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A Small Sample of What’s Next
🕑 Added 2021-10-31 23:41:17 +0000 UTCI have a bit more to share that I wrote before my health issues flared up and since I don’t know when things will clear up on the health front, I figured I would share this work in progress!
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One girl dressed in a red t-shirt and jeans looked like she was going to step up, so he walked over. He could sense she was looking to improve her looks similar to Marilyn, but he decided to play around a bit. “Nose” he whispered in her ear with a sprinkle of dust.
“Nose.” she said simply repeating it. She then looked at him. “I do have a request, Mr. Looner.”
“Well” he said, taking her by the shoulder. “What is your request?”
“I...I wanna be a clown nose.” she said.
“Well!” he said with amusement. “Not often one hears that, but I am more than happy to oblige.”
He giggled and took out a bit of red face paint and walked over and dabbed it onto the tip of her nose.
“Now then, you will love being a nose, all the clown noses I know love it!”
“Oh goodie” she said as the red color rapidly spread from the tip of her nose to her entire face,and then down her neck.
“What are some characteristics of a clown nose” He asked the crowd.
“Um...they are red...and round?”
“Correct! Round! So then, my girl, you must be very round to be a good clown nose”
“Round!” the girl repeated with a chuckle as she started to inflate. Her body was hissing like a filling balloon as it started to get more round. Her clothing started to strain as she wobbled about, trying to keep balance with a much larger and different center of gravity as her entire torso swelled up, not to mention her backside.
“And do round noses need clothing?” He asked.
“No!” she said giddily, and as if on cute, her clothing simply popped off her body, leaving her naked inflating form for all to see.
“A nose has no need for boobies or butts, right?” he asked.
“Nope!” she said as her round breasts began to flatten and melt into her rounded form, and her butt crack started to vanished as her ass finished filling out to the right size.
“Hands and feet gotta go too” she noted as they shrank away and disappeared into her with a silly little POP sound.
“Very good.” he said as he watched her head start to pull into the round, red form she became, her hair sucking into her scalp as her head vanished.
“OOoh, I feel so good. I can almost smell it!” she said.
“Yes, but...don’t you feel a bit large,” he said.
“Oh...yeah, noses aren’t big like this.”
In an instant, the crowd watched the massive round girl simply disappear and they looked down and saw, sitting in her pile of discarded clothing, a small golf ball sized orb, her tiny face giggling.
Looner picked her up and smiled. “Almost done, one last thing.” he said as he stuck his finger in her open mouth and wiggled it about. As he did her facial features started to fade into the rubber red texture she was now made of and he chuckled when took his finger out.
“Welcome to being a nose.”
“Feels great.” squeaked a tiny voice that started to fade as he smiled and plopped the little rubber orb into a pocket on the outside of his pants.
“Save that for later. What should we do next.” he said to the somewhat stunned crowd.
“Oooh, you know I think I have something special to show you all” Looner said as he reached into his pants and dug around. He pulled several things out and tossed them to the side. He pulled out a pair of oversize socks, a spray can of “Foot Spray”, an oversized mallet, and even a small clown woman who was shaped like a ball, and she bounced on the ground with an “oof” as he then went “AHA!”
Out of his pants came a very pretty and ornate hand mirror. At the top was a tiny little molded clown head that smiled wide.
“Was that… a person?” Asked a nearby girl.
“No, no, this has always been a mirror, but it is magical, would you care to help me demonstrate, Miss.” he said to her, giving her a look-see. Her long reddish hair swirled down to her shoulders, which were bare except the straps to her bra that stuck out of her shoulder-less shirt. She was very pretty, he thought, and mused to himself that she might not stay that way for long.
“Um, okay” she said. She walked up, shoving her phone in the pockets of her shorts, and she stood next to the clown, curious.
“This magical mirror is a window to the world I am from…Clowntopia. It can show you what you would look like in that world.” He said with a smile. (To Be Continued)
