Story: NGE Drive

It was quite one thing being horny enough that the painting over there was looking pretty damn inviting. It was quite one thing that her entire body felt completely sensitive. It was quite one thing that every time she so much as looked at Shinji her knees felt a little weak and she couldn't sit still no matter what and her boobs were swelling up and she kept imagining what his dick tasted like...

Yeah, that was all one thing entirely. Quite another was being humiliated like this. Losing to Ayanami like that! It was more than she could take! Ugh! And the way Shinji was just sitting there on the bed trying to hide his obvious erection just made her want to sit in his lap and try her absolute damndest to suck his face off.

"Well?" she demanded with a snooty huff. "Aren't you going to say anything?"

"You're so hot when you're mad," he absently replied. "I mean, ah! S-Sorry! I wonder what's keeping her so long?"

Honestly she wasn't even sure herself and she was a little too distracted to think of an appropriately witty response. Whatever. All she knew was that Rei had told them to sit there and wait for her and not to do anything while she was out. Didn't say anything. Just left. Just like that. Leaving them alone. And telling them not to touch each other. Oh, but Asuka knew what she was doing. She knew exactly what the sexy little doll was up to. She was trying to break Asuka's spirit. She was probably waiting just outside the door for her to jump the cute idiot sitting on the bed and then the instant she had used her teeth to unzip the gate to heaven in walks Rei to punish her, tell her that she couldn't even uphold a simple agreement that she initiated, and make some sort of point about it that could be held over her head for the rest of the time they had to interact with each other.

All of which Asuka figured out because, honestly, it's pretty much exactly what she might've done. If she wasn't so distracted pondering what his dick tasted like.

Suddenly, the door opened and there she was standing there with her stupid pretty face with that kind of weirdly attractive emotionless expression, wearing that school uniform and ugh! How did she make that pale skin seem so alluring to touch and the way she made that simple hairstyle seem so effortless when - from the appearance of her crappy apartment - she gave not one single solitary damn about her appearance just wasn't even a little bit fair and what was she thinking about again?

"You took your time," Asuka sniffed, practically skipping around Rei while she entered the room. "What's in the bag? Where did you even go? What was the big idea with making us wait here like that? Huh? You gonna say something? Gonna let us fuck or what? Say something already!"

Shinji swallowed nervously and rubbed the back of his head. The erection in his trousers couldn't be more obvious if it had a bullseye painted on it, which so far as Asuka's mind was concerned it kind of actually did. It was sort of irrational to want it so bad, but oh didn't she want it!

"Actually," Shinji said. "I'm kind of curious as well. Where did you go?"

"Our new arrangement is an unusual one," Rei began, and despite herself Asuka shuddered. Something about that voice just seemed to hit every single note all the way down her spine. "I have no experience with the idea of having personal servants. I was uncertain what to do with you, yet felt compelled to do something."

Now that thought certainly made Asuka roll her eyes. Oh, she'd already had everything figured out. She'd intended to start by having the two of them take turns giving her massages, then she would have teased them both until they were so horny they could barely think think <i>think</i> of anything but her sexy body. Not like what Rei had apparently accidentally done to her, mind you. Her attempt would have been carefully calculated to provoke a certain kind of response, and -

"Hey, where do you think you're going?" Asuka demanded. "That didn't explain anything!"

"The bathroom," Rei replied. "That is where I am going."

"Um..." Shinji whispered. "I don't think we should really demand anything of her. I mean, that's kind of the point of all this, right?"

"Ugh, if you weren't so handsome you wouldn't be worth anything."

"I'm handsome?"

Crap. Had she said that aloud? "Yeah, whatever." Asuka folded her arms and tapped her foot while letting him enjoy his moment there. "You're handsome, I'm pretty, she's hot and we all want to sex each other up. But I don't think the doll really <b>gets it</b>, do you?"

"That was the problem," Rei called from the next room. Unusual to hear her voice raised, but she probably just calculated it was the only way they could hear her from the bathroom. That seemed the sort of person she was. "I was uncertain how best to proceed. Which is why I consulted the Internet."

"Right," Asuka nodded. "I guess that makes... Wait... You consulted the Internet? As in, the single biggest support system in human history for any form of kink or fetish to ever exist in the history of the human race? You asked <i>that Internet</i> what you should be doing with us?!"

"Yes," Rei said, standing in the doorway in a very tight leather outfit, brutal-looking high heels and oh dear god that was a whip. "It was rather informative. Please remove your clothes. It is my intention to replicate what I learned in greater detail."

You know, it was a funny thing. Upon realising exactly what Rei had left to retrieve Asuka had every single intention of running screaming to the hills and not looking back for a single moment. It had seemed like the most terrifying thing she could imagine, the very idea that Ayanami of all people might attempt a little bit of novice-level BDSM.

But you know what? Just try looking at the sight of her wearing that gear. The black shiny material contrasting with her skin just about as perfectly as anything ever contrasted, allowing her pretty damn fine figure to be greatly accentuated. Try looking at those legs, stare at those thighs, appreciate that waist, glare at those not-really-hidden tits and then you try, just you dare try to not do absolutely any single thing that she asked you to do, and you dare try to resist doing so with the biggest shit-eating grin you ever did manage in your life. Go ahead. She would gladly dare you to attempt to do exactly that.

Because you know what? Asuka couldn't think of a single person that wouldn't fail before they even had time to blink. Nor could she think of anyone that would particularly care when it was all said and done.

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Many things in life could be easily compared to an optical illusion. Is it a duck or a rabbit? A vase or two people kissing? It all depended on where you looked. Here's a more metaphorical example: Was Gendo Ikari a simple man, or a complicated one? Right now he was having just a little bit of difficulty determining that himself.

He didn't like it. He hadn't been this horny since his wedding night, in particular that moment when Yui had brought out the barbecue sauce and the Nerf gun, then wrapped a towel around -

Gendo pushed himself away from completing that particular thought. It wasn't helping matters much. Nor was the fact that Ritsuko was all but taking off her clothes, bending herself over the table and setting up a sign on her back demanding she be taken by a good, hard dick.

"I don't know what's causing it," she moaned sexily. "But all of our personnel are horny. As in, to a level where the first thing we checked was if our water supply was laced with concentrated rhino horn this entire last month without us even noticing until now." She squirmed in her seat, barely able to restrain herself. "B-But that doesn't seem to be the end of it. All staff that involve themselves in sexual activity seem to undergo some sort of... Ah! Improvement? I guess you could call it that. Breasts grow larger, dicks - I mean, penises gain girth. Bodies tone up -"

"What about the Angel?" Gendo interrupted quickly, before the inevitable derailing he could sense coming a little later than he should have. "This is an unexpected development. What is its condition?"

"Her - Its condition is currently unconscious," Ritsuko absently rubbed her neck and had to use her other hand to make herself stop. "All appearances indicate a completely normal human girl. It seems as though she - it is as much a victim of this whatever-it-is as anyone else."

"Keep it contained," Gendo ordered, peering over his perched hands. "Devote your time to identifying the root cause. Such a deviation cannot be tolerated at this critical juncture. While you do this, I shall personally interrogate the Angel and ensure that it is examined fully."

1. Angel girl wakes up.
2. Rei has fun with Shinji and Asuka.
3. Meanwhile, Misato has some fun.
4. Something else