Yukari's hands pop free and sends her sprawling back into the fountain

(chapter originally by faith at writing.com)

"THREE!"

Yukari and Junpei pushed with all their strength. And as her hands came free with an audible pop, the pair had a split second to contemplate the wisdom of their plan, in particular where all that **** was going to send the poor girl when the deed was done. Then momentum took over, and Yukari found herself sent flying into the fountain.

"Yukari-san! Are you all right?" Junpei asked, legitimately worried, and almost entirely ignoring the provocative pose Yukari had ended up in, on her hands and knees with her butt high in the air and her bare breasts swinging freely with every passing breath.

"You kidding? I'm sitting here soaked to the skin and completely naked, getting stuck in random poses by stupid paint adhesive, I've been stripped by androids and molested by fountains, and I've given the most humiliating performances of my life to the biggest perverts in this school!" Yukari said as she rose to her feet. "I haven't been 'all right' for awhile now. But...I don't think I'm hurt."

"Cool. So...where to now?" Junpei asked.

"Who said you could tag along?" Yukari retorted

"So what, you expect me to abandon you like this?"

"So you can get more of a free show than you already got? Thanks anyway. I can take care of myself." Yukari snapped, idly examining herself for cuts and scrapes. She looked fine, but it still stung a bit where the adhesive had been torn off. Her poor bottom felt especially tender.

As she gingerly examined her posterior as best she could, she naturally found her hands stuck fast to either cheek.

"Yeah. You really got a handle on this situation." Junpei said, grinning from ear to ear.

"Arrrgh! Stop staring at me!" Yukari said, practically in tears. That whole ordeal in the fountain, and she was right back to where she had started from!

In the distant a bell rang.

"Come on. Your out of time. We're getting you someplace safe." Junpei said, marching up to her and grabbing her shoulder.

"I don't-"

"Whatever. I'm coming with. I'd do the same if you...if any of us were in trouble. And you know it. The fact that I get to see you naked longer if I tag along has nothing to do with it."

Yukari was blushing profusely as she awkwardly followed him along.

"Though that is a pretty nice benefit." Junpei admitted with a grin.

"What can you even do for me, Stupei?"

"Well, I'm pretty good at opening doors and keeping my clothes on in public. Those are two skillsets that seem in short supply right now."

"You-argh! Fine. Let's get back to the lockers."

"Isn't the gym getting renovated right now?"

"Will you just shut up?"

"What'd I say?"

The march back to the gym was a tense affair, with Yukari **** to hide a dozen times. Junpei actually proved rather valuable as a look out in this regard. Of course, what gratitude Yukari might have felt was tempered by the number of times she caught him looking at her body. Not that she really blamed him. She had essentially put herself in this situation, and she had absolutely no way to cover her frontal nudity. If the roles were reversed, she probably would be doing the same. It wasn't like Junpei was even that bad looking a guy, either. Really, it was his perverted attitude that irritated her so. His looks were never the problem. Not at all.

Yukari blushed at her own musings. Between all the stress of wandering around completely naked, all the unwanted attention she was getting from Junpei and that brat with the camera, and especially the way that damned fountain had pushed her to the edge of orgasm (while Junpei looked on at her shameful display, no less!) had done her libido no favors. Her nipples had grown quite prominent and erect, and she could feel her clit poking out through her folds begging for attention. She was officially more horny than she had ever been in her life, and in no position to do anything about it.

Once they made it to the gym, Yukari had something to ask Junpei for.