Chapter 1: Dixie's Slippery Ride
It was only a few hours until the big Halloween party on campus and here I was looking for a last minute costume to wear. I'm Kevin, a twenty-one-year-old college student juggling studies and work. I'm not what you'd call a social butterfly and, if I'm being honest, my wardrobe reflects that introverted nature. When it came to dressing up, I was always left scrambling to find something that's both recognizable and easy to throw together - you know, the usual boring fare.
I had always been a bit introverted, preferring the company of a good book and my own thoughts to large crowds. But I also knew that if I wanted to expand my social circle, I had to put myself out there, and parties were as good a place to start as any. After searching my dorm from from top to bottom, I was unable to find anything that would honestly pass as a decent costume. I sighed, slumped back against the door of my dorm.
However, as I walked out my door to clear my head, a quick scan of the hallway revealed a discarded flyer: "Eccentric Emporium," it read, "Last-minute costumes & props needed? We're your party rescuers!" It was about 5 miles or so off-campus, but my curiosity was piqued. I weighed my options quickly in my head: endure the embarrassment of a lackluster costume or take a gamble on something new?
I opted for the latter and started walking, eager to see what weird, wacky options the Eccentric Emporium could offer me. After a somewhat quick drive there, I stepped through its door, the first thing I noticed was how out of place it looked amongst its neighbors. The scents of incense and candle wax tickled my nose as the shopkeeper, a tall and handsome man greeted me with a warm smile.
"Welcome! How can I help you on this fine day my friend?"
Finding his pleasant demeanor rather infectious, I couldn't help but return his smile as I explained my predicament to him.
"I need a costume and I need one as quickly as possible!" I blurted out, my eyes darting around the dimly lit store, taking in the countless oddities that surrounded me.
"A costume for Halloween? Hmmm...I will admit that our options are a bit...limited after the rush we had today." he said as he seemed to take a step back, eyeing me up and down with an intensity that made my heart race.
"Oh...well...if you have anything...I mean...anything at all...I'm pretty desperate!"
I exclaimed, not wanting to seem demanding or high maintenance.
He nodded, and gestured with a flick of his wrist to a rack of costumes on the opposite wall.
"We do have one last costume," he said, a hint of mystery in his voice.
Certainly it caught my attention. "What is it?"
He smiled, and his eyes widened with mischief. "Why don't you come see for yourself?"
I took a step towards the rack, curiosity piqued. As I approached it, I gasped as I realized that it was anything but what I would have desired or even considered to wear as a costume for a party. It consisted of a long blonde wig, a pink and purple stretchy dress with large fake breasts, padding for your booty, some colorful makeup and a few various other feminine items to complete the total package.
"Dixie...The Party Girl? Wha...uhm...I...er...I think I may have to pass on this one all together..." I said with hesitation, even as a small amount of curiosity and interest deemed to creep into the back of my mind.
"Now, now...I know it's not the most...conventional costume for a guy like yourself, but trust me...you'll lose yourself in this one and love it!" the man said to me with a tone that seemed to almost suggest he knew something I didn't.
I stood there in silence for a moment, contemplating my options. My usual shyness and timidity seemed to fade away for some reason, and I ended up nodding in agreement, my curiosity becoming too much to resist. I hesitated and looked at my phone, realizing I only had an hour before the party would start.
"Well...how much for it sir? I mean...I really have almost no time left to get ready and...I'm worried it will look weird on me..." I said with an almost hushed tone.
The shopkeeper seemed to chuckle at my concern and took the costume from my hands even as he waved a hand at me like it was of no major concern.
"Oh there's no problem then! The costume is only a mere $20 and we actually have a special changing room in the back if you would like to get ready in there before you head off for your party!" the mysterious shopkeeper assured me with a grin.
I hesitated, but after a quick glance at the clock on my phone again, I realized that going home to change simply wasn't an option and most likely I would never make it to another store to look if they had had any other costumes in time. Plus, $20 for a costume was a pretty good deal and hopefully I could pull this off and make it a night to truly remember.
"Alright...I'll take it please!" I said to him as I felt a little more reassured.
Taking a deep breath, I handed over the money and took the costume from him. The shopkeeper pointed me towards the back of the store to the changing room, and I made my way there slowly, feeling somewhat unsure of what awaited me on the other side of the door. The changing room was much larger than I had ever anticipated; filled with warm light and adorned with an ornate mirror on one wall. Even the door was large and assured that I had total privacy to myself.
Placing the costume on the bench, I glanced up and found myself looking in the ornate mirror directly in front of me. I took a deep breath, and started to strip down until I was totally naked and exposed as I looked at my reflection. I sighed as I realized this was never going to truly work...I mean...I had some much body hair and I just looked too much like a guy to really pull this off.
Suddenly I heard a click as the light went out in the room, followed by a strange blue glow that seemed to bathe my frame with it's light. I wanted to call out and say something, but I was almost in a trance as I reached over and adjusted the blonde wig to sit on my head. It felt strange and foreign, but not displeasing. The tight pink and purple dress was next, stretching over my chest and torso. It was bizarre – nothing like I had ever seen or worn – but a part of me was curious.
As I tried to tug on the fake breast padding, something curious happened – the pads seemed to be growing warmer, almost hot, in my hands. My heart raced, but before I thought that it was just the heat of my own body as they were absorbing it. I then moved on to stepping into my high heels and I gasped as I noticed my excess body hair seemed to have vanished and instead I had smooth and soft skin. Even my arms and my chest looked like they were hairless now too.
I wanted to stop and ask why this was happening but I simply reached for my makeup and lipstick. I applied them to my lips and stared as they seemed to plumb up further, my eyelashes also looked like they were longer as I applied the eyeliner. Next, I finished up my makeup and painted my nails, noticing how they seemed to have grown almost an inch and half longer since I had entered the store.
My mind was in shock yet...something seemed so...right about this. It was like I felt pretty, whole and sexy. I had just finished putting the earrings, necklace and various rings on when the light suddenly shutoff and the normal light came back on. I gasped, this time in a higher voice and stared at my reflection, or rather the gorgeous creature who looked back at me.
The blonde wig suited perfectly, and my heightened cheekbones highlighted the makeup applied with a soft touch. My face was somehow, feminine and gorgeous. I looked like a real woman! Confused yet exhilarated, I couldn't believe what my eyes were seeing. I looked like a bombshell blonde with huge breasts, long eyelashes, and red lips. It was surreal.
I hesitantly poked at my face, half expecting to puncture the illusion, but my touch confirmed that this transformation was real. My hands were soft and delicate-looking now, with one even sporting a sparkling set of golden rings that I didn't remember putting on. Even my waist looked smaller against my wider hips and padded butt. I swore I had even shrunk an inch or two but, I decided there was no way a person could change like that and I decided to leave.
I grabbed my purse, er the costume's purse accessory and I opened the door to leave the changing room. The shopkeeper looked at me and then gave me a standing ovation along with a rather amused look on his face.
"I must say, I did not expect such dedication to the craft!" He chuckled out loud.
I didn't know what he meant, but I glanced down and noticed my now-feminized figure, complete with curves and cleavage. I felt my cheeks heat up, still disoriented by my dazzling appearance.
"Wha-what happened?" I managed to stammer. "I mean...I don't know what you did, but...holy crap, look at me!" I added, waving a hand over my body as if to prove I was truly the one in the mirror, still unsure of what was going on.
He laughed, a rich rolling laugh that filled the room and made me smile despite myself.
"Oh, I didn't do anything," he said between chuckles. "That costume is a miracle and will make you look like one hot little piece!" he said with a smirk.
I had to agree and even though I was still shocked by how I looked, I had to smile at the idea of totally upstaging everyone at the party. With a newfound confidence, I grabbed the rest of my things from the changing room and hurried back out to my car, eager to get to the party.
"Just remember one thing sir! The costume...she is...very powerful! Don't allow her to run too wild or she may...take more than you realize!" he said with a wink.
I nodded and hurried back to my car, even as I seemed to brush off the words the shopkeeper had said to me. After buckling my seat belt and placing my new bag of accessories on the passenger's seat, I pulled out of the parking lot and began making my way back to campus. As I drove, I couldn't help but gaze at myself in the rear view mirror, marveling at the transformation I had undergone.
I had never felt so attractive and put together in my entire life, and the realization that it was all thanks to this mysterious costume was both intriguing and slightly terrifying. As I drove along in the dark of the night, I was feeling a sense of sensuality and lust that seemed to be building inside of my very core. I couldn't help but glance at my well-endowed chest and, for some inexplicable reason.
I felt a sudden urge to touch myself, to feel the weight of my newly rounded breasts in my hands, even if they were fake. I couldn't quite understand where these feelings were coming from, but I was unable to shake them off. As I continued to drive, my hands began to wander. At first, it was just a light, innocent brush of my fingers against the curve of my breast. It sent shivers down my spine, and a warm sensation flooded my body.
I cupped them and moaned as it almost was like I could really feel it. Like they were actual real and a part of me? I quickly shook off the idea and started to
focus back on the road, still gripping my perfectly round boobs tightly in my hands. As I was driving, the feeling of pleasure in my chest grew stronger with every passing minute.
My nipples were growing hard and sensitive underneath the pink satin material of the dress and the cool air coming from the car's vents seemed to make it all the more intense. I could swear that they were feeling larger and heavier but I knew that was impossible and I simply drove one. After a while I adjusted in my seat as I felt my juicy butt pulse underneath me. I moaned and licked my thick lips as I reached down to the hem of my tiny dress.
I realized I had forgotten to put on any panties and my arousal was getting even stronger. I know that my costume was doing a good job of hiding my cock, but...I felt...wet...hot...wet...and horny as fucking hell. I reached under and without it even registering, I started to tease my wet folds and erect clit. The sensual pleasure was overwhelming, like nothing I had ever experienced before.
I moaned and giggled as I brushed back my long and silky platinum blonde hair with my dainty hand and three inch long pink nails. I was already past the point of no return, and I could feel my excitement growing with each minute as I drove. I could imagine the horny college boys lined up to get a taste of my body, to know what it felt like to slide their cocks deep within me. My massive and firm tits that were bigger than beach balls pressed against and rubbed against my steering wheel.
I let out a moan and a childish giggle as I brightened my eyes and stared at myself with awe in the rear-view mirror. My big blue eyes looked back at me as my tiny upturned nose, thick bimbo lips and beyond gorgeous 19 year old face smiled back at me. My sexy tanned legs spread even wider as I jiggled on top of my firm and thick bubble butt. My naughty bald cunt gushed wildly as I shivered and shook my sexy 5'5 frame.
My fingers were fucking my horny snatch rapidly as I felt my thinking grow fuzzy and like, totally uhm...foggy. I was like, forgetting stuff and couldn't remember where I was going, but like, I knew it was somewhere really fun! My big titties like, bounced and jiggled around every time I turned my head or shifted my like, body and my ass felt so firm and sexy that I just couldn't help but like, keep squeezing and playing with it.
I felt like a totally horny bimbo, completely forgetting about the outside world and just thinking about like, cock, cock, cock all the time! My mind like, just couldn't get enough of it – it was like it was on fucking replay in my head. I was so close to like, cumming as I suddenly remembered I was just about to pull up to the like, campus Halloween party and stuff.
Just as I like, pulled over to park I screamed and sprayed my female juices all over as I like, came so fucking hard. My bimbo body bucked and like, rocked in the seat. I gripped my steering wheel and like, leaned back, panting heavily, my massive tits bouncing wildly with every breath. I couldn't even fucking believe what had just happened! It was like I had like, discovered a new part of myself that was so fucking horny and wild, and totally unapologetic about it. Like, wow.
I looked around and realized that there were like, a whole bunch of people outside the frat house where I was parked, watching me in total shock. Like,
I rolled down my window and waved sweetly at them, like a total bimbo who just didn't have a care in the world. I got out and like, giggled wildly as I noticed I was now wearing a like, tiny tube top that bared my toned tummy and my like, skirt was so tiny it barely covered my ass and sweet little pussy.
"Oh, hey guys! Sorry, I was like, just getting ready! Don't mind me!" I said, with a giggle and a flutter of my long, thick eyelashes.
It caught some people's attention and they like, whistled and hooted at me. I blushed prettily and did the dumb little twirl thing with my body to show off my like, curves and cleavage. I was so horny and like, ready to get inside to take those big cocks and get those hot stud muffins to pound me into next week! Tonight was like, gonna be a total blast and so fuckin' epic!