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In the Name of the Moon [Diary, Usagi Tsukino TF]

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Published: Dec 6, 2015

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_{Journal 01

Okay, I'm not sure quite how to explain this. I was running through a forest, smoking some of the good stuff and just kind of laying low you know? Because me and my best sis Jess wanted to ditch school and didn't have time for that shit. We was just kind of blowing some rings, having a cool time when we stated chasing each other and playing in the deep of these sick nasty bushes, when I tripped on some kind of thingamajinga. I snatched it up and it looked kind of like, a Wand. A wand thingmajing, you know? Weird shit. It looked like a sort of cheap plastic toy I swear. But anyway when I held it up in the light, it began to glow, razzle freakin' dazzle. I was blinded by the light, and before I knew it I was completely blazed out of my mind and head hit the pavement. Or dirt I guess, shit whatever.

When I woke up I was in a cabin in the woods. Jess Brought me back here. This cabin is kind of stuffy, I want to leave later but my body feels all stiff and sore for whatever reason. Awww screw it no ones missing me back there anyway are they? Not my screwball of a mother or bastard father. Jess had shit to get to, probably at work and she left me a ton of snacks and I guess I'll just hang out here for a while. There was a pen and paper and this old notebook I found, and I've started chronicling my stay here out. I wonder what'll happen in the meantime.

Journal 02

I woke up today after hanging out in the dark of the woods for a bit. Wakity wakey, did I lose a ton of weight? I was a heavy smoker before but, I felt like my entire body had gone all soft when I got up. That shit wasn't right. I must be just more stoned out of my mind than usual, since I had trouble actually balancing myself for quite a while. I feel like my face shrunk, or was it my hands? Probably both, shit's really weird yo! Even my own clothes were suddenly way too big for me, what in the world's up with that? I don't even know what's happening. Atleast, I feel like I've got a lot more energy stored up inside. For someone with only junkfood and sofa pop in the woods somewhere in a log cabin, that's pretty unusual. I spent most of the day smoking still, is it just me or is that stuff trashin? Didn't taste like it's usual hit, I don't know something weird is definitely going on here.
Jess is coming back later tonight to bring more food, I don't have any plans on heading back yet, guess I'll keep hanging here. She's been my go to sis' for almost a decade now, girl takes care of her mother and two younger siblings like a champ. Love that girl, I'd do her right in the pussy if she wasn't a pretty casual going catholic. Dat phat hoe, if she wasn't enough to act like my mom and spout off about maturity crap half the time I don't know what I'd do. Honestly she's the only reason I've kept in school or do anything anymore.

Journal 03

Yep, I knew it. This is like horror movie craploosa going on. When I got up today I'd lost almost a foot in height! My body's all skinny now, even my limbs and hands seem kinds thin. All dat muscle and a lot of strength is totally gone, but the freakin weird thing but my appetite is all wacked up. That is to say I've been starving all day. First thing I even did when I woke was stuff my face with corndogs, carmel corn, cheetos, gummy worms and pretty much every snacker in the chest Jess bought. I went through the whole thing before noon.
I was going to take a quick 'bath' in one of the rivers, when I noticed something curly pushing out of my head. Like god I didn't think it could even be real at first, but than I looked down at my reflection and saw it. My eyes were bright blue for one, but who cares. My hair had turned blond! What gives, were these pigtails just king of dangling out? Sweet mother of mercy, what's happening to me? My face was really pale too, and jaw felt soft. Were my eyes a little sleek? I could see the reflections of light through them atleast. I pretty much spent the rest of the day just racking my brain, worrying about it. Jess came back later with more snacks, lucky for me. I doubt she expected to go through the whole stash in one day. By the time I rolled into bed I felt sick and like I was about to vomit out my organs any second. What a lousy night.

Journal 04

Oh no, oh nonono this is not happening! I swear to hell on earth this is like a kind of bad twilight zone episode. The moment I rolled up, I fell onto the floor and expected to crash onto the creaking wooden floorboard. But something sheltered me than and there, I thought it was just like a pillow or sheet at first, but when I got up it was stuck to my chest. I squeezed those titties and realized I had, get this, boobs! No doubt these were boobs, I'd seen many fat titties in my day, I'd never mistake two massive lumps of flesh growing out on my own chest! A quick peak at my man junk showed that the little guy down there had shrunken to the size of a marble. The rest of my body was super thin, I could be like a supermodel or on-model cartoon character. My skin's practically paperwhite now, it's also kind of, shiny? I don't know how to explain it, but the color just looks weird.
I went back to the river and saw my eyes had become completely blue, but that's not all that's changed. My face was real feminine, I looked like a gay fag! With my lips all pouty and eyelashes growing in, even my forehead grew out. That kind of shit just does not happen anywhere but in bad horror movies, this is just serious X-files crap I have to deal with. Despite losing half my weight, I still felt energetic. With my body I was able to climb trees, swim upstream in the morning and even maneuver my way up the cabin. Weird to think that a body this thin could be this agile. It's a shame my appetite didn't go away, I was so damn hungry all day. Jess didn't come back to visit today, but I still ate all the emergency food she got me yesterday. After almost eating myself into a coma and leaving bags of food all over the floor, I rolled over on the mattress and just said screw it, bed time for me.

Journal 05

And that thing where my body becomes like a blond skinny chick, you know that thing? That kept on being a thing today. My penis is almost gone, I have to bend over to see it and even than I'm starting to wonder, it's shrinking into my crotch. The boobs grew out today, but not too much, they've remained kind of small and soft titties you know. None of my clothes really fit me anymore. It was a little embarrassing but I had to send a text to Jess since she needs to send not only only more food but additional clothes too. Didn't explain why or anything, like hell I could explain something like this.
My lips are swollen pink and perky, and cheeks have gone totally babysoft. After giving my face a longer look now, I'm starting to see a completely new person come in. She looks like one of those,ugh, you know the Japanese school girls or asian chicks you see in bad porno movies? Except the hair, it's dyed completely blond and the pigtails have curled up to my waist in the back. What kind of asian girl has blond hair? Couldn't this transformation at least stay consistent, I'm all stuck up in here and freaking out because I'm transforming into a skinny chick and she ain't even make no sense! I mean, I guess fondling the boobs or checking out my body was fun to do for maybe an hour or two, but I've been stuck out here for several days how. How am I going to go back looking like this? Damn it, I don't think anyone even cares about me or there's really anyone to go back to but hella a trip to come back walking like an Asian prostitute. Jess texted me back tonight, said she got caught up with shit at work but will be back tomorrow. I must've paced back and forth through these woods just hiking and climbing for dozens of hours now, it's getting tiring. I'm tired, goodnight.

Journal 06

It's gone, I think. I'm almost suck-a-dick-if-I'm-wrong sure that my dick is gone. I see a little crease down there and can feel something just barely wiggling, but I have to sit down to pee whenever I I've gotta go. The boobs aren't growing anymore, and my waist has just about skinny'd out as much as they can. God, I really could pull off either a convincing super model or pornographic actress like this. Bright blond hair is obnoxious, ugh why did it have to be blond? Weirdly enough my fingernails grew in and seemed to polish myself, my hands were already pretty much a chicks but they just sort of, smoothed out. A coat of soft pink nail polish was slicked on sometime last night, is someone pranking me? How in the world does nail polish apply itself, I don't know but it obviously has to do with whatever other M. Night Shyamalan bullocks I've got to go through.

Day was dull again, but atleast a little after noon Jess finally showed up. I had to grab the snacks out of her hands because I was just starved, and living off of those awful fruit bars and granola. Damn I should have texted her not to bring anymore of those again, those were awful. She looked at me like I was Tony the fucking tiger and just stared. Who are you, yata yata it was weird. It's me duh I got turned into a chick, why else would I need chick clothes I told her. We argued back and forth yeah that shit happened. I don't believe you is he sticking his dick inside you she went on and and on it got old. We had to do the schtick where I restated all of our childhood memories and the dope confessions we made to other while blazed up, than she asked if I was stalking her and I mentioned that tattoo right above her clitty twister, her word not mine, that's how we settled that shit out. I couldn't really explain how it'd happened, all I could do was inform her that this was me now, thanks for the lousy fruity pebbles and ding dongs Jerry. 'Jerry' was a nickname I sometimes called her when I was tired, pissed off and just not in the mood for dealing with our usual gerrymandering crap. I got it from her dad when he complained about "Jewy Nignogs" always trying to gerrymander the elections and rig Washington you know shit like that. Oh yeah and you can bet your ass that Jess was rubbernecking when I went changing into her clothes, she was always a little bi-curious alright, no shame in that. Luckily, she also brought me a laptop and a backup battery (44 hours with) and hella good wifi, guess I had something to do, like jack off or whatever I guess.

She said she'd stop back tomorrow and told me to hold tight, not to squeeze my tits too hard that they bloat like balloons and pop the rubber that I get AIDS babies or anything like that. Jess can be a cheeky-ass chick you know.

Journal 07

How do I even go into this? I must be at the end of these weird ass changes because it's pretty obvious there's no way I can look any stupider than this. My chest is in, hips are done stretching, face has completely become this weird girl. I'm a skinny twiggy blond asian bitch with a rack and booty strong enough to crush melons. My skin is white and all, shiny? It looks kind of rubbery, but like in a way you'd see in a cheap cartoon or badly animated cgi movie from the 90s, you know the ones? Yeah those movies that cannot render skin texture where people look like they're made of playdough. I sort of tickled myself silly, so much for not abusing my tatas responsibly. Didn't even open the laptop up for much other than sports news, who has time to look up other woman when you've just been transformed into one I don't even know. Jesses clothes were alright, a little loose, a lot more tight, but weird shit happened and this is where the David Lynch crap gets real.

Everytime I put on a piece of clothing, overtime it became shiny and bad CGI-y like my skin and became red, white and blue. I'm not talking about the American flag here, a collar usually grew out of Tees, Jackets would become a white blouse, every uniform would have a red blow. And whether it was jeans, leggings or sweatpants they'd always become a skintight blue pleated skirt made of some kind of stretchy fabric. It wasn't a question of what I wore or when, but just how long it took for it to change. I wish I was joking, but because of this I cannot wear anything but the same uniform after a certain amount of time. I have 7 pairs of this, fetish fuku for fucking crying out loud. Right now I'm in a blanket, I tried on my male clothes too but the same thing happened. All the sandals and boots became clackity black heels with ankle socks. I'm cursed I tell you, it sucks but this is really what's happening to me! Oh yeah and I took a piss, my dick is gone. I've got a vagina now, yeah I said it. Tits, vagina, sailor skirts and pigment that looks like I stepped out of Dreamworks as if I'm a candyass cartoon character. Why is this even happening to me?

Jess came back like she said she would, brought more food and clothes. I told her the clothes wouldn't help, but atleast we smoked the good stuff out together and munchied it up for a bit. That was rad.

Journal 08

Totes sorry but these entries are going to start being a little shorter, cabin ghosts or whatever ancestor this notebook belonged, or whatever cyborg in the future is reading it...did that make sense? My head's been a little, spacey lately. Anywho, it's me again. I won't have as much time to write these now that they've dragged me back into my Mare's Nest.
So how exactly do I even go into this? I'll just explain, my cabin days are over. A bunch of cops finally showed up and called the truant officer after catching me with way more dope than I'd ever have been able to fine. He didn't know who I was but the TO got calls about missing students so they promptly dragged me back to 'polite society' and after doing a one night stand with a cold cell found myself back home with my lone trainwreck of a mother. She gave me the usual rant, why do I run off and skip school and all that jazz. What I couldn't figure out for the life of me was, didn't it register at all to her that her 17 year old son was now, oh I don't know, a teenage girl and a blond Asian? I cannot even begin to go into the confusion when your mom rants at you without noticing you've been completely made into someone else and she doesn't bat an eye.
The only thing I can really celebrate about any of this is that I've figured my changes are over. What do I do now? Live as this, girl in this body? No one seems to notice so it's possible, but it feels too weird. Other than Jess everyone just treats me like the same deadbeat, it's not exactly I had anyone to shake their head and awe at my transformation. Tomorrow I'm going back to the educational gulags and will be busting my skull over homeroom, well it was a nice break away from the usual horseshit while it lasted. I'm outie.

Journal 09

So today I went back to school, same old song and dance. I was actually pretty clean since when the cops busted me they confiscated all my stash back at the cabin, it's not often I go in with so much clarity. Not that I'm super psyched on paying that much attention anyway but, was class always this hard? I found myself just kind of spacing in and out, sometimes daydreaming about Jess or those creamcakes she brought for me. Creamcakes and danish bagles, cupcakes, plus creampuffs and eclairs, man does that all sound really good. What I wouldn't do for some good food right now. Oh yeah, my math teacher yelled at me for sleeping in class. It's pretty weird, math was the one subject I did pretty great great at. Everything the teach was saying just kind of slipped my mind, and thanks to me she gave everyone a popquiz. I only got a 20% on it, pretty lame right? You should have seen how over exasperated my classmates were on it, being all "You never even try to study do you?" and "Get your head out of the clouds", I mean really? Oh yeah, I bet I could do really great if I wanted to! Lousy classmates.

Journal 10

Another day, another long series of naps. Why do people get so upset when I want to nap off, the only time I'm really ever even happy is when I'm sleeping. Or eating, oh man I could so go for sweets. So good! BTW I'm went to the arcade after school to meet Jess. She seemed kind of, weirded out? What's with her, huh? What's wrong with playing games, we always used to hang out when there when I was 12. Geeeesh! I don't know what she was so grumpy about, so severe. Hmmm, I beat my highschool! And than again, and again and again! It was awesome, I love cruisin a few coins into my favorite shooters. But than Jess looked at me like I was being dumb, what's her problem? Does she know something I don't? I blew up a little but on her, but she just slid past me and played a round of her own. She beat my highscore, in one try! Woah! WTF how does someone even do that, she said she's never even played that one before. Kind of a pompous attitude of her, she didn't have to act like I was all silly for getting my high-score up, it was a good score! Why does she keep giving me funny looks?

Journal 11

I've pretty much gotten use to being a chick, it's okay. Being a girl isn't that much different than being a guy for me, just that I have to go the bathroom a lot and find myself eating more. Do all girls eat a lot? I've heard that the way to a woman's heart is her stomach, but if true love can be captured with just food than I'd look in the nearest bakery! I got back my schoolwork, not too good. I tried to slip past my mom but she yelled at me and said she got calls from my teachers, how am I supposed to react to that? School is boring! She's always known that I'm a bit of a slacker, what's she going on about me being worse than usual? So what if I got lost on the way home, sometimes I just suck at directions okay! Alright maybe I've lived in this town all my life but, is it really that bad to end up in an alleyway or take the wrong bus? Come onnn. Oh, yay! My BFF Jess told me we need to talk and it's important, I cannot wait. Waitaminute, is that bad? It sounds a little bad.

Journal 12

So this fight happened at school. It wasn't MY fault okay! A bunch of stupid kids were calling me 'pigface' and 'snorlax' because I keep sleeping in class and ate 3 trays at lunch. I get hungry, what's the big dip? They're just, oh I know I know they're jealous that I have a healthy appetite and metabolism while they cannot enjoy chocolate like I can! I've got a way skinnier figure than them, and I'm not even a real girl! Or am I? I think I'm a real girl, I became one just recently and no ones shot me funny looks about it or anything. They just make fun of my eating and sleeping nowadays. I actually had to crawl under the table at lunch because I sorta raspberry'd his one jerk. He tried to follow me but got stuck. HAHAHAHA! Serves him right, na na nana na! lol. Oh, I forgot to go over to Jess's apartment today. I completely totally forgot! How could I have forgotten, I haven't even texted her yet! My phone is pink. It wasn't always pink, wha? What was I just writing about, wait right! Aww, she's going to be so upset tomorrow, whatamIgonna do?

Journal 13

Another fight happened in school, this time with my English professor. He said not only do I have the worst discipline hes ever seen, but my grammar and writing assignments have gotten even worse! He said to me <3<3<3 and acronyms are not appropriate for "formal communication", omg what gives? Oh boy, gimee me a break man what does he want from me? I was in a cabin in the woods for almost a week hiding out from dumb loudmouths like him! And even than I was writing these to recount every single day. My bad impression of him didn't really help, he called me "emotionally immature" and would have sent me to the office if I hasn't snuck out. I just knew my bird call impression practice would pay off, All right! Oh yeah I did get to Jerry, I mean Jessie, she wasn't too happy. Said I've been acting differently lately, ever since I became a girl anyway. Psssh, girl come on. I feel fine! But she was worried, and pointed out earlier when I was at the arcade, mall, store or wherever I'd just kind of been spacing out more and more. Sometimes I'd stare at pastrys too long, or blabber out loud my thoughts. Isn't she just being a worry wort? So what if I accidentally stumbled into a conversation with a few boys that I had to mumble and back out of, is that really so odd? She thinks so...Is she right? Maybe I should think about it, but idk. Sounds like a lot of work. I'll think it over in the morning, sleep seems so nice right now. Or any now.

Journal 14

I had such a marvelous dream, it was me dancing with this handsome man in a mask! Is it okay if I say he's handsome? He was handsome. I dreamed dancing with him and it was dreamy and we kissed at the end. Pretty dreamy right? Wait I already said that. I woke up with my licks puckered, arms grabbing my pillow before I sprung up and flopped out of bed. Talk about like a fumble. But the dream aside today I learned something really really really, yes totally weird! But it's helpful too so I have to write this down, I reminded myself 3 times to write it down and almost forgot. So I was downtown with Jessie and she said I was going through another one of my "ditz'ing outs" because I lot lost and cried on sidewalk 5 minutes outside the plaza. She told me that she was going to the bathroom. I guess I must've forgotten and than gotten lost and cried because that's what happened and what I did. That's not even the worst part, so this kid came up me and was like "That's Sailor Moon mom, Pretty Sailor Moon!" and I didn't know what to think. I'd nearly strut over to the sweets counter when Jessie dragged me back and was all alarmed, for some reason. She forced us to walk back and find the boy to ask what was up, and that's when he explained. Sailor Moon, or "Usagi" was a character from an anime, a japanese cartoon about some magical girl or funny thing like that. He took out his cellphone and showed us a picture of her. I was way shocked. She was so pretty! Too cute. Jessie was really freaked out, I don't really know why though? That girl was perfect! I wished I could be just like her. I'm going to marathon some of that show tonight, so byebye for now!

Journal 15

Today was really weird, I got some buns afterschool at a shop, 'Cause I do that, y’know! Every day now! But the baker was so slow cooking them, so I was all hurry up, would you? You’re going to get us in real doodoo by taking so long. Uh, or well um, maybe something like.. they might turn cold? Ugh, but they were too hot and I burned my mouth! Not to mention when you're stuffing your face too hard you eat like a loon. Ha! Uh, well ha, I have didn't bring any money! It kind of sucked. Than I saw one of my old friends from elementary school and they were like, wow, hey what happened to you? I was confused and just kind of Huh, what do you mean? Anyway, I almost got ran over because I wasn't looking both sides of the streets, it sorta just happened. This guy, he's really cute and always serving at that cafe. But he said I was kinda a ditz and than I cried. We met when I was crying on the sidewalk and a labrador on a leash noticed me stopping to sniff my ankles. It doesn't help that everything I wear turns into those rubbery red boots now. Is that weird, or am I weird? Good, dog thing. Oh! Duh, I almost forget, Jess's friend, Roderick, right? He saw me licking my bruise and I was like all oh hey cutiepie how've you been? And he just backed away slowly. From burning my mouth, to crying and almost being run over, bruising my shins to the lickity doggy thingy. Hoohboy what a day! I wonder if Jess heard about it? I'm afraid to ask, she's been acting weird lately. But I think it's because she thinks I'm weird, maybe? Oh, this is serious I think. I'm turning into that girl from the boy's cellphone, Sailor Moon. Y'know, the fictional princess? After the baker got out an icepack, it was way too cold! My legs were kicking, so I kicked him in the face and he almost chased me off the streets. So I got home I was being chased by raccoons and covered in dirt and leaves. No, I, I, um, I just washed my hair, after, the rest of my body stays weirdly clean, even if it gets wet. Alright, I can't really swim, or do laps or any physical sports but like damn if I cannot keep clean! Oh, well since I have a huge bruise and dirt on my face still, I don't think so. Ugh, I'm exhausted. Writing these is sooo much work, I'm so glad to be going to bed. Gnughst <3

Journal 16

This is "Jessie-chan" here. Best sis, uh, well just taking a little dip into this doodlepad. I didn't even know he kept this, why didn't he atleast mention it before? First of all despite what crude words at the beginning may have been used earlier, I am not a "phat hoe". Reading that, oh that is serious. I've rarely been more insulted. Yeah, right, and next can I just give an astounding what the flip is going on here? Just a few weeks ago the writer of this entry was a relatively sub-normal human being, and a rather quick-witted guy at that. He and I have known each other for 12 years and he'd go from building his own clubhouse, to convincing store owners to give him free candy. Nowadays it's usually liquor, but then being a delinquent his hearts in the right place. This guy, oh! He wasn't like, this, back than. I just noticed he's darting his I's with little cute hearts...Huh, anyway, well it just somehow happened to him, I dropped him off in the woods to escape this ratty town and by the time he comes back, he's an oriental girl. What sort of voodoo did he dip into to get that to happen? Wow, that happened huh? And this afternoon I had to look at him and go "Hey remember when you used to be a street-savvy punk, and y'know, a boy?" He, um, she isn't even listening, and half the time I find her suddenly 'slipping' out of it. I've seen how theater geeks get when their acting balls start kicking in but this, is just precious. Freaky and weird but precious. When I noticed she's clicked out I'll talk to her, and she'll talk back a mile a minute like some ditz, than usually she'll either stub her toe and cry for ages or steer the conversation to food or her bad grades. Is that cute or what? It's pretty clear she's engaged with a whole new persona, I didn't even tell her the day before the cops pulled her she was ditzing out the whole day through when I gave her clothes on to try. What kind of girl doesn't know which way panties go in, or gets stuck inside their own shirt? I've talked extensively with this other her, from what I've gaged, her favorite food is cake, favorite hobbies are arcade games and sleeping, and wants to fall in love like a blushing bride. It gets her feet kicking, and when she stubs a toe she gets all panicky and I've got to help her calm down. I helped her wash her hair one time, when it gets wet it glistens. Her hair's kind of stretchy too, is she made of rubber? It feels that way when I pinch her cheeks, and some of the expressions she makes when she drools, giggles or (mostly) cries, it shouldn't even surprise me when I found out she became a real life cartoon character. After drying her hair, I saw two bumps grow out. She got all fussy and said "No, no, no! They're buns. Duh, hoooooh and stop pulling it when you comb! C'mon, it hurts!" Girl couldn't make it through a few brush strokes without crying. I only just started talking about her beliefs today, it just confirms shes slipping further into this persona each day. Does she really believe that she's not human and a magical princess from another world, the future, or whatever? It's more emotional weight to carry than I'm used to. Ughh, one more note. I talked to his mom, she seemed oddly pleased with this change. So she does notice? Some of "Usagis" prissy curvy scrawlings here suggested otherwise, odd, but his mother said that she's so much happier with her now. Her grades may have dropped even further, but atleast she's sleeping and staying out of trouble now, mostly. That's where I come in, I'm supposed to try to make her snap out of it if she gets her head too far up the clouds. Really, I mean why me? What a pain, like most things for me it's just another chore.

Journal 17

Sooo, today Jessie told me a few new things today! She wrote in here too it seems but I couldn't be bothered to read it, anytime I try to read most things I just get bored or fall asleep y'know. Even most of these earlier entrees kind of escape me. I wonder what I'll have for lunch later, some miso soup or carrot cake would be nice. Did you know carrot cake doesn't actually have carrots? That's good because I really don't like the taste of carrots. But give me carrot cake and a bit of sodapop and I'm Goldilocks! Is that how that expression went- wait I'm getting off track. So she told me she's noticed since I first changed that I'm slipping in and out of another persona, so like a split jackal Hyde kind of thing. Sometimes I acted a little more like my "old self", whoever that was or it even means, and my "Usagi self" whose as innocent as a daisy and clueless as a bee. Bees aren't clueless, are they? Well, she said I need to get a grip on myself or it's gonna be a scene. So what? I get lost all the time don't I? So she said no, no I'm not getting it. Apparently whenever I switch between myself, and this other girl my mind, or magic, or maybe just vapidness (Her words! Meanie) prevents me from seeing myself as any different. I could slip into being her, and me, but it's so natural for me that I don't even notice. She also observed that's probably why it doesn't show up in these writings, because until someone pointed it out I would just go about my day Usagi'ing on and off without a care or making any fuss over it, usually because I'd be crying or fussing over something else. Is that so? I don't know, I never look back at these. Readings snoring~boring. And writing these long entrees is tiring too, alright? So I'm gonna shorten them and get some sleep. Goodnight.

Journal 18

Jessie took the day off at her work to follow me around school. So that should've got odd stares from teachers, an adolescent woman stopping in but it didn't. Was it because of me? She told me it was cause my spaciness was a bigger fuss than "College age women takes a 14 year old girl girl to highschool", I think? Was I always 14, because I so think that I used to be older. Sometimes my memory gets kinda fuzzy. I could go for some bento box, the ones they have near the game place are so sooo good! Oh yeah, so she took me there and watched me all day. Whenever I'd "act out" or "Go full Usagi", she'd text me what I was doing and say concentrate on stopping. No fair, no fair no fair no fair! How am I supposed to know? I remember everything, so what is she talking about? It's not like I have gaps in my memory or can think back "WOW my personality totally shifted there." Oh right that's why she's texting me and following me round school. She did show me a video recording on her cellphone, wow she's so right! Kinda funny seeing me joking about pervy stuff or quoting bad movies one minute, than crying and whining about being hungry the next. Those two are like, definitely different people! But I'm them, so what do I do? Like I said I don't notice at all, the thingamajing that kind of happens. Jessie-chan said she'll work it out tomorrow, good thing too because I want to get some sleep. Gnight.

Journal 19

Okay, so this is the deal. I talked with with Jessie-chan after school as were trying on makeup and jewerly at the mall (I cannot change into any clothes, people do notice when they become sailor-fied! Woopsies.) and she noticed on her phone that when I go into this girls head and act up, if I realize it and let it play out than I can so snap out of it! It's almost like, zen I think? Maybe? Just be Usagi than, let me be myself! That's so simple, why did she need to follow me around school for that? Funnier still, she said whenever I got a text and tried to resist or focus my mind somewhat, I'd end up doing even worse. Like bumping my head against a table, sleeping, feeling my stomach growl or crying because I burped when a cute boy is trying to talk to me. A cute boy? Now that is one thing I have noticed. Dreams about being a blushing bride, truth and love, aren't they so beautiful? I hope it's not too weird that I think about that a lot. But I think about other things too, than I cry because it's pandemonium and golly goof I shouldn't be thinking about that! I'm not even going to write it down in case she's reading this.

Journal 20

Wow. OMG. Oh my gosh oh my gosh oh my OMG gosh. How do I even go into this? Today was, tense. Me and J-chan were going to that super scary part of town to buy some stuff, I don't remember what but it's something we've done a lot before. Maybe it was sweets? I remember a lot of snacks were always involved. But to make a long story short we got into a fight with one of her old gangs, yeah she was in a gang can you believe it? So we didn't buy whatever it was but we got into a fight with them! They chased us for a while and she managed to hold them back, but they were pounding her up and I'd tripped, I was so so soooo scared that I cried for atleast 5 minutes, it hurt there ears! I cried so bad, my tears were glowing! Only it wasn't me going all glowly, like it was a wand, that wand from the cabin! Isn't that amazing?!? I used it as a staff and conked a bunch of them out. With Jess's help we were able to fend them off, and than I tripped again and fell. On Jess. My hands landed on her boobs, and so I maybe might've kinda sorta, plopped myself on her lips. It was a total accident I swear! Super embarrassing. But the weirdest part is, she pulled me in and we kissed a little! Just, for a bit, and she might've groped my butt for a quick flash. Is that what she calls "fanservice"? Talk about a wild day. She gave me noseplugs to stop the bleeding, they tickle when I snort. After making it home we binged out on ricecakes she learned how to make and chocolate pudding. I'm still blushing over that kiss. Before she left, she kissed me again and said it's okay if I wanna give her a grope. Wow, lewd! So pervy! I've still got the pretty staff. So there was always some sexual tension between us when I was a boy but, oh gees. She actually is kinda pretty, maybe I wouldn't mind kissing her again?

Journal 21

Oh wow! Here's to my last little report. I'm all out of pages anyway, and as weird as it is to say, things have been kind of okay lately. I'm staying in school now, no more hooky or cabins. Sure my grades aren't the best but someday I'll try! Even if taking the easy way out feels better and suits me best. Mom has been really super friendly lately, and I've felt more bubbly ever since the change. On the other hand, things between me and Jess have been so, strange. She's always giggling and blushing when she's around me, it's a little odd. I went to her apartment one time and so I saw loads and loads of Sailor Moon merchandise. Figurines, posters, manga everywhere, she didn't have these before. Did she get into this series just because of me? Or was it something about the show that made her so attacked. Oh, she said we couldn't really kiss again because she didn't fell right "being a straight up pedophile", or "Asiaophile" but still gets kind of sweet whenever I'm around. I don't even have the heart to tell her when we kissed, her body became like one of those characters on her wall, with the sailor skirt and everything. The blue haired one, sailor Mercury was it? I don't know my periodic tables okay! She said we probably shouldn't do that again. That's okay, I've always seen her like a big sis anyway so it'd be weird if we got anymore gushy mush. I think? Oh man, she is pretty. Um, so there's no need for me to try to act like "my old self" or do anything but be who I am now, or who I'm acting like, Usagi. It's just life as usual for me, I've accepted something that kinda wasn't even that big a deal for me in the first place? Everything seems to be okay, as swimmingly obvious to everyone. But I love them and Jess and mum and wouldn't have it any other way! We've kind of embraced this new me and moved on. Anywow, I think that about wraps it up! There are some hot cakes on a pantry somewhere so me and J-chan are gonna TTYL to bounce out.

It's been a superexciting thrill recording this, even if I get too bored to read back on it. Gbye everyone~}

A thorough request for

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I had to do quite a lot of research for this one, even than I'm not entirely sure I nailed it quite right. It helps that I own one of the first volumes of the Sailor Moon manga, but I was a novice when it comes to Sailor scouts so I looked online and this one still caught me a lot of tinkering and google tabs to try to hook this story up. To make the contrast between his end persona, slipping more and more into Usagi's aka Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon's I had to try to establish more characterization and a little more flair for the victim pre-transformed. The first half focuses exclusively on the slow physical changes and establishing him, and the the second half is more focused on who he's becoming, the ditzy crybaby Usagi we all know and love.

A bit hackneyed? I think so, this story just felts over-writteny by the times I was all done in the think~bun. I probably should have eased back on the 'flair' and streamlined the dialog a little more. I'll just say that it was kind of a challenge to write, not necessarily in a bad way, just an interesting experiment. Anywhat this is the finished result. And that concludes my diary series folksies uwu

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novabuster5

Dec 27, 2021

Okay, someone’s getting a planetary scale butt-kicking!!

In the Name of the Moon [Diary, Usagi Tsukino TF]

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