She was awake, so she sat up. It was a strange thing, but now that she was in the real world she could see it for what it was. It felt real in a way that dreams didn’t, and Sailor Moon felt rather glad to be back.
All around her, the others were blinking themselves awake. Sailor Moon gave a little stretch that she imagined was innocent.
“That was far too close for comfort,” Luna observed, staring up at her. “You all very nearly succumbed to your lusts and transformed into evil succubi.”
She stared down at the cat, remembering the final moments of sleep. Evil succubi. No. Looking at her girls and thinking about herself, <i>evil succubi</i> didn’t describe them. Not even remotely. Her gaze flicked up towards the other feline presence in the room, and she understood why Luna was struggling to maintain this form for just a little while longer.
The poor dear was obviously in pain, and disguising it as concern for what had happened. So, while the other girls were still recovering, she reached down and stroked Luna under the chin while Artemis watched with relief in his eyes.
“It’s all thanks to you, Luna. If it hadn’t been for your warning, I shudder to think what might have happened. Thanks to your warning, the Sailor Scouts are not evil whatchamacallits.”
“Succubi,” Ami provided.
“No thanks,” Sailor Moon replied. “I’m not hungry.”
The girls giggled a little at that, and Artemis shook his head in final relief. Dropping his guard in the process. He didn’t even notice when Sailor Moon blew a kiss at him, until he was already falling asleep.
“We’re not evil,” she said, leaning over the sleeping white cat. “Just a little naughty, is all.”
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Ami was staring at her skin. It was so fascinating. Well. Human biology had always been a fascinating topic at some level or other, but now it held an entirely new kind of fascination. Sexual matters had never been at the forefront of her thoughts before, but now things were a little different.
Don’t get her wrong, of course. It wasn’t like sex was the only thing she was capable of thinking about. No, dear goodness, no. She could remember what it was like when this power had corrupted her way of thinking. Everything was sex, sex, sex. Now she could see that not everything had to have erotic undertones. Just… Most things.
Unlike how she was earlier, Ami could still think about things. Complex mathematical equations, a few practical experiments she’d like to perform. Some of those experiments had sexual connotations, but honestly most of them were things she would have done before as the shy girl that buried herself in her studies.
Still. She did kind of want to get laid. It wasn’t an immediate concern, per se. More like… More like a hunger. Not ravenous or anything, just… As if she’d missed a meal. Yes. That seemed about right.
“Ami,” Sailor Moon said from her position on the floor, gently stroking Artemis’ sleeping body. “I need to know more about what happened to us.”
“Of course, my Queen,” Ami answered, giving a slight bow in the process. “I shall provide the necessary data immediately.”
She transformed into Sailor Mercury, and the process was practically orgasmic. There was always that rush of power before, but this time it was tinged with something else, something electric and exciting and - Naughty. The word sent a thrill down her spine. Naughty. Yes. She’d been nice all her life. Time to be a little bit on the naughty side, and why not?
Once the change was complete, she looked down at herself. Nothing obviously different that she could see. Interesting. Same tight leotard, same tiny skirt that was really impractical for fighting purposes but gave the uniform that distinctive recognisable flair… The Mercury Computer wasn’t much different either. Had they really been changed at all, or was it only this lingering feeling of sexuality?
The answer came to her pretty quickly after performing a brief analysis, and that answer was “Hell yes, they’d been changed.”
“No doubt about it,” Mercury said. “We’re all succubi. Capable of drawing nourishment by sexual activity. In fact, we’re more efficient at that than we are at doing so by digesting food.”
“Oh,” Rei said. “Then I should exorcise us, before the corruption takes our minds again!”
“I don’t think that would work,” Mercury explained. “It looks like the powers we had before have fully integrated into our normal power set. We’re stuck like this!”
“Oh, no!” Minako gasped. “I don’t mind the shapechanging, but poor Rei and Makoto! I don’t wanna see Rei turn into a mindless nympho again!”
“You didn’t seem to mind a little earlier,” Makoto said, rolling her eyes. “And if I couldn’t control my power already, you guys would be tripping over yourselves to get a little action.”
“Makoto’s right,” Ami agreed, continuing to quickly read and interpret the fast-scrolling data output. “Her power seems to be ‘off’ right now. As is Rei’s, and… I think we all have some degree of control over our new gifts. Right now I’m more worried about how our minds have been changed.”
“Our minds have been - Great! I knew this was too good to be true. We’re not gonna start seducing everyone we meet and turning them into sex slaves or something like that, are we?”
“I don’t think so,” Ami said. “I’m seeing a much heightened libido, but it seems to be tied to our ‘hunger’. What’s more, I think our sexual inhibitions are diminishing by the second, and - Minako! You could at least pay attention!”
“Sorry,” Minako said, staring at Rei in rather an obvious manner. Oh, dear. It didn’t take a genius with the power to see a person’s personal perversions to get what was on her mind. “I was just struck by the way Rei’s lips were looking today. So enticing…”
“Oh, no! You get away from me!” Rei cried, not quite putting up as much of a fight as she intended. Really, that was a problem she was going to have to deal with. She was trying to draw from her passions to push Minako away, and that was exactly the wrong thing to do. Drawing on her passions would allow her tremendous physical advantages, but it would also make her rather horny as she did so. Therefore, it was just a little bit counterintuitive.
“Ahem!” Makoto interjected, slamming her hand down on the table. “I should think that we should hear what else Ami has to say. Then we can have an orgy. Ugh! What am I saying?!”
“It’s your inhibitions,” Ami said. “Don’t worry about it.” Not like she will be in a minute at this rate. Goodness. Might be best to speed this up a little. “There’s only one other big change I’ve noticed. It looks like we have an additional form we can transform into. It appears to have the same disguise spell effect as our regular sailor uniforms, but I don’t know what it actually looks like. I think it might be best to think of that as our ‘succubus form’. We may need to experiment with that, but right now I really need to take Makoto up on that offer for an orgy.”
While the four girls cast their clothes and the last shreds of their inhibitions to the side, their Queen knelt with a sleeping white cat and a freshly transformed (and naked) young woman, who were collaborating on manipulating that feline’s dreams…
But little did any of them know that the change had been noticed. Someone had detected a shift in the cosmic balance. Someone that might have normally given the Sailor Scouts a pass, but now… Now they were number one on their hit list.
- A group that is fanatically devoted to killing monsters.
- Another group of magical girls that specialised in enslaving succubi.
- Queen of the Succubi. She’s annoyed that Usagi could one day rival her in power.
- Some other person/group.
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