Author's Note

New chapter and new transformation. And thanks for the wait and to Regreme for all the help.

Arabian Tones part 1

Flash couldn’t believe that this cute and sexy girl kissed his cheek. He just bumped into this girl, helped her up, talked to her and she kissed him. Granted, on the cheek, but it still counts.

As she walked down the hall, he couldn’t help it as he watched her and that bountiful ass… Not paying attention, he soon tripped and fell on his ass moments later. Groaning as he rubbed his head, he moaned, “I have to be more careful.” Rising to his feet, Flash saw that a strange, glittery, see-through blue cloth was under his shoe.

Reaching down, he lifts the piece of cloth and looks at it. “This thing caused me to trip?” Flash said inspecting it.

Something about this thing bothered him, but he couldn’t remember what. It hit him that this was a belly dancer veil or something. The question of why it was out there immediately came to mind.

“Did the Drama Club drop this?” he asked, glancing around the halls. As he was inspecting it, his phone began to vibrate. It was a reminder that he had to meet Micro Chips later.

“That’s right. I need his help to synch the speaker equipment,” Flash said to himself. Pocketing both the veil and his phone, he made his way down the hall towards the music room. As he was walking, he saw the Rainbooms, Twilight and two other girls run down the hall. For some reason, one of them looked familiar, but the only one with red and yellow hair was-.

“Wait, was that Sunset?” he said, staring in the direction the girls ran to. He knew that girls like to change their styles, but how do they get a body modification like that?

Flash just shook his head and said, “It’s probably some magic spell or something. But who was that other girl?” Deciding that it’s better not to get involved, he continued on his way, unaware of the changes happening.

As he walked, his clothes began to sag a little bit as he shrank a bit. It started out small, with him shrinking a few centimeters, nothing too noticeable, but by the time he got to the music room, he clearly lost three inches in height.

Walking into the room, he said, “Hey Micro, are you here?”

Looking around, he saw that the room was completely devoid of life. No teacher, no Micro Chips, no one was in there.

“Guess I got here early,” he said, looking around before heading towards the broken speakers. Nearing the back of the room, Flash picked up a guitar and started to play a simple song. With his mind occupied, the changes continued as his arms lose some mass as his waist slimmed down.

Flash stopped playing for a moment, feeling that something was wrong. Looking at the guitar, he thought it was bigger than this, and began to tune it. As he tested the guitar, his fingernails began to lengthen.

Taking a while to get the instrument tuned, he began to hum a little melody as his eyelashes grew more feminine.

Playing a quick note to test the small guitar, he was happy that it was tuned to his liking.

Flash didn’t even notice his voice had started to sound a bit softer as he said, “There, that’s much better.”

With the task done, he began to play the ukulele ...why did something feel wrong to him? Glancing around the room, he saw that nothing was amiss.

Continuing where he left off, his changes progressed as his hips and thighs expanded a bit. The change was subtle, going from being thin to gaining more muscle on them. As that happened, Flash’s penis was shrinking going from normal sized to small, then finally disappearing altogether. And in its place, an opening began to form in its place, Flash feeling woozy for a moment as… she… got a slight headache.

She couldn’t understand why, but she felt… lonely, like she needed someone. Someone that would care for her. No... someone to be there for her in her time of need. Someone to listen to her music and watch her dance.

With her thoughts going all over the place, she set the ukulele down and shook her head. As she tried to alleviate the pain, the clothes she wore began to shift and morph with the rest of her body. The jacket’s color began to lighten from its normal black to a sky blue, as his pants became more baggy.

With his lower body having begun its morph, ‘her’ upper clothing began to fuse. The jacket assimilated the white shirt, changing the color and breaking down the material of it. The jacket soon began to grow tighter, constricting her upper body while it rose. The article of clothing began to resemble a biker’s jacket, showing off ‘Flare’s’ smooth stomach.

With her clothes shrinking, her breasts started to expand at the same time. They started out small, an A-cup, but they quickly began to expand.

As the changes took hold of her, she could hear something very faint. She was straining herself to listen, having brushed her hair behind her ear to hear better, unaware of it lengthening in her grasp.

The pants bottoms shifted as Flare’s legs began to slim down from chunky thighs to a thin girl’s thighs. As her legs changed, her shoes’ heels started to rise and changed color from the simple black to a dark blue.

From there the shoes started to shift, losing their laces while the slides smoothed down, turning it into a slipper of sorts. As her top shrank, showing off more cleavage and midriff, her breasts grew from small A cups to perky B cups.

Her dancing had the effect of her hips and ass widening and expanding. They changed from being flat and skinny to gaining more fat on them. Even as her ass grew, her bell bottom jeans were losing their pockets as the material grew smoother and softer to the touch. In the process, the veil slid out of Flare’s pocket… which soon proved detrimental to her dancing.

With a groan, Flare couldn’t help but think this happened a while ago as she rubbed her sore bum. Rising to her feet, she saw the veil that caused her to fall and remembered the veil.

“Why didn’t I wear this earlier?” she said, bending over causing her C cups breasts to bounce a bit as she grabbed the small cloth. Bringing the cloth to eye level, Flare couldn’t help but marvel at the beauty of it.

As if in a trance, she puts on the veil on her head just under her long hair as her halter top was straining to contain her breasts. Looking around, she spotted her ukulele and made her way towards it.

“Why can’t master get here sooner? I’m, like, sooooo bored here,” Flare wined, plucking a few strings on her instrument. Sighing out loud, she began to play a simple song causing her transformation to continue.

While playing with her instrument, her breasts grew to an impressive D cup as her halter top changed to a strapless blue bikini. Even her pants started to flutter with the slightest movement as the material changed to something akin to sweatpants.

The magic began to change Flare’s watch into a fancy golden bracelet, its pair appearing on her other wrist as her ukulele’s shaft began to shrink down as it became easier to carry. Setting the instrument down on her lap, Flare leaned back as she felt something pull at her hair. Feeling around she found that her necklace got caught in her waist long hair during her dancing.

Unclasping the necklace and fixing it, her E cup tits were rubbing against the soft bikini causing the nipples to get hard enough to poke through her rather thin top. A soft moan escaped out of her light purple lipstick coated lips, as she felt pleasure from the simple movement.

While Flare was moaning, her sweatpants changed to even be more of a see through material, while her panties changed into a blue thong. As she groped her right breast, Flare couldn’t help but think of her master doing it instead of, like, her. Thoughts of her pleasing Master, dancing for master and fucking master just brought her closer to her release.

Before she could get her release, she heard someone open the door. Maybe that was master, coming to get her and end her boredom. With that thought in mind, she set her harp on the desk and dashed to the door, eager to greet her master in a way totally befitting a sexy harem girl.

Micro Chips couldn’t believe that Flash asked him for help. Well, it’s not like he couldn’t help him. It’s just that they hardly talked to each other after the banner incident.

“Well, let’s see what the problem is,” Micro said, as he opened the music room door. Opening the door, he expected to see many things. He was expecting to see Flash playing his guitar, the Rainbooms in there as well or even Flash’s group of friends, ready to pull a prank on him.

He didn’t think he would see a blue haired girl with assets that could only be in his Japanese manga wearing a belly dancer costume... A girl who was currently giving him one of the sexiest looks he ever saw.

“How may I serve you, Master?” the mystery girl said, gazing at him hungrily.

Micro could only stare as this sexy girl asked to serve him. He closed the door and looked at the room number, and it was the room that Flash asked to meet up. Walking inside again he was still greeted with the strange girl, who looked a bit sad until he came back.

“Are you my master?” she asked, tilting her head cutely yet still sexily.

“Who are you, and why are you asking me this?” Micro asked, confused that a girl called him master.

Walking forward, she said, “You came for me, and that’s all I need to know.” She stopped in front of him, showing that she’s shorter than him by only a centimeter or two.

She gently guides him inside the room and away from the door. Without any warning, she pushes Micro onto a desk.

“What is thy desire, master?” the mystery girl asked, slowly shaking her hips and dancing.

“W-What’s your-r name?” Micro stuttered, giving her his undivided attention as she danced. He stopped to watch as her hips swayed side to side and turn, giving Micro a good view of her ass and backside. Micro couldn’t help blushing as the mysterious girl danced in front of him of her own free will.

“My name is Flare Warden,” she said as she continued dancing around him. Getting a bit bolder, Flare started to draw her hips closer to his own. With their pants blocking their skin from touching, she moved her lips to Micro’s ear and said, “Is there anything else I can do for you, master?”

Micro was feeling nervous, and who wouldn’t when a girl looks like one of the animes he watches. He found it strange that some random girl danced so provocatively in front of him. But thinking of why she’s here made him think that Flash set this up as a prank.

“W-Why don’t you strip for me?” he said, thinking that she’ll stop as soon as she heard his order.

“If that is what my master desires,” Flare said, separating from him instantly and began stripping. Moving her hands to her see-through pants, she started to pull them down as he stared at her in shock.

With her pants off her legs, Flare stepped out of them along with her shoes as she made her way towards her master. Once near him, she sat herself down on his lap with her legs on both sides of his lap and wrapped her arms loosely around his shoulders.

Bringing her lips nearly inchs away from his, she says, “What else do you want? I can give anything... you... would... want...” Flare slowly pulls her right hand over his shoulder and starts to move it towards his face, moving it ever so slightly to stare into her eyes as she removed her veil showing her seductive expression in all its glory.

“I will follow any command you give.”

Her hand releases him and travels down his chest, lightly stroking him up and down.

“All you have to do....”

Flare’s hand then reaches Micro’s waist, resting just above his crotch. Her lips got dangerously close to his as she continued talking.

“...You… just… need… to… say… the… word.”

With that said she closes in on his lips, capturing them in a soft kiss with Micro freezing up. Using her hands, she grabs his hands raising them towards her chest.

Releasing his lips, she said, “Don’t be nervous, master. Just do what feels natural.” She then raises her other hand and unclasps her top from the back, freeing her G cup breasts for Micro to see. Flare then guided his slightly shaking hands to her bountiful breasts and made him squeeze.

Mirco couldn’t believe it. He was touching a girl’s chest, and it was amazing. Looking up at her, he said, “Flare, you would follow any order I said?”

She nodded and said, “Any command, as you are my master. What is your command?”

Nervously, Micro coughed and said, “I, uh, might have some ideas.”