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SRU: The Two-Fer
By Ellie Dauber
Copyright 2000
The Wizard glared at his rented van, parked by the side of the road with
a flat tire. He considered the philosophical implications of his situations
and possible paths of action. Having considered, he acted.
?Damn, stupid truck,? he shouted and kicked at the flat tire. It didn?t fix
anything, but he felt much better.
He checked the back of the van. Sure enough, the toolbox was empty.
?If this were a back road,? he said aloud, ?I could just levitate the thing
while I change the tire. But no, I have to have a flat on one of this
town?s busiest stretch of highway just before rush hour.? He was about
to call Dannie and have her send him his own toolbox, when a beat-up
mostly green Chevy pulled up beside the van.
Charlie Briggs and Wes Healey didn?t look much like Good Samaritans.
Charlie was tall and skinny with a mop of light brown hair tied into a
ponytail. Wes was a short, with curly dark brown hair, and beginning to
show the beginning of a beer belly. They were both in their early
twenties, dressed in jeans and T-shirts. They normally didn?t act like
Good Samaritans, either. Today, they were coming back from a three-
day beer and pot party, and they felt particularly ?mellow?.
?What?s the trouble, old guy,? Charlie said.
?Hey, you know you got a flat,? Wes said.
?Only too well,? the Wizard said, trying to suppress a grimace. These
two were hardly his idea of help. ?The problem is that this infernal van
doesn?t have a jack, so I can change it.?
?Hey, old guy,? Charlie said with a lopsided grin. ?We got a jack, a jill,
everything. You go sit in our car while we change tires for you. You do
have a spare, don?t you.?
?Yes,? the Wizard said. ?It?s in a wrack on the back right door of the
van.? He did a quick scan of both boys? minds. Normally, Charlie and
Wes would have driven past, laughing at his problem. They were the
sort who were sometimes actually _improved_ by alcohol and other
drugs. If they fixed his car ? and they did know how to change a tire ?
he would see if he could do something to keep them that way.
Wes got the jack out of the trunk of his own car, while Charlie took out
the spare. In a matter of minutes, they had the van jacked up and the tire
off. They put on the spare and lowered the van to the ground. Wes came
over to put the jack back in his trunk, while Charlie put the flat inside the
van.
?She?s fixed, old guy,? Wes said, ?but you should complain when you
return that van.?
?I intend to.? The Wizard covertly materialized a couple of business
cards. ?By the way, this is my business. I don?t have any cash with me
to repay you for your kindness. Come by my shop, and we can work
something out.?
?We don?t need ? oof? Charlie said, stopping when Wes elbowed him in
the stomach.
?Charlie, Charlie,? Wes said. ?We don?t want to insult this nice old guy
by not taking his offer.? He took the cards, handing one to Charlie. He
glanced at the card.
?Spells ?R Us"
Colonial Crest Mall
Magic Solutions for your Every Want or Need
?Hey, I think I heard of your place, old guy,? Charlie said.
?Possibly,? the Wizard said. ?Lot?s of people have told stories about
me.? He got back in the van. ?I?m sure that I?ll be seeing you boys in a
day or two. Thanks again for the help.?
* * * * *
?I?m not sure that I want to go in there, Charlie,? Wes said. ?I?ve heard
some really crazy stories about this place. A lot of guys go in and get
changed into bimbo chicks.?
?So, you don?t like bimbo chicks??
?You know I do man, but I sure as hell don?t want to be one.?
?Neither do I, but if we?re careful, we can get some kind of real cool
stuff from that old guy.?
?Yeah, _if_ we?re careful.?
?Relax, man. He?s just an old dude who didn?t know how to change a
tire. We can handle him.? Charlie smiled and pushed open the door to
the shop.
A very pretty girl was stocking some shelves near the door. Charlie and
Wes waited for a moment to watch her move and stretch to reach the
higher shelves. She finished putting what looked like boxes of pen and
pencil sets on a shelf and turned to face them. ?Famous last words,
Charlie. I?d advise you not to try anything. _He_ won?t like it if you try
to trick him.?
?Hey, relax, Babe,? Wes said. ?If Charlie says we can handle the old
guy, we can handle him. You come and watch. Then,? he leered at the
girl, ?Then, we?ll show you how well we can handle _other_ things.? If
they did get some kind of ?bimbo-izer? from the old guy, this Babe was
going to be its first test.
?Charlie, Wes,? came a voice from the back of the store. ?Please let
Dannie finish her work. Come back here, and we can talk.?
The duo followed the Wizard?s voice to the back of the door, where he
was sitting behind a counter, drinking something from a steaming purple
mug.
?Can I offer you boys some tea. It?s a very special blend from India.?
?Ah, no thanks, old guy,? Wes said, suspiciously.
The Wizard frowned. ?I understand. You?ve heard those stories about
me, and you?re suspicious.? He put down the mug. ?I suppose I can?t
blame you. Would it help if I promised no tricks??
?A little, old guy,? Charlie said. ?Let?s just get on with this, so we can
go.?
?Very well. You boys did me a favor, so I owe you something, right??
?Yeah, man. Something cool,? Wes said.
The Wizard frowned. He had hoped that the boys would take his hint. If
they had refused any payback, he would have been a lot happier. (And
they would each have had a $100 bill in their wallets the moment that
they left the shop.) As it was, their minds were full of thoughts of what
they could get: money, sex, beer, sex, drugs, sex, and ? oh yes ? sex.
Well, the best that he could do was to play fair and give an honest
warning of any consequences of what they asked for.
?How about something that would make any woman our slave?? Wes
asked.
?Yeah, that would be _so_ cool,? Charlie added.
?Yes,? the Wizard said. ?I?m sure it would, but it?s a little too powerful
to give to you two.?
?How about something that would make any _one_ woman our sex
slave?? Charlie asked. ?Just one woman each. That wouldn?t be too
much, would it??
?Frankly, Charlie, I really don?t like the idea of anything that would
enslave one person to another.?
?I see, man. You promise something, then you don?t deliver.?
?Charlie, you wound me to the quick. If that?s what you insist on?.?
He reached behind the counter and took out a small plastic container
with two pills in it. ?You take these pills --?
?And _we_ turn into our own sex slaves,? Wes said.
?Only _we_ aren?t there to enjoy it,? Charlie added.
?Oh, you?ll be there,? the Wizard said. ?Each pill gives the person who
takes it the power to create his ideal woman. She?ll be perfect,
physically and mentally, and she?ll be in love with the person who
created her, willing to do whatever that person wants of her.?
?Sounds perfect,? Charlie said. ?What?s the catch??
?Don?t both be in the same room when you take the pills. It ? umm,
interferes with things."
?No problem, man.? He pocketed the pill bottle. ?Thanks.?
?You?re welcome, Charlie. Just remember what I said. I can?t give a
clearer warning than that.?
?No problem, old guy,? Wes said. ?See you.?
They headed out towards the door. Dannie was still working on the
shelves, her back to the boys. Wes tried to pat her rump as they walked
by, but pulled back his hand with an audible ?Yow!?
Dannie giggled. She knew she looked hot, so she?d used a simple
protective spell with a twist. As far as Wes was concerned, she was hot,
about 530 degrees hot to the touch.
* * * * *
Wes and Charlie hurried back to their digs, a three room furnished
apartment in a low rent part of town. Charlie took the pill box out of his
pocket and opened it. ?I?ll take my pill out here. You can take yours in
the bedroom.?
?Why, what?s the problem?? Wes took the pill from Charlie and looked
at it carefully. It was pink and white, about the size of an aspirin.
?Don?t you remember, man? That old guy said that if we take the pills in
the same room, they?ll ? whatchamacall it ? they?ll interfere with each
other.?
?So, you got good taste in chicks, and so do I. So what if we get a
couple of babes who are half your perfect broad and half my perfect
broad??
?Yeah, but won?t they love the both of us??
?Again, so? We can take turns, man. Besides, I don?t remember you
saying ?No? to that group thing we did at Casey?s party last month.?
?Okay, how do we do it??
?We each pop the pill, close our eyes, and think of our perfect chick. I
guess when we open them, they?ll be here with us.?
?Sounds good. On three, then. One. Two. Three.? Each boy popped
the pill into his mouth and swallowed. They closed their eyes and began
to visualize their perfect women. Charlie liked redheads, tall and curvy,
with big pillowy breasts. Wes had a fantasy about Hispanic girls, darkly
tanned with masses of curls down to their tight little asses, full pouty
lips, sexy accents, and legs that went on forever.
As the pair concentrated, they felt a ?tightness? in their minds. Then a
strange warmth spread down from their heads throughout their entire
bodies. The sensation was weird, but it wasn?t unpleasant. After what
seemed like a couple of minutes, it faded away. They opened their eyes
in the exact same instant.
Charlie saw a redhead standing in Wes? clothes. Her T-shirt was pushed
out to the limit by two large breasts, their nipples erect and further
straining the fabric. She was as tall as Wes had been, and her jeans were
like a second skin against her broad hips and thighs.
Wes saw a girl with dark auburn hair trailing down behind her. She
stood where Charlie had been, but she sure didn?t look like Charlie. Her
skin was the color of burnished copper. Her doe-like brown eyes lay
behind thick lashes. She had the cheekbones of an Indian offset with
thick smiling lips. Her tits weren?t very big, but she had a tiny waist that
broadened into a pair of very womanly hips. Her jeans were tight against
an ass that you could bounce a quarter off of.
?Wes,? the girl said in a sultry voice with a soft Spanish accent, ?is zhat
you? Whut ? whut happen to us, Wes??
?Charlie?? Wes said. He had no accent, but his voice was now a
pleasant alto. He was about to ask what happened when their clothes
began to move.
The sleeves disappeared from Charlie?s T-shirt and the collar expanded
until nothing was left of the top third but two narrow strings tied at the
shoulder. The remainder of the shirt turned a deep pink. One section of
the shirt thickened. The inner part separated and changed to a more silky
material that shaped itself around Charlie?s new breasts to become a
strapless bra. His jeans lid up his legs, fused together, and transformed
into a blue mini-skirt. His socks followed the pants up his legs, the
material becoming more and more sheer before joining at the waist to
become a pair of pantyhose. His boxers shrank, the fly disappearing as
they became a pair of silky pink panties. He felt himself lift as his
sneakers reformed into a pair of sandals with a two inch heel.
Wes? T-shirt blossomed into a frothy white peasant blouse, the collar
growing until it rested on his shoulders. One section of the blouse
changed into a rose demi-bra that lifted and separated his new breasts,
making them seem larger. His pants fused together, then spread outward
to become a wide multi-colored skirt that stopped just below his knees.
His socks moved up his legs even as pieces of elastic reached down from
his shorts. In a moment, Wes? dark stockings were stretched taut against
his legs by the straps of a pretty garter belt trimmed with roses. The
remainder of the shorts became a pair of rose-colored panties, almost as
sheer as his stockings except for a narrow gusset in the front. His
sneakers were now a pair of woman?s shoes with a narrow three-inch
heel.
?Thees, thees is crazy. We gots to go see zhat old man. He change us
back, no?? Wes was near frantic, and his accent was getting thicker.
?I ? I don?t think he will, Wes.? Charlie felt lightheaded for a moment.
Then he felt a tingling in his nipples. They seemed to be growing harder
as she stared at Wes, beautiful Wes. The tingling got worse, and Charlie
felt a warmth down in his crotch.
?Thas okay,? Wes said. His entire body was tingling, especially his new
tits. ?I think I like this. The way I look and the way you make me feel.?
Wes reached out and gently touched Charlie?s breasts.
?Wes, no! No, please.? Charlie couldn?t believe how great Wes? hands
felt on his breasts. His mouth opened as his breathing became irregular.
He reached over and began to rub his finger against Wes? left nipple.
?Oh, oh, zhat is wunnerful,? Wes said. ?More.? The two transformed
males collapsed together. Their mouths met in a passionate kiss, tongues
dueling one with the other. Their knees grew weak as they continued to
caress each other?s breasts. They sank to the floor, still kissing, and
continued the exploration of their new bodies. Blouses were ripped off
and hands fondled breasts. Then those hands reached down to explore
two new moist, warm, and _very empty_ slits. They orgasmed together,
then lay back for a moment to enjoy the warm afterglow.
But the afterglow left them each wanting more, and they were soon at it
again. They stripped each other, kissing and caressing the new flesh as it
was exposed. Each noticed that they weren?t as concerned with their
own pleasure so much as they were in pleasing their beautiful partner. It
was an odd concept, but it didn?t seem to bother them. They loved the
other so much that their own pleasure was enhanced by bringing the
other to new heights.
* * * * *
The Wizard sat back in his chair and looked at Dannie. She was a little
flushed by all the activity they?d been watching on his scrying device,
but she was trying very hard not to show it. He gave her a moment to
regain her composure, then said, ?So, what do you think about what you
just saw??
?You gave them every warning ? more than usual, to tell the truth.?
?They were an unsavory pair with little in the way of redeeming
qualities, but they did stop of their own accord to help me. If they?d
asked for something simple, I?d have given it to them. If they?d left the
store without asking for anything, they?d have each gotten a nice cash
reward. In either case, I?d have reinforced their positive feelings. With a
little luck, they?d have wound up a much nicer pair of boys.?
?Instead, they asked for sex slaves.?
?And they got them. Wes is Charlie?s perfect, submissive sex slave, and
Charlie is Wes?. Only now they?re Charlene and Rosa.?
?What if they?d gone into separate rooms??
?Then they?d have gotten twenty-four hours with a magical artifact in the
form of the girl they imagined. And, when those disappeared, a strong
subconscious understanding of the meaning of real love.?
?But this is permanent??
?More or less. They?ll be those girls forever, but the attraction to each
other will fade after a couple weeks. They?ll still be friends, but that?s
all. They?ll also be completely female by that time. They should find
boyfriends and, eventually, marry within the year. Those should be good
marriages, too. Their ideal women were better people than they were,
and those qualities will stay.?
?So they did get a reward for helping you.?
?Yes. I helped them make better people of themselves.?
The End
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