Pity Shingo Tsukino. Pity this young fool, who has been cursed to bear witness to his spontaneously ridiculously hot enchanted mother and sister. There was nothing worse than to be given a glimpse of perfection, to have paradise one hand length away and yet be unable to reach for it. It wasn’t fair, what did he do do deserve this kind of torture? As if it wasn’t bad enough to have an annoying older sister, now he had to deal with an annoying older sister who could probably seduce a nun right out of her robes.
Worse yet, he was now caught in the company of that big sister's friends. Two of them. The priestess and the Usagi-lite. Heh, before this had happened he had actually thought her kind of hot, but now no normal woman could potentially compare to the insane hotness that were his mother and sister.
Seriously, this was hell. The sheer amount of therapy he was going to need to deal with this might leave him destitute for the rest of his life. He didn’t know how he was supposed to remain sane until adulthood. The thought of being around Usagi and his mother for years to come, with no chance to tap that, was maddening. It was a bad situation that couldn't possibly get any worse!
"Hey, let's try out those dance games!"
Oh, why did he suddenly feel as though things were going to get a lot harder for him? He looked askew at Rei, who winked conspiratorially at him.
"Huh, didn't think you were into those kinda games," Minako said while twirling a stray strand of hair. "I'm in! We'll have a team match. Me and my new friend, versus you and Shingo!"
Perfect! Was what Rei thought at that. She had been about to suggest this team-up anyway. Perhaps the Senshi of Love was unknowingly playing into the hands of love itself.
Well, Rei wasn’t expecting her to reciprocate Shingo’s feelings, especially since her going out with Usagi’s brother would add an extra layer of weirdness to things. But! She had to create a moment for him where he was at ease with them, so he could confess his feelings!
The whole point of this was to give the boy a chance. He'd never be able to move on if he didn't at least tell her how he felt. Love was beautiful and nothing bad could ever come from it, even if it was doomed to failure.
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<i>Blue Wing! My servant, you have done me will. <hic></i>
It's never a good sign when your boss sends you a tipsy telepathic congratulations. It is the sort of thing that ends with them awkwardly hitting on you, something that wouldn’t be so bad here if it wouldn’t leave Blue Wing a love-struck ball of lust and desire.
<i>I'm tipsy 'cause I'm getting a whole lot of energy allllll at once! Tee hee.</i>
That made sense. Lurking about here in this arcade, she was definitely feeling a significant amount of lust. Especially when that brunette walked in with that brat. He was basically oozing unfulfilled desire for some reason.
<i>Here, have a power boost. Bring me more lust. Woo!</i>
Ooh boy, now her fingers and toes were starting to tingle! Ah, but right now she was being coerced into taking part in this dancing game. How was she supposed to induce lust while dancing?
... Stupid question! Really stupid question!
"Hrm, let's go for... Moonlight Sonata," the brat suggested. For some reason the blonde and the brunette shared a look, then shrugged and rolled with it. Blue Wing stepped back, allowing the two of them to step up to the plate. What a truly perfect opportunity!
"Hi there, I'm new to the area," Blue Wing said while discretely working her magic, drawing out the living image of the boy's target of lust. Huh, actually that was two targets.. a threesome fantasy when this young? Ohhh how deliciously amusing. "Nice to meet you."
"Hi there New to the Area..." the brat sarcastically replied. Huh! Didn't even give her the once over! Then again, considering the targets of his lust she would have to really up her game to hit that level. How unexpected that he had run into these two somehow.
Well then let’s see.. she had a lot of raw power to work with now. The sort that could pull of quite some tricks. Better be careful to not affect everyone in the arcade, yet at least.
The screen before them came into life with the arrows flying down the screen. With a little wave of her hand Blue Wing changed things around a little bit to make things more... exciting.
<i>Fighting evil by moonlight...</i> the voice coming from the speakers sang, while onscreen the very image of the two babes this brat was drooling over flashed across the monitor. Hugging each other, breasts pushing together as if they were trying to smother something between them. Both of them wearing the uniform that was displayed on the dance machine. A rather skimpy sailor uniform with a skirt that was illegally short.
Meanwhile the two dancing girls didn't even notice that the steps they were taking were a touch more... erotically charged than before. The directions and timing carefully measured out by Blue Wing to both match the music, and entice the two girls into some proper rump shaking action. Of course, it couldn't hope to match with what was being shown on the screen but...
"Oh come on..." the brat whimpered. Hah! Well, he didn't have to feel too bad. From the way that conversation in the arcade was starting to die down it sounded a lot like the other patrons were also falling under the spell. Kukuku! Just as planned! Now, sure, Blue Wing hadn't actually worked out why this blonde bimbo wasn't as curvaceous as those babes in this brat's mind but - screw it, Pervosa was getting a shitload of energy anyway so who the hell really cared?
And she was getting this much lust energy when it wasn't even her turn to dance.
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It was quite the challenge to get Usagi Tsukino to take things seriously. But when she did, oh boy did she ever throw herself into it. Usually in a kind of clumsy way. Not so much here!
"How does this feel?" Sailor Moon asked her colleague.
"Good! Pretty good! Pretty amazing!" Sailor Jupiter screamed.
It was like, in addition to her new curves, she had gained the sort of skills that could turn the most prudish of people in a slutty puddle of lust. Somehow Usagi just found herself knowing that <i>this was the right spot</i> and <i>lets kiss there</i> to get the best reaction. It was actually kind of fun watching her friend’s reactions.
Meanwhile Luna had noped out of the room after somehow managing to open a window. The last thing she wanted to do was sit there and watch the mighty Sailor Jupiter get fingered into a coma by the inexplicably super-sexy Sailor Moon. As for Ami, she was wearing blinkers and a pair of earmuffs so she could at least pretend to be focusing on the task at hand. That is to say, using one hand to flick the bean while the other typed faster on her keyboard than most people can manage with two.
There were advantages to being a super genius, though this wasn’t one she had ever considered before now.
Honestly, imagining what was going on over there was probably much more erotic than it actually was. After all, Ami's mind was a pretty vast place. Her imagination reserves were actually quite large, and what she was imagining was... Sailor Moon had tied Jupiter up with her own underwear so that she was spread-eagle, lying on her back. Sailor Moon herself would be perpendicular to Jupiter, taking her index and middle fingers of both hands (which would still be wearing gloves) and with one thrusting into Jupiter's mouth while the other pushed into her quivering, drenched pussy. The normally tall, powerful and confident Jupiter would be reduced to jelly, all the strength in her legs turned quite useless in the face of this relentless assault.
Once all strength had left her, Sailor Moon would pull her over so she was hanging over the bed and slowly and relentlessly milk her breasts with both hands. Treating them with love and care, making the girl that was so proud of her chest helpless as her boobs trembled under the assault. Soon Usagi would start sucking, kissing the nipples tenderly in between, as if she were trying to actually make them produce milk.
Which would actually be kinda hot, Ami couldn’t help but notice.
Of course, what Ami didn't realise was happening was that Usagi had found a bottle of lotion, had tipped it out over her breasts and was using both her own erect nipples and tongue to probe for Jupiter's weak points. Of which there were several. You could probably find puddles out in the street that had more consistency to them than Jupiter's leg strength right about now. Her eyes were more glazed over than the world's biggest donut, and her tongue had rolled out the side of her mouth so hard that it was stuck to the outside of her cheek.
Beep beep. Beep beep! That urgent sound immediately caught Ami's attention. "Girls! I've noticed something strange!" Ami yelled into the room with her eyes closed. "There's a definite spike of lustful energy. I've already traced its source. It's... the arcade!"
"Oh! Good work Ami!" Moon said. Ami didn't hear a word of it as she still had earmuffs on, but she did feel the hand patting her on the top of her head. She came right there and nearly collapsed to the floor. "Alright! Mercury, Jupiter! Let's head off to the arcade and kick some ass!"
"Nnng... Ri-right behind you!" Ami whimpered, squirming hard and grasping onto the wall to stay upright. "On second thought, it might be best if... If I walk somewhere where I can't see your perfect legs, perfect butt, perfect hips, perfect back..."
"I'll be there in two ticks," Jupiter breathlessly said, raising her finger into the air. "Just... just gimme a few minutes. To catch my breath. Remember what it was like to not be cu-cumming."
- Things heat up in the arcade, as Rei tries to push Minako onto Shingo.
- Blue Wing makes her true form known at last, prompting a youma battle with the senshi.
- Moon and Mercury get distracted en route.
- Pervosa is drunk on all this energy. This leads to bad choices being made.
- Something else
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