Jupiter

Having returned to her lone apartment, Makoto Kino enters her bathroom. She slowly strips her clothing the strain in her muscles from the evenings effort’s evident with her every movement. Since beginning culinary school, Makoto has spent a lot less time fighting, but her body only seems to be getting more fit and toned. Once her shirt is off she is surprised to find she has no bruising.

What she does discover is a small scratcth, almost like a circle with two lines coming off of it. As her fingers run over its surface, a chill runs through her stomach and chest. Followed closely by a warmth forming below her stomach. Pulling her hand back she decides to take a bath to relax.

Slowly slinging her body in to the hot water, she groans and sighs. Allowing the water to wash away the strain and stress of the day, the silence allows her mind to wander. Her thoughts begin by replaying the fight, re thinking each of her actions. When she thinks back on her initial flying kick, she almost sees everything from outside of herself.

She watches in slow motion as her body flies through the air. Her leg extended, her every muscle rippling with power. At the last moment, her left leg extends to join the right, and both smash in to the in expecting Youma’s shoulder. This time her attack thrusts the monster through one of the parked cars. She lands her legs gaining a light green tone, and her face contorting in anger.

Once more the Youma stands and laughs in Jupiter’s face. As if mocking her very being. As Mars attempts to retaliate, Jupiter instead runs at the laughing woman. With her anger boiling over, Jupiter unleashes a flurry of punches. With every swing her arms they grow in size and power. Each strike smashing into the monstrous woman and destroying her human disguise.

She she finally ltelents the Youma’s disguise is gone revealing her golden armor clad true form. Mercury rushes to Jupiter’s side, and wish a seductive smile, she unleashes an attack against the monster. As the smoke dissipates, a golden tendril shoots through the air and grapples the blue haired sailor guardian. The tendril ensnares her perky breasts, and her crotch before encircling her entire body, the top resting upon her throat.

Before Jupiter can act, the tendril contracts squeezing the bound heroine, and causing her to scream in pain. Horrified at the pain being inflicted upon her friend, Makoto begins grasping at the golden tendril. Her skin having now turned a pale green, she unleashes inhuman strength to crush tip and tear an the snaking metal tendril. Her enhanced physique to great for her suit to contain, the white cloth is quickly shredded. The skirt is torn in to hanging straps, her stomach becoming completely exposed, and her breasts barely contained. Her tiara twists in to a set of golden horns, as she screams out ripping apart the tendril.

Tearing her own sailor collar off and wrapping it around her right wrist, a bolt of lightning strikes down in to her hand, becoming a heavy black kanabo. Gripping the handle lightning begins to spark across its surface. Flying in to a rage, Jupiter charges the Youma, crashing her kanabo in to the armor clad chest. Caving in the chest with her strike, the monsters body begins to dissolve instantly. A throbbing sensation begins in Jupiter’s crotch.

Thankful for the remains of her skirt hiding the sizable bulge growing in her panties, she looks back to her injured friend. Running to her side and picking her up in to her massive arm, she smiles down upon the blue haired woman. Watching the blush spread across her face, Jupiter’s bulge reaches its breaking point, and she leans in to claim the blue haired girl as her own.

Her eyes snapping open in her bathtub, Makoto can’t explain the strange fantasy. Nor can she explain her desire to make it a reality. Draining the now cool water from the bath, she stands up and redressed not noticing her increased height, and muscle defenition.