Blunder Power (Short Commission Story)

Story based on the Thunder Brothers (Power Rangers)

Blunder Power

Hunter and Blake have finally caught up with Lothor. The area is barren and devoid of any life. The perfect space for the Thunder Brothers to bring Lothor down for the second time.

“There’s nowhere to run!” Blake shouts as Hunter stands beside him, ready for battle.

Lothor turns and through his mask, smiles at the brothers. “You won’t stop me a second time. I have Dark powers that you can’t even begin to imagine! Powers that will twist you in ways you can’t even comprehend.”

Hunter and Blake throw down their hands. They aren’t interested in what Lothor has to say.

“Crimson Thunder Power,” Hunter exclaims.

“Hahaha,” Lothor chuckles, firing a single pink bolt of magic at Hunter’s feet, knocking him off his guard. “That won’t work this time, and there’s no Wind Rangers to help you!”

Hunter gathers himself and shakes off Lothor’s attack. However, he feels different somehow. Like he’s dreaming.

“You okay, brother,” Blake asks, looking back over his shoulder.

Hunter nods and shakes off the odd feeling, “Yes.” Standing at Blake's side, he assumes the pose, “Crimson Thunder Power.”

“Navy Thunder Power,” Blake shouts.

“Sky of Blunder,” Hunter continues, immediately bemused by the words coming from his mouth.

“Power of Thunder,” Blake finishes, looking at his brother utterly confused.

The pair instinctively throw their hands to the sky, and lightning strikes down from the sky with a crack of power thunder. However, usually it hits around their feet, but this time, it strikes the brothers throwing them to the ground. The two brothers shake uncontrollably as the sheer power of the lightning courses through their bodies.

“Hahahaha!” Lothor laughs, throwing his hands into the sky. “My plan worked. Power of BLUNDER indeed!”

Laying on the ground, neither Blake nor Hunter moves. Not only do they feel weakened, but they both feel smaller and light-headed. Hunter especially—unable to understand why the wrong words came out of his mouth.

Lothor folds his arms and becomes impatient. “Well…,” he booms, waiting for the results of his plan. “Are you going to get up and fight me, or should I wait until the spiders make home in my pants.”

Slowly, the two brothers start getting to their feet. Something isn’t right as they both wobble and struggle for balance. They both strike awkward stances and look down at their bodies, unsure what the problem is. They aren’t hurt from the lightning strike—so why are they struggling to even stand?

“Look good, GIRLS,” Lothor chuckles, throwing his head back in laughter. “However, you both look uncomfortable! Maybe a couple of cute dresses would make you happier!”

Hunter looks over at Blake and vice versa. Although their suit designs are the same as always, neither of the brothers recognizes the other. They stand tentatively, staring at each other.

“B-Blake..?” Hunter asks pointing at Hunter, gasping at the high-pitched sound of his voice.

“H-Hunter…?” Blake replies, touching his throat, also confused by the sound of his voice.

The brothers look each other up and down. Hunter is quick to notice how much smaller his brother appears. How his curves are more pronounced and somehow much more feminine with an hour glass figure. Blake points at the fleshly-looking mounds on Hunter’s chest and is just as shocked.

“W-what…are you looking at!?” the pair say to each other in unison, instantly looking down at their bodies to check why the other is so confused.

Hunter taps anxiously at his wide hips before moving down to his flat crotch. He squeals out a high-pitched scream as nothing between his legs can be found. His body has been transformed into that of a woman.

Blake does the same, not reacting to the girly scream of his brother. Instead, he focuses on the two large, very sensitive mounds bouncing on his chest. His suit barely keeps them contained, and with slight movement, they bounce with a hefty weight he is not used to.

“Well, GIRLS,” Lother repeats, stepping confidently towards to pair like he’s no longer in danger. “Should I wait around, or do you both need a moment to powder your noses?”

“Lothor!” Hunter screeches, pointing. “Did you do this!?”

Lothor shrugs his shoulders and stands much taller than the two confused girls glaring up at him. “Well…,” he lets out a small chuckle. “I may have.”

“Hunter!” Blake shouts, regaining his composure, trying to shake off all the new sensations his new female body is experiencing for the first time. “Let’s get him!”

“Right,” Hunter replies, forming a fist, trying to ignore the bounce of his heavy chest.

The two try to attack but quickly stumble in front of Lothor. Neither are used to their new feminine bodies and tumble to the floor face first. They aren’t used to their new centers of gravity.

“Hahaha,” Lothor chuckles only again, raising his hand to strike Hunter down where he lays

Quick to react, Hunter and Blake avoid the attached and get back to their feet. Standing side by side, they wobble for a minute before composing themselves for another attack.

“Wait, Hunter,” Blake says, stopping the attack. “Like it or not, we’ve been turned into girls. We have to use our bodies differently. We must move differently. We must act differently, or Lothor will get away.”

Hunter glances across to face his brother-turned-sister. “What do you suggest?” he asks.

“Remember our training,” Blake continues, forming a strong feminine pose with his stance. “We must focus on our strengths, not our weaknesses.”

“Blake…?” Hunter asks, watching his new sister practicing his martial arts.

“Call me Blair,” Blake replies, accepting the transformation. “I can still feel the power that resides within me, even as a woman. Accept who you are right now, Huntress.”

Hunter looks down at his hands and then holds them around the new mounds on his chest. Yes, he can no longer feel the things between his legs that made him a man, but he can still feel the strength within herself.

“Right,” Huntress nods, adopting the same feminine power stance as his sister. “Let’s take this dork down right here right now!

“G-girls….?” Lothor steps back nervously, not expecting the brothers to accept sisterhood so easily.

“Yes…?” the sister replies, standing side by side, now unshakably feminine in their actions.

“A-aren’t you angry or upset that I’ve s-swap your gender?” Lothor asks, bringing his hands up as he continues to step backward

“I quite like it..” Blair replies, slamming one fist into her palm. “I can tell my body is going to be quick and agile! Now, shut up, and let us beat you down!”

“Yeah!” Huntress seconds, pretending to flick back the long hair contained within her helmet. “We are the Thunder Sisters, and you’re going down!”