***Note all characters are over 18 and this story takes place on a college campus***
Scott sat back in his chair, face aglow from his computer screen in the darkness of his college dorm room. It was done. Or, at least, he hoped it was. He'd been working on this project for the better part of the year, and now he was in the final stages. All that was left was to test it. This really was the crash and burn or fly high moment. Sure, he could always keep trying, but this had drained him and really, he'd tried everything. He just didn't know where else to go or what else to do if this didn't work.
Grabbing his phone, he plugged it into the computer and began to download the new app he'd created.
X-Ra(y)ted
. It was supposed to tap into the phone's cameras and software as well as some untapped hardware, and if his coding was right... it would allow him to see through people's clothes. The x-rays weren't strong enough to go deeper than that, and truth be told, he thought that if the clothes were thick enough, he probably wouldn't be able to penetrate them completely. But... it should be enough for the regular shirts and pants and even underwear that people wore. At least, that's what it was supposed to do.
He sat watching the screen as it showed him the progress until finally he got the notification that the download was complete.
Scott unplugged the phone and navigated to the app, a small black square with a white ribcage icon. Tapping it, the app opened. The screen went black for a moment and then the icon filled the screen, a red line moving up and down slowly like it was scanning the image. After a few seconds, that screen disappeared and a version of the camera view appeared. Along the bottom was a sliding bar. Moving it left or right would control the amount of opacity and transparency. A double tap of the circular control button would take a picture. It was simple. Clean. And it appeared to be just a regular camera application.
This was the moment of truth. He pointed the camera at his jeans. It was like looking through glass. Nothing different. Tapping the sliding button, he moved his thumb along the screen from the far left to the right. At first, it didn't seem like anything was happening and Scott's stomach started to twist. But after a seconds delay, he saw the view of his jeans begin to lighten and then disappear to show his skin beneath. There was still an eerie sort of purple glow that registered the clothes he was looking through, but it worked. He moved the camera around and, with only a slight blip of delay, the jeans vanished. It was even looking through his boxers, adding another soft glowing layer that was more magenta, denoting the layers of clothing he was looking through.
Closing the app, Scott let himself heave a deep sigh of relief. It worked. It fucking worked! His first test was a success. But he still needed to refine and do some more testing. The delay was a bit annoying, but it was similar to the old delay digital cameras had. That could be tweaked. Now, he needed to find out just how well the app worked. Live testing was the best way to figure that out... and if it worked like he wanted... then things were going to be very fun.
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Scott's first stop was the pool on the college campus. It was almost noon and the girls' college swim team was in the middle of practice. The sharp smell of chlorine made Scott's nose itch as he walked up into the bleachers. A few people were milling around, waiting on friends or partners, watching practice or just hanging out and doing some schoolwork. He went up to the back wall and near the corner of the bleachers where he had a good view of the entire pool and the girls quickly swimming from end to end.
The girls' suits were one piece's, tight and shiny blue with white trim. The school colors. Scott watched for a minute, following them with his eyes as they did their laps, only coming up for air, split seconds at best as he observed them. When the girls were nearing their last lap, the coach blew their whistle and shouted that the girls needed to finish. Scott pulled out his phone and brought up the app.
If anyone looked at him, they'd probably think he was taking video or pictures. And that was pretty close to the truth. He could still be labeled as a creep for that, but if he was careful, they might just think he was playing some game or texting. But how people looked at him or what they thought of him was really the farthest thing from his mind.
Focusing the camera on the edge of the pool where the girls were quickly grabbing hold and pulling themselves up, he zoomed in so close it was like he was right next to them. The quality was good, a little grainy, but he could fix that by getting a newer phone with a better camera.
X-Ra(y)ted
should work on any phone that had an advanced camera.
One of the girls pulled herself out of the pool, dripping streams of water down her arms and legs, dyed blue hair short and goggles tight on her face.
Scott aimed the camera at her, shifted the scale and the girl's tight blue suit vanished. The girl's breasts were small, just little hand fulls. She had dark, small nipples. Her stomach was toned and firm, her pussy smooth and with dark pink protruding lips that were pressed flat. It was a little strange seeing how tightly the breasts and pussy were compressed when the clothes weren't visible. But it was also erotic.
She turned to address another girl that was getting out of the pool and Scott got a full view of her back and ass. There was a large DNA design that ran the length of her back that he wouldn't have known about had he not been using the app. He quickly tapped the button and took a picture. When she turned back again, giving him a view of her full front, he took another picture.
The girl behind blue hair was a bit more curvy with long chestnut hair, chest more pronounced with perky nipples that were smashed tight against her invisible suit. Her pussy was puffy, with a little bit of hair. Scott felt his cock getting hard as he moved from girl to girl, seeing their various bodies. Pussy's smooth and hairy, tight innies and plump lipped. There was even one girl that had her nipples pierced, which was something he'd never have suspected from a girl on the swim team.
It was like watching a live porn or a nudist event. To the regular eye, they were all in tight, wet swimsuits, but when he panned the camera over them, they were as naked as the day they were born. He held down the button, allowing him to film a short clip as he scanned each girl, and then landed on the coach. She was a tall woman with long brunette hair, wearing a loose collared blue shirt and khaki shorts. When Scott focused on her, he got a bit of a surprise. Her breasts were heavy, large light pink nipples, plump and lovely. Between her legs, her pussy was a pronounced smooth slit and had a clit piercing with a little charm on it that looked like a spade, pressing against her labia. It looked like Coach Summers was a BBC lover.
His erection pressed against his pants, and he had to resist the urge to adjust himself. It didn't look like anyone was watching him, but he didn't want to get caught touching himself while looking at the girls' swim team. That was a quick way to get kicked out or even reprimanded by the administration.
Taking a few more quick pictures, Scott closed the app. He sat for a moment until his erection was under control and then got up and left, heading for his next destination and test. Swimsuits were fairly easy. They were already thin and add in the water, that just made them stretch tighter and thinner still. Now he needed some more regular clothes, if still slightly thin.
Scott headed towards the outdoor volleyball courts.
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Much like the pool, there were bleachers on either side of the sand filled volleyball courts. Students lingered around watching or doing various activities as the girls practiced on one court and boys on another. Scott sat on the bleachers closest to the girls' court and pulled out his phone.
Out under the sun, the women's volleyball team was deep in practice. Similar to the swim team, these girls weren't wearing all that much. They had on long sleeve polyester shirts that were tight against them, with slashes of white and blue as well as their numbers on the back of their jerseys. Their bottoms were small shorts that barely covered their asses. It was a wonder they called them uniforms. They looked more like something someone would wear in a porno.
A girl jumped high up and slapped the incoming ball (her jersey read 88) sending it flying back over the net at breakneck speed. She landed in a puff of sand and grit, her tits bouncing in her shirt. Scott quickly opened
X-Ra(y)ted
and pointed his camera at her as subtly as he could.
Her breasts were slightly compressed, the size of cantaloupes with massive nipples that were dark at the center and got lighter outward. Her stomach was tight and defined with a four-pack of abs. Positioned the way she was, Scott could see her firm ass, the glow of the outline of her bottoms showing they were tight along the bottom third of her cheeks. Along her lower back, just over her ass crack and just below the waist of her bottoms, was a tattoo; scrawling elegant letters that read "It Takes Two".
Scott nearly dropped his phone. Did that mean what he thought it did? What else could it mean?
