Story: Drive

Shinji watched in abject horror as the change overtook her. Just that? All it took was accidentally licking a little bit of ketchup, and she was already changing? From the moment this had started, all of them had changed physically. Shinji was more jacked than he'd ever believed he could be, and his dick was half way to his knees. The girls were much curvier too, larger breasts, wider hips, nice full asses. Bodies ripe for fucking for hours upon hours.

So what was happening to Asuka now? To start with, she was gaining height. Her body proportions were staying the same, but she was getting much, much taller. She had to be seven feet by his estimations by the time she'd finished stretching.

Worth noting was that point about her proportions staying the same. That only remained the same until she stopped growing upwards, because that was when she started growing outwards. Her thighs took it first, which made sense. They'd need some extra muscle to keep her additional height-weight steady. What was less necessary (though in retrospect, very much welcomed) was the additional mass in her hind quarters and chest.

"Mmmmm, mein Gott, I feel like a Goddess!" Asuka ran her hands back through her hair, writhing in place, her now even more hourglass figure calling out to Shinji like a siren.

"Hey, Shinji!" his penis piped up. No, not literally. In his head. "Why aren't you smashing that right now?"

His mental reply was that they were in mortal peril and didn't have the time.

"I do not understand, that is not sufficient reason to not have me buried deep, deep in there at all times."

Gulp! Oh boy, this was bad! Honestly, he'd been kinda putting off all day his complicated feelings for the redhead, but this was putting things into a sharp  focus, and - And she was looking directly at him. Staring like he was the last slice of ham in the fridge. Or maybe sausage would be a more apt metaphor?

"Meat!" Asuka yelled. "Want meat! Yummy meat, fill Asuka's belly! Your goddess demands meat!"

"Yes, ma'am!" his penis replied. Not the time!

"Wow, she must've gone a whole five minutes without getting laid," someone muttered in the cafe behind them.

"Poor slut, but now she's gonna get some with that hunky specimen there."

Huh? They weren't talking about him, were they? He was a hunk...? No way, just because he had a rippling six pack, arms like anacondas and a penis he could probably use to beat someone to death with when it was <i>soft</i>...

Oh. He's a hunk. Huh! That was a boost for the old self esteem, though you'd think he'd have that already after having so. Much. Sex. All. Damn. Day. Anyway, Asuka was stomping towards him, and he really ought to be moving towards that exit, but she was also moving faster than he could move because of the longer legs, and -

"Urgh, seriously?!" the muscular Asuka pushed him aside and stormed right over to his own Asuka. She was kinda tall too, but dwarfed by, ahem, Goddess Asuka. At least when it came to height. When it came to muscles, it was another matter entirely. They grappled one another, collar and elbow style, each quickly jockeying for position while the rest of the cafe whooped it up.

"This way!" the Rei guiding them said, pulling them away from the fight. Though Shinji couldn't stop watching. It was really hot. Breasts bouncing all over the place, female flesh pushed together... Heck, he hadn't even thought that a muscular girl like that could be hot, but they sure showed him! Now, please keep on showing him, he was kinda getting into it as well.

"Meat!" Goddess Asuka roared.

"Yeah, yeah, corrupted by the food so now you're into -" Muscular Asuka muttered. "Hold on, are you planning to eat his meat, or <i>eat his meat</i>? I can't let you do either, but if it's the latter then I <i>really</i> can't let you do it."

Oh, hey there shot to your self esteem, Shinji was starting to wonder where you had gone. Just because he was a hunk didn't mean he had worth as a human being, right? He couldn't do anything, right? Watching his Asuka transform like that in front of anyone, relying on that other Asuka to save his dumb skin. Then merely standing by as they got into a really... really fucking hot grappling match, getting food spilled all over each other, grappling and shoving and generally looking like they were about to make out any moment now...

"Urgh, look at you, such a weak idiot!" Muscular Asuka yelled. "You couldn't keep yourself from doing it, right? No, just one simple instruction and you foul that up!"

"Yeah... well, your Goddess doesn't look like she binged half her weight in steroids, you freak of nature! Give me meat!"

"You want meat? Go ahead and look elsewhere! As if that Shinji's worth a damn anyway!"

"Then let me have him! Succulent, juicy Shinji~"

The two of them were trying to leverage their key advantages. Goddess Asuka was using her height, reach and greater flexibility to keep Muscular Asuka from using her full leverage. On the other hand, Muscular Asuka was able to use the leverage she had quite well to toss Goddess Asuka around. They were both so smart like that, if it had been him then all he'd have done was rush in with no plan, and tried to push the enemy back. Asuka? She had thought it through. She knew what she was doing. He didn't.

"You can do better than him!"

"Don't wanna! Want my Shinji meat!"

"We're almost out," Rei whispered. "Come, let us finish this before -"

He broke free from Rei's grip and rushed back into the room. They didn't need him. He was useless. Asuka though... If he could snap Asuka out of it! Or get Muscular Asuka back out there! They were smart, they could do what he could not.

"Hey, Asuka! You want me? Here I am!" he said, holding his arms out. "I'll take you both on at once and... Uh... Why are you both giving me the death glare?"

"Are you serious right now?" Muscular Asuka asked while leaning in to deadlift Goddess Asuka over her head. "Are you actually fucking serious?!"

"Yeah Shinji, what's the big deal?" Goddess yelled. Huh? "Gimme your meat while we yell at you!"

Yell at him? For what?! "Uhhh?" he asked, not quite sure how to phrase the question.

"Oh, look out everyone, it's Shinji Ikari to save the day!" Muscular Asuka yelled mockingly. "What's that? The Angel is big and dangerous and on its way to victory? Well, we have a feisty, brilliant girl who has been training all her life -or we have Captain Nepotism over here who can blunder in and casually save the day!"

"While complaining about it in the process, when anyone his age would be mega hyped to be piloting a giant robot!" Goddess Asuka added. Weirdly, they were still grappling with each other. Goddess had slipped out of Muscular's grip and slid behind her, locking into her waist and - damn that was hot. "You know that you're the biggest source of all our insecurities, right?"

"So, you rushing in to save the day like a big damn hero is really... really not a good idea!"

"Urgh! I was just gonna blow you for maybe an hour and then fuck you senseless, but no I'm gonna hate sex you sooooo hard you'll forget what love is!"

Oh dear. How awkward. How was he meant to react to that? He honestly hadn't realised he'd caused those kinds of issues for her. Maybe he should leave them to it, then? They obviously had issues to -

"So... Uh... You guys were trespassers, then?"

"Aw, crapbaskets..." Shinji groaned. "Girls! With me! We've gotta get out of here!"

He didn't wait for their inevitable complaints, nor did he look back to see the horde of cafe guests that were no doubt, at this very moment, in hot pursuit of him. Instead Shinji grabbed their hands and hauled ass out of there. Though... huh, he was sure he'd grabbed their hands, how did his hands end up on their butts?

No matter. Because now the three of them were about to enter the next circle of hell: Greed.