[Golf, Trophy Girl TF]
"Don't you ever tire of getting destroyed like this, Helheim?"
"It's a consequence of my eternal challenge, Lumiel! You wouldn't understand what it means to savor a defeat and come back stronger than before!"
"Indeed, because I do not tend to lose. Regardless, you look absolutely ridiculous as nothing but a head."
"Would you prefer if I came back and was reconstructed from one of my toes, or something else?"
"I'd prefer if you came back victorious."
Deep within the Darkness, two villains were having a little conversation. They were Primes, some of the very best agents that the endless world-connecting ocean had to offer, and that allowed them to maintain a certain air of casual chatter despite the power they both commanded.
Especially since the more bombastic of the two, Overlord Helheim, had once again been reduced to little more than a head. Something that just made his fellow Prime, Lumiel, roll his eyes in a disappointing manner. Their attempts to take over the world with all of those... 'Jõtaiders', had been rather lackluster. Not for a lack of trying, especially in regards to the many plans that Lumiel had already laid out. But it seemed as if they weren't in any condition to land a proper victory before Lady Cepha would arrive...
"Ahaha! Well, you're looking rather awful, Overlord! Lost your head from being beaten to a pulp again, or are you just enjoying a new kind of hobby?"
Both Lumiel and Helheim gazed towards the source of the voice crying out to them, with the former feeling his heart sink deeper into disappointment and the latter laughing in glee. Another Prime had arrived, one that could definitely get them out of their rut. Even if it was through a method that Lumiel despised above all else.
Probably because the Prime herself was dressed as ridiculously as she possibly could. She was wearing an armored suit that was textured like a deep patch of rough grass, while her shoulders were adorned with golf ball-like orbs. While she wore a helmet that completely obscured her face, it also had a visor poking out over her eyes, which didn't exactly do anything except make her look ready for a golf match. Combine all of that with the 'wings' of golf clubs poking out of her back, and she looked like she wasn't going to be of any use at all. And yet both of the other Primes knew her of her reputation...
"Lady Golfgom." Lumiel grimaced a little as the words left his lips. "What brings you here? I thought you were busy bringing your wrath to other worlds, so they would be absorbed into the Darkness." He really didn't want to think about how she accomplished that goal. The less he thought about her methods, the better. She was far beyond a regular disappointment in that field. He'd even take Helheim's constant bombastic battles and string of failures to the kind of treatment she put a world through. The endless golfing they'd be forced to endure...
Golfgom laughed and plucked a club from her wings, pointing it at Lumiel. "A little birdie told me that you're doing awful at conquering this silly little world. So I decided to stop by and find out what the problem is. And lo and behold, my dear Overlord's gotten himself beaten to bits, and now he makes for a great ball to play with! You absolutely need my help, so don't you dare deny it!"
"Haha! You'll be wise to avoid underestimating them, Lady Golfgom!" Helheim laughed as the many wires that were meant to repair him started to disconnect, leaving him as a mere head for a little while longer. "They're tough. And they're determined to stop us no matter the cost. Whether it's that Golden girl, or that Lion-hearted girl." His words were that of an individual that held great admiration and respect for his rivals. Especially as he grinned straight at the other Prime. "But I know that you're going to try regardless. We're cut from the same cloth, you and I."
"You are right about that, Overlord." Golfgom said as she tipped her head towards the dragonic Overlord without a body, showing him respect in turn. "Now then. Lumiel! You'll be wise to stay out of my way. I'll be taking care of this world now, and you'll see just how badly you've been messing up. You'll see!" She laughed, picking up Helheim's head and slowly vanishing as the Darkness let her transport herself to the world that was going to receive her judgment.
As the two idiots left him alone, Lumiel just lowered his hat and gently pinched the bridge between his eyes. He never was able to get used to idiots in stereo. But at least they were going to devote their efforts to the mission at hand and leave him alone. This would allow him to continue his plans. But more importantly...
He was going to miss out on playing minigolf, and that meant that the annoying golf-freak wouldn't find out just how bad he was...
---
"Mmmm... Chimera... Where are you..?"
Mikai muttered in her sleep, only to suddenly hear a *CLAP* echo by her ear, jolting her awake. What in the world was going on? Who had clapped? Had she been sleeping too long? There were so many questions rushing around inside her head, and she needed an answer to all of them!
"I can't believe you're still such a sound sleeper." The young man hovering over her seemed familiar, though mostly because of his horrid acts a few weeks prior. It was Hayato, one of the Jõtai Killers. And he seemed none too pleased with what was going on. Even if he didn't say anything about what was happening.
Mikai blinked a few times as she looked around, practically ignoring Hayato and making an angry vein pop up on his forehead in the process. "Wha... Where are we?" She asked, as all she could see were many different colors that all seemed like they belonged in a theme park. And besides that, the expanse of colors seemed to stretch into infinity...
Hayato took a deep breath and collected himself, before getting back up and helping the shorter girl onto her feet as well. "I don't know. But I know that we're not the only ones here." He said, pointing off in the distance, towards four other figures that seemed familiar to Mikai as well.
The four figures were generally a lot nicer than Hayato was. Because they belonged to Hiro, Saki, Minami and Ero. Three fellow Jõtaiders, and the nicer half of the Jõtai Killers. Each of them looked just as confused as Mikai, but they seemed to have adjusted to their circumstances a little quicker than she had.
"It seems like we've been gathered for one reason or-" Hayato started talking, before blinking as Mikai had already run off. "OI!" He cried out as he dashed after her. "I was trying to tell you what we know, damnit!"
"Hiro!"
Hiro smiled as she heard the sound of Mikai's voice, quickly turning to her and catching her as she jumped into her arms. "There you are, Mikai. Thank goodness." She muttered the last few words in a hushed tone, before patting the girl on the head. She was definitely a relief to see...
Saki glared a little at the two Jõtaiders having been reunited, before gazing towards Minami who was currently half-transformed, leaving her in the Ouroboros armor while remaining helmetless. "Why would they gather us all here?" She muttered, not satisfied with this collection of Heroes in the slightest.
"They?" Minami asked, tilting her head slightly. Only to then nod and gasp in shock. "We've all been grabbed because something big and bad wants to do things to us... Ehe, well, it's a good thing I come prepared for occasions like these." An explanation from the voice inside her head left her with a mildly disturbing grin, especially as she started to caress her tail.
Ero chuckled as she watched the four Heroes each react in their own way, before turning her attention towards Hayato. "You know, maybe if you hadn't shot that singer in the face, Mikai would've cared to listen." The robotic ganguro goth said, grinning from ear to ear.
"I don't want to hear it." Hayato muttered as he ran a hand through his hair, gritting his teeth a little as he focused on their current problem. "Besides, you can smell it. The Darkness is all around us. Whoever pulled us all into this weird space is definitely nearby."
"Aha! We've got a little puppy on our hands! Maybe you should try and smell something else, it's awfully rude to try and sniff out your enemy."
The collection of Heroes each heard a voice pour through their ears, as the visage of a ridiculous enemy appeared before them. A golf-armored woman with many golf clubs hanging from her back in the shape of wings, who was definitely smiling underneath her helmet. Considering her teasing voice and everything...
"Allow me to introduce myself, Jõtaiders! I am Golfgom, an agent of The Darkness and one of the very greatest at that, earning the rank of Prime thanks to my continued efforts to put worlds like yours under our heel!" Golfgom cried out, laughing all the while as she gently landed in front of them. "And I have gathered you all here to do something very simple. You will all play a round of minigolf against me! And the winner is the one that will gain control over this world of yours!"
The many Heroes blinked several times over as they heard what was on offer, with Hayato immediately pressing his hand against his face as he couldn't believe a word of what he was hearing. Hiro was close to doing so as well, while Minami, Mikai and Ero were each starry eyed at the idea of playing minigolf for the world's safety.
"And how are we to trust that you can actually back up your words?" Saki was the one to break the Heroes' silence, calling upon her cane as she pointed it straight at the armored Darkness. "How can you ensure that we don't end up defeating you right here and now, before you even have the chance to challenge us properly?"
Golfgom clapped in response to Saki's claim, before clearing her throat. "Oh, my dear Overlord! Lend your aid, so we can have a fair match!" She cried out, snapping her finger...
And in an instant, all six Heroes let out a collective cry of pain as it felt like their powers were forcibly activated... and yet locked out at the same time. All six of them were forced into their armors, with none of them truly able to put their abilities to good use. All while a certain dragonic Overlord made his grand entrance by stepping out behind the golf-armored enemy...
Only, Helheim's head was currently on a decidedly feminine and perhaps exaggerated frame. It was still a mechanical one, but he looked less like a fighter and more like a caddy or general support, given the very flimsy looking top and shorts currently adorning his... her body? He had breasts and feminine curves, but...
"Ahaha! So this is why you brought me along, Golfgom?" Helheim's voice was decidedly female, putting that debate to a quick and decisive end. "I feel ever slightly honored. You would use my Virus to make them play fair. A wonderful prospect, hah!" She was far too entertained by her current role. Even if she looked ridiculous while doing it. Those two looked like they were cut from the same cloth...
Mikai blinked a couple of times as she looked at the sexy mecha-dragon caddy and her decidedly more covered companion, tilting her head slightly. It didn't make too much sense to her, but she decided to roll with it. "What if we've never played minigolf?" She asked, because she didn't really remember the rules or anything...
The collective of Heroes stared at Mikai for a moment, before Golfgom interrupted them with a laugh. "It's simple! You just hit the ball and hope it goes into the hole!" She said, before snapping her fingers.
In a matter of mere moments, a simple course materialized behind her. A simple straight that had a single hill in the path. If you could hit the ball over the hill in a perfectly straight manner, it would easily roll into the hole. But you could also just hit around the hill and hope for the best.
"All you Jõtaiders have to do is to get Par or above. If you do, you continue onto the next hole... But if you doooooon't..." The eerie laugh that left that helmet was telling. None of them should lose. Otherwise, there was no telling what that thing might do to them...
Hiro looked to Saki, then to Minami, then to Mikai and Hayato... before clearing her throat. "Jõtai Killers. If you would care to go first?" This choice was definitely not motivated by spite or anything. No way.
Hayato rolled his eyes and slid a single featureless medal into the back of his personalized firearm, causing it to fade into the palm of his hand which then started glowing. Then he walked over to the course, touching the armored Darkness' wings while doing so, allowing the temporary medal to scan the club and form one for him to use.
It didn't take long for him to sink his ball into the hole. Two strokes. Right at par. He then gazed towards the collective. "Just don't mess up." His words were a little scathing, but he was ultimately right. All they had to do was remain safe, and things wouldn't be a problem.
Golfgom laughed, as Ero went up to the plate after that. She did the same maneuver, transforming her scythe into a putting iron as well. And as she eyed the hole beyond the hill, she let the iron slowly swing back as she measured her strength...
"Fore!" Ero cried out as she swung, only to launch the ball off the edges of the course. Which gave her an additional stroke for going out of bounds. Which landed her below Par. Which meant...
All the Heroes watched as Golfgom snapped her fingers, letting Ero's ball appear in the palm of her hand. And she put it up towards her helmet, an audible gulping sound echoing out as the ball vanished in pufts of light...
Ero let out a cry of pure pleasure as the ball disappeared, as her body rapidly transformed. her darkened and metallic body turning pure bronze as she giggled in such a complete and ditzy fashion, with her clothes ending up just as helplessly erotic as the ones that Helheim were wearing. And like a loyal caddy, she skipped over to her golfer, clinging to Golfgom and giggling like she couldn't think of doing anything else...
Hayato was seething at the sight, and none of the Jõtaiders were too pleased with it either. All while Golfgom just continued to laugh at their anger, while Helheim joined in and laughed as well. "That's right! If you lose, you end up a mindless and lovable trophy girl for Golfgom to enjoy! So you'd better do your best, Jõtaiders! Unless you want to end up clinging to your enemy, fawning over her like she's the very best thing you've ever laid your eyes on!"
Mikai nodded, ready to play out of her mind. Hiro did the same, but she kept her eyes on Golfgom so she could make sure she didn't cheat. Saki did much the same, already prepared to cheat back... And Minami just licked her lips a little, ready to play a good game so she could have a meal like Golfgom made one of that mechanical girl...
One way or another, they'd win. And the winner... Well, hopefully they did the right thing and fixed the others...
---
Four holes later, and the Heroes found themselves at a rather difficult looking hole. One where they had to put the ball around a bend but also make sure that it didn't go too slow, because otherwise it'd end up in the water.
Minami was the first one to put this time, and she licked her lips as she focused on the hole ahead. There was nothing in the rules that said she couldn't use a power that wasn't intended for combat, right? Because she knew she had a couple powers available to her, despite the fact that they should be locked away.
"Remember! Don't mess up!" Hayato cried out as he knew that she was about to try something risky. If she did that, then the chances of them winning would drastically go down. So she'd better not.
"You can do it, Minami!" Mikai cried out, currently the least best minigolfer of the crew. Because she just aimed for Par, as Hayato had suggested. That way, she wouldn't end up losing.
Minami gazed at the other girls, then to the Darknesses that had placed them in this predicament. And she licked her lips one more time, before putting her ball straight ahead, ignoring the bend all together!
Just as it was about to reach the water, the ball sank into its own shadow... And then it popped out on the other side. As if it had been completely unimpeded by the water that was supposed to slow it down. And just like that, it slid straight into the hole, nailing her a hole in one!
"Yeaaa! Good job, Minami!" Mikai cheered, giggling as she threw her hands into the air to celebrate. If she kept up that good work, then-
"Disqualified."
Hiro, Saki and Hayato all grimaced as Mikai blinked in shock, with Golfgom devouring the ball that appeared in her hand after the invalid put from the snake-armored girl.
Minami didn't even get to let out a cry of pleasure before she was completely bronzed, her armor turning into a snake-themed bikini to go with the serpentine tattoo that wrapped around her bronzed body. Then her mind pinged and she giggled while swaying her way over to her Mistress, happy to be one of her trophies...
"Cheating's off limits. Of course." Hayato muttered, before looking at his fellow competitors. While they couldn't cheat, there was no guarantee that the host of the game couldn't... So he had to find a way to make sure she wasn't cheating either.
But if she was, then he expected that they could find a way to make up for it...
---
"There's something I'd like to know, 'Lady Golfgom'."
Hayato stepped up to the plate another few holes later, turning his attention to the villain that was in charge of all of this. "I would like to see you set the Par for the course. If that's not a problem." If they were going to make their way out of this, then they needed every advantage they could get.
Golfgom laughed as she walked up to the course and drew a particular club from her wings, the one right behind her head. "Very well. Watch!" She cried out, as she started putting right towards the hole...
The course wasn't a hard one. But it was one that required some extra precision, even if you wanted to get Par. So she swung three times. Once, twice, and then-
Just as she swung for the third time, Hayato launched his own ball straight at hers, smashing the ball into it and launching it off course. If this worked, then they lowered par. If not-
His, as well as the Jõtaiders' eyes widened as the ball just gravitated back onto the path and sunk into the hole, leaving his efforts to disable her completely null and void. And with that...
"Disqualified." His ball was consumed as well, and he was rendered an adorable trophy girl just like the other two. Complete with his armor bursting off his body and revealing a pair of massive bronzed boobies, as it was very clear that the Darkness preferred trophy GIRLS, not having patience for boys in her collection.
Mikai was shocked at how quickly her allies were falling, but Hiro and Saki had taken all the notes that they needed to. It was time to cheat back, but they had to make their deception remain undercover. Otherwise, they were just going to end up bronzed before any of them could win.
They had to place their hopes on Mikai as they carried out their scheme. Two enemies working on the same wavelength, even if it was only for a short while...
---
The second to last hole was approaching, and as Hiro was up to put, all eyes were on her... Which was important, because the plan required her to draw all sorts of attention.
She putted. Very well, in fact. Nailing the shortcut, planting her right near the hole with more than a single stroke to spare. And as she did so, the crowd got closer and closer to her, to make sure they caught her sinking the ball...
Instead, she knocked it around the hole, with Mikai, Helheim and Golfgom all shocked but still engrossed...
Allowing Saki to get behind Golfgom and grab the golf club behind her head, her inner hammer ringing out as she replaced it with a nearly identical club. She even made sure to coat the stolen club in gold using her ability, so it would be impossible to tell that she had replaced them. Now it was just a matter of-
"Bogey." Golfgom muttered in disappointment. "I can't believe you'd toss away your chance to win like that." She was actually really saddened by Hiro's inability to sink the final put, as the ball appeared in her hand...
Hiro's eyes turned to Mikai, smiling softly. "You can do it, Mikai. I know you can." She said, right as her ball was devoured by Golfgom, rendering her yet another simple Trophy Girl that started giggling even before her body was completely bronzed...
Mikai felt her heart tremble a little as she watched it, though that trembling came to a stop as she received the golden club from Saki. "Saki..?" She couldn't believe the girl would help her. Well, she could, but she wasn't doing a tsundere routine this time.
Saki smiled as well. "You're our ace in the hole. Now land that final put." She said, as the course that they were playing on changed once again...
It was a simple looking course. A snake that had coiled around itself, which meant that there were plenty of walls with tiny holes that you were meant to navigate through so you could get to the hole. There was another way to land a hole in one though, one that required the putter to launch themselves onto the wall and ride along the intersecting walls all the way down to the hole...
Golfgom reached for her club, not feeling anything wrong with it at the offset. So she readied and steadied herself, aiming her club perfectly, before taking a swing. She was grinning underneath her helmet, knowing that she was going to sink it straight into the hole without a problem...
But she launched the ball far above the hole. Far, far above the hole. She blinked rapidly in shock, because that definitely wasn't supposed to happen. Her bats were designed to follow her commands. And the bat behind her head was the best one at that, replaying her best strokes on any course. So why..!?
Maybe it was a mistake. Golfgom took a deep breath and readied herself once again, before swinging and launching the ball onto the walls where it could roll all the way to the hole... Only for it to roll off the side of the wall, straight into the out of bounds zone. Alright, something was definitely up. Once was a coincidence. Twice was a pattern. And she wasn't about to go through a mistake for a third time in a row.
So she drew another club from her back, and she swung once again. This time, the ball went far into the air... And slam dunked into the hole, just as the club was meant to do. Then, she tightly squeezed the club that she had swung with before, only to realize that it was a fake. This wasn't her club. "Overlord! Which of these two girls can make fake golf clubs!?" Oh, she was furious! The cheater had been cheated! That's probably why the skunk-striped woman had been sandbagging!
Helheim laughed and pointed towards the golden-clad girl, who smirked back at her. She had noticed that Saki had pulled a fast one, but she didn't bother telling Golfgom. Mostly because she wanted to see how things panned out, and they definitely panned out in a glorious way.
Saki bowed her head with a smirk on her face. Even as she was immediately turned into a Trophy Girl in response to her trick, gasping as she strut her stuff and immediately latched onto the furious Darkness. "Oh, Mistress..!" She cried out, practically humping Golfgom in response to her fury...
Mikai looked at the collection of girls that were now clinging to Golfgom, before looking at the club in her hands. She had to land her ball in the hole within five strokes, or she'd end up just like them. They had put their faith in her. Hiro, Saki, Minami, Hayato and Ero all believed in her...
So she walked over and got ready, tightly clenching the golf club handle as she focused. If she lost now, then their hopes would all be in vain. And they were her friends, so she was going to win. No matter what. But not by cheating. Even though Saki and Hiro did what they could to ensure her win that way, she'd just end up swallowed like them! She had to win as fairly as she could.
All eyes were on Mikai, as she took the first swing. And the ball... It rolled through some of the holes that it needed to. Not perfectly, but it managed to roll far enough that she could call it a good start. She just had to get to the actual hole in four more shots, and it would all be okay.
Mikai swung once again. This time, her ball snaked through a few more of the holes in the walls, placing her closer yet closer to the hole. She just had to keep up the good work...
Golfgom couldn't believe it. The last course, the one that was supposed to be her ace in the hole, the one that was absolutely and horrendously rigged... She was making her way through. And she wasn't even doing the risky thing. She was taking advantage of the rules, using the five strokes in an efficient and careful manner. And by the time she struck the ball for the last time...
It landed in the hole. On the final stroke. With Mikai smiling and wiping her head as she gently put down the club. "I did it. I made it through with all Par. So you gotta keep your promise, Golfgom!" She cried out, pointing her finger straight at the villainous Darkness' chest. She wasn't about to take no for an answer.
Golfgom twitched, before feeling her body trembling all over. All while hearing Helheim laughing behind her. "Overlord!? What's going on!?" She cried out, as this time her body was the one turning bronzed. Against all her wishes, against all odds.
"You wanted to use my virus as an equalizer, Golfgom! That means if you lose, you get affected as well!" Helheim laughed from the depths of her heart, thoroughly pleased with how everything had turned out. She had accepted this feminine body because she wanted to see how Golfgom was going to win, and she got an entertaining show out of it. Ultimately, she was the winner, and Golfgom was the loser.
"DAMN YOU, HELHEEEEEEEEIIIIMMMMM! THIS IS ALL YOUR FAAAAAULT-" Golfgom cursed her fellow Prime's name before she was completely bronzed, causing her to moan as her mind got locked away. Now there was nothing left in her mind except a ditzy and vapid tone, one that told her to walk over to the nice little girl that won and then give her a wonderful kiss on her cute little cheek...
Mikai blushed as she got a kiss from the converted Golfgom, before shaking her head and blinking a few times. "Wait, if she's turned into a trophy, how am I going to turn everyone else back?" She asked, turning her head to Helheim. Maybe she'd know?
"It'll all be back to normal in a few hours. You just enjoy the spoils of your victory, Jõtaider." Helheim laughed, as she reached up to her head and casually tore it off her shoulders, letting him 'breathe' once again. Being stuck on that body wasn't as pleasing as he'd like to admit. "I will return stronger than ever, you'll see!"
Mikai watched as the draconic Darkness tossed himself into a hole, leaving her all alone with a series of cute bronzed girls and an endless colorful void. A particularly strange situation, one that prompted her to slowly scratch the back of her head.
What was she going to do with five cute bronzed girls and the actual trophy she got for winning? What could she do... What could she do... She thought long and hard about it all, really doing her very best to figure out what to do. And as a single idea started to pop up inside her mind, a smile worked its way onto her face.
She hugged them all. And they hugged her back. It might not be as good a hug as if they had all been back to normal, but it was a hug that made her smile, and that was what mattered. Once they were back to normal, they'd probably thank her for saving them... Even if three of them would probably be grumpy about it.
Thus, the threat of Golfgom came to an end...