Tainted Gestalt: Love Misconceptions

The brunette beauty nudged her bustier companion in the side, “Oh stop. You startled her!” With a big smile she spoke to Keitaro, “I apologize for her. My name is Naru Narusegawa and this is Mitsune Konno. Are you a new boarder?”

The very attractive dirty blonde was undeterred by Naru’s admonishment and waded across the water towards Keitaro with a mischievous grin, “Yea, what’s your name, cutie?”

Keitaro stood there transfixed for several long awkward moments, her mind stalled. Why had it never occurred to her that there might be other people here?! “Uh...um...my name is Kei-” Not going to work! “Kei-Keiko! I’m sorry. I didn’t realize- Uh... I’ll just be going now-”

She turned on her heel as the sound of Mitsune bursting out of the water reached her ears. Keitaro started to retreat but only made it a couple steps before the shocking sensation of warm wet boobs squashed into her back and similarly dripping arms wrapped firmly about her stomach. “Nonsense! You’re totally going to join us. There’s no need to be shy!”

“Kitsune!” called Naru disapprovingly, as Keitaro found herself unable to do anything but be dragged back to the water by this very naked, very attractive, and very close female, “If she’s uncomfortable, let her be.”

“Nah! She’s fine!” declared Mitsune as she hopped into the pool, bringing Keitaro along for the ride. The water wasn’t very deep but the **** of their combined entry set water splashing everywhere and he was soon clutching his glasses to wipe them clean.

“What the hell?!” The big boobs pressed into his side pulled away as his shoulders were grabbed and his body yanked to face the dirty blond fully.

Keitaro looked down at himself and felt the bewildering combination of elation at the return of his masculinity and terror at the inevitable negative consequences of it happening at this particular instance. Mitsune’s hand roughly prodded his chest as he sensed Naru wading closer, there was a scary note to her voice as she said, “You’re- you’re a- a GUY!”

Keitaro’s eyebrows shot up as a hand enclosed around his very erect member under the water. Mitsune made a noise of approval, “Yea, he is. Boy is he ever. But how the hell? You were definitely about 20 centimeters shorter a second ago.”

“What are you talking about? He changed genders not height--” Naru trailed off for a moment before swiftly adding with outrage, “Oh. Oh! Eww, Kitsune! Stop touching that!”

Keitaro wasn’t in any danger of falling into anyone else’s head at the moment, Mitsune’s leisurely exploring hand upon his penis doing wonders to keep his attention firmly grounded in the here and now. Still, his sense of self preservation was warning him to take action because while the girl so adroitly handling his penis only seemed amused and intrigued, the other was giving off a disturbing aura of barely restrained temper as her attention shifted from Mitsune to him, “Explain. Yourself. Now.”

Oh god, she was scary! Where did that nice polite girl go?

“Uh-uh-” Keitaro had no idea what to say that was going to see him clear of this so he was almost relieved when the now almost familiar sensation of his body moving by itself hit as it flung itself back and away from Mitsune. His head shot side to side as his vision bounced around like a ping pong ball, taking in first the two nearby girls, the building around them, the sky above, back to the girls, to Mitsune’s breasts, and then finally straight down his torso.

His hands flew to his mouth as his body dropped down into the water to his neck, “Aaaah! I’m naked! And-and a a bo-oooy!” This last word turned into a sob as his quavering voice continued, “Where am I? Why-why is it always a boy?”

“Oh, come on! How stupid do you think we are?” Naru said, crossing her arms across her chest. Gosh, but that stare alone made Keitaro feel like running and hiding. It must have had the same effect on whoever was in control of his body at the moment as well. They were backing off through the water as much as they were able. “Oh no you don’t! Get back here! Runaway pervert!”

“I’m n-not a pervert!” his own voice called, curiously in time with his own internal monologue but with a much whinier tone. He broke free of the water, or at least his body did. “What’s happening to me? Why am I seeing so many scary things today?”

Somehow he managed to reach the changing room area, goodness only knows how. Come on, just gather up your clothes and get out of this place before - Something struck him in the back of the head, causing him to stumble over towards a nearby cold water tap and the next thing Keitaro knew he was a girl again. A cold, shivering, terrified girl staring up at two towel clad confused girls.

And then she started to cry.

I’m such a sweet and darling girl! Why is this happening to me?!

Don’t really want to be alone to deal with this but I feel terrible getting you caught up in this-

Whaaat! Who said that?! Why is my own brain acting up?!

Wow. You noticed that wasn’t you thinking. Okay. That doesn’t matter. Um. This is Keitaro. I’m the owner of this body. We’re all eight of us from before connected and there’s this curse that-well, you’d better tell them that we change into a girl and back when water hits us by magic or something-we don’t know why or how.

What would Sailor V do? Whaat would Sailor V do?

Well, that wasn’t working. Keitaro couldn’t really blame Usagi though. It wasn’t like she’d been taking this well either. Now how to get Usagi out of her head and her body back under her control. Keitaro’s body jerked as a hand hesitantly patted her shoulder, “Um. Keiko? It’s okay. No need to cry. Really. Um there there... Just-ahh!”

That was Usagi glomping Mitsune’s busty towel covered form and the both of them (us?) falling to the floor. Keitaro was vaguely aware that her lips were babbling but she couldn’t be bothered to listen given the fact that her face was currently pressed to the upper part of the dirty blonde’s left boob. Eventually, she was pulled back slightly from Mitsune by Naru who really only looked slightly less scary than before, “Just tell us what is going on. Are you a boy or girl or what?!”

“I’m a girl- a sweet and darling girl! But all these crazy things keep happening to me and water turns me into a boy, I guess? I don’t know. It’s so confusing! And to top it all off I got a 30 on my english test and my mom’s going to ground me for like ever! EVER!”

Keitaro caught Mitsune hide a laugh behind her hand as Naru spoke, her face having softened somewhat, “E-easy now, slow down a little. What was that about water turning you into a boy?”

“I don’t know! That’s what the voice in my head said. It’s magic! Oh Damn! Double damn! I’m a magical girl! A magical girl that changes into a magical boy! Oh why oh why?!”

Usagi! Imagine your school. Imagine Umino. Think about Naru-oh weird coincidence there- Picture your own body. Your mom-that test-

It worked. An odd feeling in her head relented, only noticing it now that it was gone. Had that been Usagi’s mind? That poor girl. It was bad enough for Keitaro to be zipping around other boy’s minds, what must it be like for the only girl of the group? What must it be like for -

Oh yeah, that’s right. Keitaro was pressing her face against Mitsune’s chest. “Eek!” Keitaro yelped, pulling away from the soft and warm place with great alarm. “S-sorry, I didn’t mean to - To -”

“There, there,” Mitsune said. She pulled Keitaro’s head right back where it was. “Why don’t you just relax all you need to? Then you can tell us all about it!”

“I don’t think you’re helping as much as you seem to think,” Naru said, giving Mitsune’s ears a tweak. “This might go a bit easier if we all got dressed first. Alright, Keiko?”

Keitaro nodded and tried not to stare at either of their barely covered, soaking wet, smoking hot bodies. “Um... It might be better if you let me get changed alone,” Keitaro said, deciding that she would absolutely not take advantage of these girls.

Mitsune cocked her head and stared at Keitaro, “Why? We’ve all seen everything on each other by now.”

She stepped back from the other girl, her hands covering her loins instinctively, “I just- with my... being a boy and all. You don’t want to...” Keitaro’s gaze and her train of thought was momentarily distracted by the way Mitsune was casually using her towel to dry her big boobs, the lovely mammaries jostling against each other and jiggling fantastically... Feeling a suspicious sensation growing between her legs, it suddenly became absolutely imperative that the two of them agree to this and consequently the last part of her statement came out a bit more forcefully than she intended, her eyes leaping from the busty girl’s chest to her face and then Naru’s, “-flaunt your bodies to me!”

In that instant a bewildering feeling overwhelmed Keitaro leaving her with the disquieting impression that she’d somehow entered their minds, if only briefly, and done...something. Made a change...

She was so alarmed by this that she was barely aware of the other two speaking but Keitaro could hardly miss what they did next. Mitsune dropped her towel entirely and leaned over as she took her boobs in hand and squeezed them together, a wicked smile on her face. Naru turned away and bent over, swaying her wonderfully shaped butt as she arched her back and peered at Keitaro over her shoulder with a coy look.

“Oh we’ve got to turn you back to a boy pronto! Its going to be so much fun making that big dick get all hard and stiff!”

Mitsune’s unprecedented raunchy statement along with the way Naru, her back still turned, had just made it seem very much like she’d just touched herself sent Keitaro’s consciousness careening into darkness, her body hitting the floor with a soft thud.