Patreon Stories: July

 

Pride and Joy.

For Kasumi Tendo, housework was a meditative thing. She was so skilled, so practised at it that she could do it on automatic without having to put in any further thought. Some might say this made her seem a bit airheaded, others might call her a yamato nadeshiko - and on the latter, they would certainly be correct. However, that did not mean that she was a perfect angel. She had her own wants, her own desires, her own needs.

And today, that meditative tendency was backfiring on her. Hard.  To look at her, you would see someone merely washing dishes with a serene look on her pretty face. Indeed, her own father passed by the kitchen a few times without comment, noticing nothing awry.

But in her mind there was only one thing. Hard. Throbbing. Thrusting. Penetrating. Dick. Penis. Cock.

Earlier when she'd found Ranma ploughing that Kuno girl, the insane gymnast making full use her her flexible lithe body to thoroughly enjoy Ranma's rough fucking, Kasumi had been enthralled. Unable to move, unable to speak, unable to tear her eyes away, to the point that she only blinked when it became painful to not.

When they'd finished, Kodachi collapsed like a ragdoll, leaving Ranma looking sheepishly at her. It was still hard. Pointing right at her.

"Ah, Kasumi, sorry about this..." he said, as if there was something to apologise for.

All that Kasumi could do was sink to her knees, crawl over to it, and start licking it reverently.

"You don't have to do that, you know," Ranma protested, or perhaps she should say that he lied because yes, yes she did. She had to clean up the mess that Kodachi had made all over his big hard cock. Her tongue ran up and down the shaft, and each of her taste buds, even hours later, individually thanked her for the treat bestowed upon them.  Rationally, she recognised what she was actually tasting was more down to Kodachi - but this was not a time or please for reasoning. Penis tastes goooood.

"Did you say something, Kasumi?" her father asked, snapping her back to the present.

"Ah, just thinking out loud about what to have for dinner tonight," Kasumi gently replied.

"I look forward to it then," Soun said." If it can make even you mutter aloud about how good it tastes, it must be delicious indeed! Hahaha!"

He wandered off, leaving Kasumi... hanging up clothes. Ah, was that what she was doing? Then back into her memories she went.

Once she'd bathed every inch of Ranma's shaft and balls in her drool, Kasumi really got to work deep throating that sucker. While she did so, she was absently aware of Kodachi taking off her dress - for the best really as she might have torn it off if not for her. She did her best to fit as much of this monster in her mouth as possible, but it was simply too big. Far too big, it should never have been able to fit inside her in the first place.

"H-Hey, Kodachi, what are you doing to her?"

"Making her feel good, Ranma darling," Kodachi said, sleepily, with no small amount of arousal. Was she? Was she making Kasumi feel good?  Or was it the fact she had this dick in her mouth that made her feel <i>fucking amazing</i>... Oooh, yes! Now that she mentioned it there was a definite pleasant feeling around her nether regions. It had felt good. Really quite marvellous, but when compared to how it felt to have that ridiculous, impossible length of meat in her mouth? It was a pale shade by comparison.

And that, in turn, couldn't hope to compare to what came next. She had laid on her back, spread her legs and beckoned for Ranma to use that weapon of his in the way it was intended. He was sheepish about it, rubbed the back of his head, but his cock twitched still hard even after what she and Kodachi had done to it so far.

"Sorry about this," Ranma said, then leaned down, brought his hips back and thrust it inside her. "Didn't mean to drag you into this."

"I wonder what he was apologising for," Kasumi said. She fanned herself and tried to stop herself from squirming from the memory. Now that she had reached this point in her recollection, holding back was no longer possible. She put the handle of the feather duster in between her thighs and began to hump into it, remembering vividly the feeling of Ranma's penis pushing into her, filling her so thoroughly and fully that she felt herself become a wild animal. Losing all sense of reason, casting it aside to satisfy some base urge.

"Nihao!"

Shocked back to the present, Kasumi found herself staring at an unexpected pretty face. Shampoo, hanging upside down from the roof and smiling serenely at her. On reflex, Kasumi stepped back a bit, fully aware of how protective Shampoo could be about Ranma. And what she felt about obstacles.

However, Shampoo dropped down, landing on her feet and moved towards Kasumi with no apparent malice. The word apparent  was getting a lot of Kasumi's attention right now. The rest of it was going towards the fact that, even though it had been only a few hours, she was really really -

"Need airen's dick?" Shampoo asked. "Look at you, trembling and sweating, ready to hump way through wall. Need relief, yes?"

Kasumi nodded. "What's happening to me?" she whispered. "It's - It's like I'm going through withdrawal." Yes, now that she put it to words that was exactly what was happening to her. Every waking thought seemed to gravitate towards one subject. Ranma's dick.  It wasn't merely arousal she was feeling, but an outright craving. An itch that she couldn't scratch.

“This normal. While it never get better learn to live with feeling eventually.” Shampoo said, and then gave Kasumi a very coy smile. "Shampoo help take the edge off if you like."

"Ah, that's very kind of you, but no thanks," Kasumi replied, reaching deep inside herself to find her best smile. "If - If you'll excuse me, it seems that my chores for the day are finished." A little earlier than usual too. Goodness. "I have something I need to do right now."

That thing was rush to her room, strip down naked, lalock the door, lay on her bed and hold her pillow to her mouth so she didn't scream the house down as her fingers got to work. Normally when she was in need of a little relief she would try to work herself up to it, but no need this time. She was gushing like a waterfall. Her fingers - at first merely two, but quickly three and then four - pumped quickly, quicker than Kasumi knew she could move her own body.

"I didn't mean to draw you into this too," Ranma had said. Kasumi hadn't replied, she had lost the capacity to put her thoughts into words. Not that she was having much luck with coherent thoughts anyway. The boy grabbed her hips and lifted them up, enabling him to more effectively dick her dick her dick her so hard so hard, yes, yes, yes! "But I guess now you're a part of it..."

"Ohohoho, Ranma darling, don't be ashamed!" Kodachi laughed. "She is very beautiful. While it is a shame that I must share you with yet another girl... it is strange, but after seeing you rut with her I desire to see more of it. More of her. Show me that face again, Kasumi Tendo. Show me what it looks like to be lost in the purest form of bliss that a woman can ever feel."

That was when something surprising had happened. Kasumi had found herself being kissed by Kodachi. Now, Kasumi never interacted with Kodachi. In fact, she didn't show up around here as often as the other girls did. Nonetheless, Kodachi did leave a strong impression, and that did not include interest in other women.

Though the truly strange part was that, at the time, Kasumi hadn't thought it was strange at all that she and Kodachi were kissing. In fact, she was almost... enjoying the kiss? That couldn't be right. She was straight, she'd never felt attracted to other women.

What was more, fantasising about Ranma was... it was wrong. She shouldn't be doing that, her preference was older men. Yes, a mature businessman, or a Doctor... Yes, she let her imagination drift off, imagining herself in bed with a nice charming, reliable and handsome gentleman, passionately making love right here on her bed. He would hold her body tight, pepper her with kisses, he would be gentle yet firm, a mighty tower of masculinity with his handsome features, rippling muscles, and a cute little pigtail that would bob as he thrust into -

Oh. That was Ranma again. Ah! Think of someone else! Anyone else! Ah! Ah! Ah! It was no good! Ranma was the only one she could think of! Any other man she met just... didn't do anything for her anymore. The only one she could think about was Ranma, Ranma, Ranma! It was driving her wild, he was the only one that came to mind, and - And some of the erotic fantasies she was having were starting with him being with the other girls he was apparently sleeping with!

As soon as those started, Kasumi tried to squash them. Walk in on him in the bathroom to find Ukyo and Shampoo? Stopped right there. Hugged from behind by him in the kitchen, only for his own girl form to kiss the nape of her neck? Stopped cold. Finding him training, shirtless, in the training hall while Akane and Nabiki kiss his pecs and beckon for Kasumi to enter? Nope! She could find relief without that! The issues she was struggling against were mounting up and up and up!

None of which mattered when a problem became apparent about forty five minutes later, as Kasumi was covered in a sheen of sweat, her hair matted down, legs kicking in the air while she groped at her breast and pushed her fingers deep, deep inside herself frantically, desperately.

"Why can't I cum?" Kasumi asked. Or perhaps whined would be a more accurate word. She was at the precipice. Looking over the edge, but unable to make that final leap. She couldn't do it, no matter what.

"Tsk, tsk, as if fingers could ever do the job after having taste of that behemoth."

Ah! Suddenly, Kasumi was aware of a presence next to her bed. It was Shampoo, taking off her clothes and revealing without shame her extremely alluring figure. Fit, healthy, thoroughly feminine. Like a delicious forbidden fruit, exotic, sweet but with a dangerous warning of poison that somehow made her all the more appealing.

"This why we pair up," Shampoo said, grabbing onto Kasumi's legs, caressing them with power, yet also a hint of strange gentleness. "It annoying, but it also only way to eal with it. Airen is to, too good lover, so body start to crave him. Only way to lessen cravings when he not around is -"

Her pretty face leaned in and kissed Kasumi on the lips, then all too quickly left, with the tip of Shampoo's tongue leaving a trail that went down Kasumi's chin, down her neck, in between her breasts, past her navel, and then right.

Onto.

Her.

Happy.

Spot.

"OhohOhoHoHohOho," Kasumi burbled, clinging onto her sheets, then remembering herself enough to grab a pillow and used it to muffle the inevitable sounds that would result when she was brought to - Brought to climax very, very quickly by Shampoo's cheeky tongue. She wriggled and writhed like a snake trying to scratch a persistent itch on its belly, she wanted to scream her relief to the heavens.

But when the moment passed and she sat up, Shampoo pushed her back down onto the bed and forced Kasumi to squeeze her breasts. They were nice, she supposed. Not as big as Kasumi's, but Shampoo was quite respectable in that department.

"Oh no, cumming just once won't tide you over until airen comes back," Shampoo said with a twinkle in her eye. "Of course, that up to Kasumi. Shampoo not make you do anything you not want to do."

By this point Kasumi's head was swirling, and... and she could sense that Shampoo was correct. Already, her body was starting to complain about the lack of man meat inside it. That's why, even though she felt no attraction whatsoever to Shampoo's sultry smile, her seductive gaze, her soft inviting breasts and her curvaceous form... Despite feeling absolutely no attraction towards that at all, she pulled Shampoo in, first for a kiss, and then for a deep, thorough scissoring.

But she wasn't a lesbian, or bisexual or anything like that. Kasumi was - oooh - still very much a straight woman - Ohhh, but Shampoo could fuck like a wild animal when she wanted to, that strength and control over her body was amazing! - and so she was only using this girl to help her not go insane from lust - Gosh, how did she manage to have legs that were so powerful and yet so slender? - It wasn't as though she was actually enjoying herself, this was purely out of biological and psychological necessity.

Please ignore the bright smile on her face and the quite whispered pleads for more, they are not relevant to the matter at hand.

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There's a time and a place for everything. Some people have trouble with this. They think it's fine to discuss whatever, whenever.

"Say, Ranma... How is Kasumi in bed?"

Akane asking that question was never, ever appropriate, but to Ranma's mind it was much less so when he was in the middle of railing his best friend Uchan.  Yep, it definitely wasn't a question he wanted to be asked when he was balls deep inside her, lying on top of her body - which still surprised him about how girly she was because he couldn't quite shake the idea she was a boy a lot of the times they were hanging out- their grinding, writhing bodies seeking pleasure, finding it in pleasuring the other while internally Ranma was still kind of struggling with the fact that he and a whole bunch of girls were apparently all slaves to the needs of his genitals.

"I mean, on the one hand she has a much better body, but on the other she's probably not all that intense, right?" Akane asked. "I know you like it when we go hard at you. I mean, look at the way Ukyo's humping into you right now, that's not just because of how badly she needs your dick, it's because she knows that's how you like it."

It should be noted that Akane had just walked in on his lunch time session with Ukyo, sat down, and just started this conversation without warning or preamble.

"Then again, variety is the spice of life, and Kasumi's the ideal woman, so maybe when she does it...?" Akane trailed off, biting her lip and looking directly at Ranma, who would have answered if not for the fact that if he did try to say anything it would come out incoherent, because of the little matter that he was in the middle of banging Ukyo. "Would you like me to try being gentle tonight? I bet I can do it, with a little practise."

"Guh! Guh! Guuuuuugh!" Ukyo grunted animalistically as she milked Ranma's dick, making him shoot inside her and then squeezing tight with her pussy so that it all came out inside her. "Ohhhh, fuck, that really hit the spot."

And then Ukyo climbed off his dick and went to hug Akane.

"Hey, dummy. Quit comparing yourself to your big sister. She's her, and you're you. You really think Ranchan's going to start ignoring you just because he can get some action with Kasumi? If that's what you think, you ain't been paying attention hun!"

"Uh," Ranma said, trying to put his own opinion in there.

"Thanks a bunch Uchan, you're probably right," Akane said. "Ranma's not going to ignore me just because my sister's now in on this crazy thing."

“That’s the spirit!” Ukyo kissed Akane on the cheek, “How about we go get some ice cream after school?”

Ranma stared at his two fiancees walking hand in hand away. “What am I? Just a piece of meat?”

CG Dreamscape

The duties of a student council vice president were, honestly, not quite as much as one might imagine. Milly took care of most of the bigger duties, Lelouch was mostly involved in organisation, supervising others, checking that things were being done properly. Normally he would do these duties on automatic, a reflexive behaviour, delegating just enough of his duties that he didn't really need to do any actual work himself without anyone noticing.

Today though? He felt as though he was brimming to the gills with energy. In fact, he hadn't needed to pretend to be awake at all over the last few days, which had tremendously helped the council's overall productivity

The same could not be said for Kallen, who Milly whapped on the head with a stack of papers, bringing her back to the world of the awake.

"Earth to Kallen, no dozing off in the middle of a meeting," Milly said in far too chipper a tone. "Well, to be fair it's more like the end of a meeting."

"Huh? Where did everyone else go?" Kallen asked, rubbing at her eyes and quickly slipping back into her sickly nobleman's daughter act. "Sorry, I guess I'm a bit lethargic today..."

"Not to worry," Lelouch smiled, idly noting that Kallen really was quite a pretty girl. Milly too. He'd been intellectually aware of it, but lately it sort of stood out to him for some reason. Their faces were pleasing to look at, their bodies primed with youthful energy. Their breasts were heaving, giving a subconscious indication they would make extremely suitable mothers. Childbraring hips, nice healthy rear ends, legs that seemed ideal for model work... How strange he hadn't paid these details any mind before. "Milly's going to need some help sorting through some old paperwork for the tennis club. That shouldn't be too active, and I can hold down the fort while you're gone."

"Hrmmm? Is our dear vice president trying to duck out on duties again?" Milyl teased. "Alright, fine by me. I've been meaning to tease Kallen a bit more lately, Shirley's getting a little too used to my innuendos..."

The two of them left the room, with Lelouch watching them quite intensely, growing more and more aware of how damned hot those two were. Shirley too. Nina... Had the shy look going on, but wasn't really anything too great. On the other hand, Suzaku... If he was gay, then he'd have wanted that muscle bound meathead in bed instantly. As for Rivalz? Nice, funny, but nothing much to write home about. His bike was handy to have on hand, but it wasn't like he'd crawl over broken glass to suck his dick.

If he had to pick a member of the council to have sex with, it would be a really tough call. There were three absolute beauties and a hot stud right there...

<i>"Bad boy, Lelou!"</i> Milly might say, wearing a black leather version of the Ashford's girls uniform. Her lewd, busty body filling it out quite nicely as she sauntered over seductively, working her hips while smacking a ruler into the flat of her palm. <i>"You really shouldn't go out gambling like that, even if it is to help support your sister it's going to cause you all kinds of trouble"</i>

Or... On the other hand...

<i>"Ah, Lelou! You're actually a Prince!" Shirley gasped, standing there in her swimsuit. How? How had she found out? For the sake of the fantasy that didn't matter at all. <i>"Well... now you have to do what I say, or else your secret will be let out..."</i>

Or...

<i>"Ah! No!" Kallen gasped, recognising Lelouch while herself wearing that skintight red plugsuit she wore to help facilitate her piloting the Guren. <i>"Oh darn! I can't kill you like this, which means I have to silence you in other ways! Idiot, you'd better not say a word after this, or... or else!"</i>

And lastly...

<i>"Ah! Lelouch! Is this really necessary? I know I spend wayt too much time with the military, and am obviously in need of reeducation, but -"</i> Suzaku was bent over a table, trousers and underwear around his ankles while Lelouch railed him from behind. <i>"Ah! Isn't this a b-bit too much? I didn't say stop!"</i>

A slightly odd train of thought for him to go on, but there you go. Lelouch continued with some filing, making use of a system he'd invented yesterday that made it all the more efficient - and came across a mild discrepancy for the swimming club. On the one hand, he could give this to Shirely the next time he saw her. On the other hand... He didn't really have anything else to do right now, so he might as well go and deliver it in person.

As such, off he went to the swim club's office, which was the room right next to the girl's locker room. He knocked on the door. No answer. Oh well. He poked his head inside, and found nobody there. He left the documentation on the table in the middle of the room, along with a note, and prepared to leave - before hearing a strange sound.

A moan? A whimper? What was that? Frowning, Lelouch quickly determined the source and carefully moved aside a poster to reveal, of all things, a peephole. Oh yes. He had heard some sort of rumour about this. Apparently the swim club had been assigned this room because such a peephole was rumoured to exist somewhere in this room, and they were meant to keep the door locked to ensure nobody could use it.

Well, someone had slipped up today it seemed, and Lelouch's timing couldn't possibly have been better. In fact, he had to hurry off to lock the door from the inside just in case someone came by to find him here. Because in that room were two girls. He didn't know their names. What he did know was that they were engaged in some activity that was most definitely not appropriate to conduct on academy grounds.

"Oooh, why can't I stop myself?" one of the girls, a pretty shortstack with curly brown hair said while pushing the other girl's face right into her cleavage. "Ever since that weird dream last night, I've been so -"

"I know what you mean!" the other girl, a purple haired taller babe with legs built to last groaned, making no small effort to squeeze the life out of the other girl's butt. "That woman, in my dream, the things she did to me... I need to have sex. I - I can't go one more minute without getting laid!"

The two of them didn't say anything else after that, as they were too busy kissing each other so intensely it felt like they could have crushed coal into a diamond using their lips alone. There was no skill or talent here, Lelouch could tell at a moment's glance. Two horny girls unable to bear it any longer, slaking their lusts on one another without any idea of what to do.

His mind almost trivially replaced them with Kallen and Shirley... Perhaps Milly and C.C.? The taller of them was now being a touch more aggressive, holding the smaller girl close while kissing her neck fiercely, while the smaller one se emed content to be held, and allow the other to dictate the pace, while her hands wandered down south. The two of them sank to the floor, just out of sight of the hole...

Damn! Damn, damn, damn! He couldn't see anything anymore! He could hear it just fine, but not a single iota of flesh was to be seen! Breathing heavily, eyes glazed over, Lelouch ran his hands down his sides - which were distinctly more feminine than they had been before - and squeezed at his chest, finding a decent sized breast underneath his boy's uniform. He licked his lips, and felt his dick grow harder, bigger, more demanding, his balls aching and swelling, a need burning within him as a vision of beauty filled his mind. A gorgeous, voluptuous woman with batlike wings, beckoning for him, calling for him...

And then he rushed over to the locker room. Breathing heavily as he slammed the door open. The two girls, who had been scissoring each other stupid, so far as he could tell, stopped what they were doing to look at him with an appropriately shocked expression. They seemed to regain a bit of self control, as they blushed and stammered and pulled apart from one another.

Well now. That wouldn't do <i>at all</i> now would it?

The Geass flared up in his eye as the two girls looked up at him. "Resume what you were doing!" he commanded, closing the door behind him and moving the trash bin so that it would block the handle. There. That should prevent anyone from interfering. While he was at it, he took off his jacket, located the other side of the peephole, and carefully lay his jacket over it so that nobody could see in.

Meanwhile, the two girls resumed what they were doing with all the enthusiasm compelled upon them by a Geass. No shame, no thought in their head other than resuming what they were doing. Their lithe feminine bodies grinding into one another, their hands grabbing for flesh desperately, hungrily, and finding a feast ready for them.

In turn, Lelouch dropped his own clothes to the floor, feeling dazed and aroused. Part of him was trying to warn him of... something. It was too distant. All that mattered was the need building up inside of him. And so, taking of his clothes, Lelouch revealed a body that was both female and male at the same time. His own slender body was mostly the same shape, with only two major alterations - the hips were wider, of the childbearing type, while upon his chest were a pair of breasts that would make Milly spit-take on the spot.

He cupped his breast and licked his lips, while the other major change to his body grew hard and rigid. His balls were aching, and in desperate need of being emptied. Reason feld his mind. This was important. This was vital. He needed to relieve himself.

And so, he grabbed the hips of one of the girls - who cared which one? - and pushed his way in.

As he did so, all three of them let out an unearthly moan, and wings shot out of their backs. The girl he had not mounted pulled away from the other, clinging on to Lelouch's side so she could play with his breasts, openly kissing him, and then pulling away so she could rail her tongue down his body, down his chest, in between these breasts, down his navel, down to where he was joined with this other girl - and then up her back as well, before circling around her neck to kiss her as well creating an unbroken trail of drool from mouth to mouth.

"The pursuit of pleasure often takes priority over all other things," Lelouch said, drawing back once again to thrust in one last time. Both girls let out yet another unearthly moan, this time a climax that would shake the very heavens. "Those who would deny the pleasures of others are often the most evil, for they find pleasure for themselves in such power. Be not ashamed of your lust. Let it flow through you. Let yourself become free."

A wicked thought took his fancy then, as he shifted his position, spreading his legs all that much further. Lelouch's body, already corrupted through and through with this bizarre twisted power, grew a pussy underneath his balls. He beckoned for the other girl to come forward, and she understood what he meant right away. What came next was an entanglement of legs, as Lelouch engaged in something that should be impossible - using his dick to fuck one girl, while scissoring with another at the same time! Of course, his diligent care and calculations allowed him to make up for his own lack of strength, carefully and meticulously stimulating them in just the right way to leave both girls unable to do much more than mindlessly grind their bodies against him, against each other, to groan, to moan, to writhe - and of course, to kiss one another deeply.

"Those who fuck, must also prepare to be fucked!" Lelouch cried out. "Pleasure is not a sinful thing, in and of itself, especially when the means taken to acquire it also give pleasure to others!"

Their wings retracted. Was it his imagination, or were their bodies a little changed by this experience? Bigger breasts, rounder posteriors, they were already exemplary examples of female sexuality, but now they were a little bit... More, he supposed.

"We will spread the will of our mistress," one of the girls groaned.

"All shall know the wonder and glory of undiluted lust!" the other added.

"Good," Lelouch said. "Then we should clean each other up, then change and leave to spread the word."

By cleaning up, he meant lie in a circle, head to tail as it were - and that was only a little bit metaphorical, as they did actually seem to have little tails with hearts on them now - and diving tongue first into each other's pussies. Licking and scrubbing until the only wetness left of any kind was their saliva, which admittedly did make it difficult to tell when they were done.

Alright. That seemed to sort that out. Now, Lelouch could leave and set about whatever he was doing before this turn of events. Which he rather hoped would involve sucking on Kallen's ample bosom in the near future. Yes, that girl had some quite remarkable assets.

Although, all truth told, he had to wonder why he had this persistent feeling that something was amiss.

Hentai Crystal

As any teacher will be sure to tell you, patience is a vital part of the role. You must be patient and willing to wait for students to take on the lessons you are imparting, and the fact of the matter is that many students learn at completely different rates. In the case of Sailor Mars, it was obvious that she needed further education, further instruction before she would fully accept the truth.

Of course, a teacher cannot merely impart facts - that way leads to indoctrination. Instead, the role should be to encourage one to seek the truth, to look past the mere 'facts' and look at 'methodology'. To impart a way of thinking about ways of thinking, so that the student would seek out truths on their own with proper equipment and aptitude.

To wit: Teacher moved onto the next stage by asking a simple question: "What is Sailor Moon doing right now?"

A question is a powerful thing. They are the most direct method by which to take control over a conversation. Ask a question, and it can steer the conversation in the direction you desire. Sailor Mars, whose suspicion could not be more obvious, stumbled at that, unsure of what to do in response to that question.

"Perhaps you did not notice," Teacher continued. "The constant obliteration and reconstruction of the greater Tokyo area? That was Sailor Moon. Indulging in carnal activities, by our reckoning. That young woman is extremely powerful, if she were to be corrupted by a being such as this 'Libra'..."

Oh dear. From the way that Sailor Mars was screwing up her pretty nose, she was not pleased with that possibility.

"If you can give me full reassurance that Sailor Moon is not being corrupted, then I shall let the matter drop," Teacher pre-empted. "On the other hand, I do expect some measure of cooperation should you agree that she is...?"

"I'm not agreeing to anything like that," Mars replied. "If you're agents of Order, you almost certainly have contractual based powers. That is far too vague for me to agree to."

Tears began to flow freely from Teacher's eyes at that moment, upon hearing those words leave Mars' lips. Do not misunderstand though. It was not because she had no trust for him. No, no. Nothing like that. It was because she was illustrating a high degree of intelligent reasoning. Such a wonderful student already! Oh, he could hardly wait to - No, he must wait a little longer before educating her further, in preparing her for her future.

"How wonderful," Teacher bawled. "No, I must compose myself, set a good example. Ah! Then, if you do not trust me yet, I will allow you to investigate. Sailor Mars, now that your mind is clear of Libra's influence feel free to check in on Sailor Moon at your leisure. After that, please let me know what you think. You have seen your friends, now go to her. I shall await here for your reply, be it death or assistance."

That definitely seemed to surprise her. For a moment it looked like she might attack - but instead, Mars backed away. She did not go far, perhaps not willing to risk leading him directly to her leader. That was fine. Though... for some reason she was putting together a campfire? How interesting. Now she was praying in front of it, and -

And was it his imagination or were images forming amongst the flames? An image of a bedroom, where a girl with quite distinctive twin ponytails was heading to answer the door...

<hr>

Oh gosh, who could that be? Knocking on he lover's door at this time of the... day. Actually it was a bit earlier than she'd thought it was, weird. Anyway! Naturally enough Usagi had transformed back into her regular form, because answering the door as a super slutty Sailor Scout would have raised all sorts of questions about Mamoru, which could only invite all kinds of trouble.

And more importantly, get in the way of getting back to fucking him like the studmuffin he was.

And so, perfectly normal plain old Uagi Tsukino opened the door with a big friendly smile. "Hello! How can I help you today?"

"Actually miss, the question is, how I can help you," said an extremely nervous salesman standing on the other side of the door.

"Terribly sorry sir, but we're not buying anything," Usagi said, gently and politely, yet firmly closing the door. Poor guy. He probably had a rough quota to fill, but - Oh. He'd actually quite literally put his foot in the door.

"Sorry miss, but I simply have to insist," the man said, pulling a knife and forcing his way inside. Oh no! Mamoru, brave as he was, pulled Usagi back into his manly arms and held her tight. Tsk! For a street level thug like this, transforming into Sailor Moon and Tuxedo Mask seemed a bit like overkill. Whatever should they do in a situation like this?

"Oy, punk!" another man said, stepping in behind the first and throwing him to the ground. "Hey, mind if I do you guys a favour and take him off to the police?"

<i>"Wait, Usagi! Don't agree to his request, no matter what!"</i> Libra suddenly warned. <i>"When he said that, something weird happened in here. I think he's up to something. Probably some form of contractual magic. If you agree to his help, he'll have you under his thumb forever!"</i>

When the man had burst in, Usagi had been quite grateful to see him. It had saved her from doing something she really didn't want to do - but now she had a different view of this person. If what Libra was saying was true, then - then that was downright twisted!

"It's alright, my Mamo-chan will take him," Usagi replied. "Will that be a problem?"

"... Tsk," the man in front of her tutted. "Most people would've said yeah right away. But you... Something in your eyes says you noticed something's up. I'm quaking in my boots. No, really, that ain't sarcasm. You're a pretty face, but you're the scariest thing I've ever laid eyes on."

He snapped his fingers, and suddenly people started to file in through the door. Not much choice now. Holding aloft her transformation wand, Usagi said "Moon Prism, Libra Power Up!" and transformed into her Sailor form once again, though for different reasons than she'd been intending.

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"Ah- ah! Not her too!" Mars whined, and Teacher had to fight down the urge to approach her, to comfort her, to tell her that it would be alright. This was not the time for that. "What is she wearing?! It- It hides <i>nothing</i>! It makes her look like a stripper."

In Teacher's estimation the same could be said for Mars' current attire as well, though after the taint of that being was removed it was indeed far less scandalous than before. All things in context, one supposes. Teacher, strategically, said nothing yet. Say the wrong thing at this crucial moment and it could come across as 'I told you so'. Let her come to her own conclusions for now, it was obvious that she was starting to comprehend the situation she and her friends were in. That this being, this Libra, could not be trusted.

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"Sailor Moon, it seems we have quite a few guests," said Tuxedo Mask. "It is troubling that they have located this place. We should sweep them away quickly, before they can cause any further havoc."

Right! It was obvious to Sailor Moon that these people were, they were just like the people that Soldier had brainwashed before. Very well then. With her new powerup, and Tuxedo Mask's support, Sailor Moon felt confident that she could liberate them from this fiend's mental control.

"Lusty Lunar Focus!"

A different attack than the one she'd used to clarify things with Mamoru before they rocked each other's worlds. This one cascaded out of her while she ground her body up against Tuxedo Mask, grateful for the powerup his touch provided, biting her lip in pleasure as she felt lust fill up her body and then flow out of her like water down a river, bursting out into the room and into everyone present.

"Uh! Ah! Ahhhhh!"

Those moans told the whole story. As one, each of them experienced shuddering, world shaking orgasms, causing quite a mess and robbing the strength from their legs. Their eyes rolled up into their heads, their tongues flopped out of their mouths and they tumbled over, twitching and still cumming as every nerve in their body was purified from prudishness. Leaving only one enemy standing out of the whole lot of them.

Libra's powerup had done it! The gap was closed! Now, they were on par with these Order goons!

"Seizing the will of the unwary, enslaving them to your needs while preventing them from pursuing their own," Sailor Moon said, pointing her wand directly at the fiend. "Putting them into harm's way and making them fight on your behalf while you skulk like a coward in the background! Know this! In the name of arousal, in the name of love, and liberation, and celebration of mind and body alike, I am the horny slutty Sailor Scout who will ensure that you are punished! Pretty Guardian of the Moon, Sailor Moon!"

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Ah, it seemed as though this was where Teacher absolutely must intervene, for it looked like Sailor Mars was going to faint. Teacher stepped behind her, and ensured she remained upright. The last thing the poor thing needed was to clock her head against the ground in a dead faint.

"You understand now, don't you?" Teacher said. "You and your friends have been corrupted by this being. I have been able to liberate you, but all three of you at once was too much for me to manage. "

"Wh-what is this? What's happened to us? What <i>is</i> Libra?"

Questions. Ah, yes. Questions. The means by which mankind seeks to expand its knowledge. There are no such things as stupid questions, only stupid people who would not hear the answers.

"By our estimations, an ancient Sex Demon who delights in corrupting the unwary." Teacher sighed wearily. " Isuppose you observed our operations, and judged us to be the villains - allowing Libra a foothold in corrupting your team. A shame. We could have been quite potent allies - or perhaps not. In either event, my belief is that Libra is a mutual threat to both of us."

Mars returned her attention to the flames, anticipation written all across her face. Now, let's see what happens next...

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"Thanks a ton," Loan Shark said, trying not to look too closely at the powerhouse in front of him. She was scary. Terrifying realy. "Thanks to that, I got a good look at what's going on here. Hate to admit it, but looks like I'm the one in your debt."

"Those who abuse their power often try to bargain their way out when their back is to the wall," the overly muscular guy in the tuxedo said. Dumb mask too. "How can we be certain that you truly intend to repent?"

"Repent?" Loan Shark asked, smilning a toothy grin. "Who said anything about repenting? I'm gonna repay my debt right now."

He held out his hand - and then used it. The technique they'd developed all that time ago, banishing the effects of that ancient sex demon from both their bodies! It knocked them back, only a little - but it was enogh. The girl's uniform... still a bit showy for his tastes, but way less overtly sexy. The guy's costume was still dumb, but he wasn't showing off a six pack anymore, and his trousers didn't practically frame his package like a picture on the wall.

"H-Huh?" the eldritch abomination in a miniskirt said, looking down at her body. "Wh-what happened? My boobs! My butt! I lost my sex appeal!"

"... you should be more worried you lost all that power you was packing," Loan Shark said, banging his fists together. "Heh, now, sounds like the mental corruption is tstill there - "

And then, as if Loan Shark's day couldn't get any weirder, a rose hit him in the eye. It didn't hurt the same way it would hurt a normal human, but then it sort of burst and that definitely threw him off his game enough that the guy in the tuxedo was able to bundle up the chick in his arms, and leap from the window.

"Don't worry Sailor Moon," the guy said. "I'll still make sure to fuck you until you're satisfied."

"Oh, Tuxedo Mask!" Sailor Moon sighed. "I'm so lucky to have such a hunky stud of a boyfriend like you."

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"You win," Sailor Mars finally said. "It's obvious that Libra's up to something. Now that I can think clearly, our behaviour recently has been so weird. We've got to get ourselves back to normal, as soon as we can!"

"Good," Teacher said. "Very good indeed. Then let us discuss how best to deal with this Libra. An exchange of information is in order, I think."