Always Watching (Preview)

The opening scene for the next Menagerie story. To give an idea what's up the pipeline.

"Yuu wandered into the odd shop. Where this unusual knickknack store had come from was baffling, she'd always remembered the back of cafeteria storeroom leading to… A blush tinted the petite Asian girl's cheeks as she shook those thoughts away. There were more important things to worry about, like how this place even fit in the middle of the college. Behind the shelves she could make out the walls, and could even see a door which meant this place had to extend way further out. It just didn’t make sense.
She pushed those questions aside as she heard a buckle hit the floor, her head turning towards the sound. Her slender fingers balled into fists, and she felt her heart beating strong up into her throat. Her toes wiggled in her mollies, as she could see the silhouette of a woman behind the shelves, obviously unaware of her presence since she appeared to be undressing, pulling her arms from the sleeves of whatever top she was wearing.
Biting her lip Yuu crept forward, conscious of the lightest little squeaks of her shoes as she mad her way around to get a look at the stripping maiden. And what a look it was.
The redhead was gorgeous. A wide brimmed purple had sat atop her head, and it was the only thing she was still wearing as her dress hung loosely about her waist. Even from behind her curves were obvious. Fully milky toned breasts, peeking out from around her sides, moving down into a sinfully thin waist. The laces from a corset could be seen between the folds of the garment hanging from her hips, and what hips they were. Extending out from that tight curve to once again match the width of her shoulders and complete her perfect hourglass.
Yuu was practically drooling at the sight, watching as the woman’s fingers dipped into the remnant of dress covering her. Slowly she slipped it down, the tip of her crack showing with the fullness of her cheeks before she stopped. A smirk crossed her lips as she spoke, “Like what you see?” the fiery redhead teased, peeking a golden eye over her shoulder to call out her peeping Jane.
The petite Asian girl panicked, disappearing behind the shelf as redness filled her face. She heard the clacking of heels behind her as her unwitting showgirl approached. Yuu's blush only deepened as the topless girl rounded the corner, the cinnamon nipples of her heavy tits on display.
She couldn’t help laughing, “Welcome to Madam Materia’s Magical Menagerie,” Materia told the shy little voyeur, “I am the aforementioned Madam, though Matty is fine for customers,” she explained, giving her shoulders a wiggle that had her breasts swaying hypnotically, “something specific you were looking for? Beyond a peek that is,” she teased with a wink.
The small girl was silent, her dark eyed gaze jumping around. She tried to meet Matty’s golden gaze, but with those boobs so brazenly in the open it was hard to look at anything else. The witchy woman didn’t seem in any hurry to redress though. After collecting herself Yuu managed to reply “N-not really.”
With a little giggle Matty held out a hand, “Well I could show you around if you'd like,” she offered.
The meek girl withdrew at the offer, “I-I don’t do touching,” she said quickly, brushing her dark hair out of her face only to have it fall back, “I have hypersensitivity,” she explained.
The witch was unsurprised, playing along and standing straight. She was about a foot taller than the petite girl in her shop, making her tits rest at eye level. A view little Yuu couldn’t help but enjoy. “A little voyeur then. Always watching, never doing,” she called the girl out.
The red returned to Yuu's cheeks, “I-I didn’t say that,” she protested.
“Not with your words,” Materia countered, stepping away to the shelves with a thoughtful little hum.
Was she that obvious? Yuu couldn’t help but wonder. Then again, even now she was staring at those wide hips holding that dress up. There was an indescribable allure to the shapely witch she couldn’t deny, and she found herself fantasizing about the woman on her back. Perhaps being mounted by a fine stud.
Such was Yuu's life though. She’d been born with a curse, a curse that every little touch she experienced was like getting a shock and overloaded her senses. She couldn’t ever wear normal clothing, a loose fitting top hanging from her frame to have the least contact possible with her sensitive skin. It had all resulted in a rather awkward sexual awakening.
She had to be overly delicate with herself. Gentle touches and complete control otherwise it bordered on painful. Just holding hands was an unbearable tickle. No boy, no matter how into her they were, stayed long when she didn’t let them touch her. So she found her pleasure another way, by watching. Always watching.
At first it was just pornography, like any kid manages to find in a few unattended minutes on the web. Then she found the hole in the cafeteria storeroom. Hidden behind the boxes of preserved goods, some she were sure the school probably had since the sixties, there was her precious little peephole. It led into one of the old classrooms, one with a bit of a reputation among the student body as being private, and frequently unlocked. The faculty had lost the key, so the only time it was locked was when it was in use by a couple of randy students. Like an unwritten rule, if it was locked you waited your turn, and if you’re there you know why.
Once Yuu found that, pornography just wasn’t good enough anymore. Compared to the smells of two bodies so close, the natural if not awkward reality of two people legitimately passionate, the rush of knowing at any moment the horny little voyeur could be caught. There was no turning back, and quiet little Yuu just drank it in and got her rocks off whenever she could.
There was a downside though. The double edged sword that it was starting to get harder for her to get her release from her little peephole. It was becoming samey, the same few couples, the same few sex acts. Like an addict she was starting to crave more.
She couldn’t tell that to this woman though.
With a little smirk Matty pulled a bottle from the shelf, giggling and turning, “Here you are,” she said, tossing the little container to the insatiable voyeur.
Yuu almost missed it she was so wrapped up in her thoughts. Her slender hands caught it and she looked curiously. It was unlike anything she'd ever seen before, the tiny glass bottle was filled with what looked like a swirling cloud of dark purple. There was an odd beauty to it, as the motion made it sparkle behind the barrier between whatever was inside and the outside world.
“Drink that, it should perk things up a bit for your peep shows,” Materia explained with a little wink.
Blushing the voyeur looked at the cap, trying to imagine how something like this wouldn’t just disperse if she opened it. It took a moment to register what the witch had told her, and when it hit her cheeks went right back to blushing, “I-I never said-“ she stammered nervously, “I-I don’t-“
Customers were always adorable when they were nervous. The topless redhead just giggled, jostling her exposed bosom, “Told you, you’re talking with more than words,” she teased, pointing to her own golden eyes.
Yuu was again staring, and she turned away quickly, holding the little item close. She’d been called out, but other than teasing this woman wasn’t chastising her for being a dirty little peeper. “H-how much?” she asked.
“On the house,” the redhead answered, “you’re not the only one who likes a good show after all,” she said with a wink.
Blushing Yuu once again toyed with her hair, “T-thank you,” she replied, scurrying away before she could make more of a fool of herself.
With a little wave the Madam offered one last “Have fun!” before the petite girl was gone. “I know I will.” "
- "Always Watching" by Madam Materia