Sunday, 7 October 2018

Story: HCI




The Misaka Network is quite the sophisticated gestalt, with members scattered across the world. Simultaneously, they all felt it hit them at once. The intense arousal, the suddenly shared memory of the sight of Ryoga Hibiki's penis.

And it sent shockwaves through them all. It grabbed hold of their attention by the lapels and shook them like an earthquake until it consumed their focus whole. Though they had the same core personality, feelings were a little mixed across the Network. Some were envious of the Misaka that had the privilege to see this in person. Others were insisting that she make a closer inspection. Others still were cautioning that this seemed off in some immeasurable way.

But it really came down to the Misaka at the scene, whose view on the whole matter can be summarised as "Misaka want snu snu!"

A statement which, among other things, was making Mikado deeply regret introducing that show to the clone.

"Hey, leave Ryoga alone!" an extremely busty girl yelled, tackling Misaka away from him before she could seize hold of that precious, beautiful prize. Now, one might think that would be the end of it. After all, the Misaka clones don't have a ten thousandth of the power that the original had. After all, the original had worked hard to develop those powers over the course of many years. She hadn't always been that strong. In fact, she'd been rather weak when she'd started - and that's where all the clones were, without the motivation to really improve.

So Akane Tendo should have no problem holding her down. Right? She's a tough girl. Way tougher than the Sisters. A little static electricity was nothing to someone this tough. And their military training was not really impressive to a girl that regularly beat up dozens of boys without so much as breaking a sweat.

Well, yeah. But the Sister did have another victory condition. That is to say, a victory condition that takes the form of Akane's enhanced and enchanted bosom.

Once the Sister saw those teats it wasn't a question of thinking of a way to getting it in her mouth. It was practically a foregone conclusion already. The Sister dove for that sweet, sweet taste in a heartbeat, and before anyone could stop her -

"W-wait, don't lick tha... buh..."

That sound you heard was the sound of a horny tomboy struggling and failing to resist enjoying the sensation of another girl drinking milk directly from her oversized heaving bosom. It really was not the kind of experience any level of martial arts training can help one prepare for.

"Misaka, no!" Mikado yelled, as if that sort of thing ever stopped anyone.

Since Akane was in absolutely no condition to do anything to remove the girl suckling at her teat, Ryoga Hibiki bravely stepped in and hauled her off, with a splatter of yummy fresh milk dripping to the floor from both Akane's nipple and the Sister's mouth.

"That was quite delicious, Misaka observed, while absently noticing something strange coursing through her - "

She didn't quite finish the description of what she was about to say when the change hit. It was actually kind of a good thing she was already naked, as this girl suddenly gained a ridiculous set of curves. Her slender figure vanished, disappeared, transformed into a voluptuous knockout.

It wasn't actually instant of course. It took a few seconds for those changes to creep in. It wasn't so much the change that actually interrupted her as it was the beginning of the change making her sink to her knees in unexpected bliss. Magic coursed across her nerves as her chest gained mass, swelling like a balloon into something even more fun to play with. The clone's erogenous zones awoke from slumber like a demon in some fantasy tale that legend said had been sealed away millenia ago. Hungry, ravenous and absolutely demanding attention right this second or they would cause <i>so</i> much havoc.

Of course, this rather left the other Sisters in the Misaka network feeling... peculiar. None of them had changed as well, but they had felt that. Oh, how they had felt that.

<i>Sisters. Misaka believes we should experiment with sex, Misaka thinks while gently - then roughly cupping her own bosom. As much sex as possible, as soon as possible, Misaka hastily added.</i>

And then she realised she was being held back by an extremely appropriate hunk. Ooh, yes. Give her some of that!

<i>... Those breasts are larger than any other Misaka, Misaka jealously observes.</i>

<i>This seems to be an infectious phenomenon, Misaka hasilty adds, trying to distract everyone from feelings of feminine inadequacy. Misaka has been studying disease vectors, and this sounds quite interesting, Misaka continues.</i>

Which led to a bit of an animated discussion on disease vectors, and the biological causes of such an apparently magical event which contravened several laws of physics as well as biology. Not that the Misaka under the influence much cared about that. All she wanted was some Hibiki dick.

"Mister Hibiki, please toss her in that corner."

"Uh... I don't really toss girls?"

"Then put her there gently and back off!"

Too bad that piece of Hibiki meat was attached to a pretty talented martial artist who was also extremely self conscious about his oversized junk.

Still, as she was carried off to the corner and put behind a forcefield the Sister could take solace in the fact that she had surpassed all of the other Misakas in existence. Even the original didn't have boobs like this!

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You know what really sucks about suddenly having massive and sensitive tits? Running. Yeah, running is a major hassle! Here she was, in hot pursuit of a dirty old man trying to throw lightning in a pique of righteous justice and her funbags kept on getting in the way. Both because they were slapping her cheek, but also because... Ah, she wanted to touch them so badly! Not fair! Not fair at all!

"Achoo!" And as if that weren’t enough, now Misaka (the original! The railgun!) found herself sneezing on top of everything else.

"You know, if this was a cliche anime series that would mean someone is talking about you behind your back..." Index said. Guh! As if things weren't bad enough that weirdo nun that was hanging around Touma lately had also been boobed up. "Also, only idiots catch colds."

Which was right about when Kuroko used her new boobs to slap Index in the face. "Don't you dare talk about onee-sama that way!"

"Will you quit that, and - why haven't you used your teleportation to catch him yet?"

"... Oh! Sorry!" Kuroko yelped. "I was too busy watching your new chest bounce to manage anything against him. So sorry onee-sama!"

Idiots! She was surrounded by idiots! Well, at least now they'd get him - or he'd somehow manage to dodge the pegs that Kuroko liked to teleport. How fast was this guy?!

"Hahaha, nice trick with the teleporting!" the old man taunted. "Come on, come on! You can do better than that!"

"Any ideas, Ranchan?" Ukyo asked. "He's leading us around in circles!"

"Don't worry Uchan," Ranma replied. "We'll get him yet! I'm coming up with a plan already..."

Why did that fill Misaka with a sense of dread and despair? Oh, and lust. This boy was super cute and d...definitely worth a... No, no, no! That's the change talking! It's the wildly unscientific change talking! Ah! She could hardly wait for the scientific explanation behind all of this. If she could get a paper written up on it, she'd be set for life!

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Okay. Okay. Mikado could work with this. She risked a glance over at the Sister... who was masturbating furiously with one hand and groping her boob with the other to the point that milk was shooting out against the force field... Well maybe working with it was the wrong way to put it. She was a professional, but this spell or transformation... whatever you call it. The most insidious part about it was that it beckoned to you like a siren call.

It was at the point where she couldn't even have Ryoga or Akane in the same room as her anymore. Either one of them was absolutely alluring. Beyond belief. Part of her was almost jealous of the girl in there, pawing at herself. Pleasuring herself. Letting out some of the steam that was building up inside her like a pressure cooker threatening to explode.

"Sorry about this!" Akane yelled from the next room over. "I didn't mean to let her suck on my yummy, scrummy milk!"

"No, Akane!" Ryoga replied from another room. "It's my fault. If I had only been more careful and not let her see my giant swinging dick then that poor girl wouldn't have been afflicted with this... This curse!"

Giant... swinging... dick... Sucking... on... nipples... Goodness me, for a moment there Mikado had forgotten how to breathe. She shook her head and called over her shoulder to her newest test subject.

"How are you feeling, Misaka?" Mikado asked. Making very sure not to look at her.

"Misaka is perfectly fine, Misaka says while imagining Mikado naked as the day she was born."

This... was bad. Very bad. Potentially. So far as she understood things, the Misaka Network allowed the clones to share information. Would this curse function the same way? If it did, then containing her in that forcefield wouldn't do anything. The blasted curse would already be global.

Of course that was worst case scenario. Best case scenario? The intense arousal was being shared across the Network. The memory of the transformation, the urge to engage in sexual activity with that hunk Ryoga or that babe Akane would be spread across thousands of girls across the globe. They'd be feeling the same desires that Mikado was feeling right now. That same temptation to give in. To walk into either of those rooms or to let the forcefield down. Feelings she would have already given into if she hadn't taken something to calm herself down. Something that wasn't quite working as well as it should.

Still. On the plus side. She'd retrieved some samples to analyse. Having said that... it might be in her own best interests to introduce a level of separation between herself and it. Just in case she succumbed to the desire to taste test that delicious seeming substance.

  1. Mikado's experiments proceed.
  2. The chase continues
  3. Nabiki's plans to spread the curse hit a small snag.
  4. Something else

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