Story: Negima Titnosis

 

 "Our first move is obvious, then!" Asuna said. "We must find other girls - any other girls - and rally them to our cause. The more, the merrier. It will broaden our skillset, and give us less enemies to worry about."

"Ohohohoho! Look at you, little miss dictator all of a sudden," Ayaka laughed into the back of her hand. "Who died and left you in charge?"

Unnoticed by the others, Sayo raised her hand. "No, she's got a point," the ghost said. "If we're going to manage <i>anything</i>. We need more hands."

"More hands to grope more tits..." Chisame muttered, then slapped herself. "I mean, many hands do make light work."

"Said the loner who was content running a net idol show by herself," Misa said. Chisame did try to object to this, but was roundly ignored because everyone basically knew already.

Asuna slammed her hands on the table, before an argument could break out. Focus! They had to stay focused!

"The trouble is, if we head out there, we're bound to run into - " Asuna gestured at Chisame's chest. "Then, it's all over. You'll be left drooling and staring and playing with your own chests before you know what's happening."

"I could use my own tits to implant a suggestion to ignore tits," Chisame said. Both Ako and Misa sighed, grabbed one of Chisame's hands, and then pinched her really, really hard. "Ow! What? Did I suggest whipping them out to put you under my spell? I didn't even notice!"

"The answer is quite obvious," Ayaka said. She then pointed a finger right at Asuna, as if trying to be as over the top as possible. "Little Miss here is immune to the visual aspect of their hypnotits! Therefore, she will make an excellent guide dog through the masses!"

"Great plan," Asuna said. "One problem though - In case you didn't notice, We have perfectly normal chest sizes. Even our bustiest member is a washboard compared to them! We'll be mobbed before we can get anywhere. Then game over, yet again."

"We can't just stay here, though... They'll find us eventually."

"Then we engage in a heresy among high school girls," Misa said. "We break a sacred pact - We stuff our bras."

An audible gasp could be heard. The very idea of stuffing. It was like taking steroids right before any kind of sporting event. It was like breaking into the teacher's office and reading the test in advance.

That being said, Ako was twiddling her thumbs and looking to the ceiling a bit. "Right," she said. "Everyone knows you're not meant to stuff. It's not like anyone would assume that every girl does it secretly so that makes it okay, or anything."

"That's a good idea, but it's only half the problem," Chisame said. "It's not just that your tits are big, it's that they're sensitive. Really sensitive. Almost any touch makes them feel good, so, very good that you just want to sit in front of a mirror and grope yourself for hours and hours - "

Her hands were grabbed and pinched until she calmed down.

"The point is you can't only strut out there and expect them to ignore you!"  Chisame said. "They'll notice if you look weird, if you're not moaning in pleasure or ignoring your basic titty instincts."

This was where it dawned on Asuna exactly what Chisame was getting at.

"You can't be serious."

"I am perfectly serious," Chisame sniffed. "We need to teach you girls how to act like titty sluts."

"Without actually becoming titty sluts!" Ako hastily added.

"Um! How do we know this isn't a ploy to make us subconsciously accept our situation?" Sayo asked.

"No, no, this can work," Ayaka said. "If Asuna leads the way, we can all close our eyes and let her lead us through the school grounds."

"In other words, you'd be my freshly enslaved titty pets," Asuna said. "I'm liking this plan more and more."

"Ah, wait..." Ayaka said. Ahaha, was her pride acting up again? "Ohhh, you <i>are</i> the only one that can look around without risk... Fine, it appears we do not have a choice."

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Ever see Sean of the Dead? Great movie. It stands up as both a horror story and a comedy at the same time as it does a romance. Truly astonishing film writing. Anyway, one of the moments that many viewers likely remember is the part where they have to pretend to be zombies.

"Tiiiits! Tiiiiits!"

"No, no! You've got to put a bit more throatiness into it. Make your mouth more of an O shape."

"Tiiiiits?"

"Almost there, now give your tits a nice big squeeze while you do it."

"Tiiiiiits!"

"Ako, you're holding back. Squeezing your tits should be the greatest feeling of your life. Squeeze them! Squeeze them harder!"

"T-Tiiiiiits!"

"Ayaka, let your tongue come out the corner of your mouth. It will give you the perfect brainless look."

"Wouldn't her normal face be enough for that?"

"Remind me which of the two of us has the better grades again?"

"What's wrong Misa? Why did you stop groping yourself?"

"Wh-what if guys see us?"

"They'll be too busy staring at tits! Besides, an idol cannot be ashamed of something like being seen. Be cool, be confident, be a titty obsessed pet!"

Probably the most interesting thing about the above exchange is that you already know exactly who said each line without me having to use a saidism. You've also probably got the proper visual in mind for the scene already, the titty resistance all standing around in front of Chisame, squeezing at their own (bra-stuffed to the max) chests, letting out embarassing erotic moans in a pornographic harmony.

"That's better. You all look like you could really enjoy being a big-titted slut for the rest of your lives! Just constantly rubbing your huge knockers against one another, letting any horny person fondle or suckle your nipples without a care, just utterly slaves to the pure sensation of blissful tit love~"

For once, and only once, both Ayaka and Asuna acted as one, each of them slapping Chisame on the opposite side of her face.

"... Was I trying to induct you again?" she asked. "Well... sorry about that. It feels so good that you can't help but want to share it."

One glance down at her chest, and another rare occurrence passed by.

"Ayaka, my compliments to the lock you put on her chest," Asuna said. "That was your handiwork, right? If not for that we wouldn't be in need of stuffing or acting, we'd all be mindless on the floor by now already."

"Ohohoho, so you finally acknowledge my genius?" Ayaka laughed. "Yes, it was my design."

"Fuck your design, I need to play with my nipples! I need it! I need it soooo badly!" Chisame yelled. "Grk! No! I don't need it. I don't even want it! I... Am in control! I'm in control! What are you flat chested idiots gawping at?!" She sniffed back the tears. You could easily see the tsundere in her coming out here - she hated and loved this at the same time. She wants to be normal, but she loves having these massive tits, but she hates being under its influence, but she loves the sensitivity, but she wants to help but it's so hard for her to concentrate. "Grope and give me twenty! Sound off!"

The other girls seized their chests, and then began to grope them in a tight circular motion.

"Tits! Tits! Tits! Tits!"

Meanwhile, Chisame attempted to grab at her own tits, and muttered to herself about an on and off button.

1. The girls head on out on a patrol, fully confident in their ability to blend in.
2. More practise is needed!
3. Someone stumbles upon them engaged in their practise.
4. Haruna plans to expand her influence.
5. It turns out that Negi isn't <i>completely</i> under, and has something in mind.
6. Something else.