Electricity filled the air all around them. Sparking bright lightning crackled, leaving a distinct smell of ozone within the street. Not that anyone could see it, but Jupiter's eyes were rolled up in the back of her head and her body was trembling as this extremely potent perverted power coursed through her veins, lighting up her nerves and filling her body with more pleasure than a normal human could stand.
As for the effect being had on everyone else, it fell broadly into three categories. The first and most obvious effect it had was on Cleaner and Soldier, who were - to use the scientific terminology - zapped with extreme prejudice. As both were beings of extreme order, the damage the attack did on them was the most extreme. Cleaner was looking like she was having a seizure, her entire body twitching and face contorted somewhere between pain and ecstasy, the strong emotions anathema to her very being. Soldier took it better, being incredibly hard already and managing to keep standing somewhat firmly. Even if the burns on his body and the steam billowing from his form were obvious to anyone looking.
As for the brainwashed mooks we shall return again to some clinical terminology to help make it clearer what was happening to them: They were cumming their silly little brains out. If you called what had been done to them 'brainwashing' then this was definitely 'braindirtying'. Without question. Or perhaps it could also be said that they were ‘cleaned’ of all thoughts not related to the pleasure currently wrecking their bodies? Hips bucking, eyes rolled back and tongues hanging outs as they all screamed and moaned in harmony. One could have almost called it musical.
And finally, our heroes. For them the effect was a lot more subtle than it was for the other groups. Namely: It was healing them. Not by much. Not nearly so much as it was hurting the two villains, but it was causing the injuries received so far to increase recovery time. And there were other signs of effect as well, like glassy eyes, erect nipples and a warm fluttery feeling in the pits of their stomachs. The good kind of side-effects, you know.
"P-please warn us next time you do that!" Mercury rose her head to yell that. "Sailor Moon, your hand is on my... Uh... You know!" The blue haired girl wiggled a little, not quite sure how to react to her friend and leader grabbing onto her butt like she were testing its softness. And ohhh she had never thought that Usagi had such skillful fingers!
Sailor Mars coughed into her hand. "Well, that's that dealt with," she said. "That was quite the attack, Jupiter."
"Yeah, I'll say!" Venus added, leaping in to hug the larger girl from behind. "Yay! That was really cool!"
Mercury was watching her friends with keen interest. To her keen eye, she recognised the blatant signs of sexual arousal. In them. In herself. Ah, but bringing it up was a bit...
"Hey Venus, are you going to let go of her boobs any time soon?" Moon asked, pulling herself out from under Mercury and dusting herself off.
"...Nope! Can't quite seem to!" Venus replied. Mercury blinked and focused her attention on Jupiter's frankly fantastic bust. Indeed, it seemed as though Venus was struggling to pull away but couldn't quite manage it. "It's like my hands are stuck on with super glue."
“Oh!” Jupiter for her part gave a slight sound of please as Venus continued to try to remove her hands from her fellow Senshi’s prodigious bust. Apparently this was quite pleasurable, something Ami didn’t doubt for a second. She was also tingling all over and quite sure that getting groped anywhere would be enough to make her scream at the top of her lungs.
"It's not a big deal," Jupiter shrugged. "Grope away. My magnetic boobs must be a bit overcharged after that last attack."
Magnetic boobs? Mercury tried to lift her head to ask Jupiter in the eyes about that, but found her head was completely stuck in place. Staring right at those... She stepped to the left. Her eyes followed the breasts perfectly, keeping them dead centre in her vision. She continued going, going - but stopped right when the last trace of underboob would leave her sight. Like her feet were frozen to the ground. Worse yet, she was feeling an ever increasing pull, not only towards Jupiter but to stand directly in front of her where she could stare more freely at both magnetits at once.
The word magnetits entered her lexicon so seamlessly that she almost didn't notice it. If not for her better than average mammary - that is to say memory, she was pretty sure she would not have.
<i>Well done, girls! You beat them!</i> Libra said telepathically to each of them. <i>Thank goodness. That was pretty hairy for a while there.</i>
Hmph. Mercury was pretty sure that relief in Libra's telepathic voice was more down to them being a bit more accepting of perversion. Mercury hated to admit it but using her new attack and being hit by Jupiter's had felt... wonderful. Any attempt to deny that would mean she was repressing it, which would cause further problems down the line. It had felt wonderful and that was a fact. The same as water being wet or Jupiter's breasts being magnetic.
"Mmmmm!"
"Oooh, right there!"
"Ah! I needed this so badly!"
Mercury tilted her head while her eyeline was still stuck on the magnetits. "Jupiter, what's happening behind me right now?" she asked.
"Uh... Everyone's making out," Jupiter replied. "Boys with girls, girls with girls, boys with boys... They all grabbed whoever was closest and started going at it."
"With tongue!" Venus enthusiastically added, giving an extra little squeeze to Jupiter's bust.
"Oh... If only Tuxedo mask was here," Moon sighed. Nng! Really... starting to grate up against Sailor Mercury's shyness here! "Then again, one glimpse at you right now and you're all he'd be able to look at."
"... Are we all stuck staring at Jupiter's magnetits?" Mercury asked.
There was a bout of silence. A polite cough.
"At least tell me that you're not staring as well, Jupiter?"
"Well, sure. I can lie to you if you want."
"Ku... ku... ku!" a voice cackled behind them. Uh oh. "You whores are in for it now! Even without my Privates at my command I am more than a match for each and every one of you!"
Mercury's face fell ashen white. Soldier was still up. And she couldn't look away from those magnetits still. Her head was able to move a fraction of an inch before feeling the irresistible pull back to those splendid, barely covered, creamy soft big... Focus girl! Focus!
"Huh... I did think it was a bit anticlimactic having them both get killed like that..." Moon mused somewhere off to Ami's right. "Hey, point those things at him! That'll keep him busy!"
"As if I would succumb to enemy weapons so easily!" Soldier yelled. "I have the discipline of a Titan! A willpower made of steel!"
<i>Sailor Moon, you'll have to deliver the finishing blow!</i> Libra said. <i>Jupiter! Turn around so she can aim!</i>
"Got it!" Jupiter yelled, quickly spinning around and - wooooah! This must be what it's like inside a centrifuge! The next thing Sailor Mercury knew she was trapped in the middle of Sailor Mars and Sailor Moon! All of them were pushing, trying to be in the position closest to their friend’s boobs, trying to get the most direct line of sight as possible. Ami could only hope this effect wasn’t going to stick around for too long after the fight. She didn’t want to explain to her mother why she had to sleepover with Makoto, face between her magnetits.
"Never turn your back to the enemy!" Soldier yelled. "First rule of combat -"
"Is to never strike a lady." a cool and composed voice interrupted. There was a sound not entirely unlike that of a rose striking metal. "Sailor Moon! I... don't know what sort of perverted plan this enemy is up to this time around."
"Me? I'm not the pervert here, you interfering clown! How dare you show up to the battlefield dressed for dinner and a show?!"
"Based on the sound of his voice, he's directly behind Makoto," Mercury whispered. "Aim it directly at her, and then -"
<i>Jupiter, hit the dirt as soon as Moon throws the tiara!</i> Libra instructed. Hrmph. Alright. Having a telepathic private communication between them was kind of useful, huh? <i>
“What are you perverted witches whispering? It does not matter! I will not lose to trickery, come at me with all you have and I will throw it down before.. Where the hell did you get this damned weed for it to be so hard to pull out?” The Soldier interrupted, voice taking on an annoyed tone as he continued, the sound of metal scratching against metal being audible.
"Moon Tiara Striptease!" Sailor Moon yelled.
"Wow, that sounds like a perfectly reasonable name for an attack," Venus said without a hint of irony.
"Hrmph!" Mars sniffed. "I am sure it is not as cool as it sounds."
Mercury stayed silent a moment. Trying to process that reaction. Then, at last, her brilliant mind was able to bury deep, deep within her lexicon to process the most appropriate words to express her emotional response to this situation.
"Fucking really?!" she yelled.
"Language!" Jupiter tsked while ducking to the ground. "Really Mercury, that's so unlike you."
Before she could do anything to defend herself, Mercury found herself crumbling to the ground in a vain attempt to keep those magnetits in her eyeline. One bonus though: She was able to keep track of the tiara as it sailed overhead, striking Soldier in the chest and then -
Energy billowed up around him in all the colours of the rainbow. Soldier grunted and stared at it in confusion - and then the five of them appeared, clad in their regular Sailor gear. They tittered and they giggled, and then they began to dance. It was hard for even Mercury to keep track of who was doing what at any given time as they felt like they were everywhere at once: Sailor Venus and Mars pairing up, grinding against one another while removing each other's skirts. Her own double was doing what looked like a belly dance, slowly letting one piece of her clothes after the other fall of her body as her hands played with every curve of her body. Meanwhile Jupiter and Moon had apparently procured an stripper pole and were dancing around it, at one point pushing their breasts together, the next lifting each other into the air, lips almost touching. And their clothes seemingly vanishing on its own volition piece by piece.
"What in tarnation do you girls think you're doing?" Soldier yelled. This only seemed to encourage the phantom Sailors. "You think your mommas are proud of you, shaking your booties like that? Cut that nonsense out, soldier!"
The more he protested, the more invigorated the phantoms were. Before long, their discarded 'clothing' and their naked bodies seemed to completely obscure him from view. Not that he stopped his yelling, which grew more and more incoherent as time went on.
Suddenly the phantom sailors were completely naked - and they parted, forming a nude semi-circle around where Soldier had been. Had been. Past tense. He wasn't there any longer. All that was left was... sparkles in the air. As if somehow their erotic dancing had eaten him alive and left nothing but dust in the wind.
Then the phantoms vanished as quickly and seductively as they appeared- with Mercury last. This phantom winked at her, blew her a kiss. To her shame Mercury made a gesture of catching it. On realising what she'd done she wiped her hand on the ground, but it didn't help. No point in denying it: Sailor Mercury was... she was...
"Phew! Glad that's over!" Sailor Moon sighed. "Ah! And I'm not magnetised to Jupiter's boobs anymore!"
"I guess it wore off." Jupiter almost sounded disappointed.
"Well anyway, you girls have fun, I've got some catching up to do with a certain tuxedo wearing masked man."
Just like that Sailor Moon extracted herself from the pile of girls, leaving Mercury blinking and staring after her. That short skirt swaying to and fro in an absolutely distracting way that irresistibly drew attention to that pair of legs and those hips, none of which were lying: She was going to be having sex in the near future.
And it was a fact that Sailor Mercury was kind of jealous of her. Try as she might, much though she wished Libra's machinations weren't having an effect on her because she was intellectually aware of them there was no point in denying the fact. Because a fact is a fact. You can't change that with any lie or repression in spite of how much some people try.
Sailor Mercury was super horny right now. Almost as horny as she was smart. Which... if she was planning to uncover and prevent Libra from turning them into perverts might be a bit of a problem.
- Libra studies the aftermath of that fight from within the crystal.
- Cleaner somehow managed to survive and is now planning her revenge.
- Usagi is having wild sex with Mamoru, much to his happiness and surprise. Perhaps Chibi-Usa will come a bit earlier?
- Mercury tries to deal with this arousal in the most sensible way available to her: The horny ex-mooks fooling around in the street.
- Something else
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