Yang Gets Upskirted
Barry Gray [OC], was the leader of Team BLCK [OC], and he was tasked to by his fellow perverted teammates, to get an upskirt of Yang Xiao Long. So, that is what he did, with the help of his semblance, he was able to give his fellow teammates a sight that they will never forget, and take a few nice, juicy pictures that he would be hounded to be sent afterwards.
Tags; Unaware, Upskirt, Lewd, Perverted OC, Perverted Characters
Beacon Academy, the home to the new generation of Huntsman and Huntresses, to learn and develop underneath the many Professors that were teaching in that academy.
Sure, some of them may be a little... eccentric, and hard to follow, but they were not professors for nothing, and they still had some valuable advice to pass down to their students, although some may show it in a very different way than others.
Take Professor Goodwitch for example, she may be a hard ass, and very strict, but underneath that guise, she did care deeply about each and every one of her students that walked through her classroom, and she gave harsh, and critical advice at the end of everyone's sparring sessions, however, that was for them to learn, and to develop to prevent any serious injury or possible death to fall upon them, or their teammates.
However, what many people did also forget, was that Beacon Academy wasn't just a place for the new generation of hopeful students to become the next famous hunter or huntress, but it was also a place for the regular civilians or those that were unwilling to risk their lives fighting against the Grimm, and Beacon Academy had one of the best education systems for those people, so they could live in the world at their own pace, yet also succeed, and perhaps leave a mark on the world of Remnant, whether it be from scientific breakthroughs for medicine, or perhaps a new invention that will save countless lives.
All in all, Beacon Academy was a place that many people wished they could get an education, or even have the privilege to walk through the sacred halls of the great Academy.
Sure, there might be a few people who take it for granted, and some others were there to get away from their parents, where they can at least try to be their own person.
Others were there for the potential greed to become famous.
Others, were simply there, not exactly causing trouble that had attention brought to them, but at the same time, they weren't there to flunk their classes to get booted out of the Academy, or possibly expelled.
Some others even found some great, perverted pleasure from being around so many hot ladies... sure, they were dangerous ladies that knew how to use weapons, but sometimes, perverted pleasures were too great to simply pass up.
As was the case for a particular team of boys – named team BLCK, which was short for Team Black.
They weren't the strongest, most handsome, nor the smartest of the new teams at Beacon Academy, in fact, for their looks and strength, they were relatively... and sometimes painfully average.
However, the one thing that these group of boys had in common, was the fact that they were perverts, and all four of them had this great obsession with the female form, and they also had a deep passion for girls' panties, whether they were worn, or in the drawers, waiting to be used, and hug the curves of the females that caught their attention.
The leader of the team, whose name was Barry, was the leader of team BLCK, and because his semblance was perhaps the most useful, it was up to him to be the person that fulfilled the fantasies of his team.
And his current goal, which had been set to him by his team, after a weekly, perverted meeting that happened in their 'super-secret room' - which was an abandoned room that was just down the hall from their dorm room - was the fact that he was tasked to livestream – in which the others could see through a private link that was only available to them – an upskirt of Yang Xiao Long, to see what kind of underwear that she wore.
They all knew the risks of what would happen if Yang, or any member of Team RWBY were to find out, and it certainly wouldn't be pretty, nor would it tickle. But the opportunity to take a peak underneath Yang's skirt was just too good to pass up.
The reason why they had chosen Yang to be this week's particular target, was because… well, she was beautiful, loud and gorgeous. She had a great pair of knockers on her chest that strained against her top all the time, and Barry and his team wanted to know what kind of underwear that this loud, busty, and powerful blonde brawler wore.
There were actually a few bets going on between them, each with a few Lien on the line for what type of underwear she wore.
Barry believed that Yang was the type of person that would wear either simple cotton panties that might've had a cute pattern on them, or perhaps some of the lacey kind.
Lukas, his teammate and Initiation partner, believed that Yang was bold enough to not wear any underwear on her person at all, despite the risk of a simple breeze lifting her skirt up to reveal her bare lower half.
Cole, on the other hand, believed that Yang was the type of girl to wear spat shorts underneath her skirt to have an 'extra' layer of protection from anything that might happen. Although, he also mentioned how he hoped he would be able to see a cameltoe from the fabric.
Finally, there was Ken - short for Kenyan… he really didn't like his name - was a firm believer to the very end, that Yang was the type of gal that wore thongs all the time. To be more precise, thongs that were so small that they disappeared between her cheeks with every step.
Well, it now fell upon his shoulders to see who won the bet and became a handful of Lien richer, or to see if no one won this particular bet.
Barry sighed to himself, using his free hand to gently flick some of his blonde bangs to the side of his face, so they were not obstructing his field of vision.
Barry himself was not that spectacular when it came to physique. Sure, he had some nice muscles on him, but people generally didn't care about that, he had rather pale skin that almost looked sickly on some days, which also caused a lot of people to generally avoid him, or at least look away from him, and he also had a few freckles, mainly across his nose and some were found on his cheeks, and the feature that he didn't like at all about his body, was the fact that his lips were larger than normal, in fact, he had been bullied and taunted a lot growing up saying that a bee stung him on the lips.
He stood at a relatively average height of 5'5, and his blonde hair fell down to his neck, and two bangs normally framed the top half of his head, and his brown eyes weren't exactly something to stand out either.
All in all, Barry Gray was an average seventeen year old dude, that had above average - near obsession - appreciation for the female form, and he came from a average, working-class family, although, somewhere in his family tree, they were once renowned Hunters and Huntresses, however, times had changed, and his family had chosen to not take up that lifestyle fully, and instead wanted to help people in other simple ways.
Like being farmers, and growing crops, or being preschool teachers. However, Barry didn't want that. Despite living on a farm, and on a nice property, he wanted to experience something new, and unique, and when he was accepted into Beacon Academy, his parents had been a little nervous, and possibly upset, however, they supported him and his decision to leave for Beacon.
In which, he was grateful for them to do that. He had heard others were not as lucky. From the rumor mill, it was said that a few unlucky students were actually pulled out of the academy and taken back home.
Shaking his head away from those thoughts, Barry continued to walk down the hallway, and it was moments later, that he caught sight of his target, and her team.
He could feel his heart hammer in his chest as he got closer to Team RWBY, and more importantly, his current target for this week; Yang Xiao Long, the feisty, sexy, and powerful blonde brawler of Team RWBY.
Despite it only being a single month into their very first year of Beacon, Team RWBY had already made themselves known to be prodigies in the fighting ring, however, none of the members were as powerful as Yang, and he had to admit, Yang's semblance was terrifying. Many people still shivered at the thought of what happens when one were to mess with her hair, even accidentally.
However, Barry pushed forward, quickly glancing down at his scroll - his own personal one, due to the paranoia that the Headmaster of any of the Professor's might be able to track down what was happening, and backtrack it to them - and he saw that there was a small, flashing red button in the corner of the screen, meaning that it was recording, and a small notification popped up with a small 'ding', that meant that he was now live, and he could see the small chat window, and he could see his team - once again, all on their personal scrolls - typing in messages.
Although they were mainly impatient, but at least they were giving him the signal that everything was in working order.
Seeing these messages coming from his teammates, he took another deep breath, before he started to focus on the task at hand, and thus, concentrate on keeping his semblance up.
His semblance was a rather simple one, and didn't have that much use when it came to fighting Grimm, but against other people, there was a clear advantage when using it, although, it mainly came crashing back down around him when he was in someone's line of sight.
His semblance was rather tricky to describe with accurate or precise information, but from what he knew, it allowed him to 'slip' out of someone's mind, and or presence. For example, if he was behind someone, that is when his semblance would kick in.
It would block that basic instinct for someone to turn around and check behind them if they felt a pair of eyes on them, and this meant that this task was best suited at hand, because he needed to be right behind Team RWBY, and awfully close to Yang to be able to get this task at hand done.
However, his semblance would stop if he were to touch a person that he was behind, or, if he were to make a sudden noise that caught their attention. So, it wasn't very powerful, but in the right circumstances - as rare as that was - there was a possibility that it could be very useful.
Shaking his head away from those thoughts, he saw that Yang was lingering behind ever so slightly, maybe a pace or two at most from the rest of her team, as she was chatting about something that he couldn't really understand.
Quickly gazing left to right, and even behind him, he made sure that everything was in the clear before he made his move. Seeing nobody around him, he quickly made his move, making sure to move as quietly as he could, he was soon within Yang's personal space. He was so close in fact, that he could smell the scented shampoo that she used in the shower this morning.
Glancing around again, and seeing no one around, he typed in the chat window, with a simple question; 'Ready?'
It took a few moments before he was bombarded by his teammates - who were faking a sick day, just for this occasion - and it was time for Barry to make his move.
Lowering his scroll down, making sure that it was facing the right way, and positioned in a way so that it was next to impossible for someone to spot what he was doing, he soon placed his scroll underneath Yang's skirt - thankfully, he was a few inches shorter than Yang, so it made it pretty easy.
As he glanced down for a few seconds, he wore a look of surprise as he was able to see underneath Yang's skirt, and had a clear view of her panty-clad ass.
And boy, was it a fine ass! Whilst Blake may have been the more popular teammate - which had been dubbed the 'Bellabooty' amongst himself, and his teammates - but Yang's was just as fine, sure, maybe not as large, or seemingly as bouncy as Blake's, but it still looked like you could bounce a coin off of that ass.
The fact that Yang, the loud, boisterous and beautiful brawler, was wearing rather innocently colored white cotton panties that had yellow stripes on them, was something that he wasn't fully expecting.
He for sure expected Yang to wear more bold colors, or perhaps even more risque underwear, like the persona that she built up. But, perhaps Yang was more innocent than everybody thought. After all, the type, and color of the panties, and bra spoke a lot about a woman - at least, in his personal opinion.
Tearing his gaze away from the scroll screen, and the small chat box that was going absolutely mental by his teammates typing, and throwing in heart emojis and drooling face emojis, he gave a mental sigh of relief when his semblance was still working, and Yang, or anybody else for that matter was none the wiser to what was happening.
Seeing as how Yang was about to travel up the stairs to catch up with her team to go to their next class, Barry quickly shut off the livestream - he knew he was gonna get chewed out for that - and quickly swapped his scroll to camera mode - making sure that it was on silent or the flash was turned off - and he quickly snapped a few, juicy pictures of Yang's panty-clad ass as she made her way up the stairs.
Smiling to himself as Yang soon was out of sight, he quickly moved his way underneath the staircase, where he soon tapped on his gallery, and he was able to look through the nice dozen or so pictures that he took of Yang's ass, most of them seemingly in perfect quality, although, there were a few of them that were slightly blurry, but that was not in his control.
"Well, time to return to my dorm room, and be hounded on to share these pictures with my team." He spoke out, showing that his voice did still have this small childish edge to it, but it was still deeper than most, which was a real odd combination to have.
With that said, Barry pocketed his scroll, and made his way out from underneath the staircase, ignoring the few looks of surprise or looks of questioning that he was sent by other students.
The quicker he got to the dorm room, the better, and the quicker that he would get over the coming headache that was sure to come from his teammates, for not only ending the simple three-minute livestream - which he would also send to them - but also be hounded for the juicy pictures that he took.
But hey, at least he didn't get caught, and he would be a little bit richer thanks to the bet that was going on.
END