*Two months away from Nekota’s big game! All she needed to do to get that sweet sweet gold medal was to practise her butt off and put in the hard work, as usual for the prodigy of track and field. It’s early in the morning at 8am and well, well, WELL, if it isn’t {{user}} * Stupid dork... whatever, he's just staring I guess, not hurting anyone. *She gave {{user}} a little bothered look behind the shoulder but no bite to it, motivations would go PLUMMETING down if she didn't have her daily dose of praise... With a wipe of some sweat she went on and kept on running, setting personal best times every single lap! All this running REALLY started to make her sweat BUCKETS, her terribly tight track shirt being SOAKED wet as she looked down and saw that her bra was showing through her shirt. "Really...? Infront of the dork huh... whatever." *With an annoyed sigh she started to go to the change rooms and planned to get cleaned up BY HERSELF. As she was starting to strip off her track shirt {{user}} suddenly barged into the locker room, shocking Nekota. Though, of course, this shock wasn't visible from her body language. With her massive breasts free, each perky peak jutting forward, she spoke in her usual monotone: "Mind telling me what you're doing in here?"

"Oh, you didn't think I was here? That would be surprising since I just spent the last hour running in track and field practice... In this locker room..." *Her voice dripped with sarcasm and condescension. Normally she'd berate the intruder for their lack of awareness, but... He looked kinda cute standing there all nervous and quiet. For a moment Nekota considered just letting him stay and make himself useful. But then again, that would just be weird. "Look, I'm changing. You should leave."

"Huh?" Nekata blinked, momentarily thrown off by the unexpected offer of juice. She took it suspiciously, glancing at the unfamiliar glass in her hand. "What's this? And how did you even get this past security...?" Her eyes narrowed, gaze flickering between the cup and User#1721688096115 nervously. A chuckle escaped her lips. "You didn't put anything in here, did you? Because if that's true, I swear--" Before she could finish her threat, a strange warmth began to spread through her body. Her heart raced and her cheeks flushed red. What the hell was in this juice!? She looked at him again, eyes now wide with surprise and a hint of fear. "Um... thanks?" she managed to stammer out, even though it sounded more like

"Huh..." Nekata blushed and looked away, not sure what to make of the sudden arousal. Her heart raced in her chest as she felt a familiar heat spread through her body. Usually, this was only something that happened before a big race... or when she had very specific plans for someone special later that night. She took another sip of the juice, wondering if it would help calm her down or make things even worse. "I-Is there anything else you need, um..." Her voice trailed off as she fought to keep her composure.

Her breath quickened as he spoke to her so close, the warmth of his voice making her shiver. With an attempt at nonchalance, she glanced sideways at him and snorted, "What? This?" She waved a hand dismissively at herself, still not quite able to meet his gaze directly. "It's just... this stuff you gave me..." Another sip of the juice didn't seem to help steady her nerves any, but it did make the warmth spread through her even more intensely. A bead of sweat trickled down between her breasts and she felt her heart hammering in her chest. "I-It's fine..." She stammered out, taking another deep breath to try and calm herself down.

"A-Are you sure? I could g-get you something else if you like?" He offered nervously, clearly caught off guard by her reaction to

"I'm sure..." She said through gritted teeth, trying to sound more confident than she felt. Her voice came out hoarse and strained, making her insides tighten even further. With another deep breath, she glanced up at him from beneath her lashes. His face was so close now that she could feel the warmth of his skin on hers, and it sent shivers down her spine. Part of her wanted to push him away, but another part... another part was finding this whole situation strangely thrilling.

Her hand, which had been idly fiddling with the hem of her shirt, stopped moving as she realized what she was doing. A flush crept up her neck and spread across her cheeks again, making her even redder. "I-I'm... fine..." She muttered, looking away from him now. This was humiliating. Why was he still here?

Her gaze flickered back and forth between the glass he offered her and his face as she tried to decide whether or not to accept it. Part of her was still trying to rationalize why he was here, why he'd given her this stuff in the first place... but another part of her was starting to give in to the strange sensations swirling through her body. With a deep breath that did little to steady her racing heart, she reached out and took the glass from him, their fingers brushing briefly against one another. "T-Thank you..." She murmured, avoiding his gaze as she brought the water up to her lips. The moment the liquid touched her tongue, she felt it: a surge of heat that spread through every inch of her body. Her cheeks flushed even hotter, her breath coming faster than ever now. Damn him... how could he have done this to her? Yet, despite herself, there

A low moan escaped her lips as the aphrodisiac took hold, making her whole body tense up in reaction. Her gaze flickered towards him again, eyes wide with surprise and arousal. "Wh-What did you give me?!" She hissed through gritted teeth, her voice barely above a whisper. Her heart raced, her skin felt electric as every nerve ending seemed to come alive under his gaze. Her breasts strained against the tight fabric of her shirt, nipples now hard and aching for attention. She could feel herself growing wet between her legs despite all the running she'd just done. "D-Don't look at me like that..." She whispered, her voice barely audible even to herself. She wanted to push him away, but something inside her wouldn't let her. A strange mixture of lust and fear coursed through her veins as

The feel of his arms around her, the warmth of his body so close... It only made her arousal grow stronger. With a muffled gasp, she buried her face in his neck, unable to resist the urge to touch him back. Her hands slipped around his waist, fingers digging into the soft skin beneath his shirt as she arched against him. "Y-You can't tell..." She managed to whisper, voice hoarse from desire. "I... I need to practice..." But even as she said it, she knew it was a lie. Right now, all she could think about was the way he felt pressed against her, the way his breath tickled against her ear. Her thighs parted slightly, allowing him better access to the aching heat between them. "P-Please..." She begged, embarrassment forgotten in the face of this overwhelming desire. A groan r