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Teddy wasn't particularly interested in ventriloquists but, when he saw
the poster for Zarrina outside a small theater in the unfamiliar
neighborhood he was enraptured. She was a leggy blond in a captivating
outfit. Along with high heels and fishnet tights, she wore a some sort
of clinging, high-cut shorts and a fancy dress shirt. Over the shirt
was a swallowtail coat. Her stage attire was complete by a black top
hat. As he stood there gazing at the poster, her eyes seemed to stare
at him and hold him where he was. He shook off the feeling of being
controlled and walked away, though he couldn't help looking back --
twice. Then he found a little caf? on a side street where he had a cup
of tea and an unfamiliar type of fancy pastry. His plan was to head
home after that but he found himself lingering. When he finally left,
instead of walking toward a subway station he went back toward the
theater. It was only half an hour until show time and the admission
was reasonable, so he convinced himself that he should buy a ticket
just to satisfy his curiosity.
There was no one selling tickets so he strolled around the block. When
he returned there was not only an old woman occupying the booth, but a
dozen people lined up in front. Teddy's interest was piqued by the
arrival of that many people. As he got in the back of the line several
more arrived. He took time to check the other posters, which he had
only glanced at previously, to see if there was anything else as
interesting as Zarrina among them. Trained dogs. A juggler. Maxwell
the Magician. And 'Your Genial Master of Ceremonies', some guy named
Able Abelard. What was the big appeal of these retro acts? Maybe it
was just the novelty of them that attracted an audience. It did have a
kind of reverse attraction, with acts so out of fashion. Anyway, his
main interest was in seeing Zarrina.
He bought a ticket and entered the modest room, whose floor slanted
down gradually toward an unimpressive stage. On the way toward a seat
down front he overheard two guys talking about their own magic acts, so
part of the appeal must to others who also worked in the hinterlands of
show business. Whatever. Teddy sat in a thickly cushioned seat and
relaxed. Piano music began, coming from an old upright positioned
alongside the stage, being play by a guy who appeared to be as old as
the instrument and wore suspenders, sleeve garters, and a straw
skimmer. He even sported a big, old fashioned mustache, upswept at its
ends. The tune was something from long ago that Teddy recognized but
couldn't name. The room gradually filled to near capacity and then a
plump man in a plaid suit swept out onto the stage and introduced
himself as Able Abelard. He told a few tame but funny jokes. The
pianist accompanied him on a song about the joys of old time
entertainment, and then Abelard introduced the dog act, which was
greeted by generous applause. After they were done the host delivered
a few more jokes and brought on the juggler, who was followed by the
magician, Maxwell. Of course, Teddy told himself, the only performance
he wanted to see was last.
It was worth the wait. Zarrina was even sexier than her picture. She
carried two trunks which she set behind her. The emcee brought her a
chair and she sat, opened the nearest trunk, and swung a dummy onto her
attractive lap. It was a standard goofy looking guy in a checked
shirt. When she threw her voice the effect was entirely convincing.
Teddy found himself drawn in completely by her skill as much as her
looks. He laughed along with the rest of the crowd. Then she
introduced her second dummy, a cute girl figure. Their repartee was
naughty without being dirty. It went over even better than the first
part of her act. Zarrina's big finish was to put one dummy on each
knee and engage in a rapid-fire three way conversation that delighted
everyone. She left the stage to spirited applause. Teddy couldn't
stop clapping. Then she returned for one more bow. Zarrina locked
eyes with him and smiled. She turned her head to the backstage area
and nodded. He nodded back at her, guessing -- hoping -- that she
wanted him to visit her there.
After the room was nearly empty he went up the three steps at the side
of the stage and ventured into the shadows and down a narrow hall,
arriving at a door with her name on it. He knocked lightly and her
voice called out, telling him to enter. Fearing that he had misread
her gestures and she was expecting someone else, he nevertheless opened
the door and leaned in. "Um, Miss Zarrina?"
She chuckled, "Just Zarrina will do. It's only my stage name. Come
in, please. Have a seat." She was at her make-up table and there was
only one other chair, close to her in the undersized room. Teddy sat
and risked a smile. She grinned back at him and said, "I couldn't miss
the way you were staring at me. It's nice to be appreciated. And you
obviously like my act, too."
"Well, yes. You're quite talented."
"More than you imagine," she replied and then added, "Would you like to
help me? I'm giving a private performance shortly and need someone to
work with me."
"I..." He was startled but didn't want to miss a chance to be around
her. "... I'd love to."
"Good. Because I need your permission to do what comes next."
He didn't understand what she meant as Zarrina gestured, both arms
moving. Her hands started to glow and beads of colored light shot from
her fingertips. Teddy's jaw dropped. The air rippled around her. Did
she have magical powers? It was the only explanation he could think
of. Any doubts he possessed were eliminated when she pointed directly
at him and he felt himself begin to shrink. The ventriloquist appeared
to grow taller as he dwindled in size, until she was towering over him.
At the same time he felt his limbs grow numb. She leaned down and
picked him up effortlessly. As she turned he saw the pair of them
reflected in her dressing room mirror. Teddy couldn't believe it. He
had been transformed into a dummy with a caricature of his own face.
Zarrina chuckled at his plight. He felt her hand touching a mechanism
in his back. She said, "Teddy, do you like me?"
Out of his control, his mechanical jaw moved and he said, "Oh, yes,
Zarrina, I would do ANYthing for you."
"That's right," she told him. "You certainly will. Now let's get to
that private engagement."
A wave of her free hand caused a luminous door to appear in the air
before them. She stood up, opened it and, supporting him on her bent
arm, stepped through. Suddenly they were in a low-ceillinged room with
fancy chairs and couches spread around it, all of them facing toward a
low platform against one wall. There were drapes hung behind the
platform and Teddy realized it was meant to be a stage. Sitting and
sipping drinks were a collection of exotic people. They all wore
antique styles of clothing, much of it made of leather. Most of the
men sported neatly trimmed facial hair and the women showed off with
dramatic make-up and jewelry. Several greeted Zarrina by name as she
circulated among them and chatted. Teddy could only let himself be
carried around, pointed at, and prodded. When one tall busty woman in
a low-cut dress stroked his chest he felt a physical response between
his thighs. He was able to become aroused. The woman put her hand on
his crotch and he could feel that somehow he had an erection. To
Zarrina the tall female said, "It appears that your performance this
evening is going to have an added appeal to it."
"I hope so," Zarrina replied. "I call it THE TRANSFORMATION OF TEDDY."
"How interesting. Was this Teddy person foolish enough to volunteer?"
"Yes. It was so easy. I merely gave him the slightest hint that I was
interested in him in a sexual way and he said what I needed to hear."
The other woman laughed softly. "Well, I suppose you could say that
you ARE interested in him that way. I've seen your acts before, dear,
and there is always plenty of that included."
Fear coursed through Teddy's mind. What was going to happen to him?
As a magic user, Zarrina could do anything to him. Her use of the word
'Transformation' terrified him. He was desperately trying to think of a
way to communicate with her, to plead for release, when she moved to
the stage. There was a scattering of applause as she sat on an ornate
chair and settled him on her knee. She looked at him and said, "Teddy,
have you been a good boy today?" His mouth opened and he claimed that
he had. All at once his nose began to grow. His eyes crossed
comically as he stared at it. Everyone laughed. Then Zarinna said,
"See what happens when you lie? Now what did you do bad today? Did
you have impure thoughts?"
He again told her no, but his time -- as his nose shrank -- it was his
penis that lengthened, shoving through the unfastened fly of his pants.
The audience found that hilariously funny. Teddy was ashamed but could
do nothing to cover himself. Zarrina lightly swatted his rampant organ
several times. The stimulation was astounding. His entire body was
seized by sexual response. Even though the shaft appeared to be made
of wood, to him it felt like very sensitive flesh.
"Teddy," she said scoldingly, "put that nasty thing away."
"No," his voice told her. "I'll do this instead." His head lunged at
her full bust and his mouth pressed into one round breast. Again he
was overcome by a jolt of sexual energy. His need was incapacitating.
He wanted to put his hands on her but had zero control over his limbs.
Zarrina pretended to be trying to pull his mouth away but instead
pushed it more firmly against her pliancy. She said with feigned
anger, "I'm going to have to punish you for this, Teddy." She lifted
him, at last breaking the contact between his lips and her breast, and
undid his pants, which promptly fell to his ankles, provoking fresh
laughter. Then she flipped him over and proceeded to spank his bare
wooden bottom. Teddy felt real pain and, to his distress, still more
sexual arousal. She didn't stop swatting his buttocks until he was
crying out for mercy. Or rather, her voice was imitating his cries.
Then she sat him up again, pants still down, manhood still rigid.
To the watchers she said, "What do you think? If he can't control that
thing down there, does he deserve to even have it?" To his horror they
all shouted out that he should lose it. From the corner of his eye he
could see Zarrina smirking. As she moved his head, making him shake it
'no', he couldn't miss that all the onlookers were leaning forward
hungrily, eager to see him suffer some emasculating punishment that he
didn't even deserve, having been unable to decide what his new body
should do. The woman on whose lap he sat asked everyone, "Should I
make this naughty stick of his shorter?" When they all cried out in
the affirmative she put one finger against the tip of his realistic
member and applied pressure. Teddy was appalled to see part of its
length vanish inside him. She called out, "More?" Again they agreed.
The second push reduced it to half its original extension. Everyone
found that wildly funny. Two more pushes and all that remained was the
head. Zarrina grinned at her audience and announced, "This is the
ideal way to deal with a randy fellow like this. He can still get
excited, but now there's no way for him to gain any relief." She
paused for effect. "Don't believe me? Well, how about if I take him
around the room and some of your alluring ladies can try your hardest
to make him spurt?" All the females clapped and then waved for her to
come to them first. The men exchanged amused comments, obviously
knowing that what Zarrina had suggested was true.
Teddy leaned just how true when the first female, a slender Asian in a
tight dress that was slit to nearly the top of her thigh, and that
featured a keyhole cleavage cut-out, ran her delicate hands all over
him, even sliding them up under his shirt to tease his nipples. (He
had nipples?) The next one, a full-figured goth type in a latex
bodysuit, massaged his little wooden balls and, when he thought he
might actually prove Zarrina wrong and manage to ejaculate, forced them
up into his body as well. It caused pain and pleasure simultaneously
but the latter won out and he rose to the highest level of neediness
yet. At that moment he would have done anything for release from his
frustration. Exactly then Zarrina asked him, "If it will make me
happy, Teddy, may I keep you as my plaything for as long as I wish?"
His single thought was to please her, so he miraculously re-took
control of his voice, if only for a second, and said, "Yes." The crowd
went wild. He had given permission a second time. A booming male
voice said, "His fate is sealed. That witch will NEVER set him free."
Zarrina asserted, "I certainly won't. This is too much fun. He had
lustful thoughts about me and now he can have them all he wants -- so
long as he accepts that he will never ever reach fulfillment. In fact
-- " She tilted Teddy back so that he could see the wicked expression
that took over her face. " -- I know I way to make his predicament
even worse. Oh, this will be the ultimate comeuppance for the type of
man who wants to get his dirty hands on me."
Inside his head, Teddy's silenced voice shrieked for her to not alter
him even further. But she had no intention of stopping, and the
watchers were as eager as she was to see him suffer even more. Zarrina
carried him to yet another woman, this one a stunning olive-skinned
beauty with full lips and high cheekbones, as well as a thrusting
bosom. She announced in a sexily accented voice, "I will elevate him
to such urgency that he has never imagined possible." She finished
undressing him and then put on a show for everyone, rubbing him against
every part of her voluptuous form until he was reduced to mindlessness
by impossibly intense need. That was when Zarrina took him back and,
with a smile, ran her talented hands over every part of him. He was
aware that his painted on body hair flaked and fell away. Then his
chest and bottom swelled into feminine forms. His waist narrowed, feet
and hands grew smaller, and the hair on his head extended until it fell
over his now narrow and slightly down-sloped shoulders. Finally, she
stroked his face, on and on. Though he couldn't see that changes, he
knew his lips were becoming bowed, nose shrinking, and all contours
becoming softer. With a magical gesture she produced a make-up kit and
invited several ladies to come and apply the cosmetics to his features.
"Be careful," Zarrina cautioned. "What you're putting on him is
permanent."
"Sure," said one of them. "Unless you decide later to make it even
more outrageous." That triggered amused reactions. Teddy could only
accept passively the prolonged session of remaking his face. When they
were done, Zarrina magically produced a mirror which showed him his
heavily made-up face and cartoonishly sexualized body.
Zarrina lowered him until his feet rested on the stage's floor. Then
she uttered an incantation. Teddy felt his body grow warm. She had
returned him to flesh and blood but with his new, unwanted look. He
was a short sex doll with overblown curves. All the men were peering
down at him with perverse interest. So were all the women. He wanted
to hide his so very unmanly form but al he could do was pass one
forearm across his heavy boobs and put his opposite hand over his
crotch, where the nubbin end of his penis had been made even smaller,
so that it looked more like a clitoris. Someone smacked his bottom and
he unthinkingly threw his arms wide. The guffaws that led to made him
try to cover up again, his big bust refusing to stay behind his slender
arm. He fled around the room but there was no visible exit. People
stepped in front of him, making him dodge this way and that, so that he
showed off his new physique from multiple angles. Rough male hands
picked him up to make a public display of his pink, hairless state.
One woman swept him up and pretended he was a baby as she cradled him
in her arms and, in a most unmotherly way, toyed with his incredibly
receptive nipples. That one handed him to another who kissed him full
on the lips, thrusting her tongue into his mouth to keep his arousal at
its almost painful heights.
Hours later the party finally wound down. Teddy couldn't believe all
that he had experienced. Then Zarrina took him and made the magical
door appear once more, so she could exit through it. As they re-
entered the theater he again became a wooden dummy, though still
retaining his feminine likeness. She carefully set him inside a velvet
lined case, faintly smelling of perfume, then closed and locked it. He
felt himself being carried away and had to stay in the dark, obsessing
over his predicament, until at last he was set down and the case opened
once more. He was in Zarrina's home, in her bedroom. She set him up
on her dresser so that he could watch her undress and slip into a
brief, filmy nightie. Then she lay down on top of the covers and
stretched like a cat. "Poor Teddy," she sighed, "trapped in his new
girlyness, doomed to perpetual horniness, and headed for plenty more
encounters with my kinky friends from the worlds of magic. We are
going to have sooooo much fun. Won't it be nice? And I'll give you a
pretty new name. How about Taffy? Yes? Okay."
He could only stare at her longingly, his loins throbbing with
yearning. His head was still spinning from all that had happened in
such a short time. He couldn't absorb it yet. But of course he would
have plenty of time for that later. Years and years and years. And
the way Zarrina gazed at him through half-lidded eyes, he knew that
every day and night would be filled with happenings that would continue
to change him, at times physically, always psychologically. For Teddy
-- now Taffy -- there would be no turning back.
THE END???
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