Want to support CHYOA?
Disable your Ad Blocker! Thanks :)

Chapter 28 by transplanter

What's next?

...I can only give you my jacket."

(chapter originally by Misayaka on writing.com)

"Your jacket?! What good's that going to do me!?"

Ken took the question into account, and felt his cheeks warm as he looked over the elder girl's barely covered cleavage.

He didn't expect it would do much good at all.

"I, if you have a better idea, sempai-..."

Minako did not. "Fine...fine! T, take it off. I'll-...I'll try to make do." The flustered redhead nodded and looked away, blushing quite colorfully herself, though it was difficult to say whether it was due to her situation or what she was asking someone little over half her age to do.

Ken hesitated, realizing he had still been staring at the fair skin on display, then snapped out of it and nodded quickly. "Uh, right..."

There was an awkward cough, and Ken shrugged off the undone black blazer before extending it to Minako. "You sure this is... gonna be okay?"

"It's gotta be, right?" Trying to maintain some layer of responsibility, Minako winked with a **** smile. She had been about to take it, then suddenly frowned and tilted her head. "Eyes shut, Ken."

"S, sure." Mentally chiding his lack of maturity for having needed a reminder, Ken did as asked while his elder pulled the jacket on.

Minako had been right to question the logic of Ken's offer. The petite jacket barely made it over her shoulders, much less her breasts. It contained them, but buttoning the black fabric had taken a lot of struggling. The gaps between the buttons and outline of the fabric left no doubt that they were barely containing a very ample set of breasts, to the point that Minako still felt a mild urge to cover herself.

Worse than that was the lingering fact that she still had nothing in the way of bottoms, and the jacket wouldn't even cover her exposed midriff, much less her pelvic area or even a trace of her backside.

"Can I open them n-"

"NO!"

Minako cringed, tucking an arm around the tight-fitting chest of Ken's jacket and wedging the other between her legs.

"I, I still can't get up like this!"

Ken sighed, and with his eyes shut, knew what he had to do. He took a deep breath and-

What's next?

Comments

      More fun
      Want to support CHYOA?
      Disable your Ad Blocker! Thanks :)