Before introvert, before Sailor Scout and now before succubus Ami Mizuno was an enquiring mind. It might seem a little contradictory for a girl to be of a scientific bent while also being a girl with magical powers who, it turns out, was the reincarnation of an ancient Princess of the planet Mercury, which was a gorgeous world and would make for a superb tourist location if not for being utterly inimical to all forms of life known to Earth.
To return to the point - and oh, isn't that a trek - Ami's imagination was aroused by the new set of powers they had all acquired. Minako's in particular. Now, they didn't really have a great deal of time to experiment which meant that Ami had to think quickly. Luckily this was a skill she was quite adept at.
"Become Sailor V," Ami instructed. "As in, without <i>becoming</i> Sailor V. Shift into the costume without outright transforming."
"Kinky," Minako hissed with a twinkle in her eye. Ah. Since Ami now had the power to read a person's arousal, fetishes and sexual desires she had no trouble spotting that Minako was completely misreading the situation. "Nothing like the classics."
Then again, dear reader, if Ami were replaced by the statue <i>The Thinker</i> - which is noted even among statues as being particularly stupid - then it would have noticed Minako's reading of the situation long, long before Ami would have before gaining this new supernatural insight. Girl may be smart, but even smart people have psychological blinkers.
What exactly might have tipped <i>The Thinker</i> off? Well, let's start with how Minako shifted her body from the handsome boy she had been pretending to be before back into her regular form. Without making her clothes reappear. She spins in place while sliding her left leg up until the sole of that foot rests upon her right knee. Then, as she rubs her hands down her spinning, gyrating body a leotard forms as though following in the wake of her teasing hands. When they reach her hips a miniskirt bounces into existence. She comes to a stop, plants both feet firmly on the ground and places her hands on her hips in a pose that was one part triumph, two parts cocky and a hundred parts begging for sex.
Okay, Ami. Think of the experiment. Sex later, experiment now. Yes. Just keep on thinking that. Ignore the fact that the skirt she wore as Sailor V was easily triple that length. Ignore the fact it has a slit in the side showing off her thigh. Deny the observation that her tits were bigger, that her leotard has a cute little heart-shaped window for cleavage <i>and</i> navel. Instead focus on her face. Her cute, smiling face and bright, horny bedroom eyes... which were behind a mask.
"May I have your mask?" Ami asked. She immediately saw the erotic thought blink past Minako's eyes. She took the mask off with fake shyness, biting coyly on her pinky finger with one hand and passed it over to Ami with the other, making sure to brush fingertips and then bashfully clasp her cheek as though they had shared an accidental kiss. On others it might have been a little too cloying, too sweet. But for a normally introverted girl with the recently acquired power to read sexual desires it was difficult for Ami to think of anything more arousing.
"Thank you," she quietly said. This mask was an anomaly. It hadn't existed before Minako had transformed into Sailor V. She wasn't wearing it anymore. Ami was holding it. She twisted the mask. Minako didn't seem to notice. No sense of pain. This was absolutely fascinating to a scientific mind like Ami's. What else could she create? If she turned into a doctor would she create a stethoscope? A plumber, would she have a toolbox? Useful. Very useful.
"Can you... Manipulate this mask?" Ami asked. "Without touching it, I mean."
Confusion. Minako wasn't understanding how this fit into the fetishplay she thought they were doing. Oh! At this point Ami wasn't sure how to fix that perception. Her ability to manipulate people only went so far as knowing how to turn them on, not turn them off again. Old habits set in. She tried to ignore it and got back to what she was trying to do: Understanding Minako's shapeshifting!
"M-make the mask stroke my breasts or something," Ami suggested. Ah, that seemed to do it. Minako nodded, then stared quite hard at the mask in Ami's hands and at her breasts with the kind of intensity that should have burned a hole through her. But nothing. "Oh," Ami said. Well, darn. She'd been kind of hoping that Minako could have still manipulated it somehow, but... "Um... Can you transform back to normal then? Please?"
Aw, that pout was too adorable! This time rather than a striptease-like transformation the blonde girl simply shrugged her shoulders and was back in her much less glamorous school uniform. And on top of that the mask had disappeared.
"Tease!" Minako stuck out her tongue. "You don't know what you're missing out on!"
Oh, but she did. Ami had a very vivid idea of what she was missing out on. Unfortunately they didn't have any further time before class resumed, but at the very least she could use the intervening time to develop a few more experiments so that she could determine precisely where the limitations of what she was missing out on lay. By which she meant day.
Well, at least she'd proven one hypothesis. Having these succubus powers was going to make life a lot more interesting. For all of them.
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Usagi was horny. Now, she supposed this was a pretty normal thing for her now that she was part sex demon, but still! She really, really shouldn't be looking at Naru like she was a meal on legs. No matter how nice those legs were, and no matter how much detail Naru was telling her about the daydream she had last night.
"And then five more of you walked into the room carrying bowls of cream with paintbrushes in them," Naru whispered. "Utterly naked. You'll never believe what they did with them."
Usagi at the very least had the tact to pretend to think about it for a bit before answering, which she did by tilting her head and her eyes away from Naru to keep from making eye contact. "Painted each other's bodies all over with cream, asked you to dress in a full leather catgirl outfit, crawl on your hands and knees and get to licking?"
Ooh, not fair! Don't titter like that, it makes you smell all the more yummy! Usagi bit her lip and looked around. Nobody to see them. Just one kiss wouldn't hurt, would it? A little taste of her best friend. That wouldn't be too bad. Right? Right... Pucker your lips up, stare into her eyes and then... Lean in and -
"Oh, Makoto! You're so strong and so pretty!"
Freeze in place. Turn to your left. See two girls hanging off either of Makoto's arms. Clinging onto her quite tightly. The tall, busty fellow succubi/Senshi was clinging back, with her long and tough arms reaching around both of their backs and resting on their asses firmly enough that she could probably deadlift them both off the ground and carry them. It didn't seem to Usagi as though either of them would mind all that much.
And why should they mind? Makoto blew Naru out of the water. Ooh. It was her power at work here. Makoto was definitely using it just now. Making herself irresistible. Usagi wet her lips, and next to her Naru did the same thing.
Now, it did strike Usagi that she should be a little upset at Makoto stealing her lunch away like this. But that could wait. Wait until they were alone together. Wait until Usagi reminded Makoto which of them was leader, and why exactly that was the case.
- Makoto has herself a mid-lunch orgy.
- Rei continues bringing out the passion in her classroom.
- Usagi starts playing around with Makoto's daydreams right there and then.
- Minako tries seducing Ami.
- Ami conducts more experiments with Minako.
- Something else
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