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The world came back into focus gradually, drip by drip, flicker by flicker, clap by clap. She was in the bathroom. She was sitting in the water. She was smiling. Her hands were on her breasts. She felt <i>wonderful</i>. Akane blinked and looked down at her reflection in the water. She felt a strange sense of power and beauty was staring back at her, but... also something else. Something -
“So what do you do for an encore?”
Akane’s head snapped up, and she looked her elder sister dead in the eyes. The sound of applauding from earlier was apparently not just some figment of her imagination, given the slow and steady sarcastic and lazy clap adopted by Nabiki as she leaned against the far off wall. Akane blinked again, and her vision refocused upon the tripod pointed into the bath and the camera resting atop it.
Camera?!
“You know, you really should have flipped the sign,” Nabiki said, stepping forward to pick up and pocket her camera. “Anyone could’ve walked in to see that little display. I wonder what Ranma would have made of it?”
“N-Nabiki, you didn’t… You wouldn’t… You <i>couldn’t</i>!”
“Then again, I suppose you did have other things on your mind. Same sort of thing the boys at school will be thinking about after getting hold of this.”
Akane twitched. Then she rose to her feet. Then she was moving forward, reaching for Nabiki before she could scurry out of the room. Fast though the middle Tendo may be, Akane was a martial artist; she did sports on a regular basis for fun and though she was perhaps still a little bit clumsy in certain other ways, this girl could move. Nowhere near as fast as Ranma, but certainly faster than any non-martial artist. She strode the three steps worth of distance between them, reaching out as Nabiki turned to look back -
And then her new centre of balance caught up with her, and Akane felt herself falling, falling to the ground in a manner most undignified, in the process dragging Nabiki down with her as she attempted to compensate and minimise the pain she would feel. How best to do that? Well, ask any professional wrestler and they’d tell you. Spread out the impact. Land flat on the back with arms and legs splayed. The force is spread out, thus ensuring it doesn’t all hit a single point and damage it alone. Any martial art as esoteric as Anything Goes has to deal with situations like this, for who knows what the opponent might try? If you can’t land properly, it’s an obvious weakness your opponent can take advantage of. Therefore, Akane twisted around as she fell to the ground, landed on her back and thus was able to sit up and take stock of herself with minimal damage. Even the great weight that made her trip in the first place wasn’t nearly enough to make it significantly worse. Though now that she was in this position it did feel heavier for some reason. Why did-
Looking down revealed the answer. Somehow in the fall, Akane had inadvertantly pulled Nabiki’s face directly into her cleavage. It was an odd sight to behold. Not a bit of her face was visible. Only the pageboy hair and the back of her head. The rest was covered by the two mountains from which the entrapping valley was forged. Stranger still, her arms were dangling by her side, hands trailing upon the floor. In fact, it was almost as if her entire body had gone limp. Akane fearfully gripped her sister’s shoulders and pulled her out (with an oddly pleasant plop sound accompanying the action). “Nabiki! Are you alright? I didn’t hurt you, did I?”
“Nnnooo,” Nabiki slurred, her head lolling forward almost involuntarily. “Not hurrrrt… Feel strange… Hard… to… uh… Uh…”
It took Akane a moment to realise what was going on, mostly because she was so concerned for her sister. Had she struck her head on the way down? She’d best check the back of her head for signs of injury! First step, pull her carefully down and check for blood. Second step, pull Nabiki’s face out of her cleavage again, because she dove in almost like a gravitational force gave an irresistible tug. Step three, get very worried about that uncharacteristically goofy grin and blank expression.
Step four. Realise what’s going on upon following Nabiki’s sleepy line of sight. Akane leaned back. She leaned side to side. Nabiki leaned with her, her gaze shifting with a contented sigh and an expression more thoroughly glazed than the last time Akane tried making a pot roast.
“Titnosis,” Akane said with final understanding. “I’ve accidentally titnotised you.”
“Huh? Whasat?” Nabiki said, starting to blink quite rapidly. “I… I think I’m starting to feel better now. I - Mph!”
It was a strange and sudden impulse, but even though her heart was racing and even though she knew she should not be doing this… She just couldn’t stop. Akane pulled Nabiki’s head back into her voluptuous valley, and felt Nabiki almost immediately going limp in her arms. Soon enough she didn’t even have to hold the head in place. It simply nestled there. Like it belonged.
“There, there,” Akane said, stroking Nabiki’s hair. “Just relax, and listen to your little sis for once. Okay? Just relax, and let all your worries melt away. Let me take good care of you, and listen to what I have to say.”
After about a minute of gently repeating similar ideas, Nabiki’s head was extracted and she sat silently in place, eyes half closed. Somehow Akane knew that she was fully under now. Somehow she knew that Nabiki would take anything she said at face value… And obey without question.
So, what now?
“First of all, I want you to destroy the film in that camera and never speak of what happened in here again. Got it? Get to it!”
“I cannot obey,” Nabiki replied breathily. “There is no film in this camera. I would never have sold pictures of you while you were in the bath. I just wanted to tease you a little bit, make you squirm.”
Right. Okay then. That actually led rather neatly into realising what else she should say here. “You just had an epiphany,” Akane said, deliberately pressing her breasts together with her upper arms. The pose made Nabiki squeal in delight. “From now on, you will use all that ruthless cunning to help people instead of teasing them. No more blackmail. No more selling picture of me or Ranma. You will help your little sister in anything she asks of you. And above all else, you will think that my new breasts are impressive, and not at all suspicious. Got it?”
A slow nod indicated instructions were understood. Akane smiled, but now she was left with a whole new question. What now?
More instructions.
Try a little body morphing.
Snap Nabiki out of it and test out instructions.
Instruct Nabiki to snap out of it once she leaves the room, then get dressed and leave.
P-Chan wanders into the room.
Something else.
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