IDOL-IZED (AQUA TO RUBY HOSHINO TG) (Patreon)

It was exhausting pretending to like this crap. Well, not that Aqua hated idol work, but he definitely preferred his usual behind the scenes work over the more active spotlight. It was so much easier just being a fan. But if his sister was going to do this he wasn't about to let her half ass it even if it meant putting on an awkward mask and getting his sister's idol group worked to tip top shape. Mem was uncoordinated, Kana lacked any kind of self confidence and Ruby seemed oddly... distracted?

A few times he thought she had figured out just who was behind the mask leading them, but she was trying her best all the same. He still didn't approve of her trying to follow in their "mother's" footsteps given where that had ended, but she was stubborn and he did want to show her some support if she wasn't going to give up on this fantasy. Not openly hence the mask, though he was taking a break from the intensive prep work he had been drilling them through, toweling off before he looked towards the USB stick Ruby had handed him earlier. It had all the choreography for their first two originals, all performed by her and included her, "psych up rituals" whatever that meant.

He wished she could have handed it over sooner since he kept reminding her, and as he was he felt mentally drained and sore all over from five days of straight idol exercising and conditioning. But if he didn't want to deal with the consequences he shouldn't have helped in the first place. He still partially considered it a waste of time on all their ends, none of this bringing him closer to his revenge, but even if he disapproved, he had to admit Ruby was really trying her hardest. And what kind of self proclaimed idol fan would he be if he didn't try to make his Oshi's the best they could be?

Aqua sighed as he plugged the stick into his laptop, ready to get started on learning the parts so he could teach them the next day. He really had to give Ruby some more tech training at some point, USB's behind the times for what should be a pretty easy to send video. Though she seemed to use phones just fine. And she kept up with all her social media bits after Mem's insistence on each of the members keeping an up to date side vlog. So why was-

"I'M GONNA BE THE GREATEST IDOL! I LOVE BEING AN IDOL! I AM CUTE AND SEXY AND GIGGLY AND BUBBLY! DANCING MAKES ME FEEL GOOD! SINGING MAKES ME FEEL GOOD! I LOVE BEING RUBY! I'M GONNA BE THE GREA-"

"Agh shit what the hell is this?"

It seemed like Ruby had recorded herself every day for the last few years and overlapped each video on top of one another on a loop, an overload of buzzing noise and idol affirmations as her sparkly grin flickered across hundreds of variations, each one clearly set to half opacity so that just staring at the multitude of Rubys with any sort of focus sent his temples throbbing. She should have included a damn jump scare warning if she was going to set it that loud.

He tried lowering the volume, but it seemed the size of the file was causing his computer to stutter, fans all working on max as the buttons refused to respond. Task manager wouldn't even open, the video file not showing any kind of timeline to scroll through as her peppy affirmations kept blasting around him.

He could only imagine the kind of mess the original file's timeline must have looked like with all these videos, these cute, perky selfies she had taken for the last- Aqua shook his head a bit to clear it, the repetitions feeling like they were gradually jellying his brains as sweat soaked locks slid further down his cheeks, the hand rubbing at his throbbing temples pinching hard enough to make the hard bone crunch as he gave a confused coo. Yeah her timeline had to be a mess, so many layers of makeup to accent her features. No no he meant technical terms. Weird why was it so hard to think, his mind felt like it was going blank sort of like when Ai used to brush her hair endlessly after a hard day's work, excitedly gushing over how the performance went, how her other dancers did, what she needed to do for the next level till her hair was long, silky and-

"Nnngh ahh ahhh~?"

The loop kept repeating, parts of Aqua's timeline being overwritten by new memories, his tongue lolling as his softened brow clenched, the ever present tugging of hair spilling down his shoulders and back now awash with strawberry scented shampoo, the silky blonde curtain growing thick enough to block his view from the repeating affirmations as his sister's voice echoed endlessly.

He held up fistfuls of it, baffled by its existence even though she remembered how much work she put in on maintaining- No no that wasn't right e-even if she could feel how soft it felt. She wondered if her fans would be like her and fantasize about sniffing it and digging their heads inside her mane of-

"N-No I have to focus have to k-keep waaaatching?"

He had parted his newly lengthened hair only to get more of Ruby's bubbly recordings, his panic dulling to a vague uncertainty, his hands mindlessly parting and twirling his hair expertly into a cute ponytail as his fingers worked themselves to dainty, expressive digits.

He had lost control of his body, Aqua occasionally realizing this between coos and whimpers as more of his timeline was shifted, so many memories apart from Ruby merging together, his hands caressing his cheeks as his mouth puckered. Yes there was the horror at his inability to stop watching Ruby's pep talk, but there was this stronger urge to be cute as she kept repeating it over and over, his face continuing to make a mockery of a girly pout as his cheekbones snapped to better fit the image it wanted.

A part of him couldn't help but get excited by the memories writing over his own, his lips so much softer as they smacked together juicily, his strangled grunts rising as thoughts of being an idol made his body twitch and jerk, various poses filling into gaps of muscle memory, everything feeling subtly softer as a warm buzz worked its way from his scalp down to his toes.

"Ohh ohhh ohh~ yes I-I feel so cuuuute~!"

His throat had flattened, his cries rising to a familiar bubbly cadence, the starburst around his right iris dimming as his left sclera began creating its own mirrored star like the video was imprinting Ruby's own over his.

A warm blush filled his face cheek to cheek as he panted, the cute, airy titters leaving his lips only hastening the desire in his brain, more of his memories corrupting under the unadulterated love of idolation and cuteness washing over him, every hair below his scalp plucked clean or tidy as his nose finished curling up. There was a starburst of pleasure and pain that swelled between his eyes, both of them slanting as their sockets expanded, blood vessels coloring in his sclera a vibrant Ruby red as the video moved on past the basic conditioning and into the actual meat of their dance.

It was weird, Ruby having done some kind of mirrored effect, making it look like twins were dancing, that idea of perfectly synchronized twin idol girls rippling through his already malleable brain. He couldn't stop the further edits to his memories, every attempt to try and think back on who he really was another chance for correction as more of Ruby's life crossed over his, thoughts of Ai happy she had twin girls-

"NNGAAH~!"

Her cock was so hard, leaking as it throbbed, Aquy wondering when he had even stood up but god now that he was all of Ruby's perky bubbly dancing made him have to move along, his toes pedicuring as the awkward steps quickly worked and stretched his toes out, slender flexibility working up with the chores as his calves began to tone in a way hard to see as anything a guy would have. God if only he could just be as girly and giggly and idoly as as-

"KYAAAA~!"

Cum pumped from her cock, her stomach feeling so warm as things were beginning to shift inside, muscle jiggling as she bounced and hopped to the infectious pop music blaring from the laptop, Aquby desperate to match her twin sister's moves. There was an insistent bliss to it all, her mind barely able to resist as her scrotum half flattened, leaving her in a constant state of bliss as her soft cock flopped about, thin spills of her cum shaken out by her dancing form.

Things were changing beyond just the mental, her black t shirt paling white, various knick knacks fading from the room as she danced to her twin's choreography, her nipples and ass gradually loosening as pockets of fat helped the building arousal tease her onwards, the dancing itself its own kind of masturbatory reward as countless hours of e-edit-

"EENGH AHHN AHH IIIIIDOOOOL AHHN AHH CUUUUTE~?"

No of course not that'd be silly. She was completely focused on her idol work ooh just thinking about the hours of stretches made her tummy rumble, clearer spills from her half sunken cock removing some of that excess muscle as her abs flattened to a soft, girly core. She kept thinking of her childhood, countless memories popping to her exercising with Ruby, dancing with Ruby, mirroring Ruby, each pop in her head matched by a subtle one in her core as step by step her abdomen was whittled down into curved perfection, her hops really making her pert breasts and ass wobble as solid surges of fat really started to firm up her figure.

Aquby's heart was racing, the fear continuing to shift to a more general excitement over the eyes on her perfect choreo, Ruby mirroring her smile on the recording as it turned into a complex set of posing and shimmies with minimal leg movement beyond some light hops on the balls of her arched feet, her cum slathered toes bouncing as the fluids firmed to white cotton socks. Deep inside there was awareness how wron-wro-wright this was, the changes diving deeper as her arms burnt off all their useless girth for slender, plush enticement, each finger wiggling as her shoulders seized up.

"N-OHHH~ th-this is all wrong! I-I'm nahhht ahhh ahh hitting my marks!"

Her waist was soft in all the right places now, her spine forced further and further back as the video looped with every mistake, the perfect idol grin stamped on her face as she shimmied her shoulders in. Each scrunch of her frame sent more surges to her breasts, each shimmy making them jiggle more and more as gravity began to let them sag against her compact core.

She came as she finished the shimmy section properly, feeling it ingrain itself into her muscle memory, the last swellings finishing her figure as a tight crevice opened between her thighs. Aruby could barely think under the thundering pop music, her brain rattling as the volume continued to rise, a leg-heavy stretch ready to finish off their first song as she posed cutely for her imaginary audience.

Even her past life wasn't being spared, her voyeuristic enjoyment of idol culture gradually shifting into an even more personal longing. All her former free time went from viewing Ai's dancing to a more active attempt at mirroring it, the same fantasy reworking all his previous motivations. A patient's voice echoed around her fading identity, regaling her in her desire to be like Ai, to be an idol to be just like the perfect girl THEY were meant to be.

"R-OOOHBYYY~?!"

Yes the core of her identity was molding, her sibling's desires mixing into her memories until they were near indistinguishable. She didn't care about being some dumb guy, all thoughts on how much better this body was, so much more flexible, so much easier to dance along and be the object of affection. Perverted thoughts overtook her memories as her doctor's scrubs tore away into a skimpy red and black idol outfit, her thighs trembling as warm floods of fat surged inside as she began to stretch into a split. The tense muscular bliss that rolled along every inch of her cock only added to the desire to throw who she had been to the wayside as stethoscopes became glow sticks, her former self's image shrinking and giggling into her dream idol as a wardrobe mistake sent her mind reeling at the lewd cheers of her fans, every scrap of masculinity forsaken as the imagined cheering of her fans filled her head, urging her to keep going.

There was just one thing to take care of, that bothersome thing messing up her split, Ruby quivering as she had to force her legs apart more and more. Gravity was thankfully aiding her along, the almost-finished idol missing the panicked scampering of feet heading towards her, the only thing mattering being the choreography of the split and the almost painfully potent pleasure stabbing into her with every bit of give she felt. Every muscle was tensed, Ruby forcing herself up a bit only to slam her thighs closer to the ground as the tearing bliss sunk deeper. A cock was just a nuisance in her field, her brain not even wired to acknowledge it, just feeling like the usual bliss she felt from a successful show amplified by a million as a rubbery tip pulled taut between her thighs, the struggling lump of pleasure scraping against the floor for just a moment as the resulting orgasmic shock sent her legs completely parallel to the floor, Ruby's slit jettisoning the last of her former self to the floor.

For a moment she just squealed as the door to her room was slammed open, Ruby unaware of her twin looking shocked at the sight before her while the fully formed idol came in satisfaction over finishing her performance. Satisfaction filled every inch of her body as more clothes wrapped around her, a girl's uniform hugging her curves and forcing out a few pleasured giggles as as an identical clone of Ruby's pink laptop finished playing its video.

The original Ruby didn't know how to respond, wondering where her wish had gone wrong. She had figured out Aqua was the doctor from her past life but he kept ignoring every hint she had dropped. Sure she wasn't being as direct as she could have been, and sure that weird girl with the raven hair had mentioned she could make him understand her fully, b-but she meant like romantically! Er wait now that she thought about it she did remember ranting about how she knew he loved idol stuff and wished he could just express his wants more. And some of the wording she had made when following those instructions er...

While Ruby was working things out in her head, the new Ruby noticed her, the girl springing to her feet as all the fatigue from the heavy practicing seemed to vanish as she jumped onto her shellshocked twin.

"Sis sis! I did it! I got all your choreo down! Well, was it good huh huh?"

"Um I-I mean I don't know if K-Kana will be happy with-"

"Huh Kana-Chan? Why would she be a problem, she's just a school friend!"

It seemed Aqua becoming her had some ripple effects on reality, Ruby becoming more and more concerned as she wondered just how much had changed, even their Line group for B-Komachi only showing Mem and her brother's number renamed Sis with a few cute emojis at the end.

And yet despite that Ruby... didn't hate it?

"Ah I've been trying so hard to be as good as you sis! I'm so jealous at how much of mom you were able to inherit. You're so good!"

Having him be so cuddly and close was making Ruby feel all sorts of things even if it was just a mirror of herself at this point. Aqua was always so pushy and edgy and kind of standoffish. And he was praising her so hard too. W-Well maybe she could try to fix this later, or see how the first show went with the new B-Komachi.

"W-Well I think you were really good sis! But your arm movements could be crisper."

She was making up a flaw but her twin nodded enthusiastically, the earnestness and feeling of who she used to be worshipping her like a fan an addictive combination. And was she always this cute? Despite the burgeoning narcissism Ruby wasn't prepared for her sister to get so handsy, all that conditioned self love coming to the forefront as she pushed her sister down.

"Hehe w-well if I did a good job sis surely that means I get a reward right?"

Needless to say, Aqua's reincarnation quickly went from a concern to more of a side thought as Ruby considered her next move, two charismatic idols better than one. It wasn't how she thought her wish would go but who was she to complain as at least she wouldn't have to worry about any boyfriend scandals getting between them…