[Magical Girl TF]

"Finally, it's time to clock out and head out... Hopefully Fujiko won-"

"I heard that, Gushiken!"

"G-Great, here she is again. Don't you get tired of hounding me every day, Fujiko..?"

"Every word that leaves your lips is dishonest, Gushiken. As long as you remain on this tiring path, you'll amount to nothing."

"As if you're one to talk. Y-You're the one who always looks at the kind of girly things that only children would look at. D-Don't you feel a lick of shame..?"

"I see you've volunteered for the course that we're starting next week. I'm sure you'll handle teaching all of your juniors what it means to start a conflict in the workplace, Gushiken."

"Me and my big mouth..."

Two older women were walking down the street as the moon hung overhead. They had just finished work, and both of them were beyond tired. And yet despite the way they were tired, neither of them were able to let up on their sharp words towards their coworker.

The soft red-haired woman who constantly sounded sharp and strict with every word that left her lips was Sakuraba Fujiko. She pursued advancement in her career with such ferocity that she constantly got passed up for promotion despite her efforts, and that fervor also served to make her utterly unapproachable by anybody that wasn't acquainted with her. Despite her curvaceous figure, which had certainly seen better days since all of this stress regarding her inability to get a higher position or even find love, she was able to fit into her uniform with ease. She did have to squeeze in ever so slightly, but you'd still be surprised if you were to strip her down, letting her body's full size overwhelm you.

Her somber green-haired companion was anything but confident. Gushiken Ami. She had once been quite the confident girl in her youth, but thanks to several of her friends abandoning her because they found that confidence detestable, she eventually turned into the timid and mildly grumpy girl that she now was. As much as she wished to regain that confidence, the only person that even came close to sharing sympathy for her plight was one of the same people that served to intensify her timid nature. Her direct superior... Who was currently glaring at her for trying to talk back to her. Ah, why couldn't she be paired with anybody else...

As the tension between them slowly started to die down, the cold wind blowing past them, Fujiko had to sigh and just look up at the moon above. "They better have the strong stuff at the bar tonight. I really need to just drown for a few hours..."

"Another missed promotion..?" Ami asked, and Fujiko nodded. Well, this was one of the reasons why they went well together. Despite all the arguing, they were able to look at each other as friends. Not as enemies due to the hostile environment that permeated through their workplace, but as actual friends...

"I don't understand what he sees in them. I don't understand what she sees in them either. Why do we have two people in charge of promoting workers, and why won't either of them acknowledge what I've done..." Fujiko murmured as she idly squeezed at the air. She wanted to down something right this moment. Her muscle memory kicking in as a response to her whining.

Ami just nodded, knowing that if she started to try and point out the obvious, she'd end up with a foot against her ass. Then again... When she was younger, that's what she always wanted to be, wasn't it? She wanted to be the confident girl who could both help and criticize her friends. And here she was. Too timid to speak up despite the opportunity staring her in the face.

"It's not fair!" Fujiko shouted as she stomped down, right underneath one of the lamp posts that kept the street lit. "Why can't I be cute like them!? Why couldn't I have stayed cute and been one of those Magical Girls that keep running around!? Why do I have to keep working so hard just because I started growing older?!" Even when she wasn't drunk, those melancholic feelings of hers were quick to get out of control and turn into rage...

And as if fate itself listened to the sound of her rage, the light over her head jolted until it died completely, with this kind of outage happening to all the other lights on the street. Leaving both girls in complete and utter darkness. Something that brought a mild shriek from both of their lips, Fujiko naturally more spooked than her timid friend due to her own exaggerated emotions.

"Sha sha sha... Sha!"

Fujiko and Ami heard a sound. A sound that was quickly joined by several more identical versions of itself as it turned into a horde. Each growing louder and louder as the seconds ticked by. And in the process, a sense of dread started to fill the two...

What was happening, exactly? Fujiko didn't know. What had she done to deserve something like this? Whatever this was, she had not nearly committed enough atrocities! She had just done everything in her power to progress. She had not thrown anybody under the bus, she had worked her heart to near death several nights in a row, and she had given it her all. So why was this her reward!?

Ami got closer to Fujiko while they were surrounded by darkness, weaving her fingers in between hers. Even if she couldn't have her friend depend on her, she could at the very least try to make her feel safe. It was an empty feeling, and it might arguably make things even worse. But she'd try to do something that she felt was right. At least this one time.

As their hands joined together, their hearts beat together. They could hear each other's heart beats, something that didn't exactly make sense to either of them. But beyond that, they could see something that caught their attention. Something in the shadows, carried by one of many simple black-clad minions...

"..Fujiko."

Fujiko squeezed that hand tighter. She understood. Even if none of this made any sense, even if she was still frightened and in the dark... She understood that whatever that thing was, it was their ticket out of this situation. And as adults, they only had one thing they could do...

With a scream from both their lips, the steps suddenly halted, as each and every single one of those minions started to look towards them. And at the same time, illuminating the shade on their masked faces. It was a soft and deep purple that nearly blended into the rest of their suit, but it gave them some sort of identity. Even if only a mild one as the rest of their bodies were decked out in simple black latex...

"Now!" Ami shouted as she suddenly stopped screaming, ramming straight into the crowd of masked minions and knocking a good amount of them down in the process. Which probably wasn't a good thing, just how much did she weigh again? She... She probably didn't want to know that, actually.

Following her friend's lead, Fujiko ran past her and jumped towards the minion that held the item of interest. She didn't know how to properly attack, but she could do what Ami had done. Slam her body straight into it and then grab whatever it dropped!

"Sha?!" Several of those masked minions cried out in unison as they were suddenly knocked down. It was only a small portion of a greater whole, but they were still caught utterly off guard. Which meant that the items that the minion of interest was carrying fell to the ground, right where Fujiko landed.

Sparing no time, Fujiko grabbed one of those items and threw it to Ami, who caught it and made sure not to drop it despite the slippery nature. It wasn't just that it was slippery either, it was almost like a baton rather than anything else. A star-tipped baton with a silver finish...

"Sha! Sha!" The minions cried out as they turned their attention to both of those older women, each of them very displeased with the way that they had managed to pilfer those items off their hands. Those things were for their General! If they were caught without them, they'd get punished. They didn't want that!

Fujiko looked at the baton in her hand. Star tipped and gold colored, but what good would it actually do her? It didn't seem like it had any powers, it just seemed like it was a prop! Damnit, had she risked her life for a prop!?

She quickly covered up her face as those mask covered freaks started to approach her, only for the sound of their steps to halt. What happened..?

"I see my Shadies have run afoul with a pair of humans."

Light started to pour out from a hole above them, all while a black-clad militant slipped out, her beautiful white locks serving to contrast the fabric adorning her body. But that didn't make her seem any less threatening. Especially as her calm voice hid plenty of resentment towards the two women that had managed to put a wrench in her plans...

"And who're you supposed to be, huh!? Some sort of villain!? And are these your minions?!" Fujiko took the moment to let her emotions run wild as she got up, unintentionally stepping on one of the Shadies' faces in the process. "You barely have any imagination, these guys don't have any personality! You call yourself a villain!?"

The white-haired villainess blinked as she looked at the red-haired woman that was currently yelling at her. Such brazen behavior, and she hadn't yet used that wand in her hand. "You'd be wise to quiet down, human." She said, all while reaching into the air as a black hole opened right at her fingertips, allowing her to reach in and draw a cracked blade with a heart adorning the guard. "Unless you wish to fall before the blade of General Black, like many Magical Girls have before you..."

Magical Girls. Hearing that made both women's hearts light up, with the tip of those wands lighting up in turn. This... This was the chance that had slipped by them. This was their chance to be everything they wanted. This was it!

General Black narrowed her eyes as those lights started to glow. How foolish. The wands that she had ordered, the ones that would allow her and her fellow fallen Magical Girls to assume a form akin to their old one for the sake of sowing deceit... They were ultimately powerless in the hands of a human. Should she humor them or should she bring them despair and turn them into Shadies..?

Before she had a chance to swing her blade to intimidate them both, she suddenly had to dodge out of the way of a silver star firing from the silver baton. Courtesy Ami feeling the determination flowing through her. "If you've beaten so many, then we'll stop you from beating more! Because that's what people like us are supposed to do!"

"Ami!" Fujiko shouted as she squeezed the baton in her hands ever tighter. She could feel her friend's emotions... She could feel the beat of her heart. And it told her to grasp victory and transform, to achieve the dream that had tried to slip between her fingers. To be the cutest she could be, so nobody would dare try to steal her future because they just happened to be cuter!

"Fujiko!" Ami shouted back as she grinned. That timid nature of hers... It was starting to crack for the first time in several years. She could finally stand on her own two feet and protect somebody. Even if that somebody was her partner. Even if that somebody was a woman just like her. It didn't matter who she was protecting, just that they were near and dear to her!

The stars on the tips of their batons started to shine even brighter. Fueled by the brilliance shining inside their hearts. Shining to the point where General Black felt a tinge of nostalgia inside her heart. She remembered when she was like this. And it disgusted her, as she swung her blade in an attempt to break those stars before their power was truly unleashed.

"PRECIOUS WISH!"

But she was too late. The wave of dark energy that was fired off when she slashed was completely and utterly consumed by that light, leaving little behind. And all while a barrier composed of stars had completely swallowed the two older women, the energies from their heart powering their transformations. Something that should be utterly impossible thanks to the way that those batons worked..!

Fujiko's suit burst off her body, and the stars from her barrier started to beam onto her. Each beam forming the outline of a frilly gold outfit with extra ribbons to make her look as cute as possible. A frilly outfit that honestly looked way too small for her, to the point where her curves were going to spill out of it. But that didn't stop it from materializing. Squeezing onto her form as it struggled to take shape. But her wish was to become as cute as possible, and the baton did what she asked..!

Ami was in much the same boat, but her outfit was a lot more dignified. Sure, it was still extra tight on her matured form, but she went for something sleek and frilly instead of extra cute and exposing. The silver fabric squeezed onto her and looked more like a gown than a dress, and yet despite the nature of her outfit she didn't feel like she was going to have trouble moving around. She wanted to be beautiful and powerful, so she could dazzle those that looked up to her and protect them at the same time. Because that's what she wanted to be..!

The barriers went down. And where two older women had stood, there were now two brand new Magical Girls. Each of them brimming with power, despite the fact that it should've been impossible for those wands to imbue any sort of power...

"The cutest wish brought to life!" The golden-clad Fujiko giggled as she twirled around, not caring about how shameful she looked as her assets bounced around, nor how much you could see of her body thanks to the few hearts cut out in her outfit. "Prisma Aurora!" She gave herself a brand new title, all while the baton she had used to transform suddenly turned into a proper magical stick, ready to fire off every single burst of power from her heart when she gave the command.

"The coolest wish brought to life!" The silver-clad Ami said with resolve filling her words, a blade extending from the tip of her star as she slashed it around, that guardless blade serving to emphasize her inner determination. "Prisma Argent!" And like her friend, she had taken upon a new title. A brand new duty as well, even if the way her body started to leak out through her outfit made it very difficult to take her seriously at a glance. But at the same time, the fact she didn't feel bothered by it... It wrapped around to make her truly inspiring...

General Black grit her teeth. "Shadies! Get them!" There was no way that they were able to defeat her horde of minions. There was no way. They were using imitation gear. They were adults! There was no way that they were able to output the same kind of power that girls like her were able to. There was no way that they wouldn't fall and become part of the Shade Empire..!

Prisma Aurora grinned as she twirled her staff around a little, stars flying forth from the tip before she turned it on the enemies heading towards her. "Aurora Wrap!" She cried out, as two beautiful golden wings sprouted from the star on the tip of her staff, sending it flying towards her enemies.

Before the Shadies were able to get close, the star flew around them and let a golden ribbon trail behind it, its speed increasing to the point where it very quickly managed to wrap around them and squeeze them as tightly as possible, setting them up for another attack from her partner!

Prisma Argent nodded as she slowly slid her finger along her blade, causing it to glow bright and silver. "Argent End!" She shouted, the silver extending far past her. Manifesting her blade into a much greater and much deadlier form, while being as easy to wield as before as she slashed straight through the Shadies in the blink of an eye.

It wasn't just the bound Shadies that ended up getting slashed. All the ones that had managed to avoid the ribbon got sliced as well, leading them all to collapse as the Shade Empire's influence vanished and they were returned to normal. Albeit passed out and unable to remember that anything had happened.

General Black twitched and trembled. Before letting out a frustrated scream at the loss of her precious minions. Those two... THOSE TWO HAGS HAD TO PAY. "You won't see the last of me... But when I return, I will claim what you took from me! AND YOU WILL UNDERSTAND EXACTLY WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU DECIDE TO BUTT IN ON MY PLANS AND DEFEAT MY SHADIES!"

"We'll defeat you! And you'll give us back all of the girls you've turned!" Both of the aged Prismas cried out as they pointed their respective weapons at the black-clad general, determination in their cute eyes. "That's our duty! To save those that were beaten! That's the duty of Precious Prisma!"

General Black was too furious to continue, sinking into the darkness with the remaining Shadies she had at her command and leaving behind the two brand new heroines, who no doubt had to recover and get used to their new selves...

All while the current Prisma Pink sneezed at home in her bed, wondering why she had been overwhelmed by such a foreboding chill.