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Paying Debts

Senpai kept his focus on the door long after Yoshi left. He wiped his mouth on his sleeve and shook his head.

That was wild.

He pulled out his phone, navigated to the pictures of Yoshi, and deleted every single one of them. Then he double-checked his gallery to make sure they were gone.

But he couldn't delete the images out of his head.

Wouldn't it be cool if I found a client who wanted a painting of a sexy nude high school girl cosplaying as a dog? Someone would want a painting of that.

He got on his laptop and Googled "freelance painters" and came upon a site called "Sixxer." The site matched people offering services with people wanting those services. He searched the site for "portrait painting" hoping the benign term would give him useful results and was surprised to find a bunch of artists offering their services at a very reasonable cost. "I will turn your picture into an oil painting," a seller named Gerty57 offered. Gerty57 had a four-and-a-half out of five star rating with prices starting at one thousand Yen.

That's pretty reasonable. Almost too reasonable.

Further digging revealed the author only provided digital products, offering their "oil paintings" as Jpeg images. He had to dig a good bit deeper to find painters willing to paint true oil paintings on canvas. Their higher prices reflected the additional effort and talent required to perform the task.

I might be able to work with this.

In order to take on gigs, he had to sign up as a seller. Signing up didn't cost anything. However, Sixxer took a percentage of each transaction. He searched for a buyer using terms like "coed," "cosplay," and "puppy" but nothing hit. When he added "nude" as a search term, a notice guided him to the "Adult Services" section.

After checking a box confirming his age, Senpai entered a world he didn't know existed.

Holy shit. This is nuts.

Much of the art was good, but most of it sucked. He did a search for "Japanese cosplay girl" and hit pay dirt. A user calling himself Dzydog wanted an original painting of a cosplay girl playing a naked five-tailed fox. He offered to pay $1000 US.

Senpai sent the guy—he assumed it was a guy—a direct message. "Would you be interested in a custom, original oil painting of a puppy instead of a fox?" He attached the sketch he'd made of Yoshi.

The guy replied instantly. "I might be open to that. Can you send me a sample of your work?"

Senpai sent the man images of the artwork he created of Princess Sakura and Princess Nagatoro for their Splatter Battle avatars. After pixelating Nagatoro's face, he also sent him a picture of the painting he made of her grabbing her ankles behind her back.

"I'm familiar with your work," the man replied. "I don't think I can afford you."

"I'll do your painting for $1500."

"Oil on canvas. Four by five. Original canvas shipped to me with no outstanding copies."

Senpai countered, "One copy, for my eyes only, for my archive. You pay shipping and commission costs." Clearing $1500 would more than cover the cost of Yoshi's tutorial, plus the extra would pay for pantry restocking costs.

"Did you read the fine print?" Dzydog replied.

Senpai read the fine print. "Purchased package must include canvas, model's authentic schoolgirl uniform, and photograph of model wearing it. Flu mask acceptable." He pictured the man's gallery, filled with paintings of nude coslplaying coeds, with the model's uniforms and photographs hanging next to it.

That's a cool idea. I'd love to see this guy's house. Does that make me a pervert too?

Nagatoro's teasing to that effect echoed in his brain, inducing a smile.

"I think I can provide that. Can you give me a couple of weeks?"

"Yes. I look forward to doing business with you."

He closed the laptop.

"Hey, Senpai." His smiling girlfriend stood barefoot in the doorway wearing her one-piece swimsuit. "Did you forget about me?" She looked from side to side to verify they were alone.

Senpai checked the clock. "Aren't you an hour early?"

"Busted." Nagatoro locked the door, stripped off her wet swimsuit, and ran into Senpai's arms. A few seconds later, she was bent over the table, happily taking it from behind.

###

"I got another commission," Senpai told Nagatoro, seated next to him at the table. "Someone will pay me fifteen hundred dollars for a puppy cosplay painting."

"Do you know who'd be perfect for that?"

He scratched his chin. "Are you thinking of Yoshi?"

"Yeah. But I don't think that she'd do it nude. You know she's very shy."

"If you say so."

"By the way, did you hear she aced the algebra test?"

"I told you she didn't fail it."

"I know, but she didn't just squeak by. She got 100%, top of the class. That's crazy, especially for her."

"Maybe you don't know Yoshi as well as you think you do." Senpai scanned his companion from head to toe. "Do you have to be totally naked right now?"

"It's way more comfortable than wet spandex. Why? You don't like the look?"

"No, I like the look too much. It's making it impossible for me to concentrate."

She rubbed her shoulder against his shirt. "That's the response I'm going for, dummy. Isn't sex a blast?"

"What are we going to do when you start to flow?"

"I guess we'll go back to our old routine, until it's safe again."

"Back to your shiny metal modelling outfit?"

"You're the director." She clasped her hands behind her back and thrust out her breasts. "You can pose me any way you want."

"You mean, I can restrain you however I want. Is it normal for couples to be as kinky as us?"

Nagatoro kissed Senpai's cheek. "Your the artist, I'm your model, and that's how we roll, okay? Don't forget about rule number one."

"The naked girl makes the rules."

"You got it. Ready for another round?"

Before he could answer, the naked girl grabbed his hand and pulled him toward the couch.

###

The next day, Nagatoro and Yoshi sat across from each other at a cafeteria table as they waited for Gamo and Sakura to join them for lunch.

Nagatoro leaned forward and whispered, "Remember what you said at the auction?"

Yoshi matched her friend's posture and voice. "The one in Tokyo with all your paintings?"

"Remember you said you might want to pose? Like me and Sakura?"

"Those paintings were awesome."

"Senpai just got a new commission, and I think you'd be perfect for it."

"Really?"

"But you'll have to pose nude. Like me and Sakura did."

"I'd love to," Yoshi squealed with a bright smile. She shifted her gaze toward the ground and whispered, "You're going to be there too, though, right?"

"Don't worry. I'll be there to walk you through it, just like I was for Sakura. Can you meet me in the Art Club room after classes tomorrow?"

Yoshi's pigtails bounced when she nodded. "I'll be there."

"By the way, the person who commissioned this painting wants a picture of you in a school uniform, and he wants us to send him the uniform, too. He says it's okay if you wear a mask to hide your identity."

"Won't he see my face in the painting?"

"It's different because paintings reflect the artist's perception. Do you have any old uniforms you could spare?"

"No, but the sewing club has some extras."

###

The following day, Nagatoro joined Senpai after classes.

"Why did you divide the room?" Senpai waved his hand toward the dividers and book shelves Nagatoro slid along the floor.

She designated half of the room as the changing area. It included a clothes rack and the couch. She designated the other half as Senpai's studio. The artist and his easel stood on one end and a raised padded platform sat at the other.

She explained her reasoning. "Yoshi is an extremely shy girl. There's a chance I won't even be able to get her to take off her shoes off, let alone her uniform."

"Why split the room?"

"I figure the best way to handle this session is to take baby steps. First, I'm going to show her the setup so she knows the plan. Then I'm going to take the uniform pictures we need because that will loosen her up. Next, I'm going to get her to take off her shoes. I'll probably take mine off first to show her how it's done. Then off come our socks. Before you know it, we'll both be naked."

"Cool."

"Pipe down, pervert Senpai. We'll be lucky if I get that far, especially with a guy in the room. Once we're both naked, I'll ease her over to the platform."

"Sounds like a plan."

Moments later, Yoshi showed up wearing a school uniform looking two sizes too small. Her breasts strained against the ultra-tight blouse and the extra-short skirt revealed her panties. Thigh-high stockings completed a very sexy picture.

"Sorry, I'm late," she said. "I felt kind of awkward walking around the halls in this get-up, so I waited till everyone left."

Nagatoro shot Senpai a see-I-told-you-so glance.

Yoshi scanned the room. "Hey, you moved everything around."

Nagatoro nodded. "I figured setting a section off would make it easier for you."

Yoshi shrugged. "Okay. Well, thank you."

Nagatoro waved her phone. "Let me take the 'before' pictures first." She tossed Yoshi a flu mask.

Yoshi pulled the mask over her face and posed. Both girls giggled as Nagatoro took pictures of her model in front of various backdrops.

"That's perfect." Nagatoro pocketed her phone. "That was the easy part."

Yoshi walked around the divider and stood on the platform opposite the easel. "What am I going to wear for this?"

Nagatoro handed Yoshi a collar and a leash. "Here you go."

Yoshi glanced at Senpai sitting at his easel before squinting at Nagatoro. "Isn't something missing?"

"I know this is your first time posing nude, but you don't have to worry. The only people in this room are you, me, and Senpai, and Senpai is a professional. I'm going to padlock the door in addition to the regular lock so nobody else can come in. Hang tight. I'll be right back."

Nagatoro walked around the divider to the doors, slid them shut, and closed the latches. She looked around for the padlocks. After finding them in the storage room, she secured the doors. When she jogged around the divider back into the studio area, her jaw dropped.

Yoshi stood opposite Senpai seated at his easel. She was holding her pigtails up to make it easier for Senpai to fasten the collar around her neck.

And she was totally naked. Her uniform laid in a pile near the platform.

Seeing Nagatoro's shocked expression, Yoshi hopped back a step and crossed her arms over her breasts. "Oh, my. I'm so sorry, Hyacchi." She touched the collar. "Were you supposed to put this on?"

Nagatoro took a deep breath, unclenched her fists, and shook her head clear. "No, it's fine. Less work for me. Way less."

Yoshi dropped her arms, turned her bum toward Senpai, and touched her lower back. "It's missing a tail. Isn't that important for a puppy?"

"No worries," he said. "I'll paint that in later."

"Okay." Yoshi's breasts bounced and her hips swayed as she strolled to the platform. After getting down on all fours, she extended a paw, placed one knee before the other, and seductively arched her back. "How's this?" A sweet smile completed the pose.

"I wouldn't change a thing," Senpai picked up his brush. "Stay just like that as long as you can." He motioned to Nagatoro. "Can you get a few reference pictures?"

Nagatoro frowned. "Okay."

Yoshi maintained her pose throughout the session, taking only one quick break, while Nagatoro sat on the sidelines by the window. Once Senpai finished painting the base curves and shading, he told his model, "Thanks. I think I got it. It's going to come out great."

Yoshi kneeled and shook out her arms. "Can I see?"

"Sure."

She jogged behind Senpai and looked over his shoulder with her hands clasped behind her back. "That's amazing." When Senpai turned, his shoulder brushed her breasts.

Nagatoro growled.

Once again, Yoshi took a step back and covered her chest. "Hyacchi, I'm sorry. That was totally an accident."

"It's fine. I'm amazed at how comfortable you are without your clothes on. I never would have guessed in a million years you'd take to nude modeling so easily."

Yoshi's cheeks reddened. "Well, um… you know, Sense is a professional. I've seen what he's done for you and Sakura. And I've wanted to do this for a long time. And I'm kind of excited to do it, so I guess I'm not stressing over being naked."

"Oh, right." Nagatoro thought about Yoshi's response, then laughed. "I didn't consider that. When Sakura posed, it was a shock for her since she didn't know posing nude for Senpai was a thing. You've had a long time to psyche yourself up for this."

Yoshi nodded her agreement. "So what happens next?"

"It takes an hour or so for Senpai to paint the base picture like he just did. He fills in more color and details afterwards."

"How long does that take?"

Senpai set down his brush. "Sometimes twenty minutes. Sometimes I tweak it for days before I'm happy with it."

"Did you bring your regular uniform?" Nagatoro pointed at the clothes pile. "Because we need to package that up for the buyer."

Yoshi's eyes widened. "Nuts. I totally forgot about it. Can you go to the sewing club room and get my bag?"

"No way!" Nagatoro barked. She cleared her throat before placing her hand on her boyfriend's shoulder. "That's a job for Senpai."

Senpai moved his brush toward the painting. "But I need to—"

"You need to get Yoshi's bag from the sewing club."

When Senpai returned with Yoshi's clothes ten minutes later, both girls sat on the sofa chatting, Nagatoro still wearing her school uniform and Yoshi wrapped in a blanket. Yoshi got dressed in the studio while Nagatoro and Senpai waited on the couch.

"I don't know what's gotten into her," Nagatoro whispered. "She's getting 100% scores on tests and she's more comfortable walking around naked than with her clothes on. It's like she's been possessed by aliens."

"I'll take your word for it." Senpai shrugged. "She seems fine to me. But I don't know her as well as you do."

###

Later that evening, Yoshi texted Senpai. "Thanks for painting me today. It really looks amazing. Sorry if I made trouble for you and Hyacchi. Have I paid my debt for the tutorial?"

"Yes," he texted back. "Not that there ever was a debt. Plus, I want to give you a bonus to pay for the food I took."

"If you're good, then I'm good. Let me know if you'd like me to model again. I promise I'll try not to act so relaxed around you next time."

"Thanks. It was fun."

"It was. And this conversation never happened. Good night, Sense. You're the best."

"Good night."

Senpai deleted the text thread.

Author's Notes: Don't anybody fret about a Senpai/Yoshi hookup. It's just one of those things that everyone in a long term relationship ponders. You're happy with the person you're with, but there's another person, who you know would be a disaster, that you can't help but think about. There's a strong physical attraction, but not as much chemistry. So when they get together, stuff like this happens. - SK