...A little hangover Kevin's eyes opened to see a little fluffy mascot drooling a little on his tanktop... Kevin carefully placed MagiKei on the side careful not to wake him as he remembered... he made a pact... and now he'd be a magical girl... Kevin went to the tap to drink water for a bit. The sound of running water woke up MagiKei who asked "Hey Kevin... We drank too much didn't we?"
Kevin's head was still tumbling but he muttered "Yeah... do magical girl transformations cure hangovers?"
"No..."
"How do you do one of those anyways? Transformations?"
"Usually you'd use a focus, and the focus would dip into your subconscious a bit and draw out a magical girl form from the upper layers of your subconscious. The focus also swaps your clothing with a magical girl uniform and sometimes acts as a weapon or tool. You've made the pact so theoretically you could meditate and find the form yourself."
Kevin walked back to the couch, took a heavy seat, and then closed his eyes "meditate, huh?..."
"Focus a bit on your breathing, your desire to protect, your maternal desires, a desirable form perhaps... assuming it's that of a magical girl." MagiKei guided
Kevin felt like... he was diving into a fog and he couldn't see much of where he was going... He felt like he was bound in chains, tugging him in directions. He had made a pact... could he always have done this? Were they simply to bind or could they also be for his safety. Kevin opened his eyes as he stood in the middle of three girls about to ask MagiKei for advice. A little loli girl, bright eyed and hoping for everything. A standard magical girl confident, slightly busty but holding herself with might and grace. Then a spurned one, battered by the world looking for an outlet. His eyes opened and found that his form was that of Her... of Fugue... a somewhat composite shifting between the three. A slightly younger girl on the cusp of puberty. One foot confident, the other foot hesitant. Wanting a better future, scared of the thorns of the past, but at least confident in their abilities. Their magical girl dress black with whispy clouds of purple... at least that's what Kevin felt as there was no focus to make the clothing. He was just the girl swimming in his clothes made for a man much larger than her. She stared at her slender hands as MagiKei looked concerned.
"You... are in an awkward spot... I didn't think it was possible to be stuck in a few possible forms like that." Magikey said "I'd keep it though, and it'll make your focus be stronger and be more able to help with your uniform and weapon."
"Not possible?" Kevin's voice felt shaky and looking at herself to see if she was unstable and her hands got... smaller... younger... The confident magical girl leaving as the world weary and young and inexperienced magical girls gave more influence. It took a second for Magikey to calm Kevin and Kevin started getting more into the middle of the three potential magical girl forms of his. Kevin tried meditating more and could find he could shift in and out of the magical girl form and his normal form easily, but... He always gravitated towards the trio. The hopeful, the naive, and the weary...
"We can adjust as we go." Magikey said "No need to go quick... heck with the way the contract works we could just do nothing and you'd generate enough for my planet, but... Bit by bit, time will help with that whole... controversy thing." Kevin didn't say anything... Really he felt like the shifting form fit him... He didn't quite know where he'd go and... Maybe Kevin was just in a Fugue state while he figured out what he wanted to be going forward... He had a few more alien beers with Magikey and tomorrow his focus would be ready and they could do some actual magical girl training.