Story: NGE Ring of Truth

 

 Given that two of the pilots had access to reality warping jewelry, that fight had been a lot closer than Asuka felt comfortable with. As in, a <b>lot</b> closer. The issue seemed to be twofold - them not realising what was going on and saying things that made it much harder than it should have been, and the fact the rings couldn't outright undo each other.

Needless to say but this had put Asuka in a bad mood on arriving home. She flopped onto Shinji's bed. Not her own, but rather Shinji's, quite on purpose. Then she lay there and took deep, deep breaths from his pillow, inhaling his scent savouring it and cherishing it.

Fuck, she was horny. Asuka had half a mind (a pretty brilliant mind at that, worth at least two minds of an average person) to use her ring to bring Shinji here, and get him to pin her ass down on this bed while his penis used her body like a toy. Penetrating her pussy deep and hard, turning her from a horny genius into a sloppy incoherent mess!

Knowing that she felt this way because of the ring and her own careless comments really didn't diminish at all how she felt. However...

Should she use the ring as a crutch? To get what she wanted without having to do any work for it? Asuka frowned. She knew too well of the monkey's paw and tales like it. Ah, and she'd also seen that one episode of the Twilight Zone where the guy thought he was in heaven because he was getting everything he ever wanted, but it turned out to be hell because of how boring it was. I mean, sure-  she'd already use the ring to return Misato to her normal size (the caveat that this had happened after the Sexy Maid was defeated seemed to get around its limitations), but should she use it for other stuff too?

Yeah, that seemed like something Asuka wanted to avoid at all costs. Succeeding in everything you try is boring, even for someone naturally talented and gifted like, for example, herself. Which meant that she had to be very careful about this. Say the wrong thing, and everything would go straight to hell. Boredom would set in despite her every effort to avoid it.

She lay there on the bed, scowling heavily, chin resting in her palm, and then...

"Fuck it, I'm horny," Asuka said, and then she let out her inner geek in holding the ring aloft and declaring in a surprisingly chunni-esque tone - "Ten seconds from the end of this sentence, Shinji Ikari is going to come home and fuck me the way I deserve to be fucked all night long."

Ten seconds wasn't a lot of time to kick her shorts off, but Asuka managed it somehow. In fact, by the time that her panties were off, the door to the room was already being tossed open by Shinji Ikari. His shirt was already off. Oooh boy. Even though he was lean, that body was well defined after the countless hours of preparation and training done to ensure he was in peak physical condition to pilot Unit 01.

"Oh, hi Asuka," Shinji said, nonchalantly removing his trousers and letting them lay where they were dropped. "Did you want something?"

"Uh huh," Asuka nodded hungrily, staring at his package. Gimme gimme gimme! That's what she wanted, right there! Off came the underwear, and down she went onto the bed, in the same position she'd been in before. "Wanna give it to me already?"

"Eh, well, I guess. If you insist," Shinji said. What was he blushing for, they'd already fucked earlier on, he should not be so hung up about - Oh, but then his hands fell onto her butt, and in that moment Asuka stopped thinking for a little bit. "I mean, the last time I was worried that I broke your brain, but you seem pretty lucid so -"

One thrust. He smoothly, efficiently thrust his entire length inside her in a single go, and that was enough to make her cum... twice... three times... five times in quick succession, leaving her body mewling and writhing around as Asuka was reminded of what had happened the first (and last) time they'd fucked.

Rei had turned him into a sex God with that stupid ring of hers. Right. Ah! Ah! Now his hands were moving up her back, pressing into her vital points in such a perfect way! Her muscles were having aches massaged in ways she didn't even realise had been aches, tension was being dragged out of her body with flawless, expert precision. At the same time she was cumming, her body was also being made to relax! Normally when you climax you go tense because of the intensity of the experience, but Shinji was forcing her to relax and climax at the same time. It was like... Have you ever sneezed and yawned at the same time? Imagine the opposite of that!

Now, it was said earlier that Asuka stopped thinking. Please understand that this was purely a metaphor. She's not Kars drifting in space or something like that. She's still actually capable of coherent thought. It's just that this coherent thought was 99% 'penis, penis, penis' while also being 1% 'better stop myself from speaking by shoving this pillow in my mouth because holy shit I'm gonna say something really fucking stupid if I'm not careful.'

"I guess that I can put some actual effort in this time, without worrying about breaking you."

This was the point where Asuka realised that only about ten seconds had passed since her pussy had been penetrated. It had felt like longer. Take a little off that 99%, drop it to 90% and let's put in 9% of 'uh oh, what's going to happen if he actually puts effort in?'

The answer, it turned out, was pushing her head into the pillow and dominating her. Thoroughly and totally. Using one hand to force her head into the pillow, while another alternated between grabbing her hip and smacking her ass. All the while, his pelvis rhythmically thrust into and out of her with such force that her own hips were pretty much forced to move in line with them, and in all honesty would likely continue to move in this pattern if Shinji spontaneously left the room to get a drink of water for a couple of minutes, then picked up right where he left off without missing a beat.

Honestly though, what was she expecting? After all, Shinji was giving her the deep and thorough dicking that she'd asked for.

"Okay, that should do for the warmup, now let's go into full gear!"

Pray for her brain. There's only so much pleasure the human mind can endure at a single time before strange things start happening to it.

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So, the home of Rei Ayanami had been the site of an attack by the Sexy Maids. This meant that her current living quarters were no longer acceptable as a place of residence - at least until a deep and thorough sweep had been performed to ensure all traces of their erotic presence had been removed.

At the same time, both Rei and Misato Katsuragi had been put under a temporary quarantine to ensure that they were also well enough to return to work. And that the corruptive influence of the Sexy Maid had no lingering side effects. To conduct these tests, she had been put in a padded cell with diodes attached to her head, and was, of course, not permitted any mind altering substances.

This included beer.

...

If you know Misato Katsuragi's out of work hours habits, you already know that there's a problem here. I mean, we are dealing with a woman who was the sole survivor of being anywhere near Second Impact. She's got coping mechanisms to deal with that trauma.

Pilot Ikari had been here to check on the pair of them. Speaking to them through protective glass. Then he had spontaneously vanished into the ether without rhyme or reason. Which was a shame. He was an ideal test of her libido. If he had stayed around then she would have been able to know for sure, one way or the other, if she was too horny to be allowed to wander free.

"So Rei, how have you been?" Misato asked. Conversationally, trying to break the ice now they were alone again. "Do you think we're both okay to be let out?"

Rei considered this for a moment. "I am not horny, and you are not either," she said. And then... oof. Her loins felt like they'd been set on fire, and then someone had done a sloppy job of putting them out. Misato was similarly squirming all of a sudden.

"W-Well, we're going to need to get you a place to stay," Misato said. "You could always stay at our place for a while."

"Are you sure that will be okay?" Rei asked. "Your apartment is rather small - " It was now rather large. "It would not have enough space for four people." It now had plenty of space for four people. "And surely I would only get in the way." She would absolutely not get in the way.

Miraculously, Rei's statements were not actually getting in the way or causing substantial difficulty. How fortunate! Although the both of them were still quite blatantly aroused. After a moment, this prompted Misato to remark -

"Do you think... there's a chance there are some lingering side effects of the Maid's corruption after all?"

Rei mulled it over. She was, indeed, spontaneously horny. Looking at Misato was like - Have you ever seen one of those old cartoons where two characters are stuck in a desert, or on an island, and they look at each other and see giant talking walking steaks or carrots or some other foodstuff? Something like that was happening with Rei right now. Except she wasn't seeing things. Being able to see Misato Katsuragi in the flesh was equivalent to a walking steak, if you convert hunger to horny.

"Yes, I believe that it is," Rei said. Oho! And now, neither of them were corrupted by the Sexy Maids anymore! "However, I am confident that we definitely have the willpower to resist one another. We shall not indulge in the ravenous, kinky sex that such corruption would compel us towards."

Which of them pounced on the other first after that little statement? Hard to say. You'd probably need one of those newer cameras that is capable of recording so fast you can see a beam of light travelling through soda to tell for sure.

It was Misato who ended up on top, greater strength and experience giving her an edge as she attacked Rei’s nubile body. Her hands groped the now gigantic chest of the young pilot, lust making her abandon her normal self-control. They were stupid big, probably bigger than her own in all honesty.

“Ah.. we need to undress first..” Rei said, a moan on her lips as her superior continued groping her chest and tweaking a nipple through the fabric of her-

Misato blinked in confusion as suddenly she was naked, naked and holding Rei’s huge knockers in her hand, nothing covering them at all anymore. Huh.. that was odd..? If she hadn’t been so stupidly horny, Misato would have probably tried to make sense of the situation, but as is.. the only thing she could really think was “Oh that is convenient” before her lips found one of Rei’s nipples and started applying pressure.

Huh, strawberry.. Did Rei use some particularly strong tasting body wash?

"If we do this, they will almost certainly keep us here longer," Rei said, thus making it so that they would stay here shorter.  Of course, that's when she crashed her mouth into Misato's, hungrily and greedily suckling on her tongue. Honestly for the best, not just because it was hot but also because it kept Rei from saying anything else that might spoil the mood.

Meanwhile, Misato was hardly being idle either. There was a twinge of 'I really shouldn't' at the back of her mind - but since it was impossible for her to resist, and the two of them were so damned horny she simply couldn't help herself. It didn't hurt that Rei's skin was so smooth, making her wonder just what sort of skin care she made use of. If she didn't know better she would swear this wasn't human flesh at all, even though it was warm to the touch there was something not quite right about it that was tickling the back of her head.

Probably not important. For the time being she was content with giving Rei a lesson in how to please another woman. Which she did with careful experimentation, using her hands to gently touch Rei in certain common sensitive areas, determining from her reactions where she liked to be touched - and where she did not.

Thighs... thighs, yes, they seemed to be the most sensitive location. There was definitely a strong reaction around them. And why not? On this figure they were among her best attributes, without question. Indeed, Misato had pretended not to hear boys drooling over them quite enthusiastically, so she turned her own attention fully into them while Rei's hands wandered her back pulling her closer, inviting her in. Quite haphazard, but pleasant in its own way.

But Misato's hands were squeezing those thighs, rubbing them and massaging them for all they were worth. It didn't take long before the normally stoic girl was showing the most emotion Misato had ever seen from her, moaning into Misato's mouth. There we go. She pulled back, ready to explain to her 'student' what she was doing - But then Rei immediately latched onto Misato's neck, and she found herself singing a brief impromptu operatic instead of saying anything coherent.

"Forgive me," Rei said. "I am not nearly as sexually capable as you are."

From that moment on, things shifted a bit within that quarantine room. Misato would no longer be the one in any sort of control over what was happening.

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"The good news is, we can let them out, they're clearly showing no signs of corruption from the Sexy Maids," Ritsuko said. "Although, quite obviously, a heavy amount of intense sexual therapy is still recommended for both of - Commander?"

"Yeah, sure, do whatever, I don't give a shit!" Gendo Ikari burbled, just wanting to get back to sleep underneath this desk alongside his many, many bottles while he tried desperately to forget what had happened today.