Sakura was fed up with how life had been at the theater lately. If she ever heard the insult "country girl" again she was going to explode. Being in the Flower Division with Sumire was hard enough, that rich heiress had been gunning for Sakura since day 1! However things only got worse when Orihime joined the team, now she couldn't catch a break from rich girls insulting her!
Just as she was on the verge of ripping her own hair out, Sumire and Orihime walked by her. They were carrying a kettle for some tea they were clearly going to have in the parlor.
"Move aside, country girl. We're going to appreciate some of the actual advantages of high society."
That was the final straw, Sakura needed to get some payback and she needed it now! Making her way to the theater basement, Sakura grabbed something from the Flower Division's vault which they swore to keep safe: a grimoire of some sort. They obtained it in the last after defeating some sort of demon who was going to use it to unleash an army of ghosts onto Tokyo.
"One or two ghosts probably won't be too bad..." Sakura muttered to herself to justify what she was about to do to Sumire and Orihime before proceeding to take the grimoire out of its place in the vault.
Opening the book, Sakura tried to find a suitable ghosts for the situation. Demonic demon goats? Nope nope nope, too dangerous! Rich aristocrat? Nope, she was trying to find the complete opposite to that. Ancient warrior? Hmm, maybe later.
Turning the pages, Sakura soon found exactly what she was looking for. A pair of ghosts that would be perfect for Sumire and Orihime's bodies! She just needed to say the chant and summon them.
"senoj bob-yllib dna obmiJ fo stsohg eht nommus ybereh I ,koob tneicna ho!" She felt power course through her as she read the words, once it was done Sakura had felt she had invited something into the theater, but she would need to check upstairs to know for sure.
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In the parlor, Sumire and Orihime were enjoying their tea in a perfectly feminine manner. That didn't last long however, as both of them soon faceplanted as the ghosts Sakura invited entered their forms.
Once the ghosts had fully adjusted to their bodies, the two women picked their heads up and had huge grins on their faces.
"Hooo-weeee!" The ghost in Sumire said with a whistle. "Looks like we're bak in thay ...uhh land av thay ...uhh a-livin', billy bob". They said before leaning back in their chair and slamming Sumire's feet on the table.
"Ya done said it, Jimbo. Feels preytty weerd ta be in the bodies ov chik's though!" The ghosts in Orihime's body grinned as it looked down at itself.
The two ghosts Sakura had invited to the theater were listed in the grimoire as Jimbo and Billy-Bob Jones, two men from the American South whose souls had been captured by the demon. Thanks to the power of the grimoire she had used, they would be occupying the bodies of Sumire and Orihime until Sakura used the dispel command.
"Just look at thay ...err honkers on this here one!" The first ghost, Jimbo, said as he heaved Sumire's breasts up and down.
"This here layy's dress is way too taheet. We need-ta get huurr some real clothes!" The second ghost, Billy-Bob had stood up and was struggling to walk in Orihime's outfit.
"Done reckon! don't know who summoned us here, but we ain't a-helpin' them until we get outta these!" Jimbo said as he began to remove Sumire's kimono in the middle of the parlor.
Hiding behind the corner, Sakura was practically on the floor laughing. She didn't want to reveal to the ghosts that she had summoned them, for now she just wanted them to act naturally and for now they were perfect! After a few days of being seen acting like this, Sumire will never have any right to insult her again!
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