Chapter One: The Ultimate Photoshoot

Kiyone Makibi made her way along the halls of the Galaxy Police Headquarters. She pretended not to notice the gaze of the black-suited officers looking at her and Mihoshi. This was the first time Kiyone or Mihoshi had been into this part of the HQ. They stood out with their blue and white uniforms with a white skirt. Black leggings clung to their shapely thighs. Their ample bosoms bounced within their blue shirts.

Kiyone loosened her white-collar as she walked, not really sure what to say here.

"Kiyone, are you sure we have to spend our time on leave here?" asked Mihoshi. "I mean, why can't we do karaoke on earth instead?"

Kiyone sighed. "Mihoshi, you know our budget has been really tight. This is a chance to make a lot of money on the side. And besides, we might get a promotion."

They came to a door, and it slid open. At the far end of a gray metal, the office was a pretty, red-haired woman typing at a computer. Looking up, she brushed away a strand of hair and rose to reveal a body every bit Kiyone's equal. "Kiyone, Mihoshi, glad you could come."

"Mitsuki, what are you doing here?" asked Kiyone, instantly going on edge.

"Oh, nothing, Kiyone," said Mitsuki. "I've just been put in charge of the most ambitious recruitment drive in Galaxy Police history. I figured I'd give you a call and see if you wanted the job."

Kiyone drew out the invitation and looked over it. "You were the one who sent this?"

"Well, yeah, I mean, I thought you must have been sick of working the beat without any help at all," said Mitsuki. Then she moved a bit closer than Kiyone found comfortable. Even when they'd been dating, Mitsuki had always been way too clingy. "What is it, fifty years you two have been trapped in one place?"

"Hey, Kiyone and I are really talented at it, and I'm getting better," said Mihoshi. "I haven't had to be woken up for sleeping on the job in over a year..."

"Mihoshi..." said Kiyone.

Mitsuki laughed. "Wow, Kiyone, great to see you have such good company."

"Do you have a job for us, or not?" asked Kiyone flatly, with half a mind to walk out. "Because the way I see it, no amount of extra pay would be worth-" Mitsuki raised a check with a lot of zeroes on it. A lot. Kiyone took it. "-um, what is this?"

"That is the budget they put aside for finding two beautiful models for one photoshoot," said Mitsuki.

Kiyone marveled at the money, but then looked up, uneasy. What was it, she said? "Models?"

"Well, yeah," said Mitsuki. "You ladies are two very beautiful women, after all, and you've got great chemistry together. We analyzed all Galaxy Police personnel, and you came up as the ideal picks for the job."

"One photoshoot?" asked Kiyone suspiciously. "What for?"

"Just a line of recruitment posters obviously. We need to get some strapping young men in to join the force," said Mitsuki, putting a hand to Kiyone's shoulder. "So, you interested?"

"I'm not really sure..." began Kiyone.

"Oh come on, Kiyone, we have been having trouble paying the rent lately so..." began Mihoshi.

"Stop doing that, Mihoshi!" said Kiyone, turning on her. Then she glanced back. "It's just one photoshoot?"

"Yep.," said Mitsuki. "Though it might take a while, so you'll have to be patient."

Kiyone considered the cost to her dignity, versus her wallet. From there, she concluded that both were pretty much spent. She sighed. "Alright, we're in."

Mitsuki drew out two contracts with clipboards. "Okay, sign here real quick."

Kiyone took both quickly and read over them, not giving Mihoshi hers until she had a look. Mihoshi was way too trusting anyway. Then she frowned. "There's no description on the hours."

"Well, it's supposed to be done in one photoshoot. No point in filling it in," said Mitsuki.

Kiyone eyed her for a moment, before finally handing the clipboard to Mihoshi and signing her own. "Fine. Mihoshi, do you want me to sign for you?"

"Sure," said Mihoshi.

Kiyone wrote quickly for both of them, and Mitsuki's smile widened and motioned to a nearby day. "Good, right this way."

And in they went. As they did, Kiyone had the feeling she was about to get in over her head...

Kiyone and Mihoshi followed Mitsuki with swaying hips into an immense lab. Far from being a photo shooting office, it looked more like the place a mad scientist would dwell. There were multiple computer mainframes around them, showing all kinds of data.

Kiyone felt a bit self-conscious as she walked. "Isn't all this a bit elaborate for this kind of shoot?"

"Well, we're using some experimental equipment for some extra-realism," said Mitsuki. "See, the shots will actually be done in virtual reality. We just need you there as NPCs, if you know what I mean."

"NPCs?" asked Kiyone. "What is that supposed to mean."

Coming to a halt, Kiyone and Mihoshi looked past Mihoshi at a diagonally resting metal tube. There is a glass panel showing a capsule within with what appeared to be a bed with enough space for two.

"Well, I mean, the reader or viewer is sort of like a player, and you two are there to show off," said Mitsuki.

"It'd be great if the reader was Tenchi, wouldn't you say, Kiyone?" asked Mihoshi.

Mitsuki raised an eyebrow knowingly. "Boyfriend?"

"Not at all," said Kiyone quickly.

"A shame," said Mitsuki. "I always thought you were a bit straight-laced. Maybe that'll help you loosen up." Typing quickly into a console, the capsules slid open before them. "Get in."

Kiyone eyed the beds oddly while Mihoshi obeyed without quests. Quickly, Kiyone grabbed her by the shoulder. "Hey, Mihoshi, wait a minute. What are these things, Mihoshi?"

"Oh, these devices should transfer you into digitized form. They'll render you into a virtual landscape," said Mitsuki. "Once you're in, we'll proceed with things."

"Fine," said Kiyone, remembering all the ones and zeroes. Quickly turning around, she lay down, and Mihoshi did beside her. The proximity was awkward. "Hey, why do you need only one pod?"

"Sorry, Kiyone, budget limitations," said Mitsuki. Then she pressed a button to close the pods around them. "You make a cute couple, though."

"She is not my-" began Kiyone.

Then there was a flash, and Kiyone was standing on a beach of white sand, her long blue hair flowing in the wind behind her. The sky was cloudless, and the sun was gleaming above. Her ample bosom was packed into a tight bathing suit. As she turned to look over herself, it bounced seductively. Putting a hand upon her shapely rear, Kiyone leaned forward and blew a kiss to you.

Then she realized what she was doing. She flinched back, an adorable expression on her face. She covered herself as a seductive blush came to her features. "-girlfriend.

"What is..."

"Wow, Kiyone, you look really pretty with that pose." came Mitsuki's voice.

Kiyone turned around angry and strutted around, scowling while sticking out her chest. What was going on here? "I... I can't stop posing." Looking away, she saw Mihoshi lying on the beach, clad in a violet bikini with white spots. She was smiling seductively and winking at you. "Mihoshi, why are you doing that?"

Kiyone stepped forward, broken from her anger at the sight. Mihoshi looked really sexy there and... what was wrong with her. Even now, Kiyone's curiosity was an expression by a gaze with lidded, bedroom eyes as she licked her lips.

Mihoshi looked up and threw herself onto her back as if waiting for you to seize her. Her breasts bounced as she spread her legs. "I guess I'm doing it by reflex, Kiyone. You look really nice like that."

"Mihoshi, we're on the clock," said Kiyone, voice chiding as she took on the appearance of a teacher. Her voice was dripping with seductive discipline. "We shouldn't be... what..." She looked around in confusion and fear. Her vulnerability invited you to have your way with her. Kiyone leaned slightly forward, showing off her immense rear.

"Sorry, ladies. I forgot to mention a little something about this virtual reality," said Mitsuki. "It operates on different rules from normal space.

"We had doubts that you would be able to pull off the look, so we... fiddled around with some probabilities."

"What did you do to us, Mitsuki!" yelled Kiyone, swinging fist through the air and sending her breasts to bounce. She strutted forward. Mihoshi looked up fearfully, bringing attention to her beautiful body.

Waves splashed into the air behind them. A tidal wave came up to greet Kiyone's anger.

"Oh, now that angry look is nice, and the fear of Mihoshi is cute too. That'll make a nice shot," said Mitsuki.

"What did you do to us?" asked Kiyone.

"Nothing at all. Just transported you into this virtual world," said Mitsuki.

"How do I explain? Living creatures have certain postures they take when they are experiencing emotions. Science has locked down pretty well what all those are.

"So, we altered the virtual space. No matter what emotion you are exhibiting, you are letting off sexy vibes."

Kiyone growled even as she blushed then looked away like a tsundere. "Fine, whatever, just start the photoshoot so we can get out of here."

"We already have." said Mitsuki. "All those poses you two have made have been recorded and are awaiting print."

Mihoshi gazed around inquisitively, looking like she was looking for a man to have their way with her. Sweat drenched down their bodies from the sun. "I don't see any camera, Kiyone."

"The shots are being made with invisible objects," said Mitsuki. "Keep on going, this is some great footage.

"Try making some poses yourself."

"...Right, of course," said Kiyone.

They were being paid after all.

Kiyone and Mihoshi started posing. Kiyone kneeled down and crawled forward, being self-conscious. Yet her body naturally slithered forward. She was crawling forward toward Mihoshi like a cat. And Mihoshi was posing while smiling brightly, her sexy body on full display as she cocked her head.

"Now that's nice, embarrassed, but doing her job," said Mitsuki. "And Mihoshi, confused, but enjoying it. How about you two show how you like eachother."

As soon as Kiyone thought of it, she moved forward. Pressing Mihoshi down, they lay on the beach, breast to breast with their lips inches apart. Both looked up to you with mischievous smiles on their faces as their hands ran over eachother.

"Kiyone..." said Mihoshi.

Mihoshi had always been her partner. They'd always worked together, with Kiyone taking over of her. A hand ran through Mihoshi's hair, and Kiyone leaned in...

Then she halted. "This is... Mitsuki, this is obscene?"

"What, every action you take becomes sexualized for fanservice," said Mitsuki. "Your beautiful friendship with Mihoshi counts too, you know."

"Can..." Kiyone forced herself to stand up, looking away with a blush. "Can we take five, please?"

The area around them began to fade into code. As it did, Mihoshi stood up and pressed herself breast to breast with Kiyone.

"Sure thing, Kiyone," said Mitsuki. "We've pretty much finished anyway."

"So we're done," said Kiyone, a rain of green code falling over them. She had the urge to hold Mihoshi in her arms and even now Mihoshi was looking like she felt the same. As the world faded around them. On impulse, Mihoshi and Kiyone wrapped their arms around each other's rumps and kissed.

Their tongues wrestled for an instant, and then they were out.

Kiyone and Mihoshi stepped out of the capsule with swaying hips. They moved in unison with a seductive smile on both their faces. Kiyone wondered how they'd done; she didn't want to have to come back here. Putting a hand to one hip, she strutted around Mitsuki while eyeing her up and down.

"So Mitsuki," said Kiyone, "did we earn our pay."

"Of course," said Mitsuki with a smile. "We got hundreds of shots that'll do great.

"If these do well, I might just give you two another call."

"That sounds nice, doesn't it, Kiyone?" said Mihoshi, moving forward to cup Kiyone's chin and stare deeply into her eyes.

What was she crazy? This was a one-time thing. "No thank you. Mihoshi and I have work to do," said Kiyone, giving Mitsuki and you a wink.

"Right," said Mitsuki, blushing. "Well, tell me if you have any side effects. This is all experimental equipment."

Kiyone moved forward and ran a hand across Mitsuki's chin while walking past. Giving her a sideways glance, she moved her hips seductively. "I might just do that.

"Come on, Mihoshi, we've got to put the cuffs on some crooks."

It was time to get back to the grind.

Still, why did Kiyone feel different? Well, at least they could show off for you...

Author's Note:

Okay, first off, full credit for this idea comes from AzureTemplar353. They are a longtime reader of mine and suggested this possible storyline. I figured I'd write something with it. So if you're reading this, I hope you enjoy this.