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Fantasy Girl: A November Halloween Story
By: PYT
Since puberty, Jessica had dreamed of developing the kind of curves that
would get her noticed by the boys at school. Unfortunately, her body had
other plans. Jessica wasn't ugly, but she thought she was and that counted
for a lot. It didn't help that she was flat as a board. There were
freshman boys at school that had more up top than her, especially the fat
ones. That's why she had drawn the large female symbol on the floor as the
box instructed. She was seated in the symbol and reading the inside of the
lid of the box aloud when Josh peeked in.
"Why can't you knock like a normal person, you jerk?" she said smiling.
"Why can't you fill out a bra?" said Josh adjusting his bifocals. Jessica
and Josh had been friends since grade school. Yet, they had been seeing
less of each other since Josh moved into a flat near the university.
"Hey, what's all this? You're training to be some kind of feminist witch
or something?"
"That's right, and if you don't leave me alone I'll turn you into a
mushroom!" said Jessica.
"Seriously, what is this stuff? Halloween was last week."
"It's private," said Jessica.
"I'm your best friend, since when do we keep secrets?" said Josh.
Josh picked up a bra from the bed. It was made of thin, satin and much too
large for Jessica.
"Searching for a new way to transport cantaloupes?" said Josh. Josh sat
down on the floor next to the symbol and took Jessica's hand. "Come on,
Jess. We've been friends since the third grade."
"It's Sarah Morton."
"From the school paper?"
"She's built like a every boy's fantasy. She wears a size 'two' and her
breasts are bigger than her head. I saw Mr. Wellington ogling her in
class. He's old enough to be her grandfather. It makes me sick to my
stomach, but I'm jealous."
Josh squeezed her hand.
"You shouldn't be jealous. You're beautiful--."
"I know 'in my own way'. No one ever looks at me."
"I look at you."
"Gross, Josh. You're practically my brother and you've never even had a
date, other than me; and I don't count."
"We'll maybe I'm the ugly one."
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean it like that."
"Sure you did and it's true. At least, you've been dating. I couldn't buy
a date."
"Do you need money?"
"Ha. Ha. Very funny. Now what is all of this?"
"Remember that Halloween party at the Hargrove two weeks ago?"
"How could I forget? You went as the Wicked Witch of the West and I was a
flying monkey. They were great costumes."
"Well, I stumbled into a back room and found this box. It says that it can
make me drop dead gorgeous if I follow the directions." Josh looked at
her incredulously. "I guess I haven't been thinking clearly lately. I
actually believed it might work."
They heard Jessica's mother call from downstairs.
"She's leaving for the weekend. I had better see her off," said Jessica
getting up and walking to the door.
Josh picked up the box. It was made of plastisized wood and carved with
figures of dancing women. It was smaller than a cigar box, but very heavy.
Josh read the instructions inside of the lid; they were embroidered into
the cloth lining:
Lonely? Tired of Staying in on Friday Nights? Magically Create the Girl of
Your Dreams with Cryptco's Easy-to-Use Fantasy Girl Box?!!!
1. Draw a female symbol on the floor.
2. Sit in the circle.
3. Turn the lower box handle thrice and open the box.
Josh thought about it for a second. He was as far from Casanova as the sun
was from the Earth. He was a math geek and always had been. He never got
dates because of his gawkiness and the only girl he'd ever loved thought
of him as her brother. But if he could make his fantasy girl, she could
adore him and make Jessica jealous. Maybe he could make her finally see
him.
Josh scooted into the circle part of the symbol and turned the box handle.
He opened the drawer - and nothing happened.
He looked around the room feeling a little foolish and let down. After
all, he had to be pretty pitiful to think that some cheesy box could solve
all of his love problems.
When Jessica returned, he was flipping through her collection of compact
discs.
"Well, my mother's off. She's been waiting to go off bird watching on the
island all year. What's wrong with this thing?" said Jessica.
Josh turned around to see Jessica holding the box.
"What do you mean?"
"The instructions are gone!" she said.
"Huh?" Josh walked over and peeked at the inside of the lid. The other
words were gone and now embroidered in large letters was one word
'processing', as if it were a computer screen. "That's impossible. I saw
the instructions just now."
"You were snooping around my box?" said Jessica.
"I was only curious."
"What did you do, Josh?"
"I just did what it said do. What are you worried about? It's not like
that thing will work."
"You're right, it's just that - Look!"
They had both been staring at the inside of the lid, but neither Josh nor
Jessica saw the words in the box change again. The box said:
'Cryptco wants happy customers. That's why we've accessed your deepest
desires. We know what you want and are pleased to give it to you. Your
fantasy girl will be delivered per your specifications, piece by piece.
Thank you for using the Fantasy Girl Box. Another fine product from
Cryptco.'
"What does that mean 'piece by piece?'? That doesn't make any sense," said
Josh.
"This is mad," said Jessica. "How did the words alter that way?"
"It must be some kind of trick. I mean wooden boxes can't have display
readouts, can they?"
Josh and Jessica stood together for half of the night. Eventually, they
put the box away and did the usual. They spent the early morning hours
playing Scrabble, eating fish and chips, watching the idiot box.
Eventually, Josh went home and Jessica fell asleep on the couch.
The next morning Jessica awoke to a banging at the door. She went
downstairs to investigate.
"Hold on, hold on," she said opening the door. It was Josh wearing a
bucket hat, sunglasses and a heavy coat, "Josh, why are you wearing so
many pairs of socks?"
"Upstairs, hurry!" he said.
In Jessica's room, Josh scrambled around the room.
"What are you looking for?" she said.
"The box! Where is it?"
"I threw it out this morning."
"Is it outside? I need to see it?"
"What's going on? You look different?" said Jessica.
"This is what's going on!" Josh pulled off his coat, hat and sunglasses.
Wild dark hair fell down his back and his eyes were light blue just like
hers, but somehow bigger. In fact, he looked like her clone. Jessica was
speechless.
"You look like me! How is this possible?"
"I don't know. I woke up this morning and this is what I saw in the
mirror."
"Oh my God. The box! The garbage men will throw it away, I can hear them
outside."
They ran outside. One of the men had the bin his hand. He looked perplexed
when Josh grabbed it and ran back into the house with Jessica following.
Josh dumped the bin on the kitchen floor and rummaged through the mess
until he found the box. Jessica wiped away a pile of chopped lettuce
hanging from the top. Josh opened the box and read the inside of the lid.
His face went white.
"What is it?" said Jessica. "What does it say?"
Josh handed the box to her. The message had changed again.
'Cryptco is devoted to offering you the best service possible. Your
Fantasy Girl Box has delivered the following requests pulled directly from
you own deepest fantasies:
BODY TEMPLATE JESSICA TARROW with these special features
1. Eyes like the morning sky
2. Hair like wild baby's breath
3. Extra dainty feet with full pedicure
Because Cryptco is committed to speedy delivery the remaining 37 requests
will be delivered as quickly as possible.'
"Thirty-seven requests!?!"
"This is unbelievable," said Jessica.
Jessica looked at Josh's long, wild hair, his large, light blue eyes and
his feet.
"Your feet are so small; smaller than mines."
"I had put on four pairs of socks to keep my shoes from falling off."
"I can't believe this is happening. This was supposed to happen to me."
Josh put a hand on his jaw and lowered his head. He moaned. Jessica
grabbed him by the shoulder.
"Josh! Are you okay?"
"I think so. I felt the sharpest pain in my face, but it went right away."
"Josh, you're face. It looks different!"
Josh quickly went to the bathroom down the hall from the kitchen. Jessica
found him examining his face in the mirror.
"This is not good, Jessica."
Jessica opened the box. 5. Exotic cheekbones. His face looked like someone
had stuck small, halved apricots under the skin of his cheeks.
"We've got to stop this before it's too late," said Josh. "Doesn't that
thing have an 'off' button?"
"No, but maybe we can go back to the Hargrove."
"The what?"
"The place where I got the box. There was a strange woman handing out door
prizes. She was the one who told me to go upstairs and take whatever I
liked."
They went to the Hargrove only to find that it was abandoned. The
Halloween party had been here only days ago, but now it was dark and
covered in dust and spider webs.
"Are you sure this was the place?" said Josh. "It looks like no one has
been here in years."
Josh's body had undergone more changes. He had gotten thinner all over and
his skin had taken on a rich tan.
"Of course, this is it. There was a table with punch and pumpkin pudding
right over there," said Jessica.
"Did you say you found this upstairs?"
They walked upstairs.
"This was the room, but it wasn't like this." The room was empty save for
piles of burlap bags and bundles of wrapped twigs. Figures similar to the
ones engraved on the box had been drawn on the walls in charcoal. "Okay,
this is creepy."
"Look at this," said Josh picking up an empty cardboard box. "There's an
address on here for Cryptco."
Jessica looked at it.
"This is on the other side of the city. My tube pass is dead and I left my
purse at home," she said
Back at Jessica's house, Jessica led Josh up the stairs.
"You're going to have change clothes."
"We don't have time," said Josh.
"I'm serious. You're pants are falling off of you and your shirt looks
like a potato sack. You'll get picked up as a vagabond."
Josh fell to floor. It was the same feeling he'd felt in his cheeks
earlier, but this time it was in every bone of his body.
"Josh!"
Jessica kneeled down. She wasn't sure, but she thought he she could see
him shrink in stature. She helped him to his feet and his pants dropped to
the floor. He was notably shorter than Jessica now. Jessica was 5'5," but
she had a full head's height on Josh.
"Holy shit!" said Josh. "Holy shit! The box! Gimme the box!"
Josh read the lid of the box.
9. Skin smooth as newborn's bottom
10. Extraordinarily petite stature
11. Delicate chin and jaw line
12. Small upturned nose
"Josh? You're face. You still look like me, but younger."
"I have a confession to make."
"What kind of confession?"
Josh sat down finding that he had to hop up reach the top of bed. His feet
dangled above the floor.
"I never thought I'd tell you like this, but I've always had a crush on
you."
"What!?!"
"I think you're the most beautiful girl in the world."
"Josh, I don't know what to say. I always thought you were gay, but afraid
to admit it."
Josh turned away silently.
"Maybe I'm afraid of most girls. You were always so nice to me."
"Oh Josh."
"But there's something I don't understand. You're my fantasy girl just as
you are. Why are my eyes and hair different from yours? And why'd I get so
short?"
Jessica looked at Josh not knowing how to answer his question.
"Arrrgh," screamed Josh holding his waist. Josh pulled up his shirt and
they could both see his waist compressing before their eyes. Even on his
greatly diminished frame, the waist looked small. "We've got to get to
Cryptco."
Jessica didn't hear Josh though. She was intently staring at the inside of
the box.
"Josh. It says 'fantasy breasts.' What does that mean?"
"I have no idea."
Josh grabbed his chest. He felt a powerful, warm throbbing beneath his
nipples. As he covered his nipples, the sensation got warmer and more
pleasurable. He felt something growing in his palms, larger and larger,
until his hands were full.
"This is not happening. I don't believe this," said Josh.
"Are those real?" Jessica poked him in the chest.
"Oww!"
"Sorry, I couldn't help myself. I know this is strange to say, but I
always wondered how I would look with big breasts."
"This is too much. I look like a Barbie."
"They're not that big. Just a 'C' cup, I think. Put these on."
Jessica tossed him a wad of clothes. He unfurled them. A pink, cotton
jogging suit.
"It's the wrong size for me: too small. I never got around to returning
it. You'll need this too."
"I'm not wearing a bra."
"Josh we're going to fix what's happening to you, but you can't go out
like that. You're advertising."
Josh looked down at his nipples, which were sticking out enticingly. He
took the bra and Jessica helped him get it on. She fiddled with the cups
and adjusted the straps. Josh realized it was the big bra that Jessica had
left on the bed earlier.
"It's a little big isn't it?"
"I know, but it's all I have. My bras are way to small for you. I never
thought I'd say that."
They arrived at Cryptco after a long period of searching. It wasn't that
it so far away. The problem was that the address was fictional.
Eventually, they saw the Cryptco logo on the side of an abandoned
warehouse door. It was a skull inside of a square. They entered the
building and were not entirely surprised to find it mostly empty.
"Why are you walking that way?" said Jessica.
"What way?" said Josh.
"You're swishing your hips like a washing machine and walking on your tip-
toes."
"I'm not walking on my--." Josh realized that he was walking like a
ballerina. "My calves were hurting walking flat-footed. This just fells
more comfortable. I guess - why are you looking at me like that?"
"Your breasts, they're bigger," said Jessica.
Josh pulled off his shirt. The bra had been loose before, but now it was
pleasurably tight.
"You're filling that bra," said Jessica.
"What size did you say this thing was?"
"An 'E' cup. Way too big given how small you are."
"I don't know. I think they make me look hot."
Jessica looked at Josh not sure if he was joking or not.
"Did I really just say that?" said Josh shaking his head. "Let me see the
box."
Jessica pulled the box out and gave it to Josh. It said:
14. Hips like axe blades and another that said 16. Cat-like gait.
"What is all of this?" said Josh. "'Number 20. Mental alteration: feminine
gestures' and 'number 22. Mental alteration: exhibitionist tendencies'."
"You mean you really haven't noticed? You keep rearranging your hair and
moving your hands like a girly girl. And look at the way you're standing."
Josh was standing with a hand on his hip and his back arched
"Oh my god, you're right. I hadn't even noticed," said Josh. "That box is
playing with my mind."
"Aren't you going to put your shirt back on?"
"Whatever for? I feel much better without it. But I'm famished. Do you
have any snacks in your purse?"
Jessica handed Josh a bag of chips. He ate them and licked his lips and
his nose and chin. Only to find Jessica staring at him wide-eyed with a
hand over her mouth.
"What? What's the matter?"
"Your tongue. Stick out your tongue."
Josh stuck out his tongue past his lips and kept sticking out until it
dangled well past his chin.
Jessica read the box lid.
23. Super-long tongue (especially designed for male or female oral
stimulation!).
"Let's go to the next room. It looks larger," said Jessica.
"Great. It's empty." The interior of the warehouse was huge and cold.
"I'm not surprised. I'm going to check the office in the back."
Jessica returned minutes later.
"Hey, look up here!" Josh was standing on a catwalk. He walked down
slowly and gracefully, each move dripped sex. He wore a low-cut top,
which stretched across his breasts, a thin black leather skirt and red
five-inch stiletto heels.
"Where did you get that outfit? You look like a mail order girl."
"Thank you. It was in a box on the catwalk."
Jessica noticed that Josh's voice was breathy and sensuous. Even in the
heels, Josh was still shorter than Jessica. Jessica could see his
cleavage, which formed a deep valley under Josh's cute chin. He was
bursting out of the bra she had given him.
"Are your breasts bigger?"
"I learned why they're called 'fantasy tits'. Watch this."
Jessica watched as Josh's breasts expanded slowly like water balloons
attached to a spigot.
"See," he said. "What do you think?"
Jessica stared with her mouth open as Josh played with one of his nipples.
The nipple engorged until the fabric of his bra and top tented out more
than an inch.
"I-I found something in the back office," said Jessica.
"Oh, what is it?" said Josh sticking a finger in his mouth and sucking it.
"It says that Cryptco has changed locations. Their new establishment is
near Gospel Oak. I think someone is playing with us."
On a bench in the underground, Josh sat silently. He kept looking down at
his quickly changing body and wondering what else the spell was doing to
his mind. He felt normal enough.
"I love these nails," he said admiring them. They were nearly two inches
long. "I think pink is my color. But there is one thing I don't get."
"What's that?"
"You were my fantasy girl. But most of these changes aren't my fantasy. I
mean, I always wondered what you might look like with bigger breasts and a
nice behind, but these breasts are so big and luscious and how do you
explain this tongue? I'm almost afraid to open my mouth!"
Jessica didn't say a word.
"I haven't been totally honest with you," she said.
Josh looked at Jessica quizzically, his now beautifully delicate eyebrows
moving over baby blue eyes.
"You're not turning into your fantasy girl, Josh. You're turning into
mine."
"What are you saying?"
"I had already started the process. The box thought you were me."
"You mean you wanted to turn into this?" he said gesturing down his body
with his hands.
"I've never had a boyfriend. Sometimes when I feel especially lonely, I
have--fantasies."
Jessica lowered her head and turned away.
"You must hate me," her face was red with tears. Josh put an arm around
her waist.
"I don't," he said. "I really don't. Maybe it's the box, but I'm not mad.
I mean, I want to stop this--I think--but part of me doesn't. I've never
felt better!"
"Come on, let's go to Cryptco," said Jessica.
The address led them to a sports tavern.
"This isn't Cryptco," he said.
"I don't like the look of this place," said Jessica.
Josh walked in before she could tell him not to.
The tavern was filled with young men drinking before the start of the
football match.
Josh felt the strangest tingling his crotch accompanied by warm throbbing
in his breasts. He grabbed his breasts and felt them expanding in his
hands. They grew until they were larger than his head; stretching the
fabric of his top until his nipples were clearly visible. The sensation in
Josh's crotch spread to his midsection; it made him drop to his knees. The
bra stretched to maximum capacity and beyond. He pulled off his top. As
the titflesh, began to spill over the top of the bra cups, the clasps in
the back started to bend. Josh inhaled moaning. The straps tore and his
tits spilled out.
Jessica helped Josh to his feet.
"Are you okay?" she asked. "Josh?" But he didn't answer. Jessica noticed
the hot look of lust his eyes.
Josh shrugged off Jessica and ran across the tavern. He stopped in front
of a young man in a yellow Rugby shirt drinking beer. The man hadn't
noticed Josh's transformation and sat on his stool transfixed by the
extremely buxom yet petite sex nymph standing before him topless.
"Hello," said the man.
Josh didn't reply, but reached for the man's shorts, unzipping them.
The other men in the tavern watched in disbelief. One older man laughed,
then starting coughing as he nearly choked on a gherkin.
Josh pulled out the young man's rigid cock immediately shoving it down his
throat. He went to work sucking like a crazed slut. It didn't take long
before the man came. He moaned and Josh swallowed and licked his lips. The
bar patrons were frozen in gape-mouthed shock. It had all happened so
quickly that no one had moved.
Jessica grabbed Josh by the arm.
"Come with me," said Jessica pulling him roughly.
"-but I'm just warming up," he said breathily in the direction of the
bartender. The bartender smiled.
Jessica ran to the doorway at the back of the tavern. There was a Cryptco
symbol on it. She climbed the stairway with Josh in tow and entered the
room at the top.
"Hey, why'd you stop me? That bartender looked hot."
"That's the problem. You just blew a guy in the middle of a crowded
room!" said Jessica. She waited for Josh to say something, but he just
stared blankly. "You don't see anything wrong with that?"
Josh twirled a lock of hair around his manicured pinky.
Jessica opened the box. The list of changes took up the whole of the
interior of the lid:
29. Perfect, sparkling teeth.
30. Extra-deep throat.
31. Proportionally long legs.
32. Luscious, candy-apple red lips.
33. Slight lisp.
34. Hyper-active libido.
35. Hyper-sensitive clitoris.
36. Level three sex pheromones (effective on all sexes).
Jessica wondered what the last one meant.
"Josh. You won't believe this."
"You mean the box. I don't care about that," Josh walked towards the door.
"I want more cock."
"Wait a moment. Do you see where we are?"
"What are you talking about? We're over the tavern," said Josh.
"We're back at the Hargrove. We were here earlier. But how did we back?
This is across town!"
"Big deal. You can be across town. I'm going back downstairs."
"Josh, wait!"
Josh ran down the stairs incredibly fast for someone on five-inch heels.
Jessica followed. She heard Josh scream from downstairs.
"No fair! No fair! No fair! Where'd all the men go?"
At the bottom of the steps, Jessica saw why Josh was so upset. They were
back on the main floor of the Hargrove.
Josh was jumping up and down his huge breasts bobbing along somewhat out
of rhythm with the rest of his body. Then he collapsed on his round ass
and proceeded to pull off his black lace panties.
Josh spread his legs and began fingering himself. With his free hand, he
pinched and rubbed his engorged nipples. He plunged a finger into himself,
stroking furiously. Josh moaned loudly. He then put both hands between his
legs and rubbed his clit and vagina faster and harder still. Jessica
watched in disbelief as Josh balanced himself on his shoulders and feet as
he bucked hips wildly in the air screaming the whole while.
Jessica began to feel flushed. She didn't know why. She'd never been
turned on by a girl before, but then again, she'd never seen anything like
this before.
Josh screamed even louder as his orgasm broke. He collapsed on his back
panting as sweat dripped from his forehead. Jessica could see pussy juice
running down his thighs.
They caught a taxi. Josh had ripped his panties taking them off and they
didn't even look for the bra, which had been torn to shreds when his
breasts exploded in size. Jessica had thrown a large loose covering over
Josh who couldn't stop playing with himself on the ride back to her house.
He squirmed and moaned through the entire ride. Jessica did her best to
keep him somewhat quiet by putting a hand over his mouth. When they left
the taxi, Jessica noticed that the driver's glasses were fogged over.
Back in Jessica's room, Josh lay on the bed naked.
"Are you okay?" said Jessica.
"Yeah, I feel better," he said. "I don't know what came over me in the
tavern. When I saw all of those men, something clicked inside me. I never
felt so hot in my life. I think I had like 20 orgasms on the ride over."
"I'm so sorry, Josh. I--."
"Shhh. Don't be such a stiff, Jess. Look, I know that the box is doing
something to me, but I don't care. I love my body," said Josh grabbing his
tits. "It beats the snot out of my old one."
"There must be a way to reverse this," said Jessica sitting on the symbol
in her floor. She fiddled with the handle on the box and turned forward
twice, then backward.
Jessica felt something tickle her ear. It was Josh's tongue. He was
kneeling next to her and whispering.
"I still think you're gorgeous," he said.
"Quit it," said Jessica as she turned the handle.
"I can't help it. I'm still horny and I don't see anyone else here."
"Wait, Josh. I think I've figured this out," she said turning the handle
forward twice again and then back.
Josh leaned against Jessica's back and extended his tongue down Jessica's
shirt.
"Josh!" Jessica jerked involuntarily opening the box. She opened the lid.
At Cryptco, we love referrals and new customers. This box has been reset
for your personal enjoyment. Your Fantasy Girl Box ? requests will be
delivered using our expedited delivery. Enjoy your Fantasy Girl. Cryptco:
the first name in fantasy!!!
Josh pushed Jessica to the floor. She struggled until she felt a strange
sensation in her breasts. She felt like two midgets were sitting on her
chest.
"Ooh," moaned Josh. "You're breasts are making me hot. They're the same
size as mine."
"No, Josh. Stop. We have to fix this."
Josh striped off Jessica's clothes.
"Wait," she said grabbing the box. "Josh, Stop. I figured out how to
reverse the box."
Josh bit Jessica's nipple causing her to drop the box.
"No, Josh. I - can fix this - I. Ooh, that feels good."
Josh positioned his face over Jessica's pussy. He stuck his long tongue as
deep into her vagina as he could. Jessica tried to hold in her pleasure,
but she couldn't help squealing with delight. Josh stopped.
"I hope I'm not hurting you," he said.
"Don't stop!" screamed Jessica who promptly stuck her tongue into Josh who
moaned. They writhed and screamed and moaned in intense pleasure as they
sixty-nined throughout the night.
Neither of them noticed, but across the room the Fantasy Girl Box
disappeared in a puff of pink smoke.
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