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Chapter 9 by ShadeWriter ShadeWriter

What's the next verse?

That's some special effects

From the smoke, basketball sized bubbles stated to appear. The crowd had no problem with this, as Rex was known for his showy stunts and had done this before. So they kept on grooving to the music. Ignoring the strange silvery sheen bubbles that slowly homed in on the DigiDestined. However Mimi was so enthralled by the music, and thus didn’t notice the bubbles as they drew closer. Guided by a purpose the bubbles made their way around the small pack of girls around Mimi.

One by one, the bubbles impacted against Mimi, each one sending a shiver down her spine and made her foggy head even more muddled. Along with other changes.

The first bubble sent a wave of warmth over her body after it popped against her stomach.. The second bubble landed on her back, costing spreading out and coating her clothes in a wave of black. Even then. Mimi still swayed with the music. Her eyes by this point were glazed over and she had a dumb smile on her face.

The third and fourth bubbles hit as one, impacting certain parts of her body. Her chest jiggled a bit after the bubble burst on it, and kept doing so in time with the music and movements of Mimi. Each bounce and heave caused it to grow, going from a solid B to an eye-catching D, her shirt tearing in places as her breasts weren’t meant to be contained in those garments. Her skirt ripped at the sides when the accompanying bubble hit there, her hips and butt surging in mass with each bounce and shake of her dancing. The result left Mimi with a very noticeable hourglass figure, equal to the groupies around her. But she looked, heavily exaggerated given the rest of her body.

The fifth one acted a bit different compared to the others. Rather than popping, the silvery bubble engulfed Mimi, trapping the her inside itself. Even with this though, Mimi continued to groove to the music. Every stretching motion she made resulted in her growing taller, every arm wave made those longer and stronger. Her thighs and legs thickened with flesh and muscle with each showy but clunky dance move Mimi broke out. Every where as she danced more, her body filled out to catch up with her new curves. Before Mimi was just a rather average 5’5 girl. But father the bubble around her popped, stood a 6 foot tall fit super(or porn) model of a woman…, in very ripped clothing.

Her shirt was holding on onto a shoulder, her bra tight against her body. And her lower garments weren’t much better off. It looked like her clothes and a bottle of black dye got tossed into a thresher

The sixth bubble came and also encased her.. The black substance that was her ratty clothes seemed to bristle and jiggle before reform themselves into new complete forms. Mimi’s shirt and bra seemed to melt together, coming out the other end as a corset style leather low cut crop top to really show off her new girls to the public. The strings keeping it together straining at the mounds it held. Her skirt knitted itself together and split into two openings for her thighs; causing it to go from flirty skirt to tight showy daisy dukes. Her shoes who had burst open when her feet grow to match the red of her, mended themselves and relaced higher up than sneakers should. They were now knee-high boots and a wave of inky black flowed from them up to her shorts, leaving being fishnet stockings.

One of the groupies near her helped to put Mimi’s jacket, long discarded at the start of her dancing, back onto the curvy DigiDestined. It crinkled and stiffened before turning into a rockers black denim jacket, complete with metal studs on the shoulders, and a pair of shades emblazoned on the back.

Finally, the last bubble drew close after its brethren popped, engulfing Mimi’s head. Her lips puffed up just a bit and wet coated with deep pink lipstick along with her eyes gaining black eyeshadow. Mimi’s brown hair frizzled up and shorted back to the pink bang style Mimi had worn in her youth, though she had guitar and music note stickers in her hair this time.

With that final pop, the groupie girls gave a smile and quickly scattered. Leaving a very different Digimon tamer in their wake for the world to see. Mimi had gone from an average college bound girl to a built, curvy, rock groupie. The type of girl that would bare it all for a shot at the band, or maybe found posing against street hot rods.

How does Mimi react?

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