"Strip her naked."

Chiaki looked up at the evil girl with a look of pure horror. After everything she'd gone through already, dealing with Junko's hellish maze, which left her in pain and feeling exhausted, now the girl was commanding Izuru…her former friend, to strip her? On top of that, her friends were being forced to watch, and they'd seen everything. It would be the ultimate humiliation. If Chiaki survived, she'd never be able to look her friends in the face ever again. "Please…don't."

"Awww don't worry. If you two put on a good enough show, maybe I'll even let you live…so you can bask in this humiliation for the rest of your life~!" The girl said with a smile that didn't match her words. She once again turned to Izuru. "Quickly now, we don't have all day. I'm sure all of her friends are eager to see her huge tits and bubbly little ass. Ooooh, I wonder if she's an innie or an outie~" Izuru only nodded as he walked towards the girl. If this had still been Hajime, he might've felt ecstatic to see Chiaki naked, even if the process for doing so was cruel. But as Izuru, he, of course, felt nothing.

"H-Hajime, please! I know you're in there, don't do this!" Chiaki pleaded as Izuru knelt over her and flipped her over onto her back, and started to pull off her vest. Chiaki tried to fight back, grabbing at his arms, but she was too weak. Not that that mattered much, even at full strength, she wouldn't have been able to do anything against him. Her vest was quickly removed, as was her ribbon. Next was her shirt, which Izuru began to unbutton, all while Junko watched happily before turning to the main camera.

"Enjoy the show, boys and girls, because you'll be the first to see Chiaki in all her glory! Because after this, I'm posting this to the internet…if there'll be anyone left to see it, that is, once we're done~" Junko said with a laugh.

"Hajime please, don't show them my body, I don't want to…" she weakly begged, but it was no use as he pulled open her shirt and…paused. With the shirt out of the way, all of her huge cleavage was on display, her breasts only protected by a cute patterned bra modeled after Tetris. Izuru wasn't quite sure why he paused, but he shook his head and continued removing the shirt, while still staring at her chest. Chiaki's arms moved to cover herself up as her face turned red, but Junko tsked.

"Can't be having that." The fashionista said as she walked over, and forced Chiaki's arms away from her chest and above her head, the movement causing her breasts to jiggle, which caught Izuru's attention again. When he didn't do anything for several seconds, Junko groaned. "Come on! I wanna see herrrrrr."

"Right." Izuru said as he continued, moving down, only for Junko to stop him.

"Socks and shoes too, I want full nudity." Junko commanded, so Izuru quickly removed the girl's socks and shoes as well, and noted how cute the girl's feet were, even if he didn't fully consciously realize he'd made that observation. But next, he turned his attention back to her skirt. He unclipped it and shimmied it down her legs, revealing a cute pair of pink panties with little images on them. Once again, as he saw her underwear, he was left practically speechless, though he couldn't really understand why. His eyes bore into her panties like he was trying to burn through them.

"H-Hajime…don't stare…" Chiaki said, but he continued to anyway. Junko cleared her throat.

"Now the bra." She ordered, and that turned his attention back to the girl's impressive chest. Chiaki tried to kick and flail, but she could barely move. Junko's trap had really exhausted her, as someone who rarely ever did anything physical like that. Junko helped lift her up as Izuru nearly crawled on top of her, reaching behind her back to work on her bra. Chiaki pleaded the entire time for him to stop, but her words didn't reach him. After some fiddling, he got it undone, slid her straps down, and finally, pulled off the bra. Her breasts bounced as it was removed, and Izuru sucked in a breath.

They were…gorgeous.

Izuru found himself awestruck as her stared at the perky mounds. Topped by pale pink nipples, they were absolutely perfect, soft-looking, smooth, and free of any blemishes…except for a single mole on her right breast. As soon as he saw it, he felt something…stiffen. Confusion filled him at this new feeling that rushed through his body. His eyes were locked onto her chest, rising and falling with her breathing. The girl was looking away, her face burning hotter than it ever had in her entire life. Something inside Izuru's brain…flared, and he felt a headache, a strong one. But he didn't stop staring.

"Izuru." Junko said. "Izuru!" She said again when he didn't respond. "Keep going, there's only one thing left." Izuru stared for a few more seconds before nodding, and his eyes slowly trailed to her panties.

"I don't want to…" Chiaki groaned quietly. Izuru gripped her panties, and with a gulp, yanked them down in a single swift motion, pulling them off her feet and finally leaving the girl completely nude. He audibly gasped at the sight of her bare pussy, which was also insanely beautiful to him. Not as much as her breasts, exactly, but even still.

"Spread her legs. Then we'll show her ass, too, and maybe play with her a bit~" Junko said. Izuru quickly did as he was told, and that stiffening feeling, which he located was in his pants, throbbed at the sight. Chiaki, looking embarrassed, trying not to look at her legs were spread, leaving almost nothing of her pussy to the imagination. His body shuddered, and the headache grew stronger. Junko titled her body towards the camera, and Chiaki began to cry as she knew her friends could see everything, her worst fears coming to pass. She couldn't even see the affect she was having on Izuru, but if she did…it might've given her hope.

"N-now what?" Izuru asked, and watched Junko flipped Chiaki over, and bent her body over.

"This~!" Junko said. The stiffening throbbed again, even harder as Izuru stared at the girl's plump ass. So smooth and round, Izuru wanted to touch it, and he even began to raise his hand, but before he could, Junko spanked the girl, and the moan that came out of Chiaki's mouth made Izuru's legs wobble. "So jiggly~! I think I might want to keep you as a sex slave, actually! You'd be much hotter than my ugly sister, that's for sure."

"N-no!" Chiaki cried, but the idea made Izuru nearly moan himself. To Chiaki's horror, Junko grabbed both of her cheeks and spread them, just to make sure everyone could see absolutely everything. The girl was almost wishing she'd died instead of this. She let everyone see for a while before she slapped them cheeks back together and flipped her back over.

"Hey, Izuru, come cop a feel real quick. A good one." Junko said. With almost no hesitation, despite his now painful headache, he reached down and placed both hands on her breasts. As soon as he did, the stiffening, his penis, felt like it wanted to explode out of his pants.

"Nnnngaah!" He grunted as he squeezed them.

"Ahhhh~!" Chiaki's moan turned him on further as he squeezed and kneaded her breasts. He pinched one of her nipples, watching her breasts shake as her body trembled, more lewd noises escaping her lips. Izuru's head felt like it wanted to burst, same as his dick.

"And lastly, here~" Junko said as her hand moved down, and pressed against Chiaki's lower lips, which were now wet. As the loudest moan Chiaki had ever made rocketed out of her, her body arching from the pleasure, Izuru's mind snapped.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" He screamed, clutching his head and startling both Junko and Chiaki. The bot screamed for almost a full minute before he bent forward, panting and gasping. Neither girl spoke for a while, and simply glanced at each other.

"Uh, Izuru? You-" Junko started, before she felt something connect with her face, hitting her so hard her nose broke with an audible crack, and she went flying into a wall, which knocked the wind out of her and almost knocked her out cold. She collapsed to the floor, gasping for air before coughing. "Wh-what…the fuck…"

"H-Hajime?" Chiaki asked, and his head slowly raised, his eyes meeting hers. But this time, they weren't the cold eyes of Izuru…but the warm ones of the boy she knew.

"Chiaki." He said softly. Chiaki felt tears in her eyes as she pulled herself up, and pulled him down into a hug. Izuru, how Hajime again, blushed deeply as he felt her breasts against his chest, but hugged her back all the same. She was warm, and just as soft as he'd always imagined. "I'm…sorry I did all that to you."

"It's fine. It wasn't you." She said, holding him tighter.

"Yeah but…I still…umm…" Chiaki giggled.

"I'd be surprised if you didn't." She said. "Though, that helped bring you back, right?"

"Y-yeah…because I think you're…um…" he hesitated.

"Say it." Chiaki asked.

"Drop dead beautiful, and perfect in every way, both in personality and appearance." He said, and she finally pulled away. His eyes flicked to her chest again, before he tried to look away. However, she grabbed his face and turned it back towards her.

"You can look, if you want." She said, then blushed again. "And…more…if you also want." Hajime blinked a couple times as her words set in, but once they did, his face burned.

"R-really?! Like…right now?" He asked, and she shrugged, laughing.

"They've already seen everything else. Why not, right? Besides…I missed you, and…" She glanced at Junko, who was still groaning on the floor, "we might not get another chance." Hajime nodded.

"Okay. Chiaki, I…I love you." He said, and her face somehow turned even more red, before she giggled.

"I love you too, Hajime." She said. With those words being traded between them, they finally kissed. That was all that needed to be said, as the passionate, loving kiss told each other everything else they needed to know. His hands roamed her body once again as hers quickly undressed him, his hard cock springing out.

He used it to make love to her, and even though they both knew they were still being watched, neither of them really cared anymore, because they had each other, and that was all that they really needed. They made love, and came together as one, before collapsing onto the floor and cuddling.

Junko meanwhile, had been watching the whole thing, and while she could've tried to kill them…the entire display had actually been super fucking hot, to the point her panties were drenched. "Maybe I'll keep them both as slaves." She pondered, and then smiled, knowing she'd make bank off of the video.

Again, for whoever would end up being left to see if, that is.