Fushigi Yuugi Fan Fiction ❯ Dream On ❯ Of Thongs... ( Chapter 2 )

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Of Thongs--

What had started off as a semi-normal day for an upsettingly normal teenage boy had turned into an absurdly bad day? Every day was pretty much a bad day to Tama but this was insane. She stood in front of her reflection on the window for a long time. She soaked in everything. Her new body. Her new voice. Her new knowledge. The transformation that had taken place was not the only thing that had happened. No, her mind had acquired certain knowledge that she had never even new existed. Knowledge of another world inside that book, and of the threat and people that had existed there before. Knowledge of two young girls once swept into the hell that existed there. She knew now what was expected of her. She also knew something far more important, SHE HAD BREASTS!

"Who cares about saving that damn world? I'm going there so that I can be me again!" She raised her arm in declaration and at the same time her pants fell to her ankles. She grabbed them up and held them around her waist. "This day can't possibly get any worse." It started raining.

Tama knew she had to get some clothes. She would be a girl for a while and she didn't want to repeat the incident in front of the store window. Her hands kept the uniform pants on as she thought of where she could go. Kichi was ruled out because of her petite ness along with all the other girls at her school because even as a guy she had had no relationship with any. Then Rumiko came to mind. They were about the same size. At least now they were and Ryozo could get the clothes.

Tama had finally reached Ryozo's house and was now pondering how to explain this whole situation to her half-witted friend. She knocked on the door and waited. After a moment he came to the door. Locks rattled and the door swung open. Ryozo's eyes bulged.

"Praying does work," he mumbled as he stared at Tama.

She frowned and looked behind him. "Your sister here?" she asked as she pushed by him.

"No. Wait! How do you know I have a sister? Oh. I know what's going on," he said as if he was a proclaimed genius.

This made Tama very happy. She wouldn't have to explain anything. Then she thought about who had just said that. "Really?" she demanded.

"Of course. You couldn't resist me so you started stalking me," Ryozo reasoned.

"WRONG! DON'T YOU RECOGNIZE ME YOU IDIOT! I'M TAMA!" She yelled in desperation.

"Tama? I have a friend named Tama. It's nice to meet you. Now could you introduce me to the twins," he laughed with a ridiculous grin.

"Twins?" Tama looked down and suddenly the memories of what water can do to a white shirt came flooding back. She might as well of been wearing a transparent one. She screamed and crossed her arms over her chest. "I have to remember these things from now on," she muttered. Ryozo was still grinning evilly.

"So. Who are you? Not that I care. I mean you showing up with those things, I mean, like this is not unwelcome in the least. However I don't want to catch anything," he wringed his hands.

"I'm not here to have sex with you!" She screamed exasperated at finding out how some of those girls he knows are really treated. Correction…all girls. "All I need is clothes and for you to understand."

"Understand?"

"Yes." Tama closed her eyes and sat down. Ryozo did the same. "Listen. It's me. Tama. I got locked in the restricted area and I found this book, then this happened," She thought of throwing her arms out for extra emphasis but quickly rethought the idea that was ridiculous to begin with.

"Ok, Tama. How do I know it's really you?" At least Ryozo was listening.

She sat and thought, and thought, and thought some more. Then she untucked her shirt and showed a small stain on it to him. "Remember in chemistry when that hot chick passed behind us at our station and you decided to be slick and grab her ass. But she was already gone and you grabbed mine instead causing me to spill some of this junk on my shirt."

Ryozo lunged forward and wrapped his arm around her and sent his over hand to cover her mouth. "QUIET! What if someone hears you?" Far too quickly he realized where his other hand was located across her chest, and shall we say, took advantage of the moment. She screamed and jumped away.

"No one else is here you fucking perv! And if you try something like that again I'm gonna shove my foot up your ass!"

He sat quiet for a moment and blinked sullenly. "My bad. But why would Tama tell someone that. He was as embarrassed as I was?"

"He didn't, I mean I didn't tell anyone. You see…IT'S ME!"

"I don't know."

"That's an understatement! You don't know anything! All you ever think about is girls, sex, short skirts, girls, food, and did I mention girls?"

"Yes. But I need more proof."

"MORE PROOF! All right. You asked for it." Tama took a deep breath then let into him, "You say you're a player and a ladies man but you've never had a date in your life. And you were scared of the dark until last month! Oh and when we were six you were photographed playing with Barbie doll. I STILL HAVE THAT PICTURE!"

Ryozo was shell-shocked. "You're a good spy."

"IDIOT!"

"Tama?"

"NO! IT'S ME-- huh?"

He stared at her with bug eyes. "Tama? TAMA! It is you! Only you could scream at me with such friendly passion." He ended with a dramatic embrace that sent them sprawling on the floor. Ryozo on top of Tama. Ryozo's face in Tama's breasts. All was a bit of shock but when Ryozo started snuggling Tama burst into action. First she sent him flying into the wall, and then she slapped him with volatile force.

A few minutes later Ryozo was still sulking and rubbing his cheek. He was sitting on his sister's bed as he watched Tama rummage through the aforementioned sister's closet and underwear drawer and every other personal space there was to keep clothes. The truth is Tama had found plenty but they were all very sluttish and was definitely not something she would wear. Especially with Ryozo around.

At the same time she skillfully preached to Ryozo about his earlier actions. "What is it exactly that goes through that unnaturally thick skull of yours that makes you think you grope every girl you come across?! Even me, when I'm in this kind of situation! I mean, technically I'm not even a girl! Or on second thought, OH! I'm so confused!"

"You know you are pretty when you're mad?"

Tama tensed. "I can't believe you just said that."

"It's true. You actually make a gorgeous girl, Tama."

Tama tensed and clenched her fists. "I'm not hearing this."

"Of course you are. Your curves are perfect. Your skin has such a fine texture. Beautiful eyes and hair."

Tama tensed and clenched her fists AND her face became a terrible red. "If you stop now I'll forget this."

"No, don't forget this." Ryozo pulled his sorry ass off the bed and advanced on Tama. A fine choice of words that is. Her back was to him, which gave him the advantage. He moved up behind her and slipped one arm around her waist and the other hand went into her hair. Gently caressing her ear and neck. Soon she felt his lips on her throat. All along he was saying, "How long have we been friends? Years upon years, that's how long. They say relationships are better when they start with a good friendship. So ours should be great, if you know what I mean." At that point he discovered her breast. Well, he knew it was there before but now he moved in on it. Her shirt was no help to hide her rigid nipples from display. It was cold. He carefully moved his fingers across them. "I could melt those things like chocolate in my mouth."

Now, if every thing that happened in Anime was possible then Tama would of grown claws and had glowing red eyes. In one swift movement she sent Ryozo flying onto the bed with a fiery handprint across his face. She retracted her imaginary claws and her fictional eyes turned back to normal. Innocently, she tossed her hair back. "For someone as inexperienced as yourself, you're pretty good at that." Wait. Had she just said that? Why would she? What crazy part of her had made her grade his idiotic actions? The feminine part, that's what! Now she was scared. Was that wall that all guys have that keeps the feminine thoughts away slowly being broken down? Now she really had to become a guy yet before she lost every bit of her masculine nature. Which definitely wouldn't be long considering the clothes she had to wear.

Soon Ryozo strained to stare into the keyhole of his sister's room while Tama changed inside. She stared at the clothes that best fit her. A loose fitting (THANK GOD!) but short skirt, a revealing white blouse, a lace bra, a pair of leather boots, and Tama's personal favorite, sarcastically speaking, a black thong. She stared at it and remembered his sister begging their parents for a pair but getting a no way all the way. She grimaced.

After she had slipped all the clothes on (it had taken much doing to get the bra on, but she managed), or what little there was to put on, she stalked out of the room constantly pulling the thong from the deep reaches of her ass. They weren't called "Ass Floss" for nothing.

Ryozo smiled like the Chasseur Cat as she walked into the room. Tama frowned and put her hands on her hips. "I'm going back to the school."

"At two a.m.?"

TWO A.M.! It was that late, early, whatever.

"Uhh. I have to go. If I don't get changed back I might get stuck like this."

"That's not so bad."

Damn, he was out of reach.

"TO ME IT IS! I'm going. Cover for me."

"How?"

"Be creative."

With that she left and immediately wished she had a jacket. As she walked down the cold dark streets, she began to cry. It was the first time Tama had ever cried, well since she was old enough to remember. She shrugged the tears away. It had to be the barriers she had as a guy breaking down or maybe…maybe she just felt like crying.

"How much, babe?" Tama turned slowly to see a hideous man smiling cheerfully as he waved a few yen. SMACK!

This was not a good start on things, she thought as she left the now unconscious pervert to his yen.

Note: Don't expect super long chapters because they frighten me and I don't want frighten you. But I promise by next chapter she'll have entered the book! Thanks for reading.