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Ian knocked on the door again, headphones round his neck. “Dammit, Kazuma, open up already!” As soon as the words escaped his lips, the door swung open, revealing a girl Ian had never seen before. She was quite tall, slim; her blue hair reaching to halfway down her belly. She wore a pair of white cotton panties and a yellow checked nightshirt with a plunging neckline that generously exposed her large breasts.
“Uh… hey.” Ian said, nervously. This was a small town; everyone knew each other, and yet this girl was a total stranger. Ian decided to ignore that and just get straight to the point. “Is Kazuma in?” A nod from the girl, and a cute little affirmative sound. “Can I see him?” The girl giggled. “What’s so funny?”
“I am Kazuma, silly! Well, it’s Kazumi now, actually.”
“K--Kazuma!?” Ian knew he shouldn’t believe her. That was ridiculous! And yet… somehow… he knew she was telling the truth. “What happened to you?”
“Kazumi. Not Kazuma, Kazumi.”
“Bu--”
“Not answering any questions until you get my name right.”
“Fine, Kazumi. What happened to you?”
She giggled again, that lovely, high-pitched giggle. “I got made happy! You should be happy, too!”
Before Ian could react, she was kissing him passionately. He struggled for a split second before he began to kiss back, and time seemed to slow down as he, too, changed.
He shrank down, to an extent that Kazumi no longer had to reach up to his face - in fact, now he was the shorter of the pair. His hair turned a light pink colour and grew out long, down to the small of his back. He had to break off the kiss for a small amount of time as his mouth changed shape to match the rest of his new, cute face, but soon the pair had locked lips once again. Unseen by him, the collar of his t-shirt turned purple and detached from the rest of the garment, beneath which his body hair was receding, his arms becoming slim and his waist attaining a nice inward curve. He joined hands with Kazumi and raised a leg in the air, a leg that was being squeezed by a purple sock, transforming into a stocking, pressing against the skin of his leg so tightly that it seemed to bend to its will, becoming thin and shapely, and the same thing happened to his other leg, which remained firmly on the ground. As the stockings climbed past his knees, his thighs got thicker, squeezing something tight between his legs before it vanished, along with her underwear. As her hips became wide and her butt plump, her jeans turned white and shrank down, becoming a pair of very short shorts, with the button undone. Finally, her t-shirt began to shrink down, turning into a loose green bra, which her chest quickly expanded to meet, her new boobs pressing sensually against Kazumi’s, causing both girls to moan a little.
Iora broke away, breathing heavily. Ten seconds had passed since Kazumi had first grabbed Ian. “Thank you…” whispered the pink-haired girl.
“No problem! Just be sure to make as many people happy like us!”
Iora nodded and grinned, put on her headphones and ran down the street, looking for someone to share the happiness with...
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