Itachi, 18 Years Old, Class 1-B

"Man, this substitute professor sucks." Itachi mutters to his new buddies, Masashi and Habiki, as they drag their feet out of another boring science lecture. "I want to get back to the fun lectures we were having on biology."

"You just mean you enjoyed hearing her say the word 'vagina' every few minutes, don't you?" Masashi chuckles.

"Vagina." Habiki laughs too.

"Oh, very mature." Itachi chides them, but doesn't deny it. "No, I'm much more into looking at vaginas than hearing about them."

"Oh, and I bet you do loads of that, huh?" Masashi teases.

"Not enough." Itachi admits.

"Well, you know how you could bathe your eyes in a whole sea of pussy, don't you?" Masashi says smoothly.

"No?" Itachi says, curiously.

"A whole sea of pussy." Habiki sighs, dreamily.

"The changing rooms. The lockers are huge. You could easily fit in one. And the vent is at perfect eye height. You'd have a front-seat view to all the ladies getting changed for swimming. You'd be able to see everything so perfectly clearly, that you could probably come back and let us know what sort of pubic hair every single chick out there is sporting."

"Perfectly clearly." Habiki agrees.

"Ugh, don't tempt me." Itachi murmurs. "I would actually do it too, if I wouldn't get caught as soon as one of the girls opened the locker."

Masashi snorts. "Why would that be an issue? We just need to come in with you, and put a padlock on the locker. Then nobody can get in to check, until we come back later and let you out. It's fool-proof."

"Holy shit, you're right." Itachi admits. "It could actually work. Fuck it, I'm in."

"Holy shit!" Habiki says excitedly.

"We all have a free period right after lunch, right?" Masashi checks.

"Right." Habiki confirms. "After lunch."

In the empty ladies' changing rooms, Itachi tests his view through the vents.

"Wow, I really am going to be able to see everything."

"And it's perfectly dark in there. They won't be able to see you at all." Masashi says proudly.

"I wish we were allowed our phones at this Academy. Imagine the photos I could take!" Itachi laments.

"You'll have to paint us a lovely picture later with your words." Masashi says, nodding.

He pulls out a combination padlock.

"Okay guys, just so everyone knows, the code is 6699. Get it? 69, the sex number."

"The sex number." Habiki chortles.

With an audible click, Itachi is locked inside the locker.

"This is going to be awesome." Itachi cackles.

"Fuck yeah. Just remember to stay deathly quiet. Don't try to touch yourself or anything. You might lose control and make too much noise, and then we're all fucked."

"I wasn't going to!" Itachi whines.

"Sure, whatever." Masashi smirks. "Oh shit, what day is it?!"

"Monday? Obviously!" Itachi says.

"Obviously." Habiki says, frowning.

"Shit, I've got a thing! I completely forgot! Some guys were going to show me something... Oh shit, I'm not supposed to talk about it. Forget I said anything. Look, you'll have to let Itachi out, Habiki. Remember, 6699!"

"Bro wait, what the fuck?!" Itachi feels nervous about the fact that Masashi is slowly bailing.

But he's already gone.

"6699. 6699." Habiki repeats to himself, to help him remember. "6699."

"Dude, look, just go. But come back for me in like ten minutes after they've all started swimming, yeah? Don't forget. Now I'll see you later."

"See you later." Habiki agrees. "6699. 6699."

And with that, Itachi is left on his own.

A few minutes later, Itachi's dreams are coming true.

Holy shit holy shit holy shit this is really happening!

A sea of beautiful young women begin to undress in front of his very eyes.

It's a miracle! Thank you God! Thank you Masashi!

Not only has he just watched the hot volleyball captain get changed, and seen EVERYTHING, but now he's staring at a stark naked Utano - a girl from class 1-B, just like him. Tomorrow morning she'll probably be wishing him good morning, none-the-wiser, but from now on, whenever he sees her, all he'll be thinking about is this glorious side of her barenaked tits, inches from his face.