Things are going to get a little more saucy this chapter! Things are getting heated, will anyone end up crossing any lines?
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Pokemon Academy: Beginning of Beginnings
Chapter 478
"Now then," Dakota said, removing her hands from Serefina's back and placing them on her hips, turning to Akira, "I'm a princess now, Aki! And princesses don't do back rubs! Sorry, Seri, but this is where we stop."
"That's okay," Serefina smiled. "That was nice."
Dakota returned to the couch Akira was sitting on, standing over him with a haughty smile on her face. Akira could already tell that this wasn't going to go well.
"Now then, Aki, do you have anything to say to your princess?" Dakota asked.
"Dakota-"
"Your majesty," Dakota corrected.
She was already insufferable, and she'd been princess for less than a minute.
"Listen you two, if you want to continue with this domme play, can you do it somewhere else?" Cynthia asked.
Dakota went bright red at that.
"It-it's not that!" She shouted, turning to glare at Cynthia, flustered by her insinuation. Now that she was distracted, Akira decided to take the initiative and catch her off-guard.
"Dakota, if you want me to treat you like a princess, then you don't need this haughtiness," he murmured. "I'll be happy to show you just how lovely I see you."
Akira lifted her hair from her nape and pressed his lips against her neck, kissing her gently.
"Hiingg!" Dakota nearly leapt three feet from the ground, startled by Akira's sudden display of affection. When she landed, she whirled around, her eyes wide and cheeks flushed, pointing a shaking finger at him in an accusatory fashion.
"Just… just forget it! Forget it!" Dakota exclaimed, retracting the dare. She plopped down on the couch, looking away, her face bright red. Akira chuckled and sat down next to her. In response, she sniffed and turned her head away, scooching away from him in embarrassment.
"Okay, my turn," Akira said, casually sliding his arm around Dakota's shoulder, making her freeze up and turn even redder. "Okay… Madison. Truth or Dare?"
"…Huh?" Maddi looked up from her phone, slack-jawed. She hadn't been expected to be called on now. She didn't even know Akira, why was he calling on her?
"You seem like you're kind of lonely sitting there not really joining in," Akira explained. "So I thought that I might as well get you involved, you know?"
Maddi wasn't really "lonely". She had been fine hanging off in the corner not getting called on. She stared at Akira with an appraising look, and was about to open her mouth to respond to him, when Cynthia said "Maddi, try going Dare! It'll be a lot of fun!"
Maddi gave her a glare, and then turned back to Akira. She was about to say "Truth", but she stopped herself. Dakota was whispering something into Akira's ear. Akira was dating Dakota Evans, who was notorious for her rumor-mongering. And she was whispering to him.
Suddenly, Maddi wasn't sure if truth was such a good thing to choose. She really didn't want to be his maid, but she also didn't want Dakota to use Akira to get her to open up about something that she didn't want to.
She sighed, and nodded her head. "Dare."
Hopefully, it wouldn't be too bad. Worst comes to worst, she could just be the maid, although that would be a little… embarrassing.
"Okay, Madison, I dare you to take a cold shower and then have Cynthia dress you up in whatever clothes she wants," Akira dared her. "…Within reason."
Maddi blanched. She glanced at Cynthia, the other girl's eyes were shining with excitement at the prospect.
"…Is it going to be decent…?" Maddi pleaded with her, not wanting the punishment game but also not wanting to end up a cosplay model for one of Cynthia's sick fetishes.
"Of course! Absolutely!" Cynthia said, nodding her head rapidly. Maddi sighed again and gave a reluctant nod, agreeing to the dare. Cynthia leapt from the couch and ran over to Maddi, grabbing her by the wrist and dragging her back.
"Wait, Maddi, who's going after you?" Sango asked, Cynthia and Maddi pausing at the stairs.
Maddi looked back, a scowl on her face. Then she turned to Cynthia and gave her a smirk that made Cynthia's blood run cold.
"Cynthia, Truth or Dare?" Maddi asked in the sweetest tone she could. Cynthia gulped.
"Umm… Truth?"
"Your sister-"
"Dare! Dare, I meant Dare!" Cynthia quickly cut her off, slapping her hands over Maddi's mouth. "Don't say anything about my sister!" She hissed. Maddi nodded, smirking behind Cynthia's hand. Cynthia let her go, resigned to her fate.
"Cynthia, I dare you to put all the pictures of Serefina you have into a trash can and set it on fire," Maddi ordered.
"Yeah! Good dare!" Serefina called, applauding her. That elicited some laughs from the others.
Cynthia fell to her knees, clasping her hands together in prayer as she stared up at Maddi desperately. "Please, Maddi! You can't, don't make me!"
"If you don't want to do it, then you don't have to. You'd much rather be my maid, wouldn't you Cynthia?" Maddi asked, giving her a bright smile.
"Are you still upset about all the times I bugged you last semester? I thought we put that past us!" Cynthia gasped.
"We did. This is me watching you atone," Maddi explained, patting her on the shoulder, her false bright smile still shining. "Plus, think of this as my pre-emptive spite for what you're going to dress me up as. Sound good?"
"…Yes, Mistress…" Cynthia mumbled, nodding her head glumly.
"There's a good girl," Maddi said, moving her hand to Cynthia's cheek and giving her a few reassuring pats, Cynthia standing up. "Oh, but remember, you still have to do your Truth or Dare now, since we didn't actually keep the game going."
Cynthia sighed, turning to the crowd, who were all enjoying the display of power between the two girls.
"Nick, Truth or Dare?" Cynthia asked.
"Uh… Truth," Nick said, not wanting a Dare from Cynthia.
"Please recite in excruciating detail your first kiss with Callie."
"Isn't that kind of a Dare?" Nick asked, his cheeks turning red.
"No, it's a Truth. So, what's it going to be?" Cynthia asked, crossing her arms in front of her chest and giving him a stony glare. "Truth or Service?"
"…Okay, I'll do it," Nick sighed, Cynthia clicking her tongue in frustration.
Nick turned to the others, Cynthia hanging in the stairwell to listen in.
"So, well, we kissed," Nick explained.
"Was there tongue?" Cynthia demanded.
"No!" Nick exclaimed, getting even redder.
"Unfortunately not," Callie confirmed, sighing in disappointment, letting out a breath that fluttered her bangs up over her forehead for a few seconds. "I tried, but…"
"I had a little bit of trouble breathing, you know, it was my first kiss, and I was like-"
Cynthia sighed, and glanced at Maddi, who was watching her with an amused look on her face.
"Let's go, this is boring."
Cynthia and Maddi headed upstairs, Nick sighing in relief and ceasing to narrate the situation of his first kiss.
"So, who's next, Nick?" Sango asked, leaning forward eagerly. She was having fun, and now that Cynthia was gone there wouldn't be as big a risk of raunchy truths or dares. Sylvia was still there, though, which didn't mean anyone could rest easy.
"Um… Callie, Truth or Dare?" Nick asked, turning to his girlfriend.
"Dare!" Callie chirped, her blue eyes shining with excitement. She couldn't wait to hear what Nick wanted her to do.
"Um, uh…" Nick blushed a little, and averted his eyes. That made her even more excited, though a little embarrassed, too.
"Let's keep it T, guys," Serefina reminded everyone.
"Yes, mom," Callie said sarcastically.
"I-I'm not a mom!" Serefina pouted.
"You're kinda a mom, Seri," Dakota agreed.
"I'm cool! I'm hip! I like to have fun!" Serefina protested. "I'm just a responsible person who doesn't want to see, well, you know! That stuff!"
"A prude, then," Dakota guessed.
"I'm not a prude!" Serefina exclaimed.
No one had it in them to correct her.
"Okay, Callie, I dare you to dress in Gothic Lolita clothes," Nick dared her.
"Ah, you want to see the third member of the shorty trio, huh?" Callie laughed.
"My, that's… daring. Exposing some fetishes to us, Nicholas?" Sylvia laughed, Callie shooting her a glare in response. Nick turned an even brighter red, glancing down in embarrassment.
"Well, I'll definitely do it!" Callie agreed. "But I don't have any…"
"I, um…" Kitty raised her hand. "I can switch clothes with you, Callie, you know, if you want…"
"Really, Kitty?" Callie asked, brightening up. "You mean it? Let's go!"
Callie jumped up and grabbed Kitty, pulling her into the common room bathroom before the small girl could even say a word.
"…And she forgot to call on someone else before she left," Sango said, frowning.
"That's okay," Sylvia said, laughing. "We can keep playing anyway. Serefina, Truth or Dare?"
"It's not your turn," Serefina coldly replied. Sylvia shrugged her shoulders, her eyes gleaming with excitement.
"Come on now, I thought you were looking for an opportunity to prove you weren't a prude?" Sylvia smirked. "I guess you really are afraid to be daring. That's why you keep ruining all the fun of everyone else."
Serefina glared icily at Sylvia, and leapt to her feet.
"Fine! If that's what you want, I'll do it! Gimme a Dare!"
Sylvia licked her lips eagerly, eying up Serefina. She raised her finger and twirled it.
"Strip down to your underwear, please."
Everyone went silent. There was NO WAY that Serefina of all people was going to do that.
"Is-is that all?" Serefina asked, trying to keep her voice firm, but it was clear that she was feeling pretty uncomfortable with that. "N-not a problem!"
"Seri, you don't have to," Dakota assured her.
"No, I'll do it!" Serefina pouted. "B-But, Sylvia… you have to do it, too!"
"Oh?" Sylvia raised her eyebrow, intrigued.
"You said I'm a prude, well, why don't you do it yourself, then, huh?" Serefina demanded.
"Uh, guys, we really don't have to do this," Ayame said, trying to get in the middle of the furious atmosphere burning between the blonde and the brunette.
"I don't mind at all," Sylvia purred. She reached behind her and grasped her zipper, pulling it down with tantalizing slowness as her dress slackened around her. Serefina flinched, her face going a little pale as Sylvia stared daringly at her, this game of chicken between the two of them getting more and more intense.
Nick, embarrassed as he was by this and feeling more than a little guilty, shut his eyes tight and turned his head away from the stripping girl.
"Reiner…" Nikita glanced at him, but she didn't need to bother, Reiner had already seen what was coming and shielded his eyes as well. He wasn't the last boy to do so. As Sylvia's dress slipped down her body, Blake, Aidan, and Akira all looked away to avoid staring.
Sylvia dress hit the floor, revealing her trim figure. While it would certainly be nothing comparable to Serefina's, she stood with confidence, placing a hand on her hip as she cocked it to the side, sneering a dare at Serefina to do the same, to prove she wasn't a prude.
"You're lucky that the boys are so polite," Sylvia said, displaying her lacy black lingerie for all to see. She leaned forward and pressed her arms together to make her already decently-sized breasts stand out a little more prominently. "If Cynthia were here, well… she'd be eager to get an eyeful, now wouldn't she?"
Serefina's face was red. She knew she didn't have anything to be ashamed of, and yet… she still had a complex about her breasts. And especially about people only seeing her as a pair of boobs. But… but that didn't make her a prude!
Part of her was aware of how stupid she was being, telling her that she didn't have to convince anyone of anything, that it was okay to be a prude. But Sylvia had gotten under her skin, and she was absolutely not going to stand for it! Not at all! Not being talked down to by Sylvia Driscoll! If she could do, it then so could Serefina!
"Just admit defeat and be my cute little maid, miss prude," Sylvia goaded her. "We both know you don't have it in you to strip down to your underwear, even if it WERE only girls!"
"O-o-o-o-o-h YEAH?!" Serefina exclaimed, grabbing the hem of her sweater and pulling it and the shirt beneath it up over her head, revealing her large breasts in a custom-made, extra-reinforcement bright white bra.
Giselle felt her heart skip a beat as she stared at the absolutely gorgeous, stacked girl in front of her. Her mouth got a little moist.
Julia was rubbing her temples in annoyance, this entire thing seeming kind of dumb in her eyes. Sango was right there with her, neither girl all that happy about what was going on. Nikita was completely embarrassed by this whole thing, the only girl who was actually shielding her eyes like the boys were. Dakota was crestfallen, seeing what her closest friend was doing. And was Akira peeking?! He better not be!
Ayame, on the other hand, was seething. She cared about Serefina, Serefina was her beloved underclasswoman, a girl that she had looked after since her first year since they both loved taking care of pokemon, and Sylvia was making a mockery of her! But she also knew that if she said anything, that could cause Serefina even more problems. The girl was clearly more angry than she was embarrassed, and that put Ayame in an awkward position.
And poor Kate was curled up in a ball, bemoaning her own meager assets. Forget Serefina, she couldn't even compare to Sylvia. And both girls were the same age as her! It just wasn't fair, why did Kate have to be so scrawny?
Sylvia was unfazed.
"The bottoms too, sweetie," she said, pointing at Serefina's jeans. Serefina's face was bright red, but she wasn't backing down now.
"Fine!" She snarled, grabbing the belt of her pants and pushing them down, revealing her curvy hips and slender legs as well.
"Well done!" Sylvia applauded her. "It takes a brave girl to strip down to her underwear in the middle of a group of boys. I applaud you, Serefina, well done."
Serefina took a few deep breaths, and looked around, realizing what she had done. Her face grew hot and she quickly crouched down, clutching her shoulders and shielding her chest from sight. Even though the boys were all not looking (she hoped) it still embarrassed her to be all but naked in front of them.
"Now, I wonder who can keep her clothes off the longest?" Sylvia wondered, tapping her chin. "Well? What do you think? Want to see who gives in and gets embarrassed first, putting their clothes back on? It should be fun…"
"You can have it," Serefina spat, not about to get baited again now that she was thinking clearly. She quickly pulled her pants back up, turned, and grabbed her shirt off the floor and pulled it back on, and pulled her sweater on as well. Then, she grabbed her jacket and put THAT on as well for good measure. Sylvia smirked. That was rather enjoyable. Now, who was she going to try to get under the skin of next? Blake, maybe?
She glanced at Blake, but the look in Ayame's eye told her that it was probably better to turn her attentions elsewhere. As fun as it was to tease him, Ayame looked ready to kill, and Sylvia wasn't going to risk her life over a bit of fun.
But Nick, on the other hand…
"Hey there," she purred, sitting down on the couch beside him, taking Callie's seat. Nick's eyes were still closed, but the sound of her voice was enough to make him jump up in his seat.
"Uh…"
"Shh now, no words," Sylvia purred, placing her finger against his lips and pressing. "I was just wondering… how are things going with you and that little girlfriend of yours?" Sylvia took great joy in emphasizing the "little" when she mentioned Callie, much to Nick's chagrin on her behalf.
"Listen, just-"
"You know, it might be better for you to trade up, switch to a member of the Eight Leaders with a bit more meat on her bones, and a little bit more of a daring mind, what do you think?" Sylvia asked.
"Please stop," Nick begged, scooting as far away from her as he could. This was way too much for him to process, he wanted nothing to do with this girl, and yet she just kept bugging him! He didn't have nearly enough experience with girls to know what to do in this situation.
Which was just how Sylvia liked it.
"Come on, it's just a bit of fun, while she's changing," Sylvia purred, reaching out and placing her hand on his leg. "All you have to do is open your-"
Strong hands grabbed Sylvia by the shoulders and pulled her off the couch.
"Ayame Toujou?! What?!" Sylvia sputtered, shaking free and turning around, her face red with surprise at being confronted like this.
"Listen here you!" Ayame snarled, throwing Sylvia's dress in her face. "We're all sick and tired of you and your games! No one wants you here, so why don't you put that dress on and fucking leave?!"
"…Fine, I'll put my dress back on," Sylvia purred, looking across the room at the tense faces of everyone, half of them with eyes closed, "but why should I leave when I'm having so much… fun?"
Her eyes landed on Serefina as she said this, the busty girl having moved to sit next to Akira and Dakota, rather than returning to her seat on the other couch, her eyes hollow with shock and embarrassment at what had just happened. She was staring at the wall numbly.
Sylvia brushed off Ayame's glare with a coy smile as she always did, not bothered in the slightest as she put her dress back on. She had just finished the zipper when the restroom door opened, Kitty and Callie walking out. She took the opportunity to break things off with Ayame, returning to her seat, smirking triumphantly.
"Nick! What do you think?" Callie asked, running out, a big smile on her face. Nick finally opened his eyes, his face brightening as he saw Callie in the same clothes Kitty had been wearing, minus the headband. She was overflowing with excitement as she leapt onto the couch in a whirlwind of dark satin and lace.
"Wow, you look amazing," Nick breathed.
"…Why are everyone's eyes closed?" Kitty asked, confused, but a little grateful. While Callie was excited for the change in wardrobe, Kitty was… less so. Callie had been wearing tight jeans and a sleeveless top, which meant that Kitty's figure, slim though it was, was being emphasized a lot more than she was comfortable with.
Of course, all the boys quickly opened their eyes, and Kitty plopped down on the couch, picking up the big stuffed Breloom to hide her. If only she knew how much skin had just been shown off in the room earlier that evening while she and Callie were changing.
Kitty took a few deep breaths, shivering. At least it couldn't get more embarrassing.
"Nick! Guess what? Guess what?" Callie exclaimed. "This dress is actually tight in the chest for me! I actually have bigger boobs than Kitty!"
Ah. Evidently it could. Kitty buried herself in the stuffed pokemon, steam rising up from her flustered face.
"Hey guys! What's going on?" Cynthia asked, skipping downstairs a few seconds later. "Maddi's on her way down! You'll never guess what I dressed her up as!"
She looked around, confused by the weirdly tense atmosphere in the room.
"What'd I miss?"
So, so much. Poor Cynthia.