"It can't hurt to ask, onee-san!"

And behind the anime girl is a tiny Japanese girl, bounding down the stairs in gravity-defying bounces.

Her face lights up as she spots the group of new students, and takes a flying leap across the lobby.

With sound effects.

A woosh as she takes off, and a boing boing sound that plays as she skips across the floor. And then a cartoonish 8-bit skidding sound plays as she digs her heels into mid-air and comes to a literal screeching halt at eye-level with the girl in the mini-skirt and leather jacket.

"Hi! I'm Jade. Are you Cameron?"

Pffff. Okay. That's actually a really cute bit.

"That's me."

"Toni-senpai said you can fix bodies, is it true? I've got a problem with my B.I.T. do you think you could try your power on me?"

"Sure?"

Cameron holds out her hand.

Anime girl jukes in the air to block Jade.

"Jade, hold on. Don't you think you ought'a do this in the power-testing labs, at least? I mean, what if," she glances around and lowers her voice, "what if 'healing' you just undoes all your... progress?"

Jade looks defiant for about a second and a half, before deflating, sinking down until her feet meet the floor.

She perks up again just as fast, and smiles hopefully at Cameron. "Please? If I schedule something, will you come?"

"Heh, sure. Let me know the time and place, and I'll be there."

"Those two were both psychic-ly weird," Eelle comments idly to Cameron, on the way back to their rooms. "I really don't know what's up with them."

"Well, I want to help if I can."

Cameron goes into her room, strips naked, and flop face-down onto her bed. Its been a long day---a good day, but she's ready to stop pretending at extroversion for a few hours.

Eelle drops a kiss at the base of Cameron's spine, fondles her a little, then goes to join Kitsune in their own room. Eelle's new roommate's name is actually Nanase, but isn't using it at all because... Terra is known to have a cousin with that name and for some reason they don't want anyone knowing they're related? Well okay. Eelle doesn't judge.

Terra herself shows up a few minutes later and... stares... kind of a lot... at the sight that greets her. Terra's cool but unfairly sexy roommate, on her belly, with her legs spread enough that Terra can see everything from right there in the doorway.

Gulp.

"Uh so, you know the door's open, right?"

Cameron lifts her head.

"Hm? Oh. I don't care."

Re-flop.

Should she sleep tonight? She hasn't actually gone to sleep in, months. Hasn't been unconscious in, also months.

...nah.

"That's so cool. Um, you don't? What if, someone sees you like that and takes it as, um, an invitation?"

Terra tugs on the door, as though to close it, but mostly just wiggles it indecisively.

"It kind of is? It's not why I'm naked right now, but one of the reasons I'm comfortable with nudity is that I'm comfortable not having any barriers between me and hypothetical amorous hands. And with my powers? It's not like I can be caught at a bad time, physically. If I am, I can just use my powers to make it be not a bad time. My healing is a total body reset and I'm in psionic control of my hormones n' stuff."

"Oh kay," Terra squeaks. Is she blushing. She's totally blushing.

Wait.

"You're in psionic control of what now?"

"Oh right. I forgot to talk about that when we talked about our powers. I've got this weak electrochemokinesis thing. If it happens because of a chemical in the body, I can make it happen without the chemical, or not happen with the chemical."

Terra is more than a little stunned. The sheer variety of applications for a power like that...

...including, it sounds like... "Does that mean... you can... turned on? If some random person came along and saw you like that, and decided to have their way with you, without a thought to foreplay, you could just... flip a mental switch and be ready anyway?"

"Have I mentioned, I like the places your mind goes? Yes, that's exactly what I'd do."

Hmm.

"Wanna see?"

Terra sputters.

 "..."

 "..."

"Yes."

Cameron aims for the basic physiological engorgement response, and rouses...

...Terra.

An, "Uunf!" of surprise escapes Terra as her knees knock together, her hands fly to her middle, and her body lurches over like she just got punched in the gut.

Or like her own insides just punched her in the libido.

Now that Terra knows how that feels, Cameron aims the same rousing at herself.

"Mmn."

Her labia flushes, visibly, pink folds darkening and emerging between lush, silky lips. The glisten of wetness shines within.

"Fun, huh."

"Th-that felt like more than chemical simulation. I think you can directly control other people's autonomics!"

Holy crap that's powerful. Terra's urge to squee is fighting for attention with the raw lust that her brain is summoning up in response to the yearning looseness between her legs, like some kind of reverse Pavlovian inception.

Then she remembers what they were actually talking about, and lust wins.

"So, you're... just okay with being... used like sex doll? Because you're always in control of the physical factors? Anyone can just do what they want to you, and you don't care?"

"I'm fine with anyone at all using my body to get off whenever I'm not using it for anything else," Cameron clarifies. "I do care, I'm just very willing to share, because lust is beautiful and sex is so much more important than we're supposed to admit even to ourselves."

Wryly, "And I also deeply resent the idea that my personality ought to be an obstacle course between horny dudes and my vagina. That is just terrible incentives in every direction."

Squirm.

"I mean, you say that, and it sounds awesome but... you're my roommate. And literally everyone ever thinks sex complicates things like that in bad ways. Unless you're married. And sometimes even then. I don't think I can, actually, take you at your word, here. Even though I really want to."