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She is Turned Around(sequel to Turn Right, Stupid)	By : Wendell Urth Category: +M to R > Neon Genesis Evangelion Views: 7192 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 5: The Party Was In Full Swing.
The room began to spin. Psychotropic drugs have that effect sometimes. Misato dreamed she was on a merry-go-round. Memory of being a little girl. And the dark figure waving from the distance. “Papa?”
Then she was standing in the hallway of their cramped apartment. Shinji was on the floor, back against a wall, looking at her in horror. “Wha? What…?
Asuka, behind her, screaming. “You raped him! You raped him, how could you, Misato?”
“No. No, it wasn’t like that… You don’t know…” Then, “Tell her Shinji. Tell her, it wasn’t…”
The boy closed his eyes in obvious pain. He shook his head, refusing to meet her eyes.
Misato turned to Asuka. “Noooo. You weren’t here. I didn’t…”
“I wasn’t here?!? Of course, I was here! I saw the whole thing! You were crying, we came to comfort you and you threw me down and dragged him to your room. God, it was horrible. You raped him, you monster! What kind of person does that? Monster!”
“Noooo, Asuka,” she moaned. “You were at Hikari’s last night. You couldn’t have…”
With scorn, Asuka flipped open her phone, stabbed a quick dial number and hit speaker. “Hello?” came the voice of Asuka’s best friend. “Hikari? It’s me. Was I at your place last night or the last couple of days”? The reply, “Asuka? No. No, I haven’t seen you outside of school all week. Is something…?” Asuka disconnected.
She snorted at the shaken Misato. “Think she’s lying? The Class Rep? Ever hear her tell a lie?”
Misato was shaking her head. Denial. She didn’t know what was happening. Had she done that? “No. Impossible. Wait. My room? You said my room? It was his room, he took me to his room. He… We…”
Asuka opened Shinji’s door, the room was neat and tidy, bed made. She grabbed the older woman and dragged her across the hall. Misato’s room, the usual mess, except for Shinji’s clothes twisted in the dirty sheets, smelling of alcohol and sex. Misato’s torn tights halfway across the room.
Misato began to stumble, trying to get away. Trying to run, someone grabbed her by the legs, a sharp pain in her arm and then nothing. Sweet nothing.
Misato’s memory of the next few hours was never clear. Rather there were moments of clarity, but she couldn’t put them in any order… or be sure they had actually happened.

It was a darkened room, “Shinji’s?” she thought, there was a bright light blinding her. She tried to cover her eyes with her hand when she heard a voice… The voice.
“Misa. Misa-chan.”
“No NO NO!” she moaned
“Misa-chan, be a good girl…”
She sank to her knees, crying. “You’re dead. You’re dead Papa. No.”
“Misa-chan. I told you to open the door. Don’t make me angry. You’re making me angry… and sad, Misa”
Misato looked up through a haze of tears. There was someone sitting there, looking at her.
Maya had done Shinji proud! She found one of the only non-classified audio tapes from the Katsuragi Expedition to the South Pole. A full audio tape taken on one of the many secret recorders planted in the base. Since it was from several days before Second Impact, it was never classified. Based on the subject matter, it was added to Misato’s Personnel record instead of security.
When she was fished out of the escape capsule the young teen was already several weeks pregnant with her father’s child. She was interrogated, put in an induced coma, given an abortion and had her other wounds tended to. GHEREN had ordered her execution, but had rescinded it since she was the only living witness and might be valuable later. She was taken out of the coma, but something went wrong and she remained in a catatonic state for several years. She was raped by at least two of her attendants and a second abortion was clumsily attempted, rendering her sterile. Although catatonic, she was awake and aware the entire time.
Much of Misato’s Pysch file dealt with the abandonment issues she had for her father and the ongoing sexual abuse at his hands. She loved him/she hated him/she wanted him. It was the driving force of her life, to find her “Papa.” She also blamed herself for instigating the affair with her father, which was not uncommon for victims of abuse by sexual predators. Her mother had blamed her as well.
Maya interpreted the file for Shinji and Asuka. She begged them not to use the psychotropic drugs. They were dangerous even in the hands of professionals, but in the hands of… kids (she hesitated to use the word), the drugs could be disastrous. Shinji & Asuka laughed and he patted her on the head. Arrogance always wins out over reason.
Misato’s mind was fractured into pieces. Of course, she knew she was in Shinji’s room. Of course, the figure sitting in front of her must be Shinji… right? Right??? But the voice… calling her that name “Misa”. It was Kenji Katsuragi, her Papa. She just didn’t know Asuka was operating a tape recorder.
Hands on her shoulders Asuka pushed her down to her knees so she had to look up to him, she was 14 years old again.
The figure spoke, “Misa-chan.” It was Shinji. It was her Papa.
“You… You’re not my father, not my Papa” Crying, shaking her head in disbelief, but oh, how she wanted to believe her had come back for her.
He beckoned her forward, she crawled to him on hands and knees. He removed his belt and slapped it with a whip crack between his hands.
“You’ve been a very bad girl, Misa-chan”. She was 8 years old and her angry Papa had come back for her.
She crawled between his legs and slipped his pants down around his ankles, just as she had done so many years ago. Shinji/her Papa smiled at her. Asuka stood behind the naked Major, playing with the belt, swinging it towards her ass. Shinji angrily shook his head, there’d be time for those games later.
Misato held his hard dick in her hands, rubbing it around her lips, begging him to forgive her, begging him to love her again. She filled her mouth with his cock, savoring the taste of his pre-cum, practically inhaling him.
Asuka had lubed up a couple of fingers and was measuring Misato’s asshole for future attention. She noted the damp dark curls and found the woman’s clit. “My God, its so big!” It disgusted the German girl who’s own love button was petite and shrouded in under a dainty hood of flesh.
Shinji looked nothing like her father. He was a skinny 14-year-old boy, slight, clean shaven (of course!). His pubes were sparse. He didn’t even smell like him, his cock was smooth, unlike… Yet everything she saw, smelled and tasted was her Papa.
She removed his dick from her loving mouth, looking at the boy in rapt attention. He blasted a load across her face. Smiled and told her from now on to call him “Shin Papa”.
Asuka, sitting in the darkness, rolled her eyes. Not yet realizing that she too would be calling him “Shin Papa” in the days to come. Oh, it would be in private… at least for now.
And a grown woman, calling a teenaged boy “her Shin Papa” had a certain attraction for Shinji.
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She is Turned Around(sequel to Turn Right, Stupid)