/jp/ - Otaku Culture

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Your face reddens further, and your hands accept her invitation, taking the sides of her shirt as your fingers press against her breasts. She sucks in her chest and you pull the shirt together as hard as you can. She lets out a brief squeal before helping you pull it together the rest of the way and fastening the remaining buttons below the brilliant gemstone in her chest, almost as red as your cheeks. You quickly retract your hands from her chest and she goes about finishing the buttons below her chin. It looks like she didn't notice how your pants have an even larger displacement than before.
"Ehehe, great! Thank you!" She grins for a moment and then looks around the room. The frown of someone trying too hard to remember something appears on her face. "I think they took it."
You mentally kick yourself for not asking about the situation earlier. This bird-girl is far too distracting. "Who took what?"
"My skirt. I can't find it."
"WHO took your skirt?"
"The two guys who brought me here. I thought they were going to be mean to me, but then they started fighting about something and left. I guess they really stole it after all."
That's enough information. It's been at least 15 minutes since you found this supposedly abandoned building with the front door open. There's no way they wouldn't come back for her after they finish whatever they left to do. Why would they want to steal a skirt from a girl with wings? It's definitely past time to get out of here.