If anyone were to mention "hentai", then they would probably think of tentacles first. Grabbing some poor girl, lifting her into the air, ripping off her clothes and filling every orifice they can, while making her like it until she begs for more. That's the stereotype. Yet there are other tropes besides this one.
Think of it as a subsection of the "netorare" subgenre of hentai. The "cheating lover" stories, where a decent - man, usually - finds their lover stolen away from them by a less decent human being who knows exactly how to please them in ways their normal lover never could, and retains such sexual control over the cheating partner that they can even force their normal lover to watch as they beg for more and more and more...
Sometimes the netorare is even more devious. Sometimes the new lover does something to make themselves seem like the normal lover. Some sort of magic spell, advanced technology, hypnosis, what have you: The point is that the cheater does not believe they are cheating, and so they cheat unknowingly. Kotori was exploiting this trope, and it had earned her Ami Mizuno sitting on her lap letting her play with her big, genius tits and savouring the taste of her tongue.
"Usagi..." Ami whimpered nervously. "Are you - Are you sure about this?"
"Uh huh," Kotori replied, giggling a little bit. The appearance-glamour spell she'd asked Her Royal Gloriousness Queen Beryl to prepare was working a treat! The brainwashed fangirl stroked her hand down Ami's sides, savouring the exaggerated feminine form. "Your shyness makes me hot, but you need to break out of that shell for your own good."
Ami blushed. Kotori licked her lips in anticipation and used her hands to drink in every single inch of bare, naked flesh that she could manage on the socially awkward genius.
"Once you have a little more confidence, you'll be much happier with yourself," Kotori assured her. Confident. Yes. Confident enough to have your energy drained through sexual acts with Kotori, so that Her Wonderfulness Queen Beryl may more effectively corrupt and brainwash Ami as well! "Follow my lead and you'll understand soon. Learning is what you do best, right?"
Ami nodded, every bit the adorably shy sex kitten Kotori had dreamt of. If she had to pick a favourite of the Sailors, it would probably be Mercury. There was something about the combination of it all, that body, that shyness, the expression she wore, the intelligence tempered by lack of social interaction... It was hitting all of her buttons.
Then again, the others all had their own appealing points as well... And it was going to be fun corrupting them too!
"Please, Usagi, be gentle," Ami cooed, rolling over onto her back and allowing Kotori to straddle her hips. Kotori smirked in triumph. This was going to be so much fun! She grabbed the bottle of lubricant aphrodisiac and spread it quite liberally over Ami's chest, causing the genius girl to gasp in delight and bite her finger to mute the sound. So cute!
"It's alright," Kotori said. "You can be loud if you want. I want you to scream in pleasure."
"Mmm, no, I'm not ready for - Ah!"
"You see?" Kotori giggled, squeezing and teasing a nipple, making sure the lubricant did its magic on that sensitive spot. "It felt good to cry out loud like that, didn't it?"
"I- I suppose it - ah! Ah! <b>Oooohh</b>! Oh!"
Look at her. The genius of the group writhing in ecstasy under Kotori's touch. Hah! Once Kotori had rubbed this lubricant all over Ami's body she wouldn't be doing much thinking, or anything else except hailing Beryl's name.
"With a body and a brain like yours, you could get anything you wanted," Kotori whispered, taking her time to lather up Ami's chest before moving down her sides. She stuck a thumb inside her navel, and swirled it around. "Your problem is that you're too nice. If you applied that brain of yours and weren't so shy about your ten-out-of-ten, I-can-turn-straight-chicks-gay bod then you could have whatever. You. Wanted."
Ami arched her back and made a little pleading noise. So Kotori moved on, smoothing her hands down the front of her genius legs. Perfect. Absolutely flawless.
"Repeat after me," Kotori instructed, with an Usagi-like titter. "I am confident. I am smart. I am sexy. I am brilliant."
"Ayeam confideeent!" Ami whimpered, and Kotori encouraged her by lazily stroking a lubricant-covered finger up and down Ami's labia. "I am smmmmart! I am sssexy! I am brilliant!"
"Good girl!" Kotori said, and in the finger went. "Say it again."
"I am confident! I am smart! I am sexy! I am brilliant!"
Every time Ami said it, Kotori would pump her finger in and out, periodically adding another and another to keep her saying the mantra quickly, quicker, until it became second nature. Until she believed it. Until she reached nearly the point of orgasm -
"Are you confident in yourself, Ami Mizuno?"
"Yessss!"
"Are you going to start getting what you want?"
"Yessss!"
"Do you surrender yourself to Queen Beryl and the Dark Kingdom?"
"Nope!"
Kotori stopped and blinked. Ami had stopped writhing on the bed. The fangirl looked up, and suddenly the blue-haired genius clamped those perfect, splendid thighs around Kotori's head, trapping her in place with a sloppy scissor lock.
"B-But the lubricant should have -"
"Made me horny," Ami said breathlessly. "And I am. Goodness, but I'm so randy I can barely think. What it did <i>not</i> do is make my body more sensitive to sex. I just pretended that it did to make you think it was having more of an effect on me than it really was."
A blanket was thrown over Kotori's head, and the next thing she knew she was the one on her back with Ami straddling her waist instead. Breathing heavily, sweat dripping from her brow, and her nipples pointing out like tiny little diamonds out of the tops of giant melons. Especially jiggly melons that were gleaming with aphrodisiac lubricant.
"I thought something was up with you," Ami hissed. "Transforming like that... I recognised the trope immediately! Pretending to be the one I like to lure me into bed. So I played along with the trope rather than resisting it and used its momentum to my own advantage."
"... You read enough hentai to spot that sort of thing?"
"Apparently," Ami said with a shrug, and then pulled Kotori right into her cleavage. Which, again, was quite nearly dripping with that special lubricant. The fangirl whimpered and tried to pull away. These tits were awesome, but they paled next to Beryl's! She would not succumb. She must not succumb! "Now shut up and give me what I want. Because I'm confident, I'm smart, I'm sexy and by the time I'm done here... We'll see who has learned a thing or two about being brilliant."
- Back with Usagi and Mamoru.
- What's Minako up to?
- How about Rei and Makoto?
- Beryl is watching this encounter with great interest.
- Something else
Friggin' awesome. :D
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