[Draft] Devil May Lockser (Juvia TG) (Patreon)

Dante wandered through the streets, getting back from a contract. One of the reasons why he had taken it was because it had been a bit since he had last heard from his nephew and it was time he figured out what was going on.

“Wonder what could be keeping you kid. Haven't heard back from that strange call you put a girl up to.”

He wasn’t worried about Nero. Nero could handle himself just fine, and had managed to get more than a few good hits against him. If there was some big monster or something, he would have been invited to the party a long time ago.

A growl from his stomach made him stop and look at his belly. “You know what? Let’s grab a bite to eat before we continue looking around. I could use a bite, and a drink sounds good right now.”

Dante looked around, wondering if there was anything promising he can eat at. A flashing sign in the window caught his attention, showing they had opened just a few minutes ago.

“That name seems familiar for some reason.” He tried to think of where he had heard about it, but no matter how hard he pondered it didn’t come. “Meh, maybe if I give it a moment or two and just focus on something else it will come to me.”

Dante stepped inside the bar, wondering what the inside of it would be like. Old rock music filled the bar, making a grin form on his face. “Man, this takes me back.”

Immediately he could tell the bar was well cared for. It made him feel as if he had entered a cabin out in the woods for a job a long time ago. It might have lacked the fire, but it also lacked the demon blood that had gotten into the carpet as well.

The place was mostly dead, save for the owner behind the bar, who stood behind the bar. He was taking stock off the bar he had, and marking things down on a clipboard. “Oh looks like I came at just the right time then. I won’t have to deal with any tough guys, or someone trying to prove their manliness.”

Just above the bar, by several kegs, he noticed hanging on the wall was Nero’s sword. “Well looks like he was here. Looks like he was here, though I wonder why he left his sword here. With how he acts, there’s no way he ghad to pay off some debt.”

Dante plopped by the front of a bar. “Hey man, mind telling me what you got around here that would be worth something. Just came back from a job and I could use something nice about now.”

“Sure and welcome to….” The bartender turned and froze the moment he saw him. All of the color in his face disappeared. A small squeal came from him. “Oh good lord, not you again!”

Dante blinked. On his chest he noticed the bartender’s name was Cicero. “We met before pal?”

“You got into a fight with one of my patrons and you wound up destroying my bar years ago!”

“...You’re going to have to be a little more specific there if you’re going to need to be a little more specific there. I have had to go through a lot of bar fights over the years.”

“More specific…You used one of the demon skulls I had around the building and managed to SOMEHOW make it land on their head and slide across the room into the pool table!”

“Oh now I remember. Man, it has been a good bit since that happened. But yeah that doen’t rank to high on my list of insane things.”

“Yeah and I had to work my ass off to get this place built. You ran out before you could even pay the bill. Do you have any idea of all the trouble I had gone through because of your antics?”

“No, not really, but things seemed to have turned out well for you. You got a nice bar going.”

“Yeah no thanks to you and all of the chaos you brought when you first came here. I had to go back and do some odd jobs since the insurance wouldn’t cover the damage.”

“C’mon man, that was years ago, and besides I can make things worth your time. Good food and drinks deserve a nice bill.” Dante pulled a five out of his wallet and slid it over.

Cicero stared at the bill and then at Dante’s face. “Seriously?”

“You can consider that a tip until you give me the best drink you got.”

“What a lovely tip.” Cicero pinched the brow of his nose. A heavy sigh came out of his lips. Scathing eyes bore into Dante’s eyes. “Just find an empty booth, and my waitress will serve you in a minute.”

Dante chuckled. “Alright, sounds like a good plan. Though, before I do, could you tell me where you got that sword from.”

Cicero looked over his shoulder at the blade. “I got it a while back from a guy who looked like you. Had a fiery attitude and started some shit with a couple of guys here. Thankfully my pub is still standing. Went on to prove his manliness and wound up losing his sword because of it.”

“Has he stopped by ever since then?”

“Haven’t seen him since.”

Dante could tell he wasn’t going to get more from the guy right now. ‘If I buy a couple of drink will loosen his tongue a little to give me a little more info about what Nero’s been up to and where he’s been.’

Cicero pulled out several bottles and got to work mixing them. Annoyance surged with every motion he had done, along with a determination to get thing right.

Dante went over to the nearest booth and plopped his feet on the table. His eyes roamed around the bar, taking it all. The place was cozy and quaint, with comfortable seats. “If the drinks are nice then I'll have a new place to go to whenever I’m passing through.”

Footsteps caught his attention and a smile crossed his face when he saw the source. “Hello beautiful.”

Walking up to the bar was a beautiful curvaceous redhead that looked too good for a small join like that. Everything about her was sexy. The redhead easily the biggest set of breasts he had ever seen in his life, which bounced and rippled like pudding. Her broad hips swayed delightfully and she was sporting one of the best behinds he had ever seen. To top it all off she was wrapped up in a tight revealing crimson bunny suit that complimented her long scarlet hair.

The only thing that marred it was the dour annoyed expression she had on her face. The grip on her tray was tight.

Cicero pointed to his booth, and the woman grumbled something under her breath as she put the mug on her tray. She sighed and then turned with a forced smile. The redhead jumped. All of the control she had disappeared. For a moment, her face struggled, before it returned to a bewitching smile that almost enraptured him. Then she strutted over, emphasizing the delightful sway of her hips.

“Here is your drink sir.”

She placed the mug of his drink down, giving him a perfect eyeful of her deep cleavage.

Dante didn't even wait a moment and picked it up. His eyes were locked on her gigantic bust and how the tight fabric smooshed her bust.

Dante beamed. “Man this is some pretty nice stuff. Place has everything a guy could dream of. Great drinks, nice music, and it has a wonderful babe like you walking around and being a server.”

“Man with a beauty like you, you must help bring in all of the business.”

The redhead gaped. “D-Dante don’t just say something like that?”

“Well that was unexpected. Wouldn’t mind hearing my name come out of your pretty mouth again babe, but still its a little weird how you know it just like that.”

The girl recoiled for a moment, and her expression immediately shifted into disgust. Her jaw dropped as her face turned into a lovely shade of red to rival her face.

“Well that’s not the response I was expecting. Usually girls swoon a little when I look at them.”

“Dante it's me Erza!” The moment the words left her mouth, a ugly snarl crossed her face. “Fucking hell, even now I can’t say what’s going on.”

“Okay beautiful, while I don’t mind an admirer, as pretty as you, you’re weirding me out a little.”

Again Erza looked as if someone had shoved a lump of old rotting food, in front of her face. “Quit it! Stop with the flirting damn it! I'm trying to tell you who I am.”

“Alright then, why don’t you tell me where we met before. Maybe hearing it from you will jog my memory.”

Erza slammed her hands down onto the table, glaring at him. “The first time we met was in Fortuna. You shot the head of the Order of the Sword in the head and we had a fight. I threw a big stone sword at you and then stabbed you with your own sword! Is that proof enough of who I am.”

Dante’s body went lax and his eyes bulged out of their sockets. There might have been a lot of people around for the first half of that fight, but it was only Nero and him when they were alone.

“Look i know this is a big shock and all, but…”

Dante snickered, unable to help himself despite how strange it was that he winded up like this. “Oh my god Nero! That’s you! I thought you were joking when you said you had been turned into a girl.”

“Stop fucking laughing!” Erza glared at him, growling like a feral animal. “No it wasn’t a fucking joke! I’ve been stuck here being heye candy for these perverted bastards for weeks because of you! Why the hell would I even joke about something like this?”

“Yeah I thought it was out there, but I wasn’t going to question it too much. Figured you would be able to handle whatever else you came across. I didn’t think you would wind up running into something that would make you a sex pot. Guess you couldn’t handle the cut as well as I thought you could. ”

Her face scrunched as if she was struggling to get herself under control. The rage in her eyes dulled and was replaced with a cool confidence that made her smile.

“How did you wind up turning into a woman? Did some demon get the better of you or something? Don’t worry, kid. Just tell me what did it and I’ll do what I can to get you your balls back. Well get the balls between your legs back. Maybe we can trade the ones on your chest for them.”

Again, the smile she had on her returned. The cold edge it had gained prominence. For a moment, the outline of blue demonic power appeared around his frame, before it disappeared.

“Relax kid, I’m just…yanking your chain a little.”

Dante took another sip of his drink, the pleasant beverage going down his body in just the right way to make him feel alive right now. The pleasant blueberry taste of his drink went down with little issue at all. “Now this is a good drink.”

Cicero grunted and waved him off.

Dante went back to his drink, enjoying this beverage. A content sigh came to him. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t stop himself from taking sip after sip of it.

Unknown to him, the light blue eyes he had darkened slightly, as if the light in the room was being taken away from. Every gulp if the  The shade of them kept getting dark until they had become dark midnight blue eyes.

Erza noticed this and her smile brightened. The tension in her body eased. She stood straight. For a moment she glared at him, before she pinched the bridge of her nose before she placed her hand on his head. “What’s wrong Dante? Do you have a fever. Do you feel under the weather?”

Dante laughed. “Worried about me? Guess this place has been softening you a little more. Well more than normal with how your body is right now.”

“Just wondering since you seem a little out of it right now.”

Erza’s eyes went over his exposed body. The small bits of Dante’s exposed flesh lost the hair on them. It was as if they were retreating into his body.

His skin lost even more of its color. Even though it was just a glimpse she could see the hair on his chest was gone, and replaced with a smoother exterior. The normal rougher complexion he had softened and gained a softer appearance.

Dante went to take another swig of his drink, but stopped. The drink zoomed past him and almost made him bonk his head. “Well that was unintended.”

Every curl of his fingers went unnoticed to his nerves, and never felt it moved. It stopped in front of him and he slowly curled his digits. Despite seeing the move, Dante didn’t feel them. He moved his other arm and just like with his other limb, there was no sensation of moving coming from his body.

“Ok, Nero i think you might have been right when you said. Something is up with me. Feeling a little funny.” The room began to spin around to him. His limbs swung from side to side. Everything seemed like it was getting somewhat larger to him. “Okay yeah, something is off with me right now.”

Dante turned to her, the grip on his drink loosening. The handle of the mug slipped from his fingers as he leaned a little further.

“Now you don’t want to make a mess. I might have to clean it up if you do, and that’s the last thing you want to do.” Erza grabbed the mug before it could make a mess, the smirk in her eyes growing as she placed it on the table across from them. “I don’t think you’ll need this. With how you’re acting right now, the last thing you need in you is more booze.”

Now Dante noticed the difference to his skin. The different texture and the shade of it became apparent. He pulled on it, trying to make it revert to its original appearance, but no matter how hard he pulled it stayed the shame.

“Nero, you’re right, something is up with me. You seeing what I’m seeing?”

“Oh I do.”

“A nice little treat from me.” Cicero stepped out from behind the bar. “I’m going to have some fun messing with you for what you did all those years ago.”

Erza rose her arm, preventing Cicero from getting closer. “No, considering how long I have been stuck here when this guy ignored me, I’m going to transform him!”

Cicero blinked, and even Dante found himself shocked by the change. Neither could say or do anything else but stare at Erza. Cicero’s eyes stared at Erza, trying to find if something was wrong, but couldn’t see any tells. “You know what, you can do it. So long as he winds up as another new lovely babe, and don’t try to pull any tricks. I think I can allow it.”

A glint entered Erza’s eye that made Cicero chuckle, and Dante pale. She turned to Dante, whose heart fell into his stomach. Her smile hadn't changed, but he could feel a malicious edge to it that rivaled Vergil’s. “Now then let’s have some fun.”

Dante shuddered. ‘Reminding too much of your father right now Nero.’

Ever since I’ve turned into a woman, I’ve struggled to deal with all of these new different impulses and needs from my body. This is honestly the first time I’m willingly going with the changes and impulses that have been given. All of those jokes you have made have ticked me off. Especially the heat between my legs. I’ve had to deal with this for weeks!”

Popping noises came from his cheeks as they rose higher. Dante shook his head, his breathing picking up as he tried to regain some sense of feeling in his body. For a moment, a slight bout of pain came over his face, as if someone was roughly massaging his face, trying to press down on his skull. New vigor appeared in it as the age he had reduced. The slight bags and crows feet around his eyes vanished. Again feeling came over him as his jaw felt as if someone was digging their nails into it as they pulled on it. The hard sharp features he had softened, loosing some of their aged roughness. A wet plop came from his lips as they opened, filling with the same delightful mass to make them larger then they were

The stubble on his cheeks disappeared, leaving his face clean as if a razor had gone over it.

A sigh escaped his lps as release finally came for him. No lingering sensations came over him, and yet Dante knew whatever had just happened did.

He sloppily raised his hands to his face, and could only feel a faint tingling sensation. No matter how hard he pressed his skull there was no indication to show him how much his face had altered.

Erza raised her tray with a vindictive smirk. “With those new looks of yours, you’ll be getting all sorts of attention.”

Dante stopped and stared at her reflection. The visage staring back at him in the tray wasn’t his own, but that of a young woman. Everything about her appearance rivaled Erza’s own. Yet none could deny she was a beauty as well. In his younger years, he would have definitely flirted with the beauty looking at him.

“All of the perverts who have come here will definitely go crazy when you see them. Perhaps you’ll get some of the heat off me and I won’t have to worry about anyone smacking my ass or trying to cop a feel of my breasts for once.”

“That’s a fool’s hope Erza and you know it.”

Erza’s face didn’t scrounge at all, but Dante could see the rage in her eyes grow. A scratching noise came from the table, as her nostrils flared. She moved her hands away from the table and focused on Dante.

A slight burn from his throat came from his throat, which was immediately followed by a hacking cough. Dante’s hand shot to his throat and wrapped around it, making him wince. The insides of it shifted around, and his coughs rose in pitch.

“Gahh!” Gone was the original suave masculine voice he had. Now there was a tenor voice belonging to a young woman. He reached for his throat and shuddered at only feeling the sides of his throat. From what he could feel, there was nothing there at all, no traces of his Adam's apple there.

“How is this stuff changing my voice now? Dante grimaced at the feminine voice coming from it/

“Oh my, not quite as good as mine, but yours will certainly get some attention as well. I wouldn’t worry so much. It goes much better with that new face of yours.”

“Agreed with that. When this is done I want to hear you talk a little dirty.

“Now then, what will be the next thing to change about you? You’ve certainly come a long way since you started. Feel like making a bet Erza.”

Erza crossed her arms under her bust. “Not happening. Considering what you have me do already and what I put up with, I’m sure you’re going to make me do something perverted.”

“Aww. Why do you have to go and ruin my fun like that?”

Erza looked at Cicero flatly. “Do you really want me to answer that?”

Light blue streaks appeared in Dante’s hair. A silky shine appeared in it and became more apparent. Its growing length was apparent to Dante as it continued to brush against his body.  They tickled his cheeks and the back of his neck, curling. It brushed past his shoulders and continued down his back until it reached the middle of it.

Cicero whistled in appreciation. “Well blue hair. That wasn’t expected, but nobody can complain. It makes a nice counterbalance to Erza and adds more to her exotic appeal.”

He ran his hand through it and was just as pleased by it. “Wow Erza, it’s just as soft as your hair.

Erza ran her hand through Dante’s longer hair, humming as she did. “Well it is rather nice. With this feel and shade maybe some of the hair lovers will leave me alone now. ”

Dante sloppily tried to smack their hands away, but couldn’t hit them. “Stop playing with my hair!”

Cicero chuckled. “Aww I guess with such a cute face it’s hard to say no to you. If that’s what you want then I’ll stop for now.”

Erza ran her hands through Dante’s hair again. “I won’t its so nice and fun to play with.”

Dante blinked when he noticed the cushions of the seats felt like they were brushing against his skin, but that couldn’t be right. Even though his body was still and he wasn’t moving around the booth much, it still felt as if he was moving around. The hard fabric of his clothes dragged down his body. Everything was looking a little larger to him. Cicero and Erza looked as if they were growing before her eyes.

His attire brushed against his diminishing body. The sleeves of his coat went further up his arms. They covered his wrists and crawled up his arms. All his control over his legs disappeared. His tight boots loosened around his feet and drooped.

Dante forced his mind to focus and noticed his nails extended slightly and gained a more elegant appearance to them. His clothes were drooped against his body and it was for him to envision the female limbs he had hidden underneath. Tension formed in his pants as his thighs ballooned, making him wince. The sides of his pants were stretched as they got larger, growing to a side they would have been able to be used as pillows with ease.

Erza leaned closer to get a better look at Juvia. “With how loose those clothes are, you clearly aren’t meant to wear them now. Why don’t you step out of your seat and let us see what we’re working with.”

“No wait!”

Erza pulled Dante out of the booth. He couldn’t even put a token of resistance. It was as if he was a ragdoll that had its strings cut. He crashed right into Erza, smooshing her boobs right against her chest, but didn’t stumble at all from the impact. Like a pair of airbags they forced her back.

For a moment, the world spun as if she was on a top. Before anything could happen, Erza grabbed her shoulders. When he regained some control over himself, he noticed Erza now stood just an inch taller than him.

Dante tried to push himself away from Erza, but he could barely work up the strength to stand. Even keeping his vision straight proved to be a greater challenge than he expected.

“My oh my. It seems like those clothes of yours just aren’t fitting you’re body anymore. I wonder what will be happening to you next. It threw me off when I first went through this, but my clothes just changed to suit my body. Why is it his clothes aren’t changing like mine did?”

“With your’s I had a little prep time. I wasn’t going to take any chances with this one.”

“Makes sense.” Erza grabbed the front of Dante’s shirt, and in one quick motion, she tore it and his coat off. Dante tried to cover his chest, feeling unnaturally embarrassed by being so exposed.

“We can get rid of these two. Might as well show of the rest of your body since its just us.” Erza grabbed the hem of Dante’s pants and underwear and pulled. Again they were torn right off her body, leaving her naked as the day she was born.

Cicero clapped his hands together, staring at Juvia. “Oh lala, that is such a lovely look! Thank you for the wonderful show so far. While you might still be on the manly side, I know I’ll be seeing some good things in the future.”

Dante tried to put up a measure of resistance, but the way his legs wobbled made any threat he made killed whatever threatening presence he had. “As if! This has gone far enough!”

Erza smirked vindictively. “No it hasn’t. Considering all of the comments I got, I think letting us see everything is a good way to start making up for all I’ve been through. Maybe then you’ll be able to understand why you need to get moving when someone tells you something is up.”

“C’mon Nero you don’t need to to this. You can fight whatever influence that bastard has over you!”

The smirk Erza had vanished insanity and was replaced with a cold glare. “Don’t think I haven’t tried. Even now its a struggle at times. And considering how long I had to put up with this. We’re only getting started.”

A gurgling noise came from Dante’s stomach. The defined abs he had diminished, looking as if they were retreating his body. No trace of the hard muscles they had were there.

Erza cood. “Just look at those muscles go away.”

Erza’s fingers prodded them, and they gave in slightly. There was still some tightness, but none of the power that was there before remained. Yet the firmness they had was there. Every little tap of Erza’s digits did nothing to help Dante relax. “Such a nice toned stomach. It might look off wit the rest of your body, but give it a little bit of time and it will look perfect on you I’m sure.”

Dante slurred. “S-stop it!”

“No I don’t think I will, and besides we are just getting started. We can’t stop now.”

A craving noise came from the sides of his waist. Dante winced as his waist caved in. The sides of his waist kept trimming, making his boring hips look broader then they were. Even his upper body had a subtle curve to it with how much smaller it was now, giving him a small but noticeable hourglass figure.

“Let me take a closer look at this. I want to get a nice feel for that figure.” Erza wrapped her arms around it and ran her hands around his waist. Dante jumped and prepared herself for whatever she would do. Before Dante could try to break away again, Erza pulled her forward until they were almost touching lips. Erza’s massive breasts were squished against Dante’s chest. Dante’s face darkened and couldn’t help but stare at the massive cleavage pressed against his chest.

Cicero sat in one of the chairs and lounged in it. A lump formed as the blood in his body boiled, eager to be touched. “Damn, she’s not even done and this would already be a wonderful sight for many to see. Tell me Dante what do you think will be the next change to change about you? Do you think it will be your dick, or will your breasts and butt come in first?”

Dante’s face darkened further as Erza giggled. Then he blinked when he noticed the name Erza  “No I don’t want to have breasts or a big butt.”

Cicero chuckled. “Such a cute blush you’re sporting now Dante.”

Dante gasped as his hard member reduced. He rolled his hips and tried to stop himself from doing so, but they continued to bounce despite his best efforts.

Erza stepped back and watched in eager anticipation. “Well looks like we got our answer. Trust me when I say this, loosing it feels like something else when it first happens. Its strange when it first happens trust me, but you’ll get used to it surprisingly quick.”

Cicero leaned forward, the shit eating grin he had growing.

Dante’s shrinking member was plain to see. Even the tip of his member retreated into his body without delay. Right after doing so his knees trembled like a faun learning how to walk for the first. The trembling in his legs became more pronounced as his balls trailed up his thighs and entered his body. Juices came out between her legs. For a moment, Dante didn’t do anything. She just stared it, unable to bring herself to do anything more. In its place was a female anatomy burning to be used.

Erza clapped her hands, with a mocking smile. “Congratulations on becoming a woman, Dante.”

Cicero slowly clapped is hands with the largest grin he had gracing his face. “I have to say you make a mighty fine woman, Dante. Even if you’re transformation isn’t done there is nothing at all and you lack a set of breasts or anything to make that hourglass of yours stand out, its certainly nice to see.

Dante’s fingers inched closer to it. A morbid part of her, wanted to slip them in and see for herself what it would be like to put her fingers down there, but with how different it was, she was able to stop herself from doing so.

Cicero laughed. “Well, go on. Feel free to explore. I’lll enjoy the free show, and I’m sure Erza will get a little buzz watching you play with yourself like that.”

“A little bit, but I’ll enjoy watching…Juvia go through a little of what I did.”

“Why do you call Dante…Why is Davia speaking in third person? What are you doing to Davia’s head!”

Just trying to get the D out of her original name seemed to be testing her resolve on every levels. Her nipples perked up the more her small digits touched them and her areola. A round shape appeared and became more prevalent with every passing second.

A slight bit of padding appeared on Davia’s chest, making Davia stop. She patted her chest and to her horror, more padding appeared on her chest with every little pat. The blush on her face deepened and her lips trembled. “Davia’s chest is swelling out!”

“Indeed it is.”

“Don’t worry with a little luck you might have a nice large set to be ogled by everyone to. Doesn’t that sound great?”

“No it sounds terrible to Davia!”

Erza reached around and forced Davia’s hands away and cupped them. “Oh then let me sweeten the deal. Maybe they’ll be so big they’ll bounce wherever they go! Doesn’t that sound wonderful.”

Davia’s small mounds grew bigger against her hands. They pushed Erza’s hands further out, forcing her to adjust how she held them. If it wasn’t for Erza holding her, then she would have lost toppled over from how weak in the knees she was and the unknown weight of her bust. Her ballooning bosom swiftly became too large for Erza’s hands to hold, and she was forced to adjust them.

Juvia flailed around, trying to throw Erza off. “Stop!”

Erza leaned closer, her breath tickling Davia’s ears as she continued to play with Davia’s body. “Stop? But we barely even started…tell me what’s your name again?”

“Ahh ! Juvia! Juvia’s name is Juvia! Noooo! Juvia won’t lose like this!”

“Oh no I’m sure Juvia is your name! Wouldn’t you agree with Cicero?”

“Yes, I agree. There’s no way you could have ever had a name like Dante.”

Juvia’s bust slowed its growth, and finally reached its end. Every ripple and the way Erza pressed down on her bust was apparent. They finished growing when they had become a just as impressive F-cup as Erza’s bust, looking like giant balloons.

Erza smirked. “It seems like these have finally finished growing. I think we can let you go now and take a nice look at them.

Erza let go of her bust, letting Juvia’s breasts drop into a natural perky shape. All sense of balance Juvia had was thrown out of whack. She tried to stabilize herself and almost toppled forward. “There we go, can’t have you toppling over now can we?”

Juvia panted, her body twitching in erotic glee.

Cicero whistled, admiring Juvia’s new bust. “Damn, she’s almost as big as you Erza.”

“Maybe, but still I’m the superior one.” A grimace formed right after the words left her mouth.

“Heh, well someone's feeling a little boastful. It’s taken a bit, but it seems like you’re finally taking some pride in that curvy body of yours.”

“Shut it.”

“Now then all that’s left is for her to get the booty, and then she’ll be done.”

Juvia’s buttocks expanded. Her hands went over every little cure it had. It lost none of its toned definition despite its growing size.

The bottom cheeks swelled and pushed against Erza’s crotch. Erza was forced to step back and adjust how she stood from the growth. Juvia’s new behind kept pushing Erza back like a airbag going off. A chuckled escaped her lips. “Oh this certainly is a nice butt. I already know this is going to be rolling everywhere you go.”

Finally Juvia’s butt finished growing into an impeccable size and growth that would have bounced with every little action she made.

“Now it's finally done, let me get a nice feel for that butt.” Erza smacked her on the ass, making Juvia stumble from the blow. Instinctively, Juvia’s hands went to her rump. She held it squeezing the tight butt flesh. Even so it rippled and bounced yet it had a surprisingly amount of firmness to it.  “It’s got a nice ripple to it, just like mine.”

“Damn feel free to keep going and explore Juvia’s body, Erza. I could use a new show like that and would help break her in. If you want to keep playing with that butt go right ahead. That behind seems ike a booty worth playing with.

Cicero’s eyes darted to the clock and he frowned when he noticed the time. He looked at the door and then sighed. “As much as I would love to see where this goes, since she’s all nice and ready, I think it's about time we put the final touches. As nice as it would be to see you working in the nude, this is a respectable establishment. Erza, would you be a dear and get Juvia here some new clothes.”

Erza looked down at her clothes and then back at the nude Juvia. A devilish smirk appeared on her face. “I know just the thing.

Erza sauntered off, swaying her hips as she did.

“God I can’t tell which of you has the better ass. Both of you got cheeks you can use to suffocate a man. I wonder what she might be getting. With how pissed she has been at you lately, I’m sure its going to be something nice.”

Footsteps caught their attention and they turned to see Erza. In her hands were a pair of bunny ears along with a bunny suit, similar to Erza’s, except this one was a dark blue. Now then why don’t we put on something a little nicer for you to wear.”

“Oh I agree. Put it on Juvia. Might as well get used to the new clothes you’ll be working in.

“No Juvia will not put them on. Juvia no wear bunny outfit!”

Cicero said. “You will.”

Juvia’s body betrayed her and began to put on the clothes. The black stockings clung to her legs, making shudder. Like spiders crawling up her body, her legs trembled. Right after doing so, she slipped on the cufflinks. She grabbed the blue leotard and slipped it up her body, still trying to stop herself from doing so.

Erza grabbed the zipper. “Don’t worry about the zipper. I can help you with that.”

Juvia squealed at how sharply it was pulled up. For a moment, she jumped off the ground before she landed on her feet, barely managing to regain her balance.

Cicero brought his hands together and prayed. “Lord thank you for the wonders you have blessed my bar with this day.”

Juvia examined herself. The flushed expression she had darkened further. Small whimpers came from her as she examined herself. The dark blue leotard propped her breasts up, making them look larger then they were.

“Now we can’t forget the cherry on top of an outfit like that.” Erza slammed the top of the bunny ears on Juvia’s head. “Now you’re a perfect blue bunny girl, ready to serve drinks and bounce all over the place.”

“What the?” Juvia tried to pry them off her head, but no matter how hard she pulled, they remained put. “No Juvia don’t want to be a sexy bunny girl! Why won’t they come off Juvia’s head?”

“Sorry, but those will only come off once you’re work shift is over. If that little magical security measure wasn’t in then Erza would have thrown them off long ago.”

“Shut up.”

Cicero chuckled at the pout on her face. “Good thing you came when you did Juvia, because tonight is our special night. Devil Hunters get half off and ever since Erza came, things have only gotten busier. Don’t worry Juvia, you’ll get used to it right quick.”

Juvia grabbed the dark blue heels she had and slipped them over her stockings. “Must resist! Have to go on the attack. Have to help serve customers for Master so Juvia can! Nooo!”

Cicero picked up Rebellion, along with Dante’s guns. He heaved the giant sword over his shoulder and examined his guns. “As for these. I’ll think about what I’ll do with them in the meantime. I’m sure I could make a nice penny  or two from your gear.Then again keeping them as trophies to line the wall sounds good too. Might even be able to pay back all of the damages you did to my bar years ago.”

“Now then Erza, make sure to keep an eye on Juvia and show her the ropes. Last thing we need is for her to trip or something and make a mess. Though I’m sure someone would be happy to see either of you in compromising positions like that.”

Erza leaned closer, her face almost touching Juvia’s spandex clad butticks. “I’l; make sure to do that, though she’ll have plenty of eyes already with that butt of hers. Especially with that little cotton tail above her butt.”

Outside the window, Cicero noticed people walking to the door. He filled two mugs with his finest booze and handed them to the girls. “Now then why don’t we give everyone another nice wonderful thing to walk in on before they go. Stand a little together and make sure to show off the sides of your body when they come in. I want the two of you to mush your breasts together.”

The sour expression on Erza and Juvia’s were replaced with happy smiles as they turned to the door. The patrons stopped when they saw Erza and Juvia one who was just as sexy as Erza.

Erza turned to them with a saucy smile that melted their hearts and made blood rush between their legs. Erza and Juvia raised their mugs of ale and mushed their breasts together, just as they were instructed to. “Good evening everyone, welcome back to the bar. As you can see we got a new employee. Say hello to my sister, Juvia!”

Juvia could see the lust in their eyes, but her smile didn’t dim in the slightest. ‘No! Don’t look at Dante with those h-horny eyes. Why is Jante’s body getting hotter the more you look with those hungry ogling eyes!’

One of the members said gleefully. “Wait, there's two of them now? Shit man.”

Another chuckled. “Well you know what they say about bunnies. I’ll take the blue one.”

“Sounds good. Scarlet is more my color anyway.”

Erza went to take the patron more interested in her to a booth, while the other customer went to an empty table. He looked back at Juvia. “Are you coming lovely?”

Juvia jumped as her body went on autopilot, eager to fulfill their wishes. “Juvia is coming masters!”