Yukari performs.

(Chapter originally by faith on writing.com)

They had a chance. Minako was sure of it! What Yukari was being told to do was so wrong in so many ways. It was too much for her to give in to! She was already suspicious of Mitsuru, and Minako hoped she could sense something off about her as well. Soon she was going to slap Minako across the face, or bolt for the exit, or do something to resist. And that was when they could turn the tables. At least, Minako hoped so. Personas were supposed to be a living projection of the inner self. It took a supreme act of will to manifest one (though the Evokers helped), and there was no way a Shadow could use her Persona while there was even one little sliver of her will free to resist their efforts! And Yukari's own power could easily subdue them both if they had no magic of their own to counter her!

At least, Minako hoped so. It sounded a little ****, but it was the best move she could hope for right now. Yukari just needed to...

Minako watched in shock as Yukari took in a deep breath, lowered herself down to the tiled floor, and spread her legs wide open her feet folded up beneath her. To Minako's shock and awe, she began slowly to massage her inner thighs, running her hand over her folds. Minako blushed as she felt herself assuming the same position directly across from her, pantomiming her gestures with her right hand, sending unwanted jolts of pleasure through her body as she manipulated her sex.

"No! Yukari, don't fall for it! Its not me! You don't have to do this!"

Alas, her words never came out. Minako was the girl with the Wild Card, that rarest of Persona users able to manifest a manifold of Personas in any situation. How such a talent could exist was anyone's guess- perhaps her mind was such that she could adjust to any situation, be anything she desired to be? No one knew for sure. And while her combat abilities were devastating as a result, there were more subtle aspects to the magic as well. One such was her ability to grow stronger through the bonds she forged with her peers. This might be an aspect inherent to the Wild Card, or perhaps the Wild Card could only exist in humans prone to forming and nurturing a plethora of relationships. Up until now, Minako had never thought of the full implications of her power, or her personality. Her bonds were her bonds, her comrades were all dear to her and she would do anything to protect them. **** and manipulation did not come naturally to the outgoing and friendly girl, so it had never occurred to her that she might be able to **** the relationships she had cultivated. Certainly it had never dawned upon her that her comrades had grown, inch by inch as the year progressed, so very close to her that she could ask them to do anything. And yet, first with Mitsuru and now Yukari, that terrifying truth was becoming evident. The bonds with her friends had become so tight that they were now chains...and the Shadows were not afraid to pull.

"Yukari-chan! Don't! Look at me! See me!"

Yukari's fingers parted her folds, while her free hand began to play with her breasts. She stared at Minako intently...lustily.

"Ack! No! Don't see me like that! Stop looking!"

Minako's panic showed no trace in her actions, where her own folds were partly and her own fingers began to play.

"Oh. Oh god. That feels good! Oh! Dammit, why wow! Why is 'other me' YES! so much better at this AHH! than I am? No! Stop! Don't look at AH! at Yukari like that!"

But Minako's eyes were obeying a different master, and she stared with lusty intensity at her friends beautiful body wantonly displaying itself before her. Their fingers were moving in time with each other, each deliberately mimicking the other, as if the pair were connected to one another. It was easy for each to imagine the other sliding her own digits into those hungry folds, playing and thrusting and manipulating to the inevitable release.

"No! This is not happening! I am not enjoying watching my friend play with herself! I am not enjoying the attention she's giving me! I don't like being naked, or being humiliated, or any of this! I'm not going to cum!"

Minako's whole body arched back and gave a little spasm as her fingers continued to play.

"NO ONE ASKED YOUR OPINION!" Minako mentally screamed at her body, even as she outwardly moaned loudly.