Author's note: I must apologize a thousand and a half times for not
writing since forever. Anyway, R&R . I'm telling you that you'll love it.
This should be coming to a close very soon unless I get reviews to
continue the either of the relationships.
Strip SeeD Test?
After showering in Quistis' room, Squall dried himself off. He wiped the steam off the mirror to see his reflection. After what happened, he felt like an utter schmuck.
"Get it together you Schmuck." He said to himself. "You're not gonna let her play with you anymore."
"Squall!" Quistis called out. "If you're done in there, come get your clothes."
Squall wrapped the towel around his waist and exited the bathroom into Quistis's living quarters. He started talking without catching a gander at the situation presented to him.
"You know Quis, I think I'm just gonna grab my stuff and...."
He stopped in mid-sentence as he sees Quistis. She sat in her chair with her legs crossed. To his surprise, she was wearing a red, spaghetti strapped top, a black short skirt and not much more. She had let her hair down and placed it seductively to induce staring. She had his clothes neatly folded in her lap. She stared at that towel around his waist, which didn't leave much to the imagination.
"Duh..." Was all he said.
"We're going to play a little game now." She said as she ran her hand over his clothes to smoothen it. He started thinking to himself. [This is your chance dumbass. Tell her no and take charge!]
"Oh. Okay." He said.
[Nice job...dumbass.] He thought.
"I have a little quiz to administer. A SeeD quiz if you will. It should be quite simple to the great commander of Balamb Garden. However, if you should get something wrong, you will lose an article of clothing." She said staring at the clothe around his waist.
His eyes widened. "But.....But!"
"And if you should pass this quiz," She interrupted, "I will give you all the clothes in my lap."
"Well, I guess this shouldn't be that hard." He said dejectedly.
"One more thing before we begin." She stared at the ground as she spoke. "If you should answer three questions wrong, you must be my slave for the rest of the day and do my every bidding." She looked up and smiled as sinisterly as she possibly could.
Squall was again, surprised. [This is way too kinky for me.] He thought. [Tell her to end this now.]
"Are you ready to begin Squall?" She asked.
[...Well?] He thought.
"Okay." He said eagerly.
[THAT'S IT!] He thought. I'M LEAVING.
Squall could hear a door slam in his head. He shook it off and looked for Quistis to begin.
"Question 1." She began.
"What kind of magic junctioned to you will give you the most health?" She asked starting simple.
Squall smiled. He knew this one. "Usually the strongest healing magic is most effective like Curaga or Full Life. However, Tornado and Earthquake is very effective as well."
Quistis thought about it for a moment. "I'll give you this one. It is mostly correct, but I'll be expecting complete answers from now on." She continued trying not to giggle at Squall's worried look.
"Question 2. Name three of the gunblades found in Weapons Monthly."
"Ha!" He stated. "Lion Heart, Trigger Switch, and Twin Blade." He said matter-of-factly.
"Very good." She said smiling. "Question 3." She said as her face expression turned to a devious one.
"What is the life expectancy of a three kilogram Bug Bite flying 50 feet off the ground into a wind with the velocity of 10 km/s while carrying a 5 ounce cantaloupe?"
Squall stared at her blankly.
"WHAT?!" He spoke rather loudly.
"Judges?" She said. "I'm sorry. (WHAT?!) is not the correct answer. You must now remove an article of clothing."
He swore under his breath as he removed his necklace, fortunate that he still had it. She sighed dejectedly.
"Question 4." She continued.
"Name 6 jobs used in Final Fantasy 5."
He looked blankly again, but began to remember some of them from when he played the game.
"Knight, Monk, Ninja...." He began to hesitate.
"Squall. Tick Tock Tick Tock." She made him nervous.
"Berserker, White Mage, and Black Mage." He said as quickly as possible.
She smiled. "Correct. Question 5." She continued.
"What are the most important skills the Toynberry GF has to offer?" She asked.
Squall was relieved it was an easy one. "That GF has special store skills like Haggle, finding rare items and accessibility to all the stores."
She sat still for a long moment. It made Squall very anxious, hoping he hadn't answered wrong. "That's Correct." She said. Squall breathed a sigh of relief.
"Next Question. What color Bra am I wearing right now?" She asked staring Squall down. It forced Squall to stare at her chest, which she willingly welcomed. Squall's heart began to thump loudly in his chest and blood filled in places where it shouldn't.
"So what's the answer Squall?" She asked. Squall kept staring, concentrating on not pitching a tent. From what he could tell, she wasn't wearing one. He didn't see any straps under her top. He went over every inch of her chest.
"I think this is a trick question, cause you're no wearing one." He said committed to that answer. For a long moment, she did nothing but stare at him. She pushed the clothes from off her lap and stood up. In one fluid motion, she removed her top and revealed that she was wearing a bra. Strapless and black. Squall's attention immediately dropped to her breast, covered only by two lace cups fashioned by wire and held together by elastic clothe. Squall was supporting major wood now. She approached him slowly.
"You obviously have much to learn about women." She said as she eyed the towel. "And, as terms of our little quiz...." She grabbed the towel and pulled it off. Squall sucked in his breath. She got a good look at his "Sword" and then set the towel on the "Coat rack". Squall gulped.
"Make sure that towel doesn't fall till this quiz is over or you lose. I have one final question. Make sure you answer it carefully for if you answer wrongly, My terms of enslavement could be very embarrassing." She stated circling Squall as if he were a carcass and she was a vulture.
"What is the size of my Bra?"
Squall swallowed hard and opened his mouth.
Later on that day.
"Attention Cadets." Squall started his announcement over the intercom. "Tonight there will be a special festivity in honor of Irvine. I will be heading two specific events." He stopped for a moment to sigh. "I will be running a kissing booth. One gil a kiss. Limit one per persoaagghhh!" Squall was interrupted by a jab in the ribs. "I mean You have gil, I have kisses! Come one, come all! And then for my second, I will be dressed as a clown and will run a...Pie in the Face booth." Squall's voice was very distant and giggling from a female could be heard in the background. "That is allooooowwwww!!!" Squall was jabbed again. Quistis looked at him with a stern look. Squall breathed a heavy breath again. "One more thing. I am actually a deep voiced woman."
Laughing could be heard as Squall began to scold a harsh woman as the intercom went dead.
Strip SeeD Test?
After showering in Quistis' room, Squall dried himself off. He wiped the steam off the mirror to see his reflection. After what happened, he felt like an utter schmuck.
"Get it together you Schmuck." He said to himself. "You're not gonna let her play with you anymore."
"Squall!" Quistis called out. "If you're done in there, come get your clothes."
Squall wrapped the towel around his waist and exited the bathroom into Quistis's living quarters. He started talking without catching a gander at the situation presented to him.
"You know Quis, I think I'm just gonna grab my stuff and...."
He stopped in mid-sentence as he sees Quistis. She sat in her chair with her legs crossed. To his surprise, she was wearing a red, spaghetti strapped top, a black short skirt and not much more. She had let her hair down and placed it seductively to induce staring. She had his clothes neatly folded in her lap. She stared at that towel around his waist, which didn't leave much to the imagination.
"Duh..." Was all he said.
"We're going to play a little game now." She said as she ran her hand over his clothes to smoothen it. He started thinking to himself. [This is your chance dumbass. Tell her no and take charge!]
"Oh. Okay." He said.
[Nice job...dumbass.] He thought.
"I have a little quiz to administer. A SeeD quiz if you will. It should be quite simple to the great commander of Balamb Garden. However, if you should get something wrong, you will lose an article of clothing." She said staring at the clothe around his waist.
His eyes widened. "But.....But!"
"And if you should pass this quiz," She interrupted, "I will give you all the clothes in my lap."
"Well, I guess this shouldn't be that hard." He said dejectedly.
"One more thing before we begin." She stared at the ground as she spoke. "If you should answer three questions wrong, you must be my slave for the rest of the day and do my every bidding." She looked up and smiled as sinisterly as she possibly could.
Squall was again, surprised. [This is way too kinky for me.] He thought. [Tell her to end this now.]
"Are you ready to begin Squall?" She asked.
[...Well?] He thought.
"Okay." He said eagerly.
[THAT'S IT!] He thought. I'M LEAVING.
Squall could hear a door slam in his head. He shook it off and looked for Quistis to begin.
"Question 1." She began.
"What kind of magic junctioned to you will give you the most health?" She asked starting simple.
Squall smiled. He knew this one. "Usually the strongest healing magic is most effective like Curaga or Full Life. However, Tornado and Earthquake is very effective as well."
Quistis thought about it for a moment. "I'll give you this one. It is mostly correct, but I'll be expecting complete answers from now on." She continued trying not to giggle at Squall's worried look.
"Question 2. Name three of the gunblades found in Weapons Monthly."
"Ha!" He stated. "Lion Heart, Trigger Switch, and Twin Blade." He said matter-of-factly.
"Very good." She said smiling. "Question 3." She said as her face expression turned to a devious one.
"What is the life expectancy of a three kilogram Bug Bite flying 50 feet off the ground into a wind with the velocity of 10 km/s while carrying a 5 ounce cantaloupe?"
Squall stared at her blankly.
"WHAT?!" He spoke rather loudly.
"Judges?" She said. "I'm sorry. (WHAT?!) is not the correct answer. You must now remove an article of clothing."
He swore under his breath as he removed his necklace, fortunate that he still had it. She sighed dejectedly.
"Question 4." She continued.
"Name 6 jobs used in Final Fantasy 5."
He looked blankly again, but began to remember some of them from when he played the game.
"Knight, Monk, Ninja...." He began to hesitate.
"Squall. Tick Tock Tick Tock." She made him nervous.
"Berserker, White Mage, and Black Mage." He said as quickly as possible.
She smiled. "Correct. Question 5." She continued.
"What are the most important skills the Toynberry GF has to offer?" She asked.
Squall was relieved it was an easy one. "That GF has special store skills like Haggle, finding rare items and accessibility to all the stores."
She sat still for a long moment. It made Squall very anxious, hoping he hadn't answered wrong. "That's Correct." She said. Squall breathed a sigh of relief.
"Next Question. What color Bra am I wearing right now?" She asked staring Squall down. It forced Squall to stare at her chest, which she willingly welcomed. Squall's heart began to thump loudly in his chest and blood filled in places where it shouldn't.
"So what's the answer Squall?" She asked. Squall kept staring, concentrating on not pitching a tent. From what he could tell, she wasn't wearing one. He didn't see any straps under her top. He went over every inch of her chest.
"I think this is a trick question, cause you're no wearing one." He said committed to that answer. For a long moment, she did nothing but stare at him. She pushed the clothes from off her lap and stood up. In one fluid motion, she removed her top and revealed that she was wearing a bra. Strapless and black. Squall's attention immediately dropped to her breast, covered only by two lace cups fashioned by wire and held together by elastic clothe. Squall was supporting major wood now. She approached him slowly.
"You obviously have much to learn about women." She said as she eyed the towel. "And, as terms of our little quiz...." She grabbed the towel and pulled it off. Squall sucked in his breath. She got a good look at his "Sword" and then set the towel on the "Coat rack". Squall gulped.
"Make sure that towel doesn't fall till this quiz is over or you lose. I have one final question. Make sure you answer it carefully for if you answer wrongly, My terms of enslavement could be very embarrassing." She stated circling Squall as if he were a carcass and she was a vulture.
"What is the size of my Bra?"
Squall swallowed hard and opened his mouth.
Later on that day.
"Attention Cadets." Squall started his announcement over the intercom. "Tonight there will be a special festivity in honor of Irvine. I will be heading two specific events." He stopped for a moment to sigh. "I will be running a kissing booth. One gil a kiss. Limit one per persoaagghhh!" Squall was interrupted by a jab in the ribs. "I mean You have gil, I have kisses! Come one, come all! And then for my second, I will be dressed as a clown and will run a...Pie in the Face booth." Squall's voice was very distant and giggling from a female could be heard in the background. "That is allooooowwwww!!!" Squall was jabbed again. Quistis looked at him with a stern look. Squall breathed a heavy breath again. "One more thing. I am actually a deep voiced woman."
Laughing could be heard as Squall began to scold a harsh woman as the intercom went dead.