Story: Oversynch

 

 In Greek mythology there is a character called Narcissus. In the legend he appears in, he was so arrogant of his own looks that he was cursed to fall in love with his own reflection. As a consequence of this, he wound up mooning over himself in a lake, peering at himself, unable to look away. Admiring his own perfection. It is from this character the word narcissist exists today, to mean someone who is like that naturally, without any curses from the Gods.

"Would I fuck me?" Asuka asked her own reflection. "Dumb question. I spent all night fucking me."

What might be said, then, for Asuka? Might she spontaneously reach for her own reflection in the mirror and wind up turned into flowers as well? She'd always been on the cocky side. Confident in her looks, her brains, her natural talent. Well, take a look at her now! No, really, take a look. Let's ignore the fact that she was making reference to a thoroughly insane fictional serial killer with that question to herself and focus on other less disturbing aspects of what was happening in this bathroom.She pouted and posed for herself, putting her hands above her head and thrusting out her chest.

And oh, what a chest it was. Full of heft and bounce, each breast easily as large as her head. What's more, they moved in a way that real breasts move, rather than the slightly off putting stiff way that those with implants often do. All natural, baby. At least, as natural as one can get when using a supernatural power to obtain them.

Well, whatever. Her frame had always been somewhat tall and slender, so not as much had changed there as the rest of her physique. Like her hips, which would one day be the absolute ideal to provide offspring to that spineless idiot, that emotionless doll - or perhaps she could make a copy of herself? Hrm, given how this body morphing worked, how would pregnancy go? What would their sons or daughters wind up like? Part of the gestalt? Hope not! Their own separate entity? Yes, please!

Asuka half turned in the mirror and purred seductively. Her butt was finely crafted too. A little playful tap and - ooh, watch that jiggle! You could use these babies as pillows. Warm, soft, round pillows just aching to have a head rest upon them. Sublime, perfect, magnificent.

Then there were her legs, which frankly belonged on a catwalk. Long, slender, with enough meat on the thigh to catch the eye. Ooh, now, isn't that nice? The sight of them brought a smile to Asuka's pretty face. Not a smirk, a -

Well, to be perfectly honest on anyone else it would be a smirk. Asuka's kind of like that, you know? This would be 10/10 smirk territory for absolutely anyone else, but on her face it was maybe a 5/10. Not nearly her cockiest, not nearly her most arrogant. If anything, this was a gentle, serene, comforted smile.

And why wouldn't she be comforted? All her life, Asuka had sought one thing. The one thing she'd never known how to get. She'd imitated others who were able to get it. And somehow not managed to get what she wanted. That thing being, the genuine affection of others.

It had eluded her. Like a greased pig, slipping out of her grasp every time she thought she had it. It mocked her. Made her wonder if she was as pretty and smart as she thought she was. So. She pushed people away while trying to lure them close.  In part, because she was afraid they would not like the real her. In part because it was a built in excuse for if and when she failed.

But now? Now those insecurities were gone. Vamoosed, vanished outright. Because! She knew, in truth, that she was adored. By the last two people on the planet she thought she wanted to adore her. That perverted spineless wimpy Shinji and that quiet, withdrawn doormat who was just as pretty as she was. Blegh! Why would she ever want those two dorks to show her affection.

Because she loved them, that's why. Ooh, corny, ooh, syrupy sweet, ooh, how utterly disgustingly nauseous. And yet, there it was. Asuka Langley-Sohryu was in lo~ove with a pair of do~orks. And they lo~oved her ba~ack. Gross, gross, gross. She could hear her old self saying that and sticking out her tongue.

That old self was a virgin. This Asuka was by no means any such thing. First, they'd fucked. Then they had sex. Then the three of them made love. Then they fucked again because that last one is kinda boring. They had tapped into something contained within each of them. Something raw, something powerful, something animalistic and primal, then unleashed it upon each other. Feeding each other's inner horndogs the one and only thing that such things feed upon - the lust of others. It got intense. It got hot. No, really, that room was like a sauna by the time they were done. Stick them in a room overnight, they would probably produce enough raw heat to power a steam engine overnight.

But the best part of all of this? The sex, duh. The second best part was actually her self confidence had reached new heights. Oh, that sounds frightening, does it? Well, have no fear. It is tempered by realistic expectations. Normally a pile of neurosis would build upon itself to create something worse, but the funny thing about these three is that their specific set of neurosis acted like acid to a base. The three of them neutralised each other. Forming a functional human being out of three separate people.

Asuka splashed water on her face, threw a towel over her shoulder and walked out the room, not bothering to get dressed. That shower had definitely helped refresh her new body (#3 on the list of great things about this, though very close to #2), and so she walked out with her head held high, and her refreshed body waiting to see what the day brought.

"Guten morgen!" she called out into the kitchen, where she found her fellow gestalt members busy making breakfast. Well... Strictly speaking, Shinji was making breakfast. Rei had decided to grow a penis and claim his butt for herself. Kukuku, and of course Asuka knew full well that the two of them were both enjoying this quite a bit.

"You are also enjoying this, Pilot Sohryu," Rei said without turning or stopping. Her ministrations were slow, gradual, humping herself up against Shinji like a smooth wave machine. Taking her time to enjoy the situation. It was almost... explorative, in a way.

Heh. Look at them. They'd changed too. Physically and mentally. Shinji, the reedy wimp, now had the sort of body most weightlifters aspire towards. As for Rei? She'd gone for something of a more Amazonian build. No, no, she hadn't cut her boob off or anything like that. She was ripped, tall, and hot. Where Asuka had gone for the classically feminine curvy babe look, Rei went for something a little different. Because of course she did.

"Ah, Asuka, just to check in," Shinji said, apparently unperturbed by the fact that he was being pegged while making breakfast. "That thought you had earlier about offspring."

"Hrm? Wanna knock me up, do you stud?" Asuka asked, waggling her eyebrows suggestively.

"Yeah, but.... Maybe not right away, you know? The world is kind of still in danger, humanity is still on the brink of collapse..."

"Agreed," Rei said. "After we have saved all of mankind from the Angels - " And dealt with SEELE, they thought but did not say aloud. "We shall copulate."

"Ohohoho, how lucky! Men don't usually get to find out what childbirth feels like," Asuka teased. "You'll get a strong sense of it, even if we don't turn you into a girl and - " Asuka stopped, closed her eyes, and suddenly had herself an enormous futa-dick that she slapped against Shinji's thighs. "Knock you up instead."

"Looking forward to it, liebling," Shinji said, then turned around (taking Rei with him). "Listen, can you take this to Misato? Rei and I are kinda... busy right now."

Asuka let herself go into a 7/10 Asuka level smirk, then leaned forward and took the tray. Took a little sugar too while she was there. Her bright red hair retracted. Her breasts flattened out into manly pecs. Her wide childbearing hips became more manly in shape, and at the same time Shinji was going through the opposite experience. In essence, Shinji and Asuka had traded places. When Shinji had said 'take this' he had not meant the tray, but rather his own body.

"Back in a sec!" he chirped, turning on his heel while Asuka began to violently thrust her butt back into Rei's hips. "Try to save some for me, got it?"

En route, Pen Pen handed Shinji a shirt and a pair of shorts from his room. What a smart and helpful penguin! He chuckled a bit, then after dressing into something moderately respectable he knocked on Misato's door, then after a brief moment of silence let himself inside.

Aw, how cute! Within, he found the normal slovenly mess that Misato made of her own living space, with Misato herself sprawled out in a most undignified manner. However! Today she was curled up onto the very obviously naked Kaji, while she herself was also covered by a blanket, but Shinji would be surprised if there was a stitch else under there. THey looked so content. So serene. He almost didn't want to disturb them.

Though, he had put a bit of effort into this breakfast, so... He nudged Misato with his foot, and she flopped over, blinked a few times, wiped the crust from her eyes and looked down at the tray Shinji set at her feet.

"Did you have a fun night, Misato?" Shinji asked. Quietly, so as not to wake up Kaji.

"Yes, very fun!" Misato replied without missing a beat. "And you?"

There was some giggling from the kitchen. "Yeah, it was just what the doctor ordered. We're all glad you hooked up with Kaji again, too. You're good for one another."

"You think so?" Misato asked, twirling with her hair like a schoolgirl in love. "Well, listen. The three of you can do whatever you like in private - but in public you have to be careful, alright?"

Unfortunately, Shinji understood what she meant all too well. If they showed up in their new super sexy bodies and were practically wearing each other as clothing, they would raise Uncomfortable Questions. The sort that could see them locked away from one another. Maybe experimented on further at the Geofront. That would be bad.

So... Yeah, unfortunately they were going to have to pretend everything was normal at school today. Which was a pain in the ass. Kind of the opposite of what Asuka's going through right now, huh?

"I heard that, jackass!" Asuka's voice drifted through from the kitchen, without the slightest trace of malice in it. Ah, to be a gestalt in love with yourself! Narcissus would himself be proud! Maybe, if he could tear himself away from that damned lake to so much as recognise the existence of anyone else...