Kuroko had a plan. It was a good plan, a really clever plan when you thought about it. Her goal was - and always had been - her Onee-sama, Misaka Mikoto. And yet... and yet, for some reason that brute, that gorilla, that <i>fiend</i> Touma seemed to have her attention! Not just her attention either but a whole host of other girls! Including this ditzy ever hungry nun that she was dragging along!
"I'm hungry!" Index complained.
"Relax, relax! I'll get you food soon," Kuroko said, trying to not look back otherwise she might get a little hungry herself. Guh! Not fair! Not fair at all! Her love belonged to Onee-sama only and nobody else. It was all the fault of this strange.. plague of perversion for trying to lead her astray.
But then, if it had such an effect on her, then surely she would manage to finally succeed at seducing her Onee-sama. At least once her rival had been dealt with effectively. And, oh! One quick toss of a busty sexy naive hungry slutty nun, a quick few photographs of the deed being done, she'd forget all about the gorilla in no time. Probably need some consoling, too! Ah, how sad. How said it would -
"I said, I'm hungry!" Index complained again, then whirled Kuroko around and into a deep, deep smooch. For a moment there Kuroko actually gave into it, imagining it was her beloved Onee-sama... but then she teleported away, not far just a foot or so, wiped her mouth and then grabbed the nun's hand again, teleporting much quicker in their pursuit of that... gorilla!
"Forgive me, Onee-sama, for I have sinned..." Kuroko mumbled to herself.
"Nothing to forgive!" said the old man attached to Index's chest. Aha, she'd almost forgotten he was there! "Never apologise for your feelings, young lady. Especially when they feel as good as this! Hotcha!"
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One of the biggest problems when dealing with teleporters is drawing a bead on them. One moment you're aiming squarely at them, the next they're several feet away even as you've pressed the button. It was, to say the least, quite frustrating. Especially when you're in pursuit like this.
“Goodness, your Kohai really has a troublesome meddling ability.” Misaki said, arms folded under her impressive bust and underlining its size. Normally such a sight would deal quite a lot of damage, but right now Misaka had the blonde beauty beaten in chest size easily.
Well in that area, and pretty much every other part of physical attractiveness, to the point where her cleavage probably broke a few laws of physics.
“Oh shut up, who is the one who had to take a break after a short jog?” The Railgun answered, turning around. It could have been rather intimidating, if not for her oversexed body and the shirt proclaiming her to be a <b>“Thunderslut”</b>
Misaki couldn’t help giggling a little at the sight.
“Urgh.. at least help in some way, use that stupid brainwashing power of yours and get your oh-so esteemed spy network to do something.” She asked, raising a hand and closing her eyes. “This place doesn’t have nearly as many security cameras as Academy City, so my power is not going to find them quick enough.”
“Kukuku, who said I wasn’t already setting my little minions to the task?” She answered, just as the sound of a phone ringing went out.
The brunette blinked, pulled her phone out of her pocket and raised it to her ears. “Hello, Misaka Mikoto.”
“Yes Misaka-sama, we have tracked reports of a cosplayer in a nun outfit and a twin-tailed girl.” A gruff voice that clearly belonged to an older man said.
“What the- who the heck did you get to help?” The Railgun asked, turning to the girl with golden stars twinkling in her eyes.
“My scouting ability is far better than yours Misaka, that is the police chief of Tokyo.” She answered, smirking at having succeed where the Railgun failed. “Now, don’t I get a little thank you?”
Misaka bit her lip. She really wanted to give her a 'thank you' alright. By making her suck on her big milky tits. Suck them dry. Oooh, dammit! Her chest was hot with lust, and her nipples were in desperate need of a good hard tug.
Only one thing kept her from squirting milk into her fellow Level 5's smirking mouth. The fact that... her boobs were already beasts as it were. If she were to fall under this influence too...
"Hey, sexy ladies! Going my -"
Misaka licked her lips, fiddled with the bottom of her top - only to get shoved aside by Misaki, who pointed a remote at the guy and made him walk away.
"I don't need to be able to read your mind to know what you were about to do," Misaki taunted. With her teasing lips. Which would be put to such better use - No, no! Don't do it, don't turn her! "A little self control is a wonderful thing, don't you think?"
"M-Makes you wonder why you keep on taking it away from others," Misaka stammered. "Ahhhh! They're so full feeling! I want to be milked! I know it's shameful, but I can't help feeling like this anymore!"
"If you want, I could always milk you Onee-sama!" Kuroko said, suddenly appearing behind her with grabby, grabby hands... Which for once Misaka did not push away. If anything, she made her perverted Kouhai squeeze them tighter, tighter! "Mmmph... who is my thunderslut Onee-sama?"
"I am!" Misaka said a little too quickly for her liking. Oooh, she could feel the milk dribbling out of her nipples. So good! It was soooo good! If this kept up, oh she was going to get addicted to this.
Then she heard a click and Kuroko went limp.
"That was fun, but we have a schedule to keep to," Misaki tutted. "I see she's left the nun elsewhere? Hrm... I'll have to send her to retrieve her... And in the meantime, why don't we buy you a milking machine? That ought to keep you happy. Right, thunderslut?"
"I... will... end you..." Misaki grunted, feeling a bit more in control over herself now.
Even if a small part of her whispered that she should get right back to milking herself, show that blonde bimbo how it felt to be a slave to their body’s needs. It would be so easy right now, dab her fingers into this milk and flick it into her mouth. Or maybe cram the finger down her throat. Give her a taste, get her hooked and then let's see who is having fun at whose expense!
... It would still be her though because those things were practically udders already. Ugh!
"Kuroko, be a dear and find Index, then bring her back here," Misaki said. Then, the teleporter popped away, to wherever the hell she'd been at before. "Now, since poor Index has that Happosai creep stuck to her chest, bringing her back here as well should put paid to this little affair, don't you think?"
Somehow Misaka wasn't sure of that. If she'd given in to temptation that easily, other girls with lesser willpower might not be so ready to give this up.
- A new chase begins! And probably ends pretty quickly when Kuroko finds Index trying to beg for food.
- Nabiki spreads the corruption further
- Ukyo finally gets around to actioning the 'cure'.
- Something else
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