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Persona Fatale: Phantom Corruption Part 2 (Corporation TF)
🕑 Added 2023-02-15 23:00:02 +0000 UTCHaru kept a watchful eye as she, Futaba, and Sophie moved through the Metaverse. A Shadow could come from any corner and if they weren’t careful it could easily lead to them getting in trouble, yet she wasn't worried much. It was nice to be back to being a Phantom Thief again. It was fun to be able to go out and fight crime as Noir again. It was a little fun even, but still, she wouldn’t lose herself in the moment, not with how dangerous things could get in an instant.
The three of them were scouting another section of the Jail on their own while the others explored another part led by Joker. Under normal circumstances, they would have never split their party, but with how weak the Shadows here were, they decided to do it. Still, Haru hoped that they wouldn’t run into any trouble along the way. Every Jail was different from the others and despite how many times they had been through this, there was still so much they needed to learn.
When she had first thought about the summer with her friends, going back to Mementos was the last thing she expected. Yet they didn’t let that stop them from seeing all of the sights and experiencing the wonders their country had. Despite how forced they might have been into this again, there was good they needed to do and they would.
“Hey what?” Oracle cried, getting her attention.
“Oracle? What’s wrong?” Haru questioned.
“Joker, can you hear me? Joker,” Futaba questioned, ignoring Haru. She slouched and looked at the others. “...I just lost communication with the others.”
“That is troublesome,” Sophie said.
“Yes,” Haru agreed.
Haru's mind went over all of the possibilities about how and what could happen and didn’t like any of them. If the others faced a superior Shadow and needed help then they wouldn’t be able to provide support or even know about it, until it was already too late.
“It would be best if we locate whatever is jamming our communications,” Sophie said, getting an agreeing nod from the others.
“Oracle? Is there any way you can tell us what is causing the jamming?” Haru questioned.
“Hmm,” Futaba hummed as she summoned her Persona, this time the static coming from her attempts was noticeable to Haru and Sophie. The two flinched from the noise. They looked around, half expecting to see some Shadows swarming around them, but thankfully there weren't any around.
“Well that time it was worse than before,” Futaba admitted.
“Hmm, then it would be best if we were to simply follow the static for now. If it's getting worse then that means we are getting closer to what is causing it,” Sophie said.
“I think so too. The sooner we deal with it, the sooner we can talk with others and plan out our next move.”
Haru and the others carefully sneaked through the area, avoiding any Shadows along the way. Normally they would deal with them as they traveled, but considering they didn’t have any clue what was causing it, it would be better to play it safe in the meantime. With the skills, they had earned from months of practice they were able to do it with ease.
“Alright guys, we are close to the source,” Futaba said.
They turned around the corner and immediately pulled back when they saw a large Shadow formally dressed in a business suit with a large top hat, cane, and monocle, which made him look like a twisted warped Mr. Monopoly.
The Shadow's bearing and clothes vaguely reminded Haru of her father and her former fiance with how they were dressed. Memories rushed forward of her father and she shoved them away. She had to focus on the mission.
“I don’t even need my Persona to tell that’s a strong Shadow,” Futaba said nervously. She summoned her Persona and tried to get a better read on the Shadow, hoping that she would be able to get any useful information. To her dismay, she wasn’t able to learn any information about it. “Of course, it wouldn’t be that easy. I can’t tell anything about it, aside from the fact that it's not a normal one.”
“Might be best to try and avoid it then,” Haru sighed.
“Yes, there is no sense trying to start a fight when our main objective should be finding the source of the jamming,” Sophie agreed.
“I don’t think that's an option…I think that Shadow is the reason why we are having such a hard time contacting the others,” Oracle said. “It was just for a second, but when I tried to get a read of it my scanners went haywire. When we were passing by other Shadows I was still able to get a scan of them without any issues."
Haru blinked and looked back at the fancy Shadow nervously. Even now there were some Shadows that they struggled against, despite how far they had come along. In the last Jail, they went to, it took everything that they had for all of them to step up in help. For a Shadow to be able to just render Futaba’s scan mute, and affect the environment around it like this was worrisome.
“Then it would be best if we dealt with it now to get rid of its interference,” Sophie suggested.
“Right,” Haru agreed. As dangerous as it was to attack a Shadow that they had little information on, they needed to be able to contact the others. Even if they didn’t have much information about it, she was sure that they would emerge victorious.
“Though we gotta be smart about this. I'll distract it and get its attention. While it's focused on me, you two can attack it from behind. Oracle we have some items that you could throw at it,” Haru said. She pulled out the elemental orbs from her pouch and handed them to Futaba.
Futaba took the items and played with them in her hand with a mad grin. She rolled them around in her hand, looking at them as if they were priceless jewels.
“You know I might not normally get into fights, but if I could use these more often I wouldn’t mind getting my hands a little dirty,” Futaba cackled like a mad goblin, the dim light from the gems only making her look more like a supervillain.
Haru smiled sheepishly. If she was going to act like that with those then perhaps it would be for the best that she didn’t take part. She was sure that she might have a little too much fun with those.
“I understand, but as fun as that might be if you decided to take part in the field more than we might be out of your wonderful talents when we need them,” Haru said, hoping that she would drop it. There was no way that they could let Futaba take the field, both because she was far too valuable with her information-gathering abilities and because the chaos she could unleash would be disastrous.
“Maybe, but perhaps I can get more in on the fun from time to time,” Futaba cackled.
“Fun?” Sophie questioned, cutely tilting her head.
“I’ll show you,” Futaba said as she climbed up to the top of the building, Sophie following right behind her.
Haru sighed and double-checked her weapons, making sure that her gun was fully loaded. There couldn’t be any room for error. The moment there was then she might as well give herself over to the Shadow’s mercies. She stepped forward, able to see her friends sneak their way to the other side of the monster. So long as she kept the Shadow focused on her then it would be up to them to deal the death blow.
“Oh? Who do we have here?” the Shadow spoke curiously. “You seem like you are of the upper class with how you are dressed. Are you?”
Haru frowned, already hating the attitude it had. Its voice carried an arrogant posh tone that reminded her far too much of her father for her liking.
“I wish to challenge you to a duel!” Haru proclaimed as she pointed her axe at it.
She could see the Shadow raise a brow as it looked at her curiously. It gripped its cane tighter and stared at her. After a moment, the monster smirked.
“Bold words missy, but at the very least you are willing to do things the right way. Very well then, if it is a battle that you want, it is a battle that you shall receive! Engarde!” The Shadow spat as it raised its cane.
Haru was barely able to avoid the attack and then moved to attack it, but to her dismay, it blocked the blow with ease. She prayed that the others would get into position soon as its assault increased. Every blow tested her defenses and she knew that she would be overwhelmed if things didn’t change.
She summoned her Persona to try and put some distance between them, but the monster was easily able to deflect the attacks coming from it. She tried a psychic attack, but all it did was earn a headshake from the monster, as it narrowed its eyes at her.
“My mind is made of steel! You will have to do far more than that if you wish to best me!”
Haru groaned, again its speech annoying her and wishing that she could just end it already.
‘Let’s see you keep up that attitude when the others get through with you,’ Haru thought.
Haru grinned when she saw Futaba and Sophie leap from the roof. The two of them with their weapons ready.
“Look alive, fancy pants!” Futaba grinned as she threw all of the elemental orbs at it.
Before Futaba’s attack could connect the Shadow raised its cane and with a powerful gust of wind was able to send it all flying to the side. The orbs collided with the roof, and exploded with various colors, gusts of wind, lightning, and more.
“Oh crap baskets,” Futaba cursed.
“How dare you rapscallions try to attack me in such a dishonorable manner! Here I was expecting a duel, but instead, I face you dishonorable treacherous louts.”
The Shadow moved, much faster than it had when Haru first attacked. It summoned another gust of wind that forced Sophie and Futaba to cover their eyes. Haru was knocked off her feet, The mask that Haru wore disappeared as her hat tumbled to the side.
The Shadow gasped and stared at Haru in disbelief. It stepped forward, taking a closer look at her.
“You…you’re that child who runs Okumura industries! And here I thought you were worthy of respect, but now I see you are just a child running around playing games! Well, I know just how to fix that! For your company to survive you must take running your company seriously and focus on how to make it grow!”
The Shadow pinned her with the bottom of its cane, earning a gasp from Haru as the bottom of it glowed. She tried to shove the cane off her, but it was as if a tree had fallen on top of her. No matter how hard she tried it wouldn’t budge at all. Haru looked for her weapons, wondering where they were, but to her dismay, she saw that they were out of reach. Haru groaned, a blush adorning her face as her body burned with lust. She brought her legs together, desperately trying to stop herself from squirming.
Sophie fired her guns at the Shadow, but it used its hat to shield itself as it focused on Haru. The bullets entered the hat, but nothing else happened.
"You will have to do better than that if you wish to hurt me, but before you get what you deserve I have much more important matters to focus on. Once this is over Ms. Okumura, then you shall have the proper acumen and attitude needed to help your company soar to new heights! The first thing that you need to do is lose those childish garments! You won’t be able to impress anyone if you looked like you just came from a circus sideshow!”
Haru groaned and shimmied under the cane, fruitlessly trying to get it off her. She tried to summon her Persona again, hoping that it would be able to turn things around for her, but it was as if she had been cut off from her Persona. No matter how desperately she called out for it, it wouldn't respond.
As Haru struggled, her attire changed. Her ammo holster transformed, her ammo melted into it and formed a rectangular square. A small zipper formed on the square as it changed into a stylish dark red purse that would have complimented her bloomers. The bloomers that Haru wore thinned, losing their puffiness as they hugged her legs a little tighter. The pants legs merged forming a business skirt that swiftly tightened around her lower body. Her pumps morphed as the strap on them disappeared and they gained a more pronounced heel. Haru's corset grew and lengthened. A defined collar formed around her neck. The buttons on it became more numerous as sleeves formed on the coat and trailed down her arms until they formed into a nice black business jacket that complimented her figure.
Futaba and Sophie could only stare at Haru’s new attire in shock. She looked like she belonged in an office environment with how finely dressed she was. There wasn’t even her Phantom Thief mask to indicate that she was.
“How the hell did you do that?” Futaba demanded.
“Now that is a good first step. The next thing we need to fix is your age. There is no way anyone would be able to have the proper respect deemed for a child. Such things are beyond anyone still in school. Only adults who understand what they are doing should be in charge,” the shadow said, completely ignoring Futaba.
The Shadow twisted the cane that it held and a bright light shined on the bottom of it again, forcing all of them to cover their eyes except for the monster. When it died down, Sophie and Futaba looked at Haru, wondering what was going to happen to her now.
Haru continued to pant heavily as a light layer of sweat formed. She slowly gained a few more centimeters. Her hips widened a little further adding more to her figure as her thighs expanded, straining her skirt further. Even her breasts seemed to be getting a little larger as they grew to rival volleyballs. Haru's clothes strained against her developing body yet they continued to fit her just as perfectly. Yet what caught Sophie's and Futaba's attention the most was her face.
Haru’s face slowly, but surely matured as if she was getting older. It lost the youthful appearance it had as maturity came to her features. Any of the awkwardness that she might have had in them disappeared as time passed. Her lips grew a little larger. After a moment, she stopped aging and looked like she was in her early 30s or late 20s.
Haru looked down at her tightened clothes, struggling to fill her lungs. In her fog-clouded mind she vaguely noticed how much curvier her frame had become, but what stood out the most was her clothes. She wanted to tear her clothes off, but she couldn't get a good grip on any of them.
“Stop it, you bozo!” Futaba demanded. “Leave her alone!”
Sophie slung her yoyos at the Shadow, trying to knock it off balance, but her blows bounced harmlessly off its legs. She summoned her Persona and fired several beams of light that forced the Shadow to move, but Haru was still pinned underneath the cane.
The Shadow hummed as it leaned a little closer studying her hair and a sour frown formed. He commented. “Let’s change that hair of yours up as well. Something to add a little more professional looking to your appearance.”
Haru shuddered again as her hair suddenly grew longer. Her fluffy hair brushed against her shoulders and slowly went down her back as it lengthened. A new healthier shine appeared in it that would have drawn the attention of many. Despite how much longer, it was getting, it maintained its natural fluffy appearance, though the ends of it now spiraled and gained a drill-like appearance. It finally stopped growing when it brushed against her hips and lower back.
“And there we go, now that is a much better style. It will go much farther for you than having your hair as a fluffy mess.”
The Shadow hummed as it examined her a little more closely. He rapidly tapped his fingers against the top of the cane. It coughed and pulled at the collar of her coat, and they all swore they could see a faint blush on its face.
“Hmmm, now I am not one to stare, I leave that more to my perverted idiot of a brother, but I think a little more wouldn’t hurt up top, or well in general. Being able to charm anyone would be good for a businesswoman, even if using your body to do so would be rather...low.”
Again the Shadow tapped its cane against Haru’s body, who gasped again as another arousing wave of heat assaulted her body again. She whimpered and mewled as her curves expanded, straining her clothes further. Her hands opened and closed of their own will as her toes curled.
Her buttocks pressed against the tight skirt, and the outline of her buttocks became further developed. She couldn’t help but wiggle her hips, enjoying how the rough fabric rubbed against her body, imagining that it was some handsome man that was playing with her hindquarters. Even when her butt had finished growing into an impressive firm rear end with the firmness of ripped peaches, she didn’t.
Again Haru’s bust grew a little more, earning a heavy labored breath from her. One of the buttons went soaring off of it, exposing a small tasteful amount of cleavage, earning a pleased moan. Futaba and Sophie blinked at the sudden release, a small blush appearing on the former’s face. With the new freedom her top had, she was able to breathe a little easier as they changed. Sadly, it was short-lived as the buttons strained against her ballooning bust, the buttons valiantly trying to hold themselves. Thankfully for them, Haru’s honkers finished growing when they had become a massive F-cup bust that would have been the first thing people noticed with how big they were. The mere sight of her massive jugs, which rivaled her head would have made many pause and wonder if she truly was that big.
“Well, then I would say that my work here is done, Ms. Okumura. You are ready for whatever the corporate world decides to throw at you next,” the Shadow smiled as it moved its cane off her.
Haru slowly stood up and blinked as she shook her head, Sophie and Futaba were only able to stare at her new appearance in shock. Now that the cane was no longer in the way, they could see the buttons on Haru’s blouse strain, looking like they were one strong bounce away from another button or two to go flying. Her top did nothing to hide her new breasts, especially with the tastefully exposed cleavage that was on full display.
Haru blinked as her bust visibly bounced and frowned. She looked down at her tits, wondering if they felt off, before shrugging.
‘You think I wouldn’t be used to walking around with these,’ Haru thought. For some reason the heaviness of her chest threw her off, despite having breasts that weighed like milk jugs for years, it felt almost as if she had just gotten them.
“H-Noir?” Futaba said, for a moment forgetting where they were.
Haru sloppily turned to them and frowned. She moved her hair behind her ear as she glared at them, looking at them as if they were filthy parasites. She looked around, and her expression hardened further.
“I should be at the office working and not out wandering the streets like this,” Haru muttered. “What am I doing out here?”
“Haru?” Sophie questioned.
Haru let out an annoyed growl and turned to her friends. The others flinched when they saw the annoyed rage in her cold eyes. It was so unlike the usually warm and embracing Haru that neither of them was sure how they should respond to the sudden attitude shift.
“Would you mind if I were to borrow your cane?” Haru questioned.
“By all means, I am more than happy to help you, Ms. Okumura,” the Shadow said. It tapped its cane on the ground, and it gradually got smaller in his hand. When it became the size of a normal cane he crouched and held the cane out for Haru to take.
“Thank you, perhaps I should see if there is anything that you could do for me. Specifically at Okumura industries. I’m sure that I could find a special spot for your good service,” Haru said as she took the cane from the Shadow and twirled it around.
“It would be much appreciated if that were to happen, madam,” the Shadow said, his voice seeping with joy.
Haru stepped forward, having a commanding aura that instantly made Futaba and Sophie stand up straighter.
“Noir, why the heck are you walking towards us as if we’re some Shadow?” Futaba questioned and unconsciously took a step back. She couldn’t help but be
“Do not call me by such a silly alias. My name is Haru Okumura and I am the CEO of Okurmua Foods,” Haru said, with an authoritative and stern tone that went completely against her previous nature.
“What the? N-Haru you don’t need to act like I just kicked your cat or something. Let’s just relax and we can talk this out.”
“Quiet you. I don’t want to hear it from someone like you, who just wastes their time when they could do something far more meaningful. Honestly, you are wasting your time and skills time with such frivolous that it nauseates me. Thankfully I know how we can fix that.”
“Wait, what do you mean Haru!” Futaba started, only to receive the head of the cane, Haru smashed it into her stomach.
Futaba stepped back, and held her stomach, Haru in one quick motion twirled the can and rested the bottom of it on her head. Futaba looked up at her friend and gulped. A wave of fear came over her as she realized just how warped Haru had become.
“That is enough!” Sophie cried. She moved to get between her friends but was stopped by the Shadow. He stood between her, looking at her as if she was a mischievous child.
“Do not interfere, girl. This is business, and I will not let you jeopardize anything that Ms. Okumura wishes to do. Especially when it could lead to me working at Okumura Foods,” the Shadow said.
“You could have already graduated from university or high school and put your tech skills to far greater use if you put your mind to it. Instead, you go around and just waste your time being a hacker when you could benefit society and do some actual meaningful good work.”
“Hey, I’m not looking to get a new job or anything!"
“Funny you think that you have a choice. As the CEO of Okumura Foods, I have to think of what is best for the company, and having you in my company would be nothing short of a godsend, while making sure your talents do not go to waste,” Haru said. She brought the cane up and pressed it into Futaba’s stomach again.
Power emitted from the cane, making Haru smirk as she eagerly watched and waited for her new assistant to come forth. Futaba blinked and shook her head, the whole world spinning to her as she struggled to get her senses under control. Her fingers and toes curled of their own accord. A ringing noise went through her ears as she haphazardly filled and exhaled her lungs.
She was so thrown out of sorts by the unexpected assault on her body, that Futaba never noticed her Phantom Thief attire breaking down as it changed. The black and green fabric softened as the green color expanded. Buttons appeared on the upper half of her attire. The pants legs of her Phantom Thief costume thinned and traveled up her body, making Futaba squirm as if spiders were crawling all over her body. She tried to pull them down so that they wouldn’t
Her pants legs merged just like Haru’s had and formed into a low tight skirt with a cut on the side to expose some of her thighs. They formed into a black latex skirt that hugged her butt.
“Now then let’s style that hair so we can get things moving along,” Haru commented.
Futaba’s hair moved as if someone had grabbed handfuls of her hair. It twisted and tangled itself as if they were in the hands of a professional stylist. Most of her hair formed into a neat and professional-looking bun, while two long bangs went down the side of her head and rested on her abundant chest. A new healthy shine came over it as if it had just come out of a salon.
Futaba forced the staff aside and breathed heavily. It was then that she noticed something was wrong with her attire and gasped when she saw her new clothes.
“Oh good god, I look like a preppy dork!” Futaba cried. She pulled her clothes, flinching at the attire, hating every second of it. The skirt was too tight, and the blouse felt like it was trying to scratch her arms off, with how they dug into her body. She didn’t need a mirror or anything to tell her that she looked like some stuffy office lady.
“You're dressed perfectly fine. If you're going to work at Okumura foods then you need to look the part, and with this, you most certainly do. Now then there is no need to have you come in as an intern, Someone with your talents and skills should be at my side as a secretary. This is only fitting you’re beside me.”
“Haru snap out of it ohh!” Futaba started, only to be on the receiving end of another cane thrust that made her wince and hold her stomach.
Futaba gulped, her senses thrown out of whack as she got older. Her face darkened with a prominent blush as she panted. A great heat came over her that made her sweat as if she was standing in front of a roaring furnace.
Her youthful face matured as she got older and slowly lost the childish appearance of her youth. Futaba's face quickly passed through the awkward teen phase and entered her early 20s. Her lips swelled as well as they got bigger. Any of the awkward puberty on her face rapidly disappeared and was replaced with the sensual maturity of an adult woman, confident in her looks.
Just like Haru, Futaba's body altered as she got older. Her hips widened a little further and her arse refined as it grew. Her skirt squeaked as it got further strained, unable to fully handle the growth of her rear end. The tight fabric and Futaba’s aroused mind made her imagine it was someone playing with her behind, slowly massaging her ballooning curves as they refined. If she had control of her limbs right now she would have been groping her rear as if she was a hungry beast.
Futaba’s chest swelled as it rapidly went past one cup size and entered another. More of her developing cleavage became visible as time passed. The weight of her growing spheres made her gulp and adjust her stance as small pleasurable bursts went through her body. Whenever she managed to get comfortable, she would be forced to immediately adjust because of the weight straining her back muscles. She watched her bust continue to grow in horrified awe. It was like a pair of water balloons being filled were wrapped around her chest and would have pulled her over if she wasn't careful. Her breasts finished growing when they became an enticing F-cup that would make many stop and stare, wishing they could squeeze her new milkers.
Futaba blinked at the sight of her new cleavage and ran her hands down her body in a dazed stupor. She looked over her shoulder and her jaw dropped at the supple rear end she had and the wide fuckable hips that only made her buttocks look larger. Something tapping against her head made her stop and blink, once again seeing Haru grinning at her.
“Good now you look like you are worth keeping around at Okumura Foods,” Haru commented with a proud smirk. Whereas Haru was a beautiful woman with nice curves, Futaba looked like she was built for sex appeal. Everything about her would arouse someone in one regard or another. It was a perfect way to disguise the intelligence that was hidden underneath.
Again Haru activated the cane, this time focusing on the mental aspects. “You will be the perfect sexytary for me since you are smart and competent, but also able to throw off any competition as well. I bet those old bastards would make mistakes because they would lose themselves imagining what it would be like to be with a sexy beauty like you.”
Haru’s words resonated in her mind, making Futaba gasp. Futaba snorted at the thought and then laughed as she imagined those old codgers going crazy over her. As if she would let any of those old schmucks touch her. Though if a handsome guy was interested in her then maybe she would let them cop a feel before she robbed them blind.
More memories filled her head of the two of them meeting in high school, and working together on a project. Haru quickly realized how skilled and useful she was and refused to let her go. She had offered her every opportunity and benefit that she could to ensure that Futaba wouldn’t join the competition.
Pride filled Futaba as she recalled all that she had accomplished working at Okumura. How she helped expand their profit margins and the companies she brought into Okumura's wing. Though she enjoyed how she had destroyed all of the perverted old fossils who thought they knew better and that she was a stupid bimbo, only for them to lose everything because they couldn’t control themselves.
“Ready to get back to work?” Haru questioned.
“Of course Ms. Okumura,” Futaba said with a cheeky grin, she looked at her phone, specifically at their schedules. “It looks like you have some time to kill right now. So we might as well relax and enjoy ourselves. Is there anything that I can help you with?”
“Yes, you see I’m wondering what I should do with this one?” Haru wondered, staring at Sophie. “I know that we have a lot of openings within the company but I’m not sure what would be the best spot for her. She might be able to give you a run for your money with what she is when it comes to tech services.”
“That is a good question,” Futaba muttered. “Having another secretary might be good to have. Someone in your line of work and with a massive company like Okumura would need more intelligent, responsible people who can handle upper management positions without any issues.”
“That is true.”
“If I may make a suggestion ma’am it might be best if you have her in a position where she …under the table,” the Shadow said.
Haru hummed as she thought over his words. Her father had thought to try and go for political connections, but that was a hornet’s nest waiting to happen. She would be a fool to try and ignore the benefits that could be gained from that, but there was no way she was going to do that since it simply outweighed the benefits of doing so. Especially after her father had tried to set her up with a scumbag.
“You might just be on the right track there,” Haru muttered, her smirk became more malicious as her mind weighed the benefits and cons. Besides from what she had heard some companies already did have contacts with members in the Underworld, and having a connection with the Yakuza would be good.
Sophie stepped back and readied herself for a fight. With how things had gone currently, the likelihood of her coming out the victor was minuscule. It would be better if she were to escape for now and regroup with the others. Then they could try to undo whatever the Shadow had done to Haru and Futaba.
Sophie moved to try and get away, but the Shadow had already launched itself from its spot. It stood in its way glaring at her with a vindictive prideful look that did nothing to assuage her worries. She aimed her guns at it and the Shadow moved with expert ease. She threw one of her yoyos at it and managed to nail it in the face. The Shadow stumbled back from the blow, holding its face.
“You’re going to regret that horribly when Ms. Okumura is done with you,” the shadow hissed at her.
“I do not know what you've done, but I intend to make sure that whatever you have done is reversed,” Sophie said. They might not have Futaba to help them understand the situation, but she was sure that they would be able to figure out how to reverse it and restore their original selves.
Something clinked on the ground next to her. She looked down and her eyes widened when she saw a dark gem glow a bright red. A dark wave of red and black energy came from it that blinded and knocked her off her feet. Her senses were thrown out of whack. Red error signs appeared in her vision, her expression morphing into one of panic, dark splotches clouded her vision further, but she forced herself to remain conscious. A faint chuckle caught her attention, but just as quickly as she heard it, it disappeared.
Something touched her head and she snapped toward it. She blinked and groaned as her head throbbed. When her vision settled, Sophie saw Haru smiling at her, pressing the cane lightly against her head.
“W-What are you?” Sophie questioned, gulping as she could feel the cane’s power come over her body.
“While keeping you around as a program would certainly have some benefits, I’m not willing to take such a risk. Sophie, you said that you wanted to be a human right? Well I know the perfect welcoming gift for your new job at Okumura industries,” Haru said, as she activated the cane again.
The red error signs that were in Sophie’s vision rapidly vanished. Something was pounding in her chest and she wasn’t sure what to make of it. Something else was being filled with something, and she wondered what was happening to her. She curled her fingers and felt something. Sophie tried to make them change into their gun forms but they remained normal hands. A coldness came over her, but no error signs or anything came over her. It hit her like a massive truck going as fast as a bullet train what Haru had done to her.
“You…you’re turned me,” Sophie started, but couldn’t finish her sentence.
“I turned you into a human. You’ve longed to understand the human heart, and what better way is there to do so than by becoming a human yourself? Now you can feel and experience the world for yourself instead of just on a phone,” Haru said. “Though you might not have the same technological capabilities. I’m sure that you will be able to make up for it in other regards.”
“Yeah, I’m sure she can, just leave all of the computer stuff and planning to me Ms. Okumura. I’ll be more than enough to get everything we could need,” Futaba smirked.
“Futaba, with how long you have known me, feel free to just call me Haru. As my secretary and due to our past, you have more than earned the right to just call me that.”
A well of emotions came over Sophie as her mouth opened and closed. It was true that she wanted to understand humanity, but this wasn’t at all how she wanted to do it. If she had to change herself to do so then it wasn’t worth it.
Another shock came over Sophie as the red hearts that acted as her ponytail merged and lost their metallic shine. The hearts converted into beautiful bright red hair and formed a long red ponytail that went down her back. It brushed against her back and continued a little down. The unfamiliar weight tugged on her head and made her wince.
Sophie gently grabbed her new hair and flinched at how soft it was. Even here in the Metaverse, she had never been able to feel anything at all, aside from pain, and that was due to the unusual nature of this world. Now though, she could feel every soft strand of hair, the wind brushing against her skin, and the hard concrete ground. If she was in less dire circumstances, she would have been inclined to rub it against her face as if it was a large blanket. Her hair was so nice and soft that she wondered if there was stuff even softer than this.
She looked down at her clothes and ran her hands over her coat, marveling at how much rougher it was. The fabric wasn’t as accommodating, but it was nice and stronger. She felt her pants and they were a little tighter but were just as durable if not more so than her. It was impossible for Sophie to stop feeling everything, or how her now human body felt from everything. It was almost too much for her to fully take in as questions kept piling up in her head.
“I see just how marveled you are by this. As good as it is, you will be working for my corporation after all and we will need to change a few things,” Haru said. “Now then let’s get you some new clothes. Something far more fitting for an office worker, even if you might not be in the office much, you have to look presentable after all.”
Sophie never noticed Haru activate the powers of the staff again, still far too focused on exploring her body. Only when the wave of her power came over her again did she finally notice that Haru was changing her again.
Her white one-piece outfit’s large sleeves got smaller, and the dress section refined as it became a neat blouse. The tight black shorts and black rubber boots she wore morphed as well. Her black boots altered, with the upper portions becoming pantyhose and the lower half of her shoes becoming shiny high heels. Sophie's shorts legs merged and formed into a tight skirt that hugged her lower body.
All that her changing clothes earned from Sophie was a slight shudder as the fabric moved and tightened against her skin. Sophie was still far too focused on how her fingers felt, the stone floor underneath her, and how her hair brushed against her body.
It wasn’t until she saw her dress split down the middle and exposed some of her supple cleavage. At once all of the sexual stimulation hit her mind like a semi-truck going as fast as it could. Her mind buckled and blanked. The lack of any sexual experience was the same as having a mind-breaking orgasm right after another. Her new panties wetted as they dug into her body, and her cheeks, making her pants cling tighter to her.
“There we go, now we can continue. If you’re handling my dirty work, you need to get into the right mindset. You are a little too naive to handle that line of work, but thankfully we can fix that without any problems,” Futaba said.
Haru smirked as she activated the cane for one final shift, earning another moan from Sophie as her mind shifted. Her head throbbed as if someone was running their fingers over her brain. She winced and struggled to control herself as her body spasmed again. Various illegal activities came rushing forward that made her smile before she wiped them away, wondering why she found it entertaining. Her past was gradually replaced with one where she had acted as an intermediary for people until she was offered a spot at Okumura. Her mind imagined various ways that the Okumura corporation could grow. An evil smirk appeared as she imagined how she could help the company grow overseas.
“There we go and with all of you ready for the business world, I think that your time here is over,” the Shadow said. “Busy women such as yourselves must not let your time be wasted after all.”
The world shuddered as they were sent out of the Metaverse. Haru, Futaba, and Sophie shook their heads as they reoriented themselves, their memories adjusting to their altered forms and new pasts.
“What are we doing here?” Futaba questioned. She pulled out her phone and looked at their schedule.
“I don't know, but we need to head back to the office,” Haru said. “There isn't any way we’re going to get any work done out here.”
“As you say, Ms. Okumura,” Sophie said.
The three of them made their way back to Okumura industries. None of them knew how or why they were out here, but that hardly mattered. What mattered was getting back to work in one piece.
Epilogue
“I’m glad we could come to an understanding Ms. Niijima,” Sophie said as she shook her hands with Makoto Niijima, the head of one of the largest Yakuza groups in the city, and arguably the smartest one of the bunch as well.
“It is no problem. As a fan of Big Bang Burger I want to ensure that one of my favorite food franchises succeeds, don't I?” Makoto smirked. She poured two small shot glasses of alcohol and pushed one of them to Sophie. “Now then, a toast to celebrate our new partnership?”
Sophie and Makoto downed the shots in a single go and then went their separate ways. Sophie watched Makoto leave, admiring how the tight dress pants looked like they were about to burst off her body. For a moment, she wondered how Makoto would react if they ripped or if she took a smack of that ghetto booty but stopped. Maybe next time when there was a little more preparation she would make it happen. She pulled out her phone and sent a quick message to Haru, letting her know of her success.
In her office, Haru smiled when saw Sophie's message and placed her phone down. Futaba entered the room with a large stack of papers and placed them down on the table.
“Here are the reports that you wanted Haru,” Futaba said as she placed them down at the table.
“Thank you Futaba, did your meetings with the Head of Arakawa Shipping go well?” Haru questioned with a knowing smirk.
“You know it! Once he saw a little cleavage, he was out of it!” Futaba cackled. “Shall I get the wine?”
“Please do,” Haru said as she looked over the newest reports that she had gotten. She smiled as everything seemed to be going just as she had hoped. Okumura would continue to rise with time, and the damage to her company's reputation would be restored to ensure that people would continue to support the company. She could already see the growth for this earnings call and couldn't be prouder of herself.
