Some things are too pure, too innocent and naive to survive that way for long. As Makoto looked at 'Herosagi', that feeling bubbled and burned within her. That's why she'd dragged the girl off to a clothing store, to set about a full and proper corruption.
"Ta-da!" Herosagi said, standing proud in the doorway to the changing room with her hands on her hips. "How do I look?"
Delicious. A snug white leotard with a boob window and a red flowing cape that emphasised her figure in all the right places. The only thing wrong with this picture was -
"It looks good... if only your chest was a little bigger," Makoto mused.
"Well, that's hardly my fault," Herosagi sniffed. Her thumbs hooked the boob window, revealing the slack. "How am I supposed to fill this out?"
"Surely a true hero would change her body to suit the needs of -" Makoto slapped her forehead. Right. The transformation pen. Actually, that suggestion could wait a little bit. "Hold on, let me show you what it should look like."
Makoto rushed inside the dressing room, and took her clothes off in record time, putting on her own version of the same costume. Kukuku! This was the perfect chance for a little skinship. Adjusting the costume, finding something that worked for her, putting her focus on Makoto's own fit - if shorter and bustier than usual - body was the perfect start on the road to corruption. Oh, she could see it now! Herosagi strutted about, having used her transformation pen to turn herself into a slutty superhero based on Makoto's own body... It was too much! Too much to deny! She could hardly wait, and so the instant that she was dressed she threw open the curtain and -
"Dum da da dum!" Herosagi cheered while keeping a young man trapped in a triangle choke. Lucky sod, getting to rest his head up against her thighs like that. "Villainous shoplifter, feel this divine punishment! The same punishment that shall befall <i>all</i> who try to pilfer a store's reasonably priced items! And their less reasonably priced items as well!"
Out of the corner of her eye Makoto noticed a couple of other young men look on at this sight and cough loudly while putting things in their pockets. Until she looked directly at them, made eye contact, and <i>fumed</i> at them. That got them to put the stuff back, promptly.
"When did you learn how to do a triangle choke?" Makoto asked.
"Huh? Triangle choke?" Herosagi said. "You know I've never been good at maths."
Must corrupt, must corrupt with immediate prio - no! No... No, the best corruptions are slow burns, you have to take it nice and slow to make sure it sinks in at every single step along the way. You can't rush these things, time must be taken to do it right.
"Oh dear, it looks like I'll be on my way," a random passerby said, hands in pockets. "Nothing that I want to buy today, guess I'll be on my way without accidentally taking something that I haven't paid for..."
Makoto promptly twisted the guy's arm behind his back, forced him to the ground, then grabbed his ankle and gave it a very, very slight <i>twist</i>. You'd be amazed at how much that hurt. The guy on the floor sure was. She took the chance to sweep the room with another Glower of Doom, and this time a couple more guys returned things they were going to 'pilfer' to prompt an erotic submission hold being put on them. Because Makoto was smart enough to, you know, apply holds that didn't involve boobs, butts or thighs. There were plenty of those in existence, you know.
Come to think it probably didn't help that she was wearing this snug leotard with a boob window. One of the few situations where she'd think that, because normally she'd be <i>all over</i> applying pervy submission holds.
Wait. That gave her an idea!
"You know, if you're gonna be a hero you really ought to learn how to apply submission holds," Makoto said. "Tell you what. How about I pay for these costumes, and then I show you a couple holds?"
"Okay, but... This thing still doesn't fit me," Herosagi said.
"Just use your transformation pen," Makoto whispered. "Look at me for a reference, and then you'll get the right idea."
"Aha!" Herosagi said, smashing her fist into her open palm. "That is a good idea! And, of course, we still purchase the costume even though I could use the transformation pen to copy the outfit, for the same reason one does not use counterfeit money! After all, you wouldn't download a car, so why pirate clothing?"
Pirate clothing? Herosagi as a sexy pirate, with an eyepatch, a weather beaten torn top, a bandanna, and snug - oh so snug - jean shorts with big black boots... Mmph! Something to try out later on maybe. Right now she had to focus on -
<i>"Yar, me hearty! I be on a quest for booty!"</i>
"Makoto? Makoto? Are you okay Makoto?" Herosagi said. "You spaced out for a minute there."
"Sorry, sorry!" Makoto said. Oh. They were back in the dressing room. She moved in for a hug and gave the girl a great big squeeze. "I didn't mean to frighten you, my mind went elsewhere for a bit." Off to treasure island, where X marked the pussy and the only buried treasure was the g-spot. <i>Definitely</i> doing that pirate thing later.
"Have no fear citizen!" Herosagi hugged back. Bliss! "A true hero knows no fear!"
"R-Right!" Makoto coughed. "Well, anyway. Why don't you try using your pen to transform just your body?"
"Here goes!" Herosagi said. "Form of... a girl that would fit this outfit properly!"
There it was. Happening right before her eyes. Her body didn't change much, except for the chest. As Makoto watched, she quickly grew and grew, her perfectly ordinarily sized breasts rapidly increasing in mass and filling up that leotard, giving that boob window an actual honest to goodness view. All windows should have a nice view, especially boob windows.
Unfortunately, this is when Makoto remembered something about Usagi in general. When she gets enthusiastic about stuff, she kind of goes... hog-wild. Rushes in. Without putting much thought into what she's doing. Which ultimately led to a slight problem that Makoto was now unable to stop.
"Uh, they're still growing," she said. And so was the material. Oh shit. Still getting bigger, bigger... Before she knew what was happening they were pushing her back, and all she could do was stumble backward out of the changing room, sprawled on her ass, as Herosagi stood inside with her hands on her hips, once again adopting that heroic posture. Though it was impossible to actually see her arms or hips with how gigantic her boobs had become.
"Ta-da! How do I look now?" she asked.
"L-Like... Like a damned hero," Makoto sighed. Well, if nothing else the sight was good. Now, to teach her a few 'holds' that she could use...
- On with the lessons!
- Actually, they're found by Erosagi and Ami... Who are more than willing to help with the corruption.
- Back to Minako, how is her hypno-stripping empire going?
- Rei is being kept on the edge.
- Something else
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