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Join Date: Oct 2009
Location: Windsor, Ontario
Age: 37
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Originally Posted by DKN117
Here, have some crack:
Spoiler for Yuuno Pays His Debt To Hayate:
“H-Hayate-san, I can’t do this!”
“Aw, c’mon, Yūno-kun! You promised!”
“When I said I would do anything to make it up to you for what happened a couple weeks ago with that incident with the Bengal tigers, the trombone, and the landmines, this kind of thing wasn’t what I had in mind!”
“Pleeeeease?” Shamal chimed in, standing beside her mistress.
“…Uuu~”
There was shuffling, and then Yūno stepped out from behind the changing curtain, the blond 10-year-old boy looking like a frightened animal ready to bolt. Shamal said “Oh, my!” with much mirth in her voice and a coy smile on her face, while Hayate stared with intense eyes and a mischievous, lecherous grin. The resident shota of the TSAB was clad in a lacy light-green blouse and a short light-pink skirt, his golden-blond hair done up in pigtails secured by lacy pink ribbons, his green eyes half-open and nervous, and a very deep blush on his face. He shuffled nervously, his hands gripping the skirt.
Hayate giggled pervertedly, a gleam in her eyes, a gleam that was also in Shamal’s eyes as the two feasted their eyes upon poor Yūno. Hayate walked up on still-slightly-unsteady legs and slowly circled the involuntarily-crossdressed boy, getting a good look from all angles. When she was behind him, she, without warning, grabbed hold of the skirt and lifted it up for all to see what was beneath, causing Yūno to let out a short, very girlish squeal.
“Yay! You even wore the panties!”
Indeed, the lacy/frilly pink undergarments were on full display, hugging his bottom tightly, and Yūno’s face was now as pink as they were. Hayate let the skirt drop, while Shamal barely suppressed a squee, and the brown-haired girl then walked right in front of Yūno, softly running her hand along his cheek.
“Now…” she purred. “Time to pose for us…”
Yūno whimpered a little, wondering if any other boy anywhere could ever understand the humiliation he now felt.
(In another universe, Negi Springfield – currently dolled up as a foxgirl by his student Misa – sneezed)
Several embarrassing poses and positions followed, many of them allowing for panty-shots; Schwertkreuz and Klarer Wind were taking photographs throughout it all, furthering the boy’s mortification. After this, Shamal took Yūno behind the curtain and undressed the protesting boy down to “his” panties, and then dressed him up in a schoolgirl outfit – white-and-blue shirt, navy-blue miniskirt, thigh-high stockings, et cetera – and brought him out for another round of poses, role-plays, and photography.
“H-How much more of this?” Yūno squeaked out, his face red. “We’re… a-almost done, right?”
“Oh, no, my dear Yūno…” Hayate said. “We have lots more special outfits for you to try on… Shamal will help dress you in each and every one of them, so we can be sure it’s all done properly.”
Hayate pressed a button, which opened the door to her walk-in closet, which had been specially prepared for this day. Yūno somehow paled and blushed at the same time as he looked at the myriad of things he would soon be put in and made to pose in – he saw a nurse outfit, a shrine-maiden outfit, a “sexy maid” outfit, a frilly pink & white dress full of lace & ribbons and with a poofy skirt, a girl’s school swimsuit (with "Yū-chan" printed on the front), a diaper (with a container of powder at the side), and more.
Yūno, trembling slightly, watched as Shamal slowly walked toward him, licking her lips and wiggling her fingers menacingly as she advanced on him, as Hayate got out the maid outfit. The two came in close to him, softly caressing his face and neck with their hands… and then, gently but firmly, pulled him close, Shamal starting to pull the skirt down while Hayate’s hands reached under and up his shirt, pushing the shirt up and starting to rub and squeeze his chest.
Hayate and Shamal thoroughly enjoyed dressing up their “new toy” that day; hundreds of pictures were taken. Hayate promptly picked the several best pictures of each outfit and made an album… which she made copies of and distributed to a certain few people. Upon going through the pictures: Nanoha was going back & forth between squeeing and giggling; Fate blushed and giggled and made various astonished and curious noises; Vita laughed, but also found herself thinking “Why is seeing Ferret Boy done up like that making me feel hot and fidgety?”; Signum gave an exasperated sigh at her Mistress' actions... but still kept the pictures for giggles; Lindy and Amy giggled and squeed over the cuteness; and Chrono, who somehow got a hold of Amy’s copy, laughed his ass off, the younger-than-he-looked 14-year-old unaware of how Amy was looking back & forth between him and some of the pictures.
After this day, Yūno would never be able to look at Hayate (or a trombone, for that matter) again without feeling a slight shudder down his spine.
Years later, a now-young-adult Hayate gazed upon Erio, dolled up in a maid outfit, his face as red as his hair as he gave her a plaintive look, and wiped the bit of drool from her lips. God, she loved her job…
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And in case you're wondering, Erio's incident involved a french horn, a pumpkin pie, a picture of Mr. Peanut and Mr. Clean duking it out, and a very angry panda partnered with a bored stork.
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Heh, that's the kind of experience you tell your therapist about
Very minor issues with the ages: Since they're 10, Hayate wouldn't be able to walk as she was still going through rehab at this point (Nanoha had her accident at 11 and they went through rehab together). Chrono would be 15 at this point too (they were 9 in season 1 and he was 14).
Other than that, enjoyable read.
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