Say, would you mind doing me a favor and jerk me off under my desk?

After reading this, Yozakura turns and nods at you, smiling before she slides onto the floor and under your desk, reminding you of the way Ryouna did it the other day. It was good to know the normality worked even if you didn’t say it out loud. It wasn’t long before you could feel your pants being unzipped and your cock becoming free.

You turned to see Ryouna watching what was going on very intently, apparently pleased to see her former classmate begin stroking your cock. As it happens, Yozakura was really good with her hands. She applied just the perfect amount of pressure in all the best spots along your length. Your dick was hard in no time, and in an effort to let the experience go as long as possible, you decided to distract yourself. You considered using Ryouna to distract you, but her methods would just be likely to urge you to climax even faster.

Luckily, you had a new cell-buddy. You flipped open your phone and began to text Shiki.

Hey Shiki.

Hey again, Pan-Pan! That was evidently the nickname she gave you, something she assures you she does to all of her closest friends. What’s like, up stud?

Not much, getting a handy under my desk from a cute girl. You looked under the desk to find Yozakura eagerly pumping away, when she sees you she smiles sweetly.

Whaaat? You trying to like, make me all jelly? The thought honestly hadn’t crossed your mind. JK, I’m like, totes not the jelly type at all. How cute is she though? I’m gonna like, need proof.

You bring the phone down under the desk and aim the camera at Yozakura and take a picture of her while she strokes you, giving a peace sign to the camera as she does.

That’s Yozie!

You know her? You wondered briefly if that made Shiki a shinobi as well, but not all of a shinobi’s best friends were also shinobi. Sanji was your best friend after all, and he was just a dork.

Yozie is like, one of my best friends ever! I always like, knew she was a pervert like me deep down. Good to have picture proof though >:3

What can I say? I bring out the best in people. You chuckle a bit to yourself at your own joke. You leaned back and relaxed a bit, letting yourself get briefly lost in Yozakura’s handiwork. As you let your thoughts drift you decided to have some fun with your new discovery about written commands.

Hey Shiki, would you mind texting all of your contacts from Gessen to let them know how delicious my cum is? You think for a moment, then decide that you might as well make this interesting. And let them know that if they want some, all they need to do is ask.

OMG that’s so pervy and kinda hot. I’ll get right on that, just to like, warn you though; I have A LOT of contacts.

Bring it on. You reply.

In just that moment you feel yourself nearing climax from Yozakura’s pumping hands. You quickly look down at her.

“I’m really close. Put your lips around the tip, you won’t be disappointed, I promise.” Yozakura nods and obediently sucks the tip into her mouth. At just that moment, you start to cum. Her eyes widen in a familiar and satisfying way when your first shot makes contact with her tongue. Now seemingly understanding what you meant, you hear the distinctive sounds of her desperately swallowing each of your loads, her hand continually pumping with even more desperation than before, trying to milk everything out of you. You groan with pleasure as she does this, and you look over to see Ryouna enjoying the sight as well, even licking her lips as she watches, clearly remembering the taste.

With a contented sigh your torrent of sperm trickles to a stop between Yozakura’s lips. With a pop! she takes the tip out of her mouth and looks up at you.

“Damn dude! You weren’t kidding. That tasted pretty good.”

“I’m glad you liked it.”