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Rated: GC · Interactive · Adult · #2005649

The ladies of the Final Fantasy franchise find themselves subject to ENF situations.

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Chapter #7

Her dress sphere began to malfunction

    by: faith Author IconMail Icon
Yuna's voice faltered slightly as she heard the radio earpiece she had hidden in her left ear come to life.

"Yuna, we have a problem..." Shinra, the child genius who created the garment grid, said into her ear.

Yuna recovered quickly, doing a little twirl and sang into her microphone, before wiggling her hips while whispering into her radio. "Shinra, I'm in the middle of a routine! Whatever it is, deal with it and let me finish!"

"That's just it! Your dress sphere is going crazy! It might pop you into a new outfit any minute!" Shinra said.

"Then fix it! If I change I'll deal with it and carry on! Stop distracting me!!" Yuna hissed, before returning completely to her performance.

"What's the problem?" Paine asked over the radio.

Yuna grit her teeth. Apparently they hadn't bothered to turn off the connection. Making the most of the situation, she moved to the center of the stage and began her big solo number, letting the familiar words drum out the annoying chatter.

"Something is...invading the garment grid! I dunno how else to describe it. It reminds me of the readings we saw back when Lenne started taking over Yuna's movements and personality. But this is different...maybe stronger." Shinra said.

"So if its like Lenne, then you have a way to stop it, right? Some kind of firewall to prevent it from affecting Yunnie?" Rikku piped in.

"How exactly would I make something like that?" Shinra asked.

"You built the damn thing! Can't you do something??"

"I'm just a kid." Shinra said, offering his standard excuse for technical issues.

Yuna was on her last verse when she was blinded by white light. Crap, the dress sphere was activating! Already her clothes and skin were glowing a blinding white as peals of ribbon like energy spread out around her form. Yuna held her note. She could just treat this like part of the show, though the situation made her blush. Most of her other outfits were, to her chagrin, much more skimpy than the one she currently had on. Shinra was going to get an ear full when this was over. Still, she posed dramatically and let the transformation wash over her.

All the clapping and cheering stopped dead as her song ended. Yuna waited, waited, but no applause came. Instead there were a scattering of stunned murmurs. Then shocked whispering. A few people started clap and woof whistle. But soon enough the overwhelming sound was a rising cacophony of shocked and mocking laughter. And almost in time with the noise the darkened theater hall seemed to come alive with flashing lights. People had been taking pictures all along, but now it seemed that literally everyone who had a camera was using it.

Yuna frowned in puzzlement. This was not at all the expected reaction. Urgh. Her new outfit must be something really stupid looking. But what? It obviously wasn't the giant moogle costume. Too much exposed skin. Speaking of...it felt particularly drafty in here...

Yuna looked down. And screamed. She found herself wearing something akin to her typical adventure's suit. She had her holster and her gun belt, her necklace and braids, her arm bands and boots. What she didn't have was her shirt, half-skirt, shorts, or underwear. In every way that mattered to her modesty or the audience, she was very naked.

Yuna screamed and covered exposed breasts and pussy. Like a deer caught in headlights, she stared in horrified silence at the audience. The crowd loved it, and the laughter rose ever higher. Panic set in and she began to dash around the stage. Alas, there was no escape. La Blanche was reusing the set from her faked Yuna concert. Yuna was standing on a luminscent stage made of magical energy, being projected from a large floating machina hovering three stories up. There was no way to escape as long as the damn thing hung in midair like this! Worse, every stage light continued to shine on her, exposing every inch of her naked body to the excited thousands in the stand. Above and below her massive jumobotron like screens were happily displaying close ups of her nudity from every possible angle imaginable. And worst of all, Yuna's humiliation was being projected directly to every city and settlement in Spira! For all intents and purposes, Lady Yuna was standing completely naked in front of the entire planet!

"No! No! No!" Yuna wailed. "Sh-Shinraaaaaaa!"

"Oh, yeah, now you want my help- OW!" Shinra quipped.

"Don't be a snot!" Paine snapped. "Fix the sphere grid!"

"Trying to! This might take awhile, though!"

"Then shut down the power! Or cut the feed! I'm naked out here!" Yuna screamed, at last falling to her knees, raising them up to her chin so that her legs and sitting position would hide the view of her sex, breasts, and ass as much as possible. Some in the audience booed and made known their disappointment. Others found this move all the more hilarious. Yuna felt her face might melt from the heat of her blush.

"You don't know what your saying. This is all done with ancient machina. We barely know how the things work! No one can cut the power except the ones who set it up. So we'll need La Blanche's help with all this. And so far she hasn't responded!" Shinra said.

"Then we get her out of there. NOW!" Paine declared. "Come on blondie!"

You have the following choices:

1. Is this a ghostly possession, like Lenne?

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2. Is this some other kind of glitch?

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