Story: Curvy Sailor Moon

Ask anyone and they'd tell you that Ami Mizuno was a perfect example of the shy genius archetype. It's been said before, but it always bears repeating. This shy, mousy girl was so smart it was a wonder she functioned in regular society. She was shy. She was a bit withdrawn. She was certainly very pleasant, not at all arrogant about how smart she was, but she felt distant and separated from everyone else she knew, right up until she met Usagi and started to enter a network of real friends.

So you can understand why this sudden intense and burning lust towards the girl that had been her first true long term friend was making her feel extremely awkward.

"Are you ready?" Usagi - currently in the form of Sailor Moon - asked. Sitting on the edge of Usagi's bed. Crossing her leg. In that tiny skirt. With those legs. Was she trying to get Ami to start masturbating again?! No, her rational side said. Whatever spell is on her amplifies her appeal to ludicrous levels so every action can seem like a deliberate seduction attempt. "I want to track down whoever is responsible and give them a good hard spanking."

On hearing that Ami had to physically restrain herself from screaming 'I did it! It was me!' Whew! Deep breath. She was almost set up. She'd be able to put a tracer on the energy released from Sailor Moon so they could see exactly where it went.

"Wait a minute," Makoto suddenly interrupted. "Just thought of something. When we transform, we're all drawing it from the same source of power, right? The Silver Crystal." Ami nodded. "Well, isn't that in her possession right now? What if it was influenced by this change too?"

"I'm not sure..." Ami replied. There were several possibilities, extending from 'nothing' to 'big busty sexy Sailor Mercury'. She bit her lip. If they sent off this energy to the wicked villain in charge of all of this and then wound up transforming into something like Sailor Moon there - Ooh, boy! Instant orgy, no need to add water. The possibility that they would be able to keep their hands off each other approached zero so closely that it was at risk of getting a restraining order against it. Which would give the villain an easy way to draw in even more erotically charged energy while they <i>never ran out of stamina</i> allowing for that perverted villain to become theoretically <i>infinitely powerful</i> which would be a very, very bad thing.

Though a never before used part of Ami's mind replied to that: The sex would be <i>amazing</i>. Totally worth it!

The mousy little genius shook her pretty head to try and get rid of the image of the whole team curvied up the same way Sailor Moon had. Gosh! She'd never been so thoroughly conscious of how innately erotic their uniform was! There really wasn't any other way around it.

"Makoto, could you please transform?" Ami asked. She set the program she'd been intending to use aside and started up a new one, to analyse Jupiter's transformation as best she could. "It's best if we have all the information we can get before we trigger an encounter flag."

She scooched away from Jupiter to give her some room. A position which, by sheer coincidence, meant that her shoulder was up against Sailor Moon's knee. That sensation alone made her shudder with delight.

"Jupiter Prism Make Up!"

Before her eyes Makoto Kino began to change into Sailor Jupiter. Meanwhile on her screen, the energy flow was... Pretty normal, actually. Huh! That was surprising. So far as she could tell the transformation had gone off without a hitch. Sailor Jupiter was standing before her with proportions that seemed outright normal.

"Phew, that's a relief," Sailor Moon sighed. "So I'm the only one affected by this?"

"It certainly seems that way," Ami said. In front of her Sailor Jupiter was studying her own body as if double checking what they were telling her. Then she strode over towards Ami, kneeling down to peer at the screen. "We can transform without any issues. Just to be safe though... Sailor Jupiter, could you please transform back?"

"Hrm..." Sailor Jupiter tapped her lips. "I dunno, I've got a better idea."

A better idea? Well, Ami was always open to suggestions. She turned towards Sailor Jupiter to ask her what that idea was - and found herself being kissed right on the mouth by her transformed colleague.

After a moment, Jupiter pulled away with a peculiarly shy smile on her face. "I like you," she said, then went in for another kiss. "Mm... You're so cute! So smart! You remind me of senpai..."

"... What?" Ami asked, and then Sailor Jupiter was on her again, this time tackling her to the floor. Oh no! This was bad! Running through her memory of the energy transfer, everything <i>had</i> seemed perfectly normal... But it seems as though there was an intense undercurrent of arousal buried somewhere under there too! With Jupiter still on top of her, Ami reached her hand out and tapped at her computer - Just as she feared! There it was! Oh, she felt so foolish for missing this!

"Jupiter!" Usagi suddenly interrupted, reaching down and tweaking the other Scout's ear. "Do I have to have the talk with you about consent?"

"But Sailor Moon!" Jupiter pouted. "She looks so cute! How could I help but - Ooh... You look like senpai too!"

"Are you alright?" Luna asked. "That must have been quite the shock."

Ami nodded, but this did give her a lot of new information to consider. Whatever spell was affecting Usagi/Sailor Moon did have the potential to affect them as well. Which made it imperative that she prioritise a way to keep out the nympho. Ah, but let's ignore the part where Makoto went to kiss her right away rather than Sailor Moon because that led to conclusions which were in a place a girl this shy had no desire to wander.

In the meantime she had to get some work done -

"Ugh, fine! If it'll wear you out and make you less horny, then I suppose we can fool around..."

Which meant getting out of this room ASAP so she could maintain her concentration without getting drawn into Moon vs Jupiter, erotic edition. Though she did have to clench her thighs together a little bit on imagining what that would look like, somehow Ami was able to get out of there before the siren call of their mutual moans and whimpers could lure her into turning around. She closed the door and quickly put headphones over her ears to block it out. Maybe... Maybe then she'd be able to resist. Although the phantom taste of Jupiter on her lips was acting as a tempting factor in and of itself...

"Let me out!" Luna yelled from inside the door, scratching furiously against it. "Don't leave me in here with these two! Ami! I don't want to watch this!"

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Pervosa took a deep, deep breath which, incidentally, caused her to puff out her prodigious chest and then she let out a sigh of relief that others might mistake for three simultaneous orgasms. "I love the taste of mortal lust energy in the morn- " she looked at the clock. It had just turned noon. "Midday," she finished.

“Still, why did the stream of power from that girl cut off?” The buxom beauty questioned, putting one finger to her lips and pouting in a manner that would have made any onlookers beg for the right to touch them. With a wave of her hand she returned her vision to the second victim of curvification she had selected: Still curvy. Grocery shopping in extremely baggy clothes. Everyone else in the shop and a few outside were staring slack jawed at what they were looking at.

"Hrm... So why was the mother affected, and the daughter not?" Pervosa wondered. Then, she reacted as any creature of lust would have and said "Who the fuck cares, she's sex on legs and she's giving me what I need." Then, continuing that same thought. Once again in the only way a being devoted entirely to lust could react. "But now I have enough energy to make another. Oh, hah! She'd buying a lot of high energy food. Planning on burning off some calories, were we? You wonderful little MILF, you!"

This was enough to make her completely forget about Blue Wing for the moment. She didn't even let the youma know that she wasn't listening in so intensely anymore. Cracking her knuckles and wiggling her tush, Pervosa looked around the local area for another girl she could curvify to ensure maximum erotica. It didn't take her long either, as her vision fell upon:

1. Ami's mother Saeko
2. Usagi's friend Naru
3. Haruna Sakurada
4. One of the Outers.
5. On second thoughts, let's hit a boy with the male equivalent of this spell.
6. Something else