Story: Negima Titnosis

 

The air around the war room was tense, and - frankly, calling it a war room was a bit of a farce. A war room should have a table with a map on it, chairs for people to sit on, and should be <i>absent</i> Chisame's stupid big bouncy barely restrained tits.

"Alright, so we're obviously not going to be enough to save the Academy from a lifetime of big titted perversion," Asuna sniffed. "We're going to need heavier hitters than us."

"What's the matter, Asuna dear?" Ayaka chuckled. "Feeling a touch inadequate?"

"Evangeline and Chachamaru!" Asuna interrupted. "Those two are way too strong to be taken down by..." She gestured at Chisame's chest area. Alas, Chisame's face didn't have an especially hopeful expression on it. "Come on, really? Those two?"

"They were the first we thought of too," Chisame said. "And, well..."

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Really now, this whole thing was simply... Humiliating. Absolutely, abjectly, humiliating beyond belief. Who was she? The mighty Evangeline! The feared vampire, who had lived for centuries, reduced to this form only out of a moment of overconfidence in the face of a mage who was a bit more talented than she assumed!

For her to be reduced to this state was.... Unthinkable! Unimaginable! She was stronger than this. Better than this! Hornier than this! Hold on, stop, that last one wasn't helping her case any.

Evangeline shook her head. She was sitting in her living room. Eating biscuits and playing with her tits. Her tits. Her <i>tits</i>.

"Dammit, why can't I say anything but tits to describe these mounds of perfection?!" Evangeline yelled. She got up. She paced around the room. "Tits!" she yelled, then stomped her foot. "Ooh, this is so stupid! I wouldn't mind but -"

"But they make you so horny that you can't help yourself," Chachamaru said, entering the room, carrying a tray full of glasses of milk.  Even the cyborg was under the sway of this dreaded titnosis. Her uniform had been altered so that they were completely exposed, which was hardly fair at all so far as Evangeline could tell. Not that she could tell all that much, because her eye line went to them instantly. And would not budge despite her iron will.

"Chachamaru, let me out of here," Evangeline warned. "This is ridiculous. Patently, stupidly ridiculous."

Chachamaru held out a glass, and unable to stop herself Evangeline grabbed it and guzzled it down in a single gulp. She felt a bit dizzy after that. So dizzy that she toppled forward right into Chachamaru's chest, where her android maid pulled her in nice and tight into a warm embrace.

"My apologies, but I cannot do that. This was your own precaution, mistress." Chachamaru said. "You knew that you were strong willed enough to occasionally resist the compulsion to obey your tits, and so you set in place countermeasures to ensure you would understand and come back to the fold."

A surge of willpower shot through Evangeline like a burst of lightning - alas, her attempt to push Chachamaru away fizzled out when she felt another drop of that delicious milk hit her tongue. That's right. She remembered now. The glory of tits had been fully embraced by her. She had surrendered her mind and her body to their worship - and yet she knew there was a proud part of her that would be foolish enough to resist.

So she had concocted this scheme to occasionally put herself under. It had already been the third time they'd needed to use it. However... the amount of time between each occurrence was a little longer than the last. Eventually, it would be years before she'd need to do it - and maybe even then it could become permanent.

Hey, when you're immortal it isn't like you're in a hurry to finish your brainwashing. So for now Evangeline decided that she would enjoy the cycle. By the end of the week she should be able to head out there and enjoy herself, just like her other big titted sisters out there on the campus who were probably slutting it up even now.

Yeah... She swallowed a big mouthful of milk straight from Chacha's tap and sighed, pleased with herself for being so clever and having such foresight.

"What would the boy say if he shaw this?" Evangeline slurred before resuming her feeding time.

"Not to worry Mistress," Chachamaru said. "He's perfectly happy right now."

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"Our next port of call was Chao," Chisame said. "Sayo was going to check her out, but since I don't see her here either..."

There is little more upsetting than an adorable sad ghost girl, hanging in the air. Sayo kicked her feet in the middle of the air, and didn't seem to want to meet anyone's eyes.

"I tried to approach her," Sayo said. "I tried to, but..."

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If anyone was to take the place of 'most dangerous person in class' it would almost certainly be the cheeky, smiling girl from the future named Chao. She might not seem that way at first. She's pleasant, she's well meaning - but at the same time she has access to magic and technology that has not (in many cases will not) be discovered and used for quite some considerable time.

It helped that she knew certain things about events yet to come. That helped her avoid a lot of big, big problems. Toss in a little time manipulation magic on top of that and even the otherwise quite powerful girls in their class simply couldn't touch her.

Still! She was content to run her little cafe now that her big plans for the past had failed. It was fun, she'd keep things going, nudge things a little bit more subtly to make sure it didn't go too far off the rails.

Alas, things had gone off the rails in a way that she could not have possibly foreseen.

"My goodness, those girls seem a little top heavier than they should," Chao mused aloud while locking the door, then putting a forcefield on it, then for good measure putting a temporal barrier behind that to prevent anyone from getting in. "Something strange is going on, and I don't know what that is. How worrying. How terribly worrying!"

An outbreak of large breasted girls...? On the one hand such a thing should be in the history books. On the other, it makes a strange sort of sense that people might decide to exclude such details. Who would want to eternalize some particularly perverted mage’s prank involving mystically enlarged mammaries? In the case of the latter, that meant that all she had to do was lock herself in here, and let whoever originally dealt with it, deal with it.

"I mean, unless it's some weird temporal paradox," Chao said - then stumbled mid-step as her brain went all fuzzy for a second there. "Oooh, what? What's this? Conflicting sets of mammaries? I mean - Memories?"

Indeed, that's the very thing that was happening to her right now. On the one hand, she remembered her own world. Her own 'past' which happened to be this world's 'future' where Earth and Mars got into a huge apocalyptic war...

Or, on the other hand... a future where every woman had big bouncy sensitive tits that were super fun to play with, there was no war poverty famine or stress, just big bouncy fun, fun titties that melted your brain and turned you into a pervert.

Given those two choices, one could hardly blame Chao for deciding that the new reality would be better. As such, her clothes adjusted at the same time as her body. After all, it wasn't that her tits were growing to their new size. It was more like, they had always been this size to start with.

"Yay, I can stop hiding them now, and play around with everyone!" Chao said, then slipped her hands underneath her clothes to play with her nipples. "It will be so much fun to see them all stop being so flat chested and prudish from now on!"

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Even Chao couldn't fight them...? How horrifying! After all the trouble that girl had caused them, the idea she could be taken down by something so - so ludicrous made Asuna both scared and angry. As anyone that knew her would tell you, when she got scared she got angry - so now that anger was being multiplied by itself, and still growing fast!

Her next thought would have been Mana... But obviously these girls weren't idiots and had already looked into the obvious heavy hitters in their class. In which case, it was time to get a little less obvious!

"Kaede and the twins?" Asuna suggested. This time, Misa was the one who broke eye contact.

"I couldn't find them," Misa said. "I mean, they are ninjas... but based on what I've heard from other people who <i>have</i> seen them..."

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Look at this wall. Do you see anything there? No? Good. You're not meant to see anything there. Certainly not a pair of sisters - identical twins, no less - holding up an image of the wall they were standing in front of that was designed to trick the eye no matter what angle it was viewed from.

The twins crept along the corridor until they reached a window, completely unnoticed by passers by in the corridor. From this point the illusion they were using would not work. They would need a spare moment when nobody was looking before they could proceed any further.

"Fuuka?" a voice which, to anyone passing by, must have seemed like it came from nowhere.

"Yes Fumika?" another voice said.

"I can't take it anymore!" The picture was tossed away, and in the process revealed the ninja twins standing there in outfits quite different from their usual training attire. This might be hard to believe, but not a single inch of flesh was exposed from the neck down. That would be because, well, it very much looked like they had been merely painted black given how thoroughly skintight their outfit was. One twin was sighing wearily while facepalming. The other had put her hands behind her head and was quite deliberately bouncing on her heels while bobbing to and fro. In essence imagine if someone was doing every single thing they could to make a pair of breasts bounce around without actually touching them, you get the idea.

"These titties must be seen!" Fumika yelled, unable to help herself.

“We want to be ninjas Fumika, you were the one who said ninja should be all sneaky until they strike.” Fuuka answered, head tilted a little in exasperation. "Honestly, how did I wind up the more mature one out of us?"

Letting out a weary sigh, Fuuka stepped in front of her sister and undid a concealed clasp, letting her tits kiss cool air. The students in the corridor - who were already staring - went bleary eyed at the sight of them, and then Fuuka squeezed her own tits, barely suppressing a whimper.

"Forget you saw us," she said, sounding equal parts resigned and aroused. "We were never here. Forget that you saw us."

With that done, she begrudgingly pulled her sister under cover again. It was kind of frustrating. At first, Fuuka had used these amazing hypnotits to pull all sorts of pranks. She'd been really energetic, had a blast making people cluck like chickens or think that the water they were drinking was actually hot sauce. It was fun. Fumika had scolded her. Then five minutes after that she'd startd to jiggle them for people because it was fun.

In the face of that she had to be the responsible one in spite of herself.

Alas, the reason they were hiding soon descended upon them, tackling the twins to the floor with a hearty old "Found you, de gozaru!"

That being said this had been a mistake. Fuuka's last prank before her sister lost control was performed on Kaede, and - well, their ninja master was now an extremely affectionate big titted pet. Far too affectionate, in fact. If they weren't careful then she'd wind up using her tits to accidentally put them under, and who knows what sort of ideas she'd put in their heads then!

That's why it was so hard to resist that temptation to be put under to begin with! If the expression they'd seen on other girls was a clue, being titnotized felt awesome! But... No, Fuuka had to (guh) be the responsible one. How could such a fun event turn out so not fun for her? How unfair!

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Seriously?! Those twins now had bigger breasts than - No, no.  This was not the time to get jealous. Especially not of these two brats, the bigger problem was that she was rapidly running out of options for potential allies. Still, there was no way that the entire school aside from the girls present could have turned into titty-obsessed sluts, right?

"...Satsuki?" She suggested.

"Holed up in her restaurant," Ako said. "It's built like a fortress. I tried to get near, and -"

She shuddered. Well, yes. That made sense in a weird way. Satsuki was the one girl that Evangeline was happy to show any kind of respect towards. She was almost certainly more dangerous than it seemed.

Pinching the bridge of her nose, Asuna took a deep, deep breath. Okay then. Alright. So, it really  was just them by the sounds of things. Which made their first port of all.. Not obvious, exactly, but a little more clear.

"We have to capture a girl with hypnotits, and figure out a way to deprogram her."

"Without getting brainwashed by her big sensitive perfect bouncy playful tits!" Chisame interrupted. Then pinched herself. Once on her tit, then a second time on her butt because the first one did the opposite of help. "Guh... Sorry, can't quite help myself."

1. Let's look in on another batch of girls to see how they're getting on.
2. The resistance decides they need to make a move. Let's start with some of the weaker girls and work from there.
3. Suddenly the resistance is raided by big titted girls hell bent on granting them the blessings of titnosis.
4. It turns out this weird series of events has been noticed by the magical world at large. Now that they're over the "wtf" reaction, they're doing stuff too.
5. Something else.