Tornado of Terror: Tatsumaki

It has been a long day…

The tornado of terror herself recently dealt with an extremely weak monster that claimed to have THE ultimate weapon that can effect reality itself.

Of course Tatsumaki didn’t believe in such nonsense but it wouldn’t hurt to imagine she had such a powerful tool so she kept the still intact piece of wood. She does occasionally take little trinkets from her past encounters and liked to imagine these little thoughts in her head about becoming more powerful and unstoppable… with a body to rival her little sisters but oh well…

After entering her apartment, she just laid on her couch and sighed before looking at the fake looking wand.

She had a sad smile and spoke quietly to herself.

“Can’t believe I’m doing this but… I wish for the body to match my sister.”

Of course before she could realize it, she felt something akin to pleasure as her body started growing.

“w-Wha! WHAT THE FUCK!!”

Then when it stopped, she finally started feeling calmer as she carefully stood up and tried to stand straight. The frustrating new weight on her chest was making it hard for her to steady herself even causing her dress to feel tight on her.

But regardless; she did check a nearby mirror and saw her new body.

She… was hot and actually looked like the adult she should’ve looked.

Then when she had a moment to think, she realized the wand was the real deal.

Tatsumaki had a rather sadistic grin as she knew she could finally have anything she wanted and more.

She could finally have Fubuki be more submissive and listen to her. That baldy Saitama would finally be put in his place… Blast might finally come back in her life…

The possibilities are endless.