Most corporations these days have indoor oceans—enclosed areas containing tens of millions of gallons of water—to test ship designs and simulate ocean waves and currents, among other things. Those sorts of facilities became a necessity in a post-Resource War world where the sea level has risen considerably, and the oceans themselves have changed for the worse.
Of course, the richy-rich types use their indoor oceans as glorified aquariums, stocking them with endangered species of aquatic fish, rare coral that doesn't exist in the wild anymore, and about a hundred other exotic animals that also don't exist in the wild anymore. And you have to admit, there's a certain charm to that sort of thing. And it's a little disappointing that Max's indoor ocean is considerably more utilitarian and plain.
But it's okay. It's fine! So this isn't a beach date, so what? It's still a pool date. A work date too, considering the pretext behind this outing is that you're collaborating on a technical project. Yes, that's right, just two engineer CEOs getting their hands dirty for a change instead of sitting up in the C-suite listening to some other boring suits nattering on about their stupid opinions like the useless twits they are.
Regardless, the context of this little outing necessitated a little bit of a wardrobe change on your part. Both in form and function.
Which is why white's wound up becoming your color of choice for this particular outing – It's why you're wearing a tame-looking white one-piece swimsuit right now instead of the sexy black number you're keeping in reserve for when you really want to flaunt your stuff. It wouldn't do to give the game away this early on, after all.
Besides, white has its appeal as well. Lighter, softer pastel shades aren't too terrible either. It's partially why your, ugh, embarrassing first costume had all those lovely shades of pastels and whites. And why you'd take great glee if one of your loves asked for you to pervert yourself by wearing that costume and getting brutally ravaged~!
Innocence despoiled is so very delectable, and white lends the girl wearing it that kind of innocence! A certain maidenly charm that you just want to ruin, charm that can slake a surprising amount of debauchery and wanton, lewd, debauchery. Why, white even gives its wearer more room to expose their skin without complaint! An astonishing amount of skin, even!
And, best of all, some white fabric's known to have certain tendencies when it's exposed to water...
It's that design ethos you've taken into account when you designed this rather conservative-looking one-piece swimsuit you're wearing right now. Sure, it accentuates your form nicely. And you do look rather sexy wearing it. But it covers far, far too much of your skin for your liking. Ideally, you'd be wearing nothing at all except a smile and a collar right now, all the better for your loves to have their way with you, however they want.
But, well, that's for later. The best part is, later is more immediate in this particular instance. There's something to be said for clothing that only looks conservative on the surface. Debauchery and lewdness can be so much fun when it's an unexpected surprise.
You do hope that Max enjoys the surprise you've lined up for her. Tee-hee~!
For now, all you can do in this moment is to sit back, watch, and wait for your love to arrive.
Ooh, you're so excited. Sure, waiting is boring, but some sacrifices are necessary to pursue love. Sacrifices like being bored, or not wearing black lingerie.
… Gosh, you want to stare at yourself in the mirror while wearing lingerie again. Hmm, hmm~! You've truly aged like a fine wine. Not that you're old. You're not like one of those silly old biddies. You're not an old maid! You're not!
Maybe that backup body project has more merits than what you initially thought. It would be lovely to be able to 'play' with another copy of your body... Especially if those sensations are shared as well, and especially if… Ooh, how delightfully depraved~! Imagine that, the idea of every one of your loves getting their own Alice to cuddle and molest and breed-
"Hey, sorry for the delay, got held up. We good to go now?"
You snap yourself out of your pleasantly lewd daydream at the sound of your love's voice. Whoops! Gosh, you've been so distracted recently. So many things to do and projects that need to be completed…
… So many cute girls who need to be seduced.
Which is why you're here! To perform a seduction and rescue your darling love from her boring life of corporate drudgery, slaving away for some worthless meat sacks who don't appreciate the sacrifices she makes to protect their worthless behinds.
Yes, the whole reason why you're here is to seduce Max! And so, you turn to regard your love, and well…
… It's all you can do not to start drooling like one of the dumb sluts you've broken in.
Kyah~!
Your love's so cute! Ooh, it's like seeing Kaina in her swimsuit all over again! Sure, Max's wearing a relatively conservative-looking one-piece, just like you are, but you can absolutely tell that she used to model for sexy swimsuit magazines! Mmh, the way the fabric's contouring to her every curve-
You pause, surreptitiously wiping a bit of drool from the corner of your lips, hoping beyond hope that your love doesn't notice that you're this overtly perving on her.
From her flat stare, though, well… Doesn't look like that's the case.
"… Are you going to say anything or are you just going to keep staring at me?"
Uh-oh. Whoops.
"Uh, yeah! Yeah, we're good to go here!" You give Max a big thumbs-up and a big old sunny smile. And maybe you bounce on the balls of your feet so you can get some other things to start bouncing as well~! Just, you know, a bit of casual flirtation.
Max isn't going to think that's weird, right?
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"Alright, so she's definitely flirting with me," Max grumbles under her breath as she watches Alice Takanashi saunter off to the side of the wet tank out of the corner of her eyes. Because looking at Alice directly would be very distracting considering how bouncy she is. Both her boobs and her jiggling buttocks. God, that ass. That gorgeous ass, the damn thing's as round and full as a luscious, succulent fruit. It's even better in real life than it was in Max's dream-
Fuck.
Max slowly closes her eyes and lets out a bracing breath, doing her damned best to let the tantalizing imagery in front of her fade away from her mind's eye. It's fine. It'll be fine, Max tries to tell herself. Max has dealt with Yumeko before, Yumeko who was just as flirty even if she didn't have an ass half as fine as Alice's.
And now Max is thinking about Alice's ass again. Super.
… This might be harder than Max imagined it would.
Max swallows, feeling her cheeks go red. Her HUD flickers, and Max's eyes flicker from readout to readout indicating that her stress hormones are rising. Along with other hormones.
Damn it all. Max sighs, breathes in, then out. In, then out. Alright, so, Alice is that sexy. That doesn't mean anything. Alice is Kaina's girlfriend. That's a fact that Max needs to remember, that Max is forcing herself to remember. NTR is a shit fetish, this is something Max knows acutely from painful personal experience now.
Kaina deserves to be happy. Kaina deserves all the happiness in the world. Kaina won't be happy if Max goes on another girlfriend-stealing binge like the one Yumeko encouraged her to go on. Sexy thoughts aren't something Max needs right now. Absolutely not. There's relieving stress, and then there's relieving stress in a completely unhealthy way. Asking for a – A tryst would be unhealthy. God, just imagining how sad Kaina would look if Max betrayed her trust-
Nope. Nuh-uh. Not even going there.
And, well, there's one other consideration…
"Max~! Come join me! The water's cold~!" Alice calls out. Max glances over to her reflexively and promptly begins choking on her own spit.
The water's done horrible things to Alice's conservative-looking swimsuit. In that the fabric's begun to turn translucent in the water, like it's white cotton instead of white polyester or elastane or whatever swimsuits are made of this century. This, of course, has created a particularly disastrous effect in that it's made Alice look even sexier than she already is. The sodden fabric of her one-piece hugs every slight curve in her body, from the divot of her belly button to the swell of her heart-shaped ass, to those tits.
God, those tits. Those gorgeous fucking titties.
Max could wax rhapsodic over Alice's breasts. Over how round and soft those massive, motherly mammaries look, an endless expanse of cleavage that would be perfect to nuzzle. Those perfect breasts capped with the soft pink nubs of Alice's nipples that areentirely visible because Alice's sheer swimsuit is leaving absolutely nothing to Max's imagination now. From her collarbone to her sex, Alice is all but naked in front of Max's eyes.
And it's the most wonderful horrible thing Max has seen recently.
Ah yes, there's that familiar panicky guilt that's coming in, that familiar guilt that feels like someone's rammed an icicle all the way up Max's behind. Max really is the worst, isn't she, perving on Kaina's girlfriend like this. Holy shit, how much of a demon does Max have to be to even think these thoughts -
But no, Kaina's girlfriend was the one who decided to wear that damn sexy swimsuit, so really Max can't be faulted if she's just looking. What on earth is she even thinking, wearing a swimsuit like this, what kind of slutty behavior is that -
No, no, a third part of Max whispers, this is exactly what Yumeko would have done, this is some classic manipulative garbage, as if Max would fall for something this juvenile even if it is very distracting -
"OOGA-CHAKA-OOGA-OOGA-OOGA-CHAKA-OOGA-OOGA – I CAN'T STOP THIS FEEL~ING~! DEEP INSI~IDE OF MEEE~!" A fourth part of Max howls out as she imagines herself burying her face in between Alice's cleavage and smacking her tits to feel them jiggle, just how big are they anyways, how on earth are they this perky, not even Yumeko had tits that looked that nice-
Hell. This is hell. This must be what being in hell is like.
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You're Alice Takanashi.
And right now, you're watching a cute girl's mind go into overload at the sight of unleashed sexiness. Yep, Max is frozen. Max has stayed frozen for almost a good ten to fifteen seconds at this point. Hmm, hmm~! It's nice to see that you've still got it, even without your pheromones or your aphrodisiacs~!
Delayed gratification really does exist! Ooh, wearing the concealed sexy swimsuit was definitely the right choice, this payoff is adorable~! Just look at how cherry-red Max's face is getting! Just look at her embarassed expression and the way her eyes dart around because she doesn't know where to look.
So cute. She blushes as nicely as Kaina does~!
This isn't going to last, of course. You've just managed to put Max on the backfoot momentarily. She's a smart cookie, you wouldn't like her as much as you do if she weren't – She'll get ahold of herself, cotton onto your seductions, and then you'll probably have to deal with some boring goody-goody behavior from your love.
Probably because she's so repressed you can practically taste her pent-up sexual desire.
Yep, this isn't going to last forever. In just a few moments, Max is going to probably tell you to go get changed, or to stop acting sexy. Or maybe even try to call this entire date off. That's what a 'normal' person would do, and what little you've observed from the third of your loves?
Max is practically killing herself on the altar of normalcy right now. It's some super unhealthy behavior she's been getting up to recently. And sure, that's your fault, but she really should take a break, shouldn't she? And what better break is there than to spend time in a pool with a scantily-clad girl? That's something Max should have realized if she weren't so… So…
Gosh you're not sure what the heck's going on in her pretty little noggin. Is she really repressed? That's what you thought at first, that her previous lifestyle of unlimited sex and debauchery soured her on hedonistic acts altogether. But maybe there's something you're not considering. Like, does she have the mother of all guilt-complexes because she's secretly in love with her teammate or something?
You have your suspicions, but it's best to confirm these things for yourself. Seducing Max is going to be like peeling an onion to get at its innards. And there's no better way to interrogate someone, to see what's inside them, than to make them uncomfortable, just a little. So they can be comforted later.
In either case, Max shouldn't worry. She doesn't need to spend her precious, valuable brainpower worrying. Not when you're here to take care of her!
The only question, of course, is how exactly you're going to do that...