Author’s Notes: After a long hiatus (fancy word for “lazy”), I’ve finally started working on my GTS/BE/FMG stories again. This time I combine the fetish with one of my favorite shows: Power Rangers! And judging by the responses I got when I posted this idea, I’m not the only fan of combining the two.

Ranger Fans’ Note #1: This story will feature the following canon characters (initially; others may show up later):

Kimberly Hart: Pink Ranger
Trini Kwan: Yellow Ranger
Aisha Campbell: Black Ranger
Katherine Hilliard: Red Ranger and leader (yes, I’m a Kat fan. Catherine Sutherland is MUCH hotter than Amy Jo Johnson!)
Tanya Sloane: Blue Ranger
Rita Repulsa

Ranger Fans’ Note #2: This is MAJORLY AU!

TF Fans Note: It is likely that this story will feature FMG-themed TF at some point (probably after the I give the girls their powers), since the monsters have to come from somewhere!

CHAPTER 1: PINK AND YELLOW

It was a lazy summer day in Angel Grove. Kimberly Hart and Trini Kwan were passing the day as Kim’s house, and were lounging on Kim’s bed. Kim’s mother, a divorcee, was at work.

“So Trini, looking forward to our sophmore year?” Kim asked. Kim was a short (5’3”) brunette, with a compact and very curvy body. She was wearing a thin pink (of course) sundress with no sleeves and strappy sandals.

“I’m looking forward to having more challenging classes,” Trini admitted. Trini was several inches taller than her friend, and just as beautiful. Her long, shiny black hair, golden skin, and slanted eyes revealed her Asian heritage. Dressed conservatively as usual, she had settled for a long-sleeved yellow blouse and black jeans with sneakers. “But…I don’t know…my life is so MUNDANE! I need some excitement!”

“Maybe if you got yourself a boyfriend…” Kim teased gently. Trini hadn’t even ever gone out on a date, much less had a steady boyfriend.

Trini scowled. “Not likely. They only want one thing, and I don’t intend to give it!” Trini had been raised by very strict parents, and had very conservative views on sex. “And what about you?” She asked Kim. “Do intend to have a steady boyfriend?” Unlike Trini, Kim had dated up a storm during her freshman year.

Kim sighed. “Probably not. Even the ones who don’t just want to get in my pants are so…shallow! Boys are so immature!”

Just then a bright pink flash lit up the room, making both girls jump in shock. “What was THAT?” Kim gasped.

Trini looked around the room, and her eyes widened in shock. “K-k-kim, look!” she stuttered, pointing to something behind the brunette.

Kim spun around and saw SOMETHING lying on her dresser, glowing with pink light. Eyes wide, she walked slowly over to the dresser.

“Kim, be careful,” Trini urged, following behind her friend.

Kim squinted as she looked at the light. “It’s…it’s some sort of coin. There’s a bird or something on it…” She carefully reached out and touched the golden disc…then yelped as what felt like static electricity ran through her body.

“Kim!? Are you all right??” Trini took a step forward, but suddenly there was another flash of light, yellow this time, and Trini yelped too. “Ow! Something shocked my feet!” She stepped to one side, and saw another coin, this one glowing with yellow light

“What the hell’s going on here?” Kim demanded. “And why do my sandals suddenly feel tight?” she added as an afterthought.

Trini opened her mouth to reply, but suddenly frowned. She felt…strange. Her own sneakers felt uncomfortable. And her bra was…pinching?

“Ow!” Kim suddenly yelped.

“What?” Trini asked, wriggling her hips. Her underwear was bunching up…

“My finger hurts,” Kim complained. Raising her left hand in front of her face, she continued, “My class ring is…” she trailed off, her eyes widening. “Trini…” she whispered.

“Just a sec, Kim. My clothes are killing me…now my shirt’s become untucked…” Trini looked up at the sound of stressed metal. “What’s that noise…?” Her eyes landed on Kimberly’s raised hand just as her class ring snapped off, clattering to the floor. Her shocked eyes met her friend’s.

Trini noticed that Kim’s already short sundress was several inches further up her thighs than she remembered it being. And the thighs themselves looked…different. Longer. Thicker. The brunette’s toes were hanging at least an inch over the front of her sandals, and the straps cut deeply into her skin. Her breasts, which had always been large for her size, pushed strongly against her dress. And her bare arms had lines and curves they didn’t have before. They had…definition.

Kim noticed that Trini’s clothes looked much too small on her. The Asian girl’s wrists stuck out of her sleeves, and her ankles stuck out of her pants, along with the bottom part of her calves. And Kim didn’t remember Trini’s calves being that…big. She didn’t remember TRINI being that big. The normally conservatively dressed teen’s clothes look liked they were painted on.

“Kim…you…your…LOOK at you!”

“Look at me!? Look at YOU!”

“This…this isn’t possible!” Trini exclaimed, having looked down at herself and found she could no longer see her feet (which felt like they were about to explode out of her shoes)—her bulging breasts were in the way.

The button on Trini’s jeans popped off, hitting Kim in the stomach (it didn’t do any damage, of course; Kim’s abdominal muscles were already much too developed), making her jump. That turned out to be a mistake. Jumping made her 45DDD breasts bounce enthusiastically, and the left shoulder strap of her bra snapped. (Trini could see this happen, since Kim’s broadening shoulders had spread the top of her dress wide, revealing the straps). Partially freed from its’ prison, her left tit pressed forward, making a few seams in the front of the dress snap, and leaving her inch-long nipple prominently outlined by the fabric.

Kim eyes widened even more. “Trini,” she said, trying to remain calm, “we’d better take off our clothes! This doesn’t seem to be stopping!”

“WHAT!? NO!!” Two loud “POPS!” Sounded. “Oh no, what was that??”

“Um, your shoes.” Kim tried to reach the zipper running down the back of her dress, but her back was now too wide. Then she heard a soft “ZZZZZ” sound, and realized that the zipper was being pulled apart. Thinking quickly, she gently flexed her lats, and felt the zipper pull apart completely. Shrugging her massive shoulders, she watched the dress float to the ground. “Tri, we don’t have a choice.”

“Kim, I am,” the seams on Trini’s jeans split open, “NOT taking off,” her biceps burst apart her sleeves, “My clothes!” Proving that somebody upstairs has a weird sense of humor, the ruined remains of Trini’s shirt and pants chose that moment to simultaneously fall to the ground. Trini blushed bright red. “Errr, that is to say…”

“It’s hopeless, Trini.” Kim bra popped off, freeing her F-cups. She did manage to get her panties off in time.

Making up for lost time, Trini managed to save both her underwear and her bra. The now naked girls continued to grow for a few more seconds, than finally stopped. The 7’3” Kimberly looked up at the 7’9” Trini. “Look, I’m still shorter than you!” she joked weakly.

Trini just shook her head in disbelief. “Why did this happen. What are we going to do NOW??”

That’s when they heard the first screams from outside.