Sailor Moon Titnosis

Unending BE - episode 1508539

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Let us consider for a moment the man who had the biggest hand in establishing Academy City. Aleister Crowley. A legend in his own way- and worth noting that he is not fictional by our standards either. There really was a man by that name, who lived and claimed to be a magician.

Within this world, that was no mere claim. He was a magician. He had suffered tragedy, and a curse to never succeed. Nonetheless, he had marched on and developed schemes within schemes, wheels within wheels. Each built such that even if they failed, they would still advance his goals somehow, forming an ever more complex network of plans that even he was starting to have difficulty following.

Yet he had not factored in one thing. No wonder though, for it was a blatantly absurd idea on the face of it. Even after reading these reports he was having a hard time processing it. First, Misaka had become her roommate's jiggle slave, then the culprit was briefly apprehended before escaping using a combination of this... 'titnosis' and raw firepower that matched a Level 5 in destructive capability.

Despite that, he was less concerned with the intruder and more with another matter: Who had warned him and why? It's said that you should never attribute malice when stupidity would suffice. To Aleister, the opposite was also true. One should not freely attribute benevolence when there might be an ulterior motive.

An anonymous warning is suspicious enough. It can be taken as a prank. For it to be based on truth? No, then you must consider the motive behind it. This smacked of manipulation. Someone was trying to make him take a particular kind of action. Most likely they were trying to force him to eliminate a threat without tipping their own hand. In which case, they were also a dangerous enemy. Potentially more dangerous than 'titnosis'.

Another report came in. A remote scan had been performed of the intruder as she rampaged through a laboratory. This might provide a clue of some sort, at the very least he should arrange for something to stop her before she did something truly disastrous.

...

"A Star Seed?" Aleister quirked an eyebrow. This was quite the reaction to provoke from him. "The bearer of a Star Seed is destroying a laboratory... Within Academy City?"

If you listened carefully you could almost hear the panic start to rise within his voice as he spoke. Realisation dawning. Horror beginning to form within him. This, a man who could make a foe believe they were being struck with an attack ten times the strength of the Big Bang, who planned to humiliate the literal Gods of Magic who were so strong that they could destroy reality by merely manifesting in it at full strength, and something was making him panic.

That tells you something about Star Seeds, huh?

"I want an emergency contact with this girl, audio only." Aleister took a deep breath before continuing. "Stay out of her way. We need to find out what she wants before she destroys the entire city."

As strong as Academy City was - and oh boy was it strong - it lacked the means to deal with the bearer of a Star Seed. Titnosis or not, that was far too much firepower for them to reasonably tackle... for now. In time, they would have enough to contend with such a thing, but at this time? No. Not a chance. It would be like an ant trying to fight an elephant, all it would take is a careless movement and the entire city would be a giant crater.

Therefore, the best course of action was not a direct confrontation. It would be simply this; Move her outside the city. Give her what she wants, within reason. Hope that by the time she comes back, they have performed enough research to develop a means to deal with someone at that level.

For a moment he considered the possibility of arranging for the Imagine Breaker to go up against her, but... No. It would be like sending him to fight a Saint. She would be too quick, too strong, would not need to rely on casting magic to deal with him... Even Accelerator would probably be overwhelmed by her raw strength.

In that sense, the world should be thanking its lucky stars that the Sailors - bearers of the Star Seeds - all tend to be cute girls who are generally pacified by cake, chocolate, and a chance to gossip about cute boys.

You know, it felt like she'd done some real good around here. Here Chibi-Usa (who was anything but Chibi) was, sitting at the desk of the 'head researcher' of this laboratory, feeling generally pretty good about herself. Why, look there, at the team that had been sent out to bring her in. That Hamazura guy was obviously being used as a dogsbody. A gopher. A minion, a mook, a whatever, when he was actually obviously more capable than that.

Right now he was flat on his back getting humped into sheer stupidity by that Takitsubo girl, who was sitting on his lap and shoving her newly enormous tits right into his face, a most appropriate reward for a job well done. She seemed pretty happy to give him that reward as well. Did she sense a blossoming romance between them? Fast accelerated by her presence?

"Nnnnrgh!" Frenda grunted, trying to haul herself to her feet - only to collapse when Takitsubo lifted her hips enough that she could freely, if briefly, catch sight of Hamazura's cock. "Not faaaaaair!" she whined.

"It's all your fault," Kinuhata grunted, licking her lips and waiting her turn. She smacked Frenda on the butt with the flat of her hand, and the newly masochist, formerly sadist Frenda let out a needy whine. "Pathetic. This is why it's my turn next!"

And then, there was the leader of this bunch. The one that was nicknamed 'Meltdowner'. Mugino, once so mighty, was now reduced to playing with her own tits, unable to help herself, unable to stop. All the while chanting the same mantra over and over again.

"I... am a part... of Hamazura's harem!" she moaned, trying to stop herself and failing. Actually Chibi was genuinely impressed she'd lasted this long. Most people would be thoroughly mind broken from the sheer overwhelming pleasure of letting titnosis into their life. Mmm, Chibi-Usa should know, she'd brought herself to the brink once or twice already.

Alas, she could not spend her entire day enjoying the good deeds she'd been performing. A phone in the office rang. Alright. She'd been expecting this. Obviously the powers that be had figured out where she was, and it was time to negotiate.

"What do you want?" asked the voice on the other end of the line.

"An ice cream sundae, a cute boyfriend, and some soda," Chibi replied. Ever her mother's daughter. She cooly inspected her fingernails and put her feet up on the desk. Oof! Gosh but her legs were kinda hot too, now that she was looking at them. "Oh, you mean in exchange for me not ruining your evil plans? Sorry, ruining evil plans tends to run in the family. It's kind of our thing."

"Is that why you came to our city?" the voice on the other end asked, sounding very unamused. "For the sake of a misplaced sense of justice? I'm disappointed."

"Hey, I'm not the one that kidnapped me and strapped me to a table to be scienced at!" Chibi replied. "Or should that be mad scienced at? I'm not super big on words, you know?"

"Please do forgive my overenthusiastic subordinates."

"Minions," Chibi replied. "You mean minions. All baddies have minions. Mooks. Pawns. You probably have an evil laugh too, you sound like the sort."

"I... Don't laugh. Very little amuses me anymore. Is it your intention to destroy this city? Do bear in mind that there are countless innocent people who live here."

"Using civilians as hostages..." Chibi counted off on her fingers. "Really wracking up those negative karma points, y'know."

"On the contrary. It is because of their existence that I am negotiating with you. If anyone is holding them hostage here, it is yourself."

"We're not so different, you and I!" Chibi mocked down the phone. She mulled this over. She was reasonably sure she could take anything they threw at her, through her Sailor powers or the overwhelming might of titnosis. On the other hand, it wasn't why she was actually here. This place felt like a mess that she might not be able to clean up. "Come on now! I've seen your lab experiments, don't pretend you care about the people here."

"... if you're referencing the work of the Kiara family, that is rather out of my hands," the voice said. "They're - How to put this? A dynasty of 'mad scientists' with global influence. Had I not provided them with Academy City to perform productive research within, they would have gone elsewhere. Then done worse."

Urgh, that argument sounded really lame and boring. Forcing these guys to behave themselves sounded like a real pain in the butt. It was not her place to do it either, the one who would eventually unite the world under her banner was -

"My mother," Chibi sniffed. "I came here to find my mother. She's supposed to be here... somewhere. You want rid of me? Find her, and we're gone."

Or, hear her out here, she gets her mother to help her sort this place out. It was hard to imagine this place could do much against her sheer force of... everything. Queen Usagi was a literal force of nature, with her amazing level of charm, leadership, beauty and the ability to fuck things up, especially baddies. Her mother from this era would surely be the perfect remedy for the ills and corruption streaking through Academy City.

"Is that all?" the voice on the other end asked. "Very well. I shall have someone sent to you. A member of Judgement should suffice for something this trivial."

"You mean 'best not to send someone important that I can use my awesome rack on'," Chibi quipped. "Alright, fine, fine. Send your little minion down here, help me find my mother. But no tricks! Okay? I've not even broken a sweat yet."

The line disconnected, and Chibi leaned back in her seat to enjoy the show going on not too far away. Oooh, it really was a delightful thing, seeing someone getting everything they deserved coming to them. A good deed is, indeed, its own reward!

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Being personally selected by the head of Academy City for a super secret special mission is the sort of thing that Judgement agents dream of. To do something so important for the city, above and beyond the normal call of duty, it was truly amazing. Currently, Uiharu was strolling through the corridors of a laboratory on just such a mission.

And it was true, the lesson of the Monkey's Paw. Be careful what you wish for or you just might get it. Her mouth was dry. Her heart rate was definitely well above resting. The briefing had been ridiculous. Allegedly, she was going to visit someone whose breasts had some form of supernatural capability. Okay. Not the weirdest thing she'd ever heard of. They were apparently sight based. Alright. Okay. So. That was why she was wearing a big bulky helmet that had a vision filter on it that specifically filtered out bosoms.

She walked by a mirror, looked at it, and... completely uncensored. Uiharu sighed, patted at her chest and continued on her way. Hrmph. "It works fine on every other woman I've passed on the way, but nooo, mine aren't big enough to count, apparently..."

If only Misaka had been able to find the Bust Upper. Then they would all be... Hrmph! But that was just a fantasy. Nothing more than a -

She stopped cold as she saw a figure approaching from the other end of the corridor. A woman. It was clearly a woman. With an enormous chest. Uiharu couldn't see it, but she sure could see the pixelation. All over the place! Woah! That sort of size, they must be - Gulp! Too big!

"Oh, that's adorable, they put a helmet on you!" the woman said, towering over Uiharu like a Goddess. Not that she believed in Goddesses, she was a girl of science after all. Still, this woman must be the closest you get to divinity in human form. Most of her height must come from her boobs, surely... though Uiharu did have to admit, there was something else about her. That long pink hair trailing down her back, the slender physique (chest aside), model like legs - an appropriate comparison because this was surely the model of the perfect woman right before her. "I suppose they were worried I'd use these to hypnotise you, tee hee. Can you even see them at all?"

"There's a filter over them," Uiharu said, then gulped when the girl patted her on the head. Actually now she was thinking about it there was an excellent chance that this was being transmitted somewhere too. Was she a canary in the coalmine? Was that why she had been sent in rather than someone higher -

"Tiiiiiiits!" someone screamed from down the corridor. Man or woman, Uiharu couldn't tell, but they sure sounded happy!

"What was that?" Uiharu asked.

"What was what?" the Goddess of a woman replied. Another similar moan came from somewhere else. "Oh, that. Ah, you start to tune them out after a while... Don't worry about it. They'll come to their senses eventually."

Eventually. Sure. That was reassuring...

"What do I call you, by the way?" Uiharu asked. "We don't have your name."

In response to this, the woman leaned down putting her hands on her knees, and began to sway her chest from side to side, which caused the pixels to shake alongside her in a quite interesting - Oh! Now the pixels were getting pixels, making it look like she was completely still! How interesting, had she been about to hypnotise her?

"You can call me Chibi," the Goddess said.

"Chibi?" Uiharu tilted her head. Ooh, she had to right herself, the helmet almost tipped her over. "As in, the Japanese word for small?"

"Hehehe, we're speaking Japanese, dummy!" Chibi tapped the top of her helmet. "Oops, sorry, mind that fourth wall. It's expensive, you know?"

Right. Okay. This chick was weird. Not that Uiharu hadn't met plenty of weirdos before, the whole city was full of them. One does not come to Academy City, place of superpowers and advanced technology, without being a little peculiar. Even so, by the standards set by other Espers she'd met, Chibi was... super odd and -

"Um... What are you doing with your chest?" Uiharu asked.

"It's not working?" Chibi pouted. "Hrm, that is a strong filter. You know, it's funny. They have to know I could split that helmet open like an egg."

"Crack," Uiharu corrected, trying not to think about how monstrously strong this woman must be if she can so easily say that. "You mean crack it like an egg."

"Same diff, I could take it off in the blink of an eye. Why did they even send you in here when they could have done this remotely?"

That... was an excellent question. With only one answer. Data. The powers that be wanted more information on this enemy, and wanted it in a way that would be safe and secure. Yeah, okay. Expendable asset. Then again, this woman was likely trying to turn her against them in a way that didn't involve... those. She waited with bated breath. The threat had been made, and there was nothing else for it but -

"Okay, come on, you have to find mommy."

... Huh? Oh. Right. Okay. That's why they were here, wasn't it? They were here to find this woman's mother. Alright. Okay then. Uiharu could only imagine what that woman must look like, her parents must be real supermodel types to produce someone like this.

"So what does your mother look like?" Uiharu asked. She sat down at a computer with network access, entered the relevant security information and accessed the grid. No doubt it would be under careful supervision. Her bosses knew she was here, if she started to access things she shouldn't then it would be shut off. Probably. Not something she wanted to think about considering who was standing behind her.

"Blonde, twin tails hanging from a bun on either side of her head," Chibi counted off. "Probably wearing a sailor fuku with a blue ruffled skirt."

... Okay, that didn't actually help that much. Also, a fully grown woman old enough to have this as their daughter, wearing a sailor fuku and blue ruffled skirt? The mother might be weirder than the daughter. Well, she'd have to program a simple scan for that very thing. Let's see... Have it scan for blonde hair, blue ruffled skirts...

"How long is that skirt normally?" Uiharu asked.

"Pretty short," Chibi replied. Okay then! They could work with that! "I mean, it's almost a microskirt. It's amazing she fights in that, to be honest. Or... Hrm, tenses are a bit funny in my case, I guess. Yeah, fights is the right term I guess?"

Ignoring the weirdness. Focusing on the task. If she programmed the computer to do a search for woman wearing blue ruffled skirts, with blonde hair - After a moment, she had a quick thought and snapped a quick picture of the woman's face. Only her face. Very deliberately only her face, then scanned it into the computer. If it did a facial recognition search based on likely inherited features, that should help narrow it -

"You're taking too long, need some encouragement?"

Chibi's question didn't wait for an answer. In the midst of tap tap tapping away at the keyboard, Uiharu suddenly felt something impossibly soft pressing into her back. "Ah~" she gasped, feeling a smile creep up her face. Wh-What was this all of a sudden? Oooh, whatever those were they felt super, super nice!

"Keep working," Chibi said, and the whatever they were started to roll around on her back, pushing into her flesh and acting like the greatest massage in all of recorded history. Kneading her expertly, squeezing out the knots and making her muscles feel more alive than she could remember. Yet she didn't stop typing. It was weird, if anything her typing speed had improved since she started getting this amazing, weird feeling backrub. It definitely wasn't her fingers, what on earth could it -

"Tiiiiiits!" someone moaned from somewhere off nearby.

Oh. Oh, that's what it was. This wonderful softness she was feeling was tits. It was Chibi's not so chibi tits. Her titties her tits were rubbing up against her back and her tits were making her feel good and happy and obedient and -

"Tiiiiiits..." Uiharu gurgled happily.

"No protection from tactile, tsk tsk!" Chibi tutted. "Repeat after me - Boobicus maximus."

Uiharu did so and thoroughly ruined her uniform in doing so. Oh dear! Oh dear, they were absolutely massive. Looking down at herself now she couldn't see anything at all, even though she dearly, desperately wanted to. Mmmmf! Her fingers kept on working at the keyboard. Working away at finding Chibi's mother. As she'd been ordered. As she'd been commanded.

Ohhhh, but her tits needed to be played with as well! They were aching for her touch! Yet her hands, her traitorous hands, were typing away at her keyboard as if possessed. She couldn't touch them. She couldn't touch them! It wasn't fair, wasn't fair, wasn't fair! Since she couldn't see them, she had to touch them, grope them, tease them, please them, yet she absolutely could not do that until she'd found Chibi's mother!

"Aw, you poor thing!" Chibi whispered seductively in her ear. "Let me help."

Her hands slipped under Uiharu's arms, then she felt hands on tits, fingers pressing into tits, palms rolling, hands strolling, making her tongue lolling as pleasure began to escalate so high she was starting to forget the concept of pain. The pleasure centres in her brain were going on a recruitment drive. Oooh! Ooooh! She didn't realise her fingers could move so quickly across a keyboard!

"You like this, huh?" Chibi asked, and Uiharu nodded. She couldn't speak coherently right now. "Alright. That's great. I'll give you a super duper reward when you're done, something truly out of this world."

Ehhh? Something better than thiiiiis? Uiharu's fingers blurred so hard you'd swear it was her Esper power. Nope, she had a temperature based ability. Generally not a useful one, unless you wanted your tea kept warm. She typed, faster. Faster! While Chibi's hands went deeper, deeper! Tits in her back! Tits on front being groped and squeezed! This was paradise, pure paradise, she understood fully now why those other people were moaning -

"TIiiiiiiiits"! Uiharu squealed, as the program she'd written returned a result. A girl, a little older than Uiharu, wearing a blue skirt with that distinctive hairstyle, jumping across the rooftops of Academy City accompanied by a bunch of other girls who were similarly dressed. They all had enormous chests as well! At least, judging from the pixels on the images they must be pretty huge.

"That's her!" Chibi said, kissing Uiharu on the cheek by way of thanks. "Okay! Perfect! Where is she now?"

A trivial request to reply to by following the security cameras. Even if she went into a blind spot, it wasn't too hard to use cameras surrounding that area to figure out where she'd gone. Once or twice it was necessary to use shadows to follow her path, but that wasn't a big deal at all. From this, they were able to trace her, track her down, and then -

"Theeeeere!" Uiharu said, which was tricky with her tongue hanging out of her mouth. "Mommy is theeeeere!"

"Hit me with the address and a map with instructions from here to there," Chibi said. Done! "Awesome! Now, here's your reward."

The chair Uiharu was sitting in suddenly whirled around, and all she could see were pixels moving towards her face. A hand pulled her chin, forcing her mouth open and then - something warm and fleshy entered her mouth. Shortly followed by the most delicious anything Uiharu had ever tasted. It was... milk. Warm, delicious, so so sweet milk! She supped at it greedily, swallowing it without hesitation. Yum. Yum! Yum!

"There we go, good girl," Chibi said. "Isn't this a nice reward I gave you?" Uiharu gave her a thumbs up. "Now, you use your new hypnotits responsibly, young lady... Oh, wait. I just realised something. Mother might go a-wandering off from there by the time I'm there, so... How about you keep a close eye on her for me? If she leaves, uh... I guess you can... Hrm."

She seemed a bit stuck with that thought, so Uiharu decided to help her out. "Do you want me to call you?" she asked. Okay, actually it wasn't that coherent, her tongue was still trying to lick her own chest and hadn't figured out it could move her head to make this easier. Still, Chibi seemed to understand her meaning perfectly well. She'd probably had to talk to lots of people who couldn't help but drool over her tits. Thus, developing a full comprehension of the lexicon of the slurred.

"Hey, Miss Frenda~ I'm taking your phone, got it?"

"No, wait! You can't take my - Yes mistress I obey your tits. Nnnrgh! Stop that! How are you doing this, I'm not even into girls but they're so perfect I can't resist them, please let me have a touch, please oh please I can't take this anymore it's driving me insane!"

Every single word Frenda said made complete and total sense to Uiharu right now. She wasn't into girls either, but she'd literally crawl over broken glass on her bare belly for a chance to feel that nipple in her mouth again. Or be able to see them. Oooh, but if only she could remove this stupid helmet!

"As fun as it is to hear a sadist like you beg for mercy, down on Mister Hamazura's cock you go," Chibi said, and what followed sounded like a plunger getting stuck to an especially damp plane of glass while someone very nearby was eating a delicious cake. "There we go! One instant loss, just add penis. Tee hee, you're welcome Mister Hamazura~"

"Don't... mention it..." a very tired but happy young man sighed. That must be Hamazura. Lucky guy.

Anyway, Chibi soon returned and dropped a phone into Uiharu's new cleavage. She had cleavage! Ooooh, how wonderful!

"Get the number off this and call me if she goes anywhere," Chibi said. "If I meet up with her, I dunno, go show off your tits to your friends or something? Give your girlfriends a boost to their bust as well, or maybe help your male friends get some action... Or maybe even find yourself a nice guy or girl to have a relationship with? Just make sure to use those tits responsibly, got it?"

"Yes, mistress!" Uiharu said. Got it. Responsible. These tits were monstrously powerful, so they should be used with monstrou respons- Wait no, that implied the opposite of what she meant.

"Um... How do I use hypnotits responsibly?" Uiharu asked, slightly more coherent than the last time she'd said anything. But only slightly. She was getting a bit more used to having tits like this. Oh! Wait, now that she was thinking about it... If she tilted her head down like so she could easily lick and lap at her own tits! Genius! Or bleeding obvious, it depends on who you ask.

"Uh, I dunno, I'm not exactly the greatest role model myself," Chibi said. "I mean, that would be my mother actually..."

What's funny about this, is that at this very moment Usagi Tsukino was sucking on the enormous heaving tits of one of her friends while moaning in a manner one would not normally associate with the words 'role model'. Not that Chibi knew that.

"You work for this Judgement thing, right? So, you have a coworker you respect maybe?"

As a matter of fact, yes she did. Kuroko. She respected Kuroko quite a bit. Uiharu nodded.

"Then let her be your role model instead," Chibi said. "Don't do anything she wouldn't do with them, okay?"

And that, ladies and gentlemen, is the story of how Uiharu's morality score dropped like a fucking rock.

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Let us return to the guy that spends his free time floating upside down in a tank inside a building with no windows. This matter of 'Titnosis' only had his partial attention before, but now... Now it had his full and undivided attention.

"So it works through tactile means as well as visual... Interesting..." Aleister muttered to himself. "All researchers are to wear these helmets, and refine them until they can fit the technology into a contact lens. Then, they are to stay as far away from her as possible..."

That block. It was where he lived. Interesting. Very interesting. Would that be able to undo this power? It shouldn't be able to do anything about the Star Seed. Unless he punched her straight through the heart, which was not his style... Thinking carefully, Aleister considered his next move. Should he send someone along to Touma's home in an attempt to mitigate this issue, or even potentially find out more information? Or... Should he allow this to proceed without further involvement and -

No. Absolutely not. That boy's catchphrase was 'such misfortune'. His mere presence alone all but guaranteed things would turn nasty at the drop of a hat. When a Star Seed was involved, and this bizarre Titnosis power along with it, standing by and letting events unfold without direct intervention was not an option anymore.

The trouble was, how best to proceed...? He had a city full of agents to employ for this very task. Who would be best suited for this mission - and what goal should he give them? Answer to that last point: Get the Star Seed bearers out of the city as soon as safety permitted. For that task, he would have to equip them with the means to resist titnosis and they would have to be capable of holding their own in such a situation without causing it to escalate.

In which case, there were a few candidates. If he was wanting to fight them, he'd send Level 5s. Getting them out of the city without causing too much trouble? That needed the touch of a scalpel, not a wrecking ball... In which case, he should consider making use of Judgement once again.

Perhaps he could use the power of titnosis against itself to prevail?

"Have Kuroko Shirai given one of those helmets, and send her to Touma's residence to help these girls leave our city... as peacefully as possible," Aliester ordered. Yes. That would do. The situation would need further monitoring, but she should be able to bring the situation under control again. "Also, alert Tsuchimikado of the situation, in case she needs backup. We should instruct Kuroko to let him assist if need be, as well..."

There. That should cover his bases. Though while he was at it, he dearly hoped that his research teams were able to figure out the mechanics behind titnosis - without succumbing to it themselves...

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