Story: Negima Spell

"Do you ever get the feeling weird stuff is going on right under our nose, but we keep on... missing it, somehow?"

Akira turned to look at Yuna, the two of them in the girl's locker room after a nice hard workout getting dressed in their normal clothes. What a strange question at such a strange time.

"What brought that on?"

"I'm not sure," Yuna answered. "It just kind of feels like stuff is going down, and we're just barely missing it because we're doing other stuff."

Akira shuddered. "If you say something like that, it's almost like inviting something to happen."

The two girls waited a moment, tensed up. After a brief bit of silence it seemed that nothing was happening. They let out a sigh of relief and went for the door - Only for it to be flung open as a trio of busty giggling cheerleaders strutted their sexy stuff in like they owned the place.

"Not quite what I had in mind..." Akira said. The two of them backed quickly away from the trio, who had already started on some sort of weird improvised cheerleading routine.

"Yay, yay! Yuna! Yay, yay! Akira! Don't let those bodies go to waste, wear something that flaunts your waist!"

"I mean, they're not wrong..." Yuna said, earning her a weary glare from the other girl. "What? You really should consider showing off that body of yours a bit more. It's too hot to keep locked away."

"I'm also annoyed that they rhymed 'waste' with 'waist'. It's a lazy, sloppy rhyme that - "

She stopped because the cheerleaders had stopped. Now all three of them were aiming their fingers like guns squarely at the pair of them. Which rather got her thinking: Wasn't that the cheerleader trio from class? What happened to their bodies? Why were they wearing those clothes and why were they behaving this way?

"Engweld Ranusta!"

None of those questions had easy answers. But this one did: If something magical is about don't let someone aim their fingers at you. Especially if they're acting weird. Both Yuna and Akira had pretty much the same reaction, though both dove in opposite directions as a strange light shot out, hitting the wall behind them.

"Aw, boo! Don't duck. We'll make you hot enough to fu-rget all of your worries, it's really not complex. By the time we're done all you'll think about is se-tting up your body for a really fun time-"

"Will you stop it with those leading rhymes?!" Akira said. It was pretty obvious what words they were 'intending' to use for both of those.

“Hey come on, it’s like really hard to rhyme when you cannot stop thinking about sucking a big.. hard.. Cock-a-doodle doo time to wake up from this dream! Before all too long you'll cream and cream and cream!”

This... was extremely annoying. At this rate she might take the shot if it would make these three stop their insipid, lazy rhyming and that ridiculous cheer routine that looked like a pornographer's idea of what a cheerleader does. Then again. Something had clearly transformed their classmate into this... Atrocity.

"Oh, that can't be good," Yuna suddenly said. Akira wondered what she meant - until she turned around to see. One of those beams had hit Yuna's open locker. Where she'd put her training gear. Nothing fancy. A pair of trousers and a t-shirt hanging from a rack.

They'd been replaced by... well, not really any other way to say it. Booty shorts and a t-shirt tied off at the breasts. And on top of that was her sports bra, which had been tucked away on top of a drawer. Even lying down Akira could plainly see that it had developed so many frills as to be useless. That... was a bad thing.

"Like, Engweld Ranusta!" the trio yelled again.

Yuna kicked her basketball, bouncing it off the locker at a trajectory that made it intercept the beam before it could strike. In mid-air it turned into an orange coloured dildo that landed squarely in - That must be Madoka, or her porn parody at the very least - anyway it landed in her mouth and the girl suddenly went cross-eyed.

"Mmm..." she moaned, and then fell to her knees fellating the dildo, apparently made helpless by the fact that something phallic was inside of her.

“Oh! That is so unfair, I want a dildo too!” The one with the reddish blonde hair, presumably Sakurako, complained loudly.

"Like, gimme!"

... Had their sanity been saved by a well placed basketball turned sex-toy? Well, Akira had seen stranger things. She grabbed Yuna and hauled ass out of there, pronto. Leaving the cheerleaders behind as they fought and struggled over the thing.

Alas, it wasn't destined to be that simple. Akira barely ducked another one of those beams, which very nearly hit the two of them almost as soon as they left. Oh dear. Oh very dear. It looked like those three had been <i>busy</i> out here. Every athletic girl in the school must have been hit because out here was a slutty cheerleader festival. To which Yuna and Akira had unfortunately been invited.

It was surreal seeing all those athletic girls wearing these abbreviated uniforms. Ridiculously short skirts, tight tops. All cut in a variety of fashions designed to show off more leg, more navel, more breast or more flesh in general, but all in a different and distinct way. Some were shoulderless, some had necklines that went down to their navel, others wore leotards. Some had slits up the sides of their skirts. And there was one poor girl over there who was wearing nothing but the pom poms in her hand, that she happened to be holding at strategic locations that hid everything but concealed <i>nothing</i>.

"Hot," Yuna quipped.

"Not the time."

"Well, it is!"

... She wasn't exactly <i>wrong</i> per se, but to repeat her previous comment: Not. The. Time. These girls had been transformed. Almost certainly against their will. Which meant that the two of them had a responsibility to sort things out.

"Like, hi!" one of them said. She lashed out with a ribbon that lashed around Akira's wrist. "Wanna be a -"

Akira hauled that ribbon right out of her grip and tossed her into the group standing by the door at the end of the corridor. As one might expect they caught her expertly. As if they'd practised the routine for hours. It probably didn't hurt that they were likely already predisposed to being athletically inclined as it was.

"Engweld Ranusta!"

This time it was Yuna that pulled Akira out of harm's way. There were too many of them to fight off like this! One stray shot and they'd be pornified! Akira made a mental note to herself: Scold Yuna harshly for invoking Murphy's Law on their heads!

The two of them ducked inside another of the dressing rooms. Yes, there was more than one here: As it was a very large school they had to accommodate the likelihood that several people would want to use the sports facilities. I mean, have you seen the size of their library? It's only natural they'd scale everything else up as well, right?

"We need a plan," Akira said. She leaned against the door to keep it closed. "If it was just a mob of those girls, we could probably win without much trouble. But if they hit us with that spell..."

"Then we're toast," Yuna agreed. "Hum... Ever see Shaun of the Dead?"

"No?"

"Oh, it's a great movie. Anyway, there's this one scene where..."

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Ten minutes later out in the corridor. All the cheerleaders were crowding outside - freshly joined by the original trio of transformed cheerleaders. Misa, Sakurako and Madoka waited with (master)bated breath.

"It's, like, my turn in five," Misa said to Madoka. Who was vigorously fellating the dildo. It was almost like she was brushing her teeth, the way she was going to town.

"Mmm!" Madoka nodded.

"Mmm is right," Sakurako said, licking her lips. "I, like, can't wait to see what those two look like. They'll look soooo cute in their cheerleader uniforms."

Then the door flew open. Yuna and Akira stood there. Fingers were raised, the spell lingered on their lips. Then it died.

"Like, teehee!" Yuna tittered. She had her hands tucked underneath her breasts. Her much larger than normal breasts. The girl was now wearing a pair of daisy dukes and a flannel tube top.

“Oh, like hi everyone!" Akira said, waving with great enthusiasm and a bust that could suffocate a baby elephant. She was wearing a one piece bikini that left precious little to the imagination. "Like, lucky us! Tee hee! We got hit by a stray shot that, like, totally came through the window! Yay!"

"Yay!" The ditzy cheerleaders all cheered. "Yuna and Akira, so much fun! Now share it with everyone!"

As this was still based on a manga certain conventions do still apply. In this case the dual sweatdrop from the two fake bimbos.

“Oh how lame, I was hoping for a chase scene.” One of the other transformed bimbo cheerleaders said, sticking her head through the door. “Can we like, have sex now?”

Gurk! That was not part of the plan!

"We'd love to," Yuna said. "But we, like, have lots and lots of other girls to, like, transform and stuff."

"Yeah!" Akira said. "That sounds like way more fun right now. Right?"

The cheerleaders all stared holes right through the pair of them. Oh no. Had that been the wrong thing to say? Girls like this might not take the idea of something being more fun than sex too well. In which case their gambit had probably failed, and they were about to get bimbofied for real! Which was a major pain because stuffing these tennis balls into their bras was a real damn hassle and super uncomfortable.

"Yaaaaay!" the cheerleaders all gave big high kicks, with incredible enthusiasm. This was somewhat distracting, not least of which because half of them were wearing some kind of thong under their skirts, the other half? Well crotchless or string panties were the better results there!

"Come on girls let's have some fun! Let's bimbofy everyone!"

Akira grit her teeth and stared daggers at Yuna, as the pair of them were promptly surrounded on all sides by horny ditzy bimbo cheerleaders and guided out of the corridor. Yuna shot back an apologetic look - but somehow Akira knew that she was secretly having a lot of fun right now. Almost as much as these cheerleaders were! Brilliant idea Einstein! What's next for an encore? Point fingers at themselves and cast the spell?!

But of course she didn't yet realise that things were about to get even worse for them.

1. Mana shows up and shoots them off into the future.
2. Sex toys get distributed!
3. The first time they use the spell, it feels good. Intoxicatingly good.
4. Haruna has been watching, and Haruna... sees right through them.
5. Something else