Samuel sat in his seat, three other boys seated on both sides in a circle as he fidgeted excitedly with his eyes locked on the table in front of him. Phones placed neatly before each member of the group with their screens all displaying the same image of a mobile game with anime styled graphics.

The date was February 16, and it was finally time for the long awaited release of a certain character in a certain game that had been making waves around the world.

Samuel and his friends had been eagerly awaiting the day when the developers would inevitably make the miko character a playable one, charmed by her teasing design and their obsession with all things Japanese, it was no surprise when the group had decided to hold off on rolling for other characters until their goddess arrived.

Despite the talk of her mediocre performance immediately after release, they were adamant in their decision, sticking with it as months flew by with only leaks and rumours to fuel their faith. And now their time had come.

The wait was painful, time seemingly stretching on for hours when only a few minutes had passed as each member of the group wanted the final lesson for the day to just end so they could whip out their phones and begin their friendly competition.

To see who could get Yae Miko first before the others. Since they had plenty of currency saved up to bust through the pity, Samuel had thought up the idea after seeing videos online where friends and strangers came together during events to roll for a character they desired in similar games.

And so the four friends had moved to a vacant computer lab, rearranging a table and 4 sets into a makeshift altar as they all sat assembled in a haphazard circle, their phones in front of them with Yae’s banner tempting them all to hit the multi roll button, with Samuel being the lucky person to go first.

He hoped he would be able to score her in one ten roll, being on the verge of hitting the pity rates since his last attempt. But the harsh part was that it was just a soft pity cap, a roll with 50/50 odds of being the high rarity featured character that Samuel and the gang wanted.

“Well, I guess I'll go first then?”

“Good luck mate!”

“Yeah, hope you get Qiqi’d or something!”

“Hah! that’s a jinx if I ever heard one!”

Rebutting his friends with a laugh, Samuel’s finger tapped lightly on the screen, the display freezing for a moment; a signal that it was loading up new resources which for most mobile games with a gacha system, meant that there was something new in the roll. Was this his win? Getting the newest character right off the bat with gems to save?

“Holy shit dude, if you actually get her i’m gonna be so pi-”

Samuel hadn’t even finished hearing Ben’s words before his vision seemed to fill with static, the image of the lab bathed in warm afternoon sunlight fading into darkness, even the table and his phone disappeared, leaving Samuel alone in a pitch black void of emptiness, he couldn’t even see his own arms in front of him.

“W-Whoa! Where the hell am I? Ben? Rick?! T-Tim! Where are you guys?!”

Looking around in panic, Samuel fights back the urge to scream further as all he sees is the same black space, spreading out in all directions and leaving him feeling claustrophobic until he spies what looks like a glowing purple orb of light in the distance, steadily approaching as it floats through the air, joined by more and more emerging wisps as Samuel winces in panic, holding up his arms to protect himself as the lead orb comes closer.

Why so timid boy? Afraid of a little fire?

Hearing the disembodied words of an invisible person blow into his ears, Samuel flinches in fright as he falls onto his bum, hands planted on the cold floor as ripples reverberate out from his impact with the ground.

Ho? And cowardly to boot…the humans of this world are frail…and much too weak…

Surrounded by a circle of floating purple orbs of fire, Samuel casts a panicked gaze onto each one as he tries to pinpoint where the voice had originated from with little hope, the faceless orbs seemingly staring back into his wide eyes in silent appraisal.

“W-who…W-What are you? Where am I? Did you do this?!”

After a moment passes with no response, Samuel finds the courage to respond again, somewhat braver as the flames stood a safe distance away, their eerie purple glow casting the only light that granted him some measure of sight as he processed what the voice had said earlier…implying she wasn’t human and wherever they were, it wasn’t anywhere on Earth.

“I’m guessing you brought me here? And you’re…not from this world?”

Seemingly satisfied, the orbs seemed to bob in agreement, the voice returning once more as if it had been waiting patiently by the sidelines, an invisible presence in this empty realm.

Finally calmed down? Yes, you could say that I'm from another world…a visitor of sorts…and you, my boy, will be helping me with my stay here…although I'm already more than disappointed, I suppose it’s a salvageable situation. Don’t you agree?

Despite the heavy weight of mistrust brooding in Samuel’s chest, looking around only told him there was no hope of escape on his own, and judging by what this thing had said in its mocking tone, it wasn't too happy with its first encounter with an earthling.

“B-But where are my friends? And what did you do to me? Where-”

I do not need more of your pestering human, only your answer; yes or no?

Silenced midway through, Samuel bit back the anger he felt at being interrupted by the haughty voice, begrudgingly slowing the fire as he let out a long sigh…it was either agreeing to help or disagree and suffer an unknown fate at the hands of an alien-otherworldly Karen. But was this really a bad thing? After all, this could very well be humanity’s first contact with the supernatural or even aliens, and he’d be the one chosen to show them around planet Earth.

Or he was probably having a fever dream…and nothing would come of it. What did he have to lose?

“Alright, alright I accept! Now where are my friends?”

An acceptable response! I’m not a monster after all~ Your friends are still in normal space, awaiting your return as you can see…here.

“Not like I had much of a choice…”

Forming a sort of screen as purple smog begins to leak out of the embers still silently floating around Samuel, the young man could see his friends crowded around him, his arm still frozen on a black screen as the three of them shook, tugged and kicked at him in an effort to snap him awake, their muffled voices emanating through invisible speakers.

“Dude, what…the hell? He’s just…stuck there!”

“Sam? C-Can you hear me?”

“Don’t bother Rick…he’s…not…listening! God, I felt that in my knees!”

Samuel watched in shock as Tim performed a running kick against his lifeless form, wincing as he saw his friend's shoes collide with his privates. He had to stop them before they did anything more to his poor body.

I sense the urgency to return to your shell, boy. But I don’t think it would be pleasant for you to do so right now…what say we make a few changes?

“Wait, we? What’re you-gah!”

Turning his head to address the voice, Samuel was met with a faceful of purple light as the wisps converged on him, surrounding him in a purple blaze of fire that didn’t reduce him to a charred skeleton in an instant. Instead forcing him to clench his hands to his chest in pain as a searing sensation writhes through his skin, pouring through blood vessels and into his heart, similar to being electrocuted not once but multiple times at once.

With the voice no longer there, Samuel was left alone as he howled in pain, falling onto his back as his legs kicked in the air, looking as if he really was being incinerated alive as the purple fire engulfing him seemed to wane and lose strength, the fiery pain slowly subsiding as Samuel’s mind slowly started to regain it’s composure, control steadily returning to his body as he raised trembling arms to his face, sweat coating every inch of his body as he watches the last embers fade away entirely, leaving him unusually cold as he shivered in place, curled into a sphere as a light headed feeling alleviates much of the chill.

Unknowing of the second presence now lurking in his mind, Samuel watches in shock as his trembling arms begin to twitch and convulse, skin rippling like water with each wave supplanting his tanned leathery skin and layers of muscle earned from spending two years in the baseball club with supple hairless skin that covered the soft firm meat beneath, eyeing his calloused fingers healing, the chipped, scarred nails lengthening into manicured pink shells of calcified skin.

He didn’t even have the time to cry out before the pain returned, a sharp white spike of brilliant electric shooting through his spine as he arches his back into the air, feeling his back curve inwards as flesh expands and contracts; tightening his waist and pushing out his hips into wide handlebars as fat and flesh rushes into his rippling body, turning his trained legs into fragile twigs that widened at the thighs, complementing his new curves nicely as hair begins to trickle down his sweaty forehead, clinging to the skin as the rest of his auburn locks flow down to the ground, turning a light pink at the roots and chasing after the lengthening mane until Samuel falls back onto the floor with a wet splat, softer flesh and layers of fat jiggling with the impact as he lay there, looking less like a man and more like…

“A woman? I…I’m turning into a lovely woman?”

Not even noticing the slip of the tongue, Samuel runs a trembling hand over his head to brush aside the hair hindering his vision, noticing how soft and fluffy it felt as he brushes it behind his absent ears, hands fingering in panic for his lost hearing organs before brushing up against a pair of fluffy appendages atop his head, wincing as a pang of pleasure shoots through him, bringing both relief and excitement to the pain as he tenderly rubs the new growths, feeling them twitch and flutter in response.

Distracted, the former man’s only indicator that her number two had left her side was the sudden spasm her curvy legs gave out as something slurped up between her thighs, teasing the sensitive new lips as it slipped inside her warm aching belly as a soft cry of surprise escapes her lips, a soft hand brushing up against the equally soft kissable cushions in surprise as she trembled at the sound of her own voice.

“I sound like that woman from before? Wait, how do I know she's…”

Where there was once a well trained teeanger in his peak, there now sat a young woman bearing distinctly asian features as she continued her self inspection, lying on the floor as she runs her hands all over her new body, wincing and jolting as fingers graze the sensitive skin, a blush on her cheeks with her foxy eyes in distress, unable to believe what had happened to her as she watched two growth’s begin to push out harmlessly from her once flat chest, dull brown nipples perking to life as they shone a bright pink, hardening into the spearheads that lead the charge of her new D cup sized breasts as they sagged forward over her chest, jiggling with a healthy bounce, making her feel uneasy at the slosh of the milk inside as she eyed a bead of white beginning to leak from her aching nipples.

Until the light headedness returns in force, an invisible hand gripping her mind as she feels her mouth fall open, wide eyes full of fear dulling into brown lifeless orbs as her oriental features become neutral, gazing into the void as saliva drips down her cheeks.

Samuel had once felt panic, fear and unease at the predicament she had been tossed into, and anger at the unknown being that had trapped her here. But now? She felt nothing, unable to fight back as she felt herself tied down in her own mind, a prisoner inside her own body as something pushes her to the recesses of her new mental prison, watching as her own body begins to move without her direction, unable to even feel angered at the violation of her freedom as her empty eyes watch the new pilot take full control of her, a mature breathy laugh escaping her lips as life returns to the former Samuel’s body.

“Ahh it’s good to be back once more…although it’s only been a few minutes, not hearing my own lovely voice as i speak was certainly unpleasant!”

Rising to a seating position on her knees, the woman’s eyes begin to fill over with a vibrant pink hue, glowing the same eerie purple as the flames return, smog pouring forth from the nubile woman’s body before being blown away by a flurry of swipes from the spectral fox tails now emerging from her rear, revealing new clothes that mirrored those worn by the priestesses in Japan’s Shinto religion, showing off her supple shoulders, enticing back and toned legs as the thin material fluttered in the wind, her long flowing mane of pink hair combed and tied nicely into a neat curtain draped over her back. All dirt and sweat magically erased from the mental image of Yae's newly formed soul.

Now that she was well and truly reformed with the aid of the unlucky human to make first contact with her, there was the matter to attend to back in the new realm that housed Yae’s physical shell, currently being abused by its former comrades.

Thinking back on the word...'comrades', she was reminded of the faithful shrine maidens that helped to run the Grand Narukami Shrine back home for one.

“Ahh~ I wonder what sort of attendants I should make out of these fools…let’s see…”

With a brief glimpse through her hosts memories of this strange world filled with weak humans even more pitiable than those back at Inazuma and beyond, Yae licks her lips as she comes upon Samuel’s storage of fetishes and anime, the former male unable to do anything but sit and watch at the back of her mind as her new owner steps through the foggy mirror that acted as a gateway between the transitory planes between both worlds to enact her plans.

–

“Hey, I think he’s…whoa what the?”

Stepping away from their friend as his body begins to warp and shift, the former Samuel’s muscular form begins to emit a cloud of steam, obscuring him from view as he rises to full height, accompanied by the sickening sounds of shifting flesh and snapping bones as the bulky silhouette of the baseball player shrinks; gaining curves and losing height rapidly, purple flashes of electricity illuminating the form of the being that no longer resembled Samuel.

“Tsk, how impudent…”

The three stunned boys would have no chance to even react to the airy wisp of the asian woman that had voiced those words as purple furred tendrils lashed outwards from the smokescreen, wrapping around each of them as electricity and otherworldly energies begin to flow out from the source, focusing into the bundled bodies of the stunned teenagers to begin their own transformations as their muffled cries of panic rise in pitch and height, fear and pain slowly giving way to pleasure as their screams of resistance devolve into moans of ecstasy, pitch rising into a melodious uproar as the pink haired woman that had taken Samuel’s place simply stood in the empty computer lab, eyeing the electronic devices with curiosity as she conjured up a girls uniform to cover up her body, just as the subtle tap of three sets of shoes hit the floor, raising her eyes to glimpse three new schoolgirls sporting oriental features much like herself, their eyes glazed and empty with a warm blush painted on their cheeks, soft moans escaping their lips as their nubile bodies spasmed and twitched, sweat dripping from their perfect bodies as the tails released them, making sure to tease each new girl with a delicate brush before retreating back into Yae, the satisfied miko approaching her newest creations with glee as she eyed them up, looking into each girl’s empty eyes as she inspected them thoroughly. Raising chins with a finger, inspecting their toned navels, hefting sizeable breasts to test their firmness.

As expected of her abilities stemming from her being a full fledged Kitsune, she was relieved to see none of it had waned with her travel over to this world

“Hrm hrm~ You all should be thankful for my services rendered. Uplifting you humans to an elevated position as my loyal attendants for my brief stay here. Now then…Ben…Rick…and Tim was it? Hrmm…”

Eyeing the blonde and the two brunettes in order, Yae snaps her fingers as new variations of the girl’s uniform alongside a variation of undergarments ranging from modest to lewd materializes over the bodies of the three girls to give them some proper decency.

Although one thing was consistent with their attire unlike Yae’s proper uniform; being overtly lewd. Altered skirts ruffled in the wind above their thighs being short enough to show off their panties that lay snugly over their warm privates between thick thighs even while standing. Tight clothes hugging their buxom bodies to reveal each and every curve beneath as well as the vague outlines of each girl’s lascivious bra with the exception of the former Tim, wearing a large pink jacket that only served to make her generous breasts look even bigger, surpassing even her mistress in size.

A fitting punishment for the punishment her body had sustained. Either these boys were reckless or just playing around…beating an unconscious friend? Leave it to humans to come up with such a method to wake someone.

Their lifeless eyes snapped to attention as Yae steps back from her inspection, looking towards her as one, awaiting their mistresses orders. But Yae had no need or interest in slaves, although she loved watching humans squirm in her grasp, she was not a complete monster, these humans would be themselves once more once she had her fill in this world. But for now, they would play the role of her attendants, or rather; close friends, a glance at their uniforms reminding her of her surroundings.

Clapping her hands as an invisible energy wave surges through the girls, Yae stands silently as she waits for each of them to regain their senses, shifting in place as they rubbed their aching heads, new memories and experiences overwriting their old ones in an instant as they began to speak in heavily accented english.

“Ughh, Bel?…what happened?”

“I…I dunno Rina…like, my head hurts somethin’ bad…but I think it’s gettin better…How bout you Tsuki?”

“Huh? Uhh…i feel really warm and tingly but…i think im good? Heheh~”

“We can deal with your itch later girl…more importantly…this place…weren’t we going to do something with someone?”

“Meeting Brad? That’s like, tonight…ohhh! The new transfer!”

Finally noticing Yae standing silently in front of the trio with a smile on her face, the sly fox moves forward to introduce herself, a gentle smile on her face as she conversed with the girls in their new native language, giving them relief to finally be able to speak in Japanese,

From their new lives, the girls only knew Yae was a transfer student from overseas, given the role of being her caretakers by their homeroom teacher since they were the only people in class that could effectively communicate with her. Although Yae was well versed in this English, she had preferred to stick to her guns and lie low.

And being the ditzy fashionistas they were, the girls had decided to bring their latest addition to the group on a late afternoon shopping spree, exploring malls and enjoying a drink or two at a cafe as they showed Yae around the town, taking a much needed break from her duties at the Shrine as she indulged herself in the life of a normal schoolgirl despite how tall she was.

And it wasn’t just her height, with onlookers mistaking her for a mother or relative as she walked alongside her hosts, her eye-catching pink hair and weird fluffy ears grabbing the eyes of any who saw her, she almost had to yell at someone before they crossed a red traffic light.

Then again, these stares were on a whole other level than what she was used to back home. Noticing envy, hate and lust in the eyes of both men and women as she made her presence known, confidently striding through the streets with her entourage leading the way as they engaged with each other in conversation about their favourite trends and movie stars.

“Ehhh~ You don’t know what makeup is Yae? But you’ve got like, an amazing complexion and stuff!”

“Bel’s right y’know, if you’re this stunning without makeup…imagine the men you could bag with the stuff!”

“I don’t think that’s an appropriate thing to say to the newcomer Rina~”

“Speak for yourself you horny little bitch!”

“Hehe~ So rude~”

While the friends bickered amongst themselves, Yae looked up towards the evening sky as the sun began to fade over the trees, the bright light emanating from the tall metal poles bathing the district in luminescent orange as she began to think about what to bring back as a souvenir for Ei…and maybe even the Traveller if he was still around, that adventurous fellow seemed to be constantly on the move without rest, but then again, she understood the drive to look for a loved one was never to be taken lightly.

But for now, she would enjoy her time here on this Earth, beginning to take an interest in this ‘makeup’ and ‘pop culture’ the girls raved and gushed about, worrying she might even forget to change them all back when the time came for her to return to Inazuma. But then again, was it really so bad leaving them like this? For all she knew, they were much better off in their bubbly new personalities and attractive bodies.

Hearing the sing-song voice of Bel calling for her as the trio open the doors to a boutique store, Yae quickens her pace to catch up as she puts her worries to rest, committing herself to this new experience she intended to immerse herself in to the fullest. Eyeing the pitch black dress on display at the front of the store as it's material caught the light, refracting them like the glimmer of a star filled sky at night, imagining herself wearing it for a brief moment as she rejoined the girls.

Although she knew that at the end, that this wasn't really her body to begin with. Being unable to bring back something like this in the first place. The best she could ever do was to recreate it with her perfect memory. But for now, there were dresses to try and a whole new world to immerse herself in. For how weak the humans here seemed to be, they certainly weren't lacking in creativity and entertainment.

And after all the backbreaking work she had to pull in getting Ei to crawl out of her reclusive shell and keeping Inazuma safe from the meddling Fatui, this was a well deserved break for the mischievous kitsune.

As for Samuel...she would remain locked away at the back of her own mind for the foreseeable future until Yae had her fill, unable to do anything but lament the fact that maybe she had been too lucky just this once...

THE END