Chamo was in a rascally mood. Chipper, upbeat, excitable and thoroughly perverted. he knew he'd chosen wisely in going with Haruna. That girl had taken to titnosis like a duck to water, and was already showing signs of falling prey to its addictive properties. Why, she'd even used it to put him under! heaven's knows what sort of commands she'd put in him, but he could hardly wait to find out!
One of those commands didn't seem to be 'don't show anyone else the book' which was either a severe oversight on her part or an act of <i>total genius</i> manipulation. Chamo was kind of hoping it was the latter. It meant he'd have a partner in crime going forward.
Anyway, the point of all this was as follows: He could not see nor touch the fabled book of titnosis, but he was able to touch things that were touching it and, in her infinite wisdom, Haruna had left the book hiding in a bag. He could tell because he could feel the weight on picking up the bag but could not see or feel the contents.
So, a little stealing never went amiss. It must have been quite the amusing sight, a little ermine carrying a bag in his teeth, scampering across the campus grounds so fast the bag was actually lifting up into the air behind him. Oh, the fun! Oh the possibilities!
Though the question did linger in his mind: Which girl should he show the book to next?
"Alright, girls! Let's get this routine started!"
That came from the field. Chamo looked over and saw a certain trio of friends. Misa Kakizaki, Madoka Kugimiya and Sakurako Shiina. The club cheerleaders, practising a routine in unison. Oh, what a glorious sight it was. Cute girls in cute uniforms, performing an array of athletic, coordinated movements. The implicit eroticism did his heart proud!
"Go team, don't hold back! Time to mount a new attack!"
"I wonder if these three would stand out even more with three nice pairs of large round tits. Oh, I am sure the other cheerleaders would like that too!” Chamo said while chuckling to himself.
The image popped up in his mind. Ballooned up, one might say. They continued on their synchronised routine within his mind, whirling around, punching the air, doing knee lifts, the works. Pom poms were raised, soft skin was revealed and countless pantyshots happened during the workout.
The core difference was more in the upper half than the lower. Their chests swelled out, their uniforms clearly unable to take it. No ordinary uniform could fit over such monumental mammaries and not rip during such a workout, not without the help of magic. Or at the very least some drastic alterations, like a boob window. Or a much, much lower neckline. Or perhaps having the upper half divided neatly in two with but a loop of metal tying the whole thing together.
Heck, why not all of the above? Just on different girls? It would ruin the unity of their outfits, but Chamo was pretty sure that the team they would cheer on could forgive such a thing. Why, he was quite certain that they would double, nay triple their effort from being cheered on by these titties!
It wouldn't be too difficult, really. All he needed to do would be to sneak into the changing room, get some of their underwear and start a wild goose chase for some pervert. These three would split up from the others and he could meet them in private. From there it would be a simple matter of double bluffing them into trying it out. The fabled spell of titnosis. Once one of them tried it out, the other two were sure to follow suit. And then -
"Yay, Ako! Let's play soccer!"
Or he could interrupted before the plan even started when a flood of middle school boys flooded the pitch, led there by Ako Izumi. Curses! It looked like the cheerleaders were there to use the soccer team's training to facilitate their own! Very clever, but it also meant he'd be unable to lure them away for a good hour!
It was time for this perverted stoat to slink away in silent defeat. It wasn't a huge problem. There were plenty of other fish in the sea. Plenty of other tits to make bigger and bouncier and hypnotic. Or at the very least <i>more</i> hypnotic than normal.
"Alakazam!"
Aha, here was a candidate now! Dressed in a top hat, cape and tuxedo, here was the mysterious Zazie Rainyday! Standing in front of a group of students while fanning out a deck of playing cards.
Although her face seemed to be stuck in a expression of disinterest, her eyes gleamed in the manner of one who was having a lot of fun. Chamo knew that look all too well, having to feign disinterest for a week when that supermodel mistook him for a common housepet - long story.
He wasn’t quite sure why Zazie acted like that. Was she simply not good at expressing herself? Did she worry about doing something wrong or was there another reason entirely?
Zazie didn't say another word, merely holding out the fanned out cards. She turned them around, then spun in place - and all of the cards save one had turned around. The Four Of Clubs.
"That's my card!" an audience member gasped. Zazie's eyes twinkled with mischief. She shrugged, and flowers appeared out of her sleeves, lingered there for a moment, and then transformed into bunnies that began to hop around the stage.
At this everyone broke out in applause and some of the other members of the club were even loudly calling Zazie’s name. Chamo watched this with curiosity even as the white-haired girl made a bowing motion and pulled the tophat of her head. A single white bunny stuck its own head out of the hat, made a few surprised sounds, then vanished back in the hat without any trace. Immediately the applause doubled and a small barely perceptible smile could be seen on Zazie’s face.
"Aha... she likes the attention!" he realised. "Yes, she seems like the sort that doesn't fit in easily. Maybe that troubles her quite a bit? The poor dear. I should do something about that."
That something being hiding the bag within Zazie's props. When she went away, she'd notice the weight difference and find the book hiding within. Then, out of curiosity she'd start to read it placing the seeds of temptation within her mind.
<i>"Alakazam!"</i> his imagined Zazie said, still resplendently showman like - show-woman like in her cape, tuxedo and top hat. She grins at the audience, holds out her hands. Then wraps her cape around herself, says the magic word and then opens up her cape - the tuxedo is gone! In its place are a pair of majestic hypnotic tits!
The audience begins to clap despite itself.
With a exaggerated motion, Zazie waved someone up the stage to help with her trick. A girl followed, looking all sorts of confused, but her eyes unable to look from the white-haired girl’s chest.
Zazie then held up a pack of ordinary playing cards and left them lying flat atop her tits. Then, she clasped her hands together and pressed her upper arms into the side of her tits, pushed in tightly - and the jiggling motion of her tits shuffled the cards, much to everyone's delight. Especially Zazie's. Though <i>especially</i> Chamo's!
<i>"You want me to pick a card?"</i> the volunteer said, their voice dreamy and distant. Zazie shrugged, and the cards fell into her cleavage where they were snugly trapped in place. <i>"W-with my teeth?"</i>
The volunteer made no effort to fight it. Their head ducked down and they pulled a card out in between their teeth while making thoroughly interesting noises. It was already the best magic trick that Chamo had ever seen. Zazie still seemed disinterested judging from most of her face, but not from her eyes. She moved her hands to openly grope herself, causing the cards to fall out - and vanish before they hit the ground.
Then Zazie whirled around, and was wearing pasties over her perfect nipples. Pasties shaped like an Eight and a Diamond. She plucked the card out from between the volunteer's teeth and held it aloft between two fingers: The Eight of Diamonds.
"Encore!" Chamo yelled. "Encore!"
Ah! That had been another dream! Well, never mind. He really ought to get to it. Sneak the book in among her props and then let some real magic -
"Hmph, not a patch on real magic, but entertaining enough," snarked the cold voice of a certain vampire with massive amounts of magical experience. Chamo stopped cold. The one and only girl he truly and completely feared on campus was... Actually that would be Satsuki. But Evangeline was a close second! "Come along, let us see another."
Backing off. Backing off. Backing off! As much fun as it would be to watch Evangeline succumbing to the glory that was titnosis, not yet. Certainly, her as a victim would be a sight to behold and the thought of turning her into an oppai loli was amusing. But if there was anyone who could utterly ruin all of his plans if she felt like it, then it would be her.
“Hehe.. yes, she is quite talented at this, isn’t she?” Chamo said, doing his best to sound as innocent as possible. How had he missed the pint sized vampire walking up behind him? It seemed that there were disadvantages to having such wonderful fantasies about giving the girls of his sworn friend’s class bombastic boobs.
“I have seen better, but it is still worth watching.” With these words the blonde moved, her intention to join the crowd of spectators rather clear.
Chamo wasn’t sure whether he should thank all gods he had ever heard about that she decided to leave him be, or curse them for ruining his chance to get to another girl anytime soon. Still, there was no option but to retreat, every minute that he stuck around was another that the vampire could notice the bag he was carrying around. Heaven help him if he made any suspicious moves like trying to hide it in Zazie's bag!
He ran until he was inside again, this time in the gym. His feet had carried him here, as it was a prime viewing spot so he could see the girls working out. Okay. Maybe for the best. He could take some time to think over who he would like to see with big bouncing hypnotic -
"Ah, I wish that Mistress Kaede would move on to our next level of training," said the voice of one of the Narutaki twins.
"Now now, Fuka. We must be patient. We'll learn all the cool tricks before long," said the other twin, Fumika. "We must trust that Mistress Kaede knows what she is doing."
"Hrmph... But it feels like she's not taking us seriously at all!" Fuka protested. "I'm sure that the other girls look down on us as well since we have the flattest chests."
Ding, ding, ding! These girls were singing his tune! And oh, what a catchy beat it is.
“Fuka, don’t think like that, look at Negi, he is so mature even though he is younger than all of us. And we are still growing anyway.” The second part Fumika mumbled, almost like she was trying to encourage herself.
Oohohoho! No need to imagine how he could get them on board. He could simply swan right on in, leave the book and let them get to it. Didn't even have to say a word. Leave 'em alone for five minutes, he'd come back and -
If there's anything hotter than a girl with massive tits, it's twins with massive tits. The two of them so thoroughly overwhelmed by the power they'd acquired that they started rubbing them up against one another, and 'practised kissing' with each other. Time would go by without them noticing, both learning things about each other’s bodies that even twins didn’t normally know.
He would naturally be so kind as to snap them out of their stupor and explain everything to the sexy twins. Of course, as they listened they would still be unable to stop from fondling themselves in front of him. What an unfortunate side-effect of this entire business, but he was willing to bear it quietly!
Then, just as he was finishing up Kaede would interfere. She'd demand to know what was going on - and the twins would immediately pounce on her, pinning her in between their momentous mammaries. The fearsome ninja would quickly become nothing but a drooling mess of lust! A mighty warrior like her reduced to a slave of the perfect tits that had her caught between them.
<I>"Teach us more advanced techniques, Mistress Kaede!"
"Oh, please teach us! We're so needy and desperate and ... Nnng!"</i>
And so the gospel of titnosis would spread still further. With stealth on its side, standing arm in arm with gossip. How delightful! How splendid! How -
"How long have you been lurking up here, Mister Perverted Stoat?"
How the hell should he get away from Kaede?!
"Ah... not long!" he squeaked. "I was... um... Hiding from Evangeline! That's all! You - You know how scary she can be!"
Kaede smiled down at him, eyes nearly closed as always. Every feature on her face vanished into the shadows. Everything but the smile. What was she, the cheshire cat?
"About as scary as this?" Kaede asked.
"Yes! Just about that scary! Bye!" Chamo waved goodbye.
Alright, so maybe this wouldn't be as easy as he was assuming. At least not with Kaede around to intercept him before he could try anything at all! Ah, what unfairness that one of the bustiest girls in Negi’s class would interfere with his plans to increase the average cup size in it! As he raced away, he heard Kaede landing between the twins and immediately both of them started asking for further lessons.
“Ah, I guess I will show you some tricks while I am around. I have a little job after school, so I won’t be able to join you in the strolling club activities.
Blast it all, he'd find some success before this day is out. You mark his words!
- He heads back to the cheerleaders and waits for them to finish training before making his move.
- He goes back to Zazie's dorm in hopes of Evangeline being gone.
- He goes right to the twins' dorm room and leaves the book there.
- He finds another girl to show the book to.
- Meanwhile, back with Haruna...
- Something else
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