Exclusive Story: Settling a Rivalry

[Various Inanimate TFs]

“Aha! I’ve finally found you, Mimiko, you filthy fox!” A voice barked amidst the busy crowd of a town plaza, its cries followed shortly by a bright spark of pink light. The bolt flew through the air, aimed at a sore thumb amidst the crowd. In the middle of shoppers and salarymen, a woman shrouded in fur with a fuzzy tail walked home from school. Said “filthy fox” ducked, leaving the lightning to fly past her twitching ears. The spell weaved through people until striking a shopping housewife square in the butt, the woman was left to scream as her mature curves thinned to the width of paper. Atop a pile of groceries flopped a tabloid magazine ripe for bored stay-at-homes like her, with the mother herself trapped in the cover as a swimsuit model sure to draw many eyes.

“Who dares try and ambush me?! Begone!” Mimiko fired a spell of her own, but the bolt of light was deflected in midair. It flew towards a tired teenager staffing a food truck who yelped before his body crumbled into chunks of meat that now sizzled in the searing oil of his stove.

“Fufufu, it seems your skills have not dulled one bit!” The trigger-happy mage laughed. Standing out just as much as Mimiko, another fox girl stood proudly before her. Mimiko tilted her head; the woman was familiar, yet ultimately escaped her mind. “Come on, don’t you remember me? It’s Ava, from the academy! Ugh, you always were so stuck-up, but that ends now! I promised you we would meet again for an ultimate duel, so come meet your doom!” She howled, launching another bolt from her fingertips.

Mimiko dodged with a sidle, too focused on her enemy to care much for the mother and son struck in her place. A round base rose from the pavement below the duo, fusing with their feet as its stone crept up through their whole bodies. The statue’s clothing vanished to expose their expertly sculpted bodies to the world. On the right, the boy gripped his penis to nurse a constant stream of water out of it; on the left, the mother squished her breasts which likewise dribbled on.

“Hmph, you always were posh with your magic, a shame that habit had stuck.” Mimiko fired a spell of her own, yet just as it was about to hit Ava, the woman clasped it in a forcefield to toss it away. The lightning would have harmlessly splattered on a wall, if it wasn’t for a bus turning a corner at the last possible second. Panicked consumed the dozens inside once pink light glimmered in their metal prison, none of them able to break out of the bus even as it crumpled to paper. When the light passed onto the people themselves, the greasy yet familiar stench of a burger joint overwhelmed them. While half of the passengers huddled to become the many layers of a deluxe hamburger, the rest had their skin either crispen into French fries and nuggets or crinkle into plastic packaging while their insides melted into ketchup.

“Ugh, how trashy! Magic is supposed to be a fine art, you dunce! Here, let me show you!” Ava’s retorting spell was fired with such confidence and ease it completely missed her rival, instead being aimed at a gaggle of schoolgirls watching the duel in awe. Shrieks and yelps filled the plaza as the girls unraveled into cotton threads before their very eyes. When they finally shut up, they were knitted into a bra, panties, blouse, miniskirt, and everything else to complete a schoolgirl’s sailor uniform.

“Aw how cute, I’ll be sure to wear that once I trounce you! Unfortunately, you don’t deserve to become something so pretty!” Taking a deep breath, Mimiko launched two spells at once, yet these were no match for her fellow fox, and where each flicked their separate ways.

At opposite ends of the plaza were two girls who led completely separate lives yet would be joined in the revolting nature of their new fates. By the sidewalk, a curvy jogger watched in horror as her hard-earned muscles softened into white fuzz, yet this would be the least of her terror as her body severed to a dozen pieces each shaped like tubes. What remained of the woman collapsed to the ground, the tubes then packed tight into a box labeled “tampons.” Unaware of the jogger’s demise, a skinny, sickly-looking girl sat by the shade of a tree, completely immersed in the world of her sketchbook. She was brought back to reality by a sharp pain in her chest, her ensuing scream droning out as her mouth widened until becoming a gaping bowl. Wooden walls emerged around her, leaving her in darkness and unable to even see her final change into an outhouse toilet.

Ava looked in terror at the fresh transformations. For once, she felt bad for the lowly humans—only a little, though. “Y-You wanted to turn me into that?! …That does it, playtime is over!” She poured her spirit into a grand spell, one which drove Mimiko to exhaustion in deflecting. When she did, the fireball headed deep into the park and to the backs of a couple too enamored to notice the nearby chaos. As he enjoyed his girlfriend grinding into his lap, the man felt a sharp pull from the beneath. Dragged into the bench below, his body became a liquid absorbed into the wooden boards. When only his face remained, it flattened, leaving only the engraving of a screaming face on the bench.

The woman yelped in horror, jumping back and holding into a nearby trash can. When she attempted to flee, she found it impossible to let go of the bin. Within seconds, her body wrapped around the dumpster and became one with its metal. The only traces of her beauty that remained were the image of her lips lined along the can’s lid. Though the two objects would remain immobile for eternity, the couple’s mind remained very much active in their prisons, though they mostly gagged in the revulsion at the tastes plaguing their senses, whether they be the residue of a thousand people’s ass sweat or pounds of rotting trash.

“Oh, come on, just let yourself be hit, that spell was perfect!” Ava pouted. “Getting crushed by hundreds of butts every day, or being stuffed full of garbage, I don’t know which would have been better for you!” Rage building by the second, Ava swirled her arms to prepare an onslaught of spells behind her.

“Damn, she’s good, no way can I block all of that!” Mimiko gasped; her strength worn down to a nub. “Sorry, fellas, but this bitch doesn’t leave me much choice…” Though she had grown weaker than Ava, her powers were still far above regular people. The fox girl reached for the nearest citizens, dragging them as if they were weightless.

Past the street, a long-married couple cowered with their twin boys. The family was pulled in front of Mimiko just in time for them to absorb a blow. The four’s fat and muscle turned light and airy like cotton candy, their limbs turned stubby, and their bodies rounded out and shrunk. Wrapped around Mimiko’s arms was now a happy family of teddy bears, the two larger ones having a pair of adorable tiny ones between them. Mimiko tossed the plushies, wasting no time in finding another meat shield.

Grabbed each by one hand, two women were slammed into each other to cover the mage. “W-What happened?! Ugh, get off me, you skank, your boobs are smothering me!” A stressed office lady whined; her pristine suit ruffled by her struggles. “Tch, you think I chose to be here, you hag? It’s this furry chick making a mess, let go of us, freak!” Choking the worker in titfat was a girl young enough to be her daughter. Though she looked like a student, her uniform was far too scandalous for any dress code, with a blouse revealing a ravine of cleavage and skirt showing the slightest glimpse of her butt cheeks. The women’s cries silenced once magic took the air from their bodies, removing all width from their voluptuous forms until they were flat as paper. Instead of an improvised cover, Mimiko now held a poster; it pictured the women not in conflict but relishing in deviance. The office lady stuck out a fat ass—her suit now a lewd mockery of professionalism that left nothing to the imagination. The gyaru squished her breasts with one hand and her partner’s cheeks with the other while engaging in a sloppy kiss.

For the final spell in Ava’s arsenal, a teacher was snatched from her class, leaving a dozen kids stranded in their field trip. The woman had but a second to contemplate the oncoming light before it zapped her, inflating her body with air as it turned into bright pink rubber. The petite teacher swelled to ludicrous degrees, her tits and ass appearing more as balloons that human anatomy. When her face became immobile, her lips swelled up into a plump, lubricated circle. Though they were covered by a skirt, her pussy and anus went through a similar change. “A-A sex doll? That’s disgusting!” Mimiko threw the toy away. Looking around, she found the plaza nearly devoid of more people to shield herself with. She would have to fire into Ava quick, but it would take a miracle to find an opening on the crazed witch.

“Huh, Mimiko!? Hey, what the hell is going on?!” A third party barged into the duel, a human girl whose plain looks disguised her fiery spirit. Marissa had a complicated relationship with the fox girl, first seeing her as nothing but a spell-firing troublemaker. Over time, they had warmed up into a friendship, with Marissa finding a guilty pleasure in seeing magic in action. Of course, being so close to a magic-user invariable lead to issues…

Like the office worker pushing past her to flee now turned into a lamp post, the busty schoolgirl besides which was reduced to a lump of poo, and so many others, Marissa got hit by a stray spell. Already familiar with the sting of magic rippling through her, the girl only gave an aggravated sigh before her body was coated a shiny silver and shrunk down to the ground.

“Ha, bullseye!” Ava rushed to where Marissa once stood, in her place being now only a silver pellet with a flat handle. “Ah, what a fantastic spell, if only I had saved it for you! So, was this a friend of yours? It doesn’t matter, from now on she’ll spend every day buried deep in my asshole, just imagine how filthy—” Too busy was Ava on her buttplug to notice the brewing rage in her rival.

“Ha, good riddance!” Mimiko stood triumphantly. “Now, what happened to that skank? Oh, I hope she got turned into a toilet at a truck stop, or she’s some loser’s onahole now! Or, or…” Before she could excite herself further, an electric shiver stung Mimiko’s backside. She wasted no time in lowering her skirt and lifting her tail then plunging a finger between her furry cheeks. As if her anus engorging to double its size wasn’t enough a tell, the aura of a mana-rich soul in her pucker was evident. It was a vibrant, violent display of disgust and anger, just about the funniest thing Mimiko had ever seen.

“Hohoho, this is amazing! The ‘great witch’ Ava, stuck as some wrinkled shithole!” The fox poked at her donut-like anus which twitched in desperate rage with the witch’s remaining power. “I know its duel etiquette to turn your rival back, but this is such a perfect form for you that I just can’t bring myself to it! So, welcome to your new life, Ava, I hope you enjoy eating my shit for many years to come!” The wrinkled ring froze in shock. Mimiko didn’t even need to use her telepathy to envision its pathetic pleas for mercy, so she simply entombed her wannabe rival beneath her tail. There was a lifetime to toy with the pucker, but for now all the fox girl wanted was relaxation at home.

Pacing around her duel’s battlefield, Mimiko collected some of the collateral. Picking out her favorites, she pocketed a box of tampons (they were always useful), a bag of fast food (she was hungry), and a school uniform (she had no excuse for that one, it was just cute). Lastly, Mimiko went for the one person who today hadn’t marked a permanent end to their humanity.

“Err, hi Marissa, nice seeing you today! Sheesh, you have the worst luck when it comes to magic mishaps…” Mimiko picked up a shiny buttplug, dusting some dirt from its tip and igniting an exquisite erogenous zone for the transformed girl. “Don’t worry, I’ll get you turned back in no time, you can trust my magic! Err, actually, that asshole did a really good job on you… Y-You don’t mind if we have some fun first, right?” Marissa whimpered, one part of her screaming at her friend while another begged to be used further. And what better was there to envelop her than a puffy, quivering anus?