Hello. You can call me Morgan, LilDev, dyke, shorty or whatever you so desire. I've been meaning to try some authors note or whatever, you don't have to read if you don't want to but i'm puttin it down there anyway..
This is a story of Tsukasa. The little airhead we all know and love. Enjoy her antics... Enjoy them now... Seriously. Start enjoying them. Now.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH" Tsukasa heard the scream billowing from her older twin and jumped. Her body tingling profusely with fright. Apparently she had been so startled she managed to push herself to the floor, twisting in her soft plush blankets as her many stuffed animals tumbled with her. Slowly she groaned at the pain of falling on the hard wood, tears slowly edging out of her eyes.
She looked up to see her sisters face twisted in terrified confusion. Her eyes were wandering up and down Tsukasa's body. Tsukasa didn't understand it and called out to her sister. "W-what's wrong onee-chan?" She asked. Apparently the question had not fazed the now paralyzed older twin.
"O-o-onee-chan?" She asked, lifting herself off of the floor only to find she was standing over a foot taller than her older sister. In all her life she had dreamed of being taller than her twin, and now that it was happening she felt like she might wet her pants. With a terrified "eeep" she scurried to the bathroom, her hands flailing in terror like an inflatable tube man on steroids.
Finally she looked at herself in the mirror. She was still Tsukasa, with her cute little yellow ribbon and her soft lavender hair. But her body had changed. Her arms, once soft and plush were now adorned rock hard, slim muscles. Her stomach held brick strong flat abs, she felt them with her now calloused fingers, she could probably be punched in the stomach and not even feel it.
She screamed, her wails echoing throughout the house.
She heard footsteps trampling through the house in a quick heart pounding dash. Suddenly her mother Miki burst through the door. Worried by the scream. It took her a moment to figure out it was her daughter standing there in the bathroom. "HOLY MOTHER FUCKING GOD!" She screamed. Mirroring the face Kagami had bore just moments before.
Tsukasa turned teary eyed at her mother, scared at her sudden transformation. The bulky girl ran towards her, looking to gain motherly comfort in her arms. However she had not taken into account the height difference. As she threw her muscular arms around her mother's waist she stood erect in the bathroom, unknowingly lifting her mother off the ground as she buried her face into her comforting bosom. Her mother squirmed in her grasp for a moment, alarmed at her daughters alteration from small and soft to braud and hard.
Miki tried her best to comfort her child in the case of her latest growth spurt, she wrapped her arms around her and patted her back. But found she could not whisper sweet caring words of comfort to her child as the large girl was squeezing her so hard she found she could hardly breath much less make a coherent sentence.
"HOLY SHIT!" Came a voice from down the hall. Both girls turned to see Tadao Hiiragi standing terrified down the hall. Toast fell from his mouth as he dropped the papers he was carrying. Tsukasa dropped her mother, now, with tears in her eyes she ran towards her father. No words could describe the fear Tadao Hiiragi felt as his youngest daughter thundered down the hall, charging at him blindly, and tackled him down on the ground.
After everyone in the house had learned of Tsukasa's new form... And Mr. Hiiragi's unconscious body had been dropped on the couch... They all sat in the living room, completely unsure of what to do. Tsukasa was still giving sniffle after sniffle as she tried to calm her timid soul.
Suddenly a thought came to her head. Looking down at her tight clothing she realised she had nothing to wear that would fit her. Her clothes were riding up high and they were tight on her ample body. But in order to find decent fitting clothes, she would have to go out and get them for the right size... As such, she started to cry again. Tears falling down her cheeks as she wailed.
"What's wrong Tsukasa?" Kagami asked, her voice carrying the concern for her sister. She lay her hand on Tsukasa's back and rubbed it, trying to calm her.
"I-i-i have no clothes." She sniffled as she cried. Kagami's head snapped up, as though she remembered something.
"I'll be right back." She hollered as she left. Only to reappear moments afterwards with what looked like an armor suit and a helmet. "This was in your room this morning when I came to wake you up." She explained as she handed the folded thing to Tsukasa. She felt drawn to it, like it meant something.
Quick as a flash she had left the table and was headed to the restroom.
"Does anyone else think that outfit looked a little like the one in halo?" Matsuri asked as she yawned, still tired from her interrupted nap.
Tsukasa had finally put on the outfit, with it on you couldn't even make out her feminine physique. She turned her body, left and right, admiring the rough edges of the full body suit. But it felt incomplete somehow. That was when she looked at herself in the mirror. Her cute face seemed displaced on the masculine body.
With that she turned to the helmet, and grasped it in her hand. She watched herself dramatically, a stern expression on her face as she brought the helmet down slowly over her face. Soon enough she was engulfed within it, no one would be able to see her expression but all would assume it was a serious 'fuck you up' face that you just would. NOT. Want. To. Mess. With... Thusly... She posed.
It was probably the strangest sight anyone had ever gazed upon. The large figure in the tiny restroom, flexing and giggling with uttermost glee. "Grrrrrr." She growled as she flexed, loving her macho impersonation. She noticed then that her voice had become a few octaves lower. The helmet was providing some filter for her high and girlish voice, making it manly and deep.
She continued with the battle poses happily within her own little world. "TSUKASAAAAA!" Her mother called. Making the small behemoth jump. "Come on lets go get you some clothes that fit." She called after her. Tsukasa happily pranced her way down the stairs to follow her mother. She loved shopping.
Her and her mother were walking throughout the district. Nearly all eyes turned to the large soldier walking besides the sweet woman. She was intimidating to say the least. On the way they wound up passing a small pet shop, with a fluffy puppy on the sign and bunnies in the window, which of course, made Tsukasa stop and stare.
"Mom, hey mom. Can I go in there? Can I pleeeeaaaaaase?" She begged, lacing her fingers together as she bent her knees slightly and looked down at her mother. It was strange looking down at the person she was begging to, and the puppy dog look didn't work so well when you wore a mask.
However her plea had worked and her mother told her she could go while she herself shopped around. Tsukasa felt excitement flow through her as she skipped into the store. Making many of the people glance in horrified confusion at the macho man skipping his way into a cute little pet store.
"Hello." She spoke to the attendant, who turned and looked up horrified at the military like figure in front of him. Suddenly he seemed to shrink and tremble.
"...Y-y-y-yes-s-s?" He asked as he shook to a near vibrating level.
"Can I pet the rabbits?" She asked, tilting her head in confusion at his actions. It must be cold outside of the suit. He nodded his head vigorously, not willing to argue with the muscular beast.
Tsukasa found her way to the furry little cuties and opened the cage. She picked out a big ol fluffy white one and lifted it with both hands as she stared at it and smiled. Giggling she petted the bunny over and over, the tiny thing snuggling close in her rather large armored arms. This attracted the views of many others in the store, all watching as the giant man held the cute ball of fluff in his hands and giggled like a happy schoolgirl. All agreed, It was horrifying, if not utmost odd.
"This isn't the grocery store." Muttered a young looking pinkett wandering the aisles. It was one Yukari Takara, out shopping for the day. Her innocent childlike eyes wandered the space until they fell on the armored man playing softly and gently with the cute little bunny in his hands. Smiling, she walked over.
"Excuse me?" She asked softly, making Tsukasa jump as she set the bunny down in its cage and shut it. She turned to see Yukari, Miyuki's mother. She panicked, her body trembling ever so slightly at the fear of being seen like this. "Um, I couldn't help but see you over here, the sweet way you acted with the bunny and all, so I was wondering, whats your name?" She asked politely. Tsukasa thanked her lucky stars she wasn't recognised, but then, who would in this outfit.
Tsukasa searched her small airhead brain for some kind of word that felt like a name. Anything really, with time running out she spoke the first thing that came to mind that wasn't 'Tsukasa'. "M-m-my um John! Thats it! I uh- my my name is John? All my life people have called me John, cause, its like, my name." She fumbled, petrified as she spoke.
Yukari smiled up at her, apparently not noticing the strange behavior. She just nodded. The room was gazing in awe at the small woman that was apparently terrifying the behemoth before her. "Mmmhmmmm and exactly how old?" She asked, smiling a little wider.
"S-seventeen." She choked out.
Tsukasa jumped once more at the sound of Yukari's hands clapping together with glee. "Oh this IS perfect, just perfect." She announced. "You see, I have a daughter your age, she's in a high school around here you see. I couldn't help noticing how big yet gentle you are and I was wondering if maybe you could enroll in her school and be her bodyguard. I've been looking all over but none quite seemed to fit the bill." She explained.
She wanted her to be Miyuki's body guard? Why did Miyuki need a bodyguard? Are they the Japanese mob? How would this even work?
After not receiving an answer for quite some time Yukari decided to speak up. "O-of course I'll handle everything with the school. If you need me to i'll even give you room and board at my home. I'll compensate you beautifully, and I'll even pay to have you trained if you aren't." She said looking 'John' up and down. "I'll even have the school waive their usual dress code policy and make them let you keep your outfit!" She nearly screamed, her final plea.
Tsukasa looked down at Yukari's pleading eyes. Thinking it over as best she could. This way she could still hang out at school, and be close to Miyuki and Konata without them knowing about her change, plus she'd be paid for just hanging around with her friend. She'd even have a job before Onee-chan!
She stared at the pink haired woman and nodded. Her smile beaming beneath her helmet. She'd have to tell her mom and dad of course, but she knew they would support her, as they always had. Tsukasa would bring her things over tomorrow and get settled in the guest room on the bottom floor of the house. Yukari gave 'John' her address and proceeded to leave the store.
Tsukasa was getting a new lead on life, a whole different outlook on things. Maybe this change wouldn't be so bad after all, she thought as she scampered out of the establishment. Once again making people stare, most of which, thought they'd never see such a large man scamper.
Authors note thingie:
Okay, not quite sure how to do this so I'll start by telling you that this was fun to write, really, it was. Tsukasa's airheaded clumsy mind in a Titan proportioned body. It was magnificent. I would like to thank CJ199715 for coming up with it and requesting it, cause there's honestly no way I could have on my own.
I've been working on being more descriptive and comparative in my writings. Tell me what you think. Now, if you'll excuse this lesbian I still have a big heap of requests I gotta get through. Don't worry about if you sent me one, i'll get them out there and I honestly appreciate them. Some of the ideas you guys come up with are out of this world awesome. So goodbye, enjoy your life, and remember all you need for success is diligence and passion. And when you have enough passion you grow the diligence. Peace out and whatnot. Hope you like it and if not give me some constructive criticism. But please don't flame.