There is little that will put the kibosh on an orgy like one of the participants suddenly vanishing into thin air. Even though the Super Sexy Sailor Soldiers were pretty much always ready for a bit of a tumble, they had their heads screwed on enough that they didn’t ignore something like that to get on with getting other parts of them screwed instead. Moon in particular was frantically looking around the room for their missing friend, while the other two were more focused on Ami, who was busy tapping away at her computer.
“I can’t find her anywhere!” Moon yelled. She was peering around the equipment while instinctively adopting some rather provocative poses that were serving as little more than a distraction. A distraction that they could do without right now, thank you very much. “Do you think Lady Prude has taken her?”
“No,” Mercury answered, her eyes never wavering from the fast stream of text before them. “This doesn’t fit her mode of operation. None of the equipment in this room could cause any form of spontaneous dispersion, nor is there any trace of arcana that could transfer location. Instead, it is more as though she has transferred into n-dimensional space, which is far beyond our current comprehension of Lady Prude’s abilities.”
Sailor Moon stopped in her tracks, and gave the most adorable blank look right at Mercury. It made Venus momentarily - just for half a second - forget that they should be more worried about their friend suddenly vanishing.
Mars sighed and rolled her eyes. “She means that Lady Prude probably didn’t have anything to do with it. She’s probably in a whole other universe. If you weren’t so hot, you’d never get anywhere in life.”
“Oh, yeah?” Moon pouted and stomped her foot thrice in quick succession. “In that case, no paddle tonight!”
Venus giggled a little bit to herself, rather enjoying the show of the two of them having an argument like this. It wasn’t mean spirited or anything like that, in spite of what it looked like. They didn’t hate each other, far from it! This was just their own means of foreplay and nothing more. Not to mention that it would give them a good chance to get distracted from the stress of what had just happened while Mercury got on with figuring it out. It was probably Queen Beryl again, using some convoluted trick to -
“Who’s Beryl?” Venus suddenly asked aloud. The thought had just felt right before, but the more she thought about it the more she realised that she hadn’t the faintest damn clue of who Queen Beryl was. Except… She had this sort of image in her head of a creepy-looking redhead with the kind of crazy eyes that would curdle milk at twenty paces. It was a whole other kind of evil than Lady Prude, except that Venus had never actually encountered this person before.
“Uh… I don’t know and have no idea how that has anything to do with anything,” Moon said. “Are you feeling alright, Venus?”
“I’m fine,” she lied. Really though, she was just confused. Beryl felt almost synonymous with “evil” in her mind, in much the same way that Lady Prude did. She tried to push through it and get refocused, but her mind simply wasn’t letting her - Ugh! She really had to get laid, otherwise she’d never be able to think straight!
“Ooooh, yeah,” Mars suddenly gasped, and Venus had to rush forward to catch her. “That’s the stuff! Oh, baby!”
“You gonna share that with the rest of class?” Moon asked with a quirked eyebrow.
“N-Not sure that I can,” Mars replied. Her lovely legs were trembling a little, and there was only one thing that could make her do that. “That felt like… Like Jupiter!”
“I’d say that it should have,” Mercury interrupted, pointing her computer directly at Mars. “The effect on your physiology matches what happens whenever she uses her Supreme Thunder Makeout. Which is obviously impossible, since she’s not here… Unless, of course, there’s a connection of some sort to someone that she has used it on, for example an alternative Mars.”
That all went a little bit over Venus’s head, and obviously Moon’s as well. Not that either one of them would dare admit to it out loud, but Mercury noticed it anyway. Luckily, Mars seemed to pick up on their confusion, and between pants of overwhelming pleasure said, “Like in <i>Sliders</i>.”
“Ohhhhhh!” both Moon and Venus nodded in understanding.
“Right,” Mercury said. “There’s no telling what sort of universe Jupiter has found herself in. Anything could be different. In a worst-case scenario she might even be in a world in which Lady Prude has… Won.”
That thought was completely chilling. Lady Prude victorious? A world where all the guys were stuffy recluses that were obsessed with work, the girls were all prim and proper and spent all their time chained to the sink. No fun. No freedom of expression. Nothing but… Boredom. Carefully maintained lifeless soulless existence. It wasn’t a world worth thinking about, but that could very well be where Jupiter was at this very moment!
“In that case,” Moon firmly said. Her tone had undergone that subtle change again. No longer merely thinking about sex or being afraid. This was the part of her that knew how to stand up and lead. “We’d better get her back… And while we’re there, we’d better make sure that Lady Prude is put in her place! If we gotta pervify those other worlds, we’ll do it!”
“Uh… I’m not sure ‘pervify’ is a word…”
“It is now! Come on, Mercury! Figure out a way to get us back to Jupiter!”
“As with all things,” Mercury said, gently brushing her hair out of her eyes. “An orgy will suffice in solving the problem. Follow my instructions, and we can fuck our way through the multiverse.”
“Never underestimate the potency of sex magic,” Mars sagely advised. “It’s fun, but it’s also rather insanely powerful.”
“Less talk, more snu-snu!” Venus demanded, tugging at her uniform to reveal her immaculately curvaceous figure. “If getting our rocks off is necessary to finding our missing friend, then get our rocks off we shall!”
“With great gusto!” Moon enthusiastically declared, mimicking Venus’s actions. All three of the others immediately paused to watch the impromptu striptease, because the sight of Sexy Soldier Sailor Moon’s naked bod was enough to make water boil. “Oh! Since Jupiter isn’t here to follow up on her dibs, Dragon Shirt is all mine.”
Their concern for their friend might well override the concerns of their libido, but should those two needs dovetail in such a manner? Neither heaven nor earth could prevent them from indulging.
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Within the anime-verse, there was tremendous confusion among the Sailor Scouts. First, their new ally Venus had fainted. Now Mars had taken a turn as well! Naturally, their first instinct was to crowd around her to see what they could do to help, but Mercury was able to interject in time to prevent them from doing anything that might inhibit her ability to breathe.
Not that it mattered too much given that after a few moments Sailor Mars very nearly accidentally headbutted Mercury, who was just leaning in to examine her when Mars suddenly sat up without any warning at all.
“Oh, thank goodness,” Moon sighed in relief. “Are you alright? I hope that doesn’t mean it’s my turn to faint now.”
“We should probably get into somewhere less open,” Jupiter advised. “Those freaks might return if they think we’re weak enough to be picked off.”
Yes, Mars thought. That sounded like a good plan. She blinked and nodded in agreement, then hauled herself up to her feet. Jupiter lent herself to lean upon, and they very quickly found a place where they could transform back into their civilian identities. It didn’t stop Rei from feeling completely humiliated by what had just happened to her. Whatever that was, it couldn’t be helped. She pinched the bridge of her nose, and began to concentrate on developing a countermeasure, replaying the incident through her mind. Which brought up one immediate contradiction pretty much immediately.
How the hell did they get outside? The last thing she remembered was storming that goofy-looking place, trying to claim it for the Empire and then some slutty version of Jupiter up and kisses her - Then the most overwhelming pleasure ever. And outside. Come to think of it, looking at her friends… There was none of the muscle. None of the typical cruelty she expected to see in their eyes. In a situation like this, they would have been primarily concerned with getting her out of there, maybe belittle her for falling for such an attack or try at least to find out what had happened…
Except. That during the attack, she distinctly remembered there being more lookalikes present. Their armour had looked more like some sort of fetish schoolgirl outfit, tiny impractical skirts and leotards. Virtually no protection, no weapons to speak of. Completely impractical.
So it was slowly dawning on Soldier Rei that she had been captured by the enemy. Were they planning on brainwashing her? Or… She looked at her own arms. No definition. None of the hard-earned muscle that she had built up over the years. This wasn’t her body! This was some other Rei’s body! Which meant… This was an opportunity for a small spot of reconnaissance. Discover all that she could, then escape and report back to Supreme Commander Moon. Soldier Rei hid her smirk to the best of her ability, and carefully listened in to the conversation in progress….
- The Sexy Sailor Scouts are split up by their orgy ritual.
- The Sexy Sailor Scouts wind up together, and find themselves in a prudish universe. Time to pervify!
- Anime Rei’s consciousness winds up in Soldier Rei’s body.
- Manga Usagi attempts to go on a date with Mamoru, but they are attacked by youma from one of the other universes.
- Something else
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