Gifts For Lisa

Chris followed Kevin as they both walked down the steps into Kevin’s basement, “Whatcha need my help with?” Chris asked, as he reached the bottom step.

“It’s over here.” Kevin replied vaguely, and walk toward a large object covered with a sheet. “Help me get this off, would ya?” he asked, reaching out, grabbing an edge of the dusty covering.

“Sure bud, but we gotta hurry, I’m spose’ to meet up with Shelly in about half an hour, It’s her birthday; and you know she hates if I run late.” Chris stated, grabbing a corner himself, and together with Kevin, threw the tattered sheet over and off of Kevin’s surprise.

Letting the sheet fall, Chris approached what looked like a stand-alone closet; walking around it, he noticed a door on one side and a screen with a small keyboard on the other. “What is it?” he asked knocking on one of the solid sides.

“I’m not exactly sure.” Kevin admitted, “But I do know a little bout’ what it can do. I found it down here behind my dad’s old things, I think he must have found it before he and my sister left for that two month trip they won.”

Chris stopped knocking on the side and opened the door; “Wow” he gasped looking inside. “It’s so shiny in here; hey, what are these?” he asked, pointing at one of the numerous small rods protruding from the walls, “Look,” he started, “They’re even on the back of the door.”

“Like I said, I don’t know what it is, but….”Kevin began, quickly pushing Chris the rest of the way in and closing the door, leaving a ticked off Chris struggling to get out, “But, I do know what it can do.” Kevin finished under his breath, a wicked smile forming on his lips.

“Alright man very funny.” Chris shouted, still trying to escape, “Let me out, I have to meet Shelly; HEY! Can you even hear me?”

“Yes, I can, you don’t need to shout, I’m going to let you out very shortly, so just calm down.” Kevin said while walking to the screen and keyboard.

Hearing this, Chris started to relax and take a closer look at the small rods scattered throughout the interior; they were about two inches long, a half an inch thick, with little glass bulbs at the end of each one; reaching out to touch a rod, Chris pulled his hand back as it started to glow.

“What are you doing out there?” Chris inquired, his heart racing wildly.

“Just getting rid of my competition.” Kevin responded, his hands typing away on the keyboard.

“Competition? What are you talking about? I’ve never competed with you; Let me out of here.”

“Really, what about Shelly?” Kevin puzzled.

“Shelly?” Chris repeated, “What are you talking about, you introduced us.”

“Just to show you who I liked, then you went and stole her away from me.” Kevin hollered, still typing away.

“I didn’t know, you… you never told me how you felt.” Chris explained.

Kevin stopped typing for a second and contemplated what Chris was saying, “He’s right.” Kevin thought, “Maybe I’m going too far, If Chris broke up with her, I could swoop in and comfort her.”

Kevin took two steps toward the door to let Chris out when He heard Chris say, “If you had told me, I would have backed off, and not fallen in love with her; you’re my friend after all.” He finished.

“Love?, you’re in love with her,” Kevin shouted, “You can’t love her, she’s mine,” he wailed, almost running back to the keyboard.

Chris knew he had made a mistake telling Kevin he was in love with Shelly, especially if he went through the trouble of locking him in a cabinet just to keep him from attending Shelly’s birthday party. “Oh well,” he thought, “Whenever I get out I’ll just explain to Shelly what hap…”

But that was as far as he got before Kevin hit “Scan”, and the small rod’s sparked to life.

Chris froze; the rods sparked violently creating bright pink, blue, and orange beams of light that fired into his body, vaporizing his clothing. He stood naked, unable to move, as the light continued to penetrate through every atom of Chris’s soul.

The rods stopped their assault, and Chris found he could talk once more, “Kevin…”he began, “Kevin, what the hell was that? That…that light, and…and my clothes, what are you doing?”

Kevin’s smile broadened, and opened his mouth to reply when he heard someone clearing their throat behind him.

“Ahumm…Arumm” the person cleared their throat again; "Just what do you think you’re doing mister?” the soft, sexy voice asked. Kevin didn’t need to turn around to know who it was, he knew that voice, he’d heard it almost every day, since the day he was born, “M…Mom?” he stammered and turned to see his very upset mother.

“I asked you a question mister;” she repeated, “Just what do you think you’re doing?”

Kevin didn’t have a chance to reply before a shaky plea came from within the strange machine, “Miss Johnson? Oh Miss Johnson, thank God you’re here, Please…Please let me out of here;” the boy begged.

“Chris, is that you?” she asked, her eyes never leaving her sons direction.

“Yes…yes, it’s me please let me out, I want to get out of here, please open the door…and please bring me something to cover up with, please hurry.” Chris implored, relief starting to wash over him.

“Naked” she thought, still gazing at her son, “So you’ve scanned him?” she asked, already knowing the answer.

“Yes Ma’am,” Kevin answered respectfully, not wanting to get in more trouble, “But…but how do you know about it?”

  Miss Johnson’s eyes sparkled in remembrance, It had been almost three weeks ago when her husband had first shown her the machine

…………………….

“Hunny, hunny, come look at this.” Mr. Johnson, (Pete), called out.

“What is it,” Lisa, (Mrs. Johnson), asked, curiosity clearly heard in her voice.

“I’m not quite sure, but look at this,” he replied holding up a small cat figurine.


“You know how much I looove collecting these,” she said, giving Pete a big hug, “It’s sooo cute, where did you get it?”

“I made it with this,” he smiled brightly, motioning towards his unique find, “Though I did have a little help.” He confessed.

“This thing makes cute figurines.” She asked, walking closer to get a better look at Pete’s cool new toy. “Show me,” she began, “Make another one.” Her excitement now, almost uncontainable.

“Well…you see, that’s kinda a problem.”

“Why? Omg you were just pulling my leg, I can’t bel…”

“No,” he interrupted, “It's just that to make something you need someone to go inside”. “You see,” he tried to explain, “That little cat figurine, well…that is really Lacie, our cat.”

Lisa looked down at the small ceramic cat in disbelief, “There’s no way I’m going to buy that,” Lisa said and turned to walk back upstairs, “You almost had me,” she admitted.

“Wait, wait, I’ll prove it, we just need someone to go inside, I know….Cathy!” he yelled. “Cathy! Come down here.”

“You can’t be thinking about putting our daughter in there?” Lisa fumed.

“Don’t worry, it’s perfectly safe” Mr. Johnson assured his wife, “I’ve turned the cat into hundreds of things and she has always been fine when I changed her back.

Mrs. Johnson started to protest, when her beautiful daughter came hopping down the stairs. “What do you need Daddy?” She asked, a cheerful smile gracing her lovely face.

“Well…I want to show you a magic trick I’ve learned for your baby cousin’s party; want to help out?”He asked.

“Sure daddy, what do I need to do?” she asked, not noticing the disapproving glare her mother was giving her father.

“Just get inside the magic box, and I’ll make you disappear,” he laughed, ignoring his wife’s gaze.

“In here, like this?” she inquired.

“That’s perfect dear, now shut the door and close your eyes, this is going to take a couple minutes.” He told her, motioning for his wife to join him at the controls.

“Ok Daddy.” Cathy smiled, closing the door as instructed.

Lisa walk slowly, still not sure if they should be doing this, but reason took hold of her and she knew it was impossible.

“Now watch,” Pete said. “First thing we have to do is scan her, and you do that by pressing this button here.” He said, pressing down a small green key labeled scan.

Cathy froze in place inside the box, then after a brief moment she let out a tiny scream that startled both of her parents.

Lisa ran to the door to let her daughter out, “I thought you said she would be fine.” She accused Pete reaching for the handle.

“What’s wrong? Why did you scream?” Pete asked with concern.

“It’s my clothes Daddy…they…they disappeared, I’m naked.” Cathy stated.

“Are you hurt sweetie?” her mother asked her hand still ready to open the door.

“No mom, I’m fine, I didn't know this was part of the trick, My clothes better come back before you let me out, cause’ I’m not coming out this way at the party.

” Pete and Lisa let out a chuckle, “Of course they will,” Lisa promised and walked over and hit Pete. “You didn’t tell me her clothes were going to disappear.”

“I didn’t know.” He admitted, “I’ve only used this thing on the cat, and she doesn’t wear any.

Lisa looked Pete in the eyes, “This thing is really going to work.” She mused, a mischievous smile making its way across her lips.

“I told you.” He replied, his own smile getting bigger. “Now next is the fun part,” he said pointing at the screen, “Now we get to pick what we want to change her into, and…” he smiled “other things.”

Lisa looked at the list, it was endless; Pete showed her how to use the different options and how to sort objects into different categories to make selections easier. The whole time Lisa was becoming more and more aroused, she found herself flexing very intimate muscles and blushed.

“I see your going to like this thing as much as me.” Pete teased, seeing her reaction to the many possibilities. “Well, I guess I’ll let you choose, what do you want to turn your daughter into?”

  The question alone was enough to push Lisa over the edge and she blushed again as a small moan escaped her lips. She kissed Pete softly and pressed her selections.

The machine hummed to life as the image of Lisa’s desire spun slowly on the display panel. A small chime rang out and the word’s “Transformation Complete” appeared underneath the rotating picture.

Cathy was standing naked and a little scared inside her father’s “Magic box.” She had been extremely excited to help perform a trick for her cousin’s party, but she had thought it was going to be a “trick,” not real magic. She didn’t know what to do, she wanted to be a good girl and help, but her fear was taking over. She had just decided to get out; when the “Box,” started working again and she found she couldn’t move.

Cathy’s world got bigger as she watched as the walls grew in front of her. Her body was twisted, pulled and compressed so badly she was having a hard time telling where one body part began and another ended. Smaller and smaller she shrunk, the whole while her skin taking on a pinkish hue. Then just as quickly as her transformation had begun, it stopped. She sat upright only a few seconds before gravity took hold causing Cathy to fall helplessly to one side.

“Did it work?” Lisa asked, looking towards Pete.

“Take a look for yourself.” He smiled, and motioned at the door.

Lisa’s heart pounded as she took a step, “Cathy!” she yelled out; “Cathy sweetie, can you hear mommy?” she asked, her hand on the door handle, a bit too nervous to open it.

“Ohh for crying-out-loud Lisa, open the door and look at what you’ve done to your little girl.” Pete pushed.

Taking just one more second, Lisa opened the door wide, half expecting to see her baby girl standing there, ready to yell, “Surprise,” or “We gotcha.” What she saw instead, brought out a small shriek of excitement and a huge smile.

“Oh-my-God, Oh-my-God, Oh-my-God,” she stammered. “It worked, it really worked.” Lisa finished as she bent down and picked up her transformed daughter.

Lisa’s eyes were as big as saucers and her face was locked in an expression of utter bliss. She was holding a soft, cute Chanel purse against her body, giggling and spinning in circles.





“This tiny pink purse is truly our daughter Cathy?” she asked Pete, just wanting to hear him confirm it one more time.

“Yep,” he replied with a smile. “She’s gone from a part of the family, to a part of your wardrobe in just seconds.” He finished, his comment eliciting a small excited shriek from his wife.

“Does she know what’s happened to her?” Lisa asked, biting the corner of her lip.

Pete walked over to the display and looked over the options his wife had made, “According to this,” he began, gesturing to the monitor, “She has no idea, to her and the rest of the world, besides the two of us of course, she is now just your brand new handbag.

Lisa ran her finger along the stitching on her pretty new purse, “How long will she stay like this?”

“Well from my tests with the cat I would have to say…Forever, or at least until you put her back in the machine, so I guess, her fate is in your hands,” Pete laughed, “Literally.”

Lisa looked down at her new purse, her heart was racing, why was she so excited? She didn’t want to keep her daughter like this, did she? No, not forever, but she would like to go show her off, the idea of matching her daughter to different outfits was driving her arousal through the roof.

“Ok hunny, I think you should put her in the machine so we can turn her back, summer just started and I’m sure Cathy had all kinds of plans for today.” Pete reasoned.

Lisa’s heart shot to her throat, Turn her back? Already? No…no she couldn’t let that happen, not yet, she had to think, think fast. “Umm Pete, do…do you think it’s safe to, Just turn her back?”

“It should be, Why?

“I was just thinking,” Lisa hurried to put a plan in action, “You only tested this thing on the cat, what if there are side effects that the cat couldn’t tell you about? What if the transformation was painful or…or scary, what if when we turn her back she just starts freaking out?

Pete could tell Lisa was concerned, but he could also see that she wasn’t telling him everything that was going through her head. “We have to turn her back hunny; we’ll just have to deal with whatever “Side effects” she has, once she’s human again.”

Lisa squeezed her daughter tight, “Of course we need to turn her back, I just think it would be better if we knew exactly what we were dealing with.”

“Well, what do you suggest?”

“I think one of us should get in and experience the transformation for ourselves, then; once we’re changed back we’ll know if there’s going to be any problems.”

Pete looked his wife over, he could tell she was scheming, but there was logic in what she was saying, “Ok, that sounds like a good idea, Just get insi….”

“No Way!” Lisa yelled, cutting him off, “If there is a problem, you want me to have it too?"

Pete began, “You really don’t expect me to get in there do ya?”

“You betcha, this whole thing was your idea, so it’s only fair that you be the one.”

Pete was hesitant, but his wife was right, “Ok, I’ll get in, but, but promise you’ll turn me back right away.”

"I promise I’ll turn you back, what kind of person do you think I am?" Lisa replied with fake anger in her voice, her plan was almost a reality.

“Ok ok, I’m sorry,” Pete apologized giving Lisa a small kiss on her cheek, “So do you know what I’ll be?

“You’ll just have to wait and find out,” Lisa teased, hurrying Pete inside the machine and closing the door.

Pete stood quietly replaying the morning events and thinking about what his wife was going to turn him in to, when suddenly he came to a realization, Lisa had only promised to turn him back, but not right away. He started to yell out but he knew it was too late, his clothes had already disappeared and the transformation was beginning.

Lisa shifted her weight from foot to foot, her panties soaked, she had her daughter hanging helplessly over her shoulder, and now… now she had tricked her hubby into the machine to become, for as long as she wanted, a special gift for herself. Lisa scanned the display, smiled mischievously and chose her husband’s destiny.

End Part 1

Remote Pt.1

Her: Sweetie, come quick!

You: What is it Hun?

Her: I did it, I finally did it.

You: No way, you got your project working, that’s wonderful. Umm what does it do? It just looks like a TV remote to me.

Her: It might look like just a regular remote but its soo much more. This remote will combine living things.

You: Combine living things? Like what? And why would you want to be able to do that.

Her: Hehe, remember that office trip to Hawaii I was telling you about?

You: Ya, the one we decided you weren’t going on without me.

Her: Yep, That’s the one, now we’ll both be able to go.

You: Wow that’s great, I didn’t know you’d be able to sell that thing and get enough cash for me to go.

Her: Sell? Hehe no way, with this we can go together using the same ticket.

You: You don’t mean, No! You’re not using that thing on me.

Her: Oh come on, it’ll be lots of fun, I promise.

You: Will it hurt?

Her: Nope, not at all, actually it should feel really good. Wana try?

You: Whoa now, the trip isn’t even for another couple of weeks, what’s the hurry?

Her: Oh, this is just to show you how it works, come on sweetie, I’ll change you right back.

You: Ok, but remember, you promised to change me right back.

Her: Hehe, I promise, now what to combine you with, (Giggling), I’ve got it; I hope you’re ready, this should be interesting.

You: Wait just a second what are you going to DOOOoooo….

ZAPPP……




Her: Oh my, I can feel you in there, it feels soooo good. How is it for you?

You: Holy Sh**, It really worked, I’m your bumm; wait a second, how is it I can still talk to you?

Her: You can’t really, the remote is fitted with a special speaker, as long as I have it on and synced to you I can hear what you’re thinking to me.

You: Wow this feels really good; I can feel that I’m a part of you. I can feel the warmth of your…erm our body. Hey wait, what are you doing?

Her: Unhh…Unhhh, I’m tiring to see if my pants still fit, but just as I thought, nope. I guess I’ll have to go shopping and get some that fit my, or rather, our new curves.

You: Alright, turn me back and we’ll go shopping.

Her: I’m sorry sweetie, I can’t right now, the only way to get clothes that fit are to try them on in my new size, I can’t really do that if I change you back right now, now can I?

You: But Hun, you promised, now turn me back, I SAID TURN ME BACK RIGHT NOW!!

Her: If you’re going to be that way about it, (Click) There, I just turned the speaker off, now I can go shopping in peace and quiet. I hope when I turn you back on your attitude changes or I might just forget about you and leave you off, I’m sure that with my new bottom, I won’t have a hard time finding a new lover.

Best Friends & Girl Friends

Best Friend & Girl Friends

Mynn grabbed Sara’s hand tightly and ran, almost pulling her along. “Come on Sara you’re going to love this.” She said excitedly picking up her pace. “These booths are so much fun, my sister and I use them all the time.”

Sara hurried to keep up with her best friend; she was trying to make this a great day for Mynn, having something important she wanted to talk about. Sara figured it would be best to get Mynn in the greatest mood possible before springing the news on her.

“I’m coming as fast as I can,” Sara stated, moving her smaller legs as fast as she could.

“You’re such a slow poke.” Mynn teased, finally making it to the booth.

“Well, if your legs were as small as mine, you wouldn’t say that.” She replied. “Now what is it that has you trying to pull my arm out of the socket?” Sara asked.

“This,” Mynn smiled, holding her arms out presenting the machine dramatically.

“What is it?” Sara questioned, while looking the strange object over.

“What is it…what is it, haven’t you ever used a transformation booth?” Mynn asked in disbelief.

“Nope, but I have heard of them; and I hear they’re dangerous” Sara said still looking the odd thing over.

“No way, me and my sister use them all of the time, they’re great fun. As a matter-of-fact, we just used one a couple of days ago.” Mynn said with a mischievous grin.

“A couple of days ago?” Sara thought to herself. “Is that why she hadn’t seen Mamina last night.” She wondered. “Mynn,” she started, “I haven’t seen your sister at home for a couple of days; do you know where she is?”

Mynn’s smile broadened and she tried to hold in a giggle, “Yes I know exactly where she is.” Her eyes twinkled. “She’s been with us all day.”

“All day? Ah…just where and what is she?” Sara questioned, hesitant to know the answer.

Mynn’s eyes darted to Sara’s chest, “Umm…Remember this morning you spilled tea on your blouse and needed to borrow a shirt?”

Sara blushed, “You can’t mean, I…I’m wearing your sister, Sh…She’s holding me and touching my…my…” Sara looked down embarrassed.

Mynn let loose the giggle she had been holding in, and began to laugh hysterically, “You should see your face, its sooo red; Omg, I can’t believe how shy your acting, you’ve had her on all day, it’s too late to be so timid.”

“I…I just can’t get over it, I never would of known if you hadn’t told me.” Sara said still flustered. “How long is she like this, and how can we turn her back?” she asked with concern.

Mynn stopped laughing and answered, “To turn her back all I have to do is put her in the booth and press the RESTORE button, as to how long she is suppose to stay like that, well…”she continued, “To be honest, I had promised to turn her back yesterday; she said she had a special date planned.”

“Why didn’t you keep your word then? I bet her date waited and worried half the night.” Sara wanted to know, a little anger showing in her eyes.

“Why are you getting so worked up? Really it was an accident; I set her on the table to get her some clothes, the machine only changes someone’s body, and when I walked back to get her she was gone. Our roommate thought she was doing a favor and took her to the cleaners with some of her things. I didn’t get her back until late last night, and by then, I was ready for bed.” Mynn explained.

“So why not bring her here and restore her right away this morning, instead of giving her to me to wear?” Sara puzzled.

“No way.” Mynn retorted, “If I had done that, Mamina would of yelled at me all morning and we never would of gone out today; as far as you wearing her, that’s just good luck, I figured it would be more fun for her out with us than left in a closet at home.” Mynn smiled again.

Sara stood there quietly for a moment, then making a mental decision, she smiled at Mynn. “Ok enough about your sister, how this work?”

Mynn clapped her hands, “YAY”, she shouted, “I get in here and you use that screen over there to choose what we want, then when we’re ready, just press the “start” button.” She said excitedly. “Oh” Mynn added, “Here, please take my stuff so it doesn’t hit the floor, and there are some bags to your left you can use to put my clothes and things in after the transformation.”

“Ok, I think I’ve got it, all I need to know now is what you want to be.” Sara declared.

Mynn shook her head, “Nope, you have to decide, not knowing until after its over is half the fun.”

Sara looked through the options searching for just the right item, she smiled joyfully finding what she wanted and set the image to the proper size. “Perfect,” she said.

“I can tell by that goofy grin, you’re happy with your choice, I can hardly wait and see what I’ll become.” Mynn said with a dreamy look in her eyes. “Now there’s a lot of thing I want to do over the weekend so I need you to turn me….”

That’s as far as Mynn got before Sara pressed the start button. A bright light flashed, followed by soft clicks and what sounded like Mynn moaning in pleasure; after a couple more seconds another bright flash lit up the machine and the script, “Transformation Complete, Please Retrieve Your Items, Have A Nice Day,” scrolled on the control panel.

Sara open the door slowly and looked inside, it was very “Techno” looking; different colored lights flashed, reflected by tiny mirrors that seemed randomly applied to the walls. Written on some of the mirrors were people’s names, while others had lipstick kisses left by excited users of the machine. On the floor were the same mirrors and light but covered with a thick piece of glass that made it possible to walk on without breaking the fragile items.

Sara gasped, then smiled as she saw Mynn. She had turned out gorgeous. A brand new, beautiful black dress, just like the image on the monitor, hung silently on the wall. She giggled softly as she realized Mynn even had a tag.





“Oh Mynn,” Sara gushed, “You are so soft and lovely, I can’t wait to see you on.” But first…” Sara mumbled, pulling a tank top from Mynn’s clothing that still lay on the floor. “First I need to change your sister back; it was me that had a date with her last night.” “I was going to tell you about her and me later today, but now seems like a good time to me.” She said while taking Mamina off and putting the tank top on.

“She got to hang out with us today, so I guess it’s only fair to let you join us on our date tonight.” Sara snickered. “Like you said, it’s much better then hanging in the closet all night.” Sara teased. “Don’t worry; I’m sure Mamina will return the favor and have you dry cleaned before she lets me restore you…IF she lets me restore you. I hope you enjoy yourself, I know we will.”

Need Help With One

Janet sat smugly waiting for Scott to answer. “What’s it going to be huh? You promised to leave your wife months ago, I’m not waiting any longer, so you decide, Leave her now, or I’m going to wait here until she gets home and tell her EVERYTHING”.

Scott was doing his best to keep his temper. This wasn’t the first time Janet had threatened him: usually he could just calm her down with a couple of drinks and a bit of flattery. This tactic, however, was having no effect tonight.

“Look Janet”, Scott started, hoping one last time it could be settled with a few small lies. “I do love you; you just need to be a bit more patient. I’m just waiting for the right time, we’ll be together soon, if I leave now she’ll get everything and I’ll be a broke loser that can’t take care of you the way you deserve. Just give me a little more time.”

“No” she shouted, “I’ve waited long enough and I’m not waiting any longer. I’m going to sit right here and wait for her to get home.” Then as to prove her point she crossed her arms, and stared at Scott with pure determination

Scott was way past angry now. His wife was due within the next half hour and he had this stubborn little girl sitting here, with no intention of leaving. He played every scenario he could think of through his head hoping to find a way out of this situation. None ended without his butt on a platter, except for one

“Janet please” he begged, “Please leave now, you can’t be here when Kelly get s home. It would destroy her and would end badly for all of us. She just isn’t the person you want to get upset. We can talk more about this later, but for now you need to go.”

Janet refused to budge, nothing Scott could say would make her lose her resolve. In her mind meeting Scott’s wife was the only way to ensure her happiness.

“Oh Janet, I wish you would have been more reasonable but we’re out of time. Kelly will be walking through that door any second and I can’t have her see you, well not see you like you are, that is.”

Janet had no idea what Scott was talking about, See her like she was? What was he talking about? He must just be trying to play another mind game with her, “Well” she thought to herself, “It wasn’t going to work.”

Janet watched as Scott walked over to his bookshelf and unlocked a small door. Curious, she focused her attention on the long, narrow box he pulled out. Scott unhooked the small latch and pulled out what looked to her to be old curvy stick.

Time running out, Scott lifted the gift his wife had given him over Janet’s head, then closing his eyes, said something too soft for her to hear. He then touched the top of her head and waited for what was to come.

Janet felt the touch to her head and gasped, a sensation ran through the length of her body, she didn’t know what to make of it but she knew something was wrong,

Her lungs felt as if they were on fire and over inflated, she exhaled hoping to relieved the pressure and found the more she breathed out the smaller she appeared to get. Scared at the sensation of shrinking, Janet closed her mouth quickly, trying to stop something she believed was impossible.

Scott watched the whole thing with impatience, Kelly could be walking in, and Janet was still…well still Janet; A Janet only about half the size but a recognizable person just the same. He didn’t understand what was taking so long until he noticed the poor girl holding her nose with one hand and her mouth with the other. He chuckled at her desperate attempt to slow the spell.

Janet was terrified, she couldn’t hold her breath much longer, the look in Scott’s eyes gave no hint he was going to help her, in fact, the gleam they reflected, hinted at the conclusion of a devious thought. Scott reached down and started tickling her.

She tried, ohh how she tried not to laugh but she had always been overly ticklish. Scott knew it, and smiled evilly as he remembered the many times Janet had peed herself trying to escape his playful torments. The tears swelling in her eyes gave way to the sounds of girlish glee.

Smaller and smaller she shrank, her clothes pooling up around her. Janet’s heart was racing and her sides hurt from Scott’s mean spirited assault. “Please Scott, please stop this.” She finally managed to say, her legs crossed tightly to help stay off another embarrassing moment.

Scott, for his part, was enjoying watching the diminishing girl struggle. He loved the tiny sounds coming from her pouty lips, the sight of her reddening, tear soaked face and the vision of her once tall and beautiful body being drowned by her now to big clothes.

He couldn’t hardly stand it, taking in the sight of her had him so aroused, he felt he was about to burst. Then came her tiny plea to stop, the sound of her voice was so high and soft it sent a shiver down his spine. Looking into her wet, desperate eyes he smiled, bent down and kissed her, licking her lower lip gently as they parted.

Janet found it hard to do anything, including breathe; her body was held in place by Scotts ever growing hands and the weight of her way-to-huge outfit. The tickling hadn’t stopped; she was losing the battle to keep her dignity as her shrinking body was getting caught in her pants making it harder every second to keep her legs tightly closed.

Janet’s frustration was growing out of control, she was shrinking, Scott was smiling and laughing, the pressure between her legs was overbearing and she felt hot and sweaty from her nonstop giggling. On the verge of a break down she sat, needing only one more thing to push her over the edge; And here it was, Scotts warm lips kissing hers.

It was the added touch of him licking her lower lip that broke her. This is something she had always done lovingly to him, and now he did teasingly to her. Janet’s spirit broken, a warm wet sensation spread from her bottom. Tears rolled down her face like rain on a window pane, no more giggles just sobs of grief could be heard from the heart broken girl.

Hearing the tears and knowing Janet had peed herself Scott lost it and laughed uncontrollably. Catching his breath he had already stopped tickling the weeping girl. Janet had gotten too small and he knew the next part of the spell would be starting soon.

Scott looked down at what was left of the woman he had spent the last six months sleeping with. Janet was just about the size of a collectors Barbie doll and completely naked. She was crying softly with her legs pulled up against her chest. She looked so delicate it made his heart skip a beat.

Janet was afraid to move, she sat almost in the middle of her blouses neck hole, her feet covered only slightly by the silky collar. Everything was so big, Scotts shadow fell over her like clouds blocking the sun, his smile tore at her heart. How could he be so terrible? She truly loved him and had thought he loved her too. Memories of their time together caused her to start crying again.

Janet’s crying was brought to an abrupt halt. Something grabbed her. Was it Scott? No, Scott was still smiling over her. The force lifted her up into a standing position, and posed her arms and legs as if she was in the middle of a jumping-jack.

Janet’s body began to reshape and change colors, her legs fraying and turning brown while her chest, arms and head spread out becoming a bright green. She was terrified, she felt her torso constrict, thinner and thinner it became until it was as small as a hotel lobby toothpick.

Around her, her clothes were changing as well. The light pink blouse, tight jeans and comfy shoes, pulled up around her and blended together. They swirled and shrank until the mass was only as tall as she was. Then the mass closest to her began to crumble while the outside became hard.

Janet felt herself lifted gently into the air; her once cozy ensemble, closed in, completely enveloping her lower half. Her eyes crossed, and when they focused again, she could see in almost any direction. She was scared and tried to yell, but no sound came out.

Scott stood smiling down at his new creation. She had turned out perfect. Where once sat the sweet, lovely Janet was now a tiny, budding potted plant. Reaching down he touched one of her new leaves, then he teasingly tugged on it. “I wonder what would happen if I pulled it off,” he said, still tugging on the small plant.





Janet was in shock, shrinking was one thing, but now…now she wasn’t even human anymore. The bas#@^d had turned her into a plant. She tried vainly to shout or move but found it impossible. She could still breathe but it wasn’t the same.

As if being turned into a plant wasn’t bad enough now Scott was touching her. How dare he...”OWW!” She mentally screamed. What is he doing? “Ouch...Oh God he’s pulling my leaf,” “Please ohh please don’t do it” Janet cried to herself.

Scott’s train of thought shifted as he heard the jingling of keys attempting to unlock the house door. “Damm she’s home” he mumbled to himself, quickly grabbing the wooden box and sprinting to put the wand away before his wife entered. Fumbling with the cabinet door he managed to get it closed just as Kelly walked into the room.

“Hi honey” she said as she walked over to give Scott a soft peck on the cheek. “How was your day?” she asked while setting her purse down and kicking off her shoes.

“Good”, he replied, his heart still racing from the effort of getting the wand put away. “How was your day?”

“Busy, I swear, sometimes I think the world would stop if I didn’t show up for work.” “Hey, are you even listening to me? What are you looking at?”

“Ahh…I’m sorry Kelly, It’s...It’s this.” He stammered, lifting the petite plant up for her to see. “I know how much you like to brighten the house up with your green thumb; so I bought this for you.” He stated as he handed the small piece of greenery to her.

Kelly wasn’t stupid; she had sensed the use of magic before she had even reached the front door. Now, in her hands she knew the reason. “So little plant.” She reached out with her mind. “What could you of possibly done to get yourself into this mess?”

Janet had been taking in her new form; the feel of the earth at her…feet? The feel of the light on her…”Oh God please let me wake up, please let this be a dream” she was about to start crying again until she felt Kelly’s gaze and heard her voice ask a question in her mind.

“Well little plant, are you going to answer, or should I just put you on the kitchen windowsill?” Kelly asked while gently petting one of the sweet smelling leafs.

Janet related the whole story to Kelly, starting from when she first met Scott, the stories he told about Kelly, their plans to go away together, she left nothing out, scared to be caught in a lie and hopeful that Kelly would help her.

Kelly listened with great interest, not saying a word but mentally nodding from time to time. She couldn’t believe how blind she had been to whole affair. She trusted Scott completely; she had even forged the wand he used on Janet as a gift of trust and love.

Kelly was angry and hurt. It wasn’t just the lying and cheating but it was the fact that Scott had used her own magic to try and cover up his little fling. “Ooo,” she angrily thought, “You slimy toad of a man. What to do what to do?”

Janet hadn’t heard Kelly’s voice since completing the awful story and started to wonder if she ever would again.

Kelly walked into the kitchen and headed for the sink. She retrieved a small cup from the cabinet and filled it half way with water. Then she tipped it over the plant giving it a health drink. Finished she put the cup in the sink and placed Janet on the windowsill.

“There you go” Kelly started, breaking her silence to the frightened plant, “You don’t really deserve what happened to you but I’m too mad at both of you to even think about helping: Maybe someday, but not today, and probably not far a very, very long time.”

Janet started to cry again, wondering if the rest of her days would be spent looking out the window and watching as life went on around her.

“Oh stop your crying girl.” Kelly yelled into Janet’s mind, “At least there’s still hope for you, but for him, well...let’s just say after I calm down, I’m going to have a bit of fun with the two timing, no good…well, you get the idea, don’t you sweetie?”

With that said, Kelly walked away leaving Janet to her fate in the window and headed upstairs to take a shower. She always felt refreshed and clear headed after the warm water washed over her. “And I thought it was going to be just another boring weekend of laundry and movies” she thought to herself as ideas and images of what she was going to do to him ran through her head.

“I’ll be out in a minute, I’m going to take a shower, Oh, and Hun, thanks for the gift” she yelled out to Scott, “I have a special surprise for you, so don’t go anywhere.” She smiled brightly. “A surprise you’ll never forget.” She finished quietly and stepped into the shower.

Me And Marie

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I hope everyone is doing well and like the new caps. For the record I'm more of a story teller and not a writer. There is a huge difference. I have always wanted to wright a story but I lack the proper education to do so. I have always let this stop me in the past but, no more. I'm going to post bits of a story I'm writing on this blog little by little. This will not stop my promise of at least 1 cap a day through December. If you would like to comment or express your opinion on how the story progresses please feel free to do so. On the other hand, if you want to skip the story and read only the caps, feel free to. Either way, I' m glad you have chosen to visit my little place on the net. Now here is the first page of...


Me and Marie

I met Marie by accident; my car broke down, and having left my wallet at home, I found myself walking. I don’t hate walking, but since getting my license, I was having a hard time remembering the last time my two feet had taken me anywhere.

If my car had to break down, it couldn’t have chosen a better day, it had rained earlier that afternoon leaving behind a crisp, clean feeling in the air. I smiled to myself while passing small puddles, fighting the urge to jump straight in to see how high a splash I could make.

I was making good time so I decided to cut through the park, it would add a bit of time to my getting home, but I really liked watching the ducks that lived around the pond. The baby ducks always earned an “Ohh” or “Ahh” from those standing around watching.

Getting close to the duck pond I took in my surroundings. I was on what I figured was a jogging sidewalk that wound its way around the park. I remembered how as a kid people would yell at me for riding my bike on it. Racing friends, the wind in my hair, laughing at those old people running, wow, how I missed those times.

My reminiscing was cut short by the loud sound of a dog barking and the faint sound of a girl screaming.

I was unsure of what to do. I have never been the hero type; being more of the, duck my head and mind my own business type. It had always served me in the past. Life had taught me that things always seem to go bad for the guy that “got involved”, and I surly didn’t want that fate to befall me.

I tell you this so you understand how strange it was that I found myself running, full speed towards the panicked sounds. There was something in the voice of the girl’s pleas that I couldn’t ignore. It was like my own heart was crying out and I needed to save it.

Closer and closer I got to the crying sobs of the girl; each step causing the fire in my lungs to grow stronger. I wanted to stop and drop to the ground. I was panting, no matter how fast I tried to breath I couldn’t get enough air into my lungs, tears were forming in my eyes, I was getting dizzy, but instead of stopping, I quickened my pace.

Anyone watching could have compared me to the bionic man, I was jumping over bushes and ducks like an Olympic master hurdler, if there was such a thing. My legs felt like jelly, whether I willed it or not my body was closing in on a total shut down.

Just as I started to see a dark tint over the world, I burst through a hedge and found…I found? My mind was having a hard time grasping what was in front of me. There was the dog, a small black thing barking at what was mostly, a young girl. It was the “mostly” that my mind was having trouble with.

Lying on the ground was the source of the whimpering. She was beautiful…and frightening, frightening in the fact that her arms and legs were gone. Not gone like she wasn’t born with them but gone because her body just appeared to blend in with her shirt and skirt.

My heart was pounding, I was still trying to catch my breath from all the running, and now…now I was looking at something that was impossible. People don't just merge with their clothing; but…but here I was, standing in front of this mass of girl and clothes.

My fear and disbelief was soon overtaken by the look of distress in her eyes, my heart still ached to help, but I didn’t know what to do. Should I add my voice to hers in a vain attempt to get aid? I didn’t know, I was scared but wanted…no…needed to help her.