Story: Rei Swarm

"Asuka!" the clone chirped, and then Reitsuko bopped her on the head.

"No, dummy!" the controlled scientist said. "While I quite agree that girl needs some funtime, we have to think this through tactically."

The clone sniffed and pretended like she was about to cry. "But I wanna play with the redhead! I wanna see if she actually does have a soul!"

Another bop on the head, and the two walked out into the base. Reitsuko with her head held high, while the clone did her very best imitation of regular Rei Ayanami, making use of precise, short and efficient steps while keeping her body language decidedly neutral.

"Smiling..." Reitsuko whispered, and the clone quickly wiped the expression off her face.

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It seemed at last that it had happened. Misato Katsuragi had met her match. It stood taller than her, no, maybe even twice as tall and twice as wide. Looming over her, whispering threats of things to come. A future that she could, at best, delay but never truly escape. A monster of her own creation that only she had the power to slay.

"Paperwork, paperwork and still more paperwork!" she complained, though she was the only one in the room to hear. "How did I get so far behind? This isn't what I signed up for. Save the Earth from eldritch abominations, develop strategies to contain the biggest threats humanity has ever known. Fill out enough paperwork to kill a rainforest on a monthly basis!"

It was so bad she had to use a stepladder to get to the top sheaf, and she barely had enough room down on her desk to read it and fill it in. She'd been at this for five hours already and her eyes were starting to water. At the rate she was going it would probably take a whole week without rest or sleep to get rid of all of it, and by the time she was done with this another sizable pile would probably have gathered. Bringing the process full circle as she wound up putting <i>that</i> off... Was there no end?

"He~ey!" a cheerful voice called out. "Captain Katsuragi! Are you in here?"

"Maya, is that you?" Misato called out. She couldn't see anything past these papers. "Unless it's important I'm afraid it will have to wait." Yuck! Having to say that... But if she didn't then this would only get worse and worse. "I have to at least try to catch up on all of this."

"No, I suppose it's not important," Maya replied. Ooh, that chirpy singsong voice was really starting to grate on her last nerve. "Do you need some help?"

Probably not. "Do you know a headache cure?"

A beat passes. "Yep! Yes, I do! I know the perfect headache cure. Gimme a sec, tralala, let me get past this labyrinth of papers..."

You know, that reaction before wasn't really fair to the poor girl. She meant well. Maya was a hard and diligent worker, and an overall fun person to hang out with. It might be annoying off the cuff when she was trying to concentrate, but she probably did actually know some way to ease headaches. Even if not, that chipper attitude might be like putting antiseptic on a cut. Stings, but cleans the wound.

"Here I am!" Maya said, and she wasn't kidding. There was rather a lot more of her than Misato remembered. She blinked as Maya perkily bounced in place, in more ways than one. "Is something wro~ong?" she asked, innocent and a little coy at the same time.

She wanted to ask if Maya had put on weight, but that would be rather rude. The petite, adorable frame Maya usually carried around seemed to be a thing of the past. In its place was a very top-heavy chest, waist as slender as ever and hips that couldn't lie. Her uniform seemed rather ill fitting; it was barely keeping together on top and her skirt seemed like it wasn't quite all the way over her hips.

"Are you... trying out a new look?" Misato tactfully asked.

Maya tilted her head in confusion. "No," she said. "I'm not. Why do you ask?"

"I'm talking about your boobs," Misato said. She was never the sort to embrace tact normally anyway. "It's not normal to get a growth spurt at your age, and you don't seem the sort to get surgery either, so..."

"My breasts?" Maya asked. She looked down at them. "They seem normal to me. How hard have you been working?"

Too hard, apparently. Misato's hand slipped out from under her head, and she fell onto the desk. It felt comfy. Could easily sleep here. But no! She forced herself upright in her seat and noticed Maya slipping behind her.

"Just rela~ax!" Maya advised. She brought her hands up to Misato's temples and slowly began to rub. Gosh, that did feel nice. "Focus on your work while I ease that headache right out of your body."

Amazingly, it worked. Like a charm. The exhaustion felt like it was being drained out of her head, and in that empty space there was a sharp and clear focus. She grabbed the sheet she'd been working on and plowed right through it, somehow managing to retain every detail and nuance before putting pen to paper and signing her signature. Then the next one after that, and the next and the next again, until she'd finished off the bundle from the top of the pile in what felt like the blink of an eye.

Maya's fingers pulled away from her head, and Misato immediately felt groggy. "Thank you," she said. "That was... That was a real help."

"Don't mention it!" Maya chirped. "I'll hold the ladder while you climb up."

Yes. Yes, of course. She shook off that weird groggy feeling and put her feet on the ladder, one step at a time. Focused. She'd never felt so... Focused before. Misato was absently aware of a steadying hand on the ladder and Maya's innocent face looking up at her. Out of the corner of her vision she thought she detected hunger, ravenous and all consuming... But that too was probably a figment of her exhausted imagination.

She grabbed another bundle of papers from the top and climbed back down. Maya even pulled out the chair for her. So helpful of her.

"Don't you have other duties?" Misato asked.

"Nope, not at the moment," Maya said. Her fingers resumed position. It honestly felt like they were melding into her skull and tickling her brain. "This is the most important thing I can do right now. Just remember. All work and no play makes Misato a dull babe...."

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It was proving so, so much harder to maintain the charade of emotionless, funless drone. Rei's clone had separated from Reitsuko as soon as they had exited the secure area. It wasn't fair. The clone had come out expecting to play, and there were so, so many toys just going about their business utterly oblivious to the fun they could all be having and sharing with each other and with her.

It wasn't fair that Reitsuko got to dictate whom she got to play with. It wasn't fair that she couldn't play with Asuka or Shinji. Oh, but those two would be so much fu~un! Breaking Asuka's stubborn personality with an overload of pleasure, turning Shinji into a real, confident stud! Mmph, the clone was getting moist just thinking of the possibilities.

Instead she had to go play with Misato. Now, that wasn't exactly a bad thing. Misato was a total babe. Have you seen that body? God, but she wanted to be one with that. So, the issue here was the principle of the thing. Being forced to go after Misato made this work rather than playtime. That didn't sit well with the clone, not one little bit.

But now she was standing outside of Misato's office. No sense putting this off. She knocked on the door. "Who is it?" she heard.

"It's me, Rei!" she called, and winced. Too much emotion. Then, much like a robot from a 60's sci-fi serial, she continued. "I have come to have a discussion with you, in the way that humans normally do. May I enter?"

"Come in!"

Alright then. She opened the door and found a hell of a lot of paper lying on the desk. Goodness! You'd need a sherpa to scale that mountain. Well, speaking of work it seemed as though Misato was in desperate need of some playtime. The clone reached down her stomach, smoothed her uniform out and lifted her enhanced boobs. Time to play a game of hide the Rei!

"Captain, I was wondering what your opinions on..." the clone began, poking her head around the corner, and trailing off, giving a quirked eyebrow and a very slow nod of appreciation of the sight that lay before her.

To whit: Misato was sitting at her desk, hand automatically moving to sign papers in front of her. Behind her was Maya, with the top of her uniform off, squeezing the back of Misato's head in between her magnificent tits, with some of that glorious titflesh partially merged in. A pair of arms were sticking out from underneath those tits as well, reaching underneath Misato's clothes and quite blatantly fondling/merging partially with Misato's tits.

Misato herself was captured in abject ecstasy, with her tongue lolling out the side of her mouth and her eyes showing nothing but white. Maya's arms were resting behind her head, an utterly innocent smile playing on her lips.

"I'm not even holding her in place anymore," Maya sang, but using Misato's voice. Suddenly Misato pushed her head back further into the cleavage. At this point of her entire head only her face was truly visible anymore. "Oh, sorry!" she said, this time Maya's actual voice. "You're a little late to the party. I was beginning to worry someone else might have found us first... But that's all part of the game."

To all of that the clone had only one possible rational response. Her face fell into the same practised emotionless mask she wore when pretending to be Rei, and then she stuck out her thumb pointing upwards and said, "Nice!"

1. They waste no further time and insert a clone into Misato.
2. They step back a little bit and return Misato to normal so they can play with her a little longer.
3. Meanwhile, Reitsuko is "dealing with Rei's security team". Which means...?
4. Someone does pick this moment to pay Misato a visit.
5. Something else