Gyarus Take the World
“Scientists warn of a so-called “gal fever” which is changing people across Japan. They say it’s a real virus, but there aren’t enough results yet to say for sure. The best we can advise is that young women don’t get involved with anyone who seems sick…” Rentarou tuned out the newscaster as he rambled on in the background from various shop windows as he made his way back from school. He wasn’t a part of any club, so he didn’t have any reason to stay late, but recently, Rentarou felt like it might not be so bad if people liked him a bit more… “Hey boy, why so down?” Rentarou looked up to see a gyaru waving to him. Sure enough, she was talking to him, nothing good could come from this, it was probably some scam… but he couldn’t move away fast enough before she took hold of him. “Hey, hey! Relax! I’m not trying to hurt you, I just want to help you!”
“What do you even need to help me with?” Rentarou wasn’t interested in what she was selling… although he couldn’t help but get the feeling that she was genuine. Something told him she didn’t mean any harm, and that feeling only grew. He wasn’t in a red-light district, and it wasn’t like she was pushing anything of monetary value yet. Maybe she was just some girl his age who he caught the attention of.
“That attitude! That’s no way to live, you should love life, we have to decorate your life!” And just like that she pulled Rentarou away towards the shopping district. He couldn’t pull away if he tried, for whatever reason this girl had an iron grip like no other. Why was she so fixated on him? “Now, first lesson in being a gal, get rid of that dopey outfit!” She grabbed an oversized cardigan (which Rentarou wasn’t even sure would fit on him anyway) a mini-skirt, and a pair of massive knee-high socks.
“Hey, this is my school uniform, it isn’t dopey. Wait, a gal? I can’t be a gal.” The fact that not being a girl in the first place didn’t immediately come to mind for him concerned Rentarou. And had she always been this tall? He could have sworn this nameless gyaru had been much shorter than him only a moment ago when he… what was he doing?
“What’s wrong with being a gal? It’s the best way to live! We’re a perpetual force of love, and you will be too!” They then made their way to the women’s cosmetics department in the store they were walking around in. The gyaru took a multitude of fake eyelashes, bright eyeliner, and awfully long nails and handed them to Rentarou. “For you. Can’t be a gal without big eyelashes and even bigger nail art!” After that, she forced Rentarou into a dressing room with her. “Now let’s put this all together…” She started by ripping Rentarou’s shoes, socks, and pants off.
“Wait don’t you’ll see my-” Dick, he was about to say. But it became apparent to both of them that nothing was there, just a smoothed-out area where he would expect his bulge to be. “See your what?” Rentarou couldn’t deny what was in front of him. He felt like he should have a penis, but he didn’t remember ever having one… that was weird wasn’t it? The gal then slid the miniskirt up his legs. “There, way cuter right? I’d get you different panties, but a girl should choose those out on her own…” Sure enough, Rentarou’s figure lent itself surprisingly well to the mini-skirt, his hips filling it out and leaving little to the imagination, his waist looked smaller than it ever had now. The socks followed, which completely drowned out his lower leg. It felt nice, it felt warm… and then a pair of pumps replaced his shoes. “It… it is super cute. I look better than I thought I would…” Next was his top, his dress shirt could stay, but his tie had to go. The gyaru replaced it with a nice ribbon. Then she threw the cardigan they got over the top of it all… It seemed so roomy, yet it hugged Rentarou’s figure in all the right ways. His breasts popped the top of his cardigan open just enough to show off his feminine charm. He looked… adorable!
“That’s the smile I like to see. Let’s get your makeup on and then I think we’re due to a trip to the salon!” Rentarou gave less and less resistance as she affixed the fake nails over his own, and applied foundation and eyeliner to his face. Then she clipped on his eyelashes. “There you go, aren’t long eyelashes just the best? Look at how your eyes pop! It increases your charm 100%!” She was right. Wearing makeup like this was absolutely thrilling. Rentarou wondered why she hadn’t always looked like this. She made a beautiful gal… but something was missing. “C’mon now, let’s finish your transformation!” The gal threw a massive amount of money on the front counter as they made their way out of the store they were in, across the street to a women’s salon. Rentarou had never been to one… why not though? She loved salons! “Your hair color should pop out a bit more. How about… red?” The thought made Rentarou’s self-image reach a breaking point. That would be adorable!
“Uhhh…. Yes! Red sounds so cute!” Rentarou excitedly took the bottle of red hair dye with her as they made their way over to their spots. The salon artists got to work on the pair of girls, rubbing product into Rentarou’s scalp, she thought about how popular she would be after this. She could see it now “Reina, the school’s super popular gal!” She liked that idea. The hairdresser twisted Reina’s hair into a pair of drills once she came to, and then sent her on her way. “Alright, see you later girly!” Reina waved goodbye as she made her way back to where she was. What was she doing? “Hmm…” Reina twirled her hair as she thought. Was she going to buy new hair clips? No… a new purse? Not that either, they didn’t allow those in class… Then it came to her, she loved staying after school to talk to the other girls. She must have left school to spend some time with other gyarus. Reina made her way back to school, and sure enough, she was a bright ball of peppy energy. It wouldn’t take long before the girls around her took a deep interest in her new style. Nothing of her boring past as a guy remained in Reina’s air-headed brain. Only fashion and happiness remained. As they chattered about becoming gals at the school gates, a gloomy-looking boy made his way past them, not before Reina stopped him dead in his tracks. “Hey boy, why so down?”
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