Story time with Pana

[panahinuva]

So this is where I'm going to post all the stuff that I write particularly for the forum or members of the forum.

[panahinuva]

And here's my first thing, a little present for Mitsu:

Shyrus: Genesis

Soi Fon had not wanted to attend Zasshono Academy. She had been perfectly happy on the disciplinary punishment squad at Seireitei Academy but for some reason they had transferred her here. When she entered her new dorm room, which she had been told was a quad, she encountered three other girls sitting and making awkward conversation in the common room. One had pale skin and pink hair, looked distinctly bored. Her name, she learned later, was Jinx and she was a troublemaker. Another had blue hair and a scar across her nose. Soi Fon automatically assumed this girl, Tokiko, was also a troublemaker, but apparently she also had been on her previous school’s disciplinary squad. And the final one was a long legged girl with red hair who seemed barely contained by her chair. This girl, Kisara, was a street punk, but was being forced to go to the academy by a truant officer.
The four talked for a few moments before Jinx popped into her room and came back out, holding a box, which she had partially opened and looked disgusted. “Do you all have these?” She asked, pulling whatever it was out of the box. It was revealed to be a bright orange top, with a lime green skirt.
Soi Fon stuck out her tongue. “That is hideous.” She said, disappearing into her room and coming back out with her own box.
“Let’s just put them all in the closet.” Kisara suggested.
“I must say I agree. There’s nothing on the rulebook that says we have to wear uniforms.” Tokiko said stiffly. Soon, there were four hideously colored uniforms sitting in Jinx’s closet and all four girls were starting to feel a little strange. However, it was time for orientation activities, so they had to depart. Soi Fon and Kisara had the same room for their first meeting, so they left together.
They sat down in the meeting just as it started and Kisara instantly put her head down on the desk and went to sleep. Soi Fon frowned at her, but returned her attention to the teacher. Half way through the lecture about campus safety, Soi Fon frowned and wiggled in her chair, biting her lower lip. Her panties were suddenly wedging her something fierce. Surreptitiously she slipped a finger down and pulled them free, frowning. Was it just her imagination or did her panties feel smaller? She sighed. Her mother must’ve bought her the wrong detergent and now her panties were shrinking in the heat from the room. She tugged on the collar of her shirt, which was also feeling smaller. Ugh, it was so hot in here that it was a little harder to breathe than normal.
Once the teacher dismissed the class, she nudged Kisara. “Hey, it’s over.” She said.
Kisara opened her eyes and turned her head to give Soi Fon an icy stare, which suddenly turned puzzled. “Hey, did you get so bored you were stuffing your bra?” She asked.
Soi Fon stared at her. “What?” She asked.
Kisara poked her in the chest without raising her head. “Your boobs are bigger.” The red head said in a matter of fact tone.
Soi Fon’s head dropped and she stared at her chest. Kisara was right, her breasts were straining more tightly against her shirt than she remembered. Kisara straightened up and Soi Fon’s eyes widened. “Yours are as well.” She responded.
Kisara’s eyes shot down and she groaned. “Oh, what the hell. Did they put something in the water?”
Soi Fon shrugged. “It’s probably nothing to be concerned about.” She said, rationalizing quickly. “It’s probably some kind of pollen in the air.”
Kisara frowned at her and looked to be about to respond when the students started to file out and the two were separated.
As she headed to her first class, Soi Fon continually checked her chest, waiting for the swelling to go down. It didn’t. In fact, she could’ve sworn it was getting worse.
As she walked down the hall, a guy bumped into her, clearly trying to catch up with his friends. Nevertheless, Soi Fon was in no mood to be disrespected in any way, so she caught the guy by the ear, yanked him back and glared at him. “You bumped into me. Apologize.” She snarled.
His eyes widened. “I’m sorry, jeez.” She grunted, unable to extricate himself from her fingers.
She glared at him for another moment before releasing him. He darted away, giving her a half angry, half terrified look.
As she sat down in her next class, her chair felt distressingly more comfortable than before. Acting on a hunch, she reached down and felt her rear. There was distinctly more squish there than she remembered. She groaned. “Pollen.” She muttered.
She then decided that it must be in their room as she saw Tokiko enter the room, and the girl was also carrying more chest weight than when she had last seen her. The girl’s shirt had been fairly tight before, but now it looked uncomfortably tight, stretched over her jiggling chest. She dropped into the chair next to Soi Fon, then cursed quietly as a button pinged away from her neck, opening her collar.
“Pollen.” Soi Fon repeated to her.
Tokiko shrugged. “I can’t think of a better explanation.” She sighed, undoing a couple more buttons and revealing an expanse of cleavage she hadn’t had before. “I just wish they’d stop growing!”
Soi Fon nodded in fervent agreement, then frowned at Tokiko’s hair. No, it couldn’t be longer. Pollen didn’t make your hair grow, so that was ridiculous. Nevertheless, as class started, Soi Fon kept a close eye on Tokiko’s hair, so focused she didn’t notice the slight tickling sensation slowly progressing down her neck as whatever was afflicting them ruined her carefully cut hair. By the end of the lesson, both of their hair was sitting past their shoulders and neither of them looked happy about it.
“So it’s got to be something in the water then.” Tokiko said, as though simply resuming their conversation.
Soi Fon touched her hair uncomfortably. “Must be.” She replied. She got up and wobbled a little. “Ugh. My center of gravity is all messed up.” She grunted.
Tokiko nodded in agreement, although she didn’t seem to be wobbling at all. “Where are you headed next?”
“East wing.” Soi Fon replied.
Tokiko sighed. “I’m staying here. See you later.” Soi Fon nodded and departed the room.
When she arrived in her next class, she glanced around. The freshman class wasn’t that big, so she hoped she’d have one of her roommates in each class. For a moment, she didn’t think she recognized anyone in the classroom, until a girl in the back waved slightly and Soi Fon’s eyes widened. Now that she looked at her, she recognized Jinx, but the girl barely resembled her old self. Her chest was slightly smaller than Soi Fon’s, as it had been from the start, although now she was bouncing a pair of C cups, while Soi Fon was...she glanced down for a quick check. Definitely D cups. Only just though. But it wasn’t just the boobs and the skirt packed full of rear that had made Jinx difficult to recognize. At some point during the morning her growing hair must have broken her hair ties that held up her ornate hairstyle and left her pink locks cascading cutely around her face. In addition, the hard lines of her face appeared to have softened. It would have been a subtle change on anyone but the apparently eternally angry Jinx, on whom it was quite obvious.
Soi Fon sat down next to her and Jinx gave her a strange smile. It seemed like it was desperately trying to project the pinkette’s usual devil-may-care attitude, but Soi Fon’s sharp eyes could catch quivering at the corners that suggested she was more distressed than she let on. “‘Sup?” The girl asked, eyes giving Soi Fon a once over. “Got the same bug as me I see.” She said. “Gotta get with the class norm I guess.” She looked around as she spoke.
Soi Fon pursed her lips, which she suddenly noticed was a much cushier feeling that normal, and shook her head. “This can’t be an illness, it must be something in the water supply.” She replied. “It set in too quickly and is causing changes too rapidly.”
Jinx picked at her shirt, which looked like it was on the verge of ripping. “Whatever, nerd.” She replied, although it looked like it took some effort to get the insult out.
Soi Fon rolled her eyes and tugged at her own shirt, trying to ease the pressure. She wondered idly whether her bra was still intact. She’d need new ones for sure after this, at least until the swelling went down. “I am not a nerd, I am simply rationalizing.” She replied.
“Yeah, sure, that’s what they all say...” Jinx said, although her sentence trailed off as the teacher started speaking and she turned away from Soi Fon, blushing.
Soi Fon frowned again. Jinx’s behavior was...strange. She shook her head. Perhaps they had all ingested copious amounts of estrogen and Jinx was having an adverse reaction.
After the class was lunch and as they headed towards it, Soi Fon noticed that Jinx’s way of walking had become peculiar as well. Instead of striding like she’d seen the girl do before, she was now sort of mincing, taking small careful steps and folding her hands in front of her. “Jinx?” She asked. “Why are you walking like that?”
Jinx glared at her. “Do you think I’d be doing it if I knew why?” She snarled, before shrinking back a little. “Sorry...I didn’t mean to yell.” She sighed, which disturbed Soi Fon even more. Jinx was clearly a yeller and meant it. “This just feel more right than how I ususally walk.” She replied softly. Soi Fon didn’t notice, but her steps shrunk to match Jinx’s, although she defiantly kept her arms swinging at her sides.
When they reached the lunchroom, they quickly found Kisara and Tokiko, who were sitting at a corner table with trays already, talking in low, worried voices. They looked up and both looked even more worried. Soi Fon saw, to her surprise, that Tokiko was wearing the hideous uniform. “I...um...My shirt burst in last period and I had to go change.” She replied, looking away and blushing. Soi Fon sighed with relief. A rational explanation. She and Jinx went to get their food and then came back and sat down.
“No one is drinking water, right?” Soi Fon asked seriously. The rest shook their heads. “Good, as long as we avoid that, we should be back to normal in no time.” Soi Fon said confidently, sitting up straight. However, as a boy’s eyes roved across her protruding chest, her back curved on its own and she blushed involuntarily.
They spent the rest of the meal in silence, although Soi Fon was busily observing her quadmates. They were all quite well endowed this point, all of them right around the D-E range, if she was any judge. Tokiko looked to be the only one who was comfortable in her roomy uniform. She, Jinx and Kisara were all involuntarily tugging at their shirts and adjusting their pants as they tried to get comfortable.
Kisara finally sighed and stood up. “You know what, I think I’m going to go put on the stupid uniform. At least it looks like it fits.” She stormed off, grumbling, which downgraded to a hurried, embarrassed shuffle as a seam burst on the back of her tight jeans, revealing a hint of a cat patterned thong...Soi Fon blinked. Oh, wait, no, those were just extremely tight panties. She sighed. She certainly wasn’t going to give in to wearing that fashion disaster, unless something forced her to.
She and Jinx departed lunch together, bidding farewell to Tokiko, who looked a bit anxious going off on her own, for some reason. As they walked down the hall, a boy banged into Soi Fon, hand jamming into her left breast. He smirked at her and she felt the rage blossom inside her. However, to her shock and horror, it was instantly smothered by a wave of embarrassment as she blushed and bowed her head. “Sorry, sorry...” She muttered, scooting away from him, sticking close to Jinx. She couldn’t figure out what had just happened. She should have reacted with anger, but instead...She shoved the thoughts away. She was just too preoccupied with her second puberty to be concerned with fighting with stupid boys. As she walked down the hallway she instinctively made as small of a target of herself as possible, huddling together with Jinx to draw as little attention as possible. She told herself that this was because she wanted to avoid drawing the male gaze and giving them a show with her stupidly big breasts.
She was grateful to reach the safety of the classroom and duck inside, sitting down at a desk with a sigh of relief. She thought she heard a small ripping sound from her shirt, but chose to ignore it, although a growing part of her filled her mind with images of her shirt tearing open, exposing her bouncing boobs for all to see, bra snapping as she could barely hide them with her arms...Soi Fon found herself blushing furiously at the thought and forced herself not to bolt from the room to go put on her own uniform. She had probably imagined the sound in any case.
Halfway through class, her fears were halfway realized as she felt her bra snap inside of her shirt, releasing her breasts to press even more tightly against her shirt. Thankfully, there was no further ripping noise, so her shirt was still intact, even if anyone looking could clearly see her breasts outlined against her shirt. She glanced over at Jinx, who was toying with her boob length hair, carefully combing it to cover one of her eyes, so she could hide behind it. Soi Fon thought it was a good look for her. Very cute.
When class ended, Soi Fon stood up. She was surprised and a little embarrassed at how much she jiggled. Her panties were almost completely consumed by her impressive ass and her breasts were definitely starting to make small rents in the fabric of her shirt. Nevertheless, she forced herself not to go back to the room and change, although it was a struggle to overcome the nightmarish visions of her shirt ripping open and humiliating her in front of her peers. Her face darkened with a blush as she imagined boys staring at her...her...even in her head, her voice dropped to a whisper. Her nipples...Soi Fon’s now long, dark hair swayed as she hurried from the classroom, although she kept her steps small and arms clasped on either side of her breasts to hopefully protect the integrity of her shirt.
As she stepped carefully down the hall towards her second to last class, Soi Fon glimpsed red hair that was untidy, even down to her boobs. She hurried and caught up with Kisara, only to pause in surprise. Kisara was dressed in the school uniform, although that wasn’t the surprising part. The surprising part was to see her walking down the hall, blushing slightly, with a boy’s arm wrapped around her waist. Soi Fon thought about yelling, but then thought about how much that could annoy all the other people in the hallway, so instead she stepped up and walked next to Kisara. “Hey...what’s going on?” She asked the blushing redhead.
“Ummm....” Kisara hesitated, glancing at the boy.
He smiled. “Oh, I saw Kisa and I knew we were meant for each other. So I asked her to go out with me and she said yes.”
Soi Fon looked a little incredulously at Kisara, who leaned closer to her. “I just couldn’t say no! He seemed so earnest and I didn’t want to hurt his feelings...”
Soi Fon could understand that. He seemed like a nice guy. “Kisa?”
“I was so nervous I couldn’t get my name all the way out. But it’s still a nice name.” Kisara replied defensively.
Soi Fon wanted to argue, but they had arrived in the class and she sat down, not wanting to make a fuss in front of the teacher and maybe make a bad impression.
Once class was over, before Soi Fon could confront Kisara about her strange decision (although Soi Fon thought that if a cute boy asked her out, she might find it a little hard to say no), the boy escorted her away, holding her against his body. Soi Fon frowned. Well, it was Kisara’s choice and who was she to tell her she was wrong? She shrugged and headed in the direction of her final class, glad that this very strange and stressful day was almost over. She was doubly pleased to see that Tokiko was there, sitting in the back, chest resting on the desk. Soi Fon considered her own chest. That looked quite comfortable, actually. Without a bra, her chest was getting just a wee bit heavy. She sat down, sliding her probably F or G cups onto the desk with a sigh of relief.
Tokiko looked at her disapprovingly. “No bra? You really should’ve gone and put on your uniform...” She whispered.
Soi Fon didn’t know why, but the idea of putting on the uniform was repellant to her. It looked really nice on Kisara and Tokiko, but some part of her screamed every time she thought about wearing it. So she settled for lamely replying “I was too busy to go back.”
Tokiko shook her head and returned her attention to the teacher, who had started speaking. Soi Fon did the same, although she quickly glanced over Tokiko. The girl looked to have similar proportions to her and thankfully they had both stopped growing. However, she noted with some guilty pleasure that her boobs were slightly bigger than Tokiko’s. They both had long hair, although somehow it still managed to look vaguely like their hair had before, which puzzled Soi Fon a little. And their asses...well, Soi Fon felt like her chair was a lot more comfortable than it had been at the start of the day.
Once classes finished, she and Tokiko went back to their room, where they found Jinx and Kisara, Jinx now in her uniform as well. Soi Fon plopped into a chair with a sigh, then a squeal of shock as the sudden motion caused her breasts to bounce, which in turn ripped the overtaxed fabric of her shirt, revealing her large and perfectly formed breasts to the open air. All three other girls blushed furiously and looked away in embarrassment and, just like that, all Soi Fon’s resistance to wearing the ugly uniform vanished. It was suddenly beautiful, a salvation from the deep, hideous embarrassment that was folding over her. She dived for it and quickly changed, not even questioning that it came with matching bra and panties that were perfectly her size. Soon she sat down with a sigh of relief, dressed in the uniform like the others.
Before they could start to discuss anything, the door slammed open, causing all four to jump with shock and cower away from the door. “Helloooooo new Eikenites!” A tall, purple haired girl said, striding into the room, followed by a much smaller, teal haired girl, who was carrying what looked like an iPad, which she started pointing at the girls. The purple haired girl glanced down at her. “So? Did it work?” She asked impatiently.
The teal haired girl nodded. “Perfectly, as I expected.” She replied. “Chiharu’s DNA integrated 100% successfully. Their genetic templates have been replaced by hers.”
The amazon rubbed her hands together. “Eeeeexcellent, so they’re a bunch of sweet, shy, innocent sweethearts, just waiting for a force of personality like mine to come along and tell them what to do, huh?” She asked the short one, who simply nodded, smirking.
Soi Fon blinked at her. “What?” She asked, having difficulty comprehending what the two were talking about.
The purple haired one smirked and strode over, groping Soi Fon’s chest, causing her to squeak and blush. “Don’t worry about it.” She replied. “All you need to know is that I’m Kirika, she’s Kyoko and you four are now part of the Eiken club. Got it?” All four nodded silently, completely cowed by Kirika.
The two then departed the room, leaving the four to murmur about the day and their new club membership. “That was a stroke of genius, Kyoko.” Kirika said to the tealette, who smirked.
“I know it was.” She replied. “They don’t have enough willpower between them to say no to anyone. And I’ve mixed and matched several samples, so we’re able to produce multiple body types with Chiharu’s charming personality.”
Kirika rubbed her hands together. “Perfect.” She replied. “Soon, every girl in this school will be a member of the Eiken club and then we’ll rule it!” As she closed her eyes, threw back her head and cackled maniacally, she felt a sharp sting on the back of her thigh. She looked down, just in time to miss Kyoko withdrawing a hypodermic needle back into her sleeve. “Is there a wasp in here?” She demanded angrily. “Because I think I just got stung!”
Kyoko nodded, holding up a dead wasp. “Yes, I got it. It won’t sting anyone again, Kirika.” She said, with a slight smirk.
“Good.” Kirika said, although for some reason she felt bad about the wasp having to die. She was so big and scary and it was so little. She didn’t even notice as the front of her uniform started to distend around her growing breasts...

[Chris_B]

Oh lord, that is a good read. Excellent work, Pana.

[BioYuGi]

Oh this is so awesome bud. I've been waiting for this to get done, you did a good job with the gradual changes of all the characters. My favorite parts were when Kisara's pants split, and how they all started wearing the uniform by the end. I would have liked to see more of their reactions to joining the Eiken club, and maybe a bit more squishy gropy, but ending it with Kirika getting infected was perfect.

[panahinuva]

So I've been getting a lot of NSFW commissions for the last year and I finally realized I can just make a secondary account for them and post them. So if you want to see some hot, sweet lovin' (Mostly code geass becuase that's what the commissioner wanted), then take a look here: http://panighttime.deviantart.com/

They're written by me so you know they're great. XD