Story: Destiny Temps

Shinobu Miyake was a simple girl, who wanted to live a simple life. Settle down with a nice boy. Raise a nice, ordinary family. Be a housewife. Maybe get a career, since more and more women are doing that in this day and age, meaning it was becoming the new normal. That sounded nice. That sounded exactly like what she -

"Help! Help! Won't someone help?" a voice in distress called out. "That man stole my purse!"

Ignore it, ignore it, ignore it, ignore it, that's not your problem that's not your - Ugh! That kind of thought process was making her feel really guilty, especially since it was a sweet old lady calling for help! Nobody else was doing anything. Behold the bystander effect in all its glory(or rather, horror). If nobody makes the first move, then nobody else will do anything as it's not their problem.  Yesterday had been humiliating enough, she couldn’t transform into that insulting, slutty, exposing, cute, sexy, fun costume again! Even if it gave her super powers and felt really good to use!

"Haha! Now I can use this money to buy the services of a fancy lawyer, who will surely be able to overthrow that restraining order!" the purse snatcher declared quite loudly, for reasons unknown to man or God.

Well that tore it, an asshole like that needed to be put in his place right away.

<i>"Harem Sparkle Change!"</i>

The feeling was as exhilarating as it had been the day before. The power rushing through her veins, the release of magic flooding her arteries. Her clothes changed around her into that stupid sexy exposing comfortable cute fun costume once again, with Shinobu making weird movements of her body almost like she was barely resisting the urge to do a striptease right there out in public where anyone could see her.

Then, when it was all over, she gave a cute salute and the words "Sparkling Harem Girl Shinochan is here to save the day!"

“It’s that cool magical girl from yesterday!” An elementary school girl said.

"Oh wow, I thought you were making that up," another said. "She's even cooler than you said she was!"

"Pardon me Miss," the purse snatcher said. "You don't mind if I take a picture do you? My daughter's a big fan of yours, it would mean the world to me if we could get our picture taken together. Plus it would give me an excuse to get past that restraining order my ex-wife threw at me!"

"Oh, well! Of course!" Shinobu said“. "I'll even throw in beating up the bad guy while I'm at it."

"Yeah! That's the stuff! She's really into -"

Snap. Someone took a picture right as Shinobu slapped on a cobra clutch (for those not in the know, she hooked her right arm underneath the purse snatcher's right arm, put that hand on the back of his head and then put her left arm in front of his head and grabbed hold of his right hand and pulled it across his throat. This is a really nasty, painful blood choke that should *not be done at home*) and made this bitch tap out like the total bitch that he was.

"Here's your purse ma'am," Shinobu said while standing on top of the unconscious purse snatcher's back.

"THank you young lady," the old woman said. "Now, oh dear, the wind seems to have stolen your jacket. You be sure to wrap up nice and tight now, wouldn't want to catch your death of cold."

“Don’t worry, this is a perfect blend of magic and alien technology. I’m perfectly toasty!” Shinobu gave a peace sign, winked, and a heart popped out from behind her.

"Ah, right. That would explain why that slutty alien Princess goes around galavanting in a bikini even in the dead of winter..." the old woman said. "Tsk, lucky. If I could go around dressed like that then I'd have had no problem finding a husband or twenty."

Getting out of this conversation was now her number one priority. "Well, take care citizen! Dastardly fiends are afoot, and they want to steal your purses!"

"Help, my panties have been stolen!"

"Also, apparently, your underwear," Shinobu said through grit teeth. It was happening again. Just like yesterday. Problem after problem, compelling her to remain as this... this scantily clad superhero trying to help people. This wasn't ordinary. It was weird. It was - "Hold fast, perverted thief! Feel the wrath of all womankind!"

It was so much fun! In no time at all she'd caught sight of the panty thief hopping across the rooftops, a diminutive figure with a handkerchief wrapped around his face and a bag larger than he slung over his back.

"Stop, pilferer of panties!" Shinobu yelled, landing in his path and holding out her hand. "You shall not get away with this!"

"Oh, why me?" the little old man sniffed. "Why should I be the panty thief you're after."


"You were yelling 'what a haul, what a haul, sweeto, what silky darlings I have acquired'."

"Oh, that?" the old man said. "That was just an old folk song that I was singing."

The look that Shinobu gave him was so flat that the second dimension called, asking for advice on how to up their game. She reached out to grab hold of the old man - but suddenly he wasn't there anymore. Shinobu felt a pipe strike the back of her head, and then a hand flipped up her skirt causing a huge gust of wind!

"Nice!" the old man said, licking his lips. That - that scoundrel! Nobody but Ataru was allowed to see that! The thought passed by so fluidly that Shinobu didn't even acknowledge it as strange, largely because of how damned angry she was now. "Listen girl, I don't have time to play. Why don't you take on my two disciples instead? They're more in need of the training! Genma, Soun!"

Suddenly, two younger, but still older than Shinobu, men appeared, albeit with great reluctance. They were wearing the same kind of attire that the old man had, but their body language was practically screaming 'save us, please, we don't want this any more than you do'. In all honesty Shinobu felt sorry for both of them. One was wearing a white gi and thick pair of glasses, the other a dark gi and had long hair that went half way down his back.

"Tendo, how did it come to this?" the one wearing glasses said as he reluctantly went into a battle posture. "Beating up some young girl."

"My youngest was talking about her last night," the man with long hair said. "Some sort of superhero that appeared out of nowhere. She was hoping to be a hero like that when she grew up."

Guh, what was she doing to the next generation? Anyway, this was a bit more than she signed up for. These two were moving like martial artists, and Shinobu was merely a superpowered ordinary girl with no real fighting training to speak of. Would her enhanced strength be enough to -

"Hyaaaa!" both martial artists yelled.

"Eeeek!" Shinobu yelped, and then suddenly there was a hammer in her hand which she used to knock them overhead where they landed right onto <s>Happosai</s> the mysterious unknown old man.

"Ah, Saotome! Could it be?"

"Yes, Tendo, it seems that it is! The old Master is... out cold!"

"This is our chance! For the future of the Anything Goes style!"

Then the two of them grabbed the old man, tied him up in robe and scarpered off to the nearby mountain so fast they left a dust cloud. Well, at least they left the underwear behind? It had landed on the street below, so Shinobu hopped down to retrieve it before some other pervert found it, and then she heard a sound that she dreaded more than anything else.

"No way, is that Shinobu?"

The sound of being recognised by someone she knew.

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Ryuunosuke Fujinami's fate is quite an unusual one, all truth told. A pretty young girl, compelled by destiny (but mostly her insane father) to behave and dress like a pretty young boy. All truth told though, it wasn't the skirts that she really wanted. It wasn't the bras or the cute blouses. Give her the chance to wear them, and it would feel <i>wrong</i> to her. Sort of the same way it would feel wrong to most guys. You know? Societal expectations make it feel kind of weird, right? Same with her. Point is, it's not really the clothes that she wants. It's the same thing most transgender people are really after.

Recognition. She was a girl in body and in mind, but not in behaviour or appearance. It's an interesting dichotomy, isn't it? Kind of makes you think about the subject of transgenders from a different perspective than normal. So put it like that - she identifies as a girl. She wants <b>other people</b> to also identify her as a girl. The happiest she'd ever been was that one time when a total stranger asked her for directions and said "hello miss".

But now, unknown to her, Ryuunosuke's destiny had changed. She'd be identified as a girl alright. She'd get what she wanted. She'd get a whole lot more than that as well besides. And it all kicked off while she as out grabbing the groceries because her old man was too lazy to do anything but make sure that there were no bras, skirts, panties, or magical girl comics in their house.

"Man, there's gotta be some way I can be more feminine," Ryuunosuke was grumbling to herself. This would be a tough sell, given that she was wearing a jacket with the word 'boy' on its back and a pair of jeans. She had her hands tucked into her trousers, and the bag of groceries swinging carelessly around, the handles wrapped around her wrist the same way that a guy would carry them. "What I really need is a better role model. Ran's a bit too weird, Sakura's really feminine but the guys won't leave her alone long enough, Lum's an alien..."

Then, out of nowhere, a bag dropped out of the sky, shortly thereafter followed by the paragon of femininity. Dropping in, as if from heaven, as if answering Ryuunosuke's request. Rays of light surrounded her, doves scattered around her, and Ryuunosuke could swear an angelic choir was playing as she landed.

Actually, by <i>sheer coincidence</i>, this encounter happened right as a choir practise was going on in a nearby building.

In any event, this was it. This was her new role model. This was the one who would guide her to new heights in understanding how to act like a woman. This was... "Now way, is that Shinobu?"

The girl damn near jumped out of her skin, then turned to look at her. Then, after a moment, she gave a really smart salute. Ryuunosuke took a mental snapshot - must practise salute later!

"Shinobu? Who me?" the girl said. "No, no! I am Sparkling Haremgirl Shinochan! Teehee! You must have mistaken me for someone else!"

Right. Well then. "Really? You look just like her," Ryuunosuke tilted her head. "Just a perfect example of everything great about bein' a girl!"

"Oh, a girl like you is -" Shinobu began, but then cut herself off. "I mean, never mind! There is justice to fight for!"

Right. Sure. This wasn't Shinobu. Ryuunosuke's next moves would be to get down on her hadns and knees, and then - "Say, what's in the bag?"

"What bag?"

"The bag you're holding," Ryuunosuke said, pointing directly at the bag, which Shinobu then quickly hid behind her back. Huh. Funny. She'd only asked out of curiosity, but the fact that she didn't want it known what was in the bag made Ryuunosuke <i>need to know like she needed to draw breath.</i> "Let me see that."

"No! You can't!" Shinobu yelled, and then jumped back about five feet. "You'll get the wrong idea!"

Before Ryuunosuke could push the issue, a hook flew out of nowhere and snagged onto the bag, hauling it out of her grip. Looking up, Ryuunosuke saw a group of hooligans wearing masks. Five in total, all with different heights and body types.

"Fufufu!" the five boys all cackled in unison, and then adopted a goofy pose. "Sparkling Haremgirl Shinochan! Our boss, the mighty and powerful Soban, is more determined than ever to have a girlfriend!" The five then quickly shifted between numerous daft looking group poses in quick succession. "Surrender at once, and we'll return your... collection of underwear?"

"It's not mine!" Shinobu protested. She stomped her foot and left a nasty hole in the pavement. "I mean, I’m not a pervert who collects underwear! An evil panty thief stole it and… uh…”

“Is that for me!?” Ryuunosuke said, hearts in her eyes. Oh, what a wonderful and thoughtful role model she'd discovered!

"No, it's not for you!" Shinobu said. She took a step - just as a cat ran out in front of her, causing her to trip and toss something over towards Ryuunosuke. A pen? It flew through the air, and landed in her outstretched hand -

"Ryuunosuke! Don't say the words Harem Sparkle Change, no matter what!" Shinobu pleaded.

"Harem Sparkle Change?"

Power flowed through her after saying those words. Womanly power. It left Ryuunosuke feeling dizzy, spots in front of her eyes. Then before she knew what was happening she was wearing the same kind of cutesy clothes as Shinobu. A super short frilly skirt, a tube top made of ribbons and a tiara on her head. Oof, high heels as well, but somehow she didn't feel off balance like she normally did whenever she tried wearing these things. Ryuunosuke did her own version of Shinobu's cutesy salute.

 "Burning Haremchick Ryuchan, reporting for duty!"

1. Lum and Benten are engaging in some pillowtalk.
2. Shinobu tries really, really hard to not get Ryuunosuke any further into the magical girl hole
3. The next day, Ataru and Ryoko make their relationship more solid.
4. Sakura continues working over Asuka
5. Ataru and Lum meet up at home. Both trying really hard to hide form the other that they had sex with other people. Somehow Ataru’s parents can tell exactly what’s going on.
6. Something Else