Once upon a time, there was a truly vile experiment performed in a place called Academy City. The idea behind it was pretty simple: They were a city researching Esper powers. So they took hold of the top esper they had and instructed him to become even stronger by repeatedly killing clones of the third strongest Esper in the city. Over and over and over again. Thousands of times. All just because a certain supercomputer had calculated that this would allow him to reach Level 6, to ascent to the stage of godhood. Ultimately the experiment was stopped when the original esper and a boy with a power cancelling hand defeated the 'strongest esper'... which meant that all of a sudden the city had thousands of clones left over without any real apparent purpose.
So they did the thing that the clones were actually made for in the first place. Spreading them around the planet so their latent psychic fields could be used to... enact a much more complicated plan that ultimately isn't important for the near future. The point is, of late Mikado had a brand new test subject/assistant occasionally popping into her clinic.
"Mikado? Misaka called into the room, suddenly realising she was not there. Oh well, I shall wait for her Misaka sighed, already bored."
Yes indeed. There's a certain semblance of sense to be found here. Mikado may be a school nurse, but she's also a nurse who routinely treats aliens visiting the planet in this very clinic. Makes sense considering that she kind of is an alien herself. While she might not have a massive facility, she had more than enough resources and talent to justify having her very own Sister for analysis purposes. And while she was at it, might as well use the extra pair of hands as an assistant as well.
Much as the original the Sister was a flat chested brunette. Unlike the original, her face never showed a trace of emotion. However, she did happen to share the original's tendency to poke her nose in stuff above her understanding.
“Ah, since Misaka has nothing better to do, maybe she should try to understand the tools of the doctor? Surely Mikado would be happy if Misaka knows how to help her better, says Misaka while actually just wanting a fix for her boredom.” Also, unlike the original the Sister’s unusual speech pattern meant they would regularly leak their true intentions. The Sister wandered around the clinic staring at things. Occasionally poked them to see what they did. Picked up tools. Looked at them as though analysing them, when in truth their functionality was a complete mystery.
This was all well and good right up until she picked up a can of mystery goo - and accidentally put too much pressure on it, causing it to erupt all over her top.
"Ew, gross! Misaka exclaimed. This green slime will have to be cleaned off, Misaka said grateful for the chance to focus on something useful."
So off she strolled to the decontamination shower, dropping her clothes behind her as she walked. Another factor different from the original: No sense of shame about how she looked in front of others. Why, if one were to ask a sister, they would strip for the flimsiest reasons, like trying to differentiate them from the original by the underwear they were wearing.
Which was another of the few visible distinctions between them.
"Ah, how refreshing! Misaka sighs as the water cascades down her naked body." She tilted her head back and let it rush down her front for a moment. Then let her hands wander up towards her chest. "If only Misaka's chest wasn't so small, Misaka grumbles."
And here we have another factor in common with the original: A complex about their flat chest. Gosh, it's almost as if we're deliberately alternating between similarities and differences. Well, here's another similarity at least: Misaka and the Sisters all had a giant crush on a certain power cancelling boy. This... was not unique to them by any means as the one power he doesn't seem to be able to affect at all is called 'harem protagonist'.
As the Sister cleaned herself, her thoughts drifted off to that young man, in the way many young women's thoughts do wander when they're not careful.
She remembered, when her and her sisters were just blindly following orders. How they did not understand why anyone would care about them, want them to live. She remembered that strong back, standing in front of her and yet not. That day, his words and deeds had resonated throughout the network and made her heart bloom. Even looking back now, she could feel herself getting lost in those words. Endlessly lost, wandering forever without direction...
"Ryoga, wait! That's the decon shower!"
"The what?"
The first voice was Mikado's, and at the sound of it the Sister had turned off the water so she could leave. The second was a boy she'd never heard before. A boy who had just opened up the door as the Sister was leaving. She collided into him and bounced off, landing on her butt on the floor. Which would not be a problem except for two things.
Number 1: She was soaking wet and the hot water was making the boy's clothes cling to him quite tightly.
Number 2: She'd landed with her eyes at dick level.
Number 3: The boy had a rather enormous penis underneath those trousers.
Number 4: She'd landed. With her eyes. At dick. Level.
Number 5: Dick level was really quite profound with a junk like this.
The Sister stared. The Sister blinked. Other Sisters - to whom she was engaged within a gestalt network - peeked in and let out the equivalent of a telepathic whistle. They chattered about what they were seeing. Surely it was an optical illusion. It must be the way that his trousers have folded. But no. Rational analysis of the way he was moving and the way the lump in his trousers was moving made it clear that the impossible was, in fact, before them. In spite of the implications on blood flow. In spite of all manner of biological paradoxes such a large phallus would imply.
Needless to say but even before certain aspects of the curse hit them - which it would in a few seconds - the Sisters Gestalt was curious about what this boy was packing.
And then they got thirsty.
Ever see a gestalt spread out over the entire planet get 'thirsty' all at once? It's not pretty. The people around them gave them a confused look as the Sisters all shuddered in unison. Of course the scientists with several of them around at a time got kind of concerned. But even aside from that moment of creepiness consider something else:
If they all get thirsty for the same thing, and only one of them is around to potentially satisfy that desire? The desire of thousands of girls spread across the globe? A little spark of electricity shot out of the Sister in the shower involuntarily. Thirsty? She was outright parched.
"Ryoga!" said another girl who quickly pulled this mystery hunk of meat away. She slapped her hands over this Ryoga's eyes and hauled him backwards. "Sorry about him! He has a terrible direction sense."
"Nothing to apologise for, Misaka seductively poses. It was clearly an accident, Misaka lustfully stated." The sister’s face had gone full flushed, her eyes were feverish, a hunger obvious to her every being. And while it was difficult to make out due to her being fresh out of the shower, there was more wetness spreading out here.
This girl must be a relative of Mikado. Those breasts, that figure... no mistaking it. She felt something deep inside of her welling up. Something... animalistic. Primal. She barely knew either one of them and yet the Sister was finding it very difficult to think about anything other than sex. Oh, she knew about sex. Intellectually. The process of reproduction in nature.
The only thing that baffled her mind currently was the question of which target she should go for first. Mikado’s relative with boobs that made her feel hungry in an entirely new way, or the boy with a dick the size of the tower of pisa.
Either way, she didn't see much in the need for clothes in her near future. They would only get in the way.
Sun May 20 17:38:07 2018