The bottle made a long hiss as it whirled on the table top. The sailor scouts loomed over it, buzzing with anticipation. Painfully, maddeningly, it eased to a stop. Makoto passed the computer over to Minako.
Minako flexed her fingers over the keyboard. She glanced up at Makoto. The other girl pretended to heft her breasts and mouthed the word 'bigger'. The pantomime wasn't subtle; both Usagi and Rei laughed. Minako felt a twitch of annoyance. The tall (amazonian, really!) brunette was already the bustiest of their group. She certainly never let the rest of them forget it. Minako's annoyance also extended to Ami, watching the game from the sidelines. Minako thought Ami was being an unnecssary buzzkill.
Of course, Ami didn't want to be changed and Minako respected her friend's wishes. But a devilish idea tickled at the back of her mind, as Minako began to type…
“There we go,” Minako smiled sweetly and pressed the enter key. “Makoto Kino will transform into Ami Mizuno's current idea of a perfect lover.”
Ami gasped. Makoto sat up straight like she had been bitten. The other three girls watched Makoto in anticipation. The sat like that for a full minute before they realized nothing happened. Usagi cautiously poked Makoto in the arm.
“Do you feel any different?”
Makoto made a strangled sound.
“Wait, wait, wait...” Rei was on the verge of laughter. “If she didn't change at all – Ami, babe, do you have a crush on Mako?”
Feverish from blushing, Ami tried to shake her head yes and no at the same time. “I don't know if I would, I mean, there's nothing wrong with – uh, but I'm not OBVIOUSLY – if I were, I'd probably want – BUT I'M NOT I'm just saying IF I WERE Mako would be perfect, she's a great catch, for some guy, somewhere, right? And if I could meet a guy just like Makoto, then he'd be a great catch, that I'd want to, uh, catch. 'Cause I catch guys. Right? It's obvious to everybody. Right?”
“There was, like, one guy, right?” Minako whispered to Usagi.
“Let's be fair, there were two guys. Kinda.” Usagi whispered back.
“But ANYWAY,” Ami's voice cracked. “Minako wrote that Makoto 'will transform' so she wouldn't necessarily change right away.”
“Ami, something did change.”
All head turned to the squirming Makoto. In a complete 180, the color drained out of Ami's face. “What?”
“I said, Ami, something did change.” Makoto fidgeted with her skirt under the table. She spoke very deliberately “It's feels kinda a weird. I didn't have one before, Ami, and it feels kinda weird.”
“No no no no no, see, that's not, I don't, I look at some websites, but it's just out of curiosity, I don't want… I mean, I don't not want, I don't think about it at all! Often.”
“Wait, what changed?”
“Show us! Show us!”
“C'mon, don't be shy!”
Makoto took a deep breath and stood up. A massive, sausage-like outline pressed against her wrap-around skirt. The oblong shape, as thick around as a cucumber, trailed all the way down to her hem, where a tip of a glans hung out in the open air.
Rei made an impressed noise. Minako covered her mouth. Usagi's eyes fluttered as a dopey smile stretched across her cheeks. “Holy shit, Ami.”
With a cry, Ami rushed over and covered Mako's dick with her hands. “That's quite enough, all of you. This stupid game is make you act like lunatics! We're going to reverse the changes right now and then we're going to contact Luna and Artemis, because this computer program is danger…. danger…. very hard….and dangerous...”
“I'm sorry. It's really sensitive.” Makoto bit her lip, drawing in a sharp breath through her nose. “Can you take your hands off it? Please?”
Ami made a high-pitched whine from the back of her throat.
Mon Apr 01 00:48:33 2019