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Devious Majik: Squeak Toy
by SifoDyasJr
"What did you pick up?" Derek asked Jane as she entered their condo
clutching some mall shopping bags. Derek was only focused on one bag
though, the black matte bag with the shiny black text on it that said
'Devious Majik' when the light hit it just right.
He reached for the bag, but she swatted his hand away. "Nuh-uh! It's a
surprise! You'll have to wait until after dinner."
Just seeing the bag made his heart beat faster and his libido rise.
Jane's sister, Jessica, had given her a DM gift for her birthday a few
weeks ago. It was supposed to be Jane's 30th birthday, but the contents
of the specially wrapped black package had her celebrating her sweet 16
all weekend instead. His regressed and quite horny wife left him feeling
as if It had been his own birthday!
In anticipation for the evening's activities, he had taken off from work
early to prepare a very romantic dinner. He wasn't the greatest of
cooks--the chicken had burnt, and he tried to pass off the blackened
crust as 'cajun-style', but he impressed himself with how good the rest
of the meal tasted tonight.
After finishing the meal, and spending a few minutes playfully chatting
while enjoying the chocolate brownies he had thankfully not burnt, she
winked at him. "Ready?" she asked with a sly smile.
Before she could even retrieve the Devious Majik bag, he was already
stripped down to his ankle socks and boxers, the material of which was
straining from the hard-on he had been suffering with ever since she had
told him about her special shopping trip.
She tossed him the black box from the black bag. He held it to the light
and read, "Devious Majik Special Squeak Toy..." He looked over to her
and asked, "Really?"
"I asked the clerk to pick out something that would be fun and
different. Something both of us could share in this time. She said this
would be perfect for that."
"Okay..." If you had asked Derek just a few weeks earlier if he believed
in magic, he would have laughed the question off, but he had quickly
become an enthusiastic believer.
He opened the lid on the box and peered inside, then looked back up at
his wife, cocking his mouth to the side. "Um... this isn't a squeak
toy."
"What are you talking about?" She moved over to look inside the box.
"Well, dammit. They definitely fucked that up."
Derek scooped out the piece of blue material from the box. It had the
consistency of Silly Putty, but was a bright blue color, and shiny like
hard plastic usually was. He squeezed the material which made a little
bit of a farting noise as it pushed through the grooves of his fingers.
He laughed at the sound. "Well, that's definitely not a squeak." He
continued to squish it in his palms. "It does feel really good though,
kind of warm and tingly to the touch."
He tossed it over to Jane who kneaded it in her hand. "Yeah, it does
feel good, but doesn't seem very fun at all." She frowned as she threw
the substance onto the bed where it bounced once before settling into
the middle of the comforter. "I'm sorry, honey, I wanted tonight to be
perfect, but now it's screwed up."
Derek reached over to comfort her. "It's not a problem. You can take it
back and exchange it tomorrow." he kissed her neck while whispering into
her ear "and tonight is still perfect because you're here."
Sure it was a cheesy line--both of them knew it, but it always worked. A
couple of minutes later they were in bed making out, bras and skirts and
boxer shorts strewn all over the bedroom (Derek couldn't be bothered to
remove the socks, though). Jane started out on top, but a few minutes
later Derek had flipped her over on the bed, kissing her from above.
"Ooooh... that feels REALLY good..." she cooed as her eyes rolled up
into her head.
"Really? I'm just kissing you..." Derek said as he watched his wife's
facial expressions reach near climax contortions.
She reached behind her back and pulled out the flattened blue goo. "No,
this! It feels SO good on the skin!" She put her hand in his with the
substance sandwiched in-between.
"Fuck that feels good..." Derek exclaimed. The feeling was now ten times
as strong as it was when he had first felt it, a strong, shivery tingle
running down his spine at the incredible feeling it was emanating.
He took the gel-like substance and pulled it apart into two sections,
then gently placed both blue gobs right on top of Jane's nipples.
Her back arched immediately as she let out a loud half-gasp, half-
guttural squeal. The nipples immediately shot up erect. Her whole body
spasmed as she orgasmed almost instantly.
"Wow!" Derek said as he held the blue material against his wife's chest,
watching her squirm and thrash as wave upon wave hit her entire body.
Her only communication was a series of grunts and moans, the verbal
centers of her brain were overloaded with pleasure at the moment.
It was pleasure and it was torture. She never wanted it to stop and yet
she couldn't function as a gushing fountain of quivering flesh, could
she?
Mercifully he seemed to know the exact line of when it went from being
just enough to too much and removed the warm tingly plastic from her
bosom, laughing as her whole body went suddenly limp, her lungs panting
desperately for oxygen.
"Did you enjoy yourself?" he asked in a playful sarcastic tone as sweat
flowed from every pore on her body, among other certain fluids.
"Oh.... god... that... was... the... most... incredible... thing...
EVER!"
"More?" he asked holding the shiny gel up and moving towards her crotch
this time.
"NO!!!" she grabbed his wrists firmly to stop him. "It will be too much.
I can just tell it will be too much to have any more of that right now."
She had a sly look on her face. "But that doesn't mean that you can't
enjoy it..." She grabbed the two globes from him and smashed them
together again with one hand while pushing him onto his back with the
other.
She pressed the material up against his throbbing penis, but, to both of
their surprise, his body didn't react the same way that hers did.
"Do you feel that?" she asked him as she pushed the material out and
smoothed it over a larger patch of skin.
"Yeah, it feels warm and tingly, but nothing earth shattering like you
had."
"Hmmm..." She was going to figure out this puzzle. She placed the
material up against his nipples, they stiffened a bit, but again no
full-body response.
"Maybe it only works like that on women?" Derek offered, disappointed
himself that his experience wasn't going to have the same intensity. "Or
maybe it only works once?"
She wasn't ready to give up so moved back down to his crotch, flattening
the material out in the palms of her hands and then using part of the
sheet of blue plastic material she had formed to cover one of his balls.
His hand immediately contracted to grab the comforter "Ooh... Okay,
that's working much stronger..."
She flattened out another sheet and wrapped the other ball, careful to
connect the two pieces of material together. She was fascinated with how
it covered up his pubic hair, creating a smooth hard surface with no
trace of any follicles. Both balls had pulled upwards significantly now
that they were fully covered by the material. "Hey, look! You have blue
balls!"
"That feels really good..." Derek said as he looked down his chest at
her.
"But not mind-blowing?" She was flattening out the remaining piece of
material.
"Not mind-blowing. But don't stop. I still like it!"
She wrapped the final piece around his erect penis. She was amazed at
how easy it was to connect the blue material to the ball-covering
material below. It flowed together perfectly, and his hard-on became
even stiffer. The entirety of his genital bits and parts looked just
like a plastic toy now.
"There's your squeak toy," she said grasping the blue shaft firmly and
squeezing.
To her shock and his, it squeaked loudly. Like a dog's toy.
"What the--?" Derek's mouth hung open.
Jane laughed hard. She squeezed the member again. Another noise. This
one sounded like a clown's nose.
Derek was laughing hard as well. "Do it again!"
She squeezed his penis repeatedly, squeak... squeak... honk... squeak...
squeak...
Derek's laughter slowed down as he looked at his chest. The slightly
flabby chest that was the result of too much work and not enough gym
time suddenly started to look extremely fit, while the slight beer belly
below had completely disappeared, leaving him flat there.
"Honey, squeeze harder," he said, watching his chest and midsection
carefully.
She gripped the rubbery plastic and squeezed as hard as she could, so
hard that the material slightly collapsed onto itself like it was hollow
inside.
Derek's pec's grew more, squaring off, and his stomach deflated a little
more--the flat surface now sporting the slight ridges of his ab muscles.
He looked over to his arms--they were bulging with muscle, and his
thighs were also equally well-defined.
"I like this squeak toy!" he declared as she continued to pump him up.
A few minutes later, he stood in front of the mirror, completely naked,
flexing in front of it. He towered over his wife by a good eight inches
now, and his physique was that of the best, most fit, bodybuilder in the
world.
"I love this look!" he said to his wife as he lowered his flexed arm so
she could feel his bicep.
As she squeezed his arm, his bicep went away, but his forearm suddenly
expanded like Popeye. When she let go, the bicep went back to it's
musculature. "I hate to burst your bubble, but it looks like it's all an
illusion..." She reached up and squeezed his left pec, and, like the
arm, when squeezed the size moved over to the other pec. "You're like an
animal balloon!" she laughed, squeezing him and poking him in various
places to see the 'air muscles' transfer.
"Oh well, it still looks good," he said, grabbing his rubbery balls and
squeezing trying to cause the air muscle transfer to cause his penis to
swell.
But that isn't what happened at all.
Instead there was an audible 'pop' followed by the sound of leaking air
coming from below. Derek's muscles started to slowly deflate, and his
stature started to steadily lower.
He felt air being blown on the hand that was still cupping his balls.
"Oops, I've sprung a leak," he said with some concern.
Jane watched her husband decrease in size all over, she expected him to
go back to his normal size, but it didn't seem to stop. He was getting
even shorter--smaller all around! "Honey? What's going on with you?"
"Jane, see if you can plug the leak," he said, his voice rising in
panic.
She got on her knees to take a good look at what was going on. She moved
his rapidly thinning hand from off of the blue covered genitals and felt
the rushing air herself. It was escaping around the base of his penis.
She gasped as she saw the plastic member begin to slide downward. The
escaping air increased as she tried deperately to shove it back up into
place, but gravity was winning.
"Derek, lie down on the bed for me," she said looking up at him. He
looked much thinner all around. His facial features softer as well.
She helped him lie down on the mattress and then pushed the penis back
up. There was a small 'pop' noise again and Derek let out a soft, but
sudden moan. Curious... she thought.
She tugged on the shaft again, hearing and feeling it being released, a
soft push of air escaping, and then she pushed it back in again, feeling
it snap back into place. Derek moaned again.
Impulsively she pulled on it one more time. Another pop. Another moan.
But this time she kept pulling on it. She slowly pulled it upwards,
revealing a shaft of blue material below covered in a thin coating of
sticky fluid. An inch was revealed as she pulled.
"What are you doing?" Derek asked, his voice had not settled back down
to normal at all.
Two inches. Three. Four...
"Jane, help! I'm leaking again! More now too!" Derek said. It felt like
he was farting, but the escaping air was coming out the front of his
body.
Five... six inches...
And then a much louder 'pop' as the head at the other end of the shaft
pulled free. Jane held in her hands a two headed blue plastic dildo with
a pair of plastic balls attached at the center. She squeezed on it and
it made a squeaky sound.
As the last bit of air escaped from the slit between his legs, Derek
propped himself up on thin arms. His new C-cup breasts swung freely from
his tiny frame.
"Well... this is completely different..." he said, tentatively touching
one of his nipples.
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"Are there any instructions at all?" Jane said as she frantically looked
in the shopping bag she brought in earlier while Derek pulled out the
lining of the box.
"I don't see anything," Derek squeaked out in a cute soprano, while he
looked at the inside lid of the box in case something was printed there,
which it wasn't. "Maybe there's something on their website?"
Jane beat him over to the screen, he was still having some trouble
getting used to the way this body moved along with the new center of
gravity and found the simple act of walking across the room required
careful concentration, lest he trip and fall. Balancing on tiny feet
wasn't helping any. "Nothing. Just a list of their locations and hours."
She moved the cursor around see if she was missing anything, but there
were no links at all--just a single, sparse, but well designed page.
"Mine wore off on its own after a couple of days last time. I'm sure
that will be the case here." She tried to reassure her petite well
endowed husband. Of course her age transformation hadn't been anywhere
near as radical as what he was experiencing at the moment.
"Yeah, you're right..." Derek said, glancing at the girl in the mirror
staring back at him, wearing an ill-fitting cotton t-shirt that
prominently displayed her nipples and boxer shorts dangling precariously
off her thighs. The girl he had become certainly was sexy--in a very
innocent and cute way, he thought as he tugged on the shoulder length
brown hair. Because he didn't look anything like himself, he found that
his brain wouldn't (or couldn't) connect all of he dots. It was an odd
disconnected feeling as he watched the image in the mirror mimic his
every move. "This is like looking into a fun house mirror..." he said.
"Oh, really?" Jane asked curiously, looking up from the screen.
"Yeah, you know... like when you see the fat you, and it looks weird to
see yourself chubby, but you know that it isn't really you."
"I hate to destroy that thought," she said, rising from the desk and
sliding in behind her diminutive husband in his new wrapping, "but this
is really you. This isn't an illusion."
Derek looked up at her, the height difference certainly shattered the
illusion, but he went on with his original thought anyway. "But as long
as I'm not touching anything," the squeaky high pitched voice wasn't
helping either, "or saying anything, it is just like an illusion."
"What about if someone is touching you?" Jane wrapped her arms easily
around Derek's small frame, placing her hands on his breasts. The wide
eyed look on his face said that she was winning this argument easily.
His cute upturned nostrils flared visibly.
"Not fair..." Derek didn't even try to argue back. Was this body making
him more timid as well? "You win." He sighed a breathy sigh as he
enjoyed the warmth of her skin on his skin. "God, I never realized girls
were so sensitive all over..." he said, running his hands over hers,
down his flat tummy and towards his crotch.
Suddenly Jane pulled away.
"What is it? Is something wrong?" Derek asked.
"Go lay down on the bed. I want to try something," she said,
disappearing into the bathroom for a moment.
Derek sat down on the edge of the bed as his wife returned wiping
something off with a towel. "Do you trust me?" she asked.
"Yeah, of course," he replied, wondering what had gotten into her.
"I think I know how to fix this, but it may not be where you want to
go." She chose her words carefully.
"What are you talking abo--" His eyes bulged out of his head when he saw
what she was holding in the towel. "No. Absolutely not."
She finished wiping the water off of the large two-headed blue plastic
phallus, large plastic balls - HIS balls - secured firmly halfway down
the shaft. "Honey, it makes sense." She motioned with her hands causing
the dildo to wave back and forth, bending slightly as she moved it.
"I---it's... No." Derek's legs had closed shut at the sight. "I can't
stick a... penis... you know..."
"Why not? And if you haven't noticed by now, you ARE fully equipped to
stick a penis there." She tried not to smile at his discomfort. He was
squirming for sure. She had actually had this thought almost immediately
after the transformation, but knew that he would be unwilling. She was
quickly realizing, however, that the girl before her didn't have the
same resolve that male Derek did. With enough prodding, this girl would
crack.
"I mean... I don't want to... I don't think I can..." Derek let out half
a dozen partial excuses.
"This could be the only way to put you back to normal." Derek just
simply nodded no.
"Okay, well, we'll need to do some shopping tomorrow then. There's no
way you're fitting into any of my clothes--you're way too tiny for them.
My bras might fit you though..." She moved over to the dresser drawer
where she kept her adult toys and started to put it away.
"Well..." Derek whined, "I mean, technically, it IS my penis..."
"Exactly," Jane said before closing the drawer. "And you've pleasured
yourself with it many times before..."
"Yeah... many many times..." Girl Derek wasn't nearly as stubborn as her
alter ego. "Okay, I'll try it. But I won't like it."
"We'll see..." Jane grinned pulling the plastic appendage back out of
the drawer, along with some lubrication.
Her husband lowered the boxer shorts, closed his eyes, and spread his
legs very wide, almost like he was doing the splits. "Tell me when it's
over."
Jane swatted at his legs. "You don't have to open up that far. And you
don't have to worry, it's not that big."
"Hey!" Derek protested at being told his penis, even if it wasn't
currently attached, wasn't large.
Jane rubbed some KY on the tip and the shaft, then used her lubricated
fingertip along the outer folds of Derek's new pussy, which caused him
to grip the sheets as his entire body tensed up. Interestingly he was
completely shaved, but then, he didn't have any hair on this body save
for his head and perfectly groomed eyebrows and thick eyelashes. He was
completely bare, like an innocent kid. "Hmm, I wonder..."
Derek felt something penetrate him. "Hey, that's not so bad..." he said,
but when he looked between his heaving breasts, he saw the blue monster
still being gripped in one of Jane's hands. Her other hand, however, had
a finger buried inside of him. "What are you doing?"
"Just checking something..." Jane said as if she were checking the
undercarriage of a car. "Yep. Congratulations!"
"Congratulations for what?" Derek's voice cracked as he felt the gentle
probing and his pelvic muscles instinctively contract--an instinct he
was until now unfamiliar with.
"You're a virgin!"
"What???" Derek said in disbelief as he suddenly felt something much
thicker get shoved inside. He let out a loud gasp as he felt a slight,
but temporary, jolt of pain.
"Well, you WERE a virgin!" Jane grinned up at him. "I just popped your
cherry," she teased as she slowly slid the dildo up his opening.
As the lubricated plastic pushed inside and upward, it rubbed gently
against his clitoris. Of course Derek had never had a clitoris before,
so he didn't exactly know what was happening, just that there was a
feeling up inside of him that reminded him just a little bit of the tip
of his penis being stroked, except this was causing shivers and tingles
all over his body. A moan that he never meant to happen escaped his
lips.
"Ooh? You like that?" Jane laughed.
"Just get whatever it is you're trying over with," Derek said, trying to
sound annoyed, but completely failing as the sentence was punctuated
with a grunt of pleasure.
"Hmm... It seems to be stuck. Let me pull it back a little..." She
pulled the appendage back slowly, then thrust it quickly forward again.
"Stop!" Derek moaned in a way that certainly didn't really imply stop.
"If only I could get it in a little further..." She was playing with him
now as she twisted slightly on the balls, causing it to rub more on his
clit.
"Fuck!" Derek gripped the bed, his thighs clamping down hard around the
blue shaft. "Jane, this isn't funny..."
"Alright... alright..." She laughed at the sight of her husband so
helpless and in her control at the moment. "I don't think this is
working like I thought it would. I was expecting to hear a pop sound.
Maybe if I squeeze it like before..." She grabbed the balls and pushed
the air out of them.
"Ohhhhhh...." Derek's entire body went very rigid, his tiny back arched
upwards.
Jane thought she saw something happen, but wasn't sure. She released the
fake balls and squeezed them again.
"Ohhhh Goddddd...!" Derek thrashed around, but Jane was certain this
time--his breasts increased in size.
"Well, crap..." she said defeated.
"What... what do you mean... crap...?" a panting Derek said looking up.
Sweat was pouring off of her.
"I mean 'crap'. It's not working. It's actually having the opposite
effect."
"Opposite effect?" Derek asked confused.
"Look at your chest!" she pointed.
Derek looked down at the now D sized mammaries he sported. "Crap."
"Exactly. It's making you more girl. I thought it would reconnect to you
and make you into a boy again."
Derek bit his lower lip in a very seductive way. "It did feel soooo good
though..."
"You want me to continue?" Jane gave her own seductive look. Derek just
simply nodded yes.
This time she mounted him, letting the other side of the plastic penis
slide into her own vagina. She oddly enjoyed the way she was able to
subdue him so easily. She liked being the larger one on top. She
carefully lowered herself down on top of him.
She thrust her pelvis into his. Her thigh muscles gripping tightly
around the dildo, she used it to thrust in and out of him, causing him
to thrash around underneath in ecstasy. She kissed his breasts, paying
special attention to his fully erect nipples, which drove him to the
edge.
For her the sex wasn't quite as pleasurable at first, but there was a
slow steady buildup of intensity that she hadn't felt before. It was
familiar, but yet so concentrated that it wasn't familiar.
Derek screamed out as he experienced his first orgasm from this side of
the fence. Jane could feel hers rising up as well, so she thrust harder,
trying to get the dildo to fill her more, but it wasn't going any
deeper. She really couldn't feel it at all anymore, although she did
feel the balls. Not just against her skin, but actually felt them. She
felt them tighten and pull upwards as the intensity in her groin reached
a climax. It felt almost ticklish, but slightly painful, but also fully
good.
And then her eyes rolled up into her head as the entirety of the orgasm
hit her and she felt the balls spasm.
Derek's own eyes grew wide as he felt warm fluid pump violently inside
him.
"What-" He looked at her face, not recognizing the person looking back.
"Just-" He realized that the weight on top of him had increased
dramatically and that he was trapped underneath. "Happened...?" He
reached down below to feel a hot pulsating tube of flesh covered in
thick sticky goo slide out of his cleft.
"I..." Jane started to say in-between pants, but her voice was much too
deep. "I... don't know..." She looked at her thick arm, watching as a
slight coating of dark hair grew over her forearm.
She sat bolt upright. Her body was huge and bulging with muscles. Her
breasts were gone. And dangling between her legs, still dripping was...
"You have a penis!" Derek pointed impolitely at his wife's new cock. The
blue coloring was completely gone, and it started to contract in size
now that its job was done. "Oh god... I'm not gonna get pregnant am I?"
"I don't think so," she said, putting a large reassuring hand on her
husband's slim shoulder. Every move she made felt so powerful. "I think
we can get changed back before anything 'takes'."
"I hope so!" Derek said, not sure why a tear was streaming down his
cheek.
"It should be okay now that we know how it works," she said, laying her
head down on the bed. "I'll need to buy another squeak toy from the
store though," Jane said sleepily.
Derek sat there in silence for a couple of moments, considering the
experience that he just had.
"Y'know, in the meantime..." he said playfully, running a finger along
his wife's large and well defined arm, "we could, you know... play
around some more..."
Silence.
"Jane...?" he prodded.
He was answered by a loud snore.
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