Minako's Slutty Sucker (Sailor Moon Bimbo fic) (Patreon)

 Sailor Moon is a series close to my heart, I'm sure I've said before - which is why I wonder I'm so ready to go along turning the cast into bimbos. Hopefully it comes from a place of respect...

Anyways! This was a fun commission - Minako deserves more love! I hope you enjoy the read.

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Minako Aino was fashionably late, as befit a budding star like her – and certainly not because she’d overslept and spent an extra fifteen minutes sorting out her hair this morning, even if her signature long locks with ribbon look obviously required the special care to communicate the correct zest that any star should possess.

And it definitely wasn’t because she’d stayed up late last night gossiping over the phone with Usagi. Nope. Nuh uh. Definitely not. Ignore anything that the lying white cat might tell you! Although he was so distracted with Luna these days her really might not even bother…

At any rate, the lively blonde arrived at the audition studio a little later than the times that the advertisements had asked for, but surely there wouldn’t be a problem with that, right? Sure, there might be a bit of a line for her to stand in, but that would just give her time to practice her killer smile and star quality style!

Or, it would… if there had been a line. Minkao blinked, shifting the shoulder bag on her back as she looked around the reception hall. Was this the right place? Had the auditions been cancelled? Had no one else shown up? There was no way they were done already, was there? Hm, maybe they had started a little early – after all, the early bird saved nine, right? And with those savings they could easily get through a whole crowd of hopeful idols!

… Yes, despite having grown into adulthood, some things would never change. Even in her early twenties, Minako Aino would never not mangle a saying.

But no matter! If they had gone through early, well, that just meant they’d wasted even more effort than they needed to! After all, once they got a look at her, they’d know instantly that she was the one they were waiting for – her star power was off the charts! Sorry, other hopefuls – this audition was hers.

“Hello?” She called out, wandering deeper into the studio. There had to be someone around, after all. “Is there anyone here? I’m here for the audition!”

“Oho?” A male voice responded, and a door behind the desk opened, a man in a light blue suit with long dark hair stepping out into view. “Ah, a latecomer! I wondered if we’d be getting a few more showing up.”

He seemed jovial enough, and Minako figured that it was never too early to be turning on the charm. She flashed him a polite, slightly embarrassed smile, clasping her hands behind her back coquettishly. “Sorry, sorry, my cat ate my homework. May I still audition?”

“Hmm…” He looked her over, and the blonde made sure to preen, focusing all of her experience as an actress and all of her not inconsiderable charisma on this one man. The years had been quite kind to the Sailor Soldier of Beauty – as was only natural, given her ties to Venus – and while she knew she didn’t sport the biggest, ahem, talent in the field, she knew damn well that she was both insanely cute and mysteriously mature. Her long blonde hair still carried her signature ribbon, her skin was as smooth as crystal, and her legs went on for days. She got this. “Oh, very well. We could always do with more potential stars in our roster. Let’s see what you’ve got, Miss…?”

“Aino,” she said with a slightly flirtatious wink. Score! “Aino Minako.”

“Miss Aino.” He nodded with a smile. “I’m Mr. Candy. Please, follow me.” He stepped from behind the desk and walked over to the doors leading deeper into the theatre, bidding her to follow. Happily, she did just that.

“So did you not have many other people come to audition?” She asked curiously, peering around as they walked through the red carpeted theatre halls. There wasn’t anyone else around to be seen.

But his response surprised her. “Oh no, we had quite a few applicants! Yes, quite a few – a lot of them very eager, as well.”

“Really?” She blinked and looked around again. Still no sign of anyone. “Where are they all?”

“Ah, the ones that passed the first stage of the auditions are no doubt rehearsing for their scenes,” he answered casually, with only the slightest hesitation. Then he shrugged. “We’ll not disturb them for yours – let’s use one of the smaller rooms.”

Minako nodded as she followed, still looking around as they made their way towards what looked to be one of the actor’s dressing rooms. That made sense – if they’d moved past the main auditions already then they couldn’t just put her up on the main stage for hers. She’d just have to work extra hard to blow this guy’s pants off!

Though, just as they left the hall, her sharp senses couldn’t help but catch the sound of something strange coming from the stage doors just down the hall. Something that sounded like a moan? Huh, just what sort of scene were they rehearsing in there…?

But that could wait for later – she was sure she’d find out soon enough, once she passed this audition with flying colours! Switching her charm straight back up to maximum, she fluttered her eyelids at her hopefully producer-to-be. “So how would you like me to audition?”

He chuckled at her confidence and handed her a script book, open to page twelve. “Here. Read the part of Charli. Ah, you’ll need this.” And from his pocket he produced a lollipop, head wrapped in pink paper, offering it to her.

She took it with mild confusion. “A lollipop? Really?”

And he just smiled, taking a seat across from her in one of the dressing chairs. “The character’s never seen without one. Is that going to be a problem for you?”

“Oh, not at all,” she answered quickly, easily removing the wrapper and waggling the sweet at him. “I’m an expert in all things sweet~”

It was kind of amusing, actually. Having spent time in England, Minako was fluent in English, so the fact that the man named Candy was offering her candy didn’t escape her. She was even tempted to make a joke of it, but caught herself at the last minute – telling him that she was an expert at sucking candy would give decidedly the wrong kind of impression. She didn’t want him thinking she was some kind of slut! She wasn’t that kind of actress, thank you very much.

So, pushing her more mischievous instincts down, she quickly skimmed through the script, getting a feel for the character, before nodding and deciding how she’d play this. The girl was a budding actress asking for her chance to be a star – ha! Well that would be pretty easy to draw up. She had this down. With a breath, she popped the lolly into her mouth and…

… Oh, wow, this thing was really tasty! A sweet deliciousness washed over her tongue, and she took a moment to softly suck on it, rewarding herself with another surge of flavour. It was like strawberries and candyfloss, melded together in a wonderful symphony of sensation.

“Any time you’re ready, Miss Aino.”

Minako jumped. Right! The audition! She couldn’t get distracted by this delicious sucker, she had lines to read!

“Right! Sorry. Just getting into character! Let me see…” Another skim of the page as she cleared her throat, the lolly clenched securely between her teeth. “Ah… Sir, please, won’t you give me a chance?” She gave the producer her best puppy dog eyes. “I can act, I swear! You won’t regret giving me a shot. I’ve always dreamed of a life in the theatre. To be watched and loved by a thousand eyes! To perform upon the stage and make them happy, to bask in their adoration!” It wasn’t very difficult to put the required emotion into the words. After all, that was Minako’s dream too. “It’s a dream of mine, so I put my heart and soul into every word and motion. You can see for yourself my earnest skill. Won’t you give me a chance? Tell me, what must I do to earn your approval?”

“Hmm…” And yet, shocker of shocks, Candy didn’t seem entirely convinced. “I feel like something’s missing.”

Missing? What could possibly be missing? Was he looking for a different kind of portrait? Maybe she was getting a bit too into the role, putting too much of herself into it and not letting the character show through. Minaako frowned and popped the pop out of her mouth, unable to stop herself from smacking her lips and enjoying the phantom taste for a moment before responding.

“Oh?” She said, trying not to let the spiteful maiden angry that he dared find fault in her performance bubble up too much. “Is there something I’m doing wrong?”

He stroked his chin, and then nodded. “No, not exactly, it’s a fine performance, but… try again, using the prop more.”

The prop? The lollipop? Huh, she had just been holding it in her mouth, hadn’t she? Maybe she could be a bit more animated. She nodded, putting the sucker back between her teeth and giving it another lick. Mmm, wow, that taste…

A wave of warmth began to spread along her tongue, the sugary sweetness spreading through her taste buds and drawing a happy sigh from the girl. She didn’t really notice as the warmth kept spreading, down through the back of her mouth and up along her spinal cord, sliding right into the core of her brain…

“Mmm~” Her lips twitched into a smile as something went ‘Fzzzzt’ behind her eyes. So tasty! She felt a giggle bubble up out of her as she pulled the lolly free with another long lick and fluttered her eyelashes at her soon-to-be-director. “Oh! Sir, please, won’t you, like, give me a chance?” She asked, her lines already memorised. The pop slid back between her lips and she twirled it around flirtatiously. “I can act, I swear! You won’t regret giving me a shot~”

There was a real warmth in her performance now – she could feel it in her chest. What had before been a desperate plea now became a seductive nudge. The lolly twirled on her tongue, releasing more of the wonderfully naughty flavour, and she felt it push her to take it a little further. “I’ve always dreamed of a life in the theatre. Ohhh, to be watched and loved by a thousand eyes! Mm, to perform upon the stage and make them happy, to bask in their adoration!” But the way she was saying it didn’t make it sound like it was adoration she was after. There was a heat, a smokiness to her tone now that demanded… more. Yes. She didn’t just want them to like her. She wanted them to love her…

“It’s a dream of mine… Or, more like fantasy…” she giggled, a little adlib slipping in as the lolly slipped out of her mouth, twirling between her fingers. “So I put my heart and soul, and, like, so much more, into every word and motion. You can see for yourself my earnest skill. Won’t you give me a chance? Tell me, what must I do to earn your approval?”

Oh! Minako breathed in deep as she reached the sudden end of her performance, as if she was just now coming back to herself. The sweet scent of the lolly filled her nostrils and made her feel a little light headed. Wow, where had that come from? She felt so… Mmmm all of a sudden.

Without even thinking about it, she started sucking on the lolly again as she looked to the director for approval, drinking in the taste and the liquified candy both. There was a rush as part of the sweet broke free in her mouth, crunched to dust underneath her perfect teeth and swallowed without so much as a second’s thought. And as the powder hit her stomach, her eyes met his, and that tingling warm feeling seemed to grow ten times stronger, blossoming within her and spreading through her entire body. Her head swam as her heart began to hammer.

“How was that?” She asked breathlessly. Hoo, had it always been so hot in here? She loosened her collar, undoing a button on her blouse subtly. Her top felt so tight all of a sudden…

“Better,” Candy nodded, looking pleased. “I think you’re getting it now. But how about one more time, just to be sure?”

“Of- Of course~” Minako smiled, still trying to get her breath back a little. Hoo, could she really muster up another intense performance like that? Of course she could, she was an actress! She just had to get… into character…

Another lick on the lolly helped there, a great rush of flavour and sweetness hitting her all at once, the fizzling behind her eyes growing even more intense. Her fears and doubts seemed to melt away, dissolving into bubbly foam and popping into nothingness inside her head… along with a few other things…

Her eyes crossed for a moment as she gave the stick another suck, a giggle bouncing up from her throat. Right, right, her script! Well she had that memorised, right? Yeah! How had it gone again?

“So, like, hey mister~” She drew the lolly out of her mouth again, giving it a long lick as it went. “Are you gunna, you know, lemme in your acting thing? I’ll totally make it worth your while~”

The words didn’t feel quite right – was this what she’d done before? But even as she wondered it, the thought dissolved into sweet, silly bubbles and popped away, leaving the blonde confused about what she’d been thinking. But there was no time to worry about that, she had a script to recite!

“I’m, like, a super amazing actress, you know?” The blonde continued, giving the director a smirk before popping the lolly back between her lips. “And, y’know, I love it when people watch me~ It makes me so hot…”

Minako trailed off, giggling as she played with the top button of her far too tight blouse. Geeze, it was so uncomfortable. This nice director dude wouldn’t mind if she undid another button, right? Only one way to find out!

“It’s totally a fantasy of mine, you know?” She purred, the lolly twirling as her free hand popped one button, and then two, her chest pressing up against her top tighter than ever. “I’ll, like, put everything out there – you’ll be able to see it all~” Her hips wiggled, her skirt – suddenly a lot shorter than it had been – swaying from side to side. “Don’t you think I’m pretty? Mmm, what can I do to, like…” Her eyelids fluttered. “… Convince you~?”

Something was wrong. That was the feeling that rang inside her head when she finished this time. She was acting all… She was… She wasn’t like this, was she? Sure, she was the pretty sailor soldier of love, but she wasn’t a slut!

Ohhh… Ah, w-why did that word feel so… so…

… Good?

Panting for breath, her tight chest heaving, Minako found her eyes drifting to the right – where the full body dressing room mirror waited. But the reflection she saw wasn’t her own… Right? It… It couldn’t be…

Because where she had expected to see a young diva, a pale skinned slim thing sparkling with talent and charm, instead she saw… Who was that? A girl who looked a touch older than Minako’s even twenty, with rosy skin and long blonde hair that trailed down to her ass – an ass which was barely covered by a tight red and black tartan skirt, with the strings of a tight thong openly visible. She had legs that seemed to stretch on forever, her skin so smooth and clear it looked like it had been photoshopped, ending in shockingly high spiked black heels. And above the waist, a trim, toned stomach was on full display. Her blouse was hoisted up even higher, just barely covering the bottom of boobs far larger than the ones Minako had – larger even than Makoto! – and straining to keep them in. Most of her buttons were undone, leaving just three to keep the stretched fabric tight over her bold, bouncy flesh. A cheap looking necklace hung around her throat, while glitzy rings hung on her fingers, complete with pink polish along every nail. And as for her face…

Minako gaped, and then recoiled as the heavily made up face in the reflection did the same. Deep pink lipstick, thick black mascara… and the most vapid, empty eyes that she had ever seen. That couldn’t be her face. It just… It just couldn’t…

Uncertain and unsure, she sucked on the sweet lolly in her mouth, drawing a degree of comfort from the familiar sensation, and tried not to shudder as she saw the pink lips in the mirror copy her. “Wha… What is…?”

“Yes, now you’re getting it.” Minako and her reflection both jumped as Mr. Candy suddenly appeared at their elbow, smiling quite sinisterly. “Almost completely in character now. Just a little more, I think, and you’ll be perfect…”

She blinked at him, and then looked down as she saw him reach up towards her. Part of her was telling her to run, screaming at her to get away from him – the voice of the stuffy, serious leader of the sailor senshi crying out for her to save herself. But the voice felt so strangely distant, and the thought that she should maybe do something stumbled along oddly slowly in her head, as though the ground beneath it was unusually sticky. So she did nothing as his finger rose, and tapped the stick of her lolly, the small paper shaft vanishing in a flash of bubbles, and leaving the head rolling on her tongue.

‘Spit it out!’ The serious voice within her cried. ‘It’s doing something to you!’

Huh… She really should, shouldn’t she? Yeah, that seemed, like, kinda sensible. And yet her head was all hazy, and the sweet tasted really nice. Surely she could just suck on it a little longer…

But before she could, Candy had gently lifted her chin, raising her face to his eye level – and the remnants of the lolly rolled gently down into the back of her throat, and she swallowed by instinct.

The sugar filled pop dropped down and hit her stomach like Alka-Seltzer into a glass. The fizzy feeling was instant, and overpowering, flooding through her body like foam filling a can, a wave of it rushing straight through her head.

‘No!’ Thought the voice, desperate and alarmed. ‘What have you-!’

Pop.

The wave washed over it, the voice, the attitude, the memories all, the wave washed over it and turned it all into simple easy bubbles. Big, pink bubbles filled with air that floated around her mind before going ‘pop!’ and vanishing completely. The voice fell silent, and Minako forgot that it had ever existed.

Pop.

And the wave kept going, kept sweeping through her brain, swallowing thoughts and memories whole, converting them into happy pink foam, into bubbles that would float, and drift, and pop without a trace. There went her memories of learning triganomitry.

Pop.

And there went her fluent mastery of the English language, along with her recollection of her time spent on that foreign island.

Pop.

Even the basics of acting her beloved art, and her many months spent on practice…

Pop.

Gone. All gone.

And deeper, deeper still, the sticky sweet wave soaked into her mind, stripping it more and more of complexities and cunning, replaced with the simple and the stupid. Deeper, deeper, reaching into the very core of her being.

The faces of her friends.

Pop.

The name of her Princess.

Pop.

Her identity as the champion of love and justice, Sailor Ve-

Pop. Pop. Pop.

By the time the wave was done, by the time the foam had settled, it had soaked into every last inch of her, and erased everything it didn’t need – everything that wasn’t slut. Her head, once so full of information and thoughts, now lay as hollow as a cheap Easter egg, without even so much as a stray ponderance to rattle around within it. And what few thoughts did remain – simple, basic things, controlled by the most primal of desires – moved slowly through the remains, gummed up by the sweet, sticky sap that was left in the foam’s wake.

She didn’t even realise that she was drooling, her mouth hanging slack and open, until Mr. Candy closed her jaw with a chuckle. “Did it have that much of an effect on you? Can’t have had too much going on up there, then. It’s like you were born for the role.”

She looked up at him with dim, vacant eyes, her eyelids still fluttering as she came back to herself. Huh. Who was this guy again? A finger rose to twirl a lock of blonde hair in the air as she tried, with mixed results, to think up the answer. She didn’t remember him… But he looked kinda hot…

“Do you, like, want somethin’ Mister?” She asked, her finger rising to stroke at her polished pink lips. For some reason she felt the strong urge to suck on something…

And the man just laughed. “You don’t even remember what you were here for? I suppose that dream wasn’t that important to you either. But no matter, I’ve another one for you.” He leaned in, his hand rising to firmly grope the blonde’s fat behind, drawing a pleased moan from her. “How would you like to join my porn studio, girl?”

Minako’s eyes lit up. “Huh? You mean, like, get fucked on camera? For money?” For some reason the idea really appealed to her, and she smiled when the man nodded. “Sounds great! What do you want me to do?”

“It’s simple enough,” Candy said, looking the new dumb slut over. “Just pass the audition.”

“Audition, huh?” The blonde smiled. Dim though she was, she knew exactly what this situation called for. Easily, she sank to her knees. “Well now,” she giggled, brushing her hair back and tying it into her ribbon. “Whatever can I do to, like, earn your approval, hmmm?” Already, her hands were stroking up the inside of his thigh.

“That’s a good start,” the director admitted, his eyes flashing red in the low light as the pornstar-to-be unzipped his flies. "Hm. Maybe you have a few friends we could invite along as well? I'm sure you know a lot of girls who would be good working under me..."

Minako blinked. "Friends?" But even as her slow, sticky mind turned the word over, the images of her friends joining her in fucking for profit filled her head, and made her lower lips drip. Ami, Makoto, Rei, even Usagi, fuckin' and suckin' along with her as they shot porno after porno... mmm~ "Oh yeah. I got friends you could meet~"

“Perfect." Candy smiled. "Then there's just one thing – what name shall we use for you?”

She paused, head tilting as she thought for a moment. One could practically see steam rising from her ears. Then she smiled. “The name's Mina~ But, like… You can call me V~”

Then she leaned in, and got to work on a real sucker at last.

One defender falls, and the sinister forces in the shadows grow one step closer to world domination...