Hmmm what was that?" Kenichi wondered out loud as he walked down the street. Looking left then right he didn't see anything right away. "Maybe I'm hearing things, or maybe my hearing is getting better, could my training be paying off in other ways too?" Kenichi continued to ponder aloud as he subconsciously walked towards the area he heard the sound from. Stopping outside and looking at the suburban home in front of him he realized it belonged to Kisara. As he approached the front door Kenichi paused, it wasn't polite to enter someone else' home unannounced this he knew as he reached foward and tried the door handle. It turned freely. to be expected really he thought to himself, who in their right mind would break into the house of Kisara, only a brave son of a bitch, or apparently himself.
“UH, ANYONE HOME, HELLO!” Kenichi yelled into the house if there was an intruder he just gave himself away but he still thought it unlikely. As he searched the house he found the living room, including some strange gold idol sitting on the floor and a trail of clothes leading to the bathroom picking up the clothes he proceeded to the bathroom where the door was partway open. Looking in partially from the hallway Kenichi saw Kisara’s leg on the ground. “KISARA! Are you okay?” Kenichi said swinging the door open. He didn’t know what was going on but he doubted someone as agile as Kisara who’s entire fighting style revolved around fighting had fallen to the ground by accident.
With the door flung open Kenichi could see the entire scene there lay Kisara completely naked on the floor and seemingly unconscious. Blood began to trickle down his nose at the sight but in few seconds his instincts took hold. He looked around and didn’t see anyone else or feel and killing intent. Then he moved closer to Kisara and began checking the back of her head. He found a small bump but nothing to major. “She must have slipped…but that seems so….unlikely.” Kenichi thought to himself, it was just about then Kisara came too and her eyes opened to see the face of someone she truly had not expected. “Kiddo, I uh, I mean Kenichi, what are you, where am I?” Then Kisara looked around and realized she was still in her bathroom the last thing she remembered was, uh oh, she looked down, and yep they were still there as well as the rest of her glory she looked back up to Kenichi who was looking down smiling.
“Thank goodness your okay I thou-KA-WHAM!” Kenichi’s heart felt concern was cut off as an enraged Kisara planted her foot into his face. “WHAT THE HELL DO THINK YOU’RE DOING!!” She screamed as Kenichi flinched backwards and began spastically apologizing as fast as he could with his eyes closed.
A few minutes later and Kisara had calmed down and helped bandage some of the injuries she inflicted. “Sorry about that, I guess you had good intentions, although…”
“No, no, it okay, really I only wanted to help, I heard the crash from the street and recognized your house…I was….just worried you know….it’s not that you can’t defend yourself, I mean jeeze that kick felt like getting hit by Miu but I was worried you know cause of yomi and all, guess I shouldn’t have bothered worrying.” Kenichi began explaining but Kisara’s mind got stuck on the one part, kick felt like Miu’s what was he….no it couldn’t have. “Kenichi do me a favor wait right here.” Kisara said as she went back to her living room and retrieved her idol. It was then she noticed that the idol was gold not silver.
“No, it couldn’t have, could it?” She began concentrating again, not on anything in particular but subconsciously her mind went where it often does. It was then Kenichi felt something, a bit like killing intent in that he could only sense it but not hostile. It worried him none the less and he took off for the living room.
“Kisara are you okay, I sense something strange something….whoa….uhhh.” Kenichi was literally cut off by Kisara as she let out a yelp akin to a frightened cat and turned towards him. Kenichi got a full on look of the effects of the idol as Kisara’s body glowed silver for a moment then began to grow. She went from equal height to him to almost half a foot taller but that wasn’t the odd part. For as long as he knew her Kisara didn’t really have any assets to speak of, and if she did you would never notice them, not with the likes of Miu, and Renka around. But now it was different Kisara’s breasts were swelling larger before his eyes. They had started at a c-cup and now had nearly swollen to a D-cup. The effect was even more pronounced by the fact Kisara was still wearing her normal red t-shirt that for years now had been form fitting, alas the poor fabric now found itself strained to contain its owners new size.
“UHHH, would you believe this is a dream?” Kisara asked looking at kenichi
“No, but if you want I’ll escort you to ryozanpaku and we can have master Akisame take a look at that clearly unique statue.” Kenichi said, his eyes had fallen into a serious state. He didn’t know what this thing was doing to his friend, other than turning her into brown haired Miu, but he didn’t trust it.
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