From: "David Eddy" <dje@progress.com>

My muse visits rather than lives, these days, and this time
she decided something ecchi would be nice.  :-)

   Tell me about it.  Several 'normal' projects ready to go, and I get to write up Ranma orgies.  Oyyyy...

This is
something I've had on the go for a while.  I suppose this is
the first part of a two part story, really.  I have a definite
plot - and ending point - in mind.

Imagine that, a lemon with a plot.

   More rare than that, an intellegent lemon with a plot.  Woo-hoo!

Ritsuko's Device

     "It's a perfectly reasonable thing to do," said
Ritsuko in her best 'scientist' voice as she
unconsciously tried to hide behind the clipboard she held
in both hands.

   Nice descriptive point - I can picture this scene in my head clearly.

     "You're going to *WHAT*?!!  You've *GOT* to be
*KIDDING*!!!  Misato, you *wouldn't* let them do *that*
to me!"

   I like how you hold in suspense what actually is going to be done, without straining the dialog.  Of course, it helps that it's not something Asuka's going to want to vocalize, but I like it.

 "Why can't Wonder Girl do it?!  She'll do *anything*
for Der Fuhrer!"

   I'll happily admit that I'm not as familiar with the NGE universe as some people are, but this strikes a sour note with me.  Does Asuka usually refer to Ikari like this?

     Taking the lubricated speculum, Ritsuko pulled Asuka
apart more fully with her gloved hand and inserted the
duck-billed instrument into her vagina a short way.  A
gasp greeted the penetration, which she ignored, and
briefly she squeezed on the speculum's handle, parting
the instrument's tongs so she could see up Asuka's tunnel
as she checked for any deformities.

   So _that_'s what a Speculum is, hm?  Might want to put a bit of a description further up for those of us men who have no clue.

 Finished, Ritsuko put down the razor.  "I've
left as much as I could, Asuka, so the other girls don't
ask questions at PE."

   *laugh*  They do, anyway, though!  Wouldn't Ritsuko realize that the device strapped to Asuka's thigh would stand out in PE?

     "It's a simulation body," replied Ritsuko.  "Lie
still; this might feel a little odd."

   Simulation Body... or sTimulation body?

     Ritsuko shared a glance with Misato, who now
coloured gently.  "That's not a problem... is it,
Misato?"

     Asuka sat up a little, surprised.  "Eh?"

     Misato coloured further, her cheeks now a deep pink.
"no," she said almost inaudibly.

   Ah, Misato.  Is there anything she hasn't or wouldn't do if you get enough beer into her?

     Misato smirked at Asuka's reaction.  "Yes, Kaji.  I
don't know why I did it, but we'd just woken up and made
love, and he dared me to do it.  He even put it in me,
and he used tape to attach the battery pack to my leg.
Then he turned it on, just on 'low' fortunately, and made
me agree not to turn it off for anything."  She smirked
in memory.  "It's about the only time Kaji was keen to
have me *put on* panties."

   There's a sequel for you:  Misato's Really Fun Day at College.

     Sliding her door closed with a sigh, Asuka leaned
back against it and closed her eyes.  Curse that rotten
device!  She had no idea what it was doing to her, but it
was doing *something*, and now it had become almost
unbearable.

   Thus comes the sex.  Nice job... Although I've never been a genius girl who's read too many books, this does all strike me as realistic.  Asuka's just controlling enough to, once she got used to having the simulation body inside of herself, explore what was going on so that she would be in control.  (At least, mostly in control. :)

     Misato sighed.  "Don't worry about it, Shinji.  It's
a girl thing she's going through.  It's nothing you can
help with."  She smirked to herself as she realised that
Shinji indeed could help Asuka, though not in the manner
he no doubt intended at the moment.

   Tease!

     Behind him, Misato just smirked.

   You've got to wonder if they're going to fit Shinji with one of these.  And the boys aren't going to be as understanding as the girls become.

     Misato plunged the vibrator, set on low, rapidly in
and out of her hungry vagina while the other hand busied
itself with the hard, brown nipples that rode atop her
large, soft tits.  E-cup.  It's official.

   Ah, Misato's got an attack of nostalgia.  Either that, or she does this every night, and it's just her usual level of horniness.  Hard to tell, ne?

   Still, makes sense, and allows you to include someone else in on the fun without violating the feel of the story.

     Shinji woke at his usual time, blinking against
eyelids that felt like they were full of sand.  Yawning,
he rubbed his eyes and realised that he didn't feel as
though he had slept at all.  He shrugged into his clothes
and stumbled into the kitchen to begin breakfast.

     Asuka was already there, sipping a glass of orange
juice.  Her hair was dull and lank, draping straight from
her bowed head to hide her face as she sipped.
Automatically Shinji greeted her.  "Good morning, Asuka!"

   Nice interaction here - not the full-on bitchiness that some people set up Asuka with, but the definate sense of challenge she always seems to be sending out against the world.

     Sitting at her desk in school, Asuka thanked Gott in
Himmel that the stupid 'simulation body' - actually a
cruel joke, she now thought - seemed to have become more
bearable.  It had been all she could do to stifle her
gasps during class, but somehow she had made it through
the morning.

   Might be interesting to insert someone who's caught on to what's happening with her.  I don't know who, really, but you'ld think someone might catch on... possibly whoever sits behind her in class.

crazy.  Walking, however, she could forget she had it in.

  True, but they *wiggle* so, even when walking.

     "Kyaaa!  Asuka, you're so *cool*!"

    Cool?  Someone's got a strange sense of cool.

     "Wow, what does it feel like?"  "I'd never be so
brave!" "You're a *pervert*, Souryuu!"

    Now, these make a little more sense.

     "I bet Shinji made her wear it!"  "Ohh, that's so
*dominant*!"  "Yeah, like Ikari'd do *that*."  "Who knows
*what* he's like at home.  He fights that Evangelion;
maybe he just feels we're not worth the trouble."

    This is good, too.

     "No way!"  "Wow, maybe that's why Ayanami's always
so spaced out."

    ROTFL!

     "Hah!  It can't be any worse than this thing!  I can
handle it, no problem!"

   Which ranks up there with "At least it's not raining" as a particularly stupid thing to say. :)

to one side.  Turning to Misato, she said, "Well, it's a
success.  Between sixty-two and seventy-one percent!
That's five percent better than her previous best!"

     Misato made a face.  "Only if she can control it."

   Control what?  Her orgasms or the Evangelion?  heh.

...to be continued...

Please do!

David Eddy - Senior Consultant, Progress Software Melbourne
dje@progress.com

The Gentleman Caller
gcaller@hotmail.com

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