Komi's Poorly Thought-Out Plan

Komi's heart thumped in her chest as she squirmed in her seat. All around her were people, friends, but all she could see them as were potential sources of relief. She thought that getting her body and mind enhanced would make it easier for her to be outgoing; she thought that if she was unbelievably attractive and flirtatious that she would be able to get over her hangups with ease.

But she neglected to account for the fact that all of the reprogramming in the world, both physical and mental, couldn't save her from the near-instinctual fear she felt at interaction. Her groin burned with need, and her nipples brushed uncomfortably against the overstimulating fabric of her uniform; she'd tried to seek relief with her fingers, and with toys, but none of it soothed her primal urge for companionship with another.

Normally, Tadano's unending well of kindness and consideration warmed her heart, but for once it was filling her with frustration. He REFUSED to indulge her, refused to even humor the idea of giving her relief. "You're not in your right mind." He claimed --- and he was right. But Komi had CHOSEN to be like this, so it was fine. She just didn't know how to communicate that to him.

Swollen, useless bimbo lips sucked on nothing but the air between them. She just had to make it through the day; maybe, if she threw herself on some street corner somewhere, fate would smile on her and give her a way to get relief. Once her mind was clear, she could figure out how she was gonna fix this. She'd just have to hope that she didn't enjoy her method of relief TOO much...