A group of four girls walking down the street doesn't seem like the most interesting thing in the world, does it? Well, these four were certainly not ordinary girls by any measure. This was the civilian identity of the famous heroes, the Sailor Scouts, strolling along in search of Minako, who had not shown up when she was meant to.
"You don't think a youma...?" Makoto asked. She bit her lip, and her eyes flicked down to check out the other three. Yep, she still had the supreme bosom of the lot.
"Minako would have transformed," Rei answered, side glancing at Makoto's chest and biting down envy. She'd always been more proud of her legs, but now that she'd learned the beauty of breasts... "She's been doing this longer than the rest of us, so there's no way she'd have given in that easily."
"Unless it was a handsome man who seduced her, who turned out to be a villain," Usagi sighed. All four girls had a moment where they stopped thinking about breasts and nodded along, they could easily see Minako falling for that.
But then they all went right back to thinking about breasts. Not all the same thoughts, mind. They were thinking about how best to show off their own without being indecent, thinking about how nice they were in a general sense, how to make them bigger, and of course jealousy of Usagi because she has a boyfriend who can play with her boobs all she wants.
"Say, shouldn't we be trying out that new modification you made to the transformation pen?" Makoto asked Ami. "I'm dying to try it out."
"Not without Minako as well," Ami said. The genius girl was practically salivating at the thought of it. All five of them, standing together topless. With big, perfect, bountiful, mathematically defined and refined mammaries so magnificent you could only call them tits. "It's not fair to leave her out."
“Okay, okay.. Have you found her yet?” Rei said, a frustrated note to her voice as her hand absently patted her own chest. Normally she was the one among them most likely to stay serious, but even she had been hit quite badly by the tit-obsession. Never mind having already had her brain melted by Naru and her friends.
Really, all of them had gotten quite a nice load of hypnotits to the face, it was kind of inevitable that they would fall for them even with a memory-wipe. Especially with a repeat dose. Here's to hoping that it doesn't interfere with their ability to save the world/galaxy/universe if and when some new cosmic horror comes knocking looking to borrow a cup of sugar. In this instance, sugar is a metaphor for the screaming souls of the human race.
"I've got her signal right here," Ami said, tapping at the 'glasses' she was wearing. Actually they were computers disguised as glasses which were at least two decades ahead of the rest of the planet, but - whatever, it didn't matter! What mattered was, she knew where Minako is. "I've been able to triangulate her coordinates as her transformation pen has a unique signature pattern. We've had to stroll around in a particular manner so that I could acquire three distinct points -"
"Could you please tell us the dumbed down version?" Usagi asked. Ami cringed. That <i>was</i> the dumbed down version. How had this girl ever passed a maths class?
"Minako behind green door." Ami pointed right ahead of them. And then, the four of them rushed it as the same thought entered their heads at once: Find Minako, have big titties! Hardly the most nuanced or intelligent thought the group would ever have, nor was it the noblest intentions but... see the above regarding how mind whammied they had been by the tits.
“Ahhh! No! Ahhh, only Senpai should touch.. Ahhh!” Only to find Minako face first between the legs of a dark haired girl wearing a collar who would have probably looked quite good in a goth outfit. Also.. she looked quite familiar.
Minako pulled her face out to quickly say "I'm your senpai now!" before returning to what she was doing.
They looked around the room and... there was some office lady with her face planted on a couch with her bare ass up in the air, her skirt around her knees, making cute little whimpering noises. Then there was some punk girl with - were those youma wings? - lying on the ground with her legs spread wide apart, gasping for air. Oh, and there was also another naked girl in the corner of the room, lying there and taking deep breaths while staring vacantly ahead, she was kind of hard to focus on for some reason. Also her chest was criminally flat.
"Hey, aren't these the bank robbers from earlier in the day?" Rei asked.
"That's one way to catch crooks, I guess?" Usagi said.
Huh. That was not what Ami was expecting. Not even a little bit. Her brain was rebooting in an attempt to process all of this, and the part of her that was still quite an introvert was having a really hard time with all this sexual deviancy going on all around them.
Though that thought process was interrupted when a new presence entered the room. Stumbling in, carrying a bottle of aspirin, was a woman... who totally blew Ami's idea of the perfect bust out of the water.
“At least I finally found an aspirin..” The woman grumbled, holding a glass of water in one hand and a bottle of said medicine in the other. A moment later she blinked, turning her head to the group of Sailor Senshi staring at her, and the rather momentous bust that was almost totally covered in clothing. Even covered there was an almost <i>majestic</i> presence to these monster mammaries.
“Oh for the love of.. I thought I had put up enough anti-scrying wards for this shit to not happen..” She grumbled on, eyes almost closing as she raised one hand and facepalmed. Her giant tits bounced at that, just the slightest jiggle that couldn’t quite be contained by its bondage of clothing."Ugh, I really shouldn't do this, it's inviting more temptation... but right now I can't be bothered."
Then she pulled her dress open and let it all hang out. And, oh boy, was there a lot to hang out! At the sight of those bare, divinely blessed tits all the four of them could do was stare and drool.
"Goodness, you went under pretty easily," Cinder said while jiggling her tits around. She pinched herself. "Ah, started to enjoy it a little too much for a moment. Now. The four of you. Are you here for the blonde slut over there?"
The four nodded in unison, though their eyes very carefully stayed focused on the same spot.
"Take her away with you. Find somewhere private. Then fuck her like she fucked the rest of us. That girl has a lot of pent up lust that she needs let out."
Now, one thing that's worth noting is that Ami had left the mercury computer on auto-record. Which makes sense. She was triangulating Minako's position earlier on, so making sure that she kept a record of everything was kind of important. Well, could anyone argue that these tits weren't important? Give it a try, she wouldn't listen. No argument could possibly bear weight.
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They say that beauty is only skin deep, but ugly goes down to the bone. If that was true then Naru <b>really</b> did not want to see any of this thing's skeleton.
“I obey the tits..” The.. thing said, voice slurring and lacking any of the confident arrogance that had echoed from its voice a short time ago. Was it even male? She wasn’t sure but Naru really doubted this one had any sort of luck with the ladies.
"Nooo, why do I have to have an eidetic memory and see that?!" Index cried, rubbing at her head.
“This.. is this why he is evil? I-I cannot blame this one for being evil..” Kirino added, shuffling a little back and nervously playing with a shuriken to distract herself from.. it.
Meanwhile, Koneko was staring straight at it without flinching, without reacting. "I have seen many stray devils in my time," she said. "This is the single most hideous I have ever seen." So it was unnerving how she was talking about this like it was no big thing.
“This.. this is a crime against all things good and right in the world. It must be cleansed from this world!” Index said, a righteous fire in her eyes.
“Wait.. shouldn't we interrogate.. Him before getting rid of.. him?” Naru asked, not quite believing herself that she spoke up in defense of that creature.
“I didn’t mean kill it, wait a moment..” Index said before pushing a hand between her giant tits and.. Pulling out the book on titnosis. Right, she had made this weird pocket-space trick. “Alright here it was, chapter 23, get rid of the ugly.”
Yes. That sounded like a good idea. The best of ideas, the very supreme notion of a plan. They all gathered around to read, and... well, their faces went through a pretty interesting mix of expressions. Even Koneko.
"I am starting to think the writer of this book is an enemy of womankind," Koneko said.
Kirino made a gurgling noise that was pretty incoherent, then toppled over. "S-So dirty!"
But Naru stayed quiet. They'd done much more erotic things to each other already off their own initiative. So why should something like this be enough to make them react this way? It was just an erotic dance, that's all...
“Huh.. I wonder if Touma would like something like that?” Index asked, voice oddly lacking any worry or shame. “Okay.. we need a pole..” She raised her head and then blinked, before pointing towards a long metal pole at one end of the room. Oh yeah, they were in a fire-department. "Um, does anyone know how to do a pole dance?"
"I have some experience," Koneko said. She walked up to the pole and then spun around it. "Have you never seen our first ending?"
"No fourth wall breaking!" Naru bopped her on top of the head. Hurting her own hand more than Koneko's head.
Kirino blinked, opening her mouth to ask what they were talking about when Koneko started dancing. At which point her mouth hung open for a little while longer and a small whimper escaped her lips.
Koneko had taken full advantage of her supernatural strength and dexterity to pull herself up the pole, hugging the steel with her body and grinding her hips against it. A twist of her wrist and she was turning, then a whirl and she was upside down, her top threatening to slip down and revealing the underside of her perfect tits in the process.
Nevermind the fact that their flimsy white shirts were also quite transparent due to how wet they were.
"Hey, don't just stare!" Index said, shoving Kirino and Naru from behind. "With ugly this bad, we all have to dance!"
Yeah, that made sense. Sort of? Koneko was hanging upside down from the pole by her legs. Her hand reached out to Naru, and the next thing she knew she was being hauled up, and then the small cat-devil really got to show off her strength by guiding Naru through a simple pole dance, while spinning around upside down on the pole. Hook her leg around the bottom, grasp hold with one hand and around she went. Guided by Koneko, who had a hold of her head and - Oh! Well, a kiss wasn't exactly unwelcome right now, but it was making it difficult to remember what she was supposed to be doing exactly...
"Hmph! That's nothing! Watch this!"
Out of the corner of her eye Naru saw Kirino jump almost casually to a higher point up above Koneko, where her ankles wrapped around the pole, hands up above her head to grab onto it and she began to grind her ass up against it, shaking her chest for all to see.
As for Index, she was squat down towards the bottom with her head in just the right spot where Naru was not colliding into her. Ah, Koneko must have pulled her up a little while she wasn't paying attention? With all these jiggling hypnotits- including her own - and Koneko's tongue in her mouth, it was a little difficult to focus. W-well, anyway! Index was on her knees behind the pole and using her hands to squeeze her impossibly large tits with the pole in the middle, then made very interesting sliding motions up and down and up and down -
The next thing Naru knew she was standing topless in front of the youma. Or... rather, the big breasted woman that used to be the incredibly ugly youma. They were honestly nothing alike except for a vaguely similar colour scheme.
The ugly seaweed like hair had turned into a bright green mane. That horribly sick looking skin had become a rich dark colour without the slightest visible flaw. The pair of disturbing things in her face were now almond shaped eyes the colour of the ocean and her lips a beautiful red colour.
And my.. that was a nice pair of boobs. Not as good as proper hypnotits, but still ranked in the top 5 racks Naru had seen that didn’t automatically melt the onlooker’s brain into goo.
"Yay, it worked!" Index cheered.
"Kukuku... Now that this distraction is dealt with, we should - nnnngh - definitely interrogate her for more information about... Ah! Koneko! Not so rough!"
Kind of hard to do the intimidating ninja thing when a busty catgirl devil is massaging and kissing your tits. Still. Kirino was right. It was time for an interrogation.
- They get a bit of background information on the big bad.
- Another youma interrupts before they can learn anything.
- Meanwhile the Sailors are taking their command to heart.
- Cinder is getting drunk, to hell with being responsible.
- Something else
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