Setsuna Meioh, the civilian identity of the Outer Senshi Sailor Pluto, was having a fairly typical day. Generally a reserved young woman, she took her work seriously, both in her civilian and senshi activities. And she had the strangest feeling that something was...off. Were the others all right?
Feeling in need of a short break, Setsuna stepped outside to get some fresh air. She took a few minutes to collect her thoughts and refocus under the warmth of the sun, and then prepared to head back inside. But before she could turn for the door, she noticed a decidedly odd, but familiar pair approaching the building. From a distance, they almost looked like Rei and Ami, but as they drew closer...
"Rei?!" Setsuna looked aghast when she eyed the woman dressed as a miko. "Ami?!" She hadn't meant to blurt out their names. Surely, it had to be some sort of misunderstanding. But both women eyed her at their mention, and between them passed a gaze of recognition.
"Hello, Setsuna." Ami adjusted her glasses as she approached the stunned young woman. "Doing well?"
"Ami, what is this?" Setsuna took in the full sight of the grown woman; her height, her curves. "What happened to you?"
"The same thing that happened to me, of course." Rei smiled. "We're, uh...undercover, you see."
"Undercover?" Setsuna crossed her arms and frowned, concerned. "What sort of disguise is this?"
"It's similar to Usagi's Disguise Pen," Ami said. "We should talk more about it, but we need to do it in private."
"Oh, of course!" Setsuna opened the door and led her friends inside. "There's a break room nearby. It's usually empty this time of day."
The break room was indeed empty, and the three entered before Setsuna locked the door to keep out possible interlopers. Once she was sure that they were all alone, she turned her attention back to the question on her mind. "So why are you two disguised like this? This isn't the sort of plan that either of you usually take."
"That's easy to explain." Rei lifted an arm from her chest, uncovering the object she had hidden with draping robe sleeve. It was a strange idol in the shape of a beautiful older woman. "We think a youma is after this."
Setsuna raised a confused eyebrow. "That doesn't explain anything. Why would a youma be after that idol, and what purpose does your disguises serve?"
Ami took the idol from Rei's arms and offered it to Setsuna. "You'll get the answers you seek if you examine this. You'll find that it's more special than you realize."
"This doesn't seem right." Setsuna's tone grew stern as she backed away. "You're not telling me the truth."
"We're not lying, Setsuna," Ami said. "You really will have all of your answers. All you have to do is hold this!" She closed in on Setsuna and shoved the idol against her stomach.
Setsuna took the blow, bending forward as Ami pushed the idol into her. She reached out to push the strange object away and felt her hands wrap around its wooden grain. A sudden burst of energy followed, pulsing into her and igniting her nerves. She gasped, helpless as the idol had claimed her in its power.
Rei laughed. "Don't look so worried, Setsuna. This will help you loosen up!"
"Loosen...up?" Setsuna panted as the energy of the idol shocked her, causing her to writhe in orgasm. The words escaped her lips a second time. "Loosen...up..."
As with Rei and Ami before her, Setsuna's body was slowly transformed, gaining beautiful, mature curves that became more pronounced each time she came. Her face, already more mature than most of the senshi, came to match Rei's and Ami's as well; her relative youth taken in exchange for a visage of an older, matronly beauty. Again, the words echoed in her mind. "Loosen...up..."
In a powerful, orgasmic shock, Setsuna's clothes tore apart, almost as though she were in the midst of her senshi transformation. But the garments that reformed around her were anything but. A filmy, golden sundress materialized on her body, showing off her new curves. Her feet elevated on a pair of heeled sandals, with sheer black pantyhose covering the miles of beautiful leg in between.
Setsuna came down from her repeated orgasms, somewhat dizzy as the idol brought an end to its work on her. Quick to recover, she cleared her mind of the deep sense of responsibility that had plagued it for so long. The icy, serious Setsuna gave way to a hungry, lustful MILF eager to join her friends in their new mission. She leered at Ami and Rei, handing the idol back to the latter. "Oh, I feel so much better now! Thanks to you two, of course."
Rei grinned back as she accepted the idol's return. "All it takes is a little nudge."
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