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[Draft] Evil Gacha Answers (Okita Souji TG)
🕑 Added 2022-08-03 22:01:02 +0000 UTCTom sighed as he stared at the Fate Grand Order summoning, fearful of pressing it at the moment. He wasn’t sure if it was the right time to do so. He wanted to say that it was but there was a pit of doubt that made him hold back. They were holding one of their anniversary events and were offering a guaranteed five-star paid servant.
Right now he stared at the game wondering if this was the right time to press it. His finger hovered over the button, but his thumb stopped before it touched the screen. Whenever he felt like he had gotten the nerve to do it it would keep vanishing as if it had been sucked out of him, leaving him in the position that he had been mentally before.
He was over at his friend's house, intending to spend the day with him. He had hoped that being at his friend's home would have given him the strength that he needed to do what he wanted to, especially if his friends urged him to press the button and start. Sadly though most of the friends that were supposed to be here for the day would.
There were going to be more here, but the rest of their friends couldn’t come for one reason or another. Not that it was a problem, he knew that the two of them would be able to have as much fun as they normally would, but it was a little disappointing. He would have loved to have everyone here, watch some silly videos and roast them, or anything else that they could come up with. Now that it was just the two of them it had somewhat lost the drive that it did previously.
He heard the door open and saw his friend step out of the bathroom. His friend opened his mouth to say something but stopped.
“Still holding off?” His friend Ryan questioned.
“I’m just not feeling that this is the time to do it,” Tom replied.
He couldn’t recall the number of times that he had stared at the banner, wondering if this was the right time to press it and find out if this would be the moment that would give him the character he wanted. The main servant that he wanted it to get was Okita Souji. Both because she was a good quick servant with a strong noble phantasm and because she was a premier number one waifu for him. He had tried numerous times to get her only to be spooked by a Servant that he didn’t have any interest in and didn’t need. He had gotten Altera to NP 4, and honestly, he would have preferred never getting her again. He wanted to expand the number of events that he had.
“Look, just roll the dice and pray that you get her; she'll either come or she won’t,” Ryan sighed.
Tom looked at the time, knowing that his friend had a point there. It wasn’t as if he could hold this off forever or last minute. There was a time limit on how long the event lasted and if he didn’t take advantage of it at one point then he would miss out on something that could help him go a long way even if it wasn’t the one he wanted.
“Ok sooner I get this out of the way the sooner I’ll either be happy or help deal with my disappointment,” Tom sighed.
With a heavy heart, Tom pressed on the Tenn roll summoning. Now all he could do was hope that his luck was good and that the gods had heard his prayers. The game blacked out and the young man feared that it would crash for a moment. He let out a breath as the summoning array appeared and spread out.
He held his breath as he watched the rainbow pattern form as a golden circle formed underneath. Tom wondered if he was getting his five star servant already. He could never quite get it right which one was which. Well no matter what it was too late to back out now. He had to commit to it no matter the results.
The moment the screen flashed he braced himself for disappointment and saw that he had gotten a Saber Class Servant. His heart clenched and his toes curled. He didn’t know if this would be the one that he was hoping for, but if it was then he hoped that it was the one he wanted.
“Damn it, what a tease,” Tom remarked as he struggled not to throw his phone away.
Again another golden flash appeared on the screen and Tom held his breath as he watched it spin around. The young man clenched his hands into fists when he saw that it was another saber servant. He gripped his phone tighter and tried to keep calm but the anticipation and fear swelled as he prayed for salvation. That this would be the one that would finally give him his long desired bae of saber. The card art starts to dissolve and reveal who it was.
To his dismay he saw that it was the four star Servent Rama that he had gotten. Tom almost wanted to throw his phone at the wall for faking him out like that. It had gotten his hopes up and everything only to dash them.
“Hey Rama is pretty good,” Ryan said. “He is a pretty decent 4 star Buster, and that just means that the five star that you want hasn’t shown up yet.”
“But he's not bae,” Tom refuted.
Ryan sighed, but couldn't deny that he was wrong about that. He would have preferred if he had gotten one of the girls that he loved oor the stronger ones. He looked back at the screen and watched as it formed a singular blue energy line and kew that his pal was about to get a craft essence.
“Hey another Kaleidoscope is good,” Ryan said.
“Yeah that would let me max out the copy I have at least,” Tom sighed. It was nothing in his favor but it still eased his heart that he was at least getting something out of us. Even so it did nothing to ease his fears that he wouldn't get the one he wanted.
Tom wanted to turn away and wait until it was over so that he could see it in its entirety but he couldn’t bring himself to. A part of them was worried that if he did it wouldn’t let him have her out of spite.
He watched through the servants that came, uncaring. Most of them would win up being EXP fodder for other servants or for Mana Prisms. Both of which had their uses, he just had to find out which one he wanted more.
Tom held his breath. He had lost count of how many had come, and now could only breathe and hope that this would be the one. The only thing he could do was pray that this would be the one. Maybe try the story banner and see if he could get her that way. Even if the rate up was a lie.
“Listen up you,” Ryan started, glaring at the phone.
“It doesn’ work like that,” Tom stated. “And please don’t threaten my phone. I need that for work.”
“Its the principal of the matter,” Ryan laughed. “Besides, if it has any sense then it will know that it should do what I say.”
Another Servent was summoned, this time a silver Saber Servent card, but before Tom could speak, there was a rainbow spark from the screen. Another spark came from the screen and Tom’s breath stilled, his fingers gripped the phone tighter. His toes curled and he could hear his heart pound in his ear. A rainbow flash came over the screen that broke the suspense that Tom had for a moment. He didn’t remember the animation being like that.
A golden saber card. Tom didn’t want to believe that this was the one that would give him what he wanted, worried that the hope would be ruthless dashed with a spook.
The golden back of the card dissolved, and to Tom’s immense satisfaction and relief he saw that it was his favorite servant looking at him with the same cheerful smile that enraptured his heart and soul.
“Oh yeah!” Tom cried gleefully. He didn’t care what else he got. As far as he was concerned he had gotten the servant that he wanted. Everything else that he got would be gravy on top of it all.
“Alright looks like that this was the right time to do it, and seems like your phone does to,” Ryan smirked. “Now then shall we continue to have our fun before the night is over?”
“Of course! Now that it's out of the way I feel like I can relax,” Tom replied as he lowered his phone, no longer bothering to look at it until it was over. With how gleeful he was, he could get nothing but scraps and he would have been more than pleased.
“Alright then now we have videos to watch and games to enjoy, let’s get to it,” Ryan ordered happily with bright green eyes.
Tom blinked, thrown off by the sudden eye color that his friend had. He didn’t remember Ryan’s eyes ever having that color. Granted, he didn’t pay too much attention to his eyes, but he was sure that they had been a brown or some other dark color. He shrugged. It might just be the sudden stress of the situation or something that was getting the better of him. He had been really worried that he wouldn’t have been able to get her this time. He wasn’t sure what he would have done if he couldn’t have.
“Yeah we have some stuff that we need to play so might as well do them now,” Tom sighed.
“Where did all of that vigor you just had go? Thought you would be bouncing with joy for the rest of the night. You finally got that waifu that you have been pining at for a while. Now you just need to get the swimsuit version then you would be able to complete the set,” Ryan smiled jokingly.
Tom sighed, his glee and worry momentarily getting replaced with anger at the reminder of that failure as well. It brought a tear to his eye as he recalled how many Quartz he had lost trying to get her bikini-clad body. Even if he had gotten some Servants from it, he wasn’t happy about it, since it wasn’t the waifu that he wanted the most from that lot. What made it worse that she was a 4 Star fervent so the chances of getting her should have been a little higher.
Ryan went about getting their game ready. He started the game and zipped through as he looked for the last game that they had played together, he hummed a happy tune as he searched through them.
As Ryan set thing up, Tom looked at his friend again, wondering if it had just been a trick of his mind that made him think that he had seen things. He examined Ryan’s body, looking for the slightest thing that might have been off about it. At first glance everything seemed fine and he threw it up to him just being worried about nothing as his mind went wild. His mind stalled when he noticed that there was something different about his friend.
The hair that had been his friend’s arm was gone as if it was never there to begin with. It looked so smooth, so clean as if he had done everything that he could to make sure that it would be as nice as possible.
“Hey did you shave or something recently?” Tom asked, wondering if that was true. He would like to think that he was a little more observant then that, but with what had grabbed his attention today he couldn’t but wonder if he was being dumb toda or not.
“I haven't shave recently,” Ryan answered. “My beard’s always been a bit slow on the growing side of things.”
“No, no, I meant,” Tom sighed. “Did you shave your body?”
“Why would I shave my body hair?” Ryan questioned.
“I don’t know that’s why I’m asking?” Tom questioned.
“...No, I didn't shave my body. Why would I do that in the first place?”
“Because yours are looking as if they had just gone through the closest shave ever!” Tom exclaimed, his frustration building and reaching a point that he could no longer contain the frustration that he felt.
Ryan blinked at the sudden burst of emotion that came from his friend. The brunette blinked and looked down at his limb and jumped when he saw that his arm was free of any body hair that it had previously. To his shock he saw that his arm hair was gone. His jaw dropped and a small little mewl escaped his lips.
“What the heck!” Ryan cried. He looked down the front of his shirt and saw to his shock that the hair that had been on it previously was gone as well. He touched his pecs and flinched at the remarkably soft skin there. It was as if every small trace of body har that he had there had been shaved off. There wasn’t even a shadow of what had been there.
Ryan lifted his shirt and they could see that the hair that had been on his stomach was gone as well. He raised his pants legs, hoping that there would be some body hair there, but to their horror, they saw that there was not any of the former bushy leg hair that had been there.
“Where the fuck is my body hair! It couldn’t just go away!” Ryan cried.
Tom wasn’t sure what he could have said that might have calmed him down, especially since he was freaking out as well. He tried to think of some sort of explanation that he could latch onto. One that would explain everything that had just happened, but he couldn’t.
His desperate search for an answer came to a hard end when he noticed that there was something else off about Ryan. The color of his skin seemed to have become fairer, as if the light was making him pale looking. It looked almost as if he had been spending more time inside rather than out. He knew that it hadn’t like that. It was usually a darker tan since he liked to stay outside and exercise.
The sudden change didn't go unnoticed by Ryan who visibly groaned at the change to his body. He pulled at his skin as if that would somehow cause his body to revert back to normal, but much to both of their dismay it didn’t. Still the changing boy marveled at the different skin that he felt there and momentarily changed.
“Oh this is such bullshit!” Ryan cried.
Tom didn’t say anything, not sure about what he could possibly say that would make this better. It was bullshit with how it just happened all of a sudden. He could feel a migraine come on from how strange and weird that it was.
Tom could only watch as his friend’s form altered. He blinked and wondered if he was hallucinating. This had to have been some fantasy induced because of…something. Maybe he was in an accident and he was hallucinating everything. It was the only thing that he could think of to explain something as loony as all of this. Then again if this was some last fantasy that he was having or something that wouldn’t explain why he had only gotten one 5 star Servent. If it was then he should have gotten nothing but 5 Star Servants.
His friend’s black hair brightened. A small piece of straw colored hair that continued to gain prominence. The new color continued to seep and alter the hair surrounding it like a piece of coloring or paint had fallen on him. He couldn’t bring himself to say anything as it continued. It was as if it was a piece of dye that consumed the rest of the hair color. When it finished changing there was no trace of the shiny black hair that had been there previously.
Right when his hair finished changing color, his friend’s hair got bushier, growing out as it gained volume. A small portion of his hair stuck out, as if it was an antenna. It twitched from side to side as if it was a living being. It brushed past his ears and continued down his cheeks, tickling them as they passed, and making his nose twitched. They finished growing when his hair was styled in a nice looking bob that reached his chin.
Tom narrowed his eyes, his panic momentarily thrown away by confusion about the new hair color his friend had. There was something familiar about the hair, especially when he looked at the eyes. There was something about it that called his attention. It was a nice healthy shade of hair that would be noticable, but there was something else about it as well. The style of the hair made him pause and drew his eyes. He swore that there was a reason why it drew his attention so but he couldn’t place it, and that infuriated him to no end. He just couldn’t place it as if he was looking at part of a canvas that had been blocked out.
“Uhhh!” Ryan cried and held his stomach. He blinked and rolled his arms up and down as if they were a rolling pin. His jaw slowly dropped and he quickly raised his shirt, exposing his midsection.
The two watched as the slight pudge that he had on his gut receded and got smaller. The flab that got there disappeared. Ryan tapped his stomach and blinked at the surprising hardness that it had. He pinched a portion of it and flinched at the strength that it had. It was a little daunting that the stomach he was getting now was better than the one that he had before with how smooth and tough it was. It wouldn’t be winning any athletic competitions, but even so it would catch the attention of any that liked women.
“Why is my body changing like this!” Ryan exclaimed. “It’s unfair that it’s actually getting better in shape.”
Tom couldn’t bring himself to disagree with that. It was bullshit that getting transformed actually led to him getting in better shape. It almost made him wish that he could’ve been transformed just so that he would have been more fit, so long as he kept his gender. He wanted to look good, but he didn't want to lose his manhood. He might have been curious what it was like on the other side of the aisle, but he wasn’t eager to explore for himself what it would be like.
The next part of the transformation came into play and his waist cinched inward. Ryan let out a goran and shimmied side to side, emphasizing how much smaller his body was getting. He let go of his shit and placed his hands on shrinking waist, making him yelp for a moment as if he had just gotten shocked. With how tightly he held his waist it was easy to see how much smaller he had been, as the sides of the shirt draped openly on his sides. He continued to hold his shrinking waist as best he could
“Does…does it hurt?” Tom couldn’t help but question.
“Well…no, but it's just weird that I can’t help but freak out a little. I mean how does a person just change like this?”
Tom wished that he had an answer that he could throw at his friend, but he didn’t. The only explanation that could explain all of this was magic, but that was just something made up. He wished that he could say that it was with the same certainty but after getting a front row seat with all of this he couldn’t.
A random thought came to him that he forced away as if it was a mangy dog. There was no way that could be the case. It was just so random out there that he didn’t want to believe it. Then again with everything else that was going on it was just as valid as anything else lately. Even if it wasn’t preferred it was better than some of the other stuff that he could turn into. A shudder went through his body as he forced those aside. Since he wasn’t turning into that then he had no reason to worry about it.
Suddenly Ryan started to get smaller and visibly shrink before his eyes. Ryan always had a bit of a height advantage over him, and stood half a head taller, but they quickly became eye level. The inches that his friend had just continued to get smaller until he was the one looking down at him. The clothes that he wore did little to fit his diminishing frame and he actively struggled to keep them on. He grabbed the hem of his pants and had to keep them there so that they wouldn’t fall off and expose his underwear. He looked almost like a little brother that had stolen from her brother’s closet. With the way that he struggled to keep them on and all.
“Oh boy, I’ll be right back!” Ryan cried and quickly shimmied of to his room, struggling to keep his clothes from falling off. He tried to put on a brave face, but the blush and the way that he was bitting his lips made it clear that he was embarrassed about the whole situation.
Tom might have found it a little humorous if the situation wasn’t so odd. He looked half expecting to see something of his side down his body with how small he looked to be now. He breathed out and ran his hands down his face as he tried to keep calm and waited for his friend to finish whatever it was that he wanted to do.
Ryan stepped out of his room with a belt in his hand grabbed a belt and wrapped it as tightly as he could around his waist. It made him look almost like a deflated balloon with how much his pants and shirt was hunched over his frame.
“OK there we go I’m no longer in the middle of a possible fashion disaster,” Ryan said, his voice cracking slightly. “Now we can try to figure out how the heck this is happening to me!”
Both of them grimaced at the sudden change in pitch that came from him.
“Not this too,” he grimaced, his voice coming out lighter than it should have.
Tom sighed and braced himself. Again the thoughts that came to him earlier returned and there was nothing that he could do to deny it. Still he didn’t voice it. He wanted to be sure that he said so, just in case. That way he would be able to avoid possibly adding more fuel to the fire.
Ryan placed his hand on his throat and grimaced as the soreness in his throat only got worse. A cough came from him and and he frowned and hacked as if he was a cat
To Tom it was like listening to an accordion being broken down and stretched in ways it shouldn’t have been. He winced from hearing the cracking voice and wondered if it had been like that for him when he had been going through puberty. soon his adam’s apple was completely gone.
“Ok it is finally passing,” the feminine boy said, his voice
The two of them were stunned speechless for a moment. The voice that came from his mouth registered in their heads. Tom stared at Ryan not sure what to make of the new voice that came from him.
“Ehhh!” Ryan cried. After a moment he cleared his throat and spoke in the same lovely woman voice that had come out previously. “This is the voice of a strong manly man that can do anything that he sets his mind to.”
Tom had to hold back the laughter that wanted to come out of it. No matter what one might say that was not the voice of a boy that came out of her…his mouth.
“Oh man, I first start looking like a girl, but now I sound like one as well,” Ryan bemoaned as he slouched forward.
The humor that Tom had for the situation quickly died and was replaced with worry. The voice was cute and would have been something nice to listen to. Like if they were to sing to him about something or say something cute he was sure that it would have melted his heart and made him want to hug.
Yet again there was that sense of familiarity that came over him and made him wonder why everything that was happening to his friend was so painstakingly familiar to him. He wanted to scream about how everything was so familiar that it overwhelmed his thought process. It almost made him curious about where it would all be at the end.
The straw-colored haired boy winced in pain. His eyes quivered and his lips quirked. His cheeks let out a low pop as they softened, altering the shape of his face into one that accentuated his features and gave it a more heart-shape appearance. The freckles that were dashed on his face disappeared as if an eraser or make up was being applied to them, until all of the imperfections that previously marred his face were gone. His nose shrunk, the nostrils doing so as well until he was left with a cute small downward nose that brought all of his new features. A small slant in the eyes as they changed. They lost the European look. With the recent change to his eyes it gave the transitioning boy a more asian look. With his facial features that he had shifted around and adjusted there was no trace of the European boy that had been there just a short bit ago, but a young, cute, and pretty asian girl.
Suddenly it all clicked for Tom, earning an annoyed groan from him, he ran his hands down. That urge to slam his head into
“What? Why are you reacting like that?” Ryan inquired.
“I can’t believe that I didn’t recognize that you were turning into her until now,” Tom said, feeling like he needed to smack his head against a wall as hard as possible for not seeing it till now. Having it thrown at him
“Turning into who?” Ryan demanded.
“You’re turning into Okita Souji!” Tom cried as he he pulled out hs phone and quickly went to the newest Servent that he got and showed her off to Ryan. His jaw dropped for a moment and then thought back to what he looked like now.
Hello discontent mule came from the changing young man who grip the hands tighter and then just started throwing them about wildly making Tom step back.
“What is supposed to be the revenge of Okita Souji or something?” Ryan spat. He glared down at the phone as if it was the source of all this, which was something that could be the truth considering the transformation. “I will break you.”
“No, you can’t break my phone!” Tom cried fearfully as he pulled his phone away.
“It's turning me into a woman who deserves to die as painfully and horrifying as possible for doing so without my knowledge or consent! It more than deserves to be broken!”
“You can’t do it yet! I haven’t made a transfer code yet! Just please wait for me to do that then you can break it!”
“Things would have been different if I had been alerted of this possibility beforehand, but I wasn’t so it must pay!” Ryan demanded, though with his new face she looked more adorably cute than angry. “I wouldn’t be against this if I was just told beforehand about what might happen!”
“You wouldn’t be?” Tom questioned looking at his friend in shock. He thought for sure that he would be a bit more livid about this and upset. He didn’t think that he would be fine with it if he was just given a heads up about the whole situation.
“No, do you have any idea how many times I wondered what it would be like if I was turned into a woman!” Ryan pouted.
Tom had no way to respond to that. He was half tempted to ask how many times but he refrained himself.
Suddenly Ryan gasped and held his privates only to squeal as another burst went through him. He quickly pulled his hands away and they could see even though with how loose the pants he wore were how erect that he was.
The young man flustered and Tom turned away so that he wasn’ directly facing it. Yet he couldn’t help but look over his shoulder and see for himself how what would happen next.
“Look you can keep looking it's not as if you are looking right at my dick,” Ryan said flatly. “We’ve both had boners before.”
Tom blushed even further, and turned back around a she pulled at the collar. Still it did nothing to detract from what he knew would happen next.
“It feels weird,” the new young woman admitted with a cutre frustrated pout. “I mean its not the bad kind of weird. Like…you know when you have something for so long and you wear it that it feels like second nature when you do and then you take it off and is gone. It sorta feels like that.”
Tom had to fight the urge to give her headpats. His hands ached and the look she had only egged him on further. It didn’t help that she was a perfect real replica of the best Saber in the world, which only made it harder for him tos stop himself. The threat that he would get slapped prevented him from trying, and he didn’t want to find out if Ryan would get the strength to go with his new looks.
“I’m missing some stuff,” Ryan admitted, bringing Tom out of his fantasy.
“What?”
“I mean I know that Okita isn’t one of the great boob monsters, but she still has a decently sized set of boobs. Not to mention my butt still feels the same. I’m willing to bet for a famous swordswoman that she would have a toned butt with all the exercise that she does.”
Tom’s eyes widened as he realized what his friend had said and couldn’t help but feel an eager build in his lower body as his face darkened. He image the thought of her boobs growing larger and found the fantasy to be addicting. A grin formed on his face at the thought as blood rushed down below.
“Oi don’t look so eager that I’m growing boobs and a bigger butt!” Ryan reprimanded, but it did little to stop the smile that was coming over Tom’s face, making the cute glare that he had stronger.
“S-sorry but this is a bit of a fantasy for me and all!” Tom denied. “You would be the same way if I was turning into on of your waifus!”
“Yes I would!” Ryan admitted with a light playful look in his eyes as he struggled to keep the glare up.
Ryan’s glare immediately ceased and was replaced with a set of bright widened eyes as a blush appeared on her face. She gulped and shuddered as she shimmied around where she stood. She looked over her shoulder at her rear, and Tom slowly stepped around so that he could get a better look at her butt. She panted and tried to keep calm, but she couldn’t stop herself from moving around no matter how hard she tried.
The two of them kept watching, waiting for the first sigh that it would and then they noticed it. The curve of her ass became slightly more pronounced as her pants adjusted for the new shelf formed. It pushed against her pants, adding a bit of tightness that had been lost during the transformation. The straw-haired girl looked at her booty and watched it push against her loose pants. Just as quickly as the changes started, Ryan’s butt finished growing when she had a pert tight rear end that would have put some large peaches to shame.
Tom wished that his best friend was wearing her normal clothes, or Okita’s swimsuit, that way he would be able to see the curve of her rear end in its full glory. The pervert horny bastard inside of him wanted to grab that ass and fondle it for all that it was worth, but his sensibilities that his mother and control stopped him from acting like a creep. Right now he wasn’t sure if he should be thanking god for this or cursing him with the fact that he would never be able to feel it.
“Ok so now all that is left to gain are her boobs,” Ryan said as he continued to massage the larger butt that she had now. She traced her curves, savoring the slightly exhilaration that coursed through her body in that moment. “How big do you think those will be?”
Tom pursed his lips, struggling to think on how to answer that. There wasn’t any answer that he could think of that would think of that would be correct, especially since boys into girls
“Fate isn’t one of those big boobed anime that we usually see, even if they are willing to give some girls huge honkers. Still if we were to go by anime rules and how things usually are for them I’m betting that the real world equivalent would be decently sized,” Tom guessed. He wished that he could say more, but he couldn’t.
“Well then I guess I’ll be having a nic set of boobs before this is over.”
“It’s Okita, her boobs are nice no matter the size,” Tom said, and winced.
“Of course mine would be,” Ryan chuckled, standing up straighter, as if she was trying to show of her flat bust.
As if waiting for the right time to begin growing, heer nipples perked underneath her top and her chest started to grow. Tom watched his friend's chest balloon. He couldn’t tear his eyes off of the rising chest as his dick hardened against his pants. He adjusted his pants, his hands brushing against the erection. His hand stopped and he wasn’t sure what to do. Hewanted to get back to massaging what was going on down there, but he couldn’t bring himself to do more.
Tom was immediately harder than a rock as he watched his best buddy’s bosom balloon into balls. He continued to stare, unable to bring himself to look away from them at all. The tightness of his pants wasn’t registered at all. He could only stare at the breasts that were forming on his now female friend as blood continued to rush down below. This would be a thing that he would fantasize about until his last day he knew it and accepted it wholeheartedly. His friend’s bust finished growing when it became a large C-cup that rivaled oranges and would have fit perfectly in the palm of his hand.
“Whoa these are actually a perfect size for me,” Ryan commented as she groped herself, somehow making Tom even harder. “Want to squeeze?”
“...Is this a trick question or something?” Tom questioned, looking at his friend questioningly.
“No, and I figured might as well get something out of this if I’m going to be transformed.”
The shirt that Ryan wore changed. The fabric softened around her body as the sleeves of her shirt grew longer. They went down her shirt, as a pink color formed into it that consumed the eagle logo that was on it. It continued to change as a redline formed and changed into a pink kimono. A black obi formed around his waist that kept it together. The pants that Ryan wore gained dark red splotches as the pants legs moved closer together as if they were being stretched. Underneath them all her undergarments formed into a pair of bra and panties that would keep her decent and no longer run the risk of exposing herself. Formed into a dark maroon hakama and long leather boots.
Now that her clothes had finished changing, the two boys admired the new clothing that Ryan wore, who pulled and walked around the room in her new attire and how it felt on her body.
“Wow I look like her down to a tee right now,” Ryan commented as she moved around. “Better not have her disease as well.”
“Do you feel sick?” Tom immediately questioned.
“No, I never had tuberculosis before, but since I don't. I will just assume that I’m in the clear.”
“Probably for the best.”
The young man went over to where he left his stuff and to Ryan’s surprise, they saw that there was a purse there instead. Ryn stepped up and looked at it and it's contents. She found her wallet inside and inside was a picture of the new her.
“Wow I did become her in name and everything,” Ryan, or rather Okita said ad showed off the idea.
“Man I’m sorry about this shit Ry,” Tom started.
Before Tom could finish his friend leaped at him and held him in a tight hug. The young man sputtered stupidly at the suddenness of it. He could feel the soft wonderful breasts against his chest and her hair against him. She looked up at him with bright bright eyes and a cute expression on her face.
“It's Okita now, so says the ID,” Okita said as she showed off the stuff.
Tom moaned and couldn’t help but feel glad and aroused at the same time. The boner that had been dying down now came back with a question. He asked, his voice coming out a low squeak. “What are you doing?”
“I am hugging you.”
“Why?”
“Because I want to. Now then why don’t we get back to having some fun now that the shock and awe is done?” Okita questioned with a coy flirty look.
Tom could only nod with a smile. This wasn’t at all what he thought his day would be like but he would be lying if he said that he wasn’t interested and happy where it was going.
