(A little rusty at writing.. soz!)

I swallowed hard as I gazed up to Haruhi's iron grip upon the frilly pink material. I called out in veign but she wasn't even looking my way, and Asahina-san's loud complaints wern't helping either.

"I can do it myself Haru-san!!!" Asahina Cried out, feebly pushing Haruhi away as Haruhi pushed forward with a goofy laugh,
"H-Hey! Stop stuggling!" The brown haired goddess smirked, sitting down heavily upon the young girls chest before quickly shoving the cute girls foot thew the first hole of the panties.

Asahina-san bit her bottem lip as she was dressed once more like a doll by a half dressed Haruhi. She looked up weakly at the hyperactive girl as Haruhi tugged the panties upwards, making Asahina's legs weakly close together before passing the nees and shooting up towards her crotch. The brown haired goddess paused before pulling it up the rest of the way. Her eye's locked onto a tiny speck of dirt clinging to the crotch section of the panties.

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This might be the end... what a way to go... Wait! She's looking at me!
"Haruhi! Don't you dare pull up! It's me! Kon!" I screamed as she looked closer. Her face filled my view as her giant fingers came to probe me as a tiny voice in the background piped up. I gulped with fear as she glanced away from me, her hands returning to it's tugging position as her face turned curious.

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"Mn... Haruhi..." Asahina-san muttered "Why do you always need to do this..."
"It's faster! You change waaaay too slow!" Haruhi smerked, looking back while casually yanking up the panties. The girl beneath Haru winced slightly at the force, covering her mouth with both fists with a blush as The goddess stood her living doll up with a smerk as she herself continued getting dressed. Miku shyly picked up her maid costume that had falled from the locker an slyly picked out the wedgie Haruhi gave her.

http://suzumiya-haruhi.animeshinobi.com/...

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I hate you Haruhi...

Asahina-san's scent was everywhere, it was like a pleasure overload. In this heat wave, the heat radiating from the gaping chasm was intence. It was like heaven and hell at the same time. I felt Haruhi give one more complimentary yank, crushing me into the most beautiful girl I know. My cries became muffled as the fabric roughly rubbed me into Mikuru harshly. As I attempt to move, Mikuru seems to notice... or.. her body does. I wonder if I'd ever be forgiven if I was found here...?

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She sighed slightly before Haruhi's voice rung out,
"Done!"
Mikuru squeeked, turning around
"Already?" She asked, dropping the maid costume and stepping back as Haruhi picked up Mikuru's skirt with a slight frown,
"God your slow..."

Both girls were unaware that there friend had the view of his dreams