So, at this very moment in time, Sailor Neptune and Sailor Uranus were being corrupted by two different sources. Technically three, though one of those is kind of the same root as another one. To start with - Superhero was actively recruiting the two of them to her cause. That of Order, and Justice (which may not be dolled out equally to all)! The second route? Libra had been messing with their rooms inside the Crystal.
As for the third? Come on we've established this already. All girlfriends across the planet were being corrupted by Libra's magic as the source of Girlfriends as an avatar of Order had already been corrupted by Libra.
Now, if it had been just one of those three, the two of them would've noticed much sooner and maybe done something about it. All three hitting them at once...? How do we put this...? It's sort of like...
Ever do tech support for someone else, and it turns out that the reason they're having problems isn't just the one thing? It's several issues that are sort of tied together. At first you spot one issue, resolve that, think it's done - and then something else weird happens leaving you kind of confused about the root cause, so you have to dig in much deeper to figure it out, and then hours later you finally, finally get it - but you're not really sure?
That's the situation they were basically in right now. Aware that something was amiss, but the diagnosis was being skewed by a lack of information. One thing that was definitely true: The two of them were getting really, really horny.
Now from where we left off - Uranus had just returned from her communication with Pluto, calling for help, when she noticed something really important. Namely: Michuru's boobs. She was well acquainted with Michiru's boobs. She would also very much like to get acquainted with them again in the near future, especially since...
They seemed to be a bit bigger than she remembered. Which was worrying. Also, hot.
"So? What did Sailor Pluto say?" Neptune asked, unconsciously leaning forward to put more emphasis on her boobs.
"Ah she'll catch up with us," Uranus said, scratching the back of her head and making an effort to look away. "In the meantime, how about we -"
Now, one might be wondering how, exactly, Superhero was still corrupting them when they were being so cautious around her. The simple truth is, they were not being cautious enough. Being in her presence, as the embodiment of Superheroes, while they had demonstrated that they had all the key factors - superpowers, secret identities, distinctive costumes, a desire to do good - That's really all it took for her to get her influence on them.
After all, even in being cautious they were engaging in a kind of superheroism. They weren't being cautious for their own sake it was about as altruistic as one could be, for being cautious. They were concerned about the motives of this person. They were concerned this being was attempting to manipulate them into helping her with her own twisted ends.
It's not as though Superhero is doing it on purpose, exactly. She exists as an example to others. That's how she views it. Anyone can be a superhero, in her eyes, so long as they stand up for what is right (without destabilising the status quo too much)
But hey, what do you suppose happens then, when you mix these two different types of corruption? Well, then in that case, you've gotta get into a rather odd bit of sexism that exists within superheroes.
Long story short, Sailor Neptune now has a boob window. Which was a bit of a relief because, as Uranus had noticed, her breast size had gone up a bit. As for Sailor Uranus-
She gasped, for no apparent reason. "That poor woman has twisted her ankle!" she called out, and leaped away towards where a random civilian had, indeed, stumbled and fallen. As Neptune watched, with amusement and jealousy, Uranus scooped that woman up in her arms and made several leaps towards the nearest hospital.
"We'd better follow her," Superhero said, putting her hand on Neptune's shoulder right before leaping after Uranus.
"Oh, I do hate leaping about in this skirt..." Neptune muttered to herself, but she did follow along anyway, leaping high into the air in pursuit of her girlfriend.
They soon caught up with her at a local hospital, where they found the civilian being taken inside on a gurney, while Uranus stood proudly at the door, hands on her hips, up until the woman was out of sight and then -
"Wooooooo, what the hell was that?!" she yelled. "Why did I -"
"It's the duty of a true hero!" Superhero announced, slapping her on the back. Uranus whipped around towards her. "You noticed someone in danger, and immediately set about freeing her! What sort of hero would ignore someone in need? Clearly, the two of you are more trustworthy than I imagined!"
Just then, the change hit Uranus as well. Ah, now there are two particular sexual stereotypes for women superheroes. The boob window is the first. Gotta give a bit of cleavage there, right? But that's not all. No, it's not all by any means. For one thing, the cut of her leotard suddenly had a gap at both sides, that slimmed down into a high, very high waisted leotard. How high? Think armpits. Yes, that high.
But on top of that, Uranus's legs, let's just say, they had a bit more meat on them than before. Muscles, big protruding veins around her thighs, bulging strength, greater height. And then it spread from there. Her tummy developed a six-pack, her arms developed strong biceps. The only thing that didn't grow was her breasts, but frankly, as a musclebound beauty she didn't need boobs to make anyone submit to her will. All she had to do was flex a bicep and blow a kiss.
"Huh," Superhero tilted her head. "That's weird. I mean, I guess you do both look more like superheroes now - "
"Did you do this to her?" Neptune asked, then looked down at herself. "I mean, to us?"
"Huh? No! Of course not!" Superhero nervously laughed. And she was right to be nervous. "This must be Libra's doing!"
"Oh yeah? And how did Libra do this without being anywhere nearby?" Uranus pointedly asked. While trying very, very hard to not stare Neptune's boob window into a bigger hole.
"Uh, well, I dunno? Libra sure is sneaky like that!" Superhero said. She adjusted her collar nervously. "Oh, shoot, that's right, I just realised! There's another convention of Superheroes I forgot to take into account?"
"And that might be?" Neptune asked, while Uranus cracked her knuckles and rolled her shoulders in that way that screamed 'we're about to throw down'.
"A misunderstanding leading to a fight when two hero teams meet up!" Superhero said, jumping backwards as she readied herself for defense. "I'm not responsible for this - but you girls seem convinced. If you try to throw down with me - you'd better take it away from the hospital! Got it?"
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