Chapter 34: Potential
Hanna/Blooming Sakura/Hiro lands with the soft tap of her heels on cement as she looks around cautiously before knocking softly on the glass of the apartment which causes a small pink fairy to start glowing and wake up for her nap inside the facial powered box, leaving a trail off faerie dust and makeup in her wake as she float over to the window and opens it.
“Welcome home Master,” Sakura quickly closes the window behind her and the accompanying shade as she coughs for a few moments.
“You HAVE to find a better bed them my power box, your killing me here.”
“But Master it’s just so soft and comfortable!”
“Yeah well my lungs can’t take much more of this,” she grouses as she powers down from catgirl back to regular girl before taking off her pendent and gently setting it into a velvet case on her vanity as she slides into the seat.
“I’m on it Master!” the faerie light up as the puff box, lipstick, eyes shadow and other cosmetics start to float around Hanna’s head.
“Wait! Wait! Wait!” she waves her hands in protest as she pills out a pink phone from her pocket and tapes a few buttons on the home screen, a soft pink/purple glow enveloping her as her breath shrink, shoulder swear off, hair darkens and shortens, and her clothes shift and change until Hiro in loose-fit jeans, sneakers, a black sweater and white shirt quickly replaces Hanna in her heels, tight jeans, black sports bra and jean jacket.
“Awwww,” the faerie says disappointed as the make floats back to its old place, “why are you in that form! You’re boring me to tears, I’m a vogue faerie! It’s my job to make you look fabulous!”
Hiro shakes his head, “How come Ms. Mio gets a fairy and it can do everything from dry her CAR to keep her on schedule and even translate cat speak but I get a fairy that only know how to pick out clothes and do my makeup?!”
“You should have sprung for a higher class faerie sir, I can only do what I was programmed for.”
Hiro sigh, “Yeah about that, where can I find that programming, I know a few guys in Advanced Magical Theory we can probably expand your functionality.”
“Sorry Master, once summoned a fairy is limited by the intent and skill of the summoner, there is no way to ‘hack’ a fairy and give it new functions.”
Hiro sighs loudly as he leans back in the chair, “And of course I went and got you on sale because I kept thinking, ‘you know if I’m going to keep pretending to be a girl it would be nice to have someone who could make sure I won’t look like a total fool.’ and didn’t think about how that would leave you without work most of the time and taking to sleeping in my powder box.”
“I-I’m sorry Master,” the pink fairy flusters, “Most girls would love to have a companion like me but...”
Hiro smiles and pats her head, “Not your fault, I didn’t think things through...”
“Should I go back to bed then Master?”
“Yeah su-” Hiro begins then catches himself, “you’re programming for fashion right?”
“Yes Master,” the fairly says apprehensively, “women’s fashion.”
Hiro nods as he stands up and starts to undress, making his way over toward the bathroom, the pink fairy following, “Yes but you have to know something about men’s fashion right, you need to be able to coem up with an outfit to match a woman’s potential male companion right. You not just program for matching up only with girls right?”
“Master is going on a date with a cute boy?” The Fairy lets out a girly squeal of delight, “don’t forget to bring protection a cute girl like you doesn’t want to bee a teenage mother!”
Hiro slaps his forehead as he starts up the shower, the fairy still following him in as he lathers up, “I was trying to suggest that you should be able to pick out a male outfit for me based on something that would fit a business meeting as a girl.”
The fairy hovers there, getting covered in soap and water her wings starting to get heavy as she processes the request. Hiro sighs as he catches her as her wings stop flapping and then presses her to his chest, in a puff of pink smoke she vanishes into his chest, and a shiver runs through her body as his pecks round off slightly and form two small tents. Additionally his skin soften slightly, becomes more slender, while he shrinks about an inch, his hips bulging slightly and his face rounds off. It’s not a full transformation, he’s still predominantly male, especially between his legs but he takes on several feminine characteristics, including a slight pitch shift to his voice.
“I hope I didn’t break you in there,” Hiro sighs as he finishes up his shower and steps out wrapping himself in a towel and drying himself off, while absently mildly scratching at his chest, “Hey you fall asleep in there?”
Moving to the mirror Hiro rolls his eyes as suddenly his reflection morphs to that of the pink fair, wing included, though thankfully not the size.
“I think I can do that!” she suddenly says though his mouth as Hiro stumbles back as she flies out of his chest and he reverts to normal.
“Was that really necessary?”
“What?” She tilts her head confused, “Turning me into you just before you emerged.”
“Oh,” she chuckles, “Sorry.”
Returning to the main room Hiro collapses onto his bed, (its a one room apartment), as the pink fairy flies over to his closet and starts riffling through his clothes.
“Soooo, you can’t learn any new skills, and you can’t be reprogrammed, right?”
“I can learn new skills,” she purrs as she returns with a nice suit ensemble, “I wouldn’t be much of a fashion adviser if I couldn’t keep up with new trends.”
“So is there any reason I can’t teach you how to do other things then make up and clothes?”
The pink fairy pauses as Hiro start to get changed, remaining motionless there through his entire dress up, “N-No I can’t see why not...”
“But by the sounds of it anything outside your wheelhouse leave you hanging for a good minute to process the new information.”
“I’m sorry Master.”
Hiro sigh and holds out his hand, “Alright then, come here.”
“Just do it, already.”
“As you wish Master,” the fairy lands in his hand as he once again takes her inside him and once again his proportions change. Even his walk has a bit more of a feminine sway to it as he moves over to his vanity and picks up his phone, his keys, and a small velvet box that he takes a quick moment to open and check before heading for the door.
“Just do me a favor and fix my breasts before we go out,” Hiro sighs.
“Like this Master?” the fairy says from inside his chest as the other changes revent but in exchange his chest inflates, a couple sizes to a modest B-cup.
Hiro slaps his forehead, “I want less conspicuous not more. Focus on my arms, legs, hell even my waistline, just leave my chest, face, hands, hips, and voice alone!”
“Oh...alright then Master,” the fairy purrs chipper as Hiro’s chest deflates but before he can take another step his now dainty feet slip out of his shoes. “Is this better?”
Hiro pauses and rolls up one leg to see a long, smooth, very feminine leg to greet him, and curious she unbuttons his shirt the see that while his hips and chest seem the same width his waistline pulls in sharply. Which confirms his lack of balance do to his almost comical hourglass figure.”
“Dam it all this wont work either!”
“Sorry Master I’m trying!”
“It’s alright,” Hiro sighs, before he is stuck by a sudden revelation, “Hey how much energy would it take to completely change my crotch.”
“Completely,” Hiro nods.
“Even your internal organs sir?”
“If that’s what it takes,” Hiro groans annoyed as he looks at the time on his phone.
“Almost all of it, sir.”
“Do it then,” Hiro snaps as he slips back into his shoes and drops into his vanity chair. “Pretty sure no one’s going to be closely inspecting my package on a day to day basis, and this will give you a great opportunity to learn new skills by observing, alright?”
“YES, SIR!” The fairy exclaims excitedly as Hiro suddenly feels his insides twist and turn knocking him out of the chair and writhing on the floor for a good minute. “Done sir.”
Hiro groans as he gets to his feet slowly, he take a a few steps and his shoes stay on, and while the change to his pelvis alters his stance and walk slightly he is able to compensate.
“Don’t you want to confirm my work sir?”
“Na Hiro’s groans, looking a little pale as he looks from the door to the bathroom, and back again, “I can feel the change.”
“There’s spare tampons and pads under the sink Mas...”
“No time!” Hiro bolts for the bathroom tossing of her pants and briefs ans she drops onto the toilet seat, “Just tell me why of all time am I having my period!”
“Well I did just flush all of your manhood and replace it with ovaries and a bir-”
“THANK YOU, THAT’S ENOUGH. NO NEED TO ELABORATE, K THANX BAI!”
“Ah Mr. Hiro,” a man in a suit held out his hand as Hiro waddled in, still looking a bit green, “M-Mister Hiro, are you feeling alright? I do hope you aren't having an adverse reaction to our product.”
Hiro smiles, And takes the hand shaking it firmly, “Got a bit of a bug before I got here, it’s what held me up. But I’m over it, mostly.”
“Ah well in that case might I suggest ordering the oyster soup, it’s mild but full of flavor.”
“Sounds good,” Hiro smiles as he takes a seat as a Waiters comes over, just as his stomach roars loudly which makes his blush nervously. “Sorry fighting off a nasty bug.”
The waiter chuckles, “It’s alright, happens to the best of us, what can I get you two fine sirs tonight?”
“My associate here would like the oyster soup and I’ll have the steak, medium rare. Oh and some champagne, but mild please. Is there anything else you need Hiro?”
Hiro coughs, “I do have the strangest craving for black olives, so I guess a side salad, with ceaser’s dressing?”
“Very good sir, and your friend?”
“The steak will be all, though I would like to see the desert menu when were finished.”
“Very good sir,” the waiter says and heads off.
“So Hiro,” the man smiles, “Can we count on your sponsorship?”
He pulls the small box from his pocket and passes it across the table, the man opens it with a frown as he see the familiar earring resting inside.
“Was there a problem with our product?”
“Oh heavens no,” Hiro gasps, “they worked great, they even let me infiltrate a Yokai nest, and...”
He leans in closer, “I was able to bring a Yokai Back, restore it’s soul, wiped me out though.”
“REALLY?” the man smiles, “you are really something special.”
“M-Me?” Hiro sputters, “It was your Inducer that did all the work.”
The man laughs, “Hiro my boy Inducers only shape the form of a MG’s Expression, they don’t control it. That’s why you can’t really promote powers as a product feature, and why a magic ball player was able to outfight a Yokai.”
“You know about that?!” Hiro gaps.
“It was in the papers, and we do like to do our research, even if the Diamond Dames got to Ms. Mio first.”
“Oh, I thought...”
“So you see Hiro there is no reason for you to keep shopping around, every inducers will give you the same powers just with little tweaks here and there, and since ours was a canine model it’s perfect for continue infintrat-”
“You don’t need to convince me, I know how good your product is.”
Hiro sighs as the waiter sets a salad down before him as well as the bottom of win poring a glass for each before nesting the bottle in a golden ice filled goblet, “Thank you this looks delicious.”
“Cheers,” the agent toasts as they each take a sip.
“There are a lot of companies just like yours that want to contract, it’s nothing personal but...but,” Hiro dabs his forehead a moment, “i-is it hot in here or is it just m-me”
“Are you sure you’re alright Hiro?”
E-Excuse me,” Hiro pushes up and looks around in a panic.
“Bathroom is that way.”
The agent direct and Hiro breaks out into a run, and a cold sweat, nealy knocking the door off its hinges as bursts into the men’s room and into one of the stalls, dropping his pants in and instant as he drop onto the seat and his fingers scramble for his shirt popping several buttons clean off in his fervor just as a massive pair of tits burst into view.
‘What the hell?’ Hiro shouts in his mind as he leans forward resting his massive breasts on his knees as he throws his jacket over his head and back to try and hid the changes for anyone who might peek over the top. “What the hell happened,” he whispers softly to his breasts and the fairy inside them.
“S-Sorry M-Master I’ve never done an adjustment like this, the energy just got out of hand. J-Just give me an m-moment.”
“Just hurry up,” he whispers irritably.
After a moment passes his massive jugs vanish as does the queasiness.
“T-Thanks,” he starts to say only to notice the slight change in pitch to his voice, and after a very quick inspection he notices something else, “W-Why am I a girl?”
“Sorry sir, it seems like changing your uh equipment has caused a build up of energy, I could leave if you want.”
“Let me see how bad the damage is,” he whispers annoyed as she wipes herself clean and buttons up her blouse, and throws back on her jacket, aside from a few missing buttons everything seemed to fit as before.
“You okay man, you’re looking a little pale,” another man washing his hands comments as Hiro exit the stall and starts to wash up herself.
“Just got a little bug,” Hiro coughs as the man passes him on the way out.
“He didn’t catch on?” she whispers into her chest a moment as she dries her brow.
“I spread the magic out, even to your clothes so they would still fit, tried to make it all as inconspicuous as possible.”
“If you could do this why didn’t you just do it before?” Hiro growls softly.
“Like I said there was a magical build up, I didn’t have enough power before.”
“Fine, whatever,” Hiro growls, but quickly blushes as she reaches the door…“T-Thanks.”
“Feeling better?” the agent smiles as Hiro takes a seat opposite him.
“I think I’m over the worst of it,” she smiles as she dig in ravenously to her saled just as the main dish arrives.
“Well you went from green to pale that’s some kind of improvement, right? And you’ve go your appetite back,” The agent laughs, “I’ll make this quick though, so you can get home and rest.”
The Agent leans in closer, “If you can really cure Yokai then we really want you on the payroll, do you have any idea how rare healer types are? Especially Soul healers?”
“N-No, how rare...”
“Hell if I know,” he smiles, “I’m sure there have been others but I’ve personally never worked with one. You have a gift son.”
“The thing is I’m really only doing this to find an Inducer that can fix the Wildcats, lets them power down, become normal girls again. I never even thought about going into the Magical Sciences before. I just wanted to help my friends.”
“Look I’m going to level with you, what happened to the Wildcats, there’s no coming back from that.”
“Yeah,” Hiro sighs, “That’s what I keep hearing.”
“But Burnouts also don’t suddenly start breaking records and taking the world by storm. Who know they could wind up fixing themselves...but if anyone is going to have the power to help that along it’s as soul healer.”
“You mean me, right?”
He nods, “And that’s why we want our produce behind you when you turn the world upside down and do the impossible.”
“Hold up just because I’m a Soul Healer doesn’t mean I can cure the Wildcats.”
The agents laughs, “I meant curing Yokai, you’re not going to just stop at one, right?”
“Oh…” Hiro smiles sheepishly, “R-Right.”
“So are you in?”
Hiro pauses, looking down at her empty soul bow as the waiter comes over, “Can we get the strawberry cheesecake for my friend her and I’ll have the chocolate.”
“Right away sir,” the waiter smiles as he takes away the empty plates.
“It’s tempting, offer but...”
“Before you say no let me talk to some people, fly in some doctors, get you checked up and help you figure out the extend of your Potential, maybe if you understand just how rare a gift you have you-”
“I’m flattered really but it’s not a matter of who to hook up with, I made a promise to those other companies, I have a duty to try their product before I make any choices. Hell After the interview I just had it would be irresponsible for me not to give a full report on all my sponsors. Before I even think about choosing one for me or the Wildcats I need to give everyone a fair shake.”
“I can respect that,” The Agent nods as their desert arrives, “but at the very least let our company handle your exam, you need to know the extent of your powers, and their limits if nothing else. And even if you still choose someone else in the end if we can say we did the examination of a Soul Healer our stocks will sky rocket.”
“Well,” Hiro scratches her chin in thought, “I should be fair and let the other companies make their own offer for the exam but I did discover it with your product. So I suppose I owe you guys that much.”
Standing back up Hiro and the Agent shake hands as they each finish their deserts.
“Thank you, thank you, thank you,” the agent smiles, “Can I get you a cab home or something?”
“I’ll be fine.” Hiro starts to wave.
“I insist,” the agent grabs her hand firmly, “you are one assets we can’t afford to loose.”
Hiro’s cheek redden as her voice cracks, “A-alright.”
“Ugh,” Hiro groans as she wakes up, her hair a mess, having grown to her mid back in her sleep and now a tangled mess all around her, the rest of her body had developed as well giving her a prominent bust, hips and small waist, and as she rolled over in her bed she felt a hard pressure between her legs, which immediately woke her with a start. Chest heaving heavily as she looked around her dark apartment and felt around her bed and her body, her fingers wrapping around something hard between her legs again as her feet brushed against some else’s. “AHHHHHHHHHH!”
‘Oh god, oh god oh god please tell me I didn’t sleep with...’
Throwing off the covers greeted Hiro with, a pair of shoes at the end of her bed, and the thing between her legs…
Then her eyes went wide as she stared at the vibrator, “Wait why do I have this?!”
“Don’t you remember Master?” her abundant chest spoke, “You bought it on the way home.”
“I-What?” Hiro says confused as she stumbles out of bed and into the bathroom where she stares at her reflection, large breasts, bubblegum pink hair, matching eyes and, yes, with a bit of effort a pair of insect wings unfolded from behind her and fluttered, lifting her gently off the ground.
She glared down at her chest annoyed, “You stay with me all night didn’t you?”
“It’s much more comfy in here then that powerpuff.”
Hiro rolled her eyes, “And the energy kept building up didn’t it? Is that why I look like you?”
Popping out of her chest the faerie smiled sheepishly as Hiro’s wings vanished and she dropped to her feet, the pink coloring fading from her hair as well. “Sorry Master.”
Hiro crossed her arms over her ample chest annoyed, “Just tell me how long the residual is going to last?”
“One...two hours?” The faerie smiled sheepishly.
Hiro sighed and pat her chest again, “Alright then back in you go, I need to make breakfast anyway maybe you can pick up a trick or too.”
“Alright Master!” the faerie laughs as she dives back into Hiro’s chest her hair turning pink again as her wings emerge.
Hiro groans, “We really need to come up with a better plan for you.”