Playing with Fire 2

a

transformation story

by

clancy688

The horror I felt was barely describable. Christine could just as well have put me face to face with a hungry crocodile; the terror would have been the same. Only crocodiles had the advantage of being sated and tired eventually. This thing, though... It was pure and utter evil. All I'd wanted to do was to pay my girlfriend a short visit, and what I got was the sight of her holding the tool of darkness - again. 

"What?" My girlfriend grinned mischievously. "You look as if you've seen the devil." 

"I have!" I managed to blurt out and pointed a trembling finger at the abomination in her closed fist. "You hold him in your hands!!!" 

"Oh, this?" Christine waved the wand about, prompting me to jump back a couple of steps, terrified. I definitely didn't want to be anywhere near it! "That's just a wand. A magic one, though. But nothing evil. Don't you remember all the fun we had last time?" She said. 

"Fun?" I ogled her. "We spent a whole day being stepped upon by Shirley's sister-in-law. Speaking of which... where is she?" 

Instead of a clear answer, my girlfriend simply grinned and self-consciously stroked her dress. "Do you like my new dress?" she asked. 

"Why did I even ask..." Suddenly extremely wary, I let myself sink down on a chair, only shedding a short glance at Shirley's transformed shape, a flowery summer dress. These two were playing with fire all over again. Didn't they even learn? Didn't even Laila learn? "Why, in God's name, did Shirley's sister-in-law lend you her wand again? Last time she got herself and us stuck! That's like giving a live gun to a child!" 

Annoyance showed in Christine's face and she pouted. "Hey, this time, we know about the dangers. Seriously." She took a quick step forward, too fast for me to react, and my eyes opened in horrified knowledge as she raised the wand. "You're such a pussy." 

It wasn't the first time, I had been transformed by the devilish thing. But this was the first time I'd been transformed into something living rather than an ordinary piece of clothing. Well, at least that meant that I could voice my displeasure... Although it didn't come out that impressively: "Meow!?!!" 

My girlfriend giggled and she crouched down to pat me on my head. "Oh my, it really worked. You make a real good pussy, err, cat and - OUCH!" 

Satisfied, I watched her scowl as she retreated her scratched hand. It served her right to transform me without my consent again! Even though this form felt fairly nice, with excellent reflexes...

"Bad kitty!" Christine said, annoyed. "You're better off a tiny poodle!" And in the next moment, I found myself inhabiting the body of a small, fluffy dog barely the size of a rat. "Yep, better." She smirked while I glared at her, silently fuming. 

I didn't even try to bark, I didn't want to make her laugh at me as well... 

"Yeah, sorry." She giggled at me, without looking sorry at all. "But as to your question from before... Let's say Shirley borrowed the wand again. And we really didn't want you to know, knowing your possible reaction... But well, you surprised me there and I didn't have time to hide the wand." 

I yipped angrily. That still didn't give them the right to transform me again. Especially not into this... This... Purse-pet! 

"Right." She sighed. "I know what you think. But seriously, I know you. You'd probably have ratted us out to Laila. Don't deny it." 

Not that I could have denied anything at the moment, I thought ruefully. Therefore I just glared back, baring my teeth and snarling. t rather sounded like the whine of an electric shaver. On low battery. 

"So you're stuck with me and my plans for the moment. To make it not as hard on you, I left you a living being. Isn't that nice of me?" She smiled heavenly down on me. "And I promise you some awesome make-up sex afterward. But until this... you'd better come with me." Suddenly, her eyes became dreamy. "I'm wondering which of my purses you'll go best with...?" 

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"Since when do you have a poodle?" The unfamiliar, red-haired girl asked Christine and viewed me curiously. I panted uncomfortably and struggled a bit, but there was no escaping from the pink purse my girlfriend had put me into. My legs were too short and she'd closed the zipper in such a way that only my head was looking out, so I had no other choice than let myself examined closely. From my vantage point, the girl's head looked like a giant's... Not to mention those of all the other girls which had assembled around us. 

I'd expected my girlfriend to go clubbing or retreat to some private location in order to fool around with the wand, but instead she'd packed me with the wand and had then driven off to this estate. The thing was huge, with a large garden and a pool behind, and the name on the door sounded familiar, so maybe it was the home of one of her friends? It definitely looked that way, but what the hell were all the other women doing here? Again, thoughts of mayhem and destruction rushed through my head. Shirley and Christine alone were bad enough, surely they didn't plan on involving more of their friends in their shenanigans?!

"Oh, he's cute, isn't he?" Christine grinned. "That's my boyfriend Wayne, I just turned him into this furball for the duration of the evening. He was... reluctant to engage in our fun." I snarled an angry confirmation, earning me nothing more than a pat on the head by Christine. "Oh isn't he adorable?" 

The red-haired gaped, just like most of the others around us. "So that wand really exists and wasn't just an elaborate hoax?" One asked incredulously. 

"Oh, come on Samantha." Another chided her. "I bet that's just a normal poodle, she's just fucking with us. There's no way these stories about this magical wand can be true!" 

"Oh, ye of little faith..." With a knowing smile, Christine produced the wand from pockets. "So you need a demonstration? Well, why not..."

In the next moment, I felt the zipper being opened and myself being lifted out of the pocket. There! That was my chance to escape. The hedge was only a few feet away-

Unfortunately, the tip of her wand was even closer. 

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I lazily stretched myself in the sun and cautiously observed the hubbub on the other side of the pool. I'd fully expected her to use me as a demonstration object, but she'd caught by surprise when I'd not become an object. Instead, she'd turned me into a seal. A real, honest-to-god seal. With flippers, whiskers and chubby tail-flukes.

That alone had been enough to make most of the girls believe, and after she'd then also turned Shirley back into a human even the last had accepted that the magic wand really did exist. They had taken this blatant demonstration of magic with different emotions, but to my chagrin, condemnation hadn't been any of them. 

In retrospect, hoping for the girls to run away screaming had always been unlikely, but the enthusiasm they'd radiated shortly after the revelation had baffled me. Maybe there was something in women's blood which made them love shopping, shoes, transformations, and all the other stuff which made us men shiver with dread... 

But whatever their reasons, it hadn't taken long for them to wholeheartedly agree to being transformed. As soon as their attention had shifted from me, the cute seal, to Shirley, the former summer dress my girlfriend had worn, I'd robbed away from their huddle. To the pool, that is. In this cumbersome form, there was no way in hell for me to get away, so I'd settled on searching for a particular sunny spot near the pool and resting. 

Much to my surprise, I'd started to like this shape. Simply relaxing and taking in the warm sunlight felt like heaven. I'd really have loved to try this body in the element it was built for, but there was something in the water of the pool which made me recoil in disgust. Probably all the chlorine. I wrinkled my nose at the thought. 

While I'd been relaxing over here, there'd been lots of action on the other side of the pool. All of the girls had been transformed at least once now, most of them several times, and I'd lost track of most of them. Christine was still there, of course, apparently content in her new role of sorceress. 

As for the rest... well, the red-haired girl whose parents apparently owned this house had replaced Shirley as Christine's dress. Shirley on the other hand had indulged herself in trying out several animal forms, finally ending up with cats again, although really large ones this time. Thankfully, she hadn't decided upon teasing me, either because a seal didn't look tasty enough to a cat's eyes, or because the other girls who'd turned into antelopes, deer and horses looked tastier. Even now Shirley, in the form of a black panther, playfully chased a nimble Thompson gazelle around the property while a pair of zebras observed the hunt warily. 

Transformations into birds had been high in demand as well, but only for a short time. After the third crash upon attempted take-off, the girls had realized that the skill of flying didn't come along with the body. Although this one parrot in the pool definitely had looked funny... 

Only few had tried out transformations into clothing, though, something which had helped to stabilize my world view again. Thank God not all of Shirley's and Christine's friends were as crazy as those two! And even now, aside from Christine's new dress there were only two more girls wearing their friends: one attractive, short-cropped blonde who was splashing around in the pool, a close friend covering her as a bathing suit; and a tall, lesbian girl who was currently wearing her lover as panties. 

Sadly, this state of affairs wouldn't hold up. For Christine, as the wielder of the wand, had stipulated a condition for letting the others play with it. And it looked like she was about to collect her tithe... 

My girlfriend grinned as the other "girls" assembled around her. It was a peculiar looking assembly: a wet girl in a swimming suit; a normal looking girl whose hands constantly seemed to stroke her groin; a black panther; two zebras; a large python (seriously, the damn thing had totally freaked me out when it wriggled itself under my chair); a couple of wolves; and so on... 

"All right!" She proclaimed self-consciously. "You all had your fun, so now I wanna have mine. I want to go clubbing tonight and I still need a proper outfit. So you will help me out." It was not a request but a statement, and more than one of the girls (or animals?) looked uncomfortable. This only seemed to make Christine's smile even wider. The rascal was enjoying this! "So... I already have something in mind. I'm gonna start with boots, volunteers forward please...?"

At first nobody reacted, but then one of the zebras nudged its companion. This didn't escape Christine's attention. "Oh, Nicole and Jessica? Perfect!" Before the other zebra could even react, the two animals had been replaced by a pair white boots. "Okay, shoes are provided. Next some pantyhose, please." 

Warily I watched on as the living population in the garden dwindled. The lesbian girl quickly became the pantyhose, which had the side effect of also providing panties; Shirley became a bra; the wolves jeans and a top... The speed of the changes almost made me dizzy and it took barely five minutes until Christine and me were apparently the only beings left in the garden. 

Smirking and showing off her new outfit, she sauntered over to me. There'd been too many girls to become clothes, not that this had stopped Christine. She'd just continued with jewelry and gadgets. I had to admit that she'd hardly looked better before, and even though I was a seal now, I could still appreciate female beauty when I saw it. 

"Well, what do you think?" She asked me with a grin and struck a pose. "You think I'm looking good? The girls really fit me, right?" 

I simply growled at her, not wanting to confirm her in her madness although I did agree. Unluckily, my girlfriend took that as criticism of her appearance. 

"What, I'm not?" she pouted. "Well, of course..." She seemed to ponder for a moment, scrutinizing her attire. "Well, you may be right there, the jewelry is not that fitting yet. Hm... yeah, Gabrielle's color isn't fitting. Just a moment." Swiftly, she took out the wand again and put its tip onto the silvery armlet she'd turned the python into. "I think she'd better go with my outfit if she'd be made out of... Gold!" 

And that was exactly the moment when everything which I'd feared all along finally happened: when things went to hell. I had no idea whether she'd accidentally touched her skin as well, or whether the armlet was too close to her body, but the end result was all too clear. It took only a fleeting moment, and my girlfriend had turned from a moving, healthy girl into a solid, rigid statue made out of gold.  

I gaped at the statue my girlfriend had become. Impossible. Again. It had happened again. Almost unable to believe my bad luck, I let myself flop down from my beach chair and flopped to her as fast as possible. Which actually was pretty damn slow. 

In my mind, I was cursing over and over, but since I currently was a seal, all I could mutter were some incoherent snarls and barks. Finally, I reached her stiffened body. For a few minutes, I simply observed her form. She had been lucky that she'd opted for boots without heels when she had transformed her friends. If she'd worn heels, they'd probably have broken the moment she'd turned into gold. And God knows what would have happened if she'd have toppled - if she'd stayed in one piece or if she'd broken up. 

But as it was, she'd been turned into a perfect golden facsimile of herself, still wearing all of her friends and still clutching the wand in her hand. I barked in frustration. There was no way in hell for me to get this wand. First, it was way too high for me to reach it. Second, even if I could reach it, I wasn't that sure that I could remove it without toppling the statue and being smashed by its weight. And third... I was a seal. I couldn't use it anyway. 

It was like the first time all over again, only this time with me being animate and the others being objects. Not that this made any difference... 

"Wow, that escalated quickly..." 

The sudden voice coming from behind me made me jump. I'd been the only living thing left in the garden! All the girls had either been turned into clothing; or, in the case of my girlfriend, had petrified themselves. So who...? 

I turned only to find nobody. Well, except for this snow-white swan which eyed the statue of my girlfriend with interest. As it noticed my dumbfounded face, it smiled at me - since when can swans smile? 

"I mean, that got out of hand really fast." The bird giggled and flapped its wings to underscore. "I'd expected them to at least last until the evening before they trapped themselves again. In fact, me and my husband had a bet going on. Damn, so now I owe him ten bucks..." 

I was still staring at the animal in a state of shock. What the heck was going on...? What the hell was this bird?

Sympathetically, the swan looked at me. "Oh, right you don't recognize me. Just a moment..." Its form started to blur, and then I blinked in astonishment, for I knew the person who'd replaced the swan. It was Laila! 

"Yeah, hi Wayne." Shirley's sister-in-law smiled at me. "Long time, no see. You suffering under your girlfriend's eccentricities again?" She sighed. "They really think they are clever, don't they? In fact..." she grinned, "I'd known that they'd 'borrowed' the wand again. That is one powerful piece of magic equipment, of course I won't leave it unattended a second time. But then again... my husband and me really had a laugh about the deviltries the two of them did with wand before they got themselves - and unlucky you - stuck last time." 

She chuckled and effortlessly snatched the wand out of the statue's cold, immobile hands. "Plus it enhanced my wardrobe. And since my husband and I want to go clubbing tonight..." Laila looked the statue over appreciatively. "Well, the girl really has a good taste in fashion. I like that outfit. In fact, it probably may fit me well..." The witch snapped her fingers and in the next moment, she was wearing all of Christine's transformed friends - and my girlfriend was standing there, a completely nude (and perfectly detailed, as I noticed with a blush) statue. 

Laila twirled around a few times, admiring her new clothes. "Yeah... I think that really suits me. Transformed clothes are always the best. And it isn't even that I'm taking them on a tour against their will - after all, they wanted to go clubbing. Not on me, though, but these are just details..." She chuckled evilly, then looked at me with a smirk, and I felt my heart sinking. Oh no, not again... I definitely didn't want to spend another day on her body! But luckily for me, this time she didn't need me to complete her wardrobe.

"As for you, my friend..." She grinned a malicious smile. "...I think you should enjoy your stay here. I'll fetch you tomorrow, after I've sufficiently wasted myself tonight. But you need some company, therefore..." She touched the Christine-statue with the tip of the wand, replacing it with a very surprised looking female seal. "There, all set for a lovely twosome tonight. Well then, we'll see ourselves!" 

And before I, or seal-turned Christine, could react, she turned into a white swan again and gracefully took off. Wordlessly, I stared after her, then focused my gaze on Christine. I had to say that she looked... cute as a seal. Puffy, but not as puffy as me. Lots of rounds. And not to mention these dainty whiskers... Not that these details kept me from scowling at her and barking my displeasure. I couldn't really speak anymore, but even seal-sounds were sufficient enough to make my "I've told you so!" painfully clear. 

Not that Christine had any problems with understanding my message. Embarrassed, she stared at the grass, tucking her flippers back under her body. I scowled a bit longer, then sighed inwardly and started robbing back to my beach chair. It was too late to change anything anyway, so we could at least make the best of it. And there was still sun. Plus, the chair looked big enough to support two of our kind... 

And as I said... she really made a cute looking seal...