The power of desire
AnimeVore,GTS,GT,Shrink,Unbirth,AnalVore
chapter 20
by
copier
· original author:
somedude248
"Wow, I love it! Can I keep it?"
"No," Washu sighed as she looked on at the hologram currently covering Mihoshi. In order to get a better sense of what clothes would fit her new colossal scale, she had several holograms overlap clothing over her naked body in an attempt to find the proper scales. Of course Mihoshi went and picked out the most expensive looking dress from the list of choices, and now a one piece Chinese dress adorned her body, her shoulders bare and legs moderately covered by the holographic outfit.
"You're not going to sleep in that, right?"
"Well, no," Mihoshi stumbled, "but I really like..."
"In the morning. Right now," Washu added as she switched the controls, revealing a modest set of pajamas with full pants and long sleeves, "this is easier to make. I'll see about getting you more clothes later."
"OK," she sighed, watching as a nearby machine soon created the pair of pajamas, set to her exact measurements. "Do I have to sleep here though?"
"No," Washu answered. "You touched Tenchi without hurting him, so I'm sure that you're not a threat to anyone. I'm sure you'll be just fine sleeping in the guest room upstairs. Whatever the problem is, we'll fix it in the morning" That was only partially her reason, the same as before. If the force field wasn't working, well, she didn't trust Mihoshi in the lab without something keeping her on the proverbial leash. To hell with Ryoko and Ayeka's jealousy, her laboratory came first.
"And Tenchi?" she asked, looking at the still unconscious boy.
"Bring him back to his room. I'll go with you, just in case," she added. Mihoshi nodded, and lifted Tenchi into her arms. He felt so light in her grip, but at the same time, she couldn't help but blush looking down upon his sleeping body.
During the midst of all of this, the Torn was quickly learning all the nuances and desires of the host it was occupying. Most curious was the desire for the boy Tenchi. The desire she had for him was not the same as the desire he was infused with to fulfill the wishes of his master. It was personal, powerful, and multifaceted.
It was something worth observing. Desire was quickly begin to make the Torn think in ways its creator would have never imagined.
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"Well princess, I see you're awake."
"Miss Ryoko," Ayeka groaned, looking on at the space pirate in front of her, "I trust you have a reason for waking me up?"
"The 8 foot tall Amazon that Tenchi's eyes have been straying towards. She needs to go, NOW."
Ayeka nodded in agreement. When Kiyone first announced that Mihoshi and her were moving out, the pair were only too happy to help them look for apartments. Kiyone, ever the career minded workaholic, had no interest in Tenchi, but the doe eyed blond was another story entirely, always staring at him longingly whenever Tenchi wasn't noticing. With her gone, Ayeka and Ryoko were free to focus on their feud between each other, at least until tonight.
"Well, how do you suppose we do that?" the Jurinian princess asked.
"We need to get her back to Galaxy Police, that's how," Ryoko replied. "We need to get Kiyone over here to haul her back to their headquarters. Mihoshi goes back to work, gets shrunk to normal, goes off with her little master, everybody wins. Except you of course."
"Still practicing the same delusions I see," Ayeka replied. "But you'll never win Tenchi's..."
The two were interrupted by a loud thud outside the door. Hurriedly, they opened it, expecting Mihoshi was going somewhere she wasn't supposed to.
"Shouldn't you be in bed?"
"Miss Washu...I didn't mean to..."
"Go back to bed. It's 1 in the morning. Got it?"
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With Washu having returned to her lab, Mihoshi set Tenchi down in her bed. She couldn't help but stare longingly at him. Oh how she wished to stay here with him, but she was far too shy to admit that to herself. She couldn't let Tenchi see him like this, right near a bed.
Right?
The Torn, having observed Mihoshi's shyness, quite frankily found the response utterly ridiculous. It was obvious the host wanted to be with the boy, to fulfill her desires in relationship to him, so why should she let a mere emotion stand in her way? It was self inflicted, and not a valid reason to avoid fulfilling her desires.
A part of Mihoshi agreed, placing Tenchi's form on her lap as she sat in the bed, the mattress squealing under the pressure of the amazon's weight. She wanted to stay with him, but what would he think? This all seemed so sudden to her.
"No," Washu sighed as she looked on at the hologram currently covering Mihoshi. In order to get a better sense of what clothes would fit her new colossal scale, she had several holograms overlap clothing over her naked body in an attempt to find the proper scales. Of course Mihoshi went and picked out the most expensive looking dress from the list of choices, and now a one piece Chinese dress adorned her body, her shoulders bare and legs moderately covered by the holographic outfit.
"You're not going to sleep in that, right?"
"Well, no," Mihoshi stumbled, "but I really like..."
"In the morning. Right now," Washu added as she switched the controls, revealing a modest set of pajamas with full pants and long sleeves, "this is easier to make. I'll see about getting you more clothes later."
"OK," she sighed, watching as a nearby machine soon created the pair of pajamas, set to her exact measurements. "Do I have to sleep here though?"
"No," Washu answered. "You touched Tenchi without hurting him, so I'm sure that you're not a threat to anyone. I'm sure you'll be just fine sleeping in the guest room upstairs. Whatever the problem is, we'll fix it in the morning" That was only partially her reason, the same as before. If the force field wasn't working, well, she didn't trust Mihoshi in the lab without something keeping her on the proverbial leash. To hell with Ryoko and Ayeka's jealousy, her laboratory came first.
"And Tenchi?" she asked, looking at the still unconscious boy.
"Bring him back to his room. I'll go with you, just in case," she added. Mihoshi nodded, and lifted Tenchi into her arms. He felt so light in her grip, but at the same time, she couldn't help but blush looking down upon his sleeping body.
During the midst of all of this, the Torn was quickly learning all the nuances and desires of the host it was occupying. Most curious was the desire for the boy Tenchi. The desire she had for him was not the same as the desire he was infused with to fulfill the wishes of his master. It was personal, powerful, and multifaceted.
It was something worth observing. Desire was quickly begin to make the Torn think in ways its creator would have never imagined.
**************************************************************************** *********************
"Well princess, I see you're awake."
"Miss Ryoko," Ayeka groaned, looking on at the space pirate in front of her, "I trust you have a reason for waking me up?"
"The 8 foot tall Amazon that Tenchi's eyes have been straying towards. She needs to go, NOW."
Ayeka nodded in agreement. When Kiyone first announced that Mihoshi and her were moving out, the pair were only too happy to help them look for apartments. Kiyone, ever the career minded workaholic, had no interest in Tenchi, but the doe eyed blond was another story entirely, always staring at him longingly whenever Tenchi wasn't noticing. With her gone, Ayeka and Ryoko were free to focus on their feud between each other, at least until tonight.
"Well, how do you suppose we do that?" the Jurinian princess asked.
"We need to get her back to Galaxy Police, that's how," Ryoko replied. "We need to get Kiyone over here to haul her back to their headquarters. Mihoshi goes back to work, gets shrunk to normal, goes off with her little master, everybody wins. Except you of course."
"Still practicing the same delusions I see," Ayeka replied. "But you'll never win Tenchi's..."
The two were interrupted by a loud thud outside the door. Hurriedly, they opened it, expecting Mihoshi was going somewhere she wasn't supposed to.
"Shouldn't you be in bed?"
"Miss Washu...I didn't mean to..."
"Go back to bed. It's 1 in the morning. Got it?"
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With Washu having returned to her lab, Mihoshi set Tenchi down in her bed. She couldn't help but stare longingly at him. Oh how she wished to stay here with him, but she was far too shy to admit that to herself. She couldn't let Tenchi see him like this, right near a bed.
Right?
The Torn, having observed Mihoshi's shyness, quite frankily found the response utterly ridiculous. It was obvious the host wanted to be with the boy, to fulfill her desires in relationship to him, so why should she let a mere emotion stand in her way? It was self inflicted, and not a valid reason to avoid fulfilling her desires.
A part of Mihoshi agreed, placing Tenchi's form on her lap as she sat in the bed, the mattress squealing under the pressure of the amazon's weight. She wanted to stay with him, but what would he think? This all seemed so sudden to her.
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