Rain and Allenby give Jervale a piece of their minds...

Jervale stood with his arms crossed as he watched the elevator platform descend again with the Jester, the Matador, and the smoking scrap of a couple of **** Navy. He smiled broadly as he saw the two cockpits open as soon as the platform stopped moving. The girls must be anxious to talk to him...

Allenby did a dramatic aerial flip as she jumped from her cockpit. She touched down gracefully, holding her arms out to the sides with a goofy grin as though presenting herself to a judge or an audience. She glanced over to the Matador, finding Rain descending much less enthusiastically, holding her head as though it ached. But, more importantly... "Holy cow, Rain! Now I see the two big reasons Domon keeps you around, huh? Hyahyahya!"

Rain's head felt so off, she couldn't understand Allenby's obvious joke. Of course, even if she could, she likely wouldn't have found it funny. In some time between the hood system being activated and her emergence from the cockpit, Rain's pilot suit had undergone some major changes... or, rather, decreases. It had essentially been reduced to only the black one-piece portion, leggings and gloves that were normally part of the suit, but the solid black pattern had been replaced by a cream-white color with splotchy black spots. This was most distracting at the chest, where two spots covered the peaks of Rain's breasts... These were the targets of Allenby's jokes, the most humongous pair Allenby had ever seen. Sure, Rain had always had a nice, hourglass figure, but while her backside was just as healthy and round as ever, her melons were absolutely massive. Surely Allenby would have noticed if they were always that big...? Each seemed easily as large as the woman's head. Furthermore, Rain's accessories had changed in a very distinct way: Her signature headband was black, with two small yellow horns attached to it; Her orb-shaped earrings had been replaced by a gold hoop-shaped earring in her right ear and a yellow cattle tag with her first name on it in the other; Her necklace was replaced by a black choker with an enormous brassy cowbell, which rang with every step she took.

Rain held her forehead with a cloudy look in her eyes, understanding it was important to warn her ally of... something... Something was wrong... Was it something important? Allenby didn't look unhappy... Although she did look pretty weird...

The blue-haired fighter's appearance was normally eye-catching, but nothing like this. She was wearing a one-piece swimsuit of the same purple and orange material she'd modeled before, still including the large, frilled clown's collar. Her entire body was caked in white makeup, with the exception of her face: that pattern which had been on the hood, with purple stars over the eyes and red, curled lips was now recreated in her face-paint, with her mouth fixed in a wide, goofy smile. More disturbingly, her ordinarily wild blue hair had puffed out into crazy curls, and a red rubber nose decorated the center of her face. She also had on short white gloves, high socks of the same colors as her one-piece but in a horizontal orientation, and over-sized red shoes that squeaked with every step. She could hardly be recognized as the same person, especially because her proportions had ballooned out. Her formerly perky breasts now bounced as she rocked on her knees, but her ass and thighs had become even more tremendous. Even though her one-piece was still fairly conservative in its coverage, she seemed constantly **** to reach a finger back and adjust it as the tight material crawled up her bouncing, bubbly butt. "What's the matter, Rain? Do I have somethin' funny on my face? Hyuck hyuck!"

Rain clenched her teeth and held her head, trying to keep her thoughts together. "Allenby... we've been tricked! The Hood System affected... our moooinds and bodies...! We have to... moooake the Doctor... turn us back to normoooal..." The ordinarily quick-witted operator could hardly make her words come out, and was fighting against a strong impulse to simply collapse into single-syllable noises.

Allenby's giggly mood temporarily left her. She realized her face wasn't registering the frown she was feeling: a bead of sweat rolled down her forehead as she found her mouth locked into that stupid smile. "W-what the heck... This is no laughin' matter, Doc! You'd better fix this before I clobber ya... N-no joke! Pff... Grr!" Allenby tried to raise her fist in a menacing gesture, but found herself rolling her arms in imitation of an old-timey boxer instead, and had to stop herself from laughing once more.

"Hmm... You two really are fighters, aren't you?" Jervale raised an eyebrow as he removed his fake glasses, tossing them aside carelessly. "That's good. Fighters are what I want... Fighters to humiliate and disgrace, that is! I'm just some skinny weakling, but I'd be happy if you two ladies would show me that pride and honor of Gundam Fighters. Then, I'll show you what kind of fight I had in mind, instead...!" The demon gave an evil cackle. Maybe this was the right answer after all? He was sure he'd tried something like this before, yet he was still enjoying himself... He had to see how far his enjoyment could go.