Magical Girlification [Now Public!]

Seaside Grove was a luxurious city on the isolated (and redundantly named) Seaside Island. It was known for its clean, sparkling beaches and lush forestland, as well as its tourist-friendly metropolitan area.

Generally, only the very wealthy and affluent were able to live on Seaside Island, but Tripp Henri was an exception.

That's because Tripp's best friend, Sam Tinsley, was rich, and her family owned a vacation home on the island. Tripp was invited to live with her and her sisters while they both attended school there.

Sam was a tall, blonde, athletic extrovert while Tripp was average, brunette, and withdrawn. Their parents had been fast friends, so they had became inseparable as well.

When Sam had decided to attend Seaside Academy, it had automatically been decided for Tripp as well. A few connecting flights later, and Tripp found himself standing at the front door of Sam's family's lavish vacation home in Cape Coral - a neighborhood on the outskirts of Seaside Grove.

"Wow," Tripp said, looking over the huge white stone building that stretched out before him, "somehow it looks even bigger than the last time we were here."

Sam shrugged. "I think daddy added a few wings. Oh and the second courtyard got renovated. I can ask one of the staff to draw you a map if you need."

"Uh, that's alright. I think I'll manage," Tripp said. And a moment later Sam was leading him through the huge wooden double-doors of the front entrance. By the time they arrived at the first sitting room, (that's the first of seven, by the way), Tripp was wondering if he would have been better off staying home and attending online classes.

Sam's three sisters were all there in the sitting room, waiting to pounce.

"Tripp!" they squealed in unison, diving on him like a group of well-coordinated fighter-pilots.

Tripp was glad he didn't have any siblings. Sam's sisters were more than enough sibling for the both of them.

Of the three sisters, Amelia was the oldest. "Look at you, you've grown a little, huh? Been hitting the gym? Or just the buffet line?" Amelia pinched Tripp's cheek with one hand and giving him a 'playful' slap on the ass with the other. "Come work out with me sometime. I'll take you from scrawny to jacked in no time!"

May, the second oldest, tugged at one of his sleeves with both hands, looking away and blushing. "C-can I get you some tea? Are you really staying here with us for the whole school year? Oh I hope we can be good hosts..."

Holly, Sam's younger sister, scrunched up her face and tapped a finger to her chin like she was sizing him up. "Hmmm. You'll do, I guess. You're just lucky you're short. We should have a maid uniform just your size!" She smirked and gave him a quick punch in the arm.

Tripp was easily overwhelmed, and Sam's sisters knew it. They loved to tease him. Samantha had to shoo them off like stray cats to finally free him from their clutches.

"Alright, alright, scram, girls! You're gonna scare Tripp away!" she said, brushing her sisters away. Tripp breathed a sigh of relief as the sisters' grips loosened and finally released.

But his relief was short lived. Sam finished, "You should wait to torment him after he's put his stuff away. He'll be less likely to run, then."

Tripp could tell it was going to be a long year.

Sam lead him further into the house, down a hallway on the south side, and to an unoccupied room at the very end of the corridor. It was small compared to the sitting room, but huge compared to his room back home. He had never been more grateful for space and quiet.

"Sorry it's all pink," Sam said after setting her own bags down in the room next door. "I think mom wanted to go with, like, a seashell slash coral theme." She smiled and clapped her friend on the back. "And sorry about my sisters. You'll just have to deal with them while you're here. But you're used to it by now, right?"

He was not.

But he nodded anyway. "Thanks again for letting me stay here with you, Sam. I don't think my parents could've afforded tuition without your family's help. Plus Seaside is so nice, I still can't believe we'll be living here all year."

Sam shrugged. "Don't mention it! What's the point of being filthy rich if you can't even do something nice for your best friend every now and then? Plus daddy thought the idea of 'a man' being here to 'protect us' was a great idea. I think he's a little too old-fashioned to realize that you might be the one needing protection."

Sam smiled and left Tripp to unpack his things. He was glad for the chance to unwind after a day of traveling and the brief mobbing by Sam's sisters.

Besides, Sam's sisters were hot as hell.