Aika had to give them this much, these bit titted weirdos sure knew how to make a girl welcome. Now that she'd met the apparent boss of the bunch it was easy to see why Raynare had been so eager to introduce them. Asia. Was. Adorable. Busty, but adorable. Look at her! Sitting there in that black dress covered in frills that showed off pretty much her entire chest. Even without the tits she'd be so cute that Aika could eat her whole. With them? She looked like a divine being, too good and pure for this tainted Earth.
"More tea?" asked the other goth girl, a flat chested goth apparently called Mittelt.
“I can get more if you want,” Asia said. She rose to her feet - but then Kalawarner gently pushed down on her shoulders Making Asia s-sit down... so hot... And - and her tits were bouncing around from all this movement, and it was so distracting so delicious so... Perfect.
"I must insist, it is our place to care for your needs," Kalawarner said. Astonishing. She was a knockout on her own, with some of the best curves Aika had ever seen. Yet compare it to Asia, and it simply didn't stack up. It was like there was something.. missing, a quality beyond mere size.
Aika started, perhaps a little too hard. But she just had to understand it, had to get <i>what</i> it was about Asia’s chest that made her heart thump and her loins heat up suddenly. None of the other girls present said anything, not like they were doing anything else themselves anyway. As for the young woman with the irresistible rack, she was almost worryingly oblivious to the attention.
“What sort of tea do you drink normally miss Aika?” The blonde asked, bending forward and causing her chest to bounce and jiggle in a way that caused the brunette’s brain to short-circuit for a bit.
“Juicy melons..” She murmured, drool gathering at one corner of her mouth.
“Oh, I am not sure if we have melon tea.”
Which brought to mind Asia's naked bust getting cold tea poured over it. The thought was more delicious than any other Aika had ever... No, there was one thought more delicious. Issei's cock being used to stir cold tea.
It felt like her brain was swimming in syrup. Every time Asia moved it revealed something new, something precious, something that simply must be protected at all costs. Something that, for some reason, brought Issei to mind. <i>must make them meet. Perfect for harem. Perfect for the King of Breasts!</i>
"Oh, girls! Why don't you all relax a bit?" Asia said, giggling at all the fussing about her. "Let's all get to know Aika better!"
"Yes mistress," the three girls said while rubbing at their own chests. In unison. As in, rubbing the same parts of their chests in the same way, at the same speed, in the same direction, without looking at one another. That was weird right?
<i>Not for titnosis, this is pretty normal. I'd say they're about stage 2, almost ready for stage 3...</i>
Aika would have noticed the sudden new addition to her inner monologue if she had been in a better state of mind. As is though, she didn’t even quite grasp it when the 3 girls sitting with them all stretched and long black wings grew out of their backs before folding in a comfortable way behind them.
“Hmmm.. better they get all cramped if you keep them inside for so long.” Raynare said while leaning back a little.
“I am happy that you can feel so lady Raynare.”
Normally the sight of angel's wings by those not attuned to the existence of the supernatural is a mind blowing experience that can leave a person nigh-catatonic with wonder and amazement. After her recent exposure to both titnosis and cocknosis, this kind of thing was actually almost mundane by comparison.
<i>Definitely gotta get Issei here pronto. Or her to Issei. Either way, gotta have her worshipping his cock!</i>
But while Aika was trying to think of a way to set-up this meeting, another member of their little meeting had their own plans.
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<i>“Asia is perfect, I just have to set her up with lord Azazel.”</i> Raynare’s mind had been twisted and brought to submission by Asia’s perfect tits. She loved them, she adored them, she wanted nothing more than to worship them with her tongue. But that hadn’t change her love for her lord and master Azazel. A borderline Yandere type love which could have easily gone bad if not for Asia’s influence and accidental brainwashing.
Never would she have thought that she would try to set up a human girl with her beloved. But this was just too good, Asia was the best possible mate ever. The boosted Gear wasn't even a part of her calculations.It was all about the breasts. The mammaries. The big round titties.
"Asia, there's someone I want you to meet -" Raynare began. Then she was tackled to the ground by her fellow Fallen Angels.
"What are you doing?" Mittelt asked while brazenly squeezing and teasing Raynare's bust. "You want her to meet Master Azazel?"
"She's not ready," Kalawarner said. All three of them seemed to know exactly what that meant... but at the same time, if any of them had been asked then they would have been completely confused.
"She's perfect," Raynare protested. She pushed up against the flatchested goth. Hah! See which of them is superior? It's obvious, right? She was relenting already because the one with the bigger bust was the one who was right. Just made sense.
Unfortunately for Raynare her thoughts were promptly swallowed up by Kalawarner dumping underboob all over her face.
"She's not ready." And clearly she was correct because her boobs were clearly bigger. "Must get stronger. Azazel... Nnng... Too strong!"
That might seem a little strange, but there was a little voice whispering this to the Fallen Angels at the back of their mind. Based on what they knew of Azazel, a Fallen Archangel would simply not succumb to titnosis as quickly or easily as they had. Their willpower was stronger. Their resolve would not be cut down so easily. You'd need more. Much more before you could bring down someone at that level...
“W-wait, you three sh-shouldn’t fight!” The Fallen Angels had been so distracted by their argument that they didn’t notice Asia walking up to them. The beginning of tears were glistening in her corners and it was clear that she didn’t quite know how to deal with this. The three girls stopped struggling against each other and stared at her.
Asia had folded her hands as if in prayer, perhaps to ask her god for strength. It caused her monstrous chest to be pushed further up, nearly escaping the black dress that was just barely containing her tits. “W-we are all friends, you shouldn’t fight.. ehh..” She blinked confusedly as they all looked intensely at her. “P-please stop fighting and make out?” Her stare was like a deer’s caught in the headlights of a moving truck. Such innocence and purity could not possibly exist in this world... and yet there it was!
"I'm sorry!" all three Fallen Angels said in unison. Their eyes all glazed over, and then Raynare and Kalawarner turned towards each other to begin sloppy making out. Mittelt left a little left out, unable to fulfill Asia's instructions. But soon enough Raynare gave her the attention she craved. Or rather, their mistress craved. Or rather, their Mistresses tits.
Over to the side, Aika's sleepy eyes turned to see the Fallen Angels taking turns stealing each other's lips and, apparently, really getting into it. The glass of milk in her hand, still untouched, was lowered from her mouth, and she wandered over towards them feeling strangely confused. It was weird. Now that Asia was turned away from her, she was thinking clearly again... or at least more clearly..
"Are you guys okay?" Aika asked. And then wound up with her glass of milk being thrown out of her hands by a large black wing. The glass flew through the air, spilling milk all over her and over Asia who was standing a little behind her.
"Oh no! I'm so sorry Mittelt!" Asia said, quickly taking off the dress. "I'm so clumsy, I got your clothes all dirty."
"No problem, dirty them up alllll you want," Mittelt mumbled, staring ahead without a care in the world. Why should she, when her brain was too busy being melted to form a care in the first place?
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Well, now she was up here in an abandoned church's bathing room. Today was not going as per Aika's expectations. Not even a little bit. She'd come here with the expectation that she'd be helping the King of Breasts expand his influence. Instead, she'd found... Something else.
<i>Titnosis. That's what it's called.</i>
"Okay, I know you're in there," Aika said, rapping at the side of her head. "My brain was all fuzzy before, but now that I'm thinking clearly it's obvious. Who the fuck are you, and how did you get in there?"
<i>Smart girl, I am something you would call an imprint of Cocknosis. Made from a mixture of your master’s commands and the will of Cocknosis itself. It was easy for me to hop in here as you had a deep seated repressed fascination with Issei's dick even before he read the book.</i>
Her Master. Issei. Or more precisely, Issei's wonderful cock. The idea of denying that she was ever interested was impossible, even though she'd normally violently deny it...Aika briefly went off to her happy place for a little bit, but slapped herself hard across the cheek.
"Titnosis. That's like this cocknosis thing, right?"
<i>Sort of. I mean, it's kind of like the girl's version, I guess, but there are a couple of other subtle differences. For example, cocknosis tends to push the user into forming a harem of pretty girls, and is only really used to keep away anyone that's suspicious.</i>
Aika suddenly had a bit of a headache. "And titnosis?"
<i>Turns girls into tit-obsessed sluts with hyper sensitive hypnotic tits bigger than their heads. Titnosis is addictive and there is a compulsion to spread it to others, leading to societal collapse as everyone becomes too obsessed with big bouncy mammary glands to properly function.</i>
That.. was a bit worrying, yet Aika couldn’t quite stop herself from thinking that Cocknosis sounded somewhat selfish compared to the freely shared pleasure hypno-tits would bring about.
Though perhaps she was a bit biased since Asia had just stepped back into the bath, carrying only two towels in her arms. The blonde’s gigantic tits jiggled as she opened the door and handed over one towel to her guest. “Sorry, I had to look first to see where the towels are stored.”
<i>Aika, be careful. The only reason you haven't gone as crazy as those Fallen Angels is because I'm sitting in your brain reminding you of Issei's dick. But if you let her give you bigger tits...</i>
Bigger tits. Give her bigger tits. The idea sat at the back of Aika's mind. If she asked, then Asia would almost certainly do it. She bit her lip and tried to swallow it down, but the thought bubbled up treacherously time and time again.
Issei loved boobs, loved them in all sizes but especially when they were big and bouncy. With tits like Asia, she would be able to outgun mistress Rias and anyone else. She would be at the top of the heap, be the first to get a hard long dicking...
<i>Aika! This is how civilisation ends! You must get this girl to meet with Issei, pronto! If you explain the danger to him, make him understand, then he'll have no choice but to contain this girl before she does something extremely dangerous, like taking that chest into a girl's locker room and accidentally causing an orgy!</i>
That was true, she had to tell her, tell her of the perfection that was Issei. She would have to make it clear how much of a great person he was, galant and kind and ever helpful.. not to mention his perfect cock.
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Meanwhile, an unfamiliar busty girl was skipping along the corridor towards the girl's locker room. Funny thing, she was wearing the boy's uniform for reasons one may only speculate upon. Her chest was gigantic, so oversized that they were threatening to rip open her top at any moment. There was actually a bit of flesh visible where the buttons threatened to be ripped off at any time.
"Hello!" this girl, who was absolutely not a genderbent Issei Hyodo, called upon stepping foot inside the locker room. Finding the kendo club undressing inside. "Don't mind me, just getting dressed alongside my fellow girls!"
"Are you a new member? Huh... I don't remember seeing you about school before, but something about you seems familiar..."
"And why are you wearing a boy's uniform? Are you actually a girl?"
Any complaints were quickly drowned out when the shirt came off. Instead there was a lot of open mouthed staring, jaws dropping and tongues hanging out in disbelief. A few of the girls even raised their hands up to their own chests, touching them before a sound of disappointment escaped their lips at the inadequacy they found.
"Tum de dum," the girl who was not actually Issei said. "Don't mind me, just getting dressed. It's just us girls in here, right?"
The door suddenly flew open, and Rias Gremory was standing there in all her fire and fury. Well, not all her fire and fury. You could tell because the room hadn't burned to the fucking ground. Still, if she was a normal human girl this would be all of her fire and fury. The point is, she reached into the room and grabbed issei - excuse me, the girl who was most definitely not Issei - and dragged her out of the room.
"This is no time for you to be goofing off! We have a lot of work to do."
“B-but Rias, I just wanted to.. To test out what I have been learning. Come on, there is no point to having a skill if you don’t field test it.” The insanely busty girl had turned towards the Gremory heiress and was giving her the puppy dog eyes. “Pleaaase!” And then she took a step closer and pushed her uncovered tits against the redhead’s chest.
"N-not fair! Using those... those... Nnng! If you turn back into a boy, we'll end the day with a wet t-shirt contest!"
"Well, why didn't you say so! I can peep on the kendo team any time now, hahaha! Come on Rias, let's experiment with my new form!"
Well, that would have to wait a minute. Rias needed to lean against a wall to catch her breath. Those tits... she'd barely been able to resist them. Even a nanosecond more of contact, and she'd have completely succumbed!
Thank goodness there was nobody else about with that kind of ability. There's no telling what kind of chaos that might cause!
- The tests on Issei's abilities resume.
- Asia accidentally corrupts Aika. This feels backwards somehow.
- Aika finds a way to get Asia to meet Issei.
- The ORC make their move to bring the council under Issei's control.
- Something else
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