As much fun as it is to watch Asuka tsun herself into perpetual bitchdom while she tried, oh how she tried, to tame Shinji's relentless cock - and let's be quite clear that it is very fun - why don't we return our attention to Rei Ayanami for a little while?
Ah yes, Rei Ayanami. If Asuka is a tsundere prototype matched only by Akane Tendo and Rin Tohsaka, then Rei is the Queen of the Kuudere. Which makes it a little peculiar to see her eating out Misato Katsuragi like she was trying to win a pie eating contest, where the world was at stake, and this metaphor is kind of getting away from us a bit, so let's focus on these two in quarantine, shall we?
If the point was to monitor their behaviour and ensure that there was no lingering effects from the Sexy Maids, then there absolutely could not be any doubt that they had failed by any objective measure that could currently be taken. We know differently. We know that Rei, wielding the Ring of Lies, managed to make herself and Misato functionally immune to their corruption, but the thing about science is, it can only go off the data that it can get.
If it cannot get the data, it cannot make the analysis. It's a bit of a blind spot, but it's an understandable one: How are you meant to infer anything about the state of the world when you lack the means to examine that one particular variable that will tell you what you need to know? Why, you infer from other variables, but alas, they can mislead so, so easily. It's why it's so important to repeat it. To test from other angles, to make sure of consistency, to seek out those other variables, and then -
"Nnnnnngya~" Misato came and came and came, and good gracious there I go again on one of my tangents while hot, hot sex is going on right over there. We completely missed Rei's distinctive blue mop ducking up and down, betwixt Misato's tender thighs, spread apart as they were to welcome that girl in. Misato's eyes were showing no colour but white, and her tongue was doing its absolute best to reach far, far out of her mouth, as far as it could go - and it could manage quite a bit further than one might think.
On the bright side? Rei wasn't talking right now, but alas, that was a temporary reprieve for reality as soon enough she brought herself up, smoothed herself down as though trying to brush dirt off herself - a reflexive reaction, as the only thing on her were Misato's juices, and she watched her guardian climaxing like mad, and said -
"You seem to be sexually satisfied now."
Which caused Misato's pussy to demand still more. More, more, more, the poor woman! Normally, she'd have the willpower of a mountain. Unmovable by anything, anything at all - but even mountains can be moved with sufficient force, and a Ring of Lies in the hands of an oblivious Kuudere is exactly the right (or wrong) place to produce that sufficient force.
"Get on your back!" Misato growled. Rei obliviously did as she was told. Lay there while Misato set about scissoring her like mad, grabbing Rei's calves for support, marvelling briefly at how smooth and soft her skin was, and then letting loose, rutting like a wild untamed, untamable beast.
The trouble being, despite being unaffected by the Sexy Maids anymore, Rei had made herself as sexually proficient as Misato herself. A woman who knew full well how to keep a man entertained, as she'd learned it as part of a way to satisfy her own wounded mind. Thus, Rei simply lay there, moved her hips a little and -
"Guuuuuuuh~" Misato burbled. "Oooh fuck, the sexy maids must have left a lingering effect after alllllll!"
The older woman, cumming so hard from just that much, hugged Rei to herself while breathing deep, ragged breaths. Finally, finally satiated, finally able to rest -
"Yes, clearly they are planning terrible, wicked things," Rei said. "Even now, they are doubtless planning the end of humanity, tirelessly working to undermine our willpower through sexual pursuits."
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Smash cut to a videogame store, full of pretty girls wearing oversized coats, trying not to be flirted with.
"Shouldn't wé maibe, ai dunno, do zumtheng abut...?" one of them whispered to another while gesturing around them in a general sense.
"Hrm... nah!" the other replied. "Not feeling up to eet."
The first girl that was, of course, obviously not a sexy french maid in an extremely flimsy disguise as a human simply shrugged, not in the mood to argue for some reason. Oh well.
"Might as well stok up on games," the first absolutely not a sexy maid said. "Ai 'ope zey 'ave jiggle physics~"
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Once again, the facts are not known. Nobody has any way to actually know, for a fact, that the sexy maids are currently... indisposed. Vegging out, getting on Goldeneye or whatever in multiplayer and absolutely not, in any way, being an existential threat to humanity. Nobody has any way to know that, because... well, why would they? There's no reason to whatsoever.
So Rei, and Misato, and the people in NERV and the Geofront in general had absolutely no idea, at all, that the sexy maids were not going to be an issue right now. So what are they gonna do? Why, they're gonna assume that anything weird going on is a direct consequence of sexy maid activity, like -
"I have to say," Rei said while pulling her face out from between Misato's cleavage. "I cannot imagine myself with breasts like yours."
And now she could. Luckily, that just meant she could imagine it, and didn't actually make any biological change, however, now that the image was in her head...
"Hrm..." Rei mused, blinking slowly as that image hit her quite vividly. "And yet, they are not that large, and neither is my figure nearly as full as yours. I suppose the same is true for Asuka."
Well then! That went a slightly predictably direction, perhaps - but all the same, there it is! The effect was, of course, instant, and now Rei has a body that equals Misato's, and -
Not to gush, but Misato's got a really killer body. You look up 'realistic ideal feminine figure' and there you go, that's what you're gonna get. All because Misato had been snuggling a little too much with Rei after coitus.
"What the hell is this now?" Misato groaned, staring at the blue haired beauty that was, at this moment in time, staring down at her own chest, running her hands around it. "Seriously, what the hell is this?! It must be the lingering effects of the Sexy Maids!"
"At least they will not get bigger," Rei observed, and then they did. Boing, boing, boing, etc. Up they went in size, up and up and up they went! Round, huge, bouncing breasts, the sort that could not be restrained by a bra. Misato had to step back, at least in part from shock, but also because, quite frankly, the breasts were entering her personal space...
"Dear God, how insidious," Misato whispered. "They'll use your own sex appeal against us, as a devastating weapon."
Misato watched a moment longer and frowned. "Do you have to play with them like that? Or are you enjoying yourself a bit too much?"
"Ah, no," Rei said. "I don't have to play with them." And now she did. "And I'm not enjoying playing with them either."
Rub, rub, squeeze and grope~ Ah, there is something so satisfying about playing with a large, round, full pair of breast. Is it the smoothness? Is it the texture? Is it the inherent eroticism in the act? A latent lingering effect of our association with bosoms and healthy childrearing potential in a woman?
Does anyone actually care why, or would you rather we spend our times staring at a girl fondling her own rather large breasts, a stoic and steady expression on her face, breathing normal, but the way her hands were moving made it somehow obvious that she was enjoying herself. A lot. A lot more than a person should while roaming their hands around their breasts. It was the little movements of her fingers, little flickers of motion here and there which sang a song of utter delight.
And why should those little pale fingers not be happy? Why should they not be content? Flickering around upon soft, pale, yielding flesh as they were. Compare it to what else those fingers may have done today. Opened doors, turned the pages of a book, grabbed and held and lifted, why not let them dance around for a time upon something that was, inherently now, baked into reality, tailor made for them to enjoy touching? Something they had to touch. Had to, mark that word. Imagine being paid to do something you genuinely, eminently enjoyed doing. Those hours are sure to be quite blissful, are they not? You're getting what's good, coming and going, and you'd better believe me -
"Hrnk!" Rei grunted as she came, though she was not going anywhere. Though, for a moment, why don't we?
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Asuka's hips weren't stopping, but if they weren't automatically gobbling up Shinji's cock for all it was worth, they would have. For right now Asuka was looking down. Beholding an enormous pair of tits right there, on her chest, let her jaw drop and then she screamed -
"My tits are twice as big as my head!" Asuka screeched, exaggerating in a moment of panic, and only now realising that, actually, no they weren't - until after she'd said that where they did indeed get even bigger, and to boot, more sensitive than they were before - which Shinji, of course, immediately noticed and -
She wrapped her arms around her head like she was wrapping up a birthday present and screamed into her own flesh, unable to cum, unable to finish until she'd finished taming this dick filling her up and driving her insane. Even though she knew, full well, that her every utterance could warp reality...
Can you really, truly blame her, even a little, for wanting to stay quiet?
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