"O-Okay then," Fuuka gulped, taken back a bit at Minako's forwardness. Not being the only one naked seemed to raise Minako's spirits greatly. She now stood fully straight, arms free to her sides, instead of hunched and covering like she had been. Even so, the red tinge in her cheeks reminded Fuuka how much she was asking of Minako. It was time to make the most of it, while they still could.
"Let's get started, for real this time," Fuuka said, readying her camera.
"Where do you want me?" Minako asked.
"Let's see..." Fuuka said, looking at what they had to offer. "I think... the jungle gym."
Minako looked where Fuuka indicated. A large cube of bars, more than twice her height. More suitable for children, of course, but the bars were far enough apart that there was plenty of space, provided she watched her head. However, the bars themselves were fairly thin... strategic positioning would be required. Maybe she shouldn't have told Fuuka to go all out from the start. "Okay," she said, climbing into the structure. "So, should I be hanging? Or..."
"Climb to the second level, on this side, please," Fuuka instructed, making her way to the slide on the structure, and climbing up the first few steps.
"Like this?" Minako asked, turning to face Fuuka.
"Almost," Fuuka said, pointing the camera at Minako. "Move a little to the left so that you're in the center of the square, and then spread your arms further out,"
Minako complied. Though she felt uneasy under the camera's gaze, the sight of Fuuka naked as she was helped ease the tension. The promise that she would have her own fun later surely helped as well.
"Now, lean back a little... A bit more so that the bar's in place... perfect!" Fuuka instructed. She couldn't believe what she was doing, but she also couldn't deny the results. This may just work out after all! The pose was good... there was only one thing left. "Now, try and put on your best prisoner face, Minako-chan."
"'Prisoner' face? What do you mean?" Minako asked, confused yet curious.
"The face of a condemned criminal in jail." Fuuka clarified. "That is... um... pretend you're on Death Row, but you didn't commit the crime you were accused of. And to make matters worse, your execution is coming up! You could be angry, desperate..."
Minako suddenly gasped, her eyes going wide and face turning pale.
"Oh, fear! An excellent choice!" Fuuka cheered, snapping some pictures with her camera.
"No, I mean, behind you!" Minako screamed, pointing at her.
"Ah?" Fuuka gasped, whirling around and nearly losing her balance on the steps, only to see that they had been caught unawares by-
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