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It had really been a long day. Playing at being a devidol and dealing with classmates. It was easy to be exhausted. And there was a strong urge to just go to bed and let today's wacky hijinx become the past. But it had also stirred something. And even though it was a weird feeling it was also a very clear one.
"Ummm. Oji-chan can we talk a bit?"
"Ahh! Of course Iruma-kun~ Come sit on grandpa's lap!~"
With a slight pause Iruma shuffled over to Sullivan's sitting form and onto his lap. It wasn't that the child was still so uncomfortable with his adopted grandparent that caused the uncomfortable silence. But despite that the elderly demon kept on his trademark cheerful smile.
"So what is it you wanted to talk about Iruma-kun?"
"Well… it's a long story but I helped out a friend by filling in for her as a devi-idol for a bit today"
"Opra-san. I need you to find me a recording of this"
"Of course Sullivan-sama"
"Grandpa!"
"Right right go on"
"Well they dressed me up like a girl.."
"Oh?"
"And well.. I think I was more.. Happy when they were treating me like one.. Is it okay if I ask people to call me Irumi and wear the girls uniform to school?"
Sullivans face hardened. His age showing as the creases folded into a serious expression. Not looking at his grandchild but into empty space as if expecting to find something there.
"Hmmmm. I would have a granddaughter.. Irumi-kun…"
An oppressive aura started to fill the room. Lights dimming. The slightest of rattles in the building echoing through the oppressive silence. Irumas distressed expression apologizing before the mouth got to sputter excuses.
"Opra, we will need to do more shopping"
"I will call the tailors again"
"If I can't I understan-woah!"
Without warning Sullivan stood up, lifting Iruma by the hips. Twirling the human around.
"I'm going to have the cutest granddaughter~ there's so many more girl clothes I can spoil you with! Oh you'll need makeup! And brushes! And shoes! Ah-but I shouldn't forget the most important part. Stay still Irumi-kun"
Placing his now granddaughter onto the chair he had just sprung from. Sulivan recited a few long words in some unpronounceable accent. Quickly Iruma felt the magic work over her body. Molding it. It wasn't a new sensation to Iruma, but it was different this time. Both like a sucking down to her center of mass and a sort of growing. Softening. Like the stiff bits where being dragged down by their weight and the rest was blooming like a flower finally exposed to the sun.
Irumi blinked a few times. She didn't feel too different. But as she went to ask what Sullivan did her voice caught. It was significantly higher and more effeminate than usual. And she hadn't even tried to make it sound like that. Looking down she realized the barest hint of a feminine bust laid on her chest. Her nails were longer and neatly trimmed. Even her hair had grown a few inches.
"It won't happen all at once since we want you to grow into a woman without needing magic. So just trust Grandpa Irumi- chan ~"
Sullivan grinned mischievously. A nearly malicious smirk anyone else would mistake for a threat. But Irumi knew better and hugged her grandpa tightly.
"Thank you so much Oji-chan! I didn't know if it was gonna be okay"
"Of course. Grandpa loves you very much Irumi-chan~"
After sharing a few more tender moments embracing Oprah distracted Irumi by tapping her on the shoulder.
"I'll need to prepare some essentials for your school day tomorrow. Please let me measure you."
After a few more outstanding chores to do with the transitioning process like practicing her new name and going through school records with Sullivan, Irumi was finally ready for bed. It was a very exciting and exhausting day. But she couldn't find her normal restful sleep. Looking at the fresh female school uniform she decided to try it on.
"Its kinda embarrassing showing off my legs like this.. Ah I must have shown even more on stage.. Oh no will people recognize me from the idol performance? I was trying to not get noticed!"
Laying back on her plush bed irumi sighed. It wasn't like she could fix it now. Looking down over her uniform she noticed a strange fold in the front of the skirt. She tried to straighten it out with both hands only to have her legs shiver at the touch. Realizing what it was, but in disbelief of its apparent size.
Tentatively lifting up her skirt, Irumi saw her own cock. For some reason it was extremely unrelentingly stiff. And at least a few sizes bigger than she had ever seen before. Her poor new panties were not at all equipped to hide her throbbing stiff member. In trying to angle it to better hide it irumi also discovered her balls seemed extraordinarily large as well. Stretching out the panties and at a soft touch making her hips roll with need.
It was embarrassing enough to be so stiff the first night of her manhood being classified as a girlcock. But even more so she couldn't quell the lust and urge to touch it. It must have had something to do with being so close to Kuromu-san. Her outfit showed so much skin. And she was so sweaty from the show…
Irumi gasped in pleasure. Her soft feminine hands grasping the bitch breaking meat between her legs gently. She couldn't tell if it was the hands or the cock that made it feel so much better then every other dirty mastrubation session she had experienced up to now but her hips just couldn't stay still with the pleasure, as if hot lightning was rolling through her.
And in her brand new school uniform no less. Getting it all sweaty and musky.. Mmm just like Kerori-chan. Mmm she was really grateful at the end of the show. Wouldn't it have been so nice if she handed over a sweaty school uniform laden with her scent as a-an onahole.
"K-keroriiii~ I'm gonna cum all over your uniform~~~"
Unable to hold back the violent spasms of her body Irumi's back arched. Her knees rising into the air as she thoughtlessly angled her cock to erupt all over herself. Coating her new uniform in a thick explosive batch of fresh virile cum. Imagining too vividly it was the possession of her idol classmates.
Almost immediately Irumi passed out. Unconscious mind blissfully ignorant of the stains she had left on her uniform and how her half hard shaft and swelling balls continued to demand attention.
***
Waking up to the screaming of her demon alarm clock was normal for irumi. Feeling a soft tingle and chill in her chest wasn't. And the demanding aching of her balls fringing on painful was very odd. Her cock wasn't hard though the thought of it might stir it to stiffness. Instead it hung heavy and thick like a massive sausage. Drooling almost clear fluid onto her skirt. Speaking of, from her stomach to her chest her uniform was coated with rank musky cum she hasn't cleaned from last night.
Irumi panicked. Checking to make sure if there were any spares she rushed to the bathroom, she despaired that she found none Trying her best to rinse out the filth even as it filled her nose. Remembering her lewd fantasies from last night was all the provocation her cock needed to stiffen again. Tenting her skirt obviously to any observer. But she was running out of time. It was almost breakfast. Tucking her massive meat to the side in her panties made it almost unnoticeable if she walked right. And the stains on her uniform were hardly visible through the wet spots.
Walking to the table lined with deliciously grotesque gourmet dishes Irumi’s mouth watered. But for once her hunger was held back by the need to excuse her appearance.
"Sorry Oprah-san. I was so excited I accidently splashed some water on my uniform earlier, I’m sure it will be dry by the time I get to school though so don't trouble yourself"
Oprah turned to Irumi with his typical cold vacant stare. She could feel herself sweating as the sharp nose twitched sniffing. And Oprah's ears dipped a few inches from their upright position. But he said nothing unordinary as Irumi started her breakfast feast.
Irumi was distracted from her nervous eating by the sound of her friends calling for her, eager for an excuse to leave what felt like a silent stare down. Irumi said goodbye and rushed out the door. Sullivan’s farewell echoed behind her. Only once she had already closed the front gate behind her realizing she had to explain her switch from a male to female to them.
"Ah. Morning Azz-kun. Clara-san… After yesterday I kinda was feeling like. Well I really liked being iIrumi. So I uh. Decided to be irumi all the time now?"
Clara for one eagerly nodded along
"Uh huh uh huh! We should play dress up later!"
"Haha.. I'm not sure my heart can handle that yet Cla- Azz..?"
Alice was standing. Staring at Irumi with an inexplicable expression. Shock? Disgust? Hate? Confusion? It was very hard to tell and irumi couldn't manage to choke out a word. But seemingly something else was going on with Alice. His legs and arms were slightly shaking. And little bits of flame and sparks Whizzed off his outfit. Leaving black scorch marks and holes in his proud white clothes.
Before Irumi’s eyes her friend went through some subtle transformation. Alice’s eyes becoming more shaded and heavily lashed as if with some sort of makeup. Biting his lips they seemed to plump up and turn a more rosy hue. The bits of bare skin increasingly visible though his clothes showing Alice's already lithe figure get tighter in the waist and wider in the hip. Even his hair picking up sudden accents of different hues of pink. Hot garish neon to soft cherry petal tones. Most concerning his eyes. Pupils dilating into unnaturally wide circles for his slit pupils. Only for bit by bit their tip tops to lower further down the pupil. Dragging the iris with them into clear heart shapes.
All at once Alice fell to the ground. Seemingly unwilling at first but then clearly on all fours in the dirt to deeply beg of Irumi. A heart tipped tail neither Irumi or Clara was sure they had ever seen before whipping back and forth. From a dangerously low cut pair of pants now clear with the upper coat burned to barely reach below his armpits.
"Iruma-ah! Irumi! Please allow me to serve you with all of my being. I'm sorry to be so selfish but I NEED this so desperately. I am a pathetic excuse for a friend. You can call me that if you like but please please please let me service you! Master Irumi! Queen Irumi! Empress Irumi!"
Alice's voice was strained. Not unlike yesterday when he sang trying to match Clara and Irumi's feminine tones. But it still held a great part of the demon's desperation. Irumi wasn't used to denying any requests at all. Let alone such a forceful one, even if she didn't really understand.
"Umm. O-of course Azz-kun…"
The unnaturally seductive sway of her dear friend's tail inducing irumi to stare at her ass was making Irumi uncomfortable. So any excuse to keep moving would be in her best interests. If she didn't want her friends to find out about her massive barely restrained boner-
"A-AZZ?!"
The pink haired demon had crawled forward. As if less than an insect. Starting to trace soft teasing kisses from Irumi's shoes up her leg. Even as she blushed furiously from embarrassment her cock responded appropriately to the worship. Throbbing in her panties and drooling a stream of precum down her thigh. Under her skirt azz lovingly licked up the spill. Pulling down irumi's panties with an unnatural grace.
"So this is Irumi's dick~ it's so monstrous and aggressive looking. I promise I'll take gracious care of it irumi-dono. Thank you for trusting me with your fat breeding pole"
Alice's words were soft and unending. Flowing gracefully from his mouth as if he had practiced hundreds of times. Even as he didn't spare a single thought to them. Instead wholly focused on the thick 'man'hood in front of him. Not even noticing his own need as his hips rocked his spasming emptying cock directly into a random stone. The only distraction from the hot sex of the situation being claras innocent giggles.
"Seems like Azu-chan. Couldn't wait to play! You should give me a turn next azz-azz!"
Despite her jovial mood Clara was making a pouty face. Clearly angry that her friends got the first turn playing this new game. And at a time they always insist they don't play normally too.
Irumi was distraught. But the slow deliberate pampering lips of her first friend were far too much for her shaky legs to resist. Even in that department Alice aided her. Literally holding her up right before slamming his face down on Irumi's crotch. Lewd gagging sounds filling the air for a few moments before the pleasure and instincts really kicked in for her. Suddenly shoving down the very willing head onto her cock. Moaning helplessly as she flooded the slutty suck demon’s bitch throat with her cum. Making silent moans of ownership over the first 'pussy' she had ever came in.
It was a few minutes before Irumi could think straight again. The entire time Clara getting more annoyed and Alice obediently holding his head down on the choking thickness of Irumi’s penis while holding her up. But once thought did return to her it was mostly panic.
"Ah! We're gonna be late to school!"
Irumi took a single step after pulling her shaft from Alice's mouth. Only to trip on her dropped panties and hit the ground hard on her head. Knocking her out cold as the sound of her two friends panicking faded away....