[Episode 140544] [Episode 140544]
Setsuna blinked and turned, confused, to stare at the now empty Gates. ‘Odd. Why did my future self keep the connection open?’ Shaking her head, she put the matter aside for later consideration. She had more important matters to attend to. With a flicker of black energy, the Senshi of Pluto left Charon Castle and appeared in a sinister, yet luxurious room. Her red eyes widened in horror at the sight that greeted her. “By the Gates of Time!”
Three of the Inner Senshi, Mars, Venus, and Jupiter, were scattered through the room, either sprawled on the floor or resting on a piece of furniture. All of them were naked save for the tattered remnants of their uniforms and numerous obscene ropes of semen. ‘H-how can this be!? My future self said they were fine! Just rounding up the stragglers!’
“GGgggrrrrr!”
A growl from behind drew the shocked woman’s attention, and she turned to find the last of the Inner Senshi; the Princess was sleeping face-up on a vast bed, a growling Mercury lying on top of her. Only when the blue-haired Senshi rose from her living bed did Pluto get a good look at the Ice Senshi’s new figure. “My god…Mercury, what did they do to you?” A blush spread across her tanned features as she saw another unwelcome addition being pulled from Sailor Moon’s body by Mercury’s motions, the rigid mass of flesh still dripping with male and female fluids.
“Raaaaarrrrggh!”
Pluto blanched as the enraged Mercury charged, bounding from the bed and towards the staff-wielding soldier with incredible speed, even for a Senshi. The green-haired woman barely had time to bring her weapon up into a defensive position before her opponent crashed into her and drove her to the ground. She quickly found herself losing an impromptu shoving contest, both her and Mercury trying to force the Time Key into a favourable position.
Mercury growled and shifted her posture; now she was straddling Pluto’s thighs, which brought her body-weight to bear and had an unforeseen side-effect…
*GASP!*
Mercury blinked, so surprised by her opponent’s momentary loss of focus that she failed to take advantage of it. She glanced around, trying to figure out, then replicate, whatever distracted her enemy. It didn’t take her savage, but still razor-sharp mind long to work it out; in their struggles, her sizable cock had found it’s way under her enemy’s skirt and brushed against her inner thighs. Grinning lecherously, she ground her crotch against Pluto’s, resulting in a rising blush, wavering arms, and several enticing whimpers.
‘NO!’ Setsuna grimaced, shutting her eyes to avoid looking at the leering genius. With a scream of effort, Pluto shoved the staff up over her head and dropped it down, flexing her abs and raising her legs at the same time, flipping Mercury off of her and slamming the blue-head into the ground. Ignoring the wet feeling left after something brushed across her face, she followed through, rolling back until she was kneeling above Mercury. Twisting her staff free of Ami’s hands, Pluto brought it up high, then slammed the butt of the weapon into the center of her comrade’s tiara, knocking her out.
Scrambling off of the teen, the tanned woman waited until she was on the other side of the room before sighing in relief. Wiping the back of her gloved hand across her forehead, Setsuna was momentarily perplexed by the slick substance she felt against her skin. But only momentarily… “Uuugh!” The Senshi of Pluto moved faster than ever before, tearing a huge chunk of cloth from the bed hangings and furiously scrubbing the…‘stuff’ from her face. She never even noticed the tall, pale figure behind her swinging it’s own weapon way back, then whipping it around in a text-book home-run swing.
*WHAM!!!*
The Present. Which is the previously mentioned Pluto’s future, because she’s in the past…which is her present. Whatever. Anyway, this is voyeur-Pluto’s time period.
*WHAM!!!*
Pluto winced, rubbing the side of her face in memory of the attack. “…that looked almost as painful as it felt…” Shaking her head, she gripped the key staff and focused, waving the staff in the Gate’s general direction, skipping ahead around half an hour.
Back to the Past…
Setsuna groaned softly as she regained consciousness, a slender hand on her cheek and a fading warmth banishing the last of the pain from her previously injured face. ‘That warmth…Hotaru.’ She would have been relieved at the friendly contact, but already she could tell she was in serious trouble; she was standing, her arms tied above her head and her feet bound a set distance apart by a spreader bar that, on opening her eyes, she could easily identify as being her own staff. After biting her lip nervously for a time, Pluto spoke quietly. “…Saturn, can you hear me?”
A vaguely familiar voice responded. “Hai, I can hear you, Setsuna. Don’t worry, there’s nobody else here.”
The Senshi of Time tried looking behind her, but was inhibited by her up-stretched arms. “Come around where I can see you.”
An uncomfortable silence filled the room, and almost a minute passed before the voice answered. “…no.” As Setsuna tensed up, the voice sighed. “You remember what Ami looks like now? Well, the same thing was done to me. I don’t want you to see me like this.”
Setsuna was still cautious, but she relaxed somewhat. “Who did this to you?”
“It doesn’t really matter; I killed him.”
“…then why are we still here?”
Another sigh. “Our now deceased enemy, unlike the rest of our recent opponents, wasn’t interested in us as sex toys; he wanted us as breeding stock. To find out if the child of two Senshi would inherit the powers of both, and also what the results of a senshi/youma mating would be like.”
Pluto flinched. “He was going to have a youma impregnate you?”
“No, apparently that would be ‘inefficient’; a nine month wait between children was far longer than he was prepared to tolerate. It would be much quicker to just give a few of us the necessary organs, and then we could impregnate any number of youma in one go.” ‘Hotaru’ snorted. “An unexpected turn-around. Anyway, after changing me and Ami, he flooded most of his complex with a virus to get us in the mood to test the changes he’d made. Fortunately, his ‘modifications’ made me healthier than ever, and I was able to fight off the effects just long enough to kill him and his minions.”
Setsuna gulped, getting a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach somewhere near the spark of heat that had just ignited. “And what happened to you when you stopped fighting the virus?”
“Um…I ended up doing the same thing Ami was doing, just to Michiru and Haruka.”
The bound Senshi shuddered, ignoring the slowly building heat in her gut. “…Hotaru, untie me. Now, please.”
“I’m afraid we can’t risk it. It’s not called a ‘virus’ for nothing; until it’s burnt out of your system, you’ll infect anyone you come into close contact with. The last thing we need is you spreading infectious lust to the Gates of Time, or even through Tokyo.”
Tugging at the bindings, Pluto frowned. “I’m not infected!”
“Don’t bother trying to break the ropes; I made them from my and Haruka’s uniforms. You’re not going anywhere for now. As for weather or not you’re infected…” *click!*
Setsuna blinked in surprise as a portion of the wall in front of her lit up. When she realized just what the wall had changed into, she gasped, the heat in her belly exploding into a raging inferno that flooded her body. It was Haruka and Michiru.
Hotaru had had fun with her surrogate parents.
The two Senshi lay on a vast bed, in a room similar to the one Pluto had initially teleported into. Neptune was still mostly in uniform (only her panties were missing), lying on her back with one hand resting on a breast, and the other on her lower stomach. There were only two things out of place in the image of the sleeping Outer; the flush of arousal still on her face, and the enormous quantity of thick semen that had oozed from her exposed vagina onto the black sheets. It looked like Hotaru had tried to knock her up higher than the moon.
When it came to her ‘Papa’, though, Hotaru had really gone to town; fucking the blonde everywhere but her pussy. Naked save her boots, tiara, and gloves, the cum oozing from the face-down Senshi’s battered anus was clearly visible, as were the numerous hand-prints turning her firm ass a hot pink. The ‘thoroughly shagged’ look was continued across the rest of her body, cum splattered haphazardly along the length of her lithely muscled form. Her face had several generous streaks and gobs of semen decorating it, mostly around her glossy, dark blue lips, and in her short, messy hair.
Somewhere amongst the chaotic whirlwind of thoughts, Setsuna noticed that her blonde house-mate’s figure had filled out, particularly around her breasts and rear. Weather this had taken place in the past few hours or the past few months, Setsuna honestly couldn’t say; she had spent the vast majority of the latest invasion at the Gates of Time, ordered there by the Princess to make sure at least one Senshi remained uncorrupted by the hentai youma. For all the good it did…
*click!*
“NO! Please, put it back!” The Guardian of the Gates of Time could scarcely believe she had just said that…
“…well, I guess that answers that question.”
Setsuna wasn’t doing so well at this point; she was shivering from the effort it took to suppress her desires, and beads of sweat were making their way down her fiercely blushing face. “What…what are you going to do to me?”
“I’m not going to ‘take’ you without your permission, if that’s what you mean, but by now you can see that trying to ride out the duration of the virus alone will be incredibly painful.” Soft footsteps crossed the room, until Hotaru was only a few feet behind her older friend. “You have to choose, while you still have enough of your mind to make the choice; you can go through this alone, or I can…ease your suffering.”
The tanned woman panted. “Can you…can you just stay for m-moral support?”
“I’m sorry, Setsuna, but no. I have a degree of self-control at the moment, but that’s only because I’ve been screwing Michiru and Haruka for hours. I think I have a while to go before I succumb to the virus once more, but if I stay in this room, I will sleep with you.” Hotaru waited for a moment before clapping her hands, startling her comrade. “I’m going to walk to the door, and if you don’t stop me before I close it behind me, I’m going to leave you on your own. It’s not fair, I know, but it’s the best I can do.” With that, the footprints moved away again.
Setsuna hung her head, her mind racing as she tried to decide…
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