Hotaru Mune sighed happily as she stood in the crowd to watch the relay race for the school Sports Festival. It was a beautiful day and the ex-magical girl was determined to cheer on her friends and her boyfriend as they all competed in the race.

It was kinda weird to know she’d be running in the relay race if she hadn’t gotten changed. In her old life, she may have been a nerd, but she was also very lithe and quick on her feet, so she was usually a good pick for the girls teams for the sports festival. Now though, with boobs too big for most off the rack sports bras and a butt that made the bloomers of her gym uniform look painted on, Hotaru’s time as a runner had come to an end.

She wasn’t too broken up about it though. Sports were never really her thing. Being dumb was kind of a bummer, but she was used to it by now. Besides, going to college to become a scientist seemed so boring now. She’d just get a job as a model and do that and not have to worry about money or anything for a while.

She was really glad her mom wasn’t disappointed in her being a dumdum now. Hinata Mune had been a stern, grades-obsessed housewife who had been a hard working office lady before settling down. If she could see the bimbo her daughter became, she’d have a heart attack.

Thankfully, whatever weird dumb rules of magic made the changes retroactive once the monster was defeated meant that Hotaru didn’t have to worry too much about her mom and grades ever again. The new Hinata Mune was still an ex-office lady who became a housewife, but with her impressively curvy figure and bubbly attitude, it was obvious where Hotaru got her new looks from. Sure, Hinata wished her daughter was a bit smarter, but she wasn’t going to cast any stones in glass houses since she wasn’t exactly a brilliant overachiever either.

The blonde ex-magical girl was pulled from her scattered thoughts by the pop gun going off to signal the start of the boy’s Cavalry Battle. Her boyfriend Takeshi was in this one, so she was excited to see him win. The tall, athletic hunk was currently in front, holding up a skinny boy named Takeru who wore their team’s headband while a pair of burly boys from the kendo club held him and picked up the rear.

“Woooo! Go Takeshi!” Hotaru squealed in excitement as her boyfriend rushed forward, carrying his group into the fray.

It was a shame that her friends weren’t here to see this. Akari was totally crushing on the kendo club guy racing with Takeshi, so she would’ve been right here with her screaming her head off cheering if she could be.

Her old team left in a hurry at the start of the event because Aoi got word about a monster that had been giving them the slip all week. She saw it on the news the other day, some kind of scary smoke monster that liked to set fires and vanish before it could get caught. It was totally weird since it didn’t seem to change anybody so far, but at least it wasn’t making everybody freak out n’ junk since as far as normal people thought, monsters always just attacked stuff and broke things, so this was totally normal to them.

The busty blonde squealed in excitement as Takeshi’s team managed to steal a second headband from an opposing group and take an early lead. There were only 3 other groups left, there was no way Takeshi’s team wasn’t winning this!

...That was until a small sandstorm suddenly whipped up across the school grounds, causing students and adults alike to shield their eyes or scream. When the dust settled, a monster had appeared in the middle of the field for the Cavalry Battle, bringing the friendly competition to a halt.

The most obvious thing about this monster was that it’s torso was a giant literal hourglass, filled with sand and everything. Connected to the wooden base of the hourglass were a pair of feminine human legs, wearing a pair of heeled boots. Unnaturally sticking out of the glass sides of the hourglass were a pair of humanoid arms the same color as sand while a woman’s head was awkwardly placed on top of the wooden top of the hourglass, the wood trying and failing to pretend it was a normal set of shoulders.

“Oh, this is, like, one of the weird ones, isn’t it?” Hotaru mumbled as she took in the strange creature.

“Foolish humans!” The monster cried in greeting, as they usually did. “Going about your sad, pathetic lives like you’re not constantly under attack! I am here to remind you of your place in this world!”

Before the monster even finished it’s speech, a huge portion of the crowd was running to the school building for cover. Not everyone though.

Hotaru ran for cover behind a tree and pulled out her cell phone to text the others. Maybe one of them could stop the smoke monster hunt and come back to beat this one? Since even a bimbo like her knew hourglasses were super old clocks, she figured it probably had time travel powers or something, so that was way scary.

“A tree’s not a very good hiding spot to transform, Hotaru. I know you’re a bimbo now, but I hoped you were better than this.”

Hotaru’s eyes widened in shock and her head whipped up to come face to face with the School Librarian, Miss Shikoshisho.

Tall, incredibly curvy, and intimidatingly smart, Miss Shikoshisho was the hottest teacher at the school by a mile and someone who the old Hotaru wanted to be like and the current Hotaru wanted to look like. Her long blonde hair hung down over one eye and fell down her back in thick, bouncy waves. A pair of horn rimmed glasses helped give her a scary, icy stare that kept everyone in the library quiet as a mouse.

“But I’m not gonna fight this thing, I’m retired- I mean! Uhhh… Like, uhhhh what’re you talking about?” Hotaru asked, playing dumb. Or at least dumber.

“You’re Kaleidoscope Yellow,” the model-esque woman sighed like it was obvious. “Or at least you were until you got turned into a bimbo a couple months ago.”

“You remember that?!” Hotaru gasped in wide eyed shock. “But, like, only magical girls are supposed to remember how things used to be.”

“Yes,” the librarian nodded before prompting the girl to continue. “Which would mean…”

“OMG, did you used to be a magical girl, Miss Shikoshisho?!”

“I was the Kaleidoscope Yellow of my team,” the older blonde grinned. “I retired in my 3rd year of high school because I got hit with a “Hot Librarian” transformation by a giant book monster.”

“Wow!” Hotaru gasped in awe. “Wait, but, like, why’d you retire? You’re still totes smart n’ stuff. There’s, like, way worse transformations, ya know.”

“I have no hand eye coordination and I’m legally blind without my glasses,” the teacher sighed, deflating a bit. “It felt like such a ripoff. I went from being a pretty idiot who’d never even pass an entrance exam to the smartest girl in my school, but I’m useless in a fight.”

“Oh wow, that’s totally like what happened to me, but, like, the opposite?” Hotaru said, struggling to find the words.

A lot of her reputation made a lot more sense with this context. That explained the “Shikoshisho Fall,” her bi-monthly tendency to trip while stacking books on high shelves and inevitably land with her cleavage planted in some fortunate student’s face on the ground. With how many students had crushes on her, there tended to be a lot of boys who hung out directly behind her while she was tending to the bookshelves, hoping to be blessed that day.

“Yes, we’re narrative foils,” Miss Shikoshisho sighed, making the dumber girl’s point for her. “That’s why I’m here to help you, Hotaru. From one Yellow to another, we can’t let our transformations hold us back. You can still transform since there isn’t a new yellow yet, right?”

“Like, yeah, I guess. But I’m not sure I can fight this thing,” Hotaru mumbled, looking over her shoulder as blasts of sand from the monster’s hands shattered the windows on the side of the school building.

“Is the team going to make it in time?” Shikoshisho asked with a calculating gaze. “Judging by the force of its sand blasts, the school’s structural integrity could be eroded away in 20 minutes, causing the building to collapse.”

“But everyone ran in there!” Hotaru gasped, finally realizing that this was actually dangerous and not the annoying inconvenience she was sort of viewing it as.

“Glad you understand,” the older blonde nodded before offering the girl a hand to help pull her up. “Let’s save our school.”

*****

Being transformed again after so long in retirement was a strange feeling for Hotaru. She knew her Magical Girl form would be more exaggerated than her civilian form was, but she’d forgotten just how much extra it was. Her old yellow and white dress was now a sexy crop top and miniskirt that left her exposed and her heels were so tall that she knew she was gonna trip if she tried moving any faster than a sexy mince. And that wasn’t even getting into her hair, which exploded in length as a magical girl and was currently brushing against her ankles in thick blonde waves.

But at least she still had her trusty Kaleidoscope Weapon... kinda. Her reliable weapon from days gone by had been a bright yellow medieval flail that she’d use to knock monsters unconscious. After getting transformed into a bimbo though, it became a purse. It was still a big, heavy purse with lots of metal clips and snaps where the spikes should have been, so Hotaru was pretty sure she could still knock someone out with her purse if she hit them hard enough, but it wasn’t really the same, was it?

Hotaru emerged from behind the trees she was hiding in with some reluctance. She didn’t want Kaleidoscope Yellow’s reputation to be ruined. That was the whole reason she’d retired. Yellow was supposed to be the smart one, not some bimbo. She did her best to look stern and tough as she pointed at the monster and shouted “Like, halt in the name of justice or whatever!”

Some of the fleeing students and parents paused in their tracks at Kaleidoscope Yellow’s arrival. She hadn’t been seen in public with the others for a fair bit now, so people had begun to speculate that she’d gone into retirement or gone abroad to study. Looking at her now, the latter seemed unlikely.

“Kaleidoscope Yellow?!” The monster gaped in shock. “What the hell are you doing here? I thought you retired!”

“Like, you might control time n’ junk, but there’s totally time in my day to fight bad guys,” Hotaru proclaimed, doing her best to make a snappy one liner like she used to.

“...control time?” The monster blinked in confusion, looking utterly lost. “If I could do that, I’d be a way higher ranking monster.”

Before Hotaru could ask what the monster actually did with her powers, it seemed that someone was coming to Hotaru’s aid. Her boyfriend Takeshi had emerged from the crowd, holding a baseball bat.

“Leave my school alone!” the handsome teen shouted as he rushed toward the hourglass-like monster.

He swung his bat with enough force that if the monster had been a baseball, she’d have been sent out of the stadium. Unfortunately, she was a magical monster, not a baseball. Even though the bat hit the glass of her hourglass torso to shatter it to pieces, there was barely more than a scuff mark.

“I’ll leave your school alone when I’m good and ready,” the monster woman smirked before blasting the boy point blank with a huge blast of sand that slammed him into the trees Hotaru had just been hiding behind.

“Takeshi! Nooooo!” Hotaru rushed to her injured boyfriend as the sand attack faded.

“W-what did you do to me?” the teen gasped in horror as the magical girl cradled them in her arms. Whereas before, Takeshi had been a tall, handsome boy in his late teens, in his place now was a somewhat shorter, curvy girl with a similar face and the same short messy hair.

Hotaru was reeling. She knew that there was no coming back from this transformation for Takeshi. She’d lost her handsome boyfriend forever.

...but she was still totally hot as a girl and Hotaru could totally vibe with a hot tomboy girlfriend, so this was probably okay. She had been wanting to grope some boobs besides her own for a while now anyway and Takeshi’s looked super nice stretching out the fabric of her Sports Festival outfit.

"Much better!” The monster cackled after taking in the sight of Takeshi’s altered form. “After all, only girls can have breasts and juicy hips like those!"

The monster paused and scratched its head. “...Most of the time. It's a complicated issue! The point is, I'm only interested in girls like you!"

“Oh, like, that’s why you’re an hourglass,” Hotaru said, gently bonking herself on the forehead in realization. “You totally make people hourglasses. I get it now. Okay, let’s, like, start over. If big boobs are what you want, then, like, you’re lucky I showed up! “Cause I’ve got big boobs!”

Hotaru made sure the monster got it, just in case she was too subtle for her. Luckily, she had had more than enough time to watch and analyse her opponent’s attack, just like the good old days, and fortunately for her, the monster’s attack pattern was so simple even a bubbleheaded bimbo like her could figure out what to do, although to her credit Hotaru still had reasonably good battle senses. The monster didn’t simply materialise sand, it had to come from the hourglass itself, and that itself had a lid that had to open for the sand to be let out.

Therefore, all she had to do was get an attack in before it had time to actually use its attack, and it even had a helpful visual cue for when she could and could not approach, if it came down to that. In Hotaru’s mind, the plan was simple. Get in and out fast, then take advantage of its simplistic and fairly slow attack to keep out of danger. Luckily the two of them were still in the banter and staredown phase, so by the time Hotaru had come up with her plan, the monster was still gearing up to attack.

“Oh, like, one thing before we start.” Hotaru said, gesturing to pause, the monster also politely paused, waiting for her to continue.

“Never mind, I forgot!” Hotaru yelled, springing forward before her plump lips even started apologising, having decided that dishonourable conduct was necessary to balance out the fact that she had no idea how fast her jump was actually going to be. Her hair flowed behind her as she leapt up high and gave the monster a good look at her panties, her arc descending just as the monster began to react and popped its lid. Fortunately, although she lacked precision with how her air control was thrown off by her curves and her less than ideal footwear, she was close enough to make a wide swing with her handbag, clobbering the monster directly on the glass where Takeshi had hit it. In that instant, Hotaru couldn’t be more pleased. She knew she was a total dummy who nearly flunked all of her gym classes, but when push came to shove, she still had it!

Unfortunately, Hotaru had used all of her braincells on figuring out how to attack, and not what would happen after her attack. She landed at an awkward angle on her platform heels, stumbled, swung her arms wildly as she nearly got slapped in the face by her own boobs, and then fell flat on her face, her airbags saving her from a full-on collision. She had next to zero coordination, and thus no hope of actually living up to any of the swift maneuvers she had come up with.

The monster howled in pain, sand seeping from the crack as it slapped a hand over the injury to stop the sieving. If Hotaru hadn’t completely totalled herself, she might have been able to follow up and shatter it entirely, but as it was she didn’t even have time to hobble to her feet before the

“G-girls like you are supposed to be good little eyecandy!” It screeched at her, blasting her so hard she was blown away, bouncing against the ground and tumbling with a girly shriek. Her bright yellow uniform covered in dirt and sand, Hotaru found the hard way that she wasn’t as tough or used to battle as she used to be as she struggled to get back to her feet, and to make matters worse, nearly tripped no sooner had she gotten upright as her heels once again proved a poor fit for the uneven terrain.

“How dare you ruin my lovely glass!” The monster yelled at her, preparing to shoot her again, not even giving her time to take in how much heavier her chest felt all of a sudden. “I just had that buffed! You won't be losing any wet t-shirt contests by the time I’m through with you!”

Hotaru tried to run, but could only manage a pathetically slow girly jog before the sand was about to hit her, and braced to have to replace every bra in her wardrobe when somebody shoved her off her feet, Hotaru turning in shock to see that Shikoshisho had at some point charged in, pushing her out of the way and getting blasted with a wave of sand in her place.

“Miss!” Hotaru only had time to say before she landed on her breasts again, the monster grumbling over missing its target.

“Damn it!” The monster looked down and realised that its plans for revenge were short-lived. It had lost too much sand from the damage Hotaru inflicted, and was losing sand faster than it could regenerate it. It didn’t have enough to hit Hotaru again, and had no choice but to stamp its feet in frustration before turning and running. “We’ll meet again, Kaleidoscope Yellow! This is just a tactical retreat!”

The monster fled into the school, leaving the two to splutter and try to brush sand out of their hair, taking a moment to breathe and recover.

“Are you alright, miss magical girl?” Shikoshisho asked with a groan. By now everybody in audible range had fled, and the two quickly decided they could talk openly. “Goodness, I haven’t had this much excitement since the year the school had a teacher’s division at the sports festival…”

“Why’d you do it, Miss Shikoshisho?” Hotaru asked, making sure she was steady on her feet before going to help her teacher up. “I’m already this big, one more couldn’t have… actually, I’m pretty boobalicious right now, good call.”

Hotaru corrected herself as she got distracted by her own jiggle, having gone up at least three cup sizes and ended up with boobs at the very least the size of her head, if not bigger, with hips to match and an ass you could balance a glass on. She’d already had a perfect hourglass figure, but this was reaching outrageous levels, and she might have become cartoonishly curvy if she’d taken one more hit. As it were her breasts were starting to spill out over her now inadequate crop top, and her miniskirt wasn’t enough to stop the bottom half of her bubble butt from being exposed. It might correct itself after the monster was defeated, but for now it was at its limit.

“It’s just an old habit.” Shikoshisho said, straightening her glasses. “Back in my day any one of my team would have done it, and I suppose your team probably does too. Besides, I don’t think you understand just how overendowed you are, Miss Mune. One more of these and you’ll have to start thinking about indecent exposure!”

“Like, that’s crazy coming from you, Miss S!” Hotaru gasped.

“What are you talking about? I dress quite modestly as our dress code requires.” Shikoshisho said, with Hotaru unable to detect any sort of sarcasm from her which sent her head spinning. The only thing Shikoshisho ever wore was a pencil skirt and a thin, low-buttoned blouse that you could see her lacy bra through, not that you needed to when the tips of the cups peeked out of the cleavage she exposed.

“But… but you…” Hotaru didn’t have time to collect herself before Shikoshisho’s cleavage-suppressing button popped off her blouse entirely, pinging Hotaru in the forehead and causing her breasts to flop out of her top, her entire insufficient bra hanging out as breast-flesh wobbled and threatened to spill over the cups that were almost as big as Hotaru’s.

“Oh dear!” Shikoshisho blushed. “What will the students think if they see me like this? Oh, I should have worn a sweater today!”

“I don’t think they’ll think any differently.” Hotaru mumbled, and watched dumbfounded as Shikoshisho continued to blush like a schoolgirl and try to cover herself up as she ran ahead into the school, revealing that her inflated hips and ass led to her panties also peeking out from the bottom of her now too short pencil skirt...

“Getting a hot librarian transformation seems nice.” Hotaru sighed enviously as the two searched the school for the monster, most of the students seemingly either having already fled or become pushed in deeper by the monster. “I wish I had that, then I could, like, be a model and mom would stop hassling me about my grades.”

“Well, it said it was a hot librarian, but I’m starting to doubt it.” Shikoshisho grumbled. “Despite supposedly being a hot librarian, I’m twenty-six and I’ve never had a date! I must be man-repellant!”

Hotaru stared at her with her mouth agape, unable to quite come to terms with the librarian’s self-pitying tone.

“Sad, isn’t it? Maybe they think I’m too old.” Shikoshisho lamented obliviously. “Or maybe they just think I’m fat! Or maybe I’m such a normal librarian they just can’t picture it.”

‘Nobody could possibly think that,’ Hotaru wanted to scream at the librarian who let half her bra stick out of her blouse even in winter. What was this “normal librarian” garbage? She was practically hitting on anybody who talked to her every time they so much as tried to borrow a book! If anything, her dating problems came from the fact that everybody thought she was out of their league!

“Like, I get your problem.” Hotaru finally said, which was right. She definitely got it now: Shikoshisho was actually just a huge idiot.

“Maybe you should just, like, go for it? What’ve you got to lose?” Hotaru suggested, unable to get Shikoshisho’s supposed romantic woes out of her head despite the urgency of the situation.

“But I’m so old, nobody’ll want an old hag like me!” Shikoshisho whined. “What’ll I do if they say I’m ugly?”

“Nobody’s gonna say that!” Hotaru had to put in concentrated effort to not scream at this woman who could have gone pro as a model before getting a massive increase to her T&A. “There’s gotta be somebody you like!”

“Well…” Shikoshisho blushed like a schoolgirl. “I’ve always felt that Mr. Sakamoto was quite the gentleman… but I don’t know if he feels the same way about me. But he’s so handsome, and he’s got big muscles, and there was this one time he picked up a whole crate of new books for me and said that a delicate lady like me shouldn’t be straining herself... Ooh, he’s such a dreamboat…”

Ms. Shikoshisho began to giggle like an idiot, swooning and practically salivating at the mere thought of their PE teacher who Hotaru could have personally assured her had been doing his best to make her notice him to no avail. At least, the student body had thought it was to no avail! Thinking that she had been leading him on had been giving her too much credit!

Hotaru stopped in her tracks, abruptly coming to a dead halt.

“What are you doing!?” Ms. Shikoshisho hissed at her. “According to my calculations, we only have-”

“Once this is over, confess to Mr. Sakamoto!” Hotaru commanded, arms crossed under her bust, puffing herself up to remind the older woman that even though she was taller and wore a push-up bra, Hotaru still had the bigger boobs. “I’m not moving until you promise you totally will!”

“This is hardly the time or the place for-”

“Promise!”

Ms. Shikoshisho looked like a ch1ld who was being forced to own up to being the one who took the cookie from the jar, and a complex array of expressions went over her beautiful face.

“You little weasel!” She finally squeaked out. “Potentially ruining a professional relationship between two working adults like this with your childish ideals of romance! If you were an adult I could sue you for this!”

“Stop being such a big baby and just tell him you like him! Gawd!” Hotaru let her frustration show plainly.

“It’s not like I like him or anything!” Shikoshisho removed her glasses and began to anxiously clean them to an unnecessary degree. “I don’t know what could have possibly given you that impression! I’ll give you a chance to take that back-”

“Nuh-uh!” Hotaru held strong. “Who’s the magical girl here? You know you can’t do this on your own.”

Shikoshisho slowly put her glasses back on and exhaled deeply.

“Fine. I’ll tell him that I like him.” She said in a small voice. “Are you happy now, you heartless monster? Ruining my love life forever?”

“Don’t be such a drama queen.” Hotaru sighed, and the two moved on.

--

“Don’t any one of you move! I’ve almost got enough sand for round two for all of you!” The monster threatened as the remaining students, teachers, and parents huddled in the gymnasium, herded in by the monster. There wasn’t a single petite member of the all-female cluster, girls and women with strained shirts while former boys clutched hopelessly at their lost manhoods. The monster required only a fraction of the output it had used for offensive attacks to prey on each of them, and was almost topped up by the time Hotaru and her partner in crime arrived.

“Alright, this is it. Remember the plan!” Shikoshisho said, the two peering around the corner of the entrance.

“Huh, isn’t that Akari’s boyfriend Takeru?” Hotaru said to herself as she noticed a particular uniform on one of the girls. “Well, not anymore he isn’t.”

“Miss Mune! Pay attention!” Shikoshisho hissed.

“Don’t worry, I’ve, like, totally got it.” Hotaru nodded back, the two having spent less than half as much time coming up with a plan as they had discussing Shikoshisho’s supposed inability to get a date. “Just one thing first. This is important.”

“What is it?” Shikoshisho asked anxiously. “We don’t have much time!”

“Take those off.” Hotaru pointed at the librarian’s high heels. “I don’t wanna take any chances.”

Shikoshisho decided to not protest and kicked off her modest heels, Hotaru looking enviously at her ability to simply remove an inconvenient article like them.

“I can probably only dodge one. Maybe, like, two if I’m lucky. Maybe three if I’m super lucky. Maybe four if I’m like, super duper lucky! Make sure you do it fast!” Hotaru warned.

“Stop, in the name of justice ‘n love ‘n stuff!” Hotaru loudly yelled as she strutted into the room, the onlookers gasping as the long thought retired Kaleidoscope Yellow arrived on the scene just to save them… although she looked a little different. A lot sexier than usual, at least from this distance. She must have gotten hit by the monster earlier, the crowd decided, sparing Hotaru’s image for today.

“You’re back, you yellow skank!” The fuming monster said. “Don’t worry, I’ve got more than enough to turn you into a walking blow-up doll!”

It fired at her, barely caring about how much it lost from the crack thanks to how it was otherwise almost overflowing with stored up sand, Hotaru managing to dodge the first with a careful hop thanks to the distance she was keeping between it. As soon as the monster was distracted, Shikoshisho sprinted for the one thing that might help them in the gym: the valve for the emergency sprinklers.

“Hurry uuuuuup!” Hotaru said quietly as she nearly lost her balance after her second jump, the monster realising that she was staying away from her as well as obviously clumsy, rapidly closing the distance. Shikoshisho reached the valve and heaved the stiff wheel with all her strength, turning red in the face before finally loosening it enough to turn it on. Water fell from the ceiling, the monster pausing in confusion, before looking up and laughing.

“What, that’s the best you can come up with? Water won’t save you, you bimbo!” The monster laughed, its open lid shooting out another stream of sand… or at least that was the intension. Instead, a pathetic lump of wet sand burbled out, the hourglass the perfect shape to collect water. Without the sand fine and separated, the monster’s ability to manipulate it was totally ineffectual.

“Hey! What the hell?” The monster began to panic as the problem intensified. It closed its lid, but water was getting in through the crack Hotaru had caused, and soon its power was all but useless.

“Now, Yellow!” Shikoshisho yelled, Hotaru nodding and making something resembling a girly run at the monster who had by now totally lost its composure and was desperately trying to make its own attack work.

“Kaleidoscope Power… Purse!” Hotaru yelled, making a mostly normal swing as she was unwilling to admit that she had no idea how to do a special attack with a purse, colliding with the already damaged area and causing the hourglass monster to shatter and break in two, letting out a scream before exploding in customary monster fashion. Almost as quickly as Hotaru’s return to duty had returned, it ended, and although Hotaru felt a familiar well of pride from it, she also had a huge sense of relief over the fact that she hopefully wouldn’t have to do it again. She was past her prime for sure, but at least she could help when it counted.

“Evildoers beware, you haven’t seen the last of Kaleidoscope Yellow, who’ll stop you wherever you go! Now then citizens… farewell, forever!” Hotaru declared before awkwardly fleeing the scene, Shikoshisho breathing a hefty sigh of relief before retrieving her heels and following after her…

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“Good news, everybody.” Aoi smiled, stopping the group from their rush to make it across town back to their school after hearing about how it had been attacked by a new monster while they were cleaning up their own. Things had gone well on their end, and they had been taken off guard by the new alert, particularly with how far away they were. Just now Aoi had gotten a call, and had paused to chat with Hotaru on the phone for a minute.

“Hotaru says she took care of it.” Aoi explained, changing back into her civilian form, with the others following suit one by one. “Seems that she transformed one last time to cover for us, although she says she’d really rather not do it again.”

“Maybe we should have kept her after all!” Yui grinned. “It’s not like fighting in a sexy costume is that hard, speaking from experience.”

“She’s so cool, doing it all by herself!” Momoko said enthusiastically, wanting to give her a congratulatory hug. “A retired hero coming back to save the day… That’s a real magical girl!”

“Don’t go too hyped up, magical girls retire for a reason.” Akari warned her. “This was just a special case. I hope my boyfriend is okay…”

Momoko turned back, smiling widely anyway. “Either way, all’s well that ends- WOAH!”

The group was startled by Momoko’s sudden yell, turning to see an absolutely shocked looking Momoko with two key differences on her: the moment she had changed back, her normally flat chest had ballooned out to what must have been DDs at the minimum!

“Where did these things come from!?” Momoko squealed, cupping her new bust. “Is this puberty? It’s not meant to be this fast, is it? I don’t get it!”

“How strangely odd!” Sakura exclaimed, poking Momoko’s chest as if to confirm it was real herself. “How on earth could this have happened to our cute little Momoko? I don’t think enhancing ladies' chests was part of that smoke monster’s power...”

“Welcome to the bust club, Momo, whatever the hell’s going on. This is practically a rite of passage.” Yui couldn’t help but tease her, even if she was equally confused. Kaoruko simply blushed at the sudden transformation. “By the way Momo, your phone’s ringing.”

Yui pointed it out to the panicking Momoko, who took a moment to check who it was before taking the call.

“What is it, Mom? I’m kind of having a… Oh my gosh, you were attacked!? Are you okay?”

The group huddled around. Momoko, eagerly listening in.

“A magical girl saved you? You didn’t get hit?” Momoko repeated for the sake of her audience. “Thank goodness! Yeah, I’m okay, don’t worry, I’ll be there soon. Love you, Mom, don’t worry, I’ll look at your photo, I believe you.”

They hung up, Momoko sighing heavily in relief.

“Hang on a second, Mom said she’s sending a photo to prove she’s okay.” She said, opening the picture only for her eyes to widen again. Yui peered over to get a glimpse at the screen.

“Wow, Momo, your mom’s hot.” Yui whistled.

“Not usually this hot!” Momoko cried, her mother having somehow spontaneously obtained a chest even bigger than her daughter’s.

“Hotaru did say something about a big hourglass…” Aoi said. “Momoko, did I ever tell you that hereditary transformations work both ways?”

“I guessed!” Momoko cried, hoping this wouldn’t make her relay race at the festival any harder.

“What does she mean “here safe and sound in the gym with Takeru-chan?” Takeru doesn’t have a sister…” Akari asked hopelessly, slumping to her knees as she realised she had just lost her first boyfriend...

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“So, how’d it go?” Hotaru asked the librarian, having just returned from living up to her promise to confess her crush on Mr Sakamoto, although she had taken a lot of prodding to do so. Fortunately Sakamoto had been rushing about the school looking to see if specifically she was okay, and it had been just the right mood for Hotaru to lock the two in a room alone for a private chat, the two having total privacy with the school mostly evacuated. Miss Shikoshisho had returned twenty minutes later, looking unusually sweaty, her hair in slight disarray.

“The confession went reasonably well. Above expectations.” Said the still panting librarian, pressing her legs together to stop her panties from falling down low enough to pass the hem of her pencil skirt. “He said he’d, um, like to see if he could make a reservation for tonight at a love hot-I mean, at an upscale restaurant. Yes, a restaurant! A romantic, candlelit dinner where he walks me home gently afterwards! That’s what I was saying! Why would you say I was about to say something else? What a dirty mind you have!”

“I didn’t say anything.” Hotaru pointed out.

“Don’t think you can lie to a teacher, miss Mune!” Shikoshisho said almost deliriously as twenty six years of virginity vanishing in seconds caught up with her in an instant. “I won’t have you saying lewd things about such a wonderful, muscular man! I mean rude things!”

“I’ll leave you two lovebirds up to it. Takeko said she was really scared during that attack and wants to go on a date to forget about it, so, like, later.” Hotaru waved goodbye to her flustered teacher, wishing them all the well and feeling a little more confident about her own intelligence and maturity. In more important matters, she recalled Takeshi being a boob guy, hopefully Takeko would be the same and help her put her new assets to the test...