It was another beautiful day in Cedarville Park; Birds chirping as they fly by in the breeze, kids running around having fun, and in the middle of the park stood a sculpted water fountain depicting a majestic young woman completely naked and striking a lustful pose. Water streamed out of its puckered mouth, as well as its ample bosom. People sat along the edge of the water fountain doing all sorts of things; eating lunch, making out, making wishes, the list goes on. And as the day winds on new people show up and the old ones move on with their days. The cycle continues every day with no end in sight.
One chilly night, in the middle of autumn, a mysterious figure walked stealthily through the park, making sure to stay in the shadows until she reached the center of the park where the gorgeous water fountain still stood shooting endless waterfalls cascading down her chiseled body. Once the mysterious figure reached the fountain, she looked around to make sure that she wasn’t followed. Once she noticed she was alone, she put a hand on the statue and whispered something to herself. When she stopped talking, the area of the fountain she was touching began to glow. More and more the glowing aura spread across the fountain until it was completely encapsulated in the yellow light.
Then suddenly the fountains rock form began to crack, splintering up and down the sculpture. And once the cracks finished, the sculpture exploded outward, sending thousands of tiny pieces all around, but somehow missing the mysterious woman. After the light show and explosion of rocks ended, the woman looked back at where the fountain once stood, and in its place was a young woman, identical to the former fountain, and just as naked too. She was shaking from the rush of sensations flooding her body all at once, and the crisp cold air biting at her caramel skin. Then she looked over at the woman standing by her side and noticed she removed her hood of her cloak, revealing her full face in the dim light.
“Car-r-r-rol. T-t-t-thank you for s-s-s-aging me. Did you b-b-b-bring me some clothes?”
“Of course I did silly. Here ya go.” Carol tossed a skirt and dress shirt at the freezing woman. “Now get dressed, and then we can go over how you got stuck as ‘Grace, The Water Fountain’.”
After a couple of minutes went by, Grace was fully clothed and sat down on the edge of the now normal water fountain next to Carol.
“Thanks again for the help Carol, this transformation was quite a doozy.”
Carol smiled and gave a denying gesture to Grace. “It was nothing. Just be glad that on my way through the park earlier I noticed a rather familiar fountain or else you might still be stuck. Which reminds me, how the heck did you get stuck as a fountain? I can only assume it involved Amber, right?”
The raven-haired girl blushed and looked away for a moment. “Yeah, she got the best of me while we were in the park the other day. One moment I’m showing off my new dress, and the next I’m frozen in place with water shooting out of my mouth and tits. She must have added something to her spell this time too, because my body was 100 times more sensitive than it ever was before, and the constant flow of water through me racked my brain with orgasm after orgasm. I’d say after the first 30 minutes I was completely unable to focus on any sort of counter spell, so I was stuck as a water fountain indefinitely. Until you came to my rescue that is.”
Carol giggled, “Well your free now... But I must say, you made a very sexy water fountain. Some guys were hanging out around you just to stare at your chest, and I’m not gonna lie, I stared for awhile too.”
“Carol! And here I was thanking you. You know, you’re always invited to be a part of our witchy games. Then maybe you could be stuck as a fountain.” Grace said nudging her short blonde friend.
“Nah, I’m good. You two take things way too far for my liking. I’m just here to clean up the messes you two leave behind. I swear, ever since you both graduated from the witch academy, you have been non stop with the pranks on each other. Is there even a point to this whole rivalry?”
“Of course there is. It’s to see who can come up with the most amazing transformation spell for the other person. And to see if we can trap each other in those spells while we’re at it. I must say the added pleasure in this last spell had me done in. But once again, Amber made a crucial mistake... She left me way too noticeable to the general public. Someone was surely going to recognize me eventually, and it just so happened to be you once again.”
Carol smiled knowing she always finds a way to save her two competitive friends. “Well, I wouldn’t be a very good witch if I couldn’t save you. But anyways, now that your back to normal I can only assume your plotting your revenge?”
Grace looked offended, “What. How could you think so little of me. Yes, I will get Amber back eventually, but I think for now I’m just going to take a break and enjoy normalcy for awhile. Oh which reminds me, Carol could you be so nice as to give Amber a visit tomorrow for me.”
Carol looked at Grace inquisitively, “Sure, but what for?”
“Just simply tell her that you passed by an oddly familiar looking water fountain in the park today so I can see how she responds. I bet she comes out and tries to pay me a visit. Ooh, she’s gonna be so surprised when I’m not standing there anymore.”
Carol rolled her eyes, “Sure, I’ll visit her. But I better not come back here in a few days and find you as a fountain again because of one of your bad plans blowing up in your face.”
“Haha, don’t worry about me. I’ll be fine. Thanks again!” Grace said as she casually walked into the darkness towards the park exit. She thought about what Carol said a bit more on her stroll through the park and it actually gave her a brilliant idea. “You know what. Maybe becoming a water fountain again is the perfect plan to catch Amber. Hehe, she won’t see it coming.” Grace said devilishly while fiddling with her fingers.
The next day Carol went across town to visit Amber. As Amber answered the door, she was surprised to see Carol visiting out of the blue. “Carol! How’s it going? I have to say this seems like a random visit.”
“Hi Amber, I’m doing good. And it kinda is a random visit, hehe. So I was in the park yesterday, and I when I walked by the fountain, I had to take a double take, because it looked an awful lot like Grace. You didn’t by chance turn Grace into a fountain did you?”
Amber chuckled acting innocently, “Really? They installed a fountain that looks like Grace. This I’ve got to see.”
“So your telling me that you didn’t transform Grace into a fountain?”
“Carol, I think I would know if I did something like that. Plus, I wouldn’t hide it from you. But I am curious now, so I’ll go take a look at this fountain later today.”
Carol looked at the girl suspiciously, “Well ok, if you say so. I just was stopping by to let you know what I saw. Anyways, I’ve got to go, but we should catch up sometime.”
“Thanks for letting me know Carol, and yes, we must catch up.” As Carol left the house, Amber started thinking about Carol’s strange visit. She knew Carol extremely well, and she was not one to just notice a fountain looking like Grace. She would have put the pieces together already and freed her, so Amber knew this was some sort of setup. “So... Grace has a little scheme setup does she. Well, I’ll just have to come up with one of my own.”
Meanwhile, over in the park, Grace had just returned to the fountain area to setup her own plan to get back at Amber. She started speaking out loud to herself about the plan. “Ok, so first I need to strip naked again and get into the position I was in as a fountain. Then using my new spell, I will turn myself back into a water fountain, except this time I won’t be stuck. In fact, once Amber comes to check up on me, she I will hit her with my counter spell that will make her swap places with me. Ooh, she won’t see it coming.” As she finished monologuing, she noticed a familiar person walking her way. “Oh crap, that’s Amber. Why is she here already. Shoot I got to get in position now.” Grace said, as she hastily posed and transformed herself back into the fountain she once was.
Amber walked casually through the park, taking her time. She actually saw Grace right as she transformed herself back into a fountain, and chuckled to herself at the lack of preparedness Grace showed. “Wow, this might be easier than I thought. But let’s let her think she’s got us first.“ She continued through the park until she finally reached the center where the beautiful fountain stood. “Oh poor Grace. Carol stopped by earlier and let me know that she walked by you yesterday. But it seems she didn’t take the time to free you. What a shame. It seems you’ll be stuck for quite a bit longer. Oh well, I guess I finally won our little game. Enjoy life as a fountain.” Amber turned her back away from the statue as if she was about to walk away. Grace saw this as the perfect time to strike. So she quickly deactivated her spell and tried to leap at Amber to use her counter spell, but unfortunately for Grace, this was actually a trap set by Amber. Amber in one fell swoop, dodged Graces strike while also grabbing a hold of one of her arms. “Tsk, tsk, tsk. Grace, did you honestly think this little plan of yours would work. A little advice, don’t have Carol relay a message to me before you try to transform me. That’s what gave you away.” Grace was shocked. She was so confident that her plan would work but instead she was already feeling the effects of Ambers new spell. For starters, her body stiffened, making it impossible for her to move. But then she felt a second sensation that started from where Amber was holding her arm. Her skin felt like it was becoming harder, more rigid, and at the same time more empty and hollow. A few seconds later and the sensation had spread from her arm all the way to her chest and down through her torso. As Grace looked down she noticed that her breasts had a plastic like sheen to them, and her nipples had vanished leaving her boobs featureless other than how massive they were.
Grace was feeling all sorts of conflicting sensations as she addressed her assailant friend. “Amber, what is happening to my body? Are... are you turning me into a mannequin?” She asked as the transformation had spread all the way through her legs now, making her Vagina vanish as the spell washed over her, leaving her as smooth as a Barbie.
Amber laughed, “Haha, nope, but that would be interesting for sure. No I had a much smaller transformation in mind.”
That’s when Grace noticed a new sensation. Her body felt like it was getting smaller, like she was shrinking. This mixed with the ongoing transformation of her body into plastic, made Grace curious and a bit panicked at what she was becoming, even though she had a good idea what that might be.
After a short time longer, Grace was now just about a foot tall, and her body was completely plastic except for her head. The fact that she had leaped at Amber left her in an interesting pose as she solidified. She almost looked the part of a amazoness warrior mid attack. Amber seeing her handiwork was almost complete, knelt down in front of her tiny friend. “So before Your transformation is complete, I wanted to ask you how it felt being turned into a figurine?”
Grace slowly wrenched her neck as much as she could to face Amber, “The shrinking mixed with turning plastic was a nice touch. And I like how I was already in a perfect pose when I tried to ambush you. But I don’t know how this spell is gonna keep me from turning back. I mean, it is a pretty basic transfiguration spell. Most Amateur witches could get out of this predicament.” She said as the plastic started creeping up towards her mouth.
“Your right, this is a pretty basic spell... but who said this was all I was doing to you?” Amber said with a grin.
“WAIT, what do you-“ Before Grace could get out her response, her transformation completed, and she was now just a small figurine of herself sitting at the feet of her friend.
Amber picked her pint sized friend up off the ground and looked her over, “What was that Grace? You gotta speak up.” She said while laughing. “Well, why don’t I bring you back to my place and I’ll show you what I have in store for you.” Amber happily walked out of the park towards her apartment carrying her immobile friend.
Finally back at her apartment, Amber set down Grace on her workbench in her garage, and quickly got to work pulling out the materials she needed for her plan. Meanwhile, Grace was watching from her plastic prison, trying to figure out what Amber was up to. A little bit later, Amber returned to her workbench carrying what looked like a container of glue and a tiny pedestal. “Alright Grace, I don’t have much time since I have a very important meeting in half an hour, and I need to have you prepared by then. So I’ll give you a brief rundown of what I’m doing to you.” Grace was happy to hear that because, she had no clue what was going on. “You see, I turned you into a small figurine of yourself and I’m going to glue this pedestal to you so you stay upright in your new home.” Grace understood the pedestal now, but was confused by what Amber meant by ‘new home’. “You’re probably wondering what new home I’m talking about. Well, the person I’m meeting with manages a local museum that collects rare statues and figurines, and he agreed to pay me a hefty fortune for you.” Now the plan made sense to Grace. She was just a way for Amber to make some extra cash. But she still didn’t understand how this transformation was a trap. She could get out of this spell in a matter of hours if she focus hard enough, and Grace had all the intention to do so.
As Amber glued the pedestal to the bottom of Graces feet, she spoke to the figurine once again. “Oh, and don’t think this will be easy to get free from. I know it takes a few hours to break this spell, and you’re probably trying to break free already. But if you recall from our lessons in school, there are restrictions to breaking transformation spells, and I’m about to exploit one of those restrictions.” Amber smiled bringing her newly mounted figurine friend into her house and set her down on the kitchen counter in front of a small glass cabinet structure. When Grace saw the container, her stomach dropped as she knew exactly what restriction Amber was about to exploit. “As you can see Grace, I bought this lovely glass container to hold and preserve only the most expensive and rare of all figurines, which just happens to be you. And you and I both know that once I put you inside that container, it will be impossible for you to change back until you are taken out, because transformation spells like this one have a safety feature built in keeping the transformed person from accidentally changing back in a space smaller than there regular size. It’s a good thing too. I wouldn’t want my best friend hurting herself.” Amber said to the figurine sarcastically.
Grace was in a frantic state now. Nervously, she tried to focus on countering the spell as fast as possible, but it was hard to concentrate with her nonexistent heart pounding out of her plastic chest. But in the end she knew it was a lost cause, she was gonna be trapped in a glass prison for the foreseeable future. And just like that, Amber picked up the beautiful figurine and set her inside the glass container and sealed it shut. Then she got another container out from under the kitchen counter that looked like a shipping box with packing peanuts in it. “Now like I said Grace, I’m in a bit of a rush, so no time for pleasantries. In you go.” With that, Amber delicately place Grace and her glass prison into the shipping box and sealed it shut. Then she quickly gathered her purse and the box and was out the door.
Once at the museum, Amber met up with the manager Mr. Proctor, and pulled out the figurine to show him what he was getting. “Here you go sir, a one of a kind figurine.”
“Ah yes, this is quite a magnificent piece you brought me. What a beautiful yet fierce specimen. This will definitely be a excellent addition to my collection.”
“I’m glad you like it. And don’t worry about ever taking it out and dusting it off. That container is air tight.” Amber said, trying to make sure her plan had no chance of falling apart anytime soon.
“Well that is great to hear. Anyways, hear is the 5000 dollars we agreed on. And if you come across any other pieces like this one let me know.”
“Thank you sit, and of course. I would be happy to do business with you again some day.” She collected the money from the man and then bent over to get a closer look at Grace. “Bye bye my little figurine. Be good for Mr. Proctor.” She mockingly said to the immobile girl who wanted so badly to snicker back. Grace wasn’t necessarily upset that Amber got the upper hand again, she was more disappointed in herself. But she knew she was going to have a lot of time to come up with her next plan to get back at Amber, and that made her excited. So Amber parted ways with Mr. Proctor and Grace, and Mr. Proctor went right to work placing Grace in a display room surrounded by several other tiny figurines. “There you go little one. Your the star attraction of my new ‘Female Fighters’ display. Everyone’s gonna love you.” He said as he left Grace alone on her podium surrounded by the other female figurines. As the lights to the museum went out, Grace internally sighed. “Great... better get used to this. I’m gonna be here for quite some time.”
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(One year later)
“Carol hurry up, there opening the new exhibit at the museum anytime now.”
“Alright, I’m coming hold your horses. Since when are you so into figurines and art anyways Amber?”
“I told you, I was the one who sold them the center piece for their new Female Fighter exhibit last year.”
“Ok, I get that, but what does that have to do with us being here now?”
“Well, since they paid me so much for that figurine, I started collecting more for them, and it’s sort of become a business partnership. And now there opening a brand new art exhibit showing exclusively art pieces that I sold them over this last year. Oh there’s Mr. Proctor now.” Amber waved at the well dressed older man who was walking there way in the gala of the museum. “Welcome back Mrs. Amber, and this must be your friend Carol. Lovely meeting you.”
“Likewise. So Amber tells me you have a new art display showing the pieces she brought to you?”
“Yes, and we couldn’t be more excited! Right this way and I’ll give you the VIP tour.”
Mr. Proctor guided the two girls into a side exhibit room that was labeled ‘The Amber Room’. “And here we are. All of the amazing art and figurines that you have given us over the last year. We call them ‘Amber Exclusives’ and they are very popular. And in the center is the one that started it all.” He lead them to the central display that had several Female warrior figurines all posed around one central piece. A gorgeous woman with a rich caramel skin tone that was completely naked and mid attack.
Carol’s jaw dropped at how beautiful the figurine was. “Oh my gosh! I’ve never seen an art piece that looks so realistic! I mean, it truly captures the essence of a woman scorned.”
Mr. Proctor smiled, “Yes, we actually call this piece ‘Naked Fury’.”
“Wow! How did you find this Amber?”
Amber smiled knowingly, “Well, I was at a farmers market in town one day and there it was sitting at one of the stalls. And just one look was all it took for me to know that it was special.”
Carol was practically smushing her face in the glass window of the display to look at the plastic figure. “That’s amazing! Now I see why you took up collecting these. I’m still just in awe by how life like it is. Almost like I’ve seen her in real life before.”
Amber got just a bit nervous and decided to steer the conversation away from the topic at hand. “Yep, that’s good art for ya. Makes you feel like it’s a real person. Hey, now that we’ve seen these, why don’t we go and check out all the other cool exhibits. And maybe Mr. Proctor can give us a personal tour while we’re at it.”
Mr. Proctor smiled, “It would be an honor. Ladies if you’d follow me, we can start by looking at the Space exhibit.” And so the two girls followed the older man around for the rest of the afternoon, looking at all the interesting displays around the museum, and even stopping at the souvenir shop where Carol ended up buying a replica of her favorite figurine, The ‘Naked Fury’. Amber almost couldn’t hold in her laughter at the irony of the situation. Carol didn’t notice one bit that her favorite art piece was actually one of best friends Grace, and that now she bought a fake version of her. As they left the museum she wondered to herself how Grace was holding up after a whole year on display. This was definitely the longest transformation either of them successfully pulled off on the other. So she was excited to see how and when Grace would escape and try to get her revenge. If she ever escaped that is.