Story; Curvy Kurumu

Another short piece intended to launch a story rather than push it forward. Either way, your thoughts on this should be interesting.


It’s a funny thing, really. Almost any girl that underwent a spontaneous, inexplicable curvification would probably panic, scream, hide from the world, get angry, get sad, get <i>even</i> or any other form of negative emotion. Trick was that Kurumu Kurono was a succubus. By absolutely no means whatsoever was she just any girl! Which is why, upon her eyes fluttering open, letting out a cute stifled yawn and then sitting up into a big stretch that would have left any man witnessing it directly catatonic for about an hour, she did not scream as soon as she saw her reflection. Instead, she started to laugh.

“Oh, my goodness!” she said, pinching her arm. Nope. Not a dream. “Would you look at that? Mm! Now, that’s what I’m talking about! No way will Tsukune be able to keep his eyes off me now! No need for a charm spell with a bod like this!”

And it was certainly true enough. No way could Tsukune even think of his own name if confronted with her new outrageous figure. Her breasts were already spectacular and her figure trim, but now it had been taken to absurd extremes and the young succubus really liked what she saw. In fact, she could barely even tear her own eyes away from it! Oh! But it was a tragedy there were certain angles she’d never, ever be able to see herself from. All she had to do was get dressed…

…

Oh. That could be a bit of a problem, actually. Whatever miracle of miracles had blessed her on this day, Kurumu felt quite certain that not a single thing in her wardrobe would fit her anymore. That did create quite the dilemma, and she honestly couldn’t think of any good way to resolve it. Take her school uniform, for example. Kurumu pressed it up against herself -

And boggled when the fabric twitched and stretched before her very eyes. Seams tore themselves apart and reappeared around her back, the fabric stretched and twisted and grew all around her - ooh! - sensitive body, leaving her breathlessly fully clothed and revealing not one square centimeter of additional flesh than her normal apparel.

“How… How did I?”

Kurumu stopped and took a deep breath. With closed eyes and steady breathing she concentrated on the clothes she was wearing. It felt like a second skin. A part of her body, rather than merely something she was wearing. She opened her eyes - And her normally white jumper had turned pitch black. She focused on the skirt, and it rippled around her hips like she was standing in a stiff breeze. Her socks rose and fell up and down her long legs, leaving a feeling like a lover’s caress in their wake.

“Amazing!” she exclaimed. “This just keeps getting better and better! At this rate, Tsukune will be mine within the hour, never mind by the end of the day! He will be putty in my hands, to mould as I like, and all those other girls…”

Kurumu’s voice trailed off as she started to think about the others. Moka, the vampire that had stolen the hearts of every boy in school right from under her nose. Kurumu had always found herself fighting against that cutesy appeal, but with this advantage even Moka would worship her as a goddess. That stalker girl Mizore too! It would take but a matter of moments for Kurumu to make them all bend their knee towards her. Why stop with Tsukune, when she could so easily acquire herself a harem of boys and girls alike?

1.     There is a knock at the door, and Kurumu quickly makes her first harem acquisition.
2.     Same as above, except things don’t go quite as Kurumu thinks they will. Turns out her body is far too sensitive and she enjoys it too much to properly “enslave” anyone.
3.     Kurumu decides to take the time to test out her new powers on someone first to see how things go, and discovers she has picked up a few other tricks.
4.     Other girls have been hit by the curvy spell.
5.     Actually, this isn’t the real Kurumu at all! The real one walks in and sees her sexed up duplicate that thinks she’s her! What happens next?
6.     Something else