Misaki and Kijo sat in Kyūri Sensei's rock garden, discussing tomorrow's events. "Do you think we'll be eligible for tomorrow's lottery?" asked Misaki.
"I doubt it," said Kijo. "Humiya told me that Kyūri Sensei would want us to study directly under him for at least a year before he'd consider sending us abroad. It's the older students like Humiya and Shizuka who'll be up for consideration."
"I guess we'll just have to be patient and hope it'll be us next year," Misaki sighed, somewhat disappointed. "So, is it just students from the heya participating, or will there be yokai from other schools?"
"Oh, young yokai from all over Japan will be pouring into our heya for the lottery tomorrow," said Kijo. "Humiya says there's going to be six slots: one for students of our own heya, one for the high school of the kitsune village of Inamura, one for the high school in the tanuki village of Toyoda, two for the yokai students at Takarazuka Music School, and a free slot that any yokai enrolled in a high school can compete for."
"Wait," said Misaki. "Are you saying Takarazuka Music School is a yokai school?"
"Not in general," Kijo answered. "It's run by humans who have no idea that yokai actually exist and the majority of the students are equally human. It does, however, host a significant minority of kitsune. The fox yokai are drawn to the arts, and (as followers of Inari) they're especially fascinated by performance styles that allow them to blur the lines between the sexes. Male kitsune, for instance, often train to play the female onnagata roles in kabuki theater. Likewise, female kitsune (especially shiyūdōtai) dream of a career in the Takarazuka Revue. You'd be amazed at how many of the Revue's stars are secretly kitsune, as would most of their teachers and classmates."
"I see," said Misaki. "I honestly had no idea. Why do they get two slots when every other school gets one?"
"One slot's for the otokoyaku students and the other one's for the musumeyaku," the oni clarified. "That way the Americans get a sampling of the full Takarazuka experience."
"I've never met a Takarasienne before," Misaki grinned excitedly. "Not even one in training. This is going to be so amazing!"
"I'm hoping I'll get a chance to introduce you to my girlfriend Hōkō," said Kijo. "She's probably gonna compete for the free slot."
Before Misaki could respond, Tsubame Sorayama the tengu came running up to them, excitedly flapping hir crippled wings. "Kijo! Misaki! Humiya's here with a witch to transform you."
Misaki and Kijo nodded and headed for the heya's main hall where Kyūri and Humiya stood flanking the strangest woman Misaki and Kijo had ever seen. She was completely nude aside from a ghoulish noh mask depicting a leering oni, and she clearly made no effort to shave any part of her body. Every inch of her skin was covered in scars shaped like kanji representing the five Japanese classical elements: earth, water, fire, wind, and sky. A snake slithered from one of the witch's arms to the other, an uncanny intelligence in its eyes.
Kyūri nodded to the female students. "Misaki-san, Kijo-san, I would like to introduce you to Saku, a witch who lives in the Hira Mountains. She has kindly agreed to perform your necessary transformations. I'll leave the two of you alone now. Humiya, come with me. I could use some help preparing this evening's chankonabe." That said, the old kappa and his tanuki pupil left for the kitchen.
Saku stared at the oni maiden and the human girl. She spoke to them with a slight hiss. "I suppose we should begin. You should undress now."
The girls nodded. Kijo undid her tiger-skin loincloth's fastenings and let it drop to the floor, revealing her pussy and its bush of wiry black hair. At the same time, Misaki tugged off her shirt, pulled down her skirt, and removed her underwear, baring her modestly hairy pussy.
"Good," said Saku. The masked witch picked up a bottle and poured its contents into two cups. "I prepared this potion just before leaving for this heya. Drink it, and you shall have your penises."
Misaki and Kijo each picked up a cup and drank. The potion's flavor had a musky earthiness to it, with a salty aftertaste. Misaki and Kijo stood there for a second, waiting for the magic to take effect. Suddenly, a wave of extreme arousal washed over them, and their hands strayed down to their pussies.
"Don't be frightened," Saku said. "This is a normal part of the transformation."
As the girls rubbed at their clits, they noticed the nubs begin to plump up, as if swollen. The pleasure began to build, and the two clits slowly began to elongate to a freakish length. By now Misaki and Kijo had to stroke their clits like cocks to maintain the stimulation. They felt their slits migrating backwards on their bodies as if to make way for something. Why was soon apparent as a massive sack of loose skin bloomed beneath each clit and was filled by a pair of testicles.
Misaki gasped as a gooey white liquid shot from the tip of hir "clit" as hir orgasm began. Shi glanced over at Kijo and saw that shi was also shooting the creamy goo from what had once been hir clitoris. It was cum, and their clits had turned into dicks! Misaki shuddered, whether from the surprise of hir metamorphosis or from the orgasmic pleasure shi couldn't tell.
Once hir climax subsided, Misaki studied hir cock while Kijo poked at the puddle of cum on the floor. Misaki's dick was six inches long when erect. Shi watched soften, hir dickhead retreating into hir foreskin, the puckered tip extending an inch and a quarter past the tip. Shi stole another glance at Kijo's new junk and was awestruck. The oni maiden's new cock was almost a foot long even in its flaccid state and thick as Misaki's arm. Its relatively short foreskin just barely covered the head of the penis.
"This is incredible!" gasped Misaki. "I'm really a futanari!"
"I'm glad you're impressed," said Saku. Misaki and Kijo thought they heard a smile in her voice, though her face was hidden behind her curious mask. "You now have one more change to make, Misaki. You may now be a shiyūdōtai, but only yokai may study at this sumo heya. I hear that you would prefer to become a kitsune, yes?"
"Indeed," said Misaki. "My father's the high priest of an Inari shrine, so I feel a strong connection to Hir sacred creatures."
"Then you shall soon become a mighty servant of your patron kami," Saku nodded. She placed a small jade figurine of a nine-tailed fox on the table in front of her and began to grind it to powder with a mortar and pestle, muttering spells as she worked. The nude, masked witch poured the jade powder into a cup of sake and handed it to Misaki. "Drink up."
Misaki nodded and drank every drop of sake in the cup. Shi felt a warm sensation in hir groin and eagerly awaited the changes. After a minute, shi realized shi was still human. "Nothing's happening, Saku-sama."
"There is a final step," the witch explained. "You must seek out a kitsune and have sex with them within the next 24-hour period. Only then will your changes begin."
"Alright," said Misaki. "Good thing this place has kitsune students. Be back as soon as I've got my fur!" With that, Misaki Satō ran off to find Akane Inarimago and hir kitsune seed.