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New School, New You (Asuna Yuuki TG)
🕑 Added 2021-07-28 22:01:00 +0000 UTCYuuto Kiba sighed as he walked down the street, his nerves jumpy because of an interview he will have shortly. It was strange with all the battles that he had flights, being so far out of depth and more this was making him more nervous than he had been. The young man breathed out as headed to his destination, reminding himself that unlike all of those fights that he had been in, this one couldn’t result in serious injuries or death and why this interview was so important.
He had heard about a prestigious fencing school that was nearby and was sure that he would be able to get training there. He was sure that Rias’s brother could have set him up with a trainer, but he didn’t want to impose on them and didn’t want to leave his friends. If something were to happen while he was away then he would never be able to forgive himself, so this was his best chance to get stronger, while also staying close to his loved ones.
The reason why he wanted to go was that it was a way that he could improve his strength. His standard swordsmanship had gotten him far, but it wouldn’t be enough in the days to come. It would help if he had another style that he could fall back on, or at least use it to enhance his fighting abilities and combine them with his skills. If he could somehow incorporate the techniques into his own, then he could easily improve the speed of his thrusts and through other means he was sure. He wouldn’t be like Xenovia in terms of raw power so he might as well continue to play to his strengths.
If he was going to get stronger then he was going to need every edge that he could get. Learning new ways of how to fight would certainly help him. He couldn’t afford to fall behind his friends in their training and how strong they were getting. Not to mention because of how insane their lives had become with all the high-class beings and events it was needed.
He had waited for a while, calling them to see if they were still deciding, but soon he had managed to hear back from them from a letter in the mail. The young man was a little nervous about what the results might be. Much to his and the other’s glee they saw that it was a letter of acceptance. He would have to make an appointment for an in-person interview to see if he was a great fit, but even so, he was sure that he would be able to get in.
He stood outside of the school and imagined what it would be like inside training, who he might meet. He wondered if he would make any more friends here. As much as he loved his main group of friends, it would be nice if he had friends that were more in line with his interests in swords and it never hurt to have more of them
The young man stepped inside the building, eager to get the appointment over with so he could finally relax and enjoy his day. As he expected the inside of the school was clean of any imperfection. An older woman was sitting, at the front desk, diligently typing away on her computer. She looked up at the sound of the door opening and saw him. She put on a practiced charming smile that would have made some men swoon.
“Hello, can I help you, young man?” She questioned.
“Hi I have an appointment, Kiba Yuuto,” the blonde said, hoping that he wouldn’t have any issues.
“Ahh yes, I saw your name on the list. One moment. Ms. Himiko your next appointment is here,” the receptionist said. “Just give her a moment sir and then she’ll be right out.”
“Thank you,” Kiba said. He went over to one of the nearby empty seats and sat down.
The blonde boy breathed in and out, hoping that he didn’t have to wait too long. He wasn’t sure how he would feel if he had to wait here. Images of what the interview might be like went through his head and he gulped. The blonde ran his answers through his head again, trying to keep the answers that he had in mind straight. It was odd how one little interview was enough to get him this riled up when he was on the edge of it.
Footsteps caught his attention and he looked to see who they were and saw that it was an older woman in her early 30’s with short honey-colored hair that was styled in a bob. She had bright emerald green eyes. She wore a tight white fencing top that conformed to her form and did little to hide her decently sized bust and somewhat curvaceous figure, especially with the matching white pants that she had on as well. She didn’t have a body that compared to his King, or the group’s Queen, and was more comparable to Tsubaki Shinra’s, but that did nothing to detract from her beauty. She blinked a the sight of him as if she wasn’t quite sure of what she was seeing.
“You are Kiba Yuuto correct?” the woman asked.
“Yes I am, I’m your next appointment,” Kiba said with confidence.
The instructor held back a sigh. The kid hadn’t found the section that said it was a girl’s school. Still, she could at least see if he had any talent. At the very least she might be able to recommend him somewhere else or something, especially if he was just some kid looking to get into it. Her school only accepted the best girls, and just because they came from a place like Kuoh doesn’t mean that they would be fit for it. Not to mention that she wasn’t sure if she wanted a Devil around her more so for all the animosity from the other races and the fact they’re a magnet for trouble. Then again that could be said for all of the city at this point so it would be rude if she didn’t at least hear the kid out and if he was that good.
“Ok then. Please follow me,” Himiko said.
The two wandered through the halls, and the young man looked through the windows and could see people sparing against each other. They were easy to stell that they were refining their steps from how slow they were going. She stepped inside a room and Kiba followed her, the moment he entered the room, he stopped and blinked. It wasn’t an office like he had expected it would be. Instead, they had entered what seemed to be a training room for people to spar. It was large flat ground and looked more like a gym room, with large mirrors lining some of the walls. There were fencing swords on the wall by the door and noticed that there was one that stood out amongst the rest with how ornate it was.
“This seems a little strange to have an interview,” Kiba commented. He had thought it would be handled in a place that looked more like an office rather than a training room.
“Well, this is only the first part of the interview,” Himiko chuckled. “There’s going to be a second part of it right after where we test your skills, so might as well just host it here.”
Kiba couldn’t help but chuckle in return. The second part sounded right up his alley and he was a little eager for that one. The moment that part happened he was sure that he would be able to impress her.
“Now then let’s start with the basics and tell me about yourself,” Himiko said.
The interview was short and with practiced ease, he was able to answer all of her questions. The questions were simple ones like information about himself why he wanted to come, nothing groundbreaking or strange. However, despite how long he was with her, he couldn’t quite get a read on her with how her face was. She always had the same gentle smile that she had on her face ever since he had first seen her. Unlike Akeno there wasn’t anything playful about it that hid anything from him. It was almost like an open book with how inviting it was, but even so, he knew that there was something it was hiding, he just wasn’t sure what it was. Still, he was a little excited for the second part of the interview rather than the first.
“Alright, then that will conclude the first part of the interview. If you don’t mind then would you be willing to show off your skills,” she smirked teasingly. “Talking about your skills is one thing, but seeing them in action is far more important.”
The instructor watched and could only marvel at how he swung his sword. She could tell immediately that he was skilled in how to use his sword. The way he swung it was filled with such grace, even if it wasn’t a proper fencing sword. This kid was someone who had been trained in how to use the sword for years, if not their entire life. Every move wasn’t wasted and held with such grace that it was almost more like a dance than a fight. It was wondrous seeing someone perform with such skill, even if it wasn’t with a rapier.
The more she watched him move and fight, the more she knew for certain that she had to recruit him. This might be an all-girls school, but that didn’t mean there were ways around it. She had the perfect method to ensure that he stayed, and there was no way that she was going to let a child with such potential fall to the wayside. It would be nothing short of a tragedy to not nurture this child’s capabilities. Besides, it wasn't as if her new student would remember and have anything to be angry about.
“Alright, then, that’s good, I can tell that you have a lot of practice fighting with a sword,” Himiko remarked.
Kiba wondered what was going to happen next. He could tell that he had impressed her with his skills. It seemed everything was going well and he was happy about that. If things continued like this then he was sure that he would be able to get in.
“Normally this wouldn’t be part of the interview, but seeing what you can do got me curious,” Himiko said with a smirk. “Would you be willing to have a match with me? The first one to hit the other wins. You can use a fencing sword if you want, or if you would prefer a different type we have a more standard longsword and broadsword in another room.”
“I would be fine with a fencing sword,” Kiba chuckled, taking it as another good sign that it was. If she wanted to fight him then that meant that she truly saw his potential and skill, which he was grateful for. He could understand that sometimes when he had faced another swordsman he couldn’t help but want to fight them and test his skills.
“Just wait here for a moment,” Himiko said. She left the room and the young man stood there, waiting for a few minutes until she came back holding the same sort of fencing attire that she had for him, though one that was more appropriate for his size.
“Please put this on, just some protective gear for your safety. The last thing we want is for an injury to happen. I’ll be outside just poke your head out when you finished doing so,” Himiko said.
Kiba nodded his head as she shut the door, and immediately began to put on the clothes that she had given him. While normal weapons probably wouldn’t be able to do too much, and Asia could easily heal anything that happened to him, it never hurt to take precautions ahead of time. The young man put on the attire without any hesitation. It was different from all of the clothes that he had seen in the kendo club, but it wasn’t anything bad. It was just weird. He wasn't used to wearing clothing like this.
He had slipped on the pants and they were tight around his waist, but for the fact that it was for a meeting and all, it probably wasn’t an issue. When he was accepted they would no doubt give him better-fitting pants.
No doubt the padding to make sure that the chance of injury was reduced. It was a little tight, but he had worse clothes, especially before Kuoh had become an all girl’s school. That was something that he was going to make sure Issei never learned about and was glad the girls had kept that secret. He moved around a little to get used to the weight of the protective clothing, it wasn't noticeable, but with his abilities, it was hardly an issue, just awkward to move in.
“I’m ready,” Kiba answered, and Himiko stepped back inside.
“Now then,” Himiko said with a gentle eager smile.”You can put on a good show, but it never hurts to fight and deal with it when you’re under pressure.”
Kiba watched her grab a sword that had been resting on the wall, excitement filling him at the thought. The way that she held the sword in her hands as if it was an important piece to her, told him that it had significant value to her. The way she moved showed grace and familiarity that told him that it was her favored sword. Even if that was her best sword and in her style, he was sure that he would be able to best her after everything that he had been through.
She tightened her grip on her sword, and moved her thumb over the pommel of her blade, rubbing against a bright orange gem. The gem seemed to glow against her finger as if she was polishing it. She grinned, eager to start the match.
Kiba raised the sword he had been given and kept his body lax to act with his previous lesson. This sword was a little different from what he was used to, but he came here to learn and was sure that with his current skills he would be able to put up a decent fight.
The two stared at each other, waiting to see who would make the first move. He was sure that he would be able to handle her and whatever he pulled out, but it never hurt to let an opponent take the lead and show what they can do. That way he could get a better feel on her abilities and how to counter them.
Suddenly she moved, and before he could react, Kiba felt something prodding his chest, making him stop. He looked down and saw the fencing blade was poking his chest, her sword. He couldn’t quite process it, he knew that he shouldn’t have underestimated her, and yet he didn’t expect to see something like this. He knew that she was just a normal human and yet she was able to hit him with such ease. It had happened before, but they always had some inkling with the supernatural, whether it be presence, power, or something else. He didn’t feel anything like that from her and knew that she was just an ordinary human.
The young woman’s smile grew as she could feel the power come into effect, and the boy shudder as if he had just had ice cubes go down his shirt. Soon her new student would be ready to take her first lesson and as a teacher, she had to help look after her girls. The only question was where to begin. Thankfully because of this power she didn’t have to worry about him noticing and freaking out. Which would be bad, considering what he was.
“It looks like someone got a little arrogant, would you like to go and do another round?” Himiko said with the same gentle smile that she had.
“I would love to,” Kiba said. This time he wouldn’t be careless and intended to make her work.
Unknown to the young man, his blonde hair started to change. Small orange locks started to enter his golden hair and grew brighter. It quickly caused the rest of the hair around it to change into the same color. The color continued to spread until he had bright orange hair that would have caught everyone’s eye. The moment it was done changing color it started to grow longer and billow down his back. The young man shivered as his hair tickled his body as it did. The soft hair making him feel as if someone was just genty gliding their hand over his hair as if they were testing him. He shuddered and tried to keep the strangeness of it down, but it would keep coming to the forefront of his mind. His hair finished growing it when reached his butt and touched the edge of it.
“It seems like you’ll need to do better,” Himiko remarked as she admired the boy’s new long hair.
“I plan to,” Kiba said as he raised his sword again.
Once more another stare down happened, and he prepared himself, trying to keep himself ready to block an attack. He was sure that she was a master fencer that had dedicated herself to her craft, just like he had with the sword. Again she moved, and this time he was able to somewhat see her. The young man moved to force her blade away, but again he was too slow and took another blow.
Kiba’s eyes forced themself shut as the next change came into effect as Himiko chuckled. They burned as if he had gotten soap in them. When he opened them he blinked, and unknown to the young man his peepers were now a different color. The young man’s blue eyes morphed into a bright hazel that complemented the new hair that he had. That momentary distraction was enough time for Himiko to unleash another small soft to the side of his throat.
The handsome young man’s face morphed as the next change came into effect. His face softened as it became more feminine. His nose got smaller and crunched in on itself, his nostrils changing to match and becoming a cute feminine nose. His lips got larger as if they were being filled with some foreign matter. His cheeks rounded out as his chin softened, becoming more of a heart-shaped appearance. When his face finished changing get out of a beautiful young woman who was just entering her adult years.
“Let me give you some small advice. Your stance would be good or a normal sword, but for fencing, you’re going to want to be more mindful of your stance. Even though you need to keep that in mind, fencing requires a little more focus there due to how the blade is itself. You won’t have the power and can move a little faster, so you’ll to keep in mind,” Himiko instructed. She tapped his legs with the flat of the sword. “Normally you would have to work on your legs a little bit, but you already have great legs.”
Kiba blinked at the comment as the young man’s legs morphed as the next power came into effect. His lower legs and feet quickly changed into athletic petite feet that would have looked off on his boyish body before the changes came in. His thighs seemingly rippled as they started to swell. The pants that he wore tightened around his thighs, which started to blow up and get larger, swelling like balloons and straining the pants. When the change ceased, he had long curvy legs with ripe thighs that could never belong to a man, no matter how it looked under normal means.
“Oh well thank you,” Kiba said, looking down at his legs. For a moment he was certain that they looked different from what they looked like now. They had helped when he was attending Kuoh before it became a girl’s school. Still, he didn’t like having too much attention brought to them or his face. He still remembers the shock Issei had after Akeno had shown him off in some girl’s clothing. It was strange to hear that his perverted Peerage member had admired those about him before it was revealed he was a boy.
“I noticed that you’re taking great long strides,” the instructor said, happy with how her new disciple was coming along. “That’s good, and needed for fencing.”
There were still places that needed improvement, but now the foundation had been set. All that was needed to do was continue building off of it and then her new student would be perfect. She couldn’t wait for it to be over and all the influence that she would have.
“Keep your back straight when you attack, you want to keep your eyes on your foe at all times. And suck in that gut!” Himiko instructed as she lightly tapped his stomach with the flat of her blade.
Kiba’s waist started to change and as it did his stomach as well. As his waist curved inward, the visible abs that he had diminished as well. At first glance, it looked as if all the hard work that he had put into his body’s muscles was getting smaller and being replaced with flab. In truth, it was far from that. The muscle that he had gained from years of training and working out was still there, it was just slimming down as if it was being refined. Soon it had become an athletic waspish waist that contradicted all of the remaining masculinity that she had left.
“Now then shall we have another round?” Himiko asked, getting a determined nod from Kiba.
After a moment the two of them started their fight with each other again. This time the two were truly able to exchange blows now that Kiba had stepped his game up now that he was sure of her abilities. If anyone were to step in, one would think that they were watching a clash between masters. The two quickly dodged, parried, and returned the other’s assault. Kiba’s attacks were stronger and filled with more variety as if he was using a longsword instead of a rapier. Himiko was relaxed in her attacks, s if she was feeling out what she should do before she fully committed.
A moment came and Himiko quickly took advantage of it when the attack of it. She stepped forward, avoiding Asuna’s thrusts as she brought her’s forward hitting her again in the stomach. The moment the blow hit, the fight concluded and they both immediately relaxed.
“There we go,” Himiko said in victory.
Kiba winced as a sudden pain erupted in his lower body as if he had been stabbed there rather than in the gut. He winced and moaned as his stuff erected down there, making him wince more. His penis entered his body and a new pair of lips formed that made him gag as if he just had something particularly foul. His balls quickly followed his example and entered his body as well, riling the new woman’s body up further than she had ever been before.
The young man’s mind fogged from pleasure and glee as her original identity morphed. Memories changed as her life became that of girls a. Her relationships altered as well to compensate. No longer was she the second male member for years before Issei joined, but now she was and had always been one of the girls and joined them in a variety of things. The thought of Issei and their relationship bloomed and became stronger. The admiration that she had for him blossomed and her face warmed at the thought of his smile.
“Are you alright Asuna? I didn’t hit you too hard did I?” Himiko questioned.
“I’m ok,” Kiba squeaked as his voice cracked and rose in pitch, as her adam’s apple disappeared until it was gone. She shook her head and forced herself to focus on what was happening now rather than Issei. She didn’t want to lose now and needed to save those ideas for later.
“Good to hear. If you rolled your hips a little more then you might have been able to avoid that,” Himiko said, as she tapped the changing boy’s body again.
The young woman’s hips started to get wider, adding more curves to her body that weren’t there before. The grew wider, further straining her pants and making her new supple feminine legs all the more clear. Asuna moaned lightly as she bit her lips, partially enjoying the tightness of her new pants. The curve of her legs became more clear and also made the curve of her waist all the clearer as well. By the time that they finished changing, she had wide hips that would have attracted many, even if she didn’t have a pert round bum to compliment them.
Asuna frowned as she looked down at her hips. A sense of comfort came from them It was one of the few points that allowed her to rival the other girls in the peerage. Without them, she would have been as interesting as a piece of wood to Issei. Then again he didn’t mind Akeno’s small body so maybe he would have found her more interesting.
Himiko walked around her opponent, taking in her form and admiring the progress and how far she had come, and frowned at the sight of Asuna’s flat rear. It just didn’t fit with how the rest of her body looked. Well if there was ever any question about what she should change next it was gone. The headmistress couldn’t resist and giggled naughtily as she slapped her on the rear, earning a squeal from her new protegee. Himiko watched with eager anticipation for the next part as the young woman rubbed her rear with a dark blush.
The new orange-haired girl's ass started to tighten and grow larger. It pushed out the pants that she wore and aroused her further. An erotic moan left her mouth and she bit down on her lips, but small little erratic gasps and moans came out. She rubbed her butt and her engorged rear made her feel so alive right now. It finished growing when it became a delectable perfect ass in that would have been the price in many young men and women’s eyes who would want to cop a feel of its perfection and more.
“Ms. Himiko please don’t do that,” the former boy said with a dark blush. If it was Issei then she certainly wouldn't have minded if he wanted to do that or squeeze it. It was hard to acknowledge the fact that Koneko of all people was larger than her in the boob department. It didn't help that she was surrounded by so many girls with large breasts like Rias and Akeno. How was she supposed to vie for his attention when she didn’t have anything up there. So the only way she could was with her butt and letting him get a feel for it.
“Sorry, but I couldn't help myself Asuna, you’re simply too cute to tease and mess with,” Himiko giggled, again making her student’s blush grow and look all the more adorable. She returned to her serious expression and raised her blade once more. “Now then one more match and with this one, I’ll be sure of my decision.”
The young woman blinked at the name she had been called. For some reason, it was just off as if it was a different name entirely. She was sure that her name began with a K or a Y, but for some reason, it just wasn’t quite fitting. Suddenly the last sentence spoke went through her head like a siren and her heart skipped a beat as worry went through her.
Asuna gulped as she gripped her sword tighter and her heart pounded in her chest. She didn’t want to mess up right now. Not when she really wanted to go here. Issei and the others believed that she could make it in here and there was no she was going to lose now. Not when they believe that she had what it took to get in here. She would return to them with the good news that she had earned her place to get in here, and then steal a kiss from Issei as a reward for her hard work.
“Begin,” Himiko said, and again Asuna immediately went on the offensive, hoping to impress Himiko.
In this match Asuna knew that she had to impress her and give it everything that she had, hoping that her attack would be enough. Her assault didn’t last very long and she was forced to go back on the defensive. It was like the moment that she blocked one attack another two would come at her, and she would have to choose between dodging one while blocking the other. The exchange was fiercer than the last one. Himiko smirked as her enjoyment grew, while Asuna’s frustrations with the match grew. She was only barely managing to keep her attack at bay and knew that she was biding her time, waiting for a moment that she would be able to counterattack.
Asuna pulled back and her eyes widened, knowing that she had stepped further back them she should have. Himiko moved, and Asuna closed her eyes bracing herself for the hit to come. She thrusted at Asuna’s chest, hitting both flat pecs with expert speed and precision. The young woman fell to her rump and groaned, more so at her loss than the pain that had come from her hitting her chest and landing on her pert derrière.
“You win again,” Asuna groaned as her chest felt off as her nipples grew underneath her top. They rubbed against her top and she gulped as she did. Her toes curled and her breathing got harder as they did. It was getting a little harder to focus on what had happened. She gripped her sword tighter, trying to keep her mind straight until they finished becoming larger nipples that stood out like erasers on her body.
Another surge went through her body as her pecs started to push out and lose the tightness that they had. The roundness of her developing pecs became more prominent as they grew larger. Now it would be more accurate to say that the new young man had gained a pair of breasts that were continuing to keep increasing. The young woman’s chest finished growing when it became a decently sized C-cup that would fit perfectly in the palm of someone’s hand like a perfectly ripe orange.
Himiko nodded in approval at their size. While larger breasts would certainly add to her appeal, her chest shouldn’t be too big, or else they might interfere with her new fighting style. Besides having a massive pair of boobs, even for a devil was be overrated. Smaller chests like this were far more unique in that regard.
Asuna hummed as she rubbed her breasts, a smile gracing her face as her mind wandered over to Issei. The feelings that she had for her fellow peerage member assaulted her mind again. Her face darkened and her heart blossomed as she remembered how he had saved her and helped her with her past and the Excaliburs. That was when she truly began to fall for him and see him as more than just a pervert.
“Alright, that is enough,” Himiko said as she put her sword down. “Sorry that I had to get a little rougher with you, but you forced my hand on that one.”
She grabbed Asuna’s hand and helped the young girl stand up. The orange-haired girl smiled. “I understand and thanks. I wouldn’t want anything less.”
“Heh, that’s a good attitude to have for any swordsman. After the little interview and these spars, I can say with 100 percent certainty that would make a great fit. Welcome to my academy,” Himiko smiled.
“Thank you for accepting me, I promise I’ll make sure that you won’t regret it,” Asuna promised.
“I’m sure that you won’t, and thank you for becoming my new precious student,” Himiko said, having to fight the giggle that wanted to come out. She was truly grateful to have such a wonderful student at her school now. She was sure that they would be able to win Regionals if not the whole country by the time that it was over. “We’ll be starting next week. For now, just enjoy yourself, have some fun, tell your friends, whatever you want. I’ll email the schedule later today.”
Who knows perhaps one of her contacts or friends needed a fencing instructor and then her reputation to have someone in that world vouch for her school’s capabilities. She wasn’t going to turn students that wanted to learn after all. She could make some adjustments to handle them and make them far more willing to listen to her.
Asuna smiled and went to the bathroom to change back into her casual clothes. After changing back into them, Asuna left the building feeling ready for anything that might happen. She was sure that with her new instructor she would be able to get much stronger from what she had seen. Then she would be able to be much more helpful to Issei and the others.
The thought of her boyfriend made a warm smile come to her face as she imagined the two of them together going on a date at some nice restaurant. It would be nice to get some alone time with him. After all the dates that the others have had she deserved some time alone with him. It was only fair after all the turns that they got that she would get another one, especially after a celebration like this. There was a nice clothing store not too far that she could go to on the way back to the club room that she could go to. Perhaps she could get some nice seductive clothing to wear that would knock Issei dead, or get some sweets to share with him. There were so many ideas and possibilities that she wasn’t sure what to do.
When she was finished getting dressed, Asuna left the school and Himiko smiled as she watched her newest student leave, excited about future classes. She could already tell that training her was going to be a blast the more she did. From the look on her face, it was clear that she had someone special now. Besides, it would be nice to hear a little gossip about what is going on in her precious students’ love lives. Perhaps she could help teach her a few things that would help Asuna’s man go crazy for her.
