Ever read Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy? Familiar with the bit, "what's unpleasant about being drunk? Ask a glass of water"? Well, right now Misato felt like the glass of water. Her senses weren't coming back to her especially fast, but... But heat. Definitely a lot of heat in the pit of her stomach. Wet, too. Very wet. She hadn't felt like this since she was sixteen years old, sticky and wet and hot and <i>horny</i> as all get out. Almost as if someone or something had, for example, changed her libido to match a sixteen year old's. One that hadn't had sex or masturbated or even had a wet dream in at least a month. Horny enough that rhinos were jealous. Randy enough that if she put her finger into clean water it would turn into beer. No, that didn't make sense, that's just how horny she was. Get it?
"Ugh!" she heard when her ears started working again. "Ugh, yes! Right there, das ist es, weiter, mehr mehr! Oh Gott wieso bist du so gut? Sounded like Asuka. "Ja! Ja! Mehr, höhr ja nicht auf!" It sounded like Asuka having sex. Having very, vey satisfying sex. Come to think, the thing her head was resting against was moving.
Suddenly, memories from before she slept caught up to her, and she opened her eyes again. Now instead of being the glass of water it was like one had been poured over her head. Forget the hair of the dog that bit you, this was the most potent hangover cure in history! The first thing that she saw on opening her eyes were -
Boobs. Big boobs. Big bouncing bountiful boobs. Quivering and shaking and bouncing all over the place. They were attached to a slender feminine figure with child bearing hips, legs that looked powerful enough to crush watermelons between her thighs, and Asuka's head.
It was the ideal Asuka. Her at twenty five years old having taken really good care of herself. Though not nearly as good as the man that was taking her roughly from behind.Muscles rippled under his skin to put envy in the heart of any bodybuilder.His hands were strong, yet gentle, and his penis was - difficult to see given that it was thrusting in and out and in and out of Asuka's gushing pussy. Not that Misato could say hers wasn't in a similar state. It felt like there had been a dam put up between her legs, and it had suddenly violently burst.
"Finally awake?" Asuka asked, leaning back into Shinji so she could kiss him as if she was eating an ice cream cone in a single gulp. So much tongue, you'd swear there was more than one in her mouth. Well... yes, there was. Shinji's. But that wasn't what she meant.
Wait, that muscular man was Shinji Ikari? That reed had... He'd become this? This... fuck, it was hard to concentrate like this! Being this horny and seeing this display right in front of her eyes.
"Do they not make a lovely couple?" Rei asked, suddenly behind her, suddenly pressing her cheek up against Misato's. Her hands groped at Misato's chest, drawing a pathetic, needy whimper from her throat. "I shall take that as a yes."
"Wh-what do you three think you're doiiiii -" Misato attempted to ask, but to her frustration she came before the question could be finished, thoroughly ruining her shorts.
"Copulating," Rei said, holding Misato in place. Ah, her strength had left her after that. Not that she had much to start with after waking up hungover. In front of her Shinji and Rei had turned to the side, giving her a fuller view of what was happening in front of her. It was strange. So strange! On the one hand, she felt furious at them for going against her wishes like this and even going so far as to do this in front of her.
On the other, it was really fucking hot.
That was a bad thought to have. It was a treasonous, wicked thought. However, Misato's body was reacting in a way that made it impossible to deny. Just the silhouette of their two figures, Asuka with her extremely feminine body and back arched, Shinji with his masculine frame driving into her from behind, a hand on the small of the back while the other lay at her hips, thrusting into each other with wild, reckless abandon... you had to be asexual not to be aroused by such a silhuoette. Having it happen in front of her in colour wasn't even a fair fight.
Or maybe it was her suddenly enhanced libido talking.
"Wasn't it cruel of you to deny them this bliss?" Rei asked. The blue haired girl shuddered, and Misato felt every bit of it against her back. "So cruel of you to lock them in their rooms."
"You. Are. In. So. Much. trouble!" Misato said through grinding teeth. "When I get my hands on you -"
"You'll have to wake up first," Rei said, and then Misato sat bolt upright at the table breathing heavily, sweat matting her brow. Her hand swept aside, and she knocked a beer can to the floor, causing a loud clatter that made her jump - but she was alone in the room. No sign of the three of them. A dream?
"Hnnnnng," she grunted. No sign of them. "I swear, if those three have developed dream manipulation power..."
Ugh, such a cliche. Alright. Alright! She got the message. No more booze until this mess was sorted. With the freaky things going on with the three of them it just wasn't safe. She stretched out and - Damn, she really was horny. Maybe... maybe she could have a little fun with that idiot Kaji after all? She lifted her arms and immediately regretted it. Oof! Nothing like booze sweat to make a babe seem unappealing.
Shower. She needed to go to the shower. It would help clear her head, it would clean her up, and then she'd be able to get a little action. She entered the bathroom, stripped down, opened the shower curtain and beheld the sight of Shinji pinning Rei up against a wall and drilling her as if she was full of fossil fuels. Then again, she had wrapped her legs around him like an octopus, giving her the impression that a lesser man's waist would've been crushed within a vice like grip.
"You two!" Misato yelled, but then a thought hit her. "H-Hold on, I should have noticed you before now.. not only when opening the curtain..." Unless they had been deliberately quiet up until that instant? But holding that position while waiting for her would be extremely difficult, surely?
"That's quite right," Asuka said from behind her. The redhead grabbed Misato's naked body from behind. "That's impossible. Look at the size of Shinji's penis, is it even remotely possible for them to not hump each other like this? They they need would far more Selbstkontrolle als ein normaler Mensch haben kann! See?"
Misato tried to use her military training to slip free, but Asuka's hands were a little too quick. One went for the nipple, the other for the pussy, and the instant that happened she lost all control. Over herself, over her body, over the situation. She humped helplessly against the girls' hand - only for Asuka to move her fingers away, inch by inch, letting Misato have only a taste of what her body was, by now, absolutely ravenous for.
"So it's clearly a dream, right?" Asauka asked. "Clearly a fantasy. A dirty erotic fantasy about those under your care. Fucking ecach other silly. You dirty, dirty woman, you. Bad influence, naughty."
"N-Not falling for this," Misato grunted, her hips still trying to reach Asuka's fingers, while in front of her rei turned on the shower and let it wash over her, Shinji kissing her neck. "If you think I'm falling for this, then you've got another thing -"
"-Coming!"
She was alone again. Fully clothed. At the table in the kitchen. Matted with sweat. Looking around, the can she'd knocked to the floor was back on the table. Which meant this was probably a dream... Except that the spill on the floor was still there. Almost like someone had picked up the can and put it back on the table without noticing the spill on the carpet. Or flat out not caring.
Right. So that tore it. Even though Misato was still horny enough to hump her way through a solid brick wall, she was now full of unbridled rage as well, and that served as a great equaliser. She stomped off towards their rooms, finding them still blocked by the chairs she'd put in front of them. For a moment she wavered - maybe she'd been mistaken? But no, they could have thought of a trick to open these up and get out and pull them back, or somehow managed to evade Kaji outside.
Whatever. She should check on them anyway. So she removed the chair in front of Shinji's door, pushed it open and found - Asuka and Rei on his bed in a sixty nine position, their bodies somehow the same shape as the ultimate feminine hourglass figure.
"Mrm, you taste weird," Asuka said. "Like... Like tang, I guess?" Then resumed licking with greater enthusiasm.
Meanwhile Rei was being much more methodical in her approach. It really was a testament to their distinct personalities, the way they were - What was she thinking?! Doing a critical analysis on mutual cunnulingus?! She stepped forward to interfere - but then two thoughts hit her.
One good way for them to get the chairs in front of the rooms again with nothing apparently wrong would be if one of them had stayed outside the rooms and hidden somewhere else. Furthermore, based on pattern recognition...
"Hyaaa!" Misato yelled, performing an absolutely perfect overhead judo throw, ending it by holding out Shinji's hand and putting a knee on his upper chest to keep him pinned down. "Not groping me from behind this time!"
"Aw man, and I was looking forward to that..." Shinji grumbled, not seeming all that fussed about his position. Oh, that <s>boy</s> man. Did he not realise how much trouble he was in? Did he really think she would let him simply hold her with those big masculine arms, let his hard shaft press against the cleft of her buttocks, allow his washboard abs to press into her back, make him stare and watch as Rei and Asuka tumbled around on his bed with each seeming to know... no, not seeming, actually knowing full well where the best places were to touch in order to maximise their mutual pleasure.
Funny thing about anger. It works well at staving off arousal. But only in the same sense that sugar staves off exhaustion. It'll work. For a time. Then you crash. You crash hard. That's why she found herself staring at it. Shinji's penis. It was weird. No, not the penis itself, all penises are like that. Maybe not as big, but - the point was, the weird thing was more... how everything else sort of faded into the background. Everything but the dick and the two girls sort of became blurry. Hard to focus on.
It was the adrenaline high running off that was doing it. Anger sets the body into a position where you're ready for action - and so does intense arousal. That's why it works so well as a distraction. It's why, when you're a little bit calmer, you become all that much hornier afterwards. Don't believe that? Hate sex. Doesn't it have a reputation for being amazing? That's why. The anger gave away a little to lust and - to return to the dam breach metaphor, all it takes is a crack and the whole thing comes down.
"C-Cold shower!" Misato yelled. "Th-The four of us need to have a cold shower?"
The two girls stopped making out and - by Christ those were the creepiest smiles she'd ever laid eyes upon. Misato couldn't stop trembling, could barely stop herself from whimpering. She was starting to hope that this really was a dream after all!
- Shower time. The three clean up and break Misato fully.
- Checking in on Hikari again.
- Elsewhere, Ritsuko makes a crucial discovery.
- Something else
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