Tricks and Treats from Clowntopia
by Hugo Prosperio
Part Two

"Trick!" Chuckles the Clown laughed as he watched the man before him deflate into his clothes.

The man's body felt like it was falling apart, but really it was just collapsing in on itself as it became less flesh and more rubber. He regretted eating that candy that the man had offered him, and he watched as his flattening form turned orange. As he got to the ground, he felt the last burst of air out of him. Another wave of changes hit him as his flat body began to shrink, getting smaller and smaller until it was the size of...a balloon. "I'm a balloon!" he thought. "This is wild but I gotta get out of here."

Chuckles walked over, smiling as he bent over and picked up the small orange piece of rubber and brought it over to the helium tank nearby. He shoved the open end into the tank and began to fill it, and the balloon reinflated, but this time it wasn't taking it's human shape. It was getting round. Not like a normal balloon but more like a ball. As it did, the man's face grew taught on the rubber. "Why" he asked.

"Halloween is full of fun mysteries. This is one of them, my boy." the clown said. The man's face then began to change as the helium filled him. His eyes turned a solid black then began to change shape into triangles. His mouth then began to form a grin and also turned black, but with jagged teeth cut into the smile. Thin black lines formed on the balloon at intervals and soon the man was a balloon made to look like a jack-o-Lantern
"It's just for a day, my friend. I need some more decorations." he said as he took a string and tied it to the balloon and then tied it to the counter.

"Well, this could be interesting" he said in a high pitched helium voice.

The door then opened, and in stepped a girl. Heather Geralds stepped in, seemingly not noticing the honk of the horn at the top of the door.

"Welcome! Come on in and make yourself at home, my dear" Chuckles said as he looked at her. She was a beautiful twenty four year old girl with long brown hair. She  was rather thin and athletic, wearing a pair of jogging pants and a t-shirt.

"Oh hello." she said. "Is this the costume store?"

"We do sell costumes!" Chuckles said. "Mostly silly things though." he said.

"Ah, my friend James told me about this place, and his costume was crazy, so I figured I'd stop by to see what you have." she said as she looked around the store, eyebrows raising.
"Oh Jimmy! Yes indeed. Well, let's see if we can find something for you. Did you have any ideas?"

"Um, well, I liked the clown look he had. Seemed fun. Maybe something like that."

"I think I have just the thing." he said. He went over to a rack of clothing and pulled out what looked like a generic "sexy" costume o

"How is this?" he asked holding it up.

"Wow, that is pretty...uh...risque, but hey, it's a party, why not." she said, her words echoing James in a way that made Chuckles laugh. He nodded and handed her the costume. "Try it on. Here are the accessories!" he said handing her a pile of underwear, tights, and gloves. He also handed her a pair of shoes that looked huge. She grabbed all the things and went into the changing room he pointed out. She slid out of her clothing and was soon naked. She looked in a nearby mirror and admired her trim body, then thought "why am I doing this?"

She had no rational answer, but that didn't seem to matter. She grabbed the underwear given to her by the clown. Red with white stripes. She slid them up her legs and shimmied her way into them and found them a perfect fit. "Nice." she thought. They were rather cute. She then grabbed the bra, and found it too was just the right size. It was the opposite of the panties, white with red stripes. She strapped it on and found it a good fit for her small chest.

"Well, he judged my size pretty well." she noted. She grabbed the long striped stockings that came with the outfit and slid them on, and noticed that they were open heel and toed, as if they were fingerless gloves for feet.  She looked down at her toes, the red polish on the nails cracked and worn. "Well, that's interesting."

She took the costume and held it up. It had a poofy skirt combined with a very fancy looking corset, black with red zig zags running down it. She slid her legs in and brought it up and adjusted it. It felt very loose, she noted and she went to reach the ribbon to tighten it, but she couldn't quite reach. "Damn it."

She walked out into the store and waved at Chuckles, who came over with a spring in his step. "How can I be of help."

She informed him she couldn't tie the corset tight, so he walked behind her and began to lace her up. As he pulled it tighter, a change began to take place, warm tingles filling her entire body. She had reached a point of no return. Had she not laced up the corset, nothing would have happened, but then what would be the point of telling her story?
As the corset tightened around her waist, her chest began to grow larger, the fabric of the costume stretching with her expanding breasts. She didn't notice the growth in the slightest, as Chuckles continued to cinch the corset. Her butt also grew larger, the hips widening to help the growth. Soon she had what some crass men might call Junk in the Trunk.

Her boobs had gone from just barely a B cup to EE in moments, and she sat there, yawing as the clown finished tying up the corset.

"There you go." He said. "Now all you need are the shoes and the costume is complete."
She grabbed the oversized pair of plastic heels and looked at them oddly, but slid her feet into them. She looked to Chuckles and said "That's it?"

As she stared at the clown, her feet began to inflate like balloons in the shoes, growing to fit them, her toes getting thicker and wider too, still sticking out of the stripped stockings, now arched high in the heels.

"Oh, well there are two more things. First we have this." he said as he held out a small red rubber nose. "Put it over yours."

She grabbed it and slapped it on her face, and then felt very odd. She started to giggle as happy fun thoughts filled her head and the skin around her nose began to turn a pink color. It rapidly spread all over her face, and down to her exposed clevage and arms and hands. Even the exposed areas of her feet were now pink. Her lips had a circle of white appear around them, while the lips turned bright red and curled into a smile that would never vanish. White formed around her eyes too as her eyebrows vanished and were replaced with purple curly lines.

"Like, this costume is pretty great." she said, sounding a bit different than before. "What's the last thing?"

He pulled out a little black top hat with a red sash ribbon and he placed it on her head. In an instant, her brown hair burst forth into curly ringlets of pink and purple, growing down to her shoulders. In her head more clowny thoughts began to form, and memories too. They competed with her human memories for the time being, but she had memories of being a clown gogo dancer at a club. She then smiled.

"How much do I owe you?"

"Oh, how about a kiss?" he said. She pecked him on the cheek and looked back at him.
"Perfect. Enjoy your party!" he said.

She wiggled her hips and sashayed out the door with a huge grin. She walked out onto the street, getting odd looks from the pedestrians around, but she didn't care. She was hot, and she knew it.

After watching her leave, Chuckles went to the back room to grab something, but he made sure to leave his trick or treat bucket out. As soon as he was out of site, a young man walked in and looked around. "Oh, candy." he said as he grabbed a large piece of orange taffy. He popped it in his mouth and began to suck.

"Hmm, Tastes like Pumpkin Pie" he said as he enjoyed the flavor. As he ate it, he began to shrink, which didn't seem to distract him form the flavor of the candy. He grabbed another piece as he began to chew the one in his mouth, ready to pop it in when the time came. He lurched down in height again, dropping below the counter, his clothing drooping on his frame. Swallowing the last bit of the first candy he popped the second in, and his body began to change a different way, while still shrinking. Soon he was two feet tall, but his belly was swelling. Rounder and Rounder it grew until he looked like a little ball with a head, arms and legs. The shrinking stopped when he was just under a foot tall. He wobbled around as he moved, trying to reach up to the candy bowl but realized he was shorter than the counter. Interestingly, he didn't panic, or think it was odd he was a foot tall, but rather just as a slight obstacle in his way. He walked out of his human sized clothes and moved around the side of the counter where he saw a collection of stacked boxes which acted as a perfect bit of steps for him.

He maneuvered his way onto the first box then hopped up the next four and then onto the counter. He waddled over to the candy bowl and saw there was just one more of the pumpkin taffy candies, so he reached in and grabbed it and popped it into his mouth. As he did and began to enjoy the sweet flavor, his whole body shifted again. His arms pulls into his body, first to his hands, then even those vanished with a pop. His legs followed a similar thing. He felt a throbbing in his head, and with a strange suction, his entire head was pulled downward except his hair. His face them merged with the roundness of his belly which was starting to turn a bright orange. He blinked as he sat on the counter and realized he couldn't move, but again, this didn't worry him. He had eaten his fill of candy and was happy. His sandy hair began to turn a distinct shade of green and twist up and harden, becoming very stem like.

His eyes changed, getting larger and looking like they were painted onto the skin of a pumpkin, which his body now resembled more than it did human. His nose pulled in and flattened, replaced by a painted on red circle, and his mouth formed into a wide toothy grin with red lips. His insides gurgled and then began to slosh and harden as what little human insides were left became nothing more than the innards of a pumpkin.

He sat there, looking around. The balloon glanced down at the pumpkin and laughed. "I thought  I had it bad"

"Whatever you do you mean?" The pumpkin clown said to the balloon.

"Oh, you like being...that way?" he asked with a high pitched squeak.

"Of course I like being a Pumpkin. I AM a Pumpkin." He giggled.

Chuckles walked back into the room and noticed another pile of abandoned clothes and bent down to pick them up, and when he stood back up he saw the painted pumpkin sitting on the desk next to the candy bowl .

"Hi there!" The pumpkin said.

"Oh hello! Like the Taffy, I see." the clown laughed.
"Oh, yes. It was tasty. Do you have any more?"

"Well, maybe in back, but I think you've had enough. I think if you had anymore, you'd forget how to talk, and I think a talking pumpkin is a great decoration."

"Oh, okay. You can call me Jack-o."

"Sound great." Chuckles laughed as he patted the round thing on the head and went back around the counter to wait for the next customer.

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Jimmy was walking down the street, his mind shifting to more of a clown, and he was getting so excited to get to the party. He had passed several friends who were going, and he told them about the awesome costume shop he went to, so he was excited to see who would be dressed as what.

As he walked he bumped into someone and looked and saw his friend Heather, decked out like him. She looked different, but he couldn't figure out why. He smiled and hugged her. "Hello Heather, dear." he said.

"Like, hi, Jimmy!" She giggled. "Wanna be my date for the party, you are like, so totally cute."

"You too! Sure! Let's get a bite to eat and then party on!"