As another day in Thors Military Academy came to an end, the guys from Class VII found themselves instructorless and alone in the classroom because their teacher, Sara had decided today was a perfect day to go on a special trip, so special she strictly forbid the boys to come along because she insisted this was a strictly 'girl's day out' not that any of the guys seemed to mind too much.
Each one of them seemed immersed in their extracurricular activities, Gaius was showing Elliot one of his newest painting, an awe inspiring landscape that seemed to have struck something inside the musician because he immediately started speaking about a melody that would perfectly match the scenery , while those two were having a rather amicable conversation the same couldn't be said from the guys sitting behind them, Jusis and Machias, what started as simple comment about a chess move soon turned into a debate over who was the better player, unfortunately this train of thought lead them down a troublesome path since both of the became aware of one fact, they had faced eachother before in the checkered board but they were currently tied in number of wins, something they both found unacceptable!
While Jusis and Machias shouted at eachother, their argument went unnoticed by a different pair on the other side of the room, Crow and Rean who were having a more casual conversation, completely ignoring the chess argument, "So what do you say, you're in or what?" the silver haired boy asked as he elbowed his friend on the ribs.
"For the last time" Rean announced as he got up, a scowl formed on his face as he locked eyes with his friend, "No" he shouted as his hands landed on their desk.
"Oh come on!" Crow whined, pouting like a child who was denied a candy, "Why not? What's wrong with my idea, it's a great game!"
"Because what you're describing it's a scam not a game!" the member of the student council replied, he had been tasked with coming up with games for the upcoming school festival, but every suggestions his friend gave him sounded worse than the last.
"No it's not! It's just a simple game!" Crow shouted as he mimicked Rean by also slamming his hand against the desk, then he raised one hand with his index finger pointing upwards,"If they can find the ball hidden in one of those three cups they'll get 100 mira! Literally free money!
"And if they lose they'll have to give you 50 mira..." Rean added, his eyes narrowed as he crossed his arms and took a step away from the desk.
"It's not my fault if Lady Luck doesn't smile on them!" the silver haired shrugged as smirk formed on his face.
"It is your fault because you plan to hide the ball under your sleeve" the coal haired teen replied, "I asked if you had some game ideas, not if you wanted to con more students..."
"Rean, my dearest friend, you really think I would do that? I'm so hurt by your baseless accusation!" Crow took both of his hands to his chest, this gesture only made Rean roll his eyes, what was he thinking asking Crow for help? He literally scammed him the first time they met!
Not wanting to disappoint the council, the boy started to walk away from his friend who kept making up excuses about his game being completely legit, Rean obviously ignored him and made his way out of the room, but as his hand reached for the doorknob his visions suddenly became cloudy and his whole body felt heavy, and before he could even call for help Rean's vision grew dark.
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When Rean's sight returned, the teen immediately knew something wasn't right for a very simple reason, he was not inside Class VII's classroom, he found himself in the middle of some streets surrounded by buildings, houses, libraries, cathedrals and shops all unknown to him and all painted with the same dark stained yellow, and to match the dark aesthetic of the place the sky was cloudy and the few rays of the sun that reached him were..
purple?
His strange surroundings soon became less relevent when he noticed they weren't the only thing that had changed, his dark locks of hair hanger in between his eyes or so he would say if they were still dark, for unknown reasons his hair had changed color, now being a bright blonde and he could almost swear his locks were longer.
The increased length of his mane became more noticeable when he felt strands of hair caressing his shoulders, the sensation felt off not just because his hair had never been that long but because he was sure he was wearing the Thors' uniform.
Not understanding why he was feeling those strands the teen decided to look down only to immediately gasp when he saw the longer hair was the least of his worries, he saw the long locks cascaded down smooth exposed shoulders and rested next to two large mounds, but the changes didn't stop there, below the mounds he could see his torso looked different, his waist looked thinner and his hips grew outwards giving him a very feminine figure, thinking about that the young swordsman quickly noticed his sword was missing, something that became more noticeable due to a pleaded white skirt covering his flat crotch and below it he could see two long legs covered in thigh high white boots with decorative pink ribbons above the knee.
"Uh..." Rean could feel his cheeks growing warm as he looked at the attire covering his thin figure, a white dress with pink sides hugged his torso and puffy detached sleeves rested below his shoulder, his hand were covered in long white gloves and a heart shaped pink pendant rested above his new assets.
"W-What's going on..." he managed to mumbled as he flexed his hands, if the strange body following his command wasn't odd enough the voice coming out of his throat made him freeze for a moment, he had heard it before but... no there was no way he...
"Alisa?" someone asked, mentioning the name he was just thinking about, turning around to see the source of the voice Rean was met with a familiar face, his classmate Laura, but she was not wearing Thors' uniform instead she was wearing an outfit that matched his own the colors, while his attire was pink and white hers was white and blue, matching her long blue ponytail.
"Laura?" Rean asked, glad to see a one of his friends but confused about her attire, was that tied to the odd place they were currently visiting.
"Laura?" the girl repeated while arching an eyebrow, then she looked down and it looked like a lightbulb went on inside her head, "Oh yeah, guess I'm Laura now that makes sense..." the words were soon followed by an action Rean had never expected to see, his noble classmate taking both hands to her chest just to starts groping herself, "Hehehe feels way better than I expected!" Laura said as her cheeks turned red.
Rean's own cheeks soon mimicked Laura's as many conflicting thought crossed his mind, enjoy the show or turn around but this inner dilemma was soon muffled when he heard a scream coming from behind him.
When he turned to see the source of the scream Rean was once again met by familiar faces wearing unfamiliar clothes, Fie, Emma and even Sara, each one of them wearing bizarre outfits that seemed to be common in this strange place.
The former jaeger was wearing an eastern looking garment, a sort of short dress with detached sleeves, the purple garment went from her neck down to her waist and it had some cat pattern in the skirt area and a white sash hugged her abdomen, the cat theme seemed to be the main thing of her attire because a pair of fake cat ears rested on her head, the black scarf wrapped around her neck ended in two cat-like paws, a jingle bell necklace hanged from her neck and, probably the more silly part of the attire, a toy tail emerged from her rear.
If it weren't for their current circumstances Rean would have found her attire cute but at the moment he could only notice how her attire matched the one their teacher was wearing, Sara also wore an eastern-like attire but without cat accessories instead outfit accentuated her most mature attributes, the white sash tied around her waits split her black garment in two, the upper part barely covered her massive chest and consisted of two pieces of black cloth tied to two short sleeves, and the lower part could barely count as a skirt since her black underwear was completely visible thanks to the front slits, below the skirt-like part he could see mesh stockings that showed off her thick legs and ended in simplistic sandals.
Actually thinking about it, Rean didn't have a hard time imagining Sar wearing that after a night of wild drinking or a costume party, the only other member of his class with an attire that matched her was Emma, the pink haired witch was well dressed as one would expect a witch to dress, a purple dress hugged her torso, running from her chest down to her waist and it followed what Rean assumed to be a pattern in this world, detached sleeves in her case they were purple and reached down her wrists, beneath the dress one could see another dress but that one was white and frilly, below the frilly skirt two black stockings covered legs and ended in purple heels wrapped around her feet.
Looking at the girls wearing those attires wasn't precisely normal but he didn't expect each one of them to shout their own name with the exception of Sara who shrieked a "Miss Valestein" as her face turned red, the change in their visages' color was something universal in all three of them.
The use such a formal name coming from such an informal person as Sara quickly piqued Rean's interest who turned to see his teacher, "Miss Valestein? What do you mean by that? And you have any idea..." the boy stopped for a moment, once again eyeing his surroundings, "You have any idea where we are?"
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