There's that moment in any story featuring two superheroes where there's a misunderstanding and then they fight it out. Gotta get that vs in the title justified, right? Well, there's also that moment after the fight is over with where the heroes lie in a heap, tits out, cuddling into each other and -
Hold on, let me check my notes, that can't possibly be correct. Ah, let's see... Of course, of course, it's meant to be a scene where they reconcile, realise they had a misunderstanding (or, quite often, were tricked by the bad guys) and decide to team up to take down the true villain once and for all!
It's only in this particular case that the Sailor Scouts, Pretty Guardians of Truth and Justice, were snuggling up to Naru's little group of large hypnotitty bearing Defenders.
"So... these really do flat out brainwash anyone that looks at them?" Moon asked, staring quite intensely at Naru's exposed tits. Her exposed, extremely nice, hard to look away from, completely mind melting tits.
"Uh huh, or touches them," Naru quickly added, patting Sailor Moon on the head. Her little thanks for saving her so often. "Not entirely sure how it works. But it does."
"We should probably work that out," Mercury said, once she'd been able to pull her face out of Index's cleavage. This process made the sort of plop you'd normally hear when trying to unstick a plunger from sheet glass. Damp sheet glass at that, when you consider the drool pooling in between Index's tits. "Would you let me perform a deeper analysis?"
"You've gone pretty deep already," Index quipped, and everyone had that sort of polite laugh at her joke, you know, where the situation is a little awkward and tense but everyone wants to pretend it isn't. "Um, but now that you mention it, maybe we should figure out a bit more about how this works...?"
"I'm more worried about the info we got about you guys," Jupiter said, then resumed swirling her tongue around Mana's nipple like it was an ice cream cone. As you do. "Someone wanted us fighting."
"We have been in pursuit of a youma group," Mana said. Despite the absurdity of the situation, she was all business, as usual. Quite the consummate professional, isn't she? "They seemed to have some awareness of... titnosis. They were trying to take precautions around it."
"Then they were probably discretely observing us somehow to see what happened," Kirino nodded, scouring the surroundings for any sign of hidden enemies - but finding none. "What do you think, Venus?"
"Tiiiiiiiits!" Venus sang, happily staring at Kirino's exposed chest, returning to her empty minded state of being once again. Oh well. Not all of them could have keen insights to bring to the table.
Naru found the whole thing quite charming, really. When she thought of all the times she'd been rescued by these girls, sitting down and talking with them was kinda surreal. It made them feel more like real girls, you know? Not just superheroes, but real actual people! She settled in and watched with interest as a few conversations began between them.
Take Mercury and Index, for one example. Those two were already chatting away like old friends.
"The closest that anything in my Grimoires comes to this is fertility magic," Index said. "Maybe something to do with Hathor or Aphrodite? But those magical systems have long since fallen out of favour..."
"The Moon Kingdom fell, and that is where we get the source of our powers," Mercury said.
"The Moon Kingdom?! Really? That's where you get it from!" Index sounded like an excitable puppy, there. "That's shrouded in mystery, there are very few books remaining that even speak of it! You have to tell me everything!"
"In exchange, let me scan your tits," Mercury said. "I must scan them. In order to perfect our own, I simply have to take the proper dimensions..."
They were talking shop, by the sounds of it. Index wanted to put more information into her internal library, while Mercury was seeking knowledge from Index about Titnosis. A mutually beneficial relationship where the two enjoyers of knowledge could share the things they've learned, while their legs interlock with one another, coiling into each other's bodies. Index's hands playing with the hem of Mercury's skirt, Mercury unable to make eye contact as she's thoroughly bewitched by Index's tits. As so she should be. After all, Mercury would look absolutely adorable with enormous, bouncy hypnotits...
"You're telling me that non-malevolent Devils exist? Really?" Mars asked Koneko. Oh, what an interesting pairing that was. "The only kind I've encountered are -"
"Technically those would be Youma," Koneko interrupted, puffing out her chest and using her titflesh to cover Mars' mouth. A most efficient and pleasurable way to silence someone. "They are different. They are usually made by a malevolent entity, and are mistaken for Devils regularly."
"Mmmmm!" Mars nodded in rapt fascination. She pulled her mouth away from Koneko's tit and began to rub her cheek into it instead, unable to pull away because the merest touch of a hypnotit is the purest bliss imaginable. "How interesting! Do you still trade in human souls?"
"We tend to form contracts with people, which we fulfil the letter and spirit of," Koneko said. "We have little interest in souls anymore, and our energy comes from a different source entirely now."
Well, they were having a nice friendly chat as well now, talking shop in a slightly different context. Where Mercury and Index were discussing the magical world from a knowledge base, these two seemed to be going at it from a more philosophical, spiritual angle.
"Do they all have such nice tits?" Mars asked, engaging in the highest form of philosophical debate imaginable.
"Many do, we have a passive shapeshifting ability that forms our self image," Koneko said. "Although, it was not until I was shown the glory that is titnosis that I achieved this level of perfection."
"Ahhh~" both Venus and Kirino sang in harmony, which naturally drew Naru's attention towards them. It seemed as though those two girls were practising singing technique. It hardly seemed the time, but - if it helped to break the ice and let them all get along better then she was all for it.
"You have a lovely singing voice," Venus said. "Almost as lovely as your tits!"
"False flattery will get you nowhere," Kirino replied. "I must maintain my family tradition. Becoming a singer would invite fame and intrigue. Fans will investigate my past, putting the clan in great danger. They will never permit me to indulge in that career."
"Never give up on your dreams!" Venus said, clasping Kirino's hands. Oh, how nice, they were bonding. "If you can be an undercover superhero, then you can be an undercover idol! If you love to sing, then you shouldn't need anyone to know who you are! Enjoy that they enjoy your singing!"
"Ah... Sailor Venus... Something about you reminds me of... him..." Kirino said, closing her eyes and leaning in. As she did so, Sailor Venus' eyes went quite vacant, very quickly, even for someone going under the effects of titnosis. She must have been put pretty deep under to go down that fast.
Lastly, Naru turned her attention towards Jupiter and Mana, who seemed to be engaging in a variety of warmup exercises. Lunges, stretches... were they planning to fight or something? Oh no! That would be bad... Or would it? Watching those two tall busty babes rolling around and grappling with each other would be kinda hot to watch. No. Hold on. Bad Naru, naughty Naru, that would be a bit too far don't you think?
"A bounty hunter, huh?" Jupiter asked. "Sounds like a lot of hard work. You definitely keep yourself in good fighting shape, that's for sure."
"Indeed, though I do prefer to fight using firearms. What sort of diet are you on right now?"
Oh, thank goodness, they were swapping keep-fit tips. That being said, Naru's ears were perking up, because hearing how the pros keep their bodies in good shape is never a bad thing to hear about.
"I make everything myself," Jupiter said. "None of that store bought stuff, it's best to know exactly what you're putting in your body at all times. Don't wanna ruin your figure by accident, right?"
The irony in that, considering that earlier today Jupiter had been completely on board with Mercury using her analysis to magically give them all larger breasts was completely lost on her. On everyone present really. Then again, human beings tend to not notice their own hypocrisy, even when it's extremely obvious. It's kind of a major failing of the species, really.
"To be honest, I'm mostly concerned with these tits," Mana said. "While they are quite wonderful, I am concerned about manoeuvrability and back pain. I suppose that I could simply use their hypnotic effects to put down any enemy, but..."
But what? What was wrong or weird about that? It sounded like a totally normal thing to do, so far as Naru was concerned. Whip them out, blank the enemy's brain, no need to worry about moving around quickly when you can put them out for the count just like that.
Ah... Although, now that she was really thinking about it, these girls were all really amazing weren't they? The team she'd somehow pulled together were all super special. A walking encyclopaedia of magical knowledge, a cat-Devil, a ninja and a half Demon bounty hunter. That was quite the group to have working with you, though it was making Naru feel a little... What was the best way to put it? Not special? Too normal.
"Hey, you okay?" Sailor Moon suddenly stepped into her vision, and for a moment Naru thought she could see an angelic aura settling around her. "You seemed a bit down there for a second."
"Ahhh... It's nothing," Naru said. Oh boy. Here she was, talking with the hero that saved her life so many times like it was a casual, nothing event. How to even start! "I was thinking about how wonderful my team is, that's all."
"Okay," Sailor Moon said, letting out a big sigh, then glancing back at the various conversations going on behind them between their two teams. "So, you know, sometimes I wonder why I'm the one in charge. I'm not really anything special, you know?" Huh? "They're all so wonderful, but I'm just a normal girl who lucked into the role."
"No way! What are you saying!" Naru gripped Sailor Moon by the shoulder out of sheer shock at hearing those words coming from her hero's mouth. "You're amazing! You're incredible! You - You save so many people every day, and nobody even knows who you are!"
To which, Sailor Moon simply chuckled, then bopped Naru on the head with her index finger. "Right back at you," the hero said to the girl she'd saved so, so many times... And now had saved her once again, this time from the darkness in her own heart. "You couldn't pull an amazing team like this together if you weren't something special yourself. So don't you go looking at them like you're nothing special, because you are! Okay?"
"Okay..." Naru sighed wearily. "You know, you remind me of this friend I've got. She's kinda scatterbrained, but she means well, and sometimes she'll say this super smart thing that catches me off guard."
Sailor Moon simply smiled back at her, as if saying that Naru reminded her of someone as well, but gosh darn it she simply could not place it. For those wondering - yes, the domino mask was enough to keep her from guessing the truth. There is precedence for this. Despite the fact that domino masks are really not that good at hiding someone's identity when they know the person well. I mean, the jawline is left totally visible, so it's a wonder Sailor Moon wasn't able to identify her. Unless you count the fact that half her brain power is drinking in Naru's tits, distracting her from focusing on Naru's face.
Anyway, with that little bit of neurosis dealt with, Naru could return to what was actually important here: "We need to find the youma that tried to get us to fight. How do you normally track them down?"
Sailor Moon rolled on her heels a bit. "Oh, normally they launch some over the top plan to drain energy or brainwash people or whatever, then we show up and put a stop to it, until eventually they send along someone important enough to let slip where their base of operations is."
"I see..." Naru said, but she wasn't finished yet.
"Then they usually put someone we know personally in mortal danger as a means to coerce us, culminating in a dramatic final showdown where we're pushed to our limits but ultimately prevail despite the odds being stacked against us."
A beat of silence followed this before Sailor Moon spoke again.
"You know, now that I say that out loud, we should probably try to break that habit before something goes horribly wrong."
Ohhhh, but Naru was getting some hard Usagi vibes from her right now. It's true what they say. You should never actually meet your heroes, they never quite live up to your expectations.
"Well... We have a bounty hunter here, and they all have contact in the magical world, so... Maybe they can help us track the youma down?" Naru offered. And then, something whispered in the back of her brain. Something insidious. Something that had been offering really, really good ideas to her ever since this whole thing started. It whispered to her again, here and now. "And while we're at it, why don't we give you girls all hypnotits so you can -"
"Yes please!" Sailor Moon said without a moment of hesitation. "I love tits! They're the best! We all love tits, don't we girls?"
Well, that settled that... Ahahaha! If it helped the Sailors then surely there wasn't anything that could go wrong here, right? It wasn't as if doing something like this could, unknowingly, doom humanity to a perpetually horny future where tits ruled over everyone, in perpetuity, forever, in a lewd big tittied utopia... right?
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Within the principal's room at Mahora Academy, an old man sits contemplating carefully upon the information he's received. Titnosis. How remarkable. A power that could use human female external sexual characteristics to brainwash the unwary, regardless of sexual preference or gender. He had heard of stranger things in his time. Bizarre magic did exist for the mage willing to put in the effort and dig deep enough to find it.
Still, it was almost like a parody of some sort. The kind of thing someone would come up when writing some lame porno. "Here, check this chick out. She's so hot she melts the brain of anyone who stares at her bare chest". How ridiculous it sounds in that context, and yet he could hardly dismiss it. Not entirely.
He, as the head of a mage association, had received this warning alongside the heavenly host and the head of that wretched Academy City. If someone was going for an elaborate prank, then he had to admire the sheer size and scope of their balls. Hohoho! Perhaps they, too, could contain some manner of hypnotic power? In any event, he was certain those two would move on their own to investigate this matter. They would verify - or deny - and then they would make their move accordingly, as per their own organisation's goals.
Heaven would likely kill the ability stone dead. Academy City would capture and study it for their own ends. What did he want to do with it...? Which of those two different extremes did he intend to follow? Study or destroy? He hoped it wasn't real to begin with, then he might not have to make the choice.
Unfortunately the evidence was mounting. It was real, alright. It was as real as he was. In which case it was his duty to investigate as well, determine what best to do about it, and then -
"Grandpa!"
The door flew open, and the documents were pushed aside, for the far more important task of greeting his beloved Granddaughter, who rushed into the room with her normal big smile. "Oh, hello Konoka!" he said, doting on her as only a grandfather can. Ah yes, behold the man with the tremendous weight on his shoulders. Once the magic spell of 'ooh, my granddaughter is here' all thoughts transmute from serious planning to doting, spoiling and pampering as much as humanly possible. "How are you today?"
"I'm doing great!" Konoka cheered, and along came the headpats. "You wanted to see me?"
Oh, of course, how forgetful of him. Before this nonsense happened, he'd been planning another omiai for her. Because, well, he had a bit of a habit of doing that. He had to make sure his adorable, gorgeous granddaughter would be well taken care of after he was gone.
Now, let's talk about a little thing called multitasking. Humans... can't actually multitask, per se. We can perform a single focused task at a time. Sometimes, we split it up a little. Segment it. Do a bit of one task, then move on to another. However, doing two tasks at once? Not actually possible. One thing will have our focus at any one time.
This is partly why we have that phenomenon where we enter the kitchen and forget what we went in there for. We were focused on going there, getting there, and when the room changed so did our environment and we tend to focus on that so much that we completely blank out on what we were doing to get there. Happens all the time, and it even happens to brilliant men like Konoemon Konoe, who thoughtlessly reached behind himself and grabbed a folder to hand over to Konoe.
"Have a good look over that, now, and get yourself ready for it," he said in his soothing, grandfatherly tone. "I'm quite sure this one will be to your liking."
"Oh... alright, I'll give it a try..." Konoe pouted. "Bye, grandfather! I'll see you later!"
"Yes, of course, my darling little granddaughter," he chuckled to himself, watching her run off, thinking about how lucky her eventual husband would be. Now, he could return to work, and -
"What was I doing again?" he wondered, completely blanking on what he was working on for a moment there. He sat and thought about it for a minute, and then - "Oh yes, of course. Titnosis. Where did I leave the folder for that again...?"
Needless to say, but this old man had been quite careless just now. For those that need it spelled out: He grabbed the wrong folder. He'd handed Konoko the folder detailing titnosis. But surely that couldn't cause any issues, could it? Surely not...
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Not too long after that Konoka, Setsuna, Asuna and Negi were sitting around these documents with wide eyed disbelief. Their eyes absorbing every detail, their brains digesting what they were seeing. Asuna was blushing furiously. So was Negi, come to it. On the faces of the other two was a grim set determination. Not unusual for Setsuna, but perhaps you might think it stranger coming from Konoka.
"Titnosis..." Konoka read aloud. "An insidious means of manipulating the minds of others through enchanted mammary glands. Those who use it will experience an enormous increase in mass within the chest area, creating a structure that has been described as 'irresistibly perfect in every way'. Rumours state that it can reduce the mind of even the strongest willed person to mush in an instant, via sight or touch, and it unconsciously compels the user to make other women use its power as well..."
"Uh... I think your grandfather is into some really weird stuff," Asuna said, looking away from the page as she could not read any more. "He should be more careful about what he gives you, dirty old man!"
"I'm not so sure that's what this is," Negi said. "This looks like an official report."
"Official report?" Asuna yelled. She clutched at her chest out of sheer instinct. "Hypnotic boobs? That's official, is it? What sort of nonsense goes on in the world of magic?!"
Konoka suddenly slammed the folder shut, letting out a loud click that made them all jump to attention. She wasn't the sort of girl to be super serious all the time, so the expression on her face was quite an unusual one.
"Grandfather... You gave this to me on purpose, didn't you?" the girl said, showing her complete misunderstanding of her grandfather's competence levels. No, sorry Konoka, it was an accident, you weren't supposed to see this, ever. "Under the pretence of yet another omiai, you secretly gave us this as a mission, didn't you? You know that Negi-sensei is in this dorm. There's no other reason for this that I can think of."
Accidental. It was accidental, purely accidental. There's a saying that goes 'don't blame maliciousness when incompetence will suffice', and it applies to other situations as well. Often, there is no plan, no grand scheme, just happenstance and carelessness. Konoka, please, don't do something you would soon regret.
"Miss Konoka, if it is your grandfather's wish to investigate this... titnosis, then I shall be your sword and shield as always," Setsuna said, on her hands and knees with head bowed to show her level of reverence. "You need have no fear of enormous, heaving bosoms swaying your waking thoughts!"
"Am I actually here for this right now?" Asuna asked nobody in particular in the middle of Setsuna's proclamation.
"You need have no fear of jiggling mounds of flesh rendering your will to naught!"
"No, really, this has to be a bad dream," Asuna muttered darkly. Yet Setsuna was not done.
"Your mind shall be sacrosanct! Your modest chest uncorrupted! Your desires shall remain your own! I shall permit none wielding this power to caress your cute face within their fleshy valley!"
"I'm pretty sure she's doing this on purpose at this point..." Asuna grumbled.
"Why if I must then I shall sacrifice my own chest - Ow! Asuna, what are you doing?"
"What am I doing?" Asuna asked. The answer to that question was 'impatiently tweaking Setsuna's ear'. "What kind of dumb pledge is this supposed to be? Swearing to protect Konoka's chest? What's gotten into you all of a sudden?"
"You're quite right," Setsuna said. "I should not be so concerned with her chest."
Good. Now that was sorted, they could discuss -
"Her buttocks are by far her best feature, if we are not counting her adorable face."
Asuna produced a fan from... somewhere, and used it to whap Setsuna on top of the head. Normally it was Negi making dumb remarks, but this time Setsuna was the one going over the top. Honestly now! This was completely ridiculous!
Negi, though... He'd gone into full on teacher mode, putting a reassuring hand on Konoka's shoulder. "Are you sure you want to take this mission?" Negi said. "It sounds dangerous, and it doesn't seem like there are many leads."
"I'm not worried," Konoka said. "Because... if the three of you are with me, then I believe we can do anything! Together, we shall solve this problem of titnosis! Before it causes too much trouble for everyone! If I'm to be an heir to the family's position in the world of magic, then I absolutely must demonstrate that talent to everyone, right away!"
Ah, it was such a tearful scene. Konoka, joyously reaching for the higher responsibility that was awaiting her. All that she had to do was reach out and take it. Asuna didn't like it. Actually, she hated everything about this... But allowing this girl to head out against this stupid thing by herself would be grossly irresponsible.
"Fine, fine. I'll help too..." Asuna grumbled. Though she did pat her own chest down a little. "I mean... Making them big and 'perfect'? What does that even mean...?"
"The first thing we need to do is determine a lead," Setsuna said. She was already scouring the document, no doubt looking for clues. "Juuban, that might be the place to start. Although, it is strange, the source of this information is not listed."
"Eh? Do they usually list information sources?" Asuna asked. Negi nodded sternly, it was a bit strange to see him take this stupid thing so seriously.
"One should always check sources," Negi said. "Especially for a mission like this. The mage taking it up may need to perform an interrogation of their own, in case something else comes up later. For there to be no information on the source, that could only mean it was uncovered by someone else, and sent along anonymously. Though I cannot understand who would do that, or why."
"Ah... well, what else do we know? I don't want to wander into Juuban only to find out it's become boob central," Asuna said. Urgh, can you even imagine? Get off the train, and then getting your face bonked around all over the place by enormous, heaving, giant 'perfect' breasts. It would be a total nightmare. How would anyone get anywhere?
"Hrm... Apparently, it's limited to only a small group of girls at present..." Setsuna said. "Where is Juuban anyway...? Isn't that in Minato Ward?"
"Ehh? I think Mana was heading out there too, wasn't she?" Negi asked. "She said something about Minato Ward before she left. You don't think...?"
Mana. Not exactly one of the more sociable members of class. The idea that she could have been pulled into this as well, that was more than a little frightening. It was one thing when this 'titnosis' was an abstract concept, but when someone you know might well be in the thick of it...
It's the sort of thing that leads to rash decisions, which was exactly what the group were trying to avoid. The decision was made, there and then: If Mana was potentially in danger, then to Juuban they had to go! As soon as possible, to look into what might have happened with her.
Although, it must be said, with a group like this heading out to investigate titnosis, there was a high probability that they would run into Naru's group. Which meant it would be yet another crossover between two heroic teams... which, as we've established before, always leads to a battle at first owing to a miscommunication or some other manipulation. Little could they know what they were heading into, even with this information provided to them.
But not to worry. It wouldn't take long before they'd learn. And when they did? Well. Who is to say they wouldn't learn to enjoy the experience. After all, there's nothing quite like having your brain blanked out while you're snuggling into a big, juicy, perfect pair of tits.
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