Standing tall, standing proud, standing on top of a windowsill in a heroic pose with a stern gaze, a hero had arrived on the scene to save the day! Her keen eye scanned the room. There was a copy of herself over there. Naked. Furiously humping an also-naked, shorter, bustier version of her friend Makoto, who was in turn humping back. Both their eyes were closed. Their sweat-covered bodies glistened, their mouths releasing little yelps of pleasure.
But to this hero's ears, they were more than that. They were muffled cries for help. For justice!
"Justice has arrived!" she yelled, pointing her finger directly at the wicked, blonde version of Ami that was clearly, transparently responsible! "Your wicked seductress ways end here and now!"
The Ami-alike simply looked her over with a vapid expression, tilting her head and twirling a stray strand of hair. All of a sudden our intrepid hero could understand why these unwary innocent civilians had fallen into the trap set by this sinister seductress. Her foe on this occasion was a temptress of the highest order! No doubt the sort to gain sustenance from suckling on sexual energy. It would take more than a pretty face and a killer body to sap the will of Sailor Moon!
A melodic sound filled the air that made Sailor Moon stop for a moment to wonder what it was. Ah! It was the enemy's playful, airheaded giggle. "Don't you want to play with us?" the villain asked. "It would be so much more fun if you joined in." She stepped forward in a way that drew Sailor Moon's eyes down the full length of her body, taking in the sight of those magnificent boobs, that slender waist, those killer hips and those -
Sailor Moon shook her head and looked away. "Insidious!" she cried. "You are pretending to be an airhead, while the truth is you're deliberately moving in a way that highlights your exaggeratedly sexy body!"
"Insidious," the girl in front of her repeated. "Directly from Latin: insidiosus, meaning deceitful, cunning, artful..." She laid her hands behind her head and pressed out her chest. "I suppose I am pretty artful, I guess? Pretty sure some people have called my body a masterpiece today..."
Right. Enough playing around. The longer they spent chatting, the more opportunity this sexy, sexy, alluring temptress - oh gods, she was hot - would have to lure her into bed and rock her world in ways she might never have -
"For justice!" she cried, leaping across the air to pin the girl to the ground.
"Ooh, kinky! It's good to see you relaxing a little."
Sailor Moon took a moment to consider their position. Here she was, on top of the enemy. Pinning her down by the shoulders. Boobs pressed against her own. "Note to self: Tackling sexy seductresses is a bad idea. Stay long ranged!"
"Ami!" a voice that sounded oddly familiar yelled, and suddenly there were some very strong arms tugging at Sailor Moon's, pulling her away from the enemy disguised as Ami. The other her and Makoto! Of course! The fiend had clearly corrupted them so thoroughly that it was controlling them through sheer feminine sexuality! "Get away from her, you psycho-copy!"
"Citizen!" Sailor Moon said to her exact copy. Ugh! Curses! For some reason she couldn't quite access the full depths of her strength at the moment. Normally being grabbed by someone this strong wouldn't be any problem for her. She could break free in a moment's notice, but this copy of Makoto was keeping a firm grip on her! Naked or not! "You are being manipulated by this blonde-haired, hot... So hot and pretty menace. Snap out of it before -"
A sock was stuffed into her mouth as a makeshift gag. Well. This was hardly the most dignified way for a hero to be temporarily overcome. "Temporarily" because a hero always wins out in the end. For now, she would simply close her eyes and try to figure out a way to escape!
"This is one of those copies I mentioned," the her-lookalike sniffed. "You see what I mean about her being a bit nuts? Honestly, I don't act like that at all when I'm Sailor Moon!"
"Gotta give you that much," the Makoto-lookalike sighed. "Weird though. Shouldn't be able to hold her in place right now. Usually we're a lot stronger than this when we're, you know..."
The other her just sighed, leaving Sailor Moon just a little confused. Huh? What were they talking about? Another her... Well, yes now that she mentioned it there were those two other girls that looked sort of like her earlier on. That didn't quite fit the pattern of this particular enchantress... Possibly another youma trying to divide their power and conquer that way? In which case that made it all the more pressing that she break free and -
"I wish we knew what was causing all this," the other her said aloud. And so, just like that, they did. That made Sailor Moon twitch just a teeny, tiny bit. Made her open her eyes. Look at the pretty little accidental troublemaker that was the root cause of all this. Sitting there on the side of her bed. Twirling her hair and smiling that bright, infectious, kissable smile.
"Um... Whoops?" she said, casually pulling the rock out of her pocket. "My bad! I guess I'm the problem, or something?"
"... Ami!" Makoto warned, still not releasing Sailor Moon from her grip when she struggled to lunge for the rock. "What did you...?"
"I wish you wouldn't worry about it," Ami quickly said. "Mmm, there! Mystery solved! Why don't we, you know, track down the others and maybe tell them what's going on too? I mean, I guess maybe we could use the rock to get them here... But it's a nice day and we shouldn't rely on the rock for, you know, everything. And stuff."
- Rei and the pervy Usagi are having a fair amount of their own fun.
- Minako is building her hypnotic stripper empire.
- Ami makes another wish regarding the "Sailor Moon" clone.
- Suddenly a real youma attacks.
- Something else
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