After noting that she was as naked, she looked around, curiously.
Strange. I don't think I've ever been here before. I wonder where I am?
In the blackness something moved. Rather the blackness itself moved. She felt a sensation, a shape, twenty times her own size or at least much larger than her own move it's leg around something else.
Someone else?
She was standing in it. Near the navel.
It wasn't her own body. It was bigger, number, female...
I don't understand...
The 'shape' opened it's mouth and... kissed something.
Male.
She lifted her hand to her mouth as she felt the same sensation herself.
me.
It moved it's arms around the other body and a thrill ran up it's back.
But...
She arched her neck as she felt the thrill herself.
I can't!
Something grabbed it's chest and molded it as if it was putty. Larger? Confused, she felt her own not particularly small bossom with her own hands.
The shape began moving franticaly stroking his? backside. It's slit was getting wet. Liquid began seeping out.
Nervously she looked down.
Wet?
A familliar feeling of want mixed with fear coalesced in her stomach.
"NO! DON'T!" She ran away from it. From the feelings of lust and the want and the other body. "I don't want that. I want to stay." She felt the thing around her still. She hadn't moved an inch.
"Please!" She buried her face in her hands. "I just want to be me." As tears rolled down her cheeks, she could feel something entering her. Desperately she looked down, searching for anything that might be something other than what she feared.
Color? It took a minute for her eyes to focus on the foreign blotch of reddish pink in the darkness. That's a... She gasped. "A penis!"
Underneath her, there was an opening in the darkness. Through wich a giant penis was pumping in and out. She was so shocked she barely felt the pleasure it gave her. But, how? Where am I?
"Oh, I want out of this dream NOW!" Everything stopped. The, 'penis' was still there but it wasn't moving. No sensations of movement from the bigger body anymore. Nabiki breathed out.
Nabiki!
She smiled. That's who I am.
"Not for long."
Nabiki turned to the voice. "Wha-?" There was another her standing just a few meters away from her. Like looking at a mirror image, except that this image of her had a bigger chest and was glaring at her.
"Don't bother. It'll make sense to you later." She strolled around Nabiki lazily, as if inspecting her. "I'm Nabiki." The other woman stretched out her hand.
Nabiki took it. "Hi." She shook it curtly. "Look, I just wandered into the wrong room and... I..." Nabiki's chest tightened in fear. "I kissed him! No, he kissed me. Then..." She cocked her head sideways. "I took off my skirt? Why in Sukebes name would I-" Nabiki gulped. Then she looked at the mirror image fearfully. "I did it. Didn't I?"
"Wrong! I did." The other pointed at her chest. As if making a show of the fact it was bigger. "I screwed him. I jumped up and down on his meaty, juicy, delicous cock! I screwed my undersexed brains out. You didn't do anything. All You did, was stand in the sidelines and enjoy it." The other her smirked.
Nabiki frowned. "But, but, I would never allow myself such a, a--"
"Fucking good time?" The image whirled at her. "You idiot! What in the world were you thinking. Passing up perectly good males just so you wouldn't 'lose' yourself?" She sneered. "I am the icequeen, nobody must touch me. What a freaking idiot. Do you know how much I fought to stay alive! It was hell from day one. A prime specimen of cock passed by us and you shied away!" 'Chesty' yelled angrily.
"Oh, sure. He was our father. I understood why you wouldn't want to do it with him. But you didn't improve when we got to school. 'They'd know', you said. 'I'll be stuck as a fucktoy', you said. Did you ever stop to think that it might be enjoyable? No, not Nabiki. She just wants to be human."
Nabiki let the relief flood through her. She's just my sexual frustration. I'll wake up with Kasumi calling everyone to breakfast and everything will be alright.
"Wrong again Nabiki. Or should I call you Miss loser since you're the one who lost?"
"You can hear my thoughts?"
"Actually, they're my thoughts. I'm just lending them to you since I wan't something to yell at." 'Chesty' giggled. "Oh, that felt good." She looked Nabiki over. "Oh what the fuck. I'll feel better." She cleared her throat and spoke more athoritatively. "Miss Loser. I 'regret' to inform you that you are no more. I," she indicated herself, "the Jigglyslut part of you am now fully in control. And I am going to make sure that I get so thuroughly tamed that I will never have to see you again."
She gaped. "What!?"
'Chesty' continued. "I really should thank you I suppose. If you hadn't been so adamant about not becoming a Jigglyslut, I would never have been needed. Nature has to take it's course you know. Of course as things are now, I can really get to work on being a Jigglyslut. Jiggly's only half of the name you know." Chesty giggeled and shook her chest, letting it jiggle comfortably.
"Let me get this straight." Nabiki rubbed her forhead in frustration. "Because I wouldn't get tamed." She saw Chesty arch one of her eyebrows and corrected herself. "Because I wouldn't let any guy touch me, my pokewoman side formed it's own personality?"
Miss loser, you are like, majorly fucked up.
Nabiki looked down at the urm, cock 'hanging' under them. "I suppose you expect me to embrace you by making love to that?"
Chesty rolled her eyes. "No Miss loser. I expect you to dissapear when I say so. You are the old Nabiki. I am the new Nabiki. Now shoo, go away."
Nabiki gulped as she saw he feet slowly begin to dissolve into nothingness.
Fri Apr 26 11:51:05 2002