“Ahhhh! Ha…hatori something is wrong! ” a panic female voice came from is office doorway. The now bouncy breasted tomoe pouted and looked at him “help me kamisama” he or now she begged

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“What is the meaning of this?” Hatori snapped, looking over his shoulder and glaring over towards the female who not only entered his office without knocking, but was now making a ruckus and distracting him from his very, very important documents; the dragon was currently in the middle of filing away some papers.

He wouldn’t mistake that long silver hair anywhere- well, it was either going to be Tomoe or Ayame, but judging by the feline-esque ears atop his head (Ayame much preferred maid outfits to feigning a kitten and engaging in pet-play), Hatori knew who it was. “Tomoe? What has happened? Why are you…” The words trailed as Hatori shamelessly glanced down towards the yokai’s new ample bosom, and he quickly averted his gaze. 

“Why have you suddenly become a female?”