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Liar.

Moaning in agony and a small measure of enjoyment (he didn't believe this,
and wouldn't), Sasami rolled under Jeff, and was nearly smothered before he
rolled back over. She wasn't getting into it, at all: he had to force her,
despite his promise to be gentle, and force her to move with him, so that he
could get that sweet, lugubrious friction that pleasured him so much. Move.
Movement. Aahh--

"Sasami, I'm so sorry..." he said, moving faster now, feeling another wave
of pleasure rolling from within his abdomen. "Good bye."

"I--hate... you..." she managed to groan out, before screaming--yes,
absolutely *screaming* in climax, an unrighteous orgasm that shattered
everything she knew, leaving her drained, depressed, and limp. Jeff, who was
near-oblivious from pleasure now, groaned himself, and bucked his hips one
last time, sending his semen flowing up her, *into* her.

There was no chance that she would actually get pregnant, of course... and
it didn't matter. Their child was already born.

Jeff lay there, feeling the night air wash over his sweating body, freezing
him. He pulled out of her, looking at his limp penis in numb surprise. The
girl was lying there, half-conscious, mostly in shock from the pain, still
shivering from cold. He lied down on the grass, feeling the cold pangs of
creeping realization gripping his very soul.

He'd done it.

Now, he had to pay.

He couldn't stay with pictures.... and movies, could he? Frantic nights of
masturbation, searching over the Internet, typing in "kiddie porn" in the
search field in hopes of finding.. *it*... and nothing sated him. He was a
monster, growing and feeding on this, and he did nothing to stop it. Under
the guise that he could control himself and that he was fine, he continued
to stare at them in public. Sometimes they looked back, usually
suspiciously. Other times they smiled, and managed to carry on a
conversation before being dragged away by their parents.

Heh, idiots.

Little girls were beautiful. They weren't like anything else in the world.
They had a certain charm, innocence, and naivety about them that simply
wasn't there in anything else. Sure, little boys were cute... but they were
brash, crude, ugly. It was a Lewis Carroll type of mindset, really, but one
that he was proud to have.

Yeah. One he constantly made references to in real life during
conversations, in hopes that someone would notice and slap him for his
disgusting weakness. One that he was both ashamed and proud of. Such a thing
was not allowed in society... and yet, he had never cared much for society,
so why should that matter to him?

They were beautiful: their minds... their personalities, and--

--their bodies.

It was the ugly, irrevocable fact. Their bodies. In the beauty of love, it
was the single marring factor that prevented him from becoming what he said
he was and instead turning into what others believed him to be. He made so
many claims to the opposite... loving them for their mind, not their body,
like they were women instead of girls (ah, but they *were* women, in his
ideals... then again, his ideals didn't mean anything at all), and such. It
all amounted to nothing.

Nothing anymore. He didn't care.

His life was a bunch of contradictions and lies. He constantly claimed one
thing, and did the opposite. He would have to stand for it now.

He knew what he had to do... he had to say one thing, and do it all the way,
or fully sully his own words.

If he hated their minds... if he loved only their bodies...

... then...

Jeff got up slowly, shaking the dizziness from his head. His first sexual
experience... who would have thought that it would be like this? He picked
up Sasami in his arms--not too gently, this time, because he was no longer
deluding himself under his false ideals--and began walking.

He only loved their bodies. They were a piece of flesh.

He made his way over to the flowing river in a few minutes, and looked at
the murky water, contemplating. Thinking in silence. The girl was out cold
now, having finally succumbed to the effects of hypothermia. He touched her
hand, and slowly wrapped his fingers around her little palm, feeling the
utter coldness of it. It was as if all the heat had disappeared after he had
come in her, the hot, stinking ejaculate absorbing the heat rather than
giving it.

Jeff felt a sudden tightening up in his face, and he began to cry.

"Oh, SHIT!" he shrieked, looking at Sasami's face. "SHIIIT!!"

The girl didn't respond. He never expected her to, ever again.

Kneeling down, Jeff took Sasami by the hair, and pressed her face
underwater. For the first seven seconds, nothing happened. Then, there was a
sudden, violent jerking of limbs and a desperate flail to surface. He grimly
bit his lower lip and continued holding her face under, using his other hand
to restrain her from surfacing too much. The struggling continued for
another minute, as Jeff stared mutely at Sasami's bare back, watching as his
tears splashed onto her pale flesh.

Then the struggling became weaker... and finally ceased.

Sobbing now, Jeff pulled her up from the water. Her eyes, which were once
shining and bright with life, were now dull and clouded. Her face was tinged
a faint blue. Jeff slowly pressed his cheek against hers, feeling the icy
coldness on his own warmth, and stood up. Sasami's head promptly lolled over
to the side, and water, dark as the surrounding night, spilled out from
her mouth in an unwilling trickle.

It's over now.

Jeff slowly turned around, wiped his tears, and began smirking.

"Heh."

He never did have emotions to start out with.

       

"Sasami? Sasami! Wake up!"

Aeka's voice was stern, and very worried. This was the first time Sasami had
missed cooking breakfast, an event that had thrown the entire morning into
chaos. Noboyuki, expecting breakfast, had gotten up to see that he was
alone. He promptly went back to sleep. Then Ryoko had popped into the
kitchen via the adjoining wall, expecting the savory aroma of Sasami's
cooking to fill her nostrils. Nothing there.

By the time Aeka got up, everyone else was extremely worried; where was
Sasami? Ryoko immediately snarled, and lunged towards Jeff's room--

--and there he was, sleeping like a big fat baby.

"Jeff?" Ryoko muttered, looking around the room oddly. Sasami wasn't one to
play hide-and-seek when she should be cooking, but this was an odd
situation, so anything was possible.

Jeff, meanwhile, looked up from his futon. "Oh, Ryoko. What?"

"You... haven't seen Sasami around, have you?" she asked slowly, eyeing him
warily.

"Actually, yeah. She couldn't sleep last night, so the two of us went
swimming, and..." Jeff didn't know why he was saying this. He had a penchant
for telling the truth when he should be lying... then again, he was doing
both in this case.

Ryoko's stunned silence quickly became narrow suspicion. "I don't believe
you," she said. "You better tell me where the hell she is right *now*, Jeff,
before I decide to get a bit... nasty."

"Sure," Jeff said amiably, and got up from his futon. Ryoko then noticed
that Jeff was completely naked, and that the triangle of his crotch was
spattered with tiny flecks of dried blood. She had him in a chokehold in an
instant, her expression one of murderous intent.

"What did you *do* to her!" she bellowed, an orange blade of energy
appearing in one hand.

Jeff smiled casually and looked down at his imminent death with no fear
whatsoever. "If you kill me it'll take you longer to find her," he said.

Ryoko paused, then set him down, letting the energy blade remain. "Take me
there. All of us. Me, Washu, Aeka. *NOW*."

He nodded, then ambled off to the kitchen where they were all gathered.
"C'mon," he said, waving. "I got something to show you."

Aeka and Washu looked towards Ryoko, and the anger in her face spoke for
itself. The three began to move outside, following Jeff. He took them
straight to the river, where Sasami's stiff corpse was laying there, her
face fixed in a permanent expression of pain and misunderstanding. He smiled
at them, then fell to the ground onto his back, giggling.

Washu was the only one who looked complacent, although the faint tingle of
energy in the air was an ominous sign. Aeka stared at the body of her dead
sister in utter shock, unable to speak, her hands at her mouth. Ryoko, on
the other hand, didn't go for such theatrics, and instead teleported above
Jeff, her expression bordering on insane hatred now.

"Wait a second," Washu said quickly, and before Ryoko could do anything, she
was imprisoned in a clear bubble of force next to Aeka. The scientist turned
to Jeff, her face disturbed but calm.

"Why did you do it?" she said. "That's what I want to know, and I'm going to
get that out of you before you die."

Jeff smiled, still giggling. "Why?" he said. "Well... let me tell you a
little about myself, Washu..."

"Tenchi, you are a loser!" taunted a menacing voice.

    "Huh? What the fuck! Where am I?" said Tenchi as he looked around
at unfamiliar surroundings.

    "You are on a plate of sashimi," said the voice.

    "Okay then..." Tenchi said as his voice trailed off.

    At that moment Tenchi heard a familiar voice.

    "Oh Tenchi! Wake up my Tenchi!"

    Tenchi woke up from his sleep to see Ryoko hovering over him,
but something was wrong with Ryoko today. That's when Tenchi noticed it,
Ryoko's eye was missing.

    "Ryoko! Your eye! It's missing!" gasped Tenchi.

    "Of course it is! Don't you know! Since the animators never gave me
a cunt, I have to use the next best thing instead," explained Ryoko.

    "But couldn't you have used your, uh, butt instead of your eye
socket?" asked Tenchi.

    "Washu plugged my ass up with butt plugs, so I'm left with my eye
socket. Well? How'bout it Tenchi? Wanna fuck my eye socket?" asked Ryoko.

    "Stop right there you monster! You will not have the pleasure of
having Tenchi up your eye socket!" yelled Ayeka as she busted into Tenchi's
room.

    "Hey! What happened to the security on Tenchi's door?" asked Ryoko.

    "Azaka and Kamadake were horny, so I let them have sex with it,"
answered Ayeka.

    "Hey! What's going on here! This is fucked up! How can logs have sex
with a security system?!" yelled out Tenchi.

    "Because you are on a plate of sashimi Tenchi. You will now see the
one you desire most enter your room now," said the unknown voice.

    And at that moment Noboyuki entered the room. Tenchi gazed at his
father, Tenchi couldn't stop himself from getting an erection from looking
at his father. Noboyuki stared back at Tenchi and blushed, it was obvious
that Noboyuki wanted Tenchi.

    "Father, please, give it to me up the ass," said Tenchi, trying to
sound as seductive as he could to his father.

    "Tenchi! You have given me a huge erection, and Ryoko's eye socket
is just amazing too," said Noboyuki, "Hey Ryoko? Would you mind if I used the
blood from your eye socket to lubricate my penis?"

    "Of course, you are Tenchi's dad after all," said Ryoko.

    "Please! Use my eye instead! Jurai blood is better than that demon's
blood any day!" said Ayeka as she pushed Ryoko out of the way.

    "Hmmm... Tenchi, I'm going to use Ryoko's eye socket, you should
go to Ayeka and puncture her eye with your penis. That way we'll have twice
as much lubricant," said Noboyuki as he grabbed Ryoko's head and pushed his
penis into Ryoko's eye socket.

    "Tenchi, please, puncture my eye with your penis, I want to feel the
pleasure that you can only get when you are fucked in the eye," said Ayeka.

    "Are you sure about this Ayeka? I mean, I've heard stories of women
who've lost their eye for the first time, and they all say that it's very
painful," asked Tenchi.

    "Yes, I'm sure, I've wanted it like this even since the first time
I laid eyes on you," said Ayeka.

    "But you kicked me off your bed... oh well, never mind," said Tenchi
as he put his penis in front of Ayeka's eye. Tenchi quickly punctured Ayeka's
eye, and entered her socket. He could feel Ayeka's brain with his penis,
the pleasure was just too much for him. Tenchi shot his semen onto Ayeka's
brain.

    As Tenchi regained his composure he noticed that Ayeka was on the
floor. She was wriggling like crazy due to the fact that she had just had
her brain hit by Tenchi's penis.

    "Tenchi! You haven't forgotten about me have you?" said Noboyuki.

    "Of course not dad! Here, let me spread my ass out for you so you
can enter me," said Tenchi as he spread out his ass.

    Tenchi wasn't prepared for what happened next. Noboyuki entered
Tenchi quickly and started pumping his penis in and out of his sons anus.

    "Oh yeah dad! You like that don't you! Come on fuck your son! Your
nothing more than a pig are you?" Tenchi yelled to his dad.

    "Oh yes Tenchi! You're so tight, I think I'm gonna cum in your ass!"
yelled Noboyuki as he fucked his son.

    "Tell me dad! Who's a better fuck? Me or mom? Tell me or you can't
cum in me!" yelled Tenchi.

    "You are Tenchi! Your so much tighter than she was!" answered
Noboyuki, "Oh Tenchi! I'm cumming!" yelled Noboyuki as he came into his sons
ass.

    "Oh dad, that was so great, we have to do that more often," said
Tenchi.

    "Let's go downstairs to see what Sasami cooked for breakfast," said
Noboyuki.

    "Okay, let's go."

-

    "Wow Sasami! That smells great what is it?" asked Tenchi.

    "Don't call me Sasami! I'm getting my name changed to Susami!" yelled
Sasami/Susami.

    "So what did you cook?" asked Tenchi.

    "I cooked my leg, that's why my leg is amputated now," said
Sasami/Susami.

    "Tenchi! You are a loser! You are on a plate of Sashimi," said the
voice.

    Tenchi suddenly got dizzy as he heard those words. After a few
seconds Tenchi fell to the ground and passed out.

-

    Tenchi awoke to only find himself, sleeping on a plate of Sashimi.

    "Well I guess that must have been a dream then, Dad was so good too,"
Tenchi thought aloud.

    "Hey Tenchi! Look what I got!" yelled Noboyuki.

    "What is it dad?"

    "I got Ryo-Oh-Ki's eye socket!"

"Tenchi! Do it harder!" yelled Yosho as he attacked Tenchi with his
wooden sword.

    "Grandpa! I'm doing it as hard as I can!" Tenchi shouted back to his
Grandpa while blocking the attack. Yosho quickly swung his sword around and
hit Tenchi in the head. Tenchi fell onto the ground and passed out.

    Tenchi groggily woke up and tried to stand up, but his legs wouldn't
move. Tenchi blinked a few times and was able to see clearly now, his legs
were bound with rope to a pole, he was also naked and in his Grandpa’s
shrine. Tenchi tried to move his arms, but they were tied up to a pole as
well.

    "Ryoko! Washu! Who ever you are! Let me out right now!" screamed
Tenchi as he struggled to get out of the ropes.

    "Hehehe, so you finally woke up Tenchi!," snickered Yosho as he
walked towards Tenchi.

    "Grandpa!" yelled Tenchi in joy, "Hurry up and untie me! Someone
tied me up!"

    Yosho looked at Tenchi and grinned, "Tenchi, you fool, I tied you
up. If someone else tried to tie you up in my shrine they wouldn't have
survived."

    "So is this part of my training then?" asked Tenchi.

    "If you were a woman, maybe, but no, I'm just horny," said Yosho as
he started to take off his belt.

    "Grandpa! NO! You can't be serious!" screamed Tenchi struggling even
harder to get out of the ropes.

    "Tenchi!!!" yelled Yosho as he pulled out his penis from under his
robes, "This will be fun!!!"

    "No Grandpa! Please don't! Ryoko, Ayeka, Washu, Mihoshi, and even
Sasami I can understand but why you?" pleaded Tenchi.

    "Did you ever think why I let your pathetic father marry my daughter
Tenchi?" asked Yosho.

    "You bastard! Leave mother out of this!!!" screamed Tenchi.

    "I fucked Noboyuki, and he was pretty good too," stated Yosho, "But
still I've really been doing this since I was born on Jurai."

    "Ewww..." gagged Tenchi, "That's kinda more than I needed to know
Grandpa."

    "Shut up Tenchi!" commanded Yosho, "I'm going to fuck your ass,
because right now you're my bitch!"

    "NOOOOOOOOO!!!" yelled Tenchi.

    Ryo-Oh-Ki was busy hopping around in the carrot patch when suddenly
it heard Tenchi scream coming from Yosho's shrine. "MIYA!!" it said to itself
as it hopped towards the shrine. It could hear Tenchi getting louder as it
got closer to the door of the shrine.

    Ryo-Oh-Ki looked inside of the shrine and saw Tenchi tied up and
naked. Ryo-Oh-Ki entered the shrine and walked towards Tenchi, but it only
took a few steps when it was picked up by the scruff of the neck.

    "Now now Ryo-Oh-Ki, we can't have you telling Ryoko and Washu what's
happening here can we?" questioned Yosho as he took his other hand and put
it around Ryo-Oh-Ki's scrawny carrot fed neck.

    "MIYA!!!" cried Ryo-Oh-Ki as it tried to break free of Yosho's
powerful grasp.

    If Ryoko hadn't been drinking sake that night she might have heard
Ryo-Oh-Ki's cry, but unfortunately she had been trying to break an old record
of two hundred and six bottles. Ryoko didn't remember if that was the record
but when she woke up the next morning from drinking she saw the number
written on her hand, it might have been an address, or an important number,
but Ryoko figured if it was important she would have remembered, so she
assumed that it must have been how many bottles of sake she drunk, because
she had a terrible hangover.


    Washu on the other hand was busy checking her experiment. Her
experiment was too see if Ryoko could figure out what the two hundred and six
on her hand meant. Washu figured Ryoko would never figure out that two
hundred and six was really how many brain cells Mihoshi had multiplied by 10.
Washu was having a kick out of Ryoko getting drunk and trying to re-enact the
entire war of 1812 before she passed out and fell face first onto the
floor. But while she was having all this fun she forgot that she was supposed
to be observing and she started to drink some of Ryoko's sake, Washu wasn't
exactly a good drinker so within ten bottles she passed out too.

    Mihoshi, well Mihoshi was being Mihoshi. Let's just say that staring
at the clothes spinning around in the drier isn't exactly the best way to
spend evenings.

    Noboyuki was busy looking in Ayeka's window when Azaka and Kamidake
ambushed him from behind. Noboyuki and the logs fell from Ayeka's window
and landed on the ground stirring up a huge commotion in Ayeka's room.
Ayeka stuck her head out of the window to see Noboyuki and Azaka and Kamidake
sprawled across the ground. "REALLY MR. MASAKI!!!" was all that Ayeka could
say, but none of them could hear Ryo-Oh-Ki's cry for help, except for
Sasami.

    Sasami was cleaning up the mess Ryoko and Washu made when she heard
the cabbit's cry race through her head.

    "NO! Ryo-Oh-Ki! Yosho couldn't be doing that!" said Sasami thinking
out loud, "but what if it is true! Oh no! Poor Tenchi! I'd better go check
out the shrine!"

    Sasami quickly ran to the shrine to see what was happening inside,
but she had a bad feeling about what she would see at the shrine. She
quietly snook around the shrine and looked in the door and saw Yosho with
Ryo-Oh-Ki.

    "Stop this Yosho!" she cried as she leaped into the room, "what could
possess you to do this?"

    Yosho looked back on the little girl and smirked and said, "foolish
girl can you not see it! I am not truly Yosho! I am, JESUS!!!"

    "WHAT!!!" shouted Sasami.

    "I will teach you a lesson for getting in the way of the devene
purpose of my father!" said our lord and saviour, Jesus, as he transformed
and used his holy powers to bind Sasami to the floor.

    "Sasami! I'm sorry I couldn't stop him," said Tenchi, as he tried
even harder to get out of his ropes.

    "Well let's see what I should do first, I know! I'll shove Ryo-Oh-Ki
up Tenchi's ass, hahahaha! It will be fun, but first I must make heaven's
lubricant, the eye blood of a young virgin! Hahahahaha!" shouted Jesus
insanely.

    "NOOOO! Please don't Jesus! Don't you realize that you will make
everyone puke if you fuck Sasami's eye socket!" shouted Tenchi.

    "Exactly Tenchi! That's why I must do it! In the name of my
father!" said Jesus as he took hold of Sasami's small and cute little head.

    Jesus plunged his penis into the little girl's eye socket and moved
his penis in and out as blood flowed down his penis from her eye socket. All
Sasami could do was to cry out in pain, at which Jesus went even and harder
faster as he pumped her head. Jesus soon broke through all the barriers and
punctured Sasami's brain leaving her a wriggling mess.

    "SASAMI!!! NOOOO!!!" cried out Tenchi as he watched a loved one die
at the hands of the Christian saviour.

    "Now Tenchi I have enough lubricant to shove Ryo-Oh-Ki up your ass!
Hahahahaha!!!" laughed the insane Jesus as he coated Ryo-Oh-Ki with Sasami's
eye blood.

    Jesus took the pathetic blood-smeared cabbit and shoved it up
Tenchi's tight teenaged ass when suddenly a ray of hope arised. It was the
one, the only, SEANBABY!!!

    "EAT COCK GUN WHORE!!!" yelled Seanbaby as he shot his cock into
Jesus' head and laughed as he died.

    "Thanks Seanbaby! I'll always love you," said Tenchi as he spread his
legs out just a bit to let more anal blood drip onto the floor.

    And with that the super-hero Seanbaby saved the day, and later
beat up Mega Man, but that's another story.

It was another fine and normal day at NERV. There were birds singing. Shinji was in one of the many bathrooms jerking off to gay porn. Askua was somewhere else being a bitch. Kaji was fucking somebody who wasn’t Misato. Lilith was hanging around. Get it? Hanging around? Man I’m funny. But anyway, where was I? Oh yeah. Minor characters whom only otaku remember* were doing there stupid ass stuff. Maya was being gay, Ritsuko was testing something, Keel Lorenz had fallen and couldn’t get up.

*I don’t know em! I don’t! I… dammit! Fine! I’m an otaku okay? Sue me!

And Gendo’s skullfucking Rei again. Wait, what? OH DEAR GOD!

Nope. I wish I was on drugs, but I’m not. He is. Gendo’s in his religiously significant office, with his pants around his ankles. Rei’s on her knees. Now you figure, “hey, classic blow job situation!” And that would be okay. Sure she’s underage, but she’s hot! And she is sorta his wife. Or daughter, or... something. But noooooo… Mr. Fucked up here has his dick in her fucking eye socket! It’s very good you can’t see this people! There’s lots of blood and mucus and tears here! Cause he’s fucking her eye, if you just turned in! Sweet Jesus, stop this!

Yet there is no stopping. Rei’s just sitting there. Blinking with tears, and that damn facial expression of her’s. She’s in her plug suit. Gendo you are a perverted FUCKHEAD! Dieeeee. Just dieeeeeeeeee.

But apparently I don’t mean jack shit. Because he’s still skull fucking her. Forget the Eva unit 1 experiment, I think we know now how Yui really disappeared. She’s probably in some damn dumpster somewhere because her husband SKULLFUCKED HER! Why does this happen? I’m gonna be sick!

Still going! He’s moaning and groaning and sweating and his balls are slapping against her nose and he’s all sweaty and he has a gut he must have been sucking in all this time. Yep. He’s riding that socket like a little bitch. His mouth is groaning but his hips are like “Who’s your daddy? WHO’S YOUR DADDY!” Rei’s taking it like a whore on heroin that needs the cash for her next high and can’t feel a damn thing. Hell, maybe she is. That’d explain a hell of a lot wouldn’t it? If ever a man deserved to burn in hell, it’d be this guy. Gendo is a pimp of the damned!

Oh look. Maya just walked in the office. Finally somebody is doing something to stop this insanity, you worthless shitlickers.

“Sir, you… OH SWEET JESUS!” Maya screamed out. “Is that your penis in her eye-socket?!?!” Gendo shrugged. Maya is vomiting, instead of jacking off like the rest of you fuckheads. Rei’s just staring with her good eye. Oh Christ. Did I just say that? Now I’m gonna be sick! Ugh. I just was sick.

“Relax Maya.” Ritsuko says. Oh she’s here too. And she doesn’t seem to be surprised. Oh lovely. Well, she’s fucking Gendo, we know she’s messed up. Oh look, her hands are in her pants. She’s masturbating. Why not? My mind is already destroyed. Now life is after my soul.

“Relax?” Maya’s blurting. “He’s fucking her eye! He’s plugging in the socket! Stuffing the brain turkey! Why not just squick* her while your at it, you sick bastard!”

*for those of you who haven’t read horrible doujin or are horrible people, that’s making an orfrice in the head with a drill or whatnot. It is disgusting. You freak.

“Aww… but it’s turning me on! I like watching Rei die. And it’s not like we can’t just get another.” Ritsuko shrugged.

“THAT’S NOT THE POINT!” Maya screams. “HE’S FUCKING HER EYE! THIS IS WRONG! WRONG WRONG WRONG WRONG WRONG WRONG WRONG WRONG!” Maya is pausing, presumably to take a breath. “WRONG WRONG WRONG WRONG WRONG WRONG WRONG WRONG WRONG WRONG! Okay I’m done.”

“Ahh, cool down Maya. Tell you what. I’ll give you sweet dickgirl love.”

Maya raises an eyebrow “You’re a dickgirl?”

Ritsuko shrugs. “It’s an anime fanfic based on evil doujin. I can be a dickgirl if I want.”

“You mean like how I now have breasts that’d keep a farmhouse in business and sever my spinal cord?”

“Exactly!”

And so, Maya got some sweet dickgirl loving with her big cow udders and Gendo is still putting the raging cock in Rei's eye. You people are sick fuckers. Eat shit and die. I’m gonna go eat things. That aren't shit.

The horrible horrible end.

                "Yes, Great Caesar, it shall be done," the black-robed
          man said to his wheelchair-bound "superior" as he left the
          room.
                Now left alone, Faust said to himself, "So, all that is
          left is to find the Evil King.  My spies tell me that he is the
          big makemono that terrorizes the lower world.  Excellent that
          I know this, but now to find the best way to capture him."
                All of a sudden a new, uncharacteristic thought (for
          Faust) entered his mind.  "But wait.  What would happen if
          events ran their natural course, and Nagumo and the Evil King
          were to meet and face each other without my intervention?
          Perhaps my new ball will show me."
                Holding his right hand flat, palm-upward, at about chest-
          level, he stared into the ball newly implanted in his cyber-
          netic palm.
                "So that's what would happen.  If the Overfiend and the
          Evil King were to meet, they would renew this barren world
          while destroying each other in the process.  Then, the whole
          world will fall asleep..." he thought to himself as the ball
          glowed and showed him images of the future.
                "...much later, the world will re-awaken due to a stone
          known as the ginzuishou, and the person who holds that shall
          be ruler of the world."
                Faust reflected on all this as the ball showed him the
          face of the person who held the ginzuishou.  "Her... it can't
          be.  I thought Takeaki had killed her when... HAHAHAHAHAHAHA...
          Father, our family have been foolish to try destroying the
          Overfiend directly, when all we must do is take a rock away
          from this little girl!"
                Satisfied that he knew all he needed to know for the
          time, he shut the ball off.  He had also found out when and
          how she got the crystal and was now thinking of how to get
          it from her.  He remembered what his father's diary had said
          about the procedure to obtain the green ball he had just
          acquired, that it was called a Loc-Nar, and it had power over
          all the Makai, especially one named Ulotec.  He set out to
          make the necessary arrangements.

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                Still in Tokyo, but about 27 years earlier, a lone girl
          sat crying on a bench next to a pier.  "Why?  Why doesn't he
          love me?  What did I do?"
                She sobbed for a few more minutes, and continued talking
          to herself, "...her ...ever since that day she showed up on
          this pier... oh that little spore!"
                Lost in her own little world as she was, Usagi did not
          notice Mamoru standing fifty feet behind her, kicking himself
          over what he had done.  But someone else _did_ notice.
                From the branches of a high tree Mamoru was being
          watched.  The creature watching him, in appearance, looked
          more like a human woman, with short, light aqua hair, fair
          skin, perfect, round, ripe, supple breasts, luscious legs,
          and that cute little ass you'd just love to pinch.  "I get
          a strange feeling from him," she thought to herself, "maybe
          he's the Chou-jin we've been looking for."
                Stealthily the strange woman flew around to a group of
          bushes right behind Mamoru and hid there; the fact that Mamoru
          was as lost in himself as Usagi only served to make things
          easier for the man-beast.
                She waited there for a few minutes as she observed his
          actions, and even though the feeling she got became stronger
          as she had gotten closer to him, she couldn't get over the
          fact that all he did was stand there and stare at that girl.
          She began to say to herself, "Maybe I should try cheering him
          up.  Even if I'm not sure he's Chou-jin, he still cute!"
                With that she darted out from the bushes and tackled
          Mamoru, throwing him to the ground and almost knocking him
          senseless.  Almost, that is, until he felt her fingers dancing
          around on his groin.  "Oooh, Baby, I'm so hot!  Take me right
          here and now with that big dick of yours!" she whispered in his
          ear.
                "What!" Mamoru exclaimed.  "You're a nutcase!  Get off
          me!"
                "Getting off is just what I had in mind, especially on
          that big Chou-jin dick of yours!"  With that she pulled his
          now fully-erect (and amazingly small) penis out of his fly and
          began sucking.
                "Chou-jin?  What the hell have you..."  he dropped off
          as he began to notice how good it felt.  After a minute, he
          regained his ability to think clearly.
                "No."  He said to her.  "I can't do this.  The woman I
          love is over there and.."
                She just kept right on sucking, stroking her tongue all
          over his shaft and messaging his balls with one hand.  As he
          was so incredibly small-built, his entire penis fit into her
          mouth, and so she had a free hand.  She used this hand to grab
          his, and led it to her tits.

Mamoru protested at first, since he didn't exactly go for
          the pushy type, but then he started getting into it.  He took
          both hands and started fondling her tits softly, caressing her
          nipples at first, then kneading them later.  As he noticed her
          getting aroused by this, he told her to turn around and keep
          doing what she was doing.  For a jujin, this turned out to
          be no problem.  Her firm, round, sex-starved ass was right
          up in front of his face, and so he proceeded to lick the ass-
          hole clean.
                Usagi was never privvy to this fact, but all the women
          (and men) who had been with Mamoru sexually knew about his
          main perversion.  Whenever his partner was going down on him, he
          always had to lick his (or her) asshole.  The dirtier the ass-
          hole, the more shit that was caked up in there for him to smell
          and taste, the more aroused he became.  Especially if it was
          diarrhea, because then it was even dirtier and more caked up
          than ever.  Of course he never said anything to his lovers about
          the shit part, but his male and his female partners alike found
          it pleasurable to have their assholes licked, sucked, and blown.
                As he was licking her asshole and becoming disappointed
          at her absolute cleanliness, he took his right hand and
          massaged her clitoris, and with his left hand started finger-
          fucking her like there was no tomorrow.
                Right as Mamoru was about to come, the blow job came to
          a dead stop.  Mamoru could do nothing but stop and stare in dis-
          belief, but the mysterious stranger was nowhere near finished
          yet.  She turned around and started licking his balls, then
          kissing every part of his body, even his clothes (which were
          still on), until she reached his mouth.  After a long, pas-
          sionate French kiss, she moved her lips over to his ear and
          whispered, "Fuck me.  Show me what that massive dick of yours
          can do!"
                Before Mamoru could react, the woman just grabbed his
          still-erect dick and sat on it like a chair.  She moved up and
          down on it, reaching her right hand back to play with his balls
          and fondling her clit with her left.  As creatures from the
          Jujinkai are ambidextrous, this proved to be a pleasurable
          ride for both of them.
                By this time, about half an hour later, Usagi was just
          now coming out of her own little world and was slowly returning
          to reality.  As expected, though, the sounds of good nookie
          served only to accelerate her transition.  But when she looked
          around, she saw something that she wished she hadn't.
                She saw Mamoru fifty feet away, shamelessly making it
          with a woman who looked much, much better than Usagi ever did.
          Without thinking, Usagi just went over there and screamed,
          "Mamo-chan how could you!?"
                He wanted to cry, but instead was able to put up a hard
          facade, "It's none of your business what I do or who I have
          sex with.  And since when do I have to report to you?"

          ------------------------------------------------------------

                Back in the 2020's, Faust had actually managed to find
          a lake and had no trouble in kidnapping a girl suitable for
          the sacrifice.  He was already halfway through the first
          part of his conjuration.
                "...BAGLE? MOOOAH OL CORDZIZ.  L CAPIMAO IXOMAXIP...
                 ...MADRIIAX TORZU: OADRIAX OROCHA ABOAPRI....
                 ...OD OZAZMA PLAPLI IADNAMAD.
                 By the power of the glowing Loc-Nar placed in my hand,
          I, Faust Munihausen, command you, Ulotec, to come forth from
          this body of water and serve me.  Ulotec, I bring unto you a
          sacrifice, and I demand that you come forth!"
                He opened his robe and from it was flung a beautiful
          young girl (imagine something like Euphora from Urotsukidouji
          IV, episode 2, after she was exposed by Amano).  As she "flew"
          toward the lake, a green glob with no form grabbed her and
          guided her in.  The glob began taking form, mostly the form
          of many putrid-green tentacles with tips that looked like
          penis-heads.  That was all the form the glob took for the time
          being, as it was all that it needed to proceed with fucking
          its sacrifice.  Three of the penes (correct plural of "penis")
          went into her mouth, four went into her vagina, and about twenty
          squeezed into her ass.  Writhing in her own painful agony and
          glorious pleasure, the sacrifice's eyes opened wide and her
          pussy juices lubricated the tentacles in her hot sheath, while
          she started sucking fervently on the penes jammed in her mouth.
          Outside her overstuffed holes, hundreds of tentacles of many
          different sizes came all over her body, shooting their incan-
          descent purple fluids everywhere.  After a long while of this,
          she, too, came a powerful orgasm, her muscle contractions
          breaking off the head of half the tentacles in her pussy and
          most of what was in her rectum.  In response Ulotec just ripped
          her in half, blood flying everywhere except on Faust's robe.
                Ulotec took the form of a winged creature with dark,
          putrid green skin, red eyes, four legs and six arms, and 100
          dicks.  He glared at Faust with a cold, dagger-like stare.
          "Who the fuck are you and what the fuck do you want?"
                "My name is Munihausen.  I seek the holder of a stone
          known as the ginzuishou."
                "Ginzuishou?  What the fuck is that?  No.  I won't
          help you."
                Faust held his palm outward and upward toward the beast.
          The Loc-Nar emanated a glowing green light which tortured the
          creature.  No physical damage was inflicted, but the mental
          anguish visited upon Ulotec was unbearable.  "All right!  All
          right already!"  Ulotec managed to voice his concession.  "I'll
          help you! What do you want me to do?"
                Faust laughed and thought to himself, "Father, the Loc-Nar
          is more powerful than I had ever imagined.  When you first used
          it, it destroyed the Fatherland.  Now I am beginning to under-
          stand why."
                He turned to the demon and said, "In my father's diary it
          is written, that in Ulotec is one of the greatest powers of the
          Demon world.  You will use your powers to find she who is the
          posessor of the ginzuishou."
                "You already know she is dead.  At least to the human
          world for now anyway.  Where she is now, we cannot touch her,
          but where she was, we can access."  The demon focused its
          attention on a point just next to Faust and concentrated on
          that point.  There a gateway of glowing light opened up, just
          big enough for a human to step through.  Ulotec continued,
          "This gate will take you to this exact same site upon which
          you are standing, but in the year 1993.  There is a tunnel you
          must walk through to get there, and it is defended by a single
          guardian..."
                "Setuna of the human world."  Faust interrupted.  "I
          know of her.  She should serve to be no problem.  But, if the
          ginzuishou is not where you say, I shall return to destroy you."
                Faust walked into the gate, and it closed after his
          entry.
                In the tunnel he looked about him.  It was the tunnel of
          time about which he had heard so little.  With this he could
          prevent his father's death, Takeaki's failure to kill Nagumo,
          and all sorts of other mistakes he had committed along the
          way to world domination.  But it occurred to his calculating
          mind that if he had erased those mistakes, he would find him-
          self in a set of curcumstances such that he would not have
          learned that ruling the three worlds was as simple as stealing
          the ginzuishou from an airheaded little girl, and he may have
          fucked himself up even worse in the process.
                Minutes later, his mind was forcefully brought back to
          reality by the sound of a whisper somewhere behind him.
                "Dead Scream!"
                Before he had the chance to turn around to see the
          source of the sound, he was struck full in the back by a
          powerful burst of energy.  He did not scream out from the
          pain, but let out an "Uh!" as he was knocked a full six feet
          into the wall of the tunnel, creating a hole which was rough-
          ly man-shaped (you've all watched cartoons, so use your ima-
          gination).
                He managed to pull himself out of the wall and turned
          around to see himself confronted by a human woman with long,
          green-black hair, carrying a long key and wearing a black and
          white fuku.  It wasn't her beauty that caught his attention,
          but rather her ridiculous speech: "The tunnel of Time is not
          to be exploited for selfish gain.  I am Sailor Pluto, the
          soldier of eternity.  And on behalf of Pluto, I'll punish
          you!"

                Casually, quite nonchalantly, and with the attitude of
          a god speaking to an amoeba, replied calmly, "So you are
          Setsuna Meiou of the Silver Millenium.  You are of no conse-
          quence to me, but you are still in my way."  With that he lif-
          ted up his hand and was about to face his palm toward her.
                Setsuna sensed the coming attack, and so attempted to
          keep the initiative.  She let out another Dead Scream, but
          this time, the attack was dissipated by a black energy barrier
          that glowed around Faust when Pluto's devasting force hit it.
          The futility of her attack caused Faust to let out an evil
          laugh.  "I told you, Setsuna Meiou, that you are insignificant.
          Now I invite you to experience my power."
                She was shocked, but quickly got over her surprise and
          decided to attack him physically by using her key as a staff.
                She was too late.  By the time she got close enough to
          swing at him, he had his right hand raised with the Loc-Nar
          pointed towards her.  The ball pulsated and she was hit by a
          bright green fireball that knocked her into the wall of the
          tunnel.  Faust continued his attack.  "ZIM OLPAGED!"
                At this command three demons emerged from the walls.
          Each one had many heads and claws, and bodies of scarlet flames
          emanating gray smoke.  Their teeth were made out of steel and
          their claws out of sharp flint.
                They wasted no time in attacking their intended target.
          The first one made deep gashes in her face with its claw, while
          the others started eating at her arms and legs, sending blood
          all over the walls.  After the skin and muscle tissue had been
          eaten away from her arms and legs, her tits and groin were next.
          The first one bit into her left tit, completely removing the
          nipple and swallowing it.  The second one shaved her pubic
          hair off with its claws and stuffed it all down her love-hole,
          the sharpness of its claws causing her to ejaculate with her
          own blood.  The third one used its claws and ripped into her
          abdominal area.  It pulled out her small and large intestine
          and ripped it open, the mixture of chyme and feces spilling
          out all over her.  "Eat shit you biiiiitch!" It exclaimed
          while taking delight in its work.
                "SMALL LADY!!!!!!!!"
                The combination of being eaten alive, molested, and
          ripped open proved to be too much for her, but she was able
          to manage one final scream before she passed away.

          ------------------------------------------------------------

                Usagi was in the process of sneaking back in the house
          and was right outside her room when she heard Chibi-Usa
          tossing and turning, as if she was in the middle of a night-
          mare.   All of a sudden, as soon as Usagi made it into the
          door of her room, Chibi-Usa sprang up to a sitting position,
          still half asleep, yelling, "Pu!  Pu!  PUUUUUUUUU!!!!"
                "Chibi-Usa chan!  Wake up!"  Usagi shook Chibi-Usa,
          simultaneously trying to wake her up and comfort her.
                Chibi-Usa started crying.  "Pu.  He killed Pu and now
          he's on his way here."
                "Who's Pu?  It's only a dream, Chibi-Usa chan.  Calm
          down."
                "I'm sorry, Usagi, but it just seemed so real."
                "It's okay.  We'll always be here to protect you.
          Now lets get some sleep."  Usagi was happy that she had
          managed to diffuse this situation without waking up Luna,
          Shingo or her parents.
                Chibi-Usa went back to sleep, somewhat reluctantly and
          very uneasily, while Usagi, still rattled by her encounter
          with Mamoru (and the big fight that followed), sat up and cried
          for three hours before finally falling into sleep's dark
          embrace.
                But, needless to say, Cibi-Usa's nightmare had shown her
          all of Pluto's harrowing encounter.

          ------------------------------------------------------------

                At that selfsame moment, about one o'clock in the mor-
          ning, there was a lone figure stirring at the Hikawa Shrine.
          Unable to sleep, Rei figured that masturbating would relax
          her.  She kept a cucumber in the freezer at all times for
          this purpose, hidden from her grandfather's view.  She grabbed
          the cucumber and stealthily headed back to her room, so as not
          to wake up grandpa or Yuuichiro.  She sat up on her bed and
          disrobed quickly.  The cold vegetable felt good in her hand,
          and was already turning her on more then she already was.
                She stood up off the bed and walked over to the full
          legnth mirror across the room.  She loved looking at herself
          naked, especially when she was either jacking off or fucking.
          She took the cucumber, still cold, and placed it on her ster-
          num, right between her firm, luscious tits.  From there she
          slowly moved it to the right, gently spiraling around her
          rock-hard nipple.  When she at last brought it to her nipple,
          the neurons sent a flash of pleasure up to her brain.  Figh-
          ting hard to hold back a loud moan, she used her free
          hand to start massaging her other breast, and used the hand
          with the cucumber in it to slowly work the cucumber from
          her breast to her pussy.  As the frozen shaft slowly drew a
          squiggly line downward from her ripe, supple mammary glands,
          pleasure waves were sent up to her brain at every inch.  So
          by the time the cucumber made contact with her swollen red
          clit, the sensations were unbearable and she could no longer
          hold back the moan she was fighting.  She let it out loud,
          and was thankful when it seemed that nobody had woken up.
                Well, nobody had woken up, but then, there was also
          the houseguest that had never fallen asleep.  There was a
          small hole in the door of her room, and from the other side
          she was being watched by a Lakota man with dark hair, brown
          eyes, a hook nose and light olive skin.  He was an exchange
          student from America who had been staying at the temple for
          awhile, and ever since his first day there, he got horny every
          time he saw her, but wasn't yet sure whether the other guy there
          stood to be any competition.  But now he knew that Yuuichiro
          meant nothing to her, otherwise she would've gone to his room
          and fucked his brains out instead of masturbating on her own.
          And to sweeten the pot even more, she was only calling out
          one name.  "Jason... Jason..."
                That was his name.  If she hadn't called this out, then
          he'd have only just been aroused (heavily), but now he was on
          the verge of jacking off himself.  But instead, he did the one
          thing most foreign from his nature; he burst into the door,
          dick in hand, and let her know.  "Bitch, prepare to get
          FUCKED!"
                Her eyes opened wide when she saw his reflection in
          the mirror.  "Hoshii?"
                "Damn right.  Now get on your knees and prepare for
          communion with the Great Red Serpent.  Pray now that you will
          be worthy to receive His sacred blessings."
                Rei loved it when someone else took charge.  Yuuichiro
          was incapable of doing that, and that's why she used him and
          put him through all the shit she did.  But Jason, now that
          she knew what he was capable of, was a different story.  He
          never took any shit off her or kissed her ass, and this
          is what attracted her to him.  But she didn't have time to
          think about that now; her mouth was too busy getting fucked.
                She began by licking the "line" that led from the anus
          to the back of the balls.  Slowly, tenderly, gently, licking,
          sucking, and kissing it all the way.  She repeated this pro-
          cess about two or three times, and after the last time she
          took his balls into her mouth and just started humming.  As
          she did this, Jason's highly aroused mind drifted to thinking
          of the old N.W.A. song "She Swallowed It."  The prelude to
          that song went over and over in his mind:

                "Lesson Two:  gently place the balls into the mouth,
                 and ... Hummmmmmmm..."

                He had never had this done to him before, and never
          expected it to tingle as much as it did.  Sure, he had had
          his dick sucked, his balls licked, and several other things,
          but never his balls hummed on.  Oh, well.  It was just better
          than he had expected.
                After a few minutes of humming, Rei moved on and finally
          got around to putting his over-erect penis into her mouth.
          All she could fit into her mouth was the head, and so while
          she caressed the Serpent's head with her tongue, she wrapped
          her long, raven-black hair around is shaft, put her right
          hand over that, and jacked him off.  With her left hand she
          massaged his scrotum.
                The texture of her hair being rubbed against his dick
          was a feeling he had felt only once before in his life, and
          he had forgotten how good that feeling was (it's indescribable
          to a reader who hasn't had it done to them).  He was already
          hard as a rock, and the combination of her licking his ass,
          humming on his balls, and finally this, proved to be too
          much for him.  No more than five minutes had passed before
          he let out a good, healthy nut.
                He came all over her mouth, overfilling it and conse-
          quently getting it all over her face, her hands, and her
          hair.  As she was about to spit the semen out of her mouth,
          his palm made sharp contact with her temple, knocking her
          down to the floor.
                "You were worthy to receive His blessing, now swallow
          it and be thankful for what you get, you whore!"
                Rei knew she'd like it rough, but she never knew how
          rough until just now.  She obeyed his command, licking his
          nut off her hands and as much out of her hair as possible,
          after swallowing the bit that was already in her mouth.
          This was the first time she had tasted come, and it was
          wonderful.  The sweet and salty taste went down her throat
          so well, and she enjoyed it.
                "Good.  You truly are worthy.  Give me the cucumber and
          get ready."
                "Oh, baby.  Eat me, please."  She asked as she stood up.
                That was the worst thing she could have said.  As soon
          as she made the request, the first thing he did was ball up a
          fist and ram it into her stomach.  He didn't exactly like
          doing this to her, but after studying her for two months he
          knew this was the only type of thing she could really go for.
                "Stupid bitch.  You think I'd eat a slut like you."  He
          forced an evil grin as he said this, watching her twitch on
          the floor, undecided as to whether or not this was torture or
          pleasure.
                While she was trying to decide, Jason went up to her and
          lay her down on the back.  He started licking the space between
          her tits, lubricating them, while fondling her nipples with his
          hands.  When he was satisfied her tits were lubricated enough,
          he straddled her chest and lowered his dick into that space.
          He grabbed her breasts, holding them together with his dick in
          between, and started pushing his dick in and out.  Rei lubri-
          cated the head of his penis with some saliva and then put the
          head in her mouth.  Sliding his dick in between her luscious,
          ripe breasts while her mouth was on the head gave him a feeling
          he'd never forget, but then she slipped, and bit it.
                Without hesitation he slapped the shit out of her.   Lea-
          ving her bruised all over.  He took his dick out from her tits,
          grabbed the cucumber (which was still partially frozen), and
          rammed it straight up her asshole.  He rammed it hard, making
          sure she'd feel the pain of such a large object being crammed
          into such a tight space.  She held back a scream as blood poured
          out from her anus.  To enhance all this, he forcefully put her
          on her back, lifted her legs up, and proceeded to fuck her vagina.
                Rei would've fought back under normal circumstances, but
          this was something she was enjoying all too much.  The blood,
          the torture, the absolute loss of control, were all things she
          had fantasized about ever since she had first heard about S&M,
          but never to the extent she was experiencing now.  This was well
          beyond her wildest dreams, and the feeling was just plain awe-
          some.
                About four hours after this whole ordeal had begun, with
          him still inside her, they both fell asleep.

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                It was the first beaking of daylight.  By a lake, a
          black-robed man carrying a long staff resembling a key had
          just materialized into the year 1993.  This was the exact
          same place he had left 27 years in the future, and Faust
          was pissed about not seeing Usagi or the ginzuishou here,
          but happy about having acquired a new toy.
                After a little bit of experimentation, he figured out
          how to use Setsuna's time-travel key, and realized the
          power he could attain through its use.  He was tired, how-
          ever, and decided to rest at the deserted house right next
          to the lake.
                The house looked deserted for about a year, which is
          quite unusual for any large estate.  Its crumbled foundation
          was still extant in the 2020's but Munihausen had no idea
          that it could ever have been this impressive.  In the front
          room he found a table which had many papers on it, some in
          Japanese, but most of them in a script used only amongst
          the Majinkai.
                The Majinkai are a group of evil humans who live be-
          neath the surface of the earth, at the place where the
          boundaries of the Makai and the Ninjinkai meet.  There are
          no holidays in that evil society of theirs, and they will not
          set foot in the Ninjinkai unless they are manipulating its
          inhabitants towards some twisted or selfish end.  This caused
          Faust to become curious as to what kind of Majin would live
          in a house in the human world, and so he started translating
          the manuscripts to see if they would give him a clue.
                After reading the first two pages on the table, he
          had ascertained that the person living here was a Majin
          nobleman, who had been sent to the human world to gather
          human energy and also to find a crystal.  On the third page
          he found that that crystal was called the ginzuishou, and
          that every time he attempted to get either, he would be
          stopped by a heroine named Sailor Moon.
                "And it is she who holds the crystal now,"  Faust
          thought to himself.  "At first I was mad at Ulotec for not
          bringing me directly to the ginzuishou when I materialized
          here.  But now I understand.  The man who occupied this house,
          he has information which might be of more use to me than just
          getting the crystal by itself."
                But, tired as he was, he decided to check it all out
          after he got some sleep.

                At the Tsukino household, it was ten o'clock in the
          morning, but it was a Saturday, so Usagi could sleep late with-
          out any problem.  Everybody else had gone to the store and
          left Luna, Usagi, and Chibi-Usa in the house asleep.
                Chibi-Usa was the first to wake up.  Her sleep had been
          uneasy, but no more night-terrors of the same type she had had
          of Pu getting eaten alive.  Instead, her dream was about Pu's
          spirit warning her of some type of danger, and telling her the
          crystal key was now usable.  She didn't know what to make of
          it, and wished Pu was there to help her, but then she got an
          idea.
                She got up out of the bed, glad she didn't wake Usagi
          or Luna up in the process, and went over to Luna-P.  She shook
          Luna-P and looked into its eyes, trying to communicate with
          her black-fuku'ed friend.  There was no response.  "Are you
          there Pu?"  she called out desperately.  "Pu?"
                But there was still no response.  After half an hour of
          trying, she gave up and started crying.  Usagi, as usual, slept
          right through it, but Luna woke up.
                "Chibi-Usa chan, why are you crying?" Luna asked.
                "Pu's gone.  Somebody hurt Pu."
                "Who's Pu?  Who hurt Pu?"
                "Only my best friend.  I had a dream last night that in
          the future somebody hurt Pu and made monsters eat her alive."
                "It must be the Black Moon.  Now that Rubeus is dead,
          they could have decided to send someone else."  Luna went to
          the bed to wake up Usagi.
                "Usagi chan..."
                Luna shook her.  No response.
                "Usagi chan..."
                Still no response.
                "USAGI!!!!"
                Usagi bolted up to a sitting position, now wide awake.
                "Wh- what?"
                "Chibi-Usa chan has just told me about a dream she had
          last night, and I think the Black Moon might be sending some-
          one else now that Rubeus has been defeated."
                "Come on, Luna, it was just a dream."
                "No it wasn't," Chibi-Usa broke in on their conver-
          sation.  "I used Luna-P to try reaching Pu just now, and there
          was no answer."
                Usagi responded, "Just who's this 'Pu' you keep talking
          about?  And how do you know she wasn't just now using the
          bathroom?"
                "I tried for thirty minutes straight!"
                "Maybe she was taking a shower!"
                A big teardrop formed on Luna's head as it became evident
          she was growing tired of Usagi's refusal to grasp the point
          being presented.  "Usagi will you get serious!  Now, Chibi-
          Usa chan, what was this new enemy like?"
                "He was all mean and ugly.  He looked like an older one
          of those gaijin in my class at school.  He was old and ugly,
          and he had green hair and a glass eye, half his face is covered
          with metal.   His hand was made out of metal too, and he had a
          little green ball inside it that shot fireballs.  He used it to
          call monsters out of the walls, too.  They were made out of
          like fire and had these mean sharp claws and...they were just
          terrible!"
                The vision of seeing her best friend butchered and fil-
          leted had traumatized Chibi-Usa, and remembering all of this
          sent the child into a state of outright panic.
                "See Luna, now look what you've done!"  Usagi yelled at
          her cat.
                "You don't get it yet, do you?  Do you know any small
          children who can make up something like this?  I can't even
          think of too many grown ups who could come up with a story
          like that.  Besides, I've got a strange feeling about this,
          and I think we need to call the other senshi right away."
                So Usagi called the other senshi, and got answers from
          all of them except Rei, who she figured was still asleep, so
          they all decided to go over to the temple for the big emer-
          gency meeting.

                When they got to Rei's house, grandpa was awake, taking
          Yuuichiro through his training exercises.  After hitting on
          them like usual, he finally told them she was probably still
          asleep and to go up to her room to find out.
                What they saw when they got up to her room was what
          startled the hell out of them.

                In Rei's room, the only thing they saw was Rei naked
          and bruised up, asleep with a cucumber hanging out of her
          ass and the new exchange student naked and asleep on top of
          her.  Ami was the first to react, able to do nothing but
          turn her head away in disgust.
                Usagi was almost as shock as Ami, but was so dumbfounded
          she could not do anything but stare, but was able to manage
          covering Chibi-Usa's eyes with her hand.
                Makoto and Minako were anything but shocked.  Jealous
          would've been more like it, as they both thought he was cute,
          too, and had a bet going as to who would be the first to
          snag him.  Even though pissed off and somewhat depressed, they
          couldn't help but giggle.
                "We really shouldn't be staring at them like this."  Ami
          said with a contemptuous tone.
                "I don't see you trying to turn you head to other way?"
          Makoto commented, causing a large teardrop to form on Ami's
          forehead.
                Makoto's and Minako's giggling woke Rei up and, as she
          looked around while she was still fairly groggy, her face
          flushed red with embarrassment when she noticed where the sound
          was coming from.
                "Oh shit!" was all that raced from her mind as she tried
          getting up, but last night's beating made her too sore to move.
          Having a cucumber stuck up her anus didn't help her out too much,
          either.  She tried to manage saying something to pull herself
          out of such an awkward situation, but ended up tripping on
          her own words.
                "It's okay, Rei," Minako said.  "You and Jason are just
          into some real perverted ways of having fun.  You don't have
          to cover up for it."
                "But, it's not what it seems, really..." Rei was still
          trying to pull herself out.
                "It seems like you had the shit beat out of you, and
          a cucumber stuck up your ass and you enjoyed every minute of
          it."  Makoto cut her off.  "So if that's not what it is,
          what is it?"
                Rei decided it was better to just shut up then instead
          of digging herself deeper into a hole.
                "Ah Wincincala, hanhepi kin lila waste lo!  Lel wanna
          ake cipaspayin kte wacin yelo!"  Jason was beginning to wake
          up and had forgotten that he was in Japan.  Everybody just
          stared at him out of not understanding what he had said.
                "Nani?"  Rei asked, part of her hoping he wouldn't
          translate that in front of her friends.
                As he hadn't noticed the other senshi, he showed no
          restraint in translating.  "Baby, I said that the night was won-
          derful and that I wanna fuck you again right here and now!"
                That was the last straw.  Ami bolted out the door out of
          shock over such boldness.  Usagi and Chibi-Usa were both
          fixated in surprise over what they had just heard, and
          Makoto and Minako just couldn't resist cracking up right then
          and there.
                This pissed Rei off beyond belief.  She threw Jason off
          her and headed over to her bed to get something to put on,
          leaving a thin trail of blood behind her.  "Hey Rei, lemme
          get that for you."  Makoto reached over and pulled the cucum-
          ber out from between her butt-cheeks.  Jason tried hard not
          to laugh but instead decided it would be better to sneak out
          of there and save himself from any further embarrassment.
                And so the meeting began.  Chibi-Usa told everyone about
          her dream and Luna told them her interpretation.  After that
          everyone discussed what the best strategy would be for this
          new enemy.

                Later on, around three o'clock that afternoon, Faust
          awoke from his slumber.  He hated waking up in the afternoon,
          as this was the sign of the undisciplined mind and worthy
          only of the irresponsible, the stupid, and the makemono.
                Before returning to his study of the documents he
          had found, he decided to see if there was anything else in
          the house that might be useful.  Before long, he made it to
          the center of the mansion, which appeared to be an elaborate
          observatory.  On each of the walls of the room was an in-
          scription that translated, "Everything is ruled by the
          stars," and another that said, "The stars know everything."
                "Not quite," Faust thought to himself, remembering
          the Latin "Sapiens Dominabitur Astris (the wise one shall
          rule over the stars)."  Nevertheless, this room looked like
          a suitable ritual chamber, and so far the entire house
          looked like it would be a good base of operations should he
          have to remain in 1993 for awhile.  Conveniently located
          just outside the city, fully stocked refrigerator (Majinkai
          food kept for a lot longer than Ninjinkai food, and most of it
          was just as consumable for humans), and a Ferarri in the
          garage.  What more could a man of the 90's ask for?
                He decided to return to the texts he had found and was
          glad that he did.  They spoke of the ginzuishou, the pro-
          cedure for tracking it down, and the possibility of it having
          some connection with a young girl named Naru.  "Insignificant.
          What I want is... here!  Yes, I have found it..."
                What he finally found was one paper which went into
          detail about Sailor Moon's greatest weakness, and another which
          told her real name.
                "The fool.  From his research it appears that he never
          found the ginzuishou, though from these notes, I will.  I will
          find this boy who is named only as Tuxedo Kamen and use him
          as the instrument of my conquest."

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                At about that same time in the afternoon, give or take
          a few minutes, Mamoru was also just beginning to wake up.  He
          had taken home the strange woman from the previous night and
          oh, did they make one hell of a night out of it.  Upon waking
          up, he was surprised to find she was gone.  "I needed that,"
          he thought to himself, "perhaps more than I thought.  I love
          Usako, but I can't be near her for now.  I guess I need to
          get a lover on the side so I can get my mind off her from
          time to time."
                After putting on some clothes, he went out to the
          balcony to get some fresh air and think.
                His thinking time was cut short, however, as he shortly
          thereafter sensed that his beloved Usagi was in some kind of
          danger.  "Shit!  This would have to happen now, wouldn't it?"
          he snapped to himself, and headed out, transforming into
          Tuxedo Kamen along the way.
                When he got there he saw all five senshi badly hurt;
          Mars and Mercury were knocked unconscious while the other three
          were pretty badly wounded.  They were fighting two monsters,
          one who was pale blue with a set of locust wings, eyes like a
          common housefly, antenna like a  grasshopper, and eight legs,
          each terminating in claws with four "fingers."  The second one
          was bright red and looked somewhat humanoid, but the eyes
          were large and perfectly round, the ears were missing, and
          the mouth was an oval about 1 foot in diameter and carrying
          about 150 piss-yellow teeth.
                The situation facing the remaining conscious senshi
          was fearfully gruesome.  Jupiter attempted to use Sparkling
          Wide Pressure on the blue demon, but the demon just swallowed
          the attack and spit it right back at her, three times worse.
          Makoto shook in agony as the electricity coursed all through
          her shapely body, burning her fuku to ashes along with the
          skin on several parts of her body.  The now naked, severely
          burned, but brave soldier of justice staggered back to her
          feet and tried Supreme Thunder on the red one, which was
          currently busy feasting on Venus.
                Venus had been grabbed by the red one only seconds
          before Jupiter had foolishly tried attacking the blue one.
          Now, Venus was being held in a crushing bear-hug, and was
          unable to perform the gesturing necessary for the Lovely
          Chain or even the Crescent Beam.  As this was going on
          the monster let its three hideously deformed penes bury
          themselves deep within her hot, soft cunt, churning hard
          and fast.  Venus was about to pass out from this, but it was
          then that the creature was hit by Jupiter's Supreme Thunder,
          which caused it to be distracted long enough for her to free
          her hands to where she could use the Crescent Beam.  She tried
          it on the demon's forehead and it was only phased long enough
          for her to manage to get away.  Seconds later the beast was
          back on it feet, highly pissed off, and ready for more action.
                Sailor Moon had been watching over the fallen bodies,
          of Mars and Mercury when she noticed the blue demon turning
          Jupiter's attack against her, and that the monster was now
          moving in to rape her.  Seconds after Jupiter got out the
          Supreme Thunder to help Venus, the blue demon spat out a
          sticky, bright purple, web-like substance, and then it
          started moving in for the kill.  Moon noticed this and used
          Moon Tiara Action to cut Jupiter free of the web, which
          worked with no difficulty.  This inspired her to use the tiara
          on the creature itself, but when she did that, it simply passed
          right through the creature, inflicting no damage whatsoever.
                Tuxedo was about to enter this losing battle, but it
          seemed that as soon as he got there, the monsters disappeared.
          Both he and the senshi were surprised.  Why didn't the
          monsters kill them off while they had the chance?  Mamoru
          figured there was more to this than meets the eye, but wanted
          to get out of there as soon as possible so he could avoid
          Usagi.  He did just that, and headed back to his apartment.
                From atop a tall building nearby, the man who both
          started, and finished, the battle below watched as Tuxedo
          entered the scene, and began following him as he left.

                "Excellent," Faust thought to himself.  "All I have to
          do is follow this boy home and find his true identity.  Then I
          can find his weakness and make him my servant."
                Mamoru had made it to his apartment.  Unaware that he
          was being watched, he had transformed back into himself on the
          way.  He went back out to the terrace, where he normally
          went to think, and started talking to himself about his
          situation with Usagi.
                From the roof of the apartment building, Faust lis-
          tened in with earnest.  "So, his real name is Mamoru Chiba,
          and he is torn between his love for Usagi Tsukino, and his
          perceived necessity to avoid her.  This will provide me with
          the perfect base upon which to build him up as my servant."
                He went back to the mansion and scryed into the Loc-
          Nar to learn more about the reason Mamoru was avoiding Usagi,
          and ended up learning out about Crystal Tokyo, Mamoru's dream,
          and a little bit about the Black Moon.  What better way to
          manipulate a person's feelings than to understand their root
          cause?  This was the logic Faust applied, and it was success-
          ful in providing him with a plan to use Mamoru as his servant.
                Later that night, a few hours after dark, the sleeping
          form of Mamoru Chiba was paid a visit.  The black-robed
          figure perched himself on the rail of the terrace and by
          force of will caused the window to open.  He also caused Ma-
          moru to wake up and the dialogue began.
                "Wh- who are you?"  Mamoru asked.
                "My name is Munihausen.  I have come from the court of
          Crystal Tokyo to warn you of a new Black Moon plot."
                "What kind of plot are they planning."
                "We know that you have been having dreams warning you
          to stay away from Usagi Tsukino.  These dreams are a hoax im-
          planted in your mind by the family of Black Moon.  They have
          been implanted because they know that the union between you
          and Usagi Tsukino can destroy them.  Don't be deceived.  I
          will show you the end result of their plan."
                Faust held up his palm and Mamoru began to see a vision
          materialize before him.  In the vision Mamoru saw Usagi car-
          rying a shopping bag and walking down the street with a hand-
          some young man who was about 5'10" in height, 180 pounds, and
          about a year younger than Mamoru.  They were walking down the
          street laughing, talking, and in gereral she seemed to feel
          better with him than she ever did with Mamoru.  It was a hot,
          sunny day, so he bought her an ice cream from a street vendor,
          and the two continued on their way, laughing and smilimg all
          the while.  The sight of it caused Mamoru's heart to swell up
          with jealousy and rage over Usagi's new romance, and he started
          to turn his head in disgust.
                "Look at it, Mamoru."  Faust said as Mamoru turned his
          head.  "There is still even more to their plan."
                Mamoru looked back at the images Faust was showing him.
          Usagi and her new lover had walked down a street and were now
          about to enter an apartment building which Mamoru didn't recog-
          nize, but which seemed to be in a very wealthy part of town.
          The couple went into an elevator and got off on the fifth
          floor, then walked down the hall to an apartment three doors
          down and on the left side.  They entered the apartment and
          Usagi kissed him passionately as they closed the door, then
          said to her lover, "Honey, stay right here for a few minutes.
          I've got something I wanna show you."

                The man sat down on the couch while Usagi went down a
          hallway and into a door.  When she came out a few minutes la-
          ter she had taken the meatballs out of her hair and was wearing
          it down, and she was also wearing a short denim skirt and a
          low-cut, see- through blouse. Over it she had a denim jacket
          (matching the skirt), and was wearing it open.  The blue of
          the denim matched the coloring in her eyes, and the tightness
          of the entire outfit gave Mamoru quite a woody.
                Usagi went over to her lover and bent over her sitting
          companion, the low cut on her blouse giving him a clear view
          down into her round tits.  She leaned down and kissed him
          several times, gently on the lips at first, but working their
          way up to a monster French kiss.  The man started moving his
          hands up to feel on her tits when Usagi blocked his advance
          and whispered, "Now for what I have to show you."
                Needless to say, Mamoru was now beginning to get sick,
          on top of all that rage and jealousy which had already de-
          veloped within him.  But he still managed to control it and
          kept forcing himself to watch.
                Usagi had left her partner and walked over to the stereo
          system on the other side of the room and hit the "play" button
          on the CD player.  The room was filled with the sound of a soft
          jazz instrumental, and Usagi started stirring her hips to the
          slow, seductive beat.  She slowly moved her hands up from her
          thighs to her breasts, cupping the her mammary glands and
          moving her hands over them in a circular motion, slowly and
          quite seductively.  She kept her left hand over her left
          breast while moving her right hand slowly south, pulling up
          her skirt and panties and starting to play with her hot, lus-
          cious folds.
                While keeping her right hand on her pussy, she slowly
          moved her left hand to the back of her waist and began un-
          zipping her skirt, moving her right hand from her pussy in
          order to let it fall on the floor.
                Instead of resuming her display of autoerotic technique,
          she arched her shoulders back to help her remove the jacket.
          This happened with ease, and she lightly tossed the jacket to
          land on the couch a few inches away from her lover.  She then
          walked slowly toward him, motioning for him to get up and come
          close to her.  He got up and did that, and when they met they
          kissed while she unbuttoned his shirt and unzipped his pants.
          When she was finished taking his shirt off and when his pants
          were unbuttoned, unzipped and lying at his feet, her lips left
          his, and moving their way slowly southward, kissing every inch
          of flesh between his mouth and his groin.  He wasn't wearing
          any underwear, so Mamoru could see his long, perfect dick, so
          big and straight and by now so hard that it was starting to
          turn Mamoru on, but his feelings about Usagi being with another
          man ruled out over his own desire to be with another man.
                As Usagi's mouth had made it to his rock-hard member,
          she started licking the bottom of it, beginning with the part
          where the shaft met the front of his scrotum.  She put her lips
          there as a starting point, and with those same lips she worked
          her way up the blood vessel running all the way through from
          the testes to the glans, millimeter by agonizing, pleasure-
          giving millimeter.

                On the bottom of the penis, at what could probably be
          termed the "inner vertex" of the head (a man will know this by
          looking at his own dick, a woman by looking at her boy-
          friend's), there is a short flap of skin on a line from that
          point to the beginning of the foreskin.  As soon as Usagi's
          lips made it to that point she nibbled on that line gently,
          sucking on it and licking it several times with her tongue.
          A bead of pre-cum formed on outside the hole on the tip of
          his glans and landed on the tip of her nose.  Sensing this
          and hearing his moan, Usagi realized it was time to take his
          dick right into her mouth.  He had a big penis, but tried
          deepthroating it anyway, and a look of pleasant surprise
          came across her face when she found she was able to take it
          all.  Her partner smiled, and put his hands on the back of
          her head, pushing her face against his lower torso.  He
          moaned loudly, and after four minutes his moans turned into
          the full-fledged screams of a truly cataclysmic orgasm.
          Usagi backed her mouth off it a little so as to make room
          for the come shooting out, and started swallowing, savoring
          the taste.  After he finished his orgasm, she licked any
          remaining nut off the head of his penis, truly enjoying her
          work, and started sucking on the head again in the attempt
          to restore his erection.
                Her efforts paid off well, and as soon as his erection
          returned, she took her mouth off his head, put some saliva on
          the palm of her hand, and used that hand to massage the head
          as she worked her way back up to a standing position.  Once
          in that standing position, she started kissing her lover
          passionately while jacking him off at the same time, and af-
          ter about 30 seconds of kissing she moved her mouth over to
          his ear and whispered, "Fuck me."
                Wasting no time, the man grabbed Usagi and turned her
          around, then not gently, but not roughly either, guided her
          down to the ground on her palms and knees.  "Bring your ass
          up a little higher," he coached her into the position.
                She did as she was told, and as soon as her ass was
          up to the right height, he dropped to his knees too and
          started pumping her doggy style.  He didn't fuck around with
          starting it slow or gentle, no.  From the very first second
          he was inside her hot, wet slit, he fucked it hard and fast,
          making long strokes that seemed to be more for his pleasure
          than for hers.  Usagi just straight out screamed on account
          of the pain he was getting from him; it was evident she wasn't
          really enjoying it, but she wanted too much to keep his love
          to say no (it's sad that too many women in real life share
          this psychological problem, but I guess a hentai fanfic is
          really no place to lecture).
                As her screams became louder, her lover asked, "If I
          didn't look the way I do now, would you still love me, Usagi
          chan?"
                Usagi didn't hear him over her own screaming, but what
          she screamed out next coincided in such a way as to be taken
          as an answer, "Yes!  Yes!  Oh, yes!  I love you!  Yeeeeesss!"
                Mamoru, by now, had become so jealous, angry, and dis-
          gusted that he had long past the point at which he wanted to
          look away, and was now so disgusted and enraged that all he
          could do was watch; it was like the image had enthralled his
          mind and he couldn't turn away.
                Back to the show at hand.  As soon as Usagi had screamed
          that out to her new lover, a blinding light filled the room.
          "Good, you stupid slut!!!!!"  he yelled at her as his voice
          became coarse and he bagan to change.  Hundreds of miniature
          snake-like appendages emerged from his eyes, nostrils, mouth,
          and ears, and his fingers all turned into a number of such
          appendages also.  His body changed from the form of a human
          to a monster with the form of a pointed head with a single
          diamond shaped eye in the middle.  White hair covered the
          creature all over, and was covered with thick, scaly plates
          all over its chest and back, which in turn were covered with
          spikes about four inches long.  The tentacles started entering
          her mouth and her ass, even making new holes in her ears, nos-
          trils, and eye sockets.  Other tentacles found their way to
          her tits, a group of them squeezing one of her tits so hard
          it was actually cut off from her body.  A long tongue darted
          out from the creature's mouth and picked up the disembodied
          tit, bringing it back to the mouth and allowing the creature
          to eat it, savoring the taste of Usagi's blood.
                "So, you thought you could keep us from our destiny,
          didn't you?"  The creature said as it was raping her.  "End
          of the road, Sailor Moon!"

                All Mamoru saw in the "Viewscreen" after that was a
          bright red flash, similar to what is shown in anime when
          there a mass shedding of blood.  After that the only thing
          he saw was the monster pulling away from Usagi's body and
          holding the crystal, boasting about how its masters from the
          Black Moon will be pleased with its work.
                At this point, all Mamoru could do was scream.  "No!
          Usako!  No!  Noooooooo!!!!"
                Faust turned off the images and again spoke to Mamoru.
          "If you simply ignore the dream and go go back to her, we know
          that they are capable of implanting images in your mind so
          strong your brain will explode, or they just might try this
          technique on Usagi.  There is only one way to prevent this
          from happening."
                "Just tell me.  I'll do anything!"  Mamoru pleaded
          desparately.
                "You must get your hands on the ginzuishou and give it
          to me.  I can combine its power with the power of the green
          ball in my hand.  This will create a mental barrier which they
          cannot penetrate."
                "I _must_ get my hands on it?  How would I do that?" Ma-
          moru asked, half suspecting Faust himself was sent from the
          Black Moon in the attempt to get information out of him about
          the crystal, or just to outright steal it.
                "You insult your own intelligence, Mamoru.  But I un-
          derstand that you are testing me, and so I will tell you that
          the ginzuishou is in Usagi's, or should I say Sailor Moon's,
          posession."
                Mamoru knew that the Black Moon knew Sailor Moon had
          the crystal, and that they didn't know that Usagi was Sailor
          Moon.  Since Faust did know, but mostly because Mamoru's
          feelings on the matter had just been turned upside-down by the
          little porno movie he had just been shown, Mamoru was easily
          convinced that he was telling the truth about his origins.
                "Okay, I believe you're who you say you are, but why
          must I get the crystal from Usagi?"
                "Because with it you can protect your love from this
          incredible obstruction.  When you get it, I will teach you
          you the procedure.  It must be done by a man, and Usagi
          must not know anything about this, because for her to know
          would ruin the whole operation."
                Mamoru was excited at the chance to get back with
          Usagi, especially after the incident by the pier the
          previous night.  "I'll do it, but how do I find you when
          I get it?"
                "Don't worry.  I will know."
                With that Faust jumped off the terrace and disappeared.

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                That night Mamoru went over to Usagi's house.  Every-
          body over there, fortunately, was fast asleep and he made sure
          to be extra-quiet in breaking in.  He went straight to Usagi's
          room, remembering the floor plan from the few times he had
          been there when the rest of her family wasn't home.  He was
          about to search her room for the crystal but then remembered
          that she once said something about sleeping with it under
          her pillow.  "Shit!  This is gonna be real easy, isn't it?" he
          said to himself sarcastically.
                "Mamo chan, please...." Usagi suddenly mumbled in her
          sleep.
                She was making motions as if she was kissing Mamoru in
          her dream, perhaps making love to him.  This gave him an idea.
          He went over to her sleeping form and kissed her, and she res-
          ponded very warmly, kissing him passionately while still asleep.
          This seemed to keep her attention distracted, so he took the
          chance of putting his hand under her pillow and exploring.
          Yep.  Sure enough, there it was, so he took the crystal broach,
          ended his kiss with Usagi, and got out of there as soon as
          possible after leaving a note on her desk.

                The next morning Usagi woke up, strangely hornier than
          usual, but couldn't masturbate with Chibi-Usa in the room.
          So with what little self-control she had, she resisted the
          urge and proceeded to get dressed.  All went well until she
          looked under her pillow for the broach.  At first she was
          surprised that it was not there and then pissed at Chibi-
          Usa for taking it, but then noticed that Chibi-Usa was still
          asleep, and so deduced that she couldn't have taken it.
                Pissed off anyway, she decided to tear the whole house
          apart in order to find it, starting with Shingo's room.  Need-
          less to say, Shingo was awakened by the sound of her searching
          and was infuriated when his sister accused him of stealing her
          cherished broach.
                "Oh, that thing.  What would I want with a thing like
          that?"
                "You're _lying_!  You just want to annoy me, that's
          why you took it."
                Shingo started calling, "Oh Mom!"
                Usagi, not wanting to get into trouble, simply left
          Shingo's room.  "That little spore," she thought to herself,
          "I knew he took it."  She decided wait.  Hopefully, Shingo
          would leave sometime during the day and she'd have a chance
          to sneak into his room and search through it later.
                Now convinced that he was the one who took it, Usagi
          went downstairs to the refrigerator to find something to
          eat.  She found a bowl of cold noodles, grabbed that, and went
          to the table to eat it.  As she ate, she thought about the
          incident that took place the previous day.
                "Maybe Luna's right about Chibi-Usa's dream.  But then
          why did they stop yesturday when they did?  I mean, they
          could've beaten us if they'd really wanted, right?" she
          meditated on these questions, and a few more.
                "But Mamoru?  He didn't show up yesturday to help us.
          Maybe, maybe it really _is_ over and he really doesn't love
          me anymore."
                Luna and Chibi-Usa both walked down into the dining
          room.  "Good morning, Usagi chan," Luna announced their
          presence in this way.
                "Oh, hi, Luna." Usagi said.
                "What's wrong?" Chibi-Usa asked, noticing her state
          of distress.
                Usagi replied, "It's yesturday.  We were losing, and
          Mamoru never showed up to help us.  I think he really
          doesn't love me anymore."
                "And what makes you think that?"  Luna questioned.
          "There have been plenty of times when Mamoru hasn't come to
          help you, even before he gave you the cold shoulder."
                "But the other night," Usagi continued, "I saw him
          making love to another woman!"  She broke out crying as she
          articulated the last half of the sentence.
                "Oh. I guess I can't argue with that, but then I found
          this note on your desk this morning."  Luna said, and then
          told Chibi-Usa to give the note to Usagi.
                Usagi read the note.  "Usako, please forgive me."
                That's what it read.  It had no signature, but it was
          definitely Mamoru's handwriting.
                "It's Mamo chan's, all right," Usagi sobbed, "but how
          did it get in my room.  Unless..."
                Without warning Usagi headed for the door and ran
          straight for her ex-lover's apartment.
                "I sense major trouble from this." Luna said to Chibi-
          Usa, "We'd better getthe other senshi and follow her."
                Rei was way sore from two days straight of beatings, but
          she was rested enought to make the trip.  Ami had healed
          pretty quickly, though she was still somewhat sore.  All in
          all, the senshi were all to meet at Mamoru's house, hoping at
          least one of them would get there before Usagi did.
                At Mamoru's house, Mamoru had been up for awhile and
          was in the middle of eating when he noticed the windows by his
          terrace open.
                "So, you have it, Mamoru Chiba.  Now I shall show you."
                "You'll show me how I can love Usagi and protect her
          from danger?"
                "Yes."
                Ever since his first conjuration, Faust learned how to
          play human weaknesses.  What he did not learn through trial
          and error, he learned by means of his first familiar.  Now
          his education was about to pay off big.  "Lovesick little
          boys are pathetic." he thought to himself.  "So weak-willed
          and easily deceived by such moronic lines."
                Faust continued his explanation to Mamoru.  "You must
          give the ginzuishou to me, and I will combine its power
          with that of this green ball to form the barrier."
                "Wait," Mamoru protested, "I was emotional last night
          when I agreed to this, but now I've had a chance to think
          about it, and how do I know you didn't just make that little
          show up so you can get your hands on the crystal?"
                Faust countered.  "Remember what you saw last night.
          Can you truly afford to take that chance?  Or must I show you
          again to remind you what will happen if you don't do it?"
                Mamoru would normally not have been persuaded by this,
          but his love for Usagi, coupled with his guilt over the inci-
          dent on the pier (and taking the strange woman home with him
          afterwards), along with the only partially subsided feelings
          which Faust engendered inside him only the night before,
          tore him apart to the point where he couldn't think straight,
          and so he agreed.

                On the way to Mamoru's house, the other Senshi had
          managed to catch up with Usagi.  They all ran there together,
          but by the time they got to the apartment it was too late.
                When they got there, Mamoru had just given Faust the
          ginzuishou, and Faust had used Pluto's time key to open up
          an interdimensional gate, but made it appear as if the cry-
          stal was used in conjunction with it.  He had offered Mamoru
          the chance to step through the gate, and this is when the
          girls showed up.
                Faust noticed their presence.  "So you are Usagi
          Tsukino of the Sailor Senshi."
                "How did you know?"  Usagi asked.  "How did you know
          my name or who I am?"
                Rei detected a feeling from him, and communicated it
          quietly to the rest of the group.  "I'm getting a bad feeling
          from him, but he's definitely not from the Black Moon."
                Though Rei whispered, Faust still heard her.  "You are
          correct.  My name is Munihausen.  I have come for the gin-
          zuishou, and now it is mine!"  He held it up in his left hand
          for all to see.
                Mamoru just now realized he had been tricked.  He lunged
          at Faust, trying to get the crystal from him, but Faust just
          held up his right hand and a green force-field surrounded
          Mamoru, downing him and putting through excruciating pain.
                "Foolish boy!" Faust continued.  "My family have searched
          for decades to find the secret of the Overfiend, and the
          three worlds, with little success.  My father was the first
          to find out the truth, and I the first to know that whoever
          posesses the ginzuishou will rule the three worlds.  You
          were just my instrument of acquisition, and nothing more."
                In the time it took Faust to make that speech, the
          senshi (except for Usagi, who was unable) had all transformed.
                Rei was the one to make the speech, "You take advantage
          of love and romance for your own personal gain.  In the name
          of Mars, I'll punish you!"
                "Get lost." was Faust's only response.  Letting go of
          his "grip" on Mamoru, he shot a green fireball out from his
          palm and knocked Mamoru, Usagi, and the senshi into the wall.
          Usagi was the first to get herself to her feet and charged
          for Faust.  This time, Faust grabbed her and threw her through
          the gateway he had made for Mamoru.  "If you love her so
          much, boy, let's see you go in and get her!"  He yelled as
          he held the senshi in a forcefield.
                "You son of a bitch!"  Mamoru yelled as he charged Faust
          a second time, only to be stopped short of him by an energy
          barrier.
                Faust laughed.  "I told you, boy.  The only way you can
          save your beloved Usako now is by jumping through this gate.
          Just pray you can get to her before the makemonos do!"
                Mamoru charged at him one more time, unsuccessfully, and
          then said "Fuck it!" to himself as he ran through the gate,
          which closed right behind him.  As for Faust himself, he jumped
          off the rail of the terrace and was gone.

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                On the other side of the gate, Usagi and Mamoru had
          materialized in different parts of Tokyo of the 2020's, and
          all of it was unrecognizable, devastated by something worse
          than a nuclear holocaust.  Mamoru had come out by the lake,
          the same lake that was by the ruins of the house Faust was
          using for a base in 1993.  Usagi, on the other hand, was in
          quite another situation.  She was in the midst of a large
          number of crumpled buildings, one of which could've been
          the remains of the Crown Game Center.  She went into that
          one, and was aghast at the sight of the many corpses left
          to rot on the floor.  Especially one in particular, who
          had blond hair still left in his head and was wearing the
          time-and-disaster-worn apron of an employee.  "Motoki!"
          Usagi gasped to herself.  That was the only chance she had
          to look around before something walked in and grabbed her.
                She turned around to see what it was that had grabbed
          her and saw four creatures, vaguely humanoid, but with pointed
          ears, ape-like features, and a long tail.  The first one
          wasted no time in ripping off her clothes.
                "Us makemonos get fucked by you humans all the time,
          bitch.  Now let's see how you like it when it's the other
          way around!"  one of them yelled at her.  Then she realized
          what the tails were for.
                One of the "tails" wasted no time entering her mouth,
          and would probably have broken some teeth if her mouth hadn't
          already been open from screaming.  "Shut da fuck up."  one
          said as he put it in her mouth.
                She felt another one from behind ripping off her panties.
          "I wanna be the first to taste it!"  the creature said, and
          brought his tongue down to the level of her snatch, gently
          massaging her clitoris with it.  She felt two other tails
          playing with her tits, and these seemed to have mouths that
          were sucking on her nipples.
                The sounds of rape attracted a makemono who was outside,
          and all activity inside the center stopped when they heard a
          jug of liquor drop.
                "Buju!" one of them snapped.  "Get your own girl.  This
          one is ours!"
                The big makemono with one red eye and bone covering his
          face answered, "Don't be too sure about that.  They're all
          mine, and I intend to fuck them all!"

                 "Don't be too sure about that."  Buju informed the
          other makemonos as he approached.  "They're all mine, and I
          intend to fuck them all!"
                Without hesitation, the dick was removed from Usagi's
          mouth and the tounge from her pussy.  The snakelike appen-
          dages sucking on her nipples ceased and Usagi was thrown
          into the wall, hard, but her flight was blocked by the re-
          mains of the Sailor V game.  Her back hit the corner of the
          game's case with a loud crack, and it was a miracle her spine
          didn't snap.  Nevertheless, it hurt like hell, and she
          screamed like a banshee from the pain.
                The four makemonos circled Buju, and one snarled,
          "You're not gettin' this one from us, asshole!"
                Buju didn't take well to people telling him no, so
          he went for his sword.  The makemono who had just made that
          first statement lunged at him, and Buju brought his sword
          down in a vertical line, chopping off the makemono's left
          arm.  "You muthafucka!" the makemono scremed in pain as he
          jumped at Buju this time, going for his head.  Buju just
          ducked and swung at him again, cutting off both his legs in
          one swipe.  When he was flat on the ground, Buju went up and
          stabbed him.
                "You fuckin' asshole!!!!" another makemono screamed as
          the remaing three charged at him from different directions.
          Buju swung at one, cutting him in half lengthwise, but the
          other two were able to get to his back.  One stabbed a knife
          into his right shoulder, while the other grabbed his penis and
          was in the process of tying it in a knot.
                Buju pushed back with his right elbow, ramming it straight
          into the stomach of the makemono with the knife, knocking him
          down as well as causing him to pull the knife out of the shoul-
          der.  Buju howled in pain as the knife left; the angle at which
          its possessor was holding it caused it to tear into even more
          of his flesh, his blood squirting all over the remaining make-
          monos.  As for the makemono attempting to tie his penis in a
          knot, Buju spun around quickly and caused that one to lose his
          grip on the dick.  "You fucking pervert!"  Buju yelled as he
          went in for the kill.
                Buju lopped the head off that makemono, and turned to
          face the remaining one.  "Do you still think you can take me on?"
          He asked coldly.
                The last makemono ran for dear life as Buju laughed and
          turned to face Usagi.  "Now let's see if your pussy's worth
          the trouble I went through to get it!"
                Usagi had long since stopped screaming and was now un-
          conscious due to the shock of the extreme trauma she had been
          subjected to.  Laying on the ground with the blood of the slain
          makemonos splattered all over her naked body, she was helpless
          against Buju's advance.  Buju bent over the body and started
          fondling her nipples with one hand while sliding his tongue
          all across the length of her pussy.  Noticing her cherry was
          still intact, he said to himself, "Mmmmm, so this is what a
          virgin tastes like."  He darted his tongue deep inside her
          love-hole a few times and from there started nibbling on her
          clit.  Her body was still warm and tender, and so he found it
          strange that she didn't respond.
                Her lack of response caused him to figure her for dead,
          and to him it was no fun raping a corpse; he enjoyed it too
          much when the victim could scream.  "Some gratitude for saving
          your life," he thought to himself, as he got up, kicked her,
          and then walked away.

                On the outskirts of what was left of Tokyo, Mamoru was
          faring only slightly better.  Almost as soon as he had reached
          the 2020's he was jumped by a gang of eight makemonos and had
          barely escaped with his life.  Badly beaten and sore all over
          from the fight, he limped his way to the basement of the
          devastated mansion next to the site of his arrival.  Most of
          the foundation had been crumpled and burned to the ground,
          but Mamoru was able to find an opening to a subterranean room
          that appeared to be completely undamaged.
                The room's walls seemed to have been made of the finest
          marble, with a floor made out of pure jade.  The ceiling, also
          of jade, was domed, thus making the room appear to be higher
          than it really was.  The furnishings were extravagant, being
          made of the finest gold or silver, and upholstered with the
          finest hides available.  This could have been a king's bed-
          chamber, if there were any kings left to occupy it.  But in
          any case, this seemed to Mamoru to be as good a place as any
          to rest, and even though he wanted to go on to find his be-
          loved Usako, the wounds from the severe beating he took from
          the makemonos forced him to stay there for awhile.

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                Back in 1993, the senshi, the cats, and Chibi-Usa were
          all gathered in front of Rei's temple, discussing the morning's
          encounter with Munihausen.  Ami described him to Chibi-Usa,
          and Chibi-Usa confirmed that that sounded just like the man
          in her dream.
                "Well, we know he's not from the Black Moon," Rei said,
          "but now the problem is how to find him."
                "Rei's right,"  Ami said.  "You all heard what he said
          about his father, an Overfiend, and all that about ruling the
          three worlds, whatever all that was about.  He's obviously
          crazy, and there's no telling what he might do."
                Makoto cut in, "Yeah, he is crazy, thinking he can..."
                Rei, out of the surge of a newly resurfacing memory,
          interrupted Makoto in mid-sentence, "Overfiend!  Yeah, now I
          remember!"
                "Remember what?" Minako asked.
                "When I was younger, Grandpa used to tell me a story to
          put me to bed.  He said that some people once believed there
          were three worlds, the Makai, where there were only demons and
          evil creatures; the Jujinkai, where the people there were half
          human and half beast; and the Ninjinkai, the human world.  He
          also said they believed that every 3,000 years, a being known
          as the Chou-jin, the Overfiend, and the god above all gods
          would come and purify all three worlds, bringing them to-
          gether into a perfect world where everyone can be happy."
                "So what does the crystal have to do with any of this,
          Rei?"  Makoto asked.
                "I don't know."  Rei continued.  "But the legend does
          say that the person who kills the Overfiend will be the new
          Overfiend, and rule over all three worlds.  Maybe this guy
          thinks the crystal can do that for him."

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                "Hey, asshole, get up!"
                Mamoru lay sleeping on the bed, not even hearing the
          command.
                "Hey, I said get the fuck up, asshole!"
                This time Mamoru woke up, even more sore than he was
          before falling asleep.  On a reflex reaction, he grabbed at
          the blue-haired man who had been yelling at him.
                Mamoru grabbed at his throat, but the stranger was too
          fast for him.
                "That did it, you piece of shit human!" the stranger
          yelled as his eyes turned blue and beams shot out at Mamoru,
          striking him in the chest and burning off his shirt and the
          topmost layer of flesh over his torso.  "Now get off the bed
          and make room for a lady!"
                Mamoru looked and noticed that the stranger was carrying
          a naked, bruised, and bleeding blond in his arms.  "Usako!"
          he gasped, his voice evidencing the pain he himself was ex-
          periencing.
                "You know her?"  the stranger asked.
                Still gasping, and trying to recover his senses from the
          pain of having his skin burned of and the joy of seeing his
          beloved Usagi again, Mamoru was barely able to articulate an
          explanation.  "I was her boyfriend.  But that son of a bitch...
          he used me to get the ginzuishou from her, and... sent us
          through... this gate... when he got it."
                "Ginzuishou?  What son of a bitch?  Who?"
                "I forgot his... name, but I think it was... Muni,
          Muni..."
                "Munihausen?" the stranger interjected.
                "Yeah."
                "That fucking piece of shit's still alive?  I thought
          I killed him twenty years ago.  But he got the Silver Crystal
          from her?  That means she's... she's...  No, she couldn't be..."
          The stranger mumbled.
                "How do you know... about the Silver Crystal?"  Mamoru
          gasped.  "Or Usako?"
                "I know a lot of things you don't.  But Sailor Moon was
          killed fighting the Chou-jin's cousin back in 1999.  This girl
          couldn't be her."

                "What do you mean 'back in 1999?'" Mamoru asked. "It's
          1993!"  The time reference struck Mamoru's brain really strange,
          but even harder hitting was the reference to the word he had
          only heard for the first time from that strange woman: Chou-jin.
                The stranger laughed, "What did you do, get hit on the
          head or something?  It's 2020 now, and the world's been des-
          troyed by Nagumo."
                "What?  We're in the future?  That would explain a lot
          of things."
                "Yeah, whatever you say.  But anyway, your girl's still
          alive, but she's real fucked up.  I wouldn't try moving her
          if I were you."
                With that the Jujin flew through the walls and left.

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                In 1993, the senshi had been discussing at length over
          tactics to get back Usagi, Mamoru, and the crystal, but after
          half an hour the discussion started going around in circles,
          while for the whole time not one person or cat, not even Chibi-
          Usa, noticed that the crystal on the key she wore around her
          neck had been glowing ever since the time of the encounter
          that day (no, Chibi-Usa wasn't there, but the key sensed the
          gateway of time opening, and responded anyway).
                Finally, after all this time, the unnoticed phenomenon
          caught Luna's attention.  "Chibi-Usa chan," she said, "your
          key."
                "Yeah, what about it?"
                "The crystal on your key, it's glowing!"
                Artemis, Chibi-Usa, and the girls all chorused a "Huh?"
                "Yes, it is."  Ami commented.  "But what could it mean?"
                "This key was given to me by Pu so I could go back to
          the future after I find my mom and the crystal.  But it's not
          supposed to glow like that at all."
                Ami pulled out her computer and did a reading on the key.
          "Interesting," was her analysis.  "The key seems to be reacting
          to some kind of disturbance in the space-time continuum.  It's
          way beyond our technology, but if I'm reading it right, we
          should be able to use it to travel through time."
                "Didn't I just say that?"  Chibi-Usa asked everybody.

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                Three days had past since Mamoru found the strange room,
          and since his encounter with the blue-haired Jujin.  Usagi
          had regained her consciousness, but for now was asleep.
          During the times she was awake, he did not tell her of his
          encounters with the strange creatures or with the Jujin; tel-
          ling her would only upset her mental state worse than it al-
          ready was.
                He was still sore and in pain from the beatings and his
          encounter with the aforesaid creature, but by this time he
          was feeling well enough to move around.
                In the room in which he was staying, in the middle of
          the floor was a six-foot-wide steel dome, its top coming a
          full two feet off the floor, fastened to the floor by means
          of a single hinge on one side, and bearing a handle on the
          other side.  This structure, obviously a door of some kind,
          intrigued him, and as the room's already meager food supply
          had been worn down to almost nothing, and he'd most likely
          be killed if he went upstairs to search for food, the only
          answer to the problem seemed to be on the other side of that
          dome.
                Before attempting to open the dome, he first transformed
          into Tuxedo Kamen.  It didn't take away all his soreness, but
          the transformation did replace the skin that had been burned
          off his chest and healed up most of his wounds, and it also
          increased his physical strength by what he estimated to be
          10%, along with increasing his agility by a factor of 15%.
                After transforming, he attempted to open the door.  At
          first it wouldn't budge, and after a few tries he decided that
          maybe he could pry it open with his cane.  He succeeded this
          time, but ended up breaking the cane in the process.  The dome
          opened to reveal a moss-covered stone ladder descending into
          a dimly-lit tunnel.  The smell of sewer gas ascended from
          below.  "Not much chance of finding food down there," Mamoru
          thought to himself, "but maybe the tunnel'll resurface some-
          where that it's safe to come up."  With this in mind he went
          down the ladder and jumped into the tunnel.
                About an hour after Mamoru had gone down into the tunnel,
          Usagi awoke from her slumber.  She was in pain, but the fact
          that she had just woken up from a wet dream left her thighs
          feeling incredibly hot.  But the smell emanating from the now
          open hole in the floor was ruining the mood.  Even though in
          a weakened state, she managed to crawl over to the dome and
          shut it, and then over to the bed to pleasure herself.  The
          bedposts were tubular, eight inches tall and one-and-a-half
          inch wide with a rounded top, and this gave Usagi an idea.
                During the time she had been in the underground room,
          she had been wearing only a sheet to cover her nakedness.  She
          took it off and kneeled on the bed, rubbing her right hand all
          over her crotch to get it lubricated just right.  She teased it,
          rubbing her first two fingers over her slit while massaging
          the clit with her palm.  With her other hand she felt up her
          butt-cheeks, rubbing them all over and even fondling the area
          where the cheeks met, right by the asshole.  By this time she
          was ready to shove her middle finger up her pussy, and she did
          so with all her might, causing her to moan a loud moan.  She
          took her finger out and tasted the juices.  They were sweet to
          the taste, as she expected.  She returned to finger-fucking
          herself as she slowly moved to the corner of the bed, toward
          the bedpost.  Once she made it to the bedpost she turned her
          back to it and straddled it, letting it into her virgin pussy.
          The bedpost was more than wide enough to rupture her hymen,
          thus sendig blood all down her leg and painting the blankets
          and part of the floor red.  But the metal post felt cold to
          her aching snatch, giving her neurons a sensation of pleasure
          that far exceeded the pain.
                Yet she screamed anyway, not knowing whether it was from
          the pleasure or from the pain, but screaming loudly as she
          moved up and down on the hard metal shaft.  The blood had
          stopped flowing from her pussy and was now being washed away
          from her soft folds and from the bedpost by the hot juices
          of her auto-induced fornication.
                As she kept fucking the bedpost, the tension slowly
          built up from within her, causing her to moan louder and
          more often.  Her muscles began contracting around the hard
          bedpost, causing those same muscles to hurt and bruise, but
          she was so lost in it that she didn't care.  To her, the
          pleasure of a piece of solid silver inside her pussy out-
          weighed the pain of a badly injured back and of a twat whose
          muscles were all too tightly contracting around that hard
          piece of pure silver.
                Not too long afterward it it her.  She had the best
          damn orgasm she had ever had in her life, even though her
          entire sex life had consisted solely of masturbation.  Her
          back arched, her tits swelled and her vagina glowed a bright
          red, and she screamed as her heart beat at breakneck speed and
          the muscles in her pussy and in her thighs pulsed and spasmed
          at a breathtaking, awe-inspiring rate.  No, it wasn't Usagi's
          usual morning.  It was much better.  (No offense to Mr. Wong
          intended.)

                Mamoru, or, rather, Tuxedo Kamen, had been exploring the
          tunnel for an hour and a half by the time Usagi climaxed, and
          so far there was neither incident with hostile creatures nor
          sign of an opening in the ceiling.  After traveling for another
          ten minutes, having traversed a distance of about two miles
          from the entrance that led him here, he came to a point at
          which the tunnel divided into three branches.  On an impulse,
          he decided to take the tunnel that branched off to his left.
                After walking for two minutes, he could hear the sound
          of music and revelry far in the distance.  He began to follow
          the sound, but the work of travelling for one-and-three-quarter
          hours, along with his only partially healed bruises, took its
          toll on him, and he had to rest.  He sat down on a nearby
          rock and started thinking to himself about the situation he
          was in, how to get the crystal back from Munihausen, and
          whether it would ever be possible for him and his beloved
          Usagi to ever return home.
                He sat there, resting, for about twenty minutes, and
          then decided to go on his way again.  He followed the music,
          and it took him straight down that tunnel for what seemed to
          be hours, and over a distance that seemed to have been more
          than a hundred miles, until he realized that the smell of the
          other tunnel was gone, and replaced with the aroma of meat
          being cooked.  Walking a little while longer, he was able to
          see a campfire in the distance, with a lot of people hanging
          around it.  The people dressed no differently than people did
          back in 1993, and seemed to be of all ages.  He decided to
          sneak up closer to get a better look at the scene before him,
          and pulled out a rose just in case of trouble.
                Halfway between the point where "village" stood and the
          point where Mamoru first laid eyes upon it, the the brick walls
          of the tunnel stopped and he found himself in an open cavern,
          with hills to the left of the village.  He went over to the
          hills and decided to approach the village from that direction,
          hoping it would provide him more stealth.  Yeah, as if.
                Mamoru had come past the opening of a small cave going
          into the rocky hill and thought nothing of it, but as soon as
          he crossed the opening he heard a loud "bang," and felt a hot
          piece of metal bury itself in his right shoulder.  Hurt and
          bleeding, but still able to use his right arm, he threw a rose
          into the dark cave.
                The only reply he got was, "Ya think ya gonna hurt me
          wit dis flowa, ya liddel faggit!  Why don't cha come in 'ere
          an take me like a man?"
                Mamoru used to walk away from such challenges when he
          was little, but after being ostracised by the other children
          to many times because of it, he became the type to stupidly
          take on an entire army by himself if one of them so much as
          looked at him funny.  Thus, the only response to come out
          of Mamoru was, "Alright asshole, let's get it on!"
                He walked into the cave to find that it was much bigger
          than its opening had made it appear.  It consisted of a five-
          foot-wide tunnel which ran for a length of ten feet from the
          entrance, and led to one large, round, well-lit chamber.  Ma-
          moru went into the chamber to find out that no one was in it.
                "What da fuck ya doin on my mountin, ya fuckin faggit?"
          a voice boomed out of nowhere.
                "That's for me to know," Mamoru replied calmly, not let-
          ting on to how much the bullet wound had hurt him, "now show
          yourself, you little bastard!"
                "I'm through da tunnel on da odda side.  Why don't cha
          come an get me, muddafuckah?"
                Mamoru saw a boulder on the far side of the chamber
          move, exposing a tunnel similar to the one that led him into
          the cave.  He traversed the room to get to it, but as soon as
          he made it to the center of the room, a trap sprang and Mamoru
          suddenly found himself caught in a net suspended from the high
          ceiling.
                Once he was caught in the net, at least 200 people came
          out from that tunnel and from various holes located all over
          the walls of the chamber, and the first one to approach him
          was a human about seven feet tall and 800 pounds of pure
          muscle.  "Hey, diss faggit's all dressed up in a liddel soot
          and tye!"  He yelled to the spectators.
                "I didn't come here for trouble!" Mamoru asserted.
                "Maybee troubel come 'ere for yoo!" the giant countered
          as he grabbed Mamoru's leg.
                The creature grabbed a machete and then said, "Yoo
          shouldn't be sneekin aroun like dat.  Yoo mite just beecum
          somebody brekfist!"  He then prepared to lop off Mamoru's leg.
                Mamoru was still somewhat able to move around inside the
          net, and was able to stab the giant in the forehead with the
          broken-off part of his cane.  The cane went deep into the
          giant's head, killing him instantly while blood spat out of
          the hole created when Mamoru pulled the cane out.
                "He killed my brother!" a voice yelled from the crowd.
          "Let's tear him down and kill him!"
                A split second later, Mamoru felt a knife cut the rope
          hanging him from the ceiling, and he hit the stone floor of
          the cave with a loud crash.  A swarm of people were hovering
          over him, kicking him, punching him, hitting him with bats,
          belts, even pieces of broken glass.  They beat him repeatedly,
          while calling him every name in the book, and the last thing
          he could remember was a steel pipe hitting him over the head
          before he went unconscious.

                In 1993, Ami attempted to do another reading on Chibi-
          Usa's key, to no avail.  Then Rei attempted a fire-reading,
          from which she was able to divine that the key would function
          for time travel for all of them in conjunction with the Sailor
          Teleport.  Rei also attempted to find out where Faust had gone
          with the crystal, but was unable to get any answers.
                "The fire's not telling me anything about Munihausen,"
          Rei related her information to the others, "but it did tell
          me that Chibi-Usa's key will take us all into the future if
          we put her in the middle of the circle while we use the Sai-
          lor Teleport, while we think of Usagi.  That should take us
          to wherever she is, but it will take us to the same time.
          But I keep thinking, I've heard the name Munihausen before,
          but I just can't remember where."
                "I think I heard about him in honors history last
          week," Ami tried to help Rei's memory.  "If I remember it
          correctly, a man named Munihausen helped the Nazis with
          their occult research during World War II, but Hitler had
          him shot when he didn't produce the results that were ex-
          pected."
                "Could that have been this guy's father?"  Makoto asked.
                "He could be," Ami answered.  "But even if he isn't,
          he's still got the crystal and he's very dangerous, so we'll
          have to be ready for the next time we run into him."
                "Ami's right," Artemis spoke up.  "He almost fried you
          guys last time, and if you aren't prepared to run into him
          again, he could kill you."
                "He just caught us by surprise last time," Makoto soun-
          ded as if Artemis had insulted the senshi's abilities.  "We
          can take care of him, no problem!"
                "Right!" the other girls chorused.
                Luna sighed, "All right, if you insist, we can't stop
          you.  But can't you go without taking Chibi-Usa with you?"
                "No," Rei answered.  "According to the fire, we have to
          take her."
                Ami pulled out her computer.  "She's telling the truth,
          Luna.  The key is in sync with Chibi-Usa's energy, and it will
          only respons to her mental commands."
                "I see," Luna bowed her head.  "Just make sure nothing
          happens to her."
                "No problem, Luna. You know you can count on us!"  Minako
          assured her.

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                Mamoru was just now coming to.  When he did regain con-
          sciousness, he found himself naked in a cold 6'x 8'x 6' cell,
          carved into the rock of the cave itself and locked with a
          wooden door.  He could hear a conversation going on outside
          the door.
                "Caught him sneaking around the hills about an hour
          ago.  He was dressed up like a fag and throwing flowers at
          people to boot."
                "Probably working for that asshole Caesar, no doubt.
          If it weren't for the makemonos, he'd be working us as slaves."
                "He does.  He uses the makemonos to work in the plant
          up top, and he lets the humans take the brunt of the makemonos'
          frustrations.  Lets them rape our women and everything else,
          too.  That's why we're down here underground, isn't it?"
                "You're right.  But as for this asshole, what're we sup-
          posed to do with him?"
                "We're supposed to wait till he wakes up, and then we
          can do anything we want with him.  Boss's orders."
                "Thought so.  I was kinda anxious for something like
          that, anyway.  Let's go see how he's doing."
                Mamoru was now way too hurt to move, with bruises and
          lacerations covering every square inch of his body, and so
          he could do nothing when the door opened and the two guards
          walked in.  "Rise and shine, asshole!" one of them yelled as
          he poured a large bucket of cold water over him.
                The other guard bent over him and heard Mamoru let out
          a light moan of pain.  "Look, Zeke, he is awake.  Can I try
          something new on him?"
                "May as well, Billy.  Boss said we can do anything we
          want to spies."
                "Hee-haw!  Then let's get this fuckin' show on the
          road!"
                With all too much zeal, Bill turned Mamoru over on his
          stomach.  From then on, Mamoru could see nothing except floor,
          but a wave of pleasure coursed all over him seconds later
          when a cold metal rod was rammed straight up into his ass.
                "Now lookee here, Zeke.  I'm gonna learn ya somethin'
          new."
                Billy pulled out a stun gun, put it up to the tip of
          the rod inside Mamoru, and turned it on.  Multiple pleasure
          waves shot all through Mamoru as the electricity was let
          loose throughout his intestinal tract, causing him to or-
          gasm immediately before going unconscious.
                Zeke noticed the semen.  "Look, Billy-boy.  This guy's
          creamin' all over himself.  He really is a fag!"
                Billy started laughing hysterically as he turned the
          stun gun off.  "Well whadda ya know, Zeke, the boy's just
          our type!"
                Zeke said, "Get that there thang outta 'im, then!  I
          wanna be the first to fuck it!"
                "What'm I gonna do then," Billy protested, "just sit
          'ere an' beet mah meet?"
                "He got a mouth, too, don't he?"  Zeke answered.
                The two wasted no time whatsoever in taking off their
          pants and dropping down to the ground.  Zeke did not enter
          Mamoru's asshole at first.  Instead, he positioned his limp
          dick right between Mamoru's butt-cheeks, perpendicular to
          his asshole, and started rubbing it against his victim's
          black-and-blue flesh.  He kept doing that until it got hard,
          and only then did he bring it into to poor Mamoru's opening.
                Billy, on the other hand, just inserted his dick into
          the inert mouth and started fucking it like a jackrabbit,
          wondering why there was no response from his victim.  "Suck
          it, ya fuckin' asshole!" he yelled as he bitch-slapped him.
          No response.  He hit him again and again and again to no
          avail, but, as Billy was also a necrophiliac, he decided that
          this was actually quite good anyway.

                Bill and Zeke's pleasure was to be cut short, however,
          by an intensely bright, rainbow-colored light materializing
          on the other side of the wide-open door to the cell.  The
          two looked up at the light and could make out the forms of
          four fuku-clad teenage girls holding their hands in a circle,
          and indside that circle was the form of a little girl, no more
          that ten years old.  "Well I'll be!  More fun for our liddel
          partee!"
                "Don't get too excited, Billy-boy, day mite jest be
          sent by dat jakass Caesar."
                With that in mind, they pulled out of Mamoru's orifices
          just as the light was dissipating and the forms of the girls
          became solid.  When the light was gone, all that was left was
          the girls.
                Of course, the over-hyper, perverted-as-hell Billy was
          the first to speak up.  With his zipper still down and his
          little stump of a dick hanging out, he called over to the
          girls, "Hay, y'all wanna join our get-together, li'l phil-
          lies?"
                "Not if y'all was the last vibratahz on earth!"  Minako
          yelled back, trying to imitate their accent.  (Hey, why not?
          If they can put Brooklynites and Southerners in Japan, why
          not a couple of rednecks?)
                Zeke replied, "C'mon, y'all, just tryin' to be naybor-
          like.  Got a fresh juicee one rite here fer ya too!"  He
          motioned his head toward Mamoru's unconscious body.
                "You sick perverts!"  Rei yelled.  "You won't be allowed
          to abuse the bodies of unwilling young men!  I am Sailor Mars,
          and on behalf of the planet Mars..."
                Each senshi inserted their planet into the speech...
                "And on behalf of the planet Mercury..."
                "Also on behalf of Venus..."
                "And for Jupiter!"
                Finally, the girls shouted together, "We'll punish you!"

                Zeke and Billy just hit the deck laughing.  "Y'all think
          that's gonna scare us?  Why don't y'all just go back and tell
          Caesar dat we ain't goin fer it!"
                "Supreme Thunder!"
                In an instant, the room inside the cell glowed with a
          light more intense than that of looking directly at the sun
          in full daylight.  The skeletons of the two were clearly
          visible under their flesh as the voltage flushed through
          their bodies.  Jupiter's attack also burned off their hair
          and clothes, and was now burning their skin away from their
          muscle tissue, and was slowly burning the muscle tissue away
          from the bone.  Their eyes popped right out of their sockets,
          and the little peas they had in their crania were starting to
          ooze out their noses.  All they were able to do was scream
          when the lightning first hit them, but now they were unable
          to do even that.  In a matter of seconds, the two guards were
          dead.
                When the carnage had ended, a small voice came up from
          behind the senshi.  "I didn't have to see that, you know.  I'm
          just a kid!"
                The senshi's minds thought a singular thing, "Oh, shit!"
          Hindsight revealed that one of them could easily have covered
          Chibi-Usa's eyes and ears, but it was too late now.
                Rei went over to Mamoru and bent over him.  "Are you
          all right, Mamoru?"
                He didn't reply.
                Ami looked at him with her VR visors.  "He's uncon-
          scious," she related the information to the group, "and
          there's some type of liquid substance under his abdomen.
          Maybe we should turn him around and try to resuscitate him."
                "Good idea,"  Makoto said, as she grabbed his lower
          half and helped Rei turn him on his back.
                It was then that they saw exactly what the liquid on
          his abdomen was.
                This made Minako think back to the speech Rei gave when
          they first encountered Mamoru's assailants.  "Hey, Rei, maybe
          he wasn't so unwilling, after all."
                "What do you mean, Minako san?"  Chibi-Usa asked, having
          no idea what Minako meant by that?
                The girls just started cracking up.  Perplexed, Chibi-
          Usa just gave up trying to understand with an "I don't get it."
                "He's also badly hurt."  Ami continued relaying infor-
          mation to the group.  "It appears he has multiple contusions,
          heavy internal bleeding, and burnt tissue inside the rectum
          and intestinal tracts.  I think the best thing we can do is
          clean him up and get him someplace safe."

                "But how are we gonna clean him up, Ami chan?"  Makoto
          asked.  "I don't see any water fountains here or anything."
                "According to my computer, there seems to be a washroom
          around the corner from the hall we materialized in..."
                Ami's reply was interrupted in mid-sentence by the sound
          of footsteps.  Before long, a group of about 20 armed men was
          visible outside the cell.  As they were about to walk right
          past, one of the men at the back end of the group noticed the
          senshi beyond the open door.
                "Hey, yo!  Look at this!"
                The entire group stopped and accosted the senshi.
                "What the hell're you....  Hey, wait a minute!"  One of
          them noticed the bodies.  "That's Zeke and Bill!  Why, I
          oughta..."
                "You oughta what?"  Jupiter's tone was as if she was
          trying to intimidate them.
                "Shake your fuckin' hand for getting rid of those two
          assholes!  They were causing more trouble for us than helping
          us by raiding Caesar's amy's supplies every two days, and then
          almost leading them here.  By the way, what're you all doing
          dressed up as the Sailor Senshi?"
                "Because we are!"  Makoto blurted out.
                "Yeah, right.  And I'm Tuxedo fuckin' Kamen!"  the
          stranger retorted.
                Makoto, now insulted by the stranger's snide comment,
          used Sparkling Wide Pressure on the wall of the cell.  A hole
          was punched in the wall to reveal a bedchamber with a brown-
          headed man involved in a wild orgy with about 15 women.  They
          continued about their business, oblivious to the fact that a
          four-foot hole had been blasted in the wall.
                "Whoa, you really are Sailor Jupiter," another man from
          the wolf-pack said in awe, "or you're one of Caesar's fucking
          demons!"
                "Now just wait a minute."  Ami butted in.  "Just who is
          Caesar?  And why do you hate him so much?"
                "They're loyalists!"  Another voice shouted.  "Kill
          them!"
                "But wait!"  a fourth voice spoke up.  "What if they
          really are the Senshi?  They could really help us in our
          fight for Caesar!"
                The man who accused the Senshi of being loyalists went
          up to the man who made that last comment, and punched him
          hard, bringing his fist right through the other guy's skull
          and  out  the  back of his head, sending his blood and brain
          tissue everywhere.  As the corpse fell to the ground, the man
          let out, "I hate traitors!"
                Chibi-Usa, still traumatized from her nightmare and from
          seeing the violence of the past thirty minutes, fell into a
          state of shock and fainted.
                "Chibi-Usa chan!"  Mercury cried out.  "I won't allow you
          to get away with killing a fellow human being and traumatizing
          a little girl.  I am Sailor Mercury, champion of justice,
          and even if God forgives you, I won't!"  She was about to use
          Shining Aqua Illusion on the murderer, when suddenly she heard
          a nerdy voice from behind call her name.
                "Ami san?  Mizuno Ami. is that you?"

                Everybody turned around to see the brown-headed man that
          was involved in the orgy.  His appearance was anything but
          nerdy, with big muscles, a handsome face, and a dick that was
          invisible because it was currently being sucked on by three
          different women.  But his voice sounded strangely familar.
                The men all backed off once they heard the man recog-
          nize Ami, and she herself turned around to be disgusted by
          the sight of the ongoing orgy.  Ami honestly could not recog-
          nize the man, who appeared to be in his late forties, but
          after one whole minute of staring she made out a few things
          in his facial features and by the marks on his nose that could
          only have come from wearing glasses, she chanced a guess.
                "Umino?" (Remember the "Sailor Says" for U.S. episode
          #20, "...anybody can change...maybe even Melvin!"  Also re-
          member Volume 1, Act 4 of the manga, where the senshi wondered
          what Umino might look like with his glasses off.)
                "You mean, you're Sailor Mercury?  I thought you died
          21 years ago.  But you don't look like you've aged a day
          since back when we were 15.  Where've you been?"
                "You wouldn't believe me if I told you.  But what do
          you mean, I died 21 years ago?"
                "You mean you don't know about it?  It was all over the
          news.  The Sailor senshi were all mysteriously killed back in
          1999, and their bodies were found hooked up to this strange
          machine that looked like it raped them and took their blood
          at the same time."
                All the girls let out a gasp.  Minako spoke up, "You
          mean, we were killed 21 years ago in 1999?  That means,
          were in 2020!"
                "Right you are!"  Umino answered.  "How come you act
          like you didn't already know that?"
                "It's like Ami said,"  Makoto opened her mouth, "You
          wouldn't believe us if we told you."
                "Try me."  Umino's facial expression changed as it
          became apparent he was about to come.
                "Okay," Rei was the first with the courage to tell him
          their story.  "Back in 1993, this guy calling himself Muni-
          hausen showed up and he used Mamoru to get the Silver Crystal
          away from Sailor Moon.  Then, he threw Mamoru and Usagi through
          this green thing that looked like a gateway of some kind.
          We came here to get the crystal back and to find them."
                Minako continued Rei's explanation.  "Yeah, when we
          teleported to the future, we ended up here and two goons were
          torturing Mamoru.  Jupiter zapped them and then we ran into
          these guys," she pointed toward the thugs standing outside the
          cell.
                "Is that how this hole got into my wall?"
                Makoto blushed.  "Sorry, but these guys didn't be-
          lieve we were the Senshi, so I showed them.  And when I did,
          one of them started calling us demons sent by Caesar, who-
          ever that is."
                Umino told his guards to back off.  "Hey guys, calm
          down.  I knew these girls back before anybody even heard of
          Nagumo or Caesar."  He took a long, hard look at Jupiter.
          "Makoto Kino, right?"
                "Hey wait!" Ami reacted in surprise. "How do you know
          our real names?"
                "Well, you look just like Ami and Makoto.  You're just
          wearing different clothes than usual.  That's all.  Besides,
          you can say I'm not the same Umino you knew back in school.
          Not long after we graduated, I learned that you can't trust
          anybody in this world if you want to survive.  I got mani-
          pulated, beat up, and fucked over just too many times.  So
          I took up weight lifting and martial arts.  When Chou-jin
          destroyed the world and Caesar took it over, however, its
          like things went from bad to much worse, and so we all decided
          to go underground past the sewer tunnels.  We occasionally
          raid his army's barracks for food whenever we really need it,
          and occasionally one of his spies or his patrols'll find
          this place and we have to kill them before they can tell any-
          body else about us.  That's why the boys are so jumpy."  He
          looked at Mamoru.  "You're friend looks like he's really hurt.
          You want me to have someone look at that for you?"  By now he
          was coming into the girls' mouths, full throttle.
                "That would be great, but I'd like to stay there and
          watch."  Ami replied to Umino's offer.  She knew Umino to be
          a good person, but the sight of him coming into the mouths of
          three women made her suspiscious as to how else he could've
          changed.
                Rei thought for a minute, then blurted out her train
          of thought.  "So the legend of the Overfiend really is true!
          It's not just something my grandpa told me just to put me to
          sleep!"
                "Nope."  Umino answered as his orgasm was beginning to
          subside.  "The Chou-jin turned out to be a human in Osaka
          named Nagumo, even nerdier than I ever was and a complete
          hentai otaku to boot.  Who'd have known he'd turn out to be
          the Overfiend?"
                "But you keep talking about a Caesar taking over the
          world.  Who's he?"  Minako asked, voicing all the senshi's
          curiosity.
                "Right after Chou-jin destroyed the world, this guy
          named Caesar took advantage of the ensuing chaos to take
          over, staging public orgies and other types of parties to
          keep the people distracted in their own pleasure while he
          was out conquering entire nations.  Now he rules the world
          with terror, and they say he has an advisor called Faust
          who has the power to boss demons around."

                Up top, Faust had found another sacrifice and had of-
          fered it to Ulotec.  Once again, the thousand-penised form
          rose up out of the lake to rape its intended victim, this
          time taking the form of a humanoid with a jaguar's head, the
          hands of a gorilla with eagle talons for nails, and a 20-foot-
          thick body of a flourescent red color.  Instead of outright
          raping his victim like he did before, he decided to go for
          foreplay, licking her butt-cheeks and messaging her tits with
          twenty of his penes.  He fondled her clit with his right hand
          while holding her up in his left, and inserted his whole hand
          into her pussy, causing her to scream as she ejaculated more
          blood than Sailor Pluto at her death.  The loss of blood sent
          her into a state of shock as he continued finger-fucking her,
          and so her body was completely inert throughout the rest of
          the episode.  About 80 of his penes weren't doing anything
          just yet, so he put them to use by splitting them between her
          mouth, the space between her tits, and her asshole, after he
          had finished licking her there.  He used some of the others to
          hold her arms and legs apart, placing her body in an "X"-type
          position, pulled his claws out from between her labia, and de-
          cided to redistribute the number of penes to be ramrodded in
          each hole.
                As any onlooker witnessing this incident would be able
          to see, the time for foreplay was over and it was time to just
          get on with the business at hand.  Ulotec decided to try some-
          thing new, and so shoved five of his penes in each ear, rup-
          turing the eardrums, and drilling holes in her very brain.
          He fucked her in these new holes, and the folds of her cerebrum
          proved to be an effective surface for getting these appendages
          off.
                While he was litterally fucking her in the brain, he
          sent about twenty penes up her pussy and another eighteen in
          ber butt.  The blood he had drawn from her snatch made the
          flesh sticky, giving her pussy more grip on all twenty dicks,
          creating an ethereal ecstacy much relished by the demon.  The
          remainder he shoved in her mouth, inert as it was, but he used
          his hands to move the mouth back and forth, in effect jacking
          himself off with it.  He pulled some of his dicks out her
          mouth just as they were about to come, covering her face with
          a thick, purple nut.  As he busted nut in the rest of her
          holes, the tentacles holding her arms and legs impulsively
          started pulling in opposite directions, slowly quartering the
          victim.
                The monster stared at Faust.  "What is it this time,
          Munihausen?"
                Faust held up the ginzuishou in his left hand, in the
          same manner as when he showed it the the senshi back in 1993.
          He both informed and command Ulotec, "I have the ginzuishou.
          Now you will show me how to use it to reactivate the world
          after the Overfiend and Evil King meet."
                Ulotec responded, "I sense that you have sent both
          Usagi Tsukino and Mamoru Chiba into the present.  This is a
          wise choice, for you will need them both.  But beware, the
          Sailor Senshi have followed them here."
                "They are of no consequence.  If they interfere, they
          shall be destroyed."
                "Whatever.  But you must kill Mamoru Chiba and wash the
          ginzuishou in his blood, then throw his corpse to the make-
          monos.  As for Usagi Tsukino, she must be forced to give up
          her possession of the ginzuishou and to pronounce you as
          its heir.  Then, and only then, shall you be its master, and
          after that, you need only wait for the Overfiend and Evil
          King to meet, and the ginzuishou will discharge its duties
          at your volition."
                "Excellent.  Now you will tell me where I may find both
          Usagi Tsukino and Mamoru Chiba."
                So Faust was told exactly where he would find the two,
          and was informed of Mamoru's condition, and the location of
          the other senshi as well.

                A day had past since Mamoru had found the village and
          the other senshi had arrived, and Usagi was still in the
          mansion's basement.  Her wounds had pretty much healed by
          now (inhabitants of the Silver Millenium seem to heal at
          five to six times the rate of terrestrial humans), but all
          food had now been depleted, so she was both hungry for food
          and worried about her missing Mamo chan.  Masturbating may
          have helped her get her mind off these things the day before,
          but she had had enough of that and was now no longer horny.
                She had become tired of being cooped up in the same
          room all this time, but her first encounter with the make-
          monos had made her too afraid to climb the stairs that would
          take her above ground.  She remembered the open doorway in
          the middle of the floor, and that she had closed it because
          of the awful smell coming from the open hole.  "Could Mamo
          chan have gone down there?"  she thought to herself.  "I
          hope I didn't lock that thing on him."
                But she didn't have too long to sit and ponder on
          things like that.  Her train of thought was broken by the
          sound of footsteps right above the opening, and a dim light,
          kind of like sunlight on a cloudy day, shone in as the pas-
          sageway in was opened.  "Mamo chan?"  she called out in
          relief, glad that her lover had returned.
                But it was not to be.  As soon as she was able to see
          the feet of the person coming down the stairs, it was obvious
          that he wasn't Mamoru.  It was a gold, mechanical foot on one
          leg, mostly all covered by a long black robe.
                "So we meet again Usagi Tsukino."  Munihausen informed
          her.  "I was wise to throw you into my time, as now I have
          you alone and you may yet be of some use to me."
                "Never!  I'll never help you!"  Usagi said.
                "Your dear Mamoru is here too, and he is dying.  There
          may be nothing that can be done to save him.  But your love,
          perhaps..."
                Usagi remembered the last time somebody tried playing
          that trick on her, when the Dark Kingdom had captured Mamoru
          and Kunzite told her he wasn't doing too well in order to get
          her to cross over into their realm.  "You're lying!"
                "You may choose to believe that all you wish, but know
          that I am telling you the truth.  I will show you."

                Faust held up the ball and gave Usagi a little picture
          show.  At first, she saw the scene as it actually was, with
          Mamoru stuck in a bed in a broken-down hut, with Ami watching
          him and several attendants taking care of his wounds.  This
          was exactly what was going on at the moment, with no alter-
          ations.  They were cleaning him, putting ice on his bruises,
          stitching and bandaging his wounds, and other medical stuff.
                Usagi looked on and said loudly, "Mamo chan!"  She
          looked at Faust and asked, "Will he survive?"
                Faust calmly replied, "Behold, I will show you his
          future."  This was when he changed the scene into what he
          believed to be Usagi's worst fear.
                The scene before Usagi now was that of Mamoru in bed,
          with the other senshi around him.  "He's not going to make
          it past tonight," she overheard Ami saying to the other
          senshi.
                "Should we really give him his last dying wish?"  Makoto
          asked the other senshi.
                "Why not!"  Rei exclaimed.  "He is cute, oops!  I mean,
          it really is the man's dying wish.  I just wish Usagi were
          here to see this.  We'd make her way jealous."
                "She had no right hogging this hunk all to herself when
          there's plenty to go around, anyway."  Minako voiced her
          opinion.  "Can you believe the nerve of some people?"
                "I never really liked her, anyway."  Makoto said.  "I
          was just pretending to be her friend because she's the leader."
                "You're right."  Ami replied to Makoto.  "All she does
          is whine and moan about her own petty little problems.  'Why
          doesn't Mamoru love me?  Why?  Why?'  If she'd stop being
          such a ditzy airhead, maybe she'd still have Mamoru instead
          of having to wonder why he left her for the four of us."
                Makoto laughed.  "Yeah, but she doesn't know he's been
          boinkin' us on the side, right?"
                Minako replied, "No, I don't think so.  She's too ob-
          sessed to figure it out.  But there's one thing I wanna know.
          What was his dying wish?"
                "He's fucked us one at a time," Rei filled her in, "but
          we've never had just one big anything-goes-fun-filled-orgias-
          tic-as-hell fuckfest.  He said wanted to do that with all four
          of us before he died."
                A tear rolled down Usagi's cheek.  I was one thing for
          the other senshi to talk about her, especially Rei, but the
          thought of Mamoru leaving her to sleep with her best friends
          was just too much to bear.  "Turn it off!  I've seen enough
          you ugly creep!"  she yelled at Faust.
                "No, Usagi Tsukino, you have not.  There is more to
          their deceit than that which you have already seen."
                It has always been said that the more intellectual peo-
          ple in the worlds are also the most perverted, and Ami was
          the last person to prove this saying wrong.  She was the fas-
          test to take off her clothes and strddle Mamoru's chest,
          bubbing her pussy against the badly bruised and wounded flesh
          of his upper torso, getting herself off more so than him.
                Rei preferred the more direct approach.  She went over
          to his limp dick, put in in her hand, and started jacking it
          off in order to get it hard.  After stroking for half a
          minute, his microscopic soldier finally stood at attention.

  To continue.  Once Rei got his dick hard, she moved
          her hand to his balls and took all of his dick into her
          mouth, gently carressing
          his head with her tongue and very, very, very slightly rubbing
          the length of his shaft with her teeth.  He was barely con-
          scious, but this caused him to wake up and let out a large
          moan of both suprise and pleasure.  This gave Ami the idea
          of slowly rubbing her crotch up his chest until it found its
          way sitting directly over his mouth.  In spite of his dick
          size, Mamoru's tongue was more than long enough to make up
          for it, and he responded to the hot piece of meat over his
          mouth by immediately darting his tongue in and out of her
          luscious sheath.
                Makoto and Minako were watching this and getting quite
          turned on.  Mamoru's mouth and dick had already been taken,
          so they moved to a place where he could see them and started
          giving him a little show of their own.  At first, they star-
          ted with the basics, kissing each other while Minako fondled
          Makoto's well-endowed bosom with her hands, kneading the huge
          mounds and rubbing them around in a circular motion, making
          sure her palms paid special attention to Mako chan's rock-
          hard nipples.
                Makoto returned the favor by lowering her left hand to
          the level of Minako's groin and fingering the area around her
          vagina, getting it just lubricated enough so that she could
          stick her fingers in.  With her right hand, she decided to
          use that for the purposes of her own pleasure.
                Back on Mamoru, Rei was still sucking him and could
          feel that he was about to come, so she ended her little blow-
          job and kept her hand on his dick in order to help him to
          maintain his erection.  She got on top of him, and was in
          such a position as to be facing Ami.  So she rode Mamoru's
          dick with all the force she could muster and at the same time
          keep her balance so she could kiss and fondle Ami.  This
          proved to be something of a challenge, but it worked out just
          fine.
                Rei could barely feel Mamoru's dick inside her, as she
          was still a bit stretched from having been with Jason just
          the other night, but she could feel it twitch as he was about
          to let loose a cataclysmic load.  She was beginning to feel
          good too, from Ami's kisses and fondling of her tits.  As for
          Ami, Mamoru's tongue was a more than efficient instrument for
          bringing her to an orgasm, too.  Consequently, the room was
          filled with earth-shattering yells as all three came together.
                Makoto and Minako had changed positions while this was
          all going on, and were now involved in an intense sixty-nine.
          Makoto licked and licked circles around Minako's opening,
          paying extra-special attention to her clit and making sure
          to tease that special place every so oftenby licking circles
          around it.  Minako moaned in plasure in order to voice her ap-
          proval, while she was fingering Makoto's clit while darting
          her tongue in and out of Makoto's inviting snatch.  The sound
          of their companions coming had brought them to an orgasm
          shortly afterward, but their moment of triumph was cut short
          by an "Oh shit!" coming out Rei's mouth.
                Everybody looked up to see what was wrong, and Rei told
          them that his dick wasn't getting limp after he came.  Ami
          bent over to check his pulse, and that confirmed the worst.
                Mamoru was dead.
                The four girls just stared at each other for a few
          seconds, and then started cracking up in a maniacal fit of
          laughter.
                "We should've beat his ass a long time ago and done it
          to him then!"  Rei said...

                The show stopped there as Usagi cried out enough tears
          to flood the entire room.  How dare they?  Not only did her
          beloved Mamoru leave her for all four of her best friends and
          not only did her friends betray her by sleeping with him,
          but they all beat him up just so they could have an orgy be-
          fore they died!  "The nerve of those girls!"  Usagi yelled
          out.  "Doing that to me!  I'm gonna kill'em!"
                Faust grinned and chuckled under his breath, then stopped
          it as soon as Usagi looked up at him again.  "Do you know where
          he is?"
                "Yes.  But he is too far away for you to save him
          without my help."
                "Take me to him!  Please, I'm begging you."

                In the village, Mamoru was asleep in a bed, with the
          other four senshi, long since changed back into their normal
          identities, in the same room watching over him.  Four of
          Umino's people, all doctors who had also fled underground to
          escape Caesar, had tended Mamoru's wounds and told the girls
          that he'd be all right in about a week or so.  Everybody was
          worried about Usagi, but Mamoru was the only one who had any
          information about her whereabouts, and since they knew better
          than to try getting information out of an unconscious person,
          they reluctantly decided to wait for the morning, when the
          doctors predicted he would gain consciousness.
                Everybody was on the verge of falling asleep, but Rei's
          evil sense told her that falling asleep was the worst thing
          they could do.
                The other four girls (Ami, Makoto, Minako, and Chibi-
          Usa) were talking to each other about how they all wanted to
          turn in for the night.
                "I don't think that's a good idea," Rei protested.
          "I've got this weird feeling that that guy's gonna come for
          Mamoru tonight, and I think we'd better be ready for him."
                "What about Chibi-Usa?"  Minako asked.  "She doesn't
          have to stay up with us, does she?"
                Rei answered, "Of course not, Minako, just us four.
          Damn.  You're getting as bad as that airhead Usagi!"
                "Well excuuuuuse me!"
                The four of them put Chibi-Usa to bed in a room next
          to the one in which they had Mamoru.  "So what do you think
          we should do to keep ouselves awake?"  Makoto asked.
                Minako came in.  "I bet I can think of something."
          With that she started taking her shirt off and motioning to
          the others, "Ever wanted to know what it felt like with a
          girl?"
                Ami was repulsed by the idea.  "You're sick, Minako.
          Besides, this is no time to play sex games when that man
          can come for Mamoru at any minute!  You all heard what Rei
          said."
                "Oh, c'mon, Ami," Makoto defended her friend, "don't
          you geniuses ever have any fun?"
                "Yeah!"  Minako was kind of turned off by Ami's re-
          sponse.  "We'll all fall asleep if we don't do something to
          keep us awake.  And if you don't wanna get involved, you
          can put yourself on guard duty."
                Ami reluctantly exited the room to stand guard over
          the girls' room and Chibi-Usa's while the girls decided to
          have some fun.
                Minako was already working on taking off her clothes,
          and had already taken off her light blue dress.  She moved
          over to Rei and put her breasts in her face.
                Minako's bra opened from the front, so Rei understood
          the cue.  With her teeth, she opened the front clasp and
          began kissing Minako's lovely mounds of flesh.
                Makoto came up from behind Minako and pulled down her
          panties, also with her teeth.  As soon as the panties were
          out of the way, she started kissing Minako's butt-cheeks,
          and licking her asshole.  She took her left hand started
          pleasuring herself, massaging her clit and her labia until
          she started lubricating, then she stopped licking Minako's
          asshole for just long enough to put her own finger in her
          mouth and taste the juices.  Minako noticed her doing this,
          and asked, "So how's it taste, Mako-chan?"
                "Mmmm-Mmmm! Yummy!"  She said as she went back to
          work, this time eating out her friend while pleasuring
          herself at the same time.
                Rei had stopped kissing on Minako's tits and was now
          kneading them with her hands while the two girls shared a
          massive French kiss.  After about four-and-a-half straight
          minutes of kissing, Minako ended it and whispered in Rei's
          ear, "Lay down.  I wanna know how you taste."
                Minako took off Rei's brown shorts and red lace panties,
          and Rei lay down on her back.  Minako pursued Rei's descent
          to the floor, and Makoto followed so as to finish what she was
          doing.
                Rei grabbed her right tit inside her right hand, and
          with her left hand she reached down to masturbete a little
          before Minako reached her cunt.  She lubricated her pussy
          enough to get her index finger in, and then she, like Makoto,
          pulled it out so she can taste the juices.  As she sensuously
          licked the juice off her finger, making a spectacle out of it
          for Minako's pleasure, a smile crossed her lips.  Minako took
          this as the signal to go down on her, diving in not to tease
          her clit or massage her labia or any dumb shit like that, but
          to just ram that tongue straight up in her pussy for the sole
          purpose of basting it her Rei's love juices.  Rei let out a
          slight moan as Minako's tongue went in deeper than she had
          expected.
                Makoto continued eating Minako, who would've let out
          some audible acknowledgement the Makoto was doing her job
          well, but she was just too well-mannered to talk with her
          mouth full.  But Makoto's tongue was now well inside Minako,
          darting in and out at full throttle.  Minako had urinated
          recently, so there was a nasty taste to her genitalia, but
          Makoto was somehow able to ignore that and kept on licking.
                Their fun was interrupted when Mamoru, hours ahead of
          schedule, regained consciousness, jumped up to a sitting
          position, and cried out as a man who had just seen his lover
          kidnapped, tortured, raped, or otherwise hurt, "Usakooo!"

                It was now 1996, and a young man in Dayton, Ohio, in
          the U.S.A., was sleeping peacefully.  In his dream, he was
          in a strange place which his instinct told him had some-
          thing to do with time.  He started walking through the tun-
          nel, and then ran due to his excitement.  He wandered around,
          staring at the walls and taking in the whole scene in awe and
          and wonder.
                He ran, unaware that he was running to the place
          where past, present, and future meet, but when he got
          there he couldn't believe the sight lying on the floor
          in front of him.
                What he saw was the badly mutilated body of a beautiful
          young woman, mutilated by a set of slashmarks on her face,
          all the skin and muscle tissue eaten away from all four
          limbs, her pubic hair and the upper layer of the underlying
          skin shaven from her groin, and a slit in her abdomen with
          both her intestines pulled out, also appearing to have been
          split open.
                Poor Nathaniel stood aghast at the sight before him,
          but at the same time he couldn't resist the urges that were
          emanating from the core of his subconscious and touching him
          on the fringes of conscious thought.  Something was telling
          him to go down, to drop to his knees and go down on her.
          He resisted for what seemed to be an eternity of torment as
          his will battled his instinctual drive, but eventually his
          will lost and he did as commanded.
                The first thing he did was drop down and begin licking
          the blood off her thighs.  It was quite dried up and caked
          onto her flesh after three years of being dead, but the rate
          of decay of organic matter on the ethereal plane was virtually
          nonexistent.  Thus, there was no stench, and the blood tasted
          sweet to his virgin tongue.  The flesh, however, was cold and
          stiff to his touch, but her coldness excited him and turned
          his semi-hard-on into a rock-hard woody.  He moved his tongue
          up her leg, licking up all the three-year-old vaginal blood
          and savoring the taste.  After reaching the top end of her
          right leg, at the point where it meets the groin, he began
          licking the left side of her pussy, and then began licking
          clockwise circles around the clit button.  The pussy was
          colder than an Antarctic wind blast, but the icy feeling
          on his tongue and lips felt good.  After a few revolutions
          around her clit, he went from licking to kissing it, to
          gently sucking.  He sucked at her pussy while slowly moving
          his mouth down to the level of her sheath, and he kissed it
          on the lips head on, as though he were kissing her face.
          With his tongue, he licked the opening a couple times, and
          then decided it was safe to penetrate her orally.  As he
          did so, mounds of pubic hairs, moist from spending three years
          in her excellently well-preserved, and very wet, vagina,
          found their way onto the tip of his tongue.
                He didn't like this taste, and once he realized that
          her pussy was a giant hairball, he decided to remove his
          mouth from her cavity and bring it up to the level of her
          tits.  Her fuku was so much torn that he could easily access
          any part of her body he wanted, and so he started sucking
          on the tit with the bitten-off nipple.  Kissing the well-
          developed breast, he worked his way to the part where the
          nipple was bitten off.  Sucking gently, his mouth lifted up
          the blood that had been welled-up in the large wound.  To him,
          it tasted like cold Coca-Cola, and for some reason this made
          it even more exciting.
                His hand caressed her other tit, the ripe, by now solid,
          and perfect breast fitting perfectly into the cup of his hand.
          This gave him one free hand, and with it he reached for and
          undid his zipper, and then arched his back so as to let the
          entire length of his dick go deep into her cold, dry, and
          unexplainably hairy snatch.
                From the beginning he pumped her pussy, pushing back
          that pubic hair, while that same hair gave his sensitive head
          the feeling of a thousand miniature tentacles all over the
          tip of his shaft.  This drove him wild, bringing him to the
          verge of his rapture half an hour before usual.  At the begin-
          ning of his ecstasy, it was like he wanted to share his "hap-
          piness" with the slow-rotting corpse, and lapped up as much
          of her tit-blood as he could with his tongue, then brought
          his lips up to her mouth.  He closed his eyes and, kissing
          her gently at first, he worked his way up to "full tongue-
          in-cheek penetration" as his orgasm built up, then released.
                Right after his load released and the spasms in his
          penis were winding down, he felt something strange happening
          with the corpse beneath him.  He opened his eyes and was
          surprised to see the wounds on her face healed.  His first
          instinct was to look toward her limbs, but before he got a
          chance to follow that through the answer came to him, in
          the form of a pair of long fleshy arms wrapping themselves
          tightly around his torso.  Her eyes were no longer cold,
          either, and instead glowed with the new life that had now
          been returned to her.
                She pulled his head down to hers, and kissed him long
          and passionately.  She then freed her hands, pushed him off
          her body, and beat the shit out of him.

                It was now 2020, before that night on which the girls
          had their orgy.  Mamoru was still unconscious, and Makoto
          decided to go for a walk around the underground city.  It
          was amazing to her, that a system of caves could be carved
          into an entire system of roads, sewage drains, and an en-
          tire city.
                She made it to the cave, the opening at which Mamoru
          was beaten unconscious, and she could see that the blood had
          not yet been cleaned up from where he had been ganged up on,
          along with blood-staned bits of broken bottles, bricks,
          metal pipes, etc, littered throughout a 20-foot radius of
          that same general area.  'What a mess!' she thought to her-
          self, 'How the hell can anybody just look at that without
          it bothering them?'  And, homemaker that she is, she pro-
          ceeded over there to clean up the mess.
                Her time over there was short-lived, and only minutes
          later she was startled by the ring of gunshots and the
          clashing of swords from just outside the cave.  She ran up
          to the opening of the cave and saw what looked like an army
          of hideous, grotesque creatures locked in fierce battle with
          the guard outside the cave.  The monsters' shouts of "Kill
          them all and take the women as slaves!" quickly made up her
          mind as to whether or not she should get involved.
                "Jupiter Star Power...MAKE UP!!!!"
                After all the flashing lights of her transformation
          were over, she headed straight into the fray.
                As she got to the edge of the cave, she saw two in-
          dividuals circling each other, throwing insults at each
          other like old enemies closing in for a duel to the bitter
          end.
                One of the opponents, a hideous, grotesque creature,
          with one red eye, bluish hair, and a single horn on the side
          of his face.  "You've kept me from the women in this cave
          long enough, Jahmal, and now I intend to pay you back for it!"
                The other, a black man who Makoto thought was quite
          handsome in form, but who was also just as big as the makemono
          circling him, was who seemed to be the creature's target.
          "Yeah, right, Buju.  We've been through this before and you're
          really starting to bore me.  So let's get this over with so
          I can go back to washing my hair or something.  But then I
          guess all you can do is talk since you can't take on a real
          man, anyway."  He started laughing.
                "Why, you..."  Buju lunged at Jahmal, fist forward, but
          Jahmal just sidestepped, grabbed Buju's extended forearm and
          pulled it forward, causing Buju to lose his balance and fall
          flat on his face.
                Jahmal was an honorable man, and so he gave Buju a
          chance to return to his feet before continuing the struggle.
                Buju only half got up before rushing into Jahmal again,
          this time knocking his entire weight into Jahmal's knees and
          toppling him over.  "The bigger you humans are..." he said to
          himself and prepared to go for his sword.
                "The harder you makemonos fall!" Jahmal was still lying
          on the ground, but he was able to manage a kick from that
          position, connecting with Buju's right wrist (the one going
          for the sword) and carrying enough force to snap his wrist
          back so far that Makoto could hear it snap thirty feet away,
          and it snapped his wrist so far back that his skin was ruptured
          and was ejaculating blood.  In pain, Buju let out a scream.
                "Muthafucka!!!!" Buju brought his left fist down, aiming
          for Jahmal's face, but Jahmal was able to roll out of the way
          and Buju's fist just hit the rock-hard ground, not even phased
          by the apparent pain such an impact would cause bare flesh.
                Buju's maneuver had caused him to be in a bent-over po-
          sition, and Jahmal, still on the ground, brought his foot up
          again, this time kicking him full in the testicles.  Again,
          Buju let out an indication of pain and this gave Jahmal time
          to get up and finish the job.
                He implanted his right fist square into Buju's left tem-
          ple.  "That was for my mother!"
                Next, with his left hand, he ripped off the bone-looking
          mask that covered Buju's face.  Come to find out, it wasn't a
          mask, and the monster could do nothing but scream in blood-
          curdling agony as a large part of his face was (somewhat)
          surgically removed from him.  "And that was for my wife!"
                Finally, he brought his right foot into Buju's neck,
          the force behind the kick severing Buju's spinal cord, break-
          ing his spine, and all the skin on his neck except for a
          small bit; his head was hanging on the rest of his body by
          nothing more than a tiny "thread" of his skin.  "And this...
          this was just for the hell of it!!!!"
                Buju's lifeless corpse now lay on the ground before
          Jahmal, who had avenged his mother and his wife after twenty
          years, but didn't really have much time to savor his triumph;
          upon seeing Buju dead, a band of fifteen makemonos broke off
          from the battle going on all around and headed his way, guns
          ready for slaughter.
                But they never made it.

                "SPARKLING WIDE PRESSURE!!!!"

                A large disk of lightning made its way to the advancing
          column of makemonos, disintegrating five of them while they
          were about ten feet away from the victorious Jahmal.  The re-
          maining makemonos started laughing and kept on coming.

                "BURNING MANTRA!!!!"

                This time, seven were roasted in the flames, the smell
          of burning flesh and hair, dirty flesh and hair, filling the
          entire area outside the cave and insulting the nostrils of the
          humans, while driving the makemonos on.

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                Inside the cave, Makoto had meant to go out and help
          the guards fight off the makemono raiders, but as soon as
          she first caught sight of Jahmal, her heart was struck with
          such awe and wonder that she just couldn't move.  It was as
          if the sight of the tall, stately black knight had enthralled
          her and it took all she could do to keep from masturbating on
          the spot or throwing herself at him right then and there, thus
          giving his opponent the chance to wipe him (and her) off the
          face of the earth.
                She knew she had to go out there and help, but her mind
          just forced her to freeze, unable to do any of the things she
          wanted to do or had to do, and so she had no choice but to
          admire her hero from afar.
                A soldier ran past her and into the cave, yelling,
          "Makemono!  The makemono are attacking!!!!"
                This still didn't get her to move.
                Seconds later, three entire platoons exited the cave
          to help fight off the invaders, with the senshi in tow, but
          even the sight of her friends didn't do it for her, not
          even Rei's slapping her in the face to get her to snap out
          of it.  It was only when Jahmal had defeated Buju, and when
          she saw the makemono coming at him then, that her brain re-
          linquished the stiffness it had placed on her body.
                Against one, the man she wanted between her legs had
          no problem, but against fifteen of those monsters.  "NO!"
          she yelled out loud.  "I can't let them... SPARKLING WIDE
          PRESSURE!!!!"
                Five were electrocuted and their tiny little brains
          were coming out their noses, eyes popping out of their soc-
          kets, and all that other fun stuff.  But the rest still
          kept coming at him.
                "It's about time, girlfriend!"  Rei looked at Makoto
          in relief that her friend had come out of her comatose state,
          and saw where she was aiming.  'Damn! Talk about ugly!' she
          thought as she looked at the man Mako chan seemed to be pro-
          tecting with that shot.  'Oh well, for her sake...'
                "BURNING MANTRA!!!!"
                Seven more were toasted.  The smell of burning, oily,
          flesh and fur insulting the nostrils of all the humans in the
          area while driving on the makemonos who were fighting them.
          But as for the remaining three that were approaching Jahmal,
          they, all of a sudden, turned chickenshit an ran.  "Demons!"
          they shouted as they ran back toward where the bulk of their
          kind were, "There's demons inside that cave!"  But their
          cries fell upon deaf ears as the ring of human machine guns,
          and the bullets from those guns, finished them off.
                By now, the other senshi had transformed and were about
          to leave the cave and enter the fray.  Makoto wasted no time
          in leading the charge, and before she was even ten feet away
          from the opening, about eight of the creatures had jumped her.
                She kicked one of them in the groin, distracting it long
          enough for her to knock out the two that had guns, but the
          other five were able to grab her and pull her to the ground
          before she could accomplish that task.  The one that got his
          nuts crushed a few minutes ago got up.  "That ain't funny
          what you did to my nuts just now, ya bitch!"  He proceeded
          to grab a machine gun from one of his cohorts.  "Now try
          some of this!"
                As hard as possible, he rammed the barrel of the gun
          straight up Mako's pussy, the warmth of recently used steel
          and the smell of gunpowder turning her off immensely.  "Yeah,
          bitch.  If ya wanna live, say you like it.  Say you want me
          to pull the trigger inside you..."
                Makoto was so repulsed by this statement she started
          screaming and kicking, and contracting her vaginal muscles in
          such a way as to push the gun out of her pussy.  But that was
          all she was able to do.
                Eight against one proved to be terrible odds, and the
          makemono just grabbed her and subdued her again.  "We was just
          gonna fuck ya," one yelled as he slapped her, "but now that ya
          had ta try that shit..."  Then he just trailed off into an evil
          laugh.
                She continued to struggle, but the last thing she could
          remember was the butt of a rifle striking hard up against her
          left temple before she blacked out.

                When Makoto woke up she found herself on a bed, with
          a bandage over the left side of her head and her clothing
          on the floor and to the side, and was still feeling quite
          disorientated when she heard the squeaking of an opening
          door.
                This quickly brought her to her senses, and she jumped
          out of her bed.  Realizing that she didn't have enough time
          in which to dress herself, she went to hide right next to
          the door, hoping to get the advantage of whoever, or what-
          ever, was coming in to see her.
                The door opened, and from the shadow cast by the light
          coming in from the hall, she could see that it was only one
          person or creature.  As soon as the person had made it past
          the door, she didn't even think of finding out who it was
          and simply dropped down and kicked him in the back of the
          knees, putting her full weight and force into it.  Her victim
          fell on his face, and without hesitation got up over his back
          and punched him straight in his spine, but even all of her
          force seemed to come short of cracking his vertebrae and
          severing his spinal cord.  "Whoa, wait up a minute!  I was
          just coming in to make sure you're all right!"
                Makoto looked up from her target and noticed a bowl
          of soup spilled and broken on the other side of the room,
          and realized that something had flown out of his hands when
          she had first downed him.  She stepped away, stood up and
          demanded of him, "Get up slowly so I can see who you are,
          and you better not try anything funny!"
                He got up slowly and began turning around.  Before
          she could even get his profile, she recognized him, and
          bowed extra-humbly-low in apology.  "Jahmal!  Oh I'm so
          sorry!"
                He had finished turning around, and was surprised.
          "How... how did you know my name?"
                "You might think I'm wierd but... I saw you outside,
          fighting that big monster.  I just had to meet you but..."
                Jahmal just now realized that she was naked, and was
          a bit embarrassed to be looking at her like that, and was
          hoping she wouldn't notice the bulge in his pants.  "It's
          okay, don't be sorry.  I'm gonna cut out right now so you
          can get dressed.  How about it if we talk later?"
                But it was too late, and she did notice his bulge.
          "No, don't go... I need to ask you something."
                "What's that?"
                She went over to him and very seductively probed his
          ear with her tongue, while petting his dick with her right
          hand.  "Is it true.." she was almost to embarrassed to
          continue.
                Almost.
                "Is it true what they say about African-American men?"
                Jahmal was shocked.  Back in the 1990's he remembered
          how his friend Jason would tell him about the pow-wow circuit
          and all about the groupies there, the non-Indian women who
          would practically throw themselves down on the ground spread-
          eagle before him, just to see what an Indian dick felt like.
          He remembered his black friends telling him similar stories
          about the girls from the suburbs, wanting to know if black
          was truly beautiful.  But it had never happened to him; not
          in America, and in the almost twenty years he had been
          stranded in Japan, not even the hama-ko (litterally, "Ham-
          mer child," slang for Japanese girls who try to act black,
          and do it worse than the American kids who try to do the
          same thing) did that to him.  She was the first to try it,
          and it took him by surprise, but then a little voice inside
          his head said to him, "Relax.  This bitch is hot, and she
          wants your dick bad.  Go for it!"  Thus it was so.
                He lifted up his right hand and reached for her
          titties, but without hesitation she pulled away from him,
          saying, "Not so fast."
                She dropped down to her knees and unzipped his pants,
          pulled out his dick and started jerking him off, but as soon
          as she started stroking it, he came right in her eye.
                Makoto's reflexes didn't fail her, and she closed her
          eyes right as the sperm was about to hit.  She then turned
          the mishap into an opportunity for further (though obviously
          unnecessary) seduction, by rubbing her right index finger
          over her eye and getting it covered with semen, and then
          slowly inserting in into her mouth, licking the creamy and
          fine white wine off her finger, and then, moving it around
          in a spiral motion, slowly took her finger out of her mouth,
          taking over two minutes to complete the operation.
                While she was doing this, she also moved herself into
          such a position that she was lying on her back, with her
          knees bent and her feet firmly on the floor, so that her
          tight, firm, beautiful ass was suspended in mid-air.  She
          began twisting her hips in a clockwise motion, shaking her
          ass around slowly, deliberately, to the point of almost
          making her lover come again.  When she was done licking the
          nut off her finger, she moved that hand slowly down to her
          clit, carressing every inch of skin in between that and her
          mouth, and paying special attention to her beautifully well-
          developed tits, which were in fact the part that fascinated
          Jahmal the most about her, as such mammary glands were uncom-
          mon among Japanese women.
                She bent her head over and grabbed the tit with her
          hand, allowing the nipple to make contact with her tongue.
          This caused waves of pleasure to surge through her body, and
          she decided this was too good to stop, so she kept doing
          that for awhile.
                Jahmal had had all he could stand and was about to
          explode a second time.  His full length was already exposed
          and in plain sight, so he just dropped to the floor on his
          knees and grabbed her hips, pulling them towards his throb-
          bing rod of love.  She was caught by surprise when she first
          felt him grab hold of her and drag her across the floor, but
          she was far enough away that she had the time to get ready
          and plan what to do next.  So, as soon as his head was about
          to touch her gorgeous lips, she pulled away.  "Not yet,
          loverboy.  First ya gotta suffer just a little bit more."
                Jahmal was a brilliant fighter, as he had a ninth-
          degree black belt in jujitsu and was also one of the original
          party to take refuge in the subterranean tunnels so many
          years ago, and had been the commander of all the refugee "ar-
          mies" to form since then.  But sexually he wasn't real good
          at asserting himself, so he took the back seat to Makoto's
          commands.

                She raised up to her knees and resumed sucking her
          left tit, while moving her right hand down to her vaginal
          area, rubbing it not so much to pleasure herself as to
          drive him wild with passion.  With this in mind, she just
          rubbed herself and finger-fucked herself, even faking an
          orgasm, since in her limited sexual experience she had
          already learned enough to know that most men can't tell
          one part of a woman's vagina from the other, let alone tell
          when a woman's faking an orgasm.
                Makoto's plan worked.  The stately warrior Jahmal Ard,
          Supreme Commander of the now well-developed underground
          army (which could now almost rival Caesar's), defender of
          the caves and slayer of Buju, the Eastern Kyou-Ou, was now
          reduced to less than silly putty before a girl not even
          one-third his age (he was 46).  By this point, he was now
          so worked up, so consumed with passion, that he was about
          to begin jacking off, but decided instead to take the
          same course that his friend had taken with her friend 27
          years ago...
                "Bitch, prepare to get FUCKED!"
                "Yeah!  That's more like it!"  Makoto had wanted to
          hear him say something to that bottom-line effect before she
          would let him set his dick indside her, and she was now quite
          pleased to see him take such an initiative.
                He went over there, sick-and-tired of her juvenile
          game, and took charge by grabbing her torso and forcing his
          entire length inside her inviting snatch, which ripped on
          account of his thickness, and the fact that the width of her
          love-hole was inversely proportional to the size of her tits.
          But she didn't feel her pussy being ripped in half, as her
          leading him into taking charge was also turning her on, too,
          playing a little girl's game with a grown-up man.  She screamed
          in pleasure, louder and louder, with every thrust of his pul-
          sating love-tool.  "Harder!  Harder!"  she commanded, and
          he really had no problem complying to her command.  He
          pumped her harder and harder,  his dick not softening up
          even after he came a second time, or even a third time, but
          his own desire for this woman allowing his dick to stay hard
          enough to keep pumping and pumping and pumping, alternately
          kissing her and sucking her tits, fondling her nipples with
          hand and tongue, and probing the far reaches of her mouth,
          which was now attached to a now almost-unconscious body.
                Finally the moment arrived.  Her back arched to the
          point of almost breaking, and within and without her she could
          feel the massive spasming of muscles, convulsing around the
          hard piece of meat that had been drilling her for the past
          two hours.  It was wonderful, the pleasure spilling all
          throughout her entire body, manifesting itself as the juices
          that now made his dick feel like it was really sweaty, but
          the pulsation of her twat forcing him to come a fourth time.
                "Was it as good for you as it was for me?" she asked...

                When a man is sleeping, knocked out, or otherwise un-
          conscious, he dreams, and Mamoru was no exception.  In his
          dream he saw himself naked, with the naked forms of all four
          senshi surrounding him, pleasuring him, sucking on all his
          body parts and driving him wild with desire.  But, no matter
          how much he begged or pleaded, none of them would give him
          the pleasure of letting him lick their cunts of assholes.
                Minako and Makoto shared his dick, taking turns between
          devouring his shaft or his balls, while Ami massaged his chest
          with her tits.  Rei, on the other hand, had tied his hands to
          stakes implanted in the rocky ground he was lying on, and
          was now stradding his face, keeping her ripe, firm ass a few
          inches out of reach from his lips.  She would shake it around
          in front of him, stirring it round and round, teasing him,
          but by no means was she going to let him have it.
                Of all the senshi, and of all their incredibly delec-
          tible cunts, tits, and asses, Rei was probably the only one
          he liked anywhere near as much as he liked Usagi, and he
          knew that she liked him even more; she was just playing hard-
          to-get.  He didn't like women that did this to him anymore
          than he liked women who were overly pushy, but this time he
          didn't have much of a choice.
                He found solace in Ami, however, as she laid her snatch
          right in his face, and she was already wet, enabling him to
          get his parched throat a nice, hot, juicy drink. So he exten-
          ded his tongue to get a few licks, and enjoyed the taste.  He
          started darting his tongue in and out of her pussy, sending
          waves of pleasure up her spine and more love-honey down his
          throat.
                The taste was not to be sweet for long, however, as
          Mamoru's licks soon caused Ami to lose control of organs other
          than her pussy, namely her bladder and her urethra, and she
          spilled at least a quart of urine down his throat.  Mamoru
          didn't recognize this, and, thinking she had just come, was-
          ted no time in swallowing the salty and strangely bitter
          liquid, smiling all the while.
                He continued eating Ami, while Minako and Makoto stayed
          on his dick, Minako deep-throating his shaft and Makoto
          licking the line between his balls and his ass, eventually
          taking his balls in her mouth and massaging them with her
          tongue.  Her tongue caressed his balls, moving across the
          surface of his scrotum in a circular pattern, while sucking
          on his sack at the same time, applying better suction than
          even the most expensive of vacuum cleaners.
                Minako, on the other hand, would've had a hard time
          keeping his little button-dick from slipping out her mouth
          in real life, but in his dream his dick was long enough for
          him to stay in business.  So she kept it down her throat,
          the friction of his glans against her esophagus sending ex-
          treme impulses down his shaft and to his brain.  What wasn't
          touching her esophagus, she laid siege to with her tongue,
          and it was so good that Mamoru came right there.
                When he came, it was a little more than he bargained
          for.  Fuck that, it was a LOT more.  As soon as the first
          drop of nut left his glans, his penis started transforming,
          turning into something completely monstrous and alien, into
          ten long tentacles with spikes surrounding their heads.  The
          spikes ruptured Minako's mouth, puncturing her cheeks and the
          entire area of her throat.
                The second one grew where his balls were, and its ma-
          terialization split Makoto's head in half, brains scattering
          all over Minako's and Rei's bodies.  A third one formed in
          the place of his tongue, and had a like effect on Ami, but
          this one grew to be so thick that it litterally caused her
          body to explode.  Other penes formed, strangling the life
          out of poor Rei, while others surrounded her tits and even
          others entered her mouth and pussy, indeed all the holes
          they could find on her luscious body, and even inventing
          some new ones, before killing her.
                "Noooooooooo!!!!!!!" was all he could scream as he
          looked on in shock, helpless to prevent himself from killing
          his beloved Usako's best friends.  But then he saw the cause
          of his misery.
                Before him appeared the black-robed form of Munihausen,
          floating in the air and laughing.
                "Hahahahahahaha....  So how do you like my little pre-
          sent, Mamoru Chiba?"
                "You call this a present?  Is that supposed to be some
          kind of a sick joke?!"
                "Not at all, for now you are just in a dream of your
          own devising.  But I will tell you this, Mamoru.  Behold, and
          I will show you the fate of your lover!"
                Munihausen opened his robe, and the figure of Usagi ap-
          peared, bound, gagged, and naked.  "You have exactly two hours
          to appear before me if you want to see your woman again,
          Mamoru Chiba.  When you awake, follow your instinct, and I
          will tell it where to find me."

                Makoto continued eating Minako, who would've let out
          some audible acknowledgement that Makoto was doing her job
          well, but she was just too well-mannered to talk with her
          mouth full.  But Makoto's tongue was now well inside Minako,
          darting in and out at full throttle.  Minako had urinated
          recently, so there was a nasty taste to her genitalia, but
          Makoto was somehow able to ignore that and kept on licking.
                Their fun was interrupted when Mamoru, hours ahead of
          schedule, regained consciousness, jumped up to a sitting
          position, and cried out as a man who had just seen his lover
          kidnapped, tortured, raped, and otherwise hurt, "Usakooo!"
                At that same instant, Rei looked up at Mamoru and was
          able to feel the fear coming from him.
                Minako looked up, slightly pissed off at having her
          fun interrupted, "What the hell are you talking about?  Is
          Usagi in danger?"
                "That son of a bitch has got her!  We gotta do something
          fast!"  he yelled as if he was yelling to no one but at every-
          one simultaneously.
                Ami ran in the room from her self-imposed guard duty,
          "Mamoru?  What happened?"
                Makoto answered her, "He just shot up all of a sudden
          and started yelling for Usagi, saying that somebody's got her
          and we gotta do something about it."
                "Who's got her?"  Ami asked.  "Is it Munihausen?"
                "Dunno.  Could be, but he didn't say."
                Ami turned to Mamoru.  "Who's got Usagi?"
                Mamoru answered, "He's got..."
                He was cut off in mid-sentence by a pack of twelve
          creatures coming through the walls.  They were of many colors:
          green, black, brown; and of multiple forms.  Some had only two
          arms and two legs while still others had many arms, legs,
          wings, and (you guessed it) dicks.  In the nick of time, Rei,
          Ami, Minako, and Makoto reached for their power sticks to
          transform.
                They were too late.
                Ten of the monsters had already made it to where they
          were before they had a chance to say their transformation
          commands.  An eleventh had gone through the wall to the room
          where Chibi-Usa was sleeping, and the twelfth had stopped
          right above Mamoru's bed.
                Rei was able to disable one of the demons with an ofuda,
          which actually surprised the rest of them long enough for the
          senshi to transform.  Thus they did, and the Burning Mantra
          disintegrated the one heading for Mamoru.
                Mamoru's transformation had worn off, but, as the accum-
          ulated result of both his nightmare and of his current situa-
          tion, his adrenalin surged to levels unheard of in modern
          medicine, and he subconsciously changed back into Tuxedo Kamen,
          forgetting about all his bruises and sores, and began helping
          the senshi.  His cane was whole again, and he hurled it like
          a spear, landing it into the head of a brown one who was
          about to rape Jupiter, but the creature just laughed, split
          in two, and resumed its task.
                Venus was in pretty much the same position, having at-
          tracted attention to herself by the sheer fact that her trans-
          formation takes the longest of all the senshi (I think; might
          be a good idea to time the scenes next time I watch it...).
          Two monsters, a black one with wings, seven claw-like arms,
          each ending in two claws with ten "fingers" each, and a green
          one with horns on his head, a heavy exoskeleton like a thri-
          kreen (a sentient, 11-foot-long cousin of the praying mantis
          known to the D&D game), with about fifty tongues coming out
          of its mouth, ending in three penes per tongue, four eyes,
          and twelve arms and legs, with feet ending in talons and
          fingers ending in scrota (correct plural of scrotum), each
          connected to a penis.
                The black one flew toward her and had already knocked
          her into a wall by the time the green one had arrived.  She
          still had a free arm, and so tried punching the black one,
          but she didn't have enough force to get it off her.  She then
          realized that she should have just gone for the lovely chain,
          but by that time the green one had arrived and was in the pro-
          cess of twisting her arm out of its socket.  The black one
          was more intent on what it wanted, however.  Instead of play-
          ing with her appendages, it just decided to grab the right side
          of her fuku and rip the fucking thing off of her, which it
          accomplished with no problem whatsoever.  While it was doing
          this, it had already jammed three of its penis-fingers into
          her mouth, and was feeling quite comfortable there, as the
          vibrations her throat gave off as the result of trying to
          scream were found quite pleasurable.
                While this was going on, Ami, who didn't get the chance
          to transform, was in the process of getting raped full-throt-
          tle (pun intended).  Three monsters had surrounded her, each
          demon going into different hole, screaming at her to suck it
          harder, take it deeper or whatever.  By now, her clothes had
          been shredded by one demon's blade-like claws, and the re-
          maining pieces of lint were strewn all about the floor around
          her.  Her panties still remained, but the fifty penes being
          rammed up her pussy, and the hundred churning in and out her
          ass, had torn holes it her underwear so big that they would've
          fallen off had it not been for the multitudes of invading
          genitalia keeping it from doing so.
                Rei seemed to be the only one doing all right for her-
          self, having blasted the hell out of five demons, but she
          was still way too busy to assist any of her comrades, for as
          soon as she had killed one, it seemed that another was there
          to take its place, and some were even splitting into two,
          three, and even four parts when hit.  They would come at her,
          one after one, three after three, and so on, and her continued
          resistance only made them want her more and more, in the same
          way that the fruit that is the most forbidding and dangerous
          is normally also the most desired.  But eventually she, too,
          succumbed to the advancing monsters, the cold, and extremely
          erotic feeling of a tongue sliding against her clit signaling
          to her that she was finally overcome.  During the time she
          was being eaten, ten demons grabbed her and wrapped some of
          their penes around her arms and legs, spreading her out until
          her body looked like a capital "X".
                One began to approach her by kissing her, giving her
          a long, passionate, French kiss.  "So, my pet, it seems that
          the great Sailor Mars has finally been conquered after all..."
                Rei protested at first, "No!  No!  I'll never give in
          to... oh... oh yes... take me, take me right now!"
                So much for protest.  After kicking and screaming, and
          litterally amputating several demon-dicks with the spikes of
          the red heels on her beautiful feet, she finally gave in to
          the harsh, merciless carresses the remaining dicks adminis-
          tered to her body.  Multiple tongues massaged her breast,
          giving special care to her over-sensitive nipples.  Still
          held in the "X"-like position, face down and ass up, she
          could still feel a penis stroking itself on the skin at the
          base of her breasts, between her tits, and going straight up
          into her mouth.
                Now, finally, back to Makoto.  When Mamoru had thrown
          the rose at her lone attacker, it split into two and continued
          its self-appointed mission, which was nothing other than to
          get hold of and squeeze the life out of the biggest set of
          tits in the room.  "Well bitch, your friends seem to be en-
          joying themselves.  Now let's see how you like to get fucked!"
                This talking bought Makoto some time...

                "SUPREME THUNDER!!!!"

                The attack hit the monster head-on, but, just like on
          her first encounter with any of Faust's demons, it served no
          purpose to her benefit.  Instead, the lightning bounced right
          off the creature's head and struck her, twenty times more
          powerful than it was when the attack had been launched, fry-
          ing her extra-crispy on the spot right then and there.  "Oh
          well," the demon thought aloud, "she'll get over it."
                While all this was going on, the monster who had headed
          toward Chibi-Usa's room returned, holding Chibi-Usa, screaming
          and crying.  The "moonbeam" shining from her forehead and
          directly on Makoto's corpse, somehow reviving her (remember
          that later in SMR we find that she lost the ginzuishou of
          the 30th century because it had merged with her without her
          knowing it, therefore this is quite possible).  As this event
          got the attention of all the senshi, the monsters disappeared
          as quickly as they had come.
                Right after they had disappeared, the senshi were in-
          stantly restored to their condition before the encounter, and
          it was as if the entire ordeal had ever happened, except for
          the hole in the wall leading to Chibi-Usa's room, and the
          abscence of Chibi-Usa.
                Mamoru, still in his garb as Tuxedo Kamen, was the
          first to take notice, yelling "MUNIHAUSEN!!!!"
                Not waiting for the other senshi, he ran out and left.

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                True to his word, Faust had endowed Mamoru with the
          instinct to find him, and this first led Mamoru back to the
          room in which he and Usagi had been staying, only to find
          that it had been ransacked by what appeared to have been
          many huge creatures.  The creatures, or at least several
          different groups of similar creatures, seemed to have been
          through there many times, and now the room was totally empty
          save for a note: "Go up, and she shall be there."
                He ascended the stairs and made it to the lake, seeing
          nothing around him, but Usagi tied to a tree, in a position
          reminiscent of a crucifixion.  "Usako?" he asked aloud.  Then
          his amazement at seeing her turned into rage over seeing her
          condition.  "What has he done to you!"  And in his rage he
          began to charge.
                Usagi, looking up, saw him and started to worry, "No,
          Mamo chan! It's a trap!"
                It was too late.  Before he got so much as within ten
          feet of his beloved Usako, the robed figure of Munihausen
          appeared between them, next to Usagi's naked, quasi-cruci-
          fied figure.  This multiplied Mamoru's rage a thousandfold,
          but Faust raised his hand and caused him to stop in his
          tracks before he could move any closer.  "Come no closer,"
          he informed Mamoru, smiling because he was already well
          aware of what condition Mamoru was now in.  "For not only
          have I Usagi Tsukino, I also have... this!"  Thus he opened
          up his robe and revealed the comatose, yet still apparently
          unharmed, body of Chibi-Usa, floating in the air before him.
                "What... what have you done to them?"  Mamoru demanded,
          almost blind with fury.
                "Nothing," came the reply.  "At least nothing, yet.  For
          the safety of your lover, and your daughter, rests in your
          hands."
                "Daughter?  She's Usako's cousin!"
                "As you wish.  But if you wish to see them alive, and
          free from captivity, then you will hand youself over to me."
                "Don't do it, Mamo chan!"  Usagi yelled.
                Faust reached up his hand and felt Usagi's tit, fondling
          it so Mamoru could see.  "She has lovely breasts, doesn't she?"
          He then started sucking them and started moving his hand down
          to her cunt, rubbing it but not penetrating.  "Especially
          this part.  She would make an excellent concubine to bear my
          seed, and continue my father's work."
                Faust turned to face Mamoru again, and could see a tear
          coming out of his eye, for the decision to be faced was far
          from an easy one.  Either give himself up to Faust, whom he
          thought wasn't all that unattractive, or give up Usako, with
          whom he knew he had been destined for at least a thousand
          years.  But he knew that protecting Usako was the most im-
          portant thing.  "Okay, you win."
                "Hahahahaha.  Good."  With that he raised his hand and
          a blade came out, severing his head from the rest of his body,
          and a blinding flash ensued.  When the flash subsided, his
          head could be seen on a pike, implanted in the ground right
          above his decapitated body.
                Faust went over to the body and squatted over the corpse.
          He put the ginzuishou in his left hand, and forced that hand
          down into Mamoru's now-exposed neck, submersing the crystal in
          the prince's blood.  The crystal became quite well-engorged
          with the life force of Prince Endymion, Mamoru Chiba, Tuxedo
          Kamen, and the defunct Moonlight Knight (the crystal vomited
          out that one), and with the future life-force of King Endy-
          mion.  Usagi was forced to witness all this, and started
          whining at the top of her lungs, causing even Faust to trem-
          ble.  "NOOOOOOO!!!!  NOOOOOOOO!!!!  MAKE IT STOP!!!!!!"
                "For it to stop, you only need do one thing.  To keep
          me from doing the same thing to the little rabbit, you must
          relinquish all rights to the ginzuishou and declare me its
          rightful heir."
                "No!  I'll never hand the crystal over to nega-trash
          like you!"
                "Usagi Tsukino, even as yet you do not understand.  If
          you do not pronounce me rightful owner of the ginzuishou, I
          shall do likewise to this child what I did to Mamoru Chiba."
          Now, by telekinesis, he willed the form of Chibi-Usa to float
          over to his hand, and placed one arm around her body and the
          other on her head, in such a position as he could snap the
          neck at any moment.  "Do it!  For I grow impatient with you.
          My hand could slip at any time."
                As was the case with Mamoru, Usagi was now also faced
          with a difficult decision.  Either sacrifice Chibi-Usa's
          life, and possibly her own, to keep the crystal from truly
          becoming the possession of a madman, or give it to him so
          that the child may live.  If it was just her, she would've
          sacrificed her life to that end without hesitation, but
          this time it wasn't just her; it involved an innoccent as
          well.

                So, reluctantly, she made the only decision her
          conscience would allow.  "Alright.  You win.  But first you
          have to let her go before I agree to do anything for you."
                "No.  She is my insurance, in case you refuse."  He
          started to twist her head, slowly, not to kill the child as
          much as to make a point, and Usagi got that point loud and
          clear, along with Chibi-Usa waking up and screaming when she
          realized her own predicament.
                "Okay, okay.  I, Usagi Tsukino, Princess Serenity of the
          Moon Kingdom and Sailor Moon, relinquish all rights to the
          ginzuishou, and I name Munihausen its rightful owner."
                The crystal pulsated a brilliant red in Faust's hand,
          and he was caught off-guard of his would-be attackers.  "What!?"
                Faust was taken by surprise as he was wrapped in a gol-
          den chain.  He turned around, only to see the other senshi had
          followed Mamoru and had just finally gotten to where they
          were.  "Ah, we meet again.  But know now that I have the gin-
          zuishou by formal rite of succession, and all its power is
          now mine.  Behold!"
                He held up the crystal now the color of blood, and a
          swath of red light emanated from it and cut straight through
          the body of Sailor Mars.  He laughed maniacally as entrails
          splattered all over the senshi and Mamoru's corpse, and even
          on Chibi-Usa, who panicked upon seeing this.
                "SUPREME THUNDER!!!!"
                This was aimed at the ginzuishou to knock it out of his
          hand, but instead bounced off a black force-field that seemed
          to be surrounding him.  "Foolish child.  You think you have
          the power to stop me?"

                "CRESCENT BEAM!!!!"

                No effect.

                "SHINING AQUA ILLUSION!!!!"

                Still, no effect.

                From behind a rock, a lone figure had gotten there, and
          was watching the tide of the battle, dismayed by its apparent
          outcome.  She knew she could stop it, that she had the only
          possible way that this lunatic could be stopped.  But it was
          forbidden for her to use it.
                Thus the battle continued on, with Mercury getting
          gutted, then Jupiter.  Finally, Venus was all that was left,
          and she was about to die, too.  So just as the ginzuishou, or,
          as it would now be better called, the akazuishou, was about
          to emit the final, deadly ray of light, the figure inter-
          vened.

                Dark Dome Close...

                Everything stopped.  Well, except for Minako and Usagi,
          everything stopped, and Minako was able to untie Usagi, and
          Usagi was able to retrieve the akazuishou since it had fallen
          to the ground when time stopped (but not before a piece of it
          had chipped by hitting one of Faust's teeth, and going down
          his esophagus).
                When she picked it up, it automatically turned white
          again, and Mamoru and all the other senshi were resurrected.
          Time resumed.

Things had changed over the summer, Hermione had grown out of her bookworm state, she didn’t really care about her grades anymore, and all she wanted was for someone to notice her, for someone to care and love her, she felt that she didn’t really belong in the muggle city of London, it just didn’t seem right for her.

Hermione sat in her room, when she saw the postman walking up the drive way with a rather large letter, and from what Hermione saw it looked like parchment, that of which she used at school. This meant that it had to be from her best and only friend Ginny Wesley, because Hermione had been waiting for a letter from her best friend for about three weeks now, and Hermione had started to worry about Ginny.

Hermione ran down stairs in time to open the door to personally receive the letter herself from the post man. After having a quick chat with him Hermione said goodbye and started to walk up stairs to her room, as she opened the door she saw that the writing on the front was not her best friends, but someone’s she didn’t know. But what caught her attention was that it was addressed to her parents, Diana and Steve Granger. What she didn’t get was that her parents didn’t know any witches or wizards; well at least that was what they told Hermione. Hermione didn’t even notice the handwriting on the front of the parchment

Hermione then decided that she would open the letter anyway, and read it, because it couldn’t be anything to bad. When she opened the letter to read it, as soon as she read the first line her eyes started to fill up with tears, but she continued reading.

Dear Mr. and Mrs. Granger,

It would be our pleasure to have our little girl back at home with us, because we think that it would be safe enough for her now.

We are very grateful to you for looking after Christina for us. Please let Chrissie read this letter and explain the minor details to her, but if you don’t, don’t worry because we will fill her in.

Can you please reply to this letter within the next 3 days, because we want to have our baby girl at home for her 15th birthday.

Yours Sincerely,

Mrs. Lilly Cades

After reading and rereading the letter, Hermione burst out in tears causing Diana and Steve to come rushing into Hermione’s room.

“Honey what’s wrong?” asked Steve Granger

“Don’t you freakin’ Honey me, you’re not my real dad!!” Hermione shouted back between tears.

“Hermione, we weren’t allowed to tell you until we received this letter. And yes you are adopted. The Cades were in danger so they brought you to us and told us to look after you until we got this letter.” Diana told Hermione while trying to comfort her. “Oh and your real name isn’t Hermione Jean Granger, it is Christina Abegaila Cades.”

“Okay then, I will reply to my real parents, and ask them to pick me up tomorrow.”

At The Cades Mansion.

“Everyone gather round, Chrissie has replied.” said called a teary Lilly Cades.

Once everyone was around her, Lilly tore open her daughters reply. Only to find a very small neat piece of parchment, with neat handwriting on it. Lilly then read the letter aloud.

Dear Mother and Father,

I would love for you to come and pick me up tomorrow morning at ten o’clock. I live at 743 Outback Avenue, London; our house isn’t connected to the floo network.

I would love to meet my relatives as well. Hoping to see you soon

With lots of love, your daughter,

Christina Abegaila Cades.

xoxox

“Blaise, darling would you please go and tell your parents, Bella and Voldemort, that Chrissie is coming home tomorrow at ten o’clock.” Lilly asked Blaise.

“Sure Auntie Lilly!” and with that Blaise apparated away.

Then Lilly asked Draco to go and tell his parents that Chrissie was coming home tomorrow at 10 o’clock. Then Draco apparated away.

“Luke would you go and see that the Limo’s are washed and ready to pick Chrissie up at ten tomorrow, and I will go and see that her room is ready and she has some new clothes. I am off to Diagon Ally. Love you Luke.”

Back in Hermione’s room

“Okay Diana and Steve, my parents are coming to get me tomorrow morning at ten” Hermione told her adopted parents.

“When are you going to pack dear?” asked a concerned Diana

“I’ll pack tonight and I’ll leave a pair of clothing out for tomorrow.”

“Okay then we will let you get to it.” Steve told Hermione.