Train Ride (Nyarly & Invalid Nickname)

[Invalid Nickname]

Little Ashley Carter rushed through the subway station to catch the train home. It was the first day of her afterschool violin lesson, and it had gone a bit late. If she missed this train it would be nearly an hour before the next one. The young teen sighed at the sight of all the people crowding into the nearest car, had there been more time she would have searched for one with a bit more room but the doors were already beginning to close. "Wait!" She called out, making a mad dash toward the closing door. Slipping into the mass of bodies just as the door closed behind her, catching the back of her skirt. Her young body swayed as the train started moving, pulling the skirt free as she reached for a pole to steady herself.

Moving and somewhat stable once more, the young teen began trying her best to move through the crowd. Given the number of people on the train, she doubted that she would find a seat. After feeling several groping hands from various business men that she batted away with the case of her violin, Ashley finally settled on a spot near the middle of the train. It seemed safe with all the people around. One slender hand clutched at a pole for support amidst the press of bodies as she leaned against it, hoping that some of the people would clear out soon so she could sit down. With nearly an hour to go before switching to another train, the young girl was eager to get home and relax. If this was how every day was going to be from now on, she figured it might have been a better idea to wait for the next train.

 

[Nyarly]

Since she was a little girl, Haley liked to ride the train. It was always nice feeling to sit in a comfy seat and watch the surroundings passing by. This didn't change as she got older and even know when she was 17, she still went by train often. However, something was different by now. Roughly one year ago, she had gained another appreciation for it and new hobby. Originally, it was just a small idea that came suddenly into her mind. A stupid idea, that most other people would have brushed off without seriously considering it. Not so Haley, who just went ahead with it. It was a wrong thing to do, absolutely immoral, nothing a decent person would do. And yet, she didn't feel guilty. Not the first time, not all the other times she did it and not now, while she was in the mood to do it again.

She looked over the train car. It was quite full-packed, but she didn't find what she was looking for. That happened quite often, but it was still rather disappointing. Haley considered switching the train at the next stop, when a girl came through the crowd and stopped near her, holding on a pole. It seemed that she had been in quite a hurry, probably came in in the last moment. She was quite young, but not overly so, and very pretty. She was perfect. A perfect victim.

Slowly, Haley stood up and went over to her. Her seat was quickly occupied again by another passenger, but she didn't care. The girl stood with the back to her, so she wouldn't be able to see here. That was good, as it would have been tricky to get in a better position through the crowd. Not that she minded, it was always more exciting when so many people were present. When Haley stood right behind her, she wrapped her arms around the girl, holding her tightly. Then she began to let her hands roam over her belly a bit, feeling her body under the cloth. It was always good to start slowly at first...

 

[Invalid Nickname]

The train roared down the track, mindless of it's destination. Ashley looked around cautiously at the other passengers, and felt the same about most of them. Businessmen, headed home after a long day of drudgery, eager to get back to their meager existances. She hoped to one day be good enough with her violin so as not to suffer the same fate as all of them. All the same, this new schedule would require careful preparation on her part if she was to suffer riding with them every day from now on.

The young teen let out a startled gasp of surprise as she felt those arms come around her. Her hands tightening their grip in response, one on the pole and the other on her violin case in preparation to bat away another pervert. That was until she realized that they werent a man's hands and she could feel a soft pair of breasts pressing against her back. Turning her head a bit, she looked up at the older girl behind her, a shy smile curling her lips.

"H... hi." She stammered a bit, still nervous with the crowd around them. "I suppose I'm better to grab onto than one of these perverts..." Ashley let out a bit of a giggle, never realizing that it was one of those perverts that had managed to get their hands on her.

 

[Nyarly]

It seemed that the girl took it very well. Nearly too well, actually. Non of the other girls reacted that way. The only explanation was...

Yeah, her response made it quite clear. She wasn't aware of the situation she was in. Was she really that naive? Did she think that only older businessmen are capable of something like this? If she were nicer, Haley would feel bad about doing that to someone so unaware. Then again, in that case she wouldn't do something like that in the first place.

Haley didn't loose her hold on the girl one bit. Slowly, she move a hand up to her chest, rubbing over the bulges in her shirt. They were small, smaller than Haley's when she was in that age. It's unlikely that she would develop a sizable chest like hers. She grabbed one of her breasts and massaged it a bit, feeling it under her shirt.