Neon Genesis Evangelion Fan Fiction ❯ Dream Machine ❯ Misato Sidestory ( Chapter 10 )

Dream Machine - Sidestory 4

 

Misato

 

 

 

"Hey, Ritsuko, are you ready for lun..." The purple haired Major trailed of, noticing that the doctor's office she just had entered was empty. "Great. Oh well, I'll go alone then. I sure won't go..."

 

"...searching for me?"

 

Misato jumped, being cut off suddenly by the blonde right behind her.

 

"Still talking to yourself, I see..." Ritsuko teased as she passed by, sat down on her chair and took the half-emptied cup of tepid coffee.

 

"Stuff it..." Misato grumbled.

 

"And still a little grumpy. Kaji out of town again?"

 

"I SAID-" Misato broke off with a low sigh. "I just wanted to get you for lunch. Where have you been?"

 

"I was just checking the PX-301," she replied, earning a scoff from the Major.

 

"Always these technical terms. Just call it 'Sex Machine' already!" Misato groaned. "I'm not sure if it's actually worth it. Things haven't changed that much since we started this - at least not at home."

 

"Oh, I'm quite positive that we're making progress. And despite what Asuka said, she doesn't really seem to hate it that much anymore," the Ritsuko smirked, as she handed Misato the documents with the user statistics. "Look how often it was in use just last week."

 

Misato did as she was told, though the times were actually the only thing she understood from all the data on the sheet. And even there she wasn't sure if that could be right. "Well, seems to be quite popular alright..."

 

"You're still having doubts? I admit, I would have expected you'd be one of the first to try it..."

 

"Hey, I'm not that desperate!" she growled, but just got a knowing grin as reply. "I just don't think it's very... well, you know... I'd rather prefer it the 'traditional' way..."

 

Ritsuko almost choked on her coffee. "That coming from YOU? Maybe I should run some tests on you to see if you're really the same Misato Katsuragi who used to have tentacle hentai as favorite bedtime-story and tried every kinky thing she could think of with her boyfriend. And not only with him, I might add..."

 

Mistao's cheeks flared up. "Uhm, well, yeah, but that was just... I mean, I'm now..." A glance at the unchanged smirk on the doctor's face stopped her attempts to find a halfway good excuse. "Okay, okay. Just tell me when it's going to be free for a while..."

 

 

 

 

It was actually the first time she saw it. Sure, she had heard the orders, signed the papers, got the results and never hesitated to use it as teasing material, but it was still the first time she was in the darkened room, the illuminated LCL-tank in front of her. And it was probably also the first time she was naked at work.

 

"Well then," she muttered to herself, tilting her head to the side. "Let's see what all the fuss is about."

 

Once Misato climbed up to the opening, she closed her eyes and slipped into the liquid. Immediately she felt the world around her changing, but she couldn't do much more than blink before everything got black again as the fabric of a blindfold was placed over her eyes. She reached up it, but the one behind her caught her arms and pulled them behind her back. A thick rope encircled her wrists, tying them in place. Misato's breath was already deepening.

 

Tugging testing at her tight bounds, she found herself unable to find a weak point and even less to free herself.

 

Strong hands grabbed her shoulders, pushing her down on her knees. She licked her lips as she felt the person moving in front of her. She knew very well what was about happen.

 

'That Kaji - always wanting a blowjob first...'

 

Soon enough, the hard round object brushed against her lips. Softly whimpering, she desperately fought with herself not to give in immediately; she tried to tease him a little by turning her head to the side, denying him the entrance.

 

As expected, hands got a firm hold on both sides of her head, forcing it back to its prior position. She "struggled" a few more times when the tip was pressed against her mouth before she "accidentally" opened it enough to allow the shaft engulfing her.

 

Her eyes suddenly widened under the blindfold as her head was pushed down on the long rod. It was much longer than she remembered; she already needed to concentrate badly not to gag on it when her forehead made first contact with the cock's owner. Not only that, but it also didn't taste like a real cock at all, it rather tasted like some kind of rubber. And somehow, aside from that it didn't make much sense in this place and situation, she knew that it wasn't just the latex of a condom.

 

Naturally, her first reaction was to really struggle now, panic rising due to the unexpected situation, but the hands' grip on her head was too strong and pumped her mouth now fiercely on the fake dick. Gagging wildly on the harsh rhythm, her head was finally freed and she recoiled coughing.

 

"Strange, I remember you being a bit more eager on cock-sucking," a well known voice mused. "Out of training, perhaps?"

 

"I should have guessed..." Misato panted. "You've hacked yourself in here, haven't you?"

 

"In a way, yes," the blonde doctor admitted, as she took the blindfold off. "Disappointed?"

 

"Well, I was hoping for something 'real' for once," Misato complained, glancing at the black strap-on her old friend was wearing.

 

"Oh, I can make it a real one if you want to. But I thought I'd use something from the good old times. Well, I guess you didn't remember its feel, because it was in my ass most of the time while Kaji was in yours. But don't you remember it at all... what did you call it? 'Mr Dick'?"

 

"Mr Cock..."

 

"Ah, yes... However, I think it will be more than efficient, thanks to my enhancements. Outside it might still seem to be an ordinary dildo, but to me, it feels just like the real thing," Ritsuko explained, giving it a light squeeze. "And I must say, having you at my will and sucking me off was quite an... 'interesting' experience..."

 

"At your will? Ha! You should know that ropes aren't enough to keep me helpless!" Misato bluntly lied, now struggling wild at the bounds. But for some reason, she couldn't find a single knot. They even seemed to get tighter.

 

Ritsuko just laughed at that. "Foolish little Misato! You're in my world now. Or should I say yours? Either way, that's hardly ordinary rope."

 

Startled, Misato looked over her shoulder. Her eyes widened as she saw that the two "ropes" that held her arms in place came from a giant heap of them - and it was moving.

 

"Don't tell me it is what I think it is..."

 

Ritsuko just grinned. "Oh, why don't we just find out?"

 

Before Misato could react (if she could have reacted), more tentacles shot in her direction. The first ones wrapped around her ankles, forcing them apart as she was heaved into the air. The accompanying scream of surprise at her loss of gravity was muffled as another one used the chance to slip in her open mouth, pushing inside till it reached the back of her throat.

 

She didn't get time to get used to the warm, twitching flesh in her mouth, as the tentacles wrapped themselves around her body. They didn't tie her arms together any longer, their grip was strong enough and tightened even more around them that she couldn't move anyway. Two tentacles sneaked around her breasts, squeezing the big mounds hard enough to make them bulge out. She was already moaning and shuddering wildly, as the ones circling up her legs reached her front- and back door. They slowly stroke against the sensitive openings once, as if to make sure they were right, then, without another warning, the first shot inside her ass. The second was close behind, filling her pussy.

 

While the one fucking her mouth pumped only as far until it hit her throat, these two pushed farther and farther, much deeper than a regular cock could reach. When she was starting to fear they wouldn't stop until they reached the other end, they retreated in a flash, then started to push back again.

 

More and more of them encircled her body, as if all of them wanted to touch a part of her. Three smaller ones hovered shortly in front of her widened eyes, before two of them quickly latched around her nipples, the other one around her swollen clit. Misato gave a gargled moan as three started tugging simultaneously. Her whole body spasmed so strong that she almost broke free of her boundary, but the hold on her was quickly tightened again.

 

Just as she thought she was able to get accustomed to the penetration and pumping of three phalli inside her, another wave of fear hit her, as she felt a second tentacle squeezing itself into her cunt. It didn't push as far as the other one, but that was barely a trade-off for the feeling of being stretched that way. Worse even, they pulled the lips wide open.

 

Misato had almost forgotten about Ritsuko, until she felt the doctor's hands on her hips. She just wanted to scream as the fake cock entered the space between the two tentacles.

 

"Ooh, that feels nice," Ritsuko stated calmly, thrusting all the way in. "Slippery wet and nicely tight."

 

"Tight" was the understatement of the century. The strap-on was no match for the tentacles in terms of length, but the combined thickness made Misato wonder that it didn't rip her apart. Three dongs working deep inside her pussy, one each inside her ass and mouth, and dozens of them wrapped around and rhythmically squeezing her body; and all of them with different speed and strength. Misato groaned with her college friend, who didn't hold back her moans, while she thrust the fake, yet sensitive dick into her pussy. Misato knew that she wouldn't be able to hold back much longer.

 

But just at the very edge, her pussy was suddenly left empty, leaving her in shocked frustration. Ritsuko leaned forward, cupping Misato's chin firmly with one hand to hold her head in place.

 

"You didn't think you'd get off so easily?" she hissed sarcastically in her ear. "There's no way I'll let you come before I did."

 

Misato winced slightly, as the doctor gave her ass-cheek an unexpected slap. However, she wasn't sure whether to be relieved or disappointed when no throughout spanking followed. Instead, she found herself turned upside down, arms and legs spread wide apart to the sides.

 

The tentacle in her mouth retreated as well, but before she even had time to catch her breath, the tip of Ritsuko's rubber-cock was pressed against her lips.

 

"Now, why don't we continue where we started? Work well and I might grant you your orgasm."

 

Grinning, Misato accepted the challenge, leaning forward to catch the dildo's head in her mouth. Ritsuko played her role in this game quite well, greedily trying to thrust the entire length in, just like every ordinary man would at this chance. But instead of a moan of pleasure, a sharp hiss of pain escaped the doctor as Misato stopped the prick with her teeth.

 

"Ah! You... bit-ooh!"

 

The purplehead ran her tongue slowly over the sensitive head. Compared to the tasteless tentacle, her own juices were a more than welcomed change, but she took her time, savoring every drop of it that she could reach on the cock.

 

"Oh, guess I don't need to tell you to use your tongue more..."

 

Misato didn't even notice the compliment. She was busy assaulting the head more eager now, and the still active tentacles on her body and in her anal passage also did a good job in distracting her. And the first taste of salty pre-cum was more than enough prai-

 

Pre-cum?

 

Startled, Misato recoiled as far as her living bounds allowed, releasing the strap-on.

 

"Well, I told you it's quite the real thing to me - in every way."

 

Misato's nose twitched. "That's..."

 

"Gross? Disgusting?"

 

"Strange," she concluded, then smirked. "Now, what was that about 'being out of training'?"

 

"I must admit, it made me rethink my decision to use that last hole for my finishing move." Ritsuko's finger brushed against her tentacle-stretched anus. "Or do you rather want a bit more of me in here?" She trailed a finger along Misato's slit, making her shiver.

 

The Major answered by taking the shaft sideways between her lips, barely touching, and aimed her warm breath against it.

 

"Oh SHIT!" Ritsuko hissed, as Misato licked ever so slowly with only the very tip of her tongue along the black rod.

 

Misato knew even someone like Ritsuko had a breaking point and it didn't take much longer that she reached it. The usually so cool doctor was taken over by desire and slammed the entire length of the fake cock into the gaping mouth.

 

There was no holding back now. Misato put all her experience in the blowjob; she sucked and used her tongue on the invading prick like there was no tomorrow. The tentacles seemed to notice her excitement, starting to move and pulse again.

 

But just as Misato thought she would have an easy victory, her concentration crumbled as Ritsuko's tongue attacked her pussy. She started to squirm against her will while the doctor was lapping up her flowing juices. Misato knew she was just teasing her like she had always done, but she couldn't help it. Even if she wouldn't have thrust her cunt towards the warm mouth, the tentacles around her hips and her thighs held her in place.

 

It seemed like Ritsuko was split in two; while the tongue worked teasingly slow, she was merciless humping Misato's throat with tremendous speed. The Major knew that her friend wouldn't be able to hold it back much longer. Then, suddenly, after a last forceful push, Ritsuko stopped.

 

"You know," she said wearily, "I really missed this."

 

With that, the blonde pulled the cock out with a groan of ecstasy; cum gushing out of the fake dick that was still directly aimed at Misato's face. Then, she was gone.

 

"Ew, I could really have done without this," Misato complained while trying to twitch the cum out that got in her eye as it dripped over her face. "She knows that I hate bukkake..."

 

Eventually, she was able to glance around again and she tugged lightly at her restrains.

 

"Well, I guess it's just the two of us no..." she was cut off as her mouth was - AGAIN - filled with cock(-like something). Once more she found herself turned around, her arms pulled back till they were straining. Her pussy was quickly filled and her assaulters showed no more mercy.

 

Misato's body was thrust back and forth, up and down so badly under the multiple attacks that her breasts bounced wildly, despite the firm hold on them.

 

She was in heaven. Feeling so incredibly full, being touched and stimulated in and on every sensitive part of her body drove her quickly towards the edge. She could feel it build up in her pussy; any time now; it was inevitable that...

 

...the one in her cunt shot out once again.

 

Misato's eyes widened in surprise and anger. 'You've got to be kidding!'

 

Desperate to get her well-earned climax, she fought to impale herself on the tentacle that was now lingering right before her entrance, but the others around her prevented that she would get off. 'I'm so going to kill that Ritsuko!'

 

She rolled her eyes as the one in her mouth demanded more attention by pushing more eagerly.

 

'Wait. Why are the others still going on if not to let me come?' she pondered.. 'Could it be... that it wants to come itself?'

 

She glanced to the side and found one tentacle that was holding her arm in reach of her fingers. Stretching them as far as possible, she managed to close her hand around it, causing it to twitch in surprise. All of them froze as she ran her hand slowly over the flesh and it took a tentative lick on the one in her mouth to bring them back to live. The one in her ass pushed her upwards with the force it was entering her.

 

The erratic way the tentacles were twirling around her, it wasn't long before she was able to grab another one with her free hand, giving the abnormality the handjob of its digital life.

 

She could tell that it was finally getting close, but concentrating on outperforming herself with fingers and tongue, she didn't really took notice of the sudden warmth splurting inside her bowel. Not a second after, she was way too distracted anyway by the cum that was suddenly filling her mouth before the tentacle shot out and splattered the rest against her shocked face.

 

"Yuck!" was all she spat as one after one followed suit, drenching her in the white liquid.

 

But finally, the hold on her was slacking and she wasn't going to miss the chance. Misato shifted her weight downwards, climaxing the moment she felt the flesh brush inside her pussy.

 

 

 

 

Coughing, she wiped the LCL off her face once she had climbed out of the tank.

 

"Ultimate penetration my ass! That thing still has much to learn," she commented with a glance to the orange liquid below. "But first, I'll have a word with a certain doctor."

 

 

 

 

 

"RITSUKO!"

 

"Oh, Misato! You're back?"

 

"Not thanks to you!"

 

"Me?" The blonde blinked questioning. "Did I do something?"

 

"Don't play dumb! You know pretty well what I mean!"

 

"No, I don't know at all what you're talking about."

 

"Yeah, right! Seriously, if you wanted to live up the old days, you could have just come over. It's not like the kids are around all the time! You know what? You will do just that! You own me a return match!"

 

Ritsuko watched her friend storming off again before she could answer. "Very well," she said smirking. "But this time your ass will be mine..."

 

 

 

 

 

A/N: Poor digital Kaji, never gets his chance. XD

I actually had planned this as Misato/Kaji, but I didn't know what to do exactly. Then I had this idea and Kaji could say his goodbye to the story (and thus giving Ritsuko her third sexual performance, counting her own sidestory - and i don't even like her that much. But meh.)

Sadly I realized that tentacle sex is just like slapstick humor: Great if you see it, but only mediocre at best if you read it. In other words: I got bored with it somewhere in between. Still got comparably long... whatever...