Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ Yet Another Sailor Moon Lemon ❯ Growing Affection ( Chapter 1 )
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By: GentlemanCaller 
Makoto's secret has been hidden from Ami this long... but no longer.
Anime/Manga: Sailor Moon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Adventure / Hentai | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 01.14.2002 | Pages: 10 | Words: 6.0K | Visits: 4.4K | Status: Completed
Makoto's secret has been hidden from Ami this long... but no longer.
Anime/Manga: Sailor Moon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Adventure / Hentai | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 01.14.2002 | Pages: 10 | Words: 6.0K | Visits: 4.4K | Status: Completed
YASL: Yet Another Sailor Moon Lemon
Once again, your author the sex crazed maniac has fallen asleep after having one
of 'those' dreams again. As is my custom, I've taken my dream, added a bit of plot,
and tried to make sure I wasn't repeating 'cunt' too many times. Ah, well.
Sailor Moon and it's characters and situations do not belong to me - I only
borrow them, and my use is not meant to claim any degree of ownership over
either the characters or situations.
And finally, feedback is good. When the Gentleman Caller gets feedback, he feels
like writing more. When the Gentleman Caller gets lots of feedback, he feels
like writing more sex.
Please, enjoy.
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Chapter 1: Growing Affection.
Makoto and Ami walked drunkenly into Makoto's bedroom. Makoto
hadn't intended to get this tipsy, originally. After she had mixed the
punch, she had put a little rum in it to give it a slight kick. Apparently,
Mina had had the same idea, and had added even more rum before tasting it.
And then, apparently, Usagi had knocked over the rum while reaching for some
chocolate muffins.
Which added up to a whole lot of really drunk girls. Rei and Usagi
had finally fallen asleep, curled up against each other for warmth. Mina
was awake, entranced with the way her toes could wiggle, but largely
unresponsive to the world. Mina and Ami had gone into her bedroom to
prevent them from waking their sleeping friends.
Ami tried to sit on the edge of her friend's bed, but only glanced
off of it as she slid down to the floor. "Oh, Makoto, can I have some
water?"
"Oh, sure."
While Makoto was gone, Ami looked around. Usually she'd never pry
into a friend's private life, but the alcohol had removed the inhibitions
and left behind the curiosity. A sudden thought had her check under the
bed, where she found a magazine. Pulling it out, she saw it was titled
'Torrid Three-way Titillations', and on the cover a pair of artificially
endowed women were worshiping the hard cock of a passably good-looking man.
"Ooooo," Amy muttered to herself, and started to flip through the magazine.
"Amy!"
She looked up and saw Makoto standing at the door, still having
enough presence of mind not to drop the cup of water in her hand. Ami waved
the magazine at her. "This is some sort of night-time reading material,"
she leered.
Makoto blushed, and gave Amy the water, then sat next to her.
"Well, yeah." She wondered if Ami was always this forward when drunk. She
wondered how often she could get Ami drunk. She had been carrying a torch
for her fellow senshi for a few months, and part of the reason she'd spiked
the punch was to remove both of their inhibitions and provide an excuse if
Ami was repulsed. The magazine made as good a start as any, now that it had
been found. "Do you like it?"
Amy tilted her head to one side, thinking. Her finger traced the
curve of the man's hard member, shown in detail in a close-up. "Usually the
censors blur this sort of thing. Where did you get this?"
"It's from America. I got it from an exchange student I met a few
years ago." The student had been breathtakingly open about sex, and they
had shared more than a few secret kisses until she had had to return to
California. They still exchanged mail from time to time.
Ami giggled drunkenly. "I like this. Something about big hard
cocks really excites me. I like just saying it." She leaned her head
towards Makoto, and repeated the words with exaggerated care, "Big - Hard -
Cocks".
"Anything else?" Makoto asked while trying to only sound
superficially curious. She flipped a few pages, where the two girls in the
shot were making out, their hands rubbing each other's cunts.
Amy tilted her head again, a mannerism that Makoto was finding
entrancing. "I don't know, really hadn't thought about it." She turned her
head and saw Makoto's expression. Some random impulse caused her to lean
over and give the girl a kiss.
Makoto almost jumped as she was kissed, leaning back into it, her
hands naturally coming up to cuddle Ami close.
A snore interrupted the kiss, and Makoto's heart sank as she
realized that the alcohol had finally put Ami to sleep. She almost felt
like crying, but instead put the girl on her bed and covered her with a
sheet. She thought that after that she would have problems falling asleep,
but the rum pulled her under very quickly.
***
The next day dawned clear and bright. Not that any of the girls
would notice, as Makoto had thoughtfully pulled down the shades before going
to bed. Unfortunately there was a gap between the shade and the window, and
as the sun rose into the sky, it shone through the gap and crept along the
floor. Around ten o'clock the bar of light crept over Rei's black hair, and
then jumped onto Usagi's face.
Usagi groaned, and shifted. Her addled brain tried to go back to
sleep, but couldn't. It tried to move a hand over her eyes, but they were
both trapped. Exasperated, it woke itself up enough to open the lower eye
to see what the problem was.
Her bleary eye reported that there was a face very close. She must
be sleeping with someone.
The brain ran through its memory of last night (which had some gaps
in it), and decided that the only person she would be sleeping this close
to was Mamoru. In which case, she should wake him with a kiss. That
decided, Usagi leaned forward to press her lips against his.
After a moment, she was pleasantly shocked to find that Mamoru had
slipped his tongue into her mouth! He was normally not this forward, so she
took advantage of it, pressing closer to him and running her hands over his
full breasts. Boy, he's a great kisser, she thought to herself happily.
And then a few moments later, she remembered that Mamoru didn't have
full breasts. Her eyes slammed open like her bedroom door five minutes
before school, causing pain to shoot through her poor brain from all of the
light, and saw that she was making out with a still-sleepy Rei.
Usagi almost teleported across the room, she moved so fast.
"AAAAHHHH!" She screamed at the top of her lungs. Luckily for everyone
else, her lungs were as hung over as the rest of her, so it came out more as
a faint squeak as her legs gave up and she slid to the floor.
Rei's face contorted in pain as Usagi's faint cry woke her up the
rest of the way. Then, seeing Usagi's shocked face across the room and
adding it to the really fun almost-a-dream she'd been having, she screamed
at the top of her lungs.
Again, we're talking not much noise. Usagi winced anyway.
"What were you doing?" Usagi demanded.
"You kissed me first!"
"I thought you were Mamoru."
Rei thought quickly. "Uh, so did I!"
Simultaneously, both of their throats started to close up. Too much
talking and not enough liquids wasn't good for a hangover. They dropped
the subject and started to crawl to the fridge. Opening it, they saw five
cups, each clearly labeled with 'Hangover Remedy' and a name.
Usagi, having gotten there first, grabbed hers out and downed it in
seconds. A moment passed, and then her eyes shot as wide-open as they could
and she burped loudly. Then she shut her eyes for a moment, and then opened
them with a smile. "Hey," she said in a normal voice, "That was good!"
Rei waved at Usagi to keep it down, and then drank hers. After a
similar experience, she felt the headache leave, the dry throat clear up,
and the ultra-sensitive nerves quiet down. "Wow. I have got to get her to
make some for Grandpa."
Usagi looked around somewhat fearfully. "Look, Let's just keep this
to ourselves, okay? I don't want anyone to think I'm, you know, weird."
Rei contemplated her princess. 'She's the reincarnation of a
princess who lived on the moon, she turns into a super heroine at least
three times a week, and she's going to be alive for another thousand years
at least, and she's worried about being weird,' she thought. 'Only Usagi.'
"Well, okay. But you keep quiet as well."
The girl nodded and went off to find more for breakfast.
Rei shut her eyes and remembered the last few minutes before Usagi
had screamed. It was a shame, as it had been pretty nice. Pretty nice,
indeed.
Eventually everyone woke and drank their respective hangover
formulas. Makoto was somewhat relieved and disappointed that Ami didn't
remember the previous night's discussion. Or at least she didn't think Ami
could look at her without blushing if she did remember. Sunday was spent
in a blur of distracting activities - seeing a scary movie, hitting an
arcade, browsing through a bookstore, and lots of snacks. It was fun, but
Makoto was always thinking of the missed opportunity last night, an
opportunity that she was particularly regretting when the scary movie made
Ami jump and grab her for comfort.
***
Later that week, they were getting together in the park by the big
library to study. Makoto found herself there first, as the rest of the
girls had needed to swing by their homes to pick up one thing or another.
She had fun sitting on one of the swings and going back and forth.
Soon enough, Mina joined her, sitting in the swing next to her.
"Hi."
"Hey."
Mina's face turned to Makoto's with a knowing smile. "How's the
love-life doing?"
Makoto sighed. She wasn't sure how Mina had figured out that she
had a crush on Ami, but it had taken some arm-twisting to force her not to
'help' the relationship out. Mina tended to rush in where angels and fools
feared to tread, and even if Ami would end up interested in a deeper
relationship, she'd be scared off by Mina's usual method. However, she had
promised to give the girl updates in return. "About usual."
Mina frowned. "How long is this going to take, anyway? It is all
well and good to be romantic and pine for your lover, but only if you move
it along to the next step!"
Makoto shook her head. Mina took her job as Senshi of Love a little too
seriously at times. "I'll take care of it. You keep your paws off,
remember?"
Mina nodded cheerfully. "I remember! Oh, there's Rei." She jumped
off of the swing and ran off to greet the girl.
Rei watched Mina run up to her. "Hello."
"Hey!"
"So, what's up with Makoto? She's looking a little sad today."
Mina's face took on a conspiratorial look. "She's in love."
Rei smiled. "And she forbid you to help?"
Mina nodded. "But she's taking too long! So I'll just have to help
things along a little. I'm sure she'll thank me afterwards."
Rei laughed. "Oh, I'm sure. So, who's the lucky guy?"
Mina sighed. "I promised I wouldn't tell."
Rei hmmmed, and watched Makoto on the swing. The girl's face lit
up, and she stood and waved. Turning her head, she saw Ami approaching.
"It's a shame Ami seems so straight."
Mina nodded. "Yeah, but I dunno, she represses every thought of sex
that you can't tell what turns her on." A pause. "Hey, you tricked me!"
Rei laughed. "If Makoto wants to keep her love life a secret, she'd
better stop wearing her heart on her sleeve."
Then Usagi ran up, and Rei got to explain to her how she fell short
of being the Moon Princess, which ended in a tongue-sticking-out contest
that they each thought was a win for them.
***
It was Saturday morning when everything changed. Makoto woke up
slowly to a room that had been slowly warmed by the sun's rays. She drew
in a deep breath, held it, and then slowly released it.
Today was a free day. She had tomorrow to do homework, and her
chores were largely caught up. She had the whole day to do whatever she
wanted. She lay in bed, still half-asleep from the warmth, and daydreamed
of Ami. Ami could come over for lunch, and the terribly cool and composed
Makoto saved her from falling and hitting her head. Dream-Ami's eyes shone
as she looked up at her savior, and blushed as Cool-Makoto kissed her gently
on the lips.
Dream-Ami cooed. "Oh, I've always wanted you to do that."
Makoto's fantasy about the Makoto who could do no wrong was
interrupted by an odd sensation. First it had been more of a stretching
sensation, but now something by her crotch wanted attention. She smiled to
herself and reached down with one hand to her sex. Makoto had never been
one to sleep in clothes, and so nothing prevented her hand from reaching
her penis.
Makoto's eyes got big.
She threw off the light sheet she was sleeping on, and sat up,
gaping. She had a penis! She was a guy!
She was a guy with breasts?
A mirror hung from her door, and she wasted no time in running to
look in it. 90% of it was just as she remembered - tall body, brunette
hair, large breasts, and long legs. But between her legs stood an erect
penis, proudly waving at itself in the mirror. And below that was a pair of
balls! She reached and felt them gingerly, and found that there was no
trace of her vagina.
Makoto sat down on the bed very quickly. What was happening to
her? How could she have turned into this freak? She was 90% woman and 10%
man. Oh lord, and she thought she was weird before, towering over her
classmates and most of her teachers. Now it was total freakishness. She
might as well get a crown and make herself Queen of the Freaks.
Makoto was working her way to a complete breakdown when her phone
rang. She stared at the phone for a few rings as if she didn't know what
it was, and then answered the phone. "H-Hello?"
"Hi Mako-chan!" It was Mina. "Hey, I wanted to warn you that Ami's
coming over to your place. She asked me if I was doing anything today,
and I told her that I was busy but that I knew you were free! You are
free, right?"
'Wrong,' thought Makoto, but her mouth said "right."
"Well, sleepyhead, you'd better get ready! G'bye!"
Makoto stared at the handset in her hand. Ami was coming here,
which was good. But she had turned into some sort of sexual freak, which
was bad. The phone started to make warning tones that it had not been hung
up, and she did so. What could she wear to hide this?
Her doorbell rang.
"I can't handle this!" Her room didn't answer. She jumped up and
tried to run over to her closet, but her feet got tangled in the bedclothes,
and she toppled over with a crash, banging her head on the ground. For a
moment, she lost consciousness.
***
Ami stood outside of Makoto's door, absentmindedly shifting back
and forth as she waited. She heard Makoto say something, perhaps "I can't
answer the door", and then she jumped as she heard a heavy crash inside.
"Makoto?" No answer. "Makoto!"
Ami looked left and right, and found the stairway deserted. She
reached into her purse and pulled out what looked like a small makeup kit,
but opening it revealed a small lock picking set. She had learned that one
of her idols, Richard Feynman, had spent his long life learning to be as
many different things as he could, and one of those was a locksmith. And
so she'd taught herself how to pick locks. After a bit of practice, she
decided that it was a good thing she wasn't a thief.
She knelt on the floor, slid the tension bar into the lock with
practiced ease, and started to push the pins into place. It seemed to take
forever, but she forced herself to go slowly. Finally the last pin caught
on the shaft and the lock snapped open, the door swinging inwards. She
pulled out the picks, shut the door, and ran towards the bedroom where she
could see Makoto's body on the floor, wrapped in her sheet.
Along the way, she breathed in the smell of Makoto's latest
creation. A smell of chocolate brownies seemed to fill the air, with a
spicy undercurrent that really tantalized her. She hoped Makoto was all
right and that she could get some of that, and then chided herself for
acting like Usagi. Makoto was what was important.
The smell was stronger in the bedroom, and she couldn't help but
look around for a plate of goodies when she stepped through the door. Then
she looked down at Makoto, who was obviously stark naked under the sheets.
She blushed as she gave the girl a once-over look, and then leaned down and
pulled the sheet off of her friend. "Makoto? Can you hear me?"
The girl's eyes opened slowly, and focused on her. "mmmm? Ami?"
Ami's face broke into a smile of happiness. If Makoto could
recognize her, then there was a good chance that all she had was a sore
head. "Wake up. I think you banged your head." She held out Mina's
Sailor V-for-Victory hand sign. "How many fingers am I holding out?"
"Uh... two." Makoto tried to sit up, and Ami gave her a hand.
"Owwwww."
Ami smiled. "Well, I think the worst of it is a sore head,
Mako-chan. I'm afraid you might want to take some aspirin." She grabbed
Mako's arm, and pulled her up from sitting on the floor to sitting on the
bed, the sheet sliding off of her friend. And then she got a good look at
her nude friend, from her breasts (which Ami had always envied) to the penis
between her legs. "What?"
Makoto looked down, wincing at the sudden movement, and blushed.
"I don't know! I just woke up and it was there! I'm some kind of freak!"
Ami saw that Makoto was about to lose it, and so she shifted to
what she thought of as her professional manner. "Now, don't get too
excited Makoto. Look, I know a bit about human biology. Why don't you let
me take a look and tell you if I can figure anything out?"
Makoto looked at her with wide eyes. "Could you? Really?"
"Yes, yes. Just lay back." Ami helped her lie down, and took a
look. The subject was beginning to stiffen, excited by it's exposure to
the air. She knelt down between her friend's legs and pulled them further
apart. She started at the base, feeling around. She couldn't feel any
sort of seam.
Makoto moaned softly.
"Did I hurt you?"
"Oh, no Ami. That felt good."
Ami blushed. She supposed it did, then. That meant that it was
definitely somehow natural. And it was big. She gave it a stroke from
tip to base, appreciating how silk-like the skin felt, as Makoto moaned
again. Ami leaned closer, and lifted Makoto's balls, inspecting them. She
took a deep whiff, and the chocolate and spices aroma flowed from the
source into her body. She licked her lips as the analytical part of her
brain realized that in addition to a male sexual organ Makoto had gained
very powerful pheromones.
She shut her eyes, and took another whiff, leaning in closer. The
chocolate made her feel luscious, and the spiciness was turning her on.
She opened her mouth and looked at the large penis standing in front of her
face. She'd always dreamed of a large penis to play with. And now she
had one.
She closed one hand gently around the base of Makoto's cock, and
then licked one of Makoto's balls, causing the girl to moan again.
"Ami, what are you doing?"
"Don't worry." She took a lick of the other one. Makoto moaned
again, but otherwise stayed quiet. After that, Ami had no real choice but
to lick the penis, from root to cap. Her tongue seemed to be picking up
the same taste as her nose, and it thrilled her. The tip had a sharp
taste, and she saw that a small amount of pre cum had dampened the tip.
Looking up, she saw that Makoto was looking at her with wide eyes.
She looked down again at the cock in front of her. Eight inches, maybe?
She'd practiced with bananas and the like at home when her mother hadn't
been around. Time to try the real thing. Opening her mouth, she slid
Makoto's cock into her mouth, getting it slick by spinning her tongue
around it. Makoto started making all sort of ecstatic noises.
Humming softly to herself, which Ami thought would make it feel
even better, she sank her mouth down, sucking more and more of Makoto into
her mouth. She'd taught herself to relax her mouth, and was able to fit
it all in for a moment before pulling up to breathe.
After that it was simple, up and down motions with her mouth and
hands, the lovely feel of the hard meat in her mouth and the sexy moaning
sounds that Makoto was making as she gasped and writhed on the bed. She
took a chance and lightly ran her teeth over Makoto's cock and felt the
girl jump, her cries becoming slightly louder.
For a moment, Makoto went completely quiet, and then she screeched
as her hips began pumping into Ami's mouth. Ami was surprised for a
moment, and then had her mouth flooded with sperm. She tried to be neat
about it, but the large cock jumped out of her mouth and started to spray
her with cum, painting her hair, her face, and her shirt with white goopy
strands.
She swirled the cum in her mouth about with her tongue. It was a
little salty, but on the whole a rather pleasant taste. Ami realized that
she was really turned on now. She'd never given head before, but it had
been an entrancing and electrifying experience, and she wanted to do it
some more. But she wanted something else, first. She climbed up onto the
bed and looked down at Makoto, who soon opened her eyes and saw her there.
Makoto smiled up at Ami. She wasn't sure what was going on, but
she'd liked it so far.
Ami grinned down at her newfound lover, and dipped her lips to
Makoto's, kissing her softly. After a few moments she was surprised by
Makoto's tongue pressing into her lips, but let it in. After a minute or
two, they separated.
Makoto took a few moments to appreciate Ami's tussled looks, as Ami
took off the shirt and used it to wipe her face and hair. "I could have
gotten you a towel," she said as Ami removed her bra.
"No problem. Besides, the shirt needed cleaning anyway." Ami
tossed the bra away and got down to some serious kissing with her new
lover.
***
Takase Nishi had been a good husband, and had been looking forward to being a good father. He had a steady job at Mitsubishi in management, and was looking pretty good to replace the section leader in a year when he went on to a higher position. And then his wife died during childbirth. He lost his focus, his job, his home, and then most of his dignity. Today, he woke up in a dirty alley in the middle of Tokyo, and counted himself lucky that he was in no worse shape than when he'd woken up.
"Another day, another fifty yen," he muttered to himself as he dragged himself up off the pavement and walked towards the street. A little begging, and then he'd buy the cheapest lunch he could find - usually a burger of some sort. After that some heavy begging, followed by a bottle of something nasty and dinner at the soup kitchen, followed by a night of heavy drunkenness.
As he reached the mouth of the alley, he saw a gaijin in a strange uniform passing by, and quickly pegged him for some sort of soldier from the American base. You didn't usually see them here, but sometimes they were good for some cash. "Change, sir?"
The strange man stopped, and looked him over like most did, although a little more clinically than usual. "You'll do. You want some change, then," the man inquired with a smile.
"Yes, please!" Nishi put on his best smile.
The man threw something shiny down the alley, and laughed at him as he ran after it.
Nishi would have money thrown at him, or for him to fetch a few times a day, and he'd long gotten used to it. However, as he reached his target, he found it was a strange metal ball, instead of money. He picked it up. If nothing else, it could be worth something at the pawnshop.
The ball made a 'sproing' noise, and then there was so much light that Nishi couldn't see.
The man laughed again, and walked briskly to the subway.
***
Hunger had stopped the two lovers, and they were now finishing a
brunch in Makoto's kitchen. She had put on a roomy pair of panties to keep
her new equipment out of the way, and then an apron over that. Ami was in
her shorts and nothing else.
"So, it seems natural." Makoto waved at her crotch with the hand
holding a bagel to remind Ami of the subject.
Ami nodded. "Which means either super-science on a scale we won't
see until Crystal Tokyo, or else it's magic. And to investigate that, I
have to change." With a wink she slipped off the barstool she was eating
on, took a few steps backwards, and held up her henshin pen. "Mercury Star
Power, Make-Up!"
Makoto watched her change; appreciating silently the few moments
when Ami was nude in the middle of the change, and watched Ami call up her
visor and computer. "So?"
"Ah, ha!"
"Ah, ha?"
"Love magic. Three guesses as to the planet aspecting, and the
first two don't count."
"Mina?"
Ami nodded, putting away her equipment and getting ready to slip
back into her skivvies.
"I told her. I TOLD her to stay away from this. I should have
guessed from her sending you over here this morning!" Makoto almost broke
the cup she was holding with her grip, but instead threw it across the
room.
Suddenly, a pair of pagers went off. Ami pulled hers out and was
greeted by Usagi's panicked face. "Guys, there's some sort of monster down
here at 3rd and Marshall!" Usagi's picture disappeared, as she swung her
communicator around to show a jerky picture of some sort of man-beast with
metallic armor and a gun. The picture returned to Usagi. "Get down here,
I can't handle this by myself."
Ami nodded. "I'm with Makoto, we'll be down there soonest." She
switched it off.
"Jupiter Star Power, Make-Up!"
She turned in time to see the transformation finish. Strangely,
Sailor Jupiter's costume was missing, and replaced with a flattering green
and white uniform. Makoto was still obviously female in the chest, but
also had a male bulge between the legs.
Makoto did a double take. "What?"
"Something happened. Do you feel like Sailor Jupiter?"
Makoto flipped over the couch, and back. "Yeah."
Ami shrugged. "No time to look into it now. We've got to get to
work. Speaking of which, how do we leave without telling everyone you're a
superhero?"
Makoto smiled, opened a drawer, and hit a switch, which caused the
small skylight above to open up. "Took some time to figure out how to do
this, but there was a reason I got a top-floor apartment." She jumped up
and out the opening, giving a hand to Ami as she joined her.
From there, they jumped two blocks west and were lucky enough to be
able to catch a commuter train going to downtown Tokyo, hanging onto the
roof.
Mako grinned. Her day had been full of confusion and not a small
amount of fear. And if anything made her feel better after that, it was
hitting something.
Hard.
***
The thing that had been Takase Nishi threw its head back and howled
to the sky. It was finally free, free to take what it wanted: money, food,
and a new wife. With a powerful blow it shattered the glass front of a
butcher shop, grabbed a raw steak, and devoured it. Life was good.
Someone screamed at him from behind, but he ignored it. Everyone
was screaming around him. For once, they were scared of him!
Then his back was on fire, and he screamed, dropping and rolling
over to put out the flames. How dare they! He saw a group of scantily
clad girls, and shot at them a few times, making them jump and run away.
He laughed, and then winced at his burnt fur.
One of the girls had stopped to help someone else up, and was
close. Close enough for him to see how pretty she was, and close enough
for him to bound forward and grab her. She was small enough (or he was
large enough) that he could pick her up, and he did. She twisted in her
grip, but couldn't get free with her arms pinned to her sides. He gave
her a kiss, his long tongue slopping over her from chest to the top of her
head.
Mmm... salty.
Makoto skidded to a stop, sure that the monster had stopped firing
at them, and spun to see what was going on. She gasped at the creature's
speed as it bounded forward, and then frowned as it picked up Ami with one
hand. And she got furious as it licked her so intimately.
"Hey!" The creature turned to look at her, as well as the scouts
and most of the witnesses. "Put her DOWN!" And then she was moving, her
vision going red.
Usagi blinked. "Mars, what's happened to Jupiter's costume?"
Rei shrugged, and jumped up onto a fire escape to get a better angle
of attack. "I don't know."
Normally Makoto attacked with her bursts of lightning, but right
now all she wanted to do was to knock 'shaggy the beast' into next week.
Winding up, she gave it a sharp blow to the chin, hearing a cracking
noise.
The beast dropped Ami as it screamed in pain. Makoto snap-kicked it
in the leg, hearing bones break. It fell to the ground and fired at her, a
glancing blast shoving her across the road.
"MERCURY SHINING ILLUSION!"
A blast of cold, and Mr. Ray Gun was wrapped in ice, along with the
beast's paw.
Usagi ran forward, and then stopped as the beast just started
crying. "Oh, now what?"
Ami had pulled up her visor, and was scanning. "Whatever it is, it
was once a person. You might be able to cure him."
Behind her, Jupiter came running back with a scream of rage. Rei
and Mina stopped her. "Wait, it's down!" Mina said as Rei concentrated on
just holding her back. When had Jupiter gotten so damn strong?
Jupiter strained against them for a few more seconds, and then
relaxed. "Ah. Ooops. Sorry, lost control a bit there."
Rei nodded. "That's not like you." Then she rubbed her hand
against the fabric of the girl's new uniform. "This isn't like you either.
What's the deal?"
Jupiter blushed, and shrugged weakly. "Ah, I'm not sure."
"CRYSTAL HEALING EXPOSITION!" Usagi had out her healing rod, and
finished her healing dance in an exciting pose, pouring white light into the
beast. It glowed, shrunk, and turned back into a bum.
"Thank you." The bum stood up, and gave a bow. "I do apologize. I
had no control over what I was doing."
Usagi, uncomfortable at having to deal with a street person, gave a
short bow back. "Uh, that's okay! I'm glad you're, uh, better."
Rei, meanwhile, looked over Jupiter, admiring the outfit. Short
skirts were nice, but she would have killed for long pants last winter.
That's when she noticed the bulge. "Jupiter!"
Makoto looked at Rei, saw where her eyes were, and blushed some
more. "That reminds me." She grabbed Minako by the arm.
"Yes?" Minako put on her best 'innocent' look.
"We need to talk." With that, she picked up the girl and jumped up
onto the building and out of sight. Ami followed them.
"How odd." Rei put it out of mind as she and Usagi fled before
the police could show up.
***
On the rooftops, Makoto and Ami faced down Minako.
"Tell me this isn't your fault," Makoto said.
"Aaaaaa," Minako tried to stall for time.
"Your magic's all over her, Venus," added Ami.
"Well, I wanted to get you two together, and I heard last week
about Ami liking big, um, cocks, and so I thought if I gave you one it
might work, and I guess it did?" Mina said quickly and hopefully.
"Come on back to my place, and get rid of it."
***
They dropped through the skylight, and untransformed. Mina got a
good eyeful, as both of the other girls were basically topless. "Ooh, it
did work!" She took a deep breath, and could smell something chocolate and
spicy. Visiting Makoto's was always a treat.
Ami ran to grab a shirt as Makoto scowled at Mina. "C'mon, undo
this."
Mina smiled. "I'll... have to touch it."
Makoto sighed and stripped, her penis starting to expand at all the
attention again.
Mina knelt before her friend to get a better view, and whistled.
"A nice job, if I say so myself."
"Now!"
Mina shook her head, and laid her hand on her friend's cock, which
gave a little jump. She cleared her mind of distracting thoughts, and then
recited the counter-spell that she'd devised.
Nothing happened.
Frowning, Mina pulled out her little notebook, paged through, and
read the lines from the page.
Nothing. She looked up, and saw that Makoto was glaring at her.
"Well?"
"Ami? Can you scan Makoto for me? My magic's not working."
A blast of light, and Sailor Mercury walked back into the room,
visor on. "Okay, let's see." They waited. "How odd."
"Odd?" Mina looked up again. Doom looked down. "What's odd?"
Odd sounded bad for her health.
"Mako-chan's Jupiter magic has intermixed with your Venus magic. I
think that her transformation to Sailor Jupiter altered your spell."
"So I can't change back to normal? Mina!" Makoto looked mad enough
that she was going to throw something at Mina, possibly something like the
couch
Mina winced. Life looked bad, at least for one goddess of love.
***
Life looked good, at least for one person.
Takase Nishi walked along the road to the shelter, whistling. He
was no longer choked with grief over the loss of his wife and their unborn
son. He was no longer driven to forget them in alcohol. He felt better
than he had since they'd died. He still missed them, but now he could
continue his life.
Tomorrow he'd sign up with one of the agencies to help put him back
on his feet. A new (or at least new-looking) suit, a place to have mail
and phone calls to go to, and a resume update and he could start looking for
work tomorrow. Tonight, he was looking forward to a hot meal and a good
night's sleep.
He had a lot to thank Sailor Moon for. Someday, he hoped he'd be
able to return the favor.
Once again, your author the sex crazed maniac has fallen asleep after having one
of 'those' dreams again. As is my custom, I've taken my dream, added a bit of plot,
and tried to make sure I wasn't repeating 'cunt' too many times. Ah, well.
Sailor Moon and it's characters and situations do not belong to me - I only
borrow them, and my use is not meant to claim any degree of ownership over
either the characters or situations.
And finally, feedback is good. When the Gentleman Caller gets feedback, he feels
like writing more. When the Gentleman Caller gets lots of feedback, he feels
like writing more sex.
Please, enjoy.
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Chapter 1: Growing Affection.
Makoto and Ami walked drunkenly into Makoto's bedroom. Makoto
hadn't intended to get this tipsy, originally. After she had mixed the
punch, she had put a little rum in it to give it a slight kick. Apparently,
Mina had had the same idea, and had added even more rum before tasting it.
And then, apparently, Usagi had knocked over the rum while reaching for some
chocolate muffins.
Which added up to a whole lot of really drunk girls. Rei and Usagi
had finally fallen asleep, curled up against each other for warmth. Mina
was awake, entranced with the way her toes could wiggle, but largely
unresponsive to the world. Mina and Ami had gone into her bedroom to
prevent them from waking their sleeping friends.
Ami tried to sit on the edge of her friend's bed, but only glanced
off of it as she slid down to the floor. "Oh, Makoto, can I have some
water?"
"Oh, sure."
While Makoto was gone, Ami looked around. Usually she'd never pry
into a friend's private life, but the alcohol had removed the inhibitions
and left behind the curiosity. A sudden thought had her check under the
bed, where she found a magazine. Pulling it out, she saw it was titled
'Torrid Three-way Titillations', and on the cover a pair of artificially
endowed women were worshiping the hard cock of a passably good-looking man.
"Ooooo," Amy muttered to herself, and started to flip through the magazine.
"Amy!"
She looked up and saw Makoto standing at the door, still having
enough presence of mind not to drop the cup of water in her hand. Ami waved
the magazine at her. "This is some sort of night-time reading material,"
she leered.
Makoto blushed, and gave Amy the water, then sat next to her.
"Well, yeah." She wondered if Ami was always this forward when drunk. She
wondered how often she could get Ami drunk. She had been carrying a torch
for her fellow senshi for a few months, and part of the reason she'd spiked
the punch was to remove both of their inhibitions and provide an excuse if
Ami was repulsed. The magazine made as good a start as any, now that it had
been found. "Do you like it?"
Amy tilted her head to one side, thinking. Her finger traced the
curve of the man's hard member, shown in detail in a close-up. "Usually the
censors blur this sort of thing. Where did you get this?"
"It's from America. I got it from an exchange student I met a few
years ago." The student had been breathtakingly open about sex, and they
had shared more than a few secret kisses until she had had to return to
California. They still exchanged mail from time to time.
Ami giggled drunkenly. "I like this. Something about big hard
cocks really excites me. I like just saying it." She leaned her head
towards Makoto, and repeated the words with exaggerated care, "Big - Hard -
Cocks".
"Anything else?" Makoto asked while trying to only sound
superficially curious. She flipped a few pages, where the two girls in the
shot were making out, their hands rubbing each other's cunts.
Amy tilted her head again, a mannerism that Makoto was finding
entrancing. "I don't know, really hadn't thought about it." She turned her
head and saw Makoto's expression. Some random impulse caused her to lean
over and give the girl a kiss.
Makoto almost jumped as she was kissed, leaning back into it, her
hands naturally coming up to cuddle Ami close.
A snore interrupted the kiss, and Makoto's heart sank as she
realized that the alcohol had finally put Ami to sleep. She almost felt
like crying, but instead put the girl on her bed and covered her with a
sheet. She thought that after that she would have problems falling asleep,
but the rum pulled her under very quickly.
***
The next day dawned clear and bright. Not that any of the girls
would notice, as Makoto had thoughtfully pulled down the shades before going
to bed. Unfortunately there was a gap between the shade and the window, and
as the sun rose into the sky, it shone through the gap and crept along the
floor. Around ten o'clock the bar of light crept over Rei's black hair, and
then jumped onto Usagi's face.
Usagi groaned, and shifted. Her addled brain tried to go back to
sleep, but couldn't. It tried to move a hand over her eyes, but they were
both trapped. Exasperated, it woke itself up enough to open the lower eye
to see what the problem was.
Her bleary eye reported that there was a face very close. She must
be sleeping with someone.
The brain ran through its memory of last night (which had some gaps
in it), and decided that the only person she would be sleeping this close
to was Mamoru. In which case, she should wake him with a kiss. That
decided, Usagi leaned forward to press her lips against his.
After a moment, she was pleasantly shocked to find that Mamoru had
slipped his tongue into her mouth! He was normally not this forward, so she
took advantage of it, pressing closer to him and running her hands over his
full breasts. Boy, he's a great kisser, she thought to herself happily.
And then a few moments later, she remembered that Mamoru didn't have
full breasts. Her eyes slammed open like her bedroom door five minutes
before school, causing pain to shoot through her poor brain from all of the
light, and saw that she was making out with a still-sleepy Rei.
Usagi almost teleported across the room, she moved so fast.
"AAAAHHHH!" She screamed at the top of her lungs. Luckily for everyone
else, her lungs were as hung over as the rest of her, so it came out more as
a faint squeak as her legs gave up and she slid to the floor.
Rei's face contorted in pain as Usagi's faint cry woke her up the
rest of the way. Then, seeing Usagi's shocked face across the room and
adding it to the really fun almost-a-dream she'd been having, she screamed
at the top of her lungs.
Again, we're talking not much noise. Usagi winced anyway.
"What were you doing?" Usagi demanded.
"You kissed me first!"
"I thought you were Mamoru."
Rei thought quickly. "Uh, so did I!"
Simultaneously, both of their throats started to close up. Too much
talking and not enough liquids wasn't good for a hangover. They dropped
the subject and started to crawl to the fridge. Opening it, they saw five
cups, each clearly labeled with 'Hangover Remedy' and a name.
Usagi, having gotten there first, grabbed hers out and downed it in
seconds. A moment passed, and then her eyes shot as wide-open as they could
and she burped loudly. Then she shut her eyes for a moment, and then opened
them with a smile. "Hey," she said in a normal voice, "That was good!"
Rei waved at Usagi to keep it down, and then drank hers. After a
similar experience, she felt the headache leave, the dry throat clear up,
and the ultra-sensitive nerves quiet down. "Wow. I have got to get her to
make some for Grandpa."
Usagi looked around somewhat fearfully. "Look, Let's just keep this
to ourselves, okay? I don't want anyone to think I'm, you know, weird."
Rei contemplated her princess. 'She's the reincarnation of a
princess who lived on the moon, she turns into a super heroine at least
three times a week, and she's going to be alive for another thousand years
at least, and she's worried about being weird,' she thought. 'Only Usagi.'
"Well, okay. But you keep quiet as well."
The girl nodded and went off to find more for breakfast.
Rei shut her eyes and remembered the last few minutes before Usagi
had screamed. It was a shame, as it had been pretty nice. Pretty nice,
indeed.
Eventually everyone woke and drank their respective hangover
formulas. Makoto was somewhat relieved and disappointed that Ami didn't
remember the previous night's discussion. Or at least she didn't think Ami
could look at her without blushing if she did remember. Sunday was spent
in a blur of distracting activities - seeing a scary movie, hitting an
arcade, browsing through a bookstore, and lots of snacks. It was fun, but
Makoto was always thinking of the missed opportunity last night, an
opportunity that she was particularly regretting when the scary movie made
Ami jump and grab her for comfort.
***
Later that week, they were getting together in the park by the big
library to study. Makoto found herself there first, as the rest of the
girls had needed to swing by their homes to pick up one thing or another.
She had fun sitting on one of the swings and going back and forth.
Soon enough, Mina joined her, sitting in the swing next to her.
"Hi."
"Hey."
Mina's face turned to Makoto's with a knowing smile. "How's the
love-life doing?"
Makoto sighed. She wasn't sure how Mina had figured out that she
had a crush on Ami, but it had taken some arm-twisting to force her not to
'help' the relationship out. Mina tended to rush in where angels and fools
feared to tread, and even if Ami would end up interested in a deeper
relationship, she'd be scared off by Mina's usual method. However, she had
promised to give the girl updates in return. "About usual."
Mina frowned. "How long is this going to take, anyway? It is all
well and good to be romantic and pine for your lover, but only if you move
it along to the next step!"
Makoto shook her head. Mina took her job as Senshi of Love a little too
seriously at times. "I'll take care of it. You keep your paws off,
remember?"
Mina nodded cheerfully. "I remember! Oh, there's Rei." She jumped
off of the swing and ran off to greet the girl.
Rei watched Mina run up to her. "Hello."
"Hey!"
"So, what's up with Makoto? She's looking a little sad today."
Mina's face took on a conspiratorial look. "She's in love."
Rei smiled. "And she forbid you to help?"
Mina nodded. "But she's taking too long! So I'll just have to help
things along a little. I'm sure she'll thank me afterwards."
Rei laughed. "Oh, I'm sure. So, who's the lucky guy?"
Mina sighed. "I promised I wouldn't tell."
Rei hmmmed, and watched Makoto on the swing. The girl's face lit
up, and she stood and waved. Turning her head, she saw Ami approaching.
"It's a shame Ami seems so straight."
Mina nodded. "Yeah, but I dunno, she represses every thought of sex
that you can't tell what turns her on." A pause. "Hey, you tricked me!"
Rei laughed. "If Makoto wants to keep her love life a secret, she'd
better stop wearing her heart on her sleeve."
Then Usagi ran up, and Rei got to explain to her how she fell short
of being the Moon Princess, which ended in a tongue-sticking-out contest
that they each thought was a win for them.
***
It was Saturday morning when everything changed. Makoto woke up
slowly to a room that had been slowly warmed by the sun's rays. She drew
in a deep breath, held it, and then slowly released it.
Today was a free day. She had tomorrow to do homework, and her
chores were largely caught up. She had the whole day to do whatever she
wanted. She lay in bed, still half-asleep from the warmth, and daydreamed
of Ami. Ami could come over for lunch, and the terribly cool and composed
Makoto saved her from falling and hitting her head. Dream-Ami's eyes shone
as she looked up at her savior, and blushed as Cool-Makoto kissed her gently
on the lips.
Dream-Ami cooed. "Oh, I've always wanted you to do that."
Makoto's fantasy about the Makoto who could do no wrong was
interrupted by an odd sensation. First it had been more of a stretching
sensation, but now something by her crotch wanted attention. She smiled to
herself and reached down with one hand to her sex. Makoto had never been
one to sleep in clothes, and so nothing prevented her hand from reaching
her penis.
Makoto's eyes got big.
She threw off the light sheet she was sleeping on, and sat up,
gaping. She had a penis! She was a guy!
She was a guy with breasts?
A mirror hung from her door, and she wasted no time in running to
look in it. 90% of it was just as she remembered - tall body, brunette
hair, large breasts, and long legs. But between her legs stood an erect
penis, proudly waving at itself in the mirror. And below that was a pair of
balls! She reached and felt them gingerly, and found that there was no
trace of her vagina.
Makoto sat down on the bed very quickly. What was happening to
her? How could she have turned into this freak? She was 90% woman and 10%
man. Oh lord, and she thought she was weird before, towering over her
classmates and most of her teachers. Now it was total freakishness. She
might as well get a crown and make herself Queen of the Freaks.
Makoto was working her way to a complete breakdown when her phone
rang. She stared at the phone for a few rings as if she didn't know what
it was, and then answered the phone. "H-Hello?"
"Hi Mako-chan!" It was Mina. "Hey, I wanted to warn you that Ami's
coming over to your place. She asked me if I was doing anything today,
and I told her that I was busy but that I knew you were free! You are
free, right?"
'Wrong,' thought Makoto, but her mouth said "right."
"Well, sleepyhead, you'd better get ready! G'bye!"
Makoto stared at the handset in her hand. Ami was coming here,
which was good. But she had turned into some sort of sexual freak, which
was bad. The phone started to make warning tones that it had not been hung
up, and she did so. What could she wear to hide this?
Her doorbell rang.
"I can't handle this!" Her room didn't answer. She jumped up and
tried to run over to her closet, but her feet got tangled in the bedclothes,
and she toppled over with a crash, banging her head on the ground. For a
moment, she lost consciousness.
***
Ami stood outside of Makoto's door, absentmindedly shifting back
and forth as she waited. She heard Makoto say something, perhaps "I can't
answer the door", and then she jumped as she heard a heavy crash inside.
"Makoto?" No answer. "Makoto!"
Ami looked left and right, and found the stairway deserted. She
reached into her purse and pulled out what looked like a small makeup kit,
but opening it revealed a small lock picking set. She had learned that one
of her idols, Richard Feynman, had spent his long life learning to be as
many different things as he could, and one of those was a locksmith. And
so she'd taught herself how to pick locks. After a bit of practice, she
decided that it was a good thing she wasn't a thief.
She knelt on the floor, slid the tension bar into the lock with
practiced ease, and started to push the pins into place. It seemed to take
forever, but she forced herself to go slowly. Finally the last pin caught
on the shaft and the lock snapped open, the door swinging inwards. She
pulled out the picks, shut the door, and ran towards the bedroom where she
could see Makoto's body on the floor, wrapped in her sheet.
Along the way, she breathed in the smell of Makoto's latest
creation. A smell of chocolate brownies seemed to fill the air, with a
spicy undercurrent that really tantalized her. She hoped Makoto was all
right and that she could get some of that, and then chided herself for
acting like Usagi. Makoto was what was important.
The smell was stronger in the bedroom, and she couldn't help but
look around for a plate of goodies when she stepped through the door. Then
she looked down at Makoto, who was obviously stark naked under the sheets.
She blushed as she gave the girl a once-over look, and then leaned down and
pulled the sheet off of her friend. "Makoto? Can you hear me?"
The girl's eyes opened slowly, and focused on her. "mmmm? Ami?"
Ami's face broke into a smile of happiness. If Makoto could
recognize her, then there was a good chance that all she had was a sore
head. "Wake up. I think you banged your head." She held out Mina's
Sailor V-for-Victory hand sign. "How many fingers am I holding out?"
"Uh... two." Makoto tried to sit up, and Ami gave her a hand.
"Owwwww."
Ami smiled. "Well, I think the worst of it is a sore head,
Mako-chan. I'm afraid you might want to take some aspirin." She grabbed
Mako's arm, and pulled her up from sitting on the floor to sitting on the
bed, the sheet sliding off of her friend. And then she got a good look at
her nude friend, from her breasts (which Ami had always envied) to the penis
between her legs. "What?"
Makoto looked down, wincing at the sudden movement, and blushed.
"I don't know! I just woke up and it was there! I'm some kind of freak!"
Ami saw that Makoto was about to lose it, and so she shifted to
what she thought of as her professional manner. "Now, don't get too
excited Makoto. Look, I know a bit about human biology. Why don't you let
me take a look and tell you if I can figure anything out?"
Makoto looked at her with wide eyes. "Could you? Really?"
"Yes, yes. Just lay back." Ami helped her lie down, and took a
look. The subject was beginning to stiffen, excited by it's exposure to
the air. She knelt down between her friend's legs and pulled them further
apart. She started at the base, feeling around. She couldn't feel any
sort of seam.
Makoto moaned softly.
"Did I hurt you?"
"Oh, no Ami. That felt good."
Ami blushed. She supposed it did, then. That meant that it was
definitely somehow natural. And it was big. She gave it a stroke from
tip to base, appreciating how silk-like the skin felt, as Makoto moaned
again. Ami leaned closer, and lifted Makoto's balls, inspecting them. She
took a deep whiff, and the chocolate and spices aroma flowed from the
source into her body. She licked her lips as the analytical part of her
brain realized that in addition to a male sexual organ Makoto had gained
very powerful pheromones.
She shut her eyes, and took another whiff, leaning in closer. The
chocolate made her feel luscious, and the spiciness was turning her on.
She opened her mouth and looked at the large penis standing in front of her
face. She'd always dreamed of a large penis to play with. And now she
had one.
She closed one hand gently around the base of Makoto's cock, and
then licked one of Makoto's balls, causing the girl to moan again.
"Ami, what are you doing?"
"Don't worry." She took a lick of the other one. Makoto moaned
again, but otherwise stayed quiet. After that, Ami had no real choice but
to lick the penis, from root to cap. Her tongue seemed to be picking up
the same taste as her nose, and it thrilled her. The tip had a sharp
taste, and she saw that a small amount of pre cum had dampened the tip.
Looking up, she saw that Makoto was looking at her with wide eyes.
She looked down again at the cock in front of her. Eight inches, maybe?
She'd practiced with bananas and the like at home when her mother hadn't
been around. Time to try the real thing. Opening her mouth, she slid
Makoto's cock into her mouth, getting it slick by spinning her tongue
around it. Makoto started making all sort of ecstatic noises.
Humming softly to herself, which Ami thought would make it feel
even better, she sank her mouth down, sucking more and more of Makoto into
her mouth. She'd taught herself to relax her mouth, and was able to fit
it all in for a moment before pulling up to breathe.
After that it was simple, up and down motions with her mouth and
hands, the lovely feel of the hard meat in her mouth and the sexy moaning
sounds that Makoto was making as she gasped and writhed on the bed. She
took a chance and lightly ran her teeth over Makoto's cock and felt the
girl jump, her cries becoming slightly louder.
For a moment, Makoto went completely quiet, and then she screeched
as her hips began pumping into Ami's mouth. Ami was surprised for a
moment, and then had her mouth flooded with sperm. She tried to be neat
about it, but the large cock jumped out of her mouth and started to spray
her with cum, painting her hair, her face, and her shirt with white goopy
strands.
She swirled the cum in her mouth about with her tongue. It was a
little salty, but on the whole a rather pleasant taste. Ami realized that
she was really turned on now. She'd never given head before, but it had
been an entrancing and electrifying experience, and she wanted to do it
some more. But she wanted something else, first. She climbed up onto the
bed and looked down at Makoto, who soon opened her eyes and saw her there.
Makoto smiled up at Ami. She wasn't sure what was going on, but
she'd liked it so far.
Ami grinned down at her newfound lover, and dipped her lips to
Makoto's, kissing her softly. After a few moments she was surprised by
Makoto's tongue pressing into her lips, but let it in. After a minute or
two, they separated.
Makoto took a few moments to appreciate Ami's tussled looks, as Ami
took off the shirt and used it to wipe her face and hair. "I could have
gotten you a towel," she said as Ami removed her bra.
"No problem. Besides, the shirt needed cleaning anyway." Ami
tossed the bra away and got down to some serious kissing with her new
lover.
***
Takase Nishi had been a good husband, and had been looking forward to being a good father. He had a steady job at Mitsubishi in management, and was looking pretty good to replace the section leader in a year when he went on to a higher position. And then his wife died during childbirth. He lost his focus, his job, his home, and then most of his dignity. Today, he woke up in a dirty alley in the middle of Tokyo, and counted himself lucky that he was in no worse shape than when he'd woken up.
"Another day, another fifty yen," he muttered to himself as he dragged himself up off the pavement and walked towards the street. A little begging, and then he'd buy the cheapest lunch he could find - usually a burger of some sort. After that some heavy begging, followed by a bottle of something nasty and dinner at the soup kitchen, followed by a night of heavy drunkenness.
As he reached the mouth of the alley, he saw a gaijin in a strange uniform passing by, and quickly pegged him for some sort of soldier from the American base. You didn't usually see them here, but sometimes they were good for some cash. "Change, sir?"
The strange man stopped, and looked him over like most did, although a little more clinically than usual. "You'll do. You want some change, then," the man inquired with a smile.
"Yes, please!" Nishi put on his best smile.
The man threw something shiny down the alley, and laughed at him as he ran after it.
Nishi would have money thrown at him, or for him to fetch a few times a day, and he'd long gotten used to it. However, as he reached his target, he found it was a strange metal ball, instead of money. He picked it up. If nothing else, it could be worth something at the pawnshop.
The ball made a 'sproing' noise, and then there was so much light that Nishi couldn't see.
The man laughed again, and walked briskly to the subway.
***
Hunger had stopped the two lovers, and they were now finishing a
brunch in Makoto's kitchen. She had put on a roomy pair of panties to keep
her new equipment out of the way, and then an apron over that. Ami was in
her shorts and nothing else.
"So, it seems natural." Makoto waved at her crotch with the hand
holding a bagel to remind Ami of the subject.
Ami nodded. "Which means either super-science on a scale we won't
see until Crystal Tokyo, or else it's magic. And to investigate that, I
have to change." With a wink she slipped off the barstool she was eating
on, took a few steps backwards, and held up her henshin pen. "Mercury Star
Power, Make-Up!"
Makoto watched her change; appreciating silently the few moments
when Ami was nude in the middle of the change, and watched Ami call up her
visor and computer. "So?"
"Ah, ha!"
"Ah, ha?"
"Love magic. Three guesses as to the planet aspecting, and the
first two don't count."
"Mina?"
Ami nodded, putting away her equipment and getting ready to slip
back into her skivvies.
"I told her. I TOLD her to stay away from this. I should have
guessed from her sending you over here this morning!" Makoto almost broke
the cup she was holding with her grip, but instead threw it across the
room.
Suddenly, a pair of pagers went off. Ami pulled hers out and was
greeted by Usagi's panicked face. "Guys, there's some sort of monster down
here at 3rd and Marshall!" Usagi's picture disappeared, as she swung her
communicator around to show a jerky picture of some sort of man-beast with
metallic armor and a gun. The picture returned to Usagi. "Get down here,
I can't handle this by myself."
Ami nodded. "I'm with Makoto, we'll be down there soonest." She
switched it off.
"Jupiter Star Power, Make-Up!"
She turned in time to see the transformation finish. Strangely,
Sailor Jupiter's costume was missing, and replaced with a flattering green
and white uniform. Makoto was still obviously female in the chest, but
also had a male bulge between the legs.
Makoto did a double take. "What?"
"Something happened. Do you feel like Sailor Jupiter?"
Makoto flipped over the couch, and back. "Yeah."
Ami shrugged. "No time to look into it now. We've got to get to
work. Speaking of which, how do we leave without telling everyone you're a
superhero?"
Makoto smiled, opened a drawer, and hit a switch, which caused the
small skylight above to open up. "Took some time to figure out how to do
this, but there was a reason I got a top-floor apartment." She jumped up
and out the opening, giving a hand to Ami as she joined her.
From there, they jumped two blocks west and were lucky enough to be
able to catch a commuter train going to downtown Tokyo, hanging onto the
roof.
Mako grinned. Her day had been full of confusion and not a small
amount of fear. And if anything made her feel better after that, it was
hitting something.
Hard.
***
The thing that had been Takase Nishi threw its head back and howled
to the sky. It was finally free, free to take what it wanted: money, food,
and a new wife. With a powerful blow it shattered the glass front of a
butcher shop, grabbed a raw steak, and devoured it. Life was good.
Someone screamed at him from behind, but he ignored it. Everyone
was screaming around him. For once, they were scared of him!
Then his back was on fire, and he screamed, dropping and rolling
over to put out the flames. How dare they! He saw a group of scantily
clad girls, and shot at them a few times, making them jump and run away.
He laughed, and then winced at his burnt fur.
One of the girls had stopped to help someone else up, and was
close. Close enough for him to see how pretty she was, and close enough
for him to bound forward and grab her. She was small enough (or he was
large enough) that he could pick her up, and he did. She twisted in her
grip, but couldn't get free with her arms pinned to her sides. He gave
her a kiss, his long tongue slopping over her from chest to the top of her
head.
Mmm... salty.
Makoto skidded to a stop, sure that the monster had stopped firing
at them, and spun to see what was going on. She gasped at the creature's
speed as it bounded forward, and then frowned as it picked up Ami with one
hand. And she got furious as it licked her so intimately.
"Hey!" The creature turned to look at her, as well as the scouts
and most of the witnesses. "Put her DOWN!" And then she was moving, her
vision going red.
Usagi blinked. "Mars, what's happened to Jupiter's costume?"
Rei shrugged, and jumped up onto a fire escape to get a better angle
of attack. "I don't know."
Normally Makoto attacked with her bursts of lightning, but right
now all she wanted to do was to knock 'shaggy the beast' into next week.
Winding up, she gave it a sharp blow to the chin, hearing a cracking
noise.
The beast dropped Ami as it screamed in pain. Makoto snap-kicked it
in the leg, hearing bones break. It fell to the ground and fired at her, a
glancing blast shoving her across the road.
"MERCURY SHINING ILLUSION!"
A blast of cold, and Mr. Ray Gun was wrapped in ice, along with the
beast's paw.
Usagi ran forward, and then stopped as the beast just started
crying. "Oh, now what?"
Ami had pulled up her visor, and was scanning. "Whatever it is, it
was once a person. You might be able to cure him."
Behind her, Jupiter came running back with a scream of rage. Rei
and Mina stopped her. "Wait, it's down!" Mina said as Rei concentrated on
just holding her back. When had Jupiter gotten so damn strong?
Jupiter strained against them for a few more seconds, and then
relaxed. "Ah. Ooops. Sorry, lost control a bit there."
Rei nodded. "That's not like you." Then she rubbed her hand
against the fabric of the girl's new uniform. "This isn't like you either.
What's the deal?"
Jupiter blushed, and shrugged weakly. "Ah, I'm not sure."
"CRYSTAL HEALING EXPOSITION!" Usagi had out her healing rod, and
finished her healing dance in an exciting pose, pouring white light into the
beast. It glowed, shrunk, and turned back into a bum.
"Thank you." The bum stood up, and gave a bow. "I do apologize. I
had no control over what I was doing."
Usagi, uncomfortable at having to deal with a street person, gave a
short bow back. "Uh, that's okay! I'm glad you're, uh, better."
Rei, meanwhile, looked over Jupiter, admiring the outfit. Short
skirts were nice, but she would have killed for long pants last winter.
That's when she noticed the bulge. "Jupiter!"
Makoto looked at Rei, saw where her eyes were, and blushed some
more. "That reminds me." She grabbed Minako by the arm.
"Yes?" Minako put on her best 'innocent' look.
"We need to talk." With that, she picked up the girl and jumped up
onto the building and out of sight. Ami followed them.
"How odd." Rei put it out of mind as she and Usagi fled before
the police could show up.
***
On the rooftops, Makoto and Ami faced down Minako.
"Tell me this isn't your fault," Makoto said.
"Aaaaaa," Minako tried to stall for time.
"Your magic's all over her, Venus," added Ami.
"Well, I wanted to get you two together, and I heard last week
about Ami liking big, um, cocks, and so I thought if I gave you one it
might work, and I guess it did?" Mina said quickly and hopefully.
"Come on back to my place, and get rid of it."
***
They dropped through the skylight, and untransformed. Mina got a
good eyeful, as both of the other girls were basically topless. "Ooh, it
did work!" She took a deep breath, and could smell something chocolate and
spicy. Visiting Makoto's was always a treat.
Ami ran to grab a shirt as Makoto scowled at Mina. "C'mon, undo
this."
Mina smiled. "I'll... have to touch it."
Makoto sighed and stripped, her penis starting to expand at all the
attention again.
Mina knelt before her friend to get a better view, and whistled.
"A nice job, if I say so myself."
"Now!"
Mina shook her head, and laid her hand on her friend's cock, which
gave a little jump. She cleared her mind of distracting thoughts, and then
recited the counter-spell that she'd devised.
Nothing happened.
Frowning, Mina pulled out her little notebook, paged through, and
read the lines from the page.
Nothing. She looked up, and saw that Makoto was glaring at her.
"Well?"
"Ami? Can you scan Makoto for me? My magic's not working."
A blast of light, and Sailor Mercury walked back into the room,
visor on. "Okay, let's see." They waited. "How odd."
"Odd?" Mina looked up again. Doom looked down. "What's odd?"
Odd sounded bad for her health.
"Mako-chan's Jupiter magic has intermixed with your Venus magic. I
think that her transformation to Sailor Jupiter altered your spell."
"So I can't change back to normal? Mina!" Makoto looked mad enough
that she was going to throw something at Mina, possibly something like the
couch
Mina winced. Life looked bad, at least for one goddess of love.
***
Life looked good, at least for one person.
Takase Nishi walked along the road to the shelter, whistling. He
was no longer choked with grief over the loss of his wife and their unborn
son. He was no longer driven to forget them in alcohol. He felt better
than he had since they'd died. He still missed them, but now he could
continue his life.
Tomorrow he'd sign up with one of the agencies to help put him back
on his feet. A new (or at least new-looking) suit, a place to have mail
and phone calls to go to, and a resume update and he could start looking for
work tomorrow. Tonight, he was looking forward to a hot meal and a good
night's sleep.
He had a lot to thank Sailor Moon for. Someday, he hoped he'd be
able to return the favor.