Story: Haruhi Titnosis

 

 
Do forgive me for feeling like the one who found the goose that lays the golden eggs. I mean, what do you expect? That Haruhi Suzumiya would so easily believe that she had found a book that boasted something so ridiculous as granting a woman hypnotic tits? Hah! It was laughable, absurd.

Yet the evidence speaks for itself. Of course, I do not mean they are hypnotic in the same sense as normal. This was no mere parlor trick to be shown on television, or fascination that distracted the mind. The power of these tits, it was closer to some kind of fantastic fairy tale of wizards and witches that transformed and cursed others with a wave of their hand or a drop of a magical potion. Both the mind and the body were as clay before my new power, twisted in whatever shape and form I wanted. It was exhilarating!

"Thank you for being so patient with me, Mikuru!" I said, perched on the edge of a table, one leg crossed over the other.

"Not a problem, Mistress! Anything for your tits!" Mikuru Asahina replied, clad in a similar bunnygirl suit to the one I was wearing. Ahahaha! I must admit to feeling a little catharsis. Standing next to this girl had made me feel... jealous? A little bit horny? I mean, look at her. Cute as a rabbit, with a body like that. I knew people considered me as something of a beauty, but Mikuru was this combination of cute and sexy, it was just unfair!

I slipped off the table, tugged my bunnygirl suit down a little to expose the girls, and then pushed them right into Mikuru's own formerly impressive bust. Naturally, mine now dwarfed hers completely. There really was no comparison, and the way that Mikuru's eyes rolled up in her head was ever so precious!

"I think I'll hold off on giving you this for a little while longer," I said, rolling my shoulders, making a not so subtle grinding motion of tits versus boobs. "After all, there might be some weird side effects to this, and as your leader I should be the one to take the step forward.

"Yes," was the reply. So cute! Oh, but I couldn't help myself but be a little bit naughty here, stealing a little peck on the lips before backing off. Kukuku! I stood in front of her, cocked a hip, put a hand on it and then used the other to snap my fingers.

"Ah!" Mikuru jumped out of her seat. "Oh, hello there Miss Suzumiya! What are we going to be doing today?"

Alright, let's see if this had worked the way it should have. "Notice anything weird?" I asked.

"Um... You're wearing your hair in a ponytail, that's new," Mikuru replied. Innocent and wide eyed. She looked me over, obviously noticing what I was wearing, but said absolutely nothing about it. Nor anything about what she was wearing. Nor about the fact that I was now far bigger than her! "I think it suits you very well."

"Yes, I'm quite sure that Kyon likes it..." I muttered to myself. Hehehe, to think that boy had a ponytail fetish! Drawing that out of him was worth its weight in gold. That is to say, if words could have weight. Allow me to correct that to 'his weight in gold'. Although, gold in and of itself isn't worth much unless you're able to trade it for cash, so... his weight in ten yen notes! Which, given the relative weight of a person to paper, would be a fairly decent sum of money!

Of course, I would have to take steps to ensure that no other girl in school wore ponytails from now on, but that could come later.* For the time being I had other matters to attend to.

"Hypnosis!" I said with great enthusiasm. "That is the answer to your question, as you answered mine so well! Now! As I'm sure you are aware, hypnosis shows make use of what magicians call the 'instant assistant' routine, where someone brought on stage is willing to play along with what the hypnotist says because they want to have fun!"

I waited for her response. Mikuru Asahina then fidgeted quite a bit, as it wasn't really her role in the club to react to my schemes. That was meant to be Kyon, who was taking a long time to find Yuki. Or Koizumi, who would be a lot less acerbic.

"Most hypnosis models follow the same routine," I said. "Watch the dangling watch and breathe steadily, relax, and put yourself into a vulnerable state of mind. Then the power of suggestion takes hold. A truly dangerous talent - except that most hypnotists will tell you, it does not force you to do things that you would never normally do."

"Aha," Mikuru said, nodding along on cue. Urgh, this wasn't working. I rolled my eyes, tugged her face down into my cleavage, and then whispered a bit more into her ear. A minute later, I pulled her out, snapped my finger and repeated my last line for her.

"A good thing you can't do something like that, it's the sort of power you'd readily abuse," Mikuru said in a very Kyonesque way. Well, the accusation wasn't exactly wrong now was it?

"Of course, of course, but abusing such power would get boring pretty quickly probably," I said. Which was true. Fun in the short term, dull and repetitive in the long term. "Even in fiction, the most advanced hypnosis can only affect the mind... but what if I had found a form of hypnosis that could hypothetically affect the body too?"

"Then it would not be hypnosis anymore, by definition," Mikuru said, astounding me with her Kyon impersonation. I felt a very strong urge to kiss her again. I held off. To keep the spirit of that last train of thought alive. Just doing whatever I wanted and getting away with it would be extremely boring, right?

"Mikuru Asahina! Be honest with me now!" I commanded, pointing at her quite dramatically. "Is there anything you don't like about your own body?" Hard to imagine, but most people have a bad idea of what their own body looks like.

"Well, I do get some back pain sometimes, and my toes aren't cute at all..." Mikuru said, dropping out of the impersonation as she was being directly asked a question that had begun with her full name. Haha! The trigger condition worked like a charm! Also that answer was really pissing me off until I realised that I was feeling absolutely no pain or irritation in my back at all! No discomfort, no strain, it just felt... really nice.

Thinking about it, I was probably making a lot of pornstars very jealous, or I would if they knew about this whole thing. Giant tits bigger than your head that don’t so much as cause the slightest strain? That was the sort of thing normally kept to cheap porn plots.

"Would you like me to deal with that for you?" I asked. Then, as I could apparently just do this now without having to move anything else, I made my tits bounce. Mikuru's eyes tracked them, because of course they did. She was too busy staring to actually answer the question, of course. "Well, let's see..." I pulled out the book, flipped it open and - "Ah, here we go. Gravitas Tits!"

Aha! Ahahaha! Now Mikuru's tits were bouncing too! Even though she was just standing there, they were bouncing around and jiggling like a pair of beach balls floating on water! This spell granted a sort of anti-gravity effect to a pair of tits. According to the book the effect was naturally granted to the user's own, but they could grant this gift to others. There was something about minor arousal increase over the long term - but who cares about that right? Ah, all girls should have this by default, I should set about doing something about that sometime.*

"Sit on the table," I commanded. Mikuru did so. "Shoes off." She slipped them off. I took a look at her toes. Now, I'm not exactly what one would call a toes connoisseur, but... Damn! Even these toes were cute! Well, whatever! There wasn't actually a specific 'spell' for making toes nicer, but apparently you could tweak a person's body if you rubbed the part in your cleavage, so... in her toes went.

"Nnnnnyah! So nice!"

"Yes, yes, I'm sure it is," I said, squeezing and teasing my tits around her feet, moulding and crafting the toes into what Mikuru probably wanted. "Anyway! What would you do with hypnosis if you had something that was utterly foolproof and worked 100% of the time?"

Back into Kyon mode she shifted. Even her eyes had that sort of 'I am tired of this bullshit' kind of expression in them, even as she let out those gaspy little whimpers. "Oh, my boss is always keeping secrets about this and that, and I just want to have fun with all of you."

"Ah? You have a part time job?" I didn't know that. Whoever had hired her was lucky indeed to have a member of the SoS Brigade on their payroll! "I was thinking of using it to make charlatans confess, and to help sort through the real supernatural from the fake! Kukuku, those con men have it coming too, I'll make them confess in public for trying to trick people in ways that mask the supernatural. I'm even more convinced than ever that it's real now that I've found out about this!"

I rubbed down her feet, and made a quick job of it too, eager to get started with that vital task. As for Mikuru's feet...?

I have a foot fetish now. I hate to admit such a thing, but I have a foot fetish after seeing how perfect her feet came out. I started feeling a little bad about making fun of Kyon but... "Where is that boy? It should not be taking him that long!"

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You know, the idea of suddenly being accosted by a hot older woman that I knew and having her enthusiastically use her rather splendid breasts to rub down my shaft is certainly a rather wonderful thought to have.  Especially when that woman is a more mature version of Mikuru Asahina. A girl that I already have, shall we say, a crush on. Because every straight boy in the school has a crush on her. How could they not? That body, that face, that adorable personality... Once you've laid eyes on Mikuru Asahina that's it, your libido might as well be her slave.

And this was the version who had an even more adult body. Who went around in a dress suit that hugged her body, showed off a hint of cleavage and made her legs pop out. But really, let's get real, it was her breasts that really drew the eye. She'd said they were magnetic, well I could believe that easily.

Except... Funny thing, the instant that her breasts fell upon my dick it wasn't her face I saw when I closed my eyes. It was Haruhi's. Wearing a bunnygirl suit, tugged down to show off her tits. Bobbing them, vigorously in front of my eyes, which could not look away from the vision no matter what.

As amazing as Miss Asahina's boobs felt wrapped around my dick, it was really this imagination of Haruhi Suzumiya that made me groan in absolute delight.

"Something is very strange in the timeline," Miss Asahina said. "Something potent, big, bouncy and absolutely perfect in every conceivable measure is attempting to alter the past to its bouncy slutty whims." She seemed to say some words there without noticing she'd even said them. Not that I was in much of a position to point that out in anything like a coherent manner. "I am concerned that I may already be corrupted in some way by whatever this round warm soft and creamy something or other is."

Ah, that would be bad, probably. "Th-Then I should find Yuki!" I managed to say. Yes... yes, that was what I was doing anyway, wasn't it? "Bring Yuki to Haruhi... she'll know what's going on for sure!"

I gasped, as in my mind's eye Haruhi leaned down to envelop my face in her tits. It wasn't real.I couldn't feel it. I could only imagine it, but... imagining it was enough to make me climax. You might think something like 'Well obviously he would cum, he was getting paizuri from someone that was a 10/10.'

No, friend. Let me tell you this. Had I imagined Haruhi doing this, that alone would have been enough to drive me to climax, regardless of what else was happening to my body. At some level, I knew. I understood. That this was actually a reward for 'preferring' Haruhi to Mikuru. And I also understood that she would do that for real once I brought her Yuki.

<i>Bring her Yuki right the fuck now.</i>

I'm not the kind of guy that normally listens to his penis, but... This time around I could make an exception.

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*Or that very moment, as Haruhi accidentally willed it into reality. Yes, I used this more than once.