MME: Magical Girl. Part 1

Synopsis:

Hank is looking for a gift for his older sister before she goes off to college. He finds this strange store that has an interesting-looking necklace with an orange star on it. He takes it home to give to his sister, but she turns around and puts it on him to remember her. Hank goes to bed that night and wakes up in the body of a Japanese girl who is living in Japan. She finds out that her family is gender-swapped as well, but they don't have their memories of when they were Americans. Little did Hank—I mean, Yuki knew that she was about to become a magical girl in Japan.

The mall was quiet today as Hank was running through it. He was on a mission, to get his big sister a birthday gift before she was off for college. The young man had been trying to think of the perfect gift.
Sarah had gotten a full ride to an art school and had just finished packing up the last of her things. Now all that was left was to give her a present, and a goodbye party.

As he walked through the mall, he noticed something peculiar. In a window, there was a glowing necklace, and it seemed to be calling out to him.

'Huh?... I've never seen this place before... Mabel's Magical Emporium, huh?' thought Hank.

Hank opened the door to the strange shop. The bell rang, and inside, it was like a mix between a magic shop and a thrift store. There were strange knickknacks and old books. It looked like a place you would find in an old cartoon, and it certainly wasn't a place Hank was used to seeing in his hometown.

'I've never seen anything like this place before...' thought Hank.

Hank wandered further inside until he found what he was looking for.
It was the same necklace he saw in the window. He picked it up and inspected it, turning it over in his hands. It was a silver chain with a pendant in the shape of a star. In the middle of the star was a symbol that he couldn't quite place.

'I wonder if this is even for sale...'

"That's a lovely item, isn't it?"

"Huh!?"

Hank quickly turned to see who spoke, and he saw an old man sitting behind a counter. He wore a nice three-piece suit, and he had gray hair and a mustache.

"Oh! Uh, yeah... I've never seen anything like it before."

"Well, it's very unique; I wouldn't be surprised if no one else has. Would you like to know more about it?"

"Yeah, sure!"

"That pendant right there is a very special charm. It is said that if you wear it a certain way, it can give you luck in your romantic endeavors."

"Huh? Really? Well, I'm looking for a gift for my sister; I mean, not to imply that she needs help with romance or anything! She's super popular. I wish I was more popular."

"Hmm..."

The old man stood up and walked around the counter. He reached out and gently took the necklace from Hank's hand, examining it.

"Well... I'll let you have it for the price of a single strand of hair."

"A... Strand of hair?"

"Yes."

"Like, from my head?"

"That's the only kind of hair I'm interested in."

Hank looked at the necklace and then back at the old man. He seemed serious.

"Okay, if you're sure..."

Hank reached up and pulled out a hair, wincing slightly as he did.

"Thank you, my boy."

The old man took the hair and put it in a jar with other hair samples.

"There we are. You can have the necklace."

Hank smiled and took the necklace. He held it up to the light, inspecting it.

"Thanks. This will make a great present. Say... Can I ask a question?"

"Of course."

"What's with the jar of hair?"

The old man chuckled, and his mustache seemed to wave.

"I've tried to come up with a potion to help with male pattern baldness, but so far, nothing's worked."

"Ah. I see. Well, good luck with that."

Hank left the store and began walking home.

'What a weird dude... Whatever, I have a sick necklace for my sister. She better appreciate it, too.'

***

"Hey, Hank. What took you so long?"

Hank entered his house and was greeted by his sister, a short and pretty blonde. She had big brown eyes, freckles, and a big smile. She was wearing a pink top and blue shorts.

"Oh, uh, I stopped by a shop on the way home and found this cool necklace. Thought you'd like it."

"Oooh, can I see?"

"Sure."

Hank showed her the necklace, and she took it. She examined it closely, her face inches from the pendant.

"Oh, wow... It's so pretty! But I don't know if it will go well with anything in my wardrobe..."

"What are you talking about? It's just a necklace. Put it on."

Sarah looked at him and had a devious smile.

"Nah, I think it would look better on you," Sarah quickly says, putting the necklace on her belt.

"Hey, wait a second—"

Hank wanted to stop his sister, but she suddenly became way faster and stronger than him. He wasn't sure why, but he felt weaker all of a sudden as she out-maneuvered him.

"Hey, wait!"

"Nope."

"Come on, let me take it off."

"No can do, little bro."

Hank tried to push his sister off him, but she was a lot stronger than he was.

'What the hell is happening? Why is my sister so strong? And why is my body feeling weird?'

The cold metal of the necklace felt warm against his skin, and the warmth seemed to spread throughout his body. He could feel his heart rate increase and his muscles become sore.

"Hehe! How are you still so weak, little bro? I've got you beat now."

Hank couldn't understand what was happening, but his sister had him pinned to the floor and was smiling down at him.

'Oh no, she's gonna start tickling me! She knows I'm really ticklish; I have to do something!'

Hank reached out and grabbed his sister's arms, trying to pry her off him.

"Gah! Come on, sis! I don't wanna lose like this!"

"Hahaha! Too late, little bro! You're mine now."

She proceeded to tickle her little brother, and he couldn't hold it in any longer. He started laughing.

'I have to get away, but how?'

He couldn't break free from his sister's grasp, and he couldn't stop himself from laughing, and his body felt like a stranger. His chest was feeling tender, and his crotch was tingling.

"Ugh, fine! You win, you win! Just please, please stop tickling me!"

Hank struggled but couldn't free himself. He was stuck under his sister's powerful grip.

"Haah... Fine!... But your punishment is to wear that necklace for the rest of the week."

"What? No! It's yours!"

"You were the one that gave it to me, and now I'm giving it to you so you remember me when I was away."

Hank felt a pang of guilt at his sister's words.

"Fine... I'll wear it. Just stop tickling me, please."

Sarah smiled.

"Good. Now, come on, Mom and Dad are waiting for us. I want you to tell them that I'm a strong, independent woman who doesn't need anyone's help."

"Haha... I'll tell them that."

Sarah released her grip on Hank, and he got up, still trying to regain his breath. His body was like he came from a massage session; his chest felt tender, and his pants felt tight.

'Geez!... Sarah did a number on me... One day, I'll get her back... OW!'

Sarah gave him a friendly slap on the back, which made him wince.

"Man... I thought you would get a little tougher in your teenage years, but you're still such a wimp, little bro."

"Oh, shut up..."

Hank rubbed his back and followed his sister.

'Damnit! She's such a bully...'

***

Hank and Sarah went to the back of the house, where their parents were setting the table for dinner. Their dad was a tall man with dark hair, and their mom was a shorter woman with blonde hair and glasses.

"Hey, kids. Glad you're here."

Their dad smiled at them, and they both smiled back.

"Hey, Dad," Hank responded.

"Hey, Pops."

"Dinner's almost ready, so wash up and take a seat."

"You got it, Pops," Sarah replied with a smile.

Hank and Sarah sat down at the table, and their mom placed a plate of spaghetti and meatballs in front of them.

"Here you go, kids. Dig in."

"Thanks, Mom."

"Yeah, thanks, Mom."

Hank and Sarah started eating, and their parents watched.

"So, Hank... You ready to become the man of the house when your sister leaves for college?"

Hank swallowed his food and looked at his dad with a frown. Sarah's personality was very similar to their father's, so Hank was always closer to his mother.

"Dad, I'm a guy, and Sarah isn't... Was she the man of the house the whole time?"

"Haha! When she is better than me in every sport and can beat you in a fight, of course she is!"

"Don't worry, Hank. You'll always be my little prince."

"Mom..."

Sarah laughed.

"Isn't okay, little bro!... You can be the woman of the house or whatever."

"Shut up, sis."

"Alright, enough, you two. This will be the last time we eat together for a while, so let's not fight, " their mother chimed in.

"Sorry, Mom." They both said in unison.

Their mom smiled.

"It's okay, kids. I know you'll both miss each other, but we're all very proud of you, Sarah. You'll make a wonderful artist."

Sarah blushed a little, and their dad patted her on the back.

"And you, Hank. You'll be a great writer. And I hope you can keep the family name strong and healthy."

Hank grimaced.

"Dad..."

"What? Are you the only man in the house, or do you wish to become a girl? Nothing wrong with that. I'll love you no matter what you are."

"Dad, I'm a man! Stop it!"

Their mom smiled and placed a hand on their dad's shoulder.

"Dear, stop teasing our boy."

"Haah... Well, his sister and I have been trying to motivate him for a long time."

"I don't need motivation! I'll make my own path!"

Hank's father raised his hands up in a defensive manner.

"I'm just saying, you can be whoever you want. If you wanna be a man, be a man. If you wanna be a girl, be a girl. Just do what makes you happy."

Hank's mother sighed.

"Dear, they are just messing with you. Don't mind him."

Hank looked at his parents and sighed.

'Why is Dad acting strange?... Maybe he doesn't want Sarah to go away...'

"Thanks, Mom. Thanks, Dad."

Hank and Sarah finished their food, and their mom got up.

"Well, kids, it's time for bed. You've got a big day ahead of you tomorrow."

"Right, Mom," Sarah replied.

Hank and Sarah washed their dishes and went to their rooms.

Hank entered his room and plopped onto his bed. He felt the necklace around his neck.

'Damn... Maybe I can sell this necklace online for some money if Sarah doesn't want it.'

Hank pulled out his phone and opened the internet browser. He searched for the same necklace, but nothing popped up.

'Hmmm... Maybe the pendant has something to do with its lack of information online.'

Hank cradled the pendant in his hand, and an unexpected warmth radiated from it, enveloping him like a soft embrace. As he closed his eyes, he felt the energy surge within him, a vibrant current that coursed through his veins, awakening something deep inside. It was as if the pendant held a heartbeat of its own, connecting him to a power he had never imagined.

'It feels... So nice.'

Hank felt his body relax, and he felt like someone was massaging him.

'Huh?... This feels really good... It's making me a little sleepy, too.'

Hank yawned and looked for his pajamas. He found a pair of blue pajamas that fit him and put them on. He crawled into bed and looked at the pendant again.

'I guess I'll just have to deal with this necklace until Sarah gets back from college.'

Hank yawned again and closed his eyes.

'I'm sure this won't be so bad...'

The energy was pulsing through Hank's body, and he felt completely relaxed. His sore muscles felt soothed as they started to shrink.

'Mmmmmm... This is... Really relaxing... I could get used to this.'

The warmth from the pendant spread through his body as it began to change his shape. His chest began to grow out, his hips widened, his ass grew round and perky, and his thighs thickened. His dick and balls were changing, too, shrinking and softening. His testicles shrunk inside his pelvis, and his penis became a small button.

Hank didn't notice any of this, and he was enjoying the sensation too much.

'This is the best... AUGH... It feels like someone is massaging my chest... Mmmmmmm...'

As the necklace pulsed with energy, Hank's transformation accelerated. His skin turned pale, and his hair changed from brown to orange. His lips plumped, and his face lost its masculine features. His shoulders became smaller, and his arms and legs grew shorter. His feet became smaller, and his hands became dainty and slender.

'Ahhh... It's like the tension is being drained from my body... I can feel the tension draining from my body...'

Hank's chest expanded, and his butt swelled up, filling out his pajamas. The fabric stretched over his new curves.

'I'm feeling a little... Tingly...'

The pendant pulsed, and the changes accelerated. Hank's body was turning Japanese. His hair turned a darker shade of orange, and his skin became porcelain white. His eyes became almond-shaped, and his eyelashes grew thicker. His nose became more petite, and his lips plumped up, becoming full and soft. His body became smaller and more feminine. His chest was now a perky C-cup, and his butt was a perfect peach. His dick and balls shrank and turned into a cute pussy and clitoris while his masculine hips became wide and soft.
'Ahh... So... Relaxing...'

The necklace pulsed, and Hank's body stopped changing. He was now a beautiful Japanese high school girl.

'Mmm... I feel... So... Good...'

Hank was completely relaxed. He couldn't move, but he didn't care. He was floating on a cloud of pure bliss. Soon, the necklace started to glow, and his room was bathed in orange light.

'Mmmm...'

A bright flash of light engulfed the room, and it was changing. The walls and ceiling disappeared, and the furniture rearranged itself. When the light faded, the room was different.

The walls and ceiling were covered in pink and blue flowers. The carpet was fluffy and white. His posters and video games were gone, replaced with manga, anime, and a huge closet full of cute clothes. The bed was bigger, and there was a dresser next to it. A desk with a computer was on the opposite side of the room.

Hank didn't notice any of this. He was completely relaxed and unaware. The pendant was still glowing, and a voice could be heard coming from it.

<The contract has been formed. Your new life has begun. You are now a Magical Girl, and it is your duty to fight against the forces of evil, Yuki. The other girls will find you.>

The voice was feminine and soothing, and it seemed to come from all around Hank.

'Huh?'

Hank tried to get up, but he couldn't. His body was still heavy, and he was exhausted.

'What... Happened?'

Hank was confused, but the caress of the warm air around him was making him drowsy, and he couldn't help but feel his female nipples getting twisted and teased by the invisible force.

'Ugh...'

The warm air kept touching Hank's nipples and made them erect.

'Wh-What's... Going on...'

Hank tried to resist, but the warm air was too much for him as his nipples fought against the materials of his pajamas.

'Ahhhhh... Mmmmm...'

The warm air was making Hank feel good, and he couldn't help but moan a little with his sweet feminine voice.

'Ahhh... S-Stop...'

Hank's body was responding to the stimulation, and he could feel his pussy becoming wet.

'Ugh... D-Don't...'

As Hank pleaded, his nipples became erect, and the warm air rubbed his nipples through the fabric.

'N-No...'

Hank's nipples were becoming sensitive, and he couldn't help but squirm in pleasure.

'D-Don't... S-Stop...'

The warm air continued to stimulate Hank's nipples, and his pussy became wetter.

'Ugh... Please... Don't stop...'

The pleasured moans escaped his mouth, his body started to shake, and his legs opened up.

'Please... Ahhhhhh...'

Hank's nipples were now sensitive nubs, and the warm air was rubbing them with gusto as they tented out his pajamas. The buttons of his top strained as they struggled to hold his tits.

'Ahhh... Mmmm...'

Hank couldn't help but let out a moan. He could feel the warm air teasing his nipples, and it started teasing her clitoris.

'Mmmm... Ugh...'

Hank tried to resist the pleasure, but the warm energy was relentless. It kept teasing his nipples and his clit, and it was starting to become unbearable. He felt a buildup of pleasure coming from his newly formed uterus.

'Ahhhh... Ugh...'

Hank tried to stay silent, but the pleasure was too much, and his cute moans filled the room.

'Mmmm... Ahhhh... I-I need something inside...'

Hank couldn't hold back any longer. His clit was throbbing, and his pussy was aching.

'Please... Put something inside me...'

Hank's pussy was soaking wet, and his clit was throbbing. She arched his back as the pleasure built up inside her, and she let out a loud moan.

'AHHHHHH!'

Her pussy clenched down hard as the orgasm rippled through her body, and her juices gushed out of her, soaking her underwear and pajama pants.

'Ahhh... Oh my god...'

Hank was panting and gasping for breath. Her nipples were throbbing, and her pussy was still quivering from the orgasm. She gripped her sheets and arched her back so much that the buttons came undone and her tits sprang free, the orbs bounced and jiggled while the nipples stood fully erect.

'I-I... Came...'

Hank was stunned and amazed. It was the first time she had ever orgasmed as a woman and she wasn't coming down from her high yet.

'I've never been so horny in all my life... AUGH!'

Hank was embarrassed, and she thought she was having the strangest wet dream she's ever had. She thought she could feel his nipples getting squeezed and twisted by the warm force, and his pussy was still twitching.

'What is happening to me?'

Hank was blissfully unaware that his life was about to take a fantastical turn. Little did he know, the shimmering necklace he had stumbled upon was weaving its enchanting spell, gradually reshaping him into a magical girl. As the magic surged through him, his very essence began to shift, leaving him unaware of the extraordinary transformation unfolding right before him.

< We are preparing your transformation sequence, Yuki. Be ready for your new life. Do not resist. >

Hank didn't know what the voice was talking about. She just lay there and enjoyed the sensations. Why fight her Dreams?

Hank's pajama top was pulled off, and his tits jiggled from the force. Hank moaned, and his nipples were hardening again.

'Mmmm...'

Hank was panting, and she was starting to feel good again. The drawstring on her pajama pants was pulled, and they were tugged down, revealing her brand-new pussy and ass.

'Ahhh... What a weird dream... What are you doing...'

Hank couldn't control her own body. She tried to close her legs, but they wouldn't budge.

'Ugh... Please stop...'

Hank's tits jiggled, and her pussy was throbbing. She tried to resist, but her body was reacting to the pleasure, and her mind was clouded with lust.

< You must understand this sensation is part of your training, Yuki. Do not worry. I will train you to enjoy being a woman and a Magical Girl. >

'Huh?'

Hank felt a swirl of confusion creeping in, a sensation that blurred the line between reality and a vivid dream. Her mind raced with unsettling thoughts, wondering if this was just a bizarre stress dream playing out in the depths of her subconscious—a manifestation of her anxiety about her sister leaving her alone with their parents. The weight of uncertainty hung heavy in the air, leaving Hank restless and on edge.

'This is a dream, right?... Right?'

The invisible force was squeezing her tits, and it was sending a rush of pleasure down to her clit. Then the force opened her lower lips, and the warm air brushed against her exposed clit.

'Augh... No... Please...'

Hank tried to close her legs, but the force was too strong. Her pussy was getting wet, and she could feel the pressure building again.

'No... Not again... I haven't come down from my first high!... Oh, gawd!'

Hank was getting frustrated and desperate, but her body was starting to respond. Her clit was getting bigger, and her pussy was aching. She couldn't help but moan and writhe in pleasure.

'Ugh... No... Oh, gawd!'

Hank could feel his pussy getting wetter and her clit throbbing. She tried to resist, but she couldn't, and her body was starting to betray her. She was starting to like the sensation.

'Ugh... Mmmm... Ahhh...'

Hank was panting, and his pussy was gushing. She was starting to feel good again.

'A-Ahhhh... Ugh... Don't Stop... Don't Stop...'

The invisible force was squeezing her tits, and she was starting to have trouble breathing.

'A-Ahhh... Ahhh... Ugh...'

Hank was struggling, but the pleasure was too much, and she was starting to feel faint.

'Ahhh... I-I can't take it anymore...'

The invisible force released her tits, and the air brushed against her clit again.

'A-Ahhhh!... Ugh...'

Hank was overwhelmed, and the pressure was building up in her uterus as her body was fully activated. She couldn't take it anymore.

'AHHHH!'

Hank's pussy spasmed and gushed. She couldn't control her body, and it was shaking with pleasure. Her nipples were getting teased, and his pussy was aching. She was moaning uncontrollably, and the pleasure was releasing her from her mind.

'Ugh... Mmm... Ahhh...'

Hank's mind was starting to blank, and she couldn't think straight. She couldn't stop the pleasure, and she could feel the warmth building up in her. Even though she had her second orgasm, her cervix was unsatisfied, and it ached to be penetrated and filled.

'Please... No more... I can't take it...'

Hank's body was tired and she was starting to fall into a deep sleep. It was the best sleep in her life.

'Goodnight, Yuki. Have a pleasant rest.'

As Hank drifted into a deep and peaceful slumber, the warm evening breeze that had been playfully caressing her skin suddenly faded, replaced by an enchanting stillness. In an instant, her familiar surroundings transformed, wrapping her in a vibrant tapestry of another universe. She found herself embodying the striking figure of a captivating Asian woman in the bustling heart of modern-day Japan, where neon lights danced against the night sky and the sounds of the city pulsed with life.

However, beneath the surface of this seemingly vibrant city lurked a sinister force, casting dark shadows over its lively streets. An oppressive malevolence was threatening to engulf the metropolis, and Hank, now filled with unexpected strength and determination, realized that she was destined to confront this evil. The urgency of her mission ignited a fire within her, compelling her to rise and fight to protect the very soul of the city she had come to love.