THE BIG TOP
Chapter Two: Disco Boogie, Man!
By HUGO PROSPERIO
(contains: Inflation, Height Change, Clown Transformation, Gender Transformation (FtM), Mind Change, Inanimate Transformation and more)


“Well it’s a good night to be out having fun” said Felicia as she looked at the clown. “I dig the outfit.”

“Well thank you!” said Punch. “We are proud to provide a service to the people of your lovely town, and that service is indeed fun! How about you miss?” he asked of Jenn.

“Just enjoying a night out with friends.” she said simply.

“She just had a bad breakup and me and Sera…” she said looking around and not seeing her friend. Huh, she thought. “Well...we thought we’d take her out to make her forget the pain.”

“It’s not that bad, Felicia. You two are so dramatic.” Jenn said with a sigh.

“Oh, heartbreak is always hard, but we’ll try to take your mind off it. Can I interest you two in some dancing on our freshly minted dance floor?” He offered with a kind voice.

“Of course!” Felicia said

“Perhaps in a bit. Where is your washroom, sir?” Jenn said.

“Ah, need to powder the nose do you? Well, they are down that hallway. I forget which room is which, but you’ll figure it out.” he noted.

She didn’t know what to make of that, but she shrugged and smiled. “Thanks. I’ll be right back, Felicia. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t.” she added as she left.

As Punch escorted Felicia out to the dance floor she whispered “What she doesn’t know won’t hurt her.

Punch smiled. “I like your thinking.”

The DJ, who was also a clown, smirked as he saw his boss bring out the pretty blond girl, knowing something special in mind. He played a song that the girl would find easy to dance to and put her in the mood to help out the club when the moment was right.

Punch nodded his approval then turned to the girl. “Well, I am glad you and your friends are having a good time. Our club is new-ish and we are trying to make sure it appeases all of our guests. The floor is yours.” he said

She began to sway her hips and groove to the the rhythm of the music. It was just the right fit for a club like this. Big, loud, yet bubbly and bouncy. She really started to get into it as Punch smiled.

“We are still trying to get the place in order, to find the right touches to make it special, you know.”

“Yeah?” she replied as she spun around and dropped low to the ground before popping back up, amazingly agile.

“Indeed. We need some decorations to spruce it up, don’t you think?” he asked her as she bobbed her head.

“I mean, it’s pretty decked out with the carnival theme.” she responded.

“Yes, but it needs more of a club touch, stuff you’d see at a club, wouldn't you agree?”

“I mean, it could use, like, a disco ball or something.” she suggested.

“That’s it! A disco ball. Say. Do you think you could help me with something?” he added, his smile curling up as he worked his charm on the girl.

“Sure, dude. What is it?”

Her agreeing was all he needed to know and out of a small pocket on his belt he produced a pinch of sparkly glitter. He smiled as she spun around, and sprinkled it on her head when she wasn’t looking.

“Well, you’ll see in a few minutes, but go ahead and dance.”

As she danced, she felt the urge to shake her ass more than usual so she did, doing what most would call a “twerk” which was an amusing sight for Punch to watch.

“Human dancing” he said to himself. “What a treat.” he giggled, watching her begin to change. Her shaking rump was expanding, stretching her dress out in a ludicrous manner. Then her legs began to shrink, as if her expanding butt were absorbing them. Her feet spread out and thickened up a bit to match and got a bit longer and wider as her legs vanished entirely. Her dancing was very amusing now, but she was into the beat, she didn’t notice as her dress slid off her shoulders, revealing her bare breasts, which were shrinking away into her chest. Her tummy was expanding much like her behind had earlier, rounding out, giving her a very spherical shape, with all of her womanly features blending into the changing body shape, soon leaving her completely round, except her wobbly butt cheeks which were still working their best to the music.

“Now you’ll be perfect to help me out, young lady.” Punch said as he looked down and watched her arms begin to suck into the round shape too, disappearing up to the elbows, leaving her hands flapping about as she moved.

“How so?” she said, turning around, gasping that the clown was now quite a bit taller than she remembered.

“Well, you suggested a Disco Ball, and that is quite a lovely idea and I just knew you’d want to help me out by becoming our very own disco ball!” he said with another sprinkle of his glitter all over her.

At first she looked down at her body and yelped. What had happened, she was now a short flesh colored orb with big butt cheeks. She went to scream at the clown, but no words came. As the glitter poured over her, she felt lost.

“Wait, I am gonna be a disco ball?” she asked in a confused voice.

“You offered to help me out, remember?” he said. She thought about it and she nodded her head. “Yeah, I did say that. I don’t think I knew it would be this weird though.” she responded, still a bit dim from the glitter.

“Nonsense. YOU asked to be the best disco ball I could manage when you found out I could use my magic glitter here.” he said, shifting the truth to see what it would do her mind.

She blinked and nodded. “Yeah, I guess I did.” she smiled. The glitter began to work more magic as her mind shifted, taking her head and shrinking it a bunch, until it were just about the size of a softball, and her brain shrank with it, making the fuzzy mind even fuzzier.

“Woah. Da glitter is super funky.” she giggled. Her long yellow hair began to spiral upwards into a large afro and turned a sparkly silver color as the clown walked over to her discarded dress. A bit of his glitter on the clothing made it rise up in the air and twist about as it shrank and expanded in various places, finally becoming a snug round jumpsuit fitted with lots of glittery pieces of mirrored glass. He walked over to Felicia with the outfit and smiled. “May I?”

“Go for it!” she giggled as her mind felt so comfortable with the changes that were occuring.

He picked her up and dropped her into the open outfit and then began to tug at various places to make sure her arms slid through the sleeves and her feet popped out the bottom. Her skin was pale now, getting whiter with each second as red lips curled across her face, looking quite large on her shrunken head. Her toes were painted with glittery silver paint to match her outfit and hair.

“Wowzer, I look great” she said admiring the outfit. “Can I have some more glitter, Mr. Clown” she asked

“But of course. I think I have just the thing to help us out.” he said as he took a much larger pinch from his belt pouch and laid it all over her.

Instantly her entire body began to swell up larger, like it was filling with air. She doubled in size and began to lift off the ground heading towards the ceiling of the club, light as a feather. Her feet and hands flapped happily as she ascended, and her hair caught on something and she hung from the roof happily.

The DJ turned on a spot light that hit her and she began to twirl as she had been doing before, dancing in the air to the beat he was still playing, the light sending thousands of dots of colored light around the room.

“You are perfect, Dizzy!” he said “Thanks for offering to help. I don’t know what we’d have done without you!”

“It’s no problem, boss!” she said with a squeaky light voice. As she turned, Punch laughed as he noticed the outfit was quite tight, revealing her large butt cheeks, still wiggling around with their thickness.

“What a fun evening.” he mused as he took in her full glory, rotating.

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Meanwhile at the bar, the tender heard a small voice speaking from below the counter and looked down to see the clown girl formerly known as Sera. She had been helping the bouncer by checking IDs and they had hit it off. She was quite smitten with him and wanted to impress him.

“Heya, Spice.” the bartender said as she looked down. “Come to get one of the free drinks you earned?”

“Yeah, sure did!” She said with her doofy voice, which sounded even thicker and sillier than when they had last chatted. Her body was also a bit thicker, but the bartender decided not to mention it.

“Any requests for the drink?”

“I need one of yer fancy magic drinks, like the one that shrunk-ded me and made me fat.” she said to the woman behind the bar.

“Oh, do you need it to do anything specific.”

“Reds says my tootsies are too small.” she said as she revealed her bare feet. She had removed her boots before she came over. “And I want to make him happy, so can I gets something that makes me have honkin big feet.”

The bartender nodded and grinned. “Now that sounds like a plan.” She set to work shaking up a cocktail that was glowing green when she poured into a rocks glass and bent over the bar, the short clown standing on her tiptoes to get it.

“This’ll be easier in the future.” she noted as she took the glass and put it to her lips and began to chug it, knocking it down like a pro, even letting out a prolonged belch after she finished. The bartender took the glass and leaned over to watch.

Almost immediately, the girl’s feet began to glow and stretch with rubbery sounds filling the area. They grew outwards and also sidewards as they got wider and fanned out, toes getting larger and rounder.

“Yes!” she squealed with delight as they continued to grow until they were at least three times their original size and even larger, outgrowing the very clown she was trying to impress. Soon she looked like she had large feet shaped skis on as she finished growing.

“Thanks, barkeep!” she said.

“Not a problem. You are gonna need some new shoes, I’d wager.”

“Yeah, Red said we could fix that once we start getting some serious customers.” she giggled.

“Have fun, Spice. I’ll see you at the end of the night to turn you back.” Frannie spoke with a knowing grin. That moment would likely never come.

Spice didn’t even hear her as she danced over to her new friend, feet flopping in a hilarious manner, making the loudest slapping noises as they hit the floor.

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In the hallway that Punch had directed Jenn down, there were two doors, one saying “Little Clown’s Room” and the other saying “Lady Clown’s Washroom”

She sighed and pushed open to the door to the lady’s room and stepped inside to see a wall full of urinals, and only a few stalls. This was a men’s room. She was horrified, and immediately turned to exit, only to find the door gone.

“What the hell?!” she said.

She heard a toilet flush and he turned in terror to see a clown step out of the stall. A large, bulging fat clown in a too tight suit.

“Oh my goodness, what are you doing in here?” he said with a gruff voice followed by a chuckle.

“I thought this was the woman’s room. The sign said so.” Jenn said with an exasperated tone.

“Oh, goodness, one of the barbacks likes to switch the signs as a prank. So sorry, dear.” he said.

“Where did the door go?” she asked loudly.

“Oh, it vanishes from time to time, always a bit of a pain when you are on the can and you come out to find it gone, but it’ll be back eventually. So, what’s your name?”


“Jenn. I have to get back to my friends.”

“Oh, well, you’ll be with them soon enough, I’d wager, but you can’t go anywhere until the door returns.” he spoke simply.

She looked at him. He had a ring of blue hair around his shiny dome of a head, and a big red nose on the center of his face, round like a golf ball.

“Jenn. You seem troubled, if I might say.” she said.

“I got dumped, dragged to a clown bar, and now I am stuck in a men’s restroom with a clown. It’s a tad embarrassing.”

“Ah, relationship woes. I understand.” he said.

“I bet. How does a door just disappear?” she asked.

“Oh, this place is magic! Did you not see any magical happenings before you came in this restroom?”


“Can’t say that I did.” she said with a gruff response. She glared down at his outfit, a sharp looking suit that hugged his obese body tightly, with large floppy shoes on his feet and a small little derby sitting atop his head. He smirked as he took the derp off the bald spot and placed it right onto the top of Jenn’s head.

“Well, then allow me to demonstrate the magic, wipe away your man troubles, and make you feel more comfortable in here all in one go!” he said with a toothy grin.

She went to question the odd clown, but she felt strange as a slight suction was occurring under the hat. She looked into the bathroom mirror to watch a majority of her brown hair suck up into the hat, leaving her bald with but a ring of hair around the bottom, just like her current companion.

“What the hell?!” she shouted.

“It’s magic. Like I said. I think you’ll enjoy the next part.” he said pointing at her C-cup breasts. “It might worry you at first, but trust me it’ll be a blast.”

She looked down and watched them begin to recede into her chest, sinking and shrinking away rapidly, going from a full C-cup to a-cups in mere moments, then vanishing all together, simply leaving behind aroused nipples.

“My tits.” she muttered in shock as she felt her chest. They were gone and it wasn’t an illusion.

“Guys don’t have them, so they tend to go away with this trick, but you’ll gain some other things.” he said as she felt a pull at her groin. She gasped and stepped away, tearing off her dress and bra, pulling open her panties to watch a large object taking shape. Her gender had been altered and she now had, no other way to say it, a dick.

“What have you done!”

“Well, I figure we’ll clear up those male troubles if you are one, and it will be way less embarrassing to be in the men’s room as a man, right?”

She could barely speak, and as she did, she heard her voice cracking as it went deeper.

“This is insane. I must be dreaming.”
He pinched her on the butt, which began to flatten out and become thicker with muscle than it was. “Nah. you are awake, sweetie, and you will make a fine dude.”

Her whole body was shifting and changing, becoming more angular, less soft, gaining hard muscles as it shifted from female to male. She was now a he, no mistaking it. Hair grew over his flat chest and down to his nether regions, and all over his feet, which he was just astonished by.

“You are going to turn me back, right?” he said with his new voice, hating every sound it made.

“Well, I’ve never performed this trick in reverse, to be honest. So no idea! If you really want to be a lady again, take off the hat and let’s see what happens.” he mentioned.

He grabbed the hat on his head and tugged it up, but it was stuck. He grunted as he tried with all his might, using his new muscular arms to lift it up and it soon began to budge, but it didn’t seem to be coming off, it just seemed to be getting further away. Glancing in the mirror, he watched the top of his head stretching upwards as he pulled, taking his round head to a very odd egg-shaped look, the hat sitting on the very tip of the bald spot as it grew taller.

“Not what I wanted!” he shouted as he stopped, and felt his head throbbing as it changed. His mind swam with odd thoughts. Was this not the scariest thing to happen to her? Didn’t she want to be a girl again. Her mind reeled.

“Whoops. Guess that’s a side effect. I like the bod, though. You are quite strong, bro.” the clown stated.

“I guess I am.” he said with a hesitant voice. “I am a guy now. Woah.”

“Take it in, big fella. It’s pretty neat. I think you even got a little taller when your legs filled.”

“It feels kind of amazing.” he said with a breathy tone.

“See, nothing to be worried about. And besides, you don’t feel embarrassed anymore, do you?”

“Not in the slightest!” Jenn said with excitement in his voice. “I fit right in. Speaking of which, pardon me. I did need to use the restroom when I entered.

He walked over to the urinal and lowered his panties and used the restroom as a man for the first time.

“That’s so WEIRD” he exclaimed.

“Yeah, I’d wager it is. Now let’s get you dressed up and looking really silly before the door opens and lets us out.”

“Silly?” he asked.

“Yeah. Like this.” the clown said, pinching Jenn’s nose and watching it swell into a round ball like his own, turning blue. His skin, ironically turned pink as it spread across him, with white around his lips and eyes, and red forming directly on his lips. The hair at the base of his bald dome now turned blue just like his nose, and he smiled into the mirror.

“What a look!”

“Yeah. Well, Jenn. Name’s Bigsby, and I’d say that Jenn ain’t so fitting for you now. Hows about Jimmy?”

“Sounds great.”

“Alright. I think I got a spare suit somewhere around here in my briefcase, so let’s see what we can do.”
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At the front door of the club a young woman who had wanted to have a few drinks to forget her bad day at work sat stunned as she grew smaller and smaller, but her feet were growing larger and larger. She had commented on the lady bouncer’s large feet, saying she was impressed, and the clown asked if she wanted to try them on for size. Not knowing what she meant, she simply smiled. Soon she was sprayed with seltzer water and felt her whole body shifting downward.

She was now a few inches tall with feet as big as the lady clown, actually slightly bigger.

“Red taught me that trick while we was waiting for you to arrive. I took the mass from your height and shifted to your feet. Neat trick, eh?” Spice said. “Now you have feet like mine, just like ya wanted!”

“I didn’t…” she started to say, but was cut off but another shower of seltzer.

“But wait! There’s more. You got to try them on for size, and now I’ll get to try YOU on for size!”

The woman felt strange tingles run through her as her feet began to flatten into foot shaped discs, taking on a foam texture as they did, She felt her body begin to shrink even more, and then suddenly she felt like she had been snapped in two, and technically she had.

Her body was now split into two halves, not at all messy or gross, but simply sitting on each foot, and with a bending motion, she felt each half fold down and press itself into the foam of the feet.
If someone were watching they would have seen the tiny halves of this woman form themselves into a strap for what now appeared to be oversized flip flop sandals. Her features vanished as a silly face appeared on each foam shoe, blinking.

“Oh my, what has happened?” she said in a stiff voice.

“Well, the bartender made my footsies grow real big, and my boots no longer fit. I needed new shoes, and I wanted to show off my toes! Flip flops seemed to be the best option and now you fit the bill, lady friend.”

“I’m a pair of sandals.” she asked. Each time she spoke, it alternated from right to left.

“Yep! A fine pair, I must say. Red, this is too much fun.” Spice said.

“I agree, you did a fine job. How do you feel, miss?” he asked the shoes.

“Weird. But I want to be worn? Is that part of the magic?”

“Sure is!” Spice said as she slide her toes into the strap of the sandals and stood on them, letting her fat body dig into the foam. It felt amazing for the woman, and she sighed in relief.

“I thought this was gonna be bad, but it’s kind of neat. Can you turn me back into a human?”

“Maybe, if you still want it later, dear.” Spice said, echoing the bartender’s words from earlier.

“Oh. okay!” the woman agreed.

“That was a great display!” said the boisterous voice of Punch as he congratulated Spice. “You’ll fit right in here.

The door to the men’s room reappeared in the hallway, and out stepped two clowns, both wearing tight suits. One was fat, the other was built with muscles.

“Oh my, did you find what you were looking when you went to powder your nose?” Punch said as he looked at the former woman.

“Even better. Me and Bigsby here are gonna pick up some chicks and get drunk!” he replied with a laugh. “Where are Felicia and Sera. I want to show them.”

“Well, Sera I believe is sporting the new flip flops over here.” she said pointing to Spice. “And as for your dancing friend, she’s up there, helping us out as the resident disco ball.”

“Wow, I got it easy, then!” Jimmy laughed.

“Well, your table is open, Bigsby. I’ll be sure to send some ladies to you and your new friend when the crowds arrive.”

Bigsby nodded and led Jimmy over to a round booth with two glasses of beer already waiting.

“A great start to an excellent evening, Boss.” said Frannie.

“Indeed. I am glad that when Chuckles revoked Jezzy Belle’s use of portals, he granted it to me instead. This is far too much fun.” he said as he watched Spice and Red get ready for a wave of guests lining up outside.

“The night is young, everyone. Let’s have some fun!”


TO BE CONTINUED