You were quietly reading, enjoying the company of the other members. Essentially, you were biding time until you all talked about your poems, but for now you were content simply to read your book. When a small finger tapped unexpectedly on your shoulder, you couldn't help but jump. Looking up, you saw the snickering face of Natsuki, unsurprisingly, delighted in scaring you. For once though, she had made an attempt to hide it. Almost instantly, she composed herself and put on a sweet face, pink eyes gazing at you sweetly.
"MC, can you help me reach my manga? Monika put it up too high for me to reach again, like she always does. I just need you to hold my chair for a little bit while I look around for what I want."
You tried to hide your surprise at Natsuki asking you politely for, well, anything. But you just assumed that she was too busy being mad at Monika to think about being mean to you. If she said please, then that would have been suspiciously polite. A quick walk across the room would do you some good anyway; your leg was starting to fall asleep. You stood up and replied as you stretched.
“Sure. I'd be glad to help Natsuki.”
You followed her across the room to the closet, pulling out one of the classroom’s many wooden chairs on the way. In the time it took you to do that and walk over, Natsuki had already managed to open the door and glare at you impatiently, pink eyes giving you their usual irritated stare. You set the chair down and held onto the back. Natsuki took one step on it and you spoke up, coming up with an idea.
“Why don’t I step up on the chair and grab it for you Natsuki. I’m a little taller so I’ll probably have an easier time.”
That wasn’t completely the reason you were making the offer. You were worried about being in a position where the hot-tempered girl might get the impression that you were looking up her skirt. No doubt she would make a scene, and you didn’t want the girls in the club thinking you were a pervert.
“No. You’ll probably take too long to find the one I want,” she replied snidely and stepped up onto the chair, wobbling slightly as she found her balance. You held the chair firmly, knowing you’d never hear the end of it if you caused her to fall.
You looked away as Natsuki rummaged for her manga, not knowing that she wasn’t even particularly trying. She glanced over her shoulder at you and stifled a giggle when she noticed you weren’t looking at her rear. That was going to make what she wanted to do harder, but not impossible. Arching out her back, she continued shuffling around books on the top shelf. This limited her though, and made it harder for her to keep her own balance. Stable, she leaned even further.
You jumped back slightly as the fabric of her skirt brushed lightly against your face. What is she doing? you thought to yourself. It pressed against you, harder this time, and you had to push your neck back even more while keeping the chair in place. You felt her ass squish against your face as she pushed back with more force.
What happens next?
1) Natsuki gets you to look forward, letting her smush your face into the crack of her ass. You can't really resist her since you need to keep the chair still.
2) You and Natsuki go tumbling. Very likely, you end up in an awkward position.
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