Sakura was getting irritated. She was a girl who really, really hated to waste time, and the whole day had been nothing but a waste! She’d been deployed earlier that morning to look around for one of the other girls on the team, Natsuko, who had been missing since the previous night and never reported in. She wasn’t supposed to have been on duty, but there had been an apparently false alarm in the area Sakura was now searching, which was near Natsuko’s home. So, the higher ups wondered if maybe it hadn’t been false, and here Sakura was.
It had been almost the entire day, and she was no closer to finding her. Sure, there had been some magic detected around the area, but it went nowhere. So here she was, wasting the day looking for a girl who’d probably been dragged off and turned into, she didn’t know, a doll or a harpy or something and would show up and fight them and then be back to normal. That was how it always went, wasn’t it?
It was getting real late, and the street lights were coming on. Sakura had to get home before the unsavory types came out, and reported she was leaving the scene to command before doing exactly that. It was fairly chilly, but being magic did help with minor problems like that - the fairly short, pretty brunette was feeling quite warm despite wearing just a t-shirt.
So off she walked, heading downtown. Just as she expected, she started seeing the more of the night life come out; Natsuko didn’t exactly live in the best part of the city, so to speak. So besides the drunks stumbling around there was also people smoking suspicious substances, some shady looking guys who Sakura’s magic could detect were armed, and some members of the oldest profession hanging around at the entrances to alleys and on street corners.
Sakura nearly ran straight into one of the latter; a man staggered out of an alley with a loopy grin on his face, and was followed by a woman. Sakura had been paying attention to the first, and ran face-first into the latter’s boobs. “Wha-” she started, hastily pulling back. “Sorry miss, didn’t see you there.” She started, before blinking with surprise.
“Ehehe, don’t worry silly~” the woman tittered, “Me and handsome over there just had a greaaaaat round… you wanna go? Only $50 for a quickie~!” Sakura didn’t at first process the proposition, as she was too busy looking at the woman. She was fairly young, in her early twenties probably; she had a figure that would have belonged only in either this job or in modelling, with a large bust and hips wide enough for a good grip, and even from this angle Sakura could tell she had a good butt on her. She was wearing… not very much of anything in all honesty, mostly fishnet stockings, a miniskirt so short that she could see her panties, and a bra desperately pretending to be a t-shirt; tan skin and hair that looked naturally long and blonde, in the kind of look a lot of girls tried to fake, but this one pulled off naturally. That was all well and good, but Sakura was busy looking at her face.
She looked a heck of a lot like Natsuko. And regardless of the region of the city in which she lived, Sakura was pretty sure Natsuko didn’t have any relatives who were prostitutes.
Looking at that lewd expression, Sakura felt like the woman of the night was undressing her with her eyes, and realized the question. “Wha-uh-n-n-no, thanks…”
“Oh, you’re no fuuuun…” she said, then leaned in, “I could do it for free, between you and me. You’re a cutie, and I’d love to get myself a taste…” she licked her lips salaciously, giving her a pleading look.
Sakura blushed scarlet. This… this couldn’t be Natsuko, could it? Not acting like this. “N-No that’s fine…”
The woman winked, and stood straight. “Fiiine, can’t force you~” she turned, and started to walk away, her hips swaying in a nearly hypnotic way. Sakura had to stop herself from staring.
That wasn’t Natsuko. Probably. Almost certainly. ...Well, ok, it probably was, this wouldn’t be the first magical girl turned into something lewd by a long shot. So she had to follow her. Which she did, trying to be discreet.
It was an hour later, and Natsuko hadn’t gotten any more luck, to Sakura’s relief. She mingled a bit with a gaggle of fellow streetwalkers at a corner, but thankfully did not force Sakura to figure out what she was supposed to do to keep following if she did get a client.
Natsuko looked around, and Sakura ducked behind a corner - had she been seen? No, it didn’t seem so; her quarry seemed to be delighted by something, and practically skipped her way into an alleyway. Had she seen someone who wanted to give her what she apparently wanted? Seemed likely, so now what was Sakura supposed to do?
...Well, her duty. Even if it meant watching that sexy body getting- nope, not going there, not going to think about that, just have to follow her.
Sakura carefully followed Natsuko into the alley. It was fairly dark, lit only by a few dingy lamps that needed replacement. And she couldn’t see Natsuko or her client anywhere. She took a few more steps, leaving the safety of the street behind, which turned out to be a rather large mistake. She felt herself being pushed into the alleyway, and stumbled into a wall. She turned around to see Natsuko between her in the street, grinning and getting closer. “I kneeew you wanted my booty~ Nobody can withstand this bottom~!” she said cheerfully, as she got real close, Sakura pressed against the wall.
“N-Natsuko, we can talk… you’re not supposed to be like this… we can talk-”
But Natsuko wasn’t interested in talking. She forced Sakura into a kiss, tongue dancing around the inside of the magical girl’s mouth, and hypnotic saliva doing it’s work. Sakura’s resistance crumbled. She just couldn’t take it - Natsuko was too hot, and she was too horny. When Natsuko withdrew, Sakura had a dazed expression, and pink heart symbols had formed in her eyes. “Well, we could talk, but I’m more interested in your other lips…” The horny prostitute said. “C’mon, let’s go for a full session, huh? You can work off the money when you’re done, like I am!”
In her horny daze, Sakura couldn’t help but nod yes. She put her hands on Natsuko’s shoulders, insistently trying to push her down. Natsuko giggled, and did as she was asked, falling to her knees. She hurriedly pulled down Sakura’s skirt, then her panties, getting a clear line on her target. Sakura’s hands moved to Natsuko’s head, and quite insistently pushed the bimbo into her crotch.
Sakura moaned loudly as Natsuko got to work on her increasingly wet crevice, using her tongue like a weapon to bash aside what was left of the horny magical girl’s defenses. As Natsuko’s tongue explored, her corrupted magic got to work. Her boss was very very generous! Not only was he letting her work off her debt from her own first session, he’d even given her the right skills to get more girls to help her out! Both the physical ones, and the magical ones…
Sakura, for her part, wasn’t thinking much at all - it was rather difficult when her mind was blasted by pleasure with Natsuko’s every stroke. “H-Hnn, m-” she moaned, unable to form even a coherent plea to continue - and not noticing how her bust was beginning to grow out, or her body grew more shapely. She was too busy making sure Natsuko didn’t stop; every time the bimbo pulled out for a breath she hurriedly pushed her back in, unable to bear even a moment without the pleasure. Her purpose was forgotten - she couldn’t care less who Natsuko used to be, right now she was the woman bringing her untold ecstasy with each new moment.
Natsuko, being that she was a supernaturally skilled prostitute, was quite happy to give Sakura all she desired. She found the poor, increasingly needy girl’s clit and started giving it special attention - it wasn’t another minute before she started to orgasm. Sakura shrieked with pleasure, as she came her brains out - almost literally, as a fog descended over her mind while her hips bucked wildly with pleasure. While she could have broken free before this, now she was well and truly taken; as her intelligence and morality spattered out onto Natsuko’s face with the rest of her fluids, her fate as a prostitute was sealed.
Natsuko pulled back, letting Sakura sink to the ground, and promptly pounced her again. “Good girl… now that’s done, you’re gonna have to pay me back… $5000 for the full treatment. And hourly interest, like I got from my boss~ You can work it off though, juuust like I am~” she teased. The girl wasn’t malicious; there wasn’t enough brains left in her for that. No, she was just very, very horny, and happy to have another slut to share it with~
Sakura was drooling a bit as she stared in a lustful daze. She wasn’t done yet, and Natsuko was happy to help her finish up the change. She pressed close again, rubbing her tits against the former magical girl’s own increasingly large ones; she reached around and groped at her expanding bottom, and stroked her lengthening and brightening hair. She pressed right up against her and kissed her again, feeling the heat of their mutual arousal transform her into the bimbo she was always meant to be.
Sakura’s figure had already grown sexier, and was followed rapidly by her clothes, turning from a modest outfit like you’d see on any college student in a casual setting into the attention-grabbing, barely-there garments of a woman of the night. A light amount of makeup formed on her face, accentuating her already pretty features, while her hair grew out long. Unlike Natsuko, it didn’t turn blonde but instead a mixture of bright pink and blue highlights, and it naturally went wavy.
Sakura’s eyes refocused… but her lustful expression didn’t change. “Oh heck, that was the best…” she muttered, “I’ve got to give that back to you, Natsu-chan~ It’s only fair~” She said, pushing Natsuko onto her back and positioning herself over the senior prostitute’s entrance.
Natsuko grinned. They had a couple hours left until daylight, and they’d make the most of them! And then she’d take Sakura back to the hotel and she could show her off to the boss, let him have his go on her, and they’d be out making money again together!