Sailor Succubus: Minako's Morning

Unending BE - episode 911584

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BEEP BEEP! BEEP BEEP! BEEP BEEP!

Artemis opened his eyes as Minako's digital alarm clock sounded out. He knew that his charge won't react to it until 10... 9... 8... 7... 6... 5... 4... 3... 2... 1...

SLAM!

The figure in the bed moaned as she removed her hand from the alarm, then brought the appendage back under the covers.

Just like clockwork, the white Mau thought, as he prepared to awaken his charge as he often did.

He leapt onto the covers, startling the figure beneath it. "Rise and shine, princess! Today's a school day!"

"Alright, I'm up, I'm up, I'm up." Artemis bounced back down to the floor, allowing his charge, Minako Aino, to get out of the bed.

Except when the covers pulled open, the figure that was revealed was definately not the young teen that entered the bed last night. She was much much taller, with almost adult like build. Her hair was even longer, reaching towards the floor. She was also wearing a scandlous tiny orange bikini, instead of a set of conservative, but cute, pajamas. And speaking of set bikini, the top was hardly covering a pair of breasts which sizes he didn't think even existed. She had, like, two watermelons attached to her chest.

"Minako?"

"Oh, mornin' Art," the figure mumbled while as she, as if by routine, began undoing her top.

Artemis was so shocked at realizing that the figure that was the girl he always watched over in this era. So shocked that he edidn't the bikini top was flying towards his direction.

Fortunately the article of clothing, which had a set of wet spots on them, hit Artemis right in the face, knocking him out of his shocked state. "Minako," he yelled, but not too loud to attract the attention of her parents. "You're almost naked!"

"Wha--- where--- what?" The previous declaration seemed to have snapped Minako out of her fugue state. However, her head was facing in the direction of the dresser mirror. "Is that... me?" She ran towards the mirror, taking care to examine the image produced by it. "I look like I came out of my dream. Am I still dreaming?"

"Dream? What kind of dream, Minako?" the Mau asked, ignoring the fact that he noted that Minako's rear also had added curves as well, just not to the extend of her chest, of course.

"Oh, me being the sexiest, bustiest, babe on the beach. I charmed numerous boys by winnin' several beach volleyball against other girls, and then those boys and I decided to..."

"Alright, I think I heard enough," Artemis interrupted, knowing where that story was going to do, if the moans she heard from he were any indication. "Just tell me, was the color of your swimsuit orange?"

Minako blinked. "Yeah, why?"

"You're not dreaming. You're really awake, and that body of yours is real."

Minako blinked. "I'm really awake?" She then winced as she felt a scratch on her leg. "Artemis!"

"Just proving that your awake, princess."

It finally hit her. "You mean... I got my dream body in reality?" Internally, she was jumping for joy. "This is so great. Just imagine what I can do now with this body."

"No Minako, not great. It's not great at all," Artemis interjected. "Think, you don't have any clothes that fit your body. Also, do you want to approach your parents like this? Not to mention someone changed ya against your will."

The gravity of the situation was now apparent. "Oh man, I can't go out like this," Minako moaned, the euphoria now gone. "Mom and dad are gonna have heartaches if they see me like this."

"You mean a heart attack," Artemis corrected.

"That too," Minako sighed.

Artemis shook his head. Got to find a way to nip this in the bud. "Minako, you said this is what you looked like in your dream?"

"Didn't I tell you? Yes, I dreamt of exactly looking like this. Right down to the..." Minako stopped, as she realized what her mentor was getting at. "Oh I see, I just need to have another dream and dream of my normal body, right?"

"That's a possibiliy," the white Mau said, pausing to lick his paws, "but we don't don't know you changed in the first place. Because you dreamed of having that body doesn't mean you have the power to alter your looks. It must be a new enemy that did this to you."

Minako had a quizzical look upon hearing that. "What kind of enemy wants to give me my dream body?"

"Ummmm..." To Artemis' regret, Minako had a point. Why would an enemy change her?

"And how do you I don't have the power to change myself? Maybe if I think about my old body, I could return to normal!"

"I don't think you got new powers out of nowhere, princess. People just suddenly getting powers doesn't happen like that."

"Then what do you suggest we do?"

"I don't know, call in sick?"

"Real helpful there, Art. Oh well, here goes nothing." Minako began focusing on an image of her in her head. An image of her looking more like normal teenage girl wearing a very non-revealing set of pajamas.

To the eyes of Artemis, nothing was happening when suddenly, the nearly nude incarnation of sexiness was replaced by, well... someone who was still cute and pretty, but just seemed plain when compared to who was there before. Oh, and she was wearing pajamas again. Don't forget that. Interestingly, the bikini top that landed on his face earlier disappeared as well. Curious. "Well, I'll be damned."

"Have a good day, Mina-chan!"

"I will, mom!"

As she dashed out of her house, Minako was internally grinning. She was so going to take advantage of her out-of-nowhere but much appriciated abilities to alter her looks, both her body and her clothes. With them she was definately going to draw the attention of some boys she had her eyes on.

After she managed to her original looks, she quickly experimented on her newfound powers, trying to see what were her limits. At least, what she was willing to try. She wasn't sure, but she could look like any female that she wanted, as long as they were of some level of sexiness, and looking of age. Further experimenting was needed, but it would require her telling her friends about this. They would come up with some ideas of what to do.

There were a couple things she things she was sure of.

One, no matter how big they got, her breasts never bothered her, despite being at sizes that would definately cause immense back pain, not to mention reduce her mobility.

Two, there was definately no limits to what clothes she can make. If she can imagine it, she can wear it. (However, she didn't notices that more often then not she chose very revealing outfits then conversative ones while experimenting.)

Three, if need be, her changes can give her the equivilant of a bath, allowing her to feel and smell clean without the hassle.

Four, for some reason, she was getting the feeling that she was... well.. confined... everytime she was back in her normal body. As if she wasn't truly comfortable with it. As if the knowledge that she can be sexier than this. She had kept this fact to herself.

In any case, she was in better spirits then ever, for her romantic aspirations were no longer out of reach.