If there's anything in the world that will trap Happosai in place, then it would have to be a heaving pair of breasts. Never mind that they were magically irresistable breasts. Their call was like that of the legendary siren, their allure impossible to escape from. Indeed, if one were to try to remove him from between Ukyo’s chest, they would find themselves meeting the rare genuine fury of the grandmaster of Anything Goes Martial Arts.
"Uh, I don't think he can answer questions like this," Ukyo said. A large sweatdrop began to drop off the side of her head.
"Knowing him, that's probably what he's up to," Ranma nodded. He reached down and tried to pull him off. He'd have better luck pulling a limpet off an inch thick layer of superglue. "Man, he's as stubborn as ever! I don't think anything will get him off your succulent breasts dripping with delicious yummy milk."
“Yup, we would basically need to find a bigger, bouncier pair of tits to get rid of him at this point.” Ukyo said, seemingly messing just how perverted both of their words were.
Happosai whimpered at the sound of that, which sent a chill right down Ukyo's spine which she really hoped was revulsion and not arousal. If there was one thing she didn’t need from this transformation, then it was being sensitive enough for that old pervert to get her going.
“Ehh.. I assume the plan is to find out how the guy managed to do this?” As the brunette said that, she hefted her now absolutely gigantic chest and visibly weighted them in her hands. "Oh, that was a mistake!"
"Not from where I'm standing, onee-sama!" Kuroko said, suddenly appearing right behind Misaka with a pair of vibrators in both hands. Said vibrators disappeared a second later and Misaka's shirt suddenly started jumping and the electromaster jolted up at the sudden stimulation.
"We'd better hurry, that girl is starting to act out of control."
"Ahhhh! Kuroko! Don't you dare try to use this curse as an excuse, you were waiting for the chance to do this!" Mikoto was fumbling with her top, trying to remove the vibrators from her chest. But the sensation of her giant oversensitive tits being massaged like this was enough to make the strength leave her fingers. “Get this stuff off me! Ohhh.. Ahhh!”
"Hahaha, this toy has a really funny shape!" Index said, skipping out of the sex toy shop while licking a double ended dildo. "Something about this shape makes me feel funny in a good way. Here, would you like a lick?"
"n-No thanks," Ranma waved it off. But Ukyo lunged for that phallic shape like a man lost in the desert lunging for a glass of water.
"Huh... vanilla!" Ukyo said.
Ranma was filing that into 'not thinking about it'.
“Hehehe.. this day is so great.” The twin tailed teleporter said joyfully as she dodged a rather badly aimed lightning bolt. The girl shooting it was by now on her knees, having failed to retrieve the vibrators from between her over sensitive tits. "If we can find a way to keep this from being infectious, it might not be so bad to stay like this. Right onee-sama?"
"Kuroko!" Misaka yelled. Huh. That was a lot of electricity going out through the air right now. It remembered Ranma of that one time a fight had ended up breaking a power cable and how it had sparked all over the place. The smell of ozone was strong as the Railgun charged enough energy over herself to power a city block or two.
Well, on the plus side she'd managed to shut the vibrators off. On the other hand she'd, uh, kind of destroyed her top. And since her bra had been lost long ago due to her ridiculous growth, this left her kneeling topless in front of Kuroko. Flushed, breathing heavy and clearly aroused from the ordeal.
“Onee-sama!” Yes, there was zero chance that her roommate could have resisted that sight. Kuroko teleported within an inch of her and immediately started stuffing her face into this perfect valley.
"I'm thirsty!" Index suddenly declared while walking right up to a mortified Misaka and clamping her mouth down around the Level 5 Esper's fully erect nipple.
Well then. This was a pretty surreal sight, so far as they go. Uchan with Happosai using her breasts as a pillow, that nun and that teleporter nursing on the electrochick's tit. This really couldn't get much weirder, right?
"Oho, I thought I heard the smell of ozone and heard the sound of ripping clothes," the last member of their little group cackled. She held up a shirt. Well, more like a tube top. With a transparent boob window. And the word "thunderslut" written across the front in big bold letters. "Here's the least revealing outfit in the store! You're welcome."
"Right, well! Anyone got any bright ideas on how we can get answers out of this guy?" Ranma asked, suddenly feeling like a cold glass of water wouldn't be out of place right about now. Being the only guy surrounded by magically enchanted babes was doing anything but wonders for his self control.
"I have an idea," Misaka said. But she sounded really irritated for some reason. Huh. Ranma wondered why that might be?
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So, it was a pretty ordinary day so far as a certain busty telepath was concerned. Hanging around with her underlings, catching up on the events of the city, plotting and planning ways that she could finally score with that hunky nice boy with the memory problems and terrible luck -
When all of a sudden, for no reason that those around her could see, she bent double over from laughing. The blonde’s face contorted into a grimace of mirth and even a hint of tears could be seen in the corner of her eyes.
"Ah! Misaki! Are you alright?" Hokaze Junko, a girl with long curled hair asked as she tilted her head in confusion. Another smaller girl next to her named Makigami Komaki was also looking on curiously. The third member of the group was named Kobayashi Shimanaka was looking around for whatever had caused their leader to start laughing like this.
"Pffff...." Oh no, the girls thought that she was being attacked by a sneaky Esper! "I-It's alright girls! It's nothing serious! Bwahahaha! Thunderslut! That is the best! The very best thing I have ever seen in my life!"
That got the three of them looking at each other in genuine concern. How touching. How pleasant.
"A-anyway, I have to go out for a bit," Misaki said. "You girls be nice and stay here alright?" She gave them a cute salute, and her eyes sparkled with mischief and cheekiness. "This is official Level 5 business after all. If you get involved, something worse than death might befall you!"
"No, Misaki! Please don't go yourself!"
"If it's dangerous enough to make you double over in pain from merely sensing it, then it must be a dangerous foe!"
"Whoever this Thunderslut is, we shall not let them harm a hair on your head!"
Misaki tried to hold it in. But couldn't. Oh, she couldn't even try to manage it! That last remark alone was enough to make her start laughing again. It was too much, too much comedy in quick succession! She had to put one hand in front of her mouth to stop from everyone in the area hearing her.
Ah, but alas. Their loyalty wouldn't let them leave her alone. Which meant they'd tag along, catch sight of those rather magnificent 'enchanted' breasts' fall under their sway and help spread the blasted thing around the city. At least this group were making an effort to stay out of sight, so that was <i>something</i>.
Well, the Queen of Tokiwadai did have one way to deal with this. As the last round of laughter left her lips she pulled out a remote and sent them off on a rousing game of Monopoly. Not that they actually had a board, but their minds would tell them they did and that's all that mattered.
"Hello, hello! My, my aren't you an interesting bunch," Misaki called out to a seemingly random alleyway. "Hrm... Now, you should really stop holding back your feelings. I'm quite sure that Akane girl likes you as well."
"Hey! Who said I liked Akane!" Ranma Saotome sputtered in such an amusing and cute manner.
"Not me," Misaki teased.
"Ah, ha ha..." Misaka laughed and sighed. This was one of the reasons she dislike dealing with Misaki, that girl was far too nonchalant at using her power. Seriously, she used her power for anything and everything, no matter how minor or stupid! And she always liked to rub it in that her breasts were bigger whenever they met up. Not anymore. Misaka thrust her chest out, the comparison making it clear who the winner was. "Don't worry about it Ranma, she's always like that."
"Yes, that's true," Misaki said, returning the gesture and paling in comparison. "Yet it's also true that... At least my breasts weren't magically induced. Right? Mph, my goodness. If I weren't such a strong telepath then even I might have succumbed to those memories of yummy milk. Luckily I have a thing called dis-ci-pline. You should try it sometime."
"Look, can you two continue this pissing match some other time?" Ukyo insisted. "You're supposed to be some kinda telepath, right? Well, pull out what we need from this old freak's brain!"
"What's the matter Ukyo? Starting to like the feeling of having that crinkly old perv latched onto your chest? Oh, don't bother thinking up a threat, I'll just transfer the information from his mind into yours. Not that I think you can do much about it, but at least it'll be a start."
Two quick taps of her remote and that was all they needed. Oh, this was almost as delicious as that milk was meant to be. Oof, but that was a powerful compulsion. Even she had trouble resisting it. As much as she enjoyed playing around with 'Thunderslut' over there something like this could hardly be taken lightly. A plague of perversion was exactly the kind of thing that a Level 5 like her had to do her role in resolving.
Part one was the data transfer from Happosai to Ukyo. Part two was <i>staying the hell away from this as much as possible.</i> Misaki was pretty sure that about ten minutes or so with those dripping jugs and she'd have been as horny and curvy and <i>contagious</i> as the rest of them. So: Let them solve it. If she got more involved then she'd only make it worse.
Besides which. That tube top and the memory of Misaka apparently blasting off her top to get rid of a pair of vibrators stuck inside her shirt... that kind of memory goes a long way to getting into Mental Out's good books.
“Oh, if you know how to fix this, can I have the old guy?” This rather unexpected question was asked by Index, who waved one hand to get everyone’s attention.
Even Misaki was baffled by the request, if simply because the little nun was one of the few people she wouldn’t read. She didn’t deal with her much, but she knew that doing so would lead to her brain dripping of her ears. And that was not a metaphor for anything sexy!
“Why in the name of all that is good would you <b>want</b> to take this old pervert back with you?” Ukyo asked, somewhere between hopeful and disbelieving. There was only one thing that would get the old fool off her, and that was if another pair of enchanting titties was free for the taking.
“Oh Oh! Touma said if I bought the old man back, he would satisfy this strange new <i>hunger</i> for me!” As she said that, Index waved her hands even more, the safety pins holding her robes together straining to contain her bounciness.
Screeeeeech. Well then. That was the sound of two Level 5s stopping in their tracks and turning absolutely and completely pale. Touma? She was going to go to that boy and make him satisfy her <i>appetite</i>? With the word spoken in a way that made it impossible to misunderstand? What made matters worse for Misaki was the aforementioned fact that she couldn't read this girl's mind in the slightest. Oh, but she could certainly read that Lessar bitch's amusement in the whole thing.
"Well why didn't you say so!" Kuroko said. Her thinking right now was... Give Happosai and Index to 'the gorilla' and then he'd leave her 'onee sama' alone. Not a bad theory except for the fact that Touma was <i>hers</i> dammit all! The teleporter appeared right next to Ukyo, grabbed Happosai, teleported her into Index's cleavage, and then began hopping off back the way they'd come with Index and Happosai in tow. "Oh, gorilla! Mister gorilla! I've got a present for yo~ou!"
"Kuroko!" Misaka yelled. The two Level 5s made eye contact, nodded in the unspoken understanding of a pair of romantic interests, and then immediately gave chase leaving Lessar behind with the confused martial artists.
"Huh," Ranma said. "Well that sure was a- "
He was then tackled to the ground a moment later by Ukyo, and shortly afterwards Lessar. Needless to say but they'd be a little preoccupied for a while.
- Cue a wild threesome between Ukyo, Ranma and Lessar.
- Misaki and Mikoto try to stop Index and Kuroko.
- Nabiki tries to get Tearju infected.
- Back to Shampoo and Yami on their adventure of not molesting each other as long as possible.
- Something else
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