Rated:M for language and some suggestive themes

This story was an idea I got after watching the anime "kampfer" If you dont know about it watch it on sky7anime well worth it!

"I think we need to spice things up a bit what do you think, my fellow moderators?"

"Well what ever you think up will be quite amusing im sure."

"I have a great idea watch this."

Sighing quietly, resting his head on his palm, while staring out the class room window, Uzuru is completely oblivious to how weird his week is going to be...

"Damn it! I hate Friday sooooooooo much!"

"Hey Uzuru you can't complain I got school on Saturdays." Uzuru's best friend Miko replies hastily.

"Last I checked you wanted to, because you said you didn't have anything else to do with your time."

Yasuko and Yusuki just walking in, Yasuko being the smart ass blurts with a smirk,

"You two fight like a married couple, and living together doesn't help your image either!"

Everyone but Uzuru though it was pretty funny. Miko being laid back attitude-wise, chimed in.

"So whats going on guys?" Yusuki wondered.

"I think I am going to head home as soon as school is out. I feel really tired all of a sudden." Uzuru replied with a stark yawn.

"You feeling ok?" was what everyone was thinking but Yasuko happened to say it first.

" Yeah I feel fine just got really tired, thanks anyways." he replies as the bell rang.

As Uzuru and Miko walk home Uzuru feels a weird sensation come over him. He stops, putting his hand up to his head while looking down.

" You feeling alright? You don't look so good." Miko asks.

"I think I'll be fine after a good nights sleep. All these exams are killing me."

Later that night while Uzuru is in bed... He tosses and turns in his bed. Sweating lightly from all the turning and tossing he finally comes to a stop on his side, opens his eyes narrowly and looks at the digital clock in the super dark house.

"Shit its only 2. Great."

Pushing the sheets off and sitting up he notices that seemingly every muscle in his body was really sore. Walking by memory to the kitchen sink to get a drink of water like he has so many times before. To tired to notice what else that was taking place, he heads back to his room.

Saturday morning around 730am

"Hey Uzuru you lazy bastard, I heading off to school. Breakfast is on the table." Miko yells in front of Uzuru's door. Not hearing a reply he simply shrugs and walks out the front door. Trying to wake him up he shuts the door a little harder then normal.

Lying spread out upside-down in his bed Uzuru pops open his eyes slightly. Swearing under his breath as he closes his eyes and gets out of bed. Yawning and rubbing his eyes while walking to the kitchen, he notices that something is off because when he turned at the supposed end of the hallway he slammed into the wall face first. Falling to his knees and holding his nose he groans out a swear.

Looking at the kitchen table theres a bowl of soup still piping hot with a spoon unsheathed and ready for battle. Plopping down in front of the bowl filled with life giving soup he downs it rather quickly and heads for the bathroom to release yesterdays food noticing that something was up yet again because his bowel movement was a little different then the normal. Still unaware of what happened late last night he heads back to bed. He gets in under the sheets and pulls them up and when the sheets rest on his chest it felt much different. Almost like... Spending nearly 5 minutes pondering he couldn't come up with anything. Opening his eyes he sees that his chest is easily triple the size it was yesterday, he flips the sheets down...

"Holy shit! I've got boobs! What the fuck is this?" the former he screams.

Jumping out of the bed and standing up Uzuru nearly rips her pants off searching franticly for something that no longer as of last night exists.

"Im freaking out! What the hells going on here!? Please tell me this is a bad nightmare!"