Hyper Pretty Sailor Super Transformation!
“Hurry, Artemis!” Mary ran down the block, dodging panicking students and bits of flying concrete. The track star’s trademark ponytail fluttered behind her like a crimson flag, whipping around fellow fleeing members of Azabu High School as she ran.
“Why is there a demon here, now?” She asked her magical weasel companion as he scampered alongside her. She hurdled over a cowering teacher, who caught a glimpse of her panties flashing from underneath her barely-regulation-length skirt.
“They must have been drawn to the high levels of magical potential in the school,” Artemis said to her as they turned and ran down an alleyway, finally stopping in a hidden alcove. “Your classmates are also magical girls, but the demons are going to try and strike before we figure out how to awaken them to their potential!”
Mary reached into her bra and pulled out a small magic wand, brandishing it like a weapon. “Not if I have anything to say about it! HYPER PRETTY SAILOR SUPER TRANSFORMATION!!”
Time stopped for everyone but Mary, who felt her school uniform immediately start to evaporate off her body. The long-legged teenager loved this part of being a magical girl, getting to feel her tall, skinny form gripped by wild magical energies whenever she transformed into her alter ego.
Glowing with magical power, she first watched her little magic wand swell into a long, hard oaken shaft, the tip now glowing with a rainbow of colors. It spun around and, with a mighty pulse, sprayed all over her, thousands of droplets of light coating her naked body from head to toe. She leapt and spun, her body starting to swell.
Within moments, her itty-bitty little B-cups were growing into the monsters that had every red-blooded male in Azabu High School drooling over the few blurry snapshots of the strange new heroine in town. No one suspected that those Z-cup whoppers belonged to bean-pole Mary! Her hands clapped themselves over her nipples as she caressed her magical endowments.
Meanwhile, her ass was undergoing a similar massive enhancement. Her muscular runner’s thighs now supported an absolutely titanic booty, each cheek wobbling and jiggling like an entire buffet tray of gelatin, with equally-wide hips to match.
Finally, her new uniform flashed into existence as Mary’s mammarial ministrations peaked in a massive orgasm. A tight, fitted corset closed around her taut torso. Pink gloves and thigh-high boots sealed themselves over her hands and legs. A lilac micro-skirt wrapped itself around her titanic ass, while a cut-off sailor fuku worked its way around her stupendous bust line, revealing what seemed like acres of creamy breasts spilling out of the top. Her hair twisted up and exploded into a thicket of bright-red curls, cascading off her head like a massive bush.
She landed astride her thick wooden rod, and posed with one hand on her hips and another wrapped around her rideable magic wand. “Evil has no place to hide! Pretty Sailor will beat you off!”