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Chapter 12 by 2p1k3 2p1k3

What Happens Next?

… Sailor Moon Spies on Ms. Minako Aino

Ms. Mattie Reynolds imperiously summoned Ms. Minako Aino this time. Ms. Usagi Tsukino had grown used to the feelings of disgust as she saw signs of her best friends seemingly uncharacteristically & slavishly giving themselves to the predator. They had also stopped behaving as a cohesive unit with Usagi left out of their growing harem. Not that she wanted to be in it, but they were supposed to be her best friends and increasingly they abandoned her and went off to have fun doing something else.

Minako-chan was even more free-spirited than Ms. Makoto Kino and they both seemed to live until the next chance they got to ride Ms. Reynolds’s massive baby-maker. Out of any of them, Minako-chan would be the first to reject any summons on general principle.

A similar series of events occurred as it had with the other meetings spied on by Usagi. Abundantly demure, Minako-chan summoned her Sailor Venus uniform. Fucking each of them in their soldier uniforms seemed to be a fetish for Sailor Angel.

Then they spent the next thirteen minutes kissing & necking. Except Sailor Venus was the only one to be marked as the property of Ms. Reynolds’s. First, Minako-chan let her oral cavity be pillaged by the older woman.

With back against the outside window of the office, Minako-chan wrapped her legs around Ms. Reynolds’s waist. Usagi was unable to see it, but she knew her best friend’s moist cavern was now being plundered. It made her nipples hard just thinking about it & she hated that.

After releasing the potent & virile seed, it was now dripping out of Sailor Venus’s cunt, Ms. Reynolds turned to walk away. She had composed herself and was done with the still panting tramp.

Usagi could see a thick dollop of semen peeking out from under Minako-chan’s orange skirt, as it left a wet trail down her inner thigh. Unwilling to believe it at first, Usagi was **** to comprehend Sailor Venus’s body language, as she clearly begs Sailor Angel for another round of being ravished by the predator.

Minako-chan was already standing on shuddering legs. Her hips tilted as if she was still struggling to regain control of her body after being impaled on that slab of meat.

Usagi saw Ms. Reynolds smile condescendingly at Minako-chan. Moving back to sweep her back into Ms. Reynolds’s arms, she then spun Minako chan around and threw her up against the glass wall to the outside. Minako-chan whimpered in clear distress of being exposed to the sight of others. However, she let herself be remounted by Ms. Reynolds, who then marked her further by leaving a bite mark in her shoulder deep enough to cause a dribble of blood.

Minako-chan’s legs were now shaking uncontrollably as Ms. Reynolds’s legs stepped outside the soldier’s own and impaled her with a single thrust. Minako-chan’s hips shuddered as she tried to thrust them back at Ms. Reynolds. She was begging to older woman to breed her/

This was obvious because there was no condom used in any of the conquests and human birth control medicine failed to work with their extraterrestrial biological body. There was a very real chance that all of Usagi’s friends were now either pregnant or would soon become pregnant. She swore to herself that she would avoid suffering the same fate. She would be unable to look her mother in the eye if she came home one day pregnant by her school counselor. What would make it worse for Usagi is that she wouldn’t be the only one.

Usagi could still see through her binoculars from across the street, her best friend being impaled on that monster of a cock. Sailor Venus grimaced still from the intrusion into her but said nothing as she was turned into a living fuck-doll. A far fall from the previously independent & free-spirited pretty guardian.

Minako-Chan left drool on the window as she was fucked mindless by her counselor. Ms. Reynolds proceeded to make a personal flesh-light out of Minako’chan’s body and use it for the next sixty minutes. By the end she was gasping for breath and laying on the floor a wet mess of semen mixed with her own love juices.

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