An Unexpected Detour (Nyarly and Minderbinder)

[Minderbinder]

The mass of bodies made her nearly want to throw up, a squirming sensation clawing at her stomach as she tried her best to wedge her small form through the throngs of people. They smelt like the city, grimy and smokey, as though they hadn't washed in weeks. Her nose would wrinkle just a bit as the stench reached her, a small scowl darkening the freshman's lips as she tried all the harder to reach the seemingly distant train. It had been this way for a couple of months now, ever since they'd moved to the city. Her parents no longer possessing a car, Anna was pretty much forced to take the train back home after clubs were finished. And while she knew that it was a necessity, that didn't mean the girl was thrilled about the predicament.

She'd continue to fight her way through the crowd, nearly having a bit of coffee spilled upon her white blouse when she bumped into one particular man. She'd been quick to recover however, mentally cursing herself for having worn a skirt as she continued to make her way forward. Soon, however, she'd be successful. Feeling as though she'd just swum a couple dozen miles, the girl would take in a breath of (somewhat) fresh air when she finally managed to push her way through the human wall that had just barred her way. She'd stumble through the open doors of the train, nearly tripping over her own two feet as she grabbed hold of the nearest pole she could find...milky-white hands clasping it tightly as her shoulders loosened just a tad. She'd let her eyes wander just a tad as she waited for the train to finally start, her doe-like emerald eyes taking in the crowded confines. A stray hand would reach up, fiddling with her mahogany-colored hair just a tad. She'd pulled it back into a braid today, of which she was glad. She'd lost count of the number times it'd been caught up in the crowds in the past...

 

[Nyarly]

It's been a while since that all started. A bit less than a year, actually. But somehow, it never got boring. It was just as exciting as it was when she did it for the first time. Originally, it was just a dumb little idea, that came to her mind quickly. But it refused to go away and the more she had thought about it, the more she liked the idea. She couldn't even feel guilty, not when she did it for the first time, not every time she did it afterwards. It was just too much fun.

As usual, she sat in a train, which was pretty crowded at the time. She sat there for quite a while, waiting for a suitable victim to appear. On some days, it took hours, sometimes she had no luck at all, but she was patient. Her eyes wandered around the train, every time it arrives at a new stop, looking if somebody she looked for had entered. It wasn't always easy with so many passengers present, but it was better that way. It wasn't so obvious what she did and even the people who noticed never did anything. Also, finding a seat was pretty much impossible, forcing her victims to stand. Really, the crowd was her biggest friend.

Finally, she sees her. A young girl entered the train near her seat, grabbing a pole beside her. She was close to Kim's age, maybe a bit younger, and very pretty. In other words, she was her kind of girl, exactly what she was looking for. As soon, as the train started moving, Kim got up from her seat and slowly made her way through the crowd. By now, she was used to it, so it wasn't so hard to get through and behind the girl. With a quick movement, she out her arms around her and embraced her tightly, a small smile on her lips. That promised to be fun...

 

[Minderbinder]

For the next couple of minutes Anna would let her mind wander just a bit, trying her best to ignore the air thick with sweaty bodies as she kept a tight grip over the pole. So caught up in her thoughts she'd barely even notice the older girl slowly making her way through crowd, approaching Anna with a certain look in her eye. A small yawn would escape the young lady's lips as she absentmindedly glanced out the window, a small frown soon dotting them as she watched the train begin to move.

And then she felt someone grab her.

The girl would nearly leap into the air as she felt the hands link around her, hands digging tightly into her stomach. Eyes would widen, almost immediately thinking that'd be some fat sweaty businessman. And yet, she was quick to realize that wasn't the case. Her face would turn a deep shade of red as she glanced over her should, laying eyes upon the older girl who now held her tightly. "...u-uh, I...I think you have the wrong person?"

W-what was this?

 

[Nyarly]

She stayed like that for a short while, holding the girl tightly and watching her reactions. Her victims reacted in various different ways. Some got paralyzed by fear, a a few started screaming and tried to resist, others were merely confuse at first, whether they just didn't think that a girl would do something like that or didn't understood what happened at all. This one seemed to belong to the latter category.

Wrong person? No, she certainly got the right one. But Kim didn't say anything to the girl, she held into her arms with a strong grip. But slowly, she began to move one hand upwards, over the cloth of her blouse, and then quickly grabbed one of her breasts, squeezing it firmly, while she still held her with her other arm.