Tricks and Treats from Clowntopia
Part Three
by Hugo Prosperio

Jimmy and Heather giggled and hugged each other as they wandered into a small cafe. The crowd paid them some attention, giggling, but because Halloween was around the corner, it was all ignored.

They each ordered and sandwich, their human tastes still somewhat intact, and once they had their food, they sat down at a table.
Jimmy's butt hung over the edge of his seat on both sides due to it's huge girth, while Heather's boobs threatened to spill out all over the table. They giggled and played footsie with their enlarged feet as they munched on their dinner.

One of the younger employees walked over and laughed Jimmy. "Dude, you have a  fat ass."

"Why thank you. I like your butt too" he said pinching it with a gloved finger, and the girl gasped as tingles flowed through her butt. In seconds it began to to grow, stretching the skirt she was wearing as her uniform. It was growing larger and larger with each passing second until it snapped the skirt, leaving her in underwear that was quickly turning into a thong from the expanding girth.

"There, now you have one too!" Jimmy giggled. The girl shrieked and ran away to the back room.

"Nice Trick, Darling." Heather said with a chuckle.

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Chuckles looked at the tall thin girl who had just walked into the store and smiled.

"Just a little bit of candy won't hurt a bit." he said, gesturing towards the bowl on the counter.

"Oh, I suppose." she said with a sigh. She worked hard to keep thin, a modeling career was a large aspiration of hers. She tucked her blonde hair behind her ear. She grabbed one of the pieces of candy and unwrapped it. She popped it into her mouth and began to chew, and Chuckles smiled as the magic took place instantly. Her body began to morph visibly, getting wider. Her belly surged outward, pushing her shirt up as it went from a taught belly to a flabby guy. Her butt followed suit, stretching her yoga pants to their limit as it grew larger and saggier. The fabric split, letting globs of flesh spill out.

"Mmmm, this is good candy" she said, reaching for another piece. Her thighs ballooned to match her butt, getting thicker then thunder. Her breasts also expanded, and began to get far less perky. Her t-shirt and bra snapped from the force of the expanding flesh, leaving her topless. Her pants soon followed suit, leaving her just in a struggling pair of panties. Her body wobbled as she grabbed another piece of candy and eat it greedily. Her legs then began to shorten, robbing her of the gift of her heignt. As they shrank, the weight didn't really change and made her legs look tree trunks more than a human appendage. Her skin began to turn white all over the thick rippling flesh and her lips turned bright read as colorful designs formed over her eyes and cheeks. Her ears began to get wider and larger, and her teeth grew larger, giving her buck teeth on the front two. She looked at Chuckles and grinned a doofy smile, and gasped when her panties snapped off, but then started laughing.

"Thith candy ith stho good" she lisped as she got used to the new teeth. Her hair turned a vibrant shade of light blue and curled up into a beehive. Her feet began to stretch at the sneakers she was wearing, the last remains of her old outfit. Soon the fabric burst, and huge chubby feet grew forward, the toes wiggling as they did. She was now a very fat clown, and sat there reaching for the candy bowl, which Chuckles moved away. "Now, Chubs, I think you've had quite enough. Weren't you here about a new outfit for your next photoshoot?"
"Oh, duh. I can be so silly sometimes." She said.

"We all can."

He helped her pick out a pretty dress that was just her size, as well as some high heels big enough for her thick feet. He patted her on the large butt, watching it wiggle and led her on her way to Clowntopia.

As she left, a young man in his early twenties walked in and looked around. Chuckles saw him and laughed. "Oh, another customer. It's been a busy day. I'll be right with you."

He looked at all the odd gags and tricks and wondered why he had come here. His friend Heather had run into him and said this this was the place for a good costume., but it just seemed like a lame joke shop to him.

The clown who spoke to him re-entered and smiled. "Welcome. I'm Chuckles."

"Charmed. I'm Nick." he said. "I came to look for a..."

"...Costume? We have had a few of those today. Glad the word is spreading. I have a new item I've wanted to try, and we can use it to get you a great costume."

"Uh. Okay. I guess." he said, confused.

Chuckles walked over to a shelf and pulled out a box. He opened it and pulled out a plastic toy gun. "The Costume Ray." he said as he held it up. "Now, if you'll stand right in the middle of the store. Yes, right there is good." he said as Nick adjusted where he was standing.

Chuckles took aim, and pointed it "You'll have to trust me, but when you are done, you'll have a spectacular outfit that people will love." he said as he pulled the trigger. Nick expected nothing, but was shocked when a beam of green glowing light shot from the tip of the gun and hit him, covering him in a glow. When the glow subsided, he was no longer wearing any clothes except his boxers. Everything else had vanished.

"What the hell!" he said looking down. He had no idea how the clown had done that. Everything in his head was telling him to run out of the store, but he was also curious about this strange device. The clown turned a knob on the side and took aim and fired again, and when the glow subsided, there was a pair of huge pants on him, held up only by suspenders. They were torn and tattered and patched with various types of fabric. Another quick burst of the gun left Nick wearing a red long jong style undershirt, also filled with holes and patches.

"Hey, I dunno how this is working, but can you stop." he said.

"Now? We are just getting started." he said as he adjusted the knob and fired. This time no clothing joined the frey, but Nick felt very very odd. His body then began to inflate, bubbling out larger and larger to fit into the very wide suspenders. While his body was filling with fat, it was very firm, shaping him almost like a ball, as his belly took up much of the girth. "Holy Shit!" he cried as his arms puffed up a bit and stuck out at the sides. He waved them a bit as he fell to his now huge ass and sat flaling a bit.
"My Body! What did you do!" he shrieked.

"You need to fit the costume, dummy." Chuckles laughed as he fired again, and Nick's feet inflated larger and larger, three times their normal size. A double tap on the gun put a pair of hole filled clown shoes, his big toe sticking out of each.

"No, please, I look like a freak!" he shouted.

"Hey, clowns are not freaks. I could make you a freak, but I doubt you'd like that any better."

"Please!" he begged, but another blast of the gun hit him. His skin turned  a ruddy orange color, spreading out all over as his nose turned black and popped out into a round ball. His hair began to fall out all over his head leaving him entierly bald. He gasped as he saw the hair fall off and drift to the ground.

"Why are you doing this?" he moaned as his body expanded again, getting rounder.

"Because costumes are fun, and this is a great costume!" Chuckles said as he fired again. This time the gun gave Nick a painted on beard with white around his lips and white around his eyes. He now looked like a ball shaped hobo clown, looking around at the shop in horror at his situation.

Chuckles took aim and smiled "One last touch."

With a blast of the gun, a bowler hat, slightly smaller than normal, appeared at an angle on Nick's head, and his head began to swim. He remembered being a clown, a silly hobo clown who could inflate his body and deflate it as he pleased. He prefered being big and round though. He giggled and remembered the costume party he was going to later, and tried to stand up. Chuckles walked over and took his hand.

"So, Bounce, do you like the new outfit?" He asked.

"Oh, I do I do I do, Chuckles, sir." The clown said as Chuckles pulled him up. It took a moment, but he caught his balance and he deflated some, his costume shrinking with him.

"Oh, it changes size with me. Perfect!" he giggled.

"I am glad you like it. Have fun at your party!" he said as the clown left to head to the party.

Chuckles ducked behind the counter and looked at his decorations. "What a silly clown he became" said the painted pumpkin.

"Thank you, Jack-o. I am quite proud of it."

"Yeah, it sure was "swell"" the Balloon drifting above the counter joked.

"Finally getting a sense of humor." Chuckles asked.

"Well, I guess this place is rubbing off on me." he said.

The horn above the door sounded, and in walked a girl who had a smile on her face.
"Is this the costume shop?" she asked.

"Indeedy do!" Chuckles said with  grin.
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Heather and Jimmy finished their food and got up to leave. The staff had not paid much attention to them, even after the girl who had her butt inflated, because they all seemed to think she had always had a butt that big. This made Heather ponder, and as they got ready to go, she grabbed one of the girls chests and squeezed. They honked loudly to the shock of the girl, and then began to swell. At first she was horrified, but as they got to DD size, she was moaning in pleasuer. They grew even larger than Heather's and began to burst through her uniform shirt. She thanked Heather as the clown walked away. The clown smiled and nodded.

"Let's go. The party is a-waiting!" Jimmy said as they took each others hands and walked out into the city. They made their way to Jimmy's car, which had seemingly shrunk, and they drove off, heading towards their next destination: The costume party.

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"Nice place." The girl said. "I'm Jemma." she added.

"Well, nice to meet you, Jemma. Now you wanted a costume, right. Well, how about this special costume. It looks boring, but with a little magic, it'll be something special.

He held up a plain red clown jump suit. She took it curiously and walked into the changing room and slid it on over her normal clothes, except her sneakers, which she removed. She then walked out and twirled.

"What do you think?" she asked.

"It's lovely. Now, do you want to see some magic." He asked.

"Uh, sure!" she said happily.

He smiled and walked over. "Costume, I want you to be child sized."

The costume began to ripple and and change, getting smaller, but it didn't get tighter on Jemma, because she was getting smaller with it. The room got larger and larger around her as the costume shrank down, and soon she was as tall as a five year old in the red costume.

"Holy Moley!" she gasped. "It shrunk me!"

"One size fits all!" He said. "You can make it any size and you'll fit." he said he noticed the clown aspect was starting to take effect as her skin turned pale.

"Um, Costume, I want to be adult sized again."

The costume began to stretch up and she grew taller with it. Soon she was back to normal, and still rather shocked at the costume. Her cheeks now sported red circles. "Wow, this is really need. Um. I want to be extreme hour glass" she said.

The waist of the costume pulled in while the chest and hips began to grow ouwards, getting larger. As they did, she felt her hips getting wider, thighs thicker, butt larger, and her chest began to billow out into the costume. Soon it was cartoonish how hourglass shaped she was. She walked around and gasped at how odd it felt. She let out a laugh which sounded higher pitched then her usual laugh.

"I want to be super tall and skinny" she said as her hips and chest pulled in and her height began to rise taller and taller. Soon she was touching the ceiling. "I also want to be like rubber?" she said, coming up with an odd idea.

Suddenly her limbs became very floppy and she collapsed to the floor piling up like loose clothing. "Ooops. I don't want to be like rubber." Like a slingshot she snapped back up to her tall height and looked down at chuckles.

"This is amazing." she said, smiling, as her lips plumped and turned red. "I want to be fat." she said.

The suit grew larger, and for a second it hung loosely on her, but then her body exploded outward, getting thicker and thicker. Her face thickened, gaining a few new chins. Her hair turned pink and became curly as she felt her new fat body. "Oh man, I'm a fat-ass." she said with a laugh.

"Indeed. I think you should pick a form to wear to the party though. Too much shifting can do some strange things to a person. Wouldn't want you stuck as something you don't like."

"Oh. Um. Okay. For the party...let's see." she said as she thought "Oh, I want to be pear shaped, but not overly so." she said.
Her body began to loose weight all over, but her hips butt and thighs were losing it slower. Soon she had B-cup breasts, large womanly hips and a butt to go along with it, and a suit that fit.

Her feet began to swell, bursting out of their socks. She looked down and raised an eyebrow.

"Costume wants you to be the perfect clown, and clowns, well, big feet is a part of the deal." Chuckles said as he handed her a pair of bubble toe Mary Janes that fit perfectly on her new feet. A pair of socks grew from the jumpsuit and into the shoes round her large feet.
"Excellent. This is gonna be a great party. Thanks a lot!" she said.

"Now to make sure you don't change during the party, tell the outfit this is your final choice."

"Outfit, This is what I want to be!" she said and a slight tingle told her that she'd remain this way for the party. What she didn't know is that it would lock her in that form for a long time to come.

"Thanks!" she said as she made her way to the door, wide hips swaying. Chuckles smiled knowing the party was filling up with his clowns.

"This is almost as fun as that prom night." He said as he went around the store picking up the remnants of human clothes that would never be needed again. He disappeared out back to dispose of them as the door opened.

A young man walked in and glanced around and saw the candy bowl saying "take some"

"Oh wow, early trick or treating." He said with a smile as he walked over and picked out a piece of candy that looked rather colorful. He unwrapped it  and placed it in his mouth. He began to suck on the hard candy and found it was full of flavor. "Mmmm" he said as he tasted all sorts of good things that reminded him of carnivals.

He suddenly lurched downwards, his clothing getting super saggy on his body, but he was too intrigued by the flavor of the candy to notice. Another lurch downard made his clothing fall to the ground except his shirt. He continued to suck the candy, trying to figure out all the different flavors hitting his tongue.

"Strawberry, no Vanilla Pudding, Apple Pie, Fried Chicken?" he said as he shrank again, this time being engulfed by his shirt. "Woah!" he said as everything went dark.

Chuckles re-entered the room only to find a fresh pair of clothes on the floor.

"You have to be joking." He said with a chuckle. He walked over and looked at the pile and saw something moving. He lifted up the shirt and there stood a six inch tall man, seemingly sucking on candy.

"Oh hey there!" the tiny man squeaked, not realizing that a giant clown should be out of the ordinary. "I was just enjoying some of your candy." He said.

"I can see that" Chuckles said, picking him up by the waist like a toy. He brought him up to the counter. The clown noted he was still human, just super tiny.

"Hello there, little guy." The painted pumpkin said.

"Oh Hi!" He said as he bit into the candy, finally reaching the point where he could. As he did, his whole body changed color to a pink tone, his feet grew larger, ears doubled in size and his fingers molded together, leaving him with three instead of four.

White surrounded his eyes and mouth and blue squiggly lines replaced his eyebrows. His hair became blue as well, pulling into his head to leave three tufts, one at the top, and one on each side of his head. His nose popped out into a little red ball, and his lips got a bit thicker as they curled into a red smile.

"Hyuck, that was some good candy, Mr. Clown Dude." He said. "I sure do feel funny though."

"That's how you are supposed to feel Mr. Smalls." Chuckles said, embedding a new name on him. He took out a pouch of dust and grinned at the clown. "Time for you to head to Tiny Town, my friend."

A pinch of the dust and the little clown vanished with a pop, now sent to the odd section of Clowntopia meant for smaller clowns.

"Well, that was unexpected, I didn't even realize I had a candy that did that. Oh well. Trick or Treat indeed."