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What better way could there be to celebrate beating an Angel than by spending 24 hours in a cramped isolation chamber? 

A small fan spun overhead, its obnoxious whirring grinding his patience like a millstone. Closing his eyes, Shinji took a deep breath, settled back in his chair, and picked up his SDAT. Time would go a lot faster if he could just listen to his music…

“Urgh!” On the other side of the table, Asuka paced, the crack of her plugsuit’s heels only slightly less irritating than the fan. “This is all your fault, idiot!” 

“Me? How is it my fault?!” 

She whirled on him, gritting her teeth. “You were the one who got all the Angel’s stupid goo on us!” 

“How was I supposed to know that it would spray stuff when I hit it?! Besides, it’s not my fault it leaked through the EVAs!” 

“You should have known! Thanks to you, I’ve got to sit in this ten meter box for the next 24 hours, and the only people I’ve got for company are you and the Doll Girl!” 

She thrust a finger at Rei, who sat at the other end of the table, reading a magazine, which she lowered just long enough to throw Asuka a bland look.

“Don’t look at me like that!” With a huff, Asuka resumed her pacing, her heels striking the floor with a crack-crack-crack–

Wincing, Shinji closed his eyes and turned the volume up on his SDAT. 

Several minutes passed in something resembling peace as the SDAT looped through Tracks 25 and 26. The whirring of the fan, it drowned out entirely – even Asuka’s heels and moaning were reduced to little more than background noise. 

He might have spent the rest of their time in isolation that way, if something hadn’t risen to distract him. Actually, it only attempted to rise, but even an attempt was annoying – as far as problems went, this one was even harder to deal with than Asuka. 

Blushing, Shinji shuffled in his chair, moving his legs up and down and side to side in a futile attempt to shift things. It was the plugsuit – the plugsuit was the problem. He wasn’t wearing anything underneath it, so it was really easy for it to rub him, and once things got going, it was difficult to make them stop again. Grimacing, he chewed his lip and locked his legs. Maybe, if he kept really still, it would go down again…

He took a deep breath. Released it. Drew in a deep breath. Released it. He repeated this for almost a minute, hoping it would make a difference, though his problem remained as big and as hard as ever. The annoying part was, it felt good – he wished he was on his own so he could do something about it. Ugh, how could this get any worse?

“What’s wrong?” said Rei.

Shinji squeaked. “N-nothing. Nothing’s the matter.” 

Rei merely raised an eyebrow, and perhaps that would have settled it, but unfortunately her question happened to attract Asuka. “What? What is it?” she snapped, marching back over from the other side of the room. “He’s not showing symptoms of anything, is he? Because if he is, I don’t want to be in here anymore.” 

“He’s turning red,” said Rei.

“I-I am not turning red!” said Shinji.

“You’re sweating too,” said Asuka, folding her arms. “You’re not coming down with a fever, are you?” 

“M-Maybe,” said Shinji, desperate for this lifeline. 

“In that case, I’m not taking any chances,” said Asuka, heading for the phone. “I’m going to call Misato and tell her to have you separated.” 

“W-what? N-no! Nnn–no! D-don’t!” If she called someone in, they’d give him an examination, and then they’d eventually catch his… Worse, they might make him stand up and leave the table, and if they did that, Asuka and Rei would see it too! “J-just leave me alone!” 

“Like hell I will!” said Asuka, heading for the phone. “I’m not standing around in here like an idiot while you come down with Angel Flu!” 

“I do not have Angel Flu!” said Shinji.

“You’re very red,” said Rei. “Perhaps you have a temperature.”

“Ugh.” Asuka shivered. “Touch him, Doll Girl. See how hot he is.” 

‘Touch him’ and ‘hot’ were not words Shinji wanted to hear in this context. At the sound of them, a shiver rolled through his body, and as it reached his p-penis, he almost came on the spot. In his panic, he slammed his legs together, squishing his oversensitive shaft between his thighs, but that only made things worse. 

“Hmm…” Even as he fought for control, Rei leaned over, bringing her face – her beautiful face – perilously close to his own. So close he could feel her breath on his skin. Hell, he could practically hear her heartbeat – or was that just his own? 

Rei leaned closer, closer, bringing those pale lips of hers so terribly, terribly close to his own. What would it feel like to kiss them? he wondered. To taste them? The image flashed in his mind, and a spasm of lust raced through his form and made his penis twitch and tremble. He felt a little wetness near the tip and squirmed even harder.

“What are you waiting for?!” cried Asuka. “Just do it!”  

Finally, just as he was about to pull away, Rei leaned over and placed her cool hand on his temple.

With a squeal, Shinji leapt from his chair. Striking the wall, he came to a stop there, panting and sweating, and stared back at Asuka and Rei as the implications of his actions finally caught up to him. 

In the crotch of his plugsuit, his penis bulged, bigger and harder than he’d ever seen. 

Asuka’s hands clamped her mouth. With a whine of disgust, she spun away, sounding like she might vomit. “Ew! Ew! Ew! Ew! Pervert! Pervert! Pervert! Pervert!” 

Rei, on the other hand, simply cocked her head and studied it. “Oh, I see. Ikari has an erection.” 

Shinji screwed up his eyes and covered his face with his hands and wailed into his palms like he’d just learned he was dying. This couldn’t be happening. This couldn’t be happening! 

“Pervert! Pervert! Pervert! Pervert!” With a long whine, Asuka spun back to face him. “How can you be thinking o-o-of something like that when we’re all stuck together like–” Her face paled; she squealed. “Y-y-you were thinking of us, weren’t you?!” She covered herself, hiding her chest. 

“I was not!” said Shinji, feeling the first tears in his eyes now. “It just happened!” 

“It just happened! Nothing just happens!” cried Asuka. “Admit it! Admit you were thinking about us!” 

“I wasn’t!” 

“Liar!” Despite herself, she kept glancing at his crotch – it looked like she was struggling to tear her eyes from it. 

Seeing her, Shinji covered his groin; Asuka flinched and turned redder than ever. With a squeal, she spun away again. 

Shinji closed his eyes and struggled to breathe. It wasn’t fair. It wasn’t fair. Why did this have to happen to him?

And why hadn’t his stupid erection gone down yet?!

“Ikari.” 

With a squeal, Shinji opened his eyes and found Rei right next to her, stooping so that she was level with his crotch. Squeaking, he scrabbled away from her. 

“Ikari,” she said, her voice as flat as ever, “are your erections always so big?” 

A moment passed in silence as he processed this. For once, he and Asuka shared a response: “What?!” 

“What are you talking about, y-y-you perverted Doll Girl?!” Asuka peeked from between her fingers. “Y-you’re even worse than him!” 

Rei seemed unfazed. “I just thought it was unusual how large Ikari’s member is. I was under the impression that most men don’t achieve such sizes, even during erection.” 

Shinji stared at her, struggling to form words. What was she even saying?!

“P-pervert Doll! Pervert Doll!” 

“May I take a closer look, Ikari?” Her question was so innocent, so devoid of perversion, that could only stand there and stammer. Taking this for assent, she leaned closer, bringing those pale lips with inches of his latex-clad shaft. He thought of her kissing it. Licking it. Opening wide and taking it in her–

Shinji screwed up his eyes and whimpered as the throbbing of his shaft rolled through him.

“Hmm…” said Rei. “I would estimate Ikari’s member to be approximately twelve inches in length. An impressive if not anomalously large size for a male human.” 

“T-twelve?!” Shinji and Asuka spluttered.

He slammed his eyes tight. He couldn’t believe what he was hearing. Not only was Ayanami measuring his penis, but she was wrong! She was completely off! He’d never been anywhere near twelve inches! 

Rei continued. “What is anomalous is the fact it appears to still be growing.” 

Shinji’s eyes snapped open. With a low moan, he dropped them to his crotch, and they stretched wider than ever: 

His cock throbbed in its tight latex cocoon, larger than he’d ever seen it, and worse: visibly growing. As he watched, breathing hard in his shock, it gained another half an inch or so, worming its way through his plugsuit till it was pressing against his belly. The pressure made him want to screw up his eyes and moan. N-no wonder it was rubbing so much! 

“Wh-what the hell are you saying?!” cried Asuka, who’d clearly given up on tearing her eyes away. “J-just how big is he going to get?! How big is it going to get, idiot?!”

“I-I don’t know! It’s never grown this big before!” 

Another spasm struck his shaft – he whimpered. Nnn~, it almost hurt how good it felt at the moment. 

“I have a hypothesis,” said Rei. 

“Wh-what?” said Asuka. “What are you talking ab–?!” 

“I believe exposure to the Angel’s fluids is causing a progressive exaggeration of our sexual features,” said Ayanami, quite plainly. 

“E-e-exaggeration of what?!” Asuka sounded like she might have a heart attack. “Why would you assume that?!” 

“Ikari’s growing genitals represent our first data point,” said Rei, quite casually. 

“Wh-what’s the second?” said Asuka, with evident horror. 

Rei’s eyes dropped to her chest. “I believe my boobs are growing.” 

Shinji froze. As did Asuka. As one, their eyes slid to Ayanami’s chest and studied the curve of her plugsuit’s bodice. Had she always been so…? No, surely it must be their imagination. She couldn’t possibly have grown that much in the time they’d been in here.

Then Rei brought her arms together, squishing her swollen boobs between them, and instantly shattered any pretence of not having grown. She looked like she was squeezing a pair of cantaloupes. Big, squishy white cantaloupes.

Shinji squeaked. Biting his lip, he looked away, fighting to keep his penis from going off like a rocket. Several seconds passed before he dared risk another peek. 

With a pop, Ayanami’s nipples poked through her plugsuit. Shinji looked away with a high-pitched squeal. 

“P-perverts!” Asuka backed away, her face almost as red as her hair, and thrust a trembling finger at them. “This is all your fault! Both of you!” 

“How is it our fault?!” cried Shinji, belatedly remembering to cover his peaking crotch.

“I-i-it’s your lewd thoughts! That’s why it’s happening! It’s all those lewd thoughts you’re having – that’s why it’s affecting you two and not me! I-i-if you’d just take a cold shower, you’d be okay. Like I am.” 

Shinji blushed. Maybe she was right… Maybe it was his lewd thoughts that had started this… He couldn’t deny he’d been having them. 

“I don’t find that hypothesis convincing,” said Rei. Shinji turned to find her weighing her swollen breasts like melons at the market; he snapped away with a squeal. “More likely this is a direct result of exposure to the Angel’s fluids. While you’ve been spared so far, I imagine you’ll begin to show symptoms soon.” 

Asuka’s face went from red to white in a flash. “N-no! No!” Rushing for the phone, she grabbed it and started punching digits. “It’s you two! It’s you two p-perverts! I’m not staying in here and letting you corrupt me a second longer! Not a second lo–Ah! Ah! Ahnnnnn~!” 

Dropping the phone, Asuka clasped her butt like someone had spanked her. “Nnn~! Ah! Ah!” Strange creaking sounds emanated from her rear. 

“Wh-what’s happening?” said Shinji, risking a glance at her.

Rei released her breasts; they dropped with a boing. “In Soryu’s case, it would appear that the change is starting with her rear end.” 

“W-with her–?!” Shinji’s eyes snapped back to Asuka’s just in time to see her turn, exposing a derriere almost thrice its former size. Her plugsuit creaked, struggling to contain it. 

“Help me!” Asuka’s eyes were full of tears. “Make it stooooop!” Whimpering, she dug her hands into the swollen fat, caressing it in a futile attempt to stop its growth.

Watching her hands sink deep into those giant buns, Shinji snatched his gaze away. Not soon enough: lightning struck his shaft, leaving him doubled over and squealing. It had snaked almost halfway down his right leg now, wiggling under the plastic of his plugsuit like some kind of giant, veiny worm. He could feel the precum oozing near his knee. Near his knee! How large was it going to grow?!

He breathed hard, fighting for calm. “Wh-why is it affecting her butt?! I thought you said it was exaggerating our, um…, our–” 

“Buttocks are also a sexual feature, especially in women,” said Rei, in the bored tones of a scientist dispassionately describing the mating habits of an unrelated primate. “Their size correlates to the width of the hips and thereby the birthing canal, making them an excellent sign of a potential partner’s fecundity.” 

“O-oh,” said Shinji, trying not to think what she was implying by ‘fecundity’. 

Nearby, Asuka whined again. “H-has it stopped? Tell me it’s stopped. It feels like it’s stopped. Please.” 

Shinji risked another glance: he barely managed a second before he had to tear his eyes away or risk cumming on the spot. Asuka’s ass had swollen into a beanbag, a giant cushion of latex-wrapped fat that jiggled and wobbled with every little movement. It was a miracle she could stand. 

He thought of how it would feel to put his hands on it. To sink them deep into its flesh, to squeeze, to tighten his grip and wrench apart her cheeks and to take his penis and slide it be–

With a gasp, he closed his eyes and counted to thirteen, struggling to ignore the throbbing of his shaft against his knee. 

“Hmm…” He opened his eyes to see Rei approaching Asuka. Bending down, she studied the redhead’s butt like a professional inspector. “No, I believe it is still growing.”

“N-no!” Asuka glanced over her shoulder and squealed at what she saw there. “N-no!” 

“Also, I believe my own rear end is beginning to experience swelling,” said Rei, massaging her own cheeks. “You should probably be prepared for your chest to grow too, Soryu.” 

“No! This can’t be happening! This can’t be happening!” Releasing her butt, she grabbed her breasts, and was it just his imagination, or were they a little larger already?

Shinji’s eyes dropped to his crotch, and the leviathan of a penis snaking out from between his thighs and down his right leg. Though it was hard to see, his balls must have quadrupled in size as well: his penis curved as it arched over them, like a train passing over a hill. And he could still feel it stretching. The seat of his plugsuit felt a little tighter too. But his butt wouldn’t grow, would it? He was a guy, so– I-it didn’t make any sense! 

“Wh-what do we do?!” he said, chewing his lip to block out the endless waves of pleasure emanating from his cock. He wanted to touch it so badly – maybe if they looked away for a second…

Rei had turned around. Looking back over her shoulder, she clasped her buttcheeks and squeezed – they were twice their former size already, and when she smushed them together, they looked a little like a giant hotdog bun. Shinji pictured himself sticking his sausage between them and–Nnnnn~! 

“Nnn~! M-my breasts! My breasts! They’re growing!” Asuka’s eyes shook as she groped her meaty new melons. They were the size of her head and gaining inches with the second – her plugsuit squeaked in protest. 

“I did warn you,” said Rei, flatly.

Watching Asuka smush her growing boobs together, Shinji felt another tightness in his pants. At first, he thought it was his penis again, but a quick look confirmed it wasn’t that much larger. Which meant it could only be…

He looked over his shoulder. And moaned: his own butt had almost doubled in size already, drawing the deep blue of his plugsuit’s bottom tight around its cheeks. He squeaked to see it jiggly – at this rate, it wouldn’t be long till he was bigger than Asuka! “A-Ayanami! M-my butt’s growing too!” 

“Interesting,” said Rei, who’d returned her hands to her bust – each of her boobs must be as big as a beachball by now. “I suspected it might affect yours too, but it is nice to have it confirmed.” 

“N-no it is not!” Whimpering, Shinji caressed his butt. Nnnn~! It was so big and so sensitive already. How could this get any worse?! 

With one final creak, the pants of his plugsuit – drawn in two different directions and stretched to their utter limits – finally lost their fight. And his penis, erect, burst into the open, all meter-and-a-half of its virile, throbbing length. Snapping straight, its tip aimed at the clock, it throbbed and its pulsed, squirted out thick drops of precum. 

They struck the floor like a death knell. Shinji froze, his face pale. Asuka stared, eyes wider than they’d ever been. Even Ayanami seemed a little entranced by the sight of it. 

With a boing, his fat new testicles, big as melons, bounced into the open as well.

For a moment, all was silent save the dripping of his precum.

Finally, Asuka screamed. “P-p-pervert!” Red-faced, she spun away, making her buttcheeks clap for several seconds after.

Shinji’s lips opened and closed in a feeble stammer. This couldn’t be happening. This couldn’t be happening.

All his blood must be working to keep his new penis up – he felt faint. Legs quaking, he dropped to the floor, his bloated new butt doing its best to cushion the impact.

Make it stop… he thought, head spinning. Make it stop…

With a rrrrip, Ayanami’s boobs tore through her plugsuit’s top, springing out into the open like a pair of pale boulders, each with a fat, fist-sized nipple, their areola wide as dinner plates. 

Shinji moaned, his heart hurting. Make it stoooop! 

Another rrrip: Asuka squealed and grabbed her ass, fighting to keep it covered, as the latex coating it finally gave in and tore. Her voluminous crack, fully exposed, threatened to devour his whole attention – he could think of nothing more than taking his shaft and sticking it as far in her as it would g– Nnnn~! 

“Oh dear,” said Ayanami, as her own pants lost their long battle to contain her. Her buttocks bounced into the open, big and fat and jiggly – they weren’t as big as Asuka’s, but they were still larger than any he’d ever seen. The thought of her sitting on him, of her burying his shaft into those giant, clapping cheeks, made him want to–

“N-n-no! Nononono!” Asuka’s boobs had reached beachball size as well, her nipples sticking through her plugsuit like a pair of giant coconuts. Squealing, she fought to cram them back into her plugsuit, and as she squeezed those giant, jiggling sacks of flesh between her hands, Shinji’s mind disappeared into their depths, imagining how good it would feel to stick his penis between them, to have her wrap it in them and squeeze, to rub them up and down against his shaft, lubricated by his precum, harder and harder, faster and faster, until at last, unable to bear it anymore, he gave in, and with a wild cry of ecstasy–

“NNNNNNNNNNAH!” With a scream, Shinji finally came. 

The results were explosive: like a giant cannon, his cock fired all its pent-up of semen in a single torrential load. Shinji threw back his head and wailed as the appropriately-powerful orgasm struck him, instantly shattering his mind into a thousand moaning, whimpering fragments. 

His vision blurred; the world spun. Through the haze of his ecstasy, he saw his semen strike the far wall. It buried the clock and blew back to rain on everything, from the table and chairs to Rei and Shinji himself. But most of all, it rained on Asuka, who had the misfortune to be closest to the impact zone. Squealing, she struggled to shield herself from the downpour. 

As the aftershocks of his orgasm finally faded, Shinji panted, fighting to keep his heart from exploding. He felt exhausted, utterly exhausted, more than he’d ever been from fighting Angels. It was like he’d spent every ounce of energy he’d ever have in a single giant load.

He took a deep breath, struggled to stand, failed. Finally, his cock squirted up one last liter of cum, and all strength left him. With one final, feeble moan, he slumped.

*

“Ikari… Ikari…” 

He woke to the feeling of something hard prodding his cheek. With a moan, he opened his eyes and blinked and rubbed them, struggling to make sense of what he was seeing. It looked like a nipple. A giant nipple.

The nipple moved back, freeing him to see the moon of pale breastfat it was attached to. And the matching boob hanging fat and jiggly beside it. He blushed. 

The boobs moved a little farther back, and at last he could see Ayanami, looking down at him in motherly concern – or her best approximation of it, anyway. “Are you feeling better now, Ikari?” 

Shinji chewed his lip and glanced around. Her breasts. Her butt. His p-penis. His butt. The dried, crusty semen coating practically every surface. Oh God, it hadn’t been a wet dream. It had actually happened. And he was getting hard again already! 

“Who cares how that disgusting pervert feels!” He turned to find Asuka sitting on the beanbag of her asscheeks, looking sticky all over. Her arms were folded across her chest in a futile attempt to hide it – they didn’t even conceal her nipples. Seeing them poking out, he bit his lip; his penis rose a little higher. 

Asuka blushed and snatched her gaze away with a huff. 

“H-how long has it been?” he asked, struggling to speak. 

“About an hour,” said Ayanami, looking down at him with those empty red eyes of hers. 

“D-did I miss anything?” He risked another glance at Rei and Asuka – neither seemed to have grown much larger. 

“NERV finally noticed what was happening,” said Ayanami. “Major Katsuragi visited. She says they’re working on a treatment.”  

The thought of Misato seeing him like this made Shinji harder than ever. He looked up and focused on the fan, willing himself to think of nothing but its whirring.

“Of course, now we’ve demonstrated side-effects of exposure to the Angel, they won’t release us until we’re proven not to be contagious.”

“Y-you hear that, idiot!” Asuka pushed herself off the wall with much effort. “Thanks to you, we’re stuck in this stupid room even longer! And we look like this!” She slapped her ass, and her cheeks wobbled back and forth for several long seconds – Shinji traced them like a metronome, sweating. 

He took a deep breath. To be trapped into a tight little room, with two attractive girls, each with assets unlike anything he’d ever imagined, and a penis perfectly sized to make use of them…

A spasm shot up his shaft; he lurched, hissing through his teeth. Nnn~! He wanted to cum so badly! 

“There’s one more thing,” said Rei, leaning closer. Was it just him, or did she look a little sweaty all of a sudden? 

“W-w-wait, hang on,” said Asuka. “You said you weren’t going to tell him.” 

Ayanami shrugged. “I lied.” She turned back to him. “Major Katsuragi said Dr. Akagi believes our growth is the result of excess sexual energy produced by exposure to the Angel’s fluid.” 

“Okay,” said Shinji. She was sweaty. Was she embarrassed? He’d never seen her embarrassed before, not even when he’d stumbled on her naked. What could possibly–?

“Therefore,” continued Rei, “the quickest way to reverse the growth might be for us to engage in…” 

She trailed off, unable to meet his gaze. It didn’t matter. Shinji had already guessed what she was going to say, and the thought of it made his head ring like the world’s loudest bell. “Sh-she wants us to– to–?” 

Rei took another step backward, and for the first time he fully processed she was naked, her curvaceous, callipygean new figure on display for all the world: breasts like boulders, thighs thick enough to support their enormous weight, and a big, plump pussy tucked neatly between them, and dripping, dripping like she was desperate for his– Nnn~! 

His cock snapped straight; a glob of precum spurted from the tip. 

“Y-you promised you wouldn’t tell him!” said Asuka, though her eyes were locked on his shaft and her breath emerged in little clouds of fog. Squeaking, she covered her crotch. But she couldn’t stop the grool already flowing down her thighs. Her thick, thick thighs, fat as the buttocks behind her. And the breasts tucked behind her arms, only slightly smaller than Rei’s.

“Is this acceptable to you, Ikari?” said Rei.

“I-I-I-I–” His eyes snapped between them, from Rei to Asuka and back again, unable to decide whose figure was most erotic. “I-I-I–” 

His cock throbbed; another glob of precum hit the floor. 

Rei seemed to take this as assent. “Very well,” she said, pulling herself to her full height. “In that case, which one of us would you like to have sex with first?”