Story: NGE Oversynch

Asuka walked into the dressing room completely seething. Honestly, that boy! His perverted antics were going to get them into so much trouble if he wasn't careful! Ooh, she wanted revenge and she wanted it badly. Only problem was how to get that revenge without it backfiring on her as well?

If she punched him, she'd feel the punch. If she kicked him, she'd feel the kick. If she humiliated him, she'd feel humiliated as well. How was she supposed to get her revenge on someone when the mere act of taking off her clothes made her wet because it was making him hard again? Ooh! This was the kind of thing even a genius mind couldn't work out!

It wasn't helping matters that Shinji was humming "The Stripper" as she took off her clothes. Asuka caught herself and actively had to fight the urge to follow the theme, trying to make the act of taking off her clothes as unerotic as possible. Not easy, especially with Rei mentally providing the bassline.

Was the doll always this much of a pervert, or was Shinji just that much of a bad influence?!

Regardless. She took the dress they'd picked out, slipped it on herself and started doing it up at the back. Why men got to do their fancy suits up from the front while women had to settle for the back was a little beyond her, but hell if she could do anything about it. Much like she couldn't risk checking herself in the mirror lest those other two pervs get a look at her mostly nude -

"Does it fit, Rei?"

A strand of blue hair fell in front of Asuka's face, and she looked over in the mirror. Astonishing really. She barely even recognised the doll with an actual lifelike expression on her face. Even if that expression would've fit more neatly on herself than someone with such unnatural pale skin. Kinda pretty, even if she wasn't exactly human...

<i>Now who is being the pervert?</i>

"Not quite," Asuka called back, startling herself a little with Rei's voice. "I think we picked out a size slightly too big." Because she'd given a mixture of her own measurements and Rei's, like a great big dumb idiot.

"Oh!" Misato replied. "Alright. I'll get you a new one, then! I'll be back in a minute..."

Back in a minute? Back in a minute? But that meant the two of them were being left alone, which meant - All of a sudden Asuka was back in her own body. Standing outside the dressing room, which had nobody else around right now. She pushed her way inside, finding Rei standing there with her usual dumb pretty little expressionless face, letting the dress fall to the floor so she was just standing there in her underwear.

You know, on reflection Asuka had felt that maybe the doll had such a little amount of personality to her that the two of them were essentially running roughshod all over her. Imposing their personality traits on top of hers. Which sure as hell said something when Shinji could manage that without trying. All they seemed to be getting from her were the memories of stuff they really, really shouldn't be knowing about. From Shinji? His repressed perverted attitude. From Asuka? Her intelligence and assertiveness. What else was Rei giving them?

But in a moment of shining insight that made her heart beat a little faster, Asuka was beginning to get it. At the same time it was beautiful. It was tragic. It was combining in a bizarre way with Shinji's unbridled lust to create something incredible. No wonder they couldn't take their hands off each other! No wonder that, even though they knew Misato would be back any moment to tear them apart they couldn't keep away. That wasn't Shinji's fault. It wasn't just some feedback loop. No. There was a little something more to it than that.

It was a barely understood desire for "intimacy." Barely understood until this happened, that is.

Asuka fell upon Rei's lips full of a seemingly unquenchable thirst. Want this. Want this now. She was so soft, and her pale, genetically engineered skin gave off this weirdly pleasant tingling sensation. Rei's arms were pulling her closer with surprising strength, not that much was needed since she was eagerly pushing herself up against this slightly smaller sexy frame...

<i>Oh, that is so hot!</i>

<b>Shut up! You'll get yours later once we work out what to do about Misato.</b>

<u>Interesting. So if I touch here, it will feel good?</u>

Verdammt! Talk about curiosity about the human condition! Oh! If this kept up, she might turn into a pervert even if they figured out a way to separate their minds! It was a good thing they were so busy kissing, otherwise a touch like this would have made her scream at the top of her lungs. As it was all she could manage was moaning directly into Rei's mouth, and then pulling away with a satisfying plop formed from the vacuum between their lips.

"Later," Asuka breathlessly said. "I'll satisfy your curiosity later."


"Then I will satisfy your body at the same time," Rei said. Not even blushing. No trace of emotion. For reasons she scarcely understood, that was somehow even hotter than the alternative.

Right. Asuka nodded and quickly slipped out of the dressing room, back into her own, secretly plotting and planning on ways they could duck away from Misato to make good on that promise. Deep down she knew it was probably a bad idea, but after a taste like that she was growing increasingly hungry for more and more!

It was starting make her wonder. Which would be satisfied first? Their bodies, their curiosity, or their increasingly ravenous hunger?