Tricks and Treats from Clowntopia
Part 7 (sort of)

MEANWHILE

The party went on through the night, and as it did, the number of clowns grew. Some because of the chest and it’s many gifts, others because of the newly transformed clowns doing some transforming of their own. The tiny couple of Egghead and Teenie had shrunken a few party guests to their size and in turn made them clowns, while Jimmy and Heather had used their magical hands on quite a few guests. Recently Heather had walked up to one of the guys at the party and had grabbed his pecs. He thought she was drunk, and as he was a bit buzzed himself, he didn’t mind…until his chest began to spread outwards into breasts.

Out in the foyer, a short young woman with firey red hair walked over to the punch bowl as a few clowns walked back into the party. She saw the bowl of candy and looked at it. Shrugging, she reached in and pulled out an odd candy that looked like a little chocolate sculpted too like a weight lifting dumbbell. She popped it into her mouth and enjoyed the chocolaty flavor covering her tongue.

As it washed down her throat, her entire body began to change. Her height shifted upwards, going from  petite to almost 7 foot tall. Her arms and legs and abs all began to pulsate and stretch and grow, getting thicker and more defined. Her cute Snow White dress tore off, only covering her in the essential places now. Her hair poofed up into a red afro and she felt tingles as her skin turned pink all over except around her mouth and eyes. Her nose popped out into a blue ball, and as it did, she felt a wave of adrenaline come over her.

“Yeahhhhh” she said in a much deeper voice. “I feel invincible. Let’s get this party STARTED!” She said, stomping back to the main room, leaving behind the remains of her burst sandals.

Back in the party Heather wandered around, looking for more guests to shape with what they were both calling their…artist hands.

She came across a girl who was sitting in a corner. She hadn’t even worn a costume, opting for a simple black dress and flats, her brown hair tied back in a ponytail. She had cokebottle glasses sitting on her nose, and she sighed. Parties were clearly not her thing.  Heather didn’t hesitate and walked over and placed her hands right on the girl’s small chest. The girl shouted, but Heather began her work, and watched as she pulled out first a b cup, then a c cup, and then one massive pull, she had DDD breasts sitting on her chest. She gasped and looked down, her dress stretched comically over the large breats. They looked almost fake, and when she touched them she knew why. They were inflated like balloons.

“It’s something new. Watch this.” Heather said, pulling down the girl’s dress and revealing her nipples. She squeezed one on the right boob, and air began to leak out and the boob began to shrink. She stopped, leaving the girl with one boob slightly smaller than the other. “You can even blow them up yourself if you want them bigger!”

Jimmy meanwhile had taken one of his former best friends by the ears, causing them to stretch out wildly.  When he let them go, the ears snapped back and smacked the guy in the head, which caused a wave of changes to the unsuspecting fellow. His head shrank, losing half of it’s original size in mere seconds. As this happened, he mumbled some expressions of surprise as his hair poofed up into a blue afro and his nose became a red ball. His lips expanded and stretched, widening so much they stretched that part of his face out cartoonishly. Jimmy patted the man on his stomach, which surged forward out of his silly cowboy costume and hanging towards his knees. A similar pat to the man’s butt made his pants split off, leaving him almost naked, wobbling with a now fat body that was alien to him.

“Jimmy, I feel kinda funny.” He said.

“You look even funnier.” Jimmy laughed.

Heather and her new friend were giggling about her new boobs. The girl had let the air out of both her boobs, but instead just letting it leak out, she put the nipples in her mouth, which made the air find it’s way into her head, making it grow to three times it’s normal size, wobbling around as she looked down at Heather.

“Now you are getting into the spirit of things.” Heather giggled as the girl’s nose rounded out into a pink ball, and her hair turned a shade of purple.

“Thanks for the fun tips, Heather.’ She said as she squeezed her head, making the air flown downward, into her breasts once more.

Jimmy smiled as he pushed on the new clown’s small head and watched his fat body compress down to four feet even, leaving the remains of his cowboy costume dangling on his torso. He looked over at the huge breasted clown Heather was standing next to and smiled.

“Hey, Shorty, you should go say hi to the girl with the big bazooms over there. I bet she’ll like you.”

He nodded his little head, his large ears wobbling as he waddled over.

Heather walked over to Jimmy and the two began to kiss.

Back out at the punch table, the small bowl of candy had been depleted except for one last piece of candy. He giggled to himself as a guy dressed as a cartoonish gangster walked over and reached into the bowl.

He took the candy he pulled out and unwrapped it, a red ball of sugary sweetness. He popped it into his mouth and began to suck it like a jawbreaker. At first he felt fine, but then he felt woozy and sat on the edge of the table. With each suck of the candy, his body began to change, getting smaller. He was unaware, the sugar clouding his mind as he shrank. His costume shoes and socks hit the floor with a thud and his pants followed soon after. His shirt and jacket now draped on him like he was a child playing dress up, and if one were too look at him, that’s exactly what they’d see. He wasn’t just shrinking, he was going backwards in time.  He was now about ten years old and still youthening.

When he bit down into the candy, he process stopped leaving him around four years old, little chubby toes wiggling as the shirt also fell off him, leaving him naked on the table. He looked over to the bowl of candy, which had now magically refilled itself and giggled as he grabbed a piece of chocolate and shoved it into his mouth, giddy with his new found youth.

The chocolate set to work instantly, causing the child to turn a shade of white, and gain red curly hair. A colorful grin and circles on it’s cheek, as well as a small ball of red on the tip of his nose finished the new look. He slid over on the table towards the chest and pulled himself up to it and looked inside.

“Hooray!” He giggled as he pulled out a little sailor boys outfit, a perfect costume for a clown child. He slid it on, and plopped down on the edge of the table, next to the candy bowl. He smiled and kicked his legs, as his feet grew larger.

A pretty woman, dressed as Betty Rubble walked in, and took off the black wig, letting her own brown hair flow down to her neck . She sighed and then saw the child.

“Hiya!” he giggled.

“Oh, hello. I didn’t know there were any little kids here.” She said.

“Just me. I’m loney.” He said, attempting to say lonely. She giggled at this.

“Well, I can be your friend, sugar.” She said with a smile, ruffling his red hair.

“Oh, you will! Cool. Have some candy” he said, reaching into the bowl. He pulled out another red ball and offered it to her. She smiled and shrugged. “It’s Halloween, why not.” She said, then adding a cheerful “Trick Or Treat.”

She tossed it into her mouth, and enjoyed the flavor as she rolled it over her tongue. She sat down next to the little boy, scooting onto the table as her body began to follow in his footsteps as it were. Her body began to dwindle quickly, her feet getting too small for the flip flops she had worn with her costume, causing them to join the man’s clothing on the floor. She continued enjoying the candy, giggling as the sugar rush washed over her. Her costume slid down, revealing a now useless bra as her chest receded into, going flat. When she crunched down, she was five years old, and giggling as she lost her clothes. Luckily the little boy had been prepared and offered her a costume from the box, a cute little dress that looked like Minnie Mouse. Once she had it on, she slid next to him and giggled. “Thanks for  the candy, friend!”

“Have another.” He said, giving her a chocolate, which when she ate it, give her a pink complexion, except around her eyes and mouth, which became white. Her hair turned as red as his had and twisted into two lopsided pigtails. Her lips turned red and a red dot appeared on her nose, swelling to a small ball. Her feet were the last to change, doubling in size and width, looking even bigger than the boys. She giggled as she wiggled her oversized toes, and the two kids looked at each other and took their hands and jumped to the floor, running off to have fun at the party.

A drunk looking man wandered out, not noting the children that ran past him, nor the discarded clothes they had left behind. He sipped from his flask and looked at the candy. Candy was not what he was interested in at all, the sight of it  almost making him sick. He then turned to the chest and looked inside. He then pulled out what looked like a very large dress, white with red polka dots.

“Heh, a stupid costume. I didn’t wear one, but maybe I should fit in with the losers.” He said, referring to the party goers.

He drunkenly decided to strip right there and then, leaving only his boxers on as  he slide the dress on over his head.

As soon as the fabric touched him, changes began. His body began to thicken quickly, stomach growing forward, butt growing back, thighs getting large and chunky, and his chest began to bud into actual breasts which then thickened and drooped.

“AHHH!” He said as he tried to take the dress off, but found he couldn’t. His skin turned white as he watched his fingers merge together, leaving him with three and a thumb on each hand. He felt his manhood begin to twist and pull in, which made him squeak (his voice went up several octaves with this, quite comical)

The new female felt a throbbing in her head as it stretched upwards, taking her hair with it. Soon she had an egg shaped cranium with a tuft curly tuft of hair that quickly turned orange.  Her boxers changed into a big pair of panties covered in hearts. The dress was just short enough to show off a bit of these,  along with his huge fanny.

The change to her head had wiped out most of her thoughts, and when she came too, she giggled at the sight of her huge silly body. Her belly was now almost ball like in how far it stuck out. She reached into the chest and found a pair of stripped socks, which fit on her, rolling up to her thick thighs and miraculously, stayed that way. She then pulled out an oversized paid of mary jane style shoes and slid them on, feeling her feet begin to stretch and grow into them, which made her laugh, a loud guffaw.

“Oh my, this costume is just what I needed’” She said in a husky deep female voice.
As the party continued, Katie was starting to get weirded out. The clowns now vastly outnumbered the non clowns, and the numbers seemed to be growing steadily.

“What the hell is going on?” She asked.

“Oooooh, you said a bad word!” giggled the young boy clown. The little girl with him covered her mouth in mock shock, then giggled as well, running off, dragging the boy with her.

She shook her head, wondering who had brought children to the party and began to make her rounds, trying to see if she could figure something, anything out about the party.