Omega Zeta Kappa 21: χ

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It was surprisingly intimidating to be in the high council's meeting room at all, let alone standing on one side of the circular table they apparently used for official meetings while three of its members sat on the other: Rich directly across from them, reclining on her chair with her legs crossed out in front of her, resting one foot on the table and the other over that one's ankle; the other two girls flanking her. Nick's poker face in this situation was holding up fine, but Pierce was definitely too nervous to bluff if they asked certain questions.

"...So this idiot dug the potion out of my backpack while I was in the restroom, and chugged it before I even got out, and now here we are."
"I, uh, heard what you guys were doing, and really wanted in on it!" she said. "I thought, maybe, going ahead and taking the potion ahead of time would show how serious I was?"
"Pierce isn't exactly the kind of person who thinks through the consequences of actions before taking them," Nick added to this.

Rich nodded, dropping her feet to the floor and sitting fully up. "Very well, then. As someone who knows her, do you feel strongly enough that miss Pierce will be a good fit for our sorority? Enough to consider it an official recommendation?"

"Sure? I mean, at least as much as I am, anyway," Nick said. "She's impulsive—obviously—so I guess that could cause some trouble."
"But only the kind we'd want anyway, I bet," Myla said. "Tielo?"
"While that didn't sound like a glowing endorsement, it's still good enough for me," the fox-girl said. "But!" she held up a hand with the index finger up, interrupting Pierce before she could start thanking them. "All would-be members of our organization must undergo a trial, and I am the officiator of said trials. It simply wouldn't be fair to admit you without putting you through something."

"I agree," Rich said. "You have something in mind?"

"Weeell."

She gave Pierce a big smile with her mouth open just enough to show some vulpine fangs, a surprisingly scary expression for as small and cute of a girl as she now was. "You wouldn't have just wanted to join us because you heard our house was full of attractive young women, and it wouldn't be difficult to be male around them most of the time thanks to Flynn and Holli's efforts...would you?"

"Uh..n-no, no way. I-I mean of c-course not! D-definitely," she stuttered, unconvincingly. This was pretty much exactly the kind of question Nick had been afraid of.

"You have to understand that the majority of our members, including your friend Nick here, had to face the decision of whether to become young women possibly indefinitely, or at least for quite a while, barring some mid- to high-powered magical help. Being able to change back so freely was an unexpected gift from Azoth—which it wouldn't be wise for us to spread beyond our organization, or take for granted in general, in my opinion. If you want to stay with us—then you retain that form until this weekend. Let's saaaay...midnight, the end of Saturday."

"Oh!" Myla chimed in. "And, you come up with a feminine name for yourself, and use that 'till then."
"That seems fair," Rich concluded. "Of course, we don't intend to force you to stay that way no matter what. If you don't want to undergo this trial, then we can allow you to change back immediately. I'll even help you do it myself. Myla?" The catgirl nodded her assent also.

"Soo, do you agree?" the Neko continued, to Pierce. "If you do join us, we'll give you all the same help adjusting to that look that everyone else got, naturally."

"...Y..yes!" she said after a brief hesitation, nodding. "It'd totally be worth it, to stay like this for the rest of the week. I mean—um—maybe I'll even find out I like it, right?"
"One can always hope," Rich said, giving an approving nod. "With that settled, we also need to arrange accommodations. Your room has a free slot, doesn't it, Nick?"
"Yeah," he nodded, already knowing where this was going.

"Then it would only be sensible for your friend to join you there, at least during her trial period. But it would be terribly awkward if she had to room with a male, while stuck female. And there is the small matter of your mishandling sorority property to account for in the first place. Whether intentional or not, you allowed something fairly expensive to fall into the hands of someone it wasn't intended for."

"Yeah, that's fair," he said. Even if he wanted to bluff that it was an accident on his part, Rich was not the kind of person he'd ever want to argue with.
"Well, as far as I'm concerned, you can make up for it—and make things less awkward between the two of you anyway—by actually drinking an equivalent amount to what you 'misplaced', and then sharing in your friend's trials, including adopting a feminine name of your own. Is that sufficient penance?" This was directed not to Nick, but her fellow council members.

"I think that works," Myla said, nodding.

"Agreed," Tielo said. "Although—as with Pierce here, you don't have to go through the trial if you don't want to stay with us. You're free to leave too, if you don't take any more potion with you."

He sighed. "You know I don't want that."

"Nevertheless, it's important that you have a choice in the matter," Rich said, reaching a hand under the table. "So?"

"I'll accept the punishment."

"Good." She, of course, just so happened to have a bottle with her, and handed it across the table at him. "You won't mind drinking it in our presence, to assuage any concerns of your losing it again?"
"Yeah, it's whatever."

Nick took the potion, unscrewed the top, and tried to drink as much of it as he could. It tasted unbearably bitter, so he couldn't get down as much as he'd hoped at first, and after swallowing couldn't suppress a slight "Ugh" sound and a wince from the unpleasantness. Worse still, unlike most people, he seemed susceptible to its effects immediately instead of with an intervening delay: There was a strange twinge between his legs, a distinct sense of motion down there, that let him know it was already starting to happen.

He took a deep breath and let it out, willing that thing to just stay put for a second until he could finish drinking. There was somewhat of an illusion that this worked, as the sensation got slightly weaker, but didn't completely stop. Then he drank more of it, managing to get about half of its original volume. Now that he was mentally prepared for the awful taste, Nick was able to bear more of it—although some slight complexity he hadn't noticed in the first sip might have helped him along. It seemed a bit less like the pure bitterness of some kind of poison, and more flavorful, like an excessively dark chocolate or strong coffee.

"Nngh.." a slight grunting sound came out as he felt like he had to strain harder to keep the shrinking down betwen his legs to a minimum, and despite the effort he could feel the sensation getting stronger. There was a tingling down there that seemed to quickly be joined by a slight jolt racing down his spine, making him shudder slightly. Pressing on, Nick chugged the rest of the potion in one go, even as the tingling spread out from his spine to the rest of his torso, then raced up his neck to his face and down past his hips to his legs. The flavor was even more chocolatelike than before, even gaining a faint hint of the sweetness that was supposed to make dark chocolate enjoyable—but he couldn't really enjoy it, as focused as he was on keeping his body from changing too fast.

Dropping the bottle (which was, thankfully, not fragile or anything), he said "'Scuze me" before quickly turning around and booking it out of the room and to the nearest bathroom, shutting and locking the door behind him. It was a good thing he'd spotted it on his way to the council's meeting chambers!

Still trying to hold on against the rush of tingling, and a very distinct tugging sensation now present between his legs, Nick turned around to face the mirror. The change was quite visible already in the complete lack of facial hair, and of body hair across his arms; there was an overall soft, smooth quality to his complexion that had definitely not been present before. The expression reflected back at him was a focused grimace, but with some obvious redness to his cheeks. Trying to hold back this change, whether it was working or not, was a profoundly uncomfortable feeling, so he took in a deep breath, and finally let go.

"Hhhhhhfffh..." As he exhaled, Nick felt a slight pressure all across his body, including his face, and could see his frame instantly starting to get slimmer and softer, his face smaller and rounder, his adam's apple vanishing from his neck. Also, of course, the tugging between his legs gained significant strength, developing into a sensation of slipping away that caused him to inhale a gasp almost as soon as he'd let the air out, the slight redness to his cheeks brightening into a full-on blush.

The air from the gasp came out in a strange soft cry, an "Aaa~aaah..!" that started out in the voice he'd grown used to over the past few years before suddenly, abruptly shifting halfway through into something completely unfamiliar. "Aah, mm~mmmnnnh..!" This new voice came out again as Nick felt his manhood melting away, giving ample opportunity to appreciate it: It was still deep like his previous, male bass tones, and yet it was intensely feminine: a low, mature alto that could only belong to...a woman.

"Nnnnhh..a~AAH!" At this point, Nick's sex fully changed, and she discovered that her voice could now also let out a high, cute cry well outside of her previous range. She was then immediately assaulted by a strange, powerful fuzzy sensation down there, even as she felt a slight upward push toward the pit of her stomach as the rest of a girl's 'equipment' swiftly grew into place. That same adorably high tone came out of her lips in a helpless "Aaa~aahhnnnn...!" which it took all of her willpower to keep at a low volume as she wobbled unsteadily on her legs.

"Mm—mmnnh..!" The deep alto came out again as she fought to keep her mouth shut and her voice quiet. Not only was that sensation making her heart race, her face flush, and her legs weak, but her balance was also shifting due to the steady outward push of her hips, driving her upper legs apart as her thighs grew a bit thicker and plumper, and her bottom spread out behind her. After wobbling around some more, the new girl stumbled back and hit the door, just hard enough to make a slight thump as her back landed against it. She fumbled her hands back behind her to push against it and keep herself upright even as some high, girlish "A-ah, aa-ah, aa~aah.." sounds came from her lips in between gasps for air.

Despite gaining a very slender, feminine frame, including slim arms and legs and a soft, round, cute face, Nick hadn't lost any height at all so far. And even now, as the shift to her lower body slowed to a halt, she felt herself not growing smaller, but rather stretching upward. The bathroom sank around her as her height rose up a few inches. "MnnNNnhh.." At the same time, her clothes were already changing, her underwear shrinking into a pair of tiny boyshorts that held snug around her wide hips and flat groin while her pants quickly became shorter and shorter until they had exposed most of her thighs, and what was left shrank tight around those same features. Her shirt was also pulling itself a bit closer around her narrow shoulders and slender waist, and...her chest was staring to tingle again.

"Hffh, fhh..oh, great," she mumbled softly between panting for air. Just when the intensity of the change had ramped down, Nick's heartrate was picking up and her face getting hot all over again. Pierce had definitely had a...reaction to growing boobs too, she realized, as she felt them starting to swell forward.

The new girl found the two small bumps incredibly sensitive to even the motion of the shirt against them caused by their growth. "Mmnh..nnngh..." Paralyzed by a resurgence of fuzzy feelings deep down, she slumped back against the door again and squirmed around slowly. "Nnh, aa~aah...!" It was true, of course, that this felt pretty good. Nick felt like she was only restraining herself from fully enjoying it out of embarrassment, a strong desire not to be heard. "Aa~aahnn..." That effort notwithstanding, the soft sounds she was making betrayed just how intense..and how pleasant...this feeling was.

A quiet, deep, "O-oo~ooh..." slid out of her lips as her breasts, already a match for Pierce's in size, only continued to steadily grow larger. She'd experienced...pleasure...as a guy before, of course—who hadn't, one way or another, during adolescense? This was completely different, and at least for the moment, seemed to be on a completely different level. "Aah...hff...mnnnh..." She was starting to give in, she realized, but..what was wrong with that? Why, exactly, had she wanted so badly to stay male in the first place? If the increasingly gorgeous, curvy body she could see reflected in the mirror wasn't enough of an advantage...how about this feeling? "Oo~ooh..." The ability to..have it...practically any time she wanted?

"Mnnnh...hfffh.." Nick's eyes fluttered shut as she felt herself sliding down onto her knees. The slow, steady push of growth from her breasts incapacitated her for a moment longer, making her let out quiet, high "Aa~ah" and low, sexy "Oo~oh" sounds periodically, until finally they had attained their full, enormous size, straining the material of the tight shirt around them as they heaved in and out with her breaths.

"Ha~aah...hffh.." She pushed herself back up to her feet, opening her eyes and blinking a couple of times in the mirror. Even though she was trying to get a good look at the newly-expanded bosom, the first thing that caught her eyes were—her eyes. They'd turned an extremely bright pink all of a sudden, so bright that they almost seemed to glow. Not to mention, her shirt and her shorts had each taken on a pink shade of their own as if to emphasize those eyes. "Whh...hhff..what the..? Mnngh..!"

Her expression of confusion was interrupted by a strange sort of forced tensing sensation from her arms, legs, and torso, like most of her muscles were briefly stretching or contracting; it gave way to a brief, somehow not unpleasant burning sensation, and in the mirror she could see the rapid appearance of muscle tone, including some abs appearing on her belly—which was exposed seemingly due to the growth of her breasts pulling the shirt partway up off of it.

"Hhhfffffffh..." When that ended, and she let out a soft sigh of relief, Nick suddenly found her hair exploding out from her scalp, near-instantly growing some long bangs, much longer locks to frame her face, and even longer ones in the back. In less than a second, an absolute river of deep brown, voluminous hair spread out behind her, its tips reaching the backs of her knees despite how very tall she'd become.

"Aah, what the heck?!"

"I-I mean, the neon pink eyes are one thing, but this hair looks like a giant pain to maintain," Nick said quietly, still trying to get used to the new tone of her voice. It did have a certain beauty to it...as did the hair, the thought came to her while she put a hand through some of the cape spreading out along her back. And it was soft, too—but still definitely an annoyance. "Ugh...it's, probably not against the rules to get it cut, at least..."

After pulling her shirt down as far as it would go (which, annoyingly, still left about an inch of her waist exposed), and making sure she'd caught her breath, eliminated most of the blush from her face, and...that her legs were strong enough to walk again, the new girl opened the door and went back to the council's meeting chamber.

"Hey...I'm, still Nick," she said as she came in. "Sorry about that..."
"It did come on awfully fast for you," Rich said, nodding. The two animal-girls, still at her sides, also seemed to have sympathetic expressions on.

Pierce was a little less understanding. "What th—no fair! How come you're still so big!?" she huffed, putting her hands on her hips as she looked up at the now-even-more-taller-than-her Nick.

"Hey, it's not my fault—I dunno how magic works."

"Speaking of, that's a lovely shade your eyes have taken on," Rich interjected. "Matches well with your outfit."
Feeling a blush rise to her cheeks, Nick just mumbled, "Uh-huh.."

"Anyway...is 'Nikki' feminine enough for you?"

Rich nodded, "Certainly. And your friend here decided on 'Perri' while you were away." A brief glance the short redhead's direction found her nodding, though still looking upset at what she perceived to be Nikki getting what she considered incredibly good luck with her girl-form.

"'Kay. I guess I'll help her move in, then, unless there's anything else?"
"Nah," Myla said, "We'll dig out her room key while you're away."

"Actually—here." Rich casually tossed something Nikki's way, which she instinctively caught before knowing what it was.

Examining the object, she thought: I didn't know credit cards came in this color.

"Buy yourselves some appropriate wear and other essentials. Simply slide it under my door when you're done," she continued without a pause. "Just be aware that I'll know what you bought with it."
"Y-yeah, thanks..we'll be responsible," Nikki said, thinking: Anyway, I will.

After the slightly embarrassing experience of learning their new sizes and buying women's underwear, they hit another store Nikki had only ever glanced at the window to to get some outerwear. She had just finished picking some shirts, shorts, and pants that seemed likely to be comfortable and started toward the fitting room when Perri got in her way.

"Hey, you're not getting away with an all-tomboy wardrobe while I'm stuck in a frilly dress!"

"Okay, first: You're not stuck, you can buy whatever you want; second: it's your own stupid fault."
"W-well, I still had to walk around in a skirt for the last two hours. So..!" The short redhead pushed a knee-length skirt and blouse at her, and Nikki just took them with a shrug.

"Fiiine."

She tried on everything else first, then came out of the fitting room in Perri's outfit after finding out it fit her perfectly. Apparently her new roommate had bothered to memorize her measurements, too...or just gotten lucky. She soon found Perri wearing a new dress of her own. Sizing the tall brunette up, she said, "Well, you look good in it..no surprise there. How do you like the skirt?"
"I dunno, it's surprisingly comfy," she said, tugging at one side of it. "Kinda freeing, compared to the tight pants girls get."

"No way! It's super awkward," Perri insisted.

"Uh-huh. Then why are you buying another one?"

"Well—that's—just look at me! I can't pull off a tomboy look at my size!"
"Hmm. C'mere." Without particularly thinking about it, Nikki grabbed her friend's hand and guided her back out to the store, picking out a t-shirt and shorts she was pretty sure would fit...and then some bright red thighhigh stockings, handing each over in turn. "Try this on."
"'Kay..."

It seemed like she'd lucked out on the sizes, aside from the shirt being just slightly short..or maybe it was supposed to show a little bit of midriff. Either way, Perri looked fine in that outfit. "I dunno.."
"You kidding? Check the mirror again, that looks really cute on you," Nikki said.

"Oh, y-yeah?" The short girl blushed.

"Yeah. And I sure can't pull off 'cute' at my size."

"Hmm...I dunno about that," Perri grinned. "I'm wearing this out, then. You got all your stuff picked out?"
"Not yet...with Rich footing the bill, I want some more dresses. And you should get some more 'tomboy' outfits. No way we're gonna get another chance like this."
"Good point, heheh," the short redhead giggled adorably; the blush hadn't quite left her face. And...it was only while she turned and energetically bounced away to pick some more things out that Nikki realized her cheeks felt a little warm too.

Aside from clothes and...certain other obvious 'essentials', Nikki pulled Perri into one more store before they returned to the dorm, and grabbed the highest-quality hairdryer she could find. "Um..are you sure that counts as 'other essentials'?"
"Your hair is touching your shorts," she replied dryly. "I wanna cut mine, but even then...yeah, we should each have one," she said, taking another. "OZK foots the electric bill anyway."

"You want to cut that?!" Perri said, gesturing emphatically. "But it's so pretty!"
"It's ridiculous, and stupidly inconvenient."

The small girl put her hands on her hips, glaring up at Nikki. "You haven't even tried it yet! Anyway, isn't 'keeping our forms' supposed to be the trial or whatever?"
"I don't think a haircut counts as 'changing my form'."

"W-well. You never know. Rich can be pretty capricious, right?"

Crossing her arms, she sighed. "Yeah. Well, then I'm getting it cut Sunday."
"No waaay!"

"Regardless, we're buying these," she said, deciding this argument was pointless and stupid, and headed for the front to pay for them.

In their dorm room, Nikki was halfway through pulling one of her old, male-size shirts on to sleep in when Perri happened to look her way. "What th—you have abs!? Since when?! I didn't even have abs as a dude!"

"Yeah, well, neither did I. The potion sprang them on me at the last second..and then the hair. What, you didn't notice how much of your stuff I carried over here?"
"I mean...I noticed, sure, but I thought I was just weaker than before. Maan, now I'm jealous!"

"Well, you can work out after Saturday. Or just luck out with your male form, I guess."
"Maybe. But—dude, you just have everything! Like, your boobs are amazing too!"
Feeling another blush coming on, Nikki crossed her arms. "Well—don't be jealous of that. They're heavy and awkward and constantly in the way, especially without a bra." She'd taken hers off for comfort already, and wasn't sure it had been the best decision.

"Hmph."
"Anyway, it's not like yours are tiny. They're pretty big for your height."
"Yeah, but my height's tiny!" Perri was whining, but even with that high-pitched voice...it was somehow more cute than annoying.

"Look, I'm not talking about this anymore. We have classes to be embarrassed at tomorrow."
"Oh...yeah. Heheh." Perri sounded more eager than worried about said 'embarrassment'.

Wednesday morning's classes went about the way Nikki expected: Everyone taking note, staring, and occasionally commenting on her new appearance. There were guys hitting on her, and girls complimenting her—often including the word 'jealous' or the phrase 'I wish I'. But ultimately, she thought it'd be a lot more annoying than it really was. For one thing, people seemed used to the idea of the OZK guys turning into hot girls by now, so they let her off after not too much gawking. For another, there was something about the way guys hit on her...it was like they knew she'd say no before they even asked, because someone with her looks was well out of their league—and for the same reason, they gave up after a single rejection. Between that and the compliments, a small part of her she was never going to let her face show felt kind of proud of how she looked.

She met with Perri for lunch, finding a booth in a distant corner of the cafeteria for the two of them. "Soo..how's your first day stuck as a girl going?"
"It's super annoying!" she whined adorably. "I can't go three steps without some guy asking me out! And some of them won't take no for an answer! I had to hide in the bathroom or like, run to my next class like I was late when I was twenty minutes early!"

"Oof, that's rough." Nikki shook her head, "But—you reap what you sow, you know."
"No waay! I was never that annoying," she complained. "Dude, are you not getting hit on? I mean, with those looks?"

"Yeah..but it's not really bothering me," she shrugged. "And no one who won't leave me alone yet...I guess they see the muscle and think I can beat them up if I don't like how I'm being treated."
"No faaaaiiir!"

Nikki sighed. Even though it was still incredibly cute, she couldn't bear too much of the short redhead's whining. "Look, let's hang out together after class, this afternoon. You point out any of the guys who won't leave you alone and I'll..talk to them."

"You will?" She looked a little like a kid who'd been promised ice cream after dinner.
"Sure?"
"A-alright..." And now Perri was blushing a little bit...what was that about? "Um, anyway—!" She then quickly changed the subject, still seeming a little embarrassed. Nikki didn't get why, but couldn't be bothered to ask.

Nikki had to admit that she wasn't expecting it to be as bad as Perri made it out to be. But when she went to where they'd agreed to meet, she caught a guy in the act of bugging her: standing way too close over her with her back to a wall. "C'mon, pretty little kitten~. You really don't want a free dinner on me?"

"N-no way!"

He was about to say something else (and it definitely wasn't an apology or farewell), so Nikki approached. "Hey, back off, stupid." The guy turned his head her way briefly, then did a sort of double-take, staring.

"Whoa, huuge..." He was looking up, but not at her face.

Ignoring that, Nikki crossed her arms and glared. "She already told you no, so what're you still doing here?"

"Wh—I just—"
"Look, both of us were guys earlier this week. How would you like to get turned into a 'pretty little kitten' and have dudes harrassing you nonstop!?"

"Uh, I guess I wouldn't." He glanced between the two of them briefly, then said: "Sorry, I just, thought I might have a chance with someone who knows what it's like, huh?"

"That's fine—just take a no when you get it," Nikki said, still glaring.
"Yeah—yeah..." He nodded, then finally walked away.

Nikki sighed. "What a jerk. You okay?"
"Uh—y-yeah, I'm fine," Perri said, nodding quickly. She was looking slightly away from the bigger girl, which did little to hide how brightly she was blushing. "Thanks."

"Sure. Uh, you want to go somewhere for supper?"
"Yeah! I'll, uh, pay for you to thank you?"
"Pssh, you don't need to thank me for that."

"S-still! Maybe an apology for getting you stuck as a girl, then?"
Nikki shrugged. "It's...not so bad, honestly. But if you wanna pay that bad, go ahead."
"Heheh, okay!" she grinned brightly, still blushing. "Then, you pick where!"

"Yeah, follow me." Nikki found herself thinking: She could get used to having the cute redhead look at her that way. Her own cheeks were slightly warm, too...

A couple of minutes into the walk, Perri said, "Hey uh..."

"Yeah?"
"Is it ju—did you see..?"
"What?"

"That guy, while you were telling him off. I thought he kinda glowed pink for a minute there."
"'Glowed pink'? No way. You must've just been seeing the sunlight behind him."
"Hmmh, yeah, I guess so."

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