One Year Later...

You opened the doors to the Hotel Meeting room. You were wearing a pair of jean shorts and a black and white shirt with a vest. You might be a girl, but you didn't like dresses or skirts. There was a quiet, yet friendly atmosphere. Eleven other women were sitting at tables chatting with each other, and perusing snacks from the nearby table. These were the people you had escaped the F.F.F.F. with. You considered them some of your best friends...

Your mind wandered back to that fateful day when you managed to all escape from Alex's miserable laboratory. Needless to say, when the police found you all, stark naked and dragging three unconscious women around, they were less than pleased. However, either by a stroke of bad luck or good luck, the chief of police was being bribed by Alex. He decided to let you all off with a week of jail time on one condition. You didn't mention the F.F.F.F. to anyone. Failure to comply would result in everyone getting arrested and turned over to Alex. Needless to say, you had no option but to comply.

Your story was released to the public as a group of drunk college students running around town causing trouble. When interviewed, that's the story you went with. The chief even enrolled everyone for one semester in order to cover up the story.

Everyone went along with it, and then moved on with their lives. But you knew that there was one individual that wouldn't be satisfied until the F.F.F.F. was burnt to the ground. You knew Miku was planning her revenge. Perhaps that was why she had invited everyone here tonight.

You walked around the meeting room floor and talked with everyone.

Miku was the first person you met. She had her hair cut short with long triangular bangs over her right eye. She was wearing sleek black dress, and had black high heels to match. Apparently she had managed to land herself a well-paying job as the secretary of a CEO.

Cynthia was wearing nothing but a pair of sweatpants and a large white T-shirt. You weren't even sure she was wearing a bra. Her hair was lazily tied back in a ponytail. She had effortlessly gotten a job as an IT technician.

Rem was wearing a brown sweater as well as white stockings, a skirt, tall boots, a pink scarf and a hat. Her hair was considerably longer. She was currently working as a freelance artist.

Erza was wearing a white tanktop and a pair of long pants. Her right arm had been heavily tattooed, and she had gotten a piercing on her nose. She was currently a karate instructor's assistant.

Filia was wearing a white shirt with a purple skirt, tie and stockings. You recognized it as the outfit that the character she was transformed into wears. When you asked her about it, she mentioned that she'd really gotten into cosplay. She was working as a barista currently.

Zelda was wearing a light green shirt with a slight floral pattern, as well as a headband and long purple skirt. She had glasses on, even though her eyes were fine. She was working as a librarian apparently, and claimed it was a necessary part of the aethstetic. Her hair had been grown out to help cover her abnormally pointy ears.

Noel had cut her hair short, and was wearing a dark blue dress with plaid stockings and a coat. She was apparently enrolled in a different university in order to learn how to be a cook.

Ruby was wearing a red hoodie with a pair of jeans and a belt. Her hair was mostly the same, but she had a baseball cap she wore when not indoors. She was currently unemployed, but was looking for a career as a park ranger.

Rei, strangely enough, was also in the outfit her character wears. Only this time, it was a plugsuit instead of normal clothing. Her hair is exactly the same as when you first met her. She's become great friends with Filia, and the two of them often attend conventions together. She's working as a waitress at a moderately fancy restaurant. She seems a bit more eccentric than you remember...

C.C. was quiet as usual. She was wearing a tuxedo, and her hair had been cut somewhat shorter and her bangs had been braided. Her unusually vibrant hair color and natural beauty had earned her a job as a fashion model. A job which she was indifferent about, but didn't necessarily dislike.

Eventually though, the reunion came to an end. Miku got up onto the small stage in the back of the meeting room and gave a small speech. It was cute, and it was uplifting, but it wasn't too memorable. It lasted about ten minutes or so, and everyone applauded at the end. Miku bowed, she stepped down from the stage, and one by one, people started going home. Miku stayed behind to take care of cleanup. You said your goodbyes, and walked out the door when somebody stopped you.

It was C.C. She grabbed your hand, and pulled on it as you were walking out the door.

You turn to her, and meet her gaze. It's blank, but she then motions her head toward the hotel elevator door. You stare at her blankly.

Then, before you can say anything, she runs toward the elevator door and closes the doors behind her. Strangely confused, you decide to wait for it to come back down. Two minutes later, it does, but C.C. is no longer inside.

Out of curiosity, you step inside. There, taped to the hand railing is a small, torn piece of colored hotel notepad paper. You tear it off and read it.

"Floor 10" It reads.

Naturally, you shrug your shoulders and press the button for the tenth floor. You ride it out, and when the doors open, you find an entire trail of tiny little paper scraps. Naturally, you follow them, picking them up along the way, and they end up leading to a room at the end of the hallway. You place your hand on the handle, and to your surprise, the door's not locked.

"Hello? C.C.?" You call into the room, and enter. It's quite dark in the room, but at the end of it, there's a figure wrapped up in a blanket, standing by the window, illuminated by a small table lamp. It's C.C. She's merely staring out at the window, clutching her blanket, which covers her down to her feet.

"May... You must realize at this point why I called you here..." She starts off, quite substantially more talkative than usual. She turn her head around and looks at you.

"You've got five seconds to back out... Otherwise, pull up a seat, and enjoy~"

She smiles at you. You're paralyzed. Your brain was telling you that this was ridiculous, but your heart was painfully curious to know more.

"Five... Four..."

You blink.

"Three... Two..."

Too late now, you might as well at this point.

"One..."

C.C. drops the blanket, and as you expected, she's completely nude underneath. She does a sexy little walk over to the far bed, and pats it, inviting you to join her. You silently, walk over to her, staring at her humongous boobs as you do so.

"What are you staring at? It's not like you've seen them a thousand times before, May!" She giggles.

Nervously, you slide onto the bed, and lay down on top of the covers. C.C. crawls over you until she's positioned right above you, her boobs dangling in your face.

"You know, May... When I got transformed, I hated my voice... I was embarrassed by it... High pitched, and so feminine... I only talked when I needed to, and only in short sentences..."

C.C. slowly runs her hand down your chest and sticks her hand down your pants. Your heart starts beating faster and faster as she slowly rubs her index finger in between your lips. Then, she leans in close to you, her braids touching your face, and whispers in your ear.

"But not anymore... You're gonna hear plenty of my voice... I'm gonna moan nice and loud for you, all night looooong..."

[C.C. ENDING ACHIEVED]