Story: Sailor Moon Titnosis

When considering the civilian identities of the Sailor Senshi you'll notice right away it's not a group of girls you would normally expect to be such a close-knit group. A shrine priestess, an idol wannabe, a nerd, a well-meaning ditz and a delinquent with a heart of gold. Ami once called them an eclectic group, and Makoto could only agree.

Do note, though. They hung out together a lot outside of being Sailor Senshi because it turned out they actually did enjoy each other's company. Quite a lot! The other girls were a lot of fun. They might have been brought together by a shared destiny, but they stayed together because ultimately -

Sailor Moon dashed into the room and struck a fancy pose. "Here we are to save the day!"

Sailor Mars sighed and rubbed her forehead. "Who showed her those American cartoons?" She looked over at Sailor Mercury and scowled. "As if I need to ask!"

"Where's the youma?" Sailor Venus asked. "Did you beat it already?"

"No," Sailor Jupiter answered. "It wasn't us. Even we were caught up in its clothing. Someone else must have done it."

Ah, and didn't that set them all worried. Another person capable of taking down a youma like that? Jupiter scratched the back of her head nervously. Sure, it might be a new ally but odds were equal it was also a new enemy. Taking out rivals. Making their own life a bit easier. Nobody seemed to be taking credit for the kill, and she'd never actually seen who it had been that had taken it down. So...

"I'm scanning the area," Sailor Mercury said. She tapped the side of the visor over her head and looked around. "Where was the youma when it was killed?"

"Over there somewhere," Sailor Mars said, then stared in that direction quite intensely. "Hold on, wait a second!" She rushed forward and dropped to her knees in surprise. "This is... Demonic energy. Some sort of demon or other used a fair amount of strength right here!"

"Wouldn't that be the youma?" Moon asked. But Mars shook her head.

"Not the same," she said. "It's like... The difference between fudge and chocolate ice cream. It feels completely different."

"I agree with Mars," Mercury said. "There appear to be two distinctive demonic energy signatures here. I'd guess they're both putting out a lot of power. It seems likely that your clothing youma was killed by something else."

A chill swept over them. Even Sailor Moon was adopting a serious face in this situation. There wasn't anything else to do just now, all they could do was leave and discuss what to do going forward, which they did while rushing off to a nearby alley to change back.

"Is it my imagination or have monster attacks been getting more frequent recently?" Venus asked. "It used to be about once a week, now it's every day."

"Multiple competing factions would explain it," Mars said. "If only we could track them down, it would make things much easier."

"The best thing to do would be a data analysis of recent attacks to find a correlation factor," Mercury suggested. "We could probably figure out which youma belong to which faction, and work out a means of counterattack based on that."

"Yeah, let's do that!" Moon said. "Although... Wouldn't it be better if we made them fight each other?"

"Ever hear of collateral damage?" Jupiter asked. "Nah, we've gotta take 'em both down before they cause any mischief! Let's try Mercury's plan, work out where they align and then plan from that."

All five of them agreed to that. It was the sensible thing to do under these conditions. So. "Perverted clothing youma," Mars began. "It grabbed a whole lot of people and used clothing to grope them. Defeated by unknown enemy youma. What was before that?"

"The gravity manipulator," Mercury said. "That was a tough fight. Its objective seemed to be more general destruction. We defeated that one by -"

She trailed off. All of them did after a moment. It happened after the question was raised in their minds: "How did we defeat that youma?" It triggered something in their minds, something they had locked away until that question came up. Instead of what was right in front of them, the alley wall or each other, all that any one of them could see was a perfect pair of tits.

Perfect in this context was not being used lightly. If you were to study these tits at a subatomic level, they would maintain perfection all the way down. They were massive yet also the perfect shape and there was not a blemish on them. The nipples were perfectly centered, the perfect size. If you touched them with your hands they would have just enough warmth and softness to make the experience pleasant, yet firm enough to remind you of what it was you were holding. Or another way, the balance between softness and firmness was absolutely perfect.

Mercury's hands trailed up her body before settling on her own breasts. They were not tits. They were not perfect. Regardless, she located her nipples beneath her uniform and began to rub at them through the tougher-than-it-looked fabric and squirmed in delight. "We defeated it... By... By..."

"T-Tricking it into making something too heavy," Venus suggested. Her hands lay within her cleavage, content to rub at the inside. Anyone looking at her would see at a glance that her nipples were erect. She threw back her head and dropped to her knees. "Ah!" she cooed.

"That something... Must have squashed it!" Moon continued. She licked her lips while rubbing her thumb in slow circles around the circumference of her breasts. "Fell on it from above. Squashed it flat. What was it again?"

"Ofuda!" Mars gasped. She was grunting like a dog. The normally refined girl was grasping at her breasts without the same kind of teasing patterns of the others. She was like a starving animal which had learned the best way to get food was to paw at her own chest. Her tongue was hanging out, her breathing was impossible laboured. "I tossed an ofuda over it and then someone else tricked it into making it super-heavy by... By...!"

"T-Taunting its ability to keep us down!" Jupiter moaned. She hugged her breasts. She was super proud of them, but in the face of those magnificent tits what chance did she possibly have? "I kept getting back up, so it kept increasing the gravity until the ofuda crashed into it, knocking it out and dispelling the gravity effect! That's when Sai-Sailor Moon finished it off as always! Oh, yes!"

At the instant that had all been decided and agreed upon, all five girls instantly stopped groping themselves and shifted back to normal as though that had not even happened. Mercury tapped her lips. "Actually, this could take a while. I should be able to finish this list by myself... It might be better if the rest of you kept an eye out around town and called the rest of us in if something else happens."

Yes, that did make sense. Mercury was the one most likely to spot anything off with a list of this nature, and she'd certainly remember all of their previous encounters. They would all go about their regular business up until <i>something</i> happened that needed all of their attention. They had their communicators. So the five girls changed back to their civilian guises, and went their separate ways... for now.

Though little could they have guessed that the insidious root of titnosis had burrowed its way into each of their minds.

1. One of the girls has an encounter with Cinder, and is quickly titnosised into helping her plan.
2. Cinder flashes her tits to someone else the Senshi know.
3. That night Naru, Index and Koneko have a sleepover.
4. Or they go on their first patrol, replete with costumes.
5. Ami tries to compile her list, gets distracted by wondering what parameters would create the perfect pair of tits.
6. Something else