The jacket became compromised.

(chapter originally by Misayaka on writing.com)

As Minako pursed her lips to try and phrase the most polite way of turning down an overly enthusiastic, and yet far too sweet, grade-schooler, the audible sound of a *snap* distracted her thoughts.

The taller girl blinked at Ken's hopeful gaze in plain confusion. Where had that sound come from?

Her answer had come in the form of the telltale draft she felt seconds later, as the sensation of the loosened jacket finally registered with Minako, held in check by one less button, which had proved incapable of containing the ample cleavage it had never been tailored for.

She felt herself gulp in **** dread as she craned her head down, expecting to see a fractional amount of her curves put on display. That would hardly the worst predicament to be in, given everything else that had happened so far.

It hadn't stopped there. Another snap, then a pop, then a rustle of fabric... and the jacket effortlessly came apart, hanging open against her otherwise nude breasts.

"Oh, oh no..."

The opened jacket didn't do much at all, even less than it had done when it was fastened. The unbuttoned jacket rested loosely against the front of Minako's chest, not doing much in the way of concealing anything else.

And amidst her intensified plight, Ken was still softly gripping her hands and waiting patiently for a response that Minako had no capability of forming.

"K, Ken... this isn't a..." She gulped again. "...good time..."

As for the boy in question, Ken remained blissfully ignorant at the worst of times, staring over the presence of the jacket at Minako's eyes as if it weren't even there. It might as well not have been.

"Come on, Minako... I, I really have to know..." Ken gripped Minako's hands tighter and tugged on her arms lightly. "...plea-"

Minako and Ken's eyes widened simultaneously, then. As Minako's arms came up... the shoulders of the jacket were drawn out... and Minako's breasts rose into plain sight, completely exposed.

"I, I... I uh... oh, sorry..."

Minako gulped again, feeling her breasts rise heavily, their hardening peaks practically inches from Ken's face.

"K, KEN! L, let go of my..."

Ken reacted in a panic and did as asked, letting go of Minako's hands, covering for Minako in the only way he knew how...