Chapter Five: Alternatives
Washu had been doing a lot more sitting at a desk and analyzing lately. It was something she wasn't used to. Usually, she did the experiments and let the computers tell her the results. But the computers had told her that she could reverse the effects of expansion energy a certain way. And that hadn't happened.
So here she was writing notes on a piece of paper, doing her own analysis in the first time in forever. "Alright, so expansion energy isn't rooted in the physical world. It had a completely different role on the girls I cubed than the ones' I ballooned.
"So it is the result of something else." She brought up a pencil and chewed on the eraser. "Something metaphysical. It is possible to create energy that is infused with the will of powerful entities. Expansion energy might be one of those."
And then her clone entered, fresh from a recent cubing. They'd been doing this sort of thing every day now, now that Washu had put her full focus into fixing things. "So what do you want me to test next?" asked Clone Washu.
"Well, our first step should be to figure out what kind of dimensional being we are talking about," said Washu. "An extradimensional being who creates such things leaves traces.
"I'm going to do some scans on the girls we've already stored. There may be some clues there."
"And what should I do?" asked Clone Washu.
What was she? Her mother? Well, technically she had created her. But the relationship was hardly the same. "I'll leave that up to your judgment. You're me after all."
"As you wish, Mistress," said Clone Washu with a smile.
Sometimes Washu gave herself the creeps. "And you really don't have to call me that."
"It differentiates us, though," noted Clone Washu. "It's easier not to get confused." Then she sighed.
"You're more different than me than I thought," noted Washu. She'd been in a weird state of mind when she'd been cloned, after all. Ac lone could become a different person if they made different decisions. "Why so glum?"
Clone Washu looked at her. "I just think that it would be a shame to go building a collection, only to throw it away."
"Look, I know we thought like that before," said Clone Washu. "But that was a sign of how screwed up we were getting. Anyway, we can't keep this up forever. Sooner or later if we don't reverse it someone will find out."
"Even if we do reverse it they will find out," noted Clone Washu. "I wonder what the girls we've left cubed on end will think of us? What Tenchi will?"
Washu thought of that. Tenchi would be angry with her. Genuinely angry. And the other girls, they would be furious. The scientific community might seal her up again, and none of the others would stop it. "Well, what are we supposed to do?"
Clone Washu remained silent. "We could just stop."
Washu blinked. "Stop?"
"Yes," said Clone Washu. "We find the cure. We fix the problem the current versions of our friends are having. Then we leave our collection as is. We bury it deep in our hard drive, to be enjoyed by us and us alone."
"We can't do that!" said Washu in horror that she could suggest that. But then what would they do? Washu was not going back into stasis. "Look, we don't have to let them remember that we did this to them. We can wipe their memories of being stored. Then say there was a lab accident that led to the creation of a bunch of clones.
"And it's technically true.
"That way we get away with it, they get released, and Tenchi gets a bigger harem. Heck, since there is only two of me, we'll be a much more valuable commodity. He'll have to choose us."
"Actually there will only be one Sasami." pointed out Clone Washu. "So we'll still be less valuable than her."
"Oh right," said Washu. "Well, um, second place is still pretty good. Anyway, let's just focus on finding the cure, alright."
"Right," said Clone Washu. "With today's experiment, I'd like to try a different use for expansion energy. Does this meet your approval?" She brought out the details of her experiment.
Washu looked over them. They were brilliant. But ethically suspect. Then again, Washu had gone well past ethically suspect. Now she was in the realms of an ethical culprit years ago. She might as well get some decent research out of it. "You mean to stimulate their innate power?"
"Yes. I want to ensure that their bodies produce a constant charge, like a battery," said Clone Washu. "If it is possible to do this it will tell us what we already suspect."
"That expansion energy responds to the will of the one using it," said Washu. "Fine, do it."
"You gotcha!" said Clone Washu, all smiles.
The next day Ryoko and Ayeka arrived, right on schedule. They weren't expanding this time, but Clone Washu didn't mind. It just made her anticipate warping their bodies all the more. She approached with a smile. "Ryoko, Ayeka, glad you could come. Where are Kiyone and Mihoshi?"
"They live in the city," said Ayeka.
"They can't just come up here for any reason, y'know," said Ryoko.
"So they can't," said Clone Washu, pressing a few buttons. "Oh well, let's get started." Metal arms came out of nowhere to grip them, binding them in a spread eagle position. Washu drew out several wires from subspace and approached them. "Now, I'm going to put these on you."
Before Ryoko could respond, Clone Washu reached into her bodice and put the wires on her nipples. She took a moment to grope her a bit. Ryoko blushed as Ayeka looked away.
"Hey, stop it!" said Ryoko.
"Must you be so vulgar?" asked Ayeka,
Washu said nothing, just took out two more wires and began to put them on Ayeka. She took a long time about it, feeling up her breasts. The way the Princess writhed was delicious. She'd be squirming like that for a long, long, time.
"Washu, stop it!" cried Ayeka. "Stop it this instant!"
Washu stepped back. "Sorry. Just taking a moment to appreciate the view."
Then she pressed a button. The rest of the wires came out of subspace and attached themselves to Ryoko and Ayeka. Soon they were monitoring them all over.
"Ow, what are these?" asked Ryoko.
"These devices will measure the amount of energy you are outputting at any one time," said Washu. "It will help me make an assessment. Now, let's begin."
She pressed a button. Instantly the mechanical arms descended and groped their butts and breasts. Immediately expansion energy began to pour into them, but with a very different intent.
"Hey, Washu, what are you doing?" asked Ryoko, struggling. "You said you were just going to test us!" Even as she spoke her breasts began to bloom outward, larger and larger. Washu licked her lips.
"I am testing you," she said, enjoying their helplessness.
"Please, Washu, this joke is in poor taste." gasped Ayeka, whose rump was getting larger and larger.
She couldn't wait for them to realize her violation of their trust. "It's not a joke, Princess. Today is the first day of your new life. Let's make it fun."
She pressed a few more buttons and the expansion continued. Larger and larger they got. Before long their gigantic breasts were larger than them. Their butts were equally large. Washu considered continuing the expansion. She could make them so large that their entire bodies were hardly perceivable.
But she had an experiment to perform. So she pressed several more buttons. The sensor wires on them began to draw off the energy which even now was appearing. She read the data. "Hmm, interesting. So Ryoko, you produce a much higher level of power in short bursts. But Ayeka here produces a more stable flow. This could be useful if I ever used you as a power source."
"Power source?!" asked Ryoko. "Washu, have you gone nuts?!"
Washu turned off the console and phased through Ryoko's breasts, so they were face to face. She cupped her cheek. "Sanity is relative. I am enjoying myself, though. Little Ryoko." Then leaning forward and kissed him.
Breaking it, she saw Ryoko's shock. She relished it.
"Why..." began Ryoko.
Washu pressed a button, and a ball gag was forced between Ryoko and Ayeka's lips. Washu phased back. "Gags are on, ladies. And they're never coming off.
"Now, I should probably try testing my new generators long term. So why don't we get you into a more compact shape." She pressed a button.
"Mmmph!" screamed Ayeka.
"Mmmph!" cried Ryoko.
Washu moved her hand slowly, allowing her movements to keep them in suspense. She prepared everything. Her finger hovered over the button. Then she paused and drew back her hand to cup her chin. "Hmm, cubes are getting a bit old, though. I know. How about a sphere."
She switched the screen and pressed several more buttons. Pink energy fields surrounded Ryoko and Ayeka, but this time it formed a sphere. They pressed down around them, compacting them little by little into perfect spheres.
Then the door opened behind her. Washu glanced back to see Mihoshi and Kiyone entered the room. "Hey Washu, we're here as-" Kiyone halted, stunned. "What is going on?"
"Yeah, are you guys having fun?" asked Mihoshi.
"All kinds of it," said Clone Washu.
Mechanical arms reached out and grabbed Kiyone and Mihoshi. Washu's smile widened as they were pulled into a helpless pose. Soon their breasts and asses were expanding as well as a rapid rate.
"Washu, what are you doing?" cried Kiyone.
"Having the time of my life," said Washu, as she created two more spheres to begin compacting them as well. "Might as well add two more."
By now Ryoko and Ayeka had been reduced to two squishy spheres. Their heads and limbs were hidden beneath waves of bosom and rump. Kiyone and Mihoshi were quickly following suit.
"Let me... ugh..." moaned Kiyone.
"Kiyone, I'm scared..." gasped Mihoshi.
And then they were encased in their own bodies. Before long they were sealed into spheres, just like Ryoko and Ayeka. Clone Washu raised the four girls into the air, and, on a whim, summoned cords to hang them from the ceiling by.
"You always act like that. You put on a strong face, but in the end, you love it. Whether you want it or not." said Clone Washu.
A few buttons pressed and liquid metal appeared to encase their bodies. It slithered around them, covering their every remaining feature. They were now indistinguishable from any part of the lab. Just four balls hanging from the ceiling.
But they were silently moaning and screaming. Clone Washu wished she could hear them. But imagining it was almost as good. "Hmm. Four new spheres. Now why don't we get some readings, hmm." said Washu, before typing in the analysis. "So, Kiyone and Mihoshi don't provide much power. Though their flow is more stable. I guess I could use them to power a flashlight.
"Still, I think I could think of a better role those two could serve in a generator. Maybe as some kind of channel." She admired her handiwork. "I do like hiding things in plain sight."
"Oh, hey Washu. Redecorating?" asked a voice.
Clone Washu turned around and flinched. She saw Tenchi Masaki for the first time. Yes, she had memories of him. But she'd never actually been in the same room as him. Looking away, she blushed.
And next to her was Sasami, beaming. Clone Washu would love to take that girl and age her up. She knew what she'd look like in a few more years. "Um, yes. Yes, I am, Tenchi. So um, what are you and Sasami doing here?"
"Well, we thought we'd see if we could help with the treatment," said Sasami.
"Where are the others, anyway?" asked Tenchi.
"Oh, they're resting. In a subspace," said Clone Washu, feeling flustered. It was technically true.
"A subspace? Why there?" asked Tenchi.
"I don't like doing the experiments here." Clone Washu lied. "You don't throw experimental energy types in the main lab. You want an isolated area.
"You'll probably want to come back later."
"Okay," said Tenchi. "Washu, are you alright?"
"Yeah. You sad about something?" asked Sasami.
"No, of course not," said Clone Washu. "Just... enjoying my work."
As they left, Clone Washu turned and walked back. She was going to have to have a long talk with her original. They needed to discuss strategy.
Author's Note:
So while the primary purpose of this storyline is surreal fetish/nightmare fuel, I thought I'd have a storyline on top of that. Nothing robs a scene of entertainment value like a lack of context. You can have all the explosions and sex scenes in the world, but if there isn't a good reason why they are happening your story is going to be forgettable. At best.
On a separate note, try to make your suggestions work within the context of the story. We are at a point where Washu may start getting really creative. But she still has to justify being able to store the clone somehow so the evidence doesn't get out. Just bear it in mind.