There were numerous tangible benefits to being able to get away with any and all sorts of perverted activity that you might want to get up to. Shinji had experimented with it for a while now, pushing the boundaries, understanding what counted and what did not. He could still get in trouble if, for instance, he did something dirty that could be interpreted as not dirty while still being against the general rules of society.
If that talent had evolved to allow him to order people to do anything he wanted, then that could be a problem. It could draw undue attention. It could mean that he was gaining greater abilities that he didn't know anything about. It could mean...
...
To hell with it, he was on a date with two babes, he was going to have fun.
"Say! I have an idea for what we can do next," Shinji said. "How about we go swimming!"
"That sounds fun," the waitress, Miss Horaki said.
"The only swimsuit I have is my school swimsuit," Rei said. "It is at the locker at school, and the building is closed."
"Ah... then go and find something you can wear in the pool," he said, then quickly added "The sluttiest thing you can find on short notice, and then fill it out so you have the sexiest body possible that will fit into it."
She vanished with quite impressive speed, leaving him alone outside the cafe with little to do except grope the waitress. Strange though. "How about you give me a kiss?" he suggested.
Miss Horaki shrugged, but didn't fend off his grope. Strange. No reaction at all? A little further testing and the waitress didn't obey his command to give him a kiss, or show her boobs, or anything like that. Maybe the power only worked on Rei? Because she was a fellow pilot? Yeah, that could be it. He could order her around, but nobody else, or something like that... Gave him something to chew on while he waited for her to return.
Without warning he heard several men start to catcall. Naturally, Shinji turned to look. How could he not, when such a reaction was happening right behind him? Part of him sort of regretted that he did. Namely, the part that was irritated he was having to pick his jaw up off the floor. Because, there she was. Returned already. Rei Ayanami, wearing a swimsuit that exceeded his expectations. He'd thought she'd go out there and find, say, a slingshot bikini. Or a string bikini. Something snug and tiny, which left practically none of the body up to the imagination.
Instead she had shown up wearing what looked like body paint covering her body from the neck down. As in, she was actively naked right now, and had simply made it look like she wasn't naked by painting her body.
"Uh!" he gulped, blushing down to his toes. It didn't hurt that her body - previously hot in a kind of subdued innocent sort of way - had become ridiculously mature. On instinct, he threw his jacket over her shoulders.
"R-Rei, what are you wearing?!" Miss Horaki gasped. Quite rightfully! He could get away with that, but she - She very much couldn't!
"This brand of body paint is waterproof," Rei replied. "That should be sufficient to count."
Aha, right. Okay then. He could see the logic. If he sort of squinted. Though why would he squint when he could instead check this sublime work of art out? Ugh! He was losing track of what he was supposed to be doing today, this was meant to be a date where he got to know her better but now he was heading off to the pool with a hot waitress as well as... fuck, he couldn't tear his eyes off her.
"Lead me to the swimming pool, make sure I don't get hurt along the way," Shinji said, and watched her retreat out into the streets. Damn! She was just so... damn! Though one thing was bothering him. "So... why did you make your boobs that big exactly? I mean, you could have made them any bigger, right?"
"I increased the overall surface area of my body to use up all the body paint in the can," Rei said. Matter of fact. Cold as ice. No, actually. Not cold per se. More like lukewarm. As if it didn't affect her at all. You know, it wouldn't be too hard for him to... for example... Make her talk to him in a seductive way. Ah, maybe that was a step too far even for him. In which case, let's try a different approach.
"What do you think about me?" Shinji asked. An innocent question. She should be fine with answering that, surely.
"You are Pilot Shinji Ikari, the son of Commander Gendo Ikari. You are an adequate pilot who is not a pervert."
He waited a moment. "And... anything else?"
"That is all," Rei said. "Those are the facts I have to hand."
"How do I make you feel?" he tried next. She stopped in her tracks. Ah, they'd arrived already? He'd been enjoying the view so much, he hadn't noticed.
"How do you want me to feel?" Rei asked.
Well, that was quite the question. How did he want her to feel? Why would she ask something like that? Was this cold persona not actually a persona... but her real self? Ugh! So many weird questions coming up out of nowhere! All he really wanted was to tap that, he didn't have time for this bullshit!
"... You're a really weird girl, you know that?" Horaki said out of nowhere. "How do you want him to want you to feel? I mean, this whole thing is really weird. You weren't nearly this hot before, and for some reason I can't seem to leave either of you -"
"Oh yeah, that's right!" Shinji snapped his fingers. "Say, do you have a swimsuit?"
"No? What? I was working!"
Shinji mulled it over for a moment, then nodded. "Rei, give her a swimsuit that fits her." Without missing a beat, Rei reached into thin air and pulled out a swimsuit, then handed it to her. "Tell me how you did that."
"I did it because you ordered me," Rei answered. No emotion. A clinical answer, ice cold from a hot babe. That being the case, there was only one thing he could order her to do right now.
"When we get to the swimming pool, have fun," Shinji commanded. There! That should assuage his conscience a little bit! He hoped. Honestly, Rei was really making him feel weird. "I wanna see a sincere smile by the end of the day!"
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Her preparations were complete. There would be a video conference at 9AM, which was approximately 5PM Japan's time. It hadn't been that difficult for Asuka to make the arrangements. The argument wasn't complicated - by having the pilots interact with each other, it would breed friendship, camaraderie, and permit the easy exchange of tips. With that in mind, there was no real way to say no to such an innocent suggestion from their brightest rising star.
There was just one tiny little problem, unfortunately. Asuka couldn't sleep. The anticipation was getting to her something fierce. So, she'd already dressed up in her outfit so that she could be certain she was ready. Now, she'd been quite meticulous about this outfit. Red to invoke passion, and the colour suited her well anyway. Check her out in a plugsuit sometime.
With that in mind, a red and white striped pleated skirt, dark red knee socks to manipulate the gap effect, and draw attention to her best features. Her thighs and her butt. Then, she'd taken a red shirt and carefully calculated the best way to wash it so that it showed off a bit of navel. By which she meant "basically her entire tummy" while still otherwise fitting fine. Throw on her reading glasses on top of that, and she had a sort of casual slutty schoolgirl look down pat.
Alas, that didn't take her long to sort out. Which meant she was sitting at her desk, one leg dangling over the other, drumming her fingers on said desk, bored out of her mind but still unable to sleep... Bah! Screw it, she might as well indulge in a little espionage. What was her target up to at this very moment? In answer to that, there was only one way to find out: Hack the security network for Tokyo 3's security cameras.
"Now, where would a pervert go in the middle of the day...?" Asuka wondered aloud. There were a couple of places, like maid cafes, stripclubs... But she found him at a swimming pool in short order. He was sitting by the poolside, naked as a newborn, splashing ihis feet in the water while nobody gave a damn.
"Hrm, not bad, a little bigger than average..." Asuka mused, then shook her head. Don't check him out. He's the one that's going to drool over you, not the other way around! "What's got him so erect anyway? Let's see..."
She switched camera to take a look inside the pool itself, expecting him to be staring at a group of girls. Well, she was partially right. He was indeed staring at a group of girls. Two of them in particular. One, going by her research, was the older sister of a classmate of his. She was currently engaged in horseplay with a girl that... looked like Rei Ayanami, but had a body that simply wasn't fair. At all. Part of the reason Asuka had chosen this outfit was to play up her best qualities, while downplaying her lowest. Like her boobs. They were nice, but they weren't especially big.
Rei, though. She had the total package. No matter what metrics she used, that girl had a body that any woman would envy. Even a genius like her... Those things could act as floatation devices! For pity's sake, competing with those would be - It would surely be!
"Verdammit!" Asuka spat, switching off her computer before watching another moment. "Six hours. I still have another six hours to get to the lab and whip up a breast enlargement something or other! Let's see, it would have to have a rapid onset hormone growth with a sensible cap, so that it doesn't continue beyond the point of my health..."
- Threesome at the pool!
- Shinji experiments a bit, trying to work out the limits of what Rei can do. Turns out "literally anything she's ordered, even paradoxical things" is the answer.
- Asuka tries to make her boobs bigger.
- Skip to the meeting.
- Something else
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