Makoto Kino had the reputation for being the toughest girl around. You could tell with just a look. This tall chick would kick your ass before you even knew what happened. But really, she was a nice girl. Very nice. She liked typically girlish things like cooking, flower arranging, dating cute guys. It was a self-predictive prophecy that was the root of the issue. She looked like a tough girl, so she had to be one to keep people off her back. Then when she started getting good, she had to start getting <i>really</i> good to perpetuate the reputation she didn't really want.
So the power to make anyone want her at will was a pretty immediate blessing. It didn't really seem that way at first. But now? Now she could cut the cycle. Now she could get on with living the way she wanted to live. How liberating! How freeing! How wondrous.
"Well, if it isn't little miss clumsy. What's the matter? Planning on crying your eyes out after I stole your boyfriend? You didn't exactly make it difficult, mousy little thing like you can only attract a boy for so long."
"N-No, it's not like that. I was just... I mean, we were p-planning on breaking it off anyway, so - So it's -"
"Oh? Is that the case? Then you wouldn't mind if we went on a date at your family's cafe, would you? Maybe you'll even arrange for a discount; after all, didn't I do you such a favour by making him forget you so quickly?"
Then again, certain parts of her nature remained unchanged. Step in from an angle where the main light source of the room was at her back, loom over the bully, and then just smile. No need to say anything. She'd learned a long time ago that sometimes in the right time and the right place, all you needed to do was be there and people would hear what you were intending to say far louder than anything you might actually say. This case was no exception. The bullying girl nearly jumped clear out of her skin, and started to back away right up until Makoto put a gentle hand on her shoulder.
"Ma-Makoto Kino!" the bully squeeked, and her victim didn't seem all that much happier about the situation. "What do you want? Lunch money? I don't have anything on me right now, unless... You, pay for both of us! Quickly!"
"Actually," Makoto said. "I was going to invite the both of you to have lunch with me. How does that sound?"
The fear evaporated right out of their bodies. She could feel her power starting to influence their emotions. That fear of her reputation? Replaced with undisguisable lust. Both bully and victim were glancing over her figure, and it was very obvious that they liked what they saw.
"Sounds good," the victim breathlessly said while the bully just nodded along. "Um... I usually have lunch in the comics clubroom, since nobody goes there at this time of the day. It would just be the three of us."
"Alright!" Makoto declared, fist pumping the air in triumph. A crisis resolved without throwing a punch or a kick! She linked arms with both girls, who immediately clung on like they were a life raft tossed out to someone at sea. "And while we're there, why don't you tell me a little 'bout each other? You obviously know who I am, right?"
"She's been picking on me for years," the bully victim sighed contentedly, a marked contrast to what she was saying. "If there was any boy I liked, she'd steal him right out from under me."
"That's your own damn fault," the bully half moaned into Makoto's arm. "You're so introverted it makes me angry! How can a girl like that get so many confessions when I have to work so hard to get guys to notice?"
In other words, two girls with confidence issues. Here, Makoto could feel her succubus instincts swelling up. They were telling her that the best way to resolve this schism was to have sex with both of them. Actually that might be true enough. The idea did seem sort of silly at first. How would that solve anything? But it might open up their minds to the possibility that they could improve themselves. Besides which. They were both super cute. There was something about being wanted this badly that was kind of a turn-on, and Makoto could definitely see this sort of thing helping them out in the long run. Yeah. Sure! Why not? It would do them both a world of good, and then when she was done she might try to see if she could maybe help out someone else.
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Ami Mizuno used to be kind of a shy, introverted prude. Used to be. It was one of those typical things that comes along with high intelligence: An inability to get on properly with people. Well, that was a perception she planned on changing. Not too much or people might suspect something. Goodness knows what, but they might suspect <i>something</i>. So instead she intended to sort of explore her new talent a little bit. The ability to read people. Understand their turn-ons even better than they did. At a glance she knew it all. Where a person liked to be touched, what they liked to see, what they liked to hear. The most efficient way to get them off, or postpone the moment of release as long as possible before their bodies could not handle a single moment more.
Which led Ami directly to Minako. Because of all the girls, it was actually Usagi that had Ami's attention the most. But that would be best served for later on when people were asleep. Instead she would settle for second place, which was Minako's shapeshifting ability.
"Did you want something?" Minako playfully asked. Her clothes turned slightly transparent, but from an angle only Ami could see. The genius girl nodded along in appreciation. Yes, that would be rather nice to experience. Minako was quite horny and Ami didn't need to be a genius to see that.
"Maybe later," Ami responded, noting a sense of anticipation in her fellow Inner. "I wanted to test out your shapeshifting powers a little bit on a few targets."
"Test out?" Minako asked. "In what way?"
Ami pulled her into the ladies room. Nobody here. She swept underneath the stalls to make sure. Once she was sure they were alone, she said "Turn into a boy. Any boy will do for now."
"Well, if you insist!" Minako replied with a sultry voice. Her form transformed in a second, starting with the clothes completely vanishing. Her change was so instant that Ami couldn't even trace it. One moment Minako was standing there, the next there was a naked, handsome boy with a huge erect penis pointing right at her.
My goodness that was interesting. When Minako's form shifted, so too did her most pleasure-inducing locations. Her sexual identity stayed largely the same, but the areas in which Ami noticed it moving was absolutely fascinating. The potential this had... Especially when combined with her own abilities! Yet Ami wasn't going to be a slave to her lustful desires quite so easily. She and Minako could have some fun like that later on if they wanted. For the time being she had other tests in mind.
- Ami and Minako play around a little more.
- Follow Makoto as she experiments with her own power.
- Back to Rei.
- Focus on Usagi. She's hungry, but not for food.
- The Outers are being corrupted still.
- Something else
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