Destroying One's Happiness
AnimeVore,GTS,GT,Shrink,Unbirth,AnalVore
chapter 45
by
copier
· original author:
fearboy
Washu was back at her computer, going over the video of Tenchi and Mihoshi’s latest encounter. Ayeka was in another room, being poked and prodded by one of her machines for no other reason but to keep the pompous royal out of her hair. The screen was filled with a freeze frame shot of the two lying together, content and happy. Seeing such happiness tugged at Washu’s heartstrings, making her long for the same kind of companionship, or at least a good lay. Right now, Washu was going over all the data taken from watching the two of them go at it like rabid dogs and she was finding all the information very informative, not only educational about Mihoshi, but also Tenchi.
“Seven orgasms and he’s still conscious!” Washu said in utter amazement. She had always knew the boy was holding back on the self-pleasure, but had he been storing since he hit puberty? Washu had been with quiet a few men and usually it was bang, boom, and goodnight. It was frustrating that Tenchi had all that to give and he couldn’t give her one drop to sample and test. Now, Washu felt really disappointed that she missed her chance with Tenchi, he was a genuine scientific marvel if he could keep it up seven times. Washu vowed that day to somehow get Tenchi into her laboratory and test how many times he could rise to the occasion. Maybe she could ask Mihoshi to help, she seemed to be able to work magic on Tenchi’s little solider.
Returning to other matters, Washu started typing away, looking over the other information beyond Tenchi’s endurance.
“What is in your head, you bubble brain?” Washu said to herself, using one of her many nicknames for the once hapless space officer. Her and Mihoshi’s relationship had always been a rocky one, mostly because of Mihoshi’s habit to wander into her lab and break everything she touched. Even still, Washu had a soft spot for the dim, once little blond. Her tenacity and drive to better herself earned a small bit of respect from the universe’s brightest mind. Washu really did want to help Mihoshi, but she was starting to think returning Mihoshi to normal might do the opposite for her. Since the growth, Mihoshi had seemed so happy and full of life, more so then Washu had ever seen. If she fixed Mihoshi, would she go back to the weak willed girl that let everyone step on her? It was dilemma Washu was thinking about more and more.
“Sigh. Why couldn’t you have been miserable as an Amazon and begged me to fix you?” Washu asked the still picture of Mihoshi on the screen. The blissful look on Mihoshi’s face only served to further incense Washu, who eventually had to look away. She was used to being objective about these types of things, but seeing the happy couple on the screen filled her with unease. Washu knew she couldn’t stop looking for a cure because there was an off chance that Mihoshi might be infected with something dangerous. Still, the only thing Mihoshi had seemed to do since she started growing was seduce Tenchi, so maybe whatever was affecting her was only making her horny for sex. If that was the case, Washu wouldn’t fix Mihoshi, she’d replicate it and sell it to husbands with detached wives. Washu cackled at the thoughts of the universe filled with Amazon women, getting it on all day long. Every man in the universe would thank her.
“What are you laughing about?”
Washu’s grin faltered, she’d left the door open and Ayeka had heard her laugh from the other room. She didn’t have to worry about her coming in though, Ayeka was tied down to a table being violated by every contraption Washu had on hand.
“Nothing, just thinking about something funny!” Washu called back to Ayeka. She turned to the screen again, admiring Tenchi lying nude on Mihoshi’s colossal body. She knew that he was with Mihoshi now, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t admire him in his naked glory. Besides, there was an off chance that Mihoshi’s sex drive might continue to grow like her body, making her more accepting of sharing. Washu had no plans to take Tenchi away, but she was more then willing to borrow him for a night on the town. Wouldn’t that be a treat?
“Lets just hope this all doesn’t end in tragedy.” Washu started typing away, now more determined then ever to figure out what was causing Mihoshi’s growth. She couldn’t wait for Ryoko any longer, she had to figure out if anything was wrong. wordlessly, Washu hoped she would find nothing wrong with Mihoshi and she could remain as she was, happy.
“Seven orgasms and he’s still conscious!” Washu said in utter amazement. She had always knew the boy was holding back on the self-pleasure, but had he been storing since he hit puberty? Washu had been with quiet a few men and usually it was bang, boom, and goodnight. It was frustrating that Tenchi had all that to give and he couldn’t give her one drop to sample and test. Now, Washu felt really disappointed that she missed her chance with Tenchi, he was a genuine scientific marvel if he could keep it up seven times. Washu vowed that day to somehow get Tenchi into her laboratory and test how many times he could rise to the occasion. Maybe she could ask Mihoshi to help, she seemed to be able to work magic on Tenchi’s little solider.
Returning to other matters, Washu started typing away, looking over the other information beyond Tenchi’s endurance.
“What is in your head, you bubble brain?” Washu said to herself, using one of her many nicknames for the once hapless space officer. Her and Mihoshi’s relationship had always been a rocky one, mostly because of Mihoshi’s habit to wander into her lab and break everything she touched. Even still, Washu had a soft spot for the dim, once little blond. Her tenacity and drive to better herself earned a small bit of respect from the universe’s brightest mind. Washu really did want to help Mihoshi, but she was starting to think returning Mihoshi to normal might do the opposite for her. Since the growth, Mihoshi had seemed so happy and full of life, more so then Washu had ever seen. If she fixed Mihoshi, would she go back to the weak willed girl that let everyone step on her? It was dilemma Washu was thinking about more and more.
“Sigh. Why couldn’t you have been miserable as an Amazon and begged me to fix you?” Washu asked the still picture of Mihoshi on the screen. The blissful look on Mihoshi’s face only served to further incense Washu, who eventually had to look away. She was used to being objective about these types of things, but seeing the happy couple on the screen filled her with unease. Washu knew she couldn’t stop looking for a cure because there was an off chance that Mihoshi might be infected with something dangerous. Still, the only thing Mihoshi had seemed to do since she started growing was seduce Tenchi, so maybe whatever was affecting her was only making her horny for sex. If that was the case, Washu wouldn’t fix Mihoshi, she’d replicate it and sell it to husbands with detached wives. Washu cackled at the thoughts of the universe filled with Amazon women, getting it on all day long. Every man in the universe would thank her.
“What are you laughing about?”
Washu’s grin faltered, she’d left the door open and Ayeka had heard her laugh from the other room. She didn’t have to worry about her coming in though, Ayeka was tied down to a table being violated by every contraption Washu had on hand.
“Nothing, just thinking about something funny!” Washu called back to Ayeka. She turned to the screen again, admiring Tenchi lying nude on Mihoshi’s colossal body. She knew that he was with Mihoshi now, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t admire him in his naked glory. Besides, there was an off chance that Mihoshi’s sex drive might continue to grow like her body, making her more accepting of sharing. Washu had no plans to take Tenchi away, but she was more then willing to borrow him for a night on the town. Wouldn’t that be a treat?
“Lets just hope this all doesn’t end in tragedy.” Washu started typing away, now more determined then ever to figure out what was causing Mihoshi’s growth. She couldn’t wait for Ryoko any longer, she had to figure out if anything was wrong. wordlessly, Washu hoped she would find nothing wrong with Mihoshi and she could remain as she was, happy.
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