[Episode 120344] [Episode 120344]
“Ami-chan!?”
Indeed, it was the Senshi of Mercury, but not the shy genius from before the whole Hentai Youma invasion. Where once there was a petite, bookish teen, there now stood a young woman with a figure similar to her comrade, Sailor Jupiter. Tall, muscular but still deliciously curved and feminine, with large, firm breasts. Besides their facial features, the only major physical differences between the Senshi of Mercury and Jupiter were their eyes, hair, and skin color.
Oh, and the nine-inch cock Ami now sported.
Ami stroked her saliva-slick organ and grinned down at her Princess. “And good morning to you too, Usagi-chan!” She giggled. “I know I’ve been having a good morning, at any rate…”
The blonde pouted cutely as she sat up. “It’s not funny! How would you like it if I came over to your house and shoved a penis down your throat while you were trying to sleep!?”
“For you to do that, you would have to be physically capable of waking up before I do. And in any case, we both know that you enjoy the occasional ‘breakfast in bed’.”
Usagi huffed and crossed her arms, pointedly looking away from the icy soldier. Eventually, three seconds later, her curiosity got the better of her, and she turned back. “How did you even get in here, anyway?” She frowned. “Did that little brat let you in?”
Ami shook her head. “No, apparently he’s at a friend’s house, and your Father is at work. Your Mother let me in.” She cocked her head to the side. “She wasn’t going to at first, but she let me in eventually.”
The blonde meatball-head was confused. “Why wouldn’t she let you in?” She blinked, her eyes staring into nothingness as the pieces of the puzzle fell into place, revealing the overall picture. Initiating Vocal Tone: Whine. “Awww Man! I hate it when she gets all frisky!”
“I love it when your Mum gets all frisky.”
Usagi scowled as much as she was able. “You always seem to know when she’s going to get like this, but you never warn me!”
The blue-head frowned sternly. “Tsukino Usagi, you made a deal with your Mother; she doesn’t tell your Father about the Hentai Youma, and you take care of her when she gets horny. It is your responsibility, after all; those pheromones didn’t drag themselves into your home.”
The Princess nodded, but also grumbled under her breath. “And how is your Mother these days?”
“She’s doing very well. She’s happy that she doesn’t have to do too many chores around the house these days, and she was quite accepting of my changes.”
“Mako-chan told me that as soon as your Mum walked through the front door, you threw her onto the couch, tore her panties off, and fucked her raw.”
The young scholar frowned, but the twitching of her cock betrayed her reaction to the memory of that particular event. “Mako-chan is getting a spanking when I get home. Besides, it was just after I got this thing, and I was still a little crazy.”
Usagi rolled her eyes. “And what about all the other times you’ve screwed her? Or all the other women?”
Ami raised her eyebrows, feigning innocence. “Other women? What other women?”
Usagi started ticking them off on her fingers. “Let’s see, there’s my mum, your mum, Mina-chan’s mum, Ms Haruna, the female swimming coach from school, Luna when she’s human, that sexy bottled-water delivery girl that comes by your place once a week…”
“Okay, so I have a thing for older women, are you satisfied now?!”
Usagi grinned, happy to have gotten the upper hand for once. Her grin died when a Disguise Pen dropped into her lap. “Right. That.” A sigh, a shouted activation phrase, and a whirl of light and power later, and a naked, blonde, teenage Adonis sat in Usagi’s place. Just in time, too as the bedroom door slid open, the clack of wood on wood drawing the two girl’s…girl and faux-boy’s attention. At the sight of the Tsukino Matriarch, Ami’s cock swelled slightly in appreciation, and Usagi’s previously limp member sprang to life.
“Oh my, are those for me?” One thing was for certain; Kenji Tsukino was one lucky bastard to have this woman to come home to. The gorgeous 32-year-old was leaning seductively against the door frame, her delicious womanly form covered only by a short purple gown that barely went past her ass, and was transparent enough for both teens to see that it was the only thing she was wearing. Slinking into the room, she slid the door closed behind her before strolling slowly across the short distance to her daughter son, her hips swaying all the way. “And how is my darling child this morning?”
Usagi swallowed nervously as ‘his’ mother settled herself in ‘his’ lap. “…f-fine…”
Ikuko smirked and glanced down at the solid member trapped between their bodies. “Really? You certainly don’t look fine.” She reached down and grabbed the column of flesh, drawing a gasp from her ‘son’. “See? It’s all swollen and hot, and so is Ami’s!”
Ami groaned in mock-pain as she stroked the afflicted organ. “Ooh, Mrs Tsukino, it must be infectious!”
“You poor dear! Don’t worry, I’ll fix you right up once I’m through with my son here.” The purple-head turned to her child and gave her…‘him’ a quick kiss on the lips. “Mummy is going to kiss it better. Would you like that?” Not waiting for an answer, Ikuko began sliding down her child’s body, kissing her way across the solid muscles of ‘his’ upper body, then the abdominal muscles, then finally the groin. Kneeling at Usagi’s feet, the sexy mother of two examined the shaft’s head. “…Ami, it seems to be leaking a pearly white fluid. Is that normal?”
It was Ami’s turn to smirk. “Yes, I believe so. Don’t worry, it’s completely harmless.” Ikuko wasn’t listening, though; her head was already bobbing in her ‘son’s’ lap, drawing groans and gasps from the young ‘man’.
As Ami shifted to get a better view of the action, she had no idea that she wasn’t the only one watching…
‘Yesss…suck it, Ikuko…’
All of the Senshi had been changed to some degree by the Hentai Youma. Considering the resources at her disposal, it should be no surprise to anyone that Setsuna has become a bit of a voyeur. Said Senshi of Time was currently seated before the Gates of Time, watching Usagi’s mother go down on ‘him’ while Ami jerked off. Like any good couch potato, Setsuna had her favorite ‘channels’; people that she liked watching more than others. The Mizuno family and their servant, Makoto, were one example. That all-female martial arts team that got caught in the crossfire was another. Her fellow Outer Senshi were always arousing, though personally, Setsuna preferred actually being a part of that action, rather than watching through the Gates.
‘That’s it Ami, stuff that pussy…’ Through the Gate, Setsuna watched as Ami dropped to her knees behind Ikuko, lifting the mother’s naked rear up so she and Usagi could ‘spit-roast’ the horny woman. Setsuna herself was sitting on the ground, leaning back with her legs spread wide. As the action heated up, one of Setsuna’s gloved hands crept past her flipped-up black skirt, rubbing the moistening front of her costume’s panties.
Setsuna flinched. “Kuso!” Hurriedly standing and tidying herself up, Setsuna wiped the Gate ‘clean’ and arranged herself into what used to be her customary position; five meters away from the Gate, standing to attention with staff in hand. Just in time, too…
“Hello?”
Setsuna bowed slightly to the image of her younger self. “Greetings. I believe you wish to know the fate of the rest of the Senshi?”
Her younger self nodded, somewhat worried. “Yes. As you no doubt know, they’ve been in the enemy’s lair for almost two hours now.”
The Setsuna of the Present smiled reassuringly. “Don’t worry, they are unharmed. The enemy was weak, but numerous. Actually, they could use your help rounding up and destroying the stragglers.”
Past Setsuna smiled back, relieved. “I’ll do that. Thank you for your assistance.”
As her younger self turned and walked away, the Present Setsuna resisted the urge to whistle in admiration. ‘Hotaru was right; I really do have a sexy ass.’ She couldn’t tell which was more of a turn-on; the sight of that swaying rear, or the knowledge of what was about to happen to that perfectly tanned, mouth-wateringly firm, oh-so-round and biteable… ‘Take a deep breath Setsuna, you’re starting to get weird.’
Wiping the Gate clear once more, Setsuna felt the urge to pick up where she’d left off. ‘But who should I watch?’
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